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Rich The Kid – End Of Discussion (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Huh, end of discussion (what)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (yuh)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami (tsunami)
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing (it’s nothing)
End of discussion (huh, yuh)
End of discussion (discussion)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (what)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing
End of discussion (what, huh)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Big bag, truckload (huh)
I’m in her throat (throat)
Plug call, I finesse for the dope (plug)
Gucci, my coat (Gucci)
Rich nigga, had to come up from broke (rich)
100 a show (100)
Want a feature, it’ll be 50 or more (50)
Pull off with yo thottie, I just got that ‘rari (skrrt)
Pack touchdown like I’m James Harden (pack)
From nothing to something (something)
Dolce Gabbana, my bitch now she stunting (she stunting)
Was trappin’ a onion (trap)
Rich Forever, boy you know how we bomin’ (huh)
Matte black Wraith (Wraith)
Pocket, all faces (what)
Can’t sit on the bench ’cause I ball baby (ball baby)
Shut down every store in the mall baby (mall baby)
Swerving, she nervous (nervous)
Young nigga, I was trappin’ a birdie (trap)
Cook it up, hurry (hurry)
All of my niggas on 730 (rich)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Huh, end of discussion (what)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (yuh)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami (tsunami)
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing (it’s nothing)
End of discussion (huh, yuh)
End of discussion (discussion)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (what)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing
End of discussion (huh)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I went from nothing to everything
I went from finer to better things
Colombiana and Mary Jane, stuffed the Eddie Bauer with Eddie Cane
Straight to the top, fuck the middle man
I cut him out, Edward Scissorhands
Everytime I pop thousand milligrams, spin to the top like the ceiling fans
Bad bitch pretty, she pretty bad
She might get a bag that come with a bag
Pull out a molly bag, let her dib and dab
Let the money talk ’til it jibber jab
My plug just hit me with a give and go
Now I’m over the stove and I’m whipping ass
Tell the boogeyman I’m the bigger man
Tell the trigger man, "pull the trigger, man"
Pull up on yo ass, two seater
Pull off fast like a loose cheetah
One diamond ring on two fingers
Cheating on these hoes, call me Tune Cheadle
Look how they grinnin’ and blushin’
I got the enemy rushing, get it? the enemy Russian
Fuck it, end of discussion
Tune
Money team

[Chorus: Rich The Kid & Lil Wayne]
Huh, end of discussion (what, end of discussion)
I went from nothing to something (nothing to something)
I want them real deal hunnids (yuh, hunnids)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami (tsunami, tsunami)
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing (it’s nothing)
End of discussion (huh, yuh, yuh, rich, yuh)
End of discussion (yuh)
I went from nothing to something (nothing to something)
I want them real deal hunnids (yuh, hunnids)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (yuh)
Pussy tsunami (tsunami, tsunami)
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing (it’s nothing)
End of discussion (rich)

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid & Lil Wayne]
Blue cheese (cheese), hundos (moolah)
She gotta go (go)
Want a bag, left the bitch at the door (bitch)
Pinky on froze (froze)
Made a milli, you was chasin’ them hoes (milli)
The money don’t fold (fold), baby mama keep calling my phone (whoa)
She ride it like a Harley, bitches call me gnarly (gnarly)
Them diamonds fufu, you ain’t tricking nobody (what)
I came up from nothing (nothing)
They was hating, I was getting to the money (money)
My wrist on Dasani (word)
Pussy good and she look like Kehlani (yuh)
Stars in the Wraith (Wraith), automatic face (neck)
She wanna fuck my chain (my chain)
Pussy poppin’, but you bought her a Range (whoa)
Just to come pull up on me (me)
You probably flex for a week (flex)
In Paris, a 50 at least (50)
Too many racks up on me (rich)

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Huh, end of discussion (what)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (yuh)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani (Kehlani)
Pussy tsunami (tsunami)
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing (it’s nothing)
End of discussion (huh, yuh)
End of discussion (discussion)
I went from nothing to something (something)
I want them real deal hunnids (what)
Ooh, she a blondie, look like Kehlani
Pussy tsunami
Ain’t talkin’, no money, it’s nothing
End of discussion (huh)

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Young Dolph – Eddie Cane Lyrics


(Verse 1)
I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster
My lil b*tch she a dime, that’s one lil bad motherf**ker
Always been hungry, even after the meetings
Did a lot of shit when I was young, I hope god forgive me
Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings
Dodged a lot of cases
Bad b*tch didn’t want shit from me but penetration
Chasing a hundred M’s but I’m starting to get impatient
Benjamin Franklin my favorite
I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips

(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

(Verse 2)
Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of b*tches
I’m a rockstar, f**kin’ popstars
Everybody run when you see that squad car
Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block
F**k 12
The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales
Every time I perform I feel like I’m Eddie Cane
B*tches screamin’ loud, throwin’ they panties on the stage
I got water ’round my neck and on my wrist
You got diamonds but they ain’t hittin’ like this
I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my b*tch
Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame

(Chorus)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

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Young Dolph – Eddie Cane

[Verse 1]
I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster
My lil bitch she a dime, that’s one lil bad motherfucker
Always been hungry, even after the meetings
Did a lot of shit when I was young, I hope god forgive me
Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings
Dodged a lot of cases
Bad bitch didn’t want shit from me but penetration
Chasing a hundred M’s but I’m starting to get impatient
Benjamin Franklin my favorite
I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips

[Chorus]
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

[Verse 2]
Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of bitches
I’m a rockstar, fuckin’ popstars
Everybody run when you see that squad car
Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block
Fuck 12
The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales
Every time I perform I feel like I’m Eddie Cane
Bitches screamin’ loud, throwin’ they panties on the stage
I got water ’round my neck and on my wrist
You got diamonds but they ain’t hittin’ like this
I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my bitch
Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame

[Chorus]
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)