Nas – Jodeci Member Lyrics

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Ta-da-da-da
Ta-da-da-da
Ta-da-da-da
Like a nigga theme music uh
Uh

I flex, I found someone she text account number, no sex
I bounced on her, not yet
But while summer, I bet
I get my next child from her
Have a baby by me playin’ as loud as I wanna
My checks, they pile, runneth over
Older guys be mad like I stole their lives
Some of these young boys tight like I had their wives
Realize that’s not real, it’s only in your mind
The real recognize real type of time
Real man ain’t supposed to be in his feelings, that’s a crime
Half the time I pay attention to all these rappers lyin’
Real man, they’re supposed to be postin’ up all the time
I take somethin’ you slept on and make it mine
I hit the party scene, they thought I was DeVante Swing
My introduction to that name, they thought I was a Jodeci member
Now when I stroll through the center, I’m lookin’ more like the owner
Opposed to a beginner, she need to try the winner
Vibes only, uh

Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you never wore
Try me like vegan food, I’ll show you what we can do
So you ain’t sad no more, a love you ain’t had before
Try me, try me, try me
I’ll show you, show you, show you

Keep twenties on you, not hundreds, you spend less
And balanced like a one-wheel unicyclist uphill
Inclining up the Eiffel and shit
One lady told me cut my hair, one lady likin’ my twists
One shawty said that I should put her on a cypher to hit
Any time I feel, instead I said, she can sell natural diet pills
With an acquired skill, she might hit a lick
Put a fine girl in the studio, you might get a hit
They just like us, snipers, who the slickest, quickest
It’s a cycle, try us, it’s the beginnin’
Witness the good dude who wouldn’t try enough
Gang could’ve had it all
Denim and leather, no bike club but tatted arms
Try me like stayin’ off your phone with some real shit goin’ on
Try me like some threads in the fittin’ room
Try me like puttin’ new art on the wall in the living room
Saturday morning vacuum tryin’ out a new rap tune
Vibes only, uh

Try me like new shoes, try me like new clothes
A color you never wore
Try me like vegan food, I’ll show you what we can do
So you ain’t sad no more, I love you ain’t had before
Try me, try me, try me
I’ll show you, show you, show you

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Yungeen Ace – Roadkill Lyrics

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Intro
Yeah

Verse
Uh, they ask how I’m this

Two door coupe, it’s a ‘vette (It’s a ‘vette)
Broke a bitch heart with a text (With a text)
Stacking my bands, I don’t flex (I don’t flex)
I wish that I never met her
I’m in Miami at Future house
I could go back with Gavinci now
Gotta be careful what I mention now
‘Bout one of you dead, you missing out
?, I’m floating now
I’m on the shrooms, I’m tweaking now
?, they got the Forgi’s
My bitch, she bad, she gorgeous
I just took a sip of something
I’m super lonely (I’m lonely)
I just took fucked up
I don’t know where I’m going (Don’t know where I’m going)

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Young Cardi – HELL Lyrics

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CHORUS:

Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left

I got no where to hide
Cuz I’m trapped in my mind
And I’m wondering why I feel like death

Oooh, look what I did to myself
Woah, this life is giving me hell
Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left

VERSE:

Tell me why
I’ve been tryna hold on
When it’s all in pieces oh-oh-oh
All the lies
That you kept a secret
Thinking I won’t see shit

PRE-CHORUS:

Oh
Baby you know imma get the bag
Now that your gone
I got plenty women and they calling up my phone
Tell mе why these bitches try and takе me
Out my zone, out my zone

CHORUS:

Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left
I got no where to hide
Cuz I’m trapped in my mind
And I’m wondering why I feel like death

Oooh, look what I did to myself
Woah, this life is giving me hell

Why is love hard to find
Baby I can’t decide
Can you tell me, is any body left

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Nas – Pretty Young Girl Lyrics

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The levee busted
New Orleans
A catastrophe
America, how long we got?
‘Cause I’m tryna find her
Is that you?
Ayo, anyway
With no longer delay
That boy Nasir and Chauncey

Long braids, brown eyes
Weight 135, she like 5’5
I see them thighs on her
Make me want to multiply
She’s a queen, her dad a G, I know he rocked to Nas

And I, uh
She was so fly
Like she come from Queens or maybe L.I.
I tried to find that woman
No later than tomorrow
Her body shaped like a Jean Gaultier perfume bottle
When I find her, I’ma roll through
Smooth in the Ghost coupe
Make shorty hop in, listen to BIG’s vocals
See if I get a sign of intellectual
See if she rude, if she wild, if she sexual
If we caught a vibe, that’d be incredible
We probably break box springs, near hot springs like we on edibles
I would fit her in my schedule
If she is for real solid, nothing else is acceptable
Slide up to Malibu, paddleboats in Pacific Coast
Having her swim in Atlantic water, it’s less cold
I make her listen to poetry, hit a jazz club
Asked her would she’d leave if I was down to my last dub
I gotta find that girl
What block she be on?
Heard she was last seen in Rome
Plane-hopping in Florence

I think she right for me and I don’t even know her
I mean the one time I seen her she was naturally glowing
That’s why I made this song, told the label promote it
So she can hear it
‘Cause even if she don’t like rap
This still gon’ find her right where she’s at
The one with

Long braids, brown eyes
Weight 135, she like 5’5
I see them thighs on her
Make me want to multiply
She’s a queen, her dad a G, I know he rocked to Nas

And if you’re listening right now
You know what to do
Post this up right now
@ me

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Sleepy Hallow – Cash & Chow Lyrics

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Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
(Oh my Lord, it’s Great John)
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please, do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh

She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy, now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it

Baby, I’m not one of those
Uh, I can’t be trustin’ these hoes
Uh, I put my trust in the dough
Feel like Uzi, I rock and roll
She said she love me, I already know
Said she love me, girl, I gotta go
I’m with my muddies, I’m back on the, uh
I’m with my muddies, I’m back on the road
Wait, I feel like Cash and Chow
It’s too slizzy when I get around
She get it up and I’m puttin’ it down
Said she never been to Pound Town
And she not alone, yeah, she came a buddy
My bitch bad ‘cause I know it get ugly
And I’m gettin’ deady, I feel like a mummy
Empty heart, you should fill it with money
Comedian guy, he keep thinkin’ he funny
I’ma laugh when you turn to a duppy
Don’t be cappin’ like you really love me
Don’t be actin’ like you really- wait

She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma
Give me your heart, I’ma crack it
Give me your heart, I’ma
Give me your heart, I’ma

She took a flight for the Patek and panicked
I be fixin’ shit up like mechanic
I hit it once, she gon’ keep comin’ back in
She be throwin’ that shit, quarterbackin’
I cannot come through the front with no backend
Was a dummy, now she double backin’
Please do not give me your heart, I’ma, uh
Please don’t give me your heart, I’ma crack it

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Cassper Nyovest – After 10 Lyrics

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Part I

Intro: Cassper Nyovest
Time gos by so fast man
(Yeah yeah)
Ten years makin’ hits for y’all
Still feels like we liftin’ off
It’s Lebron showin’ off
Blisters or poets ain’t safe for home
I find myself talkin’ Greece up in Mykonos
Verse: Cassper Nyovest
It’s different for niggas like m
Who had to get it from soil as fertile as concrete
But yo, we did it though
Might no talk it but we live it though
I find myself thinkin’ of quitin’ ‘cause I don’t know if the stress is worth the millions
Mr Nyovest is in the buildin’
He came in a fleet
Yeah we stack it every day of the week
And as far as accolades, I’m a beast
And I don’t evеn think deep of it
I got a whole lot of money
All thesе niggas tryna do is get a piece of it
Success, I’m at the peak of it (Peak of it)
Name a stad I ain’t a leader in
Don’t worry, I’ll wait
Man, you ain’t rich if you countin’ money (Money)
They know they can’t get to me that’s why they go for basadi bame
And it’s all in HD when Jabu shoots and you see the lense
Very proud I made it to a coupe from a BMX
Very clutch, it’s a alley-oop then you see the net
Izinja ze life, hay’ abo Snoop nabo DMX
Grew to see Peter Pan
Groupies scream when they see the man
I get my money in four ways, I could see the squares (Haha)
Full circle for the purple
I turn to Stephen from Steve Urkel
Don’t ever cross the church dude
I might hurt you, search you
Watch full of water, I get thirstful
I’m givin’ y’all a curfew
Outro: Cassper Nyovest
It ain’t safe after ten (Uh)

Part II

Intro; Nasty C
Woza lana, (Oh shit damn)
Woza lana (What the fuck? Yeah)
(What the fuck?)
(What the fuck?)
(Ooh shit)
(Ayy, ayy)

Verse: Cassper Nyovest, Nasty C
Yeah
I been on my shit yeah-yeah (Yeah)
She look super uber, I gave her a lift yeah-yeah (Woza lana)
She said I got a gift yeah-yeah
So she went abracadabra on the dick yeah-yeah (Hey)
I’m tryna be a better man (Better man, better man)
I don’t fuck with the shenanigans
I spit a sixteen then ke bula sekele (Sekele)
Man there’s nothin’ you can tell to me (Okay)
I mean, eighty thousand hours, seven hundred and a couple change
Now I got ‘em sour ‘cause my wrist is doin’ somethin’ strange (Yeah)
Diamonds dancin’ like they Toss (Ooh)
Pause, diamonds dancin’ like a thot (Iyoh)
Uber models through white house, I am really him
Hirayamas over white girls, my opinion
Billiato movin’ out the shelf, shit is brilliant
Can’t wait to see their faces when I sell it for a billion (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I Mayweather with the cheque (Yeah, yeah)
Edwin Sodi with the black book, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Nigga ai’t nobody safe
I ain’t perfect but I’m paid
They be askin “Who am I” like they singing Beenie Man
I went broke a couple times but you never see me stressed
Don’t got time to go on dates, I just wanna see these racks
I be in and out the bank like I work for VBS, uh (Oh shit)
And I pay for BBL’s (Yeah, bitch)
If you need one, hit me back (Oh shit)
Nigga ain’t nobody safe (Yeah, bitch)
I ain’t perfect but I’m paid (Okay)
Outro; Nasty C
(Okay shit)
(Okay shit)
(Okay shit)
(What the fuck?)
(What the fuck?)
(What the fuck?)
(What the fuck?)
(What the fuck?)
Yeah
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Sleepy Hallow – Driver’s Seat (Intro) Lyrics

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Chorus
Ride with me
Don’t gotta worry for the both of us
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry in the name of love
When you ride with me, don’t gotta worry when tomorrow comes
I’ll put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry, no
‘Cause we stay in control in the name of love
Verse 1
I been in my bag way too long
Tell me if I’m doin’ wrong
Yeah, I love you, but I’d rather be alone
Yeah, I’d rather be alone
I made some bad moves
I know you did bad too
It’s funny, I be laughin’ when I’m sad too
Baby, I’ll be back soon
I get druggy in the back room
She said, “Boy, you know you bad news”
Perky keep me calm, X, it make me lash out
I don’t know what’s wrong, I don’t know what that’s ‘bout
I’m just makin’ hits, I treat the stu’ like it’s my damn house
She said, “Give me more,” she said, “Make me tap out”
I don’t wanna (I don’t wanna), I don’t wanna crash out
Lil’ bro keep a stick, he clickin’ shit like it’s a damn mouse
I been smokin’ too loud, I should keep it down
Don’t know what to do now, got shit to figure out

Chorus
Ride with me
Don’t gotta worry for the both of us
Put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry in the name of love
When you ride with me, don’t gotta worry when tomorrow comes
I’ll put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry, no
‘Cause we stay in control in the name of love
Verse 2
Yeah, I know I’m bad for you, yeah, I know you bad for me
She said, “Can you get this bag for me?”
Money make her happy
Don’t need nothin’, if you ask me
I might slide off in the backseat
Lean got me laggin’, the Addy get me goin’
I don’t do the braggin’, you say it, I’ma show it
Baby, I was chattin’, that liquor had me flowin’
Baby, I was chattin’, that liquor had me turnin’
Anxiety, you nervous
You fall in love on accident, is that your purpose?
You put in work for all this shit, but was it worth it?
Ain’t tryna cry, so I put pain inside these verses
I think it’s workin’

Chorus
‘Cause we stay in control in the name of love
Ride with me
Don’t gotta worry for the both of us
Put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry in the name of love
When you ride with me, don’t gotta worry when tomorrow comes
I’ll put you in the driver’s seat
Don’t gotta hurry, no
‘Cause we stay in control in the name of love

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Nas – No Tears Lyrics

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Verse 1
A little gun case, you was younger then
Another violent crime around album number ten, uh
Since a baby, baby, baby
Baby, ghetto baby, you a ghetto, ghetto baby
You a ghetto baby, in QB crazy
You a ghetto baby, you had the records playin’
You’s a ghetto baby, fallin’ while you skatin’
Sneakers hangin’, just a life of a ghetto baby (Shh)
Dear older me
You grown to be the one to coach the team, uh
You still be on your fly shit
Part spiritually psychic, you walk through the haze like Isaac
And maybe this gen will see what you and Hit done
If they don’t call it how it is, that’s a big dub, uh
That big age you rap, you did your big one
My favorite era from you gotta be this one
Chorus
Got through the scars, every one, uh
Cops drew down on you with guns, uh
Close friends, you lost some
No tears on your face, none
You missed time seein’ your son
It’s hard to find genuine love, uh
Family members in them cuffs
No tears on your face, none
Everything is just what you made it out to be
The world of entertainment got some lessons from your pops
Held it down alone, mom’s on heavenly watch
The tears on my face just stop

Verse 2
Uh, dear older me
You became everything you chose to be, huh
Took the wheel and you drove the speed
Out on the road, it took you higher than coca leaves, huh
You at the age you say what it is
You call every girl in your phone like, “Come to the crib”
Ain’t gotta hide nothin’, what you gotta lie for?
One come through the front, one leavin’ out the side door
Potential — but what’s potential if all are missin’ the mental?
And what you been through could mess up now what you into
Got the essentials to murder an instrumental
Made it to Gen Z, deservin’ what they extend to you
Talkin’ to the younger you
Every stage problems’ll still run to you
That big age you rap, you did your big one
My favorite era from you, I can’t even pick one
Chorus
Got through the scars, every one, uh
Cops drew down on you with guns, uh
Close friends, you lost some
No tears on your face, none
You missed time seein’ your son
It’s hard to find genuine love, uh
Family members in them cuffs
No tears on your face, none
Everything is just what you made it out to be
The world of entertainment got some lessons from your pops
Held it down alone, mom’s on heavenly watch
The tears on my face just stop

Outro
Talkin’ to my younger self
They say in the big fifties
That’s when you get rich, rich, rich, rich
In every aspect
You got nothin’ to worry about, no tears
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Nas – I Love This Feeling Lyrics

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I’m gonna love you all through the morning
I’m gonna love you all through the morning
Yeah, see ‘em going where I been, know how you feel
I’m gonna love you all through the morning
I’m gonna love you all through the morning

I see you going where I been
I know how you feel
Was at the same place you are now in
You shouting, announcing, you wanna win
With similar minded men with great business acumen
We can make an acquisition till the topic turn from tight pockets to high profits
To life insurance, at what age do we all cop it?
Fuck who the hottest
Who really stand up?
Who really messing with they dead man girl?
That says everything about that man world
Energy transferral, immortality
You against morality, don’t come around me
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That’s my era shit
Musical excellence
Hot like on a detective list
It’s simple shit that’s keeping you from the shift
You a simp, a trick, or in love with your own dick
Distractions, they come in all ways

I just keep it calm, watching it all play out
Like it’s supposed to, old dudes playing chess in the park
Old dudes playing chess in prison
Staying on good behavior for extra visits
If they was to switch places, could you tell the difference?
It’s perspective, isn’t it?
A team that’s militant
A down ass woman by your side that get it in
The realest, I love this feeling

If you don’t have a team that’s militant you better be brilliant
I love this feeling
If you don’t’ have no team that’s militant, be mentally equipped
I love this feeling
Watch everybody, that’s why I love my team
I love this feeling
Keep calm but watch everything

It’s your monthly subscription to the slums edition
The new ‘It Was Written’
Get your hard copies of Blockology
Coming from the one who lived in a bowl for goldfish
I never sell my soul, just evolved, shock rap
That what you never been told shit
Cold part, Illmatic all through that episode of Ozark
I think that’s harder than if I had co-starred
A ghetto symphony, I’m Chief Keef Cozart, mixed with Mozart
It’s I’ll when you get bags for your own art
Million dollar synch for Al Jarreau of Rap
But they ain’t understand it when it dropped, yo, how cold is that?
They asking if I’m ever gon’ be over rap
But I left a few times, just never told you that
Amassing digital assets
No fiscal year kickbacks, yeah, we cashing
Physical money think different, we outlast ‘em
We outclass ‘em, they made it easy to pass ‘em
I love this feeling

I just keep it calm, watching it all play out
Like it’s supposed to, old dudes playing chess in the park
Old dudes playing chess in prison
Staying on good behavior for extra visits
If they was to switch places, could you tell the difference?
It’s perspective, isn’t it?
A team that’s militant
A down ass woman by your side that get it in
The realest, I love this feeling

Everyday we do whatever we want, can’t front, yo’
I love this feeling
Getting dressed, getting fly just to go to the studio, ayo
I love this feeling
Ayo, tomorrow I’m juicing, juicing for the rest of the week, just because
I love this feeling
And big bro got his ankle bracelet took off today, yo
We getting on a private jet
I love this feeling

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Nas – Superhero Status Lyrics

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Intro
It’s a shame, the way it’s goin’ down
I’m on the sideline while he’s playin’ around

Verse 1
The difference between you and I spittin’s a wide difference
They hate on you, but me, they want me to die different
No ego, I’m just providin’, a better understandin’ (It’s a sh—)
I don’t wish it on nobody who doesn’t have the bandwidth (It’s a shame, the—)
It come with standin’ your ground
When you from a poor town, that generate awareness
The ventilation shifts
Where the air is erased when you hear it (It’s a sh—)
Somewhere between great and endearin’
You smell it and taste it ‘cause it’s serious (It’s a shame, the—)
And you don’t think it’s fair, you feel like you come with bars
And you won some wars, frankly, they should send they regards
Some of the hardest rappers get overlooked and ignored (It’s a sh—)
No matter what happen, I hope all of us soar, I go (It’s a shame, the—)
Chorus
Superhero status, no masks, no gadgets
It’s a shame, the way it’s goin’ down
Send them villains at us, we ain’t scared of action
I’m on the sideline while he’s playin’ around
We ain’t characters cappin’
Ability to leap buildings, if you blink, you won’t catch it
(Audio) dope (Audio) dope
(Audio) dope (Audio) dope
It’s a sh—
It’s a shame, the—

Verse 2
Always on time, I’m never petty, yeah, I’m always ready
That’s why my shit flows smooth and steady, pictures on Getty
I don’t complain, I don’t blame
Know when my time is done, I move to the side
I don’t want nothin’ to prove to these guys
If y’all was movin’ like Nas
Y’all wouldn’t assume someone owe you
Nobody know you when you old ‘cept your peoples
That should keep you peaceful (It’s a sh—)
Instead, delusional mood illusions refusin’ to see truth (It’s a shame, the—)
Your personal hurt, you unleash on the first
Person you come across doin’ your evil work
Damn (It’s a sh—)
It’s a shame (It’s a shame, the—)
Chorus
Slugs, blood, laugh, hugs, survive if you could
It’s a shame, the way it’s goin’ down
Downsize, intro the thugs to the plug
And just today, I noticed a different pain
I’m on the sideline while he’s playin’ around
Man, catch me, don’t let me slip in no demented stage

Verse 3
Repetitive Beat Street watcher, a gatekeeper, conqueror
Late night creep sponsor, need a freak who fly and beyond thick
I’m a sheikh, she don’t need to fly to Dubai for it (It’s a sh—)
Fleet of cars, she under my arm and she honored with it (It’s a shame, the—)
Cognizant correspondence, I don’t respond to nonsense
Adidas shells, I keep a reefer smell on me
Ringin’ the Wall Street bell at 9:30 A.M. is my coffee (It’s a sh—)
My gang is New York Stock Exchange
Here’s my costume change

Chorus
Superhero status, no masks, no gadgets
Send them villains at us, we ain’t scared of action
We ain’t characters cappin’
Ability to leap buildings, if you blink, you won’t catch it
(Audio) dope (Audio) dope
(Audio) dope (Audio) dope
It’s a sh—
It’s a shame, the—
Outro
It’s a shame, the way it’s goin’ down
I’m on the sideline while he’s playin’ around
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