Tag: Rick James


Rich Homie Quan – Changed




[Intro]
If you ever thought I was going broke
You thought wrong, my nigga
If you ever think I was falling off
Fuck you then

[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college

[Verse 1]
We ’bout to party just like Rick James
Oh, now I’m up by Biscayne
Albert Einstein, I’m insane
But I’m a fool with them numbers on the corner with some lumber
In the trap, got off a whole thang
I flushed it all when them folks came
Aye, I might sacrifice a two just, so I can make ten
Got it out the street, made my name in the pavement
I wasn’t in the club, put it up, I was saving
Yeah, I love my plug, he show love, he not racist
Came home, saw a million, then I made some
Never switch it up, I’m the same Quan

[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college

[Verse 2]
My only friend is a Ben Frank
I wanted money just like Kinte
Hustling hard to keep the rent paid
Told mama close the door, ’cause I’m jumpin’ off the porch
My only mission is to get paid
Lock that money in a big safe
Ain’t no tint up on the cars, so I know they know it’s me
I ain’t never had shit, I wear my watch when I go to sleep
I put a lil’ money in my smile, that the reason I show my teeth
And I can afford to pay a nigga a couple a thousand a month just to roll up my weed
I got my money, moved out the hood, can you blame me, nigga?
Money made, but I’m the same me, nigga

[Chorus]
Don’t let that money fool ya, boy, ain’t shit changed
We in Miami on Biscayne
Forty-thousand for the big face
And they want another fifty-thousand just to bust it down
I’ve been doing this shit since sixth grade
Teachers told me I would never make
No money off these words, now I’m not worried ’bout nobody
Told that same teacher, "Look at me" and I didn’t go to college




Famous Dex – Pick It Up (feat. A$AP Rocky)




[Intro]
Ayo big bro, you fucking with that? Hah, okay cool
That’s my fucking brother right there, ya dig?
Dexter, ooh, wait

[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 do)
I pop a pill then I lose it (Wait)
Speed it up (Speed)
Look at the diamonds, they eat it up (Eat)
Grab me two bitches, I beat it up
They thinking I’m wifing, deleted ’em (Uh-wait, ooh)
Pints in, call up Rocket, ooh (Uh-what)
My brother plug like a socket (Ooh)
Geeking this dope, yeah I got ’em
Open the safe, you can’t lock it (What)
Sippin’ that Wock, yeah I go to the top
Bust on yo bitch like a Glock (Ooh)
She like to suck on my clock
I get the money don’t stop, Dexter

[Interlude: Famous Dex]
Hah, know I’m saying?
Like, I know you like this beat too
But you a fuckin’ goofy though (fucking lame ass nigga)
Uh-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, it’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, ooh
Telling you broke, it’s no joke, ooh
I used to kick in that door, wait
Now I’m selling out these shows
Water my wrist, Fendi right on my clothes, huh
Hold up lil mama, you tweaking
A bad bitch, Puerto Rican (Puerto Rican)
Get her off molly, she geekin’
Call up your friend, yeah we chill for the weekend, Dexter

[Interlude: 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]
Order VLONE, color orange mango label
Rotary phone, in my old school Mercedes
Smoke OG grown, when I’m Californicating
I got 3 phones, business, conversation, and relation
Hold up, wait a sec, wait a min, wait a tick
Jacob my wrist, nothing was fake on my wrist
Four 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: 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 (Huh?)
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?

[Outro: A$AP Rocky]
Ha, funny and shit
[?]
I’m back in my bag
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix


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?


Future – Mask Off lyrics


[Intro]
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
You heard, spit it, yo

[Chorus]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Verse 1]
Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole ‘nother domain
Out the bottom, I’m the livin’ proof (Super)
Ain’t compromising, half a million on the coupe
Drug houses, lookin’ like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon’ bust a move
Rick James, thirty-three chains
Ocean air, cruisin’ Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boostin’ my adrenaline


Freddie Gibbs – Alexys (You Only Live 2Wice Album)


[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas it’s been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it I’ma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest niggas that I know ain’t never sold dope
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit resolved
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood, niece and yo daughter nem
I’m posted at the stove with that yola, that soda lockin’ in
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Quick like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous
In the set with Sodi no chopper my chain dangling
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packet that Freddie Kane gettin’

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


Freddie Gibbs – Dear Maria (You Only Live 2Wice Album)


[Intro]
Yeah….. Yeah
Tryna get my cash up (yeah)
Tryna get my cash up (ugh)

[Chorus 1]
Livin’ in the city, when your winnin’
In the city nigga wanna get your glass up
Coca got my cash up (yeah)
Heroine got my cash up (yeah)
Shittin’ on the city, when your winnin’ in the city
Nigga wanna get your glass up (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Dear Maria, I know it was like 2010 the last time I had seen ya
Back when I used to hang outside, Actavis in my two liter
40 Cali, (?) pimping gotta keep the 9 mm
Plus I, plus I traded in the black Cadillac for the Beamer
I was trapping out a dirty apartment on Little Caesar’s
Damn Maria, can I purchase a brick of yay from your people?
Homie front me with like five
Paid twenty-three for the eagle
Boy I live illegal

[Bridge]
See the game it gone never change
See the game, got me everything
See the game it gone never change
Cocaine, Mary Jane, got me everything

[Verse 2]
Dear Maria, you always kept a young nigga fed
When I wasn’t eatin’
Like when you set me up for the lick on them Puerto Ricans
Always said that if I get rich off this shit that you’d be the reason
Always said that if I’m gone jump out this shit that you’d be the reason
Gotta have a type of all type of bitches I gotta feed them
On the late night, with the dick game
Drugs in me got me creeping
I know you love me, know you can’t picture a nigga leavin’
I ain’t never leavin’
Never No never never say never nigga
Say motherfuck love and stay on your cheddar nigga
I wish that it felt like I had forever with you
But i know one day your gone find a better nigga
They gone wife you up, settle you down, they gone have a wedding witch-ya
I’m just a thug, I’ll buy bottles and get a section witch-ya
Maria flip if she found out I’m fuckin’ on her sister
Freddie Cane, Dog unchained
I’m just that kinda nigga

[Pre-Chorus]
Got the game running in my veins
Got the game running in my veins
Blood on my opponent
Don’t give a fuck, I flaunt it
All I ever wanted was everything

[Chorus 2]
Living in the city where your shittin’ on the city and the city got me blast
I got chickens in the city
And a cousin shippin’ with me
Told her ain’t no future with me
I’m addicted to this cash
Dear Maria

[Bridge]
See the game it gone never change
See the game, got me everything
See the game it gone never change
Cocaine, Mary Jane, got me everything

[Outro]
Never Change
Ooooo yeah
Never Change, yeah yeah
Cocaine got me everything
This shit it won’t change shit
Mary Jane, Rick James, Cocaine
Oooooohh
Ooooooo Yeah
Rick James, Rick James
Cocaine, Rick James
Ohhh Ohhh


Freddie Gibbs – Alexys Lyrics


[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade Yah
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas it’s been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it Imma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest niggas that I know ain’t never sold dope Yah .
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner Woo
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small Yah
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit resolved Yah
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off Yah
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog Bitch
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention Fuck ’em

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood, niece and yo daughter nem. Yah
I’m posted at the stove with that yola, that soda lockin’ in Woo
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine Yah
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe Why
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous Yah
In the set with Sodi no chopper my chain dangling Word Up
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Yah
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packet that Freddie Kane gettin’

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga Shermie caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Felt so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


Freddie Gibbs – Alexys


[Intro]
Kane, Nigga
On the blade
I think, I think niggas forgot who you know who gave who gave these niggas this flow you know what I’m saying?
Baby Scarface

[Verse 1]
I first taste cocaine in 10th grade Yah
Homie at the table chopping Rick James
Sent the package off from Texas its been six days
Keep sweating like a pig until that bitch came
Nigga had to keep a job living off in my momma’s spot
Fuck it Imma bust a fucking jugg I’m a juggernaut
Choppers on chop it off in that water we was cooking in Yah
Loud packs and molly powder all these niggas pushing out
Feds looking because I peddled pain to these poor folks
The realest nigga that I know ain’t never sold dope Yah
The hardest nigga that I know ain’t never served time
Soon as I got me thirty thousand I hit the burner Woo
And I brought that dog back to the set nigga you know me for that
Shout out to my niggas from D.C. with them scorpion backs
Keep this strictly business you can’t mix up your homie with that
One day you might have to clap a nigga no glory in that
Feel like I’m outgrowing all my friends, niggas thinking small Yah
Gon’ have to write them all a check, just to get shit was all Yah
Turn right back around and write them another one when they trick it off Yah
Get successful and watch how quickly niggas get in their feelings dog Bitch
Get successful and watch how you immediately become their competition
Niggas worse than a side bitch, they can’t quite stay in a position
Don’t know what niggas crave more, money or a-fuckin-ttention
And these the niggas I’m cool with
My enemies I have yet to mention Fuck ’em

[Chrous]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga [?] caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them

[Verse 2]
Names I be calling her nigga I know you be dogging her
What kind of man is you that your hood [?] Yah
I’m postal [?] Woo
Ving Rhames guns, butter niggas get margarine Yah
Pussy niggas can’t play they part we dearly departed them
Crip like OJ Simpson you Bart, Homer, and Marge and ’em
I rap but I keep weight
And I know the streets take
Niggas out the game my baby momma told me be safe Why
Turned around and said fuck safe I stay dangerous Yah
In the set with [?] no chopper my chain dangling Word Up
In the set with deuce I be blood and we gang ganging ’em
My nigga Corleone and Diego they smash craniums Yah
Living life on high speed nigga that’s just the lane we in
About to cop a Porsche from that the packs that Freddie Kane get in

[Chorus]
I got cake bitch can’t everyday be my birthday Yah
You can’t take me off first place on my worst day Yah
Streets dry niggas thirsty
So I pray that when they come and take me that this mini draco make the earth shake
Have a nigga on some underneath-the-earth shit
My nigga caught a murder on his first lick
These animalistic instincts that we was born with
Feel so pimpish when Alexys put me in the foreign whip Woo
Black as hell but rap got me thinking I need a foreign bitch Woo
Take my black queens for granted got me ignoring them


Mask off – Future lyrics


Lyrics Future – Mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Don’t chase no b*tches.

Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole ‘nother domain
Out the bottom, I’m the livin’ proof (Super)
They compromising, half a million on the Coupe
Drug houses, lookin’ like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Versuri-lyrics.info
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon’ bust a move
Rick James, 33 chains
Ocean Ave., cruisin’ Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boostin’ my adrenaline.

Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Don’t chase no b*tches.

Before the Maybach, I’d drive anything
Buy my Range, make ‘em go insane.

My guillotine, drank promethazine
Tec and beams, go to those extremes
Parliament, call up Mari Wednesday
Parlay in Vegas, we was in attendance
Before the business?, Theodore lenses
Whole prescriptions, focus on the missions
Intermission, never take a break
Switch states, touch down, foreign plates
Ain’t no way, ain’t no f*cking way
We call the play, we didn’t come to play
Rob the bank, we gon’ rob the game
They gang, we gang…but they are not the same.

Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a b*tch
Don’t chase no b*tches.

Mask on, f*ck it, mask offff
Mask on, f*ck it, mask offff
Mask on, f*ck it, mask offff
Gas gone, never nod offf.
Future lyrics
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Future – Mask Off (Future Album)


[Intro]
Call it how it is
Hendrix
I promise, I swear, I swear
You heard
Spit it
Yo

[Chorus]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Verse 1]
Two cups, toast up with the gang
From food stamps to a whole ‘nother domain
Out the bottom, I’m the livin’ proof (Super)
They compromising, half a million on the coupe
Drug houses, lookin’ like Peru
Graduated, I was overdue
Pink molly, I can barely move
Ask about me, I’m gon’ bust a move
Rick James, 33 chains
Old Chanel, crusin’ Biscayne
Top off, that’s a liability
Hit the gas, boostin’ my adrenaline

[Chorus]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Verse 2]
Before the Maybach, I’d drive anything
Buy my Range, make ‘em go insane
My guillotine, drank promethazine
Tek and beams, go to those extremes
Parliament, call up Mari Wednesday
Parlay in Vegas, we was in attendance
Before the business, Theodore lenses
Whole prescriptions, focus on the missions
Intermission, never take a break
Switch states, touch down, foreign plates
Ain’t no way, ain’t no fucking way
You come to play, we didn’t come to play
Rob the bank, we gon’ rob the game
They gang, we gang, but they are not the same (Freebandz)

[Chorus]
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Rep the set, gotta rep the set
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Percocets, molly, Percocets
Chase a check, never chase a bitch
Don’t chase no bitches

[Outro]
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off


Future – Mask Off lyrics


Call it how it is
Hendrix
?????
You heard
Spit it
Yo

Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Rep the set
Gotta rep the set
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch

Two cups
Toast up with the gang
From food stamps
To a whole nother domain
Out the bottom
I’m the living proof
They compromising
Half a million on the coupe
Drug houses
Looking like Peru
Graduated
I was overdue
Pink molly
I can barely move
Ask about me
I’m going bust a move
Rick James
33 chains
Old Chanel
Crusing Biscayne
Top off
That’s a liability
Hit the gas
Boosting my adrenaline

Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Rep the set
Gotta rep the set
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch

Before the Maybach
I’d drive anything
Buy my Range
Make ‘em go insane
My guillotine
Drank promethazine
Tek and beams
Go to those extremes
Parliament
Call up Mari ???
Parlay in Vegas
We was in attendance
Before the business
Theodore lenses
Whole prescriptions
Focus on the missions
Intermission
Never take a break
Switch states
Touch down, foreign plates
Ain’t no way
Ain’t no fucking way
You come to play
We didn’t come to play
Rob the bank
We gone rob the game
They gang, we gang
But they are not the same

Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Rep the set
Gotta rep the set
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Chase a check
Never chase a bitch

Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Mask on
Fuck it, mask off
Gas???
Never nod huh


Chief Keef – Trying Not To Swear (Two Zero One Seven Deluxe Album)


[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss

[Verse 1]
Stackin’ the mula, to hit my jeweler
You a unlicensed mover
You still can’t move us
Got all of my ice on
They say it’s too much
What’s under this Hermes?
It’s a slick the ruler
You gotta show us
You do not know us
Niggas is snitchin’
They paper showed us
Thew me in rehab
Well I’m still not sober
What is your goals?
You do not know
I’m sippin’ drank ’til it put me to sleep
Countin’ all this money, killed the thief in me
Ain’t shit changed, still got beef in me
I can fuck all of the women that were teachin’ me

[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I’m a dog, they can’t tame me
The life that I live probably changed me
Up for ten days ’cause I can’t sleep
A whole bunch of real niggas trained me
Your own dogs will cross you man, it can’t be
The diamonds in my ear givin’ me brain freeze
We don’t count the same cash or smoke the same weed
Standin’ on this foreign, I bleed like Rick James bleed
I’m stuck in the cheese, it’s gettin’ real steep
The diamonds on my neck, remind me of my jeep
My waist is LV, double Gs on my jeans
Cream, get the money, dollar dollar cheese cheese

[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss


Chief Keef – Trying Not To Swear (Two Zero One Seven Album)


[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss

[Verse 1]
Stackin’ the mula, to hit my jeweler
You a unlicensed mover
You still can’t move us
Got all of my ice on
They say it’s too much
What’s under this Hermes?
It’s a slick the ruler
You gotta show us
You do not know us
Niggas is snitchin’
They paper showed us
Thew me in rehab
Well I’m still not sober
What is your goals?
You do not know
I’m sippin’ drank ’til it put me to sleep
Countin’ all this money, killed the thief in me
Ain’t shit changed, still got beef in me
I can fuck all of the women that were teachin’ me

[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I’m a dog, they can’t tame me
The life that I live probably changed me
Up for ten days ’cause I can’t sleep
A whole bunch of real niggas trained me
Your own dogs will cross you man, it can’t be
The diamonds in my ear givin’ me brain freeze
We don’t count the same cash or smoke the same weed
Standin’ on this foreign, I bleed like Rick James bleed
I’m stuck in the cheese, it’s gettin’ real steep
The diamonds on my neck, remind me of my jeep
My waist is LV, double Gs on my jeans
Cream, get the money, dollar dollar cheese cheese

[Hook]
Man I miss standin’ on the block
Totin’ on the Glocks
Slidin’ on the opps
Screamin’ free the guys
In general pop
Bitch, I move fast
She gave me good top
Told that bitch stop
You want smoke, what’s up?
Get your ass scuffed
I’m countin’ green bucks
Boy, you smokin’ huff
Where is the bus?
I need to get some stuff
The life I’m livin’ rough
I’m tryin’ not to cuss


DJ Mustard – Don’t Hurt Me (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

Lyrics

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[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Tryna get up in my head, now that’s a headache
I just wanna fuck, I make the bed shake
She wanna spend some time, now that’s a Rollie
Shawty ride the dick, just like it’s stolen
Met her at the Westin with her bestie
Kissin’, they were sweatin’, doin’ lip things
Had to get up in that lil thang, yeah that lil thang
Let her rock the mic, yeah, no lipsync
They say that it’s last call, so let’s ball
Tryna have that ass thrown on that pole
Throw it back like retro, like it’s retro
Baby, baby, let’s go, girl let’s go
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
We take it to my room, yeah
Ain’t no need to talk
When that ass on me and the lights off
Baby, I know what to do with it
Give her what she want
Now she wanna fuck a nigga all the time

[Hook: Jeremih]
Oh baby, don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Tryna get up in my head, now that’s a headache
I just wanna fuck, and get my cake ate
You wanna spend some time, that’s a Rollie
I’ma ride his D, like it’s stolen
I met him in the Hills out in LA
Took me for a cruise, yeah, Penelope
Had to sit up on that big thing, that big thing
Super duper freak, yeah, like Rick James
They say that it’s last call, for that bar
Tryna get that peach Myx Moscato
Make it clap like when the home team score
Baby don’t you hurt me like before

[Pre-Hook: Nicki Minaj]
Take you to my room, yeah
Ain’t no need to talk
When this thing in your mouth, down South
Baby, you know what to do with it
Gave him what she want
Now he wanna hit your girl all the time

[Hook: Jeremih + Nicki Minaj]
Oh baby, don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches beggin’ me to pass the baton
All these bitches tryna fit my crown and my wand
Bitches still my sons, get your sonogram on
Just a nick of time I did the cover of TIME
Gettin’ a million dollars just to stand there and rhyme
Even if you was Curry, bitch, there’s still a LeBron
But let’s face it, I’m Curry, with rings like LeBron
Added my rings up, that’s Mike Jordan
I told bitches when I switched my flow four times
I’d be damned if a bitch nigga eat off mine
All this cake make a broke nigga beat off, huh?
I’m just lookin’ for a man, fuck a B-O-Y

[Hook: Jeremih + Nicki Minaj]
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me