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Gino Marley - Importing Lyrics and Video

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'Importing' Lyrics - Gino Marley
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(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party

I’m important
My money pouring, my bitch deported

(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party, to party
It’s a party, jump out of Porsches
Them porches, came a long way from playing corners
With toasters, use no holsters, they just warned us
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder

(Verse)
Money, lots of money, I’m balling
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder
From porches to driving Porsches, my wrist a fortune
Water, whip that shit, I get that cross the border
In Jordans, I meet my plug and then I meet his daughter
That’s Portia, she from Georgia but she in Florida
Numbers running low so come and hurry, place yo order
My trap house ain’t nothing in it but pot stoves and water
I’m focused, I’m for robbin and down for poking
We smokers, use no holsters, they just warned us
Bullets get to bouncing, niggas get hittin they phone in
Money been my motive every since I had a barber
Pull out, hop out, kill a nigga without a problem
You niggas is heartless and heartless
I’mma try regardless,
Trap house doing numbers, jump like Jordan
Regardless, bank rolls in my pocket, straight importin

(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party, to party
It’s a party, jump out of Porsches
Them porches, came a long way from playing corners
With toasters, use no holsters, they just warned us
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder

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Gino Marley - Importing



Gino Marley - Fallen Lyrics and Video (Ft. Fat Trel)

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(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in

(Verse)
My money steady callin and callin (it’s callin)
Amigo all on my line, he got me ballin (I’m ballin)
Foreign cars with kilos, out here stolen (no staling)
Pistols get the shoe, now you fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin like Rollies and Spalding
Ray has got me flushin down the toilets
Only want the top, that’s where I’m goin
Fuckin foreigns and foreigns while tourin
SD at er, first he said she borin
Young money, smell my shit, just growing and growing
It’s growing
SD at er, first he said she borin
Young money, smell my shit, just growing and growing
Squad

(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in

(Verse)
Well it’s papers and yo bitches in my bed in the morning
Yo girlfriend wanna fuck me cus she bored (she too bored)
Everywhere I go I’m so important
I’m ballin, I’m ballin, I’m Jordan
Pop up on top, I’m scorin
I can’t fuck yo bitch, she can’t afford me
My new bitch from Cali, California (and she foreign)
Hugo with that 30, I ain’t normal
Fuck a lot of thoughts, I was tourin
Slutty boy show, smoke a lot of dro
White bitches trippin, drinkin poppin, sniffin coke
Tote straps, every area and zip code, boy

(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in

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Chris Brown - Loyal Lyrics and Video

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Young Mula, baby

[Lil' Wayne]
I went to born last night
I know this hoes ain't right
But you was blown up a phone last night
But she ain't have a ring on, her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart?
When she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your inch?
When she rather have nine
You know how the game goes
She be mine, but I have time, I'm the shit, oh
N*gga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about her
Birdman, do you in this bitch, no flamingos
And not a day, everyday, but trust these hoes

[Chris Brown]
When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some freight tities
I took her to the bay with me
Eyes closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the rappers

When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it, right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no girl
All is funny in the air
I wanna see you dance

Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches

When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[French Montana]
What's a rock in the system?
Ain't no tell her what I fuck, well I dissed them
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase some, I re-play some
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain't loyal, they rotting
School me to the game, now I'm on a goody
Put it in the loader
She was riding in the hoot
Fuck that bitch
I got my own hoe
Fuck your wig
I got my own smoke
Had to put my ming back on
Tell that bitch
Put a ring back on
Montana

[Chris Brown]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet a houndred dollars she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you frontin'?
Baby show me something
You just spent your ring on it
And it's all for nothing

When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When I rich nigga want you
And your nigga can do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

These hoes ain't loyal

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Bombay Bicycle Club - It's Alright Now Lyrics and Video

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It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait

Let me be your fortress
One word then all of this
If I pushed it all to the back
Would you run home just like that?

If you're not there today
It's alright now, I can wait
We cannot think of the cost
Burnt up like the days we lost

If only you could see mine
Running out dry
Some of these feelings never died
I step onto your side
You never did see mine
Tell me, are you sleeping still tonight?

Is this the one, is this the one
Is this the place it all stems from
Where it had every right to become
Step away, step away, stay numb

‘Cause you weren't there today
It's alright now, I can wait
We cannot think of the cost
Burnt up like the days we lost

If only you could see mine
Running out dry
Some of these feelings never died
I step onto your side
You never did see mine
Tell me, are you sleeping still tonight?

It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
Made a plan to be someone
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
Mess it up when the moment comes
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait
Step away, step away, stay numb
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait

Made a plan to be someone
Mess it up when the moment comes
Step away, step away, stay numb
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait

Made a plan to be someone
Mess it up when the moment comes
Step away, step away, stay numb
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait

Made a plan to be someone
Mess it up when the moment comes
Step away, step away, stay numb
It's alright now, I don't wanna wait

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