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[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
Call on me, you can call on me
All I want, cause all I want is to be
You’re the one, you’re the one for me

[Verse 1: WizKid]
Oh lord
Loving your simple style, style
When you move girl I feel your style, style
When you leave me that’s a minus
Say together we’re a stronger soul
Whine whine say no man can control
If feels better than Silver and Gold
Is it forever girl? let me know
Is it forever girl? let me know
Can you be the one for me baby
Me wanna care for you love you forever
Can it be just for me baby
Sexiness, all this loving forever
Baby girl you’re a kiss from a rose
Say your love like a kiss from a rose
Girl just love me I swear I nor boast
Say when I see you I know you’re the one

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(Girl you’re the one for me)
Call on me, you can call on me
(Girl just call on me)
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Verse 2: WizKid]
In my life, I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I know that you’re for me
In my life, I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I know that you’re for me yeaaaa
Can you be the one for me baby
Me wanna care for you love you forever
Can it be just for me baby
Sexiness, all this loving forever
Baby girl you’re a kiss from a rose
Say your love like a kiss from a rose
Girl just love me I swear I nor boast
Say when I see you I know you’re the one

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(Girl you’re the one for me)
Call on me, you can call on me
(Girl just call on me)
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Bridge: WizKid]
Say if you love the guy say aaah
Say if you are the one say I
Say if you got the one you really want to die for
Or you got the one you can burst a shot for
Just say yeaah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
Call on me, you can call on me
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Outro]
Oh lord, you’re the one, oh yeah
Baby You’re the one, alright
You’re the one, oh yeah
Baby you’re the one, say it for me gyal!
You’re the one, oh lord
You’re the one, oh yeah
You’re the one, oh lord
Baby you’re the one, yeah yah!

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ohhh
Let me see you dirty wine suh
Ohhhhhh
Go on show me how you wine suh
My shawty dirty wine suh (ahnh)
In the middle of the dance floor (ahanh)
Fuck it up when she wine suh (ahanh)
Do your dance for a real one (ahanh)

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Wizkid]
Ohhh
Girl is mine tonight
Ohhhh
You know how bad I want it
Girl in the morning
When I’m yawning
Girl is you I’m calling
She steady put it up before me
She never dull me
She give everything up for me

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

[Verse 2: Wizkid]
No wonder me call in the morning
Big man ting no dulling
You and I sex till morning
Pull out the spliff me and you straight burning
Me like the dance and your sexiness
She call on me cos she mad without me (Oh Lord)
Put me at ease when me come out the road
Hold me down don’t let me go

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Wizkid]
Ohh
Girl is mine tonight
Ohhhh
You know how bad I want it
Girl in the morning
When I’m yawning
Girl is you I’m calling
She steady put it up before me
She never dull me
She give everything up for me

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

[Refrain:]
Ohhh
Let me see you dirty wine suh
Ohhhhhh
Go on show me how you wine suh

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

[Intro]
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Now, [?] be the man, wanna see you doin’ good
I don’t wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl, in my eyes, you the baddest
The reason why I love you
You don’t like me, kill my status
I see you livin’ average, I’d be offended
If they see you with me, they gon’ wanna take pictures
Bitch so bad, I hope they get your face in it
I’m just tryna Jay Leno, you know, stay up late with you
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
Get you a condo and a new Benz
Bad girl, bad girl, baddest girl
Eatin’ Whole Foods but ya got a fatty, girl
She call me lil daddy, she a daddy’s girl
I let her breathe, whoo
Then I tell her, "Get back at it, girl"

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 2: Tyga & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hey mama, won’t you come to T [?]
Keep you in Chanel ’cause the devil wear Prada
In the Maybach, then I smoke the cigara
You should move to L.A., I think I see your baby father
Here go the number to mi casa
Crib like Pablo, I got the whole enchilada
Once you pop in, it ain’t no stoppin’
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Take you on tour, I can tell you was meant for me
If they ask who your man, you should mention me
I throw a chain on you, then make you sing for me
And you like to smoke when you drink and we be frustrated, oh baby
When our signals get crossed, I hate it
‘Cause the more you treat me royal, I adore you
That’s why I don’t mind doing all these things for you
It’s only right we spend our lonely nights
In the ‘Rari down Sunset, revving them pipes
I ain’t T.I. but you get whatever you like
TY, he get you the keys tonight
Just get on your flight

[Chorus Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Tyga]
Know it’s only right
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Got a vibe, make a yellow chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here, this is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro: 24hrs]
24hrs and you know it’s Hit-Boy
24 hits, 20 with your bitch

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 1: 24hrs]
Shawty from the A, she in L.A
She say, "20 where the fuck we finna stay?"
Told her, "Baby, got the condo by the Staples"
I told her I’ll pick her up if she ain’t able
She said, "20 I got friends out here"
I told her I’ll send an Uber if they near
She said, "Bein’ with a broke boy is my fear"
I told her, "Baby get the fuck up out of here"
Getting money every day, what I strive
Got a bad bitch that stay in LA Liv
Baby, you should finish up your task
Me and Hit in the Wraith driving fast

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shawty from the Bay, she in New York
She said, "Dolla when you comin’ on tour?"
Told her I’ma get a suite off 40 deuce
Don’t worry ’bout it, I’ma send the car to you
She said, "Dolla, I got friends for your man"
"I ain’t pressin’, I know you a busy man"
She said, "Bein’ with a rapper is my fear"
I said, "Baby get the fuck out of here"
Gettin’ money everyday, that’s my work
Got a bad bitch stayin’ where your spurt
Told her, "Hit me when you ready to go"
Pick you up with a fat pre roll

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Got a bad bitch down in M.I.A
When I’m near, she let me fuck, but she don’t stay
Taught her how to suck a dick the right way
Was Backwoods but now she smokin’ paper planes
It’s Young Khalifa man, only spittin’ facts
Let her man go ’cause that nigga whack
I’m a Virgo so I don’t know how to act
You a freak so I’ma hit it from the back
Told her I was down at the Fontainebleau
Seen your friend on Snapchat, bring her through
I don’t chase no bitch, I let her choose
I don’t mix my liquor with no juice

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Outro]
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down (and the rain)
Rain come down
Get your man laid down
You don’t know, know, know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know, know, know
(Rain come down)
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know
(Rain, rain, rain)
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know
Rain come down

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Ride in the drop top, so I think
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth
If so, no thang to a G
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off
I run North Side of the beach
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat
Best bet, try not to compete

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Ride in the drop top, so I think
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth
If so, no thang to a G
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off
I run North Side of the beach
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat
Best bet, try not to compete

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
(And the rain)
Rain come down
Get your main laid down

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind
Never need a girl to love me, I just need the fire
On prison time, don’t be trippin’ on a text back
In another world, Cover Girl, but her chest flat
Toothpaste spread in the CLR
Or, I think it was for Wayne
Can’t remember springing for it, bring it on the plane
Long flights playin’ with my brain
Long nights, long summers we in Spain
Call Ca-lal-lane
She getting naked undercover’s for the fame
She don’t wanna be another what’s-her-name
Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James
Make it rain, in the club
Don’t you dream on how it feel to be in love?
What you drunk? You need a bus?
Don’t drown in the brown, just drown in the sound

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
(And the rain)
Rain come down
Get your main laid down
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Rain come down)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Rain come down)

Uh, sign
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sign
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And you got people in the aisle
Been here every night for weeks at a time
You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
Take you by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Two nights, we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music and started dancing
You was taking off your pants
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I do you like a chore
We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
I yell your name, sinner, rebel
Never gonna find nobody better
All my life
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Hey now, I’m saying
My only way out is way in
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
Well all my days now, they changin’
I got angels, no more Satan
Looks like God’s on my side
This time
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name
And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain

Lyrics Ludacris – Vitamin D

Aw yeah, yeahhh
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just deficient in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda.

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that a*s
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).(vitamin d)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much a*s to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got s*x like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda a*s if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ s**t
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take ittt).(vitamin d)
Ludacris lyrics
Video Ludacris

[Hook: B.o.B]
Should be two lit, should be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Ya yo that-that-that’s the shit I like
I ain’t got no type I can’t decide
Girl like girl like girl they can’t deny
Gettin’ pussy with a side of wine
No it ain’t no telling what we might do
When she in a penthouse with a tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that’s my girl and that’s our wife too

[Hook: B.o.B]
Lit, she be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Ya’ll might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your fucking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I’m just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can’t stand is a petty hoe
Can’t keep your business to yourself, don’t go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don’t wanna see her with a telescope, tell ’em go

[Hook: B.o.B]
Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin’ money now
Uh, I’mma pass her like Cam, yeah
I’mma pass her like Peyton
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain’t heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city

[Hook: B.o.B & Ty Dolla $ign]
Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit, yeah
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeaah, Dolla $ign

[Intro: Pitbull]
You have to have vision to understand love is blind, talk to ’em Ty

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Verse 1]
Got a room with a mirror on the roof

And I could bet the bank and almost guarantee
That you will always look better on me
I handle my business in the boardroom and the bedroom
My name ain’t max but I always got headroom
G-g- get it, g-g- g-g- get it
Went from selling perico and reefer

I shut down Spain
And I ain’t even have to take a pill in Ibiza
I’m a beast bro
I love when you put on them sexy one piece outfits
With the hole in the middle
Now take a look in the mirror
And see you always look better on me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you over me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
I’m allergic to the fake and these negative crabs
So get from me with your negative ass
I live for the future, you live in the past
Found somebody else, I hope that it lasts
But you know that I know that we know that you’ll be thinking bout me
But you know that I know that we know that you look, that you look better on me
I ain’t here to sell ya, I’m here to tell ya, all I’ve ever done is learn from my failures
So god bless mami, cause God knows I wish you the best mami, that’s right
I love when you put on that sexy one piece outfit with the hole in the middle
Now take a look in the mirror and see you always look better on me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you over me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Better on me
Better on me
Better on me
You look better on me
Better on me
Better on me
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Intro: DJ Motor Mane]
We ain’t never gon’ fall off
We always stand tall in this thing
It’s the only way we know, it’s go hard, you feel me
Ayo Cap, what up, Ty what up
Raven I see you, Tuki, holla at em man let em know how we do

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Told her baby that I’ll be back for more
If the head good you know that I’ll be back for sure
You and I we been through the most
But you never gave up on me
You stayed by my side, you my ride or die girl
I gave you the keys to the Porsche, gave you the keys to the house
Introduced you to moms, girl
You should have my babies
We should start an empire, we can cuddle by the fire
Dolla getting money now, gotta get money now

[Bridge 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
And Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Woah
Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Yeah

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 2: Raven Felix]
I started young, I saw a lot
Never questioned if I wanted this bad enough or not
Coming up I never thought about the top
Now I’m getting closer to it every song I drop
Bumps in the road, still moving
I was taught to keep it pushing till you get through it
Quitting’s not an option, whats a boss to a queen
Nah, more like whats a queen to a goddess
That’s always been my mind state, got a taste
Now there ain’t no going back to the ways when we was unpaid
Unemployed, I never had no other choice
Had responsibilities that I couldn’t avoid

[Bridge 2: Raven Felix]
I, never imagined that it could happen this fast
Came in the game just turning nothing into something now we counting this cash
And I know the higher up that you get means its harder when you fall down
So we gotta stay up, stay up, we about to have it all now
Got me feeling like I

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 3: Tuki Carter]
I wake up on that get I, I push myself to get it
I make that product pack it up and seal it
Pump that volume if you with it
Draw it up and frame it, display it seal it
Stack some bread, (?) Action Jackson got it made like special ed
Some sexting got you vexing, so mad you sent a text
She sent a screenshot back like this nigga losing his mac
Dang, intimidated by money reiterate that he funny
You silly slacker I’m Taylor’d, I milly rock in some gators
I’m ice cold, chilly pimping don’t like hoes
A-Town stomping, itty bitty thick, booty bumping, shut up and say something
Make something, instead of hating on creative ways that make haters say negative bullshit
Most because they lost they woman to real niggas
So keep ya hustle on hustle, get the M’s up don’t struggle
I’m M&M’ing these suckers, you threw back candy in clusters
We move by state to state in these busses, to make our way on these fuckers
You charge the game up while they charge the lame up
Never put yourself down on the same ground that you would walk on
You diss that bitch you get your money and you walk along
You walk along, yea

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here, this is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (tru)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
A hell Glock, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Still got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here
This is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro: Kent Jones]
Get up, get up
Walked up in the building, seen too many bitches on the wall
Niggas on the wall

[Hook: Kent Jones]
Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won’t you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down

[Post-Hook: Kent Jones]
Oh my God, oh my God
I don’t really know her huh? Know her huh?
She wanna come over huh? Over huh?
I’m already over her, over her

[Verse 1: Kent Jones]
When I’m in town she make sure that she see me, you understand?
I don’t know just how you niggas perceive me, you understand?
Throwing stones but you just wanna be me, you understand?
Ain’t them guys that you see on the TV, you understand?

[Hook: Kent Jones]
Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won’t you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
Hey lil mama, you know you fuckin’ with a motherfuckin’ superstar
You know I pick your ass up in the foreign car
And fuck you right there in it like a porn star, yeah, yeah
Hey, why you so nasty?
She say "Dolla why you gotta be so nasty?"
She said "Dolla $ign, why you always stay high"
I say, "You ain’t ever lied, you ain’t ever lie"
I pull up on her, I got her choosey
Her man a loser, she in a real nigga presence
She want Dolla, she fuck with Dolla
She came for Dolla, pull up in that ‘Rari
She said "Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
Why you spendin’ all your money on these bottles?"
Hey Dolla, Dolla, hey Dolla, Dolla
No more ratchets for me, only models

[Hook: Kent Jones]
Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won’t you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down

[Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
Off top I was getting ready, white boy like my mom Betty
I’m too nice for this game ese, I walked in there was confetti
Girls took to me already
Lil hoe with them dreads wanna go make whoopie
Go ball Eddy, Heartbreaker, y’all all petty
These bitches wanna get it ultra strength
Pay a ton, I’m jamming like I’m Kemp
Y’all all a bunch of fucking Detlef Schrempf’s
Showstopper, got flow poppin’
These hoes knockin’ down doors
Jockin’ my stones, moccasin flows
Stay on your toes
I’m better than better
I’ll get it on top like a header, that’s word
Little mama lookin’ at me, nine o’clock
And from the look of it that bitch need a vagina mop
And you mistook if you think we that gon’ designer shop
I’mma pull up like a bull up in the china shop, break you down
Chicken parmesan, how you want it, I’m cookin’
I got a nose for these hoes, I’m the Piglet of pussy
I gotta know if you pro, going down on my tooshie
Cause if you are then you’re probably too aggressive for Dicky

[Verse 4: E-40]
When I was a teen I scored a half a meal ticket
My team moved mean and they’ll smoke you like a brisket
Raised in the slums, in the sewer, in the gutter
Where shit ain’t sweet like unsalted butter
Make more paper than your daddy and your mother
Pulled up European, started with a fixer-upper
Throwing up signs like a third base coach
Baby she a dime, got a rump like a roast

[Hook: Kent Jones]
Hey, baby, you there
Light skin, thick with the blue hair
Red ‘Lenciagas, got a new pair
Every real hood bitch do hair
Hey, won’t you come here?
Get down, you know how I get down
Tell your hatin’ home girls, sit down
Take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down
Sit down, take a seat, sit down

Lyrics Bebe Rexha – Bad bitch

You’re sayin’ that your tired of all your empty habits
You want something that’s deeper ’cause you’re over the generics
You’re f*ckin’ with them basics when you really want the baddest
So come on, baby, get it, ’cause to miss it, it would be tragic.(bad bitch)

You say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

Bad b*tch, bad bitch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Show me you can handle this
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Show me you can handle this
(Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeahhh).

You know I can handle it
You know I can handle it
When you throw that thing back
Get me like collateral
You be goin’ all night
When you on that adderall
We be goin’ all night
When you on that adderall
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
You ain’t never average
Kissin’ double C’s on your back with the basic
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch versuri-lyrics.info
You ain’t never average
Center on the jeans with the center on back too.

You say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Show me you can handle this
(Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Ohhh, yeah, yeah, yeah).

I pay my own bills and I pay my own rent
‘Cause I’m indepe-, independent
I buy my own rings and I do my own things
‘Cause I’m indepe-, independent
I know it really hurts, I know it ain’t fair
You’re not allowed to touch, but you can stare
Know it really hurts, know it ain’t fair
So keep sayin’ your prayers.

You want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got a bad b*tch, show me you can handle this
Say you want a bad b*tch, baby, now you have it
Now you got the baddest, show me you can handle this.

Bad b*tch, bad bitch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Bad b*tch, bad b*tch
Show me you can handle thisss.
Bebe Rexha lyrics
Video bitch

[Intro]
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Outro]
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why ?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Get out my car lonely, take care the bar cover
Shawty got an ass so fat she got a scarf over it
I got them rocks on me, used to have blocks on me
Now I’m living for PETA cause I got a fox on me, ah
Now that I told you niggas, I showed you niggas
She come through this bitch with Chanel on her pumps
Apples in back of the trunk
You know I flex if I want
We gon’ bust stops on the highway
I got my hands on her thighs
I play with her pussy and listen to Sade
Told her to bring it here shawty
Told her to drop it there shawty
I’m from the belly of the beast
Remember I barely used to eat
Now that my weed is so loud you can hear it down the street
Pull up 10 cars deep, you can’t get rich off sleep

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I call her my lil baby
She act like a lil baby
She spoiled like it was the worst
She trip I buy her the suitcases
We make the screw faces
Had sex in a few places
Bedroom, living room
Bathroom, kid’s room and the basement
Straight shot, no chaser
You’ll always be my lil baby
Wanna know how your day been
Can’t wait to go bare skin
Stretch you out by the bear rug
Give you hugs by the fireplace
Going down like the fire escape
Estate with the iron gates
All the diamonds got a ping on ’em
Living life like a king don’t I
Walk around with your dream on me
Never front on your team homie
They say sex a weapon
Shit mine got a beam on it
My spinach got cream on it
Ty Dolla go on and sing on it

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Lil baby, lil baby, ooh

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
Nanana, oh nananana nana
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that thang too big"
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’ll beat it right, I will
If it’s hard, take my time, I will
Hell yeah, you got the right idea
You let me hit it from the back like a Rottweiler
Girl I kill that punani
Hit it raw doggy in the morning
Give it to you everytime you’re horny
Every time I’ll pull it cocky got you put it on me
Got you screaming oooh oooh
Goddamn it girl you so nasty
And you know
I just can’t let you walk past me

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that thang too big", oh
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I put it on ya
Hit it to a swirl, break the ice out
Ain’t even with her, you gon’ wild out
I’m the only nigga that you talk ’bout, oh ya
Tell me who the coldest
Anybody record I get on is, on the radio like a Jonas
I’m about to check her then finesse her out of garments
Singing oohhhh
Goddamnit girl you so nasty
And you know
I’ll be right there when you ask me

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that ain’t too big"
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
Nanana, oh nananana nana
Nananana, nanananana
Yeah, they know not what they do
But I’m still making moves
Tryna make some moves with you
And you know…

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, "Slow down zaddy yeah that ain’t too big"
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids, oh
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama (What it do?)
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla met a bitch on tour
Dolla made a mil on tour
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla did the cover of The Source
Dolla did the XXL
Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dolla signed a brand new deal, yeah
Dolla got sex appeal, yeah
Dolla keep it way too real
Dolla ain’t got no chill
Dolla tell a nigga how he feel, aw yeah
Dolla bought a brand new watch
Dolla might run from the cops
Dolla get his looks from his pops, yeah
Dolla might sip some Henny
Dolla just count a milli
Dolla pulled up with Diddy, ay
Dolla might take your girlfriend
Dolla might take your girlfriend
Dolla gonna get his money
Saint Laurent and Gucci
Saint Laurent and Gucci
Dolla getting money, aw yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla met a bitch on tour
Dolla made a mil on tour
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
Dolla did the cover of The Source
Dolla did the XXL
Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Cam bought a brand new Benz
Cam fucked a girl and her friend
Cam’s all about his ends
Cam got the OG Kush with the tan
Cam bought a bus for the fam
Cam came up from a van
Cam got tats on his hands
Most call me Wiz but the hoes call me Cam
Cam got businesses
When it’s done, Cam don’t leave witnesses
Cam got bitches, kid
Cam pull up in the car with the switches in it
Cam never gon’ stop
Cam never gon’ flop
Cam never gon’ fuck with a cop
Cam always on top
Cam always in the room with somebody else girl with the door locked
And they don’t really like ’em
But they all fuck with Cam
Cam got the keys to the Lamb
Cam blow trees like it’s legal again
Cam always on the flight with a certified freak
That’s who get up on her knees when we land
That’s your girlfriend?
Bet she won’t be no more if you leave her with Cam

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + (Wiz Khalifa)]
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla met a bitch on tour
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla made a mil on tour
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla did the cover of The Source
(Cam did too, Cam did too)
Dolla did the XXL
(Cam did too)
Dolla bought my bitch Chanel
(Cam did too)
Dolla bought a brand new Porsche, yeah
(Cam did too, Cam did too)

[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me love ya
If you keep on putting it down, you gon’ make me stay
Ain’t no competition, you that nigga by far
Maybe you the best, got me going so hard

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter & Ty Dolla $ign]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does he stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you boy, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
But let me get it right now

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, how you got a nigga comin’ back
Got me lookin’, got me lookin’ with my lookin’ ass
And you know what you be doin’ when you walkin’ past me
Straight up, that ass too fat
Yeah, love when I pull on your hair
Love when you kiss me right there, aw
Way that you do is no fair
Way that you do is no fair

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does she stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

[Verse 3: Cam Wallace]
I been thinkin’ ’bout your ass like all day
Grade school, way back in the hallways
Yeah, I think she finally get it
I used to wonder back then, let me finally hit it
It’s goin’ down, right now
You ain’t gotta say shit, don’t make a sound
Fuck, now I got the pussy in the ground
I’m swimmin’ in the pussy, I’ma drown
When I found her, shit, I thought I found love
Nah, better yet, I found drugs
Damn, now I’m gettin’ faded too much
Need to step back but that pussy so clutch
What, damn, this girl gotta hold on me
She got me singin’ like Jodeci
Like ma ma ma, ma ma ma
Oh, this Johnny Gill, fuck it man, that shit was ill

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
Ooh, I want it too, yet again
Ooh, even thought I know it’s bad, I keep runnin’ back to you, baby
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Dolla $ign, Cam, steady love

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Sevyn Streeter]
And if this isn’t love, why do I feel this way?
Why does she stay on my mind?
And if this isn’t love, why does it hurt so bad?
You make me feel so mad inside
Something about your love that’s got me staying
Something about you girl, don’t know what it is
And all you did to me, I’m steady fallen
God damn, your pussy sweet, it’s steady callin’ me
So let me get it right now

[Intro: Zara Larsson]
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 1: Zara Larsson]
My love is more potent than anything in the cup that you’re holdin’
One little taste will have you open
Aye, I know you want some, you want some
Too strong, no limits
It’s not official, so take your time with it
It go straight to your head, control your mind with it
Aye, I know you want some, you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 2: Zara Larsson]
My love, ain’t running out
Got a endless supply, there’ll never be a drought
I put you to sleep, you’ll never leave your house
Aye, I know you want, know you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, your love so good, girl
Got me comin’ back for seconds, what’s good, girl?
Got me clearin’ out my schedule, tryna link up
Girl you know you ’bout to get that thang beat up
When I pull up, you know what I came for
Dolla lay the pipe, keep some dope D for you
Put your body straight to sleep
I got you wakin’ up thankin’ me

[Chorus: Zara Larsson + Ty Dolla $ign]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
You got me stuck on that, your love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
Oooh yeah
My love, my love
My love
So good, so good, so good, so good
So good
You know my love is
Yeah
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Intro: Rick Ross]
This the fliest shit ever
This that rich forever part 2
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Layin’ in my bed, I’m under these gold chandeliers
Can’t say too many names in here these kinda years
Night sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist
Ice cube lookin’ nigga, you know life a bitch
I once got no allowance, now I got the crown
I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound
Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’
Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million
Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio
While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido
8 felonies, tellin’ me wanna give me life
Every nut I bust really, gotta do it twice
Ricky Ronaldo, really when I’m in Portugal
I pull a yacht out this weekend, I’m fuckin’ so and so
Cameras flash, paparazzi layin’ in the grass
Tom Brady my new nig but you can tell ’em that

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this right now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
Girl, you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m sexin’ women, I don’t fish her out
I gas her up and let her lick me down
I may name my daughter Hermes
Get my jeweler to decorate the new birds nest
20 million up in Merrill Lynch
I met his chick, he haven’t seen her since
Through the city, I’m still floatin’ like a magic carpet
She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge
It’s special once you thinkin’ send your kids to college
Or be a geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished
Do it for the dear departed, fuck up Ben Carson
And [?], you made a nigga a target
Only one that’s smokin’ up in Goldman Sachs
When I’m the only one that’s rollin’ like a quarter back
And I never put it in my government
‘Cause I never put on for the government

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
You caught the case, you gotta post a bond
I’m rathful lemon mixed with young Wale, Folarin
Starin’ in my safe, I’m rather safe than sorry
Diddy, Jigga, only two niggas comin’ for me
I park the caddy in my livin’ room
Pussy niggas lookin’ for me, I’ma give it to him
Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin’ pool
If her pussy dry, call her beetle juice
I’m baby makin’ in the Malvides
Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis
Khaled hit me on the FaceTime
I’m the fliest nigga on his bassline
She see the sneakers and she see the stones
Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne
I’m cashin’ in like the Kardashians
My paralysed homie snuck a ratchet in

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 1 : PnB Rock]
I’m just keeping it a hunnit’
Girl fuck a fifty
I need a bad bitch who loyal and ain’t too mixy for me
Need a jawn to help me count this paper
I need a real chick with no filter on and no makeup
Cause I done been around the world
Fucked a bunch of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing shit
But they all be with the shits
Yeah I done been around the world
Fucked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bitches in my face

[Pre-Hook : PnB Rock]
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

[Hook : PnB Rock]
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
That’s the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you

[Verse 2 : Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl I bought a 911 and a new crib
I need a bad bitch to ride passenger
When I drive that shit
And she might tell me Dolla slow down, but she gone take that dick
She gonna take that D for Dolla
Cause I done been around the world
Fucked a lot of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing shit
But still be with the shit
I done been around the world
Fucked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bitches in my face

[Pre-Hook : PnB Rock]
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

[Verse 3 : PnB Rock]
I don’t really want to do nothing
Back then I ain’t do cuffin’
I was really on some savage shit
Out there looking for the baddest bitch
Once I hit it I was dashing quick
Fuck and duck I might’ve mastered it
Now I’m feeling like I changed now
Need a girl to be my main now
So where you been
Cause I’m looking for you
Got some plans and they all for you
I got bands and they all for you
Real nigga I’m just trynna spoil you
Want some sex but I know it’s more to you
Fuck your ex I could do more for you girl
I’m so tired of chasing these hoes
Can’t wait to call someone my own

[Hook : PnB Rock]
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
Thats the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this shit the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you

(Verse 1 – PnB Rock)
I’m just keeping it a hunnitg
Girl f**k a fifty
I need a bad bi**h who loyal and ain’t too mixy for me
Need a jawn to help me count this paper
I need a real chick with no filter on and no makeup
Cause I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing s**t
But they all be with the s**ts
Yeah I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bi**hes in my face

(Pre Chorus – PnB Rock)
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

(Chorus – PnB Rock)
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
That’s the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you

(Verse 2 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Girl I bought a 911 and a new crib
I need a bad bi*h to ride passenger
When I drive that s**t
And she might tell me Dolla slow down, but she gone take that d**k
She gonna take that D for Dolla
Cause I done been around the world
Fucked a lot of girls
Yeah they talk that cuffing s**t
But still be with the s**t
I done been around the world
F**ked a bunch of girls
But now I’m in a different space
Tired of all these bi**hes in my face

(Pre Chorus – PnB Rock)
So shawty will you act cause I’m around
I’m hanging up my jersey for you
When I find you Imma lock you down

(Verse 3 – PnB Rock)
I don’t really want to do nothing
Back then I ain’t do cuffing
I was really on some savage s**t
Out there looking for the baddest bi**h
Once I hit it I was dashing quick
F**k and d**k I might’ve mastered it
Now I’m feeling like I changed now
Need a girl to be my main now
So where you been
Cause I’m looking for you
Got some plans and they all for you
I got bands and they all for you
Real ni**a I’m just trynna spoil you
Want some sex but I know it’s more to you
F**k your ex I could do more for you girl
I’m so tired of chasing these hoes
Can’t wait to call someone my own

(Chorus – PnB Rock)
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down
I couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But Imma run it up regardless
And having you here is better
Thats the truth
Right now
I’m right down my side of town
I’m high as hell
You fly as hell
You hold me down
Imma hold you down too
Couldn’t run this s**t the way I really wanted
But if you really need me
Shawty please believe me
Know that I’ll always be there for you

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

Fo’ sho’ she wanna ride, fo’ sho’ she wanna slide
Fo’ sho’ we gettin’ sauced, fo’ sho’ we gettin’ high
Pull up swaggin’, hop out the wagon
Suckers gonna hate but the ladies wanna brag
What you say? What you say? What you say?
Whole team faded like Jordan with the J
Cradle to the grave, NY to the Bay
Millions in the bank and the hunnids in the safe
Ain’t nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low, climb out the V baby
Haan, ain’t nothing to a G baby
Foreign sitting low climb out the V baby

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go

Girl it feels like Saturday, everyday
I’m smoking loud and feeling so high
I’m rolling good through my hood
Getting lit like the 4th of July
(I got that exotic that you probably can’t afford
We be going up like them burger fly gold
We ain’t got no problems ’cause we counting all this cash
Got a lot of head with her metro on the dash)

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

You should bring your homie, I’ll bring one too
I know you like the spotlight, so let me introduce you
Just me and you parked up at the top looking at the view
So many things that we could do, drive with me and never lose
Do you wanna ride in my foreign, get your red-bottom heels, no Jordans
I know your ex-boyfriend was hella boring
Now we skirting 130, no snoring

Do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
Lift the top back all the way, rolling through the streets of LA
Girl, do you wanna ride, ride, ride in my foreign? (In my foreign?)
We can turn up the radio, we ain’t got no place to go
Girl do you wanna ride?

[Intro]
(MusicMajorX)
Yeah, slow

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
She like Dolla you so extra
Boy you so extra, yeah
Dolla you so extra, yeah
Boy you so extra
You be gone every weekend, yeah
Why you always want a threesome? Yeah
All you think about is money, yeah
All you care about is your homies, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Boy you so extra
Dolla you so extra
Always in a foreign
Why you always flexing?
Got so many tattoos, boy you ain’t no Mexican
(?) they don’t know who they messing with
Dolla you so extra, you so extra
You know that that’s his girlfriend
You always taking nigga’s hoes
You so player, you so gangster
You so boss, you the reason I got hoes

[Bridge: K Camp]
She’s so extra, she’s so extra
Extra rashy, extra rashy
Extra, extra, extra

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
She like Dolla you so extra
Boy you so extra, yeah
Dolla you so extra, yeah
Boy you so extra
You be gone every weekend, yeah
Why you always want a threesome? Yeah
All you think about is money, yeah
All you care about is your homies

[Verse 2: K Camp]
Camp you so extra
I ain’t made no flex yet
Let me hit that pussy one time, let me bless ya
I ride out that (?)
Pull up ’til I fish you
I might test her first
Make that work, bitch I miss you
My old ho said I need balance
Bitch just look at my Balie’s
Off that Henn’, can’t bounce
Too many friends can’t count
Your baby daddy wanna be Camp and he still get allowance
Baby that’s way too bad
I’ma cop shit that your nigga can’t grab
I’ma drop shit that your nigga can’t pad
Me and Young Dolla got the shit on smash
Little bitch

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
She like Dolla you so extra
Boy you so extra, yeah
Dolla you so extra, yeah
Boy you so extra
You be gone every weekend, yeah
Why you always want a threesome? Yeah
All you think about is money, yeah
All you care about is your homies

[Bridge: K Camp]
She’s so extra, she’s so extra
Extra rashy, extra rashy
Extra, extra, extra

[Outro: K Camp]
She’s so extra

[Intro: French Montana & Ty Dolla $ign]
(Drumma Boy)
Montana, $hort what’s happenin’?
Dolla $ign, woah, woah, oh yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
That ain’t my girlfriend, that’s my old bitch
And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
Oh nigga, you mad, yeah nigga, you pissed
I know she’s stayin’ with you, but that’s our bitch, woah
Nigga, that’s my bitch, nigga, that’s my bitch
No matter how much you hate, she’s still on my dick
Nigga, I can still hit if I call that bitch
I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don’t trip, that’s still my bitch

[Verse 1: Too $hort]
I seen her only last night on some fly shit
Had the nerve to introduce me to my bitch
His main bitch is my side bitch
She stayed cool, actin’ like the shy chick
I played it cool too, you know I didn’t say nothin’
‘Cause not a lot of people know that me and her be fuckin’
She sent a text, talkin’ ’bout, "I see you player"
I see you too, hangin’ out with a square
But that’s the type I like
Spend the night but she’s not my wife
I fuck her good but I’m not her man
To tell the truth, I just hit it when I can

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
That ain’t my girlfriend, that’s my old bitch
And I can have her any time I want, she love this dick
Oh nigga, you mad, yeah nigga, you pissed
I know she’s stayin’ with you, but that’s our bitch, woah

[Verse 2: French Montana]
You’s a lame and you know that, pussy throwback
If I want it, she won’t go back and you know that
Thinkin’ that you own that, picture that, Kodak
You cuffin’ that, low jack, we smokin’ that, more yeah
She want use the money you ain’t talkin’ ’bout none
Show me your bad bitch, I’ll show you nigga, tired of fuckin’
300 the drop, 3 bottles Cîroc
3 models to pop, presidental, Barack
Leanin’ in the sport, pimpin’ is a sport
Pullin’ up with $hort, you niggas money short
Oh that’s your hoe? Nigga, that’s my hoe too
Heard she used to fuck with Ty, yeah Jeremih too

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Nigga, that’s my bitch, nigga, that’s my bitch
No matter how much you hate, she’s still on my dick
Nigga, I can still hit if I call that bitch
I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don’t trip, that’s still my bitch

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
See my bitches is bad, so I know it’s no problem
Know when he ain’t around, prolly when she gon’ call me
I know she come to play, she chase me state to state
Swear these niggas be jealous, that’s why females trade
She hit me on the phone, say she be home alone
Off Hennessy and Patron, tweetin’ ’bout my cologne
I be in New York, fuckin’ her to Too $hort
Hit that pussy so good, said she need new pork
Got me drillin’ ’cause I’m diggin’ on ya
Right now I’m down to pop, gonna lay the pipin’ down down
All we do is fuck and smoke and you down
You know it ain’t no discussion, that ain’t my girlfriend

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
That ain’t my girlfriend
Nigga, that’s my bitch, nigga, that’s my bitch
No matter how much you hate, she’s still on my dick
Nigga, I can still hit if I call that bitch
I know I got you mad as fuck, but pimp, don’t trip, that’s still my bitch

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Get out my car lonely, take care the bar cover
Shawty got an ass so fat she got a scarf over it
I got them rocks on me, used to have blocks on me
Now I’m living for PETA cause I got a fox on me, ah
Now that I told you niggas, I showed you niggas
She come through this bitch with Chanel on her pumps
Apples in back of the trunk
You know I flex if I want
We gon’ bust stops on the highway
I got my hands on her thighs
I play with her pussy and listen to Sade
Told her to bring it here shawty
Told her to drop it there shawty
I’m from the belly of the beast
Remember I barely used to eat
Now that my weed is so loud you can hear it down the street
Pull up 10 cars deep, you can’t get rich off sleep

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I call her my lil baby
She act like a lil baby
She spoiled like it was the worst
She trip I buy her the suitcases
We make the screw faces
Had sex in a few places
Bedroom, living room
Bathroom, kid’s room and the basement
Straight shot, no chaser
You’ll always be my lil baby
Wanna know how your day been
Can’t wait to go bare skin
Stretch you out by the bear rug
Give you hugs by the fireplace
Going down like the fire escape
Estate with the iron gates
All the diamonds got a ping on ’em
Living life like a king don’t I
Walk around with your dream on me
Never front on your team homie
They say sex a weapon
Shit mine got a beam on it
My spinach got cream on it
Ty Dolla go on and sing on it

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, oh, oh
Drop a hundred of them thangs put a little on my baby
Lil baby, lil baby
Oh-oh
I just bought a pair of Rollies, got one for my baby
Lil baby, oh-ohh, lil baby, ooh

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Lil baby, lil baby, ooh

[Intro: Belly]
Gain the world or lose it all
Gain it back again
Bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
Bitch I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 1: Belly]
All we had was thorns in the rose garden
No calm before the storm warning
Cold mornings made us cold hearted
My dawg could whip a fuckin’ brick on a George Foreman
The shit that drives me would drive you crazy don’t try to save me
Rock fly Versace and drive Mercedes the modern ’80s
I’m kinda crazy, paranoid my driver shady
I’m at the lowest and my highest lately
I was dodgin’ evictions
Couldn’t afford my addictions
With my father in prison
Family poverty stricken
Felt like we all got convicted
No one bothered to visit
Livin’ in awful conditions
Still put my dawgs in position, like woah woah
We worship money like this shit was religion but no no
‘Cause once I got it felt like something was missin’ my whole soul
Three stacks for a loud pack
No bad for a outkast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
Bitch I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check and then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Verse 2: Belly]
My bitch pull up like Joan of Arc, the coldest heart
Belly Bonaparte my dawgs’ll pick your fuckin’ bones apart
To ride this wave you need Noah’s Ark and his golden heart
Wait, I bear the holy mark although my soul is dark
A sleepless night for every promise I would never keep
Ten thousand on sheets although I never sleep
I’m havin’ day dreams of eatin’ you out
My face is the best fuckin’ seat in the house
Wait, no sympathy we take it religiously
I took your bitch to Tiffany she had an epiphany
Trips to Tripoli don’t trip we do this shit differently
The sound of victory, I almost drowned in the symphony
Now tell these fuckin’ house rats, me I got the mouse trap
Load and cock it back and tell ’em all to meet me out back
Three stacks for that loud pack
No bad for a outkast
Pulled up in that big boy
Never thought I would bounce back

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce that, bounce back
Bitch I run the whole check up then I bounce back
My lil’ baby like to get on top and bounce it
Run it back up on that ass when she bounce it
You know I brought a whole pound
I’m the man in my town
Bitch I spent that whole check then I bounce back
I run this back up on that ass

[Intro]
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
No hands if you really the shit
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say
Got her staring at the pole like election day
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it
No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party
Bitch claiming she the queen, what? Not hardly
Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch? Steve Harvey?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

[Outro]
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Rain, rain, rain, rain
(Why don’t all the ?)
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
(Why ?)
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)