Kailyn Lowry Shades Jenelle Evans’ Bikini Body & She Claps Back: ‘You’re A Giant Compared To Me’

Kailyn Lowry Shades Jenelle Evans’ Bikini Body & She Claps Back: ‘You’re A Giant Compared To Me’

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Kailyn Lowry got in a not so subtle dig at what she thinks of Jenelle Evans’ bikini body after the former ‘Teen Mom 2’ star shared swimsuit photos. Now Jenelle is dissing Kail’s figure right back.

Just because Jenelle Evans is no longer on Teen Mom 2 doesn’t mean her feuds have gone away with her former cast mates. The mom of three’s war of words with Kailyn Lowry is alive and well, after Kail appeared to throw shade at Jenelle’s bikini body. Jenelle, 28, shared several photos to her Instagram on May 20, wearing a tiny tie-dyed two piece while at a beach in North Carolina. Within hours, Kailyn tweeted “I don’t know who needs to hear this, but David better never come for my body ever again.”

That was a reference to how Jenelle’s husband David Eason body-shamed Kailyn’s bikini figure in Apr. 2019. It was also a subtle slam to Jenelle about what Kail really thinks about former co-star’s current swimsuit curves. With the Coffee and Convos podcast co-host’s tweet, it was on! Jenelle took to her Instagram stories and called out Kailyn’s figure for being “giant” compared to her. She even began her series of IG stories messages with the same phrasing as Kail’s tweet.

“IDK who needs to hear this but you are a giant compared to me. Lets stand side by side.” Jenelle began with a laughing so hard it was crying emoji face. “Don’t let me start talking about you. Cheating on Javi (Marroquin) and telling my mom while getting your makeup done. But oh, everyone just finds out now? I told everyone this a long time ago. Wow, so much to say but let me stop LOL,” Jenelle continued.

She was referring to Kailyn‘s May 18 Twitter admission that she had been unfaithful to then-husband Javi with Chris Lopez, the father of her third son Lux, 2, and the baby boy she’s currently pregnant with. Kail, 28, tweeted, “Damn I really ended up with the one I told him not to worry about #yikes and then he cheated with every single girl he told me not to worry about …everything comes full circle #lessonlearned,” referring to cheating on Javi, and then getting cheated on by Chris. When a fan brought up how Javi cheated on Kailyn first, she sagely responded, “True but I don’t care what anyone else did! I guess I was trying to reflect on myself! Just want to do better bc I know better.” So Jenelle’s shade wasn’t much of a burn since Kailyn already put it out there.

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Little bit of Vitamin Sea 🌊✨ #BeachDays

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I don’t know who needs to hear this, but David better never come for my body ever again.

— Kailyn Lowry (@KailLowry) May 20, 2020

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And it begins 🍿#TeenMom

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Jenelle kept going. “And like, you’re still worried about me? Focus on yourself and your family. I’m not on the show anymore so I’d appreciate it you (sic) stop stalking me. Sick of screenshots being sent to me,” she continued writing in her IG stories. Then she tried to throw the fact that she’s married in Kail’s face…even though Kailyn can’t stand volatile David, especially after he shot and killed Jenelle’s pet French Bulldog in Apr. 2019. “And at the end of the day, I have a husband that loves me unconditionally and my family is happy. That is all that matters #FamilyFirst,” Jenelle concluded. So far, Kailyn hasn’t responded to what Jenelle had to say, but we’ll keep you posted if she does.

Serena Williams’ Daughter, Olympia, 2, Poses In Adorable Teal Two-Piece & Sunglasses — See Pic

Serena Williams’ Daughter, Olympia, 2, Poses In Adorable Teal Two-Piece & Sunglasses — See Pic

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There was absolutely ‘no shade’ when Serena Williams shared the cutest photo of her two-year-old daughter, Olympia, to her Instagram grid, featuring the toddler posing-up in a teal bikini with fun sunglasses!

Two-year-old Alexis Olympia Ohanian Jr. is no shady baby! Serena Williams captured her sweet daughter in a new photo she shared to her Instagram on May 20, featuring the toddler in a teal bikini with a ruffled top and sunglasses that featured snowflakes on the white frames! Olympia, ever the sassy toddler, struck a pose with her hands on her hips for her adoring mom, who captured her daughter’s gorgeous natural hair in the snap, too! “No shade here,” the tennis living legend, 38, captioned the sweet photo.

Little Olympia has been the biggest star on Serena’s social media account, and has seriously brightened up fans’ days as Serena and her family continue to quarantine in their Florida home. In fact, Olympia has appeared on more than just Serena’s Instagram grid. In a May 13 IG video that Serena shared with her over 12 million followers, Olympia made a cameo in her mom’s makeup tutorial. “I’m cute,” the two-year-old shouted at the camera, upon seeing reflection in the mirror. Amused by her little girl’s shenanigans, Serena couldn’t help but agree. “She’s cute,” the 23-time Grand Slam champion said to the camera.

Beyond her appearances in her mom’s Instagram posts, Olympia has been featured on her own social media platform giving fans some of the cutest content on the internet. On May 3, Olympia literally brightened up everyone’s day with a post that was shared to her IG account. In the photo, Olympia wore a stunning gold dress-up gown, reminiscent of Belle in Disney’s Beauty & The Beast, while giving her little pink and purple toy car a nice spring cleaning with a garden hose! Making the image all the more perfect, Olympia’s car featured a license plate with the word ‘princess’ written on it!

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No shade here!

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There’s no doubt that Olympia is her mom and dad, Alexis Ohanian‘s, 36, little princess. Over the course of their time in quarantine, Serena and Alexis have both shared such sweet moments with their daughter, who gets cuter each and every day! We cannot wait to see what her inspiring mom and innovative dad share with fans next!

Chris Brown Shows Off Blonde Highlights In New Hair Makeover: Before & After Pics

Chris Brown Shows Off Blonde Highlights In New Hair Makeover: Before & After Pics

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Singer Chris Brown got a whole new ‘do while under quarantine. He showed off how his hair has grown out in long waves and the singer is now blonde.

Chris Brown is such a chameleon when it comes to his hair. He’s done painted on flames, a half-blue, half-pink dye job and now he’s gone fully blonde. Breezy is just like a lot of men in quarantine these days, as he’s growing out his locks. Since barbershops in Los Angeles are still closed due to the coronavirus, Breezy’s hair has gone far past his usual buzzcut. The 31-year-old singer shared a photo to his Instagram on May 19 showing the top of his head, with blonde tips and dark roots. He’d been rocking a shorter light blonde ‘do earlier in May, and the new photo displayed his hair combed forward in long waves.

While Chris didn’t show his face in the photo, he captioned the pic “Long nights, fast mornings.” He was wearing an orange sweatshirt with black and white accents as he bent his head forward. Chris showed off a hint of his growing blonde hair in a May 5 Instagram video where he celebrated his 31st birthday with his daughter Royalty, 5. Even though he was wearing a blue fedora on his head, blonde strands of hair several inches in length could be seen on the back of his head.

Chris then shared an IG photo hanging out with pals the next day, and his hair was fully visible. His blonde waves were already growing in quite nicely, but his natural roots hadn’t appeared yet. Just two weeks later, the new pic shows that he’s already had a lot of new hair come in and might even be in need of a root touch up.

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Long nights, fast mornings

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Chris Brown rocks his natural dark hair while attending the iHeart Music Awards in Los Angeles on Apr. 3, 2016. Photo credit: Shutterstock.

Most fans left either fire emojis or red heart emojis to show their love of Chris’ quarantine hair makeover. User @nicola.favotto commented, “I like it,” while @ai.damian told Breezy, “This hair is awesome brah.” Fan @itzz_yogirl_nisha gushed, “All dat hair,” with a hearts for eyes face emoji, as @annaandreeva7 commented, “Actually look good like highlights.” User @deedeeugly joked, “Looking like string cheese, we stan,” as @doniquacbreezyofficial asked, “Can I put my whole hand in it.” Hopefully Chris will give fans a look at his handsome face next time he posts a pic of his new longer blonde ‘do.

Britney Spears Says She Used To Feel Like An ‘Ugly Duckling’ Because Of Her ‘Bad Teeth’

Britney Spears Says She Used To Feel Like An ‘Ugly Duckling’ Because Of Her ‘Bad Teeth’

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Even though Britney Spears is so stunning, she still had insecurities growing up. The singer says having ‘bad teeth’ and feeling the need to hide her forehead with bangs made her feel ‘ugly.’

Between wowing on Star Search at age 10, starring on Disney’sThe Mickey Mouse Club at age 11 and exploding onto the pop scene at 16 with 1998’s “Baby One More Time,” fans watched Britney Spears grow from an adorable young girl into a stunning teenager. But the pop princess now says that she didn’t feel so pretty during her childhood. She admitted in a May 18 Instagram post that she was super insecure about not being able to pull off wearing her hair without bangs, and said her teeth made her feel like an “ugly duckling.” Brit even claimed a modeling agency said she “wasn’t pretty enough” to work for them during her grade-school years.

The 38-year-old posted an Instagram selfie with her blonde hair pulled up in a high ponytail, as fine wisps of hair floated down over her forehead. “I know I need bangs!!!!! Who would have thought bangs could make you look waaaaay younger?!?!” the mother of two lamented in the caption. Brit looked so incredibly beautiful in the photo, even though she felt the need to change up her hairstyle to look more youthful. 

The Louisiana native explained, “I stopped having bangs in the 3rd grade and I remember like it was yesterday….it was such a big deal to expose my forehead….only pretty people in the south could do that and I never felt pretty enough to pull it off. All the beauty pageant girls did it but I never felt beauty pageants were my thing.”

“I had bad teeth and felt like an ugly duckling. I met with a modeling agency but I wasn’t pretty enough so I went home and said, ‘maybe I can be like the older girls and show my forehead!!!!’ I did and it looked sooooo bad but I thought I was gorgeous!!!! I think I knew it didn’t look good but I did it because I thought it made me cool….and I’ve pretty much had it like that ever since!!!!” Britney confessed. She seems to be going a little hard on herself, as from her childhood performance videos, Britney didn’t have “bad” teeth. And ever since Britney became world-famous as a teen, her pearly white smile has been movie-star quality.  

Britney has been known for her trademark long blonde locks that she’s twirled and flipped to perfection while doing high energy dance routines for the past two decades. But she was still feeling anxious about her looks in her IG post. Brit concluded, “People choose different ways to protect themselves….when I pull my bangs in front of my head I feel like I’m protected…almost like I’m in 3rd grade again!!!” Fortunately her fans were there to assure the singing superstar that she’s a knockout no matter how she wears her hair. 

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I know I need bangs 😜😜 !!!!! Who would have thought bangs could make you look waaaaay younger ?!?! I stopped having bangs in the 3rd grade and I remember like it was yesterday …. it was such a big deal to expose my forehead …. only pretty people in the south could do that and I never felt pretty enough to pull it off. All the beauty pageant girls did it but I never felt beauty pageants were my thing … I had bad teeth and felt like an ugly duckling. I met with a modeling agency but I wasn’t pretty enough so I went home and said, "maybe I can be like the older girls and show my forehead" !!!! I did and it looked sooooo bad but I thought I was gorgeous 🤣 !!!! I think I knew it didn’t look good but I did it because I thought it made me cool …. and I’ve pretty much had it like that ever since !!!! People choose different ways to protect themselves …. when I pull my bangs in front of my head I feel like I’m protected … almost like I’m in 3rd grade again ⭐️💖🌸 !!!

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User @chasesevenmusic wrote in the comments, “Britney you don’t need to worry about looking young, you’re perfect,” while @lifeisbeautiffle told her, “GORGEOUS WITH AND WITHOUT BANGS.” @thehopefulnerd gushed, “You’re beautiful naturally. Embrace it.” Fan @hiags asked her, “You know you are Britney Spears right?” pointing out that she’s been one of music’s hottest sex symbols for so many years. User @stefloveshp agreed, adding, “Girl you’re stunning, the prettiest woman alive, like hello? You’re BRITNEY SPEARS!” Hopefully Brit’s fans were able to reassure her that she’s beautiful no matter how she wears her hair.

Halsey Shows Off Her Freckles In Makeup-Free Pics Of What She ‘Really Looks Like’ In Quarantine

Halsey Shows Off Her Freckles In Makeup-Free Pics Of What She ‘Really Looks Like’ In Quarantine

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Halsey has been thrilling fans during quarantine with sexy bikini body photos. The singer changed things up to show off her fresh and natural face in close-up pics, revealing her cute freckles.

Halsey has been one of the celebrity bikini queens of quarantine. Her sexy Instagram swimwear pics have given fans a welcome distraction from the stress and boredom of being in lockdown. The 25-year-old singer admitted that it was time for a change, and wanted to show everyone the “real” Halsey by sharing a series of makeup free Instagram pics of her face in ultra close-up shots. The May 12 IG photos show off her adorable freckles that are usually hidden by foundation. You can see the pics here.

“I’ve been posting a lot of *~spicy*~ bathing suit pics lately so I feel responsible to remind everyone what I ACTUALLY look like,” the “Without Me” singer captioned the series of photos. The first pic shows her facial skin close up, with freckles across her cheeks, nose and even a few on her chin. In the second pic, she shared a selfie where the singer was in mid-sneeze, looking so cute with her all face scrunched up. She had her hair pulled back while wearing a casual sweatshirt, appearing so natural and cozy while in home lockdown.

In the third photo, Halsey shared a close-up of her face in full makeup glam while in her bathroom. It showed how foundation is able to hide her freckles and give her an even overall skin-tone. She added a smokey eye with long lashes and a red lip. But that was the only pic in the set of the “Eastside” singer — real name Ashley Frangipane — looking the way fans know her from performances and magazine shoots. 

The most adorable photo she shared is one where Halsey is all of us during quarantine. She’s seen completely makeup-free while wearing a comfy tie-dyed yellow and green sweatshirt. She has the hoodie pulled over her brunette locks, so only her face is visible. Halsey is tucked in to a bowl of noodles while sitting in her kitchen at home, with several of the long strands still hanging from mouth, waiting to be slurped up. Her clean and natural face looks so youthful without any makeup on. Fans loved the fresh-faced photos, with one person telling the singer, “Okay but if I looked like that on a good day I’d never complain again.”

Julianne Hough Shows Off New Hair Makeover After Dying Hair Pink — Before & After Pics

Julianne Hough Shows Off New Hair Makeover After Dying Hair Pink — Before & After Pics

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Julianne Hough found a great solution to cover up her darker blonde roots that didn’t match the light ends of her hair during quarantine. She just dyed her locks completely pink in a new makeover!

With trips to the salon still not allowed in California, Julianne Hough discovered a way to get her hair to be uniform in color while in quarantine. After almost two months in lockdown, her roots were growing out much darker than her light blonde ends. The 31-year-old has found the perfect fix-it solution by dying her hair pink! Jules rocked the color for the first time Apr. 2015, and gushed back then about how pink was the “color of kindness.” With the stress of the coronavirus pandemic impacting so many people, now is a perfect time to pass along some “kindness,” no matter how its done.

Julianne shared her pink locks in a May 11 Instagram story. It looks like she also gave herself a slight trim, as her hair now rests at shoulder-length where before it was several inches longer. While it’s not the bright, bubble gum pink that she’s rocked in the past, her new shade is a softer, pastel shade. Jules shared a boomarang video, seeming to give a toast to the new makeover while standing in her kitchen. She raised a glass of what appeared to be either healthy beet juice or a magenta-colored cocktail to her pink hair, and cheers to how great Julianne looks with her new makeover!

Prior to the new ‘do, the Dancing with the Stars judge appeared to be getting really bored during home lockdown in Los Angeles. Especially since she’s self-isolating several states away from husband Brooks Laich, 38. He was spending his quarantine time in a rustic part of Idaho, but is now exploring remote red rock canyons in southwest Utah. On May 4, Julianne shared how she was kind of losing it a little with before and after IG photos. In the first, she looked beautifully put together and smiled directly at the camera while wearing a pale blue tank top. In the following photo, she showed her goofy side, wearing an oversized purple tie-dyed sweatshirt and put the large wrist cuff of it over her head like a hat. She also made a silly expression. Jules gave fans the options: “A) Safe at Home vs Self Isolation, B) Delicious vs Delirious, C) Instagram vs Reality.” Maybe all of the above?

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Back to Pink 💕 #juliannehough #houghbrev #juleshough #hough #beautiful #greaselive #grease #dwts #dancingwiththestars #safehaven #biggermovie #dirtygrandpathemovie #agt #moveinteractive #movebeyond #fashion #outfit #hair #makeup #kinrgy #hair #hairstyle #pinkhair

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Julianne Hough shows off her famed light blonde locks while stopping by the ‘Today Show’ in New York on Dec. 5, 2019. Photo credit: Shutterstock.

The most pink Julianne has ever been was in Apr. 2015, where she had her Nine Zero One Salon stylist Riawna Capri give her a bubblegum pink dye job. At the time, the actress/dancer wrote on her blog, “I love to experiment with my looks by way of beauty products, styling tools and sometimes even taking things a step further,” she said. “Remember last year when I chopped off all my hair? It was a big, bold move but it was so worth it! It felt liberating not to hide behind all that hair. So why did I decide on the color pink this time? Because pink is the color of kindness!” How sweet!

 

Malika Haqq Shares Up Close Pic Of Her Adorable Son Ace, 1 Mos, As He Sweetly Sleeps in Her Arms

Malika Haqq Shares Up Close Pic Of Her Adorable Son Ace, 1 Mos, As He Sweetly Sleeps in Her Arms

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Malika Haqq gave her millions of fans another glimpse at her adorable newborn son Ace on Instagram!

Caution… so much cuteness ahead! Malika Haqq, 37, shared the most precious photo of her son Ace Flores, 1 Mos, on Wednesday, April 29. The close-up shot featured just her little one’s precious face as he napped the day away while relaxing in his mommy’s arms. He upped the adorable factor by wearing a onesie that had a bunch of colorful creations on it with his curly baby hairs taking over the pic! “I thank god,” she captioned the snap that left her fans in an emotional state. “That wittle face,” one wrote while adding, “Wow”. Malika agreed by responding with a single word: “Obsessed.” It was a good day, fashion wise, for her baby boy as the Keeping Up with the Kardashians star also showed off a Gucci infant sneaker on her IG stories. Balling!

Malika’s popular IG page has been filled with numerous photos of her baby boy (who she shares with her ex-boyfriend O.T. Genasis) ever since she gave birth to him on March 14. He was styling and profiling in a pic shared on Monday, April 27, in his super shiny sunglasses! “If I can chill so can you,” she captioned while adding the hashtag #stayhome that encourages others to remain inside during the worldwide coronavirus pandemic. She also, over the course of a couple of days earlier this month, posted pics of her warmly embracing Ace shortly after welcoming him into the world. 

“Malika has really always wanted to be a mom and is loving every minute of being with her new son,” a HollywoodLife source dished EXCLUSIVELY on April 2. “She’s a natural and even though it’s from afar right now, she’s getting a ton of support. She’s always been great with kids and enjoyed being an auntie and despite what’s happening in the world, this time is really special to her. Everything’s going great at home so far and she can’t wait to share Ace with her friends and family.”

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I thank God.

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The insider continued, “She’s asked her sister (Khadijah Haqq) and Khloe (Kardashian) just mommy questions and advice in general when she has to and leans on them, but she’s got it all handled pretty well,” the source continued. “She’s tired of course but what new mom isn’t? She’s doing great.”

Blueface – Vibes Lyrics

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[Intro]
Blueface, baby, yeah, aight
Wait, hold on, shh, you hear that?
Shut up, turn it up, where they at?
Vibes (Yeah), vibes (Woah), vibes (Yeah, ha-ha-ha, woah)
Vibes (Yeah), vibes (Woah), vibes (Yeah, ha-ha-ha, woah)

[Verse 1]
I only like vibes that come with a vibe
Tired of my main, she tired of my side
Rather work nine-to-five then to get nine to five
Strippin’ at eighteen, you ain’t even tried (Why?)
Niggas send subs instead of subscribe
Dick in her mouth, she swallow my pride
She came with the girls, I came with the guys
Ha-ha, it’s nothin’ but

[Chorus]
Vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Woah)

[Verse 2]
Marble floors, blue couches (Vibe)
One hit wonder, how I got two houses? (Ha-ha)
Two is a vibe, three is crowded
Not me and you, but me and two bitches
Ha-ha-ha, silly
I’m gettin’ top in the car (Huh)
She sucked the dick-hole through the dick hole
In the Louis drawers, but it was gucci
Drive the boat, one hand on her coochie
I walk in the bank, they happy to see me
Take out a hundred, post it on IG, ha-ha-ha

[Chorus]
Vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Woah)

[Verse 3]
I put the G in Wagen
Your ho get inside, then I get inside (Woo)
Lay the backseats down, baby, vibes
Only designer in my design
Don’t pay for no pussy, can’t even spend time (What?)
I don’t have to dine to make a bitch whine
They want me dead (Take a number), get in line
Money on my head, one in the head
Put ’em to bed (Go to bed)
She suckin’ dick while it’s dead soft
Couple vibes in the loft (Loft)
Ha-ha-ha, where they at? (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Ooh)
Vibe (Woah), vibe (Yeah), vibe (Woah), ha-ha-ha-ha (Woah)

Jackboy – Lingo Lyrics (feat. Kodak Black)

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
She say she love my lingo, I gotta be from the streets
She knew that I was G code, she can tell I’m from the streets
Im snappin going beastmode everyday, I be on a beam
You ain’t gotta take no picture everyday, you’ll see me on the scene

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Aye no cameras in here please, is too much action behind these scenes
They won’t let me in this rap shit ion care cause they love me im these streets
I don’t rap it ‘less I mean it, I’m sleepin but im geekin, I’m outchea walking in my sleep, I’m on phantom with the lean
Bitch you ain’t even listening what im saying, you just staring at my teeth
I swear I used to play with lasers as a kid, but now my strap got a beam

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
She say she love my lingo, I gotta be from the streets
She knew that I was G code, she can tell I’m from the streets
Im snappin going beastmode everyday, I be on a beam
You ain’t gotta take no picture everyday, you’ll see me on the scene

[Verse 2: Jack Boy]
You don’t know what a nigga seen, from pulling capers to doing schemes
I’m really out here ten toes in these streets, you only thuggin on IG
In real life I’m a G, in real life I’m im the field with my Zs
Why the f**k would I want one hoe? They more fun by the three
Kick the door ain’t have a key, extortin niggas make ’em pay a fee
I ain’t worried bout no beef, draco with the drum now niggas off beat, I knock em off they ass

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
She say she love my lingo, I gotta be from the streets
She knew that I was G code, she can tell I’m from the streets
Im snappin going beastmode everyday, I be on a beam
You ain’t gotta take no picture everyday, you’ll see me on the scene

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
Aye don’t come back if you leavin, I’m a street nigga girl you need one
They need to free my cousin G1 Dedon, that money come right back like ping pong
She used to f**king with them peions, the streets need ya Kodak keep going
Boy that dope sold that money fold ion care, you ain’t finna get no refund
Might ride the cutlass to my pre-prom, I just might f**k her with my rees on
That money talk im speaking creole, I lost my re-up shooting Ceelo

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
She say she love my lingo, I gotta be from the streets
She knew that I was G code, she can tell I’m from the streets
Im snappin going beastmode everyday, I be on a beam
You ain’t gotta take no picture everyday, you’ll see me on the scene

Jason Saul – Let Me Know Lyrics

If you ever wanna let me go
Get a little pen write it on a note
We fell so in love we just lost control
Let me know
Let me know….

Sipping on some red wine thinking bout you
I be in my feelings girl what about you
You can poke me to provoke me
But I’ll still bag a bad bitch in my bummy shit
Make a hit
In my room girl on my lonely
Middle finger to the public I don’t want the club scene
I live better all alone
Got this swag all up on my own
Bout to be moving state
Like I’m tryna find a home
Till then I’m just cooped up in my space
Ima f**king win
Id rather come last than do second place
I’m just that type of dude
Sometimes I come off rude
Because these bitches want to settle down
Who are you
I’m bout my bands ma
22 and handsome
Got a lot of promise so these women want their hands cuffed
Yeah I can’t condone it
All I do is bone it
And kick it with you kick it with you yeah
I’m enjoying the time that we have right now
I’m enjoying the sex that we have right now
Life is short got to live it out
And that’s what I’m about
So bend over let me dig you out

If you ever wanna let me go
Get a little pen write it on a note
We fell so in love we just lost control
Let me know
Let me know….

Please don’t use my zodiac to attack me I
Know that I am stubborn I got plenty reactions I’m
Possessive with my women I’m a taurus at heart
I just move off of my actions
Words can’t tear me apart
And that manipulative mind state will screw you
I’ll probably end up with a fitness chick off youtube
Looking at my homies TL like oh you too
Double tapping on that ass cause that’s what a dude do
Cause nowadays
I be thinking with my dick and not my brain
But this shawty on the IG with a booty look insane
Smooth like the leather on my ones
Know I ain’t the only one
Trying to take her out
Dig her out
Ain’t no holy son devils spawn
But believe in god
Of course because he made you
I’m a witness of one of his angels
Trying to get to know you and your little angles
While I keep a balance in my life trying to play it stable

If you ever wanna let me go
Get a little pen write it on a note
We fell so in love we just lost control
Let me know
Let me know….

Justin Bieber – Running Over Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
From the beginning it was ending
We were emotionally pending
Jeopardy, second guessing
Got all the questions to my answers

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
I’m only right here for your consumption
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
Lookin’ like it’s turnin’ into something

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
Wednesday
It feel like a Tuesday when you met me
I remember it like it was yesterday
You just said “Hello”, I lost my sanity
Thought you was lookin’ through me
Then you made me laugh with personality
When you said goodbye that was a tragedy
Had to get a lesson in anatomy
You just ran me over
Look out, watch out, got me on the defense
Thought love at first sight was just a false pretense
Took my hat off, made me pledge allegiance
Everything was in divine sequence

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
I’m only right here for your consumption
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
Lookin’ like it’s turnin’ into something

[Post-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Better that than turnin’ into nothing (Wee-ooh, wee-ooh, ooh)
Ain’t no interruptin’ this eruption (Wee-ooh, wee-ooh, ooh)

[Verse 3: Lil Dicky]
LD, uh
I believe in love, girl, you got my hopes all up
When I left you, when I met you, I called mom and told her about it
I got all up on your IG, and was scrollin’ down for hours
I got back to 2015 and you started lookin’ young so I stopped (Ooh)
Post intercourse when you walk by (Ass, ass, ass)
More buns than a Shop Rite
They wanna sleep on my crib, let me go and get you a soft t-shirt, here (Soft tee)
What are our kids gonna be like? (Hmm)
What is your skin routine like?
Girl, just roll around bed with me
I’ll flirt with you all cleverly
I’ll lock you down, Pat Beverley
I’ll kiss your breast so tenderly, what’s up? (Breast)
How you so high and cute? (How?)
I wanna make up a language up with you
You’re already drivin’ me crazy, so just

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
I’m only right here for your consumption
Keep runnin’ over me with your lovin’
Lookin’ like it’s turnin’ into something

[Post-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Better that than turnin’ into nothing (Wee-ooh, wee-ooh, ooh)
Ain’t no interruptin’ this eruption (Wee-ooh, wee-ooh, ooh)

Wiz Khalifa – Easy Access Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
One for the money
With a hurt foot, I’ma run to the money
From the dirt, nigga, I don’t come from the money
For what it’s worth, I’ma get it done for the money
Bad bitch with a accent
Askin’ for her IG, she just wanna know where the cash is
Where she from you can’t imagine
At home, she got some bad kids
You ain’t my sons, you my grandkids
Outlandish, caught you red-handed
Stealin’ styles, that’s standard
But what happen when you get abandoned?
That mean I’ma leave a lot of niggas stranded
Fired up, they wanna know what the strain is
Roll another one
Always knew I’d be the man when I was comin’ up
The game made a nigga toughen up
Now all the girls wanna come with us
I don’t need to know her number
If it’s on, then it’s on, meet me deeply undercover
We don’t text or call each other
I give my all or nothing

[Chorus]
Let you do all the cuffing
Doobies, I’ma roll a hundred, I done brought enough in
When I handle my biz, ain’t no interruption
I just let my money talk, it ain’t no discussion
The way that shorty give me head, she get a concussion
The best thing that you could do is don’t make an assumption
The flow’s so dope, cops come in, you flush it

[Verse 2]
Man, my watch bustin’
I’ma always take my time, I don’t ever rush shit
Goin’ for fourth down while you niggas puntin’
I just throw a couple rounds, I don’t do the lovin’
Not to mention fussin’
Don’t be callin’ up my phone sayin’ all that fuck shit
Got McQueen, couple gold bottles at the function
Say I’m lookin’ like a boss, but it’s really nothin’
I just came from customs
Got your bitch crushin’
See me and she blushin’
She just left her husband

[Chorus]
Let you do all the cuffing
Doobies, I’ma roll a hundred, I done brought enough in
When I handle my biz, ain’t no interruption
I just let my money talk, it ain’t no discussion
The way that shorty give me head, she get a concussion
The best thing that you could do is don’t make an assumption
The flow’s so dope, cops come in, you flush it

Lil Wayne – I Don’t Sleep Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
(Think we found a loophole)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Funeral (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, oh

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I don’t sleep (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don’t sleep)
Speedballin’ off the cocaine and codeine (I don’t sleep)
Chinchilla carpet got her walkin’ on her knees (On her knees)

[Post-Chorus]
I don’t sleep and I’m still livin’ out my dreams (I don’t sleep)
Kill you in your sleep and now you can’t get out your dreams (Fuck your dreams)
Notorious B.I.G. said it was all a dream (All a dream)
I’m reppin’ M-O-B, the mob, I got ties (Woo, woo)
In the back of my head, under my locks, I got eyes (Woo)
Presidents so dead up in my pockets, I got flies (Yeah)
Been chasin’ these presidents so long they must be tired (Yeah)
They better not close their eyes, ’cause Tunechi never blink (Never blink)
And if you sleepin’ on Lil Tunechi, rest in peace (Rest in peace)
‘Cause all a nigga do is win like I cheat (Like I cheat)
And I ain’t sleepin’ ’til they bring me to the priest (To the priest)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, I just popped a ten, I’m in my man cave
Lookin’ for some hoes in my DMs, man, I miss Backpage
Your lil’ ho do spin class at the gym, that bitch in bad shape
My lil’ ho said she gon’ spend a band, I like it ratchet (Yeah)
Did some cocaine with these bitches, like it fancy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Snort the cocaine off their titties in my mansion (Yeah, yeah)
I’m gettin’ naked with these bitches (Yeah)
I’m on Addy and Cialis, breakin’ records in these bitches
Wait, I think (Think) this ho need Jesus, I need water
She say, “These (These) them double D’s that float in water”
I’m too numb, I bit my jaw and I can’t feel it (I can’t feel it)
I’m so numb I hit it raw and I can’t feel it

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I’m on the ceilin’, I don’t sleep (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don’t sleep)
Speedballin’ off the cocaine and codeine (I don’t sleep)
Chinchilla carpet got her walkin’ on her knees (On her knees)

[Bridge: Lil Wayne & Takeoff]
Threw a million in a week and I ain’t freak (I ain’t freak)
I ain’t fret, I ain’t sweat, I ain’t keep (No)
She said, Tunechi, “What you think about me,” lemme think (Woah)
She said, “Why you never answer?” Told her, “I was sleep” (Takeoff)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Told her I was sleep (Sleep)
Really, I was with my other bitch from Italy (I lied)
Text message from my Memphis bitch, she get ’em ten a key (Ten)
That stick shoot thirty minutes and it don’t need anti-freeze
I believe niggas tryna get the goals that I achieve (Goals)
Me without the paper just like Tune without the lean (What?)
Or Phil without the rings, (Or what?) Snoop without the weed (Or what?)
A-I without the sleeve, (Or what?) IG without the memes (Nah)
I’m up, Adderral, these niggas, they drinkin’ on Tylenol (‘Nol)
I give her the X, she give me the neck, and no, we don’t talk at all (At all)
Jaws, I’m breakin’ ’em in, she gettin’ the balls and all (Ball)
I cannot sleep and I cannot eat if it ain’t codeine involved (Drank)

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I don’t sleep (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet (I don’t sleep)
Fuck a Xanny, give me Adderall and weed (I don’t sleep)
Speedballin’ off the yayo and codeine (I don’t sleep)
Me and Takeoff ’bout to take off, ’bout to flee (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I don’t sleep and I’m still livin’ out my dreams (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill you in your sleep and now you can’t get out your dreams (Yeah, yeah, fuck your dreams)
Notorious B.I.G. said it was all a dream (All a dream)
I’m reppin’ M-O-B, the mob, I got ties (Woo, woo)
In the back of my head, under my locks, I got eyes (Woo)
Presidents so dead up in my pockets, I got flies (Yeah)
Been chasin’ these presidents so long they must be tired (Yeah)
They better not close their eyes, ’cause Tunechi never blink (Never blink)
And if you sleepin’ on Lil Tunechi, rest in peace (Rest in peace)
‘Cause all a nigga do is win like I cheat (Like I cheat)
And I ain’t sleepin’ ’til they bring me to the priest (To the priest)
Fuck a bed, fuck a spread, fuck a sheet

Luce Lutu – Seatown2LA Lyrics

{Pre-Chorus}
LA
Seatown to LA
LA
Seatown to LA
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 1: Luce Lutu}
There you stand, here I go
Don’t ever gas me up
My own light tells me when that gas is low
Dealt with too many thots zero trust to go
Put your problems in the air I light the dro
Play them wicked games you dealing with a pro
You don’t wanna see how far this leash can go

Can’t believe these games you been playing
And these things you be saying to me tonight

You better think twice about what I’m doing
And who I’m seeing when I’m flying red eye on that

{Chorus}
Seatown to LA
LA, LA
Seatown to LA
(Left my heart in the City)
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 2}
I touchdown in that 3-1-0
That plane liquor got us driven slow
Tell the driver to turn up the audio
Like Turtle bump that

See them lips got some intellect
And that tongue all on that bayonet
And girl yo booty real about to break the internet

I swear you always coming back
Your friends understanding that
And I see you on that, on that
IG scrollin’ see you getting hella likes

I said I understood why
To be honest
I like the way you move
Keep movin’

{Chorus}
Seatown to LA
LA, LA
Seatown to LA
(Left my heart in the City)
LA
Seatown to LA

Getting on this plane right now
Seatown 2 LA

{Verse 3: Luce Lutu}
Remember that time, we did it for the first time?
Remember that time, no dammit never mind
Naw remember that time, that first time up at the spot?
Damn girl you was hot, dressed like cop and watch that thang drop

And now I’m like t-t-t-touchin’ on you
Every way you put it baby
When I come around yeah we gon’ ride it now
I’ll call you my lady

When I come around you know we time it up then shut it down
And if you wanna take it, we can do this girl, how that sound?

She say I got it…

All day, that’s all day
That’s all day, that’s all day (ay)

That’s all day, that’s all day
Dayyy
That’s all day, she say I got that all day

Ashton – Ice Lyrics

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
You know how that goes
Might just take you home

Verse:
I got the gold on
Diddy bopping to slow songs
And the list goes on
You gotta dance like I threw the bands
Like why you got you’re clothes on
Miami vibes gave you a little something something for your IG to post on
Check check getting checks
Thumbing bands through the net
I take a shot it’s all net
Got the city on respect
Coming for neck
Ex bitch is upset
I just finally got up out a mess
Finally not returning text
It’s one of those things that you say but you never really have to say it
I don’t ever want to hear you say it
It ain’t nothing but another mistake
Got some money for me you better pay it
Check check getting checks

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone

Verse:
I need my pockets on the BB Dub
Super thick thick yeah I show it love
I know a couple niggas that never gave a f**k
But are big rich yeah
Might get whole Queen Elizabeth f**king tatted up
Like I’m the blue face baby
Pull up what it do baby
Game so strong prolly could have had a few babies
But ain’t nothing new icy
Had to pull up with crew icy
Had to hit the cruise I go sight seeing
Eyes red been working so hard that I might have needed viseen
Just a kid from the harder side of town
Rose up from the concrete and now I’m now autumn bound
Never falling down only slowing up with the Austin sound
Trust you gonna feel the presence when the f**king boss in town like that

Hook:
Got too many bitches on my phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Not tonight the chain on froze
Maybe when the night is slow
Don’t go through your phone
Texting on some shit like I’m alone
Cause you know how that goes
Might just take you home

Outro:
I might just take you home
I might just take you home
I might just take you home
I might just take you home

Moneybagg Yo – Match My Fly Lyrics

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[Intro]
That D.T.B., shout
You inspired this
And I got you, pinky promise (So, yeah)

[Chorus]
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin’ at you, daydreamin’ ’bout hittin’ it from the back (Uh, uh)
Ain’t no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can’t)
Let me prove the past don’t matter, we can start from scratch (Uh)
No lie (Lie), look how you complement me, girl
You matchin’ my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, ’cause I know you gon’ slide (Slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin’ my fly (Go)

[Verse 1]
One day I was lurkin’ on IG, thirsty, full of the purple (Full of the ‘maz)
Thought to myself, “What’s wrong with her? ‘Cause right now she look perfect” (All the way)
Shit together, she look worth it (Worth it)
And her bag, yeah, a Birkin (Birkin)
Never seen her out in person (Why?)
She low-key, close curtain (Hey)
I’m so on go with what we doin’, ain’t no stoppin’ (No)
You’d think we been knowin’ each other, the way we rockin’ (Locked in)
I’m not gon’ play that shit ’bout you, just know I’m steppin’ (What’s up?)
Before you ever was my bitch, you was my best friend
Federal, we locked in (In)
I know your purse say D and G, holdin’ my FN (Bah)
It ain’t no you or me ’cause we is what I’m reppin’ (Us)
Tell me your problems from the top floor of the Westin (Up)
To have a real bitch is a blessin’ (Uh)

[Chorus]
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin’ at you, daydreamin’ ’bout hittin’ it from the back (Uh, uh)
Ain’t no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can’t)
Let me prove the past don’t matter, we can start from scratch (Uh)
No lie (Lie), look how you complement me, girl
You matchin’ my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, ’cause I know you gon’ slide (Slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin’ my fly (Uh)

[Verse 2]
You match my fly, this ain’t no competition (‘Cause we is the same)
My Rollie hittin’ while your AP glistenin’ (Buss down, diamonds plain)
I thought I had it all, but you was missin’ (Question, where you was at?)
I see a future with you, baby, we can go the distance (Go)
Poppin’ out (Poppin’ out), showin’ out (Showin’ out)
Good dick got you glowin’ now (Uh)
They gon’ talk, but you ain’t gotta listen (Nope)
Just don’t let your friends blow it now (Haha)
We crossed that line, it ain’t no turnin’ back (Point of no return)
I think I love you like I love them racks (Love you like my money, yeah)
(For real) Yeah, who don’t want a boss bitch? (She don’t need no nigga really)
Count money and talk shit (You can get it with me)
Ride for your nigga like you ride dick (Uh, uh)
Beyonce in public, RiRi in private (Ha)

[Chorus]
If I say you look fuckable, how would you react? (Huh?)
Starin’ at you, daydreamin’ ’bout hittin’ it from the back (Uh, uh)
Ain’t no way we can fuck off without no strings attached (We can’t)
Let me prove the past don’t matter, we can start from scratch (Uh)
No lie (Lie), look how you complement me, girl
You matchin’ my fly (Fly)
You remind me of my stepper, ’cause I know you gon’ slide (Slide)
Your body like a Percocet, it give me a high
Just keep matchin’ my fly (Uh)

Princess Nokia – Sugar Honey Iced Tea (S.H.I.T.) Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Sugar honey iced tea
These bitches don’t like me
These bitches wanna fight me
And doin’ shit just to spite me
I see them talking on the IG
Think you jealous maybe high key
I got the juice I got the high seat
Do I care? Unlikely

[Verse 1]
You must have time on your hands
‘Cause all the time you been hatin’
I know you’re mad that I’m famous
I know you’re mad that I made it
When all the time you been hatin’
You could’ve turned into something
Sometimes it works out for people
Sometimes it really just doesn’t
Don’t do this shit to be famous
I do this shit ’cause I love it
I shot an arrow said “Fuck it”
I took a chance, came from nothing
You have to go for it, want it
You have to rise up above it
If you go on expecting
Well girl I think that you’re buggin’
How you want what I have?
You ain’t workin’ yourself
That toxic energy shit
Ain’t really good for your health
I think you need better goals
‘Cause oh my God you seem lost
You talkin’ shit ’bout my music
But what the fuck have you dropped?
Now what the fuck have you done?
Accolades, you have none
Your lazy ways get you none
I’ll go and pray for you hun

[Chorus]
Sugar honey iced tea
These bitches don’t like me
These bitches wanna fight me
And doin’ shit just to spite me
I see them talking on the IG
Think you jealous maybe high key
I got the juice I got the high seat
Do I care? Unlikely

[Verse 2]
I’m on the train throwing soup
The racist men making threats
I’m not gangster but I can tell you I love to throw hands on racists, bigots and scum
I don’t like drama, it’s dumb
I don’t be fightin’ no women
I don’t be totin no guns
I hate domestic abusers
In fact they all make me sick
This dude poured wine on my friend
I punched straight in his shit
I got a real code of honor
That I take seriously
If Colin Kap was a woman then I’d be dead on one knee
My revolution is soulful
I’m healing kids with my hands
I’m talkin’ loving my people
Not fighting bitches for brands
I got no hate in my heart
I think it’s funny I rap
I did not bang in these streets
And I did not trap in the trap

[Chorus]
Sugar honey iced tea
These bitches don’t like me
These bitches wanna fight me
And doin’ shit just to spite me
I see them talking on the IG
Think you jealous maybe high key
I got the juice I got the high seat
Do I care? Unlikely

Nicki Minaj – Suge (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: Nicki Minaj & DaBaby]
I had to do it (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Ha (Hm, hm)
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one (Rrrh, oo)

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Hah, pack in the mail, it’s gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I’m on (Yeah, yeah)
I go where I want, I’m good (Good)
Play if you want, let’s do it (Ha)
I’m a young CEO, Suge (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Drug lord, Griselda
I used to move weight through delta
So stay in your place ’cause I
Don’t wanna put you in a shelter
I’m cooking up in the kitchen
You could be my little helper
Go to the table and ask ’em
Do they want the flat or the seltzer?
I go where I want I’m good
My niggas’ll get them goods
So come off the chain and come off the watch
You gotta respect the jux
Queen sleazy era
And they never see me ever
‘Cause I send my shooters and they introduce us
As soon as I pull the lever (Brr)
I say “Choke me,” he do it
Every time that we do it
Nigga packing like Hewlett
I told him “damn nigga, you lit”
On that D going stupid
Got my ass-shots from Cupid
You could just ask Ken
He be like “Hadouken!” (Rrrh)

[Chorus: Dababy]
Hah, pack in the mail, it’s gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I’m on (Yeah, yeah)
I go where I want, I’m good (Good)
Play if you want, let’s do it (Ha)
I’m a young CEO, Suge (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
The first nigga play, I’ma body a nigga (Ha)
I just checked my balance
I’ll probably pull up to your hood
And come buy me a nigga (No cap)
You know that your ho told you that nigga crazy
Don’t think that she lied to you, nigga (Bitch)
Get caught with your ho when I’m poppin’ ’em both
Now they high just like Bobby and Whitney (Haa)
Say I’m the goat, act like I don’t know
But fuck it, I’m obviously winnin’
Don’t make me go hit the bank and take out a hundred
To show you our pockets are different (Ha)
I’m out with your bitch and I only want knowledge
She got a lil’ mileage, I’m chillin’ (Uh, uh)
You disrespect me and I’ll beat your ass up
All in front of your partners and children (Ahh, ahh)
I’m the type to let a nigga think that I’m broke
Until I pop out with a million (I pop)
Take 20K and put that on your head
And make one of your partners come kill you (Yeah)
Say he fuckin’ with me then he gotta grow up
‘Cause this nigga gotta be kiddin’ (Kiddin’)
This shit, it can’t fit in my pocket
I got it, like I hit the lottery, nigga (Hot, hot, hot)
Opp, I slap the shit out of niggas
No talkin’, I don’t like to argue with niggas (I don’t)
Ain’t gon’ be no more laughin’
You see me whip out guns
I’m gon’ be done shot me a nigga (No cap)
I don’t follow no bitches on IG
But all of your bitches, they follow a nigga (Ha)
And that lil’ nigga ain’t gon’ shoot shit with that gun
He just pull it out in his pictures (Bitch, uh)

[Chorus: DaBaby]
Hah, pack in the mail, it’s gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I’m on (Yeah, yeah)
I go where I want, I’m good (Good)
Play if you want, let’s do it (Ha)
I’m a young CEO, Suge (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah)
Hah, pack in the mail, it’s gone (Uh)
She like how I smell, cologne (Yeah)
I just signed a deal, I’m on (Yeah, yeah)
I go where I want, I’m good (Good)
Play if you want, let’s do it (Ha)
I’m a young CEO, Suge (Yeah) (Yeah, yeah)

Kanye West – New Bødy Lyrics

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[Intro]
Oh my God, Ronny!

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t  wait to see your new body
Don’t  be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh,  whoa

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
New  ass, new tits, new bitch, who this?
Who else you know this bad, with two kids?
Nobody,  ever, ever gave you shit
Nobody flew to Columbia like you did
Tryin’ the new ass out with the new drip
Only thing to ask, who first to hit?
‘Cause  far as you concerned, you is a new bitch
Them all, fuck them all, them niggas, they too rich
Old dick don’t count, if these titties don’t bounce
Ex niggas say they hit, tryna run up your account
Big dump on it now… Summer they were down
But they better act like they know who the fuck you now
This a new bitch
Gotta party table at the Ruth Chris
All bad bitches take a group pick
Had to step back ’cause she too thick
You used to twerk to every-every song
Saved up to buy an ass of your very-very own
FaceTime, body look like Dom Pérignon
Don’t pay me no attention, go on, carry on

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, whoa

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
You ain’t fuck me, you fucked the old body
You ain’t fuck Nicki, you fucked Nicole body
Ain’t no miles on this here new body
Off with they heads, these bitches is nobodies
Got-Got me a new body, now I need some new dick
Don’t let the woood, tryna stick me like a toothpick
Got me a new body, now I need some new dick
I bust shots, don’t duck, unless the shoe fit
Cookie game make me the G.O.A.T
Cookie game come with the throat
Puff puff pass, no you do not want the smoke
Bi-bi-bitches be sleepin’ on me, but be claimin’ they woke
Fuck up a check on my body
Then let him lick on my body, out in Abu Dhabi
You see me shinin’, you pissed
I-I-I think my haters just really be wantin’ a kiss
They know I’ll body you, sis (body, body)
Old nigga hit me and I say, “new body, who this?”
(Old nigga hit me and I say, “new body, who this?”)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, whoa

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
New body, you been workin’ hard
I’ve been on your IG page, lurkin’ hard
New boobie job, now they perfect
Six weeks off, it was worth it
Baby got that nip tuck, let me titty fuck
Hit her from the back, get my dick sucked
Put me on the scoreboard, make a new one
He said he hit before, not since you got your boobs done
You working on your abs, huh, you got your ass done
You better show it off, you better work it
Why they body shamin’, baby? I commend it
Doctor Ghavami, I recommend it

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Kanye West]
Can’t wait to see your new body
Don’t be actin’ like you don’t know nobody
No body count on your new body
I’ll be the first one to hit your new body
Oh, woah

Lil Nas X – Kick It Lyrics

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[Intro]
Bizness Boi

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

[Verse 1]
Now you all over the place
Sexy, yeah, I see your face
You just the nigga these days
My brother showed me your wave
Seen you on the TV, heard that Billboard took your chartin’ place
Heard your snippets on IG, man, tell me what’s the droppin’ dates
My big sister love you nigga, you the G.O.A.T., my uncle say
New pack just came in, my nigga, this that cookie funnel cake

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Verse 2]
Oh, you just that nigga, now, can’t pick up, cool, then let me know
You ain’t got no talent, nigga, more up in my pinky toe
I just thought that we could kick it, why not let me know?
You’ll fall off, I’ll give it, oh
Two months, give or take a whole

[Chorus]
Run to, to me, for three
See, if you need weed, get it from me
It’s good
See if you want it, Nas, I got it, nigga, we should go and kick it
See you on the move, but we was cool, now don’t forget it
Oh come, get weed from me
It’s good

YG – Stop Snitchin (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)

[Verse 1: YG]
I can smell a bitch nigga a mile away
Type of nigga so bitch, he should put “bitch-made” on his license plate (Bitch)
From that real shit, you bitch niggas play hide and seek (Bitch ass niggas)
Me and bitch niggas, we don’t conversate
Bitch niggas love saying real niggas tryna hate (Bitch ass nigga)
But nah, nigga, I’m a real nigga, I had to bag up weight
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
I can’t stand how bitch niggas operate
You’s a bitch (Bitch), your mama know you a bitch (Bitch)
Your girl even know you a bitch (Bitch)
I don’t know how she suck your dick, pause
You got caught with some shit (Shit)
With your best friend and your clique (Clique)
Y’all got caught hittin’ a lick (Hit)
Everybody went down ’cause you snitched (Aw)
Whoever raised you ain’t do a good job at that (That)
Whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a bitch and she gon’ get you, nigga, just like that
‘Cause once a bitch, nigga, always a bitch, facts

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

[Verse 2: DaBaby]
Want me to rap, you gotta book a nigga (Uh-huh)
I fucked his bitch, I took that pussy from a pussy nigga (Yeah)
I’m bringin’ real niggas back, they overlooked a nigga (Uh-huh)
You like to show these niggas guns, I beat him, took your pistol (Hah)
I fuck her all off in the kitchen and I’m cookin’ with her
She made me bacon with the eggs, thought she was cookin’ dinner (Mmh)
Two hours later, you on IG takin’ pictures with her (Yeah)
Soon as I woke up, gave me head, that’s breakfast in bed (Yeah)
Told on your nigga, he went fed, they found out you scared (Hah)
You play with me, you gotta go, I ain’t gotta say it (Nope)
I pull it out, bitch, I’ma blow, so watch how you play it, you lil’…

[Chorus: YG]
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga (Uh-oh)
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga
Bitch nigga, snitch nigga, ho nigga, bitch nigga

GoldLink – Zulu Screams Lyrics

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[Intro]

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Hey, feelin’ like a brand new me
And the entourage where the latest be
And the sun don’t shine where the gangstas be
And we Russian roulette to a game of three
Pop one, pop two, pop three, pop four
And the sun don’t shine ’round the year no more
And the girls say yeah, ain’t no ‘no’ no more
And we richer than the rich, we ain’t poor no more

[Pre-Chorus: GoldLink]
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy

[Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, na, na-na
Keep it on the low, na, na-na
If you know, then you know, na, na-na
‘Cause you can’t catch me no more on the cellular, ayy
No more on the cellular, ayy

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, hurt me, baby, put it on me like blam
One leg up, made that booty go wham
Smoke so much you done lost a pound
But I ain’t even trippin’, ass still hittin’
Body on go, IG, go
Snatch their wig, possess their soul
A man on road, squad on go
Your neck on green, my neck on froze

[Pre-Chorus: GoldLink]
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy
I ain’t been back in a minute, that’s crazy
I ain’t seen you ’round, don’t call, don’t page me
Pull up on your block, don’t you ever try to fade me
Calm down, all good, baby, it’s gravy

[Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, na, na-na
Keep it on the low, na, na-na
If you know, then you know, na, na-na
‘Cause you can’t catch me no more on the cellular, ayy
No more on the cellular, ayy

[Post-Chorus: Maleek Berry]
Oh, say yeah-yeah, say yeah-yeah
Oh, we gon’ be lowkey, say yeah-yeah
Oh, if you love me, say yeah-yeah
Oh, lowkey, yeah-yeah

[Bridge: Bibi Bourelly]
[?]

[Outro: Maleek Berry & Bibi Bourelly]
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah-yeah, yeah

Logic – Don’t Be Afraid to Be Different Lyrics

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[Intro: Logic]
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah

[Chorus: Logic]
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all

[Verse 1: Will Smith]
West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I… **** all that
Came in the game on my neon fresh
Won the first rap Grammy so I guess I’m blessed
Come off tours, walk on sets
Everybody followin’ the trends I set
60 million sold, doin’ it different
And my IG poppin’ from doing it different
Bad vibrations, I stay distant
RattPack, MSFTS, doin’ it different
Fortnite doin’ the Carlton dance
Come on, it’s just different, man

[Chorus: Logic]
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all

[Verse 2: Logic]
Used to be that motherfucker in the background
Yeah, but now I’m in the forefront
‘Cause I keep it more blunt, goddamn
Pump up the jam, pump up the volume
I’m not Rakim, but I’m doper than—
Pump up, pump up the jam, pump up the volume
I’m not Rakim, but I’m doper than Valium
Back in high school I was not the man
Now wherever I go they know who I am
From Maryland to Beijing I’m raging
Paging the doctor on call, the illest of them all

[Chorus: Logic]
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all

[Verse 3: Logic]
This is for the people goin’ hard in the gym
This is for the people goin’ hard on the dance floor
Pump up the heart rate and dance more
Pump up the, pump up the motherfuckin’ jam
Rhymin’ like Dr. Seuss, bitch I’m Sam I Am
I don’t give a damn ’bout lyrics
You should feel the spirit when you hear it
No fuckboys, a legend can’t get near it
Sucka em—sucka emcees they, sucka emcees, they fear it

[Chorus: Logic]
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all
Don’t be afraid to be different
Don’t be afraid to be different, y’all

Lupe Fiasco – Stack That Cheese Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, pen to the pad, metaphors on fleek
Took the words that I heard and I put em’ to the beat
Press up my tape then I put it in the street
Upload my thousands without my link
I’ma be upcoming just to see what they think
I’ma shoot me a video and put it on the ‘tube
I’ma spam IG to get up my views
And DM my favorite artist, say, “I’m gonna be huge”
Book me a show that the blogs gonna cover
And they all gon’ love it
The crowd gon’ turn up, is anybody out there?
Turn up the mic, we can’t hear you out here

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Tryna get the tour bus with the studio
It ain’t no buts, just bootyholes (uh)
Can’t be out here looking like dookie
When you’re tryna start a movement and come up on a movie role
Everything’s polished
I ain’t go to college, I was at the conference
Chopping with the DJs, tryna give my single on replay
And shit up on the game like colonics (colonics)
Hold the phone, take a flick with a fan for me (click)
Hit the strips with a brick of the dance money (strip)
I’m tired, let’s switch with the van for me
When I make it by, you’ll print the advance money

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Hold up, light man, turn the lights on
Came a long way from when I was holding the mic wrong
Something for the hood and a whole lot of white songs
Like I evolved to a whole ‘nother life form
I’m just tryna make it happen, don’t attack that please
Can’t find a job, you can rap at least
Cause that’s what I did, I was at that leg
Right out of high school, tryna stack that cheese
You was tryna do what? Tryna stack that cheese
You wanna flip burgers, wanna stack that cheese
Make American singles, wanna stack that cheese
Make everybody smile, tryna stack that cheese
Tryna do it for a while, tryna stack that cheese
Talking frequent flyer miles how I stack that cheese
Tryna bundle up the money, tryna stack that cheese
Aye Stack, can we stack that please?

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

[Chorus: Nikki Jean & Lupe Fiasco]
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? Rescue all your babies
Who, who, who (ay)
Hip-Hop, won’t you save me? I am just a baby

[Bridge: Lupe Fiasco & Nikki Jean]
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Not gonna go crazy when I blow up
Bet they gonna go crazy when I show up
Won’t listen to the haters cause I know what
Said I’m gonna be a rapper when I grow up
Said I’m gonna be slow if I pour up
But I’m gonna be poor if I slow up
So I gotta keep it going, ain’t no slow motion in here

Tyga – Freestyle w/ The L.A. Leakers – Freestyle #051

[Verse]
Pay me on the first, niggas know I broke the curse
How it feel when the Rolls is reversed? Nigga got it out the dirt
Bad bitches ’round, I’ma flirt and I’m goin’ for my eighth like Cur
Do you concur? Catch me if you can lil purp
I go Kyrie Curry on the verse, ball like a Nerf
Meet me on the turf, I don’t mean for real, group of these niggas nerd
Full of that sizzurp, you will get serve
My niggas make you hide your face like H.E.R
And I like her, titties are first
Big green Phantom got ’em hooked, Lary Bird
Give ’em the bird, fuck what you heard, I’m the best rapper-er
Niggas call me tiger, that’s whiter than a ice berg
I’m nicer than your favorite rapper on perks
I might curve if she don’t got good slurp
Be nicer, put you on a RIP shirt
Yes-er, ridin’ in a two-seat seater
I love ho but I still gotta bang, eat her
Believe it or not, came back from the sunken, now I’m cream of the crop
I need cash on spot, I don’t want the deposit
I got DMs from every IG thot
But I’m locked in, studio 24-7
I just popped in, fuckin’ with the niggas, when I leave, its gon’ rekill
I’ma wait at your house, my girl’s top tier
If we talkin’ overall, I’m top ten
Flows, car, bitches, ice
King in Dubai like fuck the price
Lookin’ at yours, I’m like “fuck my life”
Lookin’ at yours, I’m like “you’re right”
I might go psych, go might (might, might might)
It’s redrum, I’m psych (psych, psych, psych)
Bitch, I’m always right
Everybody wanna be like Mike
Big bank take lil’ bank
Ayy, fuck around, I need another bank
Ayy, thirteen hundred stars in the Wraith
Woo, and I’m on that forty-two man
Yeah, big bank take lil’ bank
Uh, this my shit when I’m in the Wraith
And my Maybach up to date

Russ – Don’t Fall For It Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
They prolly gonna call this hate
But people hate the truth
Fuck it

[Chorus]
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Promotin’ lean but they save it for the you type artist (ha)
“Do what a I say, not as I do” type artist
Y’all are locus, poisonin’ the youth for clicks
What’s your addiction got to do with always postin’ it?
Smilin’, playin’ games, makin’ skits, makin’ jokes wit it
But you can’t say you opposed to it if you constantly promotin’ it
Y’all just the grams’ drug abusers and how-to’s, y’all condonin’ it
How you gonna say you car about the youth, but you constantly corrodin’ it?
Now I won’t say that you’re facadin’ the pain
But you definitely postin’ drugs as a marketing game
You targeting fame, you can fool the youth, not me
You raisin’ the next generation of addicts on IG
I promise you, that’s not the very promisin’ you
You hate the truth, that’s why the truth is botherin’ you
I know, your drugs get more like than your music does
Thats why you post more drugs than your own music, huh?

[Chorus]
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Lotta rappers tellin’ on themselves for likes, it’s a gimmick
You don’t use guns, it just helps sell the image
If you really pullin’ triggers, you don’t post guns
‘Cause you know they’ll use that image to take your from home, umm
You got a image to uphold, I get it, you and yo face tats
You the tough guy that always stay strapped
Yeah, I see you do it
You post gats in texts
Without a lot of your songs, it would lack context
Makin’ some pots, braggin’ ’bout some modified shit
In the hopes that it’ll provoke some more Spotify hits
From the impressionable youth, that is followin’ you
‘Cause you ain’t scarin’ no one grown, and no one true
This ain’t news to anybody in the know, uh
But there is rules, you all is fuckin’ up the code, uh
The only thing y’all would ever shoot is the messenger
A lot of kid’s favorite rapper is a wrestler

[Chorus]
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3]
Lotta rapers are broke, flyin’ coach and be postin’
Fake chains from jewelers who just want their promotion
Always showin’ twenties with fives and ones
You got a hundred on each side to disguise the funds
Flip through it, charge the denomination
You should call the IRS and get some payment confirmations
I know your deals ’cause these lawyers talk
You ain’t a boss, you got a boss, let your employer talk
Y’all in royalty splits, ’cause you signed to a guy that just did a JB
Now you signed to a guy, that’s signed to a company, and they got gluttony
They ‘gon eat and give you what’s left, I feel the oven heat
From here, too many cooks in the kitchen, look around
You don’t own shit from you masses and your account
Plus y’all don’t tour, no tune core, your buzz plummitin’
No indie catalog, you gave away your publishin’

[Chorus]
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ drugs all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ guns all the time
Don’t fall for it
Postin’ money all the time
Don’t fall for it
Don’t fall for it

6ix9ine – TATI lyrics

[Intro]
Hold up, let me get it started
B.B. with the Robins, lookin’ all retarded
B.B. saggin’, fly like a dragon
Bitches suck my dick cause I’m fly like Aladdin
Scum Gang!

[Verse 1]
These bitches think I’m stupid, I ain’t stupid
Dummy boys fall in love with it, he stupid
All these hoes on my body, cut the bullshit
All these hoes they ain’t loyal, y’all lookin’ stupid
I just left Starlets and I ain’t even cash out
Back out, straight to the trap house, I blow her back out
I’ll pull her tracks out, got her running like it’s track now
Like a Smackdown, rock bottom I’ma pin her down
Hold up, let me get it started
B.B. with the Robins, lookin’ all retarded
B.B. saggin’, fly like a dragon
Bitches suck my dick cause I’m fly like Aladdin

[Chorus]
Pour a semi, pull up to the cribby, uh
Licky-licky, licky on my blicky, uh
Take a flicky, make a movie with me, uh
Take a flicky, make it real drippy, uh
Why you watching me?
You all on my IG
Why you stalking me?
You don’t even follow me
Why you tweet my shit?
You ain’t used to read my shit
Bitch you used to fuckin’ leave me on seen and shit

[Verse 2]
Went to the Eastside, spanked out Juju
Lucky I ain’t have it on me, I was gon’ shoot you
Spanked him on camera, threw it on YouTube
Stupid lil’ dumb nigga, now you on YouTube
If a nigga want beef, I’m the type to drag it
Shoot ya while you with your bitch then it’s back to mackin’
Police pull up on me, I don’t know what happened
Police pull up on you, you gon’ get to yappin’
We gon’ get to clappin’, we been on static
Semi-automatics, they gon’ get to clappin’
We ain’t with the chattin’, you lil niggas cappin’
If we catch you lackin’, turn you into has-beens
Ran through Lust, 100 bands up
Shout out SpinKing, that my motherfuckin’ blood
Go, go, Mulani, go, go, Mulani

[Chorus]
Pour a semi, pull up to the cribby, uh
Licky-licky, licky on my blicky, uh
Take a flicky, make a movie with me, uh
Take a flicky, make it real drippy, uh
Why you watching me?
You all on my IG
Why you stalking me?
You don’t even follow me
Why you tweet my shit?
You ain’t used to read my shit
Bitch you used to fuckin’ leave me on seen and shit

Wale – Complicated Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Let’s be honest, shorty
I got bitches, you got niggas, don’t be modest, shorty
Complicated but simple, I don’t know how to call it
I be smoking you be drinkin’, we both tired of fallin’ in lust
I can’t find nobody, I can zone out and can talk to
I don’t want no wifey, don’t get mad if I don’t call you
Get you Chanel shit, from what they gave me at this walk through
I can tell you ain’t had nobody to give your all to
Understand I’m street as fuck, might get you a beamer truck
I was taught just throw some bread, every time I seen a duck
Grippin’ and I keep it tucked, she felt it while she huggin’ me
Am I happy to see you, nah, this shit help me move comfortably
Sit you down in front of me, massage you like I love your soul
You sleep all up under me, I treat you like the one I chose
It’s complicated, your momma hate it, I get inside, you say I’m amazin’
Fresh out the shower, I probably taste it, no conversation
What is love when you lustin’, afraid of trust and you either fuckin’ or fussin’
I never happen to rush it, that make ’em come fuck the function up
That’s why I got no connections, just chicks that wanna fuck
Then argue, I don’t love enough, make sure I pick some rubbers up
Kyrie don’t need no sisters, probably only make women
My past chicks is forbidden, from livin’ this life with me
You might of came to studios but you ain’t write for me
You only watch me pour my lean, ain’t sip no Sprite with me
She got ass, look at her face, my niggas’ hypin’ me
Still can’t take this ride with me, I think about you, while I’m fuckin’ her
It’s complicated, I’m tellin’ on myself, won’t say another word

[Verse 2: Wale]
It’s complicated to find a lady in my generation
That’s not preoccupied with social clout
We almost fazing out from the high we get from love and conversation
To go on IG galavanting for likes and shit, oh, it’s complicated
I’m tryna say I need loyalty like Clyde Barrow was tryna get
When Bonnie was shot up riding shotgun with him
My problems are justified but, I gotta admit
I got someone who loves me so effortless
But, I’m so messed up from another chick I feel like such a bitch ass nigga
That my exes got the power with no effort to decline the next shawty I get
So, I’m guarded and shit
But, never mind that ’cause you’re a goddess and shit
What I’m tryna say is I like you but it’s complicated
Foundation on all my pillows, still your tender face is flawless when the sky kiss you
Should I bury you in compliments or buy gifts or
Just let you tell me bye and for that time I’ll miss you
My life is fairly complicated
You show too much of your heart I promise they confiscate it
I am young, black, and accomplished baby but
I’m not the type to bring home to mama, I’m just crazy
‘Cause I’m broad crazy, monogamy’s kind of hard for me
When I start throwing them curves that’s when they caught feelings
I got famous at a young age, I’m spoiled
I get paid, don’t go out so the club scene I’m bored of
I don’t believe in unicorns nor pure love, but more so the latter, seen Porzingis from courtside
I got missed calls from porn stars and church girls
You’d be surprised who get the wildest and squirt more

[Bridge]
Let’s be honest shawty
I got bitches you got niggas don’t be modest shawty
Don’t care about your IG pictures I don’t follow anyway
‘Cause, if I really like you I don’t like your pictures, dig it?

[Verse 3]
I believe that love is complicated at best
And at it’s worst it’s a permanent burning in your chest
I pray to earn that from somebody someday
But, somehow someway, I no longer have a heart to invest
It’s miles away, the smiles is fake and my job ain’t real
Why would you think I’ll find a woman who is?
I’m high today, tomorrow I’m chill ’cause my job get real
What mature woman would put up with my shit?
I mean I’m damaged goods
I mean, I’m rather good at being just kind of good to women who deserve more from me
But, I see you as something more than a purring kitty
You hate my state of mind, somehow you think the world of me

[Outro]
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
It’s complicated
Just be honest shawty
I got bitches you got niggas don’t be modest shawty
Don’t care about your IG pictures I don’t follow anyway
‘Cause if I really like you I won’t… fuck it
Block all them bitches, ’cause it’s complicated

MoneyBagg Yo – Break Da Internet

[Intro]
I walk and talk like a check my nigga, like
Don’t slip on the drip
Error, error, she might fuck around and crash, hahaha

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 1]
Ayy my bitch look like a Kardash’
She trippin’, all in the car mad (why?)
Keep bringin’ up hoes from the past
I told her shut up and bought her a bag (lil bitch)
Then I proceed to get to the cheese
My pockets on full but my tank on E
I walk around with all this goddamn money
I don’t need no teller, got the bank on me (hey)
They like how I’m dressin’ (I’m dressin’, I’m stylin’)
Racks bleu cheese (racks blue, ooh)
Water, water on me (swim and splash)
These blue seas (ocean)
Yellow my diamonds, they butter (ugh)
I’m in the coupe with the cutter
Nut on her face, I’ma slut her (ugh)
Then celebrate to her brother (hah)
I got my name out the concrete (concrete)
You in the back like the carseat (pussy)
Paint you a picture, artist
Might show my bitch on my IG (hey)
She topped me out of a knapsack (hey)
These bitches poison, anthrax (hey)
I want that cap like a snapback (ugh)
Let me record it on Snapchat (snap)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

[Verse 2]
I might just make her my missus (wifey)
Get her some ass and some titties (surgery)
Then I’ma Rollie her wrists (bust down)
I’ll have her shit on these bitches (ugh)
She want the dick from the front (front)
She gon’ make your boy give her the junk
He can’t make a hit like a blunt (so what?)
So he tryin’ publicity stunt
I know that you notice me (notice me)
These bitches all over me like I was Jodeci (singer)
Got the stick in the coat with me (coat with me)
It ain’t no foldin’ me, it ain’t no ho in me
I’ma break the social sites, ridin’ in a creature, parasite
Look how my teeth flare at night
Ruger, NuNu, scary sight (bop bop)

[Chorus]
If they found out who I’m fuckin’ I’ma break the internet (hey)
She shake ass on the gram, time to break the internet
He want attention, chasing clout, tryna break the internet (pussy)
If I upload my account, I’ma break the internet (crash)
If I post a million cash I’ma break the internet
They like damn look at Bagg, he just broke the internet
When she walk she know she bad, she gon’ break the internet
Skrrt skrrt skrrt, that whip fast, bet it break the internet

Molly Brazy – Molly’s Story

[Verse 1]
Close my eyes, and I relapse
Memories of things, I never ever had
In a world where our skeletons entertain the mass
Where people have opinions but don’t know the half
Where nobody really knows what you go through
I been trying to dodge the block, like a post move
But this street shit run through my veins
Upgraded my situation, don’t mean I don’t go through pain
How you wait for the sun, but ain’t been through the rain
Don’t know the pressure of fame
When millions of people mention your name
When bitches from your city talking filthy, they greasy
They wanna run you out of your lane
I guess it’s apart of the game
Well fuck ’em, they can leave out the door that they came
Molly World still the same, yeah

On live, spending time with my baby
Who would have thought toy gun a make the world go crazy?
But it’s Brazy, I’m eighteen and I’m gravy
Got money stacked to the ceiling, still screaming
"Fuck you nigga, pay me!"
This beef shit is like rabies, hoes foaming out they mouth lately
They should show they gratitude, ’cause a young bitch done made it
How the fuck we from the same city, and sis still hating?
That simple shit, I didn’t take it personal, I got patience
Plus a bitch got paper, yeah, I swear my life a fucking movie
These bitches drooling, and I’m out here sitting loogy

I switched leagues
‘Cause my old team was toxic
That ivy
We was family, now a bitch can’t even her IG
Sometimes I look back, and some shit I can’t believe
But I keep moving, I’m built different
No fuck shit can stop me

[Chorus]
You know you gotta stand tall
You can make it out your city, ya
Can’t nobody stop you
You gotta beat the odds, you gotta beat the odds
You know you gotta beat the odds
Can’t nobody stop you
You know you gotta beat the odds

[Verse 2]
Chase your dream at full speed, even though shit gets hard
No father figure in my life, I still beat the odds
I’m just a voice for a young girl from them trenches, God
I came from being lost, success was a mirage
You see that Draco with me, and you think a murder charge
I see that Draco, it remind to shoot for the stars
In a world where niggas do not respect the queen
Sometimes you gotta point, aim, and shoot to change things
Every hood the same thing, feds lurking at the same scene
Trap life at the same scheme, Baking soda and a triple beam
System designed to lock us up, take our chance to shine
Gotta stay focused on the end result, don’t ever lose your mind

[Chorus]
You know you gotta stand tall
You can make it out your city, ya
Can’t nobody stop you
You gotta beat the odds, you gotta beat the odds
You know you gotta beat the odds
Can’t nobody stop you
You know you gotta beat the odds