Normani – Checklist lyrics

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Like you come wait for it
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got the addy don’t need no GPS’s (uh, uh)
Let ’em shine, let ’em shine
And kick ’em in the asses (uh, uh)
Don’t lie, don’t lie
You tryna keep me like a checklist (uh, uh)
Slow one, slow one
But they call like they [?] (uh, uh, uh)

[Post-Chorus: Wizkid]
I see you
Straight up by the head and wit’ it on
Baby, you’re a blessing wit’ it on
Come teach me a lesson wit’ it on
Yeah, I see you
Straight up by the head and wit’ it on
Baby, you’re a blessing wit’ it on
Come teach me a lesson wit’ it on

[Verse 1: Wizkid]
Come show me where when I’m nearby
Might show you where they check bow[?]
Might show you when I’m nearby
Gimme all to you if you check out
When you moving and around me
Make me feel like you won’t drown me
Make me feel like you are wit’ me
Only you know how to get me, but

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Got the addy don’t need no GPS’s (uh, uh)
Come and shine and come and shine
And I’ll kick ’em in the asses (uh, uh)
Don’t lie, don’t lie
You tryna keep me like a checklist (uh, uh)
Slow one, slow one
But they call like they [?] (uh, uh, uh)

[Post-Chorus: Wizkid]
I see you
Straight up by the head and wit’ it on
Baby, you’re a blessing wit’ it on
Come teach me a lesson wit’ it on
Yeah, I see you
Straight up by the head and wit’ it on
Baby, you’re a blessing wit’ it on
Come teach me a lesson wit’ it on

[Verse 2: Wizkid]
Might throw your body like the necklace
No [?] I really gonna touch this
Girl so good when you want this
This straight one put you on the checklist
May loving the love, but it’s wreckless
Girl I’m a sinner, come bless me
Baby, ain’t no stressin’
Say bye so you kill with that vibe
Uh

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Got the addy don’t need no GPS’s (uh, uh)
Come and shine and come and shine
And I’ll kick ’em in the asses (uh, uh)
Don’t lie, don’t lie
You tryna keep me like a checklist (uh, uh)
Slow one, slow one
But they call like they [?] (uh, uh, uh)

[Outro: Wizkid]
[?]
So you’ll gonna kiss til’ my life end
Baby girl show me your vibe
Baby girl show me your light
[?]
So you’ll gonna kiss til’ my life end
Baby girl show me your vibe
They control, on control

Kevin Gates – I Got U Lyrics

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I’m him
Don’t trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it’s not true
I’mma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I probably rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Dirty dollar getter
On the phone with one of my hittas
Drop the bands
Pots and pans
In the kitchen, bagin up sand
I’m not carin’
One of my mans
He owed me 100 bands
Say no names
[?]
Push one button your feet the air
All for me to sit back in this chair
I’m hands on I’m everywhere
[?]
Cold sport but Life ain’t fair
Go back platinum one more time
After that its
Say she love me okay yeah
Let me rip and go somewhere
Step out dressed in sweatsuit dapper
They might say I’m [?]
In the slums you never there
Paid protection, you meant protection
Big old weapon bottle [?]
From the projects we in Paris
[?]
Sipping fanta out a can

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I’m him
Don’t trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it’s not true
I’mma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I don’t prolly rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real

[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
Screeching macking bouncing
Big old booty bouncing
I’m pouring up two ounces
This shit flow like a fountain
This shit tall like a mountain
We in here money counting
Sometimes its so astounding
Blowing this loud we lounging
Fix your face stop pouting
Bae I’mma take you shopping
I told you stop [?]
GPS re-routing
When [?]
You better not get to shouting
I’ll show you I’m really about it
Don’t make no scene in public
[?]
Get in this room, get full of this liquor, same one I dick you down in
[?] making that face I’m pounding
Making that face you [?]

[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real
In the mirror
I’m him
Don’t trip
I got you
I got you
I got me
Just get you
Selfish, it’s not true
I’mma show you how I can do
Throw it back when you rock the move
Reason why I don’t prolly rock with you
I got me
I got you
On the real
Do you feel
This here
In your ear
Dick up here
In your ribs
On the real
From the real

Travis Scott – HOUSTONFORNICATION Lyrics

[Intro]
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
Float around town, do that on the daily

[Verse 1]
How I’m supposed to feel safe, twelve live adjacent (twelve)
Yeah, crib built like a prison where that bitch is gated (yah)
Yeah, spendin’ all my time up there gettin’ faded (it’s lit)
Yeah, handin’ out the E! to the Entertainment (alright)
Yeah, you know on this side it’s poppin’ and it’s dangerous (pop it, pop it)
Ridin’ through the clouds we goin’ through the vapors (phew, phew)
I’m just tryna get the paper, stayin’ out the papers
It ain’t easily done, it ain’t easy (yeah)
Pop a seal like it’s Chris, make it look Breezy (it’s lit)
Wedding bands on my fist, it is freezing (straight up)
Throw the bands get a kiss, then she leave me (cash)
I just want the peace, it’s still Lambo’ over Mercedes, yuh
Just built the Astroworld playground to play with my baby, yuh (my baby)
Had a few pop singers, anyone could be yo’ mama (yeah)
Had some real conversations with my nigga Bill, about Congress, yeah (straight up)
We at the fest, come and link, per-reques, yeah (alright)
Send the pin, drop it in, GPS, ah (yeah)
Seein’ flashes, oh, no-no, that’s my neck, yeah (it’s lit)
I’ve been livin’ paranoid, watch yo’ step (yeah yeah)

[Chorus]
Ain’t never freein’ up and never let y’all, man
We always forgive, but don’t forget easily (oh no)
Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
Life is just a maze, goin’ through my phases (yeah)
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
If it rise on the East, land on the West
We gon’ make that shit pop, bust it for a check
Call the plays, link the squad, we gon’ make it cash

[Verse 2]
Yeah, nobody can press me but the press
Nobody can check me when it’s chess (ah, nah, for real)
They comin’ at my neck like Gillette (Gillette)
I’m out the cash, that’s the butterfly effect, yeah
I’ve been locked in for so long, I done got dreads, uh
Took the girl off the net, worked it up the net, uh
Iced out watches for the game, Patek the set
Had to move up off my block, it took finesse, yeah
Just keep droppin’ them bombs, you should probably save your breath, yeah
We ain’t gone play the steel, why you tryna funk the flex, yeah
All my dogs in my wheel, they gon’ ride you to the death, yeah
Elevator up the hill we ain’t never take the steps, uh (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Ain’t never freein’ up and never let y’all, man
We always forgive, but don’t forget easily (oh no)
Cut my phone off so they can never reach me
Life is just a maze, goin’ through my phases (yeah)
I might need me some ventilation
A little vacation, Houstonfornication
Mind redefine new renovations
Space coupe back out of the space station
If it rise on the East, land on the West
We gon’ make that shit pop, bust it for a check
Call the plays, link the squad, we gon’ make it cash

Stargate – 1Night lyrics

[Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m afraid of forever
And I’m afraid like never
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
21, 21
I’m kissin’ on your neck for one night (for one night)
I’ma treat you like my wife for one night (for one night)
Give you the Bentley, let you ride for one night (for one night)
And I’ma put you on a flight the same night (the same night)
I got a problem and this sh*t ain’t really right (really right)
I be switchin’ different women every night (every night)
I don’t save numbers, it’s a waste of time (waste of time)
You say that you a wifey but you never could be mine (never mine)
One night, one night (one night)
It might be the best night of your life (your life)
They say I need to settle down, I tried (I tried)
Savage gettin’ married, phew, yeah, right (21, 21)

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
You’s a drinker, you’s a smoker
Been a loner, you ain’t in the mix
You a brick house, you a 36
Shawty on the low been gettin’ money in and out
Shawty from the zoo, an animal like In-N-Out
I ain’t ’bout commitment, show you what this pimpin’ ’bout
If they ain’t told you, I’ma tell you

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m afraid of forever
And I’m afraid like never
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night, yeah

[Chorus: 21 Savage & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m kissin’ on your neck for one night (for one night)
I’ma treat you like my wife for one night (for one night)
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night

[Verse 3: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Got a bitch in every room like a smoke detector
One white, one white just like salt and pepper
Shh, don’t be selfish, don’t be selfish, baby
Only one seat in that black Mercedes
Ah, ah, in there standin’ on the couch
Pass ’em out like a f*ckin’ voucher
Vroom, love the way you motormouth
Skrrt, GPS straight up to the house
You f*ck with Sean in the D, all in his DMs on Instagram
You f*ck with Wiz in the P, comments on all of his Instagrams
You f*ck with Drake in the 6, just admit you’re a believer
It’s never cheaper to keep her

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m afraid of forever
And I’m afraid like never
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night, yeah

[Chorus: 21 Savage & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m kissin’ on your neck for one night (for one night)
I’ma treat you like my wife for one night (for one night)
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night, hey, ayy, ayy
I’m kissin’ on your neck for one night (for one night)
I’ma treat you like my wife for one night (for one night)
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night

[Outro: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl, go ‘head and give it up
I’ma play with you for one night, one night
All we ever need is one night, one night

Elliott Trent – Vegas Love Lyrics

[Intro]
I don’t always say much
But I always say enough

[Verse 1]
Once again we back where we started
You played the game and i won the game and left you broken hearted
I’m sorry, and I mean that
I met one from the jump
But your love hurts so in return i threw a punch and it’s all bad
The good is gone
Not really, my feeling’s strong
I’m in the lobby, it feel like home
Debating on pick up the phone
Cuz’ i feel guilty but then I don’t
Dream just turned into hope
Should I pull up leave and take a chance
[?] just take a stand

[Pre-Chorus]
Ace, Jack
Your queen and i’m king
It was back
Too much to eat and see
Roll the dice
Roll the dice
I’m hoping I won’t crap out
GPS in love
Cuz’ we really need this mapped out

[Chorus]
I was all in
All bets on us
Gamble what I love
Put in a million on us
Million on us
Nah, it wan’t enough
So i’mma double up
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love

[Verse 2]
We arguing about skeletons in our closet
It’s break up, then make up
Real love remains uncharted
Conversation and good sex
Couldn’t focus on a picture man
It was a beautiful thing too bad
I never see you with your man
I took the chance
You did me wrong
I got the feelings
That’s what she own
I feel like Bobby [?]
I stormed out and now you’re all alone
Left you in the hotel
Now i’m back in this casino
For your love i bet a milli
While i sip [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Ace, Jack
Your queen and i’m king
It was back
Too much to eat and see
Roll the dice
Roll the dice
I’m hoping I won’t crap out
GPS in love
Cuz’ we really need this mapped out

[Chorus]
I was all in
All bets on us
Gamble what I love
Put in a million on us
Million on us
Nah, it wan’t enough
So i’mma double up
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
That Vegas love

[Bridge]
Tell me what to do
I can’t risk losing you girl
What’s the one price for love
Price for love
What’s the price for love

[Pre-Chorus]
Ace, Jack
Your queen and i’m king
It was back
Too much to eat and see
Roll the dice
Roll the dice
I’m hoping I won’t crap out
GPS in love
Cuz’ we really need this mapped out

[Chorus]
I was all in
All bets on us
Gamble what I love
Put in a million on us
Million on us
Nah, it wan’t enough
So i’mma double up
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
Girl you got that Vegas love
That Vegas love

Cdot Honcho – So Long

I’m laughing at whoever doubted me
Ben Franklins kickin it round me
She trying to get close to me
Honestly, she trying to fuck whoever around me
I’m losing count it’s taking too long to count it I need an accountant
That probably won’t work I don’t trust bitches fuck around just have to count it out

Semi matic blow that, shift it, then hop out the bush like a rabbit
Member I had to make pallets
Double g pattern my jacket easy run up get wrapped like a packet
Im running by you I lapped you
Finna start walking you should keep running
Offset Vellanos frame keep rubbing

Can’t see my GPS phone keep jumping
Ain’t shit but yo woman tryna talk about nothing
We already fuck we can’t talk about fuckin
Hit that, rotate, skate, relocate
I’m on that bag ain’t slept in like 4 days
4nem on that they ain’t takin off no days
Pull up this whip you see at a showcase
Only got hundreds just fly through the Tollways

Come in here brain on door ways
Knew I had it when I was on 4way in 4th grade with some bitches from the 6th grade
Spinning them hoes like a tornado
I blow a bitch like a grendade though
She tryna kick it like Fernando
I’m in Miami not Orlando
Roc finding slots in the Durango bitch

(Too much fucking racks on me)
Need me a debit my knot ain’t gone fit
She need a edit she not up on shit
Stay on that porch you can’t come out that fence
1k Givenchy lil hoody ain’t shit
Dragon belt snakes Gucci and shit
Find him in lakes on Google and shit
He play with that cake and we thru wit his shit

Bitch play with that cake and we thru wit you
Put her to work like she sit in a cubical Skrt off this far from a suburu
Hit her throw her in uber pool
She know my time be coming soon
She let me go rising like a balloon
In the cut shining like a spoon
Run up wit wilding like a coon

Really I barely do use them
Sweeprs stay in the cut like a broom
Fuck her never do need em ain’t pay a dollar swiping the room
2 seater wet like what a boat on
I keep a rack like what a coat on
She want to nag bitch you can go home
I’m in my bag been in it so long

Bitch
I’m in my bag been in it so long
Cdot man honcho gang shit takeover gang you already know what the fuck going on man Takeover the mixtape
Aye

Maluma – GPS lyrics

Below are the complete “GPS” lyrics by Maluma displayed. These lyrics were added November 27, 2017.

GPS lyrics

[Intro: Maluma]
Rudeboyz
Esto es una historia real, mi amor
Tú sabes que te estoy hablando a ti
Me ahogo en tus mares, mamacita

[Verso 1: Maluma]
Hoy pienso que ella me ama
Porque amanezco en su cama
Van varias noche de eso
Creo que la matan mis besos
Siento que puedo nadar
Flotando entre sus piernas pongo dulce el mar
Siento que en sus aguas puedo navegar
Ya llegue a la orilla y no me voy a ahogar

[Coro: Maluma]
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6

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[Verso 2: Maluma]
Seis de la mañana, sé que tienes ganas
Pero me lo mama
Me lo mantiene contento
En su mente siempre hay malos pensamientos
Con un beso siempre me roba el aliento
Entre vinos y esposas, ella es peligrosa
En San Valentín pide latigo en vez de rosas
Ella es otra cosa, sabe que es virtuosa
No soy fotógrafo pero en mi cámara posa

[Pre Coro: Maluma]
Mándame una foto que motive
Que me vuelva loco y que me active
Déjame dártelo, yo quiero dártelo
Parte por parte, voy a secuestrarte, no me digas que no

[Coro: Maluma]
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6

[Verso 3: French Montana]
Shawty, I’ma take you where there is no navigation
Pull up to the crib, there’s a sticky situation
Know me, let you cuff her, got her on probation
Hit me when you miss me, I’ma come for visitation
Got up in her head now, silk sheets getting head now
And only when I’m just takin’ off is when we layin’ down
Colombia like tato, hit up Capo like I’m Chapo
Drinking Blue Dot out the bottle, out the case like Desperado
Need no GPS, mami, vamo’ hacer el sex
Conmigo, shawty, no stress, do you right hasta las diez

[Pre Coro: Maluma]
Mándame una foto que motive
Que me vuelva loco y que me active
Déjame dártelo, yo quiero dártelo
Parte por parte, voy a secuestrarte, no me digas que no

[Coro: Maluma]
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6
Yo no necesito un GPS
Pa’ llegarte siempre donde estés
Déjame contarte, yo no vine a amarte
Sólo vine a darte hasta las 6

[Outro: Maluma, French Montana]
Alright, alright baby
You know what it is
When you hear that
You know who it is
Maluma
Dirty boy, baby
Montana!
Maluma!

When You Say

Lyrics to ‘When You Say’ by Jay 305:

–Verse 1: Jay 305–
I’m a baller, baby
September 4th, just like Beyoncé, baby
Save the small talk, girl, I ain’t no counsellor
Hit the 10, free, pay see you bounce it, so bounce it
I know you heard about Jay through your father probably
Got a couple R&B bitches in my pocket
Left the studio with ScHoolboy Q
Now I’m tryna see what’s up with you
I tried to told you, girl, I tried to warn ya
Have you wish that you live in California
Upset, it’s a hell of a view
Got you sayin’ I’m in love with you
But that’s all, yeah, you played yourself
I was gon’ work, work, work but you played yourself
So I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

–Chorus: Omarion–
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’

–Verse 2: Jay 305–
Ooh, I’m back at it
Baby so thick, movin’ fire traffic
Had to hit the backstreets for my lil’ freak
GPS at 35, I be dead 3
Got a full tank of gas and the AC blowin’
Smellin’ good, feelin’ good ’cause the money keep comin’
I’ma get up in that thang while I’m palmin’ your ass
I see you feelin’ yourself, I gotta tell you somethin’
I’ma let you hold me on your front team, yeah
But really you ain’t sayin’ nothin’, yeah
But I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

–Chorus: Omarion–
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’

Rich Homie Quan – Heart Cold

[Verse 1]
They throwin’ rocks behind their hands I’m not surprised
I don’t stand in traps I no longer supervise
I thank God every night before I close my eyes
Beefin’ with them niggas shot at ’em like 3 times
If I’m wrong then I don’t wanna be right
Got my phone in the back of my Levi’s
And I still don’t try no beef ’cause at the end she lied
I got these 100s in the safe stacked up neat high
Fuckin’ hoes gettin’ old, gettin’ money ain’t new
Shawty thinkin’ I’ma business man ’cause she seen homie in a suit
Top drop at anytime need a GPS for the roof
And I don’t really like no nigga who talk a lot rather show me what you gon’ do
Parallel in the parking lot I’m goin’ smoked out in the coupe
Got these 100 dollar bills in rubber bands ’cause I don’t like to carry money loose
Got a couple bands on these niggas’ head if I say the word they gon’ shoot
And I ain’t beefin’ with no nigga ’bout no bitch to me that ain’t cool
It’s too much money to be made out here yeah
Gotta keep my gun it ain’t safe out here
Been stayin’ down can’t show my face ’round here
And I ain’t trippin’ cut the lights out
Got this cross on my chest and you know it’s iced out

[Hook]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ shit head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people, I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole

[Verse 2]
The G code yeah you know I’m stickin’ to it
Turn the volume up on yo’ headphones I wanna listen to it
Keep the top of yo’ head and Batman and let the pistol do it
Can’t close my eyes gotta face my fear just grip and do it
Stick and move you know I’m stickin’ to what we planned
He sick of losin’ I heard he spent all of his advance
Feel like a movie I walked in feelin’ just like the man
On every move I hit up make sure I had my mans
Right hand true if I swear I will never take the stand
I swear I’d shoot you look at the blisters on my hand
Shine bright headlight I gotta make the transaction if you got the bread right
This cross make me feel alive

[Hook]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ shit head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people, I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole

[Outro]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out
Talk hard pipe down
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I see dead people, I see dead people

Heart cold – Rich Homie Quan lyrics

Lyrics Rich Homie Quan – Heart cold

They throwin’ rocks behind their hands I’m not surprised
I don’t stand in traps I no longer supervise
I thank God every night before I close my eyes
Beefin’ with them niggas shot at ’em like 3 times
If I’m wrong then I don’t wanna be right
Got my phone in the back of my Levi’s
And I still don’t try no beef ’cause at the end she lied
I got these 100s in the safe stacked up neat high
f*ck a hoe get old, gettin’ money ain’t new
Shawty thinkin’ I’ma business man ’cause she seen homie in a suit
Top drop at anytime need a GPS for the roof
And I don’t really like no nigga who talk a lot rather show me what you gon’ do
Parallel in the parking lot I’m goin’ smoked out in the coupe
Got these 100 dollars in rubber bands ’cause I don’t like to carry money loose
Got a couple bands on these niggas’ head if I say the word they gon’ shoot
And I ain’t beefin’ with no nigga ’bout no b*tch to me that ain’t cool
It’s too much money to be made out here yeah
Gotta keep my gun it ain’t safe out here
Been stayin’ down can’t show my face ’round here
And I ain’t trippin’ cut the lights out
Got this cross on my chest and you know it’s iced out.(heart cold)

Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ sh*t head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga versuri-lyrics.info
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole.

The G code yeah you know I’m stickin’ to it
Turn the volume up on the headphones I wanna listen to it
Keep the top of yo’ head and Batman and let the pistol do it
Can’t close my eyes gotta face my fear just grip and do it
Stick and move you know I’m stickin’ to what we planneddd.
Rich Homie Quan lyrics
Video cold

Quentin Miller – Addy (feat. Jace)

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh
Woah, woah, woah
[?] what you niggas see me, I don’t know
I stay in the crib and let the money pile up
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
Whole squad on the same page
GPS locked, headed your way

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
All she wants is for me to have fun
All he wants is for me to pull up, yeah
She already know I bought drugs
She hotter than a bubble bath, fuck
That’s how I know that she got me
I’m gon’ look out for my partners
Make sure you send me that address
I guarantee we gon’ pop up

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 3: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh
Woah, woah, woah
And even if I don’t, fuck steppin’ out though
I can always hit the crib, let the money pile up
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
Whole squad on the same page
GPS locked, headed your way

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 4: Jace]
Headed your way
Headed your way
You know I’m drivin’ fast
I ain’t takin’ the slow way
Send the addy, bring some baddies, yeah
We got molly, we got lean, we got Xannies
If anybody askin’ for, we don’t have it
Let me put it in my phone, let me map it
Wood grain spinnin’, ball, play centre
[?] for supper, home and feast, dinner
Pop up like a tulip but these seats can’t be overlooked
We over by the [?] so send a text, we comin’ through
Send a text, we comin’ through, just tell me where we comin’ to
I fuck with her, she comin’ too, all these bands I’m runnin’ through
I’ma be a groupie, look at all these fans I’m runnin’ through
I ain’t never Han Solo, baby, know I got my crew, yeah
So what you tryna do? Yeah
What you wanna do? Yeah

[Outro: Quentin Miller]
What you tryna do?
We can leave here now if you want to
Send me the address, I’ll come over
Then we can do what we want to
We can do whatever you want to
And you know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
Click fast night, you want to

RAY J – Famous lyrics

I just wanna flex on my ex
I just put my name on the check
Nigga smokin’ propane on the jet
Bitches doin’ cocaine on the jet
Fuck all the hater shit, know that you see me
Big wheels, I’m whippin’ a Lamborghini
I see you act like I ain’t nobody
Tryna fuck a nigga high up with your issues
Talkin’ ’bout, “Baby I miss you”
Sentimental and I’m about to put you in your place
You think a nigga wanna diss you
What I’ve been through
I got too much hard for this bitch too
Damn right
I know that you cry when you’re goin’ to sleep every damn night
Damn lights and I ain’t gon’ practice
I fuck around and make another one…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Sick of the lies
Bitch, just look at the time
Look at it shine
Yeah, knowin’ I’m fine
Knowin’ you bitchin’ to fuck up my vibe
Bitch, you a bum
Sorry I ain’t mean it, know where I’m from
Automatic tat-tat-tat out the drum
Got that paper, nigga, I got the funds
Bitches schemin’, nigga, already knowin’
Hoochie season and she already hoein’
She believes I’m ’bout to give her the foreign
She about to bring the best out of me
She got the GPS, know where I’m goin’
She from the ‘jects, but I took her to Florence
Gave her that check so that bitch could get on
Pinkie ring, yeah it’s stainless
Put you in danger when I made you…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Bitch I’m alive, yeah I’m alive
Yeah bitch, I’m alive
I told you fuck niggas you’ll see me in time
And tell all my ex bitches just tellin’ those lies
I told the judge, my right hand to the sky
It wasn’t me, I’m not that kinda guy
She fuck me for fame, look in her eyes
She was the first one to sign on the line
She was the real one to plan it all out
Look at the family, they walk around proud
All because she had my dick in her mouth
Wanna have me in bed while you fuckin’ your spouse
Shows that you still a rat and your man Mickey Mouse
Gotta stay strapped when you walk around now
I got me a badass wife, and I’m happy now, yeah

Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Jay Park – DRIVE (Feat. GRAY)

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Oh yeah girl 내 몸이 힘들어
Oh yeah girl 내 맘도 힘들어
이걸 치료할 수 있는 건

너 하나뿐 girl only you 데리러 갈게 girl 저녁때쯤
언제나 내가 누굴 필요로 했을 때
You was always there fa sho
내가 Jay-z면 너는 나의 Beyonce
Together we can run the world

어떤 차로 픽업 갈까
Take the Foreign 내 옆에는 네 자리
전세기에 태울 수 있을 때까지
It’s all for me and you I’m a keep on hustling

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

우리 열심히 일했잖아
오늘 어디든지 떠나자
Me and you
Girl, I’ll show you the world

세계적인 커플 Victoria와 Beckham
나 알잖아 기대해도 돼
백이면 백 노력할게 girl
No matter what I’ll always be there you superman
꼭 지켜줄게 baby

길 잃을 일 없어 I’m yo GPS girl
어디든 다 갈게 cause you are so special
다음 단계로 가자 on to the next level
걱정은 다 제껴 우리만의 영원한 여행

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Let’s go for a drive
Let’s go for a drive baby
In this foreign car baby
All night long
Let’s go for a drive
Let’s go for a drive baby
You’re the only one that I want, my girl
I’m not a CEO
But I got a lot of money
So Let’s make a video
해변 도로를 누비고 싶어
Baby, are you gonna stay the night

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Jacquees – Eastside letras

[Intro]
Exotic, (Rich Gang)
What you know about the barber shop boys, know (?) type shit. You know what I’m saying? (?)

[Verse 1]
It’s 7 o’clock on the dot, I’m riding shotty
Foot on the gas, I’m tryna get you baby, tell me girl are you ready?
It’s a long way down, (?) from watching for the cops
GPS keep fucking up, I’m tryna find your street
I know damn well I’m right around the corner
I’m bringing some good girl I know that you a stoner

[Chorus]
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side

[Verse 2]
On the east side (?) peace signs
Swerving lane to lane in ‘Quees ride
Say my name again, make you scream twice
And that nine stay on me, make your man think twice
I take you on that other side and put you on some shit
I let you watch me gamble, show you how I make a flip
You know damn well your man don’t want it
All the shots to make you jump up on it

[Chorus]
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side

[Outro]
You know (?) type shit you always get. (?)