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'OD' Lyrics - King Los
Here is OD Lyrics by King Los

(Verse)
Countin money
Get me high
Custom custard colored Caddy whippin by
Sittin high
Man I’m talkin bout true force like K O B E
Got 2 whores from K O B
Hop out Benny’s 2 doors, you can J O B me at the same time
The same damn time
I’m Diddy, I’m with Future at the same damn time
On the B E A T, say you got a nigga high like a P C P
Ray got a nigga fly as a bitch
My watch is a Benz, my Benz is a house
My house in the hills, the hills in the sky
My mind in the clouds, reminding the clouds
I’m out for the shine
Bitch I’m faded
Off this green
No, not we talkin crème
Yea I grind
Coffee beans
When high plummet down gotta hit another lick
So I’m up like a fiend tryna get another fix

(Hook)
See some niggas
We codeine
Pop a molly
And mo liquor
I get money
Like codeine
That’s my drug
I OD
Like homie
I OD
Like homie
I OD
See some niggas
Might blow trees
I get money
I OD

(Verse)
Man we got Meech and Beaver Bear
Lion Fox and Rabbit too
Just never be her beaver bear
‘Cause that pussy like a zoo
I like em new like my clothes
When I cop and grab a few
I’m not just addicted to money
I got shopping habits too
I be like Jordan, J’s
Yo money fadin away like Jordan’s J
Boy I play, this doesn’t pay
A lot of money out with a ho just play, enjoy your day
‘Cause I’m enjoying mine, doing me, wrapping rubber bands
I better stack 100$ bills
If you wanna bet I wouldn’t make it
The I’d probably take it back and fuck around as to get money on my whips
‘Cause I’m ridin on cocaine
Nah man don’t mean I’m high, that mean it’s white on white
And top going back so far that I bet that bitch probably
Need roll game
When high plummet down gotta hit another lick
So I’m up like a fiend tryna get another fix

(Hook)
See some niggas
We codeine
Pop a molly
And mo liquor
I get money
Like codeine
That’s my drug
I OD
Like homie
I OD
Like homie
I OD
See some niggas
Might blow trees
I get money
I OD

Like homie…

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'Doing You Well' Lyrics - King Los (Ft. Devin Cruise)
Here is Doing You Well Lyrics by King Los Ft. Devin Cruise

(Verse)
Damn baby, if you met me halfway
Of course I'd meet you,
2 door coupe, of course I seat you
Whole time fucking, give you more times love you
Till your left side shivers, screaming that's my liver
I deliver, I just live a different life
I could give her 24 karat fuck but why live life bitter
When you balling and you get it
You could get it, I could give it
Like the good wheels sitting on some good wheels
Hood still rolling, nice watch and cope nice clothes
Up in birddog, with your best top flight pose
And your bag make bad bitches flock like hoes
And your ass make mad niggas knock like Los
You compose in a picture froze, hit you with the rose
And you rolled, in the side of rose,
And you switching clothes, like my flows
Any picture told, just stick with your goals
If it's cold, we can cover up
Damn shawty, fuck is up?

(Hook)
You know that pussy is mine, you can act like it ain't
Shawty get your ass over here,
I'mma run my name on that yeah
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that?
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that, and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?

(Verse)
I hear your friends talking shawty, I'm just coasting through that
Couple racks on your bag, I'm supposed to do that
Had a dream of posting you where a ocean view at
Feels like an ocean break commercial where you sposed to move at
Queen, like the rock band, make a band rock
While it's going down like the Titan… ic
Why panic, I got you, don't never worry baby
You got a man but we fucking just like we married baby
All you do is call me when he fuck up
But I ain't trippin, we taking trips and we drinking
I just ask if you say the shit that you thinking
If you need to get away, we could make a date and we linking
Take you out that Lincoln, cope niggas closets to put some minx in
Have you riding money honey feel like you pullin the bricks
Maybe we be flexin, VVS inside of the linkson
If you ready for your queen, I'ma fly you out to the king, shawty

(Hook)
You know that pussy is mine, you can act like it ain't
Shawty get your ass over here,
I'mma run my name on that yeah
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that?
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that, and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?

(Bridge)
Hold up, King, if that nigga step to you wrong
And get out of character like it's twitter message too long
Like you went the best you stressin and all done press on the phone
When the sun rise I wish you all the best in the morn like, like
Like here's your piece of the sun
This is my piece of advice, just tell em peace and you done
It's like releasing a ton, that pain ain't good for your mind
Just tell that pussy he done, just tell that pussy is mine

(Hook)
You know that pussy is mine, you can act like it ain't
Shawty get your ass over here,
I'mma run my name on that yeah
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that?
I wanna know, hey why you wanna go and do that, and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?

Hey why you wanna go and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that, and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?
Hey why you wanna go and do that?

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'Why You Mad' Lyrics - King Los
Here is Why You Mad Lyrics by King Los

(Bridge – Los)
You get money all day
Stack money all day
Fuck bitches all night in the club with your bands out
Pop bottles till you pass out
You really bout that life, they don’t do it like you
No they don’t do it like you
From the whips to the hoes, you got everything locked
From the bottom to the top
We gotta let a nigga know, why you so mad?

(Hook – Los)
Why you so mad?
Why you niggas so mad?
When you see me ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
When you see a nigga ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?

(Verse 1 – King Los)
Uhhh, probably cause your bitches
Shocking all my niggas, we just rubber banding on figures
I laughin at you niggas, just order fifty more bottles
That’s big money decisions
I do it to the strippers nigga
Throwin’ thirty motherfuckin’ bands homie
I don’t give a fuck, pour it up, pour it up
Champagne spillin’ all on my Louie’s
She keep pullin’ on all my chewbies
Diamonds dancin’ all on my jewelry, woah
Hold up, I see a hater
Roll up, I need a paper
Know what? probably a guy, she a beggar
I climb in your mom and you probably will take her, back
You wack, in fact, she remind me of Vegas
You remind me of Vega
We ain’t no kin, all I do is shock her, like Blanca
This remind me of Sega, damn
Old video game ass nigga want a chain
You put ten in your chain ass, nigga lame ass
Nigga same cash nigga, make a nigga laugh
Make a nigga cry, niggas die every day over that bullshit
The four fifth like Jordan back
The Porsche white but the Jordans black
Not my Jordans, my Jordans white
But when a nigga came around the corner black
I was on them 23′s, you see where I’m doing it at
See how I do it nigga, you know where I do it at
All these bitches throw to a nigga like a quarterback
Yeah, she throw it like a quarterback
Hater keep the change, I don’t even need a quarter back
Hater keep the change, I don’t even need a quarter back
Cause everytime I see you in the club

(Bridge – Los)
You get money all day
Stack money all day
Fuck bitches all night in the club with your bands out
Pop bottles till you pass out
You really bout that life, they don’t do it like you
No they don’t do it like you
From the whips to the hoes, you got everything locked
From the bottom to the top
We gotta let a nigga know, why you so mad?

(Hook – Los)
Why you so mad?
Why you niggas so mad?
When you see me ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
When you see a nigga ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?

(Verse 2 – King Los)
I don’t know what you’ve been told
All my bitches rock diamonds and gold
All your hoes wanna ride, tonight
Money fallin’ from the sky
Love the way you do it baby
Climb your ass up on that pole
Right cheek, left cheek, lose control, tonight
Money falling from the sky
Love the way you do it, don’t do it like you do it baby
Love the way you do it, don’t do it like you do it baby

(Bridge – Los)
You get money all day
Stack money all day
Fuck bitches all night in the club with your bands out
Pop bottles till you pass out
You really bout that life, they don’t do it like you
No they don’t do it like you
From the whips to the hoes, you got everything locked
From the bottom to the top
We gotta let a nigga know, why you so mad?

(Hook – Los)
Why you so mad?
Why you niggas so mad?
When you see me ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
Why you so mad?
When you see a nigga ball
Really want me fall off
Wanna see me doing bad, why you so mad?

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'Back To Black' Lyrics - Beyonce (Ft. Andre 3000)
Here is Back To Black Lyrics by Beyonce Ft. Andre 3000

[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
I, I left no time to regret
Kept my dick wet
With that same old bet
You and your head high
And your tears dry
Get on without your guy
And I, I, I went back to a knew
So far removed
From all that we went through
And you and you you, you tread a troubled track
Your odds are always stacked
You'll go back to black

[Hook: Andre 3000]
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
I go back to her and you go back to, (you go back to)

[Verse 2: Beyonce]
I, I loved you much,
It's not enough
I love blow and you love puff
And life, is like a pipe
And I'm a tiny penny rollin'
Up the walls inside

[Hook x2: Beyonce]
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
I go back to her and I go back to, (I go back to)
We only said goodbye with words
I died a hundred times
I go back to her and I go back to, (I go back to)

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'Sack' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
Here is Sack Lyrics by Future & FreeBand Gang

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

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

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

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

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'Automatic' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
Here is Automatic Lyrics by Future & FreeBand Gang

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

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

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'No Favors' Lyrics - Future & FreeBand Gang
Here is No Favors Lyrics by Future & FreeBand Gang

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

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

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

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

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

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