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" Cherry Red "
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make 100 million in my cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
My niggas shoot and then it's all on sight
A wife make a straight bitch wanna go dyke
I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans, cherry red Vans
This one for my niggas in the slam, cherry red
Pontiac, 5 bird, Trans-Am
My auntie got the collard greens cookin' in the pan
And it feel like Thanksgiving when we feastin' with the fam
I buy my bottom bitch a burgundy Porsche Cayenne
Paid my taxes to the church and said, "Fuck Uncle Sam"
I keep a mill in the oven like some honey baked ham
I went from black tuxedo with some cherry red Vans
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make 100 million in my cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
My niggas shoot and then it's all on sight
A wife make a straight bitch wanna go dyke
I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans, cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans
Cherry red
Cherry red Vans
All of you niggas some fake hoes
I dare any nigga to try some
Niggas upset, but won't take a hit
It's Eastside nigga, 500
Piru, single that nigga from Avenue
Ray J, I fuck with the centre views
Give you one problem, we make the news
Soo-woo to my down boos
Pistol hang where my nuts at
Rain of fire, that's a blood bath
You already know where my cup at
Actavis, you can't touch that
If you got a problem, then pull up, yeah
We gon' handle this shit now
Only reason you hang with the shooters
Cause you not the man in the house
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make 100 million in my cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
My niggas shoot and then it's all on sight
A wife make a straight bitch wanna go dyke
I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans, cherry red Vans
Lace up my red Vans, duckin' the feds
Helicopters on my head
Movin' the work on my momma house
Had to get the cheese, bitch a mighty mouse
Pull up in that cherry red Django
Breakin' the bread down with all of my niggas
Yeah, this is how we hang
Earned my stripes in the street like I banged up
That thug life, that's that hood life
Live your flag and throw your set up
Hustle for that good life
Chitty chitty bang bang
Ain't nothin' but a whoop thing
No stoppin' that shoot train
Bomb on 'em like Hussain
Just a young, fly nigga with a plan
Make 100 million in my cherry red Vans
Cherry red Vans, cherry red
Cherry red, cherry red
My niggas shoot and then it's all on sight
A wife make a straight bitch wanna go dyke
I got that coke pure white, in them baby blue Xans
'Bout to make a million in my cherry red Vans, cherry red Vans
" Die For You "
Murder, murder she wrote
My blood spills all over the pages
And my last breath is a quote
I say that I love you, my dying wish, girl, can you hold me close?
I'm going six feet underground, where you left me
I'm going deep hope I don't drown 'cause you're air, baby
Girl, you a stone cold killer
I'ma need a body bag, pulling on my zipper
Now I'm floating to the other side, with all the lies in your eyes
All these tears are coming down, now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby, you had the gun and then you pulled the trigger, one shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side (Other side, other side), for you I'd do or die (Oh)
I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Baby, don't hold back, don't hold back
It's your chance, if you can, let you take my life away
It's my life in your hands
And girl, I need mouth to mouth, baby, I need CPR
I'm going six feet underground (Yeah), where you left me (Six feet)
I'm going deep hope I don't drown (Oh) 'cause you're air, baby (Air, babe)
Girl, you a stone cold killer (Yeah, girl)
And I'ma need a body bag, pulling on my zipper
(And now, I'm floating to the other side)
Now I'm floating to the other side, with all the lies in your eyes (Ayy)
All these tears are coming down (Coming down), now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby, you had the gun and then you pulled the trigger, one shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side (Other side, other side), for you I'd do or die (Oh)
I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Girl, I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
Drink (I'd die for you), I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you (Ow!)
Hold on, heavenly father, let me get back to my love
I wanna hold on, I don't wanna leave
Girl, I want to stay here 'til the end of life until for me
Girl, I wanna learn to love, how to love, deep in the clouds tryna come down, now, my love
Now I'm floating to the other side (Floating), with all the lies in your eyes (Lies)
All these tears are coming down, now you realize, you committed a homicide
Baby, you had the gun and then you pulled the trigger (Ooh), one shot put me down
So now I'm floating on the other side (Other side, other side), for you I'd do or die (Oh)
I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, girl, I'd die for you
Drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you
I'd drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you (Oh whoa)
Drink, I'd smoke, I'd cry, I'd die for you (Whoa)
" Electric Guitar "
He plays the sweetest melody
When I hear, it takes over me
And I feel every strum of his strings
It reminds me of all the things we used to be
Can't breathe at all 'cause you're coming
Coming through my speaker, speaker
Got me tryna reach ya, reach ya
My analog feature, feature
My electric guitar, 'tar
Every time I hear, I hear
Every time I hear, I hear
You're ripping it up on them chords
Playing my heart
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
It kills me that I can't be with you
Thought I was the key you're playing
Don't know, I just gotta
Be the one you let bleed out
Wish I didn't know you, got me feeling stuck
I can't let you go, just my luck
Falling down without you, can you pick me up?
And now I can't get you off my head because you're coming
Coming through my speaker, speaker
Got me tryna reach ya, reach ya
My analog feature, feature
My electric guitar, 'tar
Every time I hear, I hear
Every time I hear, I hear
You're ripping it up on them chords
Playing my heart
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
I'm losing my composure, okay, game over
You must think that I'm a crazy girl
Please control me with your melody
I'll play it for the world 'cause I'm your girl and I just wanna hear, so
Coming through my speaker, speaker
Got me tryna reach ya, reach ya
My analog feature, feature
My electric guitar, 'tar
Every time I hear, I hear
Every time I hear, I hear
You're ripping it up on them chords
Playing my heart
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
Electric guitar (When you play)
" Bad "
(Okay)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (Ayy)
Uh-uh
Bangladesh
She bad like a student in detention (Trendsetter Sense, Rhythm & Streets)
Walk inside the club and my chain just glistenin' (DJ Drama)
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah, I got Chris with me (Chris Breezy)
I bet I drank the bottle until that bitch empty (Aphilliates, man, you know how we do)
Gucci belt plus Louis when I hop up out my Phantom (Yes)
Turn my swag on, all the girls say I'm handsome (Handsome)
I maybe in my Lambo or my jet, it doesn't matter (It doesn't matter)
She bad, she bad, she bad, but she's badder
She lookin' at me (Lookin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she (I'm thinkin' that she)
That she bad than a mother
She starin' at me (Starin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she
She a fine mothersucka (Gangsta Grillz)
She's a fine mothersucka (Ayy) and I think I love her (Ayy)
Ooh, I think she likes me (Ayy), I'll keep her through the summer (Ayy)
Ride me like a wave (Ayy), have you screamin' "Cawabunga" (Ayy)
Bubble bootylicious (Ayy), make a nigga wanna pop her
Let me know just how you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Watch how quick I get up on it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Once I get up on your body (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Shawty, I'ma keep it rockin'
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
She lookin' at me (Lookin' at me)
I'm thinkin' that she (I'm thinkin' that she)
That she bad than her mother
That juicy booty (Juicy booty)
Got me thinkin' (Got me thinkin')
That's she the daughter of a trucker
She's the daughter of a trucker (Ayy), booty like a Mack truck (Ayy)
Pull up to her bumper (Ayy), love the way she back it up (Ayy)
Say I got a lot of talk (Ayy), shorty, I can back it up (Ayy)
When I put it on her (Ayy), shorty just can't get enough (Ayy)
Let me know just how you want it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Watch how quick I get up on it (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Once I get up on your body (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Shawty, I'ma keep it rockin'
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too (Oh)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too (Oh)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
I'm like, man, she so beautiful (She so beautiful)
She so super straight (She so super straight)
In the club gettin' dollars (Dollars)
Yeah, she gettin' paid (Paid)
She bad (Bad), she bad (Bad), she badder
Hop up in my Jag (Jag), my Jag (Jag), my Jaguar
Pull up in my Jag with the ice cream paint (Oh)
I need a hundred-fifty thousand just to watch me blink (Oh, oh, oh, yo)
Baby girl fine and her outfit paint
Let's leave this club, head back to my place (Yo, yo, yo)
I'm like, man, she so beautiful (She so beautiful)
She so super straight (She so super straight)
In the club gettin' dollars (Dollars)
Yeah, she gettin' paid (Paid)
She bad (Bad), she bad (Bad), she badder
Hop up in my Jag (Jag), my Jag (Jag), my Jaguar (Gangsta Grillz)
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
Shawty, she bad, she cute, she sexy too
But she never been with a dude like me who do it like I do, like I do
" Drop Rap "
Haha (Yup)
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
Fresh up off the stove, I'm hotter than a bitch
Black diamond Audemar is holdin' down my wrist
I'm the shit, you playin'
Nigga, you know my name, dawg
And shawty, let me cut, call me—
Fresh up off the stove, I'm hotter than a bitch
Black diamond Audemar is holdin' down my wrist
I'm the shit, you playin'
Nigga, you know my name, dawg
And shawty, let me cut, call me Mr. Chainsaw
This beat goes so hard, and so does your broad
And when she see me, if it's easy ha, it's your fault
Lamborghini, fettuccine, count this dough, dawg
Big ice on my neck look like snowballs
Any way that I get it, I don't care, I do it when I do, I does it
And you know me, shittin' on niggas and I do it in public
I know you mad, why? And I ain't tryna brag
I'm just talkin' about the shit that you wish you had
My tattoos compliment my attitude
Light skin nigga but I'm not a average dude
You a opener and I'm goin' after you
Headline, I hope you niggas read the news
When they see me, they jaw drop (Yeah)
Better cuff your chick, when she see me, her drawer drop (Yeah)
I'm shuttin' the club down (Hey)
Nigga, that's up top (Hey)
They tellin' me slow down
But I ain't never gon' stop (DJ Babey Drew)
(Hey) Okay (Yeah)
Where the Rosé? (Where the Rosé?)
CÎROC? (CÎROC?)
Mixed wit' OJ (Mixed wit' OJ)
I'm hot (Hey)
You not (Hey), but it's okay (Hey)
Y'all don't mean shit to me, no way, haha
Uh, Gucci shades, my chain looks like Minute Maid
Blowin' up is what I do, I'm a big grenade
Star stuntin', these niggas frontin', show me somethin'
A whole clique of niggas shittin', bullets dumpin'
And when you see me, please believe me that I'm fly as hell
I got a rack of broads, I call it my clientèle
Tyga at the wing, two girls, that's a three-piece
Now you see why all these singers tryna to be me
Now what you talkin' 'bout? To the haters, throw them deuces up
Back number one, middle fingers up
Straight to the top, zoom zoom, that's how I go
And then I drop the top on my Murcielago
It's not a game, nigga, so I ain't gotta play
My niggas Mac and Diesel, it's Yung by the way
G5 so I ain't gotta wait
The most hated on, so I ain't gotta hate
When they see me, they jaw drop (Yeah)
Better cuff your chick, when she see me, her drawer drop (Yeah)
I'm shuttin' the club down (Hey)
Nigga, that's up top (Hey)
They tellin' me slow down
But I ain't never gon' stop
(Hey) Okay (Yeah)
Where the Rosé? (Where the Rosé?)
CÎROC? (CÎROC?)
Mixed wit' OJ (Mixed wit' OJ)
I'm hot (Hey)
You not (Hey), but it's okay (Hey)
Y'all don't mean shit to me, no way, haha
Eazy Breezy, sexy sleezy
Touch me, tease me, freak and leak me (Woo)
Chrisy Breezy, Petey Petey
A B Ceezy, one, two, threezy
Kichi kichi (Hey), nakamichi (Hey)
Okinawa (Hey), nice to meet ya (Hey)
CEO (Hey) or C M Breezy? (Hey)
Now-Now who-who wants to do me? (Hey, yeah)
We bossed up (We bossed up)
We flossed up (We flossed up)
Come on in here, girl (Come on in here, girl)
She gettin' glossed up (She gettin' glossed up)
She got her bra up (She got her bra up)
I think she wants to cut (I think she wants to cut)
Baby, there's two of us (Baby, there's two of us)
Come on, let double up (Hey)
Go 'head and knock the ball (Ball) and we gon' pop the top off (Off)
And we don't care how many bottles or how much that they cost (Cost)
We like them dope boys (Boys), we just left off the block (The block)
We open both doors and then we keep 'em locked (Uh-huh)
Damn, we got it locked (Uh-huh), R&B and hippie-hop (Uh-huh)
Carolina busy bee (Uh-huh) and nine to five, we down the block
Tell me what you want, girl, I can get it for you, girl
He's a motherfuckin' chump and I'm a real thug
When they see me, they jaw drop (Yeah)
Better cuff your chick, when she see me, her drawer drop (Yeah)
I'm shuttin' the club down (Hey)
Nigga, that's up top (Hey)
They tellin' me slow down
But I ain't never gon' stop
(Hey) Okay (Yeah)
Where the Rosé? (Where the Rosé?)
CÎROC? (CÎROC?)
Mixed wit' OJ (Mixed wit' OJ)
I'm hot (Hey)
You not (Hey), but it's okay (Hey)
Y'all don't mean shit to me, no way, haha (Hey)