Give me a dance
Walk around with all my hundred bands (yeah)
I got all types of girls
Just know I’m always with something tan
Diamonds so clear, that’s spick and span
These niggas hatin’, treat ’em like spam (yeah)
I’ma stay real as I can (pull up)
In a Range, it’s not a Lamb’ (yeah)

[Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
That’s your bitch or not? (What?)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
I don’t miss a lot
[Verse 2]
Damn, 200 bands (what?)
Look at you, gonna go shop again
They gettin’ money, no stoppin’ them (what?)
Fuck what they say when we flockin’ in
My whip, she hoppin’ in (skrrt)
Helicopter that I chopper in (ayy)
This girl on my side so bad (yeah)
But too bad the scale only stop at 10
So that’s why you’re always mad (yeah)
‘Cause I’m always poppin’ tags (woah)
And I always come in first
And you always gotta settle for less
Got the Lambo, I ain’t want a Jag
Hit the pedal and settle the gas (yeah)
Dolce Gabbana my bag (yeah)
Nike that Air when I smash (what?)
Drive my car like NAS (yeah)
I get fly like NAS (yeah)
Had her in my path
She tried to wave and I drove right past (skrrt)
Yeah you know it’s digital
I don’t know my dash (yeah)
Get high off that hash (ayy)
Eyes red like a rash (damn)
Grab it from the back, yeah
Grab her waist real tight
When I’m in, it make her bite me back
All different girls, like where your type be at? Yeah

[Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop (skrrt)
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson
Diamond fist, a lot (damn)
Diamond wrist, a lot (ayy)
Pull up with the drop (yeah)
Givin’ what I got (got)
That’s your bitch or not? If I got locked up would you write me back
Or just chase another bag? [Chorus]
Slide around with the mop (yeah)
All we know is up the opps (yeah)
Ben Baller, cost a lot (yeah)
Lambo your parkin’ lot (yeah, skrrt)
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Shoot at his leg, he hop
Where would the game be? (Yeah)
Gettin’ these girls is what’s happenin’
Used to have Ashley, used to have Keisha
Then I put dick all in Madison (yeah)
My new coupe peel out the Radisson (hey)
Movin’ that work, traffic (ayy)
Move through the dirt, blacky sand (yeah)
Chopper gon’ twerk, Pakistan (ayy)
Nowadays I just be havin’ fans
Go in the club and I’m throwin’ bands
Oh you a stripper? (What?)
I don’t kiss a lot (What?)
I’m gon’ shoot my shot (Yeah)
I don’t miss a lot [Verse 1]
I’m mixin’ them words like a synonym
She tryna swallow like cinnamon (damn)
Rockin’ Vements (uh, yeah)
Rockin’ that shit like its Vetements
Little nigga I got hella bands (ayy)
Stand on my money, I’m 7’10" (damn)
Fuck on your bitch ’cause she heaven sent
Smell on that girl and she heaven scent
Ooh, that booty heaven sent (yeah)
Smokin’ that gas, that’s my medicine (yeah)
Little nigga think he better than (what?)
Lil Uzi really a veteran (ooh)
This still my first not my second win (ayy)
Lil Uzi Vert with that tether skin (yeah)
Gettin’ this money, what’s happenin’?

You will never open up for me
I told her
[Chorus]
If you love me, baby, cut me off
Leave me high and dry
That’s my bridge to cross
If you love me, baby, break me down
Leave me lost and all alone
Until I get found
‘Til I get found

[Post-Chorus]
‘Til I get found
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
‘Til I get found
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
[Verse 2]
You lay your head down across my chest
Look up with innocent eyes and say
"You know you love me the best"
[Pre-Chorus]
And I’ll let go all the roster just to lock you down
But you won’t let go of all them dudes for me
And I got this lock and key but has your heart been found? [Chorus]
If you love me, baby, cut me off
Leave me high and dry
That’s my bridge across
If you love me, baby, break me down
Leave me lost and all alone
Until I get found
[Verse 1]
24 karats of gold
Is how bright you shine
Girl, you’re the fairest
That I’ll ever find
[Pre-Chorus]
And I let go all the roster just to lock it down
But you won’t let go of all them dudes for me
And I got this lock and key but has your heart been found? You will never open up for me
I told her
[Chorus]
If you love me, baby, cut me off
Leave me high and dry
That’s my bridge to cross
If you love me, baby, break me down
Leave me lost and all alone
Until I get found
‘Til I get found

[Post-Chorus]
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
‘Til I get found
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
‘Til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I, ’til I
‘Til I get found
[Chorus]
If you love me, baby, cut me off
Leave me high and dry
That’s my bridge to cross
If you love me, baby, break me down
Leave me lost and all alone
Until I get found
‘Til I get found
[Post-Chorus]
‘Til I get found
‘Til I get found
[Chorus]
If you love me, baby, cut me off
Leave me high and dry
That’s my bridge to cross
If you love me, baby, break me down
Leave me lost and all alone
Until I get found

[Verse 1]
You must think that I’m stupid
You must think that I’m a fool
You must think that I’m new to this
But I have seen this all before
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
[Chorus]
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
[I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)

[Verse 2]
I know you’re thinking I’m heartless
I know you’re thinking I’m cold
I’m just protecting my innocence
I’m just protecting my soul
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m never gonna let you close to me
Even though you mean the most to me
‘Cause every time I open up, it hurts
So I’m never gonna get too close to you
Even when I mean the most to you
In case you go and leave me in the dirt

Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
[Chorus]
I’m way to good at goodbyes
(I’m way to good at goodbyes)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
[I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
[Bridge]
No way that you’ll see me cry
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
I’m way too good at goodbyes
(I’m way to good at goodbyes)
No
No, no, no, no, no
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
No, no, no, no
No, no, no
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
(No way that you’ll see me cry)
(I’m way too good at goodbyes)
[Chorus]
‘Cause overtime you hurt me, the less that I cry
And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry
And every time you walk out, the less I love you
Baby, we don’t stand a chance, it’s sad but it’s true
I’m way too good at goodbyes
Y
Y
N
I

Can we have a one-on-one, please? Let’s talk about freedom
Everyone prays in the end
Everyone prays in the end
Ohh, won’t you call me? Can we have a one-on-one, please? Let’s talk about freedom
Everyone prays in the end
Everyone prays in the end
[Outro: Chorus]
Oh, I’m gonna pray, I’m gonna pray, I’m gonna pray
Pray for a glimmer of hope
Maybe I’ll pray, pray, maybe I’ll pray
I’ve never believed in you, no, but I’m gonna pray [Intro]
Mhm
[Verse 1]
I’m young and I’m foolish, I’ve made bad decisions
I block out the news, turn my back on religion
Don’t have no degree, I’m somewhat naive
I’ve made it this far on my own
But lately, that shit ain’t been gettin’ me higher
I lift up my head and the world is on fire
There’s dread in my heart and fear in my bones
And I just don’t know what to say
[Chorus]
Maybe I’ll pray, pray
Maybe I’ll pray
I have never believed in you, no
But I’m gonna pray
[Verse 2]
You won’t find me in church (no) reading the Bible (no)
I am still here and I’m still your disciple
I’m down on my knees, I’m beggin’ you, please
I’m broken, alone, and afraid
I’m not a saint, I’m more of a sinner
I don’t wanna lose, but I fear for the winners
When I tried to explain, the words ran away
That’s why I am stood here today

[Chorus]
And I’m gonna pray, pray, maybe I’ll pray
Pray for a glimmer of hope
Maybe I’ll pray, pray, maybe I’ll pray
I’ve never believed in you, no, but I’m gonna…
[Bridge]
Won’t you call me?

[Verse 2]
For the first time in my life
Tried to do somethin’ that’s right
I tried to stop fightin’ and be a wife
But I paid the ultimate price! I’mma make the song cry! You know who I am, don’t you forget
What I did for you! I’mma make this song cry
Never let a nigga see me cry
I’mma make this song cry
‘Fore I ever let ’em fuck up my eyes! Now you so ungrateful
Do you know how hard it was to be faithful? [Bridge]
It’s been said, yeah, some hoes you can find that perfect one
And they should be the only one you wanna see
But that just ain’t never been me
I can’t believe the things I don’t see
I’m feelin’ out of control
I just miss my hoes! [Chorus]
So I told all my hoes
I told ’em not to call and text me no more, yeah! Bae. You know who I am, don’t you forget
What I did for you! Whoooa yeah
Whoooa yeah, yeah, yeah! [Verse 1]
Quit playin’ games, boy
How soon did we forget? Guess karma caught up with me (Guess it did)
‘Cause I done hurt so-o many! [Bridge]
‘Cause I tried so hard to just keep it goin’
Not cheat on you! [Chorus]
Left all my hoes
Told ’em not to call or text me no more! Now you so ungrateful
Do you know how hard it was for me to stay faithful? Gotta make the song cry! [Chorus]
I left all my hoes
Told ’em not to call and text me no more! Sing it! I’ll be in some other bed
So don’t you fuck with me like that! I’mma make this song cry
Never let a nigga see me cry, no! Got me confused, boy
Like I won’t put your ass in check
I tried [?]
[Bridge]
‘Cause I tried so hard to just keep it goin’
Not cheat on you! Now you so ungrateful
Do you know how hard it was for me to stay faithful?

I’m YSL, I’m filthy rich and so are you
I’ll never cross my guys, no no
I’ll never cross my guys, ayy (never, never, yeah)
I’m tellin’ the truth, ain’t nothin’ disguised
Five thousand dollars, I’ma go’n Xzibit my ride, ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Mauri gator got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, "Free Meech"
Show me how to treat this cougar
[Verse 3: Trae tha Truth]
I ball out the gym, ain’t no doubt I’ma flex
What’s on my neck cost a hell of a check
Diamonds like water, shit guess I was wet
Blow through this money, no worries, I’m set
No point in United, I just bought the jet
Still keep a tool on me, guess I’m a threat
Bitch ain’t ’bout money, she sit like a pit
Nothin’ personal, I’m just out here to finesse

[Verse 4: Skippa Da Flippa]
I used to jugg in the trap
Too many sacks, you think I’m Warren Sapp
I used to hit licks and bust down the cap
Now I get backends all over the map
I beg your pardon, no I’m not sorry
Twin turbo Flippa just copped a ‘Rari
I charge a ten to see me party
My white boys on Harleys and they go gnarly
Ice ice ice baby
Ice ice for my lady
Nothin’ but blue hundreds lately
He said he havin’, I told him to save it
Bricks in the basement, just bought a Mercedes
VS stones, no inside
In the lab like I’m Bill Nye
New Bentley with the frog eyes
I been chasin’ after dead guys
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Mauri gator got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soowoo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, "Free Meech"
Show me how to treat this cougar [Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah
I got twenty thousand diamonds on, know what I’m sayin’
I’ma head trade these, know what I’m sayin’
Uh, huh, huh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Mauri gator got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, "Free Meech"
Show me how to treat this cougar
[Verse 1: Trae tha Truth]
Kilo my tailor, I’m lookin’ like a trap
I get this money, run it like a lap
Blow through one-fifty, that’s without the cap
And broke my attention, that’ll get you slapped
Everything go so guess I’m tryna surf
Got your bitch watchin’, guessin’ what I’m worth
Know if she hop in here she getting work
I tell her go’n and take it like a perc
Asshole, I don’t go
Dip my chain in this snow
Bet my name you don’t know
Aim and shoot ’til I score
Have the whole hood on go
Everything Big like Mo
H-Town, everything slow
I don’t make shit I can’t blow
Somethin’ exotic I got from Dubai
Whip Panameric to vision the sky
They say I’m not ’bout it, I tell ’em to try
But tha Truth get it poppin’ like fourth of July
Fuck is you watchin’, I’m fire like flames
Can’t picture me, bitch I’m out of your frame
King of the streets, you can’t quiet the name
Nigga pull up on me, I hop out, let it rain

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Get my jewels up
Live like Jesus
Ice on me like
I got a fever
We trained to take from ’em
‘Cause they wouldn’t feed us
Now I got M&M’s
‘Round my visa
Feed the bitch pizza
Mauri gator got measles
Ready like werewolf
I can be a soo woo creature
I don’t do phones, got beepers
I don’t ride in cars, can’t bleep us
New tattoo say, "Free Meech"
Show me how to treat this cougar
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Balmain, Jimmy Choo shoes
Come here and pay my dues
Never send the bitch no nudes
Shawty wanna fuck my dude (Can’t fuck my dude)
I went broke, can’t lose
I pay the Jag, no news
Paid a couple bands for her boobs
Five thousand chains for the crew
I’m out the coupe
I’m ’bout to shoot
Wanna see a rich nigga from the gutter
I’m the proof (I am facts)
I cut my bread up with no butter, who are you?

“As you can see from the year start he has been doing a lot of international collabs so obviously a international him thing deh,” Lee Milla said. Anthony Miller then suggested that Alkaline is not doing it internationally on the same level as Popcaan while saying that Popcaan has the edge. Both artists are arguably among the top five deejays in dancehall currently, so the argument is who is bigger internationally. This debate is going on right now and while fans of both sides think that their artist has the edges. Dancehall producer Lee Milla thinks so. “I wouldn’t say that,” Lee Milla responded. Lee Milla, who has produced songs for Vybz Kartel, is now producing songs for Alkaline, Mavado and Jahmiel. Since breaking onto the scene, Alkaline has had a big rivalry with former Gaza prefect Popcaan, and this year that beef reached an all-time high with diss tracks coming from both sides. TweetShare
Is Alkaline as big as Popcaan on the international scene? Poppy has been linked with Drake and has collaborated with international acts like Young Thug and UK rapper Giggs. Alkaline recently collaborated with French Montana on his new album “Jungle Rules.” The beat maker thinks that the Vendetta boss is definitely as big as Popcaan globally. Speaking with Anthony Miller on ER last week, Milla was asked what direction is the artist currently taking his career.

We’re told that she didn’t visit him at his last family fun day in prison and she didn’t visit him at the hospital because he didn’t allow the visit. “Gyal pack up har things, f*ck you / Talk bout me a stale news (ouuu) / Gwan then but don’t come back when you hear Worlboss got juice (ouuu) / Ungrateful b*tch tododooo (ouuu) / Adianna and Mommy me choose (ouuu),” Kartel deejay. Earlier this year, Kartel preview a new single titled “I’m So Sorry” in dedication to Shorty where he praises her for sticking by him during his murder trial and subsequent prison sentence. “Me stop tell girls bout faithful / ‘Cause they will do what they want / But since we broke up I’m so strong / (I got 99 problems but a b*tch ain’t one!),” Kartel deejay. Now he is singing a different tune and dropping hints that the two have broken up. The single was produced by Vybz Kartel Muzik and features the deejay taking shots at his baby mama while hinting that she cheated on him. Kartel even posted a photo of himself and his daughter on his Instagram account. TweetShare
Vybz Kartel viciously rips his baby mama Tanesha “Shorty” Johnson on his new single “Don’t Come Back.”
The incarcerated deejay released the song last week and it’s already one of the top trending singles in dancehall. In one line, Vybz Kartel sings “Adianna and Mommy me choose.” Adianna is the name of Vybz Kartel daughter and she was there with his mom at his last family visit in August. “He has to give the okay each time someone wants to visit him in prison and for some reason, he never gave the ok for Shorty to visit him,” sources revealed. Our ever so reliable sources inside the Gaza confirmed with Dancehall HipHop that there is a rift going on between Vybz Kartel and Shorty. Listen to the full song “Don’t Come Back” below.

The restaurant has been accused of racial discrimination on social media and a lot of the local celebrities have backed up the claims made by other patrons. T.I. #ShutItDown #HoustonsWeHaveAProblem #BoycottHoustons #USorELSE
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#BoycottHoustons #HoustonsWeHaveAProblem #ShutItDown #USorELSE
A post shared by TIP (@troubleman31) on Oct 7, 2017 at 1:20pm PDT Tomorrow we get answers. Our City!”
In 2015, a local Atlanta attorney sued Houston’s Restaurant for racial discrimination. “Ok so I’ve heard 4 different stories from 4 different sources about discrimination against US at 2 separate Houstons Steakhouse locations in my city. wrote. posted a screenshot of that news where he added in the caption, “This is nothing new. The group had plaque cards that reads no to racism and yelled “Whose City! Just wanna show support to all the people who've ever felt profiled or discriminated against at this establishment. #ShutItDown #HoustonsWeHaveAProblem #BoycottHoustons #USorELSE.”
This is nothing new. You may not care for US personally… BUT U WILL RESPECT THE POWER OF OUR DOLLAR!!!! You may not care for US personally… BUT U WILL RESPECT THE POWER OF OUR DOLLAR!!!! #HoustonsWeHaveAProblem,” T.I. WE WILL NOT accept this in our city. TIP took to his Instagram page yesterday to let his fans know that he will be taking action against the famous food joint. The Southern rap legend lead a protest against the famous Houston’s Restaurant in Atlanta over their alleged discriminatory practices against African Americans. The Hustle Gang rapper made good on his promised so he along with his wife Tiny and a group of individuals converged in front of the Houston’s Restaurant location on Lenox Road. to lend his voice for a cause and this time he himself was impacted. TweetShare
You can always count on T.I. Just wanna show support to all the people who’ve ever felt profiled or discriminated against at this establishment. WE WILL NOT accept this in our city.