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Future - Rockstar Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nicki Minaj)

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'Rockstar' Lyrics - Future Ft. Nicki Minaj
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All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we're stuck back in the 80's
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

Uh, how I'ma come on it? I just come on it
Another bitch, why would you put a bum on it?
Special Olympics, I'ma go dumb on it
No bike tricks but I'ma stunt on it
A nigga talk slick, I'ma gets done on it
A phone call might get a big gun on me
Who was on it?
Ain't a bitch in the game
That'll do what I does on it
Be clear, cover Marie Claire
Million dollar show in India, she's there
My own drink, moscato Myx now
They seen Freaks so it's pasties on they tits now
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my wrist
Cuban link up, queue the Brinks truck
If I was a nigga I'd be getting my dick sucked
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my wrist
Ask Jason the jeweler, I'm cold
Simon on my wrist
Centerfold, pussy's fatter than most
They gotta send a M if she leaving the coast
My bitches rock and go
Yeah we was born in the 80's
Chanel Versace ho's at the Mirage out in Vegas
Let's get it

All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we're stuck back in the 80's
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

Hey, hey cordless money
I was done rocking my chains
I'm taking all my bitches
They say they takin' the blame
Don't love one more than the other
I love 'em all the same, I love em all the same
I'm tycoon status
I keep my hoes all in practice
Got money in the attic making million dollar deposits
See I'm a Fetti savage
I get paper on paper
100 million carats, might give an M on a favor
That's a real nigga, bitch love a nigga like me
She hate that dog food
That bitch is worser than me
Hey can you come for this money?
Can you come for this dough?
Can you take off these diamonds
That's hanging all on my rope?
I'm sophisticated, bitch she know I'm so bougie
Shoulda join a team, thinking of rolling the movies
Oh you like ball players?
Ho you know I be ballin'
I'm jumping out the gym
I'm 'bout to fuck on some M's, yeah

All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
My niggas rocking gold
Like we're stuck back in the 80's
I seen my first M and damn near went crazy
I went and bought a Ghost
And tried to crash a Mercedes
I fucked this nigga ho and
Almost made her my lady, hey
All my ice and all my trees
All my bitches in love with me
Rockstar life is the life we lead
Surrounded by a bunch of stars

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Future Ft. Nicki Minaj - Rockstar



B.o.B - Drunk AF Lyrics and Video (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

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'Drunk AF' Lyrics - B.o.B Ft. Ty Dolla $ign
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Yeah yeah
I’m drunk as fuck, bitch hold me close, yeah yeah
I pull up, she catch the holy ghost, yeah yeah
I’m too dope, bitch overdose, yeah yeah
See I’m the one she want, do the most, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

See I pull up so fucking player
They want to see [?], bitch is putting twist in my hair
If I had it, yeah, yeah yeah
Smoke it up till it ain’t none left
Got rachet hoes to my right, got freak hoes to my left
Like yeah, it’s mega pain in this bitch
It don’t get much more Decatur than this
More Decatur than this, bet you can’t get much more faded than this
Seventeen minutes ago, she took a dose
Now that the feelings arrived, now we both in the zone
We feeling the vibe

Yeah yeah
I’m drunk as fuck, bitch hold me close, yeah yeah
I pull up, she catch the holy ghost, yeah yeah
I’m too dope, bitch overdose, yeah yeah
See I’m the one she want, do the most, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Right here, right here
20 bottles over here
Fireworks right here
Right here, right here
Watch your girl over here
Young player right here
Right here, right here
Got the whole club looking, tryna get right here
Right here, right here
Right here, right here

Pull up to the club on Forgi’s, with a bad bitch and my homies
Hop out feeling like an OG, got my screw face on like emojis
Walk in the bitch, I’m creasing, hundred bottles every weekend
After the club we freaking, my girl like girls, Latifah
All up in the club smoking weed, fuck security
Girl better turn back off them lights, in here 20 deep
Sipping Hennessey, give a fuck if we wrong or right
Tell a nigga hold that, hundred dollar tip, I can blow that
This your girlfriend, she gon blow that
Wipe it off on her like a doormat
All my niggas, all my niggas little bitches fuck
All my bitches, all my bitches for sure gon fuck
We ain’t cuffing hoes, we pass em
She need a ride, I call a taxi
Do I give a fuck, just ask me
Said no, and started laughing

Yeah yeah
I’m drunk as fuck, bitch hold me close, yeah yeah
I pull up, she catch the holy ghost, yeah yeah
I’m too dope, bitch overdose, yeah yeah
See I’m the one she want, do the most, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Right here, right here
20 bottles over here
Fireworks right here
Right here, right here
Watch your girl over here
Young player right here
Right here, right here
Got the whole club looking, tryna get right here
Right here, right here
Right here, right here

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B.o.B Ft. Ty Dolla $ign - Drunk AF

Elle Varner - Don't Wanna Dance Lyrics and Video (Ft. A$AP Ferg)

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'Don't Wanna Dance' Lyrics - Elle Varner Ft. A$AP Ferg
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If it ain't my heart gettin' stepped on it's my feet
Ice cold as the champagne Charmaine keeps spilling on me
DJ playing all these love songs like I really need that
And I'm about to get so messed up like I really need that
Someone remind me, is this a party?

Cause I've been here too much, too long
I don't really wanna dance and I hate most of these songs
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance, shoulda stayed my ass at home

I'm sittin' on this couch and my cellphone checking your name
Driving myself bat-shit crazy, going insane
Though there's a lot of fine boys in here, still thinkin' about you
I should try to pretend I'm happy for a minute or two
They playing Weezy, is this a party or what?

Cause I've been here too much, too long
I don't really wanna dance and I hate most of these songs
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance, shoulda stayed my ass at home

See, I told your ass not to go to that damn party
You don't listen, now you singing this damn sorry song
We coulda stayed home and watched Martin
Bruh Man from the 5th floor with the milk of carton
Comin' through your window, we pillow talkin' util the morning
Hit the studio, making love, (?) and let you recorded
Put it on your album, that shit'll be so retarded
Damn your pretty body I just wanna polaroid it
Blow it up, put it on my wall so we can both enjoy it
Taking it down if my friends come over so they don't focus on it
Cause I'm selfish with my baby, never felt this from a lady
Got me going crazy, all them clubs janky
And you need to come back home to me
Giving your body a massage with the cozy feet
New perfume, earlobes are sweet
Forget them ghetto ass clubs with the phony VIPs

Cause I've been here too much, too long
I don't really wanna dance and I hate most of these songs
Plus my feet are killing me
I don't really wanna dance, shoulda stayed my ass at home

Just stayed my ass at home
I know I shoulda stayed my ass at home
But my girls kept calling me
Like Elle you gotta get your ass outta the house for a minute
No I really wasn't with with it
I came to this shit anyway, what can I say?

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Elle Varner Ft. A$AP Ferg - Don

CyHi The Prynce - Studio (Remix) Lyrics and Video

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I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
But this song so fuckin' dope, girl, it's harder not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby

Throw your A's up, peace down, I-20, eastbound
All I smoke is loud, if we talkin' 'bout how my trees sound
Darris pull the track up, TEC gon' lay the beat down
I was on my groove 'til Molly said "Let's eat now"
Last week I ran game on her, girl who had a frame on her
I gave her my number, she don't call? Shame on her
Plus she ain't have no ring on her, my partner said
"CyHi, you got some weed? Cause you always got some stankonia"
That's when I got that call, like somebody tryna pull a prank on yah
She's like "I wanna smoke, but all I got is some bad purp"
This the chick from last week, I guess I'm not a bad flirt
Meet me outside of Patchwork, but I gotta stop by Zack's first
Shawty wanna fuck Mr. Never-Had-A-Wack verse
Say she passin' Leather Street, cruisin' like Penelope
Sound like my favorite melody, fidelity, no jealousy
So if you keep it cool, we as smooth as Raphael Saadiq
This what I tell a freak

I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby
But this song so fuckin' dope, girl, it's harder not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sittin' in the studio just tryna get to you, baby

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Juicy J - 0 To 100 (Remix) Lyrics and Video

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Rich nigga and I keep gunnas on my side
Niggas talk, hoes talk, but money don't lie
If you ain't heard, ain't another nigga triller
More Ace of Spades than a blackjack dealer
All in the club with Hollywood's finest
I'm bout to take Katy Perry to King of Diamonds
Ballin', ballin', pretty bitches jocking
If I sign her titties, she going to put it up for auction
Everywhere I go, they roll out the red carpet
I been sipping lean out of solid gold faucets
Respect the game, young nigga
Hating me ain't gonna make you no change, young nigga
Three bourgeoisie bitches and my Phantom outside
I leave it in park, cause they just want a ride
They just want to ride Juicy J like Six Flags
Then I kick them out so fast, they get whip lash

Brought my homeboys out the hood with me
Now a nigga sell dope records to make drug money
Shout out to the niggas that got love for me
Asian girl fainted as soon as she got a hug from me
Tokyo, that's a long way from North Memphis
Making too much money to be in yall's business
Making moves, chase the money till we all get it
And my pockets so deep, you can fall in them
Started from the bottom, my nigga
Six people, two bedroom apartment, my nigga
Now we pay cash for it all, fuck a lease
Still trying to get in touch with my homie Big Triece
Back-to-back Bentleys, foreign car fleet
NBA playoffs, we ball all week
I don't even hate the niggas hating on me
When their albums come out, I still buy their CDs
And that's real

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Young Thug - 1017 Lifestyle Lyrics and Video

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Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along
John Dillin-

I'm living that YSL lifestyle
We living that 1017 lifestyle
We living that rich nigga shit lifestyle
We living that fly shit only lifestyle
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie
John Dillinger

I'm geeked up my mother fucker mind
I got a whole lot of shit, ain't paid a dime
We take everything, we'll steal the scene
We take niggas bling, (money tall like Charlie Sheen)
Man down, get it
Treated by that life .. bricks, split 'em
Catching pussy .., take your belt off with him
Pussy nigga tryna run off with them bricks, talkin' bout he missin'
Fold his pussy ass up like a centerpiece
Count so much money with my thumb, everything I touch turn green
I'll make your white t-shirt feel like ..
100 bands got my skinnies nigga like ..

I'm living that YSL lifestyle
We living that 1017 lifestyle
We living that rich nigga shit lifestyle
We living that fly shit only lifestyle
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie
John Dillinger

Wake the fuck up fatass, that pussy nigga got a ..
Black .. and .. then smash ..
Slow it down, don't you see they frowns
.. army down even though we gone spray 'em down
I'm on that, so therefore I keep my hand on my gat
Nigga shot me in my finger, (now I laugh)
Now I'm shooting Tommy Gun (with a rat)
And I hope out in that 67 Jag
Smash, smash on they ass
.. son, I got big guns
I'm .. trust funds
Hit 'em with the golden gun, James Bond's son

I'm living that YSL lifestyle
We living that 1017 lifestyle
We living that rich nigga shit lifestyle
We living that fly shit only lifestyle
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie, get along, get along
Get along, little doggie
John Dillinger

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Rittz - Ride It Out Lyrics and Video

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Yeah, growin' up we never knew what we was in for
Got the devil pokin' at you with his pitchfork
Thinkin' you be on 'em but you swore and now you piss poor
Plus you got a bunch of kids you got to fend for
Baby food and in shorts
Ain't no route to .. when you livin' life that you don't enjoy
You feel it jumpin' off the tenth floor
At ya 9 to 5, shoulda been the years that you been import
Injured, I'm just tryin' to vent lord
My lady sick as fuck, I'll never get her insured
People at the hospital treated us like trash
No cash for the bills, no cheddar pay the vent on
I'm trynna ride us to the benchmark
But its harder, now the drama in my life I gotta endure
Least I'm not up in the pin for
Somethin' that I did as a kid but remember that I mentored

Lost in the world, trynna find a way
Caught in the flames when the fires came
Darkness I'm placed in 'em by the days
I'm finna look up in the sky and pray and I beg
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
If this my life, show me how to ride it out

Ain't no bitches any peaches or no palm trees
Strong arm dollar piece like it's beyond reach
Struggle since the day you had a heartbeat
Ten family members packed in an apartment like they sardines
Thought I had a Oz beat
Newborn baby covered straight up in a car seat
And trees are livin' like the Cosbys, are over when the
Homies that you grow up with are murderers and car thieves
Also on the corner in the harsh heat
Buyin' dirtier in the car .. when you overhand
Cuff you on the concrete
Said they got a warrior involved and then stole my credit card ..
The number of my homies gunnin' so what daunt me
Was .. were Hennessy my name up on the ..
We put our glasses off of them and that's a rock beach
Gettin' drunk, geeked up, singin' off key we

Lost in the world, trynna find a way
Caught in the flames when the fires came
Darkness I'm placed in 'em by the days
I'm finna look up in the sky and pray and I beg
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
If this my life, show me how to ride it out

God please forgive me
I had so much evil in me
As a teen and then we
Turned into grown men with no men to teach me
How to get rid of my demons
It seemed to send me
Further away from your spirit, I keep descending
And I keep befriending
The wrong people to be depending
Off of positive energy but I keep extending
My hand out, family condemning
And my lease appending
As I pray to you
I try to walk a straight line but the rope that's underneath my feet is flimsy
But I promise if I fall off, I'll keep attempting
And I know you heard that a hundred times, I keep on sinning
Been a loser all my life so it's hard envisioning me winning
In the name of Jesus, amen, I pray, I hope my life'll have a peaceful ending
Cause I'm

Lost in the world, trynna find a way
Caught in the flames when the fires came
Darkness I'm placed in 'em by the days
I'm finna look up in the sky and pray and I beg
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
God, don't strike me down
If this my life, show me how to ride it out

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Rittz - Ride It Out

SZA & Jill Scott - Divinity Lyrics and Video

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'Divinity' Lyrics - SZA & Jill Scott
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Relaxed inside my mind I tend to find
Roll this .. together and it had occurred to me (Hello?)
For a shooting star (Remember?)
Serving light, cosmic energy
Then I opened my eyes

Sticks and stones might break my heart (Then I opened my eyes)

Reaching, stretching space and time for opportunity to sign you and me
Obscured in my divinity (Everything is)
Sticks and stones might break my heart
Won't give up my heart without a fight
Reaching, stretching space and time for opportunity to sign for you and me
Obscured in my divinity (Right here at your fingertips)
Sticks and stones might break my heart, tonight (Your fingertips)
I'm not giving up my heart without a fight (Right here at your fingertips)
My divinity
(Everything is) My divinity
(Right here at your fingertips)

Everything, everything is
Sticks and stones might break my heart
.. long and far and wide for your ..
Keep me up to speed
Keep me up to speed (Keep me up to speed)
Keep me up to speed
Let me off my, take me off the leash
(I wanna be hand in hand with you)
Keep me up to speed (With nothing but the truth)
Let me off my leash (I wanna be hand in hand)
.. (With nothing but the truth)
Let me off my leash
Let me off my leash
(I'm just gonna let it be, hand-in-hand where you are)

Reaching, stretching space and time for opportunity to sign for you and me
Obscured by my divinity
(I wanna be hand in hand with you)
Reaching, stretching space and time for opportunity to sign for you and me
Obscured by my divinity
(I wanna be hand in hand with you)

Let me off my leash
Let me off my leash (Everything is)
My heart, is my breaking heart, but it won't break my soul
Let me off my leash
Let me off my leash
(Pay attention)
(Everything is)
Lifting my space in here (Loud and silent)
I could .. hell in here
Wouldn't you like to know
That being a beautiful
Your dumb dumb girl (I wanna be hand-in-hand where you are)
Your dumb dumb girl
Your dumb dumb girl
I'll be your dumb dumb girl

Being if he likes me
Tell me what life could be
Long as ..
..
.. (I wanna be hand-in-hand where you are)
Believe me I know you (Believe me baby)
(Believe me I know it)
(Believe me)
(I wanna be hand-in-hand where you are)

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Raekwon - Ooh La La La Lyrics and Video

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Ayo
Teflon king
A scientist at ringing
Buddha trooper jumped out the Uber
Eating grouper
Party with bitches and cougars
Peter Luger’s, that’s my spot
Sixty dollar shots, I’m high off the hookahs
Play the backseat and front
Come through the Rucker with two fuckers
Shawty in blonde streaks, my homie we on peace
Just here coolin’, everyday movement
Hit the booth, classics for niggas that don’t know what they doin’
To the dead, toast to it
Pop toast to it
Drink Ballentine, L’s, I knew it
Sippin’ Lance’s in the mansions
Hundreds of chances to win
Drug game is ruptured now drim ..
Now drink some Jim or some Jack
Black weed in a black V
Most of my team react, champ
Keep shinin’ stay powerful, par
Me and digital y’all
Now fuck that peep the visuals, God

Every time you come around
I feel my world starts turning topsy-turvy
And I just can’t fight the spin
Baby, won’t you listen to this love
Whose hearts been missing and don’t hurt me
‘Cause I’m falling your way again

Am I weak
Well, sometimes I just can’t hardly speak
That I have to pinch myself to be sure
That this love is more than I can endure
Sweet thing, you’ve got me signing

Ooo la-la-la
It’s the way that you feel when you know it’s real
Ooo la-la-la
It’s the warm that’s inside when you’re satisfied

Ooo la-la-la
It’s a dream that lasts forever
Ooo la-la-la
Let’s stay together, oh

I can see it there
That look upon your face is saying love’s in making...

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Yo Gotti - Errybody Lyrics and Video

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I said everybody, everybody
Everybody, everybody

Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody is real
Everybody say that she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they’re rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top

Go!
Everybody say they got a hater
But who am I to tell a nigga to get out of here?
And who are ou to take about this will payment?
Would you see a nigga hit it with the top-down?
Would you sound like a nigga on the front line?
I’mma hit the block for you one more time
Everybody wanna hate if you ask me
In the club there’s another friend trying to pretend
We don’t know you’re going both ways
Don’t you be fool
You should bring your friend home
Tell your pussy you can’t be her man
Could you show me the wrong picture?

Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody is real
Everybody say that she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they’re rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top
Everybody’s fuckin’
Everybody a bitch
Everybody witnessed shit
There is life
And the next nigga kills the next nigga
And he does not know that he’s nigga is the next bitch
I’m about to blow a chick in your beat

I know a lot tryin’ to be somebody
Nigga that’s everybody
Nobody is matching my chain

Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody is real
Everybody say that she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they’re rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top

Everybody is shit here for everybody, everybody
I said there is shit here for everybody, everybody
Everybody, everybody

Everybody going to the mall
Niggaz got a 100 dollar ladder
Child support looking high, know where to find them
Couple of niggaz ballin’ in the club
But if a nigga wants to know the truth
Nigga watch it , it ain’t real
But she’s a different person on the ground
Shorty , you ain’t got nail

Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody is real
Everybody say that she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they’re rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top

Everybody, everybody
I got money, I put on everybody, everybody
Keep coming here cause I trust nobody,nobody
I’mma put that little ride right here

Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody is real
Everybody say that she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they’re rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the top

I say the shit here for everybody, everybody

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Casey Veggies - The Boy Lyrics and Video

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We the plug
It's that new shit for the summer
Let's go
Ladies and gentlemen, it's the boy

These girls love the boy, love the boy
These girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, they love the boy
These girls love the boy

I come with a plan
Japanese pants, stacking bands on bands
Young nigga but I do more
Do it like this, they just can't ignore
Girls call me the boy
I been winnin', but I need a lot more
If you was in my position, wouldn't know what to do
All that shit you gotta endure
She Roll wit me cause I'm gettin it
If it wasn't rap, it would be the same story

These girls love the boy, love the boy
These girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, they love the boy
These girls love the boy

These girls love the boy, these girls know she gone go for sure
We be out on tour, spittin' that flow, gettin' that dough for sure
I ain't even with all that talkin', I just want the dome
Nigga we go hard,girl tell your squad come out to the show
Shawty, what's the deal? What's the plot? I'mma be up in the spot
I'mma pull up in a 'Rari, up in the party, shirt off when it get hot
She gone choose up, it's her thing
What you think all these girls on the planet for?
Really ain't got no game
It's that all these girls understand my story

These girls love the boy, love the boy
These girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, they love the boy
These girls love the boy

These girls love the boy
She a Goer, and the drinks is poured up
Never been to college, if I did, I would be a sophomore
She gone go home sore, beat it up, had it on the floor
They gone wife you up, I'mma show you a real nigga to the core
These girls love the boy and I'm about to be a man now
My heart is forsure, baby, I ain't with all that playin up
These girls love the boy and I love 'em too
They fuckin' with the boy and I'm fuckin' with 'em too

These girls love the boy, love the boy
These girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, they love the boy
These girls love the boy

Yea, young nigga movement
I'm on Pluto, it's the boy
Holla your boy
These girls love the boy, these girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, these girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, these girls love the boy
These girls love the boy, these girls love the boy

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Casey Veggies - The Boy

Juicy J - THC Believe Lyrics and Video

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'THC Believe' Lyrics - Juicy J
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I'm the only one that get the job done
I don't know a nigga that could cover for me
Yeah, got some game from my Daddy
He said she might say she love me
She don't love me like she say she love me
Believe me, believe me
I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets
I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat
I'm the one they come to see because they all
Believe me

Yeah uh huh, You tryna keep up with these bitch niggas
You gon’ fuck around and end up in your momma’s house
Why you listening to that loud ass bitch?
Nine times out of ten shawty don’t know what she talkin’ about
Spend this money like the money make itself
Told my girl bring her, what if she gon’ need help
I keep it pimpin’ V-12 engine, shawty so fly, I might fly out to Memphis
And let her meet the fam. sike, think again
I’m high off kush and flyer than Peter pan
These rappers ain’t real, they living in TV Land
And they don’t wanna grind, they just wanna be the man
Niggas want a slice of the pie, they reach their hand
But they ain’t even got enough to pay the pizza man
And everybody rapping about a check
Promise if you look closer, niggas really in debt
Back to back number one records
True shit, you ain’t ever seen it done better
Hundred racks each pocket, that’s a double decker
I just went and got my little college chick a kompressor
All this ice on me, never let them see me sweat
Watch your bitch strip naked for a VVS
These niggas mouth’s never close like CVS
And all these niggas rich, on the internet
That’s a rented car, and that’s a bone chain
Worldstar front page, now you got some fame
Juicy J, certified OG, with all this bread I got, who needs beef?
If you listen close, you can learn a lesson from me
Say my name nigga, you gon’ need protection from me
I’m in my loft, find me on the roof playing golf
I don’t take no days off, but every day I take off
Smoke some

I’m the only one to get the job done

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Juicy J - THC Believe

Novel - I'll Be There Lyrics and Video (Ft. Crooked I)

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'I'll Be There' Lyrics - Novel Ft. Crooked I
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You probably think that love grows on trees
If it was me you won’t be anything less than a queen
See on you something like I felt in a dream
Those not obvious for you let me explain what I mean
See it just its feels so right and pinch so wrong
Why being pushed away you can’t keep holding on
Why can’t you see baby with you is where you belong?
Wait on street you lately, girl is driving me crazy
Cuz all I said, I said you baby you
You don’t need this at all
And whenever you stumble I’m cussing your fall
I said you baby you and you can deal with that tool
But I’ll be there when you’re can’t
I know his locking all the love gill
Can’t supreme this emotions one day you gonna flip
Say you put up when his drama is far too long
When I’m just so right that you and him so wrong
My, any other women would be gone
But you constantly waiting for him to keep changing
So I say,
I said, I said you baby you
You don’t need this at all
And whenever you stumble I’m cussing your fall
I said you baby you and you can deal with that tool
But I’ll be there with you
Fly eighty…body open and open
Say I’m through something and this game come so sodium
Sitting on the side line watching you taking
I’m in the same position that cold and be in, through me in
And I don’t like feeling like a hater
To give with me you should be willing like a jaguar
You got my soul in a plate like sweet potatoes
Indicated I’m just waiting you just feeling like a waiter
Waitress come and give me some of that soul fool
On that laze you should do like all do
Argue and they fight rolling with the chicks p in his brain six
You should take a ride in the old school
Cuz he sexing everything in the town
The gravity of that situation it’s bringing you down ooh it’s a shame
Your man playing games call me when you tired of the pain
I said, I said you baby you
You don’t need this at all
And whenever you stumble I’m cussing your fall
I said you baby you and you can deal with that tool
But I’ll be there when you call
Said I’ll be there when you call

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