Latto feat. Rakim | Technique | Sprite Limelight Season 2

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Don’t sweat the technique
Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique

Latto
It’s trap season

No sleep
I been trendin’ all week
7 days, all the talk weak
Cheap,
I ain’t worried ‘bout sneaks
Made a hunnit’ more when them songs got leaked.

Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique
Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique

Got signed right before the pandemic, didn’t stop
Dropped a song with my favorite rapper, what up Guwop!
Rap too easy, hit the switch and went pop
Bet’ not hold your breath if you’re waiting on me to flop
I just dropped another bop
Crowd or my body I don’t gotta photoshop
I just hit up Wafi and went heavy on the watch
Heavy with the chops, I go heavy on my ops

I been at it since 8 years old,
You know how many rappers I done see come and go
777, I ain’t sell my soul
First chick from the A that went plat’ and gold

No sleep
I been trendin’ all week
7 days, all the talk weak
Cheap,
I ain’t worried ‘bout sneaks
Made a hunnit’ more when them songs got leaked.

Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique
Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique

Tell me when they made it cool to be a hater
Every year I’m going bigger doing greater
Got em dissing for a spot, I keep it player
Puttin’ on for my city, Clayton County to Decatur
Quarter million on some toys for the hood
Employ the crew, make sure errybody good
Put my momma in a Range as I should
I’m from the South, I ain’t going Hollywood

I been at it since 8 years old,
24, still got room to grow, still got plans and goals
Still watchin, she a fan, for sho’
Ten toes and it’s still Latto, let ‘em know

No sleep
I been trendin’ all week
7 days, all the talk weak
Cheap,
I ain’t worried ‘bout sneaks
Made a hunnit’ more when them songs got leaked.

Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique
Don’t sweat the technique
Never sweat the technique
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Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto – Too Fast (Pull Over) Lyrics

Jay Rock, Anderson .Paak, Latto – Too Fast (Pull Over) Lyrics , Letra JayRockVEVOYeah
Mami, mami
Ay dios mío, mami
Yeah
Ay dios mío, mami!

Move it, move, you too slow, bruh
Update, time to V8 the motor
Everybody asking where I get the dope from
Update, I ain’t never told no one
No sweat when you doing what you’re ‘posed to do
No stress when I’m checking up on every move
Jumping out the moon roof to the solar
I can see you niggas starting over

Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Yes, Lord!
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Six trey, rag top with the candy paint
In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae
niggas acting can animated, I might have to draw the weapon
On the set, send a stepper up the stairway to heaven, I’m a vet
Put up pole dancer in a Mercedes, she want watch P Valley and go half on a baby
I had to play her to the left flag in my right pocket
Space in my waist for the rocket, don’t get out pocket

Yep, yeah, you don’t want that
It’s giving what’s giving, no kizzy
I ain’t never seen an ass like that, stomach on snatch
Swinging 1942 like a baseball bat
I send ‘em home running
The brain ain’t grade A, I don’t know nothing
niggas talking heavy, this a feather on my wing
VVS diamond, Eastside, Johnny, I’m him
I mean—

Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Yes, Lord!
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Latto
Sitting behind five percent tint
Might pull up to the party, pay a bad bitch rent
We ain’t blood, we ain’t kin, don’t be be calling me, “Sis”
First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent
Latto not a little one
Bitches want a come up, ain’t gon give ‘em one
Pull up in the skrrt, then I pull off in a different one
A bigger one, expensive one, a Lamb-ie or something
Put a switch on that ass like a granny or something

niggas getting knocked out, signed to RCA but I be feeling like a Top Dawg
Probably getting topped off somewhere where with the top off
Never did the talking, always been the one they talk ‘bout
Pull over, that ass too fat
Fuck ‘em good, pat myself on the back
It’s a hell of a cat, no scatt
I look like a Barbie, act just like a brat

Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Too fast
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

Makaveli, pack a valley
I done died and went to heaven
Came back in the 1963 Chevy with gold Pirellis
I just wanted something better, anything to feed my belly
Now I got the seat at the table
Ain’t shit you can tell me
Baby, I’m a whole problem
Put a lotta people on
Gotta keep a, keep a round
Don’t panic when I hit the-hit the bomb up

I was up dumb late, waiting for a bag, chasing
A birdie on my shoulder told me, “Slow up
It’s about patience”
Fourth quarter, throwing lobs out of desperation
I was lost, nigga
That’s why I love you, girl
I swear to God
Pour the SelvaRey all on you, girl
Let’s go

Move it, move, you too slow, bruh
Update, time to V8 the motor
Everybody asking where I get the dope from
Update, I ain’t never told no one
No sweat when you doing what you’re ‘posed to do
No stress when I’m checking up on every move
Jumping out the moon roof to the solar
I can see you niggas starting over

Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Pull over, that ass too fast
Too fast
Hit the ATM and grab mo’ cash
Mo’ cash
Yes Lord, feelin’ like a new man
Too fast
I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—

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정국 (Jung Kook) ‘Seven (feat. Latto) – Lofi Mix’ Lyrics

정국 (Jung Kook) ‘Seven (feat. Latto) – Lofi Mix’ Lyrics Lyrics, Letra BANGTANTV
Verse 1: Jung Kook
Weight of the world on your shoulders
I kiss your waist and ease your mind
I must be favored to know ya
I take my hands and trace your lines

Pre-Chorus: Jung Kook
It’s the way that we can ride
It’s the way that we can ride (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Think I met you in another life
So break me off another time (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that’s why night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Chorus: Jung Kook
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week

Verse 2: Jung Kook
You love when I jump right in
All of me I’m offering
Show you what devotion is
Deeper than the ocean is
Wind it back, I’ll take it slow
Leave you with that afterglow
Show you what devotion is
Deeper than the ocean is

Pre-Chorus: Jung Kook
It’s the way that we can ride
It’s the way that we can ride (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Think I met you in another life
So break me off another time (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
You wrap around me and you give me life
And that’s why night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Chorus: Jung Kook & Latto
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right (I’ll be lovin’ you right)
Seven days a week
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week (Oh, oh, seven days a week)
Every hour, every minute, every second
You know night after night (Night after night)
I’ll be lovin’ you right (I’ll be lovin’ you right)
Seven days a week
(Big Latto)

Verse 3: Latto & Jung Kook
Tightly take control, tightly take his soul
Take your phone and put it in the camera roll (Uh)
Leave them clothes at the door
What you waiting for? Better come and hit ya goals
He jump in it both feet
Going to the sun-up, we ain’t gettin’ no sleep
Seven days a week, seven different sheets
Seven different angles, I can be your fantasy
Open up, say, “Ah”
Come here, baby, let me swallow your pride
What you on I can match your vibe
Hit me up and I’ma Cha Cha Slide
You make Mondays feel like weekends
I make him never think about cheatin’
Got you skippin’ work and meetings
Let’s sleep in, yeah
(Seven days a week, ooh)
Chorus: Jung Kook
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second (Oh-oh-oh)
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week (Oh)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (A week)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Seven days a week
Every hour, every minute, every second (Hour, minute, second)
You know night after night
I’ll be lovin’ you right
Seven days a week
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