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  • Ty Dolla $ign – Hottest in the City Lyrics

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    [Part I]

    [Intro: Juicy J]
    Play me some pimpin’ mane
    (Yeah, oh no, oh my)
    (Ohh)
    Yeah, mane, Ty what’s good mane?
    Onsight mane, when I see that bitch I’ma…

    [Verse 1: Juicy J]
    Beat the pussy like I’m Joe Jackson (Yeah, ho)
    Lick that pussy, stick that pussy, that’s the total package (Yeah, ho)
    Pretty brown skin geeked, late for all her classes
    ‘Cause we wasted half a hour gettin’ head in traffic (Yeah, ho)
    Made it rain on her, now that pussy extra splashin’ (Yeah, ho)
    In that thang soakin’ wet, I forgot my jacket (Yeah, ho)

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
    720S Mclaren, my shit go the fastest (Woo)
    Got a stain on my shirt from these Cookie ashes (Yeah, ho)
    New Versace denim, bust ’em with the cherry ashes (Yeah, ho)
    All she want is new Chanel and Celine glasses (Yeah, ho)
    Anything she want, anything she want (I’m buyin’ it)
    She want sushi, we fly out to Tokyo for lunch (For lunch?)

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
    Who the hottest in the city? (Now, who the hottest?)
    Who the hottest in the city? (Hottest, now, who the hottest?)
    Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah)
    Who the hottest in the city? (H-H-H-Hottest, yeah, ho)
    Ain’t no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (Now, who the hottest?)
    Ain’t no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (Now, who the hottest?)
    Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah, ho)
    Who the hottest in the city? (H-H-H-Hottest, yeah, ho)

    [Part II]

    [Intro: Project Pat]
    Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
    North Memphis, North Memphis
    North Memphis, North Memphis
    North Memphis, North Memphis
    North Memphis, North Memphis

    [Verse 1: Project Pat]
    SOSer, ain’t no panties under that dressa (Mmhmm)
    Nipple rings pokin’ through the shirt, tats on her neck-a
    Ass fat like a Mack truck, ready for a wrecka (Ayy)
    Rich nigga dick betta, come with a checka

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
    I might have to flex her, bust a Rollie on a bitch
    Promised her a Tesla if she swallow all the kids
    Hands on the dresser, she might let my dogs hit it
    That pussy stay wetta when it’s on a raw dick

    [Verse 3: Project Pat]
    Called her ass lit, at the club on that peach Crown (Mmm)
    Been a minute boo, ooh that pussy need a beat down (Mmm)
    Ritz-Carlton hotel, them sheets need a skeet down (Skeet, skeet)
    Ass wide, I got the gun, I had to hold the skreet down

    [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
    Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real (Ooh)
    Yeah she gon’ hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real
    Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me
    Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me
    Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (Bounce that), let me smack that (Yeah, ho)
    What you lookin’ at? (Yeah, ho, what you lookin’ at?)
    Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (Bounce that), let me smack that (Yeah, ho), I had fun with that (Woo)
    Onsight, onsight she know I need that (Bounce that)
    Onsight, onsight, like where the weed at? (Yeah, ho)
    Onsight, onsight, I cop it off the lot (Yeah, ho)
    Screaming “Free 03” til’ they let him out (Yeah, ho)


  • Zara Larsson – So Good lyrics

    (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro: Zara Larsson]
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is

    [Verse 1: Zara Larsson]
    My love is more potent
    Than anything in the cup that you’re holdin’
    One little taste will have you open
    Aye, I know you want some, you want some
    Too strong, no limits
    It’s not official, so take your time with it
    It go straight to your head, control your mind with it
    Aye, I know you want some, you want some

    [Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You know I’m the only one that gets you higher
    Gets you higher, babe
    And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
    Know I got it, babe

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You be stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    So you keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelin’s, all emotional
    My love, my love
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is…

    [Verse 2: Zara Larsson]
    My love ain’t runnin’ out
    Got a endless supply, there’ll never be a drought
    I put you to sleep, you’ll never leave the house
    Aye, I know you want, know you want some

    [Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You know I’m the only one that gets you higher
    Gets you higher, babe (high, babe)
    And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
    Know I got it, babe (you be)

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You be stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    So you keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelin’s, all emotional
    My love, my love
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is

    [Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
    (Dolla, Dolla $ign)
    Yeah, girl, your love so good, girl
    Got me comin’ back for seconds, what’s good, girl?
    Got me clearin’ out my schedule, tryna link up
    Girl, you know you ’bout to get that thang beat up
    When I pull up, you know what I came for
    Dolla lay the pipe, keep some dope D for you
    Put your body straight to sleep
    I got you wakin’ up thankin’ me

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson & Ty Dolla $ign]
    You be stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    You got me stuck on that, your love so good
    So you keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelin’s, all emotional (Oooh, yeah)
    My love, my love (My love)
    So good, so good, so good, so good (So good)
    You know my love is (Yeah)
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is


  • Dice SoHo – SSP (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Desiigner) lyrics

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone

    [Verse 1: Dice SoHo]
    Ayy, walk on the court smellin’ like gelato
    Bust down Rollie and I’m [?]
    Ice in my face ’cause I know it’s my time
    Cut the bitch off, she got outta line
    New bitch ass soft as a cushion
    Hoochies call me like, “We gotta keep pushin’”
    They tryna get time in the feds
    Shit fucked up, will chop off my head (hey)
    Remember school days with Brody and Lex
    I done had a couple homies that switched, I done see my pop break down a brick
    I just sent the hoe to break down a trick, ayy
    Now hand that’s puttin’ hand on the ground
    Mama trippin’, thought it wasn’t gon’ work
    My dog turn his back on me, that shit hurt
    Fuck it, I ain’t trippin’, she could be worse
    Hop in the drop top, while I skrrt
    I been a real nigga since birth (ayy, yeah)
    Ayy, Travis stopped fuckin’ with me ’cause of hoes
    Fuck it, it’s a lifestyle that I chose, that’s how it goes

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone

    [Verse 2: Desiigner]
    That’s how I [?] perform, uh
    I like to hold the chrome, yeah
    I feel like Macauley Culkin, uh
    I like it home alone, uh
    I’m from the hood where them niggas be trappin’ on the block
    And they trappin’ at home, uh
    First she had next, now break up, yeah
    Face down, ass up, legs up, yeah
    Face look pretty with no make up, yeah
    I look good, I stay up, yeah
    I count cash, no pay cut, yeah
    I cook crack, I bake up, yeah
    I took my service gone, uh
    I got a mobile phone, uh
    I’m trappin’ home alone, uh
    Nigga, I got a chrome

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone

    [Bridge: Dice SoHo]
    Woah, get the dough is all I know
    So, yeah, ’cause they gon’ hate regardless
    No love for these bitches, I’m heartless
    Secure the bag, that’s a goal, goal

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone
    Wrist turnt, sip syrup, smoke and purp’
    Pop a perc’, left her, savage gone
    Now we on, she was different back when we was home
    Keep it goin’, feds tappin’ on my mobile phone


  • Ashanti – Say Less (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & DJ Mustard)

    [Intro]
    Mustard on the beat, hoe

    [Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Pull up to the party (party)
    Jewels all on my body (my body)
    Your chick on my body (body)
    They can’t tell me nothing, no
    Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
    Ay, we gonna order more bottles
    And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

    [Chorus: Ashanti]
    Like get in my face, say less (say less)
    If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
    If he ain’t from the clique, say less
    Bitch, say less

    [Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Got my woes with me (with me)
    Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
    Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
    Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
    Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)
    This is your body
    Ain’t no way I could hide it
    I wanna be your top supplier
    Cause I’ll provide this all to you

    [Verse 1: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    To you, to you, to you, to you
    Cause I’ll provide this all
    Pull up to the party, party (yeah yeah)
    Jewels all on my body, my body
    Your chick on my body, body
    They can’t tell me nothing, no

    [Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Pull up to the party (party)
    Jewels all on my body (my body)
    Your chick on my body (body)
    They can’t tell me nothing, no
    Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
    Ay, we gonna order more bottles
    And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

    [Chorus: Ashanti]
    Like get in my face, say less (say less)
    If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
    If he ain’t from the clique, say less
    Bitch, say less

    [Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Got my woes with me (with me)
    Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
    Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
    Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
    Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)
    This is your body
    Ain’t no way I could hide it
    I wanna be your top supplier
    Cause I’ll provide this all to you

    [Verse 2: Ashanti]
    The only kind of love you’ll ever need, baby
    I’m the one you better know when you see it, baby
    Tell Ashanti got you weak in the knees, babe
    And you gon’ hit the homies next weekend
    Cause Imma put that good on you
    Like a woman should on you
    That new engine that could on you
    (Make that thing go, chugga chugga, chugga, chugga, chugga)

    [Bridge: Ashanti]
    I will give you everything you need, babe
    Everything you say
    And you can have everything on me
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Everything on me, yeah
    Mustard on the beat

    [Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Pull up to the party (party)
    Jewels all on my body (my body)
    Your chick on my body (body)
    They can’t tell me nothing, no
    Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
    Ay, we gonna order more bottles
    And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

    [Chorus: Ashanti]
    Like get in my face, say less (say less)
    If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
    If he ain’t from the clique, say less
    Bitch, say less

    [Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
    Got my woes with me (with me)
    Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
    Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
    Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
    Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)


  • Post Malone – Psycho (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though

    [Verse 1: Post Malone]
    You stuck in the friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
    Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
    Try to stuff it all in, but it don’t even fit, ayy
    Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
    I made my first million, I’m like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
    30 for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayy
    Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
    Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent’
    And I’m like "woah"
    Man, my dash so goddamn cold
    Diamonds weigh my teeth is sore
    I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh
    My money thick, won’t ever fold
    She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
    And I can never tell you no

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
    The AP goin’ psycho, my Rollie goin’ brazy
    We’re hittin’ lil’ mamas, she wanna have my babies
    Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky
    You should see the whip, promise I can take yo’ bitch
    Dolla ridin’ in an old school Chevy, it’s a drop top
    Boolin’ with a thot-thot, she gon’ give me top-top
    Just one swish, I can make the ass drop (ayy)
    Uh, take you to the smoke shop
    We gon’ get high, ayy, we gon’ hit Rodeo
    Dolla Valentino, we gon’ hit Pico
    Take you where I’m from, take you to the slums
    This ain’t happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
    Saint Laurent jean, still in my Vans though
    All VVSs, put you in a necklace
    Girl, you look beautiful tonight
    Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though


  • Zaytoven, Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih – What You Think (feat. OJ Da Juiceman)

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What you think this is?
    Uh, just doing 20 in the 110 (skrrt)
    Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
    Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
    Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
    Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
    Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
    Uh, what you think this is?
    Ooh, yeah
    What you think this is? Huh, huh

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    VVS the wrist, what you think this is?
    Brand new coupe outside, this a brand new vibe
    She love Dolla $ign, she know every line
    Yeah, what you think this is? Uh, uh (ooh, yeah)
    No pictures, bitch, what you think this is? (Ooh yeah)
    Diamond gold tint expensive, that’s just regular (ooh yeah)
    Do me wrong, I replace you, that’s just regular
    Ayy, woo, switch up on this bitch
    Ayy, Rollie got no tick
    Ayy, got it off a lick
    Ooh, ayy, she my first draft pick
    Ayy, if you bag my bitch
    Uh, you can have the bitch

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Ooh, ayy, what you think this is?
    Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
    Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
    Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
    Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
    Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
    Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
    Uh, what you think this is?
    Ooh, yeah
    What you think this is?

    [Verse 2: Jeremih]
    She gon’ bring a friend
    Ain’t no 1-on-1s
    What you think this is?
    I got whips outside
    Different color shit
    Timbs in your side
    [?]
    What you thought this was?
    Girl, I thought I told you, never fall with love
    Put some sauce on the shrimp
    Wipe me down, I’m a pimp
    Bankroll like a blimp
    Red ‘rari lookin’ rich
    Got the money comin’ in
    90s, 90s, ’96
    Puttin’ gas in the whip
    Don’t smoke no Reggie in the whip
    What the fuck you think this is?

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What you think this is?
    Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
    Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
    Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
    Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
    Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
    Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
    Uh, what you think this is?
    Ooh, yeah
    What you think this is?

    [Verse 3: OJ da Juiceman]
    I just did ’em bad, uh
    Brand new, paper tags, uh
    Flyin’ down 110 in a RT Jag
    I just blowed a bag, uh
    Can you do the math? Uh
    What you think this is? Uh
    Million dollar crib, uh
    Backyard, take a swim, uh
    Still trap again, uh
    Slam dunk, embrace, uh
    Like a border rim, uh
    Drop them zeroes in the water
    Swim, baby, swim, uh
    Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
    Jumpin’ out the gym

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    What you think this is?
    Uh, just doing 20 in the 110
    Ayy, ayy, don’t need no new friends
    Ayy, top me in the whip, just might crash the Benz
    Yeah, ooh, yeah, what you think this is?
    Ayy, I woke up this morning count a half a M, yeah
    Ooh, yeah, what you think this is? Yeah
    Uh, what you think this is?
    Ooh, yeah
    What you think this is?


  • DJ Mustard & Rjmrla – Is It Mine (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro]
    Games
    Mustard on the beat, hoe

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    You know that I want it
    Tell me how you want it
    Gotta let me know sometime
    Let me know what’s on your mind
    You know that I want it
    Tell me how you want it
    Gotta let me know sometime
    Baby, don’t waste my time
    Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it?

    [Verse 1: RJmrLA]
    Hit me when you choose up
    Hit when you high or when you sober
    Maybe we can both nut
    And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
    Baby, do you hear? Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy
    Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
    [?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
    Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
    I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
    It can be a FaceTime or a text
    Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
    If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
    I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
    I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
    I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
    And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
    You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
    Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
    Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
    Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
    You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
    Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
    Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
    Baby, don’t waste my time

    [Verse 2: RJmrLA]
    You say this pussy for me
    I gotta see if it’s true
    Oh, dive in it
    See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
    Ooh, leave this position to me
    We switch positions for you
    Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
    Beat it up until you get the message
    Cleanin’ up the messes
    I like when you scream out who the bestest
    I ain’t tryna press it
    I just make investments
    Started off at home, happy I dressed it
    Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
    Waste no time when I bang your line
    It can be a FaceTime or a text
    Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
    All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
    Safe sex, latex, ayy

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
    You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
    Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
    Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
    Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
    You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
    Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
    Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
    Baby, don’t waste my time
    Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
    Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it? (Whose is it? Whose is it?)

    [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
    Is it mine in the morning?
    Is it mine when I want it?
    Is it mine when you need me?
    Is it mine when you greedy?
    Look, is it mine in the morning?
    Is it mine when I want it?
    Is it mine when you need me?
    Is it mine when you greedy? (Is it mine ’cause I need it)


  • Ty Dolla $ign – Ex (feat. YG)

    [Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
    (Hm, 4Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
    Yeah
    You know what I’m saying? Yeah
    Ty (so)

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
    Bongo By The Way

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
    Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
    I done linked up with my old thing
    Right time, but the wrong place
    Yeah
    Riding ’round with it on me (oh)
    Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
    I been getting money four ways (four ways)
    R. Kelly, "12 Play" with the foreplay
    I know (know), I be up to no good
    Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
    I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
    I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

    [Verse 2: YG]
    (Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living? (Skrt)
    I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
    Give my last to these naked bitches (yeah)
    Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
    That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
    She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
    But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
    I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
    I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
    Baby, I know (4Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)

    [Verse 3: YG]
    Yeah, yeah
    A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
    But it’s kind of hard when every night them bottles pop
    Yeah, yeah
    It’s kind of hard when you’re making your watch
    Make all them nines and tens flop
    Yeah

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
    I just text my main chick (main)
    I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)


  • Ty Dolla $ign – Side Effects

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Put me with a head now, yeah
    Put me in a headlock, yeah
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did

    [Chorus]
    Ain’t nobody safe now, safe from the side effects, no (Side, side effects, no)
    Safe from the side effects, no

    [Bridge]
    No preparing for how you do it
    Couldn’t get my mind right for how you lose it, oh no
    My breath ain’t been right since you took it
    Yeah, my world’s been upside down, it’s almost like you pull it
    You come around and I-I don’t wanna eat
    Yeah, You come around and I-I don’t wanna sleep
    You tried to warn me

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Put me with a head now, yeah
    Put me in a headlock, yeah
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did

    [Chorus]
    Ain’t nobody safe now, safe from the side effects, no (Side, side effects, no)
    Safe from the side effects, no

    [Bridge]
    No preparing for how you do it
    Couldn’t get my mind right for how you lose it, oh no
    My breath ain’t been right since you took it
    Yeah, my world’s been upside down, it’s almost like you pull it
    You come around and I-I don’t wanna eat
    Yeah, You come around and I-I don’t wanna sleep
    You tried to warn me

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did
    Put me with a head now, yeah
    Put me in a headlock, yeah
    Yeah, you tried to warn me ’bout the side effects, side effects, you did

    [Chorus]
    Ain’t nobody safe now, safe from the side effects, no (Side, side effects, no)
    Safe from the side effects, no
    Ain’t nobody safe now, safe from the side effects, no (Side, side effects, no)
    Safe from the side effects, no
    Safe from the side effects, no
    Safe from the side effects, no
    Ain’t nobody safe now, safe from the side effects, no (Side, side effects, nno)
    Safe from the side effects, no


  • Wiz Khalifa – Something New (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

    [Intro]
    One, two, three, four, one

    [Verse 1]
    I got too many people I got left to prove wrong
    All those motherfuckers been too mean for too long
    And I’m so sick of crying, yeah
    Darling, what’s it for?
    I could fight forever, oh, but life’s too short

    [Chorus]
    Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
    Don’t let the assholes wear you out
    Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
    Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
    Don’t let the bastards take you down

    [Verse 2]
    Been underestimated my entire life
    I know people gonna talk shit, and darling, that’s fine
    But they won’t break my spirit, I won’t let ’em win
    I’ll just keep on living, keep on living, oh
    The way I wanna live

    [Chorus]
    Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
    Don’t let the assholes wear you out
    Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
    Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
    Don’t let the bastards take you down
    Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
    Don’t let the assholes wear you out
    Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
    Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
    Don’t let the bastards take you down

    [Bridge]
    Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
    Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
    Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
    Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey

    [Outro]
    So was that a good one?
    Should we go again?


  • Mac Miller – Cinderella (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    Uh, sign
    Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
    Sign
    I been waitin’ all night for this moment
    I been waitin’ all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
    Cinderella better get your ass home
    Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
    You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room
    Girl I got a suite at the SLS
    I already know you got expensive taste
    Take my hand, follow me to my room
    Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
    Girl I got a plan for the whole night
    Okay your legs like a store they open up
    And you got people in the aisle
    Been here every night for weeks at a time
    You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
    Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
    I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
    This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
    Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
    Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
    Said nothin’ better than the first time
    I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
    You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
    Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
    And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
    Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
    First prize, Nobel, get a piece
    Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
    I been waitin’ all night for this moment
    I been waitin’ all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
    Cinderella better get your ass home
    Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
    You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room
    Girl I got a suite at the SLS
    I already know you got expensive taste
    Take my hand, follow me to my room
    Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
    Girl I got a plan for the whole night
    Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
    Take you by the hand
    And bring you somewhere where the sand is
    Two nights, we landed
    We went straight into the room
    And played the music and started dancing
    You was taking off your pants
    It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
    I do you like a chore
    We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
    You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
    I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
    You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
    Now you always wanna spend the night
    Now I’m doing everything you like
    When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
    Yeah, but I still respect the game
    Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
    The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
    I yell your name, sinner, rebel
    Never gonna find nobody better
    All my life
    I been waitin’ all night for this moment
    I been waitin’ all year for this moment
    I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
    I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
    Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
    Cinderella better get your ass home
    Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
    You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
    Take my hand, come with me to my room
    Girl I got a suite at the SLS
    I already know you got expensive taste
    Take my hand, follow me to my room
    Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
    Girl I got a plan for the whole night
    Hey now, I’m saying
    My only way out is way in
    I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
    Well all my days now, they changin’
    I got angels, no more Satan
    Looks like God’s on my side
    This time
    I been meanin’ to tell you
    You lookin’ better every day
    Write you letters
    It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
    If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
    Under the weather
    Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
    Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
    It feels like you’ve been taking all day
    Wherever you came from, wherever you going
    I promise I’m not far behind
    So don’t you dare throw this away
    I been meanin’ to tell you
    You lookin’ better every day
    Write you letters
    It’s only right that right after love I write my name
    And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
    Under the weather
    Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain


  • Vitamin D – Ludacris feat. Ty Dolla $ign lyrics

    Lyrics Ludacris – Vitamin D

    Aw yeah, yeahhh
    I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
    They just deficient in so many things, man
    You missing so many key nutrients in your life
    I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
    Oh, no no
    Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
    Yeah, Luda.

    She got them handlebars
    Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
    She be givin’ out battle scars
    ‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
    She told me, all the way, go straight to that a*s
    Make a student be late for the class
    She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
    So I gotta get straight to the cash
    I love big cheeks in between them sheets
    Jump back, I can’t help myself
    Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
    ‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
    And she get right down to the business
    She stimulate the five senses
    And she like it when I grab her hair
    But I might pull out them extensions
    My intentions is good for her
    She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
    I beat it right and leave it good sore
    Real niggas is always what I stood for
    I’m all in, I don’t play with it
    I fall in and I lay in it
    If I call in, I might stay in it
    And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it.

    Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
    Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
    So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
    Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).(vitamin d)

    She got them thunder thighs
    I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
    Man, her booty is plus her size
    And I like my cakes with some icin’
    Yeah baby, ciero a milo
    Que a sabora azucca
    Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
    Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
    Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
    Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
    I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
    I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
    But I love her boots when they thigh high
    Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
    Take her legs, put ’em sky high
    Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
    Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
    Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
    Work, I’ma call off versuri-lyrics.info
    Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much a*s to haul off
    You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
    ‘Cause ain’t nobody got s*x like you
    That can dress like you or impress like you
    You make a brother wanna woosa.

    Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
    Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
    So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
    Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).

    Ooh, she got that snapback
    Kinda a*s if you blink, that it might hurt you
    All up on the Snapchat
    Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
    That there be your eyes only
    Love when she grind on me
    If they said I’m talkin’ s**t
    You know someone was lyin’ on me
    She ain’t for that he say, she say
    This shakin’ the DJ replay
    Is like everyday is her bday
    ‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
    And she got to work with a smile on
    And her skin is always glowin’
    And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
    ‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda.

    Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
    Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
    So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
    Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
    She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
    She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take ittt).(vitamin d)
    Ludacris lyrics
    Video Ludacris


  • B.o.B – 4 Lit (feat. T.I. & Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Hook: B.o.B]
    Should be two lit, should be four lit
    Pick me up before six
    Gutter bitch, with another bitch
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Two lit, should be four lit
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

    [Verse 1: B.o.B.]
    Ya yo that-that-that’s the shit I like
    I ain’t got no type I can’t decide
    Girl like girl like girl they can’t deny
    Gettin’ pussy with a side of wine
    No it ain’t no telling what we might do
    When she in a penthouse with a tight view
    Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
    Oh yeah that’s my girl and that’s our wife too

    [Hook: B.o.B]
    Lit, she be four lit
    Pick me up before six
    Gutter bitch, with another bitch
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Two lit, shit be four lit
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

    [Verse 2: T.I.]
    Shit
    You know we all hit it
    How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
    Ya’ll might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
    Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall bitch
    Hey put that phone down and mind your fucking business girl
    Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
    But I’m just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
    Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
    One thing I can’t stand is a petty hoe
    Can’t keep your business to yourself, don’t go to telling folks
    About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
    Don’t wanna see her with a telescope, tell ’em go

    [Hook: B.o.B]
    Should be two lit, shit be four lit
    Pick me up before six
    Gutter bitch, with another bitch
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit
    Two lit, shit be four lit
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

    [Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
    Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
    Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
    Uh, she know Dolla gettin’ money now
    Uh, I’mma pass her like Cam, yeah
    I’mma pass her like Peyton
    Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
    I got diamonds on my rib
    Put some diamonds on my main bitch
    Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
    Put a Rollie on my lady
    Dolla need a new baby
    Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
    Still ain’t heard about Dolla?
    You should come to my city

    [Hook: B.o.B & Ty Dolla $ign]
    Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
    Pick me up before six
    Gutter bitch, with another bitch
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit, yeah
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
    Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
    Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
    We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here (Ooohhh)
    Yeah yeaah, Dolla $ign


  • Pitbull – Better On Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro: Pitbull]
    You have to have vision to understand love is blind, talk to ’em Ty

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    It’s been a while and you found somebody else
    They say you really doing good for yourself
    But I know you out there feeling so lonely
    As far as my eyes can see
    Don’t need no proof or no validation
    You leave no wound on you second to none
    You said you me but you looking lonely
    So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    You look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

    [Verse 1]
    Got a room with a mirror on the roof

    And I could bet the bank and almost guarantee
    That you will always look better on me
    I handle my business in the boardroom and the bedroom
    My name ain’t max but I always got headroom
    G-g- get it, g-g- g-g- get it
    Went from selling perico and reefer

    I shut down Spain
    And I ain’t even have to take a pill in Ibiza
    I’m a beast bro
    I love when you put on them sexy one piece outfits
    With the hole in the middle
    Now take a look in the mirror
    And see you always look better on me

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    It’s been a while and you found somebody else
    They say you really doing good for yourself
    But I know you out there feeling so lonely
    As far as my eyes can see
    Don’t need no proof or no validation
    You leave no wound on you second to none
    You said you over me but you looking lonely
    So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    You look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

    [Verse 2: Pitbull]
    I’m allergic to the fake and these negative crabs
    So get from me with your negative ass
    I live for the future, you live in the past
    Found somebody else, I hope that it lasts
    But you know that I know that we know that you’ll be thinking bout me
    But you know that I know that we know that you look, that you look better on me
    I ain’t here to sell ya, I’m here to tell ya, all I’ve ever done is learn from my failures
    So god bless mami, cause God knows I wish you the best mami, that’s right
    I love when you put on that sexy one piece outfit with the hole in the middle
    Now take a look in the mirror and see you always look better on me

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
    It’s been a while and you found somebody else
    They say you really doing good for yourself
    But I know you out there feeling so lonely
    As far as my eyes can see
    Don’t need no proof or no validation
    You leave no wound on you second to none
    You said you over me but you looking lonely
    So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    You look better on me
    Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
    As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

    [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Better on me
    Better on me
    Better on me
    You look better on me
    Better on me
    Better on me
    As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me


  • Taylor Gang – For More (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign, Raven Felix & Tuki Carter)

    [Intro: DJ Motor Mane]
    We ain’t never gon’ fall off
    We always stand tall in this thing
    It’s the only way we know, it’s go hard, you feel me
    Ayo Cap, what up, Ty what up
    Raven I see you, Tuki, holla at em man let em know how we do

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Been through so much, feel like I been here before
    And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
    And I done learned so much in the game
    Made it so far but I’ll never change
    Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Told her baby that I’ll be back for more
    If the head good you know that I’ll be back for sure
    You and I we been through the most
    But you never gave up on me
    You stayed by my side, you my ride or die girl
    I gave you the keys to the Porsche, gave you the keys to the house
    Introduced you to moms, girl
    You should have my babies
    We should start an empire, we can cuddle by the fire
    Dolla getting money now, gotta get money now

    [Bridge 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    And Dolla never falling off
    Dolla still rep the Gang
    Dolla never change up
    Woah
    Dolla never falling off
    Dolla still rep the Gang
    Dolla never change up
    Yeah

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Been through so much, feel like I been here before
    And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
    And I done learned so much in the game
    Made it so far but I’ll never change
    Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

    [Verse 2: Raven Felix]
    I started young, I saw a lot
    Never questioned if I wanted this bad enough or not
    Coming up I never thought about the top
    Now I’m getting closer to it every song I drop
    Bumps in the road, still moving
    I was taught to keep it pushing till you get through it
    Quitting’s not an option, whats a boss to a queen
    Nah, more like whats a queen to a goddess
    That’s always been my mind state, got a taste
    Now there ain’t no going back to the ways when we was unpaid
    Unemployed, I never had no other choice
    Had responsibilities that I couldn’t avoid

    [Bridge 2: Raven Felix]
    I, never imagined that it could happen this fast
    Came in the game just turning nothing into something now we counting this cash
    And I know the higher up that you get means its harder when you fall down
    So we gotta stay up, stay up, we about to have it all now
    Got me feeling like I

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Been through so much, feel like I been here before
    And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
    And I done learned so much in the game
    Made it so far but I’ll never change
    Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

    [Verse 3: Tuki Carter]
    I wake up on that get I, I push myself to get it
    I make that product pack it up and seal it
    Pump that volume if you with it
    Draw it up and frame it, display it seal it
    Stack some bread, (?) Action Jackson got it made like special ed
    Some sexting got you vexing, so mad you sent a text
    She sent a screenshot back like this nigga losing his mac
    Dang, intimidated by money reiterate that he funny
    You silly slacker I’m Taylor’d, I milly rock in some gators
    I’m ice cold, chilly pimping don’t like hoes
    A-Town stomping, itty bitty thick, booty bumping, shut up and say something
    Make something, instead of hating on creative ways that make haters say negative bullshit
    Most because they lost they woman to real niggas
    So keep ya hustle on hustle, get the M’s up don’t struggle
    I’m M&M’ing these suckers, you threw back candy in clusters
    We move by state to state in these busses, to make our way on these fuckers
    You charge the game up while they charge the lame up
    Never put yourself down on the same ground that you would walk on
    You diss that bitch you get your money and you walk along
    You walk along, yea

    [Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
    Been through so much, feel like I been here before
    And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
    And I done learned so much in the game
    Made it so far but I’ll never change
    Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more


  • 2 Chainz – It’s A Vibe (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhené Aiko)

    [Intro: 2 Chainz]
    Yeah, hahaha
    Yeah, ooh
    Yah

    [Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
    Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
    Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
    That’s a vibe, yeah
    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Yeah, that’s a vibe
    She wanna vibe
    That’s a vibe
    This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
    Late night
    Oh it’s a vibe
    Let me slide
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    Dim the lights
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
    Get high
    It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

    [Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
    It’s a vibe
    Don’t you like?
    Your pussy drippin’
    Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
    It’s a vibe
    Get high
    Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
    Vibe is the realest
    I know you feel it (yah)
    It’s a vibe (vibe)
    Different vibe
    This my vibe, nigga
    All the bitches like it

    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
    And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
    My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
    If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
    Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
    Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
    Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
    I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
    Got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
    Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
    Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
    Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
    Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
    Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
    Any volunteers?
    Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
    This one outta here, this is our year

    [Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
    That’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    It’s a vibe
    Am I your type?
    Pussy tight
    Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    Bust it, bust it wide
    This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • 2 Chainz – It’s A Vibe (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhene Aiko)

    [Intro: 2 Chainz]
    Yeah, hahaha
    Yeah, ooh
    Yah

    [Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
    Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
    Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
    That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
    She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
    That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Yeah, that’s a vibe
    She wanna vibe
    That’s a vibe
    This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
    Late night
    Oh it’s a vibe
    Let me slide
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    Dim the lights
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
    Get high
    It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

    [Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
    It’s a vibe
    Don’t you like?
    Your pussy drippin’
    Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
    It’s a vibe
    Get high
    Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
    Vibe is the realest
    I know you feel it (yah)
    It’s a vibe (vibe)
    Different vibe
    This my vibe, nigga
    All the bitches like it

    [Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
    Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
    And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (tru)
    My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
    If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
    Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
    Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
    Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
    A hell Glock, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
    Still got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
    Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
    Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
    Got a vibe, Italian want Versace (Versace)
    Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
    Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
    Any volunteers?
    Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
    This one outta here
    This is our year

    [Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
    That’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    It’s a vibe
    Am I your type?
    Pussy tight
    Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    Bust it, bust it wide
    This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
    That’s a vibe
    It’s a vibe
    That’s a vibe
    Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
    It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • Kent Jones – Sit Down (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Lil Dicky & E-40)

    [Intro: Kent Jones]
    Get up, get up
    Walked up in the building, seen too many bitches on the wall
    Niggas on the wall

    [Hook: Kent Jones]
    Hey, baby, you there
    Light skin, thick with the blue hair
    Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
    Every real hood bitch do hair
    Hey, won’t you come here?
    Get down, you know how I get down
    Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
    Take a seat, sit down

    [Post-Hook: Kent Jones]
    Oh my God, oh my God
    I don’t really know her huh? Know her huh?
    She wanna come over huh? Over huh?
    I’m already over her, over her

    [Verse 1: Kent Jones]
    When I’m in town she make sure that she see me, you understand?
    I don’t know just how you niggas perceive me, you understand?
    Throwing stones but you just wanna be me, you understand?
    Ain’t them guys that you see on the TV, you understand?

    [Hook: Kent Jones]
    Hey, baby, you there
    Light skin, thick with the blue hair
    Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
    Every real hood bitch do hair
    Hey, won’t you come here?
    Get down, you know how I get down
    Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
    Take a seat, sit down

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
    Hey lil mama, you know you fuckin’ with a motherfuckin’ superstar
    You know I pick your ass up in the foreign car
    And fuck you right there in it like a porn star, yeah, yeah
    Hey, why you so nasty?
    She say "Dolla why you gotta be so nasty?"
    She said "Dolla $ign, why you always stay high"
    I say, "You ain’t ever lied, you ain’t ever lie"
    I pull up on her, I got her choosey
    Her man a loser, she in a real nigga presence
    She want Dolla, she fuck with Dolla
    She came for Dolla, pull up in that ‘Rari
    She said "Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
    Why you spendin’ all your money on these bottles?"
    Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
    No more ratchets for me, only models

    [Hook: Kent Jones]
    Hey, baby, you there
    Light skin, thick with the blue hair
    Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
    Every real hood bitch do hair
    Hey, won’t you come here?
    Get down, you know how I get down
    Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
    Take a seat, sit down

    [Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
    Off top I was getting ready, white boy like my mom Betty
    I’m too nice for this game ese, I walked in there was confetti
    Girls took to me already
    Lil hoe with them dreads wanna go make whoopie
    Go ball Eddy, Heartbreaker, y’all all petty
    These bitches wanna get it ultra strength
    Pay a ton, I’m jamming like I’m Kemp
    Y’all all a bunch of fucking Detlef Schrempf’s
    Showstopper, got flow poppin’
    These hoes knockin’ down doors
    Jockin’ my stones, moccasin flows
    Stay on your toes
    I’m better than better
    I’ll get it on top like a header, that’s word
    Little mama lookin’ at me, nine o’clock
    And from the look of it that bitch need a vagina mop
    And you mistook if you think we that gon’ designer shop
    I’mma pull up like a bull up in the china shop, break you down
    Chicken parmesan, how you want it, I’m cookin’
    I got a nose for these hoes, I’m the Piglet of pussy
    I gotta know if you pro, going down on my tooshie
    Cause if you are then you’re probably too aggressive for Dicky

    [Verse 4: E-40]
    When I was a teen I scored a half a meal ticket
    My team moved mean and they’ll smoke you like a brisket
    Raised in the slums, in the sewer, in the gutter
    Where shit ain’t sweet like unsalted butter
    Make more paper than your daddy and your mother
    Pulled up European, started with a fixer-upper
    Throwing up signs like a third base coach
    Baby she a dime, got a rump like a roast

    [Hook: Kent Jones]
    Hey, baby, you there
    Light skin, thick with the blue hair
    Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
    Every real hood bitch do hair
    Hey, won’t you come here?
    Get down, you know how I get down
    Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
    Take a seat, sit down
    Sit down, take a seat, sit down
    Sit down, take a seat, sit down
    Sit down, take a seat, sit down
    Sit down, take a seat, sit down
    Sit down, take a seat, sit down


  • Bad bitch – Bebe Rexha feat. Ty Dolla $ign lyrics

    Lyrics Bebe Rexha – Bad bitch

    You’re sayin’ that your tired of all your empty habits
    You want something that’s deeper ’cause you’re over the generics
    You’re f*ckin’ with them basics when you really want the baddest
    So come on, baby, get it, ’cause to miss it, it would be tragic.(bad bitch)

    You say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
    Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

    Bad b*tch, bad bitch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Show me you can handle this
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Show me you can handle this
    (Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    (Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeahhh).

    You know I can handle it
    You know I can handle it
    When you throw that thing back
    Get me like collateral
    You be goin’ all night
    When you on that adderall
    We be goin’ all night
    When you on that adderall
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    You ain’t never average
    Kissin’ double C’s on your back with the basic
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch versuri-lyrics.info
    You ain’t never average
    Center on the jeans with the center on back too.

    You say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
    Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Show me you can handle this
    (Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
    (Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah).

    I pay my own bills and I pay my own rent
    ‘Cause I’m indepe-, independent
    I buy my own rings and I do my own things
    ‘Cause I’m indepe-, independent
    I know it really hurts, I know it ain’t fair
    You’re not allowed to touch, but you can stare
    Know it really hurts, know it ain’t fair
    So keep sayin’ your prayers.

    You want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
    Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
    Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

    Bad b*tch, bad bitch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
    Show me you can handle thisss.
    Bebe Rexha lyrics
    Video bitch


  • Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Money Showers (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

    [Intro]
    Joe Crack, Remy Ma
    This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town
    Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
    Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

    [Verse 1: Fat Joe]
    10 bands for the prettiest bitch
    No hands if you really the shit
    My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
    Got her staring at the pole like election day
    I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
    We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
    Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
    That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
    Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
    I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
    No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
    Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town
    Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
    Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

    [Verse 2: Remy Ma]
    See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
    Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
    Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
    I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
    So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
    Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
    Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
    Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
    Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
    On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
    Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
    Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town
    Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
    Got her on the town
    Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
    You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
    Whenever I’m in town

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
    Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

    [Outro]
    Rain, rain, rain, rain
    Rain, rain, rain, rain
    (Why don’t all the ?)
    (But why don’t all the treat her?)
    (Why ?)
    (But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)


  • 2 Chainz – Lil Baby (Feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Oh, oh, oh
    Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
    Lil baby, lil baby
    Oh-oh
    I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
    Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Get out my car lonely, take care the bar cover
    Shawty got an ass so fat she got a scarf over it
    I got them rocks on me, used to have blocks on me
    Now I’m living for PETA cause I got a fox on me, ah
    Now that I told you niggas, I showed you niggas
    She come through this bitch with Chanel on her pumps
    Apples in back of the trunk
    You know I flex if I want
    We gon’ bust stops on the highway
    I got my hands on her thighs
    I play with her pussy and listen to Sade
    Told her to bring it here shawty
    Told her to drop it there shawty
    I’m from the belly of the beast
    Remember I barely used to eat
    Now that my weed is so loud you can hear it down the street
    Pull up 10 cars deep, you can’t get rich off sleep

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Oh, oh, oh
    Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
    Lil baby, lil baby
    Oh-oh
    I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
    Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

    [Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
    I call her my lil baby
    She act like a lil baby
    She spoiled like it was the worst
    She trip I buy her the suitcases
    We make the screw faces
    Had sex in a few places
    Bedroom, living room
    Bathroom, kid’s room and the basement
    Straight shot, no chaser
    You’ll always be my lil baby
    Wanna know how your day been
    Can’t wait to go bare skin
    Stretch you out by the bear rug
    Give you hugs by the fireplace
    Going down like the fire escape
    Estate with the iron gates
    All the diamonds got a ping on ’em
    Living life like a king don’t I
    Walk around with your dream on me
    Never front on your team homie
    They say sex a weapon
    Shit mine got a beam on it
    My spinach got cream on it
    Ty Dolla go on and sing on it

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Oh, oh, oh
    Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
    Lil baby, lil baby
    Oh-oh
    I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
    Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

    [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Lil baby, lil baby, ooh


  • DJ Mustard – Lil Baby (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
    Nanana, oh nananana nana
    Mustard on the beat, ho

    [Hook]
    Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
    Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
    She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that thang too big"
    She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I’ll beat it right, I will
    If it’s hard, take my time, I will
    Hell yeah, you got the right idea
    You let me hit it from the back like a Rottweiler
    Girl I kill that punani
    Hit it raw doggy in the morning
    Give it to you everytime you’re horny
    Every time I’ll pull it cocky got you put it on me
    Got you screaming oooh oooh
    Goddamn it girl you so nasty
    And you know
    I just can’t let you walk past me

    [Hook]
    Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
    Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
    She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that thang too big", oh
    She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 2]
    I put it on ya
    Hit it to a swirl, break the ice out
    Ain’t even with her, you gon’ wild out
    I’m the only nigga that you talk ’bout, oh ya
    Tell me who the coldest
    Anybody record I get on is, on the radio like a Jonas
    I’m about to check her then finesse her out of garments
    Singing oohhhh
    Goddamnit girl you so nasty
    And you know
    I’ll be right there when you ask me

    [Hook]
    Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
    Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
    She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that ain’t too big"
    She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Yeah, yeah

    [Bridge]
    Nanana, oh nananana nana
    Nananana, nanananana
    Yeah, they know not what they do
    But I’m still making moves
    Tryna make some moves with you
    And you know…

    [Hook]
    Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
    Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
    She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that ain’t too big"
    She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
    Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
    Yeah, yeah


  • Taylor Gang – Brand New (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa)

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla met a bitch on tour
    Dolla made a mil on tour
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla did the cover of The Source
    Dolla did the XXL
    Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah

    [Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Dolla signed a brand new deal, yeah
    Dolla got sex appeal, yeah
    Dolla keep it way too real
    Dolla ain’t got no chill
    Dolla tell a nigga how he feel, aw yeah
    Dolla bought a brand new watch
    Dolla might run from the cops
    Dolla get his looks from his pops, yeah
    Dolla might sip some Henny
    Dolla just count a milli
    Dolla pulled up with Diddy, ay
    Dolla might take your girlfriend
    Dolla might take your girlfriend
    Dolla gonna get his money
    Saint Laurent and Gucci
    Saint Laurent and Gucci
    Dolla getting money, aw yeah

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla met a bitch on tour
    Dolla made a mil on tour
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    Dolla did the cover of The Source
    Dolla did the XXL
    Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah

    [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
    Cam bought a brand new Benz
    Cam fucked a girl and her friend
    Cam’s all about his ends
    Cam got the OG Kush with the tan
    Cam bought a bus for the fam
    Cam came up from a van
    Cam got tats on his hands
    Most call me Wiz but the hoes call me Cam
    Cam got businesses
    When it’s done, Cam don’t leave witnesses
    Cam got bitches, kid
    Cam pull up in the car with the switches in it
    Cam never gon’ stop
    Cam never gon’ flop
    Cam never gon’ fuck with a cop
    Cam always on top
    Cam always in the room with somebody else girl with the door locked
    And they don’t really like ’em
    But they all fuck with Cam
    Cam got the keys to the Lamb
    Cam blow trees like it’s legal again
    Cam always on the flight with a certified freak
    That’s who get up on her knees when we land
    That’s your girlfriend?
    Bet she won’t be no more if you leave her with Cam

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + (Wiz Khalifa)]
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla met a bitch on tour
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla made a mil on tour
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla did the cover of The Source
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)
    Dolla did the XXL
    (Cam did too)
    Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
    (Cam did too)
    Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah
    (Cam did too, Cam did too)


  • Sevyn Streeter – Fallen (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Cam Wallace)

    [Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
    If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me love ya
    If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me stay
    Ain’t no competition, you that nigga by far
    Maybe you the best, got me going so hard

    [Chorus: Sevyn Streeter & Ty Dolla $ign]
    And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
    Why does he stay on my mind?
    And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
    You make me feel so mad inside
    Something about your love that’s got me staying
    Something about you boy, don’t know what it is
    And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
    God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
    But let me get it right now

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Baby, how you got a nigga comin’ back
    Got me lookin’, got me lookin’ with my lookin’ ass
    And you know what you be doin’ when you walkin’ past me
    Straight up, that ass too fat
    Yeah, love when I pull on your hair
    Love when you kiss me right there, aw
    Way that you do is no fair
    Way that you do is no fair

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
    And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
    Why does she stay on my mind?
    And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
    You make me feel so mad inside
    Something about your love that’s got me staying
    Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
    And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
    God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
    So let me get it right now

    [Verse 3: Cam Wallace]
    I been thinkin’ ’bout your ass like all day
    Grade school, way back in the hallways
    Yeah, I think she finally get it
    I used to wonder back then, let me finally hit it
    It’s goin’ down, right now
    You ain’t gotta say shit, don’t make a sound
    Fuck, now I got the pussy in the ground
    I’m swimmin’ in the pussy, I’ma drown
    When I found her, shit, I thought I found love
    Nah, better yet, I found drugs
    Damn, now I’m gettin’ faded too much
    Need to step back but that pussy so clutch
    What, damn, this girl gotta hold on me
    She got me singin’ like Jodeci
    Like ma ma ma, ma ma ma
    Oh, this Johnny Gill, fuck it man, that shit was ill

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
    Something about your love that’s got me staying
    Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
    And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
    God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
    So let me get it right now

    [Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
    Ooh, I want it too, yet again
    Ooh, even thought I know it’s bad, I keep runnin’ back to you, baby
    Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
    Dolla $ign, Cam, steady love

    [Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
    And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
    Why does she stay on my mind?
    And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
    You make me feel so mad inside
    Something about your love that’s got me staying
    Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
    And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
    God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
    So let me get it right now


  • Zara Larsson – So Good (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro: Zara Larsson]
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is

    [Verse 1: Zara Larsson]
    My love is more potent than anything in the cup that you’re holdin’
    One little taste will have you open
    Aye, I know you want some, you want some
    Too strong, no limits
    It’s not official, so take your time with it
    It go straight to your head, control your mind with it
    Aye, I know you want some, you want some

    [Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
    Gets you higher, babe
    And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
    Know I got it, babe

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelings, all emotional
    My love, my love
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is

    [Verse 2: Zara Larsson]
    My love, ain’t running out
    Got a endless supply, there’ll never be a drought
    I put you to sleep, you’ll never leave your house
    Aye, I know you want, know you want some

    [Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
    Gets you higher, babe
    And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
    Know I got it, babe

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson]
    You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelings, all emotional
    My love, my love
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is

    [Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Girl, your love so good, girl
    Got me comin’ back for seconds, what’s good, girl?
    Got me clearin’ out my schedule, tryna link up
    Girl you know you ’bout to get that thang beat up
    When I pull up, you know what I came for
    Dolla lay the pipe, keep some dope D for you
    Put your body straight to sleep
    I got you wakin’ up thankin’ me

    [Chorus: Zara Larsson + Ty Dolla $ign]
    You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
    You got me stuck on that, your love so good
    So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
    Got you in your feelings, all emotional
    Oooh yeah
    My love, my love
    My love
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    So good
    You know my love is
    Yeah
    So good, so good, so good, so good
    You know my love is


  • Rick Ross – I Think She Like Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Intro: Rick Ross]
    This the fliest shit ever
    This that rich forever part 2
    Uh, uh

    [Verse 1: Rick Ross]
    Layin’ in my bed, I’m under these gold chandeliers
    Can’t say too many names in here these kinda years
    Night sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist
    Ice cube lookin’ nigga, you know life a bitch
    I once got no allowance, now I got the crown
    I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound
    Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’
    Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million
    Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio
    While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido
    8 felonies, tellin’ me wanna give me life
    Every nut I bust really, gotta do it twice
    Ricky Ronaldo, really when I’m in Portugal
    I pull a yacht out this weekend, I’m fuckin’ so and so
    Cameras flash, paparazzi layin’ in the grass
    Tom Brady my new nig but you can tell ’em that

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Uh, I think she like me
    Oh, I think she like me
    I know her nigga don’t like me
    With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
    Sippin’ this right now, yeah, we might be
    Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
    Girl, you never meet another nigga like me
    Girl, you never meet another man like me

    [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
    I’m sexin’ women, I don’t fish her out
    I gas her up and let her lick me down
    I may name my daughter Hermes
    Get my jeweler to decorate the new birds nest
    20 million up in Merrill Lynch
    I met his chick, he haven’t seen her since
    Through the city, I’m still floatin’ like a magic carpet
    She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge
    It’s special once you thinkin’ send your kids to college
    Or be a geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished
    Do it for the dear departed, fuck up Ben Carson
    And [?], you made a nigga a target
    Only one that’s smokin’ up in Goldman Sachs
    When I’m the only one that’s rollin’ like a quarter back
    And I never put it in my government
    ‘Cause I never put on for the government

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Uh, I think she like me
    Oh, I think she like me
    I know her nigga don’t like me
    With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
    Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
    Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
    ‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
    Girl, you never meet another man like me

    [Verse 3: Rick Ross]
    You caught the case, you gotta post a bond
    I’m rathful lemon mixed with young Wale, Folarin
    Starin’ in my safe, I’m rather safe than sorry
    Diddy, Jigga, only two niggas comin’ for me
    I park the caddy in my livin’ room
    Pussy niggas lookin’ for me, I’ma give it to him
    Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin’ pool
    If her pussy dry, call her beetle juice
    I’m baby makin’ in the Malvides
    Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis
    Khaled hit me on the FaceTime
    I’m the fliest nigga on his bassline
    She see the sneakers and she see the stones
    Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne
    I’m cashin’ in like the Kardashians
    My paralysed homie snuck a ratchet in

    [Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Uh, I think she like me
    Oh, I think she like me
    I know her nigga don’t like me
    With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
    Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
    Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
    ‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
    Girl, you never meet another man like me


  • PnB Rock – Hanging Up My Jersey (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

    [Verse 1 : PnB Rock]
    I’m just keeping it a hunnit’
    Girl fuck a fifty
    I need a bad bitch who loyal and ain’t too mixy for me
    Need a jawn to help me count this paper
    I need a real chick with no filter on and no makeup
    Cause I done been around the world
    Fucked a bunch of girls
    Yeah they talk that cuffing shit
    But they all be with the shits
    Yeah I done been around the world
    Fucked a bunch of girls
    But now I’m in a different space
    Tired of all these bitches in my face

    [Pre-Hook : PnB Rock]
    So shawty will you act cause I’m around
    I’m hanging up my jersey for you
    When I find you Imma lock you down

    [Hook : PnB Rock]
    Right now
    I’m right down my side of town
    I’m high as hell
    You fly as hell
    You hold me down
    Imma hold you down
    I couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
    But Imma run it up regardless
    And having you here is better
    That’s the truth
    Right now
    I’m right down my side of town
    I’m high as hell
    You fly as hell
    You hold me down
    Imma hold you down too
    Couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
    But if you really need me
    Shawty please believe me
    Know that I’ll always be there for you

    [Verse 2 : Ty Dolla $ign]
    Girl I bought a 911 and a new crib
    I need a bad bitch to ride passenger
    When I drive that shit
    And she might tell me Dolla slow down, but she gone take that dick
    She gonna take that D for Dolla
    Cause I done been around the world
    Fucked a lot of girls
    Yeah they talk that cuffing shit
    But still be with the shit
    I done been around the world
    Fucked a bunch of girls
    But now I’m in a different space
    Tired of all these bitches in my face

    [Pre-Hook : PnB Rock]
    So shawty will you act cause I’m around
    I’m hanging up my jersey for you
    When I find you Imma lock you down

    [Verse 3 : PnB Rock]
    I don’t really want to do nothing
    Back then I ain’t do cuffin’
    I was really on some savage shit
    Out there looking for the baddest bitch
    Once I hit it I was dashing quick
    Fuck and duck I might’ve mastered it
    Now I’m feeling like I changed now
    Need a girl to be my main now
    So where you been
    Cause I’m looking for you
    Got some plans and they all for you
    I got bands and they all for you
    Real nigga I’m just trynna spoil you
    Want some sex but I know it’s more to you
    Fuck your ex I could do more for you girl
    I’m so tired of chasing these hoes
    Can’t wait to call someone my own

    [Hook : PnB Rock]
    Right now
    I’m right down my side of town
    I’m high as hell
    You fly as hell
    You hold me down
    Imma hold you down
    I couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
    But Imma run it up regardless
    And having you here is better
    Thats the truth
    Right now
    I’m right down my side of town
    I’m high as hell
    You fly as hell
    You hold me down
    Imma hold you down too
    Couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
    But if you really need me
    Shawty please believe me
    Know that I’ll always be there for you


(Verse 1 – PnB Rock)
I’m just keeping it a hunnitg
Girl f**k a fifty
I need a bad bi**h who loyal and ain’t too mixy for me
Need a jawn to help me count this paper
I need a real chick with no filter on and no makeup
Cause I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing s**t
But they all be with the s**ts
Yeah I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bi**hes in my face

(Pre Chorus – PnB Rock)
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

(Chorus – PnB Rock)
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
That’s the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you

(Verse 2 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Girl I bought a 911 and a new crib
I need a bad bi*h to ride passenger
When I drive that s**t
And she might tell me Dolla slow down, but she gone take that d**k
She gonna take that D for Dolla
Cause I done been around the world
Fucked a lot of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing s**t
But still be with the s**t
I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bi**hes in my face

(Pre Chorus – PnB Rock)
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

(Verse 3 – PnB Rock)
I don’t really want to do nothing
Back then I ain’t do cuffing
I was really on some savage s**t
Out there looking for the baddest bi**h
Once I hit it I was dashing quick
F**k and d**k I might’ve mastered it
Now I’m feeling like I changed now
Need a girl to be my main now
So where you been
Cause I’m looking for you
Got some plans and they all for you
I got bands and they all for you
Real ni**a I’m just trynna spoil you
Want some sex but I know it’s more to you
F**k your ex I could do more for you girl
I’m so tired of chasing these hoes
Can’t wait to call someone my own

(Chorus – PnB Rock)
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
Thats the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you