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01JmkytDjtKSVvZb9woWjJ | John O'Callaghan | Mess Of A Machine - Billy Gillies Remix | Am I too young to know what you mean?
Am I too old to be free?
'Cause I've been waiting for today
And I've been waiting just to say
You can tie me up and break me down
I'll never be flying free, oh
Break my walls, bring me to my knees
I'll never be flying free
'Cause I, I, I am
A mess of a machine
I, I am a mess of a machine
'Cause I, I, I am
A mess of a machine
I, I am a mess of a machine
♪
A mess of a machine
You can tie me up and break me down
I'll never be flyin' free, oh
Break my walls, bring me to my knees
I'll never be flying free
'Cause I, I, I am
A mess of a machine
I, I am a mess of a machine
♪
A mess of a machine
♪
A mess of a machine
You can tie me up and break me down
I'll never be flying free, oh
Break my walls, bring me to my knees
I'll never be flying free
'Cause I, I, I am
A mess of a machine
I, I am a mess of a machine
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0APNeAuzxXNJqbIpyFelIF | John O'Callaghan | Find Yourself - Standerwick Radio Edit | Drawn into the backdrop here
You could fade, you could fade away
Bright lights on a starless night
Burn a hole in the dying day
Looking at life through a loaded gun
Take your best shot, aim it at the sun
Looking at life through a loaded gun
You'll know you'll find...
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself
Drawn into the darkness here
With your eyes on the prize at stake
Think us at an endless path
Letting go at the ones we've breaked
Looking at life through a loaded gun
Take your best shot, aim it at the sun
Looking at life through a loaded gun
You'll know you'll find...
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself
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0x3rIkPHFhplmDqnXogYaN | John O'Callaghan | Find Yourself - Standerwick Remix | Drawn into the backdrop here
You could fade, you could fade away
Bright lights on a starless night
Burn a hole in the dying day
Drawn into the darkness here
With your eyes on the prize at stake
Faint hearts on an endless path
Letting go of the ones we break
Looking at life through a loaded gun
Take your best shot, aim it at the sun
Looking at life through a loaded gun
You know you'll find
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself
You'll find yourself
You'll find yourself
You'll find yourself
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself alone
You'll find yourself, you'll find yourself.
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3KTvivUnRsazVQk9JG1ORT | John O'Callaghan | Big Sky | I know this silence - been here before...
I'm walking blinded through your door
This is a sense of things to come
This innocence
Oh, Oh...
Breath in this moment - it's come and gone
Further and faster through your soul
Open your eyes, embrace the dawn
Open your mind
Oh, oh...
Release yourself - it's a big sky
Reveal yourself, it's a big sky
We love, we live, we take, we give
Release yourself - it's a big sky
It's a big sky...
It's a big sky...
It's a big sky!
Release yourself - it's a big sky
Reveal yourself, it's a big sky
We love, we live, we take, we give
Release yourself - it's a big sky!
It's a big sky...
We love, we live, we take, we give
Release yourself - it's a big sky!
It's a big sky...
It's a big sky!
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0jpqKanFarovfuMDNTAuwK | John O'Callaghan | Save This Moment - Gareth Emery Remix | I think I knew right away
♪
I watched the night turn to day
♪
And you can stay as long as you like
It's like I've known you my whole life
Don't change a thing
Not anything
It's like you know just how I feel
When you're gone I need to hear
You calling out to me
♪
If I could have one more day
♪
I'd take these steps and retrace
♪
And you can stay as long as you like
It's like I've known you my whole life
Don't change a thing
Not anything
It's like you know just how I feel
When you're gone I need to hear
You calling out to me
♪
Save this moment
I don't wanna stop it now
I don't want for this to end
♪
Save this moment
I wanna find out how
The story started, where it ends
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4riqr5H51p6tBU0ZJDGgJA | John O'Callaghan | Impossible To Live Without You - Album Mix | A long unwinding road
I was stranger to myself
shadows fall behind
what's the danger to myself?
from all of this I know
it's Imposssible to live without you
it's Imposssible to live without you
At the end of the day
nothing would mean a thing
without you
let the world fall away
I'd still dream about you
it's Imposssible to live without you
it's Imposssible to live without you
it's Imposssible to live without you
So much of this I've known
I was hiding from myself
patterns fall behind
I had to tell that time farewell
from everything I know
it's Imposssible to live without you
...to be here alone...
it's Imposssible to live without you
...in you I'm home...
it's Imposssible to live without you
...to be here alone...
it's Imposssible to live without you
...in you I'm home...
it's Imposssible to live without you
...to be here alone...
it's Imposssible to live without you
...in you I'm home...
it's Imposssible to live without you
| en |
2xJ2qX3AnORn8iJ4nhhmuW | Class A | NÃO POSSO DEIXAR / NEGÓCIOS | Uh, uh, Class A
Tz da Coro'
Yeah, não posso deixar o tempo passar
Envelhecer os negócios (não posso deixar)
Não posso deixar essa vadia
Tirar o meu foco (tirar o meu foco)
Não posso deixar qualquer um que vim
Tomar o que é nosso (qualquer um que vim)
Tu não pode usar o nosso produto
Pra consumo próprio
Se eu vejo que o tempo é curto
Eu faço a grana enquanto é dia
Esquento essas notas fria
Jogo na lavanderia
Se eu vejo como funciona o jogo
Eu vou ter que incluir meus crias
Eu vou ter que jogar de novo
É o ciclo vicioso
Fumaça na mente, é tipo terapia
Ela era stripper
Agora quеr ser modelo de clipе (ela quer)
Eu poderia parar pelo tempo
Como esses cara parou
E-eu poderia parar pelo tempo
Mas horas voam no robô
Não posso deixar o tempo passar
Envelhecer os negócios
Não posso deixar essa vadia
Tirar o meu foco (tirar o meu foco)
Não posso deixar qualquer um que vim
Tomar o que é nosso (qualquer um que vim)
Tu não pode usar o nosso produto
Pra consumo próprio
Tem duas ParaFAL da janela do carro
Tá no oléo, um de cada lado
Tropa do gênio, os menor revoltado
Nas ruas do rio, andamos armado
O brinco dela tem safira
Eu jogo coisa cara nela
Ela adora ser vadia
Eu meto muito a vara nela
Menorzin' de morro
Gira a carga, multiplica a grana
Tem mente bandida desde novo
Com 15, ele era o terror
Lili' cantou e no jornal passou
Eu vejo como perseguem o povo
Que vem de onde venho
Eles não sabem o que passo, não
A vida não é igual desenho
Por isso que eu...
Yeah, não posso deixar o tempo passar
Envelhecer os negócios (não posso deixar)
Não posso deixar essa vadia
Tirar o meu foco (tirar o meu foco)
Não posso deixar qualquer um que vim
Tomar o que é nosso (qualquer um que vim)
Tu não pode usar o nosso produto
Pra consumo próprio
E ela quis me dar
Quando descobriu qual era o meu posto
Eu comando tudo
Mas ninguém sabe qual é o meu rosto
Indestrutível
Mil cairão ao meu lado
Mas eu não serei atingido, não
Cicatriz é o troféu da guerra
Quando vê a tropa, é sem reação
Tu não sabe o final que te espera
Quando vê o Corolla na contramão
Meus manos ditam a moda
Cinto de grife e camisa de gola
O design é de modelo
A pose de artista, a mente criminosa
Mas nada é permanente
Só que isso já é o bastante
Pra viver como sempre quis
Não como era antes
Mas o meu sacrifício
Me trouxe tão distante
Faz tempo que eu não te vejo
Mas te mando proteção
Yeah, não posso deixar o tempo passar
Envelhecer os negócios
Não posso deixar essa vadia
Tirar o meu foco (tirar o meu foco)
Não posso deixar qualquer um que vim
Tomar o que é nosso
Tu não pode usar o nosso produto
Pra consumo próprio
Royal Salute, dólar, hotel
Naves, grifes, joias, Moncler
Royal Salute, dólar, hotel
Naves, grifes, joias, Moncler
| pt |
0ju0BvQYlAdWXgfbvMthrb | NOG | Taca o Bumbum (Papatracks#6) [feat. L7NNON] | Papatinho
♪
Qual é, Papato?
Aumenta o volume, sem neurose
Hm, ei, ei, eh
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum (ó, ó)
Blusa de time, meu vulgo, meus mano
Meu som toca em todo lugar, ahn
Meu carro é 2020
Então não é mais do ano, eu vou ter que trocar
Documento tá no nome
Eu sei bem que tá comigo
Me encontra aqui no Evanildo
Liga o alerta, abaixa o vidro
Pra tua segurança, porque os muleque é treinado
Cês paga de bandido, mas no teu porte tem nada
MT passa tua visão, que tu já sabe aonde eu tô
Mano entrou pra boca agora e quer esculachar morador
Eu sigo dando papo reto, fala (como é que é isso?)
Deixa que agora eu me viro
Troco de caro, troco de roupa
Troco de vida, eu não troco tiro
Ela gosta
Porque eu falo que ela quer ouvir no ato
E bem trajado, perfumado
Vidro aberto, debochado (L7)
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
Em vista, som na pista, em um pisque
Cheguei na sua playlist, quer meu lean que sei que sim
Baby, you like my style crazy, tô em offline, me deixa na vibe
Que outra letra sai, inspiração tô nice, frio sem ice
Trancado, transando ouvindo Ryan
Jogando a raba pra cima de mim
Sonhado, acordado em cima da cama
Te dando prazer pra tu não sair daqui
Mexe
Até o posto do sábado tu merece
Vai, desce
Sarra do jeito que sua bunda grande aperta sua legging
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
De Juju e Lala, cigarrin' na orelha
Bonezin' pra trás, risco na sobrancelha
E ela me escuta maluca no baile
Se envolve, danada, rebola a rabeta
Difícil chegar, fala memo', Kaeni
Só quem tava lá que vai tá no presente
Tá mó' calorzão, hoje o clima tá quente
Tá bom pra caraí' pra ela sarrar no pente
Pá-parapá-parapá-parapá
Respeita memo' quem pode chegar
Dedinho pra cima pra comemorar
Tipo, pá-parapá-parapá-parapá
Dropo no beat de switch igual L7nnon
Se tá o Papatinho, é só hit fervendo
Cês são Peter Park, mas é que as bitch
Curte muito mais um vilão tipo Venom
Passando sarrando a novinha
Se ela me avista, ela taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
(Taca, taca), taca o bumbum
Ah, qual é? Qual é, Papato?
Deixa eu rimar mais um pouco aí, papo reto, mano
Com todo respeito
(Ah, o mesmo beat aê)
Não, não, não, não! Volta, volta, volta!
Comecei (Papatinho)
Nog dropa de switch, ahn
Isso pra nós é comum
Pá-parapá-parapá-parapá
Tum-tik-tik-tum
Tipo funk, tipo rap
Papatunes, Papatracks
Papatinhos, mais os brabo dos brabo dos brabo
Esquece
(Tenho moral ou não?)
| pt |
1C9ZpyJ0NXXICEpl3F2LnZ | PAPATRACKS | Jogando pra Tropa (Papatracks #5) | É, Papato, se me dissessem a dois anos atrás que tudo isso ia acontecer
Ia ser difícil de acreditar, né
Papatinho
É, Região dos Lago', meu bolso alagado
Só nota de peixe, meus mano' e meu carro
Visto hoje não falta, essa vida eu me amarro
Anota a placa, abre o teto solar que nesse eu paguei caro
Do jeito que nós quer, cansado de andar a pé, perdi na vida, mantive minha fé
Esse mar não dá pé, sabendo que nós é tudo aquilo que nós quiser
O que não mata fortalece (Sempre), quem apanha nunca esquece
Igual criança que absorve tudo e quer vive isso tudo quando cresce
Olha pro topo do mundo que eu tô lá
Hoje se me ligo eu falo: "Olá!"
Lembro legal quem acreditava e 'tava junto, vários me disseram que era loucura
Olha o tamanho desse casa, tenta ou me atrasa, tem vista pro mar
Nós tá mais alto que a NASA, carne na brasa, abençoa
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Elas tá ligada' que o bonde é foda
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Ela tá ligada que o bonde é foda
Contando dólar nós chegou aqui
Sem tu mandar a localização
Vários faz tudo pra ter isso aqui
Eu tinha tudo e não tinha visão
Quando eu lembro que já tentei desistir
Penso em tudo que eu já passei pros irmão
Olhei dentro do olho de cada um
Disse que só paro dentro de um caixão
Mas quando ela joga, é, sei que é foda
Todos os cria' para-parando pra olhar
Passando no carro em Nocina
Vi os menor', vi o vivo da antiga
Onde eu 'tava lá
Foda é que no sexo, nós sabe de cor
Eles me ver quer' se espelhar
Beat do Papato
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Elas tá ligada' que o bonde é foda
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Ela tá ligada que o bonde é foda
Eu tô tipo LeBron James, sou MVP
Eu aprendi bem o que é ser MC
Hoje eu me tornei tudo que eu sempre quis
Quem não quer ser rei, vira um Kendrick (Fala)
Vem ni mim, as bitch vem ni mim
Mas antigamente elas 'tava nem aí
Vivendo o momento, puro ecstasy
'Cê não tá ligado o que nós fez de free (Vai)
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jo, jogando pra tropa
Elas tá ligada' como o Nog é foda
Gata, fala tu, hoje é sábado
Bota na vitrola, Erykah Badu
Vem olhar o visu', vamo' lá viver
Vem aqui, bebê, ver o mar azul
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Elas tá ligada' que o bonde é foda
Jogando na cara dos cria', safada, maluca, quer sentar pra tropa
Jo, jogando pra tropa
Ela tá ligada que o bonde é foda
Jogando pra tropa
♪
Papatino!
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2fEgPCDD0qRvZeVrY381EW | OIK | Pedaço de Mim | Ayy, Jovem BIN
Oik
Esse é o hino dos moleque
Ay, ahn
Te taco na cama e te deixo sem nada, aff
Sem pesadelos e medos
E eu esperando o dia que vou te ter só pra mim
Mó-mó parada, aff, eu até tremo e gaguejo
Gelar de medo é um segredo, não vá contar por aí
Eu pensando bem, ouve esse som
Isso nos serve igual garçom
Um vinho tinto, tu de vestido
É tão gostosa, o meu bombom
Bum-bum-bum-bum, tão explosiva
Ela me odeia, ela mе ama
É feminista, rata de pista
Ro-pom-pom-pom, tipo a Rihanna
E nóis racha a conta, a cara, sorriso, piada
Família pergunta sе é minha namorada
Ela é mó gata até brava, meu olhar te babava
Mal me falava, quase miava
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço de mim
Me chama de mozão e para de chamar de BIN
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço de mim
Me chama de mozão e para de chamar de BIN
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço de mim
Chama de safadão e para de chamar de OIK
Mas se quiser amor, saiba que não é bem assim
Essa vida que eu vivo também é ruim pra mim
E como se tudo se resolvesse nesse mundo mágico
Se eu nascesse de novo queria te encontrar mais rápido
Vivi erros e acertos, entre beco e vielas
Tive medo e confesso que eu fiz tudo por ela
Eu faço um apelo: Por favor então só me dê um motivo
Que eu possa entender melhor o porquê de tu ter partido
Eu não falo grego, já falei: Sem tu não vivo
Ainda bem que tive sorte, mas o amor não foi sensato
Problemas se resolvem se nóis conversar
Então não leva a nada nós parar de se falar, uh
Porque distante não é tão longe, eu sei o tempo cura
A gente atura cada coisa e ainda depois leva a culpa
Sei que talvez falte coragem
De dizer o quanto eu te amo
Mas cê faz parte dos meus planos
E quero que saiba que
Se ela quiser, amor, eu dou um pedaço de mim
Me chama de mozão e para de chamar de OIK
Mas se quiser amor, saiba que não é bem assim
Essa vida que eu vivo também é ruim pra mim
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço de mim
Me chama de mozão e para de chamar de BIN
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço de mim
Me chama de mozão e para de chamar de BIN
Se tu quiser amor não tem, que aqui é só furduncin
Eu sou safadão, mas se quiser eu sou santin
Mas se ela quer amor ela sabe que essa não é pra ti
Cheio de saudade, já nem consigo dormir
Se tu quiser, amor, te dou um pedaço da minha pica
Pra não te machucar, só tu sentar devagarin
Mas se ela quer amor tem que saber que eu vou fugir
O meu coração não sei se é um bom lugar pra ti
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4wvrHn3V2M7ZxplwFRQkzJ | POCAH | Toda Sua | Vou sentando e rebolando
Só pra provocar você
Vou sentando e rebolando (no beat, Mãolee)
Ela em cima de mim rebola
Veio pra me entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostosa
Hoje tu é toda minha, toda minha
Eu empino pra você e rebolo
Hoje eu vou te entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostoso
Hoje eu posso ser toda sua, toda sua
Ah! Eu que sou a braba
Quando eu chego na balada
Vou fazer você se amarrar
Baba
Vai ficar babando
Eu sento rebolando
E eles tudo fica olhando
Yeah
Pocah que tá no baile
É o empoderamento feminino
E esse é o meu destaque
Olha, sente essa habilidade
O movimento dessa bunda
Vicia igual chocolate
Vou dançar
E vou sentar sem parar
Vou quicar
Com a bunda no calcanhar
Vou olhar pra você e provocar
Eu vou quicando sem parar
Rebolando sem parar
Vou dançar
E vou sentar sem parar
Vou quicar
Com a bunda no calcanhar
Vou olhar pra você e provocar
(Psiu, delícia)
Ela em cima de mim rebola
Veio pra me entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostosa
Hoje tu é toda minha, toda minha
Eu empino pra você e rebolo
Hoje eu vou te entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostoso
Hoje eu posso ser toda sua, toda sua
Hey! Ela tá me dando mole
Tá me provocando
Dançando com esse decote
Poxa
Desce e olha pro pai
Do jeito que ela senta
Eu não largo nunca mais
E quando ela passa
O baile para
Essa mina tá no grau
Só curtindo em onda máxima
Safada
A linda quis me dar oportunidade
Eu que sou nada bobo deixei ela me levar
Braba
Jogando em cima de mim
Ela fica toda saliente
E eu não consigo evitar
Rebola bem devagarin'
Olha o poder
Da morena do bundão
Quero mais ela
Jogando em cima de mim
Ela fica toda saliente
E eu não consigo evitar
Rebola bem devagarin'
Olha o poder
Da morena do bundão
Eu quero
Ela em cima de mim rebola
Veio pra me entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostosa
Hoje tu é toda minha, toda minha
Eu empino pra você e rebolo
Hoje eu vou te entorpecer de prazer
Desculpa mas eu vou dizer, gostoso
Hoje eu posso ser toda sua, toda sua
Pocah
OIK
Mãolee, Mãolee, Mãolee no beat
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38cV5MAHO41fMPrJoDTUmG | Cortesia Da Casa | Será Que Eu Posso... | Será que eu posso ser só seu?
Seu corpo coladin no meu
Então vai descendo e não sai
Garota, você tá demais
Hey, girl
Olha esse swing, rebolando sexy
Sem derrubar o drink
Olha como vem, da pista ela não sai
Quanto mais gata, mais ela destrata o pai
E quando olha pra mim
Quando ela dança pra mim
Fica até difícil de me controlar
Não sei até onde o jogo vai durar
Mas no beat do Neobeats tu não vai parar
Então desce, desce, desce
Mostra pra mim como você aquece
Mostra pra mim como faz e acontece
Eu tô por aí, você por aqui
Não tem como não rolar
Desce, desce, desce
Mostra pra mim como você aquece
Mostra pra mim como faz e acontece
Eu tô por aqui, você por aí
Não tem como não rolar
Será que eu posso ser só seu?
Seu corpo coladin no meu
Então vai descendo e não sai
Garota, você tá demais
Quase que ela não achou saída
Eu tive que sair no prejuízo
Que ela sentando pelada é um labirinto
Sorte que eu fazendo isso, sou sinistro
Ela é muito bela
Quem dera eu com uma dessas lá na minha favela
Mas na minha favela tem várias dessa
Que gosta de safadeza e dá aula no esfrega-esfrega
Ela desce com carinha de sapeca
Fazendo toda a manha e sensualizando toda
Mas essa noite vai ser toda minha e dela
Vamos acordar os vizinhos
Hoje nóis quer que se foda
Sentando demais
O jeito que ela faz me deixou viciado
Sentando demais
O jeito que ela faz, faz
Brotou lá na base e fez
Chega no swing
Que o pretinho aqui te dominou
Safada na cama
Rebola quando escuta o meu flow
Com ela não tem fuga
Com ela não há conversa
E ela não para nunca mais
E não para de pedir mais
Já não quer saber do amanhã
Dessa mina já virei fã
♪
Se quita la ropa luego
Pregunta: ¿Qué es que somos?
Y comienza el juego
Ella me tirando del foco (baby)
Vamos embora pra casa
Lá perderemos a timidez
E veremos se isso tudo era pra ser (era pra ser)
Será que eu posso ser só seu?
Seu corpo coladin no meu
Então vai descendo e não sai
Garota, você tá demais
Hey, girl
| pt |
5F8ffc8KWKNawllr5WsW0r | Dadá Boladão | Surtada - Remix Brega Funk | JS, Tati Zaqui
Dadá Boladão, baby
Safada, como é que tem coragem de falar na minha cara
Que só faz comigo o que tu fez lá em casa
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada, tada, tada, ta-ta-tada, tada, tada
Ela é uma diaba
Hoje eu só quero te ver pelo espelho pelada
Não me importa a hora pode ser de madrugada
Você sabe que me amarro na sua sentada
Menina levada
Sinto o teu perfume quando eu tô na estrada
Dona não resisto a tua cara de safada
Fuma aqui comigo, eu quero te ver chapada, oh
Safada, como é que tem coragem de falar na minha cara
Que só faz comigo o que tu fez lá em casa
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada, tada, tada, ta-ta-tada, tada, tada
Ela é uma diaba
Tada, tada, ta-ta-tada, tada
Ela é, ela é, ela é uma diaba
JS, Tati Zaqui
Ela é uma diaba
Dadá Boladão, baby
Ela é, ela é, ela é, ela é
Eu sou uma diaba
Cê me liga toda hora, até de madrugada
Manda foto, manda vídeo, me deixa instigada
Saio da minha cama e broto logo na sua casa, oh
Cê tá ligado
Que eu sento, sento, sento, sento seu safado
Cê me olhando com essa cara de chapado
É minha brisa que te deixa todo lombrado, oh
Safada, como é que tem coragem de falar na minha cara
Que só faz comigo o que tu fez la em casa
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada, tada, tada, ta-ta-tada, tada, tada
Ela é uma diaba
Tada, tada, ta-ta-tada, tada
Ela é, ela é, ela é uma diaba
Ela é, ela é, ela é
Ela é uma uma diaba
Ela é, ela é, ela é, ela é
Ela é uma diaba, diaba, diaba
| pt |
450ngaSmjQMdJFVzCADNQB | DJ Dollynho Da Lapa | Surtada - Versão Funk | Safada
Só ta me dando mole porque eu tô de gropada
Se eu passo de Honda ela joga na minha cara
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada, senta e desce na vara e não para
Com a xerequinha vai desliza 'nimim'
Sabe que quando alinha assim
Putaria é Whisky Bonding
Tá doidona de Black Panin
Sarra sarra, sua safada
Só ta me dando mole porque tô de gropada
Se eu passo de Honda ela joga na minha cara
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Não para, não para, xerequinha, xerequinha vai
Xerequinha, xerequinha vai, não para
Safada
Só ta me dando mole porque tô de gropada
Se eu passo de Honda ela joga na minha cara
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada, senta e desce na vara e não para
Com a xerequinha vai desliza 'nimim'
Sabe que quando alinha assim
Putaria é Whisky Bonding
Tá doidona de Black Panin
Sarra sarra, sua safada
Só ta me dando mole porque tô de gropada
Se eu passo de Honda ela joga na minha cara
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
Surtada
Tava lembrando de você em cima de mim
♪
Safada
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5ITwotbiHvdjt7HgLtOb7V | Primer | Just a Clown | I, I can finally see
The difference between you and me
It's just this sad pathetic game I play
I try to win, but it moves away
I try to find the key, it is sad, but it's true
Who are you? Who do you know? Who are you?
Who are you? Who do you know? Who are you?
Who do you know? Who do you know?
Who do you know? Who do you know? And
I can't believe it has come to this
I'm just a clown and I'll never win
And I can't believe it has come to this
I'm just a clown and I'll never win
♪
And you, you can't believe the scene
That I made in front of your family
But every time he comes around
He says something, and I just break down
I want to end the game, it is sad, but it's true
Who are you? Who do you know? Who are you?
Who are you? Who do you know? Who are you?
Who do you know? Who do you know?
Who do you know? Who do you know? And
I can't believe it has come to this
I'm just a clown and I'll never win
And I can't believe it has come to this
I'm just a clown and I'll never win
Who are you? Who do you know? Who are you?
♪
I can't believe it has come to this
♪
I can't believe it has come to this
I'm just a clown and I'll never win
And I'll never win
| en |
2P79o8njc5X9NbgiGbRwpx | Liquid | Sweet Harmony | In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
♪
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet harmony
♪
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet, in a sweet
In a sweet harmony
In a sweet
| en |
2lxsPtLus6j7bqTCq6d86v | Armando Trovajoli | Che vuole questa musica stasera - Remastered 2022 | Che vuole questa musica
♪
Stasera
Che mi riporta un poco
Del passato
La luna ci teneva
Compagnia
♪
Io ti sentivo mia, soltanto mia
Soltanto mia!
Vorrei tenerti qui
Vicino a me
♪
Adesso che fra noi
Non c'è più nulla
Vorrei sentire ancor
Le tue parole
Quelle parole che
Non sento più
Il mondo intorno a noi
Non esisteva
Per la felicità
Che tu mi davi
Che me ne faccio ormai
Di tutti i giorni miei
Se nei miei giorni
Non ci sei più tu
Che vuole questa musica
Stasera
♪
Che mi riporta un poco
Del passato
Che mi riporta
Un poco del tuo amore
Che mi riporta
Un poco di te
Che me ne faccio ormai
Di tutti i giorni miei
Se nei miei giorni
Non ci sei piu' tu
Che vuole questa musica
♪
Stasera
Che mi riporta un poco
Del passato
Che mi riporta
Un poco del tuo amore
Che mi riporta
Un poco di te
♪
Un poco di te!
| it |
6wrptu9SlLfq8bE6C86kEX | Armando Trovajoli | Che Vuole Questa Musica Stasera | Che vuole questa musica stasera?
♪
Che mi riporta un poco del passato
La luna ci teneva compagnia
Io ti sentivo mia
Soltanto mia, soltanto mia
♪
Vorrei tenerti qui vicino a me
Adesso che fra noi non c'è più nulla
Vorrei sentire ancor le tue parole
Quelle parole che non sento più
Il mondo intorno a noi non esisteva
Per la felicità che tu mi davi
Che me ne faccio ormai
Di tutti i giorni miei
Se nei miei giorni non ci sei più tu
♪
Che vuole questa musica stasera?
Che mi riporta un poco del passato
♪
Che mi riporta un poco del tuo amore
♪
Che mi riporta un poco di te
♪
Che me ne faccio ormai
Di tutti i giorni miei?
Se nei miei giorni non ci sei più tu
Che vuole questa musica stasera?
♪
Che mi riporta un poco del passato
♪
Che mi riporta un poco del tuo amore
Che mi riporta un poco di te, un poco di te
| it |
5NNcU38EVLajKZbYydu6tR | CHO | Niet Genoeg (feat. Idaly) | Niet genoeg
Niet genoeg
Niet genoeg
Wat ik doe, jij zegt me het is niet genoeg
Yeah, ben een rapper, maar professionally
Uh-uh, on the couch, fuck je missionary
Yeah (wauw), ik lees je taal, ben een dictionary (yeah)
Schat, m'n liefde is bepaald, dit is visionary
Fouten zijn vergeven, maar je haalt ze steeds naar boven (waar?)
Laat ik je niet zien dat ik doe wat ik je beloofde? (Uh)
Jij de type chick die ik kan zien als m'n verloofde (yeah)
Ben ik niet met je, ja girl, ik mis je echt, geloof me (real)
Gifts on the regular (ah), libi net Christmas (yeah)
Girl, wat heb je nodig? Ik stuur money voor je business (come on)
Ja, we slapen samen maar we liggen op een distance
Ze zegt: "Ik wil je love" en daarom doet die shit niks, dit is
Niet genoeg
Gaf je alles, maar nog steeds is het niet genoeg
Zelfs als ik alles voor je deed was het niet genoeg
Wat ik doe, jij zegt me het is niet genoeg
Er is geen reden om te twijfelen (never)
'k Heb je nodig om te krijgen wat wij willen (yeah)
Zij zegt signalen zijn niet duidelijk (en?)
'k Wil je love elke dag en niet steeds tijdelijk
Wat is dat eigenlijk? (Damn)
Je belooft me dingen, breekt m'n hart toch weer uiteindelijk (huh)
Stond je in m'n schoenen, schat, dan was dit meer begrijpelijk (wauw)
New from this college, maar voor je liefde blijf ik spijbelen en dat's de issue (shit)
Door het verdriet wat ik je geef, krijg je een tas met tissues (uh)
Soms wil ik dat je me alleen laat, maar zeg daarna: "Miss you" (miss you)
Voel je realness in m'n body, everytime I kiss you (yeah)
Resultaten afhankelijk van wat je d'r in doet, zij zegt dit is
Niet genoeg
Fancy date nights, ballin' late nights, nog steeds is het niet genoeg
Princess treatments, gaf je m'n liefde, girl, hoe zijn die dingen niet genoeg?
Wat ik doe, jij zegt me het is niet genoeg
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3mqZiuKi6suoHnyzlKuKiq | CHO | Van Mij Bent | Yeah
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent(van mij)
Vraag me af of je nog wel is aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent
Baddie sweet like candy
Girl stuur je addy
Zeg me ben je ready
Zijn niet zomaar friendly
Zij komt in die fenty
Zij zingt net als brandy
Breng je naar me family
Zonder jou voel ik me lonely
Jij bent me lover en homie
Zweer het girl jij bent only
Voor mij ben je meer dan een trophy
Geloof me wanneer ik je zeg
Ik laat je niet vallen you know me(girl)
Ze zegt me boy you better show
Yeah
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent
Vraag me af of je nog wel is aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent
Yeah
Zeg me eerlijk denk je wel is aan me
Al die dingen die we deden samen
Waren Hella freaky in me kamer
Ik kan uren naar je fesi staren
Al die chickies kunnen je niet evenaren
Hoe je skin glowed net een parel
Hoe je kust girl is gevaarlijk
Deze energy niet te verklaren
Ik zweer het ik
Denk het moet zo zijn
Ben ready voor commitment
Ik wil never meer met die hoes zijn
Ik wil dat je nu aan me zij bent
Real deal niet die side things
Ik hou het puur met je niet op light things
Ik wil dat je van mij bent
Yeah
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent
Vraag me af of je nog wel is aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt
Yeah
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent(van mij)
Van mij bent
Vraag me af je nog wel is aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt(aan mij)
Aan mij denkt
Baby ik wil dat je van mij bent
| nl |
6hv90xxjIwWEPvG2dYPj63 | CHO | Dichtbij Jou Zijn (feat. Frenna) | Ah ho
Ah ho
Ah ho
Ah ho (oh woah)
Ah ho, ah ho
Ah ho, ho, ho (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ah ho, ah ho
Wil niks liever meer dan dichtbij jou zijn
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Ligt het aan mij (why you telling me love) (oh, ah)
Je zegt dat dit niet simpel kan zijn
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Dichtbij jou zijn (oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Wij gaan way back in the past
Zeg me heb ik het verpest
Jij bent my first en my last
Soms vergeet je wie je bent voor mij
Je zegt niets is wat het lijkt
Maar ik wil je nooit meer kwijt
Dit is waar je hoort te zijn, meisje, listen
Baby, can't you see
Dit is, meant to be
I need you, next to me
You're my, everything
Voel, me leeg
Als ik jou, vergeet
Wil je love, nog steeds
Maar baby
Wil niks liever meer dan dichtbij jou zijn
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Ligt het aan mij (oh, ah, whoo, ah-ha)
Je zegt dat dit niet simpel kan zijn
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Dichtbij jou zijn (oh, oh, oh, yeah)
Girl you different, bitches zijn niet net als jou
Laat me zien dat jij echt van me houdt (oh)
Ik weet jouw hart is veel meer dan goud (yeah)
Waarom laat je mij hier in de kou, oh
Baby, can't you see
Dit is, meant to be
I need you, next to me
You're my, everything
Voel, me leeg
Als ik jou, vergeet
Wil je love, nog steeds
Maar baby
Wil niks liever meer dan dichtbij jou zijn
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Ligt het aan mij (ligt het aan mij) (oh, ah, ah)
Je zegt dat dit niet simpel kan zijn (jij zegt dat het niet simpel)
Al die memories, en die chemistry, je bent me fantasy, why you telling me love
Dichtbij jou zijn (oh, oh, oh, yeah)
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7GznH6vFkAJtrbYqX54RcZ | CHO | Feeling | Hoe duidelijk wil je zijn girl
Ik kan het zien je bent single
Shawty kent me situation
Never never let my ting go
Je weet nog ik heb love voor je
Dus je hebt niks aan die info
Maar zeg me baby what you in for?
Maar girl hoe kan het dat je bij me blijft?
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van je krijg
Baby whine on me one more time
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van jе krijg
Ze zegt het is diе feeling die ik-
Girl ik ken je, uh
Girl je kent me, uh
You remember, uh
Girl waar ben je? uuh
Kan je handelen
Of ga je cancelen?
I'm a gentlemen, me no pretender, uh
Ja ze zegt het is die feeling do you need it?
Ik weet van me houden is helaas niet easy
Zeg je eerlijk voor je love ben ik feenin'
Girl ik mis je, wil je meeten in de evening
Altijd wil je bij me zijn
Zij zegt "boy je doet mij te veel pijn"
Dus waarom wil je bij me zijn?
Ik geef jou toch te weinig tijd
Waarom wil je bij me zijn?
Kan niet liegen girl ik zie je pijn
Vind het raar dat je kiest voor mij
Girl hoe kan het dat je bij me blijft?
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van je krijg
Baby whine on me one more time
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van je krijg
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik-
Yeah ze zegt het is die feeling (yeah)
Hart was gebroken maar me lobi is je healin'
En die level van die chemistry gaat verder dan de ceiling (wauw)
Vroeg je wat is liefde en je showde me die meaning
Zeg me waarom doe je parra als ik eventjes offline ben
Zeg je ex-nigga dat je nu allang van mij bent
Doe niet zo verlegen
Zie je niet dat je te fine bent
Vind je het cool als ik je naar Dubai of Hawaï breng?
Whine for me baby, shine for me baby, yeah
Don't lie to me baby-
Hoe duidelijk wil je zijn girl
Ik kan het zien je bent single
Shawty kent me situation
Never never let my ting go
Je weet nog ik heb love voor je
Dus je hebt niks aan die info
Maar zeg me baby what you in for?
Maar girl hoe kan het dat je bij me blijft?
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van je krijg
Baby whine on me one more time
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik van je krijg
Ze zegt het is die feeling die ik-
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7mtvlvxKkwbHaINqnD3nLn | Yade Lauren | Swim Deep | Kijk me aan
Luister naar m'n stem en zeg m'n naam
Jij rolt met the baddest B in town
I need something deep als een oceaan (Yeah)
Yeah, you gotta swim dee-ee-eep
On me-e-e, yeah
Man, ze was in love met m'n songs
Maar ben in love met d'r ogen
Schat, als ik kijk naar je Insta
Zijn al je foto's gelogen
En ik bedoel het niet slecht (Ah)
Ik ben best wel impressed (Yeah)
Je bent een acht op die picca's
Maar bent een tien in het echt (Wauw)
Ik zei mijn G: "Ik wil je spreken"
"Want ben eigenlijk verlegen"
Hoe dan ook kwam ik je tegen
Je had me gecatched
Tegelijkertijd was ik faded
Ik zei je al ik meen het, dit lijkt bijna op een teken
Jij en ik zijn een match
Ik wou je kussen, maar je zei me later: "Was niet de plek"
Ze laat me typen, maar ik ben net eens de type die appt
Lieve chickie, maar ik denk ze is een freak in het bed
Ze zegt: "Ik like hoe je bent en de manier hoe je dressed"
Ik weet mensen zagen ons dansen
And they know there was something
Maakt een nigga shy, wanneer je een nigga z'n song zingt
Ze zegt: "Ik ben geen engel"
Babygirl, I ain't judging
Please, zeg me hoe ik bij je hart kom
Pretty young thing
You get me, ah
Kijk me aan
Luister naar m'n stem en zeg m'n naam
Jij rolt met the baddest B in town
I need something deep als een oceaan (Yeah)
Yeah, you gotta swim dee-ee-eep
On me-e-e, yeah
(Ey)
Dit is perfectie, geen doorns hier op m'n roos
Ik ben heavy aan het checken naar je stories als je post
Lil' baddie heeft me constant in de wolken met m'n hoofd
Lil' baddie als je me verlaat, ga ik je stalken tot de dood, ey (Eh-eh)
Kwam in je life for a reason en niet alleen effe piepen
Het hoeft van mij niet meer stiekem
Ik spring voor jou in het diepe
Maakt niet uit wat ze bieden
Zou je niet ruilen voor geen goud
Al gaan we samen down en oud (Eh-eh-eh-ey)
Ik kan niet terug, ik ben verbonden met je (Verbonden met je)
In het begin deed ik nog constant op mijn woorden letten (Ey)
Nu gaan we diep
De pure wiet en the view got me feel some type of way
We doen de nacht nu naar de morning trekken
Je stem is one in a million, ik kom niet af van die feeling
We hebben beide geen siblings, maar heb je rug nu als Kipling
Hoe ik staar naar de ceiling
Besef ik effe van shit, ik kan wel wennen aan dit
Kijk me aan
Luister naar m'n stem en zeg m'n naam
Jij rolt met the baddest B in town
I need something deep als een oceaan (Yeah)
Yeah, you gotta swim dee-ee-eep
On me-e-e, yeah
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4Nn3025vhoBVoI6HTX4AMY | CHO | Alles | God heeft het gesproken
Hoe God het gaat doen, dat laten we aan God over
En ik zeg het gaat niet om even bidden voor iemand
Maar het is de geest van Elia die over de kerk van Christus komt
En, dan zal het niet aan één plaats zijn
Dan zal het iets zijn wat God gaat doen
En God gaat alles herstellen
En als God zegt alles, dan is het alles
Yeah, uh, pray voor m'n energy
Pray voor m'n enemies
Pray voor de mеnsen die me hatеn, maar ik ken ze niet
Pray voor m'n family
Pray voor m'n label, m'n company dat is NVC
Ben ik niet de beste, wie kan me dan nu vertellen wie?
Famous maar leef on the low, an unknown celebrity
Share je (bitch) met al m'n niggas en ik noem d'r charity
Geef mezelf nog ff, multimiljonair I better be
Gewend om te winnen, dus ben ook gewend aan jealousy
Is die deal niet goed genoeg, zeg Jiggy: 'we verlengen niet'
Jouw mannen ze trekken guns, maar jouw mannen ze bangen niet
Mijn mannen ze trekken guns, maar ze zijn op die felony
Ken d'r al een jaartje maar die wil ik wel eens zien
AFAS in kwartier ik zeg het vaak so what you telling me
Praat alleen maar blessings heel m'n album is een kerkdienst
Roll alleen met champs ik hoef jou niet eens te zeggen welk team
Jouw visie is grijzer dan m'n tenen zonder vaseline
Jouw smaak het is weinig, weet ik heb die secret recipe
Young king uit de Bims, ik represent nog steeds de 1103
Praat niet over skin wanneer ik zeg ik wil die vellen zien
God stay blessing me
Ik sluit mn ogen, bid naar de Vader
Ik vraag 'm kijkt U naar m'n hart niet naar m'n daden
Fouten van gister kan ik morgen niet herhalen
Ik wil een plekje daar in heaven aan die tafel
Vraag God vergeef me, voor de schade
I learned my lesson dus die fouten moest ik maken
Ik kreeg een blessing en nu kan ik beter slapen
Ik kreeg een blessing, kan nu zorgen voor m'n naasten
Dark days, ik weet, we kennen ze allemaal
Pray on it and stay on it want zo heeft niemand ooit gefaald
Big steps, big checks, money talk m'n moedertaal
Doen shaky over goals want zelf hebben ze het nooit gehaald
Misschien ben ik dan diegene met die weight op mn shoulders
M'n niggas zijn december, maar ik ben nog iets colder
Je doet alsof je bad bent, maar ik ben nog iets bolder
We buigen onder pressure nigga never dat we folden
Geluiden van angels en demons
Ik weet welke kant ik moet kiezen
Ga ik vooruit of ben ik falling to pieces
Maakt niet uit maar kan mezelf niet meer creasen
Ik sluit mn ogen, bid naar de Vader
Ik vraag 'm kijkt U naar m'n hart niet naar m'n daden
Fouten van gister kan ik morgen niet herhalen
Ik wil een plekje daar in heaven aan die tafel
Vraag God vergeef me, voor de schade
Alleen maar lessons dus die fouten moest ik maken
Ik kreeg een blessing en nu kan ik beter slapen
Ik kreeg een blessing, kan nu zorgen voor m'n naasten
Ik geloof dat we in een tijd leven, dat we moeten durven om uit te spreken
Gewoon, bent u op school?
U moet niet bang zijn om uit te spreken
| nl |
6EqWfORn8udIwOBx6NSktf | Josylvio | Alsjeblieft | Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Fuck al die ho's, ik wil een wifey home
Ik kan alleen gevoelens uiten in de microphone
Koningin, ze heeft d'r eigen troon
Is niet met al die kleine spelers, ze heeft d'r eigen zone
En jij komt never daar
Ik zag je staan allang geleden, ik wist allang klaar
Deze moet van mij worden, hoe dan ook en waar
Ga jij daar toe?, Dat was m'n eerste vraag
En toen je naam je wou niet zeggen, baby girl is bad
Body is mad, body is daar en super dangerous
Alleen al als naar je kijk, krijg ik voor levens lust
Kom een beetje dichterbij, baby geef me een kus
Ben in de lucht als onder drank en drugs
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Uh, ik pak shine van m'n nek tot aan m'n oorbel
Personal shopper of kan zijn dat ik de store bel
Ben een lijge jigga, ik blijf likken aan d'r oorlel
Wil 't meteen zetten, maar m'n baby houdt van voorspel
Shawty heeft 'r eigen pap, zag dat toen ik uit eten ging
Ze wilt zo vaak betalen, vechten bijna om de rekening
Ik sta altijd open voor verbetering
Ze kookt zo vaak voor een nigga en ze heeft niet eens een catering
Ze-ze is niet met die drama, gooi het voor me mama
We pakken strand in de night, seksen in Cabana
Award shows met m'n baby of we pakken khalas
En ze spuugt op die D, ze doet 't als een lama, Kneh'res
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Man (Wauw), we doen 't slow, heb geen haast, baby (Ja)
Ik lijk gesloten maar ik zeg je wat je vraagt, baby (Yeah)
Busy nigga weer, soms reageer ik traag, baby
Ja baby, vertel me dan wat je doet vandaag, baby
Gesprekken switchen van serieus naar gezellig (Uh)
Een dame met ambities, die money komt niet van zelf (I know)
Die girls in m'n phone, dat is eigenlijk niet te tellen (Shit)
Maar alleen zij telt als ze me nog wil bellen, ben verliefd (Love)
Nee, zij niet kan beseffen, want die boy is artiest (Dah)
Ze vraagt "Wat is die meaning van die test daar in die sleeve?"
Baby jij komt uit m'n dromen, dacht zelfs aan je toen ik sliep
Zeg me alsjeblieft
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
Ik zoek een dame als jou
Ik maak je direct m'n vrouw, that's what I need
Ik heb geen tijd voor die saus, ben serieuzer met jou
Baby, alsjeblieft
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6s9Mnz1Ss7qASNZ5vKaXoJ | CHO | INTERLUDE | Uh, sample zegt je al: "Hij gaat praten"
Realest nigga man, ik hoor het vaker
Vervang die Henny door water
Want ook nuchter weet ik mensen te raken
De game die shit is net schaken, in deze shit ben ik vader
Wil ik streams of waarde, want doe deze shit met veel emotie
Maar heb shit te betalen
Gaat vaak niet eens om wat je zegt, maar hoe iеts je benadert
Ik zing ovеr bad bitches met de diepste verhalen
Mama bidt voor m'n succes maar wilt het liefst dat ik adem
Kan je zeggen, shit is anders als je komt van the bottom
Niggas zien alleen de shine maar weten niks van m'n problems
Paar mensen grinden mee, zij weten I got 'em
Ze gaan je zeggen dat je lucky bent als het weer is gelukt
Ik tel m'n blessings, kan je zeggen veel vallen niet uit de lucht
Fouten zijn lessons maar elke L gaven we weer terug
Die lobi, de message, de basis van alles dat is de brug
Al m'n niggas die zijn healthy en wealthy, dat is m'n wish
Maar onthoud goed broertje, help je jezelf niet ben je een bitch
Blijf gefocust, hou je ogen geopend life is een rit
Velen nodig, maar je family gozer dat is verplicht om
Wel te checken en te hebben
Paar friends als backstabbers is niet erg, houdt je scherp
Ben het best gewend, sinds chimang worden mannen jealous
Ziet me met een chickie hij denkt dat het een model is
Maar dat is gewoon een fan, en we maakte net kennis
Die fan love, zweer 't het is ongelofelijk
Paar DM's ik geef toe, ik wil ze niet openen
Meisje is een fan en is ziek, bedoel ziek dodelijk
Ze heeft nog een week om te leven maybe, dat hopen ze
Happy birthday video reageer, is het mogelijk
Zeg je eerlijk man, kan niet tegen zulke (uh)
Weet niet wat het doet, zulke shit switched m'n mood
Wil het niet doen maar bedoel het goed, dus toch doe ik het
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6Jc5bKaiEWfus0Hcd1WROK | CHO | Intern | Wauw, 11 december, haalde je op van je werk
Benz in de garage en m'n contouren al scherp
Je was 7 uur ready, zei: "Kwart voor 7, ik ben er"
Twee Pornstar Martini's en de rest weet je verder
Was m'n wifey, maar stiekem, m'n niggas wisten intern
Baddest bitch op m'n scherm, maar had je niet voor mezelf
Vind m'n lifestyle crazy, maar vind m'n dick-game better
Ex-nigga deed shakey, maarja, we dеden whatever
Inchеcken, uitchecken om te stoeien op bedden
So special, maar kon niemand laten zien wat we hebben
SkyLounge, best wel fatoe toen dat niemand ons gette
Al die kusjes op die plekken wetende laat je lekken
'T is wat 't is, van onschuldig naar niet te getten, we zeggen niks
Maar onze ogen hebben gesprekken, girl als je wist
Hoe graag ik je zou willen undressen wanneer je ligt
Ik dacht stiekem zelfs aan kids
Late night en ik hit je up (-night en ik hit je up)
Ik weet dat het niet goed is
Maar ik heb je op m'n mind en ik mis je love (-mind en ik mis je love)
Zij weten niet wat wij hadden
Baby girl dat was tussen ons (-girl dat was tussen ons)
Oh-yeah, maar shawty nu is alles anders ik weet
Oh girl die vibe het is niet meer the same (yeah, yeah yeah)
Je vroeg me: "Why you diss me?", ik vroeg je: "Did you miss me?"
Girl, je ging en je kwam back, maar je zegt mij je bent geen frisbee
Je weet m'n life is risky, in die avond was ik tipsy
Praat de waarheid als ik sip, maar ik denk nu pas dat je inziet
How you do a nigga like that?
Pica so fine, ik vlak je Insta op m'n iPad
Snap dat ik je wil, maar niet dat ik je on the side zet
Baby fuck een titel, jij weet dat je hier die vibe hebt
Ik gaf je die opties, maar je wil niet dat ik kies
Freak under the sheets, maar bitch she belongs to the streets
Tong soms op d'r lies en fuck je 's ochtends toen je sliep
Daarna nog een ronde diep, ik weet nog toen je voor me liep
Je was in touch met m'n muziek, je mama wilde naar m'n show
Gaf je twee plekken, alle tickets waren sold
Paar niggas keken raar, en bitches waren boos
Ik weet niet hoe het komt, maar baby jij gaat in m'n soul
Maar je bent eigenlijk een hoe
Late night en ik hit je up (-night en ik hit je up)
Ik weet dat het niet goed is
Maar ik heb je op m'n mind en ik mis je love (-mind en ik mis je love)
Zij weten niet wat wij hadden
Baby girl dat was tussen ons (-girl dat was tussen ons)
Oh-yeah, maar shawty nu is alles anders ik weet
Oh girl die vibe het is niet meer the same (yeah, yeah yeah)
Oh daarom ben je niet gebleven, oh nu weet ik het zeker
Soms negeren we de dingen die we niet willen weten
Door je daden moet ik je behandelen als een stranger
Het is beter, misschien moet je verder gaan met-
Je berichten, ik negeer ze, maar ik heb ze gelezen
Love voor je is forever, maar respect is verdwenen
Je vriendin moest waarschijnlijk kotsen om dezelfde reden
Shit, ik had je hoger zitten, maar je plek is beneden
Bitch, ik zag je in m'n toekomst, maar je werd m'n verleden
Was vergiftigd door je liefde, maar nu ben ik genezen
Pakte L, maar vraag me af of je de les hebt begrepen
Mis je wel, maar ik mis nog veel meer wat we deden
Sippen Henny en een nigga laat die memories faden
Heb je zomaar on my mind, maar moet je nu echt vergeten
Ik weet dat het alleen maar goed is voor stress en problemen
Ik heb m'n hart laten breken, jij bent degene bitch
Late night en ik hit je up (-night en ik hit je up), wauw
Ik weet dat het niet goed is
Maar ik heb je op m'n mind en ik mis je love (-mind en ik mis je love)
Zij weten niet wat wij hadden
Baby girl dat was tussen ons (-girl dat was tussen ons)
Oh-yeah, maar shawty nu is alles anders ik weet
Oh girl die vibe het is niet meer the same (yeah, yeah yeah)
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11Tr35Q9r4WHfE2XCoS7q0 | CHO | Wifey | Whoo, you're now rocking with the best
Zou zo legendary klinken
I need all the single ladies to raise ya hands right now
Gooi die handen in de lucht man
Shit, I didn't know he was that fire
You know I'm tryna cuff you
Tryna make you my wife
Wat zeg je me?
Girl ik wil je hebben als m'n wifey
Ze zegt, don't believe you baby, why me
Uhu, come and look me in my eyes please, yeah
Zet je goed als je m'n side kiest
Door m'n verleden kan je pijn in m'n eyes zien
Je bent m'n lover maar als eerste ben je my G
En niemand krijgt je in je feelings man, besides me
Maar ik weet door m'n attitude, you wanna fight me
Praat met me, laat me horen wat je mind zegt
Ookal ben je lekker, wat ik voel is je mindset
Niet de type die gaat smeken of ik time heb
En die spanning trekt me aan, nigga I like that
Als ik discussies met je voer is het eigenlijk te vroeg
Snap niet dat je twijfelt, kijk me aan van what's up
Voor deze nigga blijf ik wakker, echt tot vroeg in de ochtend
Jij weet, dit is die vibe die we zochten
Uh, kan met je lachen maar niet spelen met me
Uh, ik ben niet gierig, ik wil delen met je
We zijn beide onderweg tot we het beter hebben
Darkskin, van jou wil ik een volle beker hebben
Real nigga, met jou ben ik on top of the world
If you want my love nigga, then make me your girl
Hoe je bijt op m'n lip maakt me eventjes stil
Zeg me, is je love er for real, is het er for real?
Girl ik wil je hebben als m'n wifey
Ze zegt, don't believe you baby, why me
Uhu, come and look me in my eyes please, yeah
Zet je goed als je m'n side kiest
Door m'n verleden kan je pijn in m'n eyes zien
Je bent m'n lover maar als eerste ben je my G
En niemand krijgt je in je feelings man, besides me
Maar ik weet door m'n attitude, you wanna fight me
Hoef niet veel te zeggen girl, je voelt al aan die energy
Telkens als je weg gaat dan besef ik, ben mezelf niet
Girl dit ging vanzelf, je weet vanzelf, dit is meant to be
Ik wil dat je bij me blijft vanavond, what you tellin' me?
Oh baby what you tellin' me, what you tellin' me?
Je hebt me nodig in je life, ik ben je remedy
I only want you, ik hoef geen Melanie of Stephany
Voel je wat ik voel, want baby ja ik voel die chemistry
Girl I wanna make you sing, just like Jersy yeah
You're all up in my head, I need therapy
Kom je nu, zet ik wat icey, hou m'n plekje vrij in je bed, doen we nasty
Yeah we can do it in the backseat
Het sneeuwt buiten maar je laat het voelen net als summer
Ik like hoe je bent, je doet me denken aan m'n mother
Selfmade, alles Gucci maar kom van de gutter
In de kitchen, flipte chicken, heeft een nigga honger
You my baby, you my nigga, you my best friend
Workin' on a fucking diamond on your left hand
Saint-Tropez, we gaan op date, ja baby let's dance
Niet alsof doen baby, show me wie je echt bent
Girl ik wil je hebben als m'n wifey
Ze zegt, don't believe you baby, why me
Uhu, come and look me in my eyes please, yeah
Zet je goed als je m'n side kiest
Door m'n verleden kan je pijn in m'n eyes zien
Je bent m'n lover maar als eerste ben je my G
En niemand krijgt je in je feelings man, besides me
Maar ik weet door m'n attitude, you wanna fight me, yeah
CHO, NOELL3, next best
Bryan Mg, New Vintage College
Say less, haha
Whoo
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4oNI0zdHLtFRtzztClW92O | Broederliefde | Liegen Over Ons | My place, is your place
Tot de eindstreep
Dit zijn goals babe
Wij twee, nog steeds
Wij twee, nog steeds
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen, nee ik hoefde nooit te liegen
Kijk ik heb nooit willen liegen over ons
Ik nam je in bescherming, want iedereen heeft een mening
Ze maken alles kapot, we waren jong
Soms hadden we beef omdat ik haar niet post op the gram
Soms snapte ze niet dat ik haar niet post op mijn Snap
Ze wou die couple goals, big mood
Dat wou ik ook, maar ik hield het on the low
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen girl
I don't wanna lie anymore
Iets wat ik niet meer wil
Oke je had gelijk, je had me door
Omdat ik geen foto's van ons plaatste leek ik vrijgezel
Maar zolang wij het wisten, was het goed voor mij
Ik was niet solo, je stond naast me daarom blijf ik wel
NTB, ja niet te breken, het is you and I
You the only one
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Hoef niet te liegen over ons
Er komt niemand tussen ons
Voor jou maak ik een song
Baby know where you belong
Ik weet nog goed waar het begon
Die tijd waren we jong
Maar opeens werd jij mijn lover
Cause I want you for my own, yeah
I want you for my own, yeah
Ring om je vinger, zei promise you want it
Je laat me zien, you the one oh yeah
Baby je gaat zo lang diep
Clean girl van der ede, tot der tenen, schoon
Deze dagen meer in jou, dan in mijn telefoon
Starboy, je kan me vinden zonder telescoop
Shawty is gevallen voor de CHO
Let them know yeah
Man
My place, is your place
Tot de eindstreep
Dit zijn goals babe
Wij twee, nog steeds
Wij twee, nog steeds
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons twee
Ik hoef niet meer te liegen over ons
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75So2hrGBlTF06xtn7ZTho | Spanker | Bende | Oh-oh, Spanker
4SHOBANGERZ
Woe-hoe
Dit is ontbijten met champagne
Hmm
Ha, ha, ha
We ain't heard
Spanker (spanker)
Let's get it in
Ja, ik pull up en je bitch kent me
Je ziet het ik kom binnen met me bende
Om me heen zie je 4, 5 mensen ey
Bitch we pakken money, dus we spenden
Shawty gaat laag voor me, laag voor me
Zij doet het voor me zonder dat ik vraag
Ik doe niet te lang, we hebben haast, ja
Je weet dat ik die merry niks praat, yeah
Je kan me meeten in de four, quatro
Baby, praat nu dan
Opgestaan, plaats vergaan, net motherfucking skurba
Ik ben geswitched op die bitch, jij denkt nog aan hoe ik vroeger was
Damn, als ik geen moeder was
Hoe was die shit verlopen?
Oh. nu ben je gangster?
Alleen maar shit verkoop je
Ik ben die chick met die dick die de game gaat slopen
Keizerin in deze game, ik kan geen nigga's troosten
Wat weet je van in de top 100 of 4 binnenkomen?
I-ik was in de kitchen
Jij lag [?]
Je hoorde me je missen en nu is het van "ik mis je"
Ik was in de kitchen, je wilde op me switchen
Je bitch wilt me ook, maar ik paasde het naar Idje
Eindelijk krijg ik erkenning, (huh?) wat ik heb verdient (ah)
Slangen blijven slangen, dat is wat ik heb gezien man
Vertel niemand je plannen want ze nemen het voor lief (eh)
Die mannen spelen biggie, maar ik ben een hartendief, ah
Ja, ik pull up en je bitch kent me (wu)
Je ziet het ik kom binnen met me bende (skrrt)
Om me heen zie je 4, 5 mensen (yuh)
Bitch we pakken money, dus we spenden
Shawty gaat laag voor me, laag voor me (laag)
Zij doet het voor me zonder dat ik vraag (zonder dat ik vraag)
Ik doe niet te lang, we hebben haast, ja
Je weet dat ik die merry niks praat, yeah
Ja
Kom alleen stoffig als ik suède draag
Weer een nieuwe chain, pak een plane, douane fouilleert m'n kraag
Eindelijk die ribba, eerste whip gelijk een gyella
Ik doe wat ik wil, rappers hebben deel, maar ik wil ze slaan
Ik praat met Brahim over m'n stream, hij zegt „Die shit is traag
Waar blijven die poku's? Duurt te lang, nu stuur wat shit vandaag"
Je weet ik drop alleen goeie shit en druk nooit shit met haast
En ik doe gewoon mijn taak
Elke bitch is hot als je een poku met Riff hebt gemaakt
Al m'n nigga's weten, als ik chap, chappen hun
M; n nigga is ready for action, than that dancing hur
Ben niet in trance van wierie of drank, maar money op bank
Ben spang, we klappen je ams, ze wou ons allang
Shoutout naar de nigga's die me klonen (klonen)
[?] verboden
Ik kom uit de Bijlmer, groeide op met eendjes en demonen (demonen, hu)
Champagne in de ochtend, ja we proosten
Live my fucking live like I'm supposed to
Ja, ik pull up en je bitch kent me (wu)
Je ziet het ik kom binnen met me bende (skrrt)
Om me heen zie je 4, 5 mensen (yuh)
Bitch we pakken money, dus we spenden
Shawty gaat laag voor me, laag voor me (laag)
Zij doet het voor me zonder dat ik vraag (zonder dat ik vraag)
Ik doe niet te lang, we hebben haast, ja
Je weet dat ik die merry niks praat, yeah
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73ECn1RS8Z0VTevrajQ3FE | CHO | Eerste Keer 2.0 | Soms denk ik terug aan de first time
Als ik foto's van vroeger terug kijk
Een verlegen jongen zo in love, love
Maar op een dag zei je me "goodbye"
Want shit gebeurde, was niet ready voor je
Jij een nieuwe vriend en ik ben happy voor je
Maar je bent en blijft, zoet als candy voor me
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Nooit gekust maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Haar gestijld en je lipgloss oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Je kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Kwam je laatst tegen en je liep me voorbij
Ik dacht "shit ze is niet meer van mij, wat we hadden is verleden tijd"
Want eerst waren we friends en toen werden we lovers
Hetzelfde boek maar een andere cover
In discussies, vroeger heb ik teveel gestotterd, dus we moesten stoppen
Wat we hadden was magisch, Harry Potter
Zoveel bitches ik dacht "fock her", veels te leuk om ze te scotten
Jij las dingen in m'n pocket
Alles wat je haatte en niet leuk vond, shit I love it
Kan niet voor je liegen, maar ik mis je soms wel
Die piccas op je Insta maken mij soms geil
Wist je nog dat ik beet in je oorlel?
Alles wat ik je heb geleerd, baby don't tell
We kunnen toch chillen, just friends baby?
Je ex-boyfriend is bekend baby
Waarom schrik je van m'n leven? Ben het gewend baby
Jij was m'n eerste fan baby, thanks
Ben je nog steeds bang voor spinnen?
Kan je nog steeds niet met dammen van me winnen? (Ghehe)
Door jou heb ik veel geleerd, soms denk ik nog aan die eerste keer, shit
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Nooit gekust maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Haar gestijld en je lipgloss oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
De eerste keer dat we kusten, gheheh, handen helemaal zweterig, beide beverig
In een tunnel, het regende
Bios gepakt, ik weet het nog
Je haar gestijld, je lippen glimmen, diep van binnen wilde ik je zwanger maken
Bijlmer niggas, te hard van stapel, domme shit, eindstand verpest met een domme chick (damn!)
Misschien was je te perfect voor me?
How's life, heb je nog een beetje plek voor me?
Denk je aan me, heb je nog een sms voor me?
Ik schaam me niet om te zeggen je was the best voor me
En dat ik jou heb laten gaan was een les voor me
Toen je weg was, wel een beetje stress voor me
Al die bitches in m'n libi was stress voor me
Ookal is het te laat, zet ik het nu recht voor je, yeah
Soms laat je me denken aan de eerste keer
Ooit waren we samen maar jij verdiende meer
Ik hoop dat je happy bent, maar wel aan me denkt
(Maar wel aan me denkt, showgirl)
Je blijft in m'n miiiind
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Nooit gekust maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Haar gestijld en je lipgloss oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Schat, je bent hier met mij
Zeg me is deze love niet forever
Onzekerheid maakt ons beide loco
Ben je klaar, dan moet je 't me zeggen
Onze lobie was more [?] than special
Onze lobie was moro, we matchen
Mami ben je met mij, wil nu met je
Mami ben je met mij, wil nu met je
Yayayaya, schat je bent çok güzel mashallah
Wollah [?] zina
En de manier hoe je kijkt, laat ze zien wie je king wordt ah
Jij en ik horen voor altijd te zijn
Soms denk ik terug aan de first time
Als ik foto's van vroeger terug kijk
Een verlegen jongen zo in love, love
Maar...
Jij en ik horen voor altijd te zijn
Want shit gebeurde, was niet ready voor je
Jij een nieuwe vriend en ik ben happy voor je
Maar je bent en blijft zoet als candy voor me
Jij en ik horen voor altijd te zijn
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Nooit gekust maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Haar gestijld en je lipgloss oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
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6LuYU67e1o9r4tuCylZCLP | CHO | Ik Mis Je 2.0 | Meisje, ik heb je nodig.
Ik heb vaak gelogen, maar in mijn ogen kan je zien dat ik het meen met je.
Speel geen games met je.
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben save met je. (Yeah yeah).
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben...
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben save met je.
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben.
Fuck die side chicks ik ben save met je yeah yeah.
Ik heb veel shit en mijn mind de steeft, en voor jou moet ik aardig zijn.
Het is geen toeval dat jij en mijn moeder de zelfde dag jarig zijn. (Nah nah).
Jullie zijn in mn mind, de 2 vrouwen in mijn life.
Jenay ook, Mark en Abby ik hou van jullie.
Cho season start in 10 juni.
Meisje, ik weet je voelt je eenzaam soms, ik weet je voelt je 1 mans soms.
Ik vind dat ik je alleen laat soms.
Zo vaak weg ik weet niet eens wat je mee maakt soms.
Say yu crey.
God teld alle tranen die ik heb gemist.
Ben ik niet met je ben ik naast zing ik van af de stip " ik heb je echt gemist shit ".
Meisje, ik heb je nodig.
Ik heb vaak gelogen, maar in mijn ogen kan je zien dat ik het meen met je.
Ik speel geen games met je.
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks.
Ik ben save met je. (Yeah yeah).
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben.
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben save met je.
Fuck die side chicks, fuck die side chicks ik ben.
Fuck die side chicks ik ben save met je. (Yeah yeah). (Meisje say yu crey, yu naki mi.
A moro mooi brong g ier mi libi.
Mi ney ley yu kampri mi, mi.
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199F7bgtmJgTg7CHf3veie | CHO | Beef Met Je Boyfriend | Beef met je boyfriend,
Ik weet het wat ik niet mocht weten
Dat je eigenlijk klaar bent met je boyfriend
Maar iets in je hart houd je tegen
Meisje ik wil met je zijn luister even
Sta klaar alsjeblieft half 9
Want in kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen om te chillen
Even weg van alle bullshit
Maar alleen als jij cool vindt (baaaaabee)
Ja ik kom pull up skkrrt voor je deur
KnockKock baby ik ben der
Alleen als jij het cool vindt baaabee
Man fakka met die nigga van je (huh)
Waarom ben je niet meer vrolijk (why)
Ik wilde met je praten dat is eigenlijk de reden dat ik ben gekomen (yeah)
Het is je vaker overkomen (mmhm)
En je leunt altijd op me shoulder (alright)
Maar als je je niet bij hem thuis voelt waarom sprak je over samen wonen
Je bent me nigga schat ik heb je allang gezegt (shit)
Korte visie met een lange weg
Soms reukt die nigga naar een vrouwengeurtje wat jij niet eens op je kastje hebt
Ik wil alleen dat je beseft (yeah)
Fock it ik haal je problems weg
Vanavond gaan we naar een party party
Yeah vanavond ben je mijn shawty shawty
Overnachten in op cura en ontbijt alles (?) schatje lust je salami lami
Dit gaat voelen als vakantie kantie
wil je laten zien wat ik allang zie
Als ik kijk naar jou weet je wat ik dan zie
Niet dezelfde vrouw die je man ziet
Beef met je boyfriend,
Ik weet het wat ik niet mocht weten
Dat je eigenlijk klaar bent met je boyfriend
Maar iets in je hart houd je tegen
Meisje ik wil met je zijn luister even
Sta klaar alsjeblieft half 9
Want in kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen om te chillen
Even weg van alle bullshit
Maar alleen als jij cool vindt (baaaaabee)
Ja ik kom pull up skkrrt voor je deur
KnockKock baby ik ben der
Alleen als jij het cool vindt baaabe
Ik stuurde je een spraakmemo van de eerste version je moest erom lachen
Je bent vaak emo le lo (?)
Maar vanavond wil je ontsnappen
Ik heb een optreden ik wil je meenemen je hebt 10 minuten om je om te kleden je moet snel doen lieve schat ik meen het want me manager is- (ik kom nu naar beneden)
Je vindt het raar om me zo te zien gewoon die Cho van school te zien tijdens de shows te zien
Je bent nog gekomen met een paar nigga's van je vrienden is genoeg maar je vriend heeft je ma story (?) ook gezien
Ik doe niet met die party zeg je te zijn tenzij ik je mee vraag (tenzij ik je mee vraag) (?)
Dus we smoke sippe chillen dansen tot heel laat
Laag laag stiekem in de club ik hella zien (?) jij die grey grey in de pokoe met je in en op me chest (?)
Jij hebt beet laat me nu je booty voelen domdom (?)
Je vriend is een beetje boos op je maar he acting like he dont give a uh
Beef met je boyfriend,
Ik weet het wat ik niet mocht weten
Dat je eigenlijk klaar bent met je boyfriend
Maar iets in je hart houd je tegen
Meisje ik wil met je zijn luister even
Sta klaar alsjeblieft half 9
Want in kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen (kom je halen)
Ik kom je halen om te chillen
Even weg van alle bullshit
Maar alleen als jij cool vindt (baaaaabee)
Ja ik kom pull up skkrrt voor je deur
KnockKock baby ik ben der
Alleen als jij het cool vindt baaabe
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6jMKITJkRX7eEuEgU4lLQw | CHO | Jilla | Het is acht uur in de ochtend
Ruzie met je mama
Want je gaat niet meer naar scorro
En je hebt ook geen salaris
Twee belangrijke vragen
Leef je veilig of gevaarlijk?
En je koos voor het laatste
Spijt, want nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Dit is voor met young jilla nigga's
Met die ganoe rennen nigga's
Vroeger ballimang, maar nu verre nigga
Van die kerk dingen
Dingen sellen voor die dure kleren
Ja, je wou alleen merk dingen
Bijt op je tanden, wees sterk nigga
Je was op je cheddar, nigga
Ben je buiten, doe het better, nigga
Cocaine, Sappies
Dat was die hossel met matties
Eindstand waren het geen matties, maar snitches
Je dacht alleen maar aan die bitches
Je dacht niet meer echt aan je business
Zomaar heb je nu een kindje
Want je ging zomaar zonder cosoe in d'r
Nu bel je je ex, want je mist d'r
Je weet niet, ze wiept al je nigga's
Maar terwijl gister was je beste vriend op bezoek
Hij klapt het het meest
Jij denkt nog aan back in the days
Hij is al back in the race
En jij moet nog een paar jaartjes, jaartjes
Nu is je ma verdrietig
Ze huilt vaak om je daden
En ze schaamt zich een beetje
Als met haar collega's moet praten
Over d'r zoon, want haar zoon komt op TV
Jij ook, op dinsdag avond op Nederland 1
Het is acht uur in de ochtend
Ruzie met je mama
Want je gaat niet meer naar scorro
En je hebt ook geen salaris
Twee belangrijke vragen
Leef je veilig of gevaarlijk?
En je koos voor het laatste
Spijt, want nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Money, money is de aanleiding
Van die risico's die we aankijken
Klim naar binnen, niet te lang blijven
Je moet scherp blijven, wil je buiten blijven
Mannen draaien, jij wilt ook grinden
Dat is wat je ziet
Deze koude streets maakt een jongen parra
Voor die fucking cheese
Mamma parra, aan de deur police
Maar ik zwijg
Ik kan niet chillen bij die bitches
Broer ik ben op buit
Mahseb kan ik zomaar worden
Als je te lang kijkt
Roekeloos, hoe ik drive
Roekeloos, deze tijd
Roekeloos in de wijk
Roekeloos voor de buit
Roekeloos voor die meid
Dat zijn domme dingen, daardoor kan je slippen
Kan niet chillen, wil m'n money innen
Focus op je stappen, anders zit je binnen
Je mag drie keer bukken, anders hier zo zitten, nigga
Kleine drerries hebben grote plannen
Alles pakken, hebben losse handen
Willen niet meer wachten, wil een grote klapper
Ren naar binnen, liggen, motherfucker!
Soms maak je fouten en zijn ze niet erg
Soms maak je fouten en ga je er voor boeten
Soms maak je fouten en zijn ze niet erg
Soms maak je fouten en ga je er voor boeten
Het is acht uur in de ochtend
Ruzie met je mama
Want je gaat niet meer naar scorro
En je hebt ook geen salaris
Twee belangrijke vragen
Leef je veilig of gevaarlijk?
En je koos voor het laatste
Spijt, want nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
Nu zit je in jilla, in jilla
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7JnCrm7eewssGNk7liHWvx | CHO | Eerste Keer | Soms denk ik terug aan de first time
Als ik foto's van vroeger terug kijk
Een verlegen jongen zo in love, love
Maar op een dag zei je me "goodbye"
Want shit gebeurde, was niet ready voor je
Jij een nieuwe vriend en ik ben happy voor je
Maar je bent te blij als Soutas Kenny voor me
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Het gekus maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Aangesteld en je lip was oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Je kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Kwam je laatst tegen en je liep me voorbij
Ik dacht "shit ze is niet meer van mij, wat we hadden is verleden tijd"
Want eerst waren we friends en toen werden we lovers
Hetzelfde boek maar een andere cover
In discussies, vroeger heb ik teveel gestoten, dus we moesten stoppen wat we hadden was magisch, Harry Potter
Zoveel bitches ik dacht "fock her", veels te leuk om ze te scotten
Jij las dingen in m'n pocket
Alles wat je haatte en niet leuk vond, shit I love it
Kan niet voor je liegen, maar ik mis je soms wel
Die piccas op je Insta maken mij soms geil
Wist je nog dat ik beet in je oorlel?
Alles wat ik je heb geleerd, baby don't tell
We kunnen toch chillen, just friends baby?
Je ex-boyfriend is bekend baby
Waarom schrik je van m'n leven? Ben het gewend baby
Jij was m'n eerste fan baby, thanks
Ben je nog steeds bang voor spinnen? Kan je nog steeds niet met dammen van me winnen? (Ghehe)
De jaren heb ik veel geleerd, soms denk ik nog aan die eerste keer, shit
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Het gekus maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Aangesteld en je lip was oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
De eerste keer dat we kusten, gheheh, handen helemaal zweterig, beide beverig
In een tunnel, het regende
Bios gepakt, ik weet het nog
Je haar gestyled, je lippen glimmen, diep van binnen wilde ik je zwanger maken
Bijlmer niggas, te hard van stapel, domme shit, eindstand verpest met een domme chick (damn!)
Misschien was je te perfect voor me?
How's life, heb je nog een beetje plek voor me?
Tik je aan, heb je nog een sms voor me?
Ik schaam me niet om te zeggen je was the best voor me
En dat ik jou heb laten gaan was een les voor me
Toen je weg was, wel een beetje stress voor me
Al die bitches in m'n libi was stress voor me
Ookal is het de laatste, doe ik het nu weg voor je, yeah
Soms laat je me denken aan de eerste keer
Ooit waren we samen maar jij verdiende meer
Ik hoop dat je happy bent, maar wel aan me denkt
(Maar wel aan me denkt, showgirl)
Je blijft in m'n miiiind
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Wilde je zien want ik dacht steeds aan je
Het gekus maar ik zei je "ontspan je"
Aangesteld en je lip was oranje
Wist je nog die eerste keer?
Kwam me halen 't was 8 uur 's avonds
Riep m'n naam bij het raam van m'n kamer, want je was bang voor m'n vader
Oooh, ookal zijn we nu wat ouder, denk ik soms aan toen
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
Niemand heeft er kunnen doen wat je met me doet
Wist je nog de eerste keer?
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4urfoihLOuB5EBMt73HscI | CHO | Popalik | Dance ah done dance popalik
Chooo!
♪
Dance ah done dance popalik
Chooo!
Pikni nah hol' man again
Nah hol' man again
Cho, uh
Some gyal, ah beg friend
(Uh), pikni nah hol' man again
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again
Grab a gyal, grab a man, den
Whine fast, whine slow
Jus' ah whine pon Cho
Whine fast, whine slow
Every gyal waan whine pon Cho
Ey yo, helemaal uit Londen, heeft ze me gevonden
Ze zegt "je bent awesome en je draagt leuke Jordans"
Anoe bij m'n nek en daarna zakte het naar onder
Dick knijpings, hijgings en ze wilde something
What you wanna drink, what you wanna drink gyal?
Body so soft, you don't need no Zwitsal
Wil je laten zweten, ik maak hier een gymzaal
Ze zei "Boy, ik praat ook Nederlands"
Ik zei "Huh, dan?"
Bobbelen, bobbelen, bobbelen, nee wacht
Schommel 't, schommel 't, stop
Mark van Bommelen, bommelen, bommelen
Bitch je wilt meer dan me chocolate
(Bombaclat!)
Pikni nah hol' man again
Nah hol' man again
Cho, uh
Some gyal, ah beg friend
(Uh), pikni nah hol' man again
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again, yo
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again
Grab a gyal, grab a man, den
Whine fast, whine slow
Jus' ah whine pon Cho
Whine fast, whine slow
Every gyal waan whine pon Cho
Come on, whine for me mami like you do in an audition
Wrong grown things like you see on television
Can you feed a nigga, can you bring me to my kitchen
Voordat ik terugga naar Nederland en je me gaat missen, yeah!
I just wanna have, I just wanna have fun
Big gyal call me "Cho!"
Ik ben hier met Stefflon, hmm, ben hier met Stefflon
Zet je ass en ik smash het, net badminton
Bobbelen, bobbelen, bobbelen, nee wacht
Schommel 't, schommel 't, stop
Mark van Bommelen, bommelen, bommelen
Bitch je wilt meer dan me chocolate
(Bombaclat!)
Pikni nah hol' man again
Nah hol' man again
Cho, uh
Some gyal, ah beg friend
(Uh), pikni nah hol' man again
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again, yo
(Cho) pikni nah hol' man again
Grab a gyal, grab a man, den
Whine fast, whine slow
Jus' ah whine pon Cho
Whine fast, whine slow
Every gyal waan whine pon Cho
Come inna dem dance and dem waan dance
Come inna dem place an den mash up it
Everybody seh we inna di cockpit
Dance ah done, dance popalik
Come inna dem dance and dem waan dance
Come inna dem place an den mash up it
Everybody seh we inna di cockpit
Dance ah done, dance popalik
Cho, gyal know
Beat fi box, fi box, yo
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4aMrJPRZeknLsETWHEVehL | CHO | Ik Mis Je | Eerst was ik bang om te zeggen, dat ik van je hou
Maar ik kan er niet om heen meer
Beide heel voorzichtig met de stappen die we maken
Maar ook dat heeft geen zin meer
Je bent in m'n mind, elke seconde van de dag ik zweer 't
Zonder jou is het saai, ben ik niet met je geloof me, ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Je bent in m'n mind
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Zonder jou is het saai
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Men, oh my God oh my God, zeg je eerlijk ik ben in love met je
Hoe je lacht, hoe je praat man ik zeg je eerlijk het is altijs tof met je
Haren los of in een staart maakt niet uit baby het zit toch netjes
Wat je ook draagt, girl het staat, maar m'n favoriet is toch dat ene roze setje
Weet je nog die ene avond dat ik een snodder pakte naar je osso. voor een kusje
Eenmaal aangekomen moest ik ook 'n foto maken met je. kleine zusje
Nog niet gegeten en je wilde eten dus ik vroeg je schatje. wat lust je?
Maak je klaar, ga douchen, je body zwaar delicious
Kijk is naar jezelf, ik weet niet waarom je twijfelt aan jezelf
Oh lord have mercy, maak die nigger zo thirsty, meisje please blijf toch bij jezelf
Misschien maak ik je mine
Want je bent het waard en gelukkig hebben we de time
Om te werken aan een real relation
Eerst was ik bang om te zeggen, dat ik van je hou
Maar ik kan er niet om heen meer
Beide heel voorzichtig met de stappen die we maken
Maar ook dat heeft geen zin meer
Je bent in m'n mind, elke seconde van de dag ik zweer 't
Zonder jou is het saai, ben ik niet met je geloof me, ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Je bent in m'n mind
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Zonder jou is het saai
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Meisje sa ye krey
Yu na gi mi
A moro mooi bromtji in mi libi
Mi ne ley, yu kang brib mi
Yu na gi mi
Mi na gi yu
Je weet dat ik je heb als HEB
Je houdt van hoe ik rap, zingt altijd mee
Altijd 'n nigger die je chant, maar niet eens arrogant
Vragen ze je nummer, zeg je altijd nee
Soms onzeker, teveel make-up
Je bent een droomvrouw, schatje wake up
Ik ga niet liegen voor je, 'k zeg je straight up
Maar ik hou wel van een, beetje lipgloss
Kijk is naar jezelf, ik weet niet waarom je twijfelt aan jezelf
Oh lord have mercy, maak die nigger zo thirsty, meisje please blijf toch bij jezelf
Misschien maak ik je mine
Want je bent het waard en gelukkig hebben we de time
Om te werken aan een real relation
Eerst was ik bang om te zeggen, dat ik van je hou
Maar ik kan er niet om heen meer
Beide heel voorzichtig met de stappen die we maken
Maar ook dat heeft geen zin meer
Je bent in m'n mind, elke seconde van de dag ik zweer 't
Zonder jou is het saai, ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Je bent in m'n mind
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Zonder jou is het saai
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
(Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je)
(Ook al ben ik niet zo vaak in de buurt)
(Baby I got you, got you, nee, geen fatoe's, fatoe's, no)
Ik ben er nog steeds voor je, one day ben je mine
Nooit op zoek geweest, toch vond ik jou dus nu weet ik
Maar heb geen haast, ik heb genoeg patience
Alleen sorry, ik wil een better relation
Oeh, oeh, oeh, oeh, oh
(Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je)
(Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je)
(Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je)
Ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Check alle foto's op je Insta, zelfs ook die met de minste likes
Jij weet het niet, ik heb niks geliked
Yeah, ben ik niet met je, geloof me ik mis je
Kan niet wachten tot we zijn, 'n cribje
Kan niet wachten tot we zijn, 'n cribje
En een tv in bed en jij ligt in je slipje
Ik kook voor 'n nigger, jij staat in je slipje
Had je vandaag al gezien, maar ik mis je sinds gister, yeah
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4Mku3EeduqiIOGdYhkzJHG | CHO | Josephine | Luister Josephine, Josephine
Alsjeblieft, vraag ik Josephine, Josephine
Josephine, ik heb m'n broek gestreken, m'n haar gedaan, speciaal voor jou, jou, jou
Vanavond ben ik niet verlegen, ik wil iets beleven met
Jou, jou, jou
Ze vragen me:, 'Wie is de baddest?' Ik zeg ze: 'Josephine'
Ze vragen me: 'wat echt m'n wens is?' ik zeg ze: 'Josephine'
Men, Josephine, Josephine 'k zeg je eerlijk was voor deze meid bang
Zij was die chick, zij was die chick, zij kwam met designer toen iedereen op Nike kwam
Ze chillde altijd met die stoere jongens in de kantine en ik keek maar stiekem van de zijkant
Had genoeg andere chickies, maar ik hield niet van die chickies
Waarom? Die chickies waren saai want
Kijk Josephine zoveel 'n leuke chickie had ik nooit gezien, mooi, lief, slim, alles, nigga ik was zo verliefd
'K wist wanneer ze uit was, alles 10 over 3
Altijd net als een kleine jongen als ze voor me liep
M'n niggers zeggen zij is dangerous, maar dat kan me niks schelen, dus
Laat mij staan met Josephine, laat mij gaan voor Josephine
Luister Josephine, Josephine
Alsjeblieft, vraag ik Josephine, Josephine
Josephine, ik heb m'n broek gestreken, m'n haar gedaan, speciaal voor jou, jou, jou
Vanavond ben ik niet verlegen, ik wil iets beleven met
Jou, jou, jou
Ze vragen me:, 'Wie is de baddest?' Ik zeg ze: 'Josephine'
Ze vragen me: 'wat echt m'n wens is?' ik zeg ze: 'Josephine'
Meestal lieg ik tegen bitches, maar niet tegen jou, Josephine
Er zijn 100.000 bitches, maar geen een als jou, Josephine
Ik zat fout, ik zat fout Josephine, ik zat fout
En alles wat ik mis is jou
Ik heb een dikke bak gekocht en iedereen die kijkt
Maar ik zit niet naast jij, want die shotgun die is leeg, Josephine
Die shotgun die is leeg, Josephine
Die shotgun die is leeg, Josephine
Luister Josephine, Josephine
Alsjeblieft, vraag ik Josephine, Josephine
Josephine, ik heb m'n broek gestreken, m'n haar gedaan, speciaal voor jou, jou, jou
Vanavond ben ik niet verlegen, ik wil iets beleven met
Jou, jou, jou
Ze vragen me:, 'Wie is de baddest?' Ik zeg ze: 'Josephine'
Josephine, (Joseph), Josephine
Josephine, (Joseph), Josephine
Josephine, (Joseph), Josephine
Josephine, (Joseph), Josephine
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5ryIpZnjcjNVtLTRXUy68C | CHO | Gunshot | man
de plek waar ik vandaan kom word nog te vaak, heel vaak, geassocieerd met ghetto, gangsters.
you know, shit like that
maar het is wel waar ik vandaan kom
het is wel de plek waar ik mn jeugd heb doorgebracht
Ik heb het over de bijlmer.
uh
opgegroeid tussen junkies en de dealers,
kleine meisjes op skealers.
Niggas hadden pistolen maar ghillie was wel de realest.
pow pow
gunshots in steegjes,
next day was je vergeten.
Ik had nooit een wekker nodig, ik werd wakker van sirenes.
man de bijlmer is mn enemy, maar tegelijkertijd mn beste vriend.
Memories, vraag sem maar die.
je buurman was je family.
samen spelen samen delen
samen fietsen stelen.
oma elke zondag bij me tot ze niet meer wilde leven.
Damn mama werkte hard, ik had vaak de nieuwste airmax,
meisjes gingen bloot op mn balkon, dat was airsex.
iemand is gepopt? iemand gaat op slot.
de dader heeft een stack, iemand heeft gedokt.
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5u60G9dp1yOpohViHyVQZb | CHO | Workshop (feat. Bokoesam) | Al me goons in de back, jump jump
Big booty hoes shake iets, bumb bumb
Als je wilt leren rijden kom maar hier, brom brom
Want je wet ik geef les op zijn doms
Ja ik gef die workhop, workshop
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, twerk up baby
Al me goons in de back, jump jump
Big booty hoes shake iets, bumb bumb
Als je wilt leren rijden kom maar hier, brom brom
Want je wet ik geef les op zijn doms
Ja ik gef die workhop, workshop
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, twerk up baby
That's you on the bass, o-o-old scool klokkende, ga niet meer naar school ben met Adje workshoppende
Fissa bom vol, bom vol, bom proppende
Meisje ee wat doe je, ee wat doe je
All suckende
Jongens van de buurt zeggen je bent een vies mens
Je valt niet in de smaak
Net die kauwgom van 10cent
Je weet toch cintroentjes, meloentjes
Ben een fly nigger
Teken nigger op me schoentjes
Its me though
Glas leeg, lie lo, drink snel, speed boot,
Never ever drunk, ben niet met die piep hoes
Suck a dick, deep throat
Heel hoog, eagle
Fuck a snitch, in his ass nigger in his seep hole
Baby doe je ding, ik zeg baby doe je ding
Want je weet dat je vanavond loesoe gaat op onder string
Of je kan ook hier blijven dat straat hossel ding
Schat ik geef die workshop, workshop, schrijf je in, mann
Al me goons in de back, jump jump
Big booty hoes shake iets, bumb bumb
Als je wilt leren rijden kom maar hier, brom brom
Want je wet ik geef les op zijn doms
Ja ik gef die workhop, workshop
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, twerk up baby
Van even chille, komt meer, dat is les 1
Workshop, twerk wat, dat is les 2
En les 3, je moet zakken door je knie
Als kijkt op MTV, en degene die je ziet, is je dochter, je meid, je vriendin, je blijkt, relatie kwijt, alles kwijt
Poes, je wist het nog niet, huhh, je wist het niet optijd
Ze was al is in mijn crib, (???)
Het is mooi dat ik leef, ben de mooiste die leeft
Ze wilt me krooien op stage, moet ik je gooien van stage
Klap je billen voor een paus, klap je billen voor voor een pries, klap je billen als een plank, klap die billen voor niets, ahhh
Baby doe je ding, ik zeg baby doe je ding
Want je weet dat je vanavond loesoe gaat op onder string
Of je kan ook hier blijven dat straat hossel ding
Schat ik geef die workshop, workshop, schrijf je in, mann
Al me goons in de back, jump jump
Big booty hoes shake iets, bumb bumb
Als je wilt leren rijden kom maar hier, brom brom
Want je wet ik geef les op zijn doms
Ja ik gef die workhop, workshop
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, twerk up baby
Hello
Cho young fellow
Zag je daar staan, stiekem naar me checko
Mooi meisje die jizz wou me bello
Maar je lippe, ahhahh, moet je me tollie eerst labello
Oeps dat was best grof ehh, best onbeschoft ehh, show geen love ehh, je denk ik ben tof ehh, ahha is in love ehh, je hebt me al door ja i don't give a fuck ehh
Shout out naar spanker, die mannen zijn gangsters
Beast vo wat denk je, just want to thank a
we komen op zenders, we komen niet nergens
schat waar is je glas, laat me iets voor je schenken
Baby doe je ding, ik zeg baby doe je ding
Want je weet dat je vanavond loesoe gaat op onder string
Of je kan ook hier blijven dat straat hossel ding
Schat ik geef die workshop, workshop, schrijf je in, mann
Al me goons in de back, jump jump
Big booty hoes shake iets, bumb bumb
Als je wilt leren rijden kom maar hier, brom brom
Want je wet ik geef les op zijn doms
Ja ik gef die workhop, workshop
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
Ja ik geef die workshop baby
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, twerk up baby
Man, ik ben die migdi migdi migdi migdi mac daddy
Die migdi migdi migdi migdi mac
Ik ben die migdi migdi migdi migdi mac daddy
Die migdi migdi migdi migdi mac
Get slodder bitch
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5jS4hVHTFZFM4dOblSHB4a | CHO | Ze Is Alleen (Chavelly) | Laat me je vertellen over een meisje chavelly
14 jaar oud met een kindje in d'r belly
de vader van het kind is eigenlijk de vriend van kelly
maar kelly is gewoon het buurmeisje van chavelly
DAMN, moeder overleden ook nog ruzie met haar daddy
denkend aan pampers terwijl ze moet denken aan kelly
en geruchten gaan rond dat ze misbruikt is door stanley
maar stanley is d'r oom
dus ik moet zeggen ome stanley
ze haat oom stanley
kevin die zit vast en had ze ogen op m'n bantley
maakte chavelly zwanger
en zei d'r ga naar je family
maar tante wendy die zegt ze ook niks
terwijl ze daar slaapt, daar huilt en daar bidt tot god
vader alstublieft verlos me van de pijn
ik wil hier niet zijn heer
is mama daar kunt haar wat voor me vragen
waarom heeft ze me alleen in deze hel gelaten ahh
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3DnnfDDPoPhklT4UZsx0uM | CHO | Rainy Days | yeah, ik weet dat veel motherfuckers op ons haten
Ze zeggen dat het toch niet lang gaat duren
en dat echte liefde niet bestaat, but thats a lie, ik ben niet bang om te zeggen
dat ik van je hou
Je bent nu al een tijdje me girl, maar soms vraag ik me zelf af.ben je me ride or
die?
Uh
Shit ze strijkt zelfs mijn kleren, ze weet alles van masseren
ze kookt voor de slodder, ze wilt t me zelfs leren
Eerst was ze bang voor me, maar ze wilde me proberen
Perfect zoals ze is, hoefde der niet te renoveren
Ja, me baby is cool, ben al klaar met school
Ass so fat, ass so fat, in de bus zit ze op ander-halve-stoel
Ze fuckd niet met fools, en shined niet zonder jewels
Dame in de streets, maar in me kamer geen rules
Soms ben ik moe, maar aan de phone tot laat voor je
Ben er niet vaak voor je, toch skip ik mijn baan voor je
Ben ik in staat voor je te, killen, sta klaar voor je
Ik weet dat je van me houd, toch heb ik een vraag voor je, baby
Ben jij wel jaren daar? Jaren daar?
En weet je dat je dat niet meent dan zoek maar een andere guy
een andere guy
want soms heb je van die rainy days, die raindy days, die rainy days
baby soms heb je van die raniy days, die rainy days, die rainy days
Yo soms heb je ruzie met je vader omdat je tot laat bij me bent
Ik weet dat ie me niet mag en aan je cijfers denkt
ik vertrouw in ons, ben niet echt een twijfel mens
maar wat gaat je doen als ie je vraagt of ik al verwijderd ben
uit je leven, heb geen twijfels, maar ben liever verzekerd
een tante van je zegt: "no spang jullie hebben mijn zegen"
ik ken je streken, je verleden, zelfs je lievelings eten
maar wat ik nog niet weet is of je daar bent in de regen
kijk ik wil je niet afschrikken, maar adviseren
kan je niet met ups en downs, dan moet je hem smeren
Ik hou van je, maar geen tijd te verspillen baby
Ik ben trouw aan je, maar ik kan niet altijd chillen baby
Ben jij wel jaren daar? Jaren daar?
En weet je dat je dat niet meent dan zoek maar een andere guy
een andere guy
want soms heb je van die rainy days, die raindy days, die rainy days
baby soms heb je van die raniy days, die rainy days, die rainy days
...
Maar vertrouw je me genoeg om te weten dat de situatie niet zo blijft
Baby zonder jou hang ik, net een schilderij
maar ik heb niks aan een wifey ik wil een ride or die
Zoek maar een andere guuuy
als je dat niet bent girl
fouten zal ik maken, ja ik ben en blijf een mens girl
soms wil ik je zien maar rap ik niet eens een cent girl
daarom werk ik hard en maak ik money met mijn stem girl
Knock Knock 2, zijn we voor elkaar bestemd girl
Baetje wil me knuffelen, huppelen uit de douche en naakt liggen op bed
goeie tijden met me kijken
kus je daar in je nek
je klemt me tussen je benen en je vraagt: "moet je weg?"
Want ik ga je niet los laten vandaag
Trek maar aan me borstharen vandaag, doe wat je wilt met me
Cho wanneer we niks samen doen doet het veel met me
soms zijn we samen, maar ik weet nie je bent stil met me
omdat ik vaak chill met de vraag:
Ben jij wel jaren daar? Jaren daar?
En weet je dat je dat niet meent dan zoek maar een andere guy
een andere guy
want soms heb je van die rainy days, die raindy days, die rainy days
baby soms heb je van die raniy days, die rainy days, die rainy days
Einde
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70oT7vWihIof7F1cmOJsIk | CHO | Shawty | je praat wel met me
maar ik hoor je niet
je bent wel met me, maar ik zie je niet
en ik weet niet hoe ik dit moet zeggen tegen je...
maar de liefde die breekt af en het wordt leeg in me.
kijk ik was gisteren bij spanker
we besloten om te feesten
afterparty na afterparty
en opeens kwam ik iemand tegen.
zij sprak me aan ik dacht laat het gaan.
en ik wist niet, ik wist niet
waar ik aan begon totdat zij in mn oor zong.
shawty kom eens hier heen
ben je met je girl of niet?
zo niet, kom hier. kom eens hier heen.
shawty kom eens hier heenman deze chick is dorstig,
zie ik aan hoe ze naar me kijkt.
ze zegt ik wil de zelfde achternaam als jij
kom je naar me huis, ben sinds gisteravond vrij.
jij kent me niet, maar jij bent niet onbekend voor mij. shawty kom eens hier heen, shawty kom eens daar heen.
niet zo dol op vis maar kan je happen net een haring.
man ik wil ze, zag meer voetballers dan een WK.
gregory van der wiel had dr laatst gekaatst.
maar nu wil ze een rapper, ze wil kletsen over dr ex'en. ze heeft dr eigen geld, dat zegt ze.
ze zei: kan niet voor je liegen, je bent lekker.
ik ken je teksten, je heet cho toch.
ik was laatst in den haag bij je show toch.
je hebt een chick, ze woont toch in hoofddorp.
ik ben leuker dan haar en ik koop voor je wat je wil hebben babe.
wat zij doet kan ik better babe. je gelooft me niet, kom wedden baby. pss kom eens hier heen kom eens hier heen (kom eens hier heen)
khad al een paar drankjes op
spanker vroeg me: Yoo wassup?
ik zei im horny as fuck en die chick daar heeft zin.
dus hij gaf me een kosoe en zei me kid slodder goodluck.
shawty kom eens hier heen, ben je met je girl of niet?
zo niet, kom hier. kom eens hier heen.
shawty kom eens hier heenshaawty kom eens hier heen (weet ik heb iets voor je baby)
(kom fftjes hier dan)
(come my way, Come my way)
(shawty kom eens dichterbij)
(kom is)
(ik ben dr voor jou Cho alleen)
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4THCIdB1eFbgpauFM6mAPw | CHO | Pistolen & Rozen (feat. Iam Aisha) | ah ah ah pistolen en rozen
ah ah ah pistolen en rozen
ah ah ah pistolen en rozen, alles alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
oh yeah knock knock girl, wist je nog toen ik je vroeg of je vader daar was
soms gaat het goed, soms gaat het slecht maar ik haat het als het goed slecht gaat
mennnn, ze zeggen je ben slecht en je heb helemaal geen waarde
maar als van je houden slecht is ben ik de slechtste persoon op aarde
misschien maak je me vader, misschien trouwen we later, maar misschien ben je ook de dader als ik op een dag niet meer adem
fock je vriendinnen ze kennen me, zogenaamd willen ze helpen
je zegt je mist me terwijl je nog bij me bent
zeg me waarom is het niet meer het zelfde
want ik ging vreemd, en jij ging vreemd
moest erachter komen
ik zei het streed
en ik praat niet eens over Jenever nee want die bitch in me phone is manager twee
niks is voor altijd maar wij kunnen een uitzondering zijn
of we moeten het later maar uit elkaar gaan is de hell of a pain
samen lachen samen huilen samen motherfucking wastit
af en toe a lot of drama maar je bent en blijft me baby man
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
want je zegt je moet naar huis maar toch wil je dat ik blijf
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
zeg me nu wat je wilt want zo verliezen we geen tijd
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
baby alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
alles alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
ah je houd niet van die groupies
je houd niet van de modellen
maar je zei je kan het wel hebben
aha dat zei je zelf
maakt niet uit dat zei je zelf
maar jij bent niet jezelf
want je wil dat ik alles deel maar je wilt teveel help
het lijkt alsof mn hart van steen is
en dat van je houden gemeen is
maar het lijkt net of jou probleem is
dat er helemaal geen probleem is
snap je baby
t is niet wat ik had gedacht nu baby
verwacht nu baby
dus ik zie je aan het begin van de dag nu baby
helemaal tot in de nacht nu baby
niks is voor altijd maar wij kunnen een uitzondering zijn
of we moeten het later maar uit elkaar gaan is de hell of a pain
samen lachen samen huilen samen motherfucking wastit
af en toe a lot of drama maar je bent en blijft me baby man
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
want je zegt je moet naar huis maar toch wil je dat ik blijf
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
zeg me nu wat je wilt want zo verliezen we geen tijd
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
baby alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
alles alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
ah yeah
wat ik voor jou voel voel jij voor mij
ergens als we cool zijn voel ik vuur
telkens als ik vuur voel
voel ik de liefde
mah
de liefde die ik voor je heb gaat zo diep dat ik je haat soms
klinkt raar maar die liefde voel ik vaak soms
klinkt raar maar elke kus is dodelijk maar heerlijk tegelijk
soms vraag ik me af wie je ben
weet hoe je heet maar mah wie ben jij
rozen om je te killen
pistolen om te zeggen dat ik van je houd
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
want je zegt je moet naar huis maar toch wil je dat ik blijf
ik hou van je maar ik haat je tegelijk
zeg me nu wat je wilt want zo verliezen we geen tijd
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
baby alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
dit zijn pistolen en rozen
pistolen en rozen
alles alles wat we hebben zijn pistolen en rozen
ah ah ah tudududududududududuududududududuududuuuuuuuuuuuu
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5uKhUqIROypOZlUpDBUg4d | CHO | Dat Was Ik (feat. Spanker) | je was een meisje zoet als marsepein
hoe kan het nu doet mn hart zo pijn (yeah)
ik wil nooit meer met iemand anders zijn, ja dat is wat je zei.
had moeten weten dat je leugens had
maar ik ben er in getrapt
want je was het mooiste meisje van de klas,
maar nu ben je niet meer het meisje dat je was.
met twee middelvingers in de lucht.
zeg je de liefde is over schat, maar wie was er voor je ik die tijd dat je iemand nodig had? en what goed around, what back aroun heb je daar oook aan gedacht? want wie was er voor je in die tijd dat je iemand nodig had?
dat was ik, dat was ik, dat was ik, dat was ik.
nu heb je spijt dat je voor hem koos, en heb je tranen op je kussensloop,
nu heb je spijt dat je voor hem koos, en heb je tranen op je kussensloop, kussensloop, kussensloop, nu heb je tranen op je kussen sloop, kussensloop, kussensloop, nu heb je tranen op je kussensloop.
voordat we fokte met elkaar gaf je me friendzone
(je bent gewoon een vriend Cho)
nu geef je me friends zoon
van je billen, die niggers hielden hun lands low
ik hoor je wipt Clarence maar je gaat met Lorenzo.
kijk, als je de ho bent, laat niggers weten dat je een ho bent want je pussy lijkt nu op een fissa, eeh fissa, eeh lowlands en je mind is getwist, shit, vroeger was je me chick, nu, ben je me niks?
dat was ik (yeah)
met twee middelvingers in de lucht, zeg je de liefde is over schat
maar wie was er voor je in die tijd dat je iemand nodig had?
en what goes around what back around heb je daar ook aan gedacht?
want wie was er voor je in die tijd dat je iemand nodig had?
dat was ik, dat was ik, dat was ik, dat was ik.
nu heb je spijt dat je voor hem koos, en heb je tranen op je kussensloop. nu heb je spijt dat je voor hem koos, en heb je tranen op je kussensloop, kussensloop, kussensloop, nu heb je tranen op je kussensloop, kussensloop, kussensloop, nu heb je tranen op je kussensloop.
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5GEr9p6ceHH1TqVv1UXure | Stormerz | Summer Is Magic | The summer is magic, is magic, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
♪
The summer is a magic thing
♪
The summer is magic, is magic, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
♪
Summer is a magic thing
♪
(The summer is magic, is magic, oh-oh-oh)
(The summer is magic)
(You have to imagine, imagine, oh-oh-oh)
(The summer is magic)
The summer is magic, is magic, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
You have to imagine, imagine, oh-oh-oh
The summer is magic
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0OWR4JVv2W67mUPak1ZIgQ | Envine | Wild & Free | We felt in love with this place we found
We had sleepless nights from heading out
You know that it's hard to see
We were living wild and free
Oh lord, we will try to
In a way that the world is ours
No, we don't care 'bout what they say
As long as we have fun
Ooh ooh, this world, this world is ours
Ooh ooh, as along as we have fun
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, oh woah
No, we don't care 'bout what they say
As long as we have fun, yeah
♪
Hold on, can you take this hand
Before we fall and break again
You know, that it's hard to see
This world is at our feet
Oh lord, we will try to
In a way that the world is ours
No, we don't care 'bout what they say
As long as we have fun
Ooh ooh, this world, this world is ours
Ooh ooh, as along as we have fun
♪
No, we don't care 'bout what they say
As long as we have fun
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1PU6KxecJh6G1UpEgqD3hR | Stormerz | We Are The Universe | We'll take on the world
We are the universe
We are invincible
We are the universe
So beautiful
Through all of the hurt
We'll stand invincible
So beautiful
♪
We'll take on the world
We are
We'll take on the world
We'll take on the world
We are the universe
We are invincible
We are the universe
So beautiful
Through all of the hurt
We'll stand invincible
So beautiful
We'll take on the world
♪
We'll take on the world
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4pT8ovyHxPXRdXsJ2nZ3Io | Greencoast | Loving You (Stormerz Remix) | We know this is the end
I'm done rescuing you
So far, so far
Both saying why can't I quit you
Tomorrow, someday
I'll stop feeling this way
Someday, somehow
But I'm still in love with you now
I'm still in love with you now
I just can't quit you
Some way, somehow
I'm still loving you
I'm still in love with you now
I just can't quit you
Some way, somehow
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you
I'm still in love with you now
I'm still in love with you now
Some way, somehow
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you
| en |
6fJCA6KjZLUHb87LV62hVT | Gucci Mane | TakeDat | (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
(We love you, Perc)
1017
We just fuckin' around, but no Diddy (ha-ha-ha-ha, no)
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, but no Diddy (no Diddy)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Got me sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I got a young Miami bitch from the city
I'm spendin' money like a trick, no Diddy
I rock pissy yellow diamonds, no Diddy
But she can't be underage, no Diddy (ugh)
Extendo with a switch, no Diddy
Folks passin' pills around like Frisbees
And booby trap goin' up on a Wednesday
I'm in a bag, it's a Monica Lewinsky
I'm fuckin' rappers' baby mamas, no Diddy (take that)
I got these niggas in they feelings like Drizzy (take that)
In New York, I'm movin' prison, no Diddy
I got the power and respect but no Diddy
The CEO in the video but no Diddy
'Cause I ain't dancin' like a ho, no Diddy
Can't go out like Pac, no kizzy
Play with Wop and get popped, no Diddy (take that)
She on the pills and the coke, no Diddy
I keep a mule for the dope, no Diddy
Diamonds dancin' on my chest, no Diddy
But I blow a nigga car up like Kid Cudi's (huh?)
I'm on the yacht, takin' shots, no Diddy (whoa)
Pay for top from the thot, no Diddy (damn)
Some niggas wanna boss me, I'm not 50 (uh-uh)
But get a nigga ass touched like Biggie, no Diddy
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, but no Diddy (no Diddy)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Got me sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, no Diddy (take that)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Some niggas tried to shine on me, but no Diddy (shine)
'Cause I keep the Uzi when I be in Philly
If you say that it's up, then it's stuck to the ceilin'
But these niggas all talk like Wallo and Gilly
What's done in the dark will come to the light
You niggas all bark but ain't got no bite (grr)
I know two wrongs don't make no right
But they must be blind 'cause they said it's on sight (huh?)
The feds tryna set a nigga up, no Diddy (no Diddy)
'Bout to take the jet off the mountain, no kiddin' (no kiddin')
See, a nigga always strapped, no Diddy
On the phone with my lawyer, 'bout to send him ten million
He got J jerked, he got signed by Diddy
He can't even hoop but just did a 360
Why you ain't ever seen Wop at the brunch?
'Cause they might spike the punch, man, that shit too risky
Rule number one, never be too friendly
These industry niggas have bad intentions
I don't trust nobody and I stay my distance
Plus your whole team sorry like the Detroit Pistons (oh, damn)
Got a check up on my wrist but can't go out like Diddy
Fuck the wig off a bitch but can't go out like Diddy
And I just woke up with a model in the bed
With big titties, with no makeup and she still look pretty, no Diddy
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, but no Diddy (take that, no Diddy)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
We gettin' higher than a kite, no Diddy (no Diddy)
See my artists double plat', no Diddy (no Diddy)
Got me sippin' on yak, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple niggas got whacked, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Keep the shooters with the strap, no Diddy (no Diddy)
I'm in a room full of hoes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
More money, more problems, no Diddy (no Diddy)
Couple friends turned foes, no Diddy (no Diddy)
(No Diddy)
(Take that)
| en |
5XPDCL8gWjS1M9cpdY0OGL | Gucci Mane | Talk | Choppers & Bricks (Choppa city, you heard?)
(D-D-DJ Paul) uh-oh
Shit 'bout to get real
Nigga gave me some work, I up and ran off (pyoom)
I ain't gon' let my block hurt, I hit my man off (hit him)
You want some smoke, I throw them bullets like a fastball (yeah)
You talkin' 'bout puttin' me in the dirt? (Talk your ass off)
You make a call on me, that'll be your last call (last one)
I'm come and see you, all you do is? (Talk your ass off)
She say she want that dick, I knocked her ass off (knocked her)
She thought her pussy was the shit, she (talk your ass off)
I got a hot girl, remind me of Kash Doll
She take that mask off, I told her (talk your ass off)
You want beef with me? Man, that's a bad call (bad)
I ain't gon' cap, I'ma move first, you (talk your ass off)
Real over here, fake over there, and it's a stand-off (off)
Game on the line, we tryna win, I take the handoff (off)
I told that bitch come in my room, first, take your pants off (take 'em off)
I ain't got time if all you do is (talk your ass off)
I hit the streets, got straight to work and went straight past y'all (straight past)
I mean, I blast off, snitch niggas, can't stand y'all (at all)
I don't do no trash talk (nah), haters get left off (left)
I let that K blast off, you (talk your ass off)
Keep playin' with me, I'll make your mama get that sad call
I made my circle tight and small, and it's been payin' off
A lot of niggas just don't know it, I've been sparin' y'all
The internet, I'm layin' off (talk your ass off, go)
Atlanta junkie, yeah, real flank, but I'm the real boss
I let my money keep talkin' for me, now (talk your ass off)
He throwin' shots, they indirect, but now the glove's off
Hire paid attorneys if I get caught, then (talk your ass off)
Plug dropped the price the time I cop it, and it's that real raw (that dirty)
Talkin' 'bout that shit that leave you numb, this shit might freeze your jaw
You see some shit you shouldn't have saw, you better not call the law (no)
We shoot first then ask questions later like Quick Draw McGraw (bah-bah)
Lil' jit keep stackin' up on choppers, he ready for war
A half a brick or even less to find you dead in your car
I be the dictionary, wrote a book dedicated to Scarr
Somebody lied, I'm not a star now (talk your ass off, it's Gucci)
Choppers & Bricks
(Talk your ass off)
(Talk your ass off)
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3GwwZmjEAo65jUZSQveNvJ | Gucci Mane | Guwop & Gizzle | (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Go
I'm ridin' in the spaceship like Back to the Future
The valet couldn't figure how I put it in neutral (Duh)
If Guwop don't trust you, then Shiesty might shoot you
And my chopper got titties like bitches in Hooters (Well, damn)
Everybody eatin', got steaks on they plate
But I was survivin' off ramen and noodles (Wow)
I would forever be signed to the streets
The pot and the food, my executive producer (Skrrt)
Actually, I was puttin' Act' in the Acura (Act')
Ridin' with a pretty black bitch as a passengеr (Mwah)
Black tint, black fit, black lips, black blick
She was on some goth shit, she think that shе Dracula (Damn)
I'm from the east of the city, no pity
No love gon' get shown, yeah, it's grimy and gritty (Ugh)
And he murdered my dawg, now they all gotta feel it
It ain't no secret, we all know who did it (Anybody get it)
I got a Rolls Royce for every occasion
A spectacle when I pull up in a Spectre (Woo)
It's white on white so call it Carmen Electra
I'm way too turnt to pull up in a Tesla (No)
I'm not in a boss, mind your bag, this a measurement
I'm healthy now, eating grilled fish with the vegetable
I cut that bitch off, she couldn't fit in my schedule
How you suck dick but don't lick on the testicles?
The G is for gangsta (G)
The U? Unusual
You get wasted every Wednesday (Wasted)
And I keep stackin' up W's (Dubs)
The O? Obvious (Uh)
It's obvious I'm marvelous
And the P is for the powder (Frrt)
'Cause that's what's got me popular (Ugh)
The G is for gangsta (G)
The U? Unusual
You get wasted every Wednesday (Wasted)
And I keep stackin' up W's (Dubs)
The O? Obvious (Uh)
It's obvious I'm marvelous
And the P for the powder
'Cause that's why I'm popular (It's Gucci)
Look
Gizzle that nigga, been one of the illest
In this rap shit, I've been one of the realest
Everything I rap about, I be livin'
Everytime I was in beef, I was spinnin'
Gettin' that money, you know that's a given
Niggas be stuntin', I'm standin' on business (Standin')
Niggas be fakin', they worse than these bitches (Worse)
They wouldn't survive a good week in that prison (No)
Lyin' to a nigga, that shit get you slaughtered
Hope you've been prayin' to your Heavenly Father (Prayin')
Playin' with these sharks, you gon' drown in that water (Drown)
Playin' with them killers, you won't see tomorrow (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I'm a baller, been a shot caller
Been had your bitch number, I just ain't call her
Been had your bitch number, that ho a stalker
On the low, I fuck her, that pussy gorgeous
Streets, I'm cautious
When I meet, it's with bosses
I walk it like I talk it
To the gang, I told you
I heard dude talk (Snitch)
Yellow tape, white chalkin' (Kill him)
I don't do snitches (At all), I catch him, and I off him
The G is for gangsters
The I is for ignorant
The Z is for zaddy and Ziploc
'Cause I'll take your bitch and bust down a brick
The L is for litty
Or livin', or legend
The E is for execute
'Cause that's what happen with that extra shit
The G is for gangsters
The I is for ignorant
The Z is for zaddy and Ziploc
'Cause I'll take your bitch and bust down a brick
The L is for litty
Or livin', or legend
The E is for execute
'Cause that's what happen with that extra shit
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0BMPEUBFpAM6Dfg1jWXbl7 | Gucci Mane | Cold (feat. B.G. & Mike WiLL Made-It) | (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Thinking 'bout them cold nights (cold), sleeping in that cold cell
Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (damn)
Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (yeah)
Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (yeah)
I don't need no wishing well, I'ma buy my bitch Chanel
Keep it real, she paid the bail, kept it player, no kiss and tell
Shout out to the cartel, fuck the opps, they called 12
I been trapping since 12, selling nicks and bricks and bales
Narcotics and plenty sales, glass bowls and pocket scales (skrrt)
Burglar bars and cameras before my life was glamorous (huh)
I shine like a camera (shine), I kicked all the amateurs
5.56s damage ya (hot), we don't tote no Derringer (hot)
Go check the thermometer (hot), we bloodied the furniture
We hit at his momma house, I heard it woke his momma up (mom)
I'ma keep the chopper tucked, run up if you think you tough (cha-cha)
Playing with all that funny stuff, they found his body in the bluff (ha)
Poker face, we never bluff
Play with them, don't play with us (nah)
We got toys like Toys R Us, the chop's so long it's folding up (folding up)
Where my boys? They rolling up
They look young, they old enough
Hell no, they ain't old as us
But try us, they gon' spray your bus (grah)
Thinking 'bout them cold nights, sleeping in that cold cell
Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (yeah)
Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (what's up, Wop?)
Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (look, look, look)
Bounced out of the BOP, still toting that stick on me (I got it)
All these hoes tryna fuck (what?), I ain't giving no dick for free (at all)
All these people want a show (what?), need that bag COD (I need it)
All these lil' slick posts, say that shit to me in the streets
Smashed all my old beef, smashed out my old teeth
One by one, I'm coming to collect from everybody that owe me (everybody)
Real killers, they know me (they know), real street niggas mold me
Better be able to see your hands you ever try to approach me (let me see, nigga)
Feds got me burnt out, still a little institutionalized (damn)
Nigga, that shit was real, seen niggas stabbed to death right before my eyes
B-Gizzle and Gucci Mane, you know this shit gon' ride
Free my guys and the pole lock, fed niggas might start a riot
Thinking 'bout them cold nights, sleeping in that cold cell (if it's up, it's stuck, nigga)
Eating nothin' but cold food, they let me out that cold jail (they can't kick 'em up, nigga)
Soon as I touched down, I had to give them folks hell (if it's up, it's stuck, nigga)
Took off all them jail clothes, showered off that jail smell (they can't kick 'em up, nigga)
Mike WiLL, B-Gizzle, Gucci Mane
This what the streets wanted to hear
This shit too real
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6Cxc9tL1sMdivV1Quh0yjZ | Gucci Mane | Must Be Me | Huh
It must be me
(That's how I know it's a hit, because J. White just produced it)
Me, must be me
Me, must be me (who else could it be?)
Me, must be me (uh)
Me, must be me
Lookin' at the mirror like, "It must be me" (must)
'Cause everybody seeing something that I don't see (I don't see)
I was drinking lean like my name was Pimp C (R.I.P. to Pimp)
I gotta thank God that I never OD'd
I should've kept it clean and probably just did weed
I thought it was a downer, but it must be speed (it must be)
Remember homeboy who had the Jeep Cherokee?
Dropped out in elementary, he still can't read (well, damn)
I sign an artist, if they get locked, they blame me (media)
N- want me to get the pot, resort to plan B (skrrt)
I thank the lord Vicky Jean didn't take the Plan B (mama)
She tried really hard, but she couldn't tame me
I had a good family with real good genes
But f- makin' a ten, we trap for brand-new jeans
I don't f- with what's-his-name, and, yeah, they still green
I'd rather be heard nowadays and not seen
Ten-figure n-, still might catch me in the ghetto
My house so big, I can hear myself echo (hello? Hello?)
It must be me why my b- stay prego (damn)
'Cause I love the way she put this shit together like Legos
I was sellin' dope, same time Crime Mob had made "Stilettos"
And n- still can't get on my motherf-in' level
You just signed to 1017, they say you with the devil
The next chain I'ma get is an iced-out shovel (iced-out shovel)
♪
Me, me
Me-me
Me, me, me, me (go)
Hit a lick for 80Ps, I wish it was 80 kis (kis)
And my band, we rockin' guitars and we rollin' 80 deep
No one shadier than me, no one get shiestier than me (free Shiesty)
Heard the old saying, "Apples, they don't fall far from the tree" (huh?)
Yeah, my left wrist is on freeze (burr), is it cold or is it me? (Or is it me?)
Boy, you ain't no lil' Gucci Mane, your a- a wannabe (a wannabe)
Heard them n- play with you, n- don't never play with me (no)
In the streets, no one is safe no more, no one, not even me (not even me)
If you never took one for the team, you can't get MVP (no)
Stressin' 'bout a court date, it got me losin' sleep
I see n- postin' n- that they never ever met (what?)
But never post me and they know me from up the street (what the f-?)
I was sellin' dope, same time Crime Mob had made "Stilettos"
And n- still can't get on my motherf-in' level
You just signed to 1017, they say you with the devil
The next chain I'ma get is an iced-out shovel
It must be me (must be me)
Just what I am
I can't change for you
'Cause that just ain't
My style
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0re7gapdpwj0xzLDmIFva9 | Gucci Mane | Bluffin (feat. Lil Baby) | (Kutta, cut that shit up, man)
♪
Switch the weather when I want, we at the other, other spot
Me and bro ain't swappin' out our jewels, this another watch
I get all types of bags in, I'm a different hot
Shrooms, sex on the private jet, this a different high
I'm with the clappers
Brodie changed his life, but he an ex-kidnapper
Ain't tryna go there with you, weird-ass actors
And rappers or whatever you call yourself
I got five cellphones, tell them niggas to call my bluff
That lit shit I don't post, I can't show them folks all of this stuff
Tighten up the business, I done killed and been ballin' it up
Older niggas postin' motivation, they holdin' they nuts
Keep the windows clear, so them pussy niggas can see the guts
Cutlass, she thinkin' I'm stubborn
But, baby, I'm the catch, I catch up with you when I can
Need a camera crew, everything we do it should be on film
We came through a hundred deep, I seen you with your boyfriend
Horse playin', I was in a 'Rari, I was with a barbie, I had on Mari
I call her Lori, my new-new, yeah-yeah, my boo
Shit I rap 'bout be all facts, I'm livin' out my truth
He think he this 'cause he bought that, bruh, I copped bruh one too
We havin' motions for real, plural, everybody gettin' money
I took off on niggas, real bad, everybody act funny
Life a hard pill to swallow, nigga, everybody got a stomach
I tried to show niggas the right way, so everybody leave the wrong way
I tried to lead by example, helped everybody get money
I quit lean and stopped gamblin', I'm an ex-codeine junkie (Lean)
Stayed in motels with my family and did push-ups with my bunky
Used to work up off my brother 'nem, but I ain't never been no flunky (no)
Some nigga tried me, but couldn't call me, just a young nigga, they jumped me
One nigga still think he got one up on me, but his day still comin' (wow)
I don't make threats, no, I promise, I just drop bands like commas
Don't even ask me 'bout dead folks, 'cause I ain't got no comment (yeah)
I want my M's up to one, two, three, four, five one-hundred (go)
I ain't arguin' on no internet, I'm not Wack100 (no)
Miami with no shirt just to show off the tats on my stomach (man)
Niggas old and broke, and out of shape, it sick, make me vomit
It's been 18 year later and my stock still ain't plummet
Had to bet on myself, and made somethin' from nothin' (yeah)
Niggas sayin' they did this and that, for me y'all ain't do nothin'
Nigga gon' throw they hand in and stop all that bluffin' (it's Gucci)
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4T9246CX4qYIaUxVFALOpQ | Gucci Mane | Thank Me (feat. Young Dolph) | (Okay, Kori says, "Rollin'")
Mwah
If you smokin' good in here, make some motherfuckin' noise (yeah)
It's Gucci
Uh-huh
In the strip club, throwin' up these fives
When I walk in, them bitches, they get live (they get live)
Say she fucked me, she a motherfuckin' liar (bitch)
She just gave me some good head while I drive, yeah (skrrt)
Looked her in her eye and told her, "You should thank me" (you should thank me)
Just 'cause you eatin' it up don't mean that you could drink me (uh-uh)
I made her stop and roll me up a blunt of stanky (ayy, roll that)
She got a nigga at home she love, but he ain't me (damn)
I turned a quiet fine bitch into my little porno-star
Got a pocket full of trap money, so I just bought the bar
Sprayin' champagne on these bitches, and I'm pourin' up that raw
Ayy, if I want it, I go get it, I don't care what it cost, nah
Told her bring a friend with her, girl, let's go have some fun (let's do it)
What's that on my backseat? That's a hundred-round drum (a hundred)
I'm something like a pimp, walked in with five hoes on my arm (woo)
I smashed her, then I told her, "Bitch, that pussy bomb," hey
I got a pocket full of blue cheese, blue cheese (haha)
So many hundreds that it's bustin' out my blue jeans
I got that blue cheese, I got that new cheese
Who wanna come get some of this motherfuckin' money?
Yes, you should thank, should thank, th-th-th-thank me (uh-huh)
And you should thank, th-thank, yeah, you should thank me (you should thank me)
And you should thank me, you should thank me (it's Gucci, huh)
And you should thank, th-thank, man, you should thank me, huh
She wanna date me, she wanna rape me
I'm Gucci Mane and I know these niggas hate me (yeah)
Sucker so hateful, ho so ungrateful
But, I keep throwin' up that money, that's what it's made for (go)
Plus all this jewelry on my neck, it disrespect a nigga
All this blue cheese in my pocket, it protect a nigga (burr)
I got my chest poked out so far 'cause I'm successful, nigga
Got too much money on me, man, I need an extra nigga (well, damn)
I'm money crazy, somebody help me (help)
When I went broke, I swear to God, them niggas left me
I moved to South Beach, who wanna jet-ski? (Wow)
These bitches lyin' on they pussy, they never met me (Wop)
I got a pocket full of blue cheese, blue cheese (haha)
So many hundreds that it's bustin' out my blue jeans
I got that blue cheese, I got that new cheese
Who wanna come get some of this motherfuckin' money?
Yes, you should thank, should thank, th-th-th-thank me (uh-huh)
And you should thank, th-thank, yeah, you should thank me (you should thank me)
And you should thank me, you should thank me
And you should thank, th-thank, man, you should thank me, huh
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4fb7VNAXOBi68ev9b7XD2R | Gucci Mane | Trap Money (feat. Li Rye, Sett) | I still got trap money (trap), extortion and rap money (rap), if I'm bein' honest (I'm bein' honest)
Murder and love, keep it 300, them members gon' die 'bout that money (gon' die 'bout that bread)
Runnin' with jackers (jackers), certified smackers (smackers)
Don't get wrapped like mummy (wrapped like mummy)
Addin' 'em up (addin' 'em), lay in your bushes, nigga, Monday through Sunday (Monday through Sunday)
King Crook, you get slimed for nothin'
Mask down, Shiesty'll be home 'fore the summer (free Shiesty)
Get up in line, you niggas be runners (get up and run 'em)
Tryna book Crook, better come with some commas (commas)
This shit better come up in bundles (in a bag)
Promotors be trippin', they lie, we gon' bump 'em
Send a blitz too fast, all they know is thump 'em (get 'em touched)
300 through his shit, I ain't give him a number
My head was hard as a bitch, so I went and got me a glizzy and put it to work
Ain't worried 'bout no nigga steppin' on me, he play wrong in this bitch and I'm uppin' it first
I don't need no switch, I can go spin with this semi and make the bitch shoot like a burst
Headtap, leave that bitch in a hearse
Same nigga be tryna be friendly, still be gettin' they ass taxed for a verse
Bitch, I'm Big 26, I hop out with a stick
Better stay out the way or get hit in the face
Ain't no competition with these niggas
And I don't take 'em serious, when they look at this shit like a race
Bad bitch gon' eat the dick off the rip
All these blues on a nigga, might think I'm a Crip
Catch 'em lackin', I'm uppin' that bitch off the hip
Throwin' fours 'til I die, nigga, shout out to Flip
I still got trap money (trap), extortion and rap money (rap), if I'm bein' honest (I'm bein' honest)
Murder and love, keep it 300, them members gon' die 'bout that money (gon' die 'bout that bread)
Runnin' with jackers (jackers), certified smackers (smackers)
Don't get wrapped like mummy (wrapped like mummy)
Addin' 'em up (addin' 'em), lay in your bushes, nigga, Monday through Sunday (Monday through Sunday)
King Crook, you get slimed for nothin'
Mask down, Shiesty'll be home 'fore the summer (free Shiesty)
Get up in line, you niggas be runners (get up and run 'em)
Tryna book Crook, better come with some commas (commas)
This shit better come up in bundles (in a bag)
Promotors be trippin', they lie, we gon' bump 'em
Send a blitz too fast, all they know is thump 'em (get 'em touched)
300 through his shit, I ain't give him a number (go)
Record in New York, raised in Atlanta, but from Alabama (true)
From the 6 to the M, retired like a mobster and moved to Miami (wow)
My bitch in a lemon, my jit in a Porsche, you can't buy a Camry (well, damn)
Mr. Davis, no Sammy, new all-white Bentley, yeah, that's for the nanny (granny)
So icy the family, so icy the gang, so icy the mob (so icy)
So icy the label, this ain't no facade, this shit like a job (we workin')
When times were hard, we stole, we lied, we had to rob (facts)
Mama tried to tell me right from wrong, my head was hard (mama)
Potato on barrel, then hit your shit in
The spot you flexin', my lil' niggas run in (run)
Crook shit, nigga, I done turned to a trend
(Block hot) leave it runnin', snatch it again (what?)
Murder and love, that's what they spin (off the murder)
Headtap, headtap, burn 'em again (te amo)
Tryna boost the rate 'bout they man (unconditional)
Opposition never win (frrt-frrt-frrt, get 'em smacked)
Never payin' (frrt), Drac', fully, F&N
Bend they block, nothin' but fans (bend 'em)
Tryna put somethin' in the wind (in the air)
Hawk down, get your mans (HDG)
1017 on my back, I don't bend (on my back)
Triple cross, for that three, all in (that three on my chest, nigga)
Concrete, for the bricks, locked in
I still got trap money, extortion and rap money, if I'm bein' honest
Murder and love, keep it 300, them members gon' die 'bout that money
Runnin' with jackers, certified smackers, don't get wrapped like mummy
Addin' 'em up, lay in your bushes, nigga, Monday through Sunday
King Crook, you get slimed for nothin'
Mask down, Shiesty'll be home 'fore the summer
Get up in line, you niggas be runners
Tryna book Crook, better come with some commas
This shit better come up in bundles
Promotors be trippin', they lie, we gon' bump 'em
Send a blitz too fast, all they know is thump 'em
300 through his shit, I ain't give him a number
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21OMkN58J2yOLx999xwnxr | Gucci Mane | Pretty Girls (feat. Young Dolph) | (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Her pussy is gettin' so good, it got me scared of it (huh?)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you put that head on me (Lord)
This bitch so bad, she'll make you run your bread up (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you wrap your legs 'round me
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (yeah)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (whoa)
Even if they never seen me, then they heard 'bout me (huh)
Rockstar status, talkin' Bruce Springsteen (yeah)
Baby, fuck them other niggas, we the new dream team
Tell me how you never sucked a king, but think that you the queen, though?
Baby, why you sleepin' on me? This is not a dream, ho (huh)
I'm gettin' real impatient, I'm in a situation (yeah)
Just wanna penetrate ya, fuck all them stipulations (what?)
We'll, tell him come and get ya, 'cause ya gotta get out (go)
He best be in a hurry, 'cause you gotta leave now (ho)
I need that hot, hot mouth that make a niggas cool down (hot)
Got me searchin' through my phone like who tryna drool now? (Ugh)
Her pussy is gettin' so good, it got me scared of it (huh?)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you put that head on me (Lord)
This bitch so bad, she'll make you run your bread up (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you wrap your legs 'round me
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (yeah)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
Don't bring your bitch around me 'less you wanna lose her (damn)
I took my jewelry off and put it in a cooler (ice, ice)
I took my bae on a date, me, her, and my shooters (yeah)
Then took her to the mall to have her way in Gucci, uh (woo)
For one night, I just landed in town (like what up, though?)
Now I'm searchin' for the baddest bitch around (where she at?)
I'm weak for a juicy bitch with an attitude (damn)
Buy her whatever she think she want, but fall in love, that's somethin' I don't
She so bad, she can't do wrong, she so thick, she hide her thong
Why you bring your friend around me, all that ass sittin' on her back?
Pulled up on her in that Phantom, told her, "Come get in the back"
Her performance was so good, I feel like I owe her a stack
Her pussy is gettin' so good, it got me scared of it (huh?)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you put that head on me (Lord)
This bitch so bad, she'll make you run your bread up (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause once you wrap your legs 'round me
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (huh)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
I've been all around the world, pretty girls 'round me (yeah)
Is this a set-up? 'Cause why you bring your girl 'round me?
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5Sz5YB1MG7Vs8BcVeRoXgH | Gucci Mane | Glizock & Wizop (feat. Key Glock) | (BandPlay)
G-Lock
Yeah
Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (yeah)
Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (yeah)
I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (yeah)
Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (bitch), you see these blue rocks (yep)
Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks
It's Guwop and Glizock, and this combo gon' be hard to stop
Zone six to South Memphis, totin' that pistol like a cop
Wouldn't give me my flowers, I rewarded myself and bought a watch (burr)
Took the fork and scraped the pot (skrrt), it's off the eye, I shake the pot
I can't put no money in no niggas who ain't worth it, dawg (no)
Confiscated my necklace 'cause these suckers didn't deserve it, y'all (pussy)
Seventeen summers later, showin' no signs of fallin' off (well, damn)
I didn't even imagine I'd be ballin' how I'm ballin' now (go, go)
Niggas tried to count me out, they miscounted the wrong amount (wrong)
Killers took, don't bring 'em up, it's 'round 'em if I bring 'em out
Oh, you got a crash dummy, think before you send him off (huh?)
His brain left on the dashboard, we all see what he thinkin', dawg (yeah)
Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (yeah)
Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (yeah)
I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (yeah)
Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (bitch), you see these blue rocks (yep)
Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks
Yeah (blue bucks)
Baby, I get too much
Motherfuckin' money, so I gotta keep that tool tucked
I'm still the same youngin', the only thing, my money grew up
It be the same niggas talkin' 'bout slidin' and ain't shootin' nothin'
Yeah, bitch, I'm all about my bread, every crouton
Yeah, I just cut a check and bitch off like a coupon
Yeah, dead guys in my past, that shit two-hundred
Um, young nigga keep the heat up on 'em, Jimmy Bun
Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (yeah)
Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (yeah)
I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (yeah)
Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (bitch), you see these blue rocks (yep)
Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks
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7aCycjPqBhh1Z1JHXhbSEX | Gucci Mane | Internet Chatter | Had to take a breath of fresh air
Murda, Guwop
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Only two choices you got, dead or in prison (huh?)
That's what my folks told me, but I still didn't listen
Everything gravy 'til them folks start snitchin'
You can't stand the heat, then get your a- out the kitchen
These rappers go broke and have to do a dummy mission
Don't be a crash dummy and go out like Frenchie (well, damn)
Every day ain't promised, the trap ain't got no pension
It must be fentanyl because he can't stop twitchin' (wow)
She talk too much, the b- won't stop -
I seen a n- in Terry hood and the boy turned Christian (well, damn)
These n- be h- and get treated just like some b-
How n- gettin' extorted when y'all n- got switches? (How?)
I'm not bothered by the internet chatter (no)
I'ma make the haters get madder (get mad)
Lately, my pockets gettin' fatter and fatter (gettin' fat, fat, fat)
And lately, to me, that's all that matter (all that)
I'm not bothered by the internet chatter (naw)
I'ma make the haters get madder (get mad)
Lately, my pockets gettin' fatter and fatter (gettin' fat, fat, fat)
And lately, to me, that's all that matter (go)
Y'all remember Gucci with the big ol' gut? (Huh?)
Down bad, Rice Street, 901 (well, damn)
Some n- tried to jump me five-on-one
You gotta stand on your ten in there, ain't got no gun (nah)
Free my n- Shiesty, I know it ain't no fun (free him)
Locked down, rich, still ain't got no bond
Hateful comments, act like I don't see it
Gucci got long money, that's no secret (no)
Big booty rich b- who I sleep with (Huh?)
N- think they slick, they wanna be me, I peep it
My bank account's obese and it keep gettin' fatter (fat, fat)
And lately, to me, that's all that matters (Wop)
I'm not bothered by the internet chatter (no)
I'ma make the haters get madder (get mad)
Lately, my pockets gettin' fatter and fatter (gettin' fat, fat, fat)
And lately, to me, that's all that matter (all that)
I'm not bothered by the internet chatter (naw)
I'ma make the haters get madder (get mad)
Lately, my pockets gettin' fatter and fatter (gettin' fat, fat, fat)
And lately, to me, that's all that matter (go)
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1cuDBnzlKvWOI32ugTDQif | Gucci Mane | Talkin to the Streets (feat. Mac Critter) | Mike Willy
ZayTiggy
It's Gucci
Brr
Go
I get so much cash in Vegas, I feel like I'm Elvis (wow)
I just bought a new Ferrari, it came with a helmet (go)
Drip my b- in Ferragamo, you can't even spell it (damn)
I come repo' the dope from you if you couldn't sell it (go)
Well-connected and respected, how you didn't expect it? (How?)
Zay pulled up trunk in the front, new Hummer, it's electric (ziggy)
These n- goin' PC, but Big Wop don't need protection (no)
They keep talkin' 'bout the old Wop, well, here, this the resurrection (yeah)
The old one known for sippin' lean and freestylin' congested (leanin')
Tried to put that pistol on my buddy, it got me arrested (whew-whew)
These rappers gettin' extorted and it's really gettin' depressing (sad)
We know you'll take the witness stand, we all read your confession (damn)
I do it so big, I spent two million on a wedding (two milli')
I don't f- with panhandling - that be beggin' (whores)
I hate goin' to court, I see the judge and get to sweatin' (hot, hot)
He tried to get away, he couldn't escape, Drac' broke his pelvis (brr, brr, brr, brr)
Ain't s- nobody can tell me (nah)
"Critter, why you gettin' selfish?" (F- 'em)
I'm up now, ho, you helpless
Dripping in Giorgio Armani, you smell me (smell me)
I do a walkthrough, switch in my trench (switchy)
I ain't wasting my breath, ho ain't worth a cent (cent)
And this shit personal, make sure we hit
Spin his block back-to-back, workin' the switch (brr, brr, boom, boom)
He open his mouth to only hide stick
These n- rat, lil' police b-(snitches)
I'm in the Scat, bend the curb in this b- (go)
Supposed to chase the racks, but he chasin' a b-
My cousin in the 'Raq, he deliver the s- (yeah)
Ho, my main focus is money (money)
Ay, I want these millions to come in abundance (abundance)
I run to the money, I'm Mac Critter Sonic (Sonic)
Good p-, get in her stomach (stomach)
It's hard for n- to keep it a hundred (hundred)
It'll hurt a n- head to keep it a hundred (keep it a hundred)
Your family'll cross you for money (money), - cross you for nothing (nothin')
When a ho cross you, she gon' want something (for real)
I gotta thank God, wasn't none of this promised (promised)
I gotta thank God I made it out the dungeon (dungeon)
I'm the 5.56 god, I'm the one who spark (brr)
My ho pretty and dark, the other one caramel (caramel)
And the red Dominican, she love the Hennessy (Hennessy)
I love her energy, money boost my energy (energy)
Killing my enemies and loving my frenemies (brr)
Enemies kin to me, they wanna finish me (finish me)
12 can't surrender me, ho, you can't handle me (handle me)
I got rose gold trophy, streets keep my focused
The beef ain't over, that's what they was hopin' (brrt, boom, boom)
250 in jewelry, I'm posted (posted)
Fake diamonds you got on bogus (bogus)
Ay, look at my pockets, them motherf- loaded (loaded)
We spin they block 'til somebody dead posted (brr, boom, boom, brr)
North Memphis havin' motion (motion)
1017 mafia, boy, get your choppers up (brrt)
F- the feds, they ain't stoppin' us
They tryna box me up, won't let 'em lock me up
I got my wealth up, ho want me to help her (no)
Any ho f- the city, can't accept her (nah)
I put on Prada, put my ho in Prada (brr)
Prada my glasses, but they look like goggles (goggles)
Girl, you in college and you a show-stopper (show-stopper)
She go to school for nursing, but think she a model (a model)
Pull out these blue hundreds, pop it, I pop it
I'm the king of North Memphis, p-, just stop it (stop it)
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3UjVNspKj9A64shfPI2Sj7 | Gucci Mane | There I Go (feat. J. Cole & Mike WiLL Made-It) | (EarDrummers)
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It, Gucci Mane slayed it (it's Gucci)
Cole walkin' out with M's, the promoter paid it (wow)
The promoter paid it (well, damn)
Yeah
Uh, real nigga, I don't say that a lot
You can tell how I talk and the way that I rock
I'm a straight shooter, no sugarcoat
No booger sugar, never had a nose full of dope
It's all good, folks, cope how you wanna cope
Drink what you wanna drink, smoke what you wanna smoke
Stroke who you wanna stroke
Just as long as she down, if she not, fuck it, then run along, boy
It's too many fish to be pressed about a bitch
I'm stackin' too many chips to care less about a fit
I'm in some dirty-ass kicks watchin' YouTube
I'm cuttin' grass in designer like it's Fubu
I got a real thick gal want to sit on my lap
No BBL, you can tell she just built like that
You ever walk into a spot knowing every bitch'll pop?
It's not a whole lotta niggas that done felt like that, but
There I go (there he go), there I go (there he go)
There I go (there he go), there I go, uh (there he go)
Yeah, it's me with the inside out tee
Low-key, only show up for a large fee
There I go (there he go), there I go (there he go)
There I go (there he go), there I go, uh (there he go)
Yeah, that's him paid an arm and a limb for him
'Cause they know the hoes jump out the gym for him (go)
Gucci Mane and J. Cole, the collaboration
They poked the bear and woke the bear up out of hibernation
These boys exaggeratin', do a lot of fabrication (liar)
But ain't no gimmicks in my game, this shit ain't animation (liar)
Now Mike WiLL Made-it (Mike) and Gucci Mane slayed it (wow)
Think I'm the dopest rapper ever, niggas overrated (well, damn)
The paint got laminated, the top decapitated (wow)
He had a book, but it went dry, that shit evaporated (huh?)
Big ups to Fayetteville, shout out McCaysville
I keep it trill they go from Thomasville to Summerhill (for real)
In my Bugatti, but I used to have a Bonnevile
I'm goin' to Scotty I'm talking switch my mood by Puffy crib (wow)
Screamin', "Yes, sir" (yes, sir) matchin' stretched furs (fur)
My diamonds go, "Burr" (burr)
Yeah, it's a cold world (it's cold)
I told my nigga, "Slow motion was the best motion" (slow)
And money turn these bitches on that shit like love potion (wop)
There I go (there he go), there I go (there he go)
There I go (there he go), there I go, uh (there he go)
Yeah, it's me with the inside-out tee
Low-key, only show up for a large fee
There I go (there he go), there I go (there he go)
There I go (there he go), there I go, uh (there he go)
Yeah, that's him paid an arm and a limb for him
'Cause they know the hoes jump out the gym for him
Hoes jump out the gym for him (Mike WiLL Made-It)
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It (hoes jump out the gym for him)
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It, Mike WiLL Made-It
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6Lue5NkWxEho9QXxbW2EXy | Gucci Mane | I Know | You see me stunning, I know that it hurt you (I know that it hurt you)
I can get money, I know that it hurt you (I know that it hurt you)
See me go up and I know that it hurt you (I know that it hurt you)
I'ma keep stunning I know that it hurt you
(Tay Keith, f- these n- up)
I told 'em to spray you, but I could've murked you
I did a commercial, but didn't go commercial
My circle so small, you can't fit in my circle (it's Gucci)
I'm ridin' in a Maybach commission by Virgil
I threw bait at the b- and she bit it like turtle
I can't f- her raw 'cause her pussy too fertile
Penthouse on the beach and I ain't talking murder
If you interview Gucci, don't ask him 'bout murders
Vest gon' protect, he got shot in the girdle
Say he got beef with me, I never heard of (huh?)
Rocking some kicks that don't come out 'til April
This b- droppin' salt who got kicked out the label (wow)
How you gon' bite who put food on the table? (Huh?)
Fam' against fam', this sh- Cain versus Abel (fam)
Why you keep begging? Don't watch me, watch cable
Said Guwop fell off, man, that boy told a fable (well, damn)
You see me stunning, I know that it hurt you (huh)
I can get money I know that it hurt you (it's Gucci)
See me go up and I know that it hurt you
I know that it hurt you, I know that it hurt you
Money getting longer and it's only getting worse (it's gone)
Game elevated I'm a whole 'nother person (it's gone)
I'ma keep stunning, I know that it hurt you
I know that it hurt you, I know that it hurt you (it's Gucci)
Got so much cash, I can build me a safe house
I'm building a new house, it's bigger than Drake house (wow)
Play with me, I'm bringing the Drac' out
Rock so much water, turn the clothes to a lake house
I ain't gotta worry about the police doin' stake out
Got a private chef, we don't even eat take out
I remember, I was eating lobster first day out
Whole lot of crabs in that bucket, didn't make out (crabs)
I know some killers got life on a break out
I had to sack up the bud, take the shake out
We ain't had no gold in the hood, brought the crate out
Floor full of money, make the ho bring the rake out (well, damn)
Rob with no gun, he got beat, knock his lights out
Took his jewels off, put 'em on, now we iced out (bling)
Now he mad, wanna fight now
Thought he was the man, but he told, he a mice now
You ain't piped up like that, you need to pipe down
Lyrics all cap, need to go put the mic down (cap)
Bullet fly by, this sh- windy like Chi-Town
Don't sleep on the A-Town, this sh- ain't a playground
I got say, n- better get down or lay down
When shots fired, n- better get down and stay down
Always knew I would come up 'cause I stay down
It ain't my birthday, but I still bring the cake around (it's Gucci)
You see me stunning, I know that it hurt you (huh)
I can get money I know that it hurt you (huh)
See me go up and I know that it hurt you
I know that it hurt you, I know that it hurt you
Money getting longer and it's only getting worse (it's gone)
Game elevated I'm a whole 'nother person (it's gone)
I'ma keep stunning, I know that it hurt you (know it)
I know that it hurt you, I know that it hurt you (know it)
My dawg just gave me some great advice
He told me, "Go harder"
♪
It's Gucci
Burr
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1tyuM2GrdhfiNxoHNINzBW | Gucci Mane | Stomach Grumbling | (Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
♪
I'm confident I'll never run out of money
They pray that I fall, but I kept it a hundred (a hundred)
Drop change on a b-, girl, this bread on your bonnet (this bread)
And she fell back in love with my d- in her stomach
These b- be clumsy and nosy and rummaging (clumsy)
She didn't eat before she started drinking, she vomited (ugh)
These n- ain't eating, they stomachs be grumbling
Claim that they fasting, but, no, it ain't Ramadan (damn)
Keep puttin' out music, but nobody cares
He did a show, but wasn't nobody there (nobody)
Wanna be me, but it's hard to be me
Known to put on some sh- that wouldn't nobody wear
My watch is icy, I need a Moncler (burr)
If you run up, you get done up right there
2019, tried give me a GRAMMY, in 2005, tried to give me the chair
Street n- turned legal millionaire, I feel like a billion, one hell of a feeling
She took an edible, say it's incredible
Took off her shirt and start showing her t- (showin' her t-)
Writers on strike and I know why they did it
Hollywood moguls be paying 'em pennies
AI can't write the song Gucci would write
'Cause AI didn't stay up all night in the trenches (hell, nah)
I got a lick, is you coming or not?
All this free money, they handing it out
I told my artist to stick to the script
They show love when you broke, but they hate when you hot
I get two, three hundred thousand a feature
I robbed a bank with no mask, it was legal
I took the cake and split it with my people
I dropped a classic, then came with a sequel
Before it was legal, we smoked like it's legal (ugh)
Stood on the couch and turned over the speakers
And my promo team was the neighborhood geekers
My first Trap House album, two naked sh- eaters (ugh)
Young n- listen, go get you some money
This sh- won't be easy, and I'm being honest
They gon' talk down when they think it ain't working
But when you pop out, they gon' all be astonished
I'm confident I'll never run out of money
They pray that I fall, but I kept it a hundred (a hundred)
Drop change on a b-, girl, this bread on your bonnet (this bread)
And she fell back in love with my d- in her stomach
These b- be clumsy and nosy and rummaging (clumsy)
She didn't eat before she started drinking, she vomited (ugh)
These n- ain't eating, they stomachs be grumbling
Claim that they fasting, but, no, it ain't Ramadan (damn)
Keep puttin' out music, but nobody cares
He did a show, but wasn't nobody there (nobody)
Wanna be me, but it's hard to be me
Known to put on some sh- that wouldn't nobody wear
My watch is icy, I need a Moncler (burr)
If you run up, you get done up right there
2019, tried give me a GRAMMY, in 2005, tried to give me the chair
ATL, Georgia one hell of a place
You come for vacation, but leave on probation (well, damn)
The way she keep shaking her a- with no waist
Sh- ain't a game, it ain't no recreation (ain't a game)
Her booty keep clappin', a standing ovation (clap)
Told me to chill, but I'm losing my patience
P- like water and head is amazing
I'm smelling like money, she lovin' the fragrance (lovin' the fragrance)
Please, call me Gucci, better not call me Radric
He signed the contract, didn't flip through the pages
I f-ed her and fell asleep, that sh- was crazy
The way she kept sucking was making me lazy (damn)
Caught like three nuts, so I'm calling her Tracy
I made her dance, so I'm calling her Stacy (pyoom)
Fuck a rich n-, you know that she bragging
Her t- so perky, hell no, they ain't sagging
Lil' mama look like she been dragging a wagon
My homie so geeked, said it's Megan Thee Stallion
Her ex-n- broke, he a dud, he be crabby
He make excuses, but I make it happen
Started off trappin', but switched it to rappin'
My b- is an addict, addicted to fashion
I'm the one these n- hate with a passion
My dog turned to snake, could've sworn it was magic (well, damn)
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57Oig0H9arXiZLgmDQ5b0e | Gucci Mane | Business Not Personal | Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit
I was writin' my raps while tapping my chest 'cause I ain't even had no beat (no beat)
I stopped complaining 'bout my shoes, I saw a man had no feet
Nobody would throw your dog a bone, and I ain't had nothin' to eat (uh)
Now wanna sit at Gucci table, but I ain't even got no seats (no)
Ain't got no time 'bout nothin' but money, be broke and bummy (bums)
Think I spent mine all on jewelry? They must be a dummy (dumb)
I'm hiding in plain sight in they face, they don't see me coming (no)
I never wanted to go to space, just point me to the money (go)
I ain't wanna go to college, went straight to the league (I went)
Started selling candy in school, then I graduated to weed
Hung with the neighborhood OGs, but none of the game was free (no)
When they in the kitchen, they told us leave, they ain't even want us to see
I seen a teenager turn a crackhead and it was so depressing (damn)
It made him age, well, he 19, but his hairline regressing (well, damn)
Them bougie, they turned me down, they know they missed they blessing
So broke, I remember my girlfriend birthday came, it had me stressing
This dude keep throwin' out subliminals like I wouldn't catch it (catch it)
Like I won't send a to the graveyard to send a message
Lil' - just dine and dash, she ate my -, couldn't stay for breakfast (eh)
I'm a human lie detector test, I can peep who really flexing
It's business, it's not personal, so don't get all emotional
If it ain't 'bout money, what the f- you in a business for?
Blood thicker than water, but it's business, it's not personal (business)
And if you know like I know, you would never take it personal (no)
It's business, it's not personal, so don't get all emotional (huh)
If it ain't 'bout money, what the f- you in a business for? (Yeah)
Blood thicker than water, but it's business, it's not personal (it's Gucci)
And if you know like I know, you would never take it personal (it's bad)
I don't know you personally, but get some business 'bout yourself (go, go, go)
All that being a yes man and ridin', bad for your health
And when you stand on business, do it solo, and please watch your step (well, damn)
And please don't go on IG Live, self snitch, and incriminate yourself (huh)
Rap game like the WWL, this fake as-
Say he gon' rob me, but he'd have better luck with an armored truck
The blogs keep bringing my name up in a negative way to frame it up (no)
I got friends and fam, can't comprehend the way I leveled up (no)
Artists think we're friends, we really ain't, we're just business partners
Go off what you know, not what you think, mind your business, partner (huh?)
I just put a Lambo' in each ear, I'm not talking Urus
You ain't worth a hundred million, dear, I can't take you serious (it's Gucci)
I'm at The Palms in the pent, spent 25K, I'm working on my J
Really J's, and they be gay, so I don't believe nothin' they say
"Gucci, how long you been having your way?" Since y'all swing my way
Tell the haters I said - 'em, go have a nice day, shooter got a Russian AK
It's business, it's not personal, so don't get all emotional
If it ain't 'bout money, what the f- you in a business for?
Blood thicker than water, but it's business, it's not personal (business)
And if you know like I know, you would never take it personal (no)
It's business, it's not personal, so don't get all emotional (huh?)
If it ain't 'bout money, what the f- you in a business for? (Yeah)
Blood thicker than water, but it's business, it's not personal (it's Gucci)
And if you know like I know, you would never take it personal (it's bad, go)
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1OQoV3e0AGlgAht994sSwl | Gucci Mane | King Snipe | Shit, I love Guwop though
Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z
Ya heard me?
Know what I'm sayin'?
Shoutout to Gucci, I think that's my dad
You know, I was just jerkin'
(I just told Richie we rich)
Been said, "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop"
I was like, "Bet, " though I was lyin'
When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dyin'"
We put murders backwards after, we turned red rum to wine
I'm that nigga that smack all the smackers so
I'm the biggest stepper, five-five
I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract
You got one time to raise your voice in here then I'ma get the strap
I've been chasin' that boy like a fly 'round the house
But eventually, I'll get him clapped
All I ever had was the trap
I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked
I've been true to this from the jump (uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (mm-hmm)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P for sure
I've been lowkey, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil' boo
And I know she cheatin' too
But I ain't finna love foolproof
I triple crossed them 'cause I seen it was planned
They tried to count me out, must didn't know how to count
Told her ring up, and didn't know the amount
Expensive new fabrics I couldn't even pronounce (it's Gucci)
No gun policy, stick in the party
Hope nobody gets out of their body
Got his self hurt, he was full of that molly (damn)
We ain't even wanna have to kill nobody (woah, ooh)
Ridin' down Ocean like Fast and the Furious (Gucci)
Caught me red-handed, can't crank up the jury (damn)
Your boss is a pussy, your artist so scared (pussy)
Just a matter of time 'fore they take all your jewelry
These young niggas, they done made killin' a sport
They're brazen, they'll take a switch to New York
So crazy, kill a pig, turn him to pork
I hope they don't try to get my lyrics in court (it's Gucci)
I've been true to this from the jump
When I do it, consider it done
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P for sure
I've been lowkey, she a swoop
Need Codeine with lil' boo
And I know she cheatin' too
But I ain't finna love foolproof
Man, I got juice but I want the lean
I'm smokin' deuce, I pour green
And I got boot but not on my feet
What did I do?
Caresha, please, baby
Bought you a Ring Pop to be funny
I'll take you to case now if you like it
Give my Pomeranian puppy a Russian
I brought this lil' beautiful bitch to the ugly
And I'm King Snipe and I came tucked
Yeah, I came tight, you ain't gettin' none
Miami nights, fuckin' in the club
Shakin' with the dice, they don't really bluff
I made a way, it's only us
Niggas hatin' on me much
All I did was run it up
I've been true to this from the jump (uh-huh)
When I do it, consider it done (it done)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one (I'm one)
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap (uh-huh)
Put a bag right on his top (your heart)
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it
It's torture in my heart (it's there)
Beat the pot like it's beatin' for the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z but I'm P for sure (uh-huh)
I've been lowkey, she a swoop (a swoop)
Need Codeine with lil' boo (she bad and bougie)
And I know she cheatin' too
But I ain't finna love foolproof
Follow Lildp on ig:lil.dp1
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7FJDmHyI6qU1U6Sfn6tyNj | Gucci Mane | 06 Gucci (feat. DaBaby & 21 Savage) | (Ambezza did it)
Long ghetto hair on my bitch ('06, yeah, '06), yeah (yeah)
Ghetto hair on my bitch ('06)
Look like Flare in '06
Long ghetto hair on my bitch (It's Gucci)
Yeah (go)
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My lil' nigga, gone off a pill, the nigga walk around like Superman
Somebody calm him down, he 'bout to shoot the man
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can
You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then
Yeah, nigga, let's go
Feel like La Flare in '06 (yeah)
Long ghetto hair on my bitch (uh-huh)
I came from them, I wasn't shit (what they do?)
Now they sit there and stare at my whip (okay)
I can't even put it in park (nah)
Somebody down to get hit (yeah)
I need somebody carryin' my fifty
She ran over her man, he a jit
And you could throw my bowl on the floor, I'm a dog (woof, woof)
Nigga damn near a pit (woof, woof)
I don't think none of them niggas with it at all (nah)
Niggas damn near a bitch (none of these niggas)
Only 'bout winter, spring, summer, fall (nah) without my hand on the stick (nah)
And I'll politely pull up in a brand-new car and bend over his bitch (yeah)
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My lil' nigga, gone off a pill, the nigga walk around like Superman
Somebody calm him down, he 'bout to shoot the man
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can
You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then
Yeah, nigga, let's go
I feel like it's me in '06 and '07, '08, and even '09 ('09)
Still hard to kill, the last nigga tried go ask him, he didn't survive (what happened?)
I was sittin' in the county, these niggas off runnin' to help
They ain't send me a dime (fuck 'em)
These niggas be cap, the way I was trappin', went platinum before I was signed (huh)
Geeked up, I stayed out of my mind (geeked)
Still was ahead of my time (Wop)
And I was that man in the middle but made so much profits you thought it was mine (skrrt)
And everything top of the line (top)
And nothin' ain't changed, I'm still in my prime (brr)
I make it look easy, these niggas some copycats, they'll do whatever to shine (it's Gucci)
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane (huh?)
My lil' nigga, gone off a pill, the nigga walk around like Superman
Somebody calm him down, he 'bout to shoot the man
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can
You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then
Yeah, nigga, let's go
21, 21, 21
Pistol whip your mans (21)
She eat the dick with both her hands (21)
Pourin' up Wock', I'm tryna stand (21)
Clap at the opps like I'm a fan (21)
I got a dub for my advance (21)
Hit for a hundred on Moreland Ave
Long live Shawty Lo, bitch, I'm the man (21)
Home invasion, we tryna go loot somethin' (straight up)
Put his face on the stove, thought he knew somethin' (straight up)
You a stepper, then go put your boots on (straight up)
He get hit the K if he move wrong (straight up)
G block, yeah, I trapped in the school zone (straight up)
You know I'm the wrong nigga to snooze on (21)
Half a ticket on the Rolex blue stone (21)
Reach for it, face shot, cut the news on, pussy (21, 21)
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My lil' nigga, gone off a pill, the nigga walk around like Superman
Somebody calm him down, he 'bout to shoot the man
Nigga, this that '06 Gucci Mane
My trunk won't be still, I'ma play the music loud as the music can
You don't like that way I'm ridin'? Catch an Uber then
Yeah, nigga, let's go
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3lB6ff1myjeMZSBWhuXiH8 | Gucci Mane | Pissy (feat. Roddy Ricch, Nardo Wick) | (Hey, Will)
(Will, what that is?)
Well, damn
(Do you not get the concept?)
♪
Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky
And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy
Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way you could diss me
Bitch, I got the yellow gold, I got the yellow stone, and my wrist and ring, it look pissy
Hey, put on them Daisy Dukes
Show me what that new Mercedes do
Real trap house, all the pots and pans come with residue
All my young niggas know is some revenue
I'm Anthony Davis when he was at the Pelicans
I don't pull up to court for no settlements
All white and the coupe look angelic
We was lookin' around for the baddest of bitches, so I had to go out and vet it
If they say they want smoke, I got all of the Glocks, 'cause back then, I had to get ahead of it
You my cousin, but you ain't my relative
The outside of the coupe black like melanin
I feel like I'm Dan Bilzerian 'cause I got some Australians
Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky
And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy
Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way you could diss me
Bitch, I got the yellow gold, I got the yellow stone, and my wrist and ring, it look pissy (go)
Big yellow Cuban on and it's pissy (ugh)
Rock big blue stones like I'm Nipsey (Nip')
I pop champagne 'til I'm tipsy (huh)
Still be spendin' M's in my sixties (well, damn)
Please don't try the 'Wop 'cause it's risky
Ain't no mystery in my history (no)
Had to turn that boy into Swiss cheese (grrah)
Hit with that switchy, shoot 'til it's empty (go)
Wrist just did a 360 (skrrt), ball like Zion before the injury (ballin')
I ain't broke, you can't fix me (nah), havin' power, feelin' like 50 (50)
Eastside of the city where this shit can get really sticky (6)
Anybody can get it, man, my bullets ain't really picky (no)
In a yellow coupe with a yellow bone with my Jacob on with the yellow stones (brr)
White stones, Wilma Flintstones, came a long way from a herringbone (well, damn)
All started from a mini-phone, I ran it up and my money long (it's long)
Had to take a chance for two hundred bands 'cause my country boy had a trailer home ('Wop)
Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky
And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy
Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way you could diss me
Bitch, I got the yellow gold, I got the yellow stone, and my wrist and ring, it look pissy
Neck look pissy, uh, please don't touch, it's risky, uh
My finger itchin', uh, me and my Glock get busy, uh
They say we litty, uh, I say, "We ain't lit enough"
They say we did it, uh, I say, "We ain't did enough"
I don't hang with sheeps (uh-uh), but I pull up Lamb'
I interrupted his sentence (huh?), before he could talk, blam (grrah)
Cougar hoe 37 (uh), she hate when I call her ma'am (don't do that)
She gave me head for an hour, what Gucci say? Well, damn (well, damn)
I got your bitch on a leash (yeah), she don't ever get too far
She make you fuck in the bed, she let me hit in the car (she let me hit in the car)
Please stop blowin' her up, she with me, you'll see her tomorrow
She say her wishes to me, she know I'm a shootin' star (grrah, grrah)
Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky
And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy
Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way you could diss me
Bitch, I got the yellow gold, I got the yellow stone, and my wrist and ring, it look pissy
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2AkrUT17G0LtdF8PNO0S45 | Gucci Mane | Say No Mo | (Zaytoven)
Huh? Huh? (Zaytoven)
Ziggy, Ziggy
In that pocket, in that motherfucking pocket (huh?)
Burr (burr)
East Atlanta Santa, nigga (yeah)
(It's gettin' cold out here, I'm freezing)
Convertibles in the wintertime (haha)
Ha (catch up, go)
I'm Guwop the creator, I gives a fuck 'bout a hater
I want more paper than Oprah, I sell more Oprah than Kroger (wow)
They say, "Guwop, man, you local and plus your daddy a smoker"
Man, I'm a hood stockbroker, it ain't nobody doper (no)
Man, I'm too fresh for the city, I should move out the country (yoom)
They say nobody showed me love, but fuck it, show me the money
The best dressed in the game, I should walk down the runway
I'm in my Maybach jammin' Ross, and I'm so ready for gunplay (grrah)
You wanna be the next Gucci, you might get there one day
You wanna meet Gucci, I be in Magic every Monday
Fresh bag full of cash, I walk out with the swag
You know my engine in the back and my top's in the trash (Wop)
If you ain't talking 'bout cash, say no more, say no more (huh?)
If that bitch ain't giving no ass up, say no more, say no more (damn)
If two hundred ain't on your dashboard, say no more, say no more (go, go)
If it ain't no stamps in your passport, say no more, say no more (wow)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more (no)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more
If you niggas ain't gettin' no money, say no more, say no more
If you bitches ain't talkin' 'bout bread, say no more, say no more (Wop)
You better listen to pimpin', I put that bitch in position
I fucked her in so many different motherfuckin' positions
That the bitch walked out that hotel limpin' (whoa)
I'm tryna beat the bitch like a nigga just got out of prison (whoa, damn)
Versace linen on my bed, man, they match my denim
Helmut Lang and Buscemi, man, they match my pimpin' (Helmut Lang)
Cartier with clear lenses, please don't cloud my vision
And nobody fuck with Gucci Mane kitchen (skrrt)
Gucci Mane and 'Tiggy, man, it's classic to me (Ziggy)
You say your baby daddy broke, damn, that's tragic to me (well, damn)
You just called me three times, that's harassment to me (hello?)
Nigga, go and get some money, get the fuck 'way from me (Wop)
If you ain't talking 'bout cash, say no more, say no more (huh?)
If that bitch ain't giving no ass up, say no more, say no more (damn)
If two hundred ain't on your dashboard, say no more, say no more (go, go)
If it ain't no stamps in your passport, say no more, say no more (wow)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more (no)
Say no more, say no more, say no motherfucking more
If you niggas ain't gettin' no money, say no more, say no more
If you bitches ain't talkin' 'bout bread, say no more, say no more (Wop)
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2bZlYZU3U9AKjIbT2cgCjg | Gucci Mane | Married with Millions | Huh
Yeah
Brrah
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit) go!
I'm married with millions (huh), I'm married with millions (huh?)
I'm married with millions (huh?), I'm married with millions (wop)
Said, "Fuck an entourage, it's 'bout my wife and children"
They said, "Guwop, where you been?" Been tryna stack a billion (huh)
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (yeah)
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (yeah)
My house so goddamn big, this shit look like a building (huh)
They like, "Guwop, where you been?" I been wheelin' and dealin' (go)
This a lowdown dirty industry, it's full of envy (hate)
Niggas wearin' costumes, they ain't who they pretendin' (fake)
Remember when I first got hot, niggas tried to befriend me (hot, hot, hot)
I had one bad episode, and they held it against me (goddamn)
Had a real close friend, found out he was snitchin' (wow)
I didn't really give a fuck, it was none of my business (give a fuck)
Nigga took the stand on me and got me convicted
Talkin' 'bout aggravated assault, some shit 'bout a pool stick (Wop)
Champagne bottle 'cross the head and they blamin' the convict
Why they always bring my name up whenever it's conflict? (Wop)
Say I threw her out the what? The people was lyin'
When the judge gon' believe me? When pistol flyin'?
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (huh)
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (yeah)
Said, "Fuck an entourage, it's 'bout my wife and children" (fuck 'em)
They said, "Guwop, where you been?" Been tryna stack a billion (cha-ching)
I'm married with millions (wow), I'm married with millions (woah)
I'm married with millions (huh?), I'm married with millions (well, damn)
My house so goddamn big, this shit look like a building (it's big)
They like, "Guwop, where you been?" I been wheelin' and dealin'
Main priority right now is just ice and Iceland (Ice)
I remember in '06, I had the icy Breitling (brr)
Had a fistfight in Rice Street, them boys was knifin' (knife)
They just freed my homeboy Ralph, that boy had life, man (whoa)
Free my nigga Grant quick, he doin' a life (life)
Free my nigga Tame too, he gave me advice (free him)
Said, "Be thankful for your kids and thankful for your wife" (mwah)
"You done did it once, so get out there and do it twice" (go)
Exotic coupes with features and exotic bitches (wow)
I do it for the fam, I cut off all the leeches (facts)
The streets taught me a lot, it was my greatest teacher (whoa)
I'm not the best role model, I am not a preacher (Guwop)
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (huh)
I'm married with millions, I'm married with millions (yeah)
Said, "Fuck an entourage, it's 'bout my wife and children" (fuck 'em)
They said, "Guwop, where you been?" Been tryna stack a billion (cha-ching)
I'm married with millions (wow), I'm married with millions (whoa)
I'm married with millions (huh?), I'm married with millions (well, damn)
My house so goddamn big, this shit look like a building (it's big)
They like, "Guwop, where you been?" I been wheelin' and dealin'
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00eb58NRi4boJB0qT7q4li | Gucci Mane | Woppenheimer | Broke people like bringin' up the past
I'm talkin' recently (what the f-?)
I know what I did for you
But what you did for me? (What you did for me?)
Shout out to my wife
She had a daughter and a son for me (my son)
Shoutout to my brother, down bad
He made that bond for me (he made that bond)
Taught me never, ever leave the house
Without my gun with me (no)
I remember bein' broke
And kids tried to make fun of me (to make fun of me)
Now I pull up, yellow-black coupe
It look like a bumblebee (skrrt)
I thank God for that lil' bitty time
Because it humbled me (Lord)
Pull up, haters mumblin', they had a bag
And fumbled it (they fumbled it)
I ran my money up, then put it up
And kept on runnin' it (go)
Last of a dyin' breed
It ain't no "I" in "Team"
But it is an "I" in "Win"
So pass the ball to me (Wop)
I don't do much reminiscin'
I'm focused on a mission
Good and some bad memories
But we weren't really friendly (nah)
Them n- out here faking injuries
You can't rely on them
I'm Gucci Mane, I'm playin' hurt
But I got my eye on them (it's Gucci)
Rappers nowadays, gotta search 'em
Might have a wire on 'em
One n- tried to send the spot
I dropped the bag on him (what the f-?)
One n- died tryna hit a lick
Died with his mask on him
His gang wasn't even there to help
Died with his flag on him (it's Gucci)
Broke people like bringin' up the past
I'm talkin' recently (what the f-?)
I know what I did for you
But what you did for me? (What you did for me?)
Shoutout to my wife
She had a daughter and a son for me (my son)
Shoutout to my brother, down bad
He made that bond for me (he made that bond)
Taught me never, ever leave the house
Without my gun with me (no)
I remember bein' broke
And kids tried to make fun of me (to make fun of me)
Now I pull up, yellow-black coupe
It look like a bumblebee (skrrt)
I thank God for that lil' bitty time
Because it humbled me (Lord)
He was hot in early 2000's
But whip out recently? (Whip it now?)
Long as I'm rich, I'm gon' be relevant
Live decently (I'm gon' be rich)
This Gucci hate train go, "Choo-choo,"
And it don't bother me (choo-choo)
I don't want sh- from you suckers
Not even an apology (not even)
Haters keep my name in they mouth
But won't acknowledge me (what the f-?)
These rappers burnt out and they broke now
I see it, honestly (I see it)
My n- went and did a whole dub
He got out recently (he got out)
But he linked up with a whole gang of scrubs
Who won't compete with me (damn)
These n- do h- sh- for attention
They don't got beef with me
Please keep my name out all of your mentions
'Cause that ain't street to me ('cause that ain't-)
These b- gon' talk 'bout me forever
I'm somethin' like ecstasy (I'm somethin' like X)
But I'ma chase the paper, not p-
'Cause that's my specialty (it's Gucci)
Broke people like bringin' up the past
I'm talkin' recently (what the f-?)
I know what I did for you
But what you did for me? (What you did for me?)
Shoutout to my wife
She had a daughter and a son for me (my son)
Shoutout to my brother, down bad
He made that bond for me (he made that bond)
Taught me never, ever leave the house
Without my gun with me (no)
I remember bein' broke
And kids tried to make fun of me (to make fun of me)
Now I pull up, yellow-black coupe
It look like a bumblebee (skrrt)
I thank God for that lil' bitty time
Because it humbled me (Lord)
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4NhqC8KAIVc1Habny5aUzx | Gucci Mane | Now It’s Real | Uh-huh
I could've been in prison with a hundred years
Yet I woke up in a mansion with two hundred mill' (huh)
Had to let go of the lean and get off the pills (the lean)
Cut a couple niggas off 'cause they didn't keep it real (fuck 'em)
My life is beautiful like Snoop Dogg and Pharrell (Pharrell)
Used to dream of livin' like that, but now it's real (it's real)
Remember I was sellin' Ps like that rip, for real (for real)
Now I play this shit right, I retire with a bill' (a bill')
My car, it cost two million, my watch cost a ticket (what the fuck?)
Worth a quarter billion now, and now I'm talkin' liquid (you lyin')
I'm hurtin' these haters feelings, mama said I'm gifted (my mama)
They say my label cursed, I guess the curse lifted (it's lifted)
My coupe an immigrant, it ain't even shipped (it's shipped)
I wired half a milli' when it first was built (this shit built)
I never been a snitch, that's not how I was built (nah)
On a mission in a hotbox with the column peeled (peeled)
Cut from a different cloth, this a whole 'nother quilt
I got so many whips, could start a dealership (a dealership)
They all delusional, I never needed them (fuck 'em)
I'm like the Godfather, help the needy ones (the needy ones)
These niggas got no motion 'cause they greedy bums (they bums)
A Sun Valley alum', product of the slums (the 6)
They treat me like the Don 'cause I'm one of the ones (the one)
You niggas don't shoot guns, y'all just bumpin' your gums
I could've been in prison with a hundred years
Yet I woke up in a mansion with two hundred mill' (huh)
Had to let go of the lean and get off the pills (the lean)
Cut a couple niggas off 'cause they didn't keep it real (fuck 'em)
My life is beautiful like Snoop Dogg and Pharrell (Pharrell)
Used to dream of livin' like that, but now it's real (it's real)
Remember I was sellin' Ps like that rip, for real (for real)
Now I play this shit right, I retire with a bill' (go)
Everyone obsessed with drillin', I don't wanna drill (yeah)
Young nigga, take it from me, that ain't how to live (live)
Used to have to make a sale just to pay the bills (damn)
I don't like to even reminisce, it give me chills (brr)
My car look like a fish out of land without the gills (whoa)
My roof so tall, my lil' boy damn near can't fit in the wheels (ice)
Used to have to bring the cash, now I cut the check (check)
Used to wake up in a cell, now I'm on a jet (jet)
Used to have to pay the plate with nowhere to stay (nowhere to stay)
Nigga keep lookin' for Ray, he done took the yay (pioom)
I done stacked so many Ms, I had to move away (I'm gone)
R.I.P. my daddy, he wouldn't put the booze away (R.I.P. my daddy)
I know we all gon' make mistakes, this shit make or break (or break)
I spent a million dollars on it, but still lost the case (what the fuck?)
I got a loyal fan base, they won't go away (my fans)
These folks still listen to me, each and every single day (it's Gucci)
I could've been in prison with a hundred years
Yet I woke up in a mansion with two hundred mill' (huh)
Had to let go of the lean and get off the pills (the lean)
Cut a couple niggas off 'cause they didn't keep it real (fuck 'em)
My life is beautiful like Snoop Dogg and Pharrell (Pharrell)
Used to dream of livin' like that, but now it's real (it's real)
Remember I was sellin' Ps like that rip, for real (for real)
Now I play this shit right, I retire with a bill'
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74pAZmeEX0GEiDEpKaYZPy | Gucci Mane | Broken Hearted | Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it back together 'cause it fell apart
The blind leadin' the blind, we walkin' in the dark
(Once again, I'm locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Go
Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it back together 'cause it broke apart (damn)
The blind leadin' the blind, we walkin' in the dark
I think that it's contagious, we forever scarred (scarred)
Put diamonds on our chests to ease our achin' heart (burr)
So I keep you close to me so we never apart
You know it comes to light what happens in the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart (go)
I'm just sittin' here with my thoughts, thinkin' 'bout these wars I fought (wars)
And all the flights I caught and all this ice I bought (for what?)
We used to pray for sunny days to take the rain away (the rain)
Guess all the money and the fame can't take the pain away (damn)
Been one a hell of a year, lost two of my closest peers (fuck)
Still can't believe it's real or process they ain't here (it's real?)
The 'Wop is on they job (for real?), the police got a job (for real?)
Bein' a rapper's a dangerous job, so I move like the mob (for real)
No, they can't beat me or defeat me unless I catch a charge (no)
But I ain't gon' make it easy for 'em, I'ma make it hard (Hard)
Say only God can judge (judge), but that's just a façade (façade)
'Cause if you live by the sword, you get judged by the judge (judge)
'Cause these niggas crash dummies (crash dummies)
These niggas really flunkies (really flunkies)
Please don't try to run up, get done up just like that last dummy (grrah)
Hood full of walkin' zombies (zombies)
These niggas really junkies (junkies)
But it ain't just in me, it's on me, so I move like the army (it's Gucci)
Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it back together 'cause it broke apart (damn)
The blind leadin' the blind, we walkin' in the dark
I think that it's contagious, we forever scarred (scarred)
Put diamonds on our chests to ease our achin' heart (burr)
So I keep you close to me so we never apart
You know it comes to light what happens in the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart
Spent Christmas in a cell
My birthday in a jail (fuck)
Couldn't even use the phone, folks had to send me mail (mail)
They all prayed that I fail (they prayed)
Somehow, I still prevail (stayed)
Guess only God can judge (God) and only time will tell (time)
Can't tell the good part of the story and leave out the bad part (huh?)
You out of sight, you out of mind and that's the really sad part (facts)
Didn't wanna listen, mama told him that his head was hard (mom)
Didn't have no vest on, heard they shot him, hit him in the heart
You know it always come to light what happens in the dark (true)
My life look pretty, but my past ugly as Bubba Sparxxx
R.I.P. Young Dolph, forever you'll be in my heart (in my heart)
R.I.P. to Take and Scarr, that shit just broke my heart (Lord)
Can anybody cure me from a broken heart?
And put it back together 'cause it broke apart (damn)
The blind leadin' the blind, we walkin' in the dark
I think that it's contagious, we forever scarred (scarred)
Put diamonds on our chests to ease our achin' heart (burr)
So I keep you close to me so we never apart
You know it comes to light what happens in the dark
No matter what, it still can't ease my broken heart
2Pac died, then Biggie died and it greatly impacted me
Then history repeated itself, repeated itself, repeated itself, repeated itself
First 2Pac died, then Biggie died and it greatly impacted me
Then history repeated itself, repeated itself, repeated itself, repeated itself
Damn
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18KpX4rEqpACjJ57xkHQRx | Gucci Mane | By The Water | I just want a house by the water
Huh?
It's Wizop
Burr (it's Gucci)
(Zaytoven) huh
I just want a house by the water (yeah)
And a b- that p- drip like water (mwah)
And a watch that drip-drip like water (burr)
It's like the money keep flowing like water
P- paint job wet like water
Sloppy bl- wet like water
It's like the bricks just came across the water (go, go)
And I'm 'bout to drop them b- in the water, skrrt
I used to serve a country boy in South Georgia
I charged him 85-hundred for a quarter (well, damn)
Hе tried to snitch on me, get his timе shorter (p-)
I used a stick on him, now his life shorter (grrah, grrah)
Man, I'm 'bout to buy a house in South Florida
F- a backyard, I wanna see water
I'm looking for a new jet, f- Charter
Broke b-, kick rocks, ride MARTA (woo)
Somebody said, "Rich n- work harder" (huh?)
I know the truth, rich n- grind smarter (yeah)
I came home and got the game in order (huh?)
Twin Glocks and they look like twin daughters
I just want a house by the water (yeah)
And a b- that p- drip like water (yeah, yeah)
And a watch that drip-drip like water (bling, blaow)
It's like the money keep flowing like water
P- paint job wet like water
Sloppy bl- wet like water
It's like the bricks just came across the water (go, go)
And I'm 'bout to drop them b- in the water, skrrt
Just signed a book deal, I'm a new author (huh?)
To all you new rappers, I'm your new father (father)
F- all that rap beefing, b- getting slaughtered (get 'em)
That's how these internet rappers get caught up (dummy)
These n- sneak dissing, but I'm not bothered (nah)
So many b- at my show, look like a brothel (damn)
French vanilla cappuccino on a saucer (woo)
And put cream cheese on my bagel like a New Yorker (yeah)
This b- keep following me every show, I think I lost her (f-)
I f- her, then I f- her friend, I double-crossed her (sorry)
Man, I got options, like a QB, man, I tossed her (toss)
My boy just did the Julio with her, he caught her (Julio)
Wop
I just want a house by the water (yeah)
And a b- that p- drip like water (yeah, yeah)
And a watch that drip-drip like water (bling, burr)
It's like the money keep flowing like water
P- paint job wet like water (p-, huh?)
Sloppy bl- wet like water (yeah, yeah)
It's like the bricks just came across the water (go, go)
And I'm 'bout to drop them b- in the water, skrrt
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7gVmBD2sB3tc9k85Zw30TO | Gucci Mane | Big Boy Diamonds (feat. Kodak Black & London on Da Track) | (Get up in a foam right now)
Big boy diamonds (brr)
I'm that big boy stepper, I'm that stepper
All my steps calculated, I'm that stepper, nigga (Free Kodak, ASAP)
Remember that, I'm the one that's stepping, nigga
I'ma step, one thing about me, yeah
I'm in London, got my beat from London (go)
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin' (damn)
This ain't a grill, ice on my teeth, yeah, it's permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin'
Big boy diamonds
Beat down your lady vagina, rockin' the latest designer
Pull off like abracadabra, boo-hoo
Pull right back up in a Jag' with voodoo
Milkin' these bitches like, "Yoo-hoo"
Shit on these niggas, I doo-doo
I'm passin' gas like I farted
Boy, if you smelled it, you dealt it
Water on me like I'm meltin', water
Fuck on your daughter, don't call her, water
Come here, lil' bitch, I'm your father, water
Call me Daddy, I'm your papi
Comin' over, drop the addy
I was on Xannies already, I be on mollies already
Fuck all the talkin', I been done shot 'em already
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin' (damn)
This ain't a grill, ice on my teeth, yeah, it's permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin'
Big boy diamonds
I'ma be icy in Heaven
Diamonds on me and they white like a wife at the wedding
I done shot dice with my celly
I taught a lifer a lesson
I put that knife on the peasant (huh)
I bought the choppers already
Gucci the G.O.A.T. but you know it already (G.O.A.T.)
Scope on the rifle, I'm holdin' it steady
Diamond AP like Elvis Presley, dancin' (Wop)
Play like you hard, but you sweeter than jelly
Bitch, I'm the shit, it ain't shit you can tell me (huh)
Her stomach on flat 'til my dick in her belly
Think I'm a lick, spend a brick on a Presi'
Christmas, I want a stick for a present
Baguette Chopard, it's factory setted (bling)
Run up on Wop and you'll never forget it
I broke the dam, I told 'em to flood it
I want the cash, I don't want the credit
Went in my stash and gave me a budget
My pockets so budgy that bitches is callin' me handsome
That then, was callin' me ugly (huh?)
I caught a rash from countin' the money
I'm changin' the climate like global warming (bling)
She seen the charm and said I'm charming
The watch on my arm, it come with an army
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin'
This ain't a grill, ice on my teeth, yeah, it's permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
I'm a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds, ice on me changin' the climate
She like the way I be vibin'
Big boy diamonds
(Get up in a foam right now)
(Text me, baby, is your body safe right now? Yeah)
(Get up in a foam right now)
(Text me, baby, is your body safe right now? Yeah)
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0h4RTOJWacHhYBXBzPbL2q | Gucci Mane | BRRR B | Yeah (1017)
I watched Barbie with a bitch who look better than-, ayy (brr)
Ayy, I watched Barbie with a bitch who looks better than Margot (she looks bad)
Already know it's me when you see Birkies with the cargos (you already know)
Gotta run it up 'cause I might lose it all tomorrow (run it up)
I done ran it up all by myself, ain't had to borrow (I ain't ask)
I ain't borrow, I had to grind for this shit (on God)
How the fuck I say like any word, and it rhymes with this shit? (How the hell?)
I done stole a couple classes, I take my time with this shit (take my time)
I watched Barbie with a pretty girl that's fine as it gets (she fine as hell)
Damn, I stay with my Barbie, but my pockets flexin', kin to dough (kin)
Bitch, I'm havin' motion, they know me from Chatt' to Kennesaw (I'm havin' motion)
Everything I drop is hot, I make 'em nod like fentanyl (I got 'em noddin')
Ain't it crazy, I could post my pockets and just piss 'em off? (How the hell?)
Missin' dough, please don't try no shit, don't get me started (don't)
Landed off that plane and smoked a blunt, I was in Charlotte (on God)
I might do a show, then take my sister's kids to Target (uh)
You should read a book, you ain't got no face in the market (read a book)
My lil' brother trappin' bubba like it's Facebook Market (my lil' bro)
How the fuck I feel so hot but got my feet under carpet? (How the hell?)
Fuck a fork, I use my hands to eat the beat up, I'm starvin' (fuck a fork)
18 but catching plays, I tell 'em, "D up like Marvin" (D up like Marvin)
All these trappers like that one signer, first name Marvin (Gaye)
Got 'em studying my work, just like my last name Darwin (I feel like Jay)
Feel like Ye, I'm goin' ham, just like my first name Darvin (how the hell?)
When you worth a couple bucks, I swear the words ain't harming (okay, racks)
Ayy, white girl ain't wearing pink, that's Barbie
Standing out, no fitting in (standing out)
Bitch, I'm blowin' gas, ain't back in school, ain't finna hit the pen (this ain't school)
I stayed in that gym until I knew that I wouldn't miss again (shootin' shots)
"Ooh, that cracker ballin' just like Dickinson from Michigan" (ooh, he ballin')
We keep getting sacks up, ain't no switching, send that blitz again (send that blitz)
Already took that pic', but this expensive, wear that fit again (what the fuck?)
You would think I'm mic'd up, let 'em hear me talk my shit again (mic'd up)
Please don't kill my vibe, I'm telling God that I'm gon' sin again (please don't kill my vibe)
Ayy, I watched Barbie with a bitch who look better than Margot (she look bad)
Already know it's me when you see Birkies with the cargos (you already know)
Gotta run it up 'cause I might lose it all tomorrow (run it up)
I done ran it up all by myself, ain't had to borrow (I ain't ask)
I ain't borrow, I had to grind for this shit (on God)
How the fuck I say like any word, and it rhymes with this shit? (How the hell?)
I done stole a couple classes, I take my time with this shit (take my time)
I watched Barbie with a pretty girl that's fine as it gets (she fine as hell)
I'm ridin' in my Don with a black chick but she a blonde (what?)
I put diamonds on my Barbie, I did that shit for fun (brr)
I just signed a jit from Chatt' and ain't even 21 (what?)
I stashed 50 mill' a piece for my daughter and my son (well, damn)
There's times I act just like my dad but look just like my mom (mom)
I put that shit on every day 'cause I ain't even go to prom (huh?)
Every day is money to me, wake up, chase the mun' (the munyan)
My verses is scriptures like the Bible or Quran (huh?)
I don't fear no one but God, my neck's, they weigh a ton (God)
I don't owe nobody nothin', I came in like LeBron (huh?)
I'm at Mr. Chaves in Vegas, now I just ordered prongs (wow)
And he think he the king, but the whole time he just a pawn (it's Gucci)
Ayy, I watched Barbie with a bitch who look better than Margot (she look bad)
Already know it's me when you see Birkies with the cargos (you already know)
Gotta run it up 'cause I might lose it all tomorrow (run it up)
I done ran it up all by myself, ain't had to borrow (I ain't ask)
I ain't borrow, I had to grind for this shit (on God)
How the fuck I say like any word, and it rhymes with this shit? (How the hell?)
I done stole a couple classes, I take my time with this shit (take my time)
I watched Barbie with a pretty girl that's fine as it gets (she fine as hell)
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7tGvocZ15gqrB8ETVxaI7z | Lil Zay | Didn’t Believe | Lil Zay, Guwop, 1017
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
I'ma talk my shit on this one, you heard?
Mississippi, stand up
Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle
I can't settle for anything
Stayed down with this shit, had to maintain
Separated myself in my own lane
And, no, we ain't ridin' no nigga wave
Remember they doubted a nigga
Now it's fuck 'em and whoever with 'em
And it feel like my time right now
Young nigga ran up that bag, they like, "How?"
I'm havin' too much money, ain't no way it's runnin' out
Got one foot in the game, the other foot still in the trap
Gotta take care of the gang, remember days it was a drought
Ayy, ayy, you know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle (huh)
Gotta stack my M's up, so I can't see the hate (can't see the hate)
I just teamed up with Lil Zay, and we got bread to make (Lil Zay)
It's kind of hard to keep it real in this weird world of fakeness (fake)
I'm on a road for this guala, R.I.P. to greatness (R.I.P.)
These niggas don't wanna see you take off, and it's hard to take it (R.I.P. to Take')
I held faith no matter what, them people tried to break it (they can't break it)
Folks call me Gucci, in the bank, they call me Radric (call me what?)
But now my stash done tripled, they be callin' me Mr. Davis (it's Gucci)
You know I am who they said I wouldn't be
I'ma make it, just gotta believe
Gotta do this shit here for the team
I done found us a way out the street
They was just sleep on me, I had to wake 'em up
We was just broke on the block, tryna get it up
New nigga tryna come 'round, we ain't feelin' him
He flexin' that sack, them slimes gon' stick him up
Ayy, I don't fuck with these niggas, can't hang with us
Nigga can't come around me, he ain't havin' none
Got a hundred in diamonds, fuck nigga, add it up
Took off on these niggas, I done passed 'em up
They know we on a whole 'nother level
In my own lane, I got my foot on the pedal
Chasin' them M's and, no, I can't let up
Too many bitches, no way I can settle
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4QfJNQRO8UzhoUS86FXb4u | Gucci Mane | Letter to Takeoff | Letter to Take' (letter to Take')
♪
Huh?
Go
Just left another funeral, I shed a tear (damn)
I'm still in disbelief, I can't believe it's real
I think about the memories, it gives me chills
I'm wondering why they left the fake and took the real (real)
Like, how the fuck we gon' lose Takeoff? Damn, he didn't deserve it
We don't supposed to question God, but damn, Takeoff was perfect (God)
I go from sad to mad, I've been through every stage of grief
We need some time to heal but my job got no work relief (nah)
See we lost Shawty Lo, just months ago, lost PnB (damn)
This world's so crazy, you can't even take your chick to eat (wow)
The way they killed that young boy X, it had me losin' sleep (X)
This shit hit close to home, it's really a sad sight to see (sad)
They killed my nigga 'bout some candy, his folks blamin' me (gone)
Say all my artists go to jail and now they shamin' me (what the fuck?)
But I take it sober, like a soldier, I don't need a bean (nah)
And I told Quavo to use my shoulder if he need to lean (Qua')
I tried to drown the pain away by drinkin' pints of lean (lean)
Until I woke up in a hospital, it wasn't a dream (wow)
It's hard to not think about Dolph, his son, and little girl
And now I think about the life I'm 'bout bring in the world (me)
I said "Don't diss the dead", they said, "Guwop's a hypocrite" (what?)
But I don't have the right to vote, I don't play politics (nah)
They say I'm crazy and I just might be, a little bit (I might)
But you all voted for Herschel Walker, you idiots (wow)
The day we met, chain left my neck, you know I can't forget (Take')
He spoke on Take' with disrespect, got dropped, couldn't cash the check (dropped)
RIP my nigga Randy, died in front of Zesto's (God)
I think about my momma passin', then I pray for Metro (mom)
I think about my nigga, damn, we trapped all off the metro (Damien)
Beeper beepin' in the classroom, got to serve a Zippo (true)
Ventin' 'bout my nigga Take' on the Zay' instrumental (ziggy)
You know I'll keep your name alive, you had so much potential (Take')
They sent you out in first class, the State Farm Arena
You had dope boys mingling with rappers and singers
We lost my friend, we lost my dawg, I lost my little brother
The last words you ever told me was, "Guwop, I love you" (damn)
Long live the rocket
We love you, Takeoff
We miss you already
We never gon' forget you
My condolences to mama Takeoff
Qua', mama Huncho, Coach, the whole QC, Migo family
Let's start givin' our loved ones they flowers while they here
Because it's crazy out here
One day you're here, the next day you could be gone
And it's sad
Takeoff, you will forever be in my heart
It's been over ten years since I met you at my studio
I knew immediately you would be a star
You left behind some amazin' memories that will last forever
There's not a day that goes by that I don't think about you
We talk about you still, and you will never be forgotten
Love, Gucci
♪
Zaytoven (Zaytoven)
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6qKqueXMon3bJReok6oMcV | Gucci Mane | Met Gala Remix (feat. Offset, Sett, Mac Critter, Kato2x) | Hey
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Woo
Mil' in a week (hey)
I bought an iced-out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I'll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money, I'm fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come-ups (come-up)
This a good week, I've been stackin' up M's and I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell and they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin' up formal (fuck the opps crazy, yeah, formal)
Me, 'Set, Wop ain't fuckin' around
You showin' too much and I'm takin' 'em down
Was drippin' in Bape, now I'm Dior'd down
Bitch too foreign, gettin' picked out the crowd
Wop said get 'em, I'm chokin' 'em out (fuck you, nigga)
Hundred K large on me
Big Settoff a problem in the street (I'm a beast)
I'm smokin' your man, he weak (rookie-ass nigga)
SRT, two hundred on the jeep (nigga outta here)
Lil' bad bitch with pretty teeth
Amiri jeans hoodie and bones on my sneaks
Double my cup, wait, Wock' on my seat (damn)
Switchin' these lanes, got her face by my knee (her head)
Two hundred ain't shit to me (nothin', nigga)
I threw a dub in the A on some freaks (lil'-ass money)
Baby, pop Percs with me (come here, baby)
I, I done got the bitch too geeked
Yeah, at the Met Gala, I reek
Two-seater black with the ski, with the glee on me
Do it off the love, know the body be cheap
Move like the mafia, put on for the three (ayy)
Get up close, get ugly, we creep
Fuck your gang, your competition weak
I'm not a scrub, special drop this ski
Got tapped on they head for crackin' that three
I'm one of them ones, they ain't fuckin' with me (one of them niggas)
ABG, it's whatever with me (ABG)
All in the yams, been beatin' with some freaks (freaky-ass)
Beat the hallway, how the fuck AMG? (yeah)
Sippin' on syrup, damn near fell asleep (ayy, Sett, get up, get up, get up)
Yeah, mil' in a month (month)
I put your friend in a blunt (yeah)
392 Scat Pack, do stunts (stunts)
Pretty-ass hoe, she a munch (munch)
With switches and 7.62s, we hunt (brr, boom, boom)
Bitch, I'm a boss, I ain't never been fronted
Yeah, I'm puttin' Wock' in a punch
Ooh, she eat it up for lunch (ooh)
Balenciaga, these glasses prada
When I was broke, they ain't give me a dollar
Burberry collar, I'm smashin' a model
Hoe see these blue hundreds, bet she'll swallow (swallow)
I seen my daddy sell crack as a toddler
Yeah, hundred thousand a week (hundred)
Pop me a yerk and I fuck her to sleep
1017 Icy Gang on my tee
Gotta keep two racks or more on my feet (feet)
You love that bitch, she hoein' for me (goin')
Yeah, that's 50 in a week (ooh)
I just might put some Pucci on her feet (her feet)
1017 topic, they love how I pop it (pop it)
Stuffin' my pockets, bein' broke not an option
Nothin' but exotics, I'm lovin' my options (options)
She exotic with a Coke bottle body (hey)
Mil' in a week (hey)
I bought an iced-out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I'll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money, I'm fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come-ups (come-up)
This a good week, I've been stackin' up M's and I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell and they treated me like I was normal (normal, huh)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings, I just left the Met Gala dressin' up formal (formal)
I'm havin' this shit, but you had it (havin' it)
Show me respect like your daddy's dad (respect)
Gucci the magnet, cash in the cabinet (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk-through, I'm in Dallas, man (walk-through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
Big B's on me, I'm rocking Bally (B's)
They drunk and they just walkin' barely
I'm headed to Paris to pick up a backend, they treat me like one of the Jacksons (go, go, go)
These niggas ain't trappin', ain't makin' transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicin' (baw)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this, I feel like I'm fightin' an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out, it's photographers (flash)
Feds watch me with binoculars (feds)
Mad 'cause a nigga gettin' popular (rawr)
Flexin' so hard, wanna lock me up (flex)
Drop Top Wop, but the top is up (skrrt, skrrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo)
I don't care nothin' 'bout no obstacles (woo, woo)
I could care less 'bout the bloggers, bruh (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, bruh (eighty ball)
Neck hurtin' from Cuban links (go crazy)
Two cars, they thirty apiece (oh, yeah)
My advance went up in a week (on God)
Signing with Wop, these niggas ain't see (ain't see)
Rap shit crazy, she don't wanna leave (she leavin')
I see why rappers pay a bitch to leave (shit ill)
Different color diamonds offset on my teeth (offset)
Nobody got killed, how the fuck is it beef? (Woah)
Warmin' up, know I can't move without heat
Double-R, icy gang, 1018 (oh yeah)
Supreme Forces just to match the machine (go crazy)
All blue hundreds, I don't fuck with the green (I don't fuck with the green)
Two-tone Cuban just to go with my ring
Before I signed a deal, hoes never been mean
Mama made a star on 1016
Big KATO, nigga, don't play green (nigga, the fuck)
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42GI51krEnvF2115Cd1ghV | Gucci Mane | Met Gala (feat. Offset) | Hey
♪
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Woo
Mil' in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I'll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money
I'm fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin' up formal (formal)
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but this is masseuse (skrt)
I'm havin' more stripes than Adidas boost's (havin' that)
Dick in her mouth like I'm edible (dickin' that)
Nigga stop shootin', you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang, I won't let 'em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin' the pipe, aight
This shit started off lice (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin' that shit 'cause he thinkin' he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin' the Glock (bow)
I'm on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Fuckin' a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I'ma play dumb but that's see out the plot (plot)
She know what I'm 'bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin' the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the mania, I'm the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I'm talkin' lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I'm Offset and I'm 'bout to set it off (hey, hey)
Mil' in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money
I'm fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin' up formal (formal)
I'm havin' this shit what you hadn't (havin' it)
Showin' respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I'm in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me, I can't barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin' barely
I'm headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain't trippin', they makin' transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, you be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I'm fightin' an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it's photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad 'cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I don't care for no obstacles
I could care less 'bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)
Mil' in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Phillipe (ice)
Yeah, playin' for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I'm gettin' this money
I'm fuckin' these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin' up Ms
And I'm snatchin' that Wraith in the mornin' (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin' the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dress up formal (formal)
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3VMnisD4d5eU8aDfSRdA2c | Gucci Mane | Dissin the Dead | (8-8-8-8-8-8-8)
♪
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob) Go
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
We need to stop killing each other
The innocent children get hit, people's sisters and brothers (damn)
That's what the preacher man said to his mother
Traumatized child, so he piss on the covers (what?)
Everything sweet 'til it happen to them
My youngin like Shaq and he play 'bove the rim (Shaq)
Don't aim for the Timb, bullets knock off your limbs (grah)
Can't even go to school 'cause they shot up the gym (well, damn)
Considered it lucky you walk with a limp
Better be happy you're walking at all
Don't bring up my name if a killing involved
These niggas be 12, but be breaking the law
Nigga diss me and we went in his jaw
Went in his pocket and went in his car (wow)
All the subliminals pissing me off
My shooters on call and I pass 'em the ball
Why should I cap 'bout my name on a song?
I'm the one put your boy name on a stone
I dissed the dead and I know I was wrong
But I'm shooting like DaBaby, they break in my home
Chopper so close that I'm never alone (grah)
Gucci strapped up like Sylvester Stallone
First they call you a god, then they call you a clone
But my plug tryna bring the dope in on a drone (wow)
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
I don't preach to no one, I just lead by example
When I was a jit, I thought life was a gamble (jit)
You catch a charge now your life is in shambles
Daddy in jail, but your son need them pampers (dad)
You telling the cops 'cause you giving 'em clues
Your face on the news just to get you some views (fool)
Watch the shit now that you say in the booth
'Cause niggas get knocked and start telling the truth (wow)
Put me in your mentions to get some attention
These niggas be gimmicks tryna make up an image (lame)
He dissing and wishing somebody would listen
But niggas'll snitch on they self in a minute
Free all my artists, let them out of prison (free 'em)
Don't make the wrong move and get took opposition
Put 'em on game and I hope that they listen
Don't trick your whole life away like a magician (wow)
You can't stand the heat, you best get out the kitchen (frrt)
Them niggas you with, they turn government witness
Choppers and switches, they really be tripping
In elementary, too big for his britches (whoa)
ARs and Glocks on my road to the riches
And this ain't a speech and I'm no politician (no)
Thieves in the street dead up over some bitches
So get in your bag and please stay out your business (it's Gucci)
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
I know my tongue is a sword, I know I should be more careful with shit that I said (shh)
I feel like I started a trend that's never gon' stop (trend), they gon' keep dissing the dead
None of this shit no pretend, this shit so for real, a nigga get shot in the head
Young nigga wigging on pills and going on drills, we need to stop dissing the dead
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46flHVUXDhQQKkGOPrjNo5 | Gucci Mane | Gucci Flow | (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
♪
Finesse
Too hard
A million dollars don't excite me (at all)
Model bitches can't entice me (at all)
Still a street nigga, white jumpsuit, black Glock, dirty white Nikes (I'm street)
Still'll put them things in a rental (finesse 'em)
Crack his head down the middle (I got 'em)
And I'm certified everywhere I go (go), I don't need a vouch, I'm official (I'm him)
They wanna stop me like Jeffrey Simmons (Jeffrey Simmons)
I'm from Memphis, I grew up and walked to Simmons (Eastside)
If you ain't from the block, you the opposition (opposition)
If you wasn't sellin' dope, you was killin', pimpin' (pimp)
Robbin', stealin' (Rob)
Whatever to get it, just get it (just get it)
It ain't just on me, it's in me (in me)
I speak the truth, I'm a realist (a realist)
I ain't just dedicated, I'm committed (committed)
Pull up, white Polo tee, Palm Angels sweats
VVS baguettes, they knew I was next
Locked down twenty-three hours, one hour wrecked
Look at me now, everything together (everything)
If I changed, I changed for the better
Everybody wanna shine with me, but we ain't stayin' in the rain together
Can't hang together (go)
Gucci finessin', these niggas regressin'
Call me a clone, but I call it progressin' (well, damn)
I went to jail and it taught me a lesson
I took a bird and turned it to a blessin'
Wop got a fetish for chasin' the lettuce
She tryna finesse me to get some baguettes (ho)
Niggas pathetic, diss me and regret it
I took the cash and let them take the credit (wow)
Life is hectic, keep it kosher steady, don't need no medic (woo)
Lost in Vegas, I ain't sweated, picked up a bag and I ain't bet it (no)
My niggas rich with millions, but we felons
Your niggas did the killings, but they tellin' (pussy)
Every time I hit the county, I was sellin'
Brother front the pack, I was seven (true)
Matter of fact, I was in the seven
J's showin' love, call me Kevin
Forgive me, Lord, I really need a reverend (huh)
Play with Wop, you're on your way to heaven (Lord)
Gucci pulled up in a 911 (skrrt)
Raisin' terror like it's 9/11 (mmm)
Took a nigga weapon without a weapon (wow)
He screamin' "Help," but knowin' they can't help him (it's Gucci)
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4m0UPYLbGtjFNclJbFdSfQ | Gucci Mane | All Dz Chainz (feat. Lil Baby) | (Wheezy outta here)
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in the club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
You the type to flex for hoes, I'm the type turn up the bros
I wouldn't give a damn they offered life, you better not break the code
Knowin' bruh ain't sweet, you tryna speak, so they had wiped your nose
So deep off in the street, I signed my life away to sellin' 'bows
New Ferrari cost nine hundred bands, you know I pay it cash
Kind of thick, she just missin' a lil', so I touch up her ass
They just spin, I tell 'em "Spin again, and bro, don't leave your mask"
If I don't go, I'm gon' feel like a hoe, we gon' get on your ass
Fuck the other side, you gon' get blitzed for tryna mediate
I'm gon' run this money up no matter what, yeah, eat away (yeah)
My bullets don't discriminate, don't play with Wop, I demonstrate (wop)
Don't get shot on the interstate, your girlfriend hyperventilate
R.I.P. to Trouble and free Thugger and free Gunna too (Thug)
While you at it, free the Mayor Foo and free my nigga Pooh (pooh)
The DA bring up lyrics in the court, may not be even true (huh?)
And try to pen some shit next to your name that you ain't even do (well, damn)
Fuck the other side, that nigga be shot for tryna duplicate (bah, baow)
Ran off with the swag like they forgot where it originated (huh?)
Fuck the trolls, the blogs, the hoes, and yes-men who be instigating (fuck 'em)
Hit him in the head and he survived, but still a mental patient (ayy)
I don't even have to drop no payments, they feel obligated (huh?)
Shit's so complicated, now the killers be cooperatin' (wow)
Feds investigated, but I made it, never gave a statement (nah)
AKA Big Gucci or Big Guwop, never call me Radric (never)
Ain't nobody safe, so I tote Glock 'cause they don't have a safety (huh?)
I got killers strapped all on the yacht, we the So Icy Navy (Icy Navy)
And I'ma rep EA until I'm eighty, that's the hood that made me
I done sold so many tuna babies, think I'm born in Grady (it's Gucci)
Bitch sayin' I do too much 'cause I got all these chains on
Niggas don't like when we in the club 'cause they get rained on
We get up with niggas, we turn disses into pain song
The feds pick up the case, he got a bond, that money bring him home
How many you got? Just bring 'em all, I'm Mister Get 'Em Gone
I move like a ghost, I'm on the go, four weeks, I switch the phone
I walk in club but I run shit, no cap, I set the tone
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4Ht6ZSdTuOS5wE1DCTq0rp | Gucci Mane | Red Flag | (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Skrrt
That's a red flag
(AJ got them hits, boy)
It's Gucci
(DJ Meech, lil' bitch)
I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching)
He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah)
Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling)
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no)
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?)
She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn)
Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah)
Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah)
Red flag if your Glock ain't a .30 (not a .30)
Get 'em in, get 'em gone in a hurry (woo, woo)
Walk in your trap and take over your trap (your trap)
'Cause they know I do this with an urgency (with an urgency)
Red flag if you ain't never heard of me (never heard of me)
I'm the one post in the hood where the murder be (where the murder be)
Lil' mama bad with an ass like Cardi B (like Cardi B)
She let me fuck for the free, but for you a fee (huh?)
Grey-grey flag, diamond (diamond)
Whole lot of cash from ramen (from ramen)
Plus I can still go post in the hood, they play and it's murder for hire (murder for money)
Ayo, Gato, send me a hundo, I let 'em go for the low, I ain't hidin' (I ain't hidin')
Red flag you fuck with that bag, send a blitz
Have them youngins go stay where you hidin' (where you at?)
No yap (no yap)
Nigga diss 1K, get slapped (get slapped)
Two phones, one strictly trap (straight trap)
Fuck the ho and I'm kickin' her out (straight out)
Red flag, you ain't gettin' no money (no money)
You on internet chasin' that clout (that clout)
Red flag, you cuffin' these hoes (these hoes)
Fly her out, my dick in her mouth (in her mouth)
I'm playin'
I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching)
He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah)
Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling)
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no)
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?)
She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn)
Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah)
Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah)
Wait, how you know the plug, but ain't met the plug? See, that's a red flag
You talkin' 'bout you trap, we know you cappin', he was deadass
Yeah, that's WalkDog pushin' Lambo' truck for breakfast, he just sped past
Be the first one pop my shit when we pop out 'cause I was dead last
I got rich off songs and this phone and this red bag
And I'm hoppin' off a plane, pop Percs for pain 'cause I got jet lag (BigWalkDog)
The plug say, "Pull up," and you gotta wait? That's a red flag
Whole time he fishin' chickens, you the bait, you a dead man
On-on Bouldercrest right by the Texaco
So Icy Walk, the 1017 Eskimo
Just like the spot, pulled in, told her, "Let 'em go"
How you got this, you got that? I'ma tell 'em no
And l can mail a 'bow, and I can mail some more
That's a red flag if you diss, but you scared of smoke
Say it's Za', but it's mid when you smell it though
Can't inhale the dope
Man, it's some bullshit, dog
I can't do no show without no comma, that's a red flag (nah, cha-ching)
He ain't no boss, he can't do what he wanna, now that's a red flag (nah)
Don't confuse these carats with no pointers, that's a red flag (bling)
Dismiss me with that baby mama drama, now that's a red flag (no)
Shorty got more followers than dollars, that's a red flag (huh?)
She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow, now that's a red flag (well, damn)
Bitch, how you grown, but still live with your mama? That's a red flag (woah)
Bitch, how you totin' a bag without no cash? Now that's a red flag (woah)
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49MICz2iDO0E4suYyVYr62 | Enchanting | Issa Photoshoot | Huh (it's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em run that)
It's Gucci
(Big Chant) (T Kee with the sauce)
Big Chant (AJ ruin everything he in)
Go
Ayy, Big Chant got so much stamina, I love fuckin' on camera (flash)
Ferrari, it's a Spider, so I call that bitch tarantula (skrrt)
I'm smokin' on some shit called Pastry
My bitch look like Angela (phew)
Any nigga play with me, I promise I'ma handle him
I ain't ready yet, I'm slippin' on my Gucci set
My trick bought me a new Patek
I hope he don't think he gettin' no sex (bling, blaow)
Only thing I want is neck
Breakin' these niggas, tryna see who next
Only nigga my type gon' spend that check
Who want take me to Wafi and bust my neck (spend that shit)
I need a nigga who gon' pop it 'til I tell him, "Stop it"
He ain't gon' play 'cause he know that I'm poppin'
He know I got options
My diamonds hittin' like they boxin', they say, "Chant obnoxious"
Roll this nigga up like he exotic, nigga say I'm toxic
When I step, I put it on, it's a photoshoot
When I'm in the mall, it's a photoshoot
When I'm in the club, it's a photoshoot
Red beam, ain't no flash, but when it's on, it's a photoshoot
It's a photoshoot, girl, it's a photoshoot
It's a photoshoot, girl, it's a photoshoot
When I'm with my bitches in the zone, it's a photoshoot
Red beam, ain't no flash, but when it's on, it's a photoshoot (go)
Every time my whips come out, it's a photoshoot (yeah)
My life a video, I'm dead fresh in the vocal booth (fresh)
I hit the mall, they takin' pics like it's a photoshoot (yeah)
I tried to hide, but with the Jacob, they gon' notice you (skrrt)
O to one hundred real quick, that's what this Lotus do (zoom)
We international, but y'all just a lil' local crew (well, damn)
I'm so lit, I charge one hundred for an interview (wow)
You wanna talk for free? Must don't know who you talkin' to (no)
I bring my lil' boy to the job and that's a photoshoot (ice)
He got a Patek, ain't even two, that's what I'm 'posed to do (burr)
The paparazzi cameras flash, so let me pose for you (yeah)
I know my foes watchin' my page 'cause that's what hoes will do (it's Gucci)
When I step, I put it on, it's a photoshoot
When I'm in the mall, it's a photoshoot
When I'm in the club, it's a photoshoot
Red beam, ain't no flash, but when it's on, it's a photoshoot
It's a photoshoot, girl, it's a photoshoot
It's a photoshoot, girl, it's a photoshoot
When I'm with my bitches in the zone, it's a photoshoot
Red beam, ain't no flash, but when it's on, it's a photoshoot
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3d19P64cMd5IM6jGGwKcSS | Kay Flock | Geeked Up (feat. Gucci Mane) | (OPM made it hit)
(Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like)
(My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks)
(We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes)
(Trackhawk, they cannot keep up)
(We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes)
(Trackhawk, they cannot keep up)
Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
XD wit' a stick, attached to the beam, so I know I won't miss
Let him run, he get left like he Rick, bullets burn him, watch him twitch
Fuck a cab, he got left in a Lyft, how y'all all linkin' up for a hit?
And thе Dub's to the T's to my dick, I'm tryna spin through, and hangout the whip
I'm tryna hit a goofy in his shit, one got hit in his back and hе tripped
And the other one almost went out like a bitch
I was prayin' to God, make him slip
I'm tryna slide in the Stoley
Let him run, I'ma get wit' his brodie
Don't need to show, I could do this shit doley
Fuck if I'm rich, I'ma still take his Rolly
R.I.P. Naz', yeah, I'll blaze for the crodie
He get got, he could keep what he owe me
He get shot, give a fuck what he told me
Shoot like I'm Curry, I know they can't hold me
Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up (it's Gucci)
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up (go)
N.Y.C. to the A, niggas get shot everyday (baow, baow)
They find out where you stay, and they gon' come where you lay (come to the crib)
Me and my gang don't play, got soldiers, on watch with the 'K (on watch with the-)
You pussy, better watch what you say, and this better stay out the way (stay out my face)
I put a opp in his place, like both got shot in the face (got shot in the what?)
Thought he was runnin' the race, but now he just runnin' in place (can't even run)
I got bodies, like a drill rapper, I ain't cappin', I'ma real rapper
Even before I had a deal, ask 'em, Gucci labelled as a real trapper ('Wop)
Gucci and Kay Flock, leave a nigga cold
But the Glock on my hip, yeah, it stay hot (brr)
Try to pull the Wraith out, but he got the Wraith shot
And 12 on my block tryna stakeout (damn)
Let my nigga shake out, got him on max
And I know he gettin' mad, wanna break out (damn)
Walkin' with a shake out, blow up your tank-top
Stay out the top, knock your brains out (ugh)
Money, I don't think out, but a nigga dream 'bout
Went from a jail to a dream house
Started from the trap, I was ichin' out to scrap
I was so many pieces, it's a green house
AKA the codeine house
Hunnid' pints in, so we called it the Lean House (Lean)
Gucci Mane, yeah, I'm the king now
Used to be the plug, but now he just a fiend now (Gucci)
Like, I pour me a six, now I'm geeked up, like
My shooters pull up in them Jeep trucks
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
We shoot at your gang, switchin' through lanes
Trackhawk, they cannot keep up
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0JvnmNjMnTQMRizhrKzMSO | Gucci Mane | Look Ma I Did It | Hold on, hold on, alright
1-0-1-7
Baby Racks, Baby Racks (Baby Racks)
Racks (Long Money Wop)
I'm loaded, Baby Racks (loaded)
(Honcho on the beat) Go
You trippin', do it to 'em
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it (it's Gucci)
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it (yeah)
Go
I heard you broke, yeah, you trippin
I made twenty thousand just sittin' in the kitchen (yeah)
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it (mama)
My reefer be louder than three-fifty engines (skrrt)
These niggas had counted me out (nah)
Now they mention my name when they tryna gain clout (ha)
I don't know what that's 'bout
I keep them bands in a drought (bands)
They comin' in, comin' out (yeah)
Bitch, I look like I'm a dollar sign
You don't see that, then you colorblind
I get the money ahead of time
These niggas green like a dandelion
Play with my money, get penalized
These niggas poppin' on Facebook Live
We used to go in on three-fives
I can go snatch my own P now
Your bitch get snatched like a rebound
Don't got no time for no handouts
I'm the one you shouldn't play 'round
I been a boss, this ain't overnight
High as a Delta flight
Hundreds be older than Betty White
Diamonds be shinin' like city lights
Playin' with sticks like it's Fisher-Price
This shit get scary like poltergeist
Baby Racks, yeah, that's my copyright
Pockets be fat, but my skinnies tight
Say he want smoke, then it's on sight
We just gon' pop up with no invite
Yeah, boy, you real funny like Peter
Got stripes like Adidas
These niggas be singin' like Keisha
I need me a bitch just like Gina
I'm selfish as fuck, I keep buyin' two-seaters
I'ma just fuck on her, you can still keep her
I'm just sellin' dope like it's legal
Might just go get a white beamer
Havin' more spots than a cheetah
Drop a deuce, that's that Regeta
I heard you broke, yeah, you trippin
I made twenty thousand just sittin' in the kitchen
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it
My reefer be louder than three-fifty engines (skrrt)
These niggas had counted me out
Now they mention my name when they tryna gain clout (yeah)
I don't know what that's 'bout (nah)
I keep them bands in a drought
They comin' in, comin' out (huh?)
I'm so rich, can't call me trick if I pay up
I used to trap out a room in Decatur (skrrt)
All in Las Vegas, wave "Hi" to the haters (hi)
My outfits is tailored, big tippin' the waiter (wow)
I'm comin' trim, like it come with the Trina
Out on the yacht with no shoes, rockin' Lennon (yeah)
Industry niggas be actin' like bitches
Too feminine, I'd rather collab with women
When I got on, I put folks in position
I had a vision, started in the kitchen
My hustle relentless, the purest intentions
Woke up in Simi Valley with no picket fences (damn)
I can not stop 'til I run up a billion
I'm tryna stack these M's up to the ceilin' (damn)
I'm at the top, but I come from the trenches
Big Mama look down, be like, "Gucci, you did it" (mama)
I heard you broke, yeah, you trippin
I made twenty thousand just sittin' in the kitchen
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it
My reefer be louder than three-fifty engines (Skrrt)
These niggas had counted me out
Now they mention my name when they tryna gain clout
I don't know what that's 'bout (nah)
I keep them bands in a drought
They comin' in, comin' out (bands)
My last bitch showed me that these hoes wasn't nothin
So I'ma just marry the money
Me and Ben Franklin got something in common
I might propose with a bag full of hundreds
Say he got P's, well, I need me a dozen
I might just go put 'em all in the oven
Watch how them racks come back, lookin' so lovely
Money the only topic in discussions
You know all my bitches exquisite
I'm tryna go get it
Might just take your bitch to Spondivits
My pockets be looking like spinach
All of my cars, they be tinted
So you cannot see who in it
They tryna fuck up my image
Bitch, I'm Pablo in the city
I might just come with a fifty
I cannot stop 'til I push up in Bentleys, Bentleys, Bentleys
I heard you broke, yeah, you trippin
I made twenty thousand just sittin' in the kitchen (yeah)
They said I couldn't do it, but look, ma, I did it (mama)
My reefer be louder than three-fifty engines (skrrt)
These niggas had counted me out (nah)
Now they mention my name when they tryna gain clout (ha)
I don't know what that's 'bout
I keep them bands in a drought (bands)
They comin' in, comin' out (yeah)
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78HAZ5ttnJ1O8plGrKhvyi | Gucci Mane | Gelati (feat. Peewee Longway & BigWalkDog) | Richard Mille gave my wrist frostbite
Standin' in the traphouse, trappin' in all white (all white)
Blue ball Ferarri, we ain't chop at the red light
Drop on my seat, know I ride with my ID (ID)
I can make a famous give shoutouts for IG (IG)
Bitch in the booby trap, go-go for pop me (pop me)
He low-low for body, get smoked like Gelati (Gelati)
Dope out the dollar, we throw the narcotics (narcotics)
Dancin' erotic, got dope in her body (ayy)
Bought the Bentayga, couldn't do the lil' mozzy (skrrt, skrrt)
My bitch look like Megan, don't do nothin' but swallow
I call her Lil' Kim, drink nut out the bottle
I'm like, "Bitch, go fuck for a dollar" (I'm like)
I'm too rich, Valentino my collar (I'm like)
Thick bitch can't take this, she holler (I'm like)
Got tricked by the jeweler, she way too hollered
They checkin' my ink, say they love my graffiti
Gave me two million, I bought me Ibiza
Rockin' on Meek in Ibiza, I'm watchin' for Peter
I gave this apiña the meaner
Literally, literally, they can't get rid of me
Mill' in a Rome, I roam in Cecile
Charlie go big at me, big, is you kiddin' me?
I'm the head nigga, the end of vacinity
Blast on my enemies, shit on the industry
Try me, I get you knocked off, like the Kennedy
Gorilla like Willie B, cool like a sinner be
Shoutout the industry, fucked up my image
Negative energy impact my synergy
Now I can't buy it unless it's a ticket
12 pull me over, I tore up the ticket
Niggas be hoes, they whorin' to kick it
Niggas be dissin' and snitchin' and givin' descriptions
Then wake up with crickets and fishes
You gon' be found by a fisherman, act like you Gilligan
Gucci, you know I'm a villain
I beat you up mentally, figuratively, physically
I'm tension like insulin, niggas be bitches
I find it sickenin', show 'em no sympathy
No time for friends, I cut off his hands (his hands)
Richard Mille gave my wrist frostbite
Standin' in the traphouse, trappin' in all white (all white)
Blue ball Ferarri, we ain't chop at the red light
Drop on my seat, know I ride with my ID (ID)
I can make a famous give shoutouts for IG (IG)
Bitch and the boobies tryna go, go for papi
We low-low for body, get smoked like Gelati (Gelati)
Dope out the dollar, we throw the narcotics
Dancin' erotic, got dope in her body (ayy)
Bought the Bentayga, couldn't do the lil' mozzy (skrrt, skrrt)
My bitch look like Megan, don't do nothin' but swallow
I call her Lil' Kim, drink nut out the bottle
I'm like, "Bitch, go fuck for a dollar" (I'm like)
I'm too rich, Valentino my collar (I'm like)
Thick bitch can't take this, she holler (I'm like)
Got tricked by the jeweler, she way too hollered
Look, went around the corner, might order me a mink (brr)
Diamonds set ghost, fifteen hundred for a teeth
If the table been full, how the fuck you gon' eat?
Chains VS1, car CTS-V
If you keep it P, then there's money in the street (ms)
Worth like a couple Ms, they'll murder for you me
I was in the Lamb' truck with a thirty on the seat (pff)
Two bands for Chanel, that's a 'bow on my feet
She a real freak, she'll slap it on the cheeks (hey)
She a down bitch, she'll set you up for free
Take it to the wrong hood, they'll find you in the trees
Half a bird on me now, I don't work at Hattie B's (uh)
Spend a bag now, turn my bitch Patek pink
Add a condo on the collar, Gucci shipped from overseas
Cuban turned my neck froze, diamonds super low degrees (bling)
Call me Money Making Walk 'cause I make this shit with ease
All VVS stones, boy, we come from EBT (yeah)
I ain't go to BET (no), I was posted in the streets
With a diamond AP, havin' Richard Mille dreams
'Member Bugle Boy jeans, now it's 'Miri with Supreme
It don't take much for my clique to get seen
Old head from the island said I'm doin' my ting
Spent sixteen just to buy my ring
I don't shoot no ball, I don't play for no team
BigWalk like Kareem
Richard Mill' gave my wrist frostbite
Stay in the trap house, trappin' in all white (all white)
Dubai Ferarri, we ain't choppin' at the red light
Drop on my seat, know I ride with my ID (ID)
I can make a famous give shoutouts for IG (IG)
Bitch in the booby trap, go-go for pop me (pop me)
He low-low for body, get smoked like Gelati (Gelati)
Dope out the dollar, we throw the narcotics (narcotics)
Dancin' erotic, got dope in her body (ayy)
Bought the Bentayga, couldn't do the lil' mozzy (skrrt, skrrt)
My bitch look like Megan, don't do nothin' but swallow
I call her Lil' Kim, drink nut out the bottle
I'm like, "Bitch, go fuck for a dollar" (I'm like)
I'm too rich, Valentino my collar (I'm like)
Thick bitch can't take this, she holler (I'm like)
Got tricked by the jeweler, she way too hollered
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6x3gud5JkOSGYJpRUYN1Gg | Quavo | Us vs. Them (feat. Gucci Mane) | Yeah
Uhm
DJ Durel
Yes, sir
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (skrr)
"How he get that? " Ssh, just know we got it in (brr)
Yeah, my partner 50 Cent, he shot many men (brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
I'ma spin (spin, spin), we gon' slide (slide)
Drop that pin, pussy nigga, come outside (come outside)
I been runnin' up that chicken, I ain't tired (go)
Ain't shed another tear since when my grandma died (grandma)
I got an all white Rolls with the bloody guts inside (yep)
Think shit sweet, then try it
Steppin' in shoes that's not your size (niggas ain't steppin')
The back of the Maybach, I sit and recline (thinkin' 'bout what?)
And I got Franklins all on my mind, then chrome, then spine (what else?)
Chrome the 9 (then what?) And bulletproof the ride (skrrt)
We spin the block and yell out, "He ain't outside" (where he at?)
Heard he got a weddin', he must be the bride (bitch)
I take them pies, subtract them and divide (takeoff)
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (skrr)
"How he get that? " Ssh, just know we got it in (brr)
Yeah, my partner 50 Cent, he shot many men (brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Woo)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Huncho)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
Drop the pin, then we goin' in, flip the switch and win (go)
Wide body snatch out the back, almost crashed the Benz (skrr)
If she start trippin', try her friend, now I fuck her twin (smash)
Told your bitch to pop that pussy, plenty more to spend (ugh)
'Case your boy start hookin', then I'm jumpin' in (hey)
Came from nothin', now my Lambo' look like dolphin fins (sky)
You sniffed a bowl full of rice, then I'ma call you Glen (snortin')
Droppin' narcotics devices over prison fence (gone)
Hold that down, handle my business, nigga, let's get it (let's get it)
Nigga, I'm with you, 150 (ugh)
Nigga, it's us versus them for the city (woo)
I know that you scared, you shitty (you scared)
I'm standin' on all the business (on business)
I'm feelin' like Steph and Klay (splash)
We pull up, hit all the swishes (on God)
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (fuckin' win)
Pulled up with that bitch, then pulled off with her friend (skrr)
"How he get that? " Ssh, just know we got it in (brr)
Yeah, my partner 50 Cent, he shot many men (brr)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Who?)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Bitch)
If it's us versus them, who you think gon' win? (Us)
Better not drop that pin (drop it), we gon' spin again
How you think gonna beat the Wop? You know you gonna lose (huh)
Why bring her to the function when you know she wanna choose? (Yeah)
Free Young Thug and Gunna, while you at it Pooh and Foo (slime)
Let my niggas out, you know they havin' somethin' to do (brick)
A street nigga can turn exec' and I'm the livin' proof (wop)
I pull up in a Roadster, had to stop to test the roof (drop)
Real street nigga when I'm in and out the booth
Why when niggas tell they stories, they just sprinkle in the truth? (Well damn)
When they say it's up, it's stuck, gotta be careful how you move (uh)
Bullets go through windows, gotta watch the words you choose
The AR got to jerkin', burned his hand and left a bruise
When them bodies start to drop, they screamin' "Stop, let's call a truce"
Fuck the other shit, I'm goin' for the win (fuckin' win)
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605q55PSYbR26lHjamODIz | Gucci Mane | First Impression (feat. Quavo & Yung Miami) | It's Guwop (Honorable)
Ha
Burr
♪
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I can't wait to get you naked (well, damn)
You got my dick hard as the department of corrections (wow)
So stop with all that flexin', baby, bitch, don't miss your blessing (woah)
You only get one chance to make the first impression (it's Gucci)
I'm all in her intestines to make sure that she get the message (go, go, go)
She let me hit it once and now she comin' back for seconds (mwah)
That pussy broke the record, have you nuttin' in 60 seconds (uh, Miami) (wow)
He wanna fuck for kicks and I gotta fuck if he cheat (period, hol' on)
Let a nigga hit one time, now he buyin' Patek Phillippe (Patek)
Rich nigga, good dick, I gave him ass to eat (ass to eat)
Gucci purse and a Patek off of pussy power, now that's pushin' P (okay, okay)
Good credit, long hair, pretty skin, pussy way better (that's pushin' P)
Cuban neck, diamonds wet, Fiji water, clit way wetter (that's wet)
Give a nigga 30 seconds, he'll swear he a go-getter
Bet I leave a nigga where he stand, City Girls pop at Coachella (period)
Ass sittin' pretty, give it what it's supposed to
Take a jet, buy a house, bad bitch been bicoastal(phew)
Private sets, quick to block a nigga if he ever ask me to post him (blah)
Project bitch, if he ain't got no Wraith, then I might ghost him (on God)
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I can't wait to get you naked (well, damn)
You got my dick hard as the department of corrections (wow)
So stop with all that flexin', baby, bitch, don't miss your blessing (woah)
You only get one chance to make the first impression (it's Gucci)
I'm all in her intestines to make sure that she get the message (go, go, go)
She let me hit it once and now she comin' back for seconds (mwah)
That pussy broke the record, have you nuttin' in 60 seconds (soo, soo, soo, soo) (wow)
She suckin' and fuckin' me, suckin' and fuckin' me
Suckin' and fuckin' me, I be the blessing
Put an arch on your back, let me teach you a lesson (woah)
Sexy and sexy, it's wet and it's sweaty
Like Tiffany Haddish, lil' baby, she ready (woo)
Don't want no spaghetti but buy you baguettes
Her last nigga broke and her last nigga petty
Hit from the back and that bitch did the Gritty (smash)
Phew, bitch did the Gritty
On the passenger's side while I play with her kitty (mwah)
On 85 while I ride through the city (skrrt)
She took a G6, it's started gettin' wicked (woah, soo)
It's started gettin' wicked
Had to fuck with the five, he grippin' (goddamn)
And she fuck with some niggas we don't like (who?)
I don't give a fuck, pussy be hittin' (damn)
Called Rihanna and put her in Fenty (brr)
I'm a millionare, baby, you trippin' (go)
All this money gon' cover expenses (okay)
First impression, you get my attention (let's do it)
And she bad, she came out the trenches (she bad)
Lil' ghetto, lil' bitch independent (ooh)
Fuck a rich nigga, baby, start trendin'
Fuck a rich nigga, baby, start trendin' (yeah)
Ain't no postin' me, don't need to mention
Fucked me so good, just come get your extension
Bottle for bottle, she keep on sippin' (what?)
Gargle for gargle, she go down in Guinness (ah)
Had to bag out the fire for the digits
Lil' hood bitch, so I go, "Don't be a menace" (woo)
Got a ring on her tongue and her titties
She tattoo my name, I'll never forget it (oh)
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I can't wait to get you naked (well, damn)
You got my dick hard as the department of corrections (wow)
So stop with all that flexin', baby, bitch, don't miss your blessing (woah)
You only get one chance to make the first impression (it's Gucci)
I'm all in her intestines to make sure that she get the message (go, go, go)
She let me hit it once and now she comin' back for seconds (mwah)
That pussy broke the record, have you nuttin' in 60 seconds (wow)
Smokin' like a chimney, brought a lot of money with me
This a night you gon' remember, baby, how you gon' forget me? (Wow)
I gave her dick for breakfast and now she talkin' reckless (huh?)
Say I'm her baby daddy, I ain't even got her pregnant (well, damn)
I fucked her with protection, but we instantly connected (yeah)
Nothin' like them other hoes that I instantly rejected (hoe)
Don't compare me to your exes, I like money more than sex
Way before I had a check (cha-ching), no, I always had a check (bling)
I'ma shoot for my respect (grrah), I'ma kill for this Patek (bah, bah)
Niggas thought they caught me lackin', dinner date with my new blick (grrah)
'Case these niggas think they slick and think I'm thinkin' with my dick (huh?)
I can't put my dick in just anything, I'm way too fuckin' rich (no)
Think the driver know we fuckin', had to leave old dude a tip (yeah)
I'm hittin' her from the back, he 'bout to damn-near wreck my whip (yeah, yeah, yeah)
The way I'm suckin' her tits, you think I'm tryin' to get some milk (milk)
We left no evidence, she lick my kids straight off her lip, ugh
You never get a second chance to make a first impression (huh?)
We both know that you're sexy, I can't wait to get you naked (well, damn)
You got my dick hard as the department of corrections (wow)
So stop with all that flexin', baby, bitch, don't miss your blessing (woah)
You only get one chance to make the first impression (it's Gucci)
I'm all in her intestines to make sure that she get the message (go, go, go)
She let me hit it once and now she comin' back for seconds (mwah)
That pussy broke the record, have you nuttin' in 60 seconds (wow)
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3mDJbXIpV9osy8d3TCw9hh | Gucci Mane | Publicity Stunt | 1017 (blrrd)
He tryna pull a publicity stunt (damn)
These rappers be pussy, they bleed once a month
Don't speak on my name, don't get put in a blunt
You can diss all you want, still won't get a response (nah)
It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint (slam)
Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (nah)
Live by the gun, then you die by the gun (baow)
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done
My nigga got bond, and he went on the run (go)
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front (dump)
Droppin' the ceilin', I'm thinkin' I'll dump (dump)
Kill for a livin' and murder for fun (graow)
We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt (no)
Nah, we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt (go)
Why you diss me for publicity nigga? (Huh?)
Is you in the streets or a industry nigga? (Well damn)
Is you my fan or my enemy, nigga?
My money too grown to be kiddin' with niggas (it's long)
I beat it with niggas, play talk on the bunk
One nigga didn't pay, he got stabbed and runned up (huh, uh)
Say he my opp but try dappin' me up (graow)
Give a round of applause 'cause we clappin' him up (clap)
Trappers "R" Us, come in traffic with us
Gon' finesse on your bitch, go to Texas with us (nah)
Say we the reason the prices went up
I ran off on the plug and I doubled it up (ew)
These old niggas just don't know when to shut up (shh)
Better call yourself lucky if you walk on a crutch
I got long arms, I can reach out and touch you
We got them singers, they send off to Russia
Ain't no disputin', I kill like I'm Putin
Got a truck full of shooters, I move like I'm Trump
Soldiers stand guard for me like I'm Obama
Try go get some gas and got killed at the pump
Say you got hits, but, look, you in a slump
Say that you rich but you live in a dump
My jit go retarded, a switch on the pump (yeah)
Tell him shoot when he open, he say he wanna dump (shoot, baow)
He tryna pull a publicity stunt (damn)
These rappers be pussy, they bleed once a month (yeah)
Don't speak on my name, don't get put in a blunt (shh)
You can diss all you want, still won't get a response (ha)
It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint (slam)
Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want (I know)
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (no)
Live by the gun, then you die by the gun (graow)
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done (no)
My nigga got bond, and he went on the run (go, go, go, go)
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front (trunk)
Droppin' the ceilin', I'm thinkin' I'll dump (dump)
Kill for a livin' and murder for fun (graow)
We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt (nah)
Nah, we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt (go)
It's free Pooh and Foo 'til it's backwards, you bastards (Foo)
"Why you sign goons?" I don't fuck with these rappers (Foo)
Claim that they real, but they know they some cappers
I take a trap and I make 'em go platinum
Fuck makin' excuses, I'm makin' it happen
I put that shit on, and spend ten K on fashion (I do)
Trick on the bitch like I'm Robert Kardashian (I do)
Makin' more money than you can imagine (I will)
When you caught lackin', that's when they attackin'
Thought I was splurgin', didn't know I was stackin' (didn't know)
White and gold jewelry, they said I was tacky (brr)
She gave me head and I gave her a rack (woo)
It came out his mouth, now he can't take it back
Watch what you say, who you callin' a rat?
These niggas spread gossip then call it a fact
'Fore we give a statement, we'll lay on the mat (wow)
Free all the soldiers who never roll over
Who fight for their life, gotta sleep with a knife
Dawg went to trial and they gave him a life
But he won his appeal, now he covered in ice (brr)
Young nigga mixin' codeine with the Sprite (lean)
He gon' bust you, gon' sign it and get three hundred likes (graow)
Shouts to Adidas, he steppin' for stripes
And give back to the hood, I bought three hundred bikes (it's Gucci)
He tryna pull a publicity stunt (damn)
These rappers be pussy, they bleed once a month (damn)
Don't speak on my name, don't get put in a blunt (shh)
You can diss all you want, still won't get a response (huh)
It's still free the gang 'til they get out the joint
Stop beatin' 'round the bush and just to the point (slam)
You wanna be me, I know what you want (no)
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (damn)
Live by the gun, then you die by the gun
Ain't gotta cap 'bout the shit that I done
My nigga got bond, and he went on the run (pew)
Got my roof in the trunk and my trunk in the front (dump)
Droppin' the ceilin', I'm thinkin' I'll dump (dump)
Kill for a livin' and murder for fun
We ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt
Nah, we ain't 'bout to pull no publicity stunt
(I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006)
(I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006)
(I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006)
(I thought you felt like Gucci Mane in 2006)
(Well damn)
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1qbqP15RKuH5UHbHkuSsmm | Gucci Mane | Rumors (feat. Lil Durk) | (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(DJ Meech, lil' bitch)
♪
Them niggas get on y'all ass, y'all play with me like I ain't worse
Tryna gossip up the blogs like y'all ain't said my name first
He a junkie, he ain't shot his gun yet, he blame Percs
Shot a video and had a shootout in the same shirt
What you know about popping out and trying to hit they face first?
They like Smurk, "Your ass be tripping, better put your case first"
Choking who? I heard them rumors, niggas better play slow
I don't want no niggas who you catch, I want the one I paid for
We on his ass, he in the A, you see how long they stay for
Ain't no hotel room, we pop outside the Hyatt with dracos
Hellcats, they get off any scene, the police chase those
Trolling ass, we shot your homie, we ain't know he can take those
If I say your name, don't post it, opps be on all kind of shit
Ain't got time to watch your page to see if niggas died or shit
I know bitches set you up, literally, niggas dying to hit
In this industry, ain't what it seem, this shit be counterfeit
Ain't no lacking, she say I'm a nigga from the trenches with a accent
Why you asking me who shot your homie, why you asking?
You got my number, you post shit on the 'Gram, you moving backwards
You lucky I don't be doing shit for the 'Gram, you niggas cowards
Better not believe no rumors, rest in peace to Koopa
I jumped on the school bus and I had brung a Ruger
Always drank an 8th of Act', I never drunk a cooler
They get your location, they might pop outside in Ubers
When his goofy ass jumped in the streets? His ass a hooper
I know this shit don't matter, I took a shower with a cougar
Bring him out retirement, he gon' kill you for that mula
Catch him in the morning, wake him up, that boy a rooster (go)
He took it to trial, I tried to tell him it was stupid (I knew it)
They gave him so much time, his knees got weak and he was woozy (damn)
Watch the shit you say, the feds be listening to the music
And they gon' take your lyrics and build a case and try to use it
D.A. dropped my murder, didn't have evidence to prove it (nah)
I think my house is haunted, yeah, by who? The ghost of Pookie (woah)
He ain't killed nobody but keep rapping about the shootings (pussy)
Still ain't got revenge yet but keep making up excuses (wow)
Cuz done drank so much lean that his gut got big as Gucci's (lean)
Told him quit while he ahead and don't go out like Whitney Houston (huh?)
He got caught without it, now they robbing him for his rubies (woah)
He wouldn't give it up, so he got buried in his Cuban (it's Gucci)
Better not believe no rumors, rest in peace to Koopa
I jumped on the school bus, and I had brung a Ruger
Always drank an 8th of Act', I never drunk a cooler
They get your location, they might pop outside in Ubers
When his goofy ass jumped in the streets? His ass a hooper
I know this shit don't matter, I took a shower with a cougar
Bring him out retirement, he gon' kill you for that mula
Catch him in the morning, wake him up, that boy a rooster
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4vUtEXfPAcLYcUtQjNaXEc | Gucci Mane | Mrs. Davis | Got it on me, I'ma cut the fool
I ain't wait on IG to check a motherfucker
30, you're a fool for this motherfucker
♪
Huh, brr
Guwop
Yeah, go
Happy wife, happy life, I took my own advice (huh)
I think about my wife and all that she had to sacrifice (yeah)
Real humble beginnings, now our life different
My bitch worth a half a billi', yeah, my wife different (oh damn)
So I ain't got no time for these momentary sluts (no)
I still remember visits that you made to Terre Haute (huh)
It's our anniversary, like Toni, Toni, Toni (Toni, Toni, Toni)
No Instagram relationships, that other shit be phony (fake as hell)
Had to buy her two rings 'cause we got married twice (bling)
A million-dollar push present 'cause she carry ice (wow)
When I think about my life, they tried to give me life (life)
Havin' wet dreams 'bout my spouse while I'm clutchin' on my knife
Every time we have fun, I end up with a son (ice)
Mix the reefer with the rum, and then I make her cum
Turned the house into a home, or should I say a mansion (true)
Now we workin' on our second one 'cause ain't no second chances (true)
I was at my worst, so you deserve my best (yeah)
I treat you like a queen (queen) 'cause you deserve the best (best)
Said I'd get 20 years, she didn't break a sweat (nah)
Went from kissin' in the jail (mwah), to kissin' on a jet (vroom)
It's diamonds on her wrists (bling), it's diamonds on her neck (brr)
You showed me loyalty, so you get all my respect (baow)
Yeah, it's diamonds on your fists (bling), and diamonds on your neck (brr)
It's love and loyalty, so you get all my respect (damn)
You know you special to me, that's why you got my last name (huh)
Drop a 60 on a jet (60), just like Kobe last game (Kobe)
I put emeralds on your ring (emeralds), and diamonds on your bag (diamonds)
All them Hollywood love affairs, they don't ever last (no)
She don't judge me on my past, I'm so glad she crossed my path (yeah)
See the way I handle business I remind her of her dad (dad)
Even helped to lift my spirits on them days when I was sad (sad)
Even helped to calm me down (down) on them days when I was mad (mad)
Changed your name to Mrs. Davis (Davis), and our bond is super sacred (sacred)
Let's have another baby (baby), I just need somebody to play with (ice)
And when I'm growin' old, I know I'll have someone to stay with (true)
These bitches might know Gucci, but it's rare if they know Radric (ooh)
We went from visits in them cages to performin' on stages (performin')
After shows, we hit the suite, I swear the sex was so amazin' (so)
They tryna spread these narratives that we some bad parents (no)
I take care of my kids, their mommas, and they grandparents (all of them)
I'm not doin' no cappin', I'm bein' honest, no comparin' (no cappin')
You know the Wop just pulled up in, everybody starin' (skrr)
Hopped out three seasons McLaren, there go Ice parents (skatin')
ATL Jacob and walk my J up, still glarin' (brr)
I was at my worst, so you deserve my best (yeah)
I treat you like a queen (queen) 'cause you deserve the best (best)
Said I'd get 20 years, she didn't break a sweat (nah)
Went from kissin' in the jail (mwah) to kissin' on a jet (vroom)
It's diamonds on her wrists (bling), it's diamonds on her neck (brr)
You showed me loyalty, so you get all my respect (baow)
Yeah, it's diamonds on your fists (bling) and diamonds on your neck (brr)
It's love and loyalty, so you get all my respect (damn)
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4QuHocEDSrLpkxxFVeZn79 | Gucci Mane | Serial Killers | (Band)
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (free the gang, 1017, brr)
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created
(Let the band play)
Go
I look in the mirror and look at a killer
I grew up with niggas crop you out the picture (huh)
Bodies keep stackin' up year after year
Got these young niggas thinkin' thеy serial killers (wow)
Totin' choppers with switchеs, they scratch off the serial (grrah)
Left blood in the whip and fucked up his interior (ugh)
Watch what you say 'cause this shit can get real
And watch how you move unless you made of steel (damn)
Shot in the car and now God got the wheel (grrah)
These niggas I'm with, they got bodies for real (God)
My dawg just got out, he did twenty-some years
'Cause he took it to trial, but he lost his appeal (free him)
I went to school with some serial killers
They break in your house, then eat cereal with you (huh?)
The same nigga cut first period with you
Watch who you trust, they might be out to get you (damn)
And one more step, you get put in the Swisher
Say the wrong thing, get put in a Backwood (woo)
Wipe a nigga nose, no tissue, bless him
Last nigga tried me found in the backwoods
Ain't none of these crews more vicious (no)
Just play a good role and they sure can act good
Plenty folks in my business (bless you)
Nigga spoke on my name and got smoked like a Packwood
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh) (it hurts)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (yeah)
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (yeah)
How many bags in my trap in a day?
My shooter a cheetah, we stalkin' the prey
If he get caught, ain't no walkin' away
And we ain't doin' no talkin', just talk to the 'K (brrr)
These little bitty niggas better stay in they place
'Cause they like to play games and they know I don't play (wow)
Playin' with Wop, it ain't nobody safe
It won't be no more rats, ain't nobody safe (nah)
He must got angels that's watchin' from Heaven
Wasn't his time, he got shot in the face (woo)
Main Slime say he got caught on the seventh
He thinkin' 'bout droppin' a tape on the eighth
These niggas ain't real, these niggas some fakes
That pressure put on 'em, these niggas'll break (pussy)
Free every artist behind the gate (free 'em)
That made a mistake, hell, give 'em a break (free 'em)
Foo tryna parole out, they gave him a date (Foo)
He gettin' impatient, he tryna wait (huh)
The district attorney keep tryna hate
He fightin' the feds and fightin' the state (Foo)
I did some time with some sick-minded niggas
Stabbed in his cell and left blood on the pillow (ugh)
Free all the hitters that keep it official
Not the ones in the booth that turn serial killer (damn)
I've given up this time (shh, shh) (yeah)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage (I'm tellin' the truth when I'm teaching to you)
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh) (you niggas get caught and start tellin' the truth)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (serial killers on the 'Gram and in the booth)
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage (haha)
It hurts when I'm alive (it's Big Wop) (shh, shh)
Alive on this Earth that you think that you've created (burr)
♪
I've given up this time (shh, shh)
I don't like the way that you're holding me hostage
It hurts when I'm alive (shh, shh)
Alive on this earth that you think that you've created
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5DBGRsYTwKOihePShbRoHX | Gucci Mane | Blood All on it (feat. Key Glock, Young Dolph) | (Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Okay, ayy
Cash out if I want it (for real, though)
The money got blood all on it (for real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah
The money got blood all on it (for real, though)
Bad bitches with me on it (for real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (damn)
He said, it's fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (got 'em)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes
(Racks, ayy, what you do, nigga?)
Took the motor out a 'Vette, put it in a Chevelle (switch it up)
Do my dirt all by myself 'cause these niggas gon' tell (I swear)
She look like God sent her from Heaven, but she fine as hell (bad)
I'm sendin' strong to five states, man, I just broke my scale (uh)
Lil' cuz just caught a murder charge and I just post his bail (yeah)
Doing donuts in a 'Rari, I'm a major player (skrrt)
Send bags to the hood and to the opps, I send some shells (yeah)
Never talk on a phone and never leave a paper trail
Super bad with a body like Buffy (whoa)
Went to see my jeweler, spent a million like it's nothin' (a million)
I got on too much ice, she caught the flu when she fuck me (uh)
Plain jane Richard Mille, I told my jeweler, "Bust it"
Cash out if I want it (for real, though)
The money got blood all on it (for real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah
The money got blood all on it (for real, though)
Bad bitches with me on it (for real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it?
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (damn)
He said, "Fuck everybody and fuck everything, he got somethin' to prove (damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (got 'em)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (racks)
At the top where it get real lonely
Just might put a dub on homie
New Phantom with the Forgis on it (forgis)
And the paint got blood all on it (ah)
These niggas ain't eatin', they starvin' (nah)
I can see 'cause they crew gettin' boney
These suckers do nothing but clout chase
These boys just some one-trick ponies (pussy)
Man, this rap game so damn phony
These niggas a bunch of Jabronies
Everything you got, they want it
That's why I'm still up on it
Just told my hitter, he on it
Nigga better break fast like Shoney's
And I got my bag like Tony
These niggas wanna clone me, don't it? (Huh)
I went from ridin' a V12, switched it up
An' now my motor electric (switched it up)
I stacked up way more millions than haters expected
You gotta shoot for your respect, that's how you send a message (bah, baow)
You gotta do what you gotta do to keep family protected (it's Gucci)
Cash out when I want it, yeah (huh)
These bitches know how I'm comin', yeah
Know how I'm comin', yeah (yeah)
The bitches know how I'm comin' (why they call you Tony?)
'Cause I pop shit by my lonely (fah)
Pocket full of Crip-blue hunnids, yeah
Money got blood all on it (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm the one, not the two (two), I turn a one to a two (two)
I'm havin' racks, yeah, I got the bag, yeah, I put the bag on you, you
I put the bag on you too, inside my Hellcat ragù
I'm goin' nuts, I keep me a tool (yeah)
They like this young nigga loose screw
Yeah, took the doors off my McLaren, put it on my Urus, ayy (phew, phew)
Don't compare me to no rapper 'cause these niggas weird, ayy
They done pissed me off, it's all up in my urine, ayy (Wock', Wock')
When it come to shootin' shit, my jumper be the purest
Cash out if I want it (bitch, for real, though)
The money got blood all on it (yeah, for real, though)
The money got blood all on it, yeah (yeah)
The money got blood all on it (for real, though, yeah)
Bad bitches with me on it (for real, though)
Nigga wanna be me, don't it? (Huh, ha)
But the money got blood all on it
Yeah, the money got blood all on it (yeah, yeah, hey)
My young niggas ready to shoot (damn)
'Cause they ain't got nothin' to lose (damn)
He said, "It's fuck everybody and fuck everything", he got somethin' to prove (damn)
In the trenches pullin' moves (got 'em)
A hundred racks in blues (Franks)
In a shoebox, hell nah, them ain't no motherfuckin' shoes (racks)
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50yU9zPJuup0hgOmWsQxLt | BiC Fizzle | Blow the Deposit (feat. Gucci Mane) | Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Nothin' but shooters on my roster
Ain't worried about no stick up
I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans
With all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet
And I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny
Smack the bank, blow the deposit
Hit the gas, I'm on they ass
I'm leavin' everything behind me
Got bands in bank accounts
I was just hidin' cash in the closet
I'm with Gucci, that 1017, you know I'm water faucet
Hit the hood, I hide my face
Stay far away from paparazzi
Gucci shoes with the Versace
Fizzle drippin', no hibachi
We got hot bowls of exotic
If you need it, Fizzle got it
I can really be your plug
All we gotta do is like ya
I do features for them bowls
If you want some, come cop it
Ayy, in a hot car, better not stop it
Next re-up, I'ma triple the profit
They knowin' BiC Fizzle a problem
Trillionaire mindset, plus he'll rob you
Ain't breaking shit down, come cop it
Girls as soon as we spot 'em, we got 'em
As soon as we can, we follow 'em
N-nothin' but shooters on my roster
Ain't worried about no stick up
I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans (Gucci)
With all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet
And I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny
Smack the bank, blow the deposit (go)
Blowin' money ain't a thing
'Cause I got millions put away (yeah)
All these Hellcats pulling up
Please don't get hit with a skray (grrah)
I'ma Boulder Crest Alum
I graduated from the Ye (skrrt)
Used to pull up for the tre
I'm the coach, I call the play (yeah)
Know I'm all about deposits
I don't really do withdrawals (no)
Heard he tattled on the gang
So we hang him by his balls (eh)
Junior, how we late to class?
We shootin' dice all in the hall
Free my dogs behind the wall
Know they need me, they can call
Shoutout Fizzle
We so proud that my nigga graduated
Just like LeBron, straight out of high school
Took the pros and dominated (well, damn)
Tried to lock me down, but fuck 'em
I came out and elevated (true)
I went from sellin' grams in Gresham
Now I'm Grammy-nominated (it's Gucci)
Ain't worried about no stick up
I'm the one that do the robbin'
Gucci print stamped on my jeans
With all my profit in my pocket
Too much money for a wallet
And I ain't made it to college
But still can hit up Johnny
Smack the bank, blow the deposit
♪
Bl-blow the deposit
♪
Bl-blow the deposit
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6rCCgVWVtw343cbcwREMra | Big Scarr | SoIcyBoyz 2 (feat. Pooh Shiesty, Foogiano & Tay Keith) | Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
SoIcyBoy, brrt, brrt
Uh, brrt, let's go, let's go, let's go (let's go)
Yeah, uh, big brrt
Yeah, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt
Let's go, let's go
Pooh, they must know with the Glock and gon' ride
Pour up a four in the pineapple snap
Life like a movie, I'm flippin' through chapters
In 17 months, I done turned to a rapper
Said he want the smoke, now his folks lightin' candles
She brought her friend, give a fuck 'bout the past
Have you broad daylight toe tagged, we whack 'em
End of the day, buyin' new guns, wе active
Big booty bitch, from the back, make it tap
Brand new hundred, two stick, can't count
Pop a lil' Perc' while I'm tryna relapse
Spin the block twice, nigga, that's a relap
Drac' in my pants, now I walk with a limp
When I'm feelin' offended, I'm takin' it out
This is a robbery, better not move
Start strippin' 'em naked, I'm shakin' 'em down
I love performin' with hoes on stage
I just be pickin' bitches out the crowd
Laser on the Glocks, no throwaways
We shoot to kill, gettin' shot in style
I done got rich, now a lot of niggas nervous (they mad)
And I just been with a sister named Curry
Shootin' on the court
Had them young niggas perishin' (they perishin')
I can draw back, cut his life short early (cut early, cut early, yup)
Fix a nigga's ass with the choppa like a surgeon
Remember I was broke takin' baths in detergent
Now these red-bottoms bleedin' on
My feet like a virgin (like a virgin)
I could still sell a 'bow at the store by Curry
Shots get pumped, yeah, a nigga, put the word in
Call about some P's, I'ma get to it, urgent
Young rich nigga, yeah, you know I'm still servin'
I ain't gotta took no money out of my deal
Nigga, been gettin' to it, now we just gettin' noticed
And we still in the hood on the green box posted
Settin' up shop every day, we open
If you on some dangerous shit, I'll promote it
If we wasn't slidin', we probably was scopin'
I got a play, you just gotta be cool
Give me some time, let me put it in motion
And you know they look up to slimy lil' dude
It ain't none but one of me, you niggas bogus
Uh, you niggas bogus, yup, yup
I done came up, hoes sayin' I'm cocky
Thirty bad hoes in the hotel lobby
Water drippin' off me like a Section 8 faucet
Poppin' my shit, all my hoes say I'm toxic (too cocky)
James Harden step back, hit 'em with the rocket
Still wake up in the hood with them
Hittas with the spotty
Cut my choppa, bullets soundin' like Kyrie
My bitch quit school, now she rich off Forex
Niggas talkin' down on me, hate it, I ignore it
Supercharged Dodge, hit the gas, yeah, floor it
Talk down, I'ma hit you in the eye like Floyd
Too much drip, take a bitch overboard, uh
Drip, splash
So Icy, So Icy, gang
Yup, yup
Ho, yeah, I get your main bitch spinnin' like a windmill
So much ice, you walk by, you get a wind chill
Yeah, they call me Big Foog, you know I do a big drill
I ain't do a drive-by, bitch, I did a standstill
Shout out to Big Wop, boy, I got a big deal
Yeah, I got the big drip, bitches call me big spill
Boy, don't call me dangerous if you don't like a bad peel
Boy, I killed the main opp, know that that's a big kill
Caught the pussy nigga slippin', yeah, that was a free kill (hoe)
Know I pour a four up with the mud, I had to break the seal
Disrespect the mob, and yeah, hollow bullet he gon' feel (hoe)
From the corner, niggas know I'm good just like Bradley Bea
In the kitchen, beat the bowl just like Betty
If I said it, pussy boy, don't forget it (hoe)
I'm direct, I never send you a message (no)
I'll kill him and you 'bout to feel I (hoe)
Pull up with a stick, niggas know I got a hundred rounds
Choppas hit and make ya break dance, call you Bobby Brown (hoe)
Double R, Choppa Gang and the mob'll hunt you down (hoe)
We gon' dump his ass in the lake, ain't no bodies found (hoe)
Pussy ass nigga
Y'all can't fuck with us, hoe
Hoe, hoe
Foog
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0T6aFFho2pkaYJ4tqjCRxO | Gucci Mane | Meeting (feat. Foogiano & Latto) | J White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh
Yeah, big 'Latto
'Latto
Uh, yeah, I'ma make a mess all on them Versace sheets (yeah)
I love to pull all on your chain while you on top of me (ice)
Tell me how you want it, baby, talk to me (uh)
This nigga wrapped around my fingers, got him on a leash (hah)
And this pussy water like the AP (water)
Nigga wanna taste me, fuck me like you hate me (uh)
I'ma let him make a movie, HD (uh)
And I ain't worried 'bout them hoes 'cause they ain't me
Let's go up like them Lambo' doors
I'ma put a arch in it whеn I touch my toes
I need a big Birkin bag that can fit that scope
Deep throat and I still don't choke (uh)
Rеal trap nigga, he gon' whip that bowl (yeah)
He like me on top when I take control (yeah)
Pussy so good, said he wants some more
So I fuck him one more time 'fore I go ('Latto)
Bitches wanna fuck with the kid, they fall in love with me (eh)
Couple weekends doin' it big, and she'll be stuck with me (well, damn)
When I was broke and down on my dick, they called me ugly (true)
My exes say, "Since Gucci got rich, he actin' uppity" (hoe)
Stop runnin' from it, baby, stay still, girl, let me punish it (mwah)
She scared of it
She's conquered her fear, my chick confronted it (stop)
Mega mansion, all in the crib, Versace furnished it (huh)
No shows in six months and I ain't stuntin' it (wow)
If diamonds ain't on her bag, then I ain't fuckin' it (brr)
Couple basic bitches got in back then, but that was luckily (huh?)
Can't meet me in my bedroom if that bitch ugly (no)
Had to stop the track and catch my breath, lil' mama suckin' me (wop)
I'm tryna meet you in my bedroom (bedroom)
Get in your ears just like some headphones (huh?)
Kill that pussy, get the headstone (mmm)
Time to play, girl, yeah, we real grown (naw)
Baby, fuck that bein' patient (huh?)
I ain't got time, girl, I been waitin' (what?), layin'
In that pussy like the Matrix (ooh)
Say I'm the devil, call me Satan (hoe)
Girl, you know I'm crazy with the dick (huh?)
Give it to you, put it in your back (back)
I'm a tiger with the cat (huh?)
I had that pussy comin' back to back (true)
Them bitches all in your ear, tryna talk (what?)
Tell 'em you don't wanna hear it (wanna hear it)
That pussy throbbin' when I'm near (it throb)
That dick is dangerous, make you fear (uh)
When we fuck, keep my chains on
Cold sex, fuckin' on the ice (ice, ice, ice, ice)
Make that pussy grip me tight (huh?)
Perky then we go all night (up)
Ride the dick like a roller coaster (huh?)
Up and down, spin that ass around (around)
Dog that pussy, I'm a hound (a hound)
Laugh at them other niggas, they was clowns (some clowns)
He ain't a mayor or nothin', then you're wastin' time, baby (who?)
He can't buy your baby Birkin (baby Birkin)
He ain't gon' get that pussy surgin' (surgin')
He ain't gon' have you geekin' just like Urkel (Urkel)
I'm 5'9", my dick 6'4" (huh?)
Baby, come, and come ride the train (the train)
Be my professor, give me super brain (huh?)
After this dick, you'll never be the same (hoe)
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57XPjS2dRSgo98jvowIlqy | Gucci Mane | 1017 Freestyle (feat. Pooh Shiesty, BIG30 & Foogiano) | Honorable C.N.O.T.E
♪
It just can't be what it can't be 'cause it simply what I say it is (say it is)
Busted out the vacuum seal, you can smell this shit in Fayetteville (smell in Fayetteville)
Black Jaguar, no Jacksonville, I'on even know what year it is (nope)
He didn't guard his taco, now his ground beef on his steering wheel (brrt)
Coachin', now my niggas ballin', you can't peep what play it is (ball)
They're so full of dope, they prolly don't even know what day it is (no, no)
I rocked the middleman, he prolly don't even know who year it is
Judgin' on my prize, I told Big Five, "This ain't no fire drill"
Ballin' like the Final Four, got more devils than Duke and them (Duke)
Ain't no mean muggin' or shoulder shruggin', see I'm shootin' them (shoot)
Nigga took down one of my guys, so I want at least two of them (two)
It's a lot of niggas still play both sides (ayy, ayy), that's why Gucci through with them (let's go)
Ayy, them 7.62's shoot at him (boom)
Don't play with Wop while Pooh with him (hoe)
Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, just ask or Google them (huh?)
Don't talk to me about your 'opps unless you came from shootin' at them (hoe)
I'm clutchin' my bump stock in the drop top, we bumpin', who is him?
Pop a Perc', now I'm geeked up, guess this how them nerves feel
Pass my nigga a new choppa, let's work on your third kill (fool)
'Fore we pull off, circle the block, see how far my serve is (skrrt)
It's six K for a pint of Wock' if you want your syrup with the seal
That's for sure, keep that Draco in my lap, scream, "TTB", we trained to blow (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
New Cartier head with the Cuban link, had to switch out the rope (ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Five hundred shots up in this bitch, if you play, we gon' do the most (hoe)
Two baby choppers hid in my coat, bitch, I'm havin' power like Ghost (Who?)
AK with the machete, so we gon' open up your belly button (uh)
No, you did not catch the body, why you wanna take credit for it? (Huh?)
All my niggas Choppa Gang, but different sets like Teletubbies
Nothin' but convicts in this studio, I'm with my felon buddies (Well, damn)
Throw back Percocets and pour up Wock', we call that powered up (go)
Put four holes up in that big boy's back, call him an Audi truck
Get shot up in your face for cursin', nigga, better not shout at us
Better know you chasin' death, talkin' 'bout you comin' after us
They say, "30, you done lost it, poured up in the water bottle" (Lean)
Strapped up with a Judge on me, I got the biggest revolver (hoe)
Heard my new 'opp was a problem, popped out with that problem-solver
I got killers on payroll and they gon' kill you 'bout they dollar (ayy)
Nigga ever play with us, we gon' get active, handle that (we hound up them)
I send Scarr deep on the fly, BIG30 bleed, he get the sack (go, let's go)
Pooh let the whole hundred go, so I call him Wilt Chamberlain (brrt)
I throw this bomb just like Brady, Big Wop like Bill Belichick (belichick)
Twenty in this FN, it shoot like Durant, my arms extended
Don't start no conversation 'bout me 'cause, boy, your life will end (don't do no arguin')
I would never play with no man, I shoot first, ask questions later (brrt)
Diamonds on me, frozen nigga, why you think they call me "glacier"? (ice, ice)
I smoke Backwoods back to back, I get high like I'm Snoop or somethin' (just like I'm Snoop or somethin')
Mama said I need to stop, pretty soon, I'ma need a lung
It's the new 1017, we bangin' like N.W.A. (brrt)
I fuck hoes like Eazy-E, I got the curve without the AIDS (without the A')
It's the way that I was raised, you break the rules, I gotta spill (gotta show you)
Tool's the ten commandments, we add one, 11, do 'em in (brrt)
I know your hoe wanna fuck because she see these Cuban links (I know she see this ice)
When I stuff your throat with dick, you better look at me, don't blink (bitch, you better not blink)
Nigga, when you hear about it, don't come ask me, ask your hoe (ask your hoe)
Bitch, it's Gutta Gang and I get gutta, you know I bang fours (you know we throwin' fours)
When it come to gettin' money, they know that I get aggressive
Think about dissin' me, think again, boy, might as well get the stretcher (brrt)
Brrt, brrt, big brrt
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3sttEpDKKYW00d4C5gIGEl | Foogiano | Lightning (feat. Pooh Shiesty) | Ho
Diamonds dancin' like Mike (Ice), nigga
Fuck you talkin' 'bout? Glacier boy
Pooh
So icy, nigga
Ho, ho
It's scary (What?), it's frightening (Why?)
Diamonds on me dance
Just hit like lightning (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Pulled up on your bitch, she got excited (Huh? Huh?)
Your pockets skinny, boy, they on a diet (Broke)
It's the new 1017, he try us, it's a riot (What?)
All these niggas hatin' (Why?), what the fuck the issue?
Yeah, we got them magazines, no issue,
We got sticks, fool (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
And that choppa spin, that 223 make you do dance moves
Brrt gang, ho nigga (Ayy, ayy)
These 1017 chains around my neck just got to fightin'
My nеw choppa came with a sword
This bitch looked just like Jason Knight
Foog just told mе, do 'em dead wrong, I told him he was right
We caught an opp and put their layers on
Shottys aired through the sight (Brrt, brrt)
Ho, it's scary, it's frightening (Diamonds)
Diamonds on me hittin' like Mike Tyson (Ice), they bitin'
You try Pooh, I'ma kill you 'cause that righteous, no fightin'
I called your bitch, she said, Foog
I ain't gon' fight you, come pipe me (Damn)
This Draco up in the backpack like we campin' (Camp), no hikin'
In the field, no spikin' (Brrt)
In the street, play for keep, they done labeled us as the Vikings
Bitches talk when we fuck
She be lookin' back like, you like it (She know I like)
I call the slime fore I see it
I really think I'm a psychic (Just like a psychic)
It's scary (What?), it's frightening (Why?)
Diamonds on me dance
Just hit like lightning (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Pulled up on your bitch, she got excited (Huh? Huh?)
Your pockets skinny, boy, they on a diet (Broke)
It's the new 1017, he try us, it's a riot (What?)
All these niggas hatin' (Why?), what the fuck the issue?
Yeah, we got them magazines, no issue,
We got sticks, fool (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
And that choppa spin, that 223 make you do dance moves
Brrt gang, ho nigga (Ho)
I fill that Backwood up with bubblegum, go to the moon (Ho)
Last nigga tried me like a fuck nigga, put that nigga on the news, uh
Diamonds dancin' on me everywhere, try to take it, gotta be a fool
Me and Pooh run with double Glock, one foul move, and he'll boom, ho
It's the new 1017, we ain't goin' for nothin', try another gang
I'm the boss man and I make it rain
And I'm on the mud just like Kurt Cobain
Bitch, I'm blacked out like a oil change
I got diamonds dancin' in a rope chain (Ice)
Got your ho, put her on the marta train
Said she fuck for diamonds, she don't like fame
It's scary (What?), it's frightening (Why?)
Diamonds on me dance
Just hit like lightning (Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice)
Pulled up on your bitch, she got excited (Huh? Huh?)
Your pockets skinny, boy, they on a diet (Broke)
It's the new 1017, he try us, it's a riot (What?)
All these niggas hatin' (Why?), what the fuck the issue?
Yeah, we got them magazines, no issue,
We got sticks, fool (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
And that choppa spin, that 223 make you do dance moves
Brrt gang, ho nigga (Ho)
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