Moneybagg Yo – Under Influence Lyrics (feat. Y Gizzle)

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Y. Gizzle]x2
Let’s double our cups
Let’s drink up some drank
Let’s get under influenced
My dick is a drug
She say she in love that bitch under influenced
Pop a zan
Pop a perk
Pop a molly
Paparazzi, Paparazzi
I know they watching

[Verse 1: MoneyBagg Yo]
Under influenced on the medication
Won’t give up on drugs I’m so dedicated
Turning up cups and blunts in rotation
Everybody on some it’s a celebration
Then we put her in rotation like a blunt
All she wanted was a zan
All she want a Percocet
Got on her knees and blew me like a fan
Shawty mind gone like a motherf**ker
Cause now she want me as a man
Said she wish she could buy it out the store
She wish my dick come in a can
I’m blood walking , Sipping grape street
And it’s hella tasty
Dozing off, hella faded
Hella lazy
I pop me a tab and f**k on that thot like I love that hoe
If it’s A1 I hit her right back like I want some mo’
This just how I live 24/7 I’m popping seals
And smoking by Bob Marley and this shit here harder than Holyfield

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Y. Gizzle]x2
Let’s double our cups
Let’s drink up some drank
Let’s get under influenced
My dick is a drug
She say she in love that bitch under influenced
Pop a zan
Pop a perk
Pop a molly
Paparazzi, Paparazzi
I know they watching

[Verse 2: Y. Gizzle]
I just popped 4 of em’
Ooh, I feel it , I feel it
James Brown got the feeling
Bobby Brown mane I’m twitching
All this yellow got me itching
Got me shouting like a Christian
The way I’m mixing these drugs together
You would think I was a chemist
Bad bitch named Christian
She sucking dick just to hit a cup
Ooh lil mama be turning up
We shoot a film when she get with us
She do the team she don’t give a f**k
Just like my cup mane she double up
She going hard to the runner up
Just like the loud mane we burn her up
I be swerving in traffic
I might catch me a DUI
f**king with MoneyBagg Yo
Got me ducking the FBI
Call me double cup Gizzle
Call me pour it up Gizzle
Every time you see me
I’m under influence lil nigga

[Chorus: MoneyBagg Yo & Y. Gizzle]x2
Let’s double our cups
Let’s drink up some drank
Let’s get under influenced
My dick is a drug
She say she in love that bitch under influenced
Pop a zan
Pop a perk
Pop a molly
Paparazzi, Paparazzi
I know they watching

Cadell – Wicked & Wild Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Man are wicked and wicked and wild
Dem man are cats, I can never ticket and smile
Me, different child
I would leave one set of clothes in three different piles
Supposed to put ’em in the washing machine
But I was out on the road for a million miles
MJ, I’m Thriller and Bad
Four siblings but I’m the uncivilest child
Nuttin’ ain’t free so I went and put the rate up
Want a garden with acres
Couldn’t have a 9 to 5, that’s just not the case
If I didn’t bill it, I stayed up
Take a look at me, bitch, I stayed up
Running your mouth till your mouth got taped up
I ain’t looking back at slavery
Rep for the new age and it pays me
Now look how it panned out
Make a move and laugh, get the dank out
Laugh in your face and laugh to the bank, proud
You don’t wanna get man down
See, you’ve gotta be unique to stand out
Two sheets, one fag and a bud
Got me feeling like man of the month
f**k man of the month, I’m man of the decade
Bob Marley, one man, two zeggaes

[Hook]
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild

[Verse 2]
Listen, anything I do, I put my heart in, right or wrong
I never came through biting songs or biting flows
None of your team could ever last a load
Smoke you in two days, half an O
Feed the wisdom, let me start the quotes
Yard, cars and boats, pound coins and notes
They’re good boys at home but badboys on road
And that’s just never interesting
They’re never improving, never investing
Us man never stop rolling and we never stop smoking
It’s never been a dead ting
At times, my head spins like I’m wrestling
They say chill cause I’m gonna do my chest in
But I’m in a yard that I’ve never been a guest in
And I’m in a scene that no one’s the best in
So how can you talk about starving us?
Do your research, I ain’t just starting up
I cause trouble in the street like my barking cuz
And it’s trouble in the street if you start with Sus

[Hook]
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild

[Hook]
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wicked and wild
Wicked and wild, wicked and wicked and wild

Bob Marley & the Wailers – Rat Race (Live) Lyrics

(Oh, what a rat race)
(Oh, what a rat race)
(Oh, what a rat race)
(This is the rat race….rat race)

Some a-lawful
Soma a-bastard
Some a-jacket
Oh, what a rat race
Rat race

Some a-gorgon
Some a-hooligan
Some a-guinea-gog
In this here rat race, yeah
Rat race
I’m saying

When the cat’s away
The mice will play
Political violence fill your cities, yeah
Don’t involve rasta in your say-say
I’m saying, rasta don’t work for no C.I.A

Rat race
Rat race
Rat race, yeah
Rat race
I’m saying

When you think it’s peace and safety
A sudden destruction
Collective security, for surety, yeah
Don’t forget your history
Or your destiny
In the abundance of water, the fool is thirsty

Rat race
Rat race
Rat race
Rat race
Oh, it’s a disgrace
To see the human race
In a rat race
Rat race
You got the horse race
You got the dog race
You got the human race
But, this is a rat race
Rat race

Some a chicken
Some a scratch it
Some a bunch it
Some a bastard
In this here rat race
Rat race

Lil Wayne – Problems Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven

[Chorus]
If lovin’ me is wrong, I don’t wanna be right, then bitch you hatin’
I’m never wrong, one time thought I was wrong and I was only mistaken
I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later
I’m never home, one time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix

[Verse 1]
Off button, pause button, stop button, lock button
Belly button, big ol’ titties she pop buttons, head buttin’
Versace button down unbuttoned to the top button
Percocets that’s my buttons, hit the pop button
Psychopath, blunt big, big as Mama June off the diet plan, smokin’ science lab
I should have a tattoo that say, “I’m not like my dad” Jesus Christ amen
Might hand in the second hand, she see righteous plans
I see business plans then I lose my mind and my attention span
She see empty hands like oooh lordy, smellin’ like Cool Water
Y’all got them new Cartier, the Rollie was too salty
That’s rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
My little bitch body a trophy
Naked pics, five in the morning, sunglasses, smile emoji
Pull up on the opps, surprise party
Better get up and stand up like Bob Marley
That is your homie he died for ya
Check your home screen, that’s God callin’
Making an impact, my nigga, we not just black, nigga
We rich and black nigga and all them bitches they been after niggas
They run away then they come limpin’ back nigga
Amen, feeling like Our Father
Should I get off my high horse to get on my flyin’ horses
That’s rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
My little bitch body will solve it
And when you say timber, please, will you whisper, my nigga, I’m quietly fallin’

[Chorus]
If lovin’ me is wrong, I don’t wanna be right then, bitch you hate me
I’m never wrong every time you thought I was wrong, and I was wrong, and I was only mistaken
I live all alone, no home telephone, talk to you later
I’m never home every time I thought I was home it was only the matrix

[Bridge]
Hello? Hello? Rest in, Rest in, Rest in
That’s rich nigga problems avoid it
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
That’s rich nigga problems, lil whoadie

[Chorus]
If lovin’ me is wrong, I don’t wanna be right then, bitch you hate me
I’m never wrong, one time I thought I was wrong, I was only mistaken
I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later
I’m never home every time I thought I was home it was only the matrix

[Verse 2]
Rest In peace, I rest in peace and harmony
I don’t talk, I speak, after I pray, I preach
I don’t play, I cheat, after I stay, I leave
The fork in the road, grab the fork and eat
Turn that piggy bank to some hog head cheese
But you doin’ nothing while they sayin’ nothing
And never worth nothing, but it’s always free, psychopath
Blunt big, big as Mama June off the diet plan, smokin’ science lab
I just have tattoo that say ‘I’m not like your man’, Jesus Christ amen
[?] in the second hand
She see righteous plans, I see power plans
She take my hands put ’em in her pants
Do the hyphy dance then I wipe my hands
Feeling like Our Father
Should I get off my high horse to get on my flying horses
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
More bitches more problems
That’s rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
Rich nigga problems, lil whoadie
[?]
[?]

Logic – YSIV Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
They say they want the old Logic
The one that flow like a faucet
I’m still the same me
They just don’t believe it like they agnostic
If I spit over the boom bap they perceive it as nostalgic
But the truth is my subject matter is still the same
Production selection is still flame
But they love you on the come-up ’cause you ain’t tainted by fame
And you still they little secret
That’s the type of bullshit that they frequent
From 19 to 2019, been murdering this shit for a decade
From the boom bap to the trap, let my style cascade
Listen, listen, yeah
What’s the dealy? Pass the Philly
Get silly, that’s on the really
We snappin’ like Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, I’m talking Achilles
Try to play me like I ain’t me but I provided all the deets
Who you know worth $50 million still rapping on breakbeats?
From Nasty Nas, Big L, Tribe, the Roots, and many more
Of course, we could never forget Biggie and Young Shakur
Fuck the police
No, we ain’t fucking with our pastor
I’m the bastard that mastered the flow, said it once before for sure
While 6ix produce hits from the soul, you already know
Visualising and realising my life is fucking crazy
Poppin’ like Jay-Z
Dirty dancing on the game like Swayze
I’m one of the illest, and bitch, I’ve been ready to kill this, it’s so amazing
Bitch, I’ve been blazing, I’m talking grass, I ain’t talking grazing
Latest shit the tape while I sip scotch
Let the haters kick rocks
My flow is tip-top; I never flip flop, why?
‘Cause my soul too strong
Did this all on my own ’cause waiting took too long
The flow sophisticated
All these youngins do is whine like they inebriated
I’m hated, but yeah, that’s how you know I made it
I’m one of the illest, I’m one of the realest
I’m ready to kill this ’til people they feel this
Me and my team made millions but you know we still us
Yeah, they wanna kill us but they all feel us
RattPack real all the time, we never phony
I’m single-handedly running the game like a Sony
While the rest of these rappers is acting
Pass ’em the Tony, pass ’em the Oscar
From the new school rappers, Logic’s the illest on the roster
Smoke like a rasta
Black and white like Bob Marley, yeah, like Bob Marley
These racist motherfuckers hate that last line
Probably haters on the internet ain’t got nothing to bargain
Said I’d never make it, bitch, I just sold out the Garden
Sinatra

[Outro]
Young Sinatra IV, the album
September 28th
Bringing that boom bap back for the RattPack

Young Thug – Goin Up Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Lil Keed]
Yeah
Do you love me baby?
Like I love you baby
Keed
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I put some bread in my pocket, Jimmy Dean
I add a rose gold chain when I drink my lean
I add Chanel on the rip of shawty’s jeans (slatt)
I need a Tylenol, I’m popped too many beans
I’m at the VMA awards, now bring ’em out
I left the dentist with some braces in her mouth (tighten it up)
I told your darling, shawty was on south
I take this Rari, park it at the house
I tell her it stop it, call me and take this up
I told her to stop it, I got on my knees up
I bought you the Rollie, you know it came forty-four B’d up, yeah
Cupid fishbowl is at the top
I put the tint on it (yeah), she tryna sit on it (yeah)
I throw the climax (what?), I got the deal on it, yeah
It came in wireless (what?), I spent a rent on it (yeah)
I’m smokin’ on thrax pack, gotta keep the seal on it, yeah (that’s kush)
You catch a body, gotta put appeal on it, yeah
I’m Prince high-key, straight out the trenches with it, yeah
I’m Bob Marley, the next century yeah
Hopped in with your boo
Wanna see chest up and then nothin’ else

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
MG, Benz truck, we speedin’
Yeah she say she down, she just wanna be ’round me
Yes I’m havin’ European denim on my bottom
I got niggas who won’t squeal and they came straight from the bottom, yeah yeah
Sunset sherbert in my lungs
I rock out the show, count them racks in the morning
VVS diamonds, we havin’ some pointers
I pull up with slime, them snakes out the jungle
Neck flooded, you gon’ need a sponge
I’m through with the hoe, she didn’t pass the road
I’m wiping his nose, we crossin’ him out
All it take is one call, they surrounding your house

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing
Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling
Bring them bitches in the room if they all in
I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine
So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me
And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up

[Outro: Lil Keed & Young Thug]
Bitch I’m goin’ up (do you love me baby?)
Bitch I’m slowed up (like I love you baby?)
Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me (do you love me baby?)
Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine(like I love you baby?)
Do you love me baby?
Like I love you baby?
Do you love me baby?
Like I love you, yeah

DRUMMAKID – In My Yard (I Don’t Know) lyrics

[Verse 1] 
Its a new day its a new day
Money coming in got my mood changed 
She say boy I’m hot I got that blue flame 
I said come and take hit I got that good strain

We can go and kick it if you like too 
Put it on ig and get some likes to then she said 
Drumma I just wanna show what I do
Now let me wiggle in me middle I said aight cool

Gon’ head do it cause you gotta lotta booty
I feel like Hank Moody I might just make a movie
That be right tempo yeah pass me another doobie
Need to sit back and relax ey cause babe that ass be groovin’

Fuck it up (3x) she got the club going stupid 
I might need a 40 but I pray that never use it 
This be that Bob Marley this be that rebel music
Miss me with the bullshit this is that ghetto blue print, oeh yeah

[Hook] 2x
I don’t know I know why they keep on hating on the low, but I do not care 
Yeah, Burn it slow burn it slow we gon’ keep the peace now put yo lighters all up in the air

[Verse 2]
Money on my mind be my all-time fashion
If she toss that pussy imma smash it
She said drumma you a dirty bastard 
Girl imma give you a seven cause seven be dropping it faster

You don’t need to pay no mind to no weak shit
Girl imma roll a big L on some G shit 
Waves in that rear got a nigga feeling seasick 
Couple things that I can tick off on my dream list

Peep this, we can go all day
Leave yo wallet home, you do need to pay 
I will never comprehend why these niggas hate
I just gotta say, that I know God is great, heey

[Hook] 2x
I don’t know I know why they keep on hating on the low, but I do not care 
Yeah, Burn it slow burn it slow we gon’ keep the peace now put yo lighters all up in the air

[After chorus]
Cause I’m cool in my yard I can never hate ‘m cause I’m cool in my yard
Ain’t no hesitating we be cool in my yard 
Pull-up on me yeah I got that good in my yard

Cool in my yard I can never hate ‘m cause I’m cool in my yard
Pull-up on me yeah I got that good in my yard, good in my yard

Tweed Deluxe – Sea Of Cortez lyrics

I went south of the border, for some vacation fun
I flew to Cabo San Lucas, for some time in the sun
There were lots of margaritas, cold Tacate beer
There were lots of brown eyed senoritas, they were everywhere

But I had come down alone
No one to call my own, no one to call my own

I walked up the beach in the morning, headed into town
I wandered up to the Mango Deck, to see what was going down
Bob Marley and the Wailers were jamming, to the sound of the sea
The air smelled of chorizo and coffee, and refried beans

And then she walked my way
And she asked me my name, she asked me my name

She said her name was Niele, from the Sea of Cortez
A little town called Guaymas, that’s where she was bred
Here hair was so beautiful, and her skin was so fair
She had a voice that rocked my universe, I was already there

Niele girl won’t you take my hand
Niele girl I want to be your man, I want to be your man

My vacation had ended, it was time to go home
I packed my bags and headed to the lobby but, my Niele was gone
I walked up to the concierge, and he handed me a note
It was from my Niele and this is exactly what she wrote

She wrote I never want to see you again
I never want to see you again
Oh, my Niele, oh my Niele
Why’d you have to hurt me so bad
Why’d you have to make me feel so sad

Slowthai – Ladies lyrics

[Verse 1]
Lines don’t loose sleep of lipping in the sheet
Nothing seems real ’till it lands at your feet
We all pay bills, I’ve got gaps in my teeth
They never gave me luck, they’re just gaps in my teeth
I smile a lot; why not?
Fan girls getting eyed up, it’s best to keep your eyes shut
Too nice to keep my eyes off
That’s fresh Kate, hands off
Crush grapes and bake off
I always take days off
Praying that it pays off
Stereotype me, that’s a waster
See myself like a Baidar, never been a faker
Baby boy from the manger, east midlands popper
Pocker think I’m selling A-class
Went to see a doctor, he said my life was made up
What you do with no options?
Like a squirrel for an acorn, pulling out my hair
I ain’t getting no payrolls
Searching for gold at the end of the rainbow
I’m at a yellow brick road, doing up angel
Tell her do it ‘cus I said so
Invade your king
I ain’t trying to get a bay raw, life a sin
Can you give the boy a halo?
Can you give the boy a blight?
I’m just tryna get by, always told me lies
Now they stood outside, praying at demise
I’m an eagle flying, throught the brease, they chat I glide
Like steez I’m T-sus Christ
They nice, when I’m twice as nice
Now your girl’s crooking
Now your mumsy nice

Now your girl’s crooking
Now your mumsy nice

[Hook]
This one’s for the ladies
‘Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men
This one’s for the ladies
‘Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men

[Verse 2]
Thorn in my foot, no one helped me out
Im not unpure, neither good, like thats not allowed
I tried talking to God, can you help me out?
Never got a response, only asked as a child
Been unsure on trial, I’m sure that ill walk this out
Caught this flight, deja vu, already lived this life
So the path that I’m on yeah, this one’s mine
No more sleep
No more lines
No more breachin’
No more fines
No more tack
And no more nights
In on the curfew, early nights
No more jobseekers
No more teamleaders, who ain’t been leaders
No more swinging out fights
Everybody swinging out nice, like nobody dies
But it’s scumbag season
I’ll come back when no come back needed
Man like lil’ Jo I’m squeezing
Prolly smoke more I’m leaning
8 year old’s blow bags breathing
Nowadays cognac sipping
Back then? Scumpy sipping
Lamborgini, never walk a breeny
Got a fam like Averyx
They sell, they sell shore for flavors
I wouldn’t sell myself out for a dough and acres
I want a wife that’s gracious
And we can get a yard that’s big in barbados
I appreciate queens ‘cus they made us
I’ll prolly see what’s your fragrence, tasting like badies
Put me in a spell like seance
Shelter when it’s rainy, Bob Marley, what’s your preference

Yeah, this one’s for the
Yeah, this one’s for the
Yeah, this one’s for the

[Hook]
This one’s for the ladies
‘Cus they have our babies
And they drive us crazy
But they made us men
This one’s for the ladies
‘Cus they have our babies
Yeah they drive us crazy
But they made us men

Brr

Bob Marley & the Wailers – Rocking Steady Lyrics

Steady rock easy
Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy
Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy

When first I heard rock steady
Thrilled me to the bone
When I talk about rocking steady
You need a baby for your own

Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy
Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy

Talk about the cha-cha
Talk about the mambo
When I talk about rocking steady
You better be ready

To rock stead easy
Steady rock easy
Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy

When first I heard rock steady
Thrilled me to the bone
When I talk about rocking steady
You need a baby for your own

Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy
Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy

Rock stead easy
Steady rock easy

You’re doing good
Rock stead easy
Just like you should
Steady rock easy
You’re looking fine

Red Hot Chili Peppers – Give It Away

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don’t stop continue

Realize I don’t want to be a miser
Confide with sly you’ll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin’ upriser
How come everybody want to keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

I can’t tell if I’m a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes

I’m a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now

Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin’ like he talk it
Goodness me can’t you see I’m gonna cough it

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

Lucky me swimmin’ in my ability
Dancin’ down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility

My mom I love her ’cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin’ good my brother gonna hug me
Drink my juice young love chug-a-lug me

There’s a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won’t let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

Parfum Quartier – Jul paroles

Paroles Jul – Parfum quartier

J’ai traîné trop souvent, j’aimerai m’en aller
Ils savent le quart d’ma vie mais ne font que parler
J’ai fumé, j’ai plané, un peu comme Bob Marley
J’ai pleuré, séché mes larmes, plus tard j’me suis marré
Je sais c’qu’on dit sur moi, je frissonne
J’vois un pote en condi’ il déguste, il zone
Pendant des années j’ai attendu ma Cendrillon
Elle est mignonne sans maquillage, sans crayon
T’es brave avec moi, de bon cœur j’te dé-fauche
Toujours donné c’que j’avais
Même quand j’avais rien dans les poches
Si t’écoutes les gens “J’ai fait des sous, j’me la pète”
Ça va pas en s’moment, même si je fais pas la tête
Il est temps que je vous dise au-revoir les amis
J’suis content, j’fais des tofs avec des mamies.(parfum quartier)

Moi j’essaie d’rester moi-même
Même si dure est la vie qu’je mène
J’t’en veux pas, l’erreur est humaine
Mais prends pas la confiance quand même. (x2)

J’suis dans la Clio, j’écris mon texte dans l’quartier
L’odeur d’la beuh, mélangée au parfum Cartier. (x2)

J’ai deux bras, deux jambes
J’m’en suis sorti seul, avec l’aide d’un pote au ciel
J’pense à toi quand je chante
La vie c’est bizarre, les prénoms s’effacent sur le sable
J’pense à tout, je serre, me dis que c’est Dieu qui veut ça
Et tous les jours je gamberge… versuri-lyrics.info
Quand tu sais pas où dormir, qui t’héberge ?
Et arrête de me faire chier, j’fume un pét’ sous l’étoile du berger
Je sais qu’il y a des haut, qu’y a des bas
Je sais que y a des vrais, qu’y a des faux
Saches que c’est tous tes coups bas
Qu’ont fait ressortir mes défauts
Sors une loc’ un peu qu’on aille se faire une course
J’traîne avec des gars qui pourraient t’faire rire un ours.

Moi j’essaie d’rester moi-même
Même si dure est la vie qu’je mène
J’t’en veux pas, l’erreur est humaine
Mais prends pas la confiance quand même. (x2)

J’suis dans la Clio, j’écris mon texte dans l’quartier
L’odeur d’la beuh, mélangée au parfum Cartier. (x2)

Moi j’essaie d’rester moi-même
Même si dure est la vie qu’je mène
J’t’en veux pas, l’erreur est humaine
Mais prends pas la confiance quand même.

J’suis dans la Clio, j’écris mon texte dans l’quartier
L’odeur d’la beuh, mélangée au parfum Cartierrr. (x2)
Jul paroles
Video quartier

Bob Marley & the Wailers – Natural Mystic

There’s a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
If you listen carefully now you will hear
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don’t ask me why
Things are not the way they used to be
I won’t tell no lie
One and all got to face reality now
Though I try to find the answer
To all the questions they ask
Though I know it’s impossible
To go living through the past
Don’t tell no lie
There’s a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
Can’t keep them down
If you listen carefully now you will hear
Such a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
This could be the first trumpet
Might as well be the last
Many more will have to suffer
Many more will have to die
Don’t ask me why
There’s a natural mystic
Blowing through the air
I won’t tell no lie
If you listen carefully now, you will hear
There’s a natural mystic
Blowing through the air

Amine – Blinds

[Verse 1]
Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my freeform dreads
I love it when she give a nigga freeform head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo

[Chorus]
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten

[Verse 2]
Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these hoes, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a fuck because I know that I’m the shit

Blinds – Amine lyrics

Lyrics Amine – Blinds

Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my free form dreads
I love it when she give a nigga free form head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo.(blinds)

Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten.

Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these h**s, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die versuri-lyrics.info
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a f*ck because I know that I’m the shittt.
Amine lyrics
Video Amine

Robbie Rule – Elevate Lyrics

[Intro]
Alright
Alright
Alright
Everything alright
Aye yo
Aye yo
Ah wam to them
Alright them
Yoo

[Verse 1]
From we ah make money, everything alright
The yute them nice and we mother alright
Bob Marley say it’s gonna be alright
It’s gonna be alright
Everything is alright
Everything alright
Alright

When we and we friends them link up
Hennesy and de kush them stink up
Mess with badmind people them around part them ah pree
We with them face wrinch up
Some people don’t want to see your thing up
Like a printer, your name them print up
True me car them rims up
And me cars them tint up
Badmind ah turn up
When we ah work them in a bed curl up
Touch the road down to the tar burn up
Man fi confirm up
Cah money affi earn up
Me go link me girl up
She say artist time fi tour the world up
Money ah fi make so go try your luck
Cah we hot like thermost
Nuff ah them get nervous

[Chorus]
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then

[Verse 2]
Alright then, alright then, yow
Tell pagans say fi look into this
A whole leap of work man put into this
Don’t bother try, don’t run de risk
Ah badmind cah put a foot into this
Tell pagans say you fi remember this
You nahh live fi see then end of this
Firm and fit we nah carry sickness
Cah we no hiv nor syphilis
Music we ah pre, no idleness
Food ah fi eat that’ why I do this
People wah see Robbie Rule ah Paris
Gyal ah blow kiss me see man ah boom fist
Tell me grand mother me say everything crisp
Sick, roof over, head ah go fix
Every disc jockey have me song ah go mix
Pagans cah stop

[Chorus]
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then

[Verse 3]
When we and we friends them link up
Henessy and de kush them stink up
Mess with badmind people them around part them ah pree
We with them face wrinch up
Some people don’t want to see your thing up
Like a printer, your name them print up
True me car them rims up
And de glass them tint up
Badmind ah turn up
When we ah work them in a bed curl up
Touch the road down to the tar burn up
Man fi confirm up
Cah money affi earn up
Me go link me girl up
She say artist time fi tour the world up
Money ah fi make so go try your luck
Cah we hot like thermost
Nuff ah them get nervous

[Chorus]
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Yah, alright then
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then

[Outro]
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Haffi elevate we self
We ah see progress
We haffi elevate we self
Alright then, alright then

Chris Brown – She Gon’ Crazy ( Trippin’ ) Lyrics

[Intro]
Clap your hands, clap
Clap your hands
Hit it

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Gave her something for the first time
Tore that ass off
Now she texting me all the time
Talking about wheres you?
Come over, ain’t call her back
Now she blowin’ me up
And I can’t go nowhere
Without her showing up

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
She trippin’
I stole her ass from jumping a nigga
Be pimping
But, ever since I gave her the business
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’ crazy
Yeah, Ooh, crazy, yeah, huh
Man this girl she gone
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gone’crazy
Yeah, ooh, crazy, yeah, she trippin’

[Verse 2: Tyga]
Ah, now you owe me, now you owe me
Trippin’ when we all alone, trippin’ when we lonely
Oh lordy, don’t you start it
Why you worried, it just me and the homies, ah
Lot of money, arm, leg what the engine cost me, ah
Bob Marley, reefer in the club compartment
Lean, syrup coughing
I’m dead, nigga cuff me
This bitch crazy, no tax, tryna charge me
Few hickys, gotta lick it ‘fore you sticky
Fuck with me, pouring double shots of the Henny
Whats wrong with me, 50 one 50, but she pretty
I called the shots, but you fouled business, bitch

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
She trippin’
I stole her ass from jumping a nigga
Be pimping
But, ever since I gave her the business
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’ crazy
Yeah, Ooh, crazy, yeah, huh
Man this girl she gone
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gone’crazy
Yeah, ooh, crazy, yeah, she trippin’

[Verse 3: R. Kelly & Chris Brown]
Pimps up, hoes down
Only got, one night in town
I don’t catch feelings, I just break her down
Like a drive through, I’m in-N-out
28’s on my new shit, I keep it all white, that’s a Kool Whip
Crib lookin’ like a cruise ship
And your girl all in my cruise ship, hey
Afterparty, my hotel
Got bitches all on my stairwell
Love a bad chick who don’t kiss and tell
Say she love me, i’m like, oh well

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
She trippin’
I stole her ass from jumping a nigga
Be pimping
But, ever since I gave her the business
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’ crazy
Yeah, Ooh, crazy, yeah, huh
Man this girl she gone
She gon’, she gon’, she gon’
She gon’, she gon’, she gone’crazy
Yeah, ooh, crazy, yeah, she trippin

PnB Rock – Monster Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh yeah
Gotta turn up one time
Turn the mic up some
Oh yeah

[Verse]
I got a main chick but I fuck around
‘Cus it just ain’t the time to be cuffing now
All these bitches temptations, I just knock em down
Soon as they start stalking I just block em now
Just a couple months turned my life crazy
Everybody know my name, I don’t gotta say it
Funny how back then, man they tried to play me
Same hoes wanna fuck, Tryna have my babies
HaHa I’m laughing ‘cus you think I’m dumb or something
Like i got amnesia, I don’t remember them or something
2015 this my fucking summer
Man I’m feeling just like baby, Number 1 Stunna
PnB Rock, go download my app
It’s free but if you want me on your shit I need a rack
If you catch me in your hood, best believe I’m strapped
I know I got all these haters I can’t go like that
One of my songs your bitch favorite song
Niggas mad ‘cus I’m on and my paper long
I ain’t got no cosign I did it on my own
Tryna diss, I”m dropping shit man this ain’t what you want
Rolling up dope, Smoke an once baby
That’s why every time you see me, I look like I’m Asian
I Smoke more than Bob Marley, I think I’m Jamaican
Even if the cops coming, man I’m still blazing
Riding in that foreign, it go skrt skrt
I was just in the kitchen whipping work work
Before I buy a chick a chain or a fucking purse
I got a daughter named Milan and she comes first
Money on mind even in my dreams
I got all these bands busting out my jean
I got shooters that’s gon’ scoot, I dare you try to scheme
Never lacking, yeah they strapped with forties with them beams
Going in for a while, let me slow it down
Got the whole world listening to my sound
Yeah they talking shit when I ain’t around
But when I pop up they don’t make a sound
Shout out to the gang, Yeah we on now
No more second guessing, It’s for sure now
No more second guessing, It’s for sure now
That we about to take over the world now

[Hook]
I don’t need friends i just need some loyal niggas
I don’t need friends I just need some loyal bitches
No, I don’t need friends i just need some loyal niggas
I don’t need friends, man I told you
All I need is some loyalty
And I don’t no fucking enemies
Your friend can turn into your fr-enemy
And I won’t let that be the end of me

[Verse 2]
Gone for a while but I’m back now
The streets been waiting for this crack now
In the cell getting mail like,”Where you at now”
I’m sick and tired of hearing all these rap clowns
You got everybody signing on the track now
Niggas tryna steal your lane and that’s facts now
But they can’t be me, man its PnB
I done took the wave they ain’t seeing me
And just last year, Ain’t nobody know me
Now i walk by, everybody joe me
Man i been balling, i feel like Ginobili
I think I’m Lebron, I Think I’m Kobe
And I can take ya girl from you in 15 seconds
Sing a little Instagram clip and we sexing
I don’t even gotta call, I can just text it
Tell her where I’m at and she gon’ come and get naked
I’m screaming fuck the law, I hate the law
That’s why every single day, I break the law
And I’m rapped out, unless its cake involved
Don’t give me what I want, Ima take it all
And that’s one for all them real fucking rappers
I’m not a star ‘cus that’s rats spelled back words
Before all this rap shit i saw a trapper
I hanged with killers, drug dealers, kidnappers

Tory Lanez – Bodmon Song (Extended Version) (The New Toronto 2 Mixtape)

[Intro]
Yeah, Fargo
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Shawty, you know how I’m strokin’ on it
When I pull up 4 in the mawning
We can smoke, girl, if you want it
We can smoke just roll up pon it
I do the things that you wann’ do
All of the things that you want too
Do anything cause I want you
Do anything cause I want you
Oh, pull up in designer
Girl, that body’s purer than water
Smell like Dasani
Sippin’ on Henny
‘Bout to hit your bitch with that see you in the mañana
Mi need a bad one by me
Mi need a bad one beside me
They see dem suck pussy boi, try me
Bodmon, you can’t do ah man grimy
Mi gun on me
Case infahmah wan’ come find mi
Smokin’ on Bob Marley
Mi hit di stage and di gyal jump ‘pon mi

[Hook]
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

[Verse 2]
When I pull up in dah mawning
Pure Hennessy we nah do no Gin & Tonic
Fuckin’ boi, dem dem wann’ find me
Fire fi dem, now we nah chill wit informants
No man ah make it from my ends
And no man ah tek way from my space
Mi pray dem jah jah bless all di likkle yutes

[Hook]
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
Dis a bodmon song
Dis a bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song man ah sing, yeah

[Verse 3]
When the Rolls swing the corner
Hop out the bloodclat ting, me ting ballin’
Bad white gyal like Madonna
Big dutty 4-5 on me, don’t try me
Man a walk when bodmon roll
Keep up and your girlfriend like come home
Top drop the Porsche, it drop down slow
Blessings me say and to the gyal dem
Nuh bodda wid di cuff ting
Tonight when yuh come over, mi yard, is a fuck ting
Nuff rude bowy pon a rough ting
Dah wah di fuckin’ Glock forty is a must ting
Blessings me send to mi yute dem
Blessings me send to mi bredren
And bodmon, we nuh beg friend
But we still a sing, yeah

[Hook]
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

Tory Lanez – Bodmon Song (Mixtape version)

*** **Additional Verse(s) to be added** ***
[Verse 1]
Shawty, you know how I’m strokin’ on it
When I pull up 4 in the mawning
We can smoke, girl, if you want it
We can smoke just roll up pon it
I do the things that you wann’ do
All of the things that you want too
Do anything cause I want you
Do anything cause I want you
Oh, pull up in designer
Girl, that body’s purer than water
Smell like Dasani
Sippin’ on Henny
‘Bout to hit your bitch with that see you in the mañana
Mi need a bad one by me
Mi need a bad one beside me
They see dem suck pussy boi, try me
Bodmon, you can’t do ah man grimy
Mi gun on me
Case infahmah wan’ come find mi
Smokin’ on Bob Marley
Mi hit di stage and di gyal jump ‘pon mi

[Hook]
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah

[Verse 2]
When I pull up in dah mawning
Pure Hennessy we nah do no Gin & Tonic
Fuckin’ boi, dem dem wann’ find me
Fire fi dem, now we nah chill wit informants
No man ah make it from my ends
And no man ah tek way from my space
Mi pray dem jah jah bless all di likkle yutes

[Hook]
A bodmon song
A bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
Dis a bodmon song
Dis a bodmon song mi ah sing, yeah
One bodmon song
One bodmon song man ah sing, yeah

Section Boyz – Shell It

[Verse 1: Swift]
Trap, trap til the morning
Pat fat looking Norbit
Here’s a pack you look starvin
I don’t believe what you’re talking
Loads of racks in apartments
Smoke a man and go auntie’s
Them man are rats and informers
I was young and just bossy
Kicked out of school, still classy
Cool with the Afghans and Malis
Flex with the Africans and Yardies
Shutdown raves or parties
Fluffy want me I bust Warley
Man don’t do [?] or Charlie
Smokin on Bob Marley
You can ask Blue or Marley

[Verse 2: Sleeks]
Tryna get it in
Push bike, pedalin
Drugs, cops, blocks, medicine
I will never speak to the cops
Man I swear to the rock, wedding ring
Got a thousand shots peppering
Brown and pop, heavy ting
Grind and stop, my man’s washed
Mad, timing is everything
Bad bits, in the sides of a belly ring
On the shelly ting
Man’s just shelling it
Shellings, anywhere man shell it
Ring trap, no credit
Man get it
Piff bud, smell it
[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 3: Knine]
Trapstar on the clothes
Manaman ain’t got a [?]
Grab pack then I do road
Grab man if he try touch bro
Section only, man know
Weapon on me might blow
Hector Zeroni, man’s got all the Os
Anywhere we go we shelly and go
Everywhere man’s gettin in loads
Dead line, man bury that phone
[?] man’s putting up toes
Dead wine, might have that bro
Smart load anywhere I go
Do show, do road, do home
On the street man know how it goes
Grab poles and make that blow

[Verse 4: Littlez]
Smoke nuff ganja like Rass
Jook to the face now man ah feel frass
Them man brass, nah they don’t get cash
Champagne spray that, manaman splash
Man ah come mash up the rave then dash
Gyal ah take pics cuh man ah move Flash
Man a big dog like Bits and[?]
Doin up road, get around like a rash
Turn up settings
Manaman shut tings down, that’s shellings
Gyal wan’ get it
Ps stay gettin
[?] Section, man can’t get it
They ain’t got Zs it’s jeans they sellin
Lock tings down, then manaman steppin
Man ah come lit up the rave, that’s shellings
Back to the T house, trapline bill it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 5: Deepee]
Boom, I get bread with my bredrins
Peng tings, [?] not pending
Don’t wanna get arrested I have a rest-in
A new tour, I got gear in engine
Buds in the seat box for the break
Same place where your gyal took break
Back your bredrin, get baked
Better get break off, no break
Shots make a boy say hey
Boo hoo, I get Ps every day
Hey did a mad ting, I said boom
Ohh peng tings, skengs in a room and tre
Watch out for your babes
Dropped her drawls, she must’ve saw my face
Don’t last for whores, I love the thought of papes
Your pumpy laws is underscores today

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

Red Hot Chili Peppers – Give It Away letras

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
What I’ve got you’ve got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don’t stop continue

Realize I don’t want to be a miser
Confide with sly you’ll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin’ upriser
How come everybody want to keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

I can’t tell if I’m a kingpin or a pauper
Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes

I’m a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now

Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin’ like he talk it
Goodness me can’t you see I’m gonna cough it

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

Lucky me swimmin’ in my ability
Dancin’ down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility

My mom I love her ’cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin’ good my brother gonna hug me
Drink my juice young love chug-a-lug me

There’s a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won’t let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your mama
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your pappa
What I’ve got you’ve got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

Section Boyz – Shell It Lyrics

[Verse 1: Swift]
Trap, trap til the morning
Pat fat looking Norbit
Here’s a pack you look starvin
I don’t believe what you’re talking
Loads of racks in apartments
Smoke a man and go auntie’s
Them man are rats and informers
I was young and just bossy
Kicked out of school, still classy
Cool with the Afghans and Malis
Flex with the Africans and Yardies
Shutdown raves or parties
Fluffy want me I bust Warley
Man don’t do [?] or Charlie
Smokin on Bob Marley
You can ask Blue or Marley

[Verse 2: Sleeks]
Tryna get it in
Push bike, pedalin
Drugs, cops, blocks, medicine
I will never speak to the cops
Man I swear to the rock, wedding ring
Got a thousand shots peppering
Brown and pop, heavy ting
Grind and stop, my man’s washed
Mad, timing is everything
Bad bits, in the sides of a belly ring
On the shelly ting
Man’s just shelling it
Shellings, anywhere man shell it
Ring trap, no credit
Man get it
Piff bud, smell it
[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 3: Knine]
Trapstar on the clothes
Manaman ain’t got a [?]
Grab pack then I do road
Grab man if he try touch bro
Section only, man know
Weapon on me might blow
Hector Zeroni, man’s got all the Os
Anywhere we go we shelly and go
Everywhere man’s gettin in loads
Dead line, man bury that phone
[?] man’s putting up toes
Dead wine, might have that bro
Smart load anywhere I go
Do show, do road, do home
On the street man know how it goes
Grab poles and make that blow

[Verse 4: Littlez]
Smoke nuff ganja like Rass
Jook to the face now man ah feel frass
Them man brass, nah they don’t get cash
Champagne spray that, manaman splash
Man ah come mash up the rave then dash
Gyal ah take pics cuh man ah move Flash
Man a big dog like Bits and[?]
Doin up road, get around like a rash
Turn up settings
Manaman shut tings down, that’s shellings
Gyal wan’ get it
Ps stay gettin
[?] Section, man can’t get it
They ain’t got Zs it’s jeans they sellin
Lock tings down, then manaman steppin
Man ah come lit up the rave, that’s shellings
Back to the T house, trapline bill it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 5: Deepee]
Boom, I get bread with my bredrins
Peng tings, [?] not pending
Don’t wanna get arrested I have a rest-in
A new tour, I got gear in engine
Buds in the seat box for the break
Same place where your gyal took break
Back your bredrin, get baked
Better get break off, no break
Shots make a boy say hey
Boo hoo, I get Ps every day
Hey did a mad ting, I said boom
Ohh peng tings, skengs in a room and tre
Watch out for your babes
Dropped her drawls, she must’ve saw my face
Don’t last for whores, I love the thought of papes
Your pumpy laws is underscores today

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

Section Boyz – Shell It letras

[Verse 1: Swift]
Trap, trap til the morning
Pat fat looking Norbit
Here’s a pack you look starvin
I don’t believe what you’re talking
Loads of racks in apartments
Smoke a man and go auntie’s
Them man are rats and informers
I was young and just bossy
Kicked out of school, still classy
Cool with the Afghans and Malis
Flex with the Africans and Yardies
Shutdown raves or parties
Fluffy want me I bust Warley
Man don’t do [?] or Charlie
Smokin on Bob Marley
You can ask Blue or Marley

[Verse 2: Sleeks]
Tryna get it in
Push bike, pedalin
Drugs, cops, blocks, medicine
I will never speak to the cops
Man I swear to the rock, wedding ring
Got a thousand shots peppering
Brown and pop, heavy ting
Grind and stop, my man’s washed
Mad, timing is everything
Bad bits, in the sides of a belly ring
On the shelly ting
Man’s just shelling it
Shellings, anywhere man shell it
Ring trap, no credit
Man get it
Piff bud, smell it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 3: Knine]
Trapstar on the clothes
Manaman ain’t got a [?]
Grab pack then I do road
Grab man if he try touch bro
Section only, man know
Weapon on me might blow
Hector Zeroni, man’s got all the Os
Anywhere we go we shelly and go
Everywhere man’s gettin in loads
Dead line, man bury that phone
[?] man’s putting up toes
Dead wine, might have that bro
Smart load anywhere I go
Do show, do road, do home
On the street man know how it goes
Grab poles and make that blow

[Verse 4: Littlez]
Smoke nuff ganja like Rass
Jook to the face now man ah feel frass
Them man brass, nah they don’t get cash
Champagne spray that, manaman splash
Man ah come mash up the rave then dash
Gyal ah take pics cuh man ah move Flash
Man a big dog like Bits and[?]
Doin up road, get around like a rash
Turn up settings
Manaman shut tings down, that’s shellings
Gyal wan’ get it
Ps stay gettin
[?] Section, man can’t get it
They ain’t got Zs it’s jeans they sellin
Lock tings down, then manaman steppin
Man ah come lit up the rave, that’s shellings
Back to the T house, trapline bill it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 5: Deepee]
Boom, I get bread with my bredrins
Peng tings, [?] not pending
Don’t wanna get arrested I have a rest-in
A new tour, I got gear in engine
Buds in the seat box for the break
Same place where your gyal took break
Back your bredrin, get baked
Better get break off, no break
Shots make a boy say hey
Boo hoo, I get Ps every day
Hey did a mad ting, I said boom
Ohh peng tings, skengs in a room and tre
Watch out for your babes
Dropped her drawls, she must’ve saw my face
Don’t last for whores, I love the thought of papes
Your pumpy laws is underscores today

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year