Aspiring Rapper Spits Bars For NBA YoungBoy’s Mother, Here’s What Happened Next

One aspiring rapper was brave enough to approach NBA YoungBoy’s mom for an auditioned, but it didn’t go quite as planned.

For many persons, making it as a rapper has and continues to be their ultimate dream. While every year there are at least a few new breakouts, making it in the music industry remains one of the most daunting aspirations one can have. Technological advances in areas such as recording equipment and the internet have significantly increased the chances of building a career for would-be rappers. Yet, those advances are still not greater than connecting with someone already in the entertainment circle. As such, budding rappers have found creative ways to try to showcase their talents, which sometimes includes pitching their best rhymes wherever the opportunity arises.

One young rapper happened to have stumbled upon Sherhonda Gaulden, the mother of NBA Youngboy, while she was pumping gas and decided to try his luck.

“Say you look like that lady that be on Instagram,” the rapper said. “You like YoungBoy momma.”

Gaulden, who was also holding a baby in her hand, seemed pretty annoyed with the approach and denounced being on Instagram. The female comedian recently made headlines for some pretty lewd comments about her cat and just how juicy it is.

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The rapper who was videoing the exchange then questions if he’s able to perform and have the video get to her son. Gaulden obliged and gave the rapper the okay to showcase his skills. Sad to say, she didn’t seem too impressed with the performance, especially since the young rapper seems to have forgotten his bars midway his delivery. Gaulden called an end to the mini-audition before promising that her son would definitely see the video.

“Ima send it to him…you went hard, but please don’t do it no more. You did good, and you didn’t mess up. I liked that,” she commented with what could be considered a sarcastic tone and look.

Youngboy’s Never Broke Again label is currently cushioned in the bigger arm of Atlantic Records. Along with Youngboy, the label also boast Georgian rapper Quando Rondo. Youngboy is undoubtedly one of the hottest young rappers in the game, so it’s no surprise that upcoming rappers would do just about anything to get into his circle.

Vybz Kartel Tribute His Father On His Birthday: “Happy Birthday me Don”

Vybz Kartel took time out to tribute his father on his birthday yesterday following a birthday bash.

Incarcerated dancehall deejay Vybz Kartel may not be physically present to share in family celebrations, but he always manages to find a way to make his voice and thoughts heard, usually through his Instagram account. Many fans question from time to time if it is Kartel himself running the account, but nevertheless, they appreciate the connection they are still able to hold with their “Teacha.”

Earlier tonight, photos of his father and other members of his family were posted with the caption, “Happy Birthday me Don. One more Sun Cycle me G. More Blessing More Strength.”

Today the King of the Dancehall’s father celebrated his birthday in fine style. The celebrations featured a blue, white, and gold theme similar to that of the baby shower for Vybz’s grandson, held at what appears to be the same location a few months ago. The elder Mr. Palmer is seen seated in an all-white suit on a white throne chair with blue and gold balloons in the background and two decadent cakes featured on pedestals. One of the cakes was emblazoned in blue with gold studs and featured a huge crown for a topper. The rest of the family members in attendance took part in a lavish dinner, and photos were posted showcasing them at the luxuriously decorated table dining matching the theme. A giant banner read, “Happy Birthday Dad.”

This is not the first time Vybz Kartel has taken to social media to show homage to his father. Last Father’s Day, he also paid tribute to him and shared some never-before-seen photos of the elder Palmer.

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Kartel, who is currently serving life in prison for the murder of Clive “Lizard” Williams, will be eligible for parole after serving 35 years. In April 2020, he filed an appeal, and his parole was reduced to 32 years and 6 months. Although he has been incarcerated since 2011, he has still managed to remain relevant in mainstream media, frequently releasing hit tracks.

Recently it was announced that his sons were being groomed to take over his Portmore Empire music label, Adidjahiem Records. His 16-year-old son Likkle Addi in an interview with OnStage, revealed that when he turns 18, he and his older brother Likkle Vybz will officially take the reins of the music empire.

Many fans took the opportunity to hop into the comment section to wish Mr. Palmer a happy birthday, including popular blogger Akademiks, who wrote, “BOSS. I remember u saying ur Work ethic came from ur Dad! Blessed earth strong 2 him. Gaza 4 Eva.”

Happy Birthday to Mr. Palmer!

Vybz Kartel alsp dropped off a new video “Let Your Body Move.”

Tash Sultana – Coma Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Please don’t follow me down
No, I won’t go
Maybe I should write it in a letter
Maybe I-I-I should write one and let you know

[Chorus]
Then I, I’ve seen this all before, ooh
And I, don’t need this no more, ooh

[Post-Chorus]
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Verse 2]
It was cold and dark in the middle of the night
The only thoughts for you was substance abuse
And my heart told me many things
But my head told me to stay away from you, ooh

[Chorus]
And I, I’ve seen this all before, woo
And I, don’t need this no more, no

[Post-Chorus]
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Instrumental Outro]

Tash Sultana – Maybe You’ve Changed Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Nobody needs to hold a candle to my flame
It’s already burned out some time ago
Nobody needs to come around into my place
‘Cause I don’t feel like answering the door
Do my eyes deceive me?
Do my ears misjudge what is really real?
Try to piece together how I feel lately
‘Cause I feel like I’m going crazy
But it ain’t me

[Chorus]
Maybe there’s a changed me, might even rearrange me
And maybe therе’s a changed me beyond rеpair
And maybe there’s a changed me, might even rearrange me
I put the blame on me, I put the blame on me, I put the blame on me
But the blame was on you, but the blame was on you, ooh
All this time
Oh (Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Verse 2]
Somebody better come fix this mess we’re in
Oh, how we promised we wouldn’t end up here
Tell me how you let the battles in with me
With one on the way had to cash in for the post or just get paid
And don’t forget, I know how to walk away and I will
See, your hit don’t last and the moment’s over, did you do it for the thrill?
See, I’ve been carrying the weight of the world
You’re supposed to be relieving me
Then maybe you’ll change because we do
But you just don’t believe in me no more

[Bridge]
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
No more, no more, no more, no more
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
(Ooh) Why don’t you believe in me no more?
No more, no more, no more, no more

[Outro]
Put the blame on me, but the blame’s on you
Put the blame on me, oh
All this time

Tash Sultana – Vanilla Honey Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Does it make you feel better
With the bitter weather and your nana’s knitted sweater?
I thought I was doing better at controlling my temper
I thought I was doing better at taking all the pressure
I’m not, but does it make you feel better
With the bitter weather and your nana’s knitted sweater?
I thought I was doing better at controlling my temper
I forgot you were like a butterfly in the rain on a feather
And we fly, and we fly, and we fly away

[Pre-Chorus]
But if I try and move slowly
Then my thoughts control me
And if I don’t act quickly
I’ll get left behind
And if I speak so softly
Then I don’t see clearly
And I can say
Oh, my God, I gotta open up my mind
Open up, open up my mind

[Chorus]
Vanilla honey, can you rise above me
And lace me with your lady loving, girl?
Ooh-ooh
Vanilla honey, can you rise above me
And lace me with your lady loving, girl?
La-la, lady

[Post-Chorus]
Lady loving, lady loving
Lady loving, lady loving, girl
Lady loving, lady loving
Lady loving, lady loving, girl

[Verse 2]
But does it make you feel better
In your fancy leather and your most fitted dress up?
I thought that I was better at taking all my leisure
I thought that I was slowly piecing myself back together
I am, but does it make you feel better
In your fancy leather and your most fitted dress up?
I thought that I was better at taking all my leisure
I forgot that I was doing better at holding my shit back together
And I hide, and I hide, and I hide away

[Pre-Chorus]
But if I try and move slowly
Then my thoughts control me
And if I don’t act quickly
I’ll get left behind
And if I speak so softly
Then I don’t see clearly
And I can say
Oh, my God, I gotta open up my mind
Open up, open up my mind

[Chorus]
Vanilla honey, can you rise above me
And lace me with your lady loving, girl?
Ooh-ooh
Vanilla honey, can you rise above me
And lace me with your lady loving, girl?
La-la, lady

[Post-Chorus]
(Ooh)
Lady loving, lady loving
Lady loving, lady loving, girl
Lady loving, lady loving
Lady loving, lady loving, girl
Lady loving, lady loving
Lady loving, lady loving, girl

CJ – I’m Lit Lyrics

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[Chorus: French Montana]
Shorty on that demon time, I’m lit (Diego)
I’m lit (Ayy), I’m lit (Ayy), Ayy (Bankroll Got It)
Walk up on the shit, I’m lit (Skrrt)
New whip (New whip), new bitch (New bitch)
She just wanna fuck ’cause I’m lit
Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time (Demon time)
(Whoop)
Swallow, shorty on that demon time (Woo)
From the bottom, my homie on that demon time (Whoop)
She see the ‘Gatti, shorty on that demon time

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Every time the ink dry, it’s a milli’ (Dry, dry)
(Whoop)
Heard the pussy fire, is it really? (Fire, fire)
You fuckin’ with them boys, Coke Boys, the committee (Whoop)
Made milli’s off Ciroc, French Vanilla, me and Diddy
Her legs up likе a field goal, my God (Whoop)
Hundred chains on, jail pose, mob tiеs
I be in my bag, I be in my Birkin (Whoop)
Slid through the back, bulletproof Suburban

[Chorus: French Montana & CJ]
I’m lit (I’m lit), I’m lit (Ayy), I’m lit (Ayy)
Ayy, walk up on the shit, I’m lit (Skrrt)
New whip (New whip), new bitch (New bitch)
She just wanna fuck ’cause I’m lit
Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time (Whoop)
Swallow, shorty on that demon time (Woo)
From the bottom, my homie on that demon time (Whoop)
She see the ‘Gatti (Huh), shorty on that demon time

[Verse 2: CJ]
(Whoopty)
Nigga, I don’t talk, I let the money talk (Huh? Huh?)
Said she “Love the way I do my money walk” (Gang, gang)
I just caught a body, tell ’em “Bring the charge” (What, what)
I ain’t from Atlanta, but I keep a hawk (Keep a hawk)
She a bad bitch, ass on massive (Ass on massive)
Finna top it, as long as she ain’t toxic (Ain’t toxic)
Finna pass it and brodie gon’ catch it (Ayy)
New whip, ayy, new bitch, ayy
She just wanna fuck ’cause I’m lit, ayy

[Chorus: French Montana]
Shorty on that demon time
I’m lit (I’m lit), I’m lit (Ayy), I’m lit (Ayy)
Ayy, walk up on the shit, I’m lit (Skrrt)
New whip (New whip), new bitch (New bitch)
She just wanna fuck ’cause I’m lit
Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time
Swallow, shorty on that demon time (Woo)
From the bottom, my homie on that demon time
She see the ‘Gatti, shorty on that demon time
(Whoop)
(Whoop)

Lord Huron – Not Dead Yet Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
All messed up with nowhere to go
I stare at myself in the mirror alone
It’s hard to make friends when you’re half in the grave
But I ain’t dead yet
And I’ve got something to say
Oh, oh, oh, yeah

[Chorus]
You got holes in your clothes
And booze on your breath
You look like hell
And you smell like death
Oh, oh, oh

[Verse 2]
There’s a stranger in my eyes again
I swear to God I don’t know him
You’re tired of me
I’m tired of you
So turn around and leave it to myself
Oh, oh, oh, yeah

[Chorus]
You got holes in your clothes
And booze on your breath
You look like hell
And you smell like death
Oh, oh, oh

[Bridge]
I’ve been out way too long
Heading right for the edge
If she asks about me
Tell her I’m not dead yet

[Chorus]
You got holes in your clothes
And booze on your breath
You look like hell
And you smell like death
Oh, oh, oh

Nessa Barrett – ​la di die Lyrics

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[Intro: jxdn]
Okay

[Verse 1: Nessa Barrett]
Does it rain in California?
Only dream I’ve ever known
Will they love you when you’re famous?
It’s where you’ll never be alone
Hope someday I’ll find nirvana
I’ll be looking down below
I’ll be dead at twenty-seven
Only nine more years to go
I got a bully in my head
Fake love, fake friends
I was broken when you left
Now you hear me everywhere you go

[Chorus: Nessa Barrett]
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-dah
Gonna be a supеrstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on thе radio
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-die
Loving me is suicide
I’m a dreamer, I’m on fire
La-dah-dee, run for your life

[Post-Chorus: Jaden Hossler]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, I’m jxdn, I’m jxdn

[Verse 2: Jaden Hossler]
Said I’m gonna be a rockstar, yeah, yeah, yeah
Told her I don’t want a war, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t see me going far, yeah, yeah, yeah
That’s what happens when I fall apart
All of me wants all of you
But I’m far away and I can’t choose
Got a lot of lessons that I need to learn
Got a lot of lessons
My depression and misconceptions
And all the mistakes that lead to lessons
My depression, it makes me question
My depression, it makes me question

[Chorus: Nessa Barrett]
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-dah
Gonna be a superstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on the radio
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-die
Loving me is suicide
I’m a dreamer, I’m on fire
La-dah-dee, run for your life

[Bridge: Nessa Barrett]
Does it rain in California
Where the angels cry for me?
Want the drugs that taste like candy
And blood diamonds in my teeth
(Ah!)

[Chorus: Nessa Barrett & Jaden Hossler]
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-dah
Gonna be a superstar
Be the girl you used to know
Playing on the radio
La-dah-dee, oh, la-dee-die
Loving me is suicide
I’m a dreamer, I’m on fire
La-dah-dee, run for your life (Oh)
(Oh)

[Outro: Nessa Barrett & Jaden Hossler]
Yeah, I’m gonna be a superstar

​nothing,nowhere. – ​real Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
Pretend that this will somehow end
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
But I know that this will never end

[Verse 1]
I was in Temple, Texas
And I took an exit to a gas station, stopped the car
Saw a young man, wearing black Vans
Kinda looked like me from afar
He said, “Joe, I would die for you, bro
Man, you a legend, I hope that you know
I got your logo tattooed on my throat
I stayed out hours waiting for your show
You do it all even with the anxiety
And honestly, that is inspiring
With all the depression you put on yourself and from others
That shit must get tiring”
I told him “Thanks” and I drove home
Going 95 in a 55
I don’t wanna let him down now
Tryna be strong, but I don’t know how

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
Pretend that this will somehow end
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
But I know that this will never end

[Verse 2]
So what will it take for this broken brain?
Will I go insane? Will I be the same?
Will I win this game? I don’t know
Facing an army of fear on my own
Reading reviews of my songs in my bed
I lie and I say it won’t get to my head
Defining myself by a stranger’s opinion
The people around me tell me not to listen
So you wanted real? Now I’m bein’ it
I don’t wanna keep on feeling this
You don’t know what I’ve been dealing with
You don’t know what I’ve been dealing with
I put all this pain in the music
But every night on this stage I’m reliving it
Had a panic attack every day for a year
Gave me pills, I know there was no fixing it
Yeah, ’cause me and mental health go way back
Thought it went away but it came back
Either way, I know I got to try and face that
It’s how I am but I wish that I could change that

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
Pretend that this will somehow end
I don’t wanna talk
I just wanna sleep it off
So I can go to bed
But I know that this will never end

Vybz Kartel – Let Your Body Move Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
You just came out to enjoy your self, no competition

[Chorus]
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di prettiest, you’re di nicest
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di cutest, you’re di greatest
Mek yuh body move
Mek yuh body move

[Verse 1]
So seductive, yuh nuh rush it
No hands, yuh nuh feel how I show dat
Doh leave so soon
Let’s dance under the moon, you won’t regret
So real, so intimate
You’re truly extra blessed
Doh watch who desparate

[Chorus]
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di prettiest, you’re di nicest
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di cutest, you’re di greatest
Mek yuh body move
Mek yuh body move

[Verse 2]
Well I hope you feel like how you look
Amazing, amazing
Scintillating and wonderful
Never met one like you before
Don’t tame the beast, yuh no matador
Feel good inside, just let it show
It’s all about you
It’s all about you, yea

[Chorus]
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di prettiest, you’re di nicest
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di cutest, you’re di greatest
Mek yuh body move
Mek yuh body move

[Bridge]
You just came out to enjoy your self, no competition
You just came out to enjoy your self, no competition

[Chorus]
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di prettiest, you’re di nicest
Yuh nuh run contest wid gyal
You’re di cutest, you’re di greatest
Mek yuh body move
Mek yuh body move

CJ – Outro (Blessings) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hm-mm
I’m stressin’
Now I’m flexin’
Now I’m flexin’
In my section
I was stressin’
Mm-mm-mm
Ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I just wanna thank God for all my blessings (Yeah, yeah)
This bitch just hit my line, she said she feel a connection (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I pop out, it’s a movie like it’s Netflix (Yeah, yeah)
I was down bad, I was broke, I was stressin’ (Yeah)
Now I’m gettin’ money, came a long way from finessin’
I be in the spot, a hunnid bitches in my section
You talkin’ gang-gang, no check, maybe gotta check ’em (Gang, gang)
If you movin’ opp then we gon’ teach that boy a lesson (Yeah, yeah)
I just wanna thank God for all my blessings (Ayy)
This bitch just hit my line, she said she feel a connection (Ayy, ayy)
Every time I pop out, it’s a movie like it’s Netflix
I was down bad, I was broke, I was stressin’
Now I’m gettin’ money, came a long way from finessin’
I be in the spot, a hunnid bitches in my section (Gang, gang)
You talkin’ gang-gang, no check, maybe gotta check ’em (Huh?)
If you movin’ opp, then we gon’ teach that boy a lesson (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy), yeah

[Verse]
We gon’ teach that boy a lesson, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
If there’s a problem, we address it, yeah-yeah (Address it, yeah-yeah)
Got it out the mud, what a blessing, yeah-yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Ain’t never foldin’ under pressure, yeah-yeah (Nah, I can’t)
If you take one of mine we gon’ take two of yours (Facts)
I’ma take her to Mike Amiri and Christian Dior (In this AMG)
And these bitches on my body, gotta shake ’em off (Gotta shake ’em off)
And if them other niggas winnin’, we gon’ change the score (What? What?)
I up that heat, I make it hot and then I’m spinnin’ North (Yeah)
I got a big chop, I pop it, make you meet the Lord (Make you meet the Lord)
Make you make a wish, this ain’t what you been wishin’ for (What you wishin’ for?)
I said, “What you wishin’ for?” (Yeah)
She said, “You ain’t gotta do ’em like that” (“You ain’t gotta do ’em like that”)
But I had to do ’em like that (Yeah)
Riding ’round with like two or three straps
I be with some apes in the As’, yeah
And this shit been on my mind lately (Word)
I’m on my shit, I’m in my bag, I’m in my prime lately (I’m in my prime lately)
And the labels callin’, they want me to sign lately (Want me to sign lately)
But I told them niggas I can’t waste no time lately (Waste no time)
So why you try to snake me now?
Bitch, I made you, don’t you try to play me now
You ungrateful, don’t you try to thank me now (Hmm, hmm)
Bitch, I made it, yeah, I bet you hate me now (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just wanna thank God for all my blessings (Yeah, yeah)
This bitch just hit my line, she said she feel a connection (Yeah, yeah)
Every time I pop out, it’s a movie like it’s Netflix (Yeah, yeah)
I was down bad, I was broke, I was stressin’ (Yeah)
Now I’m gettin’ money, came a long way from finessin’
I be in the spot, a hunnid bitches in my section
You talkin’ gang-gang, no check, maybe gotta check ’em (Gang, gang)
If you movin’ opp, then we gon’ teach that boy a lesson (Yeah, yeah)
I just wanna thank God for all my blessings (Ayy)
This bitch just hit my line, she said she feel a connection (Ayy, ayy)
Every time I pop out, it’s a movie like it’s Netflix
I was down bad, I was broke, I was stressin’
Now I’m gettin’ money, came a long way from finessin’
I be in the spot, a hunnid bitches in my section (Gang, gang)
You talkin’ gang-gang, no check, maybe gotta check ’em (Huh?)
If you movin’ opp then we gon’ teach that boy a lesson (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Kevin Gates – Send That Load Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Come through, let me love on all your body right now
I need you right now (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
I need it right now, baby (I ain’t never know a love like this)
I ain’t never knew no love like this
Cartel Bo

[Verse 1]
Now we share a mutual friend (Mutual friend)
My big sister from Mayagüez, she used to look after the kids
Fell in love first day we met, from Heaven it must’ve been sent (Yeah)
The look in my eyes’ll tell her no liеs, she knowin’ I’m still with the shits
Into supplyin’, but I keep it quiet, shе knowin’ I’m still in the mix (Still in the mix)
I been on the grind, I got a new line, I’m thinkin’ of goin’ legit (Goin’ legit)
She takin’ a lick and then whippin’, that iron, she in there holdin’ the clips (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
A lot of the shit that I used to be tryin’, she had me goin’ against (Haha)
We into fitness, a new way of livin’ and we ’bout to go in the gym (Go in the gym)
I got her excited and she go to smilin’ and we ’bout to go on a trip
And I cannot wait for to get her in private, she already know what it is (Know what it is)
I’ma massage her and give her a shower, takin’ control of her wrists
Lick her erotic, lil’ grip on her body and then go to throw on the dick (Ooh)
The face she makin’ when lookin’ at gangsta, already know what she did (Ooh, ooh)
I think it’s sexy when she get aggressive, she like to be choked when she kiss (Mwah)
She lay on her side when I’m givin’ her blocka, it’s ’bout to go in her ribs (Go in her ribs)
And when I stroke in slow motion, she let me know that it’s real (She let me know that it’s real)
She let me know that it’s real (She let me know that it’s real)

[Chorus]
This time we’ll make more love (She let me know that it’s real)
You just beautiful for no reason (For no reason)
This night was made for us (Huh)

[Verse 2]
Now I’m puttin’ dick on her spine (Yeah)
I’m pullin’ her hair while I hit from the back (Yeah), I’m in there takin’ my time (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
And all of the angels, they would agree that you was meant to be mine (Meant to be mine)
I feel stupid even explainin’ this to somebody ’cause it’s not physical, it’s spiritual
Now I pay attention to signs (Ooh)
Knowin’ that we got soul ties and this was more than a vibe (More than a vibe)
I can agree that most times you, I was hopin’ to find (Hopin’ to find)
Dealin’ with low vibrations takin’ over my mind (Takin’ over my mind)
Cut off my hoes to save my soul, call, ignore, decline (Hello?)
You just leave me alone (Leave me alone)
I’m about to lay with my wife though
She love when I rub on her feet (Ooh)
Bite her lil’ booty, she tooted, I spread her lil’ cheeks and I lick in between (Yeah)
A lot of you listenin’ right now might not know what I mean (Might not know what I mean)
I’m tryna take all of my tongue and I’m stickin’ it dead in her hole
She squirt in my face when I’m grippin’ her waist, I’m knowin’ I’m touchin’ her soul
No yoga posin’ when she bendin’ over, but she in there touchin’ her toes (Touchin’ her toes)
She call me Cartel Bo and I’m ’bout to send her that load (Send her that load)
Cartel Bo and I’m ’bout to send her that load

[Chorus]
And this night was made for us (I’m ’bout to send her that load)
She call me Cartel Bo and I’m ’bout to send her that load
This time we’ll make more love

[Outro]
I say I want your body, I want your body
I really want your body (I need it right now)
I want you
Come through, let me love on all your body right now
I need it right now

Yelawolf & Caskey – Turn up in Tijuana Lyrics

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[Intro: Yelawolf]
Yeah, hola, uh
Hola, we’re lookin’ to leave with a, boatload of pot
(That’s right, get it, get it)
Yelawolf Blacksheep
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana, turn up, turn up, turn up
Tijuana, bitch, hehe
Tijuana, bitch, yeah, yeah
Movin’ south mula

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
I’m on a trip, it’s a long day
I’ve been trippin’ in the hallway
Cadillac drippin’, I’m rollin’ wet
I got the whip and the valet
I took a dose and I got bumped
Down in the club with a few bucks
I brought a goon to the party too
Bitch, don’t even try me, you lookin’ tough
I’m on that crease, I’m on that Cheap Trick
Got the ACDC up in the speakers
Rock ‘n’ roll up on the beaches, Sandman
Sleepin’ till noon when I just went to bed on the street, shit
Lay my body on a pile of leaves with a pound of weed underneath my head ’cause I need rest
She was sayin’ “God almighty” with a soothin’ polished accent
Maybe Spanish, I said “damn it this is oochie wally”
Crucial, body loose as two big shoes on baby feet
I’ve been with that stripper like five days this week

[Chorus: Yelawolf & Caskey]
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana (all day)
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon’ run some of this weight back ‘cross the border
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana

[Verse 2: Caskey]
Fuck the runnin’, lost the passport
Payin’ police at the border
Good thing I don’t carry nothin’ less than a dub
’cause I can’t be reachin’ for quarters
You reachin’ for somethin’ on me
And then somebody gon’ have to speak to reporters
But I ain’t worried, ironically all of my haters are secret supporters
My feet on the entré
And my head in the clouds off a hit of that LSD
And I’m on Bombay
And all of these marks that’s inside of my ears let you know
That I do go the wrong way
I’m numero uno on Broadway
I body a sumo in broad day
You spot me then you know the enclave
I was brushin’ up on the Spanish with a handful of Xanax
Me and a couple of outlaws enter the annex
Put the whole city into a panic
I knew we was somewhere else when she put the X pill into her panties
And I took the next pill, now we on one, now we back in Miami

[Chorus: Yelawolf & Caskey]
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon’ run some of this weight back ‘cross the border
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Ah, yeah, who is that? Who is that? Who is that?
They know where the Slumerican crew is at
They wanna come see how we measure up
Measure me, you ain’t gettin’ your ruler back
Born on the block, I ain’t stupid
Gotta call out the bitch like a puma
Nothin’ new in this hoop’ but the language
But the Glock is speakin’ fluent
When I roll up tobacco inside a gazebo
I’m sippin’ this cold Margarita
Got a blonde hoe inside of a taco truck
Tellin’ me that she want my burrito
Maybe later I can squeeze her
She’s a lemon drop, yeah, [?] top
But whether I choose to attend or not
She’ll be comin’ to fuck by ten o’clock

[Verse 4: Caskey]
I can’t depend on the box
But she givin’ top that hotter than Wasabi
Black Gucci belt
And I’m puttin’ wax on her ass like Mr. Miyagi
Jumped out the stable
It’s a Ferrari, and I get down on the Harley
When it start, I ain’t hearin’ ’em hardly
Die tryna be the life of the party
Wide-eyed, tryna parallel park it
Crashed twice, tryna exit the market
I’m a lone star and a pornstar
Hunnids on the floor, lay in the carpet
Homie show up once a month
With a check for me like we rentin’ apartments
Try to get a refund
And I forward the call ’cause that ain’t my department

[Chorus: Yelawolf & Caskey]
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
Got the pesos, find the pack, go get your runner
Meet me on that dirt block for the order
We gon’ run some of this weight back ‘cross the border
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We gon’ turn up in Tijuana
We ain’t goin’ back broke, bitch

Yelawolf & Caskey – Tat Shop Lyrics

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[Chorus: Caskey]
At the tat shop, told ’em “put a skull on me”
One for my haters and another for my old homies
Know where I’m from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Yeah, washin’ the money, I’m doin’ the laundry
Ain’t come out of Palm Beach
Where a million dollars was in arm’s reach
Come from a city
Where oxycontin turned a lot of people into zombies
Where you can’t even buy a charm piece
Without someone ringing the alarm, plеase
Now I got the car keys
And my homiе, Kilo, in the car seat
Tryin’ not to fall victim
To the long list of my city RIPs
Momma said I should’ve stayed home
With my eyes stayin’ on the wide screen
But I stay with a homie with the red flag
And he ain’t a right wing
Peace to the gods, cowboy hat
Wanna draw on me, strap make ’em reach for the stars
Homeboy still tryna reach through the bars
So I made one call, told me [?] the cause
Outlined chalk
Only thing y’all gon’ get tryna come be beefin’ with ours
Seen through the tough talk, weed through the [?]
Somehow, I made [?] through it all
Recall, days I was in dazed, on free fall
I ain’t even have change for a meatball
At the days inn, days on [?] grease ball
Then I turned me the page, I’m done waitin’
So much weight, should stay at the default
When you work this hard, man, they can’t discard ya
’cause they know you came for the result, okay, okay?

[Chorus: Caskey]
At the tat shop, told ’em “put a skull on me”
One for my haters and another for my old homies
Know where I’m from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Yeah, at the tat shop, told ’em “put a skull on me”
Your baby momma lookin’, she gon’ put that skull on me
Guaranteed, vampire on my neck, she bury teeth
Married me, divorce her by sunrise, every week
She gon’ need to cool down, know that I got fans by her
I put it down, I stick it up, she put them hands higher
Boss, I got you, I’m a boss when I say “and hired”
Recruit the soldier, roll her over, and fired
Player, player, playboy, never rock a suit and tie
But I valet that pussy, park you with my eighty-five
Oh, that’s a pro, off the hook, like a coat
I don’t pass out none of my digits, just the tickets to my show
Mucho mucho, thank you much, ATL, I got the cuts
Sneaky freaky ’bout that love, I don’t want love, I want a slut
Be my ace, be my queen, be my anything I need
And I may put your initials on my skin, permanently, permanently

[Chorus: Caskey]
At the tat shop, told ’em “put a skull on me”
One for my haters and another for my old homies
Know where I’m from, but I still got all this gold on me
And I got enemies, but not ones who done rode on me

Yelawolf & Caskey – Million Dollar Deal Lyrics

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[Intro: Caskey]
(In the kitchen and it’s Taysty)

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
I just shook a million dollar deal and I never left the crib
I ain’t into flexin’ bread, I’m just sayin’ shit is real
Got accountants on the line, man, I don’t even see the bills
Creek Water comin’ up, all I did was crack the seal
I remember EBT, food stamps for a meal
Had to use a fuckin’ grill to put heat up in the crib
Baby momma hangin’ clothes out on the fence back in the hills
Comin’ home with barely nothin’ after workin’ it for years
Workin’ hard till all my peers dropped off like fallen tears
Didn’t have no time to play, I was playin’ with them fears
If I do not gеt the break to get thе fuck up outta here
I’ma run up in that bank and show the teller heavy steel, yeah
Success means nothin’ less
Than happiness and peace, and for me, that’s a private jet
Not because I think that money could come save my soul
But just because I want to wrap that bitch in Mossy Oak

[Chorus: Caskey]
I done shook a million dollar deal
Knee deep in the water, but I had it up to here
Baptized in the hustle, I’ve been steady stackin’ bills
Go to sleep, then wake up to the sound of vacuum seals
I done shook a million dollar deal
Knee deep in the water, but I had it up to here
Baptized in the hustle, I’ve been steady stackin’ bills
Go to sleep, then wake up to the sound of vacuum seals

[Verse 2: Caskey]
Y’all wonder why can’t nobody stop him
‘Cause I was just fifteen
Watchin’ pops deteriorate off the oxycontin
I was just ten
When my older sister and all of her homies were Molly poppin’
Outer body, lookin’ at myself go the wrong way
Damn it, I gotta stop him
Okay, my pops was a rollin’ stone
No wonder I rolled so far away from home
Don’t even let nobody close to me
‘Cause I’m always feelin’ like there’s somethin’ wrong
Family got me paranoid
That out the blue, somebody’ll tear a void
So big inside my heart
That suffocatin’ somethin’ that I can’t avoid
Walls bigger than the walls of China
I took down all your pictures
And I’m ’bout to cover up the tattoos
Hurtin’ ’cause they all reminders
Of somethin’ I’ll never see again
Lately, don’t know what I’m believin’ in
I’m just tryna find peace
And these folks all here are dramatic as CNN
Piece on the left side
Deposit slip came from Chase
Never know when a reaper is comin’ to get me
So ain’t a single day to waste
And, motherfucker I done wasted enough of my youth years
I had the odds stacked against me, I should’ve been broke
But truth is

[Chorus: Caskey]
I done shook a million dollar deal
Knee deep in the water, but I had it up to here
Baptized in the hustle, I’ve been steady stackin’ bills
Go to sleep, then wake up to the sound of vacuum seals
I done shook a million dollar deal
Knee deep in the water, but I had it up to here
Baptized in the hustle, I’ve been steady stackin’ bills
Go to sleep, then wake up to the sound of vacuum seals

Yelawolf & Caskey – Cookies Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Caskey & Yelawolf]
Owee, uh, ouh yeah
Haha, ouh yeah, owee, bitch
(In the kitchen and it’s Taysty)

[Chorus: Caskey & Yelawolf]
Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty was actin’ too boujee
When she see the car that I’m in
And gon’ give me that pussy, okay (Owee)
I think I know why they lookin’
You gotta have you a check just to book me
I don’t do dessert, but I smoke on the cookies, okay

[Verse 1: Caskey & Yelawolf]
Too much room in the Maybach
She don’t know what to do with herself
Pulled up clean, A-jacks
She on that white red like a patty melt
And her Rolex tell where the date at
In the city where I know all thе hate at
Lightweight, but you know wherе the weight at
The pack touch down, I’ma fuckin’ Tom Brady that
Touch down, touch now
Heavy buzz, too much Crown
Heater on my waist and it weigh fo’ pounds
Silence on the gun so it make no sounds
Push you on the snow like a old red sled
I turned her down like a hotel bed
She want the red like she’s in for a year
What she in for? Infrared

[Verse 2: Cub da CookUpBoss]
I’m workin’ my shit, I’m poppin’ my shit
Y’all niggas ain’t stoppin’ my shit
I’m clutchin’ my shit, I’m bussin’ my shit
Told y’all, don’t fuck with my shit
CookUpBoss, I’m really lit
Got rich off talkin’ shit
Fucked around and get ya hit
And fucked your bitch, you lil fuckin’ bitch
Look, shit cool till it ain’t cool
I told y’all I ain’t no rapper, yeah
Puttin’ your gun on Instagram
I can tell you ain’t no stepper
I be on the PJ in my PJs
And some Gucci slides and my carry-on
That’s a hunnid thou’
I’m a lil nigga, money Shaq size, she know the vibe

[Chorus: Caskey & Yelawolf]
Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty was actin’ too boujee
When she see the car that I’m in
And gon’ give me that pussy, okay (Owee)
I think I know why they lookin’
You gotta have you a check just to book me
I don’t do dessert, but I smoke on the cookies, okay

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Yeah, mushroom, bada-boom-bada-bing
Takin’ doors down, I’m a boss, I’m a king
That dope, have your bitch up on the pole
She groom in a row, on the road with the team, that pro
I’m too cold, need a coat
Spill my guts out, scratchy throat
Cough on a coffin, killin’ ’em often
Should’ve been a hit, paid up and go
The pirate arrived in a white ’95
I apply what I write to a code
Cocaine on the seats, propane on the beat
I’m a flame to the heat, you cold
Old school like a log in a blue stove
No fools want a problem with you-know
No tools in the box, you can’t screw me
No crew got a pocket for loose holes
Lame rappers, fuck outta here

[Chorus: Caskey & Yelawolf]
Yeah, I ain’t a killer, don’t push me
Shawty was actin’ too boujee
When she see the car that I’m in
And gon’ give me that pussy, okay (Owee)
I think I know why they lookin’
You gotta have you a check just to book me
I don’t do dessert, but I smoke on the cookies, okay

Yelawolf & Caskey – C’est La Vie Lyrics

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[Intro: Caskey]
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie
(Beats by Choc)

[Chorus: Caskey]
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Dark clouds over my head
That I can’t seem to get away from
Lately, I’m so obsessed for the way out
God don’t hurry up and I give it, I’ma make onе
Man, I had a lot of homeboys comin’ in the game
But I rеalize there’s a lot of fake ones
People gettin’ obsessed with your success
Man, that shit sucks when they really start to hate ya
Just for bein’ the best that you can
I wasn’t meant for bein’ on the press in the van
I was meant to see award shows, not to foreclose
I can’t help it, I was blessed with a plan
And I put the most work in
You like a bitch that just want a Birkin
‘Cause you’re bad but you never spend a day workin’
Gotta cut the grass low when the snakes lurkin’
And they mostly disguised as friends
Jealousy, you wanna ride the Benz
Put you in a compromised situation
Leave you outside on the dry pavement
But they never get this information
What’s meant for you don’t escape you
So as long as y’all hatin’ on me and my blessings
You will never ever have a breakthrough

[Chorus: Caskey]
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Yeah, I left ’em in a small town, poutin’
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, doubtin’?
I’m 50 Cent, relentlessness
Get Rich or Die, and I’m prowlin’
Wolf, fifty thousand out shoutin’
See a sea of people starin’ at the steeple
Because I lived on that cross
Now I got a pack of wolves all howlin’
Ain’t no rest in the midnight
Ain’t no sleep for a dreamer
Don’t build steps for a skipper
And I don’t build walls for a leaner
I don’t give credit out easy
So take that shit to the bank
You doin’ anything to please me
But I already got a full tank
Don’t gas me up
Walk behind me then trash me up
If I let you live and just kick it still
You’ll pull me down until you pass me up
So fuck new friends (Fuck new friends)
Fuck ’em all, let God forgive ’em, I don’t
Wanna get a spot back in this clique
Bitch, no you won’t, bitch, no you won’t

[Chorus: Caskey]
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie
Motherfuckers been hatin’ on me
Everybody can’t come to the party, c’est la vie

Afroman – Sag Your Pants Lyrics

Let it go
Wha, c’mon
Somebody say heeeyyy
I’m just playin

Before Palmdale, we use to stay
Deep in the hood where they sell yay
I seen a gangbanger walk by real fast
Brand new khakis hangin off his ass
At first, I didn’t like the chump
Cause he looked like he needed to go take a dump
But everybody sag in the hood
Pretty soon, it started lookin good
1987 I started stoppin my mama from doin my school shoppin
Mama, love you right
But these wranglers too dam tight
Stay home, cook something to eat
Daddy, take me to the SWAP meet
Walkin through the SWAP meet with a jerri curl
Tryn to get somethin from the home girl
Joseph, I love you right
But them wranglers is too dam tight
Okay I’m a give you a chance
But first…

[Chorus: x2]
Sag yo pants
Do that gangsta dance

Walk, walk, walk, walkowww

Who invited saggin, take a guess
I don’t know but he from the west
Remember them old school rappers right
Like run dmc, they pants was tight
Don’t get me wrong, I luv N. W.A.
But they wasn’t saggin the right way
Saggin come from the L.A. streets
SWAP meets, old school beats
Move to the suburbs of Palmdale
Kept on saggin hard as hell
Had a cool step, plus a bad rep

Didn’t fit in with the preppy prep
They crack little jokes, look down they nose
But now they smoke weed and wear baggy clothes
Play rap music, dance and drink beer
Shit we been doin for years

[Chorus: x2]
Sag yo pants
Do that gangsta dance

Walk, walk, walk, walkowww

I sag my daddy, I sag my mama
I got to bed and sag my pajama
Sag at home, sag in church
Sag with the homies in the police search
Sag at work, sag at school
Sag in the airport fool
Sag when I stayin, sag when I bail
Sag when I out the county jail
Sag in the SWAP meet, sag in court
Sag when I hop out the super sport
Sag when I’m playin basket ball
“pull yo pants up joey” hell naw
Sag with my kids, sag with my wife
I can’t stop saggin, I’m a sag for life
Fist Palmdale sager, I don’t bang
But I still let, my khakis hang
Sag bold, sag nervous
Sag when I’m doin community service
Sag when I mac, sag when I brawl
I bet ya 20 dollars my pants don’t fall

[Chorus: x2]
Sag yo pants
Do that gangsta dance

Walk, walk, walk, walkowww
Yea, yea
Pull em up, pull em up, pull em down B-CAAA
Ooowww yeeaa
Let me get them size 46, yea B-CAAAA

City – Steinzeit Lyrics

Annas Mutter war vierzig, da kam Vater nach Hause,
nicht nach Stettin, Wittenberg war das jetzt
und lag rechts von der Elbe. Der Schutt war der selbe,
doch rechts von der Elbe war er russisch besetzt –
in der Steinzeit.

Anna war immer bereit in der Schule,
von der Mauer in Berlin hat sie kaum was gespürt.
Chrustschow war vergnüglich, der Sputnik vorzüglich
und die Fahne voran hat ihr sehr imponiert –
in der Steinzeit.

Anna blieb treu bis auf ein, zwei, drei Male.
Ihr Hochzeitsgeschirr ist heut noch wie neu.
Sie kommt gern auf den Kern und sie achtet auf Schale
und ruft man sie auf, ist sie wieder dabei.

Sie trägt ihre Mark auf verschiedene Märkte,
berät und beschließt in diversem Verein.
Sie hat alles getan, was erhöhte und stärkte
und hat immer gewußt, sie ist nicht allein –
in der Steinzeit.

Sie ist bei der Zeitung, da liest sie die Briefe
und antwortet drauf nach Regel und Maß.
Frohsinn macht Freude, heißt ihre Seite,
doch immer nur Frohsinn macht auch keinen Spaß.
Das merkt sie beim Anstehn, beim Fernsehn und Fremdgehn.
Sie liest ihre eigene Zeitung nicht mehr.
Sie ist geschult und geschieden und im Grunde zufrieden,
Bald ist sie vierzig und sie fürchtet sich sehr –
vor der Steinzeit.

Sugar Ray – Someday Lyrics

Someday
When my life has passed me by
I lay around and wonder why
You were always there for me

One way
In the eyes of a passerby
I look around for another try
And fade away

Just close your eyes and I’ll take you there
This place is warm without a care
We’ll take a swim in the deep blue sea
I go to leave and you reach for me

Some say
Better things will come our way
No matter what they try to say
You were always there for me

Someway
When the sun begins to shine
I hear a song from another time
And fade away
And fade away

Just close your eyes and I’ll take you there
This place is warm without a care

We’ll take a swim in the deep blue sea
I go to leave and you reach for me

Someone said you tried too long
Someone said we got it all
Someone said we tried too long
Is there a place where I belong?

So far and so long
So far away
So far and so wrong
So far away, away, away

Some day
When my life has passed me by
I lay around and wonder why
You were always there for me

One way
In the eyes of a passerby
I look around for another try
And fade away

And fade away
And fade away
And fade away

© GRAVE LACK OF TALENT MUSIC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; JOSEPH MCG NICHOL;

Koffee Says Her Sophomore Album, “will be really awesome”

Grammy award-winning artiste Koffee is getting ready to drop her sophomore debut album.

The young dancehall hitmaker, who became the first woman and youngest artiste to win the Best Reggae Album, hinted that her album “will be really awesome.” Many would agree that Koffee has her unique signature sound, which has led to her tracks being loved by many, including the former President of the United States, Barrack Obama. In an interview recently with Rolling Stone, the 21-year-old songstress detailed just what she is planning to bring to the table this time around.

“I want to speak of a solution and of a way that we can come together and get along, even when things are going wrong,” Koffee told the publication.

Preaching a message of unity, love, and togetherness, she further said, “Positivity is definitely a theme. It will be a very interesting twist for people who knew my music before, and also for people who will discover me. I think it will be really awesome.”

Even as the artiste gets ready to release her album, she is getting nominated for more awards. Earlier this month, she was among three reggae artistes who were nominated for the 52nd NAACP Image Award, which is organized by the US-based National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. She was nominated in the categories of Outstanding International Collaborations for the track “Pressure,” which was remixed by Buju Banton. The Spanish Town native was also nominated for her summer banger “Lockdown.”

Although the pandemic has put a damper on some of the performances she was slated for last year, she seems to have put her focus on producing more music. Last year she detailed her work on the upcoming album and an interview, she said: “I am doing a little camp right now, that’s just me and some musicians and producers and a few artistes. We just a build a vibes, seeing where that vibe takes us, and hopefully we create magic,” she said in an interview.

As we await the drop of her album, there have been speculations that it could feature Nigerian singer Burna Boy after they were spotted in the studio last February. Koffee has previously worked with rapper Gunna, so there is a possibility of even more international entertainers working on the project. There is also little detail on the exact time of release, although some have speculated that it could be this summer. Until then, we wait to see what the twist will be.

Rich The Kid & Tori Brixx Addresses Cheating Accusations From Tori Brixx

Dream Doll is caught in the middle of Rich The Kid and Tori Brixx breakup.

There seems to be trouble brewing between Tori Brixx and her fiancé Rich The Kid, following a series of social media posts hinting that the rapper was vacationing with Dream Doll. The drama started after both Rich the Kid, and Dream Doll posted separate pictures of themselves in Cabo, Mexico. Both shared images of themselves holding iguanas, leaving internet detectives to conclude that the two were spending some quality time together.

Tori became aware of the pictures and decided to message her beau, who she actually thought was in Miami. The rapper replied with a phrase popularized by Shaggy and RikRok, “It wasn’t me.” He even called her “crazy” for believing what was told to her. The two have no longer following each other on Instagram. News had surfaced that the couple has been at odds since Valentine’s Day, so it seems to be much more than this recent incident that has caused this fallout.

Dream Doll has responded to the accusations via social media. “Y’all got me F$$$#d up im on my family vacation which I do every year,” she tweeted. In another post, she wrote, “What we not gonna do is sit here and “TRY” to sabotage my character I have NEVER OR WILL NEVER F@#K WITH NO MAN THAT IS IN A RELATIONSHIP.”

Some of the comments under her posts were, however, quite brutal, calling her out for lying. Some even suggested she was seen with the rapper’s kids.

Do you think there is any merit to the rumors of her and Rich The Kid being together? Or is it a terrible case of coincidence that they were both petting iguanas?

Bruce Cockburn – Incandescent Blue Lyrics

I sneaked across the border — it was threatening rain —
So I could stand in this tunnel, waiting for the roaring train
And watch those black kids working out kung fu moves
If you don’t want to be the horses’ hoofprints you got to be the hooves
Hear that lonesome violin play
See the notes float up into the overcast
And change to white birds as they sail on through
And soar away free into incandescent blue
People getting ready behind all those rectangles of light
“Put on your grin mask, babe, you know we’re steppin out tonight”
You hear that sound, like hammers only small?

It’s what the people’s heads say when they beat them against the wall
Hear that lonesome violin play
See the notes float up into the overcast
And change to white birds as they sail on through
And soar away free into incandescent blue
Concrete vortex sucks down the wind
It’s howling like a blinded violin.
Oh — tongues of fire, come and kiss my brow
If I ever needed you, well I need you now
Hear that lonesome violin play
See the notes float up into the overcast
And change to white birds as they sail on through
And soar away free into incandescent blue

Rihanna Celebrates 33rd Birthday, Gets Shoutout From Beyonce, DJ Khaled, Spice & More

Rihanna turns 33 today.

It’s Rihanna’s birthday, and the Bajan singer/cosmetic mogul is getting plenty of birthday shoutouts from her fans and celebrity peers. The “Love On The Brain” singer turns 33 today, and we’re all taking timeout to pay homage to the young Caribbean legend. Among the celebrities who homage RiRi on her birthday include Spice, DJ Khaled, Beyonce, Mariah Carey, Fat Joe, Trina, Chloe Bailey, and more.

Dancehall artiste Spice posted on Instagram, “Happy birthday good body @badgalriri big up yuh nice clean self wid rich pocket, yuh clean mouth and yuh good stomach. Love you mi gal , Gwan inspire us. Caribbean gyal run dis ask Riri.”

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Mariah Carey tweeted: “Rihanna! Happy birthday girl! I hope you’re feeling festive as always…wherever you are!!! Love you gorgeous!!!!!!

Beyonce sent wishes via her website with the caption: “Beyonce wishes @rihanna a happy 33rd birthday.” This one included a baby picture of the singer.

Reggae crooner Beres Hammond also sent her wishes via Instagram when he shared a short video of Rihanna and some of her gal pals grooving to his songs: “Happy Birthday @badgalriri I heard these are some of the songs you all want performed during my virtual concert #LoveFromADistance next Sunday?”

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Other notable mentions include Fat Joe, DJ Khaled, and Trina. Rihanna is known for her elaborate performances and timeless music catalog. Over the last few years, she has shifted focus to her business ventures in the form of her lingerie and makeup line.

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Earlier this week, she caused quite a stir when she posted a picture on Instagram in which she is wearing a diamond-encrusted pendant featuring the Hindu god Ganesha. The Hindu community found the picture in poor taste, and of course, some of the comments likened the act to “cultural appropriation.” This is not the first time the singer was accused of this, as in October 2020, she issued an apology for using a song that sampled Islamic text in her Savage X Fenty fashion show.

However, it seems all have been forgiven for now! Happy Birthday, Rihanna!

happy birthday queen ??? @rihanna pic.twitter.com/n34I2NhDle

— Chlo?e (@ChloeBailey) February 20, 2021

Riri sent me this letter at the beginning of my career and has given me immense support and good advice. You know how much I adore you, have an Amazing and incredible birthday. Sending you great love. Happy Birthday @rihanna !!! ?????? pic.twitter.com/4xWW3dwQLv

— Elsa Majimbo ?? (@ElsaAngel19) February 20, 2021

Happy Birthday Rihanna!

— Charlie Puth (@charlieputh) February 20, 2021

Nobodies perfect ….. but Rihanna is???

— Maliibu Miitch (@MaliibuMiitch) February 20, 2021

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G-Herbo Reveals Gender Of His Baby With Taina

G Herbo has seemingly revealed the gender of his unborn child with Taina.

Last month rapper G Herbo and his fiancée Taina Williams confirmed they were expecting their first child together. They shared the news via Instagram, with a heartwarming photo of G Herbo kissing his girlfriend’s belly as they spent time on a beach. Until now fans have been speculating the baby’s gender and the Chicago rapper might’ve just answered that burning question or at the very least offered up some pretty good clues.

On Saturday, the internet became abuzz after G Herbo went on Instagram Live to chop it up with his fans and somehow it slipped out. During his live session, he lamented, “See my daughter gonna be my soft spot.”

Fans immediately started commenting about the possibility that he may be having a little girl. Some even started commenting on how cute his daughter would look. Taina and G Herbo have been dating since January 2019, furthering their union this year by announcing they were engaged to be married.

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Of course there is still the questioning on if G Herbo was speaking in general terms, or do you think he may have mistakenly announced to the world his unborn child’s gender? All being said, congratulations to the happy couple!

Taina broke the news about her pregnancy last year following weeks of speculations from some IG blogs. She captioned the post, “Sometimes the greatest things in life are worth hiding for a bigger sacrifice.” She added, “You were made with so much love no one else will ever know the strength of my love for you already.. 2020 was hard but you gave me hope for 2021. We love you & cannot wait to meet you my sweet baby.”

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600Breezy Warns Tekashi 6ix9ine, “I’m Not Meek”

600 Breezy warns Tekashi 6ix9ine that he is not Meek Mill.

Tekashi69 has new music to promote, so if you see him getting into it with other rappers on social media, rest assured that it’s likely a PR move to promote his new song, “ZAZA.” While he might be doing the most right now to drum up some publicity, there is a good chance that he might be putting himself in danger because at least one of his rivals, 600Breezy, is making it clear that he is in no way joking around.

The Chicago rapper is sounding the alarm after Tekashi 6ix9ine disrespected Lil Durk’s late cousin on Instagram on Friday. 6ix9ine also took a jab at Durk in his new song. Perhaps Durkio is smart to ignore him but seems other Chicago natives can’t help but respond. 600 Breezy left a comment on 69’s IG Live over the weekend writing, “I’m going to jail when I see you I’m not meek.” He later added in another comment that all his opps are dead.

600breezy not capping on 6ix9ine pic.twitter.com/G6biAfaoiZ

— bb Jay (@iluvkhaki) February 20, 2021

In his taunting of Lil Durk, 69 wrote, “Nuski and Von died for this?” Nuski is Durk’s cousin who was shot and killed. And we all know the tragic story of King Von’s death in Atlanta last year. Durk and Von were really close, so it must be painful for him to see 69 dragging his friend’s name in the mud like this on social media.

600Breezy isn’t the only Chicago native going after 69 on social media. Lil Reese also chimed in on Tekashi 6ix9ine’s Instagram Live, where the two of them traded verbal jabs at each other.

600 breezy wasn’t finna play wit 6ix9ine on ig live pic.twitter.com/HMeRjRjWAW

— DJ Akademiks (@Akademiks) February 20, 2021

Tekashi 6ix9ine also earned some attention for including footage of his confrontation with Meek Mill last week in his “ZAZA” music video. The couple seconds footage showed 69 and Meek yelling at each other, all while their respective security teams separated them. The Philly rapper later tweeted that he opted not to get into a physical confrontation and accused the rainbow-haired rapper of ambushing him in the parking lot.

600Breezy and Lil Reese are no strangers to controversies themselves. Just last week, some allegations surfaced that 600 had offered to help Meek hurt Nicki Minaj’s husband, Kenneth Petty.

Gioia – Real Lyrics

Real
(copyright 2009 F. Gioia, M. Soucy, J. Hancock)
Lyrics written by Gioia

Verse1
Lets get right down to it, put it on the line
I’ll give you everything I’ve got, give it every time
But when it comes to your love, can I put my trust in you
Could I be the one, who finally broke through

Refrain1
Tell me this is real
Tell what you feel
Is it real (I got know right now)

You’ve been in love before
But tell me this time, it means more
More, more, more, more

Reintro
I want to know, I want to know
(Sweetness you need to tell me)
I want to know
(Am I the one this time)
I want to know
Time to fill me in, I want to know

Verse2
So many words to say, you keep them all inside
Of all the things I want to say, 4eva comes to mind
Every day you show your love in little things you do
Do I dare believe what I see is true

Refrain2
Tell me this is real
Tell what you feel
Is it real (I got know right now)

You’ve been in love before
Tell me this time, it means more
More, more, more, more

Bridge

Cause I want more
Got to have more
More, more, more
Got to have more

Verse3
So many times you’ve walked away from love that you found
But I wont let you leave my heart, shattered on the ground
A little voice inside my head says I got to slow it down
Then you look into my eyes and slide up your gown

Refrain3
Tell me this is real
Tel what you feel
Is it real

You’ve been in love before
You tell me this time, it means more
A little more, a little more more

I want to know, I want to know
(Sweetness you need to tell me)
I want to know
(Am I the one this time)
I want to know
Time to fill me in, I want to know

Tell me what you feel inside
Tell me is it real
Tell me what you feel inside
Sweetness is it real

Tell me what you feel inside
Baby is it real
Tell me what you feel inside
Sweetness is it real
Is this real, Is this real

Cause I want know
I want know
I want to know right now

I want to know
I got know
I want know right now

I want to know

Hate – Lord Is Avenger Lyrics

Victims cry, thier godlly scream will not restrain the death
Faceless head of disfigured souls,
It is high time they took thier last breath
Primal maze of suffering,
Now they know the way Hate works
No regrets, this world of shit
it is a faith that they deserved

Transfiguration of souls
Merging into the dark ancient force
Blood is the thing he demands
Cause lord is avenger of the dead

Grasp your chance of resurection
Turn your mind to the dark direction
Join the war without hesitation
Show your all determination

Christians sign, the holy cross we turn it upside down
Sacrilege, we want to destroy the reign we dispise
Confinement of the holy man-we will bring them to heel
Our drive is to enter the hell and feel what daemons feel