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Lil Uzi Vert – Pull Up (Demo) Lyrics




[Intro]
A hit, good one Richard
(DP on the beat)
There ya go, Richie!

[Hook]
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
Like ain’t nobody sayin’, ayy
Choppa go hunnid rounds, make it do running man
Pull off in a race, ayy
Caliber hunnid bands for you to startle, man
Now what you gotta say, ayy
This shit is nothin’, man, this shit is nothin’, man
Picked it up, flipped it, I turned it to something, man
Dropped all my money, I picked it up, stop my pants, yeah

[Hook]
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Pre-Hook]
She wan’ smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don’t know ’bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy

[Hook]
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Pre-Hook]
She wan’ smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don’t know ’bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy

[Hook]
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane

[Pre-Hook]
She wan’ smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don’t know ’bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy

[Hook]
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I’m in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can’t see my floor, mane
Pull up, ‘Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane




Lil Uzi Vert & Playboi Carti – Bankroll




[Intro]
DP on the Beat
Greedy Money

[Hook:Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face, and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed, and we look like yeah
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Takin’ Xans ’till I can’t feel my face, and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah ayy, ayy (Cash Carti)

[Bridge 1:Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds flooded, like they sank, ayy
I’ve been pulling up in a tank, ayy (in a tank)
But my money got no limit, ayy (Cash Carti)
And my car don’t got no ceiling, ayy
And my bitch don’t got no limit, ayy
Making that money I’m willing, ayy
Told your bitch I got that money, ayy
Told your bitch that I be peeling you, ayy

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Refrain: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go these bitches know these bitches know
(counting all these rolls)
Everywhere I go my bank don’t fold that bank don’t fold
(Counting all these rolls)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Yeah
Got a bitch named Rubi Rose
See me with Justine, then she stopped calling my phone
I be in my zone
Girl what’s goin’ on
She stuck all in my phone
Ayy yeah

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Bridge 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
AK, big
Bitches, big
I be landing squad big
I fuck that hoe ‘cause I want to
I fuck them girls ’cause I want to
I fuck them bad ’cause I want to
Yeah
Zone zone zone

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t shit changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah


Lil Uzi Vert – Bankroll lyrics


[Intro]
DP on the Beat
Greedy Money

[Hook:Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face, and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed, and we look like yeah
And I’m smokin’ on this dope
Takin’ Xans ’till I can’t feel my face, and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah ayy, ayy (Cash Carti)

[Bridge 1:Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Diamonds flooded, like they sank, ayy
I’ve been pulling up in a tank, ayy (in a tank)
But my money got no limit, ayy (Cash Carti)
And my car don’t got no ceiling, ayy
And my bitch don’t got no limit, ayy
Making that money I’m willing, ayy
Told your bitch I got that money, ayy
Told your bitch that I be peeling you, ayy

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

[Refrain: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
And I always keep the pole (always keep the pole)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go I keep the pole I keep the pole (everywhere I go)
Everywhere I go these bitches know these bitches know
(counting all these rolls)
Everywhere I go my bank don’t fold that bank don’t fold
(Counting all these rolls)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Counting up them rolls them big bank rolls them big bank rolls (Cash Carti)
Yeah
Got a bitch named Rubi Rose
See me with Justine, then she stopped calling my phone
I be in my zone
Girl what’s goin’ on
She stuck all in my phone
Ayy yeah

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

[Bridge 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Pull up, wait, ayy (Cash Carti)
On a date, ayy
Counting cake, ayy
Play with my cake, ayy
Break your face, ayy
Counting cake, ayy (Cash Carti)
Break the bank, ayy

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti and Lil Uzi Vert]
AK, big
Bitches, big
I be landing squad big
I f*ck that hoe ‘cause I want to
I f*ck them girls ’cause I want to
I f*ck them bad ’cause I want to
Yeah
Zone zone zone

[Bridge 2: Lil Uzi vert]
Drinking that lean out the bottom, ayy
This is not no penicillin, ayy
My credit card got the billions, ayy (Cash Carti)
Your credit card got a limit, ayy
Big shout out right to my dentist, ayy
I put them diamonds in glaciers, ayy

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah yeah
Told that bitch to call my phone
Then she text my phone with upset face and I look like yeah
Told that bitch to give me dome
Pass her to my bros like ain’t sh*t changed and we look like yeah
And I’m smoking on this dough
Taking xans till I can’t feel my face and I look like yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah


Tu fais le voyou – Jul paroles


Paroles Jul – Tu fais le voyou

Il marche, il parle comme un voyou
Illicite, illicite, comme un voyou
Des billets, des billets, faut le
Il est dans de drôles de bails, ouh(tu fais le voyou)

J’t’ai vu tchouper l’autre j’sais même plus, c’était mon allié
J’me lève, j’fume un pét’, j’vois un schmit sur mon palier
Tu fais poussettes sur poussettes pour grimper de paliers
Ils me posent tous plein de questions, mais leurs histoires j’suis pas lié
Boule incomparable, quand elle me calcule pas j’suis dépassé
Tu crois qu’j’t’ai oublié, bâtard, 2 secondes, je vais repasser
J’crois qu’j’vie, j’m’en fous de baiser, j’veux me faire masser
Tu sais qu’tu t’es manqué, oh, regarde mon message il est passé
Dehors, c’est comme en promenade, les équipes elles tournent
Après, ces salopes te passent la pommade, passent même plus faire un tour
J’représente tous les mecs à pattes, 40 poings si tu m’veux dans ta boite
Elle s’en fout d’toi qu’tu sois beau ou intelligent
Si ce soir elle répond pas, c’est qu’elle a trouvé un pigeon
J’vous calcule pas, j’ai autres choses à faire
S’il vous plait, ne m’en voulez pas
Qui te donne un rouge quand tu es à terre
C’est souvent celui que tu t’y attendais pas
Des fois, j’ai l’impression qu’la Terre m’en veut
J’ai l’impression de faire des envieux
Des fois, j’ai l’impression qu’la Terre m’en veut.

Tu fais le voyou, tu fais le voyou
J’ai vu, tes paroles ne tenaient pas
J’ai fait le sourd, oui, le sourd
J’ai fait comme si je comprenais pas. (x2)

Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Mais tu fais walou
Tu fais walou. (x2)

Que des salopes
Ça voit deux gadjis d’entré ça te lobe
Au quartier à l’aube
Le soleil se lève on se met à l’ombre
Wesh hombre versuri-lyrics.info
Pourquoi se montrer pourquoi racailler ?
Wesh hombre
Askip tu nous a vu tu as taillé
Oh oui le petit veut se faire Lidl
Mauvaise fréquentation au quartier y’a son idole
Elle est chaude elle se met à twerker
Elle me regarde j’sais mais pas porqué
J’ai prit un trottoir comme un Beho
Obligé de me faire remorquer
Pas de papier ils veulent m’embarquer
Ma caisse en crabe sur un parking
J’veux un RS6 mais c’est trop braqué
Avec le signe JUL sur les sièges baqué
Cagoule machin fausse plaque
Tout le monde à terre équipe le sac
Pendant que des potos font la queue
Pour faire un vert et faire les macs
Ça y est c’est l’été
J’vois les petits en survet DP
Mama a pas winch à part guetté
Prend tous les risques pour pas se faire péter
Dites-vous que je m’en tape les claw
Des mauvais coms que vous mettez
J’vous banni, j’vous supprime mais vous faites des fakes pour m’embêter.

Tu fais le voyou, tu fais le voyou
J’ai vu, tes paroles ne tenaient pas
J’ai fait le sourd, oui, le sourd
J’ai fait comme si je comprenais pas. (x2)

Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Tu fais le voyou
Pourquoi tu fais le voyou
Mais tu fais walou
Tu fais walouuu. (x2)
Jul paroles
Vidoe voyou


LUPE FIASCO – High lyrics


See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

It drops without, then without doubt I’m without drought
How else could I spit out ’bout
Spotted backs without alps
Rain delay
What’s that I came to say?
Get it wet like Training Day
With no drain away, you with it yet
They ain’t related
Lupe got him an H and K
Heckler, Kramer way
Rain delay
Aight, nigga, put the game away
You mean like rain delay?
She said, “If I pop it then you gotta pay me”
So I make it rain for the ladies
Off that, skiin’ where my shooters can’t walk at
Of course, we ball with hoes
In the club, I golf that
But ball back, games where it rains and they halt that
We gettin’ cold, better salt that
In my brain, it is stormin’
When it rains, it is pourin’
Spit out ’bout, swat at bats
Commissioner Gordon, [?] sportsman
Your reigns, not important
But I’m Jordan

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

Why I always gotta say it for you?
Why you be as quiet as a DP with an oral
Why on TV it’s adorable?
And greedy it be horrible
Somethin’ somethin’ sword you
It’s like sayin’, look, Duval too tall
Or the cue ball is too small
I make two fall in the pool hall
And my new car a carpool
You all finna call
[?] to fall
Get a new [?]
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
Enough room for you niggas to eat, deep
That’s a keeper homie, whole lot of square foot to sweep
I clean, trampoline, flow lift you off of your feet
Tell your king pass the throne or I’ll kick you off of your seat
Like a drummer, I’ll kick you off from your seat
Like a drum kit, kick you off with my feat

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high


Lupe Fiasco – High lyrics


See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

It drops without, then without doubt I’m without drought
How else could I spit out ’bout
Spotted backs without alps
Rain delay
What’s that I came to say?
Get it wet like Training Day
With no drain away, you with it yet
They ain’t related
Lupe got him an H and K
Heckler, Kramer way
Rain delay
Aight, nigga, put the game away
You mean like rain delay?
She said, “If I pop it then you gotta pay me”
So I make it rain for the ladies
Off that, skiin’ where my shooters can’t walk at
Of course, we ball with hoes
In the club, I golf that
But ball back, games where it rains and they halt that
We gettin’ cold, better salt that
In my brain, it is stormin’
When it rains, it is pourin’
Spit out ’bout, swat at bats
Commissioner Gordon, [?] sportsman
Your reigns, not important
But I’m Jordan

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
See this shit go ’round and ’round
Hope you get up to speed and you’re alright
All I ever wanted was the dove view
And all the people that I love to stay high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
More than high, high, elevated
All I wanna see my niggas sittin’ on top
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high
High, high, high, high

Why I always gotta say it for you?
Why you be as quiet as a DP with an oral
Why on TV it’s adorable?
And greedy it be horrible
Somethin’ somethin’ sword you
It’s like sayin’, look, Duval too tall
Or the cue ball is too small
I make two fall in the pool hall
And my new car a carpool
You all finna call
[?] to fall
Get a new [?]
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
High, more than high, high
Sweet
Enough room for you niggas to eat, deep
That’s a keeper homie, whole lot of square foot to sweep
I clean, trampoline, flow lift you off of your feet
Tell your king pass the throne or I’ll kick you off of your seat
Like a drummer, I’ll kick you off from your seat
Like a drum kit, kick you off with my feat

High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high
High, more than high, high