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Young Thug – Now Lyrics




[Intro: Young Thug]
Yea, Thugger, 21
Let’s get it
Hold on, hold on, hold on

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Real bitch, talk on my kids (woah)
Baby, put your tongue on my dick (woah)
I put ice on my kids (woah)
I put red in my drink (woah)
Act’ got here with my medicine (woah)
Nigga pop, drip, we wet (woah)
Man I got some ice on my ankle (woah)
Fuck around, gon’ ‘head, slit it (woah)
It was heavy smoke in my chest (woah)
Might jeopardize my checks (woah)
I’m ’bout to pop another X (woah)
Then I’ma fuck on my ex (woah)
And I’m gon’ pour my syrup (woah)
Not my Act’, just red (woah)
And I hit him on the dick (woah)
Think he ’bout to keep my check (woah)
Green diamonds, on me like piss
I just got a new Kel-Tec
And it don’t come with no kick
And I came up from nothin’
Louis Vuitton my neck
High end clothes on deck
Let ’em all read my text

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Yeah, Saint Laurent Don, yeah (21)
Got a lot of blue money, yeah, yeah
I cut my thumb, yeah, yeah
Bums chasin’ crumbs, yeah, yeah
Gucci jacket, ah yeah, yeah
Fuck her on the mattress, ah yeah, yeah
Got a draco in traffic, ah yeah
I just left Magic, throwin’ ones out the plastic, yeah, yeah
I’m with Slime in that Maybach and we laughin’ (21, 21)
These rappers jumpin’ dick to dick and we laughin’ (on God)
Come and get your baby mama, this bitch a maggot (21, 21)
Half a ticket, worth a jewelry in my carry-on baggage (yeah)
Thinkin’ ’bout pullin’ Savage’s card, you must be on acid (yeah)
Cheap ass shots got her feelin’ like plastic (21)
My earrings cost more than a nigga life savin’ (cash)
Fuck a weddin’ ring, I gave her a mouth full of babies

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now




Young Thug – B*tches Gone Tell Lyrics




[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger! YSL for life
We ran up the digits we ran up the money
We ran up the digits we ran up the money
We ran up some digits..
We got London On Da Track!

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I’m leanin’ like I’m on a 5th of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn’t know me well so I left ’em with wishes
You know its a drought when you grind and can’t flip it
I’m livin’ big, I swear to God I’m Liu Kang kickin’
Montana
Mama gon’ slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin’, light up just like a candle
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
My racks are squeakin’, I’m not fartin’
I hop in that ‘Rari, I crank up like Warren

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We run through them bitches, we run through the hundreds
I rolled in the Bentley, I’m talkin’ the drama shit
Me and my niggas gon’ fuck up the summer, yeah
This summer we puttin’ the numbers yeah (check, check)
Feelin’ like Meechy, I’m feelin’ like Meechy
I jump out that ‘Ghini and lift up the door (skrrt, skrrt)
They said they ballin’ and we say we ballin’
And somebody please tell me what is the score
Woah, woah, woah, somebody please tell me what is the score
We up by 30, that money is dirty
Them bricks in the ceilin’, a mil in the floor

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I’ma move me some dope like I’m Future
I’ma go in that bitch with a ruler
I’ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
I’ma keep a red flag cause I’m boolin’
I know some roller spaces, I could dually
Yeah, yeah I’m screamin’ oh my god like Cooly
When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted
If I ever die, he better drop his first
I’ve been gettin’ money before the music, fuck Pandora
I just do this shit when I get bored

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money

[Outro: Young Thug]
We got London On Da Track!


Tech N9ne – Shoe Game (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)


[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
Yeah
Kali baby on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
Yeah (Cold World)
Baby girl on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
This year is mine get your hand off the pie
I’m a good girl and I’m never a thot
People see me, think they know what I got
Well I got the money, just give me a shot (ayoo)
The way that I’m living, don’t have to get used to
Money from the booth too, Strange life is beautiful (en fuego)
I’m somewhere thawn out from that cold
Live this way ’till I’m old
Stay on my toes

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
Look, well I ain’t never been on TV
Nah, I maybe once, but I ain’t never been on BET
Ain’t no telling what they wanting
Tryna get the cake like Duncan
Ain’t that somthin’
They get no frontin’
Me and Nina get it jumpin’
That’s where we at, where we at, in case anybody say somethin’
See the way my bank account is set up, I got a checking and savings
Keep my foot on the gas and don’t let up
Niggas so what is you saying?
Yeah I quit school but I rock chalk
I came here to ball
Ain’t bout to argue with y’all, make y’all talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Since a lot of y’all and a few of us
I’m coming to get it now and I mean it nigga, I take the bus
You see me with baby girl, that’s a check coming, we add that
In my Jordans, I’m on my toes
Y’alls froze, we clap back
Kali, baby

[Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
You don’t have to tell me, I already know
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

[Outro: Mackenzie Nicole]
From the left side baby to the right side baby
From the left side baby to the right side, you can tell when I walk in
And then I walk out, I
You can tell when I walk in
When I walk , I
Stay on my toes
From the left side baby to the right side baby


Same thang – Migos feat. John Wic lyrics


Lyrics Migos – Same thang

All my niggas workin’
Trappin’, cappin, servin’
Ballin’, James Worthy
Geekin’ off a perky
Up early, trappin’ real early
Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
Migos having birdies
I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
Got your main dame slurpin’
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
Two b*tches, one me
They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

Pull out the lot
I’m in the drop
I pour a 8, then count up my knots
I bought a Chevy, Chevy T top
Put it on skates, dope boy boss
I’m in the north whippin’ the pot
Kick in yo’ door then I run through your spot
When I say, “We Migos,” They’re sayin’ we hot
f*ck 12, I’m buckin’, they catch me or not
Got bales, I just pulled a U-Haul out
These niggas is p***y, bring Ru Paul out
When I spray the chopper, I’m goin’ all out
500 thousand in my dog house
You niggas is rats, I’m callin’ you Mighty Mouse
I jugged a cutie when it was a thigh out
I had a nina in Mansion, no Ca$h Out
Pull up the plug, better bring the whole bag out
Feelin’ like Flippa, but I gotta stash house
Don’t like the Xans, that s**t make me pass out
Dunk on a nigga, call me Quavo Stackhouse
She want my money, but I brought a rack out
Heard that you got it so we bring the MAC out
I know it’s trouble, John Wic brought the mask out
I touched a fan, and then she passed out
Front and back end, they gon’ make you bring cash out.

All my niggas workin’
Trappin’, cappin, servin’
Ballin’, James Worthy
Geekin’ off of perky
Up early, trappin’ real early
Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
Migos having birdies
I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
Got your main dame slurpin’
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
Two b*tches, one me
They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

I don’t know you so you know I’m not servin’
Word on the street that the young nigga workin’
Shock on a baby like I’m James Worthy
Sleep with the stick because I’m feelin’ nervous
Convicted felons, they be geeking off perkys
Trigger finger itching, shoot ’em on purpose
Trapping cross the country, havin’ no service
Pull up on him at his funeral service (pull up)
Migo gang everything (Migo gang)
Yes I do gang bang (bang)
We are really not the same (no we’re not)
Won’t miss, perfect aim
Retaliation is a must, some of your partners can’t trust
I put the dope in my nuts, when the folks raided the bus
I drop a 4 on my cup versuri-lyrics.info
The money it give me a rush
Shootin’ out hundred rounds, choppa flippin’ yo’ truck
Feds taking pictures, like I give a f*ck
Give that girl a buck, I bet she gon’ suck
When I touch a mill you might as well give up
Ten fade, bullets linin’ you up
Hellcat, Forgiato pull up
Lindsay Lohan in the trap cookin’ up.

All my niggas workin’
Trappin’, cappin, servin’
Ballin’, James Worthy
Geekin’ off of perky
Up early, trappin’ real early
Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
Migos having birdies (brrrr)
I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
Got your main dame slurpin’
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
Two b*tches, one me
They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

Tsung Shang, Liu Kang, same thang (Kang)
Ballman, Balmain, (same thang) same thang
Wrist froze, Elliot A (ice), no Johny Dang
Surfboard, we the wave
Tryna mix the food, I’ma put ’em on a plane
Drinking Act, you drinking the Bombay
Sip a cup, I’m smoking it to the face
Real street niggas no fade, no case
Hit a lick, put ten up in the safe
Real s**t nigga we paved the wave
Own the game, nigga we changed the game
On the Nawf nigga, I made my name
Want the cash nigga, still f*ck the fame
I can’t change, that’s how I came
She look good, but s**t she on ‘caine
Can’t complain ’cause s**t I’m on drank
Sleep walking, up, just can’t think
Popped a perc, she feel she gon’ faint
She can’t see, she feel like Ray (Charles)
She like the dab and the feng shui
She told me the dope grade A, pay me!

All my niggas workin’
Trappin’, cappin, servin’
Ballin’, James Worthy
Geekin’ off of perky
Up early, trappin’ real early
Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
Migos having birdies
I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
Got your main dame slurpin’
All my damn chains bling
Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
John Wic, John Wayne
Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
Look at my clique, gang, bang
Two b*tches, one me
They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thanggg.
MIgos lyrics
Video thang


Rory Fresco – Lottery


[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now

[Verse 1]
Why they acting like they know us?
It ain’t shit to get it cracking
I just hopped outside the casket
I’m that nigga with the fashion
I’m that nigga in the fast whip
I was broke as hell like last year
Now I got a little cash, yeah
I’m that nigga with the magic
I’m the nigga that’s gon’ throw it
Throw it all up in one night
I’m the nigga that’s gon’ blow it
‘Cause you only get one life
I’m the nigga throwing green rain
I’m baby boy like Ving Reigns
I’m the nigga throwing blue rain
And I’m kicking shit up like I’m Liu Kang

[Pre-Hook]
If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
Every night I’m making that deposit

[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now

[Verse 2]
Imma spend it ’cause I’m workin’
Imma spend it ’cause I earned it
They’ve been telling me to slow down
I’m the nigga they concerned with
I’m that nigga in the current whip
Went to school but wasn’t learning shit
Now I’m getting all these dubs now
You would think I won a tournament
Nigga went and hit the lottery
Niggas wishing they was hot as me
Now they hoping that I fall off
And I see how much a dollar mean
I’m with them girlies that be popping beans
I’m think I’m Khaled how I got the keys
Niggas wishing they was stopping me
See I got my bread and now I got the team

[Pre-Hook]
If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
Every night I’m making that deposit

[Hook]
Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

Last night, spent bands
Last night, strip dance
Last night, so wild
Last night, whoa now


Fetty Wap – Way You Are (feat. Monty)


[Hook: Fetty Wap]
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything
Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
Type of shit that I’m on
And I got cash
She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
‘Cause I like the way you walk and
And I like the way you are and
Won’t let you get too far and
To me you are a star and
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

[Verse 1: Monty]
Black, white, Puerto Rican, Dominican
We could take a trip to the Caribbean
Ain’t her first time, she got experience
One night stand, ain’t nothin’ serious
Lookin’ so fancy, fancy
Prolly taste like candy, candy
Pullin’ on your panties
Got me like, "This can’t be," thinkin’ bout a plan B
You see when I’m whippin’?
Catch you when you slippin’
You’re the one I’m missin’
I just wanna see you, somewhere I could meet you
I would never leave you
Damn you lookin’ perfect
Louis V purses, I go out and purchase
I be thinkin’ of you, put no one above you
Damn, I think I love you

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything
I Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
Type of shit that I’m on
And I got cash
She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
‘Cause I like the way you walk and
And I like the way you are and
Won’t let you get too far and
To me you are a star and
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Zoovier!
It’s summer when I see you, hot as hell, you know it, girl
Know I tell you this sometimes, but you know I need ya girl
Takin’ off in the Range, feel like Johnny Cage with my shades
She’s a fireball, Liu Kang
Makes me feel like she really fucks with me
Ayy, put her trust in me
Sharin’ all her love with me
Yeah, she make it seem like she my dream type
Yeah, what you mean like? See this cream, right?
Yeah, he a bitch nigga, get the green light, ay
Pour an 8, baby get the lean right
Yeah I’m a rich boy, not the scheme type
Yeah doin’ shit only seen in dreamlights
Yeah I got bands fallin’ out my jeans, right
Yeah, I’m the man, just take a chance, I will appreciate it
I’ma make you feel good and feel appreciated
I’ma show up on time, she can’t believe it, made it, yeah
And livin’ life so good, can’t believe we made it, yeah

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything
Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
Type of shit that I’m on
And I got cash
She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
‘Cause I like the way you walk and
And I like the way you are and
Won’t let you get too far and
To me you are a star and
I love it when I see you, ayy
Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

[Outro: Fetty Wap]
I like the way you are
Way you are, way you, way you are
I like the way you are
Way you are, way you, way you are


B.o.B – King Tut (Elements Album)


[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

[Verse 1]
Uh, pay your homage
Bobby Ray the shaman
Namaste, or something conscious, I promise
Saw this day was coming
Like a flag or something
Hundred nations form a summit
Congress, no hesitation coming
Try to take it from me
Terminator style I’m dumping
Dumping, clip gon’ kick back like Liu Kang
Or fucking Johnny Cage
Them hollows graze your stomach
Vomit, everyday or something
Some grenade or something
Someone say that someones bombing the gunman
Propagate and conflicts sway the moral compass
You debate on who done done it
Converse, I’ma stay a slum
It’s still segregated proms in the state I’m from
And they still gon’ bang you up for an ashtray of crumbs
If a cop could pop you, no indictment
It’s obvious the justice system pretty biased
Take your right away like arthritis
The eye of the all seeing iris

[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun

[Verse 2]
Like I’m suffering from ego death
Need no stress, lean on deck, weed on deck
Green thumb, I’m Imhotep
They depopulate you with chemo
They’ll steal your breath, beast mode
There ain’t no more heroes left
Hercules conflicts all black incognito
Like Ne-Yo at Emo Fest, flip like aikido
Arm the torpedo, I’m armed and I’m reloaded
Three piece tuxedo, I bomb like a G though
Bondage just like a slave or something
That can’t awaken from it
We ain’t got a thing in common, you common
Minus the sense, keep your eyes on your rent
And them commerce modern economics consumption
Summon critics in my comments
A conference of conversations and assumptions, it’s constant
Pill’s too big to ever stomach, you astonished
I never claimed I’m Nostradamus
The publics intuition mixed with my opinion’s just more confirmation on the subject, don’t want it
Pull your card, I’ll pull no punches
A monkey wrench in a dysfunction now

[Hook]
Let’s be honest
I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
No Benihana just top ramen
I feel like King Tutankhamun


Young Thug – Digits


Thugger! YSL for life
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits..

Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
You can lose your life but it gon’ keep going
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep going?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money

I’m living like I’m on a 5th of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn’t know me well so I left ’em with you
You know it’s that drop when you bright and can’t flip it
I’m livin’ big, I swear to God I’m Liu Kang kickin’
Montana
Mama gon’ slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin’, light up just like a candle
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
My racks are squeakin’, I’m not fartin’
I hop in that ‘Rari, I crank up like Warren

Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep going
Why not risk life when it’s got keep going?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money

I’ma move me some dope like I’m Future
I’ma go in that bitch with a ruler
I’ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
I’ma keep a red flag cause I’m boolin’
I know some roller spaces, I could deul it
Yeah, yeah I’m screaming oh my god like Cooly
When I snort it , I feel like I run the work
If I ever die, he better drop his first
I’ve been getting money before the million, fuck Pandora
I can do this shit when I get bored

Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep going
Why not risk life when it’s got keep going?
When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…

We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money


Dae Dae & London On Da Track – Woke Up


[Intro]
Ain’t gon’ lie like
Mm-mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
(We got London On Da Track)
(God Damn)

[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
‘Posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it

[Verse 1]
Don’t you start tripping baby give me mingo (do that) (look)
Don’t you start cleaning up this fucking kitchen (bitch) (yuh)
Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick [waah] it (kick that shit) [hit]
You say ya gang bang nigga what you bang? [neighborhood] (What you bang?)
Nigga you don’t gang bang you ain’t got no stains
(Nigga what you claim?)
20 gang, (what?) murder gang (ooh)
Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang (bitch)
Billy with me, (who?) [turn up] F&N hanging out that ceiling with it (the truth fool)
Nine time out of ten, he ain’t really with it (he ain’t bout that shit)
He can’t survive in that pen if he was sentenced (he ain’t bout that shit)
Nigga better try it again if he thought he was fucking with me (what we doin)

[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it

[Verse 2]
Talk trap (what you sayin?)
Watch your mouth (what we doing?)
Fuck you mean? (How you do that) [turn up]
It’s my house (turn up on ’em)
Hundreds kill (woah)
Going to kill (yeah)
Any nigga [mm-mm]
That fucking feel [turn up]
Think they fucking with me (do what?)
Trunk fit in my truck since it’s all tall and shit (J high)
Still ride with Tuck that’s my dog bitch (Tuck what up?)
Semi’s never tuck, I will draw bitch (Glock on me)
As far as I know fuck the law (fuck 12)
They doing all the killing and I gotta watch my back cause I got 5 children, yeah (no, for real) [listen]
And they get bonds and they get appeals and that shit (what?) just can’t be real (really?) but I ain’t tripping cause I just

[Hook]

Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
‘Posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it

[Outro]
(what?)
Oh it feels so cold it’s so cold cold (burr)
Get up out my way, get out my way hoe (move)
I’ma get that money when I want (them racks)
I’ma get that money when I want to (turn up on em)
I’ma get that money when I want (let me run up one em)
I’ma get that money when I want to (I stun you homie)
I don’t know you homie
Yeah

Low life
Low life, low life, low life


Dae Dae – Woke Up letras

October 20, 2016

Lyrics

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[Intro]
(?)
Uh-uh-uh-uh
(We got London On Da Track)

[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it
[Verse 1]
Bout to start tripping baby give me (?)
Watch me start cleaning out this fucking kitchen
Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick it
Make ya say ya gang bang nigga what you bang?
Nigga you don’t gang bang you ain’t got no stains
20 gang, murder gang
Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang bitch
Billy with me, F&N hanging out that ceiling with it
Not talking about a tan, he ain’t really with it
Look he can’t survive in that pen if he was sentenced
A nigga better try again if he was fucking with me

[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it

[Verse 2]
Talk trap bitches in
Watch your mouth, what we’re doing?
Fuck you mean? How you do that
It’s my house, and I’m (?)
Hundreds kill, woah
Going to kill, yeah
Any nigga, woah
That fucking feel
That fucking with me
Truk feel my truck since that (?)
Still ride with Tuck that’s my dog bitch
Semi’s never tuck, I will draw bitch
As far as I know fuck the law
They do all the killing
And I gotta watch my back cause I got 5 children, yeah
And they get bonds and they get appeals
And that shit can’t be real but I ain’t tripping cause I just

[Hook]
Woke up with a sack
Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
Yeah I see you mugging
That shit there don’t mean nothing
Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
No I ain’t in my feelings
I’m just saying don’t start tripping
When I get to your home I’ll admit it

[Outro]
My heart feels so cold, it’s so cold-cold
Get up out my way, get out my way ho
I’ma get that money when I want to
I’ma get that money when I want to
Turn up on ’em
I’ma get that money when I want to
When you run up on ’em
I’ma get that money when I want to
(?) homie
I don’t know you homie, yeah
Low life, low life, low life


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