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Grrr, Grrr I’m rattling this cage – rattling it C’mon It’s A to the K all day With my homies from around my way [Akrobatik] Ak’s not the brother you want to f**k with The type of cat you need a turbo U-Haul truck to hit The dreaded linebacker frame’s back in the game With
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Let me tell you about Michael Raines Got involved in the distribution of cocaine game Parents kicked him out, girlfriend Kristin the same Cops come flush it down, down, down the drain Cat on the mouse and the cops on the cat No traps could keep the acid brats With pure plush leather seats for
[Chorus] Lately I been wonderin’ why you don’t play my shit Claim you been a fan since I got beats from Soundclick But every time I see you, you play Drake’s old shit J. Cole shit FRANK OCEAN That’s everyday shit I ain’t hating, I just wanna be your favorite Understand that I’m a legend
[Chorus] Think I got a sense for a mosh pit Likes on the ‘Gram make a bitch think she poppin’ Ay, and I keep a cock for a thick bitch Beat around the bush, I keep a mop for a misfit [Verse 1] Ay, goin’ soul searchin’ with the demons Murder in July, my mama
[Verse 1] I’m not your regular-degular Bitch you should Google my resume Shawty said that she taken, yea But I’ll probably f**k that bitch anyway Dance on these hoes like I’m Diddy mane Ain’t on the track team but I run the city mane Don’t need a rich bitch to know that I’m winnin’ mane
Hep-hep! De-boodle-de-ack, de-boodle-de-ackasaki! Hep-hep! Oh, rang-tang, te-dah-dah Hep-hep! Gonna tell you ’bout the jumpin’ jive Hep-hep! Jim, jam, jump, the jumpin’ jive; Hep-hep! Cats gonna beat out this mellow jive; Hep-hep! Beat it out on the mellow side Boy? Whatcha gonna say there, gate? Oh, boy! Whatcha gonna say there, gate? Palomar, shalomar, Swanee shore
Play this song [Intro: Johnny Venus] Doo-doo-doo-doo I pray for all my niggas, and niggettes And non-niggas, and non-niggettes [Verse 1: Johnny Venus] Things change, people change Love grows, come and go Sometimes I get overwhelmed I’m in, in over my head Put my life online for sale Put that wish up on a star Put that money on
Play this song [Intro: JID] I always wanted to do one of these type shits [Verse 1: JID] Uh, I had a yellow girl, called her, “Dandelion” She be panty-less, so no panty lines She’s from Campbellton, north of county line Steady hands, never let her count the bands, though She fucked me, tryna pluck
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[Intro] Yeah, just got home, man. Just thinkin’ about this girl, and her fuckin’ boyfriend, heh, uh [Chorus] He play sports, I don’t He got abs and more, I don’t He got girls galore, I don’t And she love him, well repeat after me when I say, “Fuck him” Fuck him Repeat after me when
Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh It’s Buddah Beats [Verse 1: Quavo] I’m like Odell with the contracts (Odell) Scratch that I’m up fifteen mil, that’s a fun fact (Fifteen mil) Bad bih, where you from? Give me some (Yeah) Come back, send me drum, banana, ugh Catch a contact, Met Gala, Kanye, one Come back, run that, run that,
[Intro] [Verse] You been on my mind since we met, love So nasty they forgot what triple X was I put two fingers up and all the experts With Dom K she do her best work In my world they judge a man by his net worth Teach him how to buy clothes, not invest
(feat. 070 Tree, 070 Hack & Ralphy River) [Intro: Shake] Shake that, shake that, shake that, shake that Shake that ass, Julz [Verse 1: Shake] We haven’t talked in months Fun just isn’t fun I barely even eat anymore And we don’t cry for sleep anymore There’s something I may try This drink doesn’t taste
There was a time in my life when I Didn’t know where I would go but I Kept my mind focused on things that would move me along To the place where I needed to be I know you’re with me… And together we’ll walk to the place where my life Where my Life Will
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[Verse] Huh on the beat x shai Heeyyyyyyyyy Since I was born, The streets take me… Raised me.. Made me, Feed me, Hurt me, Love me, Been hustling, Hustling, Hustling, Hard to my family proud, R.I.P my grandma, i still miss you bad, Coming from the streets. Everybody looking at you bad, Never judge a
Tweet Share This winter will be chilling. Rich The Kid and Kendrick Lamar drop some fire in their new video “New Freezer.” In the Dave Free-directed cut, Rich The Kid shows off some dance moves as well as some ice cold jewelry fitting for the title of the single. He then rolls around the city
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Woo, yeah, yeah, yeah You already know Young Tiller Let’s go Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it I spend that ’cause
[Verse 1] I can only watch for so long, before I get uncomfortable The centerfold, I gotta be, pay attention, see I’m terribly offended they’re commending mediocrity Are we honestly praising this commodity? You call yourself an artist, stop, don’t get me started Stop, don’t get me started Not much of a drinker ’cause shit
I got no time for the corner boys Down in the street making all that noise Or the girls out on the avenue ’cause tonight I wanna be with you Tonight I’m gonna take that ride Across the river to the jersey side Take my baby to the carnival And i’ll take her on all
WONDER BROZChitty Chitty Lyrics Tool I am that dude GT repper Gushers crew Yeah I’m cool Y-Yeah I’m nice You better grab your girl Hand cuff her right I live that life Life of a star She ready She sending me tweets asking can we go steady I’m like hold up girl You’re coming on
SUN KIL MOONMoorestown Lyrics Her window looked out on North Church Street An attic space overgrown A photobook of smiling friends Road maps, New York, Los Angeles Her walls are Mediterranean blue Her baby sister picked the hue Saltwater taffy, Jersey shore Blue like the fingernails she wore The house is not far from the
[Hook: Saba] The world in my hands, the world in my hands The world in my hands, the world in my hands The world in my hands, the world in my hands The world in my hands, the world in my hands [Verse 1: Saba] The world in my palm like it’s pomade Cheering like
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TINIE TEMPAHLucky Cunt Lyrics (ft. Big Sean) [tinie tempah] please don’t tell the bishop i’ve been sippin’ on some sizzurp got a dirty chick named lisa, use her tongue just like a lizard i don’t even know the difference between halloween and christmas i’m ? meets harry potter, i’ma muthaf-cking wizard, ha reporting to you
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[Chorus] Lately I been wonderin’ why you don’t play my shit Claim you been a fan since I got beats from Soundclick But every time I see you, you play Drake’s old shit J. Cole shit FRANK OCEAN That’s everyday shit I ain’t hating, I just wanna be your favorite Understand that I’m a legend
OVERKILLSupersonic Hate Lyrics Huh. Lookin’ down the wrong end of a gun! I’m makin’ tracks for Jersey before I’m wasted by the sun. A simple man in a complex world got the means, But the know how escapes me… Yea-ah. Opposite sides of the same fence, Not far apart but still, I don’t like you.
BRYSON TILLERSelf-made Lyrics Woo, yeah, yeah, yeah You already know Young Tiller Let’s go Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it I
(Verse 1) Step out clean and fresh in a mi white Gucci slippers White shorts and mi jersey a clippers Snap back cap, rasta cyaa wear fittas Gyal in a mi pool and rush mi like crittas Then Poppy come check mi wid the powers Some high grade ganja weh broad like a flowers Drink
Woo, yeah, yeah, yeah You already know Young Tiller Let’s go Gucci on my belt, bought a necklace for myself Bought Giuseppe for myself, spent them blessings on myself Donatello, that’s a killer, I smoke purple out the shelf She want Birkin, she want, Gucci purse, she want Chanel, got it I spend that ’cause
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[Intro] Yeah, This Dedicated To My Dog In That Cell Waiting For The Mail To Come I Know You Probably Feel Like People Forgot About You For My People Stuck In The Projects [Verse 1] Momma I’m Get You That House You Always Wanted In The Hills Of The City Where Cops Never Patrol Let
[Intro] Yeah, This Dedicated To My Dog In That Cell Waiting For The Mail To Come I Know You Probably Feel Like People Forgot About You For My People Stuck In The Projects [Verse 1] Momma I’m Get You That House You Always Wanted In The Hills Of The City Where Cops Never Patrol Let