Eminem – Need Me lyrics

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Eminem – Offended lyrics

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G-Eazy – Pray For Me Lyrics

This industry is hella phony
Never gave a fuck and I probably never will
Only kept it hella real
I ain’t got an ounce of chill
Ayy, ayy
It’s what it is, that’s how it is and I won’t change
You’re not accustomed so it all probably seems so strange, I know
The Beautiful & Damned, pop another Xan
Wash the bullet down, have to cool it down
Lost my mind, I won’t stop until it’s found
It’s way up there, I might have to pull it down
Must have been around this time last year
Think I might know where I might have left it
It’s crazy, the city I stand
I’m hoping that somewhere, my grandma is praying for me, ugh
[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me (grandma, pray for me)
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
[Outro]
Somebody pray for me before it’s too late for me
These demons still chasing me
But angels, they stay with me
They wait for me faithfully
When I fall into the dark, they awaken me
They view damned as beauty mistakenly
This is to show people pay to see
Ladies and Gentlemen, The Beautiful and Damned [Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yeah
Ayy
[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’ve been California dreaming
Turnt the fuck up for no reason, ayy (eazy)
Treat a Wednesday like a weekend
She look like an angel, she might be a demon
Solo, it ain’t no redeeming
These women, they plot and they scheming
Do anything to get ahold of my semen
I’m flushing the rubber, you won’t get my children
This is life here, nothing faze me
What can I say? Bruh, this town is crazy
Left the club with my newest lady
Paparazzi outside, all tryna chase me
Grab her hand and put her in the Ghost
And then, we get ghost like Patrick Swayze
Lifestyle of the young and wavy
What can I say? Bruh, you cannot blame me
[Chorus]
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me
Talk to the man upstairs, hoping he answers my prayers
Hollywood feel like the jungle, lions and tigers and bears
[Verse 2]
Ayy, L.A., the land of dreams
Turned into the land of fiends (yeah)
They get caught up in the scene
Partying, partying, partying
They say the top is hella lonely
And you ain’t never been the homie
Why the fuck you say you know me?

Chris Brown – This X-Mas Lyrics

(Time for me)
[Verse 2: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
Frosty, the snowman, it’s cold out today
Hot cocoa is waiting, come get you a taste
On the second day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Two doves, like to think it’s you and me
First day of Christmas, my baby gave to me
Real love and joyful memories
[Chorus: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the (hey)
First time that I tell you I’m in love with you
But hol’ up Santa baby, I got trust issues (I got)
I know you gon’ be
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the (it will be)
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain’t asking for the diamond rings (no, no)
I ain’t really got a list of expensive things (I ain’t got)
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, would you make a little time for me? Time, boy
Time, sur-prise
What’s inside? [Bridge: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
Hooray! [Verse 1: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
I’ve been thinking ’bout some jiggle bells (ring, ring, ring, ring)
Snow falling on the window-sill (ooh)
Santa baby you can pull ahead, yeah (yeah)
Just make sure you got that thing to give, yeah (I do, baby)
I’ve been a naughty but I want to make up for the bad times (oh yeah)
Baking cookies for you, know you wanna taste it, don’t you be shy (shy oh)
[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
Feeling good, I’m full of cheer (oh)
I’ve been waiting for them 12 reindeer
Sittin’, chillin’ under the mistletoe (woo)
Lit the tree, I know you feel the glow (glow, glow glow glow glow)
Santa baby stay a little, don’t you rush, we got time (got time)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you’re all mine, all mine, yeah
[Chorus: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the
First time that I tell you I’m in love with you
But hol’ up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon’ be dashing through the snow, down these chimneys
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the
Greatest time of your life from me
I ain’t asking for the diamond rings
I ain’t really got a list of expensive things
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, would you make a little time for me? Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, would you make a little time for me? [Outro: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Santa baby, would you make a little time for me? Santa baby, would you make a little time for me? Sweet pie
Chestnut, mine
Good times, on your sleigh-ride
[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
Feeling good, I’m full of cheer (oh yeah)
I’ve been waiting for them 12 reindeer (oh yeah)
Sittin’, chillin’ under the mistletoe (mistletoe)
Lit the tree, I know you feel the glow (glow, glow glow glow glow)
Santa baby stay a little, don’t you rush, we got time (I’m all you need, all you need)
I wanna take a selfie with you, show the world you’re all mine, all mine, yeah (oh, oh)
[Chorus: Ella Mai & Chris Brown]
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the (this Chrismas)
First time that I tell you I’m in love with you (first time)
But hol’ up Santa baby, I got trust issues
I know you gon’ be (I know you gon’ be)
Dashing through the snow, down these chimneys (crashin’ down the chimneys)
I know you got plans, I just wanna make sure you feel me (I just wanna make sure you feel me, yeah)
‘Cause this Christmas, will be the (this, this, this)
Greatest time of your life from me (ooh, huh)
I ain’t asking for the diamond rings (ooh)
I ain’t really got a list of expensive things (yeah, ow)
I just want you to myself while the children sleeps
Santa baby, would you make a little time for me?

Chris Brown – Hands Up Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Pull up with no warning
Sex early in the morning
Girl, I came to give you something
And I know you’re gonna love it, huh
Hold up a lighter, don’t put out my fire
Unless she lettin’ me drown in the water
She the only one that make me feel like this
That girl I love her
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh yeah, every time I’m with you, oh
Come and let me kiss you, oh
Baby, what’s the issue? Say, “Fuck it,” I’m with you, baby
[Chorus]
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night (oh)
Hands up high
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night (baby)
Hands up high
[Bridge]
You right, girl (hands up high)
Hands up high
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride
Don’t care, I’ll be living for the night
Hands up high
Hands up high
Hands up high
I’m with you, baby, oh
Hands up high
Hands up high
Hands up high
Put your hands up high
Hands up high
[Chorus]
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl (you right, baby)
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride (yeah, ride)
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night (don’t care, ooh)
Hands up high
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride (yeah)
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night (she don’t care)
Hands up high Say, “Fuck it,” I’m with you, baby
[Chorus]
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night
Hands up high
You right, girl, do what the fuck you like, girl
Get crazy, I’ma let it ride, ride, ride
She don’t care, I’ll be living for the night
Hands up high
[Post-Chorus]
I’m driving, I’ma follow your directions
Just sit back and ride, ride, ride
Oh, ride, ride, ride
Ride
[Verse 2]
Pull up with no warning
Sex early in the morning
Girl, I came to give you something
And I know you’re gonna love it
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh yeah, every time I’m with you, oh (with you)
Come and let me kiss you, oh (kiss you)
Baby, what’s the issue?

Chris Brown – I Wanna Lyrics

[Chorus]
She turned on by the way
She got that Coke bottle shape, somethin’ ’bout her face
She from ’round the way
She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste
[Verse 1]
Baby girl, you know you fine, fine
Never laid your own time, time
Tear that pussy up, mine, mine
Tonight
Get it, pop your chest, it’s Mardi Gras
Couple, couple baggies hangin’ down
Choose just to feed your appetite
I-I-I
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, you don’t need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain’t no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (yeah, go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
[Chorus]
She turned on by the way
She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin’ ’bout her face
She from ’round the way (way)
She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste
[Verse 2]
Listen, babe, I know you right, right
You keep on giving me the high, yeah
You and I gon’ light a fire
Tonight
Baby girl, don’t change your mind, mind
Why we here just dancin’ all night
This Patrón got a little chill like
I-I-I
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, you don’t need the sun to see it rise (oh)
Ain’t no need to lie
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (yeah, go)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
Go, yeah
[Chorus]
I’m turned on by the way, yeah
She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin’ ’bout her face
She from ’round the way, yeah
She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste
[Refrain]
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna (I wanna, I wanna)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, yeah, yeah
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, oh, girl, you don’t need the sun to see it rise (oh, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ain’t no need to lie
[Chorus]
She turned on by the way (oh)
She got that Coke bottle shape, yeah, somethin’ ’bout her face (baby, oh)
She from ’round the way (I wanna)
She wanna go to my place, wanna know how it taste (I wanna)

Chris Brown – Get Off Lyrics

[Intro]
Me, me
Me, me, me
[Verse 1]
I’m ready for you
And girl, you better feel the same
Take a shower and change
Girl, I’ll be in the bed waiting (yeah, yeah)
Girl, kick off your shoes, be your masseuse
And feel my fingers all on your body and through your hair
Ain’t ’bout to start complaining love it when your raining
Pussy popping, we be fucking everywhere
[Pre-Chorus]
Make sure you call me when you get off
When you get to my crib, take that shit off
I know that we gon’ get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol, you better show your ass off, yay yay
[Chorus]
I’m tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I’ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
[Verse 2]
I know that you tired, I don’t really care
‘Cause I know that pussy mine, baby, bring it here
I wanna put my tongue where your thong is
Baby, as long as you just give me both lips, who your daddy? When I hit it, look back at me, snackin’ then I’m smackin’
Smashin’, blastin’ ’cause I know your booty ain’t plastic
Ooh, look at you, you the baddest, I’ma hit it like a nigga never had it
Really don’t like static but I need love, when we do the nasty, it’s magic
[Pre-Chorus]
Make sure you call me when you get off (get)
When you get to my crib, take that shit off (take it off)
I know that we gon’ get fucked up, girl, this the last call
For love and alcohol, you better show your ass off, yay yay (love and alcohol, yeah)
[Chorus]
I’m tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I’ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
[Bridge]
Call me when you’re about to get off
You better show up
No more talking
I’m tired of stalking you
I might sound like I’m crazy and wild ’cause I just wanna lay with you
Fuckin’ it up and I cuddle with you
Had a long day, you’re ’bout to have a long night
You ain’t gon’ get no sleep, girl but you’ll be alright
[Chorus]
I’m tryna fuck you in the middle of the night
1 AM, 2 AM, second round, three, four, five
I wanna do all the freaky shit that you like, baby
I’ma fuck you right, make sure you call me when you get off
[Outro]
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off
Call me when you get off
Make sure you call me when you get off

Chris Brown – Trust Me (HBOFM) Lyrics

But I need you to trust me ’cause you my girl now
Don’t wanna be that nigga that’s gon’ stress you out
Jokin’ when we recite our wedding vows, this is what it’s all about
[Chorus]
It’s like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can’t wait for you to love me, baby
Don’t ever doubt us, baby (trust me)
He don’t have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits, baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I won’t fuck up our lives Stay classy, party packin’, I got the world, huh? Now we fuckin’, got you fightin’ with your girls now
Bitches hating, wishin’ I could fuck ’em first, huh? You the type don’t like diamonds and pearls, huh? [Verse 1]
I can’t take my eyes off you
I think God made you for me, it’s too good to be true
Didn’t know my blessing and I learned a lesson, every man needs a queen, oh
Don’t care how far, even if it’s impossible, I’ma dream, reminiscing like
[Pre-Chorus]
I had you screaming like (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I promise I won’t tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets (I won’t, I won’t)
Babe, if you say, “I do,” baby, then I’ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, “I do”)
I’ma take good care of you, trust me if you love me (you)
[Chorus]
It’s like ring around the rosies, round and round (yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us, you gotta trust me, baby (trust me)
Honestly, I can’t wait for you to love me, baby
Don’t ever doubt us, baby (trust me)
He don’t have the answers for your soul (trust me)
Uplift your spirits, baby, hold you up (trust me)
You gotta trust that I won’t fuck up our lives
[Verse 2]
I used to drive around the town and try to fuck up everybody Talking to my baby, baby (oh hell nah)
I used to fuck up all the time, I was a liar switchin’ stories up
Split personalities, know I drove you crazy
You need your space, I understand, you need your freedom, ha
Girl, you and I we ‘posed to mean some’
Oh, you and me together we supposed to be one
Like day ones reminiscing like
[Pre-Chorus]
I had you screaming like (remember screaming like?)
I promise I won’t tell anybody about your Victoria Secrets (Victoria Secrets, I won’t, I won’t)
Babe, if you say, “I do,” baby, then I’ma show you what you mean to me (if you say, “I do,” ha)
I’ma take good care of you, trust me if you love me (ha)
[Chorus]
It’s like ring around the rosies, round and round (ow, yeah)
Up and down like a rollercoaster
If you believe in us, you gotta trust me, baby (if you believe in us you gotta, ooh, trust me)
Honestly, I can’t wait for you to love me, baby (ooh)
Don’t ever doubt us, baby (trust me, yeah)
He don’t have the answers for your soul (trust me, yeah)
Uplift your spirits, baby, hold you up (hold you, baby, trust me)
You gotta trust that I won’t fuck up our lives
[Verse 3]
You ain’t like them other girls, huh?

Chris Brown – On Purpose Lyrics

[Intro: Chris Brown]
Oh, whoa
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
She said can I vibe with you, baby for a night? I cannot say no to you, baby, you know I can’t do that
Can’t help my eyes, they glued to you, ooh yeah, aw yeah
Baby, you’re so damn fine, I’ll prove it to you, yes, I’ll prove it to you
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ooh, I’ll show you (I’m gon’ show you)
You deserve more (you deserve more)
I see what you be going through (oh)
You ain’t gotta hurt anymore ’cause I love you, baby
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I got this, don’t worry
And I know God put you here on purpose
Stop it, I know that you nervous (I know)
But you the only one that’s worth it (yeah, baby)
I got this, don’t worry
And I know God put you here on purpose
I promise, I got this, don’t worry (don’t worry)
And I know God put you here on purpose
[Verse 2: Agnez Mo & Chris Brown]
If I get a mirror, would it clear up your view (a little better)? And when the smoke clear up, I’m still stuck on you (it’s on purpose, I)
I haven’t felt like this in a while, don’t feel like coming down (don’t feel like coming down)
Your love’s all ’round, boy, I feel you (oh, ooh)
[Pre-Chorus: Agnez Mo & Chris Brown]
You know I deserve more (I’m gon’ show you, you deserve more)
You see what I’ve been going through (oh)
I ain’t gotta hurt anymore (hurt anymore)
‘Cause you love me, baby, hey, yeah
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Both]
I got this, don’t worry
And I know God put you here on purpose
Stop, I know that you nervous (I know)
But you the only one that’s worth it (yeah, baby)
You said I got this, don’t worry
And I know God put you here on purpose
I promise, I got this, don’t worry (don’t worry)
And I know God put you here on purpose
[Bridge: Chris Brown & Agnez Mo]
On purp-, on purp-, on purp-, don’t worry
And I know God put you here on purpose
Yeah
I got this, don’t worry
I got this, don’t worry
I got this, don’t worry
Don’t worry
Ooh
God, God put you here on purpose
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Agnez Mo]
Ooh, I’ll show you (I’m gon’ show you) (I’ll show you)
You deserve more (you deserve more) (you deserve more)
I see what you be going through, oh
You ain’t gotta hurt anymore ’cause I love you, baby
[Outro: Chris Brown & Agnez Mo]
Whoa, whoa
‘Cause I love you, baby (you, baby, baby)
You’re my baby, yeah
Oh baby
You know you are, my baby
You got this, don’t worry
Yeah
You got this, don’t worry

Shy Glizzy – Paper Soldiers Lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah, mob
GG for life suckers
30 30, 30 30, yeah
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Bitches they ain’t shit, yeah, bitches on my dick, yeah
Niggas broke as shit, yeah, I can’t hit a lick, yeah
Check my criminal history, nigga I ain’t never snitched, nope
Ridin’ with that stick, yeah, pussy don’t get hit, yeah
Look at me I’m rich bitch, you might think I’ll make it fire
My niggas really hit shit, nigga GG is the mob
Bitch nigga don’t test me, I might throw your ass a lob
You know they call me Jefe, I can give your ass a job
That nigga was my homie then he turned into an opp
We ran into his homies, shot they ass up with the Glocks
Styrofoam on me, bitch you know I’m sippin’ wop
That trap phone for the junkies and my homies who got locked
30 30 on me, baby I won’t never lie
30, that’s my brodie, know he always got my back
Niggas tryna be Glizzy, they ain’t even got no straps
In competition with me, you ain’t even got them racks
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Been swingin’ them choppers like a nigga from the ‘Nolia
Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
[Verse 2: Goo Glizzy]
I been chasing money, bitch I got a hundred stacks
Everybody gotta go, I can’t get my 30 back
Hundred grams takin’ one, watch how quick I bounce back
If you ever cross the mob, ain’t no fuckin’ coming back
I’m a gangster, I’m a soldier, I got sales on Minnesota
I’m really thugging, I can show you
Fuck feelings, my heart frozen
Every time we go and expose you
Don’t act stupid, you know the motive
I just pray and keep it on me
When I pray it’s even on me
You know I’m pistol packin’, shawty get it clappin’ like the ‘Nolia
Ain’t no lackin’, bitch I’m strapped up, every day I’m loaded
He took one of my kind so forever bitch I owe it
The streets or in the jail nigga, I remain a soldier
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Been swingin’ them choppers like a nigga from the ‘Nolia
Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
[Verse 3: DF Gizzle]
Bitch I’m in LA, sippin’ Wockhardt with Philly
Smoking big blunts of gelato, boy this high don’t go away
Man they took my dog away, yeah they took my heart away
Homicide on my line, I’ma learn the harder way
Bitch I’m sliding every day, this ain’t slide, no way
Dropping thirty for 30, got ’bout twenty more to spray
Mama say she stressin’ crazy ’bout me, all she do is pray
Ask the lord to forgive me, hope he wash these sins away
‘Cause I been swinging that chopper like a nigga from the ‘Nolia
I been about that action, I know them niggas done told you
See I ain’t here to hold you, this shit really never over
It’s Glizzy Gang bitch, we bring it to you like we owe you, pussy
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Been swingin’ them choppers like a nigga from the ‘Nolia
Back when I was young my mama told me I’m a soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Told me get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Bitch wanna love me and now that I done got a lil bit older
My niggas that’s really with it, you better quit it, I thought I told ya
Better get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier
Get that, get that, get that, get that, get that paper soldier

Shy Glizzy – More Clips Lyrics

[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Trauma Tone
Young Jefe holmes
[Verse 1]
I used to sleep in them trenches
Now I’m in a house on the water
My bitch she a pretty New Yorker
No none of you cannot afford her
‘Cause she need a nigga that spoil her
I want her to give me a daughter
Bitch I got some goons in New Orleans
And they shoot them choppers and forties
I used to in the alley, where all of my niggas caught bodies
And they lost they foot in the sorry street
I needed my niggas beside me
Young Jefe, I’m a boss
No none of these niggas can fire me
And she let me get all her trust
Now she doing too much entirely
Girl how could you ever get tired of me? Girl look at my face, don’t you lie to me
I knew that they wasn’t gon’ ride for me
They lied when they told me they proud of me
Bitch I really came up from poverty
Know you just in love with my salary
Now I don’t smoke shit but that Cali weed
We mobbin’ deep, I’m a prodigy
[Chorus]
This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this
I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch
I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch
I just got a chopper, came with four clips
Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan
Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit
I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list
Every time we get a check then we buy more clips
[Verse 2]
GG, king of DC
Pull in my new whip on a fuck nigga like beep beep
Chopper hold a hundred, guaranteed to get a three piece
Tell me do you want it, make us put that shit on repeat
She can make me shoot my gun, yeah she the only one
Don’t want to be a player girl, feel like Big Pun
She shake her pom poms, tell a nigga uh-uh
She fuckin’ with a don, she don’t need a son son, yeah
I come from the Yo girl, we say kill ’em all
Sold a lot of dope, yeah I fucked a lot of hoes
I rock a lot of gold and I rock a lot of shows
I rap ’bout how I’m trappin’ but it feel like rock and roll
[Chorus]
This shit that I got on, you can’t afford this
I just left from Paris, bonjour bitch
I promise you don’t want to go to war bitch
I just got a chopper, came with four clips
Gave that girl a home, she was an orphan
Please leave me alone, I’m on some more shit
I was dead broke, I’m tryna make the Forbes list
Every time we get a check then we buy more clips

Shy Glizzy – Loving Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Young Jefe, ayy
[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever
[Verse 1]
He buggin’ her, he miss her, but she beggin’ me to hit her
He can’t get his bitch back ’cause she with a nigga triller
Just the other day I heard they found my nigga’s killer
10K on the tray, I want that nigga in a zipper
Sippin’ on this dirty and I’m with my nigga 30
Bitch we keep them thirties ’cause these niggas playin’ dirty
The more you acting scary then the faster you get buried
And a nigga ain’t got no worries ’cause I shoot that bitch like Curry
I’m her number one contender, she like bitches on the low
I’m the one she gon’ remember, have her walking pigeon-toed
Yeah I come up off them stones, tell ’em some to get note
Got a bad redbone, told her get it on the floor
[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever
[Verse 2]
Love me for eternity or please don’t love me never
Oops I think she on to me so girl let’s get this cheddar
Never been a webster baby, c’mon let me test you
Glizzy I’m a weapon shawty I do protecting
Went some places last winter, one vacation I remember
Back to the first night when I took lil ma to dinner
Was lookin’ like a Kim but she was acting like a Jenner
She say she gon’ hold me down, ooh I think I got a winner
Young nigga from the streets, young nigga gotta eat
Young nigga I feel your pain, young nigga that once was me
I was standing out in that rain, tellin’ my lord don’t sell my tree
Now I got diamonds all in my chain, niggas they sat all in my seat
[Chorus]
These niggas talk that bullshit but they don’t want no pressure
Laser on the Glock, boy I spot you then I wet you
Heard some niggas in the city after the finesser
I’m probably with your shawty, you won’t ever see her ever
She had a lot of niggas, she ain’t had a nigga better
Ain’t fuckin’ with you niggas, she say Jefe get her wetter
Can’t take you to my house but baby I can give you pleasure
Put it in your mouth and you’ll be loving me forever

Chris Brown – Goin’ At It Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Said I’d drive to, to spend a day without you
And it’s hard to do, I can’t do it
Maybe it’s the things you do, you do
Huh, it make a nigga go crazy, guess I’m addicted to you, fuck
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don’t, I don’t wanna keep lying
I need a little you and me time
I wanna lick you, ooh, pussy keep crying
And the neighbors telling us to keep quiet
[Chorus]
Girl, just let go and let this happen
Close your eyes, feel my magic stick
We keep fucking up these mattresses
And my back got all these scratches, rough sex we’ll be practicing
Love when we goin’ at it
[Verse 2]
With all that ass, you better shake something
You better take off your clothes before I get mad
I need 1 on 1, 1 on 1
Quality time, we bump and grinding
Girl, let me see something
You know that I ain’t gon’ hold back
Don’t tease me, woman, don’t keep it from me, just please me, woman
[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna keep lying, I don’t
I need a little you and me time, me time
I wanna lick you, ooh, pussy keep crying, woo
And the neighbors telling us to keep quiet
[Chorus]
Girl, just let go and let this happen (yeah, yeah)
Close your eyes, feel my magic stick
We keep fucking up these mattresses (your eyes)
And my back got all these scratches
Yeah, rough sex when we practicing
Love when we going at it, ooh yeah
Girl, just let go and let this happen
Close your eyes, feel my magic stick
We keep fucking up these mattresses
And my back got all these scratches
Rough sex when we practicing
Love when we goin’ at it
Girl, just let go and let this happen
Close your eyes, feel my magic stick
We keep fucking up these mattresses
And my back got all these scratches
Rough sex when we practicing
Love when we goin’ at it

Young Thug – Me Or Us 2.0 Lyrics

Who you trust the most? [Intro]
…text anymore… so what’re you recording? Me or us? Ow! [Verse 1: Young Thug & Travis Scott]
You the one that said you were doin’ it
And you said you were doin’ it, you’re doin’ it, you’re doin’ it
You say that what you’re doin’, you’re doin’, you’re doin’
You told me that what, what you’re doin’, you’re doin’, you’re doin’
What you do? Me or us? If them niggas came for you, you better pursue (watch out)
I just spent 10 racks on a dog from Germany, no Purdue
Oops, I meant Dupree, Jewelry sitting on a/c
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna know, tell me lil’ baby, I wanna know
I wanna know
I got the show, fuck my show, be my show (what)
I got them loafs, I’m with Metro, he got some more (yeah, he got some more)
I don’t gotta talk, look at my jewelry, it can say more, hey (say more)
You smoke that kushy, man I’m so goody, I want some cookies
Fuck on your daughter, fuck on my brother, now she gon’ diss you
I got them racks, I was just buyin’, you was just lookin’
I bought her diamonds and she just smilin’, she think she’s tooken
But, this for the love of my fans
I’m smokin’ pot while in Japan
Blacker the berry, drink my cran
Bae you dig it and I’m the sand (dig)
[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Spotlights, it’s ’bout time
[?]
Some of the time, I try
Spotlights, spotlights
[?] of the time, I try
[?] of the time, I try
[Refrain: Young Thug]
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
[Pre-Verse: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Diamonds on me
[?]
Sometimes in plastic
I live life in plastic
I live life in plastic
So drastic, live life in plastic
Live life in plastic, plastic
Yeah
[?]
Ow! If your brother left you, what would you do? Me or us? Who you wanna fuck every night? [Verse 2: Travis Scott & Young Thug]
Coated, leather, tatted, trashed
Savage, bastard, and it’s, magic
Masses, gonna, [?], brightest
Fattest, [?] somehow it ended
Drastic, fuck it, red-light, [?] whip it
Dramatic forty
Drastic, fuck it
Oh, drastic, fuck me
She know she give me what she [?]
I push that button an’ she go
She said to work lil’ nigga nose
With that big-body Benz, I need [?] friends
I learned [?], I put ice in my rims
I got a brown girl, I’m ’bout to call her Timbs
She went from lesbian to me ’cause she know I got Ms (ow)
I had some [?], I gave that to my partner ‘n ’em
[Refrain: Young Thug]
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why It’s a new song, I’ma let you hear a little bit
Play it
[Refrain: Young Thug]
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
Well this is why-a-why-a-why
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Who you loyal to? Me or us? Who you wanna take on your flight?