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  • Juice WRLD – That’s a 50 Lyrics

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    [Intro: Juice WRLD]
    Oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh (Oh, oh)
    Oh, ho (Oh)
    Yeah

    [Chorus: Juice WRLD]
    Bank account on 50 (Uh)
    My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
    Bank account on 50 (Uh)
    My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah, yeah), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah, yeah)
    Groupies showin’ me love, they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh, huh)
    If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh, huh)
    Bank account on 50 (Uh, huh)
    My clip hold like 50 (Uh, huh)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, huh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)

    [Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
    Bank account on 50
    I ain’t talkin’ 50 thousand
    I get your girl so damn wet, her pussy like a fountain
    In the club I got my .40, nigga, fuck a bouncer
    That lil’ bitch a basketball the way her ass be bouncin’
    Ya dig, the lil’ bitch gon’ swallow my kids
    If you fuck with me, or with my money
    I promise you we gon’ be up in your crib
    Uh, yeah, we runnin’ in your shit, no runnin’ out
    Yeah, my money long, it ain’t no runnin’ out
    Run it up, run it up, on they ass
    Get the cash, secure the bag, secure the bag, make it fast
    Chi-Town put it on the map, put it on the map like a Jordan fan
    Choppa like a fan, burn ’em like a tan
    Bro gon’ kill your mans (Ah)
    So I ain’t gon’ fight your man
    It’s a wrap when I come through, no saran
    I’ma pull his bitch like a card from a poker hand
    Bullets flyin’, make ’em dance
    Hokey Pokey on they ass

    [Chorus: Juice WRLD & Playboi Carti]
    Bank account on 50
    My clip hold like 50
    That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
    Bank account on 50
    My clip hold like 50
    That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, yeah)
    Groupies showin’ me love (What up), they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh, hold up, yeah)
    If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh)
    Bank account on 50 (Uh, I put them racks up)
    My clip hold like 50 (Uh, I put them racks up)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, I got a bag), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)

    [Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
    50 round drum gon’ burst
    Double Cs all on her purse
    Ain’t tryna fuck with no Perky
    Bitch can’t fuck on the Perk
    Big Backwood that sherbet
    Smokin’ that herb
    I dress like this on purpose
    You know I got work
    Ridin’ ’round town with the Birkin
    .38 Glock
    Ridin’ ’round town with a Birkin
    Watch your motherfuckin’ flop
    Don’t fuck with no cops
    Never can’t fuck with no cop
    Poppin’, gon’ shoot at a cop
    Poppin’, gon’ shoot at a opp
    Beanbags all I did
    Like a motherfuckin’ lot
    Wanna’ try me and my friend?
    Get hit off the block
    Hellcat ridin’ ’round the block (Slatt)
    Juice spit [?] get popped (Yeah)

    [Chorus: Juice WRLD &Playboi Carti]
    Bank account on 50
    My clip hold like 50 (Hold up, yeah)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
    Bank account on 50 (I put them racks up)
    My clip hold like 50 (I put them racks up)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (I got a bag), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
    Groupie showin’ me love, they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh)
    If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh)
    Bank account on 50 (Uh)
    My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
    That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)


  • The Warning – Survive lyrics

    Don’t come to me saying that you cared
    That I was the one who was never there
    Don’t come with your lies in the air
    You keep blaming me and it ain’t fair
    Don’t come telling me that you worried
    That I’ll be hurting if you’re gone
    Don’t come to me saying that you’re sorry
    Your words mean nothing
    Your words mean nothing at all
    Whoa-oh

    You said that we were gonna be together
    Forever and ever
    And now I’m lying on the floor
    With my broken heart and all
    Oh Oh-oh…oh-oh….oh-oh…oh-oh
    You said that I was the one in your dreams
    That your heart belonged to me
    Now I believe I must move on
    Because I think you won’t come home
    Come home

    Ohhhhh I know I will survive
    Even if you’re not by my side
    Think this time I’ll say goodbye

    Don’t come to me saying that you cared
    That I was the one who was never there
    Don’t come with your lies in the air
    You keep blaming me and it ain’t fair
    Don’t come telling me that you worried
    That I’ll be hurting if you’re gone
    Don’t come to me saying that you’re sorry
    Your words mean nothing
    Your words mean nothing at all
    Whoa-oh

    You said that we were perfect for each other
    That I was like no other
    I never knew this was a game
    That when I lose I’d be replaced
    Oh-oh…oh-oh…oh-oh….oh-oh
    You said that you were gonna keep your promise
    Of loving me always
    But now I know that it ain’t true
    And I’m so glad that I left you, left you

    Ohhhhh I know I will survive
    Even if you’re not by my side
    Think this time I’ll say goodbye

    Don’t come to me saying that you cared
    That I was the one who was never there
    Don’t come with your lies in the air
    You keep blaming me and it ain’t fair
    Don’t come telling me that you worried
    That I’ll be hurting if you’re gone
    Don’t come to me saying that you’re sorry
    Your words mean nothing
    Your words mean nothing at all

    Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh (x6)


  • Laurel – Hurricane letras

    Just off the coast the waves are crashin’
    Sirens call us to the rocks

    Everywhere the lights are flashin’
    Maybe we have fallen
    Maybe we should call the whole thing off

    This is dangerous
    But we need to feel the rush

    I keep sayin’ I can’t keep playin’ this game, this game
    But I keep finding myself inside of the same the same
    Hurricane
    Oh Oh Oh

    The wind is swirling all around us
    We watch all the worlds collide
    But maybe this is where the love is
    Baby wrap around me, keep me safe and sound inside

    This is dangerous
    But we need to feel the rush

    I keep sayin I can’t keep playin this game, this game
    But I keep finding myself inside of the same ol same
    Hurricane

    Watch all the stars align
    Light up a warning sign
    We can keep each other warm
    It takes me and you
    We can make it through
    We are the eye of this Perfect Storm

    I keep sayin I can’t keep playin this game, this game
    But I keep finding myself inside of the same ol same
    I keep sayin I can’t keep playin this game, this game
    But I keep finding myself inside of the same ol same
    Hurricane
    Oh Oh
    Hurricane