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Drake – Plug Lyrics

[Intro]
(Plug)
I’m back, baby, where the love?
(Bitch)
Ayy, yeah

[Verse]
Ayy, ayy (Plug)
Writin’ this from Florida with love (Love)
When I linked with Mexiko I knew I found the plug (Dro)
Rest in peace to Static, yellin’ “Shawty want a thug,” ayy
Bottles in the club, ayy, know I love to touch (Ayy)
Weezy played that shit for me and Kobe on the bus (Yeah)
Went and got a chain for me, I had to give it up (Yeah)
Niggas had they pistols loaded pointed at my truck, ayy
And you know that lesson stuck (Right)
From that day I never touched the road without a (Plug)
Ayy, from that day I never saw the point in talkin’ tough (Nah)
Hasn’t happened since, I guess you niggas know what’s up (Yup)
Yeah, haven’t seen the 6ix in like a month (6ix)
Fuck that, I’m back, baby, where the love? (Love)
Rappers that I threw an alley-oop are throwin’ subs (Yeah)
But they gotta dap me when they see me, that’s what’s up (That’s what’s up)
I let that shit slide, I got everything
I can lose it all if I’m reactin’ to the petty things
My bro named Casino, yeah, but he ain’t into bettin’ things
FBG the gang and they down to stain anything, mhm
Yeah, that’s right (Yeah, that’s right)
FBG the gang and they down to stain anything (Stain)
Mhm (Stain), yeah, that’s right (Yeah, that’s right)
FBG the gang and they…
Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plug)
I’m back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)
I’m back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)
I’m back, baby, where the love?
Booted up, turned up, piped up (Plug)
I’m back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)
I’m back, baby, where the love? (Where the love at?)
I’m back, baby, where the love?

[Instrumental Outro]

Young Thug – Niggas Ain’t Ready Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, [?]
Yeah, slime, FBG, uh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
These niggas ain’t ready, uh
These niggas ain’t ready, ay
These hoes on go, yeah
They ready like spaghetti, yeah
The cars gettin’ hit, mm
[?]
Your ho gon’ smash, smash, smash, these hoes stay ready, yeah
My bankroll wide and tall, these fuck niggas petty
She fuckin’ with a big dog, she better be ready
These hoes ain’t ready
These niggas ain’t ready
These hoes ain’t re-re-re-re, these niggas ain’t ready, yeah

[Verse 1: Casino]
Big flexed up, big checked up, uh, I’m on boss man status
My bitch walking in red bottoms, she on bad bitch status
Taliban chains in a rocket, shit cost a whole damn bird
That’s a thirty rack Eliante
See the rock in it, it’s shining
See the whips that I be pushing
All of ’em I have in cash
Two hunnid on my dash
Your bitch behind the [?] gettin’ smashed
Sittin’ back countin’ racks, nigga I laugh
Got OG bags in the city for the low
Buy a whole lot, get ’em for the twenty-five
I don’t walk through the airport boy, I take jets
Fly [?] nigga, in the city you know
Know how to make bands, I ain’t goin’ broke

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I hit the jewelry store, spend a deal
These pussy niggas really know the deal
My diamonds hittin’ hard, lookin’ fake
But these niggas know these diamonds for real
Your old lady ridin’ for real, I fucked her from behind for real
My gators got the swine for real
A couple hoes with me where you live
I got a new truck, it’s a Jaguar
Three hunnid on the dash like a Nascar
You play or fuck around, it be your last car
My niggas pulling up like a bad call
Hey, drip drop, red top
Uh, braids on my dreadlocks
And I growed up like the Boondocks
These pussy niggas tell a whole crew of cops
Just [?] Casino [?], yeah
Backwoods fit with a whole lot of loud, ambulance, yeah
I still ain’t spent the rap check or the advance, yeah
I still ain’t met a nigga that made me [?], yeah

Doe Boy – 956 Nights (feat. DJ Esco)

[Intro: Doe Boy]
If Esco don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
If young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
You know how we rockin’ for young Future man

[Hook: Doe Boy]
I got 56 shots, nigga play with Esco
Choppers start boomin’, nigga play with Metro
But nah this ain’t no Metro, this a beat by Lex though
FBG the gang, bitch come sign to Death Row

[Verse: Doe Boy]
This ain’t gangsta rap, I’m just bringing hood back
Let a savage in the game, I make ’em feel like Suge back
All my niggas shoot straps, sell dog and cook crack
He a pussy with some money so you know we took that
9-1-1, the streets need me
The streets love Beezy ’cause the streets believe me
Bitch my hoe card don’t exist
Cross and you gon’ meet the stick
Bitch we riding like a Lyft
Wit guns we can barely lift
Bitch I’m flexin’, I’m cappin’, you lackin’, I’m jackin’
I pull out this cannon, demanding, not asking
You rappin’, not trapping, I’m savage, you acting
You taxing, they snatching, they pull up, get active
Why these pussies tryna beef, I’m not even in they reach
Got some youngins tryna eat, I’ll feed you to the streets
Oh these niggas think it’s sweet? where you at, I’m tryna link
Got that draco on the seat, make ’em JuJu on that beat
Hopped in da Audi, shooting then I’m outty
Niggas at my neck but I got all these goons around me
Broke niggas bore me, you can fight this .40
Magazine clip, I’ll let it tell a story
Ridin’ through the trenches but we pulling up in Porsches
Shooter on the streets but go to jail and get extorted
That’s why I don’t need the MAC
This the truth, it ain’t a rap
Last nigga ran up on me on the Fam, he took a nap
He ain’t really ’bout that life that pussy boy just talk that
Fifty thousand ’round my neck, I swear yo life don’t cost that
I can’t pay that boy attention ’cause he ain’t no boss yet
I got niggas that catch bodies they just ain’t get caught yet
Hold on

[Hook: Doe Boy]
I got 56 shots, nigga play with Esco
Choppers goin’ boomin’, nigga play with Metro
But nah this ain’t no Metro, this a beat by Lex though
FBG the gang, bitch come sign to Death Row

[Outro: Doe Boy]
Streets need me nigga
Gang gang
Doe!