Tag: china

Aw, this strip club anthem, nigga, what’s up?
Young Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG 63’s
(Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga)

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I’m that nigga (I am)
I said I’m that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it)
I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I’m a storm (aye)
VVS in my charm, that’s a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sending bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame
I’m at Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a Patek on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she pick up the check hoe (phrrr)
She gon’ fuck it up, fuck it up, she don’t need makeup (makeup)
She gon’ rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) ’cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Yo, yo
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil’ bad trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I’mma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I’m a bad bitch, I’mma throw fits on it (fits)
I’mma bust it open, I’mma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)
I don’t date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain’t Nicole

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Well, I’m the dough boy, the one they talking about
All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month ’cause that’s what these bitches do
You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that’s what the hoes do
You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short
We won’t never write no statement, we ain’t showing up in court
We don’t do no gossiping, we don’t do no arguing
We don’t beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We don’t do no rumors, we don’t don’t pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a fucking cougar
You a bitch and he a bitch and y’all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you still with him?

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Aw, this strip club anthem, nigga, what’s up?
Young Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG 63’s
(Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga)

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I’m that nigga (I am)
I said I’m that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it)
I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I’m a storm (aye)
VVS in my charm, that’s a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sending bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame
I’m at Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a Patek on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she pick up the check hoe (phrrr)
She gon’ fuck it up, fuck it up, she don’t need makeup (makeup)
She gon’ rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) ’cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Yo, yo
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil’ bad trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I’mma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I’m a bad bitch, I’mma throw fits on it (fits)
I’mma bust it open, I’mma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)
I don’t date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain’t Nicole

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Well, I’m the dough boy, the one they talking about
All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month ’cause that’s what these bitches do
You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that’s what the hoes do
You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short
We won’t never write no statement, we ain’t showing up in court
We don’t do no gossiping, we don’t do no arguing
We don’t beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We don’t do no rumors, we don’t don’t pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a fucking cougar
You a bitch and he a bitch and y’all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you still with him?

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Aw, this strip club anthem, nigga, what’s up?
Young Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG 63’s
(Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga)

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I’m that nigga (I am)
I said I’m that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it)
I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I’m a storm (aye)
VVS in my charm, that’s a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sending bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame
I’m at Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a Patek on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she pick up the check hoe (phrrr)
She gon’ fuck it up, fuck it up, she don’t need makeup (makeup)
She gon’ rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) ’cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Yo, yo
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil’ bad trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I’mma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I’m a bad bitch, I’mma throw fits on it (fits)
I’mma bust it open, I’mma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)
I don’t date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain’t Nicole

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

Well, I’m the dough boy, the one they talking about
All these gossiping ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month ’cause that’s what these bitches do
You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that’s what the hoes do
You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short
We won’t never write no statement, we ain’t showing up in court
We don’t do no gossiping, we don’t do no arguing
We don’t beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We don’t do no rumors, we don’t don’t pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a fucking cougar
You a bitch and he a bitch and y’all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you still with him?

I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes, rake it up
Break it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

[Intro: Chris Brown]
Ow

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bitch, you outta line, why you waste my time?
I’m tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes
I know she playin’ both sides, that bitch tellin’ lies
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
Them hatin’ bitches kill the vibe, fuck it, live your life
Bad bitches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
10 bad bitches on my side, make ’em all my wife
Smokin’ on the finest ganja, she like China white

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Poppin’ all these pills she said she used to it
She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it
And I know that you a grown woman
And I know that you know what you’re doing

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (I-I-I, I am)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I’m a King baby
You from the hood but you a Queen baby
Ass fat it can’t even fit in them jeans, baby
Matchin’ Wraith with the stars, baby
I’m a street nigga, I’m supposed to really be behind bars, baby
Really wanna be faithful but this shit hard, baby
Yup, I got the pussy first and then I ignored you
You fucked another nigga, you ain’t loyal
I told you bring a friend, this shit gettin’ borin’
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
I’m a gangsta I can make a wet, wet turn into a pool (splash)
She help me count the money in the trap then she go back to school (school, school, school)
If a nigga ever play with bae, shit it’s breaking news (pow)
She got 50 pointers on her neck, Pateks that’s matchin’ jewels

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (wet, yeah, wet)
Wet, wet, oh baby (wet, wet, wet)

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I just wanna show you off, I don’t wanna do you wrong
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the flyest of ’em all?
I get money when I want, I can fuck her if I want
Baby, you can take it off, I’m that nigga with the sauce (ayy, yeah)
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can’t remember what it cost (ayy, yeah)
Bitch, I’m feelin’ like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (ayy, yeah)
You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
I know I can break you off, come here lemme break you off
If you ever wanna fuck, can I be the one you call?
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
I was gonna change your life, girl but I don’t wanna break your heart

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
I can change your whole sauce, you a lil’ mo’ spicy (yeah)
Now you dealin’ with a boss, I might treat you rightly (nah)
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin’ icy (ayy)
You keep hangin’ ’round me, baby, you’ll start talkin’ like me
Got my own lingo, I can change your whole lil’ ego
I be swimmin’ in the money, baby, whish torpedo
I ain’t like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo
I’ma call you back, I’m with my niggas shootin’ c-low
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavey
Now you glamorous​​, I’m out your element
I’m too reckless for you, girl, it’s evident

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Intro: JAY-Z]
Yeah, uh
Vacay the pain away, uh
Smoking the pain away, uh
Drinking the–uh

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Look at all we been through since last August
Skating through the rumors like, "Aw, shit!"
Still came back, fucked up the red carpet
Shows how big your heart is
On the run, we took a hundred together
More than the money, it was the fact that we done it together
Uh, healing in real time
"Song Cry" to "Resentment", that was real crying
Bonnie and Clyde things, we hold it down
Had we surrendered then, that’d be the real crime
Got through it, got blessed times two with it
New Bel-Air estates with four pools in it
I told my bro, "You gotta go home," over vino
Goodfella, don’t gamble with your life, this ain’t Casino
Cost him two mill’ plus the child support
We’ll get the money back, but not the child support
It’s getting too late, we can’t afford mistakes
Woulda broke me down had you got away
It woulda broke me up had you took my child away
I’m glad we found a way
Sexin’ the pain away
Vacay the pain away
Drinking the pain away
Smoking the pain away
Yeah

[Verse 2: James Blake & JAY-Z]
Too perfect not to wonder
If we created a flame that would warm us ’til October
We invented lovers from company for the summer
I was many faces, but at least I was willing to change
I was worried that the way I was would end me up alone
Shit feels so beautiful, don’t you agree?
I was worried that the way I was would end me up alone

[Beat Change]

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Our external reality is an opportunity to heal our internal upset
Let’s build a cathedral these evils couldn’t fuck with
I wanna spend my Saturdays and my latter-days, eating sundaes and enjoying Mondays
Not worrying about what none say
Yoncé
All on this mouth like liquor
That my nigga, uh, that my nigga
Over everything, each of our mood swings
Whenever attitudes change, like a mood ring
Ain’t nothing like somebody that get ya
Baby, I get ya
Let’s go through this thing, come out stronger, the golden journey
Broken is better than new, that’s kintsukuroi
You’re fine china
I’m a bull and ball in a china shop
I promise to repair with gold each bowl I drop
Be grateful for whatever comes
Because each has been sent from a guy from beyond
That’s what Rumi say
"Never go to bed mad," that’s what my Ummi say
It always took her less to say more
I always thought she was an angel, now I’m sure
Sure

Ow

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bitch, you outta line, why you waste my time?
I’m tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes
I know she playin’ both sides, that bitch tellin’ lies
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
Them hatin’ bitches kill the vibe, fuck it, live your life
Bad bitches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
10 bad bitches on my side, make ’em all my wife
Smokin’ on the finest ganja, she like China white

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Poppin’ all these pills she said she used to it
She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it
And I know that you’ll grow on me
And I know that you know what you’re doing

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (I-I-I, I am)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I’m a King baby
You from the hood but you a Queen baby
Ass fat it can’t even fit in them jeans, baby
Matchin’ Wraith with the stars, baby
I’m a street nigga, I’m supposed to really be behind bars, baby
Really wanna be faithful but this shit hard, baby
Yup, I got the pussy first and then I ignored you
You fucked another nigga, you ain’t loyal
I told you bring a friend, this shit gettin’ borin’
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
I’m a gangsta I can make a wet, wet turn into a pool (splash)
She help me count the money in the trap then she go back to school (school, school, school)
If a nigga ever play with bae, shit it’s breaking news (pow)
She got 50 pointers on her neck, Pateks that’s matchin’ jewels

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (wet, yeah, wet)
Wet, wet, oh baby (wet, wet, wet)

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I just wanna show you off, I don’t wanna do you wrong
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the flyest of ’em all?
I get money when I want, I can fuck her if I want
Baby, you can take it off, I’m that nigga with the sauce (ayy, yeah)
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can’t remember what it cost (ayy, yeah)
Bitch, I’m feelin’ like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (ayy, yeah)
You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
I know I can break you off, come here lemme break you off
If you ever wanna fuck, can I be the one you call?
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
I was gonna change your life, girl but I don’t wanna break your heart

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
I can change your whole sauce, you a lil’ mo’ spicy (yeah)
Now you dealin’ with a boss, I might treat you rightly (nah)
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin’ icy (ayy)
You keep hangin’ ’round me, baby, you’ll start talkin’ like me
Got my own lingo, I can change your whole lil’ ego
I be swimmin’ in the money, baby, whish torpedo
I ain’t like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo
I’ma call you back, I’m with my niggas shootin’ c-low
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavey
Now you glamorous??, I’m out your element
I’m too reckless for you, girl, it’s evident

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

Lyrics Chris Brown – Pills and automobiles

Baaaaby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby.(pills and automobiles)

B*tch, you outta line, why you waste my time?
I’m tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes
I know she playin’ both sides, that b*tch tellin’ lies
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
Them hatin’ b*tches kill the vibe, f*ck it, live your life
Bad b*tches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
10 bad b*tches on my side, make ’em all my wife
Smokin’ on the finest ganja, she like China white.

Poppin’ all these pills she said she used to it
She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it
And I know that you’ll grow on me
And I know that you know what you’re doing

Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby.

I’m a King baby
You from the hood but you a Queen baby
A*s fat it can’t even fit in them jeans, baby
Matchin’ Wraith with the stars, baby
I’m a street nigga, I’m supposed to really be behind bars, baby
Really wanna be faithful but this s**t hard, baby
Yup, I got the p***y first and then I ignored you
You f*cked another nigga, you ain’t loyal
I told you bring a friend, this s**t gettin’ borin’
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
I’m a gangsta I can make a wet, wet turn into a pool (splash)
She help me count the money in the trap then she go back to school
If a nigga ever play with bae, s**t it’s breaking news
She got 50 pointers on her neck, Pateks that’s matchin’ jewels.

Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (wet, yeah, wet)
Wet, wet, oh baby (wet, wet, wet).

I just wanna show you off, I don’t wanna do you wrong
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the flyest of ’em all?
I get money when I want, I can f*ck her if I want
Baby, you can take it off, I’m that nigga with the sauce (ayy, yeah)
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can’t remember what it cost (ayy, yeah)
b*tch, I’m feelin’ like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (ayy, yeah)
You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
I know I can break you off, come here lemme break you off
If you ever wanna f*ck, can I be the one you call?
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
I was gonna change your life, girl but I don’t wanna break your heart.

Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Versuri-lyrics.info
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby.

Baaaby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby.

I can change your whole sauce, you a lil’ mo’ spicy (yeah)
Now you dealin’ with a boss, I might treat you rightly (nah)
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin’ icy (ayy)
You keep hangin’ ’round me, baby, you’ll start talkin’ like me
Got my own lingo, I can change your whole lil’ ego
I be swimmin’ in the money, baby, whish torpedo
I ain’t like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo
I’ma call you back, I’m with my niggas shootin’ c-low
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavey
Now you glamorous​​, I’m out your element
I’m too reckless for you, girl, it’s evident.(pills and automobiles)

Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby.

Baaby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life oh babyyy.(pills and automobiles)
Chris Brown lyrics
Video automobiles

[Verse 1]
Pull up on the party with an army
Our guns inked up like a Harley Hells Angel on the one
Like a bull in a china shop, steaming like buns
Coming in like a wrecking ball, you gon’ need a Tylenol

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young guys
We got everything that we could ever want

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune
Fortune

[Verse 2]
Diamonds are forever, but a girl’s best friend
Is a bank full of ride-or-dies stickin’ ’til the end
We stay mobbin’ the party
But no, we ain’t the Godless
We come in peace from the East
Pakistan to Miami

[Pre-Chorus]
Luck is going all the way up
Love is raining like paper
Rolling downtown with a couple young guys
We got everything that we could ever want

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

[Post-Chorus]
Money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune
Fortune

[Chorus]
Whole city on my back like Jordan
No, money can’t buy this fortune
Got a squad homegrown and foreign
No, money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this
Bulletproof love, you know this
Got me like a 24-karat fortress
They can keep the cash and the Porsches
‘Cause money can’t buy this
Money can’t buy this fortune

[Verse 1]
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness of my soul
Shadows on the hill
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

[Chorus]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They did not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

[Verse 2]
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
And the colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand

[Chorus]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They did not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

[Bridge]
For they could not love you
Still your love was true
How when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

[Verse 3]
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless head on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
Oh the ragged men in the ragged clothes
And the silver thorn of bloody rose
Lies crushed and broken on the virgin snow

[Outro]
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They did not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will

[Intro: J. Mag & MaSiWei]
Woke up
Go to sleep, yuh
Work, workin’
Ay Higher, ay Higher

[Hook 1: J. Mag]
Woke up, workin’
Go to sleep, workin’
Hit the mall, workin’
Tell a shorty, come and twerk it
Damn, I hope it’s worth it
All these years I’ve been grindin’
Man, I hope it’s worth it
Yah! Luh-

[Verse 1: J. Mag]
Bitch you know I’m workin’
Yeah I’m from the Middle East but I don’t wear no turban
Hater take a seat, sometimes I like my bitches curvy
Harikiri on the beat so you know we workin’
London to Sudan, China to Oman
Ay bitch I’m on the grind
I’m balling from the free throw line
Gold grill on my teeth, MJ on my feet
Fit jeans with the rip got me looking clean
Brr- brr- brr- brr-
My bitch on the plug
And she got all the drugs
I take them ’til I say enough
Yuh, look
Leanin’, rockin’, all my shows be poppin’
My hoes call me papi, pull up in a foreign option skrr

[Hook 2: J. Mag]
Woke up, workin’
Go to sleep, workin’
Hit the mall, workin’
Tell a shorty, come and twerk it
Damn, I hope it’s worth it
All these years I’ve been grindin’
Man, I hope it’s worth it
Yah!

[Post-hook: J. Mag & MaSiWei]
Show me how we put in work X4
Oh my God I put in work X4

[Verse 2: MaSiWei]
他们倚重我 他们激愤我
她想跟我生个baby 让他继承我
She say, hey MaSiWei 为啥怎么[?]
Yeah, MaSiWei, can we do it like that?
姚明退已进路名人堂 我会像他一样伟大
看他上第一场比赛 [?]
[?] [?]
[?]
买我最喜欢的Nike
Spendin’ cash, flow catch
That’s my type beat
赚到钱都用来打扮jewelry[?]
我们童子返回曹国Wi-Fi覆盖率
Ay ay ay, it’s Higher Brothers and the J. Mag
We working at the studio 你妈了个批

[Post-hook: J. Mag & MaSiWei]
Show me how we put in work X4
Oh my God I put in work X4

[Verse 3: Psy.P]
[?] {?]
他们的那么期待 [?]
上场了我们的MV 美国的黑人也爱
[?] [?]
[?] [?]
[?]
拍了个新的MV [?]
[?]
[?] [?]
[?]
[?]
[?] [?]

[Hook 2: J. Mag]
Woke up, workin’
Go to sleep, workin’
Hit the mall, workin’
Tell a shorty, come and twerk it
Damn I hope it’s worth it
All these years I’ve been grindin’
Man, I hope it’s worth it
Yah!

[Post-hook: J. Mag & MaSiWei]
Show me how we put in work X4
Oh my God I put in work X4

Versuri Killa Fonic – Fler

O Doamne cat au unii gura,
Se ineaca, ca inoata in ura,
Mama n-ai grija nu plec,
Le las un sentiment sec,
Dusmanii toti pica la fel,
Ei n-o fac la fel ca io am fler. (x4)

FLER
Shift baby a.k.a prea mult mister,
Nu se agita, ca-i place lejer,
Fresh Golanex cusut pe guler,
KenDama, chem dame
Versuri-lyrics.info
Da’ nu panarame,
Ca panorama e mare,
Filme de Oscar, dejame…
Fleru, fleru meu e unic fetito,
Inoti in Zanotzi, cand te petreci Ibizo,
Imi trag Bape-ul, rechinul,
dupa ce mi fac plinu’, ca-s primu’, iubeste ma fitzo!
Energie pura dintr-un mediu toxic,
Nu halesc fakerii, simt ca ma intoxic,
Plin de lupi si vulpi, ma-ntelegi tu Foxy,
FLER cu Satra, cu China si cu Oxi.

Am fler perspicacitate,
Am piese tonomate,
Am prieteni la Unarte,
Am copiat la capacitate.
Io n-am mila Keed, zis prezenta divina
Simt de orientare rapida intr-o situatie dificila,
S o persoana umila, fi la fel nu fi bovina
Ca iti f*t moralu si creierii in 2 vorbe si-o rima.
P*zda proasta ia si te-nchina,
Si la distanta multi ani lumina
Satra-i numeroasa gen China
P*zda-i fina-lama lu Killaaa.
Versuri Killa Fonic
Video Killa Fonic

[Intro]
Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

[Verse 1]
Get a little closer to me too
You get a little shy when we start to move
Get a little high when I’m tryna decide if it’s London or China too
Forget about the plans that you got baby
Kiss me like you can’t have too many
The Earth is like round and round we go
When it’s gon’ stop, you never know

[Pre-Chorus]
So in the meantime I’m living and I’m gonna love
Because you choose me, I’m walkin’ cloud 9 above

[Chorus]
Baby’s in love
Baby’s on top, never gon’ stop to get what she wants
Whatever she want, givin’ it up, ’cause baby’s in love
Baby don’t need anything more than just what I got
Baby’s in love

Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

[Verse 2]
Get a little excited from across the room
I just can’t seem to keep my eyes off you
Smile at me so I smile at you
Then you feel so loved, when I dance with you
Tonight the way that you moving
Make me wanna lose it
Round and round we go
When it’s gon’ stop, you never know

[Pre-Chorus]
So in the meantime I’m living and I’m gonna in love
Because you choose me, I’m walkin’ cloud 9 above

[Chorus]
Baby’s in love
Baby’s on top, never gon’ stop to get what she wants
Whatever she want, givin’ it up, ’cause baby’s in love
Baby don’t need anything more than just what I got
Baby’s in love

Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

Something about that makes me wanna dance
Something about that makes me wanna move
Something about that makes me wanna get down and get closer to you

[Verse 1]
I wore diamonds for the birth of your baby
For the birth of your son
On the same day my husband to be
Packed his things to run
Was bittersweet to say the least
One life begins, one comes undone
I’ve always been a strong woman of faith
Strong like a tree but the unlucky one

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m going down, now
With all of my

[Chorus]
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us, didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

[Verse 2]
I wore diamonds for the day of our wedding
For our day in the sun
On the same day my mother to be said she wouldn’t come
It’s always been that way with me
No time for change, no time for fun
It’s always been that way it seems
One love begins, one comes undone

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m going down, now
With all of my

[Chorus]
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us, didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

[Bridge]
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

[Chorus]
Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us, didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

[Outro]
Fine china, fine china, fine china
Fresh linen, fresh linen, fresh linen
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

[LUMIÈRE, spoken]
Ma chère Mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents: your dinner!

(sung)
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin ’round your neck, cherie
And we’ll provide the rest
Soup du jour
Hot hors d’oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it’s delicious
Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes
They can sing, they can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you’ll
Be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest!

Beef ragout
Cheese soufflé
Pie and pudding, en flambé
We’ll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret!
You’re alone
And you’re scared
But the banquet’s all prepared
No one’s gloomy or complaining
While the flatware’s entertaining
We tell jokes! I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks

[Hook]
And it’s all in perfect taste
That you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You’ve won your own free pass
To be our guest
If you’re stressed
It’s fine dining we suggest

Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!
Get your worries off your chest
Let us say for your entree
We’ve an array; may we suggest:
Try the bread! Try the soup!
When the croutons loop de loop
It’s a treat for any dinner
Don’t belive me? Ask the china
Singing pork! Dancing veal!
What an entertaining meal!
How could anyone be gloomy and depressed?
We’ll make you shout "encore!"
And send us out for more
So, be our guest!
Lumiere:
Be our guest!
Chorus:
Be our guest!

[Mrs. Potts]
It’s a guest! It’s a guest!
Sake’s alive, well I’ll be blessed!
Wine’s been poured and thank the Lord
I’ve had the napkins freshly pressed
With dessert, she’ll want tea
And my dear that’s fine with me
While the cups do their soft-shoein’
I’ll be bubbling, I’ll be brewing
I’ll get warm, piping hot
Heaven’s sakes! Is that a spot?
Clean it up! We want the company impressed
We’ve got a lot to do!
Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest!
(She’s our guest!)
She’s our guest!
(Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!)

[Lumiere]
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who’s not serving
He’s not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful…
Suddenly those good old days are gone
Ten years we’ve been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!

[Hook]
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Our command is your request
It’s been years since we’ve had anybody here
And we’re obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight’s still glowing
Let us help you, we’ll keep going

[Lumiere with Hook]
Course by course, one by one
‘Til you shout, "Enough! I’m done!"
Then we’ll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you’ll prop your feet up
But for now, let’s eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!

Versuri Cabron – Asa ceva

Nu gasesti asa ceva, asa ceva, decat in Romania. (x2)

Nu gasesti asa ceva decat in Romania
Nu cauta in alta parte, yeahhh
China si America chiar mai au ce invata
Ar trebui meditate, yeahhh.

Cand au aflаt ca aici e aur
Au venit toti sa puna mana pe tezaur
Sa ne bea din pahare sangele de taur
Si sa cumpere piese fabricate in fauri
Se aude pana la francezi
Aia care zic ca-n Romania bani nu vezi
Sa vina pe la noi sa ne vada din prima
Cu Rolex-ul la mana cand sare benzina
Ca romanul are haz, uite un mertan pe butelie de gaz
Langa o masina cu numere de Bulgaria
Cu muzica blana de se aude pana-n Spania
Ca toate merg ca pe roate
Mai ales cu prima casa si alte rate
Mai ales de cand buzunarul e mai chel
Vor mai multe magazine si blocuri in cartier.

Nu gasesti asa ceva decat in Romania
Nu cauta in alta parte, yeahhh
China si America chiar mai au ce invata
Ar trebui meditate, yeahhh.

Si parca nu se vede criza.
Ca se transfera ca liga A pe visa.
Si mai plecam sa stampileze viza.
Da ne intoarcem ca e mai buna la noi briza.
Chiar daca zic unii ca nu-i versuri-lyrics.info
Si ca femeile de aici nu-s locul 1
Campioanele care excita baieteii cu bani
Bombe romanesti de-i darama si pe talibani
De la primul matinal
Care-i stirea lunii de nu mai are egal
Ca romanul nu e altu’ si asta devine clar
Facem copii si-n casa si in penitenciar.
Treaba merge ca pe roate,
Mai ales ca noi primim bani si fara acte.
Mai ales de cand buzunarul e mai chel
Parca e mai multa lume pe terase-n cartier.

Nu gasesti asa ceva decat in Romania
Nu cauta in alta parte, yeahhh
China si America chiar mai au ce invata
Ar trebui meditate, yeahhh.

Asa ceva. (x4)

Nu gasesti asa ceva decat in Romania
Nu cauta in alta parte, yeahhh
China si America chiar mai au ce invata
Ar trebui meditateee. (meditate)
Versuri Cabron
Video ceva

[Intro: DJ Big L & Fetty Wap]
Niggas can’t fucking stop us
ZooGang
Zoovie, Zoovie
Let’s go!

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, what’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
Bet your poppa [?] I got bands [?]
I was in the trap, sellin’ crack for my ten to fo’
Coming [?] with the guap, rocking Timberland
In my old days, kept a Glock, snatching Benjamins
I was on the porch, waiting for the mailman, yeah
Knew I had that pack soon as that mail came, yeah
I was getting birds straight from the China man, yeah
Pop one of these triggers, feel like you in China, man, yeah
Now I’m doing shows, getting paid for some true shit
Dropped "Trap Queen" then we got the whole crew lit
RGF the island, taking pictures on a cruise ship
Only bad bitches who done Zoovie love to cruise with, Wap!

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 2: Drebo]
Chains on a lil nigga, pipes on, lil trap
This your bitch theme song, nigga, tell your nigga, "Get back"
She said she love the squeezy, baby, these fuck niggas hate me
We pulling up crazy, these Percs got me lazy, damn
I fell in love with these Balmains, got Ramen jeans in my shit
Ben Franklins stay on me, that’s hella blues in my grip
Yeah, I got a bad bitch with a fat ass, she still sucking my dick
And we rolling ’round, we running ’round, we still stay with that clip
All this ice all on my neck, young nigga gon’ flex
Ain’t got Nikes on, these Balenciagas, but I’m still getting that check
I swear a young nigga so blessed, I’m gettin’ money fuck stress
Solid nigga, no vest, you broke niggas, no set, Squeezy

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Verse 3: Monty]
1738, them niggas still lit
That’s that shit my haters gotta deal with
Bad, pretty, yo, I’ma chill with
Everybody dead, hit the kill switch
Boy, don’t get your wheels hit, riding with the Draco
Catch him then it’s case closed, fuck niggas, we hate those
Lots and lots of bank rolls, that means that I’m real rich
I heard that’s your main ho and she let me still hit
Said she want to cool with
Every time she call me up, pick up and be like, "Who dis?"
Monty getting money so I guess he on his new shit
Cool shit, mixing 17 with the D’ussé, D’ussé, damn

[Hook: Fetty Wap]
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, the island boys, get it real quick, yeah
What’s the difference between us? We real rich, yeah
Gun license for the crew, I let ’em drill shit, yeah
Only hoes love to argue, you ain’t real, bitch, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Outro: Fetty Wap]
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah
RGF, them island boys, get it real quick, yeah

[Geechie Suede]
I wanna rock right now
I brought my whole alliance and we all Bronx-bound
Drunk up off the cisco with the figaro and links
Countin all the moolah and the diamante sphinx
Dragging on the reefer’s got my soul high for weeks
I think i see 5 put the mag under the seats
We living like it’s dynasty with custom-made juice
[?] blaze is empty i need to get loose

[Sonny Cheeba]
Watches into the lil underworld
Put sugar walls in naked cities under sniper’s moon
The house of bamboo is shining love acupuncture
Menage a trois the french connection is the satin prince
Watch the re moment and taste up in seventh heaven
On cloud 9 contact minnesota fats
Let em dream let em dream
Of the satin city
When of the wine those moonshiners fine as hollywood
How we do how we do

[Hook x2]
Coast with me in the vicar
Bubblin
Six figures on ice
Bubblin
Erryday type bidness
Bubblin
Diamond cork franchise
Bubblin

[Sonny Cheeba]
The high from sonny cheeba
Connect with the Sheba baby shan
The snatch gold and free c’est la vie
Midnight sun melting ice grills of the face
Mr frost they close with the slaves of new york

[Geechie Suede]
Tiffany conniption
Persist and clutch extension
Connive and blade heiress underseas tension
Cut close with toast
Cherish pearl tongues
Arabian nights designing dreams for the young

[Sonny Cheeba]
Way out with the satin struthers
And erryday’s hollywood on my satin dogs
They was with dr. feelgood in my seduction palace
On king size Ethan Allen
Comin better cheat
Inside my nutcracker suite

[Geechie Suede]
First notice black lotus
Blow this with friction
Currency exchange multiple digital diction
Remote control corners, digested sugar
Praise be the Lo-ah for love we gon’ live it

[Hook x2]
Coast with me in the vicar
Bubblin
Six figures on ice
Bubblin
Erryday type bidness
Bubblin
Diamond cork franchise
Bubblin

[Sonny Cheeba]
Love for the cot
It’s hot sugar live on the block
A flight to the jungletown plot
They shine a light put the jizm up in the flow
My air tight sugar flow and slick lo enough
I’m on a blockbust with the jungle game prayed
And shakedown from the main squeeze erryday
Put notes on the bricks with the razor out dice
And check it out why yo get out black [?]

[Geechie Suede]
And now we live that pop life, tequila sunrise
Mo Don visions, China doves cry
Reflect off the ocean, Graceland moves
Pacific height action, the firestar crew
Vanilla trench apron, istol underneath
The ballantine believers, not when i sweep
The odyssey of lo-ah, boy it’s to the sky
Brigante syndicate for the solar flight high

[Hook x2]
Coast with me in the vicar
Bubblin
Six figures on ice
Bubblin
Erryday type bidness
Bubblin
Diamond cork franchise
Bubblin

[Verse 1: Price]
One heart, one love, one mind
I ain’t the type of jam you play one time
I been cold with my rhyme since Wyclef used to say "One Time"
Get up, I ain’t talkin’ sit-ups when I tell you niggas that it’s crunch time
Middle finger up one time, that’s my Fuck Donald Trump sign
Melanated by the sunshine
March along on the frontline
If it’s verses, bars or the punchlines
I got more bodies than lunch lines
You can miss me with them war rhymes
This is like Rap Before Time
You Little Foot niggas wanna walk in my shoes
But the Vans ain’t your size
Lil nigga ’cause they’re my size
Hundred dollars to a bum on the corner
Yeah, that’s how I pay my tithes
The church house can’t get my dime
Wanna gold dig, why try?
You gon’ barely get the WiFi
High as fuck, still rollin’ up, yeah that’s what they call a high rise
Audio Push you know we see
My Turn 3, you know it’s here
I need the green guacamole dip
I want weed, water, and Chipotle chips
West side, yeah I’m on the trip
Touch down, yelling "hold my dick"
Couple stores and a restaurant
Black ownership, yeah I’m on my shit
909-951 ’till they pull the plug
Too cool for clubs, cool for school
It’s true as much true enough
You talk too much, don’t do enough
Ever since I moved to [love?], the Jeffersons been movin’ up
Paper preferences, I’m coolin’ blunts
You can’t be hesitant if you move with us
I just blew it up, it’s my turn
Price

[Verse 2: Oktane]
One two three, three two one
Look
She told me she is not the type of game you play
And I’m the kinda chance you only take one time
Try to tell her I can help you if you stay
Gave the chance of her life, you couldn’t make one fine
Now step back while I do this, hear you and my music
I know you probably feel stupid ’cause these other niggas is clueless
This 2017 ruthless, need a 2017 roofless
With a lady in it that spit out her gum
And give me some like she toothless
I’m a simple man out to get these bands, nigga
Simple plan, give my life, give the game some light
Never give a damn, My Turn 3
Hair long, I’m what they would like to be
One man on this microphone and no one writes for me
It’s a sight to see, couldn’t be a boxer and say fight for me
So I never understood why fans let it slide, it’s weak
7 days, making plays, eleven ways
7/11 and never strayed, hot dice, you ain’t never paid
Look, see the same people I prayed with, I stayed with
Got paid with, which China outfit they should make quit
‘Cause I couldn’t stay up on the same shit
Can’t see the big picture if you’re always in the middle of it
This was just a little of it, flavor I mean
Nothin’ around you can save you, I mean

[Outro: Oktane]
My Turn 3 boy
What is it you can’t see boy
This a grown man look at me boy
You run up on us and get De-stroyed, straight
My Turn 3, I’m gone

I wore diamonds for the birth of your baby
For the birth of your son
On the same day my husband to be
Packed his things to run
Was bittersweet to say the least
One life begins one comes undone
I’ve always been a strong woman of faith
Strong like a tree but the unlucky one

I’m going down, now
With all of my

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

I wore diamonds for the day of our wedding
For our day in the sun
On the same day my mother to be said she wouldn’t come
It’s always been that way with me
No time for change no time for fun
It’s always been that way it seems
One love begins one comes undone

I’m going down, now
With all of my

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

Fine china, fine china, fine china
Fresh linen, fresh linen, fresh linen
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

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I wore diamonds for the birth of your baby
For the birth of your son
On the same day my husband to be
Packed his things to run
Was bittersweet to say the least
One life begins one comes undone
I’ve always been a strong woman of faith
Strong like a tree but the unlucky one

I’m going down, now
With all of my

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

I wore diamonds for the day of our wedding
For our day in the sun
On the same day my mother to be said she wouldn’t come
It’s always been that way with me
No time for change no time for fun
It’s always been that way it seems
One love begins one comes undone

I’m going down, now
With all of my

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
All of my all of my fine china
Blue uh, blue

Fine china and fresh linen
All of my dresses with them tags still on them
Fine china and dull silver
My white horses and my ivory almonds
I guess they really got the best of us didn’t they?
They said that love was enough but it wasn’t
The earth shattered, the sky opened
The rain was fire but we were wooden

Fine china, fine china, fine china
Fresh linen, fresh linen, fresh linen
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah

[Verse 1]
I was born a bull in a china cabinet
Drawn to the delicate like it’s a magnet
Perfume bottle on a mirror tray
Tempered glass on a windown pane
Timeless face on a pocket watch
Time is ticking

[Chorus]
I leave it all in ruins
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m doing
I’m hard on things that matter
Hold a heart so tight it shatters
So I stay away from things that break

[Verse 2]
Can’t make a man a promise
With the best of intentions
Drive two hundred miles on a rundown engine
Put a blanket underneath a hollow tree
When the wind blows hard it will fall on me
Stick around long and you will see
Time is ticking

[Chorus]
I leave it all in ruins
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m doing
I’m hard on things that matter
Hold a heart so tight it shatters
So I stay away from things that break

[Bridge]
Me, I don’t ever wanna get too close
Or be held responsible
For the pain that you can’t see
Somebody once broke me

[Chorus]
I leave it all in ruins
‘Cause I don’t know what I’m doing
I’m hard on things that matter
Hold a heart so tight it shatters
So I stay away from things that break

[Verse]
I was in the back where they left me at
Nigga you don’t know me where you seen me at?
I be on the court where my team be at
You be on the sidelines where the cheerleaders be at
You know I’m always busy chasin’ greenbacks
I double back, I’m the hitman with double straps
And now I got yo’ chick high ’cause I got the sack
I’m switchin’ lanes, doin’ donuts in a Pontiac
Niggas claim they spitters where yo’ bars at?
If he ain’t talkin’ ’bout no money I won’t call back
I call Ricky, he pull up now yo’ skull cracked
I call Momo he pull up with that big mac
I’m smokin’ strong like a six pack
These niggas lie so I got no choice but to spit facts
I’m the last of my kind
I’m stackin’ every penny I could never drop a dime
And I can tell when you lyin’
I’m writin’ music on the plane just to make the time fly
Bitch I might do a drive-by
When I’m askin’ for my money better look me in my eye
And keep it real don’t lie
Tell me how you fucked it up tryna eat the whole pie
Fake niggas I despise
I can’t even trust a chick ’cause she only want my prize
I gotta eat so I’m want the supersize
One minute they with you then they wanna scrutinize
And I don’t like to socialize
I smoke OG ’til I got the China eyes
I was smoked out before it was legalized
And I can spot a hater with my eagle eyes
And you don’t even wanna battle
From the Wild, Wild, South, I might pull up on my saddle
You know I rose out the gravel
Only God can judge me, fuck a man with a gavel
You know how I’m comin’
Bang Camp Drumming, it’s nothin’

[Outro]
I just, I just, you know
I could’ve killed the last two bars, but it’s Simmie Season
Niggas know what it is
I mean, bow

How long before I get in?
Before it starts, before I begin?
How long before you decide?
Before I know what it feels like?
Where To, where do I go?
If you never try, then you’ll never know
How long do I have to climb,
Up on the side of this mountain of mine?

Look up, I look up at night
Planets are moving at the speed of light
Climb up, up in the trees
Every chance that you get
Is a chance you seize
How long am I gonna stand
With my head stuck under the sand?
I’ll start before I can stop
Before I see things the right way up

All that noise, and all that sound
All those places I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand?

Ideas that you’ll never find
All the inventors could never design
The buildings that you put up
Japan and China all lit up
The sign that I couldn’t read
Or a light that I couldn’t see
Some things you have to believe
But others are puzzles, puzzling me

All that noise, and all that sound
All those places I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand
Ah when you see it then you’ll understand?

All those signs, I knew what they meant
Some things you can invent
Some get made, and some get sent
Oh
Birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand
Ah, when you see it then you’ll understand?

Ooohhh yeah baby, you’re in luck,
Free fix for a fuck
You can start to suck and I’ll fix you for a fuck
It ain’t like you’re turning tricks,
It’s just a fuck for a fix
Now come on baby, shoot shit in your vein
I know you ain’t got a brain,
That’s why I say
Free fix for a fuck, free fix for a fuck
Get on your knees and start to suck
And I’ll fix you for a fuck
Come on girl, you know what it’s about
Pull down your pants
An I’ll show you what’s it’s all about
Come on, get your fix tonight
Get naked and ball me right
Got a bag of china white
That says you’re gonna get naked tonight
Feel the rush shot through your brain
I’m gonna drive you insane,
That’s why I say
Free fix for a fuck, free fix for a fuck
Get on your knees and start to suck
And I’ll fix you for a fuck
Ooh yeah baby, isn’t it nice
Ooh yeah, it’s time to raise the price
Get your chunk now isn’t this easy
Now you have to get really sleazy
Not just a slutfuck…but a good buttfuck
Free fix for a buttfuck, free fix for a buttfuck
That’s why I say
Free fix for a buttfuck, free fix for a buttfuck
Get on your knees and start to suck
Free fix for a buttfuck…right up your ass!