Billie Jean

Mike Stud – Don’t Jump Lyrics

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 1]
No small talk
All big convo
Need mine pronto
Chase that down like that all-white Bronco
I just want a bag she just wanna follow
Spend it all on some titties and a condo
Anybody try to text me I curve it
I ain’t even pitching but I curve it
I ain’t whipping but I swerve
I just wish all these bitches gonna learn
I ain’t here to talk
Bad bitch, straight up from the magazine
Savage, something that you never seen
And I go, anywhere I wanna be
Moonrocks, got me Moonwalking, Billie Jean
High class, real big baller shit
My friends, really on some baller shit
Courtside, that’s the only time I’m on the bench
So close, that the coach tryna put me in

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 2]
I told you when I hit the switch it stays on
I ain’t ever switch I stay down
Everybody says I ain’t the same
But the only thing I changed was the game
I ain’t really gotta skip leg day
Cause I been running shit since the tenth grade
I been running way from the fuck shit
I been running way

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

[Verse 3]
Nah theres a walk over things I used to trip from
And they try to steal my drip but they always slip on it
And Imma steal your bitch, I cought a crip walking
Please get up off my dick, unless you plan to sit on it
You should never trade chemistry for curiosity
Each and everyday I try to make my momma proud of me
Used to never understand now they all on top of me
Fuck a plan b, you gon have to come and swallow me

[Hook]
Mmm, I ain’t your type
Mmm, wake up on the same damn fights
Mmm, it ain’t that deep
Mmm, trust me don’t jump
It ain’t that deep

Young Thug – I’m On Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Aye
We got London on da Track
You should loosen up a little bit
Girl, you should loosen up a little bit
I just thought
You should know
Thought that you should know
It’s a whole new world
You can be my girl
You should know
Foreign, we could go
Got a lil’ molly and coke
Use your nose
Gotta use your nose
Use your nose
Got a lil’ molly and coke
But you gotta use your nose
Fee-fi-fo
G.I. Joe
We can go high as skies go
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never seen no bitch that won’t go on a UFO
Ay, ay, oh
Yikes, I know, aye

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Me and you should roll
We should go
I ain’t washin’ my clothes
I’d buy these new clothes
I’d rather buy new clothes
Saint Laurent on my toes
Fifty racks in the store
Fifty more in my coat
Big bank Slime, ho
Spent one or two dimes on her
I spend time with the owners
Big bank, Slime owner
We a different breed
We just tryna succeed
Got some diamonds on my teeth
Tell me who do it like me?
I’m ’bout to tease it
First, I gotta eat it
I got my reasons
I got some reasons
Everyone ’round me bleedin’
Yeah, the top floor of the Four Seasons
I was this close to servin’ them keys
Now twenty hoes on they knees

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Hope your girlfriend got on green, ah
Hit a lick in all black, Reebok
Come down the block in a tank top
And y’all gon’ kill the scene, yeah
Need the money just for what I fiend, yeah
I’ma try just ’bout everything, yeah
I’ma go all out for the green, yeah
I’ma ball out with my team, yeah
I’ma pull up in a ‘vette (skrrt, skrrt)
You know that I’m reppin’ my set (I’m reppin’ my set)
I just hopped out the jet, yeah
Now I’m headed to the check, yeah
Whole lotta money right up in my jeans
I’ma get up and go get what I need
Beat the game, somethin’ like Billie Jean
Mixin’ red in a pint with the green
Hit the gas, I’ma tear up the scene
[?], you ain’t tryin’ me
Walked in with a slime with me
Hit up Ellie for a brand new ring

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Yeah, bails like south, yeah
Dick in her mouth, yeah
‘Bout to fuck her on the couch, yeah
Fuck her slow like slouch, yeah
‘Bout to get in my mouth, yeah
Hopped from Ferrari to couch, yeah
Bankhead bounce, yeah
None of my diamonds got clout
I got a car in the house like couch
I got a key to your main bitch house
I steer the Rolls Royce today, ain’t feel like gettin’ rained out
Philippe’s on me today
I got a bitch, I ain’t trustin’ her mouth
I ’bout to kick shit sideways right now
‘Bout to say something right now
I got a pill in my stomach right now
I got a lotta new money right now
Blue face, hunnid by the low
Inside out, white nose
Hol’ up, baby girl, move
Everybody cut my bros
Put my dick in her nose
They might pass that hoe to my bros
I got 20-dollar bills, we cold
Got five, put it right up in her nose, yeah
I know she about the green hoe, yeah
Got Jeffery workin’ on these hoes, yeah
Eenie, miney, mo, which one I’m ’bout to floss
Eenie, miney, mo, which one don’t got draws
I’ma pinky roll, pass her to the dawg
Scottie pimp these hoes, show ’em Michael Jordan
All my diamonds bought without the clout
I put it up as if it was a drought
New York niggas call me without a doubt
I’ma ride for ’em like we at the house, uh
Ain’t got a beat in my trunk, yeah
Like factories, I gon’ ride these cars, yeah
Ride a Maybach like a hump, yeah
Backseat turn to a bunk, yeah
I take a trip to ya chain gang, I wanna go to ya compound
Love for every rich nigga except Donald Trump, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should buy some Vans
Money long as a caddy, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should invest in vans
I don’t do no dabbin’ fresher than some ranch

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

Tee Grizzley – Tee Grizzley x Offset x London Lyrics

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track

[Hook: Tee Grizzley]
Them niggas driving slow, jump in a new lane (get over bro)
This a Bentayga not a Mulsane (the Bentley)
No rachet bitches, [??], this my new gang (don’t talk)
Blew a nigga life savings on this coupe, damn
Get her back to the crib, she gon’ open up (she open)
That bitch told you she don’t smoke, she right here rolling up (we [??])
She suck me off before we left, she ain’t hold me up (no cap)
Since I already came, you can’t go with us

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset!
Smoking up [??], lungs open up
Jumping in that pussy like it’s double dutch (ugh)
Drop a trace of [??] in my double cup (double cup)
Hit it with the fork, I beat it upper cut
[??] burn up on they knees (woo)
Frost up in my AP, double it up with Patek Phillipe (Phillipe)
Murder while he sleep like Freddy Kruger, Elm Street (arrgh)
Hundreds like I’m neat (neat)
Fuck ’em by the three (three)
Pockets on Monique (Monique)
We got stripes like referees (stripes)
Shawty so petitie but suck the dick just like a leech (woo)
Moonwalk on the bitch like Billie Jean, she [??] my feet (woo)
My drip is [??] hundreds what I seek
Perfect physique, I tape a brick off to your cheek (brick)
Trapping out the bando, we got blow just like a leaf (blow)
Chopper get to eating, biting, we gon’ have a feast (argh)
Golden ticket, [??] speak unless it’s brief

[Hook: Tee Grizzley]
Them niggas driving slow, jump in a new lane (get over bro)
This a Bentayga not a Mulsane (the Bentley)
No rachet bitches, [??], this my new gang (don’t talk)
Blew a nigga life savings on this coupe, damn
Get her back to the crib, she gon’ open up (she open)
That bitch told you she don’t smoke, she right here rolling up (we [??])
She suck me off before we left, she ain’t hold me up (no cap)
Since I already came, you can’t go with us

Drake – March 14 Lyrics

[Intro]
Here we go
Yeah

[Verse]
Yesterday morning was crazy
I had to come to terms with the fact that it’s not a maybe
That shit is in stone, sealed and signed
She not my lover like Billie Jean, but the kid is mine
Sandi used to tell me all it takes is one time
And all it took was one time
Shit, we only met two times, two times
And both times were nothin’ like the new times
Now it’s rough times, I’m out here on front lines
Just tryin’ to make sure that I see him sometimes
It’s breakin’ my spirit
Single father, I hate when I hear it
I used to challenge my parents on every album
Now I’m embarrassed to tell ’em I ended up as a co-parent
Always promised the family unit
I wanted it to be different because I’ve been through it
But this is the harsh truth now
Fairy tales are saved for the bedtime stories I tell you now
I don’t want you worry about whose house you live at
Or who loves you more or who’s not there
Who did what to who ‘fore you got here
Now, look, I’m too proud
To let that come between me and you now
Realize I gotta think for two now
I gotta make it, I better make it
I promise if I’m not dead then I’m dedicated
This the first positive DNA we ever celebrated
I can’t forget the looks on they faces
Got the news in Miami that now we all now got ones that we raisin’
Tell Gelo bring some, uh, Rosé and Baccarat out
For our cheers to the next generation
But this Champagne toast is short-lived
I got an empty crib in my empty crib
I only met you one time, introduced you to Saint Nick
I think he musta brought you like twenty gifts
Your mother say you growin’ so fast that they don’t even really fit
But man, you know
I still had to get it for my boy though, you know
You haven’t met your grandfather yet, that nigga a trip
He probably coulda did stand-up
Yeah, but at the same time he’s a stand up
And that’s how you gon’ be when it’s time to man up
October baby for irony sake, of course
I got this 11 tatted for somebody, now it’s yours
And believe me, I can’t wait to get a hundred more
Sorry I’m ventin’, tryna cover ground
They said that in two weeks you’re supposed to come in town
Hopefully by the time you hear this
Me and your mother will have come around
Instead of always cuttin’ each other down

[Bridge]
God willin’, I got a good feelin’
You got a good spirit
We’ll talk more when you hear this
My G

[Outro]
No one to guide me, I’m all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man
No one to guide me, I’m all alone
No one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man
I’m all alone, no one to cry on
I need shelter from the rain
To ease the pain
I’m changing from boy to a man

Beyonce And Jay-Z – Heard About Us lyrics

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Already know you know about us
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you move around us

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Pull up, hop out, wreck
Got no time, but we got Patek’s
I come around, stepping on necks
My Chica got niggas upset, why?
Oh why these bitches so mad for
They don’t want Yoncé on their door
[?] still got to your four door, can’t forget what you asked for
We go, ooh, go to (?) Aruba in the middle of the winter (skrt, skrt)
Brand new sprinter, we laugh to the bank
But we ain’t no joke, yeah
You better act like you know, yeah

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Already know you know about us
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you move around us

[Post Chorus: Beyoncé & JAY-Z]
If you don’t know now you know nigga
He smoking with [?], D’USSÉ to the face (yeah)
If you don’t know know you know nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch stay in your lane
Talk that talk B

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Billie Jean in his prime, for the thousand time, the kid ain’t mine
Online they call me Dad, kiddingly
You’re not supposed to take this Dad thing literally
That’s too famous, we don’t even really do famous
I’m cool on that, chunk to two fingers
Everyday I’m getting sued famous
I show up to court without a suit famous
Your every move is on the news ain’t it
Shit has it’s perks too ain’t it
Shooting videos in the Louvre, ain’t it
It could be far worse for you, can’t it
Pain comes with penthouse views, ain’t it
Bitch know me, I been me since the cocaine
Bitch know B, she don’t even need a whole name

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
No need to ask you heard about us
(It’s Beyoncé nigga)
No need to ask you heard about us
(Oh my God)
Already know you know about us
No need to ask you heard about us
No need to ask you heard about us
Watch your mouth when you move around us

[Post Chorus: Beyoncé & JAY-Z]
And if you don’t know know you know nigga
He smoking with [?], Dusse to the face
And if you don’t know know you know nigga
Put hoes in their place, bitch stay in your lane
Yeah, we the ones that you heard about
Make big noise, big noise
We don’t need no voucher
Yeah, we the one’s y’all worried about
We good, we good, keep beside your [?]
If you don’t know know you know nigga
If you don’t know know you know nigga

PARTYNEXTDOOR – FWU lyrics

[Bridge:]
When we arguin’, it’s just me and me
I was hardly home, workin’ 3 to 3, seems like another time
Feels like another time, there will be another time
I’ll get to, forget you

[Verse:]
But, you just walked in
Once you get to talkin’, how I lost it
Hard to call it all my fault, mama
Tried to keep you out that drama, mama
Was it all bad? (Yeah)
I was laughin’ cause you met, ha
Tell me where he at now? (Where he at?)
Somewhere in the trap now
Wonder why he trap now

[Pre-Hook:]
You was a rich bitch, probably need a rich nigga too
And if you think about me, I’m ’bout to think about you
Me and you cheer for my Lamborghini flexin’
Workin’ in the East but you know we in the West End
Name another nigga hustle hard like me
With a heart like me
Just a young nigga with the time like me
You should shine like me
Run that nigga, you don’t want that nigga
But I need a bad bitch that’s hotter than me
You can hardly admit

[Hook:]
I’m still tryna fuck, with you
Girl I wanna fuck with you (with you)
Yeah yeah I’m tryna fuck you, girl, I’m tryna fuck with you
Tryna fuck you girl, I’m tryna fuck with you
I wanna fuck you girl, you know I fuck with you
I wanna fuck you girl, let me roll with you
Girl I wanna fuck with you

[Bridge:]

[Verse 2:]
Go ahead, go ahead, go and ask Billie Jean who’s the one?
Let the truth be told, I don’t believe you know what I want
Girl if it’s a plan you like, I know the bands you like
Know the strands you like, know the brands you like
What kind of man you like? Wanna expand your life

[Pre-Hook:] + [Hook:]

[Outro:]
So you fuckin’ with a real one
Now you fuckin’ with a real one
Somebody should have told you
I wanna fuck with you

blackbear – candayapple lyrics

(feat. Paul Wall & RiFF RAFF)

[Intro: blackbear]
Yeah
​beartrap sound

[Chorus: blackbear]
I’ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies, hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up, I’ma pour this drink up with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
What’s up, can I get an ice cup?
Soda screwed up, the right stuff
Purple rain, love, I like mud
Big mo, po’d up, no scrub
I’m the president of the drank club
Pharmacist’s line, want new plug
Dimepiece wanna rub my nut
Strapped with a rubber, no glove, no love
Take her to the bathtub, then undress
Pour codeine all over your chest
Let me confess, take you on a quest
On a life on the west and I come from Tex
Sippin’ on a cup to relieve stress
When you’re with me, it’s always the best
I make all the rest seem like a pest
But there’s only one Paul Wall I guess
Candy Apple Faygo
With a trade poll
Cost me about 4k pesos
​blackbear came through with a J-Lo
My day one, booty softer than Play-Doh
Lay low as I pour up slow
Stay true, I never fold
Game cold, that thing is swole
Don’t mind me, I’m getting thrown

[Chorus: blackbear]
I’ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies, hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up, I’ma pour this drink up with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up

[Verse 2: blackbear]
I’ma show up, show up
Hypnotic with the Henny paint marauder
Call me daddy, you would think that bitch my daughter
She my accessory, you know that I’ma flaunt her
That bitch so bad that you would think that she a Jenner
Tell these hoes that I ain’t really ’bout that drama
Got less money, got a count, it’s just the counter
Look at the tags, how many lay down per bag
When I’m feelin’ sad, I just start countin’ my cash
Pocket and grab

[Chorus: blackbear]
I’ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies, hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up, I’ma pour this drink up with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up

[Verse 3: RiFF RAFF]
I don’t know what they callin’ for
Sippin’ drank outside of Baltimore
Got me a house way out the Sugarland
Sippin’ codeine, I forgot my plans
Purple stains over my Robin pants
Hand full of Jack, got me feeling like Billie Jean
I pour the four in the promethazine
Pull up on the scene with a crease in my jeans
There’s a kid in matte back, MCM backpack
Sippin’ codeine, I forgot my plans
There’s a kid matte back, MCM backpack
Sippin’ codeine, I forgot my plans
Purple stains over my Robin pants
Hand full of Jack, got me feeling like Billie Jean
I pour the four in the promethazine
Pull up on the scene with a crease in my jeans

[Chorus: blackbear]
I’ma pour up, sip that Houston, Texas with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies, hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up, I’ma pour this drink up with some soda
Candy Apple Faygo paint Mercedes
Flex on all my exes like, “Hey ladies”
Hey girl, what’s up

[Outro: RiFF RAFF]
I don’t know what they callin’ for
Sippin’ drink outside of Baltimore
Got me a house way out the Sugarland
Sippin’ codeine, I forgot my plans
I don’t know what they callin’ for
Sippin’ drink outside of Baltimore
Got me a house way out the Sugarland
Sippin’ codeine, I forgot my plans

Now, Now – MJ lyrics

You see my baby sends your love around
Just to use it on another like a trick now
Only comes like a thief in the night
But you know that it’s not right

Now I know that it was foolish of me
To give away such a pivotal part of me
It’s only sad because it could’ve been easy
Yeah, it could’ve been easy

[Chorus]
I know I’m not the only one who listened to ya
Billie Jean, baby please, he’s a criminal
Maybe if I was young, unpredictable
He’s got her heart and I want it all back

I used to think that she could’ve been an angel
But you left all her demons on my front step
It’s creeping up on me like it never left
Like it never left

You know I lost my mind
About a thousand times
Because it could’ve been easy
You know it could’ve been easy

[Chorus]
I know I’m not the only one who listened to ya
Billie Jean, baby please, he’s a criminal
Maybe if I was young, unpredictable
He’s got her heart and I want it all back

You know I lost my mind
About a thousand times
Because it could’ve been easy
You know it could’ve been easy

[Chorus]
I know I’m not the only one who listened to ya
Billie Jean, baby please, he’s a criminal
Maybe if I was young, unpredictable
He’s got her heart and I want it all back

SoMo – Contraband Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Put you in action
This ain’t uh
For satisfaction, no, no, no
I am not a actor, oh no no
And you are not a actress
So don’t you go, pretend that you love me
Don’t pretend that you don’t want it all
I want it wholly
All I wanna, hold you down for love
I hold it holy
Hold ya down for life
I wanna hold you like a rolly
Round and round, we twist the sounds

[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta keep this thing between us, we can’t creep too loud
Said your mom named Billie Jean, well let her teach you how
If I pull up in my Jeep truck, I’m comin’ to beat shit down
I’m fiendin’ like a survivor
Spark in my heart like a lighter
Squeeze me, we could be tighter
Promise I won’t get tired, I’m wired for you

[Chours]
You’re a bad girl, but I like it
Came off time, but I swear you’re timeless
On fire, I like her
I like the way she walks, on fire
I like the way she talks
I like her
I like the way she walks, on fire

[Verse 2]
I like the rhythm of her boat
Damn, she’s so bold
She drippin’ with the flow and everybody knows
Walkin’ through the door, is it me you’re lookin’ for?
I bet I want you more, come and take a tour

[Pre-Chorus]
Gotta keep this thing between us, we can’t creep too loud
Said your mom named Billie Jean, well let her teach you how
If I pull up in my Jeep truck, I’m comin’ to beat shit down
I’m fiendin’ like a survivor
Spark in my heart like a lighter
Squeeze me we could be tighter
Promise I won’t get tired, I’m wired for you

[Chours]
You’re a bad girl, but I like it
Came off time, but I swear you’re timeless
On fire, I like her
I like the way she walks, on fire
I like the way she talks
I like her
I like the way she walks, on fire

[Verse 3??]
We used to dance
You held my hand
You would tell me all the time
Wave your flag, just surrender
And I would throw it on the line
Get you wet, spread your legs
Let your knees just drop the dime
Contraband, contraband
Baby, throw it on the line
This ain’t nothin’ I don’t know
This ain’t nothin’ I ain’t done before
I put soul in every stroke
Can you admit that you still needed me?
With my tongue all down your throat
Can I lick that place, love the the way you taste
Are you teaching me, or are you teasing me?

[Bridge]
Spark in my heart like a lighter
Squeeze me we could be tighter
Promise I won’t get tired, I’m wired for you
You’re a bad girl, but I like it
Came off time, but I swear you’re timeless

[Outro]
Say that you’re a rider
Girl, it ain’t a trial
Everybody knows it, now you gotta try it
Say you wanna start it
Say you want a fire
Say you wanna love me
Don’t you be a liar

Ethereal – Watch Me Do It (Mankind Album)

[Verse 1]
Off the top of cage, they like boy he ’bout to do it
Dressed like a black mage, better hope that I don’t use it
Fully loaded, fully load, Easy, Easy really really out here totting
Easy might shoot out in open, yeah
Losing my noodles, but I’m so focused
Mankind in the flesh
Do it for the people shooting at the steeple
Niggas think I’m sleep, but I ain’t really sleeping
I’m just waiting on the perfect time to freak it, yeah
My eyes stay so open, I can’t even sleep I just stay smoking
AR was in my closet it was nice I had wanted to go and just make deposits
‘Member 08’ riding, doing stupid shit , shooting out the coupe
Now I’m boys to men, but I still go put a skittle through his roof
Wash away all my sins, I ain’t really shit but you know I’m the truth
Easy pull up rip space time, smoke coming out the boot
Particle smasher swag, Mr.[?], open doors your arms can’t
Flexing at your own weight, nigga worry ’bout me
Huh ain’t that car late
SK with a blade on it, red coat tell ’em Easy coming
Niggas just can’t understand how a nigga like ain’t never ever ever fronting nigga

[Hook]
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it

[Verse 2]
Doing doughnuts on the stage
They like hat the fuck he doing
Smile on my face, but I’m about to fucking lose it
It’s Mr.Blacklegs got cha chick
Ask her where he bag is
I musta’ missed practice
I was too busy stretched out relaxing
Every time I hit the club
Strap on me like a stud
Pulled up real clean
[?] like Billie Jean
I been patient putting niggas cases in a year
Maybe they might even make it, but its too late, cause I’m not waiting
Man I’m hot, I’m blazing
Damn I think i’m on fire nigga
I’ma killer for hire nigga
I might retire nigga
You just a liar nigga
I’m just trying to get this money to make change like a cashier
You want that swag goddamn lil’ homie catch up that was last year
Gotta take a rain check
I was smoking on train wreck
Stretch that money like blank checks
All these haters out here stay vex
Cause young Easy getting pay checks
Money on the way, say less
Rapper step up, I say next
I ain’t do it if you wanna know
Watch young Easy steal the show

[Hook]
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it, watch me do it
Watch me do it

Speak up – Jay Critch lyrics

Lyrics Jay Critch – Speak up

Hey, yeah, hey.
He said he talking money
Speak up nigga, nobody heard ya.
She said I move too funny
Racks up, shawty I gotta curve you.
Remember running off a pack,
It’s in the hood what you need, Imma serve you
Broke b*tch get back if she ain’t talking chicken then I’m allergic, heyy
Imma pull up and I’m flexin on purpose.
Aye, Imma smoke this jat and get honey bourbon
Hey diamonds on me, shawty why you so nervous
Shawty I’m hot like the furnace
Imma go and get the wraith swervin
I need a cape, woke up see in all my dreams.
These niggas turn fake
F*ck niggas, ain’t on the team
They should have nothing to say
Niggas ain’t tryna get to the cheese.

Told them to get out my way
Do the most for the loot Imma feen. (x3)

You could get hit with the k
Shooters running down make a scene
You could get hit with the k
Shooters running down with the beam
She all in my face want the diamonds
She don’t really want me.
She calling me bae and I want the pus*y
But I really want green bruh
Keep talking this tough sh*t
But that nigga pus*y he don’t really want beef.
Really gettin’ tired of the subductions
Shut em up, throw em back in the v
Broke boy change the subject
Ain’t talkin’ money, you ain’t talkin’ to me.
She sucking seed like the rug
Rats told her pull up, told her get on her knees
Come here let me touch that.
Shawty bad tryna get in between these niggas
Suspect they too fake, had to roll up the weed.
Hatch a Buddha back right pour 4 in the lean
And I’m too clutch 3 seconds and they passing to me.
I’m like boo yah I just hit a lick for the piece.

Hey, you a loser
Diamonds on me dance Billie Jean
Big body take up 2 lanes,
I’mma do the dash like Usain
I don’t give a f*ck what you say
Imma get the cash, I’m too prayed.
Tryna get the cash, you too late
Diamonds they flash kool-aid,
All black jack dooms day.
Poured fendi in the bag whohey

Hey, yeah, hey.
He said he talking money
Speak up nigga, nobody heard ya.
She said I move too funny
Racks up, shawty I gotta curve you.
Remember running off a pack,
It’s in the hood what you need, Imma serve you
Broke b*tch get back if she ain’t talking chicken then I’m allergic, heyy
Imma pull up and I’m flexin on purpose.
Aye, Imma smoke this jat and get honey bourbon
Hey diamonds on me, shawty why you so nervous
Shawty I’m hot like the furnace
Imma go and get the wraith swervin
I need a cape, woke up see in all my dreams.
These niggas turn fake versuri-lyrics.info
F*ck niggas, ain’t on the team
They should have nothing to say
Niggas ain’t tryna get to the cheese.

Told them to get out my way
Do the most for the loot Imma feennn. (x3)
Jay Critch lyrics
Video up

Jacquees – B.E.D.

I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Ay, what it is what you wanna know?
I done ripped about a hundred shows
You’ll be coming back to me
Ay, you’ll be coming back to me
Always worried ’bout them other hoes
And you’ll be on me when the money flows
And they be looking out for Quees
And they be looking out for Quees
Bitch bad, no Kanye
When we do it, do it our way
2015 Wanya
I don’t give no damn ’bout what ya mom say
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
‘Bout to rain on a bitch (what)
I’ma rain on a bitch
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Baby girl, she the action
Don’t know why you actin
She on ready-set-go, she will never let go
Need it all, fuck a fraction
Know she think I’m Michael Jackson
Billie Jean, moon walk
I need the front and the back end
She in love with the fashion
But she in love with the flashin’
Bitch, this ain’t ya money
Bitch, I spend it on you ‘cause you know I have it
With my woes in the six
Ex hoes, yeah, they sick
I’ma rain on a bitch
Let me rain on a bitch
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B-E-D, grinding slowly
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit
Twenty one with no kids
I’ma rain on a bitch
‘Bout to rain on a bitch

Michael Jackson – Billie Jean

She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene
I said don’t mind, but what do you mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round
She said I am the one will dance on the floor in the round

She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who you love
And be careful of what you do ’cause the lie becomes the truth

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

For forty days and forty nights
The law was on her side
But who can stand when she’s in demand
Her schemes and plans
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round
So take my strong advice, just remember to always think twice
(Do think twice)

She told my baby we’d danced till three, then she looked at me
Then showed a photo my baby cried his eyes were like mine (oh, no!)
‘Cause we danced on the floor in the round, baby

People always told me be careful of what you do
And don’t go around breaking young girls’ hearts
She came and stood right by me
Then the smell of sweet perfume
This happened much too soon
She called me to her room

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son

Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
Billie Jean is not my lover
She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one
But the kid is not my son
She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son
She says I am the one

(Billie Jean is not my lover)

Billie Jean is

Not my lover

Billie Jean is not my lover (she is just a girl)

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Billie Jean is not my lover
Billie Jean is not my lover

Billie Jean is
Billie Jean is

Future – Incredible Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s a light day
Ain’t got on nothin’ but about $700 thousand worth
That’s it
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Verse 1]
I was havin’ trust issues
But I’ve been havin’ way better luck since you
I know it’s true love with you
Told myself I don’t wanna fall in love with you
Rollin’ on the eway speedin’
Friday, just started the weekend
XO textin’, you respondin’
We gon’ go crazy with this money
We do hot yoga, 92 degrees
Can you stretch it out? Stretch it out for me
I got somewhere to be, but it’s hard to leave
When you do it like you mean it, I’m proceedin’
Is you the one? Is you the one?
Then she looked me in my eyes
Told me, “Fuck them pussy niggas
They ain’t ridin’ ’cause I’m ridin’
And I’m dyin’ for you, baby”
Got me feelin’

[Chorus]
In-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible

[Verse 2]
We can do exactly what you like, baby
And it’s all on me
We can take Vicodin tonight, baby
It’s all on me
We been textin’ back and forth
Now it’s time to get it crackin’
Girl take it all out, ’cause I know you active
Did you come to talk or is you ’bout that action?
Diamonds on my neck, moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to keep my baby spoiled
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to shake these haters off
Put it off, fuck the cops
I just wanna show you off
I can see your flaws, she gon’ take me how I am
Hit it from the back, girl you know I’m goin’ ham
Fuck the pigs, girl you got me feelin’ like the man
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it take to keep my fuckin’ baby sprung
I’ma do whatever it takes to shake these fuckin’ bitches off
I’ma do whatever it takes and you gon’ be my personal
Dance, dance, girl you dancin’ like you strippin’ for this gold
Romance and we’ve all done been here before
But your passion, I hear it when you’re talkin’
We ain’t clashin’, you quiet when I’m talkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’em Billie Jean moonwalkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’emmmmm moonwalkin’
You get into everything exclusively, I’m honest
We don’t need nobody comin’ in between this money
These niggas already tryna invade the embassy
Good thing I changed and you got that remedy
The best thing about you, oh you’re that far from me
You a star to me

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

G Herbo – Another Day (feat. King Louie) (Welcome To Fazoland Album)

[Intro]
GANG!
Louie what’chu on bro?

[Verse 1: Lil Herb]
Another day, another body droppin’
If I go broke then I’mma rob somebody
A fragile body can’t survive a shotty
Pump a nigga, I’ll slump a nigga
And I been shot at by a bunch a niggas
But I’ll still never run from a nigga
Catch a nigga hollows flyin’ for dem niggas
50 hit every last one of niggas
Got some old heads that’ll slump a nigga
But you still can get killed by my younger niggas
My young niggas hungry, put ’em on a lick
And they’ll take every last thing from a nigga
I got hittas wit’ me rollin’ off a flat
Now it’s hittas in me, ridin’ wit’ this 30
I might high speed, so I think that I might go get me a Hemi
Lil bro gotta 30 now it’s me and 60
We ain’t goin’ in ’til them bitches empty
Mally tryna make his Glock go empty
Ridin’ on them oppers but they block so empty
Kobe make me wanna catch a body
Seeking for revenge, but that’s not forgiveness
My niggas ridin’ wit’ it, they on business
Shoot a brick a hunnid times, put that on Guiness
My hittas know they don’t condone the snitchin’
Fuck a trial, broski dome the witness!
Lookin’ for them niggas, why they keep sneak dissin’
See him in the field, up the nickel
Niggas act like they pretendin’
Bitch I’m in the field wit’ the steel
Niggas say they wanna kill me, act like they forgettin’
Lil bro keep a Glock wit’ 30 shots for any block
Wit’ red beams to help them pay attention

[Verse 2: King Louie]
Another day, another dollar for me
Wake up and get to the money
Money on me so that tool is on me
If I want him gone, I’ll put money on ’em
AKs wit’ them hunnids in ’em
Let ’em up, bring out the runner in ’em
Ion bop I do the money dance
Pack louder than an ambulance
I be goin’ dumb wit’ my big head friends
Them new hun duns make me feelin’ friends
I spend hella bands on my Robin jeans
Gotta get this green by any means
Cop killas in the magazines
From the block to the magazines
I’m Mike, yo bitch Billie Jean
Make her best friend lick her belly ring
My life like a Belly scene
Catch me flexin’ in that Pelle thing
Bitches want me like a wedding ring
No answer I just let it ring
No time to talk baby ‘tml’
And ion set up no voicemail
M.O.B. ’til I D-I-E
Wit’ a beam on tha heat, I could shoot a bee
Shoot a creep in the eye and tell ’em, "see"
I told yo dumbass not to fuck wit’ me
No love for a bitch I just fuck and leave
She just suckin’ dick, and she ugly
I’m sick of gettin’ bands I got counterflu
Killas a hit up a carnival
Get shot hella times like its lots of you
We DOA they can’t doctor you

Twisted Insane & Charlie Ray – Lose My Mind feat. Iso (The Gatekeeper And The Keymaster Album)

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
I blackout every time I overdose up off of liquor
I’m fucking up my liver but at least I got my spleen
No more drunk driving all up in the ditches on a mission
Try’na get it with the bitches on my team
I with you bitches deaf and they tell me never do it
But I do it every time you hoes do get up on my nerves
Spendin’ hours in the mirror on yo make up then you walkin’
Out I see you lookin’ like a walkin’ ratchet bird
I’m an Android, motherfuck an iPhone
All you bitches die slow, what I gotta lie fo’, nigga?
Blindfold, get up out the my chrome, what the fuck you
Rhyme fo’? Bet you that my chrome sicker
Bet you wish you would’ve stayed at home right now though huh?
I can tell ya bitch she wish she had a mouthful huhm?
Walked up in the room fee fi fo fum
Won’t you stick my testicle up in ya mouth and hummmm
But I’m all up in this game and takin’ shit like its a burglary
Where the fuck you livin’, ho, you bitches haven’t heard of me
I been doin’ shit since half you niggas was in elementary
I murder all ya favourite rappers in the first degree
Fuck this maggot-ass, ragged-ass, rag-a-rat
Catch him at a show and get to swingin’ like a battle axe (battle axe)
Run up on me rat-a-tat, (rat-a-tat)
Smoking so much cig’ I got some cataracts
Hey batter batter-bat, I would really rather that
We put down the weapon just so I can really beat you up
If I pull a burner I ‘mma heat you up
Take you out the oven, little butter then I eat you up
Take you and I bury you in grass (grass)
Maybe I ‘mma leave some for my pit (pit)
Told you we would get into that ass
You could back up but you wanna represent the sick, BRAIN!

[Hook: King ISO]
When I’m off that liquor and that hydro
I’m about to lose my mind
And make a nigga blackout I ‘mma lash out
On you niggas like all the time
When I’m off that liquor and that hydro
I’m about to flow so sick, flow so sick
Fuck whatever you was talkin’ bout’
Because it don’t mean shit (I be on it) [x2]

[Verse 2: Charles Xavier]
I blackout every time I overdose up off of hydro
You could find a nigga sleepin’ somewhere in a dream
See another murder that you read about, believe I got a
Mean amount to hurt ’em, everybody on my team
Finna clean ’em out, the money and the cars and the women
For the bars and the venom, shoes on when I’m in the house
Hard when I’m in a mouth, scarred when I’m in about
Card get pulled for the bullshit you been about
You wolfin’ but then I’m out stompin’, conscience
Absent constant, laughin’ then I count
Down to the bombs that blast, they cough
Collapse, get coffin last then I get about it
Like a nigga out-fit with skinny jeans
In the club, glow stick and a fifth of lean
This nigga thought he had a hit but he Billie Jean
See he never was shit, what I really mean?
Prolly ’cause I got a following like Halloween
Brainsick proper homi’, see the monopoly
Aces should be swallow-ing when I call the queen
Then I gotta holler-ing like badabing-
Boom in a proper deep tomb for the corpse
Of course they know how to shoot the shit for sport
Run up and catch a body quick and do it with the fork
Check it I ain’t leavin’ nothing you ain’t movin’ to the morgue
It’s straight to the walk-in
The walk-in freezer
That’s the maze that you lost in
When I come up off them bleachers
Haters doin’ everything to stick it to me
But I shake ’em off like seizures
I’m guessin’ they ain’t really get the picture fully
I’mma burn ’em all like fevers

[Hook: King ISO]
When I’m off that liquor and that hydro
I’m about to lose my mind
And make a nigga blackout I ‘mma lash out
On you niggas like all the time
When I’m off that liquor and that hydro
I’m about to flow so sick, flow so sick
Fuck whatever you was talkin’ bout’
Because it don’t mean shit (I be on it) [x2]

Dame D.O.L.L.A. – Loyal To The Soil (feat. Lil Wayne) (The Letter O Album) letras

[Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
That money stack tall but only partially my focus
So compassionate, struggle hard for me to cope with
Do a lot for others, not for credit or to soak in
But to have an impact on direction that they go in
Grounded by the roots, hooked to the soil
Recognize the rumble that we’re in, yeah it’s royal
Crabs in the barrel, wrapped up in foil
Kids grow up scars that are rubbed now with oil
And life done changed a bit but I can’t grow apart
For those in my position that don’t feel me, grow a heart
I grew up round love but we had a slower start
Hooping on the tree and fighting at the park
Luckily we had guidance, we was more blessed than others
We was the deepest family, nobody had more cousins
The street lights would flicker everybody running no huddle
Cause if you didn’t make it everybody got in trouble

[Hook: Dame D.O.L.LA.]
I won’t let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angels behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain’t get high and I ain’t sell dope
People ask "why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice the pie then you gotta have hope
Take the plan serious or watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uh, chin to the clouds, all 10 on solid ground
Sipping purple Whitney Houston, never touch the Bobby Brown
When it comes to the crown, I done dreadlocked it down
Rest in peace my daddy Rabbit, he in Heaven hopping ’round
I been outchea on the grind, I want mine on time
Keep it a hundred, not even 99.9
It’s Lil Tunechi the best rapper alive
I rep five, invite your girl to my suite at the Loews, she left high
Oh my in a double R, I’m re-ready to die
My pockets fat as Precious but what’s more precious than time
Cause life is too short, I got that from Too $hort
Couldn’t ball, I was too short
But rich, like I play two sports
Flag red like scarlet
Keep my head in my wallet
Leave the BS in the toilet
Leave the BS on the Charmin
With TF on my garments
I wear Trukfit like Ralph Lauren
And I’m loyal to my soil
Straight from hell, I mean New Orleans
Tunechi

[Hook: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I won’t let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angels behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain’t get high and I ain’t sell dope
People ask "why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice the pie then you gotta have hope
Take the plan serious or watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke

[Verse 3: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
They said you wanna make it so here’s the keys to survival
Get you a work ethic, go about it maniacal
Carry your family, all the great ones on that Mariah flow
Come to the neighborhood, show a kid to throw a spiral
All about your time, that’s the best thing to give
A message from the distance hardly ever stay in ear
Gotta keep a presence even with your relatives
Cause we all carry gifts like Santa and the deers
I come through with no security
I grew up in the slums ain’t no fear in me
Now the lames come and go and no forgetting me
They in love with the life and I don’t know Billie Jean
Look at my demeanor, see loyalty in my background
Love me cause I’m solid, not because I became a cash cow
Tryna make jobs for younglings, that’s on the ave now
That’s why I can’t have a barbecue and don’t have a pat down

[Hook: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
I won’t let that money define me
I let my struggles refine me
I know my angles behind me
Young, rich, and in the sticks tryna find peace
I ain’t get high and I ain’t sell dope
People ask "why?" I did it for my folks
Wanna slice the pie then you gotta have hope
Take the plan serious or watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke
Watch it go in smoke, watch it go in smoke