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" Ayo (IamSu! Remix) "
I need you [8x]
Hbk the gang
Nothin' like these other lames
Flow hot, bet I get her wet like the summer rain
Gold teeth, wrist and chain
Brand new everything
You got what it take to hang with the Sudi Mane
They wanna know where I been, what I'm into
Keep a new pair everyday like a gym shoe
You can't stop us, don't even attempt to
Rap tight, plus the beat slap like a pimp do
Uh, when she with you she wanna check her phone
Lemme be the Doc, lemme run and check up on her
Game tight like I mack, tell her check the tone
Weed loud in the crowd like a megaphone
Yeah, on stage they be beggin' for me
Tell lil' baby no panties under leggings for me
So I could see her shake that ass
I'ma teach her how to flip that [?]
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Ah! Aye babe this my new shit
I'm the black Richie Rich with the roof missing
If it don't make dollars it don't make sense
Z, wake up like I gotta get it
And I got a engine for a trunk space
I get money three ways, fucking bitches three ways
7 different foreigns plus she no hablé
But I make that bitch walk with some cheesecake
Yeah, I'm the coldest nigga, icy
Looking in the mirror like I wish I could be me
She too into me, I'm more into money
My hobby's her body, that pussy's my lobby
I'mma eat it, I'mma eat it
I don't lie, hold my dick, too conceited
Uh, told her she's my wife for the weekend
But don't be acting like I need you cause we poppin' like
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
I'm in a Royce, you don't roll right
My chain shine brighter than a strobe light
I'm tryna fuck Coco, this don't concern Ice
If I motorboat, she gon' motorbike
A nigga ain't worried about nothin'
Rehabilitation just had me worried about fucking
Money, decision-making only worried about stunting
She worried about me, her nigga worried about cuffing
I wanna see her body (body)
She said get inside of me
I wanna feel you baby (yeah)
Just bring the animal right out of me
We loving, she love it
Especially when I go down on her
Now we fucking, she thugging
Getting loud (cause we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
Huh, look, alright
Now I can spot your bitch from a mile away
Valentine in that pussy, it's a holiday
(Uh, you losing money, I windmills Dr. J
She going to follow my lead, Simon Says)
Paper, paper, I'm riding scrapers in California
Car smelling like ammonia, we got that stank on us
(Never been an outcast 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
(And my section less niggas, more lesbians)
Got your bitch, I'm that nigga
(Yeah we poppin' like)
We poppin' like ayo
All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down
Screaming like ayo
I'mma take her ass down when she bring her friend around
Fuck 'em both like ayo
I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home
We popping like ayo, ayo, ayo
But don't be acting like I need you
This that fly shit, King shit only
Drop top, no roof – ah!
" Need A Stack "
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
I walked up in that bitch with five, tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids on me (Woo, woo)
I don't usually do this
I ain't really with the stuntin', homie (Yeah)
But I gotta do it 'cause tonight she 'bout to bust it on me
She gon' get to touchin' on me (Woo, woo)
I put all my money on it
'Cause you know you workin' with some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
You've been killin' it since last year
Since last summer, had these bitches gettin' mad, yeah (Hey)
Ain't that somethin'?
I don't usually hit the shade club or drink much
But today I got my pay stubs, I'm laced up
Let me show you what the face does, a drink does
Saw you movin' from the waist up, I don't take drugs
Baby, what you call it? (Woo)
What you hidin' skeletons, all up in your closet? (Woo)
You exotic, open up, let me come inside it (Woo)
I'm invited, tell them bitches I'm a sexaholic (Woo)
I'm excited, perfect timin'
You look good, won't you throw it back on me?
You gon' make even a broke nigga put his last on it
You gon' make him spend the dough, he don't even have money
When you take off all your clothes, they're gon' put their tax on it, but it's not enough
She said, "You gon' have to give me more than one dollar
You gon' have to give me more than five dollars
You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars
You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars"
Said, "You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack
After you back it up then stop
Wobbity, wobbity, drop, drop and make it hop
I'm in Versace, Armani, Balenciaga to the socks
And I'm on the molly, I'm throwin' thousands like rocks
Ooh, say less, my lil' babe blessed
She just bought a new booty, she on bed rest
She be twerkin' to Tunechi, for them paychecks
She tat' my name on her booty, her face next
I'm throwin' up the racks, like some quarterbacks
Ooh, what a catch, that don't come with tax
Now you up in Saks, with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass, for a budget plan
I throw a bunch of cash
I get so bored, I start throwin' money underhand
I need another hand
I got a blunt in hand, louder than a southern band
You gon' need a stack, bitch, do the money dance
Tunechi
She said, "You gon' have to give me more than one dollar (Mula)
You gon' have to give me more than five dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars
You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars" (Yeah)
Said, "You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars (Yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars (Yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet (Yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack
If I leave a paper trail, then I'ma need a tip drill
Shakin' it, turn the lights down
Bust it for the light bill
Diggin' it then I'm lickin' all on that pussy, put it right there
Only wanna fuck the black bitches with the nice hair
Baby, bend it over, ass up, take the mask off
Don't ask me if I'm throwin' cash up, I'm spendin' that part
Black Card, play your part, now go retarded
That booty stupid, think you smart, I fuck regardless
Sprinkler fuckin' up your guard, that coochie water
I tear it up, she call me daddy, I'm not her father
Ask her where she from? She said, "New Orleans," it's a mic check
Don't try to kiss after you swallow, I don't like that (Huh)
But you look good when you throw it back on me
You gon' make even a broke nigga spend a bag on it
You gon' make me come alone like I don't even have homies
When you pull them titties out, put 'em in my mouth
Then I hit the dash on it
She said, "You gon' have to give me more than one dollar
You gon' have to give me more than five dollars
You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars
You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars
Said, "You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me tonight
Put that thing on me, I'm tryna see what that pussy like
I'm just tryna pay a couple bills
When she hit the stage, I'ma leave more than a tip (Oh-oh)
Let me grab it, let me smack it, don't care if it's real
Pullin' on my pants, I'ma let you feel it
Biggity bounce, biggity bounce, gon' toot it up
She breakin' it down, breakin' it down, I can't get enough
Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks
I'm actin' like a fiend, been here for a week
She give me the red light special
You can lie to me, baby, tell me that I'm special
Just keep steppin' on the money like they're rose petals
I'm not a trick, just a rich nigga know better
She said, "You gon' have to give me more than one dollar (Know better)
You gon' have to give me more than five dollars (Know better)
You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars (Rich nigga know—)
You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars" (Rich nigga know better)
Said, "You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet (Rich nigga know—)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket" (Rich nigga know better)
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I-I'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a—
I-I-I'ma need a rack
" That Somebody (It Was Me) "
Tell me do you remember when (Mm)
You were talking to your best friend and she mentioned
There was someone, a gentleman (Mm)
Who was trying his best to extend an invitation
If you get to know me (Oh), baby, it'll be a really good thing
And baby, no strings (No), I know it seems like I'm coming off strong
I hope you don't mind (Ooh) spending time, just you and me
Just you and me, I know you will have a good time
That somebody was me (Oh, girl)
I'm the one that called you up with the blocked ID for a week (Mm)
See I was holding back my feelings, wasn't sure (Oh)
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me, it was me, girl
Girl, I bet you remember when (Mm)
You went out with your girls clubbing and dancing, yeah
You glanced at a gentleman (Mm)
I got your number from your girlfriends, they said you was wrong
To know me (Whoa), baby, it'll be a really good thing
Baby, no strings (Yeah), I know it seems like I'm coming off strong
I hope you don't mind (Yeah) spending time, just you and me
Just you and me, I know you will have a good time
That somebody was me (The one that called you)
The one that called you (Yeah) up with the blocked ID for a week (Whoa)
See I was holding back my feelings, wasn't sure, babe
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me (Wasn't sure), it was me, girl (It was me)
That somebody was me (It was me, baby)
I'm the one that called you up with the blocked ID for a week (Yeah, see, girl, I was)
See I was holding back my feelings, wasn't sure (See I was holding back, baby)
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me, it was me, girl (Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa, oh, oh (Mm)
Not ashamed to say it was me, baby
Not ashamed to say it was me (Mm)
I'm not ashamed, they said
That somebody was me (That somebody was me)
The one that called you up with the blocked ID for a week (The one that called you up with the blocked ID, yeah)
See I was holding back my feelings, wasn't sure, babe (I was holding back, baby, yeah, yeah)
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me (Oh), it was me, girl (It was me)
That somebody was me
I'm the one that called you up with the blocked ID for a week (With the blocked ID)
See I was holding back my feelings, wasn't sure (Said I was holding back)
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me, it was me, girl (Ooh, ooh)
That somebody was me
The one that called you up with the blocked ID for a week
(Not ashamed to say it was me)
It was me, girl
(Not ashamed to say it was me)
See I was holding back my feelings
I wasn't sure how you would respond to me
(La-da-da-da)
It was me, girl
Yeah, mm, yeah
" Crazy "
Hahaha, haha
David Banner
Leggo
Where the bar at? Tell me where the bar at
'Bout to buy the whole club, where my credit card at?
Money flyin' in the air, look at what I started
Asses clappin' up in here, damn, it's like an audience
And she bringin' all her friends, I'll be your sea-saw
She about to act a ass, hee haw
Got a stupid monkey, fatter then King Kong
It's like a pistol on you, take it all off, ha
You gon' need an ambulance
After you get done with this hammer in my pants
Make it stand up, watch it dance
All mouth, no hands
I try to told you niggas, I'm the greatest
You bitch made, haters
Shoes crocodile, fuck 'gators
Ain't no need to talk, nigga, pay us
I'm 'bout to go, go, go loco
Go, go, my nigga just crazy (Bah!)
Go, go, I'm 'bout to go loco
Go, go, man, that nigga just crazy (Haha)
Look, oh, damn, my liver, damn, I got the shivers
My family got that bomb weed, but all I need is liquor
And then she got that butt, thicker than a Snickers
And shawty got that fire, so I popped her like a blister, ew
I know you think I'm losin' it, but why you speed ballin'?
Nigga, I am cruisin', bitch, nigga, we ballin'
And when I go to sleep, my tattoos come to life
Hoes in your head, out of mind, out of sight
That's why they call me Breezy, baby, cold as ice
Boy, don't you make me paint a portrait, rearrange your life
All my kicks fly, they Power Ranger Nikes
I'm the shit, nigga, ain't gotta say it twice
Tony the Tiger, call me Tony
'Cause everything's great when she twerkin' on me
Boy, I ain't no kin to ya, I am from Virginia
804, nigga, let go, man, they can't get rid of us
I try to told you niggas, I'm the greatest (What?)
You bitch made, haters (Oh)
Shoes crocodile, fuck 'gators (Oh)
Ain't no need to talk, nigga, pay us (Pay me, nigga)
I'm 'bout to go, go, go loco (Haha)
Go, go, my nigga just crazy (What?)
Go, go, I'm 'bout to go loco (Haha, yeah)
Go, go, man, that nigga just crazy
" FAN (Freak At Night) "
Don't let that pretty face fool ya
See that girl, she's hot like fire
Don't judge a book just off the cover
That girl right there, she'll blow your mind, yeah, yeah
Behind closed doors, yeah, she's something like an animal
Behind closed doors, yeah, you know that girl is a professional
When the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
But that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Whoa!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
She's such an innocent killer
She don't even mean no harm, oh, no
Feels like I'm on the set of Thriller (Thriller, Thriller)
When the evening starts to fold, whoa-whoa-whoa, yeah
Behind closed doors, yeah, she's something like an animal
Behind closed doors, yeah, you know that girl is a professional
So when the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
And that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Whoa! Ha, look
Ah! Leggo
Yeah!
She's a freak at night
Okay, freak at night, that's what I like
Vampire to the pussy, I'ma take a bite
Never drive for the dick, she gon' take a flight
A trip to Paris overnight
Bangin' to the beat with our clothes off
Takin' shot after shot 'til we doze off
And I smoke about a pound of that loud shit
And she fuckin' with the white, blow her nose off
Yeah, you a fan, why not?
Bet you never seen a cool nigga this hot
I spend a hundred grand, nigga, look at this watch
And her panties on the fan 'cause I'm hittin' that spot
Okay, when I pull up, I pull out and put it in
And she gon' run that shit when I get it in
Two doors, got two floors in my Benz
I fuck fans, I fuck fans
So when the lights on (Lights on), she be acting shy (She be acting shy, shy, shy, shy)
But in the darkness (Darkness), she comes alive (She comes alive-live-live-live)
She's a fan
But that's alright, she's a freak at night
But that's what I like, look in her eyes
It's no surprise, she's a freak at night (Freak)
Ah!
Ah!
Yeah!
Whoa!
Ah!
Yeah!
She's a freak at night