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Rkomi – Nuovo Range Lyrics (feat. Sfera Ebbasta)


[Testo di “NUOVO RANGE” ft. Sfera Ebbasta]

[Intro: Rkomi]
Oh-oh

[Strofa 1: Rkomi]
Ho pensato a cosa sei, per me sai cosa sei?
Qualcosa che non sai nemmeno te
Ho pensato tutta notte a noi, ma non lo so
Chi sei per me, per oggi chi se ne frega
La barba ti piace, ma se ti bacio, fa male
Vengo dalle popolari, ma sono un romanticone
Rapper a cui sto sul cazzo perché piace cosa faccio
Da ragazzino alla mamma, le palazzine in Via Padova
Nuovo Range e l’ho preso per lei
Un po’ per lei, un po’ per lei, un po’ perché mi piaceva
Lei si lamenta: “Mirko, dovе sei?”
Io non pensavo nemmеno che stessimo uscendo

[Pre-Ritornello: Rkomi]
O-ogni volta che scopo una donna che amo
Facciamo l’amore ore e ore
O-ogni volta che amo una donna che scopo
Parliam di qualcosa ore e ore

[Ritornello: Sfera Ebbasta]
Fatti un giro con me sopra il mio nuovo Range
Il tempo scorre veloce quando sono con te
No, non riesco a fermarmi finché non è troppo tardi
Vado a letto alle sei
E non so dove sei, non so più dove sono
Mentre scattano i flash, io e te usciamo dal back

[Strofa 2: Sfera Ebbasta]
Stavi sul nuovo Range, giocavi ai Power Rangers
Scendo il culo dal jet (Skrrt-skrrt), lo appoggio sul Mercedes
Io quelli come te li riconosco dai gesti

Hai i soldi di tuo padre, ma fai il video con i ferri
Posso comprarti Gucci, oppure Louis, oppure Fendi (Uh)
So che sei con lui, ma che tra un mese ti penti (No-no)
Ti porto a Miami sulla barca o sopra il jet ski (Skrrt-skrrt)
Per questi gioielli non bastano i tuoi stipendi (Brr)
E non (No) succederà più (No) che torni alle tre (Uh)
Se ti passo a prendere col Range
Quelle come te han solo bisogno d’amore

[Pre-Ritornello: Rkomi, Rkomi & Sfera Ebbasta]
O-ogni volta che scopo una donna che amo
Facciamo l’amore ore e ore
O-ogni volta che amo una donna che scopo
Parliam di qualcosa ore e ore

[Ritornello: Sfera Ebbasta]
Fatti un giro con me sopra il mio nuovo Range
Il tempo scorre veloce quando sono con te
No, non riesco a fermarmi finché non è troppo tardi
Vado a letto alle sei
E non so dove sei, non so più dove sono
Mentre scattano i flash, io e te usciamo dal back

[Outro: Rkomi]
O-ogni volta che scopo una donna che amo
Facciamo l’amore ore e ore
O-ogni volta che amo una donna che scopo
Parliam di qualcosa ore e ore
O-ogni volta che scopo una donna che amo
Facciamo l’amore ore e ore
O-ogni volta che amo una donna che scopo
Parliam di qualcosa ore e ore


Woman Who Got $50K Scholarship in Drake’s “God’s Plan” Video Graduate College


Destiny Paris James, who first appeared in Drake’s “God’s Plan” video, is graduating as she shares the joyous occasion of completing her Master’s degree journey with the financial help of the Canadian rapper.

On Wednesday, she shared photos of herself in a white dress complete with a sash draped around her neck and her cap in her hands as she looked off in the distance. James appeared in the 2018 video, which showed Drake surprising her and also further surprising her with a cheque of $50,000 to help her complete her education.

The South Carolina woman is graduating from the University of North Carolina’s Chapel Hill Gillings School of Global Public Health with a Master’s Degree in Public Health Behaviour.

At the time of her donation, she was still pursuing undergraduate education at the University of Miami. The donation by Drake covered parts of her undergraduate studies and her Master’s studies.

The now-23-year-old graduated in 2019 with her bachelor’s degree in public health and went on to pursue studies at UNC. She shared that the donation by Drake has helped her to achieve her lifelong goal of being certified in public health.

“Public Health has been a passion of mine since 2016 when my dad passed from stage 4 lung cancer,” she said in an interview to the Shade Room. “Obtaining this degree is something I will always be proud of! The obstacles I was able to overcome fueled my fire and I am so proud to say I am now a graduate of the #1 ranked public school for public health in the country.”

In a post shared on her social media announcing her graduation, she said, “Mama, I mastered it. Daddy, I did it,” in tribute to her father who died of cancer just as she completed her freshman year in Miami. “4 days until I am officially UNC Alum.”

Drake shared his pride at the announcement, responding via a comment – “LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DES,” he wrote, to which Destiny responded, “@champagnepapi [two blue heart emojis] THANK YOUUUU!!”

In a separate interview, James said she never applied for the scholarship from Drake. However, she was at the time applying for financial aid as an undergrad student. Her motivational essay eventually made the rounds to other departments, which explains why it probably reached Drake’s camp. She was eventually invited by the assistant vice president of university advancement to be featured in a video aimed at motivating the school’s alumni. Her reaction of surprise in “God’s Plan” was genuine as she had no idea what the video was about or who would be there, she said in a student newspaper interview.

“This was the surprise the whole time,” Destiny wrote in her 2018 Instagram post, which included photos of herself and the rapper after the video shoot. “Drake told me that he has read great things about me and appreciates how hard I’ve worked through so many trials and decided to give me $50K for my tuition. @champagnepapi THANK YOU SO MUCH!!’ You don’t understand what this means to me! I would’ve never imagined this happening to me. I’m just a girl from Denmark, SC that wants to MAKE IT and be somebody and for you to see my hard work means the world.”

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Iguana Death Cult – Miami Sun


Need it till I’m sleeping
Sleeping till I’m
Dreaming of Miami
For millions skies at least
I’ll never cross the water
But I know that I belong
Water send me beaches
With some coco in my pocket

Aaaaa, just go to sleep
Aaaaa, just go to sleep


Yungeen Ace Details His Encounter With 6ix9ine At His Show


Yungeen Ace is continuing to deny that he had a run-in backstage with fellow rapper Tekashi 6ix9ine during the rapper’s concert.

In and Instagram live stream with DJ Akademiks, 6ix9ine claimed that Florida rapper Yungeen Ace was backstage his show in Miami last week. 6ix9ine also claimed that the rapper, who he’s had beef with, walked right by him and did not step to him.

The beef between the two first started when Yungeen Ace called out Tekashi 6ix9ine for snitching and said he didn’t respect him. Ace did make a point, however, that he would work with 6ix9ine if given the opportunity as it was just business. Needless to say, the comment didn’t sit well with Tekashi, who was recently released from prison after serving a reduced sentence in exchange for his testimony which implicated several members of his former gang.

Speaking in the interview with DJ Akademiks, Tekashi said, “F*ck all that. Yungeen Ace was at my show yesterday. F*ck all of the things that we talking about. Street rappers were at my show yesterday. If they want the static, I was there. He was at the show. He was backstage, he seen me, everything.”

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The “Who I Smoke” rapper responded to Tekashi on his Instagram story, sharing the post with 6ix9ine’s claim and writing, “Mann dis ni**a so cap bra [laughing emoji]..wdf.”

Yungeen Ace’s denial story was sadly short-lived, as DJ Akademiks, who the rapper has also had beef with, later dug up a photo that showed the rapper was indeed at the Trillerfest event where Tekashi performed.

Yungeen Ace later explained the encounter in a live stream, saying he did see Tekashi, but the encounter did not quite happen how 6ix9ine said it did.

In the video, Ace said, “that ni**a was scared as f**k man.. then the nigga said he ain’t know me but he seen me in there. These ni**as trippin. This ni**a was in a car. This ni**a rolled past only time I seen this guy.”

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Ace went on to say that Tekashi was masked up, with his chains tucked, and he was basically hiding in his car.

Fans have since been calling out Ace, stating that he’s a straight-up liar. One user commented, “Thought he wasn’t there?” while another added, “You said you never seen him.”

On the other hand, one Tekashi 6ix9ine supporter declared, “THEY ALL TALK HOT ON THE INTERNET BUT CAN’T EVEN TOUCH HIM IN REAL LIFE.”

Fans are now anxiously awaiting 69’s response to the ‘he said, he said’ saga.

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Gucci Mane – Shit Crazy Lyrics


[Intro: BIG30 & Gucci Mane]
Twysted Genius, baby
Get back, get back
Yeah (Wop)
Ha, yeah
Ha

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I see these niggas hatin’, I ain’t losin’ sleep about it, though
Members creep like TLC, .223 shells out the Jeep
No one gon’ take care of me the way that I take care of me
Get booked in from security, your bodyguard ain’t scarin’ me
Put your friend in therapy, you know I did it, barely live
Askin’ me, “Take care of it,” I squash it if I pay the bills
I don’t plan to take his gang to play, no, I don’t play with them
I don’t freepick niggas, when I beef, I show no favoritism
Lil’ boy still need training wheels, these army guns, not baby pistols
All these folks and babies in my house, I’m like a babysitter
Gucci Mane, it’s Shiesty, twins, we bait ’em and then play the nigga
But shit get frenzy, twin F&N’s, stand on ten, I raised the nigga
Shootin’ first, then did the verse, my bank account go crazy, nigga
Police keep on tasin’ niggas, one shot killed him, matched the nigga
Shiesty, that’s my dawg, no [?], ain’t no way I’m tradin’, nigga
No shade, I’m too rich to fade, he ran up, so I blazed the nigga

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages

[Verse 2: BIG30]
Sent your mama to snitch on me, man, these niggas some bitches
Makin’ posts, sendin’ threats and shit, where I’m from, man, it’s snitchin’
Might jump out on your block with the semi and get to tickin’
Race to you with this choppa, stand over you ’til you finished
My niggas icky, so many choppas in one car, man, look, this shit ridiculous
We drove fourteen hours from Memphis with dope and some Glizzies
We keep steppin’ and keep on spinnin’, we constantly be sendin’
Choppa Gang run the city

[Chorus: BIG30]
Man, this shit crazy
I’m in Miami with Gucci, Rolls Royce look like flavors
This murder shit ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ shit on the daily
Lil’ bitch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ bitch she gazin’
Still trappin’ up out my flip, wish I could go trap out my pages


Tekashi 6ix9ine Returning To The Stage After Almost Losing Millions In Jewelry


Tekashi 6ix9ine is ready to retake the stage after he almost had his chain snatched during his last performance.

Since becoming a free man again, Tekashi 6ix9ine has been keeping it high-key on the gram though perhaps low-key in real life. This weekend, things changed when he made his grand return to the stage in Orlando, Florida for his first live performance since his release. Prior to this, the rapper who has earned a reputation in hip-hop for being a rat was often threatened and intimidated about making certain appearances.

6ix9ine scoffed at his opps this weekend in Orlando when he not only put on a high-energy performance in the club but also decided to crowd-surf. During the time that he was at the mercy of his screaming fans when he dived recklessly into the audience, the rapper had his hat knocked off, and his $2 million chains were next. Lucky for 6ix9ine after his jewelry was yanked by fans, a member of his security team retrieved it from the ground.

Amidst the close-call performance, the New York rapper took to Instagram in true gang culture fashion to boast that he still has his chain. “He NoT GonNa bE Able tO cOmE ouTsiDE,” 6ix9ine captioned a video of the incident on the gram. “JUMPED IN THE CROWD WITH ALL MY JEWELRY 2,000,000 WORTH. REAL LIFE > THE INTERNET If you mad just say that don’t @ me.”

Many would think the rapper would consider taking a short hiatus from the stage after this incident, but instead, he continued to taunt his opps on social media, promoting yet another upcoming show in Miami. “THEY SAID HE CANT DO NO SHOWS IN AMERICA,” 6ix9ine wrote. “THIS SATURDAY MIAMI. MIAMI MARINE STADIUM. THE BEST PERFORMANCE YOU HAVE EVER SEEN !! SEE YOU THERE.”

While the rapper can simply opt to stay on the stage this time, some still question whether his live performances are a good idea right now. Do you think Tekashi 6ix9ine is taking a huge risk with this next show in Miami?

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IDK – Frontin (Pharrell Cover) Lyrics


[Intro]
Uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Don’t wanna sound full of myself or rude
But you ain’t looking at no other dudes
‘Cause you love me
So you think about a chance
You find yourself trying to do my dance
Maybe ’cause you love me
Ladies

[Pre-Chorus]
So then we tried thinking it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’ (You know I want you, babe)
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t carе at all
But you know I want ya (You should stop frontin’, babe)

[Verse 2]
Tryna be the bеst girlfriend you could be
But still you peak and look at me, and girl, I love it
Uh-huh, uh
Then you give your other girls a show
Tell her you gon’ call her, ask how it was
And she’s gon’ love it, woah-oh-oh-oh

[Pre-Chorus]
So then we tried singing it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’, you know I want you, babe
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya, you should stop frontin’, babe

[Bridge]
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

[Verse 3]
She said I picture bright red stop signs
I picture “Don’t walk here” [?] mop signs
I picture all of the bullshit we been through
Now you just picture the picture of what I picture when I picture you
Picture two pictures of lemonade, the sweetest of lips
You used to pitch me the idea that you want my dick
Whenever we split like banana and empty the clip
‘Cause we be at war then come together like an eclipse
Because of the stick, the stigma shouldn’t be like this
But shit, the stigma of crossin’ lines, reason we trip
And fallin’ in love but true gon’ fall from above
A shot of the cupid ’til it crosses the flock of a dove
And that’s a fancy way of sayin’ you ain’t shit
After all this time, this is what I get?
Like the slang of a Miami nigga, in his words
“You the opposite of truth, you ain’t legit, legit”
I’m tryna flip the switch
Of feelings as you insist to bitch
But momma taught me never call a girl out of her name
For now, you and I [?]

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’, you know I want you, babe
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya, you should stop frontin’, babe

[Outro]
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah


Groovenics – Booty Barn Lyrics


You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ass
So I can hit it really fast
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

Smoochie boochie you old hoochie coochie
Ride you in in the style of a poochie
As long as you got that mile wide booty Ill get fruity
If you turn mutt baby you won’t become my slut
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the bitches in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice

Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ice
So I can drink you like a slice
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice
Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams


Lil Wayne & Kodak Black Pardoned By President Trump In Last-Minute Spree


Lil Wayne and Kodak Black can breathe a sigh of relief today after Trump granted them clemency.

Outgoing President Donald Trump has pardoned over 150 persons and commutations, sources within the President’s administration has revealed in the early morning of his last day in office. Trump spends his final full day in office- January 19, 2021, finalizing his list of pardons, and it turns out that rappers Lil Wayne and Kodak Black made the list.

According to three CNN news sources, the batch of clemency actions includes white-collar criminals, high-profile rappers, and others but does not include the President, who has been reported as suggesting that he would seek to pardon himself and his children before leaving office. It seems that did not happen after his lawyers advised him against it.

“President Trump granted a full pardon to Dwayne Michael Carter Jr., also known as ‘Lil Wayne,’” White House press secretary Kayleigh McEnany said in a statement to the press. “Mr. Carter pled guilty to possession of a firearm and ammunition by a convicted felon, owing to a conviction over 10 years ago. Brett Berish of Sovereign Brands, who supports a pardon for Mr. Carter, describes him as ‘trustworthy, kind-hearted and generous.’”

“Mr. Carter has exhibited this generosity through commitment to a variety of charities, including donations to research hospitals and a host of foodbanks. Deion Sanders, who also wrote in support of this pardon, calls Mr. Wayne ‘a provider for his family, a friend to many, a man of faith, a natural giver to the less fortunate, a waymaker, [and] a game changer.’”

Lil Wayne was a staunch Trump supporter and ally during his election campaign last year, so it comes as no surprise that he was pardoned by the outgoing President. The full list of names was released to the press at approximately 1 AM on the morning of the inauguration. Lil Wayne was facing a gun charge – possession of firearm during a 2019 search of his jet. The rapper’s jet was searched after landing at the Miami airport, where authorities found what Wayne said was a father’s day gift- a gold plated gun as well as marijuana in his bag.

Just had a great meeting with @realdonaldtrump @potus besides what he’s done so far with criminal reform, the platinum plan is going to give the community real ownership. He listened to what we had to say today and assured he will and can get it done. ?? pic.twitter.com/Q9c5k1yMWf

— Lil Wayne WEEZY F (@LilTunechi) October 29, 2020

Weezy remains a controversial personality in hip hop and received heavy backlash, especially from the black community after meeting with Trump and declaring his support for the then President and encouraging African Americans- a key demographic in the contentious 2020 election, to vote for Trump.

Controversial Florida rapper Kodak Black, whose real name is Bill Kapri, was also pardoned after he took to his social media accounts to make an appeal to Trump for a pardon in exchange for donating millions of dollars to charity last year.

“Kodak Black is a prominent artist and community leader,” McEnany said in the statement. “He has served nearly half of his sentence. Before his conviction and after reaching success as a recording artist, Kodak Black became deeply involved in numerous philanthropic efforts. In fact, he has committed to supporting a variety of charitable efforts, such as providing educational resources to students and families of fallen law enforcement officers and the underprivileged. In addition to these efforts, he has paid for the notebooks of school children, provided funding and supplies to daycare centers, provided food for the hungry, and annually provides for underprivileged children during Christmas. Most recently while still incarcerated, Kodak Black donated $50,000 to David Portnoy’s Barstool Fund, which provides funds to small businesses affected by the COVID-19 pandemic. Kodak Black’s only request was that his donation go toward restaurants in his hometown.”

According to one source, the pardon does not come at zero cost as the President is expecting to collect later on his favor. “Everything is a transaction. He likes pardons because it is unilateral. And he likes doing favors for people he thinks will owe him.”

Among the people who received a pardon from Donald Trump include Death Row Records co-founder Michael “Harry O” Harrison, who got his sentence commuted after Snoop Dogg and his allies successfully lobbied the Trump administration.


Alus – No No Lyrics


Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s
Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh

Cut me check
Cop me a Wraith, ah-ha
Stars on the roof
Birkin in my safe, ah-ha
Wrist on a flood
Open the gates
Show me some love
When I step on the stage, uh

I just hopped off a boat in Miami (oh!)
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy (oh!)
My sugar daddy asking me for candy

Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s

Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh
Hundreds in the case
Diamonds on my waist
I ain’t talking Maybelline when I say get up out my face
His type just be the freaks
A Petey Pablo Freek-A-Leek
I ain’t hittin’ on a pretty bitch when I say I wanna peak

I just hopped off a boat in Miami (oh!)
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy (oh!)
My sugar daddy asking me for candy

Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s
Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh


Blac Chyna – Seen Her Lyrics


[Verse: 1]
Fine China, Chyna doll
I’m just tryna ball, ’till my money gets tall like the china walls
Sorry, if you ain’t getting no views there’s no time to talk
Look, back when I was getting down I ain’t seein no sign of y’all

[Pre-Chorus:]
See money talk bullshit, walk on a toilet roll
Trill bitch, I’m the type you wait your whole life for
See I’m the type of bitch your wifey might just turn dyke for
I’m the type to make your hubby leave you just for one night (oh!)

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Verse: 2]
Grab that new thing and pull up the dice
I’m swerving round lights in Miami vibes killer way
And f*ck with a broke hoe a sucker say
I’m a star bitch when I’m gon see her it ain’t no cut her wave
Every move I ever make hit the front page
If you ain’t in your bag in the safe you just in the way
I just might roll me up a check and f*ck me up the day
Rich bitch, gotta get it quick, quick on the lay

[Pre-Chorus:]
See money talk bullshit, walk on a toilet roll
Trill bitch, I’m the type you wait your whole life for
See I’m the type of bitch your wifey might just turn dyke for

I’m the type to make your hubby leave you just for one night (oh!)

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Verse: 3]
Shawty bad hot girls p*ssy smell like dirt
Throewing green money black louie, white fur
Gotta sign on my back that say put the money right here
Gotta sign outside my bruch save y’all fella right here
Shawty bad hot girls p*ssy smell like dirt
Throwing green money black louie, white fur
Gotta sign on my back that say put the money right here
Gotta sign outside my bruch save y’all fella right here

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Outro:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her


Fuerza Regida – Ando Contento Lyrics (feat. Natanael Cano)


[Letra de “Ando Contento” ft. Natanael Cano]

[Verso 1: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
En carros nuevos siempre ando
Con las puertas de mariposa
Se agüitan porque lo hago mejor
Y porque salí de las calles sin diamantes
Con diamantes aunque les arda
Ahora porque tengo las pacas
La dejas según me conocen
Los billetes ahora están llegando
Yo sé que les está pesando a los lacras
Que según, fueron mis hermanos

[Coro: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
Pero yo sigo viviendo mi vida loca
Chicago, Nueva York, Miami, muchas morras
Ando contento
Givenchy, Balenciaga ropa, la más cara
Me vio tu hermana y se quedó con las ganas
Ando contento
Y a tu vieja me la llevo
¡Eah!

[Interludio: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
Y si les queda, pónganse el saco

Pura Fuerza Regida
Y su compa, Natanael Cano, viejones
Yes, jajaja

[Verso 2: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Regida]
Y en restaurantes más finos
Con calamare’ en mi plato
Donde come uno comen todo’
Eso ya está bien comprobado
Si no pregúntele a mi clicka que es mi respaldo

[Coro: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Rgida]
Pero yo sigo viviendo mi vida loca
Chicago, Nueva York, Miami, muchas morras
Ando contento
Givenchy, Balenciaga ropa, la más cara
Me vio tu hermana y se quedó con las ganas
Ando contento
Y a tu vieja me la llevo

[Outro: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Regida]
Yes sir
That’s right
Peace out, fool
Let me know how my dick taste, nigga
¡Ajá!


Bad Bunny – Bendiciones Lyrics


[Letra de “BENDICIONES”]

[Intro]
Estoy aquí porque Dios tuvo planes conmigo
Gracia’ a ustede’ y a lo’ mío’ soy agradecido
¿Tumbarme a mí? Mis enemigo’ no han podido
Yo estoy bendecío’

[Coro]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Chavo’ pa’ to’ el mundo
En el club botella’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Salud y vida pa’ to’ el mundo
En el club botella’ pa’ to’ el mundo, eh
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron

[Verso]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ los que me maldicen
Y que me perdonen si yo algo le’ hice
No hables de hipocresía, no, que se contradicen
Yo combino las Yeezy, ey, con los día’ grise’
So, no hables de eso, háblame de progreso
Ello’ me sacan el de’o mientra’ yo le’ tiro beso’, ey (Muah)
Mi vida e’ un V.I.P y tu mala vibra no entra aquí
Me estoy cuidando del viru’ y de lo’ envidioso’

Yo sigo siendo el mismo, no me llevo con famoso’, no
Arrebata’o, viendo todo borroso
Gracia’ al sol por otro día hermoso
Que Dios proteja a los niño’ y a lo’ mayore’
A la’ enfermera’ y los doctore’
A Puerto Rico de huracane’ y temblore’
Yo tengo fe de que vendrán día’ mejore’, ey
Y que saldrán nuevo’ colore’
La vida es corta y yo quiero más amores
Por ahora sigo hablando con las flores
Un phillie pa’l estrés y alcohol pa’ los dolores

[Puente]
Y hoy me levanté con gana’ de abrazar a mami
De janguear bien loco por Miami
La felicidad me canceló una cita
Pero siempre doy buena’ vibra’ por si alguien la’ necesita

[Coro]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Salud y vida pa’ to’ el mundo
Desde acá un abrazo pa’ to’ el mundo, eh
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron, yeh (Yeh, yeh)


Rick Ross – Summer Reign Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Summer reign
Let’s let the top down
H Money
Convertible music

[Chorus: Summer Walker & Rick Ross]
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
‘Cause you told me you would be my everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me (I got it, uh)
We could hustle this together, you and me
‘Cause I told you I could be your everything (Yes)
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Double M the logo, let the hustle take its course (Maybach Music)
I let you fuck me once, you wanna make me yours
Gucci shopping bags, I stuff ’em in the 4×4’s
Stop at Louis, post a picture, kill ’em, no remorse
Kill the lights, let’s light a candle, come and fuck the boy (Boy)
Whisper nothings in my ear you know that I’ll enjoy (Ah)
What you talkin’ not a problem ’cause I handle yours
50 stacks a pocket really just for amateurs (Haha)
Lickin’ on your neck, might wake up pissing in a cup (Huh)
Threw Belaire bottles on ice just for me to bust (Yes)
When you do it like I do, I make you fall in love
Never slippin’ but the difference is the all above

[Chorus: Summer Walker & Rick Ross]
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
‘Cause you told me you would be my everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me
We could hustle this together, you and me
‘Cause I told you I could be your everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me, yeah (Huh)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Kissing on you might create some freaky scenes
Playing in your weave before I spark my weed
Fuck you on the beach, then order UberEats
Come to this crib in Lamborghini trucks, then lose my keys
New hairdo, she do it big, the stack just for the wig
Tinted windows on the whip, Richard on her wrist
Look at how I live, this young nigga rich (Huh)
A car wash every day, that dirty money bliss
Cocaine residue all on my Fendi shoes
Wanna see you shine, that’s if we win or lose
Told her she can pick my casket and my favorite suit (Yeah)
We pray we only lasted if we kept it true (True)
Move you to Miami, that’s how gangsters play (Boss)
Ass filling out her Fashion Nova every day
Time is money, and it’s been a minute now
She a centerfold, every night I pin it down

[Chorus: Summer Walker]
All I ask is that you hold it down for me (Hold it down)
‘Cause you told me you would be my everything (Hold it down)
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me (Put it on me, baby, yeah)
We could hustle this together, you and me (Oh, yeah)
‘Cause I told you I could be your everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me (Baby)

[Outro: Summer Walker]
All I ask is that you hold it down for me
‘Cause I told you I would be your everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me, baby
We could hustle this together, you and me
‘Cause I told you I would be your everything
If it’s love, then baby, put it on me


Juice WRLD – Under Her skin-hells kitchen Lyrics


Play this song

[Chrous]
Oh hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the perks on the bench
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tells me that shell never play love games again
Wo ohhh my lullabies get under her sky
Shes ballin her eyes out from the bench
[verse 1]
She dont got no choice she resort to the beans oh
Every day she lives and die for beans oh
New drug dealer whats his innn fooo
Her plus heartbreak equals xans
Need a new equation she gonna die trynna do the math
Suicidal tendency she hopin that they end it fast

Fit it all in a Fendi bag
She don’t even smoke the gas
She been sleep for three days
Cutting up missing class teacher called asked whats wrong slurring back you say he gone
Running up out of diamonds you look down at your dresser
You see an 8 ball of all pure Columbian pleasure
It was left by that dude you tried to fuck to forget me
You snort a line of hella perk to see which one is better
Walking around in your mind picking up my belongings
I got a lot of shit here its been taking forever
Walking around in your heart with some fuel and some fire
The same fire tatted on me heart destroyer forever goodbye
[Chorus]
Hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the perks on the bench
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tells me that shell never play love games again
Wo ohhh my lullabies get under her sky
Like the itch from the perks on the bench
Aww she balling out her eyes from the bench
She don’t got not choice she resorts to the gossip
[Verse 2]
Always in my business
Wondering what I’m sipping
En-now I’m living
A lot of things are different
You not being here is what I was missing
Feel like I’m in a heaven house
Still pour up in a Hell’s Kitchen
In Chicago making heartbreak songs eating on some hell’s chicken

Miami calling me oh oh those calls im missin
Im calling the ambulance oh oh the thotty you was sickein sickein(sicknin)
Trippin sip sippin 3 6 in a cup like its memphis
Oh I’m drippin new girl got hoes she pimpin
We got we share em get it make her eat you out bitch get it
Lets hope that she been on my mind quit it
Unlike her, I know how to mind business

Oh oh oh lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul
Rocka bye baby ARE YOU ready to die
[Chorus]
Oh hope my lullabies get under her skin
Like the itch from the perks on the bench
She balling out her eyes from the bench
She tells me that shell never play love games again
Wo ohhh my lullabies get under her sky
Shes ballin her eyes out from the bench
She dont got no choice she resorts to the

Oh oh lullabies in your dome spread insanity through your soul
Rock a bye baby are you ready to die

Lullabies in your dome spread insanity thorugh your soul
Rocka bye baby are you ready to die die die


Denzel Curry – CAROLMART Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro]
You know, being from Dade County
We do the fly shit naturally, man
We do the stuntin’ shit naturally, why?
Huh, ’cause we blendin’ in with the environment man, haha
Ayy
FnZ
Oh damn
South Florida might the most beautifulest place in the land, homie
Look at all these bad bitches
How can you not ride with one in the drop?
How can you not catch a stunt in the most perfectest weather the Earth’s got?

[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
I got a pocket full of money and my teeth glitter
It’s somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
A real-ass nigga from the 305
I was raised off of Trina, Trick, Rick, and Plies
When it comes to that green shit, I am anti
‘Cause I’d rather see a man live than a man die
Run down or you run track, oh, that boy cat
Get the gat, make it go brrat, leave that boy flat
All black, make the back block look like Baghdad
Play the track, it’s a special way I fold my flag, uh

[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
Pocket full of money and my teeth glitter
Somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh
I got a pocket full of money and my teeth glitter
It’s somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Hear the bass down the block ’cause the trunk keep knockin’
Got them bushidō blades ’cause the rims keep choppin’
UM for the swag to get Miami poppin’
You could smoke a lil’ weed long as you ain’t flockin’
Put Dade on the map, gotta stay with a strap
Stay away from a roach ’cause they raidin’ the trap
I’m the Raiden of rap when they tell that boy, “Finish him”
It’s nothin’ but fatalities, them crackers gon’ sentence ’em, huh

[Chorus: Ice Billion Berg]
Pocket full of money, and my teeth glitter
Somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth glitter
It’s somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh
I got a pocket full of money, and my teeth glitter
It’s somethin’ ’bout bein’ a trill ass nigga
I’m so fresh
I’m so fresh

[Outro]
It depends on if the bitches feel like playin’ today
But you know they always with it, Curry, hah
Ayy, I’m out this bitch, man, Yayo


Moneybagg Yo – Toxic Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro]
I ain’t even gon’ lie, like
This shit hard tryna repair the trust and shit
When I was all in your face, why you ain’t say it then?
Wait ’til I leave to send texts and shit

[Chorus]
Never know how you feelin’, want me to guess it (Want me to guess it)
How we go from fighting and yelling to sexing? (Can you tell me?)
Can’t leave you ‘lone, I’m obsession ’bout your complexion (How you coming)
But like bad service on FaceTime, got poor connection (Poor connection)

[Verse]
What this is? What we doin’?
All of this arguing, I can’t do it
One day you love me, the next day you through with me
Tellin’ your friend the shit you gon’ do with me
You was my rider, holding it down
You was my queen, gave you the crown (True)
When I get back, we can sit down (Why?)
Ain’t tryna deal with this shit right now (No, hey)
I was ridin’ one night, thinkin’ ’bout that shit you said (Said)
I just looked at your text message, left your shit on read (What it say?)
You just want me in rotation, playin’ with my head (What else?)
And you always tryna hide me, ain’t no Easter egg (Ain’t April)
Disrespectful ho, this bitch that we go back and forth (Forth)
Then after that we suckin’, fuckin’, lovin’, makin’ noise (Ugh)
I let you push the Wraith around because what’s mine is yours (Straight up)
Sometimes we don’t get along, this shit feel like a chore (I don’t like it)
I swear you the trillest, I don’t know no other
Show me you with me and ride like a shuttle
I put the dick on you and eat you like supper
I hold up your legs and I spread ’em like butter (Ugh, I cut her)
Yeah, tell me, just what is we doin’? (Huh?)
I been through some shit, man, I’m ruined (I am)
I’ll deal with this when I’m not touring (Ooh)
Rollin’ up loud, my head in the clouds (Head in the air, thinkin’ ’bout shit)
Like property, feel like I’m lost and I’m found (It feel like I’m off and I’m on with you)
I kept evolving, you ain’t grow (No)
Hoes will go when you say no (So)
When I’m sleep, you scroll and post
You doin’ too much, now you doin’ the most
Flew you to Cali, out to Miami
When you get home, back unhappy (Crazy)
Now you lurkin’, lookin’ for shit
Tried to slap me, now we jackin’
Leaving is easier said than done
Didn’t wanna seem like I left you for dead
I knew you would let that shit go to your head
And say that I changed for the bread
Swear I’m playin’ under you with another bitch, man, look, stop it
Comin’ like I’m gon’ against the grain, tellin’ me that I’m oppin’
Lettin’ emotions get the best of you when you know how I’m rockin’
Go through way more bad than good, how we let this shit get toxic?

[Chorus]
Never know how you feelin’, want me to guess it (Want me to guess it)
How we go from fighting and yelling to sexing? (Can you tell me?)
Can’t leave you ‘lone, I’m obsession ’bout your complexion (How you coming)
But like bad service on FaceTime, got poor connection (Poor connection)


Juice WRLD – Sadness Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro]
We’re laying in bed
I lock eyes, our eyes lock

[Chorus]
Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars and i’m star struck
You fell from the stars
Girl am I lost?
We’re down, we’re sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won’t, treat you like the rest of those guys, oh

[Verse 1]
I’m of the percs, you don’t condone it
You say it makes me act atrocious
But I can’t stand life when i’m sober
Take my heart, I’ll hand it over
6 months in it gets colder, I don’t want us to be over
Let’s make love until we die, and let’s fuck til we slumpt over
Be my first date, I know you hate to see my bleed
I don’t deserve your love, I tend to fuck up everything
It feels like i’m not enough, ‘nough, ‘nough, ‘nough
This a conversation, not a love song

[Chorus]
Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars and i’m star struck
You fell from the stars
Girl am I lost?
We’re down, we’re sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won’t, treat you like the rest of those guys, oh

[Verse 2]
I wanna know, is it gonna be forever or temporary?
If you leave it’ll hurt, keep the tissue ready
Got the drugs on the table, I’m ready
Put Rick on your slippers, no Cinderella
Remember when you went to the fortune teller
She told you we need each other
Ha, what if she’s trippin’, i’m just kidding
Back to the main focus, I think that you’re gorgeous
You love the way that I stroke it, signing my name on your neck
You use to make potions, play around with witchcraft
I wonder if you put that in my lean and I drank that

[Chorus]
Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars and i’m star struck
You fell from the stars
Girl am I lost?
We’re down, we’re sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won’t, treat you like the rest of those guys, oh

[Bridge]
We met in the twilight zone
I fall apart, but you keep me whole
We met on the west coast, but i still see Miami in your soul

[Chorus]
Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars and i’m star struck
You fell from the stars
Girl am I lost?
We’re down, we’re sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won’t, treat you like the rest of those guys, oh


Quando Rondo – Neighborhood Hero Lyrics


Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, ooh, uh, ayy
Quando Rondo, nigga
Relly Made
(They locked up my nigga Pablo, they hit him with a RICO
Spin on they block with my sawed-off, but keep that on the D-low
Lil’ shawty look just like a model, a neighborhood hero
I fuck with… lil’ mama, I fuck with her people)

[Chorus]
I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
I know, she know, he know
But he don’t know I know, we know
I know, he know, she know
But they don’t know I know
I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

[Verse 1]
I really came from the trenches, I had to grind to get it
I got no love for these bitches, I gotta chase these benjis
I came from posted on the corner grippin’ on extensions
Spin on they block, I’ma let off some shots
And I swear I won’t leave ’til somebody be missin’
I don’t know how to park that brand new Bentley
Got the gears unlocked, that’s why they envy
Got a real big bag, if you want it, I’ll spend it
I come from the trenches, they call me Lil Dangerous
They must’ve said you know I sent it
Got a real big Glock and the clip extended
No overlap mall, I shop at Lenox
On the dope boy block, drip in Givenchy
She want Chanel on her feet, brand new Louis V
We just spent a load at Christian D, we don’t do Gucci
We can go and make a lil’ movie, is you here with me?
I don’t know why the fuck you do just what you do to me, woah

[Chorus]
I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
I know, she know, he know
But he don’t know I know, we know
I know, he know, she know
But they don’t know I know
I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

[Verse 2]
Speak on my name, don’t even know me, just make sure you speakin’ facts
I’m nothin’ like them broke kids, baby, I’ma spend them racks
Every time them hitters miss, I drop ten bands, they spinnin’ back
I’m never trippin’ ’bout the pack, I lose it then get it right back
Got Bonnie and Doja, that Doja smoke just like some crack
And every time I count the green and load the clip, she pour my Act’
She’s nothin’ like these other hoes, she know to throw it back
She look at me just like a boss, I drip that sauce, she dig my swag

[Chorus]
I put some VV’s in my teeths and that shit cost a kilo
Spin on they block for like a week, but keep that on the D-low
I’ma put some pennies in the streets just to feed my lil’ people
My youngin up Miami heat at the three just like D-Rose
I know, she know, he know
But he don’t know I know, we know
I know, he know, she know
But they don’t know I know
I know she know, but keep that on the D-low
He know I know, I fuck ’round with her people
I know, oh, that neighborhood hero
I know, I don’t know, my neck below zero

[Outro]
I fucked around her people
But keep that on the D-low
The neighborhood hero
I know, he know, she know


Kodak Black – Christmas in Miami Lyrics


[Intro]
Ayy, I don’t know if I wanna call this detox ’cause I’m like… I’m puttin’ away a lot of old shit just so I can be with this one individual, but at the same time, all I really want for Christmas is her

[Verse 1]
I put the Glizzys down so I could be with you
I put the Remy down, I don’t want no more of this juice, yeah
I put the Henny down, I’ma throw away the Goose, yeah
‘Cause I be showin’ out, another side of truth, yeah
India, I had loved you like you mine, babe
You was runnin’ all through my head, you gave me migraines, mmm
I cannot lie and say that I’m fine
Took another sip to write this rhyme, ooh
I cannot lie and say that I’m fine
Took another bitch to ease my mind, ayy

[Chorus]
Now I’ma spend my Christmas in Miami
I’ma be in Miami, I’ma be in Mi—

[Verse 2]
I’m from Broward, but my lady from Miami
I’ma hit her with no Jim Beam, show her to my family
They so curious, but we not into y’all
She say, “Period,” I be like, “Periodt”
She can have any nigga, I can get like any broad
She don’t be milkin’ me, but she be milkin’ y’all
I know you prolly dealt with a few celebrities
But I don’t even care, I need you next to me
Can you see the best of me? Want you to marry me?
Would you say yes to me? Want you to marry me this year
Even get down on my knees, pull out that carat ring
And don’t embarrass me, want you to marry me this year
Am I movin’ too fast? ‘Cause I’ll slow it down
You the only reason I felt like puttin’ down my four pound
You the only reason I ain’t runnin’ ’round with them hunnid rounds
Slidin’ ’round in an opp’s town, you the only reason I ain’t locked down
I just wanna love you, baby, just don’t make no fool of me
I know on your birthday I ain’t gotta buy you jewelry
I know on your birthday I ain’t gotta splurge you
Just because it’s Christmas, you don’t need a Birkin
And you all I want for Christmas
You all I want for Christmas
You all I want for Christmas (It’s you, love)

[Outro]
It’s you
It’s you
I know it, I know it’s you


Sheck Wes – Never Lost Lyrics


[Intro]
Mudboy
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Time never wasted and love never lost
Talent done took me places never been
You don’t know why, why, you love me so much
You never had love, but felt it before
Where I came from, they shootin’ the four (Mudboy)
Where I come from, no books in the stores (Bitch)
Where I come from, there’s hate and no love

[Verse 2]
My cousins’ behavior startin’ to rub off
I’m pickin’ up on their bad habits
My mother said that she don’t like it at all
She sendin’ me back ’cause she can’t have it
She can’t have it (She wanna send me back)
But it’s time never wasted and love never lost
Time never wasted and love never lost (I ain’t tryna hear that shit)
Time never wasted and love never lost (So, uh)
Time never wasted and love never lost (Mudboy)
Time never wasted and… kill, kill (Bitch)
Kill, kill (Bitch)

[Verse 3]
Bitch, yeah, gettin’ straight to the bag (That bag)
Countin’ nothin’ but cash (Check)
Hoes love me and they love, uh shakin’ that ass
Uh, ’cause Sheck Wes got that ever
Lastin’, everlastin’, got that ever Glad bag
Hoes glad when they pick up cash
Young Sheck Wes, I walk out, I walk out
Real quick, real fast (Fast, dash)
Damn, got the trunk out, uh, trunk in the nose
Uh, throw up L when I pose
Uh, young Sheck Wes pull up to the show (Show)
What they screamin’? “Live Sheck Wes”
What they screamin’ (Uh)? “Don’t die Sheck Wes (Uh)
We need you here Sheck Wes (Uh)
You gotta stay alive Sheck Wes”
I will, uh (Kill)
Motherfuckers won’t kill, uh (Kill)
I got motherfuckers
Niggas too real, uh (Real, real)
My niggas too real, uh (Real, real)
Your niggas too L-I-E (Kill, kill)
My niggas will kill, uh
My niggas will D-I-E uh
For M-E, yes Sheck Wes (Ain’t nothin’ but L’s, kill)
Hot like Miami
And I ain’t goin’ back so fuck that
I don’t care about none of that other shit (Miami)
Fuck that (Telemundo)
Yeah, you wanna know why?
Sheck Wes running the full court on ’em

[Refrain]
‘Cause niggas out here will kill, kill
Young niggas gotta eat, eat-eat
Young niggas gotta get a mil’, mil’
Young niggas grew steel (Uh)
These young niggas too real, real
Niggas out here gettin’ killed (Get killed)
These young niggas too real (Too real)
Niggas out here gettin’ killed (Uh uh, lust gang)
These young niggas too real
Gotta eat, gotta eat, gotta get a mil’
Clear mine, nigga, I’ma steal (Steal)
These young niggas too real (Too real)
These young niggas too real, real (Bitch)
These young niggas too real (Too real)
Kill, kill, kill, got a flip list
Kill, kill, kill, got a flip list

[Verse 4]
Add on to the killings like Michael B. Jordan (Uh)
In Wakanda on the Black Panther (Uh)
I’ma add on to the skin (Uh, uh)
Yes Sheck Wes I be goin’ in, goin’ in
I be goin’ in like a porn-star (Porn-star)
Yes Sheck Wes I be goin’ in, goin’ in
Going in like a motherfucking all-star (All-star)
I’ma, uh, all-star to her
Yes Sheck Wes got all-star to her
Like it’s 9-5
Bitch I’m darker than a motherfuckin’ Waka-Wakanda

[Refrain]
Kill, kill
Niggas gotta kill, kill
Niggas gotta eat, eat, eat (Kill, kill)
Niggas gotta get that mil’, mil’

[Outro]
Time never wasted and love never lost
Time never wasted and love never lost
Time never wasted and time never wasted
And time never wasted and love never lost
Time never wasted and love never lost (Forgiving)
My talents done took me where I never been
(Kill, kill, niggas gotta eat)
Time never wasted and love never lost
My talents done took me where I never been (Bitch)
Time never wasted and love never lost


Marc Anthony – Esta Rico lyrics


[Intro: Will Smith, Bad Bunny & Marc Anthony]
Marc Anthony
Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be-be-be
Will Smith
Haciendo historia
Haha, woo

[Pre-Coro: Marc Anthony]
Tú quieres algo y se te ve
Aquí hay ambiente pa’ ahora y pa’ después
Ya tú probaste, la otra vez
Por eso sabes-

[Coro: Marc Anthony]
Que esto está rico
Está rico
Está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico
Está rico
Esto está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico

[Verso 1: Will Smith]
Hola, yes, it’s the Prince
In an unmarked car with the tints
Marc Anthony with the new anthem
Yeah, I know, is a lil’ intense
Ferragamo on the collar
We gon’ mash a throttle in Miami harbor
Girl, you want me like a shadow
You make the move, make it matter
Hey now, well I guess we can play now
Blend my Philly way now
With your latina sway now
Sacude tu cadera (pull up!)
Always taking pictures (woo!)
Laughing, blowing kisses
I think you’re delicious
Marc, what this is?

[Coro: Marc Anthony & Will Smith]
Está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Que está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes-

[Verso 2: Bad Bunny]
Ey, si tú tienes un novio, mami, no lo digas
Enamora’o de ese culo, Dios lo bendiga
Ey, tráete a tus amigas
Dura, dura, dura, ella no tiene liga
Desde aquí pa’l bote
Chiquita con el booty bien grandote
Me lo hace ricote (ye)
Me pone bellaco y hace que se note
Échate el spray
Vamos pa’ la sombra que hoy te voy hacer las de Grey (¡wouh!)
Si quieres te echo otro pero dame un break

[Coro: Marc Anthony, Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
Que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
Tú sabes que esto está rico (oh-oh)
Está rico (oh-oh)
Esto está rico (oh-oh)
(Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be)
Tú sabes-

[Verso 3: Marc Anthony]
¿Dónde?
Donde sea rico si es contigo
Da lo mismo Nueva York o Londres
Si quieres te llevo a Puerto Rico
Y lo hacemos rico

[Puente: Will Smith & Marc Anthony]
Sacude tu cadera (oooh-oooh)
Always taking pictures
Laughing, blowing kisses (oooh-oooh)
I think your delicious
Sacude tu cadera (oooh-oooh)
Always taking pictures
Laughing, blowing kisses (oooh-oooh)
I think your delicious

[Pre-Coro: Marc Anthony]
Tú quieres algo y se te ve
Aquí hay ambiente pa’ ahora y pa’ después
Ya tú probaste la otra vez
Por eso sabes-

[Coro: Marc Anthony, Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
Que esto está rico
Esto está rico
Esto está rico
Tú sabes que esto está rico
Esto está rico

[Outro: Will Smith & Bad Bunny]
For the people, one time
Alright you gotta play that again
You gotta play that again
Thats fire right?
Yeah, esto está rico
Y tú estas rica, hoy yo te lo hago bien rico
Ey, como lo hacemos en Puerto Rico
Bad Bunny baby-be-be-be-be-be


Nicki Minaj – Miami lyrics


[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and shit

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I flew in from Trinidad, peep this nigga pressin’
I think that he popped a molly ’cause look how he sweatin’
I’ma let my niggas rob him as soon as it set in
None of you bum bitches can sit with me and Gretchen
It’s the biggest, a bitch ain’t cough one time
It’s the sickest, I don’t ever clique up
But they know who the clique is
Fast little bitches, but of course I’m the quickest
Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is?

[Interlude: Patty Duke]
Ayo, queen, got the customers out here man
They lovin’ this shit, man, they lovin’ this shit, man
Where you at man, where you at man?
We need you here, man, I know you in Miami

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties, that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, you could take all of my bitches out to Abu Dhabi
Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati
You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody
If we fuck your shit up, OMG, I’m very sorry
You could call me Barbie, ’cause I look just like a dolly
Yes, I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle
Since I finished her, my niggas call me the finale
I’m a busy bitch, I’m filthy rich, no time to polly
Ayo, swerve to the palace, this the queen like a [?]
Put 15 million dollars, on it, ask LL, I’m doin’ it
Don’t get cute and ruin it, all my skill, I hone it
I pity opponents, it look easy don’t it
(It look easy don’t it, it look easy don’t it)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Outro: Patty Duke]
Yo, Nick, what’s good? This ya boy Patty Duke
Man, you already know we got shit movin’ out here, man
That these bitches ain’t fuckin’ wit’ you
They ain’t fuckin’ wit’ the team, man, all of ’em, man
‘Cause niggas know that bag heavy, boy, that bag heavy
Niggas get the fuckin’ drop round here
Queens get the money, man
Never fakin’ it, always makin’ it, yerrr
Iconic shit, man


Young Thug – Money Turning Me On Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Uh
Wheezy beats
This money turnin’ me on
(Yo, turn me up bro)
Misery, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (woo)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Music all in my ears
Instruments in my ears
I’m in the backyard feeding deers
I’m in a condo popping seals
I got po-po’s in my rear
I bought CoCo with my deal
I missed a couple shows with my deal
If I could take it back I will
And don’t you take that to the head
You know I got you in my whip
It don’t matter if it don’t work out
Man I know you with me for real
You helped me balance my skills
You helped me over the hill
You got my mind right when I was thinking ’bout going and go kill
Young lil’ nigga popping shit
High school, I played quarterback
I ain’t never had to hit a lick
Never had to touch a nick
Never had to risk shit
But this wealth, cause if you played then it’s death

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
On the east or the west coast
Give a couple bands to the woa
Jet to Miami with some zoes
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
Hunnid fifty thousand for a show
On the east or the west coast
On the east or the west coast, ayy
Every night I snuck my way outside
Started skipping school and I snuck up on a ride
My brother in law let me shoot a choppa when I was five
Ever since that day, man I been riding ’til I die

[Chorus: Young Thug]
This money turnin’ me on, ayy, this money turnin’ me on
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hunnids got a nigga gone (far gone)
Three hundred racks for a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor
Having a private party, you know how it go


Fabolous – Ooh Yea Lyrics


[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & Fabolous]
Right now, oh
Ooh yeah
Ooh, woah, ooh
Oh I like this
Hitmaka
Ooh, woah, ooh

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign, Fabolous & both]
I got money on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Talk to ’em Dolla $ign
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (yeah)
Ooh ooh yea
Let me tell ’em what I told ’em
Ooh ooh yea

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
What you want, what you want, bae?
Order like restaurants, bae
What’s a snack to an entrée?
Bought a Ghost just to haunt, bae
Know you ain’t a saint but you can get some Saint Laurent, bae
Know you smoke blunts but you been looking like a joint, bae
And I wanna hit it
Make sure you got it when they couldn’t get it, ooh yea
You coming with it
You always doing it, they never did it, ooh yea
Big mad or they lil’ mad
Drop a big bag on a lil’ bag, that’s too much for a new clutch
Came through for you I’m too clutch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Penthouse in Miami just to take you down, yeah, yeah
I Patek your wrist and I Philippe your Chow, yeah, yeah
Let’s go to the mall and ball like 80 thousand
All that ass clapping girl you know you childish
Who? Who [?] your name? (yeah)
Who bought you Alexander Wang? (Wang)
[?]
Kenzo, Gucci, Hermes and drop top in a Rari
I’m just sayin’

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Verse 3: Fabolous & both]
I get bag after bag
Let the money talk for me I ain’t never have to brag, ooh yea
In my bag, in my duffle
So you know it’s gon’ be different when I cuff you, ooh yea
I might Rolex your left, yeah
Cartier your right, yeah
My city don’t sleep we can party there all night, yeah
Champagne for breakfast, bad bitch for lunch date
Really we just out here tryna function

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got on my mind, ooh yea
I get bag after bag, ooh yea
Saint Laurent, Goyard, ooh yea
Shut the pie, you can charge, ooh yea
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr, yeah, yeah)
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr), hmm
Ooh ooh yea (skrr, skrr), yea, yea
Ooh ooh (skrr, skrr)


Pitbull – Free Free Free Lyrics


[Intro: Pitbull]
Now let me take you from Miami, the pineapple
To New York, the big apple
Now let’s escape, darling

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
Guess who’s back? Fresh off the boat
Smelling like Bahamas, for sure
I still got the ship escape
Still the Godfather
Still el Padrino, you know
After dog, and kiss a little loose
A lotta bout 3-0-5, no goose
A straight walk a straight line, no juice
Catch me on top of that ya, no roof
Travel around the world like it’s a new sport
Move and escape to New York
Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine?
Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Wooo
Guess who’s back? Yours truly
Mr. Independent, welcome to the new me
Nothing like freedom I’d love to be free
A world takeover, times three
Hardest working man in the game, that’s me
He’s done, he’s over, he’s finished, let’s see (yeah right)
You clearly don’t know me
Mami wanna have some fun, mami show me
Mami wanna party, I poured her some Voli
She said I remember you at [?]
I said baby that’s the old me
Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine?
Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Hook: Theron Theron]
Go like kambo, take me down low down low
Party tempo, to the congo
We’ve been drinkin’, making right decisions
There’s no limit, everybody’s singing

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free


Juice WRLD – Flavor Lyrics


[Chorus]
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I was just smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin’ on bum
I was just smokin’ the flavor, you was just smokin’ on nun
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I just been smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin on bum
I just been smokin the flavor, you ain’t been smokin’ on nun

[Verse: 1]
Came in this bitch with a couple of shooters, you with niggas beefin’ over computers
Baby I’m tellin’ you, your man a loser
Come this way, I know you be choosin’
Come this way, I know he gon’ lose you
Pop Champaigne, and do Codeine, sometimes cocaine
On the way to the bank
You the, You the best that I ever had bitch, no Drake shit
I know I can get the pussy wet, no lake shit
Fuck all night, take percs by the cases
Get so high, I don’t hear what she sayin
Somethin’ ’boutta moon sign, somethin’ ’bout a leo
I’m thinkin’ of a orgy, I’m thinkin of a trio
She’ll only cheat on me if you speak creo
Lost in Miami, gotta find her like nemo
Old dude, probably put (?) on her
Not surprised
Hope she ain’t try to put who on me
I’m not the guy
She don’t know what I do with my dark R
It’s when I’m higher

[Chorus]
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I was just smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin’ on bum
I was just smokin’ the flavor, you was just smokin’ on nun
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I just been smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin’ on bum
I just been smokin’ the flavor, you ain’t been smokin’ on nun

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I was just smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin’ on bum
I was just smokin’ the flavor, you was just smokin’ on nun
I’m finna pour up a four, you finna pour up a one
You finna pick up a fist, I’m finna pick up a gun
I just been smokin’ on piss, you was just smokin’ on bum
I just been smokin’ the flavor, you ain’t been smokin’ on nun


Drake – March 14 Lyrics


[Intro]
Here we go
Yeah

[Verse]
Yesterday morning was crazy
I had to come to terms with the fact that it’s not a maybe
That shit is in stone, sealed and signed
She not my lover like Billie Jean, but the kid is mine
Sandi used to tell me all it takes is one time
And all it took was one time
Shit, we only met two times, two times
And both times were nothin’ like the new times
Now it’s rough times, I’m out here on front lines
Just tryin’ to make sure that I see him sometimes
It’s breakin’ my spirit
Single father, I hate when I hear it
I used to challenge my parents on every album
Now I’m embarrassed to tell ’em I ended up as a co-parent
Always promised the family unit
I wanted it to be different because I’ve been through it
But this is the harsh truth now
Fairy tales are saved for the bedtime stories I tell you now
I don’t want you worry about whose house you live at
Or who loves you more or who’s not there
Who did what to who ‘fore you got here
Now, look, I’m too proud
To let that come between me and you now
Realize I gotta think for two now
I gotta make it, I better make it
I promise if I’m not dead then I’m dedicated
This the first positive DNA we ever celebrated
I can’t forget the looks on they faces
Got the news in Miami that now we all now got ones that we raisin’
Tell Gelo bring some, uh, Rosé and Baccarat out
For our cheers to the next generation
But this Champagne toast is short-lived
I got an empty crib in my empty crib
I only met you one time, introduced you to Saint Nick
I think he musta brought you like twenty gifts
Your mother say you growin’ so fast that they don’t even really fit
But man, you know
I still had to get it for my boy though, you know
You haven’t met your grandfather yet, that nigga a trip
He probably coulda did stand-up
Yeah, but at the same time he’s a stand up
And that’s how you gon’ be when it’s time to man up
October baby for irony sake, of course
I got this 11 tatted for somebody, now it’s yours
And believe me, I can’t wait to get a hundred more
Sorry I’m ventin’, tryna cover ground
They said that in two weeks you’re supposed to come in town
Hopefully by the time you hear this
Me and your mother will have come around
Instead of always cuttin’ each other down

[Bridge]
God willin’, I got a good feelin’
You got a good spirit
We’ll talk more when you hear this
My G

[Outro]
No one to guide me, I’m all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man
No one to guide me, I’m all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man
I’m all alone, no one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man


Kanye West – Kids See Ghosts lyrics


[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit, moving around, just moving around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit, yeah that’s the king

[Verse 1: Kid Cudi]
Stop that movement, stop that movement
Y’all can’t move me, this my movie
Y’all can’t stop me, ya’ll too sloppy
Carbon copied, carbon
Same thing, in a room
Sittin’ by myself, findin’ heaven soon
Many things that will trouble you
Look beyond for a feelin’ like you never knew
Reachin’ out huntin’ for the truth
I guessin’ I’m just sick of runnin’
All this time searching hard for somethin’
I can hear the angels comin’

[Chorus: Kid Cudi]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit, moving around, just moving around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit, yeah that’s the king

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Well it took me long enough to rap on this strong enough
Paid this sh*t just gon’ give up
Cause Ye just gon’ live up to everything
That sucks to you and that’s never enough
Thought I’d be clever enough to give up while I’m ahead
I like breakfast in bed but I love breakfast and head
For anybody who said that I was better off dead
Told ’em, “don’t ever believe nothin’ that you ever read”
Got a Bible by my bed, oh yes I’m very Christian
Constantly repentin’ ’cause yes I never listen
Don’t like bein’ questioned and don’t like bein’ less than any a competition in any of my professions
So I gotta guess then, I gotta stay the best man
What else you expect from, uh, Mr. West man
Painted from Western, space like a relative
Bet you ain’t see it, man, call on the telephone
And when they see you they say “Damn you got hella grown
Always thought you’d make it but damn now you hella known
Let’s address some topics that I can embellish on”
How we made enough bread for us to put some relish on
I’ma rellish on the fact vibing on the future
Ultralight building in the building by amateur
Herzog and De Meuron in an office out in Basel
No not Miami, Switzerland (ahahaha)

[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit, moving around, just moving around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit, yeah that’s the king

[Bridge: Yasiin Bey]
Civilization, without society
Power and wealth with nobility
Stability, without stasis
Places and spaces
Civilization, without society
Power and wealth with nobility
Stability, without stasis
Spaces and places

[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts, ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Yeah that’s the king
And what’s a crown for the clouds, movin’ around
Yeah that’s the king
And what’s a crown to the clouds, movin’ around


G Herbo – Focused Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, [?]
Know I’m in Miami right now, this the Miami section, it’s real
It’s the L.A. section [?]
Man, my niggas [?]
We on that gang shit, [?]
We on all that flashin’ too
They rock with [?]
Put Maison Margielas on, we callin’ the caps

[Verse]
I rock that Gucci shit and Prada (ayy)
Hit the scene lookin’ like a million dollars
I was dead broke, made no excuses
Fuck, nigga, I don’t wanna hear about it (’bout it)
I was on the block, you ain’t care ’bout it
When they killed Rock you ain’t care ’bout it (care ’bout it)
Now I’m on top, tell me how, nigga lookin’ for me
Turn my phone off on everybody
Since then [?] b’s, b’s
[?] up with a red lighter
Keep your bitch on her knees
She ain’t got potential to wife her but fuck it, I head like it (woo)
Bitch ain’t fuckin’, why you on my bed like it?
[?] tonight, she ‘a get excited (bitch)
When the cops come, yeah, you better hide it (bitch)
Bitch, don’t come here ‘less you’re invited (bitch)
Yeah, it’s that nigga again, now that nigga again back on business again, ayy
Handle your business, young man, how you do all that shit independent, and win? Ayy
Count up them digits again, every month I get residuals in
Here for the hustlers, stack all the shit that come in, and take care of your mama (take care of your mama)
Take care of your children, take care of your nigga, stay out that drama (for real)
Go watch everybody, the moment they do somethin’ funny, then fuck it (for real)
Nigga run up on you, then buck it (for real)
Kill a fuck nigga, it’s nothin’ (ayy)
Wanna rob with me? It’s nothin’
Ran it up, a milli with nothin’ (with nothin’)
I don’t cooperate with the police, I ain’t tellin’ ’em nothin’ (I ain’t tellin’ ’em nothin’)
I’ma blow this bitch in public, fuck it
Yeah, it ain’t no discussion
I ain’t with none of the bluffin’
I ain’t with the yellin’ and arguin’, fightin’ and tussin’ (yeah)
I’ma just up, get the buster (buster), buyin’ out whatever, who want it? (who want it?)
Nigga want smoke, we on it (we on it)
I don’t never see no opponents (I don’t never see no opponents)
That’s how I always got what I wanted
That’s why I spent racks when I want it (spent racks when I want it)
Nigga reach for my PC, get gunned (get gunned)
I dare a fuck nigga who wanna? (wanna, yeah)
And I put in work by my lone (my lone)
Get put on a shirt if you wanna (get put on a shirt)
Whole lotta haters, I know it (I know)
Wish I still had work on the corner (wish I had work on the corner)
I [?] problem is money (money)
In the stu’, gotta look twenty [?] (gotta look twenty [?])
In the field gotta watch for the phonies
Kobe told me to watch for the homies
Know right know I just gotta stay focused (stay focused)
Dip for somethin’ on the block for the homies (uh)

[Chorus]
Tell all my real niggas, “stay focused” (stay focused)
All my niggas find tasks, they focused (they focused)
If you do it for the five, stay focused (stay focused)
Tryna slam a lil’ kush, they bogus (they bogus)
All [?] window, she lacin’ the ocean
‘Member couldn’t sleep, seein’ rats and roaches (seein’ rats and roaches)
Yeah, but let you tell, nigga, it was all fame and fortune (it was all fame and fortune)
Tell all my real niggas, “stay focused” (stay focused)
All my niggas find tasks, they focused (they focused)
If you do it for the five, stay focused (stay focused)
Tryna slam a lil’ kush, they bogus (they bogus)
All [?] window, she lacin’ the ocean
‘Member couldn’t sleep, seein’ rats and roaches (seein’ rats and roaches)
Yeah, but let you tell, nigga, it was all fame and fortune (it was all fame and fortune)