Meghan Trainor – Honey Honey Lyrics

But the thought of you got my mind in a mess
So put your lies, put your tries, and your money away
Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls, who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money
Stop trying so hard to convince me (me, yeah.)
That you are the one I already see (Already see, woah)
Did you really think that I would judge you more? Boy, you make my heart fall down to the floor
So put your lies, put your tries, and your words away
Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money
No, you know that I hate, the ones who act fake
Cause they think I like it
You say their wrong, been wrong for too long
And I can’t take it
So baby change your ways
Today
Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money
Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money
Money, money, ma ma ma money
Honey, honey ha ha ha honey
Baby look in my eyes
And know that I’m true, I’m true
Don’t gotta impress nobody but you, but you
Did you really think that I would love you less? who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money
Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls.

King Los – 410 Gang Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh
Ain’t no city light the city on
What nigga
Check it out look
[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)
[Verse 1]
Okay, niggas looking silly ima prolly get a billi Im a product of the realest really got us with gorillas
Chilling in front of the building with my niggas in the jects
Lil nigga from the west getting figures in them checks like
Please don’t kill my vibe fuck up my day, yeah
Bullshit to the side fuck out my way, yeah
I hear them talk shit but thats okay
I just made another play a hundred k, yeah
Im from the town, Baltimore city they lay niggas down
I put it down, don’t fuck with no clown
They pushing that white or they flipping that brown no slipping lil nigga be gripping that ground
Convincing me take a lil trip through the town and I hold you down when you get to the
[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)
[Verse 2]
Im live and im from the side where they ride or die
A lot of niggas down to spy by the product I
Birthed a lot of niggas, served a lot of niggas
Hurt a lot of niggas, brutalized a nigga, murder lot of niggas
Ooh, I been a good king no cosign
I ain’t never heard no flow like mine
Niggas know I run this shit (On time)
Niggas know I run this bitch (On time)
Ooh keep it cool sure don’t crash slip uh
Chopper hit a nigga make him backflip yeah
I rap for the niggas never had shit ooh
Flew to the city got it back lit ooh
I reached out to every nigga that was building I slid in the dm’s that last made a killing and thats just the greatest muhfuckin feelin
Like hoppin in rarris and dropping the ceiling
Or being from nothing and clocking a million thats gangsta thats gangsta thats gangsta lets get it lets get it
This shit is a banger lets get it make a hundred million and come back and split with a
[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

Russ – Splash Out 3.0 Lyrics

Verse 2:
Shit den, pull up they panic ching him (ching him)
Metal straight in him
Big ting ain’t no kitchen (large one)
Rip skin tear off his ting (tear it)
Cheeky try slap off a [?]
Back this one it comes with a bang (bow)
No talking just stretch out my hand
Slap more then 3 man in your gang
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits (ching splash)
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Verse 3:
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it
Outro:
Got kicked out a section too
Shsh backed a wap on you
Shit den i feel sorry for you
In your vid thats my jacket too
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure
Do up an opp with pleasure
Akee fuck the verbal attck me [Russ]
Intro:
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them
‘i i i i love mr. WOT entertainment’
G8
Cruuuddddddd
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Verse 1:
Classified member
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure (none)
Do up an opp with pleasure (do him)
Akeee pull up my rams get splashy (splash splash)
Fuck the verbal attack me (come)
Got plenty names on this shank b (nuff)
Still walk with sticks come like bambi
She said i’m sweeter than candy (sweet)
Just hit up the spot and cream it
Samples for the cats just tease ’em
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them (onsite)
Left numerous fuck boys bleeding
Left humerous big men screaming (bitches)
She’s mine if i start gunleaning
[?]
25+ your way too bitter
Live in the flesh
Fat boy got quicker
Still out here can’t see that nigga
Smash mans car, insurance nigga?

KRS-One – You Like Me Lyrics

As long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)
If I’m talkin bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)
But the second I start with the state of the economy
Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty
That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion
You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin
This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin
Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution
People love to see a young Black man rap
Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap
So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)
If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)
But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it
The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic
I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted
But they not really checkin for skills, they want the gimmick
Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em
But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem
Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
US foreign policy is simply just bomb em
Rebels against they own government, the US arms em
Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em
More money, more diplomacy, just charm em
If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama”
Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em
Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance
But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance
So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)
If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)
You like me, you like me, you like me
You like me, you like me, you like me

Classified – Damn Right Lyrics

(Realtor) Yeah, during the boom; bad handler
(Classified) Can we go check it out? I know you feeling good, but this could quickly turn fatal
Don’t ever stop the music when you rocking like this
‘Cause you could lose a great thing like 2Pac in Nine-Six
[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on
[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you
[Outro]
Damn right
(Mike Boyd) Luke, where you at? Yeah, I’ll give you ten minutes
(Classified) Yeah, I wanna go check it out. Come on
(Realtor) Nice to see you, welcome
(Classified) How you doing man, this is the place? (Realtor) I guess their ten minutes is up … What are you doing man? Don’t go breaking anything! (Realtor) You bet it’s the place
(Classified) It’s a lot older than what the ad said
(Realtor) Oh it’s old; it’s real old, a man died in there
(Classified) Really? Take a couple pictures
(Realtor) You take whatever you want
(Realtor) Do whatever you want in there, I wouldn’t go in
(Realtor) You go hear me, don’t break anything in there
(Realtor) You hear me? Luke! (Realtor) I ain’t never been in there, man; no one ain’t
(Realtor) No one been in there since the man died
(Realtor) You wanna check it out? (Mike Boyd) Luke? [Intro]
(Realtor) Hello! Here, here goes another classic (here goes another classic)
Yeah, let’s take it back to
[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you
[Chorus #2]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
Yeah, you’re talking that bullshit
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
And yo, straight from the motherfucking field
Everything I do is too real, too ill
Said they want rap shit, gotta give ’em rap shit
Run up in your city with that gritty boombox shit
Yell it to the world, never sleep on me
I’m just tryna wake ’em up with some free coffee
This is what you need, this isn’t tongue in cheek
This is that one, two, three
No Sesame Street, but the numbers speak; like, come on
It’s going down, I’m ’bout to free fall
I hold it down like a fat kid on a seesaw
I do it bigger than bigger, I do it big y’all
I ate a volume of balls bigger than beach balls
I’m locked and loaded this is for survival
Fuck fame, it killed my idols; Biggie and Michael
And ain’t nobody talking making any sense
Like people at the shows still sitting in the stands
Yeah; I bet it all like Pro-Line
I ran it through the goal line, and hit the fucking gold mine
They try to leave me out to dry, hang ’em from the clothesline
But watch me go with Showtime, that’s why I pay ’em no mind
[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on
[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you
[Verse 2]
Let me nibble on your nipple and tickle you ’til you giggle
Baby, I keep it dirty since I was simple and little
I scribble these riddles to spin your head like a swivel
I talk my way out of pickles, you talkin’ so superficial
We know it, we know it; I keep it hardcore like parkour
Luke against the Dark Lord like it’s Star Wars
I keep it sweating like Rick Ross, flip flops
I took my life into my own hands like criss-cross
Don’t even try to correct me (you won’t)
Don’t even try to understand and dissect me
And keep your mouth shut, you’re talking too recklessly
I’m ’bout to cut your lifeline, like a vasectomy
Successfully, I did this domestically
Without any recipe, I kept the integrity
I’m better than I ever been, I’m legend and a gentleman
Pumping like adrenaline, I’m pain relief like medicine
Man, who bumped the damn turntable?

Russ – Tell Me Why Lyrics

[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty & Russ]
Tell, tell, tell, yuh (yuh)
[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting
[Verse 1]
Watch you back up
Know you’re scared to love again
Every time you try, part of you just dies, you lookin dumb again
It’s so hard to trust again
So just like that you don’t (uh)
You ‘gon just get drunk again roll up and fuckin’ smoke (uh)
That one used to beat on you
That one used to cheat on you
The only one that cared, you ain’t believe him so he’s leavin you
Ain’t no family round you
Ain’t no friends that you can trust
Ain’t no love within yourself
But ain’t no way I’m giving up (come on)
[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I swoop in and do my thing against my better judgment
I could tell you been through hell you need some better loving
I see movin on is hard
I see nooses round your heart
I see bruises, I see scars
I see proof to wanna start over
But you can’t see past the pain
I swear your past got you enslaved girl, you can’t see past the chains
I try showin you and tellin you the love you deserve
But me lovin you won’t work until you lovin you first (damn)
[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for someone
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

Moneybagg Yo – Dice Game Lyrics

it was confidential (shh)
Check cleared, I’m just pushing enter (woo)
Uniport, I’m gettin’ monumental (cash)
[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)
[Outro]
You better bet on me
You better bet on me
You better bet on me [Intro]
Tay Keith
[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)
[Verse]
You better bet on me, man I been passin’
You probably want me to crap out (seven)
I bet I jump before, let’s bet a hundred more (what’s that?)
That’s a rack on the come-out (G ball)
I’m in the Don, bae shotgun
Let down the roof ’cause the sun out (sun out)
White paint (dope), white interior (coke)
It feel like I’m in the crack house (blow out)
I feel like Lucious, hittin’ this cookie
I’m on the yellow, pour up gushy
Balenciagas, fit like footies
Grain on draco look like Woody (Toy Story)
Got no plaques but my shows packed
Louis, ‘Venchy, I’m mismatched
I can’t lose, play to win, bet on me, I’m all in
I rock an ice chain, just got the watch plain
She left her last man for me, she did the right thing
I was gettin’ twenty a show last year
But you know the price changed (up)
I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (what’s that?)
I’m in a tight lane (whoa)
Baby you can’t even tell your friend
They may rat on us (be quiet)
Yeah we lust and fuck
She got his name covered up
Then went and got me tatted (yeah)
FaceTime me in some green panties (yeah)
I been toting a lot of blue money (what else?)
Chanel junkie and Supreme addict (turn up)
Taste the rainbow, roll the Skittles (woo)
Every nigga with me tote a pistol (big one)
Send a hit and I’m rollin’ with him (yeah)
And we ain’t stoppin’ ’til we know it’s in him (grrr)
King suite, Intercontinental (yeah)
Who you with?

Vic Mensa – Metaphysical Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can you wait for me baby
You the only one on my mind
Summer nights don’t cold as winter
When you’re not by my side
I don’t care if I look crazy
Nevermind who’s been in your bed
Do what you like what’s your body
I live in your head
[Chorus 1]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s real as rain
That’s some that’s real as rain
Put it on me
You talk too much, I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right
[Verse 2]
Can you let down your armor
I know it’s to guard your heart
Made a fight for you like soldier
You’re a prisoner of war
Lay my cards on the table
I hear love is a losing game
May I shoot my shot
Never go explain
[Chorus 2]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s built to last
That’s some that’s built to last
Baby, I don’t need it to make sense
I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
[Bridge]
I been, I been here, you been near
But I’m always there
Let me know if you get this
Loving you from a distance
Let me know if you hit it
I don’t care if you hit it
Come alive when he’s not there
I’ll sneak through your window
[Outro]
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain it
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right

YG – Band Drum Lyrics

Bomb first
Trained to go, **** hesitation
Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy, but of all men
Set an example by demonstration, not conversation
Fear of God, but with God keep a faithful relation
Do the unthinkable, pop up on that ass out the blue like peek-a-boo
All a man gots is his **** and his word
So whatever that man says, he gots to do
And if that ***** is yours, protect it by all means
Keep them real ******, some top lawyers, financial advisors and them get-the-job-done riders on your team
And now you’re ready for the world, ya-da-da-mean
Stay dangerous [Intro: YG]
I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer
Stay laced up
On Bloods
Stay laced up
[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 1: YG]
Uh, uh, baddies, lumps
Uh, uh, Mr. Klumps
Uh, uh, she on my, ****
**** her once, I don’t *** the butt
YG always cuss, YG do too much
Oh my God he always wearin’ red, he a super Blood
You ****** super sus, act like y’all be pistoled up
When them shots fire, all you ****** did was duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck
Duck, duck, duck, goose
I don’t want her, she boof, uh
Heard that ***** loose, uh
Yeah she with the *****, ayy
Gave me head in the coupe
[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Woo
Big gun, handgun, shootout, And-1
Hop out, tap out, time out, damn, son (what?)
Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks
Goku, Trunks, asthma pump
Uh, uh, hit a ***** once he done
Crack ’em like Humpty Dumpty
She don’t wanna ****, she dumb
Uh, uh, pastry cup
Cakey, rump, ice cream
‘Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, wide screen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the corner with the pink mink
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink
Gold bank, roll 8, gold links
Whole gang hold weight
[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
[Outro]
Alert!

Queen Naija – Bad Boy Lyrics

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
The way you rocking my world
[Verse 1]
Yeah you’re my distraction
Love our connection
I see so much when I look at you
You get potential
Time is essential
But I’ma take my time with you
‘Cause you need it
You just need someone to keep it real with you
And I see that
I’ma be the one to put that seed in you
You don’t gotta worry
I won’t judge you from your past
I know you’re not the first
But I’ll make sure that you’re my last
We live two different lifestyles baby
But we can change that
Just promise not to hurt me
‘Cause you know I told you that
[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better
[Verse 2]
I ain’t really used to it but I like it
‘Cause you’re so enticing
Love the way you walk and how smooth you talk
How you move in silence
How fast you be driving
Hold me when I’m crying
And as long as you need me
You know I’m always riding
You open up to me and show me something new
Taught me how to hold my own
I fight myself while holding you
If it was up to me I’d hold for ever (ever)
Up somewhere that we can go together (so it’s a crazy thing)
[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better
[Bridge]
So, so bad in a really good way
By the time I’m done with you
You gon’ wanna stay
But it’s so so bad in a really good way
Such a bad boy but I’ll make you good for me
[Outro]
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better

Queen Naija – Mama’s Hand Lyrics

– Nah I miss you
– You do miss me, give me kissy
– Thank you, I give kissy too, muah, I love you
– Love you too mama
– Okay bye
– Okay bye
– *Laughs*
[Verse 1]
When I first laid eyes on you
When I heard your heartbeat too
Oh I never knew, I could witness an angel so beautiful
From the very moment you arrived I felt something new inside
I developped a love that was so unconditional
[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 2]
I’ll never let nobody hurt you
Give you the world ’cause you deserve it
Teach you how to treat a woman
Let you know you’re gonna be something great
I want for you to shine so bright
Know you can do anything through Christ
I see that there is a star inside of you
I’m so glad you’re in my life
[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Bridge]
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Hold on to my hand
Hold on to my hand
Never let it go
Ooh ooh, yeah
Son hold on to my hand
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand, never let it go
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Son hold on to my hand, never let it go, woah, oh, oh, oh
[Outro]
– I love you
– I love you too momma [Intro]
– Mommy
– Hold on baby, hi stinky , you miss me? – You don’t miss me?

Mr Eazi – Property Lyrics

[Intro]
Na money be koko
It’s your boy Eazi
Zaga What? Zaga That
[Chorus]
Baby all of my property
All of my property
I give you authority
I give you authority
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me
[Verse 1]
I will like to know what you want (Zaga dat)
I will like to know what you need eh eh ah
I will like to know your size
So that when I am shopping I go dey buy am tight
Me I no be aka gum (Stingy)
I be Generious
Me I no go do you wrong like Lazarus
Baby maky go Jeje
Till the morning light
Me I no dey tight my hand o
[Chorus]
So Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me
[Verse 2]
Na money be koko (Owo ni koko)
Your body be koko (yea Body be koko)
Baby walacolombo
For your sake I go walangoloco
From 9ja you dey disturb Soweto
Yea, Come make we go Toronto yeh yeh yeh
[Chorus]
Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me yeh eh eh
[Outro]
Na money be koko

Moneybagg Yo – Exactly Lyrics

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
[?]
Can’t hear you
Punch me in
Do it all over
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Back then she ain’t fuck with a nigga, but now she wanna cuff me
My sack bigger
Fuck on her, I leave
I’m that nigga
Dope on top of them trees like cat litter
I ain’t choosing no side, I stay in the middle
How the fuck he gon’ ride? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic
Hey! He ain’t kill a nigga
I got over two bodies like John Diller
[?], we done hung niggas
Wockhardt on the bottle, that’s actually
Crack the seal
What I’m pouring up? [Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
(Bagg)
For that pack I want exactly what I told you
And that’s closure
Dispensary out in Colorado, keep a backwood full of doja
Machine gun ‘cross the shoulder, wake the whole house up
Folgers
Shawty tripping on poster, like I’m ‘posed to
She want exposure
Six cars, I’m more than mobile
Rockstar, I’m never sober
Shit at all, what I owe them exactly? Actavis
New Ferrari, buy it
I put a MAC in it
Yellow bitch, big booty
I’m smashing shit
From the gutter, fuck the rapping
I’m jacking shit
Money talking
Nigga playing, we smashing shit
[?], nigga know that we cancel shit
Fully loaded, fully ammo, immaculate
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic
[Outro]
Tay Keith too bangin’ Two for one, only one was a baddie
Plug hit, say he having contractions
That mean yay on the way (any day)
Straight off the block to a billboard spot
That mean I’m hotter than May
[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’?

Mac Miller – What’s The Use lyrics

Why you trippin’? Give you somethin’ that your eyes can witness
Ooh, too close
I don’t understand why you doing the most
[Chorus: Mac Miller + Snoop Dogg]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use?What’s the use? Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice
[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, okay we colder than the breeze
But the breeze ain’t flowin’ like me, motherf*cker hol’ up
You don’t need to hol’ up, yeah
And I can show you how I seem what it is what it truly might be
Nothing that you know of, you don’t need to hol’ up
I’m so above from beyond you take drugs to make it up
Way up where we on, space shuttle, Elon
Time we don’t waste much, f*ck and we wake up
Then have her sing just like Céline Dion
Catch me if you can but, you never catch me damn
Whole lotta “yes I am”
All the way in with no exit plan
Already left and the jet don’t land
Yeah, the time is ticking
Come take a ride, get inside, this is highly different
I’m talking fly like a pilot would
Can I mind my business? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use? Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice
[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
You can love it
It just freaks me out What’s the use? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use? [Chorus]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it? Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice
[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
When I’mma give you what you came for, yeah
Shoulda perk too hard to have a clue who you are
Set the bar so far but par we can parlay all day
Crib long range with the yard
I know I should probably pray more but you gotta love me
‘Cuz I save the day spendin’ money
When I had nothing sh*t it wasn’t so funny
Made a promise to the homies nobody go hungry
Look how far we came, still they throwin’ dirt on my name
But it never worried my brain
Heads turnin’ like a hurricane swervin’
Tell the sun get up outta my shade
If they don’t get the picture, cut ’em out of my frame, sh*t
I’m up 30 thou miles plus change
Spend a while but I’m down ’till I’m out
And it is what it is ’til it ain’t
[Bridge: Thundercat]
[Chorus: Mac Miller + Snoop Dogg]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it?

Fat Joe – Attention lyrics

[Intro: Fat Joe]
It’s like Déjà vu
Ladies love cool Dre
Crack! Two Birkins in the drop
Verdicts out, yeah I put it in her mouth
Fat ass, slim waist, thick lips, no face, no case so they can’t say sh*t
Yeah she did it yeah she did it on the floor, on the sink, on the counters of the kitchen
Now you’re coming to your senses
Got it wet, Six Flags Great Adventure
Ever since I put that ass in detention
You were showing ass on the crack for attention
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time
[Verse 2: Dre]
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your, ooh
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Just so you know
Here we go with the same Drama
You actin’ out, seen this before, you after clout
Before you know it you be on the outside
Lookin in, like damn I’m missin’ them good times
Your last nigga did the plug walk
Price trippin’ like how you let the plug walk, yeah
Speak all facts that’s the plug talk
Got you sendin me texts lets f*ck talk
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time You gotta love us
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
What’s love but a little ménage
What’s Trump without a little of Kanye?