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Keep Calm Lyrics I still remember where we were Slow it down First time we had the nerve First time was not rehearsed First time was almost perfect, still Theres no such thing as too far No, no such thing as too far Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Too far gone Still know that we can work Slow it down Still know what you deserve Still mad bout who we are But no different than we were But still Theres no such thing as too far No, no such thing as too far Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Too far gone Should be here, but you aint right now Slow it down Could be there, but I aint right now Both those things could be changed right now, and I shouldnt be thinkin about Ive been watchin you all night long, babe What I would do if I was beside you Slow it down In a king-sized suite, layin in those sheets Ive been watchin you all night long, babe You know we work it out and I keep my eyes on you Slow it down You know I figured out the secrets to your body, baby Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Keep calm, keep calm Slow it down Cause its now or never I want this forever No one does it better, babe Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Keep calm, keep calm Slow it down Lets get it together I want this forever No one does it better, baby Ive been watchin you all night long, babe I know you got your ways Slow it down I hope some change I love the way you are Ill take you either way And if you dont come Are you gon stay? And I dont wanna let you be the one that got away Lets do anything but that Slow it down Oh no, oh no Im willing to do anything but that Ive been watchin you all night long, babe And you know I should be there, but I cant right now Slow it down Could be here, but you aint right now Both those things could be changed right now, and I shouldnt be thinkin about Ive been watchin you all night long, babe What I would do if I was beside you Slow it down In a king-sized suite, layin in those sheets Ive been watchin you all night long, babe You know we work it out and I keep my eyes on you Slow it down You know I figured out the secrets to your body, baby Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Keep calm, keep calm Slow it down Cause its now or never I want this forever No one does it better, babe Ive been watchin you all night long, babe And all I can say is Keep calm Slow it down And all I can say is Keep calm Together Lets get it together I want this forever No one does it better, baby Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Slow it down Yeah, yeah Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Take time, take time Takin our time, and I get in and slide Slow it down Ooh, baby And Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Slow it down Ive been watchin you all night long, babe Slow it down2Embed

I Could Never Lyrics Yeah Oh Yeah Everybody said that you let me down Hesitation bring the you around Makes no difference what you used to do I could never be ashamed of you I could never I could never Maybe you were reckless yesterday Im convinced you know a better way, I know it Some would judge based on what youve been through but I could never be ashamed of you I could never I, I could never Youve told me things Harsh truth to my face Ive been told to walk away I could never Things that I would choose to do with you if I had time though Thousand times I fucked you in my mind, trust me I know Everybody said that I let you down And let the truth but I can still be found, yeah Lost my way and only you were there Could you ever be ashamed of me? Could you ever, yeah Could you ever Could you ever be ashamed of me? Sometimes I ask how you could ever want me How could you choose that you would ever love me Yours were the truest eyes Id ever seen To be in a stare right back at me Could you ever be ashamed of me, yeah Could you ever Could you ever Could you ever be ashamed of me, yeah Could you ever Why cant you ever8Embed

Do It Now Lyrics Uh, yeah, alright Uh, well alright Yeah, well alright Uh huh, yeah Feel good Its a celebration, clap-clap, bravo Lobster and shrimp and a glass of moscato For the girl whos a student and her friend whos a model Finished the whole bottle and we gonna do it big like this Yeah, and he was just practice He aint in your world, you can take him off your atlas Girl ya on fire can I be the one you match with I give you the credit card and baby you can max this out Show me where ya tats is Show me where ya hands at, maybe I can grasp it They say if ya get her you can understand her better And she known to be a cheater but thats only if you let her Yeah, and I got it together So when they talk they try deter me its like whatever Tell em I appreciate the help but I just gotta know for myself This lifestyle is foul this shitll damage ya Especially when you think noone is understanding ya These girl groups with they overprotective managers Got paparazzi over my shoulders clickin they cam-er-a Snap snap snap until they runnin outta card space You remind me of Tonys sister in scarface Just take it easy on love and slow ya heart rate Goodness gracious on top is such a hard place Yea... but if you never even been there You kinda make sense why you dying of pretendin Spillin all ya drinks takin pictures in ya swimwear Head up in the clouds you survivin on the thin air I know that shit is exhausting girl And your mistakes are costing girl And maybe you dont need the help but I just wanna see for myself3Embed

Fall For Your Type Lyrics Can I, can I save you from you Cause you know theres something missing And that champagne you been sipping Not suppose to make you different all the time Its starting to feel like the wrong thing to do Cause with all that recognition it gets hard for you to listen To the things Imma say to make you mine But live girl, have some fun girl, well be fine Trying to convince myself I found one Making a mistake I never learned from I swear I always fall for your type For your type Tell me why I always fall for your type For your type I just cant explain this shit at all I believe in people like you Cause who am I to judge you on the past girl I bet theres a reason for it all You say that youre nothing like the last girl I just pray that you dont let me down right now But its too late, cause Im already yours You just gotta promise me, hearts wont break And end up like before Uh look, dress hanging off your shoulder barely sober Telling me how you moving away and startin over Girl quit playing you just drunk you just sayin shit And you dance, dance all high, like ballet and shit Oh, wait, no I get it Girl I’m wit it I’ve been down this road before and yeah I skidded but forget it Damn, damn I wonder why I never learn my lesson Its feeling like a second chance and it’s the first impression And I heard there’s nothing new except for someone new But how you supposed to find the one when anyone will come with you Talking to myself but I never listen Cause man it’s been a while and I swear that this ones different That’s why Ima take you anywhere you wanna go Let you meet my friends so they can lecture me again About how reckless I have been And I’m slowly running out of all the time that I invested Making all the same mistakes And I’m just trying to correct it, and I fall 7Embed

Think Good Thoughts Lyrics Yeah 9th Wonder Dont judge me, man They tend to say that us rappers are materialistic They say we lack substance Me, Te and El bout to prove em wrong, though Ugh, we know what youre thinking, love You think we out smoking and drinking, love Pushing big whips, chains clinking, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me We know how you speculate Thinking we gon hit your friend if you object to date Claim we early and be showing up extra late, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me They dont be saying how Im humble, Im hella nice Or that Ive been approached to sign to Roc-A-Fella twice They just tell you all the rumors they heard And we laugh soon as you come and tell me like Amel and Bryce My groove theory is that when you too cheery They try to bring you down to the level they at Well when they are all unhappy, then it gets a little sticky Thats why I am Little Nicky to these devils in rap But, uh, they aint thinking Drake get smart, girl Nah, they probably think Ill break your heart, girl Haha, I cant lie, you probably right about it And if you give me the ass quick, Ill probably write about it But I hate it when they judge me on how I sound I mean I spit that influential shit from my town I dont know why you sitting on the couch When you see I got a bed, bring your ass here and lie down You think taking your purse off Will lead to me, you taking shirts off and then your skirt off At least I got status because I couldve been a local emcee And you probably wouldve been worse off So Ima take this hat off, and Ima hit it till Im back soft And then I backs off Cause you thinking you can predict what happen You the reason Im thinking Im getting sick of rapping Ugh, we know what youre thinking, love You think we out smoking and drinking, love Pushing big whips, chains clinking, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me We know how you speculate Thinking we gon hit your friend if you object to date Claim we early and be showing up extra late, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me You probably think I walk around with my gun tucked and Swang dick to these hoes like nunchucks Well, you can think what you want but I think youve been watching too much BET: Uncut You need to get real and check out my real life I aint a tip-drill, dont care what it smell like But if you feel like putting all your notions aside And talking to a real nigga, Id gladly oblige First name Phonte, Id be pleased to date ya College educated, got degrees in papers But Im from the South where if you aint snapping Or rapping bout trapping yous a freak of nature Such an anomaly, speak so well And talk so collegy, such an astonishing Contrast to all the bullshit youve been following On behalf of them, I offer my apologies Maybe with me youll unlearn Putting all niggas in a box of concerns Me, cause I aint dumb, shit, Im well-read like sunburn And after me, youll never leave no stone unturned Ugh, we know what youre thinking, love You think we out smoking and drinking, love Pushing big whips, chains clinking, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me We know how you speculate Thinking we gon hit your friend if you object to date Claim we early and be showing up extra late, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me Yeah, they say you never judge a book by its cover Though you appear as materialistic, just like the others So I followed your words to take em in And I dont see what you saying, so they coming off paper-thin Thats when I felt that I would need to Do more than just look you up and down To see if I could read you And try to get inside your head only Not just stick my fingers in your middle To get you to spread for me So what I learned on my path to discover? Your story took one ugly turn after another I saw we wasnt on the same page I wouldve gave you strong play But your words rubbed me the wrong way So now, Im closing the case You only out for the paperback, thats written all over your face No, El will never judge a book by its cover Until he seen what was in between and looked at what lies are under Ugh, we know what youre thinking, love You think we out smoking and drinking, love Pushing big whips, chains clinking, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me We know how you speculate Thinking we gon hit your friend if you object to date Claim we early and be showing up extra late, love But you dont really know me like you think you know me6Embed

Man of the Year Lyrics Damn, I done walked in here Looking like the motherfucking man of the year Think I had the motherfucking plan of the year Which was simply to make groupie fans of my peers And I get my girl whatever she desire And my niggas get whatever they require These rappers old, I’m the reason they expire Plus I got a city that I Carey like Mariah Damn, that punch line was predictable I still got you shitting bricks, homie quit the bull And we don’t need new members, to me the clique is full And I be getting the same women that Tip can pull Believe or not, I receive a lot So I be wearing the same Gucci that Jeezy got And I be buying the Louis that Kanyeezy cop And I be ripping the same records that Weezy rock This shit is easy pop That’s why I’m ready man I’d never copy Nor-bit like Eddie man Did you get it? Eddie Murphy was in Norbit Or was it way over your head, did you forfeit? Yeah, I take a woman shopping in a store quick Her ass big, she just trying to make a four fit Yeah, they need to issue out a recall I’m going up and they heading into a freefall The fundamentals are needed, you playing streetball And I was out at BET, but I didn’t see ya’ll These Skee-Lo rappers wishing they could be tall Letting all their fake friends use them like a free stall Damn, I done walked in here Looking like the motherfucking man of the year My shades so dark and my ice so bright My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife Like, round one, round two, round three I told you not to ever bring a bitch ’round me Cause, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga No, ain’t no nigga like me Ya dig I said I know you see me chilling super low key If I’m with the right niggas, you can scoop an O.Z All the hustlers and the bouncers and the groupies know me Fresh denim, fresh shades in a coupe with no keys It start up when I touch the door And I encourage ladies to touch the floor As soon as we finish cutting, we can cut some more Then after you get high Make em, get em, girl you finna get low Lights dimmed down Got a lota dough plus a hit sound What you mean you ain’t heard? I come highly recommended Everybody my friend even if they been offended They ain’t really got a choice, it’s an obvious decision You tryna make a come up in my city, it’s a given Plus a nigga famous, plus I got a vision Not to mention having bars like a motherfucking prison They taking too long, their records on hold They threatened by my presence cause I make them feel old Guaranteed if they drop, they bragging bout what they sold Just remember where I live at, fifty thousands going gold Holla at me when you see me, make yourself known Instead of hatin’ on my music in the comfort of your home Nigga, be a man, you acting like a bitch I ain’t acting like I’m rude I’m just acting like I’m rich, rich Riding with Weezy fucking Baby Are you the type of girl that me and Weezy fucking, baby? Cause I don’t waste time, can’t you see a nigga lazy And I might need some help But, you know, Weezy’s fucking crazy Damn, I done walked in here Looking like the motherfucking man of the year My shades so dark and my ice so bright My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife Like, round one, round two, round three I told you not to ever bring a bitch ’round me Cause, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga No, ain’t no nigga like me Ya dig Y-M, bitch, everyday Two times on Sunday Spitta! Check your blinkers, baby Check your blinkers, baby Cause, to me, look like you’ve been turning right all day, yeah Right my way, I got a boulevard, baby That’s right, Cash Avenue Wall Street gangsta Carter, yall Why would I lie, yeah I ain’t rich, bitch, I’m wealthy Young, I talk shit til I die Come kill me, nigga Fuck you, no homo She like it, yeah Boy, these motherfucking glasses I got on right now Are so motherfucking cold Damn, I done walked in here Looking like the motherfucking man of the year My shades so dark and my ice so bright My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife Like, round one, round two, round three I told you not to ever bring a bitch ’round me Cause, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga No, ain’t no nigga like me Ya dig2Embed

More Life LyricsMore Life.   More time with family and friends. More Life.   Ive still got vibrations to send. More Life.   They say that we could live forever   At night I pray its true   Ive done so much in my short time and still theres more to do   But if someone should come collecting Sooner than were all expecting   At least the life you lived was one for you — Drake5Embed

Digital Girl Lyrics I wanna see whats under therrrrrrrre...baby Whos that peekin in my window? Uh, you should let some more skin show And if one of these websites get the info Wii can work it out, no Nintendo I just hit Alt + Tab Switchin in between two convos I should just call cabs And bring em both here to the condo Yeah, normally it aint a question We would cross paths like an intersection But she just too far away for affection So I pray that we never lose a connection Cause I remember Stacy, she prolly hate me She used to threaten she had a man to replace me She talk that shit, I just hit the escape key And then she get mad and wanna go and erase me And I remember Amy, she used to AIM me She stayed up late, and used to blame me She said Im too wild, she wanna tame me I told her even Photoshop couldnt change me But you-you-you, you got me open girl, why lie? We aint even tryna settle, so why try? End the night with a kiss and a bye bye No strings attatched, your love is so Wi-Fi I love it, girl The way you bring your light into this room Uh, I love it, girl The way your legs ?light up? when theyre in them shoes, ohhh I love it, girl The way your lips looks after you apply the gloss Ah, I love it, girl, girl You look right in the screen then take it o-off, off My digital girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, GIRL, girl My homies never see you But I always got you right here for me Tucked, in my Louis computer bag Wherever you are, I could be I type you a message full of Xs and Os You shoot me a video and then upload Even though I hate this distance, it keeps me persistent One day Ill have your ass up in this kitchen My digital girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, GIRL, girl {Kanye West} Baby, not a day goes byyyy... Without you on my miiiind... Donna Karan underweaaaaar... Baby, I wanna see whats under therrrre... {Its easy, look lemme explain..} When you take the picture, cut off your face And cover up the tattoo by the waist Let the MC Serch til I reach 3rd base And when I get home Ima hit home plate Wait, could this be considered our first date? Ye, the picture just looks so trash Your body make a baller spend cooked coke cash Plus every good girl wanna go bad In Playboy mags like Stacey Dash Or Kim Kardashian, be a lady aaaaat, it You know whats a crazy thing? Some girlsll make you wait longer than A.C. Green Passion of the Christ, 33-Year Old Virgin Thats disrespectful baby, dont encourage him I like em brown, yellow, Puerto Rican, or Persian Dashiki, kimono, or turban They say I dress white, but my swag so urban Tryin my luck, I hit her with the text say Baby you up, Question mark And she respond, YES-S-S-I-R My digital girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, GIRL, girl I aint lyin, no no I aint cheatin, no no I aint lyin, uh no I aint lyin, no no I aint lyin, no no I aint cheatin, no no I aint lyin, no no {fades}4Embed

I Did Lyrics Yeah Yeah, ayy It was meant to happen, the most trusted going triple platinum Link with Mac, link with Fee, if Im down in Baton Link with Tez, link with Zhii, when Im down in Jackson Just got back, overseas I was the main attraction This aint them, this is me, so you know whats crackin I mean theres not even a doubt, you know what Im about Before I made it out, I said, Ive got to make it out And I did, I did, I really did Switch up the sentiment, rappin on instrumentals Thats how I paid the rent LA, at a big event Been ten years, niggas hated him, now they cavin in Now, wait a minute I mean maybe Im confused, cause I thought that we was enemies, yeah The big you is like a mini me Like BIG U, man, Im a legend in my city streets, yeah Niggas peep, I wrote this shit while I was whippin streets Like fuck the law, I dropped Adonis off and pick a beat, yeah Ballin by the beach, like Miami Heat, yeah Presidential suites, we dont get impeached I talked to God standin up straight, I dont get on my knees That isnt me, thats not the person I was raised to be Just wait and see Shit is jumpin in my bank account You know what Im about Before I made it out, I said, Ive got to make it out And I did, I did, I really did Switch up the sentiment, rappin on instrumentals Thats how I paid the rent LA, at a big event Been ten years, niggas hated him, now they cavin in Now, wait a minute2Embed

Tuesday Lyrics Got the club going up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up Got the club going up Got the club going up Got the club going up Got the club going up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up Got the club going up Got the club going up Got the club going up Always workin OT, overtime and outta town Things is crazy back home, it kills me that Im not around I think we gettin too deep, aint no party on the weekend Upstairs I got Xans in an Advil bottle, I dont take them shits But you do, so I got ‘em Got the club going up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club going up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up, on a Tuesday Got your girl in the cut, and she aint choosey Club goin up Got the club going up Got the club going up Got the club going up4Embed

Loving You No More Lyrics So hard to breathe this air that we call love Aint nothin worse than the hurt we receive from love When you get hurt by the one you livin for Pain can make you wanna love no more Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Hurt with the heart thats bleeding slowly So many lonely sleepless nights Im going through hell to convince she love me But never her approval no matter how I try The way you talk to me but still I say I love you I’m ashamed you can see it in my eyes Momma always told me to respect the woman But what am I about to do when her parents do not try So many tears I cried But all for nothin I’m afraid to say Oh Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be loving you no more I love you more than I love myself I’ve been so dependent on your love for so long Punishment for me is tryin to let go Give it from your heart is what you taught me Addiction to pain is what it got me My life, now its changed My life, aint the same as you are Heartbroke to the point sometimes wanna end it If I can’t have what mean most to me So many tears I cried But all for nothing I’m afraid to say Oh, oh, oh Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Uh, tryin not to over think Only cause I drove and Ive done had a lot to drink When I wanted it blue you said we got to paint it pink And there’s pieces of ya hair still sittin in my sink And you still got underwear that’s sittin in the dryer How come every time that you’re suspicious I’m a liar? You stand out, I can hear you whistle in a choir And that’s the only reason you the Mrs. I admire Damn. Tell me what I’m gon do? Since everything that I’m trying to forget is all true Me and all your main girls get along too I would take my last dollar out and bet it on you But uh, you see the same one I’m missing Is basically the reason I became something different And just that I remember me before And if you could do the same, baby, then we’d be for sure So selfishly, you can only show feelings When you feel yours in jeopardy Oh, time, oh, time has changed and I’m no longer willing Cant you see how my heart is bleeding? I guess I… Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself Lovin you no more I just, I cant, I just can’t be lovin you no more I love you more than I love myself 3Embed

Finale Lyrics What it do, nigga This your nigga T-Streets Bang-bang in the building This Young Money First up, my nigga Gudda Gudda Double G, blap, blap They call me Young Gudda, Im all about the dough still And anybody in my way: roadkill Everything my hands touch turn to gold Money, knots, and jewels with no records sold, yeah Im manhandlin rappers with no effort So imagine whatll happen when I start applyin pressure Guillotine flow, who ready to get severed, nigga? In or out the booth, you could get leveled, nigga Now we gonna take it to Harlem, Millzy L’eggo! Yo, we are Young Money Nigga, your camp chocha Its ‘bout to get real ugly—Omarosa YM vultures, it aint a family doper We done changed the way the game look—Sammy Sosa This is life, this aint a job The Audemars and Chapard just symbolize I go hard Navy on Navy Camaro, I did it all for the Yankees Did it all for New York and this love, no need to thank me Millz! Now we gonna take to the West Coast Tyga-Tyga Ugh, fast money, I dont slow dance Young Money, motherfucker, til the world end Money overweight, bitch—Roseanne I dont listen to these kids—grown man Skinny nigga, dope though, ugh, Lohan Lindsey, the white Benz, same color Mike skin Make your soul spin when the ping loading Au revoir, goodbye, now applaud Yeah, now it’s child’s play, nigga My lil G, Lil Chuckee Young Money lil G, battle juice in my blood Jumpin at the boy, man, you better have your bungee cord Since Wayne took me off the leash, I aint lose a fight yet Now, come drag your dog out the ring, how you love that? Young with an attitude, watch how you talk to me Keep playin Freddy, boy, Ill leak on your Elm Street Trouble is what you want, dog, pain is what you dont get Its Young Money to the bone gristle, you dig? Now we got the hottest nigga on the internet Lil Twist Hefner, what it do? Ugh! Young Money, good night And yeah, Im gon shine like a ultraviolet light Lil Twist gonna sell out like its opening tonight Going for the fist nigga to write You need a telescope sight to try to see me, Im so far gone Even though Im going off, kids, Im so far on I got a house full of chicks like the Playboy home Wrappin up my lifestyle and I smashed this song, Twizzy Yeah, next up, we got the best rapstress alive, Nicki Minaj Im in that cotton-pickin Bent, put massa on the guts White on white whips, Kunta Kinte on the clutch You at the bottom of the pole—totem Like Lamar Odom, I ball—scrotum Flyer than a cricket so they call me Nicki Jiminy And its going down like Santa in the chim-i-ney You dont ball, break your baby-back ribs You need more assist than the handicapped kids Oh, shit And now, the beautiful Miss Shanell Young Money, we’re rockstars So fuck with your Magnum on And hold on, we go long You feel that, we get that We in that, we run that We bust back We hit them and we see them comin back for more Back for more Next up, my nigga Mack Maine Stupid Mack-nupid, one hundred Microwave family in the building, you cant hold us Me, Tez, and Wayne, we the three new moguls Buffet around here, yall boys scrape the plates And we dont eat up in our whips, but they got paper plates Soon as we leave the club, damn, where the models go One word I forgot to say on his album: Hollygrove! This track is the finale, nah, this the genesis Young Money murderers, we killin shit, forever Toronto Drizzy Get ‘em Alright, I got this, you can never get this I built it up from nothing, you would think Im playin Tetris Thousand-dollar sweater on, but I don’t never sweat shit Swear the beats they give me got a motherfuckin’ death wish Yeah, tell me, who controls kings? I dont follow rules, stupid old things Im flyin through the city in a coupe with those wings And my team deserves some motherfuckin Super Bowl rings Young Money Wee-zy! Wee-zy! Wee-zy! Wee-zy! Im so in this bitch, CEO in this bitch Lil Weezy stand tall, tippy-toe in this bitch Blood Gang, motherfucker, da-da-doe in this bitch Make your girl get Barry Mani-low in this bitch In the body of the world, money is the blood And every day, I be back and forward to the blood bank Ugh, makin deposits til I fucking faint New Orleans, nigga: How bout them fucking Saints? Its tight on our end, call that Bubba Franks Matter-fact, its too tight—add a couple links Im the bar’s tender, you a woman drink Yeah, its Young Money, but the money aint Gudda tough, Nelly nice, Nick nasty Streets bad, Tyga ill, Drake magic Millz Harlem, Chuck wild, Twist Dallas And Mack Maine rap, sing and manage, ugh! Its Young Mula, baby!6Embed

Fed Up Lyrics DJ Khaled Oh oh Ohh Yeah man The Runners, Usher, talk to em Yeah, yeah It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job And you cant take that away from me Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more Check in the game now Im back in the light, yeah Im fed up Im fed up Im fed up Im so sick and tired of being sick and tired I am absolutely, positively on my grizzy Even though Im sick and Im tired, I gets busy Started a 62, but it ended up a frisbee And me, I like to stand at the stove until Im dizzy Ball so hard its like I brought the game with me Left my glove so white you thought I brought Jermaine with me Bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me I give it all up before I let the fame get me I got niggas tryin to sue me, bitches tryin to do me Way these niggas actin, youda thought they never knew me But these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me Im fed up, its why Im actin like the old me Yeah, yeah It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job And you cant take that away from me Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more Check in the game now Im back in the light, yeah Im fed up Im fed up Im fed up Im so sick and tired of being sick and tired Im sick and tired of you suckers so now Im fed up Somebody catch the chain, Im bout to tear his head off Shawty bendin over knowin Im bout to tear it up Before you let your top back, get your bread up Made history, but now we claimin victory Get ya out the White House, go back to your efficiencies Suckers feel me and I know you haters hear me Like the IRS, you wonder what Im makin, yearly! With them brown bags circulate, so I perpetrate We shinin than the bottom cause were down to twerkulate Lookin at the parking lot; better get your mind right I hope you fed up being broke because the times right Ross! Yeah, yeah It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job And you cant take that away from me Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more Check in the game now Im back in the light, yeah Im fed up Im fed up Im fed up Im so sick and tired of being sick and tired Uhh, me and Wayne was gettin high on em He leaned over and told me, Just dont retire on em And when they give ya they shoulders, never cry on em And when they love you to death, just never die on em And the question still remains Have I counted all the money that Ive managed to obtain? Niggas dedicatin overtime to damagin my name And somehow Im still the hottest motherfucker in the game I’m tired of these haters That’s why I go hard like A.C. Slater Weezy Baby here, y’all pre-natal I just get the beat and murk it out like Fredo Uhh, I’m sick of bein criticized That’s why I’m higher than the Star Trek Enterprise I do it big, don’t get mad cause you minimized I keep a red flag in case I get penalized Uhh, its Young Money like you didn’t know Stop playin, I hit Drizzy with the give-and-go It was all a dream, now we the dream team Who trying to see us? You seein things Hustle like I still pay rent man Got a chest full of heart, no Tin Man Uhh, Kha-Kha-Khaled I’m fed up Flow wake the dead up, Weezy Yeah, hop out, I been in this, been breakin records since 94 So I aint gotta brag about records that I’ve broke Records that I hold and records that I’ve sold And I’m fed up with these niggas relieving my lingo Don’t bite the hand of your provider You sayin I ain’t influenced you, you a liar I’m on fire, you just a biter You need to wake up and realize Yeah, yeah It was all a dream, yeah homie I am on my job And you cant take that away from me Yeah I got my team, and I got all of my niggas behind me And they give me the love I need I got my foot in the door, still hustling for more Check in the game now Im back in the light, yeah Im fed up Im fed up Im fed up Im so sick and tired of being sick and tired1Embed

Good Night and Good Luck LyricsI guess this is goodbye, Goodnight and Goodluck Im sitting outside man Im right in the truck Bags packed, pack of black and milds lighting them up Im looking down on these niggas while inviting them up Id like to know the reasoning behind subliminals Like who told them to mention me? I am elevated homie, you are elementary Telling them you selling dope and never sold a Century Sam Saying you get denied off your entry exam You get flow and you done fo, converse in one verse About you fraud niggas that shoot never and run first And ask Juicy if I Stay Fly On the cellphone, and got a ten on the other end like an eight bi Six two and they tell me you ye high They cant but they try, still get offended if I dont say hi To me its kinda gay if Im saying hi to like eight guys So I just walk past and keep it cool till the hate dies I do nothing that would offend these cats But I wish I had a spot where I could send these cats Like here, sit on this island man and pen these raps Bust them shots, pretend you trap, do whatever man Long as you never find your way home Im cool with it I left you a shovel there, you know what to do with it I never bust a gun, Im Mister C-T-V At least, Im not Mister Dick Riding C-T-E Rappers believe me, Im cuttin records with Jody Breezy And that nigga would even admit that you flowin Jeezy Slow your roll this aint a diss song This song, will let you know Im not the one to pick on White with the yellow, the over easy Im a swiss on Only got a couple girls that Im willing to kiss on With the rest I turn the charm that they cannot resist on If they wanna smoke they get they purple goodie twist on But I cant call it, maybe you mad cause you fellas looking celibate Two things that you are though is jealous and irrelevant uh And Im official, whats officially true Is callin names would only be beneficial to you I just tiring you niggas, yall the michelin crew I know a response is something that you itching to do And YOU? youre smaller to me then a thumb tack Music enjoy it, well Im just tryna bring the fun back But you making out all these dumb tracks, ya LL sixteens Cause I listen to them and I dont call it come BACK Its more like a shame or disgrace Considering Im the one that you aim to displace But you the one I blame in this case Without you to experience much of that desired fame at this rate Your awkward ass singles, the lamest mixtapes And this is whats making you say you came to get Drake And Im thinking the hoods right for you The sun shines on my career its goodnight for you, uh Im thinking the hoods right for you The sun shines on my career its goodnight for you, nigga2Embed

Barry Bonds Lyrics Its what you all been waiting for, aint it? Your weekly entertainment For me to get a hold of this beat and go head, claim it Im about to paint a picture, you niggas go head, frame it Since we getting Seinfeld on some Jerry and Elaine shit I flow far from mediocre And if we talking cards, I will fold him with the poker You and your whole crew are like a deck of 54 So its obvious yall gon steady be rolling with some jokers And me, Im rolling with some brokers Like, damn, could you niggas get any broker? I got my new girl so content Just save yourself the embarrassment, dont even approach her Disguise yourself, go buy a costume I am making stocks work while you working stock rooms Ugh, and I was praying I would drop June But label reps applying pressure to make them pop tunes So I keep it rocking for Petes sakes You fake gangsta rappers are cliché And if you aint talking dough when you meet Drake Ill be all in your face, like, No speak-a la ingles Soon as you hear it, you quote it They try to be the one that I done left out the show with But trust me, Im aware, and my cars right there Is this interior enough for yall ulterior motives? Cause if you like it, yall should stick with me My money good, I aint never had to flip a ki A lot of ice, a lot of cream like Dickie Dee Might cut the phone and disapear like Michie Mee But Ima try and have you on the trip with me Sliding through Henri Bendel like its slippery And your ex-man is a hater, officially Probably cause he know Im exactly what you wish he be Yeah, thats the reason why he looking hard Cause I done snatched the Chips Ahoy out the cookie jar He just mad cause his girls at the house With her tongue sticking out like a Michael Jordan rookie card Let me address this, pardon me while I fix A couple subliminal lines caught me in the mix I guess he thought he couldve been Gotti in the flicks But at this point, Im just poking a body with a stick Nowadays, rapping is a childrens hobby And girls keep telling me Im still this snobby I tell them myself is who I am feeling, probably Just because I got a buzz like a building lobby It aint a song that your ass finna skip I tried to sell weed, give me cash for the zip The way your girlfriend pumped me up in the car Seem like she dont really need no gas for the trip Millionaire shades, fade with the waves I smirk at a nigga if he still rocking braids That just lets me know that we aint on the same page And that goes out to every nigga except Trey Im outta here, baby They asked me about the past years and how does it phase me I wouldnt take it back, nah, not if they paid me Mr. Bet You Thats Expensive cause its not a fugazi Spitting a Crock Pot of bottomless gravy The shit is so nasty, how is it tasting? And you can probably find him walking out of a Macys Forget it, girl, they just thinking how to replace me Exit with a joke, leave these niggas some hope You took that Ye beat and put that shit in a choke Well, Im thinking I should leave out on this note Nigga, keep your two cents, I aint tryna leave you broke Life of a don, lights keep glowing Come up in the club with that fresh shit on And something crazy on my arm, uh-ahem And heres another hit, Barry Bonds4Embed

Organization Lyrics Murda on the beat Yeah, huh Turned this to an organization I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin This car a demon, you know that Im Satan Ear cost a mill, me and Buck was at Nathan Its not the picture, invest in the paintin Just made a hundred, dont care what they makin He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin Pots on the stove, but I dont do bakin Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces He catchin bodies, he aint catchin cases Dont shoot the whole clip, my nigga, dont waste it Goods in the mansion, my nigga, dont take it I see the mills, man, I could taste it How you workin hard and its just a day shift? Im in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceship Uh I took your bitch on vacation But she wanna call it baecation I wanna know where the hate is I do not know who the fake is Niggas aint get you no statements I put my shooters on payments They pop a Perky, aint playin How you broke? I make money off Caitlyn I was broke, no one believed in me I became what she aint see in me Now you see how she treatin me Now she sees the G in me, she aint leavin me Now her and her friends, they believe in me Even the opps still believe me, whole gang, they believe me I dont know what to do with me Im bigger than what they see in me I aint checkin you niggas, you aint here with me Hmm-mm-mm-mm I aint checkin you niggas, you aint here with me Yeah, huh Turned this to an organization I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin This car a demon, you know that Im Satan Ear cost a mill, me and Buck was at Nathan Its not the picture, invest in the paintin Just made a hundred, dont care what they makin He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin Pots on the stove, but I dont do bakin Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces He catchin bodies, he aint catchin cases Dont shoot the whole clip, my nigga, dont waste it Goods in the mansion, my nigga, dont take it I see the mills, man, I could taste it How you workin hard and its just a day shift? Im in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceship Yeah, yeah, yeah Look Turned this to an organization Used to have bashments down in the basement Look in the ceiling, pink foam insulation Now we just link up for corporate occasions Say she been fuckin with me since the Hazelton If I dont like how hes movin, Im pagin him Hear that they dissin, back then, I was raisin em Niggas is in for the rudest awakenin Walls are so tall, I don’t know who my neighbor is Baka, my crodie, his songs are amazing But I knew that nigga when he wasnt makin em Yeah Turned this to a organization Rap-A-Lot Mob, we tied up like laces Bank in Bahamas, you know Im evasive I got my money in ten different places GME, B.O.B., joint operations If its a problem, Im droppin location Or I send Kayla, shes very persuasive Yeah, huh Turned this to an organization I fuck the bitch, I leave her waitin This car a demon, you know that Im Satan Ear cost a mill, me and Buck was at Nathan Its not the picture, invest in the paintin Just made a hundred, dont care what they makin He shoot the fifth, you see the fifth shakin Pots on the stove, but I dont do bakin Famous Crip, plus I got blue faces He catchin bodies, he aint catchin cases Dont shoot the whole clip, my nigga, dont waste it Goods in the mansion, my nigga, dont take it I see the mills, man, I could taste it How you workin hard and its just a day shift? Im in the Wraith, it feel like a spaceshipEmbed

I’m On My Way Lyrics The clock that youve been watching has been stoppin He makes you wait, what kind of man does that to a girl he wants If you just give tonight to me I promise my hands will say Theyll say Less than a minute, take your clothes off We about to start no false alarms Even though the traffic downtown dont show no mercy Think about the last time I came through I had something more than a gift for you And I dont only fuck you like that on your birthday Baby I just landed Bout to get my bags and all I needs an address And Im on my way Dont fall asleep Yes I see you calling me Promise its worth waiting for Cuz Im on my way 4Embed

Shot For Me Cover Lyrics I can see it in your eyes, youre angry Regret got shit on what youre feeling now Mad cause she aint like me Oh youre mad cause nobody ever did it like me All the care I would take All the love that we made Now youre tryna find somebody To replace what I gave to ya Its a shame you didnt keep it Dont need ya, could care less I know that you gon hear this Im the best, yeah I said Boy, Im the best, dont you forget it The way you walk, thats me The way you talk, thats me The way you got your hair cut Did you forget thats me? The voice in your speaker right now Thats me, thats me And that voice in your ear, thats me Cant you see, that I made it, yeah I made it First I made you who you are and then I made it And youre wasted with your ladies Yeah Im the reason why you always getting faded Take a shot for me, oh, oh, woah Take a shot for me, oh, oh, woah Take a shot for me A shot for me A shot for me Okay look, Im honest, boy I cant lie I miss you You and the music were the only things that I commit to I never cheated for the record back when I was with you But you believe in everything but me, boy I dont get you He says I know you changed, I never see you Cause youre always busy doing things I really wish he had a different way of viewing things I think the city that were from just kinda ruined things I can tell that youve been crying all night, drinking all summer Prayin for your happiness, hope that you recover Cause baby Im the best Im the, Im the best The best you ever had The best you ever had Take a shot for me, oh, oh, woah Take a shot for me, oh, oh, woah Take a shot for me Take a shot for me8Embed

An Evening I Will Not Forget / Furthest Thing LyricsAn Evening I Will Not Forget When love was found I kept my hope just like Id hoped to Then sang to the sea for feelings deep blue Comin down And weve had problems that weve grown through But I bet you dream of what you could do At seventeen I was alright Was like nothin I could feel inside And wishing you were here tonight is like holdin on But I still get to see your face, right? And thats like nothin they can take, right? So there wont be no feelin in the firelight Hopin this will be right Time to show your worth, child I remember when her heart broke over stubborn shit Thats no way to be livin, kid The angel of death is ruthless And Im always thinkin summertime with the bikes out Pushing our luck getting wiped out Days with nothin but laughin loud Underneath my coat, wont you tap my shoulder, hold my hand? Nights with nothin but dark in there You can be my armor then Island smiles and cardigans The nights that weve been drinkin And were here to help you kill all of this hurt that youve been harborin Confessions should be better planned Alone, that night, Im surely damned Run away and Ill understand it Whats important is this evenin I will not forget Purple, blue, orange, red These colors of feelin Give me love, Ill put my heart in it And I think about it all the time The lights went out, you were fine You kinda struggle not to shine I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when Im home, keep the evenings long Crack and break and part ways I still love you, though I still love you, though I still love you always So hold me when Im home, keep the evenings long Lets not crack and break and part ways And I wonder if I could let her down Furthest Thing Somewhere between psychotic and iconic Somewhere between I want it and I got it Somewhere between Im sober and Im lifted Somewhere between a mistress and commitment But I stay down, girl I always stay down, get down, never lay down Promise to break everybody off before I break down Everyone just wait now, so much on my plate now People I believed in, they dont even show they face now What they got to say now? Nothin they can say now Nothin really changed, but still they look at me a way now What more can I say now? What more can I say now? You might feel like nothin was the same And Ive still been drinkin on the low, mobbin on the low Fuckin on the low, smokin on the low Ive still been plottin on the low, schemin on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know, yeah And I hate that you dont think I belong to you Just too busy runnin this to run home to you You know that paper my passion Bittersweet celebrations, I know I cant change what happened I cant help it, I cant help it, I was young and I was selfish I made every woman feel like she were mine and no one elses Now you hate me, stop pretendin, stop frontin, I cant take it Girl, dont treat me like a stranger, girl, you know Ive seen you naked Girl, you know that I remember, dont be a pretender Gettin high at the condo, thats when it all comes together You know I stay reminiscin and make-up sex is tradition But youve been missin, girl And you might feel like nothin was the same And Ive still been drinkin on the low, mobbin on the low Fuckin on the low, smokin on the low Ive still been plottin on the low, schemin on the low The furthest thing from perfect And I wonder if I could let her down Its for real, its for real Its for real, its for realEmbed

Missin’ You Lyrics I cant stop missing you, wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you No, no, no, no I cant stop missing you, wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you No, no, no, no Nah I never needed advice about All the things you liked to do when it was lights out I drove nice cars, I got a nice house But now Im steady missing you like a strikeout I always wished I wouldve cared more Thats my only feeling inside whenever I get a song done Im scared that every girl I care for Will find a better man and end up happier in the long run Ya, and when she not by my side And I hear that she gone Now its like a shock to my pride I dont care if she know Cause thats basically just a male ego Speaking aloud to some real people But you can bounce back Go ladies More records, more sex, more babies Yeah, wanna grant one of my wishes Tired missing you, Im tryna make you a missus I miss the way you kiss I miss the way you wear them heels and make it switch Miss the way ya hair blows in the wind And I miss you staying here till the morning Miss the way you put on your makeup Miss the way you love me too much Its everything about you baby Wanna know where you been lately Do you go out? Do you still live at your old house? Do you got somebody new in your life? Cause I cant get you outta my mind And I wanna erase but I cant stop seeing your face And every girl I try to replace you with Why cant I get over it? Simply cause I cant I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop Missin everything you say Missin all the crazy love we made Whyd you throw it all away? I want you to know its been hell tryna do this without you here Baby 07 supposed to be our year You confront my worst fears And I had my doubts every time you was going out Cause I knew you were tellin me lies And I cant get that outta my mind And I wanna erase but I cant stop seeing your face And every girl I try to replace you with Why cant I get over it? Simply cause I cant I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop missing you Wish I was still with you I cant stop missing you, no, no, no, no I cant stop I cant stop, missing you I cant stop, missing you I cant stop missing you I cant stop missing you No, no, no, no I cant stop, missin you2Embed

Good Riddance Lyrics Its fuckin losers like you that make me do what I do Make me hate where Im from, you as fake as they come Everybody got guns, who the fuck gonna squeeze Everybody got songs, but you aint fucking with these Why you wish to be ghetto, tell me whats it about While youre tryna get in were all tryna get out Why dont you just be yourself, why dont you tell us the truth Like how you only load guns when you up in the booth You aint nothin to shoot, you dont even exist Youre just a fantasy family as weak as it gets And you aint speakin to Bish, cause I dont listen to chicks I dont argue with broads, cause Im really a pimp But I will tell you this, as far as yall are concerned Pull out my Santa Claus, and make the holidays burn You can call me the Grinch, cause yall are nothing but Whos Just another bunch of low lifes with nothing to do Now let the kids play like the riders ride We spendin all day, these niggas idolize They claim they want fame nigga so we decided That we gon make em some stars until the drama dies But they can go back to they holes where they mama lies Or write more lies about they drugs, guns or homicide Funny, claim the thug life that they abidin by But run up on em, then they turn into the silent type, they wanna compromise My niggas, we ride or die And roll with them bitches that got they body right These niggas aint built, aint got the body type Time to break a niggas spirit like the Amistad, tryna fool the audience Feel the ambience Stars in your presence, kings of the city are appalled by the peasants Aint gotta say names, we can all get a reference Brains and the info from your broads in the west end Masters, flowing staggers on bars Nigga stay mad cause his swaggers on Mars Yall niggas aint thinking we calling yall tards Claim you want war, okay, on guard Ayo, hey you Mr. Rapper Guy When you in the booth, tell me why you have to lie Come on, spit the truth, all I hear is bang bang, hustle this, hustle that But if you hustle crack, then where the money at? No proof, Dr. Seuss, story tellin when he rhyme, like Once upon a time I was really on the grind Theres another lie, couldnt out-hustle me Hatin when it come to D, I can take youre starting 5 Im only goin at generic rap niggas that Rap about kis but couldnt show me 10 Gs And these nigga dry snitching on they tees Standing out, like a sore thumb to the Ds My nigga please, if you really had work You would do what you do and wouldnt put it on your shirt It makes my heart hurt when dumb niggas act hood You aint no hustla, just a nigga that can rap good See theres a height requirement, nigga to mention my name How the fuck you little niggas didnt stay in your lane Man you offered me a truce and I took it Now I hear this bullshit so how the fuck am I to overlook it? If this little nigga survive then it gotta be God How the fuck are you a hustla with your factory job ? And I dont get it, nigga Im a fucking diabetic And I dont usually eat yall sweet niggas Every time I see yall retard niggas yall bitch out Waddup Roxx? now we cool? then you dip out Talkin all that bang bang shit, pull a clip out Sayin you a blood, next week you prolly crip out Im saying, we dont believe yall niggas G-35, x5 nah niggas This here is a public announcement for my niggas No more goodnight, good mornin, goodbye niggas I dont appreciate niggas sayin my name in they bullshit Its like putting a knife against the lyrical full-clip Do shit on my own, I never asked for help If I was rapping like yall I woulda killed myself And nah, this aint beef, its missing a few ingredients Dog you aint a general, stick to being obedient Piggy back, that aint something I had to do Laughing at Drake? you shoulda seen how I was laughing at you I dont beef over little shit, angry? A little bit Little niggas get little recognition you little bitch I dont do the little subliminals, Im addressin it And if Littles wanna get in the middle then Im suggesting it They called you a bitch, were tryna act out They challenge em to a fight and then they back out So tell me how the fuck I can respect you cats If you a gangsta, then what part of the game is that? Hey yo Aristo, Im lost, can you tell me whats goin on in the streets? How it feel to count dough while you palmin the heat? And yes I asked for a 16, you did your 16 I heard that weak shit and only wanted the beat But fuck the money and the cars that I drive to set And fuck the women thats lying to all the guys they met And fuck the features on my songs and the deals on the table Or basically its fuck everything that you strive to get And its the room of resolution, Im finishing it in here If I copy Buddens flow, you mimickin his career And the same money we hearin you giving to charity You need to be giving to Littles to give him some clarity Cause thats your homeboy I think hes owed that much Tell him pressing 25 dont mean you sold that much And Breana, I dont mean to alarm ya But you need to get outside the car to shoot this video in Parma You act like you hood and hood niggasll harm ya And this is not hatin my nigga we call it karma But yo Thug Life, show me where the hammer be Yes I took an L on my own and they didnt damage me You try to cover up your lies like a canopy And tryna pull 17 year olds down in Bramalea And we dont got it out for you We just saying that dont nobody vouch for you Nope, nobody thorough is willing to give a cosign And you dont even sell blow, you just blow time You cant even get a factor grant So stop rapping, go fix parts at a tractor plant And listen here, Tetley Tea You one of the seven dwarfs standing next to me You probably snitchin in court, then accept the plea And I hear you paying these women and I sex for free But dog, how did this start, how we get to this part? We all got niggas doing bids Mr. Wishheart Its not cool to use another niggas as a threat tho I said you a bitch, I heard a seven man echo You saying I hustle, my source for currency coke They saying you never moving it and currently broke And you risk doing crack time and hang around black crime Just so you can have something to say in you rap lines They say Drake killed it like young girls at a private school Dog if I were you, I tell you what I would do I would cut ties with the cops and just make them fire you Lose the body pack and the velcro you feed the wire through Tell them not to call and thats even if they require you Cause they the only people recording that wanna hire you With what I spend in a weekend I could acquire you Some of them believe you got money you little liar you But, I dont admire you, short niggas tell tall tales Good riddance Aristo I just retired you!3Embed

Special Lyrics Uh yeah man, VO Back again like we never left huh Im sending this out to any of my girls thats different man Anybody thats special You know I wanna be honest with you women so Imma start off like this Uh look, Im bold from the get go, go by the title of Drake And treating me like the rest is a vital mistake Im hopin that aint nobody else as special as you When I say Ive been disappointed Im addressing a few I finesse then I groove While most of the 8 to 9s in my past Now get a rating thats less than a 2 Its true, I been talking to Aleshia, Keisha and Nadia And Shadia, had to throw peace signs to a lot of yas Payback, to the same chicks from way back Never call, now they wanna be where I stays at Now they got the new boy, Im trying to move forward And pass me, classy, something like Drew Lord A new me, cool, see I never get around If I dont change now I dont think Ill ever settle down Even if I gotta travel a bit Ill go around the world and back Cause I know that once I have it thats it and uh You cant just love me like they do I need someone special in you I know that out there theres a few See Ive been searching I dont what to do Can you help me? She gotta be special By that I mean that you gon hold me down You gotta be special Cause you never know how people stick around Gotta be special A girl I can love that sees nothing wrong with getting used to me Yeah my name aint change but Im far from the man that I used to be Since a young dude the flow was nasty acidic Ever since the demo dog And groupies are gettin brave Now they ask me for Rappers, I write em a verse And ask me to spit it But I pay no mind though Cause they know I know Hard as these niggas working man They wont sign so Drake and VO back I take it you know that You take it sitting down Or you can take it to gold black And since Drake done took it from curls to waves Its been kind of like a whirlwind phase I mean I had my share of women Now a nigga gettin girls for days With most of em its seemin like they world is staged But from Georgia to BK and all around the world Get your hands in the air if your avoiding the cliche If youve been hurt and you alone be steady These the same dudes from rewind, grown and ready, and uh You can just love me like they do I need someone special in you I know that out there, theres a few See Ive been searching, I dont know what to do Can you help me? Special By that I mean that you gon hold me down Gotta be special Cause you never know how people stick around Special A girl I can love that sees nothing wrong with getting used to me Yeah my name aint change but Im far from the man that I used to be Look theres requirements to be an admirer Still the new version of fresh needa a Nia or Tyra So we can be Jenny and Swayze I told you Im careful with my heart girl, many have played me Or maybe its karma They say is a charmer Halfway to a knight so I stay in a armor Im fire on the move A tire looking smooth Im not perfect but I got a desire to improve Im special Like kids in a graduating class Having more trouble than others when adding basic math Need you to be special like areba to cootmore Double O, top secret agents with suits on Something so deep it da drown me Friends are some cool dudes I vouch for the people around me On your end its simple All you have to do Is give me no reason for other lovers after you and uh You cant just love me like they do I need someone special in you I know that out there theres a few See Ive been searching I dont what to do Can you help me? Special By that I mean that you gon hold me down Special Cause you never know how people stick around Gotta be special A girl I can love that sees nothing wrong with getting used to me Yea my name aint change but Im far from the man that I used to be Vo and D-R Vo and D-R-A-K-E We them boys that you came to see Yep we take it to the same degree So let loose since you came with me Vo, D-R-A-K-E We them boys came to see Yeah we take it to the same degree So let loose cause you came -A-K-E We them boys that you came to see Yep we take it to the same degree So let loose since you came with me Vo, D-R-A-K-E We them boys came to see Yeah we take it to the same degree So let loose cause you came Embed

Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics Who else really try to mess with Hollywood Cole Treating Birmingham like my Hollywood shows Im tryin to tell you something that you prolly should know This that slumdog millionaire Bollywood flow And ahh, my real friends never hearing from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me Thats why I pick and choose I dont get shit confused Im not with different crews We walk the same paths, but got on different shoes We live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to lose Dont like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls is down to roll We hit the strip club, and all them girls find a pole Tell your girl to tell her friend that its time to go Tell me todays weather I know they say they good but trust me Im better I sound like the coldest Miami night ever Im cold but still hot you cant decide on a sweater Really this whatever and I am murdering and this is so amusing If theres a sight to see I am an illusion I tell you Im the man baby, what is the confusion And if they still sleeping on me someone hit the snooze then Keep sleeping while I sell a couple million Im headed for the moon, I aint bout to hit the ceiling Im about to hit the club, women tell me Im appealing But fuck what they say, let me tell you how Im feeling Im drinking, these London street lamps got a real glow Drizzy playin driving fast but it feels slow And ask your man, hes a hater baby he dont know I could kick a punt and turn that shit into a field goal This here was meant to get buried I got a lot of things, I mention those barely I aint lyin to the kids, like the dentist aint scary Im what Lebron was to St. Vincent-St. Marys But I aint playin high school games Pulling McClarens through a McDonalds drive through lane Im too fly, keep it hip-hop like Afu Ra Girl on that McClaren, you gotta lift the doors Blades chopping through the city streets, liquid swords5Embed

Bitch Is Crazy Lyrics Aww man Ho! Yes! Hahaha Yeah... Can yall hear me out there? Its a lovely night tonight aint it? Yeah I know I know what they thinkin they aint heard the beat they aleady scared You know how I get down But look Im just gon keep it real Id like to know if there is a chemical Imbalance in your makeup Yeah Sometimes I wonder... wonder if you plan Half of this shit before I wake up Callin my ex-girl or e-mailin my mama Youre the only one Thats causin me this drama And then expect favors When you come in town And I know if I see you guaranteed its goin down Cause Too stay with this girl You couldnt pay me! I respect a woman But this bitch is crazy This bitch is crazy This bitch is crazy I respect a woman But this bitch is crazy She dont even know Thats the craziest part right? She just oblivious to the whole shit like And you know like I was sayin sometimes I gotta get my R&B on you know I wanna wear the wife beaters With the slit at the top so I can tear it easy and all that I wanna sing in the rain girl You know what Im talkin bout Yea I need a R&B name too like uh... like uh... like I dont know Ill think of it Hey! Hahaha You crazy man for real Ho! Oh well nigga fall back ho! Goddamn I said it without sayin it manEmbed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 14 Tracklist LyricsThis tracklist will be live-updated during the 14th episode of OVO Sound Radio, which will be aired at 6pm EST on January 30th, 2016 Drake & Oliver El-Khatib Set Max B - Im So High Future - March Madness Future - Wicked Plies - Ritz Carlton Rihanna - Work ft. Drake Nemesis - Bad Gal Like Riri ft. Rizzla & Chilla Ayo Jay - Your Number Young Troy - All My Dogs Jahkoy - Odd Future Kodak Black - SKRT 2 Chainz - MFN Right Drake - Summer Sixteen Rihanna – Same Ol Mistakes Majid Jordan Set Majid Jordan – My Love Peverelist – Roll With the Punches Mario Lopez – African Dream Vybz Cartel – Clarks ft. Popcaan & Gaza Slim The OJays – Darlin Darlin Baby Daft Punk – Something About Us Cherrelle & Alexander ONeill – Saturday Love Rich Gang - Imma Ride ft. Young Thug, Birdman and Young Ralph Majid Jordan – Day and Night Majid Jordan – King City Majid Jordan – Every Step Every Way Majid Jordan – Small Talk Majid Jordan – Love Is Always There Majid Jordan – Warm Majid Jordan – Something About You2Embed

What I’m Thinkin’ Right Now Lyrics Yes Im on that old, switch lanes shit, Jay, Big, Dames shit Talking bout them niggas that my daddy pitch cane wit Because I never learned the biz, I learned the language Well-spoken, man I shouldve went to Cambridge And mama would always claim this I never expected the outcome, but one day I became this Famous, no longer nameless More game, but Im the same, I will remain this Im still focused, I stay grounded You see I ran with a style when they clowned it So read 48 Laws if you never read it Because that is one of the main reasons Im level-headed Despite the accumulated success If my attitude ever strayed, I made it regress I never wanted to win the lottery only because my uncle Told me He who made it by struggling made it the best So with that on my chest, Im down on my last 12 gs Going through the closet thinking I should prolly sell these Chanel Cs, and LVs, somebody stop before I really start to rebel please I spend it all, who needs anymore? Whose satisfied doin good deeds anymore? Who grieves anymore, who believes anymore? Who graduated school and still reads anymore? Not me, that should have my whole race shook Because we dont read novels but we do FaceBook The new craze is havin that new age look If I said I liked it, Id feel like a two-faced crook Nah, I tell retro kids tie that bandana just a little bit tighter Til it suffocates you, biter Cause I dont wear no bright colors or rope chains Im a G, my daddy was in the dope game3Embed

Hot 97 Freestyle Lyrics Young Money till the young boy dyin out You hear me cryin out You see me ridin’ out And if your man get to stuntin’ We’ll buy em out Cause we be livin’ what these other rappers lyin bout Drizzy Drake, what Funk Flex, uhh Hot 9-7, I’m so far gone Feelin good, feelin great, how you though? Bet you hear my name every single place that you go Sippin’ on pink shit, but nah it aint Nuvo Slow the F down fore yo ass is on Pluto Tell me what it do I belong to the youngest Grammy nominated crew My city love me, but I got Toronto haters too That sit around and talk about What they’d have done if they was you But know I ball without a sphere in sight Club owners give me reasons to appear at night And just know thatIbe in the mirror like Are you listenin’? I hope you hearin right I’m in the Aston doin doughnuts I will kill the game and never send it my condolence Taught to never love a chick and only love the moments New York City, I can tell the people want it Uhh, what you got for me flex, uh Vacuum interiors and shined wheels Whats ya life like? This how mine feels I like my seat back, I like my wine chill I look good, smell better, and I rhyme ill I say I’m at these girls neck and head You and your girl sleep in separate beds I killed this, tell Flex its dead You got birthday cake, mines weddin tall Yall lemon small, yall never ball I get the girl of your dreams and I never call NY, I got it, Im bout whatever yall Yeah, 40 hears my interviews, tone it down I’m at your girls condo gettin shown around Yeah, why you takin everything personal? This that in-ya-face, all-offensive-on-purpose flow My city, never F’n need me Yeah, oh wait no they really need me Oh wait, hold up, Young F’n Weezy Holla at me when you done F’n Weezy5Embed

Mention Me Lyrics Say you want my company Sometimes I feel so naive I dont wanna give up on you easy Things arent easy, I agree Why you wanna be this cold to me Why you wanna make me make believe Things arent what they seem And it got too deep girl, too deep Its a problem Fell for you straight to the bottom People ask what happened, I go silent I wouldnt even speak on you But now you wanna mention me Now you wanna mention me When you speak on mistakes Now you wanna mention me Like someone could replace me today Now you wanna mention me Some emotional statements were made Now you wanna mention me Mention me like you’re bored of me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means more to me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means more to me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means My yiys too fried All these thoughts in my mind Motives too transparent for me I know you dont care about me Dealing with me like some wasteman You think I live in the palm of your hand Im too understanding and patient Lightning mightve stricken you right where you stand And your karma, karmas gonna be a problem Fell for you straight to the bottom People ask what happened I go silent I wouldnt even speak on you But now you wanna mention me Now you wanna mention me When you speak on mistakes Now you wanna mention me Like someone could replace me today Now you wanna mention me Some emotional statements were made Now you wanna mention me Mention me like you’re bored of me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means more to me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means more to me Ooh-ooh Maybe this means She dey play with my energy, nonstop You realize that you messing with a gangsta Oh girl worry bout your karma Tired everyday a lil drama If you wanna leave, just leave, no pressure If you wanna leave, just leave, no pressure No, no, no pressure I will miss ya If you wanna leave, just leave, no pressure No pressure at all My girl you whine Make you dance Make you move like a rasta Move dirty wine Make you dance like a dancer Give me dirty dance Like you do, belly dancer My girl you whine Make you dance Make you move like a rasta Move dirty wine Make you dance like a dancer Give me dirty dance Like you do, belly dancer2Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 4 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set A$AP Rocky - Wassup Drake - November 18th Trey Songz - Unfortunate Sade - Moon and the Sky Drake - I Get Lonely Too TLC - Fanmail Ginuwine - Final Warning The Weeknd - What You Need Tears For Fears - Ideas As Opiates James Blake - The Wilhelm Scream Drake - Dreams Money Can Buy Section Boyz - Lock Arff NINES - Cant Blame Me Eric Dingus - Money To Clone Layla Hendryx - B.T.W Abillyon - Oh No Shy Glizzy - U Hear Me? Woop - In N Out ILOVEMAKONNEN - Where Your Girl At? Marvin Gaye - Whats Going On Mustafa The Poet - Do You Love Enough? Jordan Set Drake - Hotline Bling Electronic Light Orchestra - Telephone Line Majid Jordan - Learn From Each Other Change - Hold Tight Good People - Patience Peverelist - Roll With The Punches Good People - Give Me A Reason MJ Cole & Wiley - From The Drop Dr. Silver - Jupiter Spacedisco James Fox - Put It Back Majid Jordan - My Love4Embed

Fuck Da Bullshit Lyrics Yeah Cut it up, gimme a light Yeah, and by the way, nigga Its Young Mula First Lady Ugh, yo, yo Let us begin with a bad lil specimen Balenciagas, only things I be steppin in Pucci bathing suits, only thing Im dressing in Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran Got—Got em writin love letters in they jour-n-al Keep em on they toes like a midget at the urinal Bad—Bad—Bad-Bad—Bad—Bad as I wanna be She aint bad, she a sad little wannabe Yeah. Fuck the bullshit. Its big money popping. Young Mula! Yeah, just like that. What up, young nigga? Lets go. Gudda, brrrat! Okay, we running this shit, when we walk in the building Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin from the ceiling Young Money we bout to kill em, I promise I make a million And if they didnt have no hands Ill bet them bitches gon feel em Im talkin money and power; you getting money? I doubt it Fresher than baby powder, with your bitch in the shower That pussy, Ima devour; I beat it up til its sour No need for you to even trip; bitch Ill be done in a hour, lets go Yeah Yeah, thats more like it Junior! They say the blacker the berry, the redder the cherry I say the sweeter it is—you dig? Buried Then the bullshit varies, and it got me wary But I know two are the same—call it murdered and married Hustling is so necessary, with no adversaries But aint no love, like a calendar with no Februarys Ima need four secretary, and four Bloody Marys Ima go eat me some pussy, and choke off the cherry—Im gone Yeah, fully loaded with it To the ceiling with it More money than you ever seen, nigga! Aight, Drizzy, Drake— Look, kill the game, no one recovers the murder weapon Young Angel, if you hate me tell me burn in heaven Howd ya sleep on me? The highest earnin freshmen Like your third infection, I hope you learned your lesson Yeah, I spit raw, but I prefer protection I own a heart and a mind and a shirt she slept in Bitch, I got the answer, and still aint heard the question I shut your club down, please reserve my section Fuck a confrontation, there aint no cake in it And Im caking, bitch, so tell me why Id take a break from it The mother of your child always tell you Im her favorite She call me her baby—not the one she was in labor with She say, Ooh, you taste good, I say, Ooh, just savor it She know that she love a nigga, I be on that major shit Cause I get paid to stand, and I get paid to sit So I dont walk around with money, baby girl—Im made of it1Embed

Juice Lyrics Boi-1da... Drizzy Yall dont really like me I can understand My flow is sitting right inside the pocket on my pants Im still fly, you cant float Run this shit, Usain Bolt I write your favorite records, are you saying ghost? Twenty-thousand for a verse is our routine quote Im getting rich, uhh, you staying broke Chillin even if Im in a goose down coat I cant see you through the Mosley Tribes So I dont even flinch if you throw me high-fives They try to measure up, but there is no one my size Whatever 40s smokin bout to low my eyes Beast mode on them, I never take a night off Every single thing a nigga purchase is a write off Grounded as the runway pavement, Im taking flight off Baby go ahead and cut the light off Cause its about to go I hear my phone ringing when you call I aint pickin up or entertainin them at all Got your girl face down, bangin on the wall While you and all your homeboys hang in Lenox Mall Mmm, mmm, mmm I cannot relate Ridin with some tags that I got from out of state Ridin with a swag that I got from outer space Just show me whos the hottest, Imma knock him out his place Call me homicide Drizzy, Im bout to kill your ego Im about my green, puffin goody like Im Cee-lo You can go and take a glance at your hero While the Houston ship a pole dancing zero Fantasy to you, reality to me And yeah, my G-pass is as valid as can be Im so fresh, a stylist would agree Waving at your girl while shes smiling back at me like5Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 13 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Ramriddlz - Bodmon ft. RJF and Sevn Thomas Mo-G - Wiggins Puffy Lz ft. Smoke Dawg - Hit a Lick Top5 - Milly Rock Remix Baka - AKA Rich The Kid - Plug ft. Playboi Carti and Kodak Black Nessly - Alive 24hrs - Time Nav - Take Me Simple Lil Yachty - Minnesota P. Reign - Dipped In Gold ft. Young Thug and T.I Cozy Boyz Set Drake - Wu-Tang Forever ft. A$AP Rocky PeeWee Longway - Jugg 4 Me Lil Uzi Vert - With My Crew x 1987 Bankroll Marky – Drug Song ft. Famous Pat A$AP Rocky - Damn It Adamn Killa - I Feel Like Im Ja Rule Travis Scott & Duke - On My Vibe Cousin Stizz - Shoutout Playboi Carti - Beef ft. Ethereal Johnny Cinco - Virtual Trapping ft. PeeWee Longway A$AP Twelvy - L.Y.B.B Losie - Still Rollin ft. Cashout Kilo Kish - Memory Lane Coca Vango - Recipe HoodRich Pablo Juan - 1, 2 ft. Soulja Boy Yachty - 1Night Migos - Forest Whitaker 2 Chainz - El Chapo Jr Madeintyo - U B E R Everywhere A$AP Rocky - Yamborghini High DJ Mustard Set DJ Mustard - Whole Lotta Lovin ft. Travis Scott Branchez - Dreamer ft. Santell Ty Dolla $ign - Blasé ft. Future & Rae Sremmurd 2 Chainz - Watch Out O.T. Genasis - Cut It ft. Young Dolph Future - March Madness Ella Mai - She Dont ft. Ty Dolla $ign Ty Dolla $ign - Wavy Yellow Claw & DJ Mustard - In My Room ft. Ty Dolla $ign & Tyga Kid Ink - Promise ft. Fetty Wap DJ Snake - Middle ft. Bipolar Sunshine Ella Mai - No Rush 2pac - 2 of Amerikaz Most Wanted ft. Snoop Dogg Dr. Dre - The Next Episode ft. Snoop Dogg Dr. Dre - Nuthin But A G Thang ft. Snoop Dogg 2Pac - All About U ft. Nate Dogg, Snoop Dogg, & Fatal Too $hort - Dont Fight The Feelin Mac Dre - Feelin Myself Tyga - Rack City 2 Chainz - Im Different Jeezy - R.I.P ft. 2 Chainz T-Pain - Up Down ft. B.o.B Trey Songz - Na Na YG - Who Do You Love ft. Drake Omarion - Post To Be ft. Chris Brown and Jhené Aiko Jeremih - Dont Tell Em ft. YG Big Sean - I Dont Fuck With You ft. E-40 Oliver Outro Majid Jordan - Learn From Each Other Aaliyah - Come Over2Embed

Don’t You Have a Man Lyrics Dont you have a man? Why are you trying to be my girl? I cant believe it Dont you have a man? Its all right with me, my girl We can do anything Why you over there looking at me While your man standing right beside you? The temporary happiness he might provide you But you know and I know that nobody gon do you like me Tryna save you like a goalie in line-of-sight I know that I feel her, but slowly, Im kinda like I dont really wanna hit this girl And still, she want this chaps stick like Napoleon Dynamite Well, Ima give it to you, honeybunches You feel it all under your ribs like some tummy crunches All my other girls all up on that subtle shit They dont wanna cut it, they want a rapper to cuddle with Consequences keep weighin me down So whenever she thinks Im serious, Im playing around It gets deeper and colder, the funny thing is Im writing this in my head as she asleep on my shoulder, like... Dont you have a man? Why are you trying to be my girl? I cant believe it Dont you have a man? Its all right with me, my girl We can do anything Look, we had a lil thing, a wintertime fling You some getback for your man mistreating But that was then, you know, some hush-hush I aint never really see a future in us Plus, your man still there, lets be fair Youd do the same things to me My feelings never did go past some late-nigh- smash Iont wanna take the place of he Late nights, 85 South on my way to the crib And somebody got a song for me I already know what you about, cause I been the other man And you not gonna trap me with your silly lil plan Its my bad, shouldve chose a wo-man But Im in the mix with this lil girl, playing Im saying, you need to do what you do Im not tryna take it any further with you, cmon Dont you have a man? Why are you trying to be my girl? I cant believe it Dont you have a man? Its all right with me, my girl We can do anything Ugh, ugh, I met her at the bar, sipping on Patrón And now, its been three years off and on Cause the same page, we are rarely often on Cause when Im in, she out, and when she in, Im gone We lost contact like Bausch & Lomb But regained it while she was building a house and home Wit this new cat, sayin that he doin her right It just proves that she dont know what to do with her life Cause if so, she wouldnt have to change her strategy And wouldnt need me to recharge her batteries One minute, she mad at me; next minute, its all good And Im in her body like Grays Anatomy I dont understand why God sent me to you And I caint try to justify that foul shit we do All I know is that each time Im stickin you I think to myself, Damn, if only her nigga knew, but... Dont you have a man? Why are you trying to be my girl? I cant believe it Dont you have a man? Its all right with me, my girl We can do anything Dont you have a man? Why are you trying to be my girl? I cant believe it Dont you have a man? Its all right with me, my girl We can do anything, baby5Embed

2016 MTV VMAs Vanguard Award Intro for Rihanna LyricsThe first time, the first time I met Robyn Fenty was 2005. She was shooting a music video at a restaurant called Avacado in Toronto, the song was Pon de Replay, and the director... and the director of the video was Little X. I was introduced to her as the kid who played background music at the restaurant as people ate their dinner. Its hard to believe that eleven years later all three of us would come together the visual for her song called Work. Today the world knows Little X as Director X, they know me as Drake and not the kid singing while you order pasta. But eleven years later, they still know Rihanna as the one and only, Rihanna. Captivating from day one, the iconic being that is Rihanna was already at a place where most artists only dream of going. For them, thats often the peak, but for her, that was a starting point, as she has kept ascending to an untouchable level ever since. When it comes to music, she relentlessly takes over the charts with every release. When it comes to performances, they swarm in masses just to be in her presence... obviously... And when it comes to fashion and style, she makes it seem so effortless until you try to do it yourself, which is when it gets a little awkward. Whats most impressive isnt the endless list of stats, awards and accomplishments. Whats most impressive is the person. Some artists need to play a character to achieve success, some need to downplay their own natural instincts to blend in. She succeeds by doing something that no one in this industry does, which is being herself. This woman has surpassed all competition while still being the same girl from Barbados, surrounded by the same friends, speaking with the same accent and never missing a crop over unless its to come and perform at OVO Fest. We love the music which can change styles from album to album. We love the videos which change their artistic vision from year to year. But most of all, we love the woman who hasnt changed since day one. Shes someone, shes someone Ive been in love with since I was 22 years old. Shes one of my... shes one of my best friends in the world. All my adult life Ive looked up to her even though shes younger than me. Shes a living, breathing legend in our industry. Ladies and gentlemen, the recipient of the Michael Jackson Vanguard Award for 2016: Rihanna.3Embed

Thank You Note to 40 LyricsBefore we do this I just wanna say thanks man. Thank you for the years you spent working with some of Torontos true legends honing your craft. Thanks you for dropping everything to work with me after we met and realized we had something special. Thank you for pushing yourself despite the fact you should be resting to achieve an end goal that we are both obsessed with. Thank you for listening to me vent and talking me off ledges. Thank you for talking me out of sending every good song I make to someone else 😂. Thank you for reminding me that we set out to do something more than just have the biggest song in the club or the biggest song of the month. Thank you for building SOTA. Thank you for caring about the people in this city as much as I do. Thank you for a lifetime of hard work and surreal moments. This story would have gone a lot different without you. Thank you 40 . Text me when you are ready to start the next one 😂😂😂 @ovo406Embed

AM 2 PM Lyrics Yo I wake up every morning, shower, gather my belongings Head to works, I get some breakfast cause, still a nigga yawning From the night before, at the club, I was up Im tryna live Only twenty two, my nig, bout to be twenty three, ya dig? Time dont wait for none of us thats why I gotta chase my dreams Make my momma proud so she can show off all her pearly teeth And be half the man my dad was, I thank God he was in my life I realize how many leave they wives so deep inside Either I, need to make this music work or move from the Earth Im preachin fire, need a choir, bout to take you all to church My congregation bombed the nation with this hip hop We in the race to fame, blowin pass the pit stops I heard the prize was some chicks and a wrist watch And all you gotta do is go to jail or get shot Yeah Nick cop but he aint never get popped How we gonna get pop fans? Give em a quick shot Now I get ya chick hot with my wrist watch Yeah shorty drip drop when it tick tock Its kinda sick huh? Ay Jay, put an end to all the bickerin And tell them niggas this is Nicks spot They dont keep it fresh enough I got it zip locked Saran wrap, anthrax, it make ya sick huh? Im hot as fire wanna put me out with piss huh? Reached to do it and realized his dick stuck It aint as easy as it looks, we go through some shit You cut us a check, then we go through some hits Then you show us respect, then well say you legit And this is the life that I lead from AM to PM Im trynna get that cash, then watch how tall it grows Soon as we get the ass, we start callin em hos The concept you dont grasp, Im guessin you too old And this is the life that I lead from AM to PM Ayo I stay up every evening, write that shit that they believe in DJs run it, they approach me, and its praise I be receiving From the night befo, at the club, fake I.D. my record spins Got me dancin right outside since these niggas wont let me in Well guess again, slip around the back and get it crackin And all the bottles wrapped in cellophane and party where the best have been Hundred grand, Nickle F, that niggas the next to win Virgina gon rep for him, and Memphis represent for me To the tenth degree, Tennekey, T-Dot to the country yall Orange Mound and Whitehaven, and back up north to Montreal I aint ashamed, my city aint on the map People get to thinking they really light that fire, realize they aint born to rap So they give it pass the torch and sell they soul for enough to throw cash in storage Maybe they can bring they career back But these niggas right here aint trynna hear that Cause Im on set, make it work, break even on 9 to 5s Cigarettes and lotto tickets, tryna keep that grind alive All my uncles, they hit the casino when they get they check My cousins, they paint they slabs and pop pistols to get respect This cant be life, dominoes and chief and dro and twenty stacks Single mothers phonin cheaters just to get they honeys back Purple drink and trips to Krogers just to get they money stacked Rest In Peace to SKUMMY this reality not funny rap! You think its funny till these youngings suck a bunny Pull the jackrabbit out and get to screamin where the money at?! It aint as easy as it looks, we go through some shit You cut us a check, then we go through some hits Then you show us respect, then well say you legit And this is the life that I lead from AM to PM Im trynna get that cash, then watch how tall it grows Soon as we get the ass, we start callin em hos The concept you dont grasp, Im guessin you too old And this is the life that I lead from AM to PM11Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 1 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Jack Ü - Where Are Ü Now ft. Justin Bieber Popcaan - Everything Nice ft. Movado Wizkid - Ojuelegba Wizkid - Ojuelegba ft. Drake and Skepta Drake - Sweeterman Ramriddlz - Sweeterman Krept & Konan - Freak of the Week ft. Jeremih Zona Man - Mean to Me ft. Future and Lil Durk Travi$ Scott - Antidote The Weeknd - The Hills Meek Mill - Miss My Dawgs ft. Travis Scott and Strap da Fool Meek Mill - R.I.C.O ft. Drake Drake - Know Yourself Meek Mill - Jump out the Face ft. Future Drake Set Black Coffee - Superman ft. Bucie Drake - Jungle Sizzla - Sizzla - Sizzla - Give Me A Try Sizzla - Praise Ye Jah Popcaan - Unruly Prayer JME - Man Don’t Care ft. Giggs Giggs - Talkin da Hardest Skepta - Shutdown Future - News or Somthn Fetty Wap - Again Little Dragon - Pink Cloud Roy Wood$ - Drama ft. Drake Majid Jordan - My Love ft. Drake Eric Dingus Set Nicole Ariana - Re-Animated Self KiKi Rowe - Trust Issues Remix Bishop Light - Work Eric Dingus - No One Eric Dingus - Wolf Brigade Eric Dingus - Screw Love Dowrong - Ride or Die Eric Dingus - Through The Dark Eric Dingus - Castle Sky4Embed

Don’t Run Lyrics Yeah Sent a message to my Instagram Yous a vegan but you goin ham Lotta niggas, lotta niggas Lotta niggas wanna be like me But you know the difference You know whats different, baby Only been OVO for me Let me know youre down Let me know when youre downtown Ring-a-ding, ding Let me know if its a ting, yeah Out here with your Brampton tings Fuckin all your Pickering tings, oh She said she wanna come to Toronto She wanna come to the 6 side She know thats the best side Caribana, soca dancer, Machel Montano Black red bandana, oh, trip planner She know who to check when she come around She know who to check whenever she comes in town She knows what I have to calm her down She knows that its not something to run from now, oh Dont run I wanna smoke with you Sit down, have dinner with the folks with you Touch road, do Fring’s then Bloke with you Dont par with a broke boy, Ill do the most Would you tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me? Since when are you all grown up? Since when do you know Mona? Since when do you not come home? I heard you got too much on your shoulders Your mother just called my phone up Sounds like your party is over Heard a lot of things, dont joke with me I know youre down, I know youre still down Ring-a-ding, ding Let me know if its a ting I stay with the downtown ting Who the real Queenstreet king, oh She said she wanna come to Toronto She wanna come to the 6 side She know thats the best side Caribana, calypso dancer, Bajan accent Blue yellow bandana, oh, trip planner She know who to check when she come around She know who to check whenever she comes in town She knows what I have to calm her down She knows that its not something to run from now, oh Dont run1Embed

How Bout Now Lyrics Tom you ready? Its that Drake beat.... Im ready.......Hold on Tom... Hello?... I mean like wassup with you? Ever since you got with Rich Gang you act like you dont know me no more and you all the way in Miami. You not coming back to Atlanta? Ugh...you make me feel so ugh. Always knew I dreamt bigger than them big head ass niggas Oh Yeah Crazy how these hoes change now that my pockets got a little thicker Stay down with me, shit ion know probably saw the bigger picture Thuggin like all my niggas, a problem I call my niggas Remember I put errbody on the block list in my phone for yah Remember when you far away in pain, I would drive in the rain for yah Folks smell a little weed, know a nigga like me would take the blame for yah Yeen give a fuck bout me back then, girl how bout now Cause Im off right now and youre stuck right now Ooohhh, thought you had it all figured out, but Im off right now and youre stuck right now Oohhh, you thought that lil loving that we did was enough, girl how bout now Yeah, how bout now, girl what about now, girl how bout now, girl what about now Yeah.. Yoouuu My heart belongs to you Ohh yeah Jacquees sang yeahhh My heart belongs to you Look.. If I had one wish it would probably be for errthang We the same sign so you know we disagree about errthang Sometimes Im the best and I suck, man she done called errthang Me...Aint even gotta look, No I got these boys shook like Jordan Cross over the land and make you stand, I made you feel important Got your mama face and looks, aw man I think you gorgeous Tried to fool the team with ring, you beam no wedding Foolish homie show me think he was gone get it Still wanna show your ass on IG, Im gone let you Oh you can have it all Yeen really fuck with me way back then How bout now, cause Im off right now and youre stuck right now Ooohhh, thought you had it all figured out, but Im off right now and youre stuck right now Oohhh, you thought that lil loving that we did was enough, girl how bout now Yeah, how bout now, girl what about now, girl how bout now, girl what about now15Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 39 Tracklist LyricsAlbum: Drake - More Life 1. Free Smoke 2. No Long Talk ft. Giggs 3. Passionfruit 4. Jorja Interlude 5. Get It Together ft. Black Coffee and Jorja Smith 6. Madiba Riddim 7. Blem 8. 4422 9. Gyalchester 10. Skepta Interlude 11. Portland ft. Quavo and Travis Scott 12. Sacrifices ft. 2 Chainz and Young Thug 13. Nothings Into Somethings 14. Teenage Fever 15. KMT ft. Giggs 16. Lose You 17. Cant Have Everything 18. Glow ft. Kanye West 19. Since Way Back ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR 20. Fake Love 21. Ice Melts ft. Young Thug 22. Do Not Disturb Encore: Drake - More Life Free Smoke No Long Talk ft. Giggs Passionfruit Jorja Interlude Get It Together ft. Black Coffee and Jorja Smith Madiba Riddim Blem 4422 Gyalchester Skepta Interlude Portland ft. Quavo and Travis Scott Sacrifices ft. 2 Chainz and Young Thug Nothings Into Somethings Teenage Fever KMT ft. Giggs Lose You Cant Have Everything Glow ft. Kanye West Since Way Back ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR Fake Love Ice Melts ft. Young Thug Do Not Disturb9Embed

Keep The Faith Lyrics How far we go Always seems to get better with time Wont you, outsmart me Told me that your brain works better than mine Tell me I should know you Ill get to know you again You want me to show you Im gonna show you again Now were in the zone Gon let me all in again And now youre coming over Over and over and over and over and over again Over and over again Over and over again Now youre coming over Over and over again Over and over again You tell me I should know you But Ill get to know you again And you want me to show you Im gonna show you again When were in the zone you Gon let me own it again And now youre coming over Over and over and over and over and over again Now youre coming over Youre coming over I wet all the floors of your ego, damn Feel I was slipping away And you know that I aint gonna go Aint gonna go nowhere, nowhere I guess some of these things never change, no, no Theres a lot going on and you know that its true Theres a lot on my mind and you bother the times when Im not here with you But keep it way more than 100, keep it 110 Show me what I gotta do And I know that you been working, working, working, working, aint ya? You dont have no time to lay up You just trying to be somebody Fore you say you need somebody Get all your affairs in order I wont have affairs, Im yours, girl Faithful, faithful, faithful, faithful And before you leave here And until you do baby It aint about me no more Tonight Ill make sure you And before you leave here But before you do It aint about me no more Make sure that you Have to get you on top of me And we gon do this thing properly Make you throw your hands in the air, throw your hair back Like a winning ticket off the lottery But you dont wanna, no, you dont want to start with me No, you dont want to start with me But you shouldnt keep shaking that in front of me Unless youre down to do this publicly Girl you know you, know you gotta get comfortable All the dogs here, run with me And I fuck with you So if you really fuck with me Get as freaky as you wanna be, girl its up to you And she hit me with that I dont do this normally, but for you Ill make exceptions Well, lets see whats next then Im gonna make sure, make sure Gonna make sure, make sure You know that Im gon make sure Gonna make sure, make sure Gonna make sure, make sure Gonna make sure, make sure You know I gotta make sure, gotta make sure Gonna make sure, make sure 5Embed

Love My Team Lyrics Im ready Love my team, Ill die for them niggas, ahh Hating-ass niggas in my circle, had to cut em out Gold-digging-ass bitches, fuck em then its fuck em all Had my niggas locked down, so Im screaming fuck the law Strap on, clip bent, riding in the Cadillac Jack boys looking at me, and they know I aint having that Let them niggas pump you up, Like you just had an asthma attack Ill hit you with that rat-a-tat, change your mind like Matter fact Bow! We just like the Mafia , body you Break the code of silence, nigga, we gon Luminati you Pull up in that black thing, Phantom of the Opera We be selling fish scales, just to make tilapia I be up all night, chasing down them Benjamins You should see this money, all these pretty hoes Im swimming in Walking to the stage, singing Not Afraid by Eminem Take me to the boss, bitch, I dont deal with middlemen Im about whatever, man, fuck what they talking about Their opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Awww, and we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night whole crew in here Cause I dont really know who Ima lose this year Awww, man, I love my team, man, I love my team Ill die for them niggas, awww If Omelly tell me, Fuck her, Ima fuck her And if my nigga like her, swear to God that I wont touch her Cause loyalty is everything, them niggas like my brothers If you dont see me with them everyday Most likely I dont trust em, so its fuck em Im a northsider nigga , with a southsider attitude Got the streets already, now Im coming to take the avenues Broke—them niggas love you You get money, they get mad at you Like why Tip aint sign you yet? Cause I aint never ask him to Haaaa! Just look at my wrist You look like that and I look like this Im looking Rozayish and you looking like Chris Old played-out-ass nigga, hating on me, broke bitch Its whatever man, fuck what they talking bout Niggas diss me in they raps, see me, try to talk it out I just look em in they eyes, it aint shit to talk about Cause if we catch em without the crowd, we gon chalk em out Ha! Im about whatever man, fuck what they be talking bout Their opinion doesnt count, we the only thing that matters Awww, and we do it how we do it All up in your face, man, I hate to put you through it I be up all night, whole crews in here Cause I dont really know who Ima lose this year Man, I love my team, man, I love my team Ill die for them niggas, awww DJ Ill Will More than just your wifeys favorite DJ Hes yours too Admit it1Embed

Too Good Lyrics I dont know how to talk to you I dont know how to ask you if youre okay My friends always feel the need to tell me things Seems like theyre just happier than us these days, these days I dont know how to talk to you I dont know how to be there when you need me It feels like the only time you see me Is when you turn your head to the side and look at me differently And last night I think I lost my patience Last night, I got high as the expectations Last night, I came to a realization And I hope you can take it I hope you can take it Im too good to you Im way too good to you You take my love for granted I just dont understand it No, Im too good to you Im way too good to you You take my love for granted I just dont understand it I dont know how to talk to you I just know I found myself getting lost with you Lately you just make me work too hard for you Got me on flights overseas, and I still cant get across to you And last night I think I lost my patience Last night, I got high as the expectations Last night, I came to a realization And I hope you can take it But baby, dont get it twisted You was just another player on the hit list Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch Didnt they tell you that I was a savage Fuck your white horse and a carriage Bet you never could imagine Never told you could have it You needed me Oooh, you needed me Oooh, you2Embed

Give Ya Lyrics Check, look And I aint tryna get to know nobody but you Do me a favor tell me whats happenin I am drinkin XO D is sippin some Appleton Usually the things I desire I always apprehend Back again return of the mack again Deceiving was cool Ill never record the track again Even though my ex is fuckin one of my rapper friends I dont wanna seem like I am always attacking them verbally You can stop frontin I know you heard of me Babygirl ya, ya, ya heard of me Little me Pay attention I guarantee you itll be One of the best, decisions youve made Im sonnin them all I live in the shade Previously mischievous behaviour was the leader of me You could say I was fresh to some conceited degree Steppin out the house tryna figure out where cameras from Cheaters would be But now I need a culprit I am talkin Long Sands Beach, condo adult shit I am talkin all day shoppin sprees in the mall with Friends that I ball with Hear me, Treys girl? Go and get you some Fall shit Sweetie I am a tracks demise I will kill this song til it actually dies With a military jacket and some packed supplies I wont say Im the best til the stats arrive And all these a-list parties you fraternize Where you cant wear hats inside its only slacks and ties But you dont never act surprised You just hold it down for your boy til the plaques arrive And girl, I used to blow a couple thousand at the shake joint Now it cost a couple thousand for a Drake joint I gave up a lot to make a progress I give it to you, and you take it the best When I give ya what I give ya When I give ya what I give ya It aint a women in the world that can doubt that I need a women not a girl cause Im bout that And when I give ya what I give ya When I give ya what I give ya It aint a women in the world that can doubt that I need a women not a girl cause Im bout that And when I give ya what I give ya Yup its me again, Songz with a z again Canadian visitor, lady exhibitor Play me Ill visit ya Lay you in critical, condition So dont get it twisted nigga But back to the pimpin nigga Intercontinental you can catch me laid up Somethin with a fly face, slim waist, big butt Thats why I love what I does Shot a couple videos now we got the city froze Somethin like my wrist be Niggas know how this shit be Step into the club security never frisk me Buy so much liquor they give us a couple sips free I be on Hennessy, straight, no cubes Take me where the women be, I wont lose Drake take Patrón to the face til he wasted Im blowin til Im gon outta space in the Matrix Call me Mr. Anderson huh Im ramblin But at the same time Im spittin a flame rhyme Baby whats your name? They call me the game mind Most valuable player baby listen its game time We could take a couple shots break down ya ds Take it to the hole post up on me Let me fill the arena, Ill be Gilbert Arenas Somethin like a wizard when I give ya what I give ya When I give ya what I give ya When I give ya what I give ya It aint a woman in the world that can doubt that I need a woman not a girl cause Im bout that And when I give ya what I give ya When I give ya what I give ya It aint a woman in the world that can doubt that I need a woman not a girl cause Im bout that And when I give ya what I give ya1Embed

She Will Lyrics I tell her now gon pop that pussy for a real nigga I already know that life is deep, but I still dig her Niggas is jealous, but really I could care less Im in Hells Kitchen with an apron and a hairnet Devil on my shoulder, the Lord is my witness So on my Libra scale, Im weighing sins and forgiveness What goes around comes around like a hoola hoop Karma is a bitch? Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful Life on the edge, Im dangling my feet I tried to pay attention but attention paid me Haters cant see me: nose-bleed seats And today I went shopping and talk is still cheap I rock to the beat of my drum set I been at the top for a while and I aint jump yet But Im, Ray Charles to the bullshit Now jump up on that dick and do a full split! She just started to pop it for a nigga and looked back, told me baby its real And I say I aint doubt you for a second, I squeeze it, I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here, baby you know the deal Cause she bad, so maybe she wont but shit, then again, maybe she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Maybe for the money and the power and fame right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will I tell her go on! Pop that pussy for me Haters cant see me but bitches still looking for me And you could take it to the bank and deposit that Put your two cents in and get a dollar back Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack Im all about I give the rest of the vowels back I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine Eat her til she cry, call that wine and dine Try to check me and Imma have em checkin pulses They say choose wisely thats why I was chosen Rocking like the asphalt, its the cashs fault Looked in the face of death and took its mask off Now I like my house big and my grass soft I like my girls face South and her ass North But Im Ray Charles to that bullshit Now hop up on that dick and do a full split! She just started to pop it for a nigga and looked back, told me baby its real And I say I aint doubt you for a second, I squeeze it, I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here, baby you know the deal Cause she bad, so maybe she wont but shit, then again, maybe she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Maybe for the money and the power and fame right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Pandemonium, she cause that Toss it up, and I stuff em where her draws at Thats on everything like feets thats on my floor mats Red bottoms, spikes on em, thats dos stacks Speakin Spanish while she tannin, body no fat Shawty body body got me on my 4th stack Pink champagne, order Moët Rollin airplanes, where I land at? I levitate over numbers you niggas never make The Columbians callin, I tell em perate Every summer I celebrate with a new estate Lets get the fuck out this club, call it the great escape She wrap her lips round a nigga, just like a chinchilla Crap table Bellagio, Im a big tipper My life a stage I need her just to stand on it Every time she look back, I toss a band on it She just started to pop it for a nigga and looked back, told me baby its real And I say I aint doubt you for a second, I squeeze it, I could tell how it feel I wish we could take off and go anywhere but here, baby you know the deal Cause she bad, so maybe she wont but shit, then again, maybe she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will Maybe for the money and the power and fame right now, she will Do it for the realest niggas in the fucking game right now, she will5Embed

Fall For Your Type LyricsUghhhh…Los…uh-huhhh Baby girl whats this about Invite me in and kick me out Theres better ways to deal with this Does it offend you that Im real as shit Aint another dude as tough you feel me I mean who love you like I love you really Whats up with this distancing I dont feel significant Hold up wait girl hold just a min I need this moment just to vent Incidents I cant control Came up out I had to go You knew I was coming back You wanted that I had to grow Said you could get past my past So what we moving backwards for Who knew it would take this long You never mentioned that before How could you diss me this me Kiss me dismiss me just leave Bitch we history mystery Haunts me how you smile dont miss me Want me need me call me Deeply heal me hear me touch me see me feel me See she guilty look away Crooked love cant look my way Took a day to write you this For night you miss in light of this Cuz I made it despite of this Lets make a night of this Fire lit glass of wine relax your mind we passin time Ashes from the passions of our past just fly And its fine Damn its time to accept it I never hear your voice again Its so hard to say goodbye but thats what turns boys to men The choices in Life never seem fair But they bring light to the things never seen there So at least for the time that it took When you climb and you look You done made it to the clean air Breathe in enjoy it cuz some seek joy just to destroy it Distorted visions dont playback the way they were recorded Why cant sometimes life be edited minus all the bullshit Get a full grip fast forward through the open road When life push your buttons you dont seem to have remote control I hope that your soul is safe I hope all your goals in place I hope that it goes away and everything just goes your way I hope when foes oppose you they get stuck with the frozen face I hope I can motivate somebody to grow today I hope that you go hard and even though things dont go your way Hold up wait Even though you broke my heart Im still wishing you the best Im just gonna play my part If someones willing to invest This has been my blood This has been my tears This is been a pain I felt inside my heart for years I been workin so hard I know they gotta feel the bars This aint bout no girl this bout the deal I lost Yeaaa,ey yo check this out I like to dedicate this song to… All my failures in life Everything that I ever endured that just made me stronger… It made me realize that Its not the end, its not where it stops Anybody could do it…LETS GO!!!  5Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 10 Tracklist Lyrics Amir Obè - True For You XXYYXX - Red THEY. - Back It Up Drake - Marvins Room Teedra Moses - Backstroke Kelela - Rewind Spooky Black - Remember You Lil Uzi Vert - Paradise Lil Uzi Vert - Wit My Crew x 1987 Henry Krinkle - Stay Drake ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR - Preach STWO ft. Sevdaliza - Haunted PARTYNEXTDOOR - West District STWO - With You STWO - Morphans Jazz Cartier - Tales Drake ft. Travis $cott - Company A.CHAL - Gazi Atu - Vacant River Tiber - No Talk Toro Y Moi - Room For 1Zone Daniel Caesar - Violet Majid Jordan - A Place Like This Dpat x Atu - Nothing Here STWO - Her Tre Capital - Critical Thinking James Blake - Life Round Here Drake - Look What Youve Done Timmy Thomas - Why Can’t We Live Together Future the Prince Set Drama ft. Lil Wayne, Willie the Kid, Freeway and T.I. - Cannon RMX Lil Wayne - Money On My Mind Lil Wayne - Im Me Lil Wayne - Thats My Nigga 2Pac ft. Prince Ital Joe and Outlawz - Hail Mary The Notorious B.I.G. - Juicy The Notorious B.I.G. - I Got a Story to Tell Jay Z ft. The Notorious B.I.G. - Brooklyns Finest Jay Z ft. Eminem - Renegade Jay Z ft. Beanie Sigel - This Cant Be Life Scarface ft. Jay Z and Beanie Sigel - Guess Whos Back Kanye West - I Wonder GLC ft. Kanye West and T-Pain - Flight School Kanye West ft. Rick Ross - Devil In A New Dress Rick Ross ft. Andre 3000 - Sixteen UGK ft. Outkast - International Players Anthem Devin the Dude ft. Andre 3000 and Snoop Dogg - What a Job Nas - One Mic Nas - Nas Is Like The Diplomats - Im Ready CamRon - Killa Cam CamRon ft. The Diplomats - I Really Mean It Jeezy - Get Ya Mind Right Jadakiss ft. Fred tha Godson - Toast to That Clipse - Im Not You Boosie Badazz - Let Me Ease Ya Mind Drake ft. The Weeknd - The Ride Drake - Say Whats Real4Embed

Faded Lyrics Please D-d-d-d-damn what did I consume Something spinnin fast either me or its the room I bet you its the room, cause I dont do no drugs Or maybe its that tron cause I sure do have a buzz Baby either way Im throwed and I am on a mission So if your ears a virgin Id advise you not to listen Cause this shit isnt kosher and this shit isnt Christian Its that motherfuckin heat you can find up in the kitchen Baby holla at your nigga, I got that shit for low Okay maybe I dont but guarantee someone I know Wait let me slow it down Im gettin ahead Plus its gettin hot so Im a take a seat instead Im lucky I aint dead Im on a rollercoaster ride yall We all of age and I aint got nothin to hide yall And in this game Im a tidal when the tides small So drop me in and I release just like a time bomb Every record that Ive done, the station here they play it This the city that I run, this the shit that I created They tellin me Im the one and I havent even made it Maybe Im hearing things cause Im feeling like Im faded Im feelin like Im faded faded f-faded f-faded faded f-faded f-faded faded F-faded f-faded Im feelin like Im faded faded f-faded f-faded faded f-faded f-faded faded F-faded f-faded I just set the 40 ups, and I got two blunts Bagging sour diesel, stinking like I got a few stumps I’m sipping on lean, while you got fruit punch Getting faded like clothes, I’ve been washed too much Man, smoking with the devil got me high as an angel Blow a smoke ring over my head, it’s a halo Wake up, and bake up, spend the whole day slow Head in the clouds, but my face low Ayo, I got them percocets, you want a percocet? Yo girl got some nice titties, yeah, a perky set I purchase cess ‘cause everyday I work with stress High while I’m driving, it’s like I’m triyn’ to work a jet And I smoke like a choo-choo train So I stay low-key like Ja Rule new name And I can barely walk, but it’s all good and dandy Man, I’m so high I need a pilot to land me Every record that Ive done, the station here they play it This the city that I run, this the shit that I created They tellin me Im the one and I havent even made it Maybe Im hearing things cause Im feeling like Im faded Im feelin like Im faded faded f-faded f-faded faded f-faded f-faded faded F-faded f-faded Im feelin like Im faded faded f-faded f-faded faded f-faded f-faded faded F-faded f-faded Im feelin like Im-3Embed

Teach You A Lesson Lyrics Man, you so crucial baby And that champagne so fuchsia baby I do things that you aint use to baby And take you back home to St. Lucia baby When raindrops hit the tan roof its crazy Thats a metaphor, did I lose ya baby? When you are wet and covered in sweat Ill wipe ya ass down like Boosie baby And love, I dont mind feedback Tell me to give it to ya if you need that Touch right there, whatever the speeds at If its over fast then I promise you will relapse Forget what you guess that Im on and who is in your past Im in the fresh and grown Just charge that cell that I message you on And if you lets us girl, Imma bring the dressing along You hear that professional tone? Half of thats ice and the rest is Patron Show up on time for the class Im teaching Cause guaranteed Imma bring a lesson along And you just gotta bring the breastes along Instead of holding out wondering what it coulda been I confess this address to you And Im the post man looking for a slot I can put it in With no New York number mom still upstairs Im two floors under but my rooms sound proof You so tempted to satisfy your urge so you dont wonder Yeah I know I told you before Ill grab that for ya like holding a door Cause mine is Polo, and yours is Vickie And they just spread all over the floor like You feel so good You smell so good You feel so warm Just like I knew you would Cant let you go Cant let you go I cant let you go You were late to school Im gonna have to see you after class You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to teach you a lesson You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to straighten you right out You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to teach you Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you Someones gonna have to Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you You can call me professor But baby you broke the rules You wont get the grade you want Unless you stay after school So you can work it off Baby I can give you extra credit But theres something else Girl can I frisk you? Search you body for You look so guilty to me If I make you nervous Its cause your hiding ? And Im going to sentence you Baby you can do your time on me I cant let you go I cant let you go You were late to school Im gonna have to see you after class You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to teach you a lesson You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to straighten you right out You been a bad girl Someones gonna have to teach you Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you Someones gonna have to Teach you, teach you, teach you, teach you Just for the moment For tonight Can I make you mine? Is it me, is it us? Can I love you all of my life?2Embed

Friends Lyrics Ooh, ooh Friends tellin me Im crazy That Im wasting time with you Youll never be mine Thats not the way I see it Cause youre mine when youre with me That sits with me fine Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Stop listenin to your friends Yeah, you may have many others But I know when youre with me Im all that you see F-f-friends seem to always listen To the bad things that you do Cause you dont do them to me Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Cause the way I see it, now youre mine Stop listenin to my friends Stop listenin to your friends Stop listenin Ooh, ooh Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah4Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 6 Tracklist LyricsDrake Set Section Boyz - Trapping Aint Dead DJ Lucky L - Dont Get Smoked ft. 600 Breezy Kodak Black - SKRT SAS - Who Is You Kiddin 2 Chainz - Watch Out PARTYNEXTDOOR - Blasé P Reign - On A Wave Drake - Hotline Bling Drake x Future - What A Time To Be Alive Drake & Future - Digital Dash Drake & Future - Big Rings Drake & Future - Live From the Gutter Drake & Future - Diamonds Dancing Drake & Future - Scholarships Drake & Future - Plastic Bag Drake & Future - Im the Plug Drake & Future - Change Locations Drake & Future - Jumpman Drake & Future - Jersey Drake & Future - 30 For 30 Freestyle12Embed

Take You Down Lyrics Yeah, Its Young Money, baby I got something for these niggas to ride to Hey , hey, hey Here I go Let me do me, you just do you Im double cupped right now Su-woo to the bangers Su-woo to the bangers And I say, I be on some G shit I be on some G shit Check out what I done and check out who I be with Im me bitch, I said Im me bitch, yeah And it goes young, young, young, young, young Bust that pussy open, then I tell her bring it back Make sure you dont fall in love, cause I dont have the time for that Only thing I chase is money, if you tell me where its at When you rich, there is a certain type of woman you attract I say I be on some G shit, I be on some G shit Check them other niggas for that Louis shopping spree shit Not me bitch, I said not me bitch And it goes young, young, young, young, young I aint have sex in a long time I aint have sex in a long time I aint have sex in a long time Are we havin is sex tonight? Ladies say, I aint have sex in a long time I aint have sex in a long ass time, baby I aint have sex in a long time Are we havin is sex tonight? Sex tonight Let me do me, you just do you Im double cupped right now Su-woo to the, whoa oh, oh, oh4Embed

Tell Me Lyrics Girl, I hate the fast talking, fast walking, fast fucking, fast loving oh Wanna move slow Got a little liquor in my system, always been friends underestimating how far that that shit go Leave a little room for me Leave a little room for your imagination You should just take time with me Nowadays theres time but not anticipation Oh oh oh What is? What is? What is? What is different about me? Oh Tell me. What is? What is? Cant keep you off of me Nowadays you cant get enough of me Loving me, loving me, loving me more You loving me, love when you loving me Oh yeah, yeah What is? What is? What is? What is different about me? Oh Tell me. What is? What is? Cant keep you off of me Nowadays you cant get enought of me Loving me, loving me, loving me more You loving me, love when you loving me... Oh yeah yeah8Embed

I Can Take Your Girl Lyrics Now shawty got a man, but I got a plan Look, homie, I aint trying to force your hand But Ima take your girl Ima take your girl And I can tell you, she wants me She wants me, she wants me, she wants me And yes I want her too Ima take your girl I swear to you every time I sees her, I seizure Keep running through my mind, jog my memories; amnesia Touch ya, tease ya, nervous? dont freeze up She let me take control, I run a woman like a Visa She always run back to me saying hes a Dog off the leash, he got this other girl Alicia She tell me shes in hell, I tell her take a breather Im nothing like your man, but I cant love you neither Its wifey over bitches, but moneys over her Cause moneys under nothing, my life is such a blur Its not the way it has to go, it just what I prefer And any Young Money nigga I know would concur Weezy talk to em! And she wants me, she wants me yeah And I want her too, yeah! I want her too Im talkin bout shawty got something about her Shawty got this thing about her Shawty got that thing that make you wannna wrap a ring around her Wanna rap and sing about her So thats what I does, shit thats what it was They rub my back in the tub it was me Yeah, we all buddies And shawty gots a husband, and everyone knows bout him But, Fuck him And I can tell you, she wants me She wants me, she wants me, she wants me And yes I want her too Ima take your girl Shawty got a man, but I got a plan Listen, homie, I aint trying to force your hand But Ima take your girl Ima take your girl And her girls and they girls Comin with me yeah, talkin one on three yeah They aint playin no D yeah Thats cause they playin for me yeah Just as long as we know whats good on both ends Im loving ya like Im ya man though we just friends If ya shy come see me for ya comfortin I got a comfortable suite at the Comfort Inn I tell her I dont own a boat baby but I can float And I dont own a plane but theres a mary jane and we can float Your man aint worrying about whats going on over here You could get penalized the way you blowin below the rear Now this game like a analog I dont sweat cause it show how fake you are She stressin, ya she testin ya, she just tryin to see what kinda level ya on You dont make it bounce like a basketball, you aint even get no ass at all Now you sittin at the club trying to laugh it off, she done found her mid glam boy You messin up, you messed up, wasnt easy to clean your Mess up She found me and I blessed her, I applied to her pressure She call me a professor, I went gave her her lecture I bet she says Im better, than her man was ever Shawty got a man, but I got a plan Look, homie, I aint trying to force your hand But Ima take your girl Ima take your girl And I can tell you, she wants me She wants me, she wants me, she wants me And yes I want her too Ima take your girl6Embed

1Xtra Freestyle Lyrics Who else really trying to mess with Hollywood Cole Im with Marley G though Treating Birmingham just like my Hollywood shows Im trying to tell you something that you probably should know This that Slum Dog Millionaire Bollywood flow and uh My real friends never hearing from me Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me Thats why I pick and choose, I dont get shit confused I got a small circle, Im not with different crews We walk the same path, but got on different shoes Live in the same building, but we got different views I got a couple cars, I never get to lose Dont like my women single, I like my chicks in twos And these days all the girls are down to roll We hit the strip club, and all them girls find a pole I live fast die young, never take it slow Tell your girl to tell a friend that its time to go And tell me todays weather I know they say they good, but trust me Im better I sound like the coldest Miami night ever Im cold but still hot you cant decide on a sweater Really its whatever I am murdering and this is so amusing If theyre a sight to see then I am an illusion I tell you Im the man baby what is the confusion And if they still sleeping on me, someone hit the snooze then And keep sleeping while I sell a couple million Im headed for the moon, I aint bout to hit the ceiling Im about to hit the club, women tell me Im appealing But fuck what they say let me tell you how Im feeling Im drinking These London street lamps got a real glow Dizzy playing driving fast but it feels slow And ask your man, he a hater, baby, he dont know I could kick a punt and turn that shit into a field goal This here was meant to get buried I got a lot of things, I mention those barely I aint lying to the kids like the dentist aint scary Im what Lebron was to Saint Vincent, Saint Marry But I aint playing high school games Pullin McLarence through a McDonalds drive through lane Im to fly, I keep it hip hop like Afu-Ra Baby girl on that Mclaren You gotta lift the doors Blades chopping through the city streets, liquid swords I do it better than the best could You know what it is, Drake and Tim Westwood13Embed

Lose My Mind Lyrics Lets get it shawty Oh this that shit right here nigga Whats up Yeah, whats up nigga Yo, yo, nigga 103 Yo, you know when this shit drop in the club nigga Yo, yo, lets go Lets go Why yall trip? Im just fine 12:45 , bout that time Couldnt get it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank , lose my mind This shit crazy , way too bad Rosé, babe, waste two stacks Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine Cant spell sober, lost my mind Im hearing voices in my head, think Im schizophrenic I swear they saying, Lets get it, from another planet Thirty-six a thousand times, Im doing somersaults Do it right, and you can live your whole summer raw Im out my mind, yeah, a nigga seeing double, yall Tell me, whats the chance of Jizzle fucking both of yall? She said, Long as we can do it with your ice on If thats the case, we might as well leave the lights on Im out my mind, just blew a thousand Swisher Sweets In my black-and-orange Charger: call it Trick or Treat It aint nothing to a boss: my goons got goons House stupid-dumb-big: my rooms got rooms Why yall trip? Im just fine 12:45 , bout that time Couldnt get it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank , lose my mind This shit crazy , way too bad Rosé, babe, waste two stacks Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine Cant spell sober, lost my mind Do I love these hoes? Mmm, kinda-sorta I got em drinking Sangria like its fucking water Some Miami women, tanlines showing And they really bout whatever, shit is mind-blowing Fuck what they talk, do what I say Bust it open, girl, and send it my way You say you like it like that, I think I like it, too Half a million in a week, its only right I do All-seeing eye—my, I seen it all I talk a lot of shit, I swear I mean it all, yeah One-oh-three And both fingers to the haters tryna front on me, ahh! Why yall trip? Im just fine 12:45 , bout that time Couldnt get it all week, time to unwind Drink like a tank , lose my mind This shit crazy , way too bad Rosé, babe, waste two stacks Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine Cant spell sober, lost my mind Drop the top, no bra, got the titties out Mention my name and bring the whole city out Doing what I do best: d-boy stuntin New car, old money, d-boy stuntin Step in cleaner than a new Glock-40 My nickname in the A: Strapped-Up Shawty You know my nerves bad, trigger like a toothpick Line wrapped around the corner, boy, too big G-Code, black shades and my black chains Look, you wouldnt understand, its a black thing You know we drink that Rosé til we black out Wake up, drink some more, pass back out Why yall trippin Im just fine 12:45, bout that time Been at it all week, time to unwind Drink like tank, lose my mind This shit crazy, way too packed Rose baby, waste two stacks Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine Cant spell sober, lost my mind Whats up nigga Yo, yo, nigga 103 Yo, yo, nigga 103 Yo, yo, lets go Lets go1Embed

Still Drake Lyrics Still... Whipping the chevy, still getting my tipped licked When Im ready I still fall off intheparty like confetti Its still mad rappers, D. Dot Angelettis Still just as skinny as you met me Still keep it real, never will let another disrespect me For real, til deep in peace they rest me Still smoke cess cause I swear that they stress me And when Im home a lot, keep the chrome a lot Cause even when Im home Im knowin there aint a lot of dudes That dont like the fact Im blowin Like some running shoes on the track Im goin Tell these other dudes they slack Im sewin Dont get hemmed up, I think Timmed up Cause in my mind its the winter time all the time Im a grind Tell em Im a rhyme, told em that this sing got me signed Try to put me in a box I will not stay there And if I fall I will not lay there Grown man, this is not daycare A big boy game, they do not play fair But I still keep it trill and I got this chair Still uncomfortable if cops is there My fam still dysfunctional, we not repaired Still got rhymes out the asshole Still wonder why are they mad for Cause Im in the hood like the crack-ho diesel Ask yo people, Trey still do it for the people Ride with some inter straps your whole fucking car is illegal Still pick good over evil Still play the Jesus and its wild cause Im still sinning Addiction still weed-puffin, giving it to women Its still my brain ready to bust up out my skull To the mic, cause my mouth to be saying shit right They saying shit like, I dont be killing it You niggas is ridiculous, eat a dick or some syphilis Die slow, still I done sucked it up Drake tell em what the fuck is up I used to cut the porch lights on And now I cut the Porsche lights on Just to let em know their foresights wrong Where this nigga going with that obscure ice on He a lame, Im tryna get my mature life on I asked what happen, or whats hattenin, hattenin Hop up out the passenger and help me back the phantom in Damn, I never got to use that in a convo Never got the chance to put you back in a condo And, and, it couldnt be more true I always meant to get you that villa in Corfu Women I pass off, and money I tore through Now all I really need is the number before 2 Is it over, tell me it isnt over They told me it was easy as I get a little older, yeah right And this is what my life outro sound like Even though Dre did it this shit dont sound right I was, born to do it, born to make bomb music I flow tight like I was born Jewish Well, actually I was born Jewish I guess at this point you could say I was born foolish Yea, what about the grammys and the bubbly What about all my fans that be loving me, I Used to chill in them spots where the trouble be But never ended up in that menage at the Double Tree What about that girl Rita down in Basque In L.A Swear I would of never cheated on your ass But you aint give me yo number cause them niggas got to fighting Situation got me thinking and thats when I got to writing, hmm... Change these hundreds for me cashier Cause I aint made it but Im better off than last year, yeah And what it look like hun I never got to make it rain but it look like fun And, uh, a king is what Im fit to be I dont get these niggas, they a mystery I mean they talk so quiet as if it its private And they dont ever bring that shit to me, but Man I aint live life so wrong I said fuck a couple dudes, cause I aint like yo song Least let me tell you why Im this way Hold on...8Embed

Unusual Lyrics Now I wouldnt be me if I aint get a little nasty Na na-na na na na na na Na na-na na na na na na Na na-na na na na na na They say all I talk about is sex How bout we just move over and do it where we at How bout you just lift that skirt up ooh, we can be bad That place that ain’t been touched, I’m feeling on it Ill let you sit through, keep spinning on it, girl Giddy up, get it up, take me on a ride to ecstasy You don’t wanna bump bump then take a nap You just wanna bump bump bring right back Watch me Ima heat it up, beat it up, oooh Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual I can give you more than the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual, unusual, unusual Im not coming with the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual I wanna do the freaky things you never do What if we get it while your friends was in the room? Is that too hot for ya? Dont you feel bad, let em feel sexy We can make a sex room wherever we go Take it to the restroom, they ain’t gotta know no Watch me heat it up, beat it up, wo hey Do you hear me girl? Watch me heat it up, beat it up, wooh Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual I can give you more than the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual, unusual, unusual Im not coming with the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual Restaurant, check Cinema, check On the hood, check Of the car Counter top, check Balcony, check In the jet, check On the beach, leggo This that other shit, you know you ask for it I might just send you some money to getcha passport So you can come to me city, I’ll take you all over And hit you on the balcony, just don’t fall over Send me a picture baby, you know I’d never leak it I know you got somethin recent, for someone decent Why you laughing out loud? I’m serious Bring your girl if you a little bi-curious Please, please no storytellin to others I promise you gon love it, I would never let you down Feel like I might of perfected, all the things that you’ve expected And you gon know it when you bring your ass around Motherfucker, oh Know you’re tired of the usual, usual, usual I can give you more than the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual, unusual, unusual Im not coming with the usual Not your regular, tell you what, let me touch You gon feel something unusual Get it all different kind of ways All different places Look at the many love faces you making But can you take it, oh4Embed

Whatcha Say Lyrics Ugh, thinkin out loud I must have a quarter million on me right now Hard to make a song bout somethin other than the money Two things Im about are talkin blunt and stayin blunted Pretty women are you here? Are you here right now, huh? We should all just disappear right now Look, youre gettin all your friends and youre gettin in the car And youre comin to the house, are we clear right now, huh? You seem to flee to all the new things Cop cars with the loose change All white like I move things Niggas see me rolling and their mood change Like a muthafucka New flow, I got a dozen of em I dont trust you, youre an undercover I could probably make some stepsisters fuck each other, whew Talkin filets with the truffle butter Fresh sheets and towels, man she gotta love it Yeah, they all get what they desire from it What? Tell them niggas we aint hidin from it Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Real niggas all day, all day what Whew, this the king from under They say to bet against the odds but I like even numbers The kid, Im all up at the cribbo, fuckin on a bad bitch Ass like a hippo, leavin bitches crippled Read the bitch MO, play it like a demo Trickin when ya got it really is a n-o But Im just really stickin how I feel right now huh Niggas cant stand real right now, huh? Cant see me, invisible Make ya bitch need the kid, feinin like its critical Rappers try to see me, feelin so invisible Niggas wanna be me, bout to get it physical, aint stoppin Clock stop it, pop lock it Stock option, cock block it, Glock cock it To take a shot, girl your genitals Got me goin in with only 60 minute intervals You know you bad Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Real n all day, all day what Oh, its the 8th wonder Wonder how I keep comin with the Bay number Yeah, I play the money, I play it off cause you aint had a lot She gon say Im cocky, told her You know that I get that a lot Codeine, like a night game The rave cocaine came with a scale mane Trynna be the only one, thats a long race Ill call you Billie Jean, but what would Mike say? In L.A, in L.A, in L.A We in the mansion, all day MIA, all the girls with it Late night, they say Dont stop, get it, get it 8 mil for the new home See the gold car, she like Raw home No shades Ill bring it to ya face nigga Like whatcha say, whatcha say, nigga Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Whatcha say huh? Real n all day, all day what16Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 30 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Shawty Lo - Got Em 4 the Lo ft. Gucci Mane and Stuntman Fabolous - To The Sky ft. 070 Shake The Weeknd - Starboy ft. Daft Punk Novelist - New Path SAFE - Double Up 24hrs - Not Impressed ft. Gucci Mane Big Lean - Stamina PARTYNEXTDOOR - Only U PARTYNEXTDOOR - Only U ft. Popcaan Popcaan - Gwan Big up Urself Roy Woods - Gwan Big up Urself Burna Boy - Pree Me PARTYNEXTDOOR - Not Nice Nineteen85 Set: 85Mix Drake - Too Good ft. Rihanna PARTYNEXTDOOR - Brown Skin Alicia Keys - In Common ft. Kanye West and Travis Scott Drake - With You ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR PARTYNEXTDOOR - Not Nice Kyla & Crazy Cousinz - Do You Mind Drake - One Dance ft. Aaliyah Drake - One Dance ft. Kyla and Wizkid DJ Khaled - For Free ft. Drake Too $hort - Blow the Whistle Kamaiyah - How Does It Feel Drake - The Motto ft. Lil Wayne Michael Jackson - You Rock My World Drake - The Motto ft. Lil Wayne Kanye West - Fade ft. Post Malone and Ty Dolla $ign Frank Ocean - Godspeed Dvsn - Godspeed ft. Frank Ocean Young Thug - Kanye West ft. Wyclef Jean Gyptian - Hold Yuh Drake - Controlla Roy Woods - Gwan Big up Urself Rihanna - Work ft. Drake PARTYNEXTDOOR - Only U Drake - Childs Play Kamaiyah - Come Back Drake - Ignant Shit ft. Lil Wayne Teena Marie - Ooo La La La DJ Khaled - Nas Album Done ft. Nas Drake - Legend Ginuwine - So Anxious Dvsn - Too Deep Drake - Faithful ft. Pimp C and dvsn Kodak Black - No Flockin DJ Esco - Too Much Sauce ft. Future and Lil Uzi Vert D.R.A.M. - Broccoli ft. Lil Yachty A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie - My Shit 21 Savage & Metro Boomin - X ft. Future Curtis Mayfield - Never Say You Cant Survive Dvsn - Dear Summer Sixteen Jordan Ullman Set Kool & The Gang - Summer Madness Drake - Childs Play 504 Boys - I Can Tell Frank Ocan - Nikes The Notorious B.I.G. - Skys The Limit ft. 112 Majid Jordan - King City Mr Eazi - Skin Tight ft. Efya Majid Jordan - Pacifico Malcolm McLaren - Worlds Famous Aventura - Un Beso &ME - Red Flag Gloria Estefan & Miami Sound Machine - Rhythm Is Gonna Get You Majid Jordan - Free 5Embed

Fancy Lyrics Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Oh you fancy huh Nails done, hair done, every thing big Nails done, hair done, everything big You gettin ready so I know we gon be here awhile In the bathroom flat irons and nail files Spendin hours in salons on your hairstyle In the mall steady racking up the air miles Hit the gym, step on the scales, stare at the number You say you droppin 10 pounds preparin for summer And you don’t do it for the man, men never notice You just do it for yourself, you’re the fuckin coldest Intelligent too, ooh you’re my sweetheart I’ve always liked my women book and street smart Long as they got a little class like half days And the confidence to overlook my past ways Time heals all and heels hurt to walk in But they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in And look, I really think that nobody does it better I love the way you put it together She got it all together She dont need to help none She got her own paper She dont need you to taker her On a shopping spreee My girl is fancy, fly and free For some Gucci, huh For some Louis huh She got the best of everything You can never report a fancy girl like me Atlanta girls, let me see your hands Wave em at them bitches hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let em know that everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my NY girls, let me see your hands Wave em at them bitches hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let em know that everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my LA girls, let me see your hands Wave em at them bitches hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let em know everything big Nails done hair done, everything big And my TO girls, let me see your hands Wave em at them bitches hating on you with their friends Girl you got it, let em know everything big Nails done hair done, nails done hair done Say go Cinderella, go Cinderella Orgasm blush, lipstick and concealer Devil in a tight dress, girl you a killer And aint nobody realer, and aint nobody realer, go Uh, 5 and a half in boys, ass is off the hook Cinderella bout to lose the glass off her foot And when I find it is when I find you And we can do the things we never got the time to Better late than never but never late is better They tell me time is money, well we’ll spend it together I’m down for whatever, you just lead the way We go to dinner you don’t even look at me to pay Mature women with more than me were the first to tempt me And Jason had this girl Tammy with a purple Bentley How she got it I aint never get to ask I just knew that she was fine like a ticket on the dash Yeah, but shout out to the homeowners The girls that got diplomas and enough money to loan us A little something extra, should we ever need it If it sounds like you, then let me hear you repeat it 5Embed

Money in the Bank Lyrics Money in the bank now Money in the bank now Do doo do do do do Do do do doo do do do Yea Money in the bank now cha ching Money in the bank now Do doo do do do do Do do do doo do do do Locked up cause a nigga didnt tell Real niggas never took the deal like Chappelle Warden tripping cause I treat the jail like a hotel My celly tripping cause I got a cellie in my cell Ringing like a telethon Like a marathon First single got me banned from America I need to call up Farrakhan When they let me through I swear its on This aint old money this that new new Imma catch you niggas when I choose to Sliding down your block just to shoot you Like do doo do do do do Yea Money in the bank now cha ching Money in the bank now Do doo do do do do Do do do doo do do do Bah, bah, woo, yea Give me the pack You know Im moving dat Never turn my back I aint with all of that I go do a hit and then start walking back Dont live far away from where I dropped him at But I got a zipper where my 9 goes My lawyer and the judge are playing 9 holes Got some new chains just to stun you haters Bakaveli, I want all the paper This aint old money this that new new Imma catch you niggas when I choose to Sliding down your block just to shoot youuu Like do doo do do do do Yea Money in the bank now cha ching Money in the bank now Do doo do do do do Do do do doo do do do Yea Yea Money in the bank now Money in the bank now Do doo do do do do Do do do doo do do do Woo Beat continues3Embed

London Tour Freestyle Lyrics Man, fuck it I was on though And I thought I found the girl of my dreams at the strip club Uh, uh, fuck it I was wrong though Shout out to all my niggas living tax free Nowadays it’s six figures when they tax me Oh well, guess you lose some and win some Long as the outcome is income You know I want it all and then some Shout to all my Asian girls, Dim Sum Shots came I don’t know where they descend from Probably some bad hoes, I’m bout to take your hemp from Yeah, you know me well, nigga I mean you aint the only the real nigga They got me on these white women like Seal, nigga Slave to the pussy, but I’m just playing the field, nigga Are these people really discussing my career again? Asking about me going platinum in a year again Don’t I got that shit the world, wanna hear again? Don’t Michael Jordan still got his hoop earring in? Man all of your flows just bore me, paint drying I’m never tripping over anything that aint mine I’m hearing the shit that you say through the grape vine But jealousy is just love and hate at the same time It’s been that way from the beginning I just been playing I didnt notice I was winning And this is the only sound you should fear And the kids wearing crowns over here and everything is alrightEmbed

All This Love Lyrics Southern Smoke This another one from your boy V-O Im gon tell the people, that we locking this down This another one from your boy V-O Im gon tell the people, that we locking this down I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know I dont deserve, all this Love I cant believe that its just really you and me, and I know I cant contain myself, all this Love Girl, Ive been thinking about the way, that you love me every day And I want to know, if You Feel The Same Way Because Im in and out of town, thats just how I gots to get down But you understand, thats why Im your man I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know I dont deserve, All this Love I cant believe that its just really you and me, and I know I cant contain myself, All this Love Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah They say he wanted the bounce back I can easily make them admit that the bounce back Without knowing exactly where my accounts at Yeah, you best believe That I often tend to surpass what the rest achieve So, they dont like me They throw parties, and yet they never invite me I cant lie, sometime it bother me slightly Either way the true fans yell I appear calm, and its obvious of who cant tell And no, this aint Blu Cantrell This is like perfection, though we both got the light complexion Couple things I do damn well And the way that I Jack son, you figure Drake knew Sam L Im for real though Im from Memphis, Im often labeled as Trill so They stay kicking it with me like a field goal See Im humble, but I live fame For more deals on the table than abridge game, ah I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know I dont deserve, All this Love I cant believe that its just really you and me, and I know I cant contain myself, All this Love Even when the sun dont shine, I know youre my sunshine And even if the sun outside, we can anything baby I need to feel you next to me, You want to feel me next to you We can do anything you want to do Tell Me the Next Morn Baby!!! I never dreamed that you would be so good to me and I know I dont deserve, All this Love I cant believe that its just really you and me, and I know I cant contain myself, All this Love 5Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 8 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Alina Baraz & Galimatias - Can I Ray J - One Wish Burial - Archangel Majid Jordan - A Place Like This Usher - Climax Justin Bieber & Selena Gomez - Untitled WSTRN - In2 Jahkoy - Hold Your Hand Young Thug - Best Friend Nineteen85 Set: Roy Wood$ - Get You Good Michael Jackson - Dirty Diana UGK - Intl Players Anthem ft. Outkast The Diplomats - I Really Mean It Jay Z - Feelin It Drake - Too Much Drake - Tuscan Leather Dvsn - The Line Majid Jordan - My Love Justin Timberlake - My Love R. Kelly - My Story ft. 2 Chainz Jahkoy - Hold My Hand Maya Jane Coles - What They Say Nicki Minaj - Truffle Butter ft. Drake & Lil Wayne Drake - Hold On, Were Going Home Dvsn - With Me Blood Orange - Chamakay Drake - Jodeci’s Back ft. K-Ci & JoJo The Weeknd - Losers ft. Labrinth Freeway - What We Do Kanye West - Say You Will Drake - Say Whats Real Drake - Hotline Bling Erykah Badu - Hotline Bling Sam Smith - Hotline Bling PARTYNEXTDOOR - West District Drake - 0 to 100 / The Catch Up Illangelo Set: Siouxsie and the Banshees - Happy House The Weeknd - House Of Balloons Massive Attack - Angel / The Weeknd - Wicked Games The Weeknd - Coming Down The Weeknd - Thursday Burial - Kindred The Weeknd - The Zone ft. Drake The Weeknd - Gone April March - Laisse tomber les filles Jamie xx - Gosh vs. The Weeknd - Initiation vs. Jamie xx & Gil Scott-Heron - NY Is Killing Me The Weeknd - Outside The Weeknd - Till Dawn Daley - Time Travel Rochelle Jordan - What The Fuss Movement - Like Lust Majid Jordan - My Love ft. Drake Drake - Hotline Bling The Weeknd - The Hills ft. Nicki Minaj The Weeknd - Prisoner ft. Lana Del Rey6Embed

Recognize Lyrics She done let a real one in, she done let a real one in Im that nigga and I got bitches, Im that nigga and I got bitches Im that nigga and I got bitches, Im that nigga... I want you, I want you..to give me love all the time when I see you Better get in line when I see you I really want you, you, you, Singing songs for you, you, you Brown-skin got you new, new do, even look like Kelly Rowland too I be stuntin out in M.I.A, on the block where your boyfriend aint Sorry if the boy is smellin like the bank, but I been running thru a check all day All these bitches know that Im your nigga, really hate it for your past old niggas Cause I dont care about one nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four nigga I dont give a fuck about your nigga, girl I.. Know some east side girls thats still in love with me Know some west side girls who lovin FYB oohhh I cant get you out of my head cause youre all I hear.. Were gonna fuck in your city when I get there, my flight delayed Lets plan something out when I get back from Stunna house Swear I cant wait till you feel it girl Ima show you all the shit a nigga be singing bout I gotta put you on papers, cause I dont smoke swishers Im glad you reminded me baby You really aint left my mind and its crazy Touching yourself to my music though, all in the videos, wanna fuck and your covers blown How I talked you into sending me that snap Ill never know, fuck it shit we bought whatever though Yeaahh, I guess thats proof for ya Could name a lot of things another nigga wont doooo for youuuu Im that nigga and I got bitches, Im that nigga and I got bitches Im that nigga and I got bitches, Im that nigga... I want you, I want you..to give me love all the time when I see you Better get in line when I see you I really want you, you, you, Singing songs for you, you, you Brown-skin got you new, new do, even look like Kelly Rowland too I be stuntin out in M.I.A, on the block where your boyfriend aint Sorry if the boy is smellin like the bank, but I been running thru a check all day All these bitches know that Im your nigga, really hate it for your past old niggas Cause I dont care about one nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four nigga I dont give a fuck about your nigga, girl I.. Are you really bout that action, are you really bout that action Pussy wetter than a fountain I can do a lot of shit any other nigga wont do for you Ill do for you Love it when I get it on the top, thats the only place we go I be pulling on your hair like Rapunzel Patron keep a young nigga taller than Matumbo I know I keep feeling on you, cause I know thats what you crave Every time I put it on you, I make that bad pussy behave, whats poppin? The money is solid the marker?], Im Jacquees so fuck it And Stunna just told me that my check will be in the mail bitch on Monday We gone grow older, and older and older with the money She gone go and get her a rich nigga, she done fell in love with a rich nigga I want you to give me love all the time when I see you Better get in line when I see you I really want you, you, you Singing songs for you, you, you Brown-skin got you new, new do Even look like Kelly Rowland too I be stuntin out in M.I.A On the block where your boyfriend aint Sorry if the boy is smellin like the bank But I been running thru a check all day All these bitches know that Im your nigga Really hate it for your past old niggas Cause I dont care about one nigga, two nigga, three nigga, four nigga I dont give a fuck about your nigga, girl I..6Embed

Used To Lyrics Boys, now listen, we got more motherfuckin TV screens On the outside the damn tour bus than on that motherfucker Boys playin PlayStation We come through motherfuckin hang gliding Off motherfuckin Versace skyscrapers I dont get it, what more can you ask for? Yeah—sound, sound, sound Yeah, real 6 side shit Sickos, ah man Yeah, when you get to where Im at You gotta remind em where the fuck you at Every time they talkin, its behind your back Gotta learn to line em up and then attack They gon say your name on them airwaves They gon hit you up right after like its only rap Jewels look like I found a motherfuckin treasure map And aint told no one where the fuck its at Shout out to the Gs from the ends We dont love no girls from the ends Im gon hit em with the wham once again Ima always end up as a man in the end, dog Its just apparent every year Only see the truth when Im staring in the mirror Lookin at myself like, there it is there Yeah, like there it is there man, whoo! I aint tryna chance it, I be with the bands Like a nigga went to Jackson State or Grambling Young Nick Cannon with the snare drum, dancin Watch the way I handle it, uh Bring it to the bedroom, you know that shit is candle lit She know Im the man with it, uh With the bands like I mustve went to Clark, went to Hampton I aint playin with it I aint felt the pressure in a little while Its gonna take some getting used to Floatin all through the city with the windows down Puttin on like I used to They never told me when you get the crown Its gon take some getting used to New friends all in their old feelings now They dont love you like they used to, man When you get to where the fuck Im at You gotta remind em about where you been About all of the money that done came and went About the two cents I aint never spent When they say youre too famous to pack a gat I gotta remind em about where Im from Not about where Im going, about where Ive gone Stepping on a Swisher roach like a stepping stone Goin at a nigga throat like a herringbone Boy, do I smell beef? Mmmm, pheromones Got a fuckin halo over my devil horns Trap pumpin all night like Chevron Suck a nigga dick for a iPhone 6 Fuck my nigga Terry for a new Blackberry You can get buried for a ounce of Katy Perry I was only five, but still remember the drought in 87 Lord, tell em bitches I aint got no times to play games with em I aint got no time Tell her that I love her and I hate her in the same sentence Im fuckin her mind I got, mind control over Deebo Parmesan my panino Promethazine over pinot And when my bloods start shootin thats B-roll, bitch I aint felt the pressure in a little while Its gonna take some getting used to Floatin all through the city with the windows down Puttin on like I used to, yeah They never told me when you get the crown Its gon take some getting used to New friends all in their old feelings now They dont love you like they used to, man Yeah, they dont love you like they used to In the city with the- windows down Like I used to, yeah Like I Take some to getting used to Man, they dont love you like they used to, man And Im so sorry Lets just let bygones be bygones, okay? Lets just go ahead and just let bygones be bygones I pull up lookin like a damn cyborg, weighin 224 Oh man, these boys dont even understand Listen when you see OVO Jodi pull up on the scene with Drake For goodness sakes, well for goodness sakes You see this mixtape you listenin to? This an album Yea, we could have, we could have sold it to you for 17.99 Or 29.99 with the shirt, buy it at the Target These motherfuckers trippin so hard I had to look down and double check cause I thought they had their shoes tied together—motherfuckers got they shoes tied together What more could you ask for? Boys harassing me with these questions How about this? How about dont ask me no more motherfucking questions? We aint doing no interview!1Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 2 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Future - Show Money ft. Young Scooter Future - Blow a Bag Sly Glizzy - Head Huncho ft. Quavo and Offset Rowdy Rebel - Kevin Durant Kodak Black - Shoulda Woulda Rico Richie- Poppin Mo-G & SmokeDawg - Still SAFE - Hang ft. SmokeDawg Roy Woods - Get You Good Amir Obè - Just Know PARTYNEXTDOOR - No Feelings ft. Travis Scott Future - Thought It Was A Drought Chief Keef - iCarly Rich The Kid - Where The Cash At? Future - Freak Hoe Kodak Black - No Flocking Drake Set S.A.S. - Who Is You Kiddin’ ft. Skooly Cashy - Playa Pimpin Lais - For You ft. Skizzy Marz Drake - Charged Up [NEW Drake - Hotline Bling Drake - Right Hand 40 Set Nas - Street Dreams Aaliyah - Heartbroken Drake - Shut It Down ft. The-Dream Mariah Carey - Underneath The Stars Waldeck - Children of the Ghetto Faze-O - Riding High OC’s - Outtro Drake - A Night Off ft. Lloyd DMX - How’s It Goin’ Down Drake - Stunt On You Aaliyah - One In A Million Santogold - Unstoppable Majid Jordan - U ILoveMakonnen - Doubted ft. Key! Group Home - Up Against The Wall Goapele - Closer PARTYNEXTDOOR - Break From Toronto Drake - Something Aaliyah - Choosey Lover Memphis Bleek - Dear Summer ft. JAY Z Kool G. Rap - Fast Life Junior MAFIA - Get Money1Embed

Yesterday Lyrics Yeah Yeah, yeah Oh, oh Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus, shouldnt have been so beautiful Dont know why I gave my heart, gave my trust Gave everything, you think that if I had the chance To do it over again Id do something different, make better decisions Save me from my ignorance But I keep making the same mistakes before I I see the danger but I go forward Im sitting here tryna keep my composure Knowing inside Im broken and tore up She got me gone, Im on her like a drug I try to go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head, vivid as a picture I wanna be clean but I cant get rid of her Uh, give my all, you take it from me And dont even replace it for me I wish youd just fake it for me I wish I can make you love me more You cant tell I fucks with you, I needed you I thought that you understood that based on how I treated you I dont pay attention to the rumors that you feed into Know youre missin somethin, I wish I was what completed you Damn Yesterday I fell in love Today feels like my funeral I just got hit by a bus, shouldnt have been so beautiful Dont know why I gave my heart, gave my trust Gave everything, you think that if I had the chance To do it over again Id do something different, make better decisions Save me from my ignorance But I keep making the same mistakes before I I see the danger but I go forward Im sitting here tryna keep my composure Knowing inside Im broken and tore up She got me gone, Im on her like a drug I try to go but end up wanting more Stuck in my head, vivid as a picture I wanna be clean but I cant get rid of her Uh, I feel like a killer hit me The weapon was concealed initially But I felt so much pain from it You deserved to feel it with me more I feel like I beg with you, I plead with you I dont comprehend how you cant love when its so easy to I thought you could do it, I believed in the naive in you I just need to breathe, baby now I got the freedom to Shes like a drug, yeah And I dont think I can get rid of her Cause she got me in this curse And then it dawned on me I cant do nothing with her This womans worth I cant find my way out and it hurts I tried but she wont let me go She won’t let me go She wont let me go She wont let me go Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah Woah, oh, yeah, yeah1Embed

Conceited vs Dumbfoundead Lyrics Shoutout to King of the Dot and OVO one time For flying out Jet Li on a Learjet ‘cause Lil Romeo must die My last battle was Battle of the Bay 5 That was 5 years ago when I was ‘yay’ high I feel paranoid on a yay high ‘Cause with these cameras, this host, and this little pussy… Am I on Dateline? I could kill you in six seconds: I should just make Vines Let’s save time, just say “time!” He’s probably gon say some Asian shit And pull out shoguns, Peking Duck, Ching Chang Chong Wait, slow that down, did I accidentally diss you? I said pull out yo guns, peek and duck, ching chang chong That shit is easy as fuck, I don’t like to slow it down When I spit a line, I want y’all to know it now You always over-explain That shit is overly done, ain’t y’all over it yet? Ironic, the shortest motherfuckers always tryna go over your head How you that small? You look like a male Bratz doll You know I actually auditioned for Wild N Out Then I looked in the mirror and said, “That’s not what I’m about.” They had me rhyme in a Chinese accent I told em I’m from Korea town Then they asked the black guy next to me to wear a wig and a Madea gown, y’all know him as Conceited now You’re a D-list celebrity, I’d rather keep my integrity I’d make more money in my sleep while you sleep with the enemy I couldn’t have bought my condo with Con dough I got Dumb money—and that’s not a pun, dummy Now I got young money for the artist fee And you also got young money for modeling the cover of Carter 3 Look at his baby ass with his baby tats You buy your guns at Baby Gap Your first job, you babysat When you throw out punches they feel like baby daps Your favorite rapper is Baby Bash That’s not a punchline, that’s real… baby facts Listen here, Dumbfoundead Now you going against the hoodie type The gun’ll spit, give you a bunch of tips I ain’t talking about good advice Nigga you ain’t cookin me, the only thing you cook is rice Aight, which one of y’all Dumbfoundead Both of you niggas look alike So y’all finally put Dumbfoundead in front of me They say you are what you eat No wonder why this cat kept duckin me Nigga, me and this Chin shoulda been battled I woulda served ya and flamed ya Dont think that the Dot is determined to save ya ‘Cause they gave me the body I always wanted Like a personal trainer So I’ll pull up on that set you rep Get your stomach cut without doing sit-ups You better dip, it won’t work out If I spot you with the pounds that I lift up When the MACs out you ain’t doing squat Y’all better see Dumb bail when I send this Chin up This kid Dumb is the worst dressed in battle rap history I mean I hate your shoes, b You only roll in somethin fresh when you makin sushi And what you wear doesn’t match Like the lips and words in Asian movies Y’all move y’all mouths a million times for just one word And it still be off—why? They be like, “...........Hi.” The sound effects never on time either It’s either like kshch or huhhuhkpshpsh But try that kung fu shit with me, I’ma grip the 8 You don’t want me to cook your noodle Well, get low, mane, like what’s on your dinner plates Don’t believe anything this ninja say Or one word he spit today ‘Cause just like your YouTube clip We know everything you kickin fake This nigga’s name is Jonathan Park That’s not a punchline, that’s real facts! No cab when you see an arm wave You can get hit with the knife But a toastll spread when I give Park, K’s I’ll show up at your front door with a large 8 Right where John stay, it’ll be lookin like Monopoly ‘Cause I got the metal piece at Park place You will get wet—grab a poncho, nigga! I point with the 9 like Rondo, nigga And you gonna hear a lot of steel like I’m a Toronto nigga How you say that kick video was fake? That shit was real It’s as real as you grip the steel If I can’t kick it, yo, your bitches will Theres perks to being short, I don’t care what y’all think When you got small feet, you can get the Jordans all cheap When you order a shot at the bar, that’s a tall drink He got three hot tubs at the crib, all sinks I know these short jokes are getting old But I ain’t even gotta use those They’re just starting to grow on me, but you won’t So I had some of my North Korean homies hack into your emails I found some very interesting details Keywords like latex, shaved legs, jpegs of Taye Diggs All types of gay shit But I know you ain’t gay, ‘cause you into Asians But yours look like cavemen I stay with a bad bitch, what you think is a dime is maybe, ehhh, 6 Like, if you went to a Thai whore house They be last pick and have dicks I get the top hoes at the Brothel You couldn’t reach the top row at a Costco’s It’s impossible, you’re hella short You, Emmanuel Louis, Gary Coleman, Martin Lawrence Lil Bow Wow, Big Bow Wow, and Kevin Hart Black Hollywood’s seven dwarves A bunch of midgets in the woods living large You seem all tough in Hollywood But it’s all an act in the end like Bollywood When I’m talking K pop, I ain’t talking Gangnam Style I’m talking Gangland files In L.A. words can get you killed like a hangman round Lately the battle scene has gotten Iggy Azalea But I ain’t talking black and white I’m talking make-believe and actual life Hear how you glorifying guns and probly gon have a blast tonight There’s some kid in every major city in America who’s gon get blast tonight You have imaginary guns Some people have mandatory ones I seen them Wild N Out reruns of you rapping having fun The homie died the other day, the news ain’t ran the story once Sometimes I think we both forget that we both sell rhymes But hook us up to a polygraph, bet I won’t fail mine With your folktales of dope sales, ain’t no shells flyin ‘Cause real rounds don’t end when the host yells Time! You and your whole Asian gang, I’ll just use one fist to hit ya I’ll put my right hand on that yellow circle: that’s Twister, nigga Double deuce-deuces with these little blickers I’ll grip the trigger, you could get shot down by the twins More than Roger in Sister Sister I’m quick to grip a Wesson or a 12 I’ll let the weapon give you hell Just like your fortune cookies you can get the message from a shell You cuff your bitch like she in jail, but she give me mad choch Yeah, you’re part of the Swim Team, I give her back strokes She give me fast throat, and do good when she south Since she eat with chopsticks, she should be used to having some wood in her mouth But she has the flattest ass and chest I have ever seen Shes such a small skeezer If I was you I wouldn’t be wrestling to hit that raw neither I mean shes from China, why would you take her? No matter what she rock, nothing big shows From any angle that John seen her This large nina make sure your nephew and niece are slaughtered And your aunt may find your uncle been killed like Peter Parker Nigga, the clip will be on your head, you don’t need a barber And that shit will “BOW!” like you when you greet your father I’ll kick in his door, walk in his home Start wavin like I’m finna go When I’m lickin ain’t no envelope I’ma hit your sensei, your grandfather, I’ma kill your folks I’ma bring the Maggie to that yellow family like the Simpsons show Y’all niggas know I’m gonna sling him Them 9’s I’ma bring him And I bring the war to Park like Wild Water Kingdom I’m bringin the heavy can Any problems, I’ll let the semi blam If things go south, Park, soon as you walk I’ll Make sure you get caught, man, how can he stand? Y’all catch that? Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, Stan? Man, that’s why this chinky hates me If it’s problems I’ll get the shit jumpin like Mr. Hanky Now lastly they told me By the looks of his eyes he might be sleepin on you So I better come with it, I should be scared of his freestyles And be horrified of Dumbs writtens Had me like, “Shit, in this battle, Dumbfoundead gonna cook and eat me…” nah, just kiddin SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST DISSED YOU! I said, Dumbfoundead gonna cook and eat me? Nah, just kittens HAHH!!! I’m opening up for Pat Stay and Charron, shake my head I started this nerdy shit, this the motherfuckin thanks I get? I get the club going up like iLoveMakonnen You get in the club droppin names like, “I’m with Nick Cannon.” He rocks expensive shit and licks his lips, LL Cool J over here Difference is you’ve been rappin about dudes your whole career By the way, what’s all that shit on your neck? What’s all that shit mean? Oh, I get it, we all make mistakes when we’re fifteen This is where me, Tunechi and Wiz link We got grown-man tats, lil tyger, that shit is kid ink How much work could they done on you? Matter of fact, that’s the only time you’ve had a gun on you Ratatatat butterflies on your back And some Chinese letters that don’t mean jack Every battle you do is a short film Oh, you got unlimited ammo? Does that mean I could have force fields? Does that mean I could have orcs, swords, shields A giant hammer that Thor wields? Does that mean I could have orbs, pills Potions to level up more skill? Just ‘cause you talk about guns doesn’t make it more real You’re a dork still! While you and your crew were playin Gangster: The Gathering I went on a couple dates with your family Met his mama on Tinder, thought we had something special I leaned in to kiss her She said “SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST MET YOU!” So I holla’d at his auntie, real polite, real respectful I thought she’d want me But she said: “SLOW IT DOWN! THAT’S MY NEPHEW! My last resort was his sister, I knew I’d be successful I was like, all aggressive with it, like, “Let me hit it!” She said: “SLOW IT DOWN! I’MA LET YOU!” It’s funny how you think Organik is your friend But he’s just exploiting you, he’s like Nick Cannon at the end Yo, but after this, I may never have to battle rap again But you, you’ll be back up here again Battling with him, battling with them Battling with enemies, battling with friends Wait, what’s your name, sir? Jim? You’ll be battling with Jim! For you, it’s a never-ending battle and the battle never ends The end. We was supposed to battle 2009 in Grind Time With the bars you ran, so what we need relay for? You was pissed, I was buzzin If we battled, you would be a corpse So that shows I been made John mad in ’09 like EA Sports I mean I thought you would sign a deal You mad ‘cause my views are climbin mills? I know that shit was drivin him crazy Like when you behind the wheel I shoot and fire steel that’ll pop at ya And I light 8 sticks like it’s Hanukkah Just to get you capped like a yarmulke That erase this mark like a swastika I load and flash steel: that’s photographers And the can it’ll cap it all like Ottawa Yo, I’m boxin ya, if we brawl up in this place You’ll get knuckles all up in ya face And your head be knocked-off like the Jordans that y’all make So y’all go and gave me this Chino in TO Who eats soup named miso, and he’s called a hero? Nigga, I will take every dollar you got if your gwap got zeroes Like that movie they was shooting, Heat Al Pacino’s in the cast and Rob De Niro SLOW IT DOWN! I JUST DISSED YOU! I said we’re shooting heat I’ll put Chinos in a cast and rob dinero You take this Asian pride shit so far Your favorite battle rapper is probably Math I mean there’s nothin left to talk bout You’re so Asian, when you get hungry, you argue with your girl on purpose so she can put you in the dog house You take this Asian pride shit so far, you probably love Ryu And your second favorite battle rappers Tsu Surf ‘Cause he puts his rhymes in subtitles I should let the snub light you right now You’ll let the pipe blaow? Nigga, pipe down! You ain’t got the Magnum for protection to pop Con, Dumb It’s not in your lifestyle I need you to tell me right now Why do you use “R’s” instead of “L’s” when you speak? He be like, “Herro! My favorite rapper is Ril Wayne.” I mean, now that’s the truth, I ain’t racist I don’t know if that’s somethin you do ‘cause you’re Asian But in this battle I’ll give you a L so you can use it in your language That Ruger get to bangin Put you in your place if you comin for Con dough Go realer with the bananas For the monkey business wherever Con go Why would you think a 9 would miss? Bullets have no name, but they still comin for John though Y’all know S.O.N.S. created a lane for any battler that has bars Even when you Asians will break And somebody down and killin em, that’s ours No, when you Asians will break And somebody down and killin em, that’s SARS So even if he did say he’ll burn me like ether when he busts guns These blickers kick back like 3 Ninjas You Rocky? Put the Colt to your tum tum And if you did have a gun, you would give nobody the bucks You like Lush One7Embed

Fancy Lyrics Yall ready to have some fun? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Go, a go head Go, a go, go head A go, go, go, go, go, go head A go, go, go, go, go, a go head Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did Na-na-nails done, hair done, everything did Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Nail done, hair done, everything did Na-na-nails done, hair done, everything did Oh, you fancy, huh? LA, let me see your hands Telling that the night And she bought it, let em know that everything big Nails done, hair done, everything big All my LA girls, let me see your hands New years eve you can leave up and bring a friend And she bought it, let em know that everything big Nails done, hair done, nails done, hair done All my LA girls, let me see your hands All my LA girls All my LA girls All my LA girls All my LA girls All my LA girls All my LA girls Let em know that everything big Nails done, hair done, nails done, hair done Finally back in Toronto, its better here I just wanna be anywhere but everywhere Im being lazy at the crib kushin it up I get enough exercise just pushing my luck Sitting back thinking, damn, where did they go? They used to be the ones to watch Ricki Lake show And now I see em picking up the pieces One too many starting over speeches I guess, it’s back to me like it always was Me and the OVO set like it always was A little money on the counter I left for my girl With a note I’m trying to see the rest of the world It all looked so amazing when we are growing up Used to sit back and say I know I’ll get a model one day But all the money and the rap game slow as fuck And all the models from the hood, Project Runway Yeah, it’s whatever You know, feeling good, living better But it’s evident that nothing can prepare us for certain moments that you just gotta cherish Like this young girl had my lyrics tatted on her arm last night We took a picture together, I hope she frames it And I was drinking at the Palms last night And ended up losing everything that I came with, yeah Feel like I been here before, huh? Yeah, I still got ten years to go, huh? This is the only sound you should fear Man these kids wear crowns over here and everything is alright Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Nails done, hair done, everything did Na-na-nails done, hair done, everything did Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Oh, you fancy huh? Oh, you fancy, huh? Nails done, hair done, everything did Na-na-nails done, hair done, everything did Oh, you fancy, huh? All my LA girls This go out to all my LA girls I said, all my LA girls Happy new year4Embed

The Last Hope Lyrics I gotta make it out, or move quickly Cant allow the past to restrict me But this time around they wont skip me I am the last hope. Dont hesitate not even for a second The hustle has become an obsession Im on the front line with my weapon I am the last hope Can you imagine the last breath of Christ? The last breath of Christopher Wallace on that faithful night The last step that Martin Luther took as a man I got the power of my world in my hand The Microphone brings life or death in the blink of an eye I was born to provoke those born to die I was conceived to beat all odds like Las Vegas T-dot motherfucker, watch the world rape us Greatest strugglers hustle to succeed Cross water smugglers tussle to burn weed It meets that pressure to success in the South Niggas watching what I say magnifying my mouth I never take back talk, I apply the force Hand blistering from many years of holding the torch When the skin rebuilds, it grows tougher than leather So we can keep on hold it forever My names Kardinall I gotta make it out, or move quickly Cant allow the past to restrict me But this time around they wont skip me I am the last hope. Dont hesitate not even for a second The hustle has become an obsession Im on the front line with my weapon I am the last hope Jealousy is something I havent felt in years Theres nobody around for me to be jealous of I bet you do a show in my city and no one cheers Even if you make the music that ladies and fellas love Dawg, Im incredible fuckin unforgettable, but when it comes to records I will eat it if its edible They say the futures always for-seen Thats why Im steady getting more money more cream My flow is stuck in the moment that comes before dreams I stay avoiding unlucky like 14 And people get behind and they fight for em cause he wont let no other niggas write for em And even when its quite warm, the attitude coursing through the veins and my city is an ice storm The names Drake and I dont take it for granted I can take it you offended cause Im taken advantage man I gotta make it out, or move quickly Cant allow the past to restrict me But this time around they wont skip me I am the last hope. Dont hesitate not even for a second The hustle has become an obsession Im on the front line with my weapon I am the last hope5Embed

Naive Lyrics Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing to Thats the wrong thing to do Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing to Thats the wrong thing to do I turned a blind eye Let the borders get wavy Nothing touches me lately Shouldnt I be having fun? Thats the wrong thing to Thats the wrong thing to do Its hard to define When my memorys hazy Everyones trying to save me Cant they see Im having fun? Thats the wrong thing to Thats the wrong thing to do Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive Cant tell no one what it means to me Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive And the longer that I leave it, I can feel it taking over me Shy away and hide out When its calling me out When its weighing me down Ill play it down When all the trouble Ive found Comes back around If its catching me now Thats the wrong thing Ill play it down Thats the wrong thing to Thats the wrong thing to do Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive Cant tell no one what it means to me Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive And the longer that I leave it, I can feel it taking over me Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive Somethings wrong, but I choose to be naive Thats the wrong thing Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down I play it down Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down I play it down Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down Either way, I play it down I play it down Cant they see Thats the wrong thing Thats the wrong thing9Embed

Sex Tonight LyricsLet me do me, you just do you Im double cupped right now Su-woop to the bangers Su-woop to the bangers, And I say, I be on some G shit I be on some G shit Check out what I done, and Check out who I be with Im me bitch, I said Im me bitch Then it goes young, young, young, young, YOUNG Bust that pussy open, then I tell her bring it back Make sure you dont fall in love Cause I dont have the time for thatt Only thing I chase is money, if you tell me where its at When you rich, there is a certain type of woman you attract I say I be on some G shit, I be on some G shit Check some other niggas for that louis shopping spree shit Not me bitch, I said not me bitch And it goes young, young, young, young, YOUNG I aint have sex in a long time Are we havin is sex tonight? Ladies say, I aint have sex in a long time I aint have sex in a long ass time Baby, I aint have sex in a long time Are we havin is sex tonight, sex tonight Let me do me, you just do you Im double cupped right now Su-woop to the 4Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 23 Tracklist LyricsDrake Set 2Pac - So Many Tears B-Legit - City to City Kamayiah - One Love ft. Netta Brielle and Big Money Gang YG - Why You Always Hatin? ft. Drake and Kamayiah DJ Khaled - For Free ft. Drake Gucci Mane – First Day Out Tha Feds Gucci Mane - Traphouse 3 Gucci Mane - Shooter Gucci Mane - Back On Road ft. Drake Bankroll Fresh - Dirty Game Lil Uzi Vert - $ub Zero Young Thug & Travis Scott - Pick Up The Phone ft. Quavo Drake - One Dance ft. Justin Bieber, Wizkid and Kyla DJ Henry X – Like This ft. Wizkid BOONE - Pop A Perc ft. E-40 and French Montana Drake - 4PM In Calabasas Roy Woods - All Of You Roy Wood - Jealousy Roy Woods - How I Feel Carnage - Rari ft. Lil Yachty, Ugly God and Famous Dex Playboi Carti – What Remix ft. UnoTheActivist, Lil Yachty and MadeinTYO Lil Uzi Vert - $ub Zero Lil Uzi Vert - Thats My Rule T$VFOG. – Riding Around The City Hot Sha – Billie Jean ft. Fiji and Nessly Nelly – E.I Nelly – Ride With Me 112 – Only You Erykah Badu’s – Phone Down Mack Davis - Issues Drew Howard – Keep It Movin Drew Howard – Randoms Sha – Don’t Let Me CMDWN – On Road Luu Breeze – Found A Way DJ Henry X – Like This ft. Wizkid 21 Savage – Dip Dip Gucci Mane – First Day Out Tha Feds Drake – Controlla ft. Popcaan Roy Woods – Gwan Big Up Urself Roy Woods - Why Roy Woods - Dolo In Da Cut 10Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 5 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Justin Bieber - What Do You Mean? Roy Woods - Jealous Travis Scott - Maria, Im Drunk ft. Young Thug and Justin Bieber The Weeknd - Acquainted The Code - Electronica XXYYXX - About You Childish Gambino - Sober Jazz Cartier - Rose Quartz/Like, Crazy A. Chal - Gazi J.R Peace - Catharsis ft. Olivia Gomez Jay Whiss - Imagine Us Amir Obè - Im Good ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR The Weeknd - Tell Your Friends ft. Drake Black Chiney Set Majid Jordan - My Love Collie Buddz - Like We Never Met Collie Buddz - Prescription Drake - Take Care ft. Rihanna Lenny Kravitz - Fly Away ft. Vybz Kartel Drake - Energy Future - Freak Hoe Jigsy King - Gimme The Weed Leftside - More Punani Drake - Back To Back Vershon - Real Life Black Chiney - Buddy Bye ft. Ward 21 and Johnny Osbourne Black Chiney - Fuck Off ft. Ward 21 Truffle Butter Aidonia - Pon Di Pussy QQ - One Drop Drake - 6 God Vybz Kartel - Speedometer Capleton - Chalice Drake - Hotline Bling Sizzla - Give Me a Try Mavado - The World Is Mine T Wayne - Nasty Freestyle Vybz Kartel - Flossing Young Dro - We in Da City Vybz Kartel - Up to the Sky Rae Sremmurd - This Could Be Us Vybz Kartel - Million by Morning Future - Commas Buju Banton - Crazy Talk Barrington Levy - Murderer Shabba Ranks - Shot a Fire/Shine & Criss Foxy Brown - Oh Yeah 50 Cent - What Up Gangsta? Mavado - Gully Side Bounty Killer - Scare Him Bounty Killer - Me Name Drake - How Bout Now Vybz Kartel - We PARTYNEXTDOOR - Recognize Charley Blacks - Agony Sizzla - Rise To The Occasion Sizzla - Just One of Those Days Tanya Stephens - Its a Pity Buju Banton - Driver Collia Buddz - Come Around Oliver Set Kodak Black - Skrilla Fetty Wap - Boomin Ca$h Out - I Luv It Travis Scott - Nightcrawler Travi$ Scott - Oh My Dis Side PARTYNEXTDOOR - Kehlanis Freestyle4Embed

Stunt Hard Lyrics I did it all on my own, turned a chair to a throne Im a king in this world, stunt hard I put my whole city on to some things That they never wouldve known if I didnt stunt hard And every night is a premiere If I ever disappear , best believe Im comin back, stunt hard Got rich, went broke, and got rich again On that same shit again , all I ever do is stunt hard I tell her, Im getting motherfuckin busy So many spins my records is motherfuckin dizzy Haters wanna turn to their girl and be like, Who is he? But I bet a million she tell you thats motherfuckin Drizzy And Im focused on my survival Keep an eye on the door, focus on my arrival Who do you look up to when youre better than your idol? And how you posed to look when you do it with your eyes closed Im everything you just havent become I spend my time trying to outdo what hasnt been done Now hopefully live to see what they say that Im gon be And if not then I hope future does in the memory of me Get your team in order, assembly is key And all my niggas shut up at the mention of a plea They rather be apprehended and keep quiet than to be On the stand jeopardizing an inch of their loyalty Pick a lane, pick a lane, thats all I ever heard But Im just trying to swerve, without hitting the curb Thats why I spend thousands on bottles so I can pop them And take photos with hater niggas and crop them I am not them, I photoshop them out Cause they dont understand what Im about Yeah, the Chris Paul of this fall Sittin this tall, I float high, goodbye, I will miss yall I did it all on my own, turned a chair to a throne Im a king in this world, stunt hard I put my whole city on to some things That they never wouldve known if I didnt stunt hard And every night is a premiere If I ever disappear , best believe Im comin back Stunt hard Got rich, went broke, and got rich again On that same shit again , all I ever do is stunt hard If I dont do nothin, Imma stunt my ass off Money sittin in the pocket, bout to get a passoff And I smoke that shit that smell like when you take your cast off And I got them beach bitches, like David Hasselhoff Baby Im an acrobat. Sweetie, Im a stuntdevil You cant get on my level cause I am so unleveled Im a young rebel and I got a babyface I need a young Pebbles, I need a stunt double Yeah, me, Drake and Kid and you know its trouble We got em drownin in the flow, you see em blowin bubbles Yeah, I stick my landin in a freak drawers Ill have her bouncin back like Dominique Dawes Yeah, but I aint stuntin these hoes I been pimpin since Hulk Hogan was N.W.O, yeah Im wild, Drizzy tough, and the Kid vicious The three horseman, we just need Sid Vicious Yeah, Im on the cup of that tilt And if you hatin on me Ill say fuck you like wilt Yeah! Im a wilderbeast. Youre just a wildebeest My two fingers make a gun, shoot and kill ya peace Yeah! Talkin big big shit I am rude, I take food from a kid picnic nigga Yeah and we can bang like bumper cars You know I stunt shit cause I write all Stunna bars, haha I did it all on my own, turned a chair to a throne Im a king in this world, stunt hard I put my whole city on to some things That they never wouldve known if I didnt stunt hard And every night is a premiere If I ever disappear Best believe Im comin back, stunt hard Got rich, went broke, and got rich again On that same shit again All I ever do is stunt hard I stunt hard, I stunt harder Boy they call me Jackie Chan in New Orleans I ball hard, So Im a ball hogger And I go hard in my dunk like Vince Carter I hustle harder, I live in the Carter I think forward, all I see is tomorrow I need meat Ill turn your shop into a horror So if you tryin to see more, better feed me Im back on my grizzy like Izzy after gr Dont he look like a black grizzly in that black fur And the feds will never get me like a backwards password Black spur, ghost Im like Pacman, Casper Vanilla Ice got em hangin over the banister Ask her, am I her man? Her answer is yessir Shit, Im tourin state to state I played the RTA bout a quarter a day Now tell them bitches I did it all on my own, turned a chair to a throne Im a king in this world, stunt hard I put my whole city on to some things That they never wouldve known if I didnt stunt hard And every night is a premiere If I ever disappear, best believe Im comin back, stunt hard Got rich, went broke, and got rich again On that same shit again, all I ever do is stunt hard1Embed

Neatly Lyrics Ayy, live from the mix, yeah The HK bussin like an AK for real This year tough, Im tryna stay sane for real These girls coming with the same-same for real Competition weak and I play games for real All I ever knew was live it up Me and all the dawgs on the grind right now, girl, sure enough Tryna find balance, tryna find balance, split it up Split it up, to love you right, I gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, give it up Im in my bag again, dont get you mad again Booty so big that they think youre East African You get so loose in my room, I dont know whats happening She says Ill be your girl when words match your actions, and She knows I got some ho friends, she knows Im a lot like them Shes not no dummy when I say, Its a work trip in Dominican She knows Im sinning again, she knows Good God, damn, I cant get shit by you I cant be sleepin on you, I wanna put some shit on you Look how it sits on you, eugh, those tights might rip on you Slave to the cat, I prove it, God gave me six lives too Your ex, your ex, well, he move like six times two He a whole fuckin 12 ass nigga He been out here talkin down for a minute Ima have to move neatly for you You gon have to break me off a piece when I do You gon have to come to terms with the truth The HK bussin like an AK for real This year tough, Im tryna stay sane for real These girls coming with the same-same for real Competition weak and I play games for real All I ever knew was live it up Me and all the dawgs on the grind right now, girl, sure enough Tryna find balance, tryna find balance, split it up Split it up, to love you right, I gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, give it up Im in my bag again, wont get you mad ever again I know, that discussion went left on us like fork in a road I let it go, Im down to let it go, oh All I need from you is patience, patience Heartbreak Drake is trippin on vacation Not relations, bad news travels fast to me These days in my conversations, accusations, yeah I knew you kept a few things on the go I never asked so you never told Touch on yourself, Ill sit front row Im down to see how things unfold Want you, thats one thing I know To love you right I gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, give it up Im in my bag again, dont get you mad again Booty so big that they think youre East African You get so loose in my room I dont know whats happeningEmbed

Hype Lyrics Man dont live of a di hype huh? Real ting ay Yeah, I pull up in Lexus like its 07 I just hit a lick, I got to hit a next one Last year I know you learned your lesson I could GPS you if you need addressin Boss up, Im the bigger homie But Im one year older than my lil homie 09 they was biddin on me But Im Young Money, got it written on me Ok now we got some action Everything I said, it happened That boy light as Michael Jackson But off verses, he been blackin Chasin women a distraction They wan be on TV right next to me You cannot be here right next to me Dont you see Riri right next to me? I hate a rapper especially They feel the same, but they hide it They just discuss it in private Dont get along man, we tried it Whats the point in even tryin? I hate a goofy especially They always dyin to mention me They gotta die out eventually I cannot give you the recipe You know the game is sold separately Swear I just had an epiphany It cost me 50 at Tiffanys Shout out to Tiffany, Stephanie They used to always come check for me My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies I dont let it get to me Done Look what Ive done in my life I had to count it and count it again To make sure the money was right They love to talk Me, Im just dunning the hype Me, Im just dunning the hype Me Im just done, done, done, done, done I pull up on you in that purple thing Bumpin Purple Rain Singin Purple Rain, sippin purple rain Pourin champagne off commercial fame You aint worth a thing, you aint gang gang You aint flame gang, you aint same gang Its my world, its Waynes world Its a different world, its Dwayne Wayne, oh Lord Okay now we got some action Fucking models out of Maxim Im too wavy, Im whats happening Okay now we got some rapids Orange bottle full of tablets Okay now we got some habits Smokin cookies, sippin Acti Okay now we got some balance You see my team is right next to me You dont see Tina right next to me I thank her for takin my breath from me But the second me gon be the better me J.R. Smith with the shot Cause I pull up, I stop and pop I call my AK Barney and Ima let this baby pop Pull up on you like Steph Curry With my foot up on you like eff worries Been outchea since Keith Murray Codeine got me with pink urine So you know I dont have the energy I fucked a bitch named Epiphany My exes wanna be friends with my other exes And I dont have the sympathy Done Look what Ive done in my life I had to count it and count it again To make sure the money was right They love to talk Me, Im just dunning the hype Me, Im just dunning the hype Me Im just done, done, done, done, done8Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 3 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Donnie Prime - Nonsense Big Lean - All Times ft. King Louie Mo-G - Still ft. SmokeDawg and Giggs Jimmy Johnson - Trip To The 6 Ramriddlz - Splenda ft. SAFE SAFE - FEEL Sha Hustle - Way Up P Reign - Rich Jamie xx - I Know Theres Gonna Be ft. Popcaan, Young Thug, Assassin, Konshens and Kranium Jamie xx - I Know Theres Gonna Be ft. Popcaan, Frisco and Skepta Stardom - Da Boyz ft. Section Boyz Smoke Dawg - Trap House Dew Baby - Victory PARTYNEXTDOOR - West District Drake - Days in the East The Weeknd - King of the Fall DJ Esco + Metro Boomin Set Future - Stick Talk Future - Where Ya At ft. Drake Rico Richie - Poppin YFN Lucci - I Wonder Why ft. Skooly 2 Chainz - Watch Out Jose Guapo - Run It Up ft. Skippa Da Flippa and YFN Lucci Lil Donald - Juice Chief Keef - Cant Fit Shy Glizzy - Funeral ft. Jeezy Future - Blood on the Money Ralo - Cant Lie ft. Future Jeezy - Everything Back ft. Young Dolph and Bankroll Fresh Young Scooter - Hit It Raw ft. Future Future - The Percocet & Stripper Joint YG - Twist My Fingaz Young Thug - Be Me See Me Redway - YKTO 4Embed

Slow It Down Lyrics Hey girl Do you want my number? That way you can call me Every time I come into town And then I will Drive up to your house and Take you out to dinner I dont expect nothin at all But what if we happen to kiss? Then we touch? Put a rush on it and get it over with Or what if I just know What you like and it feels right Then its over with What if I dont call you back? Prove you right All this lasts, just one night Slow, slow, slow Hey girl Im back in Atlanta Second dates are lovely This time you should choose were we go Need suggestions How about the movies? Mini-Golf or ice cream? Im not picky, you let me know But what if we happen to kiss? Then we touch? Put a rush on it and get it over with Or what if I just know What you like and it feels right Then its over with What if I dont call you back? Prove you right All this lasts, just one night Slow, slow, slow But what if we happen to kiss? Then we touch? Put a rush on it and get it over with Or what if I just know What you like and it feels right Then its over with What if I dont call you back? Prove you right All this lasts, just one night Slow, slow, slow3Embed

Baby Come With Me Lyrics She be jumping up and down Trynna fit that ass in Took her half an hour Just to get that belt to fasten All she wanna talk about is partying and fashion Dont know where she going But I do not plan on asking at all Cause her spirit is free And she, lets nobody else in except for me If her basement is locked, then I swear she would agree I’m the only one she loves There’s no copies of the key Homie, that’s a guarantee Don’t forget that Fendi purse that you put all your cash in Kinda hard to concentrate when cameras are flashin’ Other dudes would suffocate her, I don’t want her gaspin’ Don’t know where she’s going And I do not plan on asking at all I’ve never been the type, felt alike My connection with niggas that wanna fight Over women, thats not right Theres too many in the world Homie, you can have your pick But I swear that ones my girl I swear that one’s my girl!6Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 34 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set Full Circle - Diamonds On My Neck ft. RiFF RAFF Yung Dubz - Bitch Im Juggin Pyrex - Same Old Nigga A2 - Gold SmokeDawg - Overseas Gilla The Don - Pray 4 Me Cormega - Ironic ft. Havoc and Giggs Giggs - Rap Gustavo Fekky - Mad Ting, Sad Ting ft. Section Boyz The Weeknd - Party Monster DJ Esco Set DJ Esco - Too Much Sauce ft. Future and Lil Uzi Vert Migos - Bad and Boujee ft. Lil Uzi Vert DJ Esco - My Blower ft. Future and Young Dolph 2 Chainz - Good Drank ft. Quavo and Gucci Mane Trouble - Ahh Man A Boogie & Don Q - Bag On Me DJ Esco - Married to the Game ft. Future Jeezy - All There ft. Bankroll Fresh 21 Savage & Metro Boomin - No Heart Dae Dae - Spend It Future - Aint Tryin Ralo - My Brothers ft. Future Young Thug - Future Swag Rambo So Weird - Settle For Less Lil Uzi Vert - Seven Million ft. Future Future - Used To This ft. Drake Kap G - Girlfriend O.T. Genasis - Thick ft. 2 Chainz 24$ - Act Up Nef The Pharaoh - Everything Big Future - Poppin Tags Quicktrip - Came from the Projects ft. Jeezy Casino - Zaytoven Set Future - Used To This ft. Drake Gucci Mane - Im a Dog ft. DG Yola 2 Chainz - MFN Right Migos - Versace ft. Drake Jeezy - Church in These Streets Rich The Kid - Trap ft. Migos Rich Homie Quan - Arount the World Future - Made Myself a Boss Young Dro - Ugh Gucci Mane - Stoopid Lil Uzi Vert - SideLine Watching B.o.B & London Jae - Bdtdt Big Bank Black - Try It Out ft. Kandi 21 Savage - Feel It Future - Lay Up 2 Chainz - BFF Gorilla Zoe - What It Is ft. Rick Ross and Kollosus Plies - Awesome OJ da Juiceman - Make The Trap Say Aye ft. Gucci Mane Gucci Mane - Pillz Future - Real Sisters Bankroll Fresh - Show You ft. Rich Homie Quan Usher - Still Got It ft. Migos DJ Esco - Too Much Sauce ft. Future and Lil Uzi Vert Nicki Minaj - Want Some More ft. Jeremih Gucci Mane - Waybach Shy Glizzy - Bankroll Lil Uzi Vert - Money Mitch Gucci Mane - Bricks ft. OJ and Yo Gotti Young Jeezy - Trap or Die 2 Wiz Khalifa - Like Jimmy Gucci Mane - Fresh Out Juicy J - Waste No Time Plies - Rich Nigga Shit Gucci Mane - Icy Usher - Papers1Embed

Pop Rosé Lyrics I can buy it all out But this the only shit that I sip though So tell em bring the waitress And I wont even ask what it hit fo Just send her to the bar like Send her to the bar like Send her to the bar like Like them niggas over there wanna.. Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Uh They say you get paid when you think ahead Valentines day girl, all you see is pink and red And everything is on me Rosé Spade to the 96 Don P Hang around us, and I bet you Well get to stunt on whoever ya sittin next to You put em all on, and watch em run wit it And then wait for whatevers next when Im done with it And niggas show hate, period Its like they all pregnant, they late, period Yeah and shits all good The deal got signed and my splits all good And some people pretendin that its all good Say that shit in person man I wish yall would Yeah I told you I partied with Azuka Ill let them other niggas Grey Goose ya And we about to Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Pop Rosé If your beat gets released then Ima take it If your girl is a freak, then Im her favorite Got my partner with me, this is a replacement Who do it like I do? You tellin a lie fool Leave the beat dead, all red like Piru Been around the world, all girls like fly dudes You a herb, get on her nerves like flies do You need more girls, go call my manager Two, three, four more, sure, we can handle ya Gimme erythang I want, dont mess my order up And her ass on point so my homie brought her up Ma passed me the blunt, then I told her pour it up In a flash we was gone, and you know I tore it up Breast, ass, silicone, sex hot as Florida South Beach, mouthpiece could swallow a Porterhouse Yup, it get nasty, then I get gully Grab the coochie, then the Gucci skully A whole pack of rubbers, then I burned rubber You cuddle undercovers, tellin her you love her When it come to verses, swear that Im perfect Murder in the first its chllin in the hearses Worthless, singing off key on purpose We gon pop, fuck urban Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Pop Rosé Are you drunk? Im faded too When you get money they just hate on you But, fuck them, theres all these ladies in my view So I ball baby Ball baby Ball baby Ball babyEmbed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 31 Tracklist LyricsIntro Popcaan - Vinylz Set Jadakiss - We Gonna Make It ft. Styles P Post Malone - Deja Vu ft. Justin Bieber Jeremih - Planez ft. J. Cole and Chance The Rapper DJ Khaled - No New Friends ft. Drake, Rick Ross and Lil Wayne Rihanna - Sex with Me Big Sean - Blessings ft. Drake and Kanye West Travis Scott & Young Thug - Pick Up The Phone ft. Quavo Travis Scott - lose ft. Cassie Starrah - Rush Nicki Minaj - Chiraq Desiigner - Outlet Travis Scott - the ends ft. Andre 3000 J Cole - Fire Squad Fabolous - Bish Bounce Ruff Ryders - Jigga My Nigga Jay Z - FuckWithMeYouKnowIGotIt ft. Rick Ross The Diplomats - Dipset Anthem DMX - What You Want Jadakiss - We Gonna Make It ft. Styles P Camron - Hey Ma Ja Rule - Put It On Me ft. Lil Mo and Vita Jagged Edge - Where The Party At ft. Nelly Fabolous - Trade It All pt. 2 ft. Diddy and Jagged Edge Santana - Maria Maria ft. The Product and G&B Drake - 0 To 100 / The Catch Up Chris Brown - Back To Sleep DJ SpinKing - Timeless ft. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie Lil Wayne - Believe Me ft. Drake J Cole - A Tale Of 2 Citiez Kendrick Lamar - Black Friday Drake - 4PM In Calabasas Mario Winans - I Dont Wanna Know ft. Enya and Puff Daddy Nas - If I Ruled The World ft. Lauryn Hill Outkast - Ms. Jackson Velous - Flipmode APEX RICH - NEXT JSN|WLF - Wolves Boi 1-da Set Er - Backpackers Drake - The Presentation Joyner Lucas - Tapdance P Reign - On A Wave Drake - Ransom ft. Lil Wayne Birdman - 4 My Town ft. Drake and Lil Wayne Jai Paul - BTSTU Drake - Dreams Money Can Buy Kardinal Official - Ol Time Killin Rihanna - Work ft. Drake PARTYNEXTDOOR - Only U Drake - Controlla Drake - No Tellin Drake - Goodnight and Good Luck Drake - The Last Hope ft. Kardinal Official and Andreena Mill) Kanye West - Real Friends ft. Ty Dolla $ign Snoh Aalegra - Home PARTYNEXTDOOR - Right Now PARTYNEXT DOOR - Not Nice Drake - Hype Drake - Preach ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR Drake - Know Yourself PARTYNEXTDOOR - Dont Worry ft. Ca$h Out Fabolous - Sex Wit Me ft. Trey Songz Snoh Aalegra - Under The Influence Big Lean - Stamina2Embed

I Want This Forever Lyrics It may not mean nothin to yall But understand nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever mayne Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever mayne Shit, nigga, this what I does I swear I aint lyin like this is my cubs This is my tub and Im dirtier than the summer, bitch Weezy F. Baby, always lookin like I done some shit You aint on nothin bitch, better know who you fuckin with Try to fuck me, Ill kill you and who you comin with No homo, T, I had to go stupid Im on them high heels and I am no Bootsy Collins Avenue, ridin with the Phantom roof gone Or the Maybach two-tone, and my rims are too grown That mean they 24s boy, what are you on? Im richer than a bitch without the grey poupon Yeah, Im talkin out of my head I make a blue-eyed bitch just admire my red Im a blood muthafucka, a blood muthafucka Forever like E-T-C, period muthafucka It may not mean nothin to yall But understand nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever mayne Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever mayne Im so unsigned, it would blow ones mind Cause to every single record, I am so unkind There are no holds barred, there is no love lost Nigga, this that crack and you know drugs cost So P-A-Y-U-P I dont think youll ever find another nigga like me Never L-I-E, I got everything I tell em I got This young nigga showboat like Im sellin a yacht Ya heard me? Who else tryna smoke? Yeah, nigga, me too Cause take my mind off the preasure is what weed do Your girl wetter than the bottom of a ski-doo And take a bitch from any nigga is what we do So bite down ho, or get the right dentist I told Wayne Im goin in like a life sentence And understand I send shots at who its meant for Never had a mentor, copy that: 10-4 It may not mean nothin to yall But understand nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever mayne Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever mayne Put on my OJ gloves and go and kill this shit Make a plumber throw his plunger like, I cant deal with this shit They say Im throwed off, I stay on pitch The flow aint formal, I dont slack on shit Bitch Im back on my shit like a fly Since you wan be fly, throw you off the roof, fly Like Pookie, take a dookie on the rapper loose leaf And throw his trash ass through the window like Mookie To a shark you just sushi You aint hard, youre coochie, Wally Oochie Soft as newborn booty Said Im movin slow, Im just thinkin fast Look back, I aint behind you, Im bout to lap your ass And nigga I dont rest, Im up til my times up I been a tec chef, all my beef prime cut This aint punch lines, nigga your punch is lyin Cause the only punch you ever gave was Hawaiian It may not mean nothin to yall But understand nothin was done for me So I dont plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever mayne Im shuttin shit down in the mall And tellin every girl she the one for me And I aint even plannin to call I want this shit forever mayne3Embed

Bad Meaning Good Lyrics Lady, you say I stay in the house til four We dont even go out no more Its always the same eh Always complainin, its obvious baby I guess you dont watch the news You see theres a lot to lose Cuz we got a baby and people are shady My generation is changin Aside from the fact The dealers have customers they provide with the crack Front of the buses taken And we deny it from the back You can die where you from, or die where you at Dont put it past them I dont think that they understood My friends they aint even sit in the class when they should He can come pick you up If your dads in the hood Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good good good Lady, somebody shot up the place right by Where I work and I think they might Be coming for me next, klend me ya Kleenex Im tellin you baby I think Im a bout to cry Still gotta go out tonight Cuz I gotta feed you, I hope that I see you again A-a-again Hope that I see you, see you Dont put it past them I dont think that they understood My friends they aint even sit in the class when they should He can come pick you up If your dads in the hood Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good good good Lately I dont know about the friends that I hang with Im nervous round my boys, it depends on their anguish Depends on if they saving all the tops on Pepsi With dreams of seeing girls topless on jet skis Depends on what they do to achieve that Robbing r&b singers, specially if they know where the keys at Specially if they know where they girl live Get the info, leave with ya money man, thats how the world is Thats how niggas puttin they dirt down Streets are seedy, I call em sesame Its Ernie and Berts town specially when these youngins get turned down for work opportunities Next week same placell get burnt down Coincidink? not likely not a chance How can we be so aware of these problems and not advance? At least start put a bid in, its hard just to fit in A lot of people only play they part when they spittin But I dont think that they understood They using this darkness for penetration in the hood I took the ivory way in and yes Im glad that keenan could Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good good good Uh Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good good good2Embed

The One Lyrics Uh-huh Its another I - am - the Darkchild, Mary Them other girl you done been wit None of em got nothin on me Aint got my style, they aint got NOTHIN on me~! NOTHIN on me~! Way I walk, way I talk, my swagga Look around, every dude wanna have her I aint sayin that Im the best, but Im the best Hey baby, you need that Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Lemme break it down if you dont get it Quality, Im custom fitted Imma say it again, they aint got NOTHIN on me~! NOTHIN on me~! {ONE} Way I walk, way I talk, my swagga Boy, you know every boss wanna have her I aint sayin that Im the best, but Im the best Hey baby, you need that Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her UH-OHHHHHH Okay, I got these girls quite hype Only thing on right now like a nightlight While my brother Wayne rockin out like a White Stripe Imma kill the game, Im the Young Money white knight Yeah, plus Im lookin for the right type Cautious of a flood so I always lay the right pipe Wes put me on the marquee flight life Plus I go hard for the woman that I might wife I put the ring on her index finger So if you wanna keep ya girl please dont bring her I bet Im the type of guy that she got a thing for And you would block me, but this aint Jenga Yeah, and shes someone I would work with Thats what I can tell from what shes showin on the surface I aint sayin Im requestin anyone thats perfect But I just need a woman thatll make it all worth it Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Stop lookin for, lookin for, Im the Onnnnn-hooooonnnnnnnnn-e - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im that Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Boy, dont you know Im the one? - Yea, Im her Na-na-na-na-nah... Na-na-na-na-na-na-nah.. Its that na-na-na-na-naaaaah.. Its that na-na-na-ba-naaah... Im the one-one-eno-on-{ONE} Im the one--one--one Im the one-one-one-one-one WHOOOOOOOO~! Another one, Rodney Thats girls number one, finally standing up for herself sayin... Shes the one2Embed

Asthma Team LyricsI swear to you Lord Same dudes used to laugh at me See me in the CL 6 with Haffa B They know that money begets money so naturally Me and Haffa could blow a couple of stacks hassle free Im like fuck yall haters on behalf on me Cause I could flood the city with a staff of three Im talking me and two part -ners in that Caprice With no copies made I got the master keys And fast cars, fast women, fast cash and cream Could mould you rappers like plasticine I have to dream, but dog Me and success are two things you dont wanna find your ass between Back against the wall like a plasma screens The inside of my wallet is pasture/ past your green And you are now hanging with the asthma team Sweetie catch your breath while I smash the scene I should leave Earth, nothing left to do here Everyday is Christmas and ery night is New Years Say whatever, I never been concerned about who hears Call my town Sparta and Im coming with two spears Im telling you dog, always got the spring collection in fall I run my bill up making executives calls And with me, women be building these sceptical walls But once you slept with one dime man, you slept with them all, uhh Family, money, and music is all I ever knew My necklace suffer from depression its forever blue Cheer up baby you dont see all this revenue? I started the game at level two Im sayin Stop acting like teen girls are my only market I parallel the Flying +Spur+ +Tony park+ it And its cool if you spill suttin its only carpet Thats why I get my interior colour only dark shit Torontos where you livin today And you aint making records that people are driven to play I would advise you to really make a move, sooner than later Cause these are only the joints that Im giving away You feel me?5Embed

OVO Sound Radio Episode 37 Tracklist LyricsOliver Set N.E.R.D - Hypnotize U Sampha - Plastic 100°C Sampha - Under Ta-Ha - C.T Roy Woods - Love You Migos - What the Price Casanova - Dont Run P. Reign - Prescription Freestyle Baka - Baka - Baka - Booggz - Like Im 50 Nafe Smallz - Superstar ft. Puzzy Lz Migos - T-Shirt Major Lazer - Run Up ft. PARTYNEXTDOOR and Nicki Minaj Popcaan - Stray Dog Wizkid - Hush Up The Silence ft. Drake DJ Maximum Set Frisco - Upside Down Wiley - Lucid P Money - The Credits President T - T On The Wing Dave x J Hus - Samantha Shorty - Meant To Be ft. Skepta Lethal Bizzle - Round Here ft. Giggs and Flowdan AJ Tracey - Capri-Sun ft. Chip Capo Lee & Sir Spyro - Stop Talk Donaeo - Black ft. JME and Dizzee Rascal Chip - Mad with It Wiley - U Were Always, Pt. 2 ft. Skepta and Belly Skepta - Detox ft. BBK President T - Ending Careers Sir Spyro - Topper Top ft. Teddy Bruckshot, Lady Chann and Killa P7Embed

Fuckin’ Problems Lyrics I remember, being young, dumb, looking for the next thrill Angry adolescents, three things on our minds Money, murder and you I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem Bring yo girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it Picture perfect, uh huh And I paint a perfect picture, my intentions to get richer But I aint tryna split the profit with ya Every pocket on me bleeds, Im a selfish ass nigga Mmm, deuces up, black coupes is us Or maybe the white on white, Ku and Klux Head all in the bathroom Beg for it, Ill be back soon Fuckin problem, fuck your problems I got my own but one aint a dollar I got five phones for five different reasons London, Tasha, Mya, Keisha Courtney, blue-eyed devils with no Visas Overseas, high heels, wine and pizza Overdosed on bad bitches, I swear One on both arm but need two pair, I beast I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem Bring yo girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it Yeah ho, this the finale My pep talk turn into a pep rally Say she from the hood but she live inside in the valley now Vacad in Atlanta, then she goin back to Cali, mmm Got your girl on my line, world on my line The irony, I fuck em at the same damn time She eyeing me like a nigga dont exist Girl, I know you want this dick Girl, Im Kendrick Lamar A.K.A. Benz-is-to-Me-Just-a-Car That mean your friends-es need be up to par See, my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow, mmm Kill em all, dead bodies in the hallway Dont get involved, listen what the crystal ball say Halle Berry, hallelujah Holla back, Ill do ya, beast I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem I love bad bitches, thats my fuckin problem And, yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin problem Bring yo girls to the crib, maybe we could solve it6Embed

Scriptures Lyrics Look, here we go The first time around I left the cars at the house and I put the diamonds down Them things come and they go its about the rhyming now Im seeing it clearer the season is nearer And still I must change Im like a broken bill Conservative for the most but Im outspoken still They not sure of the work but they all hoping hell Emerge to victor my words are pictures And guess the colours so loud that you heard my scripture With 4 walls give me the right brush and I draw all I promise Ive been thinking before yall I barely get tired Im rarely inspired And you accomplish in a week what Im daily required I meet quotas while you rappers having sleep-overs Spending nights in the studio trying to beat Hova Be in the throne instead of being your own But Look Im making moves in my city so My ex girls wanna be up in the video They ex girls is steady tryin to get with me though Important and vital Im caught in a cycle This is all I know And yes I know it well I try to explain it, my effort comes to no avail Im from the place where they release records and no one sells And still they claim king nigga its the same thing All day long But thats a screw face Rappers befriend you at first but really they two faced Hoping they slip and trip over your own shoelace Thats why I tuck em in not giving a fuck again D.R.A. you add a K.E A couple mill and you labels cannot play me I never go broke Im far from a flash in the pan I am a passionate man, plan it with cash in my hand Uh I got few days left But Imma make use of every single one until every singles done Until every record is sold, and every string is strung Tell me take a breather Drake and everything will come Dog its always been the same Its all love like no score in a tennis game For the son of Dennis James Owner of the city downtown on a Friday Streets behind me like I took a picture in the driveway I roll down strips and hose down whips That when turtle wax up they would close down Richmond With no down shifting Haters would say Im adequate Think I got the type of flow that would make an addict quit 21 years Ive been pimping since being Repurchased trap music 4 times since then Seamless transition Im the new fresh prince Getting pennies for my thoughts So I put my two cents in Top of the morning I am dropping the coin in Plus Im changing the game You hear me swapping the joint in They put the fires out and bring the buyers out And try and box us all together before they buy us out If they profit from the events we handing flyers out Then we profit from the attempts to hand desires out But rich is how we all ending up Im at the label in the elevator send them up4Embed

SNL: Bar Mitzvah in 1999 Lyrics Im black and Jewish Dont be so foolish Im black and Jewish Its a Mitzvah Please dont forget Im black, please dont forget Im Jewish I play ball like Lebron and I know what a W-2 is Chilling in Boca Raton with my mensch, Lenny Kravitz The only purple drink we sip is purple Manischewitz At my show, you wont simply put your hands in the air We can also raise a chair or recite a Jewish prayer Like Baruch Yitadel Yisrael Veet ha Kim Kardashian Kanye West, amen I eat Hova with nova, knishes with my bitches A bagel and cream cheesy with my boy, his name is Weezy Do not go to Feingolds, though The pickles are rubber And I will not be harming ya I read the Old Testament, okra and matzahball, Ill eat the rest of it I celebrate Hanukkah, dated Rihannakah Birth right in Israel, mama from Canada Daddy from Africa Best of worlds when youre Jewish with black in ya Challah!26Embed

I Get Paper Lyrics Boy Wonder Drizzy I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar Yall dont really like me I can understand My flow is sitting right inside the pocket of my pants I still fly, you cant float Run this shit, Usain Bolt I write your favorite records all you sing ghost 20 thousand for a verse is our routine quote Im getting rich while you stayin broke Chillin even if Im in a goose down coat I cant see you through a Mosley Tribes So I dont even flinch when you throw me high fives They try to measure up but there is no one my size Whatever 40 smoking about to lower my eyes Beast mode on em, I never take a night off Every single thing a nigga purchase is a write off Grounded as the runway pavement I take the flight off Baby go ahead and cut the light off I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar Im the rookie of the year About to get my dough on Im about to take off, baby you should hold on But I aint about to prolong Ima keep it short and tell you whats about to go on Bottle after bottle cos the money like so long Baby... We about to put a show on Imma show off, like Im supposed to Yeah you can get lost, I dont know you I hear my phone ringing when you call I aint picking up an entertaining them at all Got your girl face down banging on the wall While you and all your homeboys hang at Lenox Mall Hmm, hmm, hmmm I cannot relate Riding with some tags that I got from outta state Riding with a swag that I got from outta space Just show me whos the hottest Imma knock em outta place Call me Homicide Drizzy, Im about to kill your ego Im about my green, puffin goodie like Im Cee-Lo You can go and take a glance at your hero While a Houston stripper pole dance in a Z-ro Fantasy to you, reality to me And yeah, my G-Pass is as valid as can be Im, Im so fresh the stylist would agree Waving at your girl while she smiling back at me I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar I get money I get paper I get girls all different flavors I buy Gucci, I buy Prada I spend dollar after dollar Louie too Yeah, Alexander McQueen Im so clean Its KC and Drizzy And its the remix, remix C.O.S.S.O.M Haha4Embed

Empire Lyrics Ima tell you like this, nigga I got a hundred Gs on my line I aint eatin Jacksons when I be in Overtown Bitch Im eatin lavish, look up, ho, its snowin now I just throw the cabbage, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League gon hold it down Got a odor there in the attic, thats a couple pounds New Rolex that I ordered, thats a hundred thou Time to milk the game, bitch I went and bought a cow My nigga GDK a goon, hell gun you down Slid up on him with the stick, yeah and sat him down My nigga Nut so slick, they aint pat him down I got a hundred niggas on my line A hundred squares at a time, nigga, hold it down Addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that Im gettin them stacks, its more addictive than crack Im addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that Im gettin them stacks, its more addictive than crack Alright my patience runnin thin Olympic pools of money, Im just glad I learned to swim Cannonball, bitch, I hope your diving boards sturdy And I hope when dinners cold, my niggas do not desert me Nah, but shits all good The deal got signed and my splits all good And these haters pretendin that its all good Say that shit in person, man I wish yall would I say you lucky if your father was a figure Cause my uncle was my father and my father was my nigga And my mother so proud cause his son is gettin bigger I took time to load the bullets, now Im bout to pull the trigger Like boom, boom, boom, Im a genius, god dammit I aint the type to murder you, Im more the type to plan it So please take a seat if you really cant stand it Got success in my pocket and these rappers in a panic But Skinny told me to do me And dont listen to anybody that knew me Cause to have known me would mean that theres a new me And if you think I changed in the slightest couldve fooled me Yeah, nd to my city Im the two-three Drug dealers live vicariously through me No bench time, nickname Starter-Drake Franchise player, I dont even get a water break And these other lames is hardly mentioned I bet that with this pen I could draw attention But you can tell by my strut Im just chillin in the cut, nigga what, and Im feelin like Addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that Im gettin them stacks, its more addictive than crack Im addicted to money, addicted to chips My hoe was gay, now she addicted to dick Addicted to this, addicted to that Im gettin them stacks, its more addictive than crack3Embed

Never Satisfied Lyrics ​No matter what you do, its never enough ​I don’t understand these bitches, Drizzy ​Trying though, half of these niggas feel me EarDrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It They aint never satisfied ​ ​ ​Time after time after time ​Moneys all I get and theres still money on my mind And they aint never satisfied And we aint ever satisfied And you can make it rain until your arms tired As soon as it all stop them bitches just wonder why They aint never satisfied They aint never satisfied And they aint ever Aint no pressure on the money, Lord knows But we still be on the road like we scared of going broke We aint never satisfied We aint never , we aint never And its a lot of money in the room I gotta find another spot, hiding soon I mix the rosé with the purple juice I hustle everyday and you dont have a clue After you get money and all your dreams come true Its like everything that surround you get brand new I cant never forget the struggle and I pay dues Cant let the money and fame come between my crew My pain still runnin deeper than the ocean Ordered up 10,000 ones and I throw it Name a bag in the store that she aint got Name a designer store that we aint shop They aint never satisfied ​ ​Time after time after time ​Moneys all I get and theres still money on my mind And they aint never satisfied And we aint ever satisfied And you can make it rain until your arms tired As soon as it all stop them bitches just wonder why They aint never satisfied They aint never satisfied And they aint ever Aint no pressure on the money, Lord knows But we still be on the road like we scared of going broke We aint never satisfied We aint never , we aint never Yeah, yeah Theres a lot of money in the room She said she wanna ball, wanna shoot some hoop I put up big numbers for a new recruit We just out here doing what young niggas do Me and that boy Future could probably start a group On some K-Ci and JoJo shit, have these bitches loose Man, they know what it do We got these niggas in the game stuck and they shouldnt move I dont like sudden moves Tell me, how is it that every fuckin verse get the rewind? And the watch cost too much for free time And I hit the strip club, thats my me time See I cant get much bigger, Im that nigga But they aint never satisfied ​ ​Time after time after time ​Moneys all I get and theres still money on my mind And they aint never satisfied And we aint ever satisfied And you can make it rain until your arms tired As soon as it all stop them bitches just wonder why They aint never satisfied They aint never satisfied And they aint ever Aint no pressure on the money, Lord knows But we still be on the road like we scared of going broke We aint never satisfied We aint never , we aint never Yeah Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Ooh yeah, ooh yeah Ooh yeah, ooh yeah20Embed

Must Hate Money Lyrics Ive got it made thats what Im talking about Going down to the fashion store and get myself fitted out Going down to the dealers buy myself a brand new car So me and my lady can ride Check, I wish yall coulda seen me back in high school, backpack Grey range black Ac Put a half a stack out just to get a stack back Double that school dance, Fresh Js, new pants Back when fuck bitches, get money was the new chant It started out about a boy like Hugh Grant Now Im a young man doin things you cant But you cant call me Champagne Charlie I campaign hardly My damn chain glitter ruby red The type of shit that leave your hand stained scarlet I live it, thought you knew this I swear that we been through this Your boyfriends future plans got em on todays to-do list Cause he rollin wit more squares then you would find up on a rubix Bingo, money aint a thing ho That prometh with that sprite and jolly rancher so flamingo I aint speaking in code real niggas they know the lingo Cause when Im in the spot its popping like Christophers single If yall dont like me then Guaranteed if you had it to spare you could probably comprehend Im just sayin man They be gettin jealous when you paid, savin everything they made, I keep thinkin that Telling people my image is lame, and Im whats wrong with the game, but Im feelin like Considering everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you know Hey, Im flyer then a motherfucker Haters wanna see me dead like John Tucker Im in that big boy 550 s-class I hit the gas and watch them hoes waving through the glass Pimp glass im riding new in 2008 I hit them hoes and send em home, you take em on a date That white gucci ticker let em know theres money here I grip the grain and sit on seats thats made of cashmere 5 karats in my ear, you see them hoes jock? Bitch theres a whole lota rocks up in this powder watch Im writin letters to the pen for my brother irving Send him a picture of that drop with me in it swervin Hotter than a bitch rock, Cooler than some ice cream Gotta feed myself Im up here living in a dream My cadillac mean but my 88 a beast If bein fly against the law bitch call the po-lice If yall dont like me then Guaranteed if you had it to spare you could probably comprehend Im just sayin man They be gettin jealous when you paid, savin everything they made, I keep thinkin that Telling people my image is lame, and Im whats wrong with the game, but Im feelin like Considering everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you know Stacks on deck, lacs mounted on Ds I dont trust you so make sure you count it all please And once its all there, then that put me at ease And these niggas just mad cause they account is on freeze Baby pay attention please, Im more coordinated then a dance team Its my turn, my turn like advance green My true religion is money, check out the pant seams I got cash in my palm I call it hand cream And I just want the paper My momma trying to go to rome and I just wanna take her Im tryin to figure what the los angle is like a laker So I can be on beaches with my niggas in jamaica I say baby get low, You just getting by They hating cause my swagger at a all time high Shit its a damn shame homie I dont even try Get money mofo is all you hear me reply If yall dont like me then Guaranteed if you had it to spare you could probably comprehend Im just sayin man They be gettin jealous when you paid, savin everything they made, I keep thinkin that Telling people my image is lame, and Im whats wrong with the game, but Im feelin like Considering everywhere I go got couple grand to blow man you knowEmbed

S.T.R.E.S.S. Lyrics Yeah, Ren, M.O.F, Haha Its Drake man, its Drake man.Yeah Ayo Ren this that gritty shit here man Ima have to tell them about I been through on this know what I mean HO! Southern Smoke!!! Very few give you that truth, its either they cant do it with lyrics Or cant do it in spirit, they cancel what they doin The samples that they usin, cant get through the clearin Ill handle it since they just cant get you to hear it My fathers early careerin forced my parents to split up My mother was a teacher, my father was kind of fed up With just being a florist, so the choir sang his chorus And he got back into doin what he was doing before us Because money is an issue, your son, he gon miss you And plus you got a wife at home cause mommy still exist too Now you lookin for exes, you aint never expect this You end up doing time, and me, I end up with a step-sis Nobody passing judgment, they question where the drugs went You know I hold you down because without you, Id be a wasnt And mommy Imma support her, I keep it all in order See her with tears in her eyes or you arrested at the border But I got stress on my shoulders Trying to keep my heart pure but this world is makin it colder Young black man dodge your bullets trying to get older And you wonder why we turn to drugs and chain smokers ITS STRESS MY NIGGA!!! Im just tryna live my life cuz Make a little money, find a bunny To make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO! Im just trying to live my life cuz Make a little money, find a bunny To make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO! This is my life, and so the rest has kinda been cool Question what I been through I write a verse addressin it And yes I might offend you Picture when I was in school Me being the closest thing to black And guess what rap music what I was into Rest of the kids were sheltered I never liked to fight But when someone called me a nigga Id punch em I couldnt help it Now Im grown I can say what it is Its parents that got these Black and Filipino nannies raisin they kids And your daddy want it very right I make you happy, plus Im Jewish, he dont approve I think he want you to marry white He want Sinatra at the wedding, not Barry White Cause black is black honey, even if hes very light And so I never been for dinner at they places Always brutally honest, and so I pin it to they faces I live it so the case is, whether Drake is Way ahead of his time, or inquisitive and racist I got stress on my shoulders Trying to keep my heart pure but this world is makin it colder Young black man dodge your bullets trying to get older And you wonder why we turn to drugs and chain smokers ITS STRESS MY N!!! Im just tryna live my life cuz Make a little money, find a bunny To make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO! Im just trying to live my life cuz Make a little money, find a bunny To make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO! Am I hot as the rest? should I strive for my spot as the best? Like girls with Double Ds, I got a lot on my chest Theres questions that need to be answered thats not on the test Instead of starin at quizzes now its models with breasts And yes, when Im dismissed after a tedious listen I sit at home and say I should of been a pediatrician Homie, I probably couldve been on TV consistent An artist like Pablo, maybe Peteys assistant And my mindset is come and get me Im all alone at home with my mom and grandma and aint nobody runnin with me So, if you got the heart to come in here and kill a lady Daughter, and her grandson, nigga get the handgun If not, you gon make me call the burbs out in Richmond That have you niggas laying out on the curb, they some hitmen Last couple of months I done probably been around the world and back And I dont wanna question half the places Nick been 5Embed

From Time Lyrics Whats up? Been a minute since we kicked it, youve been caught up With them bitches, I dont get it, youre a star, love You shouldnt have to deal with that Id never make you feel like that, cause... I love me I love me enough for the both of us Thats why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of? Darling, you You give but you cannot take love Yeah, I needed to hear that shit, I hate when youre submissive Passive aggressive when were texting, I feel the distance I look around the peers that surround me, these niggas tripping I like when money makes a difference but dont make you different Started realizing a couple places I could take it I want to get back to when I was that kid in the basement I want to take it deeper than money, pussy, vacation And influence a generation thats lacking in patience Ive been dealing with my dad, speaking of lack of patience Just me and my old man getting back to basics Weve been talking bout the future and time that we wasted When he put that bottle down, girl that niggas amazing Well, fuck it, we had a couple Coronas We might have rolled a white paper, just something to hold us We even talked about you and our couple of moments He said we should hash it out like a couple of grown ups You a flower child, beautiful child, Im in your zone Looking like you came from the 70s on your own My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is Who the fuck wants to be 70 and alone? You dont even know what you want from love anymore I search for something Im missing and disappear when Im bored But girl, what qualities was I looking for before? Who you settling for? Who better for you than the boy, huh? I love me I love me enough for the both of us Thats why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of? Darling, you You give but you cannot take love I wish you could see I love me I love me enough for the both of us Thats why you trust me I know you been through more than most of us So what are you? What are you, what are you so afraid of? Darling, you You give but you cannot take love Shoulda spent more nights Coulda changed your life We woulda been alright All these shoulda, coulda, wouldas In her ear one time Prolly wastin my time Cause she heard it all Cause she heard it all Girl, I coulda changed your life But you heard it all Well Ima say it anyway Shawty, Im from the city Where we were never taught to love You aint gotta be in love to fuck Girl, Im just tryna say Im from the city, oh Where the money makes a difference But it never made us different, oh1Embed