[Intro]
Nowadays shit is crazy out here man
Gotta protect yourself, yeah

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Verse 1]
Hundred bottles in the club when I land though
We was in the PJ flying high fucking up Nandos
Landed in Cannes for a couple bands, that was the plan though
We gotta get a couple model bitches we gon’ fuck on the damn boat
The ass and legs got me dippin’ out, we gon’ fuck with the Lambo
The pigs fuckin’ with me I’mma turn into Django
Let’s ride on these niggas ’til Kirk Knight gotta speed up the tempo
This Hennessy got me fucked up, yeah I ain’t feelin’ my pain though
Feelin’ my pain though

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ hatin’ niggas damning my interviews
Fuck what you thinkin’ my nigga? This USA shit get it critical
I’m not talkin’ lyrical
I’m talkin’ po-po-po that be shootin’ niggas in the blues
Shit is so cynical
Call up a Uber now my little niggas will finish you
Now look what I did to you
Motherfucker don’t you see that I’m ridin’
24/7 on the corner all my niggas they be all survivin’
Used to only hear ice cream trucks now all we hear is sirens
That’s ’cause this fucking world only stuck on money and violence
Money and violence

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me

[Intro]
500 Benz
500 Benz
Statik Selektah
500 Benz
500 Benz

[Verse 1]
Took the business class seats back to NYC
Left LAX with a bag of the THC
Straight reekin’
Nowadays I bounce back in full each weekend
Shorter days, longer nights, from my lack of sleepin’
Thinkin’ when this bi-coastal life is just dreams and
Now a nigga headed west the cold seasons
Wrist below freezin’, chicks is strip teasin’
They only suck a nigga when a nigga succeedin’
If she a go-getter then she never will achieve ’em
Best believe, ’cause all I do is fuckin’ lead ’em
Off in the right direction, teacher lent me lessons
Reduce the stress and balance out the imperfections
Hundred folded in my lap like many blessings
Every night ‘fore I take the chance, I ask questions
Somethin’ like, can you meet me at the Westin?
And after I fuck you, girl can I fuck your best friend?
Fuck it, I’m just shootin’ all my shots now
Hard to be humble, when you ridin’ with your top down
Picture me rollin’ up in my SL500 Benz
Mami sip on the potion while her hair blowin’ in the wind
I’m just tryna win but they hatin’ from the sideline
These niggas watch mine like a nigga primetime
I’m ten thousand feet right above your skyline
Sippin’ on the fine wine, the only thing on my mind

[Chorus]
500 Benz, AMG package
’95 classic, rare Gucci jacket
With the Cartier glasses, just to match it

[Verse 2]
So anytime I’m pullin’ off, it’s getaway fashion
Coppers’ll never catch him, I got hustler’s passion
Chick in my passenger seat, she lookin’ like she came out the pageant
And he down for anything that I ask or imagine
So I hit the corner store and copped a pack of the Magnums, shit
‘Cause I ain’t playin’ no games
Lil R&B chick and I ain’t sayin’ no names
Let her rock the mic and give a nigga soul brain
By the time this shit drops she’ll prolly be my old thang
I’m just young and livin’, pullin’ many women
If you was in my shoes, I bet you couldn’t say you wouldn’t
Been in the deep end since I got my foot in
Now these niggas wanna ride the wave all of a sudden

[Chorus]
SL500 Benz with the AMG package
And the rare Gucci jacket, Cartier glasses, just to match it
Cartier glasses, just to match it
I said
SL500 Benz with the rare Gucci jacket
And the AMG package
Cartier glasses, just to match it
Match it, Cartier glasses, just to match it, skrrt

[Outro]
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it
500 Benz
Match it, match it
500 Benz
500 Benz

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down

You don’t ever let me down
Got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
All those other girls just look
They ain’t never takin’ your crown
And girl I know it gets on your nerves sometimes
When I don’t answer my phone
And yeah I double back on my words at times
But please don’t start with that tone, ’cause girl
I love you, you know, but I can’t be there
But when I get home, just roll my weed, yeah
What’s mine is yours, give you space to breathe here
Just weed and cush, that’s a major key here
Yeah, then you play me a song
Smokin’ smoke ’til we’re wavy and gone
Come home from a long hard day with the dons
Like where’s my pretty baby? I’m sorry it’s been long

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down

As much as you feel you’re a thorn
In the way that you feel, I come home
Every day when it rains
But it’s real
Between us, ground so far beneath us
Sometimes I can’t read ya
But it don’t mean I won’t treat ya
To a blunt full of that reefer
We may get in fights
But I can never see me leavin’
Somethin’ ’bout our cruise to high can bring us
Sober just don’t please us
If you’re wondering, yeah I’m still here because I see us
But Mary makes it easy to talk to you
Aww, yeah
‘Cause sometimes I just can’t spill my thoughts to you
I took you in every day
At the end of every day I belong to you
Belong to you
I’ll still pass the bong to you
I’ll write a song to you
I’ll do no wrong to you

I’m sorry that I’m late
And I missed your call
But you know night turn into day
I didn’t stop to pause
I know I never see your face
And baby, that’s my fault (that’s my fault, baby)
But I’ma fix all my mistakes
So don’t stress no more (don’t you stress no more)

You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
You got those cigarettes and cush
You don’t ever let me down
I promise

You don’t ever let me down
I won’t ever let you down
‘Cause you don’t ever get me down
I won’t ever let you down
‘Cause you don’t ever let me down
I can’t ever let you down, down, down
Down, down, down, down

It’s been like a month now
Since you left my side
Got me smokin’ a blunt now
But there ain’t no vibe
‘Cause I fucked up badly
All I did was push
Now there’s no more weed
No more cush
And I’m deep in the south side
And I can’t find love
I was lookin’ for my brown skin
Tryna find that buzz
Now what have you done, Stormz?
Now what have you caused?
And we weren’t just bredrens
We were so much more
Girl, you was my hero
The beat to my heart
And them tears on your face
Man, they tear me apart
Man, I just wanna fix you
Fix what I broke
No covers on the sofa
No more smoke
And I pray God saves you
Man, I pray all night
I just wanna say thank you
‘Cause you saved my life
But I cut you deep
And I know how it looks
Now there’s no more weed
No more cush
No more cush
No more cush, yeah
Now there’s no more cush
No more cush

[Verse 1: Jay 305]
I’m a baller, baby
September 4th, just like Beyoncé, baby
Save the small talk, girl, I ain’t no counsellor
Hit the 10, free, pay see you bounce it, so bounce it
I know you heard about Jay through your father probably
Got a couple R&B bitches in my pocket
Left the studio with ScHoolboy Q
Now I’m tryna see what’s up with you
I tried to told you, girl, I tried to warn ya
Have you wish that you live in California
Upset, it’s a hell of a view
Got you sayin’ I’m in love with you
But that’s all, yeah, you played yourself
I was gon’ work, work, work but you played yourself
So I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

[Chorus: Omarion]
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’

[Verse 2: Jay 305]
Ooh, I’m back at it
Baby so thick, movin’ fire traffic
Had to hit the backstreets for my lil’ freak
GPS at 35, I be dead 3
Got a full tank of gas and the AC blowin’
Smellin’ good, feelin’ good ’cause the money keep comin’
I’ma get up in that thang while I’m palmin’ your ass
I see you feelin’ yourself, I gotta tell you somethin’
I’ma let you hold me on your front team, yeah
But really you ain’t sayin’ nothin’, yeah
But I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

[Chorus: Omarion]
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’

OAK RIDGE BOYS
Gonna Take A Lot Of River Lyrics

I ain’t gonna ride no rail or hitchhike down no highway
I aint’ going nowhere feeling the way I do
Because my baby’s long gone and nothings going my way
I’m gonna let this muddy water just wash away my blues.

Chorus:
Gonna take a lot of river,
To keep this broken heart afloat,
Gonna take a lot of river
Running all the live long days,
Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio,
Gonna take a lot of river
To wash these blues away.

Well, I wish I was tug boat pushing and pulling them barges along
Moving on the water with a heart made of iron and steel
There wouldn’t be no women that could ever take my loving and do me wrong
I could work all day with nothing in the world to feel.

Chorus:
Gonna take a lot of river
To keep this broken heart afloat
Gonna take a lot of river
Running all the live long days
Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio
Gonna take a lot of river
To wash these blues away.

Is she in new orleans
Is she a cajun queen
I wonder what she’s doing now
But if I know her she’s got rings and furs, struggling along somehow.

Chorus:
Gonna take a lot of river
To keep this broken heart afloat
Gonna take a lot of river
Running all the live long days
Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio
Gonna take a lot of river
To wash these blues away.

Gonna take a lot of river
To keep this broken heart afloat
Gonna take a lot of river
Running all the live long days
Gonna take the Mississippi, the Monongahela and the Ohio
Gonna take a lot of river
To wash these blues away…