Tag: Jerry Springer


Russ – Live From The Villa Lyrics


Yeah

Yeah

Never throwin’ in the towel, I just use it to wipe the sweat off
And get back in the ring and knock your head off, I’m well off
But I redistribute like a socialist
You get a house, you get a car, I’m on some Oprah shit
And could you focus if your parents goin’ through it?
And you tryna make a hit to save ’em in the other room
It’s pressure that’s gon’ either make you pop or make you pop
My mama cried a lot, I made it stop, we on a yacht
She always gives me game, gives me gems I don’t question
Like give without remembering, receive without forgetting
Disarm ’em with your charm, use your kindness as a weapon
Everyone you meet, be a blessing, not a lesson
Okay, I got you
So many women that my new girl is old news
‘Cause I need more than eye candy, I need soul food
Until then, I’m just slangin’ it
I got your women upside down doin’ stranger things
I see a lot of skeptics, lot of doubters, but I’m smart
I know that y’all are really just dreamers with broken hearts
Feelin’ inadequate, that’s why you doin’ so much talkin’
‘Cause the path that I been blazin’, you’re incapable of walkin’
Y’all be goin’ nowhere fast, here’s some advice you should heed
Directions way more important than speed
This is Singapore suites, Jerry Springer war freaks
In the meeting with Epic, I sat in Sickamore’s seat
That was 2016, though, now I need Rob Stringer’s job
CEO of the whole shit, I’m on some boss shit

Every office I walk in knows this, it’s unspoken, yeah
Artists are martyrs, you want us to feel the pain
So that we can make a song that make y’all say that you relate
At the cost of our mental health, though, that’s a sacrifice
Money doesn’t change you, it just magnifies
If you have a vice, it’s just maximized
I’m either gettin’ p*ssy or makin’ hits, the only shit that cures my appetite
But I get hungry often, I got my twenties poppin’
Smokin’ Moroccan hash, makin’ a lot of cash
While all these dummies comment
‘Bout how they’d do it if they were in my position
But you’re not, you’re mediocre, and you lack the ambition
Plus you lack the persistence, not to mention the intrinsic
Motivation that it takes to even chase after a vision
That only you can see, that only you believe
So watch your tone, you’re not even you enough to f*ck with me
Don’t come for me, it’s Russ, bitch
Anybody real always f*cks with me, it’s up, bitch
I ain’t goin’ nowhere, y’all are stuck with me
Livin’ the dream was worth the chase
Just bought my mom a Rolex and it’s got the purple face
That’s her favorite color, this been her favorite summer
No girls compare, that’s why I still don’t got a baby mother
Yeah

Ride with me, ride with me
I let you know if I even, I believe
Do anything but lie to me, lie to me
I wanna feel you fly with me, fly with me


Young Thug – Real in My Veins Lyrics


[Intro]
Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done created
Mario

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chains
Remain the same, don’t change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you, gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

[Verse 1]
Came from the ground to the top, uh
I’m ’bout to rob you some rocks, uh
I’m bout to set up a shop, uh
I’m bout to buy back the block, uh
I got respect for the ‘Wop, uh
First nigga gave me a knot, uh
I put some keys in the pot, uh
She got Versace on her crotch, uh
It’s purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that bitch squirt, it’s a thot, uh
I turn a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, need a mop, uh
Rob Jack if he come out the box, uh
I got a tail on, it’s a fox, uh
I’m banging that fire, fox, uh
My bitch get wild, uh
Bloody cross on like a pastor
Cooking fish scale with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry Springer beezy
I repent for my sins everyday

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change

[Verse 2]
You keep playin’ and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I’m ready for the pop off
Got lil’ mama outta drum talkin’ top throat
She said she ready, let’s get it I got combos
I’m talkin’ junk food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me hoppin’ off the top rope
Beat it up, got me slidin’ off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil shawty ain’t cleaned out tho’
I got my money up and I heard that you want some
Nigga moon walkin’, Michael Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got gratitude
And if you look up at the moon, you’ll see my attitude

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done creating
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commandin’ war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it


Juice WRLD – Candles Lyrics


[Intro]
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
I’m not sure
(Yeah, I like that)

[Chorus]
Uh, yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 1]
I’ve been through the ringer
Tryna put a diamond ring on her finger
She love drama, she be watching Jerry Springer
Next thing you know, we all on Jerry Springer
I play love games, but no I’m not a cheater
She hate me when I sip codeine, I’m a leaner
The devil on my shoulder keep on telling me to keep her
Should I take her out or should I take her to the cleaner?
Love don’t end, girl if it means no good for me
She’s good for me, too good
These hoes love playing me
Heartbreaking me
Don’t pray for me
Just bring me drugs

[Bridge]
Just give me drugs
Just bring me drugs
Just give me drugs

[Chorus]
Yeah, I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first

[Verse 2]
I told her run around and get away, I think I need a getaway
I need to call a timeout, I need to set another play
I need an umbrella ’cause every day feels like a rainy day
I need something other than Xannies to take the pain away
I ran away to California, I’m tryna cut corners
Say they bossing me around but you know I don’t take orders
Yeah, I had to move around, I was starting to feel cornered
I can’t see the front door
Starting to feel cornered, starting to feel slaughtered
Started to not give a fuck, screaming out, “Why bother”
My ex-bitch too bad, my next bitch way hotter
We met in a car crash, she ride it like full throttle

[Chorus]
I’m not sure
I don’t know if it’s because my heart hurts or because I’m insecure
Baby, you’re not her
My last girl had me so fucked up it was a blacked out blur
Baby, you jump first
It’s a long way to hell, I ain’t really tryna leave this Earth
Baby, do your worst
I’ve come to the conclusion you can’t kill me if I kill you first