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Apollo Brown & Skyzoo – Jordans & A Gold Chain letras

[Verse 1: Skyzoo]
Giving a fuck
I thought Jordan’s and a gold chain was living it up
And still is
Shit it still is depending where you living
And I’m still in the ‘Stuy so "do or die" is still religion
And Louboutin imprints where bitches know the difference, and diamonds are forever so I’m still about a prism
The now and the later like it’s sitting in the prism or prison, depending on if you pronounce different
Wait, that’s Alotta lines, let me pull back the limits
I mean that’s only half like when I’m throwing her my rhythm, but back to the soliloquy
Like back to it literally
Where all of this is off of the back of the truest vision
The sight shooting 20 for 20, cut in twos
And the theme is Carmines and visits to Russian Jews
Find me in Carmines at Carmine’s, a check on my neck and my chicken parm is soft fried
Just following tradition baby

[Hook: Skyzoo]
Giving a fuck
I thought Jordan’s & a gold chain
Was living it up, like yo it is ain’t it?!
Word over here is that it is ain’t it?!
Well ok, ’cause I’m in mine now
Giving a fuck
I thought Jordan’s & a gold chain
Was living it up, like yo it is ain’t it?!
Word over here is that it is ain’t it?!
Well ok

[Verse 2: Skyzoo]
Now how can I perfect this?
Living reckless
Die for my section
The same one where you can get killed without any questions, cops and exes, whether past tense or expected
Like who you was fucking or wherever your last breath is
Or breathe like a Breevort anthem for where the ‘Jects is
It breathe different like blowing rent money in Red Stix
Cuban Linx grams with a lavender fluorescence
That’s 5 mics all on your necklace
It’s just what we wanted to get what we wanted and sit on the numbers
Doors off like the winter’s the summer
And put a check on rewind where recollecting is fine
Tryna loop it like if we forgot to signal the drummer
Preached to us like if there was a plate set in front of us
And loud like if a clip was emptied out like if we found where the drummer was
Hands in the plate that’s in front of us
The same ones mimicking whatever the drummer does
Just following tradition baby

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Drake – Sneakin’

[Verse 1: Drake]
This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
Bout to take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t own it right away, you had to wait on niggas
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know that we at war, yeah

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
You gon make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers niggas start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night and it was outstanding’
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now (blasting)
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon suck it ’till her jaws locked
She gon’ make me put my bitch on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, niggas we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when them heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage aka the reaper huh
Pussy niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

[Verse 3: Drake]
I don’t need love I’m the G.O.A.T
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been tryna change life around for everyone I know
Cause if I don’t share the wealth
Then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1″ man that nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know that we at war

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

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Drake – Sneakin’ lyrics

[Verse 1: Drake]
This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
Bout to take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t own it right away, you had to wait on niggas
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know that we at war, yeah

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in a fucked up position
You gon make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers niggas start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night and it was outstanding’
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now (blasting)
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon suck it ’till her jaws locked
She gon’ make me put my bitch on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, niggas we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when them heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage aka the reaper huh
Pussy niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

[Verse 3: Drake]
I don’t need love I’m the G.O.A.T
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been tryna change life around for everyone I know
Cause if I don’t share the wealth
Then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1″ man that nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know that we at war

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

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DRAKE – Sneakin’ lyrics

This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devils in the details then I’m satanic
Take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on it nigga
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
You gon make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night it was outstanding’
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon suck it til her jaws lock
She gon’ make me put my shit on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, nigga we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when the heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage aka the reaper huh
Niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

I dont need love I’m the goat
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1″ man that nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score

Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance

(Make me call my bro…)

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Drake – Sneakin’ (feat. 21 Savage & London On Da Track) letras

[Verse 1: Drake]
This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devil’s in the details then I’m satanic
Take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on it nigga
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
You gon make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night it was outstanding’
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon suck it til her jaws lock
She gon’ make me put my shit on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, nigga we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when the heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage aka the reaper huh
Niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

[Verse 3: Drake]
I dont need love I’m the goat
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1" man that nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score

[Bridge]
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

[Hook: Drake]
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

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Drake – Sneakin’ lyrics

This is all God’s doing man you can’t plan it
But if the devils in the details then I’m satanic
Take over your city and you can’t stand it
My accountant say you sinking like the Titanic
David Blaine last summer man you had to vanish
I get the hits like somebody pitching underhanded
Got my Spanish ting convinced that I know Spanish
Really when she get to talking I don’t understand it
You ain’t on it right away, you had to wait on it nigga
Man I’m only 29 have some patience with us
Plus I never met nobody from my label nigga
I just pop up with the music then they pay a nigga
Shit ain’t been the same like before
I still love it but I used to love it more
Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
You gon make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

Baby I’m a savage I ain’t romantic
When I come around these rappers start to panic
And they pockets going under like the Titanic
Got some head last night it was outstanding’
They was hatin’ on me then and they hatin’ now
She was playing with me then but she waitin’ now
Used to sleep inside a den I got acres now
I was fighting niggas then but I’m spraying now
I don’t pay no mind to no sneak diss
I won’t spend a dime on a freak bitch
Niggas takin’ cheap shots on some cheap shit
They the type to stand in line for some free shit
Babygirl gon suck it til her jaws lock
She gon’ make me put my shit on call block
We the ones poppin’, we the ones shoppin’
We the one droppin’, nigga we the ones
They the ones duckin’ when the heaters come
You that nigga snitchin’ on your people huh
21 savage aka the reaper huh
Niggas gettin’ shot for all that reachin’ huh

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance
Make me call my bro

I dont need love I’m the goat
I just hit the beat and float
And I’m selling out arenas, but you putting on a show
I been trynna change life around for everyone I know
Cause if I don’t share the wealth, then how the fuck we supposed to grow
Mom’s stressed theres a lot of things we need
Chain smoking in the house it’s hard to breathe
I used to have to hit my T’s with Febreeze
Jordan pull up in the TL now I’m cheese
I’mma turn this TSX to a Benz soon
I’mma see a lot of blessings for my friends soon
150 inch screen in my bedroom
6’1″ man that nigga need some leg room
Shit ain’t been the same like before
They ain’t even wanna look up at the score

Face time with my shawty on tour
And she texting purple hearts cause she know we at war

Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Can’t afford mistakes, not on this end
Make me call my bros for assistance
You gon make me call my bros for assistance
Niggas keep reaching and dissin’
Put me in all fucked up position
Make me call my bros, for assistance

(Make me call my bro…)

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A Boogie & Don Q – Floyd Mayweather

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Had to stop writing you back
Too young for a fucking attachment
I’m like a biker with swag
Zippers on my jacket like I’m Michael Jackson
If you put a knife in my back yeah I promise this gon be the fucking last one
I make a hit every track
Every one I make I say that I got one
Putting the x on the map
You miss your ex and you stay tryna find her
I put the D in her back made a track about it gave it to drama
The face in my rollie is black
Ima flood it up whenever the time come
Most of my hoodies are black
I was trapping before I was a rapper
I got off my ass and I ran it up
That sum in my stash was a hundred bucks
Now under the mattress got hundreds tuck
Niggas need classes to study us
I tell her don’t front and she back it up
These hundreds is lifting my mattress up
You wifing a thot and she acting up
You niggas be fucking the package up
My jeans are Armani I swag it up
I got the collection I madden up
Flooded the bridge out in Avianne I want you to see where im coming from
I want you to see it ain’t no one on one
I want you to know I don’t give a fuck
I picked up your bitch in a drop top I want you to see her when I pull up

[Verse 2: Don Q]
Lil bitch
Come and suck a nigga dick lil bitch
My groupie love when sky rocket
Extra condoms in my side pocket
She came to the show with her man
She left with the gang while he was outside watching
I put that hoe in a lamb i’m cutting through lanes she calling me phsychotic
I put a 4 in a can I’m tryna stay up off the drink so i drive nodded
I pull up my jacket it’s Rick Owen
My neck freezing and my wrist snowing
You niggas look like lick though
Wassup with that pussy, Ya bitch going
They know im important I don’t got to holla I tell my assistant to pick for me
They calling me Jordan my jeweler just make me some rings
I left with like 6 on me
I hear the lies in the rooms when are you guys gonna do?
Reach for this watch boy you stupid
Please do not die over music
Hundreds and thousands they come by the hour
We pumped out the housing you wasn’t allowed in
Need a rollie just to flood it with diamonds
Need a foreign that gon come with no milage
I got that bag and I ran through it
Come to the field bitch I’m Cam Newton
I bought a chopper that bitch got a stand to it
I jump out the van shooting
They throwing on that don and they ran up them bands to it
I still got them grams moving
20 on diamonds they dance when the hand moving
They told me I can’t do it

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A Boogie & Don Q – Floyd Mayweather Lyrics

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Had to stop writing you back
Too young for a fucking attachment
I’m like a biker with swag
Zippers on my jacket like I’m Michael Jackson
If you put a knife in my back yeah I promise this gon be the fucking last one
I make a hit every track
Every one I make I say that I got one
Putting the x on the map
You miss your ex and you stay tryna find her
I put the D in her back made a track about it gave it to drama
The face in my rollie is black
Ima flood it up whenever the time come
Most of my hoodies are black
I was trapping before I was a rapper
I got off my ass and I ran it up
That sum in my stash was a hundred bucks
Now under the mattress got hundreds tuck
Niggas need classes to study us
I tell her don’t front and she back it up
These hundreds is lifting my mattress up
You wifing a thot and she acting up
You niggas be fucking the package up
My jeans are Armani I swag it up
I got the collection I madden up
Flooded the bridge out in Avianne I want you to see where im coming from
I want you to see it ain’t no one on one
I want you to know I don’t give a fuck
I picked up your bitch in a drop top I want you to see her when I pull up

[Verse 2: Don Q]
Lil bitch
Come and suck a nigga dick lil bitch
My groupie love when sky rocket
Extra condoms in my side pocket
She came to the show with her man
She left with the gang while he was outside watching
I put that hoe in a lamb i’m cutting through lanes she calling me phsychotic
I put a 4 in a can I’m tryna stay up off the drink so i drive nodded
I pull up my jacket it’s Rick Owen
My neck freezing and my wrist snowing
You niggas look like lick though
Wassup with that pussy, Ya bitch going
They know im important I don’t got to holla I tell my assistant to pick for me
They calling me Jordan my jeweler just make me some rings
I left with like 6 on me
I hear the lies in the rooms when are you guys gonna do?
Reach for this watch boy you stupid
Please do not die over music
Hundreds and thousands they come by the hour
We pumped out the housing you wasn’t allowed in
Need a rollie just to flood it with diamonds
Need a foreign that gon come with no milage
I got that bag and I ran through it
Come to the field bitch I’m Cam Newton
I bought a chopper that bitch got a stand to it
I jump out the van shooting
They throwing on that don and they ran up them bands to it
I still got them grams moving
20 on diamonds they dance when the hand moving
They told me I can’t do it