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Young Dolph – Sunshine Lyrics

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Sunshine By Young Dolph Man, them kids loud as hell downstairs This s--- crazy as hell, what’s goin’ on on the news Ayy, bae, pass me that phone Tray Tray, y’all quit jumpin’ on that couch, bruh Hello? (What’s up, Dolph, what you been doin’?) S---, listenin’ to the president talkin’ ’bout the Chinese flu and Just like everybody else, n----, I been quarantining With my Biscotti, Lemon Tree, and Promethazine and (Woo) I know my garbage man sick of seeing empty pint bottles (Wop, wop) FaceTime every day with my sister, auntie, and mama (I love y’all) F--- it, make a Corona baby with baby mama (F--- it) Last night I was up four in the morning oilin’ my choppers (F--- it) I needed some time off anyway, so it ain’t no problem (F--- it) Independent, so I’ma eat anyway, regardless (F--- it) Tray Tray happy as f--- ’cause daddy been home every day (I love y’all) Ari happy as f--- ’cause daddy home, she gettin’ her way Called my n---- and told him, “Man, I’ma finna spend six

Ycee – Vacancy Lyrics

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Ladies YCee for the gal dem Wi Wi Wi Willisgivedem Girl your body banging simi leti Fami ni rugbon o le gba mi leti Girl your body banging simi leti Fami ni rugbon o le gba mi leti Girl your body banging gan Girl you gat me wanting more Mo fe mu yo bi ti Kponkiriyon Girl you gat me wanting mor Next to me nobody nobody Its here you’re supposed to be Next to me nobody nobody nobody no no no Next to me nobody nobody nobody no no no oh No no no oh oh I said I put ice for your body you go shake am (kuronbe!) Want all my money come take am Gimme real love not the fake one Space dey my heart I’m vacant I put ice for your body you go shake am Want all my money come take am Gimme real love not the fake one Space dey my heart I’m vacant Vacancy Aha Free your mind Free your spirit Free your soul Let the music take control Sho get? Girl your body banging simi leti Fami ni rugbon o le gba mi leti Girl your body banging simi leti Space dey my heart I’m vacant (kuronbe!) Baby girl you

Ycee – Love Like That Lyrics

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Badder than Ain’t nobody badder tha-an Ain’t nobody badder than I don’t wanna ght the faaaact Who gon love me like that? I don’t wanna ght the fact Who’s gon love me like that? (Not You) Who’s gon love me like that? (Not You) You gon love me like that (Ouu) I don’t wanna ght the fact Who’s gon love me like that? (Not You) Who’s gon love me like that? (Not You) You gon love me like that (Ouu) Tori bo se wan bai wan bai wan bai wan bai Anything you want girl we go buy Anywhere you want girl we go y Tori bo se wan bai wan bai wan bai wan bai Anything you want girl we go buy Come be mine Girl no denying Your body so ne Blow my mind every time Don’t be late Your style is so wavy Come sit on my face Wan give you my babies Oh my baby I’m here now No holding back no (no holding back) No holding back no (no holding baaack) No holding baack oh ay So baby I really don’t need that no Girl you know I don’t need that no Baby girl I don’t need thaaat ay I don’t wanna ght the fact Who’

Ycee – It’s Amazing Lyrics

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Adey level Ain’t Nobody Badder Than Clark Kent I’m on my super tip Getting ve stars like a Uber trip Went from Tiny Money straight to super rich Twisting up the dreads like a lunatic Mehn I feel like Martin Luther did Cos I had a dream and now its super lit Call me Demilade Kruger, bitch Cos I murder everything including this Mehn I been lowkey and vibin (lowkey and grinding) I only go where I’m invited (where I’m invited) You say that you exing you lying (say that you exing) Your music na moment of silence (moment of silence) Killing from Gidi to Cali (Chee) Got all my shooters beside me (Chee) You wonder why we niggaz grinding (You Wonder) My pockets should look like Diezani (Look like Diezani) Mehn I be chasing a cheque Beating it up cos I’m wavy Nigga we dipping and dabbing and swerving until we pull up in Mercedes You hating then say with your chest Still got my eyes on a jet I just be dipping and dabbing and swerving until I pull up in Mercedes So tell em you know it’s

Ycee – Wahala Dey Lyrics

Don know Vibe Ain’t nobody badder than Shawty wan sign in Shawty wan Shawty wan Say I never see your type before girl I swear I see another baby girl I no go run away Bad with the figure you dey high like the liquor I be sipping on you everyday Vibe all night with a girl like mine gimme dreams when I’m wide awake Be your James Bond girl you know what that means we got live to die another day Omo no be play Really wanna make you my bae Listen close to every word I got a lotta things to say mama I say girl no be play Really wanna make you my bae Cos you be killing them all definition of a slay mama I been on the other side mama (side mama) I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die for your matter) But if I die for you, (I wanna know) Who gon love you mama? (Oh no) I been on the other side mama (side mama) Said I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die) But if I die for you, (I wanna know) Tell me who got love you mama yaya ay Roll with me baby everyday could be a holiday Said

Young Nudy – Blue Cheese Salad Lyrics

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Blue Cheese Salad by Young Nudy (Eat ’em up, eat ’em up, eat ’em up, eat ’em up, eat ’em up, eat ’em up) Haha I told you, I only make stoner music Gangster music, killer music F— your ho music, take your ho music (COUPE) Yeah She say boss up, so I drop the top on that b—- (Roll up) She wasn’t f—–’ with me when I ain’t have s—, but she want this (Yeah) All this money that I’m gettin’, I ain’t givin’ s— (Yeah) I be in the trap spot countin’ up, tryna add it (Yeah) F— a ho, won’t blow a bag, you know that ho is nasty (Yeah) B—-, I live a savage life, and b—-, I’m livin’ lavish (Yeah) I’m a hot boy and my pockets full of salad Mixed it with that rap money, turned that s— to blue cheese (Yeah) N—- mention my name, know that boy is Swiss cheese (Bah-bah) B—- say I paid for it, you sound crazy, b—-, please Gave that ho a double cup and told her pop this double G Throw back me an Adderall and then I f— that ho to sleep Wake that b—- up on a Perky Put it in her mouth, her ja

Young Nudy – Understanding Lyrics

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Understanding by Young Nudy So you m———— don’t understand where the f— I’m coming from So I had to explain to you m———— where the f— I’m coming from, see what the f— I’m sayin’? (She know what the f— going on, n—-) I done got a lil’ older, what y’all don’t understand I’m not that same young n—-, but I’m still that same n—- I don’t play no type of games in no type of way, no type of form, no type of fashion I am, I am what I am, yeah (The f— you mean, you don’t know DJ Marc B?) You know what up, n—- I’m a big snake, big slime, don’t play (Uh) Shawty ride big Drac’ but he like that AK (Okay) MAC-90 with the grip, love the way it spray Named that b—- Osama ’cause the way that b—- had sprayed the A (Uh-huh) I done did all type of gangster s— in all type of states (Yeah) N—- say he tried me, know he cappin’, boy, that s— no way (Cappin’) N—- know ’bout Slimeball, shawty gon’ up that b—-, he hit in the face (Big Slime) And he keep it real, don’t say s—, keep it in the street,

Young Nudy – GTA Lyfestyle Lyrics

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GTA Lyfestyle by Young Nudy All that All that This, this is my lifestyle, this is me You know me, baby, Slimeball (COUPE) Yeah, you know I’m on the block, n—-, uh You know, I’m on the block with my Nikes on My G-Star jeans, you know what I mean? You know My shirt (My lifestyle), my plain t-shirt (This my lifestyle) The Glock 30 work He’s a big stepper, talk that s—, can’t check it Play with me, b—-, you get checked like checkers Head-to-head, n—-, we ain’t playin’ no chess We bust in that door, we gon’ show who the best Thirties and hollows, n—-, where you at? Hang out the roof, shootin’ out a ‘Vette Grand Theft Auto, when I do a donut on your block, I’ma shoot with the stick (Grand Theft Auto) I feel like Michael when I hit a lick I feel like Franklin when I lead a lick Swervin’ through the traffic, gettin’ away from 12 Hit the booty club and blow me some L’s Blowin’ that money on that b—- in front me Smokin’ that green sticky like a Kermit Feelin’ like Frogger,

Young Nudy – A Nudy Story Lyrics

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A Nudy Story by Young Nudy Hahaha, haha See I was gon’ be on some mo’ s— 20Rocket on this b—- so it’s gon’ knock But, I think I need to start lettin’ y’all know me some more somethin’ COUPE Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah I started off as a shooter Started off as a shooter, no lie (No lie) Facts For real (No lie), that s— fact though, dawg Straight up, facts Burnin’ demon in a demon, I ain’t say that I was perfect God done blessed me with this money, I guess he feel like I was worth it Daddy, man, I met him when I was seventeen, that s— hurt me Grandma died, it brought my daddy around, was that s— worth it? My daddy left me out here for a b—- but I still forgive him Grown up to be a real gorilla, I ain’t s— like him Take care of me and my whole pack, ain’t nobody tryin’ ’em Loyalty and love this for life, me and my dawgs we out here It started off at the bottom of the pot man And I started off as a shooter without s— I went and kicked the door that was my first lick TV’s an

Young Nudy – Deeper Than Rap Lyrics

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Deeper Than Rap by Young Nudy Ok, yeah S— deeper than rap, yeah I done seen a lot of n—– fall off tryna play with the trap, yeah S— deeper than rap, yeah (COUPE) Send ’em round your way, you know that they smash s—, yeah, okay Anything for the money I go dumb-dumb (Go dumb-dumb), special ed Sipping these drugs, I’m pissing out the red All of the green, you that we selling that Smoke a whole pound, we don’t do the pity pat It ain’t ’bout money then n—- not hearin’ that All of this money, you know that I’m gettin’ that Trappin’ and robbin’ and rappin’, I’m gettin’ that (Okay, yeah) C— on your b—-, now you have your feelings back Beefing ’bout b——, man, I am not into that Internet [?], I am not into that Talking ’bout smoke with me, n—-, we killin’ that Bustin’ my gun, man, I hope that you shoot it back Don’t bring no doo-doo, this chopper no child-play S— deeper than rap, yeah, yeah I done seen a lot of n—– fall off tryna play with the trap, yeah S— deeper than rap,