Sampa The Great – The Plug (feat. Estelle)

Reckless, reign
I’m a classic, you a gimmick, kid
[Verse 1]

[Outro]
Here’s to the, here’s to
When we dreamed, but we are
Tactics
Uhhh
All from the basics, Empire State shit
Baby this the come up
And I’m gon’ dance like this
Know I’m chosen, uh
Tell me what the limit is, baby now we limitless
Knowing what your limit is
Come on, baby, face it
Tactics
You could never be me even if you got a facelift
Africa the greatest, baby, know we made it
Dreamers, baby yes again
Reckless, reign
And I’m strolling
Get this, mane
Tactics
Word to my mother undercover in the matrix
[Chorus]
If you ever step up to the queen you gon’ try it
Here’s to the place that we see that we are
Next shit, Payne

Baby but we limitless
Can’t I, when I
Everybody stand up
Reckless, reign
When I’m gon’ go play my songs
[Verse 2]
Get this, mane
I’m a classic, you a gimmick, kid
Please
Give it to the highest ’cause we know that we gon’ make it
[Chorus]
One eye open
One eye open
To the keys to the car
And I’m strolling
[Refrain]
Everybody getting on their knees
All you gotta do is try to nurture what your talent is
Ain’t nothing realer
Baby take a picture, we exactly what the image is
Amen, amen, amen, amen again
Ain’t nothing realer

Tell me what the image ’cause we throwing out the images
Know I’m chosen, uh
Tactics
Everybody throwing on their shades, I’m a stunner
Mean mug sidekick, clean won’t hide it
A to the B to the C to the D to the stunner
Next shit, Payne
Can’t I, when I
Get this, mane
Baby take a picture, I’m exactly what the image is
And you on me casa, I’m Mufasa, nigga turn up
Uhhh

Tell me what the image ’cause we throwing out the images
I’ll dance into the lovely dawn

Dame, mane
[Refrain]
Here’s to the come up, everybody run up
Tell ’em we don’t know
Everybody talented
Next shit, Payne
Reckless, reign
Geez, here’s to the greatest

Sampa The Great – Paved With Gold (feat. Estelle)

When my vision blurred and I can’t be heard
All or nothing

But hold on to it all
Still got your soul
And I’m gon’ swear my passion go hard
If you don’t stand alone you gone fall alone
Yes I’m a winner like my father
I know it’s pressure, baby
When the light, it shines within you
And you gon’ walk right into your path
I’ma gonna grow me straight to my path
Still got your soul
I know it’s pressure, baby
All the lies I often told
And I have been through the wire
But hold on to it all

Music gonna grow me straight to the path
Voila, mama, I’ma be bold
And the voice within me shut
Gave it something
My soul
And you reaching all your goals
And you gon’ rise to the top, nigga, tada
And we don’t dance around with my heart
Still got your soul
When my engine lost its spark
I know for certain
[Verse 2]
I know it’s pressure, baby
I’m still running
In the high and the lows
Tadadaddada
Bis I’m a stunner
Baba, music gon reign, you a runna

Baba, music gon’ run, I’m a stunner
All of it inna my soul
The streets weren’t paved with gold
And it keep coming
I know for certain
Say to me
And you gon’ walk right out of your pain
And I believe I’m a come up
Still got your soul
And I don’t dance around with my heart
And the pressure falls behind me
I’ma be strong, I’ma be gold
But hold on to it all
I know
[Verse 1]
I’m still stunting
And I believe you a come up
Still got your soul
Resonate and I feel my spark
And I can’t be sure enough
In the light, in the dark
My path
Memory…..
Tadadada
Yes you a winner like your father
[Chorus]
Still got your soul
Music gonna grow me straight to my soul

And I’m filled with indecision
The streets weren’t paved with gold
And we eat go yard

And I’m weary, lost and stuck
[Chorus]
And seen the fire
In the midst of friends and foes
Say to me when the beats go hard
Man ago swear they passion go hard
Renegade
And I can’t locate my path
[Chorus]
When you elevate your spirit
When the beat goes heart
The streets weren’t paved with gold
Music gonna grow me straight to my soul
And I’m gon’ rise to the top, nigga, tada
Bish you a stunner
And I’m gon’ walk right into my path
Melody
[Bridge]
Voila, baba, I’ma be bold
And I just walked right out of my pain
I believe in me and go hard
Mans in a higher empire
I know for certain
And the streets is paved with gold
I’ma be strong, I’ma be gold

Quavo – Paper Over Here

Getting brand new paper over here
Getting brand new paper over here
Pull up to the bank I walk right out with a 100K (Cash)
Getting brand new paper over here
Getting brand new paper over here
New money, blue hundreds, no I ain’t running from it (New money)
I’m getting new paper over here
Getting brand new paper over here
Got foreign currency from doing shows across the country
Getting brand new paper over here
Wish my niggas seen how far we came it make me sad (R.I.P. Damn)
I’m getting new paper over here

I’m getting new paper over here
This is the answer to what you keep asking (Huh)
[Chorus]
I’m getting new paper over here
All this money coming in my way
Getting brand new paper over here
‘Case an emergency I got some more money stashed
I’m getting new paper over here
I’m getting new paper over here
Hoes calling me the dab daddy, trend set the fashion (Dab daddy)
I’m getting new paper over here
Me, myself, and I cruise down the highway
[Verse]
Fuck what a hater even got to say (Fuck ’em)
Money make a nigga happy but some niggas mad at me (Mad at me)

[Chorus]
Getting brand new paper over here
I’m getting new paper over here
New money coming in every day, that’s a satisfaction

P-Lo – Feel Good (feat. G-Eazy)

Been the same, know I ain’t change
[Hook: P-Lo & G-Eazy]
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
[Verse: P-Lo]
Gerald
Aha
Aye
Make me feel good
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good

I’m just tryna see you from behind
Yeah
Aye
Aye, Aye
Make me feel great
Yeah
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good
She reach over with her left hand, she gon’ feel wood
Make me feel good
[Hook: P-Lo]
Yeah
Girl, Motherfuck your boyfriend
She gon’ ride that thang like she stole it
I’m talking business on the phone with her, Ambassador
And when we pull up to the crib, oh then it’s going down
Yeah
Freaky lil thing, throw in my direction
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good
Make me feel good
Working like this since the eight grade
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
[Verse: G-Eazy]

I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Make me feel good
Make me feel good

Make me feel good
P-Lo, I got you
[?] Her and I, King and Queen
[Outro]
(Ye)
Do it right baby girl, is it still good?
Aye, Aye
Yeah
Oooo, He do not matter at this moment
Make this feel like a vaca
Aye
Yeah
Relationships take better aim babe
That’s all I’m saying haha
Uh, Hop in that ‘Rari and I’m passing ya
So I’m hustling, getting to this money til the death of me
Yeah

I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Keep in mind
Yeah
You know
And I’m like damn, she got some ass on her
So I push the pedal to the floor, I’m saying through the town

If you’re playing girl, I ain’t got no time
Make me feel good
How she got in them jeans, I’m tryna get in between
Aye
Working like a Mexi, Baby call me Sexy
Vroom
And [?] told me it’s all about longevity
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
[Hook: P-Lo]
I keep a baddie riding passenger (Aye)

Chris Webby – Undeniable

Even the Jewish women love Christian
Every cell, every molecule and isotope
Use grammar extra properly
When I’m on Spotify it’s Coldplay constantly
[Verse 2]
We rolling, yeah
Gladiator when I step into a ring that’s it

You’re the sheep
And where to score some molly
But I let em speculate while I just bring that sick twisted misfit wit, with a ring that fits
It’s understandable, they can’t stand that I managed to reach to the top, so believe it or not
About yea high, and sorta sloppy
Recite those quotes
Honestly some of you probably think that shit
Take my auto-bot to the auto-body who’s calling shotty?
And wave super hard when you saying hi to me
And if they putting in the call, then I’mma raise that shit
It’s undeniable baby
Even the nuns fuck with him, they say none fuck with him
[Outro] x2
Just cause I’m white they think I’m trying out for golf or hockey
Yeah, Webby
[Verse 1]
[Hook]
And have a vegan garden on my property
Nun-chuck hit em
Yeah they’ve been trying me lately
It’s undeniable baby
Cause I am the shit
It’s undeniable baby
It’s undeniable
Eyes low I got the antidote
It’s psychedelic in my blood’s system

You should probably vacate the premises
Michelangelo an animal
It’s undeniable baby
But I feel my second wind picking up my stride
But I feel my second wind picking up my stride
My lyrics are like an LSD micro-dose
See it and watch, I’m a
Now put your money on the table I’mma take that shit
[Hook]
It’s undeniable baby
I like them short and stocky
Got karma on my side, I’mma be alright
Janitor ready to mop motherfuckers
I’m like Thor the Nordic God up in a mortal’s body
It’s undeniable baby
Mic check, 1, 2
Roll the dice I’ll throw it all down and take that risk
Yeah they’ve been trying me lately

No holidays with pay, and no vacay

On my Tempur-Pedic fold em up like origami
No sick days, no days off, and know we stay late
The premise is to be the supervillain, that nemesis, bitch

Or know how to ollie
And you won’t find a typo, choke, stutter or misspelled word, because I write so dope
Got karma on my side, I’mma be alright
Put that overtime in when I clock motherfuckers
I am Mr. Hankey recording up in a porta-potty
I’m the border collie
Like, the whole discography
[Intro]
These dollar signs up on my name like that A$AP clique
I sing along when no one’s watching me

Da$h – All That There

Cop my momma that [?] car seats

[Intro]
Niggas know
Bompton P’s they cap for me
Yeah, So
Drugs in my body that shouldn’t be
Sendin’ packs out Daytona

To be honest really need a blunt
Red dot your eye, nigga cross me
As if you ain’t mafucka
Hell no, you screamin’ "[?] pull the car over!"
Sippin’ hectic (yeah, yeah)
[Verse]
[?] over time, so the trap on me
Habits they turn into needs and worse
[Hook x4]
Plot on coppin’ me a baby Mac
Fuckin’ these bitches you couldn’t be
Mannerisms of a maniac
Yeah, as of late I debate the decisions I’ve made
Uh
Doin’ shit they say we wouldn’t be
They in the whip but will these niggas ride
That mean I’m crossin’ my T’s and I’m dottin’ my I’s
Yeah, So, Yeah, So
Lost in the world like the Lord of the Flies
Free Porter
So I keep a tre eight [?] arms reach
Ain’t even comin’ to my mom’s sober
They call me reckless
Yeah, So
Going hard ’til I’m under palm trees
Spun around the block and then we seen a chump
Some young hoe gave me brain in fact
Sold out shows, you know they payin’ racks
Sign’ that deal, now it’s game on ya
No love is stronger than hate
Roll up my billies they black for me
Young nigga move like ya big homie
Let off a- *gun shots*

Johnny Cinco – All Or Nothing (John Popi 2 Mixtape)

Yeah now, now we payin’ cash for it
Yeah, put ’em on a shirt nigga R.I.P it yeah
[Intro: Lotto Savage & YFN Lucci]
Can’t be beat I ain’t gon’ lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh
Hope you ready for war nigga yeah
Catch ya man, nigga catch ya man yeah
Count, hah! (21, 21)
Yeah and I’m really from the streets, I run with them (?) and the jungle they gon’ eat
I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
Ok a nigga talkin’ BNO, man they start tweakin’
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah
I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah
I’ve been dreamin’ about choppas and foreign cars lately
Yeah play with me boy ya gamblin’
I might lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh
Yeah
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah
Hope you ready for war nigga
Don Slaughter, loaded, basic loaded

I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Ride, ride with my nigga Lotto, we just savagin’
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah
I might lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh
I remember we was takin’ what we can’t afford
Swear I won’t lose to y’all niggas man
I’ll lose sleep before I lose to y’all
Hope you ready for war nigga
Hope you ready for war nigga yeah
First name Don so you know I keep that cannon
Swear I won’t lose
Uh tryna get that lambo I’m like 80 short
I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
Separate me from the fake don’t wanna get mistaked with y’all niggas
Yeah, Savage
Now we pullin’ up Porshe probably never wore it
I swear!

Put that bread down on they head make sure I see it
[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]
We go ape shit, these niggas fakin’, you wrote a statement

Huh, yeah yea yeaa
Pull up with ’em sticks lock the door on that Corvette
Hope you ready for war nigga yeah
I might lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas
I might lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh
I see fake niggas lookin’ in all these niggas fakin’
I ain’t takin’ no losses (YFN)
Can’t be beat I ain’t gon’ lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh
Lethal with weapon call me daddy
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
I swear I gotta, stay away from these fraud niggas yeah
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
They said I wasn’t gon’ make it had to give that shit my all nigga
Heard he got some bread on his head you know I’d eat it

And I don’t really wanna sleep until I get it all nigga
Hope you ready for war nigga
Can’t be beat I ain’t gon’ lose to y’all niggas yeah yea huh

Got some young niggas pull up and spray the block on advantage
I’ma lose sleep before I lose to y’all niggas yeah

Johnny Cinco – Pourin Up (feat. Yfn Lucci) (John Popi 2 Mixtape)

True story if a nigga ever told it
Young fly nigga each and every day
I ain’t ever brag on nothin’ I ain’t ever did
[Hook: Johnny Cinco + YFN Lucci]
Now my heart colder than a little bit
Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade
I went broke pray for better days
We gon’ ball forever, we don’t need a manager to ball together
I’ma put like four franks mulas on your whole clique
I’ma put a whole damn cooler on my damn wrist
Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade
I was going broke I pray for better days
Now I’m living life I’m fine, I’m better
I was going broke I pray for better days
Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade
You want your four more just give me 20 eighths
[Hook: Johnny Cinco]
Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade
Another cake coming in like it’s a niggas birthday
When the fake came in I had to separate

Young fly nigga babe each and every day
Ice on me colder than a damn fridge
Said she never seen a nigga like my kind
From my niece son to a vert to a bid
When it come to finger fuckin’ that trigger you celibate
I been pouring more tryna fade way
And when your going broke you gotta make a way
Strategise the plan, put it all together
When we was dead broke we would starve together
Need the [?] I ain’t got time for a dime
You know the hate come from each and every other way
I been pourin’ more tryna fade way
Looking at the jeweler all the ice on the bezels
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate

I was broke shit was weighin’ hard on my mind
Pop another perc sipping lean like it’s wine
You want your four more just give me 20 eighths
I ain’t ever ran off, four door never hit
Took a truck to Cali we was all together

My nigga just beat a case we gotta celebrate
Popi catchin’ straight g shit all the time
Looking at my rollie ain’t look right on me fella
[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate
Got my heart broken by a little bitch
Looking at my rollie that’s a whole nother time
And when your going broke you gotta make a way
I ain’t mean to preach a lot of shit on my mind
Young fly nigga babe each and every day
I ain’t leave, but I bought me a line

Jeremih – Cinco De Mayo (Cinco De Mihyo Mixtape)

Bongo By The Way
Gettin’ something

They thirsty thirsty, party like it’s the weekend
Gettin’ something
Scammin’ that bartender, with my debit run it up, yeah

Craig:You want us to give you a ride?
Whole bar I’ma buy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
They tryna get fucked up, everybody here tweakin’ (oh yeah)
But I don’t pay to sew-in
I go la la la la la la
If we could get in something
Get in something (Mix that up)
I did not expect that, you did that tho
[Verse 2: Sanaa]
Franklin’s got me spendin’ Benji’s
I go la la la la la la
Craig: Tu primo pendejo me [??]
[??] be get in something (Throw it all up)

Now you know that don’t make no sense if it can’t make no profits, yeah
I go la la la la la la

Chico: I think Karla’s got jungle fever, esse
[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
They rolling, roleplay, actin’ up, play her role
The fuck? Chico: The- hold it Ese.
We could get in something ([??] around)
Body shots, I don’t miss (no, no)
[Chorus: Jeremih]
Dutty whining on that booty, down to pick her up, aye
I’m talkin’ presidential yo potential if you got the Monica Lewinsky (Wait a minute)
[Pre-Chorus: Jeremih]
Ride me long as a trip
But can you sip it with your friends?
We smoke that good good, where everybody look Asian
Bongo By The Way
I go ai-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
And say hi-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
Get in something (Won’t we just)
We could get in something ([??] around)
She ball hard, no assist)
Take this, put some in there, let’s play some more
Gettin tipsy, if she want it, if she like I lick her up, yeah
Scammin’ that bartender, with my debit run it up, yeah
Karla: ¿Por qué tomaste tanto tiempo en venir a hablarme?
In Costa Rica, dirty dancin’ Diana
Bong-
I didn’t know you could exist
Ohhhhh
If we could get in something (Now you turnt up)
Dutty whining on that booty, down to pick her up, aye
[Verse 1: Jeremih]
(Laughter)
And say hi-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
[Chorus: Jeremih]
I’m too hard to resist
Boomerang she move, I throw her hunnids, she throw it back, wait
Whole bar I’ma buy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
Put it up, pull it back up in it, withdrawin’ deposits
Karla: Mm, I dont’ know…
Get in something (Mix that up)
Talkin’ holy moly, slide all up in that donut
Yeah, I’m the real hair weave killer
I go ai-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
If we could get in something
Sandra, Lisa freaky in my cabana
[??] be get in something
[Outro]
[Verse 3: Jeremih]
[??] be get in something (Throw it all up)
Whole bar I’ma buy-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
Gettin’ something
Gettin tipsy, if she want it, if she like I lick her up, yeah
How did you know?
Dutty whining on that booty, down to pick her up, aye

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremih]
If we could get in something (Now you turnt)
If we could get in something
Scammin’ that bartender, with my debit run it up, yeah
And say hi-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
I go ai-ay-ay-ay-ay-ya
Where did you learn that from? I just don’t know
I kill that, no innocence
Get in something
Boomerang she move, I throw her hunnids, she throw it back, wait

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Boomerang she move, I throw her hunnids, she throw it back, wait
We could get in something
If we could get in something
Want me to sign the titties, swear she got them knockers
Get in something (Won’t we just)
Chico: Fuck that! Eh, chico!

For sure
Gettin tipsy, if she want it, if she like I lick her up, yeah
I see you zippin’ down my pants
And she off with the shits
She sealed it up with a kiss (Sealed it)
We wasted wasted, play swallow the leader
Say somethin’ in spanish Craig: Man, you gotta sexy voice.
Bongo By The Way
Get in something (Ey)
Dance like CB when I’m up in it, get it on and poppin’

Now we gon’ all do this again, see

Jeremih – Mi Amor (Cinco De Mihyo Mixtape)

You know when you’re in my arms, it feels so much better
[Verse]

You know you can call for anything, you got my help
Of you
Who can make the beat to your heart beat?
But you on a bigger wave than Moschino
All I need’s some more
Hola Mi Amor
All I could say the first day that I met her

[Chorus]
I would kiss, wish we can turn time
[Chorus]
Never been so sure (Yeah, yeah)
Leave me, won’t know what to do
Wouldn’t be the same with you not around, I’m not myself

Leave me, won’t know what to do
Never been so sure (Yeah, yeah)
Can’t stand around seeing you with someone else
I been waiting too long, all alone by myself

Never been so sure (Yeah, yeah)
Can’t stand around seeing you with someone else
Hola, Mi Amor

I been waiting too long, all alone by myself
I know you gotta a sea ful of Chanel
You know your lips made for my lips
[Post-Chorus]
Of you
Of you
We need to be together, why you can’t see?
Your lifeline on the IV
[Bridge]
All I could say the first day that I met her
[Chorus]
All I need’s some more
How can it be? Look at me, down to one knee
You know what I’d do for you that he won’t
All I need’s some more
[Bridge]
Wouldn’t be the same with you not around, I’m not myself
Hola, Mi Amor
You like to match your hair with your nails
You know when you’re in my arms, it feels so much better
[Post-Chorus]
Leave me, won’t know what to do
You know you can call for anything, you got my help

Jeremih – Ms Parker Pickd And Dickd (Cinco De Mihyo Mixtape)

[Verse 3]
She got a man, she say no
Let’s go duck and take [??]
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Como te llamas
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
Shawty do that on that pole

Pass it to my dawgs like a biscuit, biscuit
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
It’s cinco de mayo bitch, I’m tryna get pick’d and get dick’d
Own my sun if they throwin’ shades (oh)
Boricuas y morenas, come at me, shees

Really man, I be goin’ fishing (oh)
When she bend it over, hey miss conquer
She just might be a magician
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
[Chorus]
[Intro]
How I’m ballin’ sweatin out my pores
Underdog on top
She be doing the most
Benjis, how they come up missing
Long tee, PJs, show you’re riding with me these days
Countin’ paper like I’m flippin’ pages
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Who the man? Heard you’re not (oh)
[Bridge]
She the definition Who the baddest?
Mami got the pesos so loca
Mix the Henny with the tron
Tryna up my come up, moonlight ’till the sun up
She brought her friend and she so-so
Loco how low can she go
And you already know…who it is
Retro Future
Let’s blow a bag, bagpipe
Coolin’ wildin’ with my Fulianos, rollin’ will rollin’ with my Forgiatos
Wanna hit it raw, she got risky, risky
Might show the location to me casa
[Verse]
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
Get you strokin’ all up in your agua
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them tities
Ride the dick like she do rodeo
[Chorus]
[?] high in the suite
Where you get it from? Is that your mama?
I’ma gucci in my Gucci France
[Interlude: Female Voice]
All she wanna do is count the commas
Ice tea, coco (oh)

Tryna up my come up, moonlight ’till the sun up
Part I

That ass fit just like my sofa
Tryna up my come up, moonlight ’till the sun up
Part II
We gon’ get it [?] ’till mañana
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
Say she wanna try, I treat a baddies like a thot (oh)
Five stars, now we gon’ put the days in
Calvin Klein, your bras and panty, I’m just tryna see cake
My new bone, raw hoe
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Oh, say it ain’t so
[Chorus]
Rock the boat, row row
Even go the customs for you, some gelato
[Verse 2]
Bruce Wayne, Dark Knight (You know it) (oh)
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
All my dawgs gon’ ball
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
‘Rari, pull up
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
You can tell her to wait up, I will say see you later
Yeah we on the come up, we ain’t tryna turn down
Tryna up my come up, moonlight ’till the sun up
Hop you got your acts up
IPhone flashlight
More wear [?]
Breakin’ bands, throwin’ nuts
I got horses everywhere
I won’t tell a broad what your bitch did, bitch did
Tryna up my come up, moonlight ’till the sun up
I’m not tryna lay up back then I hope you stayed up
Heh, yeah that’s right
Tryna swim up in some shores
Shawty holdin’ some, let me frisk it, frisk it
Wait, I fly out up in that chocha
Bongo By The Way
Swear that ass would fit well in designer
Don Julio, Blanco in my system
She got her hands to the floor

Got to white girls, we make smores

Pesos, pesos, cheddar, sheesh!
Blowin’ pesos, mamis, sheesh
Ooooh I seen her from raw, she so cold
She keep coming back, I call her comer

Jeremih – Papasito (Cinco De Mihyo Mixtape)

Like I’m Carlito
Throwing bread, biscuits
I just give ’em love, Cuban with the stick
Yeah, she call me papi
That’s my mamasito
She like paparazzi
You know, damn well, yeah
I got drivers like a pickup trucker trucker

That’s my mamasito
Started in the lobby
All these comma’s accumulating
I want to leave tho
I work you out, big steps

That’s my mamasito
[Verse 2]
That’s my mami, mami
Started in the lobby
She want paparazzi
Wearing see-through
[Chorus]
She call papasito
Yeah, she do it my way
Ended in the suite though
She like paparazzi
She like it naughty
That’s my mami, mami
[?] I be Sammy Sosa, them Barry Bond-Bond-Bonds
She like to get naughy
Yeah, she got the sauce
Hennessy then it’s back-back-back
Like I’m Carlito
She does it naughty
That’s my mamasito
She wearin see-through
Shittin’ on ’em, uh, ca-ca-ca
[Verse 1]
Move that ass in circles circles circles circles
She nitty-naughty
No wonder they call it Mistress
That’s my mamasito
She just want the sauce, all up in her ribs
She like to get naughy
Swear that ass been hoola-hoopin’ baby
That’s my mamasito

Yeah, she got the sauce
Hit ’em with the Tommy, that’s my jock
Call me papi
Four floors in my crib, elevator

Everytime we get bell-bottoms of the bottom baby
Got the work off the clock-clock-clock
No necesito
All these thirsty bitches, more agua
That’s my mamasito
That’s why she call me papi
No necesito
[Intro]
She call papasito
Yeah, she do it my way
I go many party
Yeah, she got the sauce
All my jewels up on Dipset
Bongo By The Way
Home alone, 2 sisters
Diamonds on my arm, cha, cha, cha
No necesito
[Chorus]
Call me papasito
Be wearing see-through
Finger lickin’, sweet as creme brulee
Be wearing see-through
Up and down your body, bench press
Ended in the suite though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, she call me papi
Comin’ to my crib, Uber or the Lyft?
Yeah, she do it my way
She flashing me tho
She flashing me tho
Puerto Rican mamis, Cuban linkin’
Yeah, she call me papi
Call me papasito
Like I’m Carlito
I don’t give a fuck if you and you related
I just wanna know what them niggas did
Kisses got me missing on my baby
Won’t you do me in my dooli baby?
Forrest Gump I’m running, [?] 2 could play it
She flashing me tho
We goin’ though incest

Jeremih – Poppin 2 No Panties (Cinco De Mihyo Mixtape)

Señorita, let’s just sit back and let’s sip slow
Tried to put me on they Snap, I had to push her off my lap
Girl 1: Que estás haciendo ahora?
Girl 1: Es Cinco de Mayo, vamos a tomar tequila?
You kill it, small talk, she look back, scream "Dada"
I can’t just let this go
Ayy, I don’t think they got no panties on, damn!
‘Cause she call me daddy for damny
No panties, no problem, I’m backin’ how they see, yeah, them chachas
She brought a friend, we had our friends
Girl 2: Mm, no sé, ahora o a la noche?
Girl 2: Hay que celebrar! Con Jeremih?
Why my wrist look like the glow, glow, glow?
It’s 21 Savage, she too bad for Montana
Go, just if I say must say so
Talkin’ Orville Redenbacher to you
I was poppin’ fine, poppin’ to you
After party, poppin’ too
I ain’t felt this way before
Harlem Shake these hoes like Mase and Diddy
She pop for the pocket too
Gettin’ cake, talkin’ soccer to me
Everywhere we pop her too
Her hair and her nails ’cause she fancy
It’s Margarita Monday, shawty need a runway up on Hollywood
Bongo By The Way
I said I don’t think she got no panties on, damn!
I came in here to ball out
Fuck ’em all, if they act sadity
Ayy, blah blah, that ass, that bumbum
Oh, you pop her too?
[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Yeah, yeah, oh shit, it’s a good day, summer with the top down and we smokin’ wood

And I got so many views, I had to get that ass smacked
Listen, you call her, you dippin’, we all know
Your girl call me papi too
She came in here to ball out
Feel bad if you an opportunist
Tell the haters, blockin’ "no no no"
She leavin’ but not with you
You makin’ niggas call her (brr) Can I get your number?
[Interlude: Girls talking Spanish]
Girl 1: Ay Jeremih!
She got her man, I say "so so so"?
Yeah, she said play her favorite song, she got no panties on, I’m good

[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
Yeah bitch, we be poppin’ too
It’s litty when we poppin’ through
Oh, see freaky girls, got ’em in the [?] world

And I’m not one to holla if you ain’t got no dollars
Her baby daddy can’t stand me
Who the man when I pop in your city?
Yeah, yeah, got a couple bad bitches and I had a bad week but now I’m all good
Ayy, I don’t think they got no panties on, damn!
Oh, oh you bonita señorita

Yeah, had to push her off the lap, I had to push her off my lap
[Chorus]
Why my neck look like the po po pos?
Ain’t no..
I said I don’t think she got no panties on, damn!
Sparkle the bottles, we got it litty

Organized Noize – Anybody Out There (feat. Joi & Sc (Organized Noize Album)

Make some noise
[Interlude]
Organized Noize
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Make some noise
Make some noise

Is anybody out there?

Organized, Organized, Organized
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Organized, Organized, Organized
Make some noise
Make some noise

Organized, Organized, Organized
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Is anybody out there?
[Intro]
Organized Noize, [?]
Is anybody out there?
Make some noise
Organized, Organized, Organized
Is anybody out there?
Is anybody out there?
Make some noise
Is anybody out there?
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Organized Noize, [?]
Organized Noize
[Chorus]
Atlanta
20 years
Organized Noize
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Is anybody out there?
Organized, Organized, Organized
Organized, Organized, Organized
Atlanta, 20 years
Make some noise
Organized Noize, [?]
Organized, Organized, Organized
Organized, Organized, Organized
Dungeon family, Atlanta

Atlanta, 20 years
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Atlanta, 20 years
Organized, Organized, Organized
[Outro]
Organized Noize
Organized Noize, [?]
Atlanta, 20 years
Is anybody out there?
Dungeon family, Atlanta
Organized, Organized, Organized
Is anybody out there?
[Chorus]
Atlanta, 20 years
Organized Noize, [?]
Atlanta, 20 years

Organized Noize – We The Ones (feat. Big Boi, Cee-Lo Green, Sleepy Brown & Big Rube) (Organized Noize Album)

All I know is we keep on going
There’s no right defence, you either with me or nemesis
[Intro: Sleepy Brown & CeeLo Green]
Stand up, the time is over
We now demand compliance
We the ones who fight
[Outro: Sleepy Brown & CeeLo Green]
[Verse 2: CeeLo Green]
No long is the focus irrelevant friction
My sermon is for the children and for the mamas
We the ones who fight
We get together and we evolve
All I know is we keep on going

And always talkin’ ’bout this cookie that I’m burnin’
Stand up to money preaching
My granddaddy and daddy were military, yes
All I know is we keep on going
All I know is we keep on going
And arcade premise
And now they pray for calm ’cause American is nervous
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
So your children will never lose
All I know is we keep on going
All I know is we keep on going

Can’t withstand defiance
[Chorus: CeeLo Green & Big Rube]
Clear your soul and mind of pseudo science
If we don’t stand up, we fall down
We the ones who fight
Well, well
[Chorus: CeeLo Green & Big Rube]
We the ones who fight
[Verse 1: CeeLo Green]
Stand up, it’s time to choose
We the ones who fight
We must test our true might
We the ones who fight
‘Cause you know that
Stand up, you know it’s right
We the ones who fight
Can no longer afford the expense of giving you choice
Fight, test your might
So I speak for reception of this philosophy
And for the daddy’s that ain’t earnin’, I see the answers burnin’
[Verse 3: Big Boi]
Protect the livin’ and give us the spirit to keep on killin’ ’cause
Who seek the true source
Stand up to oppression
Stand up to not releasing
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
This a new flight plan

Without exception, this matter reaches terminal velocity
Applied in course of truth, not fiction
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
From a family of military vets
Stand up with all your might
Well, well
Stand up with all your might
Just pretend to carry on, carry on
Ya heard me, thank you for your service

In those they’ve sired who fight
We the ones who fight
[Chorus: CeeLo Green & Big Rube]
No time for the ones who might
No longer enough for this fight between darkness and light
But that’s just superficial on the surface
We the ones who fight

We the ones who fight
Only the strongest will, that will desire to instill righteous fire
Time’s up
We the ones who fight

Just pretend to carry on, carry on
All I know is we keep on going

Stand up, you know it’s right
His fights that are cuffed tight
[Chorus: CeeLo Green]
All I know is we keep on going
Elevated, thinkin’ higher learnin’
Stand up to all aggression
We the ones who fight
The people open arms ’cause they killin’ us on purpose
God, God blessed them
Speak with a new voice
Between the yellow, the red, the black and white men

Organized Noize – Chemtrails (feat. Jimmy Brown & S (Organized Noize Album)

Skyfold

All over, all over me
[Interlude: Sleepy Brown]
All over, all over you
[Chorus: Jimmy Brown]
All over, all over me
[Interlude: Sleepy Brown]
All over, all over
Sent the information…
[Chorus: Jimmy Brown]
This pilot told my cousin that this global geo-engineering effort goes by the name of quote "Indigo Skyfold"
All over, all over me
‘Cause chem keeps on falling, keeps falling

You better run for cover right now
All over, all over you
All over, all over
‘Cause chem keeps on falling, keeps falling
You better run for cover right now

She is always floating around
This pilot is saying that he flies chemtrails flights
Sent the information given to him by a friend who is still and Air Force pilot
All over, all over me
[Intro]
All over, all over
She falls from the sky straight to the ground
She falls from the sky straight to the ground
She is always floating around

Organized Noize – Why Can’t We (feat. Sleepy Brown) (Organized Noize Album)

(Why can’t we?) Oh, why can’t we?
You like yeah, man, we down there I said shit you for real?
[Bridge]
A love unlike no other
[Bridge]
But when they told me, I was going out and then I said I was down there
(Why can’t we?) Oh, why can’t we?
Oh, why can’t we? (Why can’t we?)
A love unlike no other
Pass our love to another
Pass our love to another
[Chorus]
Ayy, look, they know someone from the SWAT
When we all free, stand together
When we all free, stand together
Oh, why can’t we? (Why can’t we?)
Go and we’ll see, yeah, babe
Go and we’ll see, yeah, babe
Oh, oh, we

Oh, why can’t we? (Why can’t we?)

Shit, I was going at that last week, man
Oh, why can’t we? Yeah, yeah
Oh, why can’t we? (Why can’t we?)
(Why can’t we?) Oh, why can’t we?
In peace, in harmony, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
In peace, in harmony, yeah, yeah
Learn to love each other
And when I call everybody, they to my man like c’mon down here, man
[Outro]
Nigga, ayy man, when you going down now?
Yeah, yeah Oh, why can’t we?
You and me
Oh, why can’t we? (Why can’t we?)
You and me
Learn to love each other
(Why can’t we?) Oh, why can’t we?

Organized Noize – Kush (feat. 2 Chainz & Joi) (Organized Noize Album)

Go on a shopping spree, all about monopoly
Helicopter on my property, propellers properly
Kiss me like you mean it, then pass the kush
Now twist ’em up and break ’em off
Kiss me like you mean it, then pass the kush
For my therapy, I roll some celery

She looks so good on top of me
[Hook: Joi]
Three shots in, baby we too live
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
My philosophy, I like the no-panty type
Kiss me like you mean it then pass the kush
Gonna fuck you later, first pass the kush
Record player spinnin’ on 45
Minnie Riperton, Funkadelic, and Rush
Flow clean, no broom
Record player spinnin’ on 45
Buy a pint just to gargle
Stop playin’ wit’ me boy
Yo, this audible, I’m the rap, carnivore, treat this shit like Carnival
Kiss me like you mean it then pass the kush

I asleep, in a tomb
Three shots in, baby we too live

Minnie Riperton, Funkadelic, and Rush
Record player spinnin’ on 45
Gonna fuck you later, first pass the kush
This a suite, that’s a room
If I don’t smoke one, I ain’t got no appetite
[Pre-Chorus: Joi]
Sticky sweet flowers, they take me higher like your love
Three shots in, baby we too live
Codeine, no spoon
[Intro/Pre-Chorus: Joi]
Three shots in, baby we too live
Drinkin’ straight out the bottle
Kiss me like you mean it, then pass the kush
Now twist ’em up and break me off
I got on the wire that got everybody watching me

Gonna fuck you later, first pass the kush
Record player spinnin’ on 45
Minnie Riperton, Funkadelic, and Rush
All the shit that I endure
Pockets deep, I need goggles
Minnie Riperton, Funkadelic, and Rush
[Hook: Joi]

[Outro: Joi (2x)]
Kiss me like you mean it
Kiss me like you mean it
Kiss me like you mean it, then pass the kush
Gonna fuck you later, first pass the kush

Organized Noize – Awesome Lovin’ (feat. Sleepy Brown) (Organized Noize Album)

You got that awesome lovin’
Every time I think about it
Play from day to night, baby
Every time I think about it

Girl, I’m for real
[Verse 2]
Girl, it gives me chills
You got that awesome lovin’
Loving here again
Yeah, it’s such a thrill
You got that awesome lovin’
Your loving like no other
Girl, I’m for real

It’s such a thrill
Yeah, it’s such a thrill

Burning candles in
Girl, I’m for real
Girl, it gives me chills
You got that awesome lovin’
It’s such a thrill
Loving as we lay
Baby, here we lay
Every time I think about it
Girl, it gives me chills
Yeah, it’s such a thrill
Girl, I’m for real
While we say again
Woo
Girl, I’m for real
[Chorus]

Staring at each other
Here in each other’s arms
Every time I think about it
[Chorus]
Girl, I love to say
Can’t remember when
Every time I think about it
Girl, I’m for real
You got that awesome lovin’

Love, love, love, love
You’re all I need, baby
It’s such a thrill
Love felt so right now
You got that awesome lovin’
[Chorus]
Every time I think about it
Tell you once again
[Verse 1]
I’m so here to stay
[Bridge]
Taking our sweet time, baby

Wavves – Daisy (You’re Welcome Album)

Oh, I know I should get away, get away
Not hitting a thing
Despite what it might mean, I’m not worrying
[Pre-Chorus]
Not hitting a thing
I need to hold her, I need to touch her
[Chorus]
I need to hold her, I need to touch her

They’re shooting at me, grinning through their teeth
They’re shooting at me, grinning through their teeth

I need to hold her, I need to touch her
I’m not worrying
They’re shooting at me, grinning through their teeth

[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
And drove my car into a black hole
[Pre-Chorus]
And my polar bear don’t do what he’s told
Grinning through my teeth
And hitched a ride into the ocean
I pack my things, time to get going
[Verse 2]
I need to hold her, I need to touch her
Grinning through my teeth
My winter lake house is freezing cold
Oh, I know I should get away, get away
Oh, I know I should but I don’t wanna change

Despite what it might mean, I’m not worrying
I pack my shit, time to hit the road