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  • Killy – Sailor Moon Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Ooh, ah
    FREAKEY!
    Ooh, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Bad bitch lean on me (Me), like Sailor Moon (Moon)
    SRT hit the streets (Vroom), it’s made for two (Skrrt, yeah)
    She wanna drink all of my lean, get chopped and screwed (Yeah, yeah)
    She thinks my life so cool, she gon’ do whatever we do (Ever we do)
    When I’m gone, stay inside, lil’ bitch (Inside, lil’ bitch)
    We was off and on, got no time for shit (No, no, no)
    No hold on, wipe your eyes real quick (No, no, no, no, no)
    Let’s get lost and forget and get high for this (High)

    [Verse]
    Bad with an attitude, she so damn moody (Huh, what?!)
    VVS bust down face, I’m sabertoothin’ (Huh, woo)
    She speakin’ to me in tongues and I might be fluent (No)
    I’m suited and booted, my head in the clouds, and my mind where the moon is (No)

    I gave my all and it’s all I know
    When you at the top, you gon’ fall, we won’t
    f*ck all of my ops, I hope they die slow (f*ck ’em)
    Icy, I’ma frost and my heart so cold (Brr, ayy)

    [Chorus]
    Bad bitch lean on me (Me), like Sailor Moon (Moon)
    SRT hit the streets (Vroom), it’s made for two (Skrrt, yeah)
    She wanna drink all of my lean, get chopped and screwed (Yeah, yeah)
    She thinks my life so cool, she gon’ do whatever we do (Ever we do)
    When I’m gone, stay inside, lil’ bitch (Inside, lil’ bitch)
    We was off and on, got no time for shit (No, no, no)
    No, hold on, wipe your eyes real quick (No, no, no, no, no)
    Let’s get lost and forget and get high for this (High)

    [Outro]
    High
    FREAKEY!, FREAKEY!
    FREAKEY!


  • Meek Mill – Make It Work (Priorities 5 Album) letras

    [Intro: Meek Mill]
    I used to want all that shit, now I got it
    I gotta think of some more shit to want, nigga
    Oh!

    [Hook: Meek Mill]
    I used to want a quarter bird ’til I got me a brick
    I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
    I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
    You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin’ that shit
    Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
    She ridin’ waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
    Surfboard, surfboard
    She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

    [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
    I used to really want that hoe until I hit from the back
    I started trappin’, no hands, tried to get me a pack
    I took my talents to South Philly, had to get me a sack
    You niggas know you fuck around, Meek Milly gettin’ you whacked
    I used to want a pound of weed, I started flippin’ that crack
    Sellin’ that dope, I went through hell bein’ broke
    A nigga called me, say he got it, I say front me in four
    And he ain’t heard from me since and now he smellin’ the smoke
    You fuckboy! Fuckboy!
    Niggas hatin’, I’m like what the fuck for?
    I’m in the 6, I’m ridin’ with a plus 4
    She a 10, I fuck her and all her friends, pussy nigga

    [Hook: Meek Mill]
    I used to want a quarter bird ’til I got me a brick
    I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
    I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
    You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin’ that shit
    Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
    She ridin’ waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
    Surfboard, surfboard
    She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

    [Verse 2: Wale]
    Nigga, so tired of these lame niggas
    Keep changin’ on you like late winter
    Springin’ on you for a hoe or somethin’
    My coat season and game different
    Self made, self made nigga
    Well dressed, well paid nigga
    I daredevil err’day, nigga
    Like Hell’s Kitchen and faint vision, oh Lord!
    Tell them niggas I’ma need a minute
    Undefeated, young sneaker nigga
    Hundred deep, you never see a nigga
    Hennessy in moderation
    But my niggas drinkin’ like them Black Ink niggas
    Hah, Dutch Ceaser nigga
    Meanin’ I cut and leaf a nigga
    Get it? That’s leavin’, nigga
    Scissors, clippers, please forgive me
    Real nigga, hoes around me
    Take bitches, repeat offender
    Ho, ho, please don’t let me
    No, no, Easter pinkin’
    I done prayed the rappers get the Actavis
    So they can all go back to just sleepin’ on me

    [Hook: Meek Mill]
    I used to want a quarter bird ’til I got me a brick
    I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
    I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
    You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin’ that shit
    Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
    She ridin’ waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
    Surfboard, surfboard
    She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it

    [Verse 3: Rick Ross]
    Niggas lookin’ at me when I step into the party
    It’s the 50 millionaire, mothafuckin’ Don Dada
    All my niggas on coke, all these bitches on molly
    Half my niggas do both, you better get yourself some money
    Catchin’ feelings when I pull up in it…. rrrk!
    Bad bitch, she a stripper, now she gettin’ spinach
    Now follow me, Balenciagas like they’re Nikes, nigga
    Fine bitches in the club, all wifeys, nigga
    Now follow me, back to back, we in the Wraith, dog
    Parkin’ lot, chicken wings, then we skatin’ off
    Still headbussin’ bitches, now I break you off
    And if a nigga step to me, I’ll break the law
    Now follow me, front your boy and I’ma make you work
    If I got the bitch a purse, she had to make it twerk
    Nigga, ridin’ through the city, I remain alert
    Cause these niggas full of envy and they tend to lurk

    [Hook: Meek Mill]
    I used to want a quarter bird ’til I got me a brick
    I used to want that SRT until I hopped in the Benz
    I used to really want that hoe until she hopped on my dick
    You niggas said they wanted war, we started droppin’ that shit
    Like oh Lord, oh Lord!
    She ridin’ waves, I tell your bitch to surfboard
    Surfboard, surfboard
    She want the money, tell that hoe to work for it