Bill Gates’ Luxe Hideout Discovered After His $150 Billion Divorce Announced – Pics

Bill Gates’ Luxe Hideout Discovered After His $150 Billion Divorce Announced – Pics







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Erin Silvia
News Writer & Reporter

Bill Gates has reportedly been staying at a gorgeous ultra-exclusive California golf club for several months in the midst of his divorce from wife Melinda Gates because he ‘saw’ the split ‘coming for a long time.’

Bill Gates, 65, is making sure to get some privacy as his $150 billion divorce from his wife of 27 years, Melinda Gates, 56. The Microsoft founder has been staying at The Vintage Club, an ultra-exclusive golf club in Indian Wells, California, for around “three months”, according to a source who spoke to Page Six. The impressive 712-acre location dubs itself as “one of the United States’ most prestigious and ultra-exclusive private country club communities” and has glorious pics taken on site to prove it. Check out the pics of the club HERE.

“Bill clearly saw this divorce coming for a long time because he’s been there for around three months,” the source said about the businessman’s stay at the club. Bill, who owns a home on the property, was spotted there along with his daughter Jennifer Gates, 25, and her fiance, Egyptian millionaire Nayel Nassar, this week, the insider further claimed. Other billionaires like Charles Koch, Philip Anshultz and Dennis Washington are also members of the prestigious club.

Bill Gates poses and smiles at a previous event. (Shutterstock)

The club’s website shows impressive photos of the property and gives information about its history as well as ways to join. It costs $250,000 to join and some of the prices of their homes range from $2.3 million to $20 million, Page Six reported. Some of its features include an 85,000-square-foot clubhouse at the epicenter and various restaurants, a spa, and two 18-hole golf courses.

Bill reportedly spent a whopping $12.5 million for his home at the club in 1990. It is a 13,573-square-foot house that has six bedrooms and nine bathrooms and is placed near a beautiful golf course.

Bill Gates and Melinda Gates announced their divorce on May 3. (Shutterstock)

The reports of Bill’s hideout comes after he and Melinda shocked the public when they announced their intent to divorce via social media on May 3. Court documents that the soon-to-be ex-wife filed near their home in Bellevue, Washington, revealed she’s not seeking spousal support from Bill’s $130 billion fortune, and The Wall Street Journal reported she’s been speaking with divorce lawyers since 2019 because the marriage was “irretrievably broken.”

Melinda was also reportedly concerned about Bill’s previous dealings with convicted sex offender Jeffrey Epstein. “[The Vintage Club] is the perfect place for Bill to hide out from anyone who wants to question him about his divorce or his alleged ties to Epstein,” Page Six‘s source also said about the reason he’s hiding out. When asked about his association with Epstein in the WSJ in 2019, Bill said, “I met him. I didn’t have any business relationship or friendship with him.”

Bill Gates & Wife Melinda Divorcing After 27 Years Together: We ‘No longer Believe’ We Should Be A Couple

Bill Gates & Wife Melinda Divorcing After 27 Years Together: We ‘No longer Believe’ We Should Be A Couple

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Bill and Melinda Gates announced in a statement that they are ending their marriage after 27 years together, declaring they ‘don’t believe’ they should be a couple.

After nearly three decades of marriage, Bill Gates and wife Melinda Gates are calling it quits. The couple and business dynamites, who have three children together, announced their surprising split in a joint statement posted to Twitter on May 3. Bill and Melinda came to the conclusion that they should divorce “after a great deal of thought,” according to their statement.

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— Bill Gates (@BillGates) May 3, 2021

“After a great deal of thought and a lot of work on our relationship, we have made the decision to end our marriage. Over the last 27 years, we have raised three incredible children and built a foundation that works all over the world to enable all to lead healthy, productive lives,” the statement, posted to the Microsoft founder’s Twitter reads. “We continue to share a belief in that mission and will continue our work together at the [Gates] foundation, but we no longer believe we can grow together as a couple in the next phase of our lives.

Bill, 65, and Melinda, 56, ended the message by asking for privacy “as we begin to navigate this new life.” The billionaire philanthropists met at Microsoft, the company Bill co-founded, where Melinda worked as a marketing manager in 1987. They married on the Hawaiian island of Lanai in September 1994, after weighing the pros and cons of marriage on a whiteboard.

“You know, we cared a lot for each other and there were only two possibilities: either, we were going to break up or we were going to get married,” Bill said in the 2019 Netflix docuseries Inside Bill’s Brain. “I took the idea of marriage very seriously.” He gushed over Melinda in the series, calling her “a truly equal partner.”

Bill and Melinda Gates married in 1994. (Shutterstock)

They head the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation, launched in 2000, which focuses on enhancing healthcare, reducing extreme poverty, and expanding access to education and technology throughout the United States.  As of 2018, Bill and Melinda had donated $36 billion of their own money to the foundation.

The financial details of their split are not clear. Bill, the co-founder and former CEO of Microsoft owns about 1% of the company’s shares. Together, Bill and Melinda are worth about $26 million, according to CNBC. They are part of the Giving Pledge, a movement of wealthy philanthropists who vow to give away half of their money. MacKenzie Scott joined after her pricey divorce from Amazon’s Jeff Bezos.

Melinda Gates: 5 Things About Philanthropist & Her Divorce From Bill Gates After 27 Yrs. Together

Melinda Gates: 5 Things About Philanthropist & Her Divorce From Bill Gates After 27 Yrs. Together

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Melinda Gates and her husband Bill Gates announced their decision to end their marriage via social media on May 3. Here are five things you should know about her and their time together as a couple.

Melinda Gates, 56, and her husband Bill Gates, 65, shocked many of their social media followers on May 3 when they released a statement that announced the end of their 27-year marriage. The philanthropist and Microsoft founder, who were married in 1994, both took to Twitter and Instagram to share the news and revealed that a “great deal of thought” went into their final decision.

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— Melinda French Gates (@melindagates) May 3, 2021

“After a great deal of thought and a lot of work on our relationship, we have made the decision to end our marriage,” the statement read. “Over the last 27 years, we have raised three incredible children and built a foundation that works all over the world to enable all people to lead healthy, productive lives. We continue to share a belief in that mission and will continue our work together at the foundation, but we no longer believe we can grow together as a couple in this next phase of our lives. We ask for space and privacy for our family as we begin to navigate this new life.”

Here are five things you should know about Melinda and her background with Bill.

When did she and Bill first meet?

Melinda met Bill in 1987. The pair dated four seven years before tying the knot in beautiful Lanai, HI in 1994. They share three children, two daughters and a son — Jennifer, 25, Phoebe, 18, and Rory Gates, 21.

Melinda and Bill Gates speaking at an event [Ken McKay/ITV/Shutterstock].
Together she and Bill created the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation.

Six years after their wedding, Bill and Melinda founded the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation in 2000. The organization has donated billions of dollars to health research during the ongoing coronavirus pandemic. In February, the foundation donated $100 million to health care research as the outbreak in the United States grew more serious. In April 2020, they donated another $150 million in testing aid, treatment, and helping impoverished countries create a plan of sustainability during the uncertain time. As of the publishing of this article, the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation is the second-largest donor to the World Health Organization.

Melinda and Bill Gates smile and pose for a photo together before an interview in 2018. (Shutterstock)
She gave Donald Trump’s administration a ‘D-‘ for leadership during the coronavirus.

Melinda was not satisfied with how President Donald Trump‘s administration treated the coronavirus pandemic. On Thursday, May 7, 2020, the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation gave the Trump administration a D- for their leadership during the outbreak. “We need leadership at the national level. We lost two months almost now in terms of our national response,” Bill shared with Politico last year.

Melinda also insisted that one of the biggest issues facing America during the pandemic was the lack of testing. “You know, if we were doing the things that the exemplar countries are doing, like Germany, we would be testing. We would be testing, first, health care workers and then the most vulnerable, and you’d be doing contact tracing,” she said. “And we would be able to start thinking about slowly, slowly reopening places in society in safe and healthy ways, but we have a lack of a coordinated effort.”

As a major donor to the World Health Organization, Melinda quickly became one of strongest voices from the Trump administration opposition. Her foundation has donated millions of dollars to combat the pandemic, making her and her soon-to-be ex-husband, two of the biggest financial donors in the fight against COVID-19.

Melinda has received high honors for her philanthropic work.
Melinda Gates sits down for an interview on the ‘Lorraine’ show in 2019. (Shutterstock)

In 2013, Melinda Gates was appointed an honorary Dame Commander of the Order of the British Empire for her philanthropy and work on the international stage. In 2016, President Barack Obama also awarded her and her husband the Presidential Medal of Freedom for their philanthropic efforts.

She’s an author.

In 2019, Melinda published her first book The Moment of Lift: How Empowering Women Changes the World. The book is a New York Times bestseller. Her work focused on a span of issues from child marriage, to the lack of access to contraceptives, and inequity in the work place.

Jeezy – Twenty/20 Pyrex Vision Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
All I know is what I know and I don’t know nothin’ else
Them indictments come around, best believe I’m goin’ stealth (Yeah)
I ain’t about to ask some nigga some shit I can so myself (Nah)
See me grindin’ in these Dickies and these new designer belts (Ayy)
Only thing that’s on my mind, an abundance of wealth
Givin’ up or givin’ in is some shit I never felt
‘Cause I’m a street nigga (Street nigga), and I don’t sleep nigga, gotta eat, nigga
Street nigga, nothin’ cheap nigga, we don’t lease, nigga (Go)
I’m laid back in this Maybach, bitch, it’s payback
From way back, and I’m still on, them niggas hate that
I’m Superman, got a super grind, where my cape at? (Cape at)
I’m Clark Kent, got a laser beam, where my safe at? (Ha-ha)

[Chorus]
Always on my grind, always on a mission (Mission)
Tried to tell ’em then, they weren’t tryna listen (Listen)
Ask me what I do, I say, “I hustle for a livin’”
Plus I got that twenty-twenty Pyrex vision (Let’s go)

[Verse 2]
Let’s go nigga, nothin’ slow nigga, want some mo’, nigga? (Mo’, nigga)
For sure nigga, rule number one, grind like you’re poor, nigga (Damn)
Bounce back, get that cash stack, like at NASDAQ (Yeah)
Count that, slow your roll, nigga, gotta stash that (Ayy)
Get your check, let your accountant get it, gotta pass that (Pass that)
Get your check, bein’ reckless with it, yeah, we past that
Invest the shit, straight up test that shit, win or lose, nigga (Lose, nigga)
Bill Gates and that Warren Buffett, them is clues, nigga

[Chorus]
Always on my grind, always on a mission (Mission)
Tried to tell ’em then, they weren’t tryna listen (Listen)
Ask me what I do, I say, “I hustle for a livin’”
Plus I got that twenty-twenty Pyrex vision (Let’s go)

[Outro]
Always on my grind
Tried to tell ’em then (Pyrex vision)
Ask me what I do, I say, “I hustle for”— (Pyrex vision)
Pyrex vision
Always on my grind (Pyrex vision)
Tried to tell ’em then (Pyrex vision)
Ask me what I do, I say, “I hustle for”— (Pyrex vision)
Pyrex vision

Iniquity Rhymes – My Pain Lyrics (feat. MC Norad)

[Norad]
Yo, check it, look
Critics been watchin’ every move that I do
I might as well remove my shoes and let ’em use ’em too
‘Cause you ain’t seen shit, till you step in my view
And see I’ll give a shit, when I let you choose my mood
I ain’t mad at the world, but I’m pissin’ it off
Me getting a girlfriend? Shit, I’m flippin ’em off!
I ain’t rude, I’m just an average dude who needs space
But I can’t seize the day where people will free my name
If I, can make the money off what these people say
Then shit man, I’d be richer than Bill Gates in one day!
I don’t know what else to say
But to thank every hater that came and made me this way
I am who I am, and that ain’t gon’ change (nah!)
No matter the image you portray you couldn’t hang with my pain (bitch)
I may, just turn out to be the guy you’ll never shake up
Yo Iniquity, tell these motherf**kers to wake up!

[Chorus]
By the end of the day, you’ll know my name
And I don’t give a f**k if I make you hate (nah)
See, this is what I do
Trying to get attention and it starts with you
See I, just, wanna make it through that
You’ll never change, how much I take
And I, can’t wait ’til the day I can
To make ya’ll motherf**kers comprehend, My Pain

[Iniquity]
I been pissed off at the world so long my mind has changed, I lost my nerve
These binding chains are finding ways to finally haunt my world
But I’ll rip ’em off, My Pain knows no limit, I know my worth
I’ll pivot my direction man, I’m livid but my bond’s my word
I’m far from timid and I house these blues like Papa Smurf
I’m tired of these bitches who can’t deal with shit like, “Mom it hurts!”
You think thrones are inherited? Fact is I made this
You pray to your heaven quick, I actualize greatness
Defy the Purple Army? That’s a violation
Ya’ll can’t even touch the bar, so far ’cause I raised it
Survival of the dopest, son I forced in my placement
Waste cash on studio time? I record in my basement
I knock ’em down like dominos, turn pain to passion
Rap era’s phenomenal as long as I remain in it
Ya common goals don’t interest me, ya listening?
Don’t let pain consume, that’s just time wasted
Ya boy Norad and I laced this

[Chorus]
By the end of the day, you’ll know my name
And I don’t give a f**k if I make you hate (nah)
See, this is what I do
Trying to get attention and it starts with you
See I, just, wanna make it through that
You’ll never change, how much I take
And I, can’t wait ’til the day I can
To make ya’ll motherf**kers comprehend, My Pain

Brewski – Craigslist Lyrics

Lyrics:
(Intro)
Bitch you been trappin
Ay shoutout Bill Gates
I f**king love my computer
Internet for life
God damn changed the game
Yeah Yeah Yeah!

I been trappin on I been trappin on Craigslist
I been trappin on I been trappin on Craigslist
Feds ain’t find me yet Feds ain’t find me yet naw
Feds ain’t find me yet NO! Feds ain’t find me yet

(Hook)
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
Feds ain’t Feds ain’t found me yet

(Verse)
She like you always on your phone when I’m with you
But, when I text you take some hours whats the issue
Look I ain’t got class I text you for ass
Need me a thick bitch Kloe Kardash
Ouh and super fast
I’m throwing them bands and they making her dance
Ay I feel like Juicy J
Two phones like Kevin Gates
Ay She hit me up everyday
f**k her then we go our separate ways
Thats how I rock
Moving the dope keep it all in my sock
Stay in my circle connecting the dots
Stealing some thots while you cuffin like cops
She hit me on my iPhone
She came over then I bone
Oh thats bae thats bitch I left her mind blown
She mine bro
Skype me on the road a different time zone
Hit her from the back
While she sitting all on my throne
Im the king y’all some f**king peasants
I walk in the room you know they feelin my presents
Bro told me stay off that shit
Use it for jugs and licks, but I still told him this!

(Hook)
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
I been, been trappin on Craigslist
Feds ain’t Feds ain’t found me yet

Shotta – Mundo Cruel Lyrics

[Estribillo]
Mundo cruel, sangre salpica en mi piel
No se que hacer sin fe, será cuestión de suerte
Vive esta vida a gusto es lo único que se
Porque el tiempo se te escapa de este mundo cruel

Rap intenso, bien, no siempre el sol sale, ¿sabes?, a veces las cosas salen mal, el mundo es cruel contigo, escucha esto…

Sube en mi noria, raza aria no intimida
Una profesora esta violando un niño en secundaria
Sin alternativa, el mundo sufre, se conmociona
Siete años después entrevistan a un caníbal
El poli esta abusando, insultando, le acaba de llamar africano
El hombre dice: “ese no es mi nombre hermano”
El poli se distrae, el negro saca un puñal
Se lo clava con templanza y su nervio se contrae
Estoy hablando de, sabes que esas cosas pasan
Al día siguiente igual ya ni te acuerdas, tiene guasa
Que tu vecino se masturbe en el parque
Y tu hermano chico lo vea y se convierta en súbdito de Jefrey Dammer
Anciano con dinero compra kilos de carne humana
Mutilaciones de clítoris de musulmanas me descolocan
Enterarme y quedarme marcao a manos de Satán
Lagrimas del cielo caen, me cago en mi hígado
Es de plástico, doblao, rapto tu parpado
Punky en directo, entro en el club bebiendo ácido
Asesinos son convictos sin motivos
El mundo es cruel, por eso Aznar sigue vivo y tiene frío
Este porro de polen en memoria de tu difunto, amigo esta encendío
Entre latidos ebrios ando con sentido
No conduzco un Clío, voy con un Wallace sin freno
Entro a la plaza con una fogata y un litro de queroseno
La crueldad se puede mal gastada en la iglesia con el cura
Voy con el Buda, flechao a destrozar tu boda
En el walkman llevo `Hecho, es simple´
Suena el timbre, un disparo en la frente a Bill Gates

[Estribillo]
Mundo cruel, sangre salpica en mi piel
No se que hacer sin fe, será cuestión de suerte
Vive esta vida a gusto es lo único que se
Porque el tiempo se te escapa de este mundo cruel

¿Se te murió el gato?, ¡oh! hay un enfermo de Sida mirando
Le quedan 2 días, esta tramando algo
Sale de casa con un sable y un martillo del Ave, va triunfando
Es tan cruel que ese niño en to los dientes se lleva un impacto
Luego puede, que pase lo contrario
Por eso la suerte acompaña a quien no debe
Y esos 2 yonkis después de atracar el banco, suman con un Mercedes a 180
Atropellan a tu madre, y el bebe que lleva dentro muere
La vida es una puta mierda
Eso pensaste antes de tener a un nazi atao a una silla, ponte guantes
Me tapo con la manta, mejor toca madera
Todavía mas tenso que la infanta fumando base en Alamea
Que se muera Beckham, por aquello de compensar
El mundo se vuelve loco, da igual
Si todo se acaba que sea leve y duela poco, trata de conservar
Con un micro mi personalidad, la secta a veces viene, otra se va
La fortuna se fue de camping por el desagüe
Si te toca la lotería, la verdad, solucionaría bastante
Al día siguiente te toca la bonoloto
Vas a por el dinero, te cae una maceta en la cabeza dejándote loco
A la mala suerte invoco
El mundo es cruel y el psiquiátrico se te hace chico
En la camisa de fuerza que lleva pone Ecko
Su psycho ego convierto en importante, cantante de pop, que tiene el miedo
Te concedo mi suicidio, puedes grabar en los video
Critica a los que no conoces, se hacen llamar cínicos
Es típico, ya no hay lagrimas pa ti, so pena
Lo de tu promo mas que mala suerte es vergüenza ajena
Hoy se un en las mujeres, por eso da coraje ver golfas
Folla pollas, famosas en el equipaje
Bájense, las bragas y déjense, vaga, acérquense
¿no bailas?, yo no se, puto mundo cruel

[Estribillo] (x2)
Mundo cruel, sangre salpica en mi piel
No se que hacer sin fe, será cuestión de suerte
Vive esta vida a gusto es lo único que se
Porque el tiempo se te escapa de este mundo cruel

Shh, el Shotta nunca dice na en sus letras, no tiene mensaje, no lo escuches, pos toma mensaje, barbaridad en una instrumental del Hazhe, yeah, Chapina City, sabe lo que haces Ok, yeah, Sevilla City en esto, hasta el cuello de mierda, yeah

Skyrider – Currency lyrics

Intro:
Money, money, money, money, money
Skrr skrr
Money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego ego)
Money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego ego)
Yeah right!! Sky!
Money, money, money, money, money,
Owo kudi ego ego

Bridge:
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, mo ni pe owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
Hook:
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
(Oooh I want the money)

Verse 1:
Omo na hustling backwards if you spend time chasing bitches
Cause they come easily to a young nigga that keeps getting this riches
So it’s money first, trips next, that’s how I’m keeping the focus
Cause when you get the mullah then you be the focus
Money, money on my mind
Got a nigga on the grind
What’s life if you no dey see money, mehn I’d rather be blind
Dangote, Dangote, Dangote
Mo fe lo wo bi ti Dangote
So if you no fit help me make money, comot for my team nagode
My life be like chess coz I be all about the cheque mate
I care about the dollars, as for the dullards let them hate
I’m all about the investment, trying just to be the best man
Who blew up from the basement to be Bill Gates replacement

Bridge:
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, mo ni pe owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
Hook:
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
(Oooh I want the money)

Verse 2:
I need the dough like a baker
Make my team dey ball like the Lakers
Bringing the heat like Miami
Mo fe ra Bentley fun iya mi
Baba mi range rover or hummer
Fly won abroad fun summer
Ntori yi ni mo te pa mo se on a everyday cause the money Ko normal
I need a rollie on my wrist
Expensive kicks on my feet
Mansions by the beach
Fancy cars in my fleet
Know I dream big, know I dream big though my bed be pretty small
I dey on ikunle looking for gold, baba God pick up the call
Like a one minute man I want the money coming fast
I don dey grind since, oluwa let the pepper rest
The plan is quite simple, na just to get this money
To ba ti se yen tan, na to get more ni

Bridge:
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, mo ni pe owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
Hook:
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
(Oooh I want the money)

Verse 3:
Pay me the money, client pay me the money
Pay me the money cause being broke ain’t funny
Pay me the money, client pay me the money
Pay me the money cause being broke ain’t funny
Steady steady on my hustle hustle
Ti o ba le grind, ogbeni lo sun
But na still upon the bicycle you go dey when this boy go bubble
Some say all na vanity vanity
Cool story shey ki stomach mi empty
Abi ki iya mi ma ri anything
Make money fall on me, oshey gravity
I be grinding on a 24/7
Sell something worth 2 for 7
Team be balling like winning eleven
Like winning eleven, like winning eleven
Hope we get to heaven
Owo lo sure ju ni gboro
Owo lo sure ju ni gboro
Owo lo sure ju ni gboro
Sky! I gotta get the dough

Bridge:
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, mo ni pe owo lo sure ju
Money on my mind, owo lo sure ju
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
Hook:
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
Oooh I want the money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
(owo kudi ego, owo kudi ego ego, owo kudi ego)
See I’m Currently Chasing all these Currencies
(Oooh I want the money)

Playboi Carti – Right Now (feat. Pi’erre Bourne) lyrics

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
I let her count it, too much to balance
I can’t even balance
Got a bitch in my palace
And she work at palace
And a bih at Magic
And she me let me have it
She let me smash it, she let me pass it
Baby no cap (baby no cappin’)
I’m on the block I got the Glock
I want the static
I got the bitch all on the pipe, just like a addict
I got the bih all on the pipe calling me daddy
I’m with the stick, I’m in the 6, I’m in the wagon
I’m in the bitch, I’m in the bricks, I’m in the ashes
I got that white I got that dope, I got that ashy
Sellin’ that soap, sellin’ that soap, selling that nasty
I’m on the block, just like a po’ fuckin’ a bandit
I’m on the block, I got them I got them
We gotta go, we gotta go, hop in the ghost
Then I go ghost
Ooh, ooh

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now

[Verse 2: Pi’erre Bourne]
[?] right now
Bags of the future
Did it all off computers, hey
Bill Gates, aye
All my bills paid, hey
For real
Got that good gas, for real
Put you on your ass, for real
Got that good gas, for real
Put you on your ass, for real
Yeah, flex for real
And they mad for real
I got cash, for real
Hunnid dollar bills
Yeah these all real bills
Yeah, motherfuck how you feel
I’m at Dr. Phil
She just got called to get killed
[?] And she come through lyft
You can talk to my dawgs

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now

[Bridge: Playboi Carti]
I got bitches wanna see Pi’erre right now
I got bitches wanna see Carti right now
All these diamonds in my teeth, I had to smile
Right now, right now
Told that bitch to get down right now
Touch your toes, bend it over right now
All this money, all this guap, it’s in the pad

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
Now, right now
Now, right now
Now, right now

Adamn Killa – Piss In The Sheets

[Refrain]
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me

[Verse 1]
Pour my Vitamin D, broke ass nigga is heat
All my [?] on me
I just want the whole thing
I don’t want that old thing
I want new everything
I’m married to my name
I give it a weddin’ ring
I’m for my family
So they live happily
I want S550
I don’t get what you need
Bitch, you got ugly feet
Those hoes a get a D
Monkey doin’ see
They like Adamn is heat
Get money like truancy
Get money, hoes like a week
I’m just tryna me and everybody elses too apparently
My niggas know what I mean
[?] Google me or Bing
Make money like crack, I sling
Make money, Bill Gates on me

[Refrain]
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me

[Verse 2]
I’m a young ass nigga
But, I’m really a OG
Niggas come and fuck around
I just might OD
Just like Killavesi say
These niggas might owe me
If we racin’ to the money, I got niggas beat
Take my feet, they planted under sea
Nigga, understand, I’m standin’ ten feet from the sea
I can’t buy no hatin’ ass niggas
Wanna [?] to eat
I ain’t never have no job
I make it off my speech
I just cut the leash
Like I switched the drums, nigga
Bitch, I’m ballin’
Like my name is net swisher
Niggas see me at the grocery store and take pictures
Same bitch that dismissed ya
I coulda dicked her
(I am Adamn, I am Adamn)

[Refrain]
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me
Don’t want your bitch, she a freak
Lame ass nigga a geek
Lookin’ like a junkie
I wake up, I’m brushin’ my teeth
You smell like piss in the sheets
Plus, you got shit in your teeth
Where were you, bitch you is cheap
I don’t want your bitch, she want me

Soulja Boy – Bitches goin’ ham Lyrics

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I’m So Fucking Rich Man (soulja)
Smokin on da pisert (soulja)
Hold up bitch get back , Shoot Em With Da AK
5 On My Chest Swaggin With Dat V-Neck
S.O.D Bitch Man Were So Up There
Man Were Gettin Money, Rolling From The Dice hoe
S.O.D Bitch, My Chain Make A LightShow
Big Money Nigga, Big Money Figga
Bitch Made Haters, Balling Like The Lakers (Kobe)
Bitch I’m Getting Paper, In Dat Navigator
I’m In Dat New Buggati, Smoking In That Gati
12 Gauge Shawty, Shooting Up the Party
9 On Me Shawty. Surfing Going Naughty

[Hook]
Bitches Going Ham [x8]

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Bitch I’m So Swagged Up, Bitch I Gotta Work
S.O.D Bitch, Rolled Up From My Shirt
High 30 Flights, In The Fuckin Air
Rick Hulk Hogan, Neck Rick Flair
Im hollin, Just like lil b smokin’ on that shit
Higher than a bitch, nigga check my wrist
Fifty thousand racks, SOD boy 365 taxs
365 black, Bitches going dummy
Smokin color (color) same gummy
Damn Rambo (Rambo) eating gumbo
Smokin thrax, loud pack
All black everything I’m lookin’ like a king
SOD boys let my fuckin’ jewelry bling
Put that on everything, I’m worth a bout a billion
You can call me Bill Gates, smoking out the window
Loud pack bitch playing hoes like Nintendo
Shout out to my to my friends doe, shout out to my kinfolk
Money in my Findo, 300 on the floor
SOD bitch, money like galore Oh my God
Bitches goin’ ham [x7]
Circles circles (circles) like a cyclone
I’m gone, I’m gone. 30 thousand

Vince Staples – Bagbak

[Verse 1]
This is for my future baby mama
Hope your skin is black as midnight
I’ll take you out that Honda
I can put you in a Benz, I can balance out your chakras
Fornication is a sin, we can fuck all night regardless
Oh father, oh the heavens, as I pray for new McLarens
Pray the police don’t blow me down cause of my complexion
Everybody think they know me now
Cause I’m chicken-checkin’
Negro, you are not my homie
How dare you think it’s different
Boy, you trippin’

[Hook]
Gas break, I dipped
The cash came, I flipped
I stack that, yeah I stack that past the ceiling
So sacrilegious, don’t ask to chat
And don’t ask for bitches, bagbak I’m trippin’
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me better
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me better
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me homie

[Verse 2]
Boy oh boy and we are
Floating on the Dions
Go until they take my bro and em out them city CRs
Prison system broken
Racial war commotion
Until the president get that, shit Vincent won’t be votin’
We need Tomikas and Shaniquas in that Oval Office
Obama ain’t enough for me, we only getting started
The next Bill Gates can be on Section 8 up in the projects
So today, love my dark skin
Bitch I’m goin’ all in

[Hook]
Gas break, I dipped
The cash came, I flipped
I stack that, yeah I stack that past the ceiling
So sacrilegious, don’t ask to chat
And don’t ask for bitches, bagbak I’m trippin’
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me better
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me better
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me
Bag-bagbak, bagbak you don’t know me homie

[Interlude]
They found it
Depth close to 3,230 feet
A deep dive, but within acceptable range

[Verse 3]
Clap your hands if the police ever profile
You don’t gotta worry, don’t be scared because we own ya
Ain’t no gentrifying us, we finna buy the whole town
Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
We on now, we on now
Tell the one percent to suck a dick, because we on now
Tell the government to suck a dick, because we on now
Tell the president to suck a dick, because we on now
We on now
We on now
We on now
We on now

Canibus – Escape To Victory Lyrics

[Canibus]

Damn I’m in Nottingham, I can’t believe it
I came from the West Indies on some emcee shit
I double step for clips a day
I train green, black, maroon and blue berets
I sell a dream to you, I sell the oxygen you breathe to you
When I’m done I make a thief of you
And I always share a piece of you
‘Cause the chances are by now you’re probably a meat lover too
Prepare for the blitzkrieg blur of the Fuhrer
Put my CD in your Walkman and watch it slowly stir
Listen to my ‘Beast from the East’ verse
If you wanna witness the world’s illest rapper at work
Perhaps some of my earlier work, ‘Music Makes Me High’
Uni-4-Orm and a couple of Clue tapes going berserk
One of the greatest rappers in the Universe
Literally crush you lyrically, fuck what you think of me

[Hook]

[Canibus]

Call the city of Nottingham, tell them I’m dropping in
Prepare the pussy and weed, for me as your offerings
I have a Rip the Jacker conference
Get the Queen to sponsor it and invite members of parliament
Ring the states, talk to Bill Gates
‘Cause I’m obsessed with the Microsoft X-Box that microprocessed
I’ll ask him if he’s heard a hundred bars yet
Be psychotically complex climb on top secret documents
Show him that I’m not impressed and I’m not a threat
Tell him the album drops of October 25th
Fifteen pounds or fifteen hundred pence
‘C’ True Hollywood Stories from Canibus
Shows I’m booking them now, push me around get chucked in the mouth
I’ll permanently fuck up your smile
I’m like a crook in your house or Foot and Mouth
On the hunt for some cows, I shouldn’t be allowed to run around
In your town running them up, hopping out a Canibus bus
Fans bum rush me, am I stunning or what?
Canibus and Joe Buhdha bunning it up
Sixteen’s is not enough, you need a hundred and up
Follow the Leader ’til you find Jesus
Let’s take a moment of Silence for Aaliyah she was a diva
One in a million I flow brilliant
Bent spoons with my mind before but I never filmed it
You fronting if you never heard me spit ill shit
You lying if you said I never killed it
You build with wigs and stick, I build with bricks
Opened the seventh seal after I revealed the sixth
Steel the fifth, get on some Four Horsemen shit
My third, second and first verse metaphors are sick

[Hook]

[Canibus]

This is the ‘Escape To Victory’
The Ripper is more talented than Mr. Ripley and more risky than circus gypsies
Born in the 50’s and was ripping by the 60’s
And still remember the first time that I removed the man’s kidneys
With these, like a Nightmare on Elm Street dream
Mini machetes sharper than Wolverine’s
Injections to the neck or suppress the screams
Leave clues behind for the forensics team that inspects the scene
Serial killing machines to the extreme
An all eye seeing in-theory- that being, surgically supreme MD, slash MC
Slash you across the cheek, and leave a gash that bleeds profusely
Truthfully the cut is too deep
And the motherfucking Rippers running loose through the streets
Slippery as WD40 oozing from the feet
Canibus and Joe Buhdah ripping the streets

Run The Jewels – Hey Kids (Bumaye) (feat. Danny Brown) (Run The Jewels 3 Album)

[Intro]
Hey, hey k-
Hey kids!
(This is so crazy!)

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
Say hello to the masters, on behalf of the classless masses
We showed up, ski masks, picks, and axes to murder asses
Lift up our glasses and watch your palaces burn to ashes
Fucking fascists, who the fuck are you to give fifty lashes
All cause I’m motivated, stimulated, never smoking simulated happy and burning hashes
Killer, killer, dealing with him like he’s a squealer
Get ’em, got ’em, shout ’em, and flipped the matress
Woo! I’m the man bitch, got big ideas, got plans to rob
Any Rothschild living, Bill Gates and the ghost of Jobs
Yeah I said it, I meant it, I ain’t flinchin, Marshawn Lynchin’ it
Run through a motherfucker’s face like ig’nant, isn’t it
Domain eminent, we the preeminant
Villainous willingness, spitting this ready raw rap shit rhyme ridiculous
Enemy grave he digging it, then we piss in it
Us go to hell, we been in it, gettin’ it, yeah

[Hook]
Bumaye
Bumaye
Bumaye
Bumaye

[Verse 2: El-P]
Aye, aye kids
I’m the fucking tits, I hold no regard for no fucking myth, hey
I lived half my life to give half my cash to these half man imps
They got half a heart, they give half a fuck, they got half the guns
I got half an hour, I’ll burn half a pound and I have to run
Killers of the earth get scared
You do not get one word
You do not live for the heard
Even you living’s absurd, better off kicked to the curb
That is my word
Back in the Berenstein timeline zip, no wins for the kid oh shit I got curved
In the Berenstain riff, I’m a Biff, so sick when the clock is lit, the whip swerve
It’s like nothin’ not broke, can’t stand the scope in the booth
I disrobe like pederast pope on a play-date
Better call mayday, baby I’ll spray, I’m an AK
They flayed and plated, I’m serving dead meat fame to table
Cain to Abel, death’s apprentice
Run the Jewels’ll make last breaths Brexit

[Hook]
Bumaye
Bumaye
Bumaye
Bumaye

[Verse 3: Danny Brown]
Word architect, when I arch the tech, I’ll part ya’ neck
Got bars on deck, that Xanax flow, make you nod your head
Like a gram of blow, you inject
My words infect like insects havin’ incest, I’m in check, like pay day on a Thursday and it’s Wednesday
I’m sensei, you bouquet, you menstruate
That’s pussy all on your template, we skate, skate on ’em twenty-eight
Get pearl tongue like every day, so I Run them Jewels in every state
I kill a mic with Killer Mike, roll el’s out a p with El-P
My self-esteem on king, got head so big no crown can’t fit me
No bitch on my ding-a-ling when she ride on it she wet like a jet-ski
Please be alarmed, be warned
Please be alarmed, be warned
Give up that charm or get harmed
Watch, too or your time gone, and the rings or your life pawned and we gone

[Outro]
You made my eardrums bleed and I will pinch you

Beyoncé – Formation lyrics

[Intro]
What happened at the New Wil’ins?
Bitch, I’m back by popular demand

[Verse 1]
Y’all haters corny with that Illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana
You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama
I like my baby hair with baby hair and afros
I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils
Earned all this money but they never take the country out me
I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag

[Bridge]
Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh, yes, I like that
I did not come to play with you hoes, haha
I came to slay, bitch
I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch
Oh, yes, you besta believe it

[Verse 2]
I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it
I dream it, I work hard, I grind ’til I own it
I twirl on them haters, albino alligators
El Camino with the seat low, sippin’ Cuervo with no chaser
Sometimes I go off, I go hard
Get what’s mine, I’m a star
Cause I slay, I slay, I slay, I slay
All day, I slay, I slay, I slay
We gon’ slay, gon’ slay, we slay, I slay
I slay, okay, I slay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, cause I slay
Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay
Slay trick, or you get eliminated

[Verse 3]
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
When he fuck me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay
If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay
Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J’s, let him shop up, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay
You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay
I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making

[Verse 4]
Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation, I slay
Okay, ladies, now let’s get in formation
You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation
Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper

[Outro]
Girl, I hear some thunder
Golly, look at that water, boy, oh lord

Bladee & Thaiboy Digital – Still In Search Of Sunshine (Avp Album Album)

[Hook: Bladee]
Still in search of sunshine
I’m still on the front line
Gotta get it one time
Double-crossing both sides
I still got my closed eyes
Medicine with crushed ice
AvP watch out it’s cold out
Sometimes I can’t keep the ghosts out

[Verse 1: Bladee]
I gotta disinfect
I’m gone in a sec
You hit my phone about some money we can reconnect
I’m with the Drain Gang bitch gonna drain your neck
You must’ve thought that I was playing but who told you that
I take over the city off a percocet
I took her heart she was your girl it wasn’t working man
What is the fucking meaning someone tell me that
I’m blade running in Miami with 200 racks
I make it so you meet me there’s a price for that
I’m out in public with my razor and my Jason mask
Got 20 floors beneath me but I’m with the rats
I’m burning through the money cause I know I’ll get it back

[Bridge: Bladee]
Margiela veil
Opiates for sale
Drugs under my nails
Get my money through the mail
I wanna know where do it go
Still in search of sunshine going to the coast

[Hook: Bladee]
Still in search of sunshine
I’m still on the front line
Gotta get it one time
Double-crossing both sides
I still got my closed eyes
Medicine with crushed ice
AvP watch out it’s cold out
Sometimes I can’t keep the ghosts out

[Verse 3: Thaiboy Digital]
Hey Thaiboy tell em what it do
You think you flexin’ boy who, boy who
Rich as Bill Gates, came outta Shield Gang
Thaiboy Goon pull up from the east like a real champ
AvP shawty you know we don’t like to dance
Gotta story in this foreign land
Nobody understand they can’t fuck with that
Shield Gang, you can fuck with that
Had a heart attack
But I came back
She can’t do me like that
While I’m smoking on this pack
Woke up in the bank and I’m higher than my rank
Flexin’ like a tank
GTB Shield Gang