Anik Khan – Regardless Lyrics (feat. Robin Dey)

[Chorus: Anik Khan, Robin Dey, Anik Khan & Robin Dey]
They watching regardless
I got it regardless
We pull up, she hop in
I’m pushing buttons to start it
I told her proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
She love when I brag but she twerk to melodics
We tell em watch us regardless
We flossing regardless
Just know you a target when all the homies are starving
Tell em proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
We get to the bag, we got no other options

[Verse 1: Anik Khan]
I turn this bitch up regardless
They switch up regardless
Know my Visa denied but to your girl I’m the flyest
This shit is set up regardless
Kept my head up regardless
Know my bro got the draco and keep it tucked like [?]
I said we pull up fully furnished, do 100 on the dash
We working and we turn up, we was worthless in the past
Not my homie so don’t “bro” me
Heard your shit, I ain’t a fan
Her sari made of solid gold and I come from the sand (Whoa)

[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
Baby, f**k a dowry
If there’s a price on your head, that’s a bounty
Ay there’s a bunch of loose cannons all around me
And this for any motherf**ker try to doubt me
Tell em you know

[Chorus: Anik Khan, Robin Dey, Anik Khan & Robin Dey]
They watching regardless
I got it regardless
We pull up, she hop in
I’m pushing buttons to start it
I told her proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
She love when I brag but she twerk to melodics
We tell em watch us regardless
We flossing regardless
Just know you a target when all the homies are starving
Tell em proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
We get to the bag, we got no other options

[Verse 2: Anik Khan, Anik Khan & Robin Dey]
Tell em proceed with caution
Don’t speed up the process (Ayy)
Print up this paper, I’m Michael Scott in The Office
I gotta end up in Belize, count up the profits
I’m in a foreign with options
I’m a foreigner with no options
Someone open the borders, lemme get shit in order
Number four on the charts, I couldn’t go cross the water
From rodents and roaches to gold looking gorgeous
I put work in my city, they tryna make me a tourist
I tell her

[Pre-Chorus: Anik Khan]
Baby, f**k a dowry
If there’s a price on your head, that’s a bounty
Ay there’s a bunch of loose cannons all around me
And this for any motherf**ker try to doubt me

[Bridge: Robin Dey]
And we got no opponents
That’s how you know we showing off
Baby you know I put you on
Now you showing off

[Chorus: Anik Khan, Robin Dey, Anik Khan & Robin Dey]
They watching regardless
I got it regardless
We pull up, she hop in
I’m pushing buttons to start it
I told her proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
She love when I brag but she twerk to melodics
We tell em watch us regardless
We flossing regardless
Just know you a target when all the homies are starving
Tell em proceed with caution
We don’t get exhausted
We get to the bag, we got no other options

Ace Hood – Practice Lyrics

[Verse]
Living in glory, living notorious
Eat a little fish, a little chicken, go gym, nigga living like warrior
Feeling like Morpheus, I gotta make a nigga forfeit his
That’s, very unfortunate, I take a beat and make a feast of it
I’m unleashed and shit, reminiscing while the reefer lit
You see what happen when you recommit?
Nigga, picture this, mind, body, and the soul divine, got everything that you need inside you
Gotta ease your pride, got keys, I can lead the blind
You won’t believe how I beat the odds, do you believe in God?
Bang, bang, niggas thieving lives
I had a dream we would all combine, you gotta cross the line
Be free from the fear inside, set bounds when you cut off sides, that niggas out his mind
He done jumped in the gym though, boy cut like Freddy Krue’, slice like Kimbo
I’m a lamp in the Benzo, fish tanks on the window, fuck nigga, Frito
I’ma get ’em cause I know I got ’em, I’m in the Jeep with the two-eight bottoms, I’m getting UK dollars
Riding ’round with some spiritual shottas and we’ll lift somebody spirit up out it, ain’t really worried about it
Working more and saying less, easy as the alphabet
I’m like, aye, Ace is amazing, save me a spot at the top with the greatest
Actually active with accurate aiming, I’m happy, elated, I’m blessed and I’m favored, be all you can be
Before the beast, gotta unleash, never retreat
Gotta believe, fly to Belize, me and the Queen, privacy please
You gotta see, see for the ceiling, [?] look way more appealing
Pushing my limits, in love with the feeling, count up a million and slice a percentage, I’m paying myself
E for the effort, fuck with me never, I’m way too clever
Foot on the pedal, feel like Mandela, clean as Consuela, smooth as vanilla
F is feather, flourish together, nourish the weather, people get jealous, keep up, repel it, fuck what you selling, shit is pathetic, we gon’ address it, G as in goat
We are on go, hop in the Ghost, I’m with my woe, we rockin’ Presi’s like we bout to vote
This was a dream we envisioned before, used to be broke
H is for healing, I as in illest, J as in jealous, K as kinetic
Killing them, baby, L is for Legend, live in the present
Learn all the lessons, lean on your leverage
M as in money, march with them blessings
N is for nigga, we [?], we super special, we like a legend
O is for olo, pull up to Soho, sometimes you just gotta stunt a on doh doh
P is for practice, who’s up for some static?
Q as in quality, that’s automatic
R is for realer, S is for shivers, losing my nigga, man I remember
T as in triumph, U as in unit, V as in viewing, fuck is we doing?
I got that W, all of my pieces exceptional, you wonder why I’m ahead of you, Z is for zilla, knew you would feel it
This is the Purge, knew I would kill it

[Outro]

INNA – No Help lyrics

No no, I don’t make a difference
Say what you want about me, así, así
I don’t need no permission
I run the night from Belize to Italy

I got a Coca-Cola but I don’t want no chaser
Drinks on me, you know how that works
Everybody wanna see what I’m about to do first
Watch me and do not disturb

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

While you’re all on my body
Sé que quieres de mí, de mí, de mí
Baby, Imma be honest
Estoy pensando en tí, en tí, en tí

I got a Coca-Cola but I don’t want no chaser
Drinks on me, you know how that works
Everybody wanna see what I’m about to do first
Watch me and do not disturb

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

Eyes on my body, you want it, you want it
But this is the night that I’m gonna be on my own
Hands off my body, my body, don’t hurry up
Cause this is the night that I’m gonna be on my own

Ooh, I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Ooh, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help
When I get by myself, can’t describe how good I feel
Yeah, I do me so well, you know I don’t need no help

Young Thug – Gain Clout Lyrics

[Chorus]
All of these young niggas killin’ each other, they tryna just gain clout
How you gon’ lie, just say that I said that, the fuck is you talkin’ about?
I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out
I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin’ my cock
I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put on your tator tot
I got the crop Chanel bag, I’m ’bout to go fuck up the block
Hop in out the Porsche then hopped out the Jag’ and jack it like Jack in the Box
I put Chanel, the lil’ bitty bags all over all of the dots

[Verse 1]
Maybach came with the torch and the hatchback
RayVac, spray his ass back nigga, blat, blat
My bitches got credentials and green eyes like a black cat
Your bitch is almost fat, better stop playin’ ‘fore you get whacked
Money got me shittin’ like a laxative, no comparin’, I ran up the racks
All of my bitches are bougie and bad, my money was long as his ‘lac
I told the bitch that wasn’t my kid, I need a paternity
Pull up to your block and takin’ your cookie, call me Bernie

[Interlude]
Got the red interior, red shoes and red Jeep
Got a bad bitch, don’t play the radio, Greg Street

[Verse 2]
Dead meat, know you’re just a dead breed
Red meat, eat it like a deadbeat (deadbeat)
I pop a wheelie, I fuck on a bitch like I’m Banshee (brrt)
Bought a Rolls Royce and then I was smokin’ on whammy
I put the bitch on her back and I beat it like Hercules (hah)
How the fuck you let these rat niggas go get them some cheese? (Hah)
I had to send the car comin’, I took off and ran with the keys
I put some diamonds on her toe, yeah they dancin’, Chris Breezy
I go to Fendi and I got a tall breezy comin’ from Greece
I don’t believe her, I think she Belize or she from Middle East

[Chorus]
All of these young niggas killin’ each other, they tryna just gain clout
How you gon’ lie, just say that I said that, the fuck is you talkin’ about?
I had the dick inside of her mouth and I still had the chopper out
I put the bitch inside of a Range, the way she suckin’ my cock
I take a hundred racks right out of the bank and put on your tator tot
I got the crop Chanel bag, I’m ’bout to go fuck up the block
Hop in out the Porsche then hopped out the Jag’ and jack it like Jack in the Box
I put Chanel, the lil’ bitty bags all over all of the dots

Young Thug – Barbie Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, uh, yeah
ChopHouz on the track
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ma [?] you my project
Gotta keep a [?] like my private
Gotta keep it wet for me, ayy
Got the cream on the seats, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
She’s ridin’ exotic cars [?]
I put Rolls Royce stars in the ceilin’ and leave off Earth, yeah
Read my tags when I see you like we some [?]
I hate when you don’t text me back [?]
Engraved your name in the seats in the Rolls
Backyard got a park, we ain’t gotta leave home
When it comes down to you, I’ll never say no
Like I’m supposed to, right?
Right? Right?
Make sure I tuck you in tight ’cause you don’t like bugs at night, right?
Fur on your trenchcoat, you ain’t even know I had to roll the dice for that
I put the straightjacket on, go cray-cray for your love, yeah (hey!)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Love, your love
Love, love
Make love to me
Come lust with me, yeah
Come rub on me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love, oh
Love me

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Yeah, bought you brand new Fiji water, I wanna braid your hair
Bought Chanel shoes ’cause I wanna see them C’s when you step
Got you new condominium keys, don’t you go nowhere
And it’s just us, dripped out love
Bentley coupe for you, paddy wagon’d it up
Flossin’ in Belize, you a diamond in the rough
Christian Dior, love the smell of when we hug
The pain I get from you, I don’t wanna go numb
Doin’ overtime and develop us a bond
Straightjacket on ’cause for you I go dumb

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Love, your love
Love, love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Love, your love
Love, love
Make love to me
Come lust with me, yeah
Come rub on me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love, oh
Love me
Make love to me
Come lust with me, yeah
Come rub on me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love to me
Make love, oh
Love me

A CHAL – Cuánto (feat. A$AP Nast)

[Chorus: A.Chal]
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos (vamonos, vamonos)

[Verse 1: A.Chal]
En una cabana, my necklace de agua
I’m breaking Cubanos, pongo marijuana
Won’t see me mańana, I’m thinking Montana
I’m crossing the border then buyin’ the land up
Bebiendo ‘te romo, tenemo ‘te plomo
Yo soy una estrella, tu eres palomo
El rey de la zona, Gazi amazona
Verde en mi ropa, verde mi aroma
I remember bein’ six
They hit my tío’s spot for a lic
Abuela took me to the side and told me
"Be careful who you let inside"
Gettin’ hot like Belize
Feelin’ like Tony with the fees
Spillin’ Cuervo on the Pyrex
Break it down, tape it, send it on the highway

[Chorus: A.Chal]
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos

[Verse 2: A$AP Nast]
Suc, guap, suc, guap
Used to be actin’ from blocks
Used to mix Sprite with the Wop, ayy
Your bitch, she like me a lot, yeah
Fuck that bitch, she blow my line, ayy
Blow my line, blow my line, yeah
On the phone, plug talk
Licking, spilling, bar walk yeah
Empire, empire
GAZI Gang NY
GAZI Gang NY (Gang)
Come to them, I let it fly (bitch)
Shots fired, shots fired (bow, bow)
Strong arm, Popeye
Wreckin’ shit, recognize
Know they want me penalized
See them hatin’, eagle eye

[Chorus: A.Chal]
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos
Ayy, ayy, wey, qué
Cuànto, tanto, vamos, vamos (vámanos, vámanos)

Lil Wop – Pint Of Blood

[Intro]
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney
Pssh, pssh, pssh
Aye, aye
Aye

[Hook]
Drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (it’s Wop, aye)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (it’s Wop, aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (aye, it’s Wop)

[Verse]
Everywhere I go, these people watching me (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, it’s Wop)
She say, "Lil Wop, when you gon’ slide?", bitch, stop clocking me (it’s Wop, it’s Wop, lil whores)
This fucking shit ain’t free, you gotta pay the fee (it’s Wop)
OG gas bag fucking up my arteries (OG, aye)
I can’t stop popping xans, they apart of me (it’s Wop)
I can’t love a bitch, ’cause it ain’t no heart in me (aye)
Aye, that bitch gave me brain, she seem real smart to me (she smart)
That ain’t my ho, that bitch just roll my blunts and pop for me (lil whore)
Aye, I be off them xans, I can barely see (see)
Aye, I be high as hell, yeah, I look Chinese (it’s Wop, aye)
I just flew a bad bitch all the way from Belize (pssh)
Aye, that bitch do some shit you will not believe (lil whore)
Aye, ticked off, Rollie fake (fake, huh)
I don’t fuck with niggas, ’cause they hate (aye)
Had to cut some niggas off and get some cake (cake)
Collar full of Gucci, filled with snakes (snakes)
Aye, I just scored a pint of Wock and pour the eight (money)
And if I ever go back broke, I’ma take, aye (aye)
Your bitch wanna fuck, I tell her take it off
But that bitch don’t need a pussy, I’ma break her off (aye)
I done made it out the trenches, now my trap a loft (it’s Wop)
I don’t fuck with rap niggas ’cause these niggas soft (lil whore, aye)

[Hook]
Aye, drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (sleep)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (shit, aye)
Aye, drink a pint of blood and then I go to sleep (ugh)
Chopper on the pillow case a nigga creep (aye)
Bitches love to peep but they don’t ever speak (lil whores)
I could turn a good girl into a fucking freak (she bad)

[Outro]
It’s Wop

Dave East – My Dirty Little Secret (Paranoia Album)

[Intro]
I’m just tryin’ to figure it out
It’s a lot comin’ with this shit
Lose a lot
Gain a lot

[Verse 1]
Like it’s written in Chinese it’s hard to read her
I poured an 8th in a liter knocking Aaliyah
It’s funny I fell in love with her Instagram
I’m picturing how I’ma fuck her, If I get to meet her
I don’t get to nap
What you do for a living?
Shit, my business rap
I’m outta town all the time, let me know if you can get with that
In 5 minutes flat I bag an ounce up,I was in the trap
It’s funny that ones that was closest don’t even give me dap
You claim you want me, that’s something that you just gotta prove
A lot a dudes in Gucci uniforms like it’s private school
Crazy me wearing these red-bottoms, done brought em out the blue
Young rich nigga, probably find me where Stella got her groove
Feel like I got her, so now I just gotta follow through
She telling me if we was together, I’d have to follow rules
I’mma see you, when I’mma see you, I make a lot of moves
I don’t need you but I might keep you
What do I gotta prove?

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Verse 2]
She said she never heard my music but her brother on it
She got me thinkin’ ’bout it if I’ma put a rubber on it
If I ain’t wakin’ up to her message it’s just another mornin’
She really my type because she think love is boring
I don’t know if it’s the jewelry or the cash
That made her respond to me so fast
She ain’t never asked me nothin’ ’bout my past
Speeding I’m trying to look through her pictures
I almost crashed
Digital Dash, Foreign whip, I took a Florida Trip
Me and my daughter, I’m getting messages from this foreign chick
She keep complimenting my jewelry she think I’m more than rich
So I’ma fuck her wearing my jewelry, I’m on some border shit
Online shopper, she don’t go out she just order kicks
I just hope she suck a mean dick and put cheese on her grits
Older women love me the youngins too, I’m running through
I panicked, she ain’t post a picture in over a month or two

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Verse 3]
It’s hard to trust’ em nowadays
They come with foul ways
Thirsty for satisfaction
She doin’ it for a caption
I rather be drunk somewhere relaxin’
I gave six all my jewelry
I don’t trust her, he started laughing
Like this the shorty, you been talking bout and showing us
I’m growing up, no more Keisha’s nigga
I’m blowing up
I don’t trust her enough to pass the weed I be rolling up
I could have her on the beach in Belize sipping coconuts
Hood shit, Hennessy shots until she throwing up
Time to see what that mouth ’bout
She already done smoked enough
Telling me with her last Nigga with head is how she woke him up
Wonder why I’m not going to cuff?
Mammie you must be smoking dust

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Outro]
Don’t nobody gotta know
Don’t nobody gotta know
Don’t nobody gotta know

Dave East – My Dirty Little Secret

[Intro]
I’m just tryin’ to figure it out
It’s a lot comin’ with this shit
Lose a lot
Gain a lot

[Verse 1]
Like it’s written in Chinese it’s hard to read her
I poured an 8th in a liter knocking Aaliyah
It’s funny I fell in love with her Instagram
I’m picturing how I’ma fuck her, If I get to meet her
I don’t get to nap
What you do for a living?
Shit, my business rap
I’m outta town all the time, let me know if you can get with that
In 5 minutes flat I bag an ounce up,I was in the trap
It’s funny that ones that was closest don’t even give me dap
You claim you want me, that’s something that you just gotta prove
A lot a dudes in Gucci uniforms like it’s private school
Crazy me wearing these red-bottoms, done brought em out the blue
Young rich nigga, probably find me where Stella got her groove
Feel like I got her, so now I just gotta follow through
She telling me if we was together, I’d have to follow rules
I’mma see you, when I’mma see you, I make a lot of moves
I don’t need you but I might keep you
What do I gotta prove?

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Verse 2]
She said she never heard my music but her brother on it
She got me thinkin’ ’bout it if I’ma put a rubber on it
If I ain’t wakin’ up to her message it’s just another mornin’
She really my type because she think love is boring
I don’t know if it’s the jewelry or the cash
That made her respond to me so fast
She ain’t never asked me nothin’ ’bout my past
Speeding I’m trying to look through her pictures
I almost crashed
Digital Dash, Foreign whip, I took a Florida Trip
Me and my daughter, I’m getting messages from this foreign chick
She keep complimenting my jewelry she think I’m more than rich
So I’ma fuck her wearing my jewelry, I’m on some border shit
Online shopper, she don’t go out she just order kicks
I just hope she suck a mean dick and put cheese on her grits
Older women love me the youngins too, I’m running through
I panicked, she ain’t post a picture in over a month or two

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Verse 3]
It’s hard to trust’ em nowadays
They come with foul ways
Thirsty for satisfaction
She doin’ it for a caption
I rather be drunk somewhere relaxin’
I gave six all my jewelry
I don’t trust her, he started laughing
Like this the shorty, you been talking bout and showing us
I’m growing up, no more Keisha’s nigga
I’m blowing up
I don’t trust her enough to pass the weed I be rolling up
I could have her on the beach in Belize sipping coconuts
Hood shit, Hennessy shots until she throwing up
Time to see what that mouth ’bout
She already done smoked enough
Telling me with her last Nigga with head is how she woke him up
Wonder why I’m not going to cuff?
Mammie you must be smoking dust

[Chorus]
Don’t nobody know we speaking
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should keep it
You could be my little secret
Don’t nobody gotta know
Thinkin’ ’bout if I should eat it
If I’m workin’ then I’m workin’
If I’m creepin’ then I’m creepin’
Don’t nobody gotta know

[Outro]
Don’t nobody gotta know
Don’t nobody gotta know
Don’t nobody gotta know