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Play this song [Intro] Run that money counter, baby Ayy, who the fuck is Narquise? [Chorus: Rich the Kid] Got the Rolls Royce, it’s a truck (It’s a skrrt) Count a half a million dollars in the cut (Half a what?) Got a lil’ blonde bitch tryna fuck (Tryna fuck) All these hoes on me …
[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah Amari Jacob, you know what I’m sayin’ ATL Jacob Proud of you Gang, gang [Chorus: Young Thug] Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin’ my socks off (Slurp) It’s so crazy how this money start …
[Intro] Wheezy outta here [Chorus] Lotta money, I can have a cash war Flew back across the water with a passport (Ah) Lamborghini Uru is a fast car (Fast) I’m around the world, securin’ me a bag, boy (Boy) Call the bro neighbor like he next door (Next) Rolls Royce, got carpet on the floorboard …
[Intro] Cook that shit up, Quay [Chorus] I can’t fuck with shawty, know she’ll tell Slim shit, look like Draya Michele I been goin’ crazy, givin’ ’em hell She ain’t tryna go with me, I’ma pay her I crush a lot, baby girl, I’m a player Connect the dots then I plug up the scale …
[Intro: Young Thug & Skooly] Yeah, I’m on the run Here I come, I’m with your mom We got London On Da Track [Chorus] If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need …
(feat. Rich The Kid) [Chorus] Clocked in, ye I’m working around the clock, ye Whipping my hand in the pot, ye Pockets not down to stop Clocked in, ye nigga clocked in Clocked in, ye nigga clocked in [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Clocked in Plug back [?] [?] Young niggas holding mob sticks I think I …
(feat. Rick Ross) [Rick Ross:] This special, biggest, global [Fergie:] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah To say it’s complicated, understatement of the year Well maybe conflict made it a new flavor in your ear They know that I’m a problem, that’s why everybody scared Whatever doesn’t kill you, can make you an I’ll-ionaire Uh, just turn …
[Chorus: Quavo] Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture Higher we go, beg and plead for the- [Verse 1: Quavo] I’ma put these racks in your face In your face, show you that you lame I’ma stash these M’s at my place In my place, but no I’m not the bank I’ma pull …
[Chorus] I got the Rollie from models in shoebox, I brought ’em back out I just got through from smashin’ on tour, my booty blank out I’m on a pill, ridin’ my top off, I got that Mac out I got a four, that half of white, I’m in a crack house You ain’t never …
[Intro] I’m through, I just did a deuce Your boo, with me too, she loose I flew, like I’m sick, G5 You, won’t shake shit, V-Live I get them racks to come outside Champagne Papi, look alive I’m the truth so hold your lies Like my IG I go live Back on road, you know …
[Intro] I’m through, I just did a deuce Your boo, with me too, she loose I flew, like I’m sick, G5 You, won’t shake shit, V-Live I get them racks to come outside Champagne Papi, look alive I’m the truth so hold your lies Like my IG I go live Back on road, you know …
[Intro] June your a genius Know we started from the bottom nigga Think It’s A Game You know you don’t hustle you don’t eat nigga You know if you broke you don’t sleep nigga You know, long live all my niggas Yeah [Verse 1] Look, aye keep that Glock by my tommy Boy you know …
[Verse 1: Fabolous] Time to put in work, we all got a job to do I light a joint then ask myself "What would Pablo do?" Coming through with the paper plates like the barbecue Got the haters shaking heads like the bobbles do Yeah, but it’s all for my family The goal wasn’t live …
[Verse 1: Fabolous] Time to put in work, we all got a job to do I light a joint then ask myself "What would Pablo do?" Coming through with the paper plates like the barbecue Got the haters shaking heads like the bobbles do Yeah, but it’s all for my family The goal wasn’t live …
[Chorus: Quavo] Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture Higher we go, beg and plead for the- [Verse 1: Quavo] I’ma put these racks in your face In your face, show you that you lame I’ma stash these M’s at my place In my place, but no I’m not the bank I’ma pull …
Intro Let me see that bag if you got it Got, got, got, got it Let me see that bag if you got it Verse 1 I pop this booty when I see the Duffle Bag I make it clap when he pull them rubber band Shake for the cash Shake for the stach Broke …
My life good, so good I know, I know, I know yeah yeah [Hook] Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath I’m too blessed to be stressed I’m too blessed to be stressed Maserati, Rolls Royce, skurr, first class, birdbath I’m too blessed to be stressed I’m too blessed to be stressed [Verse 1] Hit …
Part I [Chorus: Kendrick Lamar] Miss me with that bullsh*t (bullsh*t) You ain’t really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin’ out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou’ then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a …
[Hook] We took us a break but we back now Ain’t nothing gon’ throw off this cash cow I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang All I see is the streets when we back out Took us a break but we back now Back in this bitch with a bag now Sour niggas …
[Hook] We took us a break but we back now Ain’t nothing gon’ throw off this cash cow I pull up and skrrt in that foreign thang All I see is the streets when we back out Took us a break but we back now Back in this bitch with a bag now Sour niggas …
[Intro: Lupe Fiasco] If you rolling around Los Angeles right now This one right here is for you (keep it true) And they say, and they say, and they say, and they say, now Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco] Sunsets Los Angeles undressed like The sky put on a …
Tweet Share (Intro: Future) I bet she love I bet she love, love I bet she (Pre-Chorus: Young Thug) It’s true I said I love you but I didn’t promise We came from grippin’ the K’s, our fingers got bunions Keypad, no key to my doors And we made love! (Chorus: Young Thug) All this …
Below are the complete “Real Love” lyrics by Future displayed. These lyrics were added 8 hours ago. Real Love lyrics [Intro: Future] I bet she love I bet she love, love I bet she [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug] It’s true I said I love you but I didn’t promise We came from grippin’ the K’s, our …
Lyrics Stitches – Losing it Here I come Here I go Out of control I’m losing it. And I don’t go, where I’mma go I’m running out of time, searching for my soul. (x2) All of this fame All it did was bring me all of this pain They saying ”I changed” I ain’t changed …
Big headed, long stick Fucked up, turnt too Do it big headed, long stick Turnt up, turnt too Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, …
Lyrics Fergie – Hungry To say it’s complicated, understatement of the year Well maybe conflict made it a new flavor in your ear They know that I’m a problem, that’s why everybody scared Whatever doesn’t kill you, can make you an I’ll-ionaire Uh, just turn the headphones up or make the windows roll up I …
[Intro: Ralo] Uh, you know I’m the only rapper don’t need no show money You dig what I’m sayin’ Ralo, woo Famgoon [Verse 1: Ralo] The pack in, I’m back in, fuck a backend A black man running shit like I’m Batman You can’t even get the leprechaun to craft this chain You rap niggas …
KID INKBad Ass Lyrics (ft. Wale & Meek Mill) [Hook: Kid Ink] I’m feeling like the man of the hour, tear down that house I’m throwin’ this money, like it’s no runnin’ out Okay, but I wanna know, can you get in the aisle And drop it down the pole, like it’s a fire? Now …
[Hook: Justin Bieber} Woah, woah, woah You can be my supermodel (supermodel) You can be my supermodel (supermodel) You can be my supermodel (supermodel) Oh the way you strut your shit You can be my supermodel (supermodel) Oh I wanna take your pic [Verse 1: Justin Bieber] Oh it’s like 3 in the morning And …
[Intro: Ralo] Uh, you know I’m the only rapper don’t need no show money You dig what I’m sayin’ Ralo, woo Famgoon [Verse 1: Ralo] The pack in, I’m back in, fuck a backend A black man running shit like I’m Batman You can’t even get the leprechaun to craft this chain You rap niggas …