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Kygo – Broken Glass Lyrics (feat. Kim Petras)

We were so close to something right
But we’re stupid
But we’re stupid
But we’re stupid

We could turn love into a fight
Over nothing
Over nothing
Over nothing

And the only thing we had in common with each other
Was destroying everything we ever touched

So cheers to us and what we had
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
And all that’s left is smoke and ash
So let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

Cheers to us and what we had
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
‘Cause when you’re high, you’re bound to crash
So let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
Cheers to us
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

We could’ve done this perfectly
But we’re useless

But we’re useless
But we’re useless

Nobody does a tragedy like you and me
‘Cause we’re ruthless
‘Cause we’re ruthless
‘Cause we’re ruthless

And the only thing we had in common with each other
Was destroying everything we ever touched

So cheers to us and what we had
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
And all that’s left is smoke and ash
So let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

Cheers to us and what we had
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
‘Cause when you’re high, you’re bound to crash
So let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass
And cheers to us
Let’s keep dancing, dancing
Let’s keep on dancing
Let’s keep dancing on the broken glass

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Anuel Aa – Ferrari Lyrics (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Anuel AA:]
Brr
Uah

A 300 milla’ en el Ferrari (Ferrari)
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary (La Mary)
Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled (Uah)
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani
Baby, y a 300 milla’ activo’ en el Ferrari
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary (La Mary)
Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled)
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani
Mi-Millonari, yeh (Real hasta la muerte, ¿oíste, bebé?)

En los puteros me extrañan pero vo’a casarme con Karol, eso es para siempre (Siempre)
Y antes de nacer yo ya había dicho "Real hasta la muerte" en el vientre (Uy)
Un par de asesinato’, pero los hicimo’ ver como si fue un accidente (Jaja)
En verda’ estoy mintiendo, pero es que to’ esto es lo que le gusta a la gente (Jeje)
Neymar en el gol, ‘toy brillando como J.Lo en el Super Bowl (Gol; J.Lo)
Y el dinero no me hace feliz pero siempre yo lloro en el Aventador (Brrm)
To’ lo que tiro lo pego, no fallo una, ‘toy como Jordan en el free throw (Jordan)
Y tú dice’ que tú ere’ el duro, pero yo soy como Goku en Dragon Ball
Kame Hame Ha (Kame Hame Ha)
Vegeta, tú trata’ pero no me llega’ (No me llega’)
Sold-out el American, sold-out el Barclay’, sold-out en Las Vega’ (Uy)
Las máscaras de payaso y las pistolas como Joker (Brr)
‘Toy guillando el Ferrari, flow Paul Walker (Brr)

A 300 milla’ en el Ferrari
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary
Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani (Brr)
Baby, y a 300 milla’ activo’ en el Ferrari (En el Ferrari)
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary (Esconde la Mary)

Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled)
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani (Brr)
Mi-Millonari, yeh

[Lil Wayne:]
Yuh, Gucci poquito
Pop pop, finito
I got perico, watch out for Rico
I got the kilo from papacito
I pop an X man, now I’m Magnito
Hop out the foreign
I’m with a trio, they think I’m frío, I’m below zero
I’m smokin’ fuego, she snippin’ Nino
I’m sippin’ lean, yo, like it’s some Pinot
I’m in PR with the AR (Ooh)
I’mma see y’all in the graveyard (Yeah)
I’m drippin’, she leakin’, my bitch Puerto Rican
I’m walkin’ ’round feelin’ like A-Rod, yeah
I go hard, I work hard, I play hard, yeah
I go for it, pray for it, wait for it, yeah
Versace dishes with a eight on
My pockets look like they put weight on
Me and double A, we triple OG
Don’t tell bae I’m pimpin’ lowkey
One pill away, I’m facin’ the OD
You faded like me? Fist emoji
Low cappin’, I’ma ho smack ’em
I’m gettin’ new money like an old rapper
And my necklace cost a whole Ferrari
Bust down got Coronavirus, lil’ bitch

[Anuel AA:]
A 300 milla’ en el Ferrari (En el Ferrari)
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary (La Mary, yeh-eh)
Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled, yeh)
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani (Brr)
Baby, y a 300 milla’ activo’ en el Ferrari (En el Ferrari)
Los poli’ no’ pararon, esconde la Mary (Esconde la Mary, yeh)
Las pacas to’as son gordas como DJ Khaled (DJ Khaled)
Yo soy Donald Trump y estos cabrones Soleimani (Brr)
Mi-Millonari, yeh (Millo-Millonari)

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Better Than A Thousand – Demand Independence Lyrics

Slave to habit, a bottle, a pill-what will you do?
DEMAND INDEPENDENCE
You’re losing your mind and you’re losing your will
Is that really you?
"Hey I’m just growing up, I’m just having fun"
You’re just on the run
You reach for excuses, but there are none
Should’ve never begun
Demand independence
NO WAY-won’t walk into that maze
NO WAY-watch the fire blaze
NO WAY-it’s just so damn cliched
So what will we do?

Slave to your dick, out on the chase-what can you do?
Demand independence!
Sad slave to your body, a total disgrace
But it’s not really you
"Don’t want no restrictions, I want to be free"
But how could it be?

When all create is more misery
It’s so plain to see

NO WAY-won’t walk into that maze
NO WAY-watch the fire blaze
NO WAY-it’s just so damn cliched
So what will we do?

Yeah, what are going to do?
Demand independence
We demand!
Been there, done that-what’s the appeal?
We gain our freewill when we gain discipline
And learn to be real
"I was into it, yeah-but it’s not for me"
How will you succeed?
You reach for excuses, where does it lead?
Let’s become f*cking free!

NO WAY-won’t walk into that maze
NO WAY-watch the fire blaze
NO WAY-it’s just so damn cliched
So what will we do?

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Lil’ Wayne – Multiple Flows Lyrics (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

Woah, wow, okay
Lil Uzi Vert
Who? (All the money on me)
It’s Lil Uzi Vert
What? (Let’s go)
Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?
It’s Lil Uzi Vert

Damn, I got a plan, multiple flows, I get multiple bands
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands
Got multiple hoes every time that I land
I walked in this bitch with only five bands
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten
My bitches either sell weed or they scam
Water my neck, my shit look like a dam
TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam
I will not wear no Evisus again
Number Nine, it’s like Evisu times ten
We got them choppers that come with a vent
Electronic clip, it come with a sim
My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs
She tellin’ her friends, I came with some M’s

Workin’ your bitch out in my private gym (Damn)
Nigga, I’m workin’ her center
Bend her over ’cause I’m ’bout to enter (Bend her over)
Like I’m intercontinental (Continental)
Shot an opp on the uh, accidental
Hit his teeth, need to call up his dental
None of my shooters on camera
Like Lil Uzi is a Amish member
f*ck my enemies and my foes
I can tell these niggas all hoes
When I come around, say they my bro
When I leave, say they f*ck my ho
I spend five thousand for a coat
So you know I can’t catch a cold
You said "Five thousand? I’m dumb"
I said "For five thousand you broke"
Man, we go hang a p*ssy with a rope
That boy on Fentanyl and the soap
Bitch, I was high off the dope
Pull up a double R, and I coast
Let the opps pull up to the show
We gon’ put they ass in a glove
Rudolph, hit his ass in the nose
Man, I put that shit on gang

Damn, I got a plan (Yeah), multiple flows, I get multiple bands (Yeah)
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands (Yeah)
Got multiple hoes every time that I land (Yeah, yeah)
I walked in this bitch with only five bands (Woah)
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten (Woah)
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten (Woah)
My bitches either sell weed or they scam

Trust no man, not even the man in the mirror
My vibe in the mansion, she plant in the mirror
I f*ck her, get dressed, and go handle my business
This shit on my neck got my head on a swivel
I’m drownin’ my dream like my bed is a river
I wake up in beast mode, I ate her like skittles

I’m colorblind, and I fade to black it look similar to-
White, gold and platinum and grey and to silver
I bust down a bustdown, that’s self-motivation
I bust on her skin, now she exfoliatin’
I treat that nina like forever my lady
Got two extendos, that’s a thirty plus thirty
You ain’t from around here, we need verification
These rocks is so big like I’m wearing a glacier
These streets is so cold, nigga, hell a vacation
I’m street smart, lil’ woadie, that’s edumacation
And I had told young boy to watch out for old head
I told young boy that I knock off his old head
Told him I put his head right next to your head
I give my young boys the go ‘head, code red
I don’t sip nothin’ but yurple, no red
She gon’ hop on me, do circles, go ‘head
I’ma hop out the convertible, no head
I’m lookin’ mosaic, killin’ hoes, OJ
Huh, and I was so trippy, I looked in the mirror, I didn’t resemble me, nigga
We was so litty, I forgot to tip her, she say "You could Venmo me, nigga"
Niggas keep trippin’, I looked up at God and swear he said "send me a nigga"
I’m Weezy F Baby, and please say the F like John F. Kennedy, nigga
I was so litty, I looked in the mirror and started to envy me, nigga
We was so litty, I forgot to tip her but she know it’s M-O-B, nigga
I got a plan, I f*cked her lil’ homie, it got outta hand
Wait, I’m not a fan, she gave me her only, but I’m not a fan

Damn, I got a plan, multiple flows, I get multiple bands
Countin’ it like I got multiple hands
Got multiple hoes every time that I land (Land)
I walked in this bitch with only five bands (Yeah)
Roll a dice, times that two, now I got ten
Roll a dice, my niggas movin’ at ten
My bitches either sell weed or they scam (Ayy)
Water my neck, my shit look like a dam
TEC-9 a beaver, that shit do not jam
I will not wear no Evisus again (No)
Number Nine, it’s like Evisu times ten
We got them choppers that come with a vent
Electronic clip, it come with a sim
My Brooklyn bitch, she came with some Timbs (Yerr)
She tellin’ her friends, I came with some M’s

Lil’ bitch
Add it up, add it up
f*cked her lil’ homie, it got outta hand, hey
Hey, I’m not a fan
She give me her only, but I’m not a fan no
Wait
I got a plan, shout out to fam, shout out to fam
Yeah, I got a plan
Lil Tunechi, Lil Uzi, that’s a power plan

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Xxxtentacion – Riot Lyrics

Luke White on the beat!

You ever seen a nigga hung with a gold chain?
I’d rather sing about the same things that we claim
Such is bashful, but niggas like the task force
Mobbin’ on the streets and robbin’ stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a riot and bring violence
‘Cause it’s a game of cat and mouse and you gon’ bleed silent
What’s the justice in sayin’, "f*ck it," and grab the pump?
Then kill a woman with many children makes you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin’, nigga I reckon
Think about the people who own it for about a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not a game, quit violence and grow a pair
But yo, you’d rather hear me say, "f*ck the black prejudice"
Let’s murder different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant
Views" and etcetera, knives thrown
Damage ’em, lives blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
I won’t dare say that you should stop the f*ckin’ ignorance
Murder ops, killin’ shit, I’d enjoy the thrill of it
Bathe in blood of officers, different corpses, offin’ ’em

Auction ’em, don’t you bark at ’em
Murder ’em, never heard of ’em
I could preach the peace but say, "f*ck it," and preach the murder
‘Cause this ain’t f*ckin’ life that we livin’
Go ahead and grab the extension
Grab another one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen ones that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, innocent will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin’ our own, murderin’ black—

We see, I see, death before the children
White guys and white girls hanging from the buildings
We hate niggers!
We hate Jews!
We hate faggots!
And we hate spics!
Hooray!
We don’t have to have a reason to hate them
Just because they breathe we hate their filthy bums!
You people need to get off your ass and wake up
This is America, the niggers are taking it over and the Jews
Make a stand, join the klan
White power! White power! White power!
And I hate Jews! I hate them because they exist!
I hate them because they breathe!
I hate them because they’re scum!
The goddamn niggers are the scum of the earth!
White power!

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Anuel Aa – El Manual Lyrics

El destino nos hizo conocerno’ (Baby)
Después de ti ya nada ha sido igual (Uah)
En el amor ya yo pasé un infierno (Uh, yeh-eh)
Por eso es que es difícil confiar
Nadie va a decirme cómo actuar (Yeh-yeh)
Pero pa’ convencerme ya tú sabe’ cómo hablar (Cómo hablar)
Al lugar donde nadie ha podido entrar (Más nadie)
Como un tatuaje, de mí no te va’ a borrar (Amor, no)
Contigo fluyo y yo que soy tuyo (Tuyo)
Pues tú me dices cosas que haces que entierre el orgullo (Brr)

Es que tú tienes un manual (Un manual)
Pa’ calentar mi piel (Piel)
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Ah)
No te puedo detener (Bebé)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien (Uah, uah, yeh)
Es que tú tienes un manual (Un manual)
Pa’ calentar mi piel (Piel)
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Uah)
No te puedo detener (No, no)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien (Uah, uah, yeh)

La vida me enseñó a desconfiar (Oh-oh)
El karma existe, no vuelvo a fallar (Fallar)
Me puse pa’ la vuelta y yo antes de los 30 (De los 30)
Y tú te aparece’ cuando te dejo de buscar (De buscar)
Cara’ vemo’ y corazone’ no sabemo’ (No sabemo’)
Y nunca valoramo’, baby, hasta que nos perdemo’
La vida es sólo una, no la desaprovechemo’
Hicimo’ una promesa y me muero si la rompemo’ (Uah)

Es que tú tienes un manual

Pa’ calentar mi piel
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Uah)
No te puedo detener (Bebé)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien
E-E-Es que tú tienes un manual (Un manual)
Pa’ calentar mi piel (Mi piel)
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Uah)
No te puedo detener (No, no)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien (Uah, uah, yeh)

Yo quiero ser tu prisionero (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
100 años adentro ‘e tu cuerpo, woh-oh (Uh-woh)
Tu punto G mide el cuello (Uh-woh)
Y si me matan, tenme en tu’ recuerdo’, uoh-uah, yeh
Alcohol y playa, yeh (Yeh)
Bebé, ten la toalla porque te vas a mojar (Yeh, yeh)
Y no me refiero al mar (Oh, oh)
Baby, la vista e’ roja, yeh-eh (Uah)
Pero se pone verde cuando empiece’ a tomar (Uah)
Y te empiece’ a soltar (Uah)

Es que tú tienes un manual
Pa’ calentar mi piel
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Uah)
No te puedo detener (Bebé)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien
E-E-Es que tú tienes un manual (Un manual)
Pa’ calentar mi piel (Mi piel)
Un pacto con mi alma, yo lo sé (Yo lo sé)
Como un desastre natural (Uah)
No te puedo detener (No, no)
Bebé, tú me haces mal y me haces bien (Uah, uah, yeh)

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Uah
Uah
O-Ovy On The Drums

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Lil Yachty – Lemon Head Lyrics

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[Intro]
(K. Swisha)

[Verse 1]
Whole time I knew niggas been fake
Two Chanel bags for my sidepiece
I feel like I’m Gandhi, but that besides me
Snakes on his head, I ain’t talkin’ Don C
Gave my bitch a hundred racks, told her not to mind me
Me and Draft in that Lam’, Concrete’s first signee
I’ll plead the Fifth if them coppers try me
I’m slime, I’m swift, I’m too damn sneaky
I’m a young hot boy, gold teeth like B.G.
Fuck what them niggas sayin’, I know they need me
Backyard too much land, might build a teepee
Tripod hold a stick, pierce you like a CD
My bitch can’t get my phone, she know not to ask me
Only Brandon Mitchell, know where the cash be
That’s my blooda for life, feel like mama had him
Someone play with her wrong, trust me, I’ma bag him
Mouth platinum, wrist random

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lemon-head shawty give me mouth and it’s so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I’m not Xzibit
Talkin’ ’bout she want a Birkin, now she talkin’ gibberish
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Apple-head bitch give me dome, it’s ten out of ten
Think that I won’t fuck on her friends, bitch, go think again
Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in

[Verse 2]
Shouldn’t have to say this shit, but who we better than?
Told my bitch to go eat Mediterranean
Finna walk over this beat like a pedestrian (Pedestrian)
I just bought a brand-new whip, it is obsidian
This bitch wanna fuck, I just want mouth, so she upset again
Will I drive the Benz or the Lam’? Well, that depends
Double down on my numbers, I need all my ends
Pussy play with me wrong, go up in his chin
Call my young nigga Beyblade, he can’t wait to spin (Spin)
I was seventeen years old tryna crack a BIN (Yes)
His lil’ bitch a lil older, she like juice and gin (Oh, yes)
I like juice and Sprite (Mhm), so I call her twin

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lemon-head shawty give me mouth and it’s so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I’m not Xzibit
Talkin’ ’bout she want a Birkin, now she talkin’ gibberish
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Apple-head bitch give me dome, it’s ten out of ten
Think that I won’t fuck on her friends, bitch, go think again
Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in

[Outro]
Oh my, oh wow
Bitch think that I won’t fuck on all her friends
Told that stupid ho think again

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JT Machinima – Dead to Me Lyrics

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[Intro]
I’ll never let you get under my skin
Unless you already did
I know some monsters come from within
One of which I’ll never be rid

[Verse 1]
Crash landed, and Houston we have a problem
Cracked open a planet, and a pandemic caught us
Swallowed whole, the moment it marked us
Scarred us, turned us inside out and mocked us
Walked around in our skin, with a cadaverous mask
Can’t even let the dead rest and leave the past in the past
I’m glad that I’m aptly strapped with plasma gats
Deadly to wipe off my feet on these hazardous mats

Maybe I’m haunted by my tragic past
But I’ll rip my demons limb from limb ’till I’m fresh outta gas
Sorry but I had to vent just now
So if you’re crawling through an air duct, Hunker down
I mean it, keep to yourself or you’ll be placed in stasis
Cuz the dead have yet to remain dead, they’re graveless
Now I’m up to my neck in this, hardly fight ’em off
My name is Isaac Clarke, and I’m soon signing off

[Hook]
Survival’s all I’ve left to do
As you become nothin’ but memory
I know that I was never dead to you
But I’ll move forward because you’re dead to me

[Bridge 1]
I guess I let you get under my skin
For death, I have an affinity
We all keep some demons within
Which we supress with divinity

[Verse 2]
What happens when you’re lackin’ resources
And you’re a hack, neck deep in external forces
For sure, Ishimura could not afford this
So rife with strife, and no life insurance
But now we’re wound up tight like a corset
Of corpses, guts ruptured – it’s abhorrent
Shoulder blades made literal, form distorted
Into an awful entity – sentience unimportant

Carnage this visceral could never last
Natural selection nobody’s gettin’ past
My degree in engineering – mechanic
But now I’m second guessing, wish I went with genetics
Is everyone demented, defective, infected
I stare death in the face and yet, I’m irreverent
Perseverance, keepin’ me movin
And just the memory of you is keepin’ me human

[Hook]
Survival’s all I’ve left to do
As you become nothin’ but memory
I know that I was never dead to you
But I’ll move forward ..

[Bridge 2]
Why bother screaming
Don’t see the point
No one will hear it
We’re in the void

As I drift into darkness
Doom is drawing near me
And all along I’m screamin’
But nobody hears me

[Hook]
Survival’s all I’ve left to do
As you become nothin’ but memory
I know that I was never dead to you
But I’ll move forward
Because you’re dead to me ..
Because you’re dead to me ..

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Lil Yachty – Till the Morning Lyrics

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[Intro]
(DY Krazy)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves
They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Yeah, oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, oh, oh, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah
Hide you got it, hide you want it, how you get it, baby
Never stop it, get it poppin’ every fuckin’ day
Kawasaki, Maserati, only rockin’ Giuseppe Zanotti
You want problems, don’t you?
Baby, don’t play-play, this your payday
Baby, don’t play-play, this your payday
I got swan, not baguettes where my neck lay
Thirty carat VVS’s when you’re ready
I take care of your body like you RiRi, baby
Play the marriage all night on your TV, baby
R.I.P. Biggie and fuck the NYPD
Chicago polices, Atlanta, and all PCs (Woo)
Fuck the police, and they’ll lock you up for decease-‘cease (Yeah)
It don’t matter, I got bitches at the DMV (Woo)
Roll with me, flood your neck with rosary (Yeah)
Rollin’ me like a rolly-polly please, woo

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves
They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the (Let’s go)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Almost there (There), oh, you ready now? (Ready)
I just paint the coupe redder than spaghetti now
Fuck her so good, think about it in her sleep (Ew)
She call me Freddy now (Woo)
She rock baguetties now
She wanna fuck the Pendergrass, Teddy loud
She got a thumb in her ass, pull it out (Boop)
I might get her higher than a blimp (Woo)
She said her last nigga was a shrimp (Oh)
None of my business
Baby girl, let me help you open your business (Go)
Baby girl, can I please fuck on your friendses?
If you say yes, I might buy you a Benzes (Go), you a lil’ princess (Yeah)
She go downtown in 1942
It’s her birthday, she gon’ shake somethin’ (Alright)
Bitch try, she beat her up the worst way (Boom)
My lil’ gutter bitch, she can’t wait to shake somethin’ (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Durk]
Von beat his body, they think he Illuminati
I’m talkin’ Gucci Gucci ’cause we don’t do Huaraches
Can’t wife no thotty thotty, man, she want X and molly
And she caught two new bodies, I’m talkin’ Thug and Yachty
I told her call me when she horny
Why you put the feds on me?
I cover the tats with Gucci long-sleeves
They got my back forever, broski, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the mornin’
All she do is geek until the mornin’
She be geekin’ ’til the

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Tion Wayne – I Dunno Lyrics

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[Chorus: Tion Wayne]
(AoD) Are you mad? (In the building) Only run from fed
Touch my watch, why you wan’ get dead?
Yo, run up your mouth (Brr, mm-mm), get cheffed (Ayy)
Yo, bun up the right and left
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
When they ask in the interview room, “I dunno” (I don’t know)
How many gyal in the room? I dunno (Ayy)
Is that your girl in my coupe? I dunno (Baow, baow, baow)

[Verse 1: Tion Wayne]
Still got the wap, no safety (Bang, bang)
Lauren, Stacey (Ayy)
Mad mix, brazy (Mm-mm)
We dip up niggas daily (Ayy, ayy)
Should I cuff Ms Banks? (Oi)
Give her babies, mm-mm, maybe (Ayy)
9 boys (Brr), crazy (Brr, baow)
Bad B, uhh, let’s meet in Edmonton
But I heard they got police intelligence (Baow, baow)
Told he don’t chef ’cause he’s irrelevant
Free flow, that’s me in element
My young boy, soon free, no evidence
But he phone me if he need anything
Mm-mm, love beef, adrenaline
Mm-mm, in The Shard with melanin

[Verse 2: Dutchavelli & Tion Wayne]
Don’t think cuz I don’t do fraud
That ain’t in the trap wit’ the square and presser
Just put a thousand grams in the clamp
I whip magic like Penn and Teller (Facts)
It’s Dutch, I was broke
Back when I had a thing for Ella (Yeah)
Put three and a half on this wap
Move back (Baow), everything dead up (Baow)
Genna, Genna (What’s good, bredda?)
Just got the drop on both of my opps
I’m ’bout to get both of ’em down with this wetter (No pressure)
No pressure (Mm-mm)
I’m back with a sick vendetta, Dutch, I was left back like Evra
Plug better gimme one extra, Velli (Mm-mm)

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Stormzy]
Are you mad? Only run from fed (Fed)
Touch my watch, why you wan’ get dead? (Baow, dead)
Yo, run up your mouth (Mm-mm), get cheffed (Cheffed)
Yo, bun up the right and left
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
When they ask in the interview room, “I dunno” (I don’t know)
How many gyal in the room? I dunno (Let’s go)
Is that your girl in my coupe? I dunno (Baow)

[Verse 3: Stormzy]
Is he sending for me? I dunno
What them boy there sell first week? I dunno (Boy, boy)
When they ask for the fee let ’em know that’s it 1.5 for the headline show
Little nigga, that’s milli’s not thousands
Stormzy the goat but they really been doubtin’
Came offline, I’ve been chillin’ in mountains
How about you, bro? I really sell albums
Wait, look, I thought I heard shots but the shoe don’t fit
Can’t flex on me with Louboutin drip (C’mon)
Cah my nigga, that’s stupid shit (C’mon)
We all know that I’m stupid rich
Can’t stand these neeks when they talk on the tune
Cah it’s, “Wagwan bro?” when I walk in the room
That’s big Mike, the most paid, the most sold
And I still get love from all of the goons, like-

[Chorus: Tion Wayne]
Are you mad? Only run from fed
Touch my watch, why you wan’ get dead? (Baow)
Yo, run up your mouth (Mm-mm), get cheffed
Yo, bun up the right and left
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
When they ask in the interview room, “I dunno”
How many gyal in the room? I dunno
Is that your girl in my coupe? I dunno (Baow)

[Verse 4: Dutchavelli & Tion Wayne]
Yo, touch my watch, get dead up
Shell up, come here, pick your friend up (Pick your friend up)
Some man just too friend up
That’s how man get set up, wet up (Yo)
Punch man’s face off, one up (Boom)
Shut up, beef my boys? I’ll run up (Bang)
Calm, still got my girl from Enfield
Be’cah her pum pum tun up (Ayy)
Oi, free up my fifth side drillers
Yo, free up my Edmonton hitters
I was S-road boppin’ on free flow
Yo, Edmonton, steppin’ in prison (What?)
Bang him up in the visit in front of his Mrs, oh so vicious
All my G’s on the road to the riches
Free all my G’s, they’re the realest (Facts)

[Chorus: Tion Wayne & Dutchavelli]
Are you mad? Only run from fed (Fed)
Touch my watch, why you wan’ get dead? (Baow, dead)
Yo, run up your mouth (Mm-mm), get cheffed (Cheffed)
Yo, bun up the right and left
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
When they ask in the interview room, “I dunno” (I don’t know)
How many gyal in the room? I dunno (Let’s go)
Is that your girl in my coupe? I dunno (Baow)

[Outro: Tion Wayne]
Are you mad? Only run from fed
Touch my watch, why you wan’ get dead?
Yo, run up your mouth, get cheffed
Yo, bun up the right and left
I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
When they ask in the interview room, “I dunno”
How many gyal in the room? I dunno
Is that your girl in my coupe? I dunno (Baow, baow)

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Lil Wayne – Big Worm Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Think we found a loop hole)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Gave you more than a million told you it’s yours baby, yeah
Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby, yeah
Gave you one big missile two big bombs baby, yeah
Gave you one big kiss and these two arms, baby

[Verse 1]
Got a meet a nigga halfway, I’m just a call away
You can use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away
And you know I come with some pressure, you gotta be certain
Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person
Too picky, gotta be for me and promise not to turn yeah
She keep a spliff on Debo and I keep my blunt on Big Worm yeah
Jealousy towards me happens so often
Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah
Too many fake ones out there, ain’t hard for me to see through them
When they know you way way up there, they just wanna see you land
I don’t wanna stand if you ain’t standing by my side, no
I cross the T’s baby, you dot the I’s, oh oh

[Chorus]
Gave you more than a million told you it’s yours baby baby
Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby
Gave you one big missile two big bombs baby, yeah
Gave you one big kiss and these two arms, baby

[Verse 2]
Got a meet a nigga halfway, I’m just a call away
Gotta meet a nigga halfway or meet me all the way
Use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away
Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person
Too picky, gotta be for me and promise not to turn yeah
Gotta build a bridge from you to me and promise not to burn it
Although jealousy towards me happens so often
You know they gonna be focusing on everything that we do yeah
Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah
Too many fake ones out there, ain’t hard for me to read through that
I don’t wanna stand if you ain’t standing by my side, no
And if you like magic, baby that’s a body high
Jealousy towards me happens so often
These hoes just tired, they’re exhausted
Been sending shots and whatnot
Tick tick tock it’s crunch time
Can’t give a thot a minute of my bust down ’cause for you I

[Chorus]
Gave you more than a million told you it’s yours baby baby
Gave you more than a mission, love is war baby
Gave you one big missile two big bombs baby, yeah
Gave you one big kiss and these two arms, baby

[Outro]
Got a meet a nigga halfway, I’m just a call away
You can use me for your band-aid, I put your scars away
And you know I come with some pressure, gotta be certain
Too picky, I cannot just fall for any person
Too picky, gotta be for me and promise not to turn yeah
She keep a spliff on Debo and I keep my blunt on big worm, yeah
You know they gonna be focusing on everything that we do yeah
Far from egotistic, I done told you that I need you, yeah

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Lil Yachty – Top Down Lyrics

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[Intro]
Earl on the Beat (Earl on the Beat)

[Chorus]
Hm (Argh), let that top down (Yeah)
For them niggas sayin’, “Let that top down” (Mm, mm)
Yeah, we go top down (We go top)
For them niggas sayin’, “Ride it top down”
Yeah, hey (We go top)
We goin’ top down (Top)
For them niggas sayin’, “Bring your top down” (Top)
I get too much green, I be shocked now (Top)
Pull up on the scene (Yeah) with that top down (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Bad Spanish lil’ bitch, she give me top now (Oh, yeah)
Bringin’ out them braids, they gon’ flock now, yeah, hey (Brr)
I got rocks now (Oh, yeah)
Look at my neck and my ears, I got rocks now (Woo)
Twenty-two thousand on my shoes (Yeah, on top)
I got six different types of diamonds on my sock now (Oh, yeah)
I got the red light type of beam on my Glock now (Yeah)
Fah-fah-fah-fah, I send shots now (Brr, yeah)

[Chorus]
Hm (Woo), let that top down (Oh, yeah)
For them niggas sayin’, “Let that top down” (Let the top, top)
Yeah, we go top down (Top)
For them niggas sayin’ (Mm), “Ride it top down” (Mm)
Yeah, hey (Oh, yeah)
We go top down (Ooh)
For them niggas sayin’, “Bring your top down” (Yeah)
I get too much green, I be shocked now (Oh, wow)
Pull up on the scene (Yeah) with that top down (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
She know who I am, she know who I is (She know)
My partner and them so reckless, he do dirty shit (Yeah)
My brother and them so slime fuck a punk bitch (Oh, yeah)
Them young niggas on trash duty, they dump shit (Yeah)
It’s Big Boat, my street niggas, they run shit (Woo, woo, woo, yeah)
Take your top off with the top down then top me (Woo, woo, woo, top)
This lil’ bitch give tooth tooted off a Roxie (Ooh)
My bitch posted up, my brother cap on the back street, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo)

[Chorus]
Hm (Slatt), let that top down (Oh, yeah)
For them niggas sayin’, “Let that top down” (Slatt, hoo, the top, top)
Yeah, we go top down (Top)
For them niggas sayin’ (Mm), “Ride it top down” (Mm)
Yeah, hey, oh yeah
We go top down (Ooh)
For them niggas sayin’, “Bring your top down” (Yeah, three)
I get too much green, I be shocked now (Oh, wow, LB three)
Pull up on the scene (Yeah), with that top down (Yeah)

[Outro]
Three, L-B three
Oh yeah, hey

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AGNEZ MO – PROMISES Lyrics

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I know I say I will change
If you pull through for me
But I’m back to my ways
By the end of the week
Try to stand on my own
But I fall to my knees
You’re the shepherd
That leaves the 100 for me

By myself I may try my best
But my best ain’t good enough
When my faith ain’t strong and I can’t go on
And there’s no one else to trust

You’re the one who always keeps your promises
Over again and again and again and again
Even when I fail you keep your promises
Over again and again and again and again

It’s not over til you say it’s finished, oh no
And I know that if you said it, you meant it
Lord, on my own I would lie
I would steal, I would cheat
But you sent down your son
So I could be redeemed
Before I even ask, you provide what I need
When the battle seems lost, you still have victory

By myself I may try my best
But my best ain’t good enough
When my faith ain’t strong and I can’t go on
And there’s no one else to trust, oh

You’re the one who always keeps your promises
Over again and again and again and again
Even when I fail you keep your promises
Over again and again and again and again

It’s not over til you say it’s finished, ooooh
And I know that if you said it, you meant it
Mmm mmm mmm

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Lil Wayne – Help (Funeral) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Got it on Smash

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, ayy, ayy
I’ve been fuckin’ up, now what you think I need some help for?
Need to stop relyin’ on you, do it for myself more
Layin’ out a bunch of traps and you know that I fell for ’em
I won’t fall again, shawty, I won’t stall again
I been dropped, ayy, takin’ phone call up in the Benz
I got weak, but, yeah, lil’ bitch, I’m on it once again
Can you help me? Please don’t stall a nigga in the end
‘Cause when it comes down, you gon’ need me once again

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Ooh, girl, I love you so
I told myself not to love these hoes
Told myself not to love these bitches
Got my head in the clouds where the sky is the limit
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you, you ain’t been thinkin’ ’bout me
You only want every Abraham Lincoln on me
You got a nigga at home, he don’t be thinkin’ like me
That nigga think he like me, you need to check his ID

[Chorus: Tory Lanez with Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne]
Yeah, ayy, ayy
I’ve been fuckin’ up, now what you think I need some help for? (Yeah)
Need to stop relyin’ on you, do it for myself more
Layin’ out a bunch of traps and you know that I fell for ’em
I won’t fall again, shawty, I won’t stall again
I been dropped, ayy, takin’ phone call up in the Benz
I got weak, but, yeah, lil’ bitch, I’m on it once again
Can you help me? Please don’t stall a nigga in the end
‘Cause when it comes down, you gon’ need me once again

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Real love, I’m tired of hearin’ real love
Make my ear drums real numb, everything happens for a reason
Everything that didn’t happen, didn’t happen for a reason
Bitches yappin’ for no reason, just so happens I’m the reason
Got me tryna find a reason to find a reason
Got me tryna reason with my demons
I ain’t rappin’, I’m releasin’, real love, yeah

[Chorus: Tory Lanez with Lil Wayne, Lil Wayne]
Ayy
I’ve been fuckin’ up, now what you think I need some help for?
Need to stop relyin’ on you, do it for myself more (Woo, real love)
Layin’ out a bunch of traps and you know that I fell for ’em (Ayy)
I won’t fall again, shawty, I won’t stall again
I been dropped, ayy, takin’ phone call up in the Benz
I got weak, but, yeah, lil’ bitch, I’m on it once again
Can you help me? Please don’t stall a nigga in the end (Yeah)
‘Cause when it comes down, you gon’ need me once again (Yeah)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
And everything happens for a reason
Real love

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Lil Yachty – Demon Time Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Draft Day]
Told her, “Don’t wait for me”
Your time is up, better save it, please
I just ran up me a eighty piece (Ayy)
She on her knees suckin’ dick like she pray to me
Doggin’ that bitch ’til her face full of Maybelline
In my cup, maybe it’s lean, we don’t do no green
Left wrist on Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean
Draft Day, he poppin’, no, Sante ain’t stoppin’
He need all his profits, some say that he cocky
I know that he got it, he flew a bitch out from the tropics
Exotic, I’m smokin’, Supreme, had to box it
458 ‘Rari take off like rockets
Wide body kit like Buffie the Body

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
All-white Maybach, I nicknamed it Scotty 2 Hotty (Woo)
My Mexican bitch treat me like Liberace (Yeah)
I threw twenty thousand on twenty-five strangers
Being raised by QC prepared me for the danger (Hey)
My stick got a scope like a Texas park ranger
I look up to Mom and Mom only
I ran up a sack in some orange grey Saucony’s
My bitches give love, but I’m still feelin’ lonely
My heart got a space the same size as a condo
No money can fill it, I’m hot as a skillet (Hot)
These rappers two-faced so bad, I could peel it
And see they true colors, I cut every finger for all of my bruhs
I’ll hop off the plane backwards wrapped in some Louis V covers
Head first in the gutter (Yeah)
If it’s for the guap, fettucine
Might cop a new truck, cream like alfredo linguini
These new niggas weenies
The year is ’06 with my black Bapesta beanie
She rub on my gold like there might be a genie
I can’t take a bad dressin’ bitch to my mama
I might take the bitch from the hood to Bahamas
Show her ’bout the world, this bitch here ain’t even my girl (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Draft Day & Lil Yachty]
I pass the bitch off, let the homie go handle it (Yeah)
Big pointer stones ’round my neck light the room like a candle lit (Boom)
Don’t get too close, 7.62’s knock off your shoulder, dismantle it
Masked up, no Rip Hamilton (Yeah, brrt), you niggas squares like Carlton
I’m in Bel-Air (Yeah) posted at Nobu, inside the whip, orange like Goku
Lil’ boy, I done told you, I been hit the ho, that’s old news
These niggas be cappin’, no Pro Tools
Twenty-two, bitch, and I look like a mogul (Yeah)
Got more money than your whole family tree (Yeah, yeah)
Double that shit, and you still won’t reach me (Bitch)
You in the nosebleeds, I sit in floor seats
Right where the coach at, but you can’t coach me
Draft Day been on that, sound like Kobe
Please name a nigga who really can stop me (On God)

[Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
Can’t no one stop you, you next like the runner-up
Niggas big flexin’, they bitch, I’ma look her up
Hook her up, dick her down, got a new stick
Nine-mil’ bullets and thirty rounds
Ready to hunt a clown
I been that nigga since, uh, I can’t remember
Since when? Wintertime and I remembered December
Wore a dress, now they tryna slander my gender
My bitch was on set lookin’ mighty tender (Woo)
So fuck what they talkin’ ’bout, tell ’em to watch they mouth
‘Fore I get outta body (Yeah), and I knock ’em out
I bought twelve different whips like it’s nothin’ new
I keep blicks on the hip like they stuck with glue
I drop bombs on a bitch, I’m not DJ Clue (Boom)
My niggas bangin’ red, it’s the way of life (Brrt)
We buyin’ guns like it’s illegal owning knifes
Fuckin’ my Asian, she makin’ me jasmine rice (Go)
I took a whole lotta slander from fuck niggas, broke niggas
Fuck all of that, I’m the prototype
Grabbin’ the wheel, I give a fuck (Skrrt)
Nigga want smoke, I hope that it’s up
Aimin’ the stick at the square like the game with the duck
Nigga gon’ knuck if you buck (Brr)
I got like ten different watches I never wear
My Louis mono, not no Damier (Yeah)
At the penthouse with three different concierge (Yeah)
I know all of my haters cannot compare (Yeah, ‘pare, ‘pare)