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[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam

[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
Big ol’ booty gotta jump, gotta juke me
Gotta plan, gotta duty
Gotta dance, gotta boogie
I’m a fan, gotta stan
Gotta cam, it’s a movie
Make my ‘gram look like Cannes, like in France
My momma, my mamma mia
Tell me what your momma feeds you
You getting that cornbread and choreo
Let me throw you on the story though
Trying to be like story mode
You belong on the war zone on
Wala, Wala

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
Nigga you can’t dance
My feet like my hands
Your feet like quicksand
Something I can’t stand
Something I just hate
I’m not on no date
Car don’t got no roof
Works, don’t got no brake
Girl don’t got no waist
Watch don’t got no face
Jet don’t got no plates
God don’t got no cape
Shoes don’t got no J’s
Don’t got no style, don’t got no taste
Bank don’t got no card, don’t got quickpay, don’t got no Chase

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam

[Verse 3: Supa Bwe]
Watching DBZ
Shorty stuck to me
Like she lowkey USB
I just want some head, want some lowkey guillotine
Police watching me like I’m lowkey new TV
Like I’m serving twenty p’s
Like I lowkey used to be
Over the seas with my girl cause she over achieving
Don’t put nobody over her king
Love my life
Shorty ride my face like bike
I’ma beat it like Mike, not Ike
My spliff broke, sh*t! oh life
I might spent on you
All year, all night
I might some f*ck some ads up
Or f*ck your mans up
I might f*ck some bands up
Switch the plan up
Leave the country like right now
Shit, I might go flight
I might take off tonight
I might, I might, I might
Tonight I might

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Verse 4: Chance the Rapper]
You need name tag
She got the same ass
Same drawers, same car
Same bag, damn fraud
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Pop pop pop that cork
Pop it like July 4th
Shorty don’t move like yours
She get it from a store
You get it from the Stork
They don’t do this up North
They always end it [?]

[Chorus]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Every now and then, you know what I’m sayin’
Most of them, majority of the time
You dig
We in that mode

[Verse 1]
This is a moment of clarity
Everything VV’s, I’m gone to the maximum
Young nigga flood out a ‘axima, flawless the face, then run through a pack of them
Everything classical, everything magical when they was checking my catalogue
Eating on caviar, smash on a stallion
Draped in medallions, yeah
The pill on the caliber
Put on the passenger
Whatever time, wherever I was at
Look on the calendar, yeah we compatible
I have her flying where ever I’m at
You astronomical, way too phenomenal to not have her naked where I land
I got a second option, and fourth and fifth one whereever a nigga staying
I had it falling right out of my pocket when I was just smashing her, she seen the bands
Her body Coca-Cola and she seen a can
The Glock was still on me while we was romancin’
Think I fell in love with this girl, came from France
She caramel, what’d i get a tan
I need to pay her when I get the chance
Gave her some drip, gave her a whole lot of splash
Talkin’ that shit, he get smoked like a blunt
Took a few Pakistanians to lunch
Got some little slim shit in Milan
These niggas be hatin’, putting on a front

[Chorus]
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her and made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

[Verse 2]
Doing it on a chinchilla, oh yeah
We fucking a couple of strippers together
Shawty my rider, she down for whatever
Y’all give her capital murder, her swagger killer
Shawty got more bags than a drug dealer
I put her in a Patek, I put her in the c’s
I’m on a whole ‘other level with her
Had to get a penthouse just for the freaks
So they could all come and sleep with us
We do nothing that is normal, everything we do is super gigantic
We don’t put on fugazi, everything we wear super Titanic
I just caught me a wave, feel like a nigga that jumped in the Atlantic
One hell of a car collection, pulling it up, it’s panoramic
Picked her up in a Cayenne, soon as she got in she got nothing on

[Chorus]
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her, made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

[Refrain]
Lookin’ in the crystal ball
Get it in with Miss DuJour
Little bam’ little B to get you goin’
That’s the way I like it, uh
Give your man a kiss goodnight
In the mix with Miss Delight
And romance, we could freak do what you like
That’s the way I like it, uh
(Go!)

[Verse 1]
She offered me; let’s go
We could VIP with some Mo’
Sip drinks for the eve’, and smoke some green leaf
We poppin’ if he don’t know
I think I’m in love
In love with her
She must be from, from up above
Sure that she’s born and made, sure you wanna run away
Girl, let’s go

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Ooh, a wild array of fleur, a floral lush, a view
I thought I’d take you to, take you to
Ooh, a water-way of blue, sky flowers made a hue
They blossom just for you

[Chorus]
Aren’t you glad you came?
Aren’t you glad you came?

[Refrain]
Lookin’ in the crystal ball
Get it in with Miss DuJour
Little bam’ little B that got you goin’
That’s the way I like it, uh
Give your man a kiss goodnight
In the mix with Miss Delight
And romance, we could freak do what you like
That’s the way I like it

[Verse 2]
Girl you lookin’ kinda fun
And I’m feelin very sexy
When you wanna text me
I’ll pick you up and level with you
Delectable, purple barrettes I know
So sexual, come on, come on

[Interlude]
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Get up, get up
Fuegooo! –

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Do you even know
The kind of flower you are? Buttery-cup
Are you Freesia, Violet, Red Rose, or what?

[Chorus]
Aren’t you glad you came?
Aren’t you glad you came?

[Bridge]
She knows, she knows
She knows, she knows what I like yeah, oh

[Outro]
Tell me what you want, what you really really want
Fancy cars, dinner in a restaurant
Let’s get lost with the one who endorsed
The luxurious life that you can’t pay the cost for
Who the boss? Tony Danza
Get a divorce from your man, get ya bands up
Put on your corset and cross you to France
You’re hot, now little mama put your champ’ and ya hands up

[repeat 2X]
Take to the heaaaaaaaaaaaad
And buy another round

Are you down?

[Pharrell – whispering]
All that huffing puffing that you do
You got somethin on your mind
All that rocking that you do
You got somethin on your mind
I can tell by the way you move
You got somethin on your mind
It seem like you got somethin to prove
You got somethin on your mind

[Interlude]
We got a connection, some synergy
Ain’t no other woman please, it’s just you
Somewhere intersection, I feel energy
It’s like tingling, it must be true – that’s because

[Chorus]
You’re my temple, get on my knees
And I come to you, yes I come to you
It’s just that simple, your lovin heat
Like the sun would do, is why I run to you

[Pharrell – whispering]
{UHHH~!} Yeah
I like bush (take your panties off)
You’re in motion in the mirror as a rainbow dandelion
I suspect you know what it does when I see yo’ pantyline
All that lotion in your hands
You got somethin on your mind
And all that fixin in your pants
You got somethin on your mind

[Interlude] + [Chorus]

[Pharrell]
Yeah, I know you had, your ups and downs
But look at you girl, you’re on top now
You’re so attractive, it’s so magnetic (I’m attracted to you)
This thang is gettin deeper, now do you get it?
Say yeah (yeah!) Uhh
Say yeah (yeah!) C’mon
Say yeah (yeah!) UNGHH! Ohhhhh
Say yeah (yeah!) yeah..

[N*E*R*D]
{UHHH~!} Say ooh, no hands
I like the way that you dance listen to me now
Ooh, no hands
Girl shake what’chu got in them pants listen to me now
Ooh, no hands
From Florida to France
Say ooh, no hands
Tonight’s the night you got plans

[repeat 2X]
Take to the heaaaaaaaaaaaad
And buy another round

So tell me honey are you down? Cause

[Chorus] w/ ad libs

[Pharrell]
Yeah, I know you had, your ups and downs (your ups and downs)
But look at you girl, you’re on top now (you’re on top now)
You’re so attractive, it’s so magnetic (I can’t stay away from her)
This thang is gettin deeper, now do you get it?
Say yeah (yeah!) Uhh
Say yeah (yeah!) C’mon (I want you bad)
Say yeah (yeah!) UNGHH! Ohhhhh (I got to have)
Say yeah (yeah!)

[Outro]
{UHHH~!}
Take to the heaaaaaaaaaaaad
And buy another round
(You such a nasty girl, oooh what’s on your mind?)
Take to the heaaaaaaaaaaaad
And buy another round
(Let me in your nasty world, let me show you what it like behind)
Are you down?

[Intro: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
We pulled up in a drop top Benz

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends

[Verse: Lil Gnar]
Whip the [?] the mirror, you niggas can’t stand us
Diamonds they be dripping, my left wrist look like Atlantis
Made it out the bottom, put that on my momma
It’s a rockstar party, come and pop a pill babe
Got some neck up in the foreign, had to hit the killswitch
Lot of young niggas and you know we came to kill shit
Baby girl stop whining, put that molly on your tongue
Never touched a hundred bands, how you judging up
She just wanna eat and fuck but I cannot be cuffed
Getting money everyday that be my mission
Run it up so catch me flexing in the picture
In the picture
G [?] with the red [?] you can’t get it [?]
Drop top Benz got your bitch like oh my god
Off the gas and I’m seeing stars
Bust down, that’s a [?]

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends

Fred and Catherine make love in my head
I hear them bite when I dream
Pulling strings tied in wires
And reverb plates hammers pounding

You might think they live in my room
Screaming at such a volume
You might think I’d shut them up
Wouldn’t you

Making things they keep me guessing
With interesting songs to sing
It’s irritating when you do things everyday
That don’t make you happy

Fred and catherine play night and day
They don’t do an office routine
Fred and Catherine take me to places I’ve never seen

In days when I can’t see beyond times colored gray and green
In nights when imagination’s warmth holds me as close as a love could be

In a life as short as this where nothing
Seems to resist this very seductive technology

Fred and Catherine live ten thousand miles away in Paris, France
Fred and Catherine are my best friends; we’ve never met

My money goes to a company that pays them royalties
They make what they feel; somehow it makes me happy

I don’t stay long depressed I don’t get upset
I escape to a place that doesn’t exist
Lonely in my bed I listen to Catherine and Fred
Some day I’m gonna live like them

Verse: F#7/F#9/B
Chorus: Dmaj7/Dadd9aug5/D9sus4
Bridge: B/E/C#/F#/C#

OTF NuNu man, you know how we rockin’ man, MG-03, 72nd
So you- we on the block this early?
Yeah it’s 9th Street man, fool a lot of s**t happened there
And I’m in my feelings at a crossroads
Don’t want to go
Cross roads.

Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the cross roads
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the cross roads
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody.

Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
And I’m gonna miss everybody
Capo, L’A, everybody
Nuski, Fredo, everybody
Honesty, they live by it
And these bodies steady droppin’ but you barely hear about ’em
And they can’t take fear up out ’em, ohhh.

Allah, we don’t believe in Jesus
RIP Kenneka Jenkins
Look what they doin’ to my people
Think it’s funny, why they tweakin’?
They gon’ snake you, they not equal
That s**t with Fredo got me tweakin’
They not cryin’, they just tweetin’
Ain’t no time to do no grievin’
Percocet come out my pores
You don’t feel that when they die ’til it happen to yours, yeah
But they got a choice versuri-lyrics.info
In the trenches, I done did it, I became a voice
See I ain’t changed but I was goin’ through changes
Pluto’d still be alive if he ain’t hang with strangers
Niggas love you when you dead, that s**t the strangest
Skylar and Bella my two angels
Fo’nem at your roof like a f*****g reindeer
So deep inside this hellhole, it don’t rain here
We love the same people, we ain’t got the same tears
They don’t understand me, don’t think they can hear
Spread the love (we can’t ’cause niggas die ’bout it)
Spread the love (this time they said I’ll die ’bout it)
Spread the love (my niggas, I’ll fire shots ’bout ’em)
Spread the love (too many niggas got bodies)
I’m so deep in Chicago, whoever thought I’d see France?
If I ain’t have beef I think they’d be treatin’ me like Chance
Old heads cannot mislead me, they know that I’m too advanced
Even though that I’m lowkey, got killers on my demand, ayy.

You ever seen friends turn to snakes?
You ever seen snakes turn to friends?
I’m seein’ this s**t happen every day
That’s where we at, know what I’m sayin’
We rap about it ’cause we got, know what I’m sayin’
I see people judgin’ us, talkin’ ’bout
They always talkin’ ’bout guns, postin’ guns
They doin’ it for the money
See I came from s**t, know what I’m sayin’, so I do what I want
That’s why 2Pac was so great, you feel me?
He spoke his mind
Nigga ain’t gotta be no gangster
Everybody with me ain’t no gangsters
You know what I’m sayin’, everybody with me ain’t no killers
Everybody with me don’t get money
You know what I’m sayin’, but we gon’ make that s**t work
We gon’ put the money niggas with the money niggas
We gon’ put the killers with the killers, know what I’m sayin’
And let it get treacherous for niggas, you know?
For real, for realll.

[Intro]
OTF NuNu man, you know how we rockin’ man, MG-03, 72nd
So you- we on the block this early?
Yeah it’s 9th Street man, fool a lot of shit happened there
And I’m in my feelings at a crossroads
Don’t want to go
Crossroads

[Pre-Chorus]
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody

[Chorus]
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
And I’m gonna miss everybody
Capo, L’A, everybody
Nuski, Fredo, everybody
I done seen they dead bodies
And these bodies steady droppin’ but you barely hear about ’em
And they can’t take fear up out ’em, oh

[Verse]
Allah, we don’t believe in Jesus
RIP Kenneka Jenkins
Look what they doin’ to my people
Think it’s funny, why they tweakin’?
They gon’ snake you, they not equal
That shit with Fredo got me tweakin’
They not cryin’, they just tweetin’
Ain’t no time to do no grievin’
Percocet come out my pores
You don’t feel that when they die ’til it happen to yours, yeah
But they got a choice
In the trenches, I done did it, I became a voice
See I ain’t changed but I was goin’ through changes
Pluto’d still be alive if he ain’t hang with strangers
Niggas love you when you dead, that shit the strangest
Skylar and Bella my two angels
Fo’nem at your roof like a fucking reindeer
So deep inside this hellhole, it don’t rain here
We love the same people, we ain’t got the same tears
They don’t understand me, don’t think they can hear
Spread the love (we can’t ’cause niggas die ’bout it)
Spread the love (this time they said I’ll die ’bout it)
Spread the love (my niggas, I’ll fire shots ’bout ’em)
Spread the love (too many niggas got bodies)
I’m so deep in Chicago, whoever thought I’d see France?
If I ain’t have beef I think they’d be treatin’ me like Chance
Old heads cannot mislead me, they know that I’m too advanced
Even though that I’m lowkey, got killers on my demand, ayy

[Outro]
You ever seen friends turn to snakes?
You ever seen snakes turn to friends?
I’m seein’ this shit happen every day
That’s where we at, know what I’m sayin’
We rap about it ’cause we got, know what I’m sayin’
I see people judgin’ us, talkin’ ’bout
They always talkin’ ’bout guns, postin’ guns
They doin’ it for the money
See I came from shit, know what I’m sayin’, so I do what I want
That’s why 2Pac was so great, you feel me?
He spoke his mind
Nigga ain’t gotta be no gangster
Everybody with me ain’t no gangsters
You know what I’m sayin’, everybody with me ain’t no killers
Everybody with me don’t get money
You know what I’m sayin’, but we gon’ make that shit work
We gon’ put the money niggas with the money niggas
We gon’ put the killers with the killers, know what I’m sayin’
And let it get treacherous for niggas, you know?
For real, for real

[Verse 1]
Baby I, I got something to say t-t-tonight
What you got to say?
Every time I try to find the words
Don’t come out right

And I can’t stop thinking about you
No I can’t stop thinking about you
Do you want me?
Do you need me?
Cause I think I’m falling in love

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Verse 2]
Beating heart
Racing in my chest
It’s beating hard, yeah
Pretty girl
Let’s take it all the way
Across the world

Cause I can’t stop thinking about you
No I can’t stop thinking about you
Do you want me? (do you want me?)
Do you need me? (do you need me?)
Cause I think I’m falling in love (I think I’m falling in love)

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Bridge]
Be my only one, and only for me
I’ll be your amor, be my [?]
Be my only one, and only for me
I’ll be your amor, be my [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Outro]
Baby, baby we can go there

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Ferg, Ferg
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Let’s go

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
I got with Preemo, I’m just pressin’ the cheat code
We on a new level with the C-notes
I’m from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
T-Nice with me week to week though
Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
For a couple kilos
Coulda had ’em underground, he was livin’ life illegal
Now he gettin’ right and our pockets lookin’ chicho
Sippin’ cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
Couple models gettin’ lit, they the best in France
Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
This beat hot, I could catch a tan
My demographic in L.A. all Mexican
I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
So every time I get a chance, I’ma bless the fam
What up, what up?

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
Brought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
Donated some uniforms, teach ’em how to have guap
Preemo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
And this thing forever got the game in a padlock
I just want somethin’ real, I’m tired of the ass shots
Don’t wanna go to the club, I’m tired of them trap spots
My generation’s stuck on stupid
Showin’ guns on the ‘Gram, but no one use it
Sometimes I feel like I’m about to lose it
Because the fake win when y’all know what the truth is
It’s me, the F-E-R to the fuckin’ G
My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me
Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin’ dreams

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

[Outro: A$AP Ferg]
A$AP
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
A$AP (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Ferg, Ferg
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Let’s go

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
I got with Primo, I’m just pressin’ the cheat code
We on a new level with the C-notes
I’m from where kids hustled on the block and rolled cee-lo
And niggas stay strapped like Girbauds
T-Nice with me week to week though
Life was different when they got him for that R.I.C.O
For a couple kilos
Coulda had ’em underground, he was livin’ life illegal
Now he gettin’ right and our pockets lookin’ chicho
Sippin’ cappuccino on a jet to Cannes
Couple models gettin’ lit, they the best in France
Got Leonardo dough, catch me if you can
We had to kill Beijing and next Japan, man
This beat hot, I could catch a tan
My demographic in L.A. all Mexican
I love my supporters, they keep the check in hand
So every time I get a chance, I’ma bless the fam
What up, what up?

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Done created a dream world, slept with my dream girl
Brought mama that new house, diamonds and mean pearls
Done went to Africa, talked to the have-nots
Donated some uniforms, teach ’em how to have guap
Primo put the soul in it, I make the track hot
And this thing forever, got the game in a padlock
I just want somethin’ real, I’m tired of the ass shots
Don’t wanna go to the club, I’m tired of them trap spots
My generation’s stuck on stupid
Showin’ guns on the ‘Gram, but no one use it
Sometimes I feel like I’m about to lose it
Because the fake win when y’all know what the truth is
It’s me, the F-E-R to the fuckin’ G
My bars is Gang Starr, nobody can fuck with me
Rest in peace Guru, nobody can fuck with he
You rappers is coocoo, better wake up out your fuckin’ dream

[Chorus: DJ Premier & A$AP Ferg]
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP
Check it, check it, check it
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Yo what up, neph’, neph’?
(See this is Harlem, these our streets)
Turn the music back up
A$AP

[Outro: A$AP Ferg]
A$AP
A$AP
A$AP

The song i would sing is not about the war
Not about the drugs, and not about the star
The story i would tell you its about a style of song
That style of song come from the underground
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is the style with the micro {function ta}?
Following the bass and then the down tom pressure
The kick give me the tempo the hi-hat follow me
Yes the skunk make me move and give me energy
So move your dancing feet and your body
This is not a wicked joke this is reality
Show me your favorite stance you use in di dance
All over the world and even in our France
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is a fashion to people it come from
from daddy U-roy to KRS One
It’s from rub a dub, they rub and they dub
The flow, the technics, they’re out of the talk
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Inna di east inna di west
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world
The H the I the G the H the T the O the N the E here come
the Rub a dub holme
Rub a dub anthem (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is the style with the micro {function ta}?
Following the bass and then the down tom pressure
The kick give me the tempo the hi-hat follow me
Yes the skunk make me move and give me energy
So move your dancing feet and your body
This is not a wicked joke this is reality
Show me your favorite stance you use in di dance
All over di world and even in our France
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is a fashion to people it come from
From daddy U-roy to KRS One
It’s from rub a dub, they rub and they dub
The flow, the technics, they’re out of the talk
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Inna da east inna da west
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world (bis)

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy duffed ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch, inf beam bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a meme bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met him, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy ducked ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch I been, bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a mean bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy ducked ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch I been, bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a mean bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

Uh
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big old ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

Yea, big ass ring with the big ass links
My Becky in Atlanta ass like a Georgia peach
How that shit fit on a toilet seat
And my new bitch walk like that shit don’t stink
(Mm mm mm) shit don’t stink
Fuck around with me I got that big old mink
I gotta drag that bitch on the floor
Pour up and then we make a porn (mm mm mm)
Go on and back it up (mm mm mm)
U-haul truck
Tattoos whoa voom scarred up
I get high off the money that’s star bucks
Yea, that’s star bucks
I got a few dtf’s and they down to fuck
I slide in like a parking lot
I get, I get, pussy a lot

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money

What I’mma do, keep getting this money
And what you gon’ do, flip through the gram
Made a movie, we shot it in France
I did it cause I can bitch we was in Cannes (mm mm mm)
Brunch on the sand
Four bracelets I’m the new Killa Cam
Earrings, band
New watches, bananas
Banana in pajamas
The cock is banana (Panda panda)
I got broads in Atlanta (Panda panda)
I got broads in Havana
I got broads on Lufthansa
The bitch just text, she left her bra in the Phantom (mm mm mm)
Sabotage
And that Cartier say it’s savage time
Webbie on repeat, it’s Savage Life
I hit my girl last night, and her friend tonight (mm mm mm)
Yea bitch, I’m the shit
Me and your nigga we opposite
I can make you famous I need five percent
I get it, I get it, poppin’ bitch

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
Nigga with money

That French bitch, oh
Where I see the joint you had in the studio the other night?
Who?
The one–the studio when I was with you the other night
Oh, she from France
I seen her before, though
But you know what else this shows, what else it shows about a woman, David Jr.?
What, man?
And I always believed this in my heart. Them bitches just don’t give a fuck. They will come fuck you and catch a cab
And catch a cab
And catch a cab
And catch a fucking cab. You know, dick runs a long way when a motherfucker do that
This what we supposed to be recording, man
Oh god, I said this motherfucker is fucking. You know who

I looked in the mirror
(What did you see looking at you?)
I saw a nine stone weakling
(What will you do?)
Dynamic tension waiting for you?
Dynamic tension make a man out of you
I opened my magazine
(What did you see?)
I saw Mr. France
(what did he have?)
A girl on each shoulder
(What else?)
And one in his pants
Dynamic tension can do this for you
Dynamic tension make a man out of
You you you you you
So our hero goes down to the beach
He’s in real terrible shape
His chick’s been seen with big Alex
That mother kicked sand in his face
Now let me tell you about Alex
He’s got:
Hands like hams
Knees like trees
200 lbs
Of surfboard Hercules
Mr. atlas won’t you bring her on back to me
I lost my girl down by the beach
She’s with Alex and she’s out of reach
So please Mr. Atlas won’t you bring her on back to me
I saw your body in an advert on tv
But what convinced me was your money back guarantee
Now I’m stronger than Alex
(Where is he now?)
He’s left in disgrace
(Oh yeah?)
‘Cause I took back my girlfriend
(Ha, ha, ha, ha)
And kicked sand in his face
(In his eyes, in his ears, in his nose)
Dynamic tension waiting for you
Dynamic tension make a man out of you
Dynamic tension, dynamic tension
Dynamic tension, dynamic tension

Even the old folks never knew
Why they call it like they do
I was wondering since the age of two
Down on Copperline
Copper head, copper beech
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o’Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on Copperline
We were down on Copperline

One Summer night on the Copperline
Slip away past supper time
Wood smoke and moonshine
Down on Copperline
One time I saw my daddy dance
Watched him moving like a man in a trance
He brought it back from the war in France
Down onto Copperline
Branch water and tomato wine
Creosote and turpentine
Sour mash and new moon shine
Down on Copperline
Down on Copperline

First kiss ever I took
Like a page from a romance book
The sky opened and the earth shook
Down on Copperline
Down on Copperline
Took a fall from a windy height
I only knew how to hold on tight
And pray for love enough to last all night
Down on Copperline
Day breaks and the boys wakes up
And the dog barks and the birds sings
And the sap rises and the angels sigh, yeah

I tried to go back, as if I could
All spec house and plywood
Tore up and tore up good
Down on Copperline
It doesn’t come as a surprise to me
It doesn’t touch my memory
Man I’m lifting up and rising free
Down on over Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
I’m only living for the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on Copperline, yeah
Take me down on Copperline
Oh, down on Copperline
Take me down on Copperline

si on te dit que je reviendrai pas
qu’ils ne m’ont pas épargné
ou je te dis qu’on s’en va

que tu dois tout plaquer, m’accompagner
je voyais le monde à un autre œil et je refusais de voir la vérité avant toi
plein de fois j’ai voulu te plaquer y renoncer j’ai renié malgré moi
“buuuuuuuuzzlabb”
baby lo ma def
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
baby fo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
j’ai fait du sale ça me fait mal je fais sa tête souvent en y repensant bloquer dans la haas
vu que la france est vénale je veux lui plaire mais aux yeux de l’argent suis le suspect dans la pièce
je voulais pas faire de mal moi je voulais juste faire mon argent avant d’en fumer la pièce
pour aller renflouer la caisse
en indépendant car personne n’a fait un geste
normalement c’est la même
tu pilotes
man a bad man
j’ai pas eu le choix
et je priais pour que ça change
un jour ou l’autre
chacun, son chemin
on n’a pas pris le droit
yeah
les joins et les femmes tournaient
et on était bien tous les trois
j’avais du mal à changer
c’était avant toi
baby lo ma def
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
baby fo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
yeah
quand le lion part en ch-sse c’est pour sa femelle et ses enfants
pareil pour toi dans la thess
l’esprit dans un treuil
suis venu pour prendre mon deal réinvestir au pays
l’argent c’est pas mon dieu
je suis monothéiste
sur ceux qui leur emmerdent
pas de ceux qui leur obéissent
et leurs parents vieillissent
suis défoncé à l’herbe
jette pas ça à l’air
mais c’est pour que dieu nous bénisse
suis debout sur scène tu rêvais d’anonymat
viens, je t’amène on y va
je ne promets pas que tout ira
je te promets d’avoir la foi
yeah baby lo ma def
baby lo ma def
foma diar beu soppi lepp
sama life dale dou wone lii
but i’ve no regret
beu legui ma beug mou niangue
meu gueumeuti ngueu tew
boumala amoul wone mou niaw
ndakhté j’aurais rien à perdre
yeah diaral ngama doundou baby
ajuster leu beu fight ways
nieulei yako done mou lew
ndakh à part namouma leine
lolou nga ma def
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
lolou nga ma def
baby fofou nga ma tek
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
lolou nga ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
bébé lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def
baby fo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
j’ai changé tu sais
baby lo ma def
mon bébé lionne, ma reine, ma negresse
baby lo ma def

[Verse 1: EP]
Ain’t from the six side, so ain’t no Junos that were given
Hide in disguise, making pruno up in prison
Now you dick ride ‘cause the crew shine like a prism
Now i’m fish fried, got a bish wide
I, got an Arabic chick out of Mamaroneck
Play the skin flute, recorder and the clarinet
Yet, she don’t trust him, keep her purse near
And said “did I cook a ribeye with reverse sear?”
Said it like it was her worst fear
Told her fall back, Gangaz put in work here
Got the smear and pate from Cesare
Shit, "You Gotta Be" good like Des’ree
Aye, but he don’t say much to flatter dates
Spent the last Saturday on Chaturbate
Wait, and did some shit that’ll cost him years
So now he walk around with a Boston beard

[Hook]
Ignore the warning that my momma gave
Accidently caused a tidal wave
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

Ignore the warning that my momma gave aye
Accidently caused a tidal wave aye
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

[Verse 2: Matter ov Fact]
I’m feeling myself In a pair of brothel creepers and they size twelve
Known to look a little deeper when the eyes delve
And I’m coming through your speakers with the wise elf
He ain’t reaching high shelves, nah
Catch Matter ov Fact riding through France on a hog
Back of the bike is a ballet dancer from Prague
She like it when he’s taking a stance on his blog
Living off of Apple teeth and some ants on a log
Agh and all my niggas push Toyota Venzas
Looking for some shorties suffering from affluenza
Yeah and if you see one tell her "holla holla"
Tony stark? nah a nigga need T’challa dollars agh
They Tried to play him like he’s not a scholar
Did some dirt and now he’s hiding out in Guatemala
Had to Learn to travel wit a lightened load
Neck beard on him looking like he’s writing code

[Hook]
Ignore the warning that my momma gave
Accidently caused a tidal wave
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

Ignore the warning that my momma gave aye
Accidently caused a tidal wave aye
Now we laying low inside a cave
Looking like we ain’t got not time to shave aye

(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)

(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)

I don’t care what the circumstance is
I don’t care, what my other plans is
I’m here for you, so take advantage
I don’t care what the circumstance is

Like even if the president says
"You need to come to my defenses"
I’d tell her sorry, no offences
But someone needs my full attention

I would drop everything
For you I would drop everything, for you
For you I would drop everything
I would drop, drop, drop, drop everything

(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)
(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)

I don’t care if there is consensus
That I finally lost my senses
I’m jumping hoops and hoppin’ fences
I don’t care what the circumstance is

I used to think about finances
Now you supply all my demands-es
My bank account is big as France’s
I’d give it up and take my chances

I would drop everything
For you I would drop everything, for you
For you I would drop everything
I would drop, drop, drop, drop, everything

Drop everything
For you I would drop everything for you
For you I would drop everything
I would drop, drop, drop, drop, everything

(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)
(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)

I would drop everything
For you I would drop everything for you
For you I would drop everything
I would drop, drop, drop, drop, everything

(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)
(Go go go, go wake me up)
(Wa wa, go)
(Go go go, give it away, it all away)

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

[Verse 1: Drelli]
I spent forty poppin’ tags at the layaway
I just get the gas and these niggas slip and fade away
Swervin’ on the block and you know I had to make a way
Pockets on flock and it’s hard for me to stay away
I ain’t got it for the low
Trippy trippy life goals
Riding ’round with two phones, ayy
I ain’t even got phones, uhh
Riding ’round with two phones, wait
I ain’t even got phones, ayy
Who the fuck you wanna call nigga?
Tell that bitch I don’t know

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax, ayy
Time to relax
Fuck up your vision and fuck with some cat, ayy
I’m never gon’ late
Niggas be chillin’, I’m dealing with facts ayy
They missing the bag
Take it in England now I’m in France
I’m taking a change
My life’s trippy like strobe
Ride around, I got grown
I been down the big roads
I ain’t even got hoes
I ain’t even lost hope
I crossed the board and got gold
Big shit, I switched time zones
Puffin’ big shit all night long

[Chorus: Allan Kingdom]
I don’t got time to relax
I just go get me a bag
You just get high off the xans
I just sit back and I laugh
Niggas be broke and they sad
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
I don’t got time to relax
Don’t hit my jack
Yeah I got time to do tracks
And I got time for my fans, time for my bands
Mama she need some new landscape
I don’t got time to relax
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man, hey
I got time to be the man

[Couplet 1]
Si j’veux, j’réfléchis pas, j’kicke
J’dois l’faire, j’t’allume pour ma clique
Meuf, ferme ta gueule, astique
J’suis en train d’percer askip
Devant l’micro, j’suis agile
J’monte sur scène, j’suis habile
J’dois faire un max de fric
Comme ça, j’retourne aux abîmes
Ma Saint-Laurent s’abîme
C’est comme ça qu’on s’habille
J’avance sur le terrain, on s’habitue
J’rappe c’que j’sais, j’fais pas d’études
C’est la vodka qui brûle mon foi
C’est l’avocat qui parle pour moi
J’ai toujours été sûr de moi
Même en r à la fin du mois
J’écris des textes qu’ont pas d’sens
J’analyse les passants
J’suis l’meilleur mais patience
J’suis le médecin de ma science
Une seconde, là j’m’absente
Une seconde, là j’m’absente

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

[Couplet 2]
J’sais même plus c’qu’on disait
Car y’a une bad bitch à dix heures
Les gens qui m’méprisaient
Prennent de mes nouvelles sur Deezer
Un salaire de misère
Nan jamais je m’y f’rai
C’est mon huitième projet
Y’a plus rien qui m’effraie
Maintenant qu’j’suis dans l’business, j’dois gérer mon budget
Le p’tit est productif, j’suis en excès d’vitesse
Du swag au milieu d’la tess, les seules McQueen dans la pièce
De Suisse provient l’appel, y’a qu’sa voix qui m’apaise
Fuck la France, les lois et sa mentalité
Pour des papiers d’identité, les keufs ont brutalisés
On vend du shit, d’la beuh, d’la C de très bonne qualité
Impuissant quand c’est nos impôts qui sont détournés

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

Lyrics The Chainsmokers – Break up every night

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

“Give me time, give me space, give me reason.”
That’s what you tell me when you’re leaving
Change your mind every night like the seasons
You’re insatiable.

And I know you say you want it now (want it now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy.

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

Been to France one time and you’re Parisian
Joined the real world, new season
Check my phone, check my pulse, ain’t a reason
I kinda love it though.

And I know you say you need me now (need me now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy.

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every niiight
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?
She wants to break up every night versuri-lyrics.info
She wants to break up every niiight
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it.

So I build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again, ohhh.

She wants to break up every niiight
She wants to break up every niiight
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every niiight
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel ittt?
The Chainsmokers lyrics
Video night

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

[Verse 1]
"Give me time, give me space, give me reason."
That’s what you tell me when you’re leaving
Change your mind every night like the seasons
You’re insatiable

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know you say you want it now (want it now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

[Verse 2]
Been to France one time and you’re Parisian
Joined the real world, new season
Check my phone, check my pulse, ain’t a reason
I kinda love it though

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know you say you need me now (need me now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it

[Bridge]
So I build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again, oh

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

[Intro: Rihanna]
Oooh, yeah

[Verse 1: Rihanna]
It was right
Even though it felt wrong
Nothin’ ever stopped you
From showin’ your progression suddenly

[Bridge: Rihanna & Future]
Broken lies
Driving backwards
Making all the wrong turns
Saying all the wrong words
Dodging angels

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Let’s be one
Oh, let’s not be alone
Empty thoughts fill the room
Breathe for me and I’ll breathe for you

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight
Tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
I just hit the lick, south of France
Currency exchange, lookin’ fancy
If that money dirty, make it dance
25 karats cost a mansion
Gold rose petals, bottle standin’
Came from the concrete, takin’ chances
Pop gold Ace like a Xanny
I just need the blessin’ from your family
Broken lies
Ain’t no love without us
It will die
Roses turn into dust
Every night
We gettin’ more popular
Wrong is right
When it comes to us

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Tonight, let’s be selfish
Selfish, tonight, tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Rihanna & Future]
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Ohh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ooooh, oooo-oooo-oooh
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Let’s be
Let’s be selfish
Yeah, yeah

[LUMIÈRE, spoken]
Ma chère Mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents: your dinner!

(sung)
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin ’round your neck, cherie
And we’ll provide the rest
Soup du jour
Hot hors d’oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it’s delicious
Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes
They can sing, they can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you’ll
Be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest!

Beef ragout
Cheese soufflé
Pie and pudding, en flambé
We’ll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret!
You’re alone
And you’re scared
But the banquet’s all prepared
No one’s gloomy or complaining
While the flatware’s entertaining
We tell jokes! I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks

[Hook]
And it’s all in perfect taste
That you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You’ve won your own free pass
To be our guest
If you’re stressed
It’s fine dining we suggest

Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!
Get your worries off your chest
Let us say for your entree
We’ve an array; may we suggest:
Try the bread! Try the soup!
When the croutons loop de loop
It’s a treat for any dinner
Don’t belive me? Ask the china
Singing pork! Dancing veal!
What an entertaining meal!
How could anyone be gloomy and depressed?
We’ll make you shout "encore!"
And send us out for more
So, be our guest!
Lumiere:
Be our guest!
Chorus:
Be our guest!

[Mrs. Potts]
It’s a guest! It’s a guest!
Sake’s alive, well I’ll be blessed!
Wine’s been poured and thank the Lord
I’ve had the napkins freshly pressed
With dessert, she’ll want tea
And my dear that’s fine with me
While the cups do their soft-shoein’
I’ll be bubbling, I’ll be brewing
I’ll get warm, piping hot
Heaven’s sakes! Is that a spot?
Clean it up! We want the company impressed
We’ve got a lot to do!
Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest!
(She’s our guest!)
She’s our guest!
(Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!)

[Lumiere]
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who’s not serving
He’s not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful…
Suddenly those good old days are gone
Ten years we’ve been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!

[Hook]
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Our command is your request
It’s been years since we’ve had anybody here
And we’re obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight’s still glowing
Let us help you, we’ll keep going

[Lumiere with Hook]
Course by course, one by one
‘Til you shout, "Enough! I’m done!"
Then we’ll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you’ll prop your feet up
But for now, let’s eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than bitches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just fucked a ho out in France
Paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I’m really up
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next
Don’t play around on my phone, ho, gimme sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s Rolex
Grizzley up next, I’m up now
Strap your bullet vest

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
550, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that? 8 bands
Hit the store and get some rubber bands
Let’s get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat
Secure the bag, nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Oh that bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
Asian lil’ ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don’t scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those Air Mags
All up in Neiman’s, coppin’ shit like fuck a price tag
I’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap nigga in the game that I’m callin’
If I need help, I’ll dial it by my se-celf

[Verse 4: Tee Grizzley]
You swear your bitch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic
Chop with the laser, get decapitated
Can’t smoke, I’m on papers, hold on… this my Jamaican (love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I’m steady prayin’
Ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
Fuck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, "I’m done with you
I got a situation, baby"

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]
Well shit, bro, let me get her then
I’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
Nigga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
Gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like I’m Taliban

[Verse 6: Tee Grizzley]
Like I’m Taliban, how we drop shit, go
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped
Don’t ask the price if you know you ain’t tryna cop shit

[Verse 7: Lil Yachty]
You the type to look around but never cop shit, ayy
I’m the type to buy the store, make ’em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ cockpit

[Verse 8: Tee Grizzley]
Yachty I might stop rappin’ for this one reason
If the Feds hear this shit I’m doin’ a hundred seasons
In the hood, shootin’ craps in my Yeezys
Put angels on you niggas who be playin’ like y’all demons, you dig?

[Verse 9: Lil Yachty]
Middle finger to them niggas hatin’ and fakin’
They plottin’ on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga livin’ will respect this collaboration

[Verse 10: Tee Grizzley]
We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winnin’ one more time, I’m pullin’ trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out
In other words, I’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down

[Verse 11: Lil Yachty]
From the D to the A, put respect on it
If that’s your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it?
I’m from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease

[Verse 12: Tee Grizzley]
Lease, nigga
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, bitch you heard Yachty
Wraith comin’ this summer, I’ma have your bitch drivin’
Bitch!

Lyrics Tee Grizzley – From the d to the a

Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than b*tches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just f*cked a ho out in France
Paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I’m really up
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next
Don’t play around on my phone, ho, gimme sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s Rolex
Grizzley up next, I’m up now
Strap your bullet vest.(from the d to the a)

550, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that? 8 bands
Hit the store and get some rubber bands
Let’s get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat
Secure the bag, nigga.

Oh that bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
Asian lil’ ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don’t scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those Air Mags
All up in Neiman’s, coppin’ shit like f*ck a price tag
I’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap nigga in the game that I’m callin’
If I need help, I’ll dial it by my ..

You swear your b*tch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic
Chop with the laser, get decapitated
Can’t smoke, I’m on papers, hold on… this my Jamaican (love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I’m steady prayin’
Ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
f*ck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, “I’m done with you
I got a situation, baby”.

Well shit, bro, let me get her then
I’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
Nigga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
Gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like Taliban.

Like I’m Taliban, how we drop shit, go
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped
Don’t ask the price if you know you’re not tryna cop shit.

You the type to look around but never cop shit
Ayy, I’m the type to buy the store, make ’em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ cockpit.

Yachty I might stop rappin’ for this one reason
If the fans hear this shit I’m doin’ a hundred seasons
In the hood, shootin’ craps in my Yeezys versuri-lyrics.info
Put angels on you niggas who be playin’ like y’all demons, you dig?

Middle finger to them niggas hatin’ and fakin’
They plottin’ on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga livin’ will respect this collaboration.

We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winnin’ one more time, I’m pullin’ trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out
In other words, I’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down.

From the D to the A, put respect on it
If that’s your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it?
I’m from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease.

Lease, nigga
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, b*tch you heard Yachty
Wraith comin’ this summer, I’ma have your b*tch drivin’
B*tchhh!
Tee Grizzley lyrics
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