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Kekra – Booska Kira Lyrics

[Refrain] x2
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, hey
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, han
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’vibe, yeah
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’clout, nan
[Couplet unique]
J’suis d’la dark side qui bronze sous la mag-lite
Tu n’as pas d’side donc tu n’peux pas nous fight
Aéroplane, ma famille, je dois les fly
Si tu m’dois d’la maille, n’essaie pas d’chercher les failles
Tu m’verras pas sucer, tu m’verras pas taper de rail
Tu peux m’voir à Dubaï ou à Tokyo comme un samouraï
Tu m’verras pas sucer, tu m’verras pas taper de rail
Tu peux m’voir à Dubaï ou à Tokyo comme un samouraï
Compet’ victime de murder prémédité
Mes six projets, personne les a mérité
J’fais shab, j’les vois as-p arnaquer mes idées
Le feu d’en-bas, j’veux pas pour l’éternité
Garde-le loin, ton succès téléguidé
Je n’fais qu’exister à travers mon vécu, j’vois la Terre s’remplir d’incrédules
J’pense à mes res-frè en cellule qui m’disent de penser qu’au pécule
Qui m’disent que le reste est très nul, que leur temps passe comme une pilule, ouais
[Pré-refrain] x2
f**k ce game, je leur chie d’ssus à vue d’avion
Combien de merdes voudraient qu’on titube mais nous gagnons? La même dégaine que Simba à la fin du Roi Lion
La loi du talion, armes de poings, nous manions
[Refrain] x2
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, hey
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, han
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’vibe, yeah
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’clout, nan
[Pont]
J’ai plus d’espoir sur le dos
J’ai la tête et la famille sur les épaules, ouais
Mais ces bâtards veulent mon flow
Veulent ma peau, veulent ma monnaie et ma débrouille, ouais, ouais, ouais, ouais
[Refrain] x2
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, hey
Moving on up, moving on up, moving on up, han
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’vibe, yeah
Ils essaient d’surfer mais n’ont pas d’clout, nan

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Dollar – Tokyo Lyrics

On a ticket Tokyo return
Color evening palaces that burn
Some expression leading to the sky
They will wait until you learn to fly
Hand held in black and white
Into the northern light
Fly like a silver wing higher
Catching the southern wind
Gliding and other things
Fly like a silver wing higher
Inner visions written on the wall
In graffiti winner takes it all
Take a chance and put your money down
We will race you high above the ground
Hand held in black and white
Into the northern light
Fly like a silver wing higher
Catching the southern wind
Gliding and other things
Fly like a silver wing higher
Inner visions written on the wall
In graffiti winner takes it all
Take a chance and put your money down
We will race you high above the ground
Hand held in black and white
Into the northern light
Fly like a silver wing higher
Catching the southern wind
Gliding and other things
Fly like a silver wing higher

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The Underachievers – Tokyo Drift Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1 : Issa Gold]
No I don’t copy no waves
I surf on your chick while you take her on dates
I ain’t tryna slay, fuck minimum wage
We stole all the bases my nigga we safe
Keeping the grip hid it next to the waist
Kill for my niggas don’t care bout the cage
Shorty was with it don’t care what I say
She know I’m a G and she fuck with the gang (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga the coldest mack, got chicks on my almanac (Yeah, yeah)
Smoke out the cul de sac, she blitzing the quarterback (Yeah)
Never was friendly I’m straight
Nigga a lame see the hate in his face
Real ones salute all the fake can’t relate
You blowin the boof now she hit like its laced
Screaming shoutout to my niggas we safe
Look at my phone got hoes on the way
Switchin’ my lane still up for debate
Leaving the rest for my niggas to take (Facts)
I’m a superwinner with no cape
I plow a nigga down he get in the way
I roll another pound I’m liftin’ away
She top me off in whip ain’t no time to waste
[Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away
[Verse 2 : AKTHESAVIOR]
I blow the finest, only ride designer
She wanna cut so I name her katana
Live out my luggage fly like I departed
The niggas I’m with been the same since I started
AK the illest I’m just being honest
High like a pillar when I hit the chronic
I got the knowledge and turn it to power and now they say I’m ‘luminati, She got them niggas to make a deposit they layin’
We catching a body, Ain’t got no limit I’m bout it when figures is piling my niggas is down to get rowdy
Gemini I be impatient, I need a payment
Ain’t no way to get around it
Nigga you not on my wavelength, I been up training
Like Piccalo in the moutains
Green in my eyes but I don’t wear a scouter
Look at her nose its still got a lil powder
Give me that mouth and she swallow the chowder
Tell her goodnight and I pray for her father
All on my own so I don’t owe you nada
I’m in disguise when I’m rocking that prada
Been an Amiri you niggas just follow
I’m a trendsetter my style never borrowed
[Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away, Uh yeah

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88rising – JAPAN 88 Lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex]
You know what I’m sayin’
I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
My real name is Dexter, haha
I got a lot of more diamonds too
I just got new diamonds by the way
Uh, woah
Dexter, huh
Uh, yeah, uh what
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, baby you dig (Dexter)
Dexter (Dexter)
Ooh, huh, wait, what
Uh, yeah, what

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 1: Verbal]
Tokyo that’s my town, listen now
What you doing, where’s ya man’s
See my gold, meet my people, see my phone
Got a line, from a girl, and it’s flavour
Where we going, Yakatory [?]
Lemon sour we devour, got my diamonds, got my furs
Gahman says, “let’s get lit, super lit, very, very lit”
Red red alert, paparazzi many trolls, following the way we roll
See my chain chain, it’s been cold
See my gang gang, see how deep we roll
Karaoke sang sang, till the early morn’
Don’t worry how I became a [?] chati
Now we talk about Ferraris (vroom)
And we make it look easy
P.K.C on his boys I know you see me, yah (see me)
And we me it look easy
Famous Dex, Keith Ape I know you see me

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man?)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 2: Keith Ape]
In Japan, poppin’ xans, drink some [?]
Kill the shows and the cone and the grams
Baby girl, give me brain, heal my pain
I need dope, I need grams, I need M’s
I need more, I need grams, I need M’s
[Korean]
? in Jakarta
Louis Vuitton, duffle bag
’03 Nigo on my wrist
’03 Nigo on my fist
Bape stars on my fist
Spent a ticket on my feet

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

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N2N – Tokyo dreams

So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game
Used to see, neon dreams
Your eyes, your eyes
Neon dreams
So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game

Down [?] inside, gone through
I can be your eyes through this castle in the sky
Draw a line and trace it as you slip your mind
Open wide, [?] worlds collide

So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game
Used to see, neon dreams
Your eyes, your eyes
Neon dreams
So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game

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Voltaire – Ex Lover’s Lover lyrics

Three heavy stones will keep it from floating,
Weigh it down to the bottom, food for the fishes.
And I know that it won’t be discovered,
’cause I will be careful, so very careful.
What if it doesn’t rain for days and the river is,
Reduced to its muddy bed?
With the corpse exposed, I would work in haste,
And I might bury the bones in a shallow grave.
And the rain comes and moves rocks and the stones,
Washes away all the dirt and the mud flows,
Bones are exposed and well,
You know how that goes!

I wait for the day when I finally defile,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.
I’ll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.

Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [2x]

I saw you with him. You looked so happy.
All of that can change, cause I am so lonely.
And I have lots of time to send you straight to the Devil.
I’m taking my time,
To plan your demise.
What if I were to cut you up and mail each part
To a different town?
It would take the most,
Brilliant private eye,
The rest of his life,
Just to put you together.
A piece in each mailbox all over the planet,
From Moscow to Tokyo to Guadalajara.

I wait for the day when I finally defile,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.
I’ll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.

I wait for the day when I finally destroy,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.
I’ll pile high to the sky,
The bodies of my ex-lover’s lovers.

Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [2x]

I saw you with him, you looked so happy.
That will never change because I know myself too well.
I don’t have the courage,
To carry out my dreams,
And only there will I see them,

Die die die die die die,
Die die die die die die die,
Watch them die. [x4]

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Digital Farm Animals – Tokyo Nights lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Shaun Frank & Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Float away back to those Tokyo nights
You keep me up wide awake
We fall asleep on the floor in old sheets and Champagne
And I wanna fall like snowfall
Just to melt on your pillow
Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
Where we were so out of place
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
You keep me up wide awake
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same

[Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
And it really don’t matter which way we go
You got effect like domino
Finally up and down we go
How we get back there, I don’t know
And it really don’t matter how fast we go
You got effect like domino
You take me down, down

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

[Verse 2: Shaun Frank, Both]
I wanna fall like we fell
For the first time in the hotel
Miss the way we fell asleep in our clothes
But you were to shy to stay
Walking you home it still feels like it was just yesterday

[Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
And it really don’t matter which way we go
You got effect like domino
Finally up and down we go
How we get back there, I don’t know
And it really don’t matter how fast we go
You got effect like domino
You take me down, down

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
Back to those Tokyo nights
(STOP) G
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

[Bridge: Martina Sorbara, Shaun Frank, Both]
I wanna go where you go
Blowing your smoke out the window
Drift away
And I wanna fall like snow fall
Just to melt on your pillow
Drift away, back to those Tokyo nights
Where we were so out of place
We fall asleep in my car
To songs that all sound the same

[Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
I wanna go
Back to those Tokyo nights
Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
(STOP)
Back to those Tokyo nights

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Get Right Lyrics

[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Get right

[Verse 1]
Had to zip me a lil nigga, show him I’m official
They said I’m pussy, now they tryna play me like a killer
Talk like I’m retarded, I went put them diamonds in my den
Money is my army, drop a bag when I get the feelin’
Shawty got me in my feelings, I can’t get no ass (ass)
Tryna’ blaze, got a man, I ain’t text her back (back)

[Pre-Chorus]
But she just mad ’cause she sad with no fuckin’ cash (bitch)
I got no cash and she mad ’cause she fuckin’ sad (let’s go)

[Chorus]
Slim chick, big ol’ titties like she Tokyo
When we flyin’ out of state, they’ll make it a show
What I tell a nigga when he say he want smoke
Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

[Verse 2]
Brick talkin’ on the job, short with some old niggas
Fo’ nigga, four fifty bands with a cold
Convicted felon posted in the Nawf with a dirty clip
Do that time, he ain’t got no mind, quick to show a nigga
They said I mastermind the game, they tryna burn me out
Bullshit to that lil nigga that they talk about
Benz [?] Benz truck, I’m whippin’ out
I could see they never thought we make bitches change their thoughts
With my lil muslim, man we pullin’ up at any store
Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe
Man you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone
I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes bang, I’ma let it blow
Make her touch her legs, one pull up on me, other, head
My bitch right here, can’t speak on that, I know I do that bad

[Pre-Chorus]
But she just mad ’cause she sad with no fuckin’ cash (cash)
I got no cash and she mad ’cause she fuckin’ sad (fuckin’ sad)

[Chorus]
Slim chick, big ol’ titties like she Tokyo (Jets)
When we flyin’ out of state, they’ll make it a show (bet)
What I tell a nigga when he say he want smoke
Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store

[Outro]
With my lil muslim, man we pullin’ up at any store
Bitch you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe
Man you get blues, I work their bitches like a telephone
I’m not from Iran, that bitch goes bang, I’ma let it blow

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OWSLA Shares Insane NYE Recap Featuring Skrillex, Point Point & Cray [WATCH]

It looks like OWSLA brought in 2018 like no one else — all the way from Japan!

This fantastic recap video reflects a day in the life scenario with the OWSLA crew, featuring Skrillex, Point Point and Cray. Centered around an OWSLA pop-up shop and afterparties put on by Brownies and Lemonade, this video perfectly encapsulates DJ life matched with an imaginative, creative vision, embracing the lifestyle that drives cities like Tokyo and Kyoto.

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Traveling so far away from home, these DJ/producers were out of their element for sure — but that’s exactly what this OWSLA pop-up was all about. Watch and enjoy!

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“Sometimes, I go to places and feel like it’s familiar. But not here. We’re somewhere else, here.”

OWSLA Pop-Up Japan

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24hrs – What You Like (Remix) (feat. PnB Rock & Madeintyo)

[Intro: 24hrs & MadeinTYO]
24hrs
And you know it’s Hit-Boy
You know Hit-Boy make the smash hits
And you know that this the remix
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus: 24hrs, PnB Rock, & MadeinTYO]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
(I won’t mind)
Send your first and last name for the flight
(For the flight, yeah)
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
(Me with all the hype, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
On the Instagram, I see all the likes
(I see all the likes, yeah)
Ooh
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like)
Sauce
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)

[Verse 1: 24hrs, Lil Jon, Yo Gotti, & Ty Dolla $ign]
Shawty from New York she work at Bape
She said, "Twenty heard yo DJ Drama tape" (Gangsta Grizzles)
In the gym, she just been workin’ on her body
Rack it up, rack it up, feel just like Yo Gotti (Yo)
Ooh, twenty you my favorite voice on radio
You and Salma like relationship goals
When they play you I just lose my damn mind
I just think about you all the damn time
In New York, they play the remix (In New York)
LA girls love the remix
She said, "Twenty you too damn hot"
They need put you in Rap Caviar

[Chorus: 24hrs & PnB Rock]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
(I won’t mind)
Send your first and last name for the flight
(For the flight, yeah)
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
(Me with all the hype, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
On the Instagram, I see all the likes
(I see all the likes, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, oh yeah)

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
Girl, I know this is what you like, yeah (yeah)
You just want that Rolly with the ice, yeah (Rolly)
You just want to fuck me onsight, yeah (Onsight)
You just want to ride me like a bike, yeah (Bike, yeah)
I might go pour up some lean (Lean)
I might go roll up some weed (Weed)
I bout to go buy me a perc (Perc)
I’m ’bout to put you to sleep
[?]
I’ma be grippin’ yo’ weave
I’ma be dogging you out
While listening to Jodeci

[Bridge: PnB Rock]
That’s why I don’t mind if you stay the night (I don’t mind)
Cause I can’t lie, I kinda needed you in my life (Needed you in my life)
Wake up, beat that thing up from the side (From the side, yeah)
After that, we can go shopping
Girl you know that’s how we rocking

[Chorus: 24hrs, PnB Rock, & MadeinTYO]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
(I won’t mind)
Send your first and last name for the flight
(For the flight, yeah)
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
(Me with all the hype, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
On the Instagram, I see all the likes
(I see all the likes, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like)
Hey
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
Ooh
(This is what you like, yeah)

[Verse 3: MadeinTYO]
Yeah, send a bitch here and I’m ready (Gone)
Young boo while your heady
Entertain her like I’m [?]
She wanna go to Andretti (Skrt, skrt)
Cheese up like spaghetti (Sauce)
I’m pulling up if you let me (Skrt)
Brown diamonds go Pepsi (Bling blaow, blaow)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
I had to blend in a verse
Yo shit on spendin’ alert (Brrt)
They say that Tokyo cocky (Yeah)
I’m on the line with Rocky (Yeah)
I take that bit on a hike (Uh)
She got that ass on a bike (Hey)
You know that I love what you like

[Bridge: PnB Rock & MadeinTYO]
That’s why I don’t mind if you stay the night (I don’t mind)
Cause I can’t lie, I kinda needed you in my life (Needed you in my life)
Ooh, hey
Wake up, beat that thing up from the side (From the side, yeah)
After that, we can go shopping (Skrt)
Girl you know that’s how we rocking (Go)

[Chorus: 24hrs, PnB Rock, & MadeinTyo]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
(I won’t mind)
Send your first and last name for the flight
(For the flight, yeah)
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
(Me with all the hype, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)
On the Instagram, I see all the likes
(I see all the likes, yeah)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like)
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
(This is what you like, yeah)

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Cashing Out

Lyrics to ‘Cashing Out’ by MadeinTYO:

–Intro–
We in New York, you dig
Private Club, you dig
Of course, you dig
Yeah, yeah

–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)

–Verse 1–
I put in work, you call off work
Ooh, fuck off a perk (skrt skrt)
You do the worst, I do the best
I want a buzz on the chest, uh
Daddy as fuck, pushin’ your luck
Uh, we getting bucks, uh
Nowadays runnin’ up, uh
Lil nigga push your luck, yeha
I got tricks like a kick flip
Gassed up like a Kwik Trip
I did it first, I did it first
I want a test with a verse, uh
Tired of comparison
Young nigga, yeah it’s so embarrassin’
Fuck up her hair again
My shawty bad, yeah she arrogant

–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)

–Verse 2–
Lil mama wanna top me
Yeah girl, go sloppy
Fix the flow and they copy
Spanish girl call me papi
Chain on Murakami, yeah
Chain on Murakami, uh
Tokyo where you find me
Labels all wanna sign me, uh
Talking out
Pussy boy, watch your mouth, uh
Rocking out
Diamonds always hanging out, uh
Give me head ’til I’m dead
Bitch I’m acting out, uh
Undercover jacket bitch
What your fashion ’bout?

–Chorus–
Cashing out (racks)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (wham)
Pullin’ out (skrt skrt)
Now that bitch is fiending out (racks)
Cashing out (ooh)
Smokin’ stank, I’m passin’ out (gas)
Niggas hurt, always got my name in they mouth (pause)
Watchin’ out (ooh)
Watch who you bring in my house (skrt skrt)
Pullin’ out
Now that bitch is fiending out (yeah)

–Outro–
You already know what it is
Spanish girls treat me like I’m J Balvin
You already know what goin’ on

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Long Socks

Lyrics to ‘Long Socks’ by MadeinTYO:

–Verse 1–
If you ain’t in Gwinett, I’m probably gettin’ a check
Thought I threw a pool party how these hoes gettin’ wet

–Chorus–
Long socks on (woah)
Gas in my bones (hey)
Shawty drop your thong (skrt skrt)
Tats on my arm (hey)

–Verse 2–
Boo packin’ a blunt, shawty you ain’t ready
1738, Tokyo get fetty

–Chorus–
Long socks on (hey)
Gas in my bones (skrt skrt)
Shawty drop your thong (gas)
Tats on my arm (woah)

–Verse 3–
Shawty too damn fine, let me put in work (smash)
See that ass hangin’ out a damn denim skirt (wham)
Racks in the damn bed, you didn’t do it first (sauce)
You wear that messenger bag, it look like a purse (ew)
Told me shawty she been workin’, we can cash out (cash)
Magic City with the Fendi, got that ass out (sauce)
Give me top in a drop, I might pass out (wham wham)
Give me top in a drop, I might pass out (wham wham)

–Chorus–
Long socks on (ay)
Gas in my bones (hey)
Shawty drop your thong (skrt skrt)
Tats on my arm (sauce)
Long socks on (hey)
Gas in my bones (skrt skrt)
Shawty drop your thong (woah)
Tats on my arm (hey)

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Tokyo Lyrics – A Flock Of Seagulls

It’s been a long long time
Since she’s been ’round to see me
I asked a friend of mine
What would you do if you were me

He said call her on the telephone
Said I tried but she’s never home
Doesn’t seem right, doesn’t seem right
She’s gone to Toky, she’s gone to toky toky toky

Tokyo
[x4]

(Tokyo)
I thought I’d wait awhile
(Tokyo)
To see if she was coming home
(Tokyo)
I even asked her mom
(Tokyo)
She said she didn’t know

She said call her on the telephone
Said I tried but she’s never home
Doesn’t seem right, doesn’t seem right
She’s gone to Toky, she’s gone to toky toky toky

Tokyo
[x4]

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MADEINTYO – Flooded (feat. Rich The Kidd)

[Intro: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded

[Chorus: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
She gon’ suck me up, that mouth flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Hella bitches, she fucking want it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Ooh, cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
Cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Tell a hater come and get it, want it, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
Ooh it’s flooded, yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
New freezer on me, yeah it’s flooded
Racks on me like a hundred
AP bust it down
I was making real love in her mouth
I’ma fuck three hoes then I kick ’em all out
Back then I was broke, now my wrist iced out
Four rings, eight chains, like fuck it
Two models, redbones, and they fuckin’
Straight to the top
Old rappers, put ’em right in a box
Wrist cost a lot
Me and Tokyo race in a drop
New Patek run a cool two hundred
Thank god my whole wrist flooded
Gucci ’cause I’m hot
Fendi bought it out

[Chorus: MadeinTYO]
Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

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Homeboy Sandman – Bamboo

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aight?
Yo, this is going out to my main man Aja yo the translator, yo
Yo, I’m recording this in Tokyo with an engineer that don’t speak english y’know what I’m saying?
And gotta catch a train that shuts down in ten minutes, y’know what I’m saying?
We gonna get it right though

[Verse 1]
Sand is making art again, pardon him
He’ll relieve himself on any lawn that needs watering
That’s how come the DJs give him ads ad nauseum
Cause it that gardening
He’ll get it popping in the UK Parliament
He’ll get it popping like the kumite tournament
He’ll get it popping like all the guys in Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
He’ll leave you hanging like a holiday ornament (holy shit)
Name all in your mouth like it was Poligrip
Now the kid is sicker than his azazel with a nasal drip and ain’t a bit
Nervous at your service motherfuckers, free the slaves to save the union, move some units keep it moving like a trucker
Out in Brooklyn I’ll be looking at the clouds, New York’s dead
Out in Brooklyn I’ll be looking at the clowns, there be crowds of them homie there be droves of them, loads of them
But you know something? Yo, I don’t even mind I just put it in a rhyme ’cause they rhyme
Predecessor to the iPhone
Was a eye for a eye
All the glory be to God so I god glorify
The cornea of the storm and end a story going hahaha
No L-O-L, lift you like a kettlebell, word to mother chocolate covered caramel
I will tell the devil he can go to hell before I take an L
Go for dolo, take a photo and I can flow like Quasimoto
Ring the bell that’s why I hold it the belt
Bald and bearded kind of build
Quick to lace a doubter with a cow to milk
Plus I got a goddess i protect from getting hurt or getting killed, not only that but if I was Scottish I would probably rock a kilt
Most slept on, but i’ll fluff your pillow for a half a mil’
I might just pick a weeping willow or a daffodil
But wait i need to take a pill to chill
And I never say lit or swag or trill
Not the type to drop a body in a landfill
More the type you might find partying to Johnny Gill
When I was two months old my uncle taught me how to grill
Then nicknamed me ‘The Carpenter’ ’cause I knew how to build
First so was the Legos then it was with Play-Doh
People said that’s dangerous in the cradle, really what do they know?
The boner made of caramel part sweet potato
Owner of the parallel parked winnebago

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Thundercat – Tokyo (Drunk Album)

Restless nights in Tokyo
Wanna hear all the sounds and see all the sights
From the Champs-Élysées to the Gundam Cafe
Gonna eat so much fish I think I’m gonna be sick
Gonna blow all my cash on anime (Yes!)
Don’t try to stop me ’cause I’m over 9000
Just point me to the pachinko machines
I think I’m Kenshiro, I think that I’m Goku
Can I just stay one more day?

Reckless nights in Tokyo
Oh my god, it’s Tokyo

It was premeditated, tried to get someone pregnant
It wasn’t her fault, I’m just kind of psychotic
Left on my own, I would never come back
I’d probably hide in the suicide forest (Shit!)
This all started when I was a boy
I went to the dentist and he gave me a toy
It was Dragon Ball Z, a wrist-slap bracelet
Goku fucking ruined me

A love affair with Tokyo

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FUTURE – Zoom lyrics

Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
Hol’ up

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
Court side with a mink
Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
Five karats, wear the link
Both hands full of ink
Money drying in your hand
Wrap the bail in Saran
My yellow bitch want a tan
I just landed from Japan
Tokyo and Korea
Panamera to the lear
Yellow metal with the gold
Fishscale with these hoes
Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
Put a hit out on a dud
Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
Just to shine bright when he rub
I just bailed out of [?]
20 pills goin’ hyphy
Oh you lookin’ real icy
Boy you know you nothin’ like me

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

I gave her the raw lean
They sound like my offsprings
Nitro gasoline
Bought some more money machines
Bring out a brand new machine
I bought a whole lot of bling
Treat me like Weezy and Baby
Treat me like Mannie and Turky
I went to juvie with work on me
I had to cop it and purchase
I put more ice on the day today
Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
I got it and flooded the plain Jane
I made my young niggas insane
Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
Get you a Draco and then crank it
Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
You see the dash they gotta see me
I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
I went surfin’ with you
I buy them Birkins for you
I go to surgery with you

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

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Future – Zoom (Future Album)

[Intro]
Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
Hol’ up

[Hook]
Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

[Verse 1]
I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
Court side with a mink
Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
Five karats, wear the link
Both hands full of ink
Money drying in your hand
Wrap the bail in Saran
My yellow bitch want a tan
I just landed from Japan
Tokyo and Korea
Panamera to the lear
Yellow metal with the gold
Fishscale with these hoes
Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
Put a hit out on a dud
Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
Just to shine bright when he rub
I just bailed out ol’ Buice
20 pills goin’ hyphy
Oh you lookin’ real icy
Boy you know you nothin’ like me

[Hook]
Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

[Verse 2]
I gave her the raw lean
They sound like my offsprings
Nitro gasoline
Bought some more money machines
Bring out a brand new machine
I bought a whole lot of bling
Treat me like Weezy and Baby
Treat me like Mannie and Turky
I went to juvie with work on me
I had to cop it and purchase
I put more ice on the day today
Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
I got it and flooded the plain Jane
I made my young niggas insane
Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
Get you a Draco and then crank it
Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
You see the dash they gotta see me
I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
I went surfin’ with you
I buy them Birkins for you
I go to surgery with you

[Hook]
Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

[Podcast Skit]
*Laughing*
Ah, Shit!
Got it all back, baby
God damn, welcome to Cap City Records internet podcast, baby, where we make dreams come true
The first five callers that call in right now, man, we gone have you the rapper starter kit. Oh my god! It comes with the Cap City contract, which is a 12 album, nine year deal. We gone take some calls; the boards lightin’ up right now. Look, take a call. Caller?

Yeah, that deal; we need that!
Yeah, we need that
Yeah, we need that shit, dat way! nigga, yeah!
(gunshot and and assault rifle sounds)
This way, nigga! Yeah!
We need that deal, nigga

What? What you say, young man?

I keep it on me!

Hold on, fella!
(gunshot and assault rifle sounds)
I’m sayin’; I can’t hear you
Is there a shoot out?
What’s goin’ on, young fella?

Lil’ Draco in this bitch!
Lil’ Extendo in this bitch!
(gunshots)

You just won a Cap City Records contract, man
Listen here, baby
Lil’ Draco! Lil’ Extendo! Congratulations, baby; y’all won

Yeah, nigga, yeah
Cap City
Six months, man we got that shit
12 albums, man we got that shit
I’m finna shoot everything up
(gunshots)
We need that!

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Future – Zoom lyrics

Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
Hol’ up

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
Court side with a mink
Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
Five karats, wear the link
Both hands full of ink
Money drying in your hand
Wrap the bail in Saran
My yellow bitch want a tan
I just landed from Japan
Tokyo and Korea
Panamera to the lear
Yellow metal with the gold
Fishscale with these hoes
Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
Put a hit out on a dud
Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
Just to shine bright when he rub
I just bailed out of [?]
20 pills goin’ hyphy
Oh you lookin’ real icy
Boy you know you nothin’ like me

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

I gave her the raw lean
They sound like my offsprings
Nitro gasoline
Bought some more money machines
Bring out a brand new machine
I bought a whole lot of bling
Treat me like Weezy and Baby
Treat me like Mannie and Turky
I went to juvie with work on me
I had to cop it and purchase
I put more ice on the day today
Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
I got it and flooded the plain Jane
I made my young niggas insane
Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
Get you a Draco and then crank it
Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
You see the dash they gotta see me
I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
I went surfin’ with you
I buy them Birkins for you
I go to surgery with you

Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
Run up a sack and never look back
Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

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Yui – Tokyo

Sumi nareta kono heya wo
Dete yuku hi ga kita
Atarashii tabidachi ni mada tomadotteru
The day has come for me to leave this room I’ve been used to living in
I’m still bewildered at this new journey

Eki made mukau BASU no naka
Tomodachi ni MEERU shita
Inside the bus that’s heading toward the station
I emailed my friend

Asa no HOOMU de denwa mo shitemita
Demo nanka chigau ki ga shita
I tried to call on the morning platform
But somehow, I felt that it was different

Furui GITAA wo hitotsu motte kita
Shashin wa zenbu oitekita
I came carrying an old guitar
I’ve placed out all of the pictures

Nanika wo tebanashite soshite te ni ireru
Sonna kurikaeshi ka na?
I let something go and take something
I wonder if it’s that kind of repetition?

Tsuyogari wa itsudatte yume ni tsuduiteru
Okubyou ni nattara soko de togireru yo
This show of courage continues even in my dreams
If I became cowardly, I would be cut off there

Hashiri dashita densha no naka
Sukoshi dake naketekita
Inside the train that began to go
Just a little bit, I was moved to tears

Mado no soto ni tsuduiteru kono machi wa
Kawara nai de to negatta

This town that continues outside the window
I wished that it wouldn’t change

Furui GITAA wo atashi ni kureta hito
Toukyou wa kowaitte itte ta
The person who gave me the old guitar
Had said that Tokyo is scary

Kotae wo sagasu no wa mou yameta
Machigai darakede ii
I’ve already stopped searching for an answer
It’s fine being full of mistakes

Akai yuuyake ga BIRU ni togireta
Namida wo koraetemo
The red evening glow was cut off at the building
Even if I endure the tears

Tsugi no asa ga yattekuru tabigoto ni
Mayou koto datte aru yo ne?
Each journey that comes with the next morning
Has its doubtful places, right?

Tadashii koto bakari erabe nai
Sore kurai wakatteru
I can’t simply choose the right thing
At least I understand that

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Roy Woods – Instinct Lyrics

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
Brown skin’s all fine
Puerto Rican offline, keep it shorty all fine
Get your badass with me no left goin’ sixteen
Same bag in the trunk
Bitches switch ways now her nigga got it in the trunk
I was for her when you were ready to give her up
I was on it, makin’ missions just to pick her up
Flop an average show right now she did religiously
I can’t trust a nigga or I treat the friends my enemy
You ain’t got sauce like I got sauce (No)
Bitch I got juice, quench your thirst with Ciroc
All the baddies on dat don’t know what I got
No boy, no man could handle my spot
Think you know right, but I’m changin’ a lot
Can’t be no Ma, who you knew from the block?
Wait until you got it then your loss

[Hook: Roy Woods]
With my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

I’m just following my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Following my…

[Verse 2: MadeInTYO]
Hit me up when you get this
Talk to you girl cause you listen (Hey)
I still love you when you’re bitchin’
She bite her lips when Tokyo switch positions
You ain’t gotta call the Uber when you’re with me (Skrt)
She say she miss her Mother, yeah she from Philly
Rocks in your ear, you know I’m wavy (Skrt, skrt)
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Ooh)
Yellow stones like I’m simpsons
I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
Yea I’m ballin’ like a Piston (Ooh)
Tell me what you wanna do
Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
Tell me what you wanna do
Yea I’m in the Six, baby coming’ through

[Hook: Roy Woods]
With my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

I’m just following my instinct
Just following my instinct
Just know that I stay in-sync
Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
Following my…

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Kanye West – Flashing Lights (Clipse Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
We got the remix
It’s another hot exclusive from the dominators

[Hook: Connie Mitchell + Dwele]
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights
What do I know?
Flashing lights, lights
Know

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Pharmaceuticals bought me charm like the jeweler jewels
Squares of ice shed light like the Rubix cube
I get it mixed up, red with the blues
And she all mixed up, admirin’ the hues
Four years later, niggas admirin’ your shoes
Bape year late, we call you Tokyo buffoons
‘Cause stylists admire us, look at how you groom
Keep runnin’ to SoHo, them exclusives in my room
Niggas is biters, we let you slide with your writings
We knew that cocaine talk was not like you
But who goes as far as tryin’ to dress like him?
One sequin glove can never make you Michael
I moonwalk over tracks and make niggas spiteful
But never hear a word ’cause them niggas know
That my flow so viper and if Pusha go psycho
He’ll seance that pen and pull your spirit up out yah, P

[Verse 2: No Malice]
I’m so literary with it, you can tell how I write
The boy such an author, I just smoke a pipe
Rockin’ an ascot, the coupe with a glass top
17 inch rims makin’ the ass drop
I was in the spot from the first to the fifth
With a mean comeback like The Return of the Sith
Like ridin’ a bike, never you forget
Still I got it for cheap, whether you smoke or you sniff
The gift is the curse and vice versa
To remove me off that horse takes more than a merger
Durin’ that hiatus I was with the natives
Then back to the States, pass along the savings
Put it in the street, caterin’ the cravings
Like the second-comin’, got the fans awaitin’
Victory is sweet, even amongst the hatin’
Find me on that beach, island in the Caymans, gone

[Hook: Dwele + Connie Mitchell]
As you recall, you know I love to show off
But you never thought that I would take it this far
What do you know?
Flashing lights, lights
What do you know?
Flashing lights, lights
Know…
Flashing lights, lights
Flashing lights, lights

[Outro: DJ Drama]
What up, you know who it is, it’s the one and only Mr. Thanksgiving a.k.a. Mr. Gangsta Grillz himself, DJ Drama. And right now you’re locked into Benzy’s Get Right Radio. Pay attention!

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MADEINTYO – Skateboard P (Remix) (feat. Big Sean)

[Intro]
Oh, K Swisha, oh

[Hook: MadeinTYO]
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Made in Tokyo, damn
Just like most my clothes, damn
Chain on Skateboard P
Skateboard P be my OG
Hoes steady waiting on me
Fuckboy hate on me like it’s they only J-O-B
You will respect, yeah pay your fee
I changed the game up like the last level
Got beaters B-I-G
And I did the Jesus pieces
I did the POW three pieces
I’m ya niggas OG, yeah
I’m at a level you can’t see at
Mine Jacob, your shit costume jewelry, Halloween yeah
Level up, level up, level up
Never let my dogs down, I let ’em up
You in a clique full of niggas I can never trust
Backstabbing pshh that was never us
Only thing behind the back was the past
Treat my first day like it’s my last
Boy my first single was "My Last"
That just shows you right there where I’m at

[Hook: MadeinTYO & (Big Sean)]
(We been goin’ ape like Nigo)
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo (Like Nigo)
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

[Verse 2: MadeinTYO]
Yeah, made that money on a Monday
Yeah, ratchet bitch on the runway
Oh, throw that money on the runway
Yeah, ratchet bitch on the runway
Yeah, took her on a double date
She tryna eat good, steak up on her plate
Gucci on my feet, oh Gucci on my face
Yeah, she a thot, ugh, get up out my face
Move damn, hurry, woah
Diamond McFlurry, woah
Stackin’ my money, woah
Move yeah hurry, woah
Diamond McFlurry, woah
Stackin’ my money, woah
We make a movie boo (skrt-skrt)

[Hook: MadeinTYO]
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

[Verse 3: MadeinTYO]
Hold up baby girl, yeah you know I got it
Oh yeah, oh, nigga kinda poppin’
I’ve been buyin’ Louie, I’ve been shoppin’
Gotta get it, oh, Yeah no option
KY run me back, KY run me back (KY engineering)
Swisha on the track, Swisha on the track (K Swisha)
Tokyo that crack, Tokyo the crack
Baby run it back, baby run it back
I got the res today
She got a bed today
These niggas feel some way
You let that shit escape
Oh I don’t let it go, oh I don’t let it go
Oh I don’t let it go, oh I don’t let it go

[Hook: MadeinTYO]
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

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Lyrics

K Camp – Lyric Ave letras

[Intro]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Verse 1]
First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same
Third thing, all you bitch niggas on the internet, you should be ashamed
Closet full of Alexander Wang
Louis loafers, you can say I changed
Louis jacket just to block the rain
Eatin’ lobster bisk with some champagne
RIP to Bankroll
Shit all day been chasin’ bankrolls
I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes
Young wild nigga these hoes can’t expose
Young wild nigga that came in on fleek
Gotta get that lil bitch out my sheets
Uber outside, I see you next week
Mover XL, you know a nigga cheap
Pull up to your function ridin’ in that foreign car
Shawty fuck me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar
Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your ass for who you are
Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra

[Interlude]
Oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m that dude
King of pro tool
I am so rude
Feel like Goku
Lunch and no boo
Don’t do tofu
Say he know me but I don’t know old dude
Why you trippin’ man I swear she old news
Stop that bitch and girl you know you mine
Rollin’ stone, get my Rollie on
Rollin’ raw cone, drinkin’ red wine
But these niggas still know what’s happenin’
I’m not just rappin’
Expressin’ my emotions through some God damn captions
Ridin’ through the city and I’m God damn packin’
Cause I wish a nigga would nigga I’m God damn lappin’
On my way baby wish me well
Young nigga finally came out that shell
I’m the motherfuckin’ truth bitch, if you can’t tell

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Verse 3]
Bitch I’m on, they can’t help but hate
Round table with a full plate
I be in here, finest night chef
Shoutout (?)
Hand be so swift
Tokyo drift
Now I’m ridin’
Green on me add a thousand dollars
Young nigga got his money pilin’
When I seen a mil bitch I started robbin’

[Hook]
I got my change up
I got my name up
I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
Change up
I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
These bitches dangerous
Fuck me like I’m famous
Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
Let’s get it

[Outro]
When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again
That was crazy last week
See you soon, call us, bye