Young Thug – Chanel (Go Get It) Lyrics

[Intro: Gunna & Future]
Anything she want she can get
Anything she want she can get
Anything she want she can get
Wheezy outta here
[Chorus: Young Thug]
She want Chanel, go get it, she want Chanel, go get it
She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin’ it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin’ it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin’ it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin’ it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, shine to the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it
[Verse 1: Gunna]
Anything you see, you can get it
Here go the keys to the Bentley
When I fuck her, I got good intentions
I just can’t get my palms to stop itchin’
Water on me like I live with the fishes
I done ordered every color in tennis
Got the diamonds put in by my dentist
I’ma shine when I’m skinnin’ and grinnin’
Ice my watch, I’m not wastin’ my time
Gunna dripping with Uzi and Slime
Connect with my bitch like WiFi
I’m in the DM like Cha Cha
I got Ms, I can take care of the southside
I’ve been bettin’ the billionaire ties
Got the Yves Saint Laurent heels in your size
Get the penthouse and fill it with vibes
Got Marc Jacobs, they cover my eyes
She need help, I’ma send her a dime
I can’t pour nothing less than two lines
[?] the back seat reclines
She want me to put that dick in her spine
Take her shoppin’ and keep her from cryin’
Give you stones you one of a kind
Got Chanel with the C’s on both sides
[Chorus: Young Thug]
She want Chanel, go get it, she want Chanel, go get it
She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin’ it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin’ it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin’ it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin’ it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, shine to the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
They locked the door when we walk in Fendi
Save the 100’s, them dubs, we spendin’
Real dope boy, ain’t chargin’ no card
New G-Wagon, she already got
Real grown woman, she ain’t post her body
Check price tags, you want it, you get it
You a big Thugger fan, he scared to admit it
Gettin’ six for a show, I’m handlin’ business
LA for a month, get away from the city
Been sippin’ this syrup, I’ma need a new kidney
Just tell me where it’s at and I’ma go in and get it
‘Ever I say, she on it
New Range Rover, she want it
We don’t do “no,” she on it
Runnin’ out of space for the bags in her closet
Runnin’ through checks every day, no fraud shit
Rose gold Presidential Rollie look polished
Bad lil’ bitch, good brain go to college
You ain’t really gotta pay for nothing, I got it
Big bankroll, I ain’t totin’ no wallet
I don’t withdraw, nigga, name deposit
T-Pain, Plies, I call up my shawty, my shawty
[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
She want Chanel, go get it (she want Chanel, go get it)
She want Chanel, go get it (go get it)
She want this Fendi, go get it, she want a Birkin, go get it
She want this Gucci, she get it, she want this Louis, go get it
Loubs with the spikes, she get it, everything I got, she gettin’ it, yeah
Bentley sedan, she get it, hop out the Benz, she gettin’ it
Hop out the Lamb, she gettin’ it, the Porsche Cayenne, she gettin’ it
Hop out the coupe, she get it, shine to the shoes, she get it
I put my kids on her titty, anything she want she can get it

Young Thug – Oh Yeah Lyrics

Know you got a lucky one like me (me)
Take you from that dirty, made you who wanna be (yeah)
Survival of the fittest, had no choice, become a G (G)
It’s good to know that you can make it up up out them streets
You a star babe
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match it
Diamonds on me dancin’, got me lookin’ like Michael Jackson
I don’t want you dead, that’s that Fed talk
Most these niggas polices like Matlock
Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on, color my spleen
I can’t get enough of codeine
If you make me stop, you know you’ll owe me
Good pussy, good money, good genes
I just wanna show you love
I’m the one that got you Frank Chesters
I don’t want the time to be up, yeah
I don’t wanna find new love
Like a G4, like a G5, you get fly-y-y
You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my
Never stop, it’s always go
Send me nudes when I’m on the road
Send me nudes when I’m on the road, baby
Watch ’em before and after the show baby
Your body shaped just like a Coke, baby
But you already know
[Refrain: Young Thug & Hi Doraah]
Yeah, oh yeah (yeah)
Oh yeah (yeah)
Yea-ea-ea-eah
Yea-ea-ea-eah
K Bangerz [Intro: Young Thug]
All I said is for you to keep it real, each and every day
Aww, darling, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match it
Diamonds on me dancin’, got me lookin’ like Michael Jackson
I don’t want you dead, that’s that Fed talk
Most these niggas polices like Matlock
Armani the jeans, Gucci shirt on, color my spleen
I can’t get enough of codeine
If you make me stop, you know you’ll owe me
Good pussy, good money, good genes
I just wanna show you love
I’m the one that got you Frank Chesters
I don’t want the time to be up, yeah
I don’t wanna find new love
Like a G4, like a G5, you get fly-y-y
You a real one, such a real one, oh my, my, my
Never stop, it’s always go
Send me nudes when I’m on the road
Send me nudes when I’m on the road, baby
Watch ’em before and after the show baby
Your body shaped just like a Coke, baby
But you already know
K Bangerz
[Refrain: Young Thug & Hi Doraah]
Yeah, oh yeah (yeah)
Oh yeah (yeah)
Yea-ea-ea-eah
Yea-ea-ea-eah
[Verse: Hi Doraah]
I just went and bossed you up and your whole damn team (team)
Put you in designer, Christian Dior and McQueen (Queen)
Selfish ’cause I want you to hold it down with me (me)
Hold me down ’til the very end, a unity
How you feelin’?

Young Thug – Scoliosis Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, drink this cum, bitch getting pumped (woo)
Black bitch, Keke Palmer (black bitch)
Yeah, pray for a lifetime when you bond us (SEX)
Yeah yeah, real slow when I pump her (woo woo)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Maserati coupe, it’s a sedan in the garage (skrrt)
[?] all white gold, I’m no fraud (yeah)
Scoliosis, pink face Rollies with the chart
Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin’ large
High school, had a bomb in my [?]
Middle school, had that TEC in my locker
I ain’t had to run from the principal (no sir)
I did it because the principle
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I’ma dance, I was sexin yo’ mama (woo)
Nigga we smoked ’em, we don’t care ’bout no karma
All the homies are protected like Obama (woo woo)
Ancient gold Rolex like a condom (yeah)
Rolls gold, six froze on the Tonka (yeah)
Rolls gold, six by fours on the Tonka (yeah yeah)
Twelve colors on my clothes like a [?] (and what)
Twelve million to my hoe, she humongous (woo woo)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Maserati coupe, it’s a sedan in the garage (skrrt)
[?] all white gold, I’m no fraud (yeah)
Scoliosis, pink face Rollies with the chart
Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin’ large
High school, had a bomb in my [?]
Middle school, had that TEC in my locker (tec)
I ain’t had to run from the principal (no)
I did it because the principle
[Verse 2: Gunna]
Wide body benz with a big nose
Amazon bitch was in some white toes (let’s go)
She got extravagant head, know that deepthroat (deepthroat)
YSL, I’m only ’bout that lingo
That’s the beauty of it, sell some then we split
Coupled with Owen kicks, feds wanna take a pic
I saw some beauty in yo’ bitch, I’m tryna screw my dick
Came in your main real quick, now my kids born rich (let’s go, let’s go)
Ride the foreign, whip built up with toilets
I ain’t bring no cash out the back, cuddle my wallet
We soft like cottonelle, pussy nigga silent
I kill you rat, you stand no care in my conscious
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Maserati coupe, sedan in the garage (skrrt)
[?] all white gold, I’m no fraud (yeah)
Scoliosis, pink face Rollies with the chart
Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, living large
[Verse 3: Lil Duke]
Tesla truck (truck), yeah, we young and rich don’t give a fuck (give no fuck)
Heckler Koch (Koch), four five shells, yeah they gon’ live for more
Can’t wife no thot (wife no thot), I just fuck ’em then I give ’em up (I give ’em up)
Ten bands on the fit, hoes they say I do too much (I do too much)
They diggin’ this shit like a grave (grave)
Can’t do nothing ‘less, I’m gettin’ paid (paid)
My bitches so stuck in they ways (in they ways)
Walk through the back of the bitch, it’s a maze (it’s a maze)
Condo by lane, it’s a mall in it
Ain’t no one nigga, we all win (we all win)
Beat up that pussy, get tall in (tall in)
Lambo so low gotta fall in (fall in)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Maserati coupe, sedan in the garage (skrrt)
[?] all white gold, I’m no fraud (yeah)
Scoliosis, pink face Rollies with the chart
Pine-Sol, diamonds clean, livin’ large
High school, had a bomb in my [?]
Middle school, had that TEC in my locker (tec)
I ain’t had to run from the principal (no)
I did it because the principle
[Outro: Young Thug]
Rolls gold, six froze on the Tonka (yeah)
Rolls gold, six by fours on the Tonka (yeah yeah)
Twelve colors on my clothes like a [?] (and what)
Twelve million to my hoe, she humongous (woo woo)

Taylor Swift – Thirteen Blocks (Can’t Call It Love) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Stumble up the porch step
You sat down in the car
Only thirteen blocks across this town
To get to where you are
And that don’t offer me much time
To make up my mind
So I best be driving slow
On my way to letting go
These headlights they just wanna fade
Off into the night
But if they’re half as stubborn as me
They’ll just keep on shining bright
I ain’t ever been one to settle like
The dust does on the dash
Since the feeling ain’t strong
I’ll just move on
And leave this in my past
[Chorus]
Once you’re gone I know your memory’ll
Somehow get the best of me
So I question everything I do
Unsure of turning you away
Wondering love how I’ll act today
Until you find somebody new
So I’ve been holding on
Way too long
But not another minute
I’m gonna miss you bad but
Can’t call it love if you ain’t in it
[Verse 2]
Red light turns to green
Then back to red again
I wish there were some other travelers out here
To slow my travelling
Even though the wheel rolled on
Inside I still don’t know
Oh and it troubles me so
[Chorus]
Once you’re gone I know your memory’ll
Somehow get the best of me
So I question everything I do
Unsure of turning you away
Wondering love how I’ll feel today
I see you found somebody new
And I’ve been holding on
Way too long
But not another minute
I might miss you bad but
Can’t call it love if you ain’t in it
[Repeat Chorus]
[Outro]
Your car comes to a rest in the drive
You open up the door and I see you smile

Ariana Grande – breathin Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Some days, things just take way too much of my energy
I look up and the whole room’s spinning
You take my cares away
I can so overcomplicate, people tell me to medicate
[Pre-Chorus]
Feel my blood runnin’, swear the sky’s fallin’
How do I know if this shit’s fabricated? Time goes by and I can’t control my mind
Don’t know what else to try, but you tell me every time
[Chorus]
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on breathin’
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on breathin’, mmm, yeah
[Bridge]
My, my air
My, my air
My, my air, my air
My, my air
My, my air
My, my air, yeah
[Chorus]
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on breathin’
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, I keep on breathin’, mmm, yeah
[Outro]
Feel my blood runnin’, swear the sky’s fallin’
I keep on breathin’
Time goes by and I can’t control my mind
I keep on breathin’, mmm, yeah Mmm
Time goes by and I can’t control my mind
Don’t know what else to try, but you tell me every time
[Chorus]
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, keep on breathin’
Just keep breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’ and breathin’
And oh, I gotta keep, keep on breathin’
[Verse 2]
Sometimes it’s hard to find, find my way up into the clouds
Tune it out, they can be so loud
You remind me of a time when things weren’t so complicated
All I need is to see your face
[Pre-Chorus]
Feel my blood runnin’, swear the sky’s fallin’
How do I know if this shit’s fabricated, oh?

Janet Jackson – Made for Now Lyrics

ponte pa’ mí (right now), ponte pa’ mí (right now)
We’re made for now
[Outro: Janet Jackson & Daddy Yankee]
Made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (Janet Jackson)
Look around ponte pa’ mí (right now), ponte pa’ mí (right now) (Ponte, ponte, ponte)
We’re made for now
??? [Intro: Daddy Yankee]
Janet Jackson
Iconic
Daddy
[Verse 1: Janet Jackson]
If you’re livin’ for the moment
Don’t stop, and celebrate the feelin’
Go up, if you’re livin’ for the moment
Don’t stop, ’cause I break those ceilings
Go up
[Chorus: Janet Jackson & Daddy Yankee]
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (uno)
Look around (dos, tres)
We’re made for now (fuego)
[Post-Chorus: Daddy Yankee & Janet Jackson]
Everybody move your body, everybody
Everybody move your body, everybody (right now)
We’re made for now
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now)
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody
[Verse 2: Janet Jackson & Daddy Yankee]
If you’re livin’ for the moment
Don’t stop, try to celebrate the feelin’
Go up, if you’re livin’ for the moment (the moment, baby)
Don’t stop, ’cause I break those ceilings
Go up
[Pre-Chorus: Janet Jackson]
Love is in the rhythm now, we’re
Dancing with a whole new meaning
Love is on the way to fill you up
[Chorus: Janet Jackson & Daddy Yankee]
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (uno)
Look around (dos, tres)
We’re made for now (fuego)
[Post-Chorus: Daddy Yankee & Janet Jackson]
Everybody move your body (woo), everybody
Everybody move your body, everybody (right now)
We’re made for now
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now)
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now)
[Chorus: Janet Jackson]
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
We’re made for now (right now, right now)
Made for now (right now)
Right now (right now)
[Verse 3: Daddy Yankee]
Arriba la raza, estamos en la casa
Dale suelta en banda to’ lo que te atrasa
Muévete eso rápi-rápido
Muévete eso rápi-rápido
We don’t stop it, no te escapas
Yo soy volcán pero tú eres lava
Seguimos lighty, lighty, prendí’os
Vívelo hoy, que mañana se acaba
[Bridge: Janet Jackson]
Right now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (right now)
Look around
They’re made for now (right now)
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
[Chorus: Janet Jackson & Daddy Yankee]
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (sube)
Look around
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
We’re made for now
[Post-Chorus: Daddy Yankee & Janet Jackson]
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now)
We’re made for now
Everybody move your body (right now), everybody (right now)
We’re made for now
???

Stefflon Don – Favourite Girl Lyrics

Stretch marks any part in the section
Quick thoughts, no phones or reception
My baby keep me calm with affection
[Chorus: Haile]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving? Uh, Will to the Jada
Elizabeth, he need me like the paper
I got a bad attitude and it stink
But he still loves me like alcoholic loves a drink
Can you love my imperfections? Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
‘Cause you know we haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
Give me good livin’ so mi [?]
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
[Bridge: Stefflon Don]
Yeah, babe, you know mi not gon’ lie
I’ll never break a guy, hopin’ I don’t lie
You don’t see mi with no other guy
Baby, you set the temperature high
Lovin’ what you do, what you do to me
Give me good love, I don’t need money
Love the way you whine up on my body
Love the way you whine up on my body
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm
[Chorus: Haile]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving? Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work
[Verse 2: Stefflon Don]
(Don, uh)
[?], heard I’m next up, yeah, I’m on draft
Labels stop when I ring ’cause I’m hot prob’
Puttin’ rocks where my vest up, all that chest love
Foreign rocks like it’s hopscotch and I won’t stop
I dismiss all you chicks
Spit from the E 5th and I’m proud
Here’s to BIG PON
Diamonds lookin’ like my albino friend
Stick with, repossession tick when they hear the click, click
Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap, drip, drip
Boss up, call me [?] make it clap
Belly fat, pussy poppin’ from the fat
[Chorus: Haile & Stefflon Don]
Why I never whine my favourite girl
Sing out you are my favourite girl
Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl
Go down, go down, I hear it
Sing out the song now, oh
What is this loving? [Intro: Haile & Stefflon Don]
Yeah, in my zone, yeah, yeah
We haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Oh, you know we haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
He only messin’ with the real don, call too rude
If I ever got a problem, he got one too
Guns cock if you don’t cry, everythin’ die
No boy could never test I, that would never fly
So what you sayin’ to me? Only you know
Sing out you are my favourite girl
You know you are my girl
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work
Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come
Broken, work, work, work, work, work
Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done
Work, work, work, work, work

Stefflon Don – Precious Heavy Lyrics

[Intro]
Grimez
[Verse 1]
Fuck a nigga bring a bitch round
Let me show him how to stack P
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
This is everyting that I forseen
Mummy cryin’ that was back when
Steff Don was a likkle youth
Now I’m grown, she don’t cry tears
‘Cause I drop racks, that’s mother care
Payin’ is what they gon’ do
Hearin’ comments, sayin’ shit for likes
I’ma wish those likes paid
Check the page, that’s android
That CCTV footage
Bitch, you need a new phone
How you comment in them shit you don’t own? [Chorus]
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, everybody know my name
[Verse 2]
Rappers’ bodies gettin’ carried away
Don’t bury them ‘less you’re a minute late
Very blessed when I check my safe
My name ringin’ in every state
5-star on my sheets
40 racks while I sleep
Killin’ niggas and bitches too
Discrimination, I don’t do
Promise to win, I’ll never lose
Fuck a ring, I’m drippin’ juice
No love but self love
Selfless but caught up
Dumyoung ting, torn up
Fuck boys get your money up
Bitches mad ’cause I’m comin’ up
[Chorus]
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane
Pull up on then they never stick around
Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now
Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks
We run the city, everybody know my name
[Verse 3]
Time runnin’ out of focus
Slide bitches, mai tai, you haffi go look
If you know my side, you know that I’m with the stuff
Watch it when I ride, don’t compare me, oh
Pull up in the drop top
Mixtape fire, know you had to stop drop
Fuckin’ with my mother, eat your 16 shots
Ting so secure, I don’t need no padlock
Dem could never walk in my shoes
Dem could never get a 1.2
I don’t even lie, just tell the truth
I just tell the truth
Dem could never walk in my shoes
Dem could never get a 1.2
I don’t even lie, just tell the truth
I just tell the truth, mmm

Stefflon Don & DJ Khaled – Win Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
This the realest shit I ever said (DJ Khaled!)
They don’t want us to make it
They want us miserable, they want us broke
They wanna finish us
They don’t want us to win (another one)
So we gon’ win more pon dem bumboclaat
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
They don’t wan see mi mek it
Everyday, another ghetto yute haffi leg it
Dem a just neglected
All dem try on a set, none a dem couldn’t set it
Dem nuh wan see we mek it
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we mek it
Turn dem and we set it
Every hour mi win, dem nuh don’t wan mi see get it
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Big mi up pon the lean, star
But we know that the fussy dem nuh don’t like we
Dem wan itch up, itch up in a corner
But they just wan spite we
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we win
[Verse 2: Stefflon Don]
Dem badmind and jealous
Dem a pree mi ting, a wish bad fi it
But God blessings, a God mi seh
God blessings, a God mi seh
Every night, mi a pray to Jah, me seh
Dem nuh really badmind like dem, no
Clean heart a win everyday, good over evil a wan mi seh
Fuck all dem badmind people dem
Dem all dirty, dem all dirty, yeah
Dem nuh don’t wan see we win
People hot and badmind, dem nuh wan see we win
Dem a chat ’bout mi ting
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
Dem nuh wan see we win, dem nuh wan see we win
Chat dem a chat ’bout mi ting but
Not a penny dem have inna dem bank book
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
You nah fi ask if I got it like dat
Fresh, ever clean, everyting haffi match
Money haffi spend but the money come back
Batty fat, belly fat, everyting just a drop
Ever just make it like dat
Mi haffi carry nuff pressure pon mi back
Mi momma get nuff lick fi from mi daddy
So mi haffi make sure that she have it
So try chat to mi, chat to mi
Nuh a dem gyal a can’t chat to mi
Chat patois if you can, then nuh chat to mi
Face pretty but yuh inside damn ugly
So gwan yam batty
Likkle girl, go find your baby daddy
Hmmm, we can’t find nowhere
Look a job and ready, drop a sleep
The fucka wish dem a me
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Big mi up pon the lean, star
But we know that the fussy dem nuh don’t like we
Dem wan itch up, itch up in a corner
But they just wan spite we
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win
Dem nuh wan see mi win
Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting
[Outro: DJ Khaled]
Some bwoy dem a choose evil
We choose Jah
They played themselves
You can’t stop what’s destined in the wind
Stefflon Don, they wanna finish you
They want you broke, they want you miserable
So make sure you become a billionaire

Stefflon Don – Crunch Time Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayo, It’s crunch time niggas in 9, come get yo dick slime
Noreaga, there ain’t no ho running through my bloodline
Jet set what bitches gone bench, they swinging bullets
Government give me your money, cash, I don’t want checks
[Verse]
I ain’t never flopped, ask about me If you want
If you see me in the bank, come bout to fuck a couple racks
Ay, heads turn when I enter, got the best furs to your mister
But I want him he ain’t got shit, I’m a big bird not slender
Juice drip, collard greens, dirty money, pussy clean
T.E. bit, need it like a dumpling while I’m coming pee
On your knees (hot one), pretty like Flacko Jodye
Eat this pussy like it’s finger lickin’ chicken on a molies
[Hook]
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ shit
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch
[Verse 2]
Get’ em up, lick’ em down, they don’t want these problems now
Get these hoes see me, they see me but they don’t want me round
Keep your crown clown, I’ma done what the bloodclaat
Me nuh talk, I leave fishes swimmin’ in a blood bath
Let’ em marinade then fry ’em until they turn soft
Ejaculate on bitches tell them fi lick the cum off
Who she think she really playin’ with
I’m that kid with no patience, I ain’t playing bitch
Talking lips moving quick but ain’t saying shit
Dark knight, dim the light cause they aging quick
[Hook]
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run
Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’
When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’
Rule number one, never fuck with a Don
Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch

Stefflon Don – Finesse Lyrics

[Intro]
Don, uh
[Verse]
Bitch, I been finessin’ since the eighth grade
But now I’m gettin’ paid just to show face
If your nigga bummy, tell that nigga skate
Most my bitches hoes but they never fake
Still won’t pay the bill, even if I ate
I don’t pay for meals, I don’t go on dates
But I still get the cake ate
Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake
Toes on my page, livin’ out my case
Block, b-b-blockin’ that same pace
Bitch, I’m pretty, but I’m big parkin’
This ain’t ordinary, got the guards watchin’
This ain’t ordinary, ask my nigga Drake
He told me I’m the realest and them bitches fake
Never play the bench, I don’t play it safe
Don’t cut your nose just to spite your face
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Like I be chillin’ fuckin’ with the real estate
You never set trends if you don’t take risks
This ain’t my opinion, this a practice
[Chorus]
Secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag secure, secure, secure
The bag
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Not everybody wanna see who win the race
I work hard just to lock this
I pray to God that he got this
I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day
Not everybody wanna see who win the race
I work hard just to lock this
I pray to God that he got this

Stefflon Don & Future – What You Want Lyrics

What the fuck you want from me? What you want from me? I gave you all I had
I gave you all I had
What the fuck you want from me? I gave it all I had
I gave you all I had
What you want from me? What the fuck theyu want from me? My niggas in the feds, my niggas on deck
Grimez
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
They don’t know my struggles (struggles)
They don’t know my pain (they don’t know my pain)
They don’t know how many times I almost went insane (almost went insane)
They don’t know the hustle (hustle)
They can’t feel my pain (they can’t feel my pain)
That’s why I’m cashin’ out and I spend racks on racks on racks
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
On Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis)
Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
Louis, Louis, Louis (yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (diamonds on my neck)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I got these bitches goin’ cray)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (and I got them all singin’)
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don & Future]
Pull up on your block, got you wishin’ that I was dead (woo)
Heard that they been comin’, I been waitin’ in the sunset (oh, no)
I be with my niggas all day, bet you can thumb press (yeah, yeah)
Thing go brrrr, good, got that grrrr, that’s your blood check (na, na, na)
Yeah, I don’t know about that (they heard them gunshots)
I don’t know why they mad, I’m just doin’ all I can (yeah, yeah)
Keep it all comin’, I got it, I serve it, and run and fuck they heads off
Pullin’ up, bill it up, run it up, fuck it up, you should know I got it, yeah
Ooh, they can’t walk in my shoes (what they want from me?)
You know what is is (what you want from me? I gave it all I had)
Diamonds on my neck and my wrist (I gave it all I had)
[Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
They don’t know my struggles
They don’t know my pain (what they want from me?)
They don’t know how many times I almost went insane (what they want from me?)
They don’t know the hustle
They can’t feel my pain (I gave it all I had)
That’s why I’m cashin’ out and I spend racks on racks on racks (I gave it all I had)
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
On Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (what you want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what you want from me?)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Verse 2: Future]
They don’t know my struggles (sheesh)
They don’t know my pain (what you want from me?)
They don’t know ’bout them nights I damn near went insane (what you want from me?)
I’m goin’ crazy, crazy, crazy, yeah (I gave it all I had)
My diamonds doin’ [?], yeah, yeah (I gave it all I had)
My cash bringin’ drama, drama, drama, drama (what you want from me?)
Went and bought a Rolls-Royce for my baby mama (what you want from me?)
My checks stay on fleek, they call that a Hannah Montana (I gave it all I had)
My ATMs SD bitch, I fuck my [?damn best] (I gave it all I had)
Yeah, I get racks on racks on racks (what you want from me?)
I fuck Gucci, I put animals on my back, my back (what you want from me?)
Bought that Cuban dollar collar, got a bag at Saks (I gave it all I had)
I bust a rich bitch, but my diamonds ain’t gon’ win my set, yeah (I gave it all I had)
I fell in love, my money gettin’ head (what you want from me?)
I got you chillin’ on my bed spread (what you want from me?)
My niggas in the feds, my niggas on deck (what you want from me?)
Postin’ choppers on the ‘gram and now we stay relate (I gave it all I had)
I came from the bottom, I can’t let no groupie get in my head (what you want from me?)
And they keep me on the blogs for shit I never said (what you want from me?)
Only bought a Presidential for my Pateks (I gave it all I had)
20 chains around my neck, yeah (what you want from me?)
Christian Loub’s will drive you crazy (what they want from me?)
Birkin bags for my main lady (I gave it all I had)
I can’t front, this rap can’t save me (I gave it all I had)
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future]
Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah (what they want from me?)
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (what you want from me?)
I got these bitches goin’ cray
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
I got ’em all singin’
Gucci, Gucci
Louis, Louis, Louis (I gave it all I had)
[Outro: Future]
What they want from me? I gave ’em all I had
I gave ’em all I had [Intro: Future]
I fell in love, my money gettin’ head
Free Bandz
I got you chillin’ on my bed spread
Steff, what up?

Stefflon Don – Both Ways Lyrics

[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what [?]
[Verse: Stefflon Don]
Why everyone in was in [?]
Reposition tit, when it hit the clip, dip, dip
Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap stroke in from the back
Bullseye, on my fat back make it clap clap
Belly fat, uh, stretchmarks on Adidas
Pull in on, on that weight, we don’t reclips money come off
Came [?] baby boy just cool off
But my nails did dope about a gel tape glow
Is she leavin’ why she leavin’ with no funds (that’s dumb)
If he playin’ rock the boy and show it strugs (hold on)
Don’t forget to find a bitch and bangarap
Until the bitch is fucking lit so she’s on level up
[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what
[Verse: Fekky]
[?]
[Chorus: Fekky]
Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud
Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone
Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw
[?] tip ghost
Oh my, oh my day, hey
[?]
Pussy lickin like what

Stefflon Don – Uber Lyrics

[Intro: Stefflon Don]
Uh, oh
Don, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not
[Verse 1: Stefflon Don]
[?] have it, just know I got it
Know me fi haffi wrap up di road, I got it
Every time they see me and you, I got it
They know I’m nothin’ with fools, I got it
That body haffi get fling up, I got it
Know money make di Don turn her skin off, I got it
You know me got di ice for your cool
Wrap up your tings, turn mi big bed in a swimmin’ pool
I got what you want, pull up, pull
You’ll rock the world if you’re mine
I don’t really talk but do for you, pull up, just pull up
But please don’t waste my time today
[Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not
[Verse 2: Ebenezer]
I know you hate waitin’
Steff, when I pull up, it’s a lingerie ting
Yeah, you look good and you know this
I’m lucky that your ex didn’t notice
Coco butter skin, you’re smooth like
I’m just tryna get you in the mood like
You look summertime fine
And even better in the pool light
Oh, timing
Baby, put your phone on silent
Take the night off, you deserve it
She the [?] to the island, dumb ting
I’ll bring it over if you promise gimme somethin’
Know one thing’s for sure, baby need that long ting
No one interruptin’
[Chorus: Stefflon Don & Ebenezer]
Put your ass in a Uber
I’ma make you come sooner
I just wanna lay with you now
I just wanna lay with you now
So put your ass in a Uber
Comin’ over in a Uber
I just wanna lay with you now
But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not
[Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Ebenezer]
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not, mmm, mmm
Waste my time
Do not, do not

Ariana Grande – sweetener Lyrics

[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy)
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy)
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Verse 1]
I like the way you lick the bowl (sheesh)
Somehow your method touches my soul (sheesh, yeah)
It lifts me up to heights unknown (ayy)
So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh)
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy)
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy)
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Verse 2]
Your mama sent us horoscopes (sheesh)
Had so much fun watching them unfold (sheesh, yeah)
You said she like me, I smiled, I know (ayy)
So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh)
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
[Bridge]
And then we lay it back, talk the rest of the night
Things that we can light make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Talking about what you wanna do, whether it’s wrong or right
I am followin’ you ’cause you make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Say, I don’t know what I’d do without you in my life, it’d be so sour
I’m hoping that everybody can experience what we have in ours
[Chorus]
When life deals us cards
Make everything taste like it is salt (sheesh, sheesh)
Then you come through like the sweetener you are
To bring the bitter taste to a halt (sheesh, sheesh)
[Post-Chorus]
And then you get it, get it, get it, get it
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Flip it, flip it, flip it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it
Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it
Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it
You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh)
You make me say oh, babe