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[Intro]
J. White, I need a beat I can go off on, ooh

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Megan Thee Stallion]
Tell the skinny hoes to point me where the thick hoes at (Go)
He want a flat booty bitch, I’m not with all that (No)
I got chips for days and I got whips for weeks
I bring out the fleet and it bring out the freaks (Mwah)
It’s a block party, they done blocked off half the street (Wow)
She’s a big booty bitch showing ass and cheeks (Yeah)
She’s a walking bag of money, she’s a masterpiece
The way she running game on you, she’s an athlete (Go)
Hat trick, gave three hoes three stacks a piece (Go)
And every time I get the head she get that bread from me (Ayy, ayy, ayy, look, it’s Gucci)

[Verse: Megan Thee Stallion]
Big old ass is heavy, shake that shit like jelly
Put me on your plate and slurp that shit up like spaghetti
Man, I make this shit look easy, I ain’t tryin’, I just be me
I ain’t never met a ho I felt like I had to compete with, uh
This the type of booty make a nigga drop his bitch, wait
This the type of ass when I get home, he washing dishes, uh
He wanna ride on a horse, he need to give me the keys to a Porsche
I told him until you finish your dinner, I cannot let you leave off of the porch
Boy, let me butter your corn on the cob
We give each other more neck than a bob
He like to put a little oil on my ass
Before he record so I feel like a star, huh
Rollin’ like I’m Tina, pussy Aquafina
Make this booty giggle like you Martin and I’m Gina, hmm
Put me in designer, uh, let me meet your mama, uh
If you got another bitch, don’t put me in no drama, ah

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Tell the skinny hoes to point me where the thick hoes at (Go)
He want a flat booty bitch, I’m not with all that (No)
I got chips for days and I got whips for weeks
I bring out the fleet and it bring out the freaks (Mwah)
It’s a block party, they done blocked off half the street (Wow)
She’s a big booty bitch showing ass and cheeks (Yeah)
She’s a walking bag of money, she’s a masterpiece
The way she running game on you, she’s an athlete (Go)
Hat trick, gave three hoes three stacks a piece (Go)
And every time I get the head she get that bread from me (It’s Gucci)

[Outro]
Big booty hoes, ho booty
Big, big, big booty
Big, big, big booty

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[Verse 1: Danny Brown]
Maniac off Xanny bars
Sack like Santa Claus
That puts you in the figure-four
My literature is like I wrote it in silver
And you’re on the podium with speech of rhodium
Your bitch like a leech on my scrotum
Ho tried to kill the dick, strangled them and choked ’em
After she was done I looked down at my penis
Like, she really ain’t mean it
Nigga, I’m anemic with the ink, you a Stevie Wonder blink
I take a piss in that same sink you wash dishes with
You’re illiterate, ya Bisquick soft
I pulled the biscuit then you dipped like cocktail sauce
I eat so many shrimp I got iodine poison
Hoes on my dick ’cause I look like Roy Orbison
Got a foursome with four fours and I called it a twelve
One was chubby, one was ugly, wack as hell (Ah)

[Chorus: Obongjayar]
This can’t be real, I’m in a dream
I don’t have skin, I just shine
They can’t contain me, I’m free
It feels like losing your mind

[Verse 2: Danny Brown]
Psycho, crazy, deranged
Spittin’ on tracks like oncoming train
Vocal laid down like tower of burnin’ flame
Sippin’ gasoline, made her pour canteen
Stone Temple Pilot crashed in to the wall
While listenin’ to Wu-Tang and rubbin’ on his balls
Off them bars of footballs, thoughts playin’ foosball
In VIP, sleep with shades on the boo-ya
So bitch, bust that shit open like you landed knee-first
Let me stick my finger in it, what it smell like, birth?
If it smell like syrup you gon’ get this work
But if it smell like perch, gotta disperse
I’m a pervert wearin’ sherbet, take your baby mama, turn her
As a youngin’ mama should have handcuffed me to the furnace

[Chorus: Obongjayar]
This can’t be real, I’m in a dream
I don’t have skin, I just shine
They can’t contain me I’m free
It feels like losing your mind

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[Intro]
Get up, get up
Kiddominant on the beat, better run it back

[Verse 1]
Fuckin’ Robitussin
I don’t know why this shit got me lazy right now, yeah
Can’t do Percocets or Molly
I’m turnin’ one, tryna live it up here right, right, right

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby, you, yeah
Riding through, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like
“Baby, who cares?”
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place

[Chorus]
You don’t know what you did, did to me
Your body like wait, speaks to me
I don’t know what you did, did to me
Your body like wait, speaks to me

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 2]
I can make it hurricane on it
Hunnid bands, make it rain on it
Tie it up, put a chain on it
Make you tattoo my name on it, oh
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let’s Go Pro and make a video, yeah
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let’s Go Pro and make a video
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby, you, yeah
Riding through, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like
“Baby, who cares?”
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place

[Chorus]
You don’t know what you did, did to me
Your body like wait, speaks to me
I don’t know what you did, did to me
Your body like wait, speaks to me

[Outro]
Baby, you, yeah
Riding through, yeah
And you be like
“Baby, who cares?”
But I know you care

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[Intro]
D.A. got that dope

[Verse 1]
Friday, Saturday, Sunday night
Only girls in the crib if they ’bout that life (Yeah)
Twenty-twenty-five, is the usual
And I’m a young nigga with ’em, livin’ my best life (Oh)
Phone ring, I don’t really think about it (No)
It’s too late to talk about it
If you ain’t tryna get dicked down
That’s fine but

[Chorus]
My only problem with you is
You call me late and never come over
Why you gotta cap?
It’s 3:30
And I’m horny and thirsty
So why-y-y-y
Why you be hittin’ my line up?
Please don’t waste my time (Time)
You’re too damn fine for me not to pick up

[Verse 2]
Two missed calls from a bad bitch
Slide in the DM, I’ma smash it (Yeah)
4 AM, why you playin’ catfish?
You know you ain’t gon’ drive
You’re playin’ with my mind again
A nigga tryna get some head
New gifts from you in my bed
Thinkin’ what I’m ’bout to do with your legs
But I know you ain’t comin’ so my

[Chorus]
My only problem with you is (Only problem is)
You call me late and never come over
Why you gotta cap? (Oh-whoa)
It’s 3:30 (Oh-whoa)
And I’m horny and thirsty
So why-y-y-y
Why you be hittin’ my line up?
Please don’t waste my time (My time)
You’re too damn fine for me not to pick up

[Verse 3]
Don’t know why you play with me
You can really get e-everything
Head to toe, I’ma lick you up and down
Have you ever tried the sex swing? (Ooh)
Next best thing
Don’t text me
If you ain’t talkin’ sex, I won’t listen (Ooh)
I’m too fade, too faded
And you’re playing now

[Chorus]
My only problem with you is (Oh)
You call me late and never come over (Ooh, baby)
Why you gotta cap?
It’s 3:30 (30)
And I’m horny (Horny) and thirsty (Ooh)
So why-y-y-y (Why?)
Why you be hittin’ my line up? (Oh)
Please don’t waste my time (My time)
And you’re too damn fine for me not to pick up

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[Intro: Chris Brown]
Hey

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Turn the lights on if you’re afraid of the dark
Pay it forward dusk ’til dawn, death do us part
See the moonlight and sun rays above, between us two (Huh)
We are shooting stars, one red, one blue

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Don’t blink, you’ll miss the chance
It’s deep inside
All these fireworks, anticipation
A new revelation
Freedom, without a care
What I’ve been hit by? Cupid struck me first
I’ll glide, nose dive

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Are you ready for life?
Be prepared, it won’t come twice
Love will finally find us
The more you give, the more you feel
Just be prepared for the lights, ooh, ooh

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I’m runnin’ out, on my way
I’m right in town, wait for me
Hands to the sun, that’s alright
Do it all, do it

[Verse 2: DaniLeigh]
I owe you (Yeah)
It’s just the way you make me feel (Alright)
Them other ones, they ain’t for real (Alright)
You know I’m gonna ride for you
Of course, of course (Yeah, yeah)
I’m never switching sides on you (Hey, hey)
Your flaws and all (Yeah)
‘Cause I always find some time for my baby (Yeah)
Time for my baby (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Relax and just spend time with me, baby (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Time with me, baby, yeah (Yeah)
And I admit the way you love me, feelin’ like you drugged me, yeah (Yeah)
And you ain’t gotta rent it ’cause you own me, just go pull up on me, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Don’t blink, you’ll miss the chance
It’s deep inside
All these fireworks, anticipation
A new revelation
Freedom, without a care
What I’ve been hit by? Cupid struck me first
I’ll glide, nose dive

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Are you ready for life?
Be prepared, it won’t come twice
Love will finally find us
The more you give, the more you feel
Just be prepared for the lights, ooh, ooh

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I’m runnin’ out, on my way
I’m right in town, wait for me
Hands to the sun, that’s alright
Do it all, do it