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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Al Nash Lyrics

Maybe ’cause you’re the only one with all these goddamn chains on
You think? Play this song
[Intro]
BJ on the beat, boy
Why the temperature say eighty degrees, and I’m the only one fuckin’ cold in here? I ain’t stuntin’ on a ho
I got money, I said, “I can transform any ho”
Make a bitch fuck her trade, I’ma learn me a ho
Cut the grass for the snakes, the alarm ’bout to blow
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffle, keep the brakes in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Brought a whole bank, so the hoes follow me
Plenty racks, steady straps on my coloured jeans
Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans
[Bridge]
Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans (Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans)
For whoever tryna follow me (For whoever tryna follow me)
In a safe location, close to sea (In a safe location, close to sea)
Hidin’ out on the beach, no, literally (Hidin’ out on the beach, no, literally)
[Verse 3]
Away from the drama, it’s just me and me and my fit baby-mama (My fit baby-mama)
You don’t want no problems, got that .45 up this bitch, that motorstop (They were her in college)
They took red out the mud, got six in the paint, for the 3K, I cap it
Bought a watch like a [?] ‘fore I come out my pocket
I had to make me some spiritual choices and I got was noggin’
I wanted some shit with more hustlers
I went to the lot, had the wire in the body
Rich nigga shit, suck a rich nigga dick
And no talkin’ body to body
Cut your opp like that hair on your twat
Bitch, I got youngins, they ready to stop shit
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffle, keep the brakes in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Brought a whole bank, so the hoes follow me
Plenty racks, steady straps on my coloured jeans
Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans
[Outro]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffle, keep the brakes in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
BJ on the beat, boy Goddamn, BJ with another
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffle, keep the brakes in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Brought a whole bank, so the hoes follow me
Plenty racks, steady straps on my coloured jeans
Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans
[Verse 1]
Take a dugg, get some woods from the store
Actin’ tough, put some wood on a ho
Plenty Lambo’ when we ride like some hunters
In the jungle, in the neck of the woods with my bros
Ex-patrole, I ain’t never gon’ fold
When they go down, we gon’ see who gon’ froze
And my chain on freeze
Don’t correct the way I speak, if I ain’t fuckin’ up my count
Ayy, while you watch what I’m doin’? She took shots, I won her over time
I’m on lap, but won’t go overboard
I’m feelin’ her, she feelin’ Lil Top
I be on someone else every time I get bored
I’ma sin like flashy, he play out the course
If you call out for help, I’ll never ignore it
Any diamond you want, I got caked up for it
Wake up, chasin’ that money, we makin’ a fool of ya
And wanna ride with the slime (Let’s go)
Ride with the, ride with the, ride with the slime
She wan’ take all the time for the play with my mind
She tryna fuck up my grind, ain’t no way that nigga slime, ooh
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffle, keep the brakes in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Brought a whole bank, so the hoes follow me
Plenty racks, steady straps on my coloured jeans
Got them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole wheel in these Diesel jeans
[Verse 2]
Car go, from a push of a button
Gun go, from the look all of sudden
I got money steady comin’ as I’m spendin’ every hundred
Dead man by the burner, you can join, if you wanna
Why she dissin’ on a nigga?

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again – AI Nash Lyrics

She took shots, I won over top
I’m on a lap, but won’t go overboard (Uh-huh)
I’m feelin’ her, she feelin’ Lil Top
I be wantin’ someone else every time I get bored
On my son, I go ‘Sace, you play all the chords
If you got off of a hit I ain’t never ignore
And the diamond you want I got cake to afford
Wake up chasing the money, we making the four, yeah
[Bridge]
They don’t wanna ride with the slime (Let’s go)
Ride with the, ride with the, ride with the slime
She want take all the time for her to play with my mind
She tryna fuck up my grind, ain’t no way, a nigga slime, ooh
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash (Thirteen)
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Follow who back? I ain’t stuntin’ on a ho
I got money, I said, I can transform in this ho
Make a bitch 4KTrey, I’ma loan me a ho
Cut the grass full of snakes, tell the lawn mower, blow
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag (Woo)
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Follow who back? Play this song
[Intro]
BJ on the beat, boy
Why the temperature say eighty degrees and I’m the only one fucking cold in here? Tell them hoes follow me
Plenty racks, thirty straps, all my cottage cheese
Got them Forgiato whips they be tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans
[Refrain]
Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans (Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans)
Got my VPN on
Whoever tryna follow me (Whoever tryna follow me)
In a safe location, close to sea (Safe location, close to sea)
Hide out on the beach, no literally (Hide out on the beach, no literally)
[Verse 3]
Away from the drama, it’s just me and me
And my fifth baby mama (And my fifth baby mama)
You don’t want no problems, got that .45 up in this bitch
That motor stopper (That what herm call it)
They took red out the market, got six in the paint
For the three K, I cap it (Three K, I cap it)
Bought a watch like a ten K the x with the safe ‘fore I come out my pocket (Boy, I come out my pocket)
I had to make me some spiritual choices
To knock off his noggin (Boy, knock off his noggin)
I wanted some shit with more horses
I went to the lot had to widen the body
Rich nigga shit, suck a rich nigga dick
And don’t tell nobody about it
Cut you off, like the hair on your twat, bitch
I got youngins, they ready to stop shit
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Follow who back? Goddamn, BJ with another one
[Chorus]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag
I’m tryna take the whole team in
I got enough rooms for all they ass
Follow who back? Tell them hoes follow me
Plenty racks, thirty straps, all my cottage cheese
Got them Forgiato whips they be tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans
[Verse 2]
Car go, from a push of a button
Gun go, from a look, all of a sudden
I got money steady coming as I’m spinnin; every hundred
Dead man by the bundle, you can join if you wanna
Why she dissing on a nigga? Tell them hoes follow me
Plenty racks, thirty straps, all my cottage cheese
Got them Forgiato whips they be tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans
[Verse 1]
Take a duck, get some Woods from the store (Uh-huh)
Actin’ tough, put some wood on a ho (On a ho)
Put in Lambo when we ride like some hunters
In the jungle, in the neck of woods with my bros
Ask for trouble, I ain’t never gone fold
When they go down we gone see who gone froze
Got my chain on freeze
Don’t correct the way I speak if I ain’t fucking up my count
Ayy, why you watch for what I’m doing? Tell them hoes follow me
Plenty racks, thirty straps, all my cottage cheese
Got them Forgiato whips they be tearin’ up the streets
Got a nigga whole will in these Diesel jeans
[Outro]
Thirteen hoes like Steve Nash
Louis V duffel, keep the racks in the bag (Skrt)
I’m tryna take the whole team in (Nah)
I got enough rooms for all they ass (It’s on)
BJ on the beat, boy Maybe ’cause you’re the only one with all these god damn chains on
You think?

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Quando Rondo – Perfect Timing Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Trell’s on the track
Goddamn, BJ with another one
[Chorus]
I came out a roarin’ lion
I survived through the toughest of climates
They was selling them dreams, I didn’t buy it
I went straight to the top with my mindset
Patek Philippe my wrist timeless, I call that shit perfect timing
I call that shit perfect timing, everyday on that block we was grinding
See I didn’t really have a thing, I was tryna get some guala
See they were way before the fame, [?] told me stack every dollar
[?] plain, and all my diamond they flawless
She wanna fuck and just live with a young n**** ‘cuz she know that I’m on some boss shit
When I come through, they like “aw shit”
[Verse 1]
I told my n****s I’m getting us all rich
Got the package that just coming through federal doors, I call the [?]
[?] lovin’ these hoes, these b****s be about all dicks
We codefendants when we caught that case, I’m the one that [?]
If I go broke today, we gone messed up with K’s
I’ma run in the bank say this is a stick-up, I need everything out the safe
They know that nobody safe, I play there where nobody play
They know that nobody, they know that nobody, they know that nobody safe
I turn my dream to reality, I swear to god its a shame, yeah
I had a hustle mentality, I’m grinding hard everyday
I reminisce ’bout the tragedies, got my lil dog in the grave
Got my lil dog, got my lil dog, got my lil dog in the grave
I see the hurt on my mother face, and I see the hurt on my brother face
Had to get off my ass and go out and get it, I couldn’t do it no other way
What you know about paper chasing, on the floor sleeping in the basement
Out the mud, got it out the pavement
Riding before the judge before you make a statement
11 years old felt it in my soul, I’ma die in these streets
Bullets spraying round not letting me down, pray before I go to sleep
My momma told me better look both ways or you lose your life in these streets
Daddy reminisce about the all the old days, shit ain’t right in these streets
[Chorus]
I came out a roarin’ lion
I survived through the toughest of climates
They was selling them dreams, I didn’t buy it
I went straight to the top with my mindset
Patek Philippe my wrist timeless, I call that shit perfect timing
I call that shit perfect timing, everyday on that block we was grinding
See I didn’t really have a thing, I was tryna get some guala
See they were way before the fame, [?] told me stack every dollar
[?] plain, and all my diamond they flawless
She wanna fuck and just live with a young n**** ‘cuz she know that I’m on some boss shit
When I come through, they like “aw shit”

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Reh Dogg – Dirty Minded lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah ah come now

(Chorus) 2 times
Sometimes I feel like you’re jocking me
Like you’re jocking me
Yeah ah
Yeah ah

(Verse)
Eyes on me are you lonely
Are you horny do you want me
You must like me wanna know me
Wanna ride me
Me so horny Asian lady 69 me
Come lick me BJ me

(Chorus) 2 times
Sometimes I feel like you’re jocking me
Like you’re jocking me
Yeah ah
Yeah ah

(Verse)
Don’t bite me your milk squirt me
Me so thirsty also hungry can I eat it can I whip it
Let me ride it can I squeeze your tits let me milk it
Let me punish it whip cream it you know you want it

(Chorus) 4 times
Sometimes I feel like you’re jocking me
Like you’re jocking me
Yeah ah
Yeah ah

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Thinnest Line

Lyrics to ‘Thinnest Line’ by Chaz French:

–Verse 1–
I put a lot of people before myself this year
Yea but fuck it I do it all the time
I swear I paid a lot of people’s bills off this year
Yea and I ended up late on mine
I spent more than $100,000 and don’t have nothing to show for it
I pray my stars get realigned
I hope I find the thinnest line between two wrongs and doin what’s right but ended up left behind
I bet not many know how that shit go
I got a problem with not holding shit over people’s heads
Yea I guess you can say that’s a state of mind
I bought my first condo and moved the whole squad in just because
If we alone together then we home together
But youd be surprised how much your learn about a person when you see them every day
I guess that’s just a blessing in disguise
It’s possible that even a blind man used to have open eyes
Huh well it’s just some shit you don’t see coming

–Saba—
I like to be as mellow as the sun is yellow (yeaa)
I like to be as cool as the breeze
But baby I don’t trust you

–Hook–
And I pray that my feet touch the ground
And I hope that all lost will be found
And I got faith that I won’t let you down
Just find the thinnest line between the thinnest line

–Verse 2–
Yea I said that it’s possible that even a blind man used to have open eyes
Man there’s some shit that you just down see coming like
Imagine having a son by someone you don’t know
By someone you don’t love but still got to care for HER
Money you sending every month it don’t mean that you there for him
Even the time you left, ain’t enough for to reassure him
It’s tough but it’s for the better, do I compromise my career
Cause no matter the situation things ain’t always gon be clear for her
I try to keep a balance, maintaining
Just nonexistent the pressure of being a father when they questioning your commitment
When deep down you know you doing better than a majority of these niggas
Who don’t got a head on their shoulders, dream, team and power and vision
Who don’t got a tour life, Deadlines and a bunch of business that keep me backed up as LA traffic
You know stuck in the middle trying to keep it together and doing what really matters
Cause I always found satisfaction out of trying to make everyone happy

–BJ the Chicago Kid–
Please protect me from my enemies
And those close to me, close to me
Cause those the ones that hurt you the most
Help me see what I don’t understand
And be a better man

–Hook–
And I pray that my feet touch the ground
And I hope that all lost will be found
And I got faith that I won’t let you down
Just find the thinnest line between the thinnest line

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21 Savage – Slime (feat. Young Nudy) (Slaughter King Mixtape) letras

[Hook: Young Nudy]
He Gotta hunned, we slime
He got the money, we slime
Pull up on ya, then we slime
Talking ’bout they is so slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Have you ever seen a slime?
Walking ’round, the word slime
Drippin on a nigga slime
Y’all niggas not slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Ion know why y’all niggas lyin’
Say one word and they fine
A lot of niggas start dyin’
A lot of mommas start cryin’

[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
A lot of mommas start cryin’
A lot of niggas start lyin’
Pussy niggas tryna play
I’ll have ya ass duct-taped
Everything that I say
A young nigga gon’ spray
(Blood nigga) Yall niggas wanna play?
Ijust ride with the K
Call up BJ, y’all know how he play
He gon’ call lil’ juke, just to bring all the juice
Know dem pistols got extentions
Everybody come up missin’
A lot of niggas talking, yeah a lot of niggas really bitches
Yeah, I heard about your nigga, pussy nigga still snitchin’
Tryna play like a gangsta, pussy till you seen a slime
Slime wipe yo ass behind, y’all don’t know about the slime
Imma back stabber nigga
Shout out to the slaughter gang
Shout out to the two gunz
Yeah I’m still murder gang
I will neva eva change
Nigga change for tha fame
Yeah them pussy niggas lame
(Ya Lame!)

[Hook: Young Nudy]
He Gotta hunned, we slime
He got the money, we slime
Pull up on ya, then we slime
Talking ’bout they is so slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Have you ever seen a slime?
Walking ’round, the word slime
Drippin on a nigga slime
Y’all niggas not slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Ion know why y’all niggas lyin’
Say one word and they fine
A lot of niggas start dyin’
A lot of mommas start cryin’

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Roll the window down and…
Roll it down and start firin’
Young savage king slaughter bitch
You know I keep extendo on my .9
Keep extendo on my .9
Backdoor for a dime
Nudy brought em to the apartments strip em naked had the pusssy nigga cryin
I got niggas doin’ time
Slime a nigga for a whole bill
All my niggas solid, won’t tell
What you won’t do the next hoe will
Stick together nigga no jail
(Rock Solid, Air it out, Yo Bitch is freaky)
You know blood thicker than water
You know we slaughter your daughter
We act like we paid for that order
They seen me go back across that border
Put it in the pot and boil it
Imma fire, bitch im schorchy
Slime a nigga like some (?)
Every pack i get I scorch it
20k, both pockets, young slime
Pull up on apartments and i slime
She gon’ let a nigga get behind it
She might wipe ya nose because she slimy

[Hook: Yung Nudy]
He Gotta hunned, we slime
He got the money, we slime
Pull up on ya, then we slime
Talking ’bout they is so slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Have you ever seen a slime?
Walking ’round, the word slime
Drippin on a nigga slime
Y’all niggas not slime
Ion think y’all niggas slime
Ion know why y’all niggas lyin’
Say one word and they fine
A lot of niggas start dyin’
A lot of mommas start cryin’