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Saturday, August 28, 2021

Yung Mal - Watch Ya Step lyrics

Watch Ya Step

Yung Mal

GENRE
Rap
[Intro: Yung Mal]
(Bless ya, Andy)
(Hurt, what it do?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up

[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
Had to switch up my wave, seen too many ducks
Tryna eat up the drip, what the fuck?
Gon' have a hard time try and keepin' it up
One time, I tried to put my love in a slut
But the ho switched up 'fore I even got up
But now she look dumber than dumb
I been on my grind since a nigga was young
Can't waste no time, gotta get to the money
Niggas just now doin' shit that I been done
Did a lot of shit, but I didn't tell on no one
Dog booked for a body, he don't got a bond
Big dog in my hood, I'm a don
I bet they can't say they made me run
Funds on your head, nigga, you're done
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up

[Verse 2: Slimelife Shawty]
I'm solid for life, ain't gon' never bend up
They can't make me give up, ain't gon' never give up
Somebody tell 'em they ain't 'bout it or nothin'
They ain't 'bout it or nothin', they ain't 'bout it or nothin'
Check (Yeah), clear (Clear)
Check (Check), it's here (It's here)
Somebody check (Yeah), the rear (On God)
Before I check him out of here (Adiós)
I won't make a post
If we beef then we beefin', it's up like a toast
Get that boy gone just like a ghost
Hop in the Ghost, then I'm a ghost
Straight gas
Ain't no more room in this whip, straight packed
Ain't no more room in the clip, sprayin'
It's so more room to get flipped, you playin'
Get flipped, you playin', stupid-ass lil' boy
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Gotta calculate all my steps
Diamonds, they water, shit clear like meth
Keep it real with a nigga, I love you to death
I done worked my way to the top, no help
Get high like a bird, then I talk to myself
Not talkin' 'bout money, I don't even care
Custom 'fit, but I Gucci'd my belt
Chasin' these bands 'til I lose my breath
I lost so many niggas, wish they were here
Got Black Migo brothers like Sunny and Pip
Hundreds stacked up for my niece and my neph'
Everybody say they steppin', huh
They better watch where they step
Huh, yeah, let 'em play tough
Somebody grave, that's where you end up
Solid as fuck, I can never bend up

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Friday, June 18, 2021

Yung Mal - 1.5 Way Or No Way lyrics

1.5 Way Or No Way

Yung Mal

GENRE
Rap
[Intro]
Lil' girl due any day now
Know what I'm sayin'?
You know my— when she'll be here

[Verse 1]
My lil' girl on the way
Ain't stackin' it up, I been savin' my cake
Both of my baby mamas, yeah, they straight
Nigga, I'm good, my mama, she straight
My whole gang good, they with me today
Finna drop another tape, just give me a date
Gotta run 'em over if they get in my way
Got in my bag, but didn't go MIA
I grew up in the street when my dad passed away
Seen Dominique fight for his life in my face
I was eighteen, judge tried to put me away
They killed Plug at the store before I beat my case
Been through it all, but a nigga still didn't brеak
Why you think I go hard and I don't take a break?
Why you think I stay strapped? 'Causе I know niggas hate
I'ma keep that shit real, can't relate to the fake
I'ma stay the same, don't care 'bout how much I make

[Chorus]
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
[Verse 2]
It's 1.5 way or no way
All gas, nigga, no brakes
We got that all white, ain't talkin' Colgate
Off-White J's, but I don't take no off-days
Glock on me when I'm on and I'm offstage
Big Mal, bitch, yes, I'm cold like the ice age
Candler road, nigga, pull up rockin' Cartier
It's a good day, I'ma switch out my car today
I pray they let my dawg right out the cage
I was fucked up, I was goin' through a phase
I had to beat down the trap like a slave
Ride with that chopper like I'm in the Navy
I was just broke, I came up, I amazed 'em
I turned this shit to a whole damn label
They thought I wasn't able, huh
I'm hot, but my thoughts be stable
Every day I wake up, I'm chasin' paper, nigga

[Chorus]
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way
1.5 way or no way

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Saturday, April 24, 2021

La Mafia del Amor - Se Lo Que Hicisteis el Ultimo Verano lyrics

Se Lo Que Hicisteis el Ultimo Verano

La Mafia del Amor

GENRE
Pop
[Letra de "Se Lo Que Hicisteis el Ultimo Verano"]

[Intro]
Pipo Beatz

[Estribillo: Kaydy Cain & AC3]
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste el último verano
Rodeada de botella', rodeada de gramo'
Este año vuelvo al sitio donde nos encontramo', oh
I know what you did last summer, uh
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste y este año repetimo'
En un punto buscando hierba, así nos conocimo'
Tomamo' un par de copa' y esa noche ya salimo'
Hasta que no acabó el verano, pue' nunca volvimo', oh

[Puente: Yung Beef]
Mami, el último verano, oh-ooh
[?] bacano, eh-eh-eh
Cómo nos desacatamo', uoh-oh-oh
Mami, el último verano, oh-oh-oh

[Verso 1: Yung Beef]
Mami, vamo' a matarno'
Como el último verano, orgasmo
Pero nunca má' vamo' a llamarno' cuerno'
Nos bebimo' y nos fumamo' lo' celo'
Mami, somo' dos diablito' en el cielo
Yo salí con to', oh-oh
La calle se jodió, oh-oh
Mami, vamo' a ser los do', oh-oh
'Cause I know what you did last summer

[Estribillo: Kaydy Cain & AC3]
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste el último verano
Rodeada de botella', rodeada de gramo'
Este año vuelvo al sitio donde nos encontramo', oh
I know what you did last summer, uh
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste y este año repetimo'
En un punto buscando hierba, así nos conocimo'
Tomamo' un par de copa' y esa noche ya salimo'
Hasta que no acabó el verano, pue' nunca volvimo', oh

[Verso 2: Khaled & AC3]
El último verano desapareciste
Te estuve llamando pero no me respondiste
Jugaste conmigo al escondite, mami, ahora no te me guille'
I know what you did last summer, uh
El último verano desapareciste
Te estuve llamando pero no me respondiste
Jugaste conmigo al escondite, mami, ahora no te me guille'
I know what you did last summer

[Puente: Yung Beef]
Mami, el último verano, oh-ooh
[?] bacano, eh-eh-eh
Cómo nos desacatamo', uoh-oh-oh
Mami, el último verano, oh-oh-oh

[Estribillo: Kaydy Cain & AC3]
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste el último verano
Rodeada de botella', rodeada de gramo'
Este año vuelvo al sitio donde nos encontramo', oh
I know what you did last summer, uh
Mami, yo sé lo que hiciste y este año repetimo'
En un punto buscando hierba, así nos conocimo'
Tomamo' un par de copa' y esa noche ya salimo'
Hasta que no acabó el verano, pue' nunca volvimo', oh

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Monday, June 21, 2021

Pistolposse - Jäger lyrics

Jäger

Pistolposse

GENRE
Rap
[YUNG PORSCHE]
Sie ist heiß - läuft aus wie ein Wasserfall
Pisser schweig‘, kleiner Mann red’ nicht so groß
Weiß an meim’ Hals für ne‘ Line zeigt sie gern die Hoe
Bich du weißt - bitte schweig‘
Nike Air Force One sind weiß, nun kommt noch ne‘ Line
Was für Calvin Klein du Otto, copp’ nur Prada Italo
Dumme Bitch ist neidisch auf mein Drip, ich scheiß auf jede Bitch
Mias raucht ein Kilogramm, kein Rasta aber 808
Fresse Pesto Nudeln abеr bald PP im ganzen Land
Pisser sind jetzt liеb auf einmal, damals schon geahnt
Splitte Beute mit der Posse, meine Brüder sind loyal
Keine neuen Leute lieber Lila stapeln’ mit den Bras


[YVES ROSCHE]
Tut mir Leid - tut mir Leid, hab‘ keine Zeit
Sie vermisst mich und sie schreibt, sie sagt „was machst du so zur Zeit?“
Mache Bands ich bleibe high, gib’ das Gas ich smoke für zwei
Baby danced für Gang dabei, gib’ ihr eins sie beißt auf’s Teil
In der Whip fahr‘ ich mit deiner Bitch ich scheiß‘ auf Glitzer
Glitzer an der Wrist, am Body Farbe lila
Fila hatt’ ich früher, jetzt Designer auf der Jean, ja
Wieder hungrig, hab’ auf mehr jetzt Appetit, ja
Ich muss essen, rocke Calvin so wie Beckham
Smoke big Blunt, kann nicht passen, deine Bi von mir besessen
Lass’ sie blown‘, lass’ mich nicht stressen, ist in Love und will mich fesseln’
Solo, bleibe Independent, an meim’ Leib Designer Fashion

[KINGG TRILL]
Was’ denn los, CK Hoes auf Shows
Sie bieten Deep Throat, wir sind busy smoken Dope
Faded hier am Dom, immer wieder wie gewohnt
Bro bleibst nicht verschont vergreifst du dich hier im Ton
[?] wie Lemon aid
Im Paket Lemon Haze
Mische Jack Daniels, Tequila und Bombay
Sprite mit Gin Tonic Tanqueray
B-Day vom’ Bro also Hennessy, Kleidungsstil ist [?]
Sie fühlt sich so sehr sie denkt Beverly
Bei uns große Augen wie Anime
Ötti und Jäger der Shit geht straight auf die Leber
Hol mal dein‘ Zehner, ihr seid ja gar keine Gegner
Erziehen die Bitch so wie Väter
Portugal Hugo Almeida
In meinem Circle kein Verräter
Die Bitch nähert sich auf ein’ Meter


[M51]
Ich brauch’ kein Rettungsfond, Bro ich hab kein Sparschwein
Sterbe für die Brüder, Doppel P auf meinem Grabstein
510 meine Heimat, 63 Leben nicht einfach
Schlage zu mit der Streitaxt
Will Camaro, keinen Maybach
Ja Junge, sag‘ mal was willst du von mir?
Herz so kalt, ja ich erfrier’
Komm’ allein und ihr zu Viert, ich verfass’ und ihr zitiert
Ihr ruft an und ich kassier‘, hab ein‘ Scheißdreck zu verliern’
Trinke Gin, ich trink kein Bier
Kaltes Herz, schwarzmatt
XS Rosé Goldlack, Flugabwehrkanonen
Schieße scharf mit der Flak
Hab kein‘ Glauben, beweg‘ mich auf schiefe Bahn, ey
Zwischen broke am Dritten und der Miete pünktlich zahlen, GANG

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