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[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Verse 1]
Lovin’ what I’m tastin’, woo
Venom on my tongue, dependent at times
Poisonous vibrations, woo
Help my body run

[Refrain]
I’m runnin’ for my life
Runnin’ for my life

[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Verse 2]
Fall out of formation, hoo
I plan my escape from walls they confined
Rebel red carnations, woo
Grows while I decay

[Refrain]
I’m runnin’ for my life
Runnin’ for my life
Yeah, I’m runnin’ for my
Runnin’ for my
Runnin’ for my life

[Verse 3]
Hide you in my coat pocket, where I kept my rebel red
Felt I was invincible, you wrapped around my head
The different lives I lead, my body lives on lead
The last two lines may read incorrect until said
The lead is terrible in flavor
Now you double as a paper maker
I despise you sometimes, I love to hate the fight
And you in my life is like

[Chorus]
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Let the vibe slide over me
This beat is a chemical, beat is a chemical
When I leave, don’t save my seat
I’ll be back when it’s all complete
The moment is medical, moment is medical
Sippin’ on straight chlorine

[Outro]
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Let the vibe, let the vibe, oh
Beat is a chemical, yeah
Let the vibe, let the vibe
Let the vibe, let the vibe, oh
Moment is medical, yeah
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Sippin’ on straight chlorine
Ooh

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[Intro: Rick Ross]
It’s a beautiful day to get some money, and every day is another opportunity to touch some paper
So I pray you wanna see a young nigga shine
If not nigga, put ya head in a hole, or I’ma put a whole in ya head
Ya heard me
Tell me right now nigga whatchu wanna do
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you
I look a lil’ familiar, don’t I
Ha, ha, ha, ha, look at y’all, look at it, look at it, nigga
Maybach Music

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Tell me right now nigga whatchu wanna do (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you (What?)
I DM all of your bitches when I’m in the mood (Hah)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah that boy a fool

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Ass on all my bitches, so I squeeze ’em in the coupe (Hah)
Fascinated with the fortune and it came true (Woo)
I may pass you in the Porsche, and with the brains blue (Neeum)
Got your bitch so wet, I’m steppin’ out in rainboots (Hah)
Thought it was Obama, way I came through (Haha)
I’m talkin’ different commas from them lame dudes
I’m printin’ paper, boy, I even wrote a book
I got 10 million cash, what, you wanna look
I got a half a kilo in my Monte Carlo (Huh)
And if I pull that ‘nina, boy you got a problem (Woo)
Richest nigga down in Florida, like I hit the lotto (Ho)
It’s amazin’ what could happen with a couple dollars (Dollars)
They wasn’t fuckin’ with me when I went to school
Goddamn, what that nigga do
He got a Rolex and you know it’s new
Evander Holyfield and Lennox Lewis

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Tell me right now nigga whatchu wanna do (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you (What?)
I DM all of your bitches when I’m in the mood (Hah)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool (Boss)
Yeah that boy a fool (Boss)
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah that boy a fool

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
10 stacks on the stage, cause a whirlwind (whirlwind)
Take a couple stacks and give that to your girlfriend (Whoo)
Love to see pretty bitches kissin’ on pretty bitches
Number one in my book is all the realest bitches (Hahaha)
Real niggas gettin’ money, and she keep it square (Square)
If she were a hunnid, then I’ma keep it there (There)
I got a Lamborghini, now I need the shoes
Took ’em on the high speed, so I made the news
Big bank boys, tryna act a fool (Woo)
Big bank, you gotta help me count it too (Bank)
Half a ticket, boy, I spend it in the Lex
Seven figures, nigga, got it on his neck
I get exclusive Nikes with the light-up checks
Still scared to get indicted for the white investments (I swear)
Rich nigga, bitch, I got it tatted on me (tatted on me)
I’m married to this shit, I get my alimony (Woo)

[Chorus: Rick Ross and Wale]
Tell me right now nigga whatchu wanna do (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you (Huh)
I DM all of your bitches when I’m in the mood (Tell ’em dawg, tell ’em dawg)
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool (Folarin in this bitch)
Oh God, yeah that boy a fool

[Verse 3: Wale & Rick Ross/Both]
Yeah
Folarin in this bitch, your bitch is glad to see it (Huh)
I like my women built like they could win a hundred meters (Woo)
I’m not that nigga that you niggas finna suck your teeth at (Nigga)
You see this watch, you raise your eyes, it’s rock my [?]
How did I get here? (‘Ere)
Who the fuck is you? (Nigga)
Niggas on their high horse, cool, I’m investin’ in glue
We can rumble or settle it cool
Ross told me homie is chess, then he made checkers the move
Yeah, Hunnid SBs
That’s 20 something on me (Huh)
Trust they not stuntin’ on me (Huh)
Some of y’all just finally catchin’ up (Huh)
Guess my old seminar free (Huh)
‘Cause all my old shit, from like ’06, is on everybody feet
And now they walkin’ like I talkin’
Y’all just go pay homage (Waleus)
Least before like March I had them Cactus Plant Flea Markets
And I just called up Travis
For the Cactuses you coppin’
Pink laces on my Jordans, or pink boxes on my condoms
And my closet, boy

[Chorus: Rick Ross]
Tell me right now nigga whatchu wanna do (Huh)
20 billboards in the city, who the fuck is you
I DM all of your bitches when I’m in the mood
Quick to blow a hunnid keys, yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Yeah that boy a fool
Oh God, yeah that boy a fool

[Outro: Rick Ross]
M-M
Lord have mercy
M-M-M
For these pussy niggas on the Sabbath
M-M-M-M-M-M
Huh

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[Verse 1]
I wouldn’t try to throw myself away
If you asked me, I’d say
To be careful, my love
At death we’ll leave the same
If you want me to stay
Don’t keep me waiting for it

[Pre-Chorus]
We can’t change the things we can’t control
It’s summer somewhere so you shouldn’t be so cold
But you can’t even look me in the eye if you tried
We can try, we can try

[Chorus]
I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh

[Verse 2]
Yeah, there’s nothing left to cry about
I guess I’m living in a drought
It’s raining like it was before
Something that you never knew you needed more of

[Pre-Chorus]
We can’t change the things we can’t control
It’s summer somewhere so you shouldn’t be so cold
But you can’t even look me in the eye if you tried
We can try, we can try

[Chorus]
I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh

[Bridge]
Just use your imagination, oh
Just use your imagination, oh

[Chorus]
I see us dancing by ourselves
We do it better with no one around, yeah
Just you in my imagination, yeah
In my imagination, oh

[Outro]
I can do so many things
So many things, so many things
You know if you just use your imagination
Oh, if you just use your imagination, oh
I really love you

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[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Take off

[Verse 1]
Said I was bad, now I’m rich, they say I’m nice now
The royal treatment what I get when I bring my wife around
Invited to exclusive events, yeah, that’s my life, clown
First they was scared of me, but now they all feel safe now
Said I was ugly, but she can’t stay out my face now
Ooh, how they lovin’ me, man, this industry so fake, wow
They call me Mr. Clean because I put that lean down
I’m writin’ checks, I’m payin’ tax, my money clean, clown
Upgrade the sixty carat ring for the queen now
I had to cop the four-door Phantom for the king now
You know the team 1017 shine when the lights out
They tryna surf on Guwop wave but they wiped out
They had to cool the crowd off, brought the ice out
They thinkin’ I’ma pipe it down, but they psyched out (No)
They say I’m bad ’cause I’m rich, yeah, I’m nice now
I’m a legend in this shit, I’ve been nice, clown (It’s Gucci)

[Chorus]
I was down for a second but I’m up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
Went through hell to get here, but I’m up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I’m up now
I was down for a second but I’m up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
I went through hell to get here, but I’m up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I’m up now

[Interlude]
Now
It’s imperative that I change the narrative
Haha

[Verse 2]
Look at me then, look at me now (Look at me now)
Say you my friend, but tell me how? (You not my friend)
Kicked, I was down (When I was)
You been talked down
Can’t come around (Can’t come around)
You’re not my round (You’re not my round)
See through the grin
Know it’s a frown (Know it’s a frown)
Back on the town
Give me my crown (Give me my crown)
Look at me now (Look at me now)
Golds out my mouth (Golds out my mouth)
At Mr. Chow (At Mr. Chow)
Me and my spouse (Me and my, mwah)
Look at my coupe, look at my house (Skrrt)
My mom and pops (Mom), they in the clouds (Pop)
They lookin’ down (They lookin’)
I know they proud (I know that)
My engine loud (My engine, yoom)
My paint so wild (My paint so, it’s Gucci)

[Chorus]
I was down for a second but I’m up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
Went through hell to get here, but I’m up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I’m up now
I was down for a second but I’m up now
I had to turn my life around, yeah, I fell down
I went through hell to get here, but I’m up now
In cold cells, I shed tears, but I’m up now

[Outro]
Now

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Wop
Got, got it on smash
Bad lil’ exotic
Hitmaka
OG Parker
Huh

[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Huh)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Right now)
Hands off of you (Beautiful, huh)
I can’t keep my hands off you

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Goddamn, you got a stance on you (Well, goddamn)
I know it’s rude, I keep glancin’ at you (I know it’s rude)
You gon’ make me spend them bands on you (She gon’ make me spend them bands)
Birkin bag, let you cop ’em by the two (Go, by the twos? Go)
All these furs, Gucci, shame on you (All these furs)
All this water on me, I feel like a pool (A lot of water)
You got me hot, I’ma need a fan soon (Hot, hot, hot, hot)
All night sex, it’s a full moon (Ooh, woo)
Wop, huh

[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Her)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Huh)
Hands off of you (Wow)
I can’t keep my hands off you

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I want you all for me, I know I’m selfish (Hah)
When you suck it with no hands, I feel so helpless (I’m selfish)
Tore my dawg’s hands off of you because you’re Percy
So all the purses that you rockin’ must be Hermes (Hands off)
All my diamonds clear as day, they shit be matte green (Hermes)
So much designer every day, they call it tagging (Huh?)
You hear some rap cap in my rap, then come and smack me (It’s Gucci)
Soon as my ho see Big Papa, she come attack me (No cap)

[Chorus: Jeremih & Gucci Mane]
Hands off of you (Yeah)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Her)
Hands off of you (You)
I can’t keep my hands off you
Hands off of you (Her)
I can’t keep my hands off of you (Huh)
Hands off of you (Wow)
I can’t keep my hands off you