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Oh, yeah

Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
Deserves an encore (Deserves an encore)
Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
You deserve an encore (deserves an encore)

Going to a show tonight
After working hard 9 to 5
Not talking ’bout a movie, no
Or a Broadway play, this show is live

And I know it’s you (oh) I want to see (oh) tonight
(Wanna see you tonight)
I’ll buy my ticket (oh) at the door if it’s (Hey) alright
(So your show can make me feel good again)

Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
Deserves an encore (Deserves an encore)
Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
You deserve an encore (deserves an encore)

Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
Deserves an encore (Deserves an encore)
Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
You deserve an encore (deserves an encore)

I can give you rave reviews
‘Cause you sold out my heart with love
And every time that I’m with you
Boy, you take control, I’m your captive audience

And I know it’s you I want to see (oh) tonight
(Wanna see you tonight)
I’ll buy my ticket (oh, oh) at the door if it’s (Hey) alright
(If your performance make me feel good again)

Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
Deserves an encore (Deserves an encore)
Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
You deserve an encore (deserves an encore)

Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
Deserves an encore (Deserves an encore)
Your love’s (your) so good (good love)
You deserve an encore (Deserves an encore)

Can’t get enough, ooh
Of your gentle lovin’ touch
I can’t get enough
So intense, it drives me nuts

Makes me want to break it down now

Yeah
Mmm
Feels so good, feels so good
It deserves an encore

Oh, ah
Oh, ah
Oh, ah
Oh, ah, ah
Oh, ah
Oh, ah (oh, yeah)
Deserves an encore

Bring it
Bring it
Bring it up
Bring it up
Bring it up
Oh, I’m talkin’ ’bout my baby

Oh
Woo
Alright
Yeah
I’ve got to go

It took my whole life just to feel it
Now all this feelings never let me down
A thousand places, everywhere I go
I feel the hearts beating
And even far, this is my home
Oh it never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh never let me go
Now it’s you that I believe in
‘Cause all this feelings never took me down
A thousand places, everywhere I go
I feel the hearts beating
And even far, this is my home
Oh it never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh it never let me go
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go
Oh oh oh oh
Oh never let me go

[Verse 1: Offset]
In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
Bought that Wraith and had the ceilin’ light (Wraith)
I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
Smokin’ cookie, yeah, that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
All these diamonds, yeah, they white on white (white)
Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
Born with it
Count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
Go and get it
Thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
Bitch I’m O-Dog from Menace (urr)
You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
Askin’ the Lord, forgive me (hey)

[Verse 2: TakeOff]
Pop me a missile (ayy)
Take me a picture (flash)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)
White like tissue (white)
Drank too official (drank)
Cut like scissors (cut)
Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
Whole gang itchin’ (itch)
Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
Hundred round drum, listen
Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
Get ’em knocked off for a ticket
Have my young nigga do the sentence
Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
Rockstar livin’ life, Lenny
You can do better, never settle
Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
I tell the plug mail ’em
Which way? Dat way, tell ’em, ayy

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Man it’s Gucci Mane the Goat
And I’m at these rappers throats
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna keep afloat
Yeah it’s Wop the Guwopster
I live like a mobster
Eat shrimp and lobster
I flew in with a chopper
Breaking bread that’s my breakfast
Two bitches I’m so selfish
I wanna cut her off
Her head too good it got me helpless
Ya should feel embarrassed
I just touched down in Paris
My homie said he single but his side-bitches are married
Save some for the drama though
Guess I’m still the DJ
[?]
So I’m throwing cash and repay
Flush it on the freeway
Got cash [?] 3k
Countin’ cash for three days and all my pussy’s prepaid

[Intro]
Scum Gang

[Hook]
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man

[Verse]
I roll up I’m gon’ be booted, stupid, and shoot it stupid
Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this
If I tote it then you know I shoot it, and I’mma prove it
Back back, don’t be moving stupid, or I’mma use it
Dicky stiffy, uh, that shit get some licky, uh
Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh
She a skeeter, uh, really don’t need her, uh
Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh
Get back, kickback, blow this shit back, uh
Flip that, kick that, flip that, send that, uh
223 hit, where your clothes at uh
Scum Gang bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh

[Hook]
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man

[Bridge]
You can talk hot on the internet boy
That’s that goofy shit we ain’t in to that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy
You can talk hot on the internet boy
That’s that goofy shit we ain’t in to that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy

[Hook]
Niggas running out they mouth but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50 so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, opps out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga andale, on Sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
Shit, my pockets on a running man, fuck a rubber-band
I’mma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan man
Need the drugs, I’m the xan man, I’m the damn man

[Verse 1]
Look
Why when I do this shit they mad
When they do this shit they glad
On my way to get that bag
No discounts on 5th Ave.!
Black girl who’s angry
Media can’t stand me
I may never get this Grammy
But I’mma feed my family!
It’s just me and my bitches
Swear I just love when it don’t have to be ’bout no niggas
I get to be in my feelings
Talkin’ that talk, I’m bout to walk in my thoughts, listen!
Wuzzup with all you black women?
I date a black man named Idris
You say "[I’m] ghetto, he trippin,"
You’d rather him with white women
How you don’t like me, no
When you just like me, oh!
I know it must hurt
He fuck with me and he don’t want her!
That’s why I should be the bridge for you bitches
That’ll help you to get over these niggas!

[Bridge]
‘Cause I don’t trust no one like that
And I ain’t gotta get you back
I let God handle you hoes
Said a prayer for you on the low

[Chorus]
Wish I could be a Kardashian so I could be black
They ask if it’s real, I say it’s real fat
Don’t get caught up in facts ’cause ain’t shit real
And ain’t shit funny, so fuck how you feel!

[Verse 2]
O-o-o-ohhhhh
Why couldn’t Sylvia sign me over B5
Why all these percocets got me feelin’ so alive
I don’t know why-y-y
I gotta fuck with Blac Chyna
She’s such a lion, no Tyga
She’s just a constant reminder
Niggas will sponsor vagina
I ain’t trippin’, no
No time, I’m too busy gettin’ it on my own!

[Bridge]
‘Cause I don’t trust no one like that
And I ain’t gotta get you back
I let God handle you hoes
Said a prayer for you on the low

[Chorus]
Wish I could be a Kardashian so I could be black
Put my face over Pac, wear my braids to the back
Throw a filter on that, ’cause ain’t shit real
And ain’t shit funny, so fuck how you feel!

[Outro]
O-o-o-ohhhhh, oh
Wish I could be a Kardashian, so I could be black
Ooooh yeahhhh, oh…