Stalley – Squattin’

[Intro: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’
Fuck a nigga hatin’
[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)
[Verse 1: Stalley]
(?)
Take a nigga soul
Got snakes on my clothes
Diamond boogers in my gold
Hermes when I blow my nose
Designer from head to toe
Fashion killa wish a Gunter
Four G savings like a nunchuk
Cuban shining like the sun’s up
Bank on my like Sun Trust
Never spend it on a ho
Ain’t no ho that son trust
Maybach like a small bus
Got enough room to throw a party in it
Ride by catch a body in it
Treat that ’62 like a ’64

[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)
[Verse 2: Stalley]
Fish scale we play with that
Fuck 12 in my Raiders hat
On the southeast where my raiders at
B & E taking all your stacks
My .357 I call it cap
Jet black its pro-black
Triangle where the nose at
Squeeze once they all collapse
I smoke, relax get my chill on
Gotta smoke 12 before I feel stoned
Copied so much that I feel cloned
Streets ain’t safe but its still home
Off the porch with the .45
I’m the MJ of gats
Trill niggas don’t fade away
Ride the ‘rari like Chevrolet
[Pre-Hook: Stalley]
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
Keep it jumpin’
[Hook: Stalley]
Fuck a nigga hatin’
This money I be chasin’ (Chasin’)
9-11 racin’ (race)
I came from the basement (I came from it)
Not a pot to piss in (not one)
Now its V-12 engines (Vroom)
Speedin’ out the trenches (yey)
I’m squattin’ on you hoes (Squattin’)

One Bit & Noah Cyrus – My Way

[Intro: Noah Cyrus]
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this (hey)
[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus]
Don’t think you can run, before the trigger
No way that I’m done (no way, no way, no way, no)
Two feet on the floor
No lie, you go figure
Whose backs to the wall? Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
Do you dare to? Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line (ooh)
[Bridge: Noah Cyrus]
Why can’t we do this (my way)
Why can’t we do this (my way)
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we, why can’t we (why, why, why, why, why)
[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
It’s gotta be what you say, you say
You think that you know better
But you keep proving you never
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this my-
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this my way, my way Watch me climbing
[Verse 2: Noah Cyrus]
Seem to be liking imbalance tonight
Finding your ways, got a challenge tonight
The kind of luck that you keep telling me, telling me (telling me, telling me)
The truths is that I just can’t take this anymore
The words that use are tidal aboard
The kind of luck that you keep telling me, telling me
[Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
It’s gotta be what you say, you say
You think that you know better
But you keep proving you never
Why can’t we do this my way, my way
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this my-
Why can’t we do this
Why can’t we do this my way, my way

[Post-Chorus: Noah Cyrus]
Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
Do you dare to? Just tell me one more time, go on and cross that line
Do you dare to?

Quality Control – She For Keeps (feat. Quavo & Nicki Minaj)

(somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? [Intro: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Perfect, nobody’s perfect
My body’s perfect, bitch I’m perfect
Somebody lied, just watch me murk it
I’ma murk it, bitches my sons, I used a surrogate
Got ’em hurting, he know for certain, cop me that Birkin
Baby nervous, I make ’em nervous, I make ’em nervous
When them bum bitches in my town, all my real niggas alerted
He say, "Damn baby, you bad," I say, "I commit murders"
When the block starts to get hot he know I’ll hide his burners
I’m from keeps, I am for keeps, she can’t compete
He ain’t stupid enough to lose me to another nigga in them streets
Ooh, they salty, I know they salty
Please say the barbie, he say the barbie
I’m the bad bitch that all the bad bitches fuck with
She a mad bitch if she ain’t fuckin’ with me, suck dick
This piece flooded out cost about a buck six
Pull up on a bum bitch and be like what up sis? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? Pour this drink for me
Smoke this dope for me
Drive around with me, ayy
Just for keepsake (keepsake)
She gon’ lead the way (lead it)
I might fall back and go count up a large bag

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? (yeah, yeah)
Somebody tell me is she
Somebody tell me is she (yeah, somebody tell)
Somebody tell me is she for keeps (somebody tell, oh yeah)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
‘Cause I bought her bags and a bing roo
And I put them diamonds in them Bengals (shine)
Like the way she take them pictures, it’s the angle (flash)
Like the way she keep her business all personal
You know, you know, you know, you fit me
You get me, you get me, you get me
Drop off, your old boy, then get with me
Heard it’s slippery (splash), heard it’s wet like seaweed (splash)
Moonwalking on slabs (moon), she live life like Babs
Nails and hair all long, shoppin’ spree in Hong Kong
Ass fat in her jeans, she don’t like to wear thong
She gon’ make you sing this song
Is she for keeps? (oh yeah)
Oh, is she for keeps? Rap bitches is on my nuts, call ’em Chip ‘n’ Dale
These bitches can’t see me, they should all be reading braille
Pull off in that GT with some Seagram’s Ginger Ale
Tell that bitch I’m Oprah, she couldn’t even be Gayle
I’m me, when will these girls ever see? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps? somebody tell
Is she for keeps? (ayy, ayy)
Somebody tell me is she (somebody tell)
Is she for keeps? You will never be Nicki, and that’s the real key-key
Ki-ki, ki-ki

[Chorus: Quavo]
Is she for keeps?

Cassie – Don’t Play It Safe

I’ve been ready
Hope we can move onto better things
Knowing that you can change it
Boy, I’ll give you the reins
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah
[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things [Verse 1]
Hard to tell if you wanna stay
Don’t need an invitation
For moves I want you to make
Coy but, boy, be sure, don’t you wait
Swear I want you the same way
Boy, I’ll give you the ring
[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t wanna wait for, wait for
All these rules and confirmations
If you want it, gotta take it
If we change the pace up
There’s no room for complications
If you want it, gotta take it, yeah
[Chorus]
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things, yeah
Don’t wait, baby
Don’t play it safe
Go take the reins
Show me some things

[Verse 2]
And they say time is the
Time is the enemy
Why waste it now?

Dan + Shay – Tequila lyrics

[Verse 1]
I can still shut down a party
I can hang with anybody
I can drink whiskey and red wine
Champagne all night
Little Scotch on the rocks and I’m fine, I’m fine
[Chorus]
But when I taste Tequila, baby I still see ya
Curled up on the floor in a Serotta t-shirt, the same one you wore when we were
Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste Tequila
When I taste Tequila
[Verse 2]
I can kiss somebody brand new and not even think about you
I can show up to the same bar
Hear the same songs in my car
Baby, your memory it only hits me this hard
[Chorus]
When I taste Tequila, baby I still see ya
Curled up on the floor in a Serotta t-shirt, the same one you wore when we were
Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste Tequila
When I taste Tequila
[Bridge]
I ain’t even drunk, I ain’t even drunk
And I’m thinking
How I need your love, how I need your love
Yeah, it sinks in
[Chorus]
When I taste Tequila, baby I still see ya
Serotta t-shirt, the same one you wore when we were
Sky high in Colorado, your lips pressed against the bottle
Swearing on a Bible, baby, I’d never leave ya
I remember how bad I need ya, when I taste Tequila
When I taste Tequila
When I taste Tequila
When I taste Tequila

Young Thug – B*tches Gone Tell Lyrics

[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’? When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We run through them bitches, we run through the hundreds
I rolled in the Bentley, I’m talkin’ the drama shit
Me and my niggas gon’ fuck up the summer, yeah
This summer we puttin’ the numbers yeah (check, check)
Feelin’ like Meechy, I’m feelin’ like Meechy
I jump out that ‘Ghini and lift up the door (skrrt, skrrt)
They said they ballin’ and we say we ballin’
And somebody please tell me what is the score
Woah, woah, woah, somebody please tell me what is the score
We up by 30, that money is dirty
Them bricks in the ceilin’, a mil in the floor
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’? YSL for life
We ran up the digits we ran up the money
We ran up the digits we ran up the money
We ran up some digits.. [Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger! When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Outro: Young Thug]
We got London On Da Track! When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I’ma move me some dope like I’m Future
I’ma go in that bitch with a ruler
I’ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
I’ma keep a red flag cause I’m boolin’
I know some roller spaces, I could dually
Yeah, yeah I’m screamin’ oh my god like Cooly
When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted
If I ever die, he better drop his first
I’ve been gettin’ money before the music, fuck Pandora
I just do this shit when I get bored
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’? When you die somebody else was born
But at least we got to say we…
[Hook: Young Thug]
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up that money
We ran up them digits we ran up the money
We ran up them digits we ran up some money
We ran up some digits we ran up some money
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I’m leanin’ like I’m on a 5th of the Henny
I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
They didn’t know me well so I left ’em with wishes
You know its a drought when you grind and can’t flip it
I’m livin’ big, I swear to God I’m Liu Kang kickin’
Montana
Mama gon’ slime, hustle
Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
You know my ice blingin’, light up just like a candle
Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
My racks are squeakin’, I’m not fartin’
I hop in that ‘Rari, I crank up like Warren
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’? We got London On Da Track!

Young Thug – Knocked Off (feat. Birdman & Jim Jones) Lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m gon’ beat that pussy up just like a champion
I’m a beast inside these streets like a barbarian
Told my baby next February we’re married
We laughin’ at these pussy boys, they’re so hilarious
I might get him knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings
I might get him knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean
I might get him knocked off while I pull a bank scheme
I might get him knocked off for just tryna join the team
[Verse 1: Birdman]
Yeah, we roll these bitches like they centipedes
We get this money, flip some hundreds then we blow some Gs
I gave her life and then I showed her Bs
We fucked the world but now we overseas
Inside of the car, we stashed a hundred bricks
We put it down and hit the town, we ’bout the money trips
Wait, the ice is rollin’ cause we’re rollin’, bitch
Flakes, the dope is colda cause we’re polar, bitch
I answer the call and put her right beside me
Two, we ’bout that woop like them brand new Spyders
Keep your mouth closed, boy, cause we’re aim and fire
I just might one night her, show love and wife her
I’m bangin’ green like the lizard in Geico
I pull up and wet you, burn your top like Michael
I got bullets bigger than fingers in rifles
It’s big Bs with a hundred Gs in each one of my pockets
[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m gon’ beat that pussy up just like a champion
I’m a beast inside these streets like a barbarian
Told my baby next February we’re married
We laughin’ at these pussy boys, they’re so hilarious
I might get him knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings
I might get him knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean
I might get him knocked off while I pull a bank scheme
I might get him knocked off for just tryna join the team
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m not gon’ pass, I’ma smash ’em
She want that nut so I blast her
My Bentley grey like a pastor
Whippin’ that snow, no Alaska
Good head, she got her masters
Shawty a long way from dumb
Your money flat like a plasma
Good kush, smoke is the bomb
I drink that Act while you be drinkin’ red
I don’t fall in love, I run over it instead
Hey, babe, bobble, that big ol’ head
I’m like, “lil baby, I don’t know your kid”
I keep my pistol I’ll give you the lead
They 3 deep I call ’em Ed, Edd and Eddy
Baby take a picture, get that photo cred
She make me lean back like a sofa bed
[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m gon’ beat that pussy up just like a champion
I’m a beast inside these streets like a barbarian
Told my baby next February we’re married
We laughin’ at these pussy boys, they’re so hilarious
I might get him knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings
I might get him knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean
I might get him knocked off while I pull a bank scheme
I might get him knocked off for just tryna join the team
[Verse 3: Jim Jones]
So I told my bitch where the stash at
If I get locked then I know she know where the cash at
She a red-bottom killa her ass fat
If I light one up then she gettin’ fucked up she like “pass that”
If she ride shotty and it come down to it she’ll blast at
And Lord knows that my niggas is hard but she past that
And forgive me yo ’cause I think that I’m having a flashback
Then in Miami I rented the mansion
She backed out the driveway and crashed that
But we living our life, no hashtag
Shopping sprees, 4 or 5 k, pull hard on your bag tags
I got good dick for your bad ass
Can’t slow down this fast cash so we take trips and don’t pack bags
[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m gon’ beat that pussy up just like a champion
I’m a beast inside these streets like a barbarian
Told my baby next February we’re married
We laughin’ at these pussy boys, they’re so hilarious
I might get him knocked off, pull some spaghetti strings
I might get him knocked off for a double sealed pint of lean
I might get him knocked off while I pull a bank scheme
I might get him knocked off for just tryna join the team

Migos – Savages Lyrics

I’ma shoot off your toe
I got a hoe
She set up your trap, she get pistol whipped like I don’t know
This is for the savages only
Walk in the club with the fire right on me
You get holes in your shirt like you homeless
God damn, what happened to homie? This ain’t no pretend-o, you see the extendo
Open the door chopper hang out the window
Bando, boards on the window
Blow in the trap like a Nintendo 64
Bitch I’m a villain I used to be stealin’
This a hotbox told the bitch that I rented it
Look at my wrap sheet, crimes I committed
I was in love with the streets I admit it
I got a milli, I get you fitted
Migo the gang you can’t join the committee
He got knocked off God damn, who did it? Questions like that don’t get asked in my city
Jumped off the porch then jumped in the Bentley
Bitch this the reason I’m actin’ so ignorant
Don’t know how to act I’m a savage, a grimlin
You get caught at the red light while textin’ and chillin’
(slippin’)
[Hook]
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
On the block with the Glock out
Got the strap on me kids and the cops out
Wanna knuckle up get knocked out
Made my first dime when I dropped out
This for my niggas that’s in the trap house
Trap look like a show and it be packed out
If you talkin’ artillery then we cashed out
Life is a gamble but these niggas crap out (bitch)
Young niggas on the block asking for a dub
Kick a nigga off of there show a nigga love
Watchin’, and plottin’, and itchin’, and bitin’ up on a mission
Tryna catch a nigga slippin’ cause he’s on drugs
Them chickens take a bath I put em’ in a tub
Fuckin’ these bitches don’t want no scrub
She want that dough but that nigga showin’ no love
Keep that pocket rocket now pocket like Elmer Fudd
First door I kicked in, the gat from the nigga then the 10 then the 15 turned into a dub
First time I poured up nigga it was a zip now it’s fours and fifths, nigga I’m talkin’ real mud
Can’t tell my brothers nothin when they see niggas mean muggin don’t ask questions just pull out the slugs
Say the right thing at the wrong time or the wrong place, broad day we gon’ wet your ass up
[Hook]
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages [Intro]
This goes out to all my cops killing innocent victims
Fuck around, get gunned down
Go get em, go get em, go get em
I’m turnin’ myself to a villain
I’m turnin’ myself to a villain
[Hook]
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Droptop
It’s a hot box
Yeah the block hot
Bank, bankroll knots
Yeah your bitch bad (yeah)
Yeah your bitch bad (bad)
You bought her a bag
But she fuckin’ me you goin’ out sad
(damn)
Hop out the, hop out the hemi it’s him
I’m in the, I’m in the, I’m in the snow with the Timbs
I put your, I put your put her on snow she needs Timbs
Yeaaaaah I’m addicted to M&Ms
I bet you an M&M
I’ma get it
Hop out with choppers, I’m move to your city
Take off the plug, he went up on the ticket
Yes I’m the man, I’m Chapo in your city
Yes I’m the man, I’m Huncho in my city
50 plus 50, I beat up the pot like Frank Nitti
On snitches I’m havin’ no pity
[Hook]
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
Savages only, savages only
Savages only, savages only
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
This right here for all my savage homies
I put on for all my savages
[Verse 2: Offset]
Kick in the door for the blow
Oh you don’t know?

Lana Del Rey – How Do You Know Me So Well? Lyrics

I’m indebted to you
I’m indebted to you, my love What an unusual name, you said
What a spectacular redhead
You really seem like a prize to me
And you are so mysterious
When you are not delirious
Oh what you mean to me
And she said, how do you know me so well
After only one night? How do I love you, tell me
With all of my might
I’m indebted to you
I’m indebted to you
Always
There’s something she doesn’t know about
A secret he doesn’t show about
A sensitive side all his own, oh my
She got her skeletons as well
Some secrets he know she’d never tell
People who keep her alone
And she said
“How did I know you so well, why am I not surprised?”
He said, “Baby, go to hell.”
And that was the demise of their love
Don’t ever pick up a man if you don’t think he’ll understand
Don’t ever trust yourself if you have a history of being a loving fool
So that’s what she got when she married him
A lifetime promise to carry him
Him and his every second of need
I do not know you so well
Not more than that one night
Do you still love me, oh tell me
With all of your might?

Lana Del Rey – Wait Lyrics

And it’s fine to waste time
But you got a beautiful mind
And you’re always close to me
You’re a different kid
But it’s the same damn thing
And it’s a long way, you better rest your feet
I know that you want everything
That’s what you told me
I still believe you
I still see it’s true
I need you and I know you, dear
But if you’ve gotta make it then
I can take it from here
Wait a little longer kid
Didn’t I never say I would miss you? Don’t go until I come home
Please don’t go until I kiss you
And it’s hard to grow up
But we all know it’s tough
Yeah, you’re always close to me
You have a different story
It’s the same damn thing
You got a long way, c’mon and rest your feet
I know you can do anything Why you doing like I did? Wait a little longer kid
What you want to grow up so fast for? Didn’t you say I got what I asked for? But you’re afraid to find out
Like me and climb out
But you’re always close to me
You got a different story
It’s the same damn thing
Got a long way, rest your feet
I know you can do anything
You were such a handsome boy
Don’t you give up your glory
Why you want to hit them streets? Didn’t you never hear my story?

Lana Del Rey – Bad Disease Lyrics

Not even you? Well, there is something about watching a crime
It makes me want to go out and make it all mine
It’s something about seeing you fight
It makes me want to go out tonight
I got a bad disease
I got a bad disease
To fall into
Yeah, it’s true
There’s something about seeing him die
That puts it all into perspective and I
Want to stay home, be left alone
Someone make my mind up so I don’t have to decide
I got a bad disease
I got a bad disease
To fall into
Yeah, I do
There’s some reason why I can’t sit still
Every waking moment I feel so unfulfilled
I try to lie down, but I don’t know how
Baby, when I’m sleeping, if it’s less like I am dreaming
Oh, my god
I got a bad disease
I got a bad disease
It’s got me down
On my knees
There’s a fear I have of feeling real bad
I’m fine now, if I find out that I’m not I’ll be sad
I try to quiet the thoughts in the night
Oh, they got me thinking, I’d be happier just drinking
It’s not true
And I got a bad disease
I got a bad disease
It’s got me down
On my knees
Oh, no
I got a bad disease
Will no one help me please?

Lana Del Rey – Out With a Bang Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Little bits and pieces fall into the corners
Box of broken laces, lined up in an order
I’ll do what you tell me, we can have it your way
I’ll tell you the future, you tell me your story
[Chorus]
I’m going out with a bang
I’m going out with a bang
I’m going out with a bang
[Verse 2]
Smiles from a stranger, seem to change your day when
You were just about to go and throw your towel in
Lately I’ve been thinking about making changes
It’s been on my mind for some time and I’m anxious
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Scowling like the sunshine, set on Sarasota
Happy like a twister over Oklahoma
Clear as Penny Mason lying in a coma
This is how I feel when all my hurt is over
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
Meet me in the morning, wrap your arms around me
Tell me that it’s over, now that you have found me
Walk me to the river, see the willow bowing
Carry me into the water, now we’re drowning
[Chorus]
We’re going out with a bang
We’re going out with a bang
We’re going out with a bang
We’re going to go home again

Hip Hop Twitter Reacts To Kevin Gates Release From Prison

lol let that man be with his family
— Tentz (@Tentz__) January 10, 2018

Kevin Gates out I just hope yall dont stop supporting his music like yall did Boosie and Gucci when they got out ???????? The Baton Rouge rapper was released from prison on Wednesday morning in Illinois after serving 9 months in jail. “Kevin Gates got 180 days in jail for kicking a fan who kept grabbing him, he tried to use the Florida’s Stand Your Ground law, but was denied. George Zimmerman followed and murdered an innocent 17 year old Trayvon Martin and was allowed to use the law. (@SoCoolAl) January 10, 2018

Kevin Gates just got out of prison and I’m already waiting on his next song
— luisa (@itsluisagibson) January 10, 2018

Y'all really think Kevin Gates gon drop a track today huh? Kevin Gates is now a free man and the hip hop Twitter community is reacting. In that case, a warrant was out for his arrest, but this time there are no outstanding warrants, at least none that we are aware of. Not all fans were happy about his release from prison. — Dat Boi Jay (@cajunboijay) January 10, 2018

I knw Kevin Gates finn drop tht FIRE! — $ (@Jstlivinbbyy) January 10, 2018

Kevin Gates slander will get you unfollowed wit the quickness ??? omm
— kurve$tir (@Reneeebad) January 10, 2018

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Kevin Gates Sentenced To 2.5 Years For Gun Charge He was originally sentenced to 30-months for a gun charge, so he was released on parole which carries some conditions like mandatory supervision and cannot be in possession of any firearm, at least until his probation ends. There were some trolls who were just hell-bent on making their voices heard. Trust me I understand… pic.twitter.com/ztTA51hoCi
— Heel Turn Haden (@_TheSonOfMars_) January 10, 2018

That Boi Kevin Gates Free #BWA pic.twitter.com/2CYuYd20CQ
— COOL AL ?? Trust me I understand,” one fan wrote on Twitter. Hip hop Twitter has been celebrating his release from prison all day. Kevin Gates has already made his first post on Instagram which has already racked up close to half a million likes within a few hours. “I’m Him,” he wrote in front a blacked out background. “Please keep Kevin Gates and that trash music locked up in prison where it belong,” one fan tweeted. George Zimmerman followed and murdered an innocent 17 year old Trayvon Martin and was allowed to use the law. Last year he served six months in jail in Florida for an assault charge but upon his release, he was extradited to Illinois for the pending weapons charge. More details about his parole will be coming so check back with Dancehallhiphop.com regularly. Kevin Gates got 180 days in jail for kicking a fan who kept grabbing him, he tried to use the Florida's Stand Your Ground law, but was denied.