Sevyn Streeter – Present Situation (feat. The-Dream) (Girl Disrupted Album)

The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation
[Verse 2]
So when you started out tricking on me
You was trying to get over her
And when you started to lay me down
You was still getting over her
I wonder if you love me now
Or if you ever loved me at all
A baseless love and still we fall
And I’mma tell myself [?] relevant
Just sex me right
I’mma keep on [?] so much that I start to forget
I love the light
And I gotta acquire your taste
Following straight with no chase
Then I start to come around
That’s the Sevyn they heard about
But then you have to hold me down

[Chorus 2]
I got a present situation
Oh, present situation
We gotta address the present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation
[Bridge]
And I can’t lie, I love it
I can’t lie, I love it
It ain’t right, I love it
I wouldn’t have chose this life, but I love it
[Chorus 3]
The present situation
The present situation
The present situation
I don’t know how to address the present situation
The present situation Yeah
She hurt you, you hurt me
But without her, we wouldn’t be
So I don’t know what to say right now
And I don’t know where to be right now
[Chorus 1]
How do I address the present situation? [Verse 1]
With every breath in my lungs, I’m gone
Screaming my mind ’cause I miss you so
But eventually, I get over you
Hit up the mall and drop a couple bands off
Spending money is my antidote, yeah
Don’t that sound like somebody you know?

21 Savage – 7 Min Freestyle (Issa Album)

[Verse]
Goyard duffle, yeah yeah
Got that draco in it, yeah yeah
Whip a chicken, yeah yeah
Tryna break the pot, yeah yeah
And I got that Glock, yeah yeah
I got thirty shots, yeah yeah
Got your baby mama, yeah yeah
She bent over nigga, yeah yeah
Young Savage trappin’, yeah yeah
And I’m fuckin’ rappin’, yeah yeah
I make lots of money, yeah yeah
And I throw it, throw it, yeah yeah
Ayy lil bitch you tryna blow it, yeah
Woah, chopper like a lawnmower, yeah
Woah, got that motherfuckin’ dagger on me
Woah, stab a nigga and his lil homie, woah
And I’m ballin’ like Nowitzki, woah
I get head like Lewinsky
Police tryna fingerprint me, woah
I’m runnin’ out that motherfucker, nigga, woah
Get money like a motherfucker, nigga
Bags in, nigga gas in
Cash out, nigga cash in
I’m robbin’, ski maskin’
You niggas know that I’m ’bout action
Fishtail with the traction
Fuck a fistfight, nigga I was blasting
Air that motherfucker out, we was smashin’
Got them VVS’s on me, nigga glass
Fuck school nigga, always skipped class
Fuck the other side, throwin’ red rags
Slaughter Gang, PDE gon’ do you bad nigga
Runnin’ through this cash, through this cash nigga
And my bitch bad, bitch bad nigga
Yeah, and I got a bag, got a bag nigga
Why these niggas mad, why they sad nigga
‘Cause I’m poppin’ ho, yeah I’m poppin’ ho
Got your main bitch, pussy poppin’ ho
We don’t want that pussy, we just want that toppy ho
And I don’t want it if the shit ain’t sloppy ho
Yeah, gang gang, nigga gang gang
Ayy, niggas snitching in the chain gang, ayy
They must not know they go in the chain gang, ayy
Stab ’em up, nigga stab ’em up
I’m a Bentley truck, you in a Acura
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t got racks or somethin’
You niggas actin’ like I ain’t in the trap or somethin’
Fuck you niggas thought, Savage was just rappin’ huh
Hey, your main bitch, she gon’ back it up
21, that two-two-three gon’ make you back it up
21, that show money I just stack it up
21, I’m real gangster, you just acting tough, woah
Niggas tryna put the feds on me, woah
My young niggas droppin’ shells on ’em, woah
I know they scared now, scared now
Niggas broke, they can’t even pay they bail now
Ayy, I get a brick and I bust it down, nigga
Put it in the pyrex and drown it, nigga
Water whip the dope, water whip it
Ho, water whip your ho, water whip ’em, yeah
Them VVS’s got her hypnotized, yeah
I used to walk around with two nines, woah
Then I hit a nigga for two nines, 21
That’s a half a brick lil nigga, 21
You a fuckin’ shrimp lil nigga, 21
I got somethin’ for that lip lil nigga, 21
Have you with a limp lil nigga, 21
Cut you up, no temp lil nigga, yeah
I get money ’cause I’m rich nigga, yeah
I might fuck all on your bitch nigga, yeah
Got a drank in in the vip nigga, yeah
She want a gangster, not a wimp nigga, yeah
Burberry fur on me, shit, woah
Thirty, Steph Curry on me, shit, woah
Eating chicken curry in this bitch, woah
Good food, nigga good food, 21
I’m a gangster, you a good dude, 21
I won’t text her ’til she send nudes, 21
She call my phone when the rent due, 21
I ain’t got a dime for your stankin’ ass, 21
Wash your behind with your stankin’ ass, bitch
And your nigga broke, down bad, bitch
All my niggas havin’ fuckin’ bags, bitch
Rich niggas, rich niggas, rich, 21
Hit nigga, hit nigga, hit, 21
That stick nigga, stick nigga, stick, 21
Bricks nigga, licks nigga, hits, 21
Slaughter Gang, PDE the shit, 21
Got the rap game on lock fast, 21
Got the block game on lock fast, 21
I got that Glock aim on lock fast, 21
I drop cop and send shots fast, 21
You only gangster when the gangsters gone, 21
You just a pussy with a camera phone, 21
You just a bitch with an Instagram, 21
No trigger finger, I got a trigger hand, 21
All of ’em like to shoot nigga, 21
All of ’em like boot nigga, 21
All of ’em in your boot nigga, 21
Finger holes, nigga finger holes, 21
You just a pussy with some finger rolls, 21
I can’t respect a nigga with cornrows, 21
Broke nigga with your brother’s clothes, 21
Broke nigga fuckin’ your brother’s hoes, 21
Get your own nigga, get your own, 21
You ain’t grown, nigga you ain’t grown, 21
Your money brown and my money long, 21
My blunt green and my gas strong, 21
Your bitch bad and I got her number, 21
All her friends wanna throw a slumber, 21
I might fuck all on that bitch mama, 21
I might take that lil bitch out to ‘Hana’s, 21
Put that lil bitch in a Benz, yeah, 21
I wish that bitch had a twin, yeah, 21
She want all my friends, yeah, 21
Man that bitch got on some Timbs, yeah, 21
But I put that bitch in Gucci Gucci, 21
Man I fuck that bitch like she Karruche, 21
I might lick that, do the oochie coochie, 21
Got a brown one like a nigga Boosie, 21
Nigga catch me all up in Bruce’s, 21
And you know I pull up with that uzi, 21
I’ma shoot a nigga, make the news and, 21
Niggas umm, niggas niggas losin’, 21
Yeah yeah, nigga yeah yeah, 21
Serve a nigga with no scale scale, 21
Come and help me wrap this bale, bale, 21
Fuck 12, no seatbelt, 21
Fuck 12, I don’t need help, 21
12 gauge, nigga that’s my help, 21

21 Savage – Whole Lot (Issa Album)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, it’s a knife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’? Yeah
[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom)
[Verse 1: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
VVS’s drippin’ off my chain, hoe (ooh)
I be in them places that you can’t go (can’t go)
My brother down the road on tango (I still see him)
You rap niggas sweeter than a mango (pussy sweet)
TEC on me with the coolie on it
I’ma fuck around and squeeze (ooh)
Pain runnin’ through my veins
I don’t want the fame, I just wanna eat (ooh)
Rap niggas callin’ my phone
Fuck these niggas, these niggas ain’t G’s (one hunnit)
Spend on a lot of niggas, I ain’t spend no more
Fuck around and get robbed ’round me (fast)
Chain snatched
Watch snatched, don’t get it back (get it)
Chopper on you
Wrong move, get hit in the back (cutter)
I’m Young Savage
Real nigga, they vouchin’ for that (they vouchin’ for that)
I keep it on me
One in the head, I’m cockin’ it back
And I make your bitch drop it back
And I spend a dub in Saks
And I do a whole lot of drinkin’
I done put a hole in my kidney
Y’all niggas pussy like kittens (uh)
VVS’s on, I need mittens (VVS)
Nigga, we ain’t leavin’ no witness
Stomp a nigga ’til he need stitches (woah)
I ain’t never played no victim
Every nigga played, I killed him
Put a nigga in a blender, nigga, then we chop it up (then we chop it up)
Put it in the Pyrex, nigga, then we lock it up (lock it up)
Put that bitch inside a Benz, she was in a Acura
Niggas be actin’ tough, I just be stackin’ up (I just be stackin’ up)
Used to ride around with Dracos, now I’m going platinum (platinum)

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala (yeah)
Now I got a whole lotta problems (got a whole lotta)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (ain’t trippin on ’em)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier (yeah)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (ooh)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?] (get madder nigga)
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage (ain’t talk about it)
We don’t talk about it, we shotters (ain’t talk about it)
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (okay)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (okay)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (ooh)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets
[Verse 2: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga, put gold on denim (gold)
Nigga, I said it, I meant it (meant it)
Nigga, be fresh like mint (fresh)
Nigga on percs, I’m itchin’ (nigga)
Nigga, I stayed in the trenches (nigga)
Niggas still play in the trenches (nigga)
Stayed up late on missions (fool)
Sometimes we ain’t strike for a dime (for a dime)
If them niggas actin’ scared, I ride (I’m gon’ go)
When my brother got killed, I cried
I can’t let a nigga stop my stride (stride)
Gotta keep this shit goin’, gotta move (move)
If it come down to it, I’m bustin’ moves (fool)
I jump up out that vert with a Uzi (skrt)
These facts, lil’ nigga I’m the truth (truth)
You got goons, lil’ nigga, I got troops (I got troops)
They don’t got Instagrams ’cause they shoot (I got, I got)
Coulda got a four-door, I got a coupe (got that coupe)
Coulda fucked that bitch, I passed her to the crew (here you go)
Shiverin’ and shakin’, boy you ain’t gon’ shoot
Wright Street, man I ate a lot of soups

[Chorus: 21 Savage & Young Thug]
Nigga made a whole lotta guala
Now I got a whole lotta problems (yeah)
Main bitch fuckin’ my partner (main bitch)
Nigga, we ain’t trippin’, we ballin’ (fool)
And I got a whole lotta shotters (and I gotta)
Hang around a whole lotta robbers (hang around)
And I got a bad bitch callin’ (and I gotta)
Put a bad bitch in Cartier
Catch a nigga ridin’ down College (skrt skrt)
Catch a nigga ridin’ down [?]
We ain’t talkin’ ’bout it, we savage
We don’t talk about it, we shotters
Straight up out the gutter, we charted (gutter)
Straight up out the gutter, we heartless (heartless)
I’m a street nigga and a artist (street nigga)
And I’m gon’ hit my targets (voom voom) Yeah nigga, I hit your wife and all, y’know what I’m sayin’? Yeah, this a plain AP, but I got a lotta watches, y’know what I’m sayin’?

21 Savage – Special (Issa Album)

[Intro]
In my feelings, she got me in my feelings
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me in my feeling (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Got me…
[Verse 1]
She got me in my feelings (forreal)
Buy a brand new Bentley (forreal)
Buy her new Chanel (forreal)
I don’t kiss and tell (no)
Her diamonds raindrop (yeah)
Stay down when the fame stop (yeah)
She be scratching on my tank top
Real niggas ‘gone make the pain stop
Bad bitch you gone ride with me ’till the wheels off (21)
Baby, you ‘gone calm me down when I’m pissed off (21)
I’m a savage so your panties might get ripped off (21)
Your ex didn’t know how to appreciate you now he missed out
[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I ain’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Verse 2]
Put you in that coupe
Put you in Jimmy Choo (21)
Burken bag (yeah), twenty-five thousand on the tag (yeah)
Put you on a private jet (yeah)
We ain’t never riding first class (yeah)
And we having sex in the air, (yeah)
Make the whole compartment ‘gone crash (yeah)
Hard to find a bad bitch to stay true to me (21)
Who ‘gone spend them late nights in the booth with me
Gotta get a bitch she pullin’ up to shoot with me
If you can’t stay down then you ain’t ‘gone reap the fruits with me
Coke bottle model and she like to swallow
Pussy so good I give her all my guala (all my money)
I got your back forever, put that on my partner (on God)
You ain’t gotta pay no bills
[Chorus]
We got something special
We got something special (yeah)
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

[Bridge]
Ride with me (ride with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
You know I need you on my side with me (side with me)
Tell the truth and don’t you lie to me (lie to me)
Baby, roll with me (roll with me)
Jump in that coupe and, baby, coast with me (coast with me)
If I was broke she kicking doors with me (doors with me)
Baby, roll with me
Roll with me (21)
I’mma hold you down forever
You my round forever
They just want to use you, but I’m tryna help you
Savage I’m tryna build, they just tryna feel
Really ain’t none of their business
[Chorus]
We got something real special
We got something special
We got something special
We got something special
I was finna text you
But I don’t wanna pest you
Even if we ain’t together (no matter we’re forever)
I’m still coming to your rescue

India Arie – Breathe (Songversation: Medicine Album)

Now we’re livin’ in a time where you just can’t hide
There’s a camera in every hand
It’s not elusive, even when they treat you like you’re useless
We know what the truth is
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
In the face of a society
That doesn’t value your life
For the men in your life
For the boys in your life
For your brothers, for your fathers
For the ones that came before us
For the future, for the future
For the future, for the future
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
Nothing matters more
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for Sometimes you just can’t believe the things your eyes see
So much injustice in this life
If it’s happenin’ right on your TV screen
So you drop to your knees and you’re prayin’
‘Cause you can hear him sayin’ he can’t breathe
And it’s all so overwhelming
Because you know there’s nothing you can do to help him
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for
There’s always someone tryin’ to take someone’s power away
The history of the world is violent, will it ever change?

India Arie – Just Let It Go (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
You’ve been through so much
So many ups and downs
You’ve given your love
But never liked the way it turned out
You closed off your heart
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But you don’t have to wait for an apology
Or for someone else to make amends
When you can remember
That your healing is in your hands
[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free
[Verse 2]
You’ve been used
You’ve been abused
Someone came along
Who didn’t value you
You carried the weight
Of your heart
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But life isn’t meant to be perfect
And we won’t always win
But can you remember
That your healing is in your hands? [Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free
Just let it go
[Verse 3]
Gave it your all
You put your blinders on
When you looked around
All of your friends were gone
You took the fall
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you’ve set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Let it go
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Now set yourself free

India Arie – Soulbird Rise (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
I believe in open doors
I’ve taken off the screen
I’m ready to let the world come inside
And touch my life
I will no longer be defined by
What someone else believes that I (am)
[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate
[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly
[Verse 2]
I believe in open doors
I’m outside of the box
What did not demolish me simply polished me
Now the clearer I can see
I know where I want to go
I am living in the flow

[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate
[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly
[Outro]
I believe in open doors

India Arie – I Am Light (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Hook x4]
I am light, I am light
[Verse 1]
I am not the things my family did
I am not the voices in my head
I am not the pieces of the brokenness inside
I am light, I am light (x2)
[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light
[Verse 2]
I’m not the mistakes that I have made
Or any of the things that caused me pain
I am not the pieces of the dream I left behind
I am light, I am light (x2)
[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light
[Verse 3]
I am not the color of my eyes
I am not the skin on the outside
I am not my age
I am not my race
My soul inside is all light, all light
Oh light, all light
[Hook x2]
I am light, I am light
[Verse 4]
I am divinity defined
I am the God on the inside
I am a star, a piece of it all
I am light

Lil Wayne – Mula Gang (feat. Jay Jones Hoodybaby Euro) (In Tune We Trust Album)

I’m over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I’m stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Side talk, I’m immune to
Been the new kid in the new school
I ain’t too fond of the new school
I’m an old soul in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise through
Two cokes still a hot boy
But I’m too cool, I’ll hold a grudge ’till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the pool snortin’ up lines
I’m the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
[Verse 3: HoodyBaby]
I’m Steph Curry I’m Wardell
I’m all hell, when the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got four scales
I’m the nigga in the city pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I make it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, i’m koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? [Verse 1: Jay Jones]
Man, starting five when it’s game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That’s a strange sign, I can’t really trust you
Ain’t have a clue that I was working so hard to get where I’m at
I can vision this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay Luther King
Now I woke up and I’m living this shit
Time change, people change too
Never let the people change you
Pack made it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow bunnies with me
One Becky one named Sue
Sue don’t really do what Becky do
Becky sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at HollyGrove
This the year of the Mula
I put that on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a bitch from Aruba
She say my dick like a ruler
She lemme fuck her medula
Then I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I’m gone

[Hook: Jay Jones & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
[Verse 2: Euro]
Check
I’ma do ’em like Big Meech
This strip club’s in ’03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low fade
Fiends still in the Stone Age
Goons in the crowd strapped ho
They don’t clap while I’m on stage! Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
L-A-T
Moms just hard on me with grades
Had to turn them B’s to A’s
Now im turning words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the bread
I ain’t burn the bread
Made it gold instead turning more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
Don’t try to son me Reg
I’ll knock ya off the ledge
I’ll pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, bullets gon’ spread
Catch ’em like Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the console
I’m a shark in the fishbowl
Running plays on my rich hoes
Sunny days in the North Pole
I’m a play, play my part hoe
Turn a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart closed
Short ride on a long road
Long days and them long nights
Big dogs and we all bite
Big words just all hype
Small talk, large price
Alright, not nice
Heart cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, drops mic
Stop light, stop running your mouth ‘fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna figure ’em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes Lord
I think I’m made for this shit
[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Gang, gang
Mula Gang

Lil Wayne – Fireworks (feat. Jeezy) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Intro: Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne]
(Ear Drummers!)
Yeah, yeah
Mike WiLL Got-It
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Yeah the flow is ice cold, but I’m a hot boy
You out here fuckin’ anything then you’s a thot, boy (damn)
What you call a dozen bricks? A bouquet, nigga (woo)
Only trust them two letters, AK, nigga (boom)
Yola whippin’, I’m the chef, gourmet, nigga (Young)
That Rollie lookin’ like it’s doin’ ballet, nigga (dance)
House six stories, nigga, that’s a true story (story)
Rafaela Cuban linkin’, call me 2:40
Yeah I swear these thirsty bitches need to drink some water (water)
I’m just tryna put a hundred mil’ up for my daughter (daughter)
Straight player, yeah I think I got that from my father (uh)
Coupe don’t cost a half a mil’, dawg don’t even bother
Catch-catch me with the gang, gang, I’m gang affiliated (hey)
If I want it, go get it, never hesitated (never hesitated, uh)
I can stretch that 28 a long way, nigga (yeah)
I can count these blue hundreds all day, nigga
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Whip the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, whip the shit all day, nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Whip it like a big booty bitch
Like a cup of coffee with a spoon in it
There’s a pot of gold, no food in it
Culinary arts like the students in
I’m the teacher, baby, Chef Tunechi in
And I whip it hard if it come easy
Whip it up like I’m Young Jeezy
Free pussy and Free Meechie
Big smoke got me deep breathin’
Deep dick got her sweet dreamin’
You ain’t shit, you just pre-season
You ain’t lit, you just pre-heated
Can’t quit, I’ma keep leanin’
Smoke gas, I’ma keep premium
Green, green, in the money scene, yeah
Dope man with a hundred needles
No ass ever come between us
Dirty cash, not a money cleaner
Use the black card to split the coke
Jungle fever, cheatin’ on the Visa
Speakin’ of jungle, bitch work at Cheetahs
Had stripes since my first Adidas
Bought pints now I purchase liters
Shark bite, I’m a person eater
Walk light on the dirt beneath you
I’m in the throne and you in the bleachers
All day long, even on the weekends
Get off my lawn, cuttin’ on the sprinklers, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, I’m the shit all day, nigga
Yeah, presidential suite or the penthouse
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Black skinny jeans, get the lint out
Damn, I left my lint roller at your bitch’s house
That’s his house
She sent some nude pics for me to pick out
The pussy fat and clean like a pig, I’ma pig out
Yeah I’m Blood, but I got some cool Crips that I can send out
Ain’t no loose lips, take the cruise ship, ain’t tryna swim out
Brrrt, brrrt, that the money counter, let it print out
Brrrt, brrrt, that’s the Uzi, we call it big mouth
Huh, I lost my mind but I’m still mastermindin’
Tryna find the silver linin’, find ’em, pat ’em, line ’em
Cut his head off, cut his arms off, look like Aphrodite
Young Money all day, nigga, and mañana
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, big house, long hallways (okay)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways (yeah)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, with your bitch all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, give her dick all day, that’s how it works

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Jeezy]
I store that cocaine on that gutta bitch
Yeah, they can’t check her left and right
Ooh, my boo, yeah, no one’s fuckin’ with it
Uh, I got ’em bathin’ like they elephants
Fireworks
Give her dick all day, yeah that’s how it works
All day, nigga
Coppin’ shit all day, nigga, fireworks
Mula
Mula, baby

Lil Wayne – Magnolia (Freestyle) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Verse 1]
Uh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock
She runnin’ from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, Stunna number block
This New Orleans milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
Me and woe don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
I’m twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? 14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag? Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty
Tell your bitch I’m Mr. I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these bitches got ass
How did they get it so fast? They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The bitches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hello? [Intro]
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here? Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
OVO Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them bitches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeah
[Chorus]
I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah they gettin’ shots, bitch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch know where we dock

[Chorus]
Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah
[Verse 2]
And I, fuck, these, hoes
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that drank
If I, do, bitch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these bitches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your bitches, they poo
All of my bitches, they’re new
They got more bitches than you
All of these hoes is gon’ loose
But my bitch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’ might find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, bitch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag?

Lil Wayne – Loyalty (feat. Gudda Gudda Hoodybaby) (In Tune We Trust Album)

We back by popular demand
Quit baller-blocking us
Lord Gudda, praise a nigga
MOB, I’m brazy, nigga
Hard at work, I’m slaving, nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I’m wavy, nigga
Percocet and adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I’m a landmine, got this by a landslide, I’m racing, nigga
Cruise control, I’m pacing nigga
Turn around, I’m waving, nigga

[Verse 2: HoodyBaby]
There’s a Glock clocked by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing gang signs (What else?)
I got bands like it’s band time
Posted up at granny house, trappin’ off the landline
What’s all that hootin’ and hollerin’? I’m who bring the dollars in
Drop the top, it was botherin’
Now go let your mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house full of bricks, you can call it remodelin’
Bitch, grow up, it’s only head if you swallowin’
Baby, get to geekin’, get to geekin’ and gobblin’
Your friends think I’m bad, they must be looking for trouble then
It’s a foam party, I be bustin’ they bubbles then
Then I hop in the whip, make a play on some bricks
My homies say pull up, we just came up on a lick
I’m in the ends with the sticks, it’s the revenge of the Crips
Hoe, you know it’s OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Hoe, you know it’s LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit
Fat head, long neck she ’bout to strangle this dick
I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a bic
I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and piss and make more money than cents (sense)
She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that’s length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It’s the return of the Blood, ’bout to turn up and thug
We wan’ know who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones
Make her milk these fuckin’ niggas like some Cap’n Crunch
Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain’t cram for one
All these fuckin’ karats on me, bitch, I’m Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get stuck
Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut
Duct tape and we quackin’ up then beat ’em with more bats
Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust
Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking your aquarium
Out of the ordinaries and went to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves coming
Know that loyalty’s amongst them
LAT [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda]
Ok, I’m shining, beaming, glossing
Big timing, stunting and flossing
Dangerous, approach with caution
If I sneeze, you in a coffin
Chasing paper, we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let ’em snort cocaine at a party
Leave ’em stiff like rigormortis
Don’t try to race, this car got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can’t copy
You can’t bite it, you can’t forge it
I got bars with more in storage
Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
If you try to touch my porridge
You will feel my chucks like Norris
All my bitches think I’m gorgeous
Get a massage while I’m recording
Single like a dollar bill
I am a free man, call me Morgan
Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don’t have to ask, I don’t have to beg
Yeah, I’m bumping Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like talapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain’t no stopping us
Why?

Meteors – Sick Things Lyrics

Sick things
Give me sick things
Oooh sick things
Baby baby sick things. Sick sick things that’s all that I like
I dream them in the morning and in bed late at night
You think you’re so good ’cause you dont do it,
But this sick sick things well they all for you. METEORSSick Things Lyrics
I’d like to thought of a woman now all dressed in black
Now she’s laying there with a knife in her back,
We were lovers once before death took it whole
I need to love her again before she gets too cold,
Sick things,
Yeah sick things,
I like sick things,
Baby baby, give me sick things. I’d like to get all the people who call themself
friends
And nail them all together with their hads in to end
They think they’re so clever
But they got no guns,
I put them all in a blender
Send them off with a bang
Sick things
Yeah sick things
Give me sick things
Darling I need sick things. Sick things,
I love sick things
You give me sick things
I need a sick things
I’d like to cut off your head and eat out the brains
To make it all happend
Again and again
You said it no good if you make it too quick
I dont give it all since long as it’s sick.

Plot Twist

Bassy–
Plot twist, I never thought it would end up like this
I always thought it would only be one kiss
One became a hundred
Oh, all of a sudden, I’m saying, “I love you”
Plot twist, everything’s happening so quick
I only wanted a taste of your lips
Lips became your body, nights turning to naughty
You hit me with a plot twist
–Outro: Marc E. Bassy–
See, I’ve never been in love
But I’ve never been opposed to it
I never really thought I’d ever get this close to it
Where do we take a chance? Bassy–
Plot twist, I never thought it would end up like this
I always thought it would only be one kiss
One became a hundred
Oh, all of a sudden, I’m saying, “I love you”
Plot twist, everything’s happening so quick
I only wanted a taste of your lips
Lips became your body, nights turning to naughty
You hit me with a plot twist
–Verse 1: Marc E. Bassy–
I never thought it would end up like this
I always thought it would only be one kiss
One became a hundred
Oh, all of a sudden, I’m singing, “I love you”
Plot twist, never thought it would end up like this
I only wanted a taste of your lips
Lips became your body, nights turning to naughty
You hit me with a plot twist Now she’s moving in
Ah, shit
–Chorus: Marc E. Bassy–
All my life I’ve been a player, player, player
But I don’t wanna play no more
I guess that’s the effect you got on me
Somebody better say a prayer, prayer, prayer
For the one I was before
I guess that’s the effect you got on me
–Chorus: Marc E. Bassy–
All my life I’ve been a player, player, player
But I don’t wanna play no more
I guess that’s the effect you got on me
Somebody better say a prayer, prayer, prayer
For the one I was before
I guess that’s the effect you got on me
–Chorus: Marc E. How I fall in love? Bassy–
Plot twist, I never thought it would end up like this
I always thought it would only be one kiss
One became a hundred
Oh, all of a sudden, I’m saying, “I love you”
Plot twist, everything’s happening so quick
I only wanted a taste of your lips
Lips became your body, nights turning to naughty
You hit me with a plot twist
–Bridge: Marc E. Lyrics to ‘Plot Twist’ by Marc E. Yeah, she got inside
She built a brand new house in my mind
And damn, she already close with my moms
I couldn’t even kick her out if I tried
Oh, I had it figured out
How’d she shoot me down? You wanna take a go for it
‘Cause now you come into my world
I’ll chase you ’round the globe for it
–Pre-Chorus: Marc E. Bassy:

–Chorus: Marc E. Bassy–
Plot twist, I never thought it would end up like this
I always thought it would only be one kiss
One became a hundred
Oh, all of a sudden, I’m saying, “I love you”
Plot twist, everything’s happening so quick
I only wanted a taste of your lips
Lips became your body, nights turning to naughty
You hit me with a plot twist
–Verse 2: KYLE–
Don’t know what it was, don’t know what it was
Baby, turn me up, baby, turn me up
It was only one night, I was in and out
How the fuck I fall in love? Bassy–
I might drive fast, but don’t slow dance
I fuck all night, I don’t really fuck with romance
I might be hands on, but I never hold hands
Since you came into my world
I had to leave that in the past tense
–Pre-Chorus: Marc E.

Build You Up

Lyrics to ‘Build You Up’ by Kamaiyah:

–Pre-Chorus–
You have had someone that comes and breaks you down
Never had someone to come and make you smile
You just need someone to come and show you love
You just need someone to come and build you up
–Chorus–
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
–Verse 1–
Had someone to come around and break you down
Never had someone to come around and show you love
Had someone around to come and take away
Never had someone around to come and build you up
And this is killing you
Nothing’s real to you
No one’s feeling you
To come and handle you
You don’t need no one, you’ve got to love yourself
‘Cause when you get [?]
Won’t need nobody else
Say “I gotta love me”
Say “I gotta trust me”
Say “I gotta give myself some pride”
Say “I gotta hug me”
–Pre-Chorus–
You have had someone that comes and breaks you down
Never had someone to come and make you smile
You just need someone to come and show you love
You just need someone to come and build you up
–Chorus–
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
–Verse 2–
Give me the microphone and check it
Should be no one neglected
Should be no disrespectin’ if someone is in your presence
Don’t accept it
A queen is a queen of all things
Respected by all means, uplifted by all kings, na’ mean? If he don’t show you love then he’s less than
Never stress it, tell that brother get to steppin’
The message is if he’s real enough to build you up
Then he should really love, and try to build you up, sho’ ‘nough
Love yourself, hug yourself
And never put nobody else above yourself
If you a queen, off top, you should know that there
[?] yourself, you should show that there
Hold yourself to a standard, we know that’s real
Show respect, well-mannered, and own that care
Bein’ a queen really means you gotta show yourself love
You gotta be strong enough to build yourself up
–Pre-Chorus–
You have had someone that comes and breaks you down
Never had someone to come and make you smile
You just need someone to come and show you love
You just need someone to come and build you up
–Chorus–
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up
Build you up, build you up