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Fetty Wap is planning to sue an assistant that allegedly stole $250,000 from him.

Fetty Wap is filthy rich but that doesn’t mean that he won’t miss a quarter of a million dollars, after all he has kids and baby mamas to support. TMZ reported that the Patterson rapper fired his assistant Shawna Morgan on Friday for pretending to be his booking agent and manager. Sources inside Fetty’s RGF Productions revealed that collected the money and even charged additional fees to venues where the rapper is booked.

Not only did Morgan collected booking fees on behalf of RGF, she also pocketed the dough. She also fooled potential promoters by emailing them on the side in an effort to collect additional fees, a practice known in the industry as double dip. RGF reps also claimed that she lies about added fees and pocketed those extra cash.

As for Morgan’s side of the story, she vehemently denies the allegations saying that RGF Productions is the one who owes her $250,000 in unpaid expenses. She claimed that she took the industry standard 10% on bookings and would regularly used her own credit card for tour expenses, but was never reimburse. She also claimed that she has receipts to back up her claim.

Fetty Wap company has already contacted their attorney to explore legal action against Morgan.

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I’m all out, finna ball out
Been on my shit when you call out
I been on bitches since the 8th grade
I got an actress and a Playmate
Do you wanna ride with me baby
In the 6 splashin’ up full of models
Catch your best friends, I’ma get
‘Cause they know I’ma lead and they’ll follow
Yeah, Might put some bands up
I’m the realist nigga, no actor
Hit it from the back, I’m a factor
Hey woah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Your partners, they warned me, they told me
Let’s take it slowly, start as your homie
Don’t care who you with
You gon’ end in my bed
So fuck who you came with
Fuck who you came with, oh

[Verse 1: Luvaboy TJ]
Better call out, we finna ball out
Woof, woof, I’ma bring all my dogs out
Luvaboy TJ, Luva the rocker
Your bitch courtside already, yeah, I fucked her
Fuck who you came with, you, I share my name with
Overseas pussy, came out of it talkin’ Spanglish
Ball out on you, this is no NBA shit
Constipated face on these haters ’cause they ain’t shit
We lit by the way, don’t give a fuck what they say
OHB, came with the mob, we gon’ party ’til tomorrow
Girl, connected, got that Wi-Fi
Let me beat it, beat it, beat it like piñata, tap that
We celebratin’ with Dom Perignon
One conversation then we carry on
Private jets with no carry-ons
Pour up, roll up the Amazon

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Ray J]
I’m all out, finna ball out
Been on my shit when you call out (woah, yeah)
I been on bitches since the 8th grade
I got an actress and a Playmate
Do you wanna ride with me baby
In the 6 splashin’ up full of models (woah, yeah)
Catch your best friends, I’ma get
‘Cause they know I’ma lead and they’ll follow
Yeah, Might put some bands up (oh, yeah)
I’m the realist nigga, no actor
Hit it from the back, I’m a factor (I hit it from the back)
Hey woah

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Ray J]
Your partners, they warned me, they told me (warned me, told me)
Let’s take it slowly, start act up on me (slowly)
Don’t care who you with (oh yeah)
You gon’ end in my bed (I really don’t care)
So fuck who you came with
Fuck who you came with, oh

[Verse 2: Ray J]
I ball out, I call out
Fuckin’ bitches since the 8th grade
I pull up in that new gang
Bad bitches in the Mulsanne
I know you already been babe
Young niggas came, now who bang?
And I don’t give a fuck who came
Next throwin’ up the same gang
Oh, you know I fuck actresses and Playmates
Fuckin’ bad bitches on the 1st date
All the boss bitches that’s been paid
And all my pretty bitches with their rent laid
Yeah, I might throw some money up
I’m a realest nigga, no actor
And boss bitches know what we talkin’ ’bout
When a nigga’s worth it, come after

[Pre-Chorus Chris Brown]
I’m all out, finna ball out
Been on my shit when you call out
I been on bitches since the 8th grade
I got an actress and a Playmate
Do you wanna ride with me baby
In the 6 splashin’ up full of models
Catch your best friends, I’ma get
‘Cause they know I’ma lead and they’ll follow
Yeah, Might put some bands up
I’m the realist nigga, no actor
Hit it from the back, I’m a factor
Hey woah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Your partners, they warned me, they told me
Let’s take it slowly, start as your homie
Don’t care who you with
You gon’ end in my bed
So fuck who you came with
Fuck who you came with, oh

Ow

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bitch, you outta line, why you waste my time?
I’m tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes
I know she playin’ both sides, that bitch tellin’ lies
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
Them hatin’ bitches kill the vibe, fuck it, live your life
Bad bitches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
10 bad bitches on my side, make ’em all my wife
Smokin’ on the finest ganja, she like China white

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Poppin’ all these pills she said she used to it
She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it
And I know that you’ll grow on me
And I know that you know what you’re doing

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (I-I-I, I am)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I’m a King baby
You from the hood but you a Queen baby
Ass fat it can’t even fit in them jeans, baby
Matchin’ Wraith with the stars, baby
I’m a street nigga, I’m supposed to really be behind bars, baby
Really wanna be faithful but this shit hard, baby
Yup, I got the pussy first and then I ignored you
You fucked another nigga, you ain’t loyal
I told you bring a friend, this shit gettin’ borin’
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
I’m a gangsta I can make a wet, wet turn into a pool (splash)
She help me count the money in the trap then she go back to school (school, school, school)
If a nigga ever play with bae, shit it’s breaking news (pow)
She got 50 pointers on her neck, Pateks that’s matchin’ jewels

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (wet, yeah, wet)
Wet, wet, oh baby (wet, wet, wet)

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I just wanna show you off, I don’t wanna do you wrong
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the flyest of ’em all?
I get money when I want, I can fuck her if I want
Baby, you can take it off, I’m that nigga with the sauce (ayy, yeah)
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can’t remember what it cost (ayy, yeah)
Bitch, I’m feelin’ like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (ayy, yeah)
You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
I know I can break you off, come here lemme break you off
If you ever wanna fuck, can I be the one you call?
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
I was gonna change your life, girl but I don’t wanna break your heart

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
I can change your whole sauce, you a lil’ mo’ spicy (yeah)
Now you dealin’ with a boss, I might treat you rightly (nah)
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin’ icy (ayy)
You keep hangin’ ’round me, baby, you’ll start talkin’ like me
Got my own lingo, I can change your whole lil’ ego
I be swimmin’ in the money, baby, whish torpedo
I ain’t like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo
I’ma call you back, I’m with my niggas shootin’ c-low
I might change my old ways for you, baby
I can change your whole wave, now you wavey
Now you glamorous??, I’m out your element
I’m too reckless for you, girl, it’s evident

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, oh baby

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ba-ba-baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby

VETIVER
Belles Lyrics

Bells will chimeMiles appear
I can’t heed them all
Two eyes
Less than two eyes
Is more than enough to know
When to leave
Why to stay
How to keep away
Now feels like forever

Once it goes away
Bells will chime
Miles appear
I can’t heed them all
Two eyes
Less than two eyes
Is more than enough to know
When to leave
Why to stay
How to keep away
Now feels like forever
Once it goes away

ADMIRAL TWIN
Aeroplane Lyrics

Once upon a time…
I was rattling around
Like a songbird that you prized
But it never made a sound

Someone told me not to come
They told me not to look
But you know I never take advice
And one time is all it took

I thought hey, I’d treat you like an aeroplane
I’d feed you clouds and vapor trails
We’d go for walks on everest
We would sleep underneath the watchful eye of the crescent moon.

It might seem ludicrous
I know it sounds cliche´
But when she walks into the room
She brings a brighter day

Can’t help but watch her every move
While I pretend to look away
Smitten, bound and gagged
But if I got the chance I’d say

I’d say hey, I’ll treat you like an aeroplane
Ill catch you like a falling star
I’ll be your hero astronaut
And wel’l sleep underneath the waterfall of the milky way

But if I wait a little while
I might find the nerve to find the words to say to her
I find the timing’s right to wait a little while
A little while

Perfect is a number
That you’re not allowed to say
So when she put me on the spot
I quickly coined a phrase

I said hey, I’ll treat you like an aeroplane
I’ll feed you clouds and vapor trails
We’l go for walks on everest
And we’ll sleep underneath the waterfall
Yeah, we’ll sleep underneath the watchful eye of the crescent moon.