Gorillaz – Idaho lyrics

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[W.I.P.]

[Verse 1]
Caught in this salvation, it was straight into the bar
[…] had no plans this year, so we just […] it all
How we set about it is not easy to recall
Miller and Bruce Willis, they got early in the game

Playing it all for gods
Yesterday

[Chorus]
Idaho, Idaho
There’s the great, shining whole
And everyday I look out of the bus
The silver linings in the dust

[Verse 2]
Caught up in wetter country; the cooler of the year
[…..]
Ride on me with heavy winds when leaves are turning red
I will come to fetch you in the morning in your bed

Playing it all for gods
Yesterday

[Chorus]
Idaho, Idaho
There’s a beauty on the road
And everyday I look out of the bus
The silver linings in the dust

[Outro: Chorus x2]
Idaho, Idaho
There’s the great, shining whole
And everyday I look out of the bus
The silver lining’s getting lost
Idaho, Idaho
There’s a beauty on the road
And everyday, I look out of the bus
The silver lining’s getting lost…

Joe Gifted – Water (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane & Quavo)

[Intro: Gucci Mane, Quavo, & Joe Gifted]
Joe Gifted
Wizzop
Quavo
Brrr
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water

[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water
Stay down stay down
Come up, you come up
In that order
It’s been a long time, long grind
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Kid straight, fam straight
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I got a big bag, all blue bills, walkin’ ’round with cash
Fourteen seventy-nine, all the way the deal, studio had bags
I need a big stash, big stash, biggest stash, biggest stash
Now it’s all fun and games, rest my brothers in the coupe and don’t crash
Need a big scale, big bale, fishscale, all trap shit
Havin’ big drip, big spill, big spill, hope it don’t leak
Call me janitor, maintenance man, ’cause I got all the damn keys
You can take me to the block for real, ’cause I make that shit look easy
Packs in, ziplocs, got the streets in a gridlock
Got to shock the whole big pot, turn the stove to a wristwatch
Your bitch, in order, my neck, make water
Big hunchos, no quarters
Don’t drown in that water, need snorkels

[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water
Stay down stay down
Come up, you come up
In that order
It’s been a long time, long grind
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Kid straight, fam straight
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that

[Verse 2: Joe Gifted]
Fam straight, kid straight
Rent paid, got it on me, 10K
New look, temp fade
Bad bitch with me, yeah Kim K
Money calling, pick up or Jumpman, 23, MJ
Ain’t going back to jail, that’s a no, no no Mikembe

[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water
Stay down, stay down
Come up, you come up
In that order
It’s been a long time, long grind
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
I want a big bag, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Kid straight, fam straight
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Big old diamond necklaces, I’m handsome and reckless
I spend cash for the thrill of it, my young niggas move militant
That new V12, I ordered it, he started it, we slaughtered it
My left right wrist I watered it, my ears on that retarded shit
Guwop on that remix so you know they brought that bag out
I can’t wait to do the video and bring that glass out
Keisha ridin’ shotgun in my new drop, I feel like Ca$h Out
So much cash in her Birkin, that bitch a walkin’ stashhouse
Order whipped with cool water, just jumped a cool quarter
If she ain’t shaped like a Coke bottle, then I do not bother
Trap rap godfather, y’all need to try harder
Bruce Willis, die harder, got her on ice water

[Chorus: Joe Gifted]
These hoes thirsty, need water
Wrist game on water
Neck piece on water
Stay down, stay down
Come up, you come up
In that order
It’s been a long time, long grind
Time to shine, gotta get rich
Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches
Ain’t got time for y’all bullshit
I want a big bad, big bag, big house, big stash, a lot of cash
Kid straight, fam straight
I ran it up, you know I get a lot of that

Gucci Mane & Future – 100it racks Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Esco + Future]
Summer 16! Yeah!
Freebandz, OVO
DJ Esco
Talkin’ duffle talk, yeah

[Hook: Future + Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 1: Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
All y’all niggas don’t matter
I hit threes off balance
I switch hands like Allen
I’m just blessed, full of talent
For the whole 6 I’m wylin’
You think she your baby girl
She text us like Dallas
Oh shit, guess it don’t matter
Talk down on me, I’m flattered
Whole Freebandz on Xanax
Y’all can’t do no damage
Wrong cup, guess it don’t matter
This one tastes like candy
This one must be Hendrix’s
Fuck y’all boys, y’all finished
You’re dead
I don’t talk to hoes about business
Diamond in my tooth from the dentist
Put a nigga name in the Guinness
Remember when my phone was on minutes
I ain’t dead yet like I’m Bruce Willis
I ain’t really worried ’bout an image
Y’all still treat it like a scrimmage

[Hook: Future + Drake]
And I, I got a…
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah! Why not? Okay, okay, okay
Truuu! 2 Chainz!
Hundred thousand bustin’ out the wrapper
Count it up ’til I get a callous
I don’t really talk to y’all rappers
Put codeine in a Snapple
Put codeine on a salad
Guess I’m on a codeine diet
Put another hundred in the rifle
Everybody better be quiet
Everybody put your hands higher
Then I chop the top like, “Hiyah”
All of my 16s fire
All of my bitches buyers
They buyin’ extra clothes, I mean
They bisexual, I mean
Versace sectional, I mean
Roll up the Texaco, I mean
This is the crazy flow
I got a straightjacket in the booth
I smoke a joint durin’ an interview
Got the Rolex playin’ peek-a-boo
All of you niggas that took the swag
I’ma have to get residuals
I’m a different individual
Got my hand on my genitals

[Hook: Future + Drake]
I got a…
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper

[Verse 3: Future]
We ain’t gotta use no scale
It’s all there, you ain’t gotta count it
Crocodile Hermes bag
Stuffed all down my pockets
Hundred racks sittin’ in the plastic
I ain’t even gon’ fuckin’ touch it
You can go ask L.A
I don’t go to work on budgets
You can go check these stones
Everything on me flooded
And I gotta work three phones
Name another nigga gettin’ cloned
Put a hoe nigga on a shirt
Got a new bank account alert
Whole Freebandz on mud
Taliban gang on percs
I ain’t gonna take no shorts
Turn my dog to a boss
We ain’t gon’ take no losses
Know you tryna steal that sauce
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I done ran up me a bag
We got a tour this summer
I’m ’bout to run up a bag
Hundred thousand dollars for a walkthrough
I’ma need mine in cash
Got a whole city on my back
I ain’t ’bout to go outside
Whole Freebandz on coke

[Hook: Future + Drake]
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
And I, I got a…
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper
Got a hunnit racks bustin’ out the wrapper