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[Intro: YFN Lucci] Yeah, look [Chorus: YFN Lucci & Kevin Gates] Always wanted me a Cutlass, huh, with the bucket seat Always grew up hustling, gettin’ money, the hood showed love to me All my young niggas sprayin’, so on my side, this shit get ugly You ain’t stand up for your mans, so don’t be lyin’, talkin’ ’bout …
Play this song [Intro: YFN Lucci] Yeah, look [Chorus: YFN Lucci & Kevin Gates] Always wanted me a Cutlass, huh, with the bucket seat Always grew up hustling, gettin’ money, the hood showed love to me All my young niggas sprayin’, so on my side, this shit get ugly You ain’t stand up for your mans, so don’t be …
[Instrumental: Span] [INTRO: Aspy] E Nah [Chorus: Aspy] Hai, zi, mă, frate, care e problema? Nu vezi că timpul trece și te sare schema? E nah, e nah, e nah E nah, e nah, e nah Hai, zi, mă, frate, care e problema? Nu vezi că timpul trece și te sare schema? E nah, e …
[Intro] Kekra bosse à la compo’ Walou Rien Walou [Refrain] Bitch, autour de moi j’vois walou Autour de moi j’vois rien Bitch, autour de moi j’vois walou Autour de moi j’vois rien J’vois rien, j’vois rien Walou, rien Hein, walou, rien Hein, walou, rien Hein, walou Bitch, autour de moi j’vois walou Autour de moi …
[Verse 1: Quilly] Project nigga in them Foreign wheels Got this from Drake, that nigga stole it from Lauryn Hill Dougie on the beat, somethin’ dougie on my feet I’m fresh, never the less, I’m f**kin’ up the streets All these bottles in my section, I ain’t even drinkin’ (?) shoot you in front of …
Gold, Platin und Diamant Brennedn hoaßa Wüstensand In der Fremdenlegion Brauchen’s a koa Religion Kommunisten, Hinudisten Muselmanen oder Christen Jeder kimmt in’s Himmelreich Wann ma hin san samma gleich Sepp bleib då Du bist jå eh schon sakrisch miad Und woast a nit wias Wetter wird Sepp bleib då Sie drahn da d’Gur’l å Bleib …
[Intro: Rich the Kid & Quavo] Bad moves Trap, I might shoot In Miami DJ Durel! [Chorus: Rich the Kid] She don’t even love me, she just like me ’cause I’m bad I was in the ‘Rari pullin’ off, I made ’em mad (Skrrt) If they try to pull me over, I’ma do the dash (Woo, woo) If she …
[Intro: Mir Fontane] Ayy, ayy, ayy [Chorus: Mir Fontane] I need a Benz and a mansion, I need diamonds on me dancin’ Diamonds black like Michael Jackson, diamonds white like Michael Jackson I spent two racks on my fashion, I’m under the cheese like a caption And Momma said I need to slow up, ayy, …
Play this song [Intro] All my life, it been like this CashMoneyAP Always My daddy did this shit I can’t see no other way His daddy did this shit One way Dumb way Go Grizz (I’m a real big speaker) [Verse 1] Controllin’ shit, I’m scorin’ flippers, ain’t nobody want look Losin’ focus, burnin’ soda, tryna win off a …
Play this song [Intro] Na, na, na, na, na Everytime I miss you And I love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental Na, na, na, na, na [Verse 1] I pull up to your crib everytime I miss you And I love to hear your voice, sound like an instrumental (Instumental, yeah) Girl, …
[Intro] Woah! Jeffery Possibly I took some broads, aye Jeff! Aye aye aye aye [Verse 1] I just wanna smash on the first day I just wanna smash on the first day I just wanna smash on the first day I just wanna smash, I’ma smash Smash like a smash gang Smash in my Balmains …
[Intro] Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done created Mario [Chorus] I got real runnin’ through my veins I put VVS’s in my chains Remain the same, don’t change up, no mane Most these niggas change up for change I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what …
[Intro: Young Thug] All I said is for you to keep it real, each and every day Aww, darling, yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] Plain Jane AP with a Cuban link to match it Diamonds on me dancin’, got me lookin’ like Michael Jackson I don’t want you dead, that’s that Fed talk Most these niggas …
[Verse 1: Foggieraw & Andy Mineo] Light-skinned friend she look like Michael Jackson Got a dark-skinned friend she lo-look like Tito (Tito) Pull up to that rim, I can’t miss like D-Rose (D-Rose) Baby my coquito, you know she from Puerto Rico (aye, yah) Lie like James Bond in my black tuxedo (hmm) Southside coolant, …
[Chorus] Yeah Thought about it before I did it, I really wish I had I really wish I had I really wish I had I really wish I weren’t so sad Michael Jackson’s bad Rob him wit’ no mask, yeah Cut his throat with glass, yeah Stuck in my ways, in way too deep It …
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa] See this when I’m sleepin’ You can work my [?] And my nina, she’s a diva Purrin’ like we’ll feed her Pipe her [?] Chili on the chain, seats exceeded Shawty wanna race like a beatle liter Push T’s like a [?] Like three stripes and a slash, I’m undefeated Red …
Part I [Intro] Baby girl I just hope When I grow up I can know the ropes I’m never selling my soul Guess we won’t know until we know So all I can do is hope, hope, hope All I can do is hope When I die leave a note Until then I just hope, …
[Chorus: Amnesty & No I.D.] Yeah Hard to see, ooh The hang-ups we have today-ay-ay Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Said we need to strive for more liberty Lift yourself up on your feet, let’s get it on Yourself up on your feet, let’s get it on Yeah Lift yourself up on your feet, …
(feat. Travis Scott) [Intro: Kris Wu & Travis Scott] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yah [Verse 1: Kris Wu & Travis Scott] I got all this money, so I know you won’t expect this (yahhh) Runnin’ on the low-low, but I know that you interested I just made a call, you …
[Intro] Yeah, real shit [Verse 1] Woke up early, had no weed, I had to smoke me a roach Call up pimpin’ for the plug, I know just where to go (nigga, where you at?) Give a fuck about no hater and I’m all about my paper Hit my nigga Gucci up, I’m ’bout to …
(feat. Travis Scott) [Intro: Kris Wu & Travis Scott] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yah [Verse 1: Kris Wu & Travis Scott] I got all this money, so I know you won’t expect this (yahhh) Runnin’ on the low-low, but I know that you interested I just made a call, you …
[Verse 1] Now tell’em who the baddest/ Michael Jackson yellow, the booty fat as a/mother that could never control her habits/ Was a regular face at these beauty pageants/ All the average dudes can handle/ But they lacking the funds to produce and manage/ The ambition of hunny to do the damage/ In the land …
(feat. DubXX) [Intro] Gunner, Gunner [Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly & DUBXX] Walk up in the spot with hella reefer on me Pockets full of what? Hella quarters, like I’m ’bout to feed the meter Only two seaters, I mean two chiefers We ain’t even parkin’ We just spark it and fly frequent Up in …
Verse 1 It’s Okayi got money on the way Chef it bag it up, yeah we hungry round the way We do it real right, round the clock all night That hustles in my blood, can’t get it out my life G5 whips the color of rose gold He fly switch, the phantom to the …
[An excerpt of a Terrence McKenna speech:] “We have to stop consuming our culture. We have to create culture. Don’t watch TV, don’t read magazines, don’t even listen to NPR. Create your own roadshow. The nexus of space and time, where you are now, is the most immediate sector of your universe. And if you’re …
You been obedient. I been lenient The coupe double cup. You see me lean in it I ain’t preaching it. Bitch be appreciative Keep it secretive won’t front like I don’t know ya Girl with them eyes I do what you wanna I say hypnotize she say controlla It’s like She know everything I love …
[Intro] 03 If I wasn’t rappin’ baby If I wasn’t rappin’ baby, wasn’t rappin’ baby If I wasn’t rappin’ baby If I wasn’t rappin’ baby [Chorus] If I wasn’t rappin’ baby You know I’d be trappin’ daily Sippin’ shit, I’m rappin’ baby She say I be actin’ shady Wake up and I’m after payments Bitch, …
[Chorus: HoodRich Pablo Juan] Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme Buy gelato, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no ice cream I be dressin’ how you dream, why that boy so clean My bitches mad my engine foreign, you know they mean Fill my soda up with lean, I like Faygo Creme ‘Bout …
[Intro] Ayy, ayy Ayyyy Buddah blessed this beat [Verse 1] What up? All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain’t playin’ fair (damn) Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh) Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh) Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey) Don’t …
[Chorus] How come I can’t do what fuck I want do? How come, how come? Tryna get this skraight, no damn hot comb through How come, how come? Weavin’ through the naps, dreams been on hold Since my cradle hit the flo Tender head, my denim skrong Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah [Verse 1: Cam O’bi] …