Cold Hart – European coins Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
So tell me if I’m fucking up
To me, your love is worth more than gold
When heaven becomes too much
I’ll find a way to break them all
[Chorus]
European coins in my pocket
Chains around my heart, girl I locked it up
European coins in my pockets
Foreign tail lights, I don’t doubt it now
[Verse 2]
Holdin’ on your hand out in Poland
And my Prada from Milan (From Italy)
I watched the sunrise in Boston, Long Island
But still I’d rather be looking at you
[Chorus]
European coins in my pocket
Chains around my heart, girl I locked it up
European coins in my pockets
Foreign tail lights, I don’t doubt it now (At all)
European coins in my pocket
Chains around my heart, girl I locked it up (And it is all for you)
European coins in my pockets
Foreign tail lights, I don’t doubt it now
[Outro]
And it is all for you
Got four chains, gave two to my brothers
Last smoke from my lover

Tori Kelly – Your Words Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Your empty house, a dusty room
A photograph of me and you
A song of hope in your ear
Your smile told me that you could hear
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know that I’ll see you again
But I don’t want this to be the end
It’s hard to say goodbye
‘Cause you’re gone this time
[Chorus]
Every part of me misses
Every part of you
And with all the chaos in my world
I could really use your words
And every part of me wishes
That you could make me see different
Through all the heartache, all the hurt
I could really use your words right now
[Verse 2]
The smell of pine, forest green
A winter fire, a falling tree
And stories told from Kingston to Queens
A life of love and memories
[Pre-Chorus]
And I know that I’ll see you again
But I don’t want this to be the end
It’s hard to say goodbye
‘Cause you’re gone this time
[Chorus]
Every part of me misses
Every part of you
And with all the choas in my world
I could really use your words
And every part of me wishes
That you could make me see different
Through all the heartache, all the hurt
I could really use your words right now
[Bridge]
Heaven rejoices
Saints lift their voices
As they welcome you home, yeah
Streets are now gold for you
And God is now holding you
And you’ll never be alone
Oh, oh, no
[Chorus]
But every part of me misses
Every part of you
And with all the chaos in my world
I could really use your words

The Underachievers – No Detectives Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1 : Issa Gold]
Niggas love to scream at players while they sitting in the rafters
Step, reveal and get embarrassed like when Cass ripped up Dizaster, I’m like half Marilyn Manson
The other half a young scholastic
(?) Sid vicious, confidence of Young Mick Jacker
I be rolling stone, rest in piece to Peep whoever overdosed
We third and goal, I’m Brady off the snap
You know we going home, since last year been in my zone
Give all hell no cortizone, that nigga pops his weakness shows
The cold heat will let him know, Twisted off the gnac
While twisting up the pack, used to cop it by the half P
And move it in the trap, My nigga Juice had the weight
That nigga put us on the map don’t let the colored hair fool you
Nigga live with the strap, you can see it in the scars
Coulda died to be richer, went to jail and did a bid
While just trying to make a flip, used to push weight in crack cars Since nigga was a kid, my lil home caught a charge
And we ain’t seen him ever since (Lawd, lawd)
[Hook : AKtheSavior]
I got 2 hoes for the night, Shoutout to my exes
No detectives in that single life
Rent the coupe I’m breaking lights, Soldiers close I earn my stripes
Play your roll or pay the price
[Verse 2 : AKtheSavior]
Drop the location, Pull up in spaceship like its an invasion
AK a starter you on the bench waiting, internet beefin then step to the pavement, niggas retreat before we get to sprayin’
Just like a roach but I strike you like Raiden (Uh)
I get the bag and I stack it up stack it up that be the simple equation (Uh) Took me a Mario mushroom and leveled up
Lord be witness my niggas shoot heaven up
I don’t do regular, hot like a nebula (Uh)
She gave me top and I severed her
I be the alien and I’m the predator (Uh)
Watch me clear out the perimeter
Niggas talk loud but inside they be feminine
Open the cabinet the reefer my medicine (Uh)
Hate when they see me like nemesis
I keep it humble and reap all the benefits
She getting loose for the hell of it
I’m wearing Prada you know what that represent
She throwing it back she competitive
Soon as I hit it she losing her membership
I had to VS my tennises
Now my shit hittin like Venus and Tennis hit
[Hook (x2) : AKtheSavior]
I got 2 hoes for the night, Shoutout to my exes
No detectives in that single life
Rent the coupe I’m breaking lights, Soldiers close I earn my stripes
Play your roll or pay the price

The Underachievers – Tokyo Drift Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1 : Issa Gold]
No I don’t copy no waves
I surf on your chick while you take her on dates
I ain’t tryna slay, fuck minimum wage
We stole all the bases my nigga we safe
Keeping the grip hid it next to the waist
Kill for my niggas don’t care bout the cage
Shorty was with it don’t care what I say
She know I’m a G and she fuck with the gang (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga the coldest mack, got chicks on my almanac (Yeah, yeah)
Smoke out the cul de sac, she blitzing the quarterback (Yeah)
Never was friendly I’m straight
Nigga a lame see the hate in his face
Real ones salute all the fake can’t relate
You blowin the boof now she hit like its laced
Screaming shoutout to my niggas we safe
Look at my phone got hoes on the way
Switchin’ my lane still up for debate
Leaving the rest for my niggas to take (Facts)
I’m a superwinner with no cape
I plow a nigga down he get in the way
I roll another pound I’m liftin’ away
She top me off in whip ain’t no time to waste
[Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away
[Verse 2 : AKTHESAVIOR]
I blow the finest, only ride designer
She wanna cut so I name her katana
Live out my luggage fly like I departed
The niggas I’m with been the same since I started
AK the illest I’m just being honest
High like a pillar when I hit the chronic
I got the knowledge and turn it to power and now they say I’m ‘luminati, She got them niggas to make a deposit they layin’
We catching a body, Ain’t got no limit I’m bout it when figures is piling my niggas is down to get rowdy
Gemini I be impatient, I need a payment
Ain’t no way to get around it
Nigga you not on my wavelength, I been up training
Like Piccalo in the moutains
Green in my eyes but I don’t wear a scouter
Look at her nose its still got a lil powder
Give me that mouth and she swallow the chowder
Tell her goodnight and I pray for her father
All on my own so I don’t owe you nada
I’m in disguise when I’m rocking that prada
Been an Amiri you niggas just follow
I’m a trendsetter my style never borrowed
[Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away, Uh yeah

Gucci Mane – Hands Off Lyrics

Go)
All these furs, Gucci, shame on you (All these furs)
All this water on me, I feel like a pool (A lot of water)
You got me hot, I’ma need a fan soon (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
All night sex, it’s a full moon (Ooh, woo)
Wop, huh
[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Her)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Huh)
Hands off of you (Wow)
I can’t keep my hands off you
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I want you all for me, I know I’m selfish (Hah)
When you suck it with no hands, I feel so helpless (I’m selfish)
Tore my dawg’s hands off of you because you’re Percy
So all the purses that you rockin’ must be Hermes (Hands off)
All my diamonds clear as day, they shit be matte green (Hermes)
So much designer every day, they call it tagging (Huh?)
You hear some rap cap in my rap, then come and smack me (It’s Gucci)
Soon as my ho see Big Papa, she come attack me (No cap)
[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Her)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Huh)
Hands off of you (Wow)
I can’t keep my hands off you Play this song
[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Wop
Got, got it on smash
Bad lil’ exotic
Hitmaka
OG Parker
Huh
[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Huh)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Right now)
Hands off of you (Beautiful, huh)
I can’t keep my hands off you
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Goddamn, you got a stance on you (Well, goddamn)
I know it’s rude, I keep glancin’ at you (I know it’s rude)
You gon’ make me spend them bands on you (She gon’ make me spend them bands)
Birkin bag, let you cop ’em by the two (Go, by the twos?

Gucci Mane – Bussdown Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Wop
D-O-G
Yeah (Burr)
I just spent like seven million on rings (Seven, seven)
I got like eight Rolls Royces in my house right now
Shit gettin’ outrageous
Damn
I see you copycats out there
Yeah, I’m feeling myself, uh (Burr, burr)
[Verse]
Ain’t no way I’m squashing my beefs like Drake and Meek (Nah)
‘Cause blood done got spilled on the street, that shit was deep
Survival of the fittest, the weakest, they gettin’ eaten
Department of corrections, civilians, they gettin’ treated
Sorry to the mamas and papas I made weep (Mama)
God, thank you for the mama and papa that made me (Pop)
I don’t like makin’ no promise, I can’t keep it (Nope)
I don’t fuck with none of these niggas, that’s no secret (Nah)
I don’t fuck with holmes, and holmes don’t like me (Who, me?)
You could never cancel the gang, we too deep (It’s Gucci)
I killed the parking lot, I been wanted for ten weeks (Alright)
I pray ‘fore I sleep, then sleep with my heat
Predators nothing but prey, you ask me (Huh?)
Niggas get shot every day on GP (Gresham)
So fly, I touch down, I still ain’t touch ground (Ground)
Since I’m the emperor, rock emerald cuts now (Emerald cuts)
Count so much money, got paper cuts now
All kind of plain janes, all bustdowns (Bling)
Same nigga wouldn’t even trust your born round
Home invader hunt like we huntin’ Saddam down
Room raider, traitors can’t put they guns down (Boom)
Don’t let this shit go over your head, I dumb it down
Finesse town, he paid for a bale, he got a pound (Fuck)
Like 8Ball said, y’all pussies all lay it down (Pussy)
[Outro]
Haha, yeah
It’s Wop, burr
I’m richer, more handsome, more healthy, more cocky
Wrist more rocky, yeah
Money longer, bread stronger
My bitch badder, I got more stamina
My stash done got bananas, damn
I need to stop it, man
I’m getting delusional, bipolar, schizophrenic with the money
Wop
Bustdown, bustdown
Bustdown, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns
Bustdowns, bustdowns, bustdowns

Gucci Mane – Bottom Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Tay Keith, Wop
Gucci, yeah
Tay Keith, wow
Wop, go
[Chorus]
Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin’ with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin’ like water
I’ma be a genie in a bottle
And I’m tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got ’em drinkin’ out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it’s a brothel
Pussy so good, it’s a problem
I’ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
Fuck my opps, I shot ’em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom
[Verse 1]
I ball out without a budget
Ring size, that’s McDonald’s nuggets
These bad bitches gotta love me
I’m gon’ hit the bottom of it
Like Santa, I’m stocking stuffing
Thick rock hard, it’s up to something
Work on me like Doc McStuffins
I’m geeked up like David Ruffin
Nobody can tell me nothing
‘Til I hit her belly button
Her ex was a minute man
Two minutes, already done
Gucci Mane, I’m super rich
Bitch gotta be super thick
She pulled up, took off the trench
Nothin’ on but some Louboutins
Beatin’ it up, I’m talkin’ shit
Bottom bitch, that’s Gato bitch
All this dick, it got to fit
She gargled it and swallowed it
Slapped that ass, I left a print
She’s lovin’ it, it’s obvious
Cocaine sex, I brought a brick
To numb out her esophagus
[Chorus]
Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin’ with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin’ like water
I’ma be a genie in a bottle
And I’m tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got ’em drinkin’ out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it’s a brothel
Pussy so good, it’s a problem
I’ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
Fuck my opps, I shot ’em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom
[Verse 2]
Down South ho so cunning
Rain, sleet, snow, getting money
Lames keep calling her honey
She gon’ play ’em all like dummies
When I put it in, she running
Probably put dick in her mommy
I’ma put the D in her tummy
Don’t stop, ho, keep cumming
Late night kissing and touching
Waterfall, she so gushy
Beat it from the side, she bustin’
I done fell in love with that pussy
Big booty and a smile, don’t trust it
Millionaire drip, she crushin’
If a bitch suck me, she lucky
She a bad lil’ bitch, she bucking
[Chorus]
Shawty got a face like a model
And a frame like a Coke bottle
Big fat booty and it wobble
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Gwala got me walkin’ with a waddle
Heard that pussy drippin’ like water
I’ma be a genie in a bottle
And I’m tryna get to the bottom
El Gato got ’em drinkin’ out the bottle
Twenty, fifty girls, it’s a brothel
Pussy so good, it’s a problem
I’ma try to get to the bottom
Drop my top in autumn
Fuck my opps, I shot ’em
Trick my plug, I got him
In the pot, fork scraping at the bottom

Lil Baby – Out the Mud Lyrics

Play this song
[Intro: Future]
Cook that shit up, Quay
Lil Baby, Lil Baby, Lil Baby
I’ve been riding around, yeah, hundred times around
[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I been riding ’round in rental cars, tryna lay low
I’m a real Soulja Boy, I really play with Dracos
Fuck the whole gang, I’m out the hood, then put ’em on a payroll
Having flashbacks of hittin’ the red with the K-roll (Bow, bow)
She just had a baby for me, so I paid to get her makeover (Makeover)
I was being calm, it’s like it’s there for me to takeover (Takeover)
180 on the Range Rover, 400 on a road show (Wow)
300 on a G-Wagon (Wow), I’m a big dog, you can add it up
Something wrong with him, he ain’t add it up
We laugh at them, they mad at us
It’s a home run, I’m batter up
My earrings like baseballs
Clout-chasers, I hate y’all
I don’t see people like Ray Charles
Where I’m from, we don’t do fraud
You’re a kingpin or a taker (Woah)
[Chorus: Lil Baby & Future]
I just bought a bust down, can’t wait to hold it up (Hold it up)
All these Percs won’t stay down, I keep on throwing up (Throwing up)
Youngin ain’t gon’ play with him, he did it off of love (Yeah)
I feel like it’s different when you got it out the mud
I just bought a bust down, can’t wait to hold it up (Yeah)
All these Percs won’t stay down, I keep on throwing up (Yeah)
Youngin ain’t gon’ play with him, he did it off of love (Racks)
I feel like it’s different when you got it out the mud
[Verse 2: Future]
Street love nigga, street niggas call me Pluto
Really I’m a trap nigga, I can wrap a kilo (Yeah)
Sippin’ sizzurp (Yeah), took me number one, no promo (Yeah)
I’m in spaceships (Yeah), I’m the boss on a new low (Yeah, yeah)
Huh, I’m in the Phantom with the stars, feel like Fabo (Yeah)
Huh, I got million dollar stars on my payroll (Huh, yeah)
I feel like you different once you make it out the mud (Yeah)
Got a brand new Richard, I can’t wait to hold it up
VV cut it up, got new baguettes in it, cut it up (Ooh)
One (Crrt) call, that’s all (Brrt) pu-pullin’ up (Ooh)
It’s bad, make a bad-bad bitch call up and quit her job (Yeah)
Where I’m from, you either gotta murder, if you make it out you a God (God)
[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I just bought a bust down, can’t wait to hold it up (Hold it up)
All these Percs won’t stay down, I keep on throwing up (Yeah)
Youngin ain’t gon’ play with him, he did it off of love (Off of love)
I feel like it’s different when you got it out the mud (Yeah)
I just bought a bust down, can’t wait to hold it up (Yeah)
All these Percs won’t stay down, I keep on throwing up (Yeah)
Youngin ain’t gon’ play with him, he did it off of love (Off of love)
I feel like it’s different when you got it out the mud (Out the mud)
[Outro: Future]
Got the plug
After what you did for me, get it out the mud
Youngin ain’t gon’ play with him, he did it off of love
I just bought a bust down, can’t wait to hold it up

Gucci Mane – Upgrade Lyrics

Diamonds in my figaro, run circles ’round a square, ho
She don’t wanna downgrade, she’s Gucci Mane LaFlare’s ho
Head on the yacht, cool, fuck me on the chair, ooh
Suck me in the air, woah, baby got a rare throat
Hard dog, black crow, passenger, ass swole
North Pole, ice froze, red paint, good scroll
[Chorus: Navé Monjo]
Don’t need no upgrade, ’cause you’re my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with you, girl, I like the way you’re shaped
Ain’t wasting no time, I’ma fuck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you
[Outro: Navé Monjo]
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
(J. Play this song
[Intro: Gucci Mane & Navé Monjo]
Huh
Ain’t nobody like you
Wow, huh
[Chorus: Navé Monjo]
Don’t need no upgrade, ’cause you’re my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with you, girl, I like the way you’re shaped
Ain’t wasting no time, I’ma fuck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you constantly, girl, I can’t even lie
Be to hard to leave you ‘lone, baby, I can’t even try
Yeah, your looks the first thing captured me, girl, I can’t even lie
Way your gap keep lookin’ at me, hard for me look in your eyes
Fuck your friends, don’t tell ’em shit ’bout me, them bitches love to pry (It’s Gucci)
Never met a nigga half of me, they devils in disguise
All the stupid shit I do, I wish I knew the reason why
All the things I put you through, I know that you my ride or die
Heard the cops was lookin’ for me, you know you my alabi
Know it’s hard to love me sometimes and you tryin’ hard not to cry
Every day my life is wonderful and you the reason why
I get too cocky, man, I’m feeling myself, I need some humble pie
[Chorus: Navé Monjo]
Don’t need no upgrade, ’cause you’re my upgrade
You taste like strawberry with sugar on top and some whipped cream
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with you, girl, I like the way you’re shaped
Ain’t wasting no time, I’ma fuck you right now, freaking to Jodeci
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you (Upgrade, upgrade)
Ain’t nobody like you
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I know anything that I want, I can get it though
I know you was special, when I met you I admitted though
I told you how it gotta be and you said you was with it, so
I can peep by the convo, you not no silly ho
Yeah, I own all the cars you seen in the video
Do you know you lookin’ at a cold-hearted gigolo? White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh)
Ain’t nobody like
Ain’t nobody like you

Lupe Fiasco – Run Game Lyrics

What you know about a superstar
Like I R, your man’s VIP (Uh)
Let me pour you a little more champ-e-i-nee
Just from yellow bottles, I’m anti- [IC?]
I’m just itchin’ to hand your car key
Ever driven a drop, not, well come, give it a shot
[Chorus:]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it’s my range
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
[Verse 2]
Playboy’s back in your ear (Uh)
Fresh from Bloomingdale’s with a bag full of gear (Uh)
Yes to [?] here, sex to sleep here (Uh)
Nah, understand, I’m just blessed to be here, yeah (Uh)
Happy to be in the same section
Now take my wallet like you’re Jane Jetson (Uh-huh)
And you and your best friend go get dressed
In the finest designers you can find
Rendevous at the Westin
So I can do a little more flexin’
Count my money in front of ya
Let you wear my chain
Act funny in front for ya
Let you tell me it’s the time of the month for ya
Both y’all?, Okay
I can wait
It’s cool
Y’all wanna go to the pool
Well, here’s bikini money
More bank for some shoes
[Chorus]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it’s my range
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
[Verse 3]
The reality is I know exactly what my salary is
And I can’t afford to play myself
Rather play myself, trick off, and pay myself
Before I break myself to make her take off belt (Nah)
We can go shopping (Yeah)
Or we can roll around in the drop, boo (Yeah)
You can hold it down from the top, boo (Yeah)
So please understand that my buck stops here
I don’t need you
Why should I succumb to the power of the P U
Frontin’ to intrigue you
Something for your peoples
I seen it coming like previews
So I started dumbing to deceive you
And make you fall for the okay-doke
Ooh, I must admit this was mostly hoax
I mean, I stopped pushing ranges when I was 17
Now it’s about Porsches, forest green
[Chorus]
I just came to run game
Flash my watch and show off my chain
Let her know it’s my range
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
Look, so this what we do
You, me, and her go back to my room
To chop game, pop a bottle or two
I’m just playin’, I’m just sayin’
(That ain’t me) Play this song
[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
F and F (yeah)
Lupe (yeah)
I’m just sayin’, I’m just sayin’ (You know how we do)
You know how we do (Just playin’)
Uh huh
This is what I like (Just a little bit)
[Verse 1]
I ain’t came to do much
Untuck my chain and spend a few bucks
Dap a new dame and keep the jewels up
Maintain a ‘do and bring the shoes up
I’m just tryna keep yo new love
You know how Lu’ does
You move like I move [ga?]
Man, she’s so foxy cute
Can’t wait to Versace suit her
So in approximately five, four, three, two, one
What up hon? What your know about your future?