Monthly Archives: May 2017

Kur – Come Back

On the move rush and leaving out

Bitch hot as hell took her home
Lost my Pop Pop I had my Granny
Out the house running in and out
It’s all about the
You can’t take this rock cause I got handles

Lil built the stud up from the grown
It’s all about the comeback
I was bullshitting this the comeback
It’s all about the comeback
It’s all about the
It’s all about the
High as fuck I feel like i’m gonna die
[Verse 2]
I was shopping looking for some {?}
Whole danm clip hanging out
It’s all about the
Hear they songs feel like it’s a lie
It’s all about the
Stayed alive gotta take advantage
Get they shots going two for five
Be there in a minute, i’m in route
Said i’m hot when niggas said i’m [???]
It’s all about the comeback
Riding past the jury and i’m reclined
It’s all about the
[???]
Every Maaly beat I got I ran it
Smoking good woke up in a cloud
Try your luck and guaranteed you’ll die
Imma be remembered in the town
Couple years later bitch was snapping
Where I’m from yall niggas ain’t allowed
It’s all about the
It’s all about the comeback
Granny had a stroke that left me damaged
Highs come with lows
Even back then he heard my sound
Writing in his room I made a classic
[???}
Different niggas pullin’ up outside
Gotta stack these pennies cause they count
It’s all about the
Everything for sale call my phones
I’m from Sharpnack it’s like the wild
Comeback, comeback
My name stay in bum niggas mouth
Look at all these bitches tryna come back
Always got a blunt staying high
Shit i’m out at lunch ain’t no fries
Bitches call you cheap but they be scramblin’
Once I take my shot i’m gonna be slanded
Comeback, comeback
Gucci low tops ankles out
Every day my grandma free of cancer
I deserve it I ain’t in denial
My eyes getting low
For my hood every fucking time
Took a bunch of L’s on the road
Grinding cause my sister need a house
Sorry that the tape was taking long
For the times glad I made it out
It’s all about the
Put me in the stud and made it happen
Nigga I ain’t fucking wit these clowns
Free my nigga Don wearing browns
Niggas smoke a port, a black and mild
Shit you should be doing don’t announce
Fuck that broke shit I got it cracking
Turn up at my shows I got clout
{???}
3 for 25 on em bananas
Give ’em all this heat and they can’t stand it
Nigga got shot cause he was ramming
I was bullshitting this the comeback
It’s all about the comeback
It all comes with growth
It’s all about the
Riding in a Centrury with an ounce
We in your spot boutta clean you out
One night in this telly then I’m out

Shoulda been working on my songs
Cops behind us tryna pull us random
It’s all about the
Member bitches wasn’t on my time
By the book, I can’t be wasting time
Thanking God for chances after chances
[Verse 1]
Bitch ain’t that deep you can have her
Meant we built this shit up from the grown
Prayed to God looking for some answers
[Chorus]
It’s all about the comeback
Niggas all crafty they’ll tag you
We ain’t stopping ’til we tucked the hammer
Wanna fuck I’m looking for some top
Gotta handle business I don’t slouch
For my mom, glad I made her smile
Garlic noodles, seafood all inside
Room full of bags these niggas bagging
Now niggas snapping on the com
Nigga, i’m a trapper from the 9
Keep my Jordan Ones untied

To the next city i’m in route
It’s all about the comeback
Shit I made it happen for my mom
Think that situation broke the family
Wanna hit me now wanna slide
Even back then he knew I had it
Meet ’em at the telly burnt a pound
Girls leave they babies wit they mom
It’s all about the
She was bullshitting shouldn’t done that
Put in years so it evened out
[Chorus]
Had bitches naked in my arms
Man I miss Reem I got ’em tatted
It’s all about the comeback

Jacob Forever – Quiéreme (feat. Farruko)

Dime que harás
Vas a llamarme
Cuando no puedas quererme
No te hagas la difícil pégate un poquito
Quiéreme como te quiero yo
Regálame un ratito
Besar tu cuerpo
Farru’
Solo un momento a solas yo necesito
Toque tu ventana

Como vas a hablar cuando te falte mi voz
[Farruko]
Por eso quiéreme

Sin mí la vida se te va
Por eso quiéreme
Cuando el sol toque tu ventana
[Jacob Forever]

(No puedas amarme)
Por eso quiéreme
(Amor)
Farru’
Carbon Fiber Music
(Amor-Amor)
Quiéreme como te quiero yo
Abrazándote
Towers
Yeh y Yeh
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Te juro no acabaría nuestro amor
[Jacob Forever]
Hacerte lo que nadie pudo hacer
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Siento
Como vas a mirar la hora en el reloj
Y llegue otro día a tu vida
Farru’
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Por eso quiéreme
(Quiéreme)
(No puedas quererme)
[Jacob Forever]
Que te va a matar la soledad
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Another hit
Pa’ que te dure mi amor

Hey
Cuando no puedas amarme
Por eso quiéreme
(Amor)
J.F.

Por eso quiéreme
Yeah
Y no estaré para atenderte
Frank Miami
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Y no me encuentres en tu cama
(Mi amor-Mi amor)
Y déjame

[Farruko]
Y hacerte cosas ricas
Déjame consentirte
Y darte cariñito
[Farruko]
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Si me quisieras como te quiero yo

Cuando despiertes
Quiéreme como te quiero yo
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Charro
Jacob Forever
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Forever One Music
Quiéreme como te quiero yo

Quiéreme como te quiero yo
Dj Romi
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
Por siempre tú me extrañarás

(Como te quiero)
Y explorar tu piel
[Jacob Forever]
Quiéreme como te quiero yo
(Mi amor- Mi amor)
Pa’ que te dure mi amor
[Farruko]

(Mi amor-Mi amor)
(Amor-Amor)

Amándote
Cuando no estemos tú y yo
Si tú me vieras como te veo yo

Dumbfoundead – History Of Violence (feat. Chancellor)

While you looking through the bushes, you’re like…
At the front desk, check in your beliefs now
Who the fuck gon’ save me
I leave this behind as the manifesto
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Seen em’ falling from heaven with intent to kill
Little homie
Prayers been ignored by the prophets

Who the fuck gon’ save, who the fuck gon’ save
Got me hot like the hood of my Lincoln
This history of violence, this history of violence, yeah
Who the fuck gon’ save me
Who the fuck gon’ save me
Who the fuck gon’ save me!
The body bags and the crooked
This history of violence, this history of violence, yeah

White sheets in the presidential suite
5 star napoleon complex
I’m surrounded like I’m the one that broke the seal
I’m surrounded like I’m the one that broke the seal
Who the fuck gon’ save me
Wonder why their parents split up on me
Won’t obey no man
(god bless america)
Seen them falling from heaven with intent to kill
Your one step closer to the dream
See i’ve been dreaming of angels on the battlefield

Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Little homie
Little homie

Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
History of violence HOV (speech)
I’m surrounded like I’m the one that broke the seal
I’m treatin’ POTUS like little homie
Little homie little homie let me talk to you!
I don’t play that gook or that chink shit
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me
Resume read like the goat (speech)
My fillings under pillows
My culture don’t believe in shrinks like we writing invisible ink
[Chorus]
(can we all get along?)

Made a demon from a demo
Who the fuck gon’ save me
The grainy footage, proof inside the pudding
Who the fuck gon’ save me yahhhh
The tower is available for lease
Pushin’ him to another level
Finding peace inside a cigarillo

[Chorus]
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
America put a foot in that ass to simply put it
I can’t rock with you, if you ain’t showing’ solidarity

So i been at war with the world like John wick
Who the fuck gon’ save me yahhhh
But can speak violence into existence
Live from the belly of the beast
I was givin out the link in my bio when they thought that
Every time somebody leave, they leaving a bloody mess

Little homie
(reporting live)
Who the fuck gon’ save me

But ain’t nothin room service couldn’t clean
Who the fuck gon’ save me!
Violence won’t listen
I ain’t ever raise my hand to a woman or in class
Been killin since puttin
So glad pops ain’t show me the ropes (preach)
Runnin’ up on the bigger homie
So I been going off with a Viriginia tech flow
Who the fuck gon’ save me yahhhh
Who the fuck gon’ save me
Seen em’ falling from heaven with intent to kill
(i don’t wanna get involved with you
Violence is tradition
This history of violence, this history of violence
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha
We can wish for peace
(is you looking?)
Paranoia
Got history like he roll with Kony
I was givin my linked in

Who the fuck gon’ save me!
Blood on the deed of our home
That ain’t my people its wrong but thats y’all issue)
The body cams and the whoopings
Violence is an addiction
Paranoia
See i’ve been dreaming of angels on the battlefield
Who the fuck gon’ save me
See i’ve been dreaming of angels on the battlefield
(is you looking?)
Who the fuck gon’ save me my brotha

Don Diablo – Echoes (From “Kill Switch”)

To the end of the world
Through gravity we’ll be falling
There’s a long way to go
Will you still remember my face.
To the end of the world
Take me home

Take me home
To where we belong
Will all travel to the light
Through rain and through snow
And the echoes of the night
Will all travel to the light
When you hear my echo calling
We will never let you go
To where we belong
And the echoes of the night
Through rain and through snow
We will never let you go…
There’s a long way to go
And when we’re lost in time and space

Dave – 100M’s

This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
Don’t think that I ain’t on road cos I ain’t stuck on ends
I got 10 people that I love, look I don’t want a 100 friends

This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s

[Hook]
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
[Hook]
What you saying? What’s good?
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
Mandem dream of a MOBO
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
What’s happening? Wagwan?

Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
And this girl wants to stay for the night, I can’t, I gotta be gone by 10
I got 10 people that I love, look I don’t want a 100 friends

Right now life’s just lovely, I wish you could’ve seen that girls face
Don’t think that I ain’t on road cos I ain’t stuck on ends
If man wants war, tell a man sure, like Luke I’m sitting in the back with a bally
My striker’s 18 with a hightop this kid’s looking like Marcus Rashford
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
I mean I love when old tings message me but try know we can’t never be mates
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
[Verse 1]
If you wanna be a big boy for your dogs my team take you from your Dons like Alli
Dead riding out, I’m sat in a cabbie one runner that was looking like a tramp in an alley
[Pre-Hook]
Army of 2 or Kane and Lynch, when I’m on road I ride with a shooter
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
Said your Amm’ come loud like bass but it’s silent like Charlie Chaplin
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
Don’t you want Oscars and Grammys?
When she jumped on Twitter to send then she saw me on a track with…
Known from Natwest to Santander, said you wanna pree us like I’m driving an Uber
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
.44 Swammy, see G’s to the left can’t take them for Jordan or Sammy
Got so many, so many enemies, got so many man on my case
This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
I came in the game with a plan but I got patience like Dr Miami

Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s

This statement is looking like a barcode, tell a man I want 100M’s
[Pre-Hook]
This girl wants to stay for the night I can’t I gotta be gone by 10
Tell a man I want 100M’s, tell a man I want 100M’s
You had so much talk online, saw you on the road you ain’t half as active

Dan + Shay – Stop, Drop + Roll (Home Free Cover)

Well turnin’ it up, turnin’ it up, turnin’ it up

Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go?
Roll down the windows, let your hair blow, let your hair blow

Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the time in the world so come on little girl
Burnin’ me, up burnin’ me up, burnin’ me up,
Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road
Bass bumpin’ on the car door
Girl, tell me what I wanna hear
Just get gone, oh baby we could just get lost while the radio plays our favorite song
Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road
Yeah baby let’s get out of here
Just like you, and it’s burnin’ me up, burnin’ me up, burnin’ me up
We can leave town right now, take it down the interstate
Yeah, roll down the windows, let your hair blow, let it all blow, let it all blow
We can leave town right now, take it down the interstate
Bass bumpin’ on the car door
Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the time in the world so come on little girl
Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road
There’s a two lane getaway red hot summer day

Jump into my ’65 Mustang, ain’t she a pretty thing?

You’re turnin’ me on, turnin’ me on, turnin’ me on
Whoa, all we gotta do is stop, let the top drop and roll, let it roll
Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the time in the world so come on little girl

Yeah baby let’s get outta here

Bass bumpin’ on the car door
Roll down the windows, let your hair blow, let it all blow, let it all blow
Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go?
Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go?
That’s just what I wanna hear
Whoa, all we gotta do is stop, let the top drop and roll, let it roll
Whoa, all we gotta do is stop, let the top drop and roll, let it roll

CupcakKe – CPR (Uncensored)

And any time my pussy wannabe hairy like Harry Potter
I want my face to lose weight so stroke my mouth
Ain’t no laying down man we bout to have late fun
Only time i’m not on the dick is when I’m bout’ to shit
I’m here to serve you customer service (right)

Who need a gym when you got dick to work you out?
Dirty panties from the sex yeah I got me some loads
Anything goes when you up in my hole
Put my mouth on it like CPR (let’s make porn and watch it on VCR)
I’m bout’ to make your balls stick up like space buns
Licking on that penis like a letter when I seal it
Today way wetter than my past slob
A little more
Open this coochie up like a fortune cookie
[Intro]
When I’m near it no I don’t fear it
Give it to me now
Long stick inside my river but we not going fishing
I want that long neck not talking giraffe neck
Yo dick brick hard like a medal (uhh)
So when I suck yo’ dick now I use bobby pins
I save dick by giving it CPR (i save dick by giving it CPR, YES)
A little faster
[Verse 3]
I got 3 holes for it like a pretzel (uhmm)
Know what to do every time you have a horrible day
In the sheets I am a bully
It get live in this pussy I’m not talking Periscope
Peddle in this pussy that’s how you rock a boat

Right there
It would make my pussy wetter than a fishbowl
(uh uh uh uh uh uh)
Becky with the good hair is what you could call her
Dick twisting in my stomach like food poisoning
Every time you make me cum it look just like vanilla pudding
I’ll make your pants unzip more than Ziploc
Put my mouth on it like CPR (let’s make porn and watch it on VCR)
I think we should fuck up in every zip code

Pussy already wet don’t need no lube ointment
Place it down my throat Want your dick soaked?
[Verse 2]
No quick head in my bed I can’t have that
[Verse 1]
Sit on yo face all day until you say "bae it hurt me"
I’ll eat that sausage all day like it’s Memorial Day
And if you unemployed I can give you a ass job
[Bridge]

I save dick by giving it CPR (i save dick by giving it CPR, YES)
Name anything freaky and you know I’m bout the shit
More like a scorching pussy Hotbox?
[Chorus]
Thats how you know when you hit the spot
Pubic hairs all in my mouth, not again
Yo dick brick hard like a medal (uhh)

(uh uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh ughhh uhhh)
I fuck doggy style so much I need to go to the vet
Yo banana in my mouth watch my tongue go ape
Give more head than a hoodie
Then I turn around and give the dick more kisses than Hershey’s
I’m talking barbecue sauce and mustard on it
Um, dois, três, quatro
Tight as a virgin boy don’t get nervous (tight)
[Chorus]
I’m here to serve you customer service (right)
Yo’ dick getting more blows than a birthday cake
Let’s get it!
And the mayonnaise comes when you bust right on it
Tongue tickle yo’ dick but not telling a joke
I got 3 holes for it like a pretzel (uhmm)
Listen, I’m the most explicit
Tight as a virgin boy don’t get nervous (tight)
Pussy a kitty cat I pet it like a pet

Kodie Shane – Check

All these niggas wanna be me, they my sons and that’s my daughter
Water, diamonds stay all on my neck just look how they dance…
[Bridge]
She must be up to something

Landed, I just landed tonight
I take on tour the planets, I’m on my way I’m just landed
I wanna roll for some, I’m switching hoes for some
Landed, I just landed tonight
I take on tour the planets, I’m on my way I just landed
Like water
[Chorus]
I got you girls and they just hate …best friends
[Pre Chorus]
Man this beat so hard
All of these niggas imposters
[Verse 1]

Diamonds on my neck…check
Water
She said you got these boys upset, I guess
See I’m the best she ever had, I guess
Said she gon’ she gon’ show me some
[Outro]
She must be up to something

I wanna roll for some, I’m switching hoes for some

See I’m the best she ever had, I guess I guess
[Chorus]
Just let her stop all that assumption, I take my top like [?]
Oh eye in the sky woke up on the rise
Tryna take my swag I caught her, send her round all my collar
Just let her stop all that assumption, I take my top like [?]
I got you girls and they just hate, best friends
[Pre Chorus]
Diamonds on my neck, check
She said you got these boys upset, I guess
Said she gon’ she gon’ show me some

Gucci Mane – 5 Million Intro (Droptopwop Album)

These bitches sayin’ that I’m gross cuz I skeet in they face
All these diamonds on it got me feelin’ some type of way
Nigga neck let em’ breathe but I just can’t be
I’m Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day (well damn, 5 Million a day?)
[Chorus]
All these diamonds on my fist I’m feelin’ some type of way
You got a hater mentality it’s hard to relate
I’m a supplier, nobody stops the drought like me

Ask all the boppers, them bitches like to fight ’bout me
Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day
Drop the top on these haters cuz the top in the way
And if you ain’t gettin’ no money then you just in the way
Metro Boomin’ want some more nigga
Then ask the mobsters, they never sold that white like me
If that bitch ain’t gettin’ no money then that bitch in the way
And who gettin’ cheese with me cuz that’s all I see

[Verse 1]
And if you ain’t gettin’ no money then you just in the way
Haha, hol up
[Chorus]
Orange vert black rims trick-or-treat on the streets
Why you bring your friend babe man that bitch in the way
These niggas liars, no money in the vault like me
[Outro]
[Outro]
$10,000,000 mansion Gucci Mane Estate
And if you ain’t gettin’ no money then you just in the way
(Hol up) Let me clarify 20 mil out the gate
Nigga lookin’ at my watch they feelin’ some type of way
If that bitch ain’t gettin’ no money then that bitch in the way
If that bitch ain’t gettin’ no money then that bitch in the way
If these hoes ain’t talkin’ bout fuckin’ then they just in the way
All these diamonds on it got me feelin’ some type of way
My album dropped September but I’m booked up to May
All these diamonds on my fist I’m feelin’ some type of way
Took my shirt off in the vert cuz the shirt in the way
(Hol up) Let me clarify I made 5 Million today
Drop the top on these haters cuz the top in the way
Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day (Hold up, hold up, okay)
But these Niggas ain’t get money man they just in the way
If these hoes ain’t talkin’ bout fuckin’ then they just in the way
[Chorus]
Shit I’m tryna fuck both of y’all I don’t like to play
Took my shirt off in the vert cuz the shirt in the way
I’m Gucci pretty please take your foot off these
Metro on the beat Gucci Mane got a fleet
I’m Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day
[Verse 2]
Wop, huh
I’m just slidin’ down the ‘crest on a hot summer day
Okay
I’m too rich to give a shit ’bout anyone but me
Metro Boomin’ want some more nigga

This the, intro, Metro, Guccio, Wop, Wop!
Ask all the bloggers, cuz they love to write ’bout me
I’m Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day (5 Million a day?)

Guwop’s a problem, nobody talks the talk like me
Then ask the robbers, nobody’s jewelry bright like me
With an all gold Roley, match the fork and the plate
All these diamonds on my fist I’m feelin’ some type of way
They sent me 5 Million dollars I hadn’t been out a week

Guwop’s a cook man, nobody holds a fork like me
Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day
I’m Gucci Mane La Flare I make 5 Million a day (5 million a day)
I’m just slidin’ down the ‘crest on a hot summer day
I’m just slidin’ down the ‘crest on a hot summer day
Drop the top on these haters cuz the top in the way
If these hoes ain’t talkin’ bout fuckin’ then they just in the way
[Intro]
And I got 5 Million niggas playa hatin’ on me
Took my shirt off in the vert cuz the shirt in the way
All these diamonds on it got me feelin’ some type of way

Gucci Mane – Tho (Droptopwop Album)

[Verse 2]
New watch alert
He want a half of one (Go)
Brr, brr

I was sellin’ half a O trappin’ at the Zesto
Gucci Mane a troublemaker, I’m trying to behave, though
And you can call me anything, but you can’t call me broke, though
[Intro]
Got a bunch of tattoos, don’t ask my why I got them, though
I fly the dope in on a drone for the pesos
Huh
I’m a ex con, used to sell crack at the Texaco

I’m a livin’ legend, I do magic with the draco
Keep my head on a swivel, ’cause I robbed a couple folks
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
I had to stop your mouth, bro Who you think you talking to?
Huh, yeah

Drippin’ sauce excessively and it ain’t even called for
How you click them powder mines and y’all ain’t even street though?
[Outro]
It’s Gucci
Brand new Air Max and they ain’t even out though
Gucci Mane and Metro, exclusive Jordan retro
Gucci super cutthroat, but I was born broke though
Known for toting guns and it’s what I’m on probation for
[Skit]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
If the jewelry ain’t blindin’ me, then what it even about for?
Back to back with Ralo, and we ain’t even deep though
[?] (Huh?)
Niggas keep on trying me, I think they feelin’ brave, though
Metro, let’s try something (dope)
It’s Drop top
Go
Niggas talk sideways, I hit him in his mouth though
300 pounds of mid-grade, I took it ‘cross the state, though
It’s Wizp, drop top
Was damn near 300 pounds, but I lost the weight, though
Yeah, I told the nigga "Meet me at the Zesto" (Dope)

Niggas want to sign to me, but I can’t even vouch for
[Verse 1]
Had a murder charge, but they ain’t found me guilty though
And Arizona mid-grade, I swear my life is great, bro
You ain’t come to suck me up, then what you in the house for?
New tape alert
Really miss my homeboy, he in a early grave, though
All about the bucks bro, but this ain’t Tampa Bay, though
People say they cloned me because I changed my ways, though
In the Peach State, but I’m sellin’ Cali grapes, though
Got a lot of loved ones, but they ain’t here today, though
Aye wassup bruh, ride with me somewhere (Yo)
New whip alert
Baby got a pretty face but I just want the mouth though
Didn’t have a pot to piss, so I wanted to throw it out, so

Gucci Mane – Hurt A Nigga Feelings (Droptopwop Album)

Don’t compare them lil’ boys to me, twenty million out the gate
Wop!
I’m up thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
Re-rock a brick, put it in the press then Nick and Diddy T’d it
[Intro]
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings

House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
Back to all these pints stuffed in my house and I don’t even drink
[Chorus]
They just tryin’ to keep up with the kid and ain’t been out a year
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
I’m so hood, no matter how much I’m still gon’ get some rims
Out the pen ain’t been home two minutes
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
If you listenin’ to just what I said you might be more aware
[Chorus]
If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you
All these anti-depressants I sell I think that I’m a shrink
I’m up thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
More concerned ’bout the cash you earn and not the clothes you wear
Oh, you thought you was on to somethin’ man you boys ain’t even real
Baby lucky if she leave with me cause I don’t even care
House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
All these diamonds drapped all over me, your bitch can’t even see

I’m up thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
See the world through my darkly tinted vintage Gucci lens
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
[Outro]
Me and mines were like Bonnie and Clyde and we ain’t try pretend
I jumped down the Benz
These are Gucci boots they cost two stacks man, these are not no Timbs
I’m up thirty million, hurt a nigga feelings
Coupe a half million, hurt a nigga feelings
Pop me one of those whatchumacalls and fucked her on the sink
When I pull with them guns my nig’, you know it’s COD
Burr
Not there through thick and thin
[Verse 2]
Metro why you wanna do this tape man you know that they gon’ hate
House ten million, hurt a nigga feelings
Found out my friends weren’t really my friends
Ha, it’s Wizop
These exotic fabrics make her wanna suck me up for free

Steppin’ out like a Fiji water, sparklin’ with gems
Niggas hurt cause they seen that ‘Vert drop top, half a M

Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
Gucc’ Atlantic just mailed me 10 mills and I’m not even there

[Verse 1]
Watch a quarter million, hurt a nigga feelings
If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot you
Baby lickin’ the back on my balls, now I can’t even think

Gucci Mane – Helpless (Droptopwop Album)

[Chorus]
Knockin’ out the stuffings man, I’m trampoline jumpin’
But this ain’t no church girl, this a grown ass woman
When she put that pussy on me I feel helpless
If you ain’t seen her naked, nigga, you ain’t seen nothin’
She asked me when I’m comin’ home, she text me
I want head in the morning, fuck breakfast
[Chorus]
Is there a pussy rehab? Please tell me
The way she put that pussy on me, I feel helpless
I feel helpless (please help me)
Goin’ hard on that Patrón, girl it’s on tonight
Laughin’ but that camel in her jeans mean muggin’
I’m so helpless
Say she want a nigga like me that’s wealthy
I feel helpless (please help me)
[Verse 1]
You’re like, "Damn, you don’t care if you’re wrong or right?"
Expensive lingerie on, she sexy
Actin’ like we family, but bitch we ain’t cousins

(Please help me, huh, somebody please help me)
Ayy, lil’ Metro on that beat
Say she want a nigga like me that’s wealthy

Tryna set this bed on fire like it’s kerosene burning
I’m addicted like a fiend so I give her green money
(Please help me, huh, somebody please help me)
She got a church girl smile but a bedroom body
I put it on her so good, she helpless
Huh, Metro, Guwop
The way she put that pussy on me, I feel helpless
[Verse 2]
Huh
And I want that pussy to myself, I’m selfish (true)
[Chorus]
A thousand dollars, fuck her long, she smell me
I’m so helpless
Say she got that Sunshine pussy from Harlem Nights
I’m the best that ever did it, fuck Elvis (Wop)
And I want that pussy to myself, I’m selfish (true)
I woke up with a rich bitch, we wealthy

Helpless, please help me
Get to diggin’ in her stomach, got her grown ass runnin’
I’m so helpless
Talkin’ good cardio, we healthy

I’m helpless

Told me beat it up, I say "You ain’t said nothin’"
[Intro]
Try to stay away from her but I can’t help it
Try to stay away from her but I can’t help it
I’m addicted, somebody please help me
The way she put that pussy on me, I feel helpless
Say she want a nigga like me that’s wealthy
See me with her girlfriend, she jealous
I feel helpless (please help me)
Dressed up like a naughty nurse like Halloween comin’
Tell me "hurry up" ’cause her home girl comin’
And I want that pussy to myself, I’m selfish (true)
Try to stay away from her but I can’t help it
Make you come home, say "I ain’t comin’ home for life"
Dick harder than a rock, she felt me
(Please help me, huh, somebody please help me)

Gucci Mane – Met Gala (feat. Offset) (Droptopwop Album)

Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
Your bitch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight

This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move (brr)
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
[Chorus: Offset]
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
Wizop
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Southside
A nigga rob you, you be practicing (bow)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
Offset
Came in the game with a key (key)
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
Mil’ in a week (hey)
Woo
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
Offset the mania, I’m the massacre (hey)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
[Chorus: Offset]
I don’t care for no obstacles
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)
Came in the game with a key (key)
This shit started off likes (huh)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
[Verse 1: Offset]

And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
Came in the game with a key (key)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)

Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey, hey)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boots (havin’ that)
They callin’ the cops (12)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)
Fuckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Bentley Mulsanne but this is masseuse (skrt)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
And she on the very first flight (go)
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane (Offset)]
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Hey
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
[Intro: Offset]
These niggas ain’t trippin’, they makin’ transactions (nah)

Mil’ in a week (hey)

Gucci Mane – Finesse The Plug Interlude (Droptopwop Album)

[Chorus]
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
A conniver, a miser, a plug despiser
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
Three brothers, no sister, we so rough with ya

If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
Gun bust you with the draco, now you need dentures
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I’m a trickster, she love how I’m rockin’ my crystals
It’s a lowdown dirty gang, no ref, no whistle
(Where’s the love, where’s the love)

The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
Shy with ya last week, today I gots to get ya
Slap you clean ‘cross your head, tell the docs to stitch ya
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I do stunts like MacGyver for my survival
It’s Metro
And I love white folks, I walk on a tightrope
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I’m a shyster, I’m spiteful and I love rifles
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
[Outro]
My hood is a jungle, get burnt like charcoal
I can never be a victim ’cause my bruh name Victor
No harm, no foul, but the team just blitzed ya
Huh
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
And we take chances, ’cause life is a gamble
Shitbag no tissue, we so rough with ya
The more niggas you bring, in Glocks we trust
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
A Financial advisor, I make you wiser
All that flexin’ with that pack, boy, you gots potential
Gucci two pistols, get robbed at the Crystals
I finessed
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
[Intro]
[Verse 2]
I suggest that you niggas don’t fuck with us
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
Haha
[Verse 1]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
The more niggas you bring, the more heads we bust
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
[Chorus]
Trick you out your cargo, I feel like Pablo
I got extra drugs
Tellin’ lies to the judge with my hand on the Bible
Huh
The more niggas you bring, in Glocks we trust
I suggest that you niggas don’t fuck with us
Huh, whoo
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?

Take dope from the narcos and bring it to Flat Shoals
I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs
If you a rival, I trick you, watch your tag and title
Ahh

[Chorus]
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?

I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
I’m a slimer, a grimer, a real big-timer
I suggest you niggas don’t fuck with us
I thought you fucked with me, Gucci, where’s the love?
Kick you dead in your ass, tell you "Take that with you"

I finessed the plug, I got extra drugs

Gucci Mane – Dance With The Devil (Droptopwop Album)

Took a chance and put a price tag on your little one
Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing
Yeah, yeah, it’s Gucci Mane and Metro
I took her to the 6 but no, that’s not Toronto
Dancing
Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing

Leave with your chick but send her back with a grand though
Get the gloves and the shovel, he’s tryna dance with the devil

Everybody wanna be the kingpin man
Yellow bitch, her dark skin friend, call it gumbo
Now she’s tryna act hard like a hood girl
Yeah, I started from the bando
When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil
Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing

Tattoos all over but she bougie
A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil
When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil
Diamonds on my neck and wrist lit, that’s a combo
Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing
Tryna catch a nigga playing for the Falcons
Get the gloves and the shovel, he’s tryna dance with the devil
And I ain’t tryna preach cause I got high too
A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil

I’m an ex-drug dealer, nigga how bout you
100 grand’ll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil
Niggas don’t make 21 where I come from (Wow)
Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
Get the gloves and the shovel, he’s tryna dance with the devil
Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing
Aye, Lil Metro on that beat
Pull up in a lot and the car cost a condo
Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing
I’m an ex-con, ex-hood, long with a dope bomb
2017, everybody get high
Dancing
[Hook]
But steady sucking up the nigga with the dragons
Took a chance and fucked the hood hoe, no condom

Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing
Catch you at the trap and shoot you clean out your hellcat
Baby started off right as a good girl
Taking street drugs like they ass can’t die
The neighborhood dealer with an Uzi
Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing
Diamonds on a nigga neck dancing, dancing
Diamonds on my wrist and fist dancing, dancing
Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing
Dancing all night 10 grand make you dance, dance
Big booty bitch keep dancing, dancing
[Hook]
Real trap niggas take chances, flirting with the devil slow dancing
Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing
100 grand’ll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil
Acting stiff but her booty keep choosing
A ghetto superstar make a bitch want to dance with the devil
Pitching dog food, make a junkie out your husband
[Intro]
100 grand’ll make a nigga cool, wanna dance with the devil
Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing
100s in my pants turn your chick to my girlfriend
If Metro don’t trust you I’ma foot you in your asshole
In every neighborhood there’s a Gucci
100 stacks’ll make ’em shoot you clean in your dad head
When she glance at the bezel, she wanna dance with the devil
Dancing
Diamonds on my pinky ring dancing, dancing
Real street bitches take chances, flirting with the devil romancing
[Verse 1]
Hah
The feds snatched ’em up now we ain’t seen this man
Gucci in the battle box I just walked out the bullpen