Young Thug – Jumped Out the Window Lyrics

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[Intro]
Supah Mario
[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Woo)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Slatt)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (Woah)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (No cap)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Yeah)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock (Yeah)
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop
[Verse 1]
I been in the trenches, what these niggas call pork and beans
Chillin’ with the Zoes, that’s my family, they my opps
Cook it, watch it roll ’round the pot, then they come shop (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Playin’ with the Spider, they pull up and then they chop (Rrr)
Niggas ’round here funny, we cook up the bunnies (Woo, woo)
I done showed my chest, bitches say they want me
I don’t know the rest, (Yeah) niggas ain’t no slimy (Hey)
Show you the finesse, (What) everybody ’round me (Slatt)
Everywhere I go, I keep that strap like I’m horny (Yeah)
Yellow diamonds on me, uh-uh-uh, but I’m not corny (Yeah)
I am so not sorry, so don’t tell me ’bout your story (Uh-uh)
Black and white seats, Ore’, (Ore’) five rings, Horry (Horry)
MAC-10 hungry, (Hungry) you pussies are baloneys (Yeah)
I been with your mummy ’cause your daddy a jabroni (Ha)
I been in the top room at Tootsie’s, they ain’t stop me (Swear)
They know I got money, and I don’t want nothing (Uh-uh)
[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Woo)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Ayy)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (On God)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (Yeah)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Fuck ’em)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop (Srrr)
[Verse 2]
Big baguettes on necks, it make lil’ mama come and pamper me (Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
I be with my brodie ’cause he won’t let nothin’ happen to me
I don’t want your baby, girl, you’re nothin’ but a scam to me
I been ballin’ on niggas like D Wade and they can’t handle me (Woo)
Broke niggas scam to me (Yeah-yeah), don’t put out my candle, leave
I just hit my grower, now we growin’ nothin’ but Hercules
I just hit my dawg up, he said he went to church for me (To church)
Ran into the opps, kill ’em ’cause they tryna murder me
My necklace look like Starburst (Yeah-yeah)
Make ’em all squirt (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Let me shop, ho, I can’t buss you in the mall, jerk (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Shoot a nigga hands up like I’m Lil Durk (On God)
I got semi-automatics on the tour bus (Woo)
[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Skrrt)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Ayy)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (On God)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (Yeah)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Fuck ’em)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop

Young Thug – Just How It Is Lyrics

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[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is
[Verse 1]
Put it in a Uber, send it to a shooter
Ask me how they do it, kickin’ shit, Ryu, Ken
Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab
Hit ’em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed
Cash on the delivery (Ayy)
G.O.A.T. Nipsey, I can tell you how they get rich
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this bitch
I can tell you how to talk the most impeccable shit
I can show you how to walk like you got decimals, bitch
Show you how I can get the top from all the top ten bitches
I got white Adderalls and I have amoxicillin
I got lights on, baby, I got moths in this bitch
No fly zone, caught you like you’re mouse in this bitch
Growin’ tycoon and I took some losses, you bitch
I’m a boss, but I don’t like to take a loss in this bitch (Wheezy outta here)
Such a player but I cake and cuddle all of my bitches
I got layers, I got millions, I got all type of buildings
Fuck around and air the pussy nigga out like linen
Last nigga tried me, almost got popped in Lenox
As the cops, ask the detectives, they know all the business
Ask the cops and the detectives, all the jury districts
Ask the kids at school who ambitious, all the missions
Gave the lawyer close to two mil’, he handle all the killings
I don’t know and I don’t wanna know who ‘flodged Bentley’s
I don’t know what’s goin’ bro, I think they all spillin’
We don’t speak ’bout shit on wax, it’s all mob business
We known to kill the biggest cats of all kitties
[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is talk of the century (Oh)
No time for gibberish, all the critics hearin’ this
All the bitches lipstick, and her pussy slippery
I can call a troop, go by the name of Duke
Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose (Woo)
Niggas stole a chain, but I ain’t worried, fool
I’ma keep on spinnin’ ’til they tell me who
[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is
[Verse 2]
I don’t gotta throw you shit like Kaepernick, nah
I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick
Yeah, R.I.P.

Young Thug – Mannequin Challenge Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
(You good, T-Minus?)
Uh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
I just did a week in jail and I caught me three new bitches (No cap)
Before you knew Dapper Don, bitch, I was Grandpa Grippin’ (On God)
I had a million dollars stashed away in a spot on the westside (Woo)
I bulletproofed the whole car, the stickers on the windows and all of the tires (Yeah)
I gave a million dollars to my dawg, now a nigga worldwide (Yeah)
Yeah, I got a collar on my hoes
I’m puttin’ diamonds on her toes
Nigga, we came from cookin’ noodles on the stove (Woo, woo, woo)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Off of the Perc’ and the Xan’ again, yeah (Yeah)
Walk in the sky like I’m Anakin, yeah (Yeah)
Doube G on me like mannequin, yeah (Yeah)
Make ’em freeze like a mannequin challenge in here (Yeah)
Me and slime dealin’ and dash (Yeah)
Kidnap the children and murder the parents (Yeah)
I went to Mexico, I brought the pesos (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fucked her, say hola, screamin’ in Spanish (Yeah)
I got the tool, no Handy Manny (Chk-chk, grra)
You and your Jack sound like you Randy (Grra)
I told that bitch to go swallow my kids
I don’t even wanna have no family (Yeah)
It’s me and Thugger, we rulin’ the planet, yeah
We goin’ harder than granite
Money old enough to fuck up your granny, yeah
I may go fuck on your granny
[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

Young Thug – Pussy Lyrics

‘Bout to set up a lil’ mouse trap
[Chorus]
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy (Woah)
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy (Woah)
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies
[Verse 2]
That’s your man, yeah
Hurry, pull off in a Hellcat
He owe me bands
Suck you some dick or I’m shootin’ your man, jack
She in the back
But she went dark in the nat, jack
She drink the nut, yeah
She don’t be spittin’ out nothin’, yeah
[Chorus]
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy (Woah)
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies
[Outro]
It’s a pussy, pussy, wussy
It’s a pussy, wussy, pussy
It’s a pussy, pussy, pussy
It’s a pussy, pussy, pussy Play this song
[Chorus]
(808 my crew)
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy (Southside)
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy (Pyrex whipper)
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies
[Verse 1]
It’s a pussy, pussy, wussy
It’s a pussy, wussy, pussy
Bal Harbours, and I was fresh out of charters
Louis V joggers, green Birkin, that Frogger
She with that nose bleed
She was gettin’ high as she ‘posed to be
I’m in another league
Whenever I ride, they notice me
She gave her throat to me
I bought her a big face Rollie-ie
She breakin’ your code with me
I bought her the rose gold rosary
Jump in the back, this is a bullet proof ‘Lac
500 racks, baby said, “Don’t get fat”
Extra racks, what I charge ’em to cook up is crack
Who been in the sack?

Martin Garrix – Home Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Oh, I was hiding from the pain
But now I’m tired of running
Felt like the gods forgot my name
[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, I didn’t know what I was looking for
We got so close to something beautiful
And now I’m never gonna let you go, you go, you go
[Chorus]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long
Hey, I found a way
Back to the streets where they know my name
You know I’ve been all around, all around
But you were always on my mind, on my mind
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah
[Pre-Drop]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah
[Drop]
[Verse 2]
Oh, I was falling from my high
And I came down to nothing
Feels like the gods left me behind
[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, I didn’t know what I was looking for
We got so close to something beautiful
And now I’m never gonna let you go, you go, you go
[Chorus]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long
Hey, I found a way
Back to the streets where they know my name
You know I’ve been all around, all around
But you were always on my mind, on my mind
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah
[Bridge]
Been so long, been so long
Been so long, long, long
Been so long, been so long
Been so long, long, long
[Pre-Drop]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah
[Drop]

Hoodie Allen – IDK Why Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah (Na, na, na, na, na)
Hoodie,  ooh
Yeah,  yeah
[Verse 1]
I tried to tell your ass before but you just ain’t listen
Now I’m the reason that you pissed and, like Blake Griffin
You  say I spend way too much time around these fake bitches
But  every time I shoot my shot you know I ain’t missin’
I’m Horace Grant with the goggles, baby great vision
It’s  supercalifragilistic that’s how I’m livin’
I mean it’s always poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ ’round me girl
But I ain’t tryna brag it’s nothin’ but a hobby girl
I’m icy like a hockey player, more connected than the mayor
Fuck  it, I swear everyone I know is tryna do me favors
Never thought I’d be a player, tryna find my own Zendaya
If you walked away right now, I wouldn’t even blame ya
[Chorus]
It go like this, a hell of a try
You fall in love, and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists
[Verse 2]
I’m just tryna be faithful, I’m always respectful
She asks “How you feelin’?”, I tell her successful
The ice on my wrist, perma, it ain’t a rental
I’m so generous, they compare me to Kendall
I’d buy you the world if you let me
She say she down for a good time in Tempe
I tell her “girl don’t you tempt me”
We go straight to ASU, say “I really like the view”
We can kick it on the beach, maybe grab a bite or two
Get you backstage pass when I’m playing Bonnaroo
But this love won’t last, something bittersweet and true
I just gotta break it down for you
[Chorus]
It go like this (This), a hell of a try
You fall in love (Love), and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause (‘Cause), I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists
It go like this (This), a hell of a try
You fall in love (Love), and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause (‘Cause), I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists
[Outro]
I don’t know why love even exists
You sent me letters you seal with a kiss
All of the times and the texts that I missed
I don’t know why love even exists
I said “I don’t know why” (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)

Snoop Dogg – I C Your Bullshit Lyrics

Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
[Verse 1]
I see your phony ass
Out here actin’ like you changed with yo funky ass
Fake-fake as my last bitch, flunky ass
Mind all over the place with your clumsy ass
Niggas still fake-fake fakin’ like they not
Ferraris switchin’ lanes, ‘scape takin’ niggas spots
Oh, you thinkin’ that she love you? When you not? I can’t fake with you no more, I’m just not (Can’t do it)
All that fast talkin’ shit, it ain’t gon’ work here
Go back over there ‘fore you get hurt here
Shit hit the fan on the Klan, I was first-first
Think I’m a problem, on God, it get worse here
[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit? (No, you’re not)
Actin’ like you hot when you not? No, she just needs a sponsor
Claimin’ you a boss, but you still livin’ with yo mama
[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit? Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
[Verse 2]
Why you actin’ smart when you not? (On my mama)
When you not? Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
[Outro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me, me Play this song
[Intro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me
[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit? When you not? Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
[Verse 3]
Every time I see you, you beg a nigga for money
Don’t even ask how I’m doin’, but tell me keep it one hunnid
So, I’ma say it and mean it so you can hear this
Loud and clear, fuck outta here
See I’m a smile away, put the pile away
And I can smell bullshit about a mile away
Old bullshit-ass nigga, let it go
Or a bunch of bullshit is what you headed fo’
[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?

Snoop Dogg – Focused Lyrics

Baby, can you focus on me? Baby, can you focus on me? Baby, can you focus on me? Baby, can you focus on me? Baby, can you focus on me? Focus on me
[Verse 1]
So much smoke in the air, you can’t see shit
Servin’ Crip dick ’til the bitch sea sick
Bought everything, I don’t lease shit, G shit
Workin’ out so the fleece fit, cool
I’m on that who-you-wanna-be shit
West to East shit for all my dawgs and my Heathcliffs
Streets on tax so the heat’s on my lap
When it’s war, fuck the law, fuck it, bury me strapped
Money long as 21 Cadillacs
Matter fact, get it scratched like BattleCat
Hood politics, every real nigga battles that
Still standin’ ’cause the way a nigga handled that
10 toes down, never actin’ like a mark
Only nigga with a star that got put on at the Park, nigga
That’s on the set, that’s on my mama
I could still pull up at the Park, nigga
[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that
[Verse 2]
Gangbangers rejoice when they hear my voice
Pullin’ up in Rolls Royce, the hood in full-force still
Realizing I’m the source still
The wrong move could get my boys killed
So I focus on me
Makin’ sure this whole shit stay rollin’
And my baby boo neck stay frozen
Rich rollin’, on the clock, non-stop
And my bank account sure shows it
Big mouth Crip and the bitch niggas can’t close it
I was chosen
So don’t worry ’bout mine, nigga, we good
And fuck what y’all think, “Free Suge”
Diamond in the back with the leather with the wood in it
Banged around the world, made sure I kept the hood in it
Yeah, one time for the king
And I still smoke a nigga like a big bag of weed
On moms
[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that
[Outro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me? Play this song
[Intro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me? Baby, can you focus on me?

Snoop Dogg – First Place Lyrics

Never slowed up, no no, not at all
From the streets of Long Beach, it’s the Dogg
I hustled every day, how you think I got it all? Did it my way, I done broke a lot of laws
Always came in first place, I ain’t never tied with y’all
Everything real, I ain’t never lied to y’all
First place (First place)
[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh Play this song
[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I  gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
OG,  S-N-double O-P
Money talk, nigga, bullshit walk
‘Fore  a nigga show up, gotta envelope me
Big dog, you could never short me (What?)
I need it all upfront, no backend
Since a lil’ nigga, Dogg got it crackin’
On  deck all times, no lacking
Head on swivel ’cause anything can happen
I was banging before I was rapping (Rapping)
I was slanging before it was trapping (Trapping)
Always on go, it’s automatic
Gold medal caught my eye, I gotta have it
We lost Nip too soon, that’s tragic
But he gave LA more wins than Magic
More wins than Kobe and Shaq did
Champions never die, they everlasting
[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m a boss, I’m a genius, I can’t turn it off
A lot of niggas not caught from this cloth
You are witnessing a gangster evolve
After all the run-ins with the law (What?)
After life threw me all them curveballs (Curveballs)
You’da thought I gave up, but nah (Nah)
Grow man, thug it out, stand tall
Who sold millions of records and balled?

Young Thug – Sup Mate Lyrics

(Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what’s brackin’, mate? Play this song
[Intro: Future]
(DY Krazy)
Yellow tape, I put that on (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, life’s great (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, crime pay (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob, yeah, yeah)
20 cars, matte black (Yeah, yeah)
Surfin’ at the Ritz Carlton (Yeah, yeah)
22 pink toes (Poof, poof, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
Oxycontin what I piss
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
What’s up, mate? Bitches love a nigga’s accent (Woo, woo)
Pain pills, codeine, hydro, acid (Woo, woo)
I hang with some slimes, pullin’ kick doors (Woo, woo)
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin’
Gucci socky on my feet
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
One, two, three, I got freaks
Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
Ooh, ass and her titties
Ooh, that ting litty
And my Spanish ting, she bad like J. Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo)
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no fucks, mate (Woo, mate)
Give no fucks, mate (Woo, fucks, mate), I’m up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It’s up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no fucks, mate
Let’s fuck, mate (Woo)
Fucked my classmate (Woo), fuck, shit, let’s splash, mate (Woo)
Or suck that shit, let’s splash, hey
[Verse 2: Future]
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all
Wanna try this shit, let me know
We prepare first and then Columbine
Trenchcoat, under a nigga’s sleeve
[Refrain: Future & Young Thug]
Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3: Future]
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin’ it down, I’m smokin’ a pound, I’m fuckin’ around (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all
[Chorus: Future]
What’s up, mate? Lo (Ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her asshole (Ooh, ooh)
50 round clip, got my Draco (Ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug classes (Ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind, Margiela ten toes (Ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind, I’m a nympho (Ooh, ooh)
[Outro: Future]
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh) (Woo)
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I’m geeked, mate, pushin’ weight, outta shape (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4: Young Thug & Future]
Red wings, red bottoms, I’m a fuckin’ devil (Yeah, yeah)
20 tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah)
I done gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles
[Verse 5: Future]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna fuck on a bitch (Yeah)
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique (Yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I’m gettin’ it (Uh)
Step on the floor, now I’m lit (Woo)
[Refrain: Young Thug & Future]
Wipe his nose, wipe a nose (Woo)
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo)
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo)
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 6: Future & Young Thug]
I’m so high, all I can say is “Woo, woo, woo”
I can’t talk, I barely could say, “Woo, woo, woo”
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh)
Fuck that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (Fuck it, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 7: Young Thug & Future]
Count a half and another
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can never be a facade, relative
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up to the sky with my mom, brothers
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They let it hit from the side, they were all cudders
(Woo, woo, fuck it, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 8: Future]
Oh, okay, fuck her good, make her try voodoo
Okay, my plug put me on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, pay it in full, I’m a black Jew
What’s population? I come from the trenches, we pray for a brick
What’s poppin’, lady?

Young Thug – What’s Your Move Lyrics

I’m tired of earnin’ you (Oh yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
Make it rain on you (Rain)
It was hard to maintain too, uh
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy I’m tired of earnin’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too, yeah, woah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jeans, they so tight, they don’t fit
Still I walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than 50 on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons mix it up with the Rick’
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me “My bad”
Made it from the soil, made it from the rags
Richer than your first, richer than your last
L U V, know I got the swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan
I groove around, party pack with hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Diamonds they cook my wrist
Leg it, they fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick
Bitch had it ‘lot like a pig (Shee)
Fist work came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist (Grab AK)
Gorilla, rub your Bape on a bitch
Shoot your card K on a bitch (Bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (We livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play no)
Do everything the same on a bitch
We only pick the brain of the bitch
I thought to [?] big bills on a bitch
I got a few C’s on a bitch
I made another lead on a bitch
My diamond ’bout to [?] bitch
[Bridge: Young Thug]
What’s the move? Play this song
[Intro: Young Thug]
(BL$$D)
I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
Bitch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl
I jumped out the Porsche and when straight up girl (Straight up girl)
You can leave your trousers here, you know the world
[Bridge: Young Thug]
What the move?

Young Thug – Bad Bad Bad Lyrics

Quickly take off like I’m LeBron Play this song
[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Rich nigga shit, I bought my thottie a new Patek
Got a model, got a thickie, got a BM, got a stallion
Got a billion dollar corporation, fuck a Xanny
I got millions to go get and a couple bitches to–uh, yeah
You my dawg ’til we dead, not a question
But I can’t fuck with you like I want ’cause you ratted
Got a million dollars in the wall, in the band’
And got it stepped-on, got it hard, got it crackin’ on her
Half a million, I just did a warm up for half a million, uh, uh, mmm
I can buy the buildin’
I can rent this shit out or save it for the children
I can dead this shit out or give it to the villains
Somewhere they can hide when they do some killin’
All of the rides got grenade ceilings
Loaded with a ride, cost a cool million
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Paper tag, peanut butter seats, I’m ridin’
I be in the foreign, fuck with slime, we tied in (Slatt)
Different color Diors on my feet, I couldn’t decide which
Never talked about it, she done made herself my side bitch
Trash bag gang, I can put that on Elijah
Street chose me, I ain’t never had to sign up
Then we hittin’ bitches in the group, I make ’em line up
Beep, beep, beep, that’s me, nigga, get back
Real dopeboy, don’t know how to work a CashApp
How many you got? I’ll send it ‘lone, bring the cash out
I been sippin’ lean, ’bout to pee ’til I pass out
Went to sleep ‘partment, woke up in the paradise
Niggas stealin’ drip but it don’t matter, they don’t wear it right
They don’t even speak but I can see I got ’em terrified
Double R truck, come through, shit on everybody
Bad, bad, bitch, good head, hit her every night
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy
[Outro: Young Thug]
Take the four doors off of the Jeep (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain’t doin’ no swaps with a freak, uh (Bad, bad, bad)
We can handle this shit out in the streets, yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain’t goin’ to a house for a meetin’, yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
Pull up in a truck, any season
Niggas never comin’ out, then we leavin’
How could nigga take a loss if he leavin’?

Sam Smith – How Do You Sleep? (Acoustic) Lyrics

Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight
Tell me, how do you lie? Tell me, how do you lie? Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah, mmm
[Verse 1]
I’m done hatin’ myself for feelin’
I’m done cryin’ myself awake
I gotta leave and start the healin’
But when you move like that, I just wanna stay
[Pre-Chorus]
What have I become now? All that fear and all that pressure
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
[Post-Chorus]
Tell me, how do you lie? All that shame and all that danger
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me? Lookin’ through your phone now
Oh now, love to you is just a game
Look what I have done now
Dialling up the numbers on you
I don’t want my heart to break
[Chorus]
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me? Tell me, how do you lie? I am not this desperate, not this crazy
There’s no way I’m stickin’ ’round to find out
I won’t lose like that, I won’t lose myself
[Pre-Chorus]
Look what I have done now
Diallin’ up the numbers on you
I don’t want my heart to break
[Chorus]
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me? All that shame and all that danger
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me? All that fear and all that pressure
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
[Post-Chorus]
Tell me, how do you lie? Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight
[Verse 2]
Oh, no, how did I manage to lose me? Tell me, how do you lie? Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight
[Outro]
Tell me, how do you lie?

Hoodie Allen – Whatever USA Lyrics

Got a girl in Mississippi and Kentucky
And one in Vegas, so she always gettin’ lucky (Ooh)
[Chorus 1]
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
Got a chick in Tuscaloosa, Alabama
Don’t gotta ask me “Whose your girl?” in Indiana (Ooh)
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I’m in whatever USA, zip code don’t wanna say
Can’t remember the name, new city like every day
Got women flashin’ me when I’m in Tulane, it ain’t Mardi Gras
Out in Arizona these Wildcats wanna party hard
I feel like Van Wilder, I’m onto my seventh year
I snap my fingers into women just appear
Let me make it clear
You and your friends are tens, I’m down to Volunteer
Pull up, climb in my van, just like a Mountaineer
I’m here for a minute and then I’m Gonzaga
Hardest workin’ rapper prolly sellin’ shows in Montana
Tell them hoes it don’t matter
I go state to state like I’m transferin’
NCAA, new chick always answerin’
Got a girl in College Station, down in Texas
And one in Memphis who reminds me of my exes (Ooh)
[Chorus 2]
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
Got a girl in Tallahassee and Miami
She really love me, told me I should win a Grammy (Ooh)
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
[Outro]
Whatever USA
All American, all hits Play this song
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I’m in whatever USA, zip code so far away
Can’t remember the name, Google Map to locate
I’m chillin’ with some Notre Dames, show me how the South bends
And my dogs hold me down when we show up in Athens
Back then, we had dreams of being famous and shit
Was such a rebel as a kid, I could’ve went to Ole Miss
I never stress it anymore, you know I’ll go with the vibe
My chick in Alabama told me I should roll with the Tide
No lie, I’m such a Leo at Penn State, I’m a lion
Got every comin’ after me at Duke like I’m Zion
I know a Harvard girl, she always got a lot on her mind
She sent me a million texts, but yo I hardly reply
You know why?

Young Thug – Ecstasy Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
12 Hunna on the beat
DY Krazy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, privacy
[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin (Yeah)
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
I just drunk a PT, it was double sealed up
[Verse 1]
Yes, it’s paid for, it’s pretty and classy
You look way, way, more idiot than your crushes
Icy, icy, I got baddies in my custody
I been chewin’ on that chewy and this ecstasy
I been kickin’, bitch, and drippin’ Louis quilt
Hundred Percocets, I took like four or five off the rip
My dick hard, bitch, come get after it
Growin’ up, I kept a gun like a veteran
Soul snatcher from this, you ain’t comin’ back from this
She bad, treat her like the principal at teacher list
Yeah, make sure that the opposites kickin’ it
Yeah, jewelry kickin’ bullet and we keepin’ it, no cap
[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
Drunk a PT double sealed up
[Verse 2]
Rockin’ the boat full of meth, ceramic van, yeah
Better pop at his mans, yeah
Man, I never relax, yeah
Yeah, I took the top off the coupe and skrt off on they ass
And that’s what it was, ooh
I told the judge, “Mothafuck a subpoena
You know I been sippin’ on mud”, yeah
I’m in the back with the killers, don’t try that
My niggas gon’ take all your mud, yeah
I been fallin’ in love, so I can’t talk about my thot, yeah
Shawty been swimmin’ in charges
Time to put black Balenciaga tux, yeah
I don’t wanna talk about no hoes with my dad, yeah
Suck me, baby, give me some of your time, yeah
Yes, I could tell the way he dress, he ain’t want no smoke
I ain’t rolled inside the brand new Benz, it’s so cold, yeah
Side note, I fucked your daughter and your ho, yeah
[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
I just drunk a PT, it was double sealed up