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Chevy Woods – Just Like Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
Baby, I want what the world can’t (see), yeah yeah
I know they hating, I just sip my tea, wooooaaah
Just keep it tight girl, ’cause that’s on me, yeah yeah
Fresh out the shower, I’ma f**k you to sleep, ooooh

[Verse 1]
She like that Beyonce gym with the Lemonade
Look you in good hands girl, I feel like Allstay
I seen all type of girls, I’ve been through all states
But you the one get the icing, ’cause you got all cake
Look I’m so use to this balling, and I know shooters too
Baby if nobody told you, just look, you beautiful
I play that corner, yeah I was on in like Josh Norman
You call my phone, I pick up, I’ll never ignore it
Girl, you the best with the top, is the best in the morning
Fighting like we opponents, know you want it, you bone it
Girl you grown and you know it, I can see that you glowing
Give me all your emotions, know the feel like the ocean

[Chorus]
I trynna find what this might be, yeah yeah
I’m tryna find a girl who’s just like me, ooh ooh ooh
Baby, I want what the world can’t see (see)
I know they hating, I just sip my tea, wooooaaah
Just keep it tight girl, ’cause that’s on me, yeah yeah
Fresh out the shower, I’ma f**k you to sleep, ooooh

[Verse 2]
I got all this money calling, girl you knows gonna feel like you the one for me, ’cause it shows
Don’t give a f**k about you ex now, tell him let it go
‘Cause he f**ked up, now you got a new one , thats the code
Baby time don’t wait for nobody, we can’t waste it
Take a sip, we off [?] you can’t even taste it
All this money on my mind, I just gotta make it
I got Gucci on my collar, Gucci Maine wasted (Gucci)
If you ain’t got no time, girl I can’t f**k with it (no)
‘Cause just as fast as we mad, I be done with it
I had problems with my ex, don’t want no problems next girl
Girl, I’m marry to that money, I be f**king up the checks

[Chorus]
I trynna find what this might be, yeah yeah
I’m tryna find a girl who’s just like me, ooh ooh ooh
Baby, I want what the world can’t see (see), yeah yeah
I know they hating, I just sip my tea, wooooaaah
Just keep it tight girl, ’cause that’s on me, yeah yeah
Fresh out the shower, I’ma f**k you to sleep, ooooh

Young Scooter – Burglar Bars And Cameras

[Chorus]
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas
I can make the trap jump when the trap slow
Packs comin’ in the front, ran out the back door
Burglar bars and cameras, baking soda and Arm & Hammer
Black Amigo numbers got the trap goin’ bananas

[Verse 1]
Brick thunderstorm, that’s a cocaine shower
Thug and Future with me, you know that’s the twin towers
I just sold a thousand pounds less than five hours
Road runnin’ through your town, what you need? I got it
Get your calculator out with Scooter on the beat
I get them pounds for thirteen hundred and sell ’em for the three
I made more than the plug, street lottery
Jugg king, I just did a show for a key
I got six jugg houses on the same street
I got six plugs and they ain’t got the same weed
You call your partner big dog, he won’t even let you eat
I get on every beat nigga and rap a recipe, Scooter

[Verse 2]
I got the keys, the keys
Remix for twenty-three
Rolex off jugg houses
And everything for cheap
Still juggin’ off public housing
Like eighty racks a week
Stash house in stone mountain
That I don’t never see
Never let a nigga know when your pack comin’
‘Cause niggas come and intercept that pack like Josh Norman
A half a million worth of cars and everything foreign
They dropped the price of bricks nigga and I’m to blame for it
Eleven hundred gram bricks, they cost an extra stack
Turn a nine to a half, an extra nine on top of that
Hit the club and buy the bar, you know we stand on top of that
Bitch I’m always in the streets, I out here where the robbers at

October 5, 2016

DJ Khaled – I Got The Keys lyrics

[Intro]
DJ Khaled: We The Best music!
Jay Z: Oh, this what we doin’ here
DJ Khaled: Another one!
Jay Z: I’ma have to put my jewelry on for this one
Future: Wraith talk, Wraith talk
Oh, we talkin’ that Wraith talk
Safe talk, safe talk, here we go talkin’ that safe talk
DJ Khaled: Major key alert!
Jay Z: Oh, we good now
Future: Major bag alert
DJ Khaled: DJ Khaled!

[Hook: Future]
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
We go to court, we gon’ plead the fifth
I know the judge, I’ma shoot him some chips
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
[Verse 1: Jay Z]
Niggas always asking me the key
‘Til you own your own you can’t be free
‘Til you’re on your own you can’t be me
How we still slaves in 2016?
Key to life, keep a bag comin’
Every night another bag comin’
I ain’t been asleep since ’96
I ain’t seen the back of my eyelids
I been speedin’ through life with no safety belt
One on one with the corner, with no safety help
I perform like Josh Norman, I ain’t normal, nigga
Just a project nigga out in Beverly Hills, California, nigga
That Wraith talk, that’s foreign, nigga
Special cloth talk here
All my niggas from the mud damn near
All my niggas millionares
We gon’ take it there, I swear
You gon’ think a nigga’s psychic
You ain’t seen nothin’ like this
I should probably copyright this
I promise they ain’t gonna like this

[Post-Hook: Future]
Radar, radar on, bitches ain’t even on my radar
Radar, radar on, on, you ain’t on my radar
Radar, radar, no, no, you hatin’ on my radar
No, no, you bitches ain’t, bitches ain’t even on my radar

[Verse 2: Jay Z]
I got a bag for lawyers, like, “Fuck your charges!”
Hop out the courtroom, like, “What charges?”
Big pimpin’ on your court steps
Case y’all ain’t notice, I ain’t lost yet
Y’all know it’s one of one
Soon as you hear that uh, uh, uh
Y’all know the difference right
From rap facts and fiction, right?
Real life I’m like HOV
Real life I’m life goals
In real life they’re like me?
In real life I’m like, “No.”
My swag different, that bag different
My wife Beyoncé, I brag different
My baby Blue (What else?) I dream in color (What else?)
That’s too much flavor (What else?) I don’t rap to suckas (Ha!)
God bless you all, I only talk special talk
I only talk special cloth
Said I only talk special, ah!

[Interlude: DJ Khaled & Future]
I got the keys
I got the keys, keys, keys
I got the keys to all success!
I got the keys, keys, keys
We the best!
I got the keys, keys, keys
Roc Nation! Freebandz!
Secure the bag alert
Alert, alert, alert, alert, alert, alert
Alert, alert, alert, alert, we got ’em alert