Tag: OVO


dvsn Album “Morning After” (Stream & Download)





Drake’s OVO artists dvsn drop his new album Morning After and you can now stream and download it on iTunes/Apple Music.

If you’re not familiar with dvsn, they are a Toronto based R&B group signed to Drake’s label OVO Records. They released their debut album Sept 5th last year and this new project serves as a continuation of that project. No that is not a date, it’s the title of the album which is also being promoted as a mixtape.

This new project Morning After comes with 13 tracks including the previously released songs “Think About Me,” “Don’t Choose,” “Mood,” and “P.O.V.” There are no features on the album so you will be getting pure vocals from Daniel Daley and Paul Jefferies, who is also known by his producing name Nineteen85.

Stream and download dvsn album Morning After on iTunes/Apple Music below.




Drake – Free Smoke (More Life Album)




[Intro: Nai Palm]
Is it the strength of your feelings
Overthrowing your pain
Using you high to be reaching
And is it today that you will find your new release
And in your wake, ripple your sweet voice
And more chune for your head tops
So watch how you speak on my name, you know?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I couldn’t get a bill paid
You couldn’t buy the real thing
I was stayin’ up at yo’ place
Tryin’ to figure out the whole thing
I saw people doin’ things
Almost gave up on the music thing
But we all so spoiled now
More life, more everything
Must have never had your phone tapped
All that yappin’ on the phone shit
You must really love the road life
All that never comin’ home shit

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 2]
Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake, though
Miraval to the face, though
I drunk text J-Lo
Old number, so it bounce back
Boi-1da got the bounce back
Used to get paid for shows and front-door money
Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitize after you count that
Me and Gibbo was about that
Eatin’ Applebee’s and Outback
Southwest, no first class
Hilton rooms, gotta double up
Writin’ our name on a double cup
We ain’t even have a tour bus
Girls wouldn’t even think of recordin’ me
I fall asleep in sororities
I had some different priorities
Weezy had all the authority
Women I like was ignorin’ me
Now they like, "Aren’t you adorable?"
I know the question rhetorical
I took the team plane from Oracle
Mama never used to cook much
Used to chef KD
Now me and Chef, KD
Bet on shots for twenty G’s
I brought the game to its knees
I make too much these days to ever say, "Poor me"
Where you at? I never see you

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 3]
Niggas moves so waste
Please come outside the house and show yourself
So I can say it to your face
It’s bound to happen, man, it’s gotta happen now
So let’s just get it out the way
Lot of niggas goin’ bad on me
Please, one at a time
I wanna move to Dubai
So I don’t never have to kick it with none of you guys
I didn’t listen to Hov on that old song
When he told me pay it no mind
I get more satisfaction outta goin’ at your head
And seein’ all of you die
And I seen a lot of you die

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 4]
Hidden Hills where I post, yeah
‘Ye already know, yeah
I’m the troublemaker in the neighborhood
Far as troublemakin’ goes, yeah
House party up the road, yeah
I’m not Kid ‘n Play
This kid doesn’t play about the flow, yeah
Y’all keep playin’ with your nose, yeah
You get high and do the most, yeah
How you let the kid fightin’
Ghost-writin’ rumors turn you to a ghost?
Oh, you niggas got jokes
Free smoke, free smoke

[Outro]
Baka
Yeah, we outchea
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a OVO ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a East Side ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
More life


Drake – No Long Talk (feat. Giggs) (More Life Album)


[Intro]
Really?
Yeah (Six!)
Yeah
Murda on tha beat, so it’s not nice

[Verse 1: Drake]
That’s Baka, he’s a no-long-talker
Quick to let a motherfuckin’ TEC slam
We don’t need to hear about a next man
Youts talk down, then they get ran
Left them, get dipped from the whole ends
If Gilla call shots, no questions
G-Way ’til I’m restin’
But we still got love for the West End
If it’s a chit-chat ting, better talk nice
Murda on the beat, so it’s not nice
Skull gets hot, then I’m not nice
You tryna date her and she been, let me walk twice
Now you man are on a diss ting
Just know man like Chubbs
He’s a fixer if I ever gotta fix tings
Just know man like Fifth, he’s a sicko
As you get tanned, he don’t miss things
Just know man like me, I’m a Sixer
And I oversee the whole thing
Yeah, I pree the whole thing
Yeah, I pree the whole thing
Preme got the hurt tucked, can’t see the whole thing
Niggas wanna talk splits, now we need the whole thing

[Verse 2: Giggs]
Man gets duppied when we touch a button
Man catch suckers, then we’re touchin’ somethin’
Man gets stuck in, yeah, we’re stuck in somethin’
Man gets rappin’ when we’re suckin’ somethin’
Man gets battered with the crutch or somethin’
Man bat bat it, then we buck or somethin’
If man child play it, then we Chucky somethin’
If man start throwin’, then we’re chuckin’ somethin’
I’m on the best side, got the TEC lined
In the whip, on the left side, on a death ride
MAC-10 and the spesh flies, and the TEC slide
Nutty shit like somethin’ just climbed out the X-Files
Textbook, like it’s old school, like in textiles
Lightie, lookin’ healthy and she gets smiles
Home time, grab a quick drink and she gets wild
Sexy, and I rate that and her sex style
Fuckin’ somethin’, yeah nigga, fuckin’ somethin’
Back bent, pussy, I’ll fuck her somethin’
Cognac, better grab a cup of somethin’
Glue pussy like a nigga stuck or somethin’
Stuck or somethin’, like a nigga stuck or somethin’
So the monster is like a truck or somethin’
Spread the pussy out, I’m ’bout to butter somethin’
Man gone Hollywood, it’s like I’m Buck or somethin’

[Outro: Giggs]
You dun know, it’s Hollowman Giggs
Right now, just here with the big man Drizzy, you get me?
More Life flex, you dun know
OVO and SN1 to the world, brap


Drake – Skepta Interlude (More Life Album)


[Hook: Skepta]
It’s a madness
Check my account, it’s a madness (Mmm)
Block that account, it’s a catfish (Yeah)
Block that account, it’s a catfish (Dubplate special)
Check my account, that’s a madness
Check my account, that’s a madness (OVO, BBK)
Block that account, that’s a catfish
Block that account, that’s a catfish

[Verse 1: Skepta]
You don’t know me, you better get to know me
Stand up tall, right next to Kobe
A young G, I had the weapon on me
Slice up work like pepperoni (*shing*)
The police still arrest the homies
No statement, no testimony
Spit in your face with extra bogey
It’s my time, I don’t flex a Rollie
On cloud 9, a man’s extra cosy (greaze)
I might switch it up and direct a movie
Pussyholes tried to execute me
Died and came back as Fela Kuti
Don’t phone me, send a text to Julie
OVO, man’s so unruly
South by, ride out, no Suzuki
Got the Austin Powers, a man’s extra groovy
Greaze, front row, jacket tailor-made
Crackhead swag with the razor blade
Red umbrella when I make it rain
My whole team winnin’, we don’t play your game
Sound like me, but they ain’t the same
See them online tryna fake the fame
They wanna bust jokes, they think I’m Damon Wayans

[Hook: Skepta]
It’s a madness
Check my account, it’s a madness (More Life)
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish (OVO, BBK)
Check my account, that’s a madness (dubplate)
Check my account, that’s a madness (street team)
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Yeah, they’re nothin’ like me, I’m a fuckin’ villain
Go against me, that’s a tough decision
Police wish I was stuck in prison
Fish-eye lens on my tunnel vision (straight)
Real life greaze when I touch the riddim
Still the same guy when I touched a million
Record labels wanted us to listen
But it’s greatness only for the love of Britain
I say it how it is and no fucks are given
Greaze, so don’t forget to remember me
Especially all my enemies
Keep your eyes on me with your jealousy
The most solid gang that you will ever see
Just came back from the embassy
Check my crime sheet, check my legacy
And now I’m back on tour, so what you tellin’ me?
(Greaze) Taliban, Halloween
Pull up in the whip with the gasoline
Yeah, that’s that boy from the magazine
Bust my dance at the cash machine
Make her back it up, bounce on my trampoline
Like Martin Luther, man, I had a dream
Now it’s my world, you can have the scene

[Hook: Skepta]
It’s a madness
Check my account, it’s a madness
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Check my account, that’s a madness
Check my account, that’s a madness
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish


Drake – Do Not Disturb (More Life Album)


[Verse]
Yeah, stylin’ though
Dissin’, but got pictures with me smilin’ though
All the things you need, you still want problems though
All the things I know, I still been silent though
Yeah, used to be at SilverCity Indigo
Used to be in lunchroom, playin’ dominoes
I don’t want to have to go to funerals
I gotta start sleepin’ at the studio
I don’t have no time to be no Romeo
All the love I need is at the rodeo
All the love I need is here at OVO, yeah
All the girls I know are there with Ian Throw
Who knows where I end up when that shit gets old?
Maybe it never gets old and that’s just how it goes
Last table left in Carbone, callin’ plays on a rotary phone
I take a glass, it don’t mean, "Nah, don’t go with me home."
Might move our annual shit to the ‘Dome
I need 40,000 people to see what I’m on
Yeah, ducked a lot of spiteful moves
I was an angry youth when I was writin’ Views
Saw a side of myself that I just never knew
I’ll probably self-destruct if I ever lose, but I never do
Steady doin’ double shifts
1da doin’ the beat and I open up like a double click
More blessings because I’m generous
Thirty-seater plane for like ten of us
Remember when I bought Sealey the fake Chanel wallet
She knew that shit was a fraud but never told me about it
Nowadays when we catchin’ up we just laugh about it
Can’t describe what my life is like when she asks about it
Scary whenever I close my eyes at night
Wakin’ up to public statements about my private life
I can never sleep ’til morning on all my quiet nights
But you can rest assure that my mind is right
Get no sick days, I leave for like three months in six days
Never stick around to see shit change
Get lil’ updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin’
Seasons go by like I’m binge-watchin’
Went from Club Palazzo in the Bridge to Club LIV
To not even showin’ up to a club ‘less we doin’ bis’
I can’t even party while a nigga pursuin’ this
Distractions will do you in, in the truest sense
Especially people that want to lecture me, and frame it like they just want the best for me
Or they check for me, whatever splits it up
So there’s more for them and there’s less for me
They don’t know they got to be faster than me to get to me
No one’s done it successfully
7AM in Germany, can’t believe that they heard of me
Last verse that I gotta do is always like surgery
Always tryin’ to let go of anything that’ll burden me
That’s the reason you can feel the tension and the urgency
Last chance I get to make sure that you take it personally
Take this shit to heart, it’s always executed perfectly
If we do a song it’s like takin’ my kids to work with me
You overnight celebrity, you one day star
Swear I Told You that I’m in this bitch for eternity
I am a reflection of all of your insecurities
Behind closed doors, a lot of 6 God worshipping
Done talk now, ’cause there’s other shit that’s concernin’ me
There’s real ones around me
I want to make sure they learn from me
I want to see my dog, but his grandmother’s his surety
He can’t even dip out to see me in an emergency
My life is set around competition and currency
Takin’ summer off, ’cause they tell me I need recovery
Maybe gettin’ back to my regular life will humble me
I’ll be back in 2018 to give you the summary
More Life


Drake – Free Smoke lyrics


[Intro: Nai Palm]
Is it the strength of your feelings
Overthrowing your pain
Using you high to be reaching
And is it today that you will find your new release
And in your wake, ripple your sweet voice
And more chune for your head tops
So watch how you speak on my name, you know?

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I couldn’t get a bill paid
You couldn’t buy the real thing
I was stayin’ up at yo’ place
Tryin’ to figure out the whole thing
I saw people doin’ things
Almost gave up on the music thing
But we all so spoiled now
More life, more everything
Must have never had your phone tapped
All that yappin’ on the phone shit
You must really love the road life
All that never comin’ home shit

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 2]
Dom Rosé toast
Hidden Hills where I post
I start my day slow
Silk pajamas when I wake, though
Miraval to the face, though
I drunk text J-Lo
Old number, so it bounce back
Boi-1da got the bounce back
Used to get paid for shows and front-door money
Five, ten, twenties, hand sanitize after you count that
Me and Gibbo was about that
Eatin’ Applebee’s and Outback
Southwest, no first class
Hilton rooms, gotta double up
Writin’ our name on a double cup
We ain’t even have a tour bus
Girls wouldn’t even think of recordin’ me
I fall asleep in sororities
I had some different priorities
Weezy had all the authority
Women I like was ignorin’ me
Now they like, “Aren’t you adorable?”
I know the question rhetorical
I took the team plane from Oracle
Mama never used to cook much
Used to chef KD
Now me and Chef, KD
Bet on shots for twenty G’s
I brought the game to its knees
I make too much these days to ever say, “Poor me”
Where you at? I never see you

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 3]
Niggas moves so waste
Please come outside the house and show yourself
So I can say it to your face
It’s bound to happen, man, it’s gotta happen now
So let’s just get it out the way
Lot of niggas goin’ bad on me
Please, one at a time
I wanna move to Dubai
So I don’t never have to kick it with none of you guys
I didn’t listen to Hov on that old song
When he told me pay it no mind
I get more satisfaction outta goin’ at your head
And seein’ all of you die
And I seen a lot of you die

[Hook]
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!
Free smoke, free smoke, aye!

[Verse 4]
Hidden Hills where I post, yeah
‘Ye already know, yeah
I’m the troublemaker in the neighborhood
Far as troublemakin’ goes, yeah
House party up the road, yeah
I’m not Kid ‘n Play
This kid doesn’t play about the flow, yeah
Y’all keep playin’ with your nose, yeah
You get high and do the most, yeah
How you let the kid fightin’
Ghost-writin’ rumors turn you to a ghost?
Oh, you niggas got jokes
Free smoke, free smoke

[Outro]
Baka
Yeah, we outchea
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a OVO ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
It’s a East Side ting, aye?
Ya don know, aye?
More life


DRAKE – Skepta Interlude lyrics


It’s a madness!
Check my account, it’s a madness (Mmm)
Block that account, it’s a catfish (Yeah)
Block that account, it’s a catfish (Dubplate special)
Check my account, that’s a madness
Check my account, that’s a madness (OVO, BBK)
Block that account, that’s a catfish
Block that account, that’s a catfish

You don’t know me, you better get to know me
Stand up tall, right next to Kobe
A young G, I had the weapon on me
Slice up work like pepperoni
The police still arrest the homies
No statement, no testimony
Spit in your face with extra bogey
It’s my time, I don’t flex a Rollie
On cloud 9, a man’s extra cosy
I might switch it up and direct a movie
Pussyholes tried to execute me
Died and came back as Fela Kuti
Don’t phone me, send a text to Julie
OVO, man’s so unruly
South by, ride out, no Suzuki
Got the Austin Powers, a man’s extra groovy
Front row, jacket tailor-made
Crackhead swag with the razor blade
Red umbrella when I make it rain
My whole team winning, we don’t play your game
Sound like me but they ain’t the same
See them online tryna fake the fame
They wanna bust jokes, they think I’m Damon Wayans

It’s a madness
Check my account, it’s a madness (More Life)
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish (OVO, BBK)
Check my account, that’s a madness (dubplate)
Check my account, that’s a madness (street team)
Block that account, that’s a catfish
Block that account, that’s a catfish

They’re nothing like me, I’m a fucking villain
Go against me, that’s a tough decision
Police wish I was stuck in prison
Fish eye lens on my tunnel vision
Real life greaze when I touch the riddim
Still the same guy when I touched a million
Record labels wanted us to listen
But it’s greatness only for the love of Britain
I say it how it is and no fucks are given
So don’t forget to remember me
Especially all my enemies
Keep your eyes on me with your jealousy
The most solid gang that you will ever see
Just came back from the embassy
Check my crime sheet, check my legacy
And now I’m back on tour, so what you telling me?
Taliban, Halloween
Pull up in the whip with the gasoline
Yeah, that’s that boy from the magazine
Bust my dance at the cash machine
Make her back it up, bounce on my trampoline
Like Martin Luther, man, I had a dream
Now it’s my world, you can have the scene

It’s a madness
Check my account, it’s a madness
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Block that account, it’s a catfish
Check my account, that’s a madness
Check my account, that’s a madness
Block that account, that’s a catfish
Block that account, that’s a catfish


DRAKE – Do Not Disturb lyrics


Yeah
Styling though
This [?] got pictures with me smiling, though
All the things you need, you still want problems though
All the things I need, I still been silent though
Yeah
Used to be at silver city indigo
Used to be in lunchroom playing dominoes
I don’t want to have to go to funerals
I gotta start season at the studio
I don’t have no time to be no romeo
All the love I need is at the rodeo
All the love I need is here at OVO
Yeah
All the girls I know are with Ian Throw
Who knows where I end up when the shit gets old
Baby, you never get old and that’s just how it goes
Last table left at
I take a glass it don’t mean “nah, don’t go with me home”
Might move our annual shit to the dome
I need 40,000 people to see what I’m on
Yeah
Ducked a lot spiteful moods
I was an angry you when I was writing Views
Saw a side of myself that I never knew
Probably self-destruct if I ever lose but I never do
Instead, he doing double shifts
1da doing the beat and I open up like a double click
More blessings because I’m generous
30 seater the plan for like 10 of us
Remember when I bought [?] the fake Chanel wallet
She knew that shit was a fraud but she never told me about it
Nowadays when we catchin’ up we just laugh about it
Can’t describe my life when she ask about it
Scary whenever I close my eyes at night
Waking up to public statements about my private life
I can never sleep til’ morning on all my quite nights
But you can rest assure that my mind is right
Can’t get no sick days
I leave for like 3 months and 6 days
Never stick around to see shit change
Get lil’ updates, texts in my inbox been poppin’
Seasons go bye like I’m binge watching
Went from club [?] in the bridge to Club Live
To not even showing up to a club uless we doing bis’
I can’t even party while a nigga pursing this
Distractions will do you in the truest sense
Especially people who want to lecture me and frame it like they just want the best for me or the check for me
Whatever splits it up so there’s more for them and less for me
They don’t know they got to be faster than me to get to me
No one’s done it successfully
7AM in Germany, can’t believe that they heard of me
Last verse I gotta do it always like surgery
Always trying to let go of anything that might burden me
That’s the reason you can feel the tension and urgency
Last chance I get to make sure you take this personally
Take this shit to heart, it’s always executed perfectly
If we do a song it’s like taking my kids to work with me
You overnight celebrity, you one day star
I told you I’m in this bitch for entirety
I am a reflection of all of your insecurities
Behind closed doors, a lot of 6 God worshipping
Done talk now, cause theres other shit that concerning me
There’s real ones around me, I want to make sure they learn from me
I want to see my dog but his grandmother is [?]
He can’t even dip out to see me in an emergency
My life is set around competition and currency
Maybe gettin’ back to my regular life will humble me
I’ll be back in 2018 to give you the summary

More Life…!


DRAKE – No Long Talk lyrics


(Yeah!)
(Yeah!)
Murda on tha beat so it’s not nice

That’s Baka, he’s a no long talker
Quick to let a motherfucking TEC slam
We don’t need to hear about a next man
Youts talk down, then they get ran
Left them, get dipped from the whole ends
If Gilla call shots, no questions
G-Way ’til I’m resting
But we still got love for the West End
If it’s a chit chat ting, better talk nice
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice
Skull gets hot, then I’m not nice
You tryna date her and she been, let me walk twice
Now you man are on a diss ting
Just know man like Chubbs
He’s a fixer if I ever gotta fix tings
Just know man like Fifth, he’s a sicko
As you get tanned, he don’t miss things
Just know man like me, I’m a Sixer
And I oversee the whole thing
Yeah I pree the whole thing
Yeah I pree the whole thing
Pree gotta hurt talk, can’t see the whole thing
Niggas wanna talk splits, na we need the whole thing

Man gets duppied when we touch a button
Man catch suckers then we’re touching somethin’
Man gets stuck in, yeah we’re stuck in somethin’
Man gets scrapping when we’re sucking somethin’
Man gets battered with the crutch or somethin’
Man bat bat it, then we buck or somethin’
If man child play it then we Chucky somethin’
If man start throwing then we’re chucking somethin’
I’m on the best side, got the TEC lined
In the whip, on the left side on a death ride
MAC-10 and the spesh flies and the TEC slide
Nutty shit like somethin’ just climbed out the X-Files
Textbook, like it’s old school, like in textiles
Lighty, looking healthy and she gets smiles
Home time, grab a quick drink and she gets wild
Sexy, and I rate that and her sex style
Fuckin’ somethin’, yeah nigga, fuckin’ somethin’
Back bent, pussy, I’ll fuck her somethin’
Cognac, better grab a cup of somethin’
Glue pussy like a nigga stuck or somethin’, stuck or somethin’
Like a nigga stuck or somethin’
So the monster is like a truck or somethin’
Spread the pussy out, I’m ’bout to butter somethin’
Man gone Hollywood, it’s like I’m Buck or somethin’

You dun know
It’s Hollowman Giggs
Right now, just here with the big man Drizzy, you get me?
More Life flex, you dun know
OVO and SN1 to the world, brap


Gucci Mane & Future – 100it racks Lyrics


[Intro: DJ Esco + Future]
Summer 16! Yeah!
Freebandz, OVO
DJ Esco
Talkin’ duffle talk, yeah

[Hook: Future + Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 1: Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
All y’all niggas don’t matter
I hit threes off balance
I switch hands like Allen
I’m just blessed, full of talent
For the whole 6 I’m wylin’
You think she your baby girl
She text us like Dallas
Oh shit, guess it don’t matter
Talk down on me, I’m flattered
Whole Freebandz on Xanax
Y’all can’t do no damage
Wrong cup, guess it don’t matter
This one tastes like candy
This one must be Hendrix’s
Fuck y’all boys, y’all finished
You’re dead
I don’t talk to hoes about business
Diamond in my tooth from the dentist
Put a nigga name in the Guinness
Remember when my phone was on minutes
I ain’t dead yet like I’m Bruce Willis
I ain’t really worried ’bout an image
Y’all still treat it like a scrimmage

[Hook: Future + Drake]
And I, I got a…
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah! Why not? Okay, okay, okay
Truuu! 2 Chainz!
Hundred thousand bustin’ out the wrapper
Count it up ’til I get a callous
I don’t really talk to y’all rappers
Put codeine in a Snapple
Put codeine on a salad
Guess I’m on a codeine diet
Put another hundred in the rifle
Everybody better be quiet
Everybody put your hands higher
Then I chop the top like, “Hiyah”
All of my 16s fire
All of my bitches buyers
They buyin’ extra clothes, I mean
They bisexual, I mean
Versace sectional, I mean
Roll up the Texaco, I mean
This is the crazy flow
I got a straightjacket in the booth
I smoke a joint durin’ an interview
Got the Rolex playin’ peek-a-boo
All of you niggas that took the swag
I’ma have to get residuals
I’m a different individual
Got my hand on my genitals

[Hook: Future + Drake]
I got a…
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 3: Future]
We ain’t gotta use no scale
It’s all there, you ain’t gotta count it
Crocodile Hermes bag
Stuffed all down my pockets
Hundred racks sittin’ in the plastic
I ain’t even gon’ fuckin’ touch it
You can go ask L.A
I don’t go to work on budgets
You can go check these stones
Everything on me flooded
And I gotta work three phones
Name another nigga gettin’ cloned
Put a hoe nigga on a shirt
Got a new bank account alert
Whole Freebandz on mud
Taliban gang on percs
I ain’t gonna take no shorts
Turn my dog to a boss
We ain’t gon’ take no losses
Know you tryna steal that sauce
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I done ran up me a bag
We got a tour this summer
I’m ’bout to run up a bag
Hundred thousand dollars for a walkthrough
I’ma need mine in cash
Got a whole city on my back
I ain’t ’bout to go outside
Whole Freebandz on coke

[Hook: Future + Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper


Roy Woods – Magic Lyrics


[Intro]
OVO, UTU
OVO, UTU
OVO, UTU

[Verse 1]
Oh, wake up, I’ma get up later when I want, touch snooze
Pack heat then I turn up blunt in the room
Shawty calls but I’m not answerin’ calls
I don’t throw money, those panties still fall (droppin’, droppin’)
Gettin’ down with a lil’ thing from the North (Northside)
Southside got ’em all down where they want (sure nigga)
Sippin’ white Gin for the night and the cars (yeah, yeah)
We can fuck though I got pain in my heart

[Pre-Hook]
Knock knock boy, is you ready? (Is you ready?)
From the top dropped down with your lady? (skrr, skrr, hey)
Hit the club, skrr’ting off from the lames (skrrt’ing off)
I need a [?] who will throw it from the B’s
I’m gettin’ down with a shawty like me
And it’s benign to a yella like me
I been movin’ alright
Why ask? You ain’t transform me

[Pre-Hook]
You can get mad that I made it
You ain’t know the work I put in
Check my profile and they hit me
I been doing me on the daily
You can get mad that I made it
You ain’t know the work I put in
Check my profile and they hit me
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I be makin’ magic on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I be makin’ magic on the daily
I been doing me on the…

[Verse 2]
You think you know me? From what nigga?
I know how to start up from nothin’ (start up from the bottom)
Basement days. now we up mama (we up mama)
I ain’t just sippin’ on nothin’
Niggas out there like to front, uh
I do what I say when I’m ready
You check my steez, do me at ease

[Pre-Hook]
Knock knock boy, is you ready? (Is you ready?)
From the top dropped down with your lady? (skrr, skrr, hey)
Hit the club, skrr’ting off from the lames (skrrt’ing off)
I need a [?] who will throw it from the B’s
I’m gettin’ down with a shawty like me
And it’s benign to a yella like me
I been movin’ alright
Why ask? You ain’t transform me

[Pre-Hook]
You can get mad that I made it
You ain’t know the work I put in
Check my profile and they hit me
I been doing me on the daily
You can get mad that I made it
You ain’t know the work I put in
Check my profile and they hit me
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I be makin’ magic on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I been doing me on the daily
I be makin’ magic on the daily
I been doing me on the…

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
I been doing me
Do you shawty
‘Cause I been doing me
Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha
Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha
Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha
Oh-oh yeah-ha
Ye-ah-ha-ha-ha


Nov 17, Popcaan – Fresh Jordan Lyrics


Yow Anju Blaxx

Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh

Fresh Jordan man a rock
Hennessy on the rocks
If you diss you get three from the Gloc
Whaaa, Champagne man a pop
Gal a flock when we stop
Man a bad anywhere on the map
Fat Range man a push without the top
Gal a say me sweet like lollipop
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh

Unruly shell the bar straight
Me nuh thirsty
Plus me clean to the bone
Me nuh dirty
How much champagne over thirty
Bottle nuff like a Drizzie J birthday
Gal dem a whine pon me all night long
Say she love how the pipe long
One word me say and turn har right on
Right on…

Fresh Jordan man a rock
Hennessy on the rocks
If you diss you get three from the Gloc
Whaaa, Champagne man a pop
Gal a flock when we stop
Man a bad anywhere on the map
Fat Range man a push without the top
Gal a say me sweet like lollipop
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh

Gal a watch we like Love and Hip Hop
And don’t figot how much gal we got
OVO, Unruly me nuh quitter
Am still at the top
And still nah relax
After dem wah tek we space and caah do that
So badmind get grill off
And if a boy diss the boss dem a tun inna corpse
You can ask Anju Blaxx

Fresh Jordan man a rock
Hennessy on the rocks
If you diss you get three from the Gloc
Whaaa, Champagne man a pop
Gal a flock when we stop
Man a bad anywhere on the map
Fat Range man a push with out the top
Gal a say me sweet like lollipop
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh

Fresh Jordan man a rock
Hennessy on the rocks
If you diss you get three from the Gloc
Whaaa, Champagne man a pop
Gal a flock when we stop
Man a bad anywhere on the map
Fat Range man a push with out the top
Gal a say me sweet like lollipop
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh
Ah ha, ah ha, ahha, yeaaahhhh


Papoose – Darkside letras

October 31, 2016

Lyrics

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It’s hoodie season
[Hook]
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out

[Verse 1]
They say why New York dudes always wear Timberlands
‘Cause when we stomp niggas out we like to finish ’em
Bulletproof truck don’t make me laugh
‘Cause you gotta get out the truck to pump your gas
They got a lot a secrets that they know we know
So when they come around us they have no ego
Catch me at the dice game I’ma throw Cee-lo
Stick up kids get no free dough
Catch you sitting in your v let the toastie go
Put a hole on both sides of your v, OVO
(Where you from?) I’m from the dark side
If one of us got drama homie we all ride
At my cousin’s funeral we all cried
Papoose ain’t been the same since Strong died
I just hop in the Maybach and ride
Brooklyn is mine I’m bout to take back the Stuy
Never gave nothing say I gotta payback but why
Only thing I got to do homie is stay black and die

[Hook]
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out

[Verse 2]
Ask Stevie Wonder he gon tell you when I die
I’m so gifted they gon put a ribbon in the sky
Never shy to a fight, you talk alot
You can catch this fade, barbershop
Set your crib on fire, the doors is locked
You can’t open the door cause the knob is hot
I got that rubber grip on me, marvlous Glock
I be backing out on them, parking spot
More heart than Kevin, my bars is hot
Y’all rappers really comedians, Chocolate Drop
Clip loaded to the top I bet you see
It’s better when it’s fully loaded like an SUV
Somebody ever made you real mad?
And you totally spazzed out on they ass
Now they sorry tryna apologize
Deep down inside everybody got a dark side

[Hook]
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
I’m from the dark side
Dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side, dark side
The lights went out, the lights went out
The lights went out, nigga the lights went out
I said the lights went, the lights went out
The lights went out, homie the lights went out


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