Tag: Jordan

[Chorus (Sampled)]
Gimme that [?] right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (We gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (We do it right now), right now
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)

[Verse 1: Rapsody]
Yo
Normally spit ice cold, three-thousand [?] below
Opposite [?], niggas don’t feel me doe
Back in it, two molars to kill ’em, I’m ill: cobra
I’m sittin’ [?] shit [?] yo, it’s so over
Blue Ivy Carter, Deshaun became a pop
Like daughter they say the flow of Hova is beautiful
I’m killer, my nigga, rigamortus like K. Dot
My Jeremy Lin flow, yo, I stepped in the game hot
They [?] to me, over on Blake Griffin
I ball so hard, couldn’t find me [?] you niggas
Been awaitin’ mine, witnessin’ real proof
[?] been over like that too

[Chorus: Rapsody & Samples]
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Gimme that [?] right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)

[Verse 2: Rapsody]
Yo
Saturday-Sunday flow, that’s how the week end
Lines remind you of waitin’ shoppin’ for Jordan 10’s
Anxious for my release, rap is the real deal
D’Angelo naked truth [?] drugs how it really feel
Gettin’ ’em sky high, stuck in my flow still
Rushin’ my patience gon’ have me rushin’ patients I kill
To E.R., more liquor for my homies, my nigga
[?] we catch ya attention like Aston
Martin’s driven in places niggas can’t afford them
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent [?] the acronym
[?] I represent (we gon’ do it right now)
Yo, [?] I’m holdin’ my weight
Don’t worry ’bout niggas, flow’ll take care of ’em: Drake
Lost in the party life, feeling eighteen again
Reason for wylin’ tonight but give me another sin
Killin’ these niggas off, exposin’ they spines
Niggas backed [?] half of these niggas can’t rhyme (yo)
Just speaking the truth, ain’t no fuckin’ with mine
Yo, [?] and right now is the time

[Pre-Chorus: Rapsody]
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)
We do it (we do it, we do it)

[Chorus: Rapsody & Samples]
(We gon’ do it right now), [?], we did it right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), right now
Right now (we gon’ do it right now), [?]
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)
We do it right now (now, now)
We gon’ do it right now (now, now)

It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kinda situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’mma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (down, down, down)
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I was trying to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Left me alone in the streets
Now you done woken the beast
All these GG snakes on me
Shopping sprees after shopping sprees, I go
I go, yeah, should have seen the sign
[?] love’s blind, I guess danger gets me excited
I am on a threesome diet right now, baby
I’m taking trips to Miami traveling down seven keys
Ducking off, sipping Grey Geese
Never thought you plea these actions I did
Never thought you had my head on a leash
Never thought you had my heart tryna leave
Saying things I never speak about
I’ma handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, you’re not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Fér!
They said you used to be the one that used to two step, baby
But I’m too rich for that to happen, whoa whoa
Like Ali, I’ma bounce back off the ropes
In my Jordan’s, yeah, Jordan with the tongue
In my Kobe’s, yeah, hitting 81
And I’m going gold, find a badder one
Let the check blow, now that’s platinum
I’ma recoup, buy the blue coupe
Bought a new house, that’s a new roof
I’ma make lemonade out of lemons, got a sweet tooth
And I learn from my truths
And learn from my last
And learn from my past
I knew this won’t last
Just tell me quick fast

[Bridge: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
So I can handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, your not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Intro]
Of course I wanna see you make it
Shit, only if you taking me with you
Shit, If you ain’t taking me withcha now I don’t know
Shit…

[Hook]
‘Cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t want to see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when I’m riding through the city I don’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when I’m sliding on a nigga I don’t need no codefendant
All ’cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t want to see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when I’m riding through the city I don’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when I’m sliding on a nigga I don’t need no codefendant

[Verse 1]
I’m on posted on the Ugly, I’m outcha" in the open, wit it
I’m on that Zoe shit, ain’t no hoe shit, ain’t no folding in me
I got like four lil bitches on here, That one with no Jimmy
I ain’t wear no suit and tie right now but I give the nigga the business
I should’ve killed my cousin that night ’cause he was my only witness
But I ain’t kill him ’cause I love that nigga till infinity
And If I buy a house, you feel like you deserve to live in it
And If I buy a car, you feel like you deserve infinity
How the fuck you feel like that, when you weren’t ouchta here with me getting it
You wasn’t even at my sentencing
I was in a fucked up predicament
Oh you don’t love me no more?
I ain’t your brother no more?
Cuz I don’t give you nothin" no more
I ain’t your brother no more

[Hook]
‘Cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me making no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent
Oh ’cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent

[Verse 2]
You ain’t have to eat grits, 3 in the morning
You ain’t have to sleep with a nigga on the toilet
I don’t wanna ball, [?] wearing Jordan’s
All that bullshit, I’m trying to avoid it
I ain’t ask you when you had your shot
I ain’t ask you when we got kicked out
I ain’t ask you, I was posted on the block
I was doing fraud, I was going up top
I was eatin’ peanut butter
Nigga how you got my number
I don’t really owe nobody
Matter fact I don’t know nobody
Matter fact nigga leave me alone
I ain’t tryna get out my zone
I ain’t tryna get out my bubble
I ain’t on that shit you on
I don’t wanna relapse on niggas
I better not wack me a nigga
I’m just tryna rap these songs
So let me just rap these songs
You ain’t take me when you had your time
You ain’t take me when you had your shine
Why when I’m focused y’all saying I got changed
It’s like y’all wanna see me in them chains

[Hook]
‘Cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me making no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent
Oh ’cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no soldiers with me
‘Cause when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent

[Intro: Mozzy]
Four finger banging, I’m from four park
Pop a couple pills and then smoke ports
Y’all don’t know nothing ’bout that gangster shit, ah
I got shooters in my corner, they don’t play about me
Nigga watch what you say about me
Nah, they don’t play about me

[Verse: Mozzy]
I got shottas in my corner, they don’t play about me
Watch what you say about me
They chewing faces ’bout me
We in this ancient Audi, it’s in Alicia name
But this blammy I’m brandishing in them people’s name
My younging gunning for nothing, little Uzzy need a name
Inquired about his prices when I seen his aim
Them better days never came when we prayed for ’em
The oven on 450, keep the place warm
Jordan’s launching every month, I had to beg for ’em
And she still ain’t cop ’em, my grades started dropping
My gang started popping, ain’t no way I’m going to college
Momma and poppa couldn’t save me when them niggas robbed me
It’s traumatizing watching bullets penetrate a body
Without a body, niggas treat you like you ain’t nobody
You know I got it, I’m bagging up all this powder
Purchase 20 P’s, all sour
Be there in a hour
1750 on the counter
I promise it’s all there, you could count it
I never got an allowance
Now I’m up a couple hundred thousand
Slither through the hood, I’m just browsing
Peanut butter couches in the foreign got me lounging
Thinking ’bout this ‘Rarri, discussing with my accountant
My mama looking at houses, told her to point ’em out
And we gone make it happen, you know what your boy about
Watch how they follow the route
Getting to it for real
We don’t need a deal, niggas gucci over here
Cubicals in the air, cubicals in the charm
Tell ’em ring the alarm, a Cali nigga in charge
Banging B-Sunny, they tackled him on the yard
Anything can happen when shackled behind bars
Nah, you don’t love me like you say you do
When them suckers slid on me, nigga, fuck you do
A single body ain’t enough, gotta come anew
I’m 100 through and through, ain’t nothing new
You don’t love me like you say you do

[Verse 1]
Yeah
My name buzzin’, ain’t no way you could ignore it
I did not come this far so they could ignore me
I am not the one to say, "I’ll do it in the mornin’"
I’d rather get it done, don’t focus on what’s not important
They try to talk to me like they been nothin’ but supportive
Appreciate the love, but do not show up on my doorstep
If you ain’t about that real, I suggest that you avoid me
If we ain’t on the same page, that’s the end of story, ah!
Hey, you are not a baller ’cause your closet’s full of Jordan’s
You are not a rich man ’cause you’re on the Forbes list
First, I dropped a record, then you know I gotta tour it
Real’s still the slogan, only difference is there’s more of us
The story of my life feels like it’s just beginnin’ now
I ask you a question, I want answers, not the run-around
You the one that brought it up, but I’m the one to shut it down
If you ain’t got the album yet, I brought you one, I’m at your house
Hey!

[Hook]
All I see is green lights
All I see is green lights
All I spit is real life
Bet you don’t know what that’s like (huh?)
All I see is green lights, woo
All I see is green lights, yeah
All I spit is real life
I bet you don’t know what that’s like

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I know where I’m goin’, I don’t let no one distract me
I don’t need directions from nobody in the back seat
I don’t need these people in my corner tryna gas me
I’d rather have people in my corner tryna check me
Yeah, I walk off the bus a different city than the last week
Let the fans speak, they gon’ tell you ’bout the past me
If I’m bein’ honest, last year I was in a bad place
Wouldn’t say I’m out of it, but don’t feel like I can’t be, ah!
Who you know droppin’ clean records, but they nasty?
I was made for this, I could tell when mama had me
I hopped right off the table, told my doctor, "I ain’t average."
He asked me, "What does that mean?"
I told him, "Get the pen and pad, please."
Who’d a known I’d write something that could change lives?
I don’t think y’all fully understand the way you changed mine
I look at the future that’s in front of me with both eyes
Three records, three years, I don’t like to waste time
Oh yeah!

[Hook]
All I see is green lights, yeah
All I see is green lights, haha
All I spit is real life (real life)
Bet you don’t know what that’s like (you don’t know!)
All I see is green lights (green lights), woo
All I see is green lights (green lights), yeah
All I spit is real life (oh!)
I bet you don’t know what that’s like (no!)

[Outro]
Haha
All I see is—green lights!
Yeah
Oh my!

[Intro]
Of course I wanna see you make it
Shit, only if you taking me with you
Shit. If you ain’t taking me withcha now I don’t know Shit

[Hook]
Cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t want to see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when I’m riding through the city I don’t need no soldiers with me
Cause when I’m sliding on a nigga I don’t need no codefendant
All cause I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t want to see me make it no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when I’m riding through the city I don’t need no soldiers with me
Cause when I’m sliding on a nigga I don’t need no codefendant

[Verse 1]
I’m on posted on the Ugly, I’m outcha” in the open, wet it
I’m on that Zoe shit
Ain’t no hoe shit
Ain’t no folding in me
I got like four lil bitches on here, That one with no Jimmy
I ain’t wear no suit and tie right now but I give the nigga the [?]
I should have killed my cousin that night cuz he was my only witness
But I ain’t kill him cuz I love that nigga till infinity
And If I buy a house, you feel like you deserve to live in it
And If I buy a car, you feel like you deserve infinity
How the fuck you feel like that, when you weren’t ouchta here with me getting it
You wasn’t even at my sentencing
I was in a fucked up predicament
Oh you don’t love me no more?
I ain’t your brother no more?
Cuz I don’t give you nothin” no more
I ain’t your brother no more

[Hook]
Cuz I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me making no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no solders with me
Cuz when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent
Oh Cuz I ain’t looking out no more so you ain’t fucking with me
You don’t wanna see me making no more since you ain’t coming with me
And when Im riding through the city I ain’t need no solders with me
Cuz when Im sliding on a nigga I don’t need no CoDefendent

[Verse 2]
You ain’t have to eat grits, 3 in the morning
You ain’t have to sleep with a nigga on the toilet
I don’t wanna ball, [?] wearing Jordan’s
All that bullshit, Im trying to avoid it
I ain’t ask you when you had your shot
I ain’t ask you when we got kicked out
I ain’t ask you, I was posted on the block
I was doing fraud, I was going up top
I was eating peanut butter
Nigga how you got my number
I don’t really owe nobody
Matter fact I don’t know nobody
Matter fact nigga leave me alone
I ain’t tryna get out my zone
I ain’t trynna get out my bubble
I ain’t on that shit you on
I don’t wanna relapse on niggas
I better not wack me a nigga
I’m just tryna rap these s
So let me just rap these songs
[transcribing in progress}

[Interview]
[?] :There’s certain tapes that really take shit to another level for an artist
With 50 it was 50 Cent was the Future
When it was Wiz Khalifa it was Kush & Orange Juice
You know, Drake it was obviously So Far Gone
J. Cole, The Come Up
Does this feel like one of those for you?

[Intro]
(D-Lo on the beat)
Yeah
Don
Corner stories nigga
Takin’ niggas to the corner for real nigga
For real, for real
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Whoa, whoa

[Verse]
I pull up on bitches that fronted when we ain’t had nothin’
My nigga we came here from nothin’
Niggas just makin’ assumptions
We faithfully pumpin’
I woke up and shaved me an onion
I put my hood on the map
They talkin’ that talk
But they ain’t put they foot in the trap
I put down that pack
Man, I couldn’t relax
Perfected my craft
Now look where I’m at
I’m not forgettin’ it
Pourin’ and sippin’ it
Me and you, we not equivalent
Yeah yeah yeah
I’m [?] it
Water I’m drippin’ it
Avianne got me drenched in it
Yeah
I’m Perk poppin’, Louis shirt rockin
The work pop, I take her purse shoppin’
I put Céline on my main bitch
Channel for my second and third options
I’m frontin’ in Fendi
I’m back off the bubble
Them racks in the duffle
I keep it stuffed
My neighbors is bitchin’
I’m plannin’ on buyin’ a crib
On a lake when the lease is up
The money callin’ and I keep in touch
If it ain’t blind you
You ain’t see enough
I’m callin’ Jordan when I’m re-in’ up
I got a shipment comin’ if my [sneakers scuffed]
They know me for pourin’ two liters up
Straight out the bottle
You know I don’t need a cup
10,000 to brighten the pinkie up
I could’a put that on a Kia truck
I’d rather stack it till I’m in the Aston
With the system blastin’ while I’m whippin’ past ’em
Woods burnin’ like I’m in the cabin
Expensive fashion when the pictures snappin’
I go to Atlanta I’m hittin’ them firest bitches
Give Xans and them Mollies to biches
Percs and the Roxies we fuck on a lot of prescriptions
‘Cause you treat ’em like Hollywood bitches
Slide in your DM, but I don’t be followin’ bitches
I just had to block a few bitches
See ’em in public I’m duckin’ and dodgin’
I can’t even say I acknowledge you bitches
Whoa

[Interview]
[?] :Yeah man, Don
You know, I.. I.. I appreciate… For me, as a journalist
There’s no better time for an artist. This is most exciting time
As an artist. These are always my favorite interviews because it’s like…
Don Q: These are special moments right here
[?]: Yeah, you got that glow man, definitely, the.. the… It’s there in Corner Stories. I think… it’s gonna cement it man. So I’m just happy to be a part of it
Don Q: Yeah man. I’m happy to have you a part of it man
[?]: My man though!
Don Q: Corner Stories

[Verse 1]
With a love for the underdog
Man, they treat me like they wanna fuck
Ain’t the favorite on your undercard
The livest nigga under y’all
So don’t make me get the gun involved
Catch a charge and run the [?]
I hustle more than that nigga in the corner store
Corner stone
I’ma be the nigga that they calling for
Soaring up
Like that nigga Mike in his Jordan 4’s
When I’m coming down only time I’m falling off
Get a calling card, ‘lil nigga so broad, fucking talk
I’ma be a statement for that [?] Forbes
This that magic shit like Dumbledore
This that lavish shit y’all tumble for
Niggas want it but I want it more
Make a band off a couple cups, and I’m hot, I got the sun involved
I don’t want it, man, I want it all
These my feelings in a couple bars
Sun shining like it’s fucking [?]

[Hook]
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You know you done fucked up, right?)
You fuck around and you get shot, boy
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That every night make a knot boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You can smell a nigga with money, huh?)
You fuck around and you get shot, boy

[Verse 2]
I’m from the city where the skinny niggas ride
Big semi on they side
Real life, making fifty out of five
Puffing sticky, sipping Henny while I drive
Real niggas die but I feel so alive
My eye up on the prize
You always gotta strive
Take your piece of devil pie
Now my level rising high
See a ribbon in the skyline
Fuck the other side
See my shots is ill advised, I know niggas that duck inside
It’s dark outside
It’s nuts outside
Sharp niggas leave you pumped outside
Parallel to your ride, [?] is the C-25
Blood [?], see the heat in my eyes, keep the heat on my side
‘Cause this Tec probably keep me alive
I ain’t high, I’m just peeping the vibe
Just beef in the Trap, fuck that, and I ain’t keeping it back
Real rap, this is deeper than rap, yeah

[Hook]
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That very night make a [?] boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You know you done fucked up, right?)
You fuck around and you get shot, boy
I was grown up by them Glock boys
Them heat-makers and them hot boys
That very night make a [?] boys
Them rock boys and them Glock boys
(You can smell a nigga with money, huh?)
You fuck around and you get shot, boy

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami, causin’ trouble in LA
Rowdy, Tennessee
If I don’t send for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
I got that li-li-li-life
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah

[Verse 2: Camila Cabello]
Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah (sip it, sip it)
Cyclone, make it spin
‘Cause all I, all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah, I’m cut like a diamond, I’m cold
4 A.M., bloom like a rose
Girls like the summer, we’re gold, uh

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that li-li-li-life
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through (yeah, yeah)
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God (my God), you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah, uh
Oh my God, you’re awesome (oh my God)
Oh my God, yah

[Verse 3: Quavo & Camila Cabello]
Oh my God, she’s so right, though (you know you’re so right)
Me and you, that’s a iso
Waist so small, look like lipo (li-, lipo)
Moonwalk, my diamonds Michael (Mi-, Michael)
She’s so fine, I call my best man (brr)
Ain’t no rings on her left hand (no rings)
I had a dream I was in quicksand (dream)
Then I woke up with the best plans—yah, oh my God—, yah (uh)
Oh my god, you’re awesome (yah)
Smoke more green than Boston (green)
I make a play and call ’em (yah)
Oh my God, she flossin’ (ooh)
On the cover of magazines, I’ma crown the queen (queen)
Bad and boujee, thick and pretty
I’m givin’ her wet dreams (ooh, yuh)
I’m the main reason why her friends like me (hey)
Havin’ her mad at me, tackle me like I’m an athlete (ooh, yuh)

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through (yeah, yeah)
Ooh, my God, you look good today
Ooh, my God, you look good today, yeah (yah)
Back up, back up, back up, do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
Ooh, my God, you look good today
You look good today, yeah
Oh my God

This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
‘Bout Take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on niggas
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face Time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know that we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
You gon’ make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers niggas start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night and it was outstanding
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon’ suck it ’til her jaws locked
She gon’ make me put my bitch on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, niggas we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when them heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage A.K.A. The Reaper huh
Pussy niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

I don’t need love I’m the GOAT
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
‘Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1" man a nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score
Face Time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts ’cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon’ make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 1: Jalil]
Yeah, laber mich nicht voll, Nigga, yeah
Und sag’ mir nicht, Jalil wäre nicht famous
Was, ich hab’ kein Erfolg, Nigga?!
Weiße feiern mich wie Oasis
Rap’ mir keine Message vor
Tagsüber im Store, nachts Predator
Aha, Kapuze auf wie Skeletor
Und Schläger um mich rum wie auf dem Center Court
Ah, Südberlin ist meine Hometown
Thermosiedlung, minimaler Wohnraum
12-2-07
Bleib’ loyal zu der Hood, man ich schwör’s auf die Bibel
Maskulin, wir zwei sind die Essenz, Nigga
Treffsicher, 9 Shots, 50 Cent, Nigga
Kugelsicherer Jugendlicher
Represent, represent, Nigga

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 2: Mortel]
Ah, yeah, ich komme rein mit einem « Nique ta race ! »​
Ihr kommt nicht klar auf meine Wortwahl
Ghetto-Youth, époque sale
Unter Tatverdacht in einem Mordfall
Meine Vergangenheit hat mich gefickt
Schon als Kinder hab’n wir Kilos weggedrückt
Keine Hantelbank, Digga, du weißt
Tausend Prozent Realtalk, ohne Scheiß
Stabile négros in NRW
On fait la bicrave um jeden Preis
Cash, Koks, Nutten, bin pflegeleicht
Streck das Kokain mit Edelweiß
Griselda Blanco, busy wie Pablo
In Kongo wird geschossen so wie in Chicago
Scheiß auf Rapbeef, bin unparteiisch
Hab’ schon Beef mit Bullen, das reicht

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 3: Fler]
Bleib’ derselbe, man du kennst mich
Jede Woche wieder vor dem Richter
Leben auf der Überholspur
Führerschein weg wegen Blitzer
Jeder kleine Schritt wird zur Headline
Jede Handbewegung wird zum Gangsign
Seit 2003 in den Top Ten
Und das alles nur durch rumbrüll’n und frech sein
Signe den Deal
Droppe Sentino, signe Jalil
Bleib’ immer real
Streite mit viel’n, live aus Berlin
Diese Rapper alles Fler-Klone
Doch passen nicht in meine Air-Sohle
Ich Racaille, du Lakai
Du bist vor Gericht Papagei

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Intro: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami causing trouble in LA
Rough day, Tennessee
If I ask them for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
I got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

[Verse 2: Camila Cabello]
Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah
Cyclone, make it spin
Cause all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah I’m cut like a diamond, I’m coal
Follow your bloom like a rose
Cross like the sun when we go
Oooh

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[Post-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

[Verse 3]

[Chorus: Camila Cabello]
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
When she drop, it bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[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

Lookin’ for these better days
Better days, heyy! Better days
Got me thinkin’ bout better days
Better days! Better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin’ bout better days
Time to question our lifestyle, look how we live
Smokin’ weed like it ain’t no thang, so even kids
Wanna try now, they lie down and get ran through
Nobody watches ’em clockin’ the evil man do
Faced with the demons, addicted to hearin’ victims screamin’
Guess we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
‘Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I’d love to see the block in peace
With no more dealers and crooked cops, the only way to stop the beast
And only we can change
It’s up to us to clean up the streets, it ain’t the same
Too many murders, too many funerals and too many tears
Just seen another brother buried plus I knew him for years
Pa**ed by his family, but what could I say?
Keep yo’ head up and try to keep the faith
And pray for better days
Better days, better days, hey!
Better days, got me thinkin’ about better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin’ about better days
Thinkin’ back as an adolescent, who would’ve guessed
That in my future years, I’d be stressin’
Some say the ghetto’s sick and corrupted
Plus my P.O. won’t let me hang with the brothers I grew up with
Tryin’ to keep my head up and stay strong
All my homies slangin’ llello all day long, but they wrong
So I’m solo and so broke
Savin’ up for some Jordan’s, ’cause they dope
I got a girl and I love her but she broke too, and so am I
I can’t take her to the place she wanna go to
So we argue and play fight, all day and night
Makin’ pa**ionate love ’til the daylight
Plus we about to get evicted, can’t pay the rent
Guess it’s time to see who really is yo’ friend
Tell me you pregnant and I’m amazed
So many blessings while we stressin’
Lookin for them better days
Better days, better days hey!
Better days (Oh better days)
Thinkin’ bout better days (I’m lookin for better)
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days (Better days)
Got me thinkin bout better days (Oh)
Now me and you was real cool, hell on them square fools
Since back in high school, we was true, me and you
Hardly parted or seperated, we stayed faded
Affiliated with gangbangers and still made it
Up in the gym, mess with me, gotta mess with him
Still dressin’ like grown men when rollin’
I went to dark, smokin Newports, gamin’ marks
Got a place in my heart, homey stay smart
Locked you up in the pen, and gave you three to ten
I send you letters with naked flicks of old friends
Hopin’ you well, I know it’s hell
Doin time in the cells, you need mail, when you in jail
And me I’m doin’ cool
I settled down, had a family, workin’ in night school
Every once in a while, I reminisce
And wonder how we ever came to this
I miss the better days
Better days, better days, hey!
(Better days) Thinkin’ bout better days
Better days, better days, better days
Hey! Better days
Got me thinkin bout better days
I send this one out,
To all the homeboys down in uh, Clinton lockdown
Rikers Island, all them dudes I was uh locked up with,
E Block, F Block, lower H
N-I-C in Rikers Island,
Downstate
All the peoples I met along the way
Better days is comin’ homeboy, keep your head up
Better days, better days,
Lookin for the better days hey
Better days, hm better days, lookin for the better days
Better days, better days,
Lookin for the better days hey
(Better days)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani & Lauren & {Normani} & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth that wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + {Normani}: together & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Marlo]
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the slums, niggas knowin’ how we come
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the bricks where we ain’t have shit
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town

[Verse 1: Lil Baby & Marlo]
Back when G-Dog caught his time ’cause he wouldn’t drop a dime
Back when Big Fred died, had the whole hood cryin’
OG True lost his life in his own hood
Niggas steady walkin’ ’round like it’s all good
Tiger T got crossed by his own man
I seen him and 8-Ball count a hundred bands
Remember Spencer killed a nigga with his bare hands
Meatball turned red on his own fam
Him and Jordan lil one got killed at the same time
Every time I close my eyes that shit on my mind
What you know about doin’ a paper for some paper
You niggas can’t relate ’cause you ain’t never ran around in that

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Marlo]
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the slums, niggas knowin’ how we come
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the bricks where we ain’t have shit
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town

[Verse 2]
Rest in peace to Shawty Lo, yeah dey know
Back when he was comin’ through the bricks in an armed [?]
Mario got shot, that’s still some bullshit
Remember NuNu got hit with a whole clip
You niggas ain’t from my side, they must be two-sided
They sayin’ C-Dog turned in the whole west side
You niggas never was there
I remember neighborhood fights all at the fair
When micros was the only thing that girls would wear
Then these bitches started puttin’ the kink and twist in their hair
True Religion was the shit, hood days spend your last on an outfit
They say Keen and Big been rich

[Chorus: Lil Baby & Marlo]
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the slums, niggas knowin’ how we come
A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A, that’s where I’m from
I’m from the bricks where we ain’t have shit
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town

[Chorus]
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I don’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it
My niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots

[Verse 1]
Young niggas really paved the way
Pussy nigga tryna ride the wave
Young nigga want a bankroll
Try me, I’ma break a nigga, woah
C Note with me, got a four-five
Nigga ain’t lettin’ shit slide
Tiger told me fuck it, let ’em ride
Told me fuck it, go and spend a block
I keep them blue hundreds like an ATM
You can’t pull up in lil Cali, it ain’t safe out here
Keep some shooters with me, they keep K’s on them
Ballin’ like I’m Jordan, tryna break the rim
Quarter million dollars on me
Ballin’ on these niggas, Curry
Still screamin’ fuck the police
Nigga ain’t gettin’ shit from me
DC in the cut with a MAC-10
Quan in the back with a Draco
All my niggas slidin’ when I say so
All my niggas slidin’ when I say so

[Chorus]
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I don’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it
My niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots

[Verse 2]
Look out for my people
Sellin’ all this reefer
Servin’ like it’s legal
Pull up in the Regal
Went to school to fuck the teachers
Shooting shots from the bleachers
These niggas didn’t believe me
I had to show ’em, made ’em see me
Pull up full pockets for a thigh pad
I got all these niggas big mad
Bitches tryna get some get back
Lil bitty bitch get back
Nigga’s bitches riding pom poms
My lil niggas goin’ straight dumb
I ain’t Lil Weezy but a hot boy
I can’t wait to smash on a call call
These niggas sweet like poptarts
Drive the Hellcat like a hotbox
Party real hard, I’m a rockstar
Rudy in the cut, he a top shotter
If I send the word you a done dada
These niggas broke, got no dollars
I’ma run the money up, no problem
I don’t give a fuck about nobody

[Chorus]
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I can’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
I don’t go on dates, I don’t wait, I fuck first day, yeah
Flooded Pateek, flooded Patek, whatever you call it
My niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’, my niggas ballin’
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots
We gon’ go to war with everybody, all my niggas shootin’ headshots

[Couplet 1 : Nuttea]
Pôle Emploi, c’est pas son truc
Elle veut se lancer dans la musique
Ne pas taffer pour un SMIC
Elle rêve de gloire et d’Amérique
D’avoir des fans et du fric
Du crédit dans les émissions grand public (pathétique)
Cours de chant, cours de danse
Diététique à outrance
Question : du talent, est-ce qu’elle en a ?
Le public le dira
Elle, elle attend son heure
Et, comme le dit son producteur :

[Refrain : Nuttea]
"Si tu bouges comme Rihanna, ça va
Tu chantes comme Rihanna, ça va
T’es gaulée comme Rihanna, ça va"

[Couplet 2 : Taïro & Nuttea]
Il est beau gosse, il le sait
Sûr de son succès
Jean’s Slim et Jordan
V’là le tombeur de ces dames
Elle l’a vu au coin d’la rue
Son cœur s’est arrêté de battre
Elle était toute émue, comme égarée
À la vue du bel [?homme?], bien sûr
Elle veut tenter sa chance
Et, peu importe, elle se lance (évidemment)
Lui, bien sûr, la remarque
Et [XXX] dans un parc
Il se la joue séducteur
Elle sent battre son cœur
Lui, comme un bon vieux renard
Lui glisse à l’oreille sans égard

[Refrain : Nuttea]
"Si tu bouges comme Rihanna, ça va
Tu chantes comme Rihanna, ça va
T’es gaulée comme Rihanna, ça va"

[Coupet 3 : Taïro]
Quelques années de mariage
Et pas l’ombre d’un nuage, non
Non, rien ne manque au tableau
L’amour au top niveau
Et puis la routine s’installe
Tout devient fade et banal
Ils s’embrouillent pour que dalle
Lui voudrait même se faire la malle
Elle l’aime et le supplie :
"Je t’en prie, reste, mon chéri"
Il la regarde sans pitié
Et lui dit sans sourciller :

[Refrain : Nuttea]
"Si tu bouges comme Rihanna, ça va
Tu chantes comme Rihanna, ça va
T’es gaulée comme Rihanna, ça va"

[Intro]
Command, we’ve lost control
The engine’s bound to crash
The lightning strikes went bright
Do not go gently…
It’s just my luck
You shot my bluff down from a thousand miles
I’m falling fast
I’m falling fast

[Chorus]
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

[Verse 1]
I always wondered whether leaving meant something deeper than freedom
To be able to see everything I see when I’m sleeping
Niggas waking up with no job, no mob lynching, we still hangin’
White man telling niggas to ball like Phil Jackson
Pray to Jordan, the play was enough to put up the bail
And a train don’t stop and we ain’t have to ride the rails
Gas in the tank, hardly enough to make it home
They say home is where the hate is, I’m from where they kill their own
Probably film it on their phone, a generation addicted
To technology, the problems we face, it’s so conflicted
To take the burning road and just roll with the punches
Niggas thought I was gone, I Derrick Rose from the trenches
Same fences we jumped as a shorty still in the way
Sometimes I wish I could fly far, far away
Where my sins fall down like pouring rain
Almost slipped my knot, hope I don’t fall again
Standing on my feet, feel so small to look into space
It’s heavy just to stare up there and wonder what waits
So much we still don’t understand, still right in front of our face
I light a match, for the jets

[Chorus]
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to blaze into the light
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
But boy, you’re fine, you’re fine
I want you to rage into the night
I want you to know, know you’re right
Before your final flight
Before your final flight
Racing, racing, red eyes are burning rogue

[Bridge]
Riding a burning road
Running low, not a soul who could know
It’s every man who swept the burning ashes from the road

[Verse 2]
I pull the halloween pistol out of the trunk
Inside my mouth, if it was real, but I would dunk
That’s fucking dumb
How many thousand of kids would like to have mine?
Without a clue about the times I gave my life to have time
I’m tired of waiting
Tired of chasing pills that I’m tired of taking
Tired of court cases, tired of judges
Tired of saying "Fuck it"
Tired of balling around the present, decided this shit’s a gift
Two shots to life, only got one to live
You could lose it any night
Or down it in a fit
Or win a championship game
As a man, I feel pain
As a king, I feel reign
Ask me how I deal with fame
As I write you from my basement
The cards ain’t changed yet
Niggas on 47, still dealing the same shit
Rocks, blow
Ducking cops and clothes
Came into the world naked
Now I’m in all this BAPE shit
Tryna buy a Rolex, can’t even face time
I feel like it’s all wasted
The underground getting wasted
I spent 1500 on these bottles and this table
I shake it before I pop, I promise I’m not stable
But that boy do got horse power
Ignore hours
These days I lose track of days
Been years since I felt this way
Count on me to rage

[Outro]
Before the final flight
Before the final flight
I want you to rage
I want you to know, know you’re right

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 1: Jalil]
Yeah, laber mich nicht voll, Nigga, yeah
Und sag’ mir nicht, Jalil wäre nicht famous
Was, ich hab’ kein Erfolg, Nigga?!
Weiße feiern mich wie Oasis
Rap’ mir keine Message vor
Tagsüber im Store, nachts Predator
Aha, Kapuze auf wie Skeletor
Und Schläger um mich rum wie auf dem Center Court
Ah, Südberlin ist meine Hometown
Thermosiedlung, minimaler Wohnraum
12-2-07
Bleib’ loyal zu der Hood, man ich schwör’s auf die Bibel
Maskulin, wir zwei sind die Essenz, Nigga
Treffsicher, 9 Shots, 50 Cent, Nigga
Kugelsicherer Jugendlicher
Represent, represent, Nigga

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 2: Mortel]
Ah, yeah, ich komme rein mit einem « Nique ta race ! »​
Ihr kommt nicht klar auf meine Wortwahl
Ghetto-Youth, époque sale
Unter Tatverdacht in einem Mordfall
Meine Vergangenheit hat mich gefickt
Schon als Kinder hab’n wir Kilos weggedrückt
Keine Hantelbank, Digga, du weißt
Tausend Prozent Realtalk, ohne Scheiß
Stabile négros in NRW
On fait la bicrave um jeden Preis
Cash, Koks, Nutten, bin pflegeleicht
Streck das Kokain mit Edelweiß
Griselda Blanco, busy wie Pablo
In Kongo wird geschossen so wie in Chicago
Scheiß auf Rapbeef, bin unparteiisch
Hab’ schon Beef mit Bullen, das reicht

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

[Part 3: Fler]
Bleib’ derselbe, man du kennst mich
Jede Woche wieder vor dem Richter
Leben auf der Überholspur
Führerschein weg wegen Blitzer
Jeder kleine Schritt wird zur Headline
Jede Handbewegung wird zum Gangsign
Seit 2003 in den Top Ten
Und das alles nur durch rumbrüll’n und frech sein
Signe den Deal
Droppe Sentino, signe Jalil
Bleib’ immer real
Streite mit viel’n, live aus Berlin
Diese Rapper alles Fler-Klone
Doch passen nicht in meine Air-Sohle
Ich Racaille, du Lakai
Du bist vor Gericht Papagei

[Hook: Fler]
Weil ich und meine Clique kein’ Fick gaben
Mehr Groupies im Backstage als Misswahlen
Habe in der Hood die Jordan 6 an
Und kläre deine Bitch, das ist Schicksal
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein
Sollte so sein, sollte so sein, sollte so sein

Baby, what’cha say?
I ain’t here to, I ain’t here to conversate
Baby, I don’t play
From Miami causing trouble in LA
Rowdy Tennessee,
If I ask them for you, best not come for me
Jordan, 23
Guarantee you’re gonna wanna leave with me

I got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

Ice cold, like my drink
Lose your concentration when you take a sip, yeah
Cyclone, make it spin
Cause all I, all I, all I do is win
Yeah I’m cut like a diamond, I’m coal
Follow you I’ll bloom like a rose,
Cross like the sun when we go

Oooh
We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

We got that la la la la
Pull up, pull up, pull up straight from Tokyo
You cannot believe it when we come through
(Oh) my God, you look good today
(Oh) my God, you look good today
Back up, back up, back up do it slow-mo
Yeah she drop that, bounce back like a yo-yo
(Oh) my God, you look good today
You look good today
Oh my God

[Verse 1]
Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my freeform dreads
I love it when she give a nigga freeform head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo

[Chorus]
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten

[Verse 2]
Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these hoes, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a fuck because I know that I’m the shit

Lyrics Amine – Blinds

Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my free form dreads
I love it when she give a nigga free form head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo.(blinds)

Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten.

Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these h**s, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die versuri-lyrics.info
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a f*ck because I know that I’m the shittt.
Amine lyrics
Video Amine

[Intro: Louis Farrakhan & Monica]
As I met 2 Chainz a few minutes ago, as I gazed into his face, I felt that I was in the presence of royalty. There’s a certain power presence that he gives off
I tried to be, everything you want and need

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
‘Cause you got a deep title don’t mean that you deep
Substance shallow on shit creek, I heard Cole speak
About the bricks, Kendrick got Compton lit
And I’ve been lit ever since I sold nicks
Never fabricated about my fabric, the scale, that’s my apparatus
I give a fuck about the sorriest rappers
This actually happened, path in the back pathogenic
Moved that blow out like we were afrocentric
I had a front row entry, I had the codeine kidney
I made up the Bentiaga truck, you owe me a Bentley
This the rap Ken Griffey, got at least 10 with me
Got at least 10 on me, I’m anti-phony
My girl anti-bony and she get that money
I bought all this shit, don’t go acting anti on me
It’s Mr. Epps in the bank, I give a F what you think
I bought a Tesla today, there’s nothing left in your tank
I did everything except a fucking song with Jay
But I murdered every song I fucking did with Ye
See my verses are better and my subject is realer
See my mom was an addict and my dad was the dealer
And their son is that nigga, I’m no Black activist
I’m a Black millionaire, give you my Black ass to kiss
We used the tree for a fence, I used to land in the trench
Used to dust myself off, then I eat me some shrimp
Coulda did anything, I coulda been me a pimp
I coulda went to the league, I took it straight to the rim
I took it straight to the block, I got Xans in my sock
I got plans for the pot, I got bands, you do not, huh

[Interlude: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, you a miracle. Right now, if you hear this, you’re a miracle, I want you to know that. If you’re able to hear this right now, you are a miracle. Straight up, no kapp

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I’m more Gucci than Vans, give you a Gucci advance
This the chance of your life, you ain’t prepared for your life
See the man without a mic is just a mic gimmick
Anyone, Jordan, Jackson, Tyson, Bivens
Phone number unlisted
Gave her the digits to a number that is long distance
She on the wrong mission and got my palm itching
I had it on me, you can see it in my prom pictures, ugh

[Interlude: 2 Chainz]
I’m telling you, niggas like me fall out the sky. You don’t just bump into me. I’m a real blessing, bro, nah, for real, bro

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
You know the times is rough, you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors, so we got burglar bars
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars, Lord, yeah, okay
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars
You know the times is rough you know the times is hard
I never trust my neighbors so we got burglar bars, Lord, Lord

[Bridge: Monica]
Lord knows
Woke up today, gave thanks
Grateful to see another day, then the storm came
As the night falls, I shed my blood, sweat and tears
Let the rain fall, let it fall, let it fall
One day
Your love will take me right over the stars, Lord knows

[Outro: 2 Chainz]
That soulful trap music, man. Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout Section 8, I’m talkin’ ’bout the ‘partments. You stay in the middle, someone stay on top of you, someone stay below you. What you know about grabbing a broom and shit and hitting upstairs like, "Y’all stop fucking stomping! Y’all stop walking so mothafuckin’ hard!" Then the people downstairs, they doing the same shit to us. Tru, trill shit

[Intro]
Put you on silent before you mess me up
Yeah

[Hook]
Ain’t no fear in me
I shoot my shot like Jordan
My daddy raised me right so no, I’m not an orphan
I’m out here killing them my momma is my lawyer
If I can’t hit the note my sister hit it for me

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no hoe in me we got kicked out the garden
What’s that supposed to mean? Well I am not a farmer
It’s just my bro and me, we rollin’, he my partner
He said we need a banger so my drums are harder
Got people lying on me like my name Mufasa
I’m fresh to deaf so I can’t even hear the gossip
They tryna buy my soul so they can make a dollar
I gotta keep it all in house like it’s a hostage

[Hook]
Ain’t no fear in me
I shoot my shot like Jordan
My daddy raised me right so no, I’m not an orphan
I’m out here killing them, my momma is my lawyer
If I can’t hit the note my sister hit it for me
I found it’s better just to keep it in the family
My homies are the only ones who understand me
Sink or swim I know they’ll never leave me stranded
My brother and my sister, momma and my daddy

[Verse 2]
This beat is super hard, you see it in my shoulders
Don’t know you jackin’ with my donkeys like an ogre
Then they get mad and flip me off like Motorola
I don’t react in fact I still invite them over
Ruffin in the living room, he got ’em dancin’
The house ain’t really big but treat it like a mansion
Got people makin’ t-shirts all up in the attic
I’m in the kitchen, Willie Earl, he got the camera
I can’t make this up, this ain’t another story
What’s goin’ on upstairs, well, that’s another story
Connected to some people, that’s way past the border
Ain’t never seen it, well, because it was imported

[Hook]
Ain’t no fear in me
I shoot my shot like Jordan
My daddy raised me right so no, I’m not an orphan
I’m out here killing them, my momma is my lawyer
If I can’t hit the note my sister hit it for me
I found it’s better just to keep it in the family
My homies are the only ones who understand me
Sink or swim I know they’ll never leave me stranded
My brother and my sister, momma and my daddy

[Verse 3]
I’d rather be Nat King Cole than Nat Turner
I’ma disappear before this world burns me
Look high and low
Give me five loaves and two fish
That’s a Timmy Turner
I’m a penny earner selling downloads
In some Penny Loafers, that’s a brown loaf
And I suggest you don’t try me
That’s not a Dej Loaf, that’s a periscope
That’s a sniper rifle with a red dot
I see your driver’s license, that’s a head shot
They say put your money where your mouth is
It’s real expensive ’cause I say a lot
I go by many names like I’m Kakarot
I ain’t got no kids so I don’t play a lot
You got yes man that say okay a lot
I got family that’s all I care about

[Hook]
Ain’t no fear in me
I shoot my shot like Jordan
My daddy raised me right so no, I’m not an orphan
I’m out here killing them, my momma is my lawyer
If I can’t hit the note my sister hit it for me
I found it’s better just to keep it in the family
My homies are the only ones who understand me
Sink or swim I know they’ll never leave me stranded
My brother and my sister, momma and my daddy

Yeah, yeah
It’s all good
It’s all ready
Yeah, all ready understood
Ain’t nothin’
Still the same old, that’s all
Ain’t nothin’ change, fool

Yeah, uh, nigga for what
Get done with them suckers
When I’m high as fuck
And they under us
Catch a crook in ya neck
From tryin’ to watch the jets
Mr. Tokyo drift, spent yen on a vet
Lookin’ for ya bitch fool
Take one guess she caught up in the rapture
Wakin’ and bakin’ Anita greatest hits blastin’
Pedal mashin’, paper twistin’, scrape a engine
Rad Racer, no 3D glasses just a high ass rapper
Spitta, nigga in the building
Nah I’m on the roof chillin’
The pool up here, couple chicks I grew up with
Bottles in the cooler
If ya don’t know how to do it homie I’ll school ya
Barrel roll, loop de loop, top gun maneuvers
Makin’ hot wheels outta hoopties,
Holdin’ it down like balloon strings

Uh, it’s all good
Ain’t gotta be said
It’s all ready understood
Ain’t nothin’,
Ain’t nothin’ change but the address (fool)
Ain’t nothin’ change but the address
We still the same mode niggas switchin’ the script
But we still playin’ the same role, that’s all
Ain’t nothin’ changed but the address (fool)
Ain’t nothin’ change

Starin out the villa at the ocean miles long
Tryin’ to figure out raps to put up in a song
Nights long but the day’s short
Nike shorts, argyle socks, Jordan three’s, lounge gear
Long beard you can tell I ain’t from round here
Obvious with the occasional glare from the natives
Call em back tell my mama I make it
Not complacent with the life style
Feels good but it’s hard to crack a smile
When the ones you came up with not around
Roll a joint after pickin’ through the pound
Whole perception done changed
Funny how a 3 hour flight can make ya life change
Tight things I be thinkin’ on
When I’m driftin’ in and out of herb clouds
Hangin’ on every second of the moment
So you can feel all the memories I come home with
And for those that miss me I’ll be back don’t trip
In the mirror with this shift kick
Ocean side, doors open wide tryin’ not to be sea sick
Plottin’ in the tropics thinkin’ how I’m gone run ish
Back in the states when I’m leavin’

Uh, it’s all good
Ain’t gotta be said
It’s all ready understood
Ain’t nothin,
Ain’t nothin’ change but the address (fool)
Ain’t nothin’ change but the address
We still in the same mode niggas switchin’ the script
But we still playin’ the same role, that’s all
Ain’t nothin’ changed but the address (fool)
Ain’t nothin change

Yeah nigga
Skibeatz

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci
Fifth Harmony

[Verse 1: Lauren]
I need somebody with some patience
‘Cause you know I got a temperament
And yeah, you got a reputation
Nothin’ that a little love can’t fix
There ain’t no kind of situation
Where I wouldn’t cross a line for you
FBI interrogation
I would get up there and lie for you

[Pre-Chorus: Dinah]
When push come to shove
You show me love
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 2: Normani]
You the type that I could bake for (bake for)
‘Cause baby, you know how to take that cake
And I’m the only one you wait for
‘Cause baby, you know that I’m worth the wait

[Pre-Chorus: Ally & (Lauren)]
When push come to shove
You show me love (you show me love)
When push come to shove, aye

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s like Bonnie and Clyde just walked in
A gangster and his bride just walked in
We on the same team and we ballin’
Got me showin’ off my ring like I’m Jordan
And I’ma hold you down like you hold me
And I’ll never tell a soul what you told me
When I was sittin’ in the cells is when you showed me
It takes a real one to put up with the old me
That’s why you in the coupe with the low seat
That’s why we at the game on the floor seats
My diamond that they seein’ from the nosebleeds
You make ’em mad, feel like you won a trophy

[Chorus: Lauren + Normani & Lauren & {Normani} & Dinah]
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down {down, down, down, down}
Long as you’re holding me down, down, down (I’m gon’ love you down)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you down, down, down (long as you’re lovin’ me, boy)
I’m gon’ keep lovin’ you

Letra Ambkor – 24

Mas solo que 1, son las 2, llevo 3 cubatas, mi mundo
Patas arriba y tu a 4 patas, un 5 no va a ser suficiente,
Ni un 6, demonio perdi mis 7 vidas y aun no te conozco,
Mas chulo que un 8, rozando el 9, aspirando al 10.(24)

No beses mis pies, mira mis ojos, un amor tan ciego
Acabara en la 11, no habia nada que decir pero
Follando nos dieron las 12, fuiste mi 14, mi cianuro en
La comida si 14 vidas son 2 gatos aun nos queda vida.

Eh que hiko de p*ta que flow del 15, cuando salgo
al campo los novatis fingen esquinzes y aun queda
alguno que pregunta cuanto amor le pongo, perdi
la virginidad a los 16 con mi rap de fondo, compongo

Lo que quiero p*ta eso es asi, lo rompo porque me
Rompi, soy un p*to Beatlen suena 17, mas
de 18 ya en DNI, sigues oyendome a mi, no tengo
mucho que decir por eso guardo, mas atractivo por

Callar que por contarlo, si vas sl golf ve al hoyo 19,
es mi consejo, 20 cigarillos y lo dejo, ni saben ni
quien sin, le preguntan al espejo, ho me miro al espejo
y me toco con mi reflejo, soy un nino que teme ser

Viejo, en el siglo 21 tu con Iphone yo con Ron Anejo,
22 jugones hoy habra partido, tu eres el 23 y yo tu
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Jordan condenado a estar contigo.

24, me matas o te mato, yo ya no hago tratos con
novatos, pasare a la historia y quiero mi retrato si
empiezas por mi polla shh..

24, me matas o te mato, yo ya no hago tratos con
novatos, pasare a la historia y quiero mi retrato, si
empiezas por mi polla tienes para rato. lobo negro,
Ambkor, hemos vuelto a hacerlo, es lo que hay loca, que maravilla.
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