Tag: XO


Nicki Minaj – Runnin lyrics




[Hook: A$AP Rocky]
Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me
Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly
Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less
Hopelessness but I’m in this shit for flesh
Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat
Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ this shit, both legs broke
Runnin’ round town, yeah they comin’ for my head though
Funny thing about it they don’t always see my head though
Schizo, maniac I’m fiendin’ to go klepto
So hands-on kinda hard for me to let go
Let go, stacking presidents like a LEGO
Would introduce you to my friends but they dead though
(Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me)

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo
Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’, I’ma take it like a klepto
Anybody want it, they can get it, come correct though
Talk behind my back but when they see me it’s respect though
Still got the crown, so I never give a F though
Everything is wavy, I’ma hit ’em with the brush stroke
Then I’ma get high, I’ma get the best dope
Yeah, I make the rules, I ain’t following the dress code
I-I ain’t do the mess though, I’ma put a hex though
I-I ain’t with the hugs and kisses, don’t do the XO
Soon as the bell go ding-dong
I’ll be in the ring though, we can shoot cinco
Look at all these clowns, how they studying my lingo
Peaking out the window, but they never win though

[Hook: A$AP Rocky]
Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me
Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly
Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less
Hopelessness but I’m in this shit for flesh
Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat
Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ this shit, both legs broke
Runnin’ round town, yeah they comin’ for my head though
Funny thing about it they don’t always see my head though

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
I’mma flex, yes, I’m the best, I’m the veteran (Yeah)
In the Lex, yes, big baguettes in my necklace (Woo)
In his head, neck, in his chest he gon’ catch a fist (Right)
I go deck, deck, break his leg, do it effortless (Yeah)
In the ring, ain’t no fucking game, ain’t no Tetris
Hit him, bang, I’mma shake his brain, I’m gon’ never rest (Durrrr)
Man, I’m air, I’m the fucking champ, I can’t fail at this (Woo-woo)
Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (Durrrr)
Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by the clique
Mo’ sex with the Rolex, come without a tip (Yeah)
Mo’ grip when the dough flip, gimme mo’ lick
Whole fist break his whole shit, tuck up lil’ bitch
Getting fit, I’mma win the chip
Watch them catch a fit




Belly – Maintain lyrics




(feat. NAV)

[Intro]
Oh, you think you’re fancy now? That uh, what is that on your wrist there, uh? That a Rolex?
(Git, git, git, git, git, git)

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 1: Belly]
Look, we out there livin’ with the same pain
My dogs bleed from the same veins
Don’t come around if you can’t hang
I’m everything that you lames ain’t
A little change can’t change me, 20 years with the same gang
20 years, no off days, no days off, and I maintain
Ballin’ crazy with the hang time (swish, swish), same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt), I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin’ stuck off the mud, bucks pour up by the landslide
You ain’t fly, you on standby, I got something that you can’t buy
My older brother, call him rider man, my little brother had the vitamins
My baby brother, he been spazzin’ lately
My mama happy, she been laughin’ lately
First class, two tones, my queen need two thrones
Almost wound up in a group home, who’s this? New phone

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 2: NAV]
Hey, look, AP, bust down Rollie, plain jane
Me and Belly, XO, same team, same gang (woah)
Let my nuts and my chain hang (woah)
In the Mulsanne havin’ mood swings
30 millimeters ain’t nothing, watch how my wrist and my neck bling
Stackin’ up, countin’ my blessings
Wedding bands ain’t got no wedding (Woah, yeah)
I just spent a cool 60 on my wristwear (yeah)
Man, I want 10 plain janes, wanna be like Ric Flair (woo)
My blood diamonds cost me blood and sweat and tears (woo)
Now my mind and all my stones are crystal clear (yeah)
Fake watch busters, ain’t never bustin’ me (nope)
Everyone of my jewelers get paid, they trust in me (yeah)
Took a lean nap, had a dream ’bout a custom piece
I hit up Elliot, he said that he gon’ get it done for me

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)
Bust down, Rollie, Audemars, plain jane
Blow dank, pour drank, everyday same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)

[Outro: Belly]
Look, yeah, yeah


Belly – 4 Days lyrics


(feat. YG)

[Intro: Belly]
Yeah
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chorus: Belly]
Thinking you a bad bitch
Really, you just doing bad bitch
Fronted on me when I ain’t had shit
Until I came up like a savage
Foreign girl with a accent (yuh)
She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it’s true)
You fronted on me when I ain’t had shit (yuh)
Until I came up like a savage
I been up, 4 days
I ain’t even sleep, 4 days
I been comin’ down, 4 days
I would rather dream when I’m awake
Ayy, I ain’t crashed in like 4 days
Liquor got me goin’ more craze
Life directed by Scorsese
I lie and say the world’s yours, babe

[Verse 1: Belly]
I put my mama in a million dollar condo
I just made a million dollars off a convo
My gorilla strapped up like the gun show
Had this motherfucker lookin’ like the congo
Uh, I made it out the jungle
If you hatin’, bet this dick gon’ reach your tonsils
Huh, bitch call me Papa Shango
I’ma beat, beat it up just like a bongo, hey

[Chorus: Belly]
Thinking you a bad bitch
Really, you just doing bad bitch
Fronted on me when I ain’t had shit
Until I came up like a savage
Foreign girl with a accent (yuh)
She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it’s true)
You fronted on me when I ain’t had shit (yuh)
Until I came up like a savage
I been up, 4 days
I ain’t even sleep, 4 days
I been comin’ down, 4 days
I would rather dream when I’m awake
Ayy, I ain’t crashed in like 4 days
Liquor got me goin’ more craze
Life directed by Scorsese
I lie and say the world’s yours, babe

[Verse 2: YG]
Belly, what’s brackin’?
You fronted on me, fr-fr-fronted on me
That’s the worse you could do when you done it on me
I fucked your friends ’cause you used to fuck my homies
She told her friends, “That nigga stunted on me”
Pull off in that Lambo
Burnin’ rubber and my eyes low (bitch, back the fuck up)
I tell her she can fuck up my life
Just don’t fuck up my cash flow
Walk up in this bitch, Louis, Gucci, lil Prada
Went from none to somethin’, been like tada
When you hear how I ball, don’t call
This is not your cheese, you get nada
You did me wrong when I ain’t had shit
Got done like Ellie, you a bad bitch
I used to sleep on mattress
Now I got XO’s on my tracklist

[Chorus: Belly]
Thinking you a bad bitch
Really, you just doing bad bitch
Fronted on me when I ain’t had shit
Until I came up like a savage
Foreign girl with a accent (yuh)
She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it’s true)
You fronted on me when I ain’t had shit (yuh)
Until I came up like a savage
I been up, 4 days
I ain’t even sleep, 4 days
I been comin’ down, 4 days
I would rather dream when I’m awake
Ayy, I ain’t crashed in like 4 days
Liquor got me goin’ more craze
Life directed by Scorsese
I lie and say the world’s yours, babe


Snoop Dogg – Doggytails (feat. Kokane)


[Intro]
Hey Snoop Dogg, can you give us a bedtime story?
Alright, hand me my backwoods, here we go

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Just another day in my old neighborhood
Not bad meanin’ bad but bad meanin’ good
Time flies by with the boomin’ system
Shot by my head, I popped back and I missed ’em
So I kept shootin’ ’til I ran outta shots
Then I threw my gun at him and I ran up the block
Swang them hoes, bang them hoes
20 minutes later, I changed them clothes
For these guys, east side niggas is back
Ain’t heard your new shit ’cause you niggas is whack
I came to this party all by myself
But I won’t leave by myself
I got his, hers and your bitch too
They all come through, it’s sorta like a rendez-vous
I’m so true to this shit, never new to this shit
Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit

[Chorus: Kokane]
Niggas weren’t made to break me
‘Cause all I just do is shine
[?] bang bang [?]
Cross [?] by moi
S to the N, double O, P
Won’t you put it in the air one time
Niggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind

[Interlude: Kokane]
Well well
Well, I watch out
Better get them starchild
That’s the XO bottle
Leave shit with the model
And this gangsta shit on your [cirrottle?], uh

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
1 little 2, little 3, little Gs
Hangin’ by the high school, blowin’ in the trees
4 little, 5 little, 6 TCs
Watch a nigga back one and dip it through with ease
7 little, 8 little, 9 little hoes
Wanna kick it, I suppose, gettin’ tickets to my shows
10 to 11 but a dozen on the rose, gave that bitch to my cousin ’cause he hard on the nose
Hey, you know how shit goes, make that bitch strike a pose
Triple O to the N so you know that bitch chose
So cold, make a nigga freeze, hoes down, nigga, Gs up

[Chorus: Kokane]
Niggas weren’t made to break me
‘Cause all I just do is shine
[?] bang bang [?]
Cross [?] by moi
S to the N, double O, P
Won’t you put it in the air one time
Niggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I did a whole lotta gutta shit
But lookin’ back at it, young loc, Cuz, I’m on some other shit
Intellectual, misdirectional
Correct yourself so you can avoid correctional facilities
Mental stability, validity
Everythin’ you look at ain’t what it appear to be
Compellin’ you, sellin’ you, I’m tellin’ you this
See poppin’ this shit is like knockin’ a bitch
I’m cold with it, rock road with it, trick hoes with it
Big fours with it, yeah, I be the backup, second in line
See when I get in, you ain’t gettin’ no more time
I’m free as a bird, C is the word, nigga, I did that, nigga
Switchin’ up, my nigga, let’s get this shit back
True to this shit, never new to this shit
Kick back and watch your big homie do this shit

[Chorus: Kokane]
Niggas weren’t made to break me
‘Cause all I just do is shine
[?] bang bang [?]
Cross [?] by moi
S to the N, double O, P
Won’t you put it in the air one time
Niggas gonna get real lenny
Guaranteed it’ll blow your mind


The Weeknd Severs Ties With H&M In Scathing Tweet Amidst Racism Scandal


The Weeknd is the latest celebrity to sever ties with fashion company H&M over claims of racism.

Twitter erupted in anger on Monday after H&M posted an image from an ad showing a black kid wearing a hoodie with the words “Coolest Monkey In The Jungle Gym.” Folks started calling out the fashion brand for the racist gesture and The Weeknd, who has been doing business with the outlet for over a year now, quickly condemned the brand in a scathing tweet saying he will immediately stop doing business with them.

“Woke up this morning shocked and embarrassed by this photo. I’m deeply offended and will not be working with H&M anymore,” he wrote on Twitter along with posting the questionable image. The R&B singer, born Abel Tesfaye, started working with H&M last year by promoting gears from the fashion brand before he started collaborating on different pieces through his own XO brand. Sources close to the singer has indicated that he will continue to release new lines from his XO brand without a retailer behind it or through possible new partnership.

woke up this morning shocked and embarrassed by this photo. i’m deeply offended and will not be working with @hm anymore… pic.twitter.com/P3023iYzAb

— The Weeknd (@theweeknd) January 8, 2018

The Weeknd also currently has a partnership with Puma and his gears have been selling out fast. As for H&M, the company has since released a statement apologizing for the ad while vowing to get to the bottom of what really happened. “We sincerely apologize for offending people with this image of a printed hooded top,” H&M said in a statement (via USA Today). “The image has been removed from all online channels and the product will not be for sale in the United States.We believe in diversity and inclusion in all that we do and will be reviewing all our internal policies accordingly to avoid any future issues.”

Since the news went viral, the company has been getting hammered by celebrities and fans alike who are showing no mercy on social media.

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Gucci Mane – Curve (feat. The Weeknd)


[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! Brrr! Go!

[Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like "next, please" (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, "Woo!"
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, "Gucci just arrived" (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Deion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, "Woo!"
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? (You know Wop)


The Weeknd Pulls Plug On Selena Gomez Relationship Before Bieber



The Weeknd has reportedly ended his relationship with Selena Gomez from before the actress and Justin Bieber started hooking up again.

News of the couple’s demise came last weekend just days after she was spotted hanging out with her on-again off-again ex-boyfriend Justin Bieber. The Weeknd fans were quick to blame Justin Bieber for the breakup, but it turns out that the pop star had nothing to do with it except the fact that he make a good rebound for Gomez. TMZ reported that the XO singer pulled the plug on the relationship a few weeks ago after the two grew apart.

Their relationship has been fizzling out since around summer mostly due to his extensive touring and her shooting and new movie. They started talking a lot less and spending less time together. Sources say he called her up a few weeks ago to explain his stance on the relationship and why he is breaking up with her. The Weeknd felt like he was enjoying single life a lot more than he thinks and the relationship was putting a strain on him. The two have remained friendly since their split but with Justin Bieber coming back in the picture that will likely change.

Abel was spotted last night in the club grinding on a mystery female so he has been handling it pretty well.


Rich Chigga – Chaos Lyrics


[Intro]
Yeah, happy birthday to me
I’m 18 now
And women can legally have sex with me
Now shut up

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

[Verse 1]
You can’t get rid of me
I ain’t going nowhere
And I’m always multiplying like I always fornicate
Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States
Two on one, take all day
And I’m just spittin’ out the maze (maze)
She like sippin’ outta a mason jar
She ain’t hippy, she gon’ suffer some granola bars
Let the freakie got me curious like I’m on Mars
Saying, I forgot my roots, Goddamn, you went too far

[Bridge]
Aye, then you went too far
Got these people all around me, man, they treat me like a star
Dressed like I don’t give a damn, but I’ll be ballin’ like LaVar
Got to wait about three years, until I could go to the bar

[Verse 2]
Damn, make all my own shit
I get all the profits
If you actin’ lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch
Movin’ with the tactics, got girls on all my fabrics
Go ham on the mic, just like I’m sitting in the cockpit, aye
Used to hate the camera, now your boy’s a natural
Now your boy is on the road two months and I’mma get the dough
Try to put me in a box
I’ll go always break the lock
Call me D-Wayne, ’cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock
Oh my God, man, his voice so deep
I thought he was 21 plus
Why he be so clean?
Wanna let him spank on my bump
He just turned 18
But for him, I catch a case, damn (holding up)

[Pre-Chorus]
Aye, that was the sound of you, bitch
And everybody, that heard, what I did
I don’t like being so ignorant, but you gonna make me go back to my bullshit again

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow


Mailbox – Chief Keef lyrics


Lyrics Chief Keef – Mailbox

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox.

Niggas be really knowin’, b*tches be really goin
Look up and the ceiling gone, that a*s I’m feelin’ on
Need a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on
Bout to go get some more chains
Like I ain’t got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment & more laundry
You know we ain’t really for none, All I know is get paper
I know killas and they owe me big favors, b*tches XO me like Weeknd
I’m somewhere out eating, stay yo a*s in 2 feet
Or go yo a*s on the deep end, someone hand me a ashtray
That’s my boys who passed away, keep my mouth laminated
Till the day I’m eliminated.

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox.

What’s yo address nigga? Where you live at nigga?
We ain’t tryna hear that nigga, you know I’m a real a*s nigga
Know I gotta get cash nigga, You know I want it real bad nigga
My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil a*s nigga
b*tches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the Benz they in the mood
They get in, into the spot, that’s where the cars gon’ take us to
I need top, I told them b*tches that like it was breaking news
And you know I be about my chicken, b*tch no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry versuri-lyrics.info
We can’t leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy
It’s lovely now, b*tches be loving me now aye, had the b*tch suckin me up
She might end up shutting me down ayeee.

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailboxxx.
Chief Keef lyrics
Video Chief Keef


Quentin Miller – Expression 5


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the Clicks..
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P-(alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, ask the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it…
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah


Drake – Lose You (More Life Album)


[Intro]
I don’t care what society thinks. They’re nothing anyway. They’re no better than me. Out there you just have to fit into a pattern that somebody’s already laid out for you. Life we live, you have to set your own patterns, your own ideals. You have to handle the whole job yourself. (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like Trick Daddy and Trina
Oli North pull in, like, 10 million a season
Queen Street visions that nobody believed in
If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eatin’
Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd
The city gets stronger when everybody is speakin’
Not when everybody out here beefin’
We got it, now we just gotta keep it
America’s most wanted, man, I’m still on the run
All these number ones and we still not the ones
No hard feelings, but I’ll still get you spun
Went and got diplomas, and we still goin’ dumb
Please never label niggas who lay down for a livin’
My competition, it’s beyond offensive
I’m in it for the glory, not the honor mention
Not tryna be fourth and inches, I’m tryna go the distance
Yeah, distance, I’m on a different mission
This the remix to "Ignition," hot and fresh out the kitchen
How you forget to fill up with gas on the road to riches?
Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it
Too late for condolences when it’s over with
I need to start sayin’ shit when I notice it
Be open with people I need some closure with
Be honest with myself and take ownership
Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn
I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first
Excitin’ times, revitalized
Trust this little light of mine is gonna shine positively
I’m just takin’ what God will give me
Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey
Better attitude, we’ll see where it gets me
I know catchin’ flies with honey is still sticky
I wrote the book on world-class finesses
And tasteful gestures and makin’ efforts
And never placin’ second
And even better knowin’ you’re first but then takin’ second
Inspirin’ and never takin’ credit
I know I deserve more, I just never said it
Two middle fingers as I make a exit, yeah

[Chorus]
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

[Verse 2]
Winnin’ is problematic
People like you more when you workin’ towards somethin’
Not when you have it
Way less support from my peers
In recent years as I get established
Unforgivin’ times, but fuck it, I manage
Why is my struggle different than others’?
Only child that’s takin’ care of his mother
As health worsens and bills double
That’s not respectable all of a sudden?
I don’t get a pat on the back for the come up?
What do you see when you see me?
When did all the things I mean
From the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?
Maybe I share it with too many people
Back then it used to just feel like our secret
Back when I would write
And not think about how they receive it
I be tryna manifest the things I needed
And look, now, I mean, it’s hard to believe it even for me
But you’re mindful of it all when your mind full of it all
How they go from not wantin’ me at all
To wantin’ to see me lose it all?
Things get dark, but my aura just starts glowin’
I’m overcome with emotions
Ones I can’t access when I’m stoned sober
Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra
I could only speak what I know of
Man, we wrote the book on calculated thinkin’
And icy Heineken drinkin’, and rival neighborhoods linkin’
And puttin’ your trust in someone
With the risk of financially sinkin’
All you did was write the book on garbage-ass Rollies
Ego strokin’, picture postin’
Claimin’ that you’d do it for motivational purposes only
But you just had to show me
See, I know, ’cause I study you closely
I know when someone lyin’
I notice people standin’ for nothin’ and gettin’ tired
I know what we’re both thinkin’ even when you’re quiet
Sometimes I gotta just make sure that I didn’t lose you

[Chorus]
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?


DRAKE – Lose You lyrics


No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like trick daddy and treener
Ali know I’ve put like 20 million a season
Queens Street visions that nobody believed in
If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eatin’
Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd
The city gets stronger when everybody is speakin’, not when everybody out here beefin’
America’s most wanted, man I’m still on the run
All these number ones and we still not the ones
No hard feelings but I’ll still get you spun
When they got diplomas, but we still goin’ dumb
Please never label who lay down for a living
My competition is beyond defensive
I’m in it for the glory, not the honor mention
Not trying to be fourth for inches, I’m tryna go the distance
Yeah, distance, I’m on a different mission
This the remix to Ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen
How you forget to fill up with gas on a road to riches?
Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it
Too late for condolences when it’s over with
I need to start sayin’ this shit when I notice it
Be open with people I need some closure with
Be honest with myself and take ownership
Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn
I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first
Exciting times, revitalized
Trust this little light of mine is going to shine positively
I’m just takin’ what God will give me
Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey
Better attitude, we’ll see where it gets me
I know catching flies with honey is still sticky
I wrote the book on world-class finesses and tasteful gestures and makin’ efforts
And never placin’ second
And even better knowin’ you’re first but then takin’ second
Inspiring and never takin’ credit
I know I deserve more but then never said it
Two middle fingers as I make an exit
Yeah

Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

Winning is problematic people like you more when you working towards something not when you have it
Way less important for my peers in recent years as I get established
Unforgiving times but fuck it I manage
Why is my struggle different to others?
Only child that’s taking care of his mother as health worsens and bills double
That’s not respectable all of a sudden?
I don’t get a pat on the back for the come up?
What do you see when you see me?
When did all the things I mean from the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?
Maybe I share it with too many people
Back then it used to just feel like our secret
Back when I would write and not think about how they receive it
I be tryna manifest the things I needed
And look now I mean it’s hard to believe it even for me
But you’re mindful of it all when your mind full of it all
How did they go from not wanting me at all to wanting to see me lose it all?
Things get dark but my aura just starts glowing I’m overcome with emotions
Ones I can’t access when I’m stoned sober
Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra
I could only speak what I know of
Then we wrote a book on calculated thinking and icy Heineken drinking
And rival neighborhoods linking
And putting your trust into someone with the risk of financially sinkin’
All you did was write the book on garbage ass Rollies
Ego strokin’, picture postin’
Claiming that you’d do it for motivational purposes ony, but you just had to show me
See I know cause I study you closely, I know when someone lyin’
I notice people standing for nothing and gettin’ tired
I know what we’re both thinking even when you’re quiet
Sometimes I just gotta make sure that I didn’t lose you

Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?


Future – Incredible Lyrics


[Intro]
It’s a light day
Ain’t got on nothin’ but about $700 thousand worth
That’s it
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Verse 1]
I was havin’ trust issues
But I’ve been havin’ way better luck since you
I know it’s true love with you
Told myself I don’t wanna fall in love with you
Rollin’ on the eway speedin’
Friday, just started the weekend
XO textin’, you respondin’
We gon’ go crazy with this money
We do hot yoga, 92 degrees
Can you stretch it out? Stretch it out for me
I got somewhere to be, but it’s hard to leave
When you do it like you mean it, I’m proceedin’
Is you the one? Is you the one?
Then she looked me in my eyes
Told me, “Fuck them pussy niggas
They ain’t ridin’ ’cause I’m ridin’
And I’m dyin’ for you, baby”
Got me feelin’

[Chorus]
In-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible

[Verse 2]
We can do exactly what you like, baby
And it’s all on me
We can take Vicodin tonight, baby
It’s all on me
We been textin’ back and forth
Now it’s time to get it crackin’
Girl take it all out, ’cause I know you active
Did you come to talk or is you ’bout that action?
Diamonds on my neck, moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to keep my baby spoiled
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to shake these haters off
Put it off, fuck the cops
I just wanna show you off
I can see your flaws, she gon’ take me how I am
Hit it from the back, girl you know I’m goin’ ham
Fuck the pigs, girl you got me feelin’ like the man
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it take to keep my fuckin’ baby sprung
I’ma do whatever it takes to shake these fuckin’ bitches off
I’ma do whatever it takes and you gon’ be my personal
Dance, dance, girl you dancin’ like you strippin’ for this gold
Romance and we’ve all done been here before
But your passion, I hear it when you’re talkin’
We ain’t clashin’, you quiet when I’m talkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’em Billie Jean moonwalkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’emmmmm moonwalkin’
You get into everything exclusively, I’m honest
We don’t need nobody comin’ in between this money
These niggas already tryna invade the embassy
Good thing I changed and you got that remedy
The best thing about you, oh you’re that far from me
You a star to me

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah


Nav – Fell In Love (The Introduction Album)


[Verse 1]
Police pat me down them bands all on me
Molly, purple drank is all that I need
Come get your bitch cause she dancing on me
I remember these bitches were laughing at me
Now she sucking, fucking, clapping for me
Hit me, DM, told she was a fan
I was nobody when I made "The Man"
Now when these bitches see me, know who I am
His bitch looking I think she a flirt
Owls inside my shoes and XO my shirt
Diss me once and you’ll be dead on the first
I’m staying clean but my squad doing dirt
I’m staying clean, let my squad do the dirt
Hating on me cause they can’t get a verse
Summertime, shitting on you in a ‘vert
My diamonds are water I’m smoking on Earth
‘Member my mama told me I’m the worst
When the check come in she seeing it first
Buy her a house, I’mma buy her a purse
Looking for handouts, don’t get on my nerves
You telling lies, I’m a man of my word
And your wifey just hit me but she getting curved
I’m wearing brand names that you never heard
How to get money, you never gon’ learn

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

[Verse 2]
Yeah I love LA
Met a baddie from the Bay
Suck and fuck all day
But she can’t call me bae
Smoking weed all day
In Beverly I stay
The weather got me feeling so good
That I put the Xans away
Started from the bottom
I just dropped the top
She want the molly, yeah I got ’em
His bitch gave me top
My shooter got a mop
Deading all your talks
I love getting stoned
My watch is full of rocks
She say "Nav, why you so hood?"
She don’t know about the Rex
Had to tell my squad to clean it up
I don’t wanna make a mess
Body coming home, he gon’ beat the case
So you know he know what’s next
Fucking up a check
Diamonds dancing on my neck

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay


The Weeknd – Reminder


Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain’t know man, now you know me


Reminder – The Weeknd lyrics


Lyrics The Weeknd – Reminder

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face numbing off a bag of blow
I’m like, goddamn, b*tch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn, b*tch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go Lo Mein.(reminder)

You know me, you know man, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me.

Said I’m just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil’ a show
And I come back to my city, I f*ck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight versuuri-lyrics.info
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bed springs, we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you ’cause.

You know me, you know me
You know man, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me.

Why don’t you shake some, shake somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you break nothin’, break nothin’
Baby girl, won’t you work some, work somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you hurt nothin’, hurt nothin’
Big girl, won’t you shake some, shake somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you break nothin’, break nothin’
Baby girl, won’t you work some, work somethin’
For the Don? don’t you hurt nothin’, hurt nothin’.

‘Cause you know me, they know me
You ain’t know me, yet you know meee.(reminder)
The Weeknd lyrics
Video The Weeknd


NAV – Some Way lyrics


[Intro: The Weeknd]
Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

[Hook: The Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Verse 2: Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

[Hook: The Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games


NAV – Some Way lyrics


Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games


The Weeknd – Some Way lyrics


Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

[The Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games


Nav – Some Way (feat. The Weeknd)


[Intro: Weeknd]
Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeah

[Verse 1: Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we will split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

[Hook: Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Verse 2: Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her wait
I gotta get myself together
Yesterday, I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track (yeah)
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her stop it
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

[Hook: Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games


Some way – Nav feat. The Weeknd lyrics


Lyrics The Weeknd – Some way

Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeahhh.(some way)

If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we will split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
f*ck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my f*ck and my tongue game a remedy.

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nahhh)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeahhh
She just want a nigga like me, I play no.

Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her wait
I gotta get myself together versuri-lyrics.info
Yesterday, I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This b*tch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this sh*t is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma f*ck your b*tch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her stop it
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em.

Ohhh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way
She just want a nigga like me, I play no gamesss.
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The Weeknd – Crew Love (OG Solo Version) (The Xo Tapes B-Sides Album)


[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Take your nose off my keyboard
What you bothering me for?
There’s a room full of niggas
What you following me for?
This ain’t no fucking sing-along
So, girl, what you singing for?
It’s cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
20, keep the bar rolling
Fake ID’s in the trash, we going
Straight to the top, rooftop glows
With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign
Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing
Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? Cause

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew

[Verse 2: Drake]
Smoking weed under star projectors
I guess we’ll never know what Harvard gets us
But seeing my family have it all
Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
And really, I think I like who I’m becoming
There’s times where I might do it just to do it like it’s nothing
There’s times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation
For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces
All it took was patience
I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me
The same ones that’ll come up off the hip for me
The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me
I told my story, and made history
Tell them I’mma need reservations for 20
I’ve never really been one for the preservation of money, nah
Much rather spend it all while I’m breathing
That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Loving the crew, ohh
Oh, They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
Whoa

[Outro: The Weeknd]
Cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
(If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)


The Weeknd – Reminder (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)


Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain’t know man, now you know me


The Weeknd – Reminder (Starboy Album)


[Verse 1]
Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the cast so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

[Chorus]
You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

[Verse 2]
Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
Imma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

[Chorus]
You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

[Bridge]
Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

[Outro]
Cause you know man, they know man
You ain’t know man, now you know man