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Jerreau – Really Got It (Never How You Plan Album) letras

[Intro]
Yea
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Ay
Get your numbers up
I had to get my numbers up (un)
Now I got it like they gave it to me
But I took it, they ain’t give it to me
She really do, she really do it to me
God knew it for me
Yea it really fit, it’s a shoo-in for me (un)
I started hoopin’ for the Nike check
I played tennis for the Rolex
I be in Miami never seen a beach
Fuck in the Fontainebleau when you saw me
She was all on me I had to get her off
I just came to get these women and these fits off
I’m everywhere, I just didn’t get no pics off
You was there, shit you saw me get my shit off
Oh, oh you heard about it?
Damn these niggas love to gossip
Damn I had to get it poppin
I ain’t had no running game
I ain’t have no options
Now I really got It

[Hook]
I really do
I really got it
Ain’t no secret to it, if I did it then I had to do it
She really do, she really got it
I had to do it, she came through a nigga had to do it
I really do
I really got it
Ain’t no secret to it, if I did it then I had to do it
She really do, she really got it
I had to do it, she came through

[Verse 2]
Damn I love it when they get it
She know I got it
Fuck a critic and a cynic
Invite her over
I ain’t expect shit
Alcohol for dinner turned to gum for breakfast
Exit stage left on some clever shit
Like, got to pick up my pops from the airport and shit
White lies and shit
Told ya’ll I ain’t shit
I’m Federer with the serve
Kershaw with the curve
Tony Stewart with the swerve
I’m so sin-surre
Damn I love it when they throw it back
My lil quarterback, I had to run it back (yea)
I had to leave so I could bring it back (look)
The real is back how real is that? (un)
I pull up in something
Hop out like it’s nothing
Nike tech on the dresser
You wanna style her
I wanna undress her
Then give her the ‘best of’
It’s no compilation
My niggas be flexin’
Damn
It’s muscle memory to us now
Before I was up I had to stay down (yea)
Now I bat a thousand now (un)
BankReau a hundred million now

[Hook]
Yeah
I really do
I really got it
Ain’t no secret to it, if I did it then I had to do it
She really do, she really got it
I had to do it, she came through a nigga had to do it
I really do
I really got it
Ain’t no secret to it, if I did it then I had to do it
She really do, she really got it
I had to do it, she came through

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Show Banga – How We Rock (feat. Iamsu!) letras

[Intro]

[Hook: Iamsu!]
They know how we rock
​gang gang and squad squad
​when they see us they like oh god
​we just gettin started hold on
​touchdown pass go long
​stop naggin lil bitch hold on
​this flow just can’t go wrong
​hold up bruh this my song
[Verse 1: Show Banga]
​when they come to the show its sold out
​but you could pull up to the hotel
​ain’t tryna fall in love thats out
​keep cash on me im a cash cow
​in the fast lane i can’t slow down no
​we want the top and the top right now oh
​she give me top i dropped the top like wow oh
​all this steez they be tryna steal style yo
​watch me watch me move swift like stroma[?]
​you be smokin on that foof[?] no thats not aloud
​you a jcap killa[?] you a real clown
​in yo city ima paint the whole damn town ​(skrt skrt)

[Hook: Iamsu!]
​they know how we rock
Gang gang and squad squad
When they see us they like oh god
We just gettin started hold on
Touchdown pass go long
Stop naggin lil bitch hold on
This flow just can’t go wrong
Hold up bruh this my song

[Verse 2: Show Banga]
Came to see us but the show sold out
​get to steppin if i can’t get no mouth
​miami chick wanna leave with the six speed
​my minute speak[?] so high i get a nose bleed
​now shes bringing hella cups that i dont need
​im drinkin straight up out the bottle bring some mo please
​pull this cash out now she twerkin (she twerkin)
​uber xl we need suburban ​(skrt skrt)
​cause theres ten girls with me and they all wanna come
​i go hard every song shinin hard as the sun
​play your card if you wanna play the calls for this bullshit
​hatin niggas takin losses
​lets get it

[Hook: Iamsu!]
​ they know how we rock
Gang gang and squad squad
When they see us they like oh god
We just gettin started hold on
Touchdown pass go long
Stop naggin lil bitch hold on
This flow just can’t go wrong
Hold up bruh this my song

Aye

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Roy Wood$ – Only You (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & 24Hrs) letras

[Intro: Roy Woods & 24hrs]
Yea, yea
24 dollars
That’s why I come to the woods one time
For 24 hours one time, yea
No I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know
What you doing for me, yeah, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
I meet you down south from Miami
Living your life like you ain’t got family
Shawty always bringing up something
Can’t remember shit like I got alzheimer’s
You ain’t got that many problems
That’s what gets me writing these songs
What did you got in your favor
Tell ya was it y’all tell you more
Even though I was fucking on her
You was always in my mind
But this time that I’m fucking little mami is for you to get on
But when I’m inside her, sometimes I gotta pull out (Sometimes I gotta pull out)
It was only you, only you I would love to feel wrong

[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who are these girls in my room? Cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me "I don’t know"
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl, it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
It was only you with me
You were the only one for me
Who gone love you better
Ride the D like you
Freaky thing you do, things with your tongue
Got a boss nigga sprung, let you drive the whip
Take you on a trip, Saint Laurent my denim
I be going raw off in her
It was only you, It was only you
You said that pussy mine
I want it all the time
I see you every night
Promise you never lie
Don’t ever cross that line
Girl, it was only you

[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who of these girls is my boo, cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me "I don’t know"
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 3: 24hrs]
Didn’t we met in the worst way
She wanna fuck on the first date
Doing 120 on the highway
24hrs, know I get it my way
And it was only you
All the girls was a lie, it was only you
I won’t play no game, let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
And you got a body like a Coke bottle
I like play house and I got four models
Bitch, I got cash on me, put your ass on me
You can go down on me, you can go arousing me
21 chasing a cheque, 20 smoke weed on a jet
Swimming shorts on cause the pussy too wet
Wanna fuck you and you, wanna fuck both of y’all
Do it at the same damn time
You won’t tell nobody, y’all won’t tell nobody
Y’all can be 20’s girls
Huh, huh, huh

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Roy Woods – Only You Lyrics

[Intro: Roy Woods & 24hrs]
Yea, yea
24 dollars
That’s why I come to the woods one time
For 24 hours one time, yea
No I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know
What you doing for me, yeah, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
I meet you down south from Miami
Living your life like you ain’t got family
Shawty always bringing up something
Can’t remember shit like I got alzheimer’s
You ain’t got that many problems
I feel like just writing these songs
What did you got in your favor
Tell ya was it y’all tell you more
Even though I was fucking on her
You was always in my mind
But this time that I’m fucking little mami is for you to get on
But when I’m inside her, sometimes I gotta pull out (Sometimes I gotta pull out)
It was only you, only you I would love to feel wrong
[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who are these girls in my room? Cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me “I don’t know”
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl, it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
It was only you with me
You were the only one for me
Who gone love you better?
Ride the D like you
Freaky thing you do, things with your tongue
Got a boss nigga sprung, let you drive the whip
Take you on a trip, Saint Laurent my denim
I be going raw off in her
It was only you, It was only you
You said that pussy mine
I want it all the time
I see you every night
Promise you never lie
Don’t ever cross the line
Girl, it was only you

[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who of these girls is my boo, cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me “I don’t know”
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 3: 24hrs]
Didn’t we met in the worst way
She didn’t wanna fuck on the first date
Doing 120 on the highway
24hrs, know I get it my way
And it was only you
All the girls was a lie, it was only you
I won’t play no game, let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
And you got a body like a Coke bottle
I like play house and I got four models
Bitch, I got cash on me, put your ass on me
You can go down on me, you can go arousing me
21 chasing a cheque, 20 smoke weed on a jet
Swimming shorts on cause the pussy too wet
Wanna fuck you and you, wanna fuck both of y’all
Do it at the same damn time
You won’t tell nobody, y’all won’t tell nobody
Y’all can be 20’s girls
Huh, huh, huh

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Roy Woods – Only You

[Intro: Roy Woods & 24hrs]
24 hours
That’s why I come to the woods one time
For 24 hours one time
No I don’t know, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know
What you doing for me, yeah, I don’t know
No I don’t know, I don’t know

[Verse 1: Roy Woods]
I meet you down south from Miami
Living your life like you ain’t got a family
Shawty always bringing up something
Can’t remember shit like I got alzheimer’s
You ain’t got that many problems
I feel like just writing these songs
What did you got in your favor
Tell ya was it y’all tell you more
Even though I was fucking on her, you was always in my mind
But this time that i’m fucking little mama was for you to get her
But when I’m inside her, sometimes I gotta pull out (sometimes I gotta pull out)
It was only you, only you I would love to feel wrong
[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who of these girls is my boo ’cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me “I don’t know”
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
It was only you with me
You were the only one for me
Who gone love you better
Ride the D like you
Freaky thing you do things with your tongue
Got a boss nigga sprung, let you drive the whip
Take you on a trip, Saint Laurent my dinner
I be going raw off in her
It was only you, It was only you
You said that pussy mine
I want it all the time
I see you every night
Promise you never lie
Don’t ever cross the line
Girl it was only you

[Pre-Hook: Roy Woods]
It was only you, now I don’t know
Who of these girls in my room? Cause I don’t know
If I ask you what to do, don’t tell me “I don’t know”
I wanted only you, now I don’t know

[Hook: 24hrs]
Girl it was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you
It was only you

[Verse 3: 24hrs]
Didn’t we met in the worst way
She didn’t wanna fuck on the first date
Doing 120 on the highway
24hrs know I get it my way
And it was only you
All the girls was a lie, it was only you
I won’t play no game, let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
And let’s just count my money
Everybody love you like a cold bottle
I like play house and I got four models
Bitch I got cash on me, put your ass on me
You can go down on me, you can go ransom me
21 chasing a cheque, 20 smoke weed on a jet
Swimming juice all cause the pussy too wet
Wanna fuck you and you, wanna fuck both of y’all
Two of them at the same damn time
You won’t tell nobody, y’all won’t tell nobody
Y’all can be 20’s girls

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Rick Ross – Freaky Hoe (feat. Juicy J, Too Short & Big Krit) (Priorities 5 Album) letras

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho, freaky ho
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate (Boss)
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Freaky nigga so I fuck her in her mouth
Fuck her in the ass, then I’m fucking out
Fatboy a baller, yeah they know what’s up
Diamonds in her pussy when I fingerfuck
Rich niggas get a pass when we nut fast
Now the pussy be good with yo’ bum ass
Fucking all night, freaky bitch’ll jump off the shelf
She ask me to choke her, I keep my hands to myself
We fuck on the flo’, I’m rolling up dough
I lean to the side, she loving the stroke
Better and badder, she got wetter and wetter
Then she fucked all my niggas and I will never forget her

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (mhm)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (you know it)
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho (freaky ho)
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho (freaky ho)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (yeah)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (aye)
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho (aye)
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho, freaky ho
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
She do something strange for a piece of change
Swallow the whole thang and she don’t complain
I met her in the sto’, I was high and had the munchies
Shawty slid a whole banana down her throat like a monkey
Had to take her to the spot, and that ass like a donkey
You know dope dick turn a broke bitch into a junkie
You know dope dick turn a rich bitch into a fiend
Had to leave that bitch alone, she was drinking all my lean
Dripping lipstick slob on my $1000 jeans
I ain’t know she was this nasty, she not even gagging
Go and pop a molly, pop a perc, pop a xan
Then give me blue tooth, that’s that head with no hands

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (aye)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (what?)
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho (can’t hear ya)
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho (can’t hear ya)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (can’t hear ya)
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho (what?)
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho (say what?)
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho (tell ’em)
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate (tell ’em)
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate (tell ’em)
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate (tell ’em)
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate

[Verse 3: Too $hort]
I fucked your main bitch and who she hang with
They call me Too $hort, fuck you fucking name bitch
Bad bitches like you, I just be freaking ’em
I hit it once or twice, then we never speak again
You remind me of a bitch I met years ago
You either look like your mama or you been it befo’
You got a Georgia Peach ass with a Miami face
LA swag with New York taste
Me and Luke we used to fuck ’em after shows
Now me and Rozay we fucking all the hoes
In the 3-o-5, where the bitches say “pay me”
And KOD, orange Tootsies going crazy
Yeah I fuck with Katie all the way to East Oakland
And when you with a boss mayne, you know we smoking
I’m looking for a bitch, that love to tell
Now pop that pussy girl and scrub the ground

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Fuck the whole clique, you’s a freaky ho
Get it off the flo’, you’s a freaky ho
Do it for the dough, you’s a freaky ho, freaky ho
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate
Let it twerkulate, ho, let it twerkulate

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Don P – Hit The Block lyrics

[Verse 1: Don P]
Am I being forward? smell like weed, eyes lowered
Pulled up in a beamer, came up in a concord
Came up in a hand me down, now im in a tom ford
40 in my waist or I got it in the top drawer
Go ahead and talk more, like Hov, im def
What you make in a year, im willin to bet
Plus I probably ran thru hoes than hef
Had to get right, then they gettin left
Dont hold you breath baby… unless your mouth full
Me? I keep a lot of um, probably got a house full
Man its only right that I fuck her in the house pool
Remember when I had nothin? Everybody doubtful
Now my route full, barley pulled up Miami
On my biggie flow, then im goin back to cali
In a 500 Benz, I feel like makaveli
Ridin on rims, low pro, pirelli

[Hook: Don P]
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
[Verse 2: Don P]
Oh talkin bout me? dont give a fuck about you
I be in the same place, with or without you
When you the come up, everybody doubt you
Right when you on, everybody wannna help you
Got they hand out, never gave a hand up
Went and got my bands up, now I got my brand up
Yall mad cut, kool aid to an act cup
Talkin bout ballin, but it dont really add up
Homie, better catch up.. where the money? where the whip?
Why you keep a bummy click? why ur honey, not thick?
Chick got no hips, wouldn’t give her yo dick!
Tell me how you ball if you always hit a brick
Rule number 4.. you ain’t bumpin no big?
Talkin bout me.. then you bumpin real big
Took a big swig, comin at the big wig
I ain’t gotta prove nothin, I already did but

[Hook: Don P]
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do

[Verse 3: Don P]
I be in a foreign, everytime I pull thru
When you kill the game, they gon wanna kill you
Follow everything you do, claimin that they dont feel u
Met you one time, talkin bout the real you
Oh you REALLY knew me, you dont like the new me?
Homie keep it movin, know you canrt move me
Coulda been right here, but you rather be a groupie
100 round clips, hits lookin like a movie
Shout out to my first love, Aka, AR
And I got an AK, in the back of my new car
We done came too far, I dont care who you are
But imma hit the button if my back on the wall
I would takee the fall for my people…
Most of yall wouldn’t take a call from your people
We are not equal, imma ki.. you ain’t nothin but a gram cap
The weight is over, but i dont think you undertsand that

[Hook: Don P]
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do
All the way up, they ain’t got my view
And yeah I hear um talkin but talkin bout who?
Im hit the block, do what I gotta do

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Troy Ave – Narcos letras

[Hook]
Tendo la cocaína para la vela vida
Yo Tengo la cocaína para la vela
Tendo la cocaína para la vela
Si tiene dinero potemo hashima cosillas

[Verse 1]
Fat girls having me like papi
Let’s go RIP to Gustafi
Fuck those cheap looking horror
I riding through the town with narcos
Cops see me in the street with them clipping
I’m just a young nigga with ambition coming soon
Taking turns out of town extra mission
How you niggers only making cases if you snitching
How many hoes you fucking here
You don’t want say when they getting laid
Waking young still having
I’m El Patron, real jefe
[Hook]
Tendo la cocaína para la vela vida
Yo Tengo la cocaína para la vela
Tendo la cocaína para la vela
Si tiene dinero potemo hashima cosillas

[Verse 2]
BSP nigga period
I came up from the slums but i do that
I hate gettin money true that I got a bg of it
I was in miami too bad
They say they want war we can do that
It’s killing whatever on first sight here we go
Riding by spraying ozzi on the speed bike where’s my boy
You never bite the hands that feed you God no
You niggers too fake I’m a gangster you feelin me
To my enemies I’m a menace
Cops want to slay me down south
But I’m a be a legend when I’m finished

[Hook]
Tendo la cocaína para la vela vida
Yo Tengo la cocaína para la vela
Tendo la cocaína para la vela
Si tiene dinero potemo hashima cosillas

[Outro]
Imagine without a due we made it out
You feelin me and uhm what I’m
Is dropping these for the people
This shit free you know download it
You know am saying Spread the word
And then we going to drop mother fucking uhm
Brakes in my backpack for
On december the fourth and in that one
That one is for you to go out and buy
You know this is going to be EP on album
The pain I feel in it I’m a double right back
I’m a get up in these white christmas tree
Like a real one

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Paloma Ford – She (Nearly Civilized EP) letras

[Verse 1]
She take it to the haze
Sip, sip, sippin’ on that [?], spinnin’ on my brain
Takin’ off her tooth piece, two bitches in my bed
We makin’ a movie, one blind, the other red
The other red

[Chorus]
Cause she look like Rihanna but she not Rihanna
Told her come on over cause I know she want it
In the morning she tiptoeing through my whole apartment
Told her keep it down, please watch she for my garments
[Verse 2]
Let her hit the J because she wanna smoke too
Roll them windows up cause we don’t need no [?]
She’ll ride her Dodge, she do what I tell her too
She won’t catch a charge, for me my bitch is so true, so true
My lines up on a flight to Miami
[?] on my bitches cause they all look semi
[?] ain’t touchdown in Miami, downtown in Miami

[Chorus]
She look like Rihanna but she not Rihanna
Told her come on over cause I know she want it
In the morning she tiptoeing through my whole apartment
Told her keep it down, please watch she for my garments

[Outro]
My garments
My garments
Garments
My garments
My garments
So true
My garments
Garments
My garments
My garments
So true
So true

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Skrillex & Rick Ross – Purple Lamborghini lyrics

[Verse 1]
Biggest boss and I been the trillest
I’m a bigger problem when I click with Skrillex
Murder on my mind, it’s time to pray to God
My revolver is not religious, the revolution’s born
You wanna know my name then go and tell the Sarg
You wanna know my gang: Suicide Squad
Pistol on my waist, I might make a mistake
Dead shot, head shot, oh my god, am I crazy?
Drugs every corner, this is Gotham City
Killer Croc came to kidnap you, to cut out your kidney
Ain’t no mercy, got that purple Lamborghini lurkin’
Rozay, don’t you know that pussy worth it
Flooded Rolex at the Grammy awards
They still sellin’ dope, that’s those Miami boys
Killers everywhere, it ain’t no place to run
Forgive me for my wrongs, I have just begun

[Hook: Instrumental]
Ain’t no mercy, a-ain’t no mercy
Got that purple Lamborghini, purple Lamborghini lurkin’
Ain’t no mercy, a-ain’t no mercy
Got that purple Lamborghini lurkin (Rozay!)
[Verse 2]
Don’t be beggin’ for your life ’cause that’s a lost cause
High stakes, body armor, suicide boy
It’s a time for games and it’s a time to kill
Make up your mind baby ’cause the time is here
Capital murder, capital letters
Yeah she catchin’ my vibe but she can’t fathom my cheddar
Need a couple gang members for these new endeavors
From this point on anything we do, we do together
Body on the corner, million in the trunk
Seven figures, I will spend that every other month
Killers on the corner, talons in the clip
Build a palace out in Paris just to fill with bitches
Say my name and I’m coming with the gun squad
Everybody runnin’, homie, there’s only one God
Cocaine white Ferrari, I’m in the fast lane
Every day was life and death, that’s when the cash came
Count money, drug residue even blood on ‘em
He had a driver ’til I put my cuz on it
Kickin’ in the door boy, Suicide Squad
Needle in my arm so I’m do or die for it

[Hook: Instrumental]
Ain’t no mercy, a-ain’t no mercy
Got that purple Lamborghini, purple Lamborghini lurkin’
Ain’t no mercy, a-ain’t no mercy
Got that purple Lamborghini lurkin’, (Rozay!)

[Outro]
Power
Greed
Devious
Needs
Highstakes
(Cash money)
Dope boy
(Rap money)
Renzel, Real hip
Forgive me for my wrongs, I have just begun
(Rozay!)

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Soulja Boy – Diamonds Bitin’ (feat. Boosie Badazz) (King Soulja 6 Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
(Young Chop on the beat)
Yeah man I don’t know what the fuck going on man
Yeah man try to size this shit up nigga, stacks on deck
Pussy ass nigga fuck
Got me and Trill Sammy in this bitch
Ay, yeah, skrt, yeah, ay
Ay, (baow yeah-yeah-yeah)

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting
[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Hit the highway it’s time to take a trip
Look at my neck, cuban link water whip
Hop out the ‘Rari looking like the president
Me and Trill Sammy in Miami kicking shit
Pour out the Hi-Tech, I pour out the Actavis
Riding through the block posted with savages
Grab up the brick then we ship it and package it
Draco make a nigga do backflips
Ice out my wrist then I ice out my other ear
Broke gang, nigga get the fuck out of here
Hop out the ‘Rari a nigga too rich
Come get your bitch, she all on my dick
Come here for serving, I came here for trapping
Catch me in Zone 1 and I’m packing
All of my niggas, you know we got ratchets
Pull up on your block, what the fuck bracking?

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting

[Verse 2: Trill Sammy]
Beat the pussy, I’m Tyson
None of these bitches I’m wifing
Hop in the coupe with no license
Most of these bitches be trifling
Pouring the lean till I go to sleep
Come get your bitch, she up under me
Make her bend it on Versace sheets
Call up the plug for a 100 piece
Yeah my lil bitch up in Hollywood
Smoking that gas out a backwood
Dropping that top up in your hood
The (?) it’s all good
I’m leaving the bank and it’s all blue
Watch how I walk in Chanel shoes
Just cracked the seal, yeah that brand new
Sending them shots through your bullet proof

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Forgiato what I’m riding
All of my diamonds they biting
Chopper bullets hit like titans
Draco bullets hit like lightening
All of my diamonds, they biting
Kicking shit like I’m Bison
Smoking purple like Vikings
All of my diamonds, they biting