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Replay Middlelands Virtual Rave-A-Thon Sets From Krewella, Kompany & More

MiddlelandsVirtual Rave-A-Thon took place over the weekend — and the sets have made their way online already. If you need a recap, 16 live performances and hours of entertainment await.

Krewella, Kompany, SayMyName, 4B, GG Magree, Tokimonsta and more throw down thrilling live sets for Insomniac‘s latest Rave-A-Thon series, masked up and ready to take on quarantine.

During these unprecedented times, these streams — the music and the artists — have helped us through.

Raise thy Shields for it’s time to rave!” Middlelands declares.

Watch here and stay safe!

Middlelands Virtual Rave-A-Thon (Playlist)

 

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Adam s Apple – Ksi featuring Alesa lyrics

Lyrics KSI – Adam s apple

End of this, you’re gonna really want to kill me
End of this, your fans are really gonna feel me
Never miss, whenever suckers wanna grill me
Sorry, miss, I gotta kill him with the click, click
I didn’t really wanna do this
So my fans be saying “who this?”
But they really wanna view this
Know you’re dying when I shoot this
Had your ex all in my DM’s
Pillow talking in the DM’s
Trust me, nigga, take a seat
Gonna have this on repeat
Naga Viper with the heat
Mr. Z Man on the beat
Adam had to eat the apple
Time to kill him in a chapel
Adam really s**t the bed
How you gonna s**t the bed?
Alesa told me you were crying, nigga, this s**t had me dying
Had to clean up all your noodles
I expect that from a poodle
And you know the best part?
Adam thought it was a fart
Damn nigga, haven’t even pulled the trigger
You should never try to diss the nigga
One-seven millie, still I’m bigger
I don’t care about your bank report
At least I’m never paying child support
But why your baby momma saying that you ain’t even paying that?
Ain’t a game, so you never feel like playing that?
Stop the music b*tch, and go back to blocks
You’ll make more money versuri-lyrics.info
And when it comes to shocks, I got more coming
When it comes to cocks you a small summin’
When it comes to flops, you’re the first running
When it comes to pops you ain’t there sonnin’
Nigga, tell me why the f*ck you’re cutting yourself?
How you’re gonna be a dad when you’re cutting yourself?
But it’s not all you’re doing
You f*cked up and I know you’re brewing
Time to reminisce, I hope you’re hearing this
I didn’t wanna be the one to be out blaring this, but f*ck it
Behind the mask you’re a prick
What you did made me sick
Smearing blood on this chick
Yeah, let’s talk about Dawn
Slappin’ and choking from dusk ’till dawn
Then blaming your alter egos
What the f*ck? That’s not cool amigo
That’s not Adam, that was John that hit you
That’s not Adam, that was Shaun that beat you
That’s not Adam, nah f*ck you Adam
Any woman beater gets the f*cking heater
R.I.P. like Rita, hope you like my feature
That’s your baby momma
Flew her over just to end the saga
KSI, I’m the king of drama
Karma, karma, kicking down like Sparta
You will always be a dreadful father
Post Malone, he ain’t savin’ s**t
Your tattoos are s**t
Chronic masturbator
Coming now and later
Why you horny looking at an alligator?
I’m your violator, this the bar on my mission
Nothing can save your dead vision, b*tch.(adam s apple)

Ayy ayy, aaayy ayyyy
Ayy aaayy, GG motherf*ckerrr.(adam s apple)
Ksi lyrics
Video apple

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PartyNextDoor – Damn

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I was trying to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Left me alone in the streets
Now you done woken the beast
All these GG snakes on me
Shopping sprees after shopping sprees, I go
I go, yeah, should have seen the sign
[?] love’s blind, I guess danger gets me excited
I am on a threesome diet right now, baby
I’m taking trips to Miami traveling down seven keys
Ducking off, sipping Grey Geese
Never thought you plea these actions I did
Never thought you had my head on a leash
Never thought you had my heart tryna leave
Saying things I never speak about
I’ma handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, you’re not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Fér!
They said you used to be the one that used to two step, baby
But I’m too rich for that to happen, whoa whoa
Like Ali, I’ma bounce back off the ropes
In my Jordan’s, yeah, Jordan with the tongue
In my Kobe’s, yeah, hitting 81
And I’m going gold, find a badder one
Let the check blow, now that’s platinum
I’ma recoup, buy the blue coupe
Bought a new house, that’s a new roof
I’ma make lemonade out of lemons, got a sweet tooth
And I learn from my truths
And learn from my last
And learn from my past
I knew this won’t last
Just tell me quick fast

[Bridge: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
So I can handle it just like a man
Popping bottles just because I can
Ain’t gone never change who I am
Kumbaya, I’ma still do my dance
And handle mine
I’ma handle mine, your not mine
But God damn, it’s about time you define what we is

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn
If you love me go and show it to me
Passion, passion, passion, passion, I need passion
God forever man forever, baby, god damn
I shot to make this bed, baby, god damn
Brr, God damn
Grr, God damn
Whoa, God damn
Whoa, God damn

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FRENCH MONTANA – Hotel Bathroom lyrics

Off top, baby

[Hook]
Hotel bathroom
Hotel bathroom
Smoking in the bathroom
To the hotel bathroom
Hotel couch, fucking on the hotel couch
Hotel bathroom
Fuck you on the hotel bed
Yeah, baby
Up and down it feels like
Heaven must feel so light
Ain’t gon’ lie, I can’t wait

[Verse 1]
Hotel Cabana
AOD, hunnid dancers
GG on the Phantom
South Beach, condo
Free life
Free Max B for one night
Wait for it, hang tight
Everything go
Naked bitches
Everything goes
Dip in that Ghost
Ra-ra, kill that noise
Take a break, cigarette smoke, yeah
Hit it one time and you can’t feel your toes

[Hook]
Hotel bathroom
Hotel bathroom
Smoking in the bathroom
To the hotel bathroom
Hotel couch, fucking on the hotel couch
Hotel bathroom
Fuck you on the hotel bed
Yeah, baby
Up and down it feels like
Heaven must feel so light
Ain’t gon lie, I can’t wait

[Verse 2]
Whip the white with my closed eyes
Flip two or three to that four, five
She was the brain to my story
Her baby daddy was boring
Motel 6
We fucked in the bathroom, Motel 6
Don’t tell this
But you ain’t no motel bitch
Do right, be right there like you Spike
Court side seats like
Take a break, cigarette smoke, yeah
Hit it one time and you can’t feel your toes

[Hook]
Hotel bathroom
Hotel bathroom
Smoking in the bathroom
To the hotel bathroom
Hotel couch, fucking on the hotel couch
Hotel bathroom
Fuck you on the hotel bed
Yeah, baby
Up and down it feels like
Heaven must feel so light
Ain’t ‘gon lie, I can’t wait

[Outro]
On the hotel floor
On the hotel floor
In the hotel shower
In the hotel bed
In the hotel shower
In the hotel

[Hook]
Up and down it feels like
Heaven must feel so light
Ain’t ‘gon lie, I can’t wait
Yeah, baby
Up and down it feels like
Heaven must feel so light
Ain’t ‘gon lie, I can’t wait

Hotel bathroom

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Minzy – 니나노 (feat. Flowsik)

어머나, 나 참 원
처음 듣는 멜로디
Turn up the lights
시선은 내 차지
요란한 my drum
새로운 fantasy
누가 어쩌던
나는 handle it
Show me show me what you got
오늘 밤 가식은 없지
Come on come on 바로 너
리듬에 맞춰서 step을
흥이 나면 네버 엔딩
감각적인 내 feeling
소스라치게 놀라긴
이게 난데

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노

뭘 원하던
기대이상이지
Won’t you burn it up
아직도 멀었니
모두 내겐 yes
전부 끝내주지
아무도 못 할 걸
따라올 수 없지

Show me show me what you got
오늘 밤 가식은 없지
Come on come on 바로 너
리듬에 맞춰서 step을
신이 나면 네버 엔딩
창의적인 내 feeling
소스라치게 놀라긴
이게 난데

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노
니나노 니나노

Yo fresh out the 이발소
깔끔한 치아 터져가는 지갑 속
내 힙합 flow 위인들의 집합소
톡 씹는 이유 지나치게
바뻐 가만히 있어
시작 내가 들어오면 누워있던
놈들의 자세는 직각으로 인사
I got it from my 아버지가 그러셨지
제시간에 도착했다는
자체부터가 인마 지각 지각
몸으로 니나노 니나노 yah
입술로 Figaro Figaro yah
민지 not MC 하지만 난 진지
게임오버 밥 먹자 GG bae

꿈에 그린 파라다이스
멈출 수 없는 춤을 춰
구름 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance
너와 나의 파라다이스
닿을 수 없는 곳까지
하늘 위로 파라다이스
두 손을 올리고 let’s dance

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Shy Glizzy – Congratulations

Young Jefe Homes
Congratulations

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 1]
Look here I’m a boss my nigga you all fraud
For ten grand large my nigga he take you off
Young Jefe I’m a God them bitches they praise the lord
I’m really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy you need to stop yeah put that shit in park
Monday I’m in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain’t what you want nah this ain’t what you want
Bitch got mad at me wanna hit it from the front
Everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose but look at me bitch I won
A nigga play with Glizzy he get hit with Glizzy gun

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 2]
Yeah its Glizzy season
Fuck whoever your team is
Pussy ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin’
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Nigga we ain’t beefin’
I come through your hood squeezin’
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin’
Late night I be creepin’, police always geekin’
These niggas big and bad ’til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It’s Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I’m on another level that these niggas don’t be reachin’
If you ain’t talking money then what language is you speakin’

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Outro]
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Congratulations

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Chief Keef – Go (Two Zero One Seven Deluxe Album)

[Intro: FTR Drama]
Ballin’ like I’m Michael, cuz Sosa from Chiraq
Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq
BSG, we 3Hunna, we be thuggin’ peep my tats, You be fuckin’ with them ho niggas
Get blown off the map. FTR shit nigga, GBE shit nigga, Chiraq to Clipsburg Sosa in this bitch (Sosa Baby)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be shining, cus all my diamonds, I spent a dub on
I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo bitch she love it
My lil niggas hot, they knock ya top off
Indicted for sellin’ out my house and doin’ drop-offs
I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
Im from 300 O’Block, you a real nigga, knock-off
Glock 40, clip hold fifty boy don’t shot down
That Mac hold a hunnid shots, don’t get shot down in yo’ town
I make it rain 100’s and 50’s, on all these stripper hoes
No feelings but I’m addicted, to all these stripper hoes
My shooters, tote K’s and rugers, look like a gun show
Talk outside of yo’ mouth, boy you gone get gunned down

[Hook: FTR Drama]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

[Verse 2: FTR Drama]
This 40 I keep it on me, like it’s hoey
She on me, she wanna fuck me, but she don’t know me
Its Drama, I’m ’bout that drama, I do the troopin’
I’m ballin’, bitch I’m ballin’ but I ain’t hoopin’
My dog gone, my car do 1 5 we ’bout that shootin’
We winnin’, ain’t no prentendin’, You niggas losin’
He tryin’ me, somebody found ’em, with his eyes shut
You bitch niggas try and diss niggas, you will get lined up
Foreign, my gun is foreign, these Gucci’s foreign
GG, through the GG, boo and its borin’
Strip club I threw ’bout ten up
I had it pourin’, Harm he
Bitch at the body, my niggas scorin’

[Hook]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

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Chief Keef – Go (Two Zero One Seven Album)

[Intro: FTR Drama]
Ballin’ like I’m Michael, cuz Sosa from Chiraq
Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq
BSG, we 3Hunna, we be thuggin’ peep my tats, You be fuckin’ with them ho niggas
Get blown off the map. FTR shit nigga, GBE shit nigga, Chiraq to Clipsburg Sosa in this bitch (Sosa Baby)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I be shining, cus all my diamonds, I spent a dub on
I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo bitch she love it
My lil niggas hot, they knock ya top off
Indicted for sellin’ out my house and doin’ drop-offs
I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog
Im from 300 O’Block, you a real nigga, knock-off
Glock 40, clip hold fifty boy don’t shot down
That Mac hold a hunnid shots, don’t get shot down in yo’ town
I make it rain 100’s and 50’s, on all these stripper hoes
No feelings but I’m addicted, to all these stripper hoes
My shooters, tote K’s and rugers, look like a gun show
Talk outside of yo’ mouth, boy you gone get gunned down

[Hook: FTR Drama]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

[Verse 2: FTR Drama]
This 40 I keep it on me, like it’s hoey
She on me, she wanna fuck me, but she don’t know me
Its Drama, I’m ’bout that drama, I do the troopin’
I’m ballin’, bitch I’m ballin’ but I ain’t hoopin’
My dog gone, my car do 1 5 we ’bout that shootin’
We winnin’, ain’t no prentendin’, You niggas losin’
He tryin’ me, somebody found ’em, with his eyes shut
You bitch niggas try and diss niggas, you will get lined up
Foreign, my gun is foreign, these Gucci’s foreign
GG, through the GG, boo and its borin’
Strip club I threw ’bout ten up
I had it pourin’, Harm he
Bitch at the body, my niggas scorin’

[Hook]
Hittin’ licks and movin’, bricks I’m servin’ all the white folks
Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow
Ballin’ like im Michael, shining like some white gold
Got some hittas in the midst, loadin’ up them rifles
Go (2x) she heard that I might blow
Go (2x) I’m ballin’ like I’m Michael
Go (2x) I’m shinin’ like some white gold
Go (2x) They loadin’ up them rifles

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Jefe – Give It Up (feat. 3 Glizzy) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro: Jefe]
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up, yeah

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 1: Jefe]
Why these niggas playin’ like they ain’t heard how I ride
Heard some pussy niggas talking, wasn’t never outside
Bitch I talk that plug talk and I got mob ties
I put fifty on his head and his whole fucking mob die
Fucked up fast, I hope it don’t come back to haunt me
Remember back then, the little hoes they didn’t want me
Well now I’m getting money and I rock that damn Givenchy
Them bands got me limping, I’m so motherfucking clumsy
14 years old, I went to juvie for an O
16 years old, I stuck my dick in my PO
18 years old, I was whipping up the dope
By 20 years old I was getting 20 for a show

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

[Verse 2: 3 Glizzy]
Get your bitch ass on the ground, shut the fuck up
Came too far, before I go back everybody gettin’ stuck up
That bitch got you fooled, I could never fall for no slut
These niggas nothing like us, I live by code of conduct
I done seen it all, it’s kind of hard for me to trust
She seen the way I ball, it wasn’t hard for me to fuck
Ever since I was at juvie I been cutting up
Pull up on a nigga’s ass, hop out and hit him up
Do my dirt by myself cause these niggas might give me up
Lil nigga, you talk too much, you ain’t no G, you a bluff
This shit come from the heart, I couldn’t make none this up
Any nigga play with GG, I’ma come and spray your shit up

[Hook: Jefe]
I heard you chasin’ that lil slut, you need to give it up
Soon she get a lil somethin’ she gon’ give it up
Boy watch them niggas who around ya, they gon’ give you up
So keep that jealous shit from ‘round me, go and get the fuck
You never thought I’d get this far, come on and give it up
I used to run up on them niggas, make ‘em give it up
I made a promise to my mama, we gon’ live it up
So if a nigga run up on me gotta hit ‘em up

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Jefe – Love Me (feat. Ralo) (The World Is Yours Album)

[Intro: Jefe & Ralo]
Jefe!
FamGoon
Let’s get it
I just want you to love me
You know they ain’t gotta love you nigga
You know I love you

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

[Verse 1: Jefe]
See I’m a big dog, you lil niggas is puppies
You better get to know me before you try to trust me
Just cause he shake your hand that doesn’t mean he your buddy
Young man respect man or else it gotta get bloody
I been rocking my jewelry, been totin’ my tooly
Cause I heard some pussy niggas talkin’ ‘bout they gon’ shoot me
They call me Jefe, no lil nigga [?]
Go check my resume, them motherfuckers salute me
Remember when I had faith and nobody didn’t
Boy that’s ok, now they can be my assistants
I’m on blue hill avenue, I’m feeling like Tristan
I got money, got bitches
And I got ammunition

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

[Verse 2: Ralo]
They gon’ L-O-V me from Atlanta to DC
FamGoon, GG, told my niggas we all eat
They try to take another chain then we gon’ take a nigga’s life
We in the club every night and I dare a nigga to strike
I get that cash, I can’t get enough
I just want all of my niggas up
If he fall I’ma pick him up
I give him my all but ain’t givin’ up
They hit the [?] when they hear from us
Ain’t none of these niggas the shit for us
I thank god for that prison bus
This for the niggas that dissing us
I gave my heart to my bitch, she got more heart than these niggas
Just because them niggas wishin’
Don’t really mean they be witcha
I don’t have nothing to give
If you leave I won’t miss ya
Tell them they out of the picture
Ain’t none of them niggas official

[Hook: Jefe]
GG, that’s my kin
Yeah forever we thuggin’
Go and ask my bitch
I bet she don’t want for nothing
We load up with them sticks
When we go out in public
How the fuck could you hate me
When I came up from nothing?
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
I just want you to love me
Just want you to love me
This shit can get ugly
I just want you to love me

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Jefe – Congratulations (The World Is Yours Album)

Young Jefe Homes
Congratulations

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 1]
Look here I’m a boss my nigga you all fraud
For ten grand large my nigga he take you off
Young Jefe I’m a God them bitches they praise the lord
I’m really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy you need to stop yeah put that shit in park
Monday I’m in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain’t what you want nah this ain’t what you want
Bitch got mad at me wanna hit it from the front
Everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose but look at me bitch I won
A nigga play with Glizzy he get hit with Glizzy gun

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 2]
Yeah its Glizzy season
Fuck whoever your team is
Pussy ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin’
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Nigga we ain’t beefin’
I come through your hood squeezin’
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin’
Late night I be creepin’, police always geekin’
These niggas big and bad ’til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It’s Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I’m on another level that these niggas don’t be reachin’
If you ain’t talking money then what language is you speakin’

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Outro]
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Congratulations

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Jefe – Congratulations Lyrics

Young Jefe Homes
Congratulations

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 1]
Look here I’m a boss my nigga you all fraud
For ten grand large my nigga he take you off
Young Jefe I’m a God them bitches they praise the lord
I’m really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy you need to stop yeah put that shit in park
Monday I’m in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain’t what you want nah this ain’t what you want
Bitch got mad at me wanna hit it from the front
Everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose but look at me bitch I won
A nigga play with Glizzy he get hit with Glizzy gun

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 2]
Yeah its Glizzy season
Fuck whoever your team is
Pussy ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin’
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Nigga we ain’t beefin’
I come through your hood squeezin’
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin’
Late night I be creepin’, police always geekin’
These niggas big and bad ’til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It’s Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I’m on another level that these niggas don’t be reachin’
If you ain’t talking money then what language is you speakin’

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Outro]
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Congratulations

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A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Macaroni

[Verse 1]
Nigga don’t tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a hoe and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon’ put it in song
We ain’t get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin’ on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it cause I’m really putting on where my city at
Highbridge nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don’t wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back

[Hook]
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don’t get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don’t get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin’ bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

[Verse 2]
My nigga don’t tell me what to do
Mel went to school for shooting hoops and then he learned to shoot
Had to lock myself inside the booth, that’s how I kept my cool
Saw my nigga Quado on the news, that’s why I kept my tool
Don’t you try to tell me nothing nigga you don’t know me
Done with this bottle, fill me up I need another Rosé
Got to hit a couple hittas up when I’m by my lonely
I think they already know wassup, I don’t fuck with phonies
Lately I been running out of time, I need another rollie
Lately I been on the west-side, don’t need no other homies
Diamonds on my pinky finger blinding, all the bitches on me
I look at her and tell her call me, hold up matter fact

[Hook]
Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM I don’t get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy don’t get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin’ bartender yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah

[Outro]
Macaroni in a bowl
The way she mix it up
They way she mix it in a bowl
They way she mix it up
Macaroni in a…mix it up

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Shy Glizzy – Out The Block

[Hook]
I keep my pistol on guard if you run up you get shot
Put him in a box give no fuck about no op
My niggas got locks so I’m screamin fuck the cops
All this dope money bitch I got it out the block
Bottles been popped bitch I got it out the block
Don’t you see my watch yeah I got it out the block
Gotta keep my Glock when I’m standing on the block
Everything I got yeah I got it off the block

[Verse 1]
OK bitches by the three and I’m in here with my heat
Drinkin on that lean and I’m not gon hardly sleep
I had a long day running round with GG
I came to the A just to talk about them Ps
Cash on deck you don’t have to send no mas
I got to spend a bus boy go head and fill it up
40 cal with them hollows better fill em up
Lookin at my chain I might have to hit him up
I just got a call that my youngin caught a rap
Same nigga whole hood thought he was a rat
They can’t keep it G no more unless you getting charges
Wonder how he came home he told on everybody

[Hook]
I keep my pistol on guard if you run up you get shot
Put him in a box give no fuck about no op
My niggas got locks so I’m screamin fuck the cops
All this dope money bitch I got it out the block
Bottles been popped bitch I got it out the block
Don’t you see my watch yeah I got it out the block
Gotta keep my Glock when I’m standing on the block
Everything I got yeah I got it off the block

[Verse 2]
Shout out to the few niggas that still keep it real
Them niggas who ain’t snitchin rather sit they ass in jail
The popos can’t be worried that they took no fuckin deal
I got a situation I ain’t got no fuckin deal
Before I was a rapper I had 20 and a flow
This rap shit ain’t too bad I get 20 for a show
Change up on my niggas now my niggas all I know
Boy yo ass a pussy you get chained up for a ho
I been on my bullshit ain’t been feelin like myself
But shit, I don’t feel like no one else
I’mma slam on a nigga I don’t need nobody help
Never will I be a hater I hear that’s bad for your health

[Hook]
I keep my pistol on guard if you run up you get shot
Put him in a box give no fuck about no op
My niggas got locks so I’m screamin fuck the cops
All this dope money bitch I got it out the block
Bottles been popped bitch I got it out the block
Don’t you see my watch yeah I got it out the block
Gotta keep my Glock when I’m standing on the block
Everything I got yeah I got it off the block

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Monsta X – Roller Coaster lyrics

[Wonho] Oneureun waenji seolleyeo
Ganmane gibun joheun baram
Byeolgeotdo anin ge nal utge hae
[Minhyuk] Banboge banbokdoen haruga
Naegen da muchaesaek ireon naege niga natanasseo

[Jooheon] Eoseo balpeo uri gwangye Beep Beep
Chulbalhae duri sinnage imi
Deultteoisseo oneul bamen chikchik hage
Bonaegi silhji geuraeseo sowoneul bilji
Bilbil bireo naui jininim
Sowoneul malhaebwa andeureojum GG chiji
Jichigi silheo jigeum i gamjeong
24 hour naege ttak haruman jwo

[Hyungwon] Mideul suga eopseo geojitmal
Kkumeseoman bodeon isanghyeong
[Shownu] Oneureun eotteon hyanggiro nal hollilji
[I.M] Deureotda nwatda nareul michige hae

[Kihyun] Neon rolleokoseuteo
Eotteon mallo pyohyeonhal su eoptneun gibun
Naege jumuneul georeotni
Ni ape seomyeon teojil geot gata
[Jooheon] Neurige hogeun ppareuge
Maeil banbokdwae machi rolleokoseuteo

[I.M] Oh God pullyeobeorin donggong
Neol bojamaja haneun il naeryeonohgo
Machi mwoe hollin deusi machi mwoe michin deusi
Bonneungjeogeuro neukkimjeogin neukkimi wasseo
Girl you gotta feelin’ this problem
Jigeum nege jeonsokryeogeuro tteoreojyeo
Manheun saenggak ma eochapi sago nage dwae isseo

[Hyungwon] Mideul suga eopseo geojitmal
Kkumeseoman bodeon isanghyeong
[Shownu] Oneureun eotteon hyanggiro nal hollilji
[I.M] Deureotda nwatda nareul michige hae

[Kihyun] Neon rolleokoseuteo
Eotteon mallo pyohyeonhal su eoptneun gibun
Naege jumuneul georeotni
Ni ape seomyeon teojil geot gata
[Jooheon] Neurige hogeun ppareuge
Maeil banbokdwae machi rolleokoseuteo

[Wonho] Sungan cheoncheonhi seulloumosyeoncheoreom
Mabeobe ppajin geotman gateungeol
[Minhyuk] Neoui ireumeun ijebuteo Baby Baby Baby

[Jooheon] Nal deureotda nwatda haneun neon Bad Girl
[I.M] Nal ije jebal gamanhi jom naepdwo
[Jooheon] Ppareudeon neurideon byeonhami eopseo
[I.M] Rolleokoseuteo neoga nae kkeutieosseo

[Kihyun] Neon rolleokoseuteo
Eotteon mallo pyohyeonhal su eoptneun gibun
Naege jumuneul georeotni
Ni ape seomyeon teojil geot gata
[Jooheon] Neurige hogeun ppareuge
Maeil banbokdwae machi rolleokoseuteo