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Sunday, August 12, 2018

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj Ft. Labrinth & Eminem – Majesty



MAJESTY LYRICS BY NICKI MINAJ FT. LABRINTH & EMINEM

[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
’Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now
The G5’ll get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin’ like crack, I’m sellin’ powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue
I’m buyin’ buildings, we don’t buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh
[Refrain: Labrinth]
‘Cause I’m a sucker for you
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?
I smoke ’em like hippies now
They see me, say, “Yippie,” now
Homes runnin’ like Griffey now
They switchin’ like sissies now
You N!ggas is iffy now
B!tches’ tune switchin’ up
We take ’em to Jiffy now
I’m thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin’ like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His misses like sippy now, uh
[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Interlude: Eminem]
She invites me to the condo
Uh-oh—wifey’s in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece—but she’s also someone’s wife
So time we spend is borrowed
But it’s our moment
Right here, F.uck tomorrow
‘Cause moments like these are to die for
And she’s clear all
Nice and easy as hair when I’m bleaching it blonde
So we got that lightning in a bottle
[Verse 3: Eminem]
She’s tipsy, I’m sober
So she gets a chip on her shoulder
Sits on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on
She goes, “All that old school hip-hop is so F.ucked
Think that Sh!t’s got pneumonia.”
I told her, “B!tch, now, just hold up.”
That’s why rap needs a doctor
Our genre’s lymph nodes are swole up
It’s time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis
‘Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts
That’s why Tribe is so vital—we need Q-Tip for the culture
Speed it up a little bit
You ain’t dealin’ with a F.uckin’ featherweight
I used to medicate until I’d get a F.uckin’ bellyache
And now I’m finna step on the pedal, don’t wanna ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate
The men up with the pen, I’ll make the mothaF.ucker detonate
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate
And re-develop hella weights, and I’ma get a special place, now
Take a ride with me, hop into my time machine
I’ma take the driver’s seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I’m a meteorite and mothaF.uck love, F.uck a knee to your right and be behind
I’m a human encyclopedia
I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you’re never gonna reach these heights, they’re just too high to reach it
I ain’t even reached my F.uckin’ highest
You better pick another game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna decide to cheat
‘Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek
Am I indeed the last of a dying breed?
Even if you fire-breathing, Sh!t you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I’m back to rule the kingdom of F.uck it
Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it
Let me keep it one hundred, two things shouldn’t be your themes of discussion
The queen and her husband, last thing you’re gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah
[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo, let me hit you back
Told ’em I’d get you back
I know you sittin’ there just thinkin’ ’bout who did you that
I am who did you that
You trippin’, did you pack?
Can’t post on Nicki block unless you sellin’ Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Nicki this Nicki that, all these B!tches piggyback
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
How dare all them mirror my style
The mandem want digits for dial
Inna the dance, we a go skin out time now
I wanna come on, just suicidal
Yeah, on the real I’m these B!tches’ idol
Gotta be dumb to make me your rival
‘Cause I’m too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say your prayers ’cause you ’bout to die slow
Die slow, die slow
Jealousy is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die slow
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow

[LYRICS]: Olamide – Puna (Freestyle)



PUNA FREESTYLE LYRICS BY OLAMIDE

(PRELUDE)
Shabalistic, shabali, shab shab……
sha sha sha………..
(VERSE 1)
My my girl you bad, girl you dirty
Do snake whine for me like R.kelly, is that designer ring on your belly
Girl you role on make I be your nelly
Come come to the center show like telly
If you not bad don’t call my celly
If you not sleek, nor sleek like jelly sleek like jelly, oya sleek like jelly
What about that, bring that thing up just like that
Baby girl balance to, top left and right lemme ka wiper
Fine girl you you bad like Riri, bad like Cardi
She want to bend low, she frowning face like Bello

DOWNLOAD AUDIO HERE

(CHORUS)
Wake up in the morning [Puna], Ring ring on my celly [Puna]
Open Instagram [Puna], Then I go Twitter [Puna]
Then I check Facebook [Puna], kilo wa de bayi [Puna]
Won fe pami [Puna], kilode [Puna] bayi [Puna, …….]
(HOOK)
Puna, Puna, Puna
Puna, Puna, Puna, Puna
(VERSE 2)
My girl push like you are in the labour room
God bless you, everything favour you
Man them are spend all the money on you, money on you
All the money on you
My man Dem them run the street, my girl Dem them run the world
My man Dem all olowo, your man Dem them oloowo
(CHORUS)
Wake up in the morning [Puna], Ring ring on my celly [Puna]
Open Instagram [Puna], Then I go Twitter [Puna]
Then I check Facebook [Puna], kilo wa de bayi [Puna]
Won fe pami [Puna], kilode [Puna] bayi [Puna, …….]
(HOOK)
Puna, Puna, Puna
Puna, Puna, Puna, Puna
(VERSE 3)
Be my, be my carli girl now
Baby wo moti pe now
Baby the way you dey bend down, make me want to surrender
Surrender, Surrender, Surrender, Surrender
(CHORUS)
Wake up in the morning [Puna], Ring ring on my celly [Puna]
Open Instagram [Puna], Then I go Twitter [Puna]
Then I check Facebook [Puna], kilo wa de bayi [Puna]
Won fe pami [Puna], kilode [Puna] bayi [Puna, …….]
(FINALE AND HOOK)
Puna, Puna, Puna
Puna, Puna, Puna, Puna

[MUSIC]: Kanye West – XTCY (+ Lyrics)



Fresh from the stables of G.O.O.D music, here’s “XTCY” by Kanye West.
The song was unveiled by the legendary DJ Clark Kent who announced on Twitter that he was in the studio with Kanye and was given the go ahead to release the song.
XTCY” features a sampled beat and sounds of a girl moaning. It also comes along with the above photo as the artwork which is a snap from Kylie’s 21st birthday party. Only ‘Ye would do this.
Download Kanye West XTCY Mp3 below.

DOWNLOAD MP3: KANYE WEST – XTCY


XTCY LYRICS BY KANYE WEST.

[Intro]
I want you to
Come to me
Ecstasy
Uh, Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Extacy
[Verse 1]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of them
You got a sister in law you would smash? I got 4 of them
D–n, those is your sisters
You did something unholy to them pictures
D–n, you need to be locked up
Nah—we need a bigger hot tub
[Hook/Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
Time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
She got a smart phone but her dumb a-s
I thought of all this on Ecstasy
[Verse 2]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of them
You remember bad b—–s that you smashed? I recorded them
She said f–k weed, cause she love X
If she succeed, that’s a success
If a girl c-m, that’s a f–k fest
And we gon’ score 100 on this drug test
[Hook/Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
It’s time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
You got a smart phone but your dumb a-s
I thought of all this on Ecstasy “perfect!”
[Interlude]
F—–g around “woo!, skrt!”
Whoopity-whoop
Whoopity-whoop scoop-p–p-woop-toop
Scoopity-whoop loot, looty loot-loot
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
[Verse 3]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of them
Han? “skrt!”
You see them escorts, I escorted them “scooty-woot!”
While you were tripping, I resorted them “woop!”
Then I kicked them out, I got bored of them “woop!”
[Hook/Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
Time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
You got a smart phone but a dumb a-s
I thought of all this on Ecstasy

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj – 2 Lit 2 Late Interlude



2 LIT 2 LATE INTERLUDE LYRICS BY NICKI MINAJ

[Verse]
I said I’m cool on it, baby, yeah, I’m straight
You say it’s love, I don’t it want it, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
You do too much, too little, yeah, too late
[Chorus]
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late
Boy, you’re too much, I’m cool on it, I’m straight
[Outro]
You shoulda been listenin’, listenin’ in
Too busy glistenin’, glistenin’ in
Why you ain’t listen then, listen back then?
Now you’re too much, too little, yeah, too late

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj – Miami


MIAMI LYRICS BY NICKI MINAJ

[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and Sh!t
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
N!gga’s know my B!tches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I flew in from Trinidad, peep this N!gga pressin’
I think that he popped a molly ’cause look how he sweatin’
I’ma let my N!ggas rob him as soon as it set in
None of you bum B!tches can sit with me and Gretchen
It’s the biggest, a B!tch ain’t cough one time
It’s the sickest, I don’t ever clique up
But they know who the clique is
Fast little B!tches, but of course I’m the quickest
Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is?
[Interlude: Patty Duke]
Ayo, queen, got the customers out here man
They lovin’ this Sh!t, man, they lovin’ this Sh!t, man
Where you at man, where you at man?
We need you here, man, I know you in Miami
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
N!gga’s know my B!tches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties, that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, you could take all of my B!tches out to Abu Dhabi
Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati
You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody
If we F.uck your Sh!t up, OMG, I’m very sorry
You could call me Barbie, ’cause I look just like a dolly
Yes, I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle
Since I finished her, my N!ggas call me the finale
I’m a busy B!tch, I’m filthy rich, no time to polly
Ayo, swerve to the palace, this the Queen’s like it’s Hollis
Put 15 million dollars, on it, ask LL, I’m doin’ it
Don’t get cute and ruin it, all my skill, I hone it
I pity opponents, it look easy don’t it
(It look easy don’t it, it look easy don’t it)
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
N!gga’s know my B!tches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty
[Outro: Patty Duke]
Yo, Nick, what’s good? This ya boy Patty Duke
Man, you already know we got Sh!t movin’ out here, man
That these B!tches ain’t F.uckin’ wit’ you
They ain’t F.uckin’ wit’ the team, man, all of ’em, man
‘Cause N!ggas know that bag heavy, boy, that bag heavy
N!ggas get the F.uckin’ drop round here
Queens get the money, man
Never fakin’ it, always makin’ it, yerrr
Iconic Sh!t, man

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj – Inspirations



INSPIRATIONS OUTRO LYRICS BY NICKI MINAJ

[Verse]
Capleton, Beenie Man, Mavado, uh oh
Sizzla Kalonji, Kartel, Buju, go so
Supercat, all over his Ferragamo, I know
Destra Garcia, Machel Montano, Jah know
Ninja Man, Lady Saw, Spice, Tanya, Patra
DJ pull up, Bounty Killer, uh-huh
Bunji Garlin, Fay-Ann Lyons
Anything we wear, girl go on and tryin’ (okay)
Bless up, Bob Marley, yes, king lion
Marchin’ with Lauryn Hill to Zion
Caribbean tings what I am
Me and Fox gettin’ paper like we ain’t tryin’
[Outro]
Bun up the dance
Bun up the dance
Bun up the dance
Bun up, bun up the dance, bun up

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj Ft. Foxy Brown – Coco Chanel


COCO CHANEL LYRICS BY  FT. 

[Intro: Foxy Brown, Nicki Minaj & JBeatzzz]
Whole lotta gang Sh!t
Beatz
Oh, uh, ugh, ayo Chun, ayo Chun
We back on that Coco Sh!t, N!gga, number one, uh
Whole lotta gang Sh!t
Haha, every B!tch bloodclaat, girl
Oh, ayy yo, uh, Brooklyn!
Kick for my stomach, let’s go!
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t F.uck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
N!ggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, if I’m in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it
If I tell ’em eat food, then they make a snack of it
If they take your cocaine then they make a crack of it
If they grab your gold chain then they make a plaque of it
Know we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it
Put a couple racks on it, they gon’ put the wH@ck on it
She got the Nicki bundles, word to Stack on it
That’s word to Brooknam, that’s word to Bucktown
That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to uptown
You know I shine on ’em, I spray sheen on ’em
That’s word to southside, Jamaica, Queens on ’em
I’m mad Queens on ’em, with mad schemes on ’em
I never scale back, the triple beams on ’em
My ice gleams on ’em, Wu-Tang creams on ’em
I pull up on the block bumpin’ Biggie “Dreams” on ’em
A N!gga greased on ’em, but I freezed on ’em
I light breezed on ’em, I might breeze on ’em
Might do it like it’s Christmas and light trees on ’em
I see the copycats bitin’ my steez on ’em
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t F.uck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
N!ggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 2: Foxy Brown & Nicki Minaj]
Gimme some bloodclaat gunshots
Brooklyn where the F.uck we at? Flatbush, Bed-Stuy
That’s my word to Big, I’ma murder them rasclaats
All black Chloe straps, gally I’ma skully to the back
F.uck my ratchet at? Come make me dutty that
Puss dem I chat ’bout, back like I never left
Went down when I come ’round, all y’all B!tches bow down
King fox, King Kong, back on my Trini, N!gga
Valentino bling thong, all y’all B!tches duck me, F.uck
Nick, come F.uck it up, bad gyal a back it up
Coco ‘pon my foot dem, C’s pon my likkle pretty red bow
See dem buss one for baby, see dem, chugh!
pu$$y whine chime, ay, ay, ay, ay
The bloodclaat this, the Moet let me die
Them B!tches in them bum-ass Louis thigh highs
I’m on my clip, new [?], Van Herpen [?]
Gun slingers, let me see y’all gun fingers
Y’all B!tches D!ck riders
Little Nicki’s, little Inga’s, woah!
[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
He got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t F.uck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
N!ggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Foxy plus one, it’s me young Chun
And me, I can F.uck up the place, I’m done
So tell ’em run, come and bring a lump sum
Ayo Fox, they don’t make us or break us, word to young guns
Put your hands up
Unless they ever do it, tell’ em fi recognize
Unuh dem fi fi real vibes
They call me Ms. B!tch, but I don’t miss, B!tch
Got real shooters, better D up, guys
Who me? I’m physically fine
Who she? It’s like we know she dyin’
B!tch ain’t see Billboard in 2017
Had to drop Queen on ’em like a guillotine
All these jealous B!tches on the jelly team
Keepin’ it a hundred, that’s a jelly bean
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj – Come See About Me



COME SEE ABOUT ME LYRICS BY NICKI MINAJ

[Verse 1]
Come, come see what I’ve been up to
Come, come see about me
I know you’ve had a lot of work to do
Oooh, you got used to things without me baby
Yeah, you got used to every thing I never did
You got sick of being sick of all my flaws
You got over all the pain I ever caused
And I didn’t mean it, no, but
[Pre-Chorus]
They say it’s all what you make it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
So please don’t try to deny me of that, no
You know my heart couldn’t take it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love you can’t fake it
See baby, oooh you know I need you to…
[Chorus]
Come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Know it can’t always be about me
Just come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
I’m doing good boy
I’m up where we belong at
You know I’m still trying to find where we went wrong at
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
It won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah
[Verse 2]
Want you to see how much I changed up
Oooh, I just hope I’m not too late
I know you’re hesitant about it but
I got a lot I wanna say to you
Hate that I could never measure up
Hate that I could never be the one you needed
‘Cause now I’m the one who needs you, but baby
[Pre-Chorus]
They say it’s all what you make it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
So please don’t try to deny me of that, no
You know my heart couldn’t take it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
See baby, ooh you know I need you to…
[Chorus]
Come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Know it can’t always be about me
Just come, come see about me (Right here)
Come, come see about me (Right here)
I’m doing good boy
I’m up where we belong at
You know I’m still trying to find where we went wrong at
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
It won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah
(About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me…)
[Chorus]
Come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Know it can’t always be about me
Just come, come see about me (Right here)
Come, come see about me (Right here)
I’m doing good boy
I’m up where we belong at
You know I’m still trying to find where we went wrong at
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
It won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah

[LYRICS]: Nicki Minaj – Nip Tuck



NIP TUCK LYRICS BY 

[Intro]
Gave you everything, everything, everything, everything, everything
[Chorus]
Gave you everything, yeah
Think I need to take it all back
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And that’s on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you (brr)
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you
[Verse 1]
Hmm
Saying used to curve to N!ggas like you
Skrr, skrr, swerve N!ggas like you
Even though I heard what you might do
I didn’t get concerned ’cause I liked you
But no, no, I can’t hide who you are
I can’t lie, it’s too hard (so hard, so hard)
I need more than what you got from me
You want a bad B!tch, and new cars
[Chorus]
Darling, I give you everything, yeah
Think I need to take it all back (Take it all back)
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And that’s on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you
[Verse 2]
I know how to flip N!ggas like you
I get petty and clip N!ggas like you
F.uck around and forget N!ggas like you
Promise I could never miss N!ggas like you
So no, no
Feeling’s fading away
I can’t hear what you say
I need more than what you got for me
You got a bad B!tch, you won’t stay
[Chorus]
Darling, I give you everything, yeah
You gon’ need to take it all back (Take it all back)
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And thats on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you, oh
[Verse 3]
Yo, give up on ’em, I don’t even wanna get up on ’em
And I ain’t tryna work it out
But I’m at the gym on a mat doin’ sits ups on ’em
You let yourself go, you don’t represent O’
So trust me just go
You settle for less, yo, you disrespectful
You were special, the new you just dull
So cut all that bull and nerve of me too
Come off my pedestal
Come off my pedestal, money off that edible
Which means them bags stacked high
You ain’t get the drive, my N!gga ya pedal stalled
You said you wept uh, everyday a queen you slept on
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout your mattresses but um you the typa player I press eject on
I can’t believe you played for that long
I never re-respected nobody
I never needed you, you must’ve thought I did
I should have copped the stick but I’m teflon
Pressed on, headstrong, sex the bomb
Dreams of a bad B!tch tryna F a don
If it’s word bond any one of sex icons
If he bust down, I don’t wanna waste my time
Who the F.uck you thought you was, tryna stunt on Nick?
Should have put you on blast like a gun on hip
But it’s okay, we gon’ keep secrets N!gga
‘Cause a true bad B!tch ain’t weak or bitter

Saturday, August 04, 2018

LYRICS : FAIZE YI BY REMINISCE FT. FALZ & SHODYTHETURNUPKING




[Intro] 
Sess the problem kid
Remi
Falz the bahd guy
Shody the turn up king!
Ibile
[Reminisce] 
Awon omo small girl big God
We know what you really want is big rod
Mo ri yin ni ikeja t’ewo flip flop
Told me you’re going for a quick jog
Fit fam, slay mama
Awon recent photograph mi, I’m slay papa
G-boy l’oko slay mama, rapper l’oko actress
I promise you, you will like my mattress
Mo mo Iyabo Ojo, mo mo Mercy
Ini Edo, Odunlade [?] 
See I don’t usually do this
E duro na, e ka’we bosi Massachusettes
Ab’eyin ni mo ri nigba kan
Ninu supermarket t’eti n’ra nkan
Bi Ebi pe sanwo e tun ja gan
Mi ba foot bill yin, but emi ti fa nkan

[Falz & ShodyTheTurnUpKing] 
Aunty o da pe, mo mo Face yi
Bhet, I can’t really place it
Eyan [?] , Eyan Van Nistelroy
Ehn Ehn, o da pe mo mo Face Yi naw
E ma n shey film right?
Eyan [?] 
No wonder mo so pe mo mo Face yi jo
Shebi eyin mo [?] 
Eyan Kendrick Lawal
Shey mo get e
Ehn Ehn, mo so pe mo mo Face yi se
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Ahn ahn, you’re a movie star, Eyan [?] 
A tun play pelu Cheryshev
O da pe, e ma n club ni quilox
Tori catwalking yi serious
O mo mo Face yi mo promise
Okay aburo Rita Dominic
You finish from Unilag at least
That you use to carry Gucci Bag like this
Student union are you the treasurer
Are you not the one that is dating our lecturer
E fe jo Omo Tobago Trinadad
O fe jo pe ati meet ni [?] 
Nigba ti mo base ni Atlanta
Although mo ri face yin Ghana
Emi pelu yin ni History
I think I met you on a eatery
Victoria Island one evening
You’re pricing scotch egg one fifty
Aunty o da pe, mo mo Face yi
Bhet, I can’t really place it
Eyan [?] , Eyan Van Nistelroy
Ehn Ehn, o da pe mo mo Face Yi naw
E ma n shey film right?
Eyan [?] 
No wonder mo so pe mo mo Face yi jo
Shebi eyin mo [?] 
Eyan Kendrick Lawal
Shey mo get e
Ehn Ehn, mo so pe mo mo Face yi se
Ahn ahn, you’re a movie star, Eyan [?] 
A tun play pelu Cheryshev
[Outro] 
Excuse me pretty damsel, o da pe mo mo Face yi naw
E ma n shey bi blue film bayi
So much soap, no man enjoy program yin o
Eje n ni number yin now, but no wa in haste
E take care

Saturday, July 21, 2018

Lyrics: 1998 TRUMAN BROCKHAMPTON

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[Video Intro: Milos Mihajlov]
Mоjе име jе Mилош Михаjлов И моји ПРИЈАТЕЉИ КАЖУ ДА НЕ ПРИЧАМ

[Intro: Jim Jones]
"You’re not free with your Cadillac! You’re doing just exactly what the Man wants you to do: Buy his goods, so you’ll never have any real economic freedom. He wants you to buy everything he advertises on TV, so he’ll keep you perpetually owing your soul to the company store. You’re not free, you’re a slave!"

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood]
Gimme no drugs, lend me some love
Tonight, while I'm in this club
Lonely as fuck, with my thugs
And we looking for that buzz
Gimme no drugs, lend me some love
Tonight, while I'm in this club
Lonely as fuck, with my thugs
And we looking for that buzz


[Verse 1: Joba]
What's with these superficial people from my past?
Dancin' 'round the fact that I did everything the motherfuckers bet against
They be like, "Gather 'round, place your bets!
This young man won't ever be shit!"
Well my bad, I guess I just pursued this shit
While you chose to settle down to have some kids

I mean, it's okay to fall in line, just don't look back
That's a long ass line that I'm not in
I just never found the time, or had the chance
Truth is, you can kiss my ass
Never been the one to bow down
Never been the one to air out
Any situation, but right now
When it's all your fault, I'm here now

[Chorus: Merlyn Wood]
Gimme no drugs, lend me some love
Tonight, while I'm in this club
Lonely as fuck, with my thugs
And we looking for that buzz
Gimme no drugs, lend me some love
Tonight, while I'm in this club
Lonely as fuck, with my thugs
And we looking for that buzz


[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Thrift like a five hundred discount
I move it, I move it like Madagascar
Flip it like eight ball to inside of nose, it get raw

Bloody leaf color like fall
When you were calling, they said I'll be nothing
Well, suck on my dick and then lick on my balls
They try to pin me down, they try to bind me
And they try to kill me like Anna Nicole

Th-th-they want the boot of my car
Pussy boy like booty call
Money quick like auctioneer
Look what we did in a year
You need a neutral career
I hate on myself when I look in the mirror
Hear them lil' voices all up in my ear
Why do I care how I look?
Why do I care what they say?
I do not care what they say


[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Nowadays, everybody wanna talk (Man, they talk too much!)
They forgot how to listen (listen!)

'Til the prophets arisen
We mix new edition with nuclear fission
I don't do auditions, I don't ask permission
Ain't no politician, don't ask my opinion
You got an addiction to what ain’t your business
Make the admission, I make like magicians
And hit my Houdini

Why they so soft like linguine?
I murder this music routinely
I know that you see me
Don't see you searching the meaning
I think that’s why you won't believe and
The future is leaning
Revolutions started streaming
The reason why you see me beaming
I'm dreaming of making moves like the government
You better think about who you fucking with
Get back

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't
Don't talk back
Don't talk back, boy, don't

[Verse 4: bearface]
(Free) Oh, your love
Won't you come this close to me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Be with me now that you're free (free, free)
Oh yeah (yeah)
Won't you come this close to me?
Baby, baby, yeah


[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
And if I could erase who you thought I was
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
And if I could erase who you thought I was
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
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