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Moneybagg Yo – Lil Baby Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted January 21, 2020•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
I’m tryna get it lil baby
I’m tryna get it
Know you think I’m out doing other shit but baby I’m tryna get at it
Aye let me do me forreal

[Chorus]
She calling my phone, all in her feelings
Wanna ask me where I’m at, ayy look bae you tripping
See I’m coming in lil late or I might not come in
Cause I’m tryna turn your Honda Accord, into a Benz
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, aye I’m tryna get it

[Verse 1]
You know I like spending lil baby
So I gotta get it lil baby
Never had shit all you know is get it when you come up from the trenches lil baby
Sending texts thinking I’m f**king off with other bitches she crazy
Take the R out of free you get fee if I do f**k with them just know they gone pay me
I’m bout to stretch a whole 9 i ain’t lying I’m bout to whip it like slavery
I’m trynna get it swear to God it’s M.O.B f**k some ass and titties
I’m on the money like the words on it just let me do me you gone be happy
You got a hustle and I got a hustle we can’t lose so baby let’s get at it
I count the money while you roll the trees up, this a push button put the keys up
Making plays in the farm field, girl you in the presence of a real one
Why you get mad when I say I got shit to take care of, got no time for the movies
Getting to that gwala, that mula but you think I’m out f**kin with groupies

[Chorus]
She calling the phone, all in her feelings
Wanna ask me where I’m at aye look bae you tripping
See I’m coming in a late or I might not come in
Cause I’m tryna turn your Honda Accord, into a Benz
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, I’m tryna get it
Aye I’m tryna get it lil baby, aye I’m tryna get it

[Verse 2]
Just to show you how I’m living ride with me to serve the city
Really don’t want you around that type of lifestyle too dangerous and risky
But you got licenses f**k a ticket
I got straps f**k the envy
We dropping off and picking up (what?)
Bags with the cash in it
Girl why the f**k is you tripping?
You rocking the latest fashion baby, you need to be grateful, that shit didn’t fall a tree I got it from smashing baby
If you don’t trust me then don’t f**k with me, ain’t got time for the nonsense
Gettin’ on my nerves with that mad, f**k around and get left in the past tense (bitch)
Arguing every single day ain’t with it
I’m keep that shit one hunnit like Benji or the emoji
Real talk ain going like a freak hoe some shit ain’t I know it
Arguing every single day ain’t with it
I’m keep that shit one hunnit like Benji or the emoji
Real talk ain’t going like a freak hoe some shit ain’t I know it

Eminem – Radio Freestyle 2 Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted July 8, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Yo, yo
(Huh, huh, huh, huh)
Aight, aight (huh)
Slim Shady
Yo, yo, yo

[Verse]
It’s only fair to warn, I was born with a set of horns
And metaphors attached to my damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap that’ll bash you with a 2 by 4 board
And smash into your Honda Accord with a 4 door Ford
But I’m more towards droppin’ an a cappella that’ll chop a fella
To mozzarella, worse than a helicopter propeller
Got you locked in the cellar with your skeleton showin’
Developin’ anorexia while I’m standin’ next to ya
Eatin’ a full course meal watchin’ you starve to death
With an IV in your veins feedin’ you liquid darvocet
Pumpin’ you full of drugs, pull the plugs
On the gunshot victims full of bullet slugs
Who were picked up in an ambulance and driven
To receivin’ with the asses ripped out of they pants and given
A less than 20 percent chance of livin’
Have a possible placement, it’s a hospital patient
Storin’ the dead bodies in grandma’s little basement
Doctor Kevorkian has arrived
To perform an autopsy on you while you scream, “I’m still alive!”
Drivin’ a rusty scalpel in through the top of your scalp
And pullin’ your Adam’s apple out through your mouth
Better call the fire department, I’ve hired an arson
To set fire to carpets and burn up your entire apartment
I’m a liar to start shit
Got your bitch wrapped around my dick
So tight, you need a crowbar to pry her apart with

[Outro]
Motherfucker
Slim Shady, bitch
Recognize
For the 99
I’m on February 23rd

Lil Durk – When I Was Little

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted April 2, 2018•0 Comment(s)

[Verse 1]
I’ll fuck your bitch if she put it in
And I just ran up a hundred bands
Gave him my watch and he flooding it
Nut in her face and she rub it in
Niggas sippin’ on the cutter ten
Bitch I’m ballin’ like Above the Rim
See my face cost another ten
Had a Ford, now I got a Benz
Honda Accord, we was trappin’ in
See the stores they was runnin’ in
Snatch and grab, got my bitch a bag
Eleven years, got nine in
New generation dying fast
Before the P’s, had dime bags
Pinky ring cost nine stacks, yeah
You can’t name a bitch that I ain’t touch
Now I’m Balmain rocking, came a long way from Von Dutch
Multiply and crush, shout out to scammers
Ain’t no I in us, I’m too high to trust

[Chorus]
I was fucked up when I was little
I ain’t never had no money (let’s get it)
I was fucked up when I was little (was fucked up)
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (drugs)
I didn’t take drugs when I was little (turn up)
Percocet sick to my stomach (get it)
I got two beams, now you little (little)
You already know how I’m comin’ (ayy)
I was fucked up when I was little (gang)
I ain’t never had no money (guns)
I was fucked up when I was little (money)
Now I got a whole lot of hundreds (shooters)
I didn’t take drugs when I was little
Percocet sick to my stomach
I got two beams, now you little (let’s get it)
You already know how I’m comin’ (let’s get it)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I can litter you (turn up)
Stack them books, you political (let’s get it)
I can litter you (litter you)
Bag on your head, get rid of you
You told on the audio
Nigga that’s an interview
Got drugs in Idaho
Them’ll come with chemicals
My skin inky, smoke that stinky
Don’t drink that green shit, wedding ring my pinky
My bitch she decent, she know I eat it
She say I’m freaky, she know I’m geekin’
New Prada, two straps
Cough syrup, two caps
My bank account, 21, 21
That forty cal, 21, 21
I fuck her, she 21, 21
I got the pounds for, 21

Lil Uzi Vert – 444+222

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted August 29, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Chorus]
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
4, 4, 4, 4
4, 4, 4, 4
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay, me

[Verse 1]
Pull up, walk in
Everybody yell like "watch out"
Got it too lit like "pipe down"
No I can’t wait need it right now
Get guap, only ones, what she like now
Count it up, from the morning to the night now
That’s the reason that niggas wanna fight now?
Cus my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?
Pull up, walk in
Everybody yell like "watch out"
That be Maaly Raw

[Chorus]
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me

[Verse 2]
Woah, fuck your bitch, I’m bored
Rockstar, that’s of course
White girl like Lorde
She don’t really get too impressed, Honda Accord
‘Long as she get her beauty rest, then I’m aboard
Got that girl wet, she need three towels (ayy)
Call my phone like every day on speed dial
Hundred thousand, new watch, got like three dials
I don’t eat out, hit once, leave out
Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
Back it up, rack it up
Told that bitch, "Back it up"
Thirty nails, hammer tucked
So there’s no way that you jamming us (no way)

[Chorus]
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
Breath in, breath in
Breath out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me

[Verse 3]
Pull up, sauce got the drip
Foreign broads, like ’em mixed
Bulldog with a pit
Bulldog with a grip
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me
All these niggas yeah, hate me
Covered in that water, waist deep
Pull up in that Lamb, just me
My niggas pullin’ up, eight deep

Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
Breathe in, breathe in
Breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast
Slow down
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
4, 4, 4, 4 (ayy, ayy)
Million, on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me

[Outro]
Pull up, walk in
Everybody yell like "watch out"
Got it too lit like "pipe down"
No I can’t wait need it right now
Get guap only ones, what she like now
Count it up from the morning to the night now
That’s the reason that niggas wanna fight now?
Cus my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?
Pull up, walk in (ayy)
Everybody yell like "watch out"
Got it too lit like "pipe down"
No I can’t wait need it right now
Get guap only ones, what she like now
Count it up from the morning to the night now
That’s the reason that niggas wanna fight now?
Cus my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?

Nines – High Roller (feat. J Hus) (One Foot Out Album)

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted February 21, 2017•0 Comment(s)

[Intro]
Zino Records (Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha…)

[Hook: J Hus]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What’s the worst that could happen?
That hasn’t already happened
I’ve been outdoors for days
Getting paid in different ways
You wouldn’t know money if it slapped you in your face
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor
I’m the high roller, bipolar in the fly motor

[Verse 1: Nines]
Come through looking fly in some designers
Always got it, can’t catch me sliding in these sliders
Even at the red carpet event we had them straps on base
I only do push-ups if I catch a case
I’m just a skinny nigga with a army
Stepped my game up from the Mini to the ‘rarri
See them niggas acting like they’re bosses, they’re frauds
I shut it down in my city plus I be flossing abroad
Came through in a Audi or in that Honda Accord
All this gold got me looking like a Oscar Award
You ain’t getting show money how you keep flossing?
Rocks in the ring, ain’t fighting Steve Austin
I got all these model bitches on me to fuck
They wanna hit the cling on me like when I’m re’ing up
Hit the block for fresh air, write some new lyrics
Got the feds tryin’ to tap me down every two minutes

[Verse 2: Nines]
Me and the gang coming like some Arabs
Spending all this crack money up in Harrods
Just whipped up see the white under my nails
Told my nigga fix up cah we don’t fight over girls
Got himself a mix up tryna line up some bells
Twenty bricks up off a Q, bike and some scales
If I blow I don’t have to share
Went broke tried to reach out, all them niggas left me hanging like a chandelier
Everyday a nigga hustle
Wrapping up in the trap house playlist on shuffle
Still post on the strip
These lazy niggas chill in bed
My nigga Keyz and Pappy probably wrapped up a mill’ in pebs
My new chick keeps the ting inside her blouse
And she ain’t been to my crib, I got a sidechick house
And I still don’t go home until my food’s done
Even bring the four fizzy on me in a school run

[Outro: Nines]
Don’t compare me to none of these rappers, B
We’re nothing alike
Niggas be rapping my life
Free the team
Ice City going platinum baby!

Tory Lanez – Look No Further

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 25, 2016

[Intro]
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Yeah, for real look, look

[Verse 1]
You gotta know I want you
I’m tryna be better than
Nigga making cars, this girl talkin’ my Letterman
Jacket, I pack it up on this motherfucking avenue
You know what I had to do
Was selling a pack or two
The money was all there, wasn’t a fortune
Tenets talking eviction, she stepping all on our doorstep
So I hit the corner, hustling out for Jordans
You up on my trap phone talking these abortions
Baby you know that all of this shit is for you
Baby I hit that broad up for us
Though I be bummy and scummy
Through wires and fire you know I be on it for us
Shawty when I’m in that there
I’ma win that there
I wear a king’s struggle till I’m sitting in that chair, yeah
So just promise that you’ll never forget me
And when you see me you better accept me
Remember the crew on the glo up
Everything on the show up
Selling till the door up tryna get all the dough up
I can take you care better, we can fuck a floater
Came a long way from tryna hustle a four up
Picture you sitting up in that kitchen
You cooking doing the dishes
I’m in the room wearing dope up
Shit’s changed, I done came from the pain
So when you see me promise that you’ll do the same shawty
[Hook]
And when the things change you’ll still be the same
And when things change you’ll still call my name
As a nigga shawty I’m just tryin, tryna change
You know things change, things change yeah

[Verse 2]
And I’m just tryna be better
With this nine in my sweater
I hit the avenue and grind for the cheddar
For that bread, for that beef, that lettuce I’m working
Even when it ain’t worth it I bring you that burger
Gotta know that we be flipping dope
The coppers is on corners watching so we getting ghost
But it’s you on top of my mind when I’m in the corner hustling
With all of my niggas you gotta know I got to hit the folks
But look you knew the vision, I got a hustle the dream
My niggas hustle and scheme
It’s tryna hustle something
And that’s adjustments it seems all of us from the bottom
So when we got it, got it, know it’s hustle over everything nigga
Old time nigga, old time nigga
Shawty fuck me like I’m your long time nigga
Make ’em all forget you, they got alzheimer’s nigga
And they say they want you, it’s a long lie nigga
If they don’t see you then they all blind niggas
I mean it’s either that or I’m a sharp eyed nigga
Cause I see you and I think baby we a duo
Selling shadow get our pockets fatter than a sumo
NWO, that’s the way we team up
You deserve an award then get your body link up
You ain’t scared to check me on corners where I be on it
And you know it’s where the bodmon but I link up
Man I (?) tings up but it ain’t about that
It’s about you and nothing else cause I’m about that
You ain’t just pop out the sky, had to scout that
Just a few reasons why you should never doubt that

[Outro]
Fargo, and it’s no one better
Used to show up in your house in that shogun leather
Used to push a Honda Accord in the 01 weather
Now me and you and that Wraith feel so much better, don’t it?
We came up together
It’s only right we Rolls Royce the lane up together
It’s only right we VVS the chain cuts together
And promise me you gon’ give me that same love forever
I swear I ain’t tryna play musical chairs
I ain’t here judging, I’m tryna come through in the clear
Fuck you, put two in the air
Fingers all through in your hair, tell me you love it
End of the day I’m just a TO nigga
I’m just tryna do better for ya
Tryna be the best so there ain’t nothing better for ya
Know how I feel, Fargo

Tory Lanez – Look No Further letras

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 25, 2016

[Intro]
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Yeah, for real look, look

[Hook]
And when the things change you’ll still be the same
And when things change you’ll still call my name
As a nigga shawty I’m just tryin, tryna change
You know things change, things change yeah

Tory Lanez – Look No Further Lyrics

Lyrics•by Azlyrics•Posted October 24, 2016

[Intro]
Woah, woah
One more time, one time, one time
Yeah, for real look, look

[Verse 1]
You gotta know I want you
I’m tryna be better than
Nigga making cars, this (?) my letterman
Jacket, I pack it up on this motherfucking avenue
You know what I had to do
Was selling a pack or two
The money was all there, wasn’t a fortune
Tenets talking eviction, she stepping all on our doorstep
So I hit the corner, hustling out for Jordans
You up on my trap phone talking these abortions
Baby you know that all of this shit is for you
Baby I hit that broad up for us
Though I be bummy and scummy
Through wires and fire you know I be on it for us
Shawty I when I’m in that there
I’ma win that there
I wear a king’s struggle till I’m sitting in that chair, yeah
So just promise that you’ll never forget me
And when you see me you better accept me
Remember the crew on the glo up
Everything on the show up
Selling till the door up tryna get all the dough up
I can take you care better, we can fuck a floater
Came a long way from tryna hustle a four up
Picture you sitting up in that kitchen
You cooking doing the dishes
I’m in the room wearing dope up
Shit’s changed, I done came from the pain
So when you see me promise that you’ll do the same shawty
[Hook]
And when the things change you’ll still be the same
And when the things change you’ll still call my name
As a nigga shawty I’m (?)
You know things change, things change yeah

[Verse 2]
And I’m just tryna be better
With this nine in my sweater
I hit the avenue and grind for the cheddar
For that bread, for that beef, that lettuce I’m working
Even when it ain’t worth it I bring you that burger
Gotta know that we be flipping dope
The coppers is on corners watching so we getting ghost
But it’s you on top of my mind when I’m in the corner hustling
With all of my niggas you gotta know I got to hit the folks
But look you knew the vision, I got a hustle the dream
My niggas hustle and scheme
It’s tryna hustle something
And that’s adjustments it seems all of us from the bottom
So when we got it, got it, know it’s hustle over everything nigga
Old time nigga, old time nigga
Shawty fuck me like I’m your long time nigga
Make ’em all forget you, they got alzheimer’s nigga
And they say they want you, it’s a long lie nigga
If they don’t see you then they all blind niggas
I mean it’s either that or I’m a sharp eyed nigga
Cause I see you and I think baby we a duo
Selling (?) get our pockets fatter than a sumo
NWO, that’s the way we team up
You deserve an award then get your body link up
You ain’t scared to check me on corners where I be on it
And you know it’s where (?) but I link up
Man I (?) tings up but it ain’t about that
It’s about you and nothing else cause I’m about that
You ain’t just pop out the sky, had to scout that
Just a few reasons why you should never doubt that

[Outro]
Father and it’s no one better
Used to show up in your house in that shogun leather
Used to push a Honda Accord in the 01 weather
Now me and you and that Wraith feel so much better, don’t it?
We came up together
It’s only right we Rolls Royce the lane up together
It’s only right we VVS the chain cuts together
And promise me you gon’ give me that same love forever
I swear I ain’t tryna play musical chairs
I ain’t here judging, I’m tryna come through in the clear
Fuck you, put two in the air
Fingers all through in your hair, tell me you love it
End of the day I’m just a TO nigga
I’m just tryna do better for ya
Tryna be the best so there ain’t nothing better for ya
Know how I feel, fuck ’em