Tag: Blue Flame


Young Dolph – Yeezy




[Verse 1]
I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hairr
I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
Every day I take chances and say my prayers
I never had a advance check over here
These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
She so thick she make a thong disappear
I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
She the best at it, she a sex addict
MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

[Verse 2]
Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
I just had a menage with my favourite two
I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
My old bitch jealous on my new thang
I just did a show and went bought a new chain
I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch




Future – High Demand Lyrics




[Intro]
Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’ ? oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 1]
She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy, no
I hid some money and I got plenty mo’
Stashed in the walls, stashed it in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone.. full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 2]
She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor, I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go, blow the bitch, go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s gon’ make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers, yeah
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
..Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo!
Heavenly, rapidly
Got killers on McAfee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t get caught with my hands down
I can’t be comin’, my man’s down
I put some bodies up under ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh, I’m fresh
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Outro]
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu


Future – High Demand (Future Album)


[Intro]
Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 1]
She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy no
I hid some money and I got plenty more
Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Verse 2]
She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo
Heavenly, rapidly
Like killers on Macafee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t caught with my hands down
I can’t be caught, my man’s down
I put some bodies up on the ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

[Hook]
Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

[Outro]
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu


Future – High Demand lyrics


Step on the scene forget about it
I bought her racks forget about it

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
George Jetson you can’t see me no
Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
You can’t be saditty and greedy no
I hid some money and I got plenty more
Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
My number one bitch with me, it excite her
Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
We do a whole lotta numbers
Grab on that pussy like Donald
Porsche got a little bit of trunk
But it’s goin’ over 200
Turtlenecks all on my collar
Love when a pretty bitch swallow
I did it up, gravity
Super so radically
Awesome, gnarly woo
Heavenly, rapidly
Like killers on Macafee
I do it immaculately
I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
I go to space in the middle of the night
I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
It could be a threat or a fan now
I can’t caught with my hands down
I can’t be caught, my man’s down
I put some bodies up on the ground
That’s a few millions up underground
Murder for money, that’s man down
Kill more than police across town
Better not get caught with your hand down
Better not get caught with your hand down

Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
Future high demand, Future high demand
I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
I float off Earth, always float off Earth
Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu
Super Fuuuuuuu


Young Dolph – Yeezy (Gelato Album)


[Verse 1]
I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hair
I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
Every day I take chances and say my prayers
I never had a advance check over here
These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
She so thick she make a thong disappear
I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
She the best at it, she a sex addict
MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

[Verse 2]
Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
I just had a menage with my favourite two
I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
My old bitch jealous on my new thang
I just did a show and went bought a new chain
I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch


Famous Dex – Drugs In Me Lyrics

October 5, 2016

Lyrics

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[Intro: Famous Dex]
Uh yah
Uh yah, uh yah
Oh what?
Now I be gone off the Lean, the pills
The molly, and the Percs
OHMANGOTDDAMN!

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me
[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I got the drugs on me
I’m bustin’ off Ecstasy
She say I’m her man
I’m married to money, I can’t say a thing
I be geekin’ in the lobby
All these tats on my body
3 bitches in the party
I’m drinkin’ lean not Bacardi
I poured me a 6 till I doses
I’m flexin’ soo hard in my overalls
And baby geekin’ off the percs
I’m goin’ right up when I I skurt
4k for the purse, you didn’t know Dexter was a flirt
Baby girl, what you worth?
All these drugs like a nurse

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I got the drugs in me
That syrup you drinkin’ in Hennessy
Half a pint or 2 liter
In the coupe with 2 ninas
I drop a grip on my ring
Rich Forever on the chain
Jumpin’ through your bitch at the Blue Flame
Maserati matt black, no Bruce Wayne
I need my medicine
Ride around in the coupe, goin’ crazy in Beverly
I’m a motherfuckin’ chemist in the kitchen doin’ chemistry
Walkin’ around with that MAC chicken
Empty the clip leave your face missin’
In the kitcken whippin’ 33 bricks, that’s a Scottie Pippen

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I got the drugs in me
I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
I be turnin’ up my shows
I be coolin’ with the bros
I can never trust these hoes
I got the drugs in me


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