1. |
Ronald Reagan Rich
03:00
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Come and get ya dope from me black nigga rich off the dope money
Drowning, swimming in a snow bunny
Yah, nigga rich off the dope money
Uh, homie throw ya block up
They can't understand why you riding round wit choppers
Hold up, while I get a cushty higher real Black ppl more heroic than T'Challa
Getting straight to the stacks Wilson Pickett
You was working overtime niggas gotta get it
Whip it, whip it hard nigga whip it
White change into meringue get in the kitchen
You could be Noriega or George Bush Senior
Two types of gangsters neither one was cleaner
I suggest you go and take ya paper to the cleaners
Cuz It'll look fishy when you riding round in beamers
Jesus, nail a nigga to the wall
Long haul I95 so you could ball overload of the powder thanks to Oliver North
Blacks without power will beat you at every sport
Come and get ya dope from me black nigga rich off the dope money
Drowning, swimming in a snow bunny
Yah, nigga rich off the dope money
Come and get ya dope from me black nigga rich off the dope money
Drowning, swimming in a snow bunny
Yah, nigga rich off the dope money
There's a war outside no nigga's safe from
Every Republican is the same one
Teach you every drug dealer is a mobster
But they all came from the same monster
Ha, loaded coke on the planes
Put the choppers on the trains
Told Americans to blame
Every black boy in Compton and Philly
Up in Harlem, deep in the Brick City nah, my niggas more resilient than that shit
Flip another package flip it to this rap shit
And you can try to spin it on the news
But your kids buy the music cause I'm telling them the truth, bitch
I'm fucking uncouth, bitch
Fresh up out the booth, bitch
You gon' get this work
Sabotaged generations but fuck it for what it's worth
Imma cook it, market, nigga Imma pitch it
Restitution missing Imma get it
Black millionaire flagrant wrist
Nigga looking Ronald Reagan Rich ha
Come and get ya dope from me
Dope money
Today there's a new epidemic
Smokable cocaine
Otherwise known as
Dope from me
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2. |
Why God?
02:05
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3. |
Sofrito
01:59
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I got the sauce
I get to the bag
Im back on my fly shit
They jacking the swag
And you'n want no smoke
You a bitch and a half
They popping that shit
I'm popping a tag
From the streets boy
Got the glow I'm bruce leroy
Catch ya shots with my teeth boy
Going hard up in Decoy
Oxtail in my wontons when I fine dine
This is don juan
Shorty shaking them pom poms
Dembow when it's grind time
Niggas weak with that sneak diss but I don't play around a nigga rhyme rhyme
Eating rapper niggas nom nom
St Germaine up in Chandon, uh
They jockin him when I be clocking in nigga i'm back on my job
You see him it's not morgan freeman but you in the presence of God
I got the sauce
I get to the bag
Im back on my fly shit
They jacking the swag
And you'n want no smoke
You a bitch and a half
They popping that shit
Im popping a tag
Bag getter, swag nigga, get that percy miller
Yah, bout it
Say you Trill but I doubt it
Hit the block and rerouted
Called that audible and got out it
Yah, dilly dilly
Brick city move the rock like a milly, really
Uh, SMD fuck boi be tryna test my G
But them shooters move like a looper hit a nigga c'est la vie
We getting it niggas is lit and it got niggas riding the wave
We killing it while we be stealing it nigga I'm digging ya grave uh
I got the sauce
I get to the bag
Im back on my fly shit
They jacking the swag
And you'n want no smoke
You a bitch and a half
They popping that shit
I'm popping a tag
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Let it ring off going dumb dumb dumb ha
Purum pum pum ha
Let it ring off dumb dumb dumb
Going dumb dumb dumb
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Black air force ones you niggas know the activity
I throw the pipe she pushing back I want the same energy ha
Yah smack it up and then rub it down and I'm gone uh
Hit the booth and we burn it down and I'm on yah
Bitch boys can't get with that
Entourages rolling back
Running thru my Rolodex
Shorty said she wanna throw it back
And I'm a trill nigga I'm poking that
Lil butt but it's fat though
Realest out and that facto
Imma black out
Act out hit Dollar Bin & I spazz out
Going up and we pouring up sip Bombay 'til I max out
Run it back like Eddie George
Killing shit when I get in form
Never stop when we get it going uh, nah
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Work something and twerk something she roll it roll it
Too thick in that lit fit shorty cake is swollen ha
Move it around on the D
Knocking me off of my feet
Hold up I'm catching the beat
Yah, something to see
Second to none
Pop a chablis
We getting it done
Uh, on the Clydesdale 'til I fall off
She like the drip I'm getting dipped got a closet that'll piss a mall off
We rolling we riding
We adding on to that milage
Gon hold it down wit' no problem
Potato keeping it silent
Going OG Bobby
Margot Robbie
We posted up at Giovannis
Diggin in a plate of manicotti uh
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Uh let it ring off going dumb dumb dumb
Coming through with that bass boy parum pum pum
Yah let it ring off going dumb dumb dumb
Coming thru with that bass boy parum pum pum
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
Ya shorty got ass for days
I'm clapping ya babe
AI wit the braids ha
Ya hop and you catching the fade
My hittas will aim
The black parade
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5. |
Broadway
02:25
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Twerking on the top of mount olympus
She making it bounce all on the dizzick
Ride of my life a niggas won't forget it
Hundred on the car dash Black Scott Disick uh
Trilly in a new zone
Hopped in the whip the shit was two toned
Jordan versus bird
Black and White I bent the curb
Motor run like a snot nose
Dodged the bullshit like potholes
Ken Griffey with the base hit
Yah, wood grain in the spaceship
The atmosphere is now ripped
Peeped 12 in the rearview and dipped
Yah, dip dip diver
Old faithful release the geyser uh
Broader than Broadway
Cirque du Soleil wit the foreplay
Catch a pitch like Jorge yah
She on the explore page
Four bundles and a frontal
Four bundles and a frontal
Copped four bundles and a frontal
She giving up top in the tunnel
Ha talk dirty get it licked up
Mascara smeared she gotta fix up
Im in the 6 at Poutini's
Riding through the streets bumping Luchini
The timbs is suede I'm so geechi
No texts if you really gotta reach me
Send the DM now its henny time
Shorty probably gon' buss down anytime
In the next few minutes forget it
Can't take a L if I'm in it, I'm winning
I'll hit you back when I wrap up
She face down with that ass up
What, shining like Keisha
Under black light roll the reefer
Grab the stick and went ballistic
Two hand combo get it twisted yah
Broader than Broadway
Cirque du Soleil wit the foreplay
Catch a pitch like Jorge yah
She on the explore page
Four bundles and a frontal
Four bundles and a frontal
Copped four bundles and a frontal
She giving up top in the tunnel
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6. |
Young Akinyele
03:00
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So I guess what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Tell me we can fuck right
Tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Yeah I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Tell me we can fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Yeah I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Tell me we can fuck right now
Yah, tryna pipe and wipe and a freaky bitch is my type and
That pussy sweet it's so ripened, no stipend
The blacker the berry the more sweeter the drip, the more sweeter my bitch
Im tryna soak some sheets I got a suite at the Ritz
And smacking on that ass the bitch thicker than grits for real
Smoke the dope and fuck Christian Grey I got a mask and rope
Ball gag and hand on ya throat
All of that a nigga rock the boat yah
Until it mufuckin tip tho
Back shots on ya tip toes
Handprints on ya butt
Im tryna give you a nut you tryna
So I guess what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Yeah I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Tell me we can fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Yeah I wanna fuck right now
Girl what I'm tryna say is I wanna fuck right now
Tell me we can fuck right now
Back shots smell like vanilla
You'll probably never meet a nigga triller
Lubing it up for that shimmer
Love when an ass can move with no filler
Uh, yah fill up yah
Gimme some time before I Diddy and Shyne
I mean shoot the club up, I'm packing a 9
The glock 34 I'm going outta my mind gaawd
Give a nigga the strength legs in the air I'm tryna give you the length
Fuck ya hair I'm knockin out the crimps
Fuck ya ex man the nigga a simp uh
Bounce like a 6'4' 6'4' 6'4'
Back shots on ya tiptoes tiptoes
Handprints on ya butt I'm tryna give you a nut
You tryna fuck or what huh
Bounce like a 6'4
Back shots on ya tiptoes
Handprints on ya butt
I'm tryna give you a nut you tryna fuck or what
Uh hold up
Uh hold up
Young Akinelye we up in the telly I eat a bitch for free
I'm like an essence mag I got a brown bad chick between the sheets yah
Uh hold up
Uh hold up
Young Akinelye we up in the telly she wanna fuck wit a thug
Handprints on ya butt I'm tryna give you a nut
You tryna fuck or what
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7. |
Drip Trill
03:00
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40 below timbs
Plate with the gold trims
Shorty you know him
Wear the bra with no rim
Im tryna go in
She calling more friends
Chick is like wassup what you drinking on I said gin
Wit some lemonade if you could make it happen shorty count me in
Squeeze the lemons though
I don't fuck wit the Minute Maid
Had about 4 cups nigga caught the whole fade
She hit the bubbler I'm under nigga she super high
The camo gilet is the only way a nigga superdry
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Uh yah
Fucking wit a leaky faucet,100
Changed into the fresh Nike Cortez
You niggas is all dead
Rap will crack a forehead
The bars is so hard and now the floor red
Fucking wit a spitter
Shit too cold when you roll wit a winner
TR write 100 songs in December
It's how I stay warm in the winter
Uh no Supreme fit
Drip more heavy than supreme bricks
50 years old in ya teen fit
We call that a mean brick yah
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
In Ricetti socks
I max well like Fetty Wap uh
Rugby is lit
You know a nigga comfy as shit
Nugget rings like I'm rza
She want a weekend like sza
Shit I'll provide I'll deliver
Give shorty all the smoke no dza
Uh, wit her top off
She just tryna get knocked off
Yah really Trilly Popoff
Drenched off in that hot sauce
Yah gravy
Back stroking too wavy
Shorty tried to pursued me
To stay the night but I'm gravy I
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy nigga
Drip hard drip heavy
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