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Curren$y & Ski Beatz – There It Is lyrics

December 28, 2021
Curren$y & Ski Beatz – There It Is lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Back to back Cadillacs, black on black
Action Jackson, these niggas...
Huh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Back to back Cadillacs, black on black
Action Jackson, these niggas think they can rap
Pedal to the floor, '97 Polo Sport boat shoes
Smoking gorilla glue on a golf course
Never had [?] source
But I'm the owner of a sought after Ferrari horse
Therefor underground rap star of some sort
Musical drug lord smoking out his sports cars
Been through it all, not bitter
But I'm quite thankful for the experience, I'm richer for it
Clearly the bigger person seen the bigger picture
Wе seen hits before them niggas could hit us
Bitch you dеaling with one of the top rhyme spitters
I'm hella high everywhere I am
Hustle paid the rent and it bought the Bent
Put up a picket fence, bought the crib
My feet kicked up, the incense lit
There it is
Verse 2]
Yes, I slid off the grid, big ass kid
Twenty pack of Kool-Aid Jammers in the fridge
Macaroni and barbecue ribs, straight diggin' in
Bad bitch in the kitchen made the pot flip
Full as a tick
Grinding up a nugget then I twist
Back in the mix
Niggas tellin' their big brother Spitta back on his shit
[?] stomper, big numbers
Low riders stuntin'
Winter to summer, [?] nothing
I wasn't bluffin' when I said I was coming back
To leave them motherfuckers with their noses runnin'
Dozing off on each other
Gettin' high [?] fighting over
[?] just pushing and shovin', graphic depiction
Put you bitches right in the middle of it
Food for thought, not for niggas with weak stomachs

[Outro]
Yeah, there it is
Jet Life, yeah

Curren$y & Ski Beatz – There It Is lyrics Curren$y & Ski Beatz – There It Is lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5

Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Non Fungible lyrics

December 28, 2021
Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Non Fungible lyrics
[Intro]



Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Slip into the room like karate shoes
Impalas coming up the avenue by the two
It was twenty cars in the crew
You know we gettin' loot, it ain't hard to tell
We stacking that mail, the real will prevail
Sure, them snakes will reveal their scales
Try to blend in as your friends and pals
I don't need them, they won't see me fail
But all of my podnas, we on top still
Closing them deals, chopping up mills
Signed and sealed, check in the envelope
Cop a car tonight, we gon' see how fast that bitch go, hustling for more
Too busy playing the game for the glory
To worry 'bout the scope
But I know one thing absolutely sure
We did the money dance in the Bentley store
I got an eye for the hundreds and a fast car
A passport, an ounce full of killer in the bag
We mad smart, showed up hella high
Dress sharp, front row, game four at the playoffs
Money in the bank ain't safe at all
Money in the bank any day could be lost
I still believe in the shoebox law
I could put your life savings in the sock drawer
I buy a house, I'ma gut out the wall
I buy a house, I'ma dig up the yard
Deep freezer in the garage, a hundred large
Cold cash, yeah

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Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics

December 28, 2021
Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics 
[Intro: Curren$y]
Servin', servin'
Servin', servin', swervin', yeah
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes (Just like that time)
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes
Damn, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt, ugh, swerve to the sides
We got the whole world high, yeah, damn
Got 'em sleepin' outside (Jet Life, Jet Life)
Standing on line
Ugh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Andretti back over the stove (Stove)
Cookin' utensils is all solid gold
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, scrapе the sides (Scrape thе sides)
I'ma get the whole world high (Get the world high)
Bangin' that Drop Top Wop in my ride
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes (Collectin' my tithes)
For the fly (For the fly), them other niggas livin', they ain't really live
They jams is jive
Tappin' raps in they iPhone, data storage full of lie
While I glide, glaciers of ice
Shootin' craps with diamond dice
Nigga, we playin' for your life
Shrimps want beef so we lay it over rice (So we lay it over rice)
It's worth twelve percent of my adjusted gross
But it help me sleep at night (It help me sleep at night)
Keep them cameras off, build them motherfuckin' fences high
My hippie girl seen 'em comin' with her third eye (Comin' with her third eye)
All of your dope slangin', them whole pies
Watchin' them birds hit the sky
Cameras flash, you gon' know when we arrive
We really them guys, all of us is high (Yeah)
Read all our names in the headlines, damn
[Break: Curren$y]
Smoking weed in it
Duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum
Uh-huh

[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
Jay Elec back over the stove
I left home on Greyhound and came back with Hov
Project niggas, we worldwide now, like Mr. Marcelo
New Orleans, where we still makin' Heaven out of the ghetto
It's been a long time since we seen you under the bridge, Jay
Well, is the model still, "You get it how you live," yeah?
Say less, I used to wear Buster Browns out of Payless
Then graduate to 8-Ball jackets, comin' out D-To
I spit it for Mookie, Juv, world, Earl, and Cito
The law we lay in the street, Sleepy Joe couldn'tveto
No harm, no technical foul, no unheavenly free throw
From Tchoupitoulas to Napoleon, and a desire [?]
Me and Spitta spit a flame of magic that's uncontested
Jet Life, five nations, we can see the planes, it's so majestic
What's poppin' NOLA like Britney
I be at Poor Boys on St. Bernard
You got a bone to pick with me? Come and get me
But in the meantime, pop that pussy for a real nigga
I used to rock the Popeye ashtray and the mouth with the Hilfiger
I'm out that wild Magnolia where niggas'll deal with ya
[Outro: Curren$y]
Keep [?], yeah
Keep [?], yeah
Smokin' weed with 'em, [?]

Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5

Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics

December 28, 2021
Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics
[Intro: Curren$y]
Servin', servin'
Servin', servin', swervin', yeah
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes (Just like that time)
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes
Damn, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt, ugh, swerve to the sides
We got the whole world high, yeah, damn
Got 'em sleepin' outside (Jet Life, Jet Life)
Standing on line
Ugh

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Andretti back over the stove (Stove)
Cookin' utensils is all solid gold
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, scrapе the sides (Scrape thе sides)
I'ma get the whole world high (Get the world high)
Bangin' that Drop Top Wop in my ride
Servin' sermons, swervin' corners, collectin' my tithes (Collectin' my tithes)
For the fly (For the fly), them other niggas livin', they ain't really live
They jams is jive
Tappin' raps in they iPhone, data storage full of lie
While I glide, glaciers of ice
Shootin' craps with diamond dice
Nigga, we playin' for your life
Shrimps want beef so we lay it over rice (So we lay it over rice)
It's worth twelve percent of my adjusted gross
But it help me sleep at night (It help me sleep at night)
Keep them cameras off, build them motherfuckin' fences high
My hippie girl seen 'em comin' with her third eye (Comin' with her third eye)
All of your dope slangin', them whole pies
Watchin' them birds hit the sky
Cameras flash, you gon' know when we arrive
We really them guys, all of us is high (Yeah)
Read all our names in the headlines, damn[Break: Curren$y]
Smoking weed in it
Duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum, duh-dum
Uh-huh

[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
Jay Elec back over the stove
I left home on Greyhound and came back with Hov
Project niggas, we worldwide now, like Mr. Marcelo
New Orleans, where we still makin' Heaven out of the ghetto
It's been a long time since we seen you under the bridge, Jay
Well, is the model still, "You get it how you live," yeah?
Say less, I used to wear Buster Browns out of Payless
Then graduate to 8-Ball jackets, comin' out D-To
I spit it for Mookie, Juv, world, Earl, and Cito
The law we lay in the street, Sleepy Joe couldn'tveto
No harm, no technical foul, no unheavenly free throw
From Tchoupitoulas to Napoleon, and a desire [?]
Me and Spitta spit a flame of magic that's uncontested
Jet Life, five nations, we can see the planes, it's so majestic
What's poppin' NOLA like Britney
I be at Poor Boys on St. Bernard
You got a bone to pick with me? Come and get me
But in the meantime, pop that pussy for a real nigga
I used to rock the Popeye ashtray and the mouth with the Hilfiger
I'm out that wild Magnolia where niggas'll deal with ya
[Outro: Curren$y]
Keep [?], yeah
Keep [?], yeah
Smokin' weed with 'em, [?]
Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics Curren$y & Ski Beatz Ft. Jay Electronica – AD6 lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5

Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Big Game Fishing lyrics

December 28, 2021
Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Big Game Fishing lyrics
Curren$y

Curren$y – Big Game Fishing lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
We gon’ hit the ground runnin’
Uh
[?]
[Chorus]
Uh, on a mission and my fishin’ for my ni**a Ski Beatz
Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three
Love my whole city but I was born in the East
Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace
Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free
[Verse 1]
True to the game, said free my ni**a [?], the homie B.G
Say welcome home to Mac and my homies from the beach
My ni**a G Style from 19th street
Jet Life ni**a, hella ice on me
All mine, nothing ’bout me phony
Might win a Tony Award for this play I play I pulled off on a ho who just chose me
New [?], baby girl so green
We gon’ make more dough than that wholе scene
John Coltrane and my [?]
[Chorus]
Uh, on a mission and my fishin’ for my ni**a Ski Bеatz
Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three
Love my whole city but I was born in the East
Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace
Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free
Got a lot of homeboys still in the streets, scramblin’ for cheese
I just wanna see ’em all high and ballin’ like me
[Verse 2]
Twelve bottles to a box, that’s a case

We gon’ need a motherfu*kin’ crate
Everybody in attendance take a bible to the face
I’ma show you how to celebrate, Jet Life
Just when you ni**as thought it was safe
To play games on the runway
We come through, you get dunked on in the paint by the top rank
You cannot hang, fu*k what your homies think
They just gassing you so behind your back they can laugh at you
When you come at us just asking to get massacred
Thought I was too stoned to present that [?] sh*t
Now they tuning into my Pandora channels and
Scrambling to gather all of my classic sh*t
Realize that that boy [?] a bit
Even thought I don’t give a fu*k, and I’m always high on a b*tch
[Chorus]
Yeah, on a mission and my fishin’ for my ni**a Ski Beatz
Pull up on the block, left my Chevy on three
Love my whole city but I was born in the East
Got a lot of homeboys, rest in peace
Got a lot of homeboys I won’t see free
Got a lot of homeboys still in the streets, scramblin’ for cheese
I just wanna see ’em all high and ballin’ like me
[Outro]
 

Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Big Game Fishing lyrics Curren$y & Ski Beatz – Big Game Fishing lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5

The Weeknd – D.D. lyrics

December 28, 2021
You'll never make me stay
So take your weight off of me
I know your every move
So won't you please let me be
I've been here times before
But I was to blind too see
That you seduce every man
This time you won't seduce me
She's saying that's ok
Hey baby do what you please
I have the stuff that you want
I am the thing that you need
She looked me deep in the eyes
She's touchin' me so to start
She says there's no turnin' back
She trapped me in her heart
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana, nuuuu eh
Dirty Diana
Let me be!
Ooh
She likes the boys in the band
She knows when they come to town
Every musician's fan after the
Curtain comes down
She waits at backstage doors
For those who have prestige
Who promise fortune and fame
A life that's so carefree
She's saying that's ok
Hey baby do what you want
I'll be your night lovin' thing
I'll be the freak you can taunt
And I don't care what you say
I want to go too far
I'll be your everything
If you make me a star
Dirty Diana, oh oh
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana, oh oh oh
Dirty Diana-ahh
Dirty Diana uhh
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana, nah
Dirty Diana
Let me be...
Oh no
She said I have to go home
Cause I'm real tired you see
But I hate sleppin' alone
Why don't you come with me
I said my baby's at home
She's probably worried time
I didn't call on the phone to
Say that I'm alright
Diana walked up to me
She said I'm all yours tonight
At that I ran to the phone
Sayin' baby I'm alright
I said but unlock the door
'Cause I forgot the key
She said he's not coming back
Because he's sleeping with me
Dirty Diana, oh
Dirty Diana, oh
Dirty Diana, oh
Dirty Diana, no o-ohh
Dirty Diana oh
Dirty Diana, no
Dirty Diana, no ah
Dirty Diana,
Let me be...
Ohhh
Ohh no
Ohh
Ohh no no no
Ohh no

The Weeknd – D.D. lyrics The Weeknd – D.D. lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5

Adele – Woman Like Me lyrics

December 28, 2021
Adele – Woman Like Me lyrics
You're driving me away, give me a reason to stay
I want to be lost in you, but not in this way
Don't think you quite understand who you have on your hands
How can you not see just how good for you I am?
I know that you've been hurt before, that's why you feel so insecure
I begged you to let me in, 'cause I only want to be the cure
If you don't choose to grow, we ain't ever gonna know
Just how good this could be
I really hoped that this would go somewhere
Complacency is the worst trait to have, are you crazy?
You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me
It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy
Consistency is the gift to give for free, and it is key
To ever keep, to ever keep a woman like me
All you do is complain about decisions you make
How can I help lift you if you refuse to activate the life that you truly want?
I know it's hard, but it's not
We come from the same place, but you will never give it up
It's where they make you feel powerful
That's why you think I make you feel small
But that's your projection, it's not my rejection
I put my heart on the line for the very first time
Because you asked me to, and now you've gone and changed your mind
But loving you was a breakthrough
I saw what my heart can really do
Now some other man will get the love I have for you
'Cause you don't care, oh-oh-oh
Complacency is the worst trait to have, are you crazy?
You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me
It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy
Consistency is the gift to give for free, and it is key
To ever keep, to ever keep a woman like me
A woman like me (one more time)
Complacency (woman like me) is the worst trait to have (woman like me)
Are you crazy? (Woman like me)
You ain't never had, ain't never had a woman like me (woman like me)
It is so sad, a man like you could be so lazy (woman like me)
Consistency is the gift to give for free

Adele – Woman Like Me lyrics Adele – Woman Like Me lyrics Reviewed by hitsloaded on December 28, 2021 Rating: 5
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