Rae Sremmurd – T’d Up

Young nigga out the S-S-I-P (SIP)
I let the cash go
I don’t want the truck if it ain’t lifted up
EarDrummers
At the bank, I’m in a rush
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
These girls comin’ in teams, we drinkin’ CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
Late night and it’s gettin’ so uncut

Yeah
Rollin’ weed and baby, yes, I hang glide
I T’d up (woo, woo)
I T’d up (woo, woo)
[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Blue flame and I tip like kings (like kings)
Had to tell that girl that it was a one on one
Young niggas so hot like steam, can’t go out sad, not me (not me)
Took her shoppin’, she think I’m the shoe plug
In the spot, she on the bus
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
Big boss, Bruce Lee, aye, Jxmmi (Jxmmi)
We should hop off choppers since we got sleeved up
[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Dripset, O.D (O.D), gimme room like a nigga obese (obese)
I’m in the end zone
Snakes on me, I’m G’d (G’d), in every way, I’m T’d
Overachiever, had to let my seat up
Blue-green (green) Colorblind, I’m seein’ blue-green, blue-green?
I leave a wet floor
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn)
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
[Intro: Swae Lee & Future]
Roll up by the P, I’m T’d (I’m T’d)
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

Five chains on my neck and they got hangtime (yeah, yeah)
Yeah countin’ money, not sheep (no sleep)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)

Took off and the paint KD (yeah), now clap for the M.V.P
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
Niggas rap, but they don’t even stay around
Still a no flex zone (flex zone)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]
These girls, they don’t tease us
T’d up like a nigga ten feet, T’d up, I ain’t never on E (the hits)
They-they ticked off (they mad, yeah, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
Come back from the dead, I feel like Frankenstein
[Outro: Swae Lee]
They ticked off (my bad, yeah, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no, ayy)
Yeah

I T’d off (hit it, yeah)

Drink so fast, I just done got the hiccups (hic, hic, hic)
(Sremm, Sremm)
EarDrummers, one time, what it do?

I T’d up (woo, woo, ayy, woo)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Bring in them hundreds, end of discussion (crush it)
I’m T’d up (damn, ayy)
I’m T’d up (damn, yeah)
Both my arms, they freeze cuts (freeze cuts)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey
I T’d up (yeah, woo, woo)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
I’m so fresh I need a fuckin’ lint brush
Chopsquad
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
Bad chick blushin’, turbo bustin’ (giddy up, giddy up)
I’m iced up, 1017 (yeah), M.O.B. need M.O.E
I’m T’d up (damn)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)

I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
And she followin’ me, I’m like no wonder
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
Car got wings, car got speed (got speed)
[Chorus: Swae Lee]

Elvis Presley – It Hurts Me (Lyrics On Screen)

It hurts me to see those tears in your eyes
Waiting to kiss you goodnight
Yes, darling, if I had someone like you
It hurts me to see sit and cry
[Verse 2]
And darling, don’t you know he will never change
Waiting to hold you so tight
I’ll be waiting for you

You love him too much, you’re too blind to see
[Verse 3]
The whole town is talking, they’re calling you a fool
Oh, I know he never will set you free

Because he’s just that kind of guy
[Verse 1]
If I had someone like you
[Verse 4]
He never will
It hurts me to see the way he makes you cry

If I had someone like you
It hurts me to see him treat you the way he does
For listening to his same old lies
He’s only playing a game
And when I know I could be so true
But he’s never loved you
But if you ever tell him you’re through
When I know I could be so true

Wiz Khalifa – Best Life (feat. Sosamann)

I got that KK in my joint, so you know it’s going ’round
[Post-Chorus]
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Sosamann]
Diamonds they bright and they bite (ayy)

I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
[Verse 2: Sosamann]
[Post-Chorus]
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
My nigga, I told you, I’m great
I used to play ball in the crate
[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I get up on the track an show you how it’s supposed to sound
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m hittin’ the gas, no brake
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

I’m just out living my life (ooh)
Ooouuu
Them ‘lil niggas want a ounce, I’m ’bout to roll a pound
Grinded all of my life, but I do not skate
The Ps come from out of estate
Hey
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Keep it real, fuck the fake shit, sex doll
Yeah, that’d be a wonderful night
While I’m tryna make cash, walk out of the safe
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I come to your town, money get found
Look busy, I’m short, they like the knife (ayy)

Now I ball in the mall with half of my weight (hey)

Ooouuu
These niggas, they sad and they hate
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

"Onset!"*
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
"How do you feel?"
I don’t fuck with y’all Niggas hate, where the bank?

I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
Now I perform in front of the lights
Ooouuu
I got that Hemi in my whip, so I can’t slow it down

Remember running from the buzz?
(Hey, hey, woo)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I got McQueen in my cup, so it’s going down
Eating the steak with the rice (woah)
Water with no pipe
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

Skott – Stay Off My Mind

Something I knew but didn’t believe
Boy, it’s like I’m standing here alone
Somehow it’s Monday and everyone has somewhere else to be
Whatever I do
Just stay off my mind
[Chorus]
[Intro]

I see the universe changing when your hands are touching me
There’s something about it, I’m lost in the crowd
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Im left with the silence
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
[Bridge]
I’m thinking of you
And you, you are a dream
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
Boring on a Sunday
Whatever I do
Fairy lights are hanging from the trees
Whatever I do
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Won’t you stay off my mind?

[Chorus]
Just stay off my mind
I’m thinking of you
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Make me a fool ‘fore you leave
[Verse 1]
I’m down when I’m high
I’m down when I’m high
And when lights are fading, lovers playing
A love like this has no ending, stuck on a loop

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
You taught me to feel
When the ice is melting, cars are waiting
I’m down when I’m high

I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind

I’m down when I’m high
Whatever I do
I’m thinking of you
The world is not as exciting in my head, honestly
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Still, I don’t know

Consuming me
There’s something about it, I don’t know
Won’t you stay off my mind?
That’s all I can see
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
I’m thinking of you
You give me the feels of strawberry fields
Just stay off my mind
Whatever I do
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Won’t you stay off my mind?

I don’t mind just sitting here alone

Wu-Tang Clan – Lesson Learn’d (feat. Redman & Inspectah Deck)

I glide like there’s simply no traction on the flo’
Slayin’ the booth, aim, shoot, bang! Cave in the roof
I’m a boy beastin’ in my car, Paul Revere
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
I said one, two, three and to the fo’
[Chorus: Redman]
[Chorus: Redman]

[Outro: Redman]
At my age it’s all about bread
And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Painting the truth, here’s proof, ain’t it the truth
Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado
And these white folks love me like a Starbucks
So much bud I started sweating cigar guts
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror
10304, live action from the door
I’m tryna make history, and history say
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears
Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us
Savage vandal, I’m a legend of tomorrow
Hater, wouldn’t last a day in my shoes
Cut the check and your boy digress
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Please put your hands together and show your love
Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal’
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play

Fact, I black on it, black, I’m back at it
My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell
For our brother and yours – Mathematics
I need you to put your hands together
Throw your hands up, let’s tear the bar up
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga. yo, fuck that
Fact, I blacked on it, black, I’m back at it
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
[Chorus: Redman]
Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty
For worldwide international producer
Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour
Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Ladies and gentlemen
Yo, I’m on top of the world, mama, lookey here
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc

Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
[Verse 2: Redman]
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Arrogant? Yes. Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex

Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
Worldwide international DJ
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Ladies and gentlemen

Stalley – Turtle Van

40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
[Verse 1]
BCG yeah its branded boy (BCG)
They say niggas still hatin’, but it don’t really matter (It don’t really matter)
[Hook]
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)

Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
Dippin’ in that brand new toy (Dippin’ in that brand new toy)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
A 100k in jewelry all eyes on me (All eyes on me)
Bunch of self made guap getters (Self made guap)
If your girl got her eye on me, I’m going after her (I’m going after her)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)

Paint wet weed got me coughin’ like a cold
You ain’t ever seen a nigga as fly as me (Fly as me)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
[Hook]
Two seater 2Pac edition come and ride with me (Come and ride with me)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)

Used to post with the poles under lamp post
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
[Hook]

You’d think I had a third hand how I clock figures (How I clock figures)
Closed chapter, that’s a good book (A good book)
No joke, no laughin’, you can kill the chatter (No laughin’)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Straight up out the swamp nigga (Swamp nigga)
No sugar inside of me
[Verse 2]
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punc a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
Think before trying me (Tryin’ me)
All white seven Brandon Roy (Brandon Roy)
And if a girl leave with me, that’s a good look (A good look)
Forgiato.s on my Ghost [24 soak]
All my niggas came from whippin’, they some good cooks
They call me Stalley Ichiban come from whippin’ 10 (Oh)
100 grand every instagram post
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
They lifestyles they wanna swap with us (Swap)
100 notes in the envelope, I’m far from broke (I’m far from broke)
You’ll never catch me slippin’ boy (Never catch me slippin’)

Lil Boosie – Liar

Thought you were my boy
How good you treat em
It don’t supposed to cry
Cuz you did me so ugly
First 48
She said she was gon’ wait for a long time
I’m hurt cuz you lied
Thought you were my boy
Hope the devil burn your ass
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Lil’ freaky muthafucka
[VERSE 2]
I feel like I’m preaching
When they up in tha room
Pokey on tha stand like a bitch now
Why did you lie?
You stay by my Mama
And all of these broads
We used to be homies
I called on tha phone like
We shared our lil ratchets
Girl!
You told me you loved me
You said you wouldn’t change
Told Trudy White bout tha click huh
It don’t supposed to cry
Ima tell ya
[HOOK]
I’m tha only one rolled when my dawg died

Now we facing murder

Even Lo turned sour
This is my heart
You a lie if you say I ain’t bout mine
Now you tellin’ my name

It don’t supposed to cry
Who went wit’ they move
Girl, why did you lie?
I thought it was love
I got on my knees
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Now we are nothing
All tha girls left when I went down
I’m hurt up inside
You gave me your word
Why did you lie?
When I see you muthafucka
They crack in the room
This is my heart
This is my heart
Girl
Scared my first love
We used to be cousins
Girl, why did you lie?
Liar, liar, pants on fire

Thought you were my boy
It was all lies
Hope the devil burn your ass
I went, talked to GOD
For all of my boys
I’m so hurt
Who said they was goons
This is my heart
You treat me like nuthin
Why do they bite tha hand that feed em
Pointin’ out tha whole fuckin’ click huh
I’m talkin bout ?

Girl, why did you lie?
Why did you lie?
[Hook]
Tell me what’s wrong

It must’ve been drugs
I’m tired
I slept on yo couch
Hope the devil burn your ass
[HOOK]
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Girl, why did you lie?
Now you sellin’ out
She done flipped now

This is my heart
Hope the devil burn your ass
You jive
Got his hands in my Fun Yuns
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Some niggas ain’t sendin’ niggas shit huh
It don’t supposed to cry
Can’t even look up in my eyes
It don’t supposed to cry
I ate at yo house
He said, she said
He done switched now
I asked for forgiveness
I’m in so much pain
My heart got hurt to a loud cry
She said she was gon’ keep tha pussy all mine
Hope the devil burn your ass
Girl, why did you lie?
Girl, why did you lie?
Question
Hope the devil burn your ass

A-Trak & Falcons – Ride For Me (feat. Young Thug & 24Hrs)

[Verse 2: 24hrs]
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)

Oh, you been on my mind
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
These niggas fake like a display

These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Hello, you should really call my mind
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Oh, you should really call my line
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Oh, you should really call my line
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
Baby, woo, woo, uh
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
[Intro: Young Thug]
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
Ayy, ayy, ayy
A-Trak, you been on my mind
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)
You should really call my line
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
You been on my mind
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
You been on my mind
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
A-Trak, woo!
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
24hrs
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)

Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Oh, you should really call my line
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you should really call my line
[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
[Chorus: 24hrs]
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
Big dawg shit off the rip
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound
Thugger, woo!
Hello, pussy really call my line
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
You been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
[?]
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
You should really call my line
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little… beast"
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
"Twenty, you been on my mind
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
You should really call my line

Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
Thugger, you been on my mind"
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)

Diplo – Get It Right (feat. Mø & GoldLink) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

I am walking down that road
I’m gonna get it right

‘Cause I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire

[Verse 1: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
Where did all the flowers go?
They can try to hold me down, but I am
They can try to hold me down, but I am

[Verse 2: MØ]
[Outro: MØ]
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
They say we’re supposed to grow
They said, "You can’t lose your mind, hurry up, you’re out of time"
I said, "I will rise and shine, even in the coldest night"
All I want is something better in the purple light
All eyes lying on me, oh
[Chorus: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna chase them down
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
[Chorus: MØ]
All my dreams are running wild
They can try to hold me down, but I am
You can try to hold me down, but I am

Begging me to play the role
Learning from the highs and low
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light

DJ Mustard & Rjmrla – Is It Mine (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
Baby, don’t waste my time
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Baby, don’t waste my time
I like when you scream out who the bestest
Gotta let me know sometime
Games
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
You say this pussy for me
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
Look, is it mine in the morning?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Is it mine when I want it?
[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
You know that I want it
Safe sex, latex, ayy
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)

If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
It can be a FaceTime or a text
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
(Is it mine ’cause I need it) Is it mine when you greedy?
Is it mine when I want it?
Tell me how you want it
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Hit when you high or when you sober
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
Whose is it? Is it mine? Huh, whose is it?
Mustard on the beat, hoe
Baby, don’t waste my time
I gotta see if it’s true

Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
We switch positions for you
Is it mine when you greedy?
Is it mine? Whose is it? (Whose is it? Whose is it?) Huh, whose is it?

Whose is it? Is it mine? Whose is it?
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
I ain’t tryna press it
Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy Baby, do you hear?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Let me know, whose is it?
Whose is it? Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it?
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)

Oh, whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine?
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
Is it mine when you need me?
Cleanin’ up the messes
Ooh, leave this position to me
Gotta let me know sometime
Maybe we can both nut
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
Let me know what’s on your mind
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Is it mine in the morning?

Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
[Intro]
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Waste no time when I bang your line
Is it mine when you need me?
Hit me when you choose up
See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it

Whose is it? Is it mine? Oh, whose is it?
Tell me how you want it
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just make investments
It can be a FaceTime or a text

Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
Oh, dive in it
All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
Beat it up until you get the message
I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
You know that I want it

Fat Trel – No Warning Shots (feat. Yowda)

Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
And my nigga Yowda got a lot of niggas
Anywhere I go, I got nigga
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask
I got my cars and my jewelry, oh I love my grind
What makes it worse you suckers like to run in packs
For a whip movin’ fast
He only shoot to kill he don’t give no warnin’ shots
After proper preparation then get sent away
Who’d ever knew that I’d be rappin’ work a different way
[?] but I don’t need a pass
[?] but I don’t need a pass
In the kitchen fuckin’ up the hole pot nigga
I see you rap niggas like hangin’ out with ratchets

Every city, every hood its the same story
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
Niggas [?] for a moment of glory

Nigga gettin’ big guap nigga
Hunnid xans in the locker nigga
Loyalty over the cash
Stop, I [?] rap niggas
Gettin’ money is my job and my past time
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Feelin’ like the realest which is fat nigga
For a whip movin’ fast
I’m rappin’ work just to keep the [?] away
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Should’a ran how I motherfuckin’ clock niggas
Catch a op, I’ma put him on his back nigga
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Loyalty over the cash
My lil’ nigga ridin’ round with 30 in his Glock

I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Maserati drop head, whole lot nigga
In and out the game I made a smooth getaway
You niggas can’t fit my pants, socks, or my shoes
[Verse 2: Yowda]
I just got a nigga
It wasn’t robbery until I shot a nigga
For a dolla’ I’ll break em’ up proper nigga
Ask around how I’m 50 round at nigga
Barely payin’ rent, how the fuck you pay some dudes
Couple racks, then we fuckin’ up the sacks nigga
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
Poppin’ up a flat throw it back quicka’
Boy respecting where I’m at
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask
You niggas ain’t sold a brick until you wrote a rhyme
Boy I live this life of crime
Boy respecting where I’m at
You suckas only rappin’

J.I.D – EdEddnEddy

Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Never sell weed cause I’m smoke it too much
I’m drowsy off a Xan, nigga legs is spaghetti
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
I mean hold on, relax, please give me a chance
They was representing for Trump real tight
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, fuck you talking about?
Nigga, ain’t left, everything right
We was celebrating life, tryna get to the fetty
Ball forever, nigga!
What you talking bout, homes?

I fuck up the pack, I don’t fuck with the sack
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Bounce, bounce
Love me like drugs, bitch I might be
Hold on, chill out, please give me a second
And I mean the bread come quick, he told me bring him 300
I mean most of y’all niggas love drugs like me
[Skit]
You ready? I’m ready, uh, alright I’m ready, you ready?
Turn off your cool, I mean, I might freeze
I brought him excuses and like 200 or something
Me and my two, okay
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
I’m rolling up this dub, finna face it, beheaded, mm-mm
[Outro]
But me and my two niggas, we like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn

Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn
Aye, aye, nigga, Snapchat niggas twisted up real tight
I’m Zack, you AC, that Jessie and Kelly
Yo’ love light bulb, turn on lights please
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, I’m tight!
Nah bruh (huh?)
Cut all of the bullshit, nigga chop the confetti
I’m with my motherfucking brothers, nigga (hahahahah)
I pull up to your hood, just let me know when you ready
But we in this motherfucker real tight
[Intro]
I was moving too fast, I ain’t hear what you said
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two, alright, me and my two, okay
[Verse]

Kari Jobe – Lover Of My Soul (Lyrics On Screen)

Oh lover of my soul
Fall in this place
Hear my sinful soul
I am forever Yours (I am forever Yours, forever Yours)
[Chorus 2]
Burning in my heart
Let Your presence fall
Fall in this place
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)
King of heaven come
Pull me in Your arms forever!
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
Oh lover of my soul

Every breathe is Yours

Fall in this place
[Chorus 1]
King of glory come
[Verse 2]

Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Pull me in Your arms forever!
[Bridge]
It’s You and You alone
Fall in this place
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)
Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You
You’re my one true love
[Pre-Chorus]
Fall in this place
Oh lover of my soul
Fall in this place (King of glory come!)
Oh lover of my soul
You’re saving, You’re strong
Keep me in Your arms forever
I am forever Yours
[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 1]
Burning in my heart (my heart, my heart, my heart)
Pull me in Your arms forever!
Burning in my heart

Fall in this place (King of glory come)
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
Fall in this place (King of glory come)
Oh lover of my soul
Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You
Hear my greatest song
It’s You and You alone
I surrender all
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
Keep me in Your arms forever
[Chorus 2]
Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Oh lover of my soul
Oh lover of my soul
It’s You and You alone

Parson James – Only You

I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh
Now I’m asking for your help
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
You-ah
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh
[Pre-Chorus]
Only you-ah
[Verse 1]
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
Only you-ah
Only you-ah

Only you-ah
And I know it’s hard for five million reasons
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
I can’t give up and I can’t let go

Only you-ah
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
You-ah
Only you-ah
‘Cause I can’t sleep by myself
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
And my poor old heart’s in five million pieces
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
And I don’t care ’bout much else

When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
Only you
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
And I need someone to lay down beside me
[Chorus]
I won’t give up, I won’t lose

I won’t give up, I won’t lose
Only you

[Bridge]
[Chorus]
Only you
[Verse 2]
Only you-ah
But I don’t think I could wait

[Pre-Chorus]
And I need your love, I need you here with me
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]

When I’m broken down and I’m bruised

smokepurpp – Fingers Blue (feat. Travis Scott) (Uncensored)

I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
[Hook: Smokepurpp]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
[Hook: Smokepurpp]
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof

Diamond teeth (shine), diamonds white and pink (it’s lit)
Fuckin’ yo thot yeah I do that for certain
And I stay clean like detergent
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
[Hook: Smokepurpp & Travis Scott]
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Yeah I’m the shit, all of my songs is a hit I don’t miss
Hit her off the view, top floor aerial

Heard you a snitch, nigga be quiet cuz you can get bitched
I keep a chopper it’s loaded, hop out the rolls got my name on the curtain
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Run up on me you get cut like a turkey
Poppin’ on xannies and poppin’ on perkies
Still strawberry smooth, still roll off the goop
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue

[Intro: Smokepurpp]
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
Chopper on me, shots to the head make him sit
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof

Smokin’ on gas in the VIP, poppin’ champagne on a bitch

Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Whole damn crew, off the zoot
Pour the juice, hit the jack and count the deads
If I slide the top off then you better shoot (yeah!)
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe (Skrr skrr)
I be countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Yeah, all she do is dance and take xans, she too basic
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
Hop out the whip, i’m in the kitchen i whip
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Yeah, back in sync, just in time to drink
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]

Lil purpp
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
If she ever plan on fall asleep my hands replace them