Tag: LA

Lyrics Devvon Terrell – Temperature

Please stop texting me at 3 in the morning
Shawty if you next to me
Got to get up in the morning
f*ck how I’m feeling now
Cause you got in my mind yea
I was just chillen but now you got me
On your time yea
You don’t got to worry about loving me
Do this s**t right here no repercussions (yea)
All I want to hear is that you on your way
Hope in that lyft or Uber come right now
Damn it’s still 3 in the morning
We in LA everything closing
At 2 in the morning
All out of options so you are my options
So slide thru
I just want to be inside you
These are the words of a side dude
I don’t get caught up on titles
I’ll rather sit back be idol
I need you just the way you need me
I can be your in between talking about
A sometimes times kind of lover
When he texting you girl I don’t notice
Put it on silent so I can focus
We can even put on vibrate yet
Set your Alarm for work in the am.(temperature)

It’s so hard to say Goodbye
Cause yesterday oh yea
Cause you was iffy in your feelings (yea)
I’m sick of playing these games
So I’m checking your temperature.

Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know
Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know.

Tell me what’s good baby I’m right here
Tryna feel you out but you still not clear
When you leave me out here I go
So cold don’t know how much
You take me out the zone
Or you be f*cking with me
Slow texting me wonder if you
Playing with me
Are you hot or you cold
Or am I warm yea
Getting closer to you shorty
Right now yea
Giving me the runaround yea
Stop driving round in circles
Like I said hop in that Lyft or Uber
Come right now versuri-lyrics.info
It’s later than 3 in the morning now
If this was New York sun will be up
And that just kills my vibe
We in LA so we got us more time
So slide thru
I just want to be inside you
These are the words of a side dude
I don’t get caught up on titles
I’ll rather sit back and be idol
I need you just the way you need me
I can be your inbetween talking about
A sometimes times kind of lover

It’s so hard to say Goodbye
Cause yesterday oh yea
Cause you was iffy in your feelings (yea)
Sick of playing these games
So I’m checking your temperature.

Oh na na na na na na na na
Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me know.

Tryna feel you out when I kick game
Go to fast let me switch lanes
Is she hot is she cold
Love me not let me knowww.
Devvon Terrell lyrics
Video Devvon Terrell

Lyrics Trill Sammy – Two

Yeah I keep 2
Two of everything
Two bad b*tches in the coupe switching lanes
Yeah I keep 2
Of that OG strain
Two backwoods, I’mma stuff it til I can’t
Yeah I keep 2
Twooo cups for my drank
Swear my new b*tch cute as hell I love when she give brain
Yeah I keep two
Twooo of everything
Count this cash, what’s understood don’t need to be explained.

I just blew some change and walked in like boss with all my chains
Seen my diamonds dancing now she wanna kick s**t like Liu Kang
I just met this b*tch and fucked her now she really acting strange
Jump in that coupe go insane
She wanna hang with the gang
She wanna sip on my drank
All about my cash so I’mma need that check in advance
Know this b*tch’ll f**k my mans
So I can’t give these b*tches a chance
I just wanna win they want me to lose
I ball out the gym then jump in the coupe.

Yeah I keep two
Twooo of everything
Two bad b*tches in the coupe switching lanes
Yeah I keep 2
Of that OG strain
Two backwoods, I’mma stuff it til I can’t
Yeah I keep 2
Twooo cups for my drank
Swear my new b*tch cute as hell I love when she give brain
Yeah I keep 2
Twooo of everything
Count this cash, what’s understood don’t need to be explained.

I know that I can have that p***y but I rather wait
Ran into the plug in LA say he ship it outta state
Been counting worth too much cash and I ain’t even graduate
This a Audemars play versuri-lyrics.info
Model b*tch like Kim K tryna flex on me no way
Flexing in some fly s**t when I fall through
Put her on the team she tryna ball too
F**k your b*tch in Céline pour up the promethazine
Pull up in somethin real clean man what do you mean
Woke up thought it was a dream.

Yeah I keep two
Twooo of everything
Two oobad b*tches in the coupe switching lanes
Yeah I keep 2
Of that OG strain
Twooo backwoods, I’mma stuff it til I can’t
Yeah I keep 2
Twooo cups for my drank
Swear my new b*tch cute as hell I love when she give brain
Yeah I keep 2
Twooo of everything
Count this cash, what’s understood don’t need to be explaineddd.
Trill Sammy lyrics
Video Trill Sammy

[Instrumental]

[Intro]
Woah-oah, hm-hmm

[Verse 1]
You’ve been runnin’ ’round, runnin’ ’round, runnin’ ’round
Throwin’ that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d
Call you up
You’ve been going ’round, going ’round, going ’round
Every party in LA
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d
Be at one, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine, ooh
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect?
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention, you don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you

[Bridge]
You just want attention
Tention (x14)
You just want a–

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
You just want attention, you don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention, I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you, oh

[Bridge]
You just want attention
Tention (x14)
You just want a–

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
You just want attention

[Intro]
Woah woah woah, yeah yeah
This that summertime shit
No doubt

[Verse 1]
I’m out here on a goal (I’m still movin’)
Paying bills on the road (The bills keep coming in)
So don’t say I’m superficial when I tell you I’m trying to get that dough (Let’s go get this money, yeah)
Yeah I’m trapping off my phone (I’m trapping off my phone)
Putting cookies in the cone (We got the flavors)
Just put a down payment on a house
Boy I’m tryna get my moms into that home (I got you momma)
So don’t call me superficial (Don’t call me superficial)
Just cause I’m official (Way too official)
Pick some food up off the menu (Go ‘head)
Don’t worry bout the bill, it’s not an issue (I got it)
Superficial, you ain’t seen the shit I went through (You don’t even know)
So all that talk is out the window (It’s way out the window)
All cash, no payments in the dash
It’s amazing baby, this is not a rental (Skrrrr!)
This a Hoppa instrumental (This a Hoppa instrumental)
I let him set the tempo (Go ‘head, set the tempo Hop)
Go into the booth, smoke a blunt
Make a song, man my life is that simple (It’s that easy)

[Hook]
So don’t call me superficial
Don’t call me superficial
(Don’t call me superficial)
Don’t call me superficial
Don’t call me superficial
(Cause I ain’t even trying to hear all that shit right now man, you need to shut the fuck up)

[Verse 2]
Don’t blame me for dreaming and not struggling
Up again hustling just to get it bubbling
[?] haters try to pop your bubble
I stay grounded like a shovel, but my mind is in a shuttle
Trying to figure out a way out
I wanna be at the beach with a beach towel where the bitches lay out
Being broke is played out
Me and my niggas on some new shit
Like taking our family on vacations on cruise ships
And groupies aiming for my pocket like a pool stick
Baby got cakes and like me on top like Cool Whip
Just copped the Rolly, feeling like a young Kobe out in LA
As around the way, they gon’ know me
This been a long time in the making
Now I’m poppin’ like bacon
Get my feet up on the pavement and I turned it into payments
It ain’t no changing nah, been the same since I came around
So let me know if you down

[Hook]
[Hook]
So don’t call me superficial
(Don’t call me superficial)
Don’t call me superficial
(I’m too official)
Don’t call me superficial
(They acting like if they can’t have it, I can’t have it)
Don’t call me superficial
(Shit crazy. Work hard everyday and get it too)

[Outro]
This that summertime shit
Broken Complex Studios
And we still movin’
Keep that negative shit way over there
We don’t even want it no where close to us
Actually you see that corner back there
Pass that, I don’t even wanna see it
Nigga mad cause he don’t got something, better go out and work twice as hard
Nigga you acting way crazy right now
I don’t even understand your thinking
You gotta get your whole head right then get your bread right
Yeah

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
I be in them foreigns like I got the bonus
I just hit a lick, yeah, I got the bonus
Shawty fuck with me, you just got the bonus
You just got the bonus, squad, ayy

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jack

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
Jackpot, jackpot, yeah
Rolls-Royce, that time, yeah
Blackjack, blackjack, woo
Money team, dope team, ooh
I been gettin’ paper all day
I ain’t seen a hater all day
I been goin’ hard, I don’t play
If you want the wave, you gon’ pay

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Hol’ up, fuck how you feel, you can’t stay
Take your boujee back to LA
Rolled up, then she hit the J
Splash brother, had to hit your bae
Jackpot, jackpot, damn
Baby got back, goddamn
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Hard head but the ass soft, woo, hol’ up

[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fetty Wap]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (Zoovier, we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot (1738)

[Verse 4: Fetty Wap]
Ayy, she give extendos out the window, babe
Ayy, you see the wings wherever we go, babe
Ayy, they can’t control me, ain’t no remote, baby
They pop out and cut a hater, freethrow, baby
Ayy, it’s Zoovie, zoovin’ like what you mean?
Before he check me, let them bangers squeeze, babe
I hit the season like pound a week, baby
They keep it real, you gon’ have to leave
Before your dope bitch take two of these
I brush it off, it ain’t nothin’ to me, baby
These niggas hard to try and box with me
Baby, ain’t no dog fight, ain’t no referee (squad)

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot

[Verse 5: Fabolous]
Oh, jackpot, jackpot
Lil’ baby feel the jewels
Dealer dealt me a good hand
Got me dancin’ like Uzi
Shawty think she a baddy
She be bangin’ to the Boosie
She be twerkin’ to the RiRi
See my lifestyle in 3D
Gon’ get it, gon’ get it
‘Bout to check, I’m all with it
Girl, you got a lil’ sauce with ya
I like that, I’m all with it (splash)
Hold up, shawty sex so good that she don’t fuck for free, baby
But she gon’ bust that thing for me, baby, ooh

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot

[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

[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

[Chorus:]
Call me insane (call me insane)
I’ma pour up a pint (a pint)
Try to take away the pain (the pain)
Got me going through some things (things)
Going through some things (going through some thing)
I don’t want no fame (fame)
You know why I came (know why I came)
Going through some changes (changes)
I’m trying to make some changes (tryna make some changes)
Trying to get through these phases (get through these phases)
Going through a phase (going through a phase)
Going through a phase (a phase)
I don’t want to lay (don’t want to lay)
I’m going to get paid (going to get paid)
Get my momma a raise (yah)

[Verse 1:]
I just got some new Vlone (Vlone)
Had to do this shit on my own (my own)
Ain’t no nigga put me on (no)
Ain’t no nigga put me on
Ain’t no nigga put me on (me on)
You could hear this shit in my song
Always put heart in my song (my song)
These niggas thought I was starving
I was eating filet minion (yeah)
The bitch was dubbing my call log
Now the bitch is blowing my phone (yeah)
Niggas still riding with the sawed off
But I keep the K in my home (my home)
Had my niggas shop that hard ball
All my niggas gonna ball (ball)
I got these bitches in LA (bitches in LA)
My bro still got bricks from out of state (bricks from out the state)
He put that icing on the cake (icing on the cake)
I got some ice on I can skate (ice on I can skate)
I need some cash I cannot wait (cash I cannot wait)
You get some bags I’m serving weight (bags I’m serving weight)
I’m trying to find a cheaper rate (find a cheaper rate)
I got some racks up out the paint (racks up out the paint)
I hope you didn’t lie that’s all I say (lie that’s all I say)
My bro lost his life for heaven’s sake (life for heaven’s sake)
I was just broke they can’t relate (broke they can’t relate)
But I told you we gone see better days (gone see better days)
Told you I’m going through a phase
I’m talking ‘bout that time I fought the case (time I fought the case)
Real bosses take losses everyday
Know the lord he won’t let me lose my faith

[Chorus:]
Call me insane (call me insane)
I’ma pour up a pint (a pint)
Try to take away the pain (the pain)
Got me going through some things (things)
Going through some things (going through some thing)
I don’t want no fame (fame)
You know why I came (know why I came)
Going through some changes (changes)
I’m trying to make some changes (tryna make some changes)
Trying to get through these phases (get through these phases)
Going through a phase (going through a phase)
Going through a phase (a phase)
I don’t want to lay (don’t want to lay)
I’m going to get paid (going to get paid)
Get my momma a raise (yah)

[Verse 2:]
A lot of my real friends dead (friends dead)
Lost a couple homies to the feds (to the feds)
Man this shit was all I read (all I read)
I’m just tryna hold my head
I’m just tryna hold my head (hold my head)
And I need to shake my hand
Cause I’m tryna counting these bands (count these bands)
He done made his life a lot harder
Now he got to lay in his bed (lay in his bed)
I remember riding with no father
Nigga still tryna get in his bag (bag)
Remember we had a whole lot of problems
Till them niggas started serving bags (start selling bags)
Then them niggas start popping tags (popping tags)
Pulling off a lot paper tags (paper tags)
We brought these whips home without a lease (home without a lease)
I put that shit on without a crease (on without a crease)
I po’ up a four and I get geeked (four and I get geeked)
I’m still taking S I cannot sleep (S I cannot sleep)
I know mama want the best for me (want the best for me)
I hope they don’t come and test a G (come and test a G)
They know that these necklaces nothing cheap (necklace nothing cheap)
And I know these niggas play for keeps (niggas play for keeps)
And we at the top you cannot reach (top you cannot reach)
My niggas work but not for free (work but not for free)
I just need verses on the beat (verses on the beat)
You niggas gone have to pay for me (have to pay for me)
Dinero the only thing I see
I’m tryna put the ice in the Philippe (ice in the Philippe)
Yea Gunna he really from the street
I bossed up and let my brothers eat (let my brothers eat)

[Chorus:]
Call me insane (call me insane)
I’ma pour up a pint (a pint)
Try to take away the pain (the pain)
Got me going through some things (things)
Going through some things (going through some thing)
I don’t want no fame (fame)
You know why I came (know why I came)
Going through some changes (changes)
I’m trying to make some changes (tryna make some changes)
Trying to get through these phases (get through these phases)
Going through a phase (going through a phase)
Going through a phase (a phase)
I don’t want to lay (don’t want to lay)
I’m going to get paid (going to get paid)
Get my momma a raise (yah)

[Verse: Trapo]
Black bastard, torture a mumble rapper
What you finna teach I ain’t mastered, don’t get it backwards
Gettin’ harder, it’s scripted, I see the actress
Trap been harder, these niggas is not rappin’
I been focused on banding up and ranting stuff
Making sure my shit sound like a Grammy when I say it’s done
Ford 4 Door on the way, I used to take the bus
Four more tapes on the way, a nigga warming up
Yeah, ho you gon’ like my style
Why they gon’ bite my taste
They gon’ museum my sound
I got the blackest touch in front of the whitest crowds
Can’t wait to run this shit, live in a white man’s house, right
Been focused on banding up and ranting stuff
Could care less ’bout some shitty album or the guns you tuck
Truth is if I drop a shitty album I’m gon’ make it up
I don’t really trip about the outcome ’cause this shit is fun
Picture this, little nigga, little funds
Reach out to a manager, he figure he can get ’em paid
Rappin’ ’bout the shade, niggas need a break
Niggas need a raise so he dropped it and they fuck with it
Stuck with it, stuck with it
I’m stuck with it now nigga
Smoking them pounds quicker than kicking my vowels
Can’t hang around with the foul niggas
Don’t, wanna hang around with the foul niggas
Can’t, hang around with the foul children, no

[Interlude: Trapo]
Oh well, she mad at me
A break from me, me
Nope now she mad at me
Away from me, you said
You wasn’t workin’ late
Still lying to me
All I want is you, you, you, you
Young girl, you a young girl into something
Boredom lead to something, don’t it
All the time turn you over, tossin’ turnin’, don’t it
Lead to something, don’t it
Lead to something, don’t it
All the time

[Outro]
Hey miss
You never been to LA, wanna play, this is no vacation
Work, so I can let you come to my place
And I’ll wait, and I’ll wait

Lyrics Charli XCX – Boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys.

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
“I had to trash the hotel lobby”
But..

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

In every city I got ones with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back.

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie, you got me.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys versuri-lyrics.info
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booys.

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad
Not like I had a choice.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys
booys, booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys.

I was busy thinking ’bout booys (booys)
booys (booys), booys
I was busy dreaming ’bout booys
booys, booys (ooh, baby – yeah)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout booysss.
Charli XCX lyrics
Video Charli XCX

[Intro]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 1]
I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
“I had to trash the hotel lobby”
But

[Chorus]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 2]
In every city I got ones with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie, you got me

[Chorus]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 3]
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

[Bridge]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

[Outro]
I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

[Verse 1]
Extraordinarily pretty teeth
Beauty lingers out of reach
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh
Man Ray went cray cray over you
Capturing but never captured
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money (watch me now)
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up sign up LA

[Verse 2]
Anna Bolina, maid of honour
Not your sister, fearful temper
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh
Unknown artist took your likeness
Henry Tudor left you lifeless
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh

[Interlude 1]
Keepa, keepa, keepa, keep me damn down
Let it low
Let me know where you go (watch me now)
Papa, papa, papa
Get me down
Deep, deep down
Pablo, let me know

[Interlude 2]
If you don’t have the ace of hearts
My dear, you’re a lost man
Falcon for you, Anna, from the left arm of the falconer
Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna L’Arlésienne

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money (watch me now)
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money (watch me now)
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Outro]
Watch me now

[Intro]
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
All these chains man
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
Ronny J on the beat bitch
OK, Eskeetit

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Lil purpp I am moving that pack
Came in this bitch with a Mac
Gelato, I’m smoking on wax
You could get shot from the back
Drip drip chains in my neck look like piss
Hundred round just with the stick
Diamonds all over my wrist
I just walked in with your bitch
Glock seventeen with a grip
Shoot Donald Trump in the lip
I put a Xan in my drink
I’m in the club and I twist it
Money is taller than midget
Walk in the store and I pick it
Xan got me spinning like fidget

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

[Verse 2: Lil pump]
I’m off the Xan OK, yea
I fucked your bitch in LA, damm
Them bitches do what I say, ouu
She let me bust in her face, ouu
This is Givenchy
I got on [?] the way
Eskeetit all over the place
I put kilos on her plate, ouu
Mama whipping every day, woow
Grandma whipping like a slave, yea
100 Mollies in the safe, ouu
And my lawyer selling yay, yea
OK OK OK, I fucked your bitch in a bay
OK OK, she in my house like a maid

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

[Intro]
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
All these chains man
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
Ronny J on the beat bitch
OK, Eskeetit

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hip OK

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Lil purpp I am moving that pack
Came in this bitch with a Mack, Gelato, I’m smoking on wax
You could get shot from the back
Drip drip chains in my neck look like piss
Hundred round just with the stick
Diamonds all over my wrist
I just walked in with your bitch
Glock seventeen with a grip
Shoot down the chopper its lit
I put a Xan in my drink
I’m in the club and I twist it
Money is taller than midget
Walk in the store and I pick it
Xan got me spinning like fidget

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hip OK

[Verse 2: Lil pump]
I’m off the Xan OK, yea
I fucked your bitch in LA, damm
Them bitches do what I say, uuu
She let me bust in her face, uuu
This is Givenchy
I got on [?] the way
Eskeetit all over the place
I put kilos on her plate
Mama whipping every day, woow
Grandma whipping like a slave, yea
100 Mollies in the safe, and my lawyer selling yay
OK OK OK, I fucked your bitch in a bay
OK OK, she in my house like a maid

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hip OK

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P— (alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, axe the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah

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

Lyrics Doughboy – Kilo

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.(kilo)

All I ever wanted was a kilo. (x4)

King up in this b*tch, I’m the hood hero
Got a couple thousand, we came up from zero
He front me what I’m buying so shout out to migo
He load up the plane and come in from Toledo
Rubber band that money I’m in love with C-notes
Them b*tches flock our section everywhere that we go
Cuz we popping yeah, young thousandaires
And all I wanted was a kilo versuri-lyrics.info
Drugs had mama gone, she was never there
That gave me free time to get my clientele
We eyeball that work, no we don’t need a scale
Unless it’s the one they use to weigh them whales.

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.

All I ever wanted was a kilo. (x4)

Bricks and birds
Catch a opp, he switch his words
50 on me, boy don’t run
Shots go off, he send that word
On that corner, me and Berg
We did dirt all on that curb
Man this b*tch get on my nerves
Sit back b*tch and pop a perc
Kilos from Pedro, I’m like Debo with kilos
Stash spot for the drugs, LA trip, meet the migo
I’ma boul like Beanie, but in the streets I’m like Sigel
Rondo coming home the judge want him to do 5 plus 0
We got 4-5 bodies, for the opps killing Chino
Selling dope, El Chapo locked up so we selling soap
Free my killas, them my killas
All my niggas they some goons
Only niggas in the field, only niggas that ain’t told.

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.

All I ever wanted was a kilooo. (x4)
Doughboy lyrics
Video Doughboy

[Intro]
All these LA Girls
Woah, Woah, Woah
Yeah, Yeah

[Chorus]
Baby come and take this ride
Get yo pretty ass inside
Yeah, oh
Come, roll, with, me
La girls they be the coldest
You prolly didn’t that think that I would notice
But I’m on to you
Yeah, Oh
LA, Girls, I, swear

[Verse]
You probably out here livin check to check
Yeah
Looking for the fame and nothing less
Yeah
Searching for a nigga to finesse
Yeah
Posing in these pictures half undressed
And you just moved out here cause ain’t shit back home
Said yo nigga annoying he blowing up yo phone like
Where the hell you at?
You never gonna make it, bitch you comin back…
Right?
No
Bright lights it’s too enticing
So I ain’t tryna fight just bite me like Tyson
Cause I could be the one to change ya whole life
But I know you wanna kick it club
Party with the superstars and say goodbye to the scrubs
Yeah, yeah
And I can’t knock you for the that
Cause you gone fuck around make it and that’s a fact
You look up to every woman that you see in these reality shows
You ain’t tryna settle down
That’s how LA rolls I know

[Chorus #2 x2]
Baby come and take this ride
Get yo pretty ass inside
I fuck with you, yeah, oh
Come, roll, with, me
La girls they be the coldest
You prolly didn’t that think that I would notice
But I’m on to you
Yeah, Oh
LA, Girls, I, swear

[Trapscat]

[Outro]

Lyrics Blake – 99 peons

Drive on automatic
I flex out of habit
Dive in that pus*y and swim in it reckless
I tick when i’m laughing
Ain’t need talking pack this
I pop out the cut and really let them have it
Came through plotting on you b*tches real slick
Came through creeping like this yeah
Dumb a*s racks got em sick
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Stupid lil b*tch
I been here over and over my wrist was sick
Like that b*tch got pneumonia
I don’t speak too often
My cash do the talking and you broke as f*ck
So um I beg your pardon
Damn, I’m in LA blowing cookie
My nigga don’t push me
Do not overlook me
Look at this stack, no I’m no rookie
Anything less then a 20, i’m pus*y
She said she needed that d*ck and it fat
Came through real quick and I’m .. i’m black
f*cking that b*tch then I hit from the back
f*cking that b*tch and I don’t hit her back
Down, banging b*tch down with the d*ck
Down, bring it back with a sneak diss
Down, you was focus on the wrong s**t
Ah that’s the reason why you still a broke b*tch
Somebody come get these niggas away from me
Please tell these niggas to leave me alone
How did this nigga end up in my phone
I’m telling my nigga to show me your song
Went to the jeweller and I copped that water
Put that s**t in my ear that s**t cost me 3k
I fell in love with them diamonds went back to the
Jeweller and spent 7 racks ..(99 peons)

Them cubic zirconia and these heavy vs’s
Got two iPhone 7’s and I still can’t read a message
Riding we working with a couple of weapons
.. behind us we cool call collected
She want to lay up and be cute
I told that lil b*tch I ain’t a minute to cuddle
I spent these stacks, make it back, watch it double
Just busting a nut, hate to bust your bubble.

Most of these niggas some f*ck niggas
Wonder why we ain’t never f*ck with em
Lil hating nigga get the f*ck
Got 99 Peons on my nuts
Lil hating nigga get the f*ck
1000 lil haters on my nuts
They don’t want to see me power up
You a broke nigga shut the f*ck
Slide on that d*ck like a ..
Let me borrow that b*tch, you could keep her
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Nigga how I’m living
Popping those molly ..
You was on Instagram chasing broke b*tches
Listen versuri-lyrics.info
That’s why you still in your position
Really about to drop 10 racks on a pendant
If she got the water racks b*tch I’m gonna spend it
I ain’t have no time for pus*y in a minute
You a broke nigga we ain’t in the same sentence.

Why you always got something to say
Move your broke a*s out the way
Why these niggas want to hate on lil Blake
Same niggas be the ones that will fake
I put my foot on the gas
I had to get me a bag
You get that check you get mad
(Never will I …)

You must be nigga some f*ck nigga
Was wondering why a nigga never f*ck with em
Lil broke nigga get the f*ck
1000 Peons on my nuts
On some of you niggas some f*ck niggas
Wondering why we ain’t never f*ck with em
Lil broke nigga get the f*ck
1000 Peons on my nuts
F*ckkk.
Blake lyrics
Video peons

Aye
Turn me up
Niggas always talking and shit
Don’t even know what the fuck they talking about
Aye

Drive on automatic
I flex out of habit
Dive in that pussy and swim in it reckless
I tick when i’m laughing
Ain’t need talking pack this
I pop out the cut and really let them have it
Came through plotting on you bitches real slick
Came through creeping like this yeah
Dumb ass racks got em sick
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Stupid lil bitch
I been here over and over my wrist was sick
Like that bitch got pneumonia
I don’t speak too often
My cash do the talking and you broke as fuck
So um I beg your pardon
Damn, I’m in LA blowing cookie
My nigga don’t push me
Do not overlook me
Look at this stack, no I’m no rookie
Anything less then a 20, i’m pussy
She said she needed that dick and it fat
Came through real quick and I’m [?] i’m black
Fucking that bitch then I hit from the back
Fucking that bitch and I don’t hit her back
Down, banging bitch down with the dick
Down, bring it back with a sneak diss
Down, you was focus on the wrong shit
Ah that’s the reason why you still a broke bitch
Somebody come get these niggas away from me
Please tell these niggas to leave me alone
How did this nigga end up in my phone
I’m telling my nigga to show me your song
Went to the jeweller and I copped that water
Put that shit in my ear that shit cost me 3k
I fell in love with them diamonds went back to the
Jeweller and spent 7 racks [?]

Them cubic zirconia and these heavy vs’s
Got two iPhone 7’s and I still can’t read a message
Riding we working with a couple of weapons
[?] behind us we cool call collected
She want to lay up and be cute
I told that lil bitch I ain’t a minute to cuddle
I spent these stacks, make it back, watch it double
Just busting a nut, hate to bust your bubble

Most of these niggas some fuck niggas
Wonder why we ain’t never fuck with em
Lil hating nigga get the fuck
Got 99 Peons on my nuts
Lil hating nigga get the fuck
1000 lil haters on my nuts
They don’t want to see me power up
You a broke nigga shut the fuck
Slide on that dick like a [?]
Let me borrow that bitch, you could keep her
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Rolling off the gas im a geek
Nigga how I’m living
Popping those molly [?]
You was on Instagram chasing broke bitches
Listen
That’s why you still in your position
Really about to drop 10 racks on a pendant
If she got the water racks bitch I’m gonna spend it
I ain’t have no time for pussy in a minute
You a broke nigga we ain’t in the same sentence

Why you always got something to say
Move your broke ass out the way
Why these niggas want to hate on lil Blake
Same niggas be the ones that will fake
I put my foot on the gas
I had to get me a bag
You get that check you get mad
(Never will I …)

You must be nigga some fuck nigga
Was wondering why a nigga never fuck with em
Lil broke nigga get the fuck
1000 Peons on my nuts
On some of you niggas some fuck niggas
Wondering why we ain’t never fuck with em
Lil broke nigga get the fuck
1000 Peons on my nuts
Fuck

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh, mmm
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I been climbin’, the view’s spectacular
Even if I crash, I’d rather drive than be the passenger
Slightly philosophical, I wanna die young as old as possible
As of late, I been feelin’ responsible
For my family’s livelihood, I think tonight we should
Celebrate the fact that I’m a star and that the likelihood
Of me blowin’, in the next couple of months is definite
Anticipate me comin’ like the porn stars in my messages
Speakin’ of porn stars, all my exes all Latinas
Hits them like tequila when they see me in arenas, and yeah
It hasn’t happened yet but trust me, y’all gon’ pay for
Bein’ devils in disguise as everything I prayed for
I learned a lot though from all the above
I guess God got a job at the comedy club
But fuck that, I’m buzzin’ now, whole industry flockin’
‘Cause I’m the people’s champ and you just industry poppin’, c’mon

[Chorus]
I been travelin’ a lot now
Got to find the time to
Take it in and take a step back
Kick it with the family
I cannot help it that I’m focused on my vision
All the time, it just feels like it’s an emergency
I tell my mama, don’t you cry, I’ll be back soon
You know I’m always moving with a sense of urgency

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, I swear I had a year that you can’t ignore
I swear that no one’s ever won, how I’m winnin’ before
Pretty women like Julia Roberts come to the concerts
And scream daddy but I ain’t about to adopt her
I gotta conquer and collect
Every motherfuckin’ check, tryna pay a couple tuitions
Write ’em off as an expense
Let the takeover commence
If I say it, I believe it, you just dream of success
I stay awake to achieve it, it’s crazy seeing
Girls I used to crush on, fuckin’ to my love songs
Yeah, I’m gettin’ commas but I’m ’bout to get my run on
Flights bi-coastal, everythin’ paid for
That’s just how it goes when you take what they wait for
Things are pickin’ up, I’m just tryna find the peace
Some people shine and give it back but my shine is not a lease
This is permanently owned, if I lose it, it’s on my terms
I don’t wish for shit, I desire then acquire

[Chorus]
I been travelin’ a lot now
Got to find the time to
Take it in and take a step back
Kick it with the family
I cannot help it that I’m focused on my vision
All the time, it just feels like it’s an emergency
I tell my mama, don’t you cry, I’ll be back soon
You know I’m always moving with a sense of urgency

[Verse 3]
No failure is final, no success is permanent
It’s madness, mom really ’bout to march like the tournament
Certain shits been fuckin’ up my days and nights
Like yeah, my parents got no money so I guess I gotta pay the price
At least I have it, let me get my blessings straight
If this was last year, we’d be food stamps and Section 8
Awkward conversations with my dad he’s feelin’ cursed
He’s askin’ me for gas it’s like the roles are reversed
Monitor what Russ is makin’, feelin’ like I’m suffocatin’
Feelin’ like I need 10 shots and 2 blunts to chase it
Acceptin’ what is and lettin’ go of what was
Havin’ faith in what could be if I just one up
Myself every time and let the chips fall where they may
I got pit stops in LA, makin’ shit pop every day, yeah
People stumble on stones that I use to step on
The chips I mentioned earlier, I pick ’em up and bet on myself

[Chorus]
I been travelin’ a lot now
Got to find the time to
Take it in and take a step back
Kick it with the family
I cannot help it that I’m focused on my vision
All the time, it just feels like it’s an emergency
I tell my mama, don’t you cry, I’ll be back soon
You know I’m always moving with a sense of urgency

Something must’ve gone wrong in my brain
Got your chemicals all in my veins
Feeling all the highs, feeling all the pain
(?)
Now I’m seeing red, not thinking straight
Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me

Just like nicotine
Nicotine, whoo whee
Suddenly, I’m feeling you’re all I need
All I need
All I need

It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever ever be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same

Sunken in LA when the lights are low
Off of one’s verge, I could overdose
It’s something I’ve saved cause I wanna see you lose control

Just like nicotine
Nicotine, whoo whee
Suddenly, I’m feeling you’re all I need
All I need
All I need

It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever ever be the same

You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head
You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head

It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move babe
And I could try to run but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever ever be the same

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She’s sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin’ me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can’t believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch
That’s why you my side bitch

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Look, I’m takin’ shots of D’USSÉ
Te-tellin’ me you love me, better watch what you say
Bi-bitch, you a bird, I got a flock of groupies
Lo-lo-lookin’ for the money, bitch, I ball, I’m too paid
What you, what you mean I ain’t never committin’?
Every nigga in LA to hit it
I ain’t, I ain’t throwin’ no shade, lil’ mama got amazin’ titties
Big booty but her brain is missin’
Let me paint the picture
Says she, says she couldn’t see me tonight, had to go to work
Had to get her weight up
4-45 minutes later, seen the bitch in the club with another nigga laid up (laid up)
With her triflin’ ass, I guess this hoe all about her paper
I’m-I’m-I’ma do me, I-I-I told her don’t do me no favors, favors
Thinkin’ ‘bout wildin’ out, then the DJ startin’ shoutin’ me out
Yeah, I’m finna send my niggas to the bitch crib
While she fuckin’ my niggas, runnin’ the house
Huh, I need to cool down, nigga
Call myself Brown, you that nigga
Get up off that mob shit
A nigga can’t really be mad about a side bitch, ha

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch
Give your ass to all them niggas
I just wanna fuck, no love
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas
She’s sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin’ me on
He gave her a bottle of Rosé
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can’t believe
Anything that comes out her lips
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch
That’s why you my side bitch

[Verse 2: Ray J]
I-I-I got a lot of freaky reasons
Why-why I call you my side chick, I-I-I call you my side chick (side chick)
I-I fuck you every other season (si-si-side chick, oh yeah)
Ba-baby, you too much trouble for a nigga to be in (si-si-side chick)
Why does that pussy feel so good? (So fucking good)
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
She got so much motivation, my side bitch
Pu-pu-pussy good and hella tight
A fucked up position for a nigga to be in
Girl, we be fuckin’ this bitch ’til she hate it
Bo-bottom bitches kinda crazy
Too much trouble for a nigga to be in
Si-si-side bitch tryna have my babies

[Chorus: Chris Brown & (Ray J)]
You ain’t nothing but trouble, yeah, yeah (ooh, woah)
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch (th-th-that’s why you my side bitch)
Give your ass to all them niggas (all my niggas)
I just wanna fuck, no love (fuck, no love)
Say you love me, bitch, you lying
Give your ass to all them niggas (oh, wanna let the homies get it)
She’s sexy, I want that
I know she been leadin’ me on (and I know she been leadin’ me on)
He gave her a bottle of Rosé (of Rosé)
Watch that bitch turn off her phone
She sneaky, can’t believe
Anything that comes out her lips (can’t believe anything that this bitch talking ’bout)
Girl, that’s why you my side bitch (that’s why)
That’s why you my side bitch (that’s why you my side bitch)

[Outro: Ray J]
Yeah, ooh, that’s why
That’s why, that’s why

Speed, speedin
Speed, speedin

I just need to get away, its to wild in the streets of LA,
Took to long and I couldn’t wait, it’s a long road when you’re running
Away from home.
I know I promised that I would stay, but its a long road and Im going, I’m
Going, gone.

Foot on the gas; hold it down, fuck the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, fuck the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;

I just need to get away, ain’t got time, get the fuck out my way, I need
Space to accelerate , now I see an open road, imma charge that shit alone
Come on, let’s go
I know you really needed me to stay, but it’s an open road and Im going,
I’m going gone;

Foot on the gas; hold it down, fuck the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, fuck the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;

[Chorus: Finding Novyon]
She say she down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills
She say she down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills

[Verse 1: Finding Novyon]
I’m so ahead of y’all, what can I say?
I think you boys are better off just throwing shade
It’s becoming more evident, I run debates
I only swipe my credit card when in LA, LA
I put my friends before the money ’cause I get it when I need it
Bitches in your circle hating on me for no reason
How I do this shit, my old friends didn’t believe in
I bet you see me now, yeah I bet they see me now

[Chorus: Finding Novyon]
She say she down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills
She say she down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills

[Verse 2: Allan Kingdom]
I need a black barbie from the very tall hills
Who give me sloppy toppy like Dasani done spilled
‘Til I get me that Ferrari or that Audemar, chea
She know I’m a foreign papi so she all in my ear
Look, east [?] fuckin’ baby, why she like to stand off
Fuckin on her crazy when I get to Crenshaw
These bitches complicated but they thinking it’s so simple
These niggas fuckin’ lately, they don’t ever fuck your mental
So meet me in the lobby, there’s not anyone there
Please don’t put me in your story, tell your friends to unshare
Please don’t leave me in the morning ’til I see you undress
And I see you confess, that you meant to cum quick
Baby girl, she say she

[Chorus: Finding Novyon]
Down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills
She say she down, she want the real
She say she never felt the feeling of nobody for real
She always rockin’ Tommy when she rockin’ tall heels
I pull up to the party in them very tall hills

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
I love you big bro, I love you big bro
And I want you to know
That I’m so sorry
For things I said
Sometimes I wish
That our war would end
I want you to know
They were just jokes
These times they get tough
That’s just when we go
Oh why can’t it be
Like Ohio
LA changed us
But I want you to know
That I love you bro

[Verse 2: Logan Paul]
He’s my lil’ bro can’t blame him
Kinda hard, but it’s my job to tame him
He’s a loose cannon, a live wire
But I see that he’s calling for a ceasefire
We got the same last name, same blood
So much hate, but where is the love?
Animosity, negativity, what happened to all the smiles and happy energy
Came up in Ohio, wasn’t much to do
Then we found this place called YouTube
We made our dreams come true
Work hard and you can too
Yeah we may have had one small brawl
But I can move on, and so should y’all
I will pick him up if he falls
After all it’s the Rise of the Pauls
I love you lil’ bro, I love you lil’ bro
And I want you to know
That I’m so sorry
For things that I said
I just want to be friends
So let’s make amends
And be bros til the end

{Verse 3: Jake Paul]
All we have is each other, from the same mother
What more can I ask in a brother?
Shouts out to all the Logang Pauler’s
Look up to you everyday bro
Tearing up as I switch the flow
I messed up and it’s hard to let go
But You picked me up, when I was on the flo
And I want you to know that I love you bro
And Sometimes I Just wanna run out the door
But I know and I know that I don’t really know
But I’m a kid in LA and I’m just trying to grow
And life moving so fast I do and I go
And I been on my own since 17 years old
And all I had with me is my brother Logan
And I want you to know
That I love you bro

[Chorus: Logan & Jake Paul}
I love you my bro, I love you my bro
And I want you to know
That I’m so sorry
For things that I said
I just want to be friends
So let’s make amends
And be bros til’ the end

[Verse 1]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwin’ that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
You’ve been going round, going round, going round
Every party in LA
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d be at one
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine (Ohh)
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you (Ohh)

[Verse 2]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwing that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
Baby, now that we’re, now that we’re, now that we’re
Right here standing face to face
You already know, already know, already know that you won
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma (dress is karma), perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
(You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine)
And now I’m all up on ya (all up on ya), what you expect
(Oh baby)
But you’re not coming home with me tonight (Oh no)

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
Ohh

[Refrain]
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
(Over you)

[Outro]
What are you doin’ to me? (Heyy)
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’, what?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (Yeah, you just want attention)
What are you doin’ to me? (I knew from the start)
What are you doin’ huh?
(You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 1]
High as the moon, fly as a kite
She want the pipe but she ain’t the type
I love these checks, the money’s my wife
Niggas be hatin, but that ain’t my life

I go ham on em, ham on em
They hate it when I stand on em, stand on em
They said I put that flame on em, flame on em
They sayin I done changed on em, changed on em

Nooo, same nigga same clique tho
Get brilla, fuck bitches, takin pics tho
I’m trappin out the bake they don’t get it tho
I see a real thick chica I’ma getta tho

They say I’m hella raw, well I’m from stanislaus
They put a roof over my city I’m bout to tear it off
I’m in that first class poppin bottles eatin toast
If you ain’t gone follow why you likin all my posts

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 2]
Man I’m on that no sleep, eyes red hella gone
The models in my DM say I’m hella on, kill em all
I just wanna gold faced rollie wit some diamonds
Lately I been really in them streets like a sidewalk

If come to a color I be chasin green
I put numbers on the board they ain’t ever seen
Goldie said if you wanna shmack do the footwork
So I used my brain bullets showed em how that book work

At the age of thirteen I was sellin dope
At the age of fourteen I got my first note
At the age of twenty one I was sellin hope
Ray Charles I can’t see myself bein broke

I live like erryday my birthday
I really drink champagne when im thirstay
I flex on these hoes you can call it fitness
So fresh I put plug it in outta business

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 3]
Sky is the limit, green light they can’t stop me
Errybody clones, everything I do they copy
Shoutout to my girl lay, I’m flyin out to LA
Celebrate at all times but we dont do holiday

What if we, what if we, shut up on the down play
Why you bein a negative Nancy no Holloway
I swear I dont know these hoes it must be a thursday
I’m dope spittin flames I treat beats like an ashtray

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

On the LA river
On the LA river
I know it’s familiar
But tell me why you wanna stay in New York
Why you wanna stay in New York
But you don’t know anyone
And you can’t find the right chord
On the LA river
On the LA river
Come on, come on, come on
On the LA river

[Verse 1]
What would you say if you could say
Everything you needed to
To the one, you needed to?
You flash like a setting sun
You come around, I come undone
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Verse 2]
Just yesterday north of LA
I couldn’t help but think of you
Every time I think of you
You crash like a rolling wave
You come around I lose my brain
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Bridge]
I’ve been searching for the right words
But I can’t even find an echo
Don’t you let go
There are only twenty
Six letters I can use
Just to tell you I won’t let go
Don’t you let go

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words