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Famous Dex – Pick It Up Lyrics




[Intro]
Ayo big bro you fuckin’ with that?
Ok cool
That’s my fuckin brother right there ya dig
Dexter

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Pick it up pick it up pick it up, groove
Baby girl watch how you move
I got them vets on my shoes
I pop a pill then I lose it, wait
Speed it up
Look at the diamonds, they eat it up
Grab me two bitches, I beat it up
They thinking they wife, I deleted them
Aah, wait, ooh
Pints in call up Rocky
My brother plug like a socket
Geekin’ this dope
Yeah I got em
Open the safe you can’t lock it
Sippin’ that wok, yeah I go to the top
Bust on yo bitch like a Glock
She like to suck on my clock
I get the money don’t stop
Dexter

[Bridge 1: Famous Dex]
Know what I’m sayin?
Like, I know you like this beat too
But you a fuckin’ goofy though
(Fuckin’ lame ass nigga)’
Ah, wait

[Verse 2: Famous Dex]
Word around word around word around town
I heard this boy was a clown
Swim in yo bitch once I drown
Call up my plug for the pounds
Odd Future yeah that’s right on my clothes
Bad bitch yeah I watch her do coke
Broke as hell I used to sleep on the floor
I never do it no more
Tellin you broke it’s no joke
I used to kick in that dope
Wait, now i’m selling out these shows
??? on my wrist fendi right on my clothes
Hold up lil mama you tweakin’
Bad bitch Puerto Rican
Get her off molly she geekin’
Call up ??? we free for the weekend, Dexter

[Bridge 2: Famous Dex]
You know I’m saying
Like, no no no, we can only chill for the weekend
Then you gotta go
Call your friend too, Dexter

[Verse 3 A$AP Rocky]
Hold a V-lone
Colour orange mango label, roll the reef on
In my old school Mercedes
Smoke OG grown
When I’m Californicatin’
I got 3 phones
Business, conversation, and relations
Hold up, wait a sec, wait a min, wait a tick
Checkin’ my wrist
Nothing was fake on my wrist
4 finger ring on my hand
Say what you say to my wrist
Talk to the hand
Don’t wanna resort to the hands
What the face say to the fist
(I’m Rick James bitch!)

[Bridge 3: A$AP Rocky]
Ha, funny and shit
A fifth of the tab
Suck on her tits
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky]
Speed it up, speed it up, speed it
Up
Just in the track and I beat it up
Acne my jacket from Sweden
My chick don’t exactly know English
They ain’t ’bout that action no beefin’
I might as well go back to vegan
My shit might go platinum first week
Play that shit back and repeat it (Uhh)
Word around, word of mouth, word around town
You the one doing all the murder round town
Pulling up, shoot ’em, leave the burner down town
Shoot em like the birdie, cause they all fly south
Whippin the, whippin the, whippin the wrist
I’m fucking your bitch and I’m up in your fridge
I only tell stories to tuck in the kids
So how in the fuck can they fuck with the kid?

[Bridge 4: A$AP Rocky]
Ha, funny and shit
A fifth of the tab
Suck on her tits
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix




Famous Dex Feat. A$AP Rocky – Pick It Up Lyrics





(Intro)
Ayo big bro you f**kin’ with that?
Ok cool
That’s my f**kin brother right there ya dig
Dexter

(Verse 1: Famous Dex)
Pick it up pick it up pick it up, groove
Baby girl watch how you move
I got them vets on my shoes
I pop a pill then I lose it, wait
Speed it up
Look at the diamonds they eat it up
Grab me two b*tches, I beat it up
They thinking they wife, I deleted them
Aah wait Dexter
Pints in call up Rocky
My brother pull like a socket
Geekin this dope
Yeah I got em
Open the safe you can’t lock it
Sippin that wok yeah I go to the top
Bust on yo b*tch like a Glock
She like to suck on my clock
I get the money don’t stop
Dexter

Word around word around word around town
I heard this boy was a clown
Swim in yo b*tch once I drown
Call up my plug for the pounds
Odd Future yeah that’s right on my clothes
Bad b*tch yeah I watch her do coke
Broke as hell I used to sleep on the floor
I never do it no more
Tellin you broke it’s no joke
I used to kick in that dope
Now i’m selling out these shows
??? on my wrist fendi right on my clothes
Hold up lil mama you tweakin’
Bad b*tch Puerto Rican
Get her off molly she geekin’
Call up ??? we free for the weekend Dexter
You know I’m saying
Like no no no we can only chill for the weekend
Then you gotta go

(Verse 2: A$AP Rocky)
Hold a V-lone
Colour orange mango label roll the reef on
In my old school Mercedes
Smoke OG grown
When I’m Californicatin’
I got 3 phones
Business,conversations and relations
Hold up, wait a sec, wait a minute, wait a tick
Checkin’ my wrist
Nothing looks fake on my wrist
4 finger ring on my hand
Say what you say to my wrist
Talk to the hand
Don’t wanna resort to the hands
What the face say to the fist
(I’m Rick James b*tch!)
Ha ,funny and sh*t
Fit for the tab
Suck on her tits
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix
Speed it up, speed it up, speed it, up
Just in the track and I beat it up
Acne my jacket from Sweden
My chick don’t exactly know English
They ’bout that action no beefin’
I might as well go back to vegan
My sh*t might go platinum first week
Play that sh*t back and repeat it (Uhh)

Word around, word of mouth, word around town
You the one doing all the murder round town
Pulling up, burn ’em, need a shooter down town
Shoot em like the birdie, cause they all fly south
Whippin the, whippin the, whippin the wrist
I’m f**king your b*tch and I’m up in your fridge
I only tell stories to tuck in the kids
So how in the f**k can they f**k with the kid?


2 Chainz – Saturday Night Lyrics


2 CHAINZ
Saturday Night Lyrics

Y’all niggas lame for that, y’all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga banging back

Then we gon’ fade to black then we gon’ fade to black

I left the crib walking, drove a Mercedes back
You wasn’t blessed with ambition so who you gon blame for that
Tried to get off the Act, still didn’t know how to act
Still pull up in the back, sit my ass right in the back
Tell my driver when he open my door to take off his hat
Double saran everything so that you know its a wrap
Double salute anybody that made it out the trap
Some of y’all probably still owe me from back
In the back in the back in the back in the back
I had that work right in front of me f**k all you niggas you wannabes
Most of you niggas is under mes, I’ma give ya ass some to see
My car don’t have car keys, my crib got palm trees
Pussy smell like sardine you, need to get up of my lawn please
This a real nigga conversation, real nigga demonstration real niggas
No crystal or hilfigers, a bunch of ignorant lil’ niggas
A bunch of red young tenders, dark skin queens, Puerto Rican princess’s
Scratch my hand my palms itching, hit the dope start twitching
This a new kinda kitchen, marble countertops, see through fridge
3 thousand for the microwave, touchscreen stove lil biiiiitch!!
Please don’t make me relapse, make me start back trappin
Everybody in the city, saying that boy Tity done started back snapping

I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah

I sat in the trap no one cooked at night, i treat my third stripe like its Kryptonite
I stopped serving sacks over qualified, have you ever seen a homicide?
Have you ever seen ya partna die? Have you ever been traumatized
Even at graduation i had a bookbag full of yams, tryna multiply
Enough of the negative actions, I got my paycheck off passion
I’m wearing 4 bracelets for fashion, don’t think its a race when I pass you
Stop talking that mafia shit, you never met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I’m like oh shit we goon tear up this bitch, pull out a stick when u put up your fist
I’m like these niggas done f**ked up my fit, funny how heaven and hell co exist
Funny how life can put you in the mix, I sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for gas money, I look at these rappers like crash dummies
I look at these bitches that f**k with these rappers like bitch you just f**ked with my last homie
Kesha can come get the last from me, Heaven can come get the last from me
Harmony can come get the last from me, Halo can come get the last from me MAMA!

I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah


AZEALIA BANKS – Chi Chi lyrics


Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo


Azealia Banks – Chi Chi lyrics


Hands up, it’s a hold up
Keep them pies hot nigga, pack the heater in the holster
Slip the clip in and pop it, they tried to G me on the quota
I could picture ya noggin’ rockin’, you peasy on the corner
I stretch it with the soda
Whip the cream to the top, pot Betty with the shoulder
Got the keys to the drop top, but I’m in the Rover
Keep them fiends on that clock, clock, came to get the dough up

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the –

Hear my Lexus purr, I just crept to jers
Got genuine leather interi and my texture fur
Icy bezel, I’m freezy and my necklace splurge
Watch me run up on them niggas with that tech and burst
Now niggas wreck their dough for my X and O
La Perla provocateur lace, I feed ’em sex and blow
Chi Chi got it from some gualas in Calexico
Click-c-click, blam, you be next to go

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Sittin’ in the drop-top
Got money in my pocket, drugs in the glove box
I don’t even like ya
(Don’t wanna be nothin’ near like ya)
All of my bitches get money they made
All of my niggas is handsome with waves
All of these rappers is pussy
You heard they be stuntin’ on wax but they really afraid
You a hi-top with a cut on your fade
Harlem shake in the midde with a fuckin’ parade
Told you to put some respect on my name
And stop talkin’ that shit, put that check on my name
Uh, put the check in my name
Weather advisor, we can’t stop the rain
I do not have time to entertain lames
Won’t say no names ’cause I won’t give you fames
Gang-gang-gang-gang, bang-bang-bang-bang
My niggas gorillas and orangutans
Live from the zoo, this the new 212
When I move with the crew, y’all bird niggas can’t hang

Niggas, I be wildin’ for that cheddar, for that paper
Island hoppin’ in Bahamas, helicopter to Jamaica
Puerto Rican papi got that product and that peso
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo
You know I’m about it, every dollar on the pay roll
Tell ’em niggas we be grindin’ till the motherfuckin’ day o’er
Bet you read about it, bet you plottin’, bet you hatin’
Get that perico on Broadway
Chi Chi get the yayo


Freddie Gibbs – No Prblms (Freestyle)


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We been out to ride with that four-five
Yeah
You know the east side gon’ ride
Yeah

[Refrain 1]
Rap nigga you a goddamn lie Goddamn
Fuck a booth I’m in the kitchen, I’ll whip another goddamn pie
Goddamn pie
Hit a freaky Puerto Rican bitch and got her in a goddamn ride
And she got so goddamn high
I’m usually cold on these mufuckin’ hoes but that pussy so goddamn fire ah

Niggas got problem?
I got a .45 revolver that will motherfuckin solve them
Niggas think that they on about the motherfuckin album
Kill them all did everything to put the nail up in the coffin
Call me Freddie Gretzky ice hockey on the watch
Fuck the DEA I know the motherfuckers watchin
Get it off the boat I’m about to chop it and rock it
Time to cut the bitches off and cut my motherfuckin losses

Why you do why you do that?
I can’t explain it that fake shit you know it ain’t me
Baby mama said that I ain’t got no fucking time and that’s the Consequence of fucking with a motherfucking G
But I ain’t did shit but be the real thing
And she know I’m the real and that will never change
You’re fucking with a thug that’s deep up in the game
I don’t do nine to five I just work that cocaine
Thats why they call me cocaine Kane

I got real good numbers on the bricks I ain’t worried about shit About shit
I used to sell it out the building now I ain’t worried about shit
I ain’t worried about shit
(x2)

So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
(x2)

Goddamn shame Yah
All the rap shit popped underground when I goddamn came Yah
Treat a nigga like a baby boomer
Respect on my goddamn name
Niggas so goddamn lame
I jumped into this shit for the motherfuckin chips
Give a shit about the goddamn fame Ah

[Verse 1]
Niggas got problems
I got an AK47 that’ll motherfucking solve ’em
Niggas think they ballin I’ve been on it since a youngin
I was up at five in the morning on the corners knocking
Call me Freddie Gretzky ice hockey on the watch
Fuck the DEA I know the motherfuckers watchin
Get it off the boat I’m about to chop it and rock it
Time to cut the bitches off and cut my motherfuckin losses

Why you do why do you that?
I can’t explain it that rape shit you know it ain’t me
Hoes lock me up try to take all my paper
But I beat the charge I’m a motherfuckin G
And I ain’t did shit but be the real thing
And they know i’m the real and that will never change
You’re fucking with a thug that’s deep up in the game
I don’t do nine to five I just work that cocaine
Took that dirt off my name name
I got a 600 dollar an hour lawyer I ain’t worried about shit
They found a nigga not guilty now I ain’t worried about shit
I got a 600 dollar an hour lawyer I ain’t worried about shit About shit
Freddie Kane not guilty
Naw I ain’t worried about shit

So i got me a new thing I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
So i got me a new thing I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank Folding that bank

Whipping out the 5 with that 45
Vice Lord bought it east side gonna ride
Dripping gold nigga wrist is like a gold mine
Probably got 100 years on my phone line
I’m in the kitchen where the cookers and the G’s kick it
And cooking meals where we chopping up a meal ticket
I’m at the table baggin yayo sitting with the semi
I got Diego in the living room with the .50
I send Diego on them bitches hit em with the .50
He about to hit some niggas, fuck it I’m gonna hit ’em with him
I put the kilos on your head I ain’t bullshitting
Summertime drop heads I ain’t bullshitting
Fucking with a vet I ain’t no motherfucking rookie nigga
Bitches hit me with the fake charge had to cook a nigga
Lawyers on retainer, bail a million dollars booking nigga
Devil tried to take my fucking life
You know I shook it nigga

So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think?
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
So I got me a new thing
I’m rollin’ hard, what you think? Yah
That heroin and that cocaine got a nigga folding that bank
Folding that bank

We gonna have to ride with the .45
Ride with the .45
We gonna have to ride with the .45
Ride with the .45 (x3)


Fetty Wap – Way You Are (feat. Monty)


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

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

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

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

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

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


Fetty Wap – Way You Are (King Zoo) (feat. Monty)


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

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

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

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

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

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


Fetty Wap – Way You Are (King Zoo) Lyrics


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

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

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

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

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

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


Roy Woods – Instinct Lyrics


[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
Brown skin’s all fine
Puerto Rican offline, keep it shorty all fine
Get your badass with me no left goin’ sixteen
Same bag in the trunk
Bitches switch ways now her nigga got it in the trunk
I was for her when you were ready to give her up
I was on it, makin’ missions just to pick her up
Flop an average show right now she did religiously
I can’t trust a nigga or I treat the friends my enemy
You ain’t got sauce like I got sauce (No)
Bitch I got juice, quench your thirst with Ciroc
All the baddies on dat don’t know what I got
No boy, no man could handle my spot
Think you know right, but I’m changin’ a lot
Can’t be no Ma, who you knew from the block?
Wait until you got it then your loss

[Hook: Roy Woods]
With my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

I’m just following my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Following my…

[Verse 2: MadeInTYO]
Hit me up when you get this
Talk to you girl cause you listen (Hey)
I still love you when you’re bitchin’
She bite her lips when Tokyo switch positions
You ain’t gotta call the Uber when you’re with me (Skrt)
She say she miss her Mother, yeah she from Philly
Rocks in your ear, you know I’m wavy (Skrt, skrt)
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Ooh)
Yellow stones like I’m simpsons
I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
Yea I’m ballin’ like a Piston (Ooh)
Tell me what you wanna do
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
Tell me what you wanna do
Yea I’m in the Six, baby coming’ through

[Hook: Roy Woods]
With my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

I’m just following my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Following my…


Famous Dex – Drip From My Walk (Remix) Lyrics


[Intro: Famous Dex]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, everybody keep asking me how I get the drip. How I get drip this? How I get drippy that? How I get drip that? How I be fly this? How I be fucking bitches that? They say how I got all the drip? But look

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
My baby she come from up north
My money, it come from the vault
I’m smoking on dope like Young Dolph
We touch the plug down for the cough
Im sippin’ on lean till I fall
My diamonds they shine, they Rick Ross
I hop in the foreign, get lost
(Oh Man Goddamn)
2 bitches they calling me drippy
I fuck them and then we get drippy
My 30, it shoot, Scottie Pippen
Im sippin’ on lean till I’m sleepy
I pop me 2 pills I get geeky
I got a lil bitch her name Kiki
I think that lil bitch Puerto Rican
She chill at my crib for the weekend
3 grams in my Wood like a boss
My diamonds they shine with a floss
My foreign it float like a ghost
I hop in that bitch and get lost
My money is starting to get tall
I walk in the mall buy it all
My drippy it came in the sauce
I get the drip from my walk

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Run Ricky
Straight neck, I don’t do the hickeys
Nigga stupid if he try to stick me
Leave a pussy nigga drippy-drippy
Aw man, fuck it up
All my young niggas they run it up
Can’t leave the room till we add it up
Bag it up, I get that drip from my sister
I get that speed from the fisker
Old heads lookin’ at Boat like the sinister
Young niggas look at Lil Boat like the minister
Just made a 30 while fucking on Jennifer
Dex and Lil Boat, we go way back
Niggas where fools go A-Track
If I bring you a four I need eight back, drippy-drippy
Boat so young she had to hit up Ricky
Dripping sauce, feel it in your kidneys
Young nigga had a real epiphany
Before a nigga had a mili
And I ball like a player
Got a Benz in my lair
These niggas want me to flip flop
In her throat like a cough drop

[Hook: Famous Dex]
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
I get the drip from my walk
(Oh Man Goddamn)
A bad bitch, live up north
I’m smoking dope till I exhaust
Money coming from the vault
(Drippy, Drippy)
I get the drip from my walk


Kanye West – Famous (Uncensored)


Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Swizz told me let the beat rock

For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see ’em in the streets give ’em Kanye’s best
Why? They mad they ain’t famous (God damn)
They mad they’re still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can’t seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood famous

I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
Wake up, Mr West! Oh, he’s up!
I just wanted you to know

I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin’
That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin’
She in school to be a real estate agent
Last month I helped her with the car payment
Young and we alive, whoo!
We never gonna die, whoo!
I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt
Put one up in the sky
The sun is in my eyes, whoo!
Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo!
No matter how hard they try, whoo!
We never gonna die

I just wanted you to know

Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
‘ey what a bam bam
How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam eh
Bam bam, bam bam
Let me see your middle finger in the air
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Let me see you act up in this motherfucker
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
How you feelin’, how you feelin, how you feelin’ in this mother fucker, god damn
Bam bam
One thing you can’t do is stop us now
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
You can’t stop the thing now
‘ey what a bam bam
Man it’s way too late, it’s way too late, it’s way too late you can’t fuck with us
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
To the left, to the right
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam

I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know


Kanye West – Famous (The Life Of Pablo Album)


[Intro: Rihanna + Kanye West]
Man I can understand how it might be
Kinda hard to love a girl like me
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know
Swizz told me let the beat rock

[Verse 1: Kanye West + Swizz Beatz]
For all my Southside niggas that know me best
I feel like me and Taylor might still have sex
Why? I made that bitch famous (God damn)
I made that bitch famous
For all the girls that got dick from Kanye West
If you see ’em in the streets give ’em Kanye’s best
Why? They mad they ain’t famous (God damn)
They mad they’re still nameless (Talk that talk, man)
Her man in the store tryna try his best
But he just can’t seem to get Kanye fresh
But we still hood famous (God damn)
Yeah we still hood famous

[Hook: Rihanna + Swizz Beatz]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
Wake up, Mr West! Oh, he’s up!
I just wanted you to know

[Verse 2: Kanye West + Swizz Beatz]
I be Puerto Rican day parade floatin’
That Benz Marina Del Rey coastin’
She be Puerto Rican day parade wavin’
Last month I helped her with the car payment
Young and we alive, whoo!
We never gonna die, whoo!
I just copped a jet to fly over personal debt
Put one up in the sky
The sun is in my eyes, whoo!
Woke up and felt the vibe, whoo!
No matter how hard they try, whoo!
We never gonna die

[Hook: Rihanna]
I just wanted you to know

[Bridge: Sister Nancy + Swizz Beatz]
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
‘ey what a bam bam
How you feeling right now? Let me see your lighters in the air
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam eh
Bam bam, bam bam
Let me see your middle finger in the air
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Let me see you act up in this motherfucker
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
How you feelin’, how you feelin, how you feelin’ in this mother fucker, god damn
Bam bam
One thing you can’t do is stop us now
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
You can’t stop the thing now
‘ey what a bam bam
Man it’s way too late, it’s way too late, it’s way too late you can’t fuck with us
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
To the left, to the right
Bam bam dilla, bam bam
I wanna see everybody hands in the air like this
‘ey what a bam bam
Bam bam, bam bam
Bam bam dilla, bam bam

[Outro: Nina Simone]
I just wanted you to know
I loved you better than your own kin did
From the very start
I don’t blame you much for wanting to be free
I just wanted you to know


Kanye West – Baby’s Coming

October 11, 2016

Lyrics

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[Intro]
I spit it
I spit it so you could feel it
You know what I’m saying
I’m saying I put my personality into it

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
These hoes is all the same
They all want a nigga hollering out “money ain’t a thing”
‘Bout pathetic as a player that lost his game
How a motherfuckin’ hoe turn a pimp to a lame
See these sheets is like the street you gotta stay strapped up
Cause that’s how these hoes’ll get you wrapped up
Calling you later saying you what she crying about
Put that bitch on now what she lying about
Talking about how she late and how she eat a lot
See she eat a lot cause she smoke weed a lot
Why all the bogus hoes want to front on k
Why the fine hose can’t have one on the way
I prolly tell her to keep it, it’ll be out little secret
Boniquan now my shorty looking fine: Puerto Rican
As long as she don’t flip it tell her man that we creepin’
What we doin’ is all day
When I hang up it ain’t called hate its called [?]
When you get popped don’t call me call Clay
That’s your man ain’t it
That’s the plan ain’t it
When she told me it was mine I damn near fainted
[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
Shit I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago

[Verse 2]
Now these hoes run gun I ain’t finna say nothing
She tried to pop my pockets before I even got paid
Don’t trip, this bitch was a whip
You could learn something from her but you might get burned from her
We smoked a couple of dimes I hit it a couple of times
Now she say she pregnant and its mine
I’m thinking she was lying by the looks on her face
But she started paging me like every single day
She said her man going away the judge gave him three
Must’ve thought she was gon’ make a fool out of me
To bail this nigga out all she need was a G
Now she must’ve came to me so I had to change the beat
I said look hoe you must be crazy off that dope
That’s when I snatched the rope then I kicked her on the floor
And all that shit I bought you bitch I want it back
You lied to me return of the Mac

[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago

[Verse 3]
All y’all niggas is new with it
I paid my dues with it
Gave hoes abortion loot they bought shoes with it
Say they pregnant who’s is it
Tell ’em you did it
Forcing these niggas out of abortion cheese
Paid a couple of hundred now or later more than G’s
[?] have a kid by a lame ass broad
I knocked up this girl I barely liked cause she bugged me
She ain’t even cute, our baby prolly by ugly
And I ain’t happen to have that baby and your stomach doing [?]
How much it cost to get rid of it? I give you half of that
But I didn’t know that she was on the pill
Needed the money for her hair and her nails
And her cell phone bill
Hoes’ll get you its like getting robbed without a pistol
[?] come up on a nigga
[?] like you not the one cause she ain’t got no proof
What happen nine months later when she was telling the truth

[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
Shit I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago


Kanye West – Baby’s Coming Lyrics

October 10, 2016

Lyrics

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[Intro]
I spit it
I spit it so you could feel it
You know what I’m saying
I’m saying I put my personality into it

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
These hoes is all the same
They all want a nigga hollering out “money ain’t a thing”
‘Bout pathetic as a player that lost his game
How a motherfuckin’ hoe turn a pimp to a lame
See these sheets is like the street you gotta stay strapped up
Cause that’s how these hoes’ll get you wrapped up
Calling you later what she crying about
Put that bitch on now what she lying about
Talking about how she late and how she eat a lot
See she eat a lot cause she smoke weed a lot
Why all the bogus hoes want to front ok
Why the fine hose can’t have one on the way
I prolly tell her to keep it, it’ll be out little secret
Boniquan now my shorty looking fine: Puerto Rican
As long as she don’t flip it tell her man that we creepin’
What we doin’ is all day
When I hang up it ain’t called hate its called [?]
When you get popped don’t call me call Clay
That’s your man ain’t it
That’s the plan ain’t it
When she told me it was mine I damn near fainted
[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
Shit I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago

[Verse 2]
Now these hoes run gun I ain’t finna say nothing
She tried to pop my pockets before I even got paid
Don’t trip, this bitch was a whip
You could learn something from her but you might get burned from her
We smoked a couple of dimes I hit it a couple of times
Now she say she pregnant and its mine
I’m thinking she was lying by the looks on her face
But she started paging me like every single day
She said her man going away the judge gave him three
Must’ve thought she was gon’ make a fool out of me
To bail this nigga out all she need was a G
Now she must’ve came to me so I had to change the beat
I said look hoe you must be crazy off that dope
That’s when I snatched the rope then I kicked her on the floor
And all that shit I bought you bitch I want it back
You lied to me return of the Mac

[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago

[Verse 3]
All y’all niggas is new with it
I paid my dues with it
Gave hoes abortion loot they bought shoes with it
Say they pregnant who’s is it
Tell ’em you did it
Forcing these niggas out of abortion cheese
Paid a couple of hundred now or later more than G’s
[?] have a kid by a lame ass broad
I knocked up this girl I barely liked cause she bugged me
She ain’t even cute, our baby prolly by ugly
And I ain’t happen to have that baby and your stomach doing [?]
How much it cost to get rid of it? I give you half of that
But I didn’t know that she was on the pill
Needed the money for her hair and her nails
And her cell phone bill
Hoes’ll get you its like getting robbed without a pistol
[?] come up on a nigga
[?] like you not the one cause she ain’t got no proof
What happen nine months later when she was telling the truth

[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago
[Hook]
Let em put you on peep it though
I ain’t even want to freak the hoe
Shit I just snapped the first time ’bout a week ago


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