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[Intro]
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Hahaha
Leggo
[Verse 1]
Yellow model chick, yellow bottle sippin'
Yellow Lamborghini, yellow top missin'
Yeah, yeah, that shit look like a toupée
I get what you get in ten years in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi
And them suicide doors, hari-kari
[Chorus]
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh'fucka
[Verse 2]
Lil' nigga, bigger than gorilla
'Cause I'm killin' every nigga that can try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops, I said "On my dick"
I ain't really mean to say "On my dick"
But since we talkin' about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
[Interlude]
Ayo, Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rollin'
When you're doin' that thing over there, homie
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let's go
[Verse 3]
'Cause I'm feelin' like I'm runnin'
And I'm feelin' like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day (Go)
See, they really really wanna pop me (Blow)
Just know that you will never flop me (Oh)
And I know that I can be a little cocky (No)
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come, a nigga gotta set it
Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it (Woo)
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that
Any little thing a nigga think that he be doin' (Ooh-ooh)
'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da (Damn)
Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything
A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing, I gotta do a lotta things
That make it clearer to a couple niggas that I always win
And then I gotta get it again and again and then again
And I be doin' it to death
And now I move a little foul, a nigga better call a ref
And everybody know my style and niggas know that I'm the best
When it come to doin' this and I be bangin' on my chest
And I bang in the East and I'm bangin' in the West
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next? (Let's go)
See the way we on and then we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace
And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin'
And we always gotta do it, take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it (Have it)
[Chorus]
Look at me now, look at me now (Oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Oh), look at me now (Yeah)
Fresher than a muh'fucka
[Verse 4]
Man, fuck these bitch-ass niggas
How y'all doin'? I'm Lil Tunechi
I'm a nuisance, I go stupid
I go dumb like the Three Stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit
No, I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies
In my jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater
Got money on my radar, dressed like a skater
Got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said "shoot 'em," and I said "okay"
If you on that bullshit, then I'm like, "Olé"
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag and my flag red
I'm outta my head, bitch, I'm outta my mind
From the bottom, I climb, you ain't hotter than mine
Nope, not on my time and I'm not even tryin'
What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five
And if they trippin', fuck 'em, five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive
These niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
CîROC and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I been tight since Guiding Light
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma's nice, and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild
Been here for a while, I was like, "Fuck trial"
I puts it down, I'm so Young Money
If you got eyes, look at me now, bitch
[Chorus]
Look at me now, look at me now (Haha, oh)
I'm gettin' paper
Look at me now (Haha, oh), look at me now (Yeah)
I'm fresher than a muh'fucka
[Outro]
Okay
Okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a muh'fuc— | Look at Me Now | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
[Verse 1]
Ayy
Trips that you plan for the next whole week
Bands too long for a nigga so cheap
And your flex OD, and your sex OD
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got (Yeah)
Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin'
You just took it off the lot, no mileage
Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent
Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent
Flew the coop at seventeen, no guidance
You be stayin' low, but you know what the vibes is
Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest
Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you poppin', yeah
[Chorus]
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it
[Verse 2]
Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin (Ayy)
No nine-to-five, put the work in
Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me, you're perfect
Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl (Oh-oh)
You got it, girl, you got it, girl (Ooh)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games
Fuck around, give you my last name (Oh)
Know you tired of the same damn thing
That's okay 'cause, baby, you
[Chorus]
You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)
[Verse 3]
You the only one I'm tryna make love to, pickin' and choosin'
They ain't really love you, runnin' game, usin'
All your stupid exes, they gon' call again
Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in
Don't let them niggas try you, test your patience
Tell 'em that it's over, ain't no debatin' (Uh)
All you need is me playin' on your playlist
You ain't gotta be frustrated
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games (Oh)
Fuck around, give you my last name (My last name, oh)
Know you tired of the same damn thing (Same damn thing)
That's okay 'cause, baby, you
[Chorus]
You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)
I don't wanna
[Post-Chorus]
Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (Yeah)
Hopefully, we don't have no babies (Ooh)
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
You got it, girl, you got it
Oh
[Verse 4]
Play no games (No)
Freaky (Freaky)
I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me (Woo-woo)
You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie (No, sweet)
Sweet like Pearland, sweet like Peachtree (Like that)
I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me (No, yeah, I like that)
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
Seen it on the 'Gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami
I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely
(I don't, I don't)
But you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me
(I don't, I don't)
I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (No)
Good to have me on your side, I ain't sayin' that you need me (Yeah-yeah)
Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy (No, no-no)
I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me
'Cause I don't wanna (No) play no games, play no games
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
I don't wanna play no games, play no games
(I don't, I don't)
[Outro]
I don't, I don't
No | No Guidance | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
I need you, I need you
I need you, I need you
I need you, I need you (Lemme see)
I need you, I need you
[Chorus]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down
Screamin' like ayo
I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
We poppin' like ayo
Ayo, ayo
But don't be actin' like I need you
[Verse 1]
Ha!
Ayy, babe, this my new shit (Shit)
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missin' (Missin')
If it don't make dollars, don't make sense (Sense)
Z (Z), wake up like I gotta get it (Get it)
And I got an engine full of trunk space
I get money three ways, fuckin' bitches three ways
Seven different foreigns, plus she's no hablé
But I make that bitch walk for some cheesecake (Cheesecake)
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Lookin' in the mirror like I wish I can be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'ma eat it (Eat it), I'ma eat it (Eat it)
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she my wife for the weekend (For the weekend)
But don't be actin' like I need you
[Chorus]
'Cause we poppin' like ayo (Ha! Yeah)
All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down
Screamin' like ayo
I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
We poppin' like ayo
Ayo, we poppin' like ayo
But don't be actin' like I need you
[Verse 2]
I'm in the Rolls, you don't roll right (Roll right)
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light (Yeah)
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike (Ha!)
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fuckin'
Money, decision-makin', only worried 'bout stuntin'
She worried 'bout me, her nigga worried 'bout cuffin'
I wanna see her body (Body)
Then she said, "Get inside of me
I wanna feel you, baby" (Yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We lovin', she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fuckin', she thuggin'
Gettin' loud
[Chorus]
'Cause we poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down
Screamin' like ayo
I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
We poppin' like ayo
Ayo (Huh, look), we poppin' like ayo
But don't be actin' like I need you (Alright)
[Verse 3]
Now, now I can spot your bitch from a mile away ('Way)
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
Uh, you losin' money, I win mills, Dr. J (J)
She gon' to follow my lead, Simon Says
Paper, paper, I'm ridin' 'scrapers in California ('Fornia)
Car smell like ammonia, we got that stank on us
Never been a Outkast, that stank on ya
From the ghetto but my bitch like Apollonia
We in the hood, tatted like a Mexican
Car too fast, give a fuck about pedestrians
Uh, and my section less niggas, more lesbians
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
[Chorus]
Yeah, we poppin' like ayo (Ha! Yeah)
All my bitches got real hair chillin' with the top down (Yeah)
Screamin' like ayo
I'ma take her ass down if she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga, left the roof at home
We poppin' like ayo
Ayo, ayo
But don't be actin' like I need you
[Outro]
Yeah, this that fly shit (I need you)
King shit only
Drop top, no roof, ha!
(I need you) | Ayo | Chris Brown |
[Verse 1]
I need your body in ways
That you don't understand, but I'm losin' my patience
'Cause we been goin' over and over again
Girl, I just wanna take you home
And get right to it
Know I gotta kiss it, baby
Give it to me, lick it, lick it inside and out
You know that I just wanna make love
Want you to scream and shout
And baby, when I'm deep in it now
I'ma slow it down, 'cause ain't no speed limit
When we're movin' at the speed of sound
We gon' turn all the way up when the lights down
Why your pussy so damn good, miss lady?
Go and put that booty up, baby, one on one
You know I'ma go crazy when your legs in the air
You know your panties never gettin' in the way
You know I kinda like it, when you make me work for it (Ow!)
[Chorus]
Ayy you girl, with all di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom-shakalaka (Boom), boom-shakalaka (Boom)
We don't need nobody watchin' us (Yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Lickin' your private parts (Boom-shakalaka)
And I know you love your privacy (Hahaha)
[Verse 2]
You don't need a shower, you already wet
Know that pussy power, tellin' me, I ain't ready yet
I say, "Fuck it," face my fears, baby
When I lick it, I put tears in it
Put my face in it, eat it like a dinner date
You know I love foreplay, 12 Play, everything
Know my lovin' don't change
I don't really give a fuck what a hater say
'Cause you fine, baby
And it's alright 'cause you're all mine, baby (Ooh-ooh)
Girl, I'ma let you get crazy (Ow!)
[Chorus]
Ayy you girl, with all di tight up skirt
Get that ass in the bed, I'ma lock the door
Shake that ass like boom-shakalaka (Boom), boom-shakalaka (Boom)
We don't need nobody watchin' us (Yikes!)
No eyes but your eyes
Ain't nobody here but you and me
Lickin' your private parts (Boom-shakalaka)
And I know you love your privacy
[Verse 3]
Baby, I promise I won't tell nobody
Just long as you let me hit it like every night
I could give a fuck ‘bout the club 'cause that pussy tight
Do a split on it, drop it, baby, show you right
I'ma split your weave, then you askin' me to stay the night
Whipped cream on your titties, then you suckin' on my dick with ice
Oh, my God, oh, my God, my bitch get me right
Ain't gotta pay for that pussy, my dick can change your life
I'm tired of missionary, wanna see you on your face
Put that ass up in the air, I'm lovin' how that pussy taste
Damn, on your side, on your side
Stop runnin' from this dick, I ain't 'bout to let you slide this time (Ow!)
[Outro]
Privacy
Boom-shakalaka
Hahaha | Privacy | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
'Til we get it
I'ma get it
'Til we get it
'Til we get it
I'ma get it
'Til we get it
[Verse 1]
You say all you need is consistent love
When I try, I swear it's never enough, I messed up
Maybe this thing here just ain't meant for us
Baby, you let go and I pull you back
I let go, you ain't havin' that
[Pre-Chorus]
We do it like rock stars (Oh)
Sexin' in my hotel room and we so loud
Higher than a smoke cloud (Oh)
Shades on, doin' ninety-five with the top down
I might sound crazy (Oh)
'Cause we be goin' back and forth
One minute I hate you, then I love you
That's how it is
[Chorus]
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more
('Til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it)
'Til we get it ('Til we get it)
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more
(I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('Til we get it)
'Til we get it (I'ma get it)
(Turn up)
[Verse 2]
Why is it all so complicated?
Baby, this should be simple, it's turnin' me mental
But when you back it up, it really drives me crazy
And you know what I'm into
Make me forget what we arguin' about, ayy
[Chorus]
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more (Oh, no)
('Til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it, ayy)
'Til we get it ('Til we get it), we get it right
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more (More)
(I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('Til we get it, yeah)
'Til we get it (I'ma get it)
(Yo, turn up)
[Verse 3]
He don't know me but he settin' up to blow me, uh
Said my Twitter picture 'mind him of Naomi, uh
On the low, I used to holler at his homie, uh
Fuck it, now I'm 'bout to ride him like a pony, yeah
Okay, thug prolly, yo, come polly
He wanna fuck a bad Dolly and pop molly
I hope your pockets got a motherfuckin' pot belly
Or is it that you never ball? John Salley
He had the Rolls in the Royce, the tone in his voice
Don't want a good girl, nah, hoes is his choice
D-D-Dick on H, p-p-p-pussy on W
Mouth on open, a-a-ass on smother you
A-A-Ass on the cover too, Elle Magazine
Vroom, vroom, vroom, get gasoline
Could I be your wife? Naw, we could bang though
I got these niggas whipped, call me Django (If we)
[Chorus]
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more (Oh-oh)
('Til we get it)
I'ma get it (I'ma get it, I'ma get it)
'Til we get it ('Til we get it)
'Til we get it right, we gon' fuck some more (Right, we gon' love some more, some more)
(I'ma get it)
I'ma get it ('Til we get it, yeah)
'Til we get it (I'ma get it) | Love More | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Young Mula, baby
(Let me see)
Haha
You thought it was over?
(Let me see)
[Verse 1]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she'd rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes, she be mine by halftime
I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everythin' but trust these hoes (Let me see)
CB, fuck with me
[Chorus]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
[Refrain]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
[Verse 2]
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay with me
Eyes closed, smokin' marijuana
Rollin' up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs (Drugs)
Smoke weed, get drunk (Wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers (Let me see)
[Chorus]
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Nothin', no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (No, they ain't)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see
[Verse 3]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (Right away)
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no, girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
[Refrain]
Just got rich (Got rich)
Took a broke nigga bitch (Yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches (Girl, it's you)
[Chorus]
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Yeah-yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (No, nothin', no-woah)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh-oh-oh-no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, let me see
[Verse 4]
(Ha) Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger, so my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switchin' four lanes
With the top down screamin' out, "Money ain't a thing" (Ha)
Ha, me and CB in the Bay with her (Bay with her)
I sent her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats like I'm a fuckin' vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a redbone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck, she know I got a check
Do it too good when she ride that dick (Woo)
Man, I wouldn't trust that bitch, no (Haha)
[Bridge]
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me somethin'
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me somethin'
You done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothin' (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, let me see)
[Chorus]
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah, woo)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah-yeah, let me see (Woo)
(Uh-huh)
When a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, yeah)
And your nigga can't do nothin' for ya (Oh-woah-oh)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (They be playin' games, yeah)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh)
Yeah-yeah, let me see
[Outro]
Yeah, let me see
Yeah-ah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Let me see | Loyal | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Oh, no, babe
Yeah-yeah
Baby, you
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Yeah
[Verse 1]
If you leave this time, I fear that you'll be gone for good, so
And I hold on like leaves in fall to what is left
Said her father left her young and he said he'll be back
With that same tone that you just said you'll stay forever with
[Chorus]
Ooh
It seems that all the autumn leaves are fallin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I feel like you're the only reason for it
Ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
Ooh-ooh-ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
Ooh
It seems that you're the only reason for it
[Verse 2]
I've been bleedin' in your silence, I feel safer in your violence
I hold on like leaves in fall to what is left
Before I sleep, I talk to God, he must be mad with me, it's karma
I'm confused who I'll spend my forever with, oh-oh-oh
[Chorus]
Ooh
It seems that all the autumn leaves are fallin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I feel like you're the only reason for it
Ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
Ooh-ooh-ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
[Verse 3]
So the iceberg never broke
And I poked at it, and I poked at it, and I poked at it, and I poked (And I poked)
And I poked at it, but it stayed stagnant
Then I poked at it some more (Some more)
And in my notepad, man, I wrote (Man, I wrote)
If I don't have it, if I don't grab it
If it don't chip, then a toe tag is one last, I'ma hope (I'ma hope)
So iceberg, don't float (Don't float)
If I do manage to do damage to you, dammit
It'll be grand as ten Grammies on my granite
Still standin' with a note (With a note)
That read, ''Granted, don't you panic''
When you make mistakes the most (The most)
One day, it'll make you grow (You grow)
When you outlandish and you lose manners
To God, you shall consult (Consult)
When the bright cameras are still crammin' in your face
And it provoke (Provoke)
You to act mannish, just stay planted
'Cause you reapin' what you sow
Keep (Keep) positivity in your heart and (And)
Keep a noose from 'round your throat and (And)
When you get mad, and when you poke at it
When you poke it at, just note, man
The iceberg is a reflection of you when you renew your vision
Just think, if it had sunk Titanic
The fuck it would do to a critic, my nigga?
(Ooh-ooh)
Yeah, yeah
Tell me, when thugs cry, do you hear 'em, Lord?
(Ooh-ooh)
Do you hear 'em, Lord? Do you hear 'em?
And if my ship go down, tell me, who will abort?
And they won't let me live, even with remorse that I give
When they gon' rejoice and forgive, tell me how I stay positive
(Ooh-ooh)
When they never see good in me
Even though I got hood in me
Don't mean he won't redeem me, Lord
[Chorus]
It seems that all the autumn leaves are fallin'
Ooh-ooh-ooh
I feel like you're the only reason for it
Ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
Ooh-ooh-ooh
All the things you do, all the things you do, all the things you do
Ooh
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh
Ooh | Autumn Leaves | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Young Mula, baby!
Haha, you thought it was over?
[Verse 1]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart when she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch when she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)
[Chorus]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Verse 2]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana
Rolling up the Bob Marley, I'm a Rasta
She wanna do drugs (Drugs)
Smoke weed, get drunk (Wasted)
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers (Let me see)
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothing, no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (No, they ain't)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Verse 3]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it, right away
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no, girl
All this money in the air, I wanna see you dance
Just got rich (Got rich)
Took a broke nigga's bitch (Yeah)
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches (Girl, it's you)
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Yeah, yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No, nothing, oh no)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh-oh-oh no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see
[Verse 4]
(Haaan!) Once Cîroc in the system
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck them, will I diss them?
That's what they be yellin'
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
I don't chase 'em, I replace 'em (Haaan!)
LVs, Hermes, Dolces
Them hoes, ain't loyal, man, they rotate
School me to the game, now I know my duty
Put her in the Lotus
She was ridin' in that hoopty (Whoop!)
Fuck that bitch, I got my own ho
Fuck your weed, I got my own smoke
Had to put my mink back on
Tell that bitch, put her ring back on (Bling)
Montana!
[Bridge]
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl, why you frontin'?
Baby, show me something
You done spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see)
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Want you, baby, babe, woo!)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Can't nothing for you)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Oh, no)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see (Woo!)
Uh-huh, when a rich nigga want you (Yeah, want you, baby)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh, woah-oh)
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (They be playing games, yeah)
Woah, these hoes ain't loyal
Oh, yeah, yeah, let me see
[Outro]
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh, these hoes ain't loyal (Let me see) | Loyal (East Coast Version) | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Ow!
[Chorus]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh-oh, baby
[Post-Chorus]
(Let me, babe, ooh)
Just tryna change your life
(Let me, babe)
I'm just tryna change your life
(Let me, babe, ooh)
Just tryna change your life
(Let me, babe)
Oh-oh, baby
[Verse 1]
Bitch, you out of line, why you waste my time?
I'm tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eye
I know she playin' both sides, that bitch tellin' lies
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
Them hatin' bitches kill the vibe, fuck it, live your life
Bad bitches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
Ten bad bitches on my side, make 'em all my wife
Smokin' on the finest ganja, she like China white
Poppin' all these pills, she say she used to it
She wanna go way up, okay, baby, if you're used to it
And I know that you a grown woman
And I know that you know what you're doin'
[Chorus]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet (Yeah, I-I-I, I am)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh-oh, baby
[Verse 2]
I'm a king, baby
You from the hood, but you a queen, baby
Ass fat, it can't even fit in them jeans, baby
Matchin' Wraith with the stars, baby
I'm a street nigga, I'm supposed to really be behind bars, baby
Really wanna be faithful but this shit hard, baby
Yeah, I got the pussy first and then I ignored you (Ignored you)
You fuck another nigga, you ain't loyal (Loyal)
I told you bring a friend, this shit gettin' borin' (Borin')
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
I'm a gangsta, I can make her wet-wet, turn her to a pool (Splash)
She help me count the money in the trap, then she go back to school (School, school, school)
If a nigga ever play with bae, shit, it's breakin' news (Pow)
She got fifty pointers on her neck, Pateks, that's matchin' jewels
[Chorus]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (Yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (Ayy, yeah, yeah, wet)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (Yeah, wet, wet)
Wet, wet, oh-oh, baby (Wet, wet-wet-wet, wet, wet, wet)
[Verse 3]
I just wanna show you off, I don't wanna do you wrong
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the flyest of 'em all?
I get money when I want, I can fuck her if I want
Baby, you can take it off, I'm that nigga with the sauce (Ayy, yeah)
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can't remember what it cost (Ayy, yeah)
Bitch, I'm feelin' like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (Ayy, yeah)
You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
Now I know I can break you off, come and let me break you off
If you ever wanna fuck, can I be the one you call?
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
I was gonna change your life, girl, but I don't wanna break your heart
[Verse 4]
I can change your whole sauce, you a lil' mo' spicy (Yeah)
Now you dealin' with a boss, I might treat you rightly (Nah)
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin' icy (Ayy)
You keep hangin' 'round me, baby, you'll start talkin' like me
Got my own lingo, I could change your whole lil' ego
I be swimmin' in the money, baby, whish torpedo
I ain't like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo (Uh)
I'ma call you back, I'm with my niggas shootin' cee-lo
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavy
Now you glamorous, I'm out your element
I'm too reckless for you, girl, it's evident | Pills & Automobiles | Chris Brown |
[Produced by Kevin McCall]
[Verse 1]
All that bullshit's for the birds
You ain't nothin' but a vulture-ure-ure-ure
Always hoping for the worst
Waitin' for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That know just what I need, she know just what I mean
When I tell her, "Keep it drama free"
Woah-woah
(Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Chu-Chuckin' up them deuces
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Yeah, yeah, told you that I'm leaving, deuces
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Woah, woah
I know you mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finna throw them deuces up
[Chorus]
I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces)
I'm moving on to somethin' better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye)
[Verse 2]
Uh, used to be Valentines, together all the time
Thought it was true love, but you know women lie
It's like I sent my love with a text two times
Call 'cause I care, but I ain't get no reply (No reply)
Tryna see eye to eye, but it's like we both blind
Fuck it, let's hit the club, I rarely sip but pour me some
'Cause when it's all said and done
I ain't gon' be the one that she can always run to
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I hate liars, fuck love, I'm tired of tryin'
My heart big, but it beat quiet
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I don't never feel like we vibin'
'Cause every time we alone, it's a awkward silence
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
So leave your keys on the kitchen counter
And give me back that ruby ring with the big diamond
Shit, it's over, what you trippin' for?
I don't wanna have to let you go
But, baby, I think it's better if I let you know
[Chorus]
I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work, no (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye)
Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, oh-oh, deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye to her, yeah (Say bye-bye)
[Verse 3]
Look, my shawty always on some bullshit like Chicago
So I flip that middle finger and the index finger follow
Deuces, we ain't got no future in tomorrow
I'm a dick, so it shouldn't be that hard to swallow
The other chick I'm with never complainin'
She make me wanna leave the one I'm with, Usher Raymond
Prolly didn't register, don't trip, later on, it will
Shorty full of drama, like Gangsta Gri-zills
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I finally noticed it, it finally hit me
Like Tina did Ike in the limo, it finally hit me
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
I got a new chick, and she ain't you
She Paula Patton thick, she give me déjà vu
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
And all that attitude, I don't care about it
But all that shit I do for her, you gon' hear about it
Breezy rep two up, two down
But I'm just puttin' two up, chuckin' up the deuce now (Oh!)
[Chorus]
I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her, oh-oh (Deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better (Better, baby)
No more tryna make it work, hey (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, say, say)
Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye, bye-bye, deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye (Say bye-bye)
Say bye-bye (Say bye-bye, say, say)
Say bye-bye to her (Say bye-bye), deuces | Deuces | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac
[Verse 1]
All that bullshit's for the birds
You ain't nothin' but a vulture-ure-ure-ure
Always hoping for the worst
Waitin' for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
That know just what I need, she know just what I mean
When I tell her, "Keep it drama free"
(Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Woah-woah
Chu-Chuckin' up them deuces
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Yeah, yeah, told you that I'm leaving, deuces
(Oh-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah-woah)
Woah, woah
I know you mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finna throw them deuces up
[Verse 2]
What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed
I'm waitin' in my hotel room
Seems like we're arguin' more and it's gettin' less romantic
Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
But I'll fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will
I'll fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's amazin' still
I might just put up with the arguin' and stay, for real
You lookin' bad, girl, for goodness sakes
You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days, well, girl, that makes two of us
Our timin' is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part about the fuckin' business is mindin' your own
Uh, and every time I try and break it off
We just yell until we're tired, then I break you off
It's useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around
[Verse 3]
Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold like Michigan
Ayy, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin', but I guess that you ain't listenin'
Rather run around with them nothin'-ass bitches then
Go on, got me hot, smokin' like a chimney
We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies
Deep inside it's killin' me, but soon it's gon' be killin' you
To see her in that two-seater, know that's gon' hurt your feelings, boo
Ah-ha, didn't you think you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go, released into the wind begin, again
And deuces I must throw ya, peace
[Verse 4]
You know what, yo? You a bitch
You should have a travel agent, 'cause you a trip
You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit
But all you got is some fuckin' issues, you fuckin' bitch
I hate niggas, but I love your mom
Give her a kiss for me, her second son
Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
You gon' be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever
Girl seducers, they come in deuces
But when I cut 'em off, they always become a nuisance
Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch (Haha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
So when you talk 'bout, “You know who”
I don't know who you talkin' 'bout
[Verse 5]
Accordin' to my old bish, I be on some new ish
She was on some old ish, now I got a new bish
Think I give two ish? You ain't gonna do ish
Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces
If you knew better, you'd do better
Wanna give the middle finger, but I got two better
So you gon' diss me even though you know it's wrong
Know you gon'miss me a little when I'm gone
Drizzy voice
Now I'm ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy Royce
Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
I'm 'bout my business, boys, plus I make paper
Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper (Nice)
Oh, you talkin', what about?
If it ain't how I kept you studded out
You might as well shut your mouth
You'll never score another me, I'll shut it out
Act like there's gum in your hair, girl, cut it out
[Verse 6]
Got a pocket full of hunnids, she the only one that's missin'
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it (Ugh!)
Got a racin' Lamborghini half my homies scared to drive
Haters better put their heads down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I'm talkin' ballers slang
R-O-Z-A-Y on the wall in that Hall of Fame (Maybach Music, Ugh!)
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself
[Verse 7]
The farewell email (Yeah) from a female (Yeah)
But I'm a playa, ain't gonna tell you all the details (Ahem)
What it entails is hard to say like sellin' seashells
By the seashore, but she's not a bore
But neither a whore, who needs to know more
The kind you can't ignore, but want to open the door for
Or run in your favorite store
And leave with all them shoppin' bags and half of it ain't yours
I did things for her, ain't rich, ain't poor
I wanted to do more, but hell, I just ain't know her
Well enough to know if this is all that she came for
But enough to know tonight, excited, she came four
Times to my cousin house to see if I was there
Get your minds out the gutter, man
We out here tryna have a good time
And here I am, all heavy with the words where
Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But, shit, they asked for it
It's hard to throw up the deuces
'Cause when you know it's juicy
You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses
Chase Cabooses 'til the track gone
I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin' sad songs
[Chorus]
I'm on some new shit
I'm chuckin' my deuces up to her (Deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye
Say bye-bye
Say bye-bye to her (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye-bye
Say bye-bye
Say bye-bye to her | Deuces (Remix) | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
(Oh, yeah)
(Oh, yeah)
[Verse 1]
You ain't the girl that you used to be
You say you're done, you're movin' on
This ain't the world that it used to be
Looks like you've won, looks like you've won
Sick of leavin' messages on your cell
A true lover, but when I'm not there
Girl, you had somebody that really cared
How you fuck it up, girl, it's not fair
[Chorus]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waitin' for my love to break up (Oh-woah)
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Actin' like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh, yeah
That grass ain't greener on the other side (It, it ain't green)
Oh, yeah (It ain't green)
[Verse 2]
Seems like ain't nothin' cool about bein' real (No)
No one's honest about what they feel
Take a ho and try to treat her well
She'll be back up at the club again (I, huh)
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
'Less I know for sure that you're vibin' with me
You do what you want with somebody else
I'm gone, baby
[Chorus]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waitin' for my love to break up (Oh-woah)
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Actin' like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
I been there, oh, yeah, I been there
That grass ain't greener on the other side (I, it, it ain't green)
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah, it ain't green)
[Verse 3]
My homie said I need to stop it
My momma said, "Bitches be watchin' you
They gon' put their hand all in your pocket
For the credit card that's in your wallet"
Drinkin' liquor when we celebratin'
Calculatin' all my funds
Tryna get a nigga take the condom off
'Cause she want that tax every month (Woo)
I know what you want, but you're not gon' get it
Take my kindness for weakness when you act sadity
Keepin' it one hunnid ain't your forté
You used to be
[Chorus]
You used to be the one to talk to on the side
Waitin' for my love to break up (Oh-woah)
It's crazy how your ass can walk through every night
Actin' like you been a player
That grass ain't greener on the other side
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)
That grass ain't greener on the other side (Yeah-yeah, it, it ain't green)
Oh, yeah, other side (It ain't green) | Grass Ain’t Greener | Chris Brown |
[Produced by Count Justice]
[Verse 1]
There can be one only you, woah-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And baby, God could never make two, woah, na-na-na (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I know you came here with your crew, woah-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
But I promise you that it feels like it's just us two, uh-huh (Oh-oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, I don't know what you had planned to do tonight (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
But I just wanna be the one to do you right, right (Oh-oh)
When we're standin' here, lookin' at each other, baby, eye to eye (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I'm hopin' that you're thinkin' 'bout leavin' with me tonight
[Chorus]
Who said you can't find love in the club?
'Cause I wanna tell them they wrong
Come on, just, baby, try a new thing
And let's spark a new flame
You gon' be my baby (Yes)
Love me, love you crazy (Yes)
Tell me if you with it (Yes)
Baby, come and get it
Baby, try a new thing (Usher, baby)
And let's spark a new flame
Breezy, let me holla at her
Yeah, man, listen
[Verse 2]
I can't believe you came here all alone
Baby girl, where's your lover?
Oh, it don't really matter
'Cause I got plans to get to know you better, yeah
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Let's make what we got here last forever, uh
Girl, 'cause I don't wanna let you go, never (Oh-oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't know what you had planned to do tonight (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Girl, I just wanna be the one to do you right, right (Oh-oh)
When we're standin' here, lookin' at each other, baby, eye to eye (Oh, yeah-yeah, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Baby, I hope that you're thinkin' 'bout leavin' with me tonight
[Chorus]
Who said you can't find love in the club? (Love, oh)
'Cause I wanna tell them they wrong (Oh, woah-oh, tell them that they wrong)
Come on, just, baby, try a new thing (Try a new thing, hey)
And let's spark a new flame (Oh, yeah, yeah)
You gon' be my baby (Yes, oh)
Love me, love you crazy (Yes, crazy)
Tell me if you with it (Yes, with it)
Baby, come and get it
Girl, just try a new thing (Gonna spark it up, baby, try a new thing)
And let's spark a new flame
She know what time it is, Chris, yeah
(M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music)
[Verse 3]
Home plate, World Series, how a nigga slidin' in her (Ugh)
Baby, I'm a boss, I'm talkin' George Steinbrenner
Panamera, Yogi Berra, my two-seater, Derek Jeter
Got more stripes than all these niggas
Babe Ruth ballin' in a Beamer (Woo)
Collar on my Polo (Woo), kisses on my necklace (Agh)
All my diamonds watchin', now my watches gettin' jealous (Haha)
Smokin' on a bomb in my autographed LeBron's
Yeah, she told me I'm the one, that's when I only hit it once
M-M-M-M-M-Maybach Music
[Chorus]
Who said you can't find love in the club? (No)
'Cause I wanna tell them they wrong (Baby)
Come on, just, baby, try a new thing (New thing, baby)
And let's spark a new flame (Baby)
You gon' be my baby (Yes, be mine)
Love me, love you crazy (Yes)
Tell me if you with it (Yes)
Baby, come and get it
Baby, try a new thing
And let's spark a new flame | New Flame | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Oh (Yeah)
Hey, oh
It's Breezy (ISM)
U-S-H-E-R
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
King shit, nigga, uh
[Chorus]
Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry (Woah, yeah)
Hunnid on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari (Watch it)
Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party (Watch it)
When I'm with my clique, we know how to party (Ha, yeah, watch it)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (We know, we know)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (We know how, yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Oh, let's go)
[Verse 1]
Bitches dancin' naked in my livin' room (Yeah, ooh)
She straight out of college, just turned twenty-two (Two)
Girl, get your money up, I ain't even mad at you (Skrrt)
Got you all on me, makin' these niggas catchin' attitudes (Woo!)
Tell 'em don't start it, my niggas retarded
Fuck the judge and the sentence (Yeah), huh, I got a good lawyer (Haha)
I got a few girls on the way, baby girl, you ain't leavin'
It's my birthday with the cake, fuck it up and let me eat it (Ow! Haha)
[Chorus]
Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry (Aw, yeah)
Hunnid on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari (Jumpin' out the 'Rari, yeah)
Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party (Oh)
When I'm with my clique, we know how to party (Ooh)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, we know how to party)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (We know, we know, we know)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I just got the ring, I think I deserve a toast (Yeah-yeah)
Shout out to my team, w-w-we be out there doin' the most (Yeah, the most)
Girl, come to my place (Place), but don't bring no clothes (Clothes, naked)
Let's get dirty, babe, baby, drop it low (Yeah-yeah)
Pop rubber bands all on that ass, baby been eatin' her Wheaties (Yeah)
All on her back (Huh), dishin' the cash, hit me if you need it (Yeah, yeah)
I got a few girls on the way, baby girl, you ain't leavin' (Yeah)
It's my birthday with the cake, lick it all, let me eat it
[Chorus]
Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry (Yeah, sorry)
Hunnid on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari (Jump, jump, jump, jump)
Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party (Yeah, we know)
When I'm with my clique, we know how to party (Yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Gucci)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 3]
It's party, party, party like a nigga just got out of jail (Huh)
Flyin' in my 'Rari like a bat that just flew outta hell (Yeah)
I'm from the east of ATL, but ballin' in the Cali hills (Go)
Lil' mama booty boomin', that bitch movin' and she standin' still (Damn)
I know these bitches choosin' me, but I got eighty on me still (Woo)
I'm tryna fuck, who tryna chill? 'Cause I'm just tryna pay some bills (Burr)
I'm multi-millionaire LaFlare, this watch here cost a quarter M (Baow)
Just look at me and look at them, I smashed her on my first attempt
Like Scarface, bitch, the world is mine, you should read the blimp (Wow)
So either you gon' take a ride, or you gon' stay with him
'Cause I got places I can be, I get yo' ass on the seat
Gucci, CB, VIP, so fuck them niggas, look at me (Wop)
[Chorus]
Pull up on your bitch, tell your man I'm sorry (Sorry)
Hunnid on my wrist, jumpin' out the 'Rari (Jump, jump, jump, jump)
Ooh, she hit the splits, she know how to party (She, yeah)
When I'm with my clique, we know how to party (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
How to party, yeah, we know how to party (Yeah, yeah, yeah) | Party | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
(Buddah bless this beat)
[Pre-Chorus]
You likin' what you see
Everythin' designer, that’s on me (Uh)
That’s water when I walk
Lookin' like you just tryna fuck, yeah
[Chorus]
This drip got you in heat
Just jump in, baby girl, hop on this dick, yeah
You know that I'm on beat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All this drip got your ass in heat, yeah
[Verse 1]
Those eyes don't tell no lie, no
Girl, I know that you ready
Girl, I'm not gonna let you down (Down, down)
I ain't gon' keep you waitin' up
If you throw it, it's gon' get knocked up (Knocked up)
You playin' hide and seek, I'ma find you (I'ma find you, ooh)
Baby, hold on tight when you ride me (Ride it)
You know I like to eat, give me options (Oh, give me)
If you throw it, it's gon' get knocked up (Knocked up)
[Refrain]
I wanna get equal
All that ass for my ego
Baby, we gon' keep it simple (Yeah)
I need all that love on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
You likin' what you see (Yeah)
Everythin' designer, that's on me (Oh, yeah, uh)
That's water when I walk (Walk)
Lookin' like you just tryna fuck (Just tryna fuck), yeah
[Chorus]
This drip got you in heat (Oh, heat)
Just jump in, baby girl, hop on this dick (Oh, heat), yeah
You know that I'm on beat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All this drip got your ass in heat, yeah (Yeah, ooh)
[Verse 2]
This drip got you in heat (This drip got you in heat)
Super wet, her juice is runnin' down her knee, uh, uh
No stylist in the Celine (No stylist)
Got you flodgin' with a icy Patek Philippe, oh, oh
Pretty pies inside the mansion by the beach (Beach)
Fendi prints all on your bathin' suit, your style is so unique (Your style is so unique)
Bands inside your room, designer garments for the week (Week)
And that's all on me, I swear, that's all on me (It's all on me)
You actin' like you really want it, you gon' get it
Once I fuck you good, I got you (Got you)
In your feelings (Feelings)
Birkin bags and Goyard pouches (Pouches)
Got you drippin' (Drippin')
Calculus and more accountants (More accountants)
Countin' digits (Digits)
Cherishin' these riches
[Pre-Chorus]
You likin' what you see (Yeah-yeah, oh)
Everythin' designer, that's on me (Oh, yeah, uh)
That's water when I walk (Walk, walk)
Lookin' like you just tryna fuck (Just tryna fuck), yeah
[Chorus]
This drip got you in heat (Oh, heat)
Just jump in, baby girl, hop on this dick (Oh, heat), yeah
You know that I'm on beat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
All this drip got your ass in heat (Got your ass in heat), yeah
[Verse 3]
Give me directions, I do whatever you want (Whatever you want)
Got a fifth of that Hen' just to add to the fun (To add to the fun)
You light it up while I'm breakin' you down
You gon' knock out by the end of this round, oh
You got me speechless, girl, that pussy no punk (That pussy no punk)
Girl, you're the only one that knows what I want (Knows what I want)
I'm feelin' this shit, I know you're feelin' it too (Feelin' it too)
I can go deeper, but that's all up to you, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
You likin' what you see (Yeah-yeah)
Everythin' designer, that's on me (Oh, yeah, uh)
That's water when I walk (Walk, walk)
Lookin' like you just tryna fuck (Just tryna fuck), yeah
[Chorus]
This drip got you in heat (Oh, heat)
Just jump in, baby girl, hop on this dick (Oh, heat), yeah
You know that I'm on beat (Ooh, huh)
All this drip got your ass in heat, yeah
(Already know it) | Heat | Chris Brown |
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna go there
We should never go there
Damn, why you wanna go there?
I guess I gotta go there
[Pre-Chorus]
You're hearin' rumors about me and you can't stomach the thought
Of someone touchin' my body when you're so close to my heart
I won't deny what they're sayin' because most of it is true
But it was all before I fell for you, so please, babe
[Chorus]
So please don't judge me, and I won't judge you
'Cause it could get ugly before it gets beautiful
Please don't judge me, and I won't judge you
And if you love me, then let it be beautiful
[Post-Chorus]
(Oh)
Let it be beautifu-u-ul (Oh)
Let it be beautiful (Oh)
Let it be beautifu-u-ul (Oh)
Let it be beautiful
[Verse 2]
Everythin' I say right now is gonna be used in another fight
And I've been through this so many times
Can we change the subject?
You gonna start askin' me questions like
"Was she attractive? Was she an actress?"
Baby, the fact is
[Pre-Chorus]
You're hearin' rumors about me and saw some pictures online
Sayin' they got you so angry, makin' you wish you were blind
Before we start talkin' crazy, sayin' some things we'll regret
Can we just slow it down and press reset? (Damn)
You're beautiful
[Chorus]
(So baby)
So please don't judge me, and I won't judge you
'Cause it could get ugly before it gets beautiful
Please don't judge me, and I won't judge you
And if you love me, then let it be beautiful
[Bridge]
Just let the past just be the past
And focus on things that are gonna make us laugh
Take me as I am (Take me as I am)
And not who I was (Not who I was)
I'll promise I'll be the one that you can trust, so please
[Chorus]
So please don't judge me (Don't judge me)
And I won't judge you (And I won't 'cause)
'Cause it could get ugly before it gets beautiful
So please don't judge me (Please don't)
And I won't judge you (No, I won't)
And if you love me (If you love me)
Then let it be beautiful, babe
[Post-Chorus]
Let it be beautifu-u-ul (Oh, ooh)
Let it be beautiful (Let it)
Let it be, oh
Let it be beautiful, ayy
Let it be beautiful
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro]
I don't wanna go there, baby (Be there)
We should never go there (Oh) | Don’t Judge Me | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Oh, yeah
(Oh, is that Kaniel again?)
Oh-oh, ooh
(Ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
Oh, yeah
[Verse 1]
Late up, got me thinkin', babe
Tell me if you with it 'cause I'm with it, babe
I haven't heard from you in a minute, babe
Just tell me what to do when I get it, babe
Gucci and Prada
[Pre-Chorus]
Trips to your crib in the middle of the night
I know that you miss me 'cause I put it down right
Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight
You know that a nigga like me can change your life
[Chorus]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazin'
Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Oh-oh)
Everything you do is amazin' (Yeah-yeah)
Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy (Yeah)
I got what you need (Yeah)
Everybody think you shy (Yeah), but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I been overseas goin' crazy (Yeah)
I could tell you love it when we made up (Ayy)
Black and gray diamonds like a Raider (Raider)
Orange peel, your love is real (Yeah)
Lovin' skills, I need some lovin' skills (Yeah)
Left my dirty drawers and you love me still (Yeah)
Eyes come lazy, yeah, but she is real (Yeah)
Dressed to kill (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
We can bum-bum 'til you're tired (Oh)
I can put a stone by your eye (Oh)
I can see you never switchin' sides
You never tell me lies
Not rushin' tyin' ties, yeah
[Chorus]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazin'
Ain't nobody watchin' (Oh), go crazy (I got what you need)
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby
[Verse 3]
Yeah, get me lit
Hoes on my phone when they find out that I'm rich
Then they switch when they see I'm choosin' on my bitch
Top down, got her doin' donuts on the dick, yeah
Pose for the flick
Damn it, bust it, baby, watch you do it on a split
She don't need no hands or no pants, do your dance
Poppin' rubber bands, did the dash, make it fast (Oh)
(Ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
Yeah, waitin' by me phone just to dick you down, down
Let me put it down, down
Now put it down, down
Watch me put it down, down (Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
Put it down, down
[Chorus]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazin'
Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby (Oh-oh)
Everything you do is amazin' (Yeah)
Ain't nobody watchin', go crazy
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil' baby | Go Crazy | Chris Brown |
[Verse 1]
I thought we were great
You took your love back and ran us off track
I counted all the days
'Til you would come back, how stupid was that?
[Pre-Chorus]
Now you're missin' what we used to have
Guess the vodka brought the feelin' back
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
[Chorus]
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent, but all I got from you
Zero, zero
I thought you were the one (Hey)
Then you turned and run (Hey)
Found somebody better
Like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give, oh
[Verse 2]
Wake up with a dime
Get up to no good, better than you could
Go out, free our minds
Like you never would, never understood
[Pre-Chorus]
Now you're missin' what we used to have
You been creepin' 'round my Instagram
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give
[Verse 3]
Broke back then but a nigga rich now
Got dollars, got euros, got yen, I got pounds
Zeros, zeros
Callin' me up ‘cause your bad check bounced
My new chick one hundred, and she got her own dinero
Zero
You think I'm thinkin' 'bout your ass? (Woo)
[Chorus]
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent, but all I got from you
Zero, zero
I thought you were the one (Hey)
Then you turned and run (Hey, oh)
Found somebody better
Like I never met ya (Ooh, yeah)
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give | Zero | Chris Brown |
[Verse 1]
If I'm out at the bar havin' a night on the town
Life of the party, pourin' shots of the brown
And you see me from the street, but I don't turn around
Would you say, "Hi"? Would you keep going?
If I told your family that you didn't mean nothing
If you posted about it and I didn't even comment
If the songs weren't true, but you still feel somethin'
Would you still come lookin' for me?
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, don't go reachin' out
'Cause you can't have everything
Your head and your heart won't feel the same
Even if it feels like it every time
[Chorus]
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June
[Verse 2]
Might run across your mind, but don't worry 'bout me, no
My heart is back in one piece, it ain't skipped a beat, no
Feelin' rested up, I ain't missin' sleep, no-oh
Don't take it personal if I can't reply now
I'm distant 'cause I don't wanna be reached now
Won't let the ghosts of our past weigh my future down
I'm liberated
Energy's like a circle, it comes back around
Reciprocated
Don't shed no more tears
Won't gain no empathy from me
In the upcoming years
Oh, I don't need your pity
Don't check on me, oh
[Chorus]
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
And it looks like winter for you
[Verse 3]
Ain't call you back 'cause I let it go
I had to focus energy and just let it flow
And when we follow, we were already gone
It wouldn't mean anymore to me now
I know it hurts you so bad just to see me happy
That I finally moved on, and you thought it wouldn't happen
At times I used to cry when the world was laughin'
But I act like I didn't notice
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, don't go reachin' out
'Cause you can't have everything
We can't kill a flame with gasoline
Even if it feels like it every time
No matter how hard you try
[Chorus]
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June
Don't check on me
If we're not together, then it's probably for a reason
Every heartbreak has its season
It ain't always summer in June | Don’t Check on Me | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
I don't think they know the truth
A-A to the L-I-Y-A-H
Say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know?
I don't think they know the truth
It's Breezy
Say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know?
[Verse 1]
Don't let 'em tell you any different
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
I owe it all to you
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
And as much as I messed up, always give me your best love
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
[Pre-Chorus]
They gon' talk about it, gon' talk about it
Gon' try to change your mind about it
Gon' tell you things you don't wanna hear, but we good
D-D-Don't worry 'bout it
So when they talk about, they talk about it
Just let 'em know we already got it
Just tell 'em that we gon' work at it, we good
D-D-Don't worry 'bout it
[Chorus]
I don't think they know the truth, say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know?
I don't think they know the truth, say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know?
[Post-Chorus]
Don't listen to
How could they know?
What people say
How could they know?
They don't know about
How could they know?
'Bout you and me
How could they know?
[Verse 2]
At my best you love me
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
Even or at my worst
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
And I know that it's different
Feels like we're best friends, we connected
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
What did I do to deserve you?
(Yeah-yeah-yeah)
(They don't know about us, they don't know about it)
[Chorus]
I don't think they know the truth, say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know? (I don't think they—)
I don't think they know the truth (Say it ain't so), say it ain't so
I don't think they know (I don't think they—), how could they know?
[Bridge]
How could they know?
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
How could they know?
Damn
How could they know? (Hahaha)
They don't know about us, they don't know about it
How could they know?
[Verse 3]
I thank you for the autographs and the cheers over the years
You stood by me, you didn't doubt me (Yeah)
I think you want some more (Oh)
I do more than sing
I model now, actin' now (Ooh, yeah)
Plus I got my own movie now
After all the awards that they gave me, you stood by me
You didn't play me, you didn't doubt me
I think you want some more (Need some more, babe)
I truly believe that if it wasn't all for you
I don't know what I would do (Ooh, woah)
Oh-woah
[Chorus]
I don't think they know the truth, say it ain't so
I don't think they know, how could they know?
I don't think they know the truth (They don't know), say it ain't so (They don't know)
I don't think they know, how could they know? (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Don't listen to (Ooh-ooh)
How could they know? (Yeah, yeah)
What people say (Ooh-ooh)
How could they know?
They don't know about (They don't know about us, babe)
How could they know?
'Bout you and me
How could they know? | Don’t Think They Know | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (Mm)
Get up, get up, get up, get up, uh
Ursher, baby (Yeah)
Oh, woah-oh-oh
I'm gonna love you (Oh), yeah
Baby, oh, woah-oh-oh
Soon as I touch you there (Oh)
[Verse 1]
Come and ride on me like the waves (Yeah)
I flip the pages 'cause I wrote the book on the way
How to sex you up (Mm), sex you up (Oh)
We can do it like I'm on the stage, we'll have an audience
Baby, I'll show you the way that I sex you up (Oh)
Or I can lick you up and down 'til you say (Oh yeah)
You love how I eat on that pussy (Yeah)
Just might go put a tat on that pussy (Oh)
That says Usher, Usher (Usher)
There's no other, other (Yeah, oh)
Damn, girl, yeah, you got that juicy (Yeah)
Love when I make you cum, I make it gushy (Oh)
One after the other
I'm the champion lover, lover
Fuck you to sleep, wake you up again (Oh)
I go so deep, beat it up again (Oh)
Girl, come and sit on my tongue again (Oh)
'Cause I love to taste you, yeah (Oh)
I can tell you been eatin' your pineapples (Mm)
Girl, your pussy taste like pineapples (Oh, oh)
Girl, when I hit your G, it feel like you gon' pee (Oh)
Baby, cum for me
[Chorus]
Just let me rock (Huh, yeah-yeah, oh, yeah-yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Oh, yeah, oh)
Don't say a word, no
Girl, don't you talk (Talk, oh yeah, oh)
(Don't talk, don't talk)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Oh), rock you back (Oh)
[Verse 2]
Huh, now where you been? It's been a year
Baby, I ain't seen you, you know I miss you (Oh)
Baby, let me love you back to sleep once more
And I know we don't speak no more, but (Oh)
I just wanna tell you I'm sorry (Hey)
For fuckin' 'round with Keisha and MaKayla, huh
For all them Georgia peaches in Decatur
For all these bitches in the elevator
I just want you to love me (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, baby, don't test me (Huh), you know I'll do it
You want me to say your name, girl? Okay, Karrueche
[Chorus]
Just let me rock, huh
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl (Hold on tight to me, girl, right)
No, don't you talk (Don't talk, don't talk)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
And rock you back
[Verse 3]
Baby, just stay comfortable
I want you as you are
Baby, just lay there naked waitin' for me
Let's not get emotional
Let's be who we are
Can we do that? Can we do that? Can we?
Know it's been a long day, it's 'bout to be a long night
So keep your eyes closed 'til I roll through
So, baby, when you're feelin' like a woman in the sheets
Somebody splittin' your knees
Don't worry, that's me, I'm over here puttin' work in
Baby, you ain't gotta tell me what you want
[Chorus]
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, ooh, oh, yeah)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Yeah), oh (Yeah)
Don't say a word no, girl
Girl, don't you talk (Ooh, huh)
(Don't talk, don't talk)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Yeah)
And rock you back (Fuck you back to sleep)
[Outro]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah, I ain't, no)
I ain't sorry 'bout your job (Fuck you back to sleep, girl, yeah)
Call sick in the mornin' so I can get a little bit more of your love (Rock you back, rock you back, huh)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Woke ya, yeah)
I ain't sorry 'bout your job (Huh, fuck you back to sleep, girl, yeah)
Call sick in the mornin' so I can get a little bit more of your love
Right back, rock you back
Right back, rock you back | Back to Sleep (Remix) | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
So let me fuck you back
So let me fuck you back
[Verse 1]
I know it's late, I know it's late
And, baby, I can't focus (Focus, focus, focus) focus (Focus, focus, focus)
I just flew into town today
I'm hopin' that you'd notice (Notice, notice, notice)
Did you notice? (Did you? Did you?)
I just posted my landing, oh
Wonderin' if the same old understandin' stands
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you got work pretty early (Early)
I'll be around 'bout 3:30 (3:30)
Usually, you're done by one (By one)
So, baby, when I wake you up, up, up
[Chorus]
Just let me rock
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Oh-oh, don't say a word, no, girl
No, don't you talk (Oh, yeah)
(Don't talk, don't talk)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
Fuck you back to sleep, girl
Rock you back
[Verse 2]
Now where you at? Just dropped my bags
I'm comin' through to meet ya, oh, yeah
To meet ya, oh, oh-woah
I know you're almost half asleep
But you know how much I need ya
(Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
(Need you, babe)
Girl, I need ya (Need ya, baby)
Gon' gimme that spare key, oh
But if you keep the door unlocked, be ready, oh
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you got work pretty early (Early)
I'll be around 'bout 3:30 (3:30, oh)
Usually, you're done by one (By one)
So, baby, when I wake you up (Up), up (Up), up
[Chorus]
Just let me rock
I'ma fuck you back to sleep, girl
Oh-oh, don't say a word, no, girl
No, don't you talk (Baby)
(Don't talk, don't talk)
Just hold on tight to me, girl (Oh)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Ow!)
Rock you back
[Bridge]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Woke)
I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (No)
Call sick in the mornin' so I can get a little bit more of your love (Hey!)
I know you want me and you feel me (Feel me)
'Cause you never disagree
So when you wake from your sleep, girl
[Chorus]
Just let me rock (And let me love you, baby, oh, girl)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Girl)
Oh-oh, don't say a word, no, girl
No, don't you talk (Ooh, talk, ha)
Just hold on tight to me, girl
I'll fuck you back to sleep, girl
And rock you back
[Outro]
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah)
I ain't sorry 'bout ya job (Oh)
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Yeah-yeah)
Call sick in the mornin' so I can get a little bit more of your love (Rock you back)
Ain't sorry that I woke ya (Yeah)
I ain't sorry 'bout ya job
Fuck you back to sleep, girl (Ooh)
Call sick in the mornin' so I can get a little bit more of your love | Back to Sleep | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
I need you, boo
I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight
And I need you, boo (Oh)
I gotta see you, boo (Hey)
And the hearts all over the world tonight
Said the hearts all over the world tonight (Uh, uh)
[Verse 1]
Hey, little mama, ooh, you're a stunner
Hot little figure, yes, you're a winner
And I'm so glad to be yours
You're a class all your own
And ooh, little cutie, when you talk to me
I swear the whole world stops, you're my sweetheart
And I'm so glad that you're mine
You are one of a kind and
[Pre-Chorus]
You mean to me what I mean to you
And together, baby, there is nothing we won't do
'Cause if I got you, I don't need money, I don't need cars
Girl, you're my all
[Chorus]
And oh, I'm into you
And girl, no one else would do
'Cause with every kiss and every hug
You make me fall in love
And now I know I can't be the only one
I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life who feels
What I feel when I'm
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, girl
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
[Verse 2]
Oh, girl, I don't want nobody else
Without you, there's no one left then
You're like Jordan's on Saturday
I gotta have you and I cannot wait now
Hey, little shawty, say you care for me
You know I care for you, you know that I'll be true
You know that I won't lie, you know that I would try
To be your everything, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause if I got you, I don't need money, I don't need cars
Girl, you're my all
[Chorus]
And oh, I'm into you (Into you)
And girl, no one else would do (Won't)
'Cause with every kiss and every hug (Hug)
You make me fall in love
And now I know I can't be the only one (I know I can't be the only)
I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life who feels
What I feel when I'm
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, oh
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, hey, hey
[Bridge]
And I will never try to deny that you are my whole life
'Cause if you ever let me go, I would die so I won't front
I don't need another woman, I just need your all or nothing
'Cause if I got that then I'll be straight
Baby, you're the best part of my day
I need you, boo
I gotta see you, boo
And the hearts all over the world tonight (Hey, hey)
Said the hearts all over the world tonight (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
They need it, boo (They need it)
They gotta see their boo
Said there's hearts all over the world tonight
Hearts all over the world tonight
[Chorus]
Oh, oh, I'm into you (I'm into you, baby)
And girl, no one else would do
'Cause with every kiss (Every kiss) and every hug (Every hug)
You make me fall in love (You make me)
And now I know I can't be the only one (Can't be the only one)
I bet there's hearts all over the world tonight
With the love of their life who feels
What I feel when I'm
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, girl
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, oh
With you, with you, with you, with you, with you, with you
Only with you, with you, with you, with you, with you, babe, yeah | With You | Chris Brown |
[Intro]
Wrist, trill, wrist, trill
Wrist, trill, wrist, drippin' and drippin'
Wrist (Skrrt, skrrt), tip (Woo), four, tip (Woo)
Wrist
Drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin', drippin' (Woo)
[Verse 1]
My wrist 'bout thirty-below (Low)
Why would I be worried 'bout hoes? (Why would?)
And if you ain't ever leanin', swervin' in traffic
You ain't sip that dirty before (That dirty-dirty)
Catch me tippin' on 4's (Skrrt)
Diamonds drippin', prolly sippin' on 4's
Ferragamo slippers, dipped 'em in gold (Woo!)
With so many women, think I'm pimpin' them hoes
[Pre-Chorus]
'Cause my wrist still drippin', 44's still tip
In the cut with my hittas (Gang)
No, they do not miss
I'm a champagne-pourin' nigga
I love big asses and tits (Show me them titties)
And if you're here just to witness, I just promise this
[Chorus]
Hold my wrist (Skrrt, skrrt), tip, four (Four), tip
Wrist, drip (Drip), 44's tip
Hold my wrist (Wrist), tip (Tip), four (Four), tip (Tip)
Wrist (Wrist), drip (Drip), 44's tip (Tippin', tippin', tippin', tippin', tippin')
[Verse 2]
No, he not ballin' like us
Who the fuck he think he is? (He a lame ass fuck nigga)
You gotta come to my city
You gotta see how we live (Pull up with the drug dealers)
You should just come on the bed, I should just fuck you right now
Oh, just forget what I said, I just be thinkin' out loud
Thinkin' out loud (Loud), thinkin' out loud (Loud)
Can I hit it in the mirror? (Yeah) I wanna see your body clearer
Let's think out loud, think out loud
Got my wrist doin' eighty-five in a thirty-five, thirty-five, thirty-five
[Chorus]
Wrist, tip, four (Oh), tip (Hold my wrist)
Wrist, drip, 44's tip (Oh)
Hold my wrist, tip (Hold up), four, tip
Wrist, drip (Hold my), 44's tip (Skrrt, skrrt)
[Verse 3]
My wrist thirty-below (Woo)
It cost about forty, it's fifty on me (Ah)
My neck is retarded, but nigga, I'm geeked (Grr)
My bitch is a baller, but she from the streets (Jheese!)
So don't get her started
Handcuffs like I got arrested, homie (Oh)
Ferragamo's on me (Oh), got me flexin' on 'em (Oh)
Mud, mud (Mud), I got all these taxes on me (What?)
Diamonds shinin', that's them VVS's on me
Leanin' off Actavis (Ah-yeah, Actavis)
Tippin' on fours
Thinkin' 'bout when the ho used to sleep on me like mattresses (Mattresses, woah)
But that's how it go, now I'm gettin' that dough, and I'm 'bout to count up like it's calculus (Calculus, actually)
I got my name off that trappin' shit (Ah, skrrt-skrrt)
But I got the fame off this rappin' shit (Rappin' shit, woo)
Now my watch and my chain is immaculate (Oh)
[Chorus]
Bitch, go 'head, look at my
Wrist, tip (Hold my), four, tip (Hold my)
Wrist, drip (Oh, hold my), 44's tip (Hold my)
Hold my wrist, tip (Hold my), four, tip (Wrist, hold my)
Wrist, drip (Hold my, yeah), 44's tip (Hold my)
Wrist, tip, four, tip (Oh, hold my)
Wrist, drip, 44's tip (Oh, ha, ooh) | Wrist | Chris Brown |
[Verse 1]
The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotel, smokin' cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the Phenergan
She got thick, but she wanna get thin again
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim' 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent
We ain't got generational wealth
It's only a year that I've had these millions
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal wan' me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it)
[Chorus]
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha)
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah
SOS, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks, uh
Huh, alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 2]
SUV, the outside white
The inside brown like Michael Jack'
More time, man build a line and trap
Spend like I don't even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)
The way that I ball, no yellow
The ref haffa give me a black card
Who did what we doin' with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in Milan, heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands
[Verse 3]
I told her my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate," uh
Your boyfriend ran from the diamond test 'cause they weren't legitimate, nah
She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh
I want her, and bro wants her affiliate
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my Amex, huh, alright
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
"Still loading," that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music (M-Maybach Music)
They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes, I may act stupid
I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat, then somethin' gon' leak
We ain't playin' exclusives
[Verse 4]
Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they're all impressed (Alright)
I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash
It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"?
Yeah (Alright), started with a Q, didn't wait in line
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside | Sprinter | Dave |
[Intro]
(1-6-6)
[Verse 1]
Santan from the V-V x AJ
Man mystic with the pen like J.K
True say, I ain't really a drinker
But I got love for brandy like Ray J
Champagne popper, .44 chopper
In a black Nike bomber, heartbeat stopper
Half-heart MC dropper
.45 wapper, leave you in the states like Kaká
[Verse 2]
AJ from the l-l x Santan
Man's got style on the riddim like Gangnam
Two young bruddas tryna eat off of music
But we used to eat off of pebs and the sand bags
Now we get money, music money
Money that could put your girlfriend in a handbag
White tee, Balenciagas, man bag
Left-winger with a long stick like a granddad
AJ Tizzy from T-H-E lizzy
And I'm all out for the Lizzy
I don't wanna look like you, you're broke
And I've been telling broke bruddas "move" like Grizzy
Still brandy but the hand ting fizzy
Probs be in bin if a man weren't busy
I'm a mic king, I'm a king on the mic
And I'll spin bruddas till the whole scene gets dizzy
[Chorus]
Walk in the rave, smile on my face
Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
Straight to a bang in the teeth
Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
Run you right out of your street
Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
If I shout "oi", them man there best skip
Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
Trip, get splashed
Couldn't care less about my man's gang
We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam
[Verse 3]
Santan Dave from the Vale and Tracey
Duck man down on the road, I'm pacey
Two lighties on the phone, so facety
One named Jordan and one named Stacey
S with the S from the S, ask Showkey
Dust man down with a mask like Tobi
Tell a boy cotch, my man's telling me lots
But we are not Gs so don't watch my face
[Verse 4]
Ladbroke Grove is where I re—who?
Man get burst up in the G—who?
Came back with a fresh one, it's new
Don't come around for a two of the blue
I don't give a fuck if you're old or new
I'll just yawn like, "Blackball, who?"
Put a couple dead MCs in the grave
Trust me, darg, you can go there too
Trust me, darg, you can go there free
I don't ever watch F-A-C-E
AJT from MTP
NikeLab tracksuit, Nike ID
Man got overly fucked in the beef
Pretty sure I landed a bang to his teeth
Man will get banged in the face by me
Not my bredrin, banged in the face by me
[Verse 5]
And me
Man talk tough, we'll see
Hit him with the left-right, left-right, left-right-right
One jab, then I duck, then weave
Come like Trevor from GTA
If I bang man's face, man bop, then lean
Kun Aguero, man dropped the shoulder feint once
Quick kick then I drop man's G
First time I link her, Nando's, sweet
£9.95, I swipe, then eat
I one-two rap, she don't give hat
Thiago Silva, man block, then skeet
Had man screaming "Look, there's my man"
Hand in my pouch like, "Where? It's not me"
Hand in my pouch like, "Where? It's not us"
Turned to my G like, "Where? It's not we"
So if you get boom with the .45 long
It's a critical hit, no chance to repeat
And if you see Arge in the cut with the dip
You're pissed so quick your team should retreat
But if you see Juss in the cut with his right hand tucked
You're fucked, your team should leave, G
If you see Rapz in the back with his hand in the bag
It's mad, we came to see Ps
[Chorus]
Walk in the rave, smile on my face
Drink in my cup, hand in my jeans
Man talk tough, man look up, down, left, right
Straight to a bang in the teeth
Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
Now man's tryna talk to my Gs
Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
Run you right out of your street
Walk in the dance, chicks wanna glance
Hand on my hip, shank for the dip
If I shout "Oi", them man there best skip
Better tie up your laces tight and don't trip
Trip, get splashed
Couldn't care less about my man's gang
We're not fam, we're not friends or bredrins
You'll get tanned and binned, cock, then blam
[Outro]
(1-6-9) | Thiago Silva | Dave |
[Intro]
JAE5
[Chorus]
If you send me the location
Then I'll be right there
And make I come check you, my baby
No time, no
And my dawg is on probation
Another five years
Me bring girls to his location
No time, no
[Verse 1]
Send me the location
This year about vacations
Flight catching, train taking
Soon as my nigga off probation
Your boyfriend’s on a waiting ting
Looking for one wish, on a Ray J ting
I pree'd that girl, outrageous ting
But she can't see ’cause I got shades and ting
Bare girls wanna throw shade and ting
No shade, what shade is your foundation in?
Darkest grey, the shade I'm in
49 more if your babes wants in
I had me a famous ting
Goals and tings, gains and tings
My house party a babe station
Girls wanna chase, it's a status ting
[Verse 2]
Look, playboy, I don't need a Carti
I'm captain, I lead the army
Bad ratio, I leave the party
Three Somalis creepin' on me
Your ex wavy, we tsunami
Girl from India, sweetest nani
Head so good, now I speak Gujarati
You hardly, parred me, I'm laughing again
I assisted, man, passed to my friend
Look, money like the alphabet
If you wanna see P’s, gotta pass on the ends
Came a long way from a park in the bends
To an ’18 plate, man's parking a Benz
Far from the rest but I’m far from my best
Life is a lesson, I'm passing a test
Yes, everyting blessed
I don't want drama and I don't want stress
My girl got finesse, Caribbean flex
Body and chest, take buddy in chest
Thank God more, I grew up with less
Juss to the right, Rapz to the left
Rj in the middle, got Cee to the death
Batch full of dogs with the 60’s vets
[Chorus]
If you send me the location
Then I'll be right there
And make I come check you, my baby
No time, no
And my dawg is on probation
Another five years
Me bring girls to his location
[Refrain]
Nigga I was down but I made it to the top right now
(Right now, right now, right now)
And I can pull a couple grand out my pocket right now
(Right now, right now, right now)
Yeah I'm so fly, yeah I'm flyer than a rocket right now
(Right now, right now, right now)
And all the games you playin' affi stop right now
(Right now, right now, right now)
[Verse 3]
I pull up on the block, I see everybody watching
'Cause there's diamonds on my chain
And there's diamonds on my watch
Money moves, Off-White shoes
Came straight from Virgil Abloh
I've been down, I've been low
Had my mattress on the floor
Now mi have nuff gyal bellin up
Gyal a ring-ring my cellular
Mi 'ave a big fat spliff burnin' up
Inna the big black Benz, pullin' up
Please tell everybody to start pulling up
'Nough champagne from the bar coming up
Party hard, make ah live my life, ah | Location | Dave |
[Intro]
uoy evol I, sdrow rehto nI
uoy evol I, sdrow rehto nI
[Chorus]
It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in
Nuff man hate with the lies instead
Countin' cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on a private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly
In the street, protected
[Verse 1]
I do know my man, but I don't trust him
Trust that, P's in the trap, disgustin'
Stick with the stick, PVA, PDA, kiss that in public
South London where I made my
South London's where I made my first hundred
Elastic bands, plastic bags, two and a blue like cheese and onion
In Jamaica, quick vacation, travellin' my pastimе
Nuff pollution in the ends, I flew back yard cah I wanna see starlight
Eritrеan, skin tone cinnamon, I think I found my princess
My empress, still gonna impress
I know dem man talk on the kid, but
[Chorus]
It's hard to hate on the truth I'm livin' in
Nuff man hate with the lies instead
Countin' cash with the phone to my ear
I feel like Meek on the private jet
Life or death, five-five
Eyes, thighs, potential wifey
Industry, respected highly
In the street, protected
[Verse 2]
Any girl that I'm datin' knows
Bags that I buy come filled with fifties
She a ten out of ten on a bad day
Public affection, I tell her, "Come kiss me"
I like mine obsessed, clingy
If she don't miss me, miss me
If she don't miss me, history
If she don't miss me, it's a mystery
G17 in the party, tipsy
Don't drink, that's risky
Focus, shells gonna land like Disney
I'll put him down under, Sydney
That's bae, I'll donate both my kidneys
True love, what the kid needs
And a girl from the Westest Indies
I know dem man talk on the kid, but
[Verse 3]
In this world that I'm in
How you wanna take pics with the belts in the ring
But don't help in the gym?
Nuff girls datin' their biggest haters, how her boyfriend don't want her to win?
Like, rah
And why my girlfriend never wanna see me have a good time out if she ain't there?
Yeah, yeah (Fly-fly me to the moon)
Fly me to the moon, let me get some space
Seein' them stars on her private story
I dust that chick, she got no grace (Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter, Jupiter)
See her ex man, she got no taste, hip dip, she got no waist
Body snatched, servin' face (In other words, hold my hand)
Haha, hold my hand, personal trainer
Frequent flyer, bad, she toned and tan (In other words, darlin', kiss me)
Free my gang, 013's and 020's
Oh God knows, I miss my bros
I just got a call from jail on the phone and that might
[Outro]
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
In other words, I love you | Starlight | Dave |
[Chorus]
Jordan 4s or Jordan 1s, Rolexes, got more than one
My AP cost thirty-one, millimeters: forty-one
Stick him up with a stick-stick, he drew the shorter one
You can't short me one, in the club with the shortest one
Lighty, the shortest one, on my mind, Jorja one
Crocodile bag, I bought her one, vegan ting, I slaughter one
Freaks, I got more than one, fuck, daddy and daughter one (One)
Tori puttin' in labour, this that Jeremy Corbyn one
[Verse 1]
Awkward one, race me there, wait, hare, tortoise won
I need a ting, thirty plus, Blackberry and Walkman 1's
Look, I left my phone at my baby's, silent mode
My guys on ridin' mode, zombies, survival mode
He's got a new vest? Man, pop that shield, no microphone
I'll ride for bro, he's next to I like typin' O
The score: 5 and 0, 6-to-1
For the kicks I love, twelve-fifty-four like 6-to-1
Babe, can't look at my mentions, that's Area 51
I'm so close to my pension, my left wrist is sixty-one
My left wrist retiring, mm
My apprentice tryna give Alan Sugar, there's no way I can
[Verse 2]
Overrated one, most hated one
Slid 'round after his birthday, gave him a happy belated one
Burned that bridge, cremated one, boom-boom, bailiff one
Got away with murder, this that Viola Davis one
They stop and stare, watch rare, uh, clear, stainless one
Debate this one, hatin'-niggas gonna hate this one, ah
I live life on the high, might fly to Dubai with the guys 'cause the weather's been shit
I can wear a different kettle every day of the month from a different—
Rollies, got twenty-one, I been lit since twenty-one
Girl, I need that gently one, that Savage and Fenty one, hmm
Dave's got the new Aston Martin plug, could you send me one?
He said, "No need to be rentin' one"
Big flex, he's inventin' one, cold
My bros don't chat, we just wear all-black on a blend-in one
Man are talkin' war, don't know 'bout war 'til you end in one
The machine got sweets, on a vending one
Needed a hit, could have penned him one cah you're pendin' one
Aight, she wanna go to the cinema, so we just walk downstairs (Walk downstairs)
The mortgage cleared, we've overtaken all our peers (All our peers)
After all these years, disrespect is all I hear
I'm Pep, I ball with flair
Off the set, they storm like, off the set, they storm like Piers
That's what I call mornin' tears
Them man are talkin' bare, but it's cool cah
[Verse 3]
I got my ting so I'm more than good, anytime that I walk my hood
I got the Jordan 4s and 6s, all I need now is Jordyn Woods
Don't get caught for puss, don't die for nyash
We slide and crash, sixteen, don't write and clash
Sixteen, don't battlerap
She got the wap and a WAP, what are you thinkin'?
Mans on simpin', I'll buy her a car like a pair of | Clash | Dave |
[Verse 1]
Yeah, they try to send for me
Envy and jealousy is everything I wish upon my enemies
All that for them, right back at them
What my mind keeps telling me, mind keeps telling me
I hear everything, I don't ask if it's all there 'cause it better be
Trust me, it better be, no long talking or settling
Jizzle never won no wrestling, but he's on a big bell metal ting
Streets unruly, more life for my brother's tryna better things, 'cause
[Chorus]
'Cause all my man are running to the money
We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like woah, woah, woah, woah
Like woah, a month ago you didn't wanna know
But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
All these man dem, they applaud me on the road
[Verse 2]
I put corn in for my bro
Man dem keep on talkin' on a low
Man dem keep on talkin' on a low, but all my man are bros
And all my man, all my man are bros
My man dem will have your mandem on the ropes
I'll have man dem on your road
Man dem in a batch or on they own with a bat or with a pole
I got man dem that will slap a man with both
Nike jacket on my back, I'm looking cold
It's funny how these catties wanna know, but
[Chorus]
All my man are running to the money
We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like woah, woah, woah, woah
Like woah, a month ago you didn't wanna know
But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
All these man dem, they applaud me on the road
[Verse 3]
Free smoke
Anybody want it, they can get it, no joke
Call up Landlord, nigga, that's bro
I only link with the real ones, Lord knows
On fo', I love to see a fake nigga go broke
I don't run to Twitter with the things I know
I fall back just to see how it unfolds
Yeah, like woah, woah, woah, woah
Like woah, years ago, they didn't wanna know
But now I'm seeing dough
Catties, they be calling up my phone
Trying to get tickets to a show
Yeah, I got U.K. tings on the WhatsApp now
Like +44 on the code
[Outro]
Yeah, like woah, woah, woah, woah
Like woah
A month ago you didn't wanna know, but now I'm seeing dough
These catties they be calling up my phone
All these man dem they applaud me on the road
I put corn in for my bro
Man dem keep on talking on a low
Man dem keep talkin' on a low, low, low | Wanna Know (Remix) | Dave |
[Intro]
1-6
Game
[Chorus]
At this age
How are them man still hatin'?
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on the girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'
[Verse 1]
I came in, five-fifty on trainers
Island girl amazing, could be Bajan, Trini, or Haitian
She got a bag with flowers
If the trainers match, I'll take it
Me and bro just shut down Gucci
Had the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's looking all temptin'?
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for the team with a bredrin
Two peng tings at the entrance
Want attention, but a man can't let them
She must think I'm a reverend
You ain't comin' here getting redemption, no way
[Verse 2]
I see dem man skatin' now, I'm talking about runnin' their legs
My youngins in country, plugging the Z
He can't even buck me till nothin' is left
I flooded my right, I flooded my left
I'm duckin' your wife, I'm duckin' the feds
The bell on the trap, it's buzzin' again
But still, I ain't tryin' to get busted by feds
Look, man, I ain't caught the bus in a sec
It's me and my rambo cuttin' through West
The way that I went and just flooded my neck
I'm shocked that I ain't gotta struggle for breath
With me and the misses be goin' on dates
She's holding the dipper, I'm holding her waist
Just see some pigs moving low in the mains
So I phone up my nigga and told him the plate
[Verse 3]
Tell a peng girl you can HMU
I don't wanna cuddle and H-U-G
And I'm still shoppin' in HMV
For all of my niggas in HMP
Heard you got a girl going DMU
If I DM'd you would she DM me?
Young black brudda, I'm a stylish G
Man, I put the IC in IC3
[Verse 4]
They tell me I'm gifted in rap
Nothin' was nice, used to live in the trap
Now if I go ask that chick for her snap
I can bet money she's giving me that
I'm always in Harrods, I'm filling the bag
Them niggas ain't winners, them niggas are mad
Gyal at my vid and them bitches are bad
They get picked in the foreigns and ditched in the cab
(Game) | Funky Friday | Dave |
[Intro]
das kool syob nword yeht retfa dna dnop a ot semoc eh nehw dias yob emoS
Look
[Chorus]
I grew up in Streatham
Teachers was givin' man tests
Same time the mandem were givin' out testers
I got peng tings givin' man stress
I ain't gotta sex it, message or text it
I don't wanna do you and I
Like I'm in Leicester skippin' my lectures
We used to ride 'round all reckless
[Verse 1]
Stolen 'peds, that's Geely and Vespas
And the feds called my broski restless
Said he got a charge in the car, no Tesla
And everybody 'round me rowdy
I walk in, tell the jeweler, "Wow me"
If you're talkin' 'bout P's just 'low me
Nineteen, I put nineteen on an Audi
I'll never forget that day that I found me the cutest caramel brownie
And the chest and back both bouncy
Trust me, everyting shake, no Saudi
My G just came out for a shooting
And Ramz done a madness, charting
Say that man got something in common
'Cause trust me, both of their tings been barking
If you see him at a drinkup, park him
Do it like Jordan, run up and spark him
My G's been on badness, way before they had a moustache like Stalin
And this ting's all love and hate, 'cause a lot of man love to hate
My young G done draws and eights
Now he's cuttin' through bricks like the 1-1-8
And I ain't on indirects, diss me, and I take that personal
How you gassed off a note that's purple?
Bet you never got it off white like Virgil
Two men and an angry Merc
That's war wit' a German, Winston Churchill
It's mad when man wanna murk you
But you know you gotta be in by curfew
And I seen a lot of man get pressured, why?
[Chorus]
I grew up in Streatham
And teachers was givin' man tests
Same time mandem were givin' out testers
I got peng tings givin' man stress
I ain't gotta sex it, message or text it
I don't wanna do you and I
Like I'm in Leicester skippin' my lectures
We used to roll 'round all stupid
[Verse 2]
Mitcham Lane, that's Streatham and Tooting
I'm in East tryna link my girl
'Cause I've got a baby, a crossbow like Cupid
Man are dead or in jail, that's useless
Tell a yute, "If you've got a brain, then use it"
Now I drive past man I went school with
You was the cool kid, now you look clueless
And I'm still tryna tell man, "Fuck the Audi, switch it for a Benz"
When you're tryna make it out the ends
Friends of enemies are enemies
And enemies of enemies are friends
Fuck the Benz, I switch it for a Beamer
Tell the dealer, "Need a bigger litre"
He told me he's on me when he sees me
I barely remember why we're beefin'
[Chorus]
But I grew up in Streatham
And teachers was givin' man tests
Same time mandem were givin' out testers
I've got peng tings givin' me stress
Nudes in the message, put in an effort
But I don't need a me and you
Like when a chef would eat at his restaurant | Streatham | Dave |
[Intro]
I know I got religion
I belong to the noisy crew (Heh, heh)
You see, we shout when we get happy
That's the way we Christian do
Oh (Have you been tried?)
[Verse 1]
Have you been tried in that fire?
I heard bullets sing higher than Mariah in choir
Spent a lot of time trappin', now I'm tryna retire
But the shit runs in my blood and I'm the guy they require
Yeah, these guns don't bring nothin' but prison and death, still
All my niggas just admire the fire
Bro squeeze and he miss, but we admire a trier
Finessе kid, you can never lie to a liar
But Frеd got the fire, I fire for days
I gotta write them in my notes, they'll be ignitin' the page
Grindin' on cold nights, puttin' light to the flame
Now there's no flame that can melt the ice in my chain, yeah
I really put the ice in rice for the 'caine
Me and Santan, you won't see nothin' like this again
That's my young boys again, on the glide with the flame
I just really hope your block came with fire escapes
[Verse 2]
Before my entrance, I took the fire exit
Tried and tested, about twenty times arrested
Two times guilty, no comment, I guess they guessed it
Couple times bail, no forensics, this a Deezy pendant
I don't need a necklace, we stay protected
And connected, it's the energies I'm blessed with
And now they watchin' like Netflix, had me doin' next shit
Tryna get rich, but what's rich? Took more losses than Boris
I sold more boxes than the post-office
Twenty-one in jail, it turned me so solid
Why you think my vision sick, I changed the game in my brain
And sold robotics, if you fell in my fire, you probably roast on it
Heat up the stove and put hope on it
Cah they don't care 'bout our lives, I put my soul on it
I'm done tryna be somebody to some nobodies
I'm bein' so honest, and they don't know porridge
[Verse 3]
Fire burnin' while I'm watchin', higher learnin'
Guns bustin', tyres turnin', that's a Russian and a German (Yes)
That's your phone ringin', you can hear the beep
You won't be saved by the bell when you hear the screech
In it so deep, open, ocean
There's man escapin' some shells they can barely see
Me and bro raisin' hell, we gon' share the heat
Then put us in the same cell, we gon' share the sleep
Am I my brother's keeper? (It's deeper)
I'm my brother's leader (Speaker), I'm the eldest
The one who had to make a name so the bells ring
So nobody would trouble my siblings in this whirlwind
My older cousin wasn't known for nothin'
Never had no one I could call, but I was holdin' somethin'
I'm diggin' deep with this tool like I'm known for plumbin'
Somethin' in your chest like it's Robitussin
Word to arsonist, I burn all this
I stood in front of all three dragons and heard "Dracarys"
And now we're jumpin' out G-Wagons and murkin' parties
Man are comin' out with these bangers and dirty dancin'
Nobody puts baby in a corner
I uplift my girl like I'm Swayze in the water
And if it's already written, maybe I'm the author
So accustomed to the fire, I get shivers when I'm naked in the sauna, how
Many times have they mistaken me for Scorcher?
I'm lookin' in the mirror, sayin', "Justin, just cool, nuh"
Send Ghetto downstairs and tell them "Just bring me water"
And tell Ghetts I put somethin' in the formula
I'm focused, I don't need to burn the kush
This is Moses speakin' to the burnin' bush (Yeah)
I stood in front of the fire and learned to cook
Finished my verse and never heard a hook
[Verse 4]
Riskiest numbers
This jungle stick through your youngers (Uh)
He's hungry, picked off the fungus
Kept humble, slipped him a hundred
Yeah, lived in a dungeon
Those AirMax, which nigga stung them? (Which?)
Can't walk in my shoes (Yeah)
You could be riskin' a bunion
(Hahaha) The government's twisted
I cover this shift to cover this Christmas
Forget them old friends, I'm done with those bitches
They colour-coded my brothers and sisters
Run the rhythm, you're a brother but you're running with them
Try accusin' me of colourism (Yeah)
Blinded 'cause you look at me with tunnel vision
I was fallin', but I've gone and risen
Is this nigga trusty
Or Sideshow Bob when he's creepin' on Krusty?
Streets keep me tusslin', people discuss me
Racist disease, that shit that disgust me (Disgust me)
Don't touch me
On the streets with the sweeper 'cause the streets pretty dusty (Dusty)
And I've always got love for genuine, people that buss me (Haha)
Santan, and the gang advisor
I'ma check him out, I'm a analyser (Yeah)
She was callin' me an antagoniser
Let me sanitise, where's the sanitiser? (Jheeze)
Just flutter by, he said, "Giggs can you handle this?"
He said, "Float like a butterfly"
I bring truth but they love a lie (Yeah)
Plans, I'm the man you should run 'em by (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
In the fire, been tried
Affected the way I been wired inside
You can hide or glide, I could've been deported
That's the definition of a "Fight-or-flight"
You can type all you like, I know about homeless
Immigration, they took me from my mum's arms
Fuck a gun charge, two swords, I'm a Ronin
Błaszczykowski, I'm tryna score with the Polish
Pain in my eyes, plans of me stainin' a guy
With a vision of this changin' my life
Crime's on the rise, hate's on the rise
Feel like everythin' but my mum's pay's on the rise
"Did you come through?" That's the question
Affordin' a burner was never man's problem
Adoption, we couldn't find homes for the weapons
By the station, we got poles, no election
In the fire, been tested
Before I had money, it was time I invested
Nothin' changed, still time I invest in
Watch-game delicate, Tutankhamun, there's money in skeletons
All I gotta do is point, they're gonna sever his head
And tell **** that we're better as friends
Nights that I can't remember with some people I could never forget
Casa Cruz, you could bet a Nusr-et
Don't make me call a young gunner on the back of a 'ped
Slappin' a lead, civilians grabbin' your friends
There's chaos on the main road, they called choppers and tents
All because of some shit that you said, I got killers with me
(Killers with me) And they love me, they make a man's heart stop
The shit you find horrifyin' gets laughed off
I'm like Meekz, bro, I won't stop, can't stop
Yeah, it's kinda different when the fire's what you start from
[Bridge]
Have you been tried
In the fire? (Hot!)
Have you been tried
In the fire?
(Yes)
Have you been tried
In the fire? Oh
(Yes)
Tell me
(Did you come through?)
Did you come through?
Have you been—
[Outro]
Do your research
To travel, go and see the
Go really see the corners of the world that
Are alien to you, really do interest you
And you know, 'cause in due process, then you'll meet new people
And then those people will tell you new stories
Then you become a voice for the voiceless
I mean, you should ask Daniel, really and truly, where he goes to find himself
'Cause I don't know anything, I'm just speculatin'
Um, more importantly for you and your family
You then get to ask the questions and answer the questions
About where you were made
Like where you come from, where you're going
London, Lagos, L.A.
The journey is the film | In The Fire | Dave |
[Chorus]
I changed my number couple times cah man kept callin' me for things
And man are hatin' but they wavin' when they saw me on their strip
I know, I know they see me on the camera
Might just link Samantha, mix the gentleman with gangster
[Verse 1]
Quickly stop off at the off-licence
Bossman, let me get a two-two drink
Gyal dem ah watch my ting (Ah)
How 'bout a crook and a princess combinin'
And I've been givin' gyal the good pipe
And man walked in, yo, it's not what it looks like
Give man high five, kiss her good night
I'm in your eyesight, but I'm not your type, I'm more like low-life
Keep quiet, I'm preachin'
Put a sock in it, put a sock on the fire alarm
Fingers lookin' like a firearm while I spit this fire
Plus I came with the fire, uhm, what's that ting with the silencer?
Man come through and silence 'em
I was never the cool kid, more like strange and awkward
Biscuit for your forehead till my forearm's exhausted
I been road my fortress, spent four months in the forefront
We party for a fortnight, but I was too weak by the fourth night
[Chorus]
I changed my number couple times cah man kept callin' me for things
And man are hatin' but they wavin' when they saw me on their strip
I know, I know they see me on the camera
Might just link Samantha, mix the gentleman with gangster
I changed my number couple times cah man kept callin' me for things
And man are hatin' but they wavin' when they saw me on their strip
I know, I know they see me on the camera
Might just link Samantha, mix the gentleman with gangster
[Verse 2]
We are not G's, I am not from your ends
I don't give a fuck what you done
Two young G's, arms out, nobody move
You can get stuck in the mud
We sent your man to the shop
What do you mean? He ain't ever made it rain
Your man is a fraud, your boyfriend's livin' a lie
You're kinda like Rachel Zane
I'm gentle when it comes to the girl dem
But I'm gangster with some voddy and Voss
My girl don't wanna stop for a chat
Then I'm onto her friends like Joey and Ross
Babe, what you mean you can't talk for a sec?
It's calm, you don't even know what you lost
Stone Island from my head to my feet
When I step on the street, I don't know what it cost, but
I know it's expensive
She told me she love me, but really I don't even know if she meant it
And if feds pull this whip, that's numerous offences
Why you gassed off a rack? I put three on my dentist
I put three on my dentist
[Bridge]
Close your eyes, it might be blindin', and they wonder why I'm smilin'
Until I hear a siren, we pulled off in perfect timin'
Close your eyes, it might be blindin', and they wonder why I'm smilin'
Until I hear a siren, we pulled off in perfect timin' | Samantha | Dave |
[Intro]
Tuesday, 23rd of January, 2018
I'm here with David
This is our first session
We're just gonna talk about your background
Where you're from, any issues you've been dealing with
So, where should we start?
[Verse]
Look
Stop all the pain
How do you stop all the pain, huh?
I used to hear a voice when I was praying
But nowadays, I don't even wanna be saved
Nah, fuck that, I don't wanna be saved
I was born to be wild, I don't wanna be tamed
Talent's in my blood and I don't wanna be vain
But if I'm a psycho, then I don't wanna be sane
I used to dream of this shit when I was hopping on train
So, so bad, I used to want all the fame
My ex-girl wanna shoot a cover for Vogue
Which is pretty ironic 'cause she's top of the range
If any one of you take a shot on a track
My niggas come back and put a shot in your frame
Easy as the alphabet
Three G's in the ring, call me Alvarez
My teacher used to say I need counseling
Couldn't stop asking me, "What do you feel?"
There's so many old scars that they wanna reveal
We got off on the wrong foot 'cause I don't want 'em to heal, nah
But if you're looking for a psycho, you got one
I thought I had a screw loose but I lost one
Ninety-nine problems, money, it is not one
My currency's Kenyan, that's in it for the long run, huh
Tears on a pillow
Bro, I shed so many tears on a pillow
I used to tell my teachers that nobody gets it
I don't know Clarke but I know that I'm a Kidult
'Cause my mummy ain't been home, miss thinks I'm involved
Blame my environment, it made me a sicko
Furthermore, I should bring that bitch down to Streatham
And then make her spend a day in a veil like a widow
Kiddo, we seen swords longer than a limo
My bros are blacksmiths like Jaden and Willow
Man, there's weapons over here, we're reppin' over here
We're from the Southside but it's Streatham over here
No telling if you're selling, hold the wettin' over here
Get him over here, who the fuck is checkin' over here?
Most my niggas are the ones applying pressure over here
Fuck assault, I can get a nigga peppered over here, whoa
We wanted more than some food on the strip or moving a brick
My niggas went to school with the rich and we were broke
Hiding crow in a Rubicon drink
Which is funny 'cause that's how we put food in the fridge
So, who am I?
Someone tryna live his best life
I just wanna take a pretty woman for a test drive
If I bring her to my room and I press, I
Guarantee she gonna see the force like an ex-wife
People tell me I'm a little bit barmy
For my army, I need a bottle of Bacardi
If it's me and a pouch with my dargy
Shawty, you're seeing two stars in the party
Fuck what you heard
I'm a top boy and I ain't giving man a turn
I don't wanna know a pretty woman wanna flirt
Learned you can judge a nigga by the women that he curves
I love this game, I ain't lost focus
I'm a hitmaker, if you haven't noticed
I could be the rapper with the message like you're hoping
But what's the point in me being the best if no one knows it?
Brother I'm a careful, humble, reckless, arrogant, extravagant
Nigga probably battlin' with manic depression
Man, I think I'm going mad again
It's like I'm happy for a second then I'm sad again
And to my fans, the reason I could get to this
You're my drug, the instrumental my therapist
Man, I need some therapy
My girl saying that she'll never leave
I'm scared she gonna find a better me
Deeper insecurities, like
What if I don't leave a legacy?
Money why they check for me
Mummy lost respect for me
I wish that we could be together but that ain't how life works
I used to cry about my dad until my fucking eyes burnt
Nose running, you don't know nothing
Before I put a penny on the table, I provided for my family
Held my mother's hand through the agony, hey
You ever force sleep 'cause you don't wanna be awake?
In a way, you're tired of the reality you face?
If you're thinking 'bout doing it
Suicide doesn't stop the pain, you're only moving it
Lives that you're ruining
Thoughts of a world without you in it, hiding
I ain't psycho but my life is | Psycho | Dave |
[Intro]
I don't wanna dead no
I don't wanna sort it
I don't wanna, I don't wanna
I don't wanna (Steel Banglez)
[Chorus]
I don't wanna dead no beef
I don't wanna sort it out
I don't wanna hear no words
I don't wanna talk it out
I don't wanna dead no beef
I don't wanna sort it out
I don't wanna hear no words
I don't wanna talk it out
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna talk 'bout the ins and outs
But in my bank, more money goes in than out
So I had to 'low the paigon, allow the baitin'
If I touch you, I'll bet you my house gets raided
I'm with some dumb yutes that'll blaze for cussin'
Don't raise their yute, but they will raise the somethin'
And I like my car with the roof off
I like my girl in Louboutin
But sometimes I'm with the duttiest girls
'Cause those are the easy ones
But too bad they only see me once
'Cause we one-night them
I wonder why we don't like them
All this money I spend, 'cause I
[Chorus]
I don't wanna dead no beef
I don't wanna sort it out
I don't wanna hear no words
I don't wanna talk it out
I don't wanna dead no beef
I don't wanna sort it out
I don't wanna hear no words
[Bridge]
'Cause I'm self-made, self-paid
Girls wanna phone for a friend
Over and over again
Over and over and over again
Self-made, self-paid
Girls wanna phone for a friend
Over and over again
Over and over and over again (Uh)
[Verse 2]
Not again, oh my days
Another girl with her sly ways
And why's this girl movin' sideways?
Every time my iPhone ping, she's looking at it sideways
I need a gyal that rubs back and gives massages
Not a gyal that backchats and sends messages
Saying she hates me, then loves me
Says, "Fuck you," then fucks me (Yo)
[Verse 3]
Walk in a party, standard
Where's your army? Where's your mandem?
On Insta, sittin' in a mad whip
In traffic, man are looking like a catfish
Fake yutes, plastic
Stop acting, man are all average
My girl got a body bombastic
Elastic, call her Mrs. Fantastic
[Bridge]
Like oh, pull up in a car, I cruise
Hopped out cool, nice move
Why she wanna know? When I said I'm with a star
She just turned around and she said, "Who?"
Took her home with us, that's standard
She wanna roll with us, that's standard
Niggas gettin' paid, that's standard
This Mo and Dave, that's bangers | No Words | Dave |
[Intro]
Ahh
[Chorus]
Tweakin', tweakin'
One-twenty on the M-way, speedin'
LV hat, backpack and sneakers
Any girl that I'm with is a ten
Nine, eight, bredrin, decent
Now I'm in a party with the sweetest
Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces
I'm tweakin', tweakin'
One-twenty on the M-way, speedin'
LV hat, backpack and sneakers
Any girl that I'm with is a ten
Nine, eight, bredrin, decent
Now I'm in a party with the sweetest
Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces
[Verse 1]
My brudda got a new wristwatch
But don't watch that 'cause you could get
You could get nauseous, could get seasick
I mean, all of my ex-girls hate me
But how you gonna have my baby, baby?
Don't you know I'm livin' that, baby boy?
Lifestyle, everyting crazy
If you don't chat to your guy, your G'll see
I ain't talkin' Mercedes, nah
Let's talk 'bout drama
I got a peng brownin' in my zone
And I'm in the zone too like Karma
Man, pull up, hop out, pull over
If it's palava, cool, say nada
Now I'm in a party with Tara
And that girl got body like armour
Football in Balenciagas
Or I kickball in my all-black Pradas
No actin', never went RADA
I'm a top boy like Sully but darker
Hahaha, what's the drama?
Peng tings still get aired
Left on read then blue like Barça
If it ain't about face, don't dial me
If it ain't about face, won't answer
I got a brownin' livin' in Sydenham
Professor X 'cause, true say, the back ain't there
But the brain is brilliant
And my new ting came with kids
And that's okay 'cause I am still dickin' it
Little man wanna jump on FIFA
So I'm close to the sun like Icarus
Whitewash man then I'm back in the room with his marge
Tryna whitewash that for the thrill of it
No bareback, man gotta jimmy it
Backside jigglin', shakin', ripplin'
And her neck just ticklin'
Tryna hide my face cah I can't stop gigglin'
Them man all hickory dickory
Watch glistenin' but the Rollie tickin', it's
It's, it's such a shame
[Chorus]
Tweakin', tweakin'
One-twenty on the M-way, speedin'
LV hat, backpack and sneakers
Any girl that I'm with is a
[Interlude]
Man around that were snitches
They're not around no more
They're not around no more
And who do you think that's because of?
[Verse 2]
Was it us that got a man movin'? Ah, don't be stupid
No bumper, wah di bumba?
New number, hit her back like, "Who's this?"
Cucumber in her belly like a broomstick, huh
R8 or the Lamborghini?
Them man there don't plan to see me
Cah my niggas on greaze like Santorini
I've got a brown-skin girl from Bush
That will take that charge on the chest if I say so
Both hands on her wig while I hit from the back
Got me pullin' on her tracks and cane rows
Two man in a Superdry jacket and new Astra
Man, it's lookin' like plain clothes
We ain't never had halos
Just Henny and Jenny from the block, no J.Lo
This year here is gonna be a mad one
I need a good girl, I need a bad one
I need a brand new vest and a handgun
Them man need that more than a man does
Them man need cash more than a man does
Them man been crashed more than a man, look
You don't wanna end up in my bad books
It's not a good look givin' man a bad look
[Chorus]
Tweakin', tweakin'
One-twenty on the M-way, speedin'
LV hat, backpack and sneakers
Any girl that I'm with is a ten
Nine, eight, bredrin, decent
Now I'm in a party with the sweetest
Chocolate brownin', Reese's Pieces
[Outro]
Ayy, what 'bout you anyway?
What 'bout your love life?
That's a good question, man
Wouldn't mind havin' a bit of fun if I'm being honest | Professor X | Dave |
[Intro]
Just had to kick a chick out of the studio, fam, shit's nuts, fam
(Hahahaha)
Nah, like, in Kyle's words, fam, the truth is madder than fiction, fam
It's nuts out here
(Oi, ayy, write that shit down)
Look
[Chorus]
I see a ting that I touched, tell me about talkin' stage, gotta tell her, "Don't force it"
Beef man, pepper and salt it, me and RJ gotta pull up, no talkin'
Trap, you ain't got a rack to your name, my bro brick layin', we don't know about Shoreditch
Rental, I never insured it, M25, gotta whip that calmly
Man try beef with my dargy, Warzone ting how I come third party
My little nigga can't lose that cash, I drop YGs, do it like Kehlani
I don't rock Gucci or Armani, ST from ST, I can't
Squash that beef like fruit and barley, still got a one black star like Kwame
[Verse]
Three car convoy in Sutton, my mum got matching whips with Yungen
Should've made Shanei hold on somethin'
But it nevеr would've worked cah the girl too stubborn
Young Gs talking my namе on the ends
Gotta tell a man, "Please don't risk it"
On a right day, man ah just frisk him
On a wrong day, I'm gettin' man airlifted
I'm in Hollywood Hills with a white Rolls Royce
And a one brownin' from Compton
The Lambo parked just in front
Man pull up to the bumper and do it like Konshens
She wanna go LV, no problem
Went for the cheapest bag, that's nonsense
I took a hundred bags from Barclays bank
No cap, you can go and ask Ellie
That one mine, Bouncing Betty
The bag four K, like a HD telly
Best believe that I'm back like Nelly
Chest petite with a back like jelly
I'm seein' man send indirects
If you wanna war man, then you better be vocal
My right hand got a semi, that's local
And this Brownin' I can't post on socials
My girl gotta be far from social, I don't wanna see her at Carni'
Four-double-eight in the party, LBC how I nicked the Ferrari
Girls say we're the littiest batch in South London and, bro, it's a fact
Airport, we're going for bants, I hopped out the plane, I ain't going Verdansk
What you know about telling a ten-ten to keep her clothes on and moving good?
I ain't on beating or misogyny, it's mahogany, I got bougie wood
Look, Airbnb with the guys, it's a white man's face that I use to book
Chill with the stupid looks or it's gonna be a kettle that I use to cook | Verdansk | Dave |
[Intro]
And I want you now with me
And I want you now with me
And I—
[Verse]
I made a link with the Russians
Six figure discussions, dinners in public
My linen all tailored
My outstanding payments swift like Taylor
And boy, I owe dem man a beatin'
But don't watch what I'm makin'
Just know I put both of the P's in opp
At the same time, I put the "pay" in paigon
Man wanna beef, don't know what the stakes is
Broad daylight, do a nigga on a day shift
Free Scales, got him livin' on basic
My location changes quicker than gears on a brand-new Porsche Cayman
I told RJ put down the line and he did
But he's got another three like H's
I gotta watch for the greed and the hatred
I'm sayin' who's on votes?
We hit up a nigga and see who's on smoke when it's that time
You can run that shit there and it's cool but you can't hear like a bad line
It's been fifteen minutes since me and her fucked and I'm sayin', "What you still in the house for?"
Girls say I'm rude but they won't never leave, 'cause you know the jab right like southpaws
Outdoors, me and my niggas are all outlaws
I tell a man speak with respect
How you gonna say that we beef with your chest
Like Sergei didn't G-lean on your set?
I do not have one neek as a friend
If it's beef on the ends, then it's peaker for them
This ting's comin' like Pokémon Go
'Cause I see man once, never seen him again
Man don't really wanna walk to the shop
Or jump in the train cah the ends got tension
One eye on my opps, two eyes on my friends
'Cause at least with my opps, man knows their intentions
I turned a loss to a lesson
I turned a curse to a gift and a blessing
Any girl that I've got an interest in
Face interesting, body impressive
I got ninety-nine out of a hundred marks in class on my English questions
I'd get the same if I did it again 'cause I still don't know the definition of restin'
I've put blood in, I've put sweat in
I shed tears when my niggas got sentenced
I spent years with my niggas in Streatham
But you wouldn't know that 'cause you don't live this
What have you done for your siblings?
I made sure that the family's sweet
So many days that I starved myself just to make sure that my whole family eats
The Merc is a beast and I'm blackin' it out
One point nine on the plan for a house
I ain't got a memory of when dad was around
Still a child when I turned man of the house
Tell me what you know about a bag full of bills
And your mum crying out, saying, "Son, I can't take it"
And then staring in the mirror for an hour
With a tear in your eye like, "I gotta go make it"
Ever seen a good friend turn paigon?
A pretty girl glow down, turn basic?
Ever seen a nigga 'nough man rated
Losing his mind 'cause of food that he's takin'?
You're either a lamb or you're Hannibal
Good kid but I grew up 'round animals
No chick can't tell me about attitude
I got a girl from the Screwface Capital
[Outro]
And I want
And I, and I
And I, and I, and I, and I
And I want, and I want
And I want
And I, and I
And I, and I, and I, and I
And I want, and I want
And I want
And I, and I
And I, and I, and I, and I
And I want, and I want
And I want
And I, and I
And I, and I, and I, and I
And I want, and I want | Screwface Capital | Dave |
[Verse 1]
Like
I met my girl when I was eighteen-years-old
And she was just turnin' twenty-three
I really love her from my heart
And even though I don't deserve it, fam, I hope she loves me
So I just done this private show, I'm doin' Footlocker promo
And judgin' from the postcode it was Shoreditch or Soho
Did six or seven tracks, made six or seven racks
A couple days later on Twitter I saw this photo of myself and I was grinning
That 4K camera of quality had got me tripping
So I'm checking out who did it
When I stumbled on this girl
And I could tell that she was different
A couple hours later now I'm liking all her pictures
I ain't finished
I typed her Twitter name into my Insta so I could check on every single little digit
Why didn't I just message her?
Trust me I was thinking, but I'm a self-centred rapper too concerned about my image
The truth
So when she hit me first I'm pretty shocked I didn't burst
I'm callin' Josh, Jack and Juss, who am I ringin' first?
Man, I was so excited that I replied
A minute later, that's that "Bro, I think that you just let her know" excited
Too excited, no clue on what I should do excited
So I'm just typin', ramblin' like a fool, excited
[Verse 2]
Look, look
And we were talkin' for hours over some minor things
Ignorin' everyone else, to her, I'm replyin' quick
This type of chick, she got a spark like you were lightin' spliffs
You know you like her when you're thinking about your words
She got me typing, deleting my messages then re-writing
In the hope that there's a smile when she's replyin'
The highlight of my day, them phone calls in the night, it's the little things
The girl, she had a vibe and I liked it and
She's into photography, she's got a passion for it
And she respects that I'm rappin' but she ain't cattin' for it
See, that's the perfect balance, there's nothin' better than
A girl with talent, drive, ambition, all of them things above
She's showin' in abundance, I ain't even met her yet
She works around the corner but lives just outside of London
I ain't frontin', I'm a sweet boy, intentions are in question
So my compliments are decoys if that even makes sense
The first time I met her, I'm surrounded by my friends
Random ends on some staircase, so much for a first date
I just had a show and I asked if she could meet me after
Maybe we could chill, you never know where things could go
No problem, she down to roll, travelled in the cold
So I went across the road, grey hoodie under her coat
If I'm rememberin' correctly, it's always kind of weird when
A person that you were texting's a person that you're obsessed with
I was on her from the jump, I think she was wearin' pumps
Or Vans when I first met her, know it's either either one
She was lookin' so attractive, I barely saw skin
'Cause she was covered like a mattress, man, I think that she's the one
I was stuck for twenty seconds tryna to give the girl a hug
And all my friends are drunk so fuck it, I'm 'bout to kiss her
Any complications, I'm blamin' it on the liquor
Changin' my name on Twitter and blockin' her on my Insta
I saw her skin blush the moment that our lips touched
She pulled my bottom lip until it stretched
Kissed me on my cheek until she reached around my neck
And had me moanin' like a bitch, even though I'm wearin' jeans
I had to re-arrange my dick so she don't see that I'm erect
It's the first time we met, got me feelin' like a creep
And that strawberry flavour gave her tongue a kinda sweet little taste
And we could speak about anything we were friends first
I dropped her to the station, I remember
'Cause we had a conversation for ages about our dreams
And the things that we hadn't seen and all that we intended to do
I bet she's hopin' my intentions are true
And as months went by we both got into it
And intimate
And I'ma spare you the details 'cause both of our parents are probably listenin'
But really we were into it, into us, into this
Into everything about each other, we were lovers
And I love her 'cause she knows me and that's probably why she told me
You ain't ready for a girl, you're still a little kid that's
Gettin' ready for the world and you don't need that kinda burden
But I told her that I want it and I'm just being honest
Yes, I know that girls exist but I don't see them as a problem
I meant every single word and I ain't gonna lie and say
DM's have been absurd but out of every single girl
This is the weirdest of positions, it's usually the girl
That's askin' where I see her fittin' or a place on her position
But I'm tellin' her I need it and I don't think she sees it
So I'm being even sweeter when we're speakin' and we're meetin'
I've got affectionate messages, you could read them
You gotta tell a girl that she's beautiful till she sees it
Believes it, understands it more than physically
Mentally, and the way that I'm feelin'
I could talk for ten years about the moments that we shared
The jokes that we had runnin', the places that we been
The music we made together, producin' next to my bed
Then makin' my minor changes in reference to what she said
I think I started gettin' tired, my schedule's a mess
Replies are gettin' lazy and my lady knows it's crazy
But she's there if I'm in need while I'm at shows gettin' tempted
By girls that are on their knees, you know I'm only a teen
It's like my eyes started driftin', not as easy as I pictured
To give your all to a woman, ignorin' all this attention
That's been gettin' to my head, the sex is so accessible
One message or text and girls will get in your bed
She's tryna make it happen with photos at her events
I mention it's her passion, photography is her thing
And I don't know if it's the pressure where paper meets the passion
And the pleasure, we all gotta work to survive
So now she's popping up at shows, takin' pictures on her own
And at first, it wasn't cool but, fuck it, we'll let it go
Until I saw her in some rapper's tracksuit, I felt a way
She told me it was work and she was in some studio
Takin' pictures and I just sighed, some halfway-wannabe
Rappers had fed her lies, they ain't lookin' for no picture
I know it's your profession but read their intentions
They ain't payin' male photographers to shoot that same session
And I felt so disrespectful, standin' on her dreams
And crushin' 'em, I just told her it's nothing, do what you need to do
If I ain't feedin' you then my opinion's
All I'm givin' when I speak to you 'cause I don't have the right
Why should girls be punished for a male's dirty mind?
When I think about it now, I'm ashamed to the core
I mean how many men stop their women from achievin'
What they can because in secret they been feelin' insecure?
And I can't handle my emotions, it's probably why I didn't see her
Talent when I should've been supportin' and promotin'
Like I didn't have a platform, a voice and a followin'
With everyone I knew, I really coulda done a lot of things
To help chase her dream but instead of me to grow
Into the person that she needs, I acted like I couldn't see
And I don't mean to say this like I don't trust the girl
But how can I trust her if I don't trust myself?
And even girls can get tempted, you know how it goes
What if she meets a bigger rapper when she's at a show?
What if he sees her backstage? What if he's sellin' lots?
What if he's got a bigger car? Got a better watch?
That doesn't bother me, she really ain't material
It's all the little things they do that put the fear in you
What if he actually replies? What if he phones her too?
What if he's doin' all the things that I'm supposed to do?
What if he's listenin', laughin', relatin'?
What if he even cares to ask her how her day's been?
What if he's tryna give her everything she needs
And expects from the one damn person that she's datin'?
I shoulda helped her follow her dream
But instead, I held her back and had her followin' me
And boy's got a brave face so they'll never know
That it hurts just as much when you let them go | How I Met My Ex | Dave |
[Intro]
Knife crime is at a near-record high
With more than forty blade offences every day in London
At a youth club in South London not far from where
Someone was stabbed less than twenty-four hours ago
The outline to direct link between violent crimes
Social exclusion and austerity
A study by City Hall found that London has seen an increase of 71% in victims of serious youth violence since 2012
The Mayor says this is linked to an increase in poverty
With the highest rates of violence taking place in somе of the poorest boroughs (Look)
[Verse]
I bet thеm boys think I'm panickin'
Check what my young G's are carryin'
His blade same length as a javelin
I don't know about B-ball or what's happenin'
But know that it's fucked if he's travellin' and we see him
I can't lie, I was depressed at phases
I was nineteen when the team nearly left him faceless
Hopin' that we never left no traces
You know when you're so damn tired in your house
But you can't sleep cah you got pendin' cases
I used to love temptin' fate, but now it's temptin' faces
For half my career, I was part of that
My best friend got a burner, and it's lookin' like a artifact
Put it in your puffer or your Prada hat
Like fuck panic, that's a heart attack
Yeah, it's like, life's so fucked in the time that we're in
We're fightin' the world, and we're fightin' within
Somali dad ran away from a war
Now his son's in a war, that's the cycle we're in
I know niggas that didn't do time in a bin
That have never had freedom of mind, are you sick?
'Round here, main way to provide for your kin
Is in a flick blade, little push-bike and a sim
In London, a place where it's nicer to live
Is only five minutes out from the guys on the strip
Where man make yay' work, heard he a soldier
I know that nigga hasn't got balls like Grey Worm
As I grow older, change of perspective
I gotta stay loyal to my girl, that's the trait she was blessed with
Restaurants, raves with my bredrins
Life's too short, so we gotta turn up
Man talk on my ting for the 'Gram, it's intrusive
I never really thought 'bout taking a life
Till I found out my ex-girl's dad is abusive
I felt, "How could I be a man and not do shit?"
I'm on the way there now, and I don't wanna lose it
But fightin' her battle's only hurtin' the girl
How can I protect her from the world
When I couldn't even protect her from myself?
On my grandmother's grave, shit happens again
I put a knife through a family friend
Most the women that I know had shit happen to them
So innocent till guilty, ain't somethin' that I have to respect
I think back to my youth, and I was so ungrateful
How many of our parents had dreams they abandoned
So they could put food on the table?
Intelligent, worthy, and able, that's somebody's parent
You know?
And that affected the way that I see shit
Nightclub toilet, you peed on the seat
'Cause you don't know how it feels when your mum's gotta clean shit
And her boss treats her like she don't even mean shit
And she gotta wait for the bus in the rain, and it's freezin'
And Miss said that you won't ever be shit
And you don't wanna cry about dad, but you need him
I grew up so fucked, but I didn't even deep it
I'm numb to the feelin' of grievin'
And man gettin' birded
African mums on the floor, just screamin'
It's mad cah I try so hard
Death's got to be easy, cah life's so hard
I was twelve wishin' that I was a white man, hard
Cah if I was then they probably wouldn't life man's dargs
I was dead broke, fam, I couldn't swipe mans card
And time might pass, but I still gotta stay with it
It wasn't his beef, but I see him try claimin' it
That's why he caught a bullet with another man's name on it
Now he can't do leg day or put strain on it
Every time you hear me freestyle, I put pain in it
I used to wonder, "Does God have favourites?"
Touch me, it's dangerous, I wouldn't play with it
'Cause you can go sleep, and have a different type of wake for it
I miss my dogs
Unstable, you violate Chris? Then rah
Turn Chris Benoit
Have him hit from far, nah
Fill 'em up with bricks and glass, nah
My young G's will grip, then blast
Have you tried in the street
Fuck findin' my feet
I could ride, but it's better when I'm ridin' a beat
My emotions are peak, it ain't a sign of defeat or the weak
I would **** you, then cried in my sleep
Dropped Juss two racks and told him, "Buy the machine"
I'm LeBron in Miami, I provide for the heat
God strike me if I'm lyin', I ain't cryin' in this beef
Unless the tear's comin' tatted on the side of my cheek
I provide for my peeps, the Lamb' white in the seat
So I'm literally a wolf disguised in a sheep
You have five-figure dreams, I have five-figure sleep
Five hours more than enough time that I need
Man want a fair fight, but I ain't on it when we see him
Fuck honour, this revolver is onomatopoeic
Let it stut-tut-tut-tut-tut-tut-tutter when you see him
Free Scalez, Free C and free my niggas till I see 'em
I wouldn't wanna be 'em
My OG’s roamin', I don't need a Colosseum
You see it?
So I'm playin' it good, let hood politics stay in the hood
Fuck the internet, you see this new generation
They're Insta'-beefin' and I ain't into speakin'
When I ducked down
I had him runnin' in a lift like he missed a meetin'
There's no good reason to risk your freedom
The yutes dem snitch and them bitches sneakin'
She don't wanna talk 'bout friendship
She just wanna deal with the pipe like I'm fixin' leakin'
And sleep with a legend like Chrissy Teigen
Where I'm from, the word "Life" has a different meanin'
Man smile in your face, but them niggas schemin'
Try involve me in a flakey dealin'
Sistine Chapel, I'ma paint the ceilin'
I’ve been violated and I hate the feelin'
That's why nowadays, man hates the preachin'
We smile in the visit, cah we ain't defeated
The Supreme Court's where my mates appealin'
I can't breed that girl, that's torture
South London, it's just slags on the corner
And influencers tryna bag them a baller
She a gold digger, I can tell from her aura
Her socials say princess, she a pauper
When it's time for it, need more for my daughter
Call me a talker, but man are gettin' lined like lambs in the slaughter
It's life-threatenin' and I can tell from the borer
Cut through a nigga like a knife through flora
Feds got the guys on a case and they stalk us
It's a conspiracy, like tinfoil hats and a new world order
Touch me, you better have a life insurer
Bloodthirsty, I got sharks in the water
And trust me, I know a killer well, no orca
Have you ever seen a nightmare brought to life?
Where I'm from, you get cheffed on a normal night
Man talk on my name, but it's porky pies
I'll really put it in a prick like a porcupine
Little bro wanna save for a .45
Go board a flight, there's more to life
Yutes on the M6 all the time
We don't need TfL for a northern line
All the best politicians been taught to lie
Where do they buy cocaine when they're snortin' white?
Are their dealers safe or on the borderline?
It's ironic, cah we don't know where to draw the line
Man see Blue Story, they're mortified
Man see Scarface and it's glorified
'Cause when you're Black, everything gets scrutinised
That's why they call it "Urban", it gets euphemised
South London, man are gettin' euthanised
I see a yute's demise, I wasn't too surprised
He got soaked, but his right-hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron, I don't know about anaemia
I took the hard road, we don't know about the easier
One bag of whores and drug paraphernalia
When ends got sticky, had a flicky with Emelia, I mean Olivia
This ain't Libya, this ain't Syria
You act sillier, we let it seep in your skin like Nivea
Who Wants To Be a Millionaire, I won it
Never done a gameshow or trivia
I done Wandsworth, Erlestoke visitor
I done Springhill, Grendon, Swinfen, Whitemoor, Swaleside, Brixton visitor
I done M-way trips, done shit that I wish I never did
Becah I could have been a prisoner
Is this the shit that appeals to the listeners?
Road ain't no amazin' life
The ends full of snakes and jail's just a waste of time
I tell my young G's, "Take your time"
Fuck Jazz, you could really see a major nine
Yo, I'm so ashamed of how I used to get figures
Man sell you a dream like the road ting's lit
And then they leave out the parts where you're buryin' your niggas
Or in jail, wonderin' who's puttin' dick inside your Misses
I'm so fuckin' determined
I was in intensive care when I was born, mummy fell down the stairs
Whether I was gonna live or not was somethin' uncertain
I used the word "Fell," with the commas inverted
You see, growin' up I had it far from perfect
But nobody did, so I'm a normal person
I gotta be grateful, we all have demons, and all see angels
Or maybe it's me
A Black yute's more than a face on a screen
A number on a laptop or name on a sheet
We got stories to tell and got places to be
From my heart, that's the makin' of me
[Outro]
I was selling, look, I was selling tomatoes
I sell, my leg hurts
I struggled 'cause I didn't want to suffer again
**** I just wanted, he'd just make me so upset
Three times I tried to come here
I went to Hannover, they sent me back
I tried so much, he has not seen anything yet
I was in detention camps for months and years, I didn't give up
I was not even twenty when I left Africa
I was determined to survive
I was determined to succeed
I didn't know anybody, nobody was ready to help me
Even when you were born
You were six weeks old, this one is not even Africa, it's this nation
I was on the streets for three years
I have three babies in my hand
Nobody let me in, nobody in this nation
I couldn't pay my rent, deported gangsters carried—
I didn't give up, I carried my babies everywhere
And now this is how **** pay me back for all those pain that I go through
Every day I lay in my bed, I'm in pain
You see what he's doing to me
**** want to kill **** want to kill me | Heart Attack | Dave |
[Verse 1]
Look, black is beautiful, black is excellent
Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident
It's workin' twice as hard as the people you know you're better than
'Cause you need to do double what they do, so you can level them
Black is so much deeper than just African-American
Our heritage been severed, you never got to experiment
With family trees, 'cause they teach you 'bout famine and greed
And show you pictures of our fam on their knees
Tell us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin' child soldiers gettin' killed by other children
Feelin' sick, like, "Oh shit, this could have happened to me"
Your mummy watchin' tellin' stories 'bout your dad and your niece
The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
A kid dies, the blacker the killer, the sweeter the news
And if he's white, you give him a chance, he's ill and confused
If he's black, he's probably armed, you see him and shoot
[Verse 2]
Look, black is growin' up around the barbershop
Mummy sayin', "Stay away from trouble, you're in yard a lot"
Studying for ages, appreciatin' the chance you got
'Cause black is in your blood, and you ain't even got the heart to stop
Black is steppin' in for your mother because your father's gone
And standin' by your children when you haven't proven karma wrong
Black is doin' all of the above then goin' corner shop
And tryna help a lady cross the road to have her walkin' off
Black is growin' up around your family and makin' it
Then being forced to leave the place you love because there's hate in it
People say you fake the shit, never stayed to change the shit
But black is bein' jealous, you'd be dead if you had stayed in it
Black is strugglin' to find your history or trace the shit
You don't know the truth about your race 'cause they erasin' it
Black has got a sour fuckin' flavour, here's a taste of it
But black is all I know, there ain't a thing that I would change in it
[Verse 3]
Look, black ain't just a single fuckin' colour, man, there's shades to it
Her hair's straight and thick, but mine's got waves in it
Black is not divisive, they been lyin', and I hate the shit
Black has never been a competition, we all make this shit
Black is deadly
Black is when you're freezin' in your home and you can't get sleep, but never feelin' empty
'Cause you got twenty cousins in your country living stress-free
Walkin' for their water, daughter wrapped inside a bed sheet
Black is distant, it's representin' countries that never even existed while your grandmother was livin'
Black is my Ghanaian brother readin' into scriptures
Doin' research on his lineage, findin' out that he's Egyptian
Black is people namin' your countries on what they trade most
Coast of Ivory, Gold Coast, and the Grain Coast
But most importantly to show how deep all this pain goes
West Africa, Benin, they called it slave coast
Black is so confusin', 'cause the culture? They're in love with it
They take our features when they want and have their fun with it
Never seem to help with all the things we know would come with it
Loud in our laughter, silent in our sufferin'
Black is bein' strong inside and facing defeat
Poverty made me a beast, I battled the law in the streets
We all struggled, but your struggle ain't a struggle like me
Well how could it be when your people gave us the odds that we beat?
I mean, fuckin' hell, what about our brothers that are stuck in jail?
That couldn't bust the bail, they held a bird and gotta live with it
Black is bein' guilty until proven that you're innocent
Black is sayin', "Free my fucking niggas stuck inside in prison cells"
They think it's funny, we ain't got nothin' to say to them
Unconditional love is strange to them, it's amazin' 'em
Black is like the sweetest fuckin' flavour, here's a taste of it
But black is all I know, there ain't a thing that I would change in it | Black | Dave |
[Part I]
[Intro]
And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet?
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We're all just, like, looking for a happy ending somewhere
[Verse 1]
Hey, it's okay (It's okay)
I don't care if no one knows my name
Pain, it's all the same (It's all the same)
Even if you think it's all in vain
[Chorus]
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hm-mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a liе
We'll be therе, you and I
Hm-mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
[Verse 2]
Yeah
You keep the bread all to yourself and you get mold from it
You give a good girl a rose and you get gold from it
Have a child with a rat and you'll get a mouse from it
You give a woman a brick and you'll get a house from it
The first time splittin' up always the hardest thing
Love's a film and I'm just flickin' through the parts I'm in
I told her, "I don't wanna argue in this car I'm in"
And that's when she hit me with a
"Well, I don't get why you would tell me you want me to be your wifey
When you wanna be Romeo, have me here for the rodeo
I don't believe you when you gas me up and hype me
'Cause you're lusting and these women you're fuckin' look nothin' like me, David
You find asylum in the countries that you fly me
And carry all of your guilt in designer bags that you buy me, David
I ain't askin' you to be someone you wasn't"
I just wanna fuck with the person I fell in love with, but, uh
Petite waist, sweet face, I'll find another man
You must have forgotten who the fuck I am
There's plenty niggas waitin' for chances
Ask me if I'm taken, I say, "Taken for granted"
But you know this already 'cause we've spoken already
Want me to wait 'cause you ain't ready, nah, we're both in our twenties
I'd date a man before I wait for a man, this ends here
'Cause I'll be damned if I give a fucking loser my best years
Got my own car, own money and my own body
If I show body, this for me, this ain't for nobody
I'ma change the lock on the door, think I'm a homebody?
You won't have a house to fucking live in
'Cause you taught me you don't listen
There's a difference in mistakes and in decisions, David
The first time was the worst time
It didn't hurt like the second or the third time
She put her life on pause
[Chorus]
'Cause I am turning hurt
Into rose, into rose, into rose, oh
Into rose, into rose, into rose
How could we let it slide?
Hm-mm-mm-mm
Looking back at our lives
The future's just a lie
We'll be there, you and I
Hm-mm-mm-mm
On both sides of a smile
Hm-mm-mm-mm
[Part II]
[Intro]
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm (Yeah)
[Verse]
I just came to the area I grew up in
And they can't even see the car, but from the engine, they know it's me
From no fixed abode to the coast of Greece
I'm most at home in the places I ain't supposed to be
I grew up seeing mummy count pennies
Tryna buy a train ticket, but forget sayin', "Woe is me"
Now I'm in L.A. with the open sea
They both feel like things I wasn't supposed to see
Used to be my pulse, we was close
Now we argue to the rhythm of a broken beat
To the beat of a broken heart
Napoleon Bonaparte meets Joan of Arc, shh
We're both fightin' the sea, this is Noah's ark
Where lovers with a broken past grow apart
Most things that last have the slowest start
A lotta pain and a lotta tears
The only reason that I lie is 'cause of what I fear
My girl knows that I'm a fan of charity
But there's some information I ain't ever gonna volunteer
I wish that I could pay for my sins with a lump sum
Restore her belief in me with a trust fund
The money can't buy nothing when the love's done
I used to cheat with Americans for a living
I felt nervous every time I got a call from a plus one
It takes years to build when you love one
Two and half minutes and it's undone
Bought my girl a Birkin and she told me that these bitches can't chat to her, I'm tellin' her that they never could
You know you love her when you're doin' shit you never would
Come up off the drugs and bank scams
How the fuck you think I got the name Santan?
Run up on me and get a skin tan
Only when you're gone, they feel your impact
Nineteen, I had dreams of a wedding ring
So focused on running our race
You can ask James Blake, I ain't see the colour in anything
And then the world got darker than it's ever been
Real estate, I buss a smile
International, that's how I'm comin' now
Mortgage on the yard like twenty-two hundred
But the rent's got it covered by a country mile
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out, tsh
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Feels like my luck's been runnin' out, tsh
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
[Outro]
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out, tsh
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out, tsh
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm (It feels like my luck's—)
It feels like my luck's been runnin' out
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm
Hm, mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-hmm-hmm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm | Both Sides of A Smile | Dave |
[Intro]
It's
Santan
ST, look
[Verse]
I see a lot of man let their jealousy creep in
Watch who you eat with, the girls that you sleep with
Watch who you talk with, walk with, speak with
The first to the motives, and last to the meetings
Ha, all I know is how to work, bruv
Start off as a worker, and that's just how it works, bruv
When I was tryna work, niggas never tried to turn up
But, when it's time to turn up, everybody turns up
And I don't know what I was thinking with the tweets about
The searches, but when Harry got murdered
Man was so emotional, tryna find solutions
I had some good intentions, but I guess I couldn't word them
Man, life's so funny
I got a message saying that the streets don't love me
The streets don't love you, if you died today
They wouldn't donate to your fuckin' GoFundMe
A lot of man hate me, but man can't touch me
That's why I gotta chuckle, I'm a Poet, no Chuckie
My mummy tryna wake me up for college in the morning
Is the only time a human on this earth has ever rushed me
Pshh, boy, it's true
I tell them yutes that skunk weed is gonna poison you
All you wanna do is go and score a point or two
It's ironic everybody's got a point to prove
When we were young, we never listened to them older man
How you beefing man if you don't even know the man?
Before you poke a man, you man wanna expose a man
All for some Instagram clout on Exposing Gangs
Pshh, so what's gangster then?
'Cause I don't really know if I'm honest
When we were young, we had dreams of being bosses
Ballers, doctors, lawyers in an office
So how did that turn into dropping out of college
Snaps in a prison cell, bodies in a coffin
London is cursed, this city's got a problem
My bro ain't got a bird he got an ostrich, a fucking life sentence
So don't talk about experience
I say what I want and that's period, my team serious
I still got a squad full of lifers
From Dovegate to Isis, freedom is priceless
And I see a lot of man tryna draw me out
I feel the tension in the air when I walk around
But would you rather be the person talking
Or the person doing all the things that people talk about?
Scratch that, I ain't with the backchat
My mum calls me David, girls call me Santan
And fam, I don't give a fuck if you're a badman
You madman, the only guy I'm dodging is the tax man
They say that fame is a game and it's true
'Cause if you say the wrong word, then everybody wants to hang man
Ask Serge about the times that I had, man
I brought the fam together like when Tommy got the black hand
And if you got a good girl, you need to keep her close
And let her in, because the difference is
When things hit the fan, they're gonna disappear
All them side chicks, and all them mistresses
All your broskis and your affiliates
And all the man that you were standing in the pictures with
They ain't visiting 'cause they ain't got a thing to give
I'm a hypocrite, but that line between
Stopping it and living it, I'm sitting in the thick of it
You would think I told my boys to come party in South
'Cause this year I said we need to touch Bigga Fish
Too many yutes are dying and I'm sick of it | Hangman | Dave |
[Intro]
1-6-9
[Verse 1]
I spent my 19th birthday in the hospital
With my brother and my mum
And I know it sounds dumb but I felt like I lost it all
The pain's compulsory, suffering's optional
Takeshi's castle, my life's got obstacles
I'm still dealing with a whole load of stress
I see my older brother so close to the edge
And that there put a hole in my chest
And then they tell you home's where the heart is
But I got a hole where my heart is
Because I let a ho where my heart is
Never again, I had to tell her that we're better as friends
I never messaged again
Every message I send, ends up in a groupchat
'Cause girls go and tell all their friends
That's one of many reasons why I ain't sending DMs
Look, I'm gonna keep this cake and I'm gonna eat this cake
That's why I'm living three lives, I'm in GTA
I'm in Los Angeles driving a Mercedes and it's funny because honestly I didn't think I'd see LA
Surprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, coming
I need this money like its EMA
You gotta separate the rats from the G's if you can't handle cheese, how the hell you gonna be a great?
I need a blazing inferno for my enemies
Behind my back I know that everybody sends for me
And I'd respond but I don't even have the time
I mean, asking Avelino couldn't help me find the energy
I don't think my ends want the best for me
That's why they question me, fake G checking me
Fuck the road but if anybody's testing me
It's one step away like a 5-a-side penalty
Every Santander Nationwide remembers me
Right pocket full of cards, I'm a referee
Ain't it funny how this money that I'm getting came from fucking PA's like I'm sleeping with a secretary
Secondly, your girlfriend's obsessed with me
But that's a story for another day and this is why love is fucked
'Cause you went and put your trust in her and then sent me nudes
I said "Nuh-uh-uh, cover up"
I aired it, certain girls I can't respect
We're all nothing to someone, and that you can't forget
So just remember when the girl's playing hard to get
There's probably another person that she's trying hard to get
And there's probably a girl in your phone right now that you hardly text
That's looking for love
But everybody wants what they can't touch, so
[Verse 2]
If you, touch my money you can see what I'm about
You can ask your little sister I will be inside your house
Eating from your fridge, feet up on your couch
Tell your little brother "Butter me a sandwich, spread in evenly amounts"
You think I'm playing any games?
Why do you think I talk about cars, women and chains
On half of the songs I make, materialistic aims
Make me feel a way when I want it
When I got it, it don't ever feel the same
We got different types of problems
I'm getting corporate tax on this cash that I'm making
And at the same time I need to vanquish my paigons
If you think it's dead you're mistaken
I'm hot headed and dangerous
And still living in this matrix
All I wanna do is make my loved ones proud
In this year alone we made three hundred thousand
But my mum won't smile because her son's on trial
We've got different types of problems
What do you know about living in a shadow
Where every single thing that you can do is being tainted
'Cause your brother's in the station and he's ill to the marrow
12 or 13 when I turned into an adult
All them kids my age were going TeenFest
When I was getting searched by a golden retriever in a Cat. A prison while I'm standing on an arrow
We used to have cards and now we're playing with swords
My G went from Blackjack to a black Jack Sparrow
I know so many man who got a case on their head that would kill to come home
But their chances are narrow in this world that we live in
Nobody listens, we do have thoughts
But nobody's thinking and I get it
'Cause none of us are tryna play the victim
Any disrespect then retaliation, instant
I know a lot of man have been dodging karma
And they think it's all laughter 'til the bitch comes to kiss them
You know the difference between life and death is one bad decision, 3 or 4 inches
So many man my age have got P.T.S.D and I don't think that it's hit them
If you envision, the way that we're living
The things that we had seen, situations that we'd been in
You would understand why I don't wanna talk about my life in every song I've ever written
I really wanna help, but it's out of my control and jurisdiction
'Cause a lot of road yutes have got a sickness, mentally
[Verse 3]
Like, look
My mummy always used to tell me this
"David, listen when your older's speaking"
I know man that listened to their olders speaking
And now they're all life'd off and they don't know the reason
In a weird way summer is the coldest season
You'll get killed at a party for the smallest reason
One day you're chilling in secondary
Next day your right hand's a memory
So when I say that I'm alone, do you know the feeling?
When I say the game's over, do you know the meaning?
I mean that I don't have the time for this
I need a girl but same time there's no time for them
I got people inside and I don't write to them
It's like I don't feel pain no more
I can't do journeys on a train no more
Can't shed a tear writing on a page no more
I don't wanna play games no more
I don't want my friends on a case no more
And trust me, I don't want a war on the ends
But it's like you wanna start it so say no more
I'm too big for this nonsense, I don't need problems
Meetings, 1.5 milli ain't an option
I don't need a deal or an option
In my own neighbourhood
Me, Jack, Benny in the office
I don't need XL, Sony, drama
Our team's faster, street Sankara
I got a lot of love for everyone that checks for me
And a lot of love for certain girls sexually
Texting me, saying that she slept on me
And definitely wishes that she slept with me
[Verse 4]
Look
On another note I wanna say thanks to Kyle
One of my closest from young and we're still at it now
I remember when we learnt to play piano
Just to make each other jealous, who'd've thought that we would practice now
Your talent's been standing out
Be proud of your dream, you should stand and shout
I remember last year you never had a clue
And this year you went and did "Attitude"
Speaking of attitude, it's only right I say sorry for my attitude
And I ain't never mad at you
Tyrell, Manon, Fraser especially
I got a lot of things I'm dealing with mentally
I feel down a lot and I ain't got the energy
I need all of your help to get the best from me
There's way too much to do, I ain't getting sleep
And last time I got a rest they arrested me
Tell me I treatment for a video I didn't make myself from scratch
Every lyric, every melody
Every fucking beat
Every little detail in the artwork and video
Everything is me
A wonderful team and a God that I serve
My friends and my mum, my brothers and my girl
I don't want short-term success or a banger
Man are signing to a sentence, getting lost in the words
And it's fine if you sign man it's each to their own
But these clones need to know that I'm different from the world
Don't compare me to them, they couldn't beat me at my worst
It don't matter if I'm rapping or I'm singing on the verse
[Verse 5]
Look
People don't get that I'm serious
I don't wanna play games no more
And I don't wanna talk to these girls no more
I can't fuck a girl that's in it for the fame no more
And man can't talk on my name no more
I give it 5 or 10 minutes 'til your main ting talks
She's telling me that they don't talk no more but I'm pretty sure that his wifey knows more
No more, no I don't wanna play no more
No talks if it isn't money made no more
No more, no I don't wanna play no more
I don't wanna play no games no more
And I don't wanna see my girl no more
'Cause I don't really wanna see her hurt no more
My mum telling me that she's gotta stop working and I'm telling mummy you ain't gotta work no more
No more, mummy you ain't gotta hurt no more
You ain't gotta cry in your shirt no more
Mummy you ain't gotta wake up for work in the freezing cold in the middle of the night for a cheque no more
Mummy you ain't gotta cry no more
You ain't gotta stress in the night no more
And I ain't gotta say no more
We ain't playing games no more | My 19th Birthday | Dave |
[Verse 1]
Look
They say the universe, it works in a strange way
And it must be true because
We ain't from the same background or same place
But me and Lesley ended up on that same train
I'm talkin' every day
I used to wake up around seven or eight
To catch the 9:06 from Norbury Station
Two different worlds in the same location and
One day, we ended up speakin'
And I would talk about college, she would talk about meetings
And how she's plannin' on leavin'
How she hates what she does, but she needs it
I asked her what she would do when it's the weekend
And she said, she said
[Chorus]
"I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more"
[Verse 2]
She used to be the life of the party for true
And now she goin' out hardly ever
Her man got her in the yard forever
And her friends wanna help, but it's hard to tell her
Hard to let her know that her man's possessive and aggressive
And she can't even see it, but for them, it's clear as day she's in a situation
Her friend Hannah had a man that was manipulative
So she could see it from a mile off
Turtleneck jumpers, makeup around the eye spots
All the signs were there
But Lesley made it seem a light affair
Said it wasn't right to share
Her boyfriend, he was a mystery man
I didn't know much about him, but he's been in the can
Name's Jason, he's a bad boy with no reasonin'
To be honest, I don't know what Les sees in him
'Cause she's a good girl with a sweet heart
But they've both got demons and a deep past
You know opposites attract, apparently
I never heard her talk about her family ever, uh-uh
He was all that she had
Until they had an argument and he stopped callin' her back
And I don't know if there was more to the story than that
'Cause she plays things down, but according to that
He went missin' one day, in the mornin', he ran
She's doin' overtime, strugglin' affordin' the flat
'Til she lost her job, it fucked all of her plans
Couldn't pay the rent, borrowin' and callin' for cash
But Hannah, she was there for her, cared for her
When I saw Les, she told me
[Verse 3]
Les sayin', "I got nothin' to live for
It's been raw, but David, I ain't never been this poor
There's no income, my boyfriend left me
So how the fuck am I gonna survive when this kid's born?"
And I said, "It's a blessin' as mad as it is
And Les, I never even knew that you were havin' a kid"
Bro, she's four months pregnant, young and neglected
Single, but I don't think she wants to accept it
So she's still textin' exes, tryna get this
Back on track, but I don't think that she gets it
It's emotional obsession, clinical depression
Life is a lesson
And you ain't gotta sit and cry
'Cause, Lesley, livin' in this gift called life
There's no better gift than the gift of life
So can you handle it?
[Chorus]
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more
[Verse 4]
But that changed her perspective
Late in December, her baby's expected to drop
She's accepted, excited, electric, pumped
Only got to wait a few months
Her and Hannah had lunch, told her she's pregnant
And they're the closest of bredrins
So she didn't stunt to tell her, "I think that it's an error
You ain't a mum for a day, you're a mum forever
Whatever, and you and Jason break up whenever
If I'm honest, that's somethin' you should have done together"
She doesn't know that her and Jason goin' out again
And Jason doesn't know that Lesley's carryin' a child for them
She had daydreams of settlin' down with Jason
Better 'cause now they're together, it's wild
Feelin' like she needs to call her friends and tell 'em 'cause while
She's lettin' 'em down, but most of them are never around
She calls Hannah the next day
Still tryna figure out the best way
To tell her that she's gettin' back together with an ex-flame
So she left her a voicemail
Like, "Yo, Hannah, it's Les, can you call me back?
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feelin' like I need to get my aura back
I used to be so fucking confident
But these days, I swear that
[Chorus]
I don't know myself
I don't know myself no more"
[Verse 5]
It's 3:30
Lesley was meant to get a scan, but today, I think she's goin' home early
Tryna talk to Jason, tell him 'bout the kid
Addressin' any reservations, have that conversation
Middle of the summer and it's rainin'
Waiting at the train station, hella cancellations
So she gets a taxi, sittin' in a backseat
Blue jean jacket and a maxi
Actually tired and her legs are achin'
Touched the destination
Way faster than the cab driver's estimation
She put the key in the door
She couldn't believe what she see on the floor
Some size-five trainers, ragin'
Tears in her eyes, but it's cool 'cause they must be the neighbor's
And Jason's in the bedroom fully naked
Lesley runnin' up the stairs, but she's makin' noise
And she can hear Jason's voice
Sayin' "hide in the closet", but he's made his choice
So she bursts in sayin', "What kind of person
Would cheat on his pregnant girlfriend?"
Jason sayin', "What the fuck? You're pregnant? What the fuck?
You weren't even gonna tell me, I mean, what the fuck?
What do you want from us?
Nah, you ain't in love, you just wanna love"
Lesley tellin' Jason, "I don't wanna love
I don't want a you and I, I don't want a us
And also, I don't wanna talk loads
One more line before I dash like Morse code
Open the wardrobe"
And Jason's on the edge
"I just wanna see if she was prettier than me, slimmer than me
Maybe your baby's similar to me
Maybe you wanted someone thicker than me, fitter than me
To satisfy you quicker than me
I got your baby in my stomach and you did this to me
What did I ever do to you for you to finish with me?
I didn't believe my girls, but they were thinkin' of me
And give it to me, the wardrobe, give me the key'
I was pullin' at the door, but Jason's bigger than me
Literally, I remember viscerally
Jason pullin' from behind me, now he's grippin' on me
White flashes, eye gashes, when he's hittin' me, see
I just wanted to disappear, I wasn't livin' for me
Physically, I shut the fuckin' door as quick as can be
He's outside askin' why I made him do what he did
Using a kick to open up the room that I'm in
I'm feelin' afraid, barricaded with a chair in the handle
I'm hearin' sirens, I just wanna run away, but I can't"
Jason's gone by the time police have come and they saw
That there ain't no one else in the house and feds are runnin' through the door shoutin'
"We have reports of an argument with a woman"
There's blood all over the floor and it's splattered onto the wall
Lesley's on the bed and she's tryna speak to the feds
She's deep in the stress and it's meters above her head
If anything, she couldn't even say anything
But she's got this really sharp pain where her belly is
So they call an ambulance, Lesley didn't plan for this
Police are in the room tryna find the missin' piece of the puzzle
Until they stumble on somethin' that's kind of random
It's a phone in a wardrobe
It had five missed phone calls from Jason
And also a couple other numbers, so they're thinkin' that it's no help
Until they play the voicemail
Like, "Yo, Hannah, it's Les, can you call me back?
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feelin' like I need to get my aura back
I used to be so fucking confident
But these days, I swear that
[Verse 6]
She felt sick to her stomach, she started panickin'
Mind rattlin', tryna understand what Hannah did
Battlin' the shame 'cause the situation embarrassin'
She's tryna fathom it, betrayed by her own garrison
Meanwhile, she's on the bed tryna manage this
Piercin' pain in the stomach, she couldn't handle it
Now she's waitin' for an ambulance
Look
And I know she's strong
But when I heard about what happened, I was over-shocked
Her nose was gone, her jawline shattered and rocked
They said her baby was the reason she was holdin' on
She's dozin' off, doctors gettin' no response
Her heart rate slowin' down and they don't know what's wrong
Picked her up, got her out the home
And onto the stretcher for good measure, but she's fadin' out, uh
She took damage to the brain and now
She's in a coma as we speak, but I ain't sure if she can make it out
You see, this time that I'm takin' out
To tell you this story, it's more than a song or track
It's a message to a woman with a toxic man
I'm beggin' you to get support if you're lost or trapped
I understand that I can never understand
And I ain't sayin' that it's easy but it must be right
Some of your sisters, aunties, mums, or wives
Are fucked inside and they will never touch on why
I'm touched 'cause I've seen women that I loved or liked
Cry a little red tear through a bloodshot eye
This shit's awful, no matter what culture, it ain't normal
Men try and twist it and make it seem like it's your fault
In that train full of people that you're takin'
How many Lesleys are runnin' from their Jasons?
[Outro]
Angel without wings
Like the day without the night to bring her peace
A song without a voice
A spark without a flame
A child without a name
Oh, it's just wrong
Like an ocean without a shore
A soldier without a war
How can we do this anymore?
A song without a voice
A spark without a flame
A child without a name
Oh, it's just wrong
[Interlude]
Well, we've made a massive amount of progress in this last year, haven't we?
Feels like a long journey
And I must say it's been a pleasure to watch you mature and grow in thought
And in your career and life
You've opened up immensely
I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't miss these sessions
But you know, you can never stop learning about yourself
So you're always welcome
I'm just happy you're at a place now where you feel
You understand your emotions and are in control | Lesley | Dave |
[Intro]
I remember when I used to be innocent
Ain't shit changed, I'm a young Black belligerent
Child of an immigrant, lifestyle frivolous
Round here, we keep bad company cah them people pay dividends
What's the point of bein' rich when your family ain't?
It's like flyin' first class on a crashin' plane
Dinners with the same niggas, just higher bills
And all the models Himalayan, they got higher heels
[Interlude]
You know we're all alone in this together, right?
(Quiet on set, places evеrybody)
You know, the seats in the Aston rеd leather, like
(And action) Yeah
[Verse 1]
I had dreams of doin' architecture
Or sittin' through a Harvard lecture
How the fuck I end up bein' Harvey Specter?
Young Black art collector, I could take the pressure
Had scales, now it's suits that come made to measure
I drew the thin line between love and hate
Double date, what you drinkin'? Let me cut the games
Backstabbin' man, I'd rather that you cut my face
If I ain't charmin' the women, it's all the fuckin' snakes
You idolise the girl, there's no way I wife her
She only fucks with rich niggas, that's the way I like it
I can't fabricate the truth, it's just the way I write it
You got points on your creative licence
Ask Rapz, that's a criminal graduatin' in civil law
Nothin' ain't civil 'bout the Civil War
Grip a four, Gryffindor, this'll have you lyin' on your chest
I got ninety-nine marks, I wasn't tryin' on my test, I'm blessed (Why?)
Because the pasta is gamberoni, the watch is a classic Rollie
The pussy is sacred, it's holy like matrimony
I'm payin' her alimony to numb all the acrimony
The flight is to Santorini, the car is a Lamborghini
The cheese, the cheddar, the mozzarella, the fettuccine, the only aim
Look at my ego in a day in the life
Let's see what happens when you got the fuckin' game in a vice
We're all alone
[Verse 2]
I got a message from a kid on Sunday mornin'
Said he don't know what to do and that he's thinkin' of killin' himself
Me and him got more in common than he thinks
But I tell him to see a shrink, so I can go on and live with myself
I knew that my life was a film
From when I had to share a bed with my mum and I was pissin' myself
I just want my flowers while I'm here
So I can put them at the front of the grave that I been diggin' myself
I grew up in a two-bed flat
With seven people livin' with me, you don't know what I did for myself
My mum's the one that gave me opportunities
And put me in positions that I couldn't have pictured myself
We're from Nigeria, Benin City
Sin City, don't know what it's like? Take a trip for yourself
Poverty's killin' us, the government's killin' us
If they ain't killin' us, then we're killin' ourselves
I would die for the niggas I love
My life's full of plot holes, and I'm fillin' 'em up
I told mummy, "I ain't nothin' like my father"
I'ma show her there's a different definition to love
I tell my fans we're all alone in this together
You can trust me, all the shit that you been feelin', you're feelin' with me
We all took the wrong turns in different streets
We all cry the same tears on different cheeks
I got a message from a kid on Monday mornin'
Said he's grateful I responded, and he's feelin' at peace with himself
Me and him got more in common than he thinks
But I tell him it's nothin' big, so I can go on and live with myself
I knew that God would cast me as the lead in somethin' special
When he messaged me and told me that I saved his life
In twenty-three years, I done so much wrong
But in that moment, I just felt like I had made it right
[Outro]
Hey Dave, it's Molly Cowan
Um, we sent to you a, um, movie
An NDA to sign, um, in an e-mail and also by DocuSign
For, um, a movie called ****, um, which **** is directing with ****
And Nina Gold is casting
Ehm, there's very little info that we have
But, um, I think it's definitely one to put our hat in the ring for and go for
If there is a way in which you could do a tape out there
Please have a look and get back right away, thanks, bye | We’re All Alone | Dave |
[Chorus]
She winin' like a nice booshie
Came on a Rambo ting, everyting camouflaging
Looking like a bulletproof vest, nah, that's just a body warmer
Big man gossiping, there's noting worser
Assure it, I'm a father for them man
Bring something larger for them man
Disaster, disaster for them man
Them man, them man, them man there
Make a one trip there, just to make a one ting clear
Then fly out to Edinburgh
I'm so fly, I might just pop my collar
Need a zoobie to roll
Left eye look through your soul
I'm blinded by love while I'm winking at you
I'm thinking out loud so you know I'm always thinking 'bout you
Same time, I don't think I'm too irrational
[Verse]
Fuck beefing with babies
Catch a man raving
We're taking your paper, your 'yac and your ladies
Fistfight, this bitch bites like it's rabies
Drop from your baby, catch him there
I'm standing here
Bumped into Dave by the Santander
You was in the same spot you was in last year
Who said life ain't fair?
I know man who live life in fear
This time last year
You were on the same block, standing there
Smoking, gossiping, chatting bare
Don't tell me that you ain't involved
Them Jme cah a man don't care
Man don't business, love no witness
Hug no traitor, spud no snitches
Man try live this, never knew he had a clitoris
Have man for breakfast, talk about hit list
I bring the fire, you a liar and a backstabber
I'm with the born-chasers or I'm with the cash grabbers
I'm doing mathematics, automatic, never static
And she don't know my real name, she thought I was Patrick
Sit back and smoke a baseball bat
You think this is the life, boy, it ain't all that
I've done some evil things that I wouldn't take back
I keep it to myself cah people wanna chat
Keep it to yourself, people wanna talk
Flossing in the gossip's how you end up in a war
I got nothing for a fed, copper for your head
And that's the definition of a penny for your thoughts
We just live and maintain
We on the same streets but we don't play the same game
You're the type to get caught and go and play the blame game
You should be ashamed
If I stick to my heart, I put my stick to your brain
Let it rip for the pain, they put shit on my name, 'til I grip and I aim
Dip on a plane with a brand new name
Mummy, I got a flight to catch
All for an internet gangster or a cyber-man
Mike Myers man, a couple tries tried to try a man
My boys put stars in the hood like I'm Stryder, man
I know people wearing Rollies doing life in can
Isn't it ironic that they couldn't find the time to plan?
Still keep a faith in God, still couldn't spare the rod
Marcel, you know me, I came with the blazing squad
You better pray to God whenever I'm in town
Like a kid in a divorce, I'm leaving with your spouse
I can't make a horse at the river open its mouth
You ain't got the drive, that's why you're in a drought
Life's great, I'm in Sweden or Copenhagen
Getting brain from a Dane whose first name I can't pronounce | Disaster | Dave |
[Intro]
Fall too far to be wise and I know that I try, but I
Fall too far to be wise and I know that I try, but I
Fall too far to be wise and I know that I try, but I
Fall too far to be wise and I know that I try, but I
[Verse]
Look, let me show you behind the scene
Behind the glitz and the glamour and all the lights you see
Behind the rumours on the life I lead
Let me talk to the people like it's the mic in me
The truth is I got really bad anxiety
I'm on the motorway, cryin' in the driver's seat
I don't even know where I'm goin'
I got love, but I don't know how to show it, is this life?
When you feel like givin' up, know you're close
I been sayin' the least and knowin' the most
I've had ups and downs, but the highest of the highs
Never last for as long as the lowest of lows
Survivor's guilt
I feel the worst at my happiest
'Cause I miss all my niggas that couldn't be in this life I built
But that's the type of shit that only I can feel
Gettin' me in the mood
My ex has got ivory skin
Which is funny 'cause it's really the elephant in the room
Is that enough reason to bury me in a tomb?
I fell in love with an Albanian, I know it's mad
We're not together 'cause her family would hold us back
I saw the red flags, I wouldn't want my child to grow in that
Rum and Red Bull, it's a culture clash (Fuckin' hell)
I don't wanna let life tear us apart
I see the Internet gossip and it wears on my heart
I fuck with her, she was there from the start
I'm seein' 'em laugh at me cah I'm vulnerable
Ain't that the shit that rappers' s'posed to do?
I'd rather rap about arguin' with my girl than fuckin' your girl
But I don't mind, because the both are true
Ignorin' my messages, these times I know she on her—
Worst part is I wouldn't even do the same
Hate or love it, you gotta charge it to the game (Gotta charge it to the—)
Heavy is the head, but don't play with my heart
I feel like a footballer when I'm makin' my art
Through ball, how I'm managin' the weight of the past
I felt so much pain that I got favourite scars
And my house got wings like my favourite cars
And the milly rock my favourite dance
You can call it what you want it, but I got it off of takin' a chance
I didn't take an advance
Fame comes with a price, you can't pay in advance
For six long years, I've been playin' my part
Like a freak in a circus when they're makin' them dance
I got nights where it's light, and I got days where it's dark
And the waters that I swim in, it ain't safe for the sharks
He a gangster, but the stress gonna take him apart
I'm with the niggas that I claimed from the start
I see you niggas changin', they didn't make it
It's a shame it takes fallin' to your death
For a person to appreciate fully the gravity of the situation
But that's just irony at its finest
Black women, I just wanna say I'm sorry
I done a lot of dumb shit, I won't lie to you
I wanna be a voice for you, be a light for you
I know I haven't done enough, I wanna try for you
Wanna be on the frontline for you
Campaign for you, make change for you
I just wanna help in any way
Bein' genuine, I think about it every day
Tour life, travellin' every day
Nerves paralysin' when you get to stage
You feel love for an hour, and then it gets to fade
Imagine what that does to your mental state
Imagine bein' a millionaire at a tender age
You don't even know whether to spend or save
My mum had to grow up fast, she expects the same
I was twenty with a mortgage and rent to pay
So what's happenin'?
I got guerillas all around me, allow me
Don't get grabbed in a party or lack in it
You'll die for a wine like Joffrey Baratheon
Pattern 'em
The government ain't gonna help with all the issues that I'm tacklin'
The way you talk about politics is bafflin'
I wouldn't even trust my own shadow in a cabinet
Cabbin' it, can't drive no more, tsh
I been lookin' for the answers, sure that I'll find 'em
I don't judge an accent but the story behind it
We all know loss, but there's glory behind it
I'ma make a film for my mum
And tell her, "Tell to the world, this album is just the soundtrack"
Look at her story in a year in her life
And tell me if it doesn't bring a fuckin' tear to your eyes
In this together
[Bridge]
I thought wishin' wouldn't hurt, but take it over
I'm done holdin' at your lies
So knowin' that it weren't for any one thing
You know you love fast and I know you want to stay
In the clouds, my head's sippin' up
Let the other try, mm, said I don't wanna try
I thought wishin' wouldn't hurt, but take it over
I'm done holdin' at your lies
So knowin' that it weren't for any one thing
You know you love fast and I know you want to stay
In the clouds, my head's sippin' up
Let the other try, mm, said I don't wanna try
[Outro]
What I've realised, what I realised 'bout who I am
Is that you're kinda taught
You're taught to die for what you stand for, you feel me?
But I realise I'm here to live for what I stand for
'Cause I wanna see it, bro, I wanna enjoy it, bro
I wanna see what I feel, like I am, you know what I'm sayin'?
Out there, while I'm here, and that's that, bro
But, yeah, link up soon my guy, you know how it is
Hustle o'clock, bruv, shine on 'em | Survivor’s Guilt | Dave |
[Intro]
Hey, I thought it was all over
What's up, Doechii?
Hey, girl
You know, it's been a lil' minute since you and I have had a chat
Has it really?
Probably since, like, your last EP, 'Oh the Places You'll Go'
Oh wow, it's been a minute, yeah (Yeah)
I've been gettin' some calls
Oh?
People are a little bit worried about you
Not worried, okay
And I know that I was kinda that outlet for you, so
You were
Why don't you just tell me what's been goin' on?
Okay
[Verse 1]
Remember old dude from 2019?
Nice, clean, nigga did me dirtier than laundry (Than laundry)
Took a scroll through his IG
Just to get a DM from his wifey (What the fuck?)
I was so confused, what should Doechii do?
She didn't know about me and I didn't know 'bout Sue
I open up the messages and had to hit the zoom
Turns out the girl was really a dude? (Goddamn)
Nigga think he slicked back 'til I slipped back
Got my lick back, turned a nigga to a knick-knack (To a knick-knack)
I moved on, dropped a couple of songs
And then I went and got signed, now it's 2021
[Interlude]
Okay, I just feel like
This is the perfect opportunity for us to just take a second and kind of unpack what's happened to you
You know, this guy cheated on you, and—
Mm, nah (Oh), fuck it
[Verse 2]
"Platinum record" this, "viral record" that (That)
I'm makin' so much money, I'm all over the net
I'm movin' so fast, no time to process
And no, I'm not in a gang, but I'm always on set (Yeah)
Wrist watch, drip drop, label want the TikToks
Now I'm makin' TikTok music, what thee fuck?
I need a cleanse, need a detox
But we ain't got time to stop, the charts need us (And they do)
Fast forward, me, 2023
I'm stackin' lots of cheese and makin' money
My grass is really green, and—
[Interlude]
Honestly, I can't even fucking cap no more, this is a really dark time for me
I'm going through a lot
By "a lot," you mean drugs?
Um, I wouldn't—
Drugs?
No, it's a—
No?
It's a natural plant
No, I'm not judging
I'm not an addict
I'm just saying
I don't think—
You wanna talk about it?
Uh
[Verse 3]
I mean, fuck, I like pills, I like drugs
I like gettin' money, I like strippers, I like to fuck
I like day-drinkin' and day parties and Hollywood
I like doin' Hollywood shit, snort it? Probably would
What can I say? The shit works, it feels good
And my self-worth's at an all-time low
And just when it couldn't get worse
My ex crashed my place and destroyed all I owned
Whoopsie, made a oopsie
One-hundred thousand dollar "oops" made me loopy
I ain't a killer, but don't push me
Don't wanna have to turn a nigga guts into soup beans
[Outro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah (Rurr)
Okay, Doechii
We don't wanna revert back into our old ways (Sorry, okay)
So, we're gonna try a breathing exercise, okay? (Alright, word)
When I breathe, you breathe (Okay, okay)
Alright? Let's go
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-ah
Uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ah, woosah | DENIAL IS A RIVER | Doechii |
[Refrain]
Anxiety, keep on trying me
I feel it quietly, tryna silence me, yeah
My anxiety, can't shake it off of me
Somebody's watchin' me and my anxiety, yeah
[Post-Refrain]
Oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
Solo, no mojo
I bounce back, no pogo
Unhappy, no homo
New brands, no logos
Money on my jugular, natural hustler
Think I need a smuggler up in Russia
You could be my butler, shine my cutla'
Shout out to Oyenda, that's the guzzler
Okay, next thing, my life is a wet dream
I call it a sex scene, the back is a nice tease
I tried to escape, my life is a X-rate
I'm sorry, a sex tape, you only get one take
[Interlude]
Quiet on the set, please
Rolling "Anxiety"
In three, two, one
[Refrain]
Anxiety, keep on tryin' me
I feel it quietly, tryna silence me, yeah
Anxiety, shake it off of me
Somebody's watchin' me, it's my anxiety, yeah (Brrah)
[Chorus]
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel it tryin' (Oh)
Keep it tryin', keep it tryin', oh, I feel the silence (Oh)
Keep it quiet, keep it tired, oh, somebody's touchin' me (Ooh, la-da, woah)
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel anxiet— (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
My anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel it tryin' (It's my anxiety, can't let it conquer me)
Keep it tryin', keep it tryin', oh, I feel the silence (It's my anxiety, gotta shake it off of me)
Keep it quiet, keep it quiet, oh, somebody's watchin' me (It's my anxiety, can't let it caution me)
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel anxiety (It's my anxiety, gotta keep it off of me)
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel it tryin'
Keep it tryin', keep it tryin', oh, I feel the silence
Keep it quiet, keep it quiet, oh, somebody's watchin' me
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel anxiety
[Verse 2]
Court order from Florider
What's in that clear blue water?
No limits, no borders
What's in that new world order?
Marco (Marco) Polo (Polo)
Negro run from po-po (Po-po)
That blue light and that rojo (Rojo)
[Interlude]
And it's like
I get this tightness in my chest
Like an elephant is standing on me
And I just let it take over
[Bridge]
Anxiety
Keeps on tryin' me
Anxiety
Keeps on tryin' me, yeah
[Chorus]
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel it tryin' (Ooh)
Keep it tryin', keep it tryin', oh, I feel the silence
Keep it quiet, keep it quiet, oh, somebody's watchin' me (Oh, it keeps on tryin' me)
Anxiety, anxiet— oh, I feel anxiet— (It keeps on tryin', t-tryin', tryin', oh)
My anxiety, it's my anxiety, can't shake it off of me (It's my anxiety)
It's my anxiety, gotta keep it off of me (Can't shake it off of me)
It's my anxiety, can't shake it off of me (Oh, somebody's watchin' me)
It's my anxiety, gotta keep it off of me (Brrah)
[Outro]
Can't shake it off of me, shake, shake it off of me (Yeah)
It's my anxiety, gotta keep it off of me (Yeah)
Can't shake it off of me, shake, shake it off of me
It's my anxiety, gotta shake it off of me
Me
Me | Anxiety | Doechii |
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug
Every block boy needs a little love
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
[Verse 1]
Can't you see it's just me and you?
Panoramic view, that's my point of view, bae
All about me, that's the energy
That's that lemon pepper thing, I'm a ten-piece, baby
[Pre-Chorus]
Bedroom bully in the bando
He gon' make it flip, do it with no handles
Never switchin' sides, only switchin' angles
Ooh, we go crazy like Rambo
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? (What it is?) What's up? (What's up?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Love)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (Ayy), up (Ayy)
What it is, ho? (What it is?) What's up? (What's up?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Love)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (Ayy), up (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
Hit 'еm up, hit 'em up
In the truck, got it tucked
Hе get it up, like it's stuck
All night, I like
You ain't gotta say it when you know it's on-site
[Bridge]
I don't care if you run the streets
Long as you're comin' home to me
I love the way you walk and the way you speak
He gon' keep it real, that's the deal
That's the reason that I speed down, down (Down, down, down)
I put that all on my name (All on my name)
Yeah, that's an even exchange (Tell me what it is)
Stay on your deal, we gon' tell 'em, we gon' tell 'em what, babe
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? What's up? (What it is?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Needs a little thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Needs a little love, yeah)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
What it is, ho? What's up? (Oh, what's up?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Needs a little love)
Every block boy needs a little love (Needs a little love, thug)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up (Ayy, ayy)
[Outro]
Back it up and do, do it like that, yeah (What it is? What's up?)
Back it up and do it like that, yeah (Ho)
Back it up, back it and do it like that, yeah
Back it up, don't do it like that, yeah (Woo)
Hey, what it is? Hey, what's up?
J. White Did It (Yup, yup)
More hits on the way (Yup, yup), yeah
We need a lil' love, you know what I mean? (Yeah, ayy-ayy, woo)
Ride out, woah | What It Is (Solo Version) | Doechii |
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug
Every block boy needs a little love
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
[Verse 1]
Can't you just see, it's just me and you?
Panoramic view, that's my point of view, bae
All about me, that's the energy
That's that lemon pepper thing, I'm a ten-piece, baby
[Pre-Chorus]
Bedroom bully in the bando
He gon' make it flip, do it with no handles
Never switchin' sides, only switchin' angles
Ooh, we go crazy like Rambo
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? (What it is?) What's up? (What's up?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Love)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (Ayy), up (Ayy)
What it is, ho? (What it is?) What's up? (What's up?)
Every good girl needs a little thug (Thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Love)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (Ayy), up (Ayy)
[Verse 2]
Hit 'em up, hit 'em up
In the truck, got it tucked
He get it up, like it's stuck
All night, I like
You ain't gotta say it when you know it's on site
[Verse 3]
She got everything he wanted, a nice body, ass fat
Behind every gangster, a shawty solid that got his back
He know who to come to every-time the world handlin' him bad
The one he call first, but still he always put her last (Always put her last, yeah)
I'm pourin' out this glass, my body fightin' off that gas (Off that gas, yeah)
I don't smoke opps, I kill 'em, that zaza pack kickin' my ass (Kickin' my ass, yeah)
In the studio dosin', all I can keep from falling asleep
I hate that for you niggas ain't got no bread, but trying to beef
Bein' Black in America, is the hardest thing to be (Baby, tell me, yeah)
Every thug need a lil' love too, baby, how 'bout me?
Told her, "Don't call me a stink 'cause I smell like money"
I putting down the greatest babe, hold this here for me
I took her from a nigga, we vibin', two weeks out of the country
So she had a lil' situation, but I could tell it ain't 'bout nothin'
Now me and her rappin', bitch
She say, "Don't hush me", I say, "Don't rush me"
And I can tell how much she like a nigga by the way she suck it
Ho, what it is?
[Bridge]
I don't care if you run the streets
Long as you're comin' home to me
I love the way you walk and the way you speak
He gon' keep it real, that's the deal, that's the reason that I speed down, down (Down, down, down, down)
I put that all on my name (All on my name)
Yeah, that's an even exchange (Tell me what it is)
Stay on your deal, we gon' tell 'em, we gon' tell 'em what, babe
[Chorus]
What it is, ho? (What it is?) What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug (Needs a little thug)
Every block boy needs a little love (Needs a little love, yeah)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up, up
What it is, ho? What's up?
Every good girl needs a little thug (Needs a little love)
Every block boy needs a little love (Needs a little love, thug)
If you put it down, I'ma pick it up, up (Ayy), up (Ayy)
[Outro]
Back it up and do, and do it like that, yeah (What it is? What's up?)
Back it up and do it like that, yeah (Ho)
Back it up, back it and do it like that, yeah
Back it up gon' and do it like that, yeah (Woo)
Hey, what it is? Hey, what's up?
J. White Did It (Yup, yup)
More is on the way (Yup, yup, yeah)
We need a lil' love, you know what I mean? (Yeah, ayy-ayy, woo)
Ride out, woah | What It Is (Block Boy) | Doechii |
[Chorus]
Wake up, A-cup, get your tits sucked
In my makeup, face-fuck, get your bake up
Fake bluff, fake tough, niggas dick suck
Put your sticks up for the motherfuckin' princess
Rates up, jig's up, put your dicks up
Get your dicks sucked, put your motherfuckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, nigga, pay up
Get your rates up for the motherfuckin' princess
[Verse 1]
For Buscemi, she freaky, cunnilingus, Dalai Lama
Doechii cooler than a fan, but she get hotter than a sauna
Take a trip out of Japan and I tsunami her vagina
Wine and dine her, Benihana, I'm the new hip-hop Madonna
I'm the new hip-hop Madonna, I'm the trap Grace Jones
I don't know what type of motherfuckin' crack they on
I'm like Carrie Bradshaw with a back brace on
I been carrying you bitches now for way too long
I'm a Black bitch, purple cunt
Stack chips, smoke a blunt
All beef gets smoked
I'm a real fly bitch, you in coach, ho
I'm a real bi bitch, every coast, ho
She was talkin' on the 'net, she won't approach though
I got these bitches white face, you a ghost, ho
You a Doechii stan, stand on the post, ho
Suck it up, stand up, say that shit with your chest
You bitches barking over bones, I got digits to fetch
I can't do pictures, I'm too busy, I don't deal with the press
You the type of ho to leave a broke nigga impressed
You look a mess, ho
Broke dick got you lookin' real stressed, ho
These broke niggas ain't cunt or fetch, ho
Stay up, stay woke, stay blessed, ho
You need to
[Chorus]
Wake up, A-cup, get your tits sucked
In my makeup, face-fuck, get your bake up
Fake bluff, fake tough, niggas dick suck
Put your sticks up for the motherfuckin' princess
Rates up, jig's up, put your dicks up
Get your dicks sucked, put your motherfuckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, nigga, pay up
Get your rates up for the motherfuckin'—
[Verse 2]
Put the motherfuckin' money in my motherfuckin' hands
I'm in Gucci in a bonnet, spendin' motherfuckin' bands
I got haters, I got fans, I got stans in the stands
Do they love her or they hate her? Either way, they spendin' bands
I could really give a damn, I could really give a fuck
Long as you bitches know what's up
It's Doechii, bitch, Miss D-O-E
Don Dada, bitch, you notice me
They like "Doechii, you delulu, you a loose screw
She really givin' cunt and the pussy voodoo
She swapped the old nigga for a bitch named New New
She munchin' on the box while she watchin' Hulu" | NISSAN ALTIMA | Doechii |
[Intro]
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
[Chorus]
Tell a bitch, "Hoorah"
Step up in this bitch, I look too fly
Copped the Dior shit on Ventura
Took a midnight swim in my jeweler
Hatin' bitches clog my medulla
I showed the bitch my pen, then I schooled her
Shout out ese them and my chulas
Doechii the Don, Doechii the dean
Doechii supreme, the Swamp Ruler
[Verse 1]
Freaky lil', sneaky lil', creepy lil' whack bitch
Creepin' on me, speakin' on me, sleepin' on me, mattress
Now I got some bands to burn and bars to bend 'em backwards
It's time to wake em up 'causе they been sleepin' on the tracklist
Body so attractive
Y'all bе giving catfish
Log 'em off the web and every gangsta's giving actress
Gangsta's giving actress and all these fake activists
Leave me baffled, bewildered, relax a bit
Let me relax a bit, I think I need to cool it off
I put some pep up in my step, and then I do it up
I shine my cutlery and hit my jeweler up
[Verse 2]
Niggas dick ride, the dick-riders gon' dick ride
Make a few bands and switch tribes they switch sides
Niggas flip scripts like B sides, who these guys?
Only thing switching on me, is thick thighs
I been did the black slugs, then I did the clown face
Took 'em to the swamp meet, that was on a Saturday
Mud on the Prada boot and that was on a bad day
I'm the hardest rapper, this yo' motherfucking training day
[Outro]
Hehe-hahahaha | CATFISH | Doechii |
[Intro]
Doechii, why don't you introduce yourself to the class? Okay?
[Verse 1]
Hi, my name's Doechii with two I's
I feel anxious when I'm high (Huh)
Teachers say I talk too much
Momma say I don't talk enough
In the dark, I'm like a torch
From the hood, I hopped the porch
I don't bang or slang, on gang
But my dada keep them thangs
[Chorus]
Speak up
Speak up
Speak up
Speak
[Verse 2]
I get a little violent when I play the game of tag
I get a little quiet when I think about the bag
I slob when I sleep, and I wake up with a drag
I'm pulling out my teeth, so I wake up to the cash
This is who I am from the back to the front
I never had to pay for my schoolhouse lunch
My mama used stamps 'cause she need a little help
But a nigga made do with the cards been dealt
I try to act smart 'cause I want a lot of friends
I never really went with the flow of the trends
I think I like girls, but I think I like men
Doechii is a dick, I never fit in
Overly cocky, I'm hyper-ambitious
Me, me, me, me, bitch, I'm narcin-uh-ssistic
I am a Black girl who beat the statistics
Fuck the opinions and all the logistics, haha
[Chorus]
Speak up (Wow, ha)
Speak up (Wow)
Speak up (Well, Doechii, why don't you tell us what you do in your spare time?)
Speak
[Verse 3]
I'm all alone on the deep dark web
Me and my phone in this queen-size bed
I'm looking at my pillow, my pillow look back at me
My thumb is over the screen, the other is in my jeans
It took a second to soak, my fingers inside my throat
I paused, and then, I choked to think about it some more
Connection is moving slow, my brightness is on that low
I'm reaching for the remote, then my mama bust through the door (Shit)
[Interlude]
Doechii (Doechii), Doechii (Doechii)
You forgot to take the chicken out (You forgot to take the chicken out)
Doechii (Doechii)
You forgot to take the chicken out
(Do-do-do-do-do-do-do, do-do, do-do-do-do-do-do)
Somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin'
Somethin', somethin', somethin' (Ooh)
Ooh
[Verse 4]
I fuck with Junie B., Barbara was my idol
Had to wear my attitude to every dance recital
In my black Taylor Chucks, the ones that laced up
To my thighs, Lisa Frank lipstick on my eyes
Weird girl activity, Black bitch nativity
Spy girl erotica, bucket hat from Nautica
Clit throbbing, I start sobbing watching Narnia
I been winning trophies since Fear Factor
I was earning medals the same rate you basic bitches learned how to use protractors
Foot been on their necks before chiropractor
But I gave all the game boys cooties
Most of y'all are the type of kids I'd hate
If I was the monster under your beds, you'd be the kids I ate
If I was a man your mom fucked, I'd fuck her right in your face
And take you and your siblings on a Domino's pizza date
Damn, Gen X baby going crazy with the cam
Back when I was rhyming on my Green Eggs and Ham
Edited my pictures with the Microsoft filters
I was making Trillers way before they called 'em "Trillers"
Sixth grade, every nigga pressured me to fuck
While y’all was givin' it up, I was servin' looks
Custom-made drip with the pastry couture
Selling Silly Bandz from my desk to my drawer
Singing karaoke while my mom was at the store ("You are")
Scared that she would walk in on me singing Paramore ("The only exception")
While y'all was sticking house keys in motherfucking sockets ("You are")
I was stuffing all y’all lunch moneys in my pocket
Please, stop it
I'm in to blow up like the white thing that soda rockets
Talking back to my teachers, I'm out of pocket
Got so much shit on my chest, yo, I need to drop it
Dribbling inside my journal, kiss my locket
Let the paper soak my tears up, Ultra Charmin
Ooh, I need to let it out (Let it out)
I gotta let it out (Let it out)
[Bridge]
Uninvited and I'm undercover
Undivided, undiscovered
Uninvited and I'm undercover
But I never liked 'em, forever fuck 'em
[Outro]
Wow, haha
That was quite the introduction, Doechii
Everybody, give it up for Doechii
(That was really inappropriate)
Give it up for Doechii
(Did she say "Food stamps"?)
Okay, we're going to have to have a talk after class, okay? | Yucky Blucky Fruitcake | Doechii |
[Verse 1]
You salty-ass bitches givin' Lawry's
Bad gyal Doechii, call her Michael Lowrey
Yeah, you hoes is funny, you should do comedy
Leave your ass leakin', lookin' like my monthlies
[Interlude]
I don't know, is she gonna go crazy? Is she gonna go crazy?
Everybody wanted to know what Doechii would do if she didn't win
I guess we'll never—
[Chorus]
Stepped out the swamp to the motherfuckin' stage (Ho)
Cut my mic off 'cause I'm 'bout to misbehave (Hah)
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know
"Will she lose hеr cool?" I guess we'll nevеr—
I hopped out the swamp, gave the bitch props
"Doechii, where you been?" "Doechii went pop"
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know
"Will she lose her cool?" I guess we'll never—
[Verse 2]
I guess we'll never know
Guess we'll never see the day that Doechii crown falls
Guess you'll never live to see the day that Doechii loses
Do-si-doin' on these Doechii mutants
Doechii don't critique, I seek improvement
[Interlude]
Right now is my time and my moment
Thank you to my swamp and thank you, God, I was broke
I thanks you, God, I thank you to Top God Entertainment
Oop, Top Dawg Entertainment
SZA, Zay, Moosa, and the hatin'-ass stans
Mommy, Blake High School, and all the bitches I surpassed
I knew it
Tonight, we poppin' bottles, fuckin' hoes, and forgettin' our name
To the audience wonderin' how it feels to be famous?
I guess you'll never—
[Chorus]
Stepped out the swamp to the motherfuckin' stage (Ho)
Cut my mic off 'cause I'm 'bout to misbehave (Hah)
"Will she ever lose?" Man, I guess we'll never know
"Will she lose her cool?" I guess we'll never—
[Verse 3]
These bitches can't be half of me, thanks to my anatomy
Showin' up an hour late like, "Thanks to the Academy"
Now I understand why they mad at me and hate on my anatomy
It's 'cause I look good from the balcony
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch
If you offended, you ain't know me, bitch
That ain't Doechii, that's the old Chii, sis
I look good from the nosebleeds, bitch
[Outro]
I've been at a place where it was hard as it could get
If you never suffered, you could never tell me shit
And I can have a million and still would hit the lick
Lifestyle, nigga, this my lifestyle, guess you'll never know | Nosebleeds | Doechii |
[Intro]
I stood on the corner and shook my shit
Now I'm finna give y'all another hit
Mm, and I just put my drink down
Mm-mm, aht-aht
M-M-M-M-Milan, darling, Milan
Fuck—, fuck—
[Verse 1]
Fuck that ho, fuck that bitch
It's fuck that ho 'til the condom slip
Who the fuck y'all hoes think run this shit?
Miss she / her / black vagina
Designer, say Gucci, Prada print
D-O-E, I'm Wakanda rich
Big Doechii, diva, Donda, Don Dada, Tokyo Honda drift
Uh, niggas tweakin', hoes is geekin'
Pussy poppin', Doechii season
New persona, new vagina
Push back but I'm still gon' get that
Label's quakin', hoes is pissed
They mistaken, I'm that bitch
Wrist stay frozen, cue the Trojans
Let's go, I'ma get, get, get, get
[Chorus]
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
These hoes ain't fazin' me, fazin' me
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-boo-boo
Bitch, you dead to me, dead to me, rah (Altеr ego)
Dead to me, rah (Altеr ego, alter ego)
Dead to me, rah
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
These hoes ain't fazin' me, fazin' me
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-boo-boo
Bitch, you dead to me, dead to me, rah (Alter ego)
Dead to me, rah (Alter ego, alter ego)
Dead to me, rah (JT)
[Verse 2]
Unfazed, unbothered
Unfuckwitable bitch, why bother?
I'm that bitch, I'm that bitch
I'm that bitch and you bitches ain't on shit
I'm a get-money type of bitch
If you ain't gettin' money, don't type me, bitch
Crocodile Birkin, might bite a bitch
Can't hang with a ho if I don't like the bitch (Mwah)
Fuck these niggas and these bitches
I come through and it be crickets
I come through and moods be switchin'
I'm the problem, I'm the villain
I don't see these hoes in these Rick shields
Throwin' dirt on my name and he gon' hit still
Pussy-ass hoes know who to play with (Pussy ass hoes)
And these pussy niggas know who to pay with
[Chorus]
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
These hoes ain't fazin' me, fazin' me
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-boo-boo
Bitch, you dead to me, dead to me, rah (Alter ego)
Dead to me, rah (Alter ego, alter ego)
Dead to me, rah
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
These hoes ain't fazin' me, fazin' me
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-boo-boo
Bitch, you dead to me, dead to me, rah (Alter ego)
Dead to me, rah (Alter ego, alter ego)
Dead to me, rah
[Bridge]
All the time we wasting, we could get away
It's a alter ego wasting, we could get away
That's just my alternate, that's just my alternate
That's just my ego, that's just my alternate
That's just my alternate, that's just my alternate
That's just my ego, we could get away
[Chorus]
Alter ego, alter ego
Alter ego (Alter ego)
Alter ego (Alter ego)
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-nah
These hoes ain't fazin' me, fazin' me
Nah-nah, nah-nah-nah-boo-boo
Bitch, you dead to me, dead to me, rah (Dead to me)
[Outro]
Bum ass bitches (Dead to me)
Y'all could never faze us (Dead to me)
2024 (Dead to me)
Year of the swamp (Ooh) | Alter Ego | Doechii |
[Intro]
You want some boiled peanuts?
The fuck is a boiled peanut?
[Chorus]
It's a sunny day
The gang's all here
No chip on my shoulder
A-ha-ha-ha-ha
It's a sunny day
The gang's all here
No chip on my shoulder
A-ha-ha-ha-ha
[Verse]
2910 East Genesee Street
Where niggas mix weed with they nicotine treats
I wish I had a soda and a dime piece, bitch
So I could just kick back and sip my lime in peace
Easy, breezy, beautiful, erratic
Scatter-minded, manic, borderline addict
I try to take the sober route and end up on a dead-end
Now everything I jokе about just ends up on a Reddit
Gator skin coat, Florida heat no jokе
Feel like the Tiger King, these bitches want mo' Joe
Leo, the sun sign, I'm sippin' a Cosmo
Make money like pronto and Gucci my poncho
Ain't no rain or paint on me
Niggas wettin' up the block, but ain't a stain on me
Label always up my ass like anal beads
Why can't all these label niggas just let me be?
Let me breathe, niggas want me R.I.P
I been resting with my peace and that's the irony
I'm a dying sunflower leaving a trail of seeds
In the 813, this my legacy | BOILED PEANUTS | Doechii |
[Intro]
Boom bap, rap, rap, rappity rap-rap
Rappity rap, pfft, boom bap, bap, bap, bap
They said they—
Camper, they said they want me to rap
[Verse 1]
They want real rap from a bitch like they out-rappin' a bitch
Yeah, she can clap a lil' bit, do that, they ain't sayin' shit
That ass a magnet, I get it, you know, attractive and shit?
I just can't sang a lil' bit? I mean, that shit was a hit
You know exactly what it is, the choir gon' sang "What It Is"
Top 100, what it is? Número uno, what it is?
Favorite song? "What It Is," turn me on, what it is?
Even the moms know what it is, but y'all niggas can't see what it is
What—? What the—? Well, what the fuck is it?
What it is? What it—? What the fuck is it?
Boom bap, cap, boom bap rap
Boom bap, cap, boom bap
Brrr, pfft
[Chorus]
Get Top on the phone
Tell him it's a wrap, nigga
Get Top on the phone
Tell him it's all rap, nigga
Say it's real and it's rap
And it boom and it bap
And it bounce and it clap
And it's house and it's trap
It's everything
I'm everything
Mm, boom, cap, boom, rap, boom, pat, cat, cat
Boom, cat in a hat, boom bap, bap, bap, ooh
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]
[Bridge]
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol'—
Bop, bop, bop, bop (Mhm)
Talk to 'em, Doechii
[Verse 2]
I gave my soul to this shit, ate lumps of coal for this shit
Went on the road for this shit, played humble for this shit
Muggsy Bogues with the shit, might call J. Cole for this shit
I'm with the bull and the shits, I'm goin' home with this shit, God—
[Chorus]
Get Top on the phone
Get him on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone
Get Top on the phone (Phone)
Get Top on the phone (Phone)
Get Top on the phone (Phone) | BOOM BAP | Doechii |
[Intro]
Trick or treat
(Shut the fuck up)
Goddamn it
Back the fuck up from my door
What the fuck is you supposed to be, a tampon?
Bitch, trick
Trick, trick this trick, trick
It's D-O-E
Reppin' for the B-A-Ps
Comin' for the T-O-P
Like another J-O-B
[Verse 1]
Nigga, I'm back like a Chucky bride from the afterlife
Nothin' nice, this the antichrist, it's a bloody night
Bloody right, he gon' fantasize 'bout the cellulites
'Tween my thighs, got a spooky twat for your appetite (Yummy, yummy, yummy)
It turn him on when I'm all alone, we be moanin' (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
He call my phone, I'ma flick this pussy with a drone in (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
He wanna own it, he pay to get this pussy flown in (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
He wanna clone it, but I'ma have this nigga foamin' (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
[Bridge]
If this the Wizard of Oz, I'm Wicked Witch of the West (Wеst, West, West)
You shuffling up them cards, I’m at thе top of the deck (Deck, deck, deck)
I know that I pose a threat when I post it up on the net
If you book with doechii.com, you know you bookin' the best
[Pre-Chorus]
Off-topic, I'm fucking, ah (Ah, ah)
Do this with no magic, ah (Ah, ah)
Kill you with no casket, ah (Ah, ah)
Mwahaha, no Dracula (Ah, ah)
It's 'bout to get ratchet, ah (Ah, ah)
Chop you up, no hatchet, ah (Ah, ah)
Soak you in that acid tub, ah (Ah)
Feed you to the maggots, ah (Ah, ah)
[Chorus]
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin'
You know we get violent, violent, violent
You don't wanna try this, try this, try this
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin'
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin'
You know we get violent, violent, violent
You don't wanna try this, try this, try this
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin'
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin' (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
You know we get violent, violent, violent (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
You don't wanna try this, try this, try this (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin' (Ooh, uh, ooh, uh)
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin' (Ooh)
You know we get violent, violent, violent
You don't wanna try this, try this, try this (Fuck)
You know we be wildin', wildin', wildin' (Haha)
[Verse 2]
By the time you hear this, I'll have taken on another form
The way I've been snapping, y'all gon' end up my children of the corn
I think I've adapted to all of the cannibal savages
I feel a possession in this session, I need a Catholic
To assess it, come and bless it and undress it, pussy precious
She a fetish, she get deadly, Armageddon, I want D Day
Then I'ma get it, he don't get it, he regret it, coochie vegan
It's a veggie, come and eat this coochie dressing, Iamdoechii
I am legend, don't shoot me, just get the message
You got beef, then, bitch, address it
UPS it, I'm too young to be this restless
Eat you bitches, shit you out through my fucking large intestine
I spit bars that make you quit, I insist that you respect it
Save your music, keep it close, I suggest that you protect it
When I'm in the studio, I go Jason, I go Freddy
Slice you bitches in your bedding, shoot your mammy and your daddy
At your wedding, I been waitin', I been ready, disappear like
I'm a Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti-Yeti...
I go off like PMS, you still rap like you the S
Work them checks like BTS, pay in full or thank you, next
I don't come to play or flex, when I rap, I step on necks
My bars feel like S-E-X, they book me like SOS
I told 'em once, I told 'em once, I guess I'll tell 'em twice
I’m on the run, another one, I'm in it for the ride
Ayy, fuck the fame and fuck the hoes, I do it for the vibe
They want me dead but I still do it in another life | Spookie Coochie | Doechii |
[Verse 1]
Titties sitting up high, Miss Nigga, tough guy
Sipping on a Mai Tai, money on a uprise
Left, right, uppercut, punchlines make 'em duck
Write hooks, up the cut, platinum hits, fuck is up?
Pop star, rock star, dark skin bitch
24-inch waist, mandingo dick
Do you wanna take a ride on my ego trip?
Slow down when you riding this ego stick, ya dig?
[Chorus]
Like a cable, we jump hoes
If a bitch feeling froggy, tell her, "Hop out, bitch"
Like a cable, we jump hoes
Twitter fingers get your whole life logged out, bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm, oh, so expensive
So addictive, you get no attention
Bitches ain't fucking with me
I make pensions, nigga's penny-pinching
Okay, cha-ching, I coppеd a new ring
Fuck a new boy, new toy, I need a nеw fling
Cop the Trojan condom with grooves, we get to grooving
We get to moving, my lil' yeah-yeah, my side boo thing
After the woo-woo, he get to boosting
Put the nigga on the block, he bring me back my loose change
Pimpcess with some nice tits, pussy on the nice list
All y'all frog-ass hoes should hop off my— | BULLFROG | Doechii |
[Verse 1]
Let's start the story backwards
I'm dead, she's dead, just another Black Lives Mattered
And if I died today, I'd die a bastard
TikTok rapper, part time YouTube actor
Pop my shit then a muscle relaxer
Intergalacter, worldwide capper
I dirty shoes and put 'em back in the box
Like voilà, the Looney Tunes back in stock
I'm Little Miss Stanka Pooh, little Miss Who Are You?
Little loose screw, fur hat with the kangaroo
Who woulda knew? Who'da thunk it?
Who'da got the ball from Big Moo and who'da dunk it?
If this relationship was left up to you, you'da sunk it
Talkin' out my ass and that's my assumption, but
That's my conjunction
I'm runnin' back to you like a fat kid at luncheon, plеase
[Verse 2]
I'd swallow my pride beforе I choke on my greed
Show you my cards before I'd gamble my seat, uh
Fuck are we talkin' about? What's the discussion?
Sharing memes with the chairman over some English muffins
I'm just shootin' the shit over some pretty production
And it's still not enough of somethin', needs more somethin'-somethin'
Who's that creepin' through my rearview? (Thirty-somethin')
I'm not nervous, I'm just concerned for us
What if I die a Taurus? What if I die on purpose?
What if it wasn't even worth it? What if I'm walkin' alone?
What if I choke on this Slurpee? What if I make it big?
What if my car exploded while I'm casually pumping the gas and smokin' a cig?
What if my life was loaded? Loaded pile of shit
Whole lotta pussy and a whole lotta dick
Whole lotta bills and a whole lotta kids
That's it
[Outro]
And if those the only fears that I'll take to my grave
I'm pissin' on you hoes, livin' or dead | STANKA POOH | Doechii |
[Verse 1]
Speed the freeway when I need a breeze, ayy
Wine and Chinese when I feel uneasy
Fall to my knees, take a line, I needed a boost
Stumble inside of the booth, mumbling none of the truth
As sweat drips down my tits
I contemplate, how'd it ever get like this?
I contemplate, how'd I ever get this rich or get this bag?
I wonder what them labels see in a bitch this black
I wonder what my friends all think when I'm not there (Ah, ah)
I love the way my ideas flow when I'm not scared (Hah, hah)
I lovе the way my hips roll slow
But I don't like the way it feels whеn my vices are absent, I'm not there
[Refrain]
I wonder, I wonder, I wonder
[Verse 2]
Sleep all day, all night, no time to work, work
Ex my fiancé, can't make it work, work
Bad bitches get burned, but now that bridge is burned
And when them tables turn, ya can't call back (Back)
Ring-ring, got that call but I can't call back (Call)
Feeling all alone and I can't stall that (Oh, no)
I got shit to prove, no time to fall back (Fall, fall, fall, fall)
Fall back, fall for who is where ya left that
I wonder what's the point, I wonder why fight? (Fights)
I go to light the joint, I wonder why light? (Why light)
I feel so ig'nant, sick of being friendly
Being friendly only bring bad business (Bad bid'ness)
If repetition is the master's practice (Practice)
Then I'm a mathematician when it comes to fashion (Fashion)
Doechii-ana giving trash couture
Your fit is a detour, I'm not none of these whores
[Verse 3]
Lost friends, shed just like loose skin
I lost friends and lost kin closer than him, these loose ends
I'd rather choose me over them
These loose ends or a hymn when I'm bleeding and I'm fading out
You know I gotta up that stock, I gotta up my profit when I'm outside
Keep my composure when I'm outside sober, gotta up my profit | DEATH ROLL | Doechii |
[Intro]
She's so persua—, oh
[Chorus]
She's so persuasive
That marijuana
She's so flirtatious
How does it feel to be you?
So persuasive
That marijuana
She's so flirtatious
How does it feel to be you? (Keep it goin')
[Verse 1]
Feel like the feelin' of a silk press
Feel like I feel like I got new breasts
Feel like I feel like I needed rest
Feel it's the season I should let go
And that's the reason I'ma buy more
Feel it's the season I should fly solo
I'm so sedated and she so persuasive
This isolation, so sweet you could taste it
Wake-bake in the mornin', moonlight, y'all be yawnin'
It's three in thе mornin' and I'm still performin'
[Chorus]
She's so persuasivе (So persua—)
That marijuana (Marijua—)
She's so flirtatious (So flirta—)
How does it feel to be you?
So persuasive (So persua—)
That marijuana (Marijua—)
She's so flirtatious (So flirta—)
How does it feel to be you? (Keep it goin')
[Post-Chorus]
She's so per—
She's so per—
She's so per—
How does it feel to be you?
[Verse 2]
If it's weed, on sight, then it's all okay
Moods alright if we all gettin' paid
Socks on thigh and we all too high
To be not okay, to be not on key (How does it feel to be you?)
All night long, goin' all damn day
Ninety-nine hoes, bet all dem gays
Sun gon' shine and they all gon' grind
'Til they all get fine and they all get shaded
All of them persuaded you to be my baby
Weezy We "F" Baby and the F is for "faded"
Snortin' lines like eighties and we so flirtatious
And we so persuasive, face or flee
[Chorus]
She's so persuasive (So persua—)
That marijuana (Marijua—)
She's so flirtatious (So flirta—)
How does it feel to be you?
So persuasive (So persua—)
That marijuana (Marijua—)
She's so flirtatious (So flirta—)
How does it feel to be you? (Keep it goin')
[Post-Chorus]
She's so per—, she's so per—, she's so per—
She's, she's so per—
How does it feel to be you?
[Bridge]
How does it feel to be that-that bitch?
How does it feel to be that-that bitch?
How does it feel to be that-that bitch?
How does it feel to let, let-let go?
How does it feel to let, let-let go?
How does it feel to let, let-let go?
She's a hard, she's a hardworker
[Chorus]
She's so persuasive (She's a hardworker)
That marijuana (She's a hardworker)
She's so flirtatious
How does it feel to be you?
So persuasive
That marijuana
She's so flirtatious
How does it feel to be you?
[Outro]
(How does it feel to be you?)
(How does it feel to be you?)
How does it feel to be you? | Persuasive | Doechii |
[Intro]
Hey, I thought it was all over
What's up, Doechii?
Hey, Issa
You know it's been a little while since you and I have had a chat
Oh, really?
Probably since, like, your last EP, Oh The Places You'll Go
Oh, yeah (Yeah)
I've been gettin' some calls
Oh!
People are a little bit worried about you
Not worried
And I know that I was kinda that outlet for you, so
You were
Why don't you just tell me what's been goin' on?
Okay
[Verse 1]
Remember old dude from 2019? Nice clean nigga, did me dirtier than laundry (Than laundry)
Took a scroll through his IG, just to get a DM from his wifey (What the fuck?)
I was so confused, what should Doechii do?
Shе didn't know about me and I didn't know 'bout Sue
I open up thе messages and had to hit the zoom
Turns out the girl was really a dude? (Goddamn)
Nigga think he slicked back 'til I slipped back
Got my lick back, turned a nigga to a knick-knack (To a knick-knack)
I moved on, dropped a couple of songs
And then I went and got signed, now it's 2021
[Interlude]
Okay, I just feel like this is the perfect opportunity for us to just
Take a second and kind off unpack what's happened to you
You know, this guy cheated on you and—
Mm, nah, fuck it
Ow
[Verse 2]
"Platinum" record this, viral record that
I'm makin' so much money, I'm all over the net
I'm movin' so fast, no time to process
And no, I'm not in a gang but I'm always on set
Wrist watch, drip drop, labels want the TikToks
Now I'm makin' TikTok music, what the fuck?
I need a cleanse, need a detox
But we ain't got time to stop, the charts need us (And they do)
Fast forward, me 2023
I'm stackin' lots of cheese and makin' money
My grass is really green, and
[Interlude]
Honestly, I can't even fucking cap no more, Issa
This is a really dark time for me
I'm goin' through a lot
By a lot, you mean drugs?
Um, I wouldn't—
Drugs?
No, it's a—
No?
It's a natural plant
No, I'm- I'm not judging
I don't—
I'm just sayin'
I'm not an addict
Wanna talk about it?
Uh
[Verse 3]
I mean fuck, I like pills, I like drugs
I like gettin' money, I like strippers, I like to fuck
I like day-drinkin' and day parties and Hollywood
I like doin' Hollywood shit, snort it, probably would
What can I say? The shit works, it feels good
And my self-worth's at an all time low
And just when it couldn't get worse
My ex crashed my place and destroyed all I owned
Whoopsie, made a oopsie
One-hundred thousand dollar "oops" made me loopy
I ain't a killer but don't push me
Don't wanna have to turn a nigga guts into soup beans
[Outro]
Oh, okay, woah, woah, woah (Rurr), okay, Doechii
We don't wanna revert back into our old ways
Sorry, okay
So, we're gonna try a breathing exercise, okay?
Alright, word
When I breathe, you breathe
Okay
Alright? Let's go
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, woosah | DENIAL IS A RIVER (Genius Open Mic) | Doechii |
[Chorus]
No need to bring fall back in August, September
You should just fall back and wait (Wait, wait)
Who wants to clear the fog and all the smog in your mirrors
When you could just fall back and wait? (Wait, wait, wait)
Delete your call log and clear your agenda
You should just eat what's on your plate (Woo, woo)
[Verse 1]
What do you think would happen? You wait on it like a laxative
Life is just like a settlement, waiting for you to cash on it
Life is just like a bike, it don't move unless you pedaling
Less about who is better and more 'bout who blessing them
Softer than gelatin, peanuts to elephants
You dumb as a box of rocks if you think it's irrelevant
My granny been poppin' Xannies since CBS met The Nanny
My mammy dandy, she chipper than Annie and I'm not talkin' a family
But I's been dreamin' of fishes since I been watching the Grammys
And I'm here to stay like the shit in your panties
I need some standing ovations since y'all can't seem to understand me
I might look fly in the matrix, I hope I'm sticking my landing
[Chorus]
No need to bring fall back in August, September (September)
You should just fall back and wait (Wait, wait)
Who wants to clear the fog and all the smog in your mirrors (Your mirrors)
When you could just fall back and wait? (Wait, wait, wait)
Delete your call log and clear your agenda (Your agenda)
You should just eat what's on your plate (Woo, woo)
[Post-Chorus]
Da-da-da-da (Da-da), da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da)
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da (Da-da-da-da-da)
[Verse 2]
Hope I'm comin' off chill, hope I'm keepin' it real
Hope that people feel safe when they enter my crib
Still a baby by day, bad bitch by night
Still applying my gloss from red to green light
Niggas callin' my phone, bitches callin' my phone (My phone)
Private callin' my phone (My phone), blockin' you off my phone (My phone)
Bill collectors, roach and bug inspectors calling my phone (My phone)
Who you checkin' if I'm disrespecting you with my tone? (My tone)
[Chorus]
No need to bring fall back in August, September (September)
You should just fall back and wait (Wait, wait)
Who wants to clear the fog and all the smog in your mirrors (Your mirror)
When you could just fall back and wait? (Wait, wait, wait)
Delete your call log and clear your agenda (Your agenda)
You should just eat what's on your plate (Woo, woo)
[Post-Chorus]
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da | WAIT | Doechii |
[Intro]
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
[Verse 1]
Y'all calling me crazy
When a bitch been ballin' all day like Brady
Long hair, this wavy
And a bitch been shopping all day, no Macy's
"Hop out, First Lady"
You niggas can't date me, look at your savings
You niggas still waiting
Still blowing out daisies, counting on daydreams
[Chorus]
Crazy, got 'em going crazy (Huh)
None of these hating ass bitches gon' phase me (Like Jay-Z, huh)
Crazy, got 'em going crazy (Huh)
None of these hating ass bitches gon' phase me (No better, no crazy)
Huh, huh
None of these bitches gon' phase me
Huh, huh
Bitch I got 'em goin' crazy
[Verse 2]
Then I ball like Spalding
Can't call my bluff when the shit is my calling
Won't duck bitch, I'm all in
It's a brand new day, new pace, light joggin'
Straight facts, no jargon
It's a whole lot of big blue checks, no login
Low stress, no stallin'
See a whole lot of big bouquets when I fall in
[Chorus 2]
I'm going crazy, yeah
Niggas can’t date me, yeah
Look at your savings, yeah
Got 'em going crazy, yeah
Look at your savings
Niggas can't date me
I'm going crazy, yeah
Niggas can’t date me, yeah
Look at your savings, yeah
Got 'em going crazy, yeah
Look at your savings
Niggas can't date me
[Bridge]
A bitch gassed like a Texaco
I mean, a bitch off shore, like a Mexico
And if a bitch unsure, I can letcha know
I mean, I stick to the point like a decimal
And that's co-co nuts, crazy amazing
Bookoo Bucks, fuck you, pay me
Awful luxury fucking saved me
Who knew you'd go fucking crazy?
[Outro]
Huh, huh, huh... | Crazy | Doechii |
[Intro]
I'm just one bitch with three baths, I could shit all day (Shit all day)
I got small tits, two nips, you could suck broad day (Suck broad day)
I piss fifties and leave the seat up
Doechii bottom feeder to Doechii the Don Diva
Walking over niggas and bitches then kick my feet up
'Cause I'm a— I'm a diva
Nigga, check my bracket and tell me I ain't a keeper
This outfit'll cause a fever
This ass’ll make 'em believers
My jacket chinchilla cheetah
I’m wetter than Hurr' Katrina
[Verse 1]
Wet like Trina, ass on Frida
Queen lil' Sheeba, she a lil' diva
Face like 'Retha, shoes on bleeder
Call her Miss Johnson, real John Cena
Anything to squeeze her, please her, she a real diva
She don’t like men, me neither
Shawty wanna treat her, eat her, rockstar Beatles
Shawty want a red two-seater
That ain't a Rollie, that's a Casio
Ain’t hopped a porch, or step or patio
You must’ve missed the drip and slipped inside
The pussy tighter than Spaghetti-O
Bitch, I’m in love with this scenario (Bitch, I'm in love)
I need some drugs for this scenario (I need some drugs)
I need a check or cash, a leather bag
Or I’ma need blood for this scenario
Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot
Two left feet, them Reeboks
Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot
Should’ve never left the bitch alone with my sea-moss
Now the bitch skip-hip-hoppin' in my Reeboks
Talking ’bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox
All grown up, bitch lookin' like Selena
That booty cheap but you can go cheaper
That booty cheap (Cheap)
Ain’t even peep, I need that booty for keeps
That booty reek (Reek)
Ain't even cheap, that booty fake, got a leak (I need a, I need a, I need a)
I need a freak like an animal, freak like a cannibal
She highly flammable, freak like a merry-go
Let me jump inside of shawty pussy like a cannonball
Freak, freak, freak, freak
[Bridge]
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Freak, freak)
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (Freak, freak, freak, freak, freak, freak)
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Neat freak, neat freak, neat freak, neat freak, neat freak
[Verse 2]
I wish death on all of you bitches
I blew fifty racks in one summer
I think I deserve a new Hummer
I still clap for bitches I'm front of
That rap bitch must be the new runner
Mad they can't predict how I'll stunt
Just make sure it's chips with my lunch
Diamonds bustin' out to my fronts
And niggas smoke dick 'cause Doechii too blunt
[Verse 3]
I whoop hoes like I'm a new belt
Popeye strong 'cause I eat my kale
Like mine dark, don’t fuck with no Mayo
Cause a scene 'cause I'ma post bail (Free me)
Feelin' like boulders, chip on my shoulders
Won’t tip over, still at the top
Sold your soul, these bitches so bogus, how you bold?
I can’t see the font
They wanna police us, shout out to my nieces
Stay on the defense, niggas is leeches
Can’t take Plan B, moved on to Plan C
Wild like a banshee, my niggas is apes
You bitches chimpanzees, at the party like Gatsby
I’m where the tools and the gats be
I don’t get jet-lagged, I just take BC
I’m that bitch, there won’t be a repeat
Simon says the belt is BB
Nickname CC, coulda bought CCs
Didn't want DDs, suck on my PP
Niggas so Pee-Wee, money green like seaweed
Balenci' beanie
You small ball bitch, must’ve been a preemie
Eating on lamb, I forgot the 'ghini
Don't try this at home, make this shit look easy, easy, easy
My money fleek, fleek, body petite
Killin' these bitches, they know it was me
Bitch, she can't think for herself, so we call her a sheep, sheep, sheep
Lil' Bo Peep (Haha)
Bravado on my jeans, luggage I'm rollin' around Louis V
Got on Red Bottoms, feel like Cardi B
Got heat wit' the Rico, that bitch started singin' like she was on Glee | Swamp Bitches | Doechii |
[Chorus]
Benjamins, Franklins, Timberlands
Stankin' niggas, nosebleeds (Bleeds)
Benjamins, Franklins, Timberlands
Stankin' niggas, nosebleeds (Bleeds)
[Verse 1]
Please, hide and seek from me, uh, ooh
Somebody, please, hide and seek from me, uh, ooh
Nothin' the heart can't hold
Eyes don't know what can go
Feelin's struck, heart line broke
Nothin' the heart can't hold
[Refrain]
Please, hide and seek from me, hide and seek from—
Please, hide and seek from me, hide and seek from—
Please, hide and seek from me, hide and seek from—
Please, hide and seek from me, hidе and seek from—
Yeah
[Chorus]
Benjamins, Franklins, Timberlands
Stankin' niggas, nosеbleeds (Bleeds)
Benjamins, Franklins, Timberlands
Stankin' niggas, nosebleeds (Bleeds)
[Verse 2]
Attitude, she stankin'
Don't go by her rankin'
She's that bitch
What the fuck you thinkin'
Comin' wit' no bankin'?
Wanna talk shit
[Verse 3]
Head on straight, and the head is right
Focus sharp like a Focusrite
Pleasin' me is a luxury
Please, tell me you won't kill my vibe
Pray and I pray 'til the pain away
Pray to the Lord it'll rain again
Fade away
Straight away, I can tell you are not paid
Benjamins and Frank-a-lins
Might have to hit the bank again
Deposit what you owe
Don't make me ask you for the check again
Fee-I-fi-I-fo up to the top until I fall again
Niggas, nosebleeds | HIDE N SEEK | Doechii |
[Intro]
Call daddy, tell him twenty-five got to go
DMD done put it down, twenty-five out the door
Hittin' the highway, doin' twenty-five shows
Twenty-five limos slammin' twenty-five doors
Representin' fo' those holdin' twenty-five screws in they deck
I'ma wreck and rip twenty-five crews quick
[Chorus]
Skip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket
Fuck 'posed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit
Cop twenty-two, keep the lube for the rocket
Fifty-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket
[Verse]
Mayday, just tryna stay ahead of stormy weathеr till it rain day
It's a hundred people tryna hеlp me but I feel the same ways
Suffer loss of vision but I'm focused, bitch
Sober-minded but I'm takin' trips
Tik-tak-duck, it's all a red truck, no mercy when I tumble
Click-clack-duck, if I'm off to ya, holla mercy when I rumble
Mention ya nigga, mix it up, it's come up when I call you
Fiction, yeah, it's a fiction, yeah, it's a picture when I fall through
[Chorus]
Skip to my lou, tuck the tool in my pocket
Fuck 'posed to do? Whole crew on that hot shit
Cop twenty-too, keep the lube for the rocket
Fifty-hundred chains, tuck the pain in my locket
[Outro]
Love it, mane
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir
Twenty-five lighters on my dresser, yessir | SKIPP | Doechii |
[Intro]
I'm constantly trying to remember, like, okay
"You have to chase your goals, but you gotta check in with your mom
And you gotta make sure your sisters are okay"
"You gotta make sure your bills are paid, but you gotta make sure you have fun and time for you, time for your friends"
And like, I just constantly feel like I'm neglecting parts of my life
Nope, nope, God made a day twenty-four hours
Yeah
It's not a lot of time
Uh-huh
Because, you, you just can't do it all in one moment
Uh-huh
There's past, present, and future
You gotta put pieces in places, it's 24 hours
You take part of those hours
You do what you can do, and you go to bed
[Chorus]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh
Found a place to grow
I feel wonderful
Found a place to bloom (Found a place to bloom)
I feel beautiful
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh
[Outro]
I just wanna chase my dreams
I just wanna be like
"Oh my God, fuck everything, fuck it, I'm moving to California"
"I'm following my dreams, oh, God"
"I'm a performer, I'm an entertainer, I'm a star"
But I can't, because, bitch, you have to have rent
You have to have a place to live, you have to have money
You have to maintain things, and that's just the way of life | BLOOM | Doechii |
[Intro]
Uh-uh
Uh-uh
Uh-uh
Yeah, ah
Got my move
Get the fuck out my way, bitch
[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Uh)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move)
Get the fuck out my way
[Verse 1]
Move, bitch, get out the way
If you plan on heavy steppin', girl, you better sashay
Peter Piper pimpin' poker, call me Mrs. Parlay
And I'm carryin' these bitches like my period late
Why you - why you say I do that shit when I didn't do that shit?
Pull up lookin' like a lick, then I sped off in a Benz
Victoria's Secret, she in lingerie and shit
Two feet, kickin' shit, we on lеan just doin' shit
[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Uh)
Get thе fuck out my way, bitch (Move)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move, uh)
Get the fuck out my way (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
Pussy bitch, get thee fuck
Get the whip, my Bentley truck
Pussy ho keep startin' shit
Blicky make her dive and duck
Blicky make her dive and duck, extendo make her hokey-po
Line these pussy bitches up and make 'em do the do-si-do
Go'on, bitch, I got the clip and the banana, two-tone, bitch
I feel like Thanos in this bitch, I'm too stoned, bitch
I be like, fft, fft, fft, fft, then I'm gone, bitch
I be like, fft, then I'm gone
Higher than a drone, pussy ho, leave me alone
I be on these bitches minds, in they heads just like a comb
I'm too grown, I'm too on, I'm too rich, and I'm too stoned
What the fuck is you on?
Get the fuck out my home, uh, yeah
[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Uh-huh)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move, bitch)
Get the fuck out my way
[Verse 3]
Bitch, move, bitch, scram, I go apeshit, I go ham
Swear I fuck me up a bitch, swear I fight me up a man
Talkin' shit on Instagram, see me and start stutterin'
I stomp a bitch out in my fancy Timberlands
I'm drinking porn-star martinis
In my itsy-bitsy, teeny-weeny, yellow polka dot bikini
You wanna be me, you can't be me
Hoes give me the heebie jeebies, hoes give me the, uh
I don't wanna mingle, you know what to do when you see me
No, I'm serious, though
[Chorus]
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Uh-huh)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move)
Get the fuck out my way, bitch (Move, uh)
Get the fuck out my way (Bitch) | GTFO | Doechii |
[Verse 1]
We hug and, yes, we make love
And always just say goodnight (La-la-la-la-la-la)
And we cuddle, sure, I do love it
But I need your lips on mine
[Chorus]
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, oh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, oh-oh
[Post-Chorus]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
[Verse 2]
I, I feel like fuckin' somethin'
But we could be corny, fuck it
Sugar, I ain't no dummy, dummy
I likе to say, "What if?" But if
We could kiss and just cut the rubbish
Then I might bе onto somethin'
I ain't givin' you one in public
I'm givin' you hundreds, fuck it
Somethin' we just gotta get into
Sign first, middle, last on the wisdom tooth
Niggas wishin' that the pussy was a kissin' booth
Taste breakfast, lunch, and gin and juice
And that dinner just like dessert too
And when we French, refresh, give me two
When I bite that lip, come get me too
He want lipstick, lip gloss, hickeys too, huh
[Post-Chorus]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it (La-la-la-la-la-la)
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Oh, I love the taste, la-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
[Verse 3]
Say give me a buck, need that gushy stuff
Push the limit, no, you ain't good enough
All your niggas say that you lost without me
All my bitches feel like I dodged the county
Fuckin' with you feel like jail, nigga (Feel like jail)
I can't even exhale, nigga (Can't exhale)
Pussy like holy grail, you know that (Holy grail)
You gon' make me need bail, you know that
Caught dippin' with your friend
You ain't even half, man, lyin' on your ****, you know that
Got me a bag full of brick, you know that
Control, don't slow the pace if I throw back
All this ass for real (All this ass)
Drama make you feel (It make you feel)
Fantasy and whip appeal is all I can give you
[Chorus]
Can you kiss me more?
We're so young, boy, we ain't got nothin' to lose, oh-oh
It's just principle
Baby, hold me 'cause I like the way you groove, oh-oh
Oh, darlin'
[Post-Chorus]
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it
Boy, you write your name, I can do the same
Ooh, I love the taste, oh-la-la-la-la-la
All on my tongue, I want it | Kiss Me More | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Ooh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Kissin' and hope they caught us (Ah)
Whether they like or not (Not)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna brag about it (Yeah)
I wanna tie the knot (Knot)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
[Post-Chorus]
I wanna show you (Off)
Yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you off (Off)
I wanna show you
[Refrain]
Hold my hand
You can hit while they watch, boy
[Interlude]
So, 9:30? I'll see you there
No, you hang up, you hang up
[Verse 1]
Somethin' different about you
Love it when he hit and smack too
Baby, let me lick on your tattoos
That's true that I like PDA, take it to a seedy place
Suck a little dick in the bathroom
"Who that man with the big strong hands
On her ass in the club with the paps?" Baby, that's you
Front-seat chillin' with the window down
I be ten toеs down on the dash, gettin' fast food
Hope you can handlе the heat, put your name in the streets
Get used to my fans lookin' at you
Fuck what they heard, I don't fuck with them birds
I'm a mean kitty, don't get stabbed with the rat tooth
Boys be mad that I don't fuck incels
Girls hate too, gun to their pigtail
I love you, I wanna big chill
Boy, don't trip, I'll split a big bill
Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand
Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand
[Interlude]
Baby, can you call me back? I miss you
It's so lonely in my mansion
[Interlude]
Ah, sorry, I was takin' a sip of my root beer
[Verse 2]
'Cause love is pain, but I need this shit (Yeah)
We fuck too good when the bean kicks in
Like Fortnite, I'ma need your skin (Yeah)
Don't give a fuck where the penis been (Uh)
Boy, you're the one, you're the only man
Me and you on my OnlyFans
Holy cow, you're the Holy Trin'
Hold me down when a hole need dick
Be my security, it's your therapy
With you, I ain't holding shit back
When I need my space, you give that
When he broke my heart, you fixed that
With a long walk on the beach
Love it when they honk-honk on the street (Beep)
When they see us zoom by in the Jeep (Yeah)
We a whole damn joint, we a energy
Baby, we could just ride on our enemies
They all wanna know how you get to me
Let 'em feel how they feel and be Philistines
'Cause this type of love's the epitome, said
[Interlude]
Baby, you're literally capping to me right now
Like why are you capping me?
You just cap so hard, it's— I don't know what to do | Agora Hills | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
[Verse 1]
It's been a long time since you fell in love
You ain't coming out your shell, you ain't really been yourself
Tell me, what must I do? (Do tell, my love)
'Cause luckily, I'm good at reading
I wouldn't bug him, but he won't stop cheesin'
And we can dance all day around it
If you frontin', I'll be bouncing
If you want it, scream it, shout it, babe
Before I leave you dry
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Let me check my chest, my breath right quick (Ha)
He ain't ever seen it in a dress like this (Ah)
He ain't ever even been impressed like this
Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip
Like it, love it, need it bad
Take it, own it, steal it fast
Boy, stop playing, grab my ass
Why you actin' like you shy? (Hot)
Shut it, save it, keep it pushin'
Why you beating 'round the bush?
Knowin' you want all this woman
Never knock it 'til you try (Yah, yah)
All of them bitches hating I have you with me
All of my niggas sayin' you mad committed
Realer than anybody you had, and pretty
All of the body-ody, the ass and titties
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
[Outro]
Mm-hmm
Uh-huh, oh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Mm-hmm
Uh-huh, oh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh | Say So | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Wanna know what it's like (Like)
Baby, show me what it's like (Like)
I don't really got no type (Type)
I just wanna fuck all night
Yeah-yeah, oh-woah-woah (Oh, ooh, mmm)
Baby, I need to know, mmm (Yeah, need to know)
I just been fantasizin' (Size)
And we got a lotta time (Time)
Baby, come throw the pipe (Pipe)
Gotta know what it's like (Like)
Yeah-yeah, oh-woah-woah
Baby, I need to know, mmm
[Verse 1]
What's your size? (Size)
Add, subtract, divide ('Vide)
Daddy don't throw no curves (Curves)
Hold up, I'm goin' wide (Wide)
We could just start at ten (Ten)
Then we can go to five (Five)
I don't play with my pen (Pen)
I mean what I writе
Yeah-yeah, woah-woah-woah
I just can't help but bе sexual (Oh)
Tell me your schedule (Yeah)
I got a lotta new tricks for you, baby
Just sayin' I'm flexible (I will)
I do what I can to get you off (I will)
Might just fuck him with my makeup on (I will)
Eat it like I need an apron on (Yeah, oh)
Eat it 'til I need to change my thong (Yeah, ayy)
We could do it to your favorite song (Yeah, ayy)
Take a ride into the danger zone
You know my nigga be buggin' me
I just be wonderin' if you can fuck on me better
Itchin' for me like an ugly sweater
Need it in me like a Chuck E. need cheddar
I need to know
[Bridge]
You're exciting, boy, come find me
Your eyes told me, "Girl, come ride me"
Fuck that feeling both us fighting
Could he try me? (Yeah) Mmm, most likely
[Verse 2]
Tryna see if you could handle this ass
Prolly give his ass a panic attack
Sorry if I gave a random erection
Prolly thinkin' I'm a telekinetic
Oh, wait, you a fan of the magic?
Poof, pussy like an Alakazam
I heard from a friend of a friend
That that dick was a ten out of ten
I can't stand it, just one night me
Clink with the drink, gimme a sip
Tell me what's your kink, gimme the dick
Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me (Ew)
Oh, wait, I can take it (Ah)
Give a fuck 'bout what your wifey's sayin' (Yeah) | Need To Know | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
The beach is a good place to pick up girls
Because you can really see what you're getting
Most beaches are— of chicks
And they’re— and they're— and they're— and they’re— and they're
And they're— and they're— and they're
Huh, hmm, hmm
[Verse]
I've been moving in backward directions
During astral projections
I plaster my ass on the wall for attention
I need faster connections
Past is regret, eye flash from the gemses
If I didn't care what my friends did
Friends that pretend, wanna end when you get bit
Get slick, get quick, wanna spend shit
Ends with a sniff or a huff or injection
I can't handle rejection
Stand my reflection, damn, no one gets it
Should I be kind or remind that I’m weak?
So I fall more behind every week
I’m the 'shine when the guys take a peek
I cry from my eyes to my feet
Stairs to the streets, to the gutters, to the sea
When I mutter in my sleep
I say, "Mother never weep," my brother finds blood
I say, "Shut up ’fore she sees," another motherfuckin' trap
Won-wonder will she weep, won-wonder where she be
Thunder on my teeth, spittin' natural disasters
God told me, "Cat, don't mess with the past tense
You’re testin' the masters"
So guess what the fact is? My ex is a bachelor
Next, gonna get big checks from the sets
Next, from the dancers
Next, from the models, this Hennessy is cursed
Someone hexed all the bottles (Someone hexed all the bottles)
I swear on my life, I always try
But in my eyes, I can fly
Sigh
Better luck next time
[Chorus]
Bet-bet-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Bet-bet-bet-bet-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Bet-bet-bet-bet-better luck next time
Better luck next time
Bet-bet-bet-bet-better luck next time
Better luck next time
[Outro]
Bet—, bet—
Bet—, bet—
Bet—, bet—
Bet— | BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Man
This happened one, two, three times too much
These dumb-ass niggas
[Chorus]
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said niggas ain't shit, 'cause
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said niggas ain't shit, 'cause
[Verse 1]
Umm, you could say that again
Niggas is square like Madison
I can't even really get mad at them
They fall, then I gotta facepalm
Shook him like an 8-ball and it's embarrassin'
Ten-page text, shoulda wrote a book, coulda made a bag
But he broke and he still waitin' 'til I can chill
And he really think I'ma get back to him
Doin' too much, relax a bit
Actin' like that 'cause your dad's a bitch
Must be the way that the planets is
Must be your face 'cause it's not your dick
I'm a freak, not a masochist
Shoulda known you had the baddest bitch
Left on read and can't give head
Really, you ain't shit, need a laxative
[Chorus]
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said niggas ain't shit, 'cause
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said, niggas ain't shit, 'cause
[Verse 2]
Said that's not cheatin' if I wasn't with your ass, yo (It's not)
You kept secrets and your cousin told me that, so (Your cousin)
Logical thinkin' is just somethin' that you lack, so
What you even mad for?
Lookin' like a stick up in your asshole (Mhm)
I'm not your mommy, nigga, (What?) find a new hobby, nigga
Return your fob get picked up, your shit's in the lobby, nigga (Go off)
I'm not gon' key your car, or call your fuckin' mom (Wow)
You should have paid my rent, (Woah) go get a fuckin' job (Ahh)
[Chorus]
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said niggas ain't shit, 'cause
Niggas ain't shit, come up in your crib
All up in your fridge, can't pay rent
Look at what you did
Listen to your friends
When they said niggas ain't shit, 'cause | Ain’t Shit | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo
Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat, I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
[Chorus]
I go moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Yeah, I said, bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
(Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo moo moo)
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
[Verse 1]
Got milk, bitch? Got beef? (Got beef?)
Got steak, ho? Got cheese? (Got it)
Grade A, ho, not lean (Not lean)
Got me A1, sauce, please
These heifers got nothin' on me
Stakes high, need a side of collard greens (Collard greens)
Cash rules everything around me (Everything around me)
Ice cream, ice cream (Ice cream)
You a calf, bitch, you my daughter (You my daughter)
I ain't bothered (I ain't bothered), get slaughtered (Get slaughtered)
Got the methane, I'm a farter (Woo)
With my farmer (Woo), MacDonald (Woo)
And he feed me real good, it's a honor (It's a honor)
Philly cheesesteak all in that order (In that order)
Chili cheese fries as a starter (As a starter)
Got the steroids keeping me stronger (Keep me strong)
[Chorus]
I go moo (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Moo (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Moo
Moo (Yeah)
I said, bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
[Bridge]
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow (Yeah), bitch, I'm a cow
[Verse 2]
Old MacDonald had a farm
I give him a titty, tryna keep him calm
I'm just tryna turn up in the country
I ain't in the city 'cause they ain't got lawns
Suck a nigga dick or somethin', E-I-O
Shittin' on these bitches only thing I know
Tippin' on his dick, I see the chickens and the pigs
They wanna catch us ridin' dirty with them fiends, I know
[Refrain]
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
Milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right, it's better than yours
I can treat you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right, it's better than yours
I can treat you, but I have to charge
[Outro]
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
But I have to charge (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, c'mon)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
But I have to charge (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I want a cheeseburger, fucking vegans
(Moo, moo, ah) | MOOO! | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Yeah, you know it
Mmm, this the remix
Doja, rrr
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so (Uh)
[Verse 1]
Every time I take a break, the game be so boring
Pretty like Naomi, Cassie, plus Lauren
Spittin' like Weezy, Foxy, plus Lauryn
Ball like the Rams, see, now that's Gordon
They don't understand the bag talk, I'm foreign
When they think they top the queen, they start fallin'
Word to my ass-shots, I'm so cheeky
Got 'em tryna palm my ass like young Keke
Yes, I'm ghetto, word to Geppetto
Plus I'm little, where's my stiletto?
Tell Mike Jordan send me my Retros
Used to be bi, but now I'm just hetero
Ain't talkin' medicine, but I made him more a fiend
Ever since I put the cookie on quarantine
He know this thing A1 like a felony
All he gotta do is say the word like a spelling bee
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Let me check my chest, my breath right quick (Ha)
He ain't ever seen it in a dress like this (Ah)
He ain't ever even been impressed like this
Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip
Like it, love it, need it, bad
Take it, own it, steal it, fast
Boy, stop playing, grab my ass
Why you actin' like you shy? (Hot)
Shut it, save it, keep it pushin'
Why you beating 'round the bush?
Knowin' you want all this woman
Never knock it 'til you try (Yah, yah)
All of them bitches hating I have you with me
All of my niggas sayin' you mad committed
Realer than anybody you had, and pretty
All of the body-ody, the ass and titties
[Chorus]
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment
I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?
Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with
You got to keep me focused; you want it? Say so
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, you know it
Yeah, you know it
Yeah, you know it
Yeah, you know it
[Outro]
You coulda said so
Boy, you shoulda said so
Say so, say so
I got dressed just to sit in the house
People with the least always doin' the most
I'm countin' money while he suckin' my toes
Real nasty with them balls, all net, yeah, I'm gross
Why you talkin' 'bout who body fake?
With all them fillers in your face, you just full of hate
That real ass ain't keep your nigga home
Now you lookin' silly, that's word to silicone | Say So (Remix) | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
I keep it juicy, juicy, I eat that lunch (Yeah)
She keep that booty, booty, she keep that plump (Yeah, yeah)
That natural beauty, beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back, back, back, back, back
(Wait ’til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait ’til you see it from the back
[Verse 1]
He like the doja with the cat, yeah
He like it thick, he like it fat, yeah
Like to keep him wanting more
He ask me, "Doja, where you at, huh?"
And all them niggas wanna know
How long it take to pull my pants up, mmh, mmh, mmh
Broke a fingernail and then some, mmh
Tryna squeeze into my True Religion denim, mmh, mmh, mmh
Sell it big, don't wanna sell you light
I don't buy it, where the cellulite?
He said the body unbelievable
Can't trust a big butt and a Gemini-i-i-i-i
[Chorus]
I keep it juicy, juicy, I eat that lunch (Yeah)
She keep that booty, booty, she keep that plump (Yeah yeah)
That natural beauty, beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait ’til you see it from the back
[Verse 2]
He spend the racks, he in the trap
I’m fit and fat, he live for that
Okay, he on his knees, attend the Mass
He beg for that, I bend and snap
She keep it juicy just for papi, call me Buffie with the body
I just slipped into my Savage and came over like a walkie
He eat my fish like tekka maki, like a side of me with saké
So I put it in my mouth and suck it out like edamame, yeah
Hourglass
Coke-bottle body, I got that
We got time and you're right on that
When I turn around and touch it, keep your eyes on that, that, that, that, that, that
[Chorus]
I keep it juicy, juicy, I eat that lunch (Yeah)
She keep that booty, booty, she keep that plump (Yeah, yeah)
That natural beauty, beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait ’til you see it from the back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait ’til you see it from the back
[Bridge]
He like it plump, he need that
Need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up, and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that
Keep it running, like it plump, he need that
Need the rump and need the thighs, he eat that
Eat that up and in the night, he see that
In the dark, and in the ride he keep that
Keep it running
[Chorus]
I keep it juicy, juicy, I eat that lunch (Yeah)
She keep that booty, booty, she keep that plump (Yeah, yeah)
That natural beauty, beauty, yeah, yeah
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, yeah, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
Back, back, back, back, back
(Wait 'til you see it from the)
If you could see it from the front, wait 'til you see it from the back | Juicy | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
I've been goin' through some things (Oh)
I struggle with my inner man (Yeah, yeah)
I hustle, I'll do what I can to get this money
Blaq Tuxedo
Don Dada on the, Don Dada on the beat
[Chorus]
Like you, like you
Like you, ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you, like you
Send your location, come through
[Post-Chorus]
I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?
I can't sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can't be without you
Why can't I find no one like you?
[Verse 1]
Baby, we tried to fight it
We all been there some days
Thought I needed something else
And acted like I was okay
We just had to work it out
And baby, I needed space
Ain't nobody 'round here on your level
You're so far away
You're pouring your heart out
I'm acting like I knew
You held me so down
So down I never grew, oh
I tried to find out
When none of them came through
And now I'm stuck in the middle
And baby had to pull me out, oh
[Chorus]
Like you, like you
Like you, ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you, like you
Send your location, come through (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing
And it's motherfuckin' scary
Tryna keep him 'cause I found him
Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing
I could take you to the parents, then to Paris
Plan a motherfuckin' wedding
You the type I wanna marry (Yeah) and keep you merry
I'll put the ring on when you ready
We play our fantasies out in real life ways and
No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?
You give me energy, make me feel lightweight (Woo)
Like the birds of a feather, baby (Woo)
We real life made for each other (Woo)
And it's hard to keep my cool
When other bitches tryna get with my dude and
When other chickens tryna get in my coop
'Cause you're a one in a million
There ain't no man like you | Streets | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions)
If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it)
Play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions, yeah)
If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya, yeah, yeah)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion, slow motion, yeah)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it, you know I want it)
[Verse 1]
Break some bread up, nigga, that butter my biscuit (Ha)
You ain't talk money, then really, that's none of my business (That's none of my biz)
I don't even need these lenses (Yeah)
20 on 20 my vision (Woo)
Bad yellow bitch with her eye on the prize
But nigga, I ain't no minion (Yeah, yeah)
Millions, thousands, billions (Trillions)
Bobs on me like Dylan, blondes on me like Hilton
Wendys on me like Williams, shouting, digging
Look at me like I'm alien, bitch, I'm fucking reptilian
Bitch, bitch, aw
All y'all bitches was wrong
Talkin' 'bout I fell off
You ain't even get on
Bitch, bitch, yaw
All y'all bitches is precious
Wait, I meant to say jealous
All y'all bitches is jealous
Bitch, bitch
[Chorus]
Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions)
If you spend some money then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it)
Play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions, yeah)
If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya, yeah, yeah)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion, slow motion, yeah)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it, you know I want it)
[Verse 2]
(And now you playin' with my emotions)
Nigga, don't do it, you blew it
You tryna cast spells on a bitch with potions
Nigga, I need devotion
(Leaving you with that lotion)
Telling me this and that, the third
That shit for the birds, I'm ghosting
If you don't dive in that pussy like dolphins
If he don't dive in that pussy like oceans
Twins look identically like Olsens
Nigga, don't hide from the pussy, be open
Nigga wan' spy on the pussy like Austin
Do I make you horny, baby?
That's my ego that you stroking
Nigga, don't laugh 'cause the pussy ain't joking
Nigga, go splash when the pussy be soakin' (Yeah)
Where that nigga who don't play mind games at?
You got a fake gold chain on, change that
Tryna spit game while I'm on my way out, late ass
Where that nigga, man? Where he at? Where he at?
[Chorus]
Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions)
If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it)
Play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions, yeah)
If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya (Fuck ya, yeah, yeah)
When I shake that ass, I'ma do that shit in slow motion (Motion, slow motion, yeah)
You got a whole lotta cash, and nigga, you know I want it (Want it, you know I want it) | Rules | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
By
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
[Chorus]
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don’t care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Post-Chorus]
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil’ bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Said my happiness is all of your misery
I put good dick all in my kidneys
This Margiel' don't come with no jealousy
My illness don't come with no remedy
I am so much fun without Hennessy
They just want my love and my energy
You can't talk no shit without penalties
Bitch, I’m in yo’ shit if you send for me
I'm going to glow up one more time
Trust me, I have magical foresight
You gon’ see me sleepin' in courtside
You gon' see me eatin' ten more times
Ugh, you can’t take that bitch nowhere
Ugh, I look better with no hair
Ugh, ain't no sign I can't smoke here
Ugh, gimme the chance and I'll go there (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Post-Chorus]
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Said pop make money, now you try, bitch
You could use a revamp with a new vibe, sis
I don't need a big feature or a new sidekick
I don't need a new fan 'cause my boo like it
I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it
I'm a two-time bitch, you ain't knew I'd win?
Throw a shot like you tryna have a food fight then
All my opps waitin' for me to be you, I bet
Said I got drive, I don't need a car
Money really all that we fiendin' for
I'm doin' things they ain't seen before
Fans ain't dumb, but extremists are
I'm a demon lord
Fall off what? I ain't seen the horse
Called your bluff, better cite the source
Fame ain't somethin' that I need no more
[Chorus]
'Cause, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
[Post-Chorus]
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle
[Outro]
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by | Paint The Town Red | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Yeah, ayy
Ha, ayy, yeah
[Chorus]
They say I just got a buck, uh
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck, ha
Get into it, yuh (Yuh)
If you go to church
I said get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh
And I say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Fuck it, get into it, yuh
[Verse 1]
Yeah, you just wanna party, you just wanna lap dance
You just wanna pop up on these clowns like you're the Batman
You just wanna ball out in designer with your best friends
You don't wanna talk no more about it in the past tense
Get me out my zone, I'm just talkin' comfort, shawty
I ain't give you nothin' you could come for, shawty
I got plenty things you make a run for, shawty
Call him Ed Sheeran, he in love with my body
[Chorus]
They say I just got a buck, uh
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck, ha
Get into it, yuh (Yuh)
If you go to church
I said get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Nah, fuck it, gеt into it, yuh
And I say I just got a buck
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh
If shе ain't got a butt
Fuck it, get into it, yuh
[Verse 2]
Y'all need to get into the drip like a piranha
Y'all need to get into my drip like y'all need water
I mean, it's only head to toe Balenciaga
I mean, y'all bitches better "yuh" like Ariana
If they ever tryna knock her, put my foot up in your caca
Call your mama and your papa like I'm finna take your daughter
Turn that bitch into a soccer ball and rocka, rocka, rocka (Brrr)
Get into it like a suit and fuck a stock up like a broker
[Chorus]
They say I just got a buck (Yuh)
Get into it, yuh (Ayy)
Pop out with a truck, ha
Get into it, yuh (Pop out, pop out)
If you go to church
I said get into it, yuh
If she ain't got a butt
Nah, fuck it, get into it, yuh
And I say I just got a buck (Ayy)
Get into it, yuh
Pop out with a truck
Get into it, yuh (Yeah)
If you go to church
Get into it, yuh (Go to church)
If she ain't got a butt
Fuck it, get into it, yuh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
Thank you, Nicki, I love you
Got that big rocket launcher! | Get Into It (Yuh) | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Hello, woah
[Chorus]
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
[Verse 1]
They said, "Doja hit so sticky," I said, "Thank you very much"
Bent the whole world over and said, "Spank you very much"
Cheese like pizzeria
Have a seat, bitch, please, Ikea
From the Westside like Maria
I'm hot like grits, Madea
Beat the pussy up, call PETA
I rock the boat like Aaliyah (Ayy)
I rock a bob like Sia (Ayy)
Doja on deck, bitch, re-up (Ayy)
Thick in the thigh, thick in the waist
Thick in the right motherfuckin' places
Hits like Venus, Serena (Ayy)
He wanna eat up the caesar (Ayy)
Bonita, bonita, bonita (Ayy)
Baby girl needed the wiener (Ayy)
Dug in the guts and I skeet her (Ayy)
Arena, arena, arena (Hey)
I'm in the hall, Regina
I'm on the wall at Genius
I am the wiz, the teacher
Skinny legend like Wiz Khalifa (Woo)
[Chorus]
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
Hair grow long like Chia
Money go long like Nia
I am the big idea
My twins big like Tia
My twins big like Tia, Tamera (Uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Rico, uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera (Rico, uh, wait)
Tia, Tamera
[Verse 2]
They said, "Rico, you so nasty," I said, "Thank you very much" (Yeah)
He just wanna eat me like some candy, but I'm not his buttercup
These hoes swear that they can't stand me
But ain't never pullin' up (Um)
I just made a hundred K in two weeks
Lil' bitch, do you need me to pull it up? (Duh)
Big black trucks and we pullin' up (Bitch)
She drank so much, now she throwin' it up
But we don't give a fuck, we still rollin' it up
I got a lot of money, but a lot ain't enough
Park where I want, they ain't towin' us (Bitch)
I-I make the jokes, you ain't trollin' us (Bitch)
My neck is on ice, you ain't cold as us
And when we hop out, yeah, you know it's us
My-my chopper sing like Sia (Sia)
Make a bitch sick, diarrhea (Ew)
Dressed in all black, grim reaper (Bitch)
Don't act like you can't see us (Yeah)
Ride-ridin' in a foreign, no Prius
He keep callin' my phone, Nokia
So I put the nigga on speaker
If you got a problem, better speak up | Tia Tamera | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Hey, woman
Hey, woman
[Chorus]
(Ayy) Woman
Let me be your woman
Woman, woman, woman (Ayy)
I can be your woman
Woman, woman, woman (Ayy)
Let me be your woman
Woman, woman, woman (Ayy)
I can be your woman
Woman, woman, woman (Ayy)
[Verse 1]
What you need?
She give tenfold, come here, papa, plant your seed
She can grow right from her womb a family
Provide lovin' overlooked and unappreciated, you see (Ayy)
You can reciprocate
I got delicious taste, you need a woman's touch in your place
Just protect her and keep her safe
Baby, worship my hips and waist
So feminine with grace
I touch your soul when you hear me say, "Boy"
Let me be your woman
[Chorus]
Woman (Daddy)
Let mе be your woman (I know, mm)
Woman, woman, woman (Daddy)
I can be your woman (I know)
Woman, woman, woman (Daddy)
Let mе be your woman (I know)
Woman, woman, woman (Ayy; daddy)
I can be your woman (I know)
Woman, woman, woman
[Verse 2]
I can be your lady, I'm a woman
I'm a motherfucker, but they got a problem
Put some babies in your life and take away the drama
Put the paper in a picture like a diorama
Gotta face a lot of people of the opposite
'Cause the world told me, "We ain't got the common sense"
Gotta prove it to myself that I'm on top of shit
And you would never know a god without the goddesses
Honest as fuckin' honest get
And I could be on everything
I mean I could be the leader, head of all the states
I could smile and jiggle it 'til his pockets empty
I could be the CEO, just look at Robyn Fenty
And I'ma be there for you 'cause you on my team, girl
Don't ever think you ain't hella these niggas dream girl
They wanna pit us against each other
When we succeedin' for no reasons
They wanna see us end up like we Regina on Mean Girls
Princess or queen, tomboy or king (Yeah)
You've heard a lot, you've never seen (Nah)
Mother Earth, Mother Mary rise to the top (Top)
Divine feminine, I'm feminine (Why?)
[Chorus]
Woman (Daddy)
Let me be your woman (Let me be your; I know)
Woman, woman, woman (I need to be your; daddy)
I can be your woman (I know)
Woman, woman, woman (Daddy)
Let me be your woman (I know)
Woman, woman, woman (Daddy)
I can be your woman (I wanna be; I know)
Woman, woman, woman
[Outro]
(Woman)
Eee (Hey, woman, woman)
Eee, hey (Hey, woman, woman)
Mm, mm (Hey, woman, woman)
(Hey, woman) | Woman | Doja Cat |
[Pre-Chorus]
I got a man, but I want you
I got a man, but I want you
And it's just nerves, it's just dick
Makin' me think 'bout someone new
You know I got so much to say
I try to hide it in my face
And it don't work, you see through
That I just wanna get with you
And you're right
[Chorus]
You right, I
Got my guy
But I, I
Can't help it, I want you
Said you right, I
Got my guy
But I, I
Can't help it, I want you
[Verse 1]
I can't stop and look the other way
'Cause I know what could be, babe
And you never feel the same
You'd be thinkin' 'bout it every day
Don't believe in fairytales
But we got our fantasies
And it's me and you, no she
Tryna be all through your sheets
Have you all on top of me
Actin' like it's not that deep
Oh, you could take it out on me
Tell me what it's 'bout to be
Really feel it's bound to bе
I can't tell no one, but they all know
[Pre-Chorus]
I got a man, but I want you
I got a man, but I want you
And it's just nеrves, it's just dick
Makin' me think 'bout someone new
You know I got so much to say
I try to hide it in my face
And it don't work, you see through
That I just wanna get with you
And you're right
[Chorus]
You right, I (You right)
Got my guy (You right)
But I, I
Can't help it, I want you
Said you right, I (You right)
Got my guy (You right)
But I, I
Can't help it, I want you
[Verse 2]
Girl, I want you like you want me too
I feel that energy (Oh yeah)
When you're on top of me (Oh yeah)
I know your man, he ain't controllin' you
But you still hesitate (Oh)
'Cause you choose loyalty (Oh yeah)
And I know your history (Hey)
Met him before your peak (Hey)
He's so connected to that woman that you used to be
But-but-but this sex will cloud your memory
A couple strokes to put it in, then you'll belong to me
[Pre-Chorus]
I got a man, but I want you
I got a man, but I want you (Oh)
And it's just nerves, it's just dick
Makin' me think 'bout someone new
You know I got so much to say
I try to hide it in my face
And it don't work, you see through
That I just wanna get with you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
And you're right
[Chorus]
You right, I (Right)
Got my guy (I got my)
But I, I (I)
Can't help it, I want you
Said you right, I (Yeah)
Got my guy (Yeah)
But I, I (Yeah)
Can't help it, I want you | You Right | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
Mmm
I ain't tryna (Ah)
I ain't tryna
I ain't tryna
[Verse 1]
Yeah, ain't tryna be cool like you
Wobblin' around in your high heel shoes
I'm clumsy, made friends with the floor
Two for one, you know a bitch buy four
And two left feet, you know I always drop
First thing a girl did was a bop
I'm the whole damn cake and the cherry on top
Shook up the bottle, made a good girl pop
[Pre-Chorus]
You ain't even here to party
Ken in the club, tryna pipe a Barbie
I don't wanna go, go, go with the flow
Backbend 'til I touch my toes
I don't wanna row, row, row the boat
Wrist full of rocks and I hope I float
Big up yourself 'cause you know they don't
I chew, chew, chew 'cause they hope I choke
[Chorus]
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
I'm a bitch, I'm a boss
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss
[Verse 2]
Said bitch, I'm the after, you been the before
I been the stallion, you been the seahorse
Don't need a report, don't need a press run
All of my bad pics been all my best ones
I wear the hat and I wear the pants
I am advanced, so I get advance
And I do my dance and cancel the plans
Said boo, don't be mad 'cause you had the chance
[Pre-Chorus]
Drop, said I took it and I ran for it
I won it, then I stand on it
Money on the floor when we dance on it
Shine bright, let them put a tan on it
Said I took it and I ran for it
I won it, then I stand on it
Money on the floor when we dance on it
Shine bright, let them put a tan on it like
[Bridge]
Rrrr, ah, ah, ah
I'm a bitch (I'm a bitch), I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
I'm a bitch (I'm a bitch), I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
I'm a bitch (I'm a bitch), I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
I'm a bitch and a boss, I'ma shine like gloss | Boss Bitch | Doja Cat |
[Pre-Chorus]
Blow, weed, coke, pop X
Speedin' up the heartbeat bangin' in the chest
When you put it on me you relieve my stress
You got me so high, takin' deep, deep breaths
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
[Chorus]
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high, high
[Verse]
You got me so turnt up, this dude got a bitch so high
Weed always on my mind, now he always on my mind
Doja, know you want some of this purr
You ain't gotta say a word, just spark that, let's get burnt
Ah, then we'll roll up a hundred fuckin' blunts
All up in my mouth, now I'm all up in yo'
This nigga got pounds of it all up in his trunk
Now we both look Asian, he wavin' and I'm drunk
I got dank shit in my cup, you know what I'ma do to you
I could get real used to you, blow, weed, X
And we sippin' on that juicy-juice, that's just what she choose to do
Oh, man, the shit these drugs will do to you
[Pre-Chorus]
Blow, weed, coke, pop X
Speedin' up the heartbeat bangin' in the chest
When you put it on me you relieve my stress
You got me so high, takin' deep, deep breaths
[Chorus]
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high
I know you ain't a drug, but you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high
You get me so high, you get me so high, high
[Outro]
Six hits to the dome, gone off control
Six hits to the dome, gone off control
Six hits to the dome, gone off control
Gone off control, gone off control | So High | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera
[Verse 1]
We freak on the cam
Love at first sight, just a link to the 'Gram
Pussy all pink with a tan
And I play with it 'til my middle fingers are cramped up
Swipe right 'cause he thick and he handsome
Love a sneak peek, when you free? Can we cam up?
No shot to the screen, put your hands up
Make it pop in your face like a Samsung
And that's my nigga, better yet, that's my hitta
He don't leak nudes, and if you do you could go missin'
Met him on Tinder, he just swipe left on bitches
And he don't even scroll through Insta'
'Less he going through my pictures
[Chorus]
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera
[Post-Chorus]
Is you into that? (Into that, is you into that? Uh-uh)
Let's break the internet (Internet, on the internet, oh-oh)
We do it the best (It the best, doin' it the best, uh-uh)
When we have cybersex (Cybersex, havin' cybersex, oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
When he off work, he calling me on Skype (Yeah)
Trust me when I meet him, I'm fucking him on sight (Yeah)
Lemme see you beat it, I'm feelin' just like Mike (Okay, okay)
Huh, oh, surf that 'til I drown in all of your pics
Can't scroll down 'cause some of them dicks (Ya)
Think of my parents going through my shit (My shit, my shit)
Huh, oh, can't give head, you give me the FaceTime
Nigga, you a creep, I saw you on Dateline
You ain't gettin' pussy, you fucking an AI
Huh, oh, what a time to be alive
Living in the future, blinging on my hotline
[Chorus]
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera
I wanna touch on you (On you)
You see me in my room (My room)
Wish you were here right now (Right now)
All of the things I'd do
I wanna get freaky on camera
I love when we get freaky on camera | Cyber Sex | Doja Cat |
[Intro]
(d.a. got that dope)
(Ha-ha-ha-ha) Yeah, ayy
[Chorus]
Yeah, ayy
How my demons look (How them demons)
Now that my pockets full? (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)
How my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that you bitches shook? (Bitch)
Yeah, how my demons look (Ayy, yeah)
Now that my pockets full? (Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah)
How my demons look (Bitch, ayy)
Yeah, now that you bitches shook?
[Verse 1]
I am on to bigger things
I just bought a limousine (A limousine)
You live like me in your dreams (Yes, you do)
I just quit the nicotine (I did)
If you throwin' dick at me (Do it, nigga)
That shit should be big at least (Do it, nigga)
Nigga, I'ma bring the heat
I'ma bring the cold (The cold)
You should bring your skis (Brr)
I'm a fuckin' queen (Queen)
I am expeditiously (See it, bitch)
Are you off a key? (You off a key?)
I would never let you in my V.I.P
We are enemies, we are foes
Who are you and what are those?
You are gross
Percocet got you playing with your nose
[Verse 2]
I'm a puppet, I'm a sheep, I'm a cash cow
I'm the fastest-growing bitch on all your apps now
You are tired of me 'cause I'm on your ass now
You are mad at me 'cause I am all they slap now
I can nap now
Lots of people that were sleeping say I rap now
Lots of people's hopes and dreams are finally trashed now
Lots of people say they met me in the past now
I done took the spotlight and made 'em black out
I done took the whole dick and blew my back out
I just swallowed all his kids and spit the class out
I take the trash out, mm
I'm finna cash out, uh
Bitch, do not pass out | Demons | Doja Cat |
[Pre-Chorus]
Baby, if you like it, just reach out and pet it
This one doesn't bite, it doesn't get aggressive
Show you how to touch it, hold it like it's precious
It don't need your lovin', it just needs attention
[Chorus]
(Love me) It needs, it seeks affection
(So sweet) Hungry, it fiends attention
(Hungry) It needs, it seeks affection
(Baby) Hungry, it fiends (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Look at me, look at me, you lookin'?
My taste good, but I just had to redirect my cookin'
I coulda been an opener, I redirect the bookin'
I readed all the comments sayin', "D, I'm really shooketh"
"D, you need to see a therapist, is you lookin'?"
Yes, the one I got, they really are the best
Now I feel like I can see you bitches is depressed
I am not afraid to finally say shit with my chest
Lost a lil' weight, but I ain't never lost a tushy
Lookin' good, but now my bald head match my
Lookin' good, but now they all sayin' that I'm ugly
Boo-hoo, my nigga, I ain't sad you won't fuck me
I'm sad that you really thought your ass was above me
You're lucky 'cause I just paid your bill with a reply
I just made your money pile knee-high
I just made your stats peak, now you got a blue check
Now you can afford to go and reinstall a new wig
Now you can afford to not be lousy, go and do shit
Talk your shit about me, I can easily disprove it, it's stupid
You follow me, but you don't really care about the music
[Chorus]
(Love me) It needs, it seeks affection
(So sweet) Hungry, it fiends attention
(Hungry) It needs, it seeks affection
(Baby) Hungry, it fiends (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Look at me, look at me, I'm naked
Vulnerability earned me a lot of bacon
I put a thong all in my ass and taught you how to shake it
I paid all my respect to those who taught me how to make it
And now I reap the benefits with no confrontation
Y'all fall into beef, but that's another conversation
I'm sorry, but we all find it really entertainin'
'Cause we all wanna see them slip and fall right on their faces
And we all wanna be the one to see the devastation
Not be in it, but ain't the bad press good?
The disrespect's real, how this Patek look?
Pull out the checkbook, now why yo' neck crook?
I never learn to "superstar" from a textbook
Talkin' 'bout, "She fallin' off, why she get booked?"
Man, I been humble, I'm tired of all the deprecation
Just let me flex, bruh, just let me pop shit
"Why she think she Nicki M? She think she hot shit"
Huh, I never gave a F, go stir the pot, bitch
I got y'all head all in the dirt just like an ostrich
Of course you bitches comparin' Doja to who the hottest
[Chorus]
(Love me) It needs, it seeks affection
(So sweet) Hungry, it fiends attention
(Hungry) It needs, it seeks affection
(Baby) Hungry, it fiends
[Outro]
Okay, cute | Attention | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
Love got me fucked up
Got me on stuck, chasin' that rush
Had to give in, couldn't give up
I just want you, but I don't do drugs
[Post-Chorus]
Still I want you, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh
All I want is you, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh
[Verse 1]
Baby, I've been in my bag
You don't really hit me back
'Cause I feel like I'm attached
Shoulda never kissed you back
Ever since I fell in love
Not quite like bein' trapped
More like a sickness that
Keeps me addicted bad
[Refrain]
Hard for me to let you go (Let you go, let you go)
My body wouldn't let me hide it (Hide it)
No matter what, I wouldn't fold (Wouldn't fold, wouldn't fold)
Ridin' through the thunder, lightnin'
[Pre-Chorus]
(And I)
Forgive me, I brought it upon myself
(And I)
Needеd a fix of you, not just one kiss from you
I needed more
[Chorus]
Lovе got me fucked up
Got me on stuck, chasin' that rush
Had to give in, couldn't give up
I just want you, but I don't do drugs
[Post-Chorus]
Still I want you, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh (My baby, my baby)
All I want is you, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is my baby)
Ooh (My baby, my baby)
[Verse 2]
Tryna stay in my lane
I should play on the safe side
But you fuckin' me up on this FaceTime
Faded, pourin' all over you
Know exactly what I wanna do
So, baby, can you eat it from the back?
Got me purrin' like I'm Doja Cat
Keep me in your bag
'Cause you wanna hear me say I'm comin' back
But this time, I want support, just make it last
Woah-oh (Ah)
[Refrain]
It's hard for me to let you go (Let you go)
My body wouldn't let me hide it
No matter what, I wouldn't fold (Wouldn't fold)
Ridin' through the thunder, lightnin'
[Pre-Chorus]
(And I)
Forgive me, I brought it upon myself
(And I)
Needed a fix of you, not just one kiss from you
I needed more
[Chorus]
Love got me fucked up
Got me on stuck, chasin' that rush
Had to give in, couldn't give up (I couldn't give up)
I just want you, but I don't do drugs
[Post-Chorus]
Still I want you, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is you, baby)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I want is you)
Ooh (Mmm, ah)
All I want is you, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh (All I really want)
Ooh, ooh-ooh (Is you)
Ooh (Yeah) | I Don’t Do Drugs | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
Freak like me
You want a good girl that does bad things to you
You never been with no one as nasty as me
Spice up your life, come get a freak
Do, do-do, do-do, do-do
Freak like me
[Verse 1]
Tied him down to my queen bed
Tease him just enough to hate me (Hate me)
Tied it tight enough, he can't break free (Break free)
Keep him waiting 'til he try
This can go one of two ways
We could flip the coin, I'll be your slave (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Call you daddy, give me a nickname (Ah)
I ain't afraid of a little pain (No, I ain't 'fraid of a little pain)
Yo, yo, yo, yo (Ah)
He wanted some'n else and he wanna be selfish
He wanted them three rounds, DC had to come help him
Look, I know your position
Try to squeeze in the full nelson though
Beat on it, beat, beat on it, mercy like a black belt give
Daddy the grand master, daddy, I want it faster
Them bitches you fuckin' with, I know they gon' need some practice
So bring 'em along wit' ya, I'll teach 'em how to smash ya
When I made a little mess on it, he told me to clean my act up
[Chorus]
Freak like me (Tryna freak you down)
You want a good girl that does bad things to you
You never been with no one as nasty as me
Spice up your life, come get a freak
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo (Like me)
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
[Verse 2]
Hey, I could take a big bat, bet that he thinkin' this a game
Hey, batter, batter swing, you could put it on a swing
Freak like a triple XXX flick, put her on a chain
This pussy off the chain, this kitty insane
I could fuck him in the rain, I could fuck him in the Range (Uh)
I could fuck him every day (Uh), I'ma fuck him 'til he sang (Uh)
Milkshake bring the boys to the yard, I'ma need the whipped cream
Ain't ever been vanilla, honey, just wait until you get a taste
Skirt off, fuck in the backseat
Take that shirt off, baby, put it on me
Got me like, "Yeehaw," ride it like a horsey
Kinda like see-saw, up and down on the D, give it to him
[Chorus]
Freak like me (Need a freak like me)
You want a good girl that does bad things to you (You want a good girl)
You never been with no one as nasty as me
Spice up your life, come get a freak
Do, do-do, do-do, do-do (Now you need a freak)
Freak like me
Freak like me (You never, you never, you never been)
You want a good girl that does bad things to you
You never been with no one as nasty as me
Spice up your life, come get a freak (You need a freak)
Do, do-do, do-do, do-do (You need a freak)
Freak like me (Like me, papa)
[Outro]
Babe, you never been with no one nastier than me
Oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, baby
Squeeze me oh so tight
Show me that you love me too | Freak | Doja Cat |
[Chorus]
Ooh, that's my trick (Trick, trick)
I’m her pimp (Pimp, pimp)
She my flip (Flip, flip)
Ooh, don't forget (Get, get)
That's my trick (Trick, trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that’s my trick (That's my trick)
I'm her pimp (I'm her pimp)
She my flip (She my flip)
Ooh, don't forget (Don't forget)
That's my trick (That's my trick)
She my bottom bitch
[Verse 1]
That’s my ho
That’s my doe
That's my glow up
She go hard
She just like a pro
She just wanna blow up
If you talkin’ shit
Wipe your spit off my nuts
Nigga, grow up
On a boat like I'm Noah
Xan like I'm Noah
Damn, I don't know her no more
And she bought a crib
Then she bought a whip
In her Prada fit
Got some Gucci kicks
That’s my bottom bitch
'Cause she 'bout it, bitch
And I'm proud of it
[Chorus]
Ooh, that's my trick (Trick, trick)
I'm her pimp (Pimp, pimp)
She my flip (Flip, flip)
Ooh, don't forget (Get, get)
That's my trick (Trick, trick)
She my bottom bitch
Ooh, that's my trick (That's my trick)
I'm her pimp (I'm her pimp)
She my flip (She my flip)
Ooh, don't forget (Don't forget)
That's my trick (That's my trick)
She my bottom bitch
[Verse 2]
She don't create no problems
That's why the bitch my bottom
And she like a model, oh woah
She ain't no rat, she possum
All up in that concoction
Personal coochie popper, oh
Slip in to something pretty
I need to be this fitted
Baby gon' get her way, yeah, oh woah
Baby, don't keep me waitin'
Baby boy, what you payin'?
Drop it and I will stay witcha
'Cause I know what you want, don't lie (Don't lie)
You want something for one night
[Outro]
Ooh, that's my trick (Don't you forget)
I'm her pimp, she my flip (Don't)
Ooh, don't forget (Don't you forget)
That's my trick, bottom bitch (Don't you forget)
Ooh, that's my trick (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm her pimp, she my flip (Ayy, ayy)
Ooh, don't forget (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
That's my trick, bottom bitch (Ayy)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh | Bottom Bitch | Doja Cat |
[Verse 1]
I know, I know, I know that you're drunk (Yeah)
Tell me what you want after this club (Uh-huh)
You know I get nasty (You know I get nasty)
No Uber ride to my house, she caught a taxi (Uber ride to my house, yeah)
[Refrain]
I'm picky with my women, I'm decidin' (Oh)
Call me to your crib and I'ma slide in (Yeah, oh)
I'm picky with my women, I'm decidin' (Oh)
Call me to your crib and I'ma slide in (Call me to your crib and I'ma)
[Chorus]
First things first, let me get that introduction (Let me get that introduction)
We on a long road to self-destruction (Self-destruct—)
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothin' (You were so in love)
Let me get this clear (Uh-huh), 'cause I had no idea (Yeah, yeah)
[Post-Chorus]
Feelin' like I did too much (Much)
I'm feelin' like I did too much (Much)
Well, let's get naughtier (Naughtier)
Yeah, I mean naughtier (Naughtier)
I'm feelin' like I did too much (Much)
I'm feelin' like I did too much (Much)
Well, yeah, let's party, ya (Party, ya)
Yeah, I need all of ya (All of ya)
[Bridge]
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh
[Chorus]
First things first, let me get that introduction
We on a long road to self-destruction
You were so in love, you weren't gon' tell me nothin'
Let me get this clear, 'cause I had no idea (I had no idea)
[Post-Chorus]
Feelin' like I did too much
I'm feelin' like I did too much
Well, let's get naughtier
Yeah, I mean naughtier
I'm feelin' like I did too much
I'm feelin' like I did too much
Well, yeah, let's party, ya
Yeah, I need all of ya (All of ya)
[Verse 2]
Since you've been gone, I've been just okay
I know you mad, you didn't see it my way
Since I've been gone, I've been out of space
I let lil' shawty, come here, take your place
[Outro]
Ooh, you tried it (Tried it)
You couldn't keep my love, you too excited (Couldn't keep my love, yeah)
You want a paper plane, I'm the pilot (You want a paper plane, yeah)
You wonder why your girl always smiling (Wonder why your girl, yeah) | No Idea | Don Toliver |
[Chorus]
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi (Sonny Digital)
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
[Verse 1]
Switchin' lanes and I'm seein' lights, you know I watch the curb
Smokin' weed, you know I'm gettin' high, you know it calm my nerves
Trappin' hard, pumpin' non-stop, the bag I had to earn
You can try, but you might fail again, you know you never learn
[Pre-Chorus]
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots and now I'm dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
Okay, I pull up, hop out at the after party
You and all your friends, yeah, they love to get naughty
Sippin' on that Henn', I know you love that Bacardi
1942, I take you back in that 'Rari
[Verse 2]
Uh, poppin' meds (Uh) out in the meadows (Yeah)
She like a little red (Uh), in her stilettos (Yeah)
Anytime you live (Uh) out in the ghetto (Yeah)
You try to duck the feds (Uh), they need to let go
[Pre-Chorus]
Came in with a bottle, I was trippin'
And I took a couple shots, it got me dizzy
It got me burning up, burning up
Insides burning up, burning up (Yeah)
[Outro]
Okay, I pull up— (Okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up— (Okay, I pull up)
Okay, I pull up (Okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (Okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (Okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party
Okay, I pull up (Okay, I pull up), hop out at the after party | After Party | Don Toliver |
[Intro]
I know (I know, I know)
I know you had enough
I know you had enough (8), of me
But stay a while (Ooh, ooh)
I know you had enough (Oh, oh) of me (Yeah, yeah, yeah), of me
[Verse 1]
Get on down (Get on) if you bad enough (Bad enough)
You and all your friends hopped out that Bentley truck (Bentley, yeah)
You doin' your thing, baby, live it up (Live it up)
You showin' out and you don't give a fuck (Yeah)
It's a rodeo, go on and touch your toes (Touch your toes)
I'ma hit you from the back and that's as far as it goes (Oh yeah)
I done knocked 'em all down like some dominoes (Dominoes)
She get money off that pussy and she climb the pole (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You got two choices, either Heaven or Hell, huh (You got two choices)
Meanwhile, put that dope on the scale (Brick or a bale), yeah
Meanwhile, bitch, I'm watching for 12 (Uh-huh)
Prayin' to my God I ain't goin' to jail
[Chorus]
I know you had enough
I know you had enough of me (Ooh, ooh)
But stay a while (Ooh, ooh)
I know you had enough (Oh, oh) of me
Hey (Yeah, yeah, yeah), of me
[Verse 2]
Know you had enough (What?)
Lookin' like what the fuck (Who?)
You can't trust, you think I'm in love with lust (Ooh)
She look possessed, go and get it off your chest (Hey)
She asked to read my texts (Texts)
Lookin' in her eyes, she stressed (Stressed)
Shawty get wet like baguettes (Baguettes)
Take off your gown and your dress (Take it off)
She got C-cup, D-cup breast (D-cup)
She a bird and she live in a nest (Brr)
I'ma swerve and get off at the exit (Swerve)
The rock on her finger dyslexic (Stupid)
Still get the money, I gotta protect it (Protect it)
Brought my hand, but I never regret shit
All these bitches lyin', wanna sex me (Lie, oh)
Eat it up, tryna catch me (Eat it up)
They want the dressing and the recipe (Recipe)
I want the buns like the sesame (Sesame, yeah)
[Verse 3]
And I can really tell that she love me (Yup)
Overload on Chanel it make her weep (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, make her weep)
Know you had enough of the side piece (Side)
Know you had enough, we drink like Vikings (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Purple)
Spike Lee, do the right thing (Right)
But she can't get enough of the piping (Pipe)
[Outro]
I know you had enough
Of me (Ooh, ooh), stay a while, girl (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I know you had enough (Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah) of me | HAD ENOUGH | Don Toliver |
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