Quavo – LOSE IT lyrics

Take the tints off the car so they can see me
Slick, intimidatin’, niggas wanna be me
PJ when we creepin’, they won’t ever see me
Ain’t too into cameras, but they got to see me
Diamonds on my fingers, I’m a superstar
All in there like sneakin’ with a superstar
Hit me if you want, I’m not gonna make a call
Marlo’s still trappin’ in them trap house
Cartier, solitaire, golf ball
Real big dog, I won’t fuck with y’all
Made it to the charts, they know who I am
Shout out to my fans, really fuck with y’all
Internet beef, I won’t get involved
If it’s real problems, then it’s gettin’ solved
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah, she lookin’ like a movie, yeah (Woo, bad, yeah)
I think that I’ma choose her, yeah (Choose her, hoo, yeah)
Back that ass up, no Juvie, yeah (Juvie, hoo, yeah)
Throw them racks, go stupid, yeah (Racks, stupid, yeah)
Squeeze my shot like Uzis, yeah (Shoot, Uzi, yeah)
When I slide on her, yeah (Skrrt, slide, yeah)
Heard she wet, Jacuzzi, yeah (Splash, wet, yeah)
Make me go, make me go, make me go lose it
[Verse 3: Quavo]
When I say (Lose it)
She gonna make a nigga lose it
I’m talkin’ big money
Big money, thumb throughin’ it (Hey)
Not through with it (Nah, nah)
Not through with it (Nah)
She all on the phone with her last nigga
Say that pussy is mine, he losin’ it (Brrt, yeah)
She poppin’ it, I’m ownin’ it (Yeah)
She droppin’ it, it’s stoppin’ it (Stop), lose it (Yeah)
Out of control, she movin’ it (Ooh, yeah)
It’s movin’ (Woo)
It’s a movie (Woo)
She walkin’ around in Nike leggings (Ooh, yeah)
Just doin’ it (Go!)
Don’t get involved with her besties, they messy
Spent a fifty ball on her neckpiece, she flexing
I don’t give no calls, I just hit her with the texting
Emoji all drippin’, leakin’ waterfalls, yeah [Chorus: Quavo]
Yeah, she lookin’ like a movie, yeah (Woo, bad, yeah)
I think that I’ma choose her, yeah (Choose her, hoo, yeah)
Back that ass up, no Juvie, yeah (Juvie, hoo, yeah)
Throw them racks, go stupid, yeah (Racks, stupid, yeah)
Squeeze my shot like Uzis, yeah (Shoot, Uzi, yeah)
When I slide on her, yeah (Skrrt, slide, yeah)
Heard she wet, Jacuzzi, yeah (Splash, wet, yeah)
Make me go, make me go, make me go lose it (Go, lose it)
[Verse 1: Quavo]
Bought her Chanel, surprise on her, yeah (Chanel, yeah)
She so bad, got girls and guys on her (Yeah)
Make me wanna pull out the phone and go live on her, yeah (Yeah)
But I snap back and close my eyes on her (Damn, yeah)
Bad bitch, she bring a team of girls (Damn, yeah)
They all came back after the club (Woo, yeah)
Every city I go, they show me love (Show, yeah)
That’s because we (What?) real thugs (Yeah)
Bet that ice make her drown in the tub (Ice)
Say she got that bag, told her put down on the drugs (Bag)
That the type of shit that make your nigga call in (Brr, woo)
That the type of shit that make your nigga fall in love (Woo)
[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Pull up, I’m the life of the party
4×4 truck sittin’ on Forgis
488 with a 8, that’s shawty
Lime Lamborghini sittin’ pretty, that’s Cardi
Blue Lamborghini Diablo, gon’ Offset’s
Havin’ talks in the Wraith, ’bout to take off
Me and Pee in the Dawn havin’ boss talks
Got the game from, bruh, that’s where I walk
What am I gonna do when all these girls
In the city goin’ crazy over me?

Quavo – BIG BRO lyrics

Them niggas just set me up big brother
They just got me for my chain (Ahh)
Aw man (Ahh)
Damn (Ahh)
Ay, ay, calm down, calm down, we gon’ get it back (Ahh)
Just pull up on me, tell me what happened (Ahh)
Big bro ridin’ with the tool tight (Big bro)
Big bro straight, he live the coot life (Big bro)
Been through the struggle played the rules right (Big bro)
Ain’t got nothing to prove, big bro got nine stripes (Big bro)
You out here tryna live your broke life (You, you, ayy)
You out here tryna live that GOAT life (You, you, ayy)
You gonna fuck around, take your life (You, you)
Instagram and guns just don’t go right (No, no, ayy)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah) (With me or against me?)
I’m a OG now so you need me (OG, I’m a OG)
Think you poppin’ Xanax bars, but it’s Fentanyl
(No-no bars, it’s Fentanyl)
Think you’re living life like rockstars but you’re dead now (Yeah)
Let me put you under my wing
I can teach you one thing (Let me put you under my wing)
Let me put you under my wing
I can show you it ain’t all about a chain (Ayy, ayy)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah)
Show you how to get a ring on that championship team
When you get a ring, it’s a championship
Teach ’em how to get them P’s on the back of RV’s
When you get ‘cross seas, it’s a championship
Clappin’ on things like I’m in New Orleans
When I hit ’em hard I be striking them
Calling all gangs ’cause I’m right with them
You too young to be hanging out all night with them
Brrrrrrr (Ahh)
Tsh, it’s a young nigga calling my phone (Ahh)
What’s happening? Dun Deal on the track
Is you with me or against me? Hey big bro, them niggas just got me for my chain (Ahh)
What?

Kodak Black – ZEZE lyrics

(Chanel)
I be drippin’ to death, I need a casket (Drippin’)
And we got more stripes than the ref, he foul, TEC him (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like David Beckham (Field, bow-bow)
All my niggas locked up, for real, I’m tryna help ’em (Free, free)
When I got a mil’, got me the chills, don’t know what happened (Hoo, chills)
Pop pills, do what you feel, I’m on that zombie (Hey, hoo)
I’m more like Gaddafi, I’m not no Gandhi (Gaddafi, hey)
I’m more like I’m David, Goliath runnin’ (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin’, I find it funny (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, straight out of the dungeon (We from the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can’t tell me nothin’ (Eghck, eghck, egchk)
300, the watch is out of your budget (Woo, woo, 300)
Mean-muggin’ got me clutchin’
Yeah, and this stick right out of Russia
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Nightcrawlin’ in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don’t you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can stand in (It’s lit)
Bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I’m an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all went for each other
Now that all the dawgs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me? [Chorus: Travis Scott]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Nightcrawlin’ in the Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told them hoes that don’t you panic
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yeah, big water)
Dropped the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe you can stand in (It’s lit)
See the bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I’m an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all made for each other
Now that all the dawgs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it, can you pop it for me? got that dope! [Refrain: Kodak Black]
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
In a Hellcat ’cause I’m a hell-raiser
Self-made, I don’t owe a nigga nann favor
When you get that money, nigga, keep your heart
I’m slidin’ in a coupe, ain’t got no key to start
I got the fire on me in BET Awards
When your well run dry, you know you need me for it
When I pull up in the Buick, you know what I’m doin’
If the police get behind me, I’m fleein’ and eludin’
Sleepin’ on the palette turned me to a savage
I’m a project baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still serve fiends, like I’m still jackin’
I be sippin’ on lean, tryna keep balance
Hit that Z-Walk, Dickie’s with my Reeboks
I don’t say much, I just let the heat talk
Your jewelry water whip, diamonds like re-rock
My lil’ baby ride the dick like a seesaw
When I stepped up on the scene, I was on a bean
When I jumped up out the Beam’, I was in Celine
Baby girl you just a fling, that ain’t what I mean
Money bustin’ out my jeans like I do the scheme
[Refrain: Kodak Black]
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh D.A. [Refrain: Kodak Black]
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
Pull up in a demon, on God (On God)
Lookin’ like I still do fraud (Fraud)
Flyin’ private jet with the rod (Rod)
This that Z shit, this that Z shit (This that Z shit)
[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset! Blow the brains out the coupe (Boo)
Police wanna talk, but I’m on mute (Woo, woo, hey)
I’ma bust her wrist down ’cause she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on a yacht, dive in a pool (Yeah)
She an addict (Addict), addict for the lifestyle and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, have you ever felt Chanel fabrics?

Usher – Gift Shop lyrics

That glass
That foreign lil’ whip been crashed
A lot of those diamonds ain’t real
My nigga gon’ get it how he live (Yeah)
Good life, who this? That glass
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop) She do what she can for a Fendi bag (Yeah)
Iced out wrist, that gliss, that gliss, that gliss
Girl on my dick, my tip, my tip
[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)
[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way (Add it up)
Came, came, came (To fuck it up)
Foreign whips, new Mulsanne
Kick shit, no Lui Kang
[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)
[Verse 2: Gunna]
I treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
I put some Fiji water in a wrist watch
Then showed her how to ball like a big shark
I spent a couple thousand on her ass shots
She got all colors in the G socks
That’s a Rolex not a G-Shock (G-Shock)
I’m diggin’ in her while she got her legs locked (Got her legs locked)
We fuckin’ in the penthouse at the tip top (Oh)
Make her cum again, spend a hundred bands, new Mercedes-Benz
Gucci store again, had to let us, private when we land
I gave her a chance, gave her the advance, diamond on her hands
VVS’ dance, Off-White on the Vans, Tesla for a van
I’m rubbin’ on her skin, she gon’ let me in, we ain’t gon’ pretend
I’m her latest friend, she don’t chase her Hen’ and ain’t scared to sin
I’ma give her a lend, purse that cost a ten, help her on the rent
We just wanna win, just don’t care to spend, Gucci store again
[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)
[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way
This shit, got me feelin’ like Michael
She call me her idol
She play me Tidal
She cum on arrival
But I don’t want no bridal
Oh, oh, oh
[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)
[Outro: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck? [Intro: Usher]
(Zaytoven)
I walk up in that motherfucker like, get what you want
Ayy, let me get that
Gift shop, gift shop, yeah
[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc
Got your main thing in the lip-lock
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)
[Verse 1: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck?

Usher – Birthday lyrics

Zaytoven
Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday
Tonight you gon’ party, tear down the city
You got a section
Your sister, your cousin, your bestie with it
You birthday flexing
Pop champagne, ain’t no sips, straight from the bottle
Yeah, that’s it
Night just started, gone and make a wish
Maybe later you’ll get that birthday dick
Baby you so special (So special)
That birthday suit you wearing looks so sexual
She got a body like a bottle ’cause she bought it
Did it in Miami ’cause she knew she could afford it
Birthday sex test drive that model
Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday
[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday
How many girls gone be poppin’ rubber bands
Up in the place, tippin’ them dancers, smackin’ ass
What the hell you sippin’ tonight
She say if it’s brown, she ain’t faithful tonight
She wanna wild out, she wild out, she wanna play
Wanna get fucked up, she wanna live for today
She wanna wild out, she wanna kiss on her friend
And that’s the kind of mood she in
Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday
[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday
Your girl got a birthday, yeah
Your sister got a birthday, yeah
Your niece got a birthday, yeah
Your auntie got a birthday, yeah
Your mama got a birthday, yeah
Your baby mama got a birthday, yeah
Your daughter got a birthday, yeah
Is your birthday, Is your birthday
Do your dance it’s your birthday
Move that ass it’s your birthday
Spend this cash for your birthday
Blow that bag for your birthday
Spend a band if you worth it
You know I like it when you work it
Hit your dance on your birthday
It’s what you want for your birthday
[Post Chorus]
Go girl, go girl, go girl, go girl
It’s your world, your world, your world, your world
You could have your way for your birthday
I eat the cake for your birthday
Beat it up for your birthday
Fuck it up for your birthday

Usher – ATA lyrics

(Yeah)
‘Cause I’m a G type of guy, yeah
That’s a whole different vibe, yeah
I don’t do this on occasion (Yeah), this my every day shit
Put your ass through college, give me brain, education
Know you ain’t gon’ say shit, have your man devastated
Boo, don’t keep me waitin’, boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (Yeah)
I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
Ayy, yeah, Zay jumpin’ out the Phantom (Zay)
This the Atlanta anthem (A)
Tell your girls get to dancin’ (Ayy)
Helipad on the mansion
This some shit you can’t fathom (No)
Spillin’ drinks in the jacuzzi
Anything you can imagine (Wow)
Turn this shit into a movie
I don’t do this on occasion (Yeah), this my every day shit
Put your ass through college, give me brain, education
Know you ain’t gon’ say shit, have your man devastated
Boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (No), boo, don’t keep me waitin’ (Yeah)
I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Yeah-eah)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Lay, lay, lay, lay
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Lay, lay
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay)
Ooh, that’s crazy
(L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay) Got a flight (Flight)
You ever seen a G-5? (Zaytoven!)
Big time, yeah
(A, A, A, A)
A Town, forever down
(A, A, A, A, A, A, A, A, ooh)
I just wanna see you in Ibiza
We can meet up, let it heat up
Blow the trees up, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
You can bring your girls, you can leave ’em
You forget your man, that’s amnesia
You can slide on ’em, kick your feet up
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
L-l-lay-lay, l-l-lay-lay-lay (Lay-lay-lay-lay-lay)
Booty got me inspired
Move that thing to the side, yeah
We ain’t ever gettin’ tired, no
I know you love it when you tied up
Where we goin’?

Quavo – RERUN lyrics

[Intro: Travis Scott & Quavo]
This nigga man
Yah, yeahhh
Oh, uh oh, yeah yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, wooaahh
Yaah, yuh-yuh
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
[Verse: Travis Scott & Quavo]
Yeah, go ahead spend it, I’m live in it (yeah)
Yeah, my whip came with curtains, I don’t need it tinted
Yeah, when it come to how she turn so independent
Yeah, when it comes to this D, she turn so damn dependent (straight up)
Night times, summertime cold
You really wanna say yes, but you sayin’ no (no)
I’m on top my game like a Kangol
I let her drive the Range, then she wreck the Rolls
Yeah, ice-ice biting Cartier Bangles (bitin’)
Yeah, she let me smash her friends long as the chain froze (alright)
Yeah, ain’t been here 15 minutes, why she changed clothes? (it’s lit)
She ride with me through the city while we swang doors (straight up)
Slide through the hood, pop up on the north (yeah, yeah)
You know everything good when you with the ‘Cho
Chosen, outspoken (Yah), arrogant, that’s on both ends (Alright!)
Good vibes, given off good vibes (good vibes)
One time, can you dig it one time (one time)
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
[Interlude: Woman & Travis Scott]
I think one of us is inclined to
You, you didn’t come the second night, I was here
No, I got too fucked up the first night
For real
[Break: Travis Scott]
Link up, come witness
Come link up, we can bring your bitches
Bring your drink up, we can do some business
When the min up, we can run a mission
Yeah, link up, come witness
Come link up, you can bring your bitches
We can drink; we can drink up
Yeah, link up, yeah, link up
Hit my people, I’ma hit the creep up
Just to see us, I’ma need a few dubs
In the ‘pions, you gone get the reep-uh
Oh my, ice wear, on the v-nuh
On a v-nuh, I can do no e-nuh
Called up Nina, rollin’ on my d-nuh
Ike and Tina, way I beat the, beat the, beat the, beat the
[Chorus: Travis Scott & Quavo]
She like it (like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (bite), she dykin’ (dyke), ye-ah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
She like it (she like), I’m swipin’ (swipe)
Ice bitin’ (yah), she dykin’ (dyke), yeah, yeah
I had to come right back like double back and rerun
I had to come right back like double back and rerun

Quavo – SWING lyrics

[Verse 1: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
Oh that’s a hot spot (Hot spot)
Hit her on the elevator, why not (Why not)
Make the whole block hot (Block hot)
Make the whole block hot (Block hot)
(Skrrt, skrrt) In the hot box (Skrrt, skrrt)
Right next to the chopper (Skrrt, skrrt)
And the thing go ratta (Buck, buck)
And the thing go ratta (Buck, buck)
Came from the jungle
We hot but we humble
You want to reach out tell her
Just put down your number (brrrr)
If she’s not a bad gyal, then I do not want her (Bo)
I like to try new things, but not with one woman (No)
Got to be three or four of ’em (Three)
Yeah, we drippin’ designer, but grind on the floor (Floor)
And I do not care what I drink, just keep pourin’ (Pour)
Already know what she think, girl just go in (Go, go, go)
She ’bout to go to the dance hall (Hall)
Two bad bitches got a dance-off (Off)
By the end of the night, I tried ’em all (All)
[Chorus: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She wanna try the new tings
(She wants to try ’em)
She wanna try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)
[Verse 2: Normani & Quavo]
Oh, I got you seeing double
Careful not to start no trouble
Oh, I try to keep it subtle
I don’t mean to burst your bubble
Oh, I’ve been workin’ hard, I rehearsed that
Quavo loose, that’s ’cause my body heard that
And I think I deserve, a lil’ different tonight
Slow it down and have a drink for a second (Ay)
Come on get on my page for a second, yeah
We’re the ones have a thrill, make it messy, yeah (Ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different, yeah
Slow it down and have a drink for a second (Ay)
Come on get on my page for a second, yeah
We’re the ones have a thrill, make it messy, yeah (Ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different, yeah
(We allowed to swing) I know you love to swing
[Chorus: Quavo & Normani]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different (Yeah)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’ ay, swingin’ ay)
I just wanna show you something a lil’ different (Yeah)
We get allowed to swing
[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She wanna try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)
[Verse 3: Davido]
The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice (Black juice)
Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready to move (Ready to move)
She said don’t keep me waiting
Now she’s in the mood (She’s in the mood)
Whenever you’re ready, I’m ready to move gyal
I’ll take you to Africa (Ay)
You won’t see my type of car (Scoot, scoot)
The same one that Cardi got (Vroom, vroom)
Come live like a fuckin’ star (Ay)
I could tell you’re too foreigner, yeah
For my place, you no need Visa (No need Visa)
[Chorus: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(Swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
(Ah, swingin’, swingin’)
We get allowed to swing
[Post-Chorus: Quavo]
She want to try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em, we get allowed to swing)
She want to try the new tings
(She want to try ’em)
She like to try the new tings
(She like to try ’em)
[Outro: Quavo]
We get allowed to swing
(We get allowed)
She wanna try new tings
(Come and tell me!)
We get allowed to swing
(Ay, you comin’ down now)
She wanna try new things
(Let ’em go, let ’em know)
Let the beat run out, ohh, oh
Let the beat run out
Yeah, we get allowed to swing

Quavo – LOST lyrics

[Chorus: Quavo]
Hope I don’t get lost (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Hope I don’t get lost (Get lost, lost)
Lost, in a world (Lost)
In this world, they divide us all (In this world, world)
In this world, they divide us all (In this world, divide)
Oh yeah (Divide, oh yeah, woo)
I hope the money don’t diminish y’all (Yeah)
I hope the money (Woo, the money)
Don’t diminish y’all (Hey, ooh)
Yeah (Yeah, woo-hoo)
Hey
[Verse 1: Quavo]
My team came from the bottom on the rise, yeah (Yeah)
God, please don’t get me lost in this ride, yeah (Skrr, hoo)
Went to sleep, I had a dream of that fishscale (Fishy)
Woke up, then put it right on the street at retail (Retail)
Lifestyle, it get crazy, it get brazy yeah (Brazy)
My bitch mad at me, the days get rainy, yeah (Oh)
She always try to leave, she say I’m too player (Oh)
Oh, you lost in the sauce? I hope you get well (Get well)
Accomplish all my goals, congratulate me, yeah (Yeah)
Got the five-end guard with me, that’s for safety, yeah (Yeah)
Make me wanna take all the Percocet pills (Percy)
Told Danny hit my phone when the check clears (Brr)
[Verse 2: Kid Cudi]
I’m inside my soul, feel the weight on me (My soul)
Built to carry the load, feel this weight on me (Yeah)
Slide out, hit the road for my sanity (Mmm)
This how it fuckin’ goes in my galaxy
After midnight (Midnight)
And my mind runs (And my mind runs)
With the demons on my back (Yeah)
‘TIl the day comes (’Til the day comes)
Been through it all my life (Yeah)
And I feel numb (Feel so numb)
Got the demons on my back
’Til the day comes (‘TIl the day comes)
See, in my mind, I’m trapped in my mind
But I know I’ll find a way (Find a way)
See, in my mind, I’m trapped in my mind
But I know I’ll find a way
Survivin’ now (Ooh)
And find a way (Hmm)
[Verse 3: Quavo]
Hotbox in the coupe, don’t nothin’ move I say (Skrr, skrr)
You gon’ get lost if you try to make a move my way (Move)
Bad bitch gonna hit you with a move if you won’t play (Get ’em)
You let the money get to your head, made me go the other way (That way, go)
Go to the top this season (Woo)
Let ‘im get a rack, he need it (Rack)
Eating on the drug, she teathin’ (Eat it up)
It’s Migos gang, believe me (Migo gang)
The gang over everything, that’s what I pledge allegiance (Gang)
Take care my family, I know my mama need me (Mama)
Told my niggas in the pen I’m on, they didn’t believe it (Brr)
Then they call back, they see me on TV (TV)
Hope I don’t get lost (No)
In this million dollar vault (Yeah)
I don’t want to take a loss (No)
You don’t wanna get involved (Yeah)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Hope I don’t get lost (Ooh-ooh, ooh)
Hope I don’t get lost (Get lost, lost)
Lost, in a world (Lost)
In this world, they divide us all (In this world, world)
In this world, they divide us all (In this world, divide)
Oh yeah (Divide, oh yeah, woo)
I hope the money don’t diminish y’all (Yeah)
I hope the money (Woo, the money)
Don’t diminish y’all (Hey, ooh)
Yeah (Yeah, woo-hoo)
Hey
Don’t get lost in the way, don’t
Don’t get lost in the way, don’t
Don’t get lost in the way, don’t
Don’t get lost in the way

David Bowie – Never Let Me Down Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When I believed in nothing
I called her name
Trapped in a high-dollar joint
In some place
I called her name
And though my days are slipping by
And nights so cruel
I thought I’d die
[Prec-Chorus]
She danced her little dance ’til it made me cry
She was shaking like this honey doing that
[Verse 2]
When I needed soul revival
I called your name
When I was falling to pieces
I screamed in pain
Your soothing hand that turned me round
A love so real
Swept over me
[Pre-Chorus]
You danced a little dance ’til it made me cry
She was shaking like this honey doing that
[Chorus]
Never let me down
She never let me down
Never let me down
She never let me down
[Verse 3]
When all your faith is failing, Call my name
When you’ve got nothing coming, Call my name
I’ll be strong for all it takes
I’ll cover your head
Until the bad stuff breaks
[Pre-Chorus]
Dance my little dance ’til it makes you smile
Shaking like this honey doing that
[Chorus]
Never let you down
I’ll never let you down
I’ll never let you down
I’ll never let you down
[Outro]
Oh no

Jess Glynne – Broken Lyrics

‘Cause all I ever wanted
Was a little bit of Paradise
Woah-oh-ohh, woah
Woah-oh-ohh, woah
Said it’s all ’cause you’re a part of me
I hope I give you just as much
Because you could never let me down
‘Cause even when I’m standing here now
So broken, arms open wide
‘Cause all I ever wanted
Was a little bit of Paradise
You tell me don’t worry
When I’ve done wrong
It’s something that I’ll never know
How you can love someone so broken, so right? So broken, so broken
Sometimes when I fall down low
And I got no where else to go
I hide myself, don’t let it show
But you find me
Sometimes when the day go by
I’ve missed it because all I did was cry
You always know the reason why
You know me
You always got the words that never let me down
Always make me laugh somehow
You tell me don’t worry
When I’ve done wrong
It’s something that I’ll never know
How you can love someone so broken, so right? ‘Cause all I ever wanted
Was a little bit of Paradise
Was a little bit of Paradise
Oh, woah, oh, woah
Oh, woah
Was a little bit of Paradise ‘Cause all I ever wanted
Was a little bit of Paradise
Sometimes when I run too fast
You let me go don’t hold me back
When I can’t see the tracks
You find me
Sometimes when I can’t see
I lose my balance and I can’t breathe
You hold me close and brush your cheek on me
You know me
You always have the words that never let me down
Always make me laugh somehow
You tell me don’t worry
When I’ve done wrong
It’s something that I’ll never know
How you can love someone so broken, so right?

Usher – Peace Sign Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Okay
I made this for you
‘Til we meet again
Yeah, you
You know who you are
Yeah
[Chorus]
I ain’t tryna wear you out
Never get enough
On my way to pick you up
Be ready when I pull up baby
I don’t wanna have to rush
When we making love
Let me know if it ain’t too much
Won’t stop if I get enough babe
Get enough babe (Get enough)
Get enough
Get enough babe (You gettin’ enough babe?)
Won’t stop if I get enough babe
Get enough (Get enough babe)
Never get enough (Get enough)
Never get enough (Get enough, baby)
Oh, never get enough babe
[Hook]
On this side
Legs up like a peace sign
Two cups down, got her tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Can’t wait ’til I’m inside (Yeah)
Beat, beat ’til the sunrise
All up in her hair like a hair tie (Ayy)
Two cups down, got her tongue-tied (Ayy)
I can’t wait ’til I’m inside, yeah
[Verse]
Speak up, the bass
My hand on her waist, thinking ’bout it for some days
I’m on the way
I hop in the Wraith, speedin’, racin’ to her place
Put that on my face
She stayin’ here for days
So good, I don’t need a plate
I love how she taste
She don’t fuck with no lames, that’s why she stay in her place
[Hook]
On this side (This side)
Legs up like a peace sign (Ooh)
Two cups down, got her tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Can’t wait ’til I’m inside (Inside)
Beat, beat ’til the sunrise
All up in her hair like a hair tie
Two cups down, got us tongue-tied
I can’t wait ’til I’m inside, woah
[Chorus]
I ain’t tryna wear you out
Never get enough
On my way to pick you up
Be ready when I pull up baby
I don’t wanna have to rush
When we making love
Let me know if it ain’t too much
Won’t stop if I get enough babe (Get enough babe)
If I get enough babe (Did you get enough, babe?)
Oh, if I get enough babe (Get enough babe)
Oh, if I get enough babe (Get enough babe)
Oh
[Hook]
On this side (This side)
Legs up like a peace sign (Peace sign)
Two cups down, got us tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
Can’t wait ’til I’m inside (Oh)
Beat, beat ’til the sunrise
All up in her hair like a hair tie
Two cups down, got us tongue-tied (Tongue-tied)
I can’t wait ’til I’m inside, yeah
[Outro]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
When she fuck, on this side
Oh-oh-oh-oh
When she up, on this side
Oh-oh-oh-oh
I ain’t tryna wear you out
Never get enough
On my way to pick you up
Be ready when I pull up baby
I don’t wanna have to rush
When we making love
Let me know if it ain’t too much

Belly – Numbers Lyrics

[Chorus: Belly]
I pull up in four-door Bugattis
Four-wheel Ducatis
Got at least two hoes beside me (ten)
Threesomes like a hobby
Addies made me zero in
Two point nine, these five tsunamis
Seven boppers in the lobby
We the new Illuminati
All my bitches keep six
In case twelve tryna find me
Do the math, do the math
45’s like the army
[Verse 1: Belly]
I’m a pipe her like Rowdy
Free Max, free Bobby
Get Whoopty on the phone
He’ll know what to do with the body (death)
Set Persiles on a little couch, till I put my mama in a real house
Pills all in my little pocket, and they got me geeking like a meal house
Too many fake waves
It’s a real drought
I feel like eight days, with the AK earn the real clout
Fuck your two cents
You wouldn’t even give me two cents when my pennies scuff
Earned it all it was never luck
Millionaire with the semi-tuck
Now you wanna pull a Hemi up
Just so you can come and drink the Henny up
Fake shit, it was never love
And really fuck it if it really was
[Chorus: Belly]
I pull up in four-door Bugattis
Four-wheel Ducatis
Got at least two hoes beside me (ten)
Threesomes like a hobby
Addies made me zero in
Two point nine, these five tsunamis
Seven boppers in the lobby
We the new Illuminati
All my bitches keep six
In case twelve tryna find me
Do the math, do the math
45’s like the army
[Post Chorus]
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I just counted five million dollar cash
All 5s, 10s, and 20s
Got to know that that’s the dope money
Got to know I got the code, homie
Drink, bring a chopper hit him up, aye
Plank, play dead sit him up, aye
Bricks on bricks, yeah we Billy Love (Billy Love)
Bitches act thirsty so we fill em’ up
Ion like the rap game (ion love the rap game)
Ain’t none these niggas real as us (ain’t none these niggas, none these niggas)
Going back to the trap game (going back to the trap)
Selling bricks out the Bentley truck (cocaine Bentley truck)
Then I’ma hit em’ up
I used to be a stick em’ up
Black hoodie with the ski mask
When you see me nigga get em’ up (you know what it is)
I’m a dope boy cause I sold dope, boy
You ain’t no plug cause you owe one boy
You ain’t cool with no Mexican, you don’t know one boy
If you say you got M’s then show one boy
Just bought the Patek the one with no ice
Just knocked that bitch, the one with no lights
And I used to get government assistance, food stamps no lights
[Outro: Belly]
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)
Doing numbers, doing numbers (add it up)

Plies – All Thee Above Lyrics

C, is it chemistry? Will I die for her? Send me them nudes when you miss the kid
They can’t make me cheat on you
Ain’t nothing you could do to make me beat on you
When I get hard, can I eat on you? Will I slide for her? B, is it love? Come through late night to put D on you
Box so good, she legendary
Crush lil mama necessary
Got a nigga hard like February
What we got ain’t monetary
She my independent girl
Say she love me many, girl
She been round for a minute, girl
I’ll take care of you and your mama, girl
House stay clean like [?]
Can’t none of these chicks keep up with you
Christian Louboutin got me and bae drippin’
Bottle after bottle coming, me and bae sippin’
Blue Hunnids on the light, me and bae grippin’
She A, B, C and D so stay outta our business
[Hook: Kevin Gates]
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
You get dick, you get gifts, you get all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
I’m in lust, I’m in love, I’m in all of the above
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
Never budge, flush the drugs, yeah, all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
And fuck a side bitch ’cause ,girl, you really love
[Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
I remember when I first met you
Black Honda was in the spot
I saw you walking by, we walk into the light
Asked if I could come with you, we all been through a lot
When I pulled you to the side and I’m trying
I’m trying be in your life
I’m tryna fast forward, smoking on meteorites
Sick of your last boy
You say you need me in your life
Being a plie, it is I, hold on
Smack down but my heart stone cold
[Verse 3: Plies]
Ay, buy you a house and move you to Boca
You ain’t gotta drive, I’ll get you a chauffeur
If I am your Stedman then you is my Oprah
We can be next big Bee & Hova
Will I arrive for her? [Hook: Kevin Gates]
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
You get dick, you get gifts, you get all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
I’m in lust, I’m in love, I’m in all of the above
[Verse 1: Plies]
Can you stay down like Dreka did? D, it’s all of the above
[Hook: Kevin Gates]
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
You get dick, you get gifts, you get all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
I’m in lust, I’m in love, I’m in all of the above
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
Never budge, flush the drugs, yeah, all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
And fuck a side bitch, the girl you really love All of the above
[Hook: Kevin Gates]
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
You get dick, you get gifts, you get all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
I’m in lust, I’m in love, I’m in all of the above
You my bae, you my gift, you my all of the above
Never budge, flush the drugs, yeah, all of the above
Stay down, all of the above
And fuck a side bitch ’cause ,girl, you really love
[Verse 4: Kevin Gates]
I had to admit, I been a gangsta
Been to the penn and you ain’t changed me
Giving you gifts ’cause you amazing
Always showing appreciation
Red one initiate it
I’m in the spirit of winning paper
All fits are custom tailored
I am not mingling with the haters
We like Ali, we the greatest
Porsche willing to block
I’m the one willing the spot
I’m the one touching the back end
I’m the one to eat on your clit from behind
Then hit you hard from the back end
We doing yoga, you back bend
I lick on your titties and tap in
[Verse 5: Plies]
It’s four in the morning, I walk in the house
I’m busy drunk but I’m digging in your shit
You is asleep, I’m waking you up
Fuck on each other, we do it to bed
A, is it sex?

Disturbed – Best Ones Lie Lyrics

You’re not ready! God damn maybe I am a little paranoid
Cause I can feel it getting harder to breathe
I really don’t know when it began to be unbearable
But now it’s sickening me
Because the world keeps burning
And they keep turning the page
They love the drama
So pardon me if I don’t give a
God damn bit about anything you’re telling me
It’s just a matter of fact
All of the best ones lie
And you’re never gonna get me to see your side
I’m telling you all the best ones lie
And there’s nothing you can say that will change my mind
So how about you don’t even try
God damn maybe I am a little terrified
You know I really don’t know what to believe
We watch the world die while they keep telling us there’s nothing to fear
So now it’s crippling me
Because the world keeps turning
And all people do is complain
They love the drama
Reality is they don’t care a
God damn bit about anything you’re telling me
It’s just as simple as that
All of the best ones lie
And you’re never gonna get me to see your side
I’m telling you all the best ones lie
And there’s nothing you can say that will change my mind
So how about you don’t even try
No! All of the best ones lie
And you’re never gonna get me to see your side
I’m telling you all the best ones lie
And there’s nothing you can say that will change my mind
Remember now, all of the best ones lie
And you’ll never get me to see your side
So how about you don’t even try
Yeah! All of the best ones lie
But now it’s sickening me
But now it’s sickening me
God damn maybe I am
Yeah maybe I am