Young Thug – Icey Lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, la, la
It’s just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
Richard Mille make ’em pukey, ah-ah-ah
Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

[Chorus]
Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin’ up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like cocoa, the real ice tea
You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s (oh, oh, oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

[Verse 1]
Twist up, backwoods, not no Swishers switch up
We get up, fuck her every fucking weekend
Catch up, Calamari then I want a cougar
Woah-woah, I’ma fuck her ’til she’s purple Hoover
What up? You can’t waste none of my time bitch
I’m up, I got way too many money
I’m up, you can ask my Mommy
Pourin’ up this dundee (pour up-up-up)
Put a ring ’round your finger, charisma (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I left twenty five thousand on your dresser (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told her ain’t this cool, on like Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dropped outta school then pulled up in a Tesla (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All my girlfriends are real done (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told ’em baby “don’t waste my time” (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I put your ring on rocks, uh (oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah, I told the bitch I want icy teeth

[Chorus]
Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin’ up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

[Verse 2]
Rag talk, oh, yeah, the first time I bought a watch, oh, yeah
Mad flossin’, oh, yeah, your nigga got mad sauce, oh, yeah
Spin the block, oh, yeah, the kids are dodgin’ shots, oh, yeah
Big dawg, oh, yeah, but they won’t let me take a fall, oh, yeah
Gucci socks, oh, yeah, Fendi watch, oh, yeah
Jimmy Choo heel, it’s her birthday, sendin’ shots, oh, yeah
Shawty sayin’ it’s her birthday, keep it on the rocks, oh, yeah
Audemar, oh, yeah, match the buss count, oh, yeah

[Bridge]
Yuh, la, la
It’s just funny how I do you, ha-ah-ah
Richard Mille make ’em pukey, ah-ah-ah
Gotta a tiny booty oochie, wah-wah-wah

[Chorus]
Woah, I told her she got a Thug wannabe
Woah, Demon Hellcat and I’m tearin’ up the streets
Woah, I got a gun and a Patek on me
Woah, I tote a brand new bag on me
Woah, I beat the bitch up in Givenchy
Woah, I bought the stadium, won’t need no seats
Woah, and I got cadence and real nice teeth
Woah, bitch, brown like Cocoa, the real ice tea
You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces
You’re Louboutin heels, you never gon’ wear Nike’s
I done left you for years, this shit still the same, I see
For now, I ain’t stanin’ no Nike’s (oh-oh-oh)
My bitch is a Virgo but she actin’ like a Pisces

Young Thug – Real in My Veins Lyrics

[Intro]
Tell that pussy nigga take a look at what they done created
Mario

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chains
Remain the same, don’t change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you, gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

[Verse 1]
Came from the ground to the top, uh
I’m ’bout to rob you some rocks, uh
I’m bout to set up a shop, uh
I’m bout to buy back the block, uh
I got respect for the ‘Wop, uh
First nigga gave me a knot, uh
I put some keys in the pot, uh
She got Versace on her crotch, uh
It’s purple, but this is not Watson, uh
I make that bitch squirt, it’s a thot, uh
I turn a lil bitch to a lot, uh
My watch on the floor, need a mop, uh
Rob Jack if he come out the box, uh
I got a tail on, it’s a fox, uh
I’m banging that fire, fox, uh
My bitch get wild, uh
Bloody cross on like a pastor
Cooking fish scale with no batter-er-er-er
Chains on me like Jerry Springer beezy
I repent for my sins everyday

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change

[Verse 2]
You keep playin’ and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I’m ready for the pop off
Got lil’ mama outta drum talkin’ top throat
She said she ready, let’s get it I got combos
I’m talkin’ junk food, eat me up like mumbos
Beat it up, got me hoppin’ off the top rope
Beat it up, got me slidin’ off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil shawty ain’t cleaned out tho’
I got my money up and I heard that you want some
Nigga moon walkin’, Michael Jackson moves
I got latitude, I got gratitude
And if you look up at the moon, you’ll see my attitude

[Chorus]
I got real runnin’ through my veins
I put VVS’s in my chain’s
Remain the same and change up, no mane
Most these niggas change up for change
I’m just sayin’ tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done creating
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon’ start chaos if they raid it
Commandin’ war, made somebody bleed
Now I ain’t worry ’bout you gettin’ past these fuckin’ bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin’ ’bout the fuckin’ founder
Tell Scott I’m on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin’ faded
Call your momma Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

Young Thug – On the Rvn Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Skooly]
Yeah, I’m on the run
Here I come, I’m with your mom
We got London On Da Track

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (skrt)
Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (aye)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (bent)
Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today (woo!)
My new Balenciaga rags today (oh, damn, woo!)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental (hey!)
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller (act like she triller)
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red
All a nigga know is take meds
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red (woo!)

[Verse 1]
Slime all these niggas, I’m tired of trie
I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed (smoke out)
I got rollies galore, ain’t no clowning me
I got woadies with me speaking Chinese (got woadies right now, now)
I get fed up and throw a catastrophe (fed up)
In the drop, me, my dog had ’em ten key (woo!)
Secret service, so everything is touchscreen
I had walked in the loft, didn’t insert a key (blast-off)
Hold up, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake (baguettes! Yeah, bitch)
For God’s sake, stack up your racks, put it all away (ooh, let’s go)
Polish your ass, polish your stomach
And polish your face (polish your face)
Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, that’s all I can say (woo!)
Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that
Whole lotta ain’t this (whole lotta, whole lotta)
Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing (oh, oh)
I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes
I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin’

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (I just might hop inside a cab)
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today (Urus paper tag)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (when I bend the corner, the rims)
Burberry guts what the captain say (woah-woah-woah-oh)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today (fuck ’round)
I just might do the whole dash today (hold up)
My new Balenciaga rags today (swoop)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red (woah)
All a nigga know is take meds (woah)
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red

[Verse 2]
I want the baddest señora, I’m ’bout to turn this bitch up (hoo!)
I just want to tell you she told you, yeah
She say she want it in her butt
I told that bitch bend it over (she want it in her butt!)
I’m a kingpin, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I got weight like a boulder (woah-woah-woah)
On the west coast with no spokes (nah)
You said that you riding (you said)
You said you in (yeah)
You sure stayed down (woah), now you in a Benz (woah)
This livelihood (lively), we living in (woah)
It’s all good in this life of sin (yeah)
I have a boatload of diamonds (diamonds)
When I get tired of this rhyming (woah-woah-woah)
I’m trying to kidnap your hotness (what?)
He bout to catch him a body (rrr!)
I stand the stick up on one feet (stand up!)
Bitch bout as tall as your body (woo!)
Don’t let it slide when you try me (woo!)
Ain’t no big gunnin’ around me (man)
Hop off the jet we was nine deep
It was a 16 passenger seat (16)
I like the way you been rhyming
One of one, no Siamese (one of one)
I got my card on file, Doctor Miami gon’ fix all my Chinese (one of one)
Fuck ’til our lights out on a jet, when we wake up, I think he was flying me there
The top of it’s brown (the top of it’s brown)
Yeah, the middle of it’s red (middle of it’s red)
Yeah, she nut by the round
They call it squirtin’ intead (let’s go)
Yeah, I like her for real (like her for real)
We skippin’ town from the feds (let’s go)
This codeine on chill (Act!)
She wet like a shower head (woo-hoo!)
Yeah, I came with the drill (I came with the drill)
I came with the powers and nails (powers and nails, woa-yeah)
I came with the deals (woah)
I came in with hoes like a sled (woa-yeah)
Yeah, a rich nigga tilt (woah)
I keep a Rolls Royce in this shit (keep Rolls Royce in this)
Yeah, I’m fuckin’ your nat (fuckin’ your nat)
‘Fore we done got to the bed (‘fore we done got to the bed)

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent
Burberry guts what the captain say
Chanel, she can get a little today
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today
My new Balenciaga rags today

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London, got my beat from London

SoMo – Better Me Lyrics

Do you want a little privacy?
Or do you wanna run away with me?
You know I’m overplayin’ hide & see
And I’ve been workin’ on a better me

So say you wanna stay the night with me
I’m tryin’ to give you all the finest things
When I’m with you I see a better life
If I’m with you I’d be a better me

Saw you last night in my dreams
Would you say yes, be my Queen?
Love me, love me no less, we’re a team
Take it all back to the scene, oh
Said you’d hold tight, where’d you go?
I came off track, drivin’ home
I was, I was tied up, all alone
Then you called me on the phone

Swishes rolled tight
Are you stayin’ or what?
Said it all twice
I’ve been nothin’ but blunt
I just want you
You’re the one that I want
You say you know, oh
You say you know, oh

Fixed the roles right
I’ve been ready for love
Said it all twice
Think I’m burnin’ my tongue
I just want you
You’re the one that I want
You say you know, oh
You say you know, oh

Do you want a little privacy?
Or do you wanna run away with me?
You know I’m overplayin’ hide & see
And I’ve been workin’ on a better me

So say you wanna stay the night with me
I’m tryin’ to give you all the finest things
When I’m with you I see a better life
If I’m with you I’d be a better me

I sent you a flower
I’ll see you in about an hour
I know it takes you that long
To put a little make up on
Put that pretty dress on
Hop up in, let’s get goin’
Hit a little vroom, vroom, vroom
Out into the sun
I’m tryin’ to be romantic
Take you dancin’
Feel your hands out
On the floor
Will you love me harder?
Love me farther
Than you ever have before
Right

Swishes rolled tight
Are you stayin’ or what?
Said it all twice
I’ve been nothin’ but blunt
I just want you
You’re the one that I want
You say you know, oh
You say you know, oh

Do you want a little privacy?
Or do you wanna run away with me?
You know I’m overplayin’ hide & see
And I’ve been workin’ on a better me

So say you wanna stay the night with me
I’m tryin’ to give you all the finest things
When I’m with you I see a better life
If I’m with you I’d be a better me

Lil Uzi Vert – Of Course Lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Big bad bitches (Lil Uzi)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I can’t flex no more gave my watch to my best friend
Got the shit you can’t afford, 100k right on my necklace
I be calling your bitch when I’m bored right after past-tense
I be drippin’ and swaggin’ of course

[Verse 1]
Aye, I put two in that four
Woah, I’m right here
I got opps from the 30 and I ain’t scared
Pulled up in a 30, they some squares
Got a Glock with a 30 and I ain’t scared
I’m not flexin’ on you baby it’s right here
Get a Glock and I pulled up to your trap
So let it ride off my dick like my coupe right here
Throw it up don’t be scared
I was throwin’ up and it was clear
I took too much molly I can’t hear
I fucked so many hoes, I had to go and just switch states
Raf Simons on my jeans but I’m still on my Rick stage
Sure your Rollie’s gold but it’s not no big face
Bitch you know I know where your bitch stay at I walk like a lick, aye
Got a big Glock on my hip aye that’s where the stick stay

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I can’t flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yeah)
Got the shit you can’t afford, 100k right on my necklace (Woah)
I be calling your bitch when I’m bored right after past-tense
I be drippin’ and swaggin’ of course (Ay)

[Verse 2]
How many hundred thousand you make this year on my 32nd
I fucked that bitch on a perc for an hour, I don’t do 30 seconds
I’m from the 1600 so I don’t fuck with no 32nd
These next few days you know we rocking know we gon’ wreck shit wreck shit
Rest in peace Chico that’s why you know that I’m gonna keep checks in
Sometimes I call his phone, sometimes I still wanna text him
He was lackin by the ops, I can’t believe that they next him
I was standing by the op, I had .30 on my weapon
I’m standing by the ops
I’m standing by the ops
I’m standing by the ops
I’m standing by the ops
I do the dash on the cop
Digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss
Fuck you nigga learn the law
Baby girl head game strong
She suck my dick so long
Tell me whatchu want
I can get you on
You think he get money, huh
Look at his chain, no pointers
Here’s my world, come join us (Yeah)
So much swag, can’t afford it

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I can’t flex no more gave my watch to my best friend (Yuh)
Got the shit you can’t afford, 100k right on my necklace (Uh)
I be calling your bitch when I’m bored right after past-tense (Aye)
I be drippin’ and swaggin’ of course (Yeah)

[Outro]
No he didn’t
Yes I did
No he didn’t
Yes I did
No he didn’t

Empire Cast – So Cold Lyrics

[Intro]
Never seen a girl like
Never put a hold on me
No I, I do it all lone
I’ll do it on my own
Nothing ever comes easy
They tell me it was just a dream, but I…
I’mma prove ’em wrong

[Verse 1]
Are you talkin’ to me?
Girl, please
Ha ha ha ha
Skrrrt
I don’t need your [?]
Don’t want your goofy ass man with the busted shoes
I’m walking all glossed up, got a lot to prove
I’m breaking necks with the way my body move
I know they asking who’s that chick with all the confidence
Stepped into the room like she’s ownin’ this
I’m coming for your check, [?]
I don’t want a piece, I want all of this

[Pre-Chorus]
And I woke up in a panic, gotta get money
Another day, another dollar
No it ain’t funny
You sing on a boat, gotta keep running
Won’t stop until I’m on top baby, like…

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Verse 2]
You’re an irrelevant, I’m the opposite
You’re straight off the rack, I’m custom fit
Got a lot to lose, don’t know the half of it
I ain’t startin’ over, so I never quit
This is real life, no experiment
Ain’t got a care to give, it’s a deficit
You should step aside, keep it elegant
Bow down, make way for my Genesis

[Pre-Chorus]
And I woke up in a panic, gotta get money
Another day, another dollar
No it ain’t funny
You sing on a boat, gotta keep running
Won’t stop until I’m on top baby, like…

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Bridge]
Gonna get my dollars, gonna get my chain
Won’t stop till the whole world knows my name
I’m a badass chick, didn’t come to play
And you best believe I’m ’bout to get paid
Gonna make these dollas, gonna get my chains
Gonna make this money, gonna get my fame
I’m a badass chick, didn’t come to play
And you best believe, I’m about to get paid

[Chorus]
Cold; never seen a chick so cold
Never seen a whip so cold
Tell me, have you ever seen a chick so cold? (no)
They be like “No, we never seen a chick so cold”
Never seen a chain so gold (bling)
Never seen a wrist so froze (froze)
Diamonds on my neck, I’ll glow
Ice like I’m from the North Pole
Never seen a cick so cold
Yo

[Outro]
I’m so cold
So cold
So, shining my light, I’m the best
Never seen nobody like me
So cold
So
Shining my light, I’m the best
Never seen nobody like me

Lupe Fiasco – Stack That Cheese Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, pen to the pad, metaphors on fleek
Took the words that I heard and I put em’ to the beat
Press up my tape then I put it in the street
Upload my thousands without my link
I’ma be upcoming just to see what they think
I’ma shoot me a video and put it on the ‘tube
I’ma spam IG to get up my views
And DM my favorite artist, say, “I’m gonna be huge”
Book me a show that the blogs gonna cover
And they all gon’ love it
The crowd gon’ turn up, is anybody out there?
Turn up the mic, we can’t hear you out here

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Tryna get the tour bus with the studio
It ain’t no buts, just bootyholes (uh)
Can’t be out here looking like dookie
When you’re tryna start a movement and come up on a movie role
Everything’s polished
I ain’t go to college, I was at the conference
Chopping with the DJs, tryna give my single on replay
And shit up on the game like colonics (colonics)
Hold the phone, take a flick with a fan for me (click)
Hit the strips with a brick of the dance money (strip)
I’m tired, let’s switch with the van for me
When I make it by, you’ll print the advance money

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Hold up, light man, turn the lights on
Came a long way from when I was holding the mic wrong
Something for the hood and a whole lot of white songs
Like I evolved to a whole ‘nother life form
I’m just tryna make it happen, don’t attack that please
Can’t find a job, you can rap at least
Cause that’s what I did, I was at that leg
Right out of high school, tryna stack that cheese
You was tryna do what? Tryna stack that cheese
You wanna flip burgers, wanna stack that cheese
Make American singles, wanna stack that cheese
Make everybody smile, tryna stack that cheese
Tryna do it for a while, tryna stack that cheese
Talking frequent flyer miles how I stack that cheese
Tryna bundle up the money, tryna stack that cheese
Aye Stack, can we stack that please?

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – 3 Min Convo Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up
Jamz turn me up

[Verse]
I know you heard of the boogie man
I am that nigga he woulda been
Hoodie on like I’m the reaper though
17 deep in the sprinter van
I heard they tryna get equal though
I would not let them get even man
She told me she trying to get into it
But I know these bitches be sneaky man
Murder she wrote murder all she wrote
I can go Boogie or Artist flow
I probably got every car you drove
I probably fucked every broad you know
Bitches think I’m a target, no
Want me to take you to Barney`s, no
Run it up see how far we go
Double up but be cautious though
I know they hate seeing me in first class
I’m a young nigga wearing her mess
I came up from the big x
And Came home to a big bag
Imma big boss and you big mad
Fuck around and die by my respect
I got blood all over my christans
From all my oppositions
Fuck all my oppositions
Like every pair damn loubs now I got blisters
And all of my day ones got caught up in the system
If she don’t want me ,I fuck with her sister
I’m so grimy when it comes to these bitches
I hit her then end up going missing
I’m up now there ain’t no more hard feelings
Its cool I just put her in the friendzey
I just had to put her in the frenzy
I swear they don’t wanna see me happy
They just wanna see me in my feelings
Used to me a little nappy nigga now I’m nappy with a couple million
On the come up they was laughing at me
Now they fucking with me cause I’m winning
Now they say I’m acting different
This shit change you when you really in it
These days I can’t come complain
Still get laid I swear
I used to not get paid
I’m back to my old ways
Tech hoodie on
No chains
First pair of new Balmains
Had me feeling like Kurt Cobain
I embarrassed all my fly things
On the floor seats at the ball game
I got mad saint Lauren shit
I told em’ nigga personally call me
Gotta stab bitch niggas in the streets I ain’t even gotta call B
They be mad hoes after shows they following me to the lobby
Imma asshole when they come to that
I don’t want you bitches to love me
But thats just cause I get it
Been in my bag for a minute
I just flow with it
They all in my business, but
They just do not get it
Blood on my shoes I’m sinning, yeah
New E.R.D getting yeah
A lot of niggas dress just like me
But its alright i already did it, yeah
Niggas wanna rap just like me
But its okay i already did it, yeah
Elliante got me icy
W’s up I’m Winning
W’s up I’m Winning
And I told her that I loved her but I didn’t care
And if I expose her
It’s because she told my business, yeah
I’m kinda like Hov business man
I’m a business man
I miss my nigga V12 and Montana man
I remember back when we was younger
I wish you was with me sitting in this benz
Now when we talk the convos be in lingo cause you in the feds
Got a little heart , getting used to all these millions
I keep from minimum wage
Gotta little heart talking to you
Through a phone
Knowing I can’t see your face
Nigga with a wire
Started fucking with you nigga
What the fuck did you say
Told you , you ain’t gotta sell grills
No more nigga, but you did anyway
I wish they give you bail
You woulda Been with me today
Real shit just free all my

Kanye West – Because of You (Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Yeezy, Ne-Yo, the remix ayo
I think it’s time to hit ’em with the Mase flow
My uh, she was gettin the best of me
But oooh, child, you my destiny
And I know it’s especially
Hard with all these girls just testing me
Uh, and you gon’ question me
If she even stand next to me
But you should laugh, ’cause you my better half
And these girls just fighting over the rest of me (c’mon!)
Right now it feels so crazy
I know she just some lady
And my outfit is just so 80’s
Not to mention McLaren Mercedes
And the 26 in-inch rim whee-eels
Look so good with your 6-inch heels
Fly shit that you be on
Gucci on, aligned by Louis Vuitton
And we high as the way we cruising on
High like I, like Mercury
Why do I mention the solar system?
Cause, you in my soul and system
And we gon’ take her home with this one
I got something that you gon’ like
You got something that I can’t fight
We got something that we both gon’ ride

[Bridge: Ne-Yo]
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it

[Hook: Ne-Yo]
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because…
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug

[Verse 2: Ne-Yo]
Think of it every second, I can’t get nothing done
Only concern is the next time, I’m gonna get me some
Know I should stay away from, cause it’s no good for me
I try and try but my obsession won’t let me leave

[Bridge: Ne-Yo]
I got a problem and I don’t know what to do about it
Even if I did, I don’t know if I would quit but I doubt it
I’m taken by the thought of it, and I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction, I’m so strung out on you
I can barely move but I like it

[Hook: Ne-Yo]
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because of you
And it’s all because…
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug

[Outro: Ne-Yo]
Ain’t no doubt, so strung out
Ain’t no doubt, so strung out
Over you, over you, over you
Because of you
And it’s all because of you
Never get enough
She’s the sweetest drug, she’s the sweetest drug

Andy Mineo – …There Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Nobody ever make it out alive (woo!)
This ain’t first class I got upgraded
Penny pinchin’ rapper even though I made it
Momma got her clothes from garage sales
Took the low so I could have the top shelf, yeah
Humble thyself or God will
Youngin’ with a little drive like a Hot Wheel, yeah
Now it’s pop culture when you’re poppin’ pills, right?
Rather have us medicated than healed, right?
Look, blog said I’m in album mode
Boy, I’m always in album mode
My slice need the a la modé
New York, like Al Capone
Whole squad in the Patagon’
My girl b-b-bad, bad to the bone
I keep losin’ my wedding ring
I gotta go get that tatted on
I’m–out in Europe, it feel just like the borough
Shoutin’ “Ya heard!” Spent a Euro, got dessert, that’s that churro
Need that Word that’s eternal
I write the rap, no journal
My pen got me some wins, I feel like Joe Paterno, aye
I don’t got no time for beefin’ with nobody else
I’ve been dealin’ with my demons, I been beefin’ with myself
I need Heaven down on Earth ’cause it’s feelin’ like it’s Hell
That’s all that I can do, uh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ah
1 a.m., I ain’t sleepin’
2 a.m., I ain’t sleepin’ (not at all)
3 a.m., I ain’t sleepin’ (wide awake)
Maybe I should get some sleep in

[Chorus]
I got angels flyin’ all around
I pray they take me off the ground
I know I got one lookin’ down on me
On me, on me

[Interlude]
Every sword got two edges
How will I be remembered?

[Chorus]
I got angels flyin’ all around
I pray they take me off the ground
I know I got one lookin’ down on me (on me, on me)
I got angels flyin’ all around
I pray they take me off the ground
I know I got one lookin’ down on me, on me, on me

[Verse 2]
Standing alone in the parking lot of The Truman Show
Privy to things I never knew before
Laying flowers at the casket of a twenty-two-year-old me
It sound unusual, but listen death is beautiful, see
Nothing grows until it finally dies
And you don’t ever find the truth until you find the lies (well)
Now that I’ve–started pulling the strings, some things are unraveling
And I don’t like what I’m seeing but yet I proceed (deconstruction)
This the moment I hold it all in question
It’s terrifying ’cause there ain’t nothing to rest in
The sense of a lost direction, it’s messy but still I press
And I’m desperate to find the answer, I can’t go on with the guessing
Did 81 percent of the people I call my brethren
Put an elephant in the room and say it was Heaven-sent?
I don’t know what Bible you reading, what God you believe in
But that don’t sound like reason, it sound like you sleeping
So I’m leaving, this my Last Supper who treatin’?
Take a stand for the knee and your Nikes still creasin’
I let it all fall apart then I took the pieces
Reconstructing everything I once believed in, yeah

[Outro]
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