Andy Mineo – Uncomfortable Lyrics (feat. !llmind)

[Intro]
Nobody told me you could die like this
Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah
Nobody told me, nobody told me
We never ever saw it comin’, no, no
Live it up, live it up
Nobody ever told us we could die like this
Live it up, live it up
Nobody ever told us, we never saw it comin’, no
Live it up, live it up
Nobody ever told us we could die like this
Live it up, live it up
Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love)

[Verse 1]
God prepare me for the war
Comfort be the thing that’ll make a king fall
Eyes on the Lord, gotta grip that blade of the sword
Tell me how you plan on gettin’ swole if you don’t ever get sore (hold up)
They say, “Andy, this ain’t music for your core”
If they jumpin’ ship now, they was never on board
I got enemies, man they wanna see me on the floor
I got frenemies, couldn’t even tell you who they are
If you’re not driven by the mission, you’ll be driven by the cars
Focused on what you been gettin’ more than becomin’ who you are
I tried to point ’em to the Son, but why they callin’ me a star?
Who woulda thought we set they minds free with these bars?
In this game, in this biz, want the fame, gon’ get rich
Comfort, everybody wantin’ it, never knew I could be lost in this
This my sophomore, gotta go hard
When the show over, no encore
I got enough but I want more, want more!

[Bridge]
Nobody told me you could die like this
Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah
Nobody told me, nobody told me
We never ever saw it comin’

[Verse 2]
My own people owned people, but they don’t own that
They say racism dead, man our president is black
Two terms in the White House, that don’t mean jack
If we still believe our present ain’t affected by our past
First class with a Coach bag, I forgot
When you start eatin’ you lose your hunger then grow fat
I apologize for Christians with pickets sayin’, “God hates fags”
I promise Jesus wouldn’t act like that
He said it’s hard for a rich man to get to heaven
When we feel like we don’t need God, then we forget Him
We tell ’em that, “If you don’t make me money or make me happy
Then I ain’t makin’ time for ya’, so make it snappy”
And I think lately you mistake me for a cabby
Cause this drive that I got put everybody in the backseat
So if you wanna live a comfortable life
Make sure you never love nobody, be selfish and never sacrifice

[Interlude]
We got legal weed that’ll keep us high
‘Round the world other people die
Where on earth is my wi-fi?
Our stomachs full and our pockets fat
I need love, there’s a site for that
I had more when I had less

[Chorus]
I think I got too comfortable, yeah
I think I got too comfortable
I think I got too comfortable, yeah
I think I got, I know I got
I think I got too comfortable
I know I got, I think I got
I know I got a little too comfortable

[Outro]
Andy: ‘Scuse me, sorry. Uh, sorry. ‘Scuse me, comin’ through. Sorry, ‘scuse me. No, it’s cool
Train Dispatcher: The next stop is…
Andy: Uptown!

Snoop Dogg Commends Trump For Pardoning His Pal Harry O Founder Of Death Row Records

Snoop Dogg is commending the Trump administration for pardoning Harry O.

While President Trump is on his way out of office, he is getting praises from veteran rapper Snoop Dogg for one of his last acts as POTUS. According to reports, the White House granted clemency to former Death Row executive Michael “Harry O” Harris, who has been serving a prison sentence for cocaine trafficking, murder, and more since the late ’80s. Snoop has reportedly been quietly lobbying the White House to grant the pardon on behalf of his friend for some time, and his efforts were not futile as Trump evidently made it happen before he took his leave.

During a discussion with other prison reform advocates on Zoom, Snoop spoke briefly about “the great work” the president and his team did in aiding Harry O’s release. Advocates Alice Johnson and Weldon Angelos, who were previously granted clemency in their cases as well joined Snoop for the chat. Johnson relayed that she received a call from the White House confirming that Harry O was granted the pardon. “God is good!” Snoop rejoiced.

The rapper went on to salute the outgoing president’s efforts saying, “That’s great work for the president and his team on the way out.” He continued, “They did some great work while they was in there and they did some great work on their way out. Let them know that I love what they did.” Though a previous critic of Trump and his administration, Snoop believes that God was working through the soon-to-be-former president in this case. “It is amazing what the work of God can actually bring to life to make people understand that there is a God,” the rapper added.

Michael “Harry O” Harris is a co-founder of Death Row Records who invested a large sum in the outfit soon after Suge Knight formed it with Dr. Dre and D.O.C. With his $1.5 million investment, Harry O became a silent partner of Death Row. He was arrested in 1988 and was convicted of murder, attempted kidnapping, and cocaine trafficking. Harris was originally slated to be released from prison in 2028. This pardon means his conviction will be overturned, and he will be released seven years sooner than initially ordered.

Superbee – Yellow Gold Lyrics (feat. Los)

[Verse 1 : SUPERBEE]
손목엔 18k yellow gold
대통령이 차는 시계
I am the goat 시간은 금처럼 flow
순풍에 달아 돛 ay
내 데이 데이트 2 이젠 단종 ay
내 목걸이 목도리는 diamonds ay
빛이 나 빛이 나 안과 어디에
삐돌이모임 눈 멀어 악어떼
목걸이에 5000을 썼지만
결국 이게 억을 벌어줘 ay
누구 눈에 난 철이 없지만
내가 몸에 지닌 것은 정말 철없어 ay
철부지 몸에 붙인 금붙이
손전등 쳐다보면 춤추지 dance
내 icy 끝판왕 궁극기
거의 migo gang 회원가입 수준이지
내가 전설이 되어 죽음
내 녹음장비를 박물관에다 전시해줘
내 엘도라도를 녹여
커다란 성을 쌓아
무덤을 지어 안치해줘
So look at my chains
Look at my rings
My wrist
And look at your chain
Look at your wrist
Stainless

[Chorus]
Yellow gold yellow gold
I be swaggin’ like a boss
Diamonds diamonds
Diamonds diamonds
Ain’t no cubic that’s fosho
Yellow gold yellow gold
I be swaggin’ like a boss
Diamonds diamonds
Diamonds diamonds
Ain’t no cubic that’s fosho
Swing my wrist wrist wrist
Dont look at my wrist
Wrist wrist
니 숨소리 씨익 씨익 씨익
너 jealousy sy sy
Swing my wrist wrist wrist
Dont look at my wrist
Wrist wrist
니 숨소리 씨익 씨익 씨익
너 jealousy sy sy

[Verse 2 : Los]
금 목걸이 금 목걸이
We be trappin tll the mornin
장소는 비밀 we low key
우리 가는 길은 더 높이
뱉는 verse는 불놀이
내 집은 천사에 도시
공연뛰고 i got right
At the slauson
내가 하는 말은 true story
댓글안에 욕하는 놈들 덕분에
Yellow gold chain 2배
이건 eazy work homie
Livin the Ghood Life you know it
VIP에서 한잔해 내가 보여줄게
What this life bout
Presidential no White House
We glowin on em no light house
질투하지마 just grind out
더 열심히해 what you crying bout
Imma get this money no time outs
너는 포기해 before you strike out
Just look at my chains
Look at my whip
My chips
And look at your chain
Look at your wrist
Stainless

[Chorus]
Yellow gold yellow gold
I be swaggin’ like a boss
Diamonds diamonds
Diamonds diamonds
Ain’t no cubic that’s fosho
Yellow gold yellow gold
I be swaggin’ like a boss
Diamonds diamonds
Diamonds diamonds
Ain’t no cubic that’s fosho
Swing my wrist wrist wrist
Dont look at my wrist
Wrist wrist
니 숨소리 씨익 씨익 씨익
너 jealousy sy sy
Swing my wrist wrist wrist
Dont look at my wrist
Wrist wrist
니 숨소리 씨익 씨익 씨익
너 jealousy sy sy

DeJ Loaf – Bubbly Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Hey London can you bring me a lighter real quick
That might be my tag for my producer shit
When I start makin’ beats (What’s the problem?)
Oh I’m goin’ in let me do the whole song

[Verse 1]
It’s my birthday, hey
It’s my birthday, hey
She gon’ get to twistin’ on the pole with her legs
Please don’t get it twisted, mmm this bitch about her bread
Try to give her Hennessy, she want a perc instead
These bitches love my energy, they want me in their bed
I’m the biggest Joker, I need a bitch like Harley Quinn
Ain’t fishin’ for no bitches, I’m like Nemo with one fin, yeah
If you thinkin’ with your dick, then we gon’ put it on your head
My brother in the other room, puttin’ a bitch to bed
I told this nigga he gotta stop fuckin’ on my face
He looked at me, he dropped the beat, he said “I got a plan”
Yeah, add them bitches up, okay, you do the math, hey
Let me do me, you do the other half, yeah
I done got to the point, where I ain’t gotta ask
What the fuck is your point? All my bitches bad (Nigga)
Order on Wednesdays, put it on my tab
Fuck a throwback Thursday, I ain’t goin’ out sad
On that one night only, then turned into a bag
The Nissan Altima it turned into a Jag’

[Chorus]
Hmm, yeah
It’s my bitch, yeah
It’s my birthday, yeah
She just started, say it’s her first day, hey
Yeah, it’s her first day, oh woah

[Verse 2]
She get retarded, she get freaky
She’s so bossy, she ain’t easy
She ain’t with that, he or she say
She just wanna party, and go DJ
Yeah she know I’m ballin’
You ain’t in my league
I walk in, I’m unbothered, don’t you bother me
Watch how you talkin’ and approachin’ me
A nigga tried it and we left him with an injury
When I was on the East, they ain’t even notice me
I got my mink on but I take it off, roll up my sleeve (What’s up?)
Before I blew up, I passed out off some bubbly (Some bubbly)
I fell out in the White House, I felt like Hillary (I felt like Hillary)
Dead presidents, got me shiverin’ (What’s up?)
I’m beyond cold, because of my grandmother’s remedies
Young wild nigga, take you out your misery
Are you gon’ buss it open for my niggas who ain’t make it here?
I know you wanna go some places, baby I can take you there
I gotta a lot of acres, got a crib and it’s spacious there
I’ve been workin’ on myself, I haven’t mastered my patience yet
She be workin’ on herself, tryna build her own credit score
This is marble
We gon’ hustle on our tippy toes
She know it’s survival, she gon’ dance on her tippy toes
Candle light dinner, she leave a nigga with the bloody rose
Coked-out nigga, she gon’ leave him with a stuffy nose
Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with hoes
Learned this shit from my grandma, she used to fuck with stoves
Yeah, six years old, yeah, they thinkin’ I ain’t know
I’m at the [?] like “What up? What you need? What you want?”

[Outro]
Yeah
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah, said
If I wasn’t rappin’ then I would be sellin’ clothes
My nigga said if he weren’t rappin’, nah, he’s still sellin’ bowls
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas can’t fuck around
Bitches ass niggas, look I’m done with the song

Jaden – Ninety Lyrics

[Intro]
Love
The United States and the White House, smile!

[Chorus]
Come here, mama, I know you want me
Food from the soul, I know you’re hungry
Gave you my two cents, ain’t got money, but
I’ll take you somewhere fun and tell you something funny, hey
It’s something funny, baby

[Verse 1]
When I open my eyes, I wish to see you
But your phone doesn’t ring and you’re gone all the time
Well I guess you’re somewhere with your crew
Isn’t the first time, but the worst time, and I’m feeling so blue
You sit in your room and you listen to tunes
And I’m feeling embarrassed, it’s true
You out there in Paris with who?
When I open my eyes (eyes), I wish to see you
But your phone doesn’t ring and you’re gone all the time
Well I guess you’re somewhere with your crew
I’m at the SOHO House
If you wanna come through, there’s a seat just for you
My prettiest secret, I hope that you keep it
I’m blue as a piece of the moon and I know I’ll be seeing you soon

[Bridge]
She said “Jaden, you are my soulmate”
You only say that when you’re lonely
Girl, I’m surprised you even know me, ay
I’m not gon’ f**k, but we can kick it like we homies, ay
‘Cause we just homies, baby

[Verse 2]
(Life is a puzzle)
It isn’t picture perfect
You could miss perfection in it because it is subtle
The storm is coming and it’s raining cats and dogs, stay away from all them puddles
I’m keepin’ it humble and noble
I spit that radiation like I’m Chernobyl
On Indus Valley, man, I’m in the valley, crying myself to sleep on the sofa (When you’re lonely)
I told ya I’m more than the kid with a chauffeur
Who don’t know the life of a soldier, I’m older now
The world’s a lot colder now
The MSFTS’ll stay on the up and up, I’m tryna hold it down
They stay attackin’ us, I’ma just weep on my willow
I look what they sayin’, they playin’ as I go to sleep on my pillow
But then when I open my eyes, I wish to see you
But your phone doesn’t ring and you’re gone all the time
Well I guess you’re somewhere with your crew
This ain’t the first time, but the worst time, and I’m feeling so blue
I’m at the SOHO House
If you wanna come through, got a seat just for you
Girl, and whether you do, I invited you so

[Chorus]
Come here, mama, I know you want me
Food from the soul, I know you’re hungry
Gave you my two cents, ain’t got money, but
I’ll take you somewhere fun and tell you something funny, hey
It’s something funny, baby

[Verse 3]
You need to stand for something or else you’ll fall for nothing
Girl, this not my country, we all come from Africa
Now we’re up to something
Girl, you’re hella grumpy
I think you’re just hungry
Cause right now you’re actin’ up
I don’t think you want me
You just want my company
While your man is—
All these girls who laugh at us
Girl, you got me running
From you, I want nothing
Cloudy days aren’t sunny

[Segue]
Girl, you make me wanna dance, dance, dance
Put me in a trance, you never wanna hold hands
But I guess I just missed the chance
Miss one text she gets pi—
(f**k this, not recording anymore…)

[Bridge]
Sometimes I feel like a stone, sometimes I’m feelin’ like
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a stone, sometimes I’m feelin’ like
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a stone, sometimes I’m feelin’ like
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a slave, sometimes I’m ridin’ a wave
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a star
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, sometimes I feel like a
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, star
(I’m rolling)
Sometimes I feel like a star, yeah

[Chorus]
Saying that we’ll run away
I doubt that we’ll ever go
I hope the sunset will stay
We’ve traveled too far from home
Saying that we’ll run away
I doubt that we’ll ever go
I hope the sunset will stay
We’ve traveled too far from home
Saying that we’ll run away
I really doubt that we’ll go
I hope the sunset will stay
We’ve traveled too far from home
Saying that we’ll run away
I really doubt that we’ll go
I hope the sunset will stay
We’ve traveled too far from home

[Verse]
I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna live a lie
I don’t wanna know
You could be my bride, you could let me come inside
You could be my home
I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna fantasize
I don’t wanna go
But baby, you could be the one I’m telling all my secrets when I’m all alone
Baby girl, you know I’m rollin’
Get you without any clothes, I’m focused
Our love is drowning in the ocean, hopeless
I don’t wanna die, I don’t wanna fantasize
I don’t wanna know
But baby you could be the one I’m telling all my secrets when I’m all alone
Baby girl, you know I’m rollin’
Get you without any clothes, I’m focused
Our love is drowning in the ocean, hopeless
Rollin’, rollin’
Rollin’, rollin’
Baby girl, you got me rollin’
Damn out of your control and
I touch your body in the ocean
Then you feel these raw emotions

[Interlude]
Syre
Passion, Pain and Desire just like my big bro’
What you didn’t know it’s this young kid’s been in limbo
Since that gunshot wound on that hidden road
Lost, broken, invisible
But when that light gets low, he’s invincible
So much soul that he redefined inevitable
So it’ll never go
So the sun never set at all instead of setting slow
And as the legend goes Syre lived forever on
And never and forever alone, Syre

[Bridge]
I’m rollin’, I’m rollin’
I’m rollin’, I’m rollin’
Saying that we’ll run away
I doubt that we’ll ever go
I hope the sunset will stay
We traveled too far from home
Baby, we don’t need a hero
I have never been a hero
I have always been a zero
Baby, you should be the hero
Baby, you should be the hero

[Outro]
Legend says Syre still exists in the mist, in the fog
Poets say he ascended to the Gods
Skeptics say he pretended to be gone
But I say that he’s eternally lost

Black Eyed Peas – Ring The Alarm lyrics

Part 1

Wake up!

[Vesre 1: will.i.am.]
I wanna say is I’ma mothaf*ckin’ conscious
The whole world right now is f*ckin’ bonkers
The internet is the brand new conquerer
So watch out for the motherf*ckin’ monsters (yikes!)
The trolls are the [?]
Whoever controls, that daddy got the answers
They the one that got the cold to the launcher
And maybe having dinner with the folk and the mobsters
Ain’t no the cure for the cancer
Cure for the aids and they prolly kill the cancers
Put us in the cage, got us sippin’ like hamsters
Put us in the dark when I got me a lantern
Opened up my third eye, then I luminate
Willie got a bird eye view, wanna elevate
No Illuminati baby, I’m god body
The rapture like blindly wakin’ up zombies
Wake up!

[Chorus]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Refrain]
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Wake up!

[Verse 2: Taboo & will.i.am]
A wise man said knowledge is king
Know thy self and you can do anything
Know thy self and you could shine like bling
Know thy self and you’re the king, you’re the ring
But they don’t teach kids nothing
All they know is I’ll pass sugar in they muffins
They don’t know division, won’t add to nothing
Send them off to prison when you know they did nothing
He in the streets cause they always cuttin’
The teacher ain’t teaching him nothin’
All they do was stuffin’ him and stuffin’ him
Stuffin’ him and stuffin’ him and stuffin’ him
Stuffin’ him and stuffin’ him and stuffin’ him
Stuffin’ him with stuff he can’t use
So he sell crack, that’s what he know to do
His daddy was a hustler, so he hustle too
And that’s why you see a lil’ killer in the news
It’s kinda like they got us in a trap
It’s kinda like they knowin how we act
I’ll be like “f*ck ya f*ckin’ laboratory, I ain’t not a rat!”
I am light, and god, body wise, it’s a fact
Wake up!

[Chorus]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Refrain]
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Wake up!

[Bridge]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake-

Pt.2
[Intro]
Wake up!
Wake up!

[Verse 3: apl.de.ap]
Eyes open, who’s watching the watches?
Clock ticking like we’re running out of options
Villains in White House, heroes seen in coffins
Leaders stumbled cross while we leading to our crosses
Whose policin’ the police, why they socking?
All eyes matter to your color what’s the target
Folks shrining up the ship for the startup
Money over people while they reaching for that dollar
All I see is slice on the shrimp
Lenin the three but what the f*ck is three?
What is the cost to let a nigga breath?
King had a dream but we all still asleep, huh
They ride a blind, but now they just a crime
The sh*t’s designed to keep you on the grind
Rise and shine, cause now it’s the time
We all god body if you open up your mind
Wake up

[Chorus]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Bridge]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake-

Pt.3
[Verse 4: will.i.am.]
Ain’t nothing impossible, I tell myself
That I am possible I know that devil is
Out there and plottin’ those plan
Just stopped me and put me in hospital bed
I said “Yo, I would not be toppled, I’m down with here Susan roll with apostles, we got that big love, that love that’s colossal”
We meditate ain’t no need to get hostel
You cannot penetrate me with that hate
We got that good vibration on vibrate
Stay on and way up cause we elevate
We got that big love, the love have you wait?
Waitin’, waitin’
Gospel, the gospel

That’s the motherf*ckin’ gospel
Huh, that’s the gospel
That’s the motherf*ckin’ gospel
I tell them yo, the movement’s unstoppable
Pausing the flow ,that is not optional
I let him know everything solvable when you use science everything is possible
I am a fiant, I am so logical
Politicians be trippin’ the chemical
So I sit back and listen to audios, spiritual hip-hop I call that hypnotic cause, we boot up
Boy, we boot phenomenal
We [?] kill zombies and chronicals
We ain’t falling cause we ain’t dominos
A revolution is on go, go
Go, that’s the gospel

That’s the motherf*ckin’ gospel
Yup, that’s the gospel
That’s the motherf*ckin’ gospel

Post Malone – Broken Whiskey Glass lyrics

[Verse 1]
I done drank codeine from a broken whiskey glass
I done popped my pills and I smoked my share of grass
Slaved for the man and I broke my fuckin’ back
So you can take your nine-to-five and shove it up your ass
And I won’t go on, like a highway to hell
Going too damn fast, I spilled drink on my Chanel
And I woke up and my room’s fuckin’ trashed like a damn hotel
Where I go next, now, only time will tell

[Chorus]
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh

[Verse 2]
I done spent some time chasin’ women that don’t give a shit
I done learned my lessons and I ain’t never gon’ forget
Started callin’ this shit, started ballin’ and shit, started flickin’ that wrist
They ain’t never listened, now I’m makin’ them hits so I’m fuckin’ your bitch
No, it ain’t nothin’ fickle for me to forget that you ever exist
Bet you remember my name when I pull up in that whip that doesn’t exist (skrrt)
Spill lean on Supreme last Saturday
Let that shit splash, motherfucker talk saucey
Pass me the drugs, motherfucker let me shine
At the White House, call my homie Joe Biden, he flyin’ out weed
Smokin’ my dope, beggin’ that that be the code
Man, don’t be silly, that shit you rockin’ is old
Like it’s been years since you been to the store
Feel like Meek Milly but I ain’t from Philly
I’m poppin’ a wheelie, I show off my grillie
I do this for real-y and for my fam-ily
Some shade every night, man, it’s all so famil’-y
The bitches they killin’ me
Like, bitch are you kiddin’ me?
Ballin’, that shit Jason Kiddin’ me
You can’t get rid of me
Now you want my chain and my jeans but you no good at chemistry

[Chorus]
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-oh

J Cole – BRACKETS lyrics

[Intro: Richard Pryor]
Lotta shit happens, like, being in show business
A lot of shit happens, like, like, I make a lot of money, you know
And I’m really happy about it
And I’m not bragging, I just wanna say something
I make a so—fuck, it’s ridiculous
But wait, wait a minute, wait a minute
Hey, if my father was alive today, I would go home and say
“Dad, I wanna tell you how much money I made”
You know what he’d say? “You’s a lying motherfucker
Joe Louis didn’t make that much money
Come in here, get your ass out the house
Coming here with that bullshit,” hah

[Verse 1]
Niggas hating on me, I ain’t used to that
Know a couple people wanna shoot for that
I say “No, no, no, chill, it ain’t no need for that”
Them niggas tryna blow and ain’t need me for that
And if it work for them, well shit, I’m cool with that
‘Cause how they feel, I ain’t got shit to do with that
I just sit back on cool and watch my paper stack
And trip off how much bread them crackers take from that

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]
It’s been a long time since I have felt this way
About something but now, but now
I’m controlling my mind, the days are warm
The nights are cold, the lost is found, I’m found
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void
Lord knows I need something to fill this void

[Interlude]
Hell yeah boy, I’m a goddamn millionaire now
Hell yeah, nigga, they can’t tell me shit now, bro, hell no, fuck that
Bitch, got my first motherfuckin’ million dollar check nigga
I’m goddamn lit boy, you crazy as hell
Hold up, it’s my phone real quick, it’s my Unc’
Uncle Sam and shit
“What’s up Unc’? Yup. Hey, I told you that check was coming in, I gotchu when it came in. Goddamn, I’m a man of my word. Goddamn, I told you I’ma have it, and goddamn, I’ma have it for you. Hell, shit, damn right. Now, how much was it though? Uh huh. Huh? Half? Half nigga? You crazy, boy, you crazy. Bitch, you crazy as fuck. Bitch, bitch, you better suck half my dick!

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I pay taxes, so much taxes, shit don’t make sense
Where do my dollars go? You see lately, I ain’t been convinced
I guess they say my dollars supposed to build roads and schools
But my niggas barely graduate, they ain’t got the tools
Maybe ’cause the tax dollars that I make sure I send
Get spent hirin’ some teachers that don’t look like them
And the curriculum be tricking them, them dollars I spend
Got us learning about the heroes with the whitest of skin
One thing about the men that’s controlling the pen
That write history, they always seem to white-out they sins
Maybe we’ll never see a black man in the White House again
I’ll write a check to the IRS, my pockets get slim
Damn, do I even have a say ’bout where it’s goin’?
Some older nigga told me to start votin’
I said “Democracy is too fuckin’ slow”
If I’m givin’ y’all this hard-earned bread, I wanna know
Better yet, let me decide, bitch, it’s 2018
Let me pick the things I’m funding from an app on my screen
Better that than letting wack congressman I’ve never seen
Dictate where my money go, straight into the palms of some Money-hungry company that make guns that circulate the country And then wind up in my hood, making bloody clothes
Stray bullet hit a young boy with a snotty nose
From the concrete, he was prolly rose
Now his body froze and nobody knows what to tell his mother
He did good at the white man schools unlike his brother
Who was lost in the streets all day, not using rubbers
So right now, he got two on the way
Still sleep on covers in his mama house
She can’t take this shit no more, she want him out
On the morning of the funeral, just as she’s walking out
Wiping tears away, grabbing her keys and sunglasses
She remember that she gotta file her taxes, damn

[Chorus]
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Whoa whoa whoa whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Jazz Cartier – Right Now (feat. Ktoe)

[Intro]
This is a KTOE beat

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

[Verse 1: Jazz Cartier]
Nize it, pipe down
I’m shinin’, no lighthouse
You last week, I’m right now
I’m up late, no night owl (no)
My shawty, she naughty (she naughty)
I put her on timeout (sit)
Go OT, she fly out (she fly to me)
She DC, no White House
I walk in, she lie down
I Gucci’d my lifestyle
I’m on road, no hideout
In High Park is my house
The Lambo raise eyebrows
Do donuts, don’t wipe out
I need you right now
No dress, no nightgown (yeah)

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

[Verse 2: Jazz Cartier]
I’m up now, just face it (yeah)
I’m joggin’, you racin’ (joggin’)
You testin’ my patience
Just send me location (aw, yeah)
Got a Pisces, she the nicest (she the nicest)
And I only get to see her when the night shift (on the night shift)
My wrist too hot, I iced it (I iced it out)
Can’t knock if you ain’t tried it’
Cameras flash (flash)
See what you can catch
She lookin’ back, we ain’t livin’ in the past
Somebody turn these lights (down)
Take control and bite (down)
She ain’t playin’ nice
‘Cause she need me like right now

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

Jazz Cartier – Right Now Lyrics

[Intro]
This is a KTOE beat

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

[Verse 1: Jazz Cartier]
Nize it, pipe down
I’m shinin’, no lighthouse
You last week, I’m right now
I’m up late, no night owl (no)
My shawty, she naughty (she naughty)
I put her on timeout (sit)
Go OT, she fly out (she fly to me)
She DC, no White House
I walk in, she lie down
I Gucci’d my lifestyle
I’m on road, no hideout
In High Park is my house
The Lambo raise eyebrows
Do donuts, don’t wipe out
I need you right now
No judge, no nightgown (yeah)

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

[Verse 2: Jazz Cartier]
I’m up now, just face it (yeah)
I’m joggin’, you racin’ (joggin’)
You testin’ my patience
Just send me location (aw, yeah)
Got a Pisces, she the nicest (she the nicest)
And I only get to see her when the night shift (on the night shift)
My wrist too hot, I iced it (I iced it out)
Can’t knock if you ain’t tried it’
Cameras flash (flash)
See what you can catch
She lookin’ back, we ain’t livin’ in the past
Somebody turn these lights (down)
Take control and bite (down)
She ain’t playin’ nice
‘Cause she need me like right now

[Chorus: KTOE & JAZZ]
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you (want you), right now (right now)
Right now, I just (I just)
Want you, right now

Stalley – Holy Quran

[Intro]
(Swiff D)
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

[Verse 1]
They want me to change, want me in reins
Locked up in cage, head full of rage
It’s insane, the percentage of my niggas that’s gone
And all my niggas that’s home, hold your head and stay strong
What’s hatnin’ in the White House got my black thoughts runnin’
Deeply rooted in this evil, I’m tryna crop out somethin’
And plant these good seeds of mine, hope they see the signs
Why my people dyin’ on Vine, swear that Facebook live
Desensitized by murder, murder, bloody murder
Likes and retweets don’t help in hands, just all observers
Hype converters, wave surfers, they don’t serve no purpose
Government at the service, God save us, we out here livin’ worthless

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

[Verse 2]
They tryna crucify me for my originality
They say a man’s worth depends on salary
But what’s money but selfish ways and no one’s proud of me
The ugly truth, got fat pockets and high calories
A gluttonous approach, with a selfish mentality
The wicked ways of sin, I be fightin’ all these Jinns
Fake friends, backstabbers, they be knifin’ at my skin
I rose from the ghetto without a thorn in my stem
I’m written and unbothered, completely who I’m ‘posed to be
Comfortable in my own skin, even if no one notice me
But notably, I’m known as King, someone who control this dream
And broke free of every iron hand that had a hold on me

[Chorus]
They want me to change but some things just can’t be rewritten
God of gods, light of light, they all true and living
Authentic like this book I hold in palm
With mercy, embrace all things, (through this) Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Holy Quran
Ho-Holy Quran

Jeremih & Chance – Big Kid Again

[Intro: Jeremih & Chance The Rapper]
Still asleep I’d rather open presents with you baby (uh huh)
Canyon, Canyon
Wake up early I Just wanna open presents with you baby
(uhuh)
Kensli Kensli (IGH)

[Hook: Jeremih]
Grown but I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me
Grown but I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Can’t wait till I get home yeah ’tis the season
Greens and them hamhocks
Yeah where’s the seasoning
Hope that aunty come wrap Santas gifts yeah
Hope that none her fam wasn’t round to see that
I saw mummy kissing Santa Claus
They snuck in and out the halls
On my wrist my neck deck the halls
If I ain’t say nun’ no one else does

[Hook: Jeremih & Chicago Childrens Choir]
Grown but I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my Christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me
Grown but I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my Christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
Growing up we had it hard
Santa rarely at the door
Daddy worked to keep us warm
But you know we just wanted more
But look at how far we ran, look what I am
Daddy used to work that streets [?]
Put a black man in the White House damn!
Name me one teacher that was right about Chance
Right about Kim or right about Cam
Right about Jan. I write down plans
Put it on the drawing boards like y’all kids
And get it done if not right now when?
We was broke now we not now
Santa loud when he knock now
Getting bands like The Rock now
Shaking hands with Barack now
Smoking woods like a chimney
Green faces all grinchy
Tryna give her that Disney
Merry Christmas lil’ Kensli

[Hook: Jeremih & Chicago Childrens Choir]
Grown But I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my Christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me
Grown But I feel like a big kid again
Got everything that I wanted on my Christmas list
Copped a new toy, it can’t fit under the Christmas tree
If you ain’t up to nothing babe run a couple blocks with me

[Outro: Jeremih & Chance The Rapper]
Still asleep I’d rather open presents with you baby (uh huh)
Canyon, Canyon
Wake up early I Just wanna open presents with you baby
(uhuh)
Kensli Kensli

GoldLink – Pray Everyday (Survivor’s Guilt)

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 1]
Hold my black nina in the sky shoot it high
Maybe hit an angel watch it fall down, fam
Free the whole posse, free the guys
All my life been addicted to the pussy that’s my vice, yeah
Drinkin’ drinkin’ drinkin’ all my problems
I don’t need nobody, I just need my bottle that’s for certain
Put the pussy on the pedestal
I don’t got no industry friends, cause I’m rude
So I told myself

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 2]
Momma pray everyday, head straight
Kept my head right, round my whole state
You know you gon’ have to keep a bad bitch
You know that the younger niggas look at you
Ride with a nigga, yeah they feel you
Cactus for my Citron, know I had to
But the music business think that you gon’ take our chance nigga
Pass Kanye, and be the man, cool
DC, yeah you know they fucking proud of you
Wilding out, shout out Luciano, yeah we’re fine now
Out this motherfucking, prolly be up in the White House
White bitch talking ’bout she love her niggas blacked out
From the north than begin the south
Went to Penthouse suite from sleeping up on momma couch on momma house
And momma gave him momma slave and now her son is getting paid
And papa was a rolling stone now his son on Rolling Stone
And all I said was shit

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons, keep the haters
Keep ’em, keep ’em

[Outro]
Lord I pray for wealth and power over all these motherfuckers
For the DMV to reign for many moons
Fuck these rappers. Fuck these labels
Fuck these bitches. Fuck these bitches, you hear me
They killed my nigga and I pray for revenge
Control me and use me the way you would allow me to
Amen

Sheryl Crow – Steve Mcqueen

Well I went to bed in Memphis
And I woke up in Hollywood
I got a quarter in my pocket
And I’d call you if I could
But I don’t know why
I gotta fly
I want to rock and roll this party
I still want to have some fun
I want to leave you feeling breathless
Show you how the west was won
But I gotta fly
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need’s a fast machine
And I’m gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight
I ain’t takin’ shit off no one
Baby that was yesterday
I’m an all American rebel
Making my big getaway
Yeah you know it’s time
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need’s a fast machine
And I’m gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight
Like Steve McQueen
Like Steve McQueen
We got rock stars in the White House
All our pop stars look like porn
All my heroes hit the highway
They don’t hang out here no more
You can try me on my cell phone
You can page me all night long
But you won’t catch this free bird
I’ll already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen
All we need’s a fast machine
And we’re gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch us tonight
Like Steve McQueen
All we need’s a fast machine
And we’re gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight

Alan Grattan – There’s A New Tenant lyrics

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
After much debate the landlord said
You can stay, for four
Take good care of “The property”
And maybe you can stay four more

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
The landlord has dealt with all sorts before
The good, the bad, and … well
Some stayed for four, some stayed for more
And others didn’t stay so long

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
No one knows, everyone cares
And only time will tell
If the landlord was right, or
Wrong

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you
Yes time will tell it all to you

Jeezy – Going Crazy

Heard that new Jizzle, boy he going crazy
Dropped some new s**t got them going crazy
Dropped it in the spot and they was going crazy
Brought it back from the top and they was going crazy
Real ni**as at the spot and they was going crazy
Real ni**as bang up top you know we going crazy
Young Jizzle from the block you know he going crazy
When they play this at the spot you know they going crazy

Said I’m just that ni**a, I’m just that ni**a
And this is me talking, it ain’t the liquor
Diamonds in my damn chain, I’m going crazy
I talk to your bi**h like a politician
Told her give me brain, take me
You know that you’re the one try some new things
You know she ate it up just like a cutter board
I’m counting old paper, call it dinosaur
Gotta….then gotta….to Fresno
Said she like the taste, she drinking light Prosecco
I’m killing with the field I’m Charlie Manson
Exactly what you want, I’m strapped and handsome

Montana from the block got em going crazy
My youngings slanging white like it’s still the 80’s
You claim that you the realest when your watch fugazy
Show me whose your jeweler man, that boy crazy
She tried to charge me for the box man, shawty crazy
I ain’t tryna blow your spot up but this s**t is crazy
All I wanted was a mil and a new Mercedes
Now I’m jumping on these ni**as like the new McGrady
White House, black Rollie
In South Bronx they know me
You can’t talk, gotta show em
The brown bags, ya own em
Take these then call me
That brain freeze ain’t on me
You can’t hate, can’t hold me
I whip foreigns like I stole em

The smoke up by my weed got…serious
She thinking we together? She delirious
From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave
Who made this beat? A sound like me it tailor made
You know I’m in that bi**h just like expensive suits, money
Bi**h I’m in that mansion just like the Yeezy boots
I got rich off butter…that Betty Crocker
It ain’t my fault just like I’m Silkk The Shocker

Juicy J – Ballin (feat. Kanye West) letras

[Intro: Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin’, mane

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Let ’em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Nigga you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimmin’ lessons in it
Now I’m peelin’ off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a nigga off guard
Nigga got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’
When you’re boss you don’t take shit, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to somethin’
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this shit
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil’ Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
Fuck they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the fuck they thinkin’ we are?
M-Town ride smokin’ blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

Juicy J ft. Kanye West – Ballin Lyrics

(Intro – Juicy J)
Play me some pimping, mane

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

(Verse 1 – Juicy J)
Let em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Ni**a you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimming lessons in it
Now I’m peeling off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a ni**a off guard
Ni**a got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

(Verse 2 – Juicy J)
And I’m ballin
When you’re boss you don’t take s**t, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to something
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this s**t
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
F**k they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the f**k they thinking we are?
M-Town ride smoking blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

Juicy J – Ballin’ lyrics

[Juicy J]
(Play me some pimpin’, mane)

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

Let ’em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Nigga you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimmin’ lessons in it
Now I’m peelin’ off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a nigga off guard
Nigga got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

And I’m ballin’
When you’re boss you don’t take shit, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to somethin’
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this shit
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil’ Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
Fuck they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the fuck they thinkin’ we are?
M-Town ride smokin’ blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one

(And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle…)