Ghetto – Sami songtexte

(x26) Songtexte Sami – Ghetto
Deutschrap, ich bin Paladin
Kripo sie fahndet, connect mit dem Satellit
Machen Stress, Kilo Cannabis
Ich will weg, Richtung Paradies
DeLaRue, à la Demba Cissé
Das Leder ist schwarz und der Benzer in crême
Vor Gericht, Mama kämpft mit den Tränen akhi
Drei Jahre 7abs und ein Gangster-Klischee
Denn wir ballern auf Bullen cartouches
Bruder, will Para wie Tutankhamun
Ja, f*ck die Liebe, nur Geld bleibt
Chouf akhi, ich will den Friedensnobelpreis
Wallah, nie wieder Volvo fahren
Eins komma sechs auf den Kontodaten
Ich verteile Flex auch an Konsulate
Will Millionen digga, f*ck deine Kommazahlen
Wallah, nie wieder Krise
Ich hol’ die Millionen, dein Sohn ist ein Rapper
Ich geh nicht in die Zelle; Knast oder Tod, ja ich sterb’ als Verbrecher.(ghetto)
Ghetto.
in Zartbitterschokolade
f*ck deinen Bar Mitzvah Poloabend
Akhi ich deal’ Kristall, Kokonase. Bladi Afrika, die City Karthago
Ja, ich sorg’ für Krimis am Bahnhof
Zivis auf Tarnung in Paris, Marseille
Guck’ ich baller mit Kalash auf Charlie, Charlie
Ja, drück’ das Kilo, ich bring’ plata
Steche die Kripo im Trikot von Kinshasa
Ja, ich mach’ Cash so wie Dago
Will hoch an die Spitze, wie FC Milano
Ja, ey ich lebe illegal und lege das beyda aus Venezuela
DeLaRue, à la Eric Abidal versuri-lyrics.info
Und schmuggel die Ware mit Reda auf Kreta
Ich klatsch’ einen Haftrichter, Promophase
.. Ghettooo. (x26)
Sami songtexte
Video Sami

Am stiut – Directia 5 versuri

Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi gandul va intalni sufletul
Am stiuuuuut ca existi dar ma bucur ca esti si esti tu
Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi versul va intalni cantecul
Am stiuuut ca suntem jumatati din intreg eu si tuuu. Versuri Directia 5
Video stiut Am stiut.. Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi gandul va intalni sufletul
Am stiuuut ca existi dar ma bucur ca esti si esti tu
Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi versul va intalni cantecul
Am stiuuut ca suntem jumatati din intreg eu si tu.
Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi gandul va intalni sufletul
Am stiuut ca existi dar ma bucur ca esti si esti tu
Am stiuuut ca intr-o zi versul va intalni cantecul
Am stiuuut ca suntem jumatati din intreg eu si tu. Versuri Directia 5 – Am stiut
Am stiut ca esti tu de cum te-am zarit
Am stiuuut ca esti de cum mi-ai zambit
Am stiuuut, ca esti tu.. Am stiuuut ca esti ca esti cea care apare in vis
Care ma astepta si stia ca am sa vin
Am stiuuut, ca esti tu.. Tulburarea din glas, licarirea din ochi, sovaiala din basm
Toate imi spun la un loc toate imi spun ca esti tu
Am stiut ca esti tu harazita sa vii versuri-lyrics.info
Sa-mi alinti sufletul, sa ma impaci, sa ma impingi, sa fiu eu, sa fiu tu.

Don t hurt – Mike Williams feat. Brezy lyrics

Did you cut your hair ’cause you look a little different than I left ya? I don’t remember
I used to think that I would always let you get to me
That I would hear your voice and hit my knees
And now I feel it all again, again. Why you always tryna hide all that pain behind your eyes? Mike Williams lyrics
Video hurt But it don’t hurt like it used to
No, it don’t burn like a coal still hot
And when I see you at the bar with a honey on your arm
I feel nothing at all
‘Cause it don’t hurt
No, it don’t hurt like it used to
And when I see you at the bar with a honey on your arm
I feel nothing at alll.
Why you always tryna hide all that pain behind your eyes? Lyrics Mike Williams – Don t hurt
Did you cut your hair ’cause you look a little different than I left ya? I don’t remember
I used to think that I would always let you get to me
That I would hear your voice and hit my knees
And now I feel it all again, again.(don t hurt)
But it don’t hurt like it used to
No, it don’t burn like a coal still hot
And when I see you at the bar with a honey on your arm
I feel nothing at all
‘Cause it don’t hurt
No, it don’t hurt like it used to
And when I see you at the bar with a honey on your arm
I feel nothing at all versuri-lyrics.info
‘Cause it don t hurt
No, it don’t hurt like it used to
And when I see you at the bar with a honey on your arm
I feel nothing at all.

You don t know about me – Ella Vos lyrics

You don’t know about me.. You don’t know about everything going on inside
You don’t know about me
You don’t know about me
You don’t know about me. Say what you’re gonna say
I don’t care anyway. Ella Vos lyrics
Video about me You don’t know about me
You don’t know how hard I try
You don’t know about me
Why the hell should you decide? You don’t know about everything going on inside
You don’t know about me
You don’t know about meee. You don’t know about me
You don’t know how hard I try
You don’t know about me
Why the hell should you decide?
(You don t know about me)
Say what you’re gonna say
I don’t care anyway. Lyrics Ella Vos – You don t know about me
You don’t know what you talk about
It’s all lies that come out your mouth
Cause I wake up
This is my body, this is my war
We can’t wait ‘till you come around. You don’t know about me
You don’t know how hard I try
You don’t know about me
Why the hell should you decide? You don’t know about everything going on inside
You don’t know about me
You don’t know about me
You don’t know about me. You know I don’t care what you think
I get high, don’t say anything
Cause I wake up versuri-lyrics.info
This is my body, this is my war
Can’t we try to change everything.

Coastline – Steve Kroeger lyrics

I just need your love
I don’t need no money
We don’t need tomorrow
And I just need your love. I just need your love
I don’t need no money
We don’t need tomorrow
And I just need your love. We keep on, keep on driving
Don’t need no money, nothing
As long as I got you with me
I won’t be looking back. We keep on, keep on driving
Don’t need no money, nothing
As long as I got you with me
I won’t be looking backkk. Steve Kroeger lyrics
Video Steve Kroeger We keep driving till we hit the coastline
Reckless luck and and a feeling that won’t hide
Light it up in the backseat curb side
Windows down as we go to the daylight.
Lyrics Steve Kroeger – Coastline
We don’t have anything
No place to call home
Haunting a memory
Of when we were young.(coastline)
We keep driving till we hit the coastline
Reckless luck and and a feeling that won’t hide
Light it up in the backseat curb side
Windows down as we go to the daylight. I just need your love
I don’t need no money
We don’t need tomorrow
And I just need your love. I just need your love
I don’t need no money
We don’t need tomorrow
And I just need your love. I don’t need anything
Here we could just run
Versuri-lyrics.info
Fast on the interstate
Yeah, we could just get away.

1 2 3 – Reea lyrics

When I find him, kiss and another baby
Where is the love? Yeah 1, 2, 3, tonight
Let’s drink for the night
Versuri-lyrics.info
I will make you feel alive
Yeah, let’s paint the night in white
I’ll make you dance all night
Baby, you have just one life. Yeah 1, 2, 3, tonight
Let’s drink for the night
I will make you feel alive
Yeah, let’s paint the night in white
I’ll make you dance all night
Baby, you have just one lifeee. Yeah 1, 2, 3, tonight
Let’s drink for the night
I will make you feel alive
Yeah, let’s paint the night in white
I’ll make you dance all night
Baby, you have just one life. Where is the love, where is the love? Baby love, I don’t know what to do
I don’t know how to live without you
I am down since when I found the truth
You’re with her, I’m alone, don’t know why
Didn’t get any chance to say goodbye
Oh, I need someone to save me now. Reea lyrics
Video 3 Oh, I don’t know
‘Cause I trusted him, and now he’s gone.
Baby love, I don’t know what to do
I don’t know how to live without you
I am down since when I found the truth
You’re with her, I’m alone, don’t know why
Didn’t get any chance to say goodbye
Oh, I need someone to save me now. (1 2 3)
Where is the love? When I find him, kiss and another baby. Yeah 1 2 3 tonight
Let’s drink for the night
I will make you feel alive
Yeah, let’s paint the night in white
I’ll make you dance all night
Baby, you have just one life. Oh, I don’t know
‘Cause I trusted him, and now he’s gone. Lyrics Reea – 1 2 3
Where is the love, where is the love?

Meek Mill – Litty (feat. Tory Lanez)

Better get some 6 oil money
Fuck it, I’m gonna light the Rollie up
Can’t even be a side, side bitch
Niggas be broke and still shopping
They thought I was making this paper
Niggas barely getting lawyer money
Private when he go to Philly
On me, keep ’em coming out his mouth, I’m sending somethin’ round his way K.o.
Brought it down Collins

I got it we litty again
Niggas be talking ’bout my hair line
They don’t wanna see Jay drop "6 Fly"
But nigga we coming for warefare
I know some niggas that used to be balling but
And I’m popping shit at the pilot (fly shit only)
I sip the lean just to slow it up
When bitches start lying on my dick
Know they all feeling a way ’bout this paper
I act like I ain’t used to having this money
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again

Litty again, litty again
But your hoe feel me when I pull up and I got a pour a whole four on it
Like she’s outer space
It hang out my pocket embarrasing money
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
I make a mil’ like a layup
I got it, we litty again
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again

Don’t be selfish, get your mom insurance money (hah!)
I got it, we did it, we litty again
They be making memes, I be making millions
I got it, we did it, we litty again
(Bury the mills), I bury the money
Shit I might as well get married to money
Rolls Royce Wraith
A Q.M, that’s a quarter milli
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
I ain’t tripping, that’s a Coke or nothin’
And these niggas gon’ blame it on Khaled
I’m with my team and we going up
Running around like you’re superman
Mansion at the condo, condo at the mansion and I’m running out of space
I score your bitch like a lay up
Went and brought a Wraith
I just counted up a Quinten Miller
Litty again, litty again
They don’t want to see your bitch up in the stars like she going outer space

Perfect timing and we’re blowing up
I’m the man of the hour, I’m the nigga with the airtime
Fly out the piff and tropic, it’s litty again
But still talking shit like they violent (niggas is broke)
You don’t want to see your bitch caught up in the stars
Fuckin’ it good, I be raping this paper
I marry Nicki, still married to money
When they used to do it for Vine
Catch a bullet like a NFL player
All my niggas is way up
Litty again, litty again
Niggas talking like they want it
Feature money out the safe
Woo!
I laugh about it, I be feelin’ them
They don’t want to see you win (they don’t)
Cause I’m the one to put it on your money
They don’t want to see the squad
I promise she gon’ know it’s litty, motherfucker, yeah
In the stars like she going outer space
I got it, we did it, we litty again
I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred, after hundred
A shooter money when I pull it out of you
Should’ve known it was litty
They don’t want to see the squad
And fuck a deposit, I bury the money
Stack the paper fill the sofa up
Lie on that paper, I am not slacking, I stay on that paper
They don’t want to see the Wraith
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
Niggas said they gon’ rob us
Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it’s litty again
I’m hittin’ 9, 10’s and you ain’t even looking like you a 5
Fly out the piff and the tropic, it’s litty again
They don’t want to see the Wraith

These niggas are haters, I know that they’re haters (suckers)
They don’t want to see your bitch up
They don’t want to see the Wraith (no)
Pourin’ the fours on Collins, you know that we litty again
Roll bitches trying to do it for Twitter
They don’t want to see the Wraith
When we in the city they don’t want problems
She rich as Mariah, I carry the money
They said they honest, talk money
They don’t want to see their bitch up in the stars like she going outer space
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
Whip it whip it whip it whip it like the coco when we mix the soda up
I’m on my way to an island
All these foreigns, they know it’s us
I got it we litty again
See, we both be making M’s
All of my parties is poppin’, you know that we litty again
They don’t want to see the squad
Shawty fucking for Chanel
Push the ride to the motor bus
These niggas gonna say that they got it
Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me
Funny money, yeah I know it’s silly
Get not when to get it succeess
I pop a pill just to stay up
Litty again, litty again
Put your bitch in the stars like she in the airline
Money cause y’all stay away from that paper
I’m the one that make it happen it to you
Litty again, litty again
Litty again, litty again
Lie on that pussy like I hit
I feel like it’s a restraining order on that

Jacquees – Won’t Waste Your Time

Oh no no no no, no no no no
[Chorus]
Said I won’t, said I won’t waste it
Just need you to listen
I wanna give you more, give you more
Won’t waste your time, no
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Whole lot I wanna say
Jacquees
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
I wanna give you more, give you more

Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Let’s press rewind these bitches is basic
No
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Your time
Yeah

You think I’m lying cause niggas be playing

Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Let’s catch a flight, you pick the location
Won’t waste your time, no
[Verse 2]

[Pre-Chorus]
I love when you ride, your thighs amazing
Let me creep up on the side of you
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
[Pre-Chorus]
Let you decide, don’t lie I’m waiting
Say I won’t waste your time, no
You take my mind to different places
Girl I’ll make you lose your attitude
[Chorus]
[Outro]

I ease your mind, you’re fine and patient
[Verse 1]
Love when you’re high, your eyes look Asian
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Oh no no no no
I won’t waste your time, yeah
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
Girl you don’t know
Girl I’ll make you lose your attitude
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
We gon’ take our time, I’ll make sure everything’s alright
We gon’ take our time, I’ll make sure everything’s alright
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it
What’s up?
Your time
Won’t waste, won’t waste, won’t waste, won’ t waste it

I won’t waste your time, yeah
[Intro]
Won’t waste your time, no
Let me creep up on the side of you
Won’t waste your time, no

Say I won’t waste your time, no

Big Sean – Jump Out The Window

Ya friends gotta step in and break it up like chill, chill, chill
Sometimes I wonder if you even know
You need separation, you need recreation
Don’t mean to sit ya down and turn this into therapy
How much you worth I gotta know
Remember when you used to come through and hit the Mario Kart
Sometimes I wonder if you even know
The question isn’t, "Do he love ya?"
But you oughta know (oughta know)
Sometimes I wonder if you even know

And now yo hair look like The Weeknd’s

I think me and you should get together sometimes
This one’s for you, you, you, you

How much you worth, I gotta know
I know that you been needin’ clarity
On the low low low (low)
I don’t mean to sound like the jealous type
We already wasted too much time
On the low low low (on the)
I don’t mean to sound like the jealous type
And you told me never mind yeah
And your time is the only thing I wish was mine
The question is, "Do ya love yourself?"
I think I’m ready to jump out the window
You give the best advice to your friends and not take it for yourself
I gotta know
You cried on my phone the whole night
I think I’m ready to jump out the window
So yeah, I think I’m ready to jump out the window
(Oh I was there) I went to straighten his ass out
And your time is the only thing I wish was mine
I gotta know
And turn that nigga that you with right back into your friend though

(I feel) I feel like real queens know how to keep the game in check, yeah
And turn that nigga that you with right back into your friend though
But you gave too much time to that boy charity, hear me
We already wasted too much time

I gotta know
And your time is the only thing I wish was mine
What’s ya reservation? What’s the hesitation?
That time he crossed the line yeah, yeah, yeah
And turn that nigga that you with right back into your friend though
I think I’m ready to jump out the window
Funny we ran into each other while we leaving
We already wasted too much time
So if I think I’m ready to jump out the window
And you always picked the Princess
I think I’m ready to jump out the window
Sometimes I wonder if you even know
I think me and you should get together sometimes
You walked in with a perm
Y’all been arguing every other day
Way back then we the best thing that never happened, but
You been up at night, sleep deprivation
Know ya momma didn’t raise you to take no disrespect, yeah
How much you worth, I gotta know
So if I think I’m ready to jump out the window
But you oughta know (oughta know)
I realized you was princess
You been trippin’, trippin’ with no destination
How much you worth, I gotta know
It’s no need to turn this into Kill Bill, look

Tinie Tempah – Lightwork

[Post-Chorus]
Got 10 gold chains, I’m the Shabba Rank kid
No more pics with niggas we don’t really fuck with
Fur coat ’cause 101 Dalmatians

It’s a madness, you get involved?
Tried to bury me alive but they can’t murk him
Passin’ out like LeBron, ain’t [?]
You see the hits? Lightwork
I just do it for the kids like Michelle Pfeiffer
I got broads in Atlanta that are by design
Drop the beat then she might twerk
Yo
I coulda shagged Don and I shoulda shagged Carley
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
Uh, got a BET and I ain’t never done cypher
Good yes ak, yes ak
Lightwork You see the hits?
You see the hits? Lightwork
Been defence, but I’m never on a camp ting
That’s lots of filters and foundation
Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
Another one, it’s another dubplate special
You ain’t gotta watch Christ, see these rappers actin’
[Chorus]
I’m gettin’ paid, me and Mitch like Mekhi Pfeiffer
Long setters, got bars, I’m a lifer
Word to Dizzee man, I used to wanna rock Ecko
Uh, we made love but I never wifed her
She like the fact that I’m hard workin’
Venice at the weekend with my black Barbie

Mi nah pick up
Pecknarm yeah?
We gettin’ Malia and Maga skankin’
Been round the world, doing jet, Steve Angelo
Get a Visa, I ain’t never been to Faliraki
Flickin’ on my Periscope, like hi, hater
Yeah, black boys gettin’ white paper
Drop the beat then she might twerk
[Chorus]
Got a wicked white ting like Hermione Granger
Comin’ from the southside where the slang ghetto
I got a zebra in my house and an antelope
No more pussy niggas we don’t really fuck with
[Verse 2]

Yo, yo
I just got a number one, then she start twerkin’
See the crib, keep the shit so art decor
From the underground, now we in the skyscraper
Nah , [?], you see it?
I just do it for the kids, like Michelle Pfeiffer
What you saying, love and peace yeah?
Rockin’ white gold, pink gold and the yellow
Uh, bustin’ Dom P with Little Clive
Feel like Beckham, Lamborghini and black [?] (Skrr)
Uh, she look good but sound amazin’

Love AJ, but I can’t stand Armani

I’m gettin’ paid, like when Chris left Billy Piper
Uh, now these haters wanna jump ship
Hatin’ on us ’cause we young rich
I make ’em feel so good that she can’t say no
Lightwork You see the hits?
[Post-Chorus]
Uh, she wear the cape, tastin’ calamari
Where my dawgs at? Where my Alsatians?
I told the pigs that they can’t search him
You see the ting that ah gwarn
[Verse 1]
You see the hits? Lightwork
Love and peace
Lightwork You see the hits?
Lightwork You see the hits?
[Intro]
Uh, you see the hits? Lightwork
Uh, gettin’ wasted at my rap party
Straight, hear mi nah

THEY. – Back It Up

Taste that pain, ain’t it oh so sweet?
Dont you stop, give it up for me
Dont you stop, give it up for me
Ain’t gotta tell you why I came, bring it right here
Hell if I know How’d we get here?
Ain’t no shame back it up on me
Cause out in the open
Here today, you’re gone tomorrow
You could stay just for the night though

Here today, you’re gone tomorrow
Taste that pain, ain’t it oh so sweet?
Off top no game, bring it right here
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Here today, you’re gone tomorrow
Take a shot straight from the bottle
Take a shot straight from the bottle
Leave it open
Ain’t no shame back it up on me
Take a shot straight from the bottle
How’d we get here? Hell if I know
Don’t you start tripping up on me

Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

You could stay just for the night though
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Know you came for the same thing right here
Ain’t gotta tell you why I came, bring it right here
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Come over
Ain’t no shame back it up on me

There’s no shame in your game baby
Hell if I know How’d we get here?

Don’t you start tripping up on me
Taste that pain, ain’t it oh so sweet?
Bring that right here
Cause this ain’t over
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
You could stay just for the night though
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Come on over
Dont you stop, give it up for me
Don’t you start tripping up on me
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Til we say it’s over
Bring that right here
Off top no game, bring it right here

Doors open
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Know you came for the same thing right here
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah

Eearz – If You Knew Better

If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
If you knew better, you would do better
Didn’t your mama tell you, you was special (You special)
[Verse 2]
I swear I’m tired of scraping this pot
Take the piss in the hallway
[Outro]
Just for them dead faces
If you knew better, you would do better (Better, what, better, what)
Yeaaaaaa, if you knew, you would do better
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)
I’m living fast, too young to be in such a rush
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)
I prefer to have the better things
[Chorus]

If you knew better, you would do better
If you knew better, you would do better (So much better)
[Verse 1]
Prepared to fall, it’s a long way down
(Ohhh Yeah) Uh Huh
(Uh) I want off this block
I swear that we can trade places (You can have that shit)
I’m so gutter and she love it

(Yo!)All these tears and the rain hit my window pane
[Chorus]
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)
You must know the destiny that’s meant for you (Right here)
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)
Assed out, psyched out
If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
If you knew better, you would do better (So much better)
Livin’ life renlentless, mama save ya son
If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)
Ain’t have no shit at all (Yeah!)
You have such a bright future ahead of you (But up front)

If you knew better, you would do better (Better, what, better, what)
If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
Didn’t somebody show you the way (C’mon, c’mon)
Tired of trapping out the vacants (Back door)
Don’t tempt, I’m losing interest
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Better, what, better, what)
[Bridge]
Didn’t you wanna be some greater
You live life like it’s whatever
Duck when the champagne bottle pop (Ah!)
Wonder when this shit gon’ stop
Every other day, somebody gettin’ popped
Oh Yeah
Fuckin’ right, this shit going on
If you knew better, you would do better (Way better)

Can get wet up even in a drought
All eyes on me, odds against me
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
[Intro]
If you knew better, you would do better
I got niggas six feet under
This game of life, I spin the wheel
If you knew better, you would do better (So much better)
Something better (Something better)
If you knew, you’d be more clever
See that made me who I am today
He out here sinning

Rose that grew up out of the concrete and dog shit
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
(Laughter)
If you knew better, you would do better
[Chorus]
(Yeahhhh Ohhh)
I made diamonds from dust, wasn’t you made for
If you knew better, you would do better (Much better)
If you knew better, you would do better (Do better)
What OG taught, I can’t live without

Pool full of money, I’ma cannon ball
Want a mansion, a whip that’s spacious

Nicky Nicardo – More

Yeah, I need more of them Benjis, yeah, I spend more than a semi
You know these hoes are flawed, niggas flexin’, that’s a facade
I need more paper, more women and more bottles
She gettin’ more and more touchy, takin’ molly for the thrill
She said she don’t want me but she just not thinkin’ logically
[Chorus]
Need more paper
I’m down to roll with some model bitches and they down the road
[Verse 1]
More figures comin’ in, that’s why I have accountants though
I need more of the Lawrys
Back and forth across the country, makin’ moves like every weekend
I need more space, talkin’ mansions on the estate
From the penthouse, you see LA like Josh Rosen
Less sleepin’, got me tweakin’, I had jumped off in the deep end
Yeah
[Chorus]
I see these niggas, they sorry, I’m thinkin’ ’bout Porshes and ‘raris

And more arrogance calls for way less modesty

Like it’s over with like for everybody like
More rubber bands for my hundred dollar bills
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
More attention lately, so that means there’s less privacy
More check deposits help me relax and just meditate
And more Sean Don ’cause I was stumblin’ and wastin’ it
And they seen the car in the west poppin’
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
I need more paper, need more paper
And more euphoric sedatives, she say she tryna elevate
More than a couple cars, I won’t put ’em in the garage
Man, I need more paper, more women and more bottles
Less air time, but I gotta get from state to state
I need more serviettes ’cause all my niggas eatin’
I need more paper, more women and more bottles
If you ain’t fuck with me then, don’t try and fuck with me now
More success ’cause I had got addicted after tastin’ it
These niggas prolly smokin’ gas but they don’t want an ounce of smoke
I need more paper, more women and more bottles
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Purple Raptor Phantom ’cause I just brought DeRozan

I need more paper, need more paper

[Chorus]
It’s the king of the south Bay, west coast
These hoes was barely on me, now they searchin’ for that weddin’ cake
Bad college women who don’t want a real relationship
Said I need more paper, more paper, more women and more bottles
[Intro]
And more bad hoes with fat ass, I hope it’s real
Whenever I be in the booth, it’s more amounts of pounds of coke
There’s more champagne in the fridge to keep it chill
I need more paper
And I need some more options, bossin’ over fettuccine
I’m just now gettin’ on but I always been a prodigy
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
I need more Ralph Lauren, real aristocratic player shit
Don’t want no capers in my pasta
[Outro]
Where the sharks be out there lurkin’ and connivin’ and be creepin’

I do not need less than a trendy
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
Got all these hoes on me ’cause I been makin’ more money
If you not from the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, get off
I need more paper, more women and more bottles
If you don’t love me now

Yeah, man, like
I do this shit ’cause I was chosen
I need more paper
I’m doin’ more than y’all, more or less I’m takin’ off
I need more haters, more stress and more problems
I’m tired of these underneath rappers who be posin’
I need more paper, need more paper
I need more paper, need more paper

Monty – PLAYOFF (feat. Fetty Wap)

I be ballin hard, like the play?
[Bridge: Monty]
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
[Hook: Monty]
I’m a hot boy, I got the island on my chain, yea
Heard you niggas want a war, let it spray
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
Yea I know you hate this
For my squad boy, Zoovie Zoo don’t talk, I let it rain
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
[Hook: Monty]
Pull up to the club in the race car
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
I’m just gettin’ to it, why you hate for
Louis on my bracelet
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
Two iced out Rollie’s, check the face

No days, never took a day off
Keep a gat boy, and they know the Zoovie love to bang
I’m a 22nd soldier, know a nigga love to play
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
On the job boy, bitch I’m Poppa Smurf, they know the name
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
Got a badass bitch, pretty face
No days, never took a day off
[Verse 1: Fetty Wap}
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
I be shittin’ on em’ fuck what they thought
[Hook: Monty and Fetty Wap]
[Hook: Monty]
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
[Verse 2: Monty]
Big ol’ booty, with the itty bitty waist
No days, never took a day off
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
Shorty wanna 8-ball

I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
No days, never took a day off
For my mob niggas, I be really Pippen everyday
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
I’m already gettin’ money, I’m just tryna’ make more
I’m an Itchy boy, 1700 what I bang

No days, never took a day off
Used to work a day shift
No days, never took a day off
I’m a hot boy, see me swervin’ in and out of lanes

.40 to his face dog
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
Niggas in the field, ain’t talkin’ baseball
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
23 for the kicks, MJ
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy

I be goin’ ape shit

I will really pull up where you stay Where you at boy?
Hater block, and so I got my shades on
All that hatin, they gon’ get you paid boy
I’m a trap boy, I be gettin’ cake

Meek Mill – Backboard (feat. Young Thug)

I am a leader, (boss)
Swerving, swerving, swerving, swerving
Could be worldwide, I’m a trend (woah)
Your bitch’ll call me Mr. Big
The Percocets on me, a young nigga take a lot of meds
(Hit that boy with a stick caused he asked for it)

Hey, 200 miles on the dashboard (skrt-skrt-skrt)
I’ma take off on sight (takeoff), run a nigga down like Moss
These niggas (?) airborne
Russell just through run that brick off a backboard
I hit that lil boy with a Mac-10, Mac-10
These fuck boys so swagless, 4500 my jacket, fashion
No I won’t hit her, she not in my caliber (wouldn’t even hit that thot)
I came from serving them bags out a back-porch
We gon’ take this shit the furthest
80k on, it’s a backend, backend
Bust a brick down, bag and serve it
Take it all off, take it all off with your friends, ay
[Intro]
I came from serving them bags out a back-porch
We murk ’em then we dodge the pigs
I’m high as the law, I’m lit like July the 4th
Young boy going like Elroy (yeah)
Nigga diamonds jumping out the gym
[Hook: Young Thug]
Never a follower (never a follower, whoo)
80k on, it’s a backend, backend

My house a year old like a kid

I hit that lil boy with a Mac-10, Mac-10
Basic bitches make me nervous
(Hit that boy with a stick caused he asked for it)
80k on, it’s a backend, backend
Double RC they tight, but a pussy nigga really soft (soft)
You in the hood, gotta check in
(Skrt-skrt)
21 shots my FN (brrrr)
Russell just through run that brick off a backboard
We hit that boy with a stick cause he asked for it
We’ve been stunting a long time, I know that they tired of us (niggas is sick, woah)
[Outro: 21 Savage]
Sit the whole thing in the (?)
That be Maaly Raw
Fuck a fuckboy bitch on purpose
I fuck that ho with a passion, I’m everlasting
Could be court side with your bitch (skrt)
Young boy still getting at it (at it)
I pop me a dirty now I walk around like I’m dead (dead man walking)
Young rich nigga living savage (savage)
Swerving, swerving, swerving, swerving
(Serving them bags out a back-porch)
(Hit that boy with a stick caused he asked for it)
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
You a dick eater, your girl’s a swallower (she official my nigga)
I spent like 4 racks on a jacket, fashion
I came from serving them bags out a back-porch
I hit that lil boy with a Mac-10, Mac-10
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I spent like 4 racks on a jacket, fashion
Play with me and shit get murdered (brrp-brrp)

(Run through that brick off a backboard)

Flood my Patek
Big booty back in the Goyard (Goyard)
(Run through that brick off a backboard)
Put a dirt bike on your wig
I ain’t around no fuck boy
Russell just through run that brick off a backboard
All my young niggas sell boy (young nigga)
(Serving them bags out a back-porch)
(M-m-m-murda)
We the side never need passes (no)
I fuck that ho with a passion, I’m everlasting
I fuck that ho with a passion, I’m everlasting
(Serving them bags out a back-porch)
(Run through that brick off a backboard)
I spent like 4 racks on a jacket, fashion

[Hook: Young Thug]
I got me a Draco on the flight, I came out the creek like Dawson
Play with my dogs, then we going off with your head, yeah
Big D’s on truck boy (skrt-skrt)
Cup full (?) tub boy
Make her snort a line like a pin (snh)
I’m so high, ain’t got no service
[Hook: Young Thug]
We hit that boy with a stick cause he asked for it
We hit that boy with a stick cause he asked for it
Hey, 200 miles on the dashboard (skrt-skrt-skrt)
Hey, 200 miles on the dashboard (skrt-skrt-skrt)

Johnny Cinco – Pourin’ Up (feat. Yfn Lucci)

I ain’t ever ran off, four door never hit
[Hook: Johnny Cinco + YFN Lucci]
From my niece son to a vert to a bid
Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade
And when your going broke you gotta make a way
I been pouring more tryna fade way
Looking at the jeweler all the ice on the bezels
You want your four more just give me 20 eighths
I ain’t ever brag on nothing that I ain’t ever did
Young fly nigga babe each and every day
Now my heart colder than a little bit
I’ma put like four franks mulas on your whole clique

And when your going broke you gotta make a way

Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade
I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate
[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
Another cake coming in like it’s a niggas birthday
Pop another perc sipping lean like it’s wine
I ain’t leave, but I bought me a line
Young fly nigga babe each and every day
I was broke shit was weighin’ hard on my mind
I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate
True story if a nigga ever told it
We gon’ ball forever, we don’t need a manager to ball together
Need the [?] I ain’t got time for a dime
I was going broke I pray for better days
You know the hate come from each and every other way
Looking at my rollie that’s a whole nother time
Young fly nigga each and every day
Said she never seen a nigga like my kind

When we was dead broke we would starve together
I’ma put a whole damn cooler on my damn wrist
Now I’m living life I’m fine, I’m better
Ice on me colder than a damn fridge
I been pourin’ more tryna fade way
You want your four more just give me 20 eighths
My nigga just beat a case we gotta celebrate
Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade
I ain’t mean to preach a lot of shit on my mind
Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade
I went broke pray for better days
Got my heart broken by a little bitch
When it come to finger fucking that trigger you celibate
Took a truck to Cali we was all together
When the fake came in I had to separate
[Hook: Johnny Cinco]
Looking at my rollie ain’t look right on me fella
I was going broke I pray for better days
If I ever catch you straight g shit out of sight
Strategise the plan, put it all together
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]

Gio Dee – Geekers (feat. Iamsu!) (Never Going Back Album)

Yeah, I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
I’m too deep up in these streets to go commercial
Bet y’all gettin’ geeked up to this song
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you
Kush got me movin’ slower than a slug do
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you

Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
I’m addicted, I need cures
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you
Only do it just to make these songs
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Pop a Perc and geeko like you Urkle
Man, please get these geekers from round me
I’m a leader, you can’t lead me on
I was raised around the killers and the hustlers
You stole all my fuckin’ swag, I need yours
I got this shit, I won’t leave mama
[Verse 2: IamSu!]
What is wrong with these niggas round me?
Only way out was to sell or have a jumper
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Gio Dee, that’s my nigga to the core
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
Come to the Bay and you gon’ see ’bout us, yeah, yeah

[Intro: Gio Dee]
Ayy, I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do
[Chorus: Gio Dee]
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle

Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you, damn
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you
Pop a Perc, you geeked up like you Urkle
They doin’ drugs to get downy

[Chorus: Gio Dee]
Uh, round these rap niggas I run circles
Ain’t no money in just gettin’ fucked up
Nigga, I can’t do it if I ain’t really gain nothin’
[Chorus: Gio Dee]
What is wrong with these niggas round me?
Tryna play me, no surprise if someone hurt you
Ayy, I be doin’ drugs don’t get me wrong
‘Cause I always come back like 23’s mama, yeah, yeah
Make a wish, Ali Baba, say a prayer
[Verse 1: Gio Dee]
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what your drugs do

Turnin’ up, every city on the tour
Ayy, most y’all niggas sound like someone hurt you

Lady Leshurr – Mode (Mode EP)

Mode
They come like Obama
Give me the mic and I will tear it up acapella
Hi, I’m L and you’re an insult
I’m in the mode mode mode
Chicken head gal get squewed
I’m in my mode
Leave me alone

Yes I’m in the mode mode mode
(Cash me ousside [idiot] how bout dah)
Spit a lyric guarantee I’ll be taking your fella
Don’t bother ringing up my phone
She needs help, they’re gettin’ involved
Mode mode mode
I’m not the one
I will leave a mark on your skin like a henna
Becah every day Michelle
It’s peak when I’m in my
Bars got bare that’s nude
I’m in my mode
But secretly they’ve been despising me
They left the scene, Mr Patel
Welcome to the intro
I’m in the mode mode mode
Yeah we got that clap
I stay with the mode
Even all the money in your ISA account
Tell ya… change the… when to…
Cos the flow’s unwell
Yes I’m in my mode
We leave them in hospital
Switch up the flow real quick hella-hella
Yeah we got that bounce
I’m not that dude
Mode mode mode
I be spinning rappers heads around like a propella
Mode mode mode mode mode mode
Gal a get cooked like food
My mouth is always in mode
(mode mode mode)
They be all in my face being nice to me
[Outro]

Cos you still got crust at the side of your mouth
[Verse 1]
Two times for the gal

So don’t get rude
Sick of them gal and the rivalry
Or where you live or the size of your house
You’re in the mood
Watch me go around them like a stencil
Girl ya gonna need a doctor
[Interlude]
Mode mode mode mode mode mode
One time for the real man
[Hook]
I’m in the mode!
Me in a mode
I be at the top and you fuckwits are in the cellar
Don’t give me the beat until I
You dunknow the mode
Cos I don’t really care about the price of your belt
Yes I’m in my mode
Mode
If you wanna talk then come then!
I don’t know why they are trying me
I be broken down the instrumental
[Verse 2]
We need health I get my minerals
It’s on aeroplane mode
Open up my mind it will open like an umbrella
Cos I’m in my mode

I just rubbed them out, I call them pencils
Switch up the mode pon dem like
Bounce

Lady Leshurr – Juice (Mode EP)

I got so much juice baby, pour me up
[Bridge]

They ain’t got the bottle no champagne
I got the J-U-I-C-E
[Verse 1]
Old school, way back when
I’m like hold up wait why you hating?
And my flow’s cold like I-C-E
Yeah, I got the juicy, juicy
I got the J-U-I-C-E

The juice
‘Cause I got the juice I got the juice, yeah
I got the J-U-I-C-E
Juicy, juicy, juicy
Yeah, I got the juice (oh yeah)
All wanna talk but wait

You went funny Bill Bellamy
Don’t take shots like a cam lens
I got the J-U-I-C, I got the
iPhone 6 head going on extra horrid
They all want the juice (all want the juice)
Yeah, I got the juicy, juicy, juicy
Always stay tripping, tour the bus
Yeah, I got the juicy, juicy, juicy
[Verse 2]
I’ma do it big like your pregnant forehead
They know I got the juice
I got the J-U-I-C, I got the
They’re behind like a last name
They want take the juice (yeah)
They make a scene like a movie, movie, movie

Back at it again, back ache
What you telling me? What you telling me?
Yeah, I got the juice (I got the juice)
A couple gyal are trying to take the juice from me
Brr, brr, they call me up

They make a scene like a movie, movie, movie
[Intro]
[Verse 3]
I got the juicy, juicy, juicy
You’re only ever gonna see a deuce from me
I got the juicy, juicy, juicy
[Hook]
[Outro]

I got the juice (you got the juice)
Yeah, I got it, yeah, I got it
The juice
It’s going down, sad face
So just move for me
Them gyal are moody, moody, moody
They don’t wanna see me elevating
They can’t have the juice (yeah)
They don’t wanna see me elevating
I can smell the hater by the fragrance
With your bad breath
The juice
The juice
Them gyal are bitter, bad taste
I got the J-U-I-C-E
But me got the juice, oh yeah, oh lord
I can smell a hater by the fragrance
(Sky) Aha, Leash!
I’m like hold up wait why you hating?
Them gyal are sketchy, draw me up
I got the juice (oh yeah)
All wanna talk but wait
The juice
I got the juicy, juicy, juicy

Yeah, I got the juicy, juicy, juicy
Killed everything, past tense
The juice
Never take an L but there’s always an L in me
‘Cause I got the juice
And my flow’s cold like I-C-E
The juice, oh yeah, oh lord
Them gyal are moody, moody, moody
Get smoked, no ashtray
The juice (I got the juice)
‘Cause I got the juice (woo)
Juice everywhere so you’re smelling me
I got the juice
The juice, oh yeah, oh lord
Yeah, I got the juice
‘Cause I got the juice
Ah, yup!
Swerve on a hater, fast lane
They want take the juice (oh yeah)
‘Cause me have the juice (yeah)
The juice (yeah)
It’s peak for them!
Look, it’s a sad day
The juice
[Hook]
The juice (yeah)

Lady Leshurr – F My Ex (Mode EP)

F my ex
F my ex
F my ex
[You know I love you yeah]
Why did you bring him to me?
F my ex
[My mum loves you as well you know]
He was a wasteman anyway
He had a little man’s ting, he was childish
I don’t even know why I’m talking about him
(Nah man, you’re a joke ting)
Couldn’t care less if they F’ed my ex

Why did you bring him to me?
F my ex
F my ex
Why did you bring him?
Crossed him out yeah I x’d my ex
[Verse 2]
Why did you bring him to me?
I’m like oh lord
F my ex
(I’m not coming back)
[Come on babe you gotta come back]
F my ex
F my ex
Man F my ex man
Them one’s when he’s in the passengers seat
Why did you bring him?
Why did you bring him to me?
Delete my number don’t call
And I don’t need any man paying for my hair closures

Things weren’t right so I left my ex
[Hook]
F my ex
Look them ones when he tries moving to your friends
F my ex
[Intro]
I tell my friends F my ex
Stressed for my breasts
I was like don’t even finish, stop what you’re doing
Cos I don’t even want you no more
I’m way up, blessed
So I told him it’s over
F my ex
F my ex
Why did you bring him?
Hollerin’ at girls in his best friend’s Benz
[We’ve been through a few things yeah yeah yeah]
F my ex
(Outro) (Lady Leshurr) + [Ex]
Look stop what you’re doing
[Hook]
[What you talking about?]
When he showed up at my address
Step your money up, have a motive
He was just a joker man (trust me, seriously)

Moved house moved on to the next
[Verse 1]
F my ex
Little man ting he was childish
Small like a child’s dish
(Sure you do)
I don’t even want to know more
I was like hold on a minute, what are you doing?
Them ones when he’s always chilling on the ends
Why did you bring him oh lord
My ex was stressed
What are you doing?
F my ex
Did he think I was impressed
Why did you bring him?
F my ex

You’re thirsty, here’s Volvic
Bank account was on minus
[Who you been listening to?]
Via text