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Chloe X Halle – Tipsy Lyrics

June 13, 2020 by

I’ve been crucified, darling
Ghost hunt me like New Orleans
I’ve been charged with murder
‘Cause someone wanna push me further
I’ll hit you where it hurts, yeah
If you don’t put me first, yeah
And I don’t give no apologies
If you lose a life that’s not on me, yeah

Better babe, you better treat me better
Better than those other guys who change up like the weather, yeah
It is such a shame that they went missing, they can’t find ’em now
Oh, I wonder how, I accidentally put them in the ground, yeah

I might be a little tipsy on your love
Makes me a little crazy but so what
You’re strumming on my heart strings, don’t be dumb
If you love your little life then don’t f*ck up

I’ll take you to the afterlife, boy if you ain’t acting right
Key your car and crash the light, hit your head I’m not polite

Then I’ll hunt down your family, let ’em know bout the tragedy
Who do it? A mystery, but you know that it, it was me, yeah

I might a be little tipsy on your love
Makes me a little crazy but so what
You’re strumming on my heart strings, don’t be dumb
If you love your little life then don’t f*ck up

Don’t you mess up, don’t you mess up, baby no
Don’t be dumb boy, in your ear like a radio
All my bad girls, shake a little ass if you’re crazy
Yeah, we just having fun

I might a be little tipsy on your love
If you love your little life then don’t f*ck up

Kid Ink – Do Me Wrong Lyrics

December 14, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
What you do me
What you do me

[Chorus]
Whatever you do, bitch don’t do me wrong
Got me second guessing, seen the message on your phone
Whatever you do, pls don’t do me wrong
Swear I lose my mind if I ever catch you home
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong

[Verse 1]
Just don’t do me wrong
‘Cause I may start a fight, little shit outside the home yeah
Gucci long yeah, go right up to the saloon yeah
Don’t you say I’m acting like a child bitch I’m gone yeah
They just got my mind twisted, got this blunt twisted
Took a sip out of the [?]
I been sitting catching feelings been a minute since you hit me on the jet
If you tell me that I’m really trippin’ I’mma fall back
No you ain’t a bird, I ain’t got bad taste
But I know we wasn’t in the best space
Ain’t go throw you from the curse to my [?]
I can’t let you run away and leave me last place

[Chorus]
Whatever you do, bitch don’t do me wrong
Got me second guessing, seen the message on the phone
Whatever you do, pls don’t do me wrong
Swear I lose my mind if I ever catch you home
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong

[Verse 2]
Wait just what you want, [laid her I’mma undress ?]
[?] when I still wear that, godbless
Do you got a man that’s the number one question
Nah I might just have to step right in the [?]
Hold up, wait, ’cause you wildin’
Touch my number one and you get 99 problems
Flight late and we ain’t comin’ from New Orleans
No I got the key unlock, I’m never drown
No more fishing for them hoes ’cause they piranhas
She too close I tell her bluntly, get two rolling like Big Thomas
Baby girl this a reminder, who I was before you knew me
Don’t let me find out, what you do me

[Outro]
Do me wrong
Do me wrong
[?]
Just don’t do me wrong
Hit me back

blackbear – cocaine carolina (cover) Lyrics

December 3, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

Daniel Caesar – Who Hurt You? Lyrics

October 16, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can’t help but to touch
Smack it ’round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I’m not doing too much

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar & T-Pain]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back
Oh-no-no-no-no-oh

[Verse 2]
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back

Quavo – BIG BRO lyrics

October 12, 2018 by Azlyrics

Dun Deal on the track

Is you with me or against me? (With me or against me?)
I’m a OG now so you need me (OG, I’m a OG)
Think you poppin’ Xanax bars, but it’s Fentanyl
(No-no bars, it’s Fentanyl)
Think you’re living life like rockstars but you’re dead now (Yeah)
Let me put you under my wing
I can teach you one thing (Let me put you under my wing)
Let me put you under my wing
I can show you it ain’t all about a chain (Ayy, ayy)

I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah)

Show you how to get a ring on that championship team
When you get a ring, it’s a championship
Teach ’em how to get them P’s on the back of RV’s
When you get ‘cross seas, it’s a championship
Clappin’ on things like I’m in New Orleans
When I hit ’em hard I be striking them
Calling all gangs ’cause I’m right with them
You too young to be hanging out all night with them

Brrrrrrr (Ahh)
Tsh, it’s a young nigga calling my phone (Ahh)
What’s happening?
Hey big bro, them niggas just got me for my chain (Ahh)
What?
Them niggas just set me up big brother
They just got me for my chain (Ahh)
Aw man (Ahh)
Damn (Ahh)
Ay, ay, calm down, calm down, we gon’ get it back (Ahh)
Just pull up on me, tell me what happened (Ahh)

Big bro ridin’ with the tool tight (Big bro)
Big bro straight, he live the coot life (Big bro)
Been through the struggle played the rules right (Big bro)
Ain’t got nothing to prove, big bro got nine stripes (Big bro)
You out here tryna live your broke life (You, you, ayy)
You out here tryna live that GOAT life (You, you, ayy)
You gonna fuck around, take your life (You, you)
Instagram and guns just don’t go right (No, no, ayy)

Lil Wayne – Don’t Cry Lyrics

September 29, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
C5

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Don’t cry, don’t go
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Woah!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Staring into the clouds
Am I rising or they comin’ down?
I see death around the corner
And the U-turn sign’s lookin’ like a smile
What do I do now? Who gon’ find me, how?
Nowhere to turn but around and round
Just another nigga that done lost his head
No, a fucking king that forgot his crown
I am not number one, it’s true
I’m number 9-27-82
Color blind, even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain’t my favorite food
But I’m hungry, so hungry
Need my family tree next to a money tree
With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden
With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me
I sip from the fountain of youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: “Don’t cry, stay tuned”
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry, don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry, don’t cry)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Talent is God-given, be grateful
Fame is not a given, be humble
And conceit is self-driven, drive carefully
Stay in your own lane, seat buckled
And sometimes when there is no music
We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum
That woman carried the future
And Tunechi was born like “dun-dun-dun-dun-dun”
Don’t call it a comeback
It was dark, now the sun back
Hit me hard, but I punched back
The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap
Is it suicide or it’s do or die
It’s newer days and it’s bluer skies
I told myself, “It’s just you and I”
Then the breeze came and it blew my mind
Lord knows who I’m there for
I give my last breath to effort
Mama tell me to be careful
Voice in my head give me an earful
But I got mind control over my control
I lost control but knew I’d find control
I let God control what I cannot control
Can’t control the tears, let them drop and roll

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you
(Triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife, rest in paradise)
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry, stay tuned
And triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise

Lloyd – Caramel Lyrics

July 8, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 1]
She like five-five
Group up on the East Side
She a college girl but she like the hood type
She the only jug, I need to get my mind right
I don’t got to ask, she said that it’s all mine
Had a boyfriend when I met her
But he a lame so you know I had to get her
Had to let go of my old things for her
But I don’t mind
Cause she bad, yeah she hella fine

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 2]
She drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin
Like a leaky faucet
Now she got me trippin, how she grip
Damn it I done lost it
No more yola whippin, soda sippin, pimpin, trickin, flossin
Only mission is to find the right position for her body
Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan
How she compliment my body
Jason Witten, tunnel vision
She gon catch it, feel it, toss it
Met in ATL and I brought her to New Orleans
We go together well like we caramel and chocolate

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

Sig Roy – Idk lyrics

May 28, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Girl, you look so gorgeous, flew in from New Orleans
Talkin’ ’bout your ex man, you try to ignore him
Now you in my city, come and kick it with me
Spendin’ all this time girl will have you feelin’ iffy
Drinkin’ and you tweakin’, hopin’ you don’t see him
Lacin’ up your boots while you creep into the weekend (you try to ignore)
Now you hit my iPhone tellin’ me your mind’s gone
Say you wanna start it, now you tryin’ to come to my home
You say you want me, I know (I want you I know)
I want you for sure (I want you for sure)
But since I been drinking, girl, I just don’t know (I just don’t know)
My ex, she be callin’ and blowin’ my phone (blowin’ my phone)
Thoughts, they been racin’ me to be alone
Oh, yeah

[Bridge]
Angel on my shoulder with the devil dissin’ (devil dissin’)
I wish you were easy to make a decision (a decision)
City ain’t be the same things have been so different (been so different)
And I feel so ashamed

[Chorus]
‘Cause my old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
New girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
My old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
My new girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I’m faded, I don’t know

[Verse 2]
Oh, that was my rider, always ride beside her
Never out of style ’cause she rockin’ all designer
But she look so pretty and she from my city
With me all the time till she turn around and diss me
Told me that she leaving, left me for no reason
Tell me that you love me, know that you don’t mean it
Now you got me drinkin’, liquor got me thinkin’
Put you in my past, girl, hopin’ that it sinks in
Look at all the [?], I don’t need to diss you (need to diss you)
My life just had enough, girl, you ain’t an issue (you ain’t an issue)
But every time I’m drunk you text me, “I miss you” (me, “I miss you)
Now I’m back to square one thinkin’ way too wishful (thinkin’ way too wishful)

[Hook]
‘Cause my old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
New girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded I don’t know
My old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
My new girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded I don’t know
I’m faded I don’t know

[Hook]
‘Cause my old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
New girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
My old girl hit my line and she blowin’ up my phone
My new girl wanna slide and she askin’ if I’m home
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I really can’t decide when I’m faded, I don’t know
I’m faded, I don’t know

Edwin Birdsong – Phiss-Phizz lyrics

May 27, 2018 by Azlyrics

Fizz, fizz, fizz, fizz, fizz
She thinks she’s shaking her thing
Fizz, fizz, fizz, fizz
Fizz, fizz, fizz, fizz, fizz

Fizz, fizz
Fizz, fizz
Fizz, fizz
Fizz
She makes me fizz, fizz
Fizz
Fizz, fizz
Fizz, fizz

She knows that she is
Is an international star
All over the world, you can find that girl
Dancin’ in the disco

Tropicana banana
Que bonita señorita
In Germany, wie gehts, Fräulein
Dancin’ in the disco

In gay Paris
Where the girls are sweet
Or in New Orleans
A Mardi Gras

All over the world
You’re gonna find that pretty girl
With a bottle shape

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
She’s tight
She knows that she’s a star

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
On an international level
She’s just right

I wonder if the group can help me say it
Tight in the waist, fat in the chest
Fizz, fizz
She’s the best
Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
I love her best

Fat in the thighs, skinny legs
Fizz, fizz
Apple of my eye
The apple of my eye, apple of my eye

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
She’s tight
The international star

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
She’s just right
No matter where you are
She’s gonna find that girl

Tight in the waist, fat in the chest
Fizz, fizz
She’s the best
She may be ugly

Fat in the thigh, skinny legs
Fizz, fizz
Apple of my eye

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
She’s tight

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips
Fizz, fizz
She’s just right

Tight in the waist, fat in the chest
Fizz, fizz
She’s the best

Fat in the thigh, skinny legs
Fizz, fizz
Apple of my eye

Tight in the waist, fat in the hips

G-Eazy – Eazy lyrics

May 24, 2018 by Azlyrics

(feat. Son Lux)

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah)
Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Verse 1]
Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant
You’re trying to find your place, and figure out where you fit
You’re finna start rappin’ with a kid you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you’re going through it
See, you’re going to have to prove that you ain’t soft and you’re not stupid
And you gon’ have to scrap with some kids that you ain’t cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be the man, but it’s gon’ take some time to prove it
You’ll fall in love, but she’s gon’ break your heart and put you through it
Fuck falling for that bullshit, you gon’ fall in love with music
You’re finna get arrested, almost fuck around and lose it
Spend days in juvy standing at the window, looking through it
Nothing in life is promised, not even free-time is
So, only chase dreams, and only chase commas
Won’t happen on its own, trust, trust, we’ve been through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I mean, I was fucking up
I was seventeen, I was eighteen, just doing dumb shit
My moms made me move to New Orleans and shit, I went to school down there on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost

[Verse 2]
Dear Gerald, 21, you think you’ve got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
‘Til they passed on you, they ain’t see what they was missing out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection’s only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all you’re living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke, you was doing bad
Then “These Things Happened”, you finally seen a bag
You drove down the highway, a fork in the road
A normal life with her, or going for broke?
I seen an open lane and I drove straight through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I literally sold all my shit
I moved out of my place in New Orleans
I was bouncing around, living out of a suitcase
Crashing on friends’ couches
Living at air B&Bs and hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It’s Dark Out
If I could take it there, that’d be great

[Verse 3]
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had ‘em
But now you’re 27 and it’s time to be a legend
Back when it all started, grinding hard on that promo tour
Tired from the night before and the night before and the night before
Fuck it, tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don’t complain, this is what you signed up for
You’re working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something different from you, tell them all patience
But, this one’s on you, the lonely quest of greatness
Been trying to be famous, been trying to be A-list
When you arrive, it will appear as if there’s nothing to it
But, you planted the seeds and you grew it
There’s people taking credit for success that they had nothing to do with

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
So now you’re here
What you gon’ do with it?
You know?

[Verse 4]
Make no mistake, listen it’s the life that I was chosen for
All I prayed for was an open door
I’ve been rich, I’ve been broke before
I’ve seen the floor
You try to put me in a box, I’ll box out like Okafor
And fuck being indecisive now I’m so for sure
And fuck Trump, it’s like “What the fuck we voted for?”
And most of y’all should probably party less and focus more
And if that line resonates, you’re probably who I wrote it for
Where will I go from here? “IDK”
They want me to architect Rome, in a day
Juice knew I was greatness when he looked at me
Right away, I’ve made platinum records that’ll never see the light of day
This is what the whole world’s been waiting for
The crowd’s jumping, going dumb till they break the floor
Come take a walk inside my mind, come and take a tour
I’m really not playing, what the fuck you take me for?

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy
Easy
Easy

Lil Baby – Transporter lyrics

May 17, 2018 by Azlyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
DJ Durel!

[Hook: Offset]
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy

[Verse 1: Offset]
[?] having bass like a [?]
Throwing up the north that’s the hizzood
Pinky on froze that’s the blizzard
Pouring up a five that’s the sizzurp
Fuck her on the thot get rid of her
Yank on the dick that’s the
Freakazoid this a ice pup
Bentley been taken red guts
Throw that bitch away cause she a mutt
Fool hold a chopper on the clutch
I hold a couple mill you holding nuts
I’m on that Adderall the Chris Tucker rush
I need the Patek cause my dripping like the flood
Got a stash for the fire under the clutch
Niggas mad that I’m rich they got a grudge
Cool Maserati on my pinky
They think I’m ‘luminati I’m a [?]
Smoking nothing but Scotty got it reeking
Water on my neck to sink Lincoln
Feed the bitch meat kept vegan
I ain’t throwing something throwing [?]
I’ma fuck a thot without greeting it
Bye bye it was nice to meet the bitch

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I done made the Forbes list last year
Made a mill I’m a dog like Shaggy
Blew up fast out the trenches
Call me 21 Savage
Diamond hitting hard move back they’ll jab you
Trapping overseas got too big for the Saks Fifth
Green Lamborghini on the way it’s the fast one
Got the bitch from Offset, Takeoff then I passed her
I believe in Jesus fear of God on my jacket
Catch them down bad we gon’ smash we gon’ [?] ’em
He give me the cash then I’m going out the back door
Word is I’m the one that’s still trapping out the bando
Flew this bitch in from LA for a day then I nut on her face, now she gone by the way
Ain’t got too much to say don’t do pillow talking
Got some killers with me, they came from Milwaukee
And my neck on the flood like I’m from New Orleans
Drop the dope in the pot hope it take to water
Praying hoping Jose make it from the border
I’m your son-in-law, [?] and fucked your daughter
I’m the head of my army got my troops in order
Got a million put up if I need a lawyer
Louis man-bag and it hold a quarter
Nigga get the fuck back ain’t got nothing for you

Henry Metal – Epic lyrics

May 16, 2018 by Azlyrics

Congratulations, for you have found
A very, very, very, very epic song
And it is my hope, by the end, you’ll sing along
Let us go…

Dinosaurs and spaceships, and cool movie scenes
Breaking all the rules, having cool fucking dreams
Getting wasted with your buddies and running from the cops
Dine and dash at the diner, stealin’ merchandise from the shops
Smoking heroine in the ally, well maybe don’t do that
Having sex with a hot 17 year old, you’d better wear a hat
Dropping acid on a car trip down to New Orleans
Doin’ what you want within reason, that’s what epic means

Don’t you worry, there will be little doubt
If it’s epic
Won’t take long, won’t take long now to find out
If it’s epic

Sitting like a Buddha on a spinning ball of dirt
Beating off to internet porno til your wrist begins to hurt
Watching a beautiful sunset on a sandy west coast beach
Saying crazy bullshit at your best friend’s wedding speach
Walking into a casino, putting all your chips on black
Convincing human resources that you never smoked no crack
Winning hot dog eating contests by having intestines removed
Telling awesome, epic stories, even if that shit’s not true

Don’t you worry, there will be little doubt
If it’s epic
Won’t be long, won’t be long now to find out
If it’s epic
Don’t you worry, there will be little doubt
If it’s epic
Won’t be long, won’t be long now to find out
Prepare for the epic…

You should try everything once
Well maybe not everything…

If it makes you want to stand up and shout
Then it’s epic
If it doesn’t make you want to pout
It might be epic
Don’t you worry, there will be little doubt
When it’s epic
Won’t be long, won’t be long now to find out
If it’s epic

Leon Bridges – Twistin’ And Groovin’ lyrics

May 7, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
I got a call from my baby, said she fed up with me
Said she’s found another lover in another city
Said she’s doing fine in New Orleans

[Verse 2]
Now she got me pacing, huh, wondering where’d I go wrong
Got me going in circles like the merry-go-round
Gonna take the west train to Louisiana in the morning

[Verse 3]
Sweet little girl from the ninth ward of New Orleans
The way she dancing, you could see her from Tennessee
Up under that red dress are legs long as the bayou trees
She got a golden smile, I know she’s the one for me in the room

[Chorus]
She’s a-twistin’ and a-groovin’, shakin’ and a-movin’
She don’t know what she doin’ to me, I
Love the way that you dance, and honey, I’ve got a question:
Baby, would you be my queen?
All right now

[Verse 4]
Her name was Eartha was her name, I could never forget
Just like the way she dipped on the bronze-tiled floor
Honey was movin’ with ease, each and every step
So good that baby had my eyes at her glow
No shiny jewelry, still the brightest thing illuminatin’ the room

[Chorus]
That girl is twistin’ and a-groovin’, shakin’ and a-movin’
She don’t know what she doin’ to me, I
Love the way that you dance, and honey, I’ve got a question:
Baby, would you be my queen?

[Bridge]
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, that baby got a golden smile, I know she’s the one for me in that room

[Chorus]
That girl is a-twistin’ and a-groovin’, shakin’ and a-movin’
She don’t know what she doin’ to me, I
Love the way that you dance, and honey, I’ve got a question:
Baby, would you be my queen?

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
Ooh, ooh, baby
Mmm, that baby got a golden smile, I know she’s the one for me in that room

Leon Bridges – Lisa Sawyer lyrics

May 7, 2018 by Azlyrics

Ooh oh, Oooohoo oh, Oohoo ooh, Oohooho

She was born in New Orleans
New Orleans, Louisiana
Branded with the name Lisa Sawyer
Circa 1963

Grandmother was Indian
Indian
Her mother’s name was Eartha
Swift as the wind
Fierce as fire
Her father’s name was Victor
Worked two jobs to provide for his flock

She was the youngest of seven
Seven
She grew up on Louisa Street
Chaos around but inside cozy
Small but a mansion in her eyes
Eyes, eyes, mansion

Never had much money
Money
But was filthy rich
With the wealth you couldn’t get from a dark casino
Or a lottery ticket
They had love
Love, love
Rich in love

She had the complexion of
The complexion of a sweet praline
Hair long as the sea
Heart warm like Louisiana sun
Voice like a symphony
Of the most beautiful instruments, Ooh
Beautiful

At the age of sixteen
Sixteen
She found Christ at an altar
All along he was calling her name
The gospel spoken from an old wrinkly man
Man, man
Gospel

She was born in New Orleans
She was born in New Orleans
She was born in New Orleans
New Orleans

Leon Bridges – Mississippi Kisses lyrics

May 7, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey, little girl
You know you stole my heart back there
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
Hey, little girl
You know you stole my heart back there
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
You, oh you
Came out here to see the big easy
But you’re going home tomorrow

[Chorus]
Pigtail sweet and with the southern charm yellow bow
Stole my heart
Hey, little girl
You know you stole my heart back there
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans

[Bridge]
I may never see you again
But I will remember your love forever

[Outro]
I’ll never forget you, my babe
Oh darlin’, sweet honey
I’ll never forget you, my babe
Oh darlin’, sweet honey
Hey, little girl
You know you stole my heart back there
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans
I had your Mississippi kisses down at New Orleans

Childish Gambino – No Small Talk (feat. Kari Faux) lyrics

May 6, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama]
As time goes on (Hello?, hello?)
Your talk keeps getting smaller (Hello?, hello?)
As Childish lives in his short shorts,
He’s got no time for your short money!

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
Two gold chains and I still don’t never wear ’em
Why would I wear ’em? Cheese like a camera
Spendin’ money son a bitch nigga like Sanford
I’m lookin’ in the mirror, I’m like ‘Damn, I’m so handsome’
If it ain’t ’bout that money, why a young god answer?
Ghost on my wrist (wrist), got me so Casper
Flow so cold, watch them haters get asthma
And every time we fuckin’, man she think that’s the last one

[Hook: Kari Faux (8x)]
Bitch I’m takin’ calls, no small talk

[Verse 2: Kari Faux]
Three cellphones and I still don’t ever call ’em
Why would I call ’em? Bitch you know I’m ballin’
Spendin’ money, make it bounce back like Spalding (Swish)
Got a new nigga and he say he from New Orleans
And he ain’t talkin’ money nigga, why the fuck you talkin’
All my bitches bossy, all my diamonds flossy
Rap game sriracha man you know I’m saucy
I got a white dude in Boston, he whip an Audi

[Hook: Kari Faux (4x)]
Bitch I’m takin’ calls, no small talk

[Verse 3: Childish Gambino]
Young Bino, we be mobbin’
You don’t see me, I’m on an island
These haters left us no choice
Leave the trap like so moist
Little rock like dope boys
Oh my God, I’m out of fucks
Colombian but she ain’t a plug
That’s racist
In ’96 I had K-swiss
You 96 with some fake bitch
And I 69’d with a bunch of dimes and that money talk my language
Head game so Cambridge
God damn, you dirty…
You were lettin’ me bust in it
But if they ask I plead the fifth

[Bridge: Kari Faux]
Ok this the part where I need ya’ll to make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Got a new nigga and he say he from New Orleans

[Hook: Kari Faux]

Cam’ron – Oh Girl (Oh Boy Remix) Lyrics

March 18, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro: Cam’ron]
Remix! Uh huh (oh baby)
Diplomats, holla
Cash Money, huh, nothin’

[Verse 1: Cam’ron (TQ)]
When Cam saw the (girl) look at her shoes (girl)
Look at her purse (girl) all I said was (oh girl)
Look mami I’m no good, I’m so hood
You know my potential
But for you I might change my whole schedule
We’ll go shoppin’, coppin’, sweat suit juicy
Jeans theory, I don’t sweat no hoochie
I want the (girl) so she gave me the (girl)
Now I’m screamin’ out (girl, girl, girl, girl)
Huh, holla…

[Verse 2: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey
See I mink my (girl) I thank for my (girl)
Than this yo (world) cause you the Bird (girl)
Mami I whip my (girl) spend chips with my (girl)
Hit the mall then girls spend chips with my cliques
See I platinum my (girl) satin sheets my (girl)
See I Gucci my (girl) chinchilla my (my girl)
Well it’s the Birdman (girl) see ya tomorrow night (girl)
Diplomat, Roc-A-Fella, too much money for ya, yeah

[Verse 3: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well pardon me (girl) but I’m tryin’ to slide (girl)
Get drunk and high (girl) and not just the minimal
Ma you dealin’ with some criminals
And we always wear heaters
Them wife beaters and icy white speakers
Plus, I like (girl) that only like (girl)
That don’t make ’em dike (girl) but that make ’em my (oh girl)
Ooh, I can’t believe what I said
You won’t believe what I said
Until I have to catch 3 in the bed, holla

[Verse 4: Birdman (TQ)]
I love the Miami (girl) them N-Y (girl)
Them L.A. (girl) and them New Orleans (oh girl)
See them Boston (girl) and them D type (girl)
A-T-L, pimp, let’s get money girl
I like them Benzes (girl) them Lexus (girl)
Cadillacs nice (girl) Smith & Wesson my (oh girl)
Big coupe for the (girl) Lexus dupe for the (girl)
Get a Benz with them bubble eye lens for my (girl)

[Verse 5: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa, Killa
What about them Chi-town (girl) and them Harlem World (girl)
And them H-Town (girl) and them Seattle (oh girl)
It’s the Birdman (girl) and the Byrd Gang (girl)
Be prepared for brain, then you can wear the chain (my girl)
A thousand grams you carryin’, B
This way I can see if you can carry a ki
I’m from the valet, carried the key to carry a V
Married a G, now you carryin’ me (don’t play yourself)
C’mon (girl) go on now (girl)
And so on, and so on, and so on now (oh girl)
Relax, relate, release just chief
And you’ll be at peace, that’s how I reached my (girl)

[Verse 6: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well let me talk to the (girl) cause if she walk about my way dogs
I got no choice but talk to the (oh girl)
For every (girl) in the ghetto that get some change
Cop a pair of stilettos and do they hair and look special (oh girl)
I’m in love with ya gangsta
But trust me girl, you gon’ be in love with this gangsta
So I’m lookin’ for the (girl)
So I can hook up with the (girl, girl, girl, girl)
And them brains have me screamin’ out “girl!”

[Verse 7: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey, hey
See I Louie my (girl) bought rims for my (girl)
Bought tires for my (girl) new lens for my (oh girl)
Cartiers for my (girl) then I braided my (girl)
6 drop-top coupe no kit on the
See I lifted my (girl) car chauffeur my (girl)
Two-seater my (girl) new Beamer my (oh girl)
And then I flip my (girl) then I dip my (girl)
Me and Cam hit the block in them (girl girl girl)

[Verse 8: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Fuck the talkin’, not too much that the Jones can say
But baby girl are you goin my way, listen (girl)
Let’s get missin’ (girl)
I’ma hit you with the keys and I’ll let you whip it
Not to be so cocky and rude
My chains are platinum, my rocks they are huge (oh girl)
So, let ya thong be showed and ya top you can lose
And come cruise in the drop with no shoes

[Verse 9: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa
What about boricua (girl) Dominicana (girl)
My black miss (girl) my Saks Fifth (oh girl)
My crack flip (girl) my wrap wrist (girl)
Don’t act shit, don’t take jack shit
My stylin V (girl) my island V (girl)
My seven jeans (girl) it’s a f’in’ mean world (oh girl)
But it’s the boy, that flip the (girl)
So after I flip the girls, get back at the boy, Killa (yeaaah)

[Outro: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Uh huh, it’s nothin’ man
Cash Money, Diplomats, TQ, Jim Jones (oh girl, oooh yeah)
Baby, Killa the Don… (yeaaah)
You know, you know hoe money is slow money but it’s sho’ money
Harlem, New Orleans
It’s nothin’ man, Santana, Freekey (oh girl, yeah, yeah)
Weezy I see’s you man, holla

[Outro: Birdman]
Roc-A-Fella, we get money pimp
You understand, Weezy Weezy baby
Holla at yo’ boy! You know?
Let’s get the chop cross the chips and get the bricks with them…
C’mon, let’s get money pimp
Wooo! T-Qeezy my baby!
You know? I’m lookin’ for a girl, you understand
That can break me off and give me somethin’ lovely, HOLLA!

Curren$y – Billy Ocean

March 9, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah, roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, motherfuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close, take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow, bumpin’ Snoop Dogg, blowin’ dolo
It’s like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close to the civilians, underground casinos
For the real ones, you would suffocate in the buildin’
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they, I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate, not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear the Interstate up where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rollin’ weed from the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Livin’ out what I say on these albums and tapes

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah, act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know, that original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, I’ma show off
Sucka bring his hoe, he got his hoe tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
Highed up as I float on, they gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard, shit

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no hoe shit, nope, I’m not for it
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion, never will I get into no ho shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean
Yeah, yeah, yeah, not for it

Curren$y – Billy Ocean Lyrics

February 25, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
Yeah
Yeah

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close
Take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow bumping Snoop Dogg
Blowing dolo
Its like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close
To the civilians
Underground casinos for the real ones
You would suffocate in the building
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they
I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate
Not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear up the interstate where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rolling weed out the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Living out what I say
On these albums and tapes

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know
That original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, Imma show off
Sucka bring his ho, his ho tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
High up as I float on
They gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard
Shit

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no ho shit
Nope, I’m not for it
Spitta and Cardo
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Not for it

G Herbo – Shook

January 26, 2018 by Azlyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
G Herbo
You already know what it is, man, you know what the fuck it is
Soon as the beat come on instant kill, body
Homicide on the beat
I feel like Juelz mixed with Wayne
Mixed with Kiss mixed with Styles
Mixed with motherfucking Cam and Puff
Puff cause I’ma talk that shit
Mixed with Pac and Biggie, Hov
Everybody hol’ on
Look

[Verse]
I tell ’em look when I got ’em shook
Before I kill him when I gotta kill him
Since a infant I had been that nigga, word to auntie Linda
I was too gangsta for a Gerber boy
I had Gerbert on and Polaroids
If you can get the picture
I wasn’t rich I had to risk it, try and glit my wrist up
Went for a bitch, it wasn’t shit for me to get my dick sucked
I fuck bitches look like Kylie Jenner but they lips way thinner and don’t go on dinners
I did my shit somewhere so I repent if i was born a sinner
I ball hard and rock fox furs in the winter
2000 I go spent my (?) dinner
This that shit A Boogie rap about yeah they my niggas
They say Don dropped a new check while he getting bigger
And i’m the type of nigga that follow my intuition i shoot you get to twitching
I gotta kill or you might get to snitching
You niggas bitches had to man up and take gifts of christmas lists
Ain’t go to school i was skipping ditching i didn’t listen
I started pitching had experiments up in the kitchen
Try not to breath in i thought it felt like we was sniffing
Re-up we thought we was tripping profits started tripling
We got this bitch sold up from Stoney to Lake Michigan
If he toast up we like so what when we face off with the (?) got big shit when you pullin out they like hol’ up
Mini choppers that fold up like A Lamborghini with the doors up
Fast car G Swervo in the V 12 and before i leave the house pick that pole up
Roll up
I seen niggas froze up, had they homie oozing on the ground left him dead cause they ain’t do what they said
Im just on the bread, niggas ain’t worth shit i walk alone instead
I don’t know who want me dead eyes behind my head
I had spent (?) what was on my head
They wanna get me out outty i’m just getting older
And i don’t take for granted pray i get it lower
They keep moving low profile presidential like a soldier postar
Make the best in ups and downs in life like a rollercoaster
Know my grandma looking down on me shining like a postar
Know your baby getting older and i’m getting older
Sorry my heart getting colder niggas getting hoe’r but i know you see i did all that i said that i was gonna
Made all the sacrifices even when i ain’t wanna
Momma living out 5 outta 4 some i was somewhere like 100 floors up
Ran up a Quater mill on a tour bus, Roley my wrist, Wraith to M6
Early i was fucking off chasing and shit, you ain’t know young niggas getting reckless like this
Any nigga that diss me on a record and shit and spit facts
They lying on wax
Homies rolling over, i need a stash house spot money rolling over
I been that shit since Averex .. Motarolas
And i cleaned up like 8 jacks call the corner clean pull up Maybach shorties call the corners
Kid ain’t have no clean summers we was always warm
I ain’t have no clean sneakers cause i always wore
And stop getting good grades i was in the hall way more
When my class walked across the stage i was in California smoking California
Ain’t have to get up early mornings, fuck Tom Jordan
Shout out Nino i was fucking with M Tray when they was in New Orleans

G-Eazy – Eazy (At VEVO) (Live)

December 23, 2017 by Azlyrics