John Mellencamp – Brothers Lyrics

JOHN MELLENCAMPBrothers Lyrics
Let’s get to the point now
Just because we’ve got the same mom and dad
That don’t mean I’m your keeper
That don’t mean I owe anything to you
You don’t care for me
And man, I don’t think that much of you
CHORUS
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
I don’t approve of anything you do
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
Cain and Abel and me and you
You drove my car when we were young boys
And you tore it up too
You never paid to get it fixed
And you got me beat up a time or two
I know I should forgive and forget
But man I still hold a grudge against you
CHORUS
It’s as normal as it can be
This sibling rivalry
We should have dropped it at 22
But man I can’t stand the thins you do
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
You’re always wanting something from me
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
It was so much fun having you in the family
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
Now that we’re grown it ain’t helped nothin’ at all
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
On my birthday, please don’t bother to call
Cause we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
Brothers, brothers, brother
Yeah, you’re my brother, brother, brother
Brothers, brothers, brothers
Yeah, we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
Yeah, we’re brothers, brothers, brothers
Brothers, brothers, brothers
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Magnolia – Lil Wayne lyrics

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I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these b*tches got a*s
How did they get it so fast? Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them b*tches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The b*tches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hellooo? I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Solja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeahhh. They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. Lyrics Lil Wayne – Magnolia
Uhhh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants in my sock
She runnin’ from the c*ck and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, stuntin’ on the block
This New Orleans, milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
You ain’t woe, don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
Twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here? 14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag? Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
Oreo Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them b*tches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeahhh. And I, f*ck, these, h**s
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that, drank
If I, do, b*tch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these b*tches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your b*tches, they poof
All of my b*tches, they’re new
They got more b*tches than you
All of these h**s is gon’ loose
But my b*tch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’, I find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, b*tch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag? Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many h**s, they call me John Thotty
Tell your b*tch I’m Mr. Lil Wayne lyrics
Video Lil Wayne they gettin’ shots, b*tch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your b*tch know where we dock.(magnolia)
Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Solja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeahhh.

No glory – Skan & Krale lyrics

No I ain’t running running running yeah
Im coming coming coming yeah
Knocking all these demons that been tryna run up on me yeah. Skan lyrics
Video glory Ima keep keep on fighting till Im gone. I’m just running away
No, I ain’t running away
I got memories saved oh Im just finding my place
Where I belong to
Barely glory in my soul
Eyy Im riding away yeah, Im finding my place yeah
I gotta escape yeah. Lyrics Skan & Krale – No glory
M.I.M.E:
Found a little bita light, tryna find my heart
Funny when I’m bright, gotta lifestyle dark
Hundy when I write, get a tight flow spark
With a physco chart, playing dice go start
Oh who are you, better know yourself
Know your soul gotta know your wealth
Slow your role, getta ahold don’t melt
And don’t you fall , when it feel like hell.(no glory)
Oh who am I, M.I.M.E I’m not the one you wanna f*ck wit
Late nights messin’ up my sleep so I’m flustered
Taking out aggression wit my pen because I trust it
Writing tryna get myself a lam colour custard. Its what I gotta do. See you on the other side. No glory, I M.I.M.E I’m not the one you wanna f*ck wit
Late nights messin’ up my sleep so I’m flustered
Taking out aggression wit my pen because I trust it
Writing tryna get myself a lam colour custard. (x3)
We all know. Remember, I used to be that kid that everyday
Would get rejected Yall got my story the glory was painted on a song
Im mortified but feel immortal versuri-lyrics.info
This pen to this paper always open up different portals
Its me and I, im by myself im down to ride
Taking on the tides, size of tsunamis touchin’ the sky
I get a quick skan, it’s time to move
Leavin’ everything else behind I got something to prove. Feel insane
Enda story, feel the flame. Oh I keep on fighting, they keep coming coming coming yeah. I need the gloryyy. 45 to the brain, praying lord please help, No Glory. For the game
Leave ’em hanging by his chain
Click bang, feel enraged
Feel it firin’ my brain.

Liife – Desiigner feat. Gucci Mane lyrics

Lyrics Desiigner – Liife
Let me tell you how it is
I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick.(liife)
Told me stay away from the bullshit
Stay focused, here the rhymin’
Shout to Big Blood, f**k the police
Heard Trump in the county
I seen niggas Feds
When I pulled up, yeah and he’s frownin’
Yeah niggas get bounties here
Hit the ocean, (grrrrrah) he drownin’
Bounce b***h, beat bouncin’
Hashtag, click, pound
Niggas talk s**t or freestyle
F**k them, everybody stylin’
Hot 97 turn to 9/11
When the MAC 11, streets rhymin’
Pop off these diamonds
Make a DJ get down with it. I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets (it’s Gucci)
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick. Music but we make that hood music (haaan)
And we ain’t gotta brag ’cause we used to it
(It’s Gucci!)
I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick
I’m on some real life, s**t life, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pick. I’m on some real life, s**t liife, real life s**t
Never satisfied when you’re goin’ past rich
Throws a lot of money put some bread on caskets
They don’t wan’ see you ball they just want a draft pickkk. I’m on some real life
Real ice, this my real wife
I did real time and I lost my mind twice
On the interstate, gamblin’ like I’m shootin’ dice
I’ll drive the whole night just to get that low price (skrrt)
Everybody rootin’ for the underdog
But when you on the top, they wanna see you fall (fall)
But f**k ’em all versuri-lyrics.info
I put my back against the wall (wall)
They hate to see you ball
They wanna see a nigga crawl (fall)
Shout out to Desiigner, he be killin’ s**t (Desiigner)
You gotta be a hater you not feelin’ it (f**k ’em)
G.O.O.D. Desiigner lyrics
Video Desiigner Funny,
Desiigner
All the finest
Fill up the shooters
Man this boy gettin’ money
I’m in love with the money
Ayyyy, huhhh.

Supreme e bape – Cacife Gold letras

Letras Cacife Gold – Supreme e bape
Dance, dance, baby
Thug love, crazy
Eu quero OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape
OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape
WC na visão
Quantos tão, quantos não, quantas gatas que tão
Pista ferve, passa mó calor o som
Pensa, vença, tensão
Num olhar que se vão, passa nada não
As histórias mais belas já passaram
Ela passa na balsa, apavora máxima
Medellin tá na praça, atravessa não
Ela curte a fumaça, desfila descalça
Ô meu parça, disfarça não
A sua sina é extensa, seu charme é de graça
Seu ar é de vila e seu humor é de cão
Ah, tá tudo bem, não dá nada não
Sempre sabe, tá salve no som
Só agradece em várias espécies
Salve meu chefe, também gordão
O olho gordo só cresce, dá nada não
Eu batalhei por toda vida e nada para meu plano
Eu fiz a minha corrida sem perder o meu foco
Tô nessa com a minha família, sem ganância
Eu tô comprando cordão mesmo assim, cuzão
Não neguei meus amigo e ajudei os irmão
É pacto impacto, hater falando
Pra me cobrar só sendo meu sangue
Ogum! Tudo bem, meu bem, se eu te chamo vem
Chega veloz igual Mercedes-Benz
Se junta nós dois é o Big Bang
Se não é você, melhor não tem
Ela chega na calma, chama a atenção
Estrela que vale a constelação
Só não me esquece, seu corpo me aquece
Pura energia nossa união
Diamante Guadalajara
Joia mais cara, esculpida em Carrara
Pele tão quente, clima de Saara
Minha Afrodite, minha deusa rara
Tô descalço na areia que minha alma sara
Sempre que te vejo o tempo para
Doce sereia da água salgada
Tô de lua cheia, mente alucinada
Guerreiro de rua em busca de paz
Eu encontrei você no momento certo
Fala que eu sou vagabundo demais
Meu estilo agitado ajeita o seu jeito quieto
Dance, dance, baby
Thug love, crazy
Eu quero OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape
OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape. Dance, dance, baby
Thug love, crazy
Eu quero OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape
OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bapeee. Sabe, né? Só segura o beat aí, DJ
Quando olhei pra ela nem pisquei
Tipo o último lance, bola de três
De um jogo da final da NBA
Ela passou de dread, eu virei
Tipo um headshot, eu mirei
Respirei e atirei
Ela prefere o Nog, não Eminem
Porra, me explica como que eu não te conheci no meu tempo de escola
Prometi que eu ia conseguir te fazer só sorrir, cê entende agora? Como é, se quiser eu vou
É só apontar lá onde quer que for
Porque quanta coisa boa essa mulher me ensinou
Tipo a diferença entre fazer sexo e amor
Num tá fácil, você sabe, eu sei
O stress só passa quando acaba o mês
Com as conta paga e se cai o cachê
Mas ainda vou comprar uma casa pra você, yeah
Sei que cê não vê, mas sempre que dá
Num te perguntei, vou te perguntar
Sempre que eu chorei cê conseguiu notar
Que era por te amar e medo de acabar. Dance, dance, baby
Thug love, crazy
Eu quero OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape
OG Kush e Haze
Drug loves e ladies
Muito sexo e bases
Supreme e Bape. Cacife Gold letras
Video bape

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