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_jaidynalexis-barbie-oficial-video.webp "Move Music Move Music Move Music Move Music I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Sniff Like A Barbie Hips Lips Ass In A Cartier’s Fake Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker You Sent Motherfucker Motherfucker I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Slick Like A Barbie Hips Lips Ass In The Car Wanna Stay Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker You Sent Motherfucker Motherfucker First Lady L’m Signed And L’m Stillwith A Tip You A Little Girl You Can’t Walk In These Heels L’Il Eat The Dick Before I Ever Pay The Bills I’m A Wife You A Trife Bitch Sis Need The Hill This My Dick This My Dick This My Dick You Sent Sis Better Chill For A Drill Beat A Bitch Up Wake Up Make Up Last Time I Checked Out My Check Up I Heard Your Little Sniff It Sis Called My Doctor And I Told Him Snip It Sis I’m A Barbie Son’s In The Dentist Sis Now It’s Blasphemy Call My Baby Daddy You Sent He Gon’blast For Me Can’t Keep Him With A Baby Should I Ask Me How You Move And They Still Ain’t Outlast Me Cook Clean Fuck You Can’t Pass Me I’m In The Front Now Sis Take The Back Seat Nope Nope пOpe You Sent пOре пOре пOpe I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Slick Like A Barbie Hips Lips Ass In The Party And It’s Fake Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker Nope Motherfucker You Sent It’s True Motherfucker Drink That Ass Motherfucker Nope Nope I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Slick Like A Barbie Hips Lips Ass In The Party On This Fake Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker You Sent Motherfucker Motherfucker Back For Another Verse This I Ain’t Done Yet Thought You Really Had One Huh I Ain’t Done Yet This My Dick Sis You Don’t With A Baby Dad Wish My Ex Would Play With My Baby Dad You Ain’t Gotta Ask Bitch You Know He The Baby Dad You Sent Hello Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Back For Another Verse This I Ain’t Done Yet Thought You Really Had One Huh I Ain’t Done Yet This My Dick Sis You Don’t With A Baby Dad You Sent Wish My Ex Would Play With My Baby Dad You Ain’t Gotta Ask Bitch You Know He The Baby Dad I Would Never Ever Lay Down With Another Man Bills Played Body Down Why I Need Another Man Dick So Good LIl Never Leave His Brother Man I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Slick Like A Barbie You Sent Hips Lips Ass In The Party On This Fake Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker You’re A Bad Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker I’m A Bad Little Bitch And I’m Sick Like A Barbie Hips Lips You Sent Hips Lips Ass In The Party I’m A Stay Motherfucker Hello Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker Motherfucker")
_quavo-11-11.webp "Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes (cheeze, Cheeze) I never asked God, why? I just go where the road designed (go Grizz, woah) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (ayy, bro, is that Jambo?) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac I'm a G.O.A.T, I'm a boss, I'm a leader (woo) Won't settle for nothing, not even it's cheaper To fill up my tank, I need drank by the liter I bought her a car and that bitch was a creeper (skrrt) Got the keys to the streets but you might got amnesia Got Cheeze on the beat, so you know this a heater Put cheese on me last, just like I'm a pizza Hold on, I just caught a fever (go) You forgot how I put it together The Rocket and 'Cho, we gon' last forever (Take') 5:30, Huncho and 'set get up early and go out and go get that bag together ('set) Who the fuck gonna put us together? Can't nobody put this shit back together So stay the fuck out of the middle, lil' fella, we always gon' be that, we fam' forever (Migo) How I look tryna dance with the devil, got ice in my cross and my dad was a reverend (uh) I watched my brother Takeoff go to heaven, an angel, we celebrate eleven-eleven (angel) Greatest group, I can count up some blessings (so) Stay connected like charging a Tessie (skrrt) Fuck a nigga, I'm down with my bestie (fuck) That's my 'phew, I can never forget him No weapons formed against me shall prosper (nah) Fuck a closet, cleaning out my locker (woo) Talk to me nice, not proper I'm looking for the smoke like a Rasta' I'll call on him if I need a partner (grr) Even though what he did was kinda It's bigger than us and let's not remind her (big) We together, nigga, get the chopper (rraow) Dark nights, I can't sleep, so I cry 'til I close my eyes I never asked God, why? (God) I just go where the road designed (no) Take a look in the sky (sky), my eyes open wide (wide) All eyes on me, but I'm no 2Pac Open wide, speed it up (speed it up, speed it up) On the moon, mama's only son (mama, mama) Good drank what my nephew loved (purple, purple) Don't break the seal, you can't open one (nope) Dark nights, I can't sleep for none Close my eyes, I can't see none Don't ask God, why? For none We on this road, it's designed to run")
![[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay](https://cdn10.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHuIYGSwZUqgEGOgAGEVZv9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_real-boston-richey-ft-ytb-fatt-the-type-oficial-video.webp "[Intro: Real Boston Richey] Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God) Turn me up, P Uh, tired of niggas stealin' my flow Uh Uh [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 1: Real Boston Richey] You the type, your bitch fuck another nigga, you gon' kill the bitch I'm the typе, go back to the drawin' board, nigga, and build a bitch I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit Forgot 'bout a bitch, my nеw bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin' Nigga, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin' Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit I'm a dog-ass nigga, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin' Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you Rich nigga in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me Keep a couple shooters 'round for them niggas that's after me Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done We ain't fuck, you gettin' nothin', bitch, you know that I'm the one Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older niggas Percs Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work Lil' bitch, I'm a trap nigga I told you once before, don't try me like no rap nigga You might also like The Twelve Days of Christmas Christmas Songs MY HOUSE Beyoncé Lose Yourself Eminem [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay [Verse 2: YTB Fatt] Uh I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae Nigga, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K Niggas don't wanna do shit 'cause the next niggas, man, these niggas gay Niggas don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play Niggas don't know how it feel to get niggas' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay Four, five, six, seven hundred, nigga, that's in the safe These niggas home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe The cheese I got, I can get you killed, nigga, it don't matter the state Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate [Chorus: Real Boston Richey] Ayy, niggas want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8 Know your nigga cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page They done left a nigga with his ass out, damn, that nigga played Niggas havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade I'm the type of nigga, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay")
![Lyrics <br/>Imma give it to ‘em just like this <br/>Turn me up <br/> <br/>[Hook] <br/>Look <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Ay let me go up<br/>This bitch tore up<br/>I’m tryna fold her <br/>Aye what, you know her? <br/>Ion care, she gon’ fuck just cuz’ she know us <br/>Inna front, fuck me good, fuck a chauffeur <br/>Uh, buck buck, tough love, n—s weak as fuck <br/>She got a butt, big as fuck, it look cheap as fuck <br/>I got a bitch, yeah we in it, and we deep as fuck <br/>I’m in the billy acting silly, she tryna eat me up <br/>Ay yeah it’s that, throw it back, bitch I got a sack <br/>I’m in the trap with the gat, tryna get it back <br/>That pussy fat and it’s wet, let me add tax <br/>I’ll eat it off the bone if it’s real waxed <br/> <br/>[Hook] <br/>Uh, uh <br/>Let’s get drunk (Gang, gang) <br/>Bitch, look (Gang, gang) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>[Glorilla] <br/>Glorilla <br/>I’m off that TP, I’m feeling Sexyy Red <br/>I’m bout to get this n***a drunk, and make him eat my ass <br/>Don’t give a fuck who hoe this is <br/>They must gon’ beat my ass <br/>I’m gon’ feel like I waste my drunk if I don’t get no head <br/>I’m hit as fuck that dick and liquor linked up in my kidney <br/>He Bobby Browning in that pussy off that pink whitney <br/>Giving me backshots, got me screaming like Ricky <br/>I’m on my bullshit, I just bought some new titties <br/>Hoe, guess what <br/>If yo’ hoe look, he took <br/>And I hate yo’ BBL, your doctor need his ass whooped <br/>Nah forreal, he need his ass booked <br/>(Aye, somebody come and lock that n***a up) <br/> <br/>[Hook x2) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>Uh, look, Imma give it to ‘em just like this <br/>(We got the motherfuckin’ TP, give this n***a a perc, we finna go the fuck up real quick, know what I’m saying) <br/>Uh, what, we finna get drunk <br/>Uh, uh, we finna get drunk, uh <br/>Aye lil baby, pour me up](https://cdn1.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHq6AQSwZUW0qx1fAyVlZP9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_fendida-rappa-in-the-trunk-ft-glorilla-oficial-video.webp "Lyrics <br/>Imma give it to ‘em just like this <br/>Turn me up <br/> <br/>[Hook] <br/>Look <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>[Verse] <br/>Ay let me go up<br/>This bitch tore up<br/>I’m tryna fold her <br/>Aye what, you know her? <br/>Ion care, she gon’ fuck just cuz’ she know us <br/>Inna front, fuck me good, fuck a chauffeur <br/>Uh, buck buck, tough love, n—s weak as fuck <br/>She got a butt, big as fuck, it look cheap as fuck <br/>I got a bitch, yeah we in it, and we deep as fuck <br/>I’m in the billy acting silly, she tryna eat me up <br/>Ay yeah it’s that, throw it back, bitch I got a sack <br/>I’m in the trap with the gat, tryna get it back <br/>That pussy fat and it’s wet, let me add tax <br/>I’ll eat it off the bone if it’s real waxed <br/> <br/>[Hook] <br/>Uh, uh <br/>Let’s get drunk (Gang, gang) <br/>Bitch, look (Gang, gang) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>[Glorilla] <br/>Glorilla <br/>I’m off that TP, I’m feeling Sexyy Red <br/>I’m bout to get this n***a drunk, and make him eat my ass <br/>Don’t give a fuck who hoe this is <br/>They must gon’ beat my ass <br/>I’m gon’ feel like I waste my drunk if I don’t get no head <br/>I’m hit as fuck that dick and liquor linked up in my kidney <br/>He Bobby Browning in that pussy off that pink whitney <br/>Giving me backshots, got me screaming like Ricky <br/>I’m on my bullshit, I just bought some new titties <br/>Hoe, guess what <br/>If yo’ hoe look, he took <br/>And I hate yo’ BBL, your doctor need his ass whooped <br/>Nah forreal, he need his ass booked <br/>(Aye, somebody come and lock that n***a up) <br/> <br/>[Hook x2) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/>We finna get drunk (what, what) <br/>The liquor in the trunk (what, what) <br/>I’m tryna, uh, uh, what <br/>She wanna get fucked (what, what) <br/> <br/>Uh, look, Imma give it to ‘em just like this <br/>(We got the motherfuckin’ TP, give this n***a a perc, we finna go the fuck up real quick, know what I’m saying) <br/>Uh, what, we finna get drunk <br/>Uh, uh, we finna get drunk, uh <br/>Aye lil baby, pour me up")
![[Intro] <br/>Yeah, yeah, yeah <br/>Let's do it <br/>Bitch, I'll drive this Hellcat through your livin' room <br/>(Firzt back like he left or somethin') <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>Walk in, don't say shit (Yeah) <br/>Let's go, nigga <br/>The most I'ma do is just say, \](https://cdn4.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHq3pGSwZaOfpScIBTt1Dl9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_dababy-no-finsta-oficial-video.webp "[Intro] <br/>Yeah, yeah, yeah <br/>Let's do it <br/>Bitch, I'll drive this Hellcat through your livin' room <br/>(Firzt back like he left or somethin') <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>Walk in, don't say shit (Yeah) <br/>Let's go, nigga <br/>The most I'ma do is just say, \")
![[Intro] <br/>([?] beats) <br/>Check this, yeah <br/>Uh-huh, uh-uh <br/>These bitch ass niggas gon' respect this <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>She say, \](https://cdn7.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZF5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHqFpGSwZUWbDJMwDyAGoP9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_youngboy-never-broke-again-return-of-goldie-oficial-video.webp "[Intro] <br/>([?] beats) <br/>Check this, yeah <br/>Uh-huh, uh-uh <br/>These bitch ass niggas gon' respect this <br/> <br/>[Chorus] <br/>She say, \")
![[Verse 1: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] <br/>Glock 4 Peezy, this shit too easy (Too easy) <br/>These fuckin' rap niggas be talkin' too greasy (Too greasy) <br/>Say it's smoke, well run up on me nigga when you see me (See me) <br/>Pussy (Fuck 'em) <br/>Murder on mind, I been up all night <br/>Two bad bitches tryna fuck all night <br/>Heard we was in the club, he had to duck all night <br/>I told 'em, catch 'em at the let-out, shoot his truck on sight (Rrr) <br/>Niggas ain't got it (Got it) niggas ain't 'bout it ('Bout it) <br/>Hunnid cash large, black card in my pocket (Pocket) <br/>Rose gold Richie' (Richie') I don't even rock it (Never) <br/>Brand new Benz for what? (Woo) 'Cause I don't even drive it <br/>Nigga diss, I ain't respondin', I'm like, \](https://cdn10.mypornvid.fun/picture/preview/nUE0pUZ6Yl9mZv5xoJAxov5hMKDiqv9KZHMnAwSwZUWCrxkIGwtgAP9-ZwDjXFfbXR15HT9loyMcMP5zqJ-cK3tlAQN5v7P/(MyPornVid.fun)_rick-ross-meek-mill-lyrical-eazy-oficial-video.webp "[Verse 1: Meek Mill & Rick Ross] <br/>Glock 4 Peezy, this shit too easy (Too easy) <br/>These fuckin' rap niggas be talkin' too greasy (Too greasy) <br/>Say it's smoke, well run up on me nigga when you see me (See me) <br/>Pussy (Fuck 'em) <br/>Murder on mind, I been up all night <br/>Two bad bitches tryna fuck all night <br/>Heard we was in the club, he had to duck all night <br/>I told 'em, catch 'em at the let-out, shoot his truck on sight (Rrr) <br/>Niggas ain't got it (Got it) niggas ain't 'bout it ('Bout it) <br/>Hunnid cash large, black card in my pocket (Pocket) <br/>Rose gold Richie' (Richie') I don't even rock it (Never) <br/>Brand new Benz for what? (Woo) 'Cause I don't even drive it <br/>Nigga diss, I ain't respondin', I'm like, \")
_keke-palmer-assets-oficial-video.webp "Shawty got assets <br/>Good shape, silk press, good credit, she cold <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want <br/>Shawty is an asset (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want <br/>On another level, ain't shit you could tell her <br/>She don't ever see the tag, she just throw it in the bag <br/>Mama taught her good, she can't do no wrong <br/>The epitome of class so you know they all be mad <br/>So bossy, eyes on her <br/>Face card on ten, fuck what you heard <br/>Not the type to be with everybody <br/>Stay up out the way, get to the money <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>Good shape, silk press, good credit, she cold <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want <br/>Shawty is an asset, oh (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want <br/>Real estate in LA, money in the bank <br/>I can upgrade you if I want to <br/>Not a flex, just a plate <br/>Do this everyday, this ain't nothin' new <br/>Let me show you <br/>So bossy, eyes on her <br/>Face card on ten, fuck what you heard <br/>Not the type to be with everybody <br/>Stay up out the way, get to the money <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>Good shape, silk press, good credit, she cold <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want <br/>Shawty is an asset, oh (oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh) <br/>Shawty got assets <br/>She a independent stepper, she gon' step when she want")
_drake-you-broke-my-heart.webp "Yeah <br/>Yeah <br/>(Oh, baby, don't go) <br/>(Don't go) <br/>Look <br/>Look <br/>My notepad caught many bodies <br/>Screenshots solved plenty problems <br/>Voice notes bagged plenty hotties <br/>Can't just talk to me like anybody <br/>Can't just talk to me like anybody <br/>Man, you bitches know that I'm a somebody <br/>And lil' baby bad, she got a Jung body <br/>Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah <br/>Bunch of feelings I just couldn't shake <br/>Disrespect that I just shouldn't take <br/>You just couldn't see the good in Drake <br/>Four months not a long time, but you fucked somebody, you just couldn't wait <br/>You broke my heart, you broke my heart <br/>Yeah <br/>(If you just believe) <br/>Yeah <br/>I put careers on shelves like Amazon distribution center help <br/>Really hate to call lil' broski for the dirty work, I'd rather do it by myself, grrah, grrah, grrah <br/>My tour route'll leave a lazy nigga dizzy <br/>Got more tracks than when a hair salon is busy <br/>Flow for days like that River Mississippi <br/>Freaky nigga like I sing with Pretty Ricky <br/>Huh? Yeah, yeah <br/>Got the adlibs from Smiggy <br/>Nails done, but my trigger finger itchy <br/>Clutchin' on a blicky, shit is gettin' tricky <br/>People love to diss me <br/>I hear every single thing, man, I'm all ears like I took the fam to Disney <br/>Guess that's one way to tell me that you miss me <br/>Yeah <br/>You broke my heart <br/>I had my doubts about you from the start <br/>Pushed to the edge like Vert <br/>On Instagram, diggin' up dirt <br/>You wanted smoke with me first <br/>Well, this one gon'- <br/>Yeah, this one gon' hurt <br/>Down bad boys, sad boys, I been representin' since birth <br/>Yeah, I was down bad 'bout you, but I'm 'bout to have you down worse <br/>I swear you're dead to me, does Mercedes make a hearse? <br/>Matter fact, everybody in this bitch scream out, \")
_blink-182-anthem-part-3-live-performance-video.webp "Lyrics: <br/>Everything that we’ve tried <br/>We’ll keep waking up to that light <br/>We’ll see rising of a new tide <br/>We are starting up a new life <br/>When your head is hanging too low <br/>When your heart is about to explode <br/>You can make it anywhere, go <br/>There’s no fear, when you get here, give up that ghost <br/><br/>When your dreams just seem like they’re dead <br/>like a pounding deep in your head <br/>When your job has gone to deep shit <br/>If you’ve fallen off of that list <br/>When you’re clinching both of your fists <br/>Like you aimed and then you just missed <br/>Let the record show that you’re fixed <br/>Don’t you give up now, just get up and resist <br/><br/>This time I won’t be complacent<br/>The dreams I gave up and wasted <br/>A new high, a new ride<br/>And I’m on fire <br/>My hope shit ends here tonight <br/><br/>And after you had the time of your life <br/>Flat lined and led toward the light <br/>You’ll despair the wreckage and find <br/>No one gave a fuck that you died <br/><br/>This time I won’t be complacent<br/>The dreams I gave up and wasted <br/>A new high, a new ride<br/>And I’m on fire <br/>My hope shit ends here tonight <br/><br/>It’s my high, it’s my mind <br/>All made up, it’s alright <br/>If I fall, on some nails <br/>If I win or set sail <br/>I won’t fail, I won’t fail")
_raye-oscar-winning-tears-live-at-the-royal-albert-hall.webp "Hello, it's RAYE here <br/>Please, get nice and comfortable and lock your phones <br/>Because the story is about to begin (uh) <br/>Ladies and gentlemen, I'm gonna tell you 'bout <br/>One of the many men, name is irrelevant, height is irrelevant <br/>He was a one out of a ten, I wish that I knew it then <br/>I'm still recovering <br/>Truly, I'm vulnerable, I love a sentiment <br/>Quickly I opened up, I learned my lesson then <br/>Thought I was safe again, thought he was innocent <br/>I was so wrong <br/>I can't deny <br/>I was stuck in the daze, terrible phase <br/>You was convincing, though <br/>Very believable, the role that you played <br/>So I'll take this front row seat <br/>And, baby, baby, you can go ahead <br/>Cry those Oscar-winning tears <br/>Popcorn and I scream <br/>Baby, baby, you can go ahead <br/>Cry those Oscar-winning tears, baby, hmm <br/>Oh, what a tragedy, it didn't have to be <br/>Look how you talk to me, cursing and blasphemy <br/>Cinematography, get this on camera, please <br/>Or no one gon' believe this here <br/>I can't deny <br/>I thought you were the man, but you had a plan <br/>The fuck you lying for? Fuck you crying for? <br/>You did it again (yeah, ah-ah-ah) <br/>So I'll take this front row seat <br/>And baby, baby, you can go ahead <br/>Cry those Oscar-winning tears <br/>Popcorn and I scream <br/>Baby, baby, you can go ahead <br/>Cry those Oscar-winning (tears) tears, baby <br/>You can miss me with the bullshit <br/>I can see right through your (tears) tears, baby <br/>Nine o'clock entertainment <br/>Oh, man, I wish I could tape it <br/>Sit down, no tissues <br/>No string section, no tiny violin <br/>For the last time, I'm your audience <br/>I'll take this front row seat <br/>And baby, baby, you can go ahead and cry those, baby <br/>And baby, baby, baby, would you really go ahead? <br/>And would you go ahead and just cry, cry, cry? (Tears, baby) <br/>C-cry those Oscar (Oscar) winning (winning) tears (tears), baby <br/>(Tears, baby, go ahead, cry those Oscar-winning) <br/>And after his Oscar-winning performance <br/>I left the room and never saw him again")
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