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" Heat "
Buddah bless this beat
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
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
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)
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)
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
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)
This drip got you in heat (Yeah, this drip got you in heat)
Super wet, her juice is runnin' down her knee, uh, uh
Your stylist sippin' some lean (Lean, 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)
Fifty 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
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
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
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 puss' ain't no punk (That puss' ain't 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
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)
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
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
" Ain't No Way (You Won't Love Me) "
Ayy, can I talk to you for a minute?
You new around here?
Girl, ain't no way, I would let you down
If you let me I will show you how
What you saying? I like what I see
Ain't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)
I know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me
But I'm gon' make you say you love me
The way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)
We need to get down (Let's get down)
You don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl
I ain't never fell for a girl like you (Like you)
With jeans and a body that curves like you (Like you)
I don't really care what they say (Ooh), when it comes to a difference of age (Ooh)
I can show you all the things I'll do (I'll do)
Break your heart, never raise my voice
Girl, let down your guard
I know it's a lot to ask trust in me
But I can make a difference right now, you'll see
Shorty, tell me why you tryna keep all the goodies from me?
Can't you see what you holding me, that does to me
Every time you walk past? Oh
Ain't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)
I know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me
But I'm gon' make you say you love me
The way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)
We need to get down (Let's get down)
You don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl
For a minute can you just think about us two?
Swerving in my 645 SU
Me leaning over the seat (Ooh), I'm passing you your own set of keys (Ooh)
Showing you just how the teen got you
Trust and believe these words, from me been said before
Tricking ain't my M-O
But, girl, you represent everything
That Chris is about so, shawty, please
Shorty, tell me why you tryna keep all the goodies from me? (Ooh)
Can't you see what you holding me, that does to me
Every time you walk past? Oh
Ain't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)
I know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me
But I'm gon' make you say you love me
The way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)
We need to get down (Let's get down)
You don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl
For you, girl, I'll buy you anything (For you, girl, I'll buy, everything to try)
Just to have you close to me (Girl, I know, I know)
'Cause you know your loving is off the wall
Don't even think about it, we'll take it slow (Don't even think about it, I'm gonna take it slow with ya, girl)
I ain't like the ones ya know (I'm not like the ones, gon' change)
I'm gonna make ya love me all night long (So come on and take a chance on me)
Ain't no way (Ain't no way) I'm gon' let you down (Let you down)
I know it's hard right now (Hard right now) to say yes to me
But I'm gon' make you say you love me
The way (Love the way), you look to me now (To me now)
We need to get down (Let's get down)
You don't know but I'm gon' make you say you love me, girl
" T.Y.A. "
Yep!
Rhythm & Streets
Gangsta Grillz
Girl, you need to get your money back
You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)
'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags
(DJ Drama, fuck these niggas up!)
In my bag, shawty gonna roll with me (Ow!)
Girl, you need to get your money back
You've been had, I hope you got a warranty ('ty)
'Cause I been walking 'round with money bags
In my bag, shawty need to roll with me
Go slow, promise I can make you beg for more
Put that thing on repeat
So holla holla if you with me
Got dollar dollars if you with me, yeah, yeah
Imagine taking trips to Paris
Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it
You got a banging body
Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady
Ooh-ooh-oh
I wanna kiss you between your thighs
And when I'm licking and I'm touching
Super bad, McLovin
Time to go night night, bedtime
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles (Gangsta Grillz)
Hey, mama, can you give it to me now?
'Cause I can tell you can really give it to me now
Come on, girl, get loose with me now
Show me somethin' I ain't never seen, baby
Break it on down for me, get it, get it, girl
Don't stop, right now all I wanna see is you
On top, top, on top (Babe)
On top, top, on top (Yeah)
Imagine taking trips to Paris
Anything that you want, girl, I'll get it
You got a banging body
Anything you wear is sexy, baby, lady
Ooh-ooh-oh
I wanna kiss you between your thighs
And when I'm licking and I'm touching
Super bad, McLovin
Time to go night night, bedtime
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles
Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants (Trendsetter)
(A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles)
Yeah, flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Flow sick, I need a motherfuckin' ambulance
Big knob so my jeans look like Hammer pants
Get on the floor, lil' mama, I'ma make ya dance
Hands on your ankles, three-point stance
Six-inch heels, are those Balenciaga?
Gimme that poker face, ha, Lady Gaga
I'm like Sesame Street, gotta eat, cookie monster
Girl, I can put it on ya, eat it La-La-La Bamba
Nah, let me chill though, just like my chain is
Hunnid-fifty stacks, now my jeweler famous
Haha, don't I make it look easy?
Coolest nigga in this spot, that's why they call me Breezy
Make your hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your—
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your, hands touch you, h-h-h-hands—
Make it clap for me
H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
Hands touch your ankles
H-H-H-H-H-Hands touch your ankles, hands touch your ankles
A-A-Ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles, a-a-ankles
Gangsta
" D.G.I.F.U. "
Ha!
Y'all know me, still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas low-key
I don't fuck with you to the third degree
I keep a G, DMV, you owe a three
Schemin' on the low, tryna make a nigga profitly
All I do is get money, fuck, and sleep
I should run for mayor
Been runnin' shit, you barely maintain your bitch
No, this ain't no, let's say, regular degular shit (Woo-ha, woo-ha)
Break a neck on some Busta shit
Souls of Mischief (A-Aw shit, aw shit)
I be on 'til infinity ('finity)
Don't predict, bitch, what I'm gon' do
'Cause chances are I've outdone you
And most of my so called enemies
Spit your game, talk your shit
Grab your gat, call your clique
Ball so hard I don't need the assist
I'm the best, I keep sayin' that shit
Nigga, you should too
If you knew what this game'll do to you
Look at bullshit that I've been through
Just to drive through and shit on you
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say
But nothin' comes out when they move they lips
This extended clip will make Buddha shit
Shawty comin' and pullin' up with them Hooter tits
Never use a nigga, but she abuse the dick
I lick the pussy, let it air dry
We in a boat, nigga, right off the coast
The European or Caribbean
I'm sweatin' out my hair dye
So don't get it fucked up
I got a handful of matches, fuckin' with a bad bitch
All my niggas is savages, better loc up
Damn, it's a tragedy, all of these casualties
Metal through his body, nigga, check his anatomy, oh shit
Why you pillow talkin'? That's ho shit
Nigga, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me fuckin' yo' bitch
I can't lie, can't lie
I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side
I believe I can fly, I'm the shit now
Wanna be like Mike when I die
Step right up, can't name any nigga that can fuck with us
I'ma bring the pain, we gon' be the game-changers
All in your face, I'm bustin' nuts, ah!
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
Did y'all think I would let my dough freeze?
Ho, please
Better bow down on both knees
Who you think taught you to throw Ps?
Who you think taught you to rap keys?
Dress Dries, Phillip Lim, SLPs
Like Snoop D-O-double G
Nigga, murder was the case so motherfuck the police
Y'all niggas soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes
Y'all part skies, y'all cloud killas
We aimin' niggas, my soul is blacker than apartheid
We coupe niggas, you niggas ridin' four doors
Like Uber nigga, we pilin' all of your whores
On the canopy my stamina be
Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee
My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry
That shit you sniff, Taylor Swift
Niggas talk yet it remains a myth
I never seen it, they only dream it
They rap about it, do interviews
With they toy cars and they little jewels
Don't get it fucked up
Yesterday, was the freshest nigga in America
I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin', bruh
In America
Don't get it fucked up
Niggas talkin' 'bout old shit
I pull up, they like, "Oh shit"
Now look who's talkin', bitch
Now look who's talkin', bitch, yeah
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
Do this shit for my loved ones
Don't get it fucked up
I do this shit for my—
D-Do this shit for my—
I don't trust niggas, I only trust funds
" It's Yo Shit "
This my shit
This your shit, yeah
Baby, tell me if you're ready, ready for the real thing
You got 'em lined up and runnin' block, but you need a real man
And if I get the chance I'ma ask you when's the last time you've been satisfied
Give me a chance, I'ma show you that I ain't even like them other guys
I'ma wait a bit before I try to kiss it
I do it different than them others guys, I know they be trippin'
I know what you want, so let's get right out of here
Let's go, baby, I'm countin' all my blessings tonight (Yeah)
You saying all the right shit (Yeah)
Ooh, girl, I like it (I like it)
I'm gonna make this night romantic (Oh)
I'm gonna love you, baby (I got)
And I know what you've been dreaming about (I know)
Gonna take advantage of you, it's your shit
Oh, the way you put it on me
It's your shit (I like it), it's your shit
Ooh, baby
Wanna take advantage of you (Yeah)
It's your shit (Ha!)
Sex on the dresser, legs on the leather
Do it so good, might let you rub my necklace
We fuckin' to record just for the record
Nickname Alexis but you don't push a Lexus
V.I. no ordinary shit
Southern part of Euro, spendin' Euros at the camp
Checks waitin' when I land, that's money in advance
Benjamin talk, frankly you don't understand me
My repertoire upper echelon
You should tag along, get your girls involved
What we doin' here is bigger than your bras
Bruh, fuck you hard
I'm a midnight star, David, son of God
When you see the headlights like a fallin' star
Yacht no barge, lookin' like DeBarge
Got a hater so blue like Marge, ha ha
You saying all the right shit (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh, girl, I like it (Yeah, keep talkin' that shit, babe, ha ha)
I'm gonna make this night romantic (I love it, oh)
I'm gonna love you, baby (Yeah, I got)
And I know what you've been dreaming about (You dream about me)
Gonna take advantage of you, it's your shit
Oh, the way you put it on me
It's your shit (I love that shit), it's your shit
Ooh, baby
Wanna take advantage of you
It's your shit
Ayy, it's yo' shit, yo, it's yo' shit, yo
I dope dick her, leave her bow-legged
I'm dope, yes, I know this
The word is my third leg, a bowflex, ha ha
Time to have sex, yeah
Climb inside her 'gina as I'm in my stretch
I'm dippin' in the 362 with the 57
Soon as she get up in it, she pull the flip on the zipper
I'm different with it (Yes), I can tickle your kidney with it
Miss me with trash, don't kick it with kitty litter (Ha ha)
You seein' me with CB, the DMV of course (Yeah)
Hit the streets, guarantee the women be abroad (Yeah)
Every Blue Moon (Moon), that's EBM for short
Love the bling and the ring, look like Billie Jean, boy (Ooh-ooh)
Ow! This that Mike Jack' flow
I'ma bite that, spike that, you like now, ghost (Go)
You saying all the right shit (Yeah)
Ooh, girl, I like it
I'm gonna make this night romantic (Oh)
I'm gonna love you, baby (I got)
And I know what you've been dreaming about
Gonna take advantage of you, it's your shit
Oh, the way you put it on me
It's your shit, it's your shit
Ooh, baby
Wanna take advantage of you
It's your shit