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" Smooches "
Bangladesh
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
Seal it with a kiss
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
It's dedicated to the girls around the world
Mr. Kiss Kiss, got a song for y'all
Look at my picture on your bedroom wall, wall
You know I can't forget ya
Swagger still the same, money never been a issue
And when I leave your city, you know that I'ma gonna miss ya
Wish I could kiss every one of y'all
Every one of y'all
Every one of y'all wanna give me
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
Seal it with a kiss
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
Now every single time, I gotta raise the bar
Give you another reason just to take me home
She whispered in my ear that the crib not far
And then I have to give her that, "Oh my God"
Swagger still the same, money never been a issue
And when I leave your city, you know that I'ma gonna miss ya
Wish I could kiss every one of y'all
Every one of y'all
Every one of y'all wanna give me
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
She wanna kiss it
Smooches, baby
Seal it with a kiss
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
She wanna kiss down on me
She wanna put her lips on me
Smooches, baby
Sm-Smooches, baby
Smooches, baby
Sm-Smooches, baby
Smooches, baby
Sm-Smooches, baby
" Nightmare "
Broken glass everywhere
One second feels like a lifetime
No one around, but you were there
Play it back in my mind
I should stop, hold up
I feel like I'm going crazy
No one cares, I'm all alone
And no one there to save me
Take from my heart just like you take from my soul
I wanna erase from my mind but I can't let go (Go, go, yeah)
Eyes open wide, feel like I'm gonna die (Oh-oh)
And I just wanna get out, I'm scared right now
Pinching myself tryna get up
I don't wanna sleep no more
'Cause every time I close my eyes, all I see is you
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna sleep no more
When I hear you call, I wanna wake up
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
You're a nightmare
Lookin' in the mirror
Got a funny feelin'
Déjà vu, like I been here before
And yeah, it's all gettin' clearer
Ever had a feelin' like it's something that they needed you to know? Oh
It's hauntin' me
Must feel alone tonight
My body is shakin'
And I'm scared for my life
Take from my heart just like you take from my soul
I wanna erase from my mind but I can't let go (Go, go, yeah)
Eyes open wide, feel like I'm gonna die (Oh-oh)
And I just wanna get out, I'm scared right now
Pinching myself tryna get up
I don't wanna sleep no more
'Cause every time I close my eyes, all I see is you
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna sleep no more
When I hear you call, I wanna wake up
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
You're a nightmare
I don't wanna sleep no more
'Cause every time I close my eyes, all I see is you
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna sleep no more
When I hear you call, I wanna wake up
I don't wanna dream about it
I don't wanna dream about it
You're a nightmare
" Ayo "
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
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
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's my wife for the weekend (For the weekend)
But don't be actin' like I need you
'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
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
'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)
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
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
Yeah, this that fly shit (I need you)
King shit only
Drop top, no roof, ha!
(I need you)
" Get Dat Money "
Look how she up and down that pole
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk, aw yeah
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money, baby
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Go ahead and get that money, baby
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money, baby (ah)
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga (yeah)
Go ahead and get that money, baby
Hundred dollar bottle, what the strippers swallow?
Malaya Blacc Chyna, shout out to Tyga
Red Bottoms just to match the 'rari Spider
Plain Jane Rollie got them bitches on fire
Now whoever say I cuff hoes
I just break the band on the bitch that's on that pole
Pussy poppin', got the squad turnin' up with hoes
Ace of Spades, VIP, we see TV like show
Now oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Got spikes of red all on my shoes
We global like we on the news
Stay in the best designer, we be on the news, let's get it
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money, baby (ah)
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga (yeah)
Go ahead and get that money, baby
Came flippin', I bought it, when I came through in that foreign
Only fuck with them bad bitches, them square bitches be borin'
She need five stacks on that hair, coke, pills I'm on
Been gettin' money all year, all them cribs I own
Shawty help me slangin' fish to meet me at the yard
Goddamn, young nigga made it hot
Shawty bent it over, told me land on it
Came with a 100 large, Uncle Sam on 'em
She spinnin' on the top like a ceilin' fan
I can catch a rico off the Instagram
Wrist wrapped up, John Wall
Stackin' money up, wall to wall
Look how she up and down that pole
Stripper bitches, got a couple singles for you
Just clap that ass up on that pole
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Aw yeah, now pop that pussy for a real nigga
Now do it, get that money, baby (ah)
Now pop that pussy for a real nigga (yeah)
Go ahead and get that money, baby
" I Don't Die "
[Joyner Lucas:]
Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner, Joyner
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woooo!
Mind your motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me?
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah, yeah)
And my niggas mobbin' deep, hoe, I'm a fuckin' prodigy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know, I know that you been envy, bitch, it ain't that hard to see
Don't you dare go fix your mouth to tell me that you proud of me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die
[Joyner Lucas:]
B-b-bad to the bone
Everybody wanna be so motherfuckin' bad 'til they ass be alone
Now you back in the cold
And I'm laughin' at every single fag who didn't want me on half of they songs
It was that from the go
Just a bunch of little spoiled fuckin' bastards, every single one would laugh at my joke
Nigga, pass the Patrón
I think I'ma go and drink until I pass out and then fall in the back of the Rov' (Raah)
A Ménage on my mind (Ayy)
I've been on my grind (woo)
Been through so much, sometimes think that God ain't on my side (yeah)
I cut all my friends off then say, "Y'all ain't on my vibe"
And it's so much more to life than drinkin', party all the time, whoa (Woo, woo, woo)
This gon' last a lifetime (Lifetime)
No more Mister Nice Guy (Nice Guy)
I text Jaden Smith and told that nigga he a icon (Icon)
Don't get shit fucked up just 'cause I ain't got no ice on
Don't mean I am not Sub-Zero, I should freeze you hoes at night time
I'm like, where the hell you been at?
I've been doin' this since I was a kid and my grandma used to ask me where my head at (Buck, buck, buck)
Always in trouble, 'cause I was never learnin' nothin'
Except how to muscle my way into the game with no setbacks (Brap, brap)
And all that been sleepin' on me, fuck it, where the bed at?
'Cause I've been strugglin', tryna be on top but them other niggas
Blind for me, but fuck it, it really doesn't mean nothin'
If their music ain't really cuttin' it they get hit with the galick gun (Buck, buck, buck)
One day y'all gon see me (See me)
I make shy look freaky (Freaky)
I make dry look greasy (Woo)
I make hard look easy (Easy)
I remember way back when my momma took my TV, hoe
Now I'm all on TV, hoe (Woo)
Mind yo motherfuckin' bid'ness, ain't nothin' you gotta see (Buck, buck, buck)
How you all up in my shit when you got more problems than me? (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm cool but you don't wanna see that other side of me (yeah)
I don't want to hear no sorry's, bitch, fuck your apology
I know, I know that you been envy, damn, it ain't that hard to see
I don't wanna get to know you, no please, don't say hi to me
Ain't no choice to me but loyalty still means a lot to me (Buck, buck)
Some niggas'll gon' chop my arm right off and still reach out to me
I know you probably want that
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die
[Chris Brown:]
That's why a nigga ride with a weapon
Better that than me lyin' on a stretcher
Gunshot (Pow, pow, pow!)
Applyin' all the pressure
Potato on the chopper
Shootin' through the pillow, blood on the feathers (buck, buck, buck)
Rollin' dice with ya life, all I do is roll 7s (Woo)
Eagle on my lap when I walk with the devil
Hit a bitch from the back like I don't know better
Man, I swear to God you better talk to the reverend (buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, I'm on a weed high, dehydrated
Her booty fuckin' skin-tight, Levi made it (Yeah, yeah)
Yee-haw, yee-haw, put her in a stable
Keep my cards in my pocket, never put 'em on the table (Woo)
Leave her bra on the floor, put my dick up on her navel
Do what I say, don't give me no ultimatum
Ride around or die, get your life taken
Shit, already went half on a baby (Buck, buck, buck, buck)
All these broke bitch ass niggas
Tryna tell a real nigga how to really fuckin' get a bag (Woo)
How you fuckin' 25 with your first car?
I got 10, that's why them niggas mad (Hey)
Why you wanna hate on progress? (Woo)
Why you wanna keep me in the projects? (Jheeze)
Nigga, why you wanna eat off my check? (Hey)
That's some weird ass shit, you suspect (Hey)
That's a weird ass bitch, don't trust that (Woo)
Shut the hell up, a nigga ain't done yet (Hey)
All these shots, are you niggas havin' fun yet? (Buck, buck)
I'ma do it by the book so run that (Hey)
Take ya bitch, then I ride in the sunset (Hey)
Layin' on the Westside, hit Sunset (Hey)
Backwoods, you can find me where the skunk at (Hey)
Bullet with ya name on it, if you want that (Buck, buck)
[Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas:]
You want that ambulance to pick me up and take me on that ride, yeah
They don't revive a nigga then bring me back to life
And you shot me down, shot me down, shot me down, shot me down
Shot me down, that's all right (Boop, boop) I don't die