Tag: New Orleans


blackbear – cocaine carolina (cover) Lyrics




[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?




Daniel Caesar – Who Hurt You? Lyrics




[Verse 1]
Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can’t help but to touch
Smack it ’round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I’m not doing too much

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar & T-Pain]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back
Oh-no-no-no-no-oh

[Verse 2]
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back


Quavo – BIG BRO lyrics


Dun Deal on the track

Is you with me or against me? (With me or against me?)
I’m a OG now so you need me (OG, I’m a OG)
Think you poppin’ Xanax bars, but it’s Fentanyl
(No-no bars, it’s Fentanyl)
Think you’re living life like rockstars but you’re dead now (Yeah)
Let me put you under my wing
I can teach you one thing (Let me put you under my wing)
Let me put you under my wing
I can show you it ain’t all about a chain (Ayy, ayy)

I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah)

Show you how to get a ring on that championship team
When you get a ring, it’s a championship
Teach ’em how to get them P’s on the back of RV’s
When you get ‘cross seas, it’s a championship
Clappin’ on things like I’m in New Orleans
When I hit ’em hard I be striking them
Calling all gangs ’cause I’m right with them
You too young to be hanging out all night with them

Brrrrrrr (Ahh)
Tsh, it’s a young nigga calling my phone (Ahh)
What’s happening?
Hey big bro, them niggas just got me for my chain (Ahh)
What?
Them niggas just set me up big brother
They just got me for my chain (Ahh)
Aw man (Ahh)
Damn (Ahh)
Ay, ay, calm down, calm down, we gon’ get it back (Ahh)
Just pull up on me, tell me what happened (Ahh)

Big bro ridin’ with the tool tight (Big bro)
Big bro straight, he live the coot life (Big bro)
Been through the struggle played the rules right (Big bro)
Ain’t got nothing to prove, big bro got nine stripes (Big bro)
You out here tryna live your broke life (You, you, ayy)
You out here tryna live that GOAT life (You, you, ayy)
You gonna fuck around, take your life (You, you)
Instagram and guns just don’t go right (No, no, ayy)

I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah)


Lil Wayne – Don’t Cry Lyrics


[Intro: Lil Wayne]
C5

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Don’t cry, don’t go
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Woah!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Staring into the clouds
Am I rising or they comin’ down?
I see death around the corner
And the U-turn sign’s lookin’ like a smile
What do I do now? Who gon’ find me, how?
Nowhere to turn but around and round
Just another nigga that done lost his head
No, a fucking king that forgot his crown
I am not number one, it’s true
I’m number 9-27-82
Color blind, even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain’t my favorite food
But I’m hungry, so hungry
Need my family tree next to a money tree
With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden
With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me
I sip from the fountain of youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: “Don’t cry, stay tuned”
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry, don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry, don’t cry)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Talent is God-given, be grateful
Fame is not a given, be humble
And conceit is self-driven, drive carefully
Stay in your own lane, seat buckled
And sometimes when there is no music
We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum
That woman carried the future
And Tunechi was born like “dun-dun-dun-dun-dun”
Don’t call it a comeback
It was dark, now the sun back
Hit me hard, but I punched back
The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap
Is it suicide or it’s do or die
It’s newer days and it’s bluer skies
I told myself, “It’s just you and I”
Then the breeze came and it blew my mind
Lord knows who I’m there for
I give my last breath to effort
Mama tell me to be careful
Voice in my head give me an earful
But I got mind control over my control
I lost control but knew I’d find control
I let God control what I cannot control
Can’t control the tears, let them drop and roll

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you
(Triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife, rest in paradise)
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry, stay tuned
And triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise


Lloyd – Caramel Lyrics


[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 1]
She like five-five
Group up on the East Side
She a college girl but she like the hood type
She the only jug, I need to get my mind right
I don’t got to ask, she said that it’s all mine
Had a boyfriend when I met her
But he a lame so you know I had to get her
Had to let go of my old things for her
But I don’t mind
Cause she bad, yeah she hella fine

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 2]
She drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin
Like a leaky faucet
Now she got me trippin, how she grip
Damn it I done lost it
No more yola whippin, soda sippin, pimpin, trickin, flossin
Only mission is to find the right position for her body
Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan
How she compliment my body
Jason Witten, tunnel vision
She gon catch it, feel it, toss it
Met in ATL and I brought her to New Orleans
We go together well like we caramel and chocolate

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life


Cam’ron – Oh Girl (Oh Boy Remix) Lyrics


[Intro: Cam’ron]
Remix! Uh huh (oh baby)
Diplomats, holla
Cash Money, huh, nothin’

[Verse 1: Cam’ron (TQ)]
When Cam saw the (girl) look at her shoes (girl)
Look at her purse (girl) all I said was (oh girl)
Look mami I’m no good, I’m so hood
You know my potential
But for you I might change my whole schedule
We’ll go shoppin’, coppin’, sweat suit juicy
Jeans theory, I don’t sweat no hoochie
I want the (girl) so she gave me the (girl)
Now I’m screamin’ out (girl, girl, girl, girl)
Huh, holla…

[Verse 2: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey
See I mink my (girl) I thank for my (girl)
Than this yo (world) cause you the Bird (girl)
Mami I whip my (girl) spend chips with my (girl)
Hit the mall then girls spend chips with my cliques
See I platinum my (girl) satin sheets my (girl)
See I Gucci my (girl) chinchilla my (my girl)
Well it’s the Birdman (girl) see ya tomorrow night (girl)
Diplomat, Roc-A-Fella, too much money for ya, yeah

[Verse 3: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well pardon me (girl) but I’m tryin’ to slide (girl)
Get drunk and high (girl) and not just the minimal
Ma you dealin’ with some criminals
And we always wear heaters
Them wife beaters and icy white speakers
Plus, I like (girl) that only like (girl)
That don’t make ’em dike (girl) but that make ’em my (oh girl)
Ooh, I can’t believe what I said
You won’t believe what I said
Until I have to catch 3 in the bed, holla

[Verse 4: Birdman (TQ)]
I love the Miami (girl) them N-Y (girl)
Them L.A. (girl) and them New Orleans (oh girl)
See them Boston (girl) and them D type (girl)
A-T-L, pimp, let’s get money girl
I like them Benzes (girl) them Lexus (girl)
Cadillacs nice (girl) Smith & Wesson my (oh girl)
Big coupe for the (girl) Lexus dupe for the (girl)
Get a Benz with them bubble eye lens for my (girl)

[Verse 5: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa, Killa
What about them Chi-town (girl) and them Harlem World (girl)
And them H-Town (girl) and them Seattle (oh girl)
It’s the Birdman (girl) and the Byrd Gang (girl)
Be prepared for brain, then you can wear the chain (my girl)
A thousand grams you carryin’, B
This way I can see if you can carry a ki
I’m from the valet, carried the key to carry a V
Married a G, now you carryin’ me (don’t play yourself)
C’mon (girl) go on now (girl)
And so on, and so on, and so on now (oh girl)
Relax, relate, release just chief
And you’ll be at peace, that’s how I reached my (girl)

[Verse 6: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well let me talk to the (girl) cause if she walk about my way dogs
I got no choice but talk to the (oh girl)
For every (girl) in the ghetto that get some change
Cop a pair of stilettos and do they hair and look special (oh girl)
I’m in love with ya gangsta
But trust me girl, you gon’ be in love with this gangsta
So I’m lookin’ for the (girl)
So I can hook up with the (girl, girl, girl, girl)
And them brains have me screamin’ out “girl!”

[Verse 7: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey, hey
See I Louie my (girl) bought rims for my (girl)
Bought tires for my (girl) new lens for my (oh girl)
Cartiers for my (girl) then I braided my (girl)
6 drop-top coupe no kit on the
See I lifted my (girl) car chauffeur my (girl)
Two-seater my (girl) new Beamer my (oh girl)
And then I flip my (girl) then I dip my (girl)
Me and Cam hit the block in them (girl girl girl)

[Verse 8: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Fuck the talkin’, not too much that the Jones can say
But baby girl are you goin my way, listen (girl)
Let’s get missin’ (girl)
I’ma hit you with the keys and I’ll let you whip it
Not to be so cocky and rude
My chains are platinum, my rocks they are huge (oh girl)
So, let ya thong be showed and ya top you can lose
And come cruise in the drop with no shoes

[Verse 9: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa
What about boricua (girl) Dominicana (girl)
My black miss (girl) my Saks Fifth (oh girl)
My crack flip (girl) my wrap wrist (girl)
Don’t act shit, don’t take jack shit
My stylin V (girl) my island V (girl)
My seven jeans (girl) it’s a f’in’ mean world (oh girl)
But it’s the boy, that flip the (girl)
So after I flip the girls, get back at the boy, Killa (yeaaah)

[Outro: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Uh huh, it’s nothin’ man
Cash Money, Diplomats, TQ, Jim Jones (oh girl, oooh yeah)
Baby, Killa the Don… (yeaaah)
You know, you know hoe money is slow money but it’s sho’ money
Harlem, New Orleans
It’s nothin’ man, Santana, Freekey (oh girl, yeah, yeah)
Weezy I see’s you man, holla

[Outro: Birdman]
Roc-A-Fella, we get money pimp
You understand, Weezy Weezy baby
Holla at yo’ boy! You know?
Let’s get the chop cross the chips and get the bricks with them…
C’mon, let’s get money pimp
Wooo! T-Qeezy my baby!
You know? I’m lookin’ for a girl, you understand
That can break me off and give me somethin’ lovely, HOLLA!


Curren$y – Billy Ocean


[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah, roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, motherfuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close, take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow, bumpin’ Snoop Dogg, blowin’ dolo
It’s like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close to the civilians, underground casinos
For the real ones, you would suffocate in the buildin’
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they, I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate, not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear the Interstate up where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rollin’ weed from the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Livin’ out what I say on these albums and tapes

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, motherfuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah, act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know, that original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, I’ma show off
Sucka bring his hoe, he got his hoe tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
Highed up as I float on, they gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard, shit

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no hoe shit, nope, I’m not for it
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion, never will I get into no ho shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean
Yeah, yeah, yeah, not for it


Curren$y – Billy Ocean Lyrics


[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
Yeah
Yeah

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close
Take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow bumping Snoop Dogg
Blowing dolo
Its like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close
To the civilians
Underground casinos for the real ones
You would suffocate in the building
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they
I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate
Not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear up the interstate where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rolling weed out the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Living out what I say
On these albums and tapes

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know
That original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, Imma show off
Sucka bring his ho, his ho tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
High up as I float on
They gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard
Shit

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no ho shit
Nope, I’m not for it
Spitta and Cardo
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Not for it


G-Eazy – Eazy (At VEVO) (Live)


[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah)
Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Verse 1]
Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant
You’re trying to find your place, and figure out where you fit
You’re finna start rappin’ with a kid you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you’re going through it
See, you’re going to have to prove that you ain’t soft and you’re not stupid
And you gon’ have to scrap with some kids that you ain’t cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be the man, but it’s gon’ take some time to prove it
You’ll fall in love, but she’s gon’ break your heart and put you through it
Fuck falling for that bullshit, you gon’ fall in love with music
You’re finna get arrested, almost fuck around and lose it
Spend days in juvy standing at the window, looking through it
Nothing in life is promised, not even free-time is
So, only chase dreams, and only chase commas
Won’t happen on its own, trust, trust, we’ve been through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I mean, I was fucking up
I was seventeen, I was eighteen, just doing dumb shit
My moms made me move to New Orleans and shit, I went to school down there on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost

[Verse 2]
Dear Gerald, 21, you think you’ve got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
‘Til they passed on you, they ain’t see what they was missing out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection’s only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all you’re living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke, you was doing bad
Then “These Things Happened”, you finally seen a bag
You drove down the highway, a fork in the road
A normal life with her, or going for broke?
I seen an open lane and I drove straight through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I literally sold all my shit
I moved out of my place in New Orleans
I was bouncing around, living out of a suitcase
Crashing on friends’ couches
Living at air B&Bs and hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It’s Dark Out
If I could take it there, that’d be great

[Verse 3]
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had ‘em
But now you’re 27 and it’s time to be a legend
Back when it all started, grinding hard on that promo tour
Tired from the night before and the night before and the night before
Fuck it, tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don’t complain, this is what you signed up for
You’re working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something different from you, tell them all patience
But, this one’s on you, the lonely quest of greatness
Been trying to be famous, been trying to be A-list
When you arrive, it will appear as if there’s nothing to it
But, you planted the seeds and you grew it
There’s people taking credit for success that they had nothing to do with

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
So now you’re here
What you gon’ do with it?
You know?

[Verse 4]
Make no mistake, listen it’s the life that I was chosen for
All I prayed for was an open door
I’ve been rich, I’ve been broke before
I’ve seen the floor
You try to put me in a box, I’ll box out like Okafor
And fuck being indecisive now I’m so for sure
And fuck Trump, it’s like “What the fuck we voted for?”
And most of y’all should probably party less and focus more
And if that line resonates, you’re probably who I wrote it for
Where will I go from here? "IDK"
They want me to architect Rome, in a day
Juice knew I was greatness when he looked at me
Right away, I’ve made platinum records that’ll never see the light of day
This is what the whole world’s been waiting for
The crowd’s jumping, going dumb till they break the floor
Come take a walk inside my mind, come and take a tour
I’m really not playing, what the fuck you take me for?

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy
Easy
Easy


Lil Wayne – Blackin Out (feat. Euro)


[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Six shit
Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga

[Verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans
Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b [?] and Michelle (Okay)
Sittin’ back, getting head from Mademoiselle
Tryna’ put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
Now they say I’m big time
While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
If she bad and I am greata’, get her unlimited data
They tryna’ build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game but we don’t play that shit
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga’ bills
Bigga’ sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
Racks nigga, real bigga’, Shaq bigga’, lil’ nigga
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
I ain’t into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
Nigga run through the white
Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga that’s Sunny D-Light
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
Talkin’ boutta a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin’ Huss race
I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
The shells fallin’ to the ground, shakin’ make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
Some niggas like flight crowns
Some niggas like to fight vessels
Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me
I say "Time will tell"
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em’
Niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin’ here, lookin’ like "aww, yeah", lawn chair
Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin’ like top shelf
Cool is two L’s and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
That’s some slick shit


G-Eazy – Eazy Lyrics


[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah)
Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Verse 1]
Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant
You’re trying to find your place, and figure out where you fit
You’re finna start rappin’ with a kid you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you’re going through it
See, you’re going to have to prove that you ain’t soft and you’re not stupid
And you gon’ have to scrap with some kids that you ain’t cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be the man, but it’s gon’ take some time to prove it
You’ll fall in love, but she’s gon’ break your heart and put you through it
Fuck falling for that bullshit, you gon’ fall in love with music
You’re finna get arrested, almost fuck around and lose it
Spend days in juvy standing at the window, looking through it
Nothing in life is promised, not even free-time is
So, only chase dreams, and only chase commas
Won’t happen on its own, trust, trust, we’ve been through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I mean, I was fucking up
I was seventeen, I was eighteen, just doing dumb shit
My moms made me move to New Orleans and shit, I went to school down there on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost

[Verse 2]
Dear Gerald, 21, you think you’ve got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
‘Til they passed on you, they ain’t see what they was missing out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection’s only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all you’re living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke, you was doing bad
Then “These Things Happened”, you finally seen a bag
You drove down the highway, a fork in the road
A normal life with her, or going for broke?
I seen an open lane and I drove straight through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I literally sold all my shit
I moved out of my place in New Orleans
I was bouncing around, living out of a suitcase
Crashing on friends’ couches
Living at air B&Bs and hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It’s Dark Out
If I could take it there, that’d be great

[Verse 3]
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had ‘em
But now you’re 27 and it’s time to be a legend
Back when it all started, grinding hard on that promo tour
Tired from the night before and the night before and the night before
Fuck it, tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don’t complain, this is what you signed up for
You’re working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something different from you, tell them all patience
But, this one’s on you, the lonely quest of greatness
Been trying to be famous, been trying to be A-list
When you arrive, it will appear as if there’s nothing to it
But, you planted the seeds and you grew it
There’s people taking credit for success that they had nothing to do with

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
So now you’re here
What you gon’ do with it?
You know?

[Verse 4]
Make no mistake, listen it’s the life that I was chosen for
All I prayed for was an open door
I’ve been rich, I’ve been broke before
I’ve seen the floor
You try to put me in a box, I’ll box out like Okafor
And fuck being indecisive now I’m so for sure
And fuck Trump, it’s like “What the fuck we voted for?”
And most of y’all should probably party less and focus more
And if that line resonates, you’re probably who I wrote it for
Where will I go from here? “IDK”
They want me to architect Rome, in a day
Juice knew I was greatness when he looked at me
Right away, I’ve made platinum records that’ll never see the light of day
This is what the whole world’s been waiting for
The crowd’s jumping, going dumb till they break the floor
Come take a walk inside my mind, come and take a tour
I’m really not playing, what the fuck you take me for?

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy
Easy
Easy


Miguel – Now


[Verse 1]
CEO of the free world now
Build your walls up high and wide
Make it rain to keep them out
That won’t change what we are inside

[Pre-Chorus]
Pick the fruit of your labor
Cultivate, plant your seeds now and watch them grow
Man, I’ll holla at you later
Let you find out what you’re made of
Just saying…

[Chorus]
Is that the look of freedom, now?
Is that the sound of freedom, now?
‘Cause it’s plain to see a man’s integrity
By the way he treats those he does not need
And it’s time we talk about it
Let’s not waste our common ground
We will fall for standing and watching, all in silence
Dear Lord, are we numb? Where we going right now?

[Hook]
No, not later, la, la, la, la, later
Oh, right now, oh, right now
Now, not later, no, not later
La, la, la, la, later
This can’t wait, no

[Verse 2]
CEO of the free world now
Should we teach our children hatred?
Chase the innocent, and shoot them down
It’s like we’re still running races
I’m just saying…

[Chorus]
Is that the look of freedom, now?
Is that the sound of freedom, now?
‘Cause it’s plain to see a man’s integrity
By the way he treats those when he don’t need them
And it’s time we talk about it
Let’s not waste our common ground
We will fall for standing and watching, all this silence
Dear Lord, are we numb? Where we going right now?

[Hook]
No, not later, la, la, la, la, later (La later)
No, right now, No, right now
Now, not later, no, not later
La, la, la, la, later
Oh right now, oh right…

[Bridge]
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
Now or never, we can work together
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
We only suffer what we allow

Now, now, now
For all the people
In Puerto Rico
Way down in Houston
For Flint, Michigan
For Standing Rock, now!
Way down in New Orleans
For all of the dreamers
The black lives that we’ve lost right now
Now, now, now
This can’t wait, no
Oh, right now
Now, now, now, now
Now, now, now

[Outro]
We are the look of freedom, oh
We are the sound of freedom
We are the look of freedom
We are the sound of freedom


Miguel – Now Lyrics


[Verse 1]
CEO of the free world now
Build your walls up high and wide
Make it rain to keep them out
That won’t change what we are inside

[Pre-Chorus]
Pick the fruit of your labor
Cultivate, plant your seeds now and watch them grow
Man, I’ll holla at you later
Let you find out what you’re made of
Just saying…

[Chorus]
Is that the look of freedom, now?
Is that the sound of freedom, now?
‘Cause it’s plain to see a man’s integrity
By the way he treats those he does not need
And it’s time we talk about it
Let’s not waste our common ground
We will fall for standing and watching, all in silence
Dear Lord, are we numb? Where we going right now?

[Hook]
No, not later, la, la, la, la, later
Oh, right now, oh, right now
Now, not later, no, not later
La, la, la, la, later
This can’t wait, no

[Verse 2]
CEO of the free world now
Should we teach our children hatred?
Chase the innocent, and shoot them down
It’s like we’re still running races
I’m just saying…

[Chorus]
Is that the look of freedom, now?
Is that the sound of freedom, now?
‘Cause it’s plain to see a man’s integrity
By the way he treats those when he don’t need them
And it’s time we talk about it
Let’s not waste our common ground
We will fall for standing and watching, all this silence
Dear Lord, are we numb? Where we going right now?

[Hook]
No, not later, la, la, la, la, later (La later)
No, right now, No, right now
Now, not later, no, not later
La, la, la, la, later
Oh right now, oh right…

[Bridge]
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
Now or never, we can work together
Now, now, now
Now, now, now
We only suffer what we allow

Now, now, now
For all the people
In Puerto Rico
Way down in Houston
For Flint, Michigan
For Standing Rock, oh!
Way down in New Orleans
For all of the dreamers
The black lives that we’ve lost right now
Now, now
This can’t wait, no
Oh, right now
Now, now, now, now
Now, now, now

[Outro]
We are the look of freedom, oh
We are the sound of freedom
We are the look of freedom
We are the sound of freedom


I Drive


Come on baby let’s get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
There’s a chill in my bones
I don’t want to be left alone
So baby you can sleep while I drive
I’ll pack my bag and load up my guitar
In my pocket I’ll carry my harp
I got some money I saved
Enough to get underway
And baby you can sleep while I drive

We’ll go thorough Tucson up to Santa Fe
And Barbara in Nashville says we’re welcome to stay
I’ll buy you glasses in Texas a hat from New Orleans
And in the morning you can tell me your dreams

You know I’ve seen it before
This mist that covers your eyes
You’ve been looking for something
That’s not in your life
My intentions are true
Won’t you take me with you
And baby you can sleep while I drive

Oh is it other arms you want to
Hold you the stranger
The lover you’re free
Can’t you get that with me

Come on baby let’s get out of this town
I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down
If you won’t take me with you
I’ll go before night is through
And baby you can sleep while I drive


Alt-J – House Of The Rising Sun (Relaxer Album)


[Verse 1]
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor soul
And, Lord, my father’s one

[Verse 2]
My mother, she’s a tailor
She sews those new blue jeans
To keep my gambling father drunk
Deep down in New Orleans

[Chorus 1]
It’s a happy, happy, happy, happy, fun day, day

[Verse 3]
Like a bird flying over forest fire
My father feels the heat beneath his wings
And in debt he leaves for another town
Where he gambles and, drunk, he still drinks

[Verse 4]
My mother hides from pleasure
And thinks of Father on her knees
Lifted in the arms of God
Away from New Orleans

[Chorus 2]
Happy, happy, happy, happy, fun day, day
Happy, happy, happy, happy, fun day, day


Hi-Rez – On My Job (Missing Pieces Album)


Haha Rez
No snakes
Yeah

[Verse I: Hi-Rez]
There money on the other line
Girl imma have to call back
I ain’t with the negative vibes
I just fall back
They use to make fun of how i dress
They would talk crap
Now they hit me up asking me "Yo where bought you want that?"
Chasing this dreams
Haven’t slept in days
Money forming with King and Queens
On it like Kevin James
I don’t trust nobody but my god damn self
I don’t need nobody cause I got myself
Way to many eating off my my table without bring shit
If it’s in my cup
I guaranteed I’m drinking it
Deal what they told me
I couldn’t and they are speechless
You can do anything in the world if you dream it

[Chorus]
Get up and get it
Don’t let your life waste go away
Promise you the pain would fade away
There’s a sunshine after the rainy days
What they whip they can take away

[Hook]
Oh god
Ive been going so hard
Haven’t slept in day
Ive been on my job
Oh god
Ive been writing my wrongs
Haven’t felt so good in so so long
(II Times)

[Verse II: Hi-Rez]
[ Make dollars pocket
Heavy hard dreams ?]
My momma think i’m a saint like New Orleans
But I’m a sinner sipping on the liquor
Hella bad queens double tapping on my pictures
I ain’t never had shit handed me
Shout out to Emilio that’s my family
Drinking and smoking on hotel balcony
Teacher told me quit so fuck the faculty
Mother fucker fuck the faculty
They don’t what I went through to get where I’m at
Did it on my own with no degree gown or cap
And all the pain I went through
Got rid of the snakes and the rats
If you got X’d out my life
I ain’t taking you back
It’s Rez

[Chorus]
Get up and get it
Don’t let your life waste go away
Promise you the pain would fade away
There’s a sunshine after the rainy days
What they whip they can take away

[Hook]
Oh god
Ive been going so hard
Haven’t slept in day
Ive been on my job
Oh god
Ive been writing my wrongs
Haven’t felt so good in so so long [ IV Times]


PJ Morton – Claustrophobic (feat. Pell)


[Intro]
Just gotta be me
So many voices

[Verse 1]
PJ, you’re not mainstream enough, yeah
Would you consider us changing some stone?
Like everything about who you are, ah
No offense, we’re just trying to make you a star

[Chorus]
But I must admit, I’m claustrophobic
I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything
I can see right in front of me

[Verse 2]
PJ, you’re not quite street enough
Thug life my nigga
Actor, little more time
Oh, can you switch your star up a little more?
You can be yourself, lay down for now
And need the religion

[Chorus]
But I must admit, I’m claustrophobic
I have a hard time trying to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything
I can see right in front of me

[Bridge]
Can’t see, the forrest for the trees
The movement for the breeze
Standing on my own feet
Can’t see, what you might want from me
Think it’s better if we be ourselves

[Verse 3]
They clatch into my talents more than Catholics do arousery
Steady ass, wear that accent, travel you from New Orleans
Go so, why I dabble with negative energy
When all I really fiend is imposi sensibility
Not the hardest rapper but I’m ’bout it much as Master P
Don’t play with me, five-0 for my home
Don’t you know that
Flooding through the streets
You should probably take a kodak
Codo synthesize probably right in front eyes
Made a trip to Cali and came back a different guy
Living through the same eyes, riding Uber, still got drived
The truest never lie and I need a little space
‘Cause I’m bad at doing me
Just reside if you are late

[Chorus]
I’m claustrophobic
I have a hard time to fit into your small mind
And I have a habit of dreaming bigger than anything
I can see right in front of me

[Outro]
Another man, just gotta be you
I think that the thing makes us unique
It’s our differences with our treasures
Somebody always tryna make you fit in a box
And never seen again, don’t think it’s possible


Mike WiLL Made It – Faith (Ransom 2 Album)


[Intro: Lil Wayne]
See that nigga at home? It’s all good
Mike WiLL Mike WiLL
Ear Drummers

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
That last drought was a setback
That red light is a death trap
That jail time was a wrist slap
That jail time was a quick nap
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app
I’m from Louisiana, the boot nigga
It’s like boot camp, baby

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Call the valet, pull up in front
Drop the top and let them bitches see the guts
I drop the top and let you bitches see the guts
We hitting licks, it taste like victory to us
And I always have faith (Faith) in my plug (Plug)
Clean slates (Slate), Dirty lungs
Give me my collection plate (Plate), Like rev and run (Run)
Moving snowflakes (Flakes), So wear some Uggs
Nigga get the duck tape, (Yeah) Ski mask and gloves (Yeah)
Don’t leave a trace (Don’t leave a trace) Don’t leave a crumb
Cause it’s always what you take
Not who you took it from (Amen)
We just see them as bait
We just see them as young men that always have faith (Faith)
In my connect
Shoot you in your durex, leave you looking like a kotex
And I’m always half baked, Sipping slow death
Shining, putting these carrots in your face like a snowman
And I always have faith

[Pre Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I need to know
I need to I need to know
Tell me some’n (yeah)
Tell me some’n (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Is you stunting or you fucking or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting (Fucking stunting)
And if we partying with these hoes, we fucking some’n (Fucking some’n)
I’m from New Orleans on these hoes, I’m from the dungeon (I’m from the dungeon)
I can’t be partying with these hoes, I’m out here hustlin’ (I’m out here hustlin’)

[Bridge]
I’m out here hustlin’, for a meal (Meal)
She busting for a deal (She bust)
Beyonce wasn’t lying, we all got bills, bills, bills
I try to tell my bitch that (Bae) , she say, yeah right with your rich ass (Ok)
I can’t fight with her thick ass (No way)
We cat fight then we kiss ass (Ok)

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
That last drought was a setback (Amen)
That red light is a death trap (Amen)
That jail time was a wrist slap (Amen)
That jail time was a quick nap (Shh)
That red-bone is my new twap
I got a new coupe, you got a new app (Yeah)
Louisiana, the boot is like boot camp
And you know I’m stick this boot ass bitch ass niggaaa (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Hoodybaby (Lil Wayne) Both]
Told my bro I need a whole thang, I need a whole thang
Why he brought my ass some dog food? I need some cocaine (Alright)
Had to tell my baby mama "front your daddy’s whole thang"
(Alright )
Ain’t no playing with my money, we ain’t playing no games
(Tell ’em)
Hoody Baby, Fat Jesus (Tell ’em) I got all these gold chains
On the highway racing killers, we just call it road rage (Alright)
Call me neighbourhood Hoody, it’s a neighbourhood thang
Man, my cellphone ringing, got a call from Mack Maine (Mack)
I got faith (I got faith) in my traphouse (In my traphouse)
State to state(State to state), I got it mapped out (I got it mapped out)
I got a safe (I got a safe) and a stashhouse (Oh Lord)
Hood Baby whip the white ’till I black out

[Pre Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I need to know (I need to know)
I need to I need to know (Alright)
Tell me some’n (yeah)
Tell me some’n (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Is you stunting or you fucking or fucking stunting?
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting (Fucking stunting)
We can’t be partying with these hoes, we are fucking nothing (We can’t be partying)
I’m from New Orleans on these hoes, I’m from the dungeon
I can’t be partying with these hoes, I’m I’m out here hustlin’ (I’m out here hustlin’)

[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Always have faith (Have faith)
I’m a plug (I’m a plug)
I had to scrape and get it out the mud
I ain’t always have cake (No)
So I don’t judge and my homies have faith in me so in Tunechi we trust
Tell ’em, hoes!

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
I need to know (I need to know)
I need to I need to know (Alright)
Tell me some’n (Tell me sum’n)
Tell me some’n (Tell me sum’n)
Is you stunting or you fucking or fucking stunting? (Mula)
Is you balling or is you broke? We fucking stunting


LLOYD – Strapped lyrics


Aint no nigga up in here
Betta come fuckin wit me
Cause im a real bad man
Wit a gun in my hand
And unlike you niggas
I am not afraid to squeeze
Ya telephone ringin
Kelly Price on line one
Fat girl singin
I said kelly price on line one
All you get is flatline
Fuckin round where im from
I be on the back nine
Swingin in my bay shorts
Listenin to every line little wayne and drake wrote
I said little wayne wrote
But my nigga never write
Now lets get right tonight
I got my niggas, my bitches, my liquor my weed
My niggas, my bitches, my liquor, my weed
Brand new drop top
Check the shot clock
Better know what time it is
You can get your shot blocked
Like Yao Ming
If you know what I mean
B-M-dub blue
With the seat side green
I be fuckin out in public to let it be seen
And I rock your republic
Like my jeans

I lost my city to Katrina
Can anybody tell me have you seen her
New Orleans uptown to Louisa
Left up in the water no FEMA
Close your eyes nigga
See what I see
People on the streets dyin
From hunger and disease
Politicians no trying
To find the remedy
Since they rather open fire
More guns no jobs for hire
So nothin’s left but hustlin
In my community
So im rushin niggas
Just so I can feed my family
No welfare from the government
When love is all we need
Nah love is all you need
Just give me my money

My niggas some bitches some weed
My niggas my bitches my liquor my weed
Brand new drop top
Check da shot clock
Better know what time it is
You can get your shot blocked
Like Yao Ming
If you know what I mean
B-M-dub blue
With the seat side green
I be fuckin out in public
To let it be seen
And I rock your republic
Like my jeans


Belly – Frozen Water (feat. Future)


Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

Girl I get back in that Lamb
Yellow diamonds like a cab
These nigga’s nothin’ but some crabs
I been duckin’ from the pap
Get some head on the Snap
Bought the Lamb just to trap
The main bitch kidnap
Five milli on my neck, I’m good, yeah
Drinkin’ Codeine like it’s Robitussin
Water on me like a water challenge
Drippin’, drippin’ I got frozen diamonds
I’mma never need a co-signer

I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

She mix the lies with the truth, I mix the batch with the juice
I’m tellin’ Hennessy lies, I’m tellin’ Actavis truths
I thin I’m relapsin’ and shit, I just fell asleep in the shower
I’m feelin’ weak, need some power
The plug gon’ be back in an hour
She found a bag full of powder, "Oh no baby, that ain’t flour"
Told her jump up on the table, make that pussy get devoured

Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

All my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
All my diamonds flooded like its from New Orleans, yeah, yeah
First you take the Codeine, mix it in some Sprite
When that drink turn pink, that’s what I like
We gon’ kill these pussy niggas on sight
We gon’ fuck you main bitch on sight
We ’bout to pop a hundred bottles like it’s water
You want that good batch, meet me at the border
You want that good batch, meet me at the border, border, border


Bobbie Gentry – Fancy


"Well, I remember it all very well lookin’ back
It was the summer that I turned eighteen.
We lived in a one-room, run down shack
On the outskirts of New Orleans.

We didn’t have money for food or rent
To say the least we was hard-pressed
When Momma spent every last penny we had
To buy me a dancin’ dress.

Well, Momma washed and combed and curled my hair,
Then she painted my eyes and lips.
Then I stepped into the satin dancin’ dress.
It had a split in the side clean up to my hips.

It was red, velvet-trimmed, and it fit me good
And standin’ back from the lookin’ glass
Was a woman
Where a half grown kid had stood.

She said, "Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down!
Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down."

Momma dabbed a little bit of perfume
On my neck and she kissed my cheek
Then I saw the tears welling up
In her troubled eyes as she started to speak

She looked at our pitiful shack and then
She looked at me and took a ragged breath
She said, Your Pa’s runned off, and I’m real sick
And the baby’s gonna starve to death.

She handed me a heart-shaped locket that said
"To thine own self be true"
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
The toe of my high-healed shoe

It sounded like somebody else was talkin’
Askin’, "Momma what do I do?"
She said, "Just be nice to the gentlemen, Fancy.
They’ll be nice to you."

She said, "Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down!
Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
God forgive me for what I do,
But if you want out girl it’s up to you
Now don’t let me down,
Now get on out, you better start sleepin’ uptown."

That was the last time I saw my momma
When I left that rickety shack
The welfare people came and took the baby.
Momma died and I ain’t been back.

But the wheels of fate had started to turn
And for me there was no other way out.
It wasn’t very long after that I knew exactly
What my momma was talkin’ ’bout.

I knew what I had to do.
Then I made myself this solemn vow:
I’s gonna to be a lady someday
Though I didn’t know when or how.

But I couldn’t see spendin’ the rest of my life
With my head hung down in shame.
You know I mighta been born just plain white trash.
But Fancy was my name.

"Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down!
Here’s your one chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.

Wasn’t long after that a benevolent man
Took me in off the streets
One week later I was pourin’ his tea
In a five roomed penthouse suite.

Charmed a king, a congressman
And an occasional aristocrat
And I got me an elegant Georgia mansion
And a New York townhouse flat.

Now I ain’t done bad

Now in this world there’s a lot of self-righteous
Hypocrites who call me bad.
They criticize Momma for turning me out
No matter how little we had.

Though haven’t had to worry ’bout nothin’
Now for nigh on fifteen years
But I can still hear the desperation
In my poor mommas voice ringin’ in my ears.

"Here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down!
Oh, here’s your last chance, Fancy, don’t let me down.
God forgive me for what I do,
But if you want out well it’s up to you.
Now your mama’s helping you move uptown."


Scotty ATL – Top Drop (feat. Curren$y) (Smokin On My Own Strain Mixtape)


[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
In and out of lanes dripping drops of paint
Cheeseballs, Dana Dane’s, smoking my own strain
Some of the trillest in the game who still remain
Mentally independent the last lyricist the original track flippers
The booth was in the bathroom, front room where the homies engineered
Your friends couldn’t talk until your rap was through
What you know about, going in for the win, going all the way out
I done unlocked the fence, and I let the dogs out
Some squares tucking they broads now, don’t want to lose your world
After investing so much, but they belong to the game don’t none of ’em belong to us
I had a couple rolled up when I rolled up
Rolex out the window of a super sport Nova
I did a burnout it look like the tires exploded
I’m holding, but that’s like everyday if you know me

[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop

[Verse 2: Scotty ATL]
Window down, top drop
Nigga gon’ get my guap
In and out of traffic like a nigga playing hopscotch
Tryna make the block rock, tryna find the soft spot
In my heart too much pain, crying on my guap like
Tears of joy, damn I’m proud of myself
Came out the motherfucking mud, that’s my cellphone
Checks, Cool Club, lames get no love
What you saying lil homie?
I kiss my cross for my dead lil homie
Saw a shooting star yesterday, felt God was speaking
Walk in the bank with that bag, the reefer wreaking
Had to let my nuts hang a little, new territory
Was scared for me, momma I made it
Went from spam in the can, to sea bass on plates
30 minutes in the dealership, new paper plates
My windows down, my wheels rolling like skates
ATL, New Orleans, straight drop, we pushing Wraiths

[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop


Curren$y, Corner Boy P & T.Y. – Money Put Away (The Jetlanta EP)


[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Self made, Self paid
Shorty bought that Rolls Royce
Put it on blades
Shorty paid the cost she now in boss lane
Stayed down, got high and you never changed
SL with the top up when it’s heavy rain
Have your name hold weight
Have you chain solid gold no fake
Destined to ball, it was written
This is fate
They can’t interfere so I roll up let em hate

[Hook: Curren$y]
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing

[Verse 2: T.Y.]
Diamonds shining, fill my backwood with exotic
I’m the hottest topic
Pimp your bitch right out them dollars
I don’t wear no Robins
Sweat pants is what I arrive in
Yeah I’m steady climbing
Swear I’m balling on these niggas
Without a fucking problem
You don’t want to problem, so don’t you try to stop em
JLR, Spitta told me get em I say I got em
Water whippin in the kitchen
That’s how lil homie got em
Ranking so many bitches
I’m starting to think they plotting
I leave em with no watching
What you saying something?
Well make sure that I got it
Got to be a cold day in hell before I let em ride me
And all this ice around my neck
It’s not that hard to find me, yeah

[Hook: Curren$y]
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing

[Verse 3: Corner Boy P]
Uh
Make it to spend it
Blew a lot, I stash plenty
Grill was 20, I smile at bitches and boot up niggas
I’m east side with it, my side ain’t sweet
Lil boy’s blinking
Slide for my niggas, they ride for me
Like I ride for Spitta
Yeah, if you ain’t no that, you don’t know a nigga
And you probably the type that will owe a nigga
Cuz if you did’t know, then you will do better
Teach a mans how to fish and he will eat forever
Shit, keep our minds together we be rich forever
Bury me in all my jewelry let me shine forever
I got Ciroc and take a four on it
Let them niggas have the style since I got more coming
P

[Hook: Curren$y]
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing
I was born in New Orleans, live my whole life stunting
Money put away, I got some more coming
Never have to ask a man to let me hold nothing
If you don’t know that about me then you don’t know nothing


Scotty ATL – Top Drop (feat. Curren$Y)


[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
In and out of lanes dripping drops of paint
Cheeseballs, Dana Dane’s, smoking my own strain
Some of the trillest in the game who still remain
Mentally independent the last lyricist the original track flippers
The booth was in the bathroom, front room where the homies engineered
Your friends couldn’t talk until your rap was through
What you know about, going in for the win, going all the way out
I done unlocked the fence, and I let the dogs out
Some squares tucking they broads now, don’t want to lose your world
After investing so much, but they belong to the game don’t none of ’em belong to us
I had a couple rolled up when I rolled up
Rolex out the window of a super sport Nova
I did a burnout it look like the tires exploded
I’m holding, but that’s like everyday if you know me

[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop

[Verse 2: Scotty ATL]
Window down, top drop
Nigga gon’ get my guap
In and out of traffic like a nigga playing hopscotch
Tryna make the block rock, tryna find the soft spot
In my heart too much pain, crying on my guap like
Tears of joy, damn I’m proud of myself
Came out the motherfucking mud, that’s my cellphone
Checks, Cool Club, lames get no love
What you saying lil homie?
I kiss my cross for my dead lil homie
Saw a shooting star yesterday, felt God was speaking
Walk in the bank with that bag, the reefer wreaking
Had to let my nuts hang a little, new territory
Was scared for me, momma I made it
Went from spam in the can, to sea bass on plates
30 minutes in the dealership, new paper plates
My windows down, my wheels rolling like skates
ATL, New Orleans, straight drop, we pushing Wraiths

[Chorus]
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Window down, top drop chiefin’ on a fat one
Outta ten hoes, nigga bet you I could mac one
Window down, top drop
Window down, top drop


Vanessa Hudgens & Ashley Tisdale – Ex’s & Oh’s (Elle King Cover)


[Verse 1]
Well, I had me a boy, turned him into a man
I showed him all the things that he didn’t understand
Whoa, and then I let him go
Now, there’s one in California who’s been cursing my name
Cause I found me a better lover in the UK
Hey, hey, until I made my getaway

[Pre-Chorus 1]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Cause I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 1]
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s

[Verse 2]
I had a summer lover down in New Orleans
Kept him warm in the winter, left him frozen in the spring
My, my, how the seasons go by
I get high, and I love to get low
So the hearts keep breaking, and the heads just roll
You know that’s how the story goes

[Pre-Chorus 1]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Cause I’m the best baby that they never gotta keep
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 2]
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ’em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s

[Pre-Chorus 2]
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
Climbing over mountains and a-sailing over seas
One, two, three, they gonna run back to me
They always wanna come, but they never wanna leave

[Chorus 2]
My ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ‘em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and the oh, oh, oh’s they haunt me
Like ghosts they want me to make ‘em O
They won’t let go
Ex’s and oh’s


Curren$y – Top Shelf Lyrics


Are we on the air?
Yes you are
Hello ma
Uh, I’d like to hear a new beat on the request line
Ok you got it, coming up

[Verse 1]
Uh where haven’t we been yet
Where haven’t we been yet
Uh yeah
As the Earth rotates and my name grows bigger
How many women wanna fuck this nigga
How many suckas hating on Hot Spitta
A mathematician would have to come up with the figures
I came up
Quicker than others, now they’re catching feelings
The closer to the deal I get, the more bullshit I’m in
Pay it no attention, I’m just focused on my business
Gearing up for the winter
Copping hooded chinchillas
Look how I supe the styles up with the stunting on them niggas
That’s why they don’t feel me
Add another nigga to the list of bitch boys claiming they wanna kill me
Guilty as a motherfucker if the charge is
Refusing to sell out as an artist
I represent the south on behalf of New Orleans
Even when I’m in the booth I hear the street talking
But them pussy cats don’t want me to send them dogs in
Yeah

[Hook]
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf

[Verse 2]
FS Jets where haven’t we been yet
Brung my brothers to the lot, bought a dozen Corvettes
Throw some rims on them bitches
These ain’t like yours
All of these (?)
Word up
Roll up something, we can smoke it in the Porsche truck
Hear the plane engines and you know its us
Turn it up, let it bump, let it bang
Word to my skating homie Joe
What my homie claim?
Jets over everything
Events like this call for champagne
Toast to my haters, ya’ll a major inspiration
But watch what you’re saying
Cause my niggas will hear it before it even get to me
And the issue’ll be handled before I knew it was beef
But that ain’t really me
But that’s how its gotta be
Even when a nigga in a coupe I can hear the streets talking

[Hook]
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf
You will wanna keep your negative remarks to yourself
FS Jets and we live top shelf

The planes got it
Uh


Miranda Lambert – Six Degrees Of Seperation lyrics


[Verse 1]
Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans
’Til I picked up a quarter from 1979
Stuck it in the back pocket of these jeans
Worn in boyfriend button down Levis
In the saints town I can’t seem to figure out
How to get around, but I ain’t moving on
Threw the quarter in an old street case
And I’ll be damned, he started playing our song

[Chorus]
Six degrees of separation
You’re all over this damn nation
But I’m out of your reach geographically
But you still find a way to get a hold on me
And it’s six degrees of separation

[Verse 2]
Hailed a cab up in NYC
Saw an ad for a litigation lawyer on a bus stop bench
Sitting waiting for the red light to turn green
Smoke-breakers flirting on the steps of Merrill Lynch
Hit the Roosevelt, took it to the 12th
Got a funny feeling as I put my key in the door
Never seen the likes of these city lofts
I swear to god, son I’ve been here before

[Chorus]
Six degrees of separation
You’re all over this damn nation
I’m out of your reach geographically
You still find a way to get a hold on me
And it’s six degrees of separation

Well, it’s six degrees of separation
Yeah, it’s six degrees of separation

[Outro]
Thought that I was safe down in New Orleans
’Til I picked up a quarter from 1979


Primus – Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver


Wynona’s got herself a big brown beaver and she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her, so she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came Lou with the old baboon and said "I recognize that smell, Smells like seven layers, That beaver eatin’ Taco Bell!".

"Now Rex he was a Texan out of New Orleans and he travelled with the carnival shows.
He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars and he candied up his nose.
He got wind of the big brown beaver So he thought he’d take himself a peek, but the beaver was quick and he grabbed him by the kiwis,
and he ain’t pissed for a week.(And a half!)

Wynona took her big brown beaver and she stuck him up in the air, said "I sure do love this big brown beaver and I wish I did have a pair.
Now the beaver once slept for seven days And it gave us all an awful fright,
So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch and the bastard tried to bite me. Wynona loved her big brown beaverAnd she stroked him all the time.
She pricked her finger one day and it occurred to her she might have a porcupine.


Belly – Frozen Water (feat. Future) (Inzombia Mixtape)


[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
Girl, I get back in that Lamb
Yellow diamonds like a cab
These niggas nothin’ but some crabs
I been duckin’ from the pap
Get some head on the Snap
Bought the Lamb just to trap
The main bitch kidnap
Five milli on my neck, I’m good, yeah
Drinkin’ Codeine like it’s Robitussin
Water on me like a water challenge
Drippin’, drippin’, I got frozen diamonds
I’mma never need a cosigner

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Verse 2: Belly]
She mix the lies with the truth, I mix the batch with the juice
I’m tellin’ Hennessy lies, I’m tellin’ Actavis truths
I think I’m relapsin’ and shit, I just fell asleep in the shower
I’m feelin’ weak, need some power
The plug gon’ be back in an hour
She found a bag full of powder
"Oh no, baby, that ain’t flour"
Told her jump up on the table, bet that pussy get devoured

[Refrain: Future]
Yeah, yeah, all my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
I got chains and they flooded like New Orleans, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Belly]
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, frozen
I be goin’ hard just like frozen water, frozen
All my diamonds drip, drippin’ like it’s water, water
First you take the batch and mix it in the water, in the water
Then you pack a bag and meet me at the border, border

[Outro: Future]
All my diamonds drippin’ like some frozen water
All my diamonds flooded like its from New Orleans
First you take the Codeine, mix it in some Sprite
When that drink turn pink, that’s what I like
We gon’ kill these pussy niggas on sight
We gon’ fuck yo’ main bitch on sight
We ’bout to pop a hundred bottles like it’s water
You want that good batch, meet me at the border
You want that good batch, meet me at the border


B.o.B – Fkn Science Bro (Elements Album)


[Intro: Teacher]
Stop running in the halls! Stop! Slow down, sir! Slow down, sir! Stop running in the halls, sir! Anthony get to class! You’re never going to become a college student at that rate!

[Hook]
Fuckin’ science
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 1: B.o.B + Teacher]
Hi-yah lads! Welcome to science class
Bob quit writin’ raps in your log sheet, nobody’s gon’ sign your ass
Okay let’s get scientific
Fossil fuels come from years and years of bio-decomposition
It’s really just scientific
Why didn’t all the fossils turn to oil?
Some did, some didn’t
Anyway…
Didn’t Rockerfeller pay the scientists off the year of the Geneva Convention?
Wait? What was that?
You wanna come up here in front of class?
What? You wanna teach?
You really think you’re smarter than me?
No sir, sit down
Here’s your homework on the atom bomb and the World War
How it affected us then and now
Well uh… I seen the footage and uh, I really just want some answers
How does someone film an atomic bomb and it doesn’t destroy the camera?
I mean…
I was just…
BRO!
Bro, I’m just sayin’… I don’t know

[Hook: B.o.B]
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 2: B.o.B + Teacher]
Welcome to history, we evolved from neanderthalsThat is no mystery!
Well why are there no monkey fossils anywhere?
What, are you kidding me!?
I’m just sayin’… I just
Shoulda learned that way back in elementary
Man this nigga don’t know what the fuck he talkin’ about
I have a diploma, do you have a diploma?
Or a learning disorder?
My wife is a lawyer, we both have a daughter
She’s doin’ fine with the things that we taught her
Yeah I’m just usin’ the scientific method
Did we evolve from electronical boy or homo erectus?
And all of the fossilized footprints in the fossil records
Don’t show a line of thrust, that’s not consistent with compression
What the fuck did he just say??
Yeah, okay smartass
This is real knowledge, save all that hippie shit for art class
It’s really startin’ to bug me on this one
Gonna have to trust me on this one
I have done the studies on this one
You’re a little rusty on this one
I mean why can’t you just answer my question on the subject?
It’s not in the fuckin’ book
It’s not up for discussion

[Hook: B.o.B]
Science, I fuckin’ love science!
I fuckin’ love science!
I love science
Labcoat, check, goggles, check
Nodules, check
Fu-fu-fu-fu-fuckin’ science, bro

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
Damn, must have been a hell of them stegosauruses
Over a century burnin’ fossil fuels, still ain’t no shortages
I ain’t sayin’ I’m Neo, but I’m nothin’ short of a morpheus
Fuck, thought this was a globe, I gotta check my coordinates
You can blame my disorderly conduct on my subordinance
If it ain’t no Coriolis who’s to blame for New Orleans?
Why the poorest people always get extorted by corporate giants
We don’t boycott, we buy in and I find it unfortunate, yeah
Me plus you plus her plus her, that’s four (Math!)
Bring your worst and I’m gon’ bring much more
Leave your nerves, your skirt, both at the door
In case you didn’t know

[Hook: B.o.B + Scientist]
Fuckin’ science bro!
Well Earth shine is much brighter than moonshine
Fu-fuckin’ science, bro
Labcoat, check (moonshine)
Goggles, check (moonshine)
Nodules, check (moonshine)
Fuckin’ (moonshine)

[Verse 4: B.o.B.]
How many fingers am I holdin’ up?
Come and compete him if you’re bold enough
No Bobby Ray don’t give an ounce of fuck
Your team is weak, you beat your bouncer up

[Outro: Teacher + Neil deGrasse Tyson]
Student lives are what you are! God I hate my life. Hey you! You! Stop making out! I know your mother, Susan! I’m gonna tell Susan about this! Debrah! Is that coke???

I’m Neil deGrasse Tyson, bitch!