TakeOff – Intruder

Intruder, intruder (where?)
Put a strap into the intruder face he don’t know where to go
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, intruder (who?)
Intruder, intruder (ayy!)
[Chorus]
Look at the top of my roof, I’ma shoot ’cause I see an
[Chorus]
I’m burned out, I’m throwed off
Cannabilism, my dawg eat him (ruff!)
It’s a warning sign in my backyard said "Do not enter"
Or July fourth him and take his freedom

Potato peeler how a nigga peel ya
I can’t help it y’all niggas new to it (new to that)

Don’t do it, intruder
Intruder, intruder (who?)
Better not open the door if you didn’t know that’s an
Hope you got insurance (hope!)
I’m cutthroat, you knew that (you knew that)
Intruder, intruder

Intruder, (bow!) intruder
Intruder, intruder (ayy!)
Intruder, intruder (yeah)
Intruder, intruder
Intruders try run in my house (graaah!)
Intruder try and tell ’em ‘fore I send them shots up at your cerebellum
Notice I drink heavy codeine but when I pick up the chopper, get endurance
Intruder, intruder (who?)
Intruder, intruder
[Verse]
You never know who’s an intruder
Intruder, (bow!) intruder
Had a sweet lick, for a meal-tick (M&M)
Night time vision on the scope
Started with a handful, like Boston George on Blow
You blew it (you blew that)
You niggas don’t know nothing ’bout the game
Look at the top of my roof, I’m ‘gone shoot ’cause I seen an
Intruder, intruder (whoa)
No Halloween but I might trick-or-treat him
You never know who’s an intruder
Intruder, intruder (ayy!)
If I don’t know you since day one, to me nigga you’s an
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, intruder (where?)
Takeoff!
Better not open the door if you didn’t know that’s an
OG Parker!
Intruder, intruder (yeah)
I bust yo (bow!) medulla
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, (bow!) intruder
Intruder, intruder (ayy!)
I got the right to kill em
[Intro]
If I don’t know you since day one, to me nigga you’s an
Where?
Picking off a intruder, I’m watching the door
Intruder, (bow!) intruder

G-Eazy – Special Love (feat. Dakari)

Broken promises that I’ll be what you need me to
Easier to say that shit than actually see it through

Yeah, now every time we fight you always cry and get your scream on
The pressure is intense when you tryna be a phenom
‘Cause I need that special love
‘Cause I need your special love (uh)
And I’m just tryna keep you here regardless of the outcome
And when this shit gets too real, why every time I run?
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
And when it’s real, it never fade away
You ask me if I need someone to love or just to lean on

Not tryna be that person I just run over and cheat on
‘Cause I been restless all these nights I ain’t been sleepin’ through
Don’t let me, don’t let me go
So then I’m contradicting it with all the shit you see me do
I know you said if I fuck up again then you would be gone
I wonder, do we make each other better or do we take away?
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah)
Try make me jealous, regretting the loss I took (loss I took)
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
You know
I’m callin’ out, so if you hear me, this from me to you

Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah)
[Refrain: Dakari]
Uh
This other shit between us, I’m not even tryna speak on
[Refrain: Dakari]

And why I always drink too much? And what I’m tryna hide from?
You always tell me I’m just tryna have my cake and eat it too
[Refrain: Dakari]
But cake, I swear to God I never got that shit
‘Cause I need your special love (uh)
And stay on hold like it’s layaway
(You Know)
I know you hate to party, know you want me off that shit
Describing a person I could probably never be for you
Just hash it on my chest, told Dichi "Put a beat on"
You got a new guy, you thinkin’ you got me shook (got me shook)
I really need some peace of mind, like, I’m just tryna find some
‘Cause I need that special love
Un-followed you on IG but I can’t lie, I still watch that shit (yeah)
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah, uh)
‘Cause I need your special love
But Hollywood is a hell of a place to look
But don’t believe all of the rumors they be feeding you
I’m carrying my dreams out to infinity and beyond
Uh
Everyday our status isn’t healthy, it’s just day to day
It’s probably true, then that’s what you’re supposed to do
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah, uh)
I hope you find him, I’m hopeful, don’t be mistook (yeah)

G-Eazy – Get Mine (feat. Snoop Dogg)

I been a real one, look, I walk ‘fore I crawl
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the ‘fro
Really got it made, you don’t have to stress out"
Steinbrenner money, just signed an extension
Deal’s life-changing, that’s divine intervention
Proof that the power of the mind is impressive
Anything goes, that’s life in the jungle
Conversations profit, I’m interested
Fuckin’ up a check, see the price on the tag
You’re not original, there’s a thousand of y’all
Guess who fucked, you got it, you guessed it
Cars on cars, coppin’, I been excessive
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine
I’ve seen what you make, I get it doubleTurn into an asshole, fuck bein’ humble
2017, really ’bout to start flexin’
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
You’re a cold ass cat, go and poke your chest out
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine
I heard your concerts are not crowded at all
Outta work, outta time, look I’m out of it all
And my nigga sellin’ dope up out the liquor store
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the ‘fro
She wants me to give a fuck, sorry bae, I’m fresh out

Leave her around me, you might be in trouble

Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine
Bitch so bad, big ass, big breasted
I’m lit in the club, took her down in the stall
(Yeah, uh)
Anything goes in the jungle, dog
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
I’m sorry if I shit on you, it’s not my intention
I look in the mirror and say, "Bro, you the best out
I’m straight to the point, Gerald’s back in his bag
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
Talk about M’s, K, you got my attention
(Mu-mu-mu-murder)

Vacation in Kauai, man, life is a drag
[Hook: Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy]
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine (sorry)
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Brain in the whip, seat back in the Jag
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time
You rappers are broke, what’s the problem with y’all?
Oyster perpetual, my time is expensive
[Hook: Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy]
[Hook: Snoop Dogg & G-Eazy]
Straight up out the gutter with the cake cutter in the ‘fro
And my nigga sellin’ dope up out the liquor store
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine (ha ha ha, fuck bein’ humble)
Anything goes in the jungle, dog
Outta work, outta line, outta money, outta time (what if I could)
See we can rumble, I might stumble, but I refuse to fall
My bros got my back, won’t allow me to fall
[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Give a fuck, nigga I’ma get mine

Murda Beatz blappin’, Uncle Snoop blessed it
And my nigga sellin’ dope up out the liquor store
My banker is tellin’ me he’s proud of us all
Anything goes in the jungle, dog (anything goes)

Montana of 300 – God Strong (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

[Intro]
Maybe later in life when you mature, you’ll get it in time
And I am to my fans what Tom Brady is to the Patriots
Put God first and never give up when you feelin’ defeat
[Verse]
Big paper, I got that bag on me like the postman
Success is proof that you’ve evolved and mastered difficult times
And every barbarian niggas out there think I’m Conan
Now I’m breakin’ up chains, and I’m changin’ the game
Mimic when I lead on ’em, missions to succeed
Spoke about my pain and my struggles, that’s how I strengthen it
I give praise to God because that’s who helped me get through it all
Even my haters takin’ notes and got my shit on repeat
Niggas thought this shit was just rap up until I popped one
My mama told me no woman wants them a broke man
Dead bodies all on your block, I turn it to ghost land
My mama called to see if we safe and told me she pray we is
But real leaders teach us lessons while they blessin’ their teams
And none of us would value life if God didn’t limit the time
I learnt it like an instrument, practice made me magnificent
God strong, came from them trenches straight out the bottom
Always lookin’ for a shortcut and a way to finesse
Life sentences, they don’t know how much time I spent with it
Became beneficent, now fuck nigga come try to blemish it
Pistols in designer, if there’s ever a problem
No one can ever mention bars without mentionin’ mine
Be willin’ to see, don’t be another prisoner sleep
Took a break from shinin’ and buyin’ all that expensive shit
We slide in with them mags on you pussies, it’s not a condom
My wisdom’s unique, do you and let the critics critique
Yeah, all that
Life is a bitch and people change like that bitch named Mystique
To you it’s only bars, I just wish you knew the significance
Squad drippin’ sauce I bet some of you wanna rob ’em
Gotta keep one on me, know I can go any day, boy
Same niggas hatin’ they fakin’ want me to sign ’em
Nowadays it’s different, my pockets fatter than Roseanne
King’s vision, time’s tickin’, I ain’t waitin’ for next
Sky’s the limit, went from livin’ in the ‘jects to my dream
And no fish don’t get to debate because they missin’ my lines
I do this with my eyes closed, drive a hater insane
Satan’s nemesis, spittin’ lyrics which you can benefit
I’m an artist, hoe they on it, we get praises the best

Still prayin’ daily, receivin’ blessings in both hands
Got the god in this mother fucker
When hope is lost, don’t ever bail on your team
So fresh and so clean, it’s cool to have a necklace that blings
My bros said "You can make it", I said "We both can"
Like Tony wasn’t frontin’ that day he said he had shotgun
God is good, God is great, they swear up and down everyday he is
Feel that
Gifted with intentions of redemptions such as healin’ the weak
I told them put they money up like we was makin’ the bet
They got their bars up on their own I ain’t gotta spot ’em
Rap God shit
Embracin’ the pain, my nigga I was raised in the rain
Visualizin’ bein’ on top, I’m gon’ stay willin’ to climb
Leave a nigga reekin’ for thinkin’ he Theon Greyjoy
Armed with two sticks in this bitch, I feel like a snowman
So much knowledge, scholars ain’t never heard of the gradient
Was willin’ to go broke, I put all my dollars and cents in it
Like a fuckin’ backbreaker, nigga this is what they need
We talk to clouds with hopes the ones we lost still live in the skies
Meaning this is for my seeds, I just hope you takin heed
FGE the shit bitch you better get with the program
Slidin’ hollow tips in the clips I can’t wait to spray, boy
Tourin’, sharin’ stages with loved ones ’cause that’s the way he is
So sick with the rhymes, that every lyric pickin’ ya mind
It’s gettin’ deep like brother Malcolm out here givin’ a speech
Came a long way, sleepin’ counties, hearin’ them doors slam
Me and God give ’em Hell like Undertaker and Kane
Used to be the dope man, every day I sold grams
You better hope he’s as merciful as they say he is
Punchlines like Apollo nigga, this is for my creed
Pray every day knowin’ Satan waitin’ for you to fall
To live is to grind, we all on different missions to rise
Rap God is his alias, changin’ minds of the atheists
Just like a fuckin’ Chess game, bitch I’m chasin’ the check
Don’t Doubt The God and stand firm like you settin’ the screen
And I don’t depend on no man, got that from my old man
They just want version of the truth you need to question your king
You gotta show the Lord you’re thankful when you’re given this time
Gon’ make ’em regret, always be real and make ’em respect
‘Cause lions don’t concern themselves with the opinions of sheep
Don’t get discouraged, people tend to love to hate on the best
Magazines full of them bitches see I don’t play, boy
Always kill the devil quickly when you find him
Some think that all they gotta do is pray for the best
I put my niggas on ’cause I love ’em, they know I got ’em
My bars is the craziest, lyrically I’m an alien

Montana of 300 – Dirty Dancing (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

When them fuck niggas die boy they blame me
I never run out of ammo
Wet em up and leave em soaked, I got too much drip
Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady
All my bullets gon sing like the opera
If you start with a gangster I’ll finish it
Up this ratchet it savage like Randy I keep that bitch with me like her name Elizabeth
I got guns like I’m up in the navy
If I fly through your crib then I’m giving your whole family boxes like I was Saint Nicholas
You get wet like Poseidon when I come through
Slide on ice like a sled with em
You know I stay lit like a candle
I got guns like I’m up in the navy
I’m not UPS but I be sending shit
Makin moves so my family can benefit
I got guns like I’m up in the navy
They say I was a menace like Dennis is
All my guns they got kick ain’t no soccer
No Bruce Jenner fool nigga you been a bitch
Came a long way from trappin and hittin licks
They wanna go half on a baby
When it go Bracca
I can’t fuck with you bitch you fugaze
Bad yellow chick let her ride me like pegs nigga

First she blow me and then I slide in bitch I been in that game like my name Sega Genesis
And then I throw bullets like Prescott

I got bodies so watch who you talking to
I will drip on a bitch like I’m raining
I will crack like an egg nigga
20 bands up in my pants ho
Shawty go nuts she go crazy
Put a cap to yo chest like you sayin the pledge nigga

They wanna go half on a baby
She was cleaning my pipe tryna drain me
I got these bitches wet cause I’m wavy
I keep a bandana like xPac
I come through with the Glocks to put you in a box
I come through with this choppa
This that breakfast in bed nigga
Shawty go nuts she go crazy
Bout to ball on these hoes like I cut off my dreads nigga
Those who play will get changed like an audible
I will drip on a bitch like I’m raining
Green light on that bitch like an xbox
[Verse 1]
Lots of bananas in my hammers, I got fruity clips
Ak-47 spit, yo whip doing flips
Or wake up with this tray in your face with no time to say grace
Money changing but I’m still the same me
I put all of you up in an article
Dirty dancin’ bitch I’m Patrick Swayze
No bitch I cannot be your man though
[Hook]
Dirty dancin’ bitch I’m Patrick Swayze
I can’t fuck with you bitch you fugaze
Gangsta imposta
So shawty go nuts she went crazy
Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady
I pull up and hop out no rest stop
Slide and your death will be so mythological
I can’t fuck with you bitch you fugaze
[Verse 2]
He don’t know how I creep and I pop up
And your girl treat my dick like it’s licorice
I got these bitches wet cause I’m wavy
My broski just sold me a fresh Glock
Put an end to shit then I’ll act innocent
I got more soul than a dance floor
Dirty dancin’ bitch I’m Patrick Swayze
From the slaughterhouse boy I will slaughter you
[Hook]
I got these bitches wet cause I’m wavy
Even the paralyzed say that they feelin this
Or how I think I’m a three headed monsta
Better stop lyin Mufasa
Bandanas and guns like I’m Rambo
I got my dough up like a lambo
Fuck with me end up dead nigga
Niggas act where the osca
Bangers and bitches on me when I’m walking through

It turn your brains into pasta
[Hook]
It can’t fit down your bitch throat, I got too much dick
They wanna go half on a baby
Shawty go nuts she go crazy
Then go sauce on your bitch honey barbecue
I will drip on a bitch like I’m raining
Keep 1 on me like Tracy McGrady

Montana of 300 – Plug Love (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

She done fell in love
[Hook]
When police came, she didn’t tell
And this weight is like I’m a tractor
I swear I’m caught up in your rapture
She see through it like a veil
Give a fuck what you thought
Like a snail, she didn’t bail
I’m slidin’ in and out of that pussy like dresser drawers
She understands, like metaphors
I loved her hair, I loved her nails
She helped me up the times I fell
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club
She done fell in love with the plug
We went through it like a tunnel
I got drugs, I got sauce
Like fourteen grams, I have to bag her
I’m the plug, yeah
She done fell in love, yeah
She done fell in love with the plug
But you understood my hustle
I’m like Russ when I ball
And start a whole ‘nother chapter
I keep guns and some drugs

I’m the plug, yeah
I keep guns and some drugs
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club
I keep guns and some drugs
I keep guns and some drugs
I wanted to fuck her bad as hell
She done fell in love
And feel free to hit me up after
[Verse 1]
And you gotta learn to adapt to
[Verse 2]
I’m the plug in a wall
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
She done fell in love with the plug
But when we get back to the crib, I put this dick up in her skirt
That money callin’, I press ignore
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club
My mans watch me get at her
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
Let you count it ’cause I trust you
And all that hatin’ from females
Yeah, she was fly and shy as fuck
She done fell in love, yeah
She done fell in love, yeah
Duffel bags full of dirty money, baby count that cash twice
And if you fall in love with me
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club

Ridin’ dirty with this 30, extra clips up in her purse
[Hook]
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
She done fell in love with the plug
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
Her family said that I was trouble
Wavy with more chips that Ruffle’s
She made me wait just like a scale
But still she didn’t let me nail
[Hook]
I promise you I’ma catch you
She done fell in love with the plug
I loved her voice, I loved her smell
You know I came from the struggle
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
We become one, like Megazord
Put my number in your phone
I keep guns and some drugs
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club
Coulda bragged, but you stayed humble
Love with a boss
Hundred thousand in my duffel
The way I move with this steel
I used to life that fast life, but that was in my past life
My name was ringin’ like a bell
Tryna become shorty man
Keep a gun in my drawers
I had to bring her out that shell
I told her, "I am the plug
She done fell in love
Shawty loves when I call
Had to cuff her, and I told her from the jump what it was
She done fell in love, yeah
While I’m duckin’ the law
I had to cuff her like a twelve
She done fell in love, yeah
Flip money just like a spatula
I went to jail, she sent me mail
I’m the plug, yeah
She got class and she got swagger
When I took L’s or shit was movin’
I’m the plug, yeah
She done fell in love, yeah
I’m the plug, yeah
I’m the plug, yeah
She single, got her fallin’ like some ones in the club

I keep guns and some drugs
She done fell in love with the plug
I find you highly attractive

Montana of 300 – Had To Sauce (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

Had to sauce on a bitch
No bitch you can’t call me (?) im salty
Loving basketball on a bitch
Versace draws on my dick
They all out of patience
I step on a hoe
Shawty want to get naked
Made her fall from the drip
Like turbo and o-zone
So please watch your step
Yeah i got the sauce and they all want to taste it
Slid down on them hoes
Jack Frost on a bitch
Now she all on my dick
Take the breath out a hoe

Get that boy reckted like Obama
Im icy im frosty
Burned berry sauce on the coal
As soon as i walk through the door
Ready for the drama
I can’t get them off me
Im to cold for these hoes
Had to sauce on a bitch
Made her fall from the drip
Santa Claus on a bitch
Like im at (?)
Watch dripping (?) in a wrist
And slide on my like some pajamas
When niggas was hating
No future dont holla although she see me in designer no bitch we can’t fuck up no commas
She want to eat me like piranhas
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Had to sauce on a bitch
I let this chopper finesse
Drip sauce on whoever cross me
They got me mistaken
(4x)
And blow like a fan no Katana
But i might pause on a bitch
They think ima cut them but my name ain’t Jason
She thought i wasn’t making out of them tough
I never stop for these hoes
They know i was saucy yeah
They all on my dick

[Verse 1]
Im hotter than Satan
Still dripping sauce on the flow
They say im cold
Big dog on these hoes
(4x)
(4x)
Yeah these bitches falling they want me to chase them
Ricky Ross on a bitch
If we got a problem its that
Shout out to my pops MOB like he taught me
Still fall with it though
[Hook]
I drip like a faucet thats (?)
I’ll promise these bitches go blocka
That 9 on my bro Iguodala
Randy Moss on a bitch
Made her fall from the drip

She sweat me (no sauna)
I promise im fresh
I get bucks like Milwaukee
A bitch can get nathan
Now she all on my dick
Had to sauce on a bitch
Like Nike bitch i got a check
Fly like i hoped in a jet
Now she all on my dick
Check a pulse on a bitch
Grew a bead on these hoes

Had to sauce on a bitch
[Hook]
Had to sauce on a bitch

Montana of 300 – Busta Rhymes (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

Ride and lurking
You don’ f’d up all black we dressed up
Dropping grenades hoe
No I don’t give a fuck who he run with or who he know
They said Hip-Hop was dead
I give him the say-so
Pull up in somethin’ tinted up
Don’t get nailed with this hammer I stay with the tooly, yo
Eating like supper time

When you hustling watch for rats man the shit can get spooky though
For acting funny like Chris Rock I’ll smoke them like pookie, hoe
Rap God
Driving dirty with no Ls i was living reckless
I’m fancy like writing cursive
I bet i leave them in the past give it to them like Rubio
You got to call collect
Had 20 on my wrist 20 on my necklace
I made them all regret
Call me the Django
Your niggas harmless; mine dangerous like Coolio
The ref might call a tech
Might hit the mall and flex
My warriors
I’m who they call the best
I ain’t perfect with my kids if I ain’t working
Nike just like me my nigga I am a walking check
Just bought broski a Draco
These bullets hit your brains and guts
This is what I get payed for
Smiling looking sinister
Twenty-eight, Twenty two, now stories up
My bars hold hella weight
And I’ve been rocking Bandannas since Weezy and Juve hoe
These other rappers plain to us
Word to my mother I’m
Try me like Dej Loaf
Nothing has came close
Aw shit he catching bullets like Julio
You can’t get me to change
Swerving serving pounds just to get my check up
Notorious
Dreaded like Busta Rhymes
My sons and my daughter fresh
Tire burning
Then go up lift my brothers and sisters like I’m the minister
I knew the sun would shine
Just know that when you see these clips you ain’t watching no movie though
I encourage higher learning I’m teaching through fire verses
This what we trained for
Rap god or the dang GOAT both in the same boat
Balled every time you see me just like Uncle Fester
Dangerous
These fuck niggas on my dick and they fear me cause
I’m fighting the lying serpent
Bitch i won’t fall for that
Mo’ cake than Duncan Hines
I got powers like a monster and I’m saucing I’m groovy, hoe
But i came just in time
Bitch I’m just pumping iron
This is serious
You strange to us
My labels tough
I’ll never sell my soul
I ball so fucking hard
Fu niggas cannot hang with us
Till the day we lie in hearses
Get changed to dust
I ran into the law man that shit was messed up
If I feel y’all a threat
Flew from a falling nest
All my lyrics is groundbreaking that Super Saiyan flow
Yeah my .40 cal bang more
Rap God I’m way to real to have someone come write my verses
You know this ain’t a game to us
Wet up shit like the rain though
[Intro]
This is that part of chess
On these tracks I’m Usian Bolt
So what you saying ho
Johnny Torture
You got to get it then get out I learned that from the movie Blow
I got you all in check
Never fold under pressure mother fuck them questions
I’m from Chiraq but caught my first body up in Peoria
They thought I wouldn’t make it
That pops off of Wayans bros
I am off of the chain hoe
Ain’t no one else to blame but us
Banana clips for you monkeys if you curious
Im hot like summertime
Like KD back with James and Russ
Hit you with no delaying
Be glorious
[Verse 1]
Put a clip up to his head give that boy a fresh cut
Yeah my belt and shoes Louis my glasses is Gucci though
Body you and then I lay low like Forest Whitaker
One seven
Black mask like he Space Ghost
SQUAD!
So keep my dick up out your mouth don’t be twisting the story up
I come from trouble times
I got green in my pants you just hating like Rufio
My girl so fucking fine
I made them bleed like a bitch on her period
I be strapped at every show even strapped at the studio
We outside of y’all address
My bang will bust
I’m more than blessed and more calculated than architects
I ain’t gotta call my hittas up I’ll come and get rid of you
You lame to us
Hit you pussies make sure you don’t die a virgin
Bussa Bus’

Montana of 300 – Love The Rapper (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

This dick too long for her to try to keep her distance, feelin’ defenseless
I beat that pussy like a drumstick, makin’ her cum quick
You know I love ya, never put nothin’ above ya
Went from friends and turned to lovers
We ain’t just fuckin’, shorty love me with a passion
She go off just like a buzzer, that’s my baby and I love her
If it ain’t one thing, it’s another
Man I swear she always tryna bring up old shit like a plunger
But don’t complain about a thing when I be smashin’
[Hook x2]
She be like "Tony I don’t trust ya"
(She said) I make her mad (sometimes) I make her sad
She be like "Tony I don’t trust ya"
The way I choke her when I stroke her, she love all that rough shit
She be complainin’, she be naggin’

She said I’m selfish and I’m stubborn, she can’t stand it
Always trippin’ up until I slide my dick in
You know I love ya, never put nothin’ above ya
She cuss me out, then take it back
She be like "Tony I don’t trust ya"
I stroke that pussy nice and slow like I was Usher
She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her
[Hook x2]
She love my D, plus all these other niggas bustas

She know that shit ’bout to be lit when I roll up like dutches
She said I got a long stick and got game like I’m Gambit

Yeah I could tell she a need a fixin’, Imma come fix it
Leave her exhausted when I pipe her like a muffler, shake when I touch her
She love the way I pull her hair when she go down and suck it
I put an end to all that fussin’, end of discussion
That pussy instantly get wet every time that I touch it
"But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka"
Swear up and down I stole her heart just like a bandit, ain’t how she planned it
Shorty think that I be pimpin’
I make her laugh, escape the past
"But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka"
[Verse 2]
She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her
She love the way I grip that ass, how I smack it and cuff it
I break her back, then I go chase a bag
You know I love ya, never put nothin’ above ya
"But you a rapper, I don’t wanna be a sucka"
She said I’m takin’ her for granted
She can’t get up, can barely walk man she gon’ need some crutches
[Verse 1]
Just what a G need, I’m Aladdin, she my Jasmine, love everlastin’
[Hook x2]
But she act like a detective when we ain’t up under covers
She be like "Tony I don’t trust ya"
She don’t believe me, I can tell she wanna leave but love how I fuck her

Montana of 300 – Born To Ball (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

[Hook]
My defense tight i lock them down
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
Watch them haters turn to fans
Shawtys trying to clone me
We suit up and go crazy
I was born to ball
And shout out to my coach yeah
Thats my baby

Watch them haters turn to fans
They know they can’t hold me
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get on chance

Success brings all the haters out

I got it cracking Bobby Brown
Ima stack that money tall
Ima stack that money tall
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
Yeah i do this for my fam
Blowing cake no B-Day
Yeah i do this for my fam
Ms all in my bank account
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
Every time we march you April fools dont want to see May
And wait before the cash came
I was born to ball
They gone love the way i ball

I might turn into Kobe
I was born to ball
Been ballin Master Roshi
I understand you got to foul
Yeah i do this for my fam
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get on chance
Ima stack that money tall
Cause i snap like a crocodile
Like it was my last game
Chucks up like a deuce i’m sonning you just call me Ray Ray
Take your shot and make it count
More drive than a freeway
Ima run it back i got more cuts than any DJ
Ima stack that money tall
I was born to ball
And I play every last game
[Hook]
Im focused i can see straight
Squad Thats my AA
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get one chance
Haters hate the way i ball
Im clean and im dripping
My bars go nuts like Paydays
They gone love the way i ball
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get one chance
I got her with no nae nae
They like the way im ballin they want to see a replay
You can call me soapy
I came this far no stopping now
You bet not run up on me
Im sonning yall no problem child
[Verse 2]
They gone love the way i ball
Haters hate the way i ball
I spit like an AK
[Hook]
I only do what he say
Ima stack that money tall
My homies on the same track
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
I was born to ball
Watch them haters turn to fans
I was born to ball
You got one chance to make it now
But this ain’t no relay
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
Spin moves like DJ
And i bet i make my mama proud
[Verse 1]
They wear raindrop emojis
My greatness make my mama smile
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get one chance
Ima stack that money tall

Play me and its OV
Im taking charge now
After i get mine ima share it with my dawgs
I keep this jersey on me
Im bringing home them trophies
My life is a movie like John Q i play my heart out
I got a play it smart now
Haters hate the way i ball
Got to carry out the plans cause you only get on chance
Ive been that dude since Pre-K
I made them learn my last name
Im in the game like EA

Montana of 300 – Fge Cypher, Pt. 4 (feat. No Fatigue, Talley Of 300 & $Avage) (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

You in the field but we hawkin’
3D popout, dumpin’!
It slim from the shady

Try to Marty Wolf me, you’ll leak blue
But, I’m loaded and cocked
Stupid bitch, twist your top
Not a dummy now
I came from nothin’ to somethin’
[Verse 2: Talley of 300]
Wasn’t a dummy then
Make the dime trip
Like i’m spotted up
We not on the same track
Bacardi 151 on the rocks
Needed space, no hyphen
That cheese on top of chips
Ah, shit

Plus
Never ran from nothin’
Monsters over here
Make niggas scared
On my Future shit
All I know is live fly
Streets what made me, nigga!
You’ll get shot just for blinkin’, bitch
I ain’t wastin’ no time
God what changed me
[Verse Intro: MO3]
I blow her back out like a pickup
Like my buddy now
And if not, cut it short
You know its goin’ down
Jumpman, Jumpman
All that talk that you hard
Y’know where the fuck we came from man
Removin’ life like abortions
Ain’t no safety on mine
Gunmen, Gunmen, Gunmen
Ah, ah!
Gotta watch for all the fake
[Verse 4: Montana of 300]
On some criss cross shit
She give it to me like a stick up
That’s two different things
Had to get it straight
I’m gon’ shoot like a star
Smoke ’em like a joint, bitch
That’s the pump
I promise, I’m too clutch, bitch
When I’m ridin’, probably see me with his baby, no toddler
With a hole in his top, dolphin
Don’t doubt the squad, man
It’s on my hip like a Walkman
I be poppin’ straps, leave ’em topless
We all armed around this bitch like a group hug!
Get your girl, ’cause she can end up mine, nigga
Hop out that Mercedes coupe
Like a truck stick
You know me
Bandana on like Macho Man
Like a trumpet
Got a different aim
Ay!
Mighty ducks, bitch!
But I’m runnin’ up a check
Bah!
Get chained if you ain’t got sense
[Verse Intro: $avage]
I’m ahead, you behind
Blow your top off, raise the roof
You ain’t with us
I get that Cutty now
Mask off, leave him in the past
Imma get to blowin’ like the flute
Where I’m from, you need ski shoes
Make your head spin like the ’80s!
With us, or you not
Punch line after punch line
Now my pockets stuffed like a locker, huh
I’ll pull it so don’t push me, boy
Whack yo ass at 4 A.M.,
I never disappoint, bitch
Leprechaun about meloo
Wings up in this bitch, man
MOB!
Shoot yourself or tie that fuckin’ rope around ya neck
Don’t doubt the god, mothafucka

We gotta Bond, nigga
Put that 12 to his back like LaMarcus Aldridge
I had to tell that bitch I’m nacho man
I pull up with niggas, like fuck it
Ain’t here to rep
Cut out all that tough shittin’
Yeah, I’m too hot, that’s why I be cool
Wouldn’t pull no Mufasa
Be cool ‘fore a nigga breeze through on ya block
Hop on the track
And imma take this shit way up a notch
Do a drill, my hammer nail you no construction
Give a fuck ’bout who you with
They can’t see me like Hollow Man
You weak as shit
Jumpman, Jumpman
Feelin like Ant of ATL
This that new drug
We work out some packs like a sit up!
Make them swing and twist, watch them milly rock
My whole team slidin’ with them sticks
Project Baby, nigga!
I be flexin’ with the bars on you niggas
TO3!
No lyin’, one loyal lion
You’ll have a place in the sky
Leave ’em wet
But you’ll die tryin’ to walk in these boots
FGE bitch, we the shit
Them Jordan’s on me, Baby Blue
FGE or nothin’
No warning shots
Tryna spy kid
FGE shit man!
You assed out just like Daisy dukes
So please do not make no assumptions
So I hope you don’t try it
Brand new, out the box
Get a coffin for talkin’
Put a rappin’ nigga in the cast like he Ludacris
Camera man with the cannon
Miss me with that fuck shit
Zordon nigga
Wet ’em down, mop sticks
Nigga choose a side
I’ll Tee up like I’m drinkin’ Brisk
Boom, Boom!
I be with some hustlers we get it
Then with the mops, no bucket
Killers bid like an auction
Pull out like extended I’m droppin’ ’em
Say she ready for the world
I never change
Took off his top, he just got lit up like a pumpkin!
What’s with all the frontin’?
Gamble with ya life and I’ll be sittin’ waitin’ to pull on you, like a fuckin’ slot
‘Cept the price goin’ down
Neighborhood hear all the ruckus!
Welcome to my land, nigga
Two 9 Millimeters

Ray Allen for them bucks, bitch
[Verse 1: No Fatigue]
I’m livin’ on the edge
Only gon’ fuck, she talkin’ head
Think you’re cool and get smoked
How you duckin’ hoes, ostrich
I got bars and bread but bitch
Jumpman, Jumpman!
It won’t be Weezy in no Trukfit
They mad and I’m just thumbin’ through these hunnids
Just switch lanes
But semis say you a lie
If police question, I act dumb and I know nothin’!
I told you it’s our year
‘Cause when this rapper slide
Bang!
Swear, it’s always somethin’
But they crumbled down
Like I’m bout to bust, I’m coming
Tell the haters I hear it
Ever try to play me, nigga!
I give beats concussions!
Flame hit his lips like they licked the top
Me and you niggas not the same
Then I hope you ready to die
Stay away from impostors
The road from the Palms, I truck it
Word from the wise
This is Skull Island

I’ll hit his ass with the Tecs
Make ’em jump
That’s how that money sound
But lately I been chillin’
If I want to send a message
Get her with me, not like James
Nigga that’s suicide
[Verse 3: $avage]
Don’t doubt the god
I hustle, get cash, I ain’t have enough
Ain’t shit funny now
Squad!
When I’m rappin’ on the mic
You of least concerns it’s a big bird, it ain’t never fly, emu
Often I’m saucin’
You decide
We shootin’ shit
Like two Ls to the head, yeah!
If you ain’t prepared to kill
And I ain’t worried bout no niggas bitch, hakuna matata!
Wanna love me down
[Verse Intro: TO3]
Lets get it!
Like a lawn, nigga!
I’m tryna see El Chapo bands
Tried to build bridges with you niggas
Hands shaky just like Doctor Strange
But run up, it’s gon’ cost you
Like a clown, nigga smooth out his socks
Watch they get grim on the Daily, look!
Yeah!
Bitch, I got more shells than taco stands
And you know that bitch be with me
Toughman, Toughman, Toughman
Stay alert at all times
‘Tigue on the beat
So many shots that he won’t know what hit ’em
Bitch I’m gon’ make you a Vine
Big MOB, boss shit

Run up and catch shots
Fly by a nigga B2
I’ll smoke you, take you out your group David Ruffin!
But you gon’ meet him
Like a two liter bottle
I be on some movie shit
He caught a different train

Montana of 300 – Godly (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

Go put they ass into sports
Dont try to count up how much money ive made
You might be following that Devils map
Please keep your sons out them streets
Dont try to act like you love us but on the inside you jealous
Lots of edits from different authors
Theres no more ticks
What understanding loving father dips his kids into lava
No bomb expert can defuse it
And everynight i climb the stage
I kept faith in God so I had it coming you got to love it
I produce life like two lovers
And lost in simple minded ways
So lies is made

Just look how far it set us back
And if you still sitting waiting then you haven’t grown wings yet
Where niggas let that iron blaze
I used to eat with some gangsters
So just let go of the worse
And giving credit to God
But had the chance and they blew it
Yeah Satans nervous
To God almighty
God over everything
Where preachers try to sell hope and take your almighty dollar
While your loved ones left with that pain but you won’t be there to soothe it
And men in search of power use religion to design a slave
And all my lyrics cut deep
Theres no more Ls when life expires we hope God can renew it
Twelve passing judgement some days i would get harassed for nothing
Im always bringing that heat
Dead men wish they was in our shoes
See me i go through the music with hopes that you dont confuse it
On that ave with them forks
Might reach the heavens thats key possession
I give praise
See we are trying to find a way
The truth it hurts
They mad at something their cash is coming and ask for nothing
And its to hard to hide the pain
All religions are just a buisness with scriptures written by scholars
They always start by telling facts
Go count the lives ive saved
With lines like they was riding trains
Yeah we all aim for the top but do you know how to shoot it?
I’ve picked the setting
I taught myself how to use it
And just hold onto the best
Been balling long as Isaac Hayes
This lethal weapon
Although this life is abusive understand life is exclusive
Wings up thats elevation freedom thats what my team reps
God never gave his word
Moving people on these tracks
I keep progressing and teaching lessons till hes beheaded
[Intro]
Theres so much light behind the shade
Somehow im winning and haters can’t break the pattern of it
To set someone up for a lie
Like he was passing a course
Like i was passing a torch
Added lies to the saga
And got hung like a swing set
I chase my dream with my team and watched it unfold like new covers
Dont fall into that Devils trap
They fear what they heard, the Rap God is clear, I’m superb
Im from the land of the laws where theres no way to recoup it
Keeping digging cause theres history that you haven’t seen yet
While trapped inside this giant maze
In times of comfort and fear they always show their true colors
Like i was rapping with swords
The demons sweating
While on that road to success you got to know that you’re blessed
But they give ear to my word
And niggas knew where to find me either the trap or the court
Just know that you can broaden your horizon without steppin back
Between the Lord and my lyrics
We sat with them chains
Did massive stunting back in the day when the trap was jumping
Who thinks like those twice his age
Theres no more sex
I aim to be the wise (?)
I swear they hate on my success
Possessed the power to heal
[Verse 1]
That fire man whose eyes ablazed
Where we hear mothers cry and rage
Unleashed aggression to keep from stressing with the deepest message
Sold packs of bud and didn’t have a budget still strapped in public
You pray to God and say you love him then be godly and prove it

Montana of 300 – Wifin’ You (Don’t Doubt The God Album)

I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
The haters can’t break us, girl let’s stack this cake up
You be my woman, my wife, I promise to love you for life
I used to have lots of hoes, shawty thought I was a pimp
Now my hands clean, baby, sanitation
I came on her back like a camel, she shake and I rattle
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
While she ride this dick, I be rubbin’ her tits
[Verse 1]

Hold her leg up whenever I pin her
Swag, while I be pipin’ you
Man, this pussy so good, I might cum in this bitch
I cut bitches off like umbilical cords
I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
I’m ridin’ with you to wherever God take us
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
I make lots of money, but I still make time for you
You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
And every time we bangin’, you bust like my .30
Swag, while I be pipin’ you
Was gettin’ lots of bitches, now mission abort
You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
Made that cancellation for a damn queen
I feel on your booty while you do your makeup
She throw that ass back for a G, she know she fuck with a boss
She a winner, my favorite place is up in her
See, she fell in love with my stroke, she ain’t know that I could swim
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
I make time for you just like my name was Jacob
Take care of that box, I deliver, she wet like a river
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
Swag, while I be pipin’ you
See, she make me think I can sing, make me forget that I rap
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
Say yes or say no, the decision is yours
It’s DBC gang, yeah that’s why I talk dirty
I’m thumbin’ the clit like I’m flickin’ through channels
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
[Hook]
I don’t ever worry cause I think you worthy
We switch positions, I spank her with no paddle
Legs in the air like antennas
Swag, while I be pipin’ you
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
Got me gravitatin’ with infatuation
Sometimes I can’t help it, I think to myself
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
I cut like a dealer, my baby cum, I cum with her
I love when she cum on my D, hop up and she lick it all off
Swag, while I be pipin’ you
I’ll be your plumber, give you pipe
[Hook]
I’m in love with this bitch
Now come ride this dick cause it’s yours
I cut off all my bitches, only thing on my mind is you
Then climb up on top like a wrestler, she down for the count
And whenever I’m hittin’ it, I’m thinkin’ ’bout spending my life with you
You got more juice than Sunny Delight
Had to cut em’ off, baby, amputation
Swag, I’m thinkin’ ’bout wifin’ you
She cook me breakfast on the stove, I slide my dick in from the back
Swag, while I be pipin’ you

You’re sweeter than honey, and these other bitches ain’t fly as you
Slide in like a splinter, might treat that pussy like dinner
Like, James left the game, and I hung up my jersey
She drippin’, we lit like a candle
Colder than winter, don’t wanna lose her

Goapele – Stay (feat. Bj The Chicago Kid) (Dreamseeker Album)

Love a little stronger
[Refrain: BJ The Chicago Kid & Goapele]
Since all I’ll ever need is turn the lock
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
Distractions on a daily basis
Right here is where you belong with me
(Baby you ain’t seen the rest of me)
I’ve given you my everything
Right here is where you belong with me
With me
Baby you’re mine

Love a little stronger
You belong with me

If I lost it all you’re the only thing I need
Know that you’re all mine
Right here is where you belong with me
Love a little stronger
[Verse 2: BJ The Chicago Kid]
Right here is where you belong with me
Baby, I’m yours
Said I’m gonna stay right here
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
Love a little stronger
Love a little stronger
You’ve always had the key
[?]
You know I don’t just easily believe
[Chorus: Goapele]
And I ain’t gonna run away
(Baby give it to me don’t stop)
Right here is where you belong with me
[Chorus: Goapele]
[Outro]
[Verse 3: Goapele & BJ The Chicago Kid]
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
I get high sometimes
Right here is where you belong with me
Right here is where you belong with me
All that’s running through my mind is your face
It can’t compare or can’t replace
Baby, I’m yours
Love a little stronger
Right here is where you belong with me
Since the day I saw you babe
‘Cause in these moments there is no one else around
No, no
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
And life will throw us crazy things

So won’t you just stay a little longer?

[Chorus: Goapele]
With me, with me, with me, with me
Love a little stronger
What we have is something so unique
You belong with me
So won’t you just stay a little longer?
So won’t you just stay a little longer?

But my love stands here and still remains

Love a little stronger
[Verse 1: Goapele]
And I don’t want to rush a thing
The world outside is a tempting place

Rascal Flatts – Yours If You Want It (Back To Us Deluxe Version Album)

Baby, it’s yours if you want it

Well, every grain of sand on the beach
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
Every blade of grass under our feet

Baby, it’s yours if you want it
Baby, it’s yours if you want it
Oh baby, don’t you know

And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
It’s yours if you want it
On the other side of my empty bed
And it’s yours if you want it
And I know it ain’t much, but it comes alive with every touch
Every word of every song I sing
Every single thing I could beg, steal, or borrow
A real slow dance in the moonlight dark
That I could beg, steal, or borrow
It’s yours if you want it
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
And it’s yours if you want it
And this wildflower from the neighbor’s yard
My jacket when it’s cold
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
There’s one more sip in this bottle of wine
Every kiss already feels like you own it
Baby, your name is written on it
Every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain
I know it ain’t much, but it comes alive with every touch
I know it ain’t much, but it comes alive with every touch
Baby, your name is written on it
Every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain, every single thing
And it’s yours if you want it

Every yesterday and tomorrow
And it’s just made for fallin’
And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
You’ve got a place to lay your head
This hand in my pocket
Oh baby, just call it
Every kiss already feels like you own it
Half of this rickety front porch swing
And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
A lonely star hangin’ in the sky with a wish left on it
Baby, it’s yours if you want it
Every kiss already feels like you own it
‘Cause it’s yours if you want it