Lil Baby – King Pin ft. EST Gee, Lil Durk Lyrics

Lil Baby – King Pin ft. EST Gee, Lil Durk Lyrics

Lil Baby – King Pin ft. EST Gee, Lil Durk Lyrics
Love That You Thought

That It Wasn’t End Up
Lying To Your Face

Yeah, Yeah

And i Get It, I’m The One
Different, They Ain’t On
What i Be On

They Ain’t Spend The Night
In Front Of no Niggas Home

They Don’t What Beef Is Like
Unless They Put In The Song

I’ma Start The War Before Ever
Admitting That I’m Wrong

It’s My Pride Again

And These Tens Have Me Dying
To Spend And You Be Playing Till
Yo’ Mans End Up Dying Again

a Real Stepper,
When It’s Pressure,
Stand On All The Biz

Player, Ye Ain’t Know i Was
a Snake, Till i Smile
And He See It

See, I’m Slimy But Look
How Many Mouths i Fed

Niggers Be Fighting With They
Demons, i Put Mines To Bed

Find Out She Fucking,
It Crushed Me ‘Cause
The Time i Spin

Should’ve Told Me, It Was Fuck
Me For The Child Was Her

Know They Told You
‘Bout The Island,
It’s Piranhas There

Got My Gun And Catching
Old Ones, He Getting Loud,
He Scared

Ain’t no Way You Can
Survive In The Wild

i Been Out Here Awhile

i Lost Soldiers
And Lieutenants
To Get It How It Is Now

i Ain’t Kneel or Bow, i Ain’t
Pretend, i Vowed,
Manage To Win Somehow

And i Seen Blood From War,
Oughta Wash Off Your Hand

do You Think?
(blood From War Oughta Wash Off
Your Hand)

i Seen Love That You Thought
That It Wasn’t, End Up Lying
To Your Face

(love That You Thought
That It Wasn’t End Up
Lying To Your Face)

And I’ve Been Trying
To Stay Away

Adderall, Promethazine, I’m
Trying To Stay Awake

Told Me They Was Gon’ Fall
Through, i Waited Around,
They Flaked On Me

‘Posed To Be My Dawg But You
Tell Broads That You Gon’
Take From Me

Damn Homie, i Just Hope Your
Mom Can Take The Pressure
When We Blam On You

Ain’t no Copping Deuces,
I’m Just Playing, You Gotta
Stand On It

Really I’m Too Booked For That
Bullshit, Put My Mans On It

Make Sure It Go Through,
Stick To The Plan, Homie

Caught Me By Myself,
You Niggas Ran From Me

We Gon’ Tear This
Motherfucker Up,
They Put a Hand On Me

Got His Baby Momma
In The Tuck,
She Right Hear Laying On Me

i Just Gave Her Twenty
Thousand Bucks, Say This
For Gas Money

I’ve Been Putting Every Dollar
Up Like It’s My Last Money

i Can’t Go Broke, Everybody
Asking Some, i Can’t Say no

You Done Crossed The Line
Too Far, i Can’t Let It Go

Really Fucked My Head Up
But i Can’t Let It Show

‘Cause Everybody Knows Me

I’m Sending An Invoice
Out To Anyone Who Owes Me

i Ain’t Really Tripping Off
Your Bitch, Dawg, She Chose Me

I’m For My Team, It Ain’t no
Game, You Can’t Control Me

Ain’t no Way You Can Survive
In The Wild

i Been Out Here Awhile

i Lost Soldiers
And Lieutenants
To Get It How It Is Now

i Ain’t Kneel or Bow, i Ain’t
Pretend, i Vowed,
Manage To Win Somehow

And i Seen Blood From War,
Oughta Wash Off Your Hand

do Vou Think?
(blood From War, Oughta
Wash Off Your Hand)

i Seen Love That You
Thought That It Wasn’t

End Up Lying To Your Face

(love That You Thought That It
Wasn’t End Up Lying To Your
Face)

And i Been Trying To Stay Away
Adderall, Promethazine,
I’m Trying To Stay Awake

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Ciara, Lil Baby – Forever Lyrics

Ciara, Lil Baby – Forever Letra CiaraVEVO Ciara, Lil Baby – Forever
THEY SAY NOTHING IN THIS LIFE IS FOREVER FOREVER
I DON’T WANT IT IF IT ISNT FOREVER
(EVER, REAL TALK)

EVERYONE’S HATING
GOIN HALF ON BABY
AND THEY THINK I’M CRAZY
CAUSE ONE NIGHT ONLY CAN’T BE ENOUGH
SOME SAY I’M HATING
BECAUSE I BEEN SAYING
LOVE IS AMAZING
I’M KNOW I’M NOT THE ONLY ONE

WHO DON’T WANNA GROW OLD TOGETHER
IF I’M TRIPPIN LET ME KNOW
ONE PLUS ANOTHER ONE IS BETTER THAN
THEN SPENDING ALL YOUR TIME ALONE

THEY SAY NOTHING IN THIS LIFE IS FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
I DON’T WANT IT IF IT ISN’T FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
IF IT AIN’T FOREVER, IT’S WHATEVER
OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
IF AIN’T FOREVER, IT’S WHATEVER
OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
IF IT AIN’T FOREVER, IT’S WHATEVER

YOU AINT GOTTA RUSH, IT’S FINE BABY
I’M THE ONE YOU TAKE YA TIME WITH
KEEP IT FINE, WE GOTTA TRY SHIT
MADE A BOND WE GOTTA DIE WITH
HEAD FIRST I DONE DIVED IN
YOU THE ONE BUT REALLY YOU A TEN
I KNOW MY MIND LIKE YOU SHOULD GO AGAIN
WE AINT GOTTA STAND OUT WE COMMANDING
I MAKE SURE TO GIVE YOU MY ATTENTION
I KNOW IT WON’T STICK UNLESS IT’S MEANT TO BE
LATE NIGHT PHONE CALLS VENT TO ME
ALL I REALLY DO IS THINK ABOUT IT
YOU KNOW I GOT IT HANDLED NEVER DOUBT ME
HOW YOU THINK THIS SHIT’D BE WITHOUT ME
REALLY?

THEY SAY NOTHING IN THIS LIFE IS FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
I DON’T WANT IT IF IT ISN’T FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
FOREVER (EVER EVER)
IF IT AIN’T FOREVER, IT’S WHATEVER
OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
IF AIN’T FOREVER, IT’S WHATEVER
OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
IF IT AIN’T FOREVER, ITS WHATEVER

OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
BABY YOU DO SOMETHING TO ME

OOOH OOOH OOOH
OOOH OOOH OOOH
BABY YOU’RE EVERYTHING I NEED

ALL I DO IS THINK OF YOU
I CAN’T GET YOU OFF MY MIND (YEAH)
IF IT AIN’T FOREVER, ITS WHATEVER

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Lil Dann & Lil Baby – Family Freestyle Lyrics

Lil Dann & Lil Baby – Family Freestyle Lyrics Lil Dann
Intro: Lil Dann
Young rich nigga, young rich nigga (Ayy, Luxury)
Hide ya bitch, nigga, hide ya—
Ooh, damn (What’s up, Pyro?)

Verse 1: Lil Dann
I ain’t never drove a C-Class, AMG, I’m too fast (Ah)
If I don’t get no lean today, I fuck around and relapse (Yeah)
Shot his brother in his face, I know that nigga three mad (Okay)
Like to mention, yesterday I put the BRABUS on the G-Wag’ (Yeah)
Shinin’ like a light (Light), bitch, I’m litter (Litter)
When we come around, better tell them lil’ niggas to put they bitch up (For sure)
Today I fuck around and do some sit-ups (Okay)
Nigga, nevermind, all these fuckin’ chains on, I can’t even lift up (Ah)
I’m kickin’ shit like Liu Kang (Kang)
I’m superhero Dapper Dan, bitch, I’m Brucе Wayne (Wayne)
Beforе I ever save a ho, I’ma save the day (Oh)
I’m fuckin’ with that Adderall, I been up all day (Huh)
Lil’ bitch, I’m gettin’ paid, uh (Yeah)
(Uh) Lil Dann the richest young nigga in Atlanta (In Atlanta)
Like BM, if we run the whole world, we need a banner (Yeah)
4PF got that city shit on lock, and I put that shit on camera, nigga (Let’s go)
I popped a pill and hit the bitch, and I left her pussy swole (Swole)
She try to run from me all night, but didn’t know where to go (Oh)
These diamonds on me, hittin’ like ice, fuck around and catch a cold (Woah)
Real G8 nigga, I was thirteen, trappin’ at Texaco (Yeah)
You think Lil Dann at war, you must be crazy, nigga (Crazy)
I’m my own boss, for real, and I got paid hitters (Hitters)
We can go safe for safe, mine way bigger (Yeah)
Two millions on my ‘Gram, all mine, not Baby’s, nigga (On God)
But he showed me how to get it, now I get it on my own (Woah, woah)
This real player shit, we ain’t sharin’ bankrolls
I’m a fool with the safe (Uh)
I’m paranoid, nigga, I go to sleep with the K, huh (Uh)
Bridge: Lil Dann
Young rich nigga
Young lit nigga, for sure

Verse 2: Lil Baby
I told Mac to come and punch me in
Yeah, I’m turnin’ active when we land, it ain’t no tappin’ in
My lil’ brothers strapped up, I was fuckin’ with the Mexican
I kept fuckin’ my sack up
I put Mazis, Benzs, and Porsches in the hood before this rap stuff
Somethin’ ever happen to me, call Lil Dann’em, that’s my backup
Eight million out of spot, with nine choppers for the jackers
They stepped on, what you call it? How the fuck y’all let that happen?
Watch some niggas take the plea at trial, I know that slime ain’t happy
Don’t ask me how much the Wham cost, you know that lil’ bro ain’t taxin’
They ain’t even make a lot of these, you know I had to snatch it
I just jumped out and bought a Hellcat, ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no Scat
We them Oakland City millionaires, you know this ain’t no cap

Bridge: Lil Baby
Yeah, you know this ain’t no cap
Yeah, you know we made it happen
Yeah, put the hood on my back
Yeah

Verse 3: Lil Baby
Five-hundred thousand on the watch, nigga, that’s me
I had this shit poppin’ before I dropped, you can ask P
Country boys come and get them blocks, nigga, that’s G
In sixth grade, I know this shit would happen, ask Lil D
We was walkin’, I was tellin’ bro, “We gon’ have twenty cars”
We was breakin’ in and robbin’, we had caught a couple charges
All my cars at least three-hundred thousand, ain’t buy no fuckin’ Charger
I don’t know who hyped these niggas up, we ain’t never been no problem
Raised up, I went big and Mad Maxed y’all top shottas
Hung with drug lords my whole life, I’m used to countin’ commas
Only class I had was mathematics, I’m used to doin’ numbers
Yeah, I’m nasty but don’t even ask, we fuckin’ with a condom
Know we sold more bags than Walmart, I can put that on my momma
I been actin’ like an asshole, you get shit on if you run up
I ain’t went under a thousand dollars the last twelve summers
She been actin’ like she like that, stick it in and she start runnin’
I been like that since I was younger, I don’t care who down there, I’m dunkin’
Air Force 1s and Timbs, we stuntin’, that lil’ boy act bad, we dump him
I got bands, don’t play no trumpet, I put drum on the bottom of the stick
They ain’t even own that thing ‘bout shit, but tell your bitch to stay off my dick, nigga
Outro: Lil Baby
Pussy-ass nigga
Yeah
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Lil Baby – Whop ft. Gucci Mane & DaBaby Lyrics

Lil Baby – Whop ft. Gucci Mane & DaBaby (Official Video) Lyrics
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Lil Baby – Merch Madness Lyrics

Lil Baby – Merch Madness Lyrics
Merch madness, I done took it global (global, global)
Jump back in my bag, did this one for the culture (culture)
Ain’t too good to give, my cup been runnin’ over
Made these millions for the kids, I gotta turn it over

They see how I live now, I can’t forget the feelin’
My daddy in the ground, my mama independent
I can call on some of my friends, ain’t no one I depend on
Tryna run up all these m’s and go sit in the endzone
I gotta give back, I got every reason
Winnin’ team be every season
In the streets, lеt ‘em see me, let thе kids know they can be one
Lawyers doctors, authors, you ain’t gotta rap or make it d1
Build up a foundation you can stand on, just grow up and be somethin’
I took what they gave me and went way further
I conquered every obstacle and every hurdle
Lookin’ through a lens might think my life perfect
God gave me a gift and it came with a purpose

Merch madness, I done took it global (global, global)
Jump back in my bag, did this one for the culture (culture)
Ain’t too good to give, my cup been runnin’ over
Made these millions for the kids, I gotta turn it over
Merch madness, I done took it global (global, global)
Jump back in my bag, did this one for the culture (culture)
Ain’t too good to give, my cup been runnin’ over
Made these millions for the kids, I gotta turn it over

It was rough but I made it happen
I came up, but I’m still at it
Real trench baby, business with fanatics
This like twenty million on a giveaway
Twenty busses, twenty cities, stadium to stadium
See they idols givin’ back to them, makin’ people go crazy
I get paid when I appear
To do this, I volunteer
This is not a one-time thing, it gets better every year
Lot of people pulled a lot of strings just to make this happen
Real people really do exist, but they might call it magic

Merch madness, I done took it global (global, global)
Jump back in my bag, did this one for the culture (culture)
Ain’t too good to give, my cup been runnin’ over
Made these millions for the kids, I gotta turn it over
Merch madness, I done took it global (global, global)
Jump back in my bag, did this one for the culture (culture)
Ain’t too good to give, my cup been runnin’ over
Made these millions for the kids, I gotta turn it over

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Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby – Bussin

Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby – Bussin Lyrics
Bussin Lyrics, Letra:

Verse 1: Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby
Yeah, my connect just now sent my wrist back
Tell these bitches, “Give my drip back”
Strawberry Ferrari, whip that
Like to look back when he h-h-h-h-hit that
Ass and thighs, that’s where I’m thick at
Told his ex she ain’t gettin’ that dick back
I call Baby, “Yo, where that stick at?”
Tell that boy come get his shit back
If they act up, we gon’ fix that
My new nigga ain’t with that chit-chat
You know you ain’t gettin’ your bitch back
Yeah, I do it, bitch, I did that
Wish a bitch would, I ain’t takin’ my wish back (Woo)
This cost half a ticket, plus tax
Big ol’ Draco for a mishap
It say “Barbie” on my wrist tat’
I ain’t at the bus stop, but my niggas bust back (Bust back)

Chorus: Nicki Minaj
VVS’s bu-bu-bussin’
Ass so fat, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Bag so full, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Drivin’ foreigns, bitches bussin’ (Queen)

Verse 2: Lil Baby & Nicki Minaj
We run shit, no question
Bad lil’ bitch get wet, I’m bussin’
Don’t like good boys, I like hustlers
I don’t talk a lot, I got a few questions
I’m that guy, don’t miss your blеssings
Life’s too short to be ‘round herе stressin’
Ass so fat, when she walk, dress lift up
Nobody move but us, it’s a stickup (Brr)
SF90 sound like it got hiccups
No matter what, when I call, I pick up
Tell me all the business, I ain’t spillin’ my teacup
Go to sleep in Paris, wakin’ up in Mykonos
I’ma lil’ busy, go shoppin’ ‘til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don’t need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rental
Yellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon
Chorus: Nicki Minaj
VVS’s bu-bu-bussin’
Ass so fat, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Bag so full, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Drivin’ foreigns, bitches bussin’ (Queen)

Verse 3: Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby
I’m tryna ball, I just copped me some hoops
Blonde on my inches, brown on the roots
Can-candy apple sticky, red Bach, not the fruit
Co-copped me them cute double C’s on my boot (Ah)
I’ma lil’ busy, go shoppin’ ‘til I finish
Send-send me with an AMEX, I don’t need a limit
Every-every bit of seven hundred, this is not a rentalYellow-yellow Lamborghini coupe, this is not a lemon
I fuck him like a boss, Dolce Gabbana scarf
Burberry, ask Siri, I don’t ever take a loss
Big whips, I like his drip, big stick, a hundred clips
If it’s givin’ what it’s ‘posed to, I might put it on the lip (Woo)

Chorus: Nicki Minaj
VVS’s bu-bu-bussin’
Ass so fat, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Bag so full, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Drivin’ foreigns, bitches bussin’
VVS’s bu-bu-bussin’
Ass so fat, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Bag so full, it’s bu-bu-bussin’
Drivin’ foreigns, bitches bussin’ (Queen)

Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby – Do We Have A Problem?

Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby – Do We Have A Problem? Lyrics, Letra:
Do We Have A Problem? Lyrics

Intro: Nicki Minaj
I just told P, “This really niggas’ worst nightmare, man
They don’t wanna see Lil Baby with the Barbie” (Papi Yerr)

Chorus: Nicki Minaj
Tell ‘em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I’m the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that’s word to Five, yo
Beef, we ‘bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Verse 1: Nicki Minaj
Hmm, hold up, shorty, hold up, bitch
Please, don’t touch me, look at my fit
Look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice
I am the one, bitch, you a deuce (Brr)
Niggas givе it up in my city
Really shed blood in my city (Get lovе in my city)
Niggas’ll son your whole set like it’s a round six
Clips, whole team get flyer than round trips, bitch
She’s still spyin’ on my flicks (Flicks)
He admirin’ my drip (Drip)
Check what I do, the check will clear, too
Pull up like a drive-thru, so check your rearview
I don’t care how long it take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside, steak, bitch, we out back (Out back)
I don’t care how long it take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside, steak, bitch, we out back
Brr
Chorus: Nicki Minaj
Tell ‘em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I’m the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that’s word to Five, yo
Beef, we ‘bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?
Ayo, Baby, let’s go

Verse 2: Lil Baby & Nicki Minaj
2022, I’m comin’ through on that new shit (Oop)
How we opps? You see me and you don’t do shit (Brr)
I done really trapped in the carter, I got the blueprint
Gotta read department, we shoppin’, I like the loose fit
What’s the point of havin’ this muscle if you don’t use it?
I play the game to win, I’m not losin’
Opps know my address, I’m not movin’
Brodie know to take it to trial, they gotta prove it
She get what she want when we screwin’
I’m on point, I know what I’m doin’
Way too smart to act like I’m stupid
I get my advice from Mike Rubin
I’m not by myself, my whole crew lit
Next year Chanel, I put her in that new print
It is what it is, I can’t make no excuses
I hit the whole group, do that make me a groupie?
Balenciaga coat, this is not Gucci
We went city to city in bulletproofs
You can’t run with my gang, they gon’ bully you
Been had switches, I know what them fullies do
I’m a vibe, let me know what you wanna do
Ain’t no fun by yourself, bring a friend or two
We be ménaging, that boost up his ego
She a lil’ demon off that Casamigos
Yeah, Baby
Chorus: Nicki Minaj
Tell ‘em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I’m the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe, that’s word to Five, yo
Beef, we ‘bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Verse 3: Nicki Minaj
There’s no autotune on me, is there? (Nope)
Don’t mean a rapper when I say bitches ride the wave
Floodin’ my watch, but ain’t givin’ a clown the time of day
Ain’t-ain’t talkin’ Christmas, wouldn’t holla in my holidays
I-I fuck with niggas that be shootin’ at they opps for days
Trust me (Trust me), they gon’ let me know (Know)
They gon’ rep me when they catch you lackin’
The .45 special flow (Flow)
They gon’ wet you, yo (Yo)
Yes, I’m always good for the bag
Niggas gon’ hop out on that ass, ski mask

Outro: Nicki Minaj
Heavy on the ski mask, too
And the ski mask ain’t for the pandemi’
It go with the semi, paid a pretty damn penny
(Brr)
Ski mask way

Nicki Minaj & Lil Baby – Do We Have A Problem? Letra
Do We Have A Problem? Letra