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  • Caitlyn Smith – Map Of The World Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    You’ve got a million stories in your eyes
    Skin sweet as summertime
    And when I
    Hear you say my name
    I know I wanna stay right here
    Listen to you talk all night

    Broke the lock on every door
    And I’m
    Feeling things I’ve never felt before
    Something in your touch, an electrifying rush and
    Only makes me want you more
    Oh oh oh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Everytime I look at you, yeah
    We don’t have to leave this room
    You take me all around the world

    [Chorus]
    Downtown Rome
    Walking arm and hand on
    Fallen leaves somewhere in central park
    Turkey under the neon stars
    Oh oh oh no matter where we are
    Feel more like magic than a girl
    And your eyes are my
    Map of the world, yeah

    [Verse 2]
    You tell my heart just where to go
    Like a compass in my soul
    Climbing the tower in Paris
    Tango in Buenos Aires

    Sail the Gulf of Mexico
    Oh oh oh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Everytime I look at you, yeah
    We don’t have to leave this room
    And you take me all around the world

    [Chorus]
    Downtown Rome
    Walking arm and hand on
    Fallen leaves somewhere in Central Park
    Turkey oh under the neon stars
    Oh oh oh no matter where we are
    Feel more like magic than a girl
    And your eyes are my
    Map of the world, yeah

    Oooh
    You fly me, fly me out to the stars
    Where those city lights look like fireflies in the dark

    [Chorus]
    Downtown Rome
    Walking arm and hand on
    Fallen leaves somewhere in Central Park
    Turkey oh under the neon stars
    Oh oh oh no matter where we are
    Feel more like magic than a girl
    And your eyes are my
    Map of the world, yeah

    [Outro]
    Oooh map of the world
    Downtown Rome

    Oooooh Turkey oh oh oh oh


  • Young Thug – Mannequin Challenge Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    (You good, T-Minus?)
    Uh

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
    I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
    I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
    I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
    Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
    I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
    I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
    And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
    These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
    I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
    I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
    I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
    I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
    I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
    Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
    Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

    [Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
    I just did a week in jail and I caught me three new bitches (No cap)
    Before you knew Dapper Don, bitch, I was Grandpa Grippin’ (On God)
    I had a million dollars stashed away in a spot on the westside (Woo)
    I bulletproofed the whole car, the stickers on the windows and all of the tires (Yeah)
    I gave a million dollars to my dawg, now a nigga worldwide (Yeah)
    Yeah, I got a collar on my hoes
    I’m puttin’ diamonds on her toes
    Nigga, we came from cookin’ noodles on the stove (Woo, woo, woo)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
    I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrrt)
    I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
    I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
    Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
    I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
    I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
    And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
    These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
    I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
    I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
    I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
    I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
    I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
    Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
    Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

    [Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
    Off of the Perc’ and the Xan’ again, yeah (Yeah)
    Walk in the sky like I’m Anakin, yeah (Yeah)
    Doube G on me like mannequin, yeah (Yeah)
    Make ’em freeze like a mannequin challenge in here (Yeah)
    Me and slime dealin’ and dash (Yeah)
    Kidnap the children and murder the parents (Yeah)
    I went to Mexico, I brought the pesos (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Fucked her, say hola, screamin’ in Spanish (Yeah)
    I got the tool, no Handy Manny (Chk-chk, grra)
    You and your Jack sound like you Randy (Grra)
    I told that bitch to go swallow my kids
    I don’t even wanna have no family (Yeah)
    It’s me and Thugger, we rulin’ the planet, yeah
    We goin’ harder than granite
    Money old enough to fuck up your granny, yeah
    I may go fuck on your granny

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
    I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
    I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
    I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
    Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
    I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
    I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
    And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
    These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
    I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
    I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
    I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
    I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
    I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
    Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
    Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)


  • Kevin Abstract – Mississippi Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Verse 1]
    You gon’ find out that I’m not myself
    In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help
    What I’m crying ’bout when I’m all by myself
    Long nights at the Mission Inn, long nights at the Mission Inn
    You gon’ find out that I’m not myself
    In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help
    What I’m crying ’bout when I’m all by myself
    Long nights at the Mission Inn, long nights at the Mission Inn

    [Chorus]
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now boy, boy

    [Verse 2]
    In the street in some Texas heat, and us down the road from my cousin, now
    Dance some more, close to Mexico and I tell my boys that I left ’em, uh
    My feelings go when your feelings show
    That’s the stuff that always come and bless you now
    Now you’re pushin’ my lovin’, now you’re pushin’ my love
    Tell me what you gotta do to try to keep it (next bar)
    Tell me what I gotta do to try to keep it (ne-ne-ne-next bar)
    Tell me all the ones you know to have you down since ’95
    Do you wanna be my boyfriend, my Mississippi sunshine?

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Big wedding, this brother basketball so late in the park with them
    My feelings don’t mean nothing whenever we arguing
    I’m drunk in the backseat, tryna figure out how I can get out this bitch
    Do you wanna be my boyfriend, my Mississippi sunshine?

    [Chorus]
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
    Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
    Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now boy, boy

    [Outro]
    Mississippi, Mississippi love
    And I play it so much, I build nigga
    Mississippi, Mississippi love
    And I play it so, I play it so


  • Future – Gettin’ It In Lyrics

    [Chorus: Future]
    I done it first, before you were even in
    I saw trends fore they were even in
    I’m ridin in something forin
    Got cars that ain’t even in
    Plug give me 10
    Drink Rosay, ain’t even out yet

    [Verse 1: Future]
    Got guns, we gettin it, got shoes, we gettin it
    Got racks we ain’t even spent
    I got 4 jets waiting for me to get it
    I got Gucci, Raf and shit
    Young rich nigga really don’t care, Mexico, my nigga don’t even play fare
    Bitches livin in the world I got, swag on space a lot
    Gang through my bloodline, yeah
    Hit up Bari, take it out there
    Put it in a body, take it to the trap
    Got them bags, split it
    Three bitches there, you know they there
    Dropped 40K on a whip, don’t even care
    She wanna fuck in the limo on the low lo
    My plug got that good dope
    That good smoke, check my mojo
    Me and Casino high off that Pludo
    I’m in space, never on Earth
    Got them diamonds hanging on my shirt
    All them pretty bitches wanna flirt
    All these hoes goin twerk

    [Chorus: Future]
    I done it first, before you were even in
    I saw trends fore they were even in
    I’m ridin in something forin
    Got cars that ain’t even in
    Plug give me 10
    Drink Rosay, ain’t even out yet

    [Verse 2: Stuey Rock]
    He’s Future, I’m Stuey Rock
    Got them hoes whippin up the pot
    Posted in the club till they call the cops
    Lil nigga I call the shots
    Do whatever that get me payed
    I do shots when I’m in the shade
    So many whips in my new place
    Which one should I drive today
    And that bitch be tossin bricks, got too many bitches, how I do this
    Flexin hard, you sware you rich
    Now I run it back, that’s my bitch
    Now we big, we poppin off
    All of ya’ll keep falling off
    You niggas be so fake, them niggas be stylin for show
    In the club, get all the brauds
    Go home, get all the brauds
    I’m FDU, that mean I’m fresher than you
    So nigga, what you goin do
    Fuck with Future, fuck with Rock, choose

    [Chorus: Future]
    I done it first, before you were even in
    I saw trends fore they were even in
    I’m ridin in something forin
    Got cars that ain’t even in
    Plug give me 10
    Drink Rosay, ain’t even out yet


  • Pitbull – Ocean To Ocean Lyrics

    They tried to get rid of me
    But from ocean to ocean
    They are gonna have to deal with me

    Ayooooo!

    I been overlooked, slept on
    Stepped on, left for dead
    Always against all eyez like Pac said
    I’m the living Great Gatsby
    But these boys will watch you quick and disappear like Banksy
    From ocean to ocean, sea to sea
    I’m something that you gotta see

    [Rhea:]
    It’s gonna take a lot to turn me away from you
    There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
    I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
    Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

    [Pitbull:]
    I practice what I preach but I ain’t gon’ lie
    Still got love for these streets, 305 till I die
    Still got love for these beats, that’s why I spit this fire
    You can catch me on a beach, specially on the islands
    Took over my city, now it’s time for the world
    I live it, they rap it, there’s a difference, girl
    Getting paid more than athletes, man, life is sweet
    GM, owner status, Papo, watch me

    [Rhea:]
    It’s gonna take a lot to turn me away from you
    There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
    I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
    Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

    [Pitbull:]
    I got the world on my shoulders, still quick on my feet
    Now I say, sleep is the cousin of death, so I don’t sleep
    These boys act like they hard, but we know that they sweet
    They wouldn’t bust a grape at a food fight, Papo please
    Went from rapping with them boys with a mouth full of gold
    To hanging with Slim Jr. down in Mexico
    Take it with a grain of salt and a pound of gold
    The game is to be sold, and not told, let’s go

    [Rhea:]
    It’s gonna take a lot to turn me away from you
    There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
    I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
    Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

    It’s gonna take a lot to turn me away from you
    There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
    I bless the rains down in Africa (I bless the rains)
    Gonna take some time to do the things we never had


  • Chief Keef – Couldn’t Take It Lyrics

    Leave the door open baby, I get cakey
    Daily, got the gun in, that’s on safety
    Mama always told never let a nigga play me
    Then I got my ass whooped, and I couldn’t take it
    What’s the situation? That’s the situation baby
    [?]
    Cooling with the paper, balling in a major
    Shoot ’em in some typa way, then baby I take that
    Pull up on the mothafucking label, where my cake at?
    ‘Fore I up this mothafucking choppa and spray it
    [?]
    I’ma get some Rugers, I was tired of Glock 40’s
    Put it on Blood, bitch I’m guaped shawty
    Put it on cuz, I’m on hot shawty
    I’ll grill ya ass, on the spot shawty
    [?] to the summer, chinchillas in the winter

    I heard them fuck niggas was plotting on the low
    From the Chiraq, I be spying on the low
    I know everything before the thot did know
    Pull up on your block poppin’ shit, Crisco
    I am rich now, ‘member when I was in the field

    I can buy anything I want
    Anything I want and then more
    I ain’t never been to Mexico
    But I’m smoking on Texaco
    Remember pulling up in Volvos
    Now I get 90 for 4 shows
    Doing cars for the shows
    Put it in the water, let’s flow
    This ice comes from the North Pole
    This don’t stop for my hoe
    Man I got the fucking pack
    And I got the muthafucking sack
    It’s a lot of snakes in the grass


  • Young Thug – Up Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Southside on the track, yeah
    Yeah
    Back to back
    Ooh, ooh
    Yee!

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
    It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
    It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
    Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    Hundred racks on right now
    What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout, lil’ bitty bitch?
    I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me
    Tryna meet me, I don’t need money, they’re rich
    I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek
    I’ma put a couple more in their tip
    Bless her hips (oh), them bitches dip (oh-oh, yeah)
    I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho
    I’m ridin’ ’round Mexico with litty
    Pull up to your hood wit a busted up brick
    We ain’t playin’ ’bout our stuff, big killin’ (yeah)
    I just got a king size box of red bottoms
    Spend a hundred racks on bitches
    Surf jet just bought me a seal
    Act’, I don’t need bubblegum or nothin’
    I just got a real pint of Actavis
    We don’t need no bubblegum or nothin’
    I just got a real pint of Act’
    We ain’t need bubblegum or no-nothin’, yeah, uh
    Kibbles ‘n Bits my dog ’cause we German, uh
    I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (let’s go)
    Yee-hee, Goyard (‘yard)
    Yee-hee, let’s have a money war (yah)
    Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (yah)
    Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin’ this war
    (My niggas, we lovin’ this war)
    Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (yeah, yeah)
    Yee-hee, I take my dog’s charge (yeah, yeah)
    Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card
    Yee-yee, and the ‘ting go bad up (yee)

    [Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    Let’s go up (let’s go up), we can go up (we can go all way up)
    We can go up (yeah, we can go up), we can go up (yeah, we can go up)
    We can go up (let’s go up), we can get up (we can go all way up)
    Let’s go up (yeah, we can go up), let’s go up (yeah, we can go up)

    [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
    Fuck your bitch for my brunch (woah, woah, what?)
    Go to Paris for lunch (let’s go, yeah)
    Smokin’ that gas like a skunk (skunk), got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi)
    Nigga, don’t talk greasy, better believe me
    You know I stay where the cheese be, bitch, I’m a star like a Ouija
    I did not mean to get creepy, diamonds, they wet, need a squeejee (squeejee)
    You know I be where the dawgs at, we know you hang where the fleas be (eww)
    Automatic where my keys be, I need that shit Puerto Rican
    She suck my dick and she leakin’, just livin’ my life and it’s easy (okay)
    She put her knees where my feet be, I need a whip that got three seats (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week
    Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak
    Pitch the rock just like a floater, diamonds colder like a boulder
    Canary look like Corona, heard you own her, well I stole her
    Well at least I’m just a loner, smokin’ gas, bitch, I’m a stoner
    He want my swag, he’s a cloner, look at my pocket it’s big, gettin’ swoler
    I do not like her, so I can’t promote her
    Whippin’ them babies then leave it in strollers
    You know she treat the Molly like the coca

    [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
    Let’s go up
    We can go up, we can go up
    We can go up, let’s go up
    We can go up, we can go up

    [Verse 3: Young Thug]
    Shh, shh, Scotty, look at this dead man, shh, shh
    Come on, we gotta put him in a trash can (come on)
    I’m ’bout to run, I was just on a Xanny
    Don’t give no fuck, I got a prostitute Granny
    I got some girl, and that shit stuck in my vein (yeah)
    I’m in a coupe, ’bout to be switchin’ the lane (yeah)
    I got a girl meetin’ me right when I land (yeah)
    I made it clear, I’ma look out when I can (yeah)
    Thank you, my brother, thank you, thank you, pardon me (pardon me)
    Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for remainin’ the same (‘mainin’ the same)
    [?] tryna [?] a ho, you a lame
    Money callin’ and I’m reachin’ out every rate (yee)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
    It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
    It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
    Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)


  • Kent Jones – Merengue

    [Intro]
    Oh yeah
    Dance
    Dance merengue
    Baby

    [Chorus]
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me

    [Verse 1]
    Hey
    Got that iron how you did it like that
    Low skirt with a booty underneath it like that
    Hot like a summer girl you so fine
    And you know I’m trying to give it to you on top
    Don’t wanna let you go
    But you put up a wall like Mexico
    I ain’t trying to gas you up like Texaco
    I just really wanna, really wanna let you know

    [Pre-Chorus]
    ‘Cause I know what you need
    To make it through the night
    I can get you right
    And I know what you need
    To make it through the night
    I could ease your mind baby
    Boricua, morena
    Boricua, morena
    Dominicana, Columbiana
    Americana, Italiana

    [Chorus]
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me

    [Verse 2]
    I just wanna let you know
    Imma take this dance never let you go
    I know how you really feel if the rest don’t know
    She said I ain’t really trying to profess you know
    Fuck it, let’s be professional
    I know to get, never get to know
    I ain’t trying to save nothing
    But on my insurance I need to find me a girl on her Progressive flow

    [Pre-Chorus]
    ‘Cause I know what you need
    To make it through the night
    I can get you right
    And I know what you need
    To make it through the night
    I could ease your mind baby
    Boricua, morena
    Boricua, morena
    Dominicana, Columbiana
    Americana, Italiana

    [Chorus]
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue know you wanna
    A little Marc Anthony
    It’ll bring you right back to me

    [Outro]
    Dance merengue
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Dance merengue
    Dance merengue with you mama
    Baby


  • Future – Hate In Your Soul

    [Intro]
    Tried to tell them niggas think outside the box
    If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

    [Chorus]
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in the wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You got that hate inside your soul, you can’t do nothing about it
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in my wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You don’ sold your soul, you can’t do nothing about it

    [Verse 1]
    One for the money, yes Sir, two for the show
    A couple years ago, selling blow in Mexico
    Was a starter, something good
    Now I pull up in the ‘Rari, I’m in my hood
    Yeah, just rolling that dank up
    Niggas ain’t never wanted no war with us
    Niggas ain’t never did fly with us
    Bitch my clique notorious
    Bet you can’t come close to this
    I sit in the back of the whip like this
    Got a bankroll like I’m still serving that fish scale
    I did a girl in private, she don’t wanna hide it
    Before you tell your mamma, you need to run it by me
    I’m takin’ this personal nigga like Monica
    I do what I want, I go fuck up some commas
    I keep a strap on me Osama, you know I came and conquered
    I put the hustle in front of me, you know a nigga a monster
    You know a nigga piranha, you know I hop out at any time
    And I’m in Chanel and Prada

    [Chorus]
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in the wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You got that hate inside your soul, you can’t do nothing about it
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in my wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You don’ sold your soul, you can’t do nothing about it

    [Verse 2]
    You in them cuts ’cause that’s your hiding ritual
    You at your grandma house, you posted up
    You put that chopper on IG
    You ready to let it go to make ’em how to believe it
    You hit your block an’ get in it
    You hit that block an’ get in it
    You used to glorify this life, nigga
    Yeah, them niggas took your life, nigga
    You see how niggas think about you?
    Now, you layin’ on the pavement
    Nigga, bleedin’ from your backside
    ‘Boutta take a long vacation
    Pour out Hennessey for you
    Pour some Hennessey for you
    I know that’s your favourite drink, nigga
    (I know that’s your favourite drink)

    [Chorus]
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in the wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You got that hate inside your soul, you can’t do nothing about it
    Got too many racks on me, can’t fit in my wallet
    Got too much style on me, can’t fuck with no stylist
    You got that hate all in your soul, can’t do nothing about it
    You don’ sold your soul, you can’t do nothing about it


  • Lana Del Rey – Last Girl On Earth Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Baby has a broken heart
    She can’t belong to only one
    Until another girl is found
    I don’t pay for anything
    My cigarettes or diamonds rings
    My feet don’t even touch the ground

    [Pre-Chorus 1]
    Chariots of gold, I ride with Jay-Z, Jared Leto
    I’m a superpower, now they call me the tornado.
    I got roses in my hair, I belly dance, and do the tango
    Sometimes I get lonely
    Everybody told me no

    [Chorus]
    No one lives forever, but that’s no reason to give up
    Don’t you wanna fall in love?
    No such thing as heaven
    And I’m the last girl on Earth
    So baby, let’s get it on

    [Verse 2]
    Cleopatra used to rule
    But she got nothing on me now
    ‘Cause I’m the last girl on earth
    I turn the television on
    They only play my favorite song
    Since I’m the last girl on Earth

    [Pre-Chorus 2]
    Chariots of gold, I’m sitting, sipping cherry cola
    Caesar said he’d fall in love with me if I was older
    I own all of Mexico and I got my own roller-coaster
    Sometimes I get lonely, millions can hold me now

    [Chorus]
    No one lives forever, but that’s no reason to give up
    Don’t you wanna fall in love?
    No such thing as heaven
    And I’m the last girl on Earth
    So baby, let’s get it on

    [Bridge]
    I stay up late at night, try not to think about it
    Pretend I’m happy, willing all the word without love
    I get so tired being on display somehow
    Sometimes I get lonely, but millions all know me now

    [Chorus – Variation]
    No one lives forever, but that’s no reason to give up
    Don’t you wanna fall in love?
    There’s no such thing as heaven
    And I’m the last girl on Earth
    So baby, let’s get it on
    No such thing as heaven
    And I’m the last girl on Earth
    So baby, let’s get it on


  • Iggy Azalea – Good Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    I remember like 10 years ago
    I wanted my name up in bold
    I wanted my name up in lights
    I wanted to rock every show
    I used to take pics in the mirror
    I had to get ready for Vogue
    And now I’m way bigger, way bigger, way bigger
    Than I ever could’ve dreamed before
    They pray for the damn on my love
    But I still don’t give a fuck
    We live in a world full of judgement
    And they love to judge us
    I think they love to discuss me
    ‘Cause their life is disgusting
    I just jumped off a yacht in Mexico
    You can not tell me nothing
    Na-nothing

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I’m good, I’m good, I’m glad
    To be right where I’m at
    And you mad, you mad, you mad
    But I’m good

    [Chorus]
    So you can say what you want to (yeah)
    But that doesn’t phase what I’m gon’ do (yeah)
    Is that why you stuck in a bad mood? (yeah)
    ‘Cause I’m good, I’m good, I’m good

    [Verse 2]
    Top floor [?]
    Eating dinner looking at the view
    So high, see all of you
    Each and every one who wanna see me lose
    You looking at me but I’m looking through you
    You tweeting crazy to me, what’s it to you?
    Fall in line, this is danger for who?
    Get off my ass, you are not a poodle
    I’m just out here fucking living
    Cut ’em off they’re forbidden
    Trade the sides, they was tripping
    They like ”Oh, Iggy, I was kidding!”
    I go to sleep and y’all forgotten
    Sorry boo, you’re not forgiven
    Bring me breakfast while I’m swimming
    I’m just out here fucking living

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I’m good, I’m good, I’m glad
    To be right where I am at
    And you mad, you mad, you mad
    But I’m good

    [Chorus]
    So you can say what you want to (yeah)
    But that doesn’t phase what I’m gon’ do (yeah)
    Is that why you stuck in a bad mood? (yeah)
    ‘Cause I’m good, I’m good, I’m good


  • Cody Simpson – Surfboard Lyrics

    CODY SIMPSON
    Surfboard Lyrics

    She caught up in that new California love
    I’m the kid from out of town, try to get me soak
    I ask her how a nice meet
    She says let’s go for a night swim
    And we know what she meant

    So come on
    Let the ocean takes us away
    Till we see the daylight
    Come
    And I know that it’s getting later
    But we wanna stay

    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    Go ride it, surfboard

    Surfboard

    We woke on the beach down in Mexico
    She asked me how we got here
    And I don’t know
    We got back in the water
    The waves were crashing on her
    And you know How it goes

    So come on
    Let the ocean takes us away
    Till we see the daylight
    Come
    And I know that it’s getting later
    But we wanna stay

    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    Go ride it, surfboard

    Surfboard

    Summer does
    Then the summer does
    She told ‘em girl can’t surf with us
    Surf with us, can’t surf with us
    Salt on her skin
    Left me wanting more on the shore
    Love beach boys like 64, 64
    Go ride On my
    Surfboard

    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    She on my surfboard
    Go ride it, surfboard

    Go ride it
    Surfboard

    Surfboard


  • Kodak Black – There He Go (Painting Pictures Album)

    Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
    You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
    I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
    Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
    Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
    Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
    Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
    Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco
    Ay, Lil Kodak on the beat I got that bass, ho
    Boy I drop that shit that they be waitin’ for
    I like the Beamer but I’m about to go cop a Wraith tho’
    I done peeped your true colors, boy you a rainbow
    I got Space Jams on my feet, I’m on the moon
    I’m really lit, so I ain’t gotta use no auto-tune
    Yeah, I’m the shit, but you know damn well I ain’t number two
    I’m in this bih’ around some niggas who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
    But shawty got that head, she got that fire brain
    She know I love the head, I love that migraine
    You ain’t never run off with a boss ainna
    She know a nigga be stunting like a Power Ranger
    Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
    You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
    I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
    Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
    Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
    Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
    Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
    Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco
    These ain’t Ray-bans, these Saint Laurent shades, ho
    The way my niggas hit your block, you’d think it’s Halo
    No more home invadin’ now, I’m on the radio
    I don’t even like to fuck, I only want fellatio
    I done jumped out to that bag, baby check my swag
    Money fallin’ out my ass, I got a lot of cash
    Ay, everybody runnin’, nigga got a gun
    I ain’t makin’ beats but the Draco got a drum
    I don’t wear no fuckin’ Yeezys, I got too much sauce
    Like I don’t believe in Jesus, how I triple cross
    I ain’t even brush my teeth, but I’m on the block
    I ain’t even brush my teeth, all I do is floss
    Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
    You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
    I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
    Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
    Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
    Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
    Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
    Crackers took my 40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco


  • David Luning – Royalty lyrics

    Dearest love don’t worry
    They got nothin’ on me
    And I’ll be out in a day or two
    Oh and darlin, I love you

    I’ll make my great escape
    Don’t you worry dear
    I’ll find a way to break on outta here
    Oh you’ll see
    We’re gonna live like royalty

    Dearest love wait for me
    I’ll get out, please believe me
    Did you bury the money like I asked you to?
    Oh my darlin, I miss you

    I’ll make my great escape
    Don’t you worry dear
    I’ll find a way to break on outta here
    We’ll be together, you and me
    We’ll go to Mexico, you’ll see
    And darlin we’re gonna live like royalty

    Oh my love, please hold on
    Been in isolation for so long
    And it’s been years since I’ve seen your face darlin’
    But I promise you I will get out of this place
    (You’ll make your great escape
    I’m not worried dear
    You’ll find a way to break, but I’m outta here
    Be together? Maybe
    I’ll go to Mexico, you’ll see)
    Darlin?
    (Oh, I can’t wait baby)

    I’ll make my great escape
    Don’t you worry dear
    I’ll find a way to break on outta here
    We’ll be together, finally
    We’ll go to Mexico you and me
    And darlin’ we’re gonna live like royalty


  • The Oemons – Taco Burrito lyrics

    One day I had a dream in my siesta
    About an awesome place where it’s always fiesta
    And the food is served with spicy salsa
    So I think I’ll go to Mexico

    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Chimichangas,
    Spicy Chimichangas
    Chimichangas,
    Spicy Chimichanga sauce!

    When I got there I watched some lucha
    I learned the girls in Mexico are called putas
    And the food’s way better than shawarma
    So I think I’ll stay in Mexico

    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Taco Taco Burrito!
    Chimichangas,
    Spicy Chimichangas
    Chimichangas,
    Spicy Chimichanga sauce!

    TACO BURRITO!
    TACO BURRITO!


  • Dopeman Go – Tory Lanez lyrics

    Lyrics Tory Lanez – Dopeman go

    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dopeman go.

    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.

    Bought the Wraith, I said f*ck the Ghost
    Flew a brand new b*tch across the coast
    She from Mexico right off the gulf
    She not just the b*tch, that b*tch the plug
    Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
    I f*ck all the b*tches that make b*tches get low
    .30 in my pants, I got a stallo
    I just made enough to buy a Lambo
    I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
    My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
    Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
    To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
    Bustin’ out the lows
    I got all the bad b*tches f*ckin’ wit my bros
    I dropped outta school, couldn’t pass the SATs
    Now I got two bad b*tches passin’ me the weed
    I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
    I done lost bets and told ’em niggas I ain’t owe ’em
    I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
    Someone please find me the dope man.

    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dopeman go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dopeman go.

    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.

    She just wanna party with the dough
    Double that Barcardi with the coke
    She just wanna f*ck and nothing more
    I’m just making sure you up to go
    Talking backwoods then I’m up again
    She won’t lemme f*ck then I’ma f*ck her friend
    Scoreboard b*tch I’m up 10 versuri-lyrics.info
    I’ma need some head to get me up again
    Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
    Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
    Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
    A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
    Poppin’ with the bands
    I have no intention of splitting this shit no one but my mans
    b*tch up in the trenches with the poncho
    Still got a nine like I’m Rondo.

    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go.

    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy babyyy.
    Tory Lanez lyrics
    Video go


  • Tory Lanez – DopeMan Go

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

    [Verse 1]
    Bought the Wraith, I said fuck the Ghost
    Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
    She from Mexico right off the gulf
    She not just the bitch, that bitch the plug
    Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
    I fuck all the bitches that make bitches get low
    .30 in my pants, I got a stallo
    I just made enough to buy a Lambo
    I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
    My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
    Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
    To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
    Bustin’ out the lows
    I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
    I dropped outta school, couldn’t pass the SATs
    Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
    I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
    I done lost bets and told ’em niggas I ain’t owe ’em
    I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
    Someone please find me the dope man

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

    [Verse 2]
    She just wanna party with the dough
    Double that Barcardi with the coke
    She just wanna fuck and nothing more
    I’m just making sure you up to go
    Talking backwoods then I’m up again
    She won’t lemme fuck then I’ma fuck her friend
    Scoreboard bitch I’m up 10
    I’ma need some head to get me up again
    Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
    Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
    Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
    A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
    Poppin’ with the bands
    I have no intention of splitting this shit no one but my mans
    Bitch up in the trenches with the poncho
    Still got a nine like I’m Rondo

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby


  • Oddisee – Like Really (The Iceberg Album)

    [Verse One]
    Why you want to catch my eye, when you already know that I’m taken (nah like really)
    How you past due on payments, and I’m seeing you on vacation (nah like really)
    How you gonna make us great, when we were never really that amazing (nah like really)
    Take it back to what, I don’t find hanging black lives entertaining (nah like really)
    How do you police the streets of a neighborhood you do not engage in (nah like really)
    Why a brother get three for a sack while your brother go free for a raping (nah like really)
    How you make a film about Egypt with all leading roles caucasian (nah like really)
    How you saying all lives matter when the stats say we are not adjacent (nah like really)
    Tell me if I got it all wrong, like I signed on the line but I didn’t read the form
    And the fine print is all about the times we mourn, and the color of my skin means I gotta be strong
    And your hand me down faith said if I was reborn, when I take my last breath that you’ll let me breathe on
    And as of right now we could never be pals, so how are we supposed to get along (nah like really)
    This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
    Why am I forced to let it go, and clean your messes though (nah like really)
    You take jobs to Mexico, pay us less and lesser though (nah like really)
    Promised to bring them back, and that problem gets the vote (nah like really)

    [Hook]
    Really (repeated)

    [Verse Two]
    I be on the grind all day, I don’t pay mind to the date (nah like really)
    Missed call vibrate, I find most times it could wait (nah like really)
    I don’t talk blue in the face, just to make movement in place (nah like really)
    Out of breath watching other man steps and you wonder why you’re losing the race (nah like really)
    I was sleeping on floors, making bread instead of bed on tour man (nah like really)
    If you ain’t never cry about a loss, don’t speak about the situation you’re in (nah like really)
    I ain’t got a big deal but I’m still a big deal and I feel important (nah like really)
    Yeah you got a big deal running on a big wheel I ain’t with extorting (nah like)
    Yeah I’m independent and I’m making hella noise, and I’ll never let a woman make a Helen out of Troy
    Got no suckers in the circle that pretend to be boys, I don’t lend them an extension I just send them decoys
    Chilling in the cut is when I’m really feeling voids, ’cause the movements getting muted and it really needs a voice
    We’re just picking between the evils of the lethals and the liars
    People tired and they really need a voice (nah like really)
    This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
    This that calm collected flow, done right, wrong correctional (nah like really)
    Enough about peace and blessings bro I want that deeper message though (nah like really)
    If you on top that surface, drop that lesson though, preach (nah like really)

    [Hook]
    Really (repeated)


  • Danny Worsnop – Mexico (The Long Road Home Deluxe Edition Album)

    [Verse 1]
    Yeah I don’t know about you
    But I’m feeling sunshine
    Trizing with the skylines
    Sipping on something chilly
    Watching señoritas dancing on the beaches
    I’m sitting back jamin on Willy

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
    From this hustle and bustle
    Lay back and soak it up
    With a nice cold bottle of Bud

    [Chorus]
    I’m driving my ass to Mexico
    To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
    Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
    I don’t know when I’m coming home
    But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

    [Verse 2]
    I don’t know about you but I’m kind of thirsty
    Lately I’ve been working just a little too much lately
    Feeling kind of sodow
    I can’t tell the boling
    Clock in my gin, try and make me

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
    From this hustle and bustle
    Lay back and soak it up
    With a nice cold bottle of Bud

    [Chorus]
    And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
    To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
    Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
    I don’t know when I’m coming home
    But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

    [Bridge]
    Where the skies are blue
    Yeah the water’s just right, just me and you
    Wait til the stas come out
    Go skinny dipping, there ain’t no one else around
    I’ll be honest I’m tipsy
    I just cracked another bottle, honey come on with me
    I ain’t never ever leaving baby
    This is paradise, go ahead and leave me here

    [Chorus]
    And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
    To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
    Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
    I don’t know when I’m coming home
    But I’m driving to Mexico

    [Outro]
    I’m driving to Mexico
    I’m driving my ass to Mexico
    I’m driving to Mexico


  • Jidenna – The Let Out (feat. Nana Kwabena)

    [Verse 1: Jidenna]
    Everytime I pull up at the let out it’s a spectacle
    Heard the shit was jumpin’ like the wall that border Mexico
    This the only time we on time and on schedule
    Collars on the shirt niggas trying to look respectable
    Then I spot her with the fur and ice like an eskimo
    Stretching out my cash so I’m hoping that she flexible
    Shorties swinging purses and niggas swinging testicles
    Eating fast food but we smoking on a vegetable
    She looking man, She looking man
    Go hook her man, Go hook her man
    And that lame tryna holler he a Bond wanna-be
    He a Roger Moore nigga I’m a Sean Connery, I know
    Now you looking at a man that’s on a mission
    Blind-sided cuz your man don’t go no vision
    Enemies tryna pack us in a prison
    But we gon’ pack up in that old Honda Civic

    [Pre-Chorus: Jidenna]
    Yeah, yeah
    All hunt and all prey
    Yeah, yeah
    Why they looking at the wave
    Yeah, yeah
    Yall can bring it our way
    Yeah, yeah
    But awww no you won’t, aww no you won’t

    [Chorus: Jidenna]
    Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
    Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
    Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
    Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
    Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

    [Verse 2: Quavo]
    I ain’t givin’ these niggas no points just a shut out
    I bet I take your hoe right after they let her out
    I’m the boss, the huncho walkin’ with my chest out
    I got 3 mill in cash stash it away in the guest house
    I’m runnin’ so late, I’m runnin’ so late, I go get the money and shake
    Soon as I pull up we run out the let out, we don’t got time to debate
    Throwin’ cash off stage, supportin’ the minimum wage
    Gotta let my wings fly, if you let me out the cage
    If I ever go to jail, I’ma bail out
    Then we gotta pipe it up at the let out
    Latifah the queen we set it off
    We don’t want the deal, the bet is off
    Just throw me the ball we hit it off
    You say we gon get where we started off

    [Pre-Chorus: Jidenna]
    Yeah, yeah
    All hunt and all prey
    Yeah, yeah
    Why they looking at the wave
    Yeah, yeah
    Yall can bring it our way
    Yeah, yeah
    But awww no you won’t, aww no you won’t

    [Chorus: Jidenna]
    Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
    Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
    Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
    Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
    Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

    [Bridge: Jidenna]
    Broke niggas met up at the let out
    Tryna get in we tryna get out
    We used to meet up at the let out
    On the fox with her tail out
    Oooh
    We can’t wait until they get out
    Oooh
    We fresh as hell at the let out
    Woooah
    We used to meet up at the let out
    Woah
    Broke niggas at the let out

    [Chorus: Jidenna]
    Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
    Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
    Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
    Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
    Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

    [Outro: Jidenna]
    I’m at the let out
    I’m at the let out now
    We tryna get out
    We tryna get out now


  • The White Stripes – Icky Thump

    Ya he, icky thump
    Who’d a thunk?
    Sittin’ drunk
    On a wagon to Mexico

    Her hair
    What a chump
    And my head
    Got a bump
    When I hit it on the radio

    Redhead senorita
    Lookin’ dead
    Came to, said
    ‘I need a bed’ in Espanol

    So I gave ’em drink of water
    I’m gonna sing around the collar
    Well, I don’t need a microphone

    Yeah
    Icky thump
    With the lump
    In my throat
    Grab my coat
    And now it’s reckoned
    I was ready to go

    Yeah, I swam beside the hair
    She had one white eye
    One blank stare
    Lookin’ up, lyin’ there

    On a stand in her hair
    Was a candy cane
    Black rum, sugar cane
    Dry eye
    Somethin’ strange!

    La la
    La la la la la la la la la la la la

    Well, Americans
    What, nothin’ better to do?
    Why don’t you kick yourself out?
    You’re an immigrant too

    Who’s usin’ who?
    What should we do?
    Well, you can’t be a pimp
    And a prostitute too

    Icky thump
    Handcuffed to a bunk
    Robbed blind
    Looked around
    And there was nobody else

    Left alone
    I hit myself with a stone
    Went home
    And learned how to clean up after myself


  • Jidenna – The Let Out (feat. Quavo)

    [Verse 1: Jidenna]
    Every time I pull up at the let out it’s spectacle
    Heard this shit was jumpin’ like the waterboard in Mexico
    This the only time we on time and on schedule
    Collars on the shirts, niggas tryin’ live respectable
    Then I spot her with the fur and ice like a Eskimo
    Stretchin’ all my carrots so I’m hopin’ that she flexible
    Shawty swingin’ purses, and nigga swingin’ testicles
    Eatin’ fat food, but we smokin’ on the vegetable
    She lookin’ man, she lookin’ man
    Go hook her man, go hook her man
    And a lame tryin’ holler he a bum on a beat
    He a Roger Moore nigga, and I’m a Sean Connery
    I know, now you lookin’ at a man that’s on a mission
    Blind sided ’cause your man ain’t got no vision
    Enemies tryin’ pack us in the prisons
    But we gon pack up in that old Honda Civic, yeah yeah

    [Bridge]
    Uh huh, and know I pray, yeah yeah
    Why they lookin’ at the wave, yeah yeah
    Ya’ll could bring it our way, yeah yeah
    But I don’t know you want, I don’t know you want

    [Hook]
    Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
    Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
    Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
    Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
    Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out

    [Verse 2: Quavo]
    I ain’t givin’ these niggas no points just a shut out
    I bet I take your hoe right after they let her out
    I’m the boss that hunt you walkin’ wit my chest out
    I got 3 mill in cash stash it away in the guest house
    I’m runnin’ so late, I’m runnin’ so late, I go get the money and shake
    Soon as I pull up we run out the let out, we don’t got time to debate
    Throwin’ cash off stage, supportin’ the minimum wage
    Gotta let my wings fly, if you let me out the cage
    If I ever go to jail, I’ma bail out
    Then we gotta pipe it up at the let out
    Latifa the queen we set it off
    We don’t want the deal, the bet is off
    Just throw me the ball we hit it off
    You say we gon get where we started off

    [Bridge]
    Uh huh, and know I pray, yeah yeah
    Why they lookin’ at the wave, yeah yeah
    Ya’ll could bring it our way, yeah yeah
    But I don’t know you want, I don’t know you want

    [Hook]
    Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
    Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
    Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
    Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
    Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out

    [Bridge 2]
    Broke niggas met up at the let out
    Gotta get in, we tryin’ get out
    We used to meet up at the let out
    On the phone [?]
    Ohh, we can’t wait until they get out
    We fresh as hell at the let out
    Woah, we used to meet up at the let out
    Woah, broke niggas at the let out

    [Hook]
    Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
    Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
    Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
    Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
    I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
    Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
    Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
    We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out


  • Blessings – Lecrae feat. Ty Dolla Sign lyrics

    Lyrics Lecrae – Blessings

    If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
    I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
    I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
    Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings.

    Yah, yaaah, yahhh
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Line ’em up, line ’em up, line ’em up
    Swear the sun shinin’ on me in my huddle
    No matter the trouble surroundin’ us
    They don’t see that it’s a lot of us
    Everybody move anonymous
    Won’t take that credit, I know where we get it
    Them blessings be comin’ from God above
    I was doin’ all kinda bad
    Where the choir at? Tell ’em I need a verse
    Hit the pew and tell God he’s first
    Hit the studio to body a verse
    I remember pushin’ mama’s little white Hyundai with no gas money
    I just bought a car, cash money
    I ain’t even tryna brag on it
    I just tell it how it really is
    I ain’t trippin’, they ain’t feelin’ this
    I ain’t sayin’ I deserve nothin’
    I’m just tryna talk about the benefits
    I’ve been punchin’ in the clock
    Tryna keep the kitchen stocked
    Man it’s a blessin’ ’cause we ain’t ever had a lot
    But all we need is all we got.

    If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
    I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
    I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
    Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Blessings. (x2)

    I put my mama in the crib, said, “Stop stressin’”
    I put my girl in a brand new diamond necklace
    She said she need more of my love and affection
    ‘Cause lately I’ve been workin’ harder than ever
    She said, “Baby, you a boss, baby, clear your schedule
    Dolla you a boss, let’s do somethin’ special
    Take me on a PJ, we should go to Mexico
    I’ve been down for you, boy since when the money was low”
    Anything for my bae ’cause she a blessing
    If you woke up this morning it’s a blessing.

    If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
    I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
    I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
    Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Blessings. (x2)

    I took so many losses
    Coulda lost it
    Left ’em leakin’ like a faucet
    Almost cost me
    Everything that I got, all of my fam
    Part of the plan
    I was eatin’ fried bologna out of the pan
    Y’all don’t understand
    I was tryna get it
    I’m in that studio tryna keep it pushin’
    Petty pies, boy I kept ’em cookin’
    All I needed was the Mary Mary
    But the god in me was havin’ commentary, woo!
    I got angels all around like Anita Baker
    Blessings fallin’ in line, guess I need a taper
    And every loss is a lesson
    Tell my haters I confess
    Treat ’em like the green bubbles on the iPhone
    I probably never read the message.

    If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
    I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
    I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
    Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Count it up, count it up, count it up
    Blessingsss.
    Lecrae lyrics
    Video Sign


  • Oddisee – Like Really

    [Verse 1]
    Why you want to catch my eye, when you already know that I’m taken (nah like really)
    How you past due on payments, and I’m seeing you on vacation (nah like really)
    How you gonna make us great when we were never really that amazing (nah like really)
    Take it back to what, I don’t find hanging black lives entertaining (nah like really)
    How do you police the streets of a neighborhood you do not engage in (nah like really)
    Why a brother get three for a sack while your brother go free for a raping (nah like really)
    How you make a film about Egypt with all leading roles caucasian (nah like really)
    How you saying all lives matter when the stats say we are not adjacent (nah like really)
    Tell me if I got it all wrong, like I signed on the line but I didn’t read the form
    And the fine print is all about the times we mourn, and the color of my skin means I gotta be strong
    And your hand me down faith said if I was reborn, when I take my last breath that you’ll let me breathe on
    And as of right now we could never be pals, so how are we supposed to get along (nah like really)
    This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
    Why am I forced to let it go, and clean your messes though (nah like really)
    You take jobs to Mexico pay us less and lesser though (nah like really)
    Promised to bring them back, and that’s how the problem gets the vote (nah like really)

    [Hook]
    Really (repeated)

    [Verse 2]
    I be on the grind all day, I don’t pay mind to the date (nah like really)
    Missed call vibrate, I find most times it could wait (nah like really)
    I don’t talk blue in the face, just to make movement in place (nah like really)
    Out of breath watching other man steps and you wonder why you’re losing the race (nah like really)
    I was sleeping on floors, making bread instead of bed on tour man (nah like really)
    If you ain’t never cry about a loss, don’t speak about the situation you’re in (nah like really)
    I ain’t got a big deal but I’m still a big deal & I feel important (nah like really)
    Yeah you got a big deal running on a big wheel I ain’t with extorting (nah like)
    Yeah I’m independent and I’m making hell of noise, and I’ll never let women make a Helen out of Troy
    Got no suckers in the circle that pretend to be boys, I don’t lend them an extension I just sell them decoys
    Chilling in the cut is when I’m really feeling voids, ’cause the movements getting muted and it really needs a voice
    We’re just picking between the evils of the lethals and the liars
    People tired and they really need a voice (nah like really)
    This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
    This that calm collected flow, done right, wrong correctional (nah like really)
    Enough about peace & blessings bro I want that deeper message though (nah like really)
    If you on top that surface, drop that lesson though, preach (nah like really)

    [Hook]
    Really (repeated)


  • Marty Robbins – The Master’s Call

    When I was but a young man, I was wild and full of fire
    A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire
    I ran away from home and left my mother and my dad
    I know it grieved them so to think their only boy went bad

    I fell in with an outlaw band, their names were known quite well
    How many times we robbed and plundered, I could never tell
    This kind of sinful living, leads only to a fall
    I learned that much and more the night I heard my Master’s call
    One night we rustled cattle, a thousand head or so
    And started then out on the trail that leads to Mexico
    When a norther started blowing and lightning flashed about
    I thought someone was calling me, I thought I heard a shout
    Then at that moment lightning struck not twenty yards from me
    And left there was a giant cross where once there was a tree
    This time I knew I heard a voice, a voice so sweet and strange
    A voice that came from everywhere, a voice that called my name
    So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I’d done
    I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run
    The cattle they stampeded, were running all around
    My pony ran but stumbled and it threw me to the ground
    I felt the end was near, that death would be the price
    When another bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ
    And I cried oh Lord forgive me, don’t let it happen now
    I want to live for you alone, Oh God these words I vow
    My wicked past unfolded and I thought of wasted years
    When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers
    And the others rushed on by me and I was left to live
    The Master had a reason, life is his to take or give
    A miracle performed that night, I wasn’t meant to die
    The dead ones formed a barricade nearly six or seven high
    And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound
    I cried in vain for mercy kneeling there upon the ground
    A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free
    No more to fear the angry waves upon life’s stormy seas
    Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain
    I learned that much and more the night the Saviour called my name


  • Tory Lanez – Dopeman Go (The New Toronto 2 Mixtape)

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

    [Verse 1]
    Bought the Wraith I said fuck the Ghost
    Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
    She from Mexico right off the gulf
    She not just the bitch, that bitch the plug
    Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
    I fuck all the bitches that make bitches get low
    .30 in my pants, I got a stallo
    I just made enough to buy a Lambo
    I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
    My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
    Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
    To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
    Bustin’ out the lows
    I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
    I dropped outta school couldn’t pass the SATs
    Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
    I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
    I done lost bets and told em niggas I ain’t know
    I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
    Someone please find me the dope man

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

    [Verse 2]
    She just wanna party with the dough
    Double that Barcardi with the coke
    She just wanna fuck and nothing more
    I’m just making sure you up to go
    Talking backwoods then I’m up again
    She won’t lemme fuck then I’ma fuck her friend
    Scoreboard bitch I’m up 10
    I’ma need some head to get me up again
    Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
    Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
    Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
    A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
    Poppin’ with the bands
    I have no intention of spliting this shit no one but my mans
    Bitch up in the trenches with the poncho
    Still got a nine like I’m Rondo

    [Bridge]
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    Do you know the dope man? I need some more
    I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
    I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go
    Dope man, dope man, dope
    Dope man, dope man, go

    [Hook]
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
    I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
    Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
    And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby


  • Lana Del Rey – Super Movie

    Drop me off at the Copacabana
    You my one true love, aren’t you man, ah?
    I’m your little super 8 movie
    You know I’m in love with ya truly, yeah
    So when baby if you
    Don’t get down (ah ah ah)
    Don’t get down

    Spin me round kiss me in your Chevrolet
    I love you more with each and everyday
    Its finally time to make a safe get away
    I could not be happier
    Drop me off Santo Casino
    I got an idea, why don’t we go to Mexico?
    Like we said we would and you don’t want to
    But I think, I think it’d be good for you, Billy
    You never want to do nothing anymore than die
    Remember the days when you used to sway and you’d

    Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet
    I love you more with each and everyday
    It’s finally time to make a safe get away
    I love you baby

    What happened to us me and you?
    I was funny once and you were funny too
    One day we woke up and we found we had grew
    And only I wasn’t me
    I had come out blue
    And you, I don’t know what to make of you
    You’re not a color, you’re more of a shape
    Of your former self, like they say babe

    I remember the days when you’d

    Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet
    I love you more with each and everyday
    And I’ll continue always to keep that way

    Yellow, red or blue
    Don’t matter to me if you don’t matter to you
    We just keep on trucking and see what we do and
    I remember every way that you loved me baby

    Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet, top down
    Howlin’ Vegas all the way
    We almost had it all didn’t we baby ah ha ha


  • The Lox – Secure The Bag (feat. Gucci Mane & Infa-Red) (Filthy America/ It’s Beautiful Album)

    [Intro: DJ Khaled]
    Secure the bag
    It’s a cold world, bundle up
    You better protect the bag
    Don’t ever play yourself
    Make sure that Y hit
    Make sure that safe is safe
    Key word, make sure
    Brace yourself as I introduce you to The LOX
    Secure the bag alert

    [Hook: Infa-Red]
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga

    [Verse 1: Jadakiss]
    Yeah, I’m just waiting for that coke to dry up
    I need that first half ‘fore I even ‘pose to fly it
    It ain’t nothing worse than dealing with these fake promoters
    All these super cops that’s out here tryna make they quota
    As far as the pie, I need a slice and I’m good for the day
    It’s in my blood so I was naturally good with the yay
    You can lose your life in the hood for a day
    You know me, I count it twice then I put it away
    Yeah, bring some woods and some vanillas through
    We chain smoking, haze cookies and guerilla glue
    Money right, they glad that it’s pure
    Nothing else matters as long as the bag is secure

    [Hook: Infa-Red]
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke nigga

    [Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
    My flow is strong so my money long, you can tell the way that I wear it
    I ain’t work this hard to give you my bread, fuck out of here I don’t wanna hear it
    My show’s lit, I gots houses shit, I got more than sneaker money on me
    I just stack my bread and use my head, you can ask the niggas that know me
    But I pop for my bottom line, bang, and I don’t even wear no flag
    I just wait outside till you come home drunk just to secure that bag
    Rubber grip on my Glock, shells all in my pump
    I look good as shit but I’m an old head, who the fuck you talking to chump?
    I got 10 bitches that’s bad, so tell ’em why you mad
    You broke as fuck and you watching me, nigga that ain’t chasing no bag
    Get on instagram and brag, you ain’t never had jet lag
    You ain’t make it home and gotta leave back out just to secure that bag hah

    [Hook: Infa-Red]
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga

    [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
    It’s Gucci Mane and D-Block and we really sell dope
    But don’t quote me bitch cause I might slit your damn throat
    I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna stay afloat
    And I won’t never-ever-ever-ever-ever go broke
    I take the good with the bad, I can even sell trash
    I’m a magician with the chopper, I cut your body in half
    I got balls made of brass, she got a basketball ass
    And I gotta secure the bag, I got a 20 foot stash
    And I’m laughing with the money bitch, she finer than me
    The money that they think they getting, that ain’t no money to me
    I gotta shout out my connect, that shit was fronted to me
    I had to run the money back, that shit was punted to me, Wop

    [Hook: Infa-Red]
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke nigga

    [Verse 4: Styles P]
    Bag coming, secure the shit
    Caught a nice lick knocking off the purest shit
    That Medellin on some torah shit
    Waiting for the plug to come just so I can score some shit
    Jefe come, jefe go
    Let my little esse know we gon’ go hit Mexico
    We gon’ get this bag like it’s gas, like it’s Texaco
    Got a stash house in BK, right on Meserole
    JFK, bag landing
    Laguardia, it’s a bag landing
    You can be the man but not the last standing
    Niggas wild as Taliban, all my niggas blast scammers

    [Hook: Infa-Red]
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga


  • The LOX feat. Infa-Red & Gucci Mane – Secure The Bag Lyrics

    (Intro – DJ Khaled)
    Secure the bag
    It’s a cold world, bundle up
    You better protect the bag
    Don’t ever play yourself
    Make sure that Y hit
    Make sure that safe is safe
    Key word, make sure
    Brace yourself as I introduce yourself to The LOX
    Secure the bag alert

    (Chorus – Infa-Red)
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

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    (Verse 1 – Jadakiss)
    Yeah, I’m just waiting for that coke to dry up
    I need that first half before I even post to fly it
    It ain’t nothing worse than dealing with these fake promoters
    All these….out here tryna make they quota
    Need a slice and I’m good for the day
    It’s in my blood so I was naturally good with the yay
    You can lose your life in the hood for a game
    You know me, I count it twice then I put it away
    Yeah, bring some woods and some vanillas through
    We chain smoking, haze cookies and guerilla glue
    Money right, they glad that it’s pure
    Nothing else matters as long as the bag is secure

    (Chorus – Infa-Red)
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

    (Verse 2 – Sheek Louch)
    My flow is strong so my money long, you can tell the way I wear it
    I ain’t work this hard to give you my bread, f**k out of here I don’t wanna hear it
    My show’s lit, I gots houses s**t, I got more than sneaker money on me
    I just stack my bread and use my head, you can ask the ni**as that know me
    But I pop for my bottom line, bang, and I don’t even wear no flag
    I just wait outside till you come home drunk just to secure that bag
    Rubber grip on my Glock, shells all in my pump
    I look good as s**t but I’m an old head, who the f**k you talking to chump?
    I got 10 bi**hes that’s bad, so tell em why you mad
    You broke as f**k and you watching me, ni**a that ain’t chasing no bag
    You don’t instagram and brag, you ain’t never had jet lag
    You ain’t make it home and gotta leave back out just to secure that bag hah

    (Chorus – Infa-Red)
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

    (Verse 3 – Gucci Mane)
    It’s Gucci Mane and D-Block and we really sell dope
    But don’t quote me bi**h cause I might slit your damn throat
    I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna stay afloat
    And I won’t never, ever, ever, ever go broke
    I take the good with the bad, I can even sell trash
    I’m a magician with the chopper, I cut your body in half
    I got balls made of brass, she got a basketball ass
    And I gotta secure the bag, I got a 20 foot stash
    And I’m laughing with the money bi**h, she finer than me
    The money that they think they getting, that ain’t no money to me
    I gotta shout out my connect, that s**t was fronted to me
    I had to run the money back, that s**t was punted to me, Wop

    (Chorus – Infa-Red)
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

    (Verse 4)
    Bag coming, secure the s**t
    Caught a nice lick knocking off the purest s**t
    That man…on some torah s**t
    Waiting for the plug to come just so I can score some s**t
    Jefe come, jefe go
    Let my little esse know we gon go hit Mexico
    We gon get this bag like it’s gas, like it’s Texaco
    Got a stash house in BK, right on
    JFK, bag landing
    Laguardia, it’s a bag landing
    You can be the man but not the last standing
    Ni**as wild as Taliban, all my ni**as black skinned

    (Chorus – Infa-Red)
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
    Secure the bag, secure the bag
    Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a