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Metro Boomin - 10 Freaky Girls Lyrics
Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie), I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock, you got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers), this chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah, for Jess (For who?) Need to get myself together, I'm a mess (Straight up)
Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie), I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock, you got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers), this chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah, for Jess (For who?) Need to get myself together, I'm a mess (Straight up)
Metro Boomin - 10 Freaky Girls Lyrics
Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie) I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock You got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers) This chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah For Jess (For who?) Need to get myself together I'm a mess (Straight up)
Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie) I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock You got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers) This chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah For Jess (For who?) Need to get myself together I'm a mess (Straight up)
Metro Boomin feat. 21 Savage - 10 Freaky Girls Lyrics ...
In peace (In peace), may you rest (May you rest) Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie), I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock, you got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers), this chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany (Yeah), for Jess (For who?)
In peace (In peace), may you rest (May you rest) Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie), I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock, you got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers), this chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany (Yeah), for Jess (For who?)
Metro Boomin feat. 21 Savage - 10 Freaky Girls (with 21 ...
In peace (In peace) May you rest (May you rest) Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie) I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock You got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers) This chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah For Jess (For who?)
In peace (In peace) May you rest (May you rest) Never ever shoot below the neck (Never ever) You a rookie (You a rookie) I'm a vet (I'm a vet) That's why I got a Glock You got a TEC (Got a TEC) Not checkers (Not checkers) This chess (It is chess) I flooded out my Patek with baguettes I curve Tiffany, yeah For Jess (For who?)
LIL B - MY DIARY PT.4 LYRICS
[Intro : Lil B talking][Verse 1 : Lil B]I'll always think about my life till the last dropMost of my homies found dead we don't ask copsLast time I cop, I cop the court room the only damn show I would not showI keep my pride under the sheetsAnd people love my money they ...
[Intro : Lil B talking][Verse 1 : Lil B]I'll always think about my life till the last dropMost of my homies found dead we don't ask copsLast time I cop, I cop the court room the only damn show I would not showI keep my pride under the sheetsAnd people love my money they ...
Gudda Gudda - Psychopath Lyrics
Toss your girl and then she come right back just like a yoyo Fucking with me is a no-no, cock the hammer on the 44 Take yo girl and make her suck below the belt, yeah that's a low blow I'm a big dog you a Toto, Shoot you like a photo ... Rookie I'm a grown vet, all red Corvette I got my stripes in the streets like a war vet
Toss your girl and then she come right back just like a yoyo Fucking with me is a no-no, cock the hammer on the 44 Take yo girl and make her suck below the belt, yeah that's a low blow I'm a big dog you a Toto, Shoot you like a photo ... Rookie I'm a grown vet, all red Corvette I got my stripes in the streets like a war vet
Lil Uzi Vert - Futsal Shuffle 2020 Lyrics
I swear they all gonna snitch when my niggas gon' shoot at 'em Niggas, they mad about this Niggas, they mad about that about that but it's only if you let 'em She saved my name in her phone Only thing she saved me under is prolly the "U" letter No, I don't got provolone Only thing in my pocket is prolly ,um, some blue cheddar She tried to leave ...
I swear they all gonna snitch when my niggas gon' shoot at 'em Niggas, they mad about this Niggas, they mad about that about that but it's only if you let 'em She saved my name in her phone Only thing she saved me under is prolly the "U" letter No, I don't got provolone Only thing in my pocket is prolly ,um, some blue cheddar She tried to leave ...
Skippa Da Flippa - Same Bitch Lyrics
Rookie cop I call a bitch nigga six Me and my niggas just tricked off on the same bitch I just juuged two seperate niggas with the same brick And everyday is Christmas like I'm Saint Nick And I'mma stay away from all the lame shit Same nigga, same bitch I just judged off two niggas with the same brick See me I'm talking numbers like the matrix
Rookie cop I call a bitch nigga six Me and my niggas just tricked off on the same bitch I just juuged two seperate niggas with the same brick And everyday is Christmas like I'm Saint Nick And I'mma stay away from all the lame shit Same nigga, same bitch I just judged off two niggas with the same brick See me I'm talking numbers like the matrix
Kanye West - Monster Lyrics
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands [Kanye West:] Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head ...
I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga, I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfuckin' monster I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fuckin' hands [Kanye West:] Uh, the best living or dead hands down, huh Less talk, more head ...
MC Chris - Fett's Vette Lyrics
Your mama is a bitch! I'll see you in the Sarlaac pit. You just flipped my switch, integrity been dissed. You scratchin' on my itch. You know I shoot to get. Got bambinas at cantinas waitin to lick my lusty lips, So I'll let you get back inside you're little space ship, Give you a head start, coz I'm the sporting kind.
Your mama is a bitch! I'll see you in the Sarlaac pit. You just flipped my switch, integrity been dissed. You scratchin' on my itch. You know I shoot to get. Got bambinas at cantinas waitin to lick my lusty lips, So I'll let you get back inside you're little space ship, Give you a head start, coz I'm the sporting kind.
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YCM Houdini - Hypnotize Lyrics
Spend the night Spend the night Spend the night Yeah Baby girl you can catch a ride Or I'll meet you on the other side Cause I'm just tryna Spend the night Spend the night Spend the night Yeah Look down at my phone it's about 8 o'clock I'm thinking fuck it I'm bout to shoot my shot I said aye wassup She said wassup back I said what you doing later I'm tryna see that rack She said nigga what I ...
Spend the night Spend the night Spend the night Yeah Baby girl you can catch a ride Or I'll meet you on the other side Cause I'm just tryna Spend the night Spend the night Spend the night Yeah Look down at my phone it's about 8 o'clock I'm thinking fuck it I'm bout to shoot my shot I said aye wassup She said wassup back I said what you doing later I'm tryna see that rack She said nigga what I ...
JID - D/vision Lyrics
Better get back, better get you a jetpack, they shoot where the ref at They shoot at your jefe, they leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew They just put a hole in his Pepe, I go where the check at, Margiella Gorilla They kill a nigga for a thrill, they feel it now, cool, keep it movin' I won't be the nigga they taking out, breaking down, face down
Better get back, better get you a jetpack, they shoot where the ref at They shoot at your jefe, they leavin' 'em stank like Pepé Le Pew They just put a hole in his Pepe, I go where the check at, Margiella Gorilla They kill a nigga for a thrill, they feel it now, cool, keep it movin' I won't be the nigga they taking out, breaking down, face down
Kanye West - Monster Lyrics
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fucking hands. Pull up in the monster automobile, gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Profit, profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert I'ma need to see your fucking hands. Pull up in the monster automobile, gangsta With a bad bitch that came from Sri Lanka
PANTERA LYRICS - "Far Beyond Driven" (1994) album
And under your name on your grave, is salvation. A big fucking joke. Slaughter the pig, the self righteous king for your own restoration. God is in your chest and faith kills what is precious, for death is unanswered. Slaughtered. Do sin [x4] 8. 25 Years I vent my frustration at you old man, after years your ears will hear. You screamed you tried,
And under your name on your grave, is salvation. A big fucking joke. Slaughter the pig, the self righteous king for your own restoration. God is in your chest and faith kills what is precious, for death is unanswered. Slaughtered. Do sin [x4] 8. 25 Years I vent my frustration at you old man, after years your ears will hear. You screamed you tried,
WC - That's What I'm Talking About Lyrics
Now let me see your fingers in the sky And if you like money, keep them up high Stand up put your hands up, show me what you all about Real shit nigga - Yeah, that's what I'm talking about [Verse 1: W.C.] Getting it in out of the concrete boots In a Coupé a hundred ten, blowing like a flute Fresh off of lockdown, straight out the chute
Now let me see your fingers in the sky And if you like money, keep them up high Stand up put your hands up, show me what you all about Real shit nigga - Yeah, that's what I'm talking about [Verse 1: W.C.] Getting it in out of the concrete boots In a Coupé a hundred ten, blowing like a flute Fresh off of lockdown, straight out the chute
Shemygo - Mac Dre feat. J-Diggs, Reek Daddy & Mr. Skrill
Under purest pimpin Its all the way real Benz all the way white like Skrillz Millionaire never had a deal Put a wig on a pig Heels on a eel Maxi Pads, Gucci Purses Keep me laced up Come to my place, surf the net For the Dirty Green Dollar that you give up Naked ... Wipe me off Im dripping heavy ...
Under purest pimpin Its all the way real Benz all the way white like Skrillz Millionaire never had a deal Put a wig on a pig Heels on a eel Maxi Pads, Gucci Purses Keep me laced up Come to my place, surf the net For the Dirty Green Dollar that you give up Naked ... Wipe me off Im dripping heavy ...
THE GAME - 240 BARS (SPIDER JOKE) LYRICS
Heard you and your uncle Yayo Got ran the fuck outta san diego I'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow Leave a whole in your chest.. the size of a bagel We can do it when you say so Wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples Open your chest, show the world what you made of My dick hard i can't wait till the day come
Heard you and your uncle Yayo Got ran the fuck outta san diego I'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow Leave a whole in your chest.. the size of a bagel We can do it when you say so Wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples Open your chest, show the world what you made of My dick hard i can't wait till the day come
COUNTRY MUSIC LYRICS
God, Your Mama, And Me Florida Georgia Line: 8: Blue Ain't Your Color Keith Urban: 9: My Old Man Zac Brown Band: 10: You Look Good Lady Antebellum: 11: Hometown Girl Josh Turner: 12: Small Town Boy Dustin Lynch: 13: Black Dierks Bentley: 14: Any Ol' Barstool Jason Aldean: 15: If I Told You Darius Rucker: 16: My Girl Dylan Scott: 17: Road Less ...
God, Your Mama, And Me Florida Georgia Line: 8: Blue Ain't Your Color Keith Urban: 9: My Old Man Zac Brown Band: 10: You Look Good Lady Antebellum: 11: Hometown Girl Josh Turner: 12: Small Town Boy Dustin Lynch: 13: Black Dierks Bentley: 14: Any Ol' Barstool Jason Aldean: 15: If I Told You Darius Rucker: 16: My Girl Dylan Scott: 17: Road Less ...
Foxy Brown - 4-5-6 Lyrics
I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to shoot games (yeah) With them bullshit buggy-eyed kits and CDs [Memphis Bleek] Check it out, yo, yo Well, I'm a lil' nigga don't speak, I tote heat Here to shut down your whole operation on the street Bleek, you know niggas just had to recruit this My flow drool out like a old nigga toothless
I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to shoot games (yeah) With them bullshit buggy-eyed kits and CDs [Memphis Bleek] Check it out, yo, yo Well, I'm a lil' nigga don't speak, I tote heat Here to shut down your whole operation on the street Bleek, you know niggas just had to recruit this My flow drool out like a old nigga toothless
Young Nudy - Shootin Star Lyrics
East Atlanta vet, everybody, they salute me now (They salute me now) Pussy niggas scared to try and shoot me now (Yeah) Diamonds 'round my neck bling bling Too much money, cash, ho I'm havin' this shit, you're not havin' this shit No way, you ain't havin' no cash, bro (Damn) Got 30 thousand in G-Star jeans And I got that .40 on me (.40)
East Atlanta vet, everybody, they salute me now (They salute me now) Pussy niggas scared to try and shoot me now (Yeah) Diamonds 'round my neck bling bling Too much money, cash, ho I'm havin' this shit, you're not havin' this shit No way, you ain't havin' no cash, bro (Damn) Got 30 thousand in G-Star jeans And I got that .40 on me (.40)
CHRIS WEBBY - BEST IN THE BURBS LYRICS
Insert below the lower back tat, damn I'm why your girlfriend lacks pants, huh Steady, work her out like its fat camp Uh, yo, somebody grab a trash can Shit, at least somewhere to ash man I gotta dutch lit, rappin' with soul Leave you with a fat lip like you're packin' some skoal Cause I do it for the Franklins
Insert below the lower back tat, damn I'm why your girlfriend lacks pants, huh Steady, work her out like its fat camp Uh, yo, somebody grab a trash can Shit, at least somewhere to ash man I gotta dutch lit, rappin' with soul Leave you with a fat lip like you're packin' some skoal Cause I do it for the Franklins
The Game - 240 Bars Lyrics
heard you and your uncle Yayo got ran the fuck outta san diego i'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow leave a whole in your chest. the size of a bagel we can do it when you say so wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples open your chest, show the world what you made of my dick hard i cant wait till the day come
heard you and your uncle Yayo got ran the fuck outta san diego i'll give you 5 shots when the 38 blow leave a whole in your chest. the size of a bagel we can do it when you say so wait till the lakers on the road, shoot it out at the staples open your chest, show the world what you made of my dick hard i cant wait till the day come
Lil Durk - Lil Niggaz Lyrics
40 rookie shooters gave all that I had for a nigga Where you from, what's your past, lil nigga? And you broke and you mad, lil nigga? Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga
40 rookie shooters gave all that I had for a nigga Where you from, what's your past, lil nigga? And you broke and you mad, lil nigga? Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga
Yung Chris - Racks (Remix) Lyrics
The sky is your limit mayne, and mine somewhere 'bout Mars I ride with them boys in the middle of the map St. Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, Nap Down to the Dirty, back up through the trap But the money don't stack man, money overlap Yeah, y'all better watch it mayne, right here we lock and load Two things is for certain mayne, and one thing is fa sure
The sky is your limit mayne, and mine somewhere 'bout Mars I ride with them boys in the middle of the map St. Louis, Detroit, Chi-Town, Nap Down to the Dirty, back up through the trap But the money don't stack man, money overlap Yeah, y'all better watch it mayne, right here we lock and load Two things is for certain mayne, and one thing is fa sure
Day 26 - Got Me Going Lyrics
Lyrics to 'Got Me Going' by Day 26. (Verse 1: Brian) There's no other love There's nobody else I'm thinking of Only you baby you're special How could I ever forget you
Lyrics to 'Got Me Going' by Day 26. (Verse 1: Brian) There's no other love There's nobody else I'm thinking of Only you baby you're special How could I ever forget you
DON TRIP - CREAM OF THE CROP LYRICS
(Verse)Fuck was I thinkin?Shit, I shoulda known bout itI shoulda trusted my gut, maybe this shit woulda gone betterTime to fire lawyer, he’s not looking out for meObviously I’m trapped in a whole nother trap, the ironySo fuck this shit, I’mma do me niggaSo what ...
(Verse)Fuck was I thinkin?Shit, I shoulda known bout itI shoulda trusted my gut, maybe this shit woulda gone betterTime to fire lawyer, he’s not looking out for meObviously I’m trapped in a whole nother trap, the ironySo fuck this shit, I’mma do me niggaSo what ...
DRAKE - 0 TO 100 / THE CATCH UP LYRICS
Oh Lord, know yourself, know your worth nigga My actions been louder than my words nigga How you so high but still so down to Earth, nigga If niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf nigga Oh Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet Shoutout to the bitches out here holdin' down the set All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night
Oh Lord, know yourself, know your worth nigga My actions been louder than my words nigga How you so high but still so down to Earth, nigga If niggas wanna do it, we can do it on they turf nigga Oh Lord, I'm the rookie and the vet Shoutout to the bitches out here holdin' down the set All up in my phone, lookin' at pictures from the other night
LIL DURK - LIL NIGGAZ LYRICS
40 rookie shooters gave all that I had for a nigga Where you from, what's your past, lil nigga? And you broke and you mad, lil nigga? Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga
40 rookie shooters gave all that I had for a nigga Where you from, what's your past, lil nigga? And you broke and you mad, lil nigga? Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga
B.G. - Fuck These Hoez Lyrics
All these rookies can't take it Y'all outdated, cmb can't be faded Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel Hardest hot comin, ho I represent the real Bat a bitch up, smack a bitch up Get buck, try to rush me, I'll back a bitch up Serve coke by the pound, b.g. get down V.l. locked up, he'll touch down My motherfuckin round
All these rookies can't take it Y'all outdated, cmb can't be faded Take it how ya wanna, bring it how ya feel Hardest hot comin, ho I represent the real Bat a bitch up, smack a bitch up Get buck, try to rush me, I'll back a bitch up Serve coke by the pound, b.g. get down V.l. locked up, he'll touch down My motherfuckin round
KEVIN GATES - THE LAW LYRICS
Earn Your Keep (Feat. Loaded Lux & Fat Trel) 6: Flicka Da Wrist: 7: Her (Feat. OG Bobbie Black) 8: I Know It (Feat. FDA Music) 9: In Your Dreams (Feat. Yung Mazi) 10: Ion Feel Em (Feat. Yo Gotti) 11: Let Me Find Out 12: Paper Steak & Shrimp Freestyle 13: Payback (Feat. Juicy J, Future & Sage The Gemini) 14: Profit (Feat. Menace & OG Bobbie ...
Earn Your Keep (Feat. Loaded Lux & Fat Trel) 6: Flicka Da Wrist: 7: Her (Feat. OG Bobbie Black) 8: I Know It (Feat. FDA Music) 9: In Your Dreams (Feat. Yung Mazi) 10: Ion Feel Em (Feat. Yo Gotti) 11: Let Me Find Out 12: Paper Steak & Shrimp Freestyle 13: Payback (Feat. Juicy J, Future & Sage The Gemini) 14: Profit (Feat. Menace & OG Bobbie ...
Lil Durk - Lil Niggaz Lyrics
Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga!
Fuck a price what the tag, lil nigga? My shooters on deck playing tag, lil nigga You can't get a pass, lil nigga, You ain't call, get your ass, lil nigga You moving fast, old nigga You tweak with the squad, that's your ass, lil nigga Lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga, lil nigga Tweak with my squad and that's your, ass lil nigga!
Wilco - Hotel Arizona Lyrics
23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head NEW SONG: AC/DC - "Shot In The Dark" - LYRICS HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawg " - LYRICS
23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head NEW SONG: AC/DC - "Shot In The Dark" - LYRICS HOT SONG: 21 Savage x Metro Boomin - "My Dawg " - LYRICS
FALL OUT BOY LYRICS
Fall Out Boy is an American pop punk band from Wilmette, Illinois (a suburb of Chicago), that formed in 2001. The band consists of Patrick Stump (lead vocals, rhythm guitar, primary composer), Pete Wentz (bass guitar, backing vocals, primary lyricist), Joe Trohman (lead guitar), and Andy Hurley (drums, percussion).
Fall Out Boy is an American pop punk band from Wilmette, Illinois (a suburb of Chicago), that formed in 2001. The band consists of Patrick Stump (lead vocals, rhythm guitar, primary composer), Pete Wentz (bass guitar, backing vocals, primary lyricist), Joe Trohman (lead guitar), and Andy Hurley (drums, percussion).
The Starting Line - Bedroom Talk Lyrics
Im getting older and older all of the time Let's go one more time I'm gonna tear your ass up like we just got married And you're all mine now I'm getting older and older all of the time Or maybe it's just mine Over tonight Yeah yeah yeah Submit Corrections. Thanks to irishcutie0076 for correcting these lyrics.
Im getting older and older all of the time Let's go one more time I'm gonna tear your ass up like we just got married And you're all mine now I'm getting older and older all of the time Or maybe it's just mine Over tonight Yeah yeah yeah Submit Corrections. Thanks to irishcutie0076 for correcting these lyrics.
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