Daily Archives: September 22, 2017

Nickelback – After The Rain (Lyric Video)

Choose your friends, carefree and kindly
Always take a toll on the conscience

A ticket to life as the mother once told me
Are gonna have to come after the rain
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train
Everybody says that life takes patience
Avoid the taste of wanting and wasteful
Take your time rather than hurry

Always be there to lend a comforting shoulder
The blue skies we wait on
Rain, yeah
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train

Gonna have to come after the rain (rain)
But nobody wants to wait
But nobody wants to be saved
Envy and greed will only lead to frustration
But nobody wants to wait
All of your life has been rambling, scurrying
But nobody wants to wait
Stick with your pride and you’re gonna be lonely
Old mistakes committed upon us
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train
Spend your days happy and grateful
Never forget to remember forgiveness
Gonna have to come after the rain
Everybody says we need salvation

The blue skies we wait on
Everybody says we need salvation
Never too late to write the rest of your story
Choose your words, careful and wisely
Life’s no race, it’s a companion
One will be there to share a day when you’re older (a day when you’re older)
Remember to breathe or else you’re gonna be sorry
Everybody says that life takes patience
Gonna have to come after the rain (rain, yeah)
Every good thing will come in moderation
But nobody wants to be saved
Everybody says we need salvation
Always face with reckless abandonment
Are gonna have to come after the rain
Every regret is a gift that you live with
Rain
But nobody wants to be saved
Are gonna have to come after the rain

Everybody says that life takes patience
The blue skies we wait on

Njomza – Sad For You

When all a sudden it’s faster?
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me
I’m sad for you
Didn’t mean to break your heart, but didn’t wanna lead you on

[Pre-Chorus]
And you can’t take it
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
We don’t even fight
I offered you my home
This ain’t love no more, we don’t fuck no more
Baby you
And all night you waiting up for me, it’s too much for me

But you’re bad for me
[Chorus]
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me
I let you break down all my walls

Every once in a while, I try but I get it wrong
None of the other girls before had tried to make it work all for you
I’m sad for you
But what happened was my life changed paces
I’m sad for you

[Verse 1]
[Pre-Chorus]
But you’re bad for me
But you’re bad for me
[Verse 2]
And all night you waiting up for me, it’s too much for me
You [?] show me
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
[Chorus]
All a sudden, it’s faster
You [?]
I could lie
You’re the only
We don’t even fight
With your wondering eyes all over my body
Not everybody in this world is out to see your worst, you believe
[Bridge]
But you’re bad for me
I’m sad for you
Only one I need
I’m sad for you
Keep saying we should go backwards

If we could only get it right, I could finally fall in love
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
[Chorus]
I’m sad for you
I could say you never saw me
You listen when it feels like the sky is falling down on me
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you

This ain’t love no more, we don’t fuck no more
What happens when my life change paces?
Thought you knew what you got yourself into
Keep saying we should go backwards
And you can’t take it?
I’m sad for you

Miguel – Come Through And Chill (On The Late Show) (Live)

I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
Don’t make me wait, no, don’t you, no, no
I’m talking late-night for you
I’m playing, baby; I’m saying, baby
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just like you will, will, will
I wanna f… all night
Just as I recall, that ass is still amazing
Just say you will, will, will [I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)] all night (say it); I wanna f…
Just say you will, will, will
[Chorus]
Just like you will, will, will [I wanna f… all night (say it); I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)]
Hello, stranger
I wanna f… all night (say it)
Let me lay a great time on you
So go ahead and pour the drink up
[Verse 1]
Come through and chill, chill, chill (na-na-na, I’m sayin’)
Cause I got the plug, I made the coffer green

Vape’s been waiting
Just like you will, will, will
And I won’t let cumulus clouds all in the sky ruin my vibe
Put your sweats on, put your sweats on for me
Due to unusual rain and thunder
Let me lay a great time on you
Trust
Come through and chill, chill, chill

[Outro]
all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)] all night (say it); I wanna f… Come through and chill, chill, chill [I wanna f…
[Chorus]
Come through and chill, chill, chill
[Post-Chorus]
It’s been a minute since we last kicked it
By the way, I just got in town
But since we’re coolin’, is it an option
Usually, I don’t do this often
Come through and chill, chill, chill
I’m talking late-night for you
[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I wanna f… all night (say it)

Come through and chill, chill, chill
Baby, I wonder; baby, I wonder, would you just

[Chorus]
Don’t hesitate, no, don’t you
all night (uh-huh, uh-huh) I wanna f…
Just say you will, will, will

Lovin’ shit, you know I’m crazy
I wanna f… all night (say it)
I wanna f… all night

I’m so glad we got to link up
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Get to taking that off, taking that off for me
[Intro]
Just say you will, will, will
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause I got the plug, I made the coffer green
all night (say it) I wanna f…
Hello, stranger

Just like you will, will, will

Jay Critch – Still Sippin (feat. Rich The Kid)

Shits might last me a week
I’ve been balling lil nigga don’t reach
Woke up in the Jag with a freak
Don’t touch my cup bitch
That’s your wifey why she wanna come with us
I pour a 8 I’m sleeping
Fell asleep I was whipping the V
Then we go hit the stain like bleach
Matter fact go make that a double cup
Like a farmer I gather the green
This drank got me deep in my dreams
Need more seals quick
I keep sippin and sippin
Y’all drinking that garbage ass quality
I pour a 4 I’m leaning
Let her sip on my cup and she fell in love
Double cup, I got the clean know Imma pour it up
Slowed up, momma said put that drink shit up
Pour out the pint it’s bleeding
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Fuck the wave we done started a beach
Name a young nigga harder than me
I might pull up the rari
Why they talking ain’t making no cheese
I’m snoring got lean and some reefer
No I don’t wanna meet her She broke?
But I’m in love with my cup
Went and got me two bitches I doubled up
Your opinion don’t matter to me
Who got the drank? I need it
She hate when I’m sipping she know I don’t give a fuck
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
(Yo pass that cup, hey)
But I just spent a bag on some feets

I’m scoring see you in the bleachers
I can’t spill this, still got a activis
I got a 2 liter on me
A box of the pints in the truck when they call me
Only pour up with my homies
Don’t ask me if you don’t know me
Cup full of red like it bleed
I might put my main bitch in Celine
Who dat GP?
She be sucking me up she a leech
She keep calling I don’t wanna speak
Pull up and I’m making a scene
Sippin that fanta pardon me

KYLE – Pursuit Of Happiness (Kid Cudi Cover)

Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
People told me slow my roll
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know

Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)

Rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow
Know I lived and missed some bullets
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Tell me what you know about dreamin’ (dreamin’)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
Oh man
Tell me what you know about dreams (dreams)

Pat, Zule, where, oh fuck
Pursuit of happiness
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
Why did I drink so much and smoke so much oh
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Yeah, I’m a get it, I’ll be, good
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
Two AM, summer night, I don’t care

Know I lived it to the fullest
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Rolling in the midwest side now
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
Looking ahead no turning back
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
Hand on the wheel
5 A-M cold sweats, waking up to the sky
If I fall if I die
I’m screaming out fuck that
Oh my God
Crush a bit, little bit
Tell me what you know about the night terrors every night

I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good
You don’t really care about the trials of tomorrow,
Ugh
Oh alright
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
Feeling lit, feeling right

If I fall if I die

Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
Driving drunk I’m doing my thang
I’m a do just what I want
I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Oh, room is spinning, room is spinning

Roll it up, take a hit
You ain’t really know bout nothin’ (nothin’)
Tell me what you know about night terrors nothin’
Living my life, getting our dreams

Lecrae – Whatchu Mean (feat. Aha Gazelle)

And haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder (I don’t see you, man)
Always on time, never hesitate
(Whatchu mean?) Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean?
It’s goin’ down, but I can guarantee you, baby, we up
I was always Pippen with the flow
Shake that dust up off my feet before they hit the floor
Cool (go ahead)

I ain’t come her to prove nothin’
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
Whatchu think I’m on? Whatchu mean? Whatchu really want? (Huh?)
No one ever put me on now
[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
I’m picture perfect, I don’t need no Canon like Mariah
Hold on Aha
I’m not the daddy, oh no, no the Devil is liar
Now, whatchu mean? (whatchu mean?) Whatchu mean?
Church Clothes had Don Cannon on me, had No Malice on it
We been out here workin’ summer after summer (we workin’)
Got you on read, you stay in yo’ lane (woo!)
So I’m a father figure to Malik and Anania
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
She wanna know how to pronounce my name, I’m like, "It’s Aha"
The flow’s hot, but I’m ice-cold like I’m on the remake of Cool Runnings

See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Session after session, boy, we did a ton of (did a ton of)
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
At first I couldn’t see, now everybody wanna be us
Goin’ for conversion, extra points on the low
You too busy tryna regulate (yeah, yeah, woo!)
All I know is come up when it’s to the summer

Tryna hit me with your regulations
Tried to hit me with the bad vibes, let ’em know
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu—
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
[Verse 1: Lecrae]
On my Fresh Prince, got me feelin’ like Akeem (like Akeem?)
It ain’t real if I don’t feel it in my spleen (in your spleen?)
You don’t execute, you just hesitate (yeah!)
I’m just tryna talk that real and tryna put my people on
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
A rub-a-dub, you ain’t the cleanest in the club, I’m flier
Years later, doin’ shows now
Haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder
People love to talk the talk, but they don’t really know
I got a stripper friend who told me she believe in Jesus
I’m sad I’m not the one, don’t make me have to play Vegeta

(M.I.B.?) Or maybe Will Smith, all black like M.I.B.
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Focus on the ones I love, yeah, them my folks
Guess it’s safe to say I stay in my lane
I been woke before it was cool and before y’all hit the snooze button
I could never slack up, back up on my dream (on your dream?)
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
[Verse 2: Aha Gazelle]
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
Wanna see me fall, wanna see me gone, know they wrong
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
I got it groovy, then they kick me out the church like "Hiya"
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean
[Pre-Hook 2: Lecrae]
I could never slack up, back up on my dream

[Pre-Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels
[Chorus 2: Aha Gazelle & Lecrae]
Watchin’ how I play, you gon’ miss yo’ game (miss yo’ game)

Yo’ baby momma told me that you not a good supplier
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean
Whatcu mean? Whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Work on top of work, you know we did a ton of
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels (diggin’ tunnels)
I support the greatest, give and go

‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean
You can catch me on the road now
Catch me outside on the field, that’s the goal
2011, put the hammer on ’em

All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Watch the execution, I’ma demonstrate
[Verse 3: Lecrae]
You can hear me (you can hear me?) down the street (down the street?)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
[Chorus 1: Lecrae]

Whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?) Now, whatchu mean?
If they say I’m in Illuminati, keep an eye on ’em
[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
The same things that y’all dream about are the same things that I do in public, no discussion
I’m makin’ movies, I direct, like I control the choir
Took a couple Grammys home now
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between (hold on)
I ain’t braggin’, I ain’t flexin’ in my song
Uh, here we go

Morrissey – Spent The Day In Bed (Lyric Video)

To make you feel small and alone
[Verse 1]
To make you feel that your mind isn’t your own
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
Time, do as I wish
[Verse 2]
Are perfectly legal
But, I spent the day in bed
And no bus, no boss, no rain, no train
When all my dreams
I spent the day in bed
And I recommend that you
Very happy I did, yes

No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
Oh time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
I spent the day in bed
I spent the day in bed
Be good to yourself for once!
And I recommend to all of my friends that they
Pillows like pillars
[Outro]

No bus, no boss, no rain, no train

No highway, freeway, motorway
Stop watching the news!
It’s a consolation
[Verse 3]
Time, do as I wish
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
I love my bed
Oh time, do as I wish

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
No emasculation, no castration
Spent the day in bed

You can please yourself
Being good to yourself
[Chorus]
Do as I wish

To make you feel small and alone
Because the news contrives to frighten you
I spent the day in bed
Oh time, do as I wish
To make you feel that your mind isn’t your own
Time, do as I wish
I am now laid
I’m not my type, but
So, there’s nothing wrong with
Because the news contrives to frighten you
As the workers stay enslaved
Stop watching the news!

In sheets for which I paid
Life ends in death

Rudimental – Sun Comes Up (feat. James Arthur) (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

And I feel my love
And I don’t miss you anymore
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Sun comes up again, my love

I had to sleep through such a cold, cold, cold night to see it
Suddenly the sun comes up
Sun comes up
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
To get a little love back
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
Give a little light
Until the sun goes up
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I wonder, maybe they’d never find me
[Outro]
To get a little love back
I can’t hear words no more
[Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night

Dance through the blisters at night

Give a little light

I can feel my love comin’ back again
We made it to the dawn

It wasn’t easy tryin’ to run with these handcuffs
[Chorus]
Give a little light
Won’t you give it
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
When the sun comes up
Suddenly the sun comes up
[Chorus]
Sunlight cut into your bones, bones, bones, started to heal it
[Verse 2]
To get a little love back
I can feel my love comin’ back again

When the sun comes up
[Pre-Chorus]
Turn your light on me
Give a little, to get a little love
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Though I took so many wrong, wrong, wrong turns to see it, woah
Green flashes hit me right where I’m standing
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I feel my love comin’ up again
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
[Bridge]
To get a little love back
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
But I dance through the blisters at night
Swallowed by the waters around me
Give a little light
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
And I don’t miss you anymore
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
I’ve been waitin’ such a long, long, long time to feel it
To get a little love back
I’m alive, alive
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more
To get a little love back

[Pre-Chorus]
I can feel my love comin’ back again
Suddenly the sun comes up
To get a little love back
[Verse 1]
Give a little light
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
Give a little light

Until the sun comes up
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
Give a little love back
[Pre-Chorus]
Won’t you give it
Until the sun goes up
I can feel my love, I can feel my love

Ty Dolla $ign – Dawsin’s Breek (feat. Jeremih)

Who are y’all? What is this?
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I put that bitch in park, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]

Put my ex-bitch in park
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro
Drop top freak and she flossin’
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah

I put that bitch in park, uh
EarDrummers
I don’t know you hoes Brrr, hello, who’s this?

I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson

She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’

I put that bitch in park, yeah
My bitch just came through, she done, just shut y’all down
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
I put that bitch in park, uh
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I got a brand new boo, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes Brrr, hello, who’s this?
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I put that bitch in park, uh
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I put that bitch in park, yeah
[Verse 2: Jeremih]
[Intro]
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I put that bitch in park
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, uh
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Your bitch lookin’ like nah
I put that bitch in park, uh
In whose coupe? What are you talkin’ ’bout?
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I put that bitch in park, yeah

I got a brand new boo, yeah
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Mike WiLL Made-It

I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
Hollup, in New York, panties off
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)

Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah

Ty Dolla $ign – Message In A Bottle

Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
Section full of models
‘Bout to get high enough to make my ears pop
My homie got some women at his crib
Gave me a lapdance, I had plans to take down a lick
Lil’ baby on a Xan
[Chorus]

Got ’em blowin’ at me when I pass by

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Passive when it come to cannabis
It’s too strong for that Ziploc
[Verse 1]
Couple homies started throwin’ money
Hoes know I’m the man
Stuck where I sit

It feel like a movie
But I’m too drunk to drive, oh
Go piss outside, too drunk to drive
Section full of models
Typed in my address, it led to some sex, now I’m dressed
Let me get a swallow
I just came to blow a couple bands
Walked in, seen some naked strippers
Any nigga with him
And I’m too drunk to drive, yeah
But something told me to face down my ex
Share your location, girl, I’m tryna pull up
In here with the pistol
Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
[Chorus]
Middle finger to a hater
I just watch you like a babysitter, I’m lit
They like, "You gon’ get us kicked out"
Message in a bottle
Please don’t mind me, girl, that’s just how I get
[Verse 2]
Know I’m finna flourish
It feel like a movie
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
Must have been a message in a bottle
She said, "I got Uber, do you want a ride?"
Message in a bottle

Fillin’ up my cup
Know I’m ’bout that action
Starin’ like she got a glass eye
Poppin’ these Advils and textin’ my ex, thanks to the…
Know I’m ’bout that action
Rollin’ up a strand
Henny in my system
Let me get a swallow
But I’m blowin’ like a curtain
Drankin’ water, tryna save my liver
Fillin’ up my cup
Seen the huge stones in my wrist watch

Khalid – Perfect

No, no
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
[Verse 3]
My friends say that I’m changin’, changin’ like the weather
I’ve been on my own for a long time, I’m feelin’ kinda lonely
But at least I’ll never be… perfect
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
Cryin’ out for help, in search of someone near me
Ready?

I can’t get this thing to stop squeaking
Alright
I went for a walk last night, I swear it was for hours
[Chorus]
Nothing’s fun when I’m the only one out here who knows me

And I see a growin’ boy whenever I look in the mirror
I know I’ll never be… perfect

Ready
Laughs

Something’s stopping me from becoming a better person

[Intro]
Man, I’m thinking out loud, where I know someone will hear me
I’m not used to workin’, a wish is never certain
Mom says I look sick, pop says keep my head up
[Chorus]
I could try to pace myself, but I don’t think that it’s worth it
I’m not used to workin’, a wish is never certain
What’s the point in workin’, if a wish is never certain?
Happiness is far from reachin’ inside of my power
What’s the point in workin’, if a wish is never certain?
1, 2, 3, 4
Told me pain is temporary and my vision’s comin’ clearer
I know I’ll never be… perfect
Ready, Riley?
I know I’ll never be… perfect

Juicy J – Show Time (feat. Xxxtentacion) (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
I took the chopper in half, that’s a sawed-off
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Show out, it’s show time
Show out, it’s show time
I got these ballers, yes I got these ballers

Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)

Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Your bitch at the show, come in my clothes
Bet you I’m right in the paint
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Woah, huh, yuh, ayy, ayy
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
[Chorus: Juicy J & XXXTENTACION]
Rollie, that’s show time
I swerve that bitch like a pothole
Show out, it’s show time
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
I’m up, yeah, bitch, I’m back down
[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
When it’s show time, I show out
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Carnivore, I want the beef, mothafucka
I ain’t ever stuff shit up my nose
That’s your hood? This my town
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Put the word in, get a nigga knocked down
[Chorus: Juicy J & XXXTENTACION]
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Wind it up, forehead in paint
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)

Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Rollie, that’s show time
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
I am original, I’m the original
I put the piece on the beam, mothafucka
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Show out, get knocked out
These fuckboys sick in the brain
I got this shit on lockdown
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
She suck the tip, not the base
Ayy I got a song with OG, rich

It’s show time, no Apollo
That ain’t your bitch, that’s our ho
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)

Yuh, what, I put my dick in her face
Don’t relax, don’t want the beast, mothafucka
My dick touch her lip and that bitch just stutter
[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
Rollie, that’s show time
Got a song with Juicy J, ayy, ayy, ayy
My .44 fillin’ up with hollows
Show out, it’s show time
Show out, it’s show time
Show out, it’s show time
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Ayy, ho
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time
Let ’em in, fuck ’em all, kick ’em all out
Haha! Uh
Show out, it’s show time
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
She suck the tip, not the base
I’m not a prototype, I’m not a prototype
Ayy, uh, uh
Me and Big Trees hold that block down
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Borrow that ho, give her back tomorrow
Me and Paul stuff hoes in the Tahoe
Show out, it’s show time
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)

Juicy J – Bitch From The Gram (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram (be careful)
[Outro: Juicy J]
That’s the bitch from the gram (it’s that bitch)
Bitches in the kitchen gettin’ fucked up (fucked up!)
Her friend was a nine and we tussled that bitch
That’s the bitch from the gram (yeah)
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Ratchet house party with the lights off
We gon’ send them back full of nut (fill that bitch up!)
She poppin’, she smokin’, she suckin’ a dick

You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn
That’s the bitch from the gram (yes huh)
That’s the bitch from the gram

She DM my nigga, we taggin’ that bitch
That’s the bitch from the gram (I told you mane)
You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn
You better keep the lights off
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts
That’s the bitch from the gram
Fuck every nigga who ain’t in it with us (fuck ’em!)
That’s the bitch from the gram (know you know her)
That’s the bitch from the gram (prolly fucked her)
I’m wit my niggas, we want all the bitches (all the bitches!)
That’s the bitch from the gram
[Intro: Lord Infamous]
I turned against God and everything that I cared for most
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
Got my dick standin’ tall like a mailbox
I can smell her pussy all night, dawg
That’s the bitch from the gram (she freaky mane)
That’s the bitch from the gram
She owe me from Instagram, liking her pics
All the hoes fuckin’ in here, all the hoes fuckin’ they friends
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts

She sucking on a bottle of Ciroc, don’t stop
Kissing on each other, bitch I wanna fuck (wanna fuck!)
You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn
I turned against God and everything that I cared for most
All the hoes comin’ home with us

Juicy J – That Aint You (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Fuck nigga don’t try me
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

Money look good on me don’t it?
[Hook: Juicy J]
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
[Interlude: Juicy J]
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
There’s certain niggas I don’t fuck wit
Mind on my money, give a fuck about a hoe
Never let another motherfucker count your money
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Oh well, landing on my car
I can’t give a fuck about the realest nigga
[Hook: Juicy J]
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
20 years in the game, still makin mills
There’s certain niggas I won’t fuck with

Get the fuck from me
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Fight night, yo life, outline
Be makin’ me sick
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Real niggas respect real niggas
Money like mine, only come, never go
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
(When you finna fall off?) Never though
Logic the realest, I don’t give a fuck if you hate this or feel this
Seems every nigga wants me to fall
Nigga wonder why
Actin like you bout it undercover wit it
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Motherfuckers wanna gas like a green light
They get your ass killed for that new car
I ain’t fuckin’ wit it if it don’t seem right
[Verse 2: Logic]
Twenty million later and I’m still waiting
Like you got it for low, like you got it like woah
Stay up out my business I’ve been with this
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
You gotta be about your money
Good riddance, my fingers itchy
Can I get a witness fuck around and end up on they hit list?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Nigga wonder why?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you niggas
Money look good on me don’t it?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I thought everybody liked it
I’m too busy countin up until I see a hundred milly
Forgiato wheel let’s keep it real
Only time I be about it is if the cream right
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
These niggas bitches got my name in they mouth like Botox
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

This life is the only I know
Ain’t no wonder why they never really bout it right
Bring that shit back like we’ve been there before
[Verse 1 : Juicy J]
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Money look good on me don’t it?
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Niggas they hate, never met a nigga who was motivated
[Hook: Juicy J]
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Thirsty ass niggas on the internet keep me off your timeline
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did

Like where I been
Like you, you, you, him, and that nigga
There’s certains niggas I won’t fuck with
Sitting on my throne getting bent like a crowbar
If they don’t fuck with you without your money

Handle my business, I’m in this, I’m ready, I’m steady
To waste all my goddamn floss
Like where I been
Gotta watch your homies can’t trust them all
Let me demonstrate a do-do-do-do-do, a hundred rounds
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
We used to be homies
We used to be homies
Fuck about another man talk about another man money
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin’ wit it
As long as you feelin’ this dick
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t kick it with no niggas I ain’t beefing with no niggas
Oh, I ain’t fuckin’ with it though
Like where I been
Six niggas from the mud still fly on you niggas
Nigga wonder why
There’s certains niggas I won’t fuck with
Till that shit pop off and they out of sight
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Cause I go hard, and I ain’t got time anymore
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Fifty niggas waiting at your door-step
I don’t fuck with y’all niggas
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Getting a blowjob in an old-school Lamborghini Countach
Nigga wonder why
Frontin’ in front of my eyes that shit
The niggas in your circle is not your homies
There’s certain niggas I don’t fuck wit
I’m just tryna get my pocket on Oprah
Meanwhile I’ve been on my own shit
I been workin’ like a fiend, nah mean right?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
We used to be homies
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did
Or end up in a situation you ain’t gettin out of
Niggas be too fake man
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

Juicy J – Freaky (feat. A$Ap Rocky & Suicideboys) (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Do, do them freaky thangs
Shut the fuck up
Black, Asian, Persian, even white girls
In the drought
All my partners dipped in gold, hit my little bottom bitch
That’s going to the grave
I put the d in tail
I get it cheap for real
Ask her how the tires fuckin’ taste, yeah, that’s the start, lil bitch
Fuck that conversation
Aye
That’s a lot of snow (cocaine)
[Intro]
Just get nasty for a nigga
Then I won’t need you girl
Six-four knocking, all these hoes like Death Row ’94
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Do, do them freaky thangs

Can’t fuck in Tennessee
Down on the floor
From the south
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Suck it with the skin, where you fuck the whole team
It’s still fuck a hoe, she think my dick some sort of parlour trick
Do them freaky thangs
Cut-throat, rocket play dead, Uncle Juicemane
Shut the fuck up
Down on the floor
Aye
My speed won’t leave a trail
Do them freaky thangs
Do them freaky thangs
Slob on my knob, lil bitch, do your job
Hop in my vehicle
I’m grabbin’ ass and titties (always)
You ain’t tryna pop it, hoe

Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Skinny savage pimp with a mink coat, walking with a limp
[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Then I won’t see you girl
Fix your weave and nails
200 miles, cuz’ if I see the twelve
Make them niggas compensate ya’
Bitches love to bust it open
You thought that she was hard to get
She got weed for sale
Let’s go
Damn Davis
Pink codeine and syrup
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Y’all know what it is

Do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Cuz if I, if I, if I see the jail
Ruby got the big body Benz, ain’t no parking it
Rob you out your pockets, whistle up the code
Down on the floor
I’m leaving King Of Diamonds

That’s just what you gotta know
I smoke a mild and make them
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Hennything is possible
Lesbo in the closet, still bouncing like hydraulics
Burning out
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
I love a freaky bitch (get naked)
Bet them bitches remember me
Ruby beat the pussy with a bat, yeah, he slaughter it
Come fuck free, for real
Then when she wanted something, yeah, I bought her it
White girls own a lot of blow
[Verse 4: $crim]
Do them freaky thangs
Still fuck a hoe, and that’s going to the grave
[Verse 3: Ruby da Cherry]
But for me it’s still on the house
[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Juicemane, A$AP Rocky, $UICIDEBOY$
Drop that bitch
It’s still run a whore over with the foreign drip
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Then I won’t leave you girl
Without a re, you tell (run your mouth)
Curve a fucking hoe cuz’ she a duck and no, I want no part of it
I got a lot to blow

I push the V6-12, I put the V in 12
She wants them kids inside her pussy, but there ain’t no parking it, ah
Do them freaky thangs
Do them freaky thangs
All them bitches leaving with me
Play me some of that $uicide Pimpin’
Ruby da, Ruby da, Ruby da
If you, if you, if you give me threesome shit
Don’t stop, pop that pussy
There it go, real niggas know
Pop a bean and drink that Hennessy
I’m in Magic City
If I, if I, if I meet your friend
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Do them freaky thangs
Don’t turn around
Bitch, I’m filthy rich
You gotta go, if you shy to ride a stripper pole
Out the house
Cause down south girls love to
(Down on the floor)
Down on the floor

Down on the floor
Bitch, you know I like that freaky shit
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Bitch, you know you gotta go
She got lean for sale
Cuttin’ up like back in fucking class, but I’m smarter, bitch
Make that money, baby (get money)
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor
I was [?] on that margarette
[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs