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SZA - Moodring Lyrics and Video

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'Moodring' Lyrics - SZA
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Moodring, (moodring)
Moodring, (moodring)
It can be difficult but she’s still the same song
Feeling indifferent, I change if you say so

Moodring
I mistook the two of you
Moodring
What are you worried to do?

If you take a little bit
Pulling on the same rope
We fell right into it
I knew there was no hope

Moodring
I mistook the two of you
Moodring
What are you worried to do?

Moodring
Moodring
Moodring

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SZA - Moodring



DJ Infamous - Somethin Right Lyrics and Video (Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti)

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'Somethin Right' Lyrics - DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti
Here is Somethin Right Lyrics by DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

My nigga said “get money” so I did it
Gotta block that I don't talk about that shit expensive
Bitch I’m pimpin’ on the daily basis, gotta love it
Haters talk this shit, the gun get hot, I’m out in public
Fuck these haters and these hoes, nigga, that’s how I feel
Ain’t no restin’ with my goals, nigga, that shit for real
Bitch I’m fresher than grandmama’s biscuits, out the oven
MC Hammer, too legit to quit, they can’t touch me

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

This that old Gotti flow, ‘04, ten years ago
They were talking platinum plaques on records, I was talking blow
KRIT, what it is? What I live nigga, pistol packin’
Robbin’ everyday to pay the bills, shit real in the field
I tell it how it is, five for a hundred grand it up on a mil
Young nigga ill, going for the kill
Five million on a crib just shut down live
I’mma keep these niggas talkin’

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

Ballin’ out in my city, drop the top and I pop the doors
Tailor made my nigga, gotta catch a flight just to shop for clothes
This ain’t a game my nigga, although I’m winning on another level
Couldn’t dig it with a bulldozer remote control
I done it ho pimp shuffles like damn
Valet service like “man, who the artist?”
Valet incorporating these kind of blades you can barely park ‘em
Now straighten up, straighten up, straighten up, straighten up
These niggas shells, so I'll give em' hell
The very minute I’m waking up ‘cause

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

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DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti - Somethin Right

Wale - The Followers (Meek Mill Diss) Lyrics and Video

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'The Followers (Meek Mill Diss)' Lyrics - Wale
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Yeah, what’s it all for? Trust in no man, but give it up to my Lord
I might influence entire wars from maricons
There’s levels to this fellowship, you stuck on the same board
Truly provoking, shining new light through my zones
Get women open I shed new light, designing doors
Oh that’s swag, call me trash, who y'all’s source?
Cause y’all sheep, the way I see it you’re all lost
Look what I encompass while you lacking direction
Why would the guide lie to us, you’re looking fly Olympics
Anyone, Jordan, Johnson, Phelp shit
I can off-hand, hit you right with strong hand hits
In the zone little nigga doing small bowl rips
And my broad doing things only saw on flicks
Oh shit, I’m the man, ho
Dunk Lows, only those come Japan, ho
Money fold, women close got me paranoid
Only fair to lose your ear at wedding ceremonies
Either way they should be voided

Follow me, follow me or forget me, follow me (x3)
Follow me, follow me or forgive me, ‘cause y’all about to see

(The point is I intend to undertake this. And I'll do it with or without you. So if you're scared, if you haven't got the stomach for this, let's get it out right now! And I'll go on my own. If not, you can get on board and we can get to work! Now what's it going to be?)

But nigga is you crazy? They say I lost a step
Like the second wedding ring bearer somewhere in the orphanage is, do you blame me?
But the anger I express, providing messages, it’s now apparent you forced the kid
And you hate me, because you too lazy to decypher what I’m writing, and I say to it
“Oh, I never fall off I get my Bill John Wall on”
Bills fill up that Goyard, your bitch nickname is hold on
So called my jump off, she so far my call log
Y'all speak like y'all pack heat, y'all street fight like Balrog
En garde, en garde, yeah, touche
Life’s a lemon so why make it a Kool-Aid
Hold your bread, it’s not what you getting, but what you save
Hold your head like in a blizzard rockin’ a toupe
Move, Folarin probably coming through
Camera roll like Pornhub, closet look like Karmaloop
Oh Folarin probably letting off, M box like model cars, closet look like Bergdorf
Checks ain’t in stock, but I never fall to what rich niggas care about
Birds in my parent’s house, shot, fuck malaria
Back to the spot I still rock the rarest apparel, yah

Follow me, follow me or forget me, follow me (x3)
Follow me, follow me or forgive me, ‘cause y’all about to see

Nigga is you crazy?

Follow me, follow me or forget me, follow me (x3)
Follow me, follow me or forgive me, ‘cause y’all about to see

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Wale - The Followers (Meek Mill Diss)

Usher - She Came To Give It To You Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nicki Minaj)

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'She Came To Give It To You' Lyrics - Usher Ft. Nicki Minaj
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Say it ain't what you do cause
(Everybody knows what's up cause everybody wanna get next to me)
So if you knew what I knew
She'd be yours tonight
Yeah, baby

Imagine she can't get a getaway
Well she don't want nobody crowing the space
Huh, wouldn't that be weird? Oh yeah, ooh oh oh
She was up all night to get down
But she don't wanna be part of the crowd
Wouldn't that be weird? Oh yeah
I'm so confused
If you only knew
She came to to give it to you

Girl it ain't what you do
It's what you do tonight
And there ain't no shortcuts
In doing something right
If you knew what I knew
She'd be yours tonight
Just look around the club
'Cause you're here to have a good time

So many benefits to to being wild
Just be cool, enjoy the ride
'Cause all you really wanna do is,
Wouldn't that be weird? Ooh oh oh
Don't be stingy with it pass the J,
When I hit it this headache go away
Girl that's weird

I-I-I-I'm so confused
If you only knew
She came to to give it to you

Girl it ain't what you do
It's what you do tonight
And there ain't no shortcuts
In doing something right
If you knew what I knew
She'd be yours tonight
Just look around the club
'Cause you're here to have a good time

[Nicki Minaj:]
Yo,
He want the flirty girl, I'm the girly girl
You the one who get the worm its the early bird flow
Slicker than MJ, early curl
I got to clip these bitches like sterly sturl
I seen him in the club he could get the cub
I ain't talking about baseball g-g-get the club
Don't be like OJ and forget your glove
Tryina get faded, go and get the drug
F-f-Five plus five what they call that? Ten
Out in japan we be counting that, Zen
Ladies who you trying popping with? Men
No little boys in the circle of Usher
Got em under pressure
When your girl come through Nicki gon' crush her
And tell your man play the back like a spine
You only last 6 seconds like a vine

I-I-I-I'm so confused
If you only knew
She came to to give it to you

Girl it ain't what you do
It's what you do tonight
And there ain't no shortcuts
In doing something right
If you knew what I knew
She'd be yours tonight
Just look around the club
'Cause you're here to have a good time!

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Usher Ft. Nicki Minaj - She Came To Give It To You

Rico Love - Freak No More (Remix) Lyrics and Video

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She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She says she don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
Oh, I think she lying
Oh, oh, I think she lying

Hear they go acting all crazy, yo
Here they go talking but they don't know
I keep to myself 'cause they be shady, yo
Industry niggers, they'll hate on you, bitches, too
It's like their occupation
That's why she got her a reputation
But girl, you ain't done nothing to feel guilty about
I love when you be talking with that filthy mouth
Because grown people ain't got time to be worrying about you
All your bills are paid and your baby straight
You can do what you wanna do
But she says

She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She says she don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
Oh, I think she lying
Oh, oh, I think she lying

She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna be a freak no more
She don't wanna stay out all night
She don't wanna run the streets no more
And when she see me in the club she don't even wanna speak no more
Your knees don't get weak no more, you don't wanna skeet no more?
What's the occupation you chose? Dancer
So why you giving these hoes answers?
'Cause you don't owe no explanations
You blow smoke for recreation
I drink brown and you want white
It's like jungle fever on the best vacation
We might go over they head
While hold up both of your legs
Ain't tryina get you no stress
But I be missing your sex and she says

She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
She says she don't wanna be a FREAK NO MORE
Oh, I think she lying
Oh, oh, I think she lying

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Puff Daddy & Guy Gerber - My Heart Lyrics and Video

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'My Heart' Lyrics - Puff Daddy & Guy Gerber
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Sneak the sandals and beach with sand, booze
Weeks of gamble and the sheets are bamboo
Got me MISERY but my man telling me
Seen by the pool, coolest pink lemonade
Leather poncho plus the belts four yards
I'm so sharp, I could cut myself
Invite the morning, we could get it on
If not, I'm oh so cold like Omarion
Cold night CHILLS fall in your own nature
Hard to feel booze in, no mixture
Just some red that the feds won't discuss
Gold egg with your adventure
I'm in the cut so I'm in the truck
And you might wanna know who's in the phone book
I'm BUSY 'cause you know it's off the hook

THAT IT'S OFF THE HOOK

Oh, my lord, I'm scared
Oh, my lord, I'm scared
My lord, are you there?

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Puff Daddy & Guy Gerber - My Heart

Lil Durk - Lil Niggaz Lyrics and Video (Ft. Migos & Ca$h Out)

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'Lil Niggaz' Lyrics - Lil Durk Ft. Migos & Ca$h Out
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Yea, let's get it
Summer's mine!
You guys talk like big niggas
You niggas ain't done shit
Free my niggas
I .. till you with my squad
I'm .. of you .. with my squad

You look bad for a nigga, .. all sad for a nigga
40 ruby shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga, you ain't call get your ass lil nigga
You movin' fast for a nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad and that's your ass lil nigga

Your niggas wanna tweak with my niggas
I'mma dog on me, you my niggas
Twenty .., that ain't me lil nigga, location on and we can meet lil nigga
Watch them hold down the street with my niggas, my gang claimed three lil nigga
All this shit, that ain't me lil nigga, I .. every game with me lil nigga
One time, shooters that's four-nine
Put a murder on bro that's more time
Up mine, I'mma shoot thirty four time
Or nah, cook a brick or nah?
Niggas say he a street but I know he not
Lil nigga, lil nigga
Get money, get bigger
Them niggas ain't with ya'
Talk loud and get switched lil nigga
And we big niggas, and I lost a lot of shit, nigga (Let's get it)
Still .. at the kid lil nigga
Who you with lil nigga
Where you from? You can't flip lil niggas
And we the shit lil niggas
I'm gone and now they sick lil niggas
Anybody tic lil nigga
Where you from? You ain't from where I from lil nigga

You look bad for a nigga, .. all sad for a nigga
40 ruby shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga, you ain't call get your ass lil nigga
You movin' fast for a nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad and that's your ass lil nigga

You a lil nigga and I'm a big dog (huh?)
You can die quick, nigga, only one call
I'm at the top and I'm never gone fall
Hundred round, make it clap like applause
I pull up with Durk, hop out the vert (skrr, skrr)
(Braw Kraw!) six feet under the dirt
My diamonds is watery, you can come surf (water)
My plug is a alien not from this Earth
I had a dream like Mr. King (dream)
Geekin', I need some Visine (Get it)
Gettin' money, runnin' all in my jeans (money)
Back in the day used to serve all the fiends (back pimp ..)
Back then sip Activis, I need lean (drink)
Porsche Panoramic, 4G autos on the fee (panorama)
Young Rich Nigga, you ain't seen what I seen (no)
I used to trap mid as a team (I did)
You niggas be copyin' my swag, you a clone (copy)
Giuseppe steppin', ain't no phone (Giuseppe)
My bitch just landed here from Rome (bad)
Hop in the 'Rari, we gone (skrr, skrr)

You look bad for a nigga, .. all sad for a nigga
40 ruby shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga, you ain't call get your ass lil nigga
You movin' fast for a nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad and that's your ass lil nigga

You know I get money, I pull up in foreigns and drop out with shooters (drop out with shooters)
He talk about robbin', we lay in these yard and bust his medula (we bustin' his head)
A million a day, when I'm in the trap I feel like Frank Lucas (I'm feelin' like I'm)
I asked out the Rolexs, and stepped out the place, I only eat sushi
You know what I'm sippin', you know what I'm grippin' (you know what's on call)
I'm all on that, boss niggas got passes I know that they crippin' (you know what I'm crippin')
Give 'em the fork and give 'em the bowl, I know they ain't whippin' (I know they ain't in the pot
.. for .., I brought 'em to the trap and showed 'em my vision (and show 'em what's up)
My shooters no clubbin' (my shooters no clubbin')
My shooters straight thuggin' (straight thuggin' forreal)
Your shooters, they bluffin'
They go the feds and give 'em discussions (they give 'em discussions)
Whip it up, whip it up, baby I'm up in the bowl (I'm up in the bowl)
Back then, show money on your head, he dead on the stove (he dead on the stove)

You look bad for a nigga, .. all sad for a nigga
40 ruby shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga, you ain't call get your ass lil nigga
You movin' fast for a nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad and that's your ass lil nigga

None of my niggas is innocent (nah)
None of my niggas is witness (whoo)
I pull up, unload it, extensions
Walk in the trap and see pigeons (trees)
Birds (birds)
Migos, Lil Durk, Cash Out on the curb (curb)
Skippa Da Flippa itching for body, give him the word (Flippa)
Bet you won't bust a move
All my niggas got choppers, they'll damage you (damage you, damamge you)
Bet you won't bust a move
Have a nigga floatin' in the Chattahoochee river, fool
She cook it so fancy (whip, whip)
You niggas can't stand it (ha)
When I whip it, the Jays they love it
I'm cooking a brick and they call me McLuvin' (McLuvin')
Trap or die nigga, no Jesus, corporate thuggin' (corporate thuggin' nigga)
All of my niggas got gas and dirty sticks all out in public (damn)
My cup is so dirty, I'm drinkin' on Ruxman (lean, lean, Durk)
You niggas is soft, lookin' like Telletub-man

You look bad for a nigga, .. all sad for a nigga
40 ruby shooters, gave all that I had for a nigga
Where you from, what's your past lil nigga?
And you broke and you mad lil nigga?
Fuck a price what the tag lil nigga?
My shooters on deck playin' tag lil nigga
You can't get a pass lil nigga, you ain't call get your ass lil nigga
You movin' fast for a nigga
You tweak with the squad, that's your ass lil nigga
Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga
Tweak with my squad and that's your ass lil nigga

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HAIM - My Song 5 (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. A$AP Ferg)

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'My Song 5 (Remix)' Lyrics - HAIM Ft. A$AP Ferg
Here is My Song 5 (Remix) Lyrics by HAIM Ft. A$AP Ferg

Talk to me nice or don’t talk to me

I found it hard, tried to reserve
I’ll get it right when I am hurt
(Hot for me)
Romance is on
(Hot for me)
To her he’ll go
(Hot for me)
But I’ll be fine
(Hot for me)
‘Cause I know

He’s in her heart, on the floor thinkin' that I’ll never know
I’ll be up going through crazy shit I did for you
In my mind, in my head seein' all the words I’ve said
Honey, honey I am never coming home again

I’ve been lied to
So what’s the truth?
No I'm not gonna hide it all, keeping it all from you
I’ve been dying to know what you tried
You’ve been lying so
Honey, I’m not your honey pie

Can you handle the truth? I don’t think you can
Jealous ‘cause I’m working with this female band
She wanna, consume the world and get all females banned
Always talk about marriage, I don’t see those plans
And yes, I cheated once and so did you
You let your girl [clean] like a bowl of soup
And how you thinking in clue it’s the master bruce
Two girls in the nude I couldn’t wait to intrude
I couldn’t wait to [clean] with both of you two
You probably been scared I wasn’t noticing you
Scared I’d be occupied with your friend, my nose in the [clean]
But, we ain't play that game cause we know you probably would lose
Honey pie, don’t front like you goodie-two-shoes
You ain’t got no money, how’d you get those shoes?
I put the clothes on your back, this the thanks I get?
Is this April? This must be a prank of some shit

He’s in her heart, on the floor thinkin' that I’ll never know
I’ll be up going through crazy shit I did for you
In my mind, in my head seein' all the words I’ve said
Honey, honey I am never coming home again

I’ve been lied to
So what’s the truth?
No I'm not gonna hide it all, keeping it all from you
I’ve been dying to know what you tried
You’ve been lying so
Honey, I’m not your honey pie

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HAIM Ft. A$AP Ferg - My Song 5 (Remix)

Common - Diamonds Lyrics and Video (Ft. Big Sean)

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(Oh) Walk up in the thing, got my campaign poppin’
Champagne poppin’, bad thing poppin’
Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin’ (no)
Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin’
Campaign poppin’, champagne poppin’

I wrote this on my born day, it was a warm day
Niggas gotta eat, we gon’ do it gourmet
I’m hearing fuckin’ voices, like when porn play
Stay, stay on your grind like foreplay
What more can I say? Diamonds are for the day
That means to shine, you find a way
Stayed on porches, backyards, and gainways
Learned strange ways between .. and Langley
Champagne ambitions, I pour it out for my man who made his transition
Was about paper, pussy, Prada, ego, born to fly, call me the bald eagle
Open shows at the Regal for Daddy Kane and Eazy-E though
Boys in the hood is hard like kilos of heroin, the hero that came from zero
My bars and my PR like Puerto Rico, this bra from the DR said I was frío
That’s Ice Cold like Dre, triple three yo, pino noir style, better with time
I’m gambling with watches getting better with time
So I’mma ride this out for long as God allow me
They say “time is money”, forever is my salary
I shine tomorrow with what I do today
Yo, get this money, put the diamonds on display

(Oh) Walk up in the thing and got my campaign poppin’
Champagne poppin’, bad thing poppin’
Headed to the door, and ain’t a damn thing knockin’ (no)
Walk up in the thing and everybody with me mobbin’
Campaign poppin’, champagne poppin’
Hit you with the street sweeper now you gotta get to moppin’ (no)

Ay, ay, ay , ay , ay, ay, ay, ay
Tryna get it every way, every day
Tryna get it every way, every day
Tryna get it every way, every day

Bars in alignment, stars in alignment
.. of consignment, God’s in the diamonds
Evolve from the science, power and refinement
Read between the lines, hard to define us
Niggas that’s behind us, throwing up signs to signify us
In the benz leaning like we biased, I seen lead fly by us, that shit scary
You can go cold and blow everything you have in a flash
The moment is to live it like your last, moments that we have never living in the last
My time, man, precious like diamonds, look through the glass, see what I magnify man
I’mma be shining ‘til I die man, I’mma rare diamond that’s hard to find man
Climbing to the mountain top, MLK day, to the streets I speak my piece like an A.K
47 to 87 to the hundreds, jewels I could run it for the hunted and the blunted
Dreams reflect clarity, ain’t no disparity between peace and prosperity, so marry me diamond

Reminiscing when I had everything on layaway
I’m rolling with me and my partner like it was Training Day
Way before the ballin’ that was back off in the training days
I used to hit the barber chair and say “I need that fadeaway”
Had a crush on what’s her name, the feelings never fade away
Older brother gang bang, banging like an 808
Said you can’t take his chain away, real play you can’t take his game away
Slang away, walk up in this thing like a real Rockefeller
But you can’t take my dame away, devil in a red dress
But she got that angel face, I could teach her how to get it day to day to day to day
The G code is my combination
Catch me off in the bank thumbing through all kinds of faces
Catch me in court, beating all kinds of cases
Weed, money, pussy, liquor, that’s my favorite combination, diamonds

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Rich Homie Quan - I Got It Lyrics and Video (Ft. Young Thug)

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'I Got It' Lyrics - Rich Homie Quan Ft. Young Thug
Here is I Got It Lyrics by Rich Homie Quan Ft. Young Thug

What you got on is a clue, ooh
I had to compliment you on that dress girl
I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh
I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl
Yea, I got what you want, I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want
I got what you want, I got what you want
I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want

You be my star at that noon and we gone finish at sunup
I can't fuck you in my room but the hotel be funner
My .. with a broom and get married by the summer
I mean her mouth like a spoon, ..
I show my ass like baboons, I'm the king of the jungle
Them niggas cracking on you but when I ask 'em they mumble
Cause I fuck with you just like you fuck with me
You know, I got this dying love for you, you got for me
I go beyond .. for you
When broke, not fun, girl I treasure you
And I know, cause I'm Quan, Rich Homie baby forever
And I'm licking love letters for letters, Thug tell 'em

What you got on is a clue, ooh
I had to compliment you on that dress girl
I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh
I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl
Yea, I got what you want, I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want
I got what you want, I got what you want
I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want

Okay, I got what you want, what you want you know I got it
I heard you startin' a clothing line, no police but I'm gone cop it
Me and Rich Homie Quan got 'em in line, They just wanna know when we droppin'
.. eat your little pizza up, no toppin
Spend 100 on my time bro
And I'm .. that .. bro
And we shootin' everything up around my town bro
Why the fuck is you lyin' for, I know you seein' the ...
I'm gone smash off your diva
Titty bitch wear a c-cup, but I'm a true Blood so it's a b-cup
I ain't talkin' bout no shoes in the air but .. re-up
Ooh, ooh, no school, no rules

What you got on is a clue, ooh
I had to compliment you on that dress girl
I gone smash off in that coupe, ooh
I just left the dealership, no need to flex girl
Yea, I got what you want, I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want
I got what you want, I got what you want
I got what you want
I got it
I got what you want

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Rich Homie Quan Ft. Young Thug - I Got It

B.o.B - Swing My Way Lyrics and Video (Ft. Sevyn Streeter)

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'Swing My Way' Lyrics - B.o.B Ft. Sevyn Streeter
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Shawty swing it my way
What you waiting for baby?
Are you gonna take it?
Won’t you please swing it my way
Shawty swing it my way

I was out on the town, whipping and swinging
Got my head on a swivel ‘cause niggas be scheming
I had just got off the phone, my partner told me “be easy”
It ain’t got no definition, we just all know the meanings
I pull up to the spot, told the valet to leave it
Runned into a little cutie she look like Jennifer Freeman
A couple feet to my right, i could see she was speaking
I couldn’t hear what she was saying ‘cause the DJ was screaming

So I walked over to her slowly, she don’t smoke and she don’t drink
Well you gon’ fail your drug test ‘cause all I got is dope D
I know you don’t know me, but you could be my only
She whispered in my ear and this is what she told me

Shawty swing it my way
What you waiting for baby?
Are you gonna take it?
Won’t you please swing it my way
Shawty swing it my way
If you’re feeling how I’m feeling then probably
There’s a million ways that we can get it started
I’m feeling so naughty
Swing it my way shawty

They say it’s better to give than it is to receive it
That’s why I give her all I got, my bad for overachieving
Get your ass out them secrets from Victoria’s Secret
Back and forth with those lips, now that’s a verbal agreement
You say your man out of season, he probably cheating
That booty the dumbest, but that head is a genius
You could check out the stroll, you swear I was skiing
Fell asleep in that pussy, woke up, thought I was still dreaming

But then she pull me close and cozy, she don’t smoke and she don’t drink
Well you gon’ fail your drug test ‘cause all I got is dope D
I know you don’t know me, but you could be my only
She whispered in my ear and this is what she told me

Shawty swing it my way
What you waiting for baby?
Are you gonna take it?
Won’t you please swing it my way
Shawty swing it my way
If you’re feeling how I’m feeling then probably
There’s a million ways that we can get it started
I’m feeling so naughty
Swing it my way shawty

You looking good shawty, good, sure enough, good enough for me (x4)
So bring it over to me

I’ll love you right, all day and night
Everything that you want, boy already know
So you gonna see, how good it can be, come home with me. oooh
I been watching you from across the room
I wanna know your name, won’t you swing my way?
Shawty come my way, swing my way
Oooh, swing my way, swing my way
Swing my way, shawty, oooh

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B.o.B Ft. Sevyn Streeter - Swing My Way

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