NO SECRET lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Drake)
Yeah
They tryna sink they teeth in
Then act like we friends
Whole time it's pretend
So whole time on defense
Good evening
I walked out the precinct
No evidence to keep me
I'm top dog, no secret, oh
That's no secret at all
Can't nobody reach me, dawg
Can't nobody reach this far
I spill all my feelings, dawg
'Cause you'll never know this feeling, dawg
Ain't no secret at all
GOD DID lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, JAY-Z, John Legend & Fridayy)
It breaks my heart
They ain't believe in us
We the Best Music
They played themselves
While you hatin' and being jealous
You could be over here embracing that love
More love, more blessings, more life
GOD DID (GOD DID)
You either win with us or you watch us win
DJ Khaled
They wanted us down, ooh-woah
But look at us now, oh
They counted us out (Time to say a prayer, M-M-M—)
They didn't think that we would make it, oh (May we bow our heads)
They didn't believe in us, oh (Huh)
But I know God did, God did (Oh, yes, He did)
Oh, God did (Oh-oh, Khaled)
Oh, yes, God did (Oh-oh, Khaled)
Oh, God did (God is great)
But I know God did
Nosedive, they just prayin' that I crash (Huh)
Those guys, they don't wanna see you last
They'll jack up three million dollars up on your tax
A tub full of money, I still can't relax
Tires spinnin', Lord forgive me, I'm a sinner
Conquer, divide niggas
Wrong side of the petition, only divine winnin'
Better listen when I tell you how I put time in it
Please, forgive me, God did
So leave me in the dark, swimmin' with the sharks
Dope boy, big calm, still the biggest boss
Got a kilo on a plate, send 'em on a freight
Or I can go and buy a bank, I know my money's safe (Maybach Music)
They counted us out
They didn't think that we would make it, oh
They didn't believe in us, oh
But I know God did, God did (Oh, yes, He did)
Oh, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh, yes, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh (Mula)
But I know God did (Uh)
Sky is the limit, every day I reach
They was tired of me winnin', now they dead sleep
Don't wan' see me with the ring? You better play D'
Nigga, God did His thing when He made me
With the odds stacked against me, I could crack Da Vinci
I know only God can judge us, I say that for Brittney
They smell blood like the sharks, they start actin' fishy
Well, I'ma have to act a ass and they gon' have to kiss me
Please, don't hate me just to hate me
Before they overrate me, they gon' underestimate me
Funeral and wake me, bury me and excavate me
But I'm so cultivating, everybody replicate me, nigga, face facts
Dreadlocks, face tats, I'm the apex
I made the culture, what up, twin? They relate back
I fucked the world and when I did, I practiced safe sex
I pray more and said less, God did the rest
They counted us out
They didn't think that we would make it, oh
They didn't believe in us (It breaks my heart), oh
But I know God did (Where we at Gu?), God did (Oh, yes, He did, where we at Gu?)
Oh, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh, yes, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh, God did
But I know God did
Hov did
Please, Lord, forgive me for what the stove did
Nobody touched the billi' until Hov did
How many billionaires can come from Hov crib? Huh
I count three, me, Ye and Rih
Bron's a Roc boy, so four, technically (Woo)
I left the dope game with my record clean, huh
I turned the cocaína into champagne, huh
I cleaned up la madrina with the same soap, huh
Me and Loro talk 'bout how we slang dope, huh
Now the weed in stores, can you believe this, Ty?
I put my hustle onto Forbes, can you believe this guy?
Then we said, "Fuck it," took the dope public
Out the mud, they gotta face you now, you can't make up this shit
Judge it how you judge it, say we goin' corporate
Nah, we just corner boys with the corner office
I'm at the cap table, what the splits is?
Not that cap table, boy, we live this
Breezy what the business is
We pushin' Fenty like fentanyl, the shit is all legitimate (Woo)
E was down ten for this
We just got his ten back then went back like, "Where the interests is?"
Em light up the O3
We let y'all do the zazas, OG for the OGs
Some new niggas out of pocket, talkin' exotic
You barely been to the Baham—(Ha-ha) that's another topic
Monogram in my pocket off the red carpet
You see the face I made that night, shit is that shockin'
Odds wasn't great, we'd even be alive
Gotta be crazy to y'all niggas, we surprised
Shit is too much how we grew up (Grew up)
Shit don't even feel real to us (Damn)
OG sold to those, you called kingpin
If those your drug lords, then who are we then?
Hov is a real nigga's dream
My only goal, to make a real nigga feel seen
Sometimes, it make a fake nigga hate life
Never my intention, the consequences of my way of life
The way we used to play with life
I'm now careful with the sentences, them only jail bars I like (Woo)
I never wanted to be the state custodian (Come on)
The laws are draconian (Come on, Hov)
For those married to the life (Come on), it's holy matrimony and (Come on)
Somehow, I'll out-fox every box they'll try to throw me in (Come on)
With great ceremony and
Folk and 'nem told me how highly Caddy spoke of him
And bloke and 'nem from London, Harrow Road, Weston Inn
I be speakin' to the souls of men
Those of them willin' to die for the existence that this cold world has chose for them
Kickin' snow off a frozen Timb (Woo)
Back and forth on this turnpike, really took a toll on 'em
Lot of fallen soldiers on these roads of sin
For those who make the laws, I'ma always have smoke for them
I got lawyers like shooters
Workin' pro bono for him as a favor 'cause I throw them Ms
In memory of Teelo
I pray none of your people die over jail phones again
All this pain from the outside, inspired all this growth within
So new planes gettin' broken in
Highest elevation of the self
They done fucked around and gave the right niggas wealth
These ain't songs, these is hymns 'cause I'm him
It's the Psalm 151, this New Testament
The book of Hov (The book of Hov)
Jesus turned water to wine, for Hov, it just took a stove
You never know how this shit could go
Me and Biggs probably got too big if they ain't book that load (What's up, Hoffa?)
Hindsight is 20/20
Though he's gettin' plenty money, lookin' back now this shit is funny
I just got a million off a sync
Without riskin' a million years tryna get it out the sink (Woo)
Hov did
They said they don't know me internationally, niggas on the road did
I see a lot of Hov in Giggs
Me and Meek could never beef, I freed that nigga from a whole bid
Hov did (Hov did)
Next time we have a discussion who the G.O.A.T., you donkeys know this
Forgive me, that's my passion talkin' (Ha-ha)
Sometimes I feel like Farrakhan (Ha-ha) talkin' to Mike Wallace (Ha-ha)
I think y'all should keep quiet
Breaks my heart (Ha-ha)
God did
They wanted us down, ooh-woah (Come on, man)
But look at us now, oh
They counted us out
They didn't think that we would make it, oh
They didn't believe in us, oh
But I know God did, God did (Oh, yes, He did)
Oh, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh, yes, God did (Oh-oh)
Oh, God did
But I know God did, God did (Oh, yes, He did)
Oh, God did (Oh, God did)
Oh, yes, God did (He did)
Oh-oh-oh, God did
Yeah
And you may not believe, but I know God did
Oh, God did (God did)
God did (God did)
Oh-oh
But I know God did
He did it
Oh, He did it, yeah, yeah
God did
God did
God did
Yeah
USE THIS GOSPEL (REMIX) lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Kanye West & Eminem)
[Kanye West:]
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Use this gospel for protection
It's a hard road to Heaven
We call on Your blessings
In the Father, we put our faith
King of the Kingdom
Our demons are tremblin'
Holy angels defendin'
In the Father, we put our faith
[Eminem:]
I'm holding on (Yeah), but I don't know if I can take it much longer
Today's the day that I put all of my trust and faith in You, Father
Please let this hate make me stronger
'Fore they turn on me like a zombie
It's like I'm being strangled unconscious (Yeah)
When temptation is almost like Satan is baiting you
Tryna take you away from your daughters
Danglin' a bunch of painkillers on ya
Wavin' 'em in your face and them Watsons come in extra-strength
And that's why they make 'em in rectangular objects
'Cause that's the shape of a coffin
Though, it ain't medication this time
But the devil's egging me on
And I ain't gonna let 'em break me 'cause I'm a soldier
You can bank on that promise like the Chamber of Commerce
So my Savior, I call on
To rescue me from these depths of despair
So these demons better step like a stair
Because He is my shepherd
I'm armed with Jesus, my weapon is prayer
Soon as I squeeze it, I'm blessed like sneezes
Call me Yeezus, I'm F'd in the head, maybe I'm bonkers
Regardless, never claimed to be flawless
Long list of mistakes I've acknowledged
Y'all wish I would say something positive
Well, okay, then I'm positive
They'd rather trade leather with Mayweather
'Cause they would fare way better with them odds
Than they would exchanging some bars
Or trading any barbs with Shady and it probably is painfully obvious
To compare Godliness to an atheist
But I got them audiences raving (Woo) in amidst my squabbles
I got some awesome inspiration to draw from, off 'em
Pen and paper, I'm knockin' 'em off
Woke up on stage at a concert
Whole place looking like a mosh pit
Bible at my side like a rifle with a God-given gift
Every single day I thank God for
That's why I pay so much homage
Praises to Jesus, I'll always
[Kanye West:]
Use this gospel for protection
It's a hard road to Heaven
We call on Your blessings
In the Father, we put our faith
King of the Kingdom
Our demons are tremblin'
Holy angels defendin'
In the Father, we put our faith
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Blessings from the altar got me feeling like I'm walking on water
BIG TIME lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Future & Lil Baby)
Rainbow Audemars, 'cause my bitch bisexual
(We The Best Music)
Posters in the projects, lot of foreign cars
(God Did. DJ Khaled)
Rainbow Audemars, bitch, I'm big time
Twenty-four-hour security guard, bitch, I'm big time
I got more than one main bitch, 'cause I'm big time
She went and tatted my name, because I'm big time
I just left my video, the feds was watchin'
Posted in the hood, they sent the helicopter
Bad bitch on call, got my money right
Just left from Booby Trap, had a money fight
It don't make sense, it don't make dollars (Don't make dollars)
A different breed, I'm far from normal (Far from normal)
I'm takin' a check and flippin' it, like I know gymnastics
Can't post my dogs on IG, because they too active
Level up, level up, ain't never gon' stop
Level up, level up (Listen)
King Pluto, I wouldn't be nothin' without this trappin' shit
Yeah, I even gave a bitch a facelift
Rainbow Audemars, bitch, I'm big time
Twenty-four-hour security guard, bitch, I'm big time
I got more than one main bitch, 'cause I'm big time
She went and tatted my name, because I'm big time
I just left my video, the feds was watchin'
Posted in the hood, they sent the helicopter
Bad bitch on call, got my money right
She went and tatted my name, because I'm big time
Birdman, Manny Fresh, gang, bro, we big time
I'm rockin' out with who I rock with, and I don't gotta pick sides
We don't talk 'bout nothin', I don't gotta switch lines
It didn't take that long, ran this money up in real time
Make sure everybody eat, girl, fuck how they feel 'bout it
Please don't kill my vibe, I don't wanna hear about it
Dark shades cover my eyes, ain't tryna see everybody
'Rari cost nine twenty-five, still drive like I don't care about it
I'm too slimy, you can't hold me (Big slime)
She just jokin', bitch don't know me (Quit lyin')
Maybach glossy like it just got— (Spit shined)
Might come fast, might come slow, bet I get mine
Rainbow Audemars, bitch, I'm big time
Twenty-four-hour security guard, bitch, I'm big time
I got more than one main bitch, 'cause I'm big time
She went and tatted my name, because I'm big time (Big slime)
Rainbow Audemars, bitch, I'm big time
Twenty-four-hour security guard, bitch, I'm big time
I got more than one main bitch, 'cause I'm big time
She went and tatted my name, because I'm big time
Another one
Streets show love, I show love back
(Twenty-four-hour security guard, I'm big time)
Smokin' on this gas, feel like the pain (Feel like the pain)
(Try my gang with my gang, nigga, we big time)
KEEP GOING lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Lil Durk, 21 Savage & Roddy Ricch)
We the Best Music (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
Another one (Yeah-yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm)
DJ Khaled
He a bitch, he runnin', he screamin' for help, we gon' get him as soon as he tired (Yeah)
I seen bitches get over they feelings for niggas some hours after he died
Half the city be bap, the niggas who rap be cap, the niggas be lyin'
I told bronem, "On foenem (Yeah), the feds be watchin' the live" (Foenem)
And I'm pushin' P, beefin' with my Drac', I'm Pusha T
I go to Phlavz when I'm in Chicago, my brother the owner, I'm eatin' for free
I brought a million in cash around, so stop tellin' niggas you bigger than me (Bigger than me)
I'm gettin' money, he gettin' money, feel like Big Meech and Southwest T (Man, what?)
I'm with Khaled Khaled, throw your hood up, bitch, you 'bout it, 'bout it (Throw your hood up)
Need that 'rari truck, put me on that list, I gotta have it
And I wanna see Cardi and Nicki (What else?)
In the city, I ride with my blicky (What else?)
How you mad she be poppin' her titties? (What else?)
How you mad I pop prescription? (What else?)
How you mad I'm on the block with gremlins? (What else?)
War time, don't sit by the window (What else?)
This a Patek, this not a Cartier, time is different
Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)
Keep goin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
This a wide body, these ain't stocks, though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', can't even breathe, ay
We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ay
This a wide body, these ain't stocks though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat
Woah, 'Rari squat low to the floor, wake up, hustle all I know
Rolex cost a hundred times four
I'm from the bottom, I used to be poor
Half a milli', you want me to choke
My car haunted, I'm driving a Ghost
I told the chauffeur, "Pick up a ho," she like, "Bae, I can't open the door"
Too much smoke, the bulletproof the only car I slide in
Movin' casket, bought a 'Cat and that's the car he died in (21)
Court system in my bedroom, only place I lied in (21)
I took a Hollywood bitch to Starlight and I got head at the drive-in (21)
Chop a nigga block like a tight end (Straight up)
Say you a stepper, who died then? (Pussy)
Niggas in the middle get boxed in (21)
We don't cry 'bout it, we go spin (21)
Pateks ain't shit, I got ten (21)
I make money, I don't make friends (21)
Can't get with it, they'll hate then (21)
Everybody G.O.A.T.s, I'm an ape then (21)
You the type to walk up, crazy sayin' (21)
I'ma buy a house with the lake then (21)
You wanna save these THOT hoes (21)
You can get put on a cape then (21)
Man, what? (Man, what? Man, what?)
Keep goin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
This a wide body, these ain't stocks though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', can't even breathe, ay
We on the streets, better call on G-O-D, ay
This a wide body, these ain't stocks though
He ain't 'bout it, 'bout it, where your chop' go?
In a opp party, you did not go
He spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' on repeat
PARTY ALL THE TIME lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Quavo & Takeoff)
(Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time)
We The Best Music (My girl wants to party all the time, party all the time)
(Another one)
(DJ Khaled)
I like the ratchetest women (Go)
Woo, woo, G6, let's get it (Woo)
Rich niggas comin' down to the city (On God)
Your bitch outside gettin' litty
Showin' me the titties (Woo), actin' like a menace (Su')
Standin' on the couch (What?), standin' on business (Go)
Drink's in your mouth (Drank), swallow, don't spit it (Swallow)
Party all the time (Woo), feelin' like Diddy (Diddy)
Chandelier wrist (Ice), feelin' like billi' (Billi')
God did, God did, I'm a witness (Woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (Woo)
Know the gang in the VIP, by the pendant (Su')
Still in the meeting, be back in a minute (Brr, brr)
The phone talkin' chicken (Hey)
We the best, we too blessed, we keep winnin' (We the best)
The party won't stop, it won't finish, let's get it
Let's get it (Get it), we did it (Did it)
I'm committed (Committed), we all in it (In it)
In the city (City), we gettin' litty (Lit)
Get out your feelings and go get some Benjis
God did, God did, I'm a witness (Woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (Woo)
Know the gang in the VIP, by the pendant (Su')
Still in the meeting, be back in a minute
I tell her activate, throw it back, it got an aftertaste
Patty cake, caught me six figures, a Patek face (Patek)
Went to school and hard knockin', I graduated
I can't fuck with that bitch, she be aggravated
If I can't get that bag, I'm agitated (Bag)
She poppin' that ass, but she graduated (Pop it)
On shrooms at the party, it's animated (Animated)
They keep tellin' me it's my time
To Tony Hawk grind, like, fuck it, I gotta take it (Fuck it)
Angels watch over me
Lookin' at demons and shit, can't run, you gotta face it (Face it)
When they give up on you, they don't even fuck with you (Fuck 'em)
Take it back to the basis (Bitch)
I'm a Don Dada, lacin' my Pradas
Poppin' my collar, Three 6 Mafia (Get it)
We did it (Did it)
I'm committed (Committed), we all in it (In it)
In the city (City), we gettin' litty (Lit)
Get out your feelings and go get some Benjis
God did, God did, I'm a witness (Woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (Woo)
Know the gang in the VIP, by the pendant (Su')
Still in the meeting, be back in a minute
Capiche, we eating on tilapia
It's a mob party, mob party, sound like a lion when the engine started
Came from that bando, we sell out the Garden (Bando)
You said what? Beg your pardon (What?)
The trench coat keep a carbon (Brr)
I pop out the coupe with a ratchet bitch (Ratchet)
But I got a contact on Barbies (Barbie)
Ducati, Kawasaki, Harleys (Skrrt)
Designer garments for the goddess (Yes)
I was humble, but fuck bein' modest
This what you do when you got it (Pop it)
I lost my grandma, we lost Lil Keed
Had a nigga feelin' like Gotit (Mama)
Party all the time, put it on the line
If she not a dime, then she ain't mine (Get it)
We did it (Did it)
I'm committed (Committed), we all in it (In it)
In the city (City), we gettin' litty (Lit)
Get out your feelings and go get some Benjis
God did, God did, I'm a witness (Woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (Woo)
Know the gang in the VIP, by the pendant (Su')
Still in the meeting, be back in a minute
Put that shit on, I ain't tryin', ballin' on NBA combine (Ball)
Steppin' on niggas, it's crunch time (Steppin')
Eat up that pussy, it's lunch time (Eat it)
Give me that pussy like Webbie (Give me that)
She got that splash, that wetty (Splash)
We party all night and she never forget it (Never forget it)
Takeoff (Get it)
We did it (Did it)
I'm committed (Committed), we all in it (In it)
In the city (City), we gettin' litty (Lit)
Get out your feelings and go get some Benjis
God did, God did, I'm a witness (Woo)
I just sent fifty bottles to bitches (Woo)
Know the gang in the VIP, by the penant (Su')
Still in the meeting, be back in a minute
(Party all the time) Party (Party)
(Party all the time, party all the time)
Ay (Ay)
(My girl wants to party all the time)
(Party all the time)
Let's get it (Let's get it)
Let's get it (Let's get it)
STAYING ALIVE lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Drake & Lil Baby)
Try me a hundred times
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die (Real life)
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive
Another one, yeah
Try me a hundred times
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die (DJ Khaled)
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin', we live
How she in love and she been over once?
It's not like I known her for months
This life, it allowed me to take what I want
It's not like I know what I want
It's not like I know what I need
I get some time, but there's no guarantees
When I was broke, she was bein' a tease
Four pockets full, now she down on her knees
Woah, woah, woah-woah
Baby gon' hit it, then send her to me, yeah
Or I'ma hit it and send her to Baby
That's how I get when this life get too crazy
Woah, woah, for real, for real, woah
They tryna seal the deal
See me up under a sheet, parade in the streets, yeah
Try me a hundred times
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive
Yeah
Try me a hundred times
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, I'm stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, for real (Oh, yeah)
For real, for real
I put my feelings aside, you want me to die, but, baby, I'm stayin' alive
'Posed to be one of a kind, you puttin' on miles, I thought you was down for the ride
I'm tryna turn up her style, we go in Chanel, she get everything in her size
She in some shit with another guy, I don't even care, whenever I see you, you mine
Drizzy hit her, then he send her to me
I don't talk, definition of P
Hood nigga turned superstar, but I fuck her good like I'm still in the streets
No response, you can see that I read it
I'm with all that whenever you ready
Sure be happy if I fell off, but I'm still there, they gon' have to accept it
Try me a hundred times (Yeah)
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we're stayin' alive, we
Try me a hundred times
Wanted me to lie, wanted me to cry, wanted me to die (Wanted me to die)
I-I-I-I'm stayin' alive, I'm stayin' alive, I'm stayin' alive, I'm stayin' alive, for real (For real)
For real, for real (For real, for real)
BEAUTIFUL lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Future & SZA)
Yeah (We The Best Music)
So beautiful, beautiful fantasy
Yeah, it's Pluto (Another one)
Life is beautiful
Whatever, whatever
Whatever, yeah
DJ Khaled
Pull up in that two tone, got me feelin' like a Jetson
Let it out, my sneaky link, little shorty like my best friend
Pop a bag on her, I'm a sponsor, she my investment
She not the only one without no questions (No question)
She don't want me with nobody else (No one else)
She just want me all to herself (All to herself)
She don't share with nobody else (Keep goin')
She just want me all to herself (Pluto)
Make her feel like a superstar, she way above average
I just new baguette her 'cause I'm a barbarian
Soon as I put a Patek on her, now these hoes starin'
(Now these hoes starin', now these hoes starin')
Almost went to therapy but you was all I needed
I can't even front, you gave me somethin' to believe in
Show more Audemars, takin' your talent to Philippe
You can't up and leave 'cause you caught a nigga cheatin'
Every single night we burn sage 'cause we toxic (Because we toxic)
Mushrooms got us outside our bodies (Outside our bodies)
She so used to me swallowin' her, it's turnin' her rotten
Anytime I leave out on tour don't be plottin'
Every time I'm leavin' out the door she talk feisty
Just make sure you're holdin' me down before I'm out your sight
I go up from GRAMMYs, win by this shit international
Whatever you do just stay true and show passion
When you talk, be precise
I took a flight for the Patek, you said, "Bae, you're so dramatic", I guess
Anything you want, boy, forget it, you just make me feel so
I took a chance and you grabbed it, you said, "Don't worry, I got it," you said
And you just make me feel so beautiful
Every single night we burn sage 'cause we toxic
Mushrooms got us outside our bodies
She so used to me swallowin' her, it's turnin' her rotten
Anytime I leave out on tour don't be plottin'
Every time I'm leavin' out the door she talk feisty
Just make sure you're holdin' me down before I'm out your sight
I go up from GRAMMYs, win by this shit international
Whatever you do just stay true and show passion
When you talk, be precise
She so beautiful she give life to the lifeless
It's a miracle, yeah, she cure me from my vices (It's a miracle)
Keep it spiritual, don't give up if you righteous (So spiritual)
I go digital, spendin' cash (Spendin' cash)
Puttin' baguettes on all my staff (On all my staff)
Heaven or hell, good or bad (Don't be sad)
Christian Dior, shop in Paris (Shoppin' in Paris)
I took a flight for the Patek, you said, "Bae, you're so dramatic", I guess
Anything you want, boy, forget it, you just make me feel so
I took a chance and you grabbed it, you said, "Don't worry, I got it," you said
And you just make me feel so beautiful
I took a flight for the Patek, you said, "Bae, you're so dramatic", I guess
Anything you want, boy, forget it, you just make me feel so
I took a chance and you grabbed it, you said, "Don't worry, I got it," you said
And you just make me feel so beautiful
You took a flight for the Patek, you need to stop bein' dramatic, I know
Baby, you're beautiful
So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful
You're so beautiful
So beautiful, so beautiful, so beautiful
Baby, come here, yeah, that's right
IT AIN'T SAFE lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Nardo Wick & Kodak Black)
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
The emergency brakes broke (We the best music)
And ain't no stoppin' this shit either though
Ain't no such things as red lights, I don't even know where to go (Another one, DJ Khaled)
I don't got no brakes, it ain't no stoppin' this
I'm the youngest nigga poppin' shit
They wanna stop the fire, but it's too late, this shit got super lit
She see the way I pull a bitch
You see the way these diamonds hit
Nigga try to touch my chain, you gon' see the way this .40 kick
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
You don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
Why it just got hot in here? Oh, look Wick just walked in here
I don't be with fuck niggas, but I keep my FN
Bro go move the double R, we got somebody blocked in
Just saw my partner from Atlanta, he said "You fresh as fuck, twin"
Swing that stick like Jackie Robinson and we slide home
He so innocent in real life, but gangster on the phone
Funny how she say that I'm the dog, but ate me off the bone
I heard her nigga mad, she came home smelling like my cologne
All I know is go, it ain't no stoppin', ain't no slowin' down
I don't want that nigga around me if he ain't gon' pow-pow
I don't want that necklace if that Cuban link don't bling-baow
I don't want that pretty girl if she don't know how to work her mouth
We look like some old people, everybody got a stick
Know my phone ain't never dead, but I pull up five percent
When I walk, my chains go back and forth like they in an argument
If he stare at this car too long, "Grrah, grrah" through the tint
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
You don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
I'm in the cut, uh, scissor, I'm a cutthroat little nigga
I been fucking her since December, now her butt been gettin' bigger
Nobody ain't told me I was trippin' when I picked up the pistol
Started off with good intentions, how the fuck I turned to a killer?
Cutthroat motherfucker, I go straight for the jugular
I'ma cut through with that cutter "Doo-doo-doo-doo", did I stutter?
I'm sleepin' on this side of the bed tonight, bitch, don't touch me
Finna breeze through every nigga block I don't fuck with
Ain't none of my homeboys got stepped on 'cause we do the stompin'
Don't fuck with the niggas from the ugly corner, this shit gon' get ugly
We ain't have shit in the projects, so I made it regardless
And I never ain't have a problem I couldn't solve with my chopper (This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
They don't want no problems with us ('Cause it ain't safe)
You don't want no problems with us (That shit ain't safe)
This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe ('Cause it ain't safe)
This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe (That shit ain't safe)
This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe ('Cause it ain't safe)
This shit ain't safe, this shit ain't safe (That shit ain't safe)
LET'S PRAY lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Don Toliver & Travis Scott)
(We The Best Music)
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
(MWA Music)
(Another one)
(DJ Khaled)
Keep me up, keep me up, I spy plenty of 'em
I, the biggest in your league and your millennium
I was stackin' up my chips so I got plenty of 'em
I was blowin' za to catch my equilibrium
Who want the smoke? (Who want the smoke?) Bet' not choke (Bet' not choke)
I made an oath (I made an oath) to keep it afloat (To keep it afloat)
We made a toast (We made a toast), doin' the most (Doin' the most)
To doin' the most (Doin' the most), to doin' the most (Doin' the most)
Need to run it back, we need to run it back
Somebody hold my back 'cause I'm comin' in full attack
We need to run it back, we need to run it back (Yeah)
Somebody hold my back 'cause I'm comin' in full attack (Yeah)
Please come for me, ain't nobody's on this level
At least you had to know it, but you end up callin' the devil (Let's pray)
I know you pray to God when you want something from me
I know you pray to God when you want something from me
I know you pray to God when you want some-
I smell the smoke (Yeah, I smell)
Up in U-T-O (U-T-O)
Down to P-I-A, all these G-I-As
You know I love to tote, keep that peyote roll (Ooh)
And when Flame need to spark, she pull up
That head dumb, even though though that whip she in smart (Whip it)
Side, keep her head start (It's lit)
Side, bounce on the top
You know they prayin' that you drop, you know I'm prayin' that you not (No)
And never pray for the knots (No)
You know that come with the spot, you know that come when you're hot (Hot)
Don't get caught dancin' with the devil, don't leave out with the fire (Fire)
Just did this party for some mems who like to one-up the ride
We make the block bleed like a menstrual when we pull out and slide
Back to Utopia, let's ride
I'll be back when I— uh (Straight up)
Please come for me, ain't nobody's on this level
At least you had to know it, but you end up callin' the devil (Let's pray)
I know you pray to God when you want something from me
I know you pray to God when you want something from me
I know you pray to God when you want some-
FAM GOOD, WE GOOD lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Gunna & Roddy Ricch)
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss, We the Best Music)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good (Another one)
DJ Khaled (Khaled)
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Can't take a loss
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
My family's straight
Got the chip, I been holdin' my weight
Copped the 'rari like, "Pardon my ways"
New RM with the skeleton face
Where I came from, man, the mud, turned Roddy a boss
Keep the smoke like exhaust, ay
Never fucked with the law
Got the Cullinan cross, ay
Nigga, this not a draw, ay-ay, but I'm still standin' tall, ay-ay
Free my nigga Slime, free my niggas 'hind the wall, ay-ay
We got rich off of holdin' notes
2022, rollin' Ghosts
Half a mill', I got shows on shows
Leave the festival rollin' dope
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Can't take a loss
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
Had make sure the fam' good, hey
The Bentley Mulsanne wood grain
That Rolls Royce a Phantom, road rage
Niggas hate when they ain't good
Back of the Benz, smokin' Backwoods
I crank up the engine, it sound good, hey
We was broke, now the fam good, ay
In the hood eatin' canned goods, hey
I stay high 'cause I know I could
Bought a Vivienne Westwood, hey
Yes, it's good girl, you know it's all paid
Diamonds twinklin', dancin' a parade
Money and we can ball, Balmain
No more losses, nah, not again
Had my feet on the hard wood
I'm good long as the fam' good, hey
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Can't take a loss
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, hey
I can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Long as the fam' good, fam' good, then we good, ay
Can't take a loss (Can't take a loss)
BILLS PAID lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Latto & City Girls)
We the Best Music
Y'all ready what's about to happen?
Get yo' money up (Another one)
Anthem's only
Miami, ATL
DJ Khaled
Hol' up, yeah, let me check somethin' (Uh)
Please, don't check for me until the check come
He asked me what's my horoscope, I said, "A dollar sign"
Give a fuck 'bout you and yours 'cause I'ma die for mine
Blue hundreds in the pink Birkin (Birkin)
Swipin' with no limit like I'm Big Percy (Yeah)
They say I be curvin' niggas, yeah, a bitch curvy (Yeah)
I get even when I'm done, he gon' need a Perky (Woo)
I want my bills paid (Yup), rent paid (Yeah)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Yeah)
Keep the pussy juicy like it's marinated (Uh)
The way I be killin' shit, I need interrogatin' (Woo)
Pull up foreign and I park in the front (Scoop)
Big chillin' when I'm sparkin' a blunt
Bitches knowin' that I'm one of them ones
You can have your nigga back when I'm done (Yeah)
I like my niggas in the field like Beckham (Yeah)
Made him come up off a check when I met him (When I met him)
He'll fuck around and go broke if I let 'em
When I meet a nigga, this what I tell him (This what I tell him)
I want my bills paid (Yup), rent paid (Yeah)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Yeah)
Keep the pussy juicy like it's marinated (Uh)
The way I be killin' shit, I need interrogatin' (Woo)
I want my bills paid (Yeah), rent paid (Yup)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Uh)
Ain't no such thing as enough, baby (Nah)
Boss bitch, got my own but you can upgrade it (Woo)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work, let's go)
Look, wet pussy gon' cost you (Yeah)
But don't get it confused, I can do without you (On God)
I need them Bottega boots with the clear bottom (Yeah)
If I ever dealt with him, then I still got him (Ha)
Mugler leggings hugging my butt
Got the Gen5 Glock in the clutch (Boop)
If my bills ain't paid, he ain't doin' enough (What?)
Niggas ain't shit, they barely enough, the fuck?
I want my bills paid (Yup), rent paid (Yeah)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Yeah)
Keep the pussy juicy like it's marinated (Uh)
The way I be killin' shit, I need interrogatin' (Woo)
I want my bills paid (Yeah), rent paid (Yup)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Uh)
Ain't no such thing as enough, baby (Nah)
Boss bitch, got my own but you can upgrade it (Woo)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work, yeah)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, yeah, work, City Girls)
Nasty bitch, flip dick like gymnastics
Street bitch, how you think I end up in the palace? (Cash)
Big crib, big diamonds
Pulled up in that drop, bitches ain't lookin' excited (Ah)
Black hoochie, dressed down in Louis
Brand new ass, niggas wanna feel my booty
My life is a movie, I'm the star, for certain (Yeah)
City girls the reason y'all hoes know 'bout Birkins (Facts)
Twisted through the club like a runway, bitch
Body smokin' like a blunt, I bet your man wanna hit
Sneaky leak with a rich nigga, slicker than this
And if you see a hatin' ho, blow a kiss (Muah)
Bop it through the club, I see it's wallets in here
Miami in the spot, so it's cameras in here
Ugly hoes is hatin', I can tell by the glare
The way you talkin' shit, I can tell them veneers
I want my bills paid (Yup), rent paid (Yeah)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Yeah)
Keep the pussy juicy like it's marinated (Uh)
The way I be killin' shit, I need interrogatin' (Woo)
I want my bills paid (Yeah), rent paid (Yup)
Nails did (Uh-huh), hair slay (Uh)
Ain't no such thing as enough, baby (Nah)
Boss bitch, got my own but you can upgrade it (Woo)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it (Work, uh, work)
Make him work for it
WAY PAST LUCK lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. 21 Savage)
Woah, woah (We The Best Music)
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, woah, woah (Another one, DJ Khaled)
I got fake friends givin' me hugs
I got record labels givin' me dubs
You can't book me at clubs
Police hate me, white fans show me love
I just gave away bikes with a judge
I grew up in the mud
Legal money, I got rich from workin'
I give back to my hood on purpose
When you make it to the top, you know them rumors gon' surface
Know you talk behind my back 'cause your ass always be nervous
Everything private on the jet, we got curtains (Uh)
Thirty thousand feet and this bitch bust out twerkin'
I ain't from New Orleans, but I know that you heard me
I don't play tennis, but the models, they serve me
Feel like I'm that nigga, but plenty women done curved me
Know my worth, I gave myself to many women that didn't deserve me
Trusted you, gave you my heart, and you did nothin' but hurt me
But one thing 'bout them tables, they just don't stop turning
One thing 'bout them tables, they just don't stop
Yeah, one thing 'bout this money, it just won't stop
Heart inside the trenches, I can't go pop
We make street records and they go pop
Still stand on business even though I'm rich
Niggas out of pocket, grab the pool stick
She don't get a purse, then she gon' throw a fit
But she ride me like a rodeo, no bullshit
I own a lot of homes, I got good deeds
Dottin' all my Is and crossin' all my "t"s
Lookin' at my children, all I see is me
You know it's different when you responsible for how somebody breathe
Make sure that they eat 'cause I'm a hustler
I don't believe in ghosts, but he's a buster
Top shotta, the streets know how many niggas we done roughed up
Ferrari one-point-two, remember ridin' in a pluck-pluck
Forty million a year, this shit right here way past lucked up
THESE STREETS KNOW MY NAME lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Skillibeng, Buju Banton, Capleton, Bounty Killer & Sizzla)
Blessed is the man that walketh not (Na-na)
In the council of the ungodly (Yuh sih)
Nor standeth in the ways of sinners (Yeah man, a Eastsyde, brrrp)
Great is Jah (Judgment yard)
And greatly to be praised (We The Best Music)
In the city of our Jah, in the mountain of his holiness (Yeah, man, a top ranking)
Sizzla
Another one, DJ Khaled (Yuh sih)
Alien badness, I stay with a 'matic
And don't play with the badness, and don't ramp with Khaled
Never believe in us, God did (God did), that's why we roll with chopstick
Something long like a mop stick, shooters don't need no practice
Expert shooter, di Mavericks
Wid di broom, dem are bandits
Fire not miss
A wi have di chalice a keep
Gi' dem bwoy deh a nappy
A baby dem, God see
Whole of the weight go down 'pon me, heavy weight
DJ Khaled boom the beat and I kill the beat
Me can fling lyrics
Yeah, Eastsyde is in the lead
We no disbelief, a expensive feature
So, so me should pree, the bwoy smile enuh, and gon' medz mi later
Boy them play harder fi your owner paper
Do my crime so neat
Eastsyde nuh fear investigator
Know mi roots like cultivation
I love Jamaica, I puff mi grades and I stack the paper
Bines will shot yuh face an' need calculator
We born fi danger, Eastsyde get the cash fi repatriation
Eastsyde a rule from God creation with bad behavior
Somebody go tell me teacher said it wrong fi say that
School a Illuminati, I love my fuckin' occupation
Not a failure, Skilli 'pon a beat is like gas to flames yah
So the place a bun down every fire station
Cyaan put out di flames, a alien invasion, money makers
Yeah
Oh, yeah, oh (Brrrp)
These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah, ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More education and more wealth, now
Them wan' help now, them wan' help now
And yuh haffi know how fi get in a yuh (A you wan' tell them something?)
From them sell out, we nah go friend them up
Me say anytime you ready, just send them up
And make me burn them up, and burn them up and end dem up
Babylon say independent and then peng them up (Yeah)
Modern slavery, a dat a hang them up
Buju Banton, Sizzla, and Khaled nah go friend them up
Killer cross, Skillibeng haffi go pen dem up
We fire, dat a fi go bun dem, alright
When you see the nation (But we tell them), no violation (So we tell them)
Tell them liberation (Now we tell them), tell them reparation (Hoii)
When you see Jah nation (But we tell them), no segregation (So we tell them)
Hope and aspiration (Now we tell them) haffi bun up Satan
Weh dem a wait 'pon?
These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah, ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
Celestial meditation when the kush touch di flame
Bwoy, yuh haffi put di respect 'pon we name
Or the scope them will aim
Well, clip a race, them a run it and the Killer make the hammer clap
The banger weh we use, line them up, a nuh scammer chop
The bomb a drop, a rob, attack, the don a chop
Legendary status, rich badness, back on that
Them should a know, me watch a Patek and me chain a blind them eye
And gyal a brace it, and a send it back like a reply
Them think them can run in this, snot nose between them eye
Skilli' roll up with a hundred dirt bike
We roll up inna these rides, Louis V slide
Chain bright like a street light, weh you feel like?
Extra clip weh we carry have thirty inna it
You no wan' Eastsyde, buss your head in three side
Tell them say a one ground, God nah fail, ah nuh random
Fat buss head like condom, man blood a leak out 'pon them plot
Them know a different for fireman and di one tunshirt
Ask the street cah we been bad
These streets knows my name, yeah (Selassie I)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah, ah)
Hoii, burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
More, more flames (Sizzla)
But a weh them take you for?
More fire, more, more, more flames
Respect goes a far way, not half way
We be at this all day
Never gonna get me giving up, we going all the way
The ups and the downs, yeah, the cuts and the bruise, uh
The system messing up, yeah, but what we all gotta choose
And it ain't getting no better, if you sit back, you lose, uh
My brothers and the sisters all over the news (Hey)
That's what we do, yeah, we burn out corruption (Hey)
And big up your group, tell them watch how we function (Hey)
What next to do when yuh reach out to junction? (Hey)
A mother's slammed giving up a conduction
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky
Heads up, heads high
The limit is the sky (Whew)
Catch them, do the damage, get the package, I'm out
Getting the money, that's what they hate I'm about
These streets knows my name, yeah (Murder)
These legs knows my pain (More fire, yeah, ah)
Burn fire fi feel disappointed and shame
They ain't believe in us, Jamaica did
Fire, hoii
Juice WRLD DID lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Juice WRLD)
We The Best Music
They ain't believe in us
Juice WRLD did (We, nigga, ha-ha)
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up (On God)
We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (That's on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain't no other one (Nigga, that's on God)
I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (On God)
Ain't no changin' up (On God, on God)
I'ma do my thing (I'ma do my-, uh)
Married to this cash (Married to this-, uh)
I'ma buy it a ring (Let's go, let's go)
My dreads, they hang (Let's go, let's go)
Like Shabba Ranks (Like Shabba Ranks)
My gun Chief Keef (Yeah)
The bitch go bang-bang (Ba-ba-ba-baow)
I rap, I sing (Uh)
With the clan like it's Wu-Tang (Uh)
But I hate niggas like Ku Klux (Uh)
Run up on me, I don't give two fucks (At all)
Chopper leave a nigga so fucked up (What else?)
Sewed up (What else?), sewed up (What else?)
Toe up from the floor up (Uh-huh)
Sip lean 'til I throw up (Uh-huh)
After I throw up, I'm gon' pour up (Yeah)
I need another one (Uh)
Heat up on my hip, I up like the sunrise, I got another sun (Let's go, let's go)
Ran out of ammo, switched to my other holster, another gun (Grrah)
Damn, like, "He got another one?" (He does, yeah, yeah)
DJ Khaled with them straps, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up (On God)
We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (That's on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain't no other one (Nigga, that's on God)
I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (On God)
Ain't no changin' up (On God, on God)
My gun a horny one (It is), that bitch a THOT alright (She will)
My gun a horny gun (She is), she down to fuck all night, uh-huh (Uh-huh, she will)
She wanna fuck all night, vacuum (Yeah, yeah), she wanna suck all night in my room (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rolls-Royce truck, Lambo truck, whatever one has the most leg room (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, that bitch go vroom (Skrrt)
I won't tom-cruise her, the bitch gon' move
Still live like a "Mission: Impossible" dude (Uh-huh)
Gun sing like it got Autotune (Uh-huh)
I'm T-Pain when it come to that tool (Uh-huh)
Money got longer when it come to that Uz' (Uh-huh)
Sip lean, I'm still awake, no snooze (Uh-huh)
I'm on bullshit like Carlos Booz' (Tell 'em)
I'm swervin' with the Swervo tape all in my head (Let's go)
I blow up like a turban on top of my head (Let's go)
Codeine sip, ain't no bourbon, no bourbon in here (On God)
Even though I'm a cowboy, gun smoke in the air, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, a hundred racks, I made another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled with the tats, I got another one, uh-huh (On God)
DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch, I'm number one, uh-huh (Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go)
Bitch, I'm rookie of the year, ain't no runnin' u-u-up (On God)
We ain't runnin' away from shit, we the ones runnin' u-u-up (That's on God)
No Limit gang the only gang, ain't no other one (Nigga, that's on God)
I'm gon' bang what I bang, ain't no changin' up (On God)
Ain't no changin' up (On God, on God)
Oh, that's on God
Oh, that's on my life
Oh, havin' the time of my life
Get in the way of that, nigga, you gon' die
On 999
NLMB, No Limit gang, I'm in my prime, yeah
Don't waste my money, don't waste my time
Uh, come here, darling, have the time of your life
Come suck me sloppy, come here and get naughty
Come here and get naughty, come suck me sloppy
That bitch be hidin', in the back givin' sloppy-toppy
JADAKISS INTERLUDE lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Jadakiss)
New York, the real New York, I'm outside
I don't live in Miami, I don't live in Colorado
Come to my block and see me, my niggas
All of y'all know I be down there
This is Kiss, I'm outside
Always D-Block (I like this)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga, I'm from New York. What? New York (Yeah)
Ruff Rydin', D-Block and shit
Nigga, fuck what you thought, you thought (A-ha!)
And you can't take shit for granted
'Cause life is too short, too short (Yeah)
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips (Uh, yeah)
Nigga, I'm from New York (Uh, ah-heh!)
And this is ho—
Born in New York City on a Monday
It seems I was out shinin' shoes 'bout two to noon
All the fat cats in the bad hats doing me a real big favor
Forgot the fat cats in the bad hats laying it on real good
When you're down and out in New York City
We The Best Music
I am New York. If you ain't with us, Khaled, tell 'em the rest
Another one
Yeah
DJ Khaled
I'm B.I.G., Prodigy, DMX and Pun
Killin' niggas for fun, nothin' iller than son
I'ma be collectin' this money long as it come
If I'm behind the barrel, then you in front of the gun
I'm the bullet that struck your limbs
I'm white Air Force 1s, I'm construction Timbs
I'ma do whatever it takes, just enough to win
I'm the one that your man told you not to fuck with him
I'm the single parent household with nothin' in the 'frigerator
Pissy staircases, smell like the incinerator
Grandma in the back, hooked up to the ventilator
Tryin' to chip in and see if we can get some dinner later
In front of the building with a clip full
Garbage piled up, rats size of pit bulls
Either gettin' money or you aren't
Couple parolees, couple niggas with warrants
Couple of hoopties, couple niggas with foreigns
Makin' a movie, a couple niggas is starrin' (Yeah)
But it's just a segment
Somebody got somebody sister pregnant
Dice game, somebody lose, somebody win
Somebody comin' home, somebody is goin' in
Everybody 'bout that action, we don't do talk
You already know what it is, this is New York
Down and out in New York City
Down and out in New York City
That's New York City
That's New York City
New York City
ASAHD AND AALAM CLOTH TALK lyrics - DJ Khaled
What you say?
God did!
What's daddy say?
Another one, God did!
God did!
God did, God did
God did, God did
God did, God did
GRATEFUL lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Vory)
Let the blessings flow
Let the blessings flow, oh
Right to my soul
My thirsty soul
Let the blessings flow
Said I'm grateful for not anything but everything
Every loss I had to take, I took it on the chin
We still on the hot ten
And I knew one day that we would win again
Been preyed on my downfall by many men
Oh, Lord, I thank you for not giving in
Must I tell 'em once again?
All I do is win
You either win with us or watch us win
That's why I'm grateful, oh, for anything and everything
That's why I'm grateful, oh, for anything and everything
Oh, Lord, I'm grateful, oh, for anything and everything
Oh, oh
That's why I'm grateful, oh, Lord
So that's why I'm grateful, oh, Lord
Behind every loss, it came with many rings
Even though the hatred came with many things
'Cause I can't go for anything
Even though my plate full, I can't complain, I'm grateful
Even though my plate full, I can't complain, it's everything that I prayed for
Oh, Lord, I'm grateful
Oh, Lord, I'm grateful
Oh, Lord, I'm grateful
Let the blessings flow
Let the blessings flow, oh
Right to my soul
My thirsty soul
THANKFUL lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Lil Wayne & Jeremih)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh (We The Best Music)
Ooh, ooh, ooh (Another one, DJ Khaled)
And I know that somebody been praying for me
Head above ground and I could've been six feet deep
Out on these streets, when I get down on my knees
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
I'ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me out
And I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me down
Head above ground for my niggas and my dons
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
I done dodged a few heartbreaks, yeah
Never lost a thing I can't replace yet
Couple times, thought I wouldn't make it (Thought I wouldn't make it)
Then I came up ten toes out the basement
I done had to mute, fuck noise
Did a couple things, they left me no choice
I done hit some licks that my mama won't be proud of
Said we gon' be rich, give her something she can smile for
The devil on the block and he lurking
Tryna hit me up with a dozen
But when I look around, shit ain't worth it
That's for certain, yeah
And I know that somebody been praying for me
Head above ground and I could've been six feet deep
Out on these streets, when I get down on my knees
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
I'ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me out
And I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me down
Head above ground for my niggas and my dons
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
But I'm still out here making moves, ooh
I'ma do what I got to, I'ma do what I got to
Too many niggas gone too soon (I'm gonna do what I got to)
Ain't tryna lay up in a box two feet wide, six deep
You won't catch no RIP's off me
I'ma do what I got to (I'ma do what I got to)
I'm gonna do what I got to (I'ma do what I got to)
Somebody's been praying for me, for me
I could've been six feet deep
When I get down on my knees, I'm thankful, I'm thankful, I'm thankful
I'ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me out (Everybody who counted me out)
And I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me down (Holding me down)
Head above ground for my niggas and my dons
I'm thankful (I'm thankful), I'm thankful (I'm thankful), I'm thankful (I'm thankful)
Sit down, be thankful
Big smile although it's painful
I look up and see clouds, weed angels
Seen white chalk make street angels
You're welcome, look down, feet dangles
Be proud, be shameless
Yeah, be now, be ancient
Yeah, it been my turn, let me cut off these blinkers
I cut off these strangers and ifs ands and buts of the strangers
I never relinquish, I'm thanking Franklin as an acquaintance
Destiny danger, I done seen from every angle
From my neck to my ankle, the spots on this leopard ain't changing
Nigga, that's for the wankstas, 50 told me that, I say thank you
I been got the bag, I done turned that to the blanket
I been out of hand so I don't wanna dap 'less you banging
I'm being quiet, man, just waiting for these rappers to thank me, de nada
And I know that somebody been praying for me
Head above ground and I could've been six feet deep
Out on these streets, when I get down on my knees
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
I'ma blow this bag for everybody who counted me out
And I still got love for all my dawgs who holding me down
Head above ground for my niggas and my dons
I'm thankful (Thankful), I'm thankful (Thankful)
But I'm still out here making moves, ooh
I'ma do what I got to, I'ma do what I got to
Too many niggas gone too soon (I'm gonna do what I got to)
Ain't tryna lay up in a box two feet wide, six deep
You won't catch no RIP's off me
I'ma do what I got to (I'ma do what I got to)
I'm gonna do what I got to (I'ma do what I got to)
Sit down, be thankful
Big smile although it's painful
I look up and see clouds, weed angels
Seen white chalk make street angels
You're welcome, look down, feet dangles
Be proud, be shameless
Yeah, be now, be ancient (Be ancient)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah)
EVERY CHANCE I GET lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk)
[DJ Khaled:]
(Tay Keith, this too hard)
We The Best Music
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Another one
DJ Khaled
[Lil Baby (Lil Durk):]
Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago
Add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode
This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes
You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home
I got rich off strong, we get 'em in and get 'em gone
You know Trappy just got out, I ain't have to put him on
We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on
It's the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on
My demon time ain't nothin' nice
I try not to wear nothin' twice
I came up off of shootin' dice, yeah
My little brother ain't livin' right
My sis' and 'em doin' a'ight
My cuz and 'em still servin' life, yeah
Seen a robber rob a deacon
I seen a preacher get caught for cheatin'
I'll break the bank for one of my people
I said, "I'm the one," they didn't me believe me
I show 'em the facts, now they all need me
I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathin'
They makin' it hard, this shit really easy, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Lil Baby:]
I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
[Lil Baby {DJ Khaled} (Lil Durk):]
Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not
One person come tell me we fuckin', you blocked
Watch me run this shit to the tippity-top, yeah (Keep goin')
Put my kids in Givenchy
She must think one plus one is three
I can't support your personal needs
She don't got a mortgage, moved in with her niece
These niggas be cappin', them cars be leased
Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets
I was nodding off, they woke up a beast
Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothin' to eat
Soon as I get on his ass, they gon' look at me better, like "Damn! He was fuckin' with me". Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Lil Baby:]
I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
[Lil Durk:]
I'm from the trenches
Niggas be tough on the 'net, but really be there for attention
Well, bitches be talkin' like they really rich
But really be beggin' me under my pictures
I'll give her forty, fifty thousand cash to start up a business
I'll spend that shit at the dentist
I'd rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings
I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit
Goin' to Cali, I pick up my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit
Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo, I need cash, don't sell me shit
Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich
Drop the lo', ain't no room right now, I took her to the O
Then I pulled up on the Lam' 'cause she a fan of Boonie Moe
I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin' up all the opps
I be around with three million dollars in jewelry, I'm standin' on all the blocks
This the anthem, mm-hmm
Droppin' the six in the Fanta, mm
Black Rolls truck with the all-white seats, remind me of sittin' on panda, mm
I love my cousin, she was a dancer
I love my brother, he was a scammer
Sittin' on my lap 'cause I'm pullin' her tracks and I fuck from the back 'cause she callin' me "handsome"
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Lil Baby:]
I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
[DJ Khaled:]
We The Best Music
Another one
BIG PAPER lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Cardi B)
[DJ Khaled:]
We the Best Music
Another one
DJ Khaled
[Cardi B:]
I get big paper, so I deal with big haters
Bi-big paper, so I deal with big haters
Bi-bi-big paper, so I deal with big haters
Go-go-got it out the mud, they ain't do me no favors
It ain't a bitch like her, that's why these bitches don't like her (Nope)
I respect shit-starters, not no shit-typers (Uh)
Three-year break, I still get this shit hyper (Woo)
Shot back to the top, don't make a bitch snipe ya' (Grr)
Big Bardi, they can't fuck with me, hardly (Woo)
Body anybody sayin' they don't know my body (Uh)
I son bitches, move Kulture out the car seat
Got these hoes nervous, I can spit it to their heartbeat
Super valid anytime I link Khaled (Woo)
Platinum plaques hang on every wall in my palace
Clips still push, to anybody speakin' malice
Fashion icon, couple million for my stylist
Five number ones, you got five number nones (None)
Sleepin' on Cardi, all that nappin' shit done (Done)
Off with your hat, all that cappin' shit done
And I got Hollywood waitin' when this rappin' shit done
I get big paper, so I deal with big haters (Yeah)
Got it out the mud, they ain't do me no favors (None)
Got it out the club, they ain't do me no favors (No)
Cardi this, Cardi that, make me more famous (Woo)
Big paper, so I deal with big haters
Bi-big paper, so I deal with big haters
I get big paper, so I deal with big haters
Go-go-got it out the mud, they ain't do me no favors
The most imitated, innovated, instigated
Playlist favorite, your shit, never played it (Nah)
Had to make a way and your shit never made it
I was broke in the Bronx, but a bitch never hated (Never)
Had to get my weight up, so I patiently waited
House with the palm trees for all the times I was shaded
Niggas out the woodworks, no, we never dated
Stop lyin' on the pussy when you know you never ate it (Pussy)
Took the wig off and braided back my hair (Woo)
Mixtape Cardi, like I ain't a millionaire (Ha-ha)
Big diamond single, big diamonds in my ear
And my stock steady risin', you would never get a share (No)
Ridin' nigga faces, I don't never get a chair (Ah)
If I don't take a break off, you would never get a year (Never)
Prayin' on my downfall, you never get a prayer
Had to tighten up my circle, so I never fit a square
I get big paper, so I deal with big haters (Yeah)
Got it out the mud, they ain't do me no favors (None)
Got it out the club, they ain't do me no favors (No)
Cardi this, Cardi that, make me more famous (Woo)
Big paper, so I deal with big haters
Bi-big paper, so I deal with big haters
I get big paper, so I deal with big haters
Go-go-got it out the mud, they ain't do me no favors
[DJ Khaled:]
We The Best Music
Another One
WE GOING CRAZY lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. H.E.R. & Migos)
Oh-oh-oh
We The Best Music (Migo)
Another one (Uh)
DJ Khaled
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, go)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh (Uh)
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, woo, woo, woo)
Only live one life, came up by your side, just might
Fashion killer, no knife, murder, murder, yeah, I write
Long road, we on one, oh yeah, yeah, we high
Can't have no lame niggas fuck up our vibe
Throw down like the bottle, nigga, you just won the lotto
Now you fuckin' with the Don, uh, with the face of a model
No, no, no, the only thing that I love
Benjis and family and we gon' run it up, yeah
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, go)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh (Uh)
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, woo, woo, woo)
Hey, oh, I know that you heard about me
We pull up in the alley out there
Let that go, run us our money and don't be late, yeah
Me and my nigga fuck shit up like OnlyFans (OnlyFans)
Run it up, run-run it up, we need many bands (Many bands)
When I'm talkin' bands, I'm talkin' 'bout billions (Billions)
That royalty now these cars can't handle it, oh
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, go)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh (Uh)
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, woo, woo, woo, woo, go)
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Uh, baow, baow)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, Migo, Takeoff)
It's time to go crazy, I'm up whippin' them babies and one of the greatest
Mama, we made it, my watch is 280 (Mama)
My diamonds upgraded now she wanna taste it (Woo-woo)
I had to level up, I was too patient (Uh)
Back to the hood, we goin' back to the basics (Back)
They say they hate you, but smile in your faces (Woo)
Thumb through that check now my fingers is achin'
Stackin' back hundreds, they know how we comin' (Uh-uh)
I'm makin' more money, I double it, tumble it (Go)
That's how we do, comin' through runnin' shit (Run it)
We goin' up, ain't no stoppin' this (Up)
Caribbean water, the diamonds hit (Splash)
We won a championship, that's an accomplishment (Woo)
I took the bag and I double it
Flooded my wrist, if you play, you get candle lit (Buck, buck)
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, go)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh (Uh)
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Crazy, crazy, woo, woo, woo, go)
Yeah, we on and we goin' crazy (Uh, baow-baow-baow)
Oh-oh-oh-way-oh
Said we on and we goin' crazy (Goin' crazy)
We goin' crazy (Crazy)
They say we crazy (Crazy)
I told 'em we very crazy (Crazy)
We The Best Music (Music)
Another one
I DID IT lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Post Malone, Megan Thee Stallion, Lil Baby & DaBaby)
We The Best Music
Another one
DJ Khaled
Stayed down 'til I came up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Ten toes and never changed up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Got my hands in the air right now 'cause I always wanna be here right now
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it (Ay), I did it, I did it, I did it
Take it off then bend over, let me see it
If you're lookin' for a trill type, bitch, let me be it
I'm from the South, never had a handout
'Fore I let my people starve, I'll take it out your mouth
These bitches so quick to switch up
I'm from the Lone Star, I don't need to clique up
It ain't directed, so it ain't respected
Stop droppin' clues 'cause I ain't no detective, bitch
I'm tryna win, don't care how I do it, just know that I did it
Why you so worried 'bout what I be doin'?
Countin' my money ain't makin' you rich
Talkin' down on me don't make you the shit
How my name in your mouth more than your spit?
I really encourage my haters to talk
Throwin' that shade only keepin' me lit, huh
Stayed down 'til I came up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Ten toes and never changed up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Got my hands in the air right now 'cause I always wanna be here right now
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it
Hey, goddammit, I get it
They don't like to see when we win, but I did it
Hey, I stand by my city
Chopsticks sound like a guitar in the air
Stop and take a picture when I'm jumpin' off a Lear
I done ran it up, it only took a couple years
The money be callin', if it wasn't for my little partner
Then the bullshit they be talkin' 'bout, I wouldn't even hear
New sports car go, "Vroom," switch gears
Hey, how you? Goddamn, come here
Thought of goin' vegan, then again, I'm like, "For what?"
I got ten karats each in my left and right ears
'21 Tesla, I don't even gotta steer
My climax ain't even nowhere near it
I stayed down and I stayed down
And I came up, I had faith in my spirit
Stayed down 'til I came up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Ten toes and never changed up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Got my hands in the air right now 'cause I always wanna be here right now
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it (Go), I did it, I did it, I did it
Diamonds on my neck
New contract, I ain't signin' that ho yet
Private plane flyin' somewhere, smilin' on the jet
I drop hit after hit, now that's the domino effect
These niggas out here goin' flat
Ain't no stoppin' it, pink and blue paper all day like Monopoly
Brand new Pradas, I'm proud of me
Actually came from the bottom
Ain't no need in even askin' me, ain't even seen the half of me
And ain't no passin', that's a no-go
Start them killer player niggas out here throwin' low blows
I done got good with the shit
I tell the paparazzi, "Get my angle," every time they take my photo (Another one)
Stayed down 'til I came up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Ten toes and never changed up
I did it, I did it, I did it
Got my hands in the air right now 'cause I always wanna be here right now
I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it, I did it
LET IT GO lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Justin Bieber & 21 Savage)
Yeah-yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah (We The Best Music)
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah (Another one)
Yeah-yeah, yeah (DJ Khaled), uh
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta make my mind up
I'm gon' grind, gon' shine until my time's up
I got money on my mind, is that a crime, yeah?
Don't wanna go back to the days when I was broke
But, girl, you my priority (Woo)
And I'll put your heart way over me
And money ain't shit if I ain't with you, bae
Give it all away just to get you back
Can't put a price on what we had (Ooh)
They say, "Time is money," but money can't make no time (Make no time)
Sometimes it's sunny, but sometimes it don't shine (No, it don't shine)
And life is a bitch, but sometimes it's alright (It's alright)
So, I'm 'a let go of things I can't control
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh), let it go (Oh-oh-oh)
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh), let it go (Oh-oh-oh)
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh, 21), let it go (Oh-oh-oh, on God)
Let it go (Let it go), ooh
I'll let it go if you say that you love me, that shit better show (On God)
Don't try and play like I'm slow, 'cause you been 'round the block and I know this for sure (21)
She ask for seconds, I give her some more and I'm proud of myself 'cause I used to be poor
Now I just hustle and grind and stack it 'til all of my muscles is sore (On God)
Don't play a sport, but I ball (21), answer the phone when I call (21)
I get up whenever I fall, don't try me, it's gonna end up in a brawl (On God)
Porsche lights look like a frog (A frog), cost a few hundred, that's all (That's all)
Richard Mille sit on my wrist, I'm big 4L, I don't do shit small (On God)
Ass so fat, can't sit up
Shorty got a load in the back like a pick-up
Quarter million dollars every time I do a pick up
Fans got their arms in the air like a stick-up (21)
Money growin' like it got hiccuped (21)
You know it's some dope if I whip up (Straight up)
Time is money, little baby, you beautiful
I ain't got no choice but to tip ya (21, ooh)
They say, "Time is money," but money can't make no time (Make no time)
Sometimes it's sunny, but sometimes it don't shine (No, it don't shine, 21, 21)
And life is a bitch, but sometimes it's alright (It's alright)
So, I'm 'a let go of things I can't control
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh, 21, 21), let it go (Oh-oh-oh, straight up)
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh, on God), let it go (Oh-oh-oh)
Let it go (Oh-oh-oh, 21, 21), let it go (Oh-oh-oh, let it go)
Let it go (Let it go), ooh
We The Best Music
Another one
BODY IN MOTION lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. Bryson Tiller, Lil Baby & Roddy Ricch)
[DJ Khaled:]
We the Best Music
Another one
DJ Khaled
[Bryson Tiller:]
Body in motion
You got me so damn focused, yeah
Baby, I'm so done with waiting
Ain't no problem, I'ma give you your way
Got me intoxicated
I'ma give you your way
You should reach out and take it
And I'm getting impatient
Reach out and take it
Give you your way
Body in motion
[Lil Baby:]
You can have it your way
We've been fuckin' 'round for forty-eight months straight
I won't judge you if you let me hit it first base
Put you in positions I don't even much play
You get my attention, I'm real big on concentration
I won't tell no one I ain't that into conversation
Keep you looking good, I do believe in presentation
Buy you sports cars if you can keep my mind racing
I'll never have you waiting
I'm getting off
I'ma charge it to my credit card and I'ma charge it to my heart
We can keep it in the dark, but if you want, I'll show you off
You can get on top and ride me like a Harley, it don't matter as long as you take me there
[Bryson Tiller:]
Body in motion
Ooh, look, I got you focused, yeah
Body in motion
Uh, uh, keep that body in motion
Body in motion
You got me so damn focused, yeah
Baby, I'm so done with waiting
Ain't no problem, I'ma give you your way
Got me intoxicated
I'ma give you your way
You should reach out and take it
And I'm getting impatient
Reach out and take it
Give you your way
Body in motion
[Roddy Ricch:]
Dark lemonade got me ridin' 'round toxic
She give me neck like an ostrich in a lobster
She like how I stack the pancakes like Betty Crocker
And I do the dash, she gon' suck me, I'ma crash
Took her on a vacay, brand new Prada bag
I just wanna spoil you every day I can
You ain't gotta rap, I give you your advance
I bought her brand new titties and bought her a brand new ass
And I promised Webster, I know you never go to Ross
You strategize, you're fly, you kill 'em all
I wanna get what I've been giving
I want a bitch that want a bitch that want a bitch
That's how I'm living, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Bryson Tiller:]
Body in motion
Ooh, look, I got you focused, yeah
Body in motion
Uh, uh, keep that body in motion
Body in motion
You got me so damn focused, yeah
Baby, I'm so done with waiting
Ain't no problem, I'ma give you your way
Got me intoxicated
I'ma give you your way
You should reach out and take it
And I'm getting impatient
Reach out and take it
Give you your way
Body in motion
Suddenly, you came around and something came right over me (Over me)
Honestly I'll tell you where I really wanna be (Wanna be)
I brought her into the night, I need you here right under me
Girl, I'll keep you company, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Girl, you gotta ride, look in your eyes
It's like I could read your mind
And we've both been saying, "It's time you put it in reverse and ride"
[Bryson Tiller (DJ Khaled):]
Body in motion
You got me so damn focused, yeah
Baby, I'm so done with waiting
Ain't no problem, I'ma give you your way
Got me intoxicated
I'ma give you your way
You should reach out and take it
And I'm getting impatient
Reach out and take it
Give you your way
Body in motion (We the Best Music)
[Bryson Tiller:]
I'm so impatient, don't keep me waiting
I think I got it bad for you, babe, bad for you, baby
Intoxicated, I'm on one, I'm faded
I think I got it bad for you, babe, bad for you, baby
Body in motion
You got me so damn focused, yeah
Baby, I'm so done with waiting
[DJ Khaled:]
Baby, you're gorgeous
You're incredible
You're beautiful
You're phenomenal
You're amazing
Most importantly, you're a queen
Another one
THIS IS MY YEAR lyrics - DJ Khaled (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Big Sean, Rick Ross & Puff Daddy)
We the Best Music (Yeah)
Another one (See what can happen when we all get together?)
DJ Khaled (Yeah)
I swear this is my year (Yeah)
I like good girls and Louis Vuitton gear (Yeah)
I like bad bitches, extended long hair (Come on)
And she like Raf Simons (Like Raf Simons)
My bitch bag like forty K, now she act different (Let's go)
And her ass different
Look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (That's right)
Black on black big bodies, all back to back with it (Oh, you see it)
Poppin' Percs like three times a week, hangin' with my savages, yeah (Woo)
And yeah, I pour up (Woo)
Bought me a Redeye (Redeye) just to do donuts
On God, they don't want smoke with us
They just might fold up
They never noticed us, I had to show up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Look, that double R with us (Let's go)
You know the stars with us (This side)
Heard they on demon time (Yeah)
We got Allah with us
Armed and dangerous, yeah (We from New York, motherfuckers)
Do not play with us, yeah
They can't bang with us (Yeah, they can't bang with us)
They labeled us murderers
I hang with the worst of them
When I bust, you just move
You feisty, baby (Come on), but that's how I like you, baby (Yeah)
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah (She like you)
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Yeah, she loves us)
When I bust, you just move (Move)
You feisty, baby, but that's how I like you, baby (Come on)
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah (Ayo, she frontin')
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah (Ayo, let's go, Sean)
Straight up, yeah, woah, look (Look)
B's and M's is what I came to touch (Yeah, touch)
She woke me up to head, it made me blush, damn (Damn)
Dodgin' all the shots they aimed at us
Armed and dangerous, losin' team, ain't no way that's us (No way, no way)
Mama worked two jobs at once for half her life (Half her life, half her life)
She prayed to God and I was the reply (Blessed)
This that hard work, dedication, shit you can't deny (Yes)
I'm my only enemy, if I don't win, it's self-sabotage (That's on me, yeah)
Bitch, I'm in the zone and it's a warzone (Doot-doot-doot)
I'm in control, ball in my court, even in courtrooms
You chase lil' hoes that chase money that chase me (What?)
While I'm goin' over blueprints in the motherfuckin' boardroom
(Ayo, bitch, we gettin' money over here)
And she know it's no strings attached when we fly private there and back
And her base private and I like that (Yeah)
Brightest energy, my soul sing CeCe Winans on the track (Track)
Me and Khaled, we go back, but we ain't never goin' back, don't get confused
(We ain't never going back)
When I bust, you just move (Move)
You feisty, baby, but that's how I like you, baby
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
When I bust, you just move (Move)
You feisty, baby, but that's how I like you, baby
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
(Ayo, Rozay, talk to 'em, M-Maybach Music)
Straight drop dead, Len Bias (That's right)
My trap spot straight fire (Come on)
Runnin' through the courts, made it playin' like a sport (Huh)
Set the streets on fire, left it burnin' like a torch (Take that)
All I want is two-doors, gave the charges to the boys
Now I'm bigger than the blogs, now the topic on the Forbes (Woo, come on)
Catch a fed charge, now we pardoned by the laws
Niggas better stay in line or I'ma sit 'em in the morgue (Come on)
Heaven on earth, half a million on a watch (Watch)
Three bands on a sweater just to let a nigga watch (Boss)
Nigga wanna ride the wave, so I let him hold the yacht
Cuban links for the team, double M on the lock (Double M)
305 the code if you wanna get a block
You can send in Bitcoins, time to triple it with stocks (That's right)
All eyes on me, you niggas livin' in a box (Huh)
Got the haters leavin' comments while I'm really sendin' shots (Biggest)
Ayo, I told y'all the motherfuckin' first time I was never gon' stop, yeah
(Love, love in the sky)
Ten years from now it's— but that was thirty fucking years ago, motherfuckers
(As I kiss your bitch goodnight)
Get used to it, like the fuckin' air you breathe
The first shall be last and the last shall be first (Love, love in the sky)
Black motherfuckin' rich shit (As I kiss your bitch goodnight)
Ownership shit
Godly shit (When I bust, you just move)
Yeah
As we proceed to give you what you need
Come on, man, we wasn't talkin' shit
What the fuck you thought? (When I bust, you just move)
We here
Y'all motherfuckers actin' like y'all got amnesia or something
The truth will set you free
The truth will set you free, son
Ayo, I put this thing together
Me, that's who
Me, I put this thing together, me, that's who (Me, that's who)
When I bust, you just move
You feisty, baby, but that's how I like you, baby
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
When I bust, you just move
You feisty, baby, but that's how I like you, baby
Rock Amiri like me, I'm rich, don't know if she really like me, yeah
Oh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
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