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[Intro]
(Keke808, boy)
[Chorus]
Give a bitch some head or somethin' (Give a bitch some head or somethin', I mean)
Give a bitch some head or somethin' (You, you actin' scared, I thought we was grown, man)
Give a bitch some head or somethin' (Eat my coochie, nigga, lame ass)
Give a bitch some head or somethin'
[Verse 1]
Slob on my cat (Bitch), lick between my crack (Bitch)
Coochie cutters on (Bitch), ass lookin' fat
Fuck with a real bitch, suck a bitch pussy lip
Ugly-ass nigga from the hood with a big dick
I was in my favorite store and I saw this lil' freak
His hair hung long, he had diamonds on his teeth (Yeah)
He starin' at me, I just know this nigga choosin' (He choosin')
Little do he know, hе finna be eatin' the wholе crew booty
Called him to the crib to come smoke with my friends
I heard that head fire, I'm tryna see about this man (What's up?)
I ain't gotta ask, he eat a bitch up every time
He love to suck my nut, it make his gold shine
Quit blowin' up my line, you know I ain't your bitch
I never kissed a nigga and I ain't gon' suck his dick (Never)
Fuck him in my shoes on some dog-ass shit (Yeah)
I don't wanna meet your mama, I ain't tryna have your kids (Nope)
[Verse 2]
Sexy ghetto bitch straight up out the hood (Four-five)
Call him for a quicky, that's if you got that wood
He ate it on my period, he ain't scared of no blood (Big Crip)
Fuckin' with this nigga, I missed three juggs
Thumb in my butt, I like fuckin' rough
Use a nigga for some dick, I would never cuff (I'm sorry)
Tattoo on her booty and her tongue got a piercing
Talk a lot of shit so he can give me a lil' whoopin'
Hood-ass freak, grip my titties, suck my feet
Neat when we be fuckin', get everything between the cheeks
Ain't fuckin' under the cover, but we fuckin' undercover
We always use a rubber, yeah, you cool, but I don't love you
I'ma smoke this blunt while you eat out my ribs (Eat me out)
Gangster-ass nigga, down for the kill (Beat it up)
Bitch, I'm big pimpin' and my presence give you chills (He wanna fuck)
It's a barbecue, I put my coochie on his grill (That's enough)
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Slob on My Ckat
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Sexyy Red
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[Intro]
(Keke 808)
Close that door for me
(Keke 80—)
[Chorus]
Niggas say they jammin' lines, they ain't jammin' shit
These bitches ain't beefin' 'bout no money, they mad 'bout some dick (Broke)
Fast cars, no fishbowl, I need five-percent (You know it)
Country bitch, he like my swag and my accent
This coochie wet, baby, you ain't gotta use no spit
I'm real conceited, since first grade, I been that bitch
You got a girl, boo, it's cool, I ain't gon' tell her shit
We go together now, mwah, give me a kiss
[Verse 1]
Bitch, you know I'm hella sexy (You know it)
All these niggas wanna neck me
These bitches know I be flexin'
Look at the diamonds in my necklace
No panties on with a sundress
Never trust a bitch if she tatted on the chest
Glock in my purse and I'm posted on the set
You ain't really jammin', nigga, where your geeks at?
[Verse 2]
Bitches know I don't be playin'
My a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Man
My a.k.a. Ms. Take-Your-Nigga
I got 'em goin' off the jiggas
I'm in somethin' fast slidin' through your city, yeah, yeah
These hoes don't like me 'cause they know they ain't fuckin' with me, yeah, yeah
These niggas lyin' like they really jammin' Fendi, yeah, yeah
I need a nigga with a ten-car line like Wendy's, yeah, yeah
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Fake Jammin
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Sexyy Red
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[Verse 1]
Makin' my way through the hood
With your boo, all his homeboys think I'm cute
Doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo
Ridin' 'round tinted 5, totin' his iron
Better not nah opp try nothin'
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
You gettin' filled too
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
I coulda killed you
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
You lost a tennis shoe
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
We shootin' out the roof
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
And now you on the news
[Chorus]
I was rollin' with your man
He picked me up in a coupe (I'm in a coupe)
But I gotta watch my head (Oh, shit)
I'm not safe around this dude
Do this black car look familiar to you?
It look like them dudes
Doo-doo, boom!
[Verse 2]
I killed another fool!
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
Kids, stay in school
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
Don't wanna be the dude
I had to show you, fool, nobody fucks with you
It's big fuck your life (Die bitch, die)
We put 'em in the sky
You gamble with your life
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
All goofies must die
Doo-doo-doo
You stupid if you try
Doo-doo-doo
Why you
[?]
Them bullets hurt too
I'm comin' straight for you
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
I hit another fool
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
Another funeral
Boom-boom-boom boom-boom-boom-boom
[Outro]
Boom, bitch
Dumbass
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Ah Thousand Jugs
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Sexyy Red
|
[Intro]
(Young Rari)
Yoom, yoom
It's Sexyy
Yeah
Bad bitches, we like fast cars
We like niggas that sell drugs with fast cars (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave (Skrrt, skrrt)
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park (Go, go, skrrt)
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars (Yeah, man, what?)
[Verse 1]
Fifty-fifty, split my bill with who? Don't play with my lil' bitch (No)
I got booster bitchеs, don't steal Amiri, they keep a Nike Tеch (Go, go)
Glo ain't link with Doodie, but I know Sexyy want one night with Threat (Sex, sex)
Want me to eat her coochie, but I ain't no goofy, I can't go for that (Let's get it, let's get it)
C-H-I-C-A-G-O, go, bitch, we from the 'Raq (Bah, brrah)
Smoke before we fuck in the hotel, got my deposit snatched
Nah, this ain't no Scat or no 'Cat, bitch, this just a Track' (Skrrt, skrrt)
Suck it while I'm drivin', wig fall, I just hold it back (Go, go, go)
Can't be seen when I pull up, I fucked your friend, her shiesty ass
Vanish mode, I did that for a reason, he gon' beat her ass
Leave in the middle of sex, I grab my scale with my lil' Libra ass (Go)
I know your kids fans, but if you plan, I'm down to beat your ass (Yeah, yeah, man—)
[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars
[Verse 2]
You drunk? You swervin', I'm Sexyy, so he nervous
Bustin' hooks with my nigga in a foreign, servin' (Yoom)
R-real bad bitch, ain't nothin' average, that's for certain
He used to can't handle Big Sexyy, but he learnin'
B-bounce my ass in traffic, you in a hooptie, ho, you lackin'
Pull up in somethin' fast, you know I bring out all the ratchets
D-drive the Hellcat with no license, I'm a savage
He used to fuck with lames, now he fuckin' with the baddest (Sexyy)
[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad bitch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that shit in park
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that nigga cash out for a whip if he want my heart (Yeah)
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars
[Outro]
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, nigga, come and nut in me
Yoom, we out
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Hellcats SRTs 2
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Sexyy Red
|
[Intro]
Say f—, Say, "Free my daddy"
"Free Dada"
Say, "Free Dada"
"Free Dada"
I'm missin’ my baby right now
Free my motherfuckin' nigga
Free my dirty out that motherfuckin' slammer
My nigga gon’ be home soon, causing hell on the streets, bitch
(Sool, we gotta run that shit)
You know what the fuck goin' on
[Verse 1]
Say he facin' time, hell yeah, I'ma Skype somethin'
Soon as he come home from the pen', I let him bite somethin'
That's my baby, hell yeah, we in love
First day home, let him shoot up the club (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
Heard that nigga on the fifth floor, let me kite him
When I don’t hear from my nigga, I write him
He a bad boy, I don’t care, that's how I like ’em
Yeah, free my nigga 'til it's backwards
Fuck the police, fuck the pigs, they some bastards
Send my nigga flicks, say, "My pussy and my ass hurt"
I need that dick, they need to free my nigga faster
(I need that dick, they need to free my nigga faster)
[Chorus]
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Only if he knew that this ass gettin' thicker
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Gone for too long, need to get home quicker
Free my nigga, free my nigga
When I visit him, I stuff my ass with the jiggas
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Tat’ his name on me, so you know it's gettin' realer
[Verse 2]
Acceptin' every call, fuck it, free my dawg (Free him)
When he touch down, we gon' cash out at the mall (Ball out)
Pigs always hatin', tell 'em, "Fuck 'em," bitch, we ball (Fuck)
Hoes yellin', "Free him," but ain't tryna throw them paws (What's up?)
Real Securus Queen (Real one), the realest on his team (Sexyy)
Free my baby daddy, he ain't do shit, fuck you mean? (Bitch)
And I need some dick (Huh?), free that man quick (Ayy, Sexyy)
On the jail calls got me playin' with my clit'
[Bridge]
Ride or die for my nigga, shoot that fire for my nigga (On Blood)
I get on the stand and I lie for my nigga (Yeah)
Ride or die for my nigga, shoot that fire for my nigga
I get on the stand and I lie for my nigga (Sexyy)
[Chorus]
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Only if he knew that this ass gettin' thicker
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Gone for too long, need to get home quicker
Free my nigga, free my nigga
When I visit him, I stuff my ass with the jiggas
Free my nigga, free my nigga
Tat' his name on me, so you know it's gettin' realer
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Free My Nigga
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Sexyy Red
|
[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
I don't wanna be saved, bitch
I don't wanna be saved
[Chorus]
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I ain't tryna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved (Bitch)
[Verse 1]
It's your girl Sexyy Red, don't trust me, 'cause I ain't shit
Don't try to post me on your 'Gram, niggas weird and sneakin' pics (Weird ho)
Keep our business on the low, you run your mouth just like a bitch (Lame ass)
I play ball, I ain't no lame, whatever you on, shit, I'm with it (On foenem)
Put your trust in that man, goofy ho, you's a sucker (Goofy)
I got love for my nigga, that don't mean that I'ma trust him
Went through my baby daddy phone, that lil' sneaky motherfucker (Bitch)
That's why I do whatever I want, I don't care if they was brothers (So?)
You thought your boyfriend was faithful, but he fuckin' all the hoes (Wrong)
Homegirl, don't be surprised, get your lick back, he won't know
To ever think that he was faithful, I'm convinced that you just slow (Dummy)
One thing you gotta know for sure is all these niggas gon' go (Sexyy)
[Chorus]
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I ain't tryna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved (Bitch)
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved
Don't save me, I ain't tryna be saved
Don't save me, I don't wanna be saved (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
If you lookin' for Big Sexyy, you can find me on the block (Northside)
Ain't no nigga up on me 'cause I'm cheatin' off the top (On God)
My favorite motto fuck these hoes, buy some clothes, and get some guap (Cash)
Got my heart broke at sixteen, that shit turned me to a thot
Me and you, we hella different, I'm a player, ho, you weak
You fell in love with that nigga, whole time, that be my freak (Freak ass)
We be flippin' all these niggas, he my flavor of the week (Yup)
I ain't gotta do too much, he gettin' groovy off the weed
[Bridge]
Don't trust me, I'ma break your fuckin' heart
Dog-ass bitch, I keep it real from the start
It's a mind game, you gotta play this shit smart
I just keep it cool, I don't overstep my part
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I Don’t Wanna Be Saved
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Sexyy Red
|
[Intro]
Bitch, it's time to get this motherfuckin' money
The tricks is out, and coochie ain't free 'round this motherfucker
I don't know what y'all hoes gon' do, but me and my bitches finna get this good ol' coin
[Chorus]
I was born by the river, I was gettin' them stacks
Bend it over, pop that pussy, I be makin' it clap
I was born by the river, I was sellin' that ass
And I like to suck my thong when I'm throwin' it back
Left, right, throw that ass bitch
We lookin' for some niggas who be suckin' pussy lips
I'm wit' my girl Suki, and we lookin' for some dick
If you tryna find a wife, then I ain't yo' bitch
[Verse 1]
I got a nigga named Nick who like to nut on my tits
Gave me money for abortion, I ain't havin' his kids
Bitch, I ain't pregnant, finna buy me a wig
Spend it on Jimmy Choos, Snow Crabs and shrimp
I got a nigga named Rell and hе fresh out of jail
He be on thе Boosie shit, touchdown cause hell
Nigga got locked up again, but I ain't payin' his bail
You can tell yo' baby mama 'nem to send you some mail
I gotta nigga name Dee, he be movin' them keys
Always buy me Plan B's, and some Hennessy
He be beatin' my guts, he like to spit in my butt
But his daddy got a coin, so I'ma let him fuck
[Verse 2]
Ghetto hoochie mama, make a nigga go crazy
Fuck that nigga good, 'cause I heard his bitch was lazy
Na-na, boo-boo, that's why I kept yo' baby
Gave me the abortion money, I went and bought some wet and wavy
Bitch, it's time to get this money, the trick is out
My bitches sellin' coochie, and they sellin' mouth
Claimin' you don't pay for pussy, nigga cut it out
You can't even fuck unless you eat me out
[Bridge]
All the real bitches gon' feel me
He wanna see some ass and some titties
All the real bitches gon' feel me
He wanna see some ass and some titties
[Chorus]
Left, right, throw that ass bitch
We lookin' for some niggas who be suckin' pussy lips
I'm wit' my girl Suki, and we lookin' for some dick
If you tryna find a wife, then I ain't yo' bitch
Left, right, throw that ass bitch
We lookin' for some niggas who be suckin' pussy lips
I'm wit' my girl Suki, and we lookin' for some dick
If you tryna find a wife, then I ain't yo' bitch
[Outro]
Sexyy, Sexyy, Sexyy
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Born By The River
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Sexyy Red
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[Intro]
Ah-ha, ha
Burr (Burr)
Yeah
Bow, bow (Yeah), bow
[Chorus]
Female Gucci Mane, big-ass diamond chain (Burr)
Real hood bitch, the North what I claim (You know it)
Yo' jewelry hella dingy, for sure my diamonds bling (Blingy)
Niggas be all on my bumper, damn, hold up, gang
These niggas like the way I talk, said they like my slang
All in my DM and he tryna give me brain
I ain't gotta tell you, you already know my name (It's Sexyy)
Bitches tryna be my friend, but I don't wanna hang
[Verse 1]
I'm hella conceited, bitch, I'm sexy as shit
I see you steady lookin', baby, go'n take a pic (Wassup)
My belly on flat and I got some nice tits (Ooh)
Walkin' past the mirror, I'm like, "Damn, I'm gettin' thick"
5'5", slim-thick with some juicy lips (Mwah)
I like hood niggas, fuck with Bloods and the Crips
Fresh pedicure, went and got some white tips (Yeah)
Long exotic weave that come down to my hip
F-f-free my baby daddy, y'all be hatin' on him (Yeah)
Real ass bitch, all my niggas say I'm trim (Uh, uh)
When I shoot my shot, I'ma score above the rim (Yeah)
True Religion jeans, B.B Simon and some Timb's (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Female Gucci Mane, big-ass diamond chain
Real hood bitch, the North what I claim
Yo' jewelry hella dingy, for sure my diamonds bling (It's Sexyy)
Niggas be all on my bumper, damn, hold up, gang (You know it)
These niggas like the way I talk, said they like my slang
All in my DM and he tryna give me brain
I ain't gotta tell you, you already know my name
Bitches tryna be my friend, but I don't wanna hang (No)
[Verse 2]
F-female Gucci Mane, five percent my cars
Ain't no regular shit, nigga, you chillin' with a star
Titties sittin' pretty, bitch, I ain't gotta wear no bra
No makeup on, Big Sexyy super raw (I'm Sexyy)
All my niggas love me, say, "Sexyy super hard"
Ain't tryna fit in with these hoes, I'm pullin' hoes cards
I'm hearin' hoes music and they stealin' Sexyy bars (What?)
I'm drippin' on these hoes, yeah, bitch, I got the sauce
Sexyy in this bitch, Sexyy in this bitch
I'm feelin' fine 'cause I'm the shit, I'm famous and rich
Too legit to quit, too legit to quit
Niggas wanna fuck on me, but I won't let 'em hit
(Yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Burr, burr, burr
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Female Gucci Mane
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Sexyy Red
|
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Uh, uh, it's Sexyy
[Chorus]
Sexyy love money (Yeah), Sexyy love cars (Yeah)
Sexyy love ridin' presidential, I'm a star (Yoom)
Sexyy smoke exotic (Yeah), Sexyy sip lean (Yep)
Sexyy got 'em choosin', I'm the baddest on the scene
Sexyy love money (Yeah), Sexyy love cars (Yeah)
Sexyy love ridin' presidential, I'm a star (Yoom)
Sеxyy smoke exotic (Yeah), Sеxyy sip lean (Yep)
Sexyy got 'em choosin', I'm the baddest on the scene
[Verse 1]
Got my money up, bitch, I can't act right
Everywhere I go, these niggas choosin' and these hoes be dykes
Pretty face, ghetto shit, tatted up, I'm just his type
Higher than a motherfucker, eyes lookin' like ching-chi
Hood rich bitch, I'm at McDonalds, I want a small fry
Cool just like a fan, niggas wanna hang 'cause I'm a vibe
Hoes always worried 'bout another bitch, ho, do your job
Shittin' on these bitches, I'm just chillin', I don't even try
New booty, Benz cherry paint, and it's tinted five
Where the niggas at, I'm with my bitches and we tryna slide
I like bougie niggas, when you speak to him, he don't say hi
My baby work the chop while I swerve this bitch, yeah, we outside
[Chorus]
Sexyy love money (Yeah), Sexyy love cars (Yeah)
Sexyy love ridin' presidential, I'm a star (Yoom)
Sexyy smoke exotic (Yeah), Sexyy sip lean (Yep)
Sexyy got 'em choosin', I'm the baddest on the scene
Sexyy love money (Yeah), Sexyy love cars (Yeah)
Sexyy love ridin' presidential, I'm a star (Yoom)
Sexyy smoke exotic (Yeah), Sexyy sip lean (Yep)
Sexyy got 'em choosin', I'm the baddest on the scene
[Verse 2]
Uh, whenever I hop in the V, don't even come if you ain't tryna step on a nigga (Dumbass)
Hang with the opps, then try to come back on our side, that's how you get left in the middle
That nigga got hit with a ten, when they seen the wounds, they thought he got hit with a missile
I let off some shots on Central, this bitch so loud, they heard that shit on Crystal (You know that)
We hit his ass so many times, he just ain't died, but I bet you the lil' nigga crippled
Caught his ass goin' on a date, I hit him and his bitch, I heard she got hit in the nipple
Diss on the gang, your dumb stupid ass gon' die, nigga, it's just that simple
You wanna war with the gang, my best advice, you better get you a pistol
When we bounced out on him, the nigga was so damn scared, the nigga sneezed when we hit him
We hit his ass all in his head, he was dead on the scene, somebody need to go get him
We killed him in front of his mama, that bitch was so shocked, she fell to her knees when we hit him
I'm the type to say fuck your homie all up on the 'Gram then pour lean with his killer
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Sexyy Love Money
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Sexyy Red
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[Intro]
Man's never been in Marquee when it's shutdown, eh?
Truss mi, daddy
Hey, ayy
Man's never been in
[Chorus]
When it's shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring-ring pussy, it's shutdown
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show, sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's shutdown
Touch the road and it's shutdown
Boy Better Know and it's shutdown
[Verse 1]
Yeah, take time
If a man wan' try me, no time
Usain Bolt when I run up on stage
I pick up the mic and it's reload time
Don't know your songs, but they know mine
That's why I got gigs just like Joe Grind
After the show, I be rolling mine
Don't care 'bout the 'no smoking' sign
They try to steal my vision
This ain't a culture, it's my religion
God knows I don't wanna go prison
But if a man wan' try me? Trust me, listen
Me and my Gs ain't scared of police
We don't listen to no politician
Everybody on the same mission
And we don't care about your –ism and schisms (Ice)
[Chorus]
'Cause it's shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring-ring pussy, it's shutdown
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show, sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's shutdown
Touch the road and it's shutdown
Boy Better Know and it's shutdown
[Verse 2]
You wanna act like a G for the camera
You say you're Muslim, you say you're Rasta
Say you don't eat pork? Don't eat pussy?
Liar, you're just a actor
Blud, you're not on your deen
And if Selassie saw you he would say
"Blud, take off the red, gold, and green"
Them man are soft just like ice cream
Szeen? Start moving correctly
If you don't wanna upset me, you get me?
You tryna show me your Fendi
I told you before, this shit don't impress me (Trust me)
I bet I make you respect me
When you see the mandem are selling out Wembley
Roll deep in a blacked out Bentley
Pull up outside like, "Wah gwan, sexy?"
[Chorus]
Yeah, and it's shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring-ring pussy, it's shutdown
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show, sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's shutdown
Touch the road and it's shutdown
Boy Better Know and it's shutdown
[Skit]
A bunch of young men all dressed in black dancing extremely aggressively on stage
It made me feel so intimidated and it's just not what I expect to see on primetime TV
[Verse 3]
I'm in a different class
When I get through, I'ma bring my dargs
Two by two, man a walk on the ark
Sittin' at the front, just like Rosa Parks
Trust me, you don't wanna see me get dark
Upset 'cause man are way up right now
And the shit happened all so fast
I was in Paris, shut down l'Arc
New York, shut down Central Park (Ice)
Talk about London, yo, Frisco, where shall I start?
Walked in, spat ten 16-bars
And each and every one of them came from the heart
None of my lyrics are stolen
"Go on then, go on then", that's my slogan
Wanna know how I did it with no label
No A-list songs, and I told them
[Chorus]
Blud, I just shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring-ring pussy, it's shutdown
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show, sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's shutdown
Touch the road and it's shutdown
Boy Better Know and it's shutdown
Yeah, I just shutdown
That's not me and it's shutdown
Ring-ring pussy, it's shutdown
Fashion week and it's shutdown
Went to the show, sitting in the front row
In a black tracksuit and it's shutdown
Touch the road and it's shutdown
Boy Better Know and it's shutdown
[Outro]
Link up, daddy
Alright
Yo, tomorrow I'm gonna come scoop you, eh? We'll go to Biz's
Yeah, for sure
Alright
Dun know
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Shutdown
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Skepta
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[Intro]
What d'you mean, what d'you mean?
Yeah, Skepta
One line flows, yeah, I got some of those
You get me, Jme? Easy
Nah
[Chorus]
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear Gucci
I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me
[Verse 1]
It's the return of the mack
I'm still alive just like 2Pac
Girls in the front row, girls in the back
Spit one lyric, everybody's like brap
Flashback to the cold nights in the trap
Now I'm in a new whip counting the big stack
Yellow-gold chain and the diamonds are black
Jack me? Nah, you don't wanna do that
Anytime you see me wearing a glove
Boy Better Know I ain't coming to fight like Jet Li
Spray this 'til the clip is empty
I know you get what I'm saying, you get me?
Love for the G's in the ends
But we don't love no girls in the ends
Last time I fell in love with a sket
But trust me, I will never do that again
[Chorus]
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear LV
I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me
[Verse 2]
See me, I come from the roads
Pricks wanna try and put Skepta on hold
But no, badboy, I've been one of those
Wake up call, you will get one of those
One to the eyeball, one to the nose
I don't really care about your postcode
Take your girl, no dinner, no rose
Two minutes in my bedroom, no clothes
Girls everywhere, girls in the club
Looking at me, tryna make a black man blush
Girls on the high street, girls on the bus
But these niggas wanna hang around us, that's sus
I don't wanna see a Stone Island, cuz
Man talk shit, I just smile and flush
I'm looking for a girl with an X factor
But I don't judge like Simon does
[Verse 3]
From day one, I said I was serious
Then "Serious" hit the jackpot
People ask what music I make
Turn the volume up cuz, that's what
I don't wear no bait designer brands
I spit deep bars in my black top
You'll never see me smoking a cigarette
Cah cigarette smoker, that's not me
Nah, that's not me, nah, that's not
When I'm on the mic in a rave
I got the whole crowd bubbling like a crack pot
See me and Skepta in a video with a nostalgic backdrop
There'll never be a day when I don't make music
'Cause silent? Nah, that's not me
[Chorus]
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear Gucci
I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, nah, nah
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah, that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah, that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear Gucci
I put it all in the bin 'cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me
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That’s Not Me
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Skepta
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[Intro]
You're not real
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I don't know why Chip mentioned my name
But Devilman's tryna get attention again
Told you before this year is the year of the real
Fake niggas get left in the rain
Think 'cause I'm up there sitting on a plane
That I can't really hear what the people are saying
But I can hear everything loud and clear
And they're telling me to tell you to stay in your lane
Lord of the Mics, fam, I could have clashed any man
But I said fam, let me clash Devilman
'Cause if man taking the 0121 style
Birmingham have gone clear like Evian
But since then man I can't hear ya
Real Brummy niggas said they won't go near ya
And you would get a wung mai lung sun den jung wun sen
If you do a show in your area
And when you talk about 0121, I know some serious people
In some serious places
I saw your set and it's basic
You try fake it
Did a YouTube video, none of your guys in the back ever showed their faces
'Cause they know Devilman did snitch on some serious cases
Say my name, nah, that's not right
Heart on my sleeve any time that I write
Them man can't say anything that I ain't already told man about my life
Made a couple shit songs, yeah that's nice
Repeated my bars, oh yeah that's nice
'Cause when your bars are hard like mine fam
Sometimes manna gotta say them twice
Fact of the matter is my bars totally murk
Your bars sound like you're smoking the work
Before you end up on the sex offenders list
Manna gon' put the devil in the dirt
Wah gwan for certain man
Thought it was a clash about music
All of a sudden Devilman, you wanna sperm on man
Like a TV, you wanna turn on man
Talk about music, me and my bros are killing it all over the globe
Now you're angry cause everybody on your road is asking for me like the Wi-Fi code
Sep San Wung Si Muli Pun Yo Tiomi Yie Wun Sung you're not ready
And if you ever gave me an ounce of skunk, pussy I wouldn't pay you a penny
[Outro]
Wun Sen
Keep my name out of your nasty mouth
Your nasty lyrics
Nasty
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Nasty
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Skepta
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[Produced by Skepta]
[Pre-Hook]
I don't know why man's callin' me family all of a sudden
Like hmm, my mum don't know your mum, stop telling man you're my cousin
I got day ones and I got new ones, no fake ones, trust no one
It's Boy Better Know 'til I die, tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde
[Hook]
Cause man get money with the gang
Man get girls with the gang
Man eat food with the gang
Man talk slang so the feds can't work out what I just said to a man
Told me you was a big fan, but the first thing you said when you saw me is "Can I get a pic for the gram?"
I was like "Nah, sorry man"
I only socialize with the crew and the gang
[Verse 1]
Woah, guess who's back
Came a long way from sittin' in the flats
Came a long way from when whites never used to mix with blacks
Now all my white niggas and my black mates, we got the game on smash
I used to rate your page on MySpace but you never stayed on track
Upset cause your wife is a fan, she done with a little boy
Now she wants to be with a man
Told my accountant "Do me a transfer, cause I wanna buy some land"
You and I have got different plans
Real mad man, I might go Saint Ann's
No Triple A pass, no wristbands
You are not mandem, you are not gang
[Skit]
Tracksuit Mafia, Boy Better Know
My ones, my team
Meridian, bad blocks
London boys, active boys
You get me?
[Hook]
Man get money with the gang
Man get girls with the gang
Man eat food with the gang
Man talk slang so the feds can't work out what I just said to a man
Told me you was a big fan, but the first thing you said when you saw me is "Can I get a pic for the gram?"
I was like "Nah, sorry man"
I only socialize with the crew and the gang
[Verse 2]
They wanna see me drown, tryna hold the mandem down
Cause I shutdown Shoreditch car park
And I got bars like Camden Town
Out there tryna survive on the streets
Tryin' not to get killed by the police
And I be schoolin' MC's
Nobody leaves 'til half-past-three
This year I'mma teach them a lesson
Tell Grace don't reply to those emails
Nah, I don't wanna do no sessions
It's like them man have got an obsession with my style of expression
But in public, never hear my name mentioned
Catch them at the nightclub entrance
Always seekin' attention
But I be inside, tryna get burse
Lookin' all cool like Herc
Dressed like I just come from P.E
You're dressed like you just come from church
Better do your research
You don't wanna hear my verse come after your verse
MCs act brand new cause they got a little money in their purse
So you had a good solo career?
Had a few big songs over the years?
Back then you was a real top boy
But right now fam, nobody cares
Walked in the club, everybody's like
"Who is he? Why is he walkin' around with security?"
You know the postcode when you're talkin' road
Better know that I speak that fluently
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Man
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Skepta
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[Intro]
Start from the beginning
Turn my headphones up
Get it, squad
Squad, gang gang
[Chorus]
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops
It ain't safe
[Verse 1]
The packs I sold had them buzzing on the road (Yeah)
Crack residue in the buttons on my phone (Yeah)
Black leather boots when I run into your home (Yeah)
Ring, ring, pussy, it's your mummy on the phone (Yeah)
Niggas wanna kill me, tell them "Go and get your Uzi" (Yeah)
Bari got the weapon in the pocket of the Ksubi's (Yeah, yeah)
See me on the catwalk, you see me in the movies (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Still you can end up dead when you disrespect the goonies (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
The traphouse was a shithole, with my niggas
Smokin' on some indo, looking for the police through the window
Said I'll be a minute (Yeah), of course I was a hour (Yeah)
Never disturb a baker when he's mixing up the flour (Yeah)
Devour these criminals, stepping on my toes (Yeah)
I step into the party, I let everybody know (Yeah)
The heat will bang for a legend on the roads (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So keep your hands off my bredrins and my clothes (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
You say you always got the toast (Yeah)
But when you see my niggas, you look like you see a ghost (Yeah)
These niggas follow fashion, don't look comfy in their clothes
See them on the roads getting lovey dovey with the hoes (Yeah)
I'll put you in your place, for real, you disrespect the clique (Yeah)
Bang brrrang dang dang, on my Lil B shit (Yeah, yeah)
From SoHo to the heights, they're fuckin' with me heavy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They know me and my gang, we're the realest on the telly (Yeah)
[Outro]
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
You've been duckin' from me, shawty
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It Ain’t Safe
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Skepta
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[Intro]
Greaze
True, ayy
[Verse 1]
I'm tryna get paid, take money, cash cheques
You see the set, that's Lash, that's Dex
Young C, Young Shorty, Makaveli
White bricks, True Religion, on the telly, it's me
Wiz got the house full of freaks
That's why I haven't been around for a week
I'm getting pounds in my sleep
I'm at the top of the mountain, it's peak
Bring it back before the villain
I had a life, real talk, True Religion
It's in the blood, in the genes, in the stitching
Walked in, no weapon, made a killing
Tongue kissing pretty women
New iPhone 'cause I'm done with all the bitching
Tryna be in my position
Keep my shades on 'cause they tryna see the vision
[Chorus]
She tell me, "Badman, see, I need your love, see, I need your love"
Mi need you close to me, me, I tell her say me, oh, stay on the road
Bad energy stay far away, make it stay far away
Just give me love for the night, give me love for the night, gyal, waste no time
[Verse 2]
Breakfast in bed on a plane
I could never complain
I was walking with the limp, had the cane
Dex said greatness and nothing was the same
Now we're set for life
I saw the turn up button and I pressed it twice
You heard I'm in the club, then my best advice
Is put your shoes on and come and get your wife
'Cause we've been having sex just for exercise
Every night, man are doing sexercise
She looks into my eyes, now she's mesmerised
[Chorus]
She tell me, "Badman, see, I need your love, see, I need your love"
Mi need you close to me, me, I tell her say me, oh, stay on the road
Bad energy stay far away, make you stay far away
Just give me love for the night, give me love for the night, gyal, waste no time
[Verse 3]
Ayy, they better get used to the flex
African man, you see the jewels on my neck
Black James Bond, that's the new silhouette
You see me in the street and I was moving correct
Been running around, tryna do the home run
Left that girl, she was no fun
I tie one, smoke one
Big chief Skeppy and I answer to no one
Counting my blessings, I'm feeling special
Bird's eye view, SK level
Give them the Shaku when I dance with the devil
Young Fela Kuti, the return of the rebel
I told her I need some space
Real busy body, never stay in one place
And she knows I've got more tricks under my sleeve
That's why she never wants me to leave
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Energy (Stay Far Away)
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Skepta
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[Intro]
Big Smoke, SK LEVEL, greaze
Listen
[Chorus]
Like a bullet from a gun, it burns
When you realise she was never your girl
It was just your turn
You gotta face your demons
Don't matter how much money you earn
Your niggas said 4L
But the shit got real and you weren't concerned
The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam
Lessons have to get learned
[Verse]
Truth has to be told
I don't bend, I don't fold
I lost count how many we sold
I went Silver, I went Gold
Then I went Platinum, so what's next?
Supermodels tryna sex
Sendin' nudes on a text
Can't believe I used to be vexed
See, it's too easy
To write a sad song about how my dad raised me
'Cause I'm lookin' in the mirror and my dad made me
A real top boy, I just can't play the victim
Been livin' my life as a kingpin
I'm calm with the heat in the kitchen
I was a young boy, mum told me what my name really means
And the power just kicked in
I found my way home
Then I saw my granddad's name on a gravestone
The same as mine, already dead
Nothin' to fear, I been here from time
Chief SK sippin' on palm wine
Every day, I laugh at these niggas online
Another one, here today, gone tomorrow
Dick ridin; for some likes and a follow
Put in the work, that's all you need to bust
Shoutout Lancey, Headie, and J Hus
Shout 67, oh you see them with us
We was on tour, bare weed on the bus
Feds outside, the bus gotta push to the next city, gotta rush
Big plans gettin' discussed, so freedom is a must
Fuck the police, tell 'em, "Eat my dust"
'Cause still it ain't safe, not even in a world full of cops
I got bored of askin', "When is this hurt gonna stop?"
We don't want to conversate or confer with the opps
It is what it is
Recently, I've been learnin' a lot
All I know is there's no better feeling
Than gettin' home and seein' my little girl in a cot, so
This year we're done talkin'
Forget the bagga chat, it's just action
Man are trollin' to get a reaction
Every day, it's another distraction
Gotta fight temptation, can't get lost in the sauce
Have I got a heart? Yeah, of course
But I had to put my feelings on pause
[Chorus]
'Cause like a bullet from a gun, it burns
When you realise she was never your girl
It was just your turn
You got to face your demons
Don't matter how much money you earn
Your niggas said 4L
But the shit got real and you weren't concerned
The same old story, the world spins 'round and 'round, fam
Lessons have to get learned
[Outro]
Planet Earth
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Bullet from a Gun
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Skepta
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[Intro]
No, I don't worry, I tell you
I'm a man who believes that I died twenty years ago
And I live like a man who is dead already
I have no fear whatsoever of anybody or anything
[Chorus]
Nah, we don't need no security
Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me?
You murder me, I will live for eternity
If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally
You heard of me, we don't need no security
Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me?
You murder me, I will live for eternity
If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally
[Verse 1]
Down the fucking drain
Fake celebrities, I will not entertain
No similarities, definitely not the same
Them insecurities, got jealousy on the brain
Dare to go to war with me, then my people bring pain
And I can do it story mode, beginner or insane
Shottys for the back blocks or a spinner for the mains
You're lookin' at your reflection, you hate what you became
A selfish energy, a cranberry stain
Sitting inside my house with a candle and a flame
Working voodoo on you pussies tryna throw faeces on my name
I saw the bigger picture, put 'em all in my frame
To see they're very weak, these guys are super lame
I see you pushing weights, oh, now you're doing gains?
But before the creatine, you were tucking in all your chains
See them at the fashion shows, never see them on the train
I keep the voodoo with me, I suggest you do the same
[Verse 2]
They can see that I'm the one, so they hate
They don't wanna see me shut it down, but I'm on the case
My enemies, they congregate, and they go on dates
Talk about me over food and wine, the fuckin' snakes
Phoned the paparazzi on yourselves, man, I thought you were famous
Told them exactly where to find you, tryna get in the papers
I went out to the village and I said my prayers
Now I have to wear my shades, don't wanna scare the neighbours
That's why I see no competition
You might see me whizzing by, yeah, man, I'm on a mission
And I just put the fisheye on my tunnel vision
See no evil, hear no evil, man, I refuse to listen
There he goes, the X-rated
At the awards, intoxicated
The most nominated and the dress code is understated
Tell Mum I made it, tell my dad I'll be OK
None of these fools are like your baby boy in any way, greaze
[Chorus]
We don't need no security
Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me?
You murder me, I will live for eternity
If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally
You heard of me, we don't need no security
Stones in my jewellery, what can they do to me?
You murder me, I will live for eternity
If I survive, then I'm comin' for you personally, greaze
[Outro]
Happy Halloween, you paigons
It's your worst fucking nightmare
Skepta, my world
You're dead now
Boy Better Know, laigon 616
"Overseas" out now
Big up my Halal Gang thugs
OVO Gang family that
New merch out now
Section, street team purge out now
"Back From The Dead" out now
Big up RiFF
"Put That On My Set", Cozy Tapes Vol. 1 out now
Big up my A$AP family
VLONE thugs, Yams forever
Ally Pally December 2nd
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No Security
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Skepta
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[Verse 1]
I'ma break the law (Yeah)
Then I'ma break the bank (Yeah)
I'ma put some in the safe (Yeah)
Then I'ma throw some on the floor (Yeah)
Definitely make some more (Trust)
20 dates (Yeah)
Had to go back on tour (Yeah)
She can see how I'm flexin' (Yeah)
Count my blessings, praise the Lord (Yeah)
You know the steeze, super greaze (Greaze)
Nothin' nice, tell the promoter bring the Ps (Yeah)
Still ain't safe, I'm in the party wit' my Gs (Yeah)
And I just made your girl (Yeah), my girl
She's on her knees (Yeah)
(Rah)
[Chorus]
On her knees (Yeah)
She see the D, she see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees (Yeah) from overseas (Woo)
Smoke for free, nigga please (Woo)
[Verse 2]
'Low me
Big gelato, V.I.P. is lookin' cloudy (Yeah)
This Cali got me feeling drowsy
Never stressin', 'cause them killers, they be 'round me
It's best you leave me where you found me
'Cause we ain't with the disrespect, nah
Fuck your vest, we be aimin' at your neck
You know the vibe, yeah, the level set (Yeah)
Mind how you step, best step correct (Woo)
I got your girl addicted to the sex
[Chorus]
On her knees (Yeah)
She see the D, she see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees (Yeah) from overseas (Woo)
Smoke for free, nigga please (Woo, yeah)
[Verse 3]
I'm an asthmatic weed fanatic (Yeah)
When I get high, I leave the planet
Tryna kick the habit (Yeah)
But every day it's on my mind (Yeah)
She said that I smoke too much (Yeah)
But see, I work hard and pay for mine (Yeah)
Definite I hustle, blud (Yeah)
Definitely, I grind (Yeah)
Since a yute, man, I always had somethin' (Yeah)
Shottin' out the boot (Yeah)
Since a yute, I been a target (Yeah)
I could not go around the truth (Yeah)
Niggas hate, soon as they see me (Yeah)
They don't know what the fuck to do (Yeah)
Watchin' me, I'm not watchin' you (Yeah)
I was just blazin' on my zoot (Yeah)
It's Big Smoke (Yeah)
How can she tell me that I'm cute? (Yeah)
I'm so high, I'm so fly (Yeah)
I'm gonna need a parachute (Yeah)
River's dad, super swag (Yeah)
I'm gonna need a camera crew (Yeah)
I'm gonna need some palm wine (Yeah)
I'm gonna need some pepper soup (Yeah)
And if I ain't the headline (Yeah)
Then I must be the special guest (Yeah)
I pull up and steal the show (Yeah)
And I weren't even tryna flex (Yeah)
Had to touch the afterparty (Yeah)
She just sent me the address (Yeah)
Said that she wanted me to come (Yeah)
And I told her, "Say it with your chest" (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I got your girl addicted to the sex (Yeah)
On her knees
She see the D, she see the freeze (Freeze)
Rollin' trees (Yeah) from overseas (Woo)
Smoke for free, nigga please
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Greaze Mode
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Skepta
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[Intro Skit]
It's 9' 0 clock here on BBC 1, The Chronicles of David Beckham the highlights and lowlights of one of the UK's most legendary football players. But up next, The Honeymoon starring UK MC Skepta. This film contains graphic scene of nudity, drugs and violence. Please switch off now if you feel you're going to be offended. Listeners discretion is advised
[Verse 1]
I've been keeping my ear to the streets
The UK run out of ideas
Everybody doing covers of American beats
If it’s not the Ace Hood "Hustle Hard" flow
Then it all sounds like Rick Ross to me
This is the shit I'm supposed to respect?
Fuck that nigga SMD
P A U S to the E
Dunno who you're pretending to be
I don't care what gun you bang
I don't care what drug you sell
Fuck you man
Because I got a manager, a DJ
7 MC's and five producers on my label
So before you start eating food in the game
Better bring something to the table
[Chorus]
Too many man come in the game for two minutes
Shoot two videos, spit two lyrics
Now all of a sudden their names getting mentioned
In the same sentence as mine by the critics
What has this world come to
Man better control Z and undo
But all thanks to the love and support
I'm gassed up standing out the sun roof
And I'm screaming BBK BBK
None of them flex like BBK
And if I ever see your girl on the street
Then I'mma get arrested for TDA
Cause she knows I do it and it's real
And I don't give a shit who's got a deal
Cause if the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I'm the coldest and the hardest still
[Verse 2]
They thought the "All Over The House" video would crush me
Last week I did five shows in five different countries
The supports have still got love for me
Middle finger to the media
Hypocrites can't touch me
I'll be in Dubai eating in Nobu
Word to Dumi and T this food tastes lovely
I walk from White Hart Lane to the flats opposite Tottenham police station
Paid subs to go on the radio station
Left radio jumped on the train to Leytonstone
Linked Murkle Man to make some more grime in the basement
Lemme show you bout dedication
Suffering from Underdog Psychosis tryna stay alive
Riding around on a bike
Blade long enough to go to jail for, more dots on me than a dice
The olders had the chips and the big macs
But didn't wanna let me have a bite
So it was just me, my cats and the foxes roaming the streets at night
Felt like I was wasting life
Put down the cling film and picked up the mic
For one whole year never got music money or money off white
But I know that Rome weren't built in a day
Looked at he end of the tunnel and saw light
Now me and Jme, top 30, back to back on the iTunes site, mental
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Ace Hood Flow
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Skepta
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[Verse 1]
I'm calm
I've got the devil in my palm
Know I said that I wear sunglasses at night
But tonight I need to see wagwan
Wanna see somebody drop to the ground
No civilians, no doctors around
Who said life is priceless? So far your life cost me a pound
One phone call and a 10p text
All of my mandem, link up quick
We don't care what ends he reps
When I said he shoulda known, it weren't any old rhyme
Got a couple killers that are never online
Might see the shadow in a video of mine
Standing behind the camera with the director
Ready to shoot an MC one time
[Verse 2]
Where has everybody gone?
I'm not on that vibe that everybody's on
Some old lame old plain old blatant shame
Till you find out it ain't working (Nah)
One for the Basebox Crew
Krispy…Mc…drive…aye
This ain't a private shubs
Man can wear hats or hoods
No Uggs
It's not a lean up ting (It's not lean up ting)
I don't have a boss
Nobody can tell me there's a clean-up in aisle 5
'Cause I'll drive straight to your door
Then I'll spin and piledrive your face to the floor
[Verse 3]
Yeah
Somebody's gotta get murked
Spoke to my mum but that didn't work
Counted to 10 but that didn't work
Blud, man ah putting in work
Switch them plates, man ah going on a ride
Black bally on and I look like a fly
Give mumsie a kiss, tell her "You'll be home soon
Come to the gate when I pull up on the drive"
I don't care if it's raining or not
If we get chased by feds, everybody in the car better know that I'm failing to stop
'Cause like Luis Suárez, these police love taking a shot
But an enemy violated the squad
Forget the albums, forget the mixtapes in the shop
Real Gs don't procrastinate on the job
Yeah
[Verse 4]
I got a black ski mask, but I don’t ski
But I snowboard, dash an MC off-piste
If one of you try and violate me
Get a box in the face with a front door key
Box in the mouth with a back door key
Box in the face with a X6 key
Box in the eye with the fob I use to log into my HSBC
Talk about banks, kill 'em with Ps
Run up in your girl's house, two of my Gs
Get the money out, put the money in his mouth
Suffocate man with about two Gs
Suffocate man with about four Gs
Suffocate man then I might just breeze
I'll bury man two foot shallow
Ain't got time to dig six feet deep
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Rhythm & Gash Freestyle
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Skepta
|
[Intro]
Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Lookin' for me?
Konnichiwa
Konnichiwa
[Chorus]
By now you should know I hate waitin'
I got no patience
Right now man are tryna get out the matrix
Far from the agents
Tryna stay far from the devil in the red dress
Far from the paigons
Only time man are gonna see me again
Is if I share location
[Verse]
Cause when you are talkin' 'bout me online
I was down in the basement
Ex girl said that I'm never at home
So she found a replacement
Said, "You was on the road
But I never seen you when I was out on the pavement"
The police wanna set me up
They wanna take me down to the station
But I can't complain
Soon as I get bored, I jump on the plane
Nothin' ain't changed
Boy better know a man went to the BRITs on a train
Think it's a game
Man shutdown Wireless, then I walked home in the rain
Then we took it back to Africa
Ask Wizkid, I can't explain
Never knew that I was gonna pop
Pop like 5th of November
Tell the President we ain't forgot
Tell the Prime Minister we still remember
Man don't care what colour or gender
Nobody's votin' for your corrupted agenda
Fix up, look sharp when I enter
And talk with respect when you discuss me
A lot of these MCs disgust me
Real talk, you ain't best MC in the country
And if you don't like it then fuck me
Not literally, but fuck me
How many more MCs do I kill
'Till they Realize there's nobody above me?
I killed every song that I touched
And I turned into MC Hammer, they can't touch me
I be killin' it, over 10 years on the road
That's a permanent mark, they can't smudge me
Teachers used to diss me
Now when I touch the road I make history
Tried to assassinate me, but they missed me
You could never blacklist me
[Bridge]
Nah, last year man lost a yute and my heart turned cold
Dem man lost Lukey and my heart just froze
Cause when the casket get closed
I'm like really what's the use of these cars and clothes?
If man don't wanna switch up, I'ma go hard on my own
[Chorus]
'Cause by now you should know I hate waitin'
I got no patience
Right now man are tryna get out the matrix
Far from the agents
Tryna stay far from the devil in the red dress
Far from the paigons
Only time man are gonna see me again
Is if I share location
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Konnichiwa
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Skepta
|
[Verse 1]
I never gave a fuck
I'm on a paper chase, I tell 'em
Eat my dust, hate my guts
Eat my dust, hate my guts
Lick my nuts, kiss my butt
Lick my—, I'm just tryna get a nut
Never, never, never, never, never
I'm smoking the reefer, I roll with the nina
I run from the reaper and copp-ers
Twisting my finger, I fuck on a diva
I bought her a ticket in Bahamas
Comma, llama, they not equipped for the drama
Got weed on my fingers, got me on my speakers
Got lean on the seat of the Lam', bruh
Chopper, chopper, pull up around with a Mossberg
When the reaper come, redrum, I'll murder something
Enemies on my mind, enemies in the past when I blast
My TEC-9, it go pat pat pat pat, rat a tat tat tat
Too fast, niggas know how I get
And this revenge up in my eyes, I'm committing my sin, okay
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me for the shit I did, was just a little kid
But you know I never gave a fuck about shit, 'bout shit
Since I came up and I'm on my old shit, old shit
And they ain't about shit, 'bout shit, 'bout shit
Since I came up and I'm on my old shit, old shit
And they ain't about shit, 'bout shit
Niggas ain't about shit, 'bout shit
[Verse 2]
Told the plug "This for me", he came down on the price (Yeah)
Live a bit in these streets, I teach you how to survive (Yeah)
You disrespect me, you playing around with your life (Yeah)
I see you follow fashion, tryna get down with the hype (Yeah)
Like Freddy Krueger, man, I get down with the stripes (Yeah)
It's VVS, man, there ain't no clouds in my ice (Yeah)
She said, "What's my real name?" and I don't know how to reply (Yeah)
On a different planet, man, I'm out of my mind
I was on the grind for many years and you were never there
Who the fuck's putting all this stuffing in these teddy bears?
And fuck my enemies, man, I make the devil scared
Man, I got six chains, and I wear them anywhere
Everyday I'm shitting and I'm pissing on this hypocrisy
It's that uncontrollable demon they didn't wanna see
This that virus in the system, the prodigy
And I have to murder all you fakers in this odyssey, greaze!
[Verse 3]
Life is like a movie, life is like a movie
Live it like a movie, live it like a movie
Swear these haters, they don't move me
Yeah, aye, life is like a movie, Steven Spielberg
Riding through your city with the Mossberg
I just parked a Benz right up on the curb
Pull up on a bird, ask her what's the word
Said they on the corner, they ain't got your work
Yeah, yeah, them niggas got the nerve
I'ma pull up, swerve, skrr, yeah, I swerve
Hammer time, hammer time
If it's beef, pussy, yeah, I handle mine
Yeah, that's from A$AP, nigga, then I pulled the trigger
Niggas think they're big, 'til a bullet hit
Niggas up the shit, yeah, rappers full of shit, yeah
Hope they get the picture, I don't give a fuck about shit
[Chorus]
'Bout shit, 'bout shit
Since I came up and I'm on my old shit, old shit
And they ain't about shit, 'bout shit, 'bout shit
Since I came up and I'm on my old shit, old shit
And they ain't about shit, 'bout shit
Niggas ain't about shit, 'bout shit
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Ghost Ride
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Skepta
|
[Verse 1]
You see the four best crews in the game I'm in them
If you don't like me do something then
10 minute screw faces I ain't in them
I want paper; divi divi wages I ain't in them
My crew put five £20 notes in a roulette machine and spin them
Anybody get rude I'll clench my fist and chin them
Forget a mash, Forget a clash, they're trash; I'll bin them
I don't wanna lyrical swing, I will physically swing them
That's why I haven't clashed anybody since "long son den some win seng"
If I hear man say my name I'll ring them
If I hear any skeng talk on my 3310 I'll find out where they are and link them
Headlock power-drive and pin them
[Hook]
I spy with my little eye
Something beginning with a capital P
Pu, Pu, Paper, that's what I see
Paper, Paper, that's what I see
I spy with my little eye
Something beginning with a capital P
Pu, Pu, Paper, that's what I see
Paper, Paper, that's what I see
[Verse 2]
More, more, more money more paper more, more money more paper
I wanna see more dough then a baker
Run tings like Ninjaman and Kartel in jamaica, promoters pay me nuff paper
You know me man, the only man who could ever give me a bill is a waiter
Skepta heavy, heavy like pacer, I love the way things are going now
I gotta start collecting the dough in
I used to only get bookings in the UK now
Me and my crews boarding the 747 Boeing
I gotta get that dollar get that euro get that yen
Come back to England flip that again
I repeat flip that again!
[Verse 3]
I work hard everyday, I won't stop grime until everything's kosher
Until I got the house on the hill that looks like the one on the holiday brochure
I want power but it can't be solar, I've always wanted to be a high roller
When I was young I had to get Nike I couldn't get Gola
I had name brands when I was on my stroller
I'm a big man now so I want a bow tie and a bowler
Forget Ps like Diddy, I wanna make Ps just like Coca-Cola
For the big house in Angola, and the big Range Rover
And the P's legit so it don't really matter if police wanna come an try pull man over
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I Spy
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Skepta
|
[Chorus]
Transvestites, more than meets the eye
Transvestites, mandem in disguise
Transvestites, more than meets the eye
Transvestites, mandem in disguise
[Verse 1]
You thought it was a girl cause he had a handbag
You didn't know it was a next man's grandad
Don't rush into things rudeboy
Take some more time, check out the jawline
Now you're high off the herb you bun
So walk away like me, Jme and the Murkle done
Make sure it's a red light - not a blue or purple one
It's called the Red Light District, also known as the Concrete Jungle
You thought you was talking to a girl
You didn't know it was a next man's uncle
That's why I'm warning people
I repeat, I'm warning people
So if you still make the mistake, don't try and blame it on the New York Diesel
[Verse 2]
They're not girls, they're guys! They're mandem in disguise
They tried it on the sly, with that purple light
And their eyebrows high, like a permanent surprise
Robin Hood can fly, but not these men in tights
I don't blaze, I don't drink - my mind is clear
I know what I think, I see they're looking at me in the window; they wanna take man's P
I've got no qualms with your sexuality, but why are you trying to trick me?
When I go home, back to reality
I'm gonna spread the word to the pickney
[Verse 3]
Don't be fooled by the make up, cause it might not be a girl when you wake up
Just because he's got long hair, high heels and a little bit of cleavage, leave it
Look properly, it's needed
Stay away from the mushrooms
You've gotta stay focused, it's needed
And you're gonna be weeded
And you're gonna be running the Red Light District
So beware of the purple lights
Some of those girls ain't girls; if you look properly, you'll see they're guys
They're men in disguise
You better open your eyes
If you go in the blue door don't be surprised, they're mandem in disguise
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Disguise
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Skepta
|
[Verse 1]
Nah that's not me
Can't be a wasteman, that's not me
Living at mumsies', that's not me
Them man are clumsy, that's not me
Nah nah that's not me
In need of a handout, that's not me
I'm not holding my handout, that's not me
That's a dickhead ting, nah that's not me
Talk to the boydem, that's not me
Informant, that's not me
Spill the beans, nah that's not me
Wear skinny jeans, nah that's not me
Having a bubble, that's not me
What, you thought it was Double? That's not me
Them man are stylin, that's not me
Them man are swaggin, that's not me
[Verse 2]
Thought I was him, thought I was him
Look quite similar, thought I was him
That guy there had a box like man
Dem man truly thought I was him
Girls wanna go out to a rave
Take a picture and get lied to, thought I was him?
None of them operations that I had
Held me back but you thought I was him
Didn't have a box on my head
Didn't have a box on my head 'til the year 06
Guys tried it with me I don't know why
'Til I start dishing out chops and kicks in your house
Start throwing them rocks and bricks
Make man take off their socks and kicks
Better know that's not me
It's an act up, get jaw boxed off clean
[Hook]
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear Gucci
I put it all in the bin cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me
[Verse 3]
Walk in the room, spray what I like
T on the wing, that's not hype
I was a stereo without the type
Must be after a stripe
I said, that's not right
I don't give a monkeys about the age
Skin colour or height
Covered in armour, must be a knight
Trust any girl, not even a slight
Trust any girl, not even an inch
Some are like salt, and I took a whole lot more than a pinch
Wow, I'm from the famous bits
Might come across two or three hypocrites
Girls in shorts, even when it's blitz
Real life stories, that's not me
President T transmits
[Verse 4]
I always have problems with door staff cause I hate wearing jeans
I only came to the rave just to grab two gyal and spit one sixteen
Bouncer are asking for ID, looked straight in my face and said "That's Not Me"
I was like "fall back my G, manna with Skepta and Jme man are serious, see me?"
Everybody know me outcha', so I don't need no I.D outcha'
Invasion alert make P outcha'
Rephrase that, we'll take the P outcha'
Nobody even wants ya to be outcha'
I flew in to especially MC outcha'
Manna roll VIP outcha'
So why's he tryna act off key
[Verse 5]
Nah nah nah nah, that's not me
Cause I'm putting my city on the map properly
Can't rap properly
Talk about clash but they're not coming out like Black Ops 3 (that's a myth)
Just admit you want none of it, fuck it, spin your whole crew for the fun of it
One 16 bar I'm Stone Cold Stunning it
Somebody ask somebody who's running it
Who's running our, who's running our scene?
It's 2014, I'm ahead of your team
But I had big man scared of our team
If you don't know Jaykae, where have you been?
Shook off a next man, that's not me
R.I.P. Depzman, that's my G
Interview rooms with their CCTV
But I'm telling them man that's not me
No way, nah nah nah nah, that's not me
[Hook]
That's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear LV
Put it all in the bin cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, nah, nah
Nah, that's not me
Act like a wasteman? That's not me
Sex any girl? Nah that's not me
Lips any girl? Nah that's not me
Yeah, I used to wear Gucci
I put it all in the bin cause that's not me
True, I used to look like you
But dressing like a mess? Nah, that's not me
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That’s Not Me (All-Star Remix)
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Skepta
|
[Intro]
(Gently down the stream)
SK Level
Row, row, row, row your boat gently down the stream
Niggas sleepin' on me must be sippin' on the lean
(Greaze, yeah, yeah)
(She knows that I be the boss of life)
Still Roll Deep
(She knows, she knows, she knows, yeah)
(She knows)
[Verse 1]
I wake up, brush my teeth, choose an outfit
Big racks in my account, I get paid
Every day, smoke the loudest
I get packs in by the ounce, I just blaze (Just Blaze)
And I got tings from back in the day still ringin' me down
I'm on stage, but I want no stress
Why they tryna control S? Comin' around to get saved
I don't wanna war, let's make peace
Good energies make the stacks increase
Girls in the North, West, South and the East
Big batty make the mandem say jheeze
"I'm not a gentleman, I'm an African man"
Is what I said to the priest
So you know I stay smokin' trees
And the buds in the zip pack looking obese
[Pre-Chorus]
I just came back from Mars in my new spaceship
It was a perfect landin' (Perfect!)
What you mean, "what you mean"? I'm a king, she's a queen
Man, you know what's happenin' (Sexy)
Nowadays, they call me ginger bread man 'cah they just can't catch him
All the ladies love man, I love them too, we got an understanding (Ice)
[Chorus]
Pure water and lots of ice, she knows that I be the boss of life
Pure water and lots of ice, she knows that I be the boss of life
Pure water and lots of ice, she knows that I be the boss of life
City on lock from the left to the right
Bare girls, how am I meant to decide?
[Verse 2]
She weren't feelin' the old me, I bet she's feelin' my new shit
I told her we gotta keep it true, told her we gotta move as a unit
I had to chat to Cupid, said, "Little man, you know I ain't stupid"
Told you that it's more than music
Paps outside tryna get an exclusive
Instead of looking for the top boy
Must've been looking for me, well, who's askin'?
I clocked the game, I'm still barrin'
Please don't speak to me when I'm dancin' (Wow)
Every day, they pray that I fall off
I'm poppin' up like, "What's gwarnin'?"
They say a girl is a gun
See a man walkin' with his wife and I disarm him
The way I stepped in there with the SK Air, fam' serious tekkers
Brand new vest, same old leathers
She knows we are the real Goodfellas
We can be cool, yeah we can ride out
Please just don't get jealous
Start textin' me crazy, I gotta take desperate measures
[Pre-Chorus]
I just came back from Mars in my new spaceship
It was a perfect landing
What you mean, "what you mean"? I'm a king she's a queen
Man you know what's happenin' (Ice)
Nowadays they call me ginger bread man 'cah they just can't catch him
All the ladies love man, I love them too, we got an understanding
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Pure Water
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Skepta
|
[Chorus]
The hustle is still in my genes
When I fell asleep, I was still in my jeans
Then I had a one gyal licking me clean
She wan' eat man like Idi Amin
What do you mean? I come for the cream
I made some mistakes that I gotta redeem
You put me in position that I don't wanna be in
We all make mistakes, I'm a human being
North Korean, Kim Jong-un when I spray the machine
You're on the other side if you ain't on my team
[Verse 1]
You get blacklisted if you hate on my team
Fam, I say what I mean, I keep my demons close
Late night, I speak to the ghost
Get high, fell asleep in my clothes
Animal instinct, sex, money, murder, I fear nobody
Keep suttin' on me, 'cause I'm better safe than sorry
I'm a top boy like Sully with a six figure hobby
You're still on the road, better be getting that belly
Kicking off doors, better give it some welly
I came in the game, ran it like an athlete
Got a big money scheme, all my bruddas had to eat
Thought I was a scrub, sitting in the backseat
I was counting my money, making sure it's complete
They can't compete, there ain't no competition
I take what I want, you get what you were given
They calling me a rapper, man, I think I'm a magician
I didn't wanna kill 'em, but these niggas never listen
[Verse 2]
As soon as I wake up I be chasing my dreams
All we do is win and we ain't changing the teams
I still creep through the hood
Pull up on my brudda just to see if he's good
See them with the gang, they be giving me looks
See him on his ones, I can see that he's shook
Mad 'cause I made it
New whip looking like a spaceship
You looking like you're stuck inside the Matrix
I could teach you how to hustle, how to save it
When the money talks, I can translate it
I'm the go-getter
G'd up with my feet up, it's no pressure
They make threats, but they never put their hands on me, they know better
You will get pepper, hot like Coachella
You're not clever, you're coming unstuck
I was up North, I was getting 'nuff love
Back down South, tryna make a young buck
And I'll be still going when the sun comes up
(Greaze)
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What Do You Mean?
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
Come off the stage! Move!
They don't want to hear you! They don't want to hear you!
What, is that what you think? Is that what you think?
Oi blud, calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Chorus]
Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you got murked last week
Couldn't even get a rewind, that's peak
Couldn't get out your punchlines on time
Now you wanna diss me? Oh blud, what a chief
Sidewinder, you got air on the roads
Eskimo Dance, you was spitting off-beat
Lord of the Mics, you was spitting that heat
But right now, your bars ain't on fleek
You don't wanna clash me, you will get murked
Bury MCs six feet in the dirt
I know you saw the police outside
You saw the blood on Devilman's shirt
Got rude, that didn't work
And your girl looks like she don't work
Mental
Man wouldn't beat that even if I was burst
[Verse 2]
Them man are fake, them man are sus
I'm the boss these pagans wanna touch
I'm the kind of boss that the opps gotta rush
Cause I make it ring something like bells on the bus
1 on 1, fair and square, man are fucked
Swinging out my sword, swinging out my nunchuks
Running out of corn? Man'll get a gun buck
Tell a pussyhole look sharp, fix up
Where you from? Huh, what's wrong?
What's going on? Why you got your screwface on?
Dead that, forget that
Diss track? Nobody wanna hear that song
Better get your thinking hats on
You don't wanna diss me, that's long
Cause I'm a don, lyrically gone
You want to clash but you're gonna get banged on
[Verse 3]
Yo, I'm a king, lyrically ming
You want to clash but you're gonna get tucked in
Drew for the buck ting when I bucked him
And in the jawside's right where I bucked him
Don't really care if you go to gym
Get put down by the lead like drawing
To kick your door in, anybody snoring
When I bore in's gonna get a full face
Full of piss you're in, deep shit you're in
N-O-V-D-D-D that you're warring
Not gonna be me that you're boring
I'm gonna jack manaman, take your rings
And all of your bling, Lewisham king
It's not a ting to draw the ting if you wanna swing
But if you get jooked, don't sing
Not a long ting to do the hype ting
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Lyrics
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
Everyday, bro, we've gotta stay battling
Gotta stay fighting, gotta stay striving
Gotta stay dreaming, gotta stay believing
Gotta stay scheming
Greeze!
My nigga Sucio Guapo in the building
Dex, greatness only
[Verse 1]
I broke down a few more barricades
Got me a few more accolades
Used to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's like Saturday
Surrounded by stars
Come chill with the constellation
Then she asked me what my real name was
And killed the conversation
Sometimes I've gotta scratch my head
Like big man ting on a level
Only my mum and dad call me Junior
What makes you so special?
No Rolex timepiece
No Hublot kettle
But still I know when it's time to jump in the car
Put the foot to the pedal like
Yeah, I don't care about VIP
I've got very important places to be
While I'm asleep, I'm making a beat
Girls in the house getting naked for me
What I'm tryna say is basically
Never get a joke man mistaken for me
Corn on the curb if a man diss me
My niggas got the biscuits in T
Santa Claus used to miss my house
So I decorated my own Christmas tree
Ring man's phone if he think's it's beef
What do you mean, "who is this, blud?" It's me
My niggas been on crime
Don't get it twisted cause I don't beef online
My niggas violent, my niggas loopy
Something you ain't seen on Vine
I don't want a like, I don't want a follow
Diss me today, link me tomorrow
I've got goons that can't leave the country
Above the law, under obbo
I know pain, I know sorrow
I know empty, I know hollow
I just flew my Gs out to Amsterdam
And I told them "thank me tomorrow"
Cuh man have been in the kitchen
Experimenting with the whipping
And you see, the road ting and the music ain't mixing
Would've thought man was playing baseball
Way man are outside pitching
Never been a punk, never been a victim
Wanna hate on me? Wanna hate on Storm?
Fuck that, let the kings in
[Verse 2]
I start ringing MCs
Go radio, I start swinging MCs
I was in the trenches, everyday grinding
You couldn't say a man weren't bringing MCs
I will pick up the phone, start ringing MCs
Bars inna my touch, bringing MCs
They know I've got Skeppy on my team
We were on road, living it, skilling MCs
Producers, plus we are living MCs
Bare vibes we have given MCs
I was there back in the day when it was garage
And them man said they wanna get rid of MCs
But them man couldn't get rid of MCs
Cause since then, we've become bigger MCs
Some MC Det
Skibadee, Baseman and Trigga MC
[Verse 3]
Yeah, us man are blazing powers
Them man are blazing Benson
My bredrin said it's his birthday
Took him onstage with Drake and Section
Hate my niggas cause every day, it's another great invention
Wanna talk about loot? Then I bring the loot out
Talk about shootout? Better be a shootout like a western
Cause I don't fear no man
Think you're a killer but your name ain't Cam
Oi, pussyhole, don't look in my span
Cause you might get shot on the road like 28 gram
And you know who I am
Shower man down like Fireman Sam
Drive to your ends on a two-year ban
With Solo in the transit van
Nah, you can't diss my mum
Shots start fly out and man get bun
Fling on my black garments and dun
Dry skin between my index finger and thumb
I hate man like a nun
That's why I wanna buy a haunted gun
Can't get killed before I get to see my son
Them tings can't run
They got me thirsty for blood again
They got me talking crud again
They got-
[Phone Call]
Yo, fam
Yo, Chip
Talk to me, man
Where are you, though? Who are you with?
I'm on my Js, blud
Sound, man. This ting has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam. I'm not gonna front, fam
Mad pressures from every angle, fam
Yeah?
It's come like I'm too ambitious to be with the mandem on the road but, I'm... like...
I can't be up there with them people either... you know what I'm saying?
I'm too black to be up there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
I don't know, I feel like... I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy. I feel like I'm in limbo, fam
Fam, you're going mad, fam. I've been
I've been waiting to speak to you, fam
You're going way too mad, fam
Like what the fuck did you mean like you don't know why I mentioned your name, fam?
Like North London, fam
You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro
Like, you got the call to go and make everyone look at everything else that is happening over here, fam
You get me?
That's a deeper calling, bro
Like them callings there, it's not everyone's phone that gets that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
Like super powers fam, super charged, bro
I hear that, fam
Like just being you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch
You're doing what you're supposed to do, bro
Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this happen before
Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, fam?
These youts don't know what's going on, fam
They ain't got a fucking clue, fam
Independent to the T, fam
Love, brudda, man
I needed that powers. Power up fam, I don't even like hearing you sound like this, blud.
I needed them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad. Alright, fam, I'm gonna shout you, man
What you saying though, everything good?
Blud, love you bro, man, just do what you gotta do. Man's doing what I gotta do, fam
You already know, bro. Powers. Powers
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Corn on the Curb
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
Ladies
[Hook]
Girl I pull up to your city with them racks out
You know how I do it, shows be packed out
All them girls, they're pretty, they gon' twerk for me
Nasty baby, please put out that work for me
Now I noticed a couple niggas got my swag, swag
They done stole my swag, swag
They can have that swag, swag
Because Flacko Jodye done told me let them have that
I don't want that back
I don't want that back
[Post-Hook]
Budubupbup
It's me, me (re, re)
She wants to be with me, me (re, re)
Every day she's thinking 'bout me, me (re, re)
She never met nobody like me, me (re, re), it's ooh
[Verse 1]
I wanna know what's on the agenda
Keep it real, don't be a pretender
This is my show, I'm the presenter
Time is money, I'm a big spender
We can have a mad one, we can have a bender
Order what you want from the bartender
Come back to mine and all be splender
I'll give you a night to remember
Let's get the bed rockin'
Undo the stocking from the suspender
The legs are so soft and tender
Tonight you can be my contender
I want 'em in the mix and I wanna blender
To another world, I wanna send her
Over the bath, I wanna bend her
Give her the cockney like an EastEnder
[Verse 2]
I'm gonna hit the G-spot when I get the jeans off
Press on the gas and then I ease off
Kiss on your neck, there you go, he's off
Back so big, look like your jeans shrunk in the wash
And we don't really need Netflix, I'mma give you something to watch
After we done, bill a spliff and cotch
Pour me a glass of the Henny on the rocks
And get ready for round two
Cause any time we knock boots you know we knock twice
So lucky I found you girl
You were looking way too cold in your Reebok Ice
Saw your girlfriend, you don't need advice
Always in your ear like, "He's not nice"
She's just upset cause she got juiced in the bunk bed
And you know, she's not wife
See me with the street goons on the ends
Next day I'm in the GQ Top 10
Tracksuit Mafia, the best dressed men
Linked us, now she don't wanna link them man again
Your ex plays in the Prem but you never see him taking a pen
Cause if you can't hit the G-spot when it comes to the spot kicks
Manna gotta wait on the bench
[Hook]
Girl I pull up to your city with them racks out
You know how I do it, shows be packed out
All them girls, they're pretty, they gon' twerk for me
Nasty baby, please put out that work for me
Now I noticed a couple niggas got my swag, swag
Yeah, they stole my swag, swag
They can have that swag, swag
Because Flacko Jodye done told me let them have that
I don't want that back
I don't want that back
Girl I pull up to your city with them racks out
You know how I do it, shows be packed out
All them girls, they're pretty, they gon' twerk for me
Nasty baby, please put out that work for me
Now I noticed a couple niggas got my swag, swag
Yeah, they stole my swag, swag
They can have that swag, swag
Because Flacko Jodye done told me let them have that
I don't want that back
I don't want that back
[Bridge]
"Junior" is not available, please leave your message after the tone;
Where are you, Junior?
I'm standing outside ya' house
You're taking me for some dickhead
If you don't call me back in 10 minutes you can go fuck yourself
You prick
[Outro]
So lonely
I've been losing my mind slowly
When will the light shine on me?
'Cause I've been losing my mind slowly
You're showing your dark side
Just like the last time
Don't you remember me?
First, you befriended me
And now we're enemies
So lonely
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Ladies Hit Squad
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
Bruv, I don't wanna listen to her
And she don't wanna listen to me
Last week we're talkin' together forever
This week, more fish in the sea
Shit's just killin' me, G
[Chorus]
I had the perfect picture
It was all laid out for me
But I feel like I'm in love with the pain, fam
'Cause it's the same old story
Same old questions, what's your body count?
Who were you linkin' before me?
And I hope she don't ask me back
'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
[Verse 1]
I've run out of excuses
The truth is I'm so cold, I'm so frozen
Too many times my heart has been broken
And I can't even do the fake love, there ain't no pretendin'
Thought that I found my partner-in-crime, my co-defendant
But it's like watchin' a film and you already know the endin'
See me, I think I think too much
Try to keep it short and sweet but I say too much
Now she wanna go back and forth, she wanna play two touch
It's back to square one
Both said things that shouldn't have been said
Did things that shouldn't have been done
Wish I could turn back time, man, I wish that I could get a rerun, 'cause...
[Chorus]
I had the perfect picture
It was all laid out for me
But I feel like I'm in love with the pain, fam
'Cause it's the same old story
Same old questions, what's your body count?
Who were you linkin' before me?
And I hope she don't ask me back
'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
I had the perfect picture
It was all laid out for me
But I feel like I'm in love with the pain, fam
'Cause it's the same old story
Same old questions, what's your body count?
Who were you linkin' before me?
And I hope she don't ask me back
'Cause my life like an episode of Maury
[Verse 2]
Said she loved me 'cause I wasn't like the rest
I rock and roll, I don't like the stress
Now the friendship's based on how quick I reply to text
She's talkin' reckless, I gotta bite my tongue
Don't wanna say anything I might regret
Died a thousand deaths
Man, I wore so much Ed Hardy, how could I forget?
That love kills slowly
Still, everybody tryna do holy matrimony
More time, one of them needs a trophy
And the other one's scared to be lonely
Every day another one falls off
They link the wrong ting and got way too cosy
Valentine's Day, it's all sweet and rosy
Spend every other day just tryna score points like Kobe
Nobody wants to lose but the winner gets nothin'
Spent summer time stuntin'
Then winter time comes, everybody starts cuffin'
You know love takes time
But relationship goals got everyone rushin'
You get a feelin' it's way too good to be true
So now you just tryna find somethin'
Tryna find a reason
Friends askin' me how I'm doin'
I said, "Same shit, different season"
My ex got a new boyfriend, I'm just tryna get even
We don't hate each other, no, we just came to the end of the road
She went one direction, I went the other
Guess I gotta find me a new lover
|
Same Old Story
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
I don't even really wanna know how to sing properly
'Cause when you really, really feel the music in your heart
All the other stuff is just extracurricular
Icy
[Chorus]
As the days keep turning (turning)
As the world keeps burning (keeps burning)
As my soul keeps learning (keeps learning)
Tears fall from the castles around my heart
As the days keep turning (turning)
As the world keeps burning (keeps burning)
As my soul keeps learning
Tears fall from the castles around my heart
[Verse 1]
My teacher told me I'm a side man, I told her to remember me
Now they wanna email me, asking if I can talk to the kids in assembly
Now man are selling out Wembley
Now man are twenty first century
Statistics say I should be dead or in jail
But shit ain't the way that it's meant to be
Breaking the cycle
They wish I was trapped in the system
A 6 foot tall black guy like me
That would've been a wrap in an instant
That's why I gotta speak my mind, I'mma say how it is and I never say sorry
Keep my mouth shut like Winston and Tracy fam - over my dead body
[Verse 2]
Too much TV, too many newspapers got a nigga thinking evil
Got me thinking I'm looking at my enemy when I'm looking at my own people
Notice when a white man looks at my watch I think he's trying to pay me a compliment
When a black man looks at my watch I think he's trying to knock my confidence (mad)
I was in Amsterdam smoking blue cheese and I had an epiphany
All these negative preconceptions just bring more negativity
Instead of investing in new businesses they buy new artillery
Everybody in the hood wants to spray a 16 and I don't mean lyrically
Underdog psychosis spreading around in the hood like flu
Security guards follow me around like I ain't got £2 to pay for my juice
Now all this bullshit got me smoking this stupid zoot
Tell Boris he's lucky that I made it rapping or I would've been looting too
Niggas ain't got GCSEs still don't wanna work for a minimum wage
These days man will murder a man for a box of grade
Every time the .38 barrel spins Martin Luther turns in the grave
It's real life, no computer game, we're living in the streets of rage
[Chorus]
As the days keep turning (turning)
As the world keeps burning (keeps burning)
As my soul keeps learning (keeps learning)
Tears fall from the castles around my heart
As the days keep turning (Yeah, turning)
As the world keeps burning (keeps burning)
As my soul keeps learning
Tears fall from the castles around my heart
[Outro]
(As they days keep turning) Yeah
(As the world keeps burning) Skepta
(As my soul keeps learning) Underdog psychosis
Riff Raff, ayy
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Castles
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
No sleep
24/7
Greaze, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, wake up, wake up
You keep missing out, should've stayed up
He got blacklisted, should've paid up
Pound coins in the piggy bank, gotta save up
Slept on the floor, never gave up
Now my ex-girl wanna kiss and make up
Man hate on a slide, got bait up
Word to Birmingham, I had to go straight up
Now they like wait up, hold on
SK level, that's so gone
They wanna know how everything sold out
Which website do your shoes get sold on?
Where the style at, this one can't go wrong
Put the clothes on, put my gold on
Thought that I was a victim, you were so wrong
Get sprayed up if you tryna roll on
Show's on, look at the girls in the line
Man, I got MILFs in love with the words that I rhyme
Even though I swear and I curse all the time
Saw me on the front cover of the magazine and she said that it's perfectly fine
Now she got the bees and the birds on her mind
'Cause I can do uptown, I can do greazy
Yeah, I stay blurrin' the lines
[Chorus]
I'm just mindin' my business, no, we ain't watchin' anyone else (No)
Wanna hate on me, that's useless, truth is that you must hate yourself (Trust)
'Round here everyone wanna be a millionaire so they can buy garms or smoke
It's so funny how quick they get rich then go broke, but it's not a laughing joke
I'm just mindin' my business, no, we ain't watchin' anyone else (Greaze)
Wanna hate on me, that's useless, truth is that you must hate yourself (Boy)
'Round here everyone wanna be a millionaire so they can buy garms or smoke
It's so funny how quick they get rich then go broke, but it's not a laughing joke
[Verse 2]
The new me learned from the old me
Stay low-key, I still roll deep
Gotta mind who you talk to
Man wanna jump on the wave, don't let 'em get cosy
Ask me to describe myself in one word, I'd rather use an emoji
Wanna flex like, "No, you don't know me"
Can't pay the rent but you just bought a stony
You'll see, a wise man once told me
You gotta live within your means
You got a pocket full of cash
But you gotta have a lot more than what's in your jeans
No time to sleep, you better take a nap
Wake up, put in the work, and live the dream
It ain't overnight to get from the bottom to the top, there's a lot of shit in between
Haters gonna intervene
Try draw you out
I realise there ain't nothin' to talk about
You gotta kill 'em with success, show them what focus is all about
Stop getting it twisted
You had a chance to shine, too bad that you missed it
That's what you get for gossipin' online
Every day sippin' on tea, please get him a biscuit
[Outro]
Yo Skep, hey, hey wake up, bruv
Hey, yo
Skep, wake up, fam
I'm awake, bruv
You're not awake, fam, you're sleepin'
I wasn't sleepin', bruv, I was just, I was just havin' a nap
Haha! Bruv, why does no one ever wanna get caught sleepin'?
Fam you was dribbling' up all sorts, you weren't in this room, cuz
Allow me, man
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No Sleep
|
Skepta
|
[Chorus]
Time after time, only in the nighttime
Had to remind you, we can't rewind time
Finally found you, you turned a blind eye
Showed me your dark side, say your goodbyes
[Verse 1]
She told me she loved me, I was like how?
Must be because I'm at the top right now
She thinks I'm a fool, thinks I'm a cash cow
Ain't getting married, ain't taking a vow
Told me she loved me, I was like who?
You said I was a joke, please tell me what's new
You been around the world, still couldn't find a man like me
Yeah, I need a girl, but it's not you
She told me she loved me, I was like when?
Treated me like a side man back then
Said I was a boy, said I was your best friend
Now you only text when you're bored on the weekend
Told me she loved me, I was like please
Too many girls wanna be my main squeeze
How can I bless you when you didn't sneeze?
I'm a hot boy, that's a hundred degrees
[Post-Chorus]
'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me
'Cause you, you've got to, got to love me
[Verse 2]
I've got this brand new ting, she's mad in the head
Bad in the bed, I get to grab at her leg
She's a lady for real but a slag in the bed
Not my fault, but she stays mad at her ex
She knows that man's bad with the sex
Back to the ends, bang bang, then I flex
Spelling's fucked up when she's mad in her texts
If I leave, then she starts yelling offense
Uh, got another email from a female
I think they want the retail for the details
Wanna know if B Live's a free male
Uh, and it's sexy, sexy
Here's the number, phone me, text me
First, you never text me back
Now it's mad, now I link with Skeppy
[Verse 3]
You get me? Anytime that we link up
Ladies wanna get down, wanna the drink up
Bad gyal, so she love a man with tattoos
From my neck, to my feet, manna' inked up
Yeah, we step in the party
See the sexy ladies start smile and wink up
Tell my G with the loud pack, bill it up
Grab a champagne glass and I fill it up
Who's not feeling us?
Tell 'em stay far away before the mandem hold you
I don't wanna have to tell you that I told you
Cah we're not on this talking ting
Rudeboy, who let the ladies in?
Sorry, not sorry, I gotta say these things
Shuffle the pack, I can't stand with the wasteman
No jokers, it's just queens and kings
[Outro]
Murder on the dance floor
But you better not kill the groove
Hey hey, hey hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not steal the moves
DJ gonna burn this goddamn house right down
Murder on the dance floor
But you better not kill the groove
Hey hey, hey hey
It's murder on the dance floor
But you better not steal the moves
DJ gonna burn this goddamn house right down
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Love Me Not
|
Skepta
|
[Intro]
(Ahh) Hahaha, I'm serious, nigga
One of y'all niggas got some bad motherfuckin' breath (Oh, man)
Ayy, baby, ayy, baby (Shit)
Ayy, baby, gimme some bubblegum in this motherfucker or somethin', haha
Ride with me to get somethin' to eat, dog, ayy, nigga
Study long, study wrong, nigga
[Verse 1]
With so much drama in the L-B-C
It's kind of hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky-ass shit, like, every single day
May I kick a little something (Yeah)
For the Gs and make a few ends (Yeah)
As I breeze through? Two in the mornin'
And the party's still jumpin' 'cause my mama ain't home
I got bitches in the livin' room gettin' it on, and
They ain't leavin' 'til six in the mornin' (Six in the mornin', six in the mornin')
So what you wanna do? Shit
I got a pocket full of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But (But what?) we don't love them hoes (Yeah)
So we gon' smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this
[Chorus]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
[Verse 2]
Now that I got me some Seagram's gin
Everybody got they cups, but they ain't chipped in
Now this type of shit happens all the time
You gotta get yours, but fool, I gotta get mine
Everything is fine when you listening to the D-O-G
I got the cultivating music that be captivating he
Who listens to the words that I speak
As I take me a drank to the middle of the street
And get to mackin' to this bitch named Sadie (Sadie?)
She used to be the homeboy's lady (Oh, that bitch?)
Eighty degrees when I tell that bitch, "Please
Raise up off these N-U-Ts, 'cause you gets none of these"
At ease, as I mob with the Dogg Pound
Feel the breeze biatch, I'm just
[Verse 3]
Later on that day, my homie Dr. Dre
Came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke, shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me, not with a cherry on top
'Cause when I bust my nut, I'm raising up out the cot
Don't get upset, girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you hoes, I'm out the door, and I'll be
[Chorus]
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Laid back
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Biatch
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice
Biatch
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
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Gin and Juice
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Is this thing on? Word
[Chorus]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees (Shit)
So what we go out? (Ayy, lemme get a lighter, please?)
That's how it's supposed to be ('Cause you know I'm high as fuck and I forgot one)
Living young and wild and free (Keep that in there)
[Verse 1]
Ah, ah-ah
So what, I keep 'em rolled up?
Saggin' my pants, not carin' what I show
Keep it real with my niggas, keep it player for these hoes
It look clean, don't it?
Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 501 jeans on it
Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers
And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day
I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A
[Verse 2]
You know what? It's like I'm seventeen again
Peach fuzz on my face, lookin' on the case
Tryna find a hella taste, oh, my God
I'm on the chase, Chevy, It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it
Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away
Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay
Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint
Upfront, four blunts, like, "Khalifa put the weed in a J"
[Chorus]
So what we get drunk?
So what we smoke weed?
We're just having fun
We don't care who sees
So what we go out?
That's how it's supposed to be
Living young and wild and free
[Verse 3]
Uh, and I don't even care
'Cause if me and my team in there
There's gon' be some weed in the air
Tell 'em, Mac
Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up
That's how it should be done
Soon as you thinkin' you're down
Find how to turn things around
Now things are lookin' up
From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang
Uh, now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
Got my own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it
T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
This is us, we gon' fuss
And we gon' fight and we gon' roll
And live off life
[Bridge]
Yeah, roll one, smoke one
When you live like this, you're supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just havin' fun
So we just roll one, smoke one
When you live like this, you're supposed to party
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just havin' fun
|
Young, Wild & Free
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Produced by The Neptunes]
[Intro]
Snoop
Snoop
[Chorus]
When the pimp's in the crib, ma
(Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot)
When the pigs try to get at you
(Park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot)
And if a nigga get a attitude
(Pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot)
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best weed, 'cause I got it goin' on
[Verse 1]
I'm a nice dude (Uh), with some nice dreams (Yep)
See these ice cubes? (Uh) See these Ice Creams?
Eligible bachelor, million dollar boat
That's whiter than what's spillin' down your throat
The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs
The interior like suicide-wrist red
I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed
Cheat on your man, ma, that's how you get ahizzead
Killer with the beat, I know killers in the street
With the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat
So don't try to run up on my ear talkin' all that raspy shit, tryna ask me shit
When my niggas fill your vest, they ain't gon' pass me shit
*ticking* You should think about it, take a second *ding*
Matter-fact, you should take four, B
And think before you fuck with-a lil' Skateboard P
[Verse 2]
I'm a gangsta, but y'all knew that
Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah, I had to do that
I keep a blue flag hangin' out my backside
But only on the left side, yeah, that's the Crip side
Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
I cut so much, you thought I was a DJ *vinyl rewind*
(Two, re-pe-re-pe, one, yep, three)
S-N double O-P, D-O double G
I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it
See, I specialize in makin' all the girls get naked
So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside
We got a world premiere right here, now get live (So don't)
So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little
I got a livin' room full of fine dime brizzles
Waitin' on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Chizzle
G's to the bizzack, now, ladies, here we gizzo
[Verse 3]
I'm a bad boy with a lotta hoes
Drive my own cars and wear my own clothes
I hang out tough, I'm a real boss
Big Snoop Dogg, yeah, he's so sharp
On the TV screen and in the magazines
If you play me close, you're on a red beam
Oh, you got a gun, so you wanna pop back?
AK-47 now, nigga, stop that
Cement shoes, now I'm on the move
Your family's cryin', now you on the news
They can't find you and now they miss you
Must I remind you, I'm only here to twist you
Pistol-whip you, dip you, then flip you
Then dance to this mothafuckin' music we Crip to
Subscribe, nigga, get your issue
Baby, come close, let me see how you get loose
[Outro]
Snoop
Snoop
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Drop It Like It’s Hot
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
You're back now at the Jack Off Hour
This is DJ EZ-Dicc
On WBallz
Right now, something new by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out to the ladies from all the guys
A big bow-wow-wow
'Cause we gon' make it a little misty in here tonight
This is DJ EZ-Dicc
On the station that slaps you across your fat ass with a fat dick
[Verse 1]
When I met you last night, baby
Before you opened up your gap
I had respect for you, lady
But now I take it all back
'Cause you gave me all your pussy
And you even licked my balls
Leave your number on the cabinet
And I promise, baby, I'll give you a call
Next time I'm feelin' kinda horny
You can come on over and I'll break you off
And if you can't fuck that day, baby
Just lay back and open your mouth
'Cause I have never met a girl
That I love in the whole wide world
[Verse 2]
Well, if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch, I'd always be broke
I'd never have no motherfuckin' indo to smoke
I gets loced and loony, bitch, you can't do me
Do we look like BBD, you hoochie groupie?
I have no love for hoes
That's somethin' that I learned in Tha Pound, so how the fuck am I supposed
To pay this ho just to lay this ho?
I know the pussy's mines, I'ma fuck a couple more times
And then I'm through with it
There's nothin' else to do with it, pass it to the homie, now you hit it
'Cause she ain't nothin' but a bitch to me
And y'all know, that bitches ain't shit to me
I gives a fuck, why don't y'all pay attention?
Approach her with a different proposition
I'm Kurupt, ho, you'll never be my only one
Trick-ass bitch
[Chorus]
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
[Verse 3]
Guess who's back in the motherfuckin' house
With a fat dick for your motherfuckin' mouth?
Hoes recognize, niggas do too
'Cause when bitches get scandalous and pull a voodoo
What you gon' do? You really don't know
So I'd advise you not to trust that ho
Silly of me to fall in love with a bitch
Knowin' damn well I'm too caught up with my grip
Now as the sun rotates and my game grows bigger (Uh-huh)
How many bitches wanna fuck this nigga
Named Snoop Doggy? I'm all the above
I'm too swift on my toes to get caught up with you hoes
But see, it ain't no fun
If my homies can't get a taste of it, 'cause you know I don't love it
[Verse 4]
Woo! Hey, now you know
Inhale, exhale with my flow
One for the money, two for the bitches
Three to get ready, and four to hit the switches
In my Chevy, '6-4 rag to be exact
With bitches on my side, and bitches on my back
So back up, bitch, because I'm strugglin'
Just get on your knees, and then start jugglin'
These motherfuckin' nuts in your mouth
It's me, Warren G, the nigga with the clout (Woo)
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Ain’t No Fun (If the Homies Can’t Have None)
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Ee-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, The Dogg Pound's in the house (The bomb)
Ee-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, The Dogg Pound's in the house
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Snoop Doggy Dogg (Dog)
[Verse 1]
From the depths of the sea, back to the block
Snoop Doggy Dogg, funky as the, the, The D.O.C.
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
Long Beach is the spot where I serve my 'caine
Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip
Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to fuck up shit
So I ain't holdin nothin' back
And motherfucker, I got five on a twenty sack
It's like that and as a matter of fact (Rat-tat-tat-tat)
'Cause I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Yeah, so peep out the manuscript
You see that it's a must we drop gangsta shit
What's my motherfuckin' name?
[Chorus]
Snoop Doggy Dogg (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Da-da-da-da-da, do-do-do-do
Doo-doo-doo-da-da (Dog)
[Verse 2]
It's the bow to the wow, creepin' and crawlin'
Yiggy-yes, y'allin', Snoop Doggy Dogg in
The motherfuckin' house like every day
Droppin' shit with my nigga Mr. Dr. Dre
Like I said, niggas can't fuck with this
And niggas can't fuck with that
Shit that I drop 'cause ya know it don't stop
Mr. One Eight Seven on a motherfuckin' cop
Tick-tock, never the Glock, just some nuts and a cock
Robbin' motherfuckers, then I kill dem bloodclots
Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog
'Cause I'm Snoop Doggy (Who?) Doggy (What?) Doggy Dogg
[Chorus]
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo (The bomb)
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo-yo-yo-yo (Dog)
[Verse 3]
Now just throw your hands in the motherfuckin' air
And wave the motherfuckers like ya just don't care (Dog)
Yeah, roll up the dank and pour the drank
And watch your stank (Why?) 'cause Doggy's on the gank
My bank roll's on swoll
My shit's on hit, legit, now I'm on parole, stroll
With Tha Dogg Pound right behind me
And up in your bitch is where ya might find me
Layin' that, playin' that G Thang
She want the nigga with the biggest nuts, and guess what?
He is I and I am him
Slim with the tilted brim, what's my motherfuckin' name?
[Chorus]
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Snoop Doggy Dogg
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Snoop Doggy Dogg (Dog)
Da-da-da-da-da, do-do-do-do
Doo-doo-doo-da-da (The bomb)
Da-da-da-da-da, do-do-do-do
Doo-doo-doo-da-da (Dog, the bomb)
[Outro]
Doggy Dogg (Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo, yippie-yay)
Doggy Dogg (Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo, the bomb)
Doggy Dogg (Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo, yippie-yay)
Bow-wow-wow, yippie-yo (The Bomb)
What is his name? (Dog)
Snoopy Dogg and the Dogg Pound (Dog, the bomb)
Oh, Snoopy Dogg
Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (The bomb)
Yeah, yeah, I know his name (Dog)
C'mon Snoopy, c'mon Snoopy (The bomb)
And the Dogg Pound, Snoopy Dogg (The bomb)
Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (Dog)
Dog, nasty dog, doggy dog
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Who Am I (What’s My Name)?
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Snoop Dogg
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[Skit]
Woo, hey, now you know...
Ayy, ayy, JC ('Sup, Heron?)
Ain't that Snoop Dogg over there?
That nigga with that blue coat on? (Yeah)
Yeah, oh yeah, that's that nigga
Nigga, roll up on the side of him, man
Roll your window down
Man, hand me my motherfucking Glock man, give me another clip
'Cause I'm gonna smoke this fool
Yeah, roll the windows down
Yeah, okay there he go
Ayy man, you Snoop Dogg?
Snoop? (Huh?) Snoop Doggy Dogg?
Man, he's Snoop Dogg
Man, fuck that nigga (Nigga, man)
Get that nigga, man
Man, get that fool, man, get him, man, he trying to run, man
Dump on that fool, man, I don't give a fuck
What set you got now?
Fuck you, nigga
Yeah, nigga, what's up?
Nigga
Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, nigga, one less nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, nigga, you's a dead motherfucker now
[Verse 1]
As I look up at the sky
My mind starts tripping, a tear drops my eye
My body temperature falls
I'm shaking and they break in tryna save the Dogg
Pumping on my chest and I'm screaming
I stop breathing, damn, I see demons
Dear God, I wonder, can you save me?
I can't die, my boo boo's 'bout to have my baby
I think it's too late for praying, hold up
A voice spoke to me and it slowly started saying
Bring your lifestyle to me, I'll make it better
How long will I live? Eternal life and forever
And will I be the G that I was?
I'll make your life better than you can imagine or even dreamed of
So relax your soul, let me take control
Close your eyes, my son, my eyes are closed
[Chorus]
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
[Verse 2]
I'm fresh up out my coma
I got my Mama and my Daddy and my homies in my corner
It's gonna take a miracle they say
For me to walk again and talk again, but anyway
I get fronted some ki's to get back on my feet
And everything that nigga said came to reality
Living like a baller loc
Having money and blowing hella chronic smoke
I bought my Mama a Benz and bought my boo boo a Jag
And now I'm rolling in a nine-trizzay El Do-Rad
Just remember who changed your mind
'Cause when you start set-tripping, that ass is mine
Indeed, agreed, proceed to smoke weed
Never have a want, never have a need
They say I'm greedy but I still want more
'Cause my eyes wanna journey some more, really though (Check it out)
[Bridge]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take
[Verse 3]
No more indo, gin and juice
I'm on my way to Chino, rolling on the grey goose
Shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with an izzel, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggas from the other side recognize my face
'Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C
Mad dogging niggas 'cause I don't care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggas stare as I enter the center
They send me to a level three yard, that's where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scraping on the floor
Niggas getting they shanks, just in case the war
Pops off, 'cause you can't tell what's next
My little homie Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck
And he probably won't make it to see twenty-two
I put that on my Mama, I'ma ride for you, Baby Boo
[Chorus]
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
Murder
Murder was the case that they gave me
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Murder Was The Case (DeathAfterVisualizingEternity)
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Domino, motherfucker, what's happenin'?
Ah, nigga, eat a dick, nigga
Don't break my mama new glass table, nigga
Yeah, fuck that, fuck what they talkin' 'bout, nigga
Fuck that, nigga
Rack them motherfuckin' dominoes up, nigga
Just look, ayy, look out for the table, nigga
Fuck that
Ayo, where Snoop Dogg?
I don't know, that nigga just went upstairs with that big booty bitch, man
Oh, he ain't bustin' no nuts on my mama's spread, man
That nigga up there gettin' his socks blew the fuck off
Gettin' his ass chewed out
Better ask somebody
Balls licked up and down
Hell yeah
Ayo, what's up with them niggas that was on the TV dissin' you?
Man, fuck them niggas, man, I ain't thinkin' about that old shit, man
Buster-ass, HIV-pussy-havin' motherfuckers
Yo, yo, yo, Daz, easy come, easy—
Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go a little something like this
[Verse 1]
Lodi dodi, we likes to party
We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody
We're just some niggas who're on the mic
And when we rock up on the mic, we rock the mic (Right)
For all my dogs keepin' y'all in health
Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself
'Cause it's cool when you cause the cozy condition
In which we create 'cause that's our mission
So listen close to what we say
Because this types of shit happens every day
I woke up around ten o'clock in the morning
I gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawn, and
Went to the bathroom to wash up
I threw some soap on my face and put my hands upon a cup
And said, "Um, mirror mirror, on, the wall
Who is the top dog of them all?"
There was a ruffle duffle, five minutes it lasted
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard"
Well, that's true, that's why we never have no beef
So I slipped off my khakis and my gold leaf
Used Oil of Olay 'cause my skin gets pale
And then I got the file for my fingernails
I'm true to the style on my behalf
I put the bubbles in the tub so I can take a bubble bath
Clean, dry, was my body and hair
I threw on my brand new doggy underwear
For all the bitches I might take home
I got the Johnson's Baby Powder and Cool Water cologne
Now I'm fresh, dressed like a million bucks
Threw on my white socks with my all-blue Chucks
Stepped out the house, stopped short, "Oh no"
I went back in, "I forgot my Indo"
Then I dilly (Dally) I ran through a (Alley)
I bumped into this smoker named (Sally) from the (Valley)
This was a girl playing hard to get
So I said, "What's wrong?" 'cause she looked upset
She said, um
[Bridge]
It's all because of you, I'm feeling sad and blue
You went away, now my life is filled with rainy days
I love you so, how much, you'll never know
'Cause you took your dope away from me
[Verse 2]
Damn, now what was I to do?
She's crying over me and she was feelin' blue
I said, "Um, don't cry, dry your eye
And here comes your mother with those two little guys"
Her mean mother step, then says to me, "Hi"
Decked Sally in the face and punched her in the eye
Punched her in the belly and stepped on her feet
Slammed the child on the hard concrete
The bitch was strong, the kids was gone
Somethin' was wrong, I said, "What was goin' on?"
I tried to break it up, I said, "Stop it, just leave her"
She said, "If I can't smoke none, she can't either"
She grabbed me closely by my socks
And so I broke the hell out and I grabbed my sack of rocks
But um, they gave chase, they caught up quick
They started cryin' on my shoes and grabbin' my dick
And sayin', "Why don't you give me a play
So we can break it down the Long Beach way
And if you give me that okay
I'll give you all my love today
Doggy, Doggy, Doggy, can't you see?
Somehow your words just hypnotize me
And I just love your jazzy ways
Doggy Dogg, your love is here to stay"
And on and on and on, she kept goin'
The bitch been around before my mother's born
I said, "Cheer up," so I gave her a hit
I said, "You can't have me, I'm too young for you, bitch"
She said, "No, you're not," then she starts cryin'
I says, "I'm nineteen," she says, "Stop lyin'"
I says, "I am, go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover"
[Outro]
Yeah, uh, tick-tock, you don't stop
And to the, uh, tick-tock and you don't quit
Yeah, tick-tock and you don't stop
And to the, uh, tick-tock and you don't quit
Bitch
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Lodi Dodi
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
Mhm, hm
[Verse 1]
I was chillin' (Chillin') right around my way (Way)
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit with his homies like he was a straight G
Askin' where I'm from while he runnin' up
Gangbang my set on e'ry one of 'em (20's, nigga, 20's)
Some things, sons, they just won't change
Fools don't respect nuttin' but the gangbang (Bang)
What's seen is what's saw, Dogg is the law
I have you niggas runnin' like a marathon
Lil' G's tryna creep on the East with it
Talkin' 'bout they gon' get my chain and they gon' leave with it (Mm)
But they don't know once they get close
It's tic-tac-toe, three motherfuckers laid on the floor (Watch out)
Yeah, this happened yesterday
On the West they spray, I heard a ese say, he said
[Chorus]
Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (And what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (Uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (And what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged
[Post-Chorus]
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
[Verse 2]
I didn't mean to hit what I hit
Now there's three motherfuckers dead and I ain't seen shit
But these niggas'll scream for plea
But for a G like me, it's just a case, really, you could see
I crack the MAC back and pop off rollin'
And smack ya neck back, ya drop off, fallin'
I haven't seen my mama in a week
And she ain't even ran her mouth about me
Fuck that, I ain't give a fuck about the law
Niggas say they wanna brawl, you would think that they were broads
Believin' all the things that you never saw
In it, y'all, been a Dogg, smoke you like a Menthol
You think you know? But this can't go
You think you'll blow on my dope? What the fuck? No
See these niggas proceed with speed
So feel the need to bleed, all you hear my enemies goin'
[Verse 3]
I wouldn't be the nigga that I am
If I didn't pop niggas in they mouth, goddamn
And Snoop'll keep one foot on the streets
And leave 'em covered in sheets, run with them niggas with the heat (Heat)
You never seen a thug like this
You never seen a dub like me
And I ain't weak for wanting peace
In fact, I could be "Beast of the East", motherfucker
I never hesitate to blaze (Blaze)
A nigga really tryna change his ways
We gotta move my team, 'cause my peoples
Is screamin' that we need more for fun or it's illegal
Ba-ba-bang on a song, make it feel like a drive-by (Drive-by)
It's a shame, but somebody gotta die (Die)
They see it happen state-to-state
But when I'm mobbin' L.A., all I hear the eses say, they go
[Outro]
Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, they say him bust gunshots
DPG, them bust gunshots
BBC, you know them bust gunshots, come again, now
Snoop Dogg, him bust gunshots
Skateboard P, you know him bust gunshots, come again, now
BBC, them bust gunshots
DPGC, you know them bust gunshots, come again, now
I'm tired of hearin' all that bullshit
When you gon' play some of that good shit? Damn
I mean, give me some like a—
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Vato
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
[Chorus]
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
[Verse 1]
I know you gon' lose it, this new Snoop shit
Come on, baby boo, you gots to get into it
Don't fool with the player with the cool whip
Yeah, yeah, you know I'm always on that cool shit
Walk to it, do it how you do it
Have a glass, let me put you in the mood, and
Little cutie, looking like a student
Long hair with your big fat booty
Back in the days, you was a girl I went to school with
Had to tell your moms and sister to cool it
The girl wanna do it, I just might do it
Hit her off with some pimp-pimp fluid
Mommy, don't worry, I won't abuse it
Hurry up and finish so we can watch Clueless
I laugh at these niggas when they ask, "Who do this?"
But everybody know, ooh, girl, that you is
[Verse 2]
When I see my baby boo, shit, I get foolish
Smack a nigga that tries to pursue it
Homeboy, she taken, just move it
I asked you nicely, don't make the Dogg lose it
We just blow dro and keep the flow movin'
In a '64, me and baby boo cruisin'
Body rag interior blue, and
Have them hydraulics squeakin' when we screwin'
Now she's yellin', hollerin' out "Snoop!" and
Hootin', hollerin'; hollerin', hootin'
Black and beautiful, you the one I'm choosin'
Hair long, thin, black and curly like you're Cuban
Keep groovin', that's what we doin'
And we gon' be together until your moms move in
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
[Post-Chorus]
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
[Verse 3]
Snoop Dogg Clothing, that's what I'm groomed in
You got my pictures on the wall in your room, and
Girls be complaining you keep me boomin'
But girls like that wanna listen to Pat Boone
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
You's a college girl, but that don't stop you from doin'
Come and see the Dogg in a hood near you, and
You don't ask why I roll with a crew, and
Twist up my fingers, and wear dark blue, and
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
On the Eastside, that's the crew I choose
Nothing I do is new to you
I smack up the world if they rude to you
'Cause baby girl, you're so beautiful
[Chorus]
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
Beautiful, I just want you to know
You're my favorite girl
[Post-Chorus]
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
See, I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
I just want you
To know that you are really special
(Yeah, oh, yeah, there's something about you)
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
[Outro]
Ehh... oh, yeah, there's something about you... Oh-hooo!
Ehh... oh, yeah, there's something about you... Oh-hooo!
Ehh... oh, yeah, there's something about you... Oh-hooo!
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Beautiful
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Ayo, Jim, man, why don't ya...
Why don't you kick some of that, you know?
You-You know how you do it, man
It's a trip, people don't even believe we're together right now (Wow!)
Bu-, bu-, but tell your story
You know the one I like (Ride, ride, ride)
Say it for me
[Chorus]
Riders on the storm
(Ride, ride, ride)
Riders on the storm
(Ride, ride, ride)
Into this house we're born
(Into this house we're born)
Into this world we're thrown
(Into this world we're thrown)
Like a dog without a bone (Woof, woof)
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm (Ride, ride, ride)
There's a killer on the road (Killer, killer, murder, murder, murder)
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
(Holidays, holidays)
Let your children play (C'me here and play)
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family will die (Ride, ride, ride)
Killer on the road (Killer, murder, murder, murder, murder, murder)
Yeah!
[Verse 1]
Goin' off of this, goin' off of that
With the Lizard king bumpin' in the back, how 'bout that?
Driftin', liftin', swiftin' (Let 'em in. let 'em in)
Coastin', testaroastin' (Yeah)
But the wheels won't stop (Won't stop)
200 on the highway, fresh up off the block
He's a rider? (Woo, woo) Naw, he's a killer
Dressed in all black, but his hat says Steeler (Steeler, Steeler)
Pedal to the metal (Metal)
I gotta go hard, drive by and say "hello"
Hey, Fredwreck, you my mello
Now let me hear what I sound like acapella (Shh)
Wow, ride, dip swish
Now bring it back, just like this
Like a dog without his bone
Unlike a G without his chrome
It's hard to imagine
The homie dog in a Jag and he's checkin' for the checkered flagin'
Comin' in first, never in last
'Cause my car too fast (Zoom, zoom)
I never ever run outta gas
'Cause I'm just too clean, I do it upperclass
So fasten your seat belts
It's so hot, it'd even make heat melt (Woo, woo)
So get a board and roll and ride
Slip through the slip and slide
[Chorus]
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If you give this man a ride
Sweet family will die
Killer on the road
Yeah
[Bridge]
Woah!
Away in India
Woo!
[Verse 2]
Need for Speed, I'm tryin' to take the lead
Hold on, little homie, 'fore you run into the trees (Watch out!, watch out!)
I've seen things that I never would've saw before
Ayo, Jim, let 'em in, let 'em in
Open up, my back tire smokin' up
The whole street
And now the police wanna flash their lights (Wuuh, wuuh)
And chase the Dogg all night (Woof!)
But I won't pull over nor give up
'Cause I just don't give a (What?)
Yeah, I'm from the side, boy
Where we was born and raised
Straight up to ride, boy (West Side)
Continuously (Continuously)
We get to it expeditiously (Yeah)
Keep the light on, East side on
Snoop Dogg and The Doors and, yeah, we 'bout to ride on
[Chorus]
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
[Outro]
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
And let's ride! (Wow! Yeah!)
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Riders On the Storm (Fredwreck Remix)
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
That was Tha Dogg Pound here right on WBallz
187.4 on your FM dial
You're tuned in to the biggest balls of them all, DJ Sal T. Nuts
Ayy, don't forget about my homeboy Eazy Dick and The Jackoff Hour
That's happening at twelve o'clock tonight
Right now we got some new Snoop Doggy Dogg for that ass
This one is called "Tha Shiznit"
You're about to go downtown, bitch
Right here on the station that plays only platinum hits
That's 187.4 on your FM dial
If you're lickin', that's WBallz
Everybody's got to hear the shit
On WBallz, WBallz, WBallz
[Verse 1]
Poppin', stoppin', hoppin' like a rabbit
When I take the Nina Ross, ya know I gots to have it
I lay back in the cut, retain myself
Think about the shit and I think it well
How can I makes my grip?
And how should I make that nigga straight slip?
Set trip, gotta get him for his grip
As I dip around the corner, now I'm on a
'Nother mission, wishin' upon a star
Snoop Doggy Dogg with the caviar
In the back of the limo, no demo, this is the real
Breakin' niggas down like Evander Holyfield, chill
'Til the next episode
I make money and I really don't love hoes
Tell you the truth, I swoop in the coupe
I used to sell loop, I used to shoot hoops
But now I make hits every single day
With that nigga, the diggy Dr. Dre
So lay back in the cut, motherfucker, 'fore you get shot
It's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin' cop
[Chorus]
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
[Verse 2]
Boy, it's gettin' hot, yes, indeed it is
Snoop Dogg is on the mic, I'm 'bout as crazy as Biz
Markie, spark the chronic bud real quick
And let me get into some fly gangster shit
Yeah, I lay back, stay back in the cut
Niggas try to play the D-O-G like a mutt
I got a little message, don't try to see Snoop
I'm finna fuck a bitch, what's her name? It's Luke
You tried to see me on the TV, you'se a B.G
D-O-double-G, yes, I'm a OG
You can't see my homie Dr. Dre
So what the fuck a nigga like you gotta say?
Gotta take a trip to the M-I-A
And serve your ass with the motherfuckin' AK
You can't see the D-O-double-G 'cause that be me
I'm servin' 'em, swervin' in the coupe
The Lexus flexes from Long Beach to Texas
Sexiest hoes, they wanna get with this
'Cause Snoop Dogg is the shit, biatch
[Chorus]
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
[Verse 3]
Uh, I'm somewhat brain boggled
So I look to the microphone and slowly start to wobble
Grab it, habit, stick it to the plug
It's Snoop Doggy, I got a fat dub
Sack of the chronic in my back pocket low
Need myself a lighter so I can take a smoke
I toke everyday, I loc everyday
With the P-O-U-N-D and my nigga, Dr. Dre
Lay back in the cut like I told your ass
Give me the microphone and let me hit you with a blast
I got a little cousin by the name of Daz
And bitches who fuck him give me the ass
'Cause they know about the shit that we be goin' through
And they know about the shit that I be puttin' up
And they be knowin' 'bout the shit I do when I'm on the mic
'Cause Snoop Dogg is Trump tight like a virgin, the surgeon
Is Dr. Drizzay, so lizzay and plizzay
With D-O-double-Gizzay the fly human being, seein'
No, I'm not European, bein' all I can
When I put the motherfuckin' mic in my hand, and
You don't understand what I'm kickin'
'Cause Snoop is on the mic and I gets wicked, follow me
Listen to me, 'cause I do you like you wanna be done
Snoop Doggy Dogg on this three, two, one, um
Dum, diddy-dum, here I come
With the gat and the guitar will strum, um
Not that lunatic nigga who you thought I was
When I caught you slippin', I'ma catch you then I'll peel your cap
Snap back, relax
Ya bet' not be slippin' with them Ds on that '83 Cadillac
So we gon' smoke an ounce to this
Gs up, hoes down while you motherfuckers bounce to this
[Chorus]
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da, da-da-da
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Tha Shiznit
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Snoop Dogg
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[Skit]
Can we get a motherfuckin' moment of silence
For the small chronic break?
A-hah, yeah
Niggas be brown-nosin' these hoes and shit
Takin' bitches out to eat, and spendin' money on these hoes
Know what I'm sayin'?
I treat a bitch like 7-Up — I never have, I never will
I tell a bitch like this:
"Bitch, you without me is like Harold Melvin without Blue Notes
You'll never go platinum"
Hey Daz, give me a light, nigga
[Intro]
We’d like to welcome y'all to the fabulous Carolina West
I own this motherfucker, and my name is Taa-Dow
Y'all niggas know who I am, y'all niggas tearin' up shit
But we got somethin' old, and somethin' new for y'all tonight
Put yo' hands together for Snoop Doggy Dogg
The Dogg Pound, and the fabulous Dramatics
[Bridge]
It's like everywhere I look, and everywhere I go
I'm hearin' motherfuckers tryna steal my flow
But it ain't no thang, 'cause, see, my nigga Coolio
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the do'
[Verse 1]
You know, some of these niggas is so deceptive
Usin' my styles like a contraceptive
I hope you get burnt, seems you haven't learnt
It's the knick-knack, paddywhack, I still got the biggest sack
So put your gun away, run away, 'cause I'm back (Why?)
Hit 'em up, get 'em up, spit 'em up
Now, tell me, what's going on?
It make me wanna holler, 'cause my dollars come in O-zones
Known for the break up, so take off your clothes
And quit tryna spit at my motherfuckin' hoes
Speakin' of hoes, I'll get to the point
You think you got the bomb 'cause I rolled you a joint?
You'se a flea, and I'm the Big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws
Y'alls niggas better recognize (Uh-huh)
And see where I'm comin' from — it's still Eastside 'til I die
Why ask why?
As the world keeps spinnin' to the D-O-double G, Y
[Chorus]
It's a crazy, mixed-up world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
It's a Doggy Dogg World
(It's a Doggy Dogg World)
Oh
[Verse 2]
Well, if you give me ten bitches, then I'll fuck all ten
See my homie Snoop Dogg sippin' juice and gin
Don't slip, I'm for the set-trip to get papers
Styles vary, packin' flavor like Lifesavers
Ain't that somethin'? Talk shit and I'm dumpin'
I had your whole fuckin' block bumpin'
Don't sweat, but check the technique, I'm unique like China
You'll never find a bomber rhymer than this nigga behind ya
So peek-a-boo, clear the way, I'm comin' through
One-two, three — you can't see me
I'm a G like that, strapped with hit-hard tactics
A fuckin' menace, usin' hoes like tennis rackets
It's on again, it's on and poppin'
All I see is green, so there ain't no stoppin'
I wanna see some panties droppin'
I'm comin' from L.A, she used to chill with Dre up in Compton
(All I ever did was just use that ho
Show her my dickies, get with these, and kick flows)
I’m dishin' out blues, I’m upsettin' like bad news
Cut off khakis, french braids, and house shoes
Kurupt, the name’s often marked for catchin' slugs
And I smoke weed for the fuck of it
Rough and rugged shit, it’s unexplanatory how I gets wicked
But it’s mandatory that I kick it
Check it, I’m runnin' hoes in '94, now must I prove it
Hoes call me Sugar Ray for the way I be stickin' and movin'
Prepare for a war, it’s on
I’m head huntin', hit the button, and light shit up like Red Dawn
Peep the massacre from a verbal assassin
Murderin' with rhymes packin' TEC-9’s for some action
You really don’t know, do you? You fuckin' wit a hog
You can’t do me, I’m goin' out looney like O-Dog
[Chorus]
Ooh (Ma-ma-ma, ma-ma-ma, ma-ma, my)
It's a Doggy Dogg World (It's your world)
The Dogg's World (It's your world)
[Bridge]
Tha Dogg Pound rocks the party (All night long)
Uh-huh, 'til when? (Till the early morn')
It don't stop, and uh, it don't quit for the
Tha Dogg Pound clique to drop the cavi dope shit
[Verse 3]
Diggity-Daz out of the motherfuckin' cut once mo'
So grab a seat and grab your gin and juice and check out the flow
I flip-flop and serve hoes with the fat dick
'Til I die, I'm still screamin' out ("Bitches ain't shit")
Now, I'm the mack daddy, had he
Not known about the city where I'm from, dum-diddy-dum
As you groove to the gangster shit
The D-O-double G, the P-O-U-N-D, the gangster clique
Now as Tha Pound break it down with the gangster funk
I can see and I can tell that's what the fuck you want
So I blaze up the chronic so I can get high
I promise I'll smoke chronic 'til the day that I die
[Chorus]
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
It's a Doggy Dogg World
A dogs world
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Doggy Dogg World
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Yeah, that's right, I like that
The royal penis is clean your highness
Thank you, uh, uh
Snoop, Kells
You know how we get down
[Chorus]
I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like "That's that shit"
I'm in the back of the club, blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit
In the spot where the girls go wild
Dancing titty bar style, I'm like "That's that shit"
Snoop Dizzle (Hey) your boy Kells (Hey)
Let me hear you say "That's that shit"
[Verse 1]
Let's get this party jumpin', me and Kel' gon' get it bumpin'
They humpin' like when it's over, we gon' all get into somethin'
The Dogg is fresh, Southside without a vest
Nothin on my chest but these ladies up out the Midwest
I must confess that in the Chi' you're so blessed
Leaving nothing on my mind but Doggy, you and safe sex
This ain't a test, you fucking with a cold mess
Meet me in Chicago, let me hip you to this real west
It's real strong, real fat and real long
Doggies in the building, holdin' something they can feel up on
And once they get it something they can build up on
Take that skinny nigga home, work that filling till it's gone
Get that home grown, put that shit on Daddy long
I know how you ladies do it, t-shirt with no panties on
Let's get this shit crackin', Kell and Doggy Dogg in action
If you in here all alone, you might get this dog bone
[Chorus]
I pull up, dip low in the Phantom with the wheels spinnin'
Ladies like "That's that shit"
I'm in the back of the club, blowin' trees
Hands up, head bobbin' like that's that shit
In the spot where the girls go wild
Dancing titty bar style, I'm like "That's that shit"
Snoop Dizzle (Hey), your boy Kells (Hey)
Let me hear you say "That's that shit"
[Verse 2]
Dippin' low, '64, hundred spokes and chronic smoke
All these ladies on the floor cause they know what we in here for
Dogg and Kelly came to ball, get your ass up off the wall
Let that middle wiggle now make that shit fall
Not just one but all y'all, move it like you want it all
Let me see you bounce it for me, work that shit for Doggy Dogg
You gots to do it, is that your crew?
Bring 'em too, come here let me take you through it
Then once Kelly get into it, we can get this after party
Poppin' everybody, got themselves another body
Knockin' out without protection though, that's my confession
But at the spot if you just think you want a lesson, you can drop it like it's hot
Hold up, I came to cool out, lay back and get blown
Maybe Henny, maybe gin, a couple shots of Patron
And if you didn't you missed it but now it's known
That this that shit, Kels sing that song, come on
[Bridge]
So if you think you got the bomb shit
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
And if you lookin' for some good sex
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
Girl if you ever in the 3-1-2
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
And if you're ever in the 2-1-3
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
Holla at a playa
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That’s That Shit
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Yeah, time to bring your ass to the table, y’all
It’s X to the Z, Xzibit, yeah
Snoop double D, uh, OG (Where you at? West Coast, Los Angeles)
What
Bringin' it live, Dr. Dre, what
Throwin' up a big ass W
Coverin' up the world, right
Yeah, ha
Listen, look
[Verse 1]
You ain't tryna hot box with me, I swig hard liquor
Goin' down by the second round, all hail the underground
How that sound? Xzibit backin' down from a conflict
Fuck the nonsense! Terrorist, here to bomb shit
Glass and metal in every direction
Innocent bystanders taught a very hard lesson
I'm the reason there's no time to reach for that weapon
And reason why niggas with problems keep on steppin'
Xzibit ready to scrap like Mike Tyson with his license back
9 to 5 minimum wage? What type of life is that?
For me? It's blasphemy
You fuckin' around with the Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy
You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X
Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex
Drunk drivin', tryna stack my loot
While other rappers gettin' Treated Like a Prostitute, so check the SoundScan
[Refrain 1]
All I wanna be was a G, ha
My whole life, nigga please, ha
Breakin' off these motherfuckin' keys, ha
Let's get these motherfuckin' G's, ha
Nigga, you don't wanna fuck with this
[Verse 2]
Oh, no, Big Snoop Dogg
Back up in the heezy, baby
You jockin' my style? You so crazy
Dre say, ain't no limit to this
As long as we drop gangsta shit
Look here, bitch, you fine and I dig your style
Come fuck with a nigga and do it doggy style
I'll be gentle, sentimental
Shit, we fucked in the rental
Lincoln Continental
Coast-to-coast, L.A. to Chicago
[Refrain 2]
(Yeah, nigga, you know what's happenin', man) I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(These bitches know what time it is) Ask the bitches in your hood 'cause they know (Hell yeah)
(Hoes know about a nigga like me, man) I get this pussy everywhere that I go
(I pimp these hoes, nigga, ha-ha) Ask the bitches in your hood 'cause they know
[Verse 3]
Bitch, please! Get down on your goddamn knees
For this money, chronic, clothes and weed (Look)
Look, you fuckin' with some real O.G.'s, bitch please
Bitch, please!
Get down on your motherfuckin' knees
We came to get the motherfuckin' cheese
Yeah, you fuckin' wit' some real O.G.’s, you dick tease
[Verse 4]
Bitch, please!
Now what you need to do is
Hem my coat, and roll me some dope (Fo' real)
Different strokes (Huh-uh) for different folks
Oh, you like settin' niggas up and gettin' them locs?
A cute little bitch with a whole lotta heart
Shit gets thick when the light gets dark
She say she got a lick for me (Well, hook it up)
Worth about 200 G's and 30 ki's!
Now check this out, Dre: now, if I don't move
Then a nigga like me, shit, I don't lose
But you know me, dog, I'm movin'!
Ain't nothing’ to it but to get to groovin'
You've been waitin' on a nigga like me (What's that?)
To take that chance and rob your man and beat up the pussy
A victim of the circumstance
That's the Devil, they always wanna dance
See we go out with a bang (Bang, bang)
I'm tryin' to work this cold thang
And take this whole thang
[Refrain 3]
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho’ (Fo' sho’)
I get the money everywhere that I go (I go)
I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho’ (Fo' sho’)
[Outro]
Ayo, ayo, ayo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin’ D.P.G. till the day I d-i-e
Ayo, ayo, ayo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin’ D.P.G. till the day I d-i-e
Ayo, ayo, ayo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin’ D.P.G. till the day I d-i-e
Ayo, ayo, ayo
You don't wanna step to me
Still claimin’ D.P.G. till the day I d-i-e
|
Bitch Please
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Six million ways to die, choose one
[Verse 1]
It's time to escape, but I don't know where the fuck I'm headed
Up or down, right or left, life or death
I see myself in a mist of smoke
Death becomes any nigga that takes me for a joke
We hit a five dollar stick, now we putting in work
Unaccountable amounts of dirt
Death becomes all niggas, anybody killer
You know what the deal is, nigga, you know what the real is
[Verse 2]
I see some off-brand niggas on the corner flaggin' me down
Sayin', "Yo Daz, what's up with the Pound?
Is that nigga Snoop alright? Ayo, what's up with the crew?
Is them niggas in jail, or are them niggas through?"
I said, "If you ain't up on thangs
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the gang"
It's like this, they don't understand
It's an everyday thang to gangbang
Make that twist, don't be a bitch, let these niggas know
What's up with you? I represent the Pound and Death Row
And can't no other motherfucker in L.A. or Long Beach
Or Compton and Watts see D-O-Gs, now
You can't come and you can't run, and you can't
See long to the G of the gang, one gun
Is all that we need to put you to rest
(Pump-pump) Put two slugs dead in your chest
Now you dead then a motherfucker creeping and sleeping
Six feet deep in, fucking with the Pound is
[Chorus]
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
[Verse 3]
The cloud becomes black and the sky becomes blue
Now you in the midst of the Dogg Pound crew
Ain't no clue on why the fuck we do what we do
Leave you in a state of paranoia, ooh
Don't make a move for your gat so soon
'Cause I drops bombs like Platoon (Ayy, nigga)
Walk with me, hold my hand and let me lead you
I'll take you on a journey, and I promise I won't leave you (I won't leave you)
Until you get the full comprehension
And when you do, that's when the mission
Or survival becomes your every thought
Keep your eyes open, 'cause you don't wanna be caught
Half-stepping with your weapon on safety
Now break yourself, motherfucker, 'fore you make me
Take this 211 to another level
I come up with your ends, you go down with the Devil
Now roam through the depths of Hell
Where the rest your busta-ass homeboys dwell, well
[Chorus]
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Suicide, it's a suicide
Now tell me, what's my motherfuckin' name?
Serial killa
Serial killa
Serial killa
Wake up in the morning, eat your Lucky Charms cereal
[Verse 4]
Deep, deep like the mind of Minolta
Now picture this
Let's picnic inside a morgue
Not pic-a-nic baskets, pic-a-nic caskets
And I got the machine to crack your fuckin' chest plate
Open and release them guts
Then I release def cuts
Brutal, jagged edged, totally roughneck
Now everybody scream, 'nuff respect to the X
'Nuff respect given
Disrespect and you will not be living
Word to mama and my drama, dilemma
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Serial Killa
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Good morning, boys and girls
I'm your substitute teacher
My name is Mr. Buckworth
The topic for today is
What you would like to be when you grow up
You, over there in the jean shirt
What you wanna be when you grow up?
I would like to be a police officer
Alrighty, that's a pretty good profession
You over there in that black shirt
What you wanna be when you grow up?
I would like to be a fireman
Alright, that's a pretty good profession too
Hey, you in the back with those French braids
What's your name?
My name is Snoop
Alright, Snoop
What you wanna be when you grow up?
I wanna be a motherfuckin' hustla
Ya better ask somebody
[Chorus]
This is for the G's, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas, now back to the G's
This is for the G's, and this is for the Hustlas
This is for the hustlas now back to the G's
[Verse 1]
Freeze, at ease, now let me drop some more of them keys
It's one-nine-nine-tre so let me just play
It's Snoop Dogg, I'm on the mic, I'm back with Dr. Dre
But this time I'ma hit yo' ass with a touch
To leave motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin'
The dopest motherfucker that ya hearin' on the record
It's me, ya see, S-N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, the D-O-double-G
I'm fly as a falcon, soarin' through the sky
And I'm high 'til I dizzie, rizzide
So check it, I get busy, I make your head dizzy
I blow up your mouth like I was Dizzy Gillespie
I'm crazy, you can't phase me
I'm the S oh yes, I'm fresh, I don't fuck with the stress
I'm all about the chronic, bionic ya see
Every single day, chillin' with the D-O-double-G's
P-O-U-N-D that's my clique, my crew
You fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up
I thought ya knew, but yet and still
Ya wanna get real, now it's time to peel, ya say chill
And feel, the motherfuckin' realism
Snoop Doggy Dogg is on the mic I'm hittin' hard as steel nigga
[Verse 2]
How many hoes in your motherfuckin group
Wanna take a ride in my 7-8 Coupe, DeVille?
Chill, as I take you on a trip
Where them niggas ride, and slide, you know about the East Side
Niggas like myself, here to show you where it's at
With my hoes on my side, and my strap on my back
Papers I stack daily
And Death Row is still the label that pays me
But you know how that go
We flow toe for toe, if you ain't on the Row
Fuck you and your ho, really though, so check it
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip
Still clockin' grip, and don't really give a shit
About nuttin' at all, just my Doggs, steppin' through the fog
And I'm still gon' fade 'em all
With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin'
How many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin'?
Every single one, to get the job done
As I dip, skip, flip, right back to two one
Where the sun be shinin' and I be rhymin'
It's me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I'm climbin'
[Verse 3]
I come creepin' through the fog with my saggin' deuce
East Side, Long Beach, in a 7-8 Coupe DeVille
I'm rollin' with the G Funk, bumpin' in my shit and it don't quit
So drop it on the one motherfucker put together that set
A nigga with a grip of that gangsta shit
With the Eastside hoes on my motherfuckin' dick
And the Compton niggas all about to set trip
Swing it back, bring it back, just like this
And if you with my shit, then blaze up another spliff
And keep the motherfuckin' blunt in your pocket, loc
'Cause Doggy Dogg is all about the zig zag smoke
See, it's a West coast thing, where I'm from
And if you want some, get some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause bow wow
Yippie yo, you can't see my flow
My shit is dope, original, now you know
And can't no hood fuck with Death Rizzow
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Gz And Hustlas
|
Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
Let you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though
'Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke
I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast
Watch how you hit it, just one hit will burn your chest, though
[Verse 1]
Cut those cameras on 'cause my camo's on
And my niggas back and we riding 'round town
With a big ol' bag of weed, Taylor Gang, we ain't in yo' faculty
Me and Snoop Dogg, we created a masterpiece
Smoke all day and I'm making this cash
And we 'bout it, 'bout it, like Master P
Go hard, stack ya cheese, roll a joint, pass the trees
T-G-O-D, he's the O-G, real G shit what it has to be
My real niggas gon' pop tags for me
Fake niggas won't get bags from me
Say you just wanna shake hands with me?
Same fuck niggas used to laugh at me
Now I'm riding 'round town in a car that you can't even pronounce
And you can't go fast as me
Smoking marijuana and she know that I'm a player
So she wanna come up here and spend that cash with me
That pimp shit come naturally
That fuck shit is whack to me
My kush grown organically
My balling is actually
[Chorus]
Let you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though
'Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke
I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast
Watch how you hit it, just one hit will burn your chest, though, fa sho
You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on
You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on
You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on
You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on
[Verse 2]
Let me turn you on and turn you out
To make you feel like you really wanna feel
For real, show Will, nigga, I got that kilo
You know what I got:
Captain Crunch, soda pop
Light green kush cut from a bush
Mix it together, get it together
Hypo grow with the hydro flow
Smoking on some shit called I don't know
This is that shit that was caught
From my niggas on the block with a .44 Glock - oh no!
Cuttin' it up, button it up
Homie don't speak at all
You might 'scape, you might be most likely like shark bait
I might hate, nigga, you smoking that lightweight
Wrong class, featherweight, levitate
Set it straight: let me break it down for you
Flip it, zip it, let it fly
If it's good, it's gonna get you high
Drop it, stop it, that ain't the one
We don't even smoke that shit for fun!
[Verse 3]
Yeah, nigga, I'm rollin' up that high-grade
Chilling on the porch, smoking like it's Friday
Every day of the week to Juicy J's a high day
Niggas think I'm Chinese 'cause my eyes straight
I pour up a 6 into a 20 ounce
Smoked a half ounce of kush, felt like 20 ounces
Fucked around and popped a molly now I'm high as fuck
Every chick I'm seeing Juicy screamin' out: 'let's fuck!"
I done popped a pill and hit the lean behind it
Where my mind? Somebody help me find it
Got a black and white bitch, they my mixed bitches
They keep my double cup full, OG in my Swisher
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Smokin’ On
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Snoop Dogg
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[Interlude]
I've been trying to develop an alternative fuel from a mix of all natural substances
But the mix was highly volatile until we found a catalyst
To help stabilize the compound and supercharge the fuel
I'm sorry, what was this magical catalyst?
Marijuana, motherfucker!
Uh, ladies and gentlemen, players and playettes, teachers, staff, and students
I am very honored to welcome you to the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of Wiz Khalifa premium rolling papers
And the qualified growers of Snoop Dogg master Kush
So without further a due let's get this show on the road
First contestant bring your talent to the foreground and let your smoke be the background
[Chorus]
Everytime I go out, I'm blowing that smoke out
I buy it, don't even know the price
I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's about to go down
We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die
All we need up in heres hoes now
Roll one up, clean the ride (Uh), case them hoes wanna jump inside
[Verse 1]
Got a joint filled with quality shit
My bottom bitch smoking with me, niggas talk shit
All of 'em shrimp (Haha), I'm a big fish
Roll a joint, lick it once, tell you hit this
Groupies on my dick, several kushes on my hit-list
In and out these niggas bitches
Smoking tree and not to mention hustling, trying to mind my business
You probably went to class while I was in the hallway skipping
Yeah I hear what they saying, just be to high to listen
'Bout my money, tripping if I even fold it wrong
You ain't smoking this good, if it's fire, tell you I sold it all
Or wait 'til one of my hoes come 'round to roll it all
Or say fuck it and cuff it 'til I go smoke with Dogg
I show off, I show out, I show off
Car push to start, hit the button once it go off
Keep the money coming in and the papers rolled up
And ain't worried about a hating nigga, they get no love
[Chorus]
Everytime I go out (Out, out, out), I'm blowing that smoke out
I buy it, don't even know the price
I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's about to go down
We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die
All we need up in heres hoes now
Roll one up, clean the ride, case them hoes wanna jump inside
[Verse 2]
I go green like I was Arch Bishop Don Juan
And blow circles around you suckas like a marathon
My gym teacher told me but I didn't listen
My bitch did my homework and now I'm in detention
It should be suspension, this is my audition
So play your position, get the picture I envision
Did she mention; Snoop Dogg was made for kissing
A barracuda fishing, she on a mission for me
Pleasure, pain, and glory in my inventory
My SATs my little bitch she did 'em for me
And now we prancing on stage at the talent show
We flossing, my clothes, my chain, and my knapsack
Full of that, hand me that, can you see my telescope
Principal say she want to see me cause she smell my smoke
'Bout my money, tripping even if I fold it wrong
Blowing zones with Wiz because this is the protocol
[Chorus]
Everytime I go out, I'm blowing that smoke out
I buy it, don't even know the price
I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My nigga it's about to go down
We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die
All we need up in heres hoes now
Roll one up, clean the ride, case them hoes wanna jump inside
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Talent Show
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Snoop Dogg
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[Chorus]
Baby, you can be a movie star, hey (L.A.; In Los Angeles)
Get yourself a medical card, yeah (L.A.; In Los Angeles)
‘Cause that's how California rolls
They do the fingers like Redd Foxx, hey (L.A.; In Los Angeles)
You can make it on the light blue box, yeah (L.A.; In Los Angeles)
‘Cause that's how California roll-olls, yeah
[Verse 1]
Say when I pass you that weed and I ask if you can roll
You say "Bro, don't you know I'm from 'round here?"
Well, girl, I like the way you roll, even though you from the ghetto
You belong in a home in the mountains
Not talking 'bout the view
I'm talking 'bout me and you
So if you wanna go to Melrose
Let's hit Adidas, girl, we got our own shell toes
And then we'll go to Venice
You roll so good, you might as well let me hit it
For, like, fifteen minutes
Girl, you never gon' forget it
And if you wanna go around town
I could show you where all the real get it
And if you wanna go downtown
You might as well roll with a real nigga
I'm not talking 'bout them fools
I'm talking 'bout me and you
[Verse 2]
And when I hand you that weed and I ask if you can roll
You say, "No", let me show you around here
Cowgirl wanna roll with a winner
Rodeo with a winner, Rodeo loud, yeah
Ain't got nothing to lose
I'm talking 'bout me and you
And girl, I got a home in the Valley
And the Rolls in the valet, just tell 'em what my name is
You heard about me, you heard all about me
Mean you heard all the hittas that I'm with gangbanging
But I ain't talking 'bout the news (I'm talking 'bout me and you)
Girl, you know that I'm talking 'bout you
Let me show you all around
I could show you where all the real get it
And if you wanna go downtown
You might as well roll with a real nigga
I'm not talking 'bout them fools
I'm talking 'bout me and you
[Outro]
L.A.
L.A.
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California Roll
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Hahaha
[Chorus]
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled that's how it is
When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
Have a little party at my crib
And all the weed is rolled that's how it is
When you fucking with some OG niggas blowing OG smoke
Don't even gotta ask, you already know, we 'bout to go
[Verse 1]
Young nigga that's more famous than these older niggas
Young nigga got my game up from these older niggas
Motherfuckas hear my name, I say I told you nigga
I was taught to count my paper 'fore I fold it nigga
Now look at my chains, all them things frozen nigga
Rolling up my Mary Jane before I smoke it wit ya
Hit this J, I bet this be a day you don't remember
Looking at the top and I don't see not one contender
Cooking out the pot, I like my weed for lunch and dinner
Got some cookies in the jar, OG in the blender
You paying for quantity, but quality is what you spend for
If there's a marijuana-ology, I'll be your mentor
And all the bombest chronic leaf is what you in for
So give your parents my apology for me again or
Get high like we Cheech and Chong
We gon' eat some brownies, we gon' smoke, we gon' need some bongs
Roll up so we can all-
[Verse 2]
Killer Cali is what we blow, OG nigga from way down low
Known for banging the blue C rag, started off smoking nothing but Zags
Popping P's, chopping trees, 501's, Wallabees
All y'all invited, ignite it, light it, now follow me
Laid out, plush couch, flat screen television
Table full of vegetation, so you just might smell a nigga
That's what it is, that's what it's gon' be, East Side Long Beach where I'm from
Bring your girls, all y'all come, give me some, now give her some
It's big Mac, I love to have fun, you are, you are the one
If you get her to do it, then it'll be just like two on one
Break it down, lay it down, baby, work that body like
At the pad, acting bad, baby, what that party like?
Moving so schizophrenic, baby pull down your panties
Let the Doggy Dogg ram it, I cram to understand it
Back room that's my bedroom, make a right up in it
Close the door slow, oh fasho, I'm 'bout to slide up in it
Smoke somethin'
[Verse 3]
Having money and blowing hella chronic
Smoke I'm stunting
Cutlass on them chrome spokes with the engine running
Sounding like a dinosaur, empty stomach rumbling
Yo' bitch at the window cause she know I'm coming
She tell you that she 'bout to go jogging and on the corner she jump in
Take her to the honeycomb, stuffing kush in Raw cones, playing Megaman 3
Your Wonderwoman giving dome out Miami
Said she never leave me 'lone, she wan' have a family
She just high, tomorrow night, she'll be titties out, dancing
Tryna leave with the next nigga in the Aston
So why get caught up, I'm too swift up on my toes
To have my name brought up in sewing circles with them hoes
I rather be a straight G rolling up a whole
O-Z of that OG have them KO'ed
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OG
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Snoop Dogg
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[Produced by Jake One]
[Chorus]
French inhale
I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
French inhale
I like the way you french inhale
Do it again
[Verse 1]
Uhh, you ain't gotta sell it, cause its already sold
And you ain't gotta roll one cause its already rolled
Check out my technique, jus weed, let it flow
Shit, I've been smokin since I was 14 years old
I had a dime that never smoked blunts, just bowls
Taught me how to blow O's, inhale through my nose
So if you see me smokin dont blow my high
Uhhh, so I roll one and we both gon' fly
You smell it all in my clothes
Im takin in all the smoke when I...
[Verse 2]
I take it to the face, inhale it through my nose
Blowin with the homies on the low, man fuck these hoes
And crack-a-lac, pin it back
What you call a mack who crack a mad bitch like that?
A cracker jack
Im like a florist, tourin like a tourist
Godzilla flyin on a pegasorous
Niggas know about it, even fore I pull it out
I put some fire on it, n now they beggin me to put it out
Im in the hallway, rollin on the purple psyche
I know the in's and out's so I'mma do what the fuck I like
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French Inhale
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Snoop Dogg
|
[Chorus]
She 'bout to go in
She likes that low end
Damn, her ass is so big
Just keep it bumpin'
Peaches and cream
Uh-oh, there she go
That's that look all on her face
Shorty dancin’ like she knows
She's the baddest in the place, hey, hey
I wanna get with you (Freak, don't fail me now, hey)
So what you wanna do?
Got her freakum dress on
Them New Bs on her feet
And them bottles with the sparkles
So the other girls can see that she's paid
I wanna get with you (Freak, don't fail me now, hey!)
So what you wanna do?
[Verse 1]
She too fly for words
And where I'm at now, I'm too high for birds
Shorty, what you think about my return
'Cause what he think about, it ain't my concern
I ain't come for you, I came for your missus
I don't do it for the haters, I do it for the players
Well, okay, I do it for the riches
But in the meantime and in-between time
Shorty right there gon' get it if she with it
If she ain't, then I know her partner down
‘Cause her partner throwin’ shots every time I turn around
And her partner bringin’ partners every time I come to town
I'm a G6er, a Maybacher
You can tell the chauffeur he can park it right thurr
And I'ma walk up to the club upstairs
And when I come down he can bring it back; word
[Verse 2]
I came to cut right now
Bigg Snoop Dogg and I came to get down
Yes, I'm internationally known
Libra lovin' make you moan and groan
Burn my gas like race cars
Two bad broads with the bass on
I never met a girl that I'd wait for
I seal my deal like Jay does
All that and then some
Pimp real for real when I win some
I remember what you're thinkin’
Black shades on, drinking while you're blinkin’
Something fly, white limousine
Make a clean getaway
I loved your clothes, what you about
The way you let it out
[Chorus]
She 'bout to go in
She likes that low end
Damn, her ass is so big
Just keep it bumpin'
Peaches and cream
Uh-oh, there she go
That's that look all on her face
Shorty dancin’ like she knows
She's the baddest in the place, hey, hey
I wanna get with you (Freak, don't fail me now, hey)
So what you wanna do?
Got her freakum dress on
Them New Bs on her feet
And them bottles with the sparkles
So the other girls can see that she's paid
I wanna get with you (Freak, don't fail me now, hey)
So what you wanna do?
[Bridge]
Everybody in the world, here we go
Fill your body with the smoke, and that's the way to go
[Chorus]
She 'bout to go in
She likes that low end
Damn, her ass is so big
Just keep it bumpin'
Peaches and cream
Uh-oh, there she go
That's that look all on her face
Shorty dancin’ like she knows
She's the baddest in the place, hey, hey
I wanna get with you (Freak, don't fail me now, hey)
So what you wanna do?
Got her freakum dress
[Produced by Pharrell Williams]
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Peaches N Cream
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Snoop Dogg
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[Intro]
Yo what's Crip-a-latin'? This big Snoop Dogg
Leave your name and your number at the motherfucking beep
If this one of my hoes, 2-way me
Ayy, ayy, Snoop, what up? This your nigga Dre
Ayy, man I was thinking I ain't said shit on your whole motherfucking album
So check it out, put this on there:
All you motherfucking haters out there, can suck my motherfucking dick!
And we still smoking, what?!
[Chorus]
For the nigga who be talking loud and holding his dick, talking shit
He better lay low
For the bitch that said I shot some shit up out of my dick, now she sick
She better lay low
For the niggas who be claiming my hood
And really ain't from my gang, better lay low
I hope he don't be thinking I'm just talking
And I won't do a thing, really hope so
[Verse 1]
Lay low, nobody move until I say so
Limo tint rolling deep like the President
See I don't go to clubs, I never chase a bitch
I'm here to bang that gangsta shit 'til the apocalypse
We call it stress, some of y'all call it chocolate
Return of the Top Dogg, and ain't no stopping this
Whatever the case, I ain't trying to catch it
Lay low, blow big dope, and slang records
Unseen but well heard, do not disturb
The only reason you alive 'cause I ain't sent the word
I flip, faster than birds, Snoop Dogg will emerge
From the smoke and go loc, you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the LBC
Smash motherfuckers thinking they gonna smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what y'all say
From the World's Most Dangerous Group, N.W.A
[Verse 2]
Our rise, it was no surprise
I always knew these fools would trip
Hating, faking, scheming on mine
And on the down low talkin' shit
Best move 'cause I refuse to lose
No matter which damn road I choose
So lay low cause you might be bruised
Top story on the evening news
I ain't for games, so if you wanna play 'em lay low
Lay down on the floor
I'm in a rage, so if we gotta do this let me know
That's what I came fo'
[Verse 3]
Where that nigga who be talking shit?
He don't come around no more because I fucked his bitch
I made her suck my dick, while I was squeezing the tits
Then I hit it from the back, gripped tight on them hips
She tried to make me cum, but I was trying to take her home
Dropped her off and seen you fishing on your raggedy Brougham
Coulda thumped you in your dome (You little fag)
And don't sag too hard, you show everybody your thong
[Verse 4]
Booyaka booyaka, we bring it straight to ya
From 22's to Lugers, the shit that shoot through ya
Who you motherfuckers think the Top Dogg bang with?
The same clique he came with and made the game flip
Now niggas grow they hair, hold they stare and act hard
That's even though your CEO talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Verse 5]
What's up, pimpin'? It's P and Snoop
With Dre on the beat, this ain't nothing but loot
They call me Jed Clampett for all the bread I got
But they call me Bill Clinton for all the head I got
I keeps it realer, 'cause I'm all about my scrilla
The ladies love me 'cause I'm a million-dollar hitta
It's, No Limit 'til I D-I-E
CP3 or Richmond, Cali's where I be
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Lay Low
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Snoop Dogg
|
[Chorus]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? Uncle Charlie (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Ooh wee)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
You ain't no G
[Verse 1]
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leavin'?
Tell me if it's weed that you need
If you wanna breathe, I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody trippin', VIP they can't get in
If somethin' go wrong then you know we get to Crippin'
[Chorus]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Oh, oh, yeah!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
[Verse 2]
Now you stepping with a G, from Los Angeles
Where the helicopters got cameras
Just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncin' cars
You with your friend, right? (Yeah)
She ain't tryna bring over no men, right? (No)
Shit, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She could get high all in an instant
[Chorus]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? (Oh-oh-ooh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Oh, oh, yeah!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll
(Do-do-do-do-do-do) You ain't no G
[Bridge 1]
Mami, Mamacita, have you ever flown on G5's
From London to Ibiza? You gotta have cake to
You'll have Sundays with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you
[Bridge 2]
(Uncle Charlie, preach)
Nigga, don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doin'
You don't know what you lost until she's gone (Til she's gone)
She got a pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't have that Snoop Doggy Dogg Style
[Chorus]
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid, don't fuck with me
Are you tellin' me this is a sign?
She's lookin' in my eyes, and I see no other guys
Are you tellin' me this is a sign? (Oh)
Don't think about it, boy, leave her alone (Ooh, wee!)
Nigga, you ain't no G
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll (Hey! Haha!)
You ain't no G
[Outro]
Ooh, wee!! Heeeeeee (You ain't no G, G...)
Oh-woah, oh-oh
Ooh, wee!! Heeeeeee
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Signs
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Snoop Dogg
|
[Intro]
What do I want to do today?
808 Mafia
Um
That boy Cassius
[Chorus]
Bad bitch (Bad)
Small waist, pretty face (Pretty)
Havin' my way (Havin', havin')
She let me nut on her face (Eugh)
Stay in your place (Stay in your)
Shut up and stay out the way (Shut up)
Decided what I'm gonna do today (What?)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I wanna look at the stars today (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
Thinkin' 'bout coppin' that Dawn today (Skrrt)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Takeoff)
[Verse 1]
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I'ma ghost ride like I'm from the Bay (Bay)
You better watch your bae
Better off doin' what Simon say (Say)
They mad 'cause I copped the Wraith
Police they look at my license plate (12)
They look at my jewelry
When I hop out, start singin' "Amazing Grace" (Grace)
The feast we eat
Before we jump in, my nigga we gotta say grace (got to)
My grandmama gone but can't be replaced (No)
Jenna, she paved the way (Jenna Lou)
I'm turnin' the page on niggas (Turnin')
I waited days, remember? (Waited)
Been had that fame on the side of my hood
Swear it couldn't change a nigga (How?)
You niggas are slow (Slow)
I can beat you runnin' backwards (Backwards)
The way I ghost ride the Wraith
Thought you would've seen Casper (Where)
No I ain't gon' hide the K
'Cause I know I'm who they after (Fuckin' bastard)
How much you charge a feature?
Extra twenty if you askin', gotta tax 'em
[Verse 2]
I let her ride the Wraith (C'mon), but she wanna ride the face (Nah)
Ain't give her the car, but I gave her 30K so she can slide and slay (Slay)
These niggas be talkin' 'bout double R Rolls, but that is 2008 (C'mon)
Beep, beep, double R backin' up, get out the way (Get out)
Reclinin' seats (Recline), pressin' one button, massagin' me (Massage me)
I ride with heat (Ride), for all of my niggas deceased (Died)
The pineapple 'scotti, it reek (Ew)
Gelato biscotti, it stink (Ew)
Fuck 12, nigga fast on feet (Fuck 12)
Cartel get the bag dirt cheap (Cartel)
Got gas but the tank on E (Gas)
No flash, but the ice on fleek (No flash)
Walkin' out with the bag and receipt (Walkin' out)
No clout, all facts when I speak (No clout)
White Wraith with the red and black seats (Wraith)
Pullin' up like a falcon with me (Pullin' up)
She gon' faint when she see the double R (Huh)
When she find out Casper with me (Casper)
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Casper
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
MonstaBeatz
[Chorus]
Woke up this morning, can't remember nothing
Two bitches just flew in from London (Two bitches)
Last thing I remember they callin' me daddy
The mattress was covered in money (In hunnids)
Went to sleep with my jewelry and chains on
Had to wake up and recount the money (Recount it)
I got a bitch, she gon' kill for real, talk about Clyde and Bonnie (Brr)
[Post-Chorus]
Coupe with the kit, cop it (Got to)
Pull up with a stick, stop it (Stop it)
Rich nigga shit, solid (Rich nigga)
Old hunnids, pockets rotted (Cottage)
I go to space with the stars (Stars)
Might smoke a blunt with my pilot (Cookie)
Saturn, Moon, Earth, and Mars (Mars)
NASA takeoff with the rocket (NASA)
[Verse]
Half a million on a necklace (A half)
Young rich niggas we successful (Successful)
Said she wanna feel special (She what)
That coco make her feel special (Coco)
I count a hunnid or better (One hunnid)
Back end two hunnid or better (Two hunnid)
I might go put all my chains on (Ice)
I just might change up the weather (Change it)
She pop a perc, her pussy wetter (Drip)
I met the bitch at Coachella (Coachella)
If she knew, tell her she'd probably do better
But can I get a E for effort? (E)
I prayed to God to wash my sins (God)
Nothing formed against me, not a weapon (No weapon)
Ask Him where do I begin (Where?)
Devil tryna take my blessings (My blessings)
They don't know the meaning of the white (Naw)
You don't really live this life (No)
Niggas in the hood shootin' twice (Pew pew)
See my niggas in the hood shoot precise (Brr)
Real wise, we ain't taking no advice (Naw)
I realize that these hoes ain't right (All of 'em)
Don't even ask, 'cause they know what's the price (Price)
Ain't gotta snow, they already know it's white (White)
I talk to God cause I been baptized (Baptized)
I got mob ties to the nawf side (Nawf side)
Pull up with the sticks on the niggas, straight slime (Skrt-Skrt)
They gon' make the nawf side high crime (Nawf)
Better not hit a lick with these niggas droppin' ten (Huh)
Hit a lick with these niggas droppin' dimes
Fuckin' on her friend I'ma break her back in (Smash)
Lookin' at the watch I can't waste time (T-T-Takeoff)
[Post-Chorus]
Coupe with the kit, cop it (Got to)
Pull up with a stick, stop it (Stop it)
Rich nigga shit, solid (Rich nigga)
Old hunnids, pockets rotted (Cottage)
I go to space with the stars (Stars)
Might smoke a blunt with my pilot (Cookie)
Saturn, Moon, Earth, and Mars (Mars)
NASA Takeoff with the rocket (NASA)
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Last Memory
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
I love you so much, and, um, haha, I dedicate this to you
Yeah
[Chorus]
Right now (Right now)
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Tell me what you wanna do, baby, right now
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Right now
[Interlude]
Moving on (Love)
Continuing (Music, life)
Loving life (Infatuation)
Not giving up (Fears, prosperity)
It's gonna be okay (Moving forward)
This isn’t infatuation (Continuing to go, love)
I know this is real (Love, music, love, loyalty, love)
It has to be (Music, infatuation, love, love)
[Verse 1]
Only me and you tonight, girl, we're alone
Love the way your voice sound on the telephone
Hate the way you far away when you at home
You should be with me right now, ah, ah
[Chorus]
Right now (Right now)
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Tell me what you wanna do, baby, right now
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Right now
Right now (Right now)
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Tell me what you wanna do, baby, right now
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Right now (Takeoff)
[Verse 2]
I give you the world, more than diamonds and pearls (World)
I show you more love than that double cup and syrup (Syrup)
Pickin' up the phone when the vision is a blur
Knowin’ that I'm dead wrong, that I gotta call her (Brrt)
Drippin' in the fur, got the Bentley, we can swerve
And the mansion super big, everything his and hers
She don't kick it with the birds, and the iced out Patek on her wrist
It got her lookin' like she wanna go and surf (Ice)
But from the gate I ain't blowin' out the cake
We been goin' eight rounds straight, now we out of shape
Smokin’ while I contemplate, I’m thinkin' ’bout the better days
When me and you, we met each other, it would never be the same (never)
Them material things, I don't care about the fame (Nah)
I miss you so much that I went and tatted your name (Tatted)
Let me be your drug, tell me when you feel in pain (Where)
And you can be my stripper baby, no I ain't ashamed
Thinkin' ’bout when I hit her, no precision, I got aim
Double R, we pullin' up and watch the Rolls all lanes
I need you in my life, I promise that I'll make it right
And by the end of the night I bet your mind gon' change (Wait)
It ain't 'bout the cars, it ain't all 'bout the chains
Lookin' up, up at the stars, take a look what I became (Look at me)
What you want, a Range? What you want, a pinky ring?
I can get you what you name but love don't cost a thing (Cost a thing)
[Chorus]
Right now (Right now)
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Tell me what you wanna do, baby, right now
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Right now
Right now (Right now)
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Tell me what you wanna do, baby, right now
I gotta get close to you, baby, right now (Right now)
Right now
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Infatuation
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
OG Parker!
[Hook]
Where?
Intruder, intruder (Ayy)
Intruder, intruder (Ayy)
Intruder, intruder
Look at the top of my roof, I'ma shoot 'cause I see an
Intruder, intruder (Who?)
Intruder, intruder (Where?)
Intruder, intruder
If I didn't know you since day one, to me nigga you's an
Intruder, intruder (Whoa)
Intruder, intruder (Yeah)
Intruder, intruder
Better not open the door, if you didn't know that's an
Intruder, intruder
Intruder, (Bow) intruder
Intruder, (Bow) intruder
You never know who's an intruder
[Verse]
Don't do it (Do it), intruder (Intruder)
I bust ya' (Bow), medulla ('Dulla)
I'm burned out, I'm throwed off
I'm cutthroat, you knew it (You knew that)
Had a sweet lick (Sweet) for a meal-tick (M&M)
Phew, you blew it (You blew that)
Ya'll niggas don't know nothin' 'bout the game
I can't help it y'all niggas new to it (New to that)
Intruders try run in my house (Grrrraaah!)
Hope you got insurance (Hope)
Notice I drink heavy codeine
But when I pick up the chopper, get endurance
Night time vision on the scope
Pickin' off-a the intruder, I'm watchin' the door
Put a strap into the intruder face
He don't know where to go
Started with a handful
Like Boston George on Blow (Boston)
Intruder don't say I didn't try and tell 'em
'Fore I send them shots up at your cerebellum
It's a warnin' sign in my backyard said "Do not enter"
I got the right to kill em (Pop, pop)
Potato peeler how a nigga peel ya (Woo)
Cannabilism, my dawg eat him (Ruff)
No Halloween but I might trick-or-treat him
Or July fourth him and take his freedom (Takeoff)
[Hook]
Intruder, intruder (Ayy)
Intruder, intruder (Ayy)
Intruder, intruder
Look at the top of my roof, I'm 'gone shoot 'cause I seen an
Intruder, intruder (Who?)
Intruder, intruder (Where?)
Intruder, intruder
If I didn't know you since day one, to me nigga you's an
Intruder, intruder (Who?)
Intruder, intruder (Yeah)
Intruder, intruder
Better not open the door if you didn't know that's an
Intruder, (Bow) intruder
Intruder, (Bow) intruder
Intruder, intruder
You never know who's an intruder
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Intruder
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Attention, passengers
We've now reached our destination
We hope you enjoyed the flight and have a nice day
DJ Durel
Pan', yeah
[Chorus]
Panoramic (Yeah), panoramic screen (Panoramic screen)
All my diamonds (Yeah), see-through, yeah they clean (And they clean)
We can switch it (Yeah), rapper serve a fiend, yeah (Switch it)
All my bitches (Yeah), come through and they mean, yeah (Yeah)
Gang strong (Gang strong), strong like Cuban link, yeah (Strong)
Clean cash, had to wash it in the sink, yeah (Clean cash)
You ain't spent no money if your diamonds ain't pink, yeah (Pink)
And you know that she gon' fuck if she gon' wink, yeah
[Verse 1]
I bought them blues blues (Blue), talkin' all blues
Beat it up black and blue (Blue)
My dawg got dog food (Food)
If we can't win (Win), nigga we gon' all lose (Lose)
Told her bring your best friend (Friend)
I'ma fuck on y'all too (Y'all too), yeah
Came from nothin' (Nothin'), now we on your favorite tune (Your tune)
Pass the cash, shittin' on niggas, leave the bathroom (I'm shittin')
I'ma sweep em like a broom (Broom)
Patek Philippe with the moon (Patek)
Look at my bustdown, think it's time to ice out all the crew (It's time)
Let me call the troops (Call 'em), stock out all the coupes (Stock 'em)
Mean I got all the drank, when I say I got all the juice (Drank)
Ain't got no M&M's, then nigga I can't talk to you (Can't)
TMZ flashing cameras, baby girl I can't walk with you (No way)
[Chorus]
Panoramic (Yeah), panoramic screen (Panoramic screen)
All my diamonds (Yeah), see-through, yeah they clean (And they clean)
We can switch it (Yeah), rapper serve a fiend, yeah (Switch it)
All my bitches (Yeah), come through and they mean, yeah (Yeah)
Gang strong (Gang strong), strong like Cuban link, yeah (Strong)
Clean cash, had to wash it in the sink, yeah (Clean cash)
You ain't spent no money if your diamonds ain't pink, yeah
And you know that she gon' fuck if she gon' wink, yeah
[Verse 2]
I want them blues, blues
Off-White, Off-White blues (Yeah)
Shake a fuck nigga out the shoes (Woo)
Pull up, nigga on the move (Hey)
I put my bitch on juice (Yeah)
Now she walk around cool (Walk around)
Breeze, at ease, please
Huncho, me (Uh-huh)
Swerve the coupe
Drop my top then shoot (Swerve, swerve)
You say you got troops (Woo)
Can't get no strength in no loop (Can't get strength)
I put her on boot (Ayy)
So I can fuck these hoes by the two (So I can smash)
She know we a group
Let her take a brick on route (Wew wew)
Connect like Bluetooth (Ayy)
Cook dope with a silver spoon (Oh yeah)
I can turn my house to a bank (Whoa)
Watch me fill the room (Fill it)
All these turkeys and birds (Woo)
Look like a pilgrim room (Brr)
Liu Kang, the wrist game
Hit it with the finish move (Finish him)
[Outro]
Blues
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She Gon Wink
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, huh
Ooh, yeah
You know what the fuck going on, nigga
Yeah, Buddah Bless this beat
[Chorus]
Count up my money and give me them blues (Count it up)
Watch me pipe on you (Pipe up), I'ma go'n bust my move
Fuckin' her friends by the two (Two), I been approved
You can't get in, I'ma charge 'bout ten and flex on you (Flex)
I been up, huh (Up), hey, ayy
We been up up (Up), ayy, ayy
I been up, huh (Up), ayy, ayy
I had to grind for days (Grind)
I been up, I can't sleep, what's wrong?
Percocet, mollies on her tongue
Came a long way, we all on
Mmh-mmh
[Verse]
Plain Jane cost a fifty (Plain)
Main things in my mentions (Main)
They don't really know the half (Half)
They don't really know the distance
Told 'em that I was gon' make it, they laughed (Laughed)
Didn't believe in my decision (Nope)
I tried to tell 'em, they ain't listen (Nope)
They blind, they can't see the vision
My bitches bad and they pay the tab (She pay the tab)
I fuck her one time
I know she gon' come back around (Back around)
I been gettin' that paper way back in the day
But this shit gettin' crazy now (Crazy)
Money been tall as Yao
I'm on a jet, I land in Macau
They tried to copy the style (Tried it)
Count up the backend
Cash in my hand right now (Money)
I met the plug in England
No Queen Elizabeth, we talkin' 'bout pounds (Pounds)
All of my niggas ain't friendly (Uh, uh)
None of my niggas they smile (Nope)
I'm taking risks, Man vs. Wild
I made it, now mama proud (Mama)
Put the whole team on now (Whole team)
Lookin' for the recipe, how?
She just be lookin' for clout (Clout)
Fuck the whole team for the clout (Clout)
I drink an eight a day
I never heard of a drought (Actavis)
Stars in the ceiling, Wraith, ayy
Big body comin' down (Wraith)
Finna go ape, Bape (Ape)
Hundred bricks came in on crates (Crates)
I'ma take the money on dates (dates)
Fuck you and record it on tape (Tape)
AP, iced out face (AP)
Pour up four 'cause I love the taste (Act)
Say you know who? Huh?
What? Where? Nobody safe (Nobody)
I do not fuck with the squares (Nobody)
Bitches they come out in pairs (Twos)
Let's play a game of Truth or Dare (Truth)
Is it true you won't shoot? (Is it true?)
Touch my chain, boy I dare (Dare you to)
You gon' make it out of where? (Where?)
My niggas ain't playin' fair (Nah)
Young rich niggas, yeah, we rare (Ayy)
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Insomnia
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
T-minus 90 seconds and counting
Sound suppression water system now being armed for release
We have three main engines ready for ignition
Space shuttle now on internal power
Liquid oxygen and liquid hydrogen fill and draining valves are closed
Saw the rocket booster flight data recorders are activated
30 seconds into the flight, Atlanta's almost two miles in altitude
Almost six miles downrange from the Kennedy Space Center already, traveling 500 miles an hour
One minute thirty seconds into the flight, fifteen miles downrange, traveling almost 2000 miles an hour
Three good auxiliary power units, three good fuel cells, three good main engines
Ten seconds away from summit-rocket booster separation
Nine, eight, seven, six, five—three, two, one, zero
DJ Durel
[Chorus]
I'm bout to make a deposit (Deposit)
Ridin' 'round smokin' biscotti ('Scotti)
And I got ten different watches (Ice)
Which one I'm gon' wear? I got options (Options)
My diamonds fightin', they boxin' (Heavyweight)
Smokin' on cook' in the cockpit (Cookie)
My bitch is brown like Foxy (Bad)
At the show, they doin' moshpits (Ayy)
34, Charles Barkley (34)
Auto-start it then park it (Park it)
Remember the show at the Barclays (Uh)
No stand up, call me Steve Harvey (No)
Walk with the fire like a sergeant (Pew pew)
Play with the fire like an arson (Brrt)
I heard your music, it's garbage (Try again)
Takeoff, I'm outta here, Marvin (Outta here)
[Verse]
I'm on, he on, we on, she on (We on)
Whippin' the pot and I'm breakin' the wrist (Break)
Two-tone the Patek, I two-tone the Cuban
I two-tone the whip with a two-tone bitch (Two-tone)
Shootin' that static, not likin' my nigga (Brrt)
They havin' you flexin', but can't pay your rent (Damn)
President Rollie and president tints (President)
Kendrick, they ain't on my element
Try to sue me, I bet I win the settlement (Win)
Can't do no dirt with these niggas, gon' tell on me (Dirt)
Big body look like an elephant (Big body)
Wrap up that work and I don't got a L on me (License)
They don't know that it's a bale on me (Work)
So we gon' keep that shit quietly (Shh)
Tell 'em pick your poison wisely (Wise)
All kind of flavors and different sizes, uh (Gas)
Yeah, nigga, that's a hundred, not enough (Uh-uh)
I put a mill' in the truck and they thinkin' my engine was still in the front (An M&M)
We the ones that brought the Culture to niggas (Culture)
Before it was never the front (Was never the front)
Three million made this month (Three mill')
Bitch scorin' all the points (Ball)
Tell me what you net worth like
Say it's somethin' different than it was (Huh?)
You wanna know what my neck worth, right?
I can be the damn plug (Plug)
We done been around the globe, we trendin'
Watch how I load the extension (Watch me)
Captain save a nigga, ho defender
Officer cuffin' the women (I'm watchin')
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Martian (Intro)
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
M-M-M-Murda
Takeoff
[Chorus]
I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation (Europe)
I'm on perkies, I'm on syrup, nigga dumb wasted (Yeah)
Came from trappin' out that bando and it's still vacant (Bando, yeah)
You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (Yeah, guap)
Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (Dime, gotta)
Like 'em plain jane, like them Rollie faces (Plain, Rollie)
Never had a dollar, boy you too contagious (Never, no)
Ain't never heard 'bout Migos, boy you must be crazy (Huh? Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Plain jane like them Rolex faces (Hold on, ice)
Diamonds in my chain dancing, Temptations (Hold on)
The Ghost and Wraith and the Lam' I bought just for racin' (Whew, yeah)
I'm not a racist but money come in Caucasian (White, guap)
Beat that pot and bowl, beat that, beat that pot and bowl (Skrrt skrrt)
Keep on actin' bold, I'ma have to wipe his nose (Wipe)
You gon' pay a toll, boy you play a movie role (Cash out)
Don't make me go Marshawn Lynch on niggas, beast mode (Hurr)
Crack a seal on 'em, I got Act' poured (Actavis)
I get high like that man with the afro (Afro)
Takeoff in that rocket, I'm an astro (Whew)
Gotta make sure fam straight, I'm the backbone
[Chorus]
I just took your bitch to Europe for a vacation (Europe)
I'm on perkies, I'm on syrup, nigga dumb wasted (Yeah)
Came from trappin' out that bando and it's still vacant (Bando, yeah)
You can tell I'm 'bout my paper by my conversation (Yeah, guap)
Gotta be a dime, I can't fuck with basics (Dime, gotta)
Like 'em plain jane, like them Rollie faces (Plain, Rollie)
Never had a dollar, boy you too contagious (Never, no)
Ain't never heard 'bout Migos, boy you must be crazy (Huh?)
[Verse 2]
I'm bag chasin' (Bag), the trap vacant (Bando)
Love blue hundreds but I'm bad with faces (I'm bad)
Walk off in the party and I'm white boy wasted (White boy)
Last pint of Act', paid a ticket just to taste it (Act')
Twenty-five thousand spent on one bracelet (Ice)
That's a lot of money we spendin' on occasion (Woo)
Take a private jet to Europe for vacation (Whew)
The way I ball, I make Curry be the agent (Ball)
It's amazin', it's crazy, the NFL Tom Brady, black Slim Shady
Gotta thank my mama, grandma, 'cause they helped make me (Mama)
Lookin' at your palms sweatin', in the cut, faded (Watch 'em)
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Vacation
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
The fame, the money, the cars, the sexual glory that goes with all of that apparently
It was represented in this
You know the culture wave we created
Is more than a lifestyle
[Chorus]
I spend this money but it's nothin' to me (Chonies)
I fuck hoes but it's nothin' to me (Hoes)
Designer clothes, it ain't nothin' to me (Designer clothes)
And I told all my day one niggas that they coming with me (Gang, gang)
Tryna make a way for gang so we all can eat (We all can eat)
Drinking red ever since they took that purple from me (That Act from me)
Stuck in bed, I can't move 'cause this syrup on me (This syrup on me)
She hit the cup by accident, she 'bout to hurl on me (Hurl on me)
[Verse]
Every time my life get a pop, make me wanna drop somethin'
Like lookin' at my money stacked, that's why the whip, I ain't bought one
Not that I can't get one, or not that I don't want one
So booked, if I even got it, I wouldn't have time to drive one
Thinking about that LaFerrari, bout to go and find one
Had a dream about a Sky-Dweller, then I woke up and went and bought one
The feelin' ain't the same, can't explain if you ain't got one
When it's wrapped around your wrist, I can't explain it
Some people let the money change 'em (Change)
And I'd still rather be rich than be famous
I seen it with my own eyes (Eyes)
My brother changed up on me for dead guys
Can't look 'em in the face cause he got red eyes (Red)
Far from I know, he a demon
When I found out he was scheming
Lookin' at that footage gave me the red eyes (Could've cried)
I couldn't believe it, it's all good
It show who down for me (Down)
[Outro]
Chonies
Hoes
Designer clothes
Gang, gang
We all can eat
That Act from me
That syrup on me
That syrup on me
I spend this money but it's nothin' to me
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None to Me
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Yeah, lead
You know I lead by example (DJ Durel)
Lead
[Chorus]
Lead the wave (Lead)
I'm 'bout to lead the wave (Lead)
Well follow me, lead the wave (Follow me)
Watch how I lead the wave (Lead)
Lead the wave (Lead)
I'm 'bout to lead the wave (Lead)
I studied the map, ain't social
Don't need a navigation or Waze nigga (Nah)
Lead the wave (Lead)
I'm 'bout to lead the wave (Lead)
Watch how I lead the wave (Lead)
Follow me, lead the wave (Follow me)
I go through the days (Days)
I go through the phase (Phase)
Wanna know how to get paid (How?)
Watch how I lead the wave (Lead)
[Verse 1]
Watch how I lead the way (Lead)
I'ma lead at an easy pace (Easy)
Go get that bag, don't fumble it (Go get it)
No Tay-K, we did the race (Go)
Rappers start with all the mumbling (Mumbling)
They needed the easy way (Easy)
I know some niggas that trapping at Cumberland
Serving the J with the greasy face (Hah)
Left, right wrist, hockey puck (Ice)
Two white cups got me stuck (Drank)
Donald Duck, chopped and screwed (Up)
But not Scrooge the McDuck (Duck)
Like the Brinks truck (Brinks)
I'm a brand new walkin' million bucks (Uh uh)
I'm confused, I'm on snooze (Snooze)
I'm like, "What the fuck is up?" (Up)
I need the bag, my nigga we up (Up)
All of this gold, they say that this luck (Luck)
Ain't talkin' a feather, your hoe get plucked (Uh)
When she saw the Tesla, doors went up (Uh)
I'm tryna teachin' them how to get money
Don't be around niggas who less than a hundred (Nah)
You talkin' a bill, I'm talking 'bout thousands
Difference of who won and who got the money (Yes sir)
[Verse 2]
Don't fuck with them niggas, them boys be nameless (Um)
I'm talkin' 'bout y'all, don't fuck with the gang 'cause nigga we dangerous (Gang gang)
In the back of the Wraith and I got the top off
She suckin' me brainless (Suckin' me, suckin' me, suckin' me)
You can't put a nigga on if you're too famous (Too famous)
Or give advice and say what's right, then get too angry (Argh)
Tryna read my right, with the red blue light like we still in slavery (Whoop whoop)
Plug got jammed up so the bando dried up, lookin' like raisins (Dry)
Another day, we tryna get by
We goin' through phases (Tryna get by)
Pull up in whips they saw in they dreams
Man look at they faces (Skrt, skrt)
I stopped and got fast food for my teacher
He said I wouldn't make it (Hi)
But ain't got no bad heart
So I saw him, said, "Congratulations" (Bye)
Why do what he want me to do
When I'm in the position, I made it (Now why would I do that?)
I'm from the Nawf, smoked so much cookie in LA
Feel like I got traded (Feel like I'm traded)
I'm goin' through phases
Only want bands, they calling me braces (Calling me braces)
Wanna learn? Gotta have patience
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Lead the Wave
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
It's bigger than what you thought it was
Can you picture me rollin'?
Haha
(That boy Cass')
[Verse 1]
I bet they know the name and the game (Game)
What's a 28? We roll out the whole thing (Thing)
Order up a hundred ice trays for the gang (Gang)
Bruce Wayne, Batmobile, one-of-one from Spain (One-of)
Order up a hundred ice chains for the gang (Icy)
Courtside, we sit front row at ball games ('Bron James)
That Wraith a wide-body so I hog up all lanes (Skrrt)
Niggas, they want clout, that's a shame, they want fame (Sad)
Before the "Bad and Boujee," been on flame
They say they love those songs, don't know the group name (How?)
I was thinkin' of goin' and buyin' my bitch a Birkin (What happened?)
Got me second guessin' now, but it might be worth it (I don't know)
This shit ain't worth it, she do this shit on purpose (I don't know)
I was nervous, remember when she curved me (Curved)
Remember that first time I stepped on the stage, I was nervous (Nerve)
Had butterflies in my stomach (Blrrt)
I wanted to vomit (Blah)
I was nervous
[Interlude]
Nah, for real, keep it a hundred
That's how I feel
[Verse 2]
I ball, James Worthy (Ball, ball, ball)
Told her she can have it all, gotta make sure that she worthy (Worthy)
Bitches and chickens all in my livin' room (Brrt)
Two twins kissin', do what I tell 'em do (Two twins)
Hollywood bitch in the kitchen cookin' chicken soup (Whip it)
They ain't Asian, but eat rice more than Asia do (Molly)
I ain't gon' tell 'em how much to take, gon' do what they gon' do
Tryna talk my head off, but bae, this ain't no interview
When I pour up, I don't wanna speak or conversate with you
I know I told you lies before, but right now, I'ma tell the truth
[Bridge]
The lion in the jungle, but I still remain humble
Get the sack, might tumble it, but I ain't gon' fumble
You gotta know me to understand me
[Verse 3]
I just took a trip to Kansas (Kansas)
Pour a four, pop a Xanny (Xanny)
She a thottie, but a baddy (Baddy)
They will never understand me ('Stand me)
Niggas, we high demandin' (Know that)
Nigga, we high demandin' (Know that)
The gang, we high demandin' (Price)
They will never understand it (No)
[Outro]
I remember the backend wasn't big enough
Now we seein' more blue than Bonnie
There is, there's a world out there. Start the cameras. Wow, that's very, very reassuring what we're seeing here. Couldn't have done it better myself. So more than 24 miles up, successful after all this training, all this work, all this time. There is the capsule, the data and the picture there, their (Stratos Capsule's altitude is at) families celebrating. (104 thousand feet.) And our guardian angel will take care of it
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Bruce Wayne (Outro)
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Takeoff
|
[Verse 1]
The people they doubted me (huh?)
Sub-Zero tried to put a freeze on me
Take a xanny nigga they sleep on me
Plottin' on me from the top widows peak on me
See me but act like they don't, hide n' seek on me
Know when it's Christmas, they come down your chimney
You know these bitches fuckin' for a fee
No it ain't Halloween but I still trick or treat
When we drop Versace niggas they copy me
Made the stocks go up and we didn't get no profits ('sace)
Ain't trippin' on no money Donatello got it
Yung Rich Nation clothes the new Versace (Yung Rich Nation)
Migos in trouble (no), Migos the topic (no)
Migos go gold, don't wanna talk about it (no)
We brought the bando into existence (bando!)
I should tax every one of you niggas that rap about it (nah, forreal)
She rolling on the floor, Scotty 2 Hotty
Pull up in Bugattis and my plug is Scottish (Scottish)
Double cup me like I'm Tunechi
Bitch lookin' just like Karrueche
Set that bitch up like I'm Queen Latifboosie
I'm at this point in my life, man, free Gucci
YRN the label, a nigga recruitin'
Spendin' the money, make it back recoupin'
Hop out the Phantom, watch me like a movie
Niggas lookin' funny and I advise you not to do it
No I'm not trippin', I'm clutchin' on my pistol 'cause I cannot wait to use it
[Bridge]
Aye Takeoff look here, I just talked to Rel Money, Rel Money say he gon' link me up with y'all and maybe we can god damn
Say you Offset remember we can get high
I just seen Offset the other day man he call me the next week
If I wanna get into it with the honcho all I gotta do is make that situation happen homie
[Verse 2]
I been locked up in the studio twenty four, young nigga feelin' like Django
Fuck it my nigga, make somethin' out of nothin'
You need an example my nigga, the bando
I'm 'bout that dollar, dollar call me Creflo
You fuck with my people, get the People's Elbow
Molly castle lookin' like a marshmallow
Breakin' my wrist gave the pot a falsetto
Graduated from the ghetto
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Unleashed
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Yeah
Uh, oh yeah
Uh huh, I remember
M-M-M-Murda
I do remember
[Chorus]
I remember, I remember, I remember (I)
I remember, I remember, I remember (I remember that)
I can't forget, I can't forget, I can't forget it (I can't forget)
I remember, I remember, I remember (Remember that)
I remember, I remember, I remember (Yes I remember)
I remember, I remember, I remember (Oh, I remember)
I can't forget it, can't forget it, can't forget it (Never forget)
I remember, I remember, I remember (I remember)
[Verse 1]
I remember, I remember, I remember (I remember)
It was cold as hell and it wasn't even Christmas (Ice)
Still wrapped around the head like it was winter
I remember we was trappin' out the red fender bender
Trapping out the house with boards on the window, I remember (Bando)
Real gorilla, it wasn't just a song, Domingo did get him
Been a savage, man my niggas done had cases after cases
Go to places, come back break the suitcase down in mama's basement
Ain't care nothin' bout no races, where you from, you get it all ages
I remember smokin' niggas, before Backwood, it was papers
Reminiscing 'bout that purp I used to smoke just like the Lakers
I'm a jazz musician, came from Utah, Derrick Favors
[Verse 2]
I remember, I remember, I remember (What you remember?)
I remember it was 'round winter time (Swear)
Locked up in the studio with 1479 (Swear)
5:30 roundhouse, that's when I ain't have a dime (Nah)
'Til I started hitting licks and walkin' out with diamonds (Licks)
Was a Michael Kors, now that Rolex perfect timing (Ice)
I remember flushin' all the dope down the commode
Stashin' work where were you would never know, canine can't even find it (Find)
Free my nigga still locked up in confinement (Free)
Go get some ice, gon' make me bring them out retirement (Do that)
Remember nights I'm sellin' product to environments (I'm sellin' dope)
Remember when we ran from 12, ain't ran a mile since (Ain't ran a mile)
[Outro]
I remember, I remember, I remember
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I Remember
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Ayy, we still having this shit
(DJ Durel)
And I ain't glorifying it either
[Chorus]
Let's go
She want the info (She do)
I wanna to talk about crypto
I'm tryna leave that boy bloody (Ooh)
Like Bron' when he threw the elbow (Bron')
Strings sticky, cup muddy (Mud)
Closet lookin' like Rodeo (Come look)
Twenty chickens in the kitchen (They all bad)
It was just me and Roekado (Let's get it)
[Verse 1]
He miss them, sent them on a mission (Mission)
My fingers itchin' 'cause of Benji's (Itchin')
Ain't poured dirty in a minute (Drank)
Don't worry 'bout it, mind your business (The fuck is you)
Servin' OG like it's Wendys (OG)
I'm in they mouth, no dentist (Doctor Lee)
Give a fuck about a image (A what?)
When we see them boys we scrimmage (Run)
Big bank bussin' (Damn)
Big bang bussin' that's cold (That's froze)
Eenie meenie miney, which hoe? (Which one?)
Which flow did the pretty bitch go? (Where?)
I got some, but I really want more
Any weather I'ma shine, any weather I'ma glow (It don't matter, I'mma shine)
We run the globe, step on that boy without usin' my toes
How you do that?
[Verse 2]
I wanna talk about crypto, get milli's
Shout my shotter, like big up the skelly
A check on me now, but I'm chasin' the billy
Bank account bussin' I'm rich like really (Really)
Stand back, my diamonds they bite (All night)
New baguettes in the ring, they fight (They fight)
Yeah, bitch I drop five hundred thou' on a Audemar wrist
But I still can't buy the bitch a first-class flight
I'ma pop a blue pill, I'ma fuck her all night (All night)
On X, I'm bussin', it's aight (Aight)
Put a thumb in her booty, 'cause that's what she like (What?)
Badass kid like Dennis the Menace
Open her mouth, on her face I'ma finish
Stay in the lab, I'm a mo'fucking chemist
She flip on the dick, she a mo'fucking gymnast
Eenie meenie miney moe, which hoe? (Which hoe?)
Man, I done had the baddest three in a row (In a row)
I X 'em out like tic-tac-toe (Tic-tac-toe)
You seem bad, then your friend can go
I told the bitch, "You can learn from me" (Learn from me)
Let me hit it from the back, gon' turn for me (Turn for me)
She want the info (Info)
I treat the bitch like a rental (Rental)
Why does it fill up with crypto?
[Outro]
I wanna to talk about crypto
I'm tryna leave that boy bloody
Strings sticky, cup muddy
It was just me and Roekado
He miss them, sent them on a mission
My fingers itchin' 'cause of Benji's
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Crypto
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
That boy Cassius
[Chorus]
Fast lane, nigga, soul chain, drippin' real fame
Whole gang geekin' on the plane like it's Soul Plane
What's your name? Catch a stain, all we know is gangbang
What you gon' do if I front you a couple of them things? (What you gon' do?)
Block hot, leave the spot, gotta have patience
Didn't know what a bando was 'til we said it's vacant (Bando)
One point two, I cash out in casinos out in Vegas (One point two)
Give me my cash and money, my nigga, no time for no wait (No)
[Verse 1]
All my fingers achin' (Achin')
I'm in love with faces (Faces)
Niggas pump-fakin' (Pump)
And I remember faces (Faces)
I've been through the phases (Phases)
Let me out the cages (Cages)
Heard that you was slavin' (Slavin')
Minimum, your wages (Wages)
I'm on front pages (Pages)
My pinky ring your savings (Savings)
Hope you don't think I'm flexin' (Flexin')
My necklace, your checkings (Checkings)
I am an investor ('Vestor)
So I make investments (Cash)
Plain Jane got me talkin' proper etiquette (Proper)
Your main thing say she faithful, she with all the shits (All the shit)
I might take a startin' five, make 'em sit that bench (Sit down)
Make me grip the whole fire, 'cause I see you're tense (Tense)
I done steal some cookies off that planet, still dense (Cookie)
Codeine, I drank the last drop, I can't leave a drip (Lean)
I poured a four, the glass top, jumpin' off the cliff (Lean)
Poppin' big shit and we jumpin' out the VIP
Niggas jumpin' out their skin, got you runnin' out your flips (Run)
I'ma get that bread, like potato, I want chips
Suck that, bitch, it's still head if she let it touch her lips
Fast car's fast, I might drag, then I drift (Fast car)
I'm here for the cash, get that bag, then I dip (Bye)
[Verse 2]
Trappin' at the station (Trappin')
Trappin' different places (Trappin')
Ballin' like the Pacers
But they keep on foulin', flagrant
I'm the chosen one
Was picken by the man, ain't no mistake
Don't need no Twitter or no Insta for no stamp of verification
That coupe look like a caterpillar
Came and pulled it straight from Haiti
Put that cookie in rotation
Hotboxin', no ventillation
All of my bitches, they different in races
Go get the bag, then stack it and save it
Givin' him work to see what he do with it
You want your life, or you want the paper? (Pick one)
The things ain't right
I pick up the can, I'm aimin' at faces
So you better think twice (Twice)
'Fore you try to rob or you try to play me
No, well, she not the wife (No)
But she want the dick and she want a baby (Baby)
I'm livin' my life (Life)
The ups and downs, I'm goin' through phases (Phases)
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Soul Plane
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Yeah
Migo
Flippin
[Chorus]
They wanna know why we called Migos not Latinos
Cause we get them cross the border when we need those
10 pints so you gotta know we sippin'
No hand to hand transactions you know Migo Flippa flippin' (Flippa flippin')
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
It’s safe to say that the world dabbin' and we brought the dab to the century
Dabbing in fashion European cut like a nigga from Italy (Takeoff)
[Verse 1]
Migos and Flippa we don't do that double cup nigga we triple
Pull up at my mansion we switcharoo strippers
No Malcom in middle the plug is my nigga
Whippin' the Fisker with a dub and a nickel
Why you call him Flippa? Because Flippa be flippin'
30 round 30 racks so that is a 60
Notorious thuggin' like my nigga Biggie
We the ones that brought that dab to the city
I put the dope in your bitch Hello Kitty
I think it's way more than a epidemic, or a tradition, dabbin' is history
All of you niggas that said you invented that dab I got evidence and I got witness
These niggas fake acting like they be thinkin' the most be the niggas that wanna take pictures
Behind the internet taking them pictures with pistols my nigga that shit unofficial
Dabbin' so hard you would think I was crippled
Some of my niggas blood some of be crippin'
Plug get caught said ‘cause nigga set trippin’
Double 07 Takeoff on a mission
Coming up I had to make some decisions
Momma talked to me my daddy weren't with me (momma!) (Takeoff)
[Chorus]
They wanna know why we called Migos not Latinos
Cause we get them cross the border when we need those
10 pints so you gotta know we sippin'
No hand to hand transactions you know Migo Flippa flippin' (Flippa flippin')
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
It's safe to say that the world dabbin' and we brought the dab to the century
Dabbing in fashion European cut like a nigga from Italy (Flippa)
[Verse 2]
I got my chain from an Egyptian I sip the drank with no prescription
Green on my counter marbles on my floor so that mean I shoot at the kitchen
Bad bitch no citizen
Kylie Jenner Kim Kardashian
Spectacular Flippa's immaculate
Throw a brick to the plug just like an avalanche
The brick like a border i wasted my time a little hittin' that bitch with a chisel
Baby chopper Stuart Little
Let off a hunnid round off at the sprinter
I'm the number one contender
Blue benjis like I'm Bender
Gold like the gold member
Exit this bando you cannot re-enter
Niggas can't move how I groove
Leg kick it in my Margiela shoes
Smoke more cookie than a rasta do
While pouring a four in the Mountain Dew
For all of my trappers, this here is your anthem
Creep through the back you woulda' thought I was camping
Run off on the plug and I ain’t talking dancing
Eat it up eat it up like I'm Charles Manson
[Chorus]
They wanna know why we called Migos not Latina's
Cause we get them cross the border when we need those
10 pints so you gotta know we sippin'
No hand to hand transactions you know Migo Flippa flippin' (Flippa flippin')
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
Migo Flippin'
It's safe to say that the world dabbin' and we brought the dab to the century
Dabbing in fashion European cut like a nigga from Italy
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Migo Flippin
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Takeoff
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh
Ooh, yessir
(Buddah bless this beat)
[Chorus]
Heard they was sleep (Sleep)
Made a mill' this week (M&M)
They thought it was over (How?)
We got 'em geeked (Geeked)
I bend the Ark like Noah
Pour the syrup in the morning like Folgers (Pour up)
I got to dirty my soda (Let me chill out, what?)
[Verse 1]
I just popped a X, (X) bitin' down on my teeth (Hrr)
Bitin' down on your bitch (Hrr), 'cause she walk around on fleek (Fleek)
Me and my gang elite ('lite)
You and your gang sweet (Pussy)
I got motion, I done had a threesome (Damn)
What time? Right about three (Let's go)
I'm on a jet, it's a fourteen this time (Jet)
When we up, ain't no tellin' what we doing inside (Lеt's go)
Versace, they covеr my eyes
I'm geekin' but they ain't surprised (Geek)
You try it, think they ain't gon' slide? (Brrt)
They know I go Ye about mine (Ye)
Bought a new watch, I got time
Can't tell 'em too much, they dropping dimes
[Verse 2]
Brand new Patek, it's straight out the box (What?)
Drop the top, I might pull up with Top (Skrrt)
Took your bitch, better give me the mop (The mop)
Took the crack, went and turned it to guap (Guap)
Bitch gone, I ain't hangin' up posters (What?)
Double cup of the lean, no coaster (Lean)
Started snitchin', then he ended up over
Livin' high, but he died sober (Mhm)
[Verse 3]
I got motion
Not a dime, she a quarter, she a token
Turned up, see the bitch havin' motion
Money talk in the rod like a spokesman
I got Motion
She wanna pop a G6, havin' motion
No, I'm not stoppin' this shit, I got motion
She got her own shit, so, she got motion
Know that I'm havin' this shit up in motion
[Verse 4]
She a demon, took half a G6 (G6)
Drop a Perc' in my cup of Actavis (Act')
I be tripping, I need a therapist (Thera')
Out the pint, but no fucking quality test (Nah)
She say I'm a lean addict (Lean)
Bitch boujee, with a bust down Patek (Patek)
Stayed up all night, count a mill' on Addies
Plug just touched down, tell 'em send me the addy (Plug)
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Let Me Chill Out
|
Takeoff
|
[Chorus]
Dirty, Dirty
Since I seen my first onion, I been counting filthy money fingers dirty
Grab that 2 liter Peach Crush and I contaminate that bitch until it's dirty
Never seen a bitch that looked that beautiful, but these diamonds she's really dirty
Can't trust a soul, don't know who be friend or foe, 12 killing niggas man this world is dirty, dirty
He think he shining but his diamonds really cloudy, he don't really know his jewelry really dirty, dirty
Moral of the story, got to keep your hands clean, nigga 12 can't wait to see 'em dirty
[Verse 1]
I been trapping out the bando all night, waiting for the pack to touchdown, man I hope that it ain't dirty
I been fucking with this bitch for a minute, took a trip and came back, man I hope that she ain't dirty
I be real nervous, hope that I don't get pulled over when I'm picking up them birdies, chameleons they riding dirty
Sipping on Codeine like it's water, wake up then piss in the morning looking at my piss like I've been drinking dirty
It's time to make a decision
Got to fuck one of these bitches
But I ain't gonna' roll the dice cuz' I know all of these bitches they dirty
If he talking like he really 'bout it
Ima' knock the money out his wallet
Give me the stick, Ima' knock the
[?]
dirty
I been counting up this money since I was a youngin' in the bando bugging
20 50's graduated to the 100, that's why a nigga fingernails dirty
Free my boy Offset, free Mango the Foo, free John Wick
They ain't did shit
And they still sit
Don't do a show in Statesboro, they'll do you dirty
[Chorus]
Dirty, Dirty
Since I seen my first onion, I been counting filthy money fingers dirty
Grab that 2 liter Peach Crush and I contaminate that bitch until it's dirty
Never seen a bitch that looked that beautiful, but deep down inside she's really dirty
Can't trust a soul, don't know who be friend or foe, 12 killing niggas man this world is dirty, dirty
He think he shining but his diamonds really cloudy, he don't really know his jewelry really dirty, dirty
Moral of the story, got to keep your hands clean, nigga 12 can't wait to see 'em dirty
[Verse 2]
Riding 4 deep in the foreign and we riding dirty
If we get pulled over, we might get a 30
AR-15 with the beam, man the clip is dirty
She gone suck up the whole team, man this bitch is dirty
Pour a 4 inside a 20, man this bitch is muddy
I want a bitch that look like dime, counting dirty money
Most of these niggas they fake
Most of these niggas they dirty
That's why I just stay out the way
'Fore shit get real ugly
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Dirty
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
Genius
DJ Genius, the man, the myth, the legend (We go gang)
What happenin', DJ Knight? (All my niggas got choppers, man)
Migo Gang (We some killers)
Servin' these streets
Happenin' my Migos?
[Chorus]
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Bow, bow, bow)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters
[Interlude]
DJ Genius
See the problem with like y'all niggas is?
Y'all one-hit niggas, man, haha (I am a genius)
See me, DJ Genius
[?]
(We go gang)
(D-D-D-DJ Knight) Mig state monopoly (Let's go)
All my niggas got choppers, man
Ain't no one-hit other here, nigga (We some killers)
The man, the myth, the legend
[?]
, bitch
[Chorus]
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Bow, bow, bow)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Yes)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Bow, bow)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Yes)
[Verse]
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
All my bitches got that brain like a calc computer (Dat brain)
Call of Duty, Migo Gang, you know we some shooters (Bow, bow)
Call the plug for that gas, tell him he need to refuel us (That gas)
And I'm callin' up my jeweller, put more ice up in my Muller (Get lights)
Loud come from Amsterdam and that white come from Cuba (I got it)
Don't want to be him, so conceited, you can ask your bitch who's cuter (Who cuter?)
I stay draped up in them True Religions like I am a Buddha (Them Trues)
I got illegal immigrants, won't hesitate to shoot ya (Migos)
On the block early, real loud, like I was a rooster (Real loud)
34’s on my chevy, man, I think I need a booster (Oh)
I'll finesse you out your pack, I'll Reggie Bush you, I will juke you (Juke)
Bando trapper got bazooka, M-16, laser beam
Hollow steam, Listerine, Kush make me look Chinese
Free my nigga Westside, shout out to my nigga Offset (Shouts out)
What's up to my nigga Quavo? (Shouts out, shouts out, what's up? What's up? What's up?)
What's up to my nigga, Willie Mac?
Shouts out to JJ (Shouts out)
What's up? Y'all stupid
Red blood diamonds in my neck, look like cupid (Ew)
Foreign car, foreign broad, designer gear
Foreign kush rolled in my cigar (What?)
I'm a boss bitch
I do just what the fuck I want (I do) Nigga what you want (What?)
I got kush pack underarm (Ew) in my convertible foreign (It's foreign)
Make it rain, thunderstorm (Rain) Yellow diamonds in my arms (Oh)
Sip that dirty sprite, all night, and I won't wake up 'til the morning (That sleep)
[Outro]
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Bow, bow, bow)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Yes)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Bow, bow)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Say what?)
Ain't no one hitman, bitch all my niggas is some shooters (Yes)
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Intro (Takeoff Shooter)
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
I see about time I need to cut my grass real real real low
Too many snakes in my grass, I don't, I don't, I don't fuck with that
[Hook]
Gotta keep my glass cut low for them snakes
Gotta keep my glass low for them snakes
Fuck a bitch never cared about a bitch forgive me lord
Cut em, cut em, cut em, snakes
Gotta keep my glass low for them snakes
Them motherfucking snakes, them motherfucking snakes
Cut em, cut em, cut em, snakes
Gotta keep my grass cut low
Yo grass tall you can't see no mo
Gotta keep my grass cut low
Low low low
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you bout snakes
Had connects from overseas shipping work from oversea
Had a daughter, and a son, and a wife named Marie
Baddest bitch I ever seen, ass fat as Cherokee
George partner named Michael knew him since he was in diapers
They been getting money for years
Juugin', selling Betty Crocker
Just one night George leave hit a lick for a millie
Michael laughing grinning with him
George don't know Mike thinking about hitting him
In five minutes he gon' be dozin' off he gon be slippin' as fuck
Michael did a line to snort
George eyes shut
Michael slipped something in George's cup
That fucked his memory up
Gotta keep my grass cut low for them snakes
Cut em, cut em, cut em, snakes
Gotta keep my grass cut low
Yo grass tall you can't see no mo
Gotta keep my grass cut low
Low low low
[Verse 2]
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Story of a Snake
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
What do I want to do today?
808 Mafia
Um
That boy Cassius
[Chorus]
Bad bitch (Bad)
Small waist, pretty face (Pretty)
Havin' my way (Havin’, havin')
She let me nut on her face (Eugh)
Stay in your place (Stay in your)
Shut up and stay out the way (Shut up)
Decided what I'm gonna do today (What?)
I’ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I wanna look at the stars today (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
Thinkin' 'bout coppin' that Dawn today (Skrrt)
I’ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I’ma ghost ride the Wraith (Takeoff)
[Verse 1]
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I’ma ghost ride like I'm from the Bay (Bay)
You better watch your bae
Better off doin' what Simon say (Say)
They mad 'cause I copped the Wraith
Police they look at my license plate (12)
They look at my jewelry
When I hop out, start singin’ "Amazing Grace" (Grace)
The feast we eat
Before we jump in, my nigga we gotta say grace (got to)
My grandmama gone but can't be replaced (No)
Jennie, she paved the way (Jennie Lou)
I'm turnin' the page on niggas (Turnin')
I waited days, remember? (Waited)
Been had that fame on the side of my hood
Swear it couldn't change a nigga (How?)
You niggas are slow (Slow)
I can beat you runnin' backwards (Backwards)
The way I ghost ride the Wraith
Thought you would've seen Casper (Where)
No I ain't gon' hide the K (No)
'Cause I know I'm who they after (Fuckin' bastard)
How much you charge a feature?
Extra twenty if you askin', gotta tax 'em
[Chorus]
Bad bitch (Bad)
Small waist, pretty face (Pretty)
Havin' my way (Havin', havin')
She let me nut on her face (Eugh)
Stay in your place (Stay in your)
Shut up and stay out the way (Shut up)
Decided what I'm gonna do today (What?)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I wanna look at the stars today (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
Thinkin' 'bout coppin' that Dawn today (Skrrt)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
[Verse 2]
Lil Boat, ayy (Shwoo, shwoo)
Fuck me and tuck in the safe
Put my gang on my back like a cape (Shwoo)
Ice on my wrist like a lake (Shwoo)
And I hang up the roof to the Wraith
Just bought a new Rollie, that shit was my eighth one (Shwoo)
Everything that I do is for fun
Droppin' the top in the coupe for the sun
Thankin' the ex for my future son
Send my bitch to the store for a pizza run
Walkin' around with the golden gun
With the beam, that shit hit a hole in one
I'ma ghost ride the whip (Skrrt)
Fucking your bitch, watch how she limp
Leave it all over her lip
If she talk back, put dick in her rib
I came from nothing, now I ghost ride the coupe
You niggas bluffin', y'all don't do what y'all say (No)
Where is the money? Please point me that way (Where?)
It's QC 'til I OD, I'ma say that every day
[Chorus]
Bad bitch (Bad)
Small waist (Lil Boat), pretty face (Pretty)
Havin' my way (Havin', havin')
She let me nut on her face (Eugh)
Stay in your place (Stay in your)
Shut up and stay out the way (Shut up)
Decided what I'm gonna do today (What?)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
I wanna look at the stars today (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
Thinkin' 'bout coppin' that Dawn today (Skrrt)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith (Ghost)
I'ma ghost ride the Wraith
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Casper (Demo)
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Takeoff
|
[Intro]
DJ Durel!
[Chorus]
The chains and rings, the ones with the rocks
Bring up her name, and watch her get popped
Dropping the top, I pull up with Wop
Baguettes in the watch, I can't see the clock
The AP and Patek, don't tick or tock
Breaking my wrist had to fix the pot (Woo)
How could the money be neat and rot
When I say boogers, no sneeze or snot
[Verse 1]
Niggas looking at my necklace like they're crazy or sum' (Wop)
Like these diamonds on my fist and wrist fugazi or sum' (Brr)
Am I a trick, cause' I'm rich and I gave the bitch sum?
I got bread, by the loaf, I just gave the bitch crumbs (Well damn)
Ugly ducklin' out the pond, man I'm straight out the slums
All my East Atlanta Don, that my word to Coran
Am I a convict, cause he tried me, so I got my gun
Money dumber than a blonde and I'm lookin for one (Wop)
[Bridge]
They blatantly hatin' (Huh), I'm patiently watin' (Yeah)
I'm chasin' the cash (Go), I'm winnin' the race (Yeah)
Keep runnin' it up (Huh), they runnin' in place (Sad)
And recuttin' the chain (Bling), Baguetted the face (Blaow)
[Chorus]
The chains and rings, the ones with the rocks
Bring up her name, and watch her get popped
Dropping the top, I pull up with Wop
Baguettes in the watch, I can't see the clock
The AP and Patek, don't tick or tock
Breaking my wrist had to fix the pot
How could the money be neat and rot
When I say boogers, no sneeze or snot
[Verse 2]
The APs and PPs and VVs
When I'm on a TV and the jewelry looking 3-D
Baguette on the patek and cost about a three-piece (Ice)
Lookin' for a cheerleader, Kardashian, a Ri-Ri
Wanna fuck me in the bathroom, showercap, need me
Hit the cookie by the bag baby, smokin' on the seaweed (Cookie)
And I'm in the game like EA, bust a nigga, 2K
Never played a game in the lil league (Nah)
I know they after me, they tryna' tackle me (Woah)
1017, take a brick to the factory (Brick)
I make yo' bitch take a knee like she Kapernick (Bitch)
Show out in Dallas, I sign with the Mavericks
Cappin', I'm rockin'. they know that we havin' it
The way the Baguette cut, I need me some bandages (Ouch)
The way I stand, need no accountant or management
Fuck it, I'm chargin' for damges (Fuck it)
[Bridge]
They blatantly hatin' (Huh), I'm patiently watin' (Yeah)
I'm chasin' the cash (Unh), I'm winnin' the race (Yeah)
Keep runnin' it up (Brr), they runnin' in place (Sad)
And recuttin' the chain (Evil), Baguetted the face
|
Run In Place (Can’t See The Clock)
|
Takeoff
|
[Hook]
When that hundred round drum at your face
I got one question for you, what move would you make?
If it’s a shootout in the club and you got your pocket rocket
I got one question for you, what move would you make?
What move would you make? What move would you make?
What move would you do?
Every move got to be a power move, momma said they watching you
What if the plug gave you a whole bag
And you remix it with dog food
What move would you do, If the plug told you he after you
[Verse 1]
Young Takeoff, call me NASA
Young nigga, I know you remember him
Last nigga try to steal my Cuban link
His family do not remember him
Last nigga ran off in my trap spot
I’m tripping, ain’t nobody tried that
Boom boom boom! Pull out the FN, they having a heart attack
Graduated from quarters but I throw that work like a quarterback
Run with the sack like a running back
I keep the wood like a lumberjack
I turn your fitted cap to a snapback
If it’s a problem, we pull up undelay
You think you hard cause of that tat on your face?
You think I’m intimidated
What the fuck is you thinking, what move was you thinking bout making?
[Verse 2]
What move you gon make when that cutter spray?
Still gunning at you from the other day
Hundred round
[drum ?]
Hundred rounds all in your face
Name hold weight, state to state
What move would you make, pussy this type of way
She get the beater, beat the cake Anna Mae
Leave it to Beaver, Givenchy, no laces
What move would you make?
Diving in the pussy, wetter than a lake
Beat it up, make that bitch Harlem Shake
Trap house shaking like an earthquake
Plug front me that dog food
Remix it up with that 88
Ooh kill em like Terio
Whip it up, bring it back, oreo
|
What Move Would U Make
|
Takeoff
|
[Intro]
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
(DJ Durel)
[Pre-Chorus]
It's time to eat (It's time)
I gotta get me a mill' (Get me a milly)
Recliner seats (Recline)
Engine, it came in the rear (How?)
Scratch the sheets (Scratch that)
No, we not signing the deal (No)
The fire with me (Brrt)
The life we living is real
[Chorus]
Nah for real, nah for real (Nah)
You niggas ain't been in the field
Nah for real, nah for real (No)
You niggas ain't play in the field
Nah for real, nah for real (Whеn?)
You niggas ain't been in the field
Nah for real, nah for rеal
I looked, I never seen you in field (No)
[Verse]
Where he at?
You never been in the field (Where?)
You never been in the field, picked up a gun and shot it to kill (Brrt)
My nigga play with the snow, they walk in the snow like they walk in the timbs (White)
Hop out the car, they run up with sticks, but no we not talkin' no film (No filmin')
Kim (Which one?)
My bitch is bad (Gorgeous)
The ricochet bullets hit him (Which one?)
That shit is sad (Baow, baow)
I got that weight, no gym (No)
I'm givin' the class
Arm Patek, baguetties is glass (Ice)
I'm makin' 'em mad (Fuck 'em)
I show her the cash (Money)
She show me her ass (Money)
If the puss is splash (What?)
She might get a bag (Birky)
Walk with the cannon (No Nick)
I can do damage (Real shit)
Five five six and two two three...
|
Nah For Real*
|
Takeoff
|
[Verse]
...tryna turnt some (Brrt)
Big gang in my city, I press buttons and don't talk about it
I ain't never been the type of nigga to tell a bitch about my business
But I tell you it's about a hundred K or more dropped up on this Richie (Richie)
Not to mention these chrome heart jeans with the patches, shit expensive (Chrome heart)
I made that bitch give me brain, no dental, then I go play with her mental
Yeah, put twenty fours on my Lambo
Pop my trunk to fix my engine (Skrrt)
These hoes be tweakin'
This B.M. tryna fuck but she be in my mentions (Hmm)
Hunnid rounds, got
[?]
in that drac, it's extensions (Ba-boaw)
F&N, and F&H, they twins, look like twixes (Twins)
Niggas talkin' that ra-ra, go in they chin, crinch 'em
Known to hang a nigga by his neck, lynch man (Lynch 'em)
Servin' that chicken like churches, get you a biscuit, come get a (Shh)
Don't play with the gang, I'm payin' a ticket, shit gon' get wicked (Wicked)
[Chorus]
Yeah, icy (Fuck nigga)
Icy (Pussy)
This bitch icy (Icy)
Ice (Ice)
Icy
Bitch we icy
Ice...
|
Ice
|
Takeoff
|
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Your man on the road, he doin' promo
You said, "Keep our business on the low-low"
I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Drivin' through the gated residential
Found out I was comin', sent your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it, but your friends know
[Chorus]
I only call you when it's half-past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah
I only call you when it's half-past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe
[Verse 2]
I'ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up don't seem so simple
I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you
And you gon' have to do it at my tempo
Always tryna send me off to rehab
Drugs started feelin' like it's decaf
I'm just tryna live life for the moment
And all these motherfuckers want a relapse
[Bridge]
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge? Who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies (Hide your lies, oh, baby)
Only you to trust, only you
[Outro]
Ewedihalehu
Yene konjo, ewedihalehu
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Yene fikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Ewedihalehu
Yene konjo, ewedihalehu...
|
The Hills
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Ayy
[Verse 1]
I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah
None of these toys on lease too, ah
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
Main bitch outta your league too, ah
Side bitch outta your league too, ah
[Pre-Chorus]
House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face, man, I love my baby, ah
You talkin' money, need a hearin' aid
You talkin' 'bout me, I don't see the shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain
[Chorus]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
[Verse 2]
Every day, a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day, a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
Pockets overweight, gettin' hefty, ah
Comin' for the king, that's a far cry, I
I come alive in the fall time, I
The competition, I don't really listen
I'm in the blue Mulsanne, bumpin' New Edition
[Verse 3]
Let a nigga brag Pitt
Legend of the fall, took the year like a bandit
Bought Mama a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop lookin' lavish
Star Trek roof in that Wraith of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
A hundred on the dash get me close to God
We don't pray for love, we just pray for cars
[Chorus]
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you've done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I'm a motherfuckin' starboy
|
Starboy
|
The Weeknd
|
[Verse 1]
I'm findin' ways to articulate the feelin' I'm goin' through
I just can't say I don't love you (Yeah)
'Cause I love you, yeah
It's hard for me to communicate the thoughts that I hold
But tonight, I'm gon' let you know
Let me tell the truth
Baby, let me tell the truth, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
You know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes
You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry
You're scared to be lonely, 'specially in the night
I'm scared that I'll miss you, happens every time
I don't want this feelin', I can't afford love
I try to find a reason to pull us apart
It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect
And I know that you're worth it
I can't walk away, oh
[Chorus]
Even though we're goin' through it
And it makes you feel alone
Just know that I would die for you
Baby, I would die for you, yeah
The distance and the time between us
It'll never change my mind 'cause
Baby, I would die for you
Baby, I would die for you, yeah (Say)
[Verse 2]
I'm findin' ways to manipulate the feelin' you're goin' through
But, baby girl, I'm not blamin' you
Just don't blame me, too, yeah
'Cause I can't take this pain forever
And you won't find no one that's better
'Cause I'm right for you, babe
I think I'm right for you, babe
[Pre-Chorus]
You know what I'm thinkin', see it in your eyes
You hate that you want me, hate it when you cry
It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect
And I know that you're worth it
I can't walk away, oh
[Chorus]
Even though we're goin' through it
And it makes you feel alone
Just know that I would die for you
Baby, I would die for you, yeah
The distance and the time between us
It'll never change my mind 'cause
Baby, I would die for you, uh
Baby, I would die for you, yeah
[Bridge]
I would die for you, I would lie for you
Keep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby
I'm just sayin', yeah
I would die for you, I would lie for you
Keep it real with you, I would kill for you, my baby
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na
[Chorus]
Even though we're goin' through it
And it makes you feel alone
Just know that I would die for you
Baby, I would die for you, yeah
The distance and the time between us
It'll never change my mind 'cause
Baby, I would die for you
Baby, I would die for you, yeah (Oh, babe)
[Outro]
(Die for you)
|
Die For You
|
The Weeknd
|
[Verse 1]
Record man play my song on the radio
You too busy tryna find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gon' let them hits fly, we gon' let it go
If it ain't XO, then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talkin' 'bout a face numbin' off a bag of blow
I'm like, goddamn, bitch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn, bitch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go lo mein (Oh-oh-oh)
[Chorus]
You know me (Know me, uh, na-na-na-na-na)
You know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh)
You know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na)
Every time you try to forget who I am
I'll be right there to remind you again
You know me (Pow, pow)
You know me (Know me)
[Verse 2]
Said I'm just tryna swim in somethin' wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I'm mixin' up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sippin' on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I'ma keep on singin' while I'm burnin' up that OG
All my niggas get it, they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, makin' sure I'm gettin' home
When I travel 'round the globe, make a couple mil' a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk 'round with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight, eatin' all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we'll sweat it out
Hotel bed springs, we'll wear it out
I ain't gotta tell you
[Chorus]
'Cause you know me (Oh-oh-oh)
You know me (Know me, ah, na-na-na-na-na)
You know me (Know me, know me, oh-oh-oh)
You know me (Know me, know me, na-na-na-na-na)
Every time you try to forget who I am (Try to forget who I am)
I'll be right there to remind you again (Hey)
You know me (Pow, pow)
You know me (Know me, know me)
[Bridge]
Why don't you shake somethin', shake somethin'
For the Don? Don't you break nothin', break nothin'
Baby girl, won't you work somethin', work somethin'
For the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
Baby girl, won't you shake somethin', shake somethin' (Shake some)
For the Don? Don't you break nothin' (Break nothin'), break nothin'
Baby girl, won't you work somethin' (Work), work somethin'
For the Don? Don't you hurt nothin', hurt nothin'
[Refrain]
'Cause you know me
Girl, you know me
You already know me
Yeah, you know me
[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh-oh, na-na-na-na-na
|
Reminder
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
I've been tryna call
I've been on my own for long enough
Maybe you can show me how to love, maybe
I'm goin' through withdrawals
You don't even have to do too much
You can turn me on with just a touch, baby
[Pre-Chorus]
I look around and
Sin City's cold and empty (Oh)
No one's around to judge me (Oh)
I can't see clearly when you're gone
[Chorus]
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust
Hey, hey, hey
[Verse 2]
I'm running out of time
'Cause I can see the sun light up the sky
So I hit the road in overdrive, baby, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
The city's cold and empty (Oh)
No one's around to judge me (Oh)
I can't see clearly when you're gone
[Chorus]
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust
[Bridge]
I'm just calling back to let you know (Back to let you know)
I could never say it on the phone (Say it on the phone)
Will never let you go this time (Ooh)
[Chorus]
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
Hey, hey, hey
[Post-Chorus]
Hey, hey, hey
[Outro]
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
|
Blinding Lights
|
The Weeknd
|
[Produced by Ben Billions]
[Intro]
Seneler sürer her günüm
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Yalnız gitmekten yorgunum
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Seneler sürer her günüm
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Yalnız gitmekten yorgunum
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
[Verse 1]
I usually love sleeping all alone
This time around, bring your friend with you
But we ain't really gonna sleep at all
You ain't gon' catch me with them sneak pictures, sneak pictures
In my city, I'm a young god
That pussy kill be so vicious
My god white, he in my pocket
He get me redder than the devil 'til I go nauseous (Oh)
[Chorus]
She asked me if I do this every day, I said, "Often"
Asked how many times she rode the wave, "Not so often" (Baby)
Bitches down to do it either way, often
Baby, I can make that pussy rain, often
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often
[Verse 2]
Infatuated by the fame status
She wanna ride inside the G-Class grey 'matic (Oh)
I come around, she leave that nigga like he ain't matter
That girl been drinkin' all day, need to change bladder
She's just happy that the crew's back in town
She 'bout to go downtown for a whole hour
If I had her, you can have her, man it don't matter
I'm never sour, I'm just smokin' somethin' much louder
[Chorus]
She asked me if I do this every day, I said, "Often"
Asked how many times she rode the wave, "Not so often"
Bitches down to do it either way, often
Baby, I can make that pussy rain, often
(Baby, I can make that pussy rain)
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often
[Bridge]
Ooh, the sun's risin' up
The night's almost up
The night's almost done
But I see your eyes
You wanna go again
Girl, I'll go again
Girl, I'll go again
[Chorus]
She asked me if I do this every day, I said, "Often"
Asked how many times she rode the wave, "Not so often"
Bitches down to do it either way, often
(Bitches down to do it either way)
Baby, I can make that pussy rain, often (Oh, oh-oh-oh)
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often, often, girl, I do this often
Make that pussy poppin', do it how I want it
Often
[Outro]
Seneler sürer her günüm
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Yalnız gitmekten yorgunum
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Seneler sürer her günüm
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
Yalnız gitmekten yorgunum
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
|
Often
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Young Metro, young Metro, young Metro (Sheesh)
Ayy (Ayy)
Young Metro, young Metro
[Verse 1]
Never need a bitch, I'm what a bitch need (Bitch need)
Tryna find the one that can fix me
I've been dodgin' death in the six-speed
Amphetamine got my stummy feelin' sickly
Yeah, I want it all now
I've been runnin' through the pussy, need a dog pound
Hundred models gettin' faded in the compound
Tryna love me, but they never get a pulse down
[Chorus]
Why? 'Cause I'm heartless
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
[Verse 2]
Said I'm heartless
So much pussy, it be fallin' out the pocket
Metro Boomin turn this ho into a moshpit
Tesla pill got me flyin' like a cockpit
Yeah, I got her watchin'
Call me up, turn that pussy to a faucet
Duffle bags full of drugs and a rocket
Stix drunk, but he never miss a target
Photoshoots, I'm a star now (Star)
I'm talkin' Time, Rolling Stone, and Bazaar now (Bazaar now)
Sellin' dreams to these girls with their guard down (What?)
Seven years, I've been swimmin' with the sharks now
[Bridge]
I lost my heart and my mind
I try to always do right
I thought I lost you this time
You just came back in my life
You never gave up on me (Why don't you?)
I'll never know what you see (Why won't you?)
I don't do well when alone (Oh yeah)
You hear it clear in my tone
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm heartless (Ooh)
And I'm back to my ways 'cause I'm heartless
All this money and this pain got me heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
Said I'm heartless
Tryna be a better man, but I'm heartless
Never be a weddin' plan for the heartless
Low life for life 'cause I'm heartless
|
Heartless
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Woah, woah, ehh
[Verse 1]
I left my girl back home
I don't love her no more
And she'll never fucking know that
These fucking eyes that I'm staring at
Let me see that ass
Look at all this cash
And I emptied out my cards too
Now I'm fucking leaning on that
[Pre-Chorus]
Bring your love, baby, I could bring my shame
Bring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain
I got my heart right here
I got my scars right here
Bring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank
Bring your body, baby, I could bring you fame
And that's my motherfucking words too
Just let me motherfucking love you
[Chorus]
Listen, ma, I'll give you all I got
Get me off of this, I need confidence in myself (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh, yeah)
Ohh, listen, ma, I'll give you all of me
Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself (Woah, woah)
So tell me you love me
(Only for tonight, only for the night)
Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)
Just tell me you love me
(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)
Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Let me see you dance
I love to watch you dance
Take you down another level
And get you dancing with the Devil
Take a shot of this
But I'm warning you
I'm on that shit that you can't smell, baby
So, put down your perfume
[Pre-Chorus]
Bring your love, baby, I could bring my shame
Bring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain
Oh, I got my heart right here
Oh, I got my scars right here
Bring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank
Bring your body, baby, I could bring you fame
And that's my motherfucking words too, ayy
So let me motherfucking love you
[Chorus]
Listen, ma, I'll give you all I got
Get me off of this (off of this), I need confidence (confidence) in myself (Ooh, eh, ehh)
Listen, ma, I'll give you all of me (Ooh)
Give me all of it, I need all of it to myself (I need all of it)
So tell me you love me, yeah
(Only for tonight, only for the night)
Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)
Just tell me you love me
(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)
Even though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)
Ohh
|
Wicked Games
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Yeah, ah
[Verse 1]
Tell me what you really like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
'Cause they never tell me lies
I can feel that body shake
And the heat between your legs
[Pre-Chorus]
You've been scared of love and what it did to you
You don't have to run, I know what you've been through
Just a simple touch and it could set you free
We don't have to rush when you're alone with me
[Chorus]
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
[Verse 2]
You are not the single type
So, baby, this the perfect time
I'm just tryna get you high (I'm just tryin', babe)
And faded off this touch
You don't need a lonely night
So, baby, I can make it right
You just gotta let me try (Try)
To give you what you want
[Chorus]
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', I feel it comin', babe
[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, you've been scared of love and what it did to you
You don't have to run, I know what you've been through
Just a simple touch and it could set you free
We don't have to rush when you're alone with me
[Chorus]
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe)
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I know what you feel right now)
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now, babe)
I feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', babe; oh, babe)
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I know what you say right now)
I feel it comin' (Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na-na; I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe (I feel it comin', baby)
I feel it comin' (I feel it comin')
I feel it comin', babe
[Outro]
I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', babe
I feel it comin', babe
|
I Feel It Coming
|
The Weeknd
|
[Verse 1]
Thought I almost died in my dream again (Baby, almost died)
Fightin' for my life, I couldn't breathe again
I'm fallin' in too deep (Oh, oh)
Without you, I can't sleep (Fallin' in)
'Cause my heart belongs to you
I'll risk it all for you
I want you next to me
This time, I'll never leave
I wanna share babies
Protection, we won't need
Your body next to me
Is just a memory
I'm fallin' in too deep, oh
Without you, I can't sleep
Insomnia relieve, oh
Talk to me, without you, I can't breathe
[Verse 2]
My darkest hours
Girl, I felt so alone inside of this crowded room
Different girls on the floor, distractin' my thoughts of you
I turned into the man I used to be, to be
Put myself to sleep
Just so I can get closer to you inside my dreams
Didn't wanna wake up 'less you were beside me
I just wanted to call you and say, and say
[Chorus]
Oh, baby
Where are you now when I need you most?
I'd give it all just to hold you close
Sorry that I broke your heart, your heart
[Verse 3]
Never comin' down, uh
I was running away from facin' reality, uh
Wastin' all of my time out living my fantasies
Spendin' money to compensate, compensate
'Cause I want you, baby, uh
I be livin' in heaven when I'm inside of you
It was simply a blessing wakin' beside you
I'll never let you down again, again
[Chorus]
Oh, baby
Where are you now when I need you most?
I'd give it all just to hold you close
Sorry that I broke your heart, your heart
I said, baby
I'll treat you better than I did before
I'll hold you down and not let you go
This time, I won't break your heart, your heart, yeah
[Bridge]
I know it's all my fault
Made you put down your guard
I know I made you fall
Then said you were wrong for me
I lied to you, I lied to you, I lied to you (To you)
Can't hide the truth, I'd stay with her in spite of you
You did some things that you regret, still ride for you
'Cause this house is not a home
[Chorus]
Without my baby
Where are you now when I need you most?
I gave it all just to hold you close
Sorry that I broke your heart, your heart
And I said, baby
I'll treat you better than I did before
I'll hold you down and not let you go
This time, I won't break your heart, your heart, no
|
After Hours
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Ooh
Na-na, yeah
[Verse 1]
I saw you dancing in a crowded room (Uh)
You look so happy when I'm not with you
But then you saw me, caught you by surprise
A single teardrop falling from your eye
[Refrain]
I don't know why I run away
I make you cry when I run away
[Verse 2]
You could've asked me why I broke your heart
You could've told me that you fell apart
But you walked past me like I wasn't there
And just pretended like you didn't care
[Pre-Chorus]
Take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
[Chorus]
Save your tears for another day
Save your tears for another day (So)
[Verse 3]
I made you think that I would always stay
I said some things that I should never say
Yeah, I broke your heart like someone did to mine
And now you won't love me for a second time
[Refrain]
I don't know why I run away, oh, girl
Said, I make you cry when I run away
[Pre-Chorus]
Girl, take me back 'cause I wanna stay
Save your tears for another
I realize that I'm much too late
And you deserve someone better
[Chorus]
Save your tears for another day (Oh yeah)
Save your tears for another day (Yeah)
[Refrain]
I don't know why I run away
I'll make you cry when I run away
[Chorus]
Save your tears for another day
Ooh, girl, I said (Ah)
Save your tears for another day (Ah)
[Outro]
Save your tears for another day (Ah)
Save your tears for another day (Ah)
|
Save Your Tears
|
The Weeknd
|
[Refrain]
I'm good, I'm good, I'm great
Know it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank
I just need a girl who gon' really understand
I just need a girl who gon' really understand
I'm good, I'm good, I'm great
Know it's been a while, now I'm mixin' up the drank
I just need a girl who gon' really understand
I just need a girl who gon' really understand
[Verse 1]
And I seen her get rich hittin' the pole
I've seen her, I knew she had to know
I've seen her take down that tequila
Down by the liter, I knew I had to meet her
Ooh, she mine, ooh, girl, bump and grind
Ooh, she mine, ooh, girl, bump a line
Angelina, lips like Angelina
Like Selena, ass shaped like Selena
[Chorus]
I'm like, got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
[Verse 2]
I been poppin', just took three in a row
I'm down to do it again, I'm on a roll
I've seen him outside tryna reach her
You tryna leave him, you said I'm the reason
Tell me lies, ooh, girl, tell me lies
Say you're mine, I'm yours for the night
I'm the realest, she said I'm the realest
Head be genius, dick game be the meanest
[Bridge]
Yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Oh, yeah (Yeah)
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
Bitches in my new spot, crowdin' up my space
Had to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name
Bitches in my new spot, crowdin' up my space
Had to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains
[Interlude]
Paranoid (Paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
But I see somethin' in you (You're paranoid)
Paranoid (Paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
But I see somethin' in you (I see somethin' in you)
[Outro]
(Got up, thank the Lord for the day)
(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
(Got up, thank the Lord for the day)
(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
(Woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
(Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don't even know her name)
You're paranoid
|
Party Monster
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Sun is shining, it's over
It's tomorrow
Bathe yourself in the light, in your love
XO
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah, no
[Verse 1]
Ever since I was a jit, knew I was the shit (Ooh, yeah)
Shawty keep wanna come 'round, she wanna get hit (Wanna get hit so hard)
She think she the main because I keep her by my side
Double-O, bust down the watch, she know that I'm timeless (Timeless)
I put my son in some Rick
I pull that gun off the hip
Pockets hold twenty-two clips (Ah)
I break her heart, Comme Garçon
Put on a shirt, get put on a blimp
Bitch like a stain, get ready to lick
I had to tеll her that ever sincе I was a jit, knew I was the shit (Oh)
She singin' my songs, she wanna die lit, tryna get hit
House like a bank, deposit this bitch, 'posit that check
Smile on my face, ain't fearing shit, come and get checked (Uh)
Ice on my neck, double-O wrist
She in the Scat, hell of a 'Cat
Fresh out the trench, four hundred packs
Uh, yeah, I'm spinnin' in Paris (Uh)
Dress for these hoes, they finna flock
Just poured a four in a soda, it pop
Them drugs finna hit, I'm feelin' ill
I'm wrestlin' all of my demons, I feel like The Rock
[Chorus]
(Shit, uh, yeah)
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (Jit, ooh, nah)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Dumb bit')
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (Yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was a jit, I been legit (Ooh, nah, uh)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, yeah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless, yeah (Schyeah)
[Verse 2]
Oh, city on fire when I'm comin' home
Fill up the sky (Yeah), I fill up the Dome
They'll play it one day (Yeah), it's a hell of a show
But it's gonna hurt 'cause we did it first
Feel like Skateboard P, BBC boys on the creep
Feel like it's '03, Neptune drum with a beam (Yeah)
She hippie-flippin' a bean, she wanna fuck with the team
She fell in love with the cream (Yeah), she fell in love with the scene
Ooh, yeah, her man quiet, not a peep (Oh, nah)
Broke his heart, PTSD (Oh, nah)
Hold his chest, let it breathe
Let it breathe, niggas scheme
And I got a priest, he got a cross
Get out of line, send him to God
I shed a tear, pray for a loss, ooh, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Ever since I was a kid, I been legit (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide, oh, oh)
If I was you, I would cut up my wrist (Ah)
XO tatted all over her body, yeah (Body, yeah)
She just wanna roll and I don't mind it, yeah
Ever since I was a jit, I been legit (Yeah, ooh, nah)
You should let her go, she wanna be it (Oh, nah)
Double-O tatted on her body, yeah (Body, yeah)
It don't matter what they say, I'm timeless
[Outro]
Timeless (Oh), timeless, timeless
Timeless, timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Timeless, timeless, timeless (Yeah), timeless
Timeless (Yeah), timeless, timeless, we timeless, oh
Oh (Blatt)
Oh (Yuh, lit)
|
Timeless
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, like
[Verse 1]
I ran out of tears when I was eighteen
So nobody made me but the main streets
'Cause too many people think they made me
Well, if they really made me, then replace me
Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress
I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen
And if you ain't my nigga, then your girl single to me
I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me
Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me
My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me
I know you wish that nobody ever love me
I feel useless when I'm never makin' money, ah
Well, this the life we always fantasized
Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes
Every time you see me pullin' up in Aventadors
Just know we been grindin' on them sidewalks
[Chorus]
Sidewalks saved my life
They don't ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life
They show me all the signs
[Post-Chorus]
They don't let me down
But they lead me on
And they don't let me down
But they lead me on
And they lead me on
[Verse 2]
Say, say, say
I come from murder one, brung late night melee
Say, say, say
We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae bae
Say, say, say
Trippin' off Dyke and my name strike with pay day
Say, say, say
Flippin' blue lightnin', tightenin', strapped with AK
Say, say, say
OG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways
How to segue
Pussy, power, profit and headache
I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent
Or life intimate, with fame
Light limo tint with light women, dark women in it
Aw, Kenny, good game
She wanna hang with a Starboy
The sun and the moon and star, boy
Astronomer, anonymous
I line 'em up, we grind 'em up, there's nine of us
And five of us have probably fucked
She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy
Twenty legs, arms, head (Head)
Head, head, more head (Head)
Oh God, bless the dead (Yup)
I'm livin' life, high off life
I wear my chokes off to bed
I'm the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it?
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna cop more land, I never stop
I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain't one
Break everything, I'm a hustler, came from
[Chorus]
Sidewalks saved my life (Sidewalks saved my life)
They don't ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life (Sidewalks saved my life)
They show me all the signs
|
Sidewalks
|
The Weeknd
|
[Produced by Che Pope, Kanye West and The Weeknd; Co-produced by Illangelo; Additional production by Mike Dean]
[Verse 1]
We are not the same, I am too reckless
I'm not tryna go in that direction
These niggas, they been doin' too much flexin'
And they about to call the wrong attention
And I don't got no patience, no more testin'
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessin'
XO niggas ain't nothin' to mess with
Nobody stoppin' us, oh, no, we destined
And everybody 'round you is so basic
I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist
I don't drink my liquor wit' a chase in
That money is the only thing I'm chasin'
And some dope dimes on some coke lines
Gimme head all night, cum four times
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
Do an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it
[Chorus]
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it (About it, hey)
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen
How I roll, how I get it on the low (Oh, woah)
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it
I'm that nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill
[Verse 2]
Last year I did all the politickin'
This year I'ma focus on the vision (That vision)
I think these hoes deserve another fixin' (Fixin')
I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user
I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters
I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'
I'ma spend it all on bitches (On bitches)
And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin' (Fuckin')
Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin' (Fuckin')
Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute (Been a minute)
MIA a habit, Cali was the mission (Ooh, woah)
Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz (Ooh, woah)
I'm just tryna live life through a new lens (Oh, woah, ho)
Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through
When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle
[Chorus]
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it (About it, hey)
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen (Oh, ho-woah, oh)
How I roll, how I get it on the low
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it
I'm that nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill
[Bridge]
Roll some, think I’ll roll some
To know some, if we both honest
Who lasts? (Who lasts?)
Yeah, you lie (You lie)
Spent the whole summer
Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time
But I know what's mine when I see it
I know, know
[Verse 3]
My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual (Unusual)
She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral (Funeral)
Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems (Queen Street anthems)
Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon (That wagon)
And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke (So broke)
I used to roam around the town when I was homeless (No, no, no, no, no)
Me and La Mar would rob a nigga for his Jordans
And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices (Got choices)
Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices (Got choices)
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices (Got choices)
[Pre-Chorus]
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
Yeah, that shit is pointless (Pointless)
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
Yeah, that shit is pointless (Pointless)
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
[Chorus]
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it (About it, hey)
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen (Oh)
How I roll, how I get it on the low (Ooh, ooh)
Go tell your friends about it (About it)
Go tell your friends about it
I'm that nigga with the hair
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, (Yeah, yeah) fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill
[Outro]
Life so trill
(Politickin', yeah)
Life so trill
Life so trill (Life so trill)
(I'm that nigga with the—)
Life so trill
Life so trill (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Life so trill)
(Life so trill)
(Yeah, yeah)
Life so trill
|
Tell Your Friends
|
The Weeknd
|
[Verse 1]
Wasted times I spent with someone else
She wasn't even half of you
Reminiscin' how you felt
Reminiscin' how you felt
And even though you put my life through hell
I can't seem to forget 'bout you, 'bout you
I want you to myself
[Chorus]
And now I'm askin', who do you belong to now?
Who you give that love to now?
Who you pullin' up on?
Who you gettin' sprung for now?
And what they got that I ain't got? 'Cause I got a lot
Don't make me run up on 'em, got me blowin' up their spot
'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings
[Verse 2]
Catchin' feelings
These girls only want you when you're winnin' (Winnin')
But you've been with me from the beginnin' (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
And I know right now that we're not talkin' (Not talkin')
I hope you know this dick is still an option
'Cause I'll beat it up (I'll beat it up, yeah)
I took my time to learn the way your body functions
You were equestrian, so ride it like a champion (Ride it, baby)
This sex will get you high without no other substance
[Chorus]
So who do you belong to now? (Who do you belong to now?)
Who you give that love to now? (Who you give that love to now?)
Who you pullin' up on?
Who you gettin' sprung for now? (Who you gettin' sprung for now?)
And what they got that I ain't got? 'Cause I got a lot (I got a lot)
Don't make me run up on 'em, got me blowin' up their spot (Blowin' up their spot)
'Cause I ain't got no business catchin' feelings anyway
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings (Feelings)
[Bridge]
Catchin' feelings
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings
Catchin' fee-fee-fee-fee
Feelings
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings
I ain't got no business catchin' feelings
Catchin' fee-fee-fee-fee
[Outro]
Wake up
I don't wanna wake up
I don't wanna wake up
If you ain't layin' next to me
I don't wanna wake up
I don't wanna wake up
I don't wanna wake up
If you ain't layin' next to me-e-e
On me, me, on me, oh, I
On me, on me, on me
|
Wasted Times
|
The Weeknd
|
[Intro]
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Non, je ne pleurerai pas
Non, je ne pleurerai pas
Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Je ne pleurerai pas
Je ne pleurerai pas
[Verse 1]
I guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me
Girl, you could have had me doing anything you pleased
Girl, you should have took your time and thought of what to say to me
'Cause I'm not as hard as I make it seem to be
[Chorus]
And it could have went so many ways
So many ways it can go
'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone
So if I say that I won't call
The lying comes natural to me
You probably could have had it all
You could have been that lonely star
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
[Verse 2]
Happiness exists when you don't know a thing
So I hope you don't think this song is about you
And only I can know how close you came
But baby I'm a pro at letting go
I love it when they come and go
[Chorus]
But it could have went so many ways
So many ways it can go
'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone
So if I say that I won't call
The lying comes natural to me
You probably could have had it all
You could have been that lonely star
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
If we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)
If we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)
[Outro]
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Laisse tomber les filles
Laisse tomber les filles
Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera
Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Non, je ne pleurerai pas
Non, je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)
Oui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Je ne pleurerai pas
Je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)
|
Montreal
|
The Weeknd
|
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