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" Shabba "
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Mike WiLL Made-It
My niggas, we fuck up some commas
Oh, some of them dirty like Shabba
Jamaican and Haitian, no matter, they pull up with choppers
All of my niggas got rounds, I spray a new face on you clowns
I got a bitch in the viddy, I gave her the shrimp and the lobster
I put that girl in Givenchy, Versace, I'm feelin' like Shabba
How that bitch so Hollywood, but that bitch livin' in Bompton?
But I be trainin' these hoes, fresh out the boat, yeah
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Shawty ride with a nigga through the West Coast (Yeah)
Downtown pimp, I done left hoes (Yeah)
My life so good, I done blessed hoes (Yeah)
I might crowd surf on my next show
All of my niggas is trappers
We take the dope on the road
You see that I'm on the corner
We sellin' dope at the shows
You see the ice on my wrist
You see my neck full of gold
Boy, you at home with your girlfriend
I got a house full of hoes
Homie, I stay on the road
I make a play, then I go
I got a house full of cocaine
They wanna play in the snow
Bare foreign jawns thought my name was Shabba (Wha?)
I ain't a fuckery, I ain't a passer (Wha?)
I got a one peng ting that cooks me pasta (Heh?)
I chuck bands in the Benz, chuck ash in the Astra (Easy 'nuff)
Man my gyal wanna gimme goodie good good (Wha?)
But she done told me this hoody too hood (Easy)
My gyal wan' smoke dope in the hood (Wha?)
(Ooh, oh, she got)
I told her hold on, baby, go suck on this wood (Eh)
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
She wanna shotta (Shotta)
Gyal wanna get with a trapper (Trap)
Blowin' on sense with the grubber (Smoke)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Bling)
Trap boy turned rapper (Trap)
She go down south, then back up (Down)
Man can't, why fuck no slapper (No)
Man pass that ting to my brudda (Eh)
Sent P's to my mother (Mother)
Trap in the street for the guala (Trap)
Man bet' have some manners (Manners)
Tings, yeah, we got lot of (Lotta dem)
Foreign gyal lookin' proper (Proper)
Give her shots like a chopper (Uh)
Bad jawns rollin' up the grams
Wanna love a man like I'm Shabba (Skrrt)
Oh, wait, oh, wait, oh, wait
She seein' gold chains and cocaine (Oh, oh)
Spend coco dance on the dope (Coke)
So a nigga aim that so string (Huh)
I pray a nigga never touch my homie (Nah)
Man down if you touch my homie (Buck, buck)
Man down, man down, man down (Buck, brr)
Lift her up, make her home shake (Buck)
I got the Gs like I'm OJ (Gs)
We servin' P for the cocaine (Coke)
It's up to no ho, oh no way (Uh-uh)
Told the feds I ain't givin' up no names (Nah)
Amnes' coming in plentily
Amnes' coming in loads, ayy
Hand on my friend here put her hand
(Ooh, oh, she got)
On my friend, get toasty
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Through the street with a bracker (Bracker, brrp)
Low key, gettin' mon' up (Mon' up, mon' up, mon' up)
Smoke ki' like my brother (Brother, boy, boy)
Gold teeth like Shabba (Shabba)
Ring ring, settin' one up (Ring)
OT sellin' packa (Ring)
TU, that's turn up (Ring, ring)
Walked in, front the run up
Uck face tryna uck us
T like, man shut up
Seaside gettin' guala
Gyal give a man uh huh (uh)
Daylights so they stutter
She's callin' me brudda
I told her uh uh
Boom boom in the bedroom
So wet like I broke her bladder
I'm old school like Shabba
Rocko gold like Shabba
Bad bitches they holla
Wanna do man under the covers
Beemer, Bentley or Hummer
Spring, winter or summer
Ring trap, where the runner?
Big strap, need another
Man to hold it up
Big bags, can't fold it
(Ooh, oh, she got)
Section, OHB, better notice
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Bounce to the beat like Shabba (Ayy)
Somethin' like Shabba
10 gold rings like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me rollin' through like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Ride in the Benz like Shabba (Oh)
Somethin' like Shabba
She got me blowin' trees like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Gwan go fuck up the beat like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
Bounce to the beat like Shabba, ayy
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba
Ear Drummers
Somethin' like Shabba
Somethin' like Shabba, ayy
" 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!
" Real Or Fake "
Now that you're here, baby
(Now that you're here)
I don't ever want, don't ever want to be without you
(I don't wanna be without you)
No, babe
(I can barely breathe without you)
And I know that it's clear, baby (Know that it's clear)
'Cause I get that feeling that I only get when I'm around you
(Only with you, that's how I know that it's real)
Nobody else, that's why I know it's real
That's how I know we gon' make it
Can't turn my back 'cause you're my baby
Sometimes I admit I do get hurt
But the question I ask then is
Do I really love you? (Yes)
Do I think our love is gonna pass the test? (Yes)
And honestly, I do
I do
Some things last forever
But we know that's not always true
Just how I will always be here for you, you
I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)
And I can't feel my face, yeah
Is it real or fake? (Oh, oh)
Real or fake? Real or fake?
Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)
And you don't know what you be doing to me
Girl, your love's got me high
Is it real or fake?
This love thing
Baby, I just wanna hold you
Wanna hold you (Wanna hold you), kiss you, and squeeze you
Is it real or fake?
Your booty, this love thing
And baby girl, I need you
I need you, I need you
Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait
For this love thing
Baby, I just wanna hold you (Hold you)
Put all of my loving all on ya (On ya)
Let me show you how it really is (Baby, let me show you)
This love thing (Let me show you)
And boy, you know I'm repping Houston (Houston)
So baby, you know I can turn up on ya
Show you how real this could really get
This love thing
Some things last forever
But we know that's not always true
Just how I will always be here for you, you
I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)
And I can't feel my face, yeah, oh, oh
Is it real or fake?
Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)
And you don't know what you be doing to me
Girl, your love's got me high
Is it real or fake?
This love thing
Baby, I just wanna hold you
Wanna hold you (Wanna hold you), kiss you, and squeeze you
Is it real or fake?
Your booty, this love thing
And baby girl, I need you
I need you, I need you (Yeah)
Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait
For this love thing
Oh, is it real—
I got a bag full of goodies, goodies (I got a bag, baby)
And I can't feel my face, yeah, oh, oh
Is it real or fake?
Oh, this love thing, yeah, yeah (Ha ha)
And you don't know what you be doing to me
Girl, your love's got me high
Is it real or fake?
This love thing
Baby, I just wanna hold you
Wanna hold you, kiss you, and squeeze you
Is it real or fake?
Your booty, this love thing
And baby girl, I need you
I need you, I need you
Ha ha, and I don't wanna wait
For this love thing
Oh, is it real or fake?
" Come Home Tonight "
Girl, you ain't actin' right (Acting right), but you're coming home tonight (Hey)
Oh, oh, oh
Stop, baby, don't tell me no, you're coming home tonight
Oh, oh
Stop (Stop), I didn't want you to go
But I'll be sleeping alone tonight (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Oh yeah
I-I-I, I can't stop thinking about you, baby (Wow)
'Cause you know I love you, girl
I'm high
Jump in my car 'cause you're driving me crazy (Ooh)
Oh (I-I)
Baby, just come back home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight (Oh, babe)
I've been sipping a lot tonight, yeah
I need you in my arms, oh, why? For the rest of my life (Yeah)
So come home tonight, yeah (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Come home, come home
Oh, girl, come home, girl (Come over tonight, tonight)
Oh, baby, tonight (Yeah, oh, baby, tonight), oh
Come home, oh, girl, come home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight
So come home tonight (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Funny that you miss my call, that ass still coming home tonight, yeah (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Your friends probably think I'm a little off, mm, it's 'cause you do me right, oh, whoa
I-I-I, I won't stop 'til I find you, baby (Ooh-wee-hoo)
No, girl (Ooh-wee-hoo)
I might die
'Cause your love just drives me crazy (Ooh-wee-hoo), yeah
Whoa (Drives me)
Baby, just come back home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight (Oh)
I've been sipping a lot tonight, yeah
I need you in my arms, oh, why? For the rest of my life (Yeah)
So come home tonight, yeah (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Come home, come home
Oh, girl, come home, girl (Come over tonight, tonight)
Oh, baby, tonight (Yeah, oh, baby, tonight)
Ooh (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Come home, oh, girl, come home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight
(You gon' have me freakin' your mind, baby)
So come home tonight (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Yeah, yeah
Girl, you ain't acting right, acting right (You're coming home tonight)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know why you ain't acting right (Acting right, ain't acting right)
You're coming home tonight
Baby, you come home
Baby, just come back home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight
I've been sipping a lot tonight, yeah
I need you in my arms, oh, why? For the rest of my life (Yeah)
So come home tonight, yeah (Home tonight, oh-wee-hoo)
Come home, come home
Oh, girl, come home, girl (Come over tonight, tonight)
(Won't you please?)
Oh, baby, tonight (Yeah, oh, baby, tonight)
Ooh (Ooh-wee-hoo)
Come home (Ow), oh, girl, come home, I'll be sleeping alone tonight (Huh)
So come home tonight
Come home tonight
" Nightmares "
Me brother get tied up in the streets, said them can't leave out
And if you can't bring the Glock 'round so, then them nah leave out (Yeah)
More time a lone soldier, nah trust no one
If he ever see the pagan them, him turn evil (Yeah)
Him say, "Me depressed, so Henny my medicine"
It's just me and my Remington
Pigs them want stick around like gelatin
Oh, woah-oh, oh-woah
Battyman, them nah take 'way your skeleton
Then skrrt up on the main like Hamilton
Road money make him fly like pelican
Ooh, Lord, oh, Lord
Him tell me most High know
My family and me friend them
Most High know
You bring trouble, him gon' end 'em
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don't believe, he just don't believe
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don't believe, he just don't believe
Da-da, da-da
Gunshot turn them in a goner
Killer them a travel 'pon a charter
Fi go start war, ha-ha
A gunshot, we no love chat, have the clutch back
God say me no fi buss back, me say, "Fuck that"
AK with the pan drum in a the truck back
Ever have the 'K like school youth with a lunch bag
Most High know
My family and me friend them
Most High know
You bring trouble, him gon' end 'em
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don't believe, he just don't believe (He just don't, he just don't)
Nightmares, no more dreams
He just don't believe (He just don't), he just don't believe (Don't)
He just don't, oh
Bang-bang, mm
Me say gang-gang
Pussy boy, oh-oh-oh
Me say bang-bang