‘RHONJ’ Star Gia Giudice’s Plans To Visit Dad Joe In Italy With Sisters After Celebrating 20th Birthday

‘RHONJ’ Star Gia Giudice’s Plans To Visit Dad Joe In Italy With Sisters After Celebrating 20th Birthday







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Lanae Brody
Senior Reporter

RHONJ’s Gia Giudice just celebrated her 20th birthday with her mom and sisters, but her dad was absent as he continues living his life in Italy.

The Real Housewives of New Jersey‘s Gia Giudice, 20, celebrated her 20th birthday on Jan. 8 in New Jersey, months after visiting her dad, Joe Giudice, 48, in his new home in Italy. We’re now hearing that although her dad was virtually with her for her birthday, it may be a little while before the two get to reunite and celebrate due to hectic schedules and the state of the world right now. “There are no plans yet for the girls to go back to Italy again at this time,” a source told HollywoodLife EXCLUSIVELY. “The girls are waiting for it to get a bit safer and the younger ones need to have a break in their school schedule.”

Joe moved to his native country of Italy after he was deported from the United States in Oct. 2019. After serving a 41-month prison sentence for fraudulent charges, Joe was sent to ICE Detention for 7 months where he continued to fight the eventual deportation. He ultimately threw in the towel and moved, as it was proven he never received US citizenship, despite living in America since he was young. Gia’s mom and New Jersey ‘wife, Teresa Giudice, 48, served 11 months back in 2015 for her involvement.

Joe Giudice and his daughters Gia and Milania are spotted enjoying a holiday in Rome with an unidentified woman.  (Courtesy of Mega).

Gia’s parents announced their separation and their eventual divorce after 20 years of marriage and they have both since found new partners. We saw Gia visit her dad right before Thanksgiving with her sister Milania Giudice, 15, so Teresa knows the girls are ready for International travel without her as she moves on with her life. “Teresa would send the younger girls with the older ones and doesn’t see the need to go visit Joe in Italy,” our source added.

Things have been different at home for the Rutgers University sophomore who’s been living at home because of the coronavirus pandemic, but Teresa isn’t complaining. “She’s loving having Gia home,” our source revealed. “If it were up to Teresa, she’d always be home!”

Joe Giudice and his daughters Gia and Milania smile for a photo in Italy.  (Courtesy of Mega).

Gia sees things differently and cannot wait to get back to normal! And after debuting her adorable new boyfriend, Christian Carmichael, we see why! “Gia is very independent,” the source said. “[She]looks forward to getting back to school when the pandemic ends.”

Marla Maples, 57, Wears Nothing But A Swimsuit While Laying In The Snow & She Looks Better Than Ever

Marla Maples, 57, Wears Nothing But A Swimsuit While Laying In The Snow & She Looks Better Than Ever

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Beth Shilliday
Senior Evening Writer

Donald Trump’s second wife Marla Maples is looking so sexy in a black one piece swimsuit! But she wasn’t in the tropics for New Year’s, as she did a plunge into the snow after sitting in a Colorado hot spring.

Marla Maples can feel good about the fact that she entered 2021 looking better than ever! The second Mrs. Donald Trump didn’t gain any quarantine 15 pounds like many of us did in 2020, and showed off killer figure in a tight black one piece while on vacation in Colorado. The 57-year-old former model looked like a woman half her age in a Jan. 4 Instagram post, as she showed off her flawless body in a plunging swimsuit with side cut-outs and an open back, after soaking in southwestern Colorado mineral springs.

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Marla and a group of her pals were visiting Dunton Hot Springs outside of Telluride, CO and decided to do the hot into cold rejuvenation exercise. She got out of the warm natural outdoor hot springs and stood in the snow, showing off her long toned limbs and flat stomach. She had her blonde locks tied up behind her head as she stood with her arms out and then fell directly backwards into the deep snow. She let out an adorable squeal upon hitting the white stuff. You can check out the video in the third slide above.

While some might have found her chilly snow plunge daring, Marla says it is reinvigorating for the body to go from being so warmed up to getting a big jolt of cold. “Happy New Year Renew Year. We found warm healing waters filled with minerals, tucked away in these beautiful mountains. We went from the heat of the natural springs to the cold, cold icy dip,” she explained in the caption.

“One of the healthiest things for your body is to go in the warmth for about 15 minutes and then to the cold, breathing deeply and feeling your body rejuvenate. As you step out you are filled with tingles and energy as your metabolism speeds up. It’s always hard in the beginning but if you stick with it I promise you will feel so good,” she continued.

Marla Maples shows off her killer bikini body on vacation with friends in Portofino, Italy on July 20, 2017. Photo credit MEGA.

Marla then gave a good tip for all of us who don’t have the good fortune to live near hot springs in the snow. “If like me there aren’t hot springs in your back yard, you can use this technique in your own shower going from hot to cold and hot to cold. Recharge, renew, and help relieve inflammation. And remember to have some silly fun along the way, like my fail at dropping without fear backwards into the snow,” she added, joking at the end of her caption.

In addition to her snow plunge, Tiffany Trump‘s beloved mom shared several other photos from her trip to Dunton, which has been a favorite destination with the likes of Kourtney and Kim Kardashian. She could be seen sitting inside a solo soaking tub in one of the property’s cabins. In another photo, Marla was seated in the doorway of one of the larger indoor springs with her gorgeous swimsuit body in silhouette with the snowy San Juan mountains behind her. What a refreshing and picturesque way to kick off 2021!

Joe Giudice Majorly Fails While Attempting TikTok Dance With Daughters Gia, 19 & Milania, 14

Joe Giudice Majorly Fails While Attempting TikTok Dance With Daughters Gia, 19 & Milania, 14

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Chris Rogers
Deputy Editor of Los Angeles

Gia and Milania Giudice tried making another TikTok video with their dad, Joe, while in Italy, but he couldn’t keep up and the result is hilarious!

Gia, 19, and Milania Giudice, 14, appear to be having fun with their dad, Joe, 48, in Italy. They proved that on TikTok over the weekend, when they attempted a choreographed dance with him and shared the hilarious clip on the social media platform. Sadly, it doesn’t look like Joe retained anything he learned from the dancing class he took with the cast of RHONJ during Season 1), because… well, we’ll let the video below speak for itself.

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Hilarious, right? We give Joe major points for being such a good sport. And you can tell how happy he is to be spending time with his two daughter. Gia and Milania arrived in Europe on November 6, when they reunited with their father for the first time in nearly a year.

Despite the ongoing worldwide pandemic, the girls chose to move forward with their travel plans and based on what they’ve been documenting of their visit on social media, they appear to be making the most of the time with their dad.

Gia, Joe and Milania Giudice in Italy in Nov. 2020. (MEGA)

Following their arrival in Italy, a source close to the family spoke to HollywoodLife EXCLUSIVELY and revealed Teresa Giudice‘s reaction to her daughters traveling without her. “Teresa spoke to Joe and the girls as soon as they landed to make sure they got there safely,” the insider told us.

“They know there are risks with traveling, but as a family, they decided it was okay to go. The plan right now is to be there for about 10 days or 2 weeks, but they are prepared to stay longer if they have to … Both parents knew the risks of them going, but the girls couldn’t bear being away from Joe any longer,” the source added.

Before their arrival in Italy earlier this month, Gia and Milania, whose sisters Gabriella, 16, and Audriana, 11, had to stay behind in New Jersey due to school, hadn’t seen their father since Dec. 2019. It was their first time seeing him since he was released from prison and moved to the European country in Oct. 2019. He tried appealing his deportation ruling three times, but he was denied each time, following a 41-month prison sentence for fraud.

‘RHONJ’s Joe Giudice ‘Misses’ His 4 Daughters Who ‘Can’t Wait’ To Visit Him Again In Italy

‘RHONJ’s Joe Giudice ‘Misses’ His 4 Daughters Who ‘Can’t Wait’ To Visit Him Again In Italy







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Amid a worldwide pandemic and multiple deportation appeal denials, Joe Giudice just wants to see his family again. A source reveals when that could happen.

Joe Giudice, 48, hasn’t been able to reunite with his family since Dec. 2019, and the distance is getting to him. On top of his final deportation appeal being denied — hence solidifying his stay in Italy for the time being — the country’s borders (along with most of the EU’s) have been closed off to international travelers since mid-March. “Joe misses his girls [Gia, 19, Gabriella, 15, Milania, 14, and Audriana, 10] and talks to them multiple times a day, often on FaceTime,” a source EXCLUSIVELY tells HollywoodLife.

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Looking at these girls smile is truly a blessing they are so much fun ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Despite the dissolution of Joe and Teresa Giudice’s nearly two-decade marriage after both serving time in prison for fraud charges, the parents still keep in touch. “[Joe] is always calling them and Teresa, too,” our source continues. “The communication has not slowed down.”

“The girls cannot wait to visit Joe,” our source adds amid talks of reopening borders and easing travel restrictions in Europe. A reunion has long been overdue. “Before the outbreak happened, they were planning a trip to all meet up somewhere,” our source says. “The second that it’s safe for them to meet somewhere international, they will do that. They never intended to not see their dad for this long.” They can meet elsewhere than Italy, though, which is likely to happen thanks to Joe’s newest gig.

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Happy New Year 🎈🎊

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The family man signed a deal with celebrity boxing, and even has a match scheduled to take place this Oct. 24 in the Bahamas. “The family wouldn’t miss the big fight for anything and have every intention of being able to be there,” our source reveals! This would mean the world to Joe, judging by the heartbreaking words his attorney shared after his third deportation appeal was denied by the The United States Court Of Appeals For The Third Circuit on April 29.

“We have always maintained that Joe Giudice belongs in the United States with his family, not in Italy,” Joe’s attorney James J. Leonard told People after the appeal was denied. “The immigration laws in our country are both draconian and antiquated and need to be revisited by forward thinking members of Congress.”

Amid Joe’s three-year prison sentence, a judge ordered the Bravo star to be deported to his native Italy. After being released from prison in March of 2019, he was moved to custody of U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE), but opted to move on his own accord to Italy in October of that year. Teresa and the girls reunited with Joe in Nov. 2019, but Teresa didn’t tag along for the daughters’ second trip to Italy at the end of that year.

‘RHONJ’s Teresa Giudice Sends Kisses To Ex Joe For His Birthday On Instagram — See Pic

‘RHONJ’s Teresa Giudice Sends Kisses To Ex Joe For His Birthday On Instagram — See Pic

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Evening/Weekend Editor

Joe Giudice is celebrating his 48th birthday in sunny Italy and ex Teresa was sure to show some love! The ‘RHONJ’ star left a sweet comment for Joe on his special day.

Teresa and Joe Giudice may be ending their 20 year marriage, but the pair still have love for each other! The Real Housewives of New Jersey star was sure to wish her ex Joe a happy 48th birthday via Instagram on Friday, May 22, and her message was so sweet. “Happy Birthday,” Teresa, 48, began her comment on Joe’s photo, along with several celebratory emojis, including a candlelit cake, gift, and confetti! “Hope you have the best birthday ever,” she added, including two kissy face emojis.

Teresa left the comment on a photo Joe posted earlier that day in front of a scenic country view. The birthday boy appeared to be soaking up the sunshine in Italy — where he has remained since being released by ICE — as he celebrated his special day. Joe looked happy and relaxed as he chilled on a balcony in a distressed pair of jeans and a fitted black t-shirt, along with a pair of sunglasses and a silver watch. “Happy Friday,” he captioned the serene image.

The couple’s eldest daughter Gia, 18, was also sure to show her pops some love! “Happy birthday daddy I love you so much,” the Rutgers University student commented, including a red heart emoji. RHONJ‘s Jennifer Aydin left the dad-of-four a sweet message, as well. “Happy birthday Joe! Enjoy that beautiful view!” she shared.

Teresa Giudice leaves a birthday wish for ex Joe on Instagram. (Joe Giudice/Instagram)

Joe remains in Italy after being released by the ICE as he awaits an answer about whether or not he will be able to legally continue living in the United States. While the star has lived most of his life in the U.S., he was born in Italy and remains a citizen. Sadly, Joe was unable to attend a funeral for his ex father-in-law Giacinto Gorga, who passed away on April 3. “Thank you for setting an example for us and my girls-you’re an exemplary example. We benefited from it every day,” Joe reflected in a throwback post, honoring Teresa’s late father.

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Happy Friday

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After hints that the couple had grown apart, the pair confirmed their split back in Dec. 2019. “It’s Time To Let Go,” Joe cryptically captioned an image of him and Teresa in happier times just a week before Christmas. “I know Joe is trying to be sweet to me — I think Joe wants to be a couple again. But I haven’t been happy with Joe for a long time,” Teresa revealed in a Feb. episode of RHONJ. “I remember when I first got married to Joe everything was great, and I truly do not want to hurt him, but sometimes you just can’t get over what happened and you need to move on,” she also said.

Indians spent 4.3 hrs a day on smartphones in Mar

Time spent by Indians on smartphones increased by 24% to 4.3 hours per day in March driven primarily by the lockdown, according to data from analytics firm App Annie of android phones. The spike in the increase in time spent is part of a global trend, even as countries worst impacted by Covid-19 pandemic like Italy and Spain saw even higher spikes of 34% and 28%, respectively.

Dax – Coronavirus (State of Emergency) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
The next week is going to be
Is going to be a 9/11 moment
It’s gonna be the hardest moment for many Americans in their entire life

[Verse]
This quarantine is got me feeling like I’m locked in a prison
I got coffins for these beats they better stay at a distance
Went to Costco for some tissue, they said two was the limit
I saw a granny try to grab ’em, I had to fight her to get it
Everybody turning animalistic
No supplies, no food, next the worlds going cannibalistic
Going crazy we all stuck on our phones
The quarantine Micaulay culkin’, this a movie we all home alone
We got Bills Mr. Gates
I wonder how the doctors feel
They gon’ have to go see doctor Phil or Mr. Gates
By the way, if you’ve ever talked behind my back that shits ok
I might get sick if you come say it to my face
This shits pandemic, certified crisis
I remember when corona was beer and not a man made virus
I remember getting sick wasn’t shit
Now we panic when we cough, sneeze, or feel like we got any type of sinus
What we do now?
Only option is to pray
If you don’t wanna be six feet under stay six away
Stay home, hide your kids, wash your hands, be safe
It’s like a greyhound bus and it’s stopping in every state
Ain’t it funny?
How them kids think it’s funny
And they wanna go and play on Spring Break
Stupid kids they gon’ sleep
In the bed that they made and then be mad
When them same springs that they have break, can’t escape
Shit is viral
I was on it way before it hit the news
This is man made, click baited, automated views
This is way more deadly than the flu
Way stronger than the devil, even he couldn’t empty the church pews
You a fool if you think it’s fake
On set symptoms after 14 days, until your lungs fail and you suffocate
Assisted respiration by a ventilate
Mass population declutiration a reason to eliminate
From Africa to Italy
Nigeria to Sicily
This virus 5G and has global connectivity
Thieving in the night as it creeps in your vicinity
And robs you of your basic motor function capabilities
So my task before the world panics and runs out of all the masks
Before discrimination of Asians becomes something we let pass
Forgetting that the problem stems from something we can’t grasp
Before you yell conspiracy
Before you tweet you at Donald like it’s really gonna fix the situation, but you have no validity
Before the stocks plummet
Before every industry realizes that’s it workers who slave actually run it
Before total lockdown and depression and anxiety
And long nights alone and no with contact with society
The riots, the tanks, 90 days of sobriety
And social validation off IG notoriety
Before you go crazy
Way before you choose the worst time in manking to have a unplanned baby
Just know
We’re all part of the remedy
We’re on the same team
And corona is the enemy

[Outro]
Stay home
Be Safe
And look out for check

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Disinfect aircraft before next flight: DGCA

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704chop – Street Poetry Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh
You know we came from nothin’, straight out the dirt with this shit
Yeah

[Verse]
Ain’t shit changed since I got on the road and I stopped f**kin’ with you
Wouldn’t speak the same language since you got that other nigga
Ain’t prayin’ for no angels, need a bankroll, let the money heal me
Carrying all this pain, f**k it, I ain’t gettin’ no demonic spirits
Can’t even post up in the hood, there’s always gon’ be shots fired
Don’t love the opposition, they just hate niggas from my side
My CEO told me, “Stay out the hood,” probably hurt mine
Wish granny was still livin’, she never seen how I turned out
Easy to see the world war when you watching from the birdhouse
Mama ain’t know she raised a star ’til the day they let your son out
If I went there when I started, bet I’m somethin’ now
Came from nothin’, but gave the whole world somethin’ to talk about
Ayy, f**k a room and let that nigga tell him from the horse’s mouth
[?] died April 1st, but it wasn’t nothin’ to laugh about
I heard your cousin killed you, I can’t wait until they let him out
The same ones you grew up with the same ones that take you out
Can’t love these bitches, keep it pimpin’, focus on the paper route
f**ked up, I’m left with all these memories of my dawgs up underground
Some days I feel just like I’m popped, just wanna ball above the rim
Won’t see me down my faith in God, I put all the weight on him
A couple niggas I know died tryna rob to feed their families
John died right in my eyes at 17, I won’t forget it
Who would’ve thought when I got shot it would’ve came from my daddy?
Came from nothing, not what you used to, so I know you don’t understand me
A nigga switch up on the usual, I don’t believe in the text
These niggas stepped up what you do, f**k the hype and probably [?] us
We ain’t friends, I can’t shake your hand ’cause I don’t want your hand
f**k the fake love, get on FaceTime with my daughter and get it genuine
You would think I’m layin’ in a casket, how they feelin’ me?
Anything you ever wanted, ask me, you ain’t gotta steal from me
‘Cause I ain’t got no time for no nigga with her Tennessee
We glow and now they know my name from Italy to Tennessee

[Outro]
Yeah
Uh-huh

Filthy Gears – Step Up Lyrics (feat. Wiley, Jammz, CapoLee & C Cane)

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up

[Verse 1: Jammz]
What’d you mean, step up?
Bar haffi step up, level haffi step up
Can’t stop never, whatever the weather
I’m a real go-getter, I’m due to endeavour
You know me already, first name’s Jam
No, it ain’t cheddar, but I get cheddar
Shows in Italy, I’m getting mozzarella
If I’ve gotta fly Greece, you can call that feta
When I first come in the game, I said spesh
But I’ve got better since then, so I say spesher
I’ve been a monster on bars and beats
If it ain’t me, holler at Filthy or Gesher

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 2: Capo Lee]
Tune get lead up when Capo step up
I stand in a place where a man can’t step up
Box man down and I stare in his eyes
Stand over his body so a man can’t get up
Chasing cheddar in a Nike sweater
Bare rain on my car, that’s a grinding weather
On sight, man, you can get it from far
Talking hard? Sent man to the stars
Get hit with a strap that costs more than your car
I still grind everyday, that was more than a bar
Then I’m bouncing food in a council housing estate
Superman, fly to the trap in a cape
Man dance on the riddim like Step Up 2
Peng tings, you can get bent up too
Ghost MCs, you wanna tweet and chat?
There’s no Wi-Fi when you get sent up too

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 3: Jammz]
Jammz is a humble guy
But I don’t mind slewing MCs at my leisure
More than my pleasure, funny when MCs
Who ain’t on the roads say the opps soon dead up
Chatting about Ps but you’re getting stressed out
‘Cause you went to the shop and had to break that tenner
Drop man forever, same pussyholes got audacity
To talk about gloves and leather
Really ain’t clever, so what’d you mean, pepper?
Bars ain’t pepper, flows ain’t pepper
Tunes ain’t pepper, bars ain’t pepper
Clothes ain’t pepper, tell a man shut up
About man’s pepper
Already said last year, dem man are wet
And they still got wetter
You know dem bruddas that act hard for show
And roll with soft Tygas like their name’s Jenners?

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like

[Verse 4: C Cane]
Step up, no leg up
But dem ones dere need a step up
See, I’m so far up the ladder with my bars
They cannot reach up to me with a step up
‘Cause when I step up, can’t nobody try step up
If you think not, beg you step up
I come like the Lombardo when it comes to drama
I dun the dance, no step up
Trust me, that’s easy, can’t shake a leg with I
Make a man raise their glass for I
You’d be high if I’m out here
Doing the work on job more time, no one don’t lie
Don’t ramp and vibe
Tuggset, big man, get petrified, on Christ
Me, I’m far from alright, are you alright, brudda?
Alright? Never, they get left when I write

[Chorus: Wiley]
When I step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up, man can’t step up
This ain’t a setup but I run the setup
You’re getting too comfy, rudeboy, better get up
I ain’t gonna step down, blud, I’m gonna step up
I do it like step up

Quilly – On Dek Lyrics

[Intro: Quilly]
On Dek! E and Reds wassup with yall
Yall might as well just drop the bag on me. YAMEEN

[Verse 1: Quilly]
My feature price higher than the numbers on the lean
Which means its gonn cost a pint for a 16
Money tall as Jabbar cuz my hooks like Kareem
I seen the pill game turn a boss to a fein
All i see is racks, it was hard to make a bean
To I signed with On Dek bitches treat me like Hakkem
How these niggas dead popped, they just had it all
Man my coke numb ya mouth like ammosul
Im bouta buy a whole brick, bag it all, trap it all
Pocket full of blue faces avatar
Im bout my money straight up like 6 oclock spin the coke counterclockwise then i hit the block
The work floatin on the water like Im skippin rocks
Big or not if they runnin’ heads then Im switchin spots
I can hit a chick, hit her mom, and her sister
Im tryna pull up in a rafe wit the big dippa
On the ceiling ask Haines Street I made a killing
Niggas ain’t got no aim, they out here killin children
Im on tilt man I play for the skeme team
I got the same Jordans Mike wore on the dream team
Drought nightmares, triple beam dreams
50 k the long way stuffed in these jeans
I want that major league paper Derek Jeter bread
Used to wonder bout the money now I got that pita bread

[Hook: Quilly]
I got some bottles On Dek
A couple models On Dek Now
I got some shooters On Dek
I got some money On Dek Now

[Verse 2: Quilly]
My Sneaks come from Sicily
My bitch come from Italy
My watch come from Tiffany
Dirty youngin from the projects remember me ?
2 O’s short bouta get a key
Quilly whippin up the recipe
Truck full of dog food no pedigree
Im hittin chicks cause they lettin me
My bank account they’ll never see
Steering wheel with the letter B
The cake clip girl with the letter C
Now we at Benihana’s eatin lo mein
I spilt some lo mein on my Balmains
Balenciaga my situation
Moncler on me baby
You hear the radio, I been killin the streets lately
Been getting wavy, but you already know
My money keep goin up, lets keep that on the low
I want a mill for the flow, Im tired of dealin the blow
Im tired of duckin the cops, I gotta see my PO
I put a price on ya head, you’ll be gone for the low
Ya bestfriend turn foe, for the love of the dough
ON DEK !

[Hook: Quilly]
I got some bottles On Dek
A couple models On Dek Now
I got some shooters On Dek
I got some money On Dek Now

Luca Prodan – Mount Etna Erupts Lyrics

T was all so different before
No barricades in front of the door
Every single day’s the same
Watch “not the 9 o’cock news” or just shame, shame, shame

But that night, well it felt so right
That day, when I heard you say…
You can get to know me if you want to
Don’t be a bore, don’t be so shy
Everything’s fine, don’t you wish to?
Think of Italy and look at the sky

A bee far me and a bird for you, babe
Look at mount Etna, burning the sky
Earthquakes, whirlwinds, lightning, thunder

Alvin & The Chipmunks – Oh Gondaliero Lyrics

Well, boys
Here we are in beautiful Italy
This is the city of Venice
The city of romance and singing
A city filled with gondolas and the most beaut-

Yeah
And look at all those boats
Alvin, a gondola is a boat
Hey, let’s take a gondola ride
Yeah
In a boat

How about it, Dave?
Okay, fellas
Good idea
And we’ll ask the gondolier to-
What’s a gondolier?

Dave:
Well, a gondo-
Well, ugh… ah, Alvin
You see the man with the big mustache?
He’s a gondolier
Come on
Let’s get into his boat and maybe he’ll sing

Gondolier:
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Hey, you mouse
Pipe down!
I’m singing
Mouse, mouse!
I’m Alvin the chipmunk

Ma-chipmunk a-shmipmunk a-silencio
Now be quiet, will you
I’m singing
Alvin, will you please sit down
And will you please let the gondolier sing
Okay, okay

‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!

Alvin:
Mouse
I’ll show him mouse
‘O sole, ‘o sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!

I’ll pull his mustache
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
How you like that a-little mooses?

We’re not mooses
We’re chipmunks
Can’t ya get that straight at all?
Listen will ya

Oh, gondaliero
We are not mice
We’re singing chipmunks
We told you twice
We think you country’s nice
So, gondaliero
Don’t call us mice

Gondolier:
Why if I no a-hear I no believe-a
Three singing a-moosousies

We’re not moosousies
CHIPMUNKS!
Yeah, Chipmunks
Can’t ya understand?

Boys… boy…
Fellas, please sit down and stop arguing
Now let’s all try to get along
Now Mr. Gondalier
Would you let the boys sing along with you?

Ma shoes
That’s okay
Let’s a-go

‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole mio
Sta ‘nfronte a te!
‘O sole, ‘o sole mio

Ha ha ha ha ha
Ma when I telling my kids
I’ve a-been singing with three moosouses

We’re not mesousies
And we’re not moosousies
And we’re not mooses
Or mices
Ah, we’re chipmunks
Can’t ya get that straight

Boys, boys please sit down
I think the boat is beginning to sink, fella-
Ugh Mr. Gondolier
Would you please take this back to land
Lis-
Fellas, don’t, don’t argue anymore

Now, Mr Gondolier
Don’t b-bu-
I’m sorry
Back to shore
Sink
I think we’re

Mr. Gondo-
Ugh, b-
Fellas, don’t argue
I’m sorry
I’m sorry

Young Thug – Mellow (Remix) Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You spend a weekend with me, I spend a lifetime on you
You  put a beacon baby, you know your love is the truth
I  bought a coupe and baby, I’ll hand it over to you
Punana come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like, hello (Aye)
Said  hello (Yeah)
I’m  restin’ gettin’ mellow (Aye)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (Yeah)

[Bridge: Young Thug]
Had  nothin’ but a cigarillo (Had nothin’ but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods (She came through with Backwoods)
That’s part of the reason I love her (That’s part of the reason I love her)
I’m her dresser, no bluffin’ (I’m her dresser, no bluffin’)

[Verse 1: Gunna & 6LACK]
The  white marble dresser with a picture of you (Picture of you)
Put a hold on my schedule, put a reservation for two (Reservation for two)
Shopping is a pleasure, and I feed your attitude (Feed your attitude)
Put you on a pedestal, take a trip to Cancun (Trip to Cancun)
Trip to Cancun, how about trip a to south of Bali (South of Bali)
Keep a lil’ leg room, she can turn a bedroom into Follies (Bedroom into Follies )
She’ll probably take a bullet for a nigga, something these bitches won’t do (Something these bitches won’t do)
I can uno dos you (I can uno dos you)
Or I could split up the loot (Or I could split up the loot)
Show me your commitment, I’ma do the same for you (Do the same for you)
Told me you gonna ride or die, so I bought a coupe for us two (Bought a coupe for us two)
Italy her whole life, bought her everything brand new (Brand new)
Diamonds keep me frostbite, I’m just tryna keep my cool (Yryna keep my cool)
Tryna keep my cool, that ain’t easy to do
Get high like a skyline, need to give me time to regroup (Time to regroup)
On the pavement so I keep that, now she feel like she in school (Like she in school)
Teach you game like a tutor, you won’t fall in love with a fool (Fall in love with a fool)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You spend a weekend with me, I spend a lifetime on you
You put a beacon baby, you know your love is the truth
I bought a coupe and baby, I’ll hand it over to you
Punana come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like, hello (Aye)
Said hello (Yeah)
I’m restin’ gettin’ mellow (Aye)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (Yeah)

[Bridge: Young Thug]
Had nothin’ but a cigarillo (Had nothin’ but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods (She came through with Backwoods)
That’s part of the reason I love her (That’s part of the reason I love her)
I’m her dresser, no bluffin’ (I’m her dresser, no bluffin’)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby & Young Thug]
Ain’t no want no cappin’ (No cappin’)
I’ve been onto better things, these niggas so last year (So last year)
I’m in the back seat of the Maybach with a soul snatcher (Soul catcher)
I just switched lanes and go slow, they probably still won’t catch us (Still won’t catch us )
Bae I love your accent, and what’s your practice? (What’s your practice?)
Baby I love your practice, like I love my practice
Talkin’ ’bout stripper practice, and why wall [?]
It’s just all madness, chopper’s a desert cactus
Range Rover autobiography, ain’t doin’ no slakin’
Ain’t no more trappin’, car too fast need traction
Bad lil’ ten, she nasty
Diamonds on fleek, they dancin’
Woah, Oh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You spend a weekend with me, I spend a lifetime on you
You put a beacon baby, you know your love is the truth
I bought a coupe and baby, I’ll hand it over to you
Punana come to daddy
Answer the phone for her on FaceTime like, hello (Aye)
Said hello (Yeah)
I’m restin’ gettin’ mellow (Aye)
Eat your flesh and stay mellow (Yeah)

[Bridge: Young Thug]
Had nothin’ but a cigarillo (Had nothin’ but a cigarillo)
She came through with Backwoods (She came through with Backwoods)
That’s part of the reason I love her (That’s part of the reason I love her)
I’m her dresser, no bluffin’ (I’m her dresser, no bluffin’)

GoldLink – No Lie Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Act like you don’t know me
Mi no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real
Mi no lie
Got a couple girls and guys who could die for me
Mi no lie
Buss’ up the party and everything, doo, doo
Mi no lie
Call off the beef sometime, everything nice and fine
Mi no lie
Roll up the wing one time, dem girls, they’re nice and fine
Mi no lie
Mama told me, “Boy, don’t stop, don’t give up”
Mi no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Yeah, GoldLink is a good example for the assholes and the adolescents
Big dawg with a great smile, look like shark poker, yeah they get aggressive
Skin glossy than a mothafucka, teeth sharper than my lip
So my teeth cut my lip, I put a diamond on that bitch
Jewish star for the set, yeah this summer had us movin’ different
Tat an eagle on my neck, ’cause this winter we was flyin’ different
And my niggas show and prove, still be rappin’ like I’m [broke?]
How a youngin’ this smooth? I’m really dirty with the stroke, yeah

[Chorus: Wizkid]
Act like you don’t know me
Mi no lie
I do this thing and I do this thing for real
Mi no lie
Got a couple girls and guys who could die for me
Mi no lie
Buss’ up the party and everything, doo, doo
Mi no lie
Call off the beef sometime, everything nice and fine
Mi no lie
Roll up the wing one time, dem girls, they’re nice and fine
Mi no lie
Mama told me, “Boy, don’t stop, don’t give up”
Mi no lie
Started from the streets, to my mandem, big up

[Bridge: Wizkid & GoldLink]
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie, mi no lie
Mi no lie
([?] middle )
Mi no lie
([?] nigga)
Mi no lie
([?] middle )
Mi no lie
([?] nigga)

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Yeah, I’m hella movin’ different
Went from duckin’ coppers, now we duckin’ paparazzi now
Fine lil’ tall black chick with an accent, she a model now
Drinkin’ bubbly liquor while I’m starin’ at her, lookin’ nothin’ like she talk
They remember when I was a youngin’, had the .40 draggin’ when they walk, huh
Blue flaggin’ while I’m parasailin’ with the boys and models out in Italy
Couple months ago, I was in the city on a date with a single ting
You’d prolly know her, and I never show, and she told me how she get security
But I always tell her I’m a hood nigga and this famous shit is new to me
Been down with the leg walk, old Versace for the jeans
I understand how my plug talk, I got Cuban in my genes
Never cubic on my neck, I got diamonds that’ll bling
I got shooters that’ll blitz, and all you’ll hear is dirty screams
Give me neck, give me neck, uh, trade my girl for a jet, uh
Trade her soul for some pocket change
Want the world, nothin’ less
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a rapper for respect, huh
Kill a nigga for a North Face
And some braggin’ rights and a TEC

[Outro]
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Truth teller, truth teller
(Skrrt, skrrt)
I’m never gon’ let up
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Back, back, back-ity-back, God, get ’em
(Skrrt, skrrt)
New levels, new levels
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah

INNA – No Help lyrics

No no, I don’t make a difference
Say what you want about me, así, así
I don’t need no permission
I run the night from Belize to Italy

I got a Coca-Cola but I don’t want no chaser
Drinks on me, you know how that works
Everybody wanna see what I’m about to do first
Watch me and do not disturb

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

While you’re all on my body
Sé que quieres de mí, de mí, de mí
Baby, Imma be honest
Estoy pensando en tí, en tí, en tí

I got a Coca-Cola but I don’t want no chaser
Drinks on me, you know how that works
Everybody wanna see what I’m about to do first
Watch me and do not disturb

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

Eyes on my body, you want it, you want it
But this is the night that I’m gonna be on my own
Hands off my body, my body, don’t hurry up
Cause this is the night that I’m gonna be on my own

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

Future – RACKS BLUE Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven!

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah
Know how I’m feelin’
The racks blue

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
I shoulda gave ’em dog food and went to get neutered
I shoulda never got caught up with a cougar

[Verse 1]
Way too clever, ain’t too jealous
Ain’t gon’ let ’em, I never settle
Life as a rebel, I’m gettin’ better
Bringin’ pressure, I get pleasure
Call Berettas, no vendetta
I know my heart belongs to the ghetto
Responsibilities without humility
Longevity, car from Italy
Fuck my enemies, get my salary
Fuck envy, end in tragedy
I’m your majesty, that’s how I gotta be
Get more liberty, should be proud of me

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah
Know how I’m feelin’
The racks blue

[Verse 2]
Comin’ from poverty, hittin’ the lottery
Hottest commodity, the way that it had to be
Ain’t no comparin’ me, you thinkin’ charity
I’m thinkin’ integrity, and worryin’ ’bout the legacy
That I went through, thinkin’ vicariously
I’m in a spacecoupe, that’s momentarily
I’ve been dead broke, treated unfairly
Never break me, love or hate me
She did forsake me, she wanna taste me
And she showed it, gave her the blue face

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah

[Outro]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

Big Flip Papi – Money On The Way lyrics

Verse 1
It’s Okayi got money on the way
Chef it bag it up, yeah we hungry round the way
We do it real right, round the clock all night
That hustles in my blood, can’t get it out my life
G5 whips the color of rose gold
He fly switch, the phantom to the rose
Bezel on the Rollie uh, looking so bold
Back hammer out on homie, guaranteed your son will fold
Oh forgive you me you don’t know?
Whoaaa even Black Rob would say you got to go
No! Big Flip Papi that nigga
Call me Michael Jackson, with a million dollar zipper
Tipper, I fell in love with a stripper
Got money on the way, and she knows that I’m a hit her

Hook
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Cop it off the lot got money on the way
It’s okay I got money on the way
Pop that Ciroc got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Money, Money, got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Drop them checks, got money on the way

Verse 2
It’s Okay I left the trap to the youngings
They don’t play, steam the Mac if you fronting
Flee dropping checks, and a nigga came from nothing
Key round my neck, go getter, I ain’t stunting
They see my respect, so they know I ain’t bluffing
All them years locked up top, now I’m worth something
Villas, yachts, double shots at the bar
My hitters pop, licking shots at you frauds
And we always got back up, when we fall
Got money on the way, yeah, it’s knocking at my door
Flew to Italy shopped at designer stores
Bought her so many bags she ain’t even want more
I’m living good now, no doubts, so sure
Body bags at money banks, looking like a morgue
She bounce to the beat, ass dropping to the floor
Her money on the way
You make it rain, we make it pour

Hook
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Cop it off the lot got money on the way
It’s okay I got money on the way
Pop that Ciroc got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Money, Money, got money on the way
It’s Okay I got money on the way
Drop them checks, got money on the way

DDG – Arguments Lyrics

[Intro]
TreOnTheBeat, yeah

[Verse 1]
Look baby listen them hoes was lying
Here take a tissue don’t like you crying
I wouldn’t cheat bae, your just to perfect
I cannot lose you its just not worth it
I know they tweeting, them hoes is capping
I thought I told you ain’t nothing happen
I never want you to sit there clueless
Baby I love you I thought you knew this
Stop getting angry, stop all the madness
We meant to be, look how long we lasted
Sadness, I ain’t eat in days like i’m fasting
Blasted, I wannna be with you ‘till my casket
I’m just disappointed in your actions
Then you get upset in my reactions
To be honest babe i’m just passing
We were doing straight and now we’re slanted

[Chorus]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
All the arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow

[Verse 2]
Baby I understand your mental I need you to know
I got work to get done I got the shows on the road
Secure the bag so we can take a trip to Italy
I know i’m a pain so i’m confused to why you into me
I guess this is love and i’m certain that it is
I see you got baby fever one day we should have some kids
We in love why we fighting we just need to face it
It’s a marathon you last longer when you pace it
I just want you to kno-o-ow, I just want us to gro-o-ow
When we be fighting I feel so low tho
Are we gon’ last I don’t know no more, I don’t know no more
Put your foot on the gas fuck a stop sign go (yeah)
I think we thinking too much lets just go with the flow

[Chorus 2]
I want you in my life girl fuck a solo
The arguments and fights I can’t do it no more
You asked am I right and I really don’t know
You said I can be replaced baby that’s a low blow (yeah)

[Verse 3]
Last verse was before the breakup
Still wondering if we gon make up
Can’t sleep girl nah I gotta stay up
I miss the nights when we used to cake up
Used to text “good morning” now I get a GM
Washed up rappers in your fucking dm
Still wondering if you went to see him
Stayed out ‘till the morning after fucking pm
You got back in the morning, i’m talking six in the morning
Our connection got boring
You gon’ make me glow up and go and cop me a foreign
You been sleeping on me lately girl it sound like snoring (yeah)
Used to be my baby now I call you my ex
Them basketball players only want you for sex
Them internet niggas look at you as a check
Girl I loved your ass to death treated you with respect
Took you to the islands girl that came from the heart
I ain’t really feel the love I was doing my part
It’s a whole list of shit I don’t know where to start
Go and find another man girl you cute and you smart

Migos – Notice Me (feat. Post Malone)

[Intro]
Good job, First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Then do a show, pick up my currency (backend)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch)
Keep the Draco case an emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city, sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now I’m the one, gettin’ paid for it, thank God, it’s a blessin’ to see (naw, for real)
Doin’ shows, I’m on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposin’ me (skrrt, skrrt)
A lot of these rappers gettin’ old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishin’, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Run to the money, we tryna get fitted (run to the money)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent on both my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Ayy, I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna cry, cry, cry on her
Ayy, I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Can I vibe, vibe, vibe on it?
Fox Five, Five, Five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Migos – Too Playa lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Yeah (DJ Durel)
The way we put this sh*t together, you know what I mean?
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean?
I got this man on the saxophone
You know what I mean, he blowing them keys
You know we keep keys the right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture sh*t together
It’s like a new wave, generation way
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo

[Verse 1: Quavo]
She f*ck with the gang (gang), she f*ck with the team
She like to do percocets, then I put her on lean (yeah)
She got little perky breasts (perky), I put a little ice on the flex
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah
Don’t look at that skeleton too long, might drown (swim, swim)
My nigga got felonies, let him out right now (woo, ay)
I’m in Miami like a Zoe Pound (yeah yeah)
Call a Zoey dollar jet ski, water clowns
Wrist spending tabs, finna spaz, finna spaz
Niggas spending fast (spinning), 150 cash, 50 cash
Yeah, large (yeah), y’all nigga talk too hard (talk, talk)
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (chop)
Fish bowl same size, fish tank, yeah (yeah)
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (yeah)
My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah (fo sho)
We too playa (yeah), we too, we too playa (playa)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa (clean)
Yeah, we too playa (woo), yeah, we too playa (playa)
Woo, we too playa (woo), we too, we too playa
Ay, we too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah
All this watered down, might could sell it to a whale, yeah
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, 2 Chainz
Play a circle down my first squad, but you already knew that
Nigga claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a Tru tat
Whole crew got a Tru chain, lay it back, now I move same
100 thousand in a blue flame, cross a nigga like a spiritual
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark
Black Patek Philippe, motherf*ckers like Armor-All
Ok, now all in all, got it from wall to wall
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall
Shitting on niggas subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy
Hard top crews, no Kennedy, she’ll pay cash, no penalty

[Verse 3: Quavo]
Marble all my floors, blue strip on my rolls
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain’t sold
I like it straight, the men ain’t gotta debate
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face
The way these hoes like to film a nigga, Lorenz Tate
I won’t even let you film a nigga without seeing tape
Yeah, that’s my brother, work, but I gotta play harder
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah
My bitch way better than his bitch, yeah
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
I am a player, and no, I ain’t playing fair
Swear they shaking like some dreads
Oh, that mean we got ’em scared
Look up at your man’s head, tell me what color that dot is
Dot on his head is red, get popped for some sh*t that your brother did
I love my mama, never change, your honor
So I gotta let his mama live
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner, make him vanish, David Copperfield
Came in the game and was independent
They was screaming out that we ain’t got a deal
Said I ain’t playing, this the face I make
When I call my plug and he ain’t got a sell
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, my name is Takeoff, I’m outta here
Open the door when they got in there
Quiet, I pick up the silencer
Shoot it up to the analogist
Ballin’, but they keep callin’ us
And ain’t no stoppin’ us, try to see the apocalypse

[Chorus: Quavo]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah
We too playa, yeah, we too playa

[Verse 5: Offset]
New Moncler, throwin’ salt on a playa
Save the salt for the snails
Or the rocks in my ear
Put you in the Bentley, brand new Selena
She a bad bitch, I seen her
I’m flooded, call FEMA
I do it the best, I am too playa to stress
Drip like the mayor, more or less
I like your bitch, I caress
Dry down the stick nigga, hush
Codeine syrup a must
Wraith with the peppermint guts
He sweet, he keep holding nuts
Your bitch is a throwaway mutt

Migos – Notice Me lyrics

[Intro]
Good job First

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I put it slow on me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Hulla
I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna grind, grind, grind on her
I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Cannot vibe, vibe, vibe on it
Find five, five, five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a bitch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Been through her show, pick up my currency (back it)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace!)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took his ho, make her come work for me (bitch!)
Keep the Draco case in emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city
Sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, niggas that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them niggas on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now they wanna get paid for it, they got us a blessing to see (naw, for real)
Don’t charge ’em on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I put it slow in me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Hulla
I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna grind, grind, grind on her
I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Cannot vibe, vibe, vibe on it
Find five, five, five on it
Get live, yeah

[Verse 2: Offset]
I told that bitch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposing me (skrt, skrt)
A lot of these rappers getting old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishing, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Bunch of the money, we tryna get fitted (went to the mind)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five bitches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these niggas be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Got your ho with me
I pull her slowly
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I put it slow in me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
Hulla
I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna grind, grind, grind on her
I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Cannot vibe, vibe, vibe on it
Find five, five, five on it
Get live, yeah

[Outro: Quavo]
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Migos – “Notice Me” Lyrics (Feat. Post Malone)

(Intro)
Good job First

(Chorus: Post Malone)
Got your hole in me
I put it slow in me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me
And you know I got that Rol’ on me
I put it slow on me
Saint Laurent upon my feet
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me

(Bridge: Quavo)
Hulla
I wanna ride, ride, ride on it
Keep my eyes, eyes, eyes on her
Wanna grind, grind, grind on her
I wanna fly, fly, fly on it
Cannot vibe, vibe, vibe on it
Find five, five, five on it
Get live, yeah

(Verse 1: Takeoff)
All this jewelry, they gon’ notice me (ayy)
Birds in the traps singin’ like Jodeci
I tip a b**ch just ’cause of my courtesy (tippin’)
Been through her show, pick up my currency (back it)
Versace slippers colored burgundy (‘Sace!)
Rappers be talkin’, think they hurtin’ me (uh uh)
I took us home, make her come work for me (b**ch!)
Keep the Draco case in emergency (grr, grat)
Ridin’ ’round the city
Sippin’ a tea, packin’ the heat, ni**as that lookin’ for me (lookin’ for)
Comin’ up watchin’ them ni**as on TV like they were what I wanted to be (wanted to)
Now they wanna get paid for it, they got us a blessing to see (naw, for real)
Don’t charge ’em on stage for it, Saint Laurent on my feet

(Repeat Chorus: Post Malone)

(Repeat Bridge: Quavo)

(Verse 2: Offset)
I told that b**ch to drop a four for me (drop a four)
Drop my top, now I’m exposing me (skrt, skrt)
A lot of these rappers getting old to me (they kinda old)
Extortion publishing, you owe it to me (you know you owe)
I’m droppin’ the top and showin’ the titties (drop top)
Bunch of the money, we tryna get fitted (went to the mind)
I clear my mind and I had a vision (I had a vision)
And then I arrive with twenty-five b**ches (then they arrive)
We sell out the whole facility
Not likin’ your vibe, your energy (vibe)
I came from the pot with Kimberly (pot)
She sniffin’ the lines, assembly (lines)
We had a good time in Italy (time)
Yo, these ni**as be lyin’ about loyalty (lyin’)
Get on my knees, prayin’ to God to cover me

(Repeat Chorus: Post Malone)

(Repeat Bridge: Quavo)

(Outro: Quavo)
Nawfside, yeah
Can we ride, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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Kodak Black – Talk About It Lyrics

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Aye, she know I be runnin’ it, too
Lil’ shawty know I’m full of love
She know I’m bullshittin’
Aye, King, stop playin’, boy, turn the light on in here

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
She know I’m bullshittin’, she know I’m running the game
Lil’ shawty know I’m selling dreams, she buyin’ it anyway
Start some beef with me, boy, it’ll be over any day
And my plug come from Italy, yeah he keep me paid
Everyday I’m sippin’ on remedy, yeah I keep that drink
They need to free my dogs literally ’cause they in a cage
I fuck with youngins sometimes
You straight, but you got crooked ways
Life’s a gamble, crushin’ [?] my ace of spades
Know I used to fuck with [?] ’til I heard he gay
I heard a nigga stuck a broom right up his dirty ass
And, I be on a molly sippin’ [?]
And, I don’t like nobody, so get out my face
And, I be out here wilin’, bitch, I’m young and violent
Aye, I get out my [?], I get out my lane
I be wearing Venus, I get out my space
The Devil, he be creepin’, get him out my space
I’m slidin’ wit’ my toast, but it’ll get you baked
And, I don’t need a holster when it’s on my waist
Yeah, I’m a hell raiser, but I’m heaven made
I’m a Gemeni, so I got 7 ways
And I poured the lean up in my [lemonade?]
I use this shit to my advantage, call it 7 days
And I stack it like a sandwich wit’ no mayonnaise
I spent some time wearin’ [?], but I don’t ever see

[Verse 2: Humble Haitian]
[?] casino while my niggas play spades
Niggas be like bitches, they be throwin’ shade
Bitch, get out my face, don’t like them anyway
Bitch, I’m gettin’ money, no [?], and I got laid
I’m like a horse on hay, I’m talking Mary Jane
Let my [?] keep that heat, but I’m in [?]
Nigga come ’round playin’, snipers make you hit the floor
Stay strong, nigga
Bitch, I’m on my 10 toes

[Verse 3: CBE]
From a nigga, call it [?]
Through FedEx, sell it on Ebay
My goons goin’ crazy, they goin’ insane
Mention my name, I’m aimin’ at yo’ brain
Far from [dual lanes?] we are not the same
Took a nigga bitch, he ain’t seen the hoe since
That fed don’t make dollars, they don’t make cents
[?] in the head with the llama, call it common sense

Ski Mask The Slump God – WTF!? Lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, we just started from the top, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Ayy! Uh

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 1]
Huh? Huh? Huh? What did you say?
Umm, repeat, yuh
Yachty pulled up in a new ‘Cedes truck (that’s nice)
Lights, they on the front
Pause, Then I’ma stunt
Ayy, you not savage so keep that shirt tucked
No you not, no you not
I am a bad boy, don’t wear no seat buckle
Beat down that pussy then dust off my knuckles
What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles
Walk the damn plank, on yo’ bitch I plank
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, I’m blessed
Don’t ask me why ’cause I don’t look like you

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 2]
Terio, ohh, kill ’em!
It’s how I walked up in the building
This the man I’m with the millions
I’m as high as hands up in the sky
When it’s yo’ auntie’s hands saying hallelujah!
I’m the shit, what’s it to ya?
(Umm, here’s your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, ’cause it be tripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I’m the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin’ ’bout Kennedy, she said I’m awesome!

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!