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[Intro: Offset]
Hey
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Woo

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This shit started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Fuckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey, hey)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane (Offset)]
I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)

[Intro]
Give me just a little of your love

[Verse 1]
You’re just another recovering heart
I wasn’t even gonna try
You wouldn’t even give up time
Could be so easy, you make it hard
Don’t think about love too much
My love is gonna be enough

[Pre-Chorus 1]
You’re so close now
And I know now

[Chorus]
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of you love, give me just a little of your love

[Verse 2]
Don’t it feel like that night was from a dream
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
I’ve never felt nothing like that
Looking at you, looking right back
You say nothing is ever as good as it seems
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Stop running your mouth like that
‘Cause you know I’m gonna give it right back

[Pre-Chorus 2]
You’re so close now
(Don’t let me down) (Don’t let me down)
So don’t let me down

[Chorus]
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
And I’ll try
You gotta give me just a little of you love, give me just a little of your love

[Bridge]
Oh with a little strength baby
Oh, I’ll never let you down
With a little love, a little love, a little love, a little love
Give me just a little of your love, baby
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
You gotta give me just a little of your love, give me just a little of your love

[Chorus]
Give me just a little of your love (ha)
Give me just a little of your love (come on)
Give me just a little of your love (baby)
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
Give me just a little of your love (just a little of your love)
You gotta give me just a little of your love, baby
Give me just a little of your love (just a little of your love)

[Outro]
Give me just a little of your love (ha, ha)
Give me just a little of your love (ha, come on)
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love, give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love, just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love
Give me just a little of your love

Lyrics Money Man – Get over

I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over
My heart gettin’ colder and colder
60k on me like a rollie
.. look like Bernie bernie
… she ride her virgin
Niggas nerds like peewee herman
I’m in the wraith and I’m burnin’
Depreciating all the value
B***h blunt turn up the volume
She suck a nigga like a vaccum
She tryna bust it wide open
I’m standing quiet silence golden
Swimmin’ In money back strokin’
Went to the money buy some groceries.

Got a play at the store ain’t buy no groceries
I’m just tryin’ to stay focused
Most niggas out here bogus
The people that hate the most are the closest
She bad and real so she a trophy.
I’m in the ..
I gave them rollies to my brodies
F**k all that talkin, gotta show me
I’m rocking Christian like I’m holy
I can’t believe I lost my homie
These niggas broke as f**k like Jodie
100k on the table holy moly
Push up on that these niggas .. chokin’
I don’t know what the f**k these niggas smokin’
I don’t know what the f**k these bitches hopin’
Ain’t got no time for relationships I’m growin’.

I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get over
My heart gettin’ colder and colder
60k on me like a rollie
This b***h wit me look like bernie bernie
.. she ride her virgin
Versuri-lyrics.info
These niggas nerds like peewee herman
I’m in the wraith and I’m burnin’
Depreciating all the value
B***h blunt turn up the volume
She suck a nigga like a vaccum
She tryna bust it wide open
I’m standing quiet silence golden
Swimmin’ In money breast strokin’
Went to the money buy some groceries.

I can’t let these niggas get over
I can’t let these bitches get overrr. (x2)
Money Man lyrics
Video over

Below are the complete “Los Ageless” lyrics by St. Vincent displayed. These lyrics were added one hour ago. Read our relevant article “St. Vincent Debuts Colorful Music Video For “Los Ageless”: Watch”.

Los Ageless lyrics

In Los Ageless, the winter never comes
In Los Ageless, the mothers milk their young
But I can keep running
No, I can keep running
The Los Ageless hang out by the bar
Burn the pages of unwritten memoirs
But I can keep running
No, I can keep running

[Chorus]
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds, too?
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds, too?

[Verse 2]
The last days of the sunset superstars
Girls in cages playing their guitars
But how can I leave?
I just follow the hood of my car
In Los Ageless, the waves they never break
They build and build until you don’t have no escape
But how can I leave?
I just follow my hood to the sea, go to sleep

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[Chorus]
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds, too?
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds, too?

[Bridge]
Oh my Lord, oh, we really did it now
I’m a monster and you’re my sacred cow
But I can keep running
No, I can keep on running

[Chorus]
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds, too?
How can anybody have you?
How can anybody have you and lose you?
How can anybody have you and lose you
And not lose their minds?

[Outro]
I guess that’s just me, honey, I guess that’s how I’m built
I try to tell you I love you and it comes out all sick
I guess that’s just me, honey, I guess that’s how I’m built
I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament
I guess that’s just me, honey, I guess that’s how I’m built
I try to tell you I love you but it comes out all sick
I guess that’s just me, honey, I guess that’s how I’m built
I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament
I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament
I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament

Maren Morris with “Dear Hate” ft. Vince Gill. Read our relevant article “Hear Maren Morris’ New Song “Dear Hate” For Las Vegas Shooting Victims”.

Dear Hate lyrics

Dear Hate
I saw you on the news today
Like a shock that takes my breath away
You fall like rain, cover us in drops of paint
I’m afraid that we just might drown

[Verse 2]
Dear Hate
Well, you sure are colorblind
Your kiss is the cruelest kind
You could poison any mind
Just look at mine
Don’t know how this world keeps spinning ’round and round

[Chorus]
You were there in the garden like a snake in the grass
I see you in the morning staring through the looking glass
You whisper down through history and echo through these halls
But I hate to tell you, love’s gonna conquer all

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[Verse 3 – Vince Gill]
Dear Hate
You were smiling from that Selma bridge;
In Dallas, when that bullet hit, and Jackie cried;
You pulled those towers from the sky
But even on our darkest nights, we’ll keep spinning ’round

[Chorus]
You were there in the garden like a snake in the grass
I see you in the morning staring through the looking glass
You whisper down through history and echo through these halls
But I hate to tell you, love’s gonna conquer all

[Bridge]
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

[Coda]
Dear Love
Just when I think you’ve given up
You were there in the garden when I ran from your voice
I hear you every morning through the chaos and the noise
You still whisper down through history and echo through these halls
And tell me love’s gonna conquer all
Gonna conquer all