Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "Control." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR, Cardiak, Alex Lustig, and 40, and the song "Control" was produced by Cardiak, 40, and Alex Lustig.
Control Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Yeah
Take Off Your Clothes (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) (You Know I’m Ready, Girl) Who Is In Control? (You And Me, Girl) (You Know I’m Ready, Girl) Come On, Lay Down, Down, Down Let’s Get To It, Let’s Skip All The Small Talk I Really Wanna S*x You Up (I Really Wanna Get You Wet) I Really Wanna S*x You Up (I Really Wanna, Really Wanna)
Uh, Tell Me That You’re Mine Right Now And Maybe (I’m Yours, Baby) I’ll Work A Little Magic (Woah, Oh) Work A Little Magic, Uh Tryna Creep Through Your Living Room, But I’m Deeper Than I Thought ’cause My Pockets Full Of Knots, Oh, Oh
And I Know That It Turns You On To See That I’m On And I’m Honest, Yeah Put Some Liquor In Your Tonic Know You Want It, Know You Want This Girl, I Wanna See Ya
So Take Off Your Clothes (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) Who Is In Control? (Get It With Me, Girl) Come On, Lay Down, Down, Down Let’s Get To It, Let’s Skip All The Small Talk (Yeah, Yeah) I Really Wanna S*x You Up (Sex You Up) I Really Wanna S*x You Up (I Really Wanna Sex You Up, Oh, Woah) I Wanna Know I Wanna Know
Giddy-Giddy, My Little Pony, Yeah Ride Me, Ride Me Like A Cowgirl Giddy-giddy, Yeah, Woah Tell Me What It Feels Like, Yeah (What It Feels Like) Uh, Tell Me If You Like It
I Know That It Turns You On To See That I’m On And I’m Honest, Yeah Put Some Liquor In Your Tonic Know You Want It, Know You Want This Girl, I Wanna See Ya
Take Off Your Clothes, Woah, Oh-oh (Yeah-yeah) Who Is In Control? (You Know I’m Ready, Girl) Come On, Lay Down, Down, Down Let’s Get To It, Let’s Skip All The Small Talk (Yeah, I Really Wanna—) I Really Wanna S*x You Up (S*x You Up) Really Wanna S*x You Up (I Really Wanna, I Really Wanna)
Oh Yeah, Oh Ooh-ooh What’s Up, Girl? Girl, Just Think When We’re Here Talkin’ About A Threesome And You Know What I Had With The Other Dude Before? He Said I Owe Him One Never Told Him I Like B!tches But Fu*k This, Just Give Him One With Who? You Know You The Only B!tch That Ever Fu*k With This Nigga I Mean, Just Don’t Tell The Nigga I’m Seeing Now And We’re Good
Saturday 27 April 2024 09:45 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "Lose My Mind." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR, Cardiak, Alex Lustig, and 40, and the song "Lose My Mind" was produced by Cardiak, 40, and Alex Lustig.
Lose My Mind Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Okay Jahron, Meet Jada Jada, Meet Jahron, Hmm-hmm
Ayy, Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Mind Fu*kin’ Two B!tches At One Time Couldn’t Make Me Choose If It Depended On My Life One’s Half-Spanish And One’s Half-white Ooh, Ooh-oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, And My Tattoo Is On Her Body Woah, Oh-ooh-woah, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, There’s No Controllin’ Her
When She’s Off That Molly (Molly) When She’s Rollin’ That Body (Body) When She’s Talkin’ That Softly (Softly) Hard To Get Her Off Me (Me) Drippin’ In Dior, You Like It I Could Put Ten On The Floor If You Like It If Y’all Keep Fuc*kin’ Me More Then Y’all Might Be Bad For Me
Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Mind (Lose) Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Mind Up In Here, Up In Here Y’all Gon’ Make Me Go All Out Up In Here, Up In Here Y’all Gon’ Make Me Act A Fool Up In Here, Up In Here Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Cool Up In Here, Up In Here
All I Can Think About Is Your Booties, And Y’all Ridin’ Me Like Suzukis, And Y’all Sayin’ Y’all Never Do This, But Tonight, You’re Doin’ It To Me (Oh, No) And I Say, Oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh My Hands All On Her Body Tryna Control It, I Can’t Control It When She’s Off That—
When She’s Off That Molly (When She’s Off That) When She’s Rollin’ That Body (When She’s Rollin’) When She’s Talkin’ That Softly (When She’s Talkin’) Hard To Get Her Off Me (Off) Drippin’ In Dior, You Like It I Could Put Ten On The Floor If You Like It If Y’all Keep Fu*kin’ Me More Then Y’all Might Be (Be) Bad For Me (Me)
Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Mind (Yeah, Yeah) Y’all Gon’ Make Me Lose My Mind (My Mind) Up In Here, Up In Here (Ooh, Mm) Y’all Gon’ Make Me Act A Fool (Fool)
I Love To Love (And I Love You, Dear) I Really Don’t Need A Girl I Wanna Get Married (I’d Just Love To Get Married) I Love That Peace (You Are My Love, Darling) I Could Be Single For The Rest Of My Life I Want Some Kids (I Wanna Have Your Kids) I Want You Here (Mhm-hm) Why Would I Date One Girl (You Only Need One Girl) And Spend A Million Dollars On Gifts? (You’ll Never Be Satisfied) (No One Will Love You The Way That I Love You) When I Can Date Ten And Spend A Hundred-Thousand Dollars On Any Of Them (And End Up Alone)
Credits:
Song:
Lose My Mind
Album:
PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Vocals
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Written By:
PARTYNEXTDOOR, Eli Brown (Rap Producer), DMX, Prep Bijan, 40, Travis Marsh & Swizz Beatz
Music Produced By:
Eli Brown (Rap Producer), PARTYNEXTDOOR, Prep Bijan, Travis Marsh & 40
Saturday 27 April 2024 09:52 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "StuckIn My Ways." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR, PARTYNEXTDOOR and Maneesh, and the song "StuckIn My Ways" was produced by Maneesh, 40, and Alex Lustig.
StuckIn My Ways Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Lettin’ All My Ho*s Go Love Doin’ Somethin’ To Me, To Make Me Stay Lettin’ All My Feelings Show You’re Doin’ Somethin’ To Me, Uh, I’m Afraid
I’ll Say, I Don’t Wanna Be (I Don’t Want To Be, Yeah) Changed (Changed) Happier Stuck In (I’m Happier Stuck) My Ways (In My Ways) Baby, Don’t You Be (Don’t You Be), Offended (Offended) ’cause I’m So Stuck In My Ways, I Never Wanna Change
Lettin’ All My Bros Know I’m Steppin’ Out The Game, For Real Shawty, I’m Steppin’ Up My Game, For Real You’re Doin’ Somethin’ To Me, Uh, I’m Afraid
To Say (Ooh), I Don’t Wanna Be (I Don’t Wanna Be) Changed (Changed) Happier Stuck In (Stuck In) My Ways Baby, Don’t You Be (Don’t You Be) Offended (Offended) ’cause I’m So Stuck In My Ways (My Ways), I Never Wanna Change (Oh-oh) I Never Wanna Change
At Some Point, You’ve Gotta Grow Jahron And Enjoy The Small Things In Life With Someone You Care About
Saturday 27 April 2024 09:59 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "Cheers." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR, Bizness Boi, Christopher Bivens, and OG Parker, and the song "Cheers" was produced by Bizness Boi, OG Parker, Christopher Bivens, Alex Lustig, and 40.
Cheers Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Cheers When We Drink, Oh Yeah Cheers When We Drunk, Oh Yeah Cheers Make Me Numb, Oh Yeah Oh Yeah, Yeah Love Hangin’ Out, Oh Yeah Hate Hangin’ Up (Oh), Woah Don’t Say It (Say It) Until You Mean It (Mean It, Yeah)
Watch, I’ll Run Through A Quarter Milli’ With Ya, Baby (Baby) We Hit The Strip Club, We Goin’ Crazy (Yeah) I’ma Talk To You Nice, I’ma Treat You Like A Lady (Yeah) ‘fore We Get In The Car (Yeah, Woo), I’m Pullin’ On Yo’ Lace Wig While You Give Me Top (Top) Don’t Stop, Oh Girl, It’s So Much Fun With Ya Your Love When Whatever, It’s Whatever When You Need It (Period) Like Signin’ Off, I’ll Be Your Little Secret I’m Never Too Far Pushin’ The Bar (The Bar) Twice As (As Far) When I’m What You Need (Need) You Ain’t Gotta Work As Hard It Won’t Take Much To Make You Mine But For Now, I’m Sayin’ (I’m Sayin’, Yeah)
Let’s Cheers When We Drink (Yeah), Oh Yeah Cheers When We Drunk (Yeah), Oh Yeah Cheers Make Me Numb (Cheers), Oh Yeah Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah-ah, Yeah Love Hanging Out (Love), Oh Yeah Hate Hanging Up (Hate Hanging Up), Woah Don’t Say It (Say It) Until You Mean It (No Sex, Yeah, No Sex)
Let’s Take Another Shot, Then We Out Of The Party Let’s Take It Up The Block, I Ain’t Gon’ Tell Nobody What We Doin’, Where We Goin’ What Type Time That We On Tonight Let’s Take A Trip, A Trip To Italy (Yeah) Bussdown That Watch And Now You’re Kissin’ Me Talk ’bout My Past I Ain’t Even Wanna Talk ’bout That Last (Yeah) Tamia, Tamia, Officially Missin’ Me She Feel Like Beyoncé When She Wear Tiffany I Don’t Even Wanna Talk ’bout The Past I Wanna Talk ’bout The Times That’s Gon’ Forever Last I’m Saying
Cheers When We Drink (Yeah, Yeah), Oh Yeah Cheers When We Drunk (Yeah), Oh Yeah Cheers Made Me Numb (Cheers), Oh Yeah (Come On, Come On, Come On) Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah Love Hanging Out (Love), Oh Yeah Hate Hanging Up (Hate Hanging Up), Woah Don’t Say It Until You Mean It (Yeah)
Do I Look Stupid To You? That Was So Rude Look, Look, Look, Baby You Should Be Embarrassed, You Should Be Embarrassed That B!tch Was Just Lookin’ At Me And That’s It. It Don’t Mean Nothing I Watched Her, I Watched Her, I Just Watched Her Walk To You. What’s Going On? I Don’t Even Know Her You’re Tripping. You Got Me Messed Up For Real. You Don’t Want Me To Embarrass You In Here> Look, She Off—, She Offered Me A Drink And That’s All That Happened> Nah, It’s Cool, It’s Whatever. I’m Out, I’m Out, I’m Done She Came And She Leaned Into Me. She Was Just Offering Me A Drink And That’s It, Promise To God We’ll See I Do Not Know Her Listen, It’s Over. Drop It
Credits:
Song:
Cheers
Album:
PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Vocals
PARTYNEXTDOOR
Written By:
PARTYNEXTDOOR, Bizness Boi, Christopher Bivens & OG Parker
Music Produced By:
Bizness Boi, OG Parker, Christopher Bivens, Alex Lustig & 40
Saturday 27 April 2024 10:08 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "Make It To The Morning." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR, Prep Bijan, niketaz, and Habib Defoundoux, and the song "Make It To The Morning" was produced by Habib Defoundoux, niketaz, and Alex Lustig.
Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl, Yeah Oh, Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl Yeah
I Don’t Wanna Fight, But You Got The Wrong Vibes Hold, Let Me Get You Right, It’s How I Apologize Jt When You Act Up, I’ll Eat The Pu*sy Up And Give You Somethin’ To Make Noise About Don’t Scream Or Shout, I’m Workin’ My Way Down Girl, You Gettin’ Loud, Now, Put It In Yo’ Mouth Yeah, Yeah, Yeah The Shit I Did Last Night I’m Not Real Proud Of (Wet) But Let’s Just Wait ’til The Mornin’ Until I Say My Part, Oh
Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl, Yeah Let’s Make It, Yeah, Yeah Oh, Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl Ooh-woah, Oh, Yeah
I Don’t Wanna Fight With Ya, Tryna End My Night With Ya Don’t Let Yo’ Mind Getcha, I Wanna Vibe With You Oh-woah (Yeah, Yeah, Nah, Nah) Yeah, As Soon As I Get Up Out Of This Bed, I’m Tryna Make Love (Oh-yeah) As Soon As I Get Up Out Of This Bed, I’m Tryna Make It Up (Oh) It’s The Lyin’ You Said, Felt Like Maybelline You Can’t Just Make Shit Up (Oh) It’s The Spinnin’ And Spinnin’ Again For Me My Shawty Gon’ Spin Back Again For Me Yeah, I Know I Say It All The Time, But I Promise And Let’s Just Say It’ll Take A Little More Patience, Ooh ’cause The Shit I Did Last Night, I’m Not Real Proud Of Oh, Yeah, Yeah
Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl, Yeah Let’s Make It, Yeah Oh, Let’s Make It ’til The Mornin’, Girl
Saturday 27 April 2024 10:19 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
Canadian singer and lyricist "PARTYNEXTDOOR" has released a brand-new song titled "No Chill." Penned by PARTYNEXTDOOR and Nonstop Da Hitman, and the song "No Chill" was produced by Nonstop Da Hitman and Alex Lustig.
No Chill Lyrics By PARTYNEXTDOOR 4
Oh Yeah
And I Been With Triplets, I Been With Twins I Been Solo, Where Do I Begin? (Oh-oh, Oh-oh) And To Me You Are The Star Of The Show Still Even Though I Found Your Pretty A*s Out In Mobile Ever Since I Copped You All That Ice You Got No Chill No, Woah
Never Try To Waste Your Time And You Never Try To Waste Mine Proved It A Million Times, Woah Linking Up, We Were In Turks Together I Always Keep You Close (Yeah, Oh Yeah) And You Dressed Up For Me But You Don’t Wanna Show Anybody Super Lowkey, You Don’t Know Anybody (Ah-ah) Can’t Wait To Take You Down In Private You Know My Deepest Dark Desire Oh-woah Baby, I Seen Everything, I Felt You Too But You Were The Best Part If Nobody’s Told You Baby You’re Pressure
I Been With Triplets, I Been With Twins I Been Solo, Where Do I Begin? (Oh-oh, Oh-oh) And To Me You Are The Star Of The Show Still Even Though I Found Your Pretty A*s Out In Mobile Ever Since I Copped You All That Ice You Got No Chill No, Woah
My Girl Got Diamonds On Her Arm, Diamonds In Her Ear She Even Worked At Diamonds For A Year I’m Tryna Treat You Special, Like No One Did My Baby Skips The Nightlife (Nightlife) And The Sideline (Sideline) Just To Show Me It’s Mine I’m Tryna Treat Her Special, Like No One Ever Did (No Baby, I)
I Been With Triplets, I Been With Twins (Oh Baby, I) I Been Solo, Where Do I Begin? (For You, For You) And To Me You Are The Star Of The Show Still (To Me You Are The Star Of My Show, Woah) Even Though I Found Your Pretty A*s Out In Mobile (Ooh, Ooh) Ever Since I Copped You All That Ice You Got No Chill No, Woah
Where Am I At? Hmm Are You Comin’ To Get Me? Oh, No, I Didn’t Think So Yeah No, We’re Good, We’re Good, We’re Good We’re Chillin’, I’m Chillin’, Chillin’, Chillin’ I’m Not Doin’ Nothin’, I’m Chillin’, I’m Relaxin’ I’m With My Girl, We’re Good, Like I Don’t Need Nothin’, No, You’re Good I’ll Be Back Later Didn’t You Say You Had Somethin’ To Do? Oh, Okay, How Long, How— What Do You Mean? You’re Trippin’ Trippin’ For No Reason, I Don’t Even Trip On You Like That You’re Welcome
Saturday 27 April 2024 10:52 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper and lyricist "Busta Rhymes" has released a brand-new song titled "HOMAGE." with Kodak Black. Penned by Kodak Black, Busta Rhymes and Wheezy, and the song "HOMAGE" was produced by Wheezy.
HOMAGE Lyrics By Busta Rhymes
Wheezy Outta Here
All Of My Bread Turn Mustard, I Spend It On Yellow Diamonds And I Don’t Fu*k With Busters Unless They Rhymin’, Yeah Busta ’round, Give Me My Flowers Every Time We Encounter, Yeah I Don’t Owe A B!tch Shit, Went From A YG To A OG, I Gotta Pay Homage
I Had To Start Takin’ Them Jiggles And Drinkin’, That Liquor Be Makin’ Me Violent I Knew She Was Shakin’ Her Nigga, The Way I Was Hittin’ On Caveman’s Island Hot Like The Chain From A Stripper, She Ridin’ My Pole, She Climbin’ And Slidin’ I Turn That Ho To A Housewife, You Can’t Even Spell That Shit Without It
I Took My Dawg Out The Project, After Every Show, I Give ’em Few Thousand The First Time I Met The Ho, ‘fore I Sexed Ho, Asked Her If She Knew Wale Took A Perc’ And I Call Her, And When I Try Offer It, She Told Me She Just Do Molly I Already Got Nine, So Instead Of The ‘rari, I’ma Just Cop The Bugatti
Had To Bust A Few Shotters And Ride For A Don Just Bust A Lil’ Thot If She Fu*k For A Book Had To Pull A Few Robberies For Me To Survive Stomach Talkin’ And My B!tch Arguin’ Too Much I Got Out Of Prison, Ran It Up In Two Months I Start Right Back To Spendin’, Boy, You Gon’ Do What? Shawty Smokin’ D!ck, It’s A Mini-Hookah I’m Puttin’ On My Timberlands, A Nigga Boo’d Up
All Of My Bread Turn Mustard, I Spend It On Yellow Diamonds And I Don’t Fu*k With Busters Unless They Rhymin’, Yeah Busta ’round, Give Me My Flowers Every Time We Encounter, Yeah I Don’t Owe A B!tch Shit, Went From A YG To A OG, I Gotta Pay Homage
When I See The Young G, Kodak, I Love The Way You Be Contributin’ The Shit That You Be Doin’ I Done Seen You Go To Jail, Come Home, Get Shot, Calm Down And Now I Like The Way You’re Movin’ Jewelry Be Priceless, I Like To Make The Records, But I Love To Sit A Nigga Down And School Him Take The Information And Apply It, Then Become A Success Every Single Time You Use ’em, Yeah
Canary Yellow Diamond, When You See It, Hope You ‘preciate The Mineral, Yeah Scientific With It, Here To Inspire The Most Of You So You Ain’t Lookin’ Pitiful, Yeah Instead Of Watchin’ My Pocket, It’s Impossible To Count My Residuals, Yeah Every Time I Talk, I’m Here To Cut Deep In The Soul Of Every Single Individual, Yeah I Give It To The Street Because I Know They Really Wanted This Captivated The Planet And Checked It Off My Bucket List Drink Another Bottle ’til It’s Finished, Take Another Piss Grab Another Quarter Milli’, Throw It On My Other Wrist Yeah, Close Your Eyes, Travel With Us, Make Another Wish Now Tell Your B!tch To Come Here And Give Me Another Kiss, Kodak
All Of My Bread Turn Mustard, I Spend It On Yellow Diamonds And I Don’t Fu*k With Busters Unless They Rhymin’, Yeah Busta ’round, Give Me My Flowers Every Time We Encounter, Yeah I Don’t Owe A B!tch Shit, Went From A YG To A OG, I Gotta Pay Homage
When I See The Young G, Kodak, I Love The Way You Be Contributin’ The Shit That You Be Doin’ I Done Seen You Go To Jail, Come Home, Get Shot, Calm Down And Now I Like The Way You’re Movin’ Jewelry Be Priceless, I Like To Make The Records, But I Love To Sit A Nigga Down And School Him Take The Information And Apply It, Then Become A Success Every Single Time You Use ’em, Yeah
Saturday 27 April 2024 11:14 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper, singer, and songwriter "Kanye West" has released a brand-new song titled "LIKE THAT REMIX.". Penned by Kanye West, Future, Ty Dolla $ign, Metro Boomin, Rodney O, Joe Cooley, BBYKOBE, and The Legendary Traxster, and the song "LIKE THAT REMIX" was produced by Metro Boomin, Kanye West, and The Legendary Traxster.
LIKE THAT REMIX Lyrics By Kanye West
You Know We Had To Get The Hooligans Up Here, We Gon’ Take This Pu*sy Nigga Out Yo, Dot, I Got You Woah-oah-oah-oah, Woah-oah-oah-oah-oah Yeah If You Like That (Phew)
Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop I Just Fu*ked Your B!tch In The Sean John Tank Top You Treat A Bad B!tch Like She Average I Treat A Bad B!tch Like A Fat B!tch Shouldn’t Have Never Let Me Get Money Again On My Katt Williams When They Get Funny Again Yeah, You See They Tried To Count Me Out, I Like That We Just Hit A Number One, We Right Back Five Hundred Down On The Bottom, Five Hundred Up At The Top Titanium Grills, Call That “Smile On The Rocks” I Done Had Everything That You Able To Got I Invented Drill Too, I Ain’t Gon’ Lie, It Was Chop Ayy, Another One, Volume One (Yee) Then It’s Two And Three (Yee!), Vultures On Repeat (Yee!) Still Feel Like Pablo, Dr*g Dealer Chic (Yee) Pluto Sent The Drones (Woo), It Hit Like Metro Beats It’s A Wrap For Niggas (Yee) Where’s Lucian? Serve Your Master, Nigga You Caught A Little Bag For Your Masters, Didn’t Ya? Lifetime Deal, I Feel Bad For Niggas (Bad For Niggas) Y’all So Outta Sight, Outta Mind I Can’t Even Think Of A Drake Line Play J. Cole, Get The Pu*sy Dry Play This Shit Back A Hundred-Thirty Times
Young Dope Dealer, Sellin’ Dope, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Kickin’ Doors, Kickin’ In Doors, Is You Like That? (Yeah) Young Throwed Nigga, Sellin’ Lows, Is You Like That? (Yeah) All ’24, You On Go, Is You Like That? (If You Like) Niggas From The Bottom Really Like That (If You Like That) Steppin’ In Balencis If You Like That (Like That) Pop Another Bottle If You Like That (If You Like That)
He Was Once A Thug From Around The Way (Phew)
B!tch Didn’t Get No Ap, She Got Patek And Philippe Takin’ Off To The Moon, Got Chanaynay On My Feet, Mm Bang Without My Goon, Now She Got Me Playin’ For Keeps, Yeah G6 And Shrooms, We Take Drugs Through The Week I Can Barely Talk, But I Got Molly In My Body You Don’t Have To Say Nothing If Gettin’ Money Ain’t Your Hobby Made It Out The Struggle, My Hustle, I Got It Came Out The Mud, Ain’t No Dirt On My Prada (Yeah)
Young Dope Dealer, Sellin’ Dope, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Kickin’ Doors, Kickin’ In Doors, Is You Like That? (Yeah) Young Throwed Nigga, Sellin’ Lows, Is You Like That? (Yeah) All ’24, You On Go, Is You Like That? (If You Like That) Niggas From The Bottom Really Like That (If You Like That) Steppin’ In Balencis If You Like That (If You Like That) Pop Another Bottle If You Like That (If You Like That)
Saturday 27 April 2024 11:33 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper, singer, and songwriter "YG" has released a brand-new song titled "KNOCKA.". Penned by YG, Larry Jayy, DJ Vision, and Kay Kay, and the song "KNOCKA" was produced by Larry Jayy, DJ Vision, and Kay Kay.
KNOCKA Lyrics By YG
4Hunnid Uh-oh
This Shit Is A Knocker, A Bopper, A Knocker, Like Choppers The Boppers, They Love Me, They Show Up, Give Topper The Benjis, The Benzos, The Reason I Gotta Then Cha-Cha, We Slid, The Reason We Got Ya The Oppers, The Coppers Get No Love, Get Nada The Block’ll Get Hotter And Hotter And Hotter It’s In Me, So They Envy, Try Reachin’ For The Watch-A The Glock’ll Go “Blakka”, Go “Blakka”, And “Blakka”
I Do This, It’s Nada, I Hit Your Baby Mama Suckin’ Them T!tties Like A Baby, Give Me Baba I’m Fu*kin’ On A Iggy, Was Fu*kin’ On A Lala My New B!tch Give Me Throat, I Call Her Lady Gaga My Roster Don’t Let Me Get Messy, Like Pasta The Movies, I Made ’em With B!tches, Need Oscars The Gucci, The Louis, The Fendi, The Prada The Saint, The Runners And Balenciagas The Money Buy Plenty, The Pennies, The Dollars The Nickels, The Dimes Came Straight From The Bottoms The Bottom, The Bottom, But The Top Is Where They Spot ’em And When You On The Top, All The Boppers Let You Dot ’em Her Daddy Went Home, Now Lil’ Daddy Got Her Slut Her Out Proper Like Nle Choppa Got Shotters On Shotters On Shotters On Shotters Wipe A Nigga Nose Like, “Nigga, Clean That Snot Up”
This Shit Is A Knocker, A Bopper, A Knocker, Like Choppers The Boppers, They Love Me, They Show Up, Give Topper The Benjis, The Benzos, The Reason I Gotta Then Cha-Cha, We Slid, The Reason We Got Ya The Oppers, The Coppers Get No Love, Get Nada The Block’ll Get Hotter And Hotter And Hotter It’s In Me, So They Envy, Try Reachin’ For The Watch-A The Glock’ll Go “Blakka”, Go “Blakka”, And “Blakka”
See, No Singin’, It’s An Opera, Bank On Big Poppa I Don’t Trust A Soul, Once You Sleep, I Gotta Watch You Ayy, When You Tie Me, Do It Sloppy When I’m Tied Up If You A Loyal B!tch, I Get You Gifts, Yeah, I Got You She Tryna Hit A Nae Nae, I’m Tryna Hear The Ah-Ah These Ho*s Thirsty For A Nigga, They Need Wawa Good Pussy, When You Inside, It Feel Like Lava Good Morning, Woke Up To A Check, I Feel Like “Haha” Gettin’ Cheese Enchiladas, The Glock Came With Lobsters Chill, ‘fore You Niggas Shellfish And Hit Your Block Up Boy, Get Your Stock Up, ‘kay, Get Your Knot Up I Heard B!tch Around The Name, That’s How You Know It Ain’t About Us Left Her Wet, Mop Up, Let Them Legs Lock Up In A Rich Nigga Mansion Where That Good Head Got You 4Hunnid ’til They Stop Us, But Who Gon’ Stop Us? Stop Us, Stop Us, Who, Us? Not Us
This Shit Is A Knocker, A Bopper, A Knocker, Like Choppers The Boppers, They Love Me, They Show Up, Give Topper The Benjis, The Benzos, The Reason I Gotta Then Cha-Cha, We Slid, The Reason We Got Ya The Oppers, The Coppers Get No Love, Get Nada The Block’ll Get Hotter And Hotter And Hotter It’s In Me, So They Envy, Try Reachin’ For The Watch-A The Glock’ll Go “Blakka”, Go “Blakka”, And “Blakka”
Saturday 27 April 2024 11:49 AM UTC+00 | Tags: english-songs
American rapper and songwriter "Nardo Wick" has released a brand-new song titled "Back To Back." with Future. Penned by Nardo Wick, Future, Southside, Smatt Sertified, Looisey, Elyas, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, CAZ_MUZIC, Jonas Koch, and LBambino, and the song "Back To Back" was produced by Southside, Smatt Sertified, Looisey, Elyas, CuBeatz, CAZ_MUZIC, Jonas Koch, and LBambino.
Back To Back Lyrics By Nardo Wick
Real Niggas In My Circle, You Can’t Fit Don’t Fu*k With Too Many, Be On Some Anti Shit I Told Her, “Pull Up,” She Asked Me Do I Trick Right Now I’m Fresh As Hell, Somebody Take A Flick Pretty B!tches, Back To Back, To Back Gang-Gang, Back To Back, To Back Shooters Trailin’ Me, Back To Back, To Back Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back To—
Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back To Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back To Shooters Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back To Back To Back, To Back To Back, To Back To Back To Shooters
Uh, Back To Back Like Rolls, I Matte-Black My Rover Chop Stick Gon’ Show You, Chop Stick Gon’ Blow You My Stick Gon’ Huh, Huh Back To Back Like Rolls, I Matte-Black My Rover Chop Stick Gon’ Show You, Chop Stick Gon’ Blow You My Stick Gon’ Huh, Uh They Gon’ Heat Me Up, But I Been Tryna Keep It Cool With These Lil’ Niggas They Tried To Stop The Blow Too Late, My Finger Was Already On The Trigger She Call Me “Shovel Man,” She Like The Way I Pull Up And I Dig Her We Fu*ked A Hundred Times, They Ask, I Be Like, “I Ain’t Ever Hit” Stop All That Beatin’ ’round The Bush, Homie, Say It With Your Chest Got A Lot Of Dog Shit, Homie, Know You Probably Smell It “Vroom, Vroom,” That’s My Name, Jodie, Pull Up In This Vette Go And Check The News, Brodie, Heard Somebody Stretched
In Your Feelings ’bout A Bitch, Lil’ Nigga, Better Get A Grip Tired Of Getting Taxed For That Shit, Lil’ Nigga, Take A Trip This Shit I Got Right Here, For Sure, I Blow, Make Everybody Dip Went To Visit Granny, She Said, “What’s That Pokin’ Out Your Hip?” I Told Brodie Walk Behind, So He Can Catch Me If I Slip She On 1942, She Beggin’ Me To Take A Sip First, She Drove The Boat, Then She Rode Me Like A Ship First, You Load It Up, Then You Empty Out The Clip I’m Not No Button, Not No Regular Clothes, It Ain’t No Pressin’ Me I Got On ‘venchy, Lv, No Nike, But I Got That Check On Me If I Swing This Bitch From Left To Right, Gon’ Have To Check On Your Homie Lil Bruh ‘nem Known For Stoppin’ Cars, But They Be On Go For Me
If You Get A Glimpse When I’m Out, Nigga, It’s Bad Luck (Ayy) I Just Put Ten Mill’ In The Pen, It Made Me Feel Better Shooter Passin’ Out These Bowls, I’m Cold With The Blammer (Okay) My Lil’ Young Nigga Ran A M On The Road, He A Scammer (Run It Up) Drippin’ Moncler, I Smash ’em, Covered In Bezel (Covered Up) But I’m Clever, Vendettas, Raw Dope, It’s Whatever (Let’s Go Up) I’m A Rapper, But Better, If I Go, I Go Federal (Pluto) I Pour Up, I Don’t Measure, I Smash Soon I Met Her (Oh) I Leveled Up, My Bread Up, I’m Fed Up, It’s Pressure It’s Gang-gang, You Can’t Hang, We Slimin’ Out Whoever I Keep It On, Get Stepped On, In Maison Margiela
Got Two Cribs In Alpharetta, They Down The Street From Each Other (Wodie) I Know Trap Spot, My Lil’ One, He Know The Laptop (Wodie) Shawty Had Me Kel-Tec, Chris Vic, He A Vampire (Ooh) Campin’ Right In Front Of Your House And Start Up A Campfire (Boom, Boom) I Just Did My Numbers Then Fumbled, This Wasn’t A Landslide (Super) Ain’t Gon’ Be No Nigga Who Dissin’ You, I’m Spinnin’ Back To Back (Super) Any Nigga Say He Want A Issue, I’m Goin’ Rat-a-tat (Brrt) Fifty Bullets Sittin’ In The Clip, It Got A Nigga Arrogant (Drrt) Murderers On Murderers Do Murders, My Natural Habitat (Murder)
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Credits:
Song:
Back To Back
Vocals
Nardo Wick & Future
Written By:
Nardo Wick, Future, Southside, Smatt Sertified, Looisey, Elyas, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, CAZ_MUZIC, Jonas Koch & LBambino
