Tinashe – Me So Bad (feat. French Montana & Ty Dolla $ign)

Sound! [Intro]
Montana
Right Now Sound, (Woah)
Hitmaka! [Verse 1: Tinashe]
I know you want my free time
I know that we don’t play, play, play, play
I’m walking on a thin line
I’m hoping that it break, break, break, break, break
I’m tryna give you FaceTime (yeah)
Don’t mean you wanna wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
I want a better bassline, I want a better bassline
[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no, yeah
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last
[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla Sign]
Running out of words to say
No talking girl, I came to play
Drop top, jumped in the wraith
Yeah, yeah
I want it face down
Turn around let me lay down
Until you want another round let me taste that
Ye
[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last
[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad
Come get this body
[Verse 3: French Montana]
Senorita, señor-senorita
Sh-Shorty give me head like a mind reader
Overseas and [?], no rain checks
Once I showed her the safe
She ain’t want no safe sex
AOD with the rain jacket
She a savage, Louis vintage baggage
You know we the flyest that’s a fact
And I need a new crib for the plaques
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & Tinashe]
Quit all that stalling, I got what you need right now
And I want to feel it
Trying to take you higher than the ceiling
Quit all that stalling, got what you need right now
Yeah, I want to feel it
Oh you got me caught up in my feelings, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Don’t be faking, faking, no
Say you looking for someone that’ll last
I know you looking for someone that’ll last
[Chorus: Tinashe]
You want some me so bad
You want some me so bad (you know I’m on my way boy)
Come get this body
You want some me so bad (me so bad)
You want some me so bad
Come get this body

Jay 305 – Yuck It Up (Uncensored)

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww
I like that / fuck it up (5x)
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

[Verse 1]
Thigh tat / pussy fat/ I like that / ohh
Work that/ twerk that/ throw it back/ ooohh
Look at that / I want that / Gimmie that Ah/ oh / ah/ yea / Look I made this song for you baby/ I’m comin after you/
I seen yo instagram page / I had to follow you…You heard that my dick game is crazy / Dr.D With the ladies/ I see you ridin Mercedes & baby/ ya bomb

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww
I like that / fuck it up 5x
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

[Verse 2]
All the / Bad bitches / in the city / they know me
Want me/ they owe me/ gone head/ Fuck it up
AOD, Kod, magic city , Stadium/ stacks on me/ 26 inch weave oh baby wuz hannin/ I can see yo nipple ring /
Oooh you nasty/ pussy poppin / I like it sloppy/ oooh you classy/ ooooh I’m daddy/ Play house in yo mouth/ I like it freaky / stick it out / ooooowwww

[Hook]
Both Hands /on your knees/ Gone Head / Fuck it up
Left Cheek / Right cheek /Gone head / Fuck it up
Not you but her / come here / Fuck it up
Tongue out / oowww I like that / fuck it up (5x)
Not you on yo knees / gone head / fuck it up (5x)
Both hands on yo knees Ooowww

Juicy J – Gimme Gimme (feat. Slim Jxmmi)

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme
You know this Lamborghini faster than your hemi
I’m just a Memphis nigga balling like I’m Penny
Fuck a bitch for bout 2 hours off the Henny
Rich nigga credit card got no limits
I just bought a condo, cost 2 mil to be a tenant
Bitch I’m dripping so much sauce your bitch might take up swimming
I be smoking back to back to back, I’m still not finished
Gold around my neck, I won the real nigga Olympics
When I wear all my shit they be like Juicy that’s too many
Your bitch get pennies and plenty Remys
Now that bitch running like a track meet after the Bentley
She like

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Bitch get it right, my name Jxmmi
Ball hard, bitch you know I just bought Physx
Failed class so I never went to physics
Gimme gimme
Real Gucci, no gimmick
Niggas don’t get it, they be balling, they got limits
I’ma leave ’em broke, you know I’ma leave ’em broke
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Give me space, give me space, give me space
I on Rodeo drive, I’m bout to blow like 30k
My pockets full of hundreds, I got money in the bank
Bitch I’m all in AOD, they getting naked while I drink

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Outro: Slim Jxmmi]
Mike Will fuck wit’ me
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes

TRAVIS SCOTT – beibs In The Trap lyrics

That coca

I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, the shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it
Told Frost bring the water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she’s snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I’mma get more

Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy
Help it, please
Beast, beast it
Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me
Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah yeah)
I’m lit, like Nick, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ’em (yeah)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rollin’ on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Ooo

Travis Scott – beibs In The Trap lyrics

itemid=”http://www.directlyrics.com/travis-scott-artist.html”>TRAVIS SCOTT beibs In The Trap lyrics

That coca

I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, the shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it
Told Frost bring the water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she’s snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I’mma get more

Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy
Help it, please
Beast, beast it
Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me
Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah yeah)
I’m lit, like Nick, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ’em (yeah)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rollin’ on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Ooo

Travi$ Scott – Biebs In The Trap (feat. Nav)

[Intro: Nav]
That coca

[Hook: Nav]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, the shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

[Verse 1: Nav]
I just poured a 8 in a liter
Got a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for a phone I ain’t seen it
Told Frost bring the water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked all my bros, she’s snorting the snow (that coca)
Now she’s touching her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
Fuck it, I’mma get more

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Nightmares, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes, spotlight, pull up, nice guy
Help it, please
Beast, beast it
Bite me, ride me, strike me, indict me
Snipe it, swipe it, rapper, trapper (yeah yeah)
I’m lit, like Nick, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy Girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ’em (yeah)
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out of the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

[Hook: Nav]
I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white ho
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch rollin’ on snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gonna leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, the shit on her nose (that coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Ooo

Travi$ Scott – Beibs In The Trap (feat. Nav) (Birds In The Trap Sing Mcknight Album)

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white hoe
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (That coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

I just poured a 8th in a liter
With a white bitch sniffin’ on Bieber
Are you sure you want to party with the demons
Bitch, looking for her phone I ain’t seen it
Toe frost bit water no Fiji
Free Stix I’m poured up and I’m leanin’
I got a couple pussy niggas in their feelings
‘Cause their main bitch wanna come see me
She said she want more
Your girl is a hoe, you need to let go
She fucked on my bros, shes snorting the snow
Now she touchin’ her toes
She got Anna Nicole all in her nose
If they kick down the door we gon’ get locked for sure
She said she want more
(Fuck it) I’mma get more

Baby, high life, sleepy, night night
Flashes spotlight, pull up, night sky
Peace peace, peace to God
Bite me bite me, strike me
Indict me, snipe it, swipe it, rob it, trap it
I’m lit, lightning, white bitch, she thick
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed
Crazy girls got it poppin’, AOD got it poppin’
Tryna’ text my accountant
Ain’t no service in the mountains (Straight up!)
Won’t you come to the bottom
Know you heard a lot about ’em
Heard they take that then they change like a mood ring
I watched them take that then they change like a mood ring
Pulled out in the hood Toyota
Drove back to the hood Lambo
Crushed xans, crushed xans in my soda
Riding around the city with my eyes closed

I just poured a 8th in a liter
Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter
Versace my clothes I’m with a white hoe
And she snortin’ three lines like Adidas
Got a black girl rolling off molly
Got a white bitch snorting up snow
Say she want real niggas in the party
Parents gon’ leave the keys to the condo
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose (That coca)
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more
Bitch close the door, there’s shit on your nose
She said she want more
She said she want more
So I’mma get more
Yeah I’mma get more

Juicy J – Gimme Gimme Lyrics

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme
You know this Lamborghini faster than your hemi
I’m just a Memphis nigga balling like I’m Penny
Fuck a bitch for bout 2 hours off the Henny
Rich nigga credit card got no limits
I just bought a condo, cost 2 mil to be a tenant
Bitch I’m dripping so much sauce your bitch might take up swimming
I be smoking back to back to back, I’m still not finished
Gold around my neck, I won the real nigga Olympics
When I wear all my shit they be like Juicy that’s too many
Your bitch get pennies and plenty Remys
Now that bitch running like a track meet after the Bentley
She like

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Bitch get it right, my name Jxmmi
Ball hard, bitch you know I just bought Physx
Failed class so I never went to physics
Gimme gimme
Real Gucci, no gimmick
Niggas don’t get it, they be balling, they got limits
I’ma leave ’em broke, you know I’ma leave ’em broke
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Give me space, give me space, give me space
I on Rodeo drive, I’m bout to blow like 30k
My pockets full of hundreds, I got money in the bank
Bitch I’m all in AOD, they getting naked while I drink

[Hook: Juicy J]
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme
S65 coupe, gimme
Walking through Rodeo, gimme gimme
Balling through Soho, gimme gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme
I don’t care what I blew, gimme gimme
Need something new
Gimme gimme, gimme
Fuck it, cop a few, gimme gimme, gimme
Gimme gimme, gimme gimme

[Outro: Slim Jxmmi]
Mike Will fuck wit’ me
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes
Bitch we in the club with bands, we ain’t in here telling jokes

Chris Brown – Erday

[Intro: French Montana]
Talkin’ every night
All my dogs gettin’ lit, talkin’ every night
Juicin’ my body

[Hook: French Montana & Chris Brown]
I be ridin’ through the city, gettin’ lit every night
Baby, if the head good, I’mma run every light
Man, if the pussy good, I’mma hit it every night
Man, if that money good, I’mma get it every night
I be lit every night, out to get every high
I be whipped every night, I be sippin’ every night
Out the roof every night, off the crew every night
Out in Louis every night, in the coupe every night
I spend all my money on it baby, every night
All these diamonds, they ain’t come from singin’, every night
We be too lit, you know we goin’ crazy, every night
Pop a pill, we rock ‘n rollin’ baby, every night
[Verse 1: French Montana]
Ridin’ through the city, we be straight, 12 o’clock
Yeah, all my niggas Gucci, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Guwop
Yeah, all we rock is Gucci, watch me, watch the watch
Yeah, hit up AOD, tell ’em gon’ get ’em molly

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Bangin’ out the bottle, got me loosed in the Goose
Baby, you should be the driver cause I’m gon’ let it roof
You a pretty, little lady, fuck the devil outta you
I’m about to roll the dice, daddy need some new shoes

[Hook: French Montana & Chris Brown]
I be ridin’ through the city, gettin’ lit every night
Baby, if the head good, I’mma run every light
Man, if the pussy good, I’mma hit it every night
Man, if that money good, I’mma get it every night
I be lit every night, out to get every high
I be whipped every night, I be sippin’ every night
Out the roof every night, off the crew every night
Out in Louis every night, in the coupe every night
I spend all my money on it baby, every night
All these diamonds, they ain’t come from singin’, every night
We be too lit, you know we goin’ crazy, every night
Pop a pill, we rock ‘n rollin’ baby, every night

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Wanna take your body down, fine little motherfucker
Want it right now, bitch you know I ain’t a sucker
Think she off that angel dust but I ain’t for complainin’
I know that pussy dangerous but I can’t let you win
She wobble it, wobble it
She poppin’ that pussy, she all on the pole
Droppin’ it, droppin’ it
I’m throwin’ this money all on the floor
What you tryna do in the bedroom?
Cause we don’t be playin’ no games
Cause that pussy be fuckin’ my head up
I gave her everythin’

[Hook: French Montana]
I be ridin’ through the city, gettin’ lit every night
Baby, if the head good, I’mma run every light
Man, if the pussy good, I’mma hit it every night
Man, if that money good, I’mma get it every night
I be lit every night, out to get every high
I be whipped every night, I be sippin’ every night
Out the roof every night, off the crew every night
Out in Louis every night, in the coupe every night