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  • Wiz Khalifa – Taste Freestyle Lyrics

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    [Verse]
    Fuck them corny niggas, best believe we get it poppin’
    I just gotta talk, I’m clumsy so I’ll probably drop it
    Go figure, gettin’ money so they try to stop it
    I pull out a knot that’s thicker than your father’s wallet
    Always had to work, all my nigga from the projects
    Ballin’, no alert, nope, we don’t do no gossip
    Too much for my shit, bro, I don’t do no moshpits
    She with me, she gettin’ flipped like a fuckin’ socket
    Doobie in my shirt, ‘nother OZ in my pants
    Ice on my hands, melt it, help you water plants
    Yours never dance, eyes like I’m from Japan
    In my Benz, gettin’ fried like I come from France
    Money too wide for a rubber band
    Runnin’ in, tryna cure the hate that they sufferin’
    From underneath the sun, tryn’ catch a tan
    Tour all summer, now I’m home hittin’ [?] again
    Gettin’ fresh, hundred mil, nuttin’ less
    Give me brain, pass the test
    Smell the strain, they impressed
    Ma, rest, told me “Change my address”
    Always aim for the neck, if you miss, hit the chest
    I’m well known for showin’ them shit they didn’t know
    But if you Snapchatting or Instagramming, you gotta go
    There ain’t no one else like me that’s in the game
    Lightening in my chain, I’m icy as hockey games
    Need a real one that don’t like me ’cause of the fame
    Hold my team down like a fight before the bell ring
    Ain’t no refund when you cop, so what you payin’?
    Ain’t no details for the cops so what you sayin’?
    You went from food to starvation ’cause y’all hatin’
    See what I got? That’s all patience and God’s amazing
    See what I came out of dawg? That should be motivation
    Now all I think about’s broad chasing and car racing
    Money so long, my arm shaking, the foreign banking
    I’m off the shore, flow so hot, I could spar with Satan
    I open doors with my voice so [?] my face is
    Rollie mixed race, got a big face
    Gotta get cake, brought a big plate
    Prada windbreak, thought I went late
    Now that Benz skate, down the interstate
    How’d I get great? Not a mistake


  • Gunplay – Cocaine Lyrics

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    [Verse 1]
    Uh
    Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail
    Cocaine don’t be buying bitches shit, no purse, no weave, no nails
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    Play that fork like a sport, all my Pyrexes nort
    I whip on that white bitch, like she stole and got caught
    A buck fifty a gram, tie and triple up, champ
    Cracker keep on complaining and still copped it and scram
    Y’all know me, turn 3.5 to 9 OZ’s
    9 whole keys get yo safe token, combo seized
    When I whooped that life sentence, thought they let El Chapo free
    I read that statement, I said “Oh hell no not my co-d”
    Cocaine in my fingernail, cocaine all in my nostril
    Cocaine make me hostile, now go get me my Mossberg
    Cocaine got my image tainted, but that Chevy painted
    Trap, low dip out, fuck em, left em waiting

    [Hook 1]
    Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail
    Just the other day I lost a brick of cocaine in the mail
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live

    [Verse 2]
    Yayo buy me fillet mignon, yayo got my payroll looking up, A1
    Yayo on my tongue and imma say what I want (fuck the police)
    Yayo with me on the run right next to the drum
    Yayo know some creole speaking niggas with guns
    Yayo get you wheels with ones with trunks in the front
    Yayo everywhere (all in my crib)
    Yayo everywhere (in my car)
    Oh hell yea (oh hell nah)
    I’m that one behind that steering wheel
    Yayo come with silencers and islands and all kinda shit
    Same yayo had him pointing on some “Yea that’s him your honor” shit
    Yayo got him bodied, but I got a Maserati
    Yayo paid the shooter, move smooth (ladi dadi)

    [Hook 2]
    Cocaine got me out jail, cocaine paid my bail
    Cocaine don’t be buying bitches shit, no purse, no weave, no nails
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    Cocaine put me on my feet but got my momma losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They hit the door up with a warrant, but I was on a tour
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    (Now my momma), losing sleep
    They showed up at the crib, but that’s just how we live


  • Moneybagg Yo – No Filter Lyrics

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    [Intro]
    Tay Keith, this too hard, Tay Keith, this too hard
    Hey

    [Chorus]
    We got loads like a Mexican (A1)
    Good dope, I recommend (Yup)
    In the mix so you know I blend (Turn up)
    FaceTime Gates, bitch, we in
    Henny get her open, then that pussy, she poppin’ it
    We be at it like a porno, ask about me, I’m choppin’ shit
    When it’s up there then it’s stuck there, ain’t no way you can stop the shit
    Off the road to the hood, my lil’ niggas been droppin’ shit
    I’m talkin’ with no filter (Yeah)
    Sucked on me then I kissed her (Mwah)
    She ain’t shit with no filter (Nope)
    Big Backwood got no filter (Go up)

    [Verse 1]
    They be on me, I don’t do the choosing
    Fucking on twins, this shit get confusing
    Bitches be low-key junkies, beggin’
    How you turn me down knowin’ you ready?
    Tax time, you couldn’t wait to get heavy
    Ran through it, now you broke like the levee
    Shit kinda old, you really just reachin’
    Alexa, play Rocko, “We Ain’t Goin’ Steady” (At all)
    Red bottom my slippers (They slimy)
    I can’t help but bleed in ’em, crime scene in ’em
    Hibachi my drip (My drip)
    These here Japanese denim, plenty cheese in ’em
    What’s a drink infection?
    A double cup, fill this shit up with OZ’s in it
    Her pussy was fat but she anorexic
    Then she wipe her eyes when I skeet in ’em (Woah)
    No question what NuNu gon’ do (Why?)
    I can vouch for my lil’ fool (Sing it)
    I’m at a warehouse with dope in the tool
    I get it back then I’m bustin’ a move (Score)

    [Chorus]
    We got loads like a Mexican (A1)
    Good dope, I recommend (Yup)
    In the mix so you know I blend (Turn up)
    FaceTime Gates, bitch, we in
    Henny get her open, then that pussy, she poppin’ it
    We be at it like a porno, ask about me, I’m choppin’ shit
    When it’s up there then it’s stuck there, ain’t no way you can stop the shit
    Off the road to the hood, my lil’ niggas been droppin’ shit
    I’m talkin’ with no filter (Yeah)
    Sucked on me then I kissed her (Mwah)
    She ain’t shit with no filter (Nope)
    Big Backwood got no filter (Go up)

    [Verse 2]
    Me goin’ broke, that’s highly unlikely
    Came with you, but lookin’ ’round here, this ho like me
    She go both ways, her friend like her wifey
    Ayy, let’s have a triple threat, meds that excite me
    Coupe do the dash, I vanish (I’m gone)
    Might have a warrant, outstanding (I don’t know)
    You see the laws, don’t panic (Don’t do that)
    Watchin’ them babies, no nanny (Stay focused)
    Turkey bag, it ain’t a sack good (Sack)
    Tryna fit an ounce in a Backwood (Never)
    Got a church girl hollerin’ Bread Gang (Hah)
    She ain’t seen the slums but she act hood (Act like)
    Gangster and you knew that
    Know you wanna walk up, don’t do that
    Big old diamonds, where my tooth at?
    AMG Benz, I just coupe that
    I just blew that while you do that
    Hit my label then recoup that (Right back)
    Can’t nobody stop me from poppin’ it
    I drop a money bag on an opposite, hey

    [Chorus]
    We got loads like a Mexican (A1)
    Good dope, I recommend (Yup)
    In the mix so you know I blend (Turn up)
    FaceTime Gates, bitch, we in
    Henny get her open, then that pussy, she poppin’ it
    We be at it like a porno, ask about me, I’m choppin’ shit
    When it’s up there then it’s stuck there, ain’t no way you can stop the shit
    Off the road to the hood, my lil’ niggas been droppin’ shit
    I’m talkin’ with no filter (Yeah)
    Sucked on me then I kissed her (Mwah)
    She ain’t shit with no filter (Nope)
    Big Backwood got no filter (Go up)


  • G-EAZY – Legend lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah
    I’m back drinking whiskey
    OZ on the beat, yeah

    [Hook]
    (I-I)
    Needed a reason to go off I think I found one (I think I found one!)
    Don’t know what legend is until you been around one (Been around one!)
    We poppin’ champagne on a jet, think I been wildin’ (you’re wild!)
    Bottle after bottle, I just drank a gallon (yee! yee!)
    Since I was young they say that boy he got some talent (he’s good!)
    I put some gold up on my teeth and my medallion (bling!)
    My favorite time of day, the name my second album (yeah)
    The sun go down it’s like a monster just came out him
    Yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I just wanna chill and tuck off with a bad one
    Man, y’all be stressing me, ah, f*ck I need a Valium
    I remember when I first made thirty thousand
    And now I spent that on some dinner, eat Italian (linguine!)
    We really did it, bruh, we came up from the bottom
    It’s what is, I swear I see it how I call it
    I swear you’re lookin’ like a L, you’re not far from it
    And I just go into the booth and then I vomit
    The neighbors knocking, all complaining bout the volume
    I bought the house, bitch I don’t understand the problem
    They bite the swag off, stealing juice, I swear they robbin’
    I swear my lifestyle ’97 Dennis Rodman

    [Hook]
    (I-I)
    Needed a reason to go off I think I found one (I think I found one!)
    Don’t know what legend is until you been around one (Been around one!)
    We poppin’ champagne on a jet, think I been wildin’ (you’re wild!)
    Bottle after bottle, I just drank a gallon (yee! yee!)
    Since I was young they say that boy he got some talent (he does!)
    I put some gold up on my teeth and my medallion (bling!)
    My favorite time of day, the name my second album (yeah)
    The sun go down it’s like a monster just came out him
    Yeah

    [Verse 2]
    I just want to pull off in that Testarossa (Vroom!)
    I just sent a text and then that bitch came over (hi!)
    Man, I be faded, faded, rarely am I sober (I’m gone!)
    And you ain’t got it, you a muthaf*ckin’ poser (bitch!)
    She wanna f*ck, eeh, I’m not mad at it
    It’s all right there, man, you just gotta go and grab it (yah!)
    I text I want her, then I fly her like Aladdin (woo!)
    But if she ain’t the baddest, then I put her in ??? (sorry)
    They follow me at the party, I walk around it
    Like, “Is it me, or did this room just get crowded?” (f*ck off)
    And they’s some sixes up in here, like who allowed in? (who?)
    She thinks she’s got a chance, I really f*ckin’ doubt it

    [Hook]
    (I-I)
    Needed a reason to go off I think I found one (I think I found one!)
    Don’t know what legend is until you been around one (Been around one!)
    We poppin’ champagne on a jet, think I been wildin’ (you’re wild!)
    Bottle after bottle, I just drank a gallon (yee! yee!)
    Since I was young they say that boy he got some talent (he does!)
    I put some gold up on my teeth and my medallion (bling!)
    My favorite time of day, the name my second album (yeah)
    The sun go down it’s like a monster just came out him
    Yeah

    [Outro]
    Dr. Jekyll & Mr Hyde, yeah
    Yeah
    Woo!
    Yee!
    Ha ha ha


  • DRAM – I Have a Dream Lyrics

    [Intro: DRAM & 24hrs]
    Hey, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
    Yeah, yeah
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey hey
    OZ on the beat, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I had a dream that I could be
    Riding clean down the boulevard
    Of Martin Luther King
    And I had a dream
    That my whole team
    Got their diamond rings
    Phantom down the street
    Not just two or three
    I had a dream that you and me
    Could live in peace
    Get a piece of the pie
    Like a bakery
    I had a dream that used to be
    Why it used to be cause
    Every dream I had came true to me

    [Chorus]
    Hey hey hey believe me you
    Dreams do come true
    Say hey hey hey
    I got the proof
    Dreams do come true

    [Verse 2]
    I had a dream that a limousine
    Full of pretty things
    Pulled up on me to go on
    Shopping sprees
    I had a dream that after we split
    Hella cheese we went to pick up Mo
    By the liquor store
    I had a dream that we had some drinks
    Then we – hit the scene fresh as Listerine
    As fresh with [breathmint?] teeth
    I had a dream that used to be
    What it used to be cause
    Every dream I had came true to me

    [Chorus]
    Hey hey hey believe me you
    Dreams do come true
    Say hey hey hey
    I got the proof
    Dreams do come true


  • Trap Beckham – Backwoods

    [Chorus]
    Walk in with that sack on me
    Big backwood no black on me
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ

    [Verse 1]
    Big backwood no black on me
    No Kodak but I be smoking broccoli
    I get Too turned up you can not talk to me
    I smell just like a forest, I got all the trees
    Take them down like that bitch right damn now
    Pass that round pass that round
    I’m so high my feet can’t even touch the ground
    Link up with the dope boys when I touch your town
    Wake and bake I wake up and bake a cake
    Take my cake then I pull up and break ya face
    Conversing with that backwood face to face
    I Hit that bitch and then I have a better day

    [Chorus]
    Walk in with that sack on me
    Big backwood no black on me
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ
    Big backwood no black on me
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ

    [Verse 2]
    I just bought a whole zip nigga
    Backwood to my lip nigga
    Got Henny let me take a sip with ya
    I came in with a fire pack
    Fixin to smoke them back to back to back
    Keep your cigarette and keep your black
    I got OG cookie I ain’t keeping that
    I’m santa claus how i keep the sack
    Rolling up a doobie
    Living like a movie
    Haters hating i ain’t seeing that
    Where i see them at imma leave them at
    My bitch bad feel like mike jack
    And my old hoes they dont like that
    If i pass you this loudpack
    Better hit this bitch and pass right back
    Smoking on that choking on that loud
    Got a nigga floating on that
    Your girl bust it open on that
    I can not stay focused on that
    Blame it on the gas
    Put me on ya ass
    I be with the green
    I ain’t talking grass
    You be really green, you look like the mask
    I ain’t smoking with ya if your smoking trash

    [Chorus]
    Walk in with that sack on me
    Big backwood no black on me
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Backwood backwood backwood backwood
    Breakin down OG
    I smokin out of OZ


  • Ab-Soul – D.R.U.G.S. Lyrics

    (Chorus – Ab-Soul & Mac Miller)
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help
    I say I love my mama, Lord knows I does
    I love my family, my cousins, that’s my blood
    I love this music, it come from up above
    I love my ni**as and I love my bi**hes
    I love everybody that’s listening
    If you rich or poor, so what?
    I love the whole world we living in
    Everything that’s living in it
    Trees down to the bugs
    Can’t forget about my plug
    Cause last but not least I love drugs
    I love drugs
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help

    (Verse 1 – Ab-Soul)
    They say the apple don’t fall far from the tree
    Apple a day, it keep the doctors away
    I wonder if my father got more faded than me
    But I can’t ask him, cause the doctors couldn’t save him, baby
    My mama clean as holy water, hallelujah
    We total opposites, I’m dirty as this Fanta mix
    We Qualitesters, we can’t find no Hi-Tech, I ain’t lying, ni**a
    Act stashed on the low for the high, ni**a
    Whole squad full of them codeine fiends
    OG by the OZ, and I still owe the weed man down the street
    Monster magic off them Xannies, I might have me one
    Mix it with the syrup, Perc on top of that
    Then I’ll be numb, if I don’t wake up, tell em

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    (Chorus – Ab-Soul)
    I love my mama, Lord knows I does
    I love my family, my cousins, that’s my blood
    I love this music, it come from up above
    I love my ni**as and I love my bitches
    I love everybody that’s listening
    If you rich or poor, so what?
    I love the whole world we living in
    And everything that’s living in it
    From the trees down to the bugs
    Can’t forget about my plug
    Cause last but not least I love drugs
    Last but not least I love drugs
    Purple still coming in

    (Verse 2 – Ab-Soul)
    Molly got me rolling, got me rolling, ni**a
    I got the sniffles, need a box of tissues Blow it!
    I got some issues, I ain’t talking about a newspaper
    Talking about the issues that come with this new paper
    My new bi**h in the next room in the nude, ni**a
    Broad day, blinds open see the view, ni**a?
    Cornea, so scarred can’t look myself up in the eyes
    But if I could I would say who is you, ni**a?
    What’s become of Herb III’s son?
    Wasn’t for these abortions I’d probably be on my third son
    That was they decision, for the record
    Just clearing my conscience
    That don’t make it better, ni**a
    You know I know better, ni**a

    (Chorus – Ab-Soul & Mac Miller)
    I love my mama, Lord knows I does
    I love my family, my cousins, that’s my blood
    I love this music, it come from up above
    I love my ni**as and I love my bi**hes
    I love everybody that’s listening
    If you rich or poor, so what?
    I love the whole world we living in
    And everything that’s living in it
    From the trees down to the bugs
    Can’t forget about my blood
    Cause last but not least I love drugs
    Last but not least I love drugs
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help
    I can’t help myself, I think I need some help

    (Bridge – Ab-Soul & Mac Miller)
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh
    Think I need some help
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
    I think I need some help
    Junky so fresh
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh, no
    I think I need some help
    I love my mama
    You ain’t never seen a junky so fresh, so fresh
    You ain’t never seen a junky
    Lords knows I does
    I think I need some help, I need some help
    I love my mama
    I need some help, I need some help
    Lord know I does
    Can you go find me some help?

    (Background speech – Doeburger)
    That’s what I’m saying
    That’s why you don’t need a Xan, cuz
    I said time flies didn’t you hear what I said?
    I said time flies
    Time flies, love fades
    Goddamn, man!

    (Verse 3 – Ab-Soul)
    Married to marijuana, addicted to cigarettes
    Codeine’s my concubine, cocaine confidant
    Adderall Admiral, absolutely, give Danny credit
    Perc 30 flow, exactly how Saudi said it
    Season pass to Xanny land, Hennessy in my piss
    Can’t forget I’m psychic off them psychedelics
    And for the kids looking up to me for what I’ve seen
    No, I don’t need any of these things to do anything
    Soul

    (Outro – Ab-Soul)
    All my brethren, I pray for your mercy
    And that you alleviate my pain
    You that dwell in the glory of God
    Listen to the sufferance of this
    Your humble servant
    Grant me health, well-being, and happiness
    Amen


  • Demrick & Dizzy Wright – Hundreds Of Thousands (Blaze With Us Mixtape)

    [Hook x2: Dizzy Wright]
    Two step with a blunt in my mouth
    Legendary stoner, I am one of them now
    I’m on tour, I’ve been running around
    I need hundreds and hundreds of thousands

    [Verse 1: Demrick]
    I need a hundred thousand fans with their hands up
    I take a hundred thousand gram for the bad times
    And use it to celebrate all these good days
    Maintain the same, there’s no way that I could change
    Made it out the hood fame, landed on the plane
    Out in LA where b-ro blessed me with the best strains
    That jet fuel flight get it over night
    Thirty-eight no debate, we don’t change the price
    And that Dizzy OG got me feeling right
    I’mma need an OZ just to feed the hype
    Best believe I got money on my mind
    Put that petty shit down to the side
    Light it up, one time

    [Hook x2: Dizzy Wright]
    Two step with a blunt in my mouth
    Legendary stoner, I am one of them now
    I’m on tour, I’ve been running around
    I need hundreds and hundreds of thousands

    [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
    The whole world want this marijuana legalized
    I just wanna make five-hundred K for the needed times
    The streets is mine, I seen this opening lane
    Now they’re smoking my strain, well now its time to open my shop
    Fuck it, I’m feeling motivated, love it or not
    Me and the homies finna give y’all homies something to watch
    I’m talking a hundred-thousand grams, that’s all
    Double up, plus four, I need my weed money back, plus more
    Yeah y’all know the deal, the realest that we ain’t giving up
    Look me and Demrick, we was plotting at the Denver Cup
    Now we on the road, legendary stoners getting stoned
    And none of my growers ever be in a rush
    Knew if you need it, go and get, just believe it first
    Marijuana for the people, keep the people first
    Maintain it to keep it, we all needed the work
    Dizzy OG for the G alert, as I hit my

    [Hook x2: Dizzy Wright]
    Two step with a blunt in my mouth
    Legendary stoner, I am one of them now
    I’m on tour, I’ve been running around
    I need hundreds and hundreds of thousands


  • OneRepublic – Kids lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Days when
    We’d fight, we’d fight ’til I would give in
    Yeah, perfect disasters
    We were reaching, reaching for the rafters

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And on most of the days we were searching for ways
    To get up and get out of the town that we were raised, yeah, Cause we were done
    I remember, we were sleeping in cars
    We were searching for OZ
    We were burning cigars
    With white plastics tips ’til we saw the sun
    And we said crazy things like
    [Chorus]
    I refuse to look back thinking days were better
    Just because they’re younger days
    I don’t know what’s ’round the corner
    Way I feel right now I swear we’ll never change
    Back when we were kids
    Swore we would never die
    You and me were kids
    Swear that we’ll never die

    [Verse 2]
    Lights down
    And we drive and we’re drivin’ just to get out
    Yeah, perfect disasters
    Yeah we were swinging, swinging from the rafters

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Hey, we were dancing in cars
    We were looking for ours
    We were naming the stars
    After people we knew ’til we had to go
    And we were saying things like

    [Chorus]
    I refuse to look back thinking days were better
    Just because they’re younger days
    I don’t know what’s ’round the corner
    Way I feel right now I swear we’ll never change
    Back when we were kids
    Swore we would never die
    You and me were kids
    Swear that we’ll never die

    [Bridge]
    Nights when we kept dancing
    Changing all our plans and
    Making every day a holiday
    Feel the years start burning
    City lights they’re turning
    Something ’bout this feels the same

    [Chorus]
    Back when we were kids
    Swore we would never die
    You and me were kids
    Swear that we’ll never die
    I refuse to look back thinking days were better
    Just because they’re younger days
    I don’t know what’s ’round the corner
    Way I feel right now I swear we’ll never change

    You and me were kids