TAYLOR SWIFT – Gorgeous lyrics

[Intro]
Gorgeous
[Verse 1]
You should take it as a compliment
That I got drunk and made fun of the way you talk
You should think about the consequence
Of your magnetic field being a little too strong
And I got a boyfriend, he’s older than us
He’s in the club doing I don’t know what
You’re so cool it makes me hate you so much
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Whiskey on ice, sunset and vine
You’ve ruined my life by not being mine
[Chorus]
You’re so gorgeous
I can’t say anything to your face
‘Cause look at your face
And I’m so furious
At you for making me feel this way
But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Verse 2]
You should take it as a compliment
That I’m talking to everyone here but you
And you should think about the consequence
Of you touching my hand in the darkened room
If you’ve got a girlfriend, I’m jealous of her
But if you’re single that’s honestly worse
‘Cause you’re so gorgeous it actually hurts
(Honey, it hurts)
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Ocean blue eyes looking in mine
I feel like I might sink and drown and die
[Chorus]
You’re so gorgeous
I can’t say anything to your face
‘Cause look at your face
And I’m so furious
At you for making me feel this way
But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Outro]
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah
There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
You’re gorgeous
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah
There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
You’re gorgeous [Chorus]
You’re so gorgeous
I can’t say anything to your face
‘Cause look at your face
And I’m so furious
At you for making me feel this way
But what can I say? You’re gorgeous
[Bridge]
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah
There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
You are so gorgeous it makes me so mad
You make me so happy it turns back to sad, yeah
There’s nothing I hate more than what I can’t have
Guess I’ll just stumble on home to my cats
Alone, unless you wanna come along, oh!

FUTURE – Feed Me Dope lyrics

[Intro]
Ready for whatever
Clever as it get
Do I really gotta explain myself
[Chorus]
Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
Ain’t no giving up, you already know how I give it up
Sippin’ out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
Feed me dope, I get wavy like a boat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I’m off the porch, I’m skippin’ court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport
Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go’n, you doin’ that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don’t talk on phones but we get dope money all night long
[Verse 1]
I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong
I need, good drank, big strong
Durk ‘dem call me big papi, I get big cocky
Uh-oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (uh-oh)
Uh-oh, bring the money on a big dolly (uh-oh)
They know, I’m a millionaire from freestyling
Uh-oh, good dope make my wrist talk (uh-oh)
Coco, watch me hit her with a big stop
Toto, keep the receipt, I’m a bad boy
Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy
All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that’s a jag boy
I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy
I was hustlin’ in the field with all I had boy (whoa whoa)
My mama shed a few tears but I wasn’t sad boy (whoa whoa)
Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy (whoa whoa)
I took a pill and a half today, that ain’t my last boy (whoa)
The one with the beans on it, I’m taking off like Elroy
I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head
I’m living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead
I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed
[Chorus]
Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
Ain’t no giving up, you already know how I give it up
Sippin’ out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
I get wavy like a goat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I’m off the porch, I’m skippin’ court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (skip to my lou)
Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go’n, you doin’ that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don’t talk on phones but we get dope money all night long

YOUNG THUG – Cruise Ship lyrics

[Intro]
BL$$D
Yeah, yeah
Future, baby, Thugger Thugger
Ayo Chef
Pockets
Everything I got came from a lick
Ice on all my watches, on a ship
Underneath the turf’s the worst it’s gon’ get (it’s gon’ get)
Whipped up water on my wrist, think I’m a fish
[Chorus]
Play dip and dab out the bag (dab out the bag)
I got cribs, all know that (I got cribs, all know that)
You want problems for somethin’ (you want problems for somethin’)
Need to get you some racks (need to get you some racks)
She gon’ bring it to daddy (she gon’ bring it to daddy)
Eat the cake out her panties (eat the cake out her panties)
I was cool as a cat (I was cool as a cat)
Stay all facts
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (still rich)
Three million dollar house, came from evictions (hood rich)
Out here on a jet and a cruise ship (cruise ship)
Last night I stole a yacht to cruise in it (cruise in it)
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (hood rich)
If I ain’t have this sh*t, I’d still be lit (hood rich)
If I f*ck these hoes, then I’m trippin’ (I’m trippin’)
I can’t f*ck these hoes, they might try to pull the trigger
Ain’t no slippin’ (let’s go)
[Verse]
The coupe is outside and I’m styled in the best
I see you killin’ these niggas ’cause you’re doin’ it the best
Solitaries ain’t nothing to me
Coughin’ these like I got lukemi’
Forreal, la familia, I go gorilla, I’m part of the Bape team
Fuck you thought? Supreme on the quilt, hang low, it’s a drag queen
I’m in a bronze Benz, I think it’s the wagon
Ever since mom’s titty, bitch I was flaggin’
She got some water on, she my Cancun ting (she my Cancun ting)
I got some black diamonds, my wrist is on Beijing (my wrist is on Beijing)
I’m tellin’ all of my hoes give their orders to the maid (hold on, turn up)
I got 20 bitches with me and they ain’t showin’ shade
I got 20 closets, I could dress accordin’ to the wave
I’m with 20 models but I dress accordin’ to the babe
I’m goin’ all in by my bro and my paper
Ain’t got no f*ckin’ neighbors, ain’t got no neighbors
Yeah
No neighbors, oh
[Chorus]
Play dip and dab out the bag (dab out the bag)
I got cribs, all know that (I got cribs, all know that)
You want problems for somethin’ (you want problems for somethin’)
Need to get you some racks (need to get you some racks)
She gon’ bring it to daddy (she gon’ bring it to daddy)
Eat the cake out her panties (eat the cake out her panties)
I was cool as a cat (I was cool as a cat)
Stay all facts
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (still rich)
Three million dollar house, came from evictions (hood rich)
Out here on a jet and a cruise ship (cruise ship)
Last night I stole a yacht to cruise in it (cruise in it)
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (hood rich)
If I ain’t have this sh*t, I’d still be lit (hood rich)
If I f*ck these hoes, then I’m trippin’ (I’m trippin’)
I can’t f*ck these hoes, they might try to pull the trigger
Ain’t no slippin’ (let’s go)

FUTURE – All Da Smoke lyrics

Whip up the fishscale, K and got racks, ayy
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke
[Outro: Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke [Intro: Future & Young Thug]
You it, I’m it, everybody it
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want, I want smoke
We want all the smoke
Yeah he just-he just breaking up the ice
We leaning, facts
Yeah
Slatt
[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Stackin’ it tall (Thugger)
Every nigga out my city became a boss (became)
Know she rollin’, holy moly, no days off (woo, woo)
Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (let’s go)
Green and white like Celtics, don’t play with me, play with a fork (play with a woo)
I’m superior, I’m imperial, I ain’t feelin’ ya (ooh)
I been eatin’ me some heroin, oh about a brick (yeah yeah)
I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (yeah)
Blowed your college fund on my bitch (where, woo)
Out the slums, taking a chance, toting tommy guns (brrt)
Left out of school, start selling rocks, bought me a drop (skrt)
Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (on god)
Homicide gang, they gon’ put you on Fox (homicide, homicide)
Putang ran up a whole M sittin’ in the box (facts)
My dog rock a Rollie in the feds nigga, and still move blocks (racks)
We had the bando goin’ crazy in the SWATs (in the what?)
Ten-four, they runnin’ up on all the opps
[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (huh)
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
This money turning me on, ayy
This money turning me on (on, turn me on)
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hundreds got a nigga gone
Woo, far gone, I’m so gone on it
Three hundred racks on a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Lift it up, cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor, yeah
Having a private party, you know how that go
Music all in my ears (yeah), instruments in my ears
I’m in the backyard feeding deers, I’m in a penthouse poppin’ seals
I got pom-poms in my rear, Chanel CoCo in my kill
I missed a couple shows for my deal
If I could take it back I will
And don’t you take that to the hat
You know I got you in my will
Told big dog bring them bricks in, got a hundred more in the crib
Make the dope do the windmill
Nigga swing through Actavis
In a corner too, I’m killed
And I was in Miami countin’ a mil, ayy
I told my bitch, no more ass shots
She stopped all the way like a stop sign when it’s traffic time
My diamonds go around like Budweiser
Count a half a mil with my bitch, now her feelings sloppy
Came up out the projects, ain’t have sh*t (on god)
I wiped a nigga’s nose for a ticket (slime)
Hit it from the back (kill it)
Make her say slime, say Slatt (get it, get it)
How you dig that?

YOUNG THUG – Killed Before lyrics

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no (woah)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, f*ck all this bullsh*t (SLATT)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let’s go)
Give some racks to a hood bitch
Give some racks to a pulpit
Look at the grain, it’s wood bitch
On the floor, it’s a wool bitch
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
Diamonds on me they cold as sh*t
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see ’em, you know we blitz (and what)
I can bet up, you know I’m rich (leggo)
Shut the f*ck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can be that
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Got a FN and a stick, don’t test me
I stacked them hunnids up to God’s knees
Ain’t going broke until 2070
[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no
[Verse 2]
We ain’t letting these bitches get between us
We ain’t letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
I ain’t got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (facts)
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
Bought the Maserati, you’ll get burnt like toast, yeah
I get on that bullsh*t, you’ll get it started, yeah (started)
Six kids with me, didn’t think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
Ready for war like a machine
Came from pillies to post schemin’
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
I put X in my codeine
But I’m putting nothing in my weed
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
I want some head from overseas
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
I started out with fifty ki’s
My Bentayga clean like bleach
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this sh*t like fleas, aye
[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no
Do you own a store, no
[Outro]
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh

FUTURE – Real Love lyrics

[Intro: Future]
I bet she love
I bet she love, love
I bet she
[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
It’s true I said I love you but I didn’t promise
We came from grippin’ the K’s, our fingers got bunions
Keep adding on keys to my door
And we made love
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Yeah, I bet she loves me (I bet she loves me)
I bet she loves me (I bet she loves me, I bet she loves me)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Show me the love to my friends bitch
I dropped the top out the Benz
Been rockin’ since creme de la creme, yeah
I know we never go in
I tat the footprint of my kids, ayy
Life of recess
Starvin’ to the ceilings
Can’t forget, my big brother called me home from a bid, yeah
Turbo nine eleven coupe for the ridge
Turbo nine eleven coupe for the ridge
I f*cked her friend, I would never tell her
I feed the swoop peanut butter jelly
Up a hundred mil, let my nigga tell it
Up a hundred mil
I done cracked the seal, let these haters tell it
But I cracked the seal
I can get ’em killed, yeah Kill Bill
And I got diamonds from my toes up to my ears
Yeah I got an implant inside, took off the goodyears
Yeah I got red diamond on the eye ring, not tears
Got the shirt off in the Rolls Royce, yeah
Put a hole on the killtech, ’cause I ain’t tryna get killed yet, umm
[Interlude: Future]
I bet she love
I bet she love, love
I bet she love me
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah
[Verse 2: Future]
I don’t give a f*ck about big homie, I’m big homie ’round here
I’m rockin’ blue diamonds, ain’t nothin’ to get ya killed
You gonna get scarred, you don’t get eternal life (I bet, yeah)
Ballin out for X before I rolled dice, (I bet, yeah)
The agent just called and said the Hawks was available, I’m ready
You’re all about the hawk nigga, that G5 is calling you (it’s callin’ you)
It’s pink way more than I ever imagined (imagined)
I done measured it so I’m higher than Aladin (leggo)
No swaps out, I’m undecided whenever I pop out
I had the swerve for four years, I’m still under forty thousand miles
Bought the Bentley coupe and a bedspread on the same day
She drove the GTF, fell in love with it the same day
She told me it was her favorite car, she dreamed about it
I couldn’t walk away, my ego all in the way
I dropped cash on it, she told me she loved me even more (Freebandz)
These photos and quaaludes, they got me dehydrated
Turn on me, sue me, now nothing seems to amaze me
I left on a commercial flight and downgraded
If I can change anything I wouldn’t erase it (I wouldn’t erase it)
Came back on a private plane and upgraded (I made it)
It had to be destiny, it had to be the recipe
It had to be the formula, I’m not normal
I told you (I told you)
If you woulda took the flesh out me (took the flesh out me)
You woulda ran off with it and tried to convince me it was karma
(I bet she love)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah
[Outro: Future]
I bet she love, love
I bet she love, love
I bet she
I bet she love

FUTURE – Group Home lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I’m marryin’ my dreams, yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Able are both, brave one man, two impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I’m talkin’ to him every day
All my little wonder if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I’m imperial
Had to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin’ in a castle
I’m hustlin’, tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby, yeah
He don’t know I finessed him
‘Cause the homies, they was ’bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
‘Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains
I’m back from the grave, I’m damn near insane
I saw so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
‘Bout to WCW my bitch friend on two rooms
Got a black 45 FN, I don’t do chrome
Fuck these niggas, I’m kickin’ ’em out the loot, woah
I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (two, two)
I dress up like it’s elastic, yeah
12 cartridge for these bastards, yeah
Swiggy swaggy, I’ma devil, yeah
I got the sh*ts in Cali (Cali)
I got the kids a Denali (swerve)
I bulletproof all the windows (on God)
I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (blat)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (yeah)
Cut you off and dodge you like a f*ckin’ Charger (Charger)
I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her
I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (night to mornin’, yeah)
You can f*ck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch)
It’s too hard to dedicate to you, I’m so scared of shame
I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing
My bitches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain’t nothin’ but bitches
Yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

SZA Feat. dvsn – The Weekend (Remix) Lyrics

The feelin’ is wreckless
Of knowin’ it’s selfish
Knowin’ I’m desperate
Gettin’ all in your love
Fallin’ all over love, like
Do it ’til it hurts less
Hanging out the back, all up in your lap
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(Verse 1: SZA)
You say you got a girl
How you want me? I don’t care long as you’re here by
10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want
(Chorus: SZA)
My man is my man is your man
Heard it’s her man too
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You’re like 9 to 5, I’m the weekend
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I got it covered for the weekend
(Verse 2: dvsn)
Said I’d leave, I wasn’t ready yet
I wish me and her hadn’t already met
I been tryna get my mind right, but
While you standing there naked in the mirror for me
Got a body that’ll make anybody forgive
And I really got nothing to go off
But the feels, but the feels, but the feelings
Clothes off
God knows a ni**a doing so wrong
Whatever me and her had is so gone
Ain’t really had a friend in so long
But at least you come
But at least you come through
But at least you come
When you cum I cum too
Then I come to my senses
But I don’t want to end this
Tell me if you’re free sometime this weekend
(Outro: dvsn)
She been working nights on the weekend
Always picking fights on the weekend
Beefin’ every Friday
Then I think about it
She might have somebody on the weekends How you want me when you got a girl?

24hrs Feat. T-Pain – Go Up Lyrics

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(Intro: 24hrs)
24hrs and you know it’s T-Pain
Oh woah
Let me see you do that, right now
(Chorus: 24hrs)
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
(Post-Chorus: 24hrs + T-Pain)
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
Then come down
(Verse 1: 24hrs)
Ay, Twenty, you know that I been working hard
Climbing up and down that pole, whew
Clothes come off, spend a whole bunch of money
If you kiss her, I’mma blow more money
You know I like what you do
I’m not gon’ ever, judge you
Drop top two seater, just us two
I came, tonight, to find your type
I’m Twenty, this no hype
Umbrella, umbrella, let’s make it rain
It’s 24hrs, and it’s T-Pain
Just you and your friends
Go down
(Chorus: 24hrs)
Then go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
(Post-Chorus: 24hrs + T-Pain)
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
Then come down
(Verse 2: T-Pain)
I’m up in the air like that McDonalds sign, look like open legs
Girl, I been drinking straight Henny all day, put that Coke in there
You see that sunshine make me unwind, I stay woke in there
Girl, put that gun down, that ain’t allowed, in the (?)
That bad little sinner, damn, that ain’t enough for a ni**a, how would I spend a whole million
Spend a whole million, I’m tryna show you my vision, daily threesomes with Brazilians
I’m on that west coast production sh*t
Tell that hoe she can suck a dick
The price just going up a bit
And you know that meat looking succulent
You ain’t never lied
She wanna ride on that Pain train, said she never tried
She said me and God like the same thing, she feels so alive
But I leave her dead in the bed
And I leave the bread on her head
Tell her next time the prices better not
(Chorus: 24hrs)
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
Go up
Then come down
(Post-Chorus: 24hrs + T-Pain)
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
I’m not judging you
Yeah, but them prices going down
Then come down

Wu-Tang Clan Feat. R-Mean & Mzee Jones “G’d Up” Lyrics

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(Intro: Method Man)
Allah Math, dig it
(Verse 1: Method Man)
My block is G’d up, the cops is racist
Staircases is peed up, haters get beat up
Woman are getting eat up
Look at this paper don’t need much
But still need a calculator to keep up
Je-sus; I’m doing me, B.I.G
Hit Little Caesar after I hit this tree up
Me, I get my cheese up
Puff the buddha, I get my G up
My team in the building until the lease up
Look, you think this method ain’t pro-lific then pro-hibit
See I’m (?) but like my daddy no different
A go-getter, I go get it, now go figure
Without no figures, no gold cards, no gold diggers
To quote Jigga I goes hard, I blow Swishers
I blow that trigger, your whole squad could go with you
Ay, Dio mío, I’m a hell of a flow spitter
You ain’t my people, I don’t care if you know RZA
‘Cause at the end of the day
I’m a problem boy, stay out of my way
Now if you see me in the streets, you better give me my space
And if I beat you to the punch I punch you dead in your face
(Pre-Hook Sample)
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap sh*t
And every borough, state, town, prison, map sh*t
(Hook: Mzee Jones)
Drink sippin’, no slippin’, weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missing
Ice glisten, clear vision, keep wishin’
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping, haters watching
Speaker knocking, shorty hoppin’, rollie copy
Wig rockin’, big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life – yeah
(Verse 2: R-Mean)
Yeah, yeah, yo, yeah
We known to do this
The flow is losing, it’s so abusive
Was born a Christian but Joe the truth is that dough is Jewish
I over do this, fuck a moderation
Homie we focused, my camp Auschwitz with the concentration
Meth-Tical, (All Dash?), Allah Math
Step in my shoes and leave footprints in God’s path
These surfaces try to divert us away from a higher purpose
I look emcees in their eyes, you looking kind of nervous
But we knowing the mean, the leader’s showing ya
King of kings, Haile Selassie, Ethiopia
Blunt condition chronic and I don’t mean that pneumonia
So shorty you and your friend
I’m bout to leave with the both of ya
She tell me that she need me
They always come right back
B**ches get repo’d quicker than Tyga’s Lamborghini
We eating lobster and shrimp
Rappers is Ramadan
Too raw, I shouldn’t spit without a condom on
The type of rookie that’s respected by the veterans
‘Cause dog I ain’t a rookie, I’m a motherfucking veteran
Light up the medicine, just know you’ve been warned
‘Cause when the killer bees starting to swarm, you know it’s on
(Pre-Hook Sample)
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Murder ni**as, luxurious, banks I was draped
Caked out
The Corleone connection in all selection
Take over, quick fast, violate, slap sh*t
And every borough, state, town, prison, map sh*t
(Hook: Mzee Jones)
Drink sippin’, no slippin’, weed, women
No kidding, big business, tops missing
Ice glisten, clear vision, keep wishin’
Welcome to the big boy life
Bottle popping, no stopping, haters watching
Speaker knocking, shorty hoppin’, rollie copy
Wig rockin’, big talking, cash dropping
Welcome to the big boy life – yeah

Dreezy Feat. 6LACK & Kodak Black “Spar” Lyrics

These people control the rain, these people be diggin’ bonkers up
But they only got 2 more years of slavery to do harm to us
I feel like Kunta Kinte ni**a, I’m the one who fought for us
I was in the clubs and 6th grade, fightin’ the adults and stuff
Feel like Kunta Kinte ni**a, I’m the one who fought for us
Ever since the 6th grade ni**a, I was the one who fought for us
Ever since the 10th grade ni**a, I was the one who fought for us
So I feel like Kunta Kinte ni**a, I’m the one who fought for us yeah
I fought for us, ni**a I die for us, ni**a I risk my life for us
I risk my life for us ni**a and I’ll die for us ni**a The weather ain’t got no name
Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from? Tweet
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(Intro: Kodak Black)
Aye mayne, I like the depth of this song, ya know what I’m sayin’
Not the death of the song but the D-E-P-T-H of the song
Ya feel me, the complexity and sh*t
I like the topic
Kodak Black man
(Hook: 6LACK)
Look my word is bond as f**k
My life is hard enough, they not rewarding us
They disregarding us, and if I go to D.C
I’m tryna spar with Trump
I’m not a politician, just can’t ignore the stuff
(Verse 1: 6LACK)
This really just a free verse, I put my life in reverse
I dug up out my old pain and put it on a t-shirt
So many sides to this sh*t, not here for the popular sh*t
Your own people will ask, “When you gon’ ‘Pac for this sh*t”
Before I die, I’ma teach, I light a blunt then I preach
Ain’t no facade you can see, that I can only be me
I got a daughter to raise, one day she gon’ be a queen
I’m tryna get sh*t together, so she can have anything
(Hook: 6LACK)
My word is bond as f**k
My life is hard enough, they not rewarding us
They disregarding us, and if I go to D.C
I’m tryna spar with Trump
I ain’t a politician, just can’t ignore the stuff
(Verse 2: Dreezy)
I take this life how it come
Got heart but still won’t show love
If I tell people where I’m from, they might think I gotta gun
Got J’s that’s still in the box
No tax or bands on my ones
I took my feelings out this sh*t and put my trust in my funds
Tat my dead homie on my sleeve
Don’t need glasses, see what I see
Told me at ten, what I wasn’t gon’ be
Ni**a ain’t make the league, so we turn to the streets
Cops wanna blast ‘fore they see ya I.D
Might do the race ‘fore a ni**a catch me
Damn if it be another R.I.P
It’s a black/white world but I only see green
Killers gettin’ off innocent, when the clip showin’ that he did the sh*t
Try to talk and they ain’t listenin’ but they’ll point it out if you get ignorant
f**k with you if you a benefit
That’s why I pay off cash at the dealership
But I got money stashed for the bail and sh*t
But I’ma write it off, good penmanship
Can’t say we representing when half the office White Supremacist
This can’t be, “Land of the free”
If kneeling might cost your position
I’m supposed to respect the system
They call our brothers, “Sons of bitches”
And when my Unc’ came home from prison
For the same sh*t y’all tried to turn into a business
Take our culture, our blueprint
Pay the knockoff to come model us
Hurricanes come and swallow us
Opp ni**as tryna put the dot on us
We pourin’ Henny, cause we all bottled up
Granny said, “Scratch ya lottos up”
But the bible says it goes full circle
I’ma tryna find me a good purpose
(Hook: Dreezy)
My word is bond as f**k
My life is hard enough, they not rewarding us
They disregarding us, and if I go to D.C
I’m tryna spar with Trump
I’m not a politician, you can’t ignore the stuff
(Verse 3: Kodak Black)
Ain’t old enough to hit the club to fill my cup with rum
But I can go die in the army or go to war for them
Ain’t old enough for marijuana cigars, spark my blunt
But old enough to spend my life behind bars, that dumb
Told magazines that got me in articles
When I’m in Washington D.C., I’m doing fraud n’ stuff
Ain’t worried bout Donald Trump
Ain’t worried bout seeing no monuments
These people got weather control
Where the hell you think Hurricane Harvey from?

Sugar Ray – Fly (feat. Super Cat)

All around the world statues crumble for me
Who knows how long I’ve loved you
Everywhere I go people stop and they see
Twenty-five years old my mother God rest her soul
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
Dance a little stranger, show me where you’ve been
Love can make you hostage wanna do it again
There’s no time to think about the starting or the end
We’ll find out I’m told, my mother she told me so
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
All around the world, statues crumble for me
Who knows how long I’ve loved you
Everyone I know has been so good to me
Twenty-five years old, my mother God rest her soul
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just wanna fly
Put your arms around me, baby
Put your arms around me, baby
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly
I just want to fly

Social Distortion – Bad Luck

You’re looking through a cracked mirror,
No one really knows the reason why. Some people like to gamble,
But you, you always lose. You’re always scratchin’ at the eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why. Your enemies are gettin’ nearer,
Gonna hang down your head and cry
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Some people go to church on Sundays,
Others they pray at home. Some people like to rock ‘n’ roll,
You’re always singin’ the blues
You gotta nasty disposition,
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad, bad reputation,
Gonna hang your head down and cry
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Thirteen’s my lucky number,
To you it means stay inside. You get to the top and then you fall,
Gonna hang down your head and cry. You tell them that there ain’t no God,
That they’re better off standin’ alone. Black cat done crossed my path,
No reason to run and hide.

Slipknot – Wait And Bleed

Goodbye! I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander around where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear that stone of leaves
I wander out where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed. Goodbye! I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed. I wipe it of on tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I can’t control my shakes, how the hell did I get here? I’ve felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed. AND IT WAITS FOR YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m a victim – Manchurian candidate
I – have – sinned – by – just
Makin’ my mind up and takin’ your breath away! You haven’t learned a thing
I haven’t changed a thing
My flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free
You haven’t learned a thing
I haven’t changed a thing
My flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free
I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can’t see
Inside my shell I wait and bleed
I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander out where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed. Something about this, so very wrong
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn’t like this
Is it a dream or a memory? I felt the hate rise up in me
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves
I wander around where you can’t see
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed
Get outta my head cuz I don’t need this
Why didn’t I see this?

Savage Chop – Relationship Goalz

[Verse 1]
I said I love what you are
And I love what you ain’t
Baby, we can do it
You should never say we can’t
[Hook]
We got what they call
Relationship goals
Oh, relationship goals
Relationship goals
Relationship goals
Yeah, yeah
Hold up for a second
Break this shit down, hey
[Verse 2]
I’m just a young nigga in love, what it look like, baby? [Hook]
We got what they call
Relationship goals
Oh, relationship goals
Relationship goals
Relationship goals
Yeah, yeah
Hold up for a second
Break this shit down, hey

[Verse 3]
Pull up on you late night just because it feel right, baby
You presidential with this shit, I call you first lady
You my prized possession
So it ain’t hard to tell that you the one
[Hook]
We got what they call
Relationship goals
Oh, relationship goals
Relationship goals
Relationship goals
Yeah, yeah
Hold up for a second
Break this shit down, hey
[Interlude]
Yeah yeah, see look
We can’t even be together if we ain’t best friends, period
See we got that, that’s why they look up to us
Relationship goals, hashtag
Nah foreal! I’m infatuated with nice things and you one of ’em, baby
Can you believe I calmed down a lot lately? haha
[Hook]
We got what they call
Relationship goals
Oh, relationship goals
Relationship goals
Relationship goals
Yeah, yeah
Hold up for a second
Break this shit down, hey