Kreayshawn – I’m Depressed Freestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
I don’t know what’s wrong
It’s like, I’m sad, but I’m not crying
I’m just sad
Uh, you got me hot
Y’all got me hot man
You got me hot
I’m just hot man

[Verse 1]
Ay, you really got me hot today
And it ain’t about the [?] don’t talk to me
Don’t call my fucking phone, don’t bother me
I think I’m depressed, yeah, fucking probably
Fucking doing shit wrong, not properly
Not even [?] fucking broccoli
Feel like I did my own fucking robbery
I’m insanity because I’m mad at me
And I can’t figure out why I’m feelin’ like shit
People tellin’ me, “Get up, you lazy bitch”
But give me a break, ’cause I must admit
My brain not working right, man, I’m out of it
And everything you fucking say got me mad as hell
Tellin’ me to meditate and go eat some kale
But yoga ain’t shit, man, I want Taco Bell
And drink a beer and sit around and just feel like shit

[Interlude]
You should try reading The Secret
Maybe go on a walk
You know, meditation always helps

[Verse 2]
Man, don’t tell me how to deal
You don’t know how I am, you don’t know how I feel
Your feelings ain’t my feelings, and you ain’t in my head
Don’t give me no advice, I’m not needin’ it
I don’t want your fucking book, I’m not readin’ it
And if I hear one more time I need exercise
I’m gonna come over there, I’ma clap on your mind, bitch
I’m not doing shit, I’m not listening
I don’t wanna go to the gym
Fuck this, fuck everything, fuck that [?]
I’m not doing shit, I’ma sit here today
Make a song that’s fucking wack, and I’m not gonna play it
For none of my friends, ’cause they don’t care
They don’t like my fucking shit, they don’t play it nowhere
Don’t listen to me, ’cause I ain’t shit to you
Man, I don’t give a fuck, ’cause I’ma bounce back soon

[Outro]
You should try reading The Secret
And maybe go on a walk
Take deep breaths
You know, meditation always helps

Jake Paul – Saturday Night Lyrics

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
Saturday’s are for the boys
Saturday let’s make some noise
Taco Bell is open late
Slumber parties, movie date
Saturday I can’t complain
Take me back to the good ol’ days
Ohio and chasing baes
That’s how they made Saturday’s
In my Jeep, lots of doors
Pulling up to Gucci stores
Start a fire, cook some smores
Down to date and close the door
Yeah we’re here
Yeah we’re lit
Now It’s Rari’s new civics
I ain’t sorry we got hits
Tell the DJ play our shit

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

[Verse 2: Nick Crompton]
Crumps and Tea
This side and I
Chilling with the queen this Saturday Night
England is my city this Saturday Night
Driving on the left side of the road tonight
I’m the English Elder this Saturday Night
Mini cooper and your chick to my right
Fish and Chips this Saturday Night
Lundage in my Gucci, you can take a flight
Winston Church, you don’t want to fight
I got my Visa last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night (x2)

[Chorus: Chad Tepper & Jake Paul]
What you doing this Saturday Night?
Me and you, this Saturday Night
We’ll be to the cribs this Saturday Night
Netflix and Chill this Saturday Night
Swipe a ride on you this Saturday Night
Pizza and ranch this Saturday Night
Chilling in my Calvin’s this Saturday Night
Let’s get a tattoo this Saturday Night

Outro: Nick Crompton & Jake Paul
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio
Last Saturday Night
Cheerio, Mate

Rick Ross – Buy Back The Block lyrics

Hey its your girl Super Cindy reporting live from the corner of 183rd Street and 27th Avenue at Checkers, in Miami Gardens. We got Gucci Mane, 2 Chainz, and Rick Ross. And we’re here for the buy back the block movement. Where we raise up the community and support and love us

We own the hood
And we live by it, die by it then ya heard me

I got crib in Florida, and I don’t even stay there
Been by my mama old crib, my baby mama at daycare
I gotta ball for Peter, all of my boys illegal
I used to sell the reefer, now I just sell Adidas
Been had the Rollie, been ate baloney
These clones at the Cali crib, round the corner from Kobe
Property, property, property, nigga I’m tryna invest
Talking monopoly, I’m tryna encourage a nigga to run up a check
Nigga no treadmill, you niggas just stand still
Heard you were talking trash, threw that shit in the landfill
I’m bout the money, lil nigga
Ben Franklin my uncle, lil nigga
I used to trap right in front of you niggas
Selling dope just like dunking on niggas
This is a windmill, I smell like 10 mil
Put all my chains on, I cause a wind chill
I hit up Renzel, went over details
Got some young niggas that’ll stand on your windshield

It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
I’m bout to buy back the hood, buy back the hood

I sold 10 bricks a day but now I need 10 Chick-Fil-A’s
Just bought 2 studios cause I got so much shit to say
I made 10 million dollars man and I was on house arrest
She says her jaws hurt, she need to give her mouth a rest
These niggas falling off, only the strong survive
These suckers reaching out, but ain’t no need to try
T-Tell ’em something slick, slick enough to slip and slide
And I know how to pitch, so I’ma get your bitch to drive
All the OGs I looked up to, man they broke as shit
These lil niggas look up to me because I’m super rich
I’m going live, I-I’m still alive
God thank you for my punishment, it made me wise

It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
I’m bout to buy back the hood, buy back the hood

It’s time to clean up the ghetto, a dope boy wanna shine
Time to buy back the block, talking one brick at a time
I sold a few records, I bought me a Checkers
Wingstop well invested so Taco Bell left for breakfast
I seen a few M’s, it’s time to touch me that 100
So let’s put up this money and let’s go half on the Sonics
Yes I feed lemon pepper, angel wings with the feathers
If you feel like I feel, I pray you live rich forever
Okay, let’s buy back the block, I might buy me a Wendy’s
Just to pull up on skinnies every Tuesday and Wednesdays
I might buy me 10 Denny’s, I might buy Family Dollar
Cut it to 50 cent, I got a job for your father
I’m tryna help with the rent, I came up from the street
My lil son, he a prince, it’s time that we represent

It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
It’s time to buy back the hood, buy back the hood
I’m bout to buy back the hood, buy back the hood

It’s all about your last name meaning something, you heard me? Start with you a duplex, work up to a Hyatt’s, maybe a small plaza, I’m looking for a mall. Anybody selling a mall holler at me, you heard me? Maybe get my mama a gas station, she like BP. Texaco holler at me, you heard me? It’s the boss

I’m bout to buy back the block, buy back the block
It’s time to buy back the block, buy back the block
I’m bout to buy back the city, buy back the city
Buy back the city, buy back the city