Hold the drama – Jojo Siwa lyrics

Lyrics Jojo Siwa – Hold the drama
It’s so crazy crazy crazy when they serve you with drama
I won’t play it, play it, play it, I just do what I wanna
You could take a pic if you’d like to, but you better be quick cause I might move
Yeah I’m livin’ that life, that’s what I do
I’m livin’ that life
If they’re coming at me I’ll say no
Tell ’em I don’t wanna deal no more
Wrap it up, tie it up with a bow ohohoh
I don’t wanna get old too fast
I wanna make these good times last
See me whip my hair like that
And if they push I’ll say
I just wanna dance.. I just wanna dance.. I just wanna dance.. Hold the drama
I just wanna dance..
I just wanna dance.. Haters gonna say it, say it, say it, just to hear their own voices
But I keep slayin’, slayin’, slayin’, cooking up my good choices
I keep a lot of friends ‘cuz I’m loyal
Treat ’em real nice like their royal
So you never could say I’m spoiled, uhhh
Yeah, I’m livin’ my life. Hold the drama
Okay, here we go
Come on dance
Hold the drama
Come on
Turn the music up louder
We’re gonna dance
In 5,6,7,8. If you’re dancing and they love it
Then they’ll just hold the drama
If you’re dancing and they love it
Then they’ll just hold the drama
If you’re dancing and they love it
Then they’ll just hold the drama
If you’re dancing and they love it
Then they’ll just hold the drama
I just wanna dance… dance like thisss. Hold the drama
I just wanna dance.. If they’re coming at me I’ll say no
Tell ’em I don’t wanna deal no more
Wrap it up, tie it up with a bow oh oh ay oh
I don’t wanna get old too fast
I wanna make these good times last
See me whip my hair like that
And if they push I’ll say
I just wanna dance.. Versuri-lyrics.info
Hold the drama
I just wanna dance.. If they’re coming at me I’ll say no
Tell ’em I don’t wanna deal no more
Wrap it up, tie it up with a bow ohohohoo
I don’t wanna get old too fast
I wanna make these good times last
See me whip my hair like that
And if they push I’ll say
I just wanna dance.. Jojo Siwa lyrics
Video drama I just wanna dance.. I just wanna dance.. I just wanna dance..

O Farao Voltou pra Tumba – Mc Bin Laden letra

Letra Mc Bin Laden – o farao voltou pra tumba
O Farao voltou pra tumba.
Ali babá
Toma, toma
Rá, rá
Dez mulheres pra cada homem
Versuri-lyrics.info
E muito goró pra chapar. O Faraó voltou pra tumbaaa. Tó, tó, tó, tó
É o passinho do Faraó
Tó, tó, tó, tó
É o passinho do Faraó. Mc Bin Laden letras
Video tumba O Faraó voltou pra tumba.

Worst – Quinn XCII lyrics

We’re alive in a broken home
But always come back to what we know
Yeah, it’s tempting to up and go
We always come back to what we know. Quinn XCII lyrics
Video Quinn Yeah, our love is timeless
But there’s times when I feel it less
Then I’m suddenly reminded
Of the days before all this mess. You’re the wooorst
At showing up two hours late like it’s nothing
And I’m the wooorst
At letting my guard down but you still love me
All our baggage and all our damage
Memories we hate, they somehow relate
You’re the wooorst
But it’s the best that we’re the wooorst for each other. You spin me insane by the words you use
Your constant nagging, your many rules
The yin to my yang still remains the one thing that will get me through. You’re the worst
At showing up two hours late like it’s nothing
And I’m the wooorst
At letting my guard down but you still love me
All our baggage and all our damage
Memories we hate, they somehow relate
You’re the wooorst
But it’s the best that we’re the wooorst for each other
You’re the worst, the wooorst, the worst
The worst, the wooorst
And I’m the wooorst, the worst, the wooorst (I’m the wooorst)
All our baggage and all our damage
Memories we hate, they somehow relate
You’re the wooorst
But it’s the best that we’re the worst for each otherrr. You’re the wooorst
At showing up two hours late like it’s nothing
And I’m the wooorst
At letting my guard down but you still love me
All our baggage and all our damage
Memories we hate, they somehow relate
You’re the wooorst versuri-lyrics.info
But it’s the best that we’re the wooorst for each other. You spin me insane by the words you use
Your constant nagging, your many rules
The yin to my yang still remains the one thing that’ll get me through.
Lyrics Quinn XCII – Worst
By no means are we flawless
Those are things I would never say
There’s more I was in my life
I wish that you were somewhere far away.(worst)

Feel good – Mike Williams feat. Felix Jaehn lyrics

Lyrics Mike Williams – Feel good
Hold me like you want to
Tell me what you’re into
Let me take you back to old school
Baby let me show you.(feel good)
Hold me like you want to
Tell me what you’re into
Let me take you back to old school
Versuri-lyrics.info
Baby let me show you. It’s a big ol’ world out there
And I just wanna be next to you
There’s a spark in your eyes so rare
And I just know there ain’t time to lose. It’s a big ol’ world out there
And I just wanna be next to you
There’s a spark in your eyes so rare
And I just know there ain’t time to lose. Feel, feel good
You make me feel goood
You make me feel
Make me feel
Feel, feel goood
Feel, feel goood. Mike Williams lyrics
Video good You make me feel so goood
You make me feel goood
You make me feel
You make me feel goood
You make me, you make me feel goood
You make me feel goood
You make me feel
Make me feel
Feel, feel goood
Feel, feel goooddd. You make me feel goood
You make me feel
Make me feel
Feel, feel goood
Feel, feel goood. You make me feel good
You make me feel
Make me feel
Feel, feel good
Feel, feel goood.

Ed Sheeran – Bibia Be Ye Ye

Is I got a cab and then threw up on his car seat
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
In my phone are several texts from girls I’ve never met
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
I bet my mother’s proud of me from each scar
My momma (be ye ye)
He kicked me out and then I walked in the rain
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)

I was tired and fell asleep beneath an oak tree
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye
And tomorrow’s a brand new day

My momma (be ye ye) (bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye)
My heart is breaking at the seems and I’m coming apart now
Upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee, and all I know

I lost my shoes last night, I don’t know where I put my keys
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye

And I am only being honest with you, I
And say you’re with me, tomorrow’s a brand new day
My momma (be ye ye)
I remember less and less and mostly things that I regret
My momma (be ye ye)
And in the pocket of my jeans are only coins and broken dreams
Now things are looking up, I’ll find my shoes right next to the oak tree
My momma (be ye ye)
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
Looking around for the things that I left on the ground
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
And I am only being honest with you, I
And I’ll get a bus straight into town and spend the afternoon
My momma (be ye ye)
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
So no man call ya, bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
Bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
I tell myself in every way, "I won’t be doing this again"
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
My momma (be ye ye)

Ty Dolla $ign – Love U Better (feat. Lil Wayne & The-Dream)

Gave it to her, made her scream, "Da-da-da"
Better than he can
Better than he can
Turn this D into a D+ and I’m her tutor
Girl you should know that I can love you

I’ma pull up on your girl with my jewels on
Oh, oh
I’ma rest in peace in it, pop a toe tag
And now you wanna act all rah-rah-rah rah-rah-rah
Better than he can
Pull up on your girl with my roof gone

Girl you should know that I can love you
And now you talkin’ that blah-blah-blah
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
No he can’t love you
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]

…head, all night long
[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Mustard on the beat, ho

She don’t know if it’s a Dolla or a Dream song
I’m up here ballin’ like la-la-la
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Girl, you should know that
Better than he can
Girl you should know that I can love you
[Intro]
She used to wanna be with you, but nigga, not now

Oh, he can’t love you, love you, love you like I do
Pull up on it in an Uber, that’s how I maneuver

Girl you should know that I can love you
I’m the one to introduce her, kama sutra
Oh, ooh, yeah
[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl you should know that I can love you
You wanted me to love
Girl you should know that I can love you
Say she a cougar when it comes to Young Mula

Used to wanna leave, but she not now
Got her clappin’, yeah she booby-trappin’ out at Hooter’s
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Oh, no he can’t love you
[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Better than he can
12 gauge, girl, Tunechi ’bout to one-two ya
Pull up on your girl with that heat on
Better than he can
It’s kinda funny how she put herself on lockdown
I’ma fall asleep in it, popped a whole Xan

First I beat it from the back, she on top now
Turn a B into a D cup, hallelujah
[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Treat the little lollipop like Lallapalooza
Better than he can

If you gettin’ cold feet, I’ll make the snow sand
Girl you should know that I can love you

Jax Jones – Instruction (feat. Demi Lovato & Stefflon Don)

Follow my simple instruction
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
What you gon’ do?
[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
All my ladies
[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
On the guest list, no need to cue, oh yeah
They say I’m loco when me do me thing
Wind to the left, sway to the right
All my ladies
Buy anything, I don’t care what it cost
Follow my simple instruction
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Some say I’m bossy ’cause I am the boss
You see me I do what I gotta do, oh yeah

Say that you’re bossy ’cause you are the boss

Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino

If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross
Yo, see me ‘av everyting what you want, put it pon me
Grab somebody, now face to face and say
Step three
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
Wind to the left, sway to the right
[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Buy anything, you don’t care what it costs
Report to the dance floor when I say, oh yeah
[Bridge: Stefflon Don & Demi Lovato]
Drop it down low and take it back high
Step one
Drop it down low and take it back high
Drop it down low and take it back high
They dunno the realest star ’cause she don’t play

Drop it down low and take it back high
Buy anything, you don’t care what it costs
Wind to the left, sway to the right
So come here, let me mentor you, well
Wind to the left, sway to the right
[Verse 2: Demi Lovato]

All my ladies
Follow my simple instruction
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Bitch, I don’t need introduction

If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross
Follow my simple instruction
Follow my simple instruction
Follow my simple instruction
All my ladies
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instruction
Pull up your bumper, cock up your waist, oh yeah
Follow my simple instruction
Step four

Me and my crew, we got the juice, oh yeah

Bad gyal, bad gyal, mashin’ up di ting, mash up the di ting banem
Drop it down low and take it back high
Follow my simple instruction
Gyal aset bakok bakok banem
Step two

All my ladies
Lovin’ anything, lovin’ anything, say I lovin’ anything
[Intro: Demi Lovato]
Tell mom you’ll be out till late, oh yeah
Bitch, I don’t need introduction

Say that you’re bossy ’cause you are the boss
[Outro: Demi Lovato]
[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
[Verse 1: Demi Lovato]
Drop it down low and take it back high
Wind to the left, sway to the right

If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross
Gyal ofe bakok bakok banem

Follow my simple instruction
[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino
[Chorus: Demi Lovato]

(All my ladies) bad gyal, bad gyal
Bitch, I don’t need introduction
[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Drop it down low and take it back high
Bitch, I don’t need introduction

Madison Beer – Dead

Why, why, why, why?
Why aren’t you dead yet?
Mean to me then you’re nice
Why, why, why, why?

Why, why, why, why?
Why do you say that?
It’s a reminder you’re a liar and you know I’m right
Why, why, why, why?
Why aren’t you dead yet?
Then why aren’t you dead yet?
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
You say you can’t live without me
You never give it a thought, oh love (yeah)

At my front door just to say you’re alone tonight
[Verse 1]

But you just take it and run, you run (oh run, run)
Yeah, tryna fuck me and my mind up
You could be here but you’re not, I give whatever you want
Why, why, why, why?
Yeah, tryna fuck me and my mind up
And you say you can’t live without me

Why do you say that?

Why do you say that?
You say you can’t live without me
You say you can’t live without me
You could be here, but you’re there
Then why aren’t you dead yet?
So why aren’t you dead yet?
Whatever’s been filling your cup, no more
Baby, no more showing up when you’re not sober (sober)
And I give you so many shots but you just drinking ’em all
[Pre-Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
It’s nice to know you now
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
[Post-Chorus]
Now that it all went down

[Verse 2]
Then why aren’t you dead yet?
Say only what you mean
And you say you can’t live without me

So why aren’t you dead yet?
Why you still breathing?

Be careful what you say
[Chorus]
It’s a reminder you’re a liar and you know I’m right
So why aren’t you dead yet?
Why you still breathing?
And you say you can’t live without me
Baby, no more showing up when you’re not sober
You could be anywhere and these days I don’t even care no more
[Chorus]
You only be showing me love whenever you’ve had too much
You’re nice, you’re nice
At my front door just to say you’re alone tonight (alone tonight)
[Bridge]
Down on your knees you cry
Why aren’t you dead yet?
Why, why, why, why?
You cry, you cry, yeah
Why you still breathing?

Son Little – Demon To The Dark

Don’t you know, don’t you know
When do romane how you there
I’m gonna beg for your forgiveness
Feel just like the world is ending

I think my train is of the railing
The liquor gave me even
Sometime the day cause life a short
My heart, my god is full of star
Just to help me with the traumas
I been this way not since the 80s
Is this some way to get it clear
The bottle get me through the night time
You brought the demon to the dark
My dear Romane, are you there
And did the world pick me apart
Mister Philips can you hear me
Paralysed because of fear
And everything is just a game
Though you may have an hardened heart
So I’d never touched the needle
That’s when I started with the beer
And all my daytime friends appeal
I’m gonna need as a witness
You brought the demon to the dark
Have I always been a sinner?
Satisfiend with the money
And when I do that from the start
Can I somehow been put tohether
But It breaks me just the same
Is there some way to get it clear
My heart, my god is full of star

I’m in the darkness on my show
Do you can fell ,still your hear me
Don’t you know, don’t you know

Rich Homie Quan – Safe (feat. Cyko)

Had to grind and grind and go get it
Wrist game came with the rain on it
And I need a lawyer I’m talkin’ a paralegal
Brown suit call a nigga Louis 13
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
Had to really be a man, had stand on my two feet
Talk cash money s**t I got a big mouth
I’ma go and get the bag keep the weight on it
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Money in the mattress every night ’cause I lay on it

Real trap nigga got the thing on me
Tryin’ to get a brand new bag everyday
Had to go get a chain with my name on it
More problems then it’s more hittas
Old money new money in the shoe box
More problems then it’s more hittas.
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
Rollie so wet I can paint on it
The TEC got my name on it Draymond
So many diamonds in the patek it look like the fake gone
You don’t understand why I ride with the 2 heat
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
Had to grind and grind and go get it
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
I’ve been goin’ hard man I can’t stop
More problems then it’s more hittas
I just get the money I can’t get mad at people
Had to go get the money go get the money go, you slow nigga I don’t know nigga why you broke
Rich Homie!
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
And I’m still with the same old day ones
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah
No feelings can’t let a b***h hurt me
A lot of rubber bands in the safe boy
Who gon’ smoke pass the reefer
I was there bro had to get on
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah

Had to grind and grind and go get it
More problems then it’s more hittasss.
Paid yo’ son to ask the people
Ballin’ hard need a new court to play on
Suck it like a vacuum cleaner
Money comin’ in they gon’ hate on it
Had to grind and grind and go get it versuri-lyrics.info
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
They don’t wanna see me win better pray on it

Broke bitches are the only thing that hurt me
Get the money everyday and throw the bread in the safe
More problems then it’s more hittas
I need everything put the bag on my main yeahhh.
Same nigga never changed with the fame on
I don’t buy nothin’ I’m dirt cheap
Smoke the dope pass it neither
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
Big crib for all my Section 8 homies
Couple niggas hatin’ had to get gone
Red carpet fresh yeah all the time
200 of ’em in the back of the ..

Niggas get wrong throw the lead in their face
Stop savin’ these h**s with a cape on
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah
I can’t fall off I’ma stay on
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
And if it come up short put yo’ head on the plate
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah
Had to stay away from hoe niggas
Yeah, get the money everyday and throw that bread in the safe yeah
This stick got a 9 and a beige on
Gettin’ money the s**t we don’t trip ’bout
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah

They don’t wanna see me win better pray on it
More problems then it’s more hittas.
Traphouse go crazy, gotta grind like a broke lady
Had to grind and grind and go get it
And if you come up short put yo’ head on the plate yeah
Had to stay away from hoe niggas

Rae Sremmurd – Perplexing Pegasus

All kinda reckless I flexed it (yeah)

Caterpillar whip and I lowered it
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it
K-keep the change, yeah, you heard me correctly
Niggas cannot stop me, told them just to face it
Jump in the Pegasus

Going hard on a bitch like Major Payne
Only thing I’m here for is perplexing (yeah)
All these, hundreds got me siftin’
Lil’ Jxm’, I got a problem
[Intro]
Money on me, but that ain’t controllin’ me
Mike WiLL Made-It
2K on my feet, yeah, 2K, I be kickin’ game
Niggas still in south, they need to stay up in their lane

Ear Drummers
Gotta keep my phone on vibrate, how these bitches callin’
Caterpillar whip and I lowered it (yeah)
[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Put you boys to shame
All kinda reckless the necklace
Bubble Gum on Jxm’, smokin’ on a different strain
I’m in love with money, I’m in love with ballin’
Pull them foreign’s out
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
Took off all these niggas, call it jetstream
K-keep the change, yeah you heard me correctly
[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Aston sittin’ low, wow, damn I scraped it
They ain’t know how to spell it, so I put it on my chain
[Chorus: Swae Lee]

Jump in the Pegasus

And put you boys to shame
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
I’m like "I might go and take the spot, because of negligence"
All kinda reckless the necklace
All kinda reckless I flexed it
If she sleek and foreign, call her Lexus
All kinda reckless the necklace (yeah)
All kinda reckless I flexed it
Leave your chick within 5 feet of me, wouldn’t risk it
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Baby, we on top and that ain’t ever gonna change
Jump in the Pegasus
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist (yeah)
Jeep 35, needs a liftkit
She like spreading wings, ’cause it’s the Pegasus

Say my name (Jxm’)
Neiman Marcus’ shawty and I ain’t with no shoppin’
Man dirty cup I’m grippin’ I mean it’s a kick-in
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Every week a foreign, I just check her wishlist
Only thing I’m here for is perplexin’
Barricades ain’t holdin’ me
[Chorus: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi]
Last night had bitches go at me, like they go at me?

NF – Outro

I’m just teaching ’em something they couldn’t learn in they colleges
This is for the kids feeling like they live at the bottom and every day of they lives, feels like it’s darker than Halloween!
It was disappointing myself and the fan base
Couple hundred thousand, that’s what we did last year
Yeah, they waiting on me to match them
See, I am the voice of all these kids that think things, but never say ’em
Really don’t care if they get it
You ain’t notice, y’all about to witness a takeover, I’m home!
And now I’m hearing none of y’all are saying
Sittin’ in my room with the pen and paper, I’m innovative
My biggest fear writing this record wasn’t putting out trash
Forgive me, yeah, I know I get animated
It’s not ’cause I’m a "Rap God"
Acknowledge me or not, you ain’t ignoring the following
But, then I figured out the reason they follow me
There ain’t nothing I can write that’ll match that
If I let it go, won’t my whole career be in ruins?

Staring in the mirror, my room, hands shaking playing "How Could You Leave Us" through the speakers on my iPhone
Just look at all the minds I have opened and penetrated
I never cared to impress people that don’t even know me
Tryna to figure out if I’ma always feel the way that I feel or maybe someday I can learn to be happy
That’s why the passion is different
The game needs a makeover
If I cut it off, how am I supposed to keep growing
I just sit at the keys feeling the music
We’re only three records in it and this is just the beginning
Got me thinking I’m Beethoven
Pain’s always been the root of my music
They’ve been afraid of me since I was a second grader
Yeah, look, "How Could You Leave Us" is massive
There’s levels of music—and I’m in the elevator
Trying to enjoy a career, but I don’t know how to do it, when I spend all of time my being afraid I’ma lose it!
The emotion I had in the last one
I’m the kid on the playground mama told you to never play with
Yeah, you ain’t alone out there, look around you—we got a lot of fans in here
Now I want you to picture me:
Going up to the top floor, look how we elevated
[Verse]
That’s when I realized this whole conversation is stupid
That’s why they come to my shows wearing the NF hoodies and hats low like we’re carrying weapons, ah!
Put the controllers away, it’s game over
Real music
If I do, am I repeating my actions?
Don’t matter, I still write a better record than yours without a hesitation
We about to shatter the critics
But if you don’t know the brand by now, you better get educated
Never been more motivated
I’m home!
I’m dedicated, the definition of dedication
The fans keep saying that they’re hungry for new music, well that’s pretty convenient ’cause I just made a plate for ’em
I promise I’m way colder
If you’ve been waiting, the wait’s over
But if I don’t, they gonna tell me that I’m losing my passion
The reason why these fans surrounding me
I am a savage admit it
I just write what I feel, somehow it started a movement
Listen to Intro 3, trying to kill my fear
A lot of baggage I live in
[Outro]
I don’t need you people to bow to me
Take both of my arms, rip ’em out the sockets and separate ’em
Wrote this whole record while I was levitating
Or maybe I can’t be, ’cause if the music ain’t emotional enough, are they gon’ call me a has-been?
They’ll get that in a minute

All they ever did was doubt on me, now everyone’s proud of me
I’m in a hotel rapping, crying on the floor of the bathroom

Ugly God – Welcome To The Booty Tape (The Booty Tape Album)

These bitches is fake (yuh, fake)
So it’s a no? Final opinion on Ugly God?
When i touch a milli, I cop me a bentley
I cannot relate (can’t relate)
Don’t call me bro, nigga we are not relatives
[Verse]
Yuh, bitch
Oh, good luck to him, because whatever he made off that is not gonna be- no
I pull up and pick up that check
I go to yo crib put my dick in yo sister
You niggas and bitches irrelevant (bitch)
My niggas they grippin them TEC’s
[Intro: CUFBOYS and CUFBOYS’ Mom]
Bitch, you niggas is snakes (yuh, snakes)
Nigga please don’t disrespect
Don’t DM me nigga, don’t hit me on twitter
But get you a cape
I count up this cake (count up this cash)
Yeah
You savin’ these hoes lil nigga (the fuck)
So let me stack up cus my pockets look empty
Say hey to my tape
I spent that check on my neck
Twenty-sixteen yes i need to be president
Oh yeah, no no no no no no no no, he’s one of the worst you have shown me
I need me that check i pay hella rent (cash)
[Tag]
I always say i need a milli
Them niggas so broke i don’t get it (the fuck)
So what’s your opinion on Ugly God, mom, a lot of people have wanted me to do that

I fuck on yo bitch cause she with it (yea)
I do this rap shit for the hell of it
I probably won’t stop ’til i cop me a milli

My pockets thicker than an elephant (yea)
And then all he wants to sing about is dumb stuff, almost like- I don’t know how to even say it, he’s singing like pornographic stuff, and who just wants to see, I mean, I guess if he has an audience for it good luck, I would never listen to that I mean he’s just not that attractive! He’s not gonna make anymore, that was terrible, I mean, I’m pretty open minded, so I like some of these people, I think they have a future, but this guy; Number 1, he’s not that attractive, Number 2, he’s not!
I see that you hate (yuh)
Thanks Ugly God!
Yo bitch on my line, i pull up and I drill her
I need me a milli let’s get it
I am the G.O.A.T, admit it (yea)
Thi-This, 2 videos we just saw?
I got yo bitch drippin’, she wet (drip, splash)
What you mean
Bitch i’m the shit, i came up and thats evident

Ugly God – Stop Smoking Black & Milds (The Booty Tape Album)

You got shit around your mouth, with your crusty ass
Why you smoking Blacks? Bitch you unattractive
That ain’t your hair I know its weave, bitch stop playing with me
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch
You ain’t classy, you ain’t shit, but a hood bitch
Stop smoking Black & Milds bitch you nasty
Run it back, hey, ooh, ayy
We coolin’ now, but bitch in public you ain’t friends with me
[Verse 2]
I heard the hood ran a train on your track (choo choo)
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch

How you smoking Blacks but actin’ like you classy?
You can hit that head, but I won’t let you hit no black
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
Bitch your house got roaches, I ain’t going, bitch I can’t
[Chorus]
[Chorus]

Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
[Verse 1]
You need to scrub between your ass, with your dusty ass
Ooh, ooh, ayy, ayy
You can’t smoke no black & milds and be a fan of me
Last time we spoke, I smelled your breath, it made me faint
Ayy, wait, ayy, ayy
Stop smoking Black & Milds, hoe you trashy
[Outro]
Bitch I hopped up in your Honda Civic, all I smelled was paint
[Intro]
Stop smoking Black & Milds bitch you nasty
Why you spent your last dollar on that wood tip
Thanks Ugly God!
Why you smoking Blacks? Bitch you unattractive
Heard the whole hood hit you from the back
How you smoking Blacks but actin’ like you classy?
Stop smoking Black & Milds, hoe you trashy

I heard your daughter’s only toy was a jump rope (yup)
Stop smoking Black & Milds, with your country ass
You need to go and take a bath, with your musty ass
Bitch your Honda struggling with them dents all in the back
That’s the black bitch, stop flexin like that’s blunt smoke
I heard your mama kicked you out, bitch you ain’t staying with me
I waited 30 minutes for a jump so we could crank

Ugly God – I’m A Nasty Hoe (The Booty Tape Album)

I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
[Chorus]
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
[Intro]
What I’m eating for lunch
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
My hair on point but my clothes stay ratchet
All I said was, "I’m Ugly God"
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
Now her pussy wet like a duck
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
I’ma dip your titties in Koolaid baby watch how I lick it up
Come here baby put your phone number in my gadget
Thanks Ugly God!
Thanks Ugly God!
TV screen, shawty on the scene like an actress
Young Ugly God toss yo booty like a salad

[Chorus]
"Little Dick Clique", until they lay me in a casket
Motherfuck yo fashion, I could win a beauty pageant

Ugly God A.K.A. Nigga Too Nasty
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
She said, "boy I’m on my period."
I put my hand on her butt
I’m ugly as the fuck, but bitch I’m still a coochie magnet

[Chorus]

I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
Face, Titties, Booty, and Toes
I’ma gamble witcha’ booty baby, lemme try my luck
[Verse 1]
I said, "I don’t give no fuck!"
I made yo bitch say "uh"

Take advantage of me bitch I wanna be yo slut
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
Sit upon my face baby, I ain’t vagina in months
37 booties in my face, boy what’s happenin’

Same shoes everyday but bitch I’m still swaggin’
Young Ugly God, bitch my dick game disastrous
I’m a nasty hoe, I’m a nasty hoe
[Outro]
[Verse 2]
Ugly God a legend, take notes in yo tablet