NLE Choppa – Forever Lyrics

(Can you hold me?)
I be feelin’ so lonely, I be feelin’ so lonely (Lonely)
Feelin’ like I ain’t got nobody but you always beside me (You beside me, beside, yeah)
Me and you versus everybody, can’t nobody stop me
Can’t nobody stop me (Can’t nobody stop me)
Wake up in the mornin’ grab my stick then I kiss you
Make a couple plays then you know a nigga miss you
Soft spot for you like a nigga was some tissue
But I’m hard on a nigga, 7.62’s gon’ hit you
Every time I pop a perc I think about my past
Reminisce about these bitches that I dogged in the past
But I’m doin’ right by you, ’cause I want this shit to last
And if you get another nigga, I’ma put him in a bag
Real spill, a real thug I was taught to kill
Seen my nigga get wacked, I ain’t shed a tear
Tired of the fake love, I really want somethin’ real
Damage up inside but somehow you made a nigga heal
The way you look and got a smile like you momma
How you make a nigga happy through my pain and my trauma
And we cruisin’ up in traffic with the top down in the sun
[Refrain]
I see the way you looking, got a smile like your momma
And you make a nigga happy through my pain and my drama
And we cruising up in traffic got the top down in the summer
I got this Glock up in my lap, ’cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can’t let a nigga take me from you
She said these niggas can’t do it like you
That’s why a nigga all into it with you
And baby what’s on your mind, what’s your mood
[Chorus]
They say forever ain’t forever, oh-oh
But I know it’s gonna last ’cause I found my treasure
[Outro]
Know this shit gon’ last ’cause I done found my treasure Play this song
[Intro]
DrumDummie
CashMoney  AP
NLE 
Mook Got The Keys Jumpin’
Yeah
Yeah,  yeah, yeah
[Refrain]
I  see the way you looking, got a smile like your momma
And you make a nigga happy through my pain and my drama
And  we cruising up in traffic got the top down in the summer
I got this Glock up in my lap, ’cause you know we in the jungle
(I pull the trigger, let it run)
I can’t let a nigga take me from you
She  said these niggas can’t do it like you
That’s why a nigga all into it with you
And baby what’s on your mind, what’s your mood
[Verse 1]
I don’t like your attitude but I love how you move your body
Tell me everything, swear to God I won’t tell nobody
Real street nigga, ziplock, I’ma keep it silent
Get up in that pussy, I’ma kill it, I ain’t never stoppin’
I don’t know love but I love you
I got some trust issues but I trust you
I knew that pussy was gon’ be mine the first time that I fucked you
And I’m jumpin’ in your fight if a pussy hoe touch you
Sometimes I get up in my feelings I’m like “Damn, do she love me?”
Fine on the outside, inside I think she ugly
Baby girl I take my time, I ain’t doin’ no rushin’
I put my tongue on your neck, on your cheek you be blushy
[Chorus]
They say forever ain’t forever, oh-oh
But I know it’s gonna last ’cause I found my treasure
[Verse 2]
I say baby girl hold me, can you hold me?

Frank Ocean – In My Room Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse]
No sleeper seats, that’s a mattress
No sleeper seats, that’s a mattress
You ain’t stingy split your tablets with me
You won’t flex when camera’s flashing, flashing
Not fake laidback no it’s natural
And I don’t think you made for the life I lead
I’m not fake patient, I don’t fake sick
That kinda coughin’ don’t need lean, rest in peace
Got this lust for life in me
Horny for the game
First they kiss then they bite soft
Then that bitch wanna play it off
Fuck it, I’m pretty still in a pit of snakes
Where serpents shake some brand new scales
I need a new face, I’m tired of these bills
Asking for millions, sleep with a rocket
Turn out the pocket, think that they Elvis
Plenty ungrateful, they don’t say thank you
They don’t say grace, not even for meals, not even for millions
Fuck it I’m pretty still, look at my grill
Richard Mille, look at my ears, flooded with diamonds
Look at my skills, running through blocks like 49ers
Forty-nine diamonds, they’re for my bracelet
That cost a wop, that cost a whopper
And it ain’t new, I had to knot it, John Ehret in my locker
Pretty still, and it ain’t no pretty pill
It’s either real or real
Real easy on the eyes, green like a soccer field
Skin hot, when they try me like how poppers feel
Hands shaking, norepinephrine level sky, rocket fuel
[Bridge]
Quit being violent with me
Quit being violent with me
Quit being violent with me
You make me violent
[Outro]
My room, my room, my room with me
Every night you were in my room
My room, my room with me
I guess I can’t state my feelings too soon
I don’t know you
And I can’t put no threats in the air

Highly Suspect – These Days Lyrics

You’re saying that you wish that I was playing with your butt
I guess you can come over
[Chorus]
Woah, I love these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
But nothing even matters, it doesn’t matter
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Hey, I hate these days I don’t wanna hear it ’cause you think I’m just a slut
But I loved you
Trust
I never lied to you, I told you what was up
And now I can’t stand you
Sometimes, I need to bust a nut
That doesn’t mean I don’t love you
So what? Play this song
[Intro]
Something’s going on these days
I don’t belong here anyways
Something feels wrong these days
I hate  these days
[Chorus]
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Yeah, I hate these days
[Verse 1]
Hello
Is there a reason why you’re still breathing at all? I don’t feel good, so
I don’t think I’ll pick up your call, no
You’re so stupid
[Chorus]
Woah, I hate these days
It doesn’t even matter anyways
Woah, I hate these days
Oh, I hate these days
[Verse 2]
What?

Sheck Wes – YKTS Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Fa-fa
Fa-fa-fa (Bitch)
Fa-fa-fa (Fa-fa)
Yeah, uh, yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Still in this bitch with the same niggas I came with
I’ma be honest, I don’t feel no pain
I can’t even see you through my shades, bitch
On the West Coast with a bad bitch in my coupe
She’s used to the gangbangers
On the East Coast with the Less gang
On the block plottin’, thinking ’bout what we takin’, yeah
On the road though, gettin’ checks, uh
What a young nigga makin’, uh
I’ve been close to the angels, running away from Satan, uh
As-salamu alaykum, uh
I bring home the bacon, young Sheck Wes
I do not do Haram, uh, I eat the halal, uh
Pork, I ain’t never taste it
Never had a nine-to-five or had the late shift
Moms had to work so I had to raise me, uh
‘Cause shit was really hard, uh, it’s different for us
Anything I wanted, had to take it
[Break]
Yeah
Damn
[Verse 2]
I gotta go and get mine (Bitch)
I catch planes and catch flights (Catch flights, bitch)
I just copped a new ride (New ride)
Used to finesse MTA for the swipe (Swipe me)
Now it’s different foreigns when I slide (Slide, bitch)
Put this shit down, bitch, I’m stife
Gang got guns and knives (Lost Boys)
I’m from New York, baby, you’ll get sliced (Knife gang)
Buck fifty, baby, on sight (On sight, ow)
I want horsepower, I don’t want the ice (Want the ice)
I used to lust and do bad crime (Lust gang)
Now they put me in the New York Times (New York Times)
Bring tears right to my mother eyes
Play with my mother feelings, you’ll die (You’ll die pussy)
Gettin’ that chicken, Popeyes (Popeyes)
Green like spinach, Popeye (Popeye)
Pull up, Sheck Wes pop eyes
I don’t touch bitches, but I pop guys (I pop ’em)
Light up my blunt and get high (Higher)
If shit get crunk, I’ma rise (I’ma rise)
I pull up on arrival (Arrival)
You know the scouts with the guys
Whole lotta guns like Condoleezza Rice (Yeah)
I call the shots like Condoleezza Rice
I was in the projects eatin’ that rice (Rice)
Now a young nigga order wagyu (Bitch)
And I got beans up in my rice (My rice)
They want me to do the deal
If you ain’t got the millions, we can’t sign (I’ll wait)
Tell David, they got that chicken (Chicken)
We can’t pay the price, ain’t right (At all)
Cactus Jack, baby, I been winnin’ (Jack)
Man, that done changed my life (Facts)
Always keep a bad bitch, we got to hide (Got to hide)
Got a whole lotta worms in my colon (In my colon)
Deer shades all on my eyes (My eyes)
Can’t pull up on arrival (Yeah)
And you know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
You know the scouts with the guys
[Outro]
Bitch

Highly Suspect – The Silk Road Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
(Eh, yeah)
I guess I gotta draw another line in the sand (Ha)
‘Cause there’s blood on American hands
And now you’re telling me it’s just God’s plan? It all come from the top
The modern day slavery business is hot
You’re basically racist if you say it’s not
I’ll say it like it is and, no, will not stop
These old dudes, they can’t keep an erection
Forced raped women to listen without question
Saying incest is just natural selection (Huh?)
You wanted tax cuts so you gave them the election (Woo)
They still send guns overseas (Pop, pop)
They still let veterans freeze
They have a Mar-a-Lago underneath the palm trees
Middle fingers up to you zombies
[Chorus]
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
And tear shit up (Tear it up)
And when I look down at my hands, they are covered in blood
(Covered in blood, covered in blood)
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)
[Outro]
Single, light a single candle in the window
Window, window (I’m losing my mind, yeah)
Single, let it burn, candle in the window
Window, window
One soul is a soul, a candle in the window
Window, window (Oh yeah, go) Well fuck that, fuck shit, and fuck God’s plan (Fuck)
Ashes to ashes to ashes to ashes
I could burn it down with a couple of burnt matches (Woo)
Madness, I keep a rifle underneath the mattress
With a blade just in case I gotta stab shit
[Chorus]
I feel the whole world scream like, “What the fuck?”
(Tearing up, I’m tearing up)
So I go out alone on the dance floor
And tear shit up (Tear it up)
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Favorite number seven, seven-seven what I’m reppin’ (Gang)
Police tryna lock a nigga up and block my blessings (Damn)
Wonder what’s their method to the madness, ayy
I’ve been fighting all my life I feel like Cassius Clay (Ali)
If I had a fire-breathing dragon (What would you do?)
I would have him burn this whole shit to ashes (For what?)
Public schools ain’t worth shit, the media distract us
If it don’t pertain to them, they won’t report what’s tragic (That’s a fact)
But it’s happening in the academy
Police teaching officers to shoot you if you African
Tell you the truth, they pull me over, I ain’t having it
I’m packing it, they already look at us like savages
No, I’m not gon’ look the other way (No way)
Let me tell you ’bout this shit I seen the other day (What happened?)
Would keep my mouth closed, but this is not okay (No)
Baby girl slain and the killer got away (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Johnny Stevens]
Yeah, face it, there’s no love for the cops
Sick of all the innocent kids that get shot
Thinking of the innocent people behind bars
Systemic division designed to break hearts
And why not?

Noah Cyrus – ​fuckyounoah Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
[Verse 1]
I’m a narcissist
I can’t co-exist
One plus one equals me
And truth is I’m in love with it
‘Cause I’m a narcissist
That’s just what it is
No one fucks with me
‘Cause no one ever fucking loves a bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve had enough
I ain’t so good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve given up
[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I’m a hypocrite
I’ll probably never quit
I never practice what I preach
I do the opposite
Yeah, I’m a piece of shit
It makes me hard to miss
No one wants to be around
Another fucking hypocrite
[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t no good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve had enough
I ain’t so good at love
I always fuck it up
I keep on going and going
Until they’ve given up
[Chorus]
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart
‘Cause I’m the one that’s leaving all your scars and
I can’t revive you ‘less I say bye to you
I ain’t no bandaid for your heart

Highly Suspect – SOS Lyrics

Time is running
[Bridge: Joe Duplantier]
No one knows
What happens
When we die
Do we remain
When we’re out
In outer space
In the void
Or die in flames? [Outro: Joe Duplantier]
Now I stand
Desperation
Empty lie
Lying for you
Wanted out
Wanted out
Wanted out Time is running out
[Verse 2: Johnny Stevens]
So welcome to the show
It’s free to come but not to go
And please, no flash photography
Just let me captivate your soul
Gotta take my patient’s heart
So let me focus on the task
You’ll see I start by cutting deep
And then I take another bask
She found me when I was acting predictable
And now my time is running out
I just found out that I wasn’t invincible
And that I could use your help
[Chorus: Joe Duplantier, Johnny Stevens]
When we die (It’s happening again)
The only thing we leave behind is memories (Finally over)
(Is it the start or is it the end?)
(I’m stuck in a violent dream)
But I’ve been told (I’ve been told)
The only time we need to think about is now (Think about)
But how? Play this song
[Intro: Joe Duplantier]
I’ve been trapped
Desperation
Eternal life
Lies before you
What I owe
I want it back
Running on
In a past life
[Verse 1: Johnny Stevens]
It comes in waves but I play head games with myself
It’s no surprise the only prize is mental health
But you’ve got me trapped like an animal, no control
I’m used to being somebody else
I’ll take a big drink, it’s inevitable
But it never seems to help
[Chorus: Joe Duplantier, Johnny Stevens]
When we die (It’s happening to me)
The only thing we leave behind is memories (FInally over)
(Is it the start or is it the end?)
(I’m stuck in a violent dream)
(But I’ve been told)
The only time we need to think about is now
But how?

Highly Suspect – Snow White Lyrics

To admit that something is wrong
But you knew all along
That you’re turning into something that you hate
On God, I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate
[Verse 2]
Mirror, mirror, mirror up in the sky
I’m upside down watching myself fly
I feel a little better
‘Cause I’m super high
Mirror, mirror, please, just let me die
[Chorus]
Why did you wait so long? To admit that something is wrong
When you knew all along
That you’re turning me into something that you hate
On God, ’cause I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate
[Bridge]
I feel like a Snow White
Everybody’s watching over me
This white light (White light) is too bright (Too bright)
Because it helps me sleep (Helps me sleep)
So if I die (I die), please don’t cry
‘Cause I (I), I’ll find my way
I’ll find my way
[Outro]
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I don’t look at anything to see at all
The harder I stare the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Mirror on the wall
I don’t look at anything to see at all
The harder I stare the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror on the wall
On God, I swear that I can be strong
I’ll kick as soon as it’s gone
‘Cause I don’t wanna be something I hate
Wake up Play this song
[Verse 1]
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
I don’t like anything that I see at all
The harder I stare, the harder I fall
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
[Chorus]
Why did you wait so long?

Dove Cameron – So Good Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Pop the champagne
I’m feeling elevated
Feeling motivated
Oh there’s something happening in my brain
I guess
It’s just one of those days
I’m waking up to someone
Feeling fucking awesome
I’m not sad when I’m watching him leave
[Chorus]
Low to high
Oh my my
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
[Verse 2]
I can’t contain it
Maybe it was the breakup
Maybe I just woke up
On the right side of my empty bed
Maybe it’s nothing
Increase the dopamine
That keeps on stoking me
But I like what it’s done to my head
[Chorus]
Low to high
Oh my my
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
I’m feeling so fucking good right now
[Bridge]
And I can’t explain it
But I hope it stays here
No I can’t explain it
But I hope it stays here
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m feeling so fucking good right now
I just wanna get drunk right now
I feel so damn alive
I don’t wanna come down
‘Cause I’m feeling so fucking good right now
[Outro]
Right now, right now, right now, right now
Right now, right now, right now, right now

Bon Jovi – Unbroken Lyrics

Where’s my country? [Chorus]
God of mercy, God of light
Save your children from this life
Here these words, this humble plea
For I have seen the suffering
And with this prayer, I’m hopin’
That we can be unbroken
[Bridge]
My service dog’s done more for me
Than the medication would
There ain’t no angel that’s comin’ to save me
But even if they could
[Verse 4]
Today, twenty-two will die from suicide
Just like yesterday, they’re gone
I live my life for each tomorrow
So their memories will live on
Once we were boys, and we were strangers
Now we’re brothers and we’re men
Someday, you’ll ask me, “Was it worth it
To be of service in the end?”
Well, the blessing and the curses
Yeah, I’d do it all again
[Outro]
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-oh, yeah Play this song
[Verse 1]
I was born to be of service
Camp Lejeune just felt like home
I had honor, I found purpose
“Sir, yes, sir,” that’s what I know
They sent us to a place
I never heard of weeks before
When you’re nineteen, it ain’t hard to sleep
In the desert on God’s floor
Close your eyes, stop counting sheep
You ain’t in boot camp anymore
[Verse 2]
We were taught to shoot our rifles
Then in one, then side by side
Thought we’d be made as liberators
In a thousand-year-old fight
I got this painful ringing in my ear
From an IED last night
But no lead-lined Humvee war machine
Could save my sergeant’s life
Three more soldiers, six civilians
Need these words to come out right
[Chorus]
God of mercy, God of light
Save your children from this life
Here these words, this humble plea
For I have seen the suffering
And with this prayer, I’m hopin’
That we can be unbroken
[Verse 3]
It’s eighteen months now, I’ve been stateside
With this medal on my chest
But there are things I can’t remember
And there are things I won’t forget
I lie awake at night
With dreams that devils shouldn’t see
I wanna scream, but I can’t breathe
And Christ, I’m sweatin’ through these sheets
Where’s my brothers? Where’s my “how things used to be”?

Coldplay – Everyday Life Lyrics

You as my brother
…Not my enemy? Am I the future or the history? [Chorus]
‘Cause everyone hurts
Everyone cries
Everyone tells each other all kinds of lies
Everyone falls
Everybody dreams and doubts
Got to keep dancing when the lights go out
[Verse 2]
How in the world I am going to see? Look at what everybody’s going through
What kind of world do you want it to be? [Chorus]
‘Cause everyone hurts
Everyone cries
Everyone sees the colour in each other’s eyes
Everyone loves
Everybody gets their hearts ripped out
Got to keep dancing when the lights go out
Gonna keep dancing when the lights go out
Hold tight for everyday life
Hold tight for everyday life
[Outro]
At first light
Throw my arms out open wide
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu-halle-hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelu-halle-hallelujah
Yes Play this song
[Verse 1]
What in the world are we going to do?

Ayesha Erotica – Structure & Habit Lyrics

Yeah, that song’s for Ayesha Clingy like hell to my besties
Acting all grown and sexy
I was [?]
With some money and pills
My mother couldn’t even pay off the phone bills
Fourteen hit like a brick
Ended up living at the Motel 6
Sixteen
I was feeling real mean
I should’ve stayed home and helped mama clean
But i was dancing
Snorting coke with the rich girls
Thinking i could make it happen in the rich world
Late nights
[?] on everything
Met my idols
[?]
First time sit in lines [?]
Now it’s the only thing I found time to do
Eighteen I’m free to just do me
But now my best friend’s [?]
Sworn this shit can get so lonely
Nineteen
When i dropped Big Juicy
Traveled around and let the whole world use me
Right before i bounce back up
Lookin’ back now would make me crack up
Three years later [?]
Thanks for the love with all my heart
I don’t wanna go yet but I gotta say see ya! Play this song
[Verse]
Thirteen
In foster care
I was stealing iPods in [?]
Little bitch!

Three 6 Mafia – Squeeze My Nuts Lyrics

I housed yo ass last year, now what you talkin’ about? I’m fixing to hook up ’94, you ’93 shit, peace out, hoe
[Verse 4: Juicy J?]
This dikey ass bitch, this dikey ass bitch
Tried to put the Juice Manne in a fucking clique
She had a big nose and sexy little switch
Think she was the one, think she was the shit
Niggas used to spoil her, buy all kinds of gifts
But J wasn’t going so a nigga had to split
Now, every time I see her on the rebound tip, she be sayin’:
“Hey dog, can a nigga suck a dick?”
[Refrain: Samples]
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt, ain’t-
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
[Outro]
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt, ain’t-
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game, ain’t no-ain’t
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt, ain’t-
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name Play this song
[Refrain: Samples]
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Now let a nigga get smoked out, loced out, from the dope, plan number
Two, find a bitch that’ll make herself choke on
(The dick is in your mouth, long and hard, oh my god)
(Insert it and I’m out) but anyway
I got a little bitch on my mind and a [censored]
Who would love, to lick on a p-hole
[?], is this the first time you’s at the club? I know you go but I’mma holla for the ’94 let’s ride on the [?]
[Verse 2: Juicy J?]
Here we go again, Paul, ridin’ in the [?]
Alize, E&J, and a forty-eight-four
Sittin’ on the lap, gettin’ ready for the hoe track
Freaks in the back of the Bud Davis Cadillac
Bitches wanna jock ’cause we’re neighborhood rap singers
Fresh wit’ them gold thangs, dressed in Tommy Hilfiger
Kickin’ it with my niggas Andre, Pete, and Big [?]
Doggin’ all these bitches runnin’ trains down on Joseph Street
[Refrain: Samples]
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
Ain’t-ain’t no kissin’ like a bitch [?]
Squeeze on my nuts, lick on my butt
DJ Paul (I can’t get shit from gettin’ my dick sucked)
J-J-Juicy is my name, sex is my game
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
Now once again this shit gotta get thick for a freaky bitch
Groupie like a muthafucka tryna put me in her clique
If you need, two-hundred-and-fifty dollars you need to get a J-O-B
‘Cause you’ll never get it from a nigga like me
Fuckin’ around with a hundred bustas tryna be playa shit
And how you thinkin’ it’s my nuts in yo’ belly bitch?

Kanye West – Problem Lyrics

(Woo)
Fuck a son, yeah man, I got your son with your boo
Fakin’ somethin’ then and they never had a clue
Take your summer too, take your summers too
Never felt thay bitch, I go, son, uh, woo
0 and 380, bitch, I’ll take two
Take your son who done it and then sent it like the, ooh
Bought a sub inside that bitch, she lookin’ like the zoo
One with one a summer, they be lookin’ like a, ooh
Hold up with they son, hold up, bitch I got ’em
Done a one in now, ‘nother song we at ’em
If they talking bond then you know we at ’em
Forward on the dial everytime we got ’em
[Chorus]
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem [Chorus]
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
They say I got a problem
I got a problem, yeah, I got a problem
[Verse 2]
Get it by all on, seen me, how would you want some
Makin’ some on ’em, make it some and make it done, done
Hit, would it, would it, would it? (Woo)
Take ya son, I wanna make him, would it? Play this song
[Verse 1]
You know what
Yeezy back with timbos, something gold and simple
Heart’s all within through exactly what you sayin’ for
If you got the info then go in and start the intro
If you got the synth though, then go and spark the indoor
Oh it’s different, oh, that’s a different kind of money
Pop them, make it somethin’, act done, eh
Pop them, take it, all of the dineré
Popped on in the 747, bitch
Make your jet look like a fucking private
Ghosts under on it like it’s fucking Yeezus
I make your jet look like a fucking Prius
Focus on the funnel, ‘pon the fucking Yeezus
What the fuck they thought, that “Y’all can’t fuck with Yeezus”
I’ll make your private jet look like a Prius
Suck on some, I’ll find out where the fucking weed is
How’d I get so many checks from Adidas?

Lil Mosey – Live This Wild Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah, uh, mmh
[Chorus]
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Dollar child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (Wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (Million)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (Yeah)
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (This wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (My house)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (On the ground)
[Verse 1]
You know I got these bands from what I told you, hey (What I told you)
Hop in a foreign, blue space coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
You got lots of money, they still gon’ play you (Gon’ play)
You the type of nigga that be actin’ fake too (Look fake)
I made a hundred bands just when I stepped in (Stepped in)
Put some money in the safe, and brought the rest in (Big bands)
I just put some snowflakes on my necklace (Snowflakes)
He just went in debt, then why you flexin’? (Flexin’) Damn
[Chorus]
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Dollar child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (Wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (Million)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (Yeah)
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (This wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (My house)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (On the ground)
[Verse 2]
Runnin’ to the racks every day, bands on me (Bands on me)
I just fucked your bitch first date, she was lonely (Lil’ bitch)
Fuck what you gon’ say, you don’t know me (Don’t know)
I threw bands her way, now she on me
Run and chase the bag, we gon’ get a bag (Big bags)
You can’t lie, I’m the best that you had (Yeah)
Dropped five hundred then made it back (Five hundred)
I’m just tryna hit, girl, run it back, oh (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Dollar child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (Wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (Million)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (Yeah)
I’m a hundred billion dollar child, woah (Child)
I was born to live this wild, ayy (This wild)
Got a mil’ stuffed in my house, oh (My house)
Lean got a nigga on the ground, yeah (On the ground)