Gucci Mane Ft. Fabolous & 8Ball - Don't Make Sense Lyrics

Don't Make Sense Lyrics by Gucci Mane Ft. Fabolous & 8Ball

Now this shit real dont make no god damn sense
Police chase me ? god damn case
Ain't no room for the house for a god damn bricks
So pay the bills on the stop don't make no god damn sense
Don't make no god damn sense
Don't make no god damn sense
Don't make no god damn sense

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Childish Gambino Ft. Heems - Tell Me Lyrics

Tell Me Lyrics by Childish Gambino Ft. Heems

[Intro: Heems]
Rap rap, ahaha
Rap rap, ahaha
Hip-hop rap, ahaha
Rap, yo

[Heems]
I'm a soldier, I'm a mastermind
Flashing in the flashiest fashions that the masters buy
Passersby passing me asking me if they can match this fly
Maybe with a mastercard, ask this guy

[Childish Gambino]
I got a rush card, so I gotta stunt hard
Rush Limballin' while I'm listenin' to tune yards
Baby put your shoes on, we gon' turn the club out
Dammit I broke my foot again, I might have to sub out
Nostalgia, Ultra, you hang with vultures
Nigga we eatin' good like we Oprah's roaches
Buenos noches

[Heems]
Buenos dias
Frida Khalo, papas fritas
We eatin' good so they think we Free Masons
I'm about my paper like WB Mason
I'm about my paper like a Staples or an Office Max
Never have to off a cap, makin' money off of rap
He went from potential abortion stat
To the cat that pay his mama's mortgage cash
Lookin' fancy in a foreign flash
Chammomele tea that we pour with splash

[Childish Gambino]
Yeah, remember Frutopia? That shit was delicious
But Snapple came back around and put 'em out of business
Um, that's a Snapple fact, used to eat Apple Jacks
That's that Heems rhyme that I'm usin' for this battle rap
Still got love for you, nothin' like them other dudes
I am fly, you Hudson News
Leave MCs with cuts and bruise
Comfortable like Huxtables, but fuck eating my vegetables

[Heems]
Yo, how come they don't sell batteries on the train no more?
I guess it's cause the iPod came out
I guess it's cause the iPod came out
Yeah, I'm fresher than Samantha, strange man
Aguala catch me up in Walhala, I'll holla
I put Snapple in Vitamin Water for two bucks
Pepsi came and bought it, for nothin' like what the fuck?
I'm from National Wholesale Liquidators
Rock bottom, Odd Lot and all the haters
Does Benihana even sell wontons?
Donald just put me on a bonton

[Childish Gambino]
Yes I did man, I goddamn did
I'm five foot ten, I might just win
I'm tryin' not to die like them
Laid out in the street like Mr. Hooper, nigga
I remember havin' to eat two scoops for dinner
But it's all good, post Obama and post Ye
Three Six got an Oscar, it's all okay
Man, I beg your pardon, Trayvon Martin
Atlanta is my home, but we treated like Martians
I used to be a square like a Marlboro carton
Like, niggas wasn't callin' me nigga like last week
Only nigga in some liquor brown pants as we speak
Yeah, Gambino say it twice, ATM machine, nawmean?

Drake Ft. Chris Brown - Yamaha Mama Lyrics

Yamaha Mama Lyrics by Drake Ft. Chris Brown

[Drake]
Listen girl, you so bad and you single
What’s this I hear, we aint met yet
My name Drake and I’ma take the world over, this my year
This I swear, had my share of women that I been with
I’m young, can you blame me
I know you feel like a lot of things off limits
At least let me describe what it can be
Be faithful, I do that, not really baby girl
I’ll do that
Cause everybody break up when the cake up
We can be the couple that’ll never go through that
Yeah and if we’re ever falling off
I swear I’ll remind you that we’re not who they are
Now all I really gotta do is find you
Where you at?

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
From the east to the west, scream for me if your my number one lady
Take a lead in the race you can go fast speed it up for me baby
I’ma a G, whats next? One night with me would drive you crazy (crazy)
One night with me would drive you crazy.
Starters are you ready, take your marks and get steady
You know that its about to get heavy
Cause shes a rider (a rider)
My Yamaha mama x4
Aye aye

[Drake - Verse 2]
Tell me how I locate you
I know satellites are a breakthrough
But they don’t really lead me straight to
And I gotta arrive ‘fore somebody take you
Know there’s someone you don’t mean a lot to
And you would hate to know that I got you
I even got a speech in my head that write
and recite at the moment I spot you
Hey there, your name is?
I like that, it suits ya
I’m young but I’m different
I’m not what your used to at all
If we stop at the same red light
I’ma celebrate the fact that I found you girl
And I’ma ride for ya too as soon as it turn green
Wanna hear from all my ladies from around the world
Where you at?

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

Justin Bieber Ft. 2 Chainz, Mac Miller & Asher Roth - Boyfriend (Remix) Lyrics

Boyfriend (Remix) Lyrics by Justin Bieber Ft. 2 Chainz, Mac Miller & Asher Roth

For the new “Boyfriend (Remix),” pop sensation Justin Bieber adds a hip-hop flair, as 2 Chainz, Mac Miller and Asher Roth tack on verses of their own…

[2 Chainz]
Nine times out of ten, you a ten
If you scared, open up pills so you in
I wiggle it in, then get with your friend
Laugh now, cry later I hope you're ticklish then--
Lets figure it out, I figured it out
Shawty so thick she put a dent in my couch
Dig in my wallet, I'm diggin' her probly,
I told her lets kick it, karate! (damn)
Got a black belt on, versace! (uh)
Wanna get my eat on, hibachi!
Two chainz on with a pinkie ring
If Im your boyfriend you can have anything!
Anything, everything
I can upgrade you to better things
You hear that wedding ring?
And if you answer, we're settling

[Pre-Chorus]
I’d like to be everything you want
Hey girl, let me talk to you

[Chorus]
If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl, you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, I’d never let you go

[Mac Miller]
Yo I’m getting money, all these honeys say they love me
Buda belly, how I’m lucky, girls be rubbing on my tummy
I can be your man, get you everything you need
Have you ever had a rollie, …on your feet
And you can be my queen, couple thousands on the jeans
Cause I’m down to do some spending on the woman of my dreams
Marvin told us we should get it on, right here in the restaurant
Ain’t no point in waiting baby I can get you what you want
Leprechaun gold I got leprechaun gold,
And I came out hot like I was stepping on coals
But I never got cold, keeping extra long gold
For a rainy day, need a vacation,
Name a place we can go, where I’m tryna take you
We gonn need a boat, independent rap shit
My life is like the Beatles though,
Invest a big check to make sure you get fresh
Cause if I was your boyfriend, I’d treat you like a princess

[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]

[Asher Roth]
Now we can be like Selena and Biebs,
Wild and free, a couple, disobedient teens
Sneaking round to meet around like 2 o’clock in the ev’
Paparazzi in the … we just hot on the beach
Girl you hotter than me, let’s go fly overseas
Or just slide up in the closet, never finding the key
Cause 7 minutes in heaven ain’t enough for we’re together
Kisses to your forehead, while I slide my hands to second
Wait a second, smile …a text, I kinda be in arrest
I’m blind girl, I’m obsessed
Style and sundresses, legs and jeans short
Please pick me, love’s a team sport
I’ll be your boyfriend, jokes and pillow talk
Lay around in the undies, chill, play Tony Hawk
Dance slow in the dark, come roll with the …
Cause when I fall … hits, y’all gonna know who the cost, so JB

[Pre-Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Justin Bieber]
So give me a chance, ‘cause you’re all I need girl
Spend a week wit your boy I’ll be calling you my girlfriend
If I was your man, I’d never leave you girl
I just want to love you, and treat you right

[Chorus]
If I was your boyfriend, never let you go
Keep you on my arm girl you’d never be alone
I can be a gentleman, anything you want
If I was your boyfriend, I’d never let you go, never let you go

Na na na, na na na, na na na
Ya girl
Na na na, na na na, na na na ey
Na na na, na na na, na na na ey
Na na na, na na na, na na na ey

If I was your boyfriend.

Frank Ocean - Summer Remains Lyrics

Summer Remains Lyrics by Frank Ocean

Right hand to GExplainod
Left hand holding the jewels
And I'm swearing up and down
I'm cursing out the moon
Tide stole my youth
These creases in my brow ain't tan lines
Saltwater swole my eyes (Beachlife)
The sun's burning black and blue (On my green eyes)
Too cold this side of June

It ain't natural

Right hand in yours
Left hand holding the juice
When that jungle flower blooms
Leave it in the ground
Don't try to cut it out
The creases in your brow ain't tan lines
Saltwater swole your eyes (Beachlife)
The sun burned black and blue (On your green eyes)
Too cold this side of June

It ain't natural

I'll rebel, I'll rebel
But it ain't natural
I take care, I take care
It's just not growing well
I'm no match for you
It's not hard to tell
This isn't going well

But we're under the palm trees
Thinking heaven must be
Somewhere under these palm trees
With all the hell we're raising
At least we had the palm trees
To shade us from the ray beams
But not even the palm trees
Could save us from the flames
Summer remains

Pusha T - Exodus 23:1 Lyrics

Exodus 23:1 Lyrics by Pusha T

[hook: pusha t]
Beef is best served like steak
Well done get a gun in your face, bitch nigga
Beef will have you praying to god
Move your kids have you hiding your mom
Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas
But they ain’t killers they ain’t pullin them triggers, fuck niggas
Beef will have you keying our cars
Heartbroke yours don’t look like ours

Them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get

Them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[verse 1: pusha t]
Contract all fucked up
I guess that means you all fucked up
You signed to one nigga that signed to another nigga that’s signed to three niggas
Now that’s bad luck
Damn that shit even the odds now
You better off selling this hard now
You call it living out your dreams
You can’t fly without your wings
You get it
Jeremy scott’s are camouflaged
You can’t hide it from yourselves career sabotaged
I was really in that travel lodge
You just lying through your catalogs
Where the blood and the battle scars?
We the ones that judge juggling the gavels on
Put me to the body
First 48 put us to them bodies
Round here we don’t play that
A to the k that, spray that, lay back
You can keep your beats, nigga
We’d much rather share your bitch, nigga, bitch nigga
3 million can’t hide that
It shows in the homes i done tried that
That’s why you’ll never be my neighbors
Smile as you waving but we know you niggas hate us
Fuck you playing games for?
Don’t be scared get everything you came for
They got you talking that big shit
Little do you know we don’t miss shit
Them niggas using you as a pawn
You see they never loaded they guns
Now you out here by yourself
Ask steve jobs’ wealth don’t buy health

[hook]

Them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[pusha t]
Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get

Them niggas ain’t dying for you x2

[outro: notorious b.I.G.]
What’s beef? Beef is when you need 2 gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
Beef is when i see you
Guaranteed to be in icu, one more time
What’s beef? Beef is when you need 2 gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
Beef is when i see you
Guaranteed to be in icu, one more time.