Tag: Double Cs


Juice WRLD – That’s a 50 Lyrics




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[Intro: Juice WRLD]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh (Oh, oh)
Oh, ho (Oh)
Yeah

[Chorus: Juice WRLD]
Bank account on 50 (Uh)
My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
Bank account on 50 (Uh)
My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah, yeah), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah, yeah)
Groupies showin’ me love, they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh, huh)
If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh, huh)
Bank account on 50 (Uh, huh)
My clip hold like 50 (Uh, huh)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, huh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]
Bank account on 50
I ain’t talkin’ 50 thousand
I get your girl so damn wet, her pussy like a fountain
In the club I got my .40, nigga, fuck a bouncer
That lil’ bitch a basketball the way her ass be bouncin’
Ya dig, the lil’ bitch gon’ swallow my kids
If you fuck with me, or with my money
I promise you we gon’ be up in your crib
Uh, yeah, we runnin’ in your shit, no runnin’ out
Yeah, my money long, it ain’t no runnin’ out
Run it up, run it up, on they ass
Get the cash, secure the bag, secure the bag, make it fast
Chi-Town put it on the map, put it on the map like a Jordan fan
Choppa like a fan, burn ’em like a tan
Bro gon’ kill your mans (Ah)
So I ain’t gon’ fight your man
It’s a wrap when I come through, no saran
I’ma pull his bitch like a card from a poker hand
Bullets flyin’, make ’em dance
Hokey Pokey on they ass

[Chorus: Juice WRLD & Playboi Carti]
Bank account on 50
My clip hold like 50
That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
Bank account on 50
My clip hold like 50
That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, yeah)
Groupies showin’ me love (What up), they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh, hold up, yeah)
If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh)
Bank account on 50 (Uh, I put them racks up)
My clip hold like 50 (Uh, I put them racks up)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh, I got a bag), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
50 round drum gon’ burst
Double Cs all on her purse
Ain’t tryna fuck with no Perky
Bitch can’t fuck on the Perk
Big Backwood that sherbet
Smokin’ that herb
I dress like this on purpose
You know I got work
Ridin’ ’round town with the Birkin
.38 Glock
Ridin’ ’round town with a Birkin
Watch your motherfuckin’ flop
Don’t fuck with no cops
Never can’t fuck with no cop
Poppin’, gon’ shoot at a cop
Poppin’, gon’ shoot at a opp
Beanbags all I did
Like a motherfuckin’ lot
Wanna’ try me and my friend?
Get hit off the block
Hellcat ridin’ ’round the block (Slatt)
Juice spit [?] get popped (Yeah)

[Chorus: Juice WRLD &Playboi Carti]
Bank account on 50
My clip hold like 50 (Hold up, yeah)
That’s a fuckin’ titty, that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
Bank account on 50 (I put them racks up)
My clip hold like 50 (I put them racks up)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (I got a bag), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh)
Groupie showin’ me love, they in the crowd showin’ me they titties (Uh)
If it ain’t about the money, then fuck it, get to the nitty gritty (Uh)
Bank account on 50 (Uh)
My clip hold like 50 (Uh)
That’s a fuckin’ titty (Uh), that’s a fuckin’ titty (Yeah)




Wale – Good To Great (feat. Phil Ade)




[Intro: Wale]
I got every right to feel myself, right, baby?
True story, right?
I told her I’d pick her up, she said, “Cool”
She said, “What time,” I said, “2”
Then she asked me what time she’d be back
I said, “2:30”
She said, “Pssh, like that?”
I said, “Pssh, I’ve been like that”
That’s a whole tomorrow, plus I threw in thirty
So grab your Louis ‘cause time’s burning

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good

[Verse 1: Wale]
Show some support, yeah
A real one across the board, yeah
Chill, shawty, I know you annoyed, look
They comic books to you, I’m Rob Report
Mi amor, I’m popular
I’m not a heartthrob, but the broads in love, yeah
At the club, the bosanova
Them Barry’s a moment
Won’t embarrass you, baby girl
But them broads with us
Telly is goin’ spill
I hit it to Lauryn Hill
I really fix up your swag
I get all your old bags and give it to Goodwill, woo!

[Bridge: Phil Ade]
She don’t think, just go with it
A little drink, little smoke with it
Do anything for a dollar though
If she want it, then she gon’ get it
Have another, girl, it’s on me
Bet you’ll get drunk, then call me
In the club all night long
This how it goes when the lights off

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good

[Verse 2: Wale]
Show me your worth, mmm
Double Cs you put in your purse, cute
Hermes might get you the Birkin
I give you the world if you intelligent first
Get your confidence and your relevance up, mmm
Tell younger women it’s better to love, mmm
I’m trine keep all our chemistry good
We mentally good
If it’s negative energy I’m gonna give you the deuce
You really a real one
So I’m givin’ you real love
And I tell you look good
You lookin’ at IG, you tell me it ain’t enough
You lie

[Bridge: Phil Ade]
She don’t think, just go with it
A little drink, little smoke with it
Do anything for a dollar though
If she want it, then she gon’ get it
Have another, girl, it’s on me
Bet you’ll get drunk, then call me
In the club all night long
This how it goes when the lights off

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
Ain’t tryna do much
But you know the bottles on us
The bottles ain’t much, you’re smiling too much
I’m tryna do somethin’, yeah
I’m probably too much
I party too much
In the parkin’ lot, the lobby to the plane
4 to 4:30, it’s over one day

[Chorus: Wale]
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can turn her good to great in one day
I can make her good the great in one day
I can make her good, good, good, good