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Chris Brown – Had To Do It… Sorry DJ Khaled Lyrics




[Intro: Michael Jackson & DJ Khaled]
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
We the Best Music!
You gotta feel that beat
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
Another one
I wanna rock with you
DJ Khaled!

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I’ve been looking for a BM
‘Bout to see this boy slide, that’s a DM
Yeah, got into her DM (ayy)
And I started lining up for the PM, baby (woah)
I need a one, two, three-some
I need a girl to throw it back like a refund, I don’t mind
Feel that beat (that beat), baby
Bounce that ass and I’m grabbing it like a rebound

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
‘Cause I want a fatty on me
‘Cause I keep a Magnum on me
Don’t mind, take your time on me
Late night, rub that ass on me, girl
Where you at? I’m tryna find ya (yep)
I hope them other fellas nevermind ya, yeah, yeah
So I can pull down your blinds, girl, I swear

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
And my pad on the East Side, B side
Now you down like a beach towel
I, want the breakfast in bed
Body soft like butter spread, girl, you a snack (yikes!)
Got that bass in your trunk (oh!)
And two Chevy’s side to side (woo)
We can ride all night, ’cause I’m all papers now

[Pre-Chorus 2: Chris Brown]
I need a fatty on me
I keep a Magnum on me
Don’t pack 24 karats
Really, I’m all in it, girl (hey)
Where you at? I’m right behind ya, yeah
And tell them other niggas don’t bother (yeah)
‘Cause I’ma love you all night, yeah, I swear, yeah (oh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Good morning, my moses
French toast and French kiss is what I want
Yeah, Folgers, stay over
Sweat pants and hair up in a pony, ha
You know I love that fresh face, ooh, woah
Up in that bag, already packed
Bring that ass over to my place (ow!)
Bring that ass to my place, come on (ooh, hoo)
My house, place, place

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Outro: Michael Jackson]
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
Share that beat of love
I wanna rock with you




LiL PEEP – Avoid lyrics




[Verse 1: WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL & DØVES]
You’ll only see us in the back
GothBoiClique, all black
I knew love once, it’s hard to forget
I thought of you and nights spent
When I’m backed against the wall
I thought of her and highly
‘Cause she answered when I called
I want her to wanna hurt me
And I miss 2013 love songs
And I’m so lost, under club lights
In the all black, GothBoiClique

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, baby, I be makin’ noise
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, no choice
Lookin’ for you in the back of the club
Lookin’ for her in the back of the club, fucked up
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs

[Verse 2: WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL & DØVES]
Fucked up in the back of the club
Cast a sigil in the back of the club
I got scars on me, no love
Light a candle and I pray for Døves
And you’re fadin’ away, like the pill under my tongue
We seriously never even touched, it sucks
I’ma put your name in my skin, mix the ink in my blood
It’s so fucked
So tell me what is love
If I ever had it, if I ever had it
Did I really want it?
And why can’t I remember?
I cannot remember
I took the black two-seater when you pushed me away
Into the dark, I only want what’s best for you, baby
I reach out to you, but slowly
If there’s passion there, then show me
Fast, hard
It’s a slow drug
And I swear that
But it’s true love
These are true lines

[Verse 3: DØVES]
Saw you in the back of the club again
And we just started textin’ again
And now you sendin’ pictures to my phone, like I just can’t resist
I’m tryin’ not to let you feel missed (tryin’ so hard)
And now we’re in the bar, like 6 PM
And now we took a bottle to your bed
Listenin’ to Slowdive, eyes like so-so red
And I can’t stop starin’ at the back of your neck
And you think you can make me love again
I swear that I will never feel a thing
Hollow shell, quiet hell, but you’re so into me
Screamin’, “Why don’t you love me back?!”
‘Cause it’s GothBoiClique, ’til my lungs collapse

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, baby, I be makin’ noise
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, no choice
Lookin’ for you in the back of the club
Lookin’ for her in the back of the club, fucked up
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs


Sammie – Expiration Date


[Guitar] Xeryus
[Verse 1]
Girl, you’re so far gone, I know you meant it
You cut all your hair off, yeah these days you’re lookin’ different
You switched up your number ’cause I had to use the DM
I was dialin’ the old one from AM, noon, to PM, shit
So your mama know we broke up
I see you blocked me, baby, grow up
Don’t shut me out, baby girl, hold up
I know that you heard all this before
I never thought I’d see the day when you ignore me

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date

[Verse 2]
Let me guess, I bet you’re all in your group text
Textin’ your girls how I’m a dog now
And I bet they’re goin’ in
You keep on listenin’ to your friends
Although they’re single and they’re played out
You’re prolly goin’ out tonight
You’re prolly gettin’ dressed up right now
You’re prolly gettin’ drunk tonight
You’re plottin’ how you’re gon’ get me back somehow
Oh, baby, I know
How tables turn, yeah, I know
You live and learn, yeah, I know
I know

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh, oh
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh
I’m sorry


SZA – Broken Clocks


[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me


SZA – Broken Clocks (At Grammy Awards 2018) (Live)


[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me


50 Cent Continues Trolling Tyrese Over Will and Jada $5 Million Lie



50 Cent got his hands on more material to troll Tyrese on social media.

In case you do not know, Tyrese has been going through a lot over the past couple of weeks, with allegations from his ex-wife that he abused their 10-year-old daughter. She eventually got out a restraining order against him that triggered a bitter custody battle. At one point, Tyrese posted a video on Instagram of himself crying over the ordeal but that’s not all that went down. He later posted that Will and Jada Smith gave him $5 million to help with his legal fees because he is broke. 50 Cent trolled the Baby Boy actor for crying on the Gram.

Turns out the Will and Jada story was a lie and 50 Cent has already pounced on it. Sources say Will Smith has denied Tyrese story saying that the couple never gave him the money. The rapper posted a screenshot of the story on Balleralert. “Wait so this fool just made some sh*t up. LOL Will like I ain’t give him that #50centralbet tonight 10:30 PM on BET,” 50 Cent wrote. He then posted a video of the R&B singer saying he is waiting on the wire for his Will Smith check. The clip is a mashup of movies scenes from both Tyrese and Will Smith and it’s hilarious.

Tyrese is proclaiming that he is broke and cannot even afford to pay his legal fees but celebrities have been known to portray being broke to avoid paying an enormous child support. In this case, Gibson’s baby mama is asking for a reported $80,000 per month. So clearly, he does not want to be paying that enormous amount in child support, so he is wining and squealing down to the very end hoping that the judge will have sympathy on his and significantly lower the child support amount that his baby mama is asking for.

Wait so ?this fool just made some shit up. LOL Will like I ain't give him that ?#50centralbet tonight 10:30 PM on BET

A post shared by 50 Cent (@50cent) on Nov 8, 2017 at 8:34am PST

? LOL catch 50Central tonight 10:30 PM #50centralbet #frigo

A post shared by 50 Cent (@50cent) on Nov 8, 2017 at 10:57am PST


Ice-T – Shut Up, Be Happy Lyrics


ICE-T
Shut Up, Be Happy Lyrics

(feat. Jello Biafra)

We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Do not attempt to think or depression may accure.
Stay in your homes.
Curfew is at 7 PM sharp after work.
Anyone gaught outside of gates of their suveillance sectors after curfew
will be shot.
Remain calm, do not panic.
Your neighborhood watchofficer will be by to collect urine examples in
the morning.
Anyone gaught intefering with the collection of urine examples will be
shot.
Stay in your homes, remain calm.
The number one enemy of progress is question.
National security is more important than individual will.
All port broadcasts will proceed as normal.
No more than two people may gather anywhere without promission.
Use only the drugs described by your boss or supervisor.
Shut up, be happy.
Obey all orders without question.
The comformental mandor is now mandatory.
Be happy.
At last everything is done for you.


SZA – Broken Clocks (Ctrl Album)


[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me


SZA – Broken Clocks lyrics


Run fast from my day job
Running fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Running back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back
They never take me
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ohhhh
Better day than yesterday
Ohhhh
I just take it day by day
Ohhhh
Never hearing what they say
Ohhhhh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still up still up
Its still love its
Still love still love still loving still love
Nothing but love for you
Nothing but love
Nothing but love

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[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got
Pieces and pages
Talking a lot
Sorry I’m faded
Think I forgot
You love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Got a dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days [?]
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to the weather
I was down for whatever
And then some
You got make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ohhhhh
Better day than yesterday
Ohhhh
I just take it day by day
Ohhhh
Never hearing what they say
Ohhhhh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still up still up
Its still love its still love
Still love still love still loving still love
Nothing but love for you
Nothing but love
Nothing but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat makes me feel young again
Can’t beat em just join the party
I dont wanna don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got
Pieces and pages
Talking a lot
Sorry I’m faded
Think I forgot
You love me
You love me
You love me


100 shots – Young Dolph lyrics


Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused versuri-lyrics.info
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
Young Dolph lyrics
Video shots


Young Dolph – 100 Shots (Bulletproof Album)


[Intro]
Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother (goddamn)
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother (that’s my dog)
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her (hey, what you need, lil’ mama?)
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle (ayy, you ready?)
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (skrrt)
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers (for real though)
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (we eatin’ good)
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker (haha, yeah)
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang (gang)
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang (gang)
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane (yeah, hey)
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (yeah)
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me (Franklins)
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused (yeah)
But I really want to crash (damn)
Think about where you at (okay)
Then think about your past (alright)
Yeah, I really came from shit (yeah)
But I won’t change for shit (nah)
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways (yeah)
My wrist say I been getting paid (yeah)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah)

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster shit to drop (bulletproof)
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
Fuck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your bitch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six bitches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid ass niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks (haha)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?


Young Dolph – 100 Shots Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah
It’s Dolph
Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie, and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sitting outside the cornerstore
Six figure client got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screaming gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains
If I ain’t in the bank then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, then they pray for you to fall
Young nigga stay focused
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah I really came from shit
But I won’t change for shit
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paid

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops
My role model used to get a hundred blocks
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars
My pinky ring extra large
Foreigns all in the garage, remember my first menage
Yeah, Tori and Brittany
I’m shopping for diamonds at Tiffany’s
No, I don’t got no sympathy
She blew my whistle like a referee
Broke black nigga, remember me?
Until I found out that recipe
Started getting about ten a week
Finger on the trigger when I sleep
Yeah nigga, I rather you than me
Backseat, smoking good weed

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop
Before you come through that back door you better knock
They been waiting on this gangster shit to drop
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million?
Self made millionaire, oh what a feeling
My niggas came from dealing
Fuck nigga get out your feelings
Your bitch gave me sexual healing
Guess who just walked in the building?
Came out with six bitches
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’
You looking for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen
Big rocks in my watch
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?


Nines – Getting Money Now (One Foot Out Album)


[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
I got money now, now

[Verse 1: Nines]
Stretchin’ keys, don’t need to give my ‘nect the P’s
Them man are still preppin’ D’s
Come through with my neck on freeze
I ain’t browsing, I’m spending G’s
Them niggas starving, soon bill a tennis court in my garden
I ain’t scared when they Yay’s touchin’ cuh it’s less risky when you pay customs
If you had my chick, you’d probably never cheat
But I be smashin’ groupies on these Fendi sheets
Them rappers can’t keep up with me
Ten racks, I blew it like a cup of tea
My nigga Jojo be in that lambo
Anywhere I go then gang go
Always wanted a penthouse
Now I treat the penthouse like a bando

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them

[Verse 2: Nines]
Uh, whip up, made a fiend white the spoon
Hollywood lookin’ like the moon
Don’t think I’m gettin’ money now I won’t see a paigon and run him down
Now I’m on the rise
BMT, most the city love me just for being me
I went Africa, see niggas starve
Felt bad comin’ home business class
I make six figures every summer drought
Way before rap, I had one foot out
They don’t know how long I put ground work in
Now me and Skrapz soon be crowd surfing
Still riskin’ my freedom for my set
Re-up gang, I just wanna call the ‘nect
Hoes and dough nigga that’s all I get
Wasn’t like this when I was wearin’ Sports Direct

[Bridge]
We gon’ make it out the ends one day
One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
Look at where I come from
Shit’s so real, real, real

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them


Pink Guy – I Will Get A Vasectomy (Pink Season Album)


[Intro]
I just wanna show my appreciation to how much I love kids and teens between the ages of twelve and seventeen

[Verse 1]
Why, are kids so fucking stupid?
Did their parents not beat them hard enough-enough-enough?
I try, to empathize with teens
Because when I was younger I was stupid too-too-too (It’s true)
But then I realized, that I was never this stupid
My friends were never this stupid, y’all are just dense-dense-dense
Like damn, I’m really, really concerned
I wish your father would use that wooden spoon-spoon-spoon (Just fucking beat them already)

I was being ironic man, what a fucking loser. Do you have-

[Verse 2]
Listen kids, being edgy is okay
But the same ten jokes in a row, that’s not okay-okay-okay
Like damn, is that all you can come up with?
If you’re gonna be racist at least be original, please (Yeah, we’re dead serious)
If you’re under seventeen, please don’t ever talk to me
You think this is part of the act, but please don’t come near me

[Outro]
Dude, get a load of this guy! He’s never heard of irony before! What a fucking loser dude!
Jimmy it’s past your bedtime
Dad no
It’s past your bedtime, get back to bed
I was just being ironic
I don’t care
No dad please
No, you’re being a piece of shit, take these spanks you little bitch
Daddy please, daddy please
Who do you think you are? who the fuck do you think you are? Talking to people on the internet like you’re some piece of shit, calling irony
I was just being ironic
Take these fucking spanks you dumbass kid. I should’ve never given birth to you, you piece of shit. Take that, I’m out of here son
I was being ironic
If I should even call you son
Daddy, have you ever heard of irony before?

I was just kidding, that crying was ironic, i wasn’t actually crying
What the fuck did you just say? You want me to come back here? Huh?
Nothing daddy
That’s what I fucking thought, go back to bed, it’s nine PM


Justine Skye – Jezebel (8 Ounces Album)


Oh Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Cause you all on my IG
Talkin shit bout me
All in my timeline
Picture you
Tryna out me

Internet thuggin
Avatar muggin
Now you got me black bagging
Got you on thought when I’m dragging, you

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

We used to be friends
Now you all in my DM
From AM to PM
I just delete them

I heard you getting right now
On tour with what’s-his-face
No debate, you know the place
Word’s getting round now
You a player on the team, where all the boys go

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face

Show your face when you talk to me (Show your face)
Show your face (Show your face)
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
You’re the girl the guys (girl the guys) know so well
Jezebel, don’t want to front you out but what the hell

What the hell


Pink Guy – I Will Get A Vasectomy Lyrics


[Intro]
I just wanna show my appreciation to how much I love kids and teens between the ages of twelve and seventeen

[Verse 1]
Why, are kids so fucking stupid?
Did their parents not beat them hard enough-enough-enough?
I try, to empathize with teens
Because when I was younger I was stupid too-too-too (It’s true)
But then I realized, that I was never this stupid
My friends were never this stupid, y’all are just dense-dense-dense
Like damn, I’m really, really concerned
I wish your father would use that wooden spoon-spoon-spoon (Just fucking beat them already)

I was being ironic man, what a fucking loser. Do you have-

[Verse 2]
Listen kids, being edgy is okay
But the same ten jokes in a row, that’s just not okay-okay-okay
Like damn, is that all you can come up with?
If you’re gonna be racist at least be original, please (Yeah, we’re dead serious)
If you’re under seventeen, please don’t ever talk to me
You think this is part of the act, but please don’t come near me

[Outro]
Dude, get a load of this guy! He’s never heard of irony before! What a fucking loser dude!
Jimmy it’s past your bedtime
Dad no
It’s past your bedtime, get back to bed
I was just being ironic
I don’t care
No dad please
No, you’re being a piece of shit, take these spanks you little bitch
Daddy please, daddy please
Who do you think you are? who the fuck do you think you are? Talking to people on the internet like you’re some piece of shit, calling irony
I was just being ironic
Take these fucking spanks you dumbass kid. I should’ve never given birth to you, you piece of shit. Take that, I’m out of here son
I was being ironic
If I should even call you son
Daddy, have you ever heard of irony before?

I was just kidding, that crying was ironic, i wasn’t actually crying
What the fuck did you just say? You want me to come back here? Huh?
Nothing daddy
That’s what I fucking thought, go back to bed, it’s nine PM


DJ SpinKing – This Big (feat. 50 Cent, Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

October 11, 2016

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[Intro]
DJ SpinKing
Dolla $ign

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big
[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Give ’em long dick, I need a deep throat
Talking here while the heat throw
Shooting at her face like a free throw
Now girls want the freak show
I got that make you cum out of your body
Dick done got her 100 miles and running
Dick up in her, fucking up her stomach
Finger in her booty, I’ma thumb it
I’m up at Luv’s and I’m straight cashin’
When she throw it back I just hit it and I pass it
She on whatever I’m on, ain’t ask it
And when I get the pussy, gotta put it in the casket

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Go ‘head ask about me, she gon’ say I’m the shit
I pop pills and I fucked her, I bet she never forget
I caught her fresh out the shower
You know the pussy is power
And Bryson Tiller went off, I’ve been in that pussy an hour
Ay, these bitches fuck with me, wanna see ’em?
They’ve been all in my DM, nigga AM through the PM
Attract the bees with the honey
Get the hoes with the money
First the diamonds is blinking
Then the bitch get to thinking
I should fuck with a real nigga
Come up with a real nigga
Live it up with a real nigga
Grind till the paper all straight
Bag some up, sell some of the shit, weight, wait

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl take off them panties
I’m a grown man, understand me
Yeah, hit her with the long dick
She take it to the throat like a bong rip
Yeah, all the way down
You keep coming like K rounds
Ass up, face down
Go deep in the bitch, make her say owww
I be stroking
You niggas jacking off with lotion (ugh)
Niggas looking for a handout
Your bitch on the floor getting maxed out
Bam-bam-bow
Girl look back at it, how you like me now?
Smack you on the booty while you getting choked out
Hit it from the back with my fingers in your mouth, uh

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Come on
Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign, 50 Young Graveyard
Spin we up


Machine Gun Kelly & Mod Sun – Sublime letras

October 7, 2016

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[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]

(MOD SUN)
Man, Kellz, come ‘on, get off the bus, bro, lets go!
(MGK)
Bruhh, I’m tryin’ get chill and get high motherfucker

(MOD SUN)
Get high on the way bro! (laughs) You driving!

(MGK)
Ill catch ya’ll in a second

[MGK] Mad good vibes in this building!
[MOD SUN] Yea, that’s what’s up!

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
(Aye!)
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
I am my own employer, I be high off marijuana
Shit I might start my day off at the crack of 6:00 PM
And spend per diem on 24 hour breakfast, look
8 plates, and you can’t have a taste
Only bosses keep a bong inside they work place
I just wanna eat some mushies in the Mercedes
Trippin’ down Venice like a menace cause of earthquakes
I need a dentist because I chipped all of my teeth on the tour
Probably from all them nights of passing out on the floor
Took some acid in Minneapolis, that was with Mod
And got locked in the freezer I swear to God

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
My name is MOD SUN (What?), and I’m a fuckin’ stoner
What you doin’ with your life if you ain’t gettin’ high
(what you doin’)
I don’t buy from anybody, I am the supply (Bitch!)
Hair longer than ya girl, but I am the guy (Bitch!)
Smokin’ in the car, riding, bumpin’ “Do or Die” (Ah!)
I’m so fuckin’ high (WHAT?!)
Who the fuck am I? (Bitch you MOD SUN!)
Oh that’s fuckin’ right!
Man Kellz I told you, I said that’s fuckin’ right!

[MGK]
(laughs) Yea, aye MOD SUN, I got to come in too

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
I be like, I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Hands up!)
Put those motherfuckin’ hands up high
(Nah, fuck that) I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Aye! Yeah, uh)
Everybody in this bitch get high, (Yeah I like that)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Whoa, Whoa!)
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high
(I be like, I be like)
Me and Mod be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high, (Aye Kellz [?])
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You hear this or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (What?!)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Aye, aye)
(Man, bring that shit man!)
(Uh, we be like) If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You out there or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Ah!)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (I be like, I be like)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD everyday gettin’ high (Ahh!)
I be like, I be like x3
(laughs)

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]
Grouch, you want something to drink?
Yup! Here!
(muffled) It’s like uhh, earthy …
Goin’, goin’ healthy sucks! (laughs)


DJ SpinKing Featuring 50 Cent, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign – This Big Lyrics

September 30, 2016

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(Intro)
DJ SpinKing
Dolla $ign

(Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign)
You only had a few ni**as
You ain’t rachet like them other bi**hes
You ain’t got a no kids
You say you’ve never had a d**k this big
A dick this big
Said she never had a d**k this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a d**k this big

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Give ’em long d**k, I need a deep throat
Talking here while the heat throw
Shooting at her face like a free throw
Now girls want the freak show
I got that make you cum out of your body
Dick done got her 100 miles and running
Dick up in her, f**king up her stomach
Finger in her booty, I’ma thumb it
I’m up at Luv’s and I’m straight cashing
When she throw it back I just hit it and I pass it
She on whatever I’m on, ain’t ask it
And when I get the pussy, gotta put it in the casket

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2 – 50 Cent)
Go head ask about me, she gon say I’m the s**t
I pop pills and I f**ked her, I bet she never forget
I caught her fresh out the shower
You know the pu**y is power
And Bryson Tiller went off, I’ve been in that pu**y an hour
Ay, these bi**hes f**k with me, wanna see em?
They’ve been all in my DM, ni**a AM through the PM
Attract the bees with the honey
Get the hoes with the money
First the diamonds is blinking
Then the bi**h get to thinking
I should f**k with a real ni**a
Come up with a real ni**a
Live it up with a real ni**a
Grind till the paper all straight
Bag some up, sell some of the s**t, weight, wait

(Verse 3 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Girl take off them panties
I’m a grown man, understand me
Yeah hit her with the long d**k
She take it to the throat like a bong rip
Yeah all the way down
You keep coming like K rounds
Ass up, face down
Go deep in the bi**h, make her say owww
I be stroking
You ni**as jacking off with lotion, ugh
Ni**as looking for a handout
Your bi**h on the floor getting maxed out
Bam-bam-bow
Girl look back at it, how you like me now?
Smack you on the booty while you getting choked out
Hit it from the back with my fingers in your mouth, uh

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)
Come on
Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign, 50 Young Graveyard
Spin we up