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Future & FreeBand Gang - Sack Lyrics and Video

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'Sack' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack

(Verse)
I said you fuck a nigga, you fuck a nigga
Up and down nigga, better run nigga
Better duck nigga when them hammers bust nigga
Youngins on that swerving shit and low pullin triggers
Fuck who over there, it’s shooters over here
Them choppas getting to flyin better move from over there
No shootin in the air, we’re aimin at yo head
Sushi in yo dome, til pussy ass dead
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
You ain’t dope, holding 30, do a nigga dirty
The youngins got my back nigga, I ain’t never worried nah
I say turn up turn up turn up turn up
Turn up turn up turn up turn up
You been the runner, run up run up run up
Turn up turn up turn up turn up
Boy I live in that gutter gutter gutter gutter
Pull a nigga in all that wuddup

(Hook)
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack
I said bitch I got that sack, bitch I got that sack
And I told that strapped nigga better backpack

I said bitch I got that stack, bitch I got that stack
Bitch I got that stack ‘cus I won’t run with that sack
I said bitch I got that stack, bitch I got that stack
Bitch I got that stack ‘cus I won’t run with that sack

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Future & FreeBand Gang - Automatic Lyrics and Video

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'Automatic' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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Automatic swag, got a automatic whip (let’s go)
Automatic flexin, how you do that? I got bills (I got bills)
Young Scooter, I got automatic clientele (automatic clientele)
2000 pounds of swag, one day that’s automatic

Automatic money man, my shit don’t got pressure
You know around my wrist automatic VVS’s
Deuce in the pot, that’s an automatic force
Foreign pulling up, black amigo here we go, let’s go
Stupid all 6’s, on the coupe sit low
55 the speed limit, we’re going 124
I’m automatic smashing, jigging cabin pulling on
Black amigo gang, yeah my campaign strong.

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Future & FreeBand Gang - No Favors Lyrics and Video

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'No Favors' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

(Verse)
Purple with my trap niggas, New Mexico on the map nigga
No skinny jeans I’m a fat nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
I’m from the city but I’m a cap nigga
One time for my cap niggas
Big pimp, is there a count nigga?
So scream is on so I’m strapped nigga
I take the Bouton and my Louis Vuitton
8 air and that’s a homerun
I’m startin today with my long journey
I’m in the kick, I’m cookin Long John
I got a bitch and she on one
That new Porsche I own one
I hitman my homeboy
Free bands! We on boy
I ain’t need this shit, I own boy
Trigger finger’s itchin
So you better watch your tone boy
Pussy draws on 2 legs
Then get you high pitched like a song boy
Fuck you and yo homeboy
Fuck your favors for a song boy

(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

(Verse)
Heard stories bout y’all rap niggas
Damn right it’s gon catch niggas
Been here, mill set nigga
I ain’t even gotta rap nigga
I can get a mill packed, turn the studio into my trap nigga
Damn right I’m strapped nigga,
You don’t wanna be that nigga
Getting bags of money, call the truck
For one girl it’s enough
She got an apple bottle call it mac
I should’ve not used your rack
And I don’t fuck with no raps
Not a snitch nigga, none these regular bitches
Not allowed in the truck
I’m getting truck loads in, million dollar caps
All the money mine, that’s a million dollar left
And I’m takin pictures, I already know
Rap callin fo but I ain’t gotta know

(Hook)
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio for my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
You take the Benz and run laps nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
No favors for these rap niggas
Studio with my trap niggas
Million dollars on the cap nigga
Take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga
We take the Benz and run laps nigga

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Future & FreeBand Gang - A1FBG Lyrics and Video

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(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
Wrapping up a diamond brick, wrapping up a dollar bill
Take all the jewels off, take all your jewels off
This a robbery, no man, I’m a street nigga, I want you know it’s me
You a pussy, you football went to college, so I’ma take your brick
Pulled off the Rari, run around the corner
And I hit another lick
FreeBand, killing it, and we known for taking bricks

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
That big Hummer truck, and that camouflage green
Got them bands wrapped up in the camouflage T
Put a bit of poof on the J jay, put a fork in the liter
Man get geeked up, I got crusts on the table
Nah I ain’t talking bout jewelry, now I’m talking bout yo mollies
Young niggas getting money, behind Rarris and Bugattis

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

(Verse)
Bought a California Rarri for my California plug
Rich goes for 40 but we getting fucked up
That 20 grand profit, bout take your bitch on it
Put wings on my coupe, put wings on my rarri
I put wings on a nigga, if a nigga try to rob me
On a round drawn, on the bottom of the cargo

(Hook)
Ferrari you ain’t seen, and the camouflage green
Ran up on the plug, I buy Porsches for the team
Now everywhere we go, we bring them choppas with the beams
Got a bad bitch who follow, mixin molly with the lean
She stay geeked up, and that pussy wet as fuck
I let the pussy drop, them 40’s fuck em up
We done hit so many licks, the city know we up
A1FBG, we don’t give a fuck

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Future & FreeBand Gang - Hands On U Lyrics and Video

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(Intro)
Designer clothes, foreign hoes
The best smoke is real black hippie shit, man
Niggas love it when you broke the knob
Shout outmy brother Future
My brother Esco!
When I put my hands on you!
This shit for the ladies, spills nigga!
When I put my hands on you, uh, uh!

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!
When I put my hands on

(Verse)
I’m a real nigga, with real feelings
I’m a rock star! (Future in this!)
Yeah, yeah and I just wanna show you affection
(Yeah I just wanna show you affection!)
(Like check this out) This party time like when
When the party on me (how we do?)
We can wind it down, you got some things on your mind
You wanna talk about it, talk it over
I wanna listen to everything that you have to say!
You make me feel sometimes great!

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!

(Verse)
When I put my hands on you, you, you
I’mma catch you when you take off on your shows
I’mma show you just how cool I really am
You’re not my homie, you’re my friend, you’re really like my fam!
You have a way to bring out the passion in me!
And girl, I’m in love with your personality!
When I look at you, I stare at a masterpiece
And I’d know what to do with you if you were lying next to me.

(Hook)
When I put my hands on you
I’ma hold your close and I’ll make you feel like you’re safe!
(I’mma hold you close!)
When I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma caress you from your legs, your waist and go to your fingertips
Hey, when I put my hands on you
(When I put my hands on you)
I’mma touch you and make you come closer, you come by my way
(You come by my way!)
When I put my hands on you
(Aye when I put my hands on you)
I wanna feel everything you got to give me, girl, OK!
When I put my hands on

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Future & FreeBand Gang - See You At The Top Lyrics and Video

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(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

(Verse)
Gaining my weight back, 25 bricks – I take that
And the kids you like Benny Crocker
Cooking chocolate – I bake that
Thousand hundred – I break that
Million dollars – I make that
Got the yellow bone with the piggy stone
Got it going on, I slay that
Suck my dick and I lay back
Drop the beat and I lay track
Rolling horses like race track
Water hard is like break track
Watch my back while I count stacks
Bury him alive in the pit where the snakes at
I know better to text a nigga 'cause I know they trace that
Please don't say my name and my number many race that
Four hundred years more and to have to had to face that
Like the cool wind from Chicago got his face crack,
Shot the pig in the leg, and the back where his mace at

(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

(Verse)
All I see is stars and superstars, models and bottle bars
Got to full car garage so I can park my exotic cars,
You’re gonna live large, got hoes on the boulevard,
This is the result of a young nigga working hard,
Give bricks on my face card, a sack of my wage hard
Formula 1, don't make me pull out my race cards
Like feeling you’re young, you see me I like to taste bars
My niggas being thirsty they like to date broads
Things that should be easy baby mama she make it hard
God bless I was son, but sometimes I hate the bar
Bitch get out of my life, jealous 'cause all of my ice
Trying to keep my son out my life, you know that ain’t right

(Hook)
They comin' in on boats, leavin' eye on yard
Hope them shooters don't blap
Try to take what I got
I'll see you at the top top top
I'll see you at the top top top
Cold, coming in on bails, breaking down to the blocks
Take my bitch shop, started from the bottom
But I’ll see you at the top, top top
I’ll see you at the top top top

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Future & FreeBand Gang - Brain On Drugz Lyrics and Video

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'Brain On Drugz' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
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(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got parents, they abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

(Verse)
I’m smuggling herb, I stuff me on swisha
I like the tree, every day round here getting crystals
I’m clouding my thoughts, my words come and knocked over
And I’m always high, that’s what I got lopes for
I’m on a real strong pay, that California OG
I’m smoking blunt after blunt like Snoop DOGG
It’s fun to keep it lowkey
When you smell like an OP
I wake up every single morning twisting up me some green

(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got that if they’re abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

(Bridge)
I sip codeine
Xanax, Xany
Come fly with me (Michael Jordan)
Can you handle it? Handle it
Antoine, you can’t even talk
That’s Pluto, that’s Pluto
Turn it up up in the Mazy world
If you ain’t been a succession don’t know
I need some kush

(Hook)
Let me inhale the grunge smoke
I can’t lie, I’m addicted to the dope
(My brain on drugz)
I fucked around and took a prescription pill
Aks my ex how I fell
(My brain on drugz)
Sip, sip, sip, sip, cup after cup
I can’t get over it
(My brain on drugz)
And it’s sad to say
(Sad to say)
All the kids got that if they’re abandoned
(My brain on drugz)

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Future & FreeBand Gang - Preach To Them Lyrics and Video

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(Intro)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like Meech and M

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

(Verse)
First off, I'm big Mcclaren cousy
Moment of silence, free my nigga Boosie
Big boy flexin hoes hoppin out my doolie
Put them 4G's on and like to slide when I'm moving
OG double fuck boys I've been through it
This for all my niggas foolish still riding with the toolie, the heat
All my niggas out there, this ain't think no fucking movie
I done earned all these stripes like a motherfucking cougie
I rock beamer I rock rarri at the same damn time
Moving mollies, moving zans in the same damn line
Fuck your wife, fuck your bitch, at the same damn time
Me my nigga Meech nigga got the same damn grind
Mix the mollies with the lean, I done turned them up a notch
Pump the rarri, take the roddy, boss behind me don't stop
I'm the ghetto Diddy Jackson, way I'm preaching to these blocks
Confess my sins to the hood, man this street Messiah on pop

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

(Verse)
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them, niggas and money, you better speak to them
Like chonga’s eyes, they all surprised,
Should’ve signed with them jay I'ma sign with jive
Should’ve sign with 3, should’ve sign with 5, a little truth niggas hell in liars
You niggas on, you better pay your ties
Choppin her, you ain't baptized
Preaching through the street, I'm balling like a Meech
I made myself a boss from my salvation in these streets
Made this money state to state, I left my heart in Tennessee
Self-made money motivator, bitch up OJD

(Hook)
Got 2 chains sayin like did and m,
Dirty money like Diddy them
Travel dimes like jeezing them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like PJ I preach to them, Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
I preach to them
Like Diddy Jay I preach to them
My team strong like Meech and M
Like, like Meech and M

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Kristinia DeBarge - Flashbacks Lyrics and Video

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It was summer we can feel in the air
Seasons of color and the girls don’t have the wavy hair
Tryin to score ..for the weekend, yeah
Give me something, something I cannot forget
I’m so tired of the same old parties get late
They all so dumb and they get at line all the time

Chorus:
But babe you called me
Suddenly my world got crazy
Who you’re touching, electrify me
You’re turning me on, you’re turning me on.
Me like wish the flashbacks, flashback come on
Tell me how you did that, did that you know
You used to give me flashbacks, flashbacks,
You’re turning me on

We we’re cooling, bomb ..on the beach
Never knew that I would ever see this part of me
..when the risk is mine do you feel it?

Chorus:
And baby then you called me
Suddenly my world got crazy
Who you’re touching, electrify me
You’re turning me on, you’re turning me on
Me like wish the flashbacks, flashback come on
Tell me how you did that, did that you know
You used to give me flashbacks, flashbacks,
You’re turning me on

I am so high, higher higher
I am so high all alone
And I just can’t get enough.

[Chorus;]

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Kristinia DeBarge - Call U My Own Lyrics and Video

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What is gonna take, to get you next to me
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own

Do you have the time to talk?
There’s something I gotta say
It’s been weighting on my heart
And it won’t go away
Oh no, don’t know if I can keep inside for long
I’m giving myself away
Why should I, live another day without you
Can’t deny, the way you give me butterflies
Remember that day, you passed right by me
Cracked a smile then you called me cutie
Oho, oho, and now I can’t forget you

What is gonna take, to get you next to me
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own
Could be into me, like I am into you
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own

Got excited when you called, you said you’d be here
So I put my red dress on, I can hardly wait for you
To show up at my doorsteps
So I love the blue, man you turn me on

Why should I, live another day without you
Can’t deny, the way you give me butterflies
Remember that day, you passed right by me
Cracked a smile then you called me cutie
Oho, oho, and now I can’t forget you

What is gonna take, to get you next to me
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own
Could be into me, like I am into you
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own

This could be so perfect, this could be so real
Go all the way, I’ll wait for you, I’ll wait for you until
You’ll tell me that you need me, you want me by your side
Cause you’re the kind of guy I dreamed about my whole life

What is gonna take, to get you next to me
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own
Could be into me, like I am into you
Tell me it’s not too late, to call you my own.

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