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Drakeo The Ruler – Fools Gold Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Please kill it with all that fools gold
Talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone, lil nigga you’ll get tombstoned
Fresh up out a new home, Celine on my shoe clothes
Nigga it get tricky if Ricky up in the Loub store
Bathing Ape cape and shit, nobody can tame the kid
This that 2016 blood on my Maison shit
Blatantly, strangling niggas who like to fake the funk
[Chorus]
Please kill it with all that fools gold, talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone
These clown niggas give me new songs, nigga what is you on? I’m tired of arguing with camera on
Chopper hanging out my loose drawers
[Verse 2]
Chopper hanging out my loose drawers
Too tall, Luke Walton, too smart
Not one of these new boys, bomb this bitch, Kim Un
Fools ball, fools gold, talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone
Niggas out, you know, bye bitch, kudos
Big Banc sumo, nigga I’m the uno
Feed me all blue notes, pictures on tombstones
Money in your head, you the nigga walking dead
Make it rain like confetti, kicking sauce like spaghetti
Y’all eye busters, leave a nigga face like Fetty
Y’all niggas ain’t ready, I could tell from the beginning
I can verify the envy, you can’t stand another ending
Join the team that’s winning
[Chorus]
Please kill it with all that fools gold, talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone
These clown niggas give me new songs, nigga what is you on? I’m tired of arguing with camera on
Chopper hanging out my loose drawers
Kill it with all that fools gold, talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone
These clown niggas give me new songs, nigga what is you on? I’m tired of arguing with camera on
Chopper hanging out my loose drawers
Kill it with all that fools gold, talkin’ ’bout it’s two tone
These clown niggas give me new songs, nigga what is you on? I’m tired of arguing with camera on
Chopper hanging out my loose drawers

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Drakeo The Ruler – Take It How U Want Lyrics

shit these niggas vicious
Say it to my face, these niggas be sneak dissin’
Maison Margielas the same as my Beretta
Grab a shoe and wear it, these niggas be Cinderellas
Made it thunderstorm, blew your umbrellas, who do it better? I body bag opponents
Niggas got that crooked face bitch but Drakeo put you on it
[Outro]
Mister Mosely, damn take it how you want it, bitch
Ten chains on bitch, my neck hurt, shit, ugh
It’s regular Sheesh, tell these niggas shut they f**kin’ mouths
The grinch just stole Christmas, Easter, and another pouch
What you want? Lightning, brightening, frightening, my wrist a thundercat
Bop me, top me, slop me, can I come home to that? Poured a five, I’m gone, let Mister Mosely rap
Grimy, shiesty, sniper, he went culdesacs
Margiela, Maison sweater, can’t get two old for that
Get crucified, the Ruler, know where my throne is at
Own me, owe me, clone me, but you can’t do this here
In V’s with Bathing Ape, ’cause I ain’t new to this
Big banc uchie for sure, this ain’t a crucifix
Ugh, she show mud, they know just who it is
I am Mister Mosely, got niggas shootin’ kids
I really don’t condone it, my life of Judases
Snakey, snakey, snakey, send fire through the pits
My hitman treacherous, Bino, he known for shootin’ kids
ISIS, crisis, for a hundred I could call him in
He crazy, sprayin’ me ‘fore he even get to say I’m in
Never say never but I ain’t never tryna see the pen
Fix your face, you mad but I just came to win
Could never build a label when niggas is showin’ favoritism
And watch your mouth or what’s gon’ happen, you know just what it is
Stinky stinky chinky, homewrecker to the kids
Drakeo calm down for what? [Verse]
I’m a nightmare, don’t fight fair, but we ain’t come for that
Look my face is covered in blues, what’s that, a hundred stacks?

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Shoreline Mafia – Bathing Ape Lyrics

[Intro: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes (On my clothes)
I get face, from all these hoes (All these hoes)
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours (Pourin’ fours)
In the spot, you know we tote them
Ron-Ron, do that shit
AceTheFace

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

[Verse 1: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, I rock FTP ski
BB belt, ain’t no way you can’t see me
Drip so hard, all these niggas wanna be me
I don’t got time, don’t care you wanna see me
She a ho but she giving out them freebies
See them 304’s don’t do that shit to me, see
I go upside her head, this movie ain’t no PG
I go upside her head, this movie ain’t no PG
I’m rated R, just bought a car
She like, “Who you think you is?” Bitch, I’m a star
Stuck off a bar, higher than Mars
Told a nigga pull up but I said, “You kinda far”
I can serve the cocaine, I can serve the tar
But them pressed pills, that’s what got a nigga far
Fuck the rap game, what I wanna sell is raw
Fuck the rap game, what I wanna sell is raw

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Damn, the plug walked in and it’s me, nigga
Swear I got enough bread to eat for three niggas
We ain’t fuckin’ ‘less this bitch gon’ bring a fee with her
I’ll be screamin’, “Free my niggas,” ’til they free nigga
I’m a dopeboy, I stack money from the floor, boy
Oh boy, caught this nigga at the store, boy
I poured a four then scraped the bowl, I’m tryna get all the extras
I’ma get her off the molly, keep it real, she a tester
I’ma go and hit the stove, I cook it up like professors
When I pour it out the pint you know I don’t have to measure
Niggas talkin’ crazy, I ain’t feelin’ the pressure
I’ma send another note, I picked it up and went neck-up
Niggas wanna beef, to keep it real, it’s whatever
Niggas wanna slide, I hope you came with some extras
I’ma fuck his bitch, but it’s for money, no pleasure
Baby, wash your hands, this is Burberry leather

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles
Bathing Ape, on my clothes
I get face, from all these hoes
In the Wraith, I’m pourin’ fours
If I’m in the spot, you know we tote them poles

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21 Savage & Metro Boomin – Mad High lyrics

[Intro]
On me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Narcotics on me, I be mad high

[Hook]
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly

[Verse 1]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Why you drop that dirty in that Mountain Dew?
Why you go and chop the brains off that coupe?
So I can shoot a pussy nigga out the roof
I feel like Bishop young nigga, I got the juice
I’m ’bout my check lil nigga like swoosh
Yeah I rap but I’m still chopping shit
Pull up on your block and shit
Extendos in them Glocks and shit
21, we poppin’ shit
Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, cause I’m sinning
I spent two thousand at the dentist
This a foreign lil nigga, not no hemi
We drinking Actavis, ain’t drinkin’ on no Remy

[Hook]
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly

[Verse 2]
Pull up on a back street, roll the window down
Pull up on a back street, another nigga down
That AK47 turn your smile into a frown
Bitch I’m from the street, I turn a seven to a pound
I left my baby mama and I went and got a model
You can’t get no guala if you don’t know how to swallow
What the bombaclot, I feel like oscar cause I’m a shotta
You say you gettin’ money what you using as your product?
I hit my first lick and I spent that shit on Prada
Nigga sneak dissin’, I got shots for all your partners
Bitch I’m from the six, I eat soul food, not Benihanas
I keep that 223, I knock your head out of your Honda

[Hook]
Narcotics on me, I be mad high
Dressed in Bathing Ape, I be mad fly
Savage sending hits like a wise guy
I’ma sit in front the judge and tell a damn lie
Nigga I be mad high, mad high, mad high
Mad high, mad high, mad high, mad high
Nigga I get mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly
Mad fly, mad fly, mad fly, mad fly

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Kodak Black – Bill And Jill Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright, I got, I know how I’mma start this
Yeah, when we link up, man, we legendary

[Verse]
They be hatin’, they be lyin’ on me, too
Got a tiger and a lion on me, too
All this Gucci got me lookin’ like a zoo
All this water like I’m divin’ in a pool
Yeah, all this jewelry, swear to God that I’m a jewel
They want me stuck back in the projects like I’m glue
I be slidin’ with my 5 ’cause I’m too cool
I put your head right on a platter, now you food
She said if I don’t keep bein’ lit, she swear it’s over
She told me if I stop bein’ rich, she swear it’s over
My nigga be jellin’, he be hatin’, and I know it
He ain’t never tell me, he don’t say it, but he show it
Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat, my nigga, keep goin’
Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat on me, just keep recordin’
I’m finanglin’ and wanglin’, finessin’ gettin’ boring
Bought my mom a new three story ’cause we made it out the storm
We got chefs now, doin’ better now, feelin’ warm
Bought my mom two billy goats, but we gon’ eat it if we starvin’
Take a shit right out the door, ’cause I can, and this my yard
Perpendicular my perimeter, all these acres like a farm
And I’ll be honest, I’m the G.O.A.T., I was born right in the barn
Woke up feelin’ like it, dropped 100 on the Audemars
Cash for gold, I got a pot gold, look like leprechaun
I be hittin’, hidin’, run up, nigga, on Barry Bonds
Bombs of a badass, Sniper Gang Taliban
Ain’t never had no damn dad, just my brother and my mom
Bringin’ tears to her eyes, I make her cry like it’s fun
I threw away my life a thousand times, but not no more, it’s done
I’m out here packin’ out on Valentine’s, I’m thuggin’ ’cause it’s fun
Make yo’ daughter cry on Valentine’s, that lovin’ shit be dumb
I’m a cowboy for real, my momma call me Bill
Bought her a new crib with a shark and a eel
Look at all the trill, I’m spreadin’ Gonorrhea
I was shittin’ on the last year, now I diarrhea
All this ice around my wrist, I got the chill
That’s why I bought this ice, it’s just so I could chill
She be barfin’ on my dick, I be like “Ew”
I need a heart transplant so I could feel
I drop diamonds on my ear so I could hear
She be gobblin’ on my dick just like a meal
I dropped six thousand on my pupils, now my vision clear
Fuck Bonnie and Clyde, she say if I’m Bill, then she Jill
On a pill, holdin’ on a seal
On a pill, rollin’ off a pill
I’m on a pill, I need Xans for real
You turn me on, I love them sexy heels
I’m a grim reaper, make a pussy nigga pay a due
Before I was on BET, I already made the news
I’m pullin’ tricks, brick go ka-poof like Houdini, who
I be swaggin’, you think I know magic, you think I do voodoo
More stripes than Adidas, I ain’t human, I’m a creature
My brother, he a Z, that’s my zebra
And we havin’ more stripes than Adidas
Fuck the money, nigga, if I don’t like you, we can’t do no features
Fuck the teacher, I be breakin’ rules
Fuck the teacher, they kicked me outta school
Jumped out on that fu, then I peeled off in a coupe
Paint the color orange, so I peel off like a fruit
All the money look like soup, I be gettin’ to the stew
Valentine’s Day, but I don’t love you, April Fool’s
Banana clip on my pack, so I be Bathing Ape
I’m a monkey, got me swingin’ with my tool, goin’ orangutan

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Young Chop – Ice Cream Lyrics

[Hook]
Baby do you like ice cream
I got Ice Cream and my Breitling
Shawty gon’ eat me like some ice cream
Kids running down on the truck like I got ice cream
Shawty wanna lick me like some ice cream
Im my freezer a whole bunch of ice cream
What goes good with dope smokes – ice cream
I’m fucking Bathing Ape in some ice cream

[Verse: Chief Keef]
She gone lick on my popsicle
She ride me like I’m a bicycle
You know I was with it from the get go
For my chain with some shells on some Citgo

And my magazine longer than a push pop
Niggas see us and they start to kick rocks
I put 40 pointers on a fuckin lil clock
And you should know that your bitch is a lil bop

[Hook]
Baby do you like ice cream
I got Ice Cream and my Breitling
Shawty gon’ eat me like some ice cream
Kids running down on the truck like I got ice cream
Shawty wanna lick me like some ice cream
Im my freezer a whole bunch of ice cream
What goes good with dope smokes – ice cream
I’m fucking Bathing Ape in some ice cream

[Verse 2: Young Chop]
Baby told me eat me I’m an ice cream
You will never met a nigga like me
Your nigga wanna beat her like me
Baby ’cause nigga is so icy
Niggas be talking – they lyin’
One nigga’s lied to be ice cream
My diamonds on [?] they like ice cream
A lil bitch [?] like ice cream

[Bridge: Young Chop]
I think i’m too damn high – i need some ice cream
Babygirl you looking good just like some ice cream
And my diamonds looking fresh just like some ice cream
Boy you [?]
Got your bitch up on my dick I can’t get her off me
She keep calling on my line she steady stalking
Told that bitch to get out my crib get to walking
She was going too damn crazy eating all the ice cream

[Hook]
Baby do you like ice cream
I got Ice Cream and my Breitling
Shawty gon’ eat me like some ice cream
Kids running down on the truck like I got ice cream
Shawty wanna lick me like some ice cream
Im my freezer a whole bunch of ice cream
What goes good with dope smokes – ice cream
I’m fucking Bathing Ape in some ice cream

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Moonlight – Jay-Z lyrics

Lyrics Jay-Z – Moonlight

Yeah, got a lil’ cold
So bear with me
Yeah, yeahhh.(moonlight)

We stuck in La La Land
Even when we win, we gon’ lose
Y’all got the same f*ckin’ flows
I don’t know who is who
We got the same f*ckin’ watch
She don’t got time to choose
We stuck in La La Land
We got the same f*ckin’ moves.

Y’all f*ck the same f*ckin’ chicks
I’m in the skrt with ya—yeah, right
I’m the skrt with ya cool story
I’m on the j’nough of this
Look, I know killers, you no killer, huh?
Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla, huh?
Glorified seat filler, huh?
Stop walkin’ around like y’all made Thriller, huh?
Fake Dracos all in the videos
We show ’em, we shoot ’em in my city though
I don’t post no threats on the Internet
I just pose a threat, blame Lenny S for that
I don’t be on the ‘Gram goin’ ham
Givin’ information to the pork, that’s all spam
Please don’t talk about guns
That you ain’t never gon’ use
Y’all always tell on y’all self
I’m just so f*ckin’ confused.

Y’all stuck in La La Land
Even when we win, we gon’ lose
Y’all got the same f*ckin’ flows
I don’t know who is who
We got the same f*ckin’ watch
She don’t got time to choose
We stuck in La La Land
We got the same f*ckin’ moves.

Y’all niggas still signin’ deals? Still?
After all they done stole, for real?
After what they done to our Lauryn Hill?
And y’all niggas is ‘posed to be trill?
That’s real talk when you behind on your taxes
And you pawned all your chains
And they run off with your masters
And took it to Beverly Hills
While we in Calabasas
And my head is scratchin’
‘Cause that s**t is backwards
That s**t ain’t right
Lucian is cool but Lucian don’t write
Doug ain’t this tight, so
f*ck what we sellin’
Versuri-lyrics.info
F*ck is we makin’?
‘Cause their grass is greener
‘Cause they always rakin’ in mo’
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nahhh.
Jay-Z lyrics
Video Jay-Z

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Jay-Z – Moonlight Lyrics

JAY-Z
Moonlight Lyrics

Yeah, got Lil Cos up here with me
Yeah, yeah

We stuck in La La Land
Even when we win, we gon’ lose
We got the same f**kin’ flows
I don’t know who is who
We got the same f**kin’ watch
She don’t got time to choose
We stuck in La La Land
We got the same f**kin’ moves

Ya’ll f**k the same f**kin’ chicks
I’m in the skrt with ya—yeah, right
I’m the skrt with ya—cool story
I’m on the ch—’nough of this
Look, I know killers, you no killer, huh?
Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla, huh?
Glorified seat filler, huh?
Stop walkin’ ’round like ya’ll made “Thriller,” huh?
Fake Dracos all in the videos
We sure, we shoot ’em in my city, though
I don’t post no threats on the internet
I just pose a threat, blame Lenny S for that
I don’t be on the ‘Gram goin’ ham
Givin’ information to the pork, that’s all spam
Please don’t talk about guns
That you ain’t never gon’ use
Ya’ll always tell on ya’ll self
I’m just so f**king confused

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Rick Ross – Triple Platinum (feat. Scrilla) (Rather You Than Me Album)

You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I’ll see my grandmother there
She’ll say ‘Great God almighty, here come my child! He must’ve got here by prayer.’
Did y’all hear that? That’s what my grandmother’ll say
She’ll say, ‘Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.’"
Versace drawers, like I’m triple platinum
Forty cars, like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Shows cost a hundred, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum
Me and HOV back and forth, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, I’m out in Cannes, Club Gotha
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness
Time for the real niggas just to really cash in
Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states
Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate
Sweat drippin’ from my fitted giving niggas chills
Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills
Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit
Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks
In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice
Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice
But I got a lawyer like I’m triple platinum
His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet
Everybody mad at ya when you’re living fabulous
Self made, mean you never out here kissing asses
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Mad at the world, but you trigger happy
Double R’s on the gates, it’s like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the pistol’s in the plastic
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum without an album sale
Three million grams, I left a powder trail
All gold Rollie, face like a diamond feel
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
Real trap nigga, live like I’m triple platinum
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
My voodoo lady still keep her couch in the plastic
Triple platinum, they hatin’, niggas alter they captions
Ten years and it’s time for revenge
Paintings on my wall a gift to my kids
Versace drawers like I’m triple platinum
Wore ’em once and disposed ’em after
Bitches fuck me like I’m triple platinum
Like Prince in that purple jacket
Purple rain, pop a Perc’ and half a Xanax
Trap star, livin’ like I’m triple platinum
These are the jewels of many gods, the secret blessings
Scripture’s written on platinum plaques, decode the message
Voice of a legend, Grammy nominated
Ramadan once a year, my sacrificial payment
Stone thrown at my Jesus piece, help me Lord
But tempt me, kill my Judas with a platinum sword
A king, but I’m punished with a crown of thorns
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
God’s child, my soul triple platinum
When I speak, it’s with the richest accent
I die for the ones that I love
All the pain, I just fill it with void
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
I seen it from afar, blessings from the Lord
When a nigga that’s so sharp, have his conscious loss
Before you buy a bottle, let’s enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let the lions loose
Retaining ownership is all I want in this
Maybe two Phantoms, a bad one that got a bone to pick
Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic
Told the detectives "Fuck ’em" and I bought a rocket missile
Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates
You not a boss until everybody at your table ate
100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money
‘Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny
Cuban links on me like I’m triple platinum
The triple beam still up in my kitchen cabinet
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
(Maybach Music)

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Safe – Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Young Thug – Safe

Yeahhh, I got you boo
Together forever, man any problem you got, b*tch I got it too
Together forever, man any problem you got, b*tch I got it too
Wheezy beats.(safe)

I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (just to be safe)
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe, dawg)
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home.

Hop out the Bent and into the coupe
Fuzz hit my family, they switchin’ it up
It ain’t nothin’ I could do (nothin’ I could do)
My dresser full of diamonds
I ride with that wooly, I pour my own juice
Just in case a nigga look on me, and try run up on me
I’ma f*ck with the cougars
Elliantte gon’ flood me, man f*ck it I’m stuntin’ on you
I hope you lay down and remember that I was just gunnin’ for you (fool)
They told me that I was gon’ end up like MC Hammer
Cause everything I get, I try to invest it in you
You too and you too
In the daytime a nigga havin’ nightmares
I wonder if he answerin’ every one of my prayers
Hate to say it but I go broke ’bout anyone of my peers
You ain’t gon’ never change this sh*t
Yea, I’m bustin’ down, yeah
Every single mothaf*cker ’round me rich, we just gon’ bust down, bust down
Ain’t gon’ get no second chance, you crossed me
I don’t give a f*ck about you
Yea, I’ma give up on you
Yea, I’ma hit the clutch ’bout you (skrt)
I’ma throw it up by ya, yea, you better have luck by ya
Can’t nobody ever beat the triple cross
I got snake in my veins, snake in my drawls
I got snake on my attire, snake inside my wounds
I put snakes around your eyes and, man, you gon’ move.

I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (I spend more money)
Just to be safe, dawg versuri-lyrics.info
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe)
Gotta make it home.

And I just wanna make it back to my kiddies
And I just wanna sit back and count these digits
Don’t plan on lettin’ nobody take their place
I pay more money to security than I make
And it’s crazy but it’s safe
I get to runnin’ ’round in peace everyday
I know my niggas go monkey like Bathing Ape
I tried to tell you, but you had to learn late
I was just holdin’ you down and you didn’t stay down like you ‘posed to
I had you rollin’ around in that Bentley Mulsanne and the Rolls too
I had you glossin’ on all of these b*tches just like you was ‘posed to
I got you latest Chanel, and the latest Fendi, and the Gucci too
I told you, I love you forever
I’m never gon’ change, I’m not stoppin’, boo
I told you, I was gonna keep your lil’ bank account full
And your pocket too
I start at your ear, I’ma lick it, then f*ck around and end at the bottom, boo
Together forever, man
Any problem that you got, b*tch, I got it too.

I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (just to be safe)
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe, dawg)
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it homeee.
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Young Thug – Safe Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, I got you boo
Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too
Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too
Wheezy beats

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (just to be safe)
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe, dawg)
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home

[Verse 1]
Hop out the Bent and into the coupe
Fuzz hit my family, they switchin’ it up
It ain’t nothin’ I could do (nothin’ I could do)
My dresser full of diamonds
I ride with that wooly, I pour my own juice
Just in case a nigga look on me, and try run up on me
I’ma fuck with the cougars
Elliantte gon’ flood me, man fuck it I’m stuntin’ on you
I hope you lay down and remember that I was just gunnin’ for you (fool)
They told me that I was gon’ end up like MC Hammer
Cause everything I get, I try to invest it in you
You too and you too
In the daytime a nigga havin’ nightmares
I wonder if he answerin’ every one of my prayers
Hate to say it but I go broke ’bout anyone of my peers
You ain’t gon’ never change this shit
Yea, I’m bustin’ down, yeah
Every single mothafucker ’round me rich, we just gon’ bust down, bust down
Ain’t gon’ get no second chance, you crossed me
I don’t give a fuck about you
Yea, I’ma give up on you
Yea, I’ma hit the clutch ’bout you (skrt)
I’ma throw it up by ya, yea, you better have luck by ya
Can’t nobody ever beat the triple cross
I got snake in my veins, snake in my drawls
I got snake on my attire, snake inside my wounds
I put snakes around your eyes and, man, you gon’ move

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (I spend more money)
Just to be safe, dawg
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe)
Gotta make it home

[Verse 2]
And I just wanna make it back to my kiddies
And I just wanna sit back and count these digits
Don’t plan on lettin’ nobody take their place
I pay more money to security than I make
And it’s crazy but it’s safe
I get to runnin’ ’round in peace everyday
I know my niggas go monkey like Bathing Ape
I tried to tell you, but you had to learn late
I was just holdin’ you down and you didn’t stay down like you ‘posed to
I had you rollin’ around in that Bentley Mulsanne and the Rolls too
I had you glossin’ on all of these bitches just like you was ‘posed to
I got you latest Chanel, and the latest Fendi, and the Gucci too
I told you, I love you forever
I’m never gon’ change, I’m not stoppin’, boo
I told you, I was gonna keep your lil’ bank account full
And your pocket too
I start at your ear, I’ma lick it, then fuck around and end at the bottom, boo
Together forever, man
Any problem that you got, bitch, I got it too

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe (just to be safe)
Just to be safe, dawg (just to be safe, dawg)
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home

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Young Thug – Safe

[Intro]
Yeah, I got you boo
Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too
Together forever, man any problem you got, bitch I got it too
Wheezy beats

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe
Just to be safe
Just to be safe, dawg
Just to be safe, dawg
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home

[Verse 1]
Hop out the Bent and into the coupe
Fuzz hit my family, they switchin’ it up
It ain’t nothin’ I could do (nothin’ I could do)
My dresser full of diamonds
I ride with that wooly, I pour my own juice
Just in case a nigga look on me, and try run up on me
I’ma fuck with the cougars
Elliantte gon’ flood me, man fuck it I’m stuntin’ on you
I hope you lay down and remember that I was just gunnin’ for you (fool)
They told me that I was gon’ end up like MC Hammer
Cause everything I get, I try to invest it in you
You too and you too
In the daytime a nigga havin’ nightmares
I wonder if he answerin’ every one of my prayers
Hate to say it but I go broke ’bout anyone of my peers
You ain’t gon’ never change this shit
Yea, I’m bustin’ down, yeah
Every single mothafucker ’round me rich, we just gon’ bust down, bust down
Ain’t gon’ get no second chance, you crossed me
I don’t give a fuck about you
Yea, I’ma give up on you
Yea, I’ma hit the clutch ’bout you (skrt)
I’ma throw it up by ya, yea, you better have luck by ya
Can’t nobody ever beat the triple cross
I got snake in my veins, snake in my drawls
I got snake on my attire, snake inside my wounds
I put snakes around your eyes and, man, you gon’ move

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe
Just to be safe
Just to be safe, dawg
Just to be safe, dawg
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home

[Verse 2]
And I just wanna make it back to my kiddies
And I just wanna sit back and count these digits
Don’t plan on lettin’ nobody take their place
I pay more money to security than I make
And it’s crazy but it’s safe
I get to runnin’ ’round in peace everyday
I know my niggas go monkey like Bathing Ape
I tried to tell you, but you had to learn late
I was just holdin’ you down and you didn’t stay down like you ‘posed to
I had you rollin’ around in that Bentley Mulsanne and the Rolls too
I had you glossin’ on all of these bitches just like you was ‘posed to
I got you latest Chanel, and the latest Fendi, and the Gucci too
I told you, I love you forever
I’m never gon’ change, I’m not stoppin’, boo
I told you, I was gotta keep your lil’ bank account full
And your pocket too
I start at your ear, I’ma lick it, then fuck around and end at the bottom, boo
Together forever, man
Any problem that you got, bitch, I got it too

[Chorus]
I’ll cock it back, I’m ready to fire that chrome, hey
I was out the country, ain’t know what time I’m on (different time zones)
I was tryna get the devil out of my charms
I was thankin’ God, I was thankin’ Allah I’m on
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe
Just to be safe
Just to be safe, dawg
Just to be safe, dawg
I spend more money on security than I make
Just to be safe, dawg
Gotta make it home

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Pink Guy – Small Dick (Pink Season Album)

[Hook: Pink Guy]
I have a small dick
I have a small dick
If you’re under 9 inches, you cannot pleasure women
(hold up! hold up! hold up!)
I got a small dick, got a small dick
Yeah, got a small dick, got a small dick

[Verse: Pink Guy]
I bet you didn’t know, about my small dick
I’m only 7 inches
Got a small dick
Yeah, it’s so small that I piss on my balls
It’s so small when it gets really cold
And my dick is only 7 inches long and I’m ashamed, yeah
If you’re under 9 inches, you should die!
If you’re under 9 inches, you cannot pleasure women
Size always matters, it always matters
Black lives matter too
Yeah, black lives matter too
Their dicks, are way bigger, yeah
They’re so athletic
I wish I could play basketball, like a black man
And I wish I could satisfy my girl, like a black man
Black people look so cool in any outfit
Bathing Ape
I wish I could satisfy my girl like a black man
I wanna satisfy my girl like a black man
I wanna satisfy my girl like a black man
Only a black man can satisfy my girl
Black men can satisfy my girl, not my 7 inch dick
Only that 20 inch dick
I only watch pornos, where the black m-

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Mario – Let Me Help You

[Hook: Maxo Kream]
Hella’ barred out, you can barely understand me
Popped eight xans, chew them just like candy
I been going through bullshit with my family
On the bullshit, got the Glock 9 handy
In some bullshit everyday like a plumber
Pulled ol’ girl off, I got the whole number
Tryna’ fuck seventy-five hoes by the summer
I just want the neck like the Stone Cold Stunner
Can’t see nothing but the Bathing Ape stars
Eight double G’s I’ve been walking on Mars
Space Jam money, busting juggs’ in the car
Always lose something when I’m tripping on the bars
Lost a lot of niggas, yeah the pain I remember
Fucked a new ho, next day I forget her
Hella barred out you can barely understand me
Eight Vic’ bars chewed ’em just like candy

[Verse 1: Maxo Kream]
Two milligram pill pressed Alprazolam
No Hi-Tech so we sip Alpharma
Rolls Royce Wraith presidential, Obama
Rolex Rollie iced out, Obama
Tryna’ get both that’s my mother fucking problem
No ski mask, I’m about to go rob them
Hold up, wait, make a U-turn around
Left the damn gun at the trap on the couch
Serving lil’ niggas getting off the school bus
G37s and the yellow school bus
Murder rate high cause we had a crazy summer
Ten-one-ten murder block always do numbers
Brain on dummy, pills in my tummy
Living half dead, slow-mo like a zombie
Trapping out my Granny’s, Momma can’t stand me
Tryna’ get away so I’m popping all these Xannies
[Hook: Maxo Kream]
Hella’ barred out, you can barely understand me
Popped eight xans, chew them just like candy
I been going through bullshit with my family
On the bullshit, got the Glock 9 handy
In some bullshit everyday like a plumber
Pulled ol’ girl off, I got the whole number
Tryna’ fuck seventy-five hoes by the summer
I just want the neck like the Stone Cold Stunna
Can’t see nothing but the Bathing Ape stars
Eight double G’s I been walking on Mars
Space Jam money, busting juggs in the car
Always lose something when I’m tripping on the bars
Lost a lot of niggas, yeah the pain I remember
Fucked a new ho, next day I forget her
Hella’ barred out you can barely understand me
Eight Vic’ bars chewed ’em just like candy

[Verse 2: Maxo Kream]
Bitch I’m on the green S ninety-three
Broke them bitches down and took all three
Almost trip and stumble, when I talk I mumble
Thirties keep a couple, I don’t worry or rumble
RIP to Bo, they shot and killed my Uncle
He was fifty years old out there jugging bundles
Handle bars but no bicycle
Popping benzy’, raise my mental
Talking slow, my speech is slurrin’
Losing sight, my vision blurry

[Hook: Maxo Kream]
Hella’ barred out, you can barely understand me
Popped eight xans, chew them just like candy
I been going through bullshit with my family
On the bullshit, got the Glock 9 handy
In some bullshit everyday like a plumber
Pulled ol’ girl off, I got the whole number
Tryna’ fuck seventy-five hoes by the summer
I just want the neck like the Stone Cold Stunna
Can’t see nothing but the Bathing Ape stars
Eight double G’s I been walking on Mars
Space Jam money, busting juggs in the car
Always lose something when I’m tripping on the bars
Lost a lot of niggas, yeah the pain I remember
Fucked a new ho, next day I forget her
Hella’ barred out you can barely understand me
Eight Vic’ bars chewed ’em just like candy