Zoomin by Baby Smoove lyrics

Zoomin

Baby Smoove

GENRE

Rap

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I mix Off-White and Louis
Cancel with the Gucci
Groupie want to do me
I think she got cooties

My car is super fast
It be really zooming
Codeine got me grooving
My outfit Ksubi
She left you alone
She know you a loser
You left the tag on your pants how I know that you a loser
My gun clips extended
I be in the trenches
Ima buy a viper way before I buy a Bentley
She see me in Saks she like what you about to get me
Every wood I roll big so I be smoking for a minute
No cap if its that ima shoot you I ain't timid
Hit thе gas in my car you hear the superchargеr in it
I’m a young rich nigga I’m not watching what I’m spending
Shit, my house so fuckin big got your bitch hiding in it
Never catch me chasing clout nigga fuck you and your image
Riding in my coupe now doing a cool one-fifty
Bought a Q P of exotic y'all wouldn't even wanna see it
This street shit ain't what it seem shit all these niggas telling

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MARIO KART by RIZHA lyrics

MARIO KART

RIZHA

GENRE

Pop

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I wanna hurt myself
So I'm gonna deep dive into my hard drive
I’m gonna hurt myself
Pretend I took those pictures yesterday

I wanna lose myself
I wanna to lose to you in my regard
I wanna burn in hell with you all night
I wanna go right back and skip the fight
I wanna feel the same
And fall in love with you for the first time
I wanna feel your tits
I wanna braid your hair as it gets dark

I can say I'm over you
I've been saying it for years
I’m still writing songs 'bout you
They're the best I ever did
Though I'll never [?] to say
I don't really want you here now
I just wanna feel the way
I just wanna be [?] a week

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When In Rome by Pat Ron & Coach Tev lyrics

When In Rome

Pat Ron & Coach Tev

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Rap

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[Intro: Sports Broadcaster]
The ??? tell the word
They love their captain
They love their leader
And suffice to say ladies and gentlemen
The new king of story, has ascended his throne

[Verse 1: Coach Tev]
Midnight madness man on a mission yea
10 months back yea i had the vision yea
I am the head coach not the assistant
Plus i’m like Paul w the words so you better listen yea
You better listen yea
How that boy livin like Christ but he not a Christian yea
Hope you don’t judge me for gettin nat nat in detention yea
And a bunch of foul shit in my past that I wouldn’t mention yea
Ridin round town with my henchmen yea
They got extensions
Bottled up all of this tension ay, we come from lynchings
We come from churches and chicken swear I’m here just bout my business
Twitter fingers kinda itchin she shoot her shot in my mentions
Ay I put it down for my home town
I put it down for my home city
I do this shit for my baby girl who just clocked in at like 6:50
We bout to catch us a break and skate, it’s great, we out of the state
I got the same lil 24 hours as you, it’s never too late

[Chorus: Coach Tev]
Me, I gotta get more
Mink, it drag on the floor
Keep your hand out my drawer
Thief, she break down my door
Freak in Juicy Couture
Geeks are worried bout scores
Me? I'm all about yours

Me, I gotta get more
Mink, it drag on the floor
Keep your hand out my drawer
Thief, she break down my door
Freak in Juicy Couture
Geeks are worried bout scores
Me? I'm all about yours

[Verse 2: Pat Ron]
Smoke one to the dome uh huh
When I'm in Rome uh huh
They feed me like Caesar I'm smoking my reefer eat grapes while I'm stoned uh huh
See I'm from the sticks uh huh
I'm worth a few bricks uh huh
Ain't reppin no flags but I bought the M.O. to the B in this bitch uh huh
I know that these niggas want Trap Ron but the Coach got me back on my cool shit
I had to finesse for the market nigga now I'm back on my smoke and my smooth shit
These niggas don't want me to talk about it cause when I address it I'ma prove shit
I know that these bitches is sick of me flow come from Italy I just might move here
Bouta slide on this track with the juice, the sauce, the drip, whatever you call it
These niggas do not be on shit they just wanna be seen these niggas ain't artist
I studied my market, wrote it I marked it, engraved and fucking embossed it
Then bossed up on niggas I'll floss on you niggas you try to play me on some mark shit
I pull up valet I ain't parking

[Bridge: Pat Ron]
Me, I gotta get high
Pull up, yeah we finna slide
I can't be wasting my time
Got too much shit on my mind
The flow'll send chills up your spine
Can't trust these niggas they lying
King of the jungle a lion, ay


[Chorus: Coach Tev]
Me, I gotta get more
Mink, it drag on the floor
Keep your hand out my drawer
Thief, she break down my door
Freak in Juicy Couture
Geeks are worried bout scores
Me? I'm all about yours

Me, I gotta get more
Mink, it drag on the floor
Keep your hand out my drawer
Thief, she break down my door
Freak in Juicy Couture
Geeks are worried bout scores
Me? I'm all about yours

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A Song About A Girl by Rofashow lyrics

A Song About A Girl

Rofashow

GENRE

Rap

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A Song About a Girl (Lyrics)

(Intro)
Yea, this that ’90’s Fab feel
Yea, Yo

(Verse)
I Like it raw, let me eat it, give me salmonella
You say wanna take yo time, let’s take our time together
I know you had some rainy days
Let me be yo Umbrella
Ro and Isabella
I think that got a ring to it
Every super hero finna need his fuckin’ theme music
Know you wanna take my thing out & do yo thing to it
Pour me up another one, I’m tryna get wine drunk
Biting on my lips you tryna go another round huh
I ain’t finna judge you, you can be yourself around us
Both grew up in Vegas, It’s a small world after all
Shoot my shot, likе Omar Epps in love and basketball
You can be my musе, skippin’ steps fuck a casting call
I ain’t playing games, if I was, it would be wack a mole
How I’m quick to hit you
You can’t get this fit, at the mall
I told her she got ass
And then she told me get a grip
I do what she ask
We kiss and then I bite her lip (yea)
I played you my album
For lack of better terms you said it’s harder than a bitch
She on go, I hope she go again cuz shorty thick
Twerking in the bathroom wit no pants on & shit (uh)
Falling for you baby getting trampled and shit (yea)
You fuck wit my shit, it make you dance in whip yea
Switching up positions, switchin stance on the dick (yea)
Big ol l’ bitties, get a handful of the shit
Yea you said you wanna sit on top & swirl on the dick (yea)
You bad In a good way
Throw it at me, Ima hit it however which way
In this case it’s way past first base
Sending pics and texts that’s risqué (Goodmorning Ro, Yea)
Put me through the test
I bet I pass wit flying colors
I can tell already that you different than the others
Them other bitches birds
I dont care if i ruffle feathers
Yo bad as fuck I gas you up
Ambition on another level
Give you a massage you would think I was damn professional
My life is a movie I don’t need someone who acting extra
Shorty wanna fuck, I’m stuck, tryna process that information
Suck me up with both hands
I guess shorty is ambidextrous
I could eat that kitty cat for breakfast
Every fuckin day
Staring contest when we be fuckin
I don’t blink or look the other way
Got you throbbing bent over the sink
You can’t even runaway
Girl you know that I don’t play
Got You on the brink of climaxin
When you on this level the metal detectors we bypass em
When you look this good, you ain't even gotta write captions
Ima snatch you up ‘cause all these bitches on fuck shit
Take me out my comfort zone
& That’s that what I don’t fuck wit
They do the bare minimum
Me, I put in more effort, I’m applying more pressure
Both our Stocks goin up if we ever goin public
I don’t give a damn bout that clout chasin’ shit
I’m Barely on the gram
‘cause my real life is lit (yea)
You could be my drug, cause this life is a trip (You could be my drug)

(Outro)
Yea, let it rock, let it rock, let it rock
You know the vibes
Guessed yo love languages
This that 90’s feel for real
Yea, what can I say
Girl I Make 50 shades of gray look, weak as shit
Girl I’m a freak, only right a freaky I get a freaky bitch
Girl I know you need it, so I’m giving to the needy shit
Shy but not innocent
Lookin like a angel, when it’s time you on that demon shit
Want you to be my chick
Fuck a friends wit benefits
To be continued
Girl lets see how far that I’m finna get

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