You loved Mozart and you’d speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar. You’re breaking my heart. Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you. [Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You’re always crazy like that. You’re always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care. You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You’re always crazy like that. And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you. You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather. You’re always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee. You’d teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must’ve gone off track with you
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I’ve mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself. [Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and…
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.

Whenever I’m weary
From the battles that rage in my head
You make sense of madness
When my sanity hangs by a thread
I lose my way but still you seem to understand
Now and forever, I will be your man
Sometimes I just hold you
Too caught up in me to see
I’m holding a fortune
That heaven has given to me
I’ll try to show you each and every way I can
Now and forever, I will be your man
Now I can rest my worries and always be sure
That I won’t be alone anymore
If I’d only known you were there all the time
All this time
Until the day the ocean doesn’t touch the sand
Now and forever, I will be your man
Now and forever, I will be your man

Shake it my way, oh shake your bon-bon,
shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. In the Sahara sun I wanna be the one that’s gonna come and take you,
make you shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. I feel a mad connection with your body. I wanna be your lover, your only latin lover. [CHORUS:]
Hola Amiga, hola Amiga. Don’t say no, no. Don’t say no, no. Shake it my way, oh shake your bon-bon,
shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. We’ll go around the world in a day. We’ll go around the world in a day. Shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. Don’t say no, no. We’ll go around the world in a day. Up in the Himalayas, c’mon I wanna lay ya. Shake it my way, oh shake your bon-bon,
shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. Don’t say no, no. I see your silhouette. [CHORUS:]
Hola Amiga, hola Amiga. I wanna know your story. You’re my temple of desire. You’re my temple of desire. We’ll go around the world in a day. Are you my Juliet? I’m a desperado underneath your window. Shake it my way, oh shake your bon-bon,
shake your bon-bon, shake your bon-bon. You’re a Mata Hari.

Baby, you would take away everything, I need you with me
Baby, don’t you know that you’re everything good in my life? How do I, how do I, oh, how do I live? Please, tell me, baby
How do I go on if you ever leave? How do I get through one night without you? How do I live without you, baby? How do I ever, ever survive? How do I, how do I, oh, how do I live? Without you there’d be no sun in my sky
There would be no love in my life
There’d be no world left for me
And I, baby, I don’t know what I would do
I’d be lost if I lost you, if you ever leave
Baby, you would take away everything real in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you? Oh, I, I need you in my arms, need you to hold
You’re my world, my heart, my soul and if you ever leave
Baby you would take away everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you? I want to know
How do I breathe without you if you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive? And tell me now
How do I live without you? How do I, how do I, oh, how do I live? If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be? I want to know
How do I breathe without you if you ever go? How do I ever, ever survive? How do I live without you? I want to know
How do I breathe without you if you ever go? How do I live?

I can’t help about the shape I’m in
I can’t sing, I ain’t pretty and my legs are thin
But don’t ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to
Oh well
Now, when I talked to God I knew he’d understand
He said, "Stick by my side and I’ll be your guiding hand
But don’t ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"
Oh well

Ne ide mi ništa
u poslednje vrijeme
propao sam druže
zbog te lepe žene
Patio sam i ja
zbog žena i pio
konobaru daj još jednu
živ nam bio
[Refren]
Sve su žene iste prijatelju stari
svaka voli muško srce
kada krvari
Sve su žene iste
i loše i dobre
uzele bi dušu nama
kad bi mogle
Sve su žene iste
i loše i dobre
uzele bi dušu nama
kad bi mogle
Dušu sam joj dao
ona meni suze
sudbine smo iste
ostavljeni druže
Voleo sam i ja
u srcu je krio
konobaru daj nam duplo
živ nam bio
[Refren] x2
Sve su žene iste prijatelju stari
svaka voli muško srce
kada krvari
Sve su žene iste
i loše i dobre
uzele bi dušu nama
kad bi mogle
Sve su žene iste
i loše i dobre
uzele bi dušu nama
kad bi mogle

Vece je tiho, ceka te postavljen sto
staro vino, uvek si volio to
a tebe nema da vidim osmeh tvoj
lagano pada sva moja nada
ti vise nisi moj
[Ref.]
Casom mi tugom nalijte
duso mi bolom opijte
od ove noci nek znaju svi
da nema nema vise ljubavi
Ponoc je stigla nisi jos dosao ti
ja sam jos budna drugi su zaspali svi
a tebe nema na prozor otvoren stoj
i vidi zvezda pade iz gnjezda
ti vise nisi moj
[Ref.]
Casom mi tugom nalijte
duso mi bolom opijte
od ove noci nek znaju svi
da nema nema vise ljubavi
Budi se jutro al mi ne dolazi san
tebe jos nema novi je stigao dan
ja sam jos sama dok jutro donosi sjaj
a srce cuti kao da sluti
mozda je dosao kraj
[Ref.]
Casom mi tugom nalijte
duso mi bolom opijte
od ove noci nek znaju svi
da nema nema vise ljubavi

Su novio la cela
También le pelea
Ella esta confusa
Pero es que…
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo,
oh ohh… Dice que su novio la puede descubrir
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo…
oh ohh…
Dice que su novio la puede descubrir
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Hey Dice que tiene novio, pero me sigue hablando (Aja)
Le ofrezco un trago, y me sigue hablando
Le ofrezco marihuana, y se me queda mirando (Que paso)
Se ríe, y me sigue contando
Que quiere mucho a su novio, y a mí que
Prendí el phillie y el tema se lo cambie
Y le pregunte (Oye)
De que perfume era ese
Y le pregunte
Que cual cirujano era ese
Me dijo (What)
Que se operó en RD (Okay)
Me dijo Que siempre quiso ser doble D
Y que el culo no se lo ha hecho
Que es natural
Yo le dije no te lo hagas baby se ve brutal
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo,
oh ohh…
Dice que su novio la puede descubrir
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo… oh ohh…
(Oye)
Dice que su novio la puede descubrir (Aja)
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Trato de besarla, pero no se deja (Hey)
Me dice que no, pero no se aleja
Me dice que tal vez, que si soltera fuera
La cosa totalmente diferente fuera (Woo)
Otro trago, y más coqueteo
Se acomoda el brasier, y se arregla el pelo
(Wow)
Y vuelve a mencionar a su novio (No)
No lo conozco y ya le estoy cogiendo odio (Oye)
Yo sé que ella quiere pero no se atreve
Tiene miedo que su novio se entere
Tranquila mai el no se va enterar
Si después que te lo meta, yo no te vuelvo hablar
Su novio la cela
También le pelea
Ella esta confusa
Pero es que…
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo, oh ohh…
Dice que su novio la puede descubrir
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Ella me dijo
Que no puede tener na’ conmigo… oh ohh…
Dice que su novio la puede descubrir
Porque ella no sabe mentir
Ey yo
Luigi 21 Plus
El Bokisucio
Jaja…
Los inmortales mami
Luigi 21 Plus
Yeah
J Alvarez El Dueño Del Sistema
Fran Fusion
Ey Montana The Producer baby
On Top Of The World
El del lo nuevo del mundo baby
Aja Ey Aja
La Fama Que Camina
Tu sabe’
Let’s go

[Intro]
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Ah, ahhh, ah
Lil Boat
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Verse 1]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest
Like skrrt in a drop top (skrrt)
Damn, baby girl look so fine in that crop top (fine)
Why my name always in your mouth just like Pop Rocks? (yeah)
I don’t understand (no)
Take a pint on the jet, yeah that’s contraband (oh)
Diamonds keep me cooler than a ceilin’ fan (oh)
All this drink gon’ turn a nigga to the Michelin Man (no)
I gotta slow down, yeah
Fuck that shit, I’m pourin’ up now (yeah)
And my new choppa hold a hundred rounds (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
I’m so happy, I can’t remember the last time I had to fake a smile, yeah
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Verse 2]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (yeah)
I got 2, 3 cell phones (yeah), ring, ring
Pick it up, "Who is it?" It’s your main ho (brrt)
Your main ho, my gang ho
The same ho, she switched clothes
‘Cause I fucked her in a Range Rove (fuck, fuck)
Fired up (ooh), lay it up (ooh)
I can’t do (no), I can’t choose (no)
I’m gettin’ money, I’m gettin’ all the blues (yeah)
Lil Boat
Said I’m back and I’m better (yeah)
Know I look good ’cause my bitch pussy wetter (yeah)
Treat the stock of my Uzi as light as a feather
And the beam got me shootin’ like Kareem
[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)
[Outro]
From the East to the West (to the West)
All my fans the best (they are), all my bitches the baddest, like (yeah)
From the East (yeah)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (Lil Boat)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest, like…

Broke as a bitch and I need that cheddar
Mozzarella and the provolone et-cetera
I don’t really know which one is better of the three
And I don’t give a fuck just hand it over
I ain’t ever going back to my day job
When I quit, man, I quit for a lifetime
Called my old managers over tell him, "Man I told ya"
I’m worth more than gold and I know that shit
Tryna put me on a payroll, hold my dick
I’m doing what most of the world fears everyday
That’s a Cold Piece of Work, better fix your face when you’re mentioning Jay
[Verse 4: Joey Cool]
If you ain’t ever heard of Coolie, you bout to get the connection
I’m narcotic, pharmaceutical, potent anti-depresent
I alleviate what antidotes heal and aging what’s stressing
I’m like Lucy in the sky with the diamonds my effervescence is infectious
Most definitely, deathly defiant
I’m a motherfucking giant, a tyrant, a modern pirate
I might throw a fucking party next Friday, you’re all invited
Mr. Molly said he might be attending, bitch get excited! [Intro:]
Strange Reign 2017…
[Pre-hook: JL]
They treat my bidness like it’s soda
Or my music like a perc
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work
[Verse 1: JL]
That’s dope nigga what you call a buzz when you caught a bus
I make you feel like you was on all the drugs
All the drugs, drugs, I got all the plugs
A-A-All this was to satisfy the customers
It’ll hit you different depending on what we pay you
Pop it then the check the purity side effects of it fatal
Now you know that when you blow niggas wanna know what they pay you
(Fo sho’) N-N-Noses in my bidness like a yayo! [Bridge: Tech N9ne]
I’ma let two of my young gunners work this motherfucker
Jay Trilogy and Joey Cool
Go! Flippin’ like it’s crack and can’t relax it’s like we drug dealers
Or sit in [?], I’m servin’ sinking this and sink with nerves
Cook ’em like it’s smack is what they slappin’ when they get the urge
Keep ’em coming back we push these packages to listeners
Word
[Pre-hook: JL]
They treat my bidness like it’s soda
Or my music like a perc
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work
[Hook: JL]
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
T9X is what they sniffin’ when Tech Nina get to spittin’
My position is give ’em a hell of an addiction
On these scripts and they be itchin’
For the good dope that I be dishin’ out for the listenin’
That’s why I’m constantly cookin’ off in the kitchen
Nigga I’m Mr. Molly, when Nina shit hits her body
It takes her and gets her naughty
Fella mixed it with liquor prolly
She’ll love you and lick your lolly
Taking me is her hobby
She flipping through my discography, nigga
Then she swallow me, nigga
Buss serves on them bitches steady searchin’ for the sickness
If you want it Nina’s on it with the quickness
Shit is real not ficticious all the wishes for the bomb
You can get it from the Don P, I daze you like a whippit
Nigga I’m addictive
[Pre-hook: JL]
They treat my bidness like it’s soda
Or my music like a perc
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work
[Hook: JL]
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope! [Verse 3: Jay Trilogy]
Okay I’ve been taking my time since 8th grade
You niggas been having it easy for the past 6 years
Don’t believe me motherfucker? Wait ’till I release my CD
I’m a Cold Piece of Work
They tryna find a cure for me but I’m pure disease
I’m infecting the industry first, ain’t nobody safe from me
Bitch I’m great
I’m not the plug but I got that work bitch, don’t try to test me
I got verses that could put everybody in a hearse so I feel I deserve it
I’m only 19 but be warned
My flow so dope a motherfucking fiend would avoid
Heard about this shit on the street giving niggas instant OD’s
Oh lord
So you just caught a glimpse and you low-key high as a bitch
Don’t trip, I’ma try to fix this shit
If I go too hard, you might just flip your shit
So take a few deep breaths while I inject infectious rhythm in your system
Have you bouncing through the roof, catch a groove if you with it
Aye
Asking me if I think I’m the goat
Okay I admit it, I see the future and that’s all that is in it
I put in the work, so I know I’ma get it
You digging a ditch for yourself if you step to the kid, give a fuck about wealth
Give a fuck about numbers, a fuck about y’all, I will eat you alive and that’s straight from the heart
And a rock in a hard place, help me get it ever? Lace boots with the rhyme skills
I don’t even need the lights on
So Dope that I’m like pills
Burna cut the fucking mic on
Coolie Baby, I been rocking with the nigga, hella tatted with the ice on
Gold teeth with the gold chains, Own Thang, got the hood, I’m home
Put the swank on a nigga real quick, you are at the bottom of the sea-saw
Bank on a nigga being mine, goin’ back and forth like it’s ping-pong
Stay with me get you realigned, this’ll be divine, it’s a theme song
Godzilla be up on the punishment and I might slap the shit up out of King Kong
See the team strong, I been chopping and talking with Nina, he told me I’m ready
Aim at the target, the scope on the lock on this bitch and I’m holding it steady
Taking precaution, I’m deadly
Bumping that good Everready
Shit is so down, it’s steady
Fuck it, I’m Joey Andretti
[Pre-hook: JL]
They treat my bidness like it’s soda
Or my music like a perc
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work
[Hook: JL]
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope nigga
That’s dope
They know my flow is the yola
That’s a cold piece of work

[Verse 1]
No one wants to stay at home
Nobody wants to be alone
When you come knocking, I’ll be at your door
I don’t ever wanna stop
I’m gonna give it all I’ve got
And when they ask me, “who could ask for more?”
[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down
[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing
[Verse 2]
This is where I wanna be with you
Your arms wrapped around me
And fireworks reflecting in your eyes
This is how I wanna feel
The wild kiss, the music reeling
Getting down, riding all the highs

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down
[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing
[Bridge]
Everybody’s got a story
Let it be your blaze of glory
Burning bright, never fade away
And when the final curtain falls, we could say we did it all
The never ending of a perfect day
[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
(Can’t stand still)
I won’t slow down
(Won’t slow down)

[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)

[Intro: Kevin Gates]
Nigga told me it was cheaper to be myself, ya heard? Then that same nigga told me it wasn’t always cool to be me
What the fuck? Always tellin’ me that I was good for nothin’
I was never good or nothin’
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Grind or die, I’ll put that on the bible
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Prayin’ for protection from the one that’s right onside ya
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Hood niggas (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be’s a ridah
[Verse 1: The Jacka]
90 knocks in and out the spot for cream
90 shots hangin’ off the big machine
See my sister cryin’ they took her love away
All my niggas how we sellin’ drugs for pay
I just [?] they wanna murder me
So I gotta keep a cannon every day
Whole family [?] we gotta find a way
Stomach full of lean because we lost our way
Make a [?] never [?]
[?]
I lose every girl ’cause I sleep with my rifle
Now I tell the world this
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Grind or die, I’ll put that on the bible
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Prayin’ for protection from the one that’s right onside ya
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Hood niggas (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be’s a ridah
[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
Damn, I can’t believe they killed my nigga Jack
Had a dream the other night that I brought my brodie back
We was gettin’ [?], smokin’ out a Back, sippin’ Act
‘Cause that’s how we use to do it, me and J and the Mac
Shit fuck with my mind and realize that he gone
Got me relapsin’ back to back, blowin’ out of the zone
I put that on my soul, never erase your number from my phone
Thug tears for thug angels, callin’ heaven their home
A lot of suckas gettin’ credit, but they fake and they fraudulent
‘Cause they ain’t shit without possessions, puttin’ on shows for their audience
My brotha Jack taught me a lesson, that we don’t care how hard he is
And that them niggas bleed too, regardless of who he thought he is
See, I was raised on the curbside
By pitchin’ flippers, lettin’ birds fly
And whoever kill the Jack, I sear to God I hope that nerd die
See a vision with my third eye, got my mind on murder
Mama didn’t raise a bitch, bein’ a coward was a nada
[Chorus: Kevin Gates]
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Grind or die, I’ll put that on the bible
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Brains on the dashboard, probly no survivors
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Prayin’ for protection from the one that’s right onside ya
All I know how to be’s a ridah
Hood niggas (all I know)
Good pretenders
All I know how to be’s a ridah

Flex! Bow bow
Louney G on the track
You know! [Pre-Chorus]
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know)
[Chorus]
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
[Outro]
Say it twice [?]
I got that Spanish cocaine, call it J. [Pre-Chorus]
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know)
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know)
[Chorus]
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you know
When the junkie hit the rock, glass jaw
Migo called my phone, said I need a fuckin’ mental [?], yeah, yeah
I’ll get a nigga poked up for some honey buns, yeah, yeah
Trap spot got plenty guns
Sold a hundred pounds, that’s a home run
Bust his head for a dirty bird
Charge him 37 for a whole one
Switch his spot, 6 month run
My flag bleedin’ like a nose run
‘Bout to crank up a new trap spot
[?] lil’ rock ’cause that [?]
And if a nigga play with my money
Then my young niggas on his ass, duck huntin’
Bringin’ quarters back like Andrew Luck
Gotta charge extra if we cook it up
Strippin’ bitches countin’ money naked
That Lamb’ truck, bitch, I gotta have it
Flex! [Intro]
Boy Brick Squad
This shit the mob, nigga
Cook! [Pre-Chorus]
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Right next to the money counter
Right next to the police scanner
Paid a nigga just to watch the camera
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bustin’ bags down on the counter
Bust-bustin’ bags down on the counter (you know)
[Chorus]
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
Trap, trap my ass off
[Verse 2]
Say it twice Clayco
I got that Spanish cocaine, call it J. Lo
We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados
We dropped that lean in the Faygo
I’ll put the beam on the k hole
Flockaveli 2 Lo
We flip that work, take a trip to Barbados
We dropped that lean in the Faygo
You got that lean with the karo
Make that ho leave with a bankroll
I’ll put the beam on the k hole
I trap my ass off like Stoney and Hundo
Get off that work like I’m down in Diego
Clayco Clayco, Flocka connected like Lego
Hit up my migo, no Quavo
They send a mill if I say so
Play with the work, gon’ be fatal
Hole in your head like a bagel
Residue all on the table
Tourin’ and trappin’, trappin’ and tourin’
Trap house bring in what you pay for that foreign
Made junkies jump from the free throw like Jordan
Watch what you say ’cause you know they recordin’
These roosters I’m servin’ don’t chirp in the mornin’
Get rid of these babies like we do abortions
I just bought a morgue, I put bricks in the coffin
That’s on my flag, nigga
Flocka!

Let me double it
Lime green ‘rari, two twins, call ’em double mints
If all you pussy niggas my kids are in trouble then
Shut up before I spank you for actin’ up
Now I’m wakin’ up in cabanas ’cause she bad as fuck
And all gorillas don’t want bananas ‘less your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross-criss, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain’t no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chumps, I still get what I want
Don’t wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my dump
I’m takin’ a knee for my side, could give a fuck ’bout they owners
Nigga, look at my eyes, you ’bout to give me my bonus
And every motherfuckin’ record, that’s a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And every motherfuckin’ snitch up in this bitch, they reported (celebrate)
You paid your way for this fade and can’t even afford it
Seventy-five mil’, look at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad bitches can’t keep their feet down (elevate)
You don’t really wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that shit, talkin’ put the seat down
Joyner, I don’t really feel these niggas
Hol’ up, I ain’t gotta pay to kill these niggas
Time is money, need to fuck around and bill these niggas
Vet, so I’m finna good will these niggas (celebrate)
I’ma kill these niggas, I should grill these niggas
Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle Phil these niggas
Oh shit, I’m the shit, you could smell me, nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don’t want no real beef, nigga
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I tear apart some bacon
Hoe, you actin’ like a pig, you fuckin’ filthy, nigga
Now the police tryna lock me in the prison, said I’m guilty
I said da da da da da, come and kill me, nigga
[Verse 4: Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown & Both]
They must have forgot that I’m pyscho (jheeze)
Oh, you want war? Bitch, I’m Irak (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, mind your business
I’m so sick of niggas tellin’ me how I’ve been livin’ my life
Sick of rubbin’ shoulders, now I’m runnin’ over every motherfucker who ain’t wanna get in my ride
I was watchin’, you was shoppin’
Ain’t never had the shit in my side
Now I’m poppin’, I’m poppin’, and your bitch keep hittin’ my line
It’s complicated, fuckin’ up with my main bitch
Givin’ it to the side bitch at the same damn time
Puttin’ my face in it, never wastin’ it
I’ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time
And then I’ma proceed and play with the pussy
You know I don’t keep my cape on a hoodie
But I give a Uzi, it’s a doozie, make a movie if you’re actin’, so (celebrate) Watch you utter, stop stutterin’, what you spend? Say no more
Turn your fuckin’ block into a light show (Joyner)
You better be sure, better be sure
I’m the realest nigga, that I know
And I’m so bored, I might switch cars
Save a lotta money on Geico (jheeze)
And neighbors knockin’ on my door, what the fuck you want? [Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bottles and a bucket full of ice (yeah)
Better make room, vroom hear the Lambo (celebrate)
Bitch better believe that I’ma sniper (yeah)
You know I’m ’bout to take you from your man though (celebrate)
Pop up with the chopper and artificial niggas actin’ like bitches, it done started up a epidemic
It don’t make a difference, nigga, we winnin’, I’m plenty grinnin’
A hundred million platinum, fuck it, you ain’t gotta listen (celebrate)
You better step down to me, feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, talk to the dick honestly
I’m dope, bitch, comin’ like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)
I don’t like when I lose (I don’t), if I don’t buy her them shoes, I don’t like those (regulate)
Do anything that I want to it, think I’m gon’ dance on the moon like Michael (elevate)
[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown]
While I’m drivin’, I’m moonwalking in the sky
With some shooters, we jump inside of the Buick
You duck and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers, acoustic and the guitar
When the music, guess I’m alive and I use it
Get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie but the truth is
I’m fuckin’ tired of these losers
And all my life want the food
When it’s summertime and the juice
But I’d rather die than to lose
It’s a matter of time ‘fore I lose it
And strategize with the movement
Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh
Hoe, you know I’m drippin’ with the sauce, ooh
Pretty with a face full of scars, all they did was build me up
Try to take me apart, they ain’t never wanna (celebrate)
Like you have a label, call the doctor
Heard the chopper make ’em do the macarena
All you niggas sweet as candy
Chocolate chip and I relate to Jolly Ranchers
Stick to bubblegum and watermelon flavored
Get the paper, I’ma (celebrate)
On the corner
Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her maricona
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I’m hotter than a fuckin’ sauna
Yeah, I make you niggas (elevate)
All you new niggas don’t do it for me, look (woah)
Bitch, I’m the professor, you a student to me, woah
Designer shades on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a loser to me
Rappers wanna talk about battle me (Joyner)
You can’t give me neck with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil niggas tried grabbin’ me (grabbin’ me)
Five foot five, boy, you niggas like half of me
You don’t wanna see the other side of me (yeah)
Hard to make ’em happy, all these bitches stay mad at me
I just might take her ’round to Applebee’s (Applebee’s)
Give her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri
[Verse 3: Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas]
Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin’, why you mumblin’?

[Indie rock music]

See her far away, she won’t notice me
She’s not long back here, she’s sipping card with me
When the light shine bright, she’s like the other sea
I see her almond shape when she looks at me
She’s my love, my Eastern love
She’s my love, sweet Gypsy love
She has a thousand names she don’t answer to
If she wants to speak, then she slip to you
And you realize at ;east above her shoe
It keeps her far from harm while she’s journing through
She’s my love, my Eastern love
She’s my love, sweet Gypsy love
When she walks the street, she brings the desert heat
and when she falls asleep, she [??] on silent sheets
And the way she moves is on a different game
I want her next to me, but she’s out of reach
She’s my love, my Eastern love
She’s my love, sweet Gypsy love
[Instrumental break]
She’s my love, my Eastern love
She’s my love, sweet Gypsy love