Drakeo The Ruler – Ugh Lyrics

[Intro]
They like Drakeo you a fool, what the f**k you need them stockings for?
Keep the heavy metal just in case I gotta rock and roll, pussy
I’m not with all that poppin’
‘Cause F&N will turn them Timbers into some moccasins

[Chorus]
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh

[Verse 1]
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
When shit start flippin’ cars then I guess it’s understood
Mr. Mosely, tell these niggas stop posin’
‘Bout to turn me to the old me
Shit I don’t think they want that
I’ll start shootin’ where your dome at
Grimy, shiesty, niggas wonderin’ where the chrome at
Go ‘head, nah bitch I ain’t your broham
Brewsky tucked just in case I got to blow hams
Niggas actin’ crazy with that petty ass four bands
My niggas will fold ’em, on beats I’m Hulk Hogan

[Chorus]
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh

[Verse 2]
Ugh, yeah ugh
Pull out that chopper, all of a sudden he Meagan Good
Now what’s happenin’, man these niggas just rappin’
Know that six-fifty with the fender bender get to smackin’
Know I’m reckless, the Stinc Team with the extras
Had to bye-bye blade ’em until these niggas get the message
Stinky chinky, just put me in another minky
Damn near broke my wrist, you niggas know my shit blingin’
What you sayin’? man these niggas just playin’
Hog tie Moses’ cousin and my niggas ain’t playing
Revelations, the end times is what I’m thinkin’
‘Cause Drakeo’ll leave you brainless, ugh

[Chorus]
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh
Ugh, yeah ugh
That chopper make him go ugh
Nigga I’m a bully breaker
Who the f**k, he think he Suge?
That chopper make him go ugh

[Outro]
Ugh, you know what time it is nigga
This number two right? shit nigga, sheesh
I guess it’s me huh
Niggas actin’ like yeah, like shit I’m not gon’ black or somethin’ nigga
Stop playin’, this number two, ugh

Azizi Gibson – Barbie lyrics

[NOT FULL]

[Hook]
Imma do it ’til I die, ’til I’m down
They say what goes up must come down
But we never comin’ down
Now I’m on fire, look who’s hot now
Soon as you think your up, imma shut your shit down
You already know

[Verse 1]
Everybody wanna be gangstas, everybody wanna be gangstas, yeah
Everybody wanna be gangstas, everybody wanna be gangstas, yeah
Everybody wanna be gangstas, everybody wanna be gangstas, yeah
Everybody wanna be gangstas, when they know they really don’t [?] us

Would you die for what you rep?
Would you talk the heat around when

Are you the one who’s gonna send them to hell?

Okay now, niggas really wanna be ganstas, niggas really wanna be gangstas

Expose these niggas for some phonies, make ‘em cry to they mommies

Oh I’m started to understand you motherfuckin’ niggas now
Very well, All up on the Social Network all tough and shit actin’ like Hulk Hogan

[Hook]
Imma do it ’til I die, ’til I’m down
They say what goes up must come down
But we never comin’ down
Now I’m on fire, look who’s hot now
Soon as you think your up, imma shut your shit down
You already know

[Verse 2]
We was sitting outside, waiting for the motherfucker to pull up in the ride

Dizzee Rascal – Man Of The Hour (Raskit Album)

[Verse 1]
Big fat and heavy
Rolling round with that belly
Young prince like Eddie
See that big face on the telly
Big shout to my dready
Big bag of that veggie
Two zoots and the bevvy
Got me calm focused and ready
Eaay right ear to the cellie
Buff ting called shelly
Pretty, perky and leggy
And she knows the crew already
Its about to get sweaty
Neck game so tekkie
Took the nut and didn’t spit it out
All them other girls are so petty trust
Everything is golden
Shout out to Hulk Hogan
You know your still my brother
And my door is always open
Reputation is broken
What you said was potent
Got me wishing and hoping
I’ll be more than just your token
I was rolling round roman
Everything was stolen
My boy was shootin’ that brown and white and it was highly crack in his colon
No homo strolling
Feinds asking who’s holding
Fake face no joking
Smokin’ bolder in the open like

[Hook]
Wow, wow
Everything was fowl we was hooded up on the prowl
Now I’m like, wow, wow
Posted up like a tower look at me the man of the hour
Got em like wow, wow
Everything was fowl we was hooded up on the prowl
Now I’m like, wow, wow
Posted up like a tower look at me the man of the hour

[Verse 2]
Bus pass no motor
Running down the promoter
Tried to duck and not pay me must think that I’m some joker
Put in work for the culture
Just like I’m supposed to
Even if i weren’t supposed to play they still put my name on the poster
Pop tarts in the toaster
On my old dear’s sofa
Trying to figure out combos on street fighter for the ultra
Had a girl from Malta
I would squeeze and grope her
Used to make my toes curl but never made it to the altar and its kosher
Love and blessed vibes, spread them blessings far and wide ’cause I’m a blessed guy
And i can testify
I confess my my testosterone levels extra high
Plus I’m extra fly
Lyrical exercise
Got them petrified
Still running my enterprise
I don’t ramp and i don’t play no need to emphasise
There whining about how shitty there life is in the crisis but I’m decisive
No I don’t emphasise

[Hook]
Wow, wow
Everything was fowl we was hooded up on the prowl
Now I’m like, wow, wow
Posted up like a tower look at me the man of the hour
Got em like wow, wow
Everything was fowl we was hooded up on the prowl
Now I’m like, wow, wow
Posted up like a tower look at me the man of the hour

D.R.A.M. – Broccoli (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Intro: D.R.A.M.]
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Hey lil’ mama, would you like to be my sunshine?
Nigga touch my gang we gon’ turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me ten times three
Thirty thousand dollars for a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodéo and I spent like ten Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like ten phones, damn I’m really never home
All these niggas clones tryna copy what I’m on
Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone
Word to brother Skip, boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin’ boy I’m making plays
Fifty shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan, if it ain’t ’bout guap I’m gone
Niggas hatin’ cause I’m chosen from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin’ at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes
I’m a real young nigga from the six throwing bows
I’m a real young nigga from the six throwing bows
Real young nigga from the six throwing bows
[Hook: D.R.A.M.]
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that pussy easily
Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

[Bridge: D.R.A.M.]
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit

[Verse 2: D.R.A.M.]
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don’t do it ‘less I say so
I don’t smoke if it ain’t fuego
I should sauce ’em up like Prego
Fettucini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was five or six years old when I had told myself ok you’re special
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was twenty-six years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world stepping
That’s what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face, dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearing
They just mad cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami

[Hook: D.R.A.M.]
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
(That weed that weed)
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
(She wanna fuck)
Said that I can get that pussy easily
(I’m gonna fuck)
Said I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

D.R.A.M. – Broccoli (On MTV Wonderland) (Live)

Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit, hey
Hey lil’ mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Nigga touch my gang we gon’ turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3
30, 000 dollars for a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodéo and I spent like 10 Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like 10 phones, damn I’m really never home
All these niggas clones tryna copy what I’m on
Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone
Weight tip the scale, boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin’ boy I’m making plays
50 shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan, if I ain’t ’bout guap I’m gone
Niggas hatin’ ’cause I’m chosen from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin’ at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
Real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that pussy easily
Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
Said I’m beyond all that fuck shit
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don’t do it ‘less I say so
I don’t smoke if it ain’t fuego
I just sauce ’em up like Prego
Fettuchini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you’re special
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world stepping
That’s what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face, dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearing
They just mad ’cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
(She wanna fuck)
Said that I can get that pussy easily
(I’m gonna fuck)
Said I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

D.R.A.M. – Broccoli (On The Conan Show) (Live) letras

Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit, hey
Hey lil’ mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Nigga touch my gang we gon’ turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3
30, 000 dollars for a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodéo and I spent like 10 Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like 10 phones, damn I’m really never home
All these niggas clones tryna copy what I’m on
Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone
Weight tip the scale, boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trappin’ boy I’m making plays
50 shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan, if I ain’t ’bout guap I’m gone
Niggas hatin’ ’cause I’m chosen from the concrete I had rose
Shawty starin’ at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
Real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that pussy easily
Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit
Ain’t no tellin’ what I’m finna be on
Said I’m beyond all that fuck shit
I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don’t do it ‘less I say so
I don’t smoke if it ain’t fuego
I just sauce ’em up like Prego
Fettuchini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you’re special
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world stepping
That’s what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face, dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearing
They just mad ’cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami
In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
(She wanna fuck)
Said that I can get that pussy easily
(I’m gonna fuck)
Said I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

Big Baby – Broccoli lyrics

Ain’t no telling what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit

Hey lil mama would you like to be my sunshine?
Nigga touch my gang we gon turn this shit to Columbine
Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3
30, 000 dollars for a nigga to get flee
I just hit Rodeo and I spent like 10 Gs
I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
And I keep like 10 phones, damn I’m really never home
All these niggas clones tryna copy what I’m on
Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone
Way to Brother Skip, boy I had a good day
Metro PCS trapping boy I’m making plays
50 shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan
I know you know my slogan, if I ain’t bout guap I’m gone
Niggas hating cause I’m chosen from the concrete that I rose
Shawty staring at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
I’m a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows
Real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows

In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that pussy easily
Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

Ain’t no telling what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit
Ain’t no telling what I’m finna be on
I’m beyond all that fuck shit

I got companies and Pesos
I got people on my payroll
She don’t do it less I say so
I don’t smoke if it ain’t fuego
I just sauce em up like Prego
Fettuchini with Alfredo
All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you’re special
But I treat you like my equal never lesser
I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
Had the world stepping
That’s what I call epic
Couple summers later I got paper
I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
With the capers on a square plate
At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
Rapper face, dread headed
Golden diamond teeth wearing
They just mad cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
With a Spanish Barbie word to my mommy

In the middle of the party bitch get off me
In the cut I’m rolling up my broccoli
Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
Said that I can get that pussy easily
Said that I can hit that shit so greasily
I’m a dirty dog I did it sleazily

Dae Dae – Paper Cutz

[Intro]
20 fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga
[Verse 1]
On Tuesdays I’m still fucking hoes at Onyx
Don’t do that, I’m still having racks lil mama
Yeah I’m cool lying with my feet, I’m playing numbers
I’m so stupid I spent a 60 on that Cutlass, woah
I’m sick ho, I don’t make sense
I just say that shit you basic bitch
I can’t stand that bitch
Purse on me, I get so focused
I go Hulk Hogan
When that syrup on I move so slowly
I just told my partner that

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga

[Verse 2]
I’m so crazy I stuffed 50 in my britches
Yesterday ho, I spent 20 out in Lenox
My mama start tripping, I said go with all that bitchin
My ex start tripping, want me fuck her on her period
I’m like no-no-no lil bitch
I got real bad bitches wanna fuck me for a nick
All this swag, all this juice, I gave your favorite rapper that shit
RIP Bankroll Fresh, the real trapper in this bitch

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazy on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga

[Outro]
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga
I’m so crazy I stuffed 50 in my britches
Yesterday ho, I spent 20 out in Linux

Dae Dae – Paper Cutz Lyrics

[Intro]
20 fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga
[Verse 1]
On Tuesdays I’m still fucking hoes at Onyx
Don’t do that, I’m still having racks lil mama
Yeah I’m cool lying with my feet, I’m playing numbers
I’m so stupid I spent a 60 on that Cutlass, woah
I’m sick ho, I don’t make sense
I just say that shit you basic bitch
I can’t stand that bitch
Purse on me, I get so focused
I go Hulk Hogan
When that syrup on I move so slowly
I just told my partner that

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga

[Verse 2]
I’m so crazy I stuffed 50 in my britches
Yesterday ho, I spent 20 out in Lenox
My mama start tripping, I said go with all that bitchin
My ex start tripping, want me fuck her on her period
I’m like no-no-no lil bitch
I got real bad bitches wanna fuck me for a nick
All this swag, all this juice, I gave your favorite rapper that shit
RIP Bankroll Fresh, the real trapper in this bitch

[Hook]
All these fucking paper cuts, my shit got sores now
All these swagger jacker dick riders holding on me
Like ice when I drink, shit get watery
Whoopty-whoop her best friend slide on your daughter bitch
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazy on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga

[Outro]
Mickey mouse my kid cover when they sleeping shit
Different color riding stoner shit not easter bitch
Fugazi on your wrist, boy that’s not nothing
Toupe, RIP man that’s my nigga
I’m so crazy I stuffed 50 in my britches
Yesterday ho, I spent 20 out in Linux