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Preme – Callin’ (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) lyrics

[Intro: Preme]
Why don’t you call on me, yeah, yeah
Call on me, yeah, yeah
You can lay it all on me (you can lay it all)
All on me, whoa
You hit me up and I’ll be on my way (yeah, yeah)
Just show me love and I’ll show you the same (ayy)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
[Verse 1: Preme]
I been searchin’ for you, make way
These hoes searchin’ for a payday
So I don’t really hear the things that they say
‘Cause I don’t really trip unless it’s vacay, yeah, yeah
Just close the door
We jump in the car with nowhere to go
Just us in the road
Pickin’ new place on the globe
She never done this before, yeah
Hot girl with the boy from the corner
When I get it in your soul out
Neighbors is listenin’ close now
And you just be screamin’, “Oh slow down”
You got the world on your shoulders
So you hate bein’ sober
You hate gettin’ older
You so used to bein’ a loner
I tell you, “I love you” you tell me to show you
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
[Verse 2: Preme]
No lie, 23 up on your back, you’re so fly
Oh my, lookin’ like it’s gonna take us all night
All right, she said, “Boy you ’bout to get it on sight”
She my type, we join the mile high club on every damn flight, you damn right
They gon’ ask you who you with? Then they gon’ tell you I ain’t shit
Forget them girls, you know they fake
Your whole clique is counterfeit
And you been ridin’ way too long
For a girl to stay, you wrong
And it’s not a problem ’cause haters talkin’, sound like my favorite song
I tell ’em keep it goin’, yeah
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
You know you mine, you know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Girl you been on my mind
Got some things on my mind
When a real nigga call
She gon’ pick up every time
When a real nigga call
She gon’ pick up every time
For the real, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ya

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Royce Da 5’9″ – Caterpillar Remix (feat. Logic & King Green) lyrics

Are you ashamed to be black?! Fuck you, you piece of shit, mixed, biracial, fucking cunt”
(That’s how they be)
Cole said fuck all this black and white, it’s time to unite
Be who you are, identify as a star
Fuck all the jewelry and money inside of yo car
You still just a person and I’m still dispersin’ these lyrics
Fuck the rap ego shit, just be a good person now that’s the spirit
Shoutout to true emcees that love the culture
From Duckworth to Chano, Jermaine and Joey
And Aubrey and can’t forget Bobby
To every emcee who knows that this is truly a way of life
And not just a hobby, uh, not just a hobby, uh
Not just a hobby, this is a way of life
Shout out to Bobby, the L-O-G-I-C, this shit a way of life
This shit a way of life, yeah See there’s a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip hyenas
You number one when it come to slaughtering mics
I’m tryna be number one in my son and daughter life
Uhh, all you niggas my little rapper babies
Y’all my children, y’all bit my shit and contracted rabies
Don’t you grade me next to these rappers, baby, that’s degrading
My style got so many different facets
I switch into so many different passions
I’m skippin’ class to be fascinatin’
My pen is like Big Ben, this shit’s just a classic waiting
Your favorite rapper come at me, I just decapitate him
I hate congratulating these has-beens who had their highs
These rappers only won their matches because they strategize
I bring Attica to these patterns, and here’s my battle cry
[Pre-Chorus: Royce Da 5’9]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar is firing, ohh
We in the war, where butterflies keep dyin’ (ahh)
[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one
Kid think your number won’t quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it’s all done then your number gon’ switch
[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9]
Hold up, wait a minute
Guess what I’ma never do? Show so much respect to you
That I feel like we’re friends, so now we no longer competitors
That could be the death of you
Never let someone who’s not as smart as you
Gas you up and tell you somethin’ you never knew
Always stay professional, you always gon’ make revenue
Don’t let people next to you that don’t want the best for you
It’s completely normal to hold on to a regret or two
I do what I wanna do, they do what I let them do
Everything these niggas be sayin’ is a fuckin’ lie
It’s nothing I can say to you that is realer
Remember when you praisin’ the butterfly
Don’t you ever disrespect the fuckin’ caterpillar
[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one
Kid think your number won’t quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it’s all done then your number gon’ switch
[Verse 3: Logic]
Yeah, sold a quarter million records in my first week
And BET still don’t wanna let me perform
Maybe it’s ’cause my pigment, maybe I’m being ignant
Maybe it’s all a figment of my imagination
And exaggeration exacerbates that I’m the illest, yes
How many are willing to kill us? Motherfucker, fuck you! We the realest, that’s why they feel us the best
But I don’t give a fuck about this rap shit, not really though
Shittin’ on a brother I should love, man, that’s silly, yo
Fuck all this division and lyrical incision
It’s time to unify cause hip-hop is beautiful, it’s you and I
And it doesn’t discriminate if you black or white
And you Christian or Muslim
It just love ’em and put nothin’ above ’em
I just want to be remembered as a good person
Dispersin’ a message of hope while the world worsens
And the media will still find a way
To turn us into clickbait and misquote
Wanna keep the peace, but if you do that
I’ma slit throats, sike, nah
“Logic’s such a hypocrite”, you can take a hike, nah
Right now, I’m here to talk about suicide and depression
Anxiety, mental health and all that shit you scared to mention
Yeah, I could talk about the millions I’ve amassed
But now just ain’t the time or place
It’s crazy how everyone so obsessed with my race
Cause I’m proud to be black, but matter of fact
If it was flipped around and every time somebody asked me
What it was like to be a white rapper
“What’s it like to be a white rapper, Logic?”
Oh and I was just like, just never talked about it like
“Man, it’s just so great being a white rapper
White, white, white, white everything
White man, being white’s so great, wow it’s so great”
And then some brother was like, “Ayy, ain’t yo daddy black?!”
And I was like “Oh shit!”
And the whole world be like “What, are you scared to be black? [Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
You will not be able to stay home brotha
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on scag and skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised
[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one
[Post-Chorus: Royce Da 5’9]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing, ohh
We in the war, where butterflies keep dyin’ (ahh)
[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9]
I’m a product of Parker Lewis and Kubiak
If I didn’t do this, where in the fuck would you be at?

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Swae Lee – Touchscreen Navigation lyrics

(Hey) Like what’s the occasion? [Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
Let the top down for some ventilation (yeah)
Touchscreen navigation, get me to my destination
If you can’t get over me, it’s because the good vibrations
50 large in my pants like, what? (Hey) Like what’s the occasion? (Hey) Like what’s the occasion? [Verse]
Just dunked a girl in the pool
There’s plenty room in my SUV when I’m on the avenue
Rich bitch, I’m on to you
If it’s mine, it ain’t up for grabs
I make ’em pay me in cash
If the last didn’t last
It’s ’cause they didn’t love you like they should have
So I’ll get you from the train station
Know you don’t mind, so I’ll have the tree waitin’
If it’s on my mind then it’s on yours too
I’ll make the first move and I guarantee you’ll call me back, yeah
Cupid got a bounty on me (on me)
Trouble done found you
Banded up ’cause you’re callin’ (ooh)
Banded up ’cause you’re callin’ (yeah)
And I was homesick these past Februaries
Runnin’ around hopin’ payback was sweet
Money up, now we really flexin’
I take it out of park like
[Chorus]
Let the top down for some ventilation (yeah)
Touchscreen navigation, get me to my destination
If you can’t get over me, it’s because the good vibrations
50 large in my pants like, what? [Intro]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
[Chorus]
Let the top down for some ventilation (yeah)
Touchscreen navigation, get me to my destination
If you can’t get over me, it’s because the good vibrations
50 large in my pants like what?

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Swae Lee – Red Wine lyrics

[Verse 1]
Don’t you run away (hol’ up)
I caught you on a wave (yeah)
I’m not tryna follow the blind
And you not tryna be left behind
It takes more than two shots (ooh)
To wipe my memory clean
And I was bustin’ in blocks
Just to hear you sing (oh, oh, oh, girl)
[Chorus]
Good girl (hey)
I’ll see you in the daytime
I’m just too lit for white wine (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Good girl (hey)
I’ll see you in the daytime
I’m just too lit for red wine (lit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (uh huh)
[Verse 2]
You wanted to go down in this place
This good gas has me in a good space
Between the money and the women, I wake up still in a daze
Daze, daze
No roleplay
Can’t roleplay
Oh, yeah
Enjoy your trip
Just be you and I’ll be all that I can be
This love got you borderline crazy
I crashed on your shore, oh
And now let’s move forward

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Swae Lee – Offshore lyrics

[Chorus: Swae Lee & Young Thug]
I took a trip offshore (ayy)
Took the whip offshore (yeah)
I took a chick offshore
You should get out more (hey, hey)
And you should get out more, you should get out more
Baby, take a lil’ tour (oh)
When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
That’s what it’s here for (that’s what it’s for)
Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star
Bunch of young niggas on a crash course (do it large, do it large)
Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store
Yeah and take it too far (ayy)
[Verse: Young Thug]
I’ma let you vibe all day
I don’t mind if you try it all day
You know Thugger let you ride all day
Yeah, let you ride all day
You can go get what you like all day
It feels wrong but it’s right, no, baby
Perky got me lookin’ at your body all day
And it feels right, my baby, yeah
Baby steps when you walk
You got baby steps when you walk
High heels on your feet when you walk
High heels on your feet, baby
Lambo, them legs ajar, yeah
And a Maserati truck, the doors in the back ajar
Let’s get it on, baby
Make your mouth get it, get it gone, yeah
Like a motorcycle, get it on, baby
Yeah, perform foreplay
So in love, I can buy the bitch a ring every day
Stop this rap shit, turn to a mob any day
Bossman, I could get homie dropped any day
I’ll slap the shit out Donald Trump any day
Brand new assistant I like, any day
Better get it right if you don’t want gunplay
I’ma do it right and fill up the driveway
Bentley on the side and it’s sittin’ on LeBron James
911 Porsche got me takin’ you on a date, ayy
Pistol Pete mobbin’, I’m bangin’ it all day
Baddest and the baddest and the baddest like all day
I ran up the millions, I did it all my way
Hundred dollar bills and I like ’em all straight
Real talk, I’m a neat freak
And lil’ mama fold my clothes like a neat freak
You say you doin’ somethin’, ya uncle reading right through your wrong
Hoes can’t talk when I talk where I’m from
32 pumps make ’em run, Forrest, run
Monte Carlo, poppin’ my collar
Wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin’ Rock
I say wrestle that ho like The Mothafuckin’ Rock
So I let it freeze up
Eat the cake, got amazing cake
These bitches hatin’, they throw rice by the case
I’m ridin’ down Memory Lane
Catchin’ feelings like I’m Walter Payton
I just wanna throw love at this evenin’
Christian Dior with the ski
Bad bitch, yeah, make believe
Barney Balmain on my jeans
Bleedin’ like a Tampax Pearl
Mistake, let it rain on your world, ayy
Your diamonds, yeah, they wet like the bottom of the shore, yeah
Better stop playin’, say you quick like sand, oh my God
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I took a trip offshore
Took the whip offshore (yeah)
I took a chick offshore
You should get out more (hey, hey)
And you should get out more, you should get out more
Baby, take a lil’ tour
When we hit that floor, all the money downpour
That’s what it’s here for
Do it up so large, do it up so large, like a breakout star
Bunch of young niggas on a crash course
Going overboard, going overboard, we can hit that store
Yeah and take it too far [Intro: Young Thug]
Ear Drummers
They think it’s woman inside me
‘Cause the way I wear my tees and my jeans, ayy
(Where do you wanna take me?)
Little do they know they women (Don’t play with me)
Got marks all over her knees, ayy
(Maserati)
[Pre-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Rollin’ off you
Rollin’ off you, you overdosin’ off my kiss
And the joke is on you
Joke is on you if you fall for that old nigga, hey!

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Swae Lee – Lost Angels lyrics

[Verse 1]
Winter’s over, let the sun in
Wife-beater on me, let’s pour the rum
Wife-beater on me, I’ll take you on
I’m the closest and you’re shinin’ like a summer solstice
Everyone’s tryna figure you out
On the patio and we’re just strung out
And I know what you’re into
Fortune tellers couldn’t tell you what to do
If I seem like I’m bad news
[Chorus]
Then hide from me, girl
I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria
I’m fuckin’ takin’ you serious
Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl)
In love, no typical love
I’m a smokin’ gun and I’m still on the run
[Verse 2]
Tan Jeep out front with the Rollie on
Nine deep and we’ve been away from home too long
I’ma make your bitch choose
Five liters in the cooler
Five liters in the cooler
You can pose with your poodle
Drive fast in your new car
Drive fast in your new car
I’ma give you that bling
Kiss the big face that I love dearly
That nigga ain’t near as cool as me
Hate with all your might, I’m coolin’, b
And I’m sure you’ve never had this experience before
Helicopter on the roof, let’s soar
And I’m out on the west like Schwartz
Niggas fuckin’ up the golf course
So that’s what rich niggas are doin’ these days
Yeah we get money like 10, 12 ways
And on a restless night
She gon’ take me where I need to go
In the backseat of the Maybach, where we used to get on
And you want real love
One that’ll make you feel like you just woke up
[Chorus]
I think you better hide from me, girl
I want a good girl, and you fit the criteria
I’m fuckin’ takin’ you serious
Hide from me, girl (hide from me, girl)
In love, no typical love
I’m a smokin’ gun and I’m still on the run

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Swae Lee – Heat Of The Moment lyrics

[Chorus]
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment I know I can trust myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment, I can count on myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment I know I can trust myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment, I can count on myself
[Verse 1]
It’s no suggestion comin’ from me
I’m just somebody that cares
And you can front like you don’t feel me
You most definitely care
And if there’s some kinda hold on your love or your heart
Then baby, why lie? [Intro]
Hey, hey
Hey
Chopsquad
Ooh
In the heat of the moment, I know I can…
Yeah
DJ the beast on this banger! You’re killin’ me like a homicide
Needing more excitement for your double life
Here’s the drugs for your sore eyes
From friends that are hard to come by
Let’s just hope that my phones don’t die
So you can reach me
I know I’m changin’ for sure
Lay in the lowest of love
And you saw me transform
And there was no cure
[Chorus]
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment I know I can trust myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment, I can count on myself
[Verse 2]
I wonder sometimes, if the one that’s passed me by
I wonder sometimes, if somebody’s lovin’ you right
Table’s turned all of a sudden
Riding by my side, like on a trollie
Father, God, they want my money
Heart on fire, they never could crush it
Twisting up my dialogue
Sorry, but I’m wide-wide eye buggin’
Something else you need from me
But would you even take a bullet? Let me buy your time
Even though I wiped off your kiss
And I shouldn’t say too much
Becaue it’s what I do, that really sinks in
[Chorus]
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment I know I can trust myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment, I can count on myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment I know I can trust myself
In the heat of the moment, in the heat of the moment
In the heat of the moment, I can count on myself

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Swae Lee – Heartbreak In Encino Hills lyrics

So you’re on home base and I’ma steal
I picked you up, your chest like the Man of Steel
I might just save that girl like the Man of Steel
I might just pull up on stainless steel
Don’t gotta question, ’cause I know she will
Only someone involved can stay the night until (ooh)
But I think we both know how it feels (ooh, yeah)
This morning when we took shots and cheered
You just realized that you had somethin’ real (ooh)
But I’m the one that don’t know how to deal
I’ma a-a-always seal the deal
I’ma womp, womp, womp then seal the deal
With them diamonds that you can see from here
If they aren’t A-list, just leave ’em there
‘Cause you’ll be hearing about us everywhere
When the squad roll up, they couldn’t help but stare
Ayy, I’ma just sit that there
She got a ass, she gon’ just sit it right there
I like a bad bitch when she long hair, no care
I won’t ever go on no cab
I said, “You wanna take a shot?,” she said, “Heck yeah”
Other niggas over there disrespect, yeah
I say, “You tryna be down?,” she said, “Heck yeah”
Off the drink, baby, I’m a wreck, yeah
In the backseat, when I get the neck, yeah
Got me runnin’ to you for some sex, yeah
But for one night, don’t know how to feel
About a heartbreak story in Encino Hills
[Chorus]
I’m the one that won’t know how feels
But I think we both know how it feels
Gotta make it so hot like fire drills
And took a ride ’cause I spent cash on them wheels
Go get your bag, girl, I’m not the third wheel [Intro]
Uh, uh
I’m the one that won’t know how it feels
How it feels
[Chorus]
I’m the one that won’t know how feels
But I think we both know how it feels
Gotta make it so hot like fire drills (ayy)
And took a ride ’cause I spent cash on them wheels
[Verse]
Go get your bag, girl, I’m not the third wheel
You’re still a bad girl after all these years
Yo, didn’t I give you the NyQuil?

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Swae Lee – What’s In Your Heart? lyrics

(What’s in these drinks I spilled?)
Baby, don’t tell me no lie (Baby, don’t tell me no lie)
I don’t have time for this (I don’t have time for this)
Drinkin’ this, pourin’ your soul out
(Drinkin’ this, pourin’ your soul out)
What’s in these drinks I spilled? (Is in your heart for real)
(what’s in your, what’s in your )
[Verse]
I’m gonna pass this time I wouldn’t want you to find (find)
I left the house last night
‘Cause there was too many vibes (too many vibes)
Drivin’ me while she wild, I cannot steer (cannot steer)
Baby wanna come be near (be near)
Drivin’ me while I cannot steer (cannot steer)
Baby wanna come near (come near)
But my eyes criss and cross and I’m already gone
And it’s not hard to see (to see)
Plus that over-the-counter was put to good use
Yeah, that’s just what I did
I could tell she ready when she came up out her shirt
And she laid up on me
Do what you feel and I feel what you say
And I see what you mean
[Chorus]
What’s in this cup for real? (For real?)
What’s in your heart, for real? What’s in your heart, for real? (For real?)
What’s in your heart, for real? [Bridge]
I already told you, you already froze up
I am really frozen
I already told you, I already rolled up
What’s in your heart, for real? What’s in your heart, for real? (What’s in these drinks I spilled? Was this bitch for real? (For real?)
Was this bitch for real? What’s in your heart, for real? Baby, don’t tell me no lie
I don’t have time for this
Drinkin’ this, pourin’ your soul out
[Chorus]
What’s in this cup for real? What’s in your heart, for real? What’s in this cup for real? (For real?)
Was this chick for real? (Is in your heart for real)
What’s in your heart, for real? [Intro]
What’s in these drinks I spilled? [Outro]
What’s in these drinks I spilled? What’s in your heart, for real? What’s in your heart, for real? What’s in your heart, for real? Was this chick for real? What’s in your heart, for real? )
Baby, don’t tell me no lie (Baby, don’t tell me no lie)
I don’t have time for this (I don’t have time for this)
Drinkin’ this, pourin’ your soul out
(Drinkin’ this, pourin’ your soul out) (For real?)
What’s in this cup for real?

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Rae Sremmurd – T’d Up lyrics

Dripset, O.D (O.D), gimme room like a nigga obese (obese)
I’m iced up, 1017 (yeah), M.O.B. need M.O.E
Big boss, Bruce Lee, aye, Jxmmi (Jxmmi)
T’d up like a nigga ten feet
T’d up, I ain’t never on E (the hits)
Young nigga out the S-S-I-P (SIP)
Yeah countin’ money, not sheep (no sleep)
Took off and the paint KD (yeah), now clap for the M.V.P
(Sremm, Sremm)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (woo, woo)
[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Overachiever, had to let my seat up
Had to tell that girl that it was a one on one
In the spot, she on the bus
At the bank, I’m in a rush
And she followin’ me, I’m like no wonder
We should hop off choppers since we got sleeved up
Both my arms, they freeze cuts (freeze cuts)
Late night and it’s gettin’ so uncut
These girls, they don’t tease us
I let the cash go
I leave a wet floor
I’m in the end zone
Still a no flex zone (flex zone)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn, yeah)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, yeah, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, yeah, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (yeah, woo, woo)
[Outro: Swae Lee]
Yeah
Yeah [Intro: Swae Lee]
Controls
EarDrummers
Chopsquad
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn, ayy)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (woo, woo)
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
I’m so fresh I need a fuckin’ lint brush
I don’t want the truck if it ain’t lifted up
Drink so fast, I just done got the hiccups (hic, hic, hic)
Took her shoppin’, she think I’m the shoe plug
Come back from the dead, I feel like Frankenstein
Five chains on my neck and they got hangtime (yeah, yeah)
Niggas rap, but they don’t even stay around
Rollin’ weed and baby, yes, I hang glide
Bring in them hundreds, end of discussion (crush it)
Bad chick blushin’, turbo bustin’ (giddy up, giddy up)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no, ayy)
I T’d up (woo, woo, ayy, woo)
[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Snakes on me, I’m G’d (G’d), in every way, I’m T’d
These girls comin’ in teams, we drinkin’ CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
Young niggas so hot like steam, can’t go out sad, not me (not me)
Colorblind, I’m seein’ blue-green, blue-green? Blue-green (green)
Blue flame and I tip like kings (like kings)
Car got wings, car got speed (got speed)
Roll up by the P, I’m T’d (I’m T’d)
EarDrummers, one time, what it do?

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Rae Sremmurd – Rock N Roll Hall Of Fame lyrics

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Whip so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we’re kicking down the doors
I wouldn’t trade this life for anything, it wouldn’t be the same (same)
Everybody saw me taking off (taking off)
Fuckin’ what they say, party hard (party hard)
Everyone around me is rock ‘n roll hall of fame
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
We’re the ones in charge now, who are y’all? Looking at this chick like, ‘Where we goin’?’
If you’re not a ten, you can never get in my car
Jumpin out the cab, tell em let my hand go (woo)
Diamonds everywhere and they dance like disco
Rubber bands pop, that’s how I let my cash go
Need a wristband, bad bitch at my shows
Standing on the stage like Axl Rose
If you can see my eyes, then you’re way too close
Baby, I’m the one that had a scandal
I don’t play the bass but I keep the band goin’
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Whip so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we’re kicking down the doors
I wouldn’t trade this life for anything, it wouldn’t be the same (same, yeah)
Everybody saw me taking off (taking off)
Fuckin’ what they say, party hard (party hard)
Everyone around me is rock ‘n roll hall of fame (rock ‘n roll hall of fame)
[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
I don’t need a Wraith to see the stars
I look into the mirror, there they are
No, I’m not Shawn Michaels but I’m breaking hearts
And the way I’m living, it’s so Rated R
Everyone ’round me fillin’ up they cup
Smile for the camera, middle finger up
Look at my mouth and you gon’ see a blunt
I might be leanin’ like I need a crutch
If he a hater, I’ma let him hate
But if the energy negative I stay away
25/8 I be up for the cake
25/8 I be up, boy
We takin’ trips over the border
I got two girls in my bed and they bored
I’m feelin’ pain, I don’t know how to show it
Put on my chain and it feel like it’s snowing
Ear Drummer Records, we the bang
Keep a lil’ hit on the charts and they know it
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Whip so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we’re kicking down the doors
I wouldn’t trade this life for anything, it wouldn’t be the same (same)
Everybody saw me taking off (taking off)
Fuckin’ what they say, party hard (party hard)
Everyone around me is rock ‘n roll hall of fame
[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Road rage in the Lamb’ like a Dodge Durango
Three chains on, yeah, goin’ Django
Ten days on the road, two days in the same clothes
Party so hard, I’m immune to hangovers
Hardy Boy, on God, jumpin’ off the top rope
Me, I showboat, them, they do the utmost
Love her then I’m gone, I’m a rolling stone
Flexin’ what I have, young nigga macho
[Bridge: Swae Lee]
Jumpin out the cab, tell ’em let my hand go
Diamonds everywhere and they dance like disco
Rubber bands pop, that’s how I let my cash go
Need a wristband, bad bitch at my shows
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Whip so fast, I never take a pause (oh, woah)
No more talk, we’re kicking down the doors
I wouldn’t trade this life for anything, it wouldn’t be the same (same)
Everybody saw me taking off (taking off)
Fuckin’ what they say, party hard (party hard)
Everyone around me is rock ‘n roll hall of fame

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Rae Sremmurd – Perplexing Pegasus lyrics

Took off on these niggas, caught a JetStream (yeah)
[Chorus: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi]
Jump in the Pegasus (on them horses)
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah, we bad)
All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly (hey)
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus (on them horses)
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (woah, yeah)
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’ (on them horses, skrrt) (yeah)
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (woo, yeah) (yeah) [Intro]
Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Jump in the Pegasus (on them horses)
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah, we bad)
All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly (hey)
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus (on them horses)
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (woah, yeah)
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’ (on them horses, skrrt!)
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (woo, yeah)
[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Lil’ Jxm’, I got a problem (hey)
I’m in love with money, I’m in love with ballin’ (yeah)
Gotta keep my phone on vibrate, how these bitches callin’ (brrr, brrr)
Neiman Marcus’ shawty and I ain’t window shoppin’ (yeah)
2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin’ game (game)
Bubble Gum OG, I’m smokin’ on a different strain (woo)
Niggas stealin’ sauce, they need to stay up in their lane (lane)
Baby, we on top and that ain’t ever gonna change (Sremm)
Put you boys to shame (shame on you)
Pull them foreign’s out
And put you boys to shame (shame on you)
Going hard on a bitch like Major Payne (yeah, yeah)
Say my name (Jxm)
They ain’t know how to spell it, so I put it on my chain (skrrt, skrrt)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Jump in the Pegasus (on them horses)
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah, we bad)
All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly (hey)
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus (on them horses)
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (woah, yeah)
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’ (on them horses, skrrt)
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (woo, yeah)
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
All these, hundreds got me siftin’ (yea, yeah)
G35, needs a liftkit (yeah)
Man dirty cup I’m grippin’ I mean it’s a pig pen
Leave your chick within five feet of me, wouldn’t risk it (woo, risk)
Niggas cannot stop me, told ’em just to face it (brrrp)
Aston sittin’ low (lower), damn I scraped it (hey)
She like, “Spread your wings, ’cause it’s the Pegasus” (woo)
I’m like, “I might go and take the spot, because of negligence” (yeah)
Oh, barricades ain’t holdin’ me (ayy)
Money on me, but that ain’t controllin’ me
Last night had bitches bogin’ me, like they go at me?

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Slim Jxmmi – Changed Up lyrics

Huh? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? Huh? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? [Intro]
Run it, oh
Yo
Ear Drummers
I ain’t even got a blunt right now? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? This ain’t me
Who this is? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? Huh? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? [Chorus]
Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? [Verse 1]
Damn, I done came up, now a nigga stacking green
I could go and buy Supreme but I’m in love with Gucci jeans
Shawty in love with my steez, bring these bitches to their knees
I got all this fuckin’ swag and I can’t even (sigh)
I can’t even stop it, all these watches that I want
I stack it up, then cop it
Guess the lesson of the day is keep stackin’ your dollar
And them bitches chasin’ me so I ain’t gotta holla
[Chorus]
Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? I said, damn, e’rrbody want a piece when you’re up
When you’re down, ain’t nobody ’round
Tell me what the fuck? Huh? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? You were never one of my niggas
You were never one of my homies
Tell me how? Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya? [Verse 2]
Ayy, I feel like Jay-Z the way I’m pulling strings
Feel like I wrote the book the way I’m running game
They think I’m a crook the way I take him
I don’t even wanna call a hoe ’cause she on go
Ayy, Uncle Jxmmi fresh, I’m talking head to toe
Ayy, I’m still puttin’ on for Tupelo
Ayy, I treat a 20 like a groupie hoe
Head down, head up, get down on the floor
[Chorus]
Oh, you sayin’ I done changed on ya
How I changed on ya?

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Slim Jxmmi – Growed Up lyrics

[Chorus]
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
[Verse 1]
(Uncle Jxmmi, yeah)
We ain’t ridin’ bikes no more, we ain’t ridin’ no scooters (ooh, ridin’ no scooters)
Spent two thousand on these don’t step on my shoes (ooh, wipe my shoes)
Word on the street, young Jxmmi got swag, got juice (ooh, Jxmmi got juice)
Just touched down in the city and I’m feeling brand new
Big diamonds on me, big ballin’ is my lifestyle
My pockets so deep, I could prolly stuff a hunnid thou’ (woo)
Baby, if you love me you gon’ hold it down (woo, woo)
I’m on a money mission right now
[Chorus]
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up (ayy)
[Verse 2]
Goddamn, young, young nigga growed up (young nigga growed up)
I’m in the spot with the high-rollers (roll up)
New drop and it’s souped up (souped up)
Makin’ love to the money, Kamasutra (ayy)
Yeah, I had to have it, had it with me like I’m Brad Pitt
I’m tryna get it the fastest
And make sure my family don’t work for shit
Young nigga growed up, Grammy’s when I roll up
Hunnids on hunnids, wallet can’t even hold ’em
When you the underdog, you gotta show ’em
You know I’m ballin’, baby, like DeRozan
20 missed calls, I’m busy at the moment
Niggas was hatin’ on us, turnin’ bogus
I never let her interrupt my focus
I had to get it nigga so unnoticed
[Chorus]
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up
Young, young nigga done growed up [Intro]
Yeah
Ear Drummers
Marzerati
Uncle Jxm!

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Slim Jxmmi – Keep God First lyrics

[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Ooh, brrr
[Refrain]
Kept me ’round with the same team (same team)
And we all got the same dream (same dream)
Diamonds whipped like ice cream
Hit it hard, make a girl scream
Young nigga livin’ a dream (dream)
Young nigga livin’ a dream (dream)
Feel like Belly ’cause I’m gettin’ cream (100 bands for a kilo, nigga)
Cash rules motherfuckin’ everything (everything)
[Verse 1]
Ayy, ayy, me and you ain’t the same
We in a different lane (we in a different lane)
Yuh, uh, uh, you a fool for even trying to compete with me
Uh, shit I’m doin’ you would think it was make believe (for real)
Ayy, hit her once, late night, then I made her leave (made her leave)
Ayy, don’t forget your purse, girl, don’t forget your keys
Uh, I’m so high right now, I look Japanese
Ayy, if you ain’t speakin’ facts, I don’t wanna converse
‘Cause, uh
[Chorus]
You know that God come first
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first (let’s pray)
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first (yeah)
You know that God come first
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first (what you sayin’)
You know my family come first
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first
[Refrain]
Kept me ’round with the same team (same team)
And we all got the same dream (same dream)
Diamonds whipped like ice cream
Hit it hard, make a girl scream (uh)
Young nigga livin’ a dream (livin’)
Young nigga livin’ a dream
Feel like Belly ’cause I’m gettin’ cream
Cash rules motherfuckin’ everything
[Verse 2]
Yeah, told the jeweler
All my pieces gotta be flooded
Young nigga gotta come correct (woo)
Young, but I got my hoes in check
Yeah, homie I’m an A-lister
I don’t really worry ’bout niggas (nope)
Fuck a trend, I’ma start a movement
On the rise, nigga, on the wave
Y’all better get used to it (better)
Park the Bentley, I’m showin’ off (woo)
Drop the top just to show it off (yeah)
My people with me, we don’t toast with y’all
Mob stuff, we in overhaul
Everything I’m doin’ it’s for the team
All I need a little Henny and weed (woo)
That’s gon’ put me where I need to be
And I need these hatin’ ass niggas to keep
My name out they mouth (keep my name out they mouth)
I ain’t got no time to argue with you, man, I got this money to count
We don’t politic with these clowns
We straight out that Mississippi mud
These hoes tryna see me right now
I’m sorry, baby, that’s a dub
[Chorus]
You know that God come first
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first (let’s pray)
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first (yeah)
You know that God come first
You know my family come first (they do)
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first (what you sayin’)
You know my family come first
You know my squad come first
You know the money come first
You know that God come first
(Woo, woo)

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