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[Verse 1]
I’m on this red-eye rolling down a runway
Window seat, nonstop one-way
2 PM, Gate B10, it can’t come soon enough
I’ve got a mid-flight magazine and a mixed drink
I wish time would fly right with me
Damn the days that baggage claim’s in another taxi town
But they always bring me back to you

[Chorus]
I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view
Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
And still ain’t seen nothing like, nothing like you

[Verse 2]
I’ve spent every mile missing you, baby
It’s enough to drive me crazy
“I love you”‘s from hotel rooms
They sure do make it tough
But they always bring me back to you

[Chorus]
I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view
Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
And still ain’t seen nothing like, nothing like you

[Bridge]
In all these nothing towns
You in this whole world around
You’re the only place I wanna get back to

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’ve seen California and the fields of Oklahoma
From thirty thousand feet, can’t beat the view
Crossed the Mississippi, watched the mountains over Tennessee
Become a Carolina sky that was so blue
And still ain’t seen nothing like
And still ain’t seen nothing like
And still ain’t seen nothing like
Nothing like you
Nothing like you

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh, burnt
So burnt
Burnt as fuck

[Verse 1]
I woke up at 7 AM to The Mars Volta
The songs you be playing remind me we’ve grown older
Sick with a kid in your belly, I drank soda
With Maker’s and ice, let you cry on my shoulder
You blame me for everything, you got the best of me
I almost died and I’ll give you the recipe
I almost died on the day that you showed up

[Pre-Chorus]
You culture, culture, culture vulture
Still got my Gucci hoodie, what up?

[Chorus]
We belong to other lovers so we gonna hurt each other
We only hurt each other
We belong to other lovers, I don’t know why I even tried
We belong to other lovers so we gonna hurt each other
Why we go and choose each other?
We belong to other lovers, I don’t know why I even tried
Burnt as fuck, burnt as fuck
Burnt as fuck, burnt as fuck
Burnt as fuck, burnt as fuck

[Verse 2]
I woke up at 7 PM in a mansion
Next to a girl I thought I just danced with
Guess the maids let me sleep
Call an Uber, change my sheets
Made me move back to suite 23 at the chateau
I’m off for the rest of the spring, maybe check back to rehab
We’ll see
I’m turning into someone who surely ain’t me
Look in the mirror like, “Who could that be?”
And I blame a lot on you
Your name even rhyme, but it ain’t that deep

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re just a culture, culture, culture vulture
Still got my Gucci hoodie, what up?

[Chorus]
We belong to other lovers so we gonna hurt each other
We only hurt each other
We belong to other lovers, I don’t know why I even tried
We belong to other lovers so we gonna hurt each other
Why we go and choose each other?
We belong to other lovers, I don’t know why I even tried

[Intro: Johnny Venus]
From the heart, from the heart this time
All of these dreams that you don’t need true
All of these things you don’t give too
Call on me, I’ll carry you
There ain’t no thing I wouldn’t do
Lions, tigers, bears and all of these [?]
They could never come between me and you

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you (Yeah!)
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you (Oh!)
You, you, you, you, you baby
You, you, you, you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you (Yeah!)
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you (Oh!)
You, you, you, you, you baby
You, you, you, you

[Verse 1: Johnny Venus]
I know half of most don’t see ya
Couldn’t believe it when you told ’em you was leaving yeah
When you put them Cinderella’s on your feet, yeah
When you shot it, kinda hard to be discreet, yeah
I’m gon’ put you on vacation, get some leisure
I’m gon’ do whatever it take baby to please ya
I been through the dirt, I been through the thick
And I held my heart but you never be beating
Check don’t need when I aim when I need that
Held me tight when the game on tweak yeah
Hard times though you make it look easy, easy
Heartache though you make it look easy, easy

[Bridge: Young Thug]
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
Heartache though you make it look easy, easy
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
Heartache though you make it look easy, easy
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
We having designer sex, crawling on top of me
While I keep my timing yeah everything beating
Help you get your body breeze, conspiracy, yeah
Drip from my head to my sock and I’m whipping a new machine
I got the percocets, I got the guap
And I got me a cool nervous thing
She went to whipping it
Had to tell her “Lil baby I’m proud of you”
Flex your bank account without a salary
In this bank and this lettuce and radish due
Ima keep it clean in case I see you
She said “Babe, tell me how you missing but you never ride by
I got all little girlfriends” that is really cool
And I can tell you all the time

[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you (Aye!)
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you (Whoo!)
You, you, you, you
Say, you, you, you, you
I’m proud of you, aye

[Verse 3: Doctur Dot]
She put the Energizer batteries in my bank
I can eat PM brownish
Tell her how I feel, just like Harriet Tubman
Take me to feed ’em like Harriet Tubman
Pray for me even though I don’t deserve it
Get off your knees and bend over and bust it
We nobody, get the poser, not business
TV’s made it easier to have a discussion
Wow, wow, I’m so fucking proud
Keep taking backshots like that
Fuck around, give your ass a child
You are a keychain of colors
On me fireworks she fucking wild
I can see it now, I believe first
No bandwagon, no T-Shirt
Know you’re going like a fucking meteor
Did you bring a friend? I ain’t see her
Tell her digitally tryna keep her
Proud of you, I study you, I do the research baby

[Outro: Young Thug]
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you (Yeah!)
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you (Oh!)
You, you, you, you, you baby
You, you, you, you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you, I’m proud of you
I’m proud of you

[Intro: Michael Jackson & DJ Khaled]
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
We the Best Music!
You gotta feel that beat
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
Another one
I wanna rock with you
DJ Khaled!

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I’ve been looking for a BM
‘Bout to see this boy slide, that’s a DM
Yeah, got into her DM (ayy)
And I started lining up for the PM, baby (woah)
I need a one, two, three-some
I need a girl to throw it back like a refund, I don’t mind
Feel that beat (that beat), baby
Bounce that ass and I’m grabbing it like a rebound

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
‘Cause I want a fatty on me
‘Cause I keep a Magnum on me
Don’t mind, take your time on me
Late night, rub that ass on me, girl
Where you at? I’m tryna find ya (yep)
I hope them other fellas nevermind ya, yeah, yeah
So I can pull down your blinds, girl, I swear

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
And my pad on the East Side, B side
Now you down like a beach towel
I, want the breakfast in bed
Body soft like butter spread, girl, you a snack (yikes!)
Got that bass in your trunk (oh!)
And two Chevy’s side to side (woo)
We can ride all night, ’cause I’m all papers now

[Pre-Chorus 2: Chris Brown]
I need a fatty on me
I keep a Magnum on me
Don’t pack 24 karats
Really, I’m all in it, girl (hey)
Where you at? I’m right behind ya, yeah
And tell them other niggas don’t bother (yeah)
‘Cause I’ma love you all night, yeah, I swear, yeah (oh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Good morning, my moses
French toast and French kiss is what I want
Yeah, Folgers, stay over
Sweat pants and hair up in a pony, ha
You know I love that fresh face, ooh, woah
Up in that bag, already packed
Bring that ass over to my place (ow!)
Bring that ass to my place, come on (ooh, hoo)
My house, place, place

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Michael Jackson]
I wanna wake up naked next to you (next to you, baby)
We can rock, we can rock the
Next to you, to you, to you, to you (ooh, I)
I wanna wake up naked next to you (to, to you, oh, to you, to you, to you)

[Outro: Michael Jackson]
And we can ride, and we can ride the boogie
Share that beat of love
I wanna rock with you

Ro-ma, roma-mance
Mal-ta, mal-tabloid

You text an invitation to your place
To a profile photo at 9 PM
Chase you cut to the chase
My invitation to a bar was too much phlegm?
Phlegm or flame?
And although you think it’s a perfect blend
Single Malt didn’t mature on a one night stand

You say you want a relationship
Just it’s your only free day within days
And I’ll regret it if I skip
‘Cos otherwise there’s no second phase
Phase or face?
Yet this harsh law I wish to amend:
Rome wasn’t built on a one night stand

You look for Rome in Rome oh wanderer!
You look for Romeo in Romeo
You wave your hand to a waverer
What was firm now will flow
Flow o flaw?
And although it’s talking to a wall, do comprehend:
Rome wasn’t built one a one night stand

Sometimes I go on a short trip
And instead of a boyfriend I look for a boy
And I sow what I will reap
So you can call my coy
Coyness or gayness?
But I tell you only castles in the sand
Can be built on a one night stand

And although now you hold the key to wonderland
Rome wasn’t built one a one night stand

And although I’m an adult and I might consent
Rome wasn’t built one a one night stand

And although I’m not straight I don’t always bend
Rome wasn’t built one a one night stand

And you answer: welcome o the pleasuredome
All one night stands lead to Rome

“My name is Father Rouis
It is Sunday February 15th 1974
It is 10:30 PM
I am here with Anna and her family
Who’ve been experiencing supernatural phenomenon
Anna, you’re under hypnosis
But you can talk to me
And you can open your eyes
You will stay deep under hypnosis
Anna, how are you doing today?”

“Anna’s gone”

“Okay, so who am I talking to?
What is your name?”

“You can call me Father Rouis
What should I call you?”

“You don’t get to ask me anything
You stupid fucking cunt!”

“in Christ name, demon!
I compel you to tell me your name!
I compel you to tell me your name!
I compel you to tell me your name!”

(perfomed by Spymob)

Pedaling around
My head’s facing down
Watching specs in the road
Whiz by before my eyes

Take a two hour break to watch Nasfaratu
The old German vampire, with the blinds closed
When the credits hit, turn it off
And hit the streets of 4 PM once again

Pedaling around
Humidity’s down
No longer curling my hair
So I stop off for a fountain drink

I pretend it’s a beer with a citrus after-taste
And I wave hello to a guy I know
But he can’t recall my name
Even though he once told me I was the most
Talented person that he’d ever met

Pedaling around
My head’s facing down
Listening to the tires on the asphalt below
Wondering just how hot oozing tar would have to be
To melt them
If it could would they explode or would the air leak slowly
Just to play it safe, I steer around
The small patches of that black, goopy stuff
But I do enjoy a deep inhale as I roll on by

Pedaling around
My head’s facing down
Sweaty bangs in my eyes

Half steering, half eating ice cream
Half steering, half eating ice cream

[Verse 1: WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL & DØVES]
You’ll only see us in the back
GothBoiClique, all black
I knew love once, it’s hard to forget
I thought of you and nights spent
When I’m backed against the wall
I thought of her and highly
‘Cause she answered when I called
I want her to wanna hurt me
And I miss 2013 love songs
And I’m so lost, under club lights
In the all black, GothBoiClique

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, baby, I be makin’ noise
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, no choice
Lookin’ for you in the back of the club
Lookin’ for her in the back of the club, fucked up
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs

[Verse 2: WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL & DØVES]
Fucked up in the back of the club
Cast a sigil in the back of the club
I got scars on me, no love
Light a candle and I pray for Døves
And you’re fadin’ away, like the pill under my tongue
We seriously never even touched, it sucks
I’ma put your name in my skin, mix the ink in my blood
It’s so fucked
So tell me what is love
If I ever had it, if I ever had it
Did I really want it?
And why can’t I remember?
I cannot remember
I took the black two-seater when you pushed me away
Into the dark, I only want what’s best for you, baby
I reach out to you, but slowly
If there’s passion there, then show me
Fast, hard
It’s a slow drug
And I swear that
But it’s true love
These are true lines

[Verse 3: DØVES]
Saw you in the back of the club again
And we just started textin’ again
And now you sendin’ pictures to my phone, like I just can’t resist
I’m tryin’ not to let you feel missed (tryin’ so hard)
And now we’re in the bar, like 6 PM
And now we took a bottle to your bed
Listenin’ to Slowdive, eyes like so-so red
And I can’t stop starin’ at the back of your neck
And you think you can make me love again
I swear that I will never feel a thing
Hollow shell, quiet hell, but you’re so into me
Screamin’, “Why don’t you love me back?!”
‘Cause it’s GothBoiClique, ’til my lungs collapse

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, baby, I be makin’ noise
GothBoi, I’m the one you can’t avoid
No choice, no choice
Lookin’ for you in the back of the club
Lookin’ for her in the back of the club, fucked up
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs
Everybody know I numb it with the drugs

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They’ll never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve heard enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day (t’yeah)
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say (uh)
Ooh ooh (eh)
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still love), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me, you love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better, you moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still love)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still love)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (make me feel like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody (ooh)

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me, you love me

[Outro]
You love me
You love me
You love me

[Guitar] Xeryus
[Verse 1]
Girl, you’re so far gone, I know you meant it
You cut all your hair off, yeah these days you’re lookin’ different
You switched up your number ’cause I had to use the DM
I was dialin’ the old one from AM, noon, to PM, shit
So your mama know we broke up
I see you blocked me, baby, grow up
Don’t shut me out, baby girl, hold up
I know that you heard all this before
I never thought I’d see the day when you ignore me

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date

[Verse 2]
Let me guess, I bet you’re all in your group text
Textin’ your girls how I’m a dog now
And I bet they’re goin’ in
You keep on listenin’ to your friends
Although they’re single and they’re played out
You’re prolly goin’ out tonight
You’re prolly gettin’ dressed up right now
You’re prolly gettin’ drunk tonight
You’re plottin’ how you’re gon’ get me back somehow
Oh, baby, I know
How tables turn, yeah, I know
You live and learn, yeah, I know
I know

[Pre-Chorus]
But every woman has a day when she gets tired of the games
And she gets tired of being played like she’s a toy
She finds the strength to up and leave
And she wakes up and finally sees
That you ain’t nothin’ like a king, you’re just a boy

[Chorus]
You’ve reached your expiration date, yeah
You’ve reached your expiration date
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh, oh
I’ve reached my expiration date, oh
I’m sorry

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 1]
I be booted to the morning, PM to the morning
My lil’ Whoadie want a bag, I’m easier when I’m rolling
Hold up nigga, don’t you owe me? Yeah you owe me, don’t it?
Like I’m in Islands of Adventure how I stay rolling
Try to diss me
I need you six feet
She say she miss me
Then she went and kissed me
Damn, I’m so crispy
Xans got me dizzy
Try me I ain’t shy
I keep that Glizzy
I was [getting bent] (yeah yeah)
[?]
What the lick read?
Baby, come and lick me
V12, how I’m ridin’ in the 6 speed
I be ballin’ on you niggas out of this league

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 2]
Yeah, that Glock got extended like a outlet
Are you out yet? I ain’t catch you out yet
I’m so damn fly, I do not step
Yeah I pop molly and I pop checks
I don’t where I’m goin’, I’m just floatin’
My dawg got gun license but he let me hold it
All these niggas phony, I do not condone it
I be goin’ ham, I do not baloney
It’s a Kodak moment, yeah
Bought it ’cause I wanted it
I be on the corner, yeah
Fuck the law enforcement
Project Baby got no stroller but I keep pushin’
Shawty love for me to choke her when I’m in that pussy

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just tote it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 1]
I be booted to the morning, PM to the morning
My lil’ [?] want a bag, I’m easier when I’m rolling
Hold up nigga, don’t you owe me? Yeah you owe me, don’t it?
Like I’m in Islands of Adventure how I stay rolling
Try to diss me
I need you six feet
She say she miss me
Then she went and kissed me
Damn, I’m so crispy
Xans got me dizzy
[?] I ain’t shy
I keep that Glizzy
I was [?] (yeah yeah)
[?]
What the lick read?
Baby, come and lick me
V12, how I’m ridin’ in the 6 speed
I be ballin’ on you niggas out of this league

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 2]
Yeah, that Glock got extended like a outlet
Are you out yet? I ain’t catch you out yet
I’m so damn fly, I do not step
Yeah I pop molly and I pop checks
I don’t where I’m goin’, I’m just floatin’
My dawg got gun license but he let me hold it
All these niggas phony, I do not condone it
I be goin’ ham, I do not baloney
It’s a Kodak moment, yeah
Bought it ’cause I wanted it
I be on the corner, yeah
Fuck the law enforcement
Project Baby got no stroller but I keep pushin’
Shawty love for me to choke her when I’m in that pussy

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 1]
I be booted to the morning, PM to the morning
My lil’ [?] want a bag, I’m easier when I’m rolling
Hold up nigga, don’t you owe me? Yeah you owe me, don’t it?
Like I’m in Islands of Adventure how I stay rolling
Try to diss me
I need you six feet
She say she miss me
Then she went and kissed me
Damn, I’m so crispy
Xans got me dizzy
[?] I ain’t shy
I keep that Glizzy
I was [?] (yeah yeah)
[?]
What the lick read?
Baby, come and lick me
V12, how I’m ridin’ in the 6 speed
I be ballin’ on you niggas out of this league

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 2]
Yeah, that Glock got extended like a outlet
Are you out yet? I ain’t catch you out yet
I’m so damn fly, I do not step
Yeah I pop molly and I pop checks
I don’t where I’m goin’, I’m just floatin’
My dawg got gun license but he let me hold it
All these niggas phony, I do not condone it
I be goin’ ham, I do not baloney
It’s a Kodak moment, yeah
Bought it ’cause I wanted it
I be on the corner, yeah
Fuck the law enforcement
Project Baby got no stroller but I keep pushin’
Shawty love for me to choke her when I’m in that pussy

[Chorus]
Ain’t gotta wait to make the movies, I be loaded
Why you out here drinkin’ 40’s, I just told it
Still that same nigga in a foreign, but it’s stolen
Ridin’ sporty, actin’ sporty, I can’t control it
I’m doin’ five, got that bag, yeah I’m transportin’
I got that bag on me nigga, like I’m Jansportin’
He dropped his mixtape, thought I woulda reposted
I ain’t post his mixtape ’cause I don’t fuck with shawty

[Verse 1: Lou Phelps]
It’s ’bout 10 PM, bruh’s in my DM
Talking ’bout a house party at the Gatrien
I had time to think, got dishes in the sink
Mama wouldn’t let a nigga step out of the house
Although she was asleep passed out on the couch
I think it’s my time to bounce
Put on the flashiest shoes that a nigga could find
Don’t say nothing to me, it’s my time to shine
Um, I reminisce about my sexy chick
But a brother needed to nut, so it didn’t mean shit
Usually they teach you about the birds and the bees
We squirrels in high school, something like high siege, um
Guess who’s here, look who’s there
I used to be the man way back in the day
To get down was my thing, that’s what they would say
Next morning go to church, repent sins and pray
Me and this baby had an unholy union
Locking eyes ever since I was a junior
I took it that she didn’t want to be seen
Now shorty’s with me, so I’m living the dream
Um, started feeling freaky vibrations
My pocket held the information
So I pulled out my phone, got 12 missed calls
Mama after me but I don’t give a what

[Hook: Lou Phelps]
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)

[Interlude: Lou Phelps]
As I was walking in snowy December
Thinking about my shorty
And all the bumping and grinding we gonna do
My mama kept calling, I wasn’t tryna answer
I ain’t even make it to the house party yet
Innanet James called me to tell me how his night went

[Verse 2: Innanet James]
Let’s end the night in reverse, it’s like 6 AM
Just crept in, crepes so my mom stepped in
With a plan with the wood floors, did what they good for
Creep fucked the creep up, y’all back to 5
Whip full of women asking what I done to the time
I said a diner, she said "Nah, vagina is fine"
So an hour after that, and that was all I could tell
In hotels, struggling when we rolled that three
An hour later, I feel like Cheech
Felt like I believed I could fly for the moment
Two in the morning, bottle right beside me, open
Take it to the head, like fuck it
[?]
But it’s fine, I ain’t gotta drive or love it
My eyes is bloody
Mary I ain’t hide or nothing
What a time to be alive, eyes back to woman
My cousin’s calling often, like "Let’s kick it"
Kick back at mine, full of fine Harvishire women
Can I kick it? Yes I can, like Messi
Kick it like Ed, like Edd, like Eddy
Said I hit your phone, I was leap year ready
We was gon’ ride out, honeycomb hide out
Mama said "Honey, get home before the lights out"
And that was my night, and it was alright

[Hook: Lou Phelps]
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)
What time is it? (oh yeah)
What time is it? (I don’t care)

[Intro: Open Mike Eagle]
Okay, it’s quiet now

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
And we drove all through the neighborhood
Just sittin’ in a car all day
Tryna find a radio
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil
Pointed at the window frame
Tryna find a radio
All up in my grandma’s basement
Slidin’ all the closet doors
Tryna find a radio
And the homies say they heard a rap song
Sounded like some folks they know
But we couldn’t find a radio

[Verse 1: Has-Lo]
Hard to express when the world is listless
Hard when you’re sure that the world is not
In between PM, dawn, and Sun Ra
Wearing a suit like my school mascot
The Edison, Al, not a head in the crowd
Come match my technique and impeccable style (style)
Says the young Hassan
In the mirror while tips saying rock-rock-on
With my guy Stefan who despite the specks
Saw himself doing things he would live to regret
Anyway, reciting off top the memory
Burnt a little chia my laugh was Gimli (heh)
Regarding the guns I coulda shot
I’m more dug might blow up but won’t pop
Jigsaw blocks and hop the road home
Steps on the av where I played and roamed

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
And we drove all through the neighborhood
Just sittin’ in a car all day
Tryna find a radio
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil
Pointed at the window frame
Tryna find a radio
All up in my grandma’s basement
Slidin’ all the closet doors
Tryna find a radio
And the homies say they heard a rap song
Sounded like some folks they know
But we couldn’t find a radio

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]
The old me would drink a 40
And eat bologna, shinobi
On NBA Live, I play with Kobe
The OGs, I miss my old hood
Miss my homies, is lonely
The radio host is like they know me
The ocean with the seashell is how we floatin’
Was hopin’ to hear the airwaves, I think it’s broken
I can still play it if the tape resurfaces
Kept the old Boombox for just these purposes
Heard a day show had mine on there recently
People had a hard time finding the frequency
Piece of me show feels personal
Circled on all sides by used car commercials
It’s worth it though, whole block listenin’
‘cept the kids, they so not interested
Implement new cointelpros
Hooks, fit loops, copyrighted by Velcro
Whole sound changed, don’t nobody want to sell those
Call the intercom yab this is my bellcote

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
And we drove all through the neighborhood
Just sittin’ in a car all day
Tryna find a radio
And we wrapped both hands in tinfoil
Pointed at the window frame
Tryna find a radio
All up in my grandma’s basement
Slidin’ all the closet doors
Tryna find a radio
And the homies say they heard a rap song
Sounded like some folks they know
But we couldn’t find a radio

[Intro]
Yeah, rock solid nigga
Solid as a motherfuckin’ rock, bitch
Yeah, nigga

[Verse]
When you fall, who you gon’ land on?
Niggas foundation is shaky, ain’t shit to stand on
A man’s born with the only guarantee to live and die
But will I die before I live, ‘fore I begin to fly?
Nigga, I can’t deny when I’m not high, I miss that rush, that shit be callin’ me
Demons never rest, I go to sleep, them bitches follow me
I just bought a AR for my dog, he walked the dog for me
Breakfast, sip promethazine with Ocean Spray and Broccoli
Catch these hoes and I act like I can’t keep these bitches off of me
They only fuckin’ a nigga that got the most dollars in his
Squadary
I went to visit my nigga, he caught him a charge, his cards was fraudulent
Time to go get me some yayo, I know that Andrea gon’ lease that car for me
That Bentley Benz or Beamer, shippin’ B’s, I don’t be in it
Not to let these bitches see me in it, fuck the ceilin’
Nigga wanna be me, he wish he could see the G in him
She work in the mornin’, get that pussy in the PM then
I get in it then I jetted, it was a fly by, red bottoms, the thigh high
And every time she see me, she’s sayin’ I don’t know why I
Fuck with niggas like you ’cause at first, you would play the shy guy
Give me that pussy once and I always got it like the Wi-Fi, bitch
I went to visit my nigga, he caught him a charge, his cards was fraudulent
Time to go get me some yayo, I know that Andrea gon’ lease that car for me
I remember when Dukie lost his arm in fuckin’ armed robbery
When I seen his shit was danglin’, almost felt my heart stoppin’ G
Stop it G, drop it G, so much weed, forgot to breathe
Some niggas take the trip I took, but they don’t get to leave
Came out that bitch, I’m speakin’ Russian, German, Guapanese
Can’t let these niggas stunt my growth from livin’ for my seed

[Chorus]
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
I can never be a slave for minimum wage
Cop an ounce up off the way, you fill ’em with K’s
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid
I can never be a slave for minimum wage
Cop an ounce up off the way, you fill ’em with K’s
Level up, I’m on a stage, I gotta get paid

[Interlude: Big Time Watts]
Big Time baby
[Gimme a call back, bae bruh]
Big Time Watts motherfucker, fuck you
Punk motherfucker, who loves you, bitch ass nigga
Big Time

[Outro]
Shit, momma always told me "go and get your own shit"
Coke in front of me, nothin’, so I got my own shit
Dope and cocaína powder, off in to the wrong shit
I been tryna fuck her for a month, but she ain’t on shit
Start to make a nigga feel like I be in the wrong bitch
Skip the introduction, I just hit her with the long dick
Tried to drop the 50 pointer and I get my phone lit
Niggas looking for the, for the….. shit
Niggas always talkin’ ’bout their bitches ain’t shit
Caught a charge, my baby mama, she was solid as a brick
All the niggas I was feedin’, they ain’t give a nigga shit
Momma always told me "nigga, go and get your own shit"
Toilet right next to my bed, I’m sleeping by my own shit!
Dope and cocaina powder, off in to the wrong shit
I just dropped a 50 pointer and got my phone lit
Got my phone lit

[Verse 1]
Run fast from my day job
Runnin’ fast from the way it was
Jump quick to a pay check
Runnin’ back to the strip club
I’m never going back, never going back
No you can’t make me
Never going back, never going back (nah)
They never take me (yeah)
I’ve paid enough of petty dues
I’ve had enough of shitty news
I’ve had a thing for dirty shoes since I was 10
Love dirty men alike

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday (keep cuttin’ up)
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love (still lovin’), still love
It’s still love but it’s still love
Nothin’ but love for you (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me

[Verse 2]
Got a shift at 10 AM
Gotta dip at 10 PM
Gotta get that cash
Won’t get past the lunch break
I ain’t had a smoke break
In about two days don’t break
Been about three years since I dated you
Why you still talking ’bout me like we together?
I moved on for the better
You moved on to whoever
I was down for whatever and then some
You gon’ make me late to work again

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh
Better day than yesterday
Ooh oh
I just take it day by day
Ooh oh oh
Never hearing what they say
Ooh ooh
I just do it my way (just do it)

[Chorus]
All I got is these broken clocks
I ain’t got no time
Just burning daylight
Still love and it’s still love, and it’s still love
It’s still love, still love, still love (still lovin’)
It’s still love but it’s still love (still lovin’)
Nothin’ but love for you
Nothin’ but love (nothin’ but)
Nothin’ but love

[Bridge]
I don’t eat, can’t sleep past 9 AM
Heartbeat make me feel young again (like a snail, like a)
Can’t beat em just join the party (come and join the party)
I don’t wanna, don’t need nobody

[Post-Chorus]
All that I’ve got, pieces and pages
Talking a lot, sorry I’m faded
Think I’ve forgot, you love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me
You love me

Lyrics Young Dolph – 100 shots

Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area.(100 shots)

If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherf*ckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherf*ckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I f*cked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she f*ck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused versuri-lyrics.info
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah, I really came from s**t
But I won’t change for s**t
My b*tch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paiddd.

A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah).

She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your b*tch ate my d*ck, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato).

A 100 shots, a hundred shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster s**t to drop (bulletproof)
Even them f*ck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many d*cks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
f*ck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your b*tch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six b*tches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your b*tch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you f*ck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid a*s niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks.

A 100 shots, a 100 shots
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the f*ck you miss a whole hundred shotsss?
Young Dolph lyrics
Video shots

[Intro]
Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother (goddamn)
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother (that’s my dog)
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her (hey, what you need, lil’ mama?)
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle (ayy, you ready?)
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (skrrt)
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers (for real though)
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (we eatin’ good)
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker (haha, yeah)
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang (gang)
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang (gang)
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane (yeah, hey)
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (yeah)
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me (Franklins)
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused (yeah)
But I really want to crash (damn)
Think about where you at (okay)
Then think about your past (alright)
Yeah, I really came from shit (yeah)
But I won’t change for shit (nah)
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways (yeah)
My wrist say I been getting paid (yeah)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah)

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster shit to drop (bulletproof)
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
Fuck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your bitch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six bitches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid ass niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks (haha)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Intro]
Yeah
It’s Dolph
Hey bring me some Backwoods up outta there homie, and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sitting outside the cornerstore
Six figure client got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker
Everybody screaming gang gang gang
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains
If I ain’t in the bank then I’m on the plane
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, then they pray for you to fall
Young nigga stay focused
But I really want to crash
Think about where you at
Then think about your past
Yeah I really came from shit
But I won’t change for shit
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways
My wrist say I been getting paid

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops
My role model used to get a hundred blocks
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars
My pinky ring extra large
Foreigns all in the garage, remember my first menage
Yeah, Tori and Brittany
I’m shopping for diamonds at Tiffany’s
No, I don’t got no sympathy
She blew my whistle like a referee
Broke black nigga, remember me?
Until I found out that recipe
Started getting about ten a week
Finger on the trigger when I sleep
Yeah nigga, I rather you than me
Backseat, smoking good weed

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop
Before you come through that back door you better knock
They been waiting on this gangster shit to drop
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million?
Self made millionaire, oh what a feeling
My niggas came from dealing
Fuck nigga get out your feelings
Your bitch gave me sexual healing
Guess who just walked in the building?
Came out with six bitches
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’
You looking for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen
Big rocks in my watch
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks

[Refrain]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
I got money now, now

[Verse 1: Nines]
Stretchin’ keys, don’t need to give my ‘nect the P’s
Them man are still preppin’ D’s
Come through with my neck on freeze
I ain’t browsing, I’m spending G’s
Them niggas starving, soon bill a tennis court in my garden
I ain’t scared when they Yay’s touchin’ cuh it’s less risky when you pay customs
If you had my chick, you’d probably never cheat
But I be smashin’ groupies on these Fendi sheets
Them rappers can’t keep up with me
Ten racks, I blew it like a cup of tea
My nigga Jojo be in that lambo
Anywhere I go then gang go
Always wanted a penthouse
Now I treat the penthouse like a bando

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them
We got money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They gon’ be horny when we see them
They gon’ be horny when we see them

[Verse 2: Nines]
Uh, whip up, made a fiend white the spoon
Hollywood lookin’ like the moon
Don’t think I’m gettin’ money now I won’t see a paigon and run him down
Now I’m on the rise
BMT, most the city love me just for being me
I went Africa, see niggas starve
Felt bad comin’ home business class
I make six figures every summer drought
Way before rap, I had one foot out
They don’t know how long I put ground work in
Now me and Skrapz soon be crowd surfing
Still riskin’ my freedom for my set
Re-up gang, I just wanna call the ‘nect
Hoes and dough nigga that’s all I get
Wasn’t like this when I was wearin’ Sports Direct

[Bridge]
We gon’ make it out the ends one day
One day, one day, one day, one day, one day
Look at where I come from
Shit’s so real, real, real

[Hook]
We gettin’ money now, now
From the AM to the PM
All these bad bitches in my DM, yeah
They’ll be horny when we see them
They’ll be horny when we see them

[Intro]
I just wanna show my appreciation to how much I love kids and teens between the ages of twelve and seventeen

[Verse 1]
Why, are kids so fucking stupid?
Did their parents not beat them hard enough-enough-enough?
I try, to empathize with teens
Because when I was younger I was stupid too-too-too (It’s true)
But then I realized, that I was never this stupid
My friends were never this stupid, y’all are just dense-dense-dense
Like damn, I’m really, really concerned
I wish your father would use that wooden spoon-spoon-spoon (Just fucking beat them already)

I was being ironic man, what a fucking loser. Do you have-

[Verse 2]
Listen kids, being edgy is okay
But the same ten jokes in a row, that’s not okay-okay-okay
Like damn, is that all you can come up with?
If you’re gonna be racist at least be original, please (Yeah, we’re dead serious)
If you’re under seventeen, please don’t ever talk to me
You think this is part of the act, but please don’t come near me

[Outro]
Dude, get a load of this guy! He’s never heard of irony before! What a fucking loser dude!
Jimmy it’s past your bedtime
Dad no
It’s past your bedtime, get back to bed
I was just being ironic
I don’t care
No dad please
No, you’re being a piece of shit, take these spanks you little bitch
Daddy please, daddy please
Who do you think you are? who the fuck do you think you are? Talking to people on the internet like you’re some piece of shit, calling irony
I was just being ironic
Take these fucking spanks you dumbass kid. I should’ve never given birth to you, you piece of shit. Take that, I’m out of here son
I was being ironic
If I should even call you son
Daddy, have you ever heard of irony before?

I was just kidding, that crying was ironic, i wasn’t actually crying
What the fuck did you just say? You want me to come back here? Huh?
Nothing daddy
That’s what I fucking thought, go back to bed, it’s nine PM

Oh Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Cause you all on my IG
Talkin shit bout me
All in my timeline
Picture you
Tryna out me

Internet thuggin
Avatar muggin
Now you got me black bagging
Got you on thought when I’m dragging, you

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

We used to be friends
Now you all in my DM
From AM to PM
I just delete them

I heard you getting right now
On tour with what’s-his-face
No debate, you know the place
Word’s getting round now
You a player on the team, where all the boys go

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
Oh Jezebel, don’t wanna front you out but what the hell

Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face
Show your face

Show your face when you talk to me (Show your face)
Show your face (Show your face)
Show your face when you talk to me
Show your face

Jezebel, you’re the girl the guys know so well
You’re the girl the guys (girl the guys) know so well
Jezebel, don’t want to front you out but what the hell

What the hell

[Intro]
I just wanna show my appreciation to how much I love kids and teens between the ages of twelve and seventeen

[Verse 1]
Why, are kids so fucking stupid?
Did their parents not beat them hard enough-enough-enough?
I try, to empathize with teens
Because when I was younger I was stupid too-too-too (It’s true)
But then I realized, that I was never this stupid
My friends were never this stupid, y’all are just dense-dense-dense
Like damn, I’m really, really concerned
I wish your father would use that wooden spoon-spoon-spoon (Just fucking beat them already)

I was being ironic man, what a fucking loser. Do you have-

[Verse 2]
Listen kids, being edgy is okay
But the same ten jokes in a row, that’s just not okay-okay-okay
Like damn, is that all you can come up with?
If you’re gonna be racist at least be original, please (Yeah, we’re dead serious)
If you’re under seventeen, please don’t ever talk to me
You think this is part of the act, but please don’t come near me

[Outro]
Dude, get a load of this guy! He’s never heard of irony before! What a fucking loser dude!
Jimmy it’s past your bedtime
Dad no
It’s past your bedtime, get back to bed
I was just being ironic
I don’t care
No dad please
No, you’re being a piece of shit, take these spanks you little bitch
Daddy please, daddy please
Who do you think you are? who the fuck do you think you are? Talking to people on the internet like you’re some piece of shit, calling irony
I was just being ironic
Take these fucking spanks you dumbass kid. I should’ve never given birth to you, you piece of shit. Take that, I’m out of here son
I was being ironic
If I should even call you son
Daddy, have you ever heard of irony before?

I was just kidding, that crying was ironic, i wasn’t actually crying
What the fuck did you just say? You want me to come back here? Huh?
Nothing daddy
That’s what I fucking thought, go back to bed, it’s nine PM

DJ SpinKing – This Big (feat. 50 Cent, Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih) (For The Culture Mixtape) letras

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[Intro]
DJ SpinKing
Dolla $ign

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big
[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Give ’em long dick, I need a deep throat
Talking here while the heat throw
Shooting at her face like a free throw
Now girls want the freak show
I got that make you cum out of your body
Dick done got her 100 miles and running
Dick up in her, fucking up her stomach
Finger in her booty, I’ma thumb it
I’m up at Luv’s and I’m straight cashin’
When she throw it back I just hit it and I pass it
She on whatever I’m on, ain’t ask it
And when I get the pussy, gotta put it in the casket

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Go ‘head ask about me, she gon’ say I’m the shit
I pop pills and I fucked her, I bet she never forget
I caught her fresh out the shower
You know the pussy is power
And Bryson Tiller went off, I’ve been in that pussy an hour
Ay, these bitches fuck with me, wanna see ’em?
They’ve been all in my DM, nigga AM through the PM
Attract the bees with the honey
Get the hoes with the money
First the diamonds is blinking
Then the bitch get to thinking
I should fuck with a real nigga
Come up with a real nigga
Live it up with a real nigga
Grind till the paper all straight
Bag some up, sell some of the shit, weight, wait

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl take off them panties
I’m a grown man, understand me
Yeah, hit her with the long dick
She take it to the throat like a bong rip
Yeah, all the way down
You keep coming like K rounds
Ass up, face down
Go deep in the bitch, make her say owww
I be stroking
You niggas jacking off with lotion (ugh)
Niggas looking for a handout
Your bitch on the floor getting maxed out
Bam-bam-bow
Girl look back at it, how you like me now?
Smack you on the booty while you getting choked out
Hit it from the back with my fingers in your mouth, uh

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You only had a few niggas
You ain’t rachet like them other bitches
You ain’t got no kids
You say you’ve never had a dick this big
This big
Said she never had a dick this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a dick this big

[Outro: 50 Cent]
Come on
Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign, 50 Young Graveyard
Spin we up

Machine Gun Kelly & Mod Sun – Sublime letras

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[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]

(MOD SUN)
Man, Kellz, come ‘on, get off the bus, bro, lets go!
(MGK)
Bruhh, I’m tryin’ get chill and get high motherfucker

(MOD SUN)
Get high on the way bro! (laughs) You driving!

(MGK)
Ill catch ya’ll in a second

[MGK] Mad good vibes in this building!
[MOD SUN] Yea, that’s what’s up!

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
(Aye!)
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
I am my own employer, I be high off marijuana
Shit I might start my day off at the crack of 6:00 PM
And spend per diem on 24 hour breakfast, look
8 plates, and you can’t have a taste
Only bosses keep a bong inside they work place
I just wanna eat some mushies in the Mercedes
Trippin’ down Venice like a menace cause of earthquakes
I need a dentist because I chipped all of my teeth on the tour
Probably from all them nights of passing out on the floor
Took some acid in Minneapolis, that was with Mod
And got locked in the freezer I swear to God

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I go to sleep in the morning, and wake up when I wanna
My name is MOD SUN (What?), and I’m a fuckin’ stoner
What you doin’ with your life if you ain’t gettin’ high
(what you doin’)
I don’t buy from anybody, I am the supply (Bitch!)
Hair longer than ya girl, but I am the guy (Bitch!)
Smokin’ in the car, riding, bumpin’ “Do or Die” (Ah!)
I’m so fuckin’ high (WHAT?!)
Who the fuck am I? (Bitch you MOD SUN!)
Oh that’s fuckin’ right!
Man Kellz I told you, I said that’s fuckin’ right!

[MGK]
(laughs) Yea, aye MOD SUN, I got to come in too

[Hook: Machine Gun Kelly]
I be like, I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Hands up!)
Put those motherfuckin’ hands up high
(Nah, fuck that) I be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky, (Aye! Yeah, uh)
Everybody in this bitch get high, (Yeah I like that)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Whoa, Whoa!)
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high
(I be like, I be like)
Me and Mod be like
If you smokin’ put them J’s in the sky
Everybody in this bitch gettin’ high, (Aye Kellz [?])
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You hear this or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (What?!)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Aye, aye)
(Man, bring that shit man!)
(Uh, we be like) If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (You out there or what?)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (Ah!)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD in this bitch gettin’ high (I be like, I be like)
If you smokin’ with them J’s in the sky, (Aye, Aye)
Me and MOD everyday gettin’ high (Ahh!)
I be like, I be like x3
(laughs)

[Outro: Machine Gun Kelly & MOD SUN]
Grouch, you want something to drink?
Yup! Here!
(muffled) It’s like uhh, earthy …
Goin’, goin’ healthy sucks! (laughs)

DJ SpinKing Featuring 50 Cent, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign – This Big Lyrics

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(Intro)
DJ SpinKing
Dolla $ign

(Chorus – Ty Dolla $ign)
You only had a few ni**as
You ain’t rachet like them other bi**hes
You ain’t got a no kids
You say you’ve never had a d**k this big
A dick this big
Said she never had a d**k this big
You ain’t got no kids
And you never had a d**k this big

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Give ’em long d**k, I need a deep throat
Talking here while the heat throw
Shooting at her face like a free throw
Now girls want the freak show
I got that make you cum out of your body
Dick done got her 100 miles and running
Dick up in her, f**king up her stomach
Finger in her booty, I’ma thumb it
I’m up at Luv’s and I’m straight cashing
When she throw it back I just hit it and I pass it
She on whatever I’m on, ain’t ask it
And when I get the pussy, gotta put it in the casket

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 2 – 50 Cent)
Go head ask about me, she gon say I’m the s**t
I pop pills and I f**ked her, I bet she never forget
I caught her fresh out the shower
You know the pu**y is power
And Bryson Tiller went off, I’ve been in that pu**y an hour
Ay, these bi**hes f**k with me, wanna see em?
They’ve been all in my DM, ni**a AM through the PM
Attract the bees with the honey
Get the hoes with the money
First the diamonds is blinking
Then the bi**h get to thinking
I should f**k with a real ni**a
Come up with a real ni**a
Live it up with a real ni**a
Grind till the paper all straight
Bag some up, sell some of the s**t, weight, wait

(Verse 3 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Girl take off them panties
I’m a grown man, understand me
Yeah hit her with the long d**k
She take it to the throat like a bong rip
Yeah all the way down
You keep coming like K rounds
Ass up, face down
Go deep in the bi**h, make her say owww
I be stroking
You ni**as jacking off with lotion, ugh
Ni**as looking for a handout
Your bi**h on the floor getting maxed out
Bam-bam-bow
Girl look back at it, how you like me now?
Smack you on the booty while you getting choked out
Hit it from the back with my fingers in your mouth, uh

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)
Come on
Jeremih, Ty Dolla $ign, 50 Young Graveyard
Spin we up

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