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Shy Glizzy – Loving Me




[Intro]
Young Jefe, ayy

[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever

[Verse 1]
He buggin’ her, he miss her, but she beggin’ me to hit her
He can’t get his bitch back ’cause she with a nigga triller
Just the other day I heard they found my nigga’s killer
10K on the tray, I want that nigga in a zipper
Sippin’ on this dirty and I’m with my nigga 30
Bitch we keep them thirties ’cause these niggas playin’ dirty
The more you acting scary then the faster you get buried
And a nigga ain’t got no worries ’cause I shoot that bitch like Curry
I’m her number one contender, she like bitches on the low
I’m the one she gon’ remember, have her walking pigeon-toed
Yeah I come up off them stones, tell ’em some to get note
Got a bad redbone, told her get it on the floor

[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever

[Verse 2]
Love me for eternity or please don’t love me never
Oops I think she on to me so girl let’s get this cheddar
Never been a webster baby, c’mon let me test you
Glizzy I’m a weapon shawty I do protecting
Went some places last winter, one vacation I remember
Back to the first night when I took lil ma to dinner
Was lookin’ like a Kim but she was acting like a Jenner
She say she gon’ hold me down, ooh I think I got a winner
Young nigga from the streets, young nigga gotta eat
Young nigga I feel your pain, young nigga that once was me
I was standing out in that rain, tellin’ my lord don’t sell my tree
Now I got diamonds all in my chain, niggas they sat all in my seat

[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever




Shy Glizzy – Get It Again Lyrics




[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Hey
Young Jefe
Cardo got wings
Fuck it up, get it again

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
She wanna fuck with a boss
She cannot kick it with him
She wanna fuck a big dog
I told her okay lil baby I’m him
Me and my niggas we ballin’
Fuck around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
I fuck around, fuck her again (yeah)
Then I fuck around, fuck on her friends
They like who is them niggas right there?
I see all of them dressed in Monclers
I spent twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
Goddamnit this shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play with me nigga, I dare
I highly advise you to stay over there
Got your lil bitch and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We layin’ on the spread
I am the Louboutin don
I’m passing my swag to my son
Big booty bitch on my arm
She papi can we go to Milan?
I took that bitch to Miami
Yeah and we stayed at The One
We had to live up on Sunday
I fucked that bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

[Verse 2: Dave East]
I fell in love with the seats in the Wraith
My lawyer Jewish, I’m beating my case
Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it safe
You say you got pistols, I need ’em today
I don’t feel safe if I ain’t got a pipe
My homie just called me, they just gave him life
I’m tryna give 50K to his lawyer
I hope they appeal that shit like shakin’ dice
Fuck up a check when I run up in Saks
My bitch got my name tatted right on her ass
I used to bag up, go right to the ave
I ain’t have no whip, I got right in the cab
Goin’ for nothing, know I’m with the shit
I like to match up my gun with my fit
Shout out to Glizzy, know I got that glizzy
Got so many diamonds I look like a lick
So many bitches I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster, don’t forget the shrimp
Foreign, I gotta five percent the tint
Every day prayin’, lord forgive my sins
Young nigga risk it all for a Benz
Ain’t got no pal, I’m goin’ to the pen
Baggin’ the powder, blow it in the wind
I’m gon’ get dollars, know I’m ’bout to spend
I gotta get money

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I’ll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
I’m here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah


Shy Glizzy – Haters Anthem Lyrics


[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Goddamnit man
Ayy, Young Jefe holmes
GG shit

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Twenty-four hours, bitch I’m rolling off a molly
In twenty-four years I never told on nobody
Oh no rap is not my job bitch, I just do it for a hobby
Them is not no rappers, it’s some gangsters in the party
And I never ever ever let these lames get close to me
‘Cause eighty percent of the time they’re never who they’re supposed to be
I rock Gosha on my body, this Rick Owens on my feet
Got a ho from down in Dallas, she rock gold all on her teeth
Oh why you worried, take a seat
Know you nervous, we can see it
We got birds, we got P’s
Bitch you know 30, you know 3
They believe anything they hear so keep your word like a G
Don’t get buried in these streets, better keep your motherfuckin’ heat

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 2: 30 Glizzy]
I’m a trapper, he a lease, Balenciaga to the feet
Got that draco on the seat, let’s meet wherever you want to meet
Bitch I shoot you opps so weak, give you fifty rounds a piece
All I ask don’t tell on me, this for Mar, this for YC
We don’t do no scared business, you know how I’m living
If we start it we gon’ finish, pull up with them semis
Niggas started hating when I turned my name to Glizzy
And bitches really loved me when I pulled up in the Bentley

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 3: 3 Glizzy]
I’m a real G, you be lyin’ through your teeth
Got a hundred shots on me, stay on point, fuck rollin’ deep
Need three thousand for a beat, these two thousand on my feet
Put this chopper to your face and wake you up right out your sleep
Couple thousand on a fur baby it’s cold up in the streets
Diamonds dancing like a freak, I dare a nigga play with me
Used to be broke now look at me, I know these niggas envy me
Bad bitch from Germany, girl let’s go shopping overseas

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Outro]
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that


Shy Glizzy – Get Away Lyrics


[Intro]
Young Jefe holmes
Get away
Pussy, money, weed
GG lifestyle
Forever ever

[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away

[Verse 1]
Yeah it’s ’bout one in the morning and a nigga catching plays
Don’t turn in my condo and this shit look like a maze
Summer time coming, niggas gotta get a Wraith
And if you owe me money they might find you in the lake
Them Glizzys pull up with them, ask you open up your safe
I swear behind this shit, I’m down with GG ’til I’m gray
Meet me at the big house, baby put that shit in waste
We gon’ work this shit out, I’m gon’ watch that ass for days
I wake up, fuck my bitch, then I go out and get paid
Hundred round drum, I bet this bitch knock off your fade
Every million that I get then all my niggas get a raise
Why you salty lil bitch, that could’ve been us but you played

[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away

[Verse 2]
Half a million worth of shining, bitch I look like the boat
I remember hard times, I had to cut up some soap
You couldn’t be there for you bro ’cause you was playin’ with your ho
Let’s say a prayer for my son, that’s who I do this shit for
All she need is a real nigga to put her in her place
Baby I’m a robber, can you be my get away?
First time I ever met her swear you should’ve seen her face
She was swaggin’ in her lab and I was trappin’ out my yay
Quarter brick, half a brick, I was choppin’ out my way
Know some niggas filthy rich and they be trappin’ in the Bay
Got this one bitch bad as shit, that thing be clappin’ when I slay
Man these niggas fake as shit so I don’t dap ’em to say hey

[Chorus]
I wanted too much shit, my mama told me get away
I had to hit a lick, you know I had to get away
My gun got two clips but yeah this bitch a throwaway
I just got a new bitch, my old one still be in the way
Get away, get away
Sorry I ain’t tryna argue, no bitch I’ma get away
Get away, get away
I just got a new chopper, that bitch make you get away


GoldLink – Crew (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Shy Glizzy) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)


[Hook: Brent Faiyaz]
She see money all around me
I look like I’m the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don’t act like I’m your man
You just a fan, you don’t hold rank
Don’t hold no rank

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth
And a slick ass flow
Catch-a-bullet-’round-me-nigga and a player when
I’m comin’ for the kitty, I’m a fool, goddamn
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now
Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills
And it wasn’t for the boy right now
Goddamn, what a time, what a year
We are what them young boys fear
I kill, never been killed, that’s real, no lies
You can tell that from our pulse right now
Bet you wanna fuck me now
Bet you wanna love me down
Girl, you can’t tie me down like Ray J said
But know I’m down
Trigger nigga show me something
Shake it like you owe me something
Pushin’ on the pussy like a button
Came four times, fifth time you bustin’
Still gettin’ rowdy in the function
Bitches on my dick like it’s nothing
Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin’, jumpin’, bumpin’, jumpin’, yeah

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]
Hey, nice to meet, I’m Young Jefe, who you be?
Got the beast in Southeast, thousands clappin’ to this beat
She invite me to her crib, I walk in she see my heat
She said "But I live in the hills" bitch, that’s just the way I sleep
Stop that madness, I’m a savage
In traffic with MAC 11’s
Baddest bitch and she Spanish
I fly her to Calabasas
We get nasty, I’m her daddy
Does she know a nigga ain’t average?
Ain’t nothing wrong with fake asses
Bitch, turn around let’s make magic
I’m geekin’, uh huh I’m on it
Don’t look at me like you want it
Tell ’em that we ain’t stuntin’
In fourth down we ain’t puntin’ it
King of District of Columbia
Can’t come here without a permit
This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas

[Hook: Brent Faiyaz]
She see money all around me
I look like I’m the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don’t act like I’m your man
You just a fan, you don’t hold rank
Don’t hold no rank


GoldLink – Crew (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Shy Glizzy)


[Hook: Brent Faiyaz]
She see money all around me
I look like I’m the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don’t act like I’m your man
You just a fan, you don’t hold rank
Don’t hold no rank

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth
And a slick ass flow
Catch-a-bullet-’round-me-nigga and a player when
I’m comin’ for the kitty, I’m a fool, goddamn
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there
Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now
Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills
And it wasn’t for the boy right now
Goddamn, what a time, what a year
We are what them young boys fear
I kill, never been killed, that’s real, no lies
You can tell that from our pulse right now
Bet you wanna fuck me now
Bet you wanna love me down
Girl, you can’t tie me down like Ray J said
But know I’m down
Trigger nigga show me something
Shake it like you owe me something
Pushin’ on the pussy like a button
Came four times, fifth time you bustin’
Still gettin’ rowdy in the function
Bitches on my dick like it’s nothing
Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin’, jumpin’, bumpin’, jumpin’, yeah

[Verse 2: Shy Glizzy]
Hey, nice to meet, I’m Young Jefe, who you be?
Got the beast in Southeast, thousands clappin’ to this beat
She invite me to her crib, I walk in she see my heat
She said "But I live in the hills" bitch, that’s just the way I sleep
Stop that madness, I’m a savage
In traffic with MAC 11’s
Baddest bitch and she Spanish
I fly her to Calabasas
We get nasty, I’m her daddy
Does she know a nigga ain’t average?
Ain’t nothing wrong with fake asses
Bitch, turn around let’s make magic
I’m geekin’, uh huh I’m on it
Don’t look at me like you want it
Tell ’em that we ain’t stuntin’
In fourth down we ain’t puntin’ it
King of District of Columbia
Can’t come here without a permit
This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas

[Hook: Brent Faiyaz]
She see money all around me
I look like I’m the man, yeah
But I was down and out like last week
Tell me where have you been?
You came out of hiding, girl
Don’t act like I’m your man
You just a fan, you don’t hold rank
Don’t hold no rank


Jefe – Take It Off (The World Is Yours Album)


Young Jefe Holmes

[Hook: Jefe]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon’ ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

[Verse 1: Jefe]
She wanna fuck with me because I’m super duper cool
She wanna fuck with me cause I’m a shooter, shooter, shooter
Young nigga comin’ through looking like I hit a lick on the jeweler
Young nigga comin’ through your old ass better hide your cougar
I could have bought a mansion but I went and bought a condo
My young boy keep that 9 on him he bang that bitch like Rondo, bang bang
And baby when you with me you get anythin’ that you want too
Come on and pass my Backwood I don’t smoke no fucking fonto
I came to make it rain? Little bitch you see my motto
Come on lets take shots yeah I can not have some fucked up
I told her bring her friend too I like my hoes in combos
Do it all night ’til the morning like Alonzo

[Verse 2: Jefe]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon’ ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

Yeah she real propoer she a real show stopper
You better have that bag cause she a motherfuckin’ shopper
I make her feel safe and she like riding with that chopper
She rock a silk dress that bitch a motherfuckin’ shocker
She slim all in her waist, she’s a 10 all in her face
Told my bitch, she better be loyal
Bitch dont want me catch a case
That’s my ace, we pop ace, we go all way, you go on dates
Lil nig don’t know what it take so fuck all that shit they say

[Verse 3]
Fuck ’em
Bitch I’m fluent
Gangster rapper not a poet
Realest nigga and you know it
Ain’t tryna dance get off the floor
I’m a ninja with my squad
If you love me won’t you show it
I get money when I’m bored
Took my shot bitch I scored

[Hook]
You might had her yesterday but today she want a boss
She say Jefe I can’t fuck with broke niggas I swear to God
She don’t want no fuck nigga
She want a nigga with some heart
I say girl fuck them niggas
You straight, you fuckin’ with the mob, ay!
Girl, I want it all, girl, girl I want it all
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off
I say girl we gon’ ball, girl, girl, we gon ball
Girl, take it off, girl, girl take it off

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