Tag: Mexico

Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business (nobody’s business)
Goddamn, She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She works for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, she worth every dollar
But she worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

She’s stacking money, money everywhere she goes
(Juno!)
You know, pesos out of Mexico
De uno, commas and them decimals (You know!)
She don’t gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy
She love the way it tastes, that’s her recipe
Rushing through her veins like it’s ecstasy
Then she kill the fucking stage like an enemy

Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business (nobody’s business)
Goddamn, (Goddamn!)
She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She work for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, she work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

She trickin’ on herself, she don’t need a boss
(That Juno!)
It really ain’t a thing to flaunt (That Two Door!)
Stuntin’ with the ceilings off
Got these bitches in their feelings
Cause she played it off
Used to have a man, Wasn’t meant to be (meant to be)
Made 100 bands that’s a Century (century)
Saving up for plans that would never be
She already made enough but she’ll never leave

All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (ouh yeah)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (ouh yeah)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (oh yeah)
F-Fallin’ from the sky
F-F-Fallin’ from the sky
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (from the sky)
All that money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (skyyy)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (sky)
F-Fallin’ from the sky (sky)
Fallin’ from the sky

Got 100 bands I don’t need a reason (I don’t need a reason)
Tell these bitches it’s killer season (It’s killer season)
200 cash she don’t need a Visa (She don’t need a Visa)
Money money ah she ain’t believe it
300 flat bitch act a freezer
Ballin’ ballin’ you played the bleachers
400 down, Crib on the beach
Comin’ round and they gang gone flee

Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She work for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she worth every minute, She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she worth every minute

[Instrumental Intro]

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she’s worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
She’s stacking money, money everywhere she goes
You know, pesos out of Mexico
De uno, commas and them decimals
She don’t gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy
She love the way it tastes, that’s her recipe
Rushing through her veins like it’s ecstasy, oh no
Then she killed the fucking stage like an enemy

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar
Work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
She tricking on herself she don’t need a boss
Don’t you know, really ain’t a thing to [?]
That two door, stunting with the ceilings on
Got these bitches on her feelings cause she paid it all
Used to have a man, wasn’t meant to be
Made 100 bands, that’s a century
Saving up for plans that would never be
She already made enough but she’ll never leave

[Bridge: The Weeknd]
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
Falling from the sky, f-f-falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
F-f-falling from the sky, falling from the sky

[Verse 3: Belly]
Got a 100 bands I don’t need a reason
Tell these bitches it’s killing season
200 cash, she don’t need a visa
Money, money all she believin’
300 flat, bitch left me freezin’
Balling all up on and you play the bleachers
400 down, primp on the beach
Comin’ round and everything on fleek

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she’s worth every minute

[Outro]
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she’s worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she’s worth every minute

[Verse 1: Julius]
Have you ever heard that Slaughterhouse song Goodbye?
When I heard that song I cried
Crooked was reminiscing on the tragic day when his uncle passed away
If Crooked was sad that day so was I
That was my uncle too nigga so how wrong was I
Trying to hold back tears yo the fact is
I was at that awkward age thought I was too grown to cry
But my eyes wasn’t close to dry
Going through ups and downs the ebb and flow
Trying to pick myself off the F’n floor
Take the letter F from flow feeling extra low
Hope is miles away I got steps to go, stressed I know
I feel like the Evans kids trying to have good times after James left the show
And the death of [?] I’m worth less in America like I’m currency from Mexico
And I got the kind of woman niggas wish to purpose to
Baby girl I’m just trying to get us rich like I told you
Spittin’ these vocals
But I can’t afford to give you shit that I owe this ain’t how shit is suppose to be and she the type that niggas hold on to
So look this ain’t my official proposal but
Teresa Davids will you marry a nigga you’ve been there for a nigga with the shit that I go through

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 2: Demetrius]
Yo sex’ll be my stress relief especially when it’s with she
Who brings out the best of me
You ever seen everything you ever need in one person that’s her she was there for me
It ain’t even sex, it’s ecstasy If she was my ex she’d rep for me
Yea she’d rep the team she never need a wedding ring
That’s why I wanna die making love so I can love her ’till we rest in peace
Yes indeed it’s so hard living but a nigga go hard and she go hard with him
Had to bogart women just to get to her it’s so far
She my co star hope it’s no hard feelings ladies
I was in the cold dark sittin’ and she took a nigga in
And then we both start winnin’ and the cold part
Is when I’m in her ocean a nigga wanna cry
That’s why I’m finna go hard in it baby
Maybe I’m an asshole cause lately I been angry on the daily
And I’m half going crazy but my lady saying "wait
Let’s go half on a baby"
She my hero she put her mask on and saved me
Cause I’m a shady nigga I should be signed to Shady nigga
Being that cold made me what I am but my lady she my backbone ain’t she
Ain’t when I’m up in her my nigga that don’t phase me

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 3: Dice]
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need my stress relieved
I been searching for a meal not enough doe
Feeling too salty a fucked up recipe
Trying to win for my niggas rest in peace
I want a comfortable lead like [?]
Yeah my family the best of me, give the industry the rest of me
So what’s left of me?
Something infecting me a disease that I’m trying to fight
It ain’t HIV but a lot like it it’s the HIP Hop virus
With no money to treat it you can die by it
I got shit to do, got kids at home need tending to
Can’t pay attention to the hate gotta steer straight
On this rough road hands at 10 and 2
Feeling too lost got things on my mind yo
Should I sell to the fiends that like dope
Or should I sell to the fiends that like dope music
Will I make green with this mic yo?
Or will I make green in the night putting heat to the white
In this pot over my stove
I’m too stressed I can’t call it
Fuck a cell phone I’m trying to keep my self on this tight rope

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 4: Kenny]
Living a life that’ll test your patience
Ever walk home at night and see the helicopter flashing
His light on your destination
Then having ambulance fly by at an aggressive pace then
Now your mind heart and feet all get to racing
Hoping that the child you left at home is safe and
Thinking if not somebody’s going to become a medics patient
Where I’m from being about the life is a requirement
So I can’t help it if I’m a product of my environment
They’ll either have to feel me or kill me
‘Till then I’mma remain the real me
Life’s pain got me asking God to heal me
Plus doing dirt ‘Till the day a nigga filthy
Slow or fast I’m gon’ progress
Because slow progress is better then no progress
But to keep shit off my mind
I’m high at all times call it an all time high
Been doing a lot of green blowing lately
To escape the fact that I feel I’m going crazy
In the mirror talking for an hour long to face me
Reflection I’m feeling high but I’m feeling low as can be
Shit I need some stress relief
Fuck it light another best believe
No [?] no seeds no sesames
Hope I open my mind ,get it? Open sesame

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Intro]
Yeah, ok, yeah
These the darkest nights your boy done ever seen, yeah

[Verse 1]
These the darkest nights your boy done ever seen
A hunnid days, a hunnid nights, it’s like a murder scene
You know we seen but ain’t heard a thing
We just keep the choppers on the judge
The kitchen looking like the Medaying
Ball, who you think you playing with?
The ones that running with you
Them the ones you ain’t done playing with
Six feet under shit’s creek, dead sheep
You can hear the majors crying when the dead speak
They tell you everything you wanna hear, ok
Bare face, so I know you know you saw me clear
Thought I told you love was murder so you know it’s real
You always get the coldest feet before you close the deal
Ain’t no need to panic, I don’t feel no pressure
All my niggas pedal through the tragic, really with the extras
Catch a holy, catch a holy ghost, say a prayer
We don’t do the most, bed of black roses for your funeral

[Hook]
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen

[Verse 2]
Been a long time coming, baby, hold your tongue
Ain’t no need for no opinions when you plottin’ on the millions
You been talking brazy, nigga, show me somethin’
But you more concerned with livin’, you been soft from the beginnin’
I could see it in your eyes, tell me what I gotta know
Spare me all the lies, put your body on the flo’
The code of honor wasn’t suited for ya
Buzzing through your Under Armour
Put six feet under, oughtta do it for ya
Snitches get the stitches, boy, you know the layout
Once you pulled up on the turf, you know the only way out
You know it’s death before dishonor, bullets from Nirvana
And we never put the pussy up before the commas
Boy, you really gotta see the vision
You really almost gotta lose it all before you see what’s missin’
And I’m just here to set the record straight
We sitting rats inside the barrel with snakes
Bullets through the heads and face
Hallelujah, drop my soul in that collection plate
Heaven gates, they already late
I picked the spot and you could set the date
I think I’m ready to die
I’ll fuck around and you’ll get buried alive, bitch

[Hook]
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen
Dirty money, run it in the sink
This the coldest night in Hell you ever seen

[Outro]
We begin tonight with that massive manhunt underway in Mexico for the man considered to be the world’s most dangerous drug lord. Joaquín Guzmán – you see him there – best known as “El Chapo,” has escaped from a maximum security prison for the second time. Worth more than a billion dollars, he’s the head of the cartel that controls much of the flow of cocaine, marijuana, and meth into the United States
But to be the man, you gotta beat the man!
And I’m saying – whoo! – right here, I’m, the, man – whoo!