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Rich Homie Quan – Stressed Lyrics

[Chorus]
I keep that lead on me like I got a test
For help, a cigarette I need one when I’m stressed
Still smoking weed to clear my mind and no more X
My bitch got mad when she found out I’m hittin my ex
I told my girl don’t try to change me
Been through so much I’m not the same me
Watchu expect when I been goin hard
We can’t keep going back and forth
Just need you to hold me down, is that too much to ask you for? [Verse 1]
Bankroll in my pocket make them hoes dance
Just stay focused don’t get caught up what them hoes sayin
Only way to identify his body, is by the toe tag
And I put my bitch, I put my [?] to let my hoe brag
And I got some money that I ain’t touch get it out my hoe bag
4 bands I paid for this jacket, it’s on my coat tag
Ralph Lauren draws to hold my nuts, that’s where the dope at
And we keep that money in the circle like a cul de sac
We bust a u in the middle of the street and then we double [?]
I ain’t know that boy from a can of paint, I had to [?]
We robbed that boy, he had a gun but he ain’t buss it back
My bitch done cheated on me before, so I don’t trust her ass
[Chorus]
I keep that lead on me like I got a test
For help, a cigarette I need one when I’m stressed
Still smoking weed to clear my mind and no more X
My bitch got mad when she found out I’m hittin my ex
I told my girl don’t try to change me
Been through so much I’m not the same me
Watchu expect when I been goin hard
We can’t keep going back and forth
Just need you to hold me down, is that too much to ask you for?

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Young M.A – Da Come Up Lyrics

(Where the checks, man?)
[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh
[Verse 2]
No off days on the calendar
‘Bout to cop the new Challenger
MAC-10’s with the silencer
Even wildin’ out, it ain’t wild as us
Purple kush, call it lavender
LV’s on the pedal
Bring the luggage up, racks in the passenger
Whole gang full of savages
Hunt ’em down like a scavenger
Man down if he acting up
Never back down, never backing up
Get the backend, ‘member back then I ain’t have shit? Play this song
[Intro]
Came from the bottom, man
I feel like Martin Luther King, man
[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain (Puttin’ in work), uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose, uh
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’, uh
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves
[Verse 1]
Came back from the setback (Hold up)
The realest out, I can bet that (Bet)
Cee-lo with the dice game
Four, five, six, that’s a head crack
My ex-bitch, had to X that
Didn’t feel right, so I left that
On to the next that
Now it’s fuck that, where the checks at? Got the AP with the white face, call it Dracula
Nigga hatin’ all in an Acura
Big body so big, beep, beep, beep, beep when I back it up
Clown nigga, he-he-he-he-he-he, got me crackin’ up (Stupid)
Make her skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet ,skeet, skeet when I’m tappin’ her
In that big body with a thick thottie
Got six jobs and like six hobbies, ooh
[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh
[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain, uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves
[Outro]
Ayy, big shit, big tings
Big things, you know what I mean? Finessing
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson
Now I count my money, count my blessing

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Machine Gun Kelly – FLOOR 13 Lyrics

I’m poppin’ off on anybody if they trigger me
[Verse 2]
What would this generation of hip-hop be
Without me here to piss y’all off? Play this song
[Intro]
Fuck
[Refrain]
I just spent too many minutes watchin’ little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin’ after someone tried to send a kill shot, missin’ me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner? I see the blogs, I read the comments
I’m confused, I need to pause
Look at y’all waitin’ on me to fall off
While I’m lookin’ at y’all from a suite in the Waldorf
I sold 40 million records, I ain’t even 30
Give me 20 seconds, I’ll list 10 movies that I been in
One legend that tried to fuck with me and got the venom
One publication that said that I will never be in it
One agent that told me without her, my career was be finished
And I couldn’t give a single fuck inside my cerebellum
Y’all award shows suck, go tell ’em
We ain’t suckin’ no dick in the 21-6
Bro, I always should’ve landed like Beckham
On the 13th floor with a weapon
[Pre-Chorus]
I heard that they call me, yeah, let ’em in
I got somethin’ for ’em, yeah, please forgive my sins
Blood on my Ralph Lauren, yeah, I can’t wash this shit
Wake up, say, “Good morning,” yeah, like I forgot
[Chorus]
Got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fontaine leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don’t cry at my funeral
[Outro]
Hotel Diablo I’m poppin’ off on anybody if they trigger me
[Verse 1]
Black and yellow jacket on like I’m Kill Bill
Grew up scrappin’ and I still will
We can take it back to 2012
I was trappin’ on the tour bus with Meek Mill
Take it back to Cleveland, when they gate chase
17 years, no plea deal
2014, when the people try to rob me in the lobby
I bet they can feel the feet still
Point out my enemies soon as they mention me
Call an assembly, pick up a pen and put you out your misery
Written in history, it was gonna happen eventually
I just can’t wait ’til the day I run into you physically
For everything that I went through mentally
When it felt like everybody in the world was against me
When all the critics and every article tryin’ to offend me
My daughter slapped a kid for talkin’ ’bout me in elementary
[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t playin’, it’s deeper than the thing
People gettin’ checked for disrespectin’ the Philly name
Two chopsticks, no lo mein
Hollow tips, got no name
Buss them shits with no aim
Like it’s Bird Box, but the blindfold is a black flag
This time, it come from a face
The dashcam just saw me kill on everybody
[Chorus]
I got off on floor 13, no in between
I roll my weed with fontaine leaf
I chop my coke on hotel keys
I chop this face like Constantine
Constantly get déjà vu
I see me when I look at you
I never die, I multiply
So don’t cry at my funeral
[Refrain]
I just spent too many minutes watchin’ little videos of shitty wannabe rappers dissing me
I just spent the winter livin’ after someone tried to send a kill shot, missin’ me
Young blonde don and the double-X mob got a gang out in Sicily
Why you think they call me The Gunner?

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T-Wayne – Fuck Russ Lyrics

[Intro]
[?] on that beat
Yeah, foreign, foreign, foreign

[Verse 1]
I told em, fuck Russ
You ain’t shit
You a bitch
Diamond wrist, peep the drip
Water whip, Plain Jane, new Mulsanne
Shorty wanna give me brain, cuz the fame (yea, yea)
I’m coming live and direct
I got you niggas upset
Hoping out the private jet, got your bitch wet
Snake on my belt, lookin like a new pet
Cut my ex off, need a new thang
Copped a new chain and a pinky ring
Southwest airline, that’s a plain jane
I just dropped a bag and the Blue Flame

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

[Verse 2]
I’m hoppin off of a jet
I’m on a run for a check
I gotta flex
I put your bitch in a vette
Runnin up plays like I’m Brett
I got her wet
I got my gun like a sketch
Keep that bitch I ain’t impressed
Don’t give a damn bout my ex
Fuck on her friend and I jet
I want Patek Phillipe
I got my choppa on me
I fuck around in the suite
I be feelin like skreets, bitch I be geeked
Light up the sweet in a suite
I be ridin’ a foreign
You know the engine be roarin’
I’m outta space like the orbit
The whip gotta horsey
You would think it was Ralph Lauren
I’m on the track like Jeff Gordon, yea

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

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Yellow Claw – To The Max lyrics

(feat. MC Kekel, Lil Debbie, Bok Nero, MC Gustta)

[Verse 1: Bok Nero]
Yellow Claw just hit my line
So let’s get this fucking money
When I start, keep it coming
I like hundreds, I like twenties
Got a bitch that look like Charlie
And her pussy taste like honey
I lay pipe just like a plumber
She can feel it in her tummy
Like my women, like my cars
Auto foreign, auto foreign
She ain’t flex to do it all
Guess she boring, guess she boring
That say Polo on my boxers
That’s Ralph Lauren, that’s Ralph Lauren
Hit it then that paper chasing
Where you going? Yeah, I’m going, waah
Everything I ever do, know I do it to the max
I don’t tell no lie to you
It’s the truth, it’s a fact
All I know is hustle hard
Make a friend, bring it back
You know all my money dirty
All I know is trap-trap-trap

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All about that boom-boom-boom
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom)
All about that ching-ching-ching
Make the rest go bling (bling)
All about that bam-bam-bam
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt)
All about that green-green-green
Bitch, I flex so mean

[Verse 2: Lil Debbie]
Yellow Claw just hit my blunt
They know all my shit is fire
If you need it, what you want?
Got that flame I’m the supplier
If your goal is getting higher
I’m that bitch, just hit my line
Cashed a hundred grand in debts
No time to pay these hoes no mind
Swear to God, Debbie doing just fine
A lot of new money from my hands these days
Silly bitch never getting a dime
‘Cause I’ll be out of reach off of land these days
But my grind don’t lag from the jetlag
And the ink ain’t dried on my passport
Put it on for the town, you can bet that
Got the city on my back like a Jansport
Everything I ever do, just know I do it to the max
Like to double up my sex, if I go in and take ’em back
And I know to turn it out, I’m talking everywhere I’m at
Bitch, I made it out the hood and we ain’t going back to that

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All about that boom-boom-boom
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom)
All about that ching-ching-ching
Make the rest go bling (bling)
All about that bam-bam-bam
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt)
All about that green-green-green
Bitch, I flex so mean

[Verse 3: MC Gustta]
Vai, gostosa, vai, danada
Mexe a bunda, mexe a raba
Mostra toda a sua pegada
Vai, não para, não para
Tá terrível, tá treinada
Na minha cama tu é braba
Eu na pose de quebrada
Ela joga na cara, vai
Movimento gostoso, ela quica pro pai
Senta que senta gostoso demais
Ela mostra pras mina como é que se faz
Vai, vai, vai, vai
Ela sabe que os cara não captam a dor
Ela quer se envolver com nós na vida boa
Se quer se envolver tem que se doar toda
Essa bunda que mexe, essa nave que voa

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All about that boom-boom-boom
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom)
All about that ching-ching-ching
Make the rest go bling (bling)
All about that bam-bam-bam
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt)
All about that green-green-green
Bitch, I flex so mean

[Verse 4: MC Kekel]
Porque hoje deixa ela chegar
Que ela quer dançar, quer se acabar
Admiro ela rebolando
Ela tá dançando, todo mundo quer olhar
Mas que popozão, desce até o chão
Eu hoje mirei na morena
Ela gosta desse negão
Eu bem sei que ela quer dançar
Que ela quer beber, vai se acabar
Tô pedindo pra esse DJ soltar o som pra rebolar
Deixa ela dançar
She knows I’m in love to no one
I love your bumbum

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All about that boom-boom-boom
Don’t exhaust go vroom (vroom)
All about that ching-ching-ching
Make the rest go bling (bling)
All about that bam-bam-bam
Pouring gas in my blunt (blunt)
All about that green-green-green
Bitch, I flex so mean

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Curren$y – Lavendar Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The labels is Lavendar
My latest Ralph Lauren fashion
I been matching back and forth to the lab
Tryna make it happen
Addicted to extravagance
A magnet to the chips
Grabbing and dashing with all that shit
Not leaving fingerprints
Niggas is killing friends over brotherly arguments
We should all stay alive and just enjoy the shit
We work hard for it my collection of cars is immense
Open a jar and release a heavenly scent
Plot up and twist, plot a hit, message is sent
I bet them niggas never try to play us again
Plot out a hit message is sent
I bet them pussy niggas never try to play us again
Let ’em in

[Verse 2]
Let the lions in smoke out the den
Park the Benz, hopped out slid
Your niggas froze some of them hid
They ain’t on this shit
We hella dipped, I knocked your bitch
I ain’t even a pimp
She on the strip bringing this shit
Be back by ten thats what she said thats what she meant
Sense your kick in that’s what she did, trill bitch
Very rare in this atmosphere at the table
When I feast bosses eating I pull you up a chair
Everybody eating, everybody shining
Organised rhymes family got the profits rising
Where we go from that depends on whether you scared
Cause scared don’t make bread and we tryna beat the points spread
Switched been on the water but I ain’t in a waterbed
That’s a ship I had to charter there
Me and twenty of my cars in here
I got a little art man up in here a boss is always prepared

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Rob Markman – Stfu (feat. Young Lito)

[Intro: Rob Markman]
You know
They’ve been doubtin’ me my whole life
I’m ready though

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I’ma smooth put my feet up, after I beat the beat up
Drop the dope in your speakers, then spin around on the re-up
They said I was a dreamer, prolly need a bunch of features
I sat, thought about it, fuck it, I don’t need ’em
And I ain’t with all the back and forth, I’m not Aaliyah
Diss me, you won’t get a reply either
Nah, know I’m lyin’, I’ma give that boy the ether
Gas, skate off and laugh just like Khalifa (hahaha)
There ain’t a rapper I can’t bar with
Wordplay fire, tell me who I gotta spar with
And this gon’ open up the market
Hov said, "Ain’t no compromise, this our shit" (Hovain, what up?)
Okay, I’m glad that he said it then
This next line murder, I don’t know that they ready yet
But I don’t give a fuck, fuck if I’m offendin’ ’em
I’m interviewin’ rappers that I know that I’m better than

[Chorus: Rob Markman]
Everybody love to talk when you comin’ up
This the shit right here that’s gon’ shut ’em up
I want the top spot, fuck a runner up (it’s Lito)
And when I’m done, I’ma go and drop another one

[Verse 2: Young Lito]
Look, first off I’m a mothafuckin’ animal
And known for movin’ ’round with weight just like a camel do
Eatin’ rappers, yeah, I’m a cannibal
And everything I spit flames, my bars is flammable
I don’t need no lighter, I’m so fire
You see the jewels, threw stones at my messiah
They make the chain brighter
Just like strobe lights
When it’s beef, we suit up like it’s prom nights
Strapped, we beyond fights
I was the nigga feelin’ cold on them warm nights
‘Cause I had ripped jeans and some torn Mikes
I still got ripped jeans, but it’s alright
‘Cause these shits cost two grand, and that’s just light
Like your pockets, I do it ’cause I got it
I’m ballin’ like a Rocket, you a fan so you watch it
Niggas adore my hustle but can’t knock it
I knew how to make it but didn’t know I was the prophet
Lito is the savior, hip-hop, I’m here to save ya
I got the juice when niggas run out, I’m like your neighbor
Remember? We used to mob in parks
Dodgin’ narcs, now just tryna shoot up the charts
Before I knew I was a genius, I was robbin’ marks
I’m only here for the bags like shoppin’ carts
And I’ma ride ’til the wheels break, if I ain’t got the steel
I don’t feel safe, I need a hundred mil’ in a steel safe

[Chorus: Rob Markman]
Everybody love to talk when you comin’ up
This the shit right here that’s gon’ shut ’em up
I want the top spot, fuck a runner up
And when I’m done, I’ma go and drop another one

[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
And it’s the late show
Better slow your roll and use a Mase flow
Got killers on the payroll who move on the say-so
I sleep in this Ralph Lauren, you better lay low
Ain’t gotta wait to the song end to catch this fade though
Turn my music up high, then play it back
My hits bang in your lobby…
I’m gettin’ paid in full, blow a stack, make it back
So when you here the (money counter) you know I’m chasin’ cash
Calico loaded, lean back without an eighth of Act
Look at me king, you one-eyed jacks just make me laugh
The deck is stacked, shit, I had to face the facts
The Ace is back, you jokers ain’t got the spades to match
I make these devils skate without the Jason mask
And split the cake in half, break it down, that’s basic math
I hate to brag, but the only time I paid for ass
Is when I copped your new shit, goddamn your tape is trash
Fuck outta here

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Lil Peep – Cobain (feat. Lil Tracy) (Hellboy Mixtape)

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

[Verse: lil tracy]
Lil tracy, I used to rob, but I shop now
Comin’ up, I might get recognized when I walk around
Coolin’ with lil peep, lets hit the mall tomorrow
I’mma mix some American Eagle with some Ralph Lauren
I got a bad bitch who is good to me
Baby, I see passion in your eyes when you look at me
I’mma show you off like some Louis V
Coke lines on the mirror, snort a line for me

[Hook: lil peep]
I just fell in love with a bad bitch
Told me that she love me too, baby I’m not havin’ it
Sniffin’ cocaine cause I didn’t have no Actavis
Smokin’ propane with my clique and the bad bitches call me Cobain
She can see the pain
Look me in the eyes, girl we are not the same
Bitch I make it rain on my side bitch, shout out to my main
Fell in love once and I’ve never been the same

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Kevin Gates – Maybach Music (freestyle) Lyrics

Sample: “come and take over”

Gates : ” put on my Dodgers fitted, then I, took that off and put on my Philly fitted
Rolled a Philly in it, lotta spliffs n shit, trllionare!”

” closed captioned for the listening impaired
Sympathetic toward the victim but the witness get it bad
Visions of the past, the kids still fighting back forth behind the glass like the windshield wiper
Good butter here then, let’s say album
Brooks brother clear lens flex frame calvin
Now he want a phantom with the flip face panel
Chew a snake like a tooth ache I could make sandals
Gun in hand and the other man freezes
Diddas duffle bag, Richard Cunningham sneakers
People under the stairs outta garbage can eatin
Paparazzi cameras squeezin while the maseratti speeding.”

” it’s some things your money can’t buy
No pretending til the end of it living with no facad.”

“In my ear, so many instruments I hear
Feel like MaCauley culkin I’m takin extra precaution
More percussion than a orchestra, tell it to the officer
Anything by any means to get them off of ya
Hungry out in Europe, money connesour
With thus sprungus(?) I’m a nuva(?) With your bunny on a scooter
Treat her like a stewardess, lookin out for shooters
Buda catch you honeymoonin have you Packin up and movin.”

“Its some things in life that don’t exist
Like being this sick or even a finer bitch.”

“Niggas hate, I see them lookin tryna Fuck her
She cook and like to cuddle
But I wouldn’t try to touch her where you prolly thought it wasn’t
Disguising it in public, Fire out the hide couple bullets in your knuckles
Never speaking in rebuttals. Nina bleached and leavin puddles
Dawana and Bianca blowin Ganga finger Fuckin
Limousine allot of sucking, only love that she know
Say I’m in love with her throat but I’m in love with them both
I play broke, walk in an out of some stores
End up buyin some clothes cuz mama get what she want

“In the whip, feel like I’m flyin thru the city
Wide body five glide while I’m riding with a biddy
Red Philly fitted, moon roof open
Move a little closer be like oh you smokin
It’s potent, I beat the odds
Now I’m rolling up and I’m choking like Peter tajh?
IPhone mobile my number I see the stars
Ralph Lauren sheets and suites when we minaj

“I’m on the leer , first class in the clear
Eating sandwiches my management put me by Pam Greir
She asked who was I. Who was I to reply
Young fly society I am a god of ?

Rest in peace to all the soldiers we lost
And god speed may be with all the soldiers at war”

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Block B – BASTARZ – That’s Right

Wake up baby
우릴 반기는 아침
아름다운 오늘이야
Baby 괜스레 기분이 좋아
핸드폰을 찾지
귀엽게 눈도 못 뜨고
친구 번호 눌러
아기같이 부은 얼굴로

친구야 너 뭐 해
오늘 가자 멀리
SNS는 없으니
사진은 No thanks
작은 차에 낑겨 다 태우고
음악은 힙합으로
제일 크게 틀어

지갑에 돈이 땡전 한 푼 없어도
괜찮아 돈은 내가 좀 벌어 놨으니
조만간 네가 돈을 많이 번다면
날 Ralph Lauren
매장으로 데려가 줄래 Baby

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼 어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby

Oh right baby
술을 마셔도 좋지
누구 하나 빼는 사람 없이
분위기는 계속
Keep going
지금 나는 좋아
이 모든 게 다
너무너무너무
그냥 자유로워 행복해
I love this world

코를 비뚤어뜨릴 거야 오늘 밤
거기 취한척하는 고니루 형 어디 가
원샷으로 막 들이부어 Baby
힘이 들면 여기 드러누우면 되지
어지러운데 난 안 취했어
오늘은 멀리 흘러가 안 올테니
난 더 계속 마시겠어
감사해
Thank you god amen

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼
어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby

난 365일 매일매일
오늘만 같았으면 해 Baby
내가 살면서 제일 잘했다고
생각하는 건 널 만난 거야 Yeah

That’s right tonight
that’s right tonight
떠나도 돼
어디든 행복할 거야
넌 누구보다 특별해 Baby