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Sunday, December 4, 2016

Rae Sremmurd Real Chill

Real Chill

Rae Sremmurd


Featuring Kodak Black


Produced By 30 Roc & Mike WiLL Made It


Album Sremmlife 2


REAL CHILL LYRICS





[Intro: Swae Lee]
They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down
They can't wait until we turn this bitch upside down


[Hook: Swae Lee]
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
My homie the real deal
The big watch on, feel like Ben 10
Hell yeah nigga Slim Jxm
In this motherfucker with a big grip, bitch
Nigga get a grip
I can't get a grip made them benji's flip
Walked in, throwin' the cash like nerfs

Girl you better put that ass to work
Can a nigga hold the cam like Kirk

Big diamonds on my mouth when I burp
Big rims when I skrt-skrt
Woah, leave my prints in the dirt, yeah
Leave them broke niggas hurt, uh
I'm that nigga, fuck you heard
A young nigga so superb
A cool Herc on the Earth
Swag, yeah
Frank Lucas with a grill

All these hoes wanna chill
Musta seen a nigga skills
Pockets fat, Uncle Phil
Girls on me like Will

All the ladies love Jxm
Ay-ay-ay, for real

[Hook: Swae Lee]
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real

The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
They tellin' me slow down (slow down)
They gave me a chill pill (chill out)

Because I was spendin' (spendin')
They know I would Kill Bill (hit him)
I walk round with big steel (big steel)

I'm still on them pills still (jigga-jigga)
I spit that real shit (real)
I call it real spill (real spill), I need like 10 mil
I need to put my momma in a big crib
She be tellin' me "baby boy don't steal"
I ain't listen to her cause I still steal

Went snap in and put some racks in my grill
No weapons allowed, I brought my strap in here still
All I smoke is loud yeah, it's gon' blast in your ear
Man I'm high as the cloud I'm on a new atmosphere

Gotta hold my niggas down till they get back here
Don't come over here cause you will get clapped here

[Hook: Swae Lee]
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Spittin' game to that girl and her friend
I got dressed, left the crib, set the trend
If you ask me, it all spends
I'm from the mud and my cup needs a cleanse (let's cleanse)
I can't even cruise because I got a spoiler
Hit the store, buy the store, let's not loiter (loiter)
Hit the club, need a drink, need a skank (I got it)
The club promoter said "Swae Lee you off of the chain"

[Hook: Swae Lee]
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill
My homies the real deal, we smokin' that kill-kill
She shake it, it feel real
The paper flowin' still, now that bitch wanna chill
Damn, this shit stay chill






Rae Sremmurd Do yoga

Do Yoga

Rae Sremmurd


Produced By Mike WiLL Made ItScooly & Resource


Album Sremmlife 2


DO YOGA LYRICS




[Hook: Swae Lee]
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night

All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night


[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Caught shawty in the rover, she said she a smoker
But the girl ain't a roller, shawty colder than a cola

She don't even want me, cause she want my nigga Bola
All she wanna do is fuck and smoke my doja
Ain't that some shit? I'm lovin' that chick
She a die hard fan of that dick, she want a pic
Stretched out in the front, stretched out in the back
Stretched out my pocket, stretched out my sack

[Hook: Swae Lee]
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night

[Verse 2: Slim Jimmy]
When the beat drop 'pon the river
Uncle Jim, I'm a real lady killer
Throw it back, make me feel like a winner
Throw it back, make me feel like a winner
I been eyeing you for a minute (hey)
Girl you bad and you handle your business
Ass fat, tights barely can fit you
Went to college, coulda been a stripper
(But she ain't a stripper)

Thinking 'bout the money when she doin' yoga keep her motivated (keep her motivated)
She ain't outchea chasin' niggas, lookin' crazy, that shit overrated (that shit overrated)
Light the blunt, yeah, we getting faded
Ease your mind, let me relax you baby
Know the world can be intimidating
I know the world can be intimidating, hey

[Hook: Swae Lee]
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night

[Bridge: Swae Lee]
Say come a little closer
Sure wouldn't mind getting to know ya

Ain't no push-over
Can I come put the mack on ya?
Fourteen hundred, I'll pull over
Fendi, pull over
Panties drop when I roll one
New chick, I'mma stunt on my old one
Two feet, seven hundred on both of 'em
Two girls, I'm cummin' on both of 'em

[Hook: Swae Lee]
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey
All my girls do yoga
All my girls do yoga, hey

Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night
Then get high at night







Gucci Mane Wasted Remix

Interlude#3: Toilet Bowl Shawty

Gucci Mane


INTERLUDE#3: TOILET BOWL SHAWTY LYRICS




[Phone rings twice]
Hey boo, whassup?
Whassup, whassup
Hey y'know I'ma I gonna ask you question
What?
Don't don't fuckin lie, don't fuckin lie
What? You know I don't lie to you
You fuckin Gucci Mane?
Hell motherfuckin no!!
You fuckin Gucci Mane bitch, you're a fuckin liar!
Oh my God, who done told you that?
You are fuckin that nigga
Motherfuckers told me you was at Greenbriar Mall
With that nigga earlier today, your ass fuckin him
I'm not fuckin Gucci Mane, what the fuck?
Let me tell you somethin bitch
You better stop fuckin that nigga Gucci Mane
That's my buddy I was locked up with the nigga
I was not
He got a rash on his fuckin foot bitch
Nigga, you got a rash on YO' foot!!
You want that rash that nigga got on his foot?
Please nigga
Now how the fuck you gon' call this nigga Gucci Mane?
This nigga wear Prada every day
Oh hell naw
Gucci Mane, Gucci Mane
You ain't gon' call me stressin me out of my head
Louis Vuitton gon' go kill that nigga man!
Oh my God
This nigga ain't no motherfuckin Gucci
I mean yeah, I got his CD, but I'm sayin
You fucks Gucci Mane, huh? You fuckin Gucci Mane?
Y'all probably 68, you dusty bitch
Whatever nigga!
You raggedy mouf, uhh, chihuahua mouth bitch
Alright I am, that's right I'm fuckin him
And what?
I'ma fuck... you fuckin Gucci Mane bitch!
What? Nigga, what?
FUCK GUCCI! I got more than Gucci
So what? That's right you can't
I'm gonna fuckin
That's why I'm fuckin him
FUCK YOU!!!
Mm-hmm, you too, fuck you too

[Phone hangs up]
[Toilet flushing]
Gucci eatin coochie
He ate one of these C.O. bitches out
Between the bars
Bitch just stuck her ass between the bars
The nigga stuck his whole head in between the bitch's ass

[Water dripping]

Gucci Mane i think i'm in love

I Think I'm In Love

Gucci Mane


Featuring Jason Caesar


Produced By Zaytoven

Album: The State vs. Radric Davis


I THINK I'M IN LOVE LYRICS




[Hook]
I think I'm in love
She think she in love
She falling in love

[Verse 1]
Canary diamonds on my fist
On my wrists and on my neck

Ms. lady say she know my name
And I ain't even told her yet

No need to introduce myself
I let my money do the greeting

So conceited that if she ain't worth talking to then I'm not speaking
(Gucci!)
I'm so single, ay let's mingle
Can I buy you some champagne?
And my sex game gladiator
Tell me, are you entertained?

I'm an entertainer, baby, but my name ain't Cedric
I got cheddar and etcetera, so stop the rhetoric
But enough about me, baby
Sweetie, tell 'bout yourself
Are you married or divorced?
Don't gotta tell me, that's your choice

I like your voice, I like your swagg
So let nature take its course
Maybe in the future, gorgeous, I can buy your ass a Porsche
(Gucci!)
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Don't be shy, you and I
Me and you can be as one

I can't lie, won't deny
Every time with you is fun
In Dubai, London, Paris, baby, we can watch the sun
Set and rise or just lay back on the beach and watch the sky

(Gucci!)
She's been sent to me, lent to me
I feel she is God's gift to me

It's Gucci Mane on the mic
While Zay control the symphony

No twisting it, she switching it
But she not all promiscuous
It's obvious she's marvelous
And wants to be a part of this

I give her 1,000%, but this that 50/50 shit
I'm wealthy and I'm healthy
So cut off that boy you kicking with
Give her 1,000% but this that 50/50 shit
I'm wealthy and I'm healthy
So cut off that lame you kick it with


[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Dinner date, please don't be late
I'm fiending and don't want to wait
Sex so hot and passionate
It'll make her hyperventilate

Yeah, I'm a bachelor
But I'm working my masters

And no, I'm not a doctor
But my money go way past one

She's hotter than my last one
Sexy like my last chick
I'm checking out her assets
Her ex-boyfriend is past tense
I talk to her, I listen to her
Text her then she text me
I rap to her, she walks to me
And damn her walk is sexy
Our last night was so good
I think about her next day
More butts than 4 ashtrays
She told me "boy, you crazy"
Burning all my candles and lighting all my incense
I'm giving her my imprint
Cause damn I like her accent

[Hook]