Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh - Circle Lyrics and Video (Ft. Hit-Boy)
Artist
Casey Veggies,
Hit-Boy,
Rockie Fresh
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'Circle' Lyrics - Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh ft. Hit-Boy
Here is Circle Lyrics by Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh Ft. Hit-Boy
(Hook)
Who them niggas getting all that dough? (that my own circle)
Taking bitches you won’t call back huh? (that my own circle)
Hit the part and we blow that loud (that my own circle)
Damn my nigga I broke my round (that my own circle)
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
(Verse)
I’m a young fly LA nigga and ain’t no squares in my circle
She down to ride, she let me film, might put her ass in a commercial
And rep the team, that’s a good look, got the recipe in a cook book
See a nigga taking pictures for the look book
And the boy bout to hit like a good hook
She gone
Baby girl always seek me out when we be tourin
Only 19 but I’m pullin up in that foreign
Square niggas tryna block, still takin shots and I’m scorin
They pay a lot so I blow it, she shake a lot so I throw it
(Hook)
Who them niggas getting all that dough? (that my own circle)
Taking bitches you won’t call back huh? (that my own circle)
Hit the part and we blow that loud (that my own circle)
Damn my nigga I broke my round (that my own circle)
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
(Verse)
Put this shit on Shaq bitch, we ain’t backin down
My business bitch can get me Sy young when I’m at the mount
I heard yo hoe was looking for me, I was out of town
London man, Amsterdam, I ain’t worried now
Money comin to me, money comin to me, how it feel?
I’m getting guns, my bitch be thinkin she Tamia Hill
I’m out here workin like a nigga, never signed a deal
And I’m gone off the purple nigga, ain’t no squares in my circle nigga
(Hook)
Who them niggas getting all that dough? (that my own circle)
Taking bitches you won’t call back huh? (that my own circle)
Hit the part and we blow that loud (that my own circle)
Damn my nigga I broke my round (that my own circle)
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
Ain’t no squares in my circle, Ain’t no squares in my circle
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013 |
Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh - Perception:Love All Around Me Lyrics and Video (Ft. Kirko Bangz)
Artist
Casey Veggies,
Kirko Bangz,
Rockie Fresh
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'Perception:Love All Around Me' Lyrics - Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh ft. Kirko Bangz
Here is Perception:Love All Around Me Lyrics by Casey Veggies & Rockie Fresh Ft. Kirko Bangz
(Perception)
(Verse)
Sound like nights waking up in cold sweats
But it’s worth it, when you make it, get them full checks
There’s no such thing as one life and no stress
But is there such thing as real life and you da best?
Think cuz I know I’m blessed, use bibles as a text
I wash away my sins, God got me on my chance
She was going in, I started to sweat
So when I met her at the party I started a quest
Had to take a step back and let it refresh
Birds fly, they be chirpin and leavin the nest
If a chick need that work you just leave it to us
I got a lot to give, lot of boys needing my trust
It ain’t the right time and you in a rush
You be right, I be wrong and let it regress
In yo tights, in yo thong, I know that you blessed
In the night when I’m gone you wish I never left
(Hook x2)
It’s the first thing you think when you hear my name
Watch it all, don’t even blink when I’m in yo frame
Out of sight, out of mind but I’m here to stay
With my life on the line, baby I made a way
(Verse)
I’m that shadow, there’s nobody tryna get it like me
Just try and hustle how I hustle, see the money I see
And get about 600, we don’t give em ID
Cuz they all know me, now it’s time to see I’m winnin
And my bitch say I’m fine but I look better when I spend
The whip that we be in, it really all depends on the weather
We can drop the top in the summer or we can get the truck in the winter
Cuz we some winners
A white girl say they love me like I’m Broady Jenner,
Give me good brain of that name I probably won’t remember
Is it Ashley? Or is it Jasmin?
We throwin a party, well look bitch I’m taxin
Bring 50 racks, hell gotta get my stacks in
Finna drop the album and the shit gon go platinum
Yea, shit’s so insane
Feel my glory nigga, feel my pain
Young Rockie the name
(Hook x2)
It’s the first thing you think when you hear my name
Watch it all, don’t even blink when I’m in yo frame
Out of sight, out of mind but I’m here to stay
With my life on the line, baby I made a way
(Love All Around Me)
(Hook)
From yo city to my city, come ride with me
Keep ridin nigga, this my city
We ain’t trippin mane, it’s all love
Got weed and bitches, I’mma count it up, count it up
When I’m in H-Town it’s love (it’s love all around me)
When I’m in Cali mane it’s love (all round me, all around me)
Throw em up, it’s getting money we on
Ain’t trippin bout these hoes
Cuz it’s love all around me
(Verse)
Tinted up when I ride
AC on and it’s hot outside
They got a microscope on how we live our life
Young niggas don’t die, we multiply
She choosin on me, I knew she wanted it
But I’mma make Shawty work a bit
I’mma make mama twerk a bit
She just learned it’s so legit
21 and she say she skip
In the H-Town, getting cake now
Fuck it then, bust that shit open
Really ain’t nothing, just part of the culture
Young Veggies and they say this is vultures
But I ain’t worried bout nothing, I’m focused
In a Lambo with Kirko
Pumpin freeway like Moses
I get there off and see the damn roses
Talkin to my conscience, lookin for my common sense
Closet full Pumas and of Prada sneakers
I’m a prodigy getting that monopoly
With some hoes that always had it out for me
Main girl know that she always got a house with me
We gon live it up just don’t give it up
Can’t deal with me if you don’t believe in me
I’ve been in streets since it froze in the south
I never changed, I get love all around
High off life when they see me comin down
Love all around til it’s no longer found
No longer found, we the more winners get known in the town
Enough about me, know you heard about me
Love all around, bust em hoes to the ground
(Hook)
From yo city to my city, come ride with me
Keep ridin nigga, this my city
We ain’t trippin mane, it’s all love
Got weed and bitches, I’mma count it up, count it up
When I’m in H-Town it’s love (it’s love all around me)
When I’m in Cali mane it’s love (all round me, all around me)
Throw em up, it’s getting money we on
Ain’t trippin bout these hoes
Cuz it’s love all around me
(Verse)
Let’s look back into the future, nigga ain’t no lookin back
And turn a dollar to 100, turn 100 to a stack
And I started from the bottom, take a look at where I’m at
Man I’m out here tryna get it while I’m livin young and black
They know every block that I turned
Or every blunt that I burned
Or every dollar I earned
I appreciate it, appreciate it
These fuck niggas concerned,
I got the shit that they yearn
And one day they gon learn
To appreciate it, appreciate it
My crew is rockin locations and now they made some statements
Perfect verification of why you niggas hatin
I thought my homies beginning to exist, instant claiming
We got power to change it, hit it after we name it
And when my nigga NY blowin weed smoke
My bitch got new karats and a pink coat
She look into my eyes, she promised that she sees hope
Road tip, hop up in the whip then we creep slow
(Hook)
From yo city to my city, come ride with me
Keep ridin nigga, this my city
We ain’t trippin mane, it’s all love
Got weed and bitches, I’mma count it up, count it up
When I’m in H-Town it’s love (it’s love all around me)
When I’m in Cali mane it’s love (all round me, all around me)
Throw em up, it’s getting money we on
Ain’t trippin bout these hoes
Cuz it’s love all around me
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013 |
Rockie Fresh & Casey Veggies - Fresh Veggies Lyrics and Video
Artist
Casey Veggies,
Rockie Fresh
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(Hook x2)
Fresh… Veggies
Fresh… Veggies
(Verse)
I need like 100 mill but you know it take time
You rappers ain’t fly as me but I respect you tryin
You don’t make no real music, I don’t expect if you sign
Got bad hoes in my circle, got my main chick on my line
Young nigga movin, time is money, we don’t waste time
Back in high school she did the homework, man is she fine
Niggas hatin on me, they don’t like the way that I shine
Started started grip, damn man that’s a sign
She fell in love with the boy, know the songs, the girl’s lovin the boy
Came with that concept cus she always tryna fuck with the boy
Shawty ain’t bout no money
I don’t even think she makin love with the boy
She just like the police
Always be cuffin a boy
This hoe don’t really put trust in a boy
So I chill, just bump with my boys
That’s a pyramid scam, I do not fuck wit you boy
Don’t need yo mechanic, I go to the dealer
Pay what you owe her you gon get a visit
I ain’t even wanna slam
Pull up in that new shit, that’s 4 hoes, fresh veggies
Try that shit on me, oh man goddamn
She try to pass on me, I’m going in for that slam
Let’s play around with these bands
Cash…
(Interlude)
I told em…
We got it man
Yea, Fresh Veggies
100 million
Ah man
Let’s get it
(Hook)
Fresh… Veggies
Fresh… Veggies
(Verse)
I don’t know where my mind goin
I don’t know where these bitches going neither
I know that the one I got is bad
Okay she bad but does that mean that she a keeper?
Ayo a lot of these fans be some sleepers
You see I always had lines that’s deeper
And even though some people don’t always get em
I still pack em and I ship em and I turned into a killer cuz I couldn’t be the victim
One of the hottest in my city cuz I drop gems
Truly grateful, Lord I’m thankful that I’m not them
I keep it chill, don’t let them niggas have the street shit
I’m on my seven different countries in a week shit
And smoke a quarterback and treat it like it’s cheap shit
They think they fly but Rockie Fresh is known to flee flick
Run it, all think they ready
Flow so heavy, fuck around and break a levy
This world’s so deadly so I’m livin for the moment
I do it how she want it, make er tat my name on it
She love my energy, Redbull, I give her wings
Designer shoes and bags and other nice things
Fight for my position way before the bell dings
I hope it’s bout some money every time my phone rings
They try to hold me downbut from the ground I just spring
Let’s roll one up and make a toast, the young is living like king
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013 |
Kid Ink - No Miracles Lyrics and Video (Ft. Elle Varner & MGK)
Artist
Elle Varner,
Kid Ink,
MGK
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(Chorus)
I never waited on a miracle
There ain’t no miracles round here
There ain’t no miracles…
I’m not afraid of the impossible
There ain’t impossible round here
There ain’t impossible, no
(Verse)
I aint afraid, knowin’ shit’s gotta change
One day it’ll never be the same
Just look into my heart you can see the grind
Look into my eyes you can see the pain
Painted a perfect picture where I came from
Some nights when I thought I wouldn’t see the sun
Son raised, though daddy wasn’t home, word
Hard tryna hold it down like a short skirt
Skurr off from these niggas tryna hold me back
I will not lose, Hov told me that
Dreaming bout a moment that’ll change my life
I don’t never wanna wake up, turn off the lights
Gotta let it burn, I’ve been ready to ignite
I said nothing’s impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
(Chorus)
I never waited on a miracle
There ain’t no miracles round here
There ain’t no miracles…
I’m not afraid of the impossible
There ain’t impossible round here
There ain’t impossible, no
(Verse)
I ain’t afraid, it’s nothing more I gotta say
To them haters middle finger, up to yo face
Facing so many problems, hate being tested
From a place where they waiting to see me arrested
No rest, tryna make it where I wanna go
Alumni but I couldn’t make the honoral
Too cool for school, I’m too rude with you
There’s no rules in the life we choose
I gotta ride for something, gotta die for something
Say you only live once, we’ll I keep it 100
Mo money, mo problems keep on coming
Tryin, a nigga go back but these niggas keep frontin
Right now everything going right, it could fuck up tonight though
Said nothing’s impossible
See me runnin through the city, no obstacles
No option two, one way to go
(Chorus)
I never waited on a miracle
There ain’t no miracles round here
There ain’t no miracles…
I’m not afraid of the impossible
There ain’t impossible round here
There ain’t impossible, no
(Verse)
I ain’t afraid, I’m already there
I just don’t know when we goin
It’s crazy how the devil gets us when we heaven-sent
My hands already red, I lost so many men
Heavy is the head that bares the crown that I’m wearin man
I was a loser just tryna fit and I let em in
But those were school days, I grew up, now I’m on Letterman
I never thought that a song I wrote in a minivan
Would ever have the impact I’m reading inside these letters man
Dear Kells I heard yo story and felt it man
Your voice inspires, I feel like I can do anything
By the way, I sent you something from my brother
Open it up, a razor felt, it was a cutter, damn!
What if you were me, in 2003?
Rap was just a dream back when dreams burning like CD’s, feed em to the streets
Would you let adversity as you are, come for money
Guys you all realize everything you need’s inside you
(Chorus x2)
I never waited on a miracle
There ain’t no miracles round here
There ain’t no miracles…
I’m not afraid of the impossible
There ain’t impossible round here
There ain’t impossible, no
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013 |
Kid Ink - Iz U Down Lyrics and Video (Ft. Tyga)
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(Pre-Hook)
I can tell by the way you’ve been lookin at yo girlfriend…
I can tell by the way you’ve been dancing wit yo girlfriend…
(Hook)
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(Verse)
Now it ain’t hard to tell
By the way you’ve been lookin at her face
It’s something on yo expression lookin like you need a taste of that Ace
Take the ground, it’s nothing that I can say
It’s a lot up on her plate, I’ve been ready, hit the bass
Hit it
Guess who back in the building with the motherfuckin problems
Top of the world, all the way from the bottom
Turn this whole bitch up like fox and go in, show out
I seen them kids send pics of you and yo girlfriend
Tryna get yo lights up
But this shit been helping
Got a question, how many drinks do it take til you start getting touchy feely?
Gotta make sure I pay them both attention or one of em gon kill me
Say the truth, whole truth, no undercover freak, I’m guilty
Check please, pay the cost
To be the boss, just bill me
(Pre-Hook)
I can tell by the way you’ve been lookin at yo girlfriend…
I can tell by the way you’ve been dancing wit yo girlfriend…
(Hook)
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(One question)
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(One question)
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(Verse)
Can I have that? You and yo best friend on a mattress
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
That was way back then
Lost a little weight but that ass still thick, goddamn
So innocent, I’m a guilty trip, she ride the dick
It be worth the trip
No answers, no romantic shit
Just friends with benefits
I take that (take that)
Never seen a roof come back on a Maybach (I don’t think you seen that)
Uh tryna meet there, I could put you anywhere
Fly private air, uh yea
Who do dare?
Take it on me, can’t compare, my fashion rare
All I wear, mad skin skill, man that shit so ill
I just wanna take you girls home
Make a nasty song and put this shit online
We could do it like dinner plate
Have a house party, all night long
Iz u down is my theme song
Take yo thong off, put me on
T-Raw, I’m in the dub so go and let a nigga bump
(Bridge)
‘Cus I can tell by the way, tell tell by the way
I can tell by the, I can tell tell by the by the
‘Cus I can tell by the way, tell tell by the way
I can tell by the, I can tell tell by the way
I can tell by the way you’ve been lookin at yo girlfriend…
I can tell by the way you’ve been dancing wit yo girlfriend…
(Verse)
I can tell from how you look inside of her eye
It’s obvious this time you havin the time of your life
The timin is right, this kind of a night need two at a time
Round two, upright, I find these hoes just losin their mind
Girls gone wild, going all out
Let’s be honest, you ain’t gotta lie
One question, how many freaks do it take til this bitch turn into a orgy
3 shots in and I’m feelin like Horry
Shoulda never gave a nigga money, man pour me
Just pour me up, high, I’m sippin lean like I’m on a fuckin diet
LA nigga, bout to start a fuckin riot
Why you tryna deny it?
(Pre-Hook)
I can tell by the way you’ve been lookin at yo girlfriend…
I can tell by the way you’ve been dancing wit yo girlfriend…
(Hook)
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(One question)
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
(One question)
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013 |
Gino Marley - Importing Lyrics and Video
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Gino Marley
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(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party
I’m important
My money pouring, my bitch deported
(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party, to party
It’s a party, jump out of Porsches
Them porches, came a long way from playing corners
With toasters, use no holsters, they just warned us
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder
(Verse)
Money, lots of money, I’m balling
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder
From porches to driving Porsches, my wrist a fortune
Water, whip that shit, I get that cross the border
In Jordans, I meet my plug and then I meet his daughter
That’s Portia, she from Georgia but she in Florida
Numbers running low so come and hurry, place yo order
My trap house ain’t nothing in it but pot stoves and water
I’m focused, I’m for robbin and down for poking
We smokers, use no holsters, they just warned us
Bullets get to bouncing, niggas get hittin they phone in
Money been my motive every since I had a barber
Pull out, hop out, kill a nigga without a problem
You niggas is heartless and heartless
I’mma try regardless,
Trap house doing numbers, jump like Jordan
Regardless, bank rolls in my pocket, straight importin
(Hook)
I’m importing, my money pouring, my bitch deported
She flawless, couple hood bitches I know in Harlem
And Portia, she from Georgia, she trap the hardest
Molly and Mary Jane, they just start to party, to party
It’s a party, jump out of Porsches
Them porches, came a long way from playing corners
With toasters, use no holsters, they just warned us
Voices in my head keep telling me… go harder
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Monday, December 16, 2013 |
Gino Marley - Fallen Lyrics and Video (Ft. Fat Trel)
Artist
Fat Trel,
Gino Marley
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(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
(Verse)
My money steady callin and callin (it’s callin)
Amigo all on my line, he got me ballin (I’m ballin)
Foreign cars with kilos, out here stolen (no staling)
Pistols get the shoe, now you fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin like Rollies and Spalding
Ray has got me flushin down the toilets
Only want the top, that’s where I’m goin
Fuckin foreigns and foreigns while tourin
SD at er, first he said she borin
Young money, smell my shit, just growing and growing
It’s growing
SD at er, first he said she borin
Young money, smell my shit, just growing and growing
Squad
(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
(Verse)
Well it’s papers and yo bitches in my bed in the morning
Yo girlfriend wanna fuck me cus she bored (she too bored)
Everywhere I go I’m so important
I’m ballin, I’m ballin, I’m Jordan
Pop up on top, I’m scorin
I can’t fuck yo bitch, she can’t afford me
My new bitch from Cali, California (and she foreign)
Hugo with that 30, I ain’t normal
Fuck a lot of thoughts, I was tourin
Slutty boy show, smoke a lot of dro
White bitches trippin, drinkin poppin, sniffin coke
Tote straps, every area and zip code, boy
(Hook)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (my money callin)
Wakin up to money got me ballin (I’m cash)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
Pistols get the shoes, now you fallen
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
I can’t get no sleep, my money callin (it’s callin)
You fallen (you fallen)
I’m ballin (I’m ballin)
Amigo all on my line, he say go all in
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