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Trill Sammy – Nobody Lyrics

[Chorus: Trill Sammy]
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot
I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes
If she bad, know I’ma shoot, but my bitch don’t need no suit, yah
Ridin’ in the coupe, so high up, need a parachute
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)
I ain’t makin’ no deposits (no, no) I just ride with all this blue (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)

[Verse 1: Trill Sammy]
I woke up with a bag, now that bitch tryna’ come through
Now I’m up, got her mad, how the fuck I turn brand new?
Got all these racks in my bag, TSA won’t let me through
I carry cash, need no wallet, but I’m high as hell, like a co-pilot, yeah
I got plenty options, pull up, get the show poppin’
Look like money, so I talk it
Smokin’ OG, it got my coughin’, uh
Ksubi on my jeans, got red bottoms all in my closet
New Supreme, so much drip, don’t need no faucet

[Chorus: Trill Sammy]
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot
I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes
If she bad, know I’ma shoot, but my bitch don’t need no suit, yah
Ridin’ in the coupe, so high up, need a parachute
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)
I ain’t makin’ no deposits (no, no) I just ride with all this blue (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)

[Verse 2: 2-Tone]
Yeah, ay, 2-Tone, yeah
I can’t trust [?] cos’ all these niggas snakes, I know they watchin’
So I gotta’ keep the pole, won’t let ’em take none a’ my deposits
Lil bitch bad, but she be poppin’
She want bags, then she gon’ pop it
I want cash, they ain’t no option
All a’ them mad, just look at they pockets
Bust down 3 for 3
Your bitch wanna leave with me
Stuff the leaf with reefer
I can’t trust nobody, keep it on me, ain’t no losses
I still put promethazine in my 2 liter, yuh, yuh

[Chorus: Trill Sammy]
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot
I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes
If she bad, know I’ma shoot, but my bitch don’t need no suit, yah
Ridin’ in the coupe, so high up, need a parachute
I can’t trust nobody, so I just count up the loot (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)
I ain’t makin’ no deposits (no, no) I just ride with all this blue (I just spent 15, and put red bottoms on my shoes)

Aminé – Hungry Hippo (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
Let’s just
Let’s ju-
Let’s just do this and quit acting like
We ain’t got life
Let’s just do this
It’s the remix baby (let’s just do this)

[Chorus]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it”
Amine might just steal your girl
If you call me Trey Songz I don’t mind it
Trying, west side n***a I am
Liking, the way that you move
The way that you move
It’s the way that you move

[Verse]
I’m on south beach
Tryna leave
High as hell need vacancy
Got a flight that I gotta catch
So sober up for security
You know TSA don’t play
These rappers get the pj
But they don’t make pj weight
It’s sad cause it’s so fake
My nigga why you
Fucking your commas up?
Spending a grand on lunch
You gonna be broke with that kinda stuff
You ain’t even bought your mama shit
But you gotta spend cause you wanna look rich
This LA living got you changing
You out here shining on these niggas like you stainless
You out here ballin on these niggas, Calvin Cambridge
Aye tell me, is this life you live worth it?
Does the ice you rock make you painless?

[Outro]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it”

Key Glock – Maybach Lyrics

[Intro]
Sosa 808 got this bitch knockin’, nigga, ayy

[Chorus]
I jump out of the Maybach, Gucci flops and a wave cap
I got all my chains on, but they like, “Where your shirt at?”
Bitch, why you worried? I’m flexin’ on purpose (Yeah)
Killers in my circle (Yeah), two straps on me, Urkel (Fire)

[Verse 1]
Goon by the beam, bitch, we tote a lot of things (Yeah)
Young nigga eatin’, watch me floss my flawless teeth, uh (Yeah)
Benz limousine, S600 killed the scene, uh
Summertime fine, she sip wine, I sip lean, yeah
I get dough, Krispy Kreame (Dough), bitch, this hustlin’ in my genes
Grandma house with collard greens, yeah, you know your boy was eatin’ (Glizzock)
I been pimpin’ since a teen, can’t you tell? Look at my rings (Bitch)
And I’m only 21, goddamn near milly worth of bling, yeah
I just pulled up McLaren, got these hoes starin’ (Starin’)
Doors up, eye candy (What?), can’t park it so I land it
Bad bitch bandit, I want her so I smash it (Come here)
I make it look like magic, yeah, watch me Shaq Attack it (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I jump out of the Maybach, Gucci flops and a wave cap (Glizzock)
I got all my chains on, but they like, “Where your shirt at?” (What?)
Bitch, why you worried? I’m flexin’ on purpose (Yeah)
Killers in my circle, two straps on me, Urkel (Fire, fire)

[Verse 2]
Ooh, alley-oop, I pass that bitch right to the crew, yeah
Feel like Uncle Luke, I make these bitchess how they boobs, yeah
Creepin’ with your boo around 2, and the coupe go two somethin’
Yeah, bitch I be drippy, I be killin’ shit, I’m gruesome (Drip)
Just hopped out of the Maybach
High as fuck, where my shades at?
Eighty in my Louis bag, can’t call this a purse, jack
TSA with big racks, they like, “Where you work at?”
And I don’t want no verses, man, these niggas too wack (The fuck?)
Cappin’ and they fraud, that’s on God, yeah (On God), uh
Lil’ nigga livin’ extra large (Large), on God (On God)
And you know I keep that carbon in my car, yeah, on God (Fire)
In that big body, sometimes hard to park it, on God, yeah

[Chorus]
I jump out of the Maybach, Gucci flops and a wave cap
I got all my chains on, but they like, “Where your shirt at?” (Yeah)
Bitch, why you worried? (Bitch), I’m flexin’ on purpose (Flex)
Killers in my circle, two straps on me, Urkel (Fire)

NAV – Champion lyrics

(feat. Travis Scott)

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Ballin’ like I’m in the NBA
No, these racks cannot see TSA
They found me, now I have to relocate

[Chorus: Travis Scott & NAV]
Finna take off on spaceship (spaceship)
Dodgin’ these hoes like Matrix (Matrix)
Ain’t fuckin’ her unless she nameless
‘Cause the last two was too famous
We got that trophy like a champion
Fell asleep right on a jet, we gone
Big rings just like a champion
No TSA, hop on a jet, we gone

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Smash out
I call my ho and then I smash out
I brought my bros, let’s get this cash out
I in my mind drop the bag off (bag off)
I’m going top [?] ain’t no back off
Just bought a new crib of what was [?]
I drip my cup, I make it mad tall, mad tall
None of these hoes is basic, yeah
Grease stuck in my teeth like braces, yeah
VVSs, don’t need Lasik, yeah
Iced-out crosses, freezing Satan, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott & NAV]
Finna take off on spaceship (spaceship)
Dodgin’ these hoes like Matrix (Matrix)
Ain’t fuckin’ her unless she nameless
‘Cause the last two was too famous
We got that trophy like a champion
Fell asleep right on a jet, we gone
Big rings just like a champion
No TSA, hop on a jet, we gone

[Verse 2: NAV]
Fucked a famous girl to “Mask Off” (Molly, percocet)
Pop a bean an’ let the bags talk
Bought ten bottles on a last call (last call)
Flew a basic girl out from Alaska
Illegal alien inside my spaceship
Toosies on my shoosies, not no eight six
Get out my face, my pockets full of faces
Bust down gold AP, that’s not no stainless (yahh)
My Rollie told me what the day is
I like her ’cause she basic, she got braces
Her followers 100k, then she too famous
If she got a thousand, might make her my main bitch, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott & NAV]
Finna take off on spaceship (spaceship)
Dodgin’ these hoes like Matrix (Matrix)
Ain’t fuckin’ her unless she nameless
‘Cause the last two was too famous
We got that trophy like a champion
Fell asleep right on a jet, we gone
Big rings just like a champion
No TSA, hop on a jet, we gone
We got that trophy like a champion
Fell asleep right on a jet, we gone
Big rings just like a champion
No TSA, hop on a jet, we gone

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Ballin’ like I’m in the NBA
No, these rats cannot see TSA
They found me, now I have to relocate

Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj – The Way Life Goes (Remix) Lyrics


(Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert and Nicki Minaj)
That’s true, that’s right (Uzi)
She’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddar
Just talked to your homie she said we should be together
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her

(Verse 1: Nicki Minaj)
Now you beggin’ this a doozy
But beggars cannot by choosey
Been the queen for eight summers
Just tell them to call me Suzy
This that Nicki, this that Uzi
This Hennessy got me woozy
Broke the internet in 5411’s and some Gucci
The blue ribbons eating sushi
It’s that real good coochie
This that wet as Chattahoochee
F**k all y’all like a hoochie
Giving them bars since the teens
I ain’t going back to juvie
I am Nicki Yamaguchi
‘Cause I skate with the ice
I don’t say what’s the price
Lookin’ like it’s a heist
I been winning all my life
On a roll, it’s a dice
Since that Itty Bitty Piggy
Rep my city like comittees
If you f**ked it up with Nicki
You feel pretty f**king sh*tty (uh)
Anyway I’m stopping bags like the TSA
Listen up you little b*tches it’s a PSA
I’m still
You gotta pay me flat bread yeah the pita way

(Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert)
I know you’re sad and tired
You’ve got nothing left to give
You’ll find another life to live
I know that you’ll get over it

(Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert)
Wish I never ever ever told you things
I was only only trying to show you things
Iced out heart on your neck trying to froze your ring
I had to get a me a new b*tch to hold the pain
We was in Hawaii looking at the ring
She smiling happy but I’m laughing ’cause her man a lame
(broke boi, broke boi, broke boi, broke boi)
That just goes to show me money don’t attract a thing (real sh*t)
Stuck to the plan even though you used to go with my mans
Oh get over it

(Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert)
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it
You’ll find another life to live
I swear that you’ll get over it
I know you’re sad and tired
You’ve got nothing left to give
You’ll find another life to live
I know that you’ll get over it

(Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert)
I tied up my RAF you strapped up your Rick
Diamonds on your neck, ice all on my wrist
Complement my style
She don’t want me I’m running wild
You know I respect her on that level
She don’t want me then I’ma let her
Go over there with that broke fella
Walk off my Saint Laurent, that leather
My new chick I swear that she better
Want me back, never (ooh)

(Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert)
That’s true, that’s right
She’s sipping Moet, and yeah I swear it gets her wetter
My Louboutins new, so my bottoms, they is redder
No I’m not a rat but I’m all about my cheddar
Just talked to your homie she said we should be together
Gave me brain, was so insane that I made her my header
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her

(Chorus: Oh Wonder & Lil Uzi Vert)
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (woah)
You’ll find another life to live
I swear that you’ll get over it (you’ll get over it)
I know it hurts sometimes but you’ll get over it (no,no)
You’ll find another life to live (you will)
I know that you’ll get over it (oh)

(Outro: Nicki Minaj)
You’ll get over it
I know that you’ll get over it
I know it’s over
Check out my cold shoulder (nothing left to give)
I know its over
(?) (You’ll get over it)

We used be
Kissing in the tree
Member it was just you and me
Kissing in the tree
Member it was you was just you and me

From First To Last – I Don’t Wanna Live In The Real World lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wake up, turn on my TV,
Never thought my shampoo could kill me.
I walk outside, look up to the sky,
So many chem-trails are passing by.

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world.
Government mind control, MK Ultra,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, Miley Cyrus.
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, Miley Cyrus.

[Verse 2]
Friday cruising on the freeway,
Glen beck says Jesus can save me.
Well shit, that’d be pretty nice cause this feels like hell,
Hey, Matt, I hear Guantanamo has pretty comfy cells
I wish I could get taken by an alien race,
But I don’t think that I could get through TSA.
I just wanna watch porno,
Without the NSA flagging me.

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world.
Fluoride water, foreign drone strikes,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, fuck Monsanto.
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, Miley Cyrus.

I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world.
Mainstream media, praise and worship,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, Fox news channel

I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world.

I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
Government mind control, MK Ultra,
Blah, blah, blah, blah, Miley Cyrus.

I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
I don’t wanna live in the real world,
(Blah, blah, blah, blah, Miley Cyrus.)

Ab-Soul – INvocation Lyrics

Say hip hop (hip hop)
Say hip hop (hip hop)

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
L.A. I pray the Lord my soul’s a G
H, wait if I OD before I wake
I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
Godbody
Cuz He is and I am Him (Soulo)
Yes He is and I am Him (Soulo)
He is and I am him (Soulo)
They ain’t me and I ain’t them

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
They say pussy and paper is poetry power and pistols
Nuclear power plants and missiles, real warfare
This where the wealthy need welfare
How many mortal men knowing healthcare
My cautious conscience give me nightmares
I stopped dreaming many eons ago tho
I paid my dues and rocked the bells like Quasimodo
On the low tho, Soulo only artist on crown without a solo album in the stores tho
I got my opinions
What do you suggest?
I’ts been a drill to be ill, you ain’t really sick
Who you a-mucinex?

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
H, wait, if I OD before I wake
I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
Godbody
Cuz He is and I am Him (Soulo)
Yes He is and I am Him (Soulo)
He is and I am him (Soulo)
They ain’t me and I ain’t them

Muthafuck the government
Muthafuck the system
Muthafuck you, I’m just living..

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Ay man, I’m a sorta a rock and a hard place
Like a guitar in the Hard Rock Cafe
They argue about me in barber shops when I got cropped
Hmm… What a paradox
I’m borderline crazy with a stamped up passport
Getting past TSA with shit stashed, smelling like a hundred ashtrays
Little white kids asking for my autograph
Hey man, I’m off half a xan, off to my aircraft

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
H, wait, if I OD before I wake
I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
Godbody
Cuz he is and I am him (Soulo)
Yes he is and I am him (Soulo)
He is and I am him (Soulo)
They ain’t me and I ain’t them

Muthafuck the government
Muthafuck the system
Muthafuck you

So I say, so I say, so I say, catch another plane
Represent my hood in every state up in the USA
I’m feeling good today, feeling good to be from [?]
I had to do it

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
Back to the music, back to the fact I’m actually stupid
Stupid meaning genius, come suck Jesus’ penis on Venus
Back to reality, sadly I’m actually Jewish
Or whatever you wish to call me, I don’t wanna offend nobody (l’chaim)
Just remind them all, that it’s real
Like when the Ark of the Covenant is still
Foolish humans this is faith without the H
The work is never done dummy, the lazy will be late
A stewardess who was familiar with my music said: “You must be living the life”
I looked at her with my red eyes like:
“I ain’t going on no vacation
I ain’t going on no vacation
I ain’t going on no vacation
‘Till I fulfill my vocation”

[Hook: Ab-Soul]
A.L. Now I lay me down to sleep
L.A. I pray the lord my soul’s a G
H, wait, if I OD before I wake
I pray I resurrect with a hangover on the third day
Godbody
Cuz he is and I am him (Soulo)
Yes he is and I am him (Soulo)
He is and I am him (Soulo)
They ain’t me and I ain’t them (Soulo)