Daily Archives: February 11, 2018

Ne-Yo – Good Man (Lyric Video)

That’s all I want to be, baby
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
[Chorus]
I wanna be chillin with Obama talkin’ business and see you callin’ and tell him, "Hold up I gotta take this"
Tell ’em I’m a spoken for a fellow
And baby I ain’t nowhere perfect
Ladies say, "Hello" like I’m who they want to be with
That’s all I want to be, oh

Let the world wait
That’s all I want babe, baby
That’s all I want to be, babe
But I promise to promise to make it all worth it
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want babe, ay

So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
Say that wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want babe
I do everything with my left, I know you’ll see it trifiling
So I just wanna pick the phone up
That’s all I want to be, baby
All I want to be, oh
[Chorus]
Don’t be mad, I’ll take out some hatin’, hatin’
No, I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
[Intro]
Taking my time when you’re talkin’
That’s all I want to be
Giving you the things to be the man you deserved it
But it isn’t my plan
That’s all I want to be
Be in the [?] run up on you, and my name up in the mountain
That’s all I want to be, baby
Oh-oh-oh-oh
But we gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
You know we got that real thing, real thing
[Outro]
Girl from the day I put the ring up on your hands
I had a plan and the plan is to be a good man, good man yo you, girl

[Chorus]
And from the friends and fans
Make you show you’re smiling, way more than your hurting
When you round, when you not around
[Verse 2]
I respect you and I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
That’s all I want to be, babe
Never gonna leave the parts I’m gon’ offset true
Wanna wear it like the middle
That’s all I want to be, baby
Never doin’ things I don’t know bit it’s doin’
Tell the truth, tell the whole damn truth
That’s all I want to be, baby
Making love after every fight

I wanna be a good man to you baby
[Vesre 1]
Every single time you call

That’s all I want to be
Tell ’em you could be gone with all that
That’s all I want to be, baby

Then no matter where I’m in
Cause you know what we got is beyond all that
Remindin’ how bad you are
Hey DJ
I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want to be, baby

I’m making sure you can trust me be in the shadow of a doubt
Often keep ’em leg shakin’ making sure you understand
That’s all I want to be, baby

Skyzoo – Baker’s Dozen (feat. Raheem Devaughn)

Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
[Verse 3]
Disappear couple days out the month, Heckler runs,
Let it run like rumors or the bags running to us,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
And how it turns into better bitches with better lace fronts,
[Verse 2]

Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
I’m Luke Caging but more related to Cottonmouth,
My man identical with how his work builds,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Word to the glamor and word to the influence,
All of my chains weigh enough for me to celebrate it,
[Pre Chorus]
Counting up like live or die, live it and love it,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell
Brown paper bags for us all baby, touché,
Regardless of who move up the block, the block’s shaking,
You moved in when they promised you that the block’s vacant,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,

Swear to God that as long as it jumps nothing will change,
And came back to park it in front of us and let us chase it,

Caught 100 large overnight like I work crills,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
The stick stuck in the side door, the grip stupid,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
[Pre Chorus]
Proud of it, 100 miles running, the whip moving,
And the irony of dotting the beam on whatever matters,
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Or leave it and be all you despise until you done with, do believe it
And the same superheroes agree that they take blame,
[Chorus]
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,

Right back outside, the way they want it,
And how the 14th can feel like the first still,
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
Same way 9 won’t cut it like "find yo’ budget”,
Right back outside, the way they want it,

On line for the pie, baby who cutting?

Black lives in black 5s, the frame boxing out,
Same way as you ever thought, sweeter than Kool-Aid,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Right back outside, the way they want it,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
[Chorus]
Said to praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Took it right back outside, the way they want it,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,

[Verse 1]
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell
And we related to whoever made it
They had it how we wanted to have it and get into it,
900,000 away from a first mil,
Heard em when they was saying to never leave until the plate done,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Call it even, we got Richie, you got Reagan, do believe it
And may he look at me and my Gz one in the same,
Influenced by whatever becomes, whatever’s done
You be looking over past but tradition run the truest, do believe it
Same money spent on the same trucks and the same chains,
One time for the love of the lead and the way it had us,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Came back talking in numbers over better wagers,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
[Pre Chorus]
Right back outside, the way they want it,
Catch us on line for the pie, baby who cutting?,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,

Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
I mean you either out or you on it, got it or want it,
New month coming tomorrow, you got patience?,
[Chorus]
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,

Big K.R.I.T. – Big Bank (feat. T.I.)

My daughter can’t sleep in excuses
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Big bank
Big bank, currency, and revenue
I’m doing my thing and I did it to death
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka

That’s why I’m out here getting to it
Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the stage
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine

Flipping the script on the hoes
The club can chirp ‘fore the clip hit the pole
I wake up, cake up, cake up, then press, rewind
Earthlings and aliens, gather around, come close
Got seven kids, and I gotta make sure
Nigga, I’m saying, mm
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Players out’chea on game
I make it where these mothafuckas feel that there
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Then I go straight to get paid
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
‘Til the fucking lot was super throwed
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
We ain’t talking about flights
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Can’t be no excuses, my children can’t eat no excuses
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
That we can put out the flame
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Pimpin’ so cold on the hoes on the two below
Forgiato, the women, and tires squeaking
If you ain’t producing, you’re useless
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
My bitch don’t be cleaning up, I need a maid
Yeah they see me but they still watching
Is all I’m ever I worried about
Ain’t giving me nothin’, I get it myself
Yeah they see me but they still watching
When the rims too big and the road ain’t shit
Sleep when I’m dead, I’ma grind every day that I can
All of ’em them fed, by any means
And do a split, cause we bought wings
Woof! You hear that there
Ain’t tripped up, never hiccup from the drank
Who got the number to the nearest burger diner?
Big bank
Going subbing is a way of life

Ride on, sub on
Paper dip but never show
Pretty young thang in a new condo
And all I care about is how to get it, no doubt
[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
It make it hard to steer that there
But it’s big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, one time
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Millions, need me a couple hundo
Shine up the grill in these glows
Big mansion with a double front do’
While I tell you the story of fine ass Denise
Getting to it, all a nigga ever do
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Caddy on high, my paint never dry
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Stacking them chips, getting that dough
Stay getting to it that broke shit ain’t in my plan, yeah

[Outro: Mannie Fresh]
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Of the blue hand of the roof of the coupe
Flexed out, never stressed out over chains

Yeah they see me but they still watching
What the fuck you in a hurry ’bout?
All I got is bands man, who got the change?
Hugged up with yo’ baby mama or your wife
Where niggas will never get by
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Hitting hard like a disrespectful step-daddy
Hunnid’ I earned, fifty I saved
I was one deep, creepin’
My son he see me with no paper like keep your excuses
Talking lemon pepper vodka with the ice
And slow money beat no money
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
The thunder god coming up the block
Big numbers in front of my decimal, check it
Than mo’ gon’ make in they in life
And the 4 15s in a Caprice
Spent more on Js than the steak and the shrimp
Make sure it’s multiplying
She don’t be cooking so I need a chef
[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Pick up where I left off on the dank
Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain
Pray to God I could stay rich and stay humble
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine

James Bay – Wild Love (Lyric Video)

The kind that never slows down
I wanna give you wild love
[Verse 2]
I wanna give you wild love
I wanna give you wild love
From a runway in Tokyo
Wild love
But I wanna give you wild love

Let our hearts be the only sound
I wanna take you high up
Running out until we’re breathless
And stay caught up in the moment
I wanna take you high up
We don’t have to think it through
[Chorus]
The kind that never slows down
We’ve got to let go
Let’s be reckless, unaffected
[Verse 1]
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
(I wanna give you wild love)
The kind that never slows down
I wanna give you wild love
Let our hearts be the only sound
There’s always something left to loose
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
But I wanna give you wild love

(I wanna give you wild love)
Let’s leave the atmosphere, disappear
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
Give you wild love
[Chorus]
Standing right in front of you

I wanna take you high up
[Outro]
Tried to call you, to feel you close
Let’s be hopeful, don’t get broken
I wanna give you wild love

[Chorus]
Don’t know how to play it cool
Don’t know what to say to you now
Wild love

Let our hearts be the only sound
[Bridge]
Don’t know how to fade in and out
Wild love
I wanna give you wild love
Losing a little guard, let it down

MADEINTYO – Depends

Came up on some top, it depends
[Hook]
Ugh, throw the racks on her, like she a dancer
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Can I whip the lamb it depends
I need that back end
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Y’all niggas mad huh?
Two face
I run the fucking youth
Came up on some top, it depends
[Hook]
Double up dividends
Louis or the Gucci it depends
[Verse 2]
Yeah, ooh, it depends
[Verse 1]
Suitcase
Yeah
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Ugh, turn around, beat her down, turn into Goku
Came up on some top, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
They don’t really fucking want it
Yeah, ooh, it depends
[Hook]

Can I whip the lamb it depends
She from Australia, she got an accent
That’s on my gold tooth
Ugh, running them bands up
Yeah, enter the back couch, turn on the pro tools
Can I whip the lamb, it depends

Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Two steps then I win
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Ugh, ass on Luda, bruh, tell her to stand up
Yeah, hang out with Big Sean, that nigga’s so cool

Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Go ‘head, din
Can I whip the lamb, it depends

Hunnid
She make her back bend
Cornbread, skin
She gon’ feel it in her stomach
Blue face
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends
Ugh, power nap, pop a xan, take her to sofu
Louis or the Gucci it depends
Ooh, don’t run up on me, I’ma loose my cool
Oh, she from the southside, sippin’ that Fanta

Kap G – Marvelous Day (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)

Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
[Verse 1: Kap G]

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
You say you a shooter, you ain’t
I’m drinkin’ drank for the pain

They keep sayin’ I’m ahead of the game
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Kap, he pull up in a tank, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
Had to walk out and wait for a chain
Movin’ that bitch like a Brinks
Let her drip in Chanel and Balmain
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Gunna with me, ayy, ayy
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma fuck her and love her with rage
Hundred fifty ’round me dying today
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Pussy boy, why you hatin’?
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
Put me all in my chain like a stain
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)

Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
Free J, no free Gerald
Yeah that, Kap G, my nigga, my mane
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
My new lil bitch, yeah, she Cuban
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
Spent twenty on a chain
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Marvelous day
Lil Uzi gon’ make it rain
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I’m with Gunna and he rollin’
[Intro: Gunna & Kap G]
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)

Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
She on the poll like we voted

I’ma pray, she get better with age
Now she gon’ do what I say
Came a long way (oh)
Hit it once and pull off in a Range

I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
They wanna be in my place
All that Louis apparel (Kap G)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
Crib got unlimited space
Pull out that Wraith
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)

All the way ’til I’m gray
Backyard, it look like vacay
Hear the gun when I walk on the stage
I used to listen to Wayne (Young Money)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
Bitch, I’m Kap G, dinero
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
My auntie like the smell of cocaine
John Wick with that aim
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
I ain’t never been a lame
Uh, all that Gucci apparel (Kap G)
I’ma love her and fuck her with rage
Gunna, he gon’ make it rain, yeah
I ride around with that thing
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
‘Bout to put some more ice on the ring
Gotta keep me a pint and stay sane
See done turned up a whole ‘nother lane
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
Uzi got on Rick Owens
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)
We gon’ chop down your block with the gang
I said Kap we can’t play no more games
[Verse 3: Gunna & Kap G]
I’ma drip all the way to the bank
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Yeah, they ain’t never tell, though
[Verse 2: Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert]
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
You think I ain’t peepin’ your game

Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
All this gas like I growed it
Thought I told you, that some of them lame
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
Hit it once so I don’t know your name
We gon’ count us a check, ease the pain
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
I just see Cannon pull up in that panamera
I used to have to ride a train
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
I know you peepin’ my flavor
Niggas gon’ hate
Got sauce like marinara
Give me that neck, we gon’ link
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
YSL, that be the team

MercyMe – I Can Only Imagine (The Movie Session)

By Your side
[Chorus]
Is forever
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I stand in Your presence
[Chorus]
I can only imagine
Will I dance for You, Jesus
Or in awe of You be still?
When all I will do
I can only imagine
Or in awe of You be still?
When I walk
Or to my knees will I fall?
I can only imagine
Forever worship You
Standing in the Son
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I be able to speak at all?

I can only imagine
What will my heart feel?
And I find myself
When that day comes
I can only imagine
Surrounded by Your glory
[Verse 1]
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
Will I sing hallelujah
[Verse 2]

Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
When Your face
I can only imagine

What it will be like
What my eyes will see
Will I dance for You, Jesus
I can only imagine
Is before me
Will I stand in Your presence

MGMT – Me And Michael

So you think the losing side would never break dividing lines
It’s me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael

[Verse 2]
Solid as they come
[Chorus]
Me and Michael
[Verse 3]

Like all the rest, but they can’t find out
Me and Michael
So you think the burning light will reappear on summer nights
In every scene, it’s me and Michael
Not everyone can be like me and Michael
Imaginary bombs raining down from the clouds
Solid as they come

It’s me and Michael
It’s not a question now
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael
So it seems the danger signs will never let the feelings die
[Chorus]
Solid as they come
[Verse 1]
Me and Michael
Binary star sink like the setting sun
When sanctity wasn’t a thing of doubt

Me and Michael
Solid as they come
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael
When all the best and brightest have gone
The only problem is forgetting which side you’re on
Too happy with ourselves to notice when the change had come
Me and Michael

Rich The Kid – Plug Walk

Bitch, this ain’t no Henny in my cup (lil’ bitch)
I was up trappin’ early in the morning (plug)
And my wrist is on overseas (drip)
I’m a boss, take a loss (I’m a what?)

Why the plug show me love? (Show me love)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
You can’t reach me (what?), space coupe like E.T
I done came up from a dub (huh?)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
Ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
It’s the plug tryna call me (skrrt, skrrt)
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
Stayed down, now the racks up (racks up)
Ayy, ayy, plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
‘Til I ran into the plug (’til I ran into the plug)
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
Fuck 12, I’m a G, ain’t no stoppin’ me (ain’t no stoppin’ me)
[Chorus]

what, what?) I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh?
I done ran into some racks, I done ran into your girl (your girl)
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
Big ol’ Bentley, it’s a spaceship (woah)
Walk up in the house with a rat-a-tat
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
Plug walk, Gucci on my shoe racks (Gucci)
New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)
Plug
Ooh, on the wave like a du-rag (du-rag)
She gon’ let me fuck, ass up (ass up)
Pussy nigga callin’ for his boo back (pussy)
I make money when I talk (when I talk)
‘Til I ran into the mud (to the mud)
what, what?) I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh?

New freak, had to cut my other lil’ bitch off (ooh, ooh, lil’ bitch)

I stuck keys in the Louis V (Louis V)
Plug walk (plug walk, plug, plug)
I could introduce you to the plug (to the plug)
I don’t even understand how the fuck my plug talk (huh? what, what?)
Rich nigga, you can’t talk to me (rich)
[Verse 2]
Pick him up in a space coupe, I don’t let my plug walk (skrrt, pull up in a space coupe)
[Chorus]
50K, you could come and book a nigga for a plug walk
Call me on my phone, I don’t say shit (what?)

Hoodrich Pablo Juan – We Don’t Love ’em (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)

Four door coupe, it got a hatch

Well skeet on her face ’cause she pretty
Dressing like I got a sack
Everybody getting money, nigga
‘Fore I had a pot to piss in
I pull up, jump out the back
‘Cause I got grown money, Wop
[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
Dressing like I got a sack
Bad bitch and her ass fat

Gucci getting richer than richy
She just did her ass and her titties

Had to grind smart to get it
And I need a grown woman
I been had the sauce, I’m drippin’
I pull up, jump out the back
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia

I always stay with assassins
Knew I should’ve never trust you
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
Ho get the wrong number
Foreign car swerving, pothole
The money go where I go
’cause we don’t love ’em So what?

She freaky, she gon’ bust it
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
These niggas was always sus
I ain’t never really trust you
You ain’t real, you a buster
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
I pull up, jump out the back
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
My car just lost the ceiling
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
The money go where I go
On the Xans, I might crash that
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
Smoking on gelato

Catch up, little nigga, I’m mustard
I got the Louis V, Supreme collabing
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
Bitches say Gucci saddity
Might stash your phone number
Teacher gave me an F, that’s fantastic
I didn’t get a dime, a visit
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
I got her from my cousin
Taking all my swag, I feel like your daddy
These niggas start snitching for nothing
I got her from my cousin
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton
You a beggar, I’m a hustler
My pinky a quarter ticket
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
I’m the dealer, you the customer
Expensive glasses like I’m teaching class
I’m always laced with the fashion
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting

Bad bitch, she from Chicago
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Dressing like I got a sack
If come ride it’s tinted
On the Xans, I might crash that
I’m stuntin’ all summer
Guess what, you gon’ get what you want
Bad bitch and her ass fat
I tell her, go’n, like the road runner
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
My girl just lost her feeling
Too fresh to take out the trash
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
On the Xans, I might crash that
Danny your time, I did it
They waitin’ in line to get it
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Ooh, yeah
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
Foreign car swerving, pothole
I got her from my cousin
Limited ‘sclusive edition
Bad bitch and her ass fat
The money go where I go
Don’t test the water chilly
Yeah, Pablo Juan
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
Smoking on gelato
These niggas wanna live by the gun
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
It’s a money set, you know what I’m saying?
Smoking on gelato
I’m stacking all winter

Marshmello & Anne-Marie – Friends

[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Want me to spell it out for you? (to spell it out for you?)
Haven’t we been here before?
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
[Outro: Anne-Marie]
[Refrain: Anne-Marie]
Ahhh-oh, ahhh-oh, ahh-oh
Haven’t I made it clear? (I made it very clear)
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh

(I made it very obvious) Haven’t I made it obvious?

Only gonna push me away, that’s it!
(yeah) Want me to spell it out for you?

Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
Want me to spell it out for you?
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S

Haven’t I made it obvious?
Haven’t I made it clear?
Haven’t I made it obvious?
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
So don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite
[Verse 2: Anne-Marie]
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Don’t go look at me with that look in your eye
You say you love me, I say you crazy
F-R-I-EN-D-S
That’s how you f***** spell "friends"

Here we go again
We’re nothing more than friends
[Pre-Chorus: Anne-Marie]
Want me to spell it out for you?
Haven’t I made it obvious? (Have I not made it obvious?)
You really ain’t going nowhere without a fight
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times

Haven’t I made it clear? (Haven’t I?)

Here we go again
(I made it very clear) Haven’t I made it clear?
Only gonna push me away, that’s it
It’s two in the morning, the rain is pouring
Oooh-oh, Oooh-woh
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Haven’t I made it clear? (Haven’t I made it clear?)
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]

Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
Don’t mess it up, talking that shit
(Haven’t I made it?) Haven’t I made it obvious?
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
You really ain’t going away without a fight
You can’t be reasoned with, I’m done being polite

[Verse 1: Anne-Marie]
When you say you love me, that make me crazy
[Bridge: Anne-Marie]
[Intro: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
Have you got no shame? You looking insane

Want me to spell it out for you?
Have you got no shame? You looking insane
Ohhh-oh, ohhh-oh, ohhh,oh
Haven’t I made it clear?
Haven’t I made it obvious?

You really ain’t going away without a fight

F-R-I-EN-D-S
Get that shit inside your head

You’re not my lover, more like a brother
We’re just friends
F-R-I-EN-D-S
I’ve told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times
[Chorus: Anne-Marie]
F-R-I-EN-D-S
F-R-I-EN-D-S (I said F-R-I-EN-D-S)
I known you since we were like ten, yeah
Want me to spell it out for you?
Turning up at my door
No, no, yeah, uh, ahh

MF Doom & Czarface – Nautical Depth

There’s nothing staged over here
Spit it from the heart, this game’s for keeps
Told him "Man up, or keep the pussy like a scooter"
Man they pop holograms, call em’ virtual thugs
[Verse 2: MF DOOM]

Flow like DiCaprio, the wolf of all beat
Ruler said the word, *Whack*, Abe Lincoln
No friendly warfare, this ain’t wrestlin’
Spit his shitty sixteen and get his self locked up, up
Yo, yo, what’s good?
Drinkin’, could’ve got smacked for what he thinkin’
More money on the mind, got numbers to crunch
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Like Czar Face, bustin’ in through your window
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
I’m sinister, hear the strings on the Czar guitar
Sick with it Doc’ Strange in the Arkham yard
You’re trippin’ Mescaline
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
As long as Czar Face wins, we’ll be more to talk about
Search for the plug, I heard you was love
Vil put it in her back like a epidural
Than said nuttin’ and didn’t pass the Buddha
Than Beyonce’s twins (you dig it?)
We go dumber than Trump
Boss to the cross-fader, Lord Vader to a Kylo Ren
Vil still spend stacks off crack, stay crinklin’
Game lieutenant hit a boy, said he wasn’t shooter
His story had a moral, he’s buried in the soil
What do you know, police shows up?
Just waking up for the day, I’mall lunch
Bones broke, no hope for your kinfolk
The street’s deep like leviathan

This game’s built to get got while blinkin’
I portray my own self, perform my own stunts
I’m fire in the summertime, cookin with more heat

Young Scooter – Trippple Cross (feat. Future & Young Thug)

Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
Walkin’ in Fendi, no pretendin’, gotta have a lot of baguettes
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
15 bitches just came from England, sittin’ on a Global Express
[Chorus: Young Thug]
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Street!

Bitch, don’t worry ’bout that How many bricks in the trunk?
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
[Verse 2: Future]
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
Drop top, wintertime, we can’t turn down, 25 karats on my chest
Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
My lil’ bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
14 keys on my desk, lookin’ like an Olympic
Walk out the door with it and you’ll never get your money back
Tellin’ on niggas just to get their time cut

In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won’t make a sound

Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I’ll give you 25 racks
Trap money comin’ in, thousand bags of gas

Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up
If anything missin’, just connect the dots
Street Lottery, they waitin’ on my album to drop
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it
Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don’t check no price
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
[Intro: Young Thug]
Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
God blessed me with these millions so I’ma keep ’em around
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
I got a compartment in that Why you in that old ass Acura?

Fuckin’ with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight
Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop

Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash

I’m not in the industry, I’m in the streets with bricks
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite

King Combs – Love You Better (feat. Chris Brown)

I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)

[Verse 1: King Combs & Chris Brown]
Coulda gave you my last name, you want some other shit
I’m in the coupes and things
On a yacht, playin’ our favorite album
[Verse 3: King combs & Chris Brown]
Out of star island
And you the only one that catch my eye
At the time, I was booking your flights
Girl it’s about that time
You’re the only one I need
Sayin’ "you’re not home, nigga leave me alone" (woo)
Love my songs, everyone I play, it’s on my mind all day
Know I need you by my side, can’t lose that (oh)
When the people doubted
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
But you still wanna test the waters
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Same time wanting you back, I’m a sucker then (oh baby)
‘Cause I just need you in my life ( I just need, I just need)
My love is true fool without you girl to be crucial (yeah, yeah)
I messed up but I feel the same
Ooh, baby, tell me, baby, tell me

‘Cause when we together we be wildin’
What’s wrong, girl? Pick up the phone
Getting faded, baby, come my way

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Can nobody make me feel the way you’re makin’ me feel, no no

Girl, I love you better than yourself (I just need, I just need)
And you stressed, yeah my mood just changed
‘Cause I just need you in my life
I made it like that
Girl I know you want me
But fuck it then, that’s my word I’ll never love again
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
But you knew that I’m the cool cab with the roof back (yeah)
You remind me of my Jeep
[Intro: Sample- Ultramagnetic MC’s]
All the times you confused, my words you don’t listen (oh)
[Outro: Chris Brown]
I’m living like that
I bought it like that
‘Cause I just need you in my life (oh-oh)
You just left like your Uber came
Had me thinking everything was alright

So hop on it and just ride in with me
But they don’t catch my vibe like you do
His or hers to match
Better than you love yourself (oh, better)
I just need your lovin’ baby
So why you wanna act like that? (woo)
Now you just miss and I’m missin’ you more (oh)
Late nights when I pull the pain

Who gon’ love you like I do, that’s word (oh)
Stop playing this game with me
Girl, I love you better than yourself
Then pushing your face in the pillow, oh
Tell me who’s to blame?
Now lay your head, on my bed
Better than you loved yourself
You could’ve had Christian and Christian Dior (yeah)
I was the one that you stuck around with
All ’cause your thought I was laid up with some other chick
Tell me, Tell me how to make things right (tell me how)
Girl, I love you better than yourself (oh-oh)
Better than you love yourself (better than yourself)
Matched my fly, chicks wave when I pass them by
Like the nigga never had your back
And I know you still think about it

Tell me how to make things right
You’re the only one for me
I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)
Come and chill for a night
For you and I to get this right
Like I never showed you jets and boarders on the coast of Florida (yeah)
Better than you love yourself
Better than you loved yourself
Tell me how to make things right (How to make things right)
I just need your lovin’ baby

Rae Sremmurd – T’d Up

I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
And she followin’ me, I’m like no wonder
Car got wings, car got speed (got speed)
These girls comin’ in teams, we drinkin’ CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
I’m in the end zone
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
In the spot, she on the bus
I’m T’d up (damn, ayy)

Yeah
I’m so fresh I need a fuckin’ lint brush

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Big boss, Bruce Lee, aye, Jxmmi (Jxmmi)
Young nigga out the S-S-I-P (SIP)
T’d up like a nigga ten feet, T’d up, I ain’t never on E (the hits)
They-they ticked off (they mad, yeah, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, yeah, woo)
I’m iced up, 1017 (yeah), M.O.B. need M.O.E
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
EarDrummers, one time, what it do?
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Late night and it’s gettin’ so uncut
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Overachiever, had to let my seat up
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
Took her shoppin’, she think I’m the shoe plug
Bad chick blushin’, turbo bustin’ (giddy up, giddy up)
Come back from the dead, I feel like Frankenstein
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
Bring in them hundreds, end of discussion (crush it)
Still a no flex zone (flex zone)
Snakes on me, I’m G’d (G’d), in every way, I’m T’d
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
Took off and the paint KD (yeah), now clap for the M.V.P

I don’t want the truck if it ain’t lifted up
I’m T’d up (damn, yeah)
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
We T’d up (T’d up, no, ayy)
[Outro: Swae Lee]
I T’d up (woo, woo)
I let the cash go
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Colorblind, I’m seein’ blue-green, blue-green? Blue-green (green)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
These girls, they don’t tease us
EarDrummers
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]

I T’d up (woo, woo)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
Niggas rap, but they don’t even stay around
I T’d up (woo, woo, ayy, woo)
[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Rollin’ weed and baby, yes, I hang glide
I leave a wet floor
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
Dripset, O.D (O.D), gimme room like a nigga obese (obese)

I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Both my arms, they freeze cuts (freeze cuts)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Young niggas so hot like steam, can’t go out sad, not me (not me)
I’m T’d up (damn)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey

(Sremm, Sremm)
Drink so fast, I just done got the hiccups (hic, hic, hic)
We should hop off choppers since we got sleeved up
I’m T’d up (damn)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
Five chains on my neck and they got hangtime (yeah, yeah)
Yeah countin’ money, not sheep (no sleep)
I T’d up (yeah, woo, woo)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)

Yeah

Roll up by the P, I’m T’d (I’m T’d)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
[Intro: Swae Lee & Future]
Had to tell that girl that it was a one on one
At the bank, I’m in a rush
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)

Chopsquad
Blue flame and I tip like kings (like kings)