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'MMG Under God' Lyrics - Wale
Here is MMG Under God Lyrics by Wale

Hit me, uh, uh, leaving y'all to rest right, right
Head out the window screamin', "Maybach"

One in a million, baby, I did it
From the city of straight gorillas, it made me a winner
I bought a new whip, like to rap about it
Only difference 'tween me and those niggas is that I actually got it
Y'all livin' lies, I'm a living legend
They know my presence from .. to Seat Pleasant
South Side but takin' Veneta leather luggage
Levitatin', hover, I'm smokin' a holy confetti
They'll never take me under, they never say we under
These bitches now believe, no longer up-and-coming
Smart 8's by the waist, got the broads runnin'
A lot of G's in the piece, nigga, froze tundra
And I ain't trippin' about a rapper these days
Money quicker than Jamaican relays
With that said, I relay
Life about the joy or pain, word to ..
Black diamonds in the watch, it's okay to be late
Let me finish my grace

Look, man, I do this for my culture
To let him know what a nigga looked like
When it was just a pen and notebook
Back when I didn't know one
Never live on our knees, nigga, please
Nobody back where they showed up
Oh Lord, somebody pray for me
These niggas out of line, I heard they playin' for keeps
Well, I'm a self-made nigga, a well-paid nigga
So if a nigga need advice, well, he can listen to me
I seen a nigga play the weapon, leave a nigga deceased
Throwing nickels at the well but only changing my jeans
I ain't changing a thing, maybe I'm part of the problem
I done started a couple of parties where bodies were shot up
I done dissed some bitches, I done carried some friends
Shit, I've been in my feelings but I got on the team
I get over shit quick, understanding my flaws
Loyalty is a law, MMG under God

One day
Just one day they gon' understand this worn out heart of mine
And subscribe to this genuine article of mine
But never mind, a brother you are
Do it as a brother you love enough to correct
The passion over profession as I religiously rep that MM shit
I pray for the poor, I pray for the rich
We gon' pray for these mentalities
That only contempt upon our salaries, chains and chicks
Shit, I'm a pray for my enemies
And I'm a pray for my squad
By God, it’s on us, we gon' pray for Gaza twice as hard
Free my cousin Bolu, free Real, free Books, free Kano
MMG though, free Meek though, let's get it

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'The Followers (Meek Mill Diss)' Lyrics - Wale
Here is The Followers (Meek Mill Diss) Lyrics by Wale

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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'Royals (Remix)' Lyrics - Lorde Ft. Rick Ross & Wale
Here is Royals (Remix) Lyrics by Lorde Ft. Rick Ross & Wale

I’ve never seen a diamond in the flesh
I caught my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I’m not proud of my address,
In a torn up town no post code envy.

But every song’s like gold teeth, grey goose stripping in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashing the hotel room
We don’t care, we’re driving Cadillacs in pur dreams
But everybody’s like Cristal, Maybachs, diamonds on your timepeace,
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don’t care, we’re not caught up in a love affair!

And we’ll never be royals (royals)
It don’t run in our blood
That kind of luck just ain’t for us
We claim a different kind of buzz!
Let me be your ruler (ruler)
You can call me queen bee!
And baby I’ll rule, I’ll rule
Let me live that that fantasy!

Silver Rolls Royce, cigarette smoke’s in it
New fur rug, now my dirty boots in ‘em
Flowing in the parking lot, like we’re rolling in the college
Mean as a dean, triple beam, real polish
She wanna watch Scandal, I wanna count a handful
Dead presidents sleeping in the attic of a mansion!
All I heard was murder, think the house’s haunted
Super Bowl tickets they bitches and Fed chargers
Label the racketeer, John Gresham with a pen
Top three writer but number one at your event, ha
Mastermind unfolds like a true crime
Double M, gold mind for the whole time!

My friends and I, we’ve cracked the code!

I said, hear out, we’re out, bring her back, can’t rewind
Back where I’m from, they move shack from the line
As D-why, bricks, moving D-why, bricks
No peace sign, they peace out, they precise the shit!
Fresh up out the G5
Givenchy three times
Life is a bitch, well, my dick is a big yacht
All aboard, all aboard!
Like life is a beach, all these people they flip-flop!
When I smack the dwag shit out
Told the niggas I ain’t kidding, this is the Sean...
Nigga, step out, I see you niggas bitch out
These city bros .. I get these bitches sit down!
What now? What now?
You know what? I think you’re irritating
Like we didn’t come out in this motherfucking through the basement
Like we ain’t blowing like we’re ... in Jamaica
Be Asian way, a hundred cases, baby ...
Everything is foreign, we’re of course a lot of fornication
Different cloth, nigga, and nothing fabricated
A lot of thoughts like a fucking scatter brain thinker
My hoe... importing the Panamera
It’s crazy, and this black and white just like a...
Uh, shut out Waco and dot
I use your baby mother scrunchy to rap a ...

I never was a bad man, bad man
Turn on the AK turn it out!
We brought it off and we now play
Until the...
You never was a man shooter, shooter
Came to the Magazeen
And yellow team ... leave the scene (yellow team)
Your brother run and your mother scream
I wanna leave no witness, (witness)
Body at the wall, please! (Dead bodies)
Take shot in your face (in ya face)...
Until them... test me, test me
I want them where I want
Na, na, na, me gonna sing like a player!
Believe me!

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'Got A Feeling' Lyrics - King Los & Mark Battles ft. Wale
Here is Got A Feeling Lyrics by King Los & Mark Battles Ft. Wale

(Verse)
Woke up today feeling like a million bucks
Sympathizing for the haters who gotta deal with us
We building up, Fly America is till a most
Forever grinding, I ain’t did enough
Hit em up, I pocket
Mama, I promise you I got it
Just tryna profit like Mohamed, had to get us out the projects
Born to live like the Obamas
So disregard all the gossip
And a memo to my haters, you can come on wit it
Look my boy in his eyes and say son go get it
It ain’t over til the drum roll finished
And my account got more commas than a run on sentence, see I can sense it
I’m like that, I’m yo favorite rapper’s nightmare
I don’t fight fair, you couldn’t walk in my night kefs
Same design but not the right pair
I’m something they never seen and so you might scare, a’ight yea

(Hook)
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a…

(Verse)
Yea
Glad I make a million with a couple sentence
Past premonitions, teachers used to speak of prison
I’m from a city where they hate you and you try and get it
And getting fried even if they got no pot to piss in
Listen, I’m tryna modify my ballad
Shout out to my niggas who can buy shit off a challenge
Yea, that’s Fly America, they boppin, where yo flag at?
Double M G, these other posses just pathetic
Can I get a little respect chillin
For the lean the jack spill it
More liquor, forgive me, a nigga be stressed
But when you in it and they ain’t givin you sympathy
Nah, you better off simply just chillin, keepin it to yo self
Got a feeling, by year’s ending a double million
Me and SB skating on a couple women
I need a SP, ballin shouldn’t be this simple
Call it like I see it, so you see a nigga been official

(Hook)
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a…

(Bridge)
Ugh
Sometimes it’s about…
Looking outside of yo self
And see the true reflection of life
King

(Verse)
They waitin for you to wait for it
See that way there’s no way you can make a way for it
Either it’s weight or it’s really the way
Aura works, or a star in the sky orbits
Or bits of aura over starring in the skies
Just hidin from all the bullshit and runnin from all the lies
All the cries in the universe symbolizing the ocean
Epitomizing the pitiful, simplifying this notion
And hope that these motherfuckers like hope
And if motherfuckers are up in this motherfucker but no
When one suffers we all do
We call you small, we belittle you
Cus really we all too small, we took little to
Chain down such a big monster called ego
Fight for all kind, be kind, be called hero
Be calm, be cool because they want your joy too
Enjoy yourself so someone else can enjoy you
King

(Hook)
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a feeling
Yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
I’ve got a…

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'Walk 'N Live' Lyrics - Wale ft. DJ RellyRell
Here is Walk 'N Live Lyrics by Wale Ft. DJ RellyRell

Rude boy, gangstas, gorillas, shottas
Walk and live, dark and bumbaclot dead
You hear that?

I said rude boy flexing, dirty naughty hair shit
Six, seven monsters bred, they got these heads rest
Cause I'm on that ''fuck it'' shit, yeah, I'm on that gully shit
Before working recital I was out here working trying to get my skully
Governed by your baby mama lips and I'm loving it
Fuck that sucker shit, only God can be judging this
Rosa Parks should get mentioned
They trying to touch me, I'm bussing back
I get it, I get it, we all have an opinion
So now you get it, I got a temper, cry me a river
And to a notion, I do the most to rap for the culture
How you confuse a nigga passion, with actin' like 'oh shit?
Because I'm black with some hunger with no passive emotion?
If I was Anglo Saxon you bastards would have me with Oprah
Taking it back, don't give me no dapper if you having to move up
They saying I'm wack and shit, I'm rapping like you do on computers
Ho niggas, troll niggas, I can't ever win
Mind quicker, lines get me richer like I'm Emmitt Smith
Folarin the benevolent
Tried to be respectful, but they never get your picture
Till you get back on that ghetto shit
Peddle to the metal where them niggas live to settle shit
New legend shit, let us live
Whoever the best I can test them, fist or intelligence
Shottie Pippen on penmanship
They had some great careers, but I'm the best with this
I kill that reindeer like my friends is fiending for venison
Question my temper, man, cool, but not my competence
Sent a text to Juicy J like "dude, that's just my confidence"
But shoo I think that I'm the best and nevertheless you should too
So on that note I stand by my comments, of course we still cool
I stay in Soho eating no boo
Who complaining I be Super Saiyan shit on a ProTools when they go, [?]
Sayonara - I'm no fool, by far beyond subpar
Contrary to y'all, what's that to lose and who y'all influence
I'm finding this quite comical
Them bummy niggas couldn't tie my shoes
They brainwashed on what's cool
Followers like homecomings, see their song and dance and they fall suit

Rude boy, gangstas, gorillas, shottas
Walk and live, dark and bumbaclot dead
You hear that?

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'Ain't Perfect' Lyrics - Skeme ft. Wale
Here is Ain't Perfect Lyrics by Skeme Ft. Wale

(Hook)
I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect

(Verse)
Know real niggas ain’t perfect, perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus man I was born real and gon die real
You gotta stay down, that’s how I feel
Can’t be worried bout another nigga
No, I just worry bout my bills
And I’m livin life to the fullest
Trigger finger itchin bitch then I pull it
Got me a 4-5, 19-11
With 4 metal jackets for these bullets
I done did everything that you couldn’t
You might say that loud but I wouldn’t
And if the rap fall out then it’s traps all out
Bring the pots back cus I’m cookin

(Hook)
I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect

(Verse)
And if them real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
Man ain’t one rapper in the game right now got a half a ticket with no deal
See I don’t fuck with niggas cus that shit weak
Besides dirty drinkin ain’t shit sweet
Snake niggas wanna go behind yo back
Just like the past repents the peep
Man lots of niggas that be dissin me
Let nina sing to you, no symphony
To keep it 100 I got all money
Now put it on yo head and you’re history
You can’t fuck with I, not physically
Not mentally, you ain’t shit to me
Money talks and bullshit walks
So you broke niggas just don’t mention me and I

(Hook)
I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect

(Verse)
Bitch say real niggas just workin
I’m supposed to bitch
Real niggas ain’t perfect
But I’m close to it
Yo coast to coast, where yo focus at?
Big up the coach and niggas still fin that
Where yo soldiers at? Where yo hoes is at?
All my niggas in tracks but all my hoes in check uh
Thought I told you that
DMV, you know we on the map
PIMP they callin me cus all the HOES is calling back uh
Now we like em, love em and leave em man
You heard big brother’s CD
Now we both stay skeming
I’m out

(Hook)
I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Perfect niggas ain’t real
So I just keep my cash right and say fuck how haters gon feel
Cus I know real niggas ain’t perfect
Said you know real niggas ain’t perfect

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'Dance Move' Lyrics - Fabolous (Ft. Wale & French Montana)
Here is Dance Move Lyrics by Fabolous Ft. Wale & French Montana

Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em’ bring em’ out.
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
The NFL must think I’m a damn fool
Every time I touch down, I bust a dance move
They use to have a movement, now they can’t move
Used to be on that glizzy like van couv
Bout’ to make em’? move, L.A to ST.LOU
Say you got them toys, that santa story just ain’t true
Say you get this money, I’m no snitch I can’t tell
Call me MC Hammer, name a bitch that I ain’t nail
Can’t touch this, you know that you can’t touch this
All black jewelry, now that shit do it justice
Stand back while I bust this, you look like you does this
Come and rub my hair girl, teach me how to Douglas.

Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em’ bring em’ out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move.

Yeah lot of strong
All up in they v.i
Smokin’ on what seems to be loud
I’m lookin’ like Mr. Miya
Lot of shones
Nigga can’t you tell that we high?
And before I leave, I’ll peace out
Let me see that camel, 3 times
Slight work though, nightwork though, my girl don’t
Y’all girl go where my girl go and you her alone.
2 nights, made a hundred grand
Pair of Nikes like one to ten
It was hustle time and y’all walked it out
When the money right, y’all runnin’ man
Pullin up the whole?
Geechin’ out with no cataract
If you could understand what this watch cost
You would understand why I try and adapt
Me and him cannot shake hands, why trap when I’m a free man?
You so a loss, you a robot, who done told y’all niggas to break dance?

Hundred grand, tell em’ bring em’ out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move.

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'Cake' Lyrics - Wale (Ft. Fabolous & French Montana)
Here is Cake Lyrics by Wale Ft. Fabolous & French Montana

[Hook: French Montana]
Bust a dance move
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move

[Verse 1: Wale]
Look, look
Yeah lot of strong
All up in they v.i
Smokin' on what seems to be loud
I’m lookin' like Mr. Miya
Lot of shones
Nigga can't you tell that we high ?
And before I leave, I'll peace out
Let me see that camel, 3 times
Slight work though, nightwork though, my girl don't
Y'all girl go where my girl go and you there alone
2 nights, made a hundred grand
Pair of Nikes like one to ten
It was hustle time and y'all walked it out
When the money right, y'all runnin' man
Pullin up the whole ?
Geechin' out with no cataract
If you could understand what this watch cost
You would understand why I try and adapt
Me and him cannot shake hands, why trap when I'm a free man ?
You so a loss, you a robot, who done told y'all niggas to break dance ?

[Hook: French Montana]
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
The NFL must think I'm a damn fool
Every time I touch down, I bust a dance move
They use to have a movement, now they can't move
Used to be on that glizzy like van couv
Bout' to make em' ? move, L.A to ST.LOU
Say you got them toys, that santa story just ain't true
Say you get this money, I'm no snitch I can't tell
Call me MC Hammer, name a bitch that I ain't nail
Can't touch this, you know that you can't touch this
All black jewelry, now that shit do it justice
Polo come and bust this, you look like you does this
Come and rub my hair girl, teach me how to Douglas

[Hook: French Montana]
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, like a damn fool
Do the money dance, hundred racks a watch
Hundred grand, tell em' bring em' out
Pop a bottle, pop a tag and bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move
Shorty pop a pill, pop that pussy, bust a dance move
Bust a dance move, bust a dance move

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'Diced Pineapples' Lyrics - Rick Ross (Ft. Drake & Wale)
Here is Diced Pineapples Lyrics by Rick Ross Ft. Drake & Wale

diced pineapple
tonight you will reach a height that the sky wont catch you
the highest form of my admiration, i ain’t no connoisseur but
i’m kinda sure you will admire my taste
and before the sun graze ya
i’m tryna see how deep you are and believe me shawty i ain’t talking about
no intimate conversation
i’m wanna see if i can make you reach things unattainable when i peek into your nature
and i promise you my goals will exceed any pyshical pleasure
i wanna give you whats better than better
the better my effort, the wetter her treasure
the more these mere moments seem like heavens or
temporary forever’s
shawty get it together
diced pineapple

may your love come down some of mine might have you
you design my imagination
and let me redefine foreplay so you need ?
tell me shawty you got it baby
if it’s not it baby
hope its progress baby
let it all drip baby
stop that shaking
no more talking baby
no more talking baby

shawty so fine, pussy so fresh
diced pineapples, there my baby taste the best
i nearly lost my mind
guess it was a test
swept her off her feet and went and bought her ass a lex’
paid it off cash, so i never wrote a check
leave my cars at her crib, i’m just stuntin’ on her ex
pussy’s excellent and i know it sound a mess
i like to make her toes curl as i’m licking on her flesh
sex all night, couple shots of ciroc
crib on the water, got lebron up the block
money ain’t a thing baby, welcome to the mark
diced pineapples talking diamonds by the jar
bitch so bad got me wishing i could sing her
you know form is ? when you on the team
double-m g them other niggas fell off
baby girl i just wanna see you well off

call me crazy, shit at least you calling
feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
know it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
when you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
then we fuck all night til things get right
then we fuck all night til things get right

shawty so fine, pussy so fresh
diced pineapples i just bought my girl a set
i know my lifestyle wild, i do it for the set
she know how to make me smile
and she do it with the sex
pop bottles, make love, thug passion
red bottoms montclair, high fashion
belt buckles, door handles gold plated
balmain, rich denim, out vegas
french riviera, baby girl lets take a trip
i’ma trip, go to cannes, france to catch a flick
baby listen, this position is a blessing
and with your permission hopefully you’ll learn a lesson
i’m so fly that i shouldn’t even walk
she so fine she ain’t even gotta talk
diced pineapples, talking diamonds by the jar
she never wrote a song but i know that she’s a star

call me crazy shit at least you calling
feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
yo it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
when you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
then we fuck all night til things get right
then we fuck all night til things get right
aww yeah

something about her probably cant live without her
roll up some sour, let me kiss on a fountain
mission accomplished, you increasing your heart rate
and i won’t ever rescue me the peak of your mountain
eager to show you, thinking that i should know you
and you eager to work perfect, i can’t employ you
designer shit spoil you, rub you down with the oil
to get on a higher tree, gonna have to climb a sequoia
hol’ up, showing off some agent provocateur
rushing you out your draws
though patiently get you off
hate when they get too anxious though
hate when they be too ?
like too get too deep
but i hate to get too deeply involved
how sweet is you
let me see some proof
fuck making pussy talk
i like to make it sing a tune
all we need it weed
we don’t need no room
right now i’m trying
we don’t need a spoon

call me crazy, shit at least you calling
feels better when you let it out don’t it girl
know it’s easy to get caught up in the moment
when you say it cause you mad and you take it all back
then we fuck all night til things get right
then we fuck all night til things get right

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Should I do it?
I’d be surrounded by so many other girls
If you’re offer me to do it and I don’t wanna do it.
‘cause if I do it I will be missing all that somethings
That I’m so scared turning, keep it moving.
Yeah, that’s how I do it.

‘cause I’d be in and out of love, in and out of love, in and out of love,
I’d be in and out of love.
Yeah, I’m struggling for the love, but don’t prick this with your love
And I just can’t get enough, so at the end of night I’m in and out of it.

I’ve been trying to find a good thing, but it’s never good enough for me
You might think that I’m crazy, it ain’t what it seems,
I’m praying that maybe someday we will meet.
And you’ll try to find a way to my heart
I’ll be trying to find a way to lead
So I’d be in and out of love, in and out of love, in and out of love.
Love just can’t lock me down.
Now, it just can’t lock me down.

Should I do it? Take a chance, get my heart from the start
And then you’ll see how I do it,
Yeah, you know how I do it.
But if I do it I will be missing all that somethings
That I’m so scared turning, keep it moving.
Yeah, that’s how I do it.

I’ve been trying to find a good thing, but it’s never good enough for me
You might think that I’m crazy, it ain’t what it seems,
I’m praying that maybe someday we will meet.
And you’ll try to find a way to my heart
I’ll be trying to find a way to lead
So I’d be in and out of love, in and out of love, in and out of love.
Love just can’t lock me down.
Now, it just can’t lock me down.

And I sort of like it, kind of sort I don’t feel her
Maybe she’s just a maybe, no maybe’s can turn to real ones.
Maybe that’s just adrenaline, let me give her a second up.
You ain’t notice a difference, hold up.
‘cause how deep is your love? Actions’ louder than verbal,
And why you’re speaking so much? And why you’re sucking your teeth?
‘cause I can’t be where you are? ‘cause I just make you my dinner if I can meet you for life.
What’s up?

I’ve been trying to find a good thing, but it’s never good enough for me
You might think that I’m crazy, it ain’t what it seems,
I’m praying that maybe someday we will meet.
And you’ll try to find a way to my heart
I’ll be trying to find a way to lead
So I’d be in and out of love, in and out of love, in and out of love.
Love just can’t lock me down.
Now, it just can’t lock me down.

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From a life of set backs to a jack pot
I spent my life in them flats
Tryin’ to extract

I spent nights in the truck tryin’ to get that
And like the boy adapts, no regrets from
My reflection in the mirror
Is my perception of a winner
My redemption to begin a resurrection of the sinner
Of walking through the corridor, troubled force
I’m married to my problems I should well divorce
I’m talking to my conscience like I wanted more
And I can’t ignore the fact that I’m well informed
But I can’t afford to slack or be comfortable
To be the best on every track is what I’m running for
If I believe that I can, then I must for sure
And make something out of nothing being bloody poor
I’m unstoppable, and on top of all
Had to made through the rain and a thunderstorm
I’ve been training for this day since I learned to walk
And I should pick myself up, if I’m traded for

I’m breaking out
I’m running
I’d win the fight
Got me running, running for the crown
And I roc here roc for life
Aim for the skies
Wanna make you mine
So running, running for the crown
And I roc here roc for life

Wale:
Concrete, throws me only consciously
But most of ‘em just talking we’ll be bouncing on your …
This is all C, MMC lota Cs
Black billionaires, neither one my nigga got the greeds
Mister caught up or Mister Robinson know my position
Probably cause this for …
I can pick up the parties
And I went to college my partners was fiscal problems
Dropped out and now I’m getting dollars like at God damn Harvard
And it tells you I will make it, now forever ṗowerful
But you niggas couldn’t play the foe, or the five
Yeah, roc boys still running side

I’m breaking out
I’m running
I’d win the fight
Got me running, running for the crown
And I roc here roc for life
Aim for the skies
Wanna make you mine
So running, running for the crown
And I roc here roc for life

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I’ve been logging in my bed, crying til my eyes are red
We both said that things will change
But it’s still the same shade of gray
I get mad you walk away
When it all just start to fade
I know you’re fed up so am I
But we just can’t say goodbye
Boy, you know I love you
But I just can’t go on no more
Feelin’ this way

[Chorus]
You got me sayin’ why, why, why?
Can’t we get it right?
Just can’t get it right
Don’t know why, why, why?
Can’t we get it right
No matter how hard we try

I got her looking at me sideways
Live every night like it’s a Friday
My conversations are so monumental
Licking on her ear, I’m whispering a couple riddles
She fell in love with my technique
I made her call me boss when in the bedsheets
We both coming from the same place
All in her both coming at the same place
Still on my dope boy swag
Top down on my Cam’ron, Oh boy swag
Played the hand we were dealt from the beginning, baby
You the dealer, cut the deck, while we winning baby

[Chorus]

Can’t we turn love around
We build it up to break it down
If you knew the way I feel
You would know that this love is real
But live in heaven, go to hell then
Go right back, across the lesson
Tired of stressin’, get the message
I can’t live in this depression no more
Boy, you know I love you
But I just can’t go on feeling like this no more

[Chorus]

Back on my own again
I don’t want this to end
But baby I need a friend to show me some more
And i think it should be you

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Ain’t fuckin’ with the flow, ho you can tell them that
Housin’ on these monkeys I should wear a fuckin’ yellow hat
Curious George, the realest nigga involved
My closet is like a mall, I be bombin’ your car
My blunt is not a cigar, hold up, we blowin’ loud
So tell ‘em if they ain’t sippin’ ?, it’s goin’ down
Bitch I’m faded, I’m faded, I’m mo’ fuckin’ faded
My audience a cross ‘tween don, diva, and fade ‘em
Man you playin’, you playin’, the latest Wale is
Kris Kringle to women, call ‘em hoes, give ‘em game, yeah
Six hundred benz, I got six million kicks
I know I’m lyin’ and all, but I had you thinkin’ a bit
And I can’t keep you too long, but yo you see how it get?
Ain’t always thinkin’ what I’m drinkin’ but still think you the shit
Jordan 4′s, these bitches OGs
I think I’m just blazed, ghost-faced, snow beach
And I’m ODin’, homie I’m ultra league
Star Trek shorty girl, see my bitches come in peace
Oh, hold it though
We all throwed, but you know I’m ’bout to order mo’

[Break]

Critics, get with us, I told you I would kill it
All my niggas the realest, all my women friendly strippers
So we give it to live it, so pardon my position
Panties two hundred dollars, got dollars worth of a penny
I drink too much and I don’t give a fuck
If I buy another joint I’m liable to need a crutch
I ain’t stuntin’, no promoter, they party need a nudge
It’s if I pop in then pop out, we gon’ party on the bus, what
Roll the weed up, shorty let her breathe out
I like the women with dirty thoughts and a clean house
A dirty mouth and a very clean everything else
And a bad lesbian that she gon’ need help
Double U, leave ‘em at the W
Ain’t gon’ never be the one cause see I am the number two
They might fall in love with you, tell you stuff that never true
My favorite bitch they kissin’, whack, fuckin’ fun, head is cool

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Oh my god, oh my god again
Money money money

What up?
Pushing without now, good
Yeah, yeah

You can find me in the streets even in the draw
My matches is full why shooting all beyond
Everybody im good, what they take it
Im good, what they tell you
Im good, what she tell you, im good
What she see you
Hundred dollar g’s with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride hell yeah get the rhythm match
What they tell you, im good
What they tell you, im good
What they tell you im good
What she tell you im good
Money money money

Okay run through georgia on my way to mourn em
Riding in the v i see i see they no bout all us
V the performer killer with the porn
I im lead you a former get out bout your corner
Boom i ain’t top down feel loud real rap
When i goes in no wonder i can’t feel jacks
In his frank leans lank in complimental
Smoke gray team smoking.. Out the window
I am gone i’m faded i made it im good
Im balling out the gym then the jack say what’s up
And the storm hear em up vicky v now what’s up
Doing like i should have been burbs to the hood again
Gave you burg love me in im bury farmers good a man
Move em, my time is so ironic that when miles say them lines

I’ve been thinking bout the summer
And the fall, and the winning
In the spring i deliver rock patient in the building no shine like the temper
Running back running back i’m a bad mother f*cker
Yeah i got new coast signs but my credit much better
I’m good what they sayin, i’m good f*ck their plan on them airways and such
And i am not no good but i’m airway the top
Too strapped your simplity
Our red bull online no more energy form
I fault for that before forms
Supporters by supporters tell them haters on night long or that..
What it do plenty phones coming blue
If your hustle is grant understand we are cool
And my money let me cool
To me and my that was mister fg and her coop
Mister perfect bobby..Part of my cool the mina
My..It deeper than..And then can see us
Think it the hennessy ain’t enough
I need some riffa a death
A couple fix i can hmm
A couple beast that i bump
I got my feeded the x’s i got my shit on reclaim
I get this video bitch
Money money money

You can find me in the streets even in the draw
My matches is full why shooting all beyond
Everybody im good, what they take it
Im good, what they tell you
Im good, what she tell you, im good
What she see you
Hundred dollar g’s with my favorite patch
Pulling up my ride hell yeah get the rhythm match
What they tell you, im good
What they tell you, im good
What they tell you im good
What she tell you im good
Money money money

I’m looking good, yeah yeah yeah yeah
I’m looking good, i’m looking good,
I’m looking good, i’m looking good,
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
bounce, uh

Hook:
Black panamera, chop a clip banana,
.. rip it up like a like a piranha,
Bmw .. panamera, panamera, panamera
White masserati, get my..loty, loty
Then I see the body when you rolling to your city
In my panamera, panamera, panamera

Black panamera smack in the chillin
had a back in the max and the day I will give up
you should..the sneakers do it for the people
I ain’t with the..my people
do you fall feature, haters I never lie
to slack on the…for me is in the..
I ..to right tonight I was in the black Porsche
tomorrow I send that ass home
racks on the niggas, racks on the nigga
a back took a shit I’m tryin max up with you
this path in this section I ain’t tryin take no pictures
but you look upon the mirror just fly it, just check it
..let me talking bout that I ain’t official
thinking and sleeping ’cause I ain’t wearing by a pistol
so ride with em you don’t leave me with the bitches
you got a little game but you f*ck..is take ass
yes black panamera never drug petal
all the bitches love me say the brother don’t..
so green and white your love so right
she saw me killer p**y she come to the light
killer p**sy make her come to the light
I’m a gun you a knife what’s the hoe to a slice
ah, four show in the night
so good you gotta show me the skype
if our homie got a problem don’t show me the sight nigga
show me your sight
no subliminal, know that out of window
OG phone swear the big front of metal
20 20 20 shawty I’m a ..
see me int he biz with the..
teens so official speaking on dealer
you ain’t doing tripping ..how you gonna get it

[Hook:]

Driving in the city panarami
live vice for a.. I’ma searching
..at the club working
if your not working you bear me a..
yes me livin my life it’s like a movie
I’m a rose.. movie…
so elt that p**sy..
run up int he club..Rose..Rose..Rose
..show me your Rise..no sleep no lunch time
..get eye time ..

[Hook:]

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[verse 1: french montana]
brand new drop, i’m riding through harlem
500 at the villa ain’t no problem
plumber in the back seat, pipe work
chasing them checks, nike work
red bottoms with the spike work
making a movie, spike work
pink drank on, sprite work
30 chains on, bet the light work
get it, i spend it, cop white ghost tinted
smoke a whole pound in it so you know it ain’t rented
25 on the bear hoodie, go and tell peta
10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single
slight work

[verse 2: wale]
young folarin, gold bottles, we so thorough
my new flow bought hublots below zero
old sneakers that’s worth more than your new apparel
i’m on one, no two-steppin’ in margiela
if you got a blunt, then we got 2
if i got a blunt, you might gotta move
i don’t like to stunt, but now i got to
to celebrating the fact that i’m not you!

remix indeed

okay, shake it, shake it, shake it
can’t wait to see you naked
they cannot see me cause when they see me i’m getting faded
double m we the greatest, women is on the couch
they tryna get it in, we gotta point ‘em out
and then i dance on ‘em
i bet your __ would too with this cash on ya
okay hold up, just might dance on ‘em
let’s say we have a long night and a fast morning
work!

[hook: wale]
slight work, slight work
the wrong drink, the right work
slight work, light work
the wrong drink, the right work

[bridge: french montana]
(work, work) talking ’bout a slight work
(work, work) talking ’bout a slight work
(work, work) talking ’bout a slight work
(work, work) talking ’bout a slight work

[verse 3: diddy]
get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party
then cop a bugatti just to let the oscar ride shotty
how could not admire me? jocking my men entirely
chop the top off the drop and tell ‘em basquiat inspired me
i step up in the spot, they get to working hard
she bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art
i’m the one all the bosses call the boss
i fathered the game, feel like i’m watching my sons floss

[verse 4: ma$e]
what you want me say? what you want me do?
different kind of money make different kind of moves
different kind of dudes wear different kind of jewels
different kind of drop on, different kind of shoes
wear my hat to the back, i’m in a different kind of mood
you get a different kind of chill from a different kind of cool
think they mad with my past, wait ’til they see my future
only dude from the unit, mmg recruited
getting money like i’m jewish, get attention like a nudist
got a cult following of bad broads like i’m buddhist
as a student, i’m a truant, and you know my mind affluent
think you clueless then you foolish if your crew don’t have a judas
wanna know what i been through, what you into
put it all on the table, do it like a menu
get you wider than a venue, humming like hindu
feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you
slight work…

[hook] + [bridge x2]

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ok!
yeah!i got the.. in my pocket, and i’m talking like this
face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck

i got all these hoes trying to f-ck
i got pussy on my mind, i got patron all in my cup
i got shawty on my line trying to do to you know what
and i ain’t got saying no word, you know i…
i swear that you know what.
cause i don’t play, no way!
i take her home, i touch that down, you take that home and you…
cause i’m gonna kick it, and about my…
when i’m counting them hoes i got no bitches
look, i got my city, cause i run that shit
but i face down, and your ass up
and your ass up, and your face down
she coming up trying to … rough
i grab a wheel, i stay down
just breathe hoe, breathe hoe…
i gotta rub her off my pocket, never sleep and i got it
bad bitch she look tropic, and she f-cking right that she shopping.
matter of fact don’t lie
i’m a hot f-ck like i’m flying
got perks off my system
i tell ‘em hoes when i get up

chorus:
put your face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, trying to f-ck

her pussy good, my dick is gold
i’m in your hood, i’ll probably f-ck your hoe
these bitches nasty, i need my nuts lick
these bitches know i got that deep up in your gut, dick
face down with your back at, fingers spread that ass apart
and i’m deep in it, and she lick it, plus a couple nights that they sleep in it
don’t you try to run, where that pussy gone?
i eat… on the week day
weekend hurt three friends
got a nigger … cause i’m deep in when i dove in
..pussy feeling something like the ocean
she ain’t never let a nigger know when
is it gone a nigger soaking.
is it… leave a nigger soaking!
i’m with that, and i get that…
hold up!
i’m nasty and i throw that, your ass bitch …
bad bitch know i know…

chorus:
put your face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck

couple bad independent women in my section
you’ll be.. dollars, i don’t even pay attention
and i knew we’ll be popping bottles, and i don’t think it’s a problem
just hold up, and be opened up!
put your face down, ass up, oh you know…
and now you’re mad, saying that i treat you bad
but i treat you … i treat you… you’ll be leaving…
now we’re at… and honest, try to see what’s …
see the plan, come alone, or i’ll go back home…
play this mother f-cking song, hey!

chorus:
put your face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
face down, ass up, that’s the way, we like to f-ck!
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck
there some hoes in this house, tryin to f-ck

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from the west but i’m heading to the northside
that’s the top, i need a crib on the shortside
i need a backyard full court size
from where the jury is the only thing that’s courtside
chasing money in the city of crime
cash back so then it’s black bags under my eyes
man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep
to me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
man fuck these hating ass bitches i’m gone
they told me no then i reverse it i’m on, i’m on!
i’m on, i’m on, they told me no then i reverse it i’m on
mama had 2 jobs i know that she was working for me
ten years later, i got her working for me
hired the whole family like mobsters
getting paid off our operation we ain’t even doctors
grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city
man going around around the world so many times i’m dizzy
london or japan, orlando, walt disney
paris, abu-dhabi, california weed twistin’ yup!
texas to toronto where they love that nigga drizzy
all the way to detroit, the whole city fucking with me
heading to the money, whole city coming with me
and i’mma rep the city ’til the reaper come and get me yup!

[hook]
and this is how life should go
everything i wanted never seem so close
good people, good drinks, good smoke
got me thinking this is how life should go
this is how life should go
everything i wanted never seem so close
family all around, all highs no lows
got me thinking this is how life should go

[verse 2: wale]
sitting back, putting all my issues in a swisher
i keep a fuck you with my misses, fuck these other bitches
and this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual
‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
the upper percentile
whipping whatever i, 460ls you
i probably go less miles, stay in a small circle
know that it’s god working
police got the swine flu and these niggas is raptized
yeah, maybach poetic genius
you buying a seven jeans, keep mine in a seven beemer
i’m trampolining on niggas and i actually mean it
a fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous
and while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features
that’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus
riding around without a fuck given
behind them dirty plates like a catcher with a mitten
the best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics
and they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen
i’m handsome to these women, i’m envied by these no ones
that’s no joakim noah, nigga everybody know us
and even if you don’t drink everybody po’ up
‘cause all these hating niggas probably never gon’ show up
never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer
even when i’m open, there’s nothing the air colder wassup

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is coming things
as hones aa i can be
my soul objects
from this second i am just saying i am special enough
for me to protect you

do a lot of things before i got in the picture
wait don’t tell me
i know you kissed a lot of girls
tell a lot of lies .. but listen
i ain’t feleing none of that when you held me
i just wanna believe thart oyu met a girl
feel something different than the other ones
i can’t believe that girl emt you and has beautiful intentions
so let us just take a chance take a leap
to the most one understand
so let us just take a chance hope it will alst
change my plans i am gonna take that chance
so let us just take a chance

settle down queen no one knows it better is forever
you are my queen when the time is right
make you my wife the time i hold town
this is our thing from now queen this is our ..
i can fully understand if you got me when the time is right
get my mind right i am gonna give you mommy from around me
i got a past full of shame past full of danger i can give you anything
but the last name is sacred all i ask is a chance you take
that will be save put yourself in the lack and the patience
come again young and do a lot here is a .. take this to my heart
but take them down and i take it how is funny you got the ring and i will give the boyx
so let us just take a chance take a leap to a most understand
so let us just take a chance who know where we land
i will be driving you tell me you can
i want to change my .. i will pay attention to our …
you are ready so let us just take a chance
take a .. take leap to the most one understands
i will be driving you tell me you can
i want to change my plans
i am willing to take that chance
so let us take a chance

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What it look like, my niggas is fly, niggas is jet life
For the …

Look, what it look like, my niggas is fly, niggas is jet life
Look, now roll my jay tight, ha, and now a daylight, yeah
Yeah, ah

Process bees, make these niggas catch seizures
Phone games shitting on irish …
Ha, I’m more cleaver, clever
Whether any weather, nobody doing the better
Me and Spitta’ gooshy bucket I’m gilligan
Ain’t no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair
My real estate sweet, yeah, ginger bread
… bars, prolly in the…
Double mg forever though
Money got me pulling strings, I got the Gepetto dough
Always in them better clothes, I be with them better hoes
No bullshit, every shop, bitch can get a rose
Meaning arrouse,but sorry I’m not too good with vows
I got 1000 bitches, I’m bot too good with vow
We in … Ferrari, …Tiffany’s on me
Don’t fuck with … man I’m addicted to Barney’s
That’s G shit, I be bumping fiend shit
And I’m on the road, you would think they giving me an axe
Wordplay like a motherfucker, I’m the …
Your woman’s a perfect jumper,
… in the swish and I never miss
Get her out of dedicates and I ain’t gotta tell her shit
Put it on whatever bitch mean spit the higher shit
Racks raining on these hoes, jet life forever bitch!

Look, what it look like, my niggas is fly, niggas is jet life
Look, now roll my jay tight, ha, and now a daylight, yeah
Yeah, ah

The engine the back of my car, I’m clearly in a different text
Break it not dawg
Mainstream cheese but I ain’t acting like y’all
Rapping that garbage, attracting maggots
I’m … waiting on luggage, luxury baggage
Fold on carriage with the VAS badges
I’m in the mirror of the Panamera looking at them haters
Cramped in the…
Can’t keep up, get your leaders in order
Full point made interior custom, leather swayed borders
… I’m just a tourist on the set
Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex
I get mine and I bounce like a bad check
You smell the ounce, I ain’t even in your house yet
We smoke loud, might have to get your ears checked out
After your hoes leave the jets hang out
Them lames ain’t even know the newest planes came out
But I’m in every… parking lot of the …bumping
So fuck it, I’m platinum in the streets,
I never gave a fuck, and that’s what they love
She just wanna fuck homie, just wanna hug
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
And baby girl can’t get enough, fill her up

Look, what it look like, my niggas is fly, niggas is jet life
Look, now roll my jay tight, ha, and now a daylight, yeah
Yeah, ah

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