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" Sweet Love "
Yeah (Yeah)
(Freak me, baby)
You ready? (Guess my name)
I don't think so (Brown)
Ha ha
Oh baby, let's get naked, just so we can make sweet love
All these sensations got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you, grinding inside and out of you
Baby, I know what to do, baby, I know what to do
So come on, baby girl, let's just take our clothes off
Just so we can make sweet love
Girl, I want to know your body
T-t-t-t-tonight is the night t-t-t-t-that I change your life, oh-whoa
Just let me control your body
G-Girl, you shy you wanna slow it down? (Down)
And you start screaming when I go downtown (Ow!)
Oh-oh baby, tell my why you're so excited (Oh)
You know I love it when you take it off (Baby, take it off)
So baby, go ahead and take it off tonight (Yeah)
Oh baby, let's get naked (Yeah), just so we can make sweet love
All these sensations got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you, grinding inside and out of you
Baby, I know what to do, baby, I know what to do
So come on, baby girl, let's just take our clothes off
Just so we can make sweet love
And I'm making sweet love to you, baby
Go 'head and take it off, let's get naked
'Cause you I know love to turn you on
Girl, let's do it to your favorite song, yeah
With the candles lit and the lights low (l-l-low)
Baby girl, I want for you to roll (r-r-roll)
Just roll your hips and just grind on me, grind on me, grind on me, baby
And baby, don't get it confused
I'll do everything you want me to
Just as long as you get crazy
And just as soon as you get naked, making love
Oh baby, let's get naked (Yeah), just so we can make sweet love (Whoa)
All these sensations (Ooh) got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you, grinding inside and out of you
Baby, I know what to do, baby, I know what to do
(And girl, I know what to do)
So come on, baby girl, let's just take our clothes off (Oh)
Just so we can make sweet love
Make sweet love
(Freak me, baby)
(Oh baby, let's get naked)
Sweet love (Freak me, baby)
(Just so we can make sweet love)
Sweet love (Freak me, baby)
(All these sensations)
Oh-oh (Freak me, baby)
(Got me going crazy for you)
(Baby, I know what to do)
" 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
" Let The Blunt Go "
League of Starz
Sorry Jaynari
Funk Flex, Chris Brown
Who you mad at? Me or yourself?
Gold chain, gold chain
Gettin' money gon' and watch these hoes change
I'm in the party, got these bitches off molly and they're rollin'
Bitches poppin' pills like it's for pain
In their eyes I'm the shit
Molly probably fantasisin' all about my dick
Only one real nigga, take a pic
And all you haters, I'ma take your bitch
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin', where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Too many cars, a parade when I pull up
Glass jaw, catch a fade, that's a chin up
If you ain't lookin', I'ma eat your hoe for dinner
She said that she a virgin but I fucked her in Virginia, ha ha
I ate her at the SupperClub
Bad bitches at Greystone, but they're just some runner-ups
Now every nigga in here seein' if you tryna fuck
And every nigga in here schemin', gon' try your luck
Ha, I'm A-1, no steak sauce, nigga, they spray dumb
It's like ratatatat
Cross your baseball cap
A couple hoes in your face like Jason
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin' where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Every nigga in the club see the same hoe
With the same friends, all they do is change clothes
Try to bowl and they're pussies, say their lane closed
If you fuckin' for your rent, you a lame hoe
Oops, yeah, I said that
Half of y'all niggas in here frontin' where your bread at?
I-I-I-I, gon' stutter rap
Thought so, can't do it like this, broke nigga
If say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
Say you got to work, why you in the club, hoe?
Hell no, you can't smoke my drugs so
Now you in the club tryna fuck no love, hoe
How you do that there? Bitch, let the blunt go
" Dat Night "
Yup!
Ayy, I fucked 'round and made them niggas
Goddamn open 'em all up tonight, know what I mean
Breezy!
I swear to God
Trigga
Matter of fact, ayy, ayy call the sheriff, man, call the sheriff
Slime
All my bitches, all my bitches
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago (Yeah)
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Baby)
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Ayy)
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go (Slime, I go)
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks (Yeah), know who hittin' licks (Yeah, yeah), get this money blindfolded (Slime)
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago (Ayy)
Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy (Ooh)
Baby, fuck the situation, fuck them bitches hatin' (Ooh)
Fuck a pillow-talkin' nigga that be instigatin' (Ooh)
Frustrated, now I know why they all hate me (Why? Ooh)
I fuck these bitches and they know that I make pretty babies (Hahaha, woo!)
Detroit got me back on my back fuckin' black bitches (Yeah!)
Tippin' 4 and I'm pourin' 4 of Actavis (Ugh)
She know every time I turn up, I keep fuckin' up mattresses (Yeah!)
Tryna ask me why I don't nut, Percocet make the dick like a magician (Yikes!)
Funny ass nigga, why we laugh different?
'Cause I cash different
But tryna get my bitches, huh
You gotta pay for that last minute, bitch
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
All my bitches with the shit when I be in Toronto
I can get the pussy eyes closed with a blindfold
It's a war zone, nigga, we be in Chicago
Lot of mamas cry, niggas die in Chicago
Know some Bloods 'cause nigga livin' in L.A.
It's a lot of things ain't forgiven in L.A.
Know I'm from the third, I be reppin' that V.A.
You ain't got the money, you can never beat the case
Fuck the judge, fuck feds nigga, tryna get up off that poor
Niggas say they tryna eat, can't get shit up off my fork
I hopped off the porch, hopped in the Porsche
They hopped in the Benz, I fucked all her friends, yeah
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
Shakin' that ass naked with a friend, eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
Ayy, make her suck dick on the patio
I might eat that bitch up like some ravioli
I get a rush in designer zone
Why these young nigga tellin' they Tellitubbies (Ah)
I fuck her good, I don't tell them nothin'
Nut in her hair, make it good and fuzzy
I get it in with a bigger budget (Ha)
And the inside my car look like peanut butter (Woo)
Drag it when you walk, baby
I done came from rags to riches, did it all, baby
When we done, she say it's hard to walk, yeah, yeah
Fuck her in the light, I don't do nothin' dark, yeah, yeah (Ha)
Fuck you thought? (Uh) Red bottoms bleed when you walk (Uh)
Put my food in ya drawers (Uh)
Bedroom dim like walls (Uh)
Gun range, teach you how to chop 'em, yeah
Attached to my lights like moths, yeah
Favorite color red, hot sauce, yeah
Wanna see me dead, King Joffrey, yeah, yeah, yeah
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
L.A., New York and Miami, pussy everywhere I go
I know what it is, we know you the shit
Know who got them bricks, know who hittin' licks (Yeah), get this money blindfolded
All my bitches with the shit when I'm in Chicago
Shakin' that ass naked with a friend eeny, miny, moe
All my bitches lit, all my bitches with the shit
All my bitches scammers but they hold a hammer and split your shit, boy
" Red Lights "
I know exactly what you like and, baby, I'm about to take it down
You say you want me, is that right? I think it's best we get up out here now
Because I saw you in that dress, they can't handle this
Speeding while I'm tryna steer
You kissing on my neck, I'm feeling on your leg
That yellow light ain't stopping now, oh yeah
Girl, I ain't gotta waste the night with you, babe
We doing ninety-five in a thirty-five, baby, you know what to do
We gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
And you know there ain't no stopping even when we get home (Yeah)
Girl, we gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
Push the pedal to the metal, screaming, "Fuck the Five-O" (Five-O)
And, girl, you know it's key push to start, sex in a car for hours
Your body parts under your hood, it's power, babe
And I ain't even tryna gas you up
And we gon' run some red lights
Yeah, backseat, ghost ride and whip
Hold on, it's gon' take long, enjoy this trip
Girl, you got that new car, that new car smell
But we gon' give this new car a new car smell
Yeah, revving my engine you turning me on
Yeah, shifting your gears, I love how you moan (Yeah)
Love how you moan (Yeah), love how you moan
It was so good that I had to go back for a second so I could just relive the moment
I ain't gotta waste the night with you, baby
We doing ninety-five in a thirty-five, baby, you know what to do
Baby, we gon'
We gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
And you know there ain't no stopping even when we get home (Yeah, oh)
Girl, we gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
Push the pedal to the metal, screaming, "Fuck the Five-O" (Oh yeah, Five-O)
And, girl, you know it's key push to start (Oh), sex in a car for hours
Your body parts under your hood, it's power, babe
And I ain't even tryna gas you up (Oh yeah)
And we gon' run some red lights (Woo)
Red lights, all night, baby, yeah
And we gon' take a midnight sex drive
Don't think you heard what I said
Fuck every red light
Red lights, all night, baby
Fuck every red light
Midnight sex drive
Don't think you heard what I said
Fuck every red light
(We gon')
We gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
And you know there ain't no stopping even when we get home (Yeah)
Girl, we gon' run some red lights (Yeah)
Push the pedal to the metal (Oh), screaming, "Fuck the Five-O" (Five-O)
And, girl, you know it's key push to start, sex in a car for hours
Your body parts under your hood, it's power, babe
And I ain't even tryna gas you up
And we gon' run some red lights
Red lights, all night, baby, yeah
And we gon' take a midnight sex drive
Don't think you heard what I said
Fuck every red light
Red lights, all night, baby
Midnight sex drive