Daily Archives: September 13, 2017

Fergie – You Already Know (feat. Nicki Minaj)

Ready, steady, steady, rocking
From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good shit
This is how I do, this is how I do

Dudes want the cake, but they can’t get a crumb
It’s hot, it burns so I drop it
Ready, steady, steady, rocking
Come get some, you little bums
[Chorus: Fergie]
Beez got me feeling like a gypsy
Hmm, let me think about it
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
Damn, they ain’t seen young Nicki in a week
That’s right, baby, you already know
This is how I do, this is how I do
I pull up in a Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
They like, aw, where the ref go?
Gone for a minute and you missed me
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg
When I add it up, I’m mathematic, baby
Ain’t controlling effects, so what the heck
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
You already know, hope you’re ready
Baby, I’m glamorous, and I’m folding
Let it go, get rolled, I just can’t hold
I know they on E, but I don’t give a F, though
I-I got these hoes scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
You already know, hope you’re ready
[Verse 1: Fergie]
Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby
Pose for the camera, daddy, I’m vogueing

Amazing the way I keep shit frozen
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
[Post-Chorus: Fergie & Nicki Minaj]
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
I made a movie like Seth Rog’

Bad attitude, but my pussy is the best, though
Five shows, made three millie in a week
Got my hair did, got a new hairdo

[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
I’m thick and petite, tell ’em quick, pick a seat
This is how I do, this is how I do
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
That’s right, baby, you already know
I’m on stage, you can stand where the guests go

I’m no amateur, I’m a laminate
Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy
This is how I do, this is how I do
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Yo, ayo, let it go, let’s go
This is how I do, this is how I do
[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
That’s right, baby, you already know
[Bridge: Fergie]
Cool, that’s true, got new shoes and a new attitude
I keep a bar like Esco

Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what
There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static
Oh baby, watch me when I drop it
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Rock the discotheque ’cause this groove is up next
[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Grammys and AMAs, I’m holding
Too bad you can’t go and invest in critiques
Top game, I’m out the attic
Come and see me at a venue near you
[Chorus: Fergie]
You already know, hope you’re ready
Then I’ma take a break, and meditate
Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate
[Chorus: Fergie]
You already know, hope you’re ready
This is how I do, (yeah) this is how I do (yeah)
[Verse 3: Fergie]
This is how I do, this is how I do
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

This is how I do, this is how I do
Back and forth ’cause I’m the girl with soul
Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy
I’ma assassinate all the imitates
I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it

I wanna ball, where the nets go?
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Charismatic when I’m at it

That’s right, baby, you already know

Ready, steady, steady, rocking
Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little

Liz Huett – STFU & Hold Me

Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
I think the problem is you talk too much
This is what you get, you gotta love me
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Gave you all I got if you could trust me
Just shut up, shut up
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Baby why you gotta talk so much?
This is what you get, you gotta love me

You’re telling me to be more honest
Why you gotta complicate this love?
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
[Chorus]
Just shut up, shut up
We go in circles till I’ve had enough

Gave you all I got if you could trust me

[Verse 1]
Oh, sour candy and whiskey
Feel you think about it when we’re touching
Shut the fuck up and hold me
Just shut up, shut up oh
With a little reckless abandon
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely

Oh, on the first night you kissed me
When I only want you to trust in me
Shut the fuck up and hold me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Oh oh, that’s when falling was easy
But I’m coming from a line of problems
Oh, on the first night you kissed me

Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up and hold me
If we focus will you back to standing
Shut the fuck up and hold me
[Chorus]

I was born and I became a product
We were smoking in the canyon
This is what you get, you gotta love me
[Pre-Chorus]
This is what you get, you gotta love me
[Chorus]
Gave you all I got if you could trust me
I ain’t got the heart to feel lonely
Gave you all I go if you could trust me, trust me
Telling me you wanna take it slowly
Focus we’ll get back
[Verse 2]
Started with a bang went all in

Oh, sour candy and whiskey
[Pre-Chorus]
Thinking I should be a bit more polished

Shut the fuck up and hold me
Now we’re broken and crash landing
[Bridge]
Oh oh, that’s when falling was easy

Minelli – Empty Spaces

Risin’, you gotta break the silence
To find, to find the light
And I feel that you’ll be fallin’
Crying
Coz I, I don’t wanna see you fallin’
Tell me why you’re crying
Sometimes you hide
Don’t you know you’re not alone now

Sometimes you hide

You slide to empty spaces
Sometimes you hide
Don’t you know you’re not alone now

Sometimes you search for places
You gotta break the silence

Coz I, I don’t wanna see you fallin’
Sometimes you hide

Just find, to find the light
Sometimes you search for places
As I can see the faith in your eyes
To find, to find the light
Don’t you know where you wanna go
And I feel that you’ll be fallin’
Coz you don’t know who you are
You slide to empty spaces
Sometimes you hide

Sometimes you hide
And now the day is dawning
Now I can see the faith in your eyes
Tryin to find out who you are
Just find, to find the light
Tryin to find out who you are
Tell me where you wanna go

Coz you don’t know who you are

I Prevail – Alone (Animated Music Video)

We used to have it all
I let you in, you left me out
I let you in, you left me out
It was us against the world, but now
It’s like you’re on repeat
I let you in, you left me out
I’ll leave the light on
I can’t believe you’re gone
‘Cause you’re running through my dreams
It’s like you’re on repeat
I let you in, you bled me out
When it’s too dark to see
And to be honest, I know I’ll never be the same
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You used to run, run through my veins
I’ll leave the light on
I let you in, you bled me out
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
You left me all alone
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
Truth be told I can’t believe you’re gone
You left me all alone
I see you in my dreams
I let you in, you left me out
Feels like eternity, and I can’t believe
And to be honest, I know I’ll never be the same
Now I gotta face the fact that you’re never coming back
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
You used to run, run through my veins
I let you in, you bled me out
I would’ve gave it all
Like a dream I can’t recall
You left me all alone
You left me on my own, you left me all alone
I’ve been sleeping on my own
Feels like eternity, and I can’t believe
When it’s too dark to see, I’ll leave the light on
Spending all these nights alone knowing you’re not coming home
‘Cause you’re running through my dreams
I let you in, you left me out
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You left me skin and bone, you left me all alone
You left me on my own, you left me all alone

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry

Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
I curved bitches on the internet for you
Put a lot of stress on me

Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a curse and hex on me
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Talk dirty and caress on me
Spend my paycheck on you
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
You done went and got a big head on me
Call the station and request for me
Let’s go, oh yeah
Cried my last tear drop
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Cried my last tear drop
Let’s go, yeah
Now you feel regret, oh, do you?
You made me obsessed for you
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"

You should come check on me
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"

You used to obsess for me
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Oh, you tryna roll
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
You’re running me dry
Baby, I could care less for you
Used to break my neck for you
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Thought I had the same effect on you
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
[Verse 2]
Let’s go
I lost all respect for you
Let’s go
Drop down, pick it up up up
Drop down, pick it up up up
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
[Verse 1]
You’re running me dry
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
Out of respect for you
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up

Swing it around, Imma go go go
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you

Bhad Bhabie – From The D To The A

Hair stand up on my arm cause my wrist cold
Tats in my skin, racks in my purse
Talking shit off in my comments
Like, ten bands, fifty bands got all kind of dough
Why you bitches penniless, you rode a Bentley yet?
You scared while I’m in town
You can’t find a plate
You still riding coach now bitch, I’m on the private jet
Down with the win now I’m getting to it
5 lawyers handling my case, it keep me free to work
Bitches hear I’m laying where they stay
But I’m still roaming free bitch when you see me bitch don’t dap me
He was talkin’ down, I made his girl put it in reverse
I’m on my spend whatever shit
Got popped for blowing gas after court
And shit it could be worse
Spend the money like I never lift the peddle up
But my bank account is straight

So I don’t pay attention to the price
I’m just tryn get these bands
Garage feelin’ haunted ain’t no spirits I just copped a ghost
She a finesse, easy for her to cop a check bitch
I don’t know you hoes, I ain’t tryna hang with ya
Take my Rollie off before the fame make that bitch fold
Here’s the addy, you should pop up

Now they scared, wanna lock doors, runnin’ up this place
Keep adding up now this knot can’t fit in my hands
Broke hoe, your record deal worth 11 bucks
All these brands wanna give me checks, I put something on it 50 bands, not a penny less
Dealing with probation, got no life
[Verse]

You cannot relate, I been eating good
You better run it like a track meet
Sit these hoes pockets just for talking reckless
Fuck the ops, run a lil hoe out her socks
I ain’t worried bout no mad hoes, I ain’t worried bout no hoe
Lesson learned, now to tell your friends, I’m not the one
People tryna violate me so I keep my convo short
Somebody tell these hoes to get a life
Got deals on the line (pssh!) bitch you stupid 600 hundreds, what’s that 60 bands?
I was 6 figure rich now, I’m 7 up
Tryna partner with my daddy

Ain’t here to play no games wit ya
My ex bestie leaked my number and my addy sharing info with the courts
I got money like I’m trappin’, but I been left the block though
Or I’ll be running on your heels
Smack her down then it’s over, yeah that neck done

Harry Styles – The Chain (Fleetwood Mac Cover) (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

I can still hear you saying
Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
And if, you don’t love me now

Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night

I can still hear you saying
I can still hear you saying
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
And if you don’t love me now
And if you don’t love me now
Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light

You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)

Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
You will never love me again
And if you don’t love me now

And if you don’t love me now
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
You will never love me again
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You will never love me again

In Real Life – Eyes Closed

Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your tone
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
I can feel it in your heart
Even with my eyes closed
It’s deeper than your looks and your curves
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed (even with my eyes closed)
Even with my eyes closed you’re beautiful
There’s something ’bout you
I can see it in the dark
She the homie, she so funny
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
[Verse 2: Brady Tutton]
I can see it in the dark
[Chorus: All]
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your words
I can see it in the dark

‘Cause I want you illuminated
It might be how you’re looking at the world

And it feels so good, it hurts
So, God, help me
[Verse 1: Chance Perez]
I can hear it in your tone
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark

And it feels so good, it hurts
God, help me
I can hear it in your tone
I can hear it in your tone
I can feel it in your heart
She a real one so I never gotta question
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Feel what I’m feeling
Hey, love
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
When you’re gone, all I do is think of you, lady
I’m wrapped around your finger
[Pre-Chorus: Drew Ramos]

It’s deeper than your looks and your curves

I can see it in the dark
I can hear it in your words
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
It might be how you’re looking at the world

From a princess to a queen
To the finer things to impress her
[Chorus: All]
What you doing later?
Feel what I’m feeling
I can hear it in your tone
[Outro]
I can see it in the dark
I can feel it in your heart
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
And it feels so good, it hurts
Watch her racing to the money
We just crashing on these dummies

Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Even with my eyes closed
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed
My friends think I’m hallucinating
I can feel it in your heart
[Bridge: Drew Ramos]
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

I can feel it in your heart
I can see it in the dark
[Pre-Chorus: Sergio Calderon]
I can feel it in your heart

[Chorus: All]
‘Cause I’ve got a great place to take you
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
I can hear it in your tone
I’ll be on, on my best behavior
[Verse 3: Michael Conor]
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
Holy smokes, I’m lucky
There’s something ’bout you
Feel what I’m feeling

Jimmy Wopo – Came Home

Shittin’ on niggas I’m Mr. Jones
I pick the bass and it’s underhand
Like young niggas in the soccer van
I spent like 4 on my neck

With the [?] in my other hand
Came home to the hood
(Lean got me shinin’ in downtown)
This ain’t a Freeman
Came home doin’ good
Came home doin’ good
She watchin’ wovies like Morgan
I’m [?] like fuck durant
On a nigga head before he hit the can
I put that all on lil deck
I’m on the chicken no pack of ranch
This not rerun
Probation on me so I need the xans
I put that shit on the Nets
There ain’t a reason to stress

Came home with a tech
I’m on the cheese like a Packers fan
All this color money in my rubber band
Put paint and some rims on a Nissan
Came home wit’ a check
I got this juice like Capri Sun
[Chorus x2]
I spent like 4 on my neck
Fuck signin’ deals I don’t need a loan
Watchu gon’ do when you blow up?
Eatin ‘hana soon as I land
First day I spent more bands
Steak and shrimp do the Beni dance
[Verse]
I’m fallin’ over can’t keep my stance
Take down the beef and we eat the bones
100 shots in my car band
You betta run the hyena home
I put that shit on the Nets
I’m on the stoop gonna take one
There ain’t a reason to stress
I put that all on lil deck
[Chorus]
Get posted on like Karl Malone
Got young shootas outta D-1
Came home to the hood
I’m in the game like the superdome
Banana clips on Tarzans
Came home with a tech
Came home wit’ a check
We got the gun from out pakistan
I’m up so high I’ma need a drone

Nipsey Hussle – Grindin All My Life

All my life, been grindin’ all my life
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
I say self made, meanin’ I designed myself
In addition to that fact, I went legit on that shit
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
I know that west side, RSC’s is us
All this rap money, nigga, look I need too much
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
One thing that’s for sure, not a stranger to this life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
[Hook]
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
LAPD on my dick, I’ma squeeze and bust
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
And we travel round the world gettin’ cream and what
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
You be switchin’ up the players on your team too much
[Hook]
Tiny copy, that’s my loc, yo supreme, what up
Successful street nigga touchin’ his first mil
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
[Verse 1]
Like a motherfuckin’ boss, ask me how I feel

’96 Impala thug, life on wheels
After all that lookin’ tough, all he see was stumps
50 Cent and Mayweather flee the scene with us, true story
Standin’ so tall, they think I might got stilts
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Got a safe that’s full of Franklins and a shoulder full of stripes
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
[Hook]
All my life, been grindin’ all my life

I’m from west side, 60, shit, I might got killed

I don’t know a nigga like myself
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Look, I got everythin’ I said I was gon’ get on my kid
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Damn right, I like the life I built
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Ain’t you get off on whoever hustle, seem to rush
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Money, loyalty and love, in the dream we trust
It look like I’m just gon’ keep on gettin’ rich
All my life, been grindin’ all my life
Las Vegas, strip pop, yeah, you creep them punks
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
Up against the walls, squabble at Fox Hills
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Sacrificed, hustled, paid the price

Look, I’m married to this game, that’s who I made my wife
County jail failed, you can pull my file yourself

Legendary baller, like Mike, like Wilt
Now accordin’ to the way that I’m positioned in this biz
[Verse 2]
If a rap nigga dead, switch cheese and bust
Said I’ll die alone, I told that bitch she prolly right
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Want a slice, I could roll the dice
That’s why, all my life, I been grindin’ all my life
Bar raised, swallow rocks, I’m gettin’ high myself

Phoebe Bridgers – Funeral (Lyric Video)

And I have this dream where I’m screaming underwater
And it’s 4 a.m.
Again
When I’ve bored myself to tears

But then we laugh until it disappears
And we talk until we think we might just kill ourselves
And I’ve been talking to his dad, it makes me so sad
While my friends are waving from the shore
For a kid a year older than me
Again

And that’s just how I feel

And I woke up in my childhood bed
And I don’t need you to tell me what that means
I don’t believe in that stuff any more

Jesus Chris, I’m so blue all the time
Wishing I was someone else, feeling sorry for myself
Always have, and I always will
I’m singing at a funeral tomorrow
Jesus Christ, I’m so blue all the time
And last night I blacked out in my car
I always have and always will

And that’s just how I feel
And I’m doing nothing
When I remembered, someone’s kid is dead
Always have, and I always will
When I think too much about it, I can’t breathe
I always have and always will
I have a friend I call

Quavo – Stars In The Ceiling

Keys like Scott Storch, but I like to dish ’em
This that dope, buying all the dranks’ at the store (drink)
[Bridge]
Ridin’ round itchin’ (skrt)
[Verse 1]
I wil…(Do what?)
Running all these packs through the city (runnin’ wush)
When I pull up (huh)
I got the bags, which one you wanna buy? (buy)
Criminal pack my niggas got that sentence
When you get them pies, just please drive slow
Beatin up the pot sajamo
I’m so geeked up, I can’t feel my four
I can’t tell my business cause you snitchin’ (nooo)
I got more water than a boat
Told that fuck nigga’ mind they business (hold on, yea)
I’m not arguing with no bitches, I ain’t in it, nah (bitch)
Yea, my palms itchin’ (cash)
Running all these packs through the city (runnin’ wush)
[Hook]
Zaytoven
When I wake up, stars in my ceilings
Don’t come to the trap unannounced, pull up with the whistle
Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)
It’s sad to say these niggas controlled by the system (haha)
When you get them pies, you can’t go out like no hoe
I’m from a place where my wings gon’ fly
I am…(You what?)
When I wake up, stars in my ceilings
Real grown ain’t fucking with no children (grown man)
Think I’m from New York, I got pigeons (brrrrr)
I am the huncho boss
I’m fucking that bitch by the mouth, no you shouldn’t kiss her
They pullin’ up right at yo’ house
Ridin’ round itchin’ (skrt)
I can’t tell my business cause you snitchin’ (nooo)

I put ’em in yo’ tongue yea, I put you on the road yea (yea)

50K, Momma at the dentist (Momma)
[Hook]
I’m not arguing with no bitches, I ain’t in it, nah (bitch)
Runnin’ the point like I’m Fisher, shoot with the missile (skrt, skrt)

She only want the drugs for her nose
Walkin with that torch, I got decisions (flash)
Puttin rich niggas’ outta business (talk to ’em)
Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)
[Intro]

Yea my palms itchin’, (cash)
Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)
So you shouldn’t diss ’em (brrt)
When you get them pies off, you ball like cantaloupe
Real grown, ain’t fucking with no children (grown man)
When you got them pies, you can’t let nobody know
Take one, take one off
When I pull up (huh)

Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)

Radiohead – Lift

We’ve been trying to reach you, Thom
The fish are belly up
Empty all your pockets

Sit down, you’re safe now
This is the place
It won’t hurt ever again
Remember me?
At the bottom of the ocean
This is the place

The smell of air conditioning

Let it go
I’m the face you always see
In the belly of a whale
Of the rest of your days
This is the place
Empty all your pockets
The fish are belly up
You’ve been stuck in a lift
Because it’s time to come home

The fish are belly up
You’ve been stuck in a lift
Because it’s time to come home
Today is the first day
So lighten up, squirt
The smell of air conditioning
The smell of air conditioning

Shotta Spence – Word Of Mouth

Pull up on that pussyclaat, put his face to the curb and stomp
When I get them Rollies believe I’m freezin’ them
I’ll never flee never flee
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
If they get money witcha, if they don’t chief swishers

Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
Take no talk from no boy
I’m praying to God but my actions ain’t so Christian
And they would rather take a sentence ‘fore they start snitching
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
You take a pull you gon’ go, that’s some gasoline
I might OD, might OD off this mighty weed
Where you at, give me your longitude and latitude
Stomach is growling, it sound like a hoopty engine
That shit tied my gut in knots
Von Vuai
2008 Bape and APC denim
Watch out
You know that your boys witcha, if they gon’ bleed witcha
Lord lord lord, save some room for me
Call out fake hustlers, call ’em out
Stirring the pot up ’til my wrist bone get to clicking
Shotta Spence
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
[Verse 2]
How do I know where you live, hmm, word of mouth
I’m a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Reason why I wrote this song, reason why I’m stunting on ’em
Put your guard up, ain’t no time to talk it out

Gucci Timberlands, I slip my feet in them
This a fucking coupe, ain’t no room for you
Ball out little homie, ball it out
You want surf and turf, I’m too cheap, you get Mickey D’s
Gimme the throat, I don’t need no lip service from bitches
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I’m getting
Everywhere I step I’m stepping with precision
Work it work it ooh, pulling up on you
[Intro]
Life is short and then you’re gone, so I keep my money long
Know I did some people wrong but that’s how it had to be
And they not team switching, whenever the plot thickens
Wanna know who done got my homie shot
I told the bitch stop using your teeth, that’s cannibalistic
I’m a warrior, got some shooters on my team
I’ll never live on my knees, I’m dying on my feet
[Verse 1]

Tiron & Ayomari – It’s A Trip

And I
So if she’s a 10 then she can hop in my whip
In between prima donna and the King of Diamonds
Namasté, namastā
Too hot for some pants, denim
More than her hair, makeup and shoes making me move
Me amore gone for the weekend
This goes out to the head nod that you get when the bass boomin’
Got 10’s, 12’s even got 20’s for the sub, get ya movin

And I
Need some more fees for homies
I know it’s getting late but you can’t keep blowing up the phone like this
[TIRON]
Know they gon pull up in them shorts totally (oralé)
Fucked around, blew a speaker but it’s okay
I’m addicted
Regulars cool, poppin is cute
The girl just wanna have fun (uh)
Thats too bad
I know its getting late but you can’t keep blowing up the phone like this
When you pull up she get mad
Summer time sipping, got drank for you
I can’t get enough
[AYOMARI]
She’ll hit you when she done

No ring, but do got a thang for you
She don’t wanna hear what you got playing in your whip
Who got the trees that I need?
Goddess is key
Who got the keys to my weed?
She don’t wanna hear what you got playing in your whip
I know its getting late but you can’t keep blowing up the phone like this
Kinda feen for you
If it don’t hurt (ow!)
Like, 3-6-5 I’m addicted
It’s more than her booty and boobs, body is beautiful tho
It it ain’t this, then it won’t work
It’s more than her aura, she’s sort of my fuse
Thats too bad
I know it’s getting late but you can’t keep blowing up the phone like this

Got 10’s, 12’s even got 20’s for the sub, get ya movin
If it don’t hit then it ain’t shit
Cause the girl just wanna have fun
She ain’t common but listen to Common
More than my woman, she’s sort of my muse
And if she bringing a friend, then ima ask if she thick
[CHORUS]
When you pull up she get mad
Couple cute girls on the way
Sun came out this morning, not a care in the air today

Imma never get tired, I’m addicted
It’s a trip
It’s a trip
[CHORUS]
She’s more than rare

Jodeci freek n you
Told her bring some friends wit em
And we gon party till sun up, she down for all the above
BBQ cueing by the food, food
Beep beep
Not in her league
Tipsy and turning up
This goes out to the head nod that you get when the bass boomin’