Kid Ink Ft. Trey Songz - About Mine Lyrics

About Mine Lyrics by Kid Ink
(Ft. Trey Songz)

[Intro: Trey Songz & Kid Ink]
She doin’ it wrong
Egh!
Trigga, Trigga
It’s Kid Ink
Mustard on the beat ho!

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
In the club and this nigga looking at me kinda strange
I got the woman he love sippin’ my champagne
But she ain’t doin’ nothin’ wrong
She just fuckin’ with a young, rich nigga
Tell that boy stop acting like a bitch nigga

[Hook: Trey Songz]
You should get some money, why you bullshittin’?
You should get some money, why you bullshittin’?
My nigga you should get some money, why you bullshittin’?
I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours?
Girl I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours?

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
You could bet that, check my stats
From way way back nigga we’ve been doing this
Same old clubs and the same bitches you just met
Nigga I ain’t got time
If the bezel ain’t diamonds, presi Obama
Pool in the Bahamas, black ferragamo
Need me some condoms, we fuckin’ up commas, honest
Right now this rap shit is crackin’ for me
If it didn’t work out we’d be back to the streets
See life is a bitch crazier than Kelis
But I’m picturing money, my nigga say cheese
Feel fresh like Axe on me, nah y’ain’t gotta put up no act for me
Your girlfriend already said you act so cheap

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
I’m about mine, tell me is you ’bout yours?
Yeah she say I’m a dog but she down on all fours
Yeah she down on the floor cause there’s money all over
Then back on the pole with it
Now I got time, cause now I got change
Shit the cup got drank and we ’bout to get high girl
What did you think?
I say God to your dress but no you ain’t no saint
Shit

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
You know you coming to the crib girl ain’t cha
You drinking all this liquor girl ain’t cha
I’m feeling on your booty girl ain’t I
Show you how to have a real good time
So bust it for me, elbows on your knees
We don’t care who’s lookin’, Mustard on the beat

[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Ball hard and yo’ bitch tryna reach
No it ain’t my fault that she’s running through the streets
Dumb blonde, got you looking like a fool nigga
Said

[Hook]

[Outro: Trey Songz & Kid Ink]
I got all bad bitches at my table
Where them gon’ do it
All this money that I can’t hold
Throw some, taunt it
Only bad bitches at my table
That’s all I got
Which one of y’all I’ma take home
I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours?
Girl I’m about mine, is you ’bout yours?
You should get some money, why you bullshittin’?

Kaiser Chiefs - Falling Awake Lyrics

Falling Awake Lyrics by Kaiser Chiefs

That was then but this is now
What’s really changed
Black is black and white’s still white
And gray is a waste

I don’t mind, to my own time
And I see her again
Now I fall to her eyes
I’ll see you on the way down

(x2)
She’s got me falling, oho
She’s got me crawling, oho
She’s got me falling, oho
Falling awake

Pick it, put it away
I’ll never find it again
I was right to take you back
I see you at the hay stacks
I could see wild ones
Falling obsolete
In the dark, touching my chest
I see you on the way down

(x2)
She’s got me falling, oho
She’s got me crawling, oho
She’s got me falling, oho
Falling awake

I’m falling, I’m falling
I’m Falling awake
You got me Falling awake
I’m falling, I’m falling
I’m Falling awake
You got me Falling awake!

(x2)
She’s got me falling, oho
She’s got me crawling, oho
She’s got me falling, oho
Falling awake

Travis Scott Ft. Future - High Fashion Lyrics

High Fashion Lyrics by Travis Scott
(Ft. Future)

[Intro]
We we we we predicted this you hear me, we predicted this

[Hook: Future]
See how they at me, see how they at me
Tryna catch me, tryna snatch me
Fly fashion, say I’m fashion
Higher fashion, I’m on acid
I move like I’m on acid, grind I’m higher fashion
I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic
Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic
And I’m strapped with that plastic
And I’m strapped with that plastic
I love this music with a passion

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
They see Margiela blunts, Louis Vuitton double cups
Designer jersey get seamed up, if it tastes good
Niggas rollin’ like rollers might roll up in dun dun dun
Don’t think that I’ve had enough
Cuz I been on the binge
Scored a coke model thats a high fashion win
Splurgin’ in the mall got me spendin’ all my ends
Yeah, we made it to the hills now
Coke costs a couple bills now
Yeah tell me how it feels now
Tired of motherfuckers who wanna be trill
Yeah, down south it get real
Diamonds two steppin’] every time I crack the grill
Niggas still hate hatin’ niggas how I live

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 2: Future]
Flyin’ fashion, flyin’ fashion, flyin’ fashion
In a recession bitch, I got collections bitch
Out of respect the bitch, I won’t say fuck the bitch
And then go and fuck the bitch
I seen her self conscious, little devil inside me
And I’m tryin’ to hide it
This lean got me nauseous, but I keep on usin’
And with so much Givenchy, and they say I’m abusin’ it
I went and tried to sit down with the Pope
To tell him I was usin’ to much dope
The only way I tell him anything, he gotta plug me in with the coke

[Hook: Future] x2

Kaytranada Ft. Vic Mensa - Drive Me Crazy Lyrics

Drive Me Crazy Lyrics by Kaytranada
(Ft. Vic Mensa)

[Intro: Vic Mensa]
Yeah, see the street lights?
I ain't slept in like 48
I'm back!

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
I'm here now, know they've been waitin' for me
Since I was 15, now I'm [?], a hundred miles and runnin'
Easy comin', easy go, that's why I work 'til midnight
I'm out of town, [?], thirty on the turnpike
My piss clean, I caught a case, it happens to the best
The lawyer said don't smoke
I'm like, "Good lord, buddha keep me blessed"
I'm buyin' Nike stock when I see these checks
Motivated by niggas because it's bigger than me
I know that, I might go back, to my old shit
Bring the fro back, that's a throwback, yeah
Watch your mouth! Boy you tryna talk like you know somethin'
My competition is myself, therefore I ain't worried 'bout no one
Not a soul, pot of gold
Lookin' like a stain, niggas'll wet your money
You behind yourself, you're playin' catch up
Boy is that your blood?
'Cuz I done blew inside my mind since I first wrote a rhyme
Y'all all late, rappers be stuck in the booth, I'm All State
They're imposters, steak and lobster
Surf my turf, better wear your chopper
Next to Oprah at the opera, okay
If you had...

[Hook: Vic Mensa]
Everything you'd ever want
Right in front of me, what's it gonna be?
The lights or the drugs or the girls finally drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Drives me crazy
Drives me crazy

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
Gotta love it though, they're hatin', homie
I be on Sunsets then go back to 68th and Stony
Cooked out my basement
Dropped my tape and got my homies' placements
I'll play the keys in my sleep on the beach, that's a dream vacation
Say you ain't heard, I'll let you lie, just know you digged your grave
No turnin' back once you done found that that's the hand you played
Game over, on the driving range in the Range Rover
Halfway sober with my middle finger up, fuck these hoes
I'm a tiger in the jungle
In the middle of the summer with the wood on me and a [?] of the snow
(White girl?) She a fiend for the blow, I'm a G, to the code
You know me, I need Keke Palmer off TLC for that TLP
Keys to the Jeep and the deed to the boat
Y'all cruisin', y'all losin'
Yeah I make pop music but I'm still king with the flow
This what you should've been thinkin' about

[Hook: Vic Mensa]

[Outro (repeated until end)]
Drive me crazy

Sia - Salted Wound Lyrics

Salted Wound Lyrics by Sia

Lonely float got in the way
You are the feel, and knew it anyway
Take a chance, it wasn’t what you know
Take my hand, and don’t let go

Oh, ooh ooooh
You can do it,
Don’t break
Yeah, you’ll pull through it,
You’re safe
Yes, you can do it
Don’t break
Yeah, you’ll pull through it,
You’re safe

Tell her on how you feel,
Give her every say she needs to hear
Give your heart, and say come take it
And she will see you’re a good man

Oh, ooh ooooh
You can do it,
Don’t break
Yeah, you’ll pull through it,
You’re safe
Yes, you can do it
Don’t break
Yeah, you’ll pull through it,
You’re safe

Jordin Sparks Ft. 2 Chainz - Double Tap Lyrics

Double Tap Lyrics by Jordin Sparks
(Feat. 2 Chainz)

He don't fit in and I'm over
Better look better than your last one
Babe, I know we don't care
Ain't so famous over night, yeah

Don't be scared to admit it
Seen your look from the start, ooh
On my Instagram he been lookin'
Secret looks on the phone, I know

Baby, on the low, you stay on the page 'cause
I guess I'm your favorite
But you won't let it show, no way
If you like what you see then,
You gotta let me know
That you won't double tap that hoe
That you won't double tap that hoe

Go and lemme know about you
Hash tag, something to show you're gangsta
Oh no, don't, he no square
Just say it, just say it if you want me

Baby, on the low, you stay on the page 'cause
I guess I'm your favorite
But you won't let it show, no way
If you like what you see then,
You gotta let me know
That you won't double tap that hoe
That you won't double tap that hoe

[2 Chainz: ]
Must be a sucka, cause I been lookin'
Your ass gettin' fine with ya big cookie
Niggas know I woulda been takin'
School of hard knots, they was were plain lickin'
I really did it cause I say I did it
It's a turn on if a girl say she in the pot
It's a turn on if a girl say she independent
If I ask her, can a home girl come to dinner
Keepin' the picture, is you a singer or a stripper?
Tryina get with you, you other nigga inefficient
Well, is it an issue, well, I don't think it was an issue
'Cause when I get with ya I double tap more than a pistol

Baby, on the low, you stay on the page 'cause
I guess I'm your favorite
But you won't let it show, no way
If you like what you see then,
You gotta let me know
That you won't double tap that hoe
That you won't double tap that hoe

Double tap, double tap
C'mon watch me double tap

Britney Spears - Conscious Lyrics

Conscious Lyrics by Britney Spears

Get with this
I'll take you, boy
I'll make you, yeah

My fingertips
Against your lips
I'll move my hips

Come with me tonight
Alright, alright
I don't really wanna be pushy
But you got me feeling lovely tonight, tonight
I don't really wanna be pushy
But you got me feeling lovely tonight, tonight

You are my conscious
Forsake you, I won't
You are my conscious
Forsake you, I won't, I won't
You are my promise
Don't break me apart, ever, ever
I don't wanna be alone
So come with me tonight

Tonight, come with me, yeah

Undressing me
With your eyes and
Butterflies come and

Don't hesitate
Just do your thing
Baby, don't be lame

Come with me tonight
Alright, alright
I don't really wanna be pushy
But you got me feeling lovely tonight, tonight
I don't really wanna be pushy
But you got me feeling lovely tonight, tonight

You are my conscious
Forsake you, I won't, I won't
You are my promise
Don't break me apart, ever, ever
I don't wanna be alone
So come with me tonight

PartyNextDoor - Dreamin’ Lyrics

Dreamin’ Lyrics by PartyNextDoor

[Verse]
Rick James, bitch
Party like I'm Rick James, bitch
Ride around, gettin' it
Blowin' money on my main bitch
Bumpin' 2 Chainz, bumpin' 2 Chainz
In the Range Rove', in the damn thing
Ain't a fluke, baby, ain't a fluke, baby
Cause the hook game got me out the loot, baby
And I'm out of here
Racks on racks, I'm a lot to serve
So fucked up she gots to stare
But she don't hear what she don't wanna hear
Leanin', exercise, I've been leanin'
Pistol side, I've been dreamin'
Other side, I've been schemin'
Vibe with me, slide with me, get high with me
Ridin' so clean, all night, I've been
Vibin', slidin', gettin' high, ridin'
So clean, all night, I've been, I've been
I've been waiting for you
To get high, get high, get high with me

[Hook]
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming
Get high, get high, get high, get high
Get high, get high, get high
I must be dreaming
I must be dreaming

[Outro]
They don't hear me like
See my money in [?]
[?] hear me like
[?] inside of
They don't hear me like
[?] in the soul of you
Better hear me right, sorry now
Better hear me twice, sorry now
I'm dreaming

Lil Wayne Ft. Migos - Amazing Amy Lyrics

Amazing Amy Lyrics by Lil Wayne
(Feat. Migos)

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
She crazy as fuck but she sexy as fuck
And she just hit me up, she text me "let's fuck"
I'm just waking up but fuck it I'm up
Ooh! I'm on my way (where?)
Get out my way bump-bump-bump-bump
I'm Norman Bates and this bitch ain't normal, our kids gon be nuts
But when I had the yay
And the police would come she wouldn't give me up
She knew what not to say
And when they would leave, she gave me heads up
Lord I feel like Plies, that's my lil' baby
But that bitch so crazy
That bitch gon kill me, and then she'll be famous, that'll be crazy
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, my bitch so crazy
But that's my bitch though, I must be crazier, she must be schizo
Fuck it, I love her, fuck it, I love her, don't fuck with my lover
Boy I'll put you under
Her last nigga shunned her, she ride me like Honda
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, that bitch so crazy
That bitch gon' kill me, then she'll be famous
That's what's amazing
But I'm in love with that ho though
Even though she loco
That pussy got me bozo
I'm in love with that ho bro
Amazing Amy, amazing Amy, my bitch so crazy
That bitch gon' kill me, then she'll be famous
That's so amazing

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
She's so amazing
Lord I feel like Plies, that's my lil' baby
That bitch gon kill me, that'll be crazy
But that's what's amazing, that's my lil' baby
That bitch so crazy, amazing Amy
And this that Sorry 4 The Wait, Amy
And I'm so sorry for the wait, Amy...

[Verse 2: Quavo]
She told me wait on it
I told her she gon have to put a date on it
You already let Tunechi skate on it
My hook in the water, lil' mama, she bait on it
Damn, I mean she bite on it
Kawasaki she can ride on it
She too good for me like some vitamins
She swallowed the dick like a Heineken
I love her she came with a frying pan
Her mama black, her daddy from Japan
So amazing she deserve a Birkin bag
She so crazy she gonna take all of my cash
She in love with my money
And I am so crazy I'm gonna keep spending blue hunnids
And for the jabronis
Waiting for Migos and Wayne to fall off
Nigga you can wait on it

[Verse 3: Offset]
Choppa like Tony watch how I do my opponent
Wait on my moment I beat it I own it
Keep that thang on me you won't catch me lonely
She wanna suck and fuck and put it on me
She plotting on me trynna get some money
Had to cut her cause the millions coming
Run off with the work, started trappin dummies
Caucasian, Black and Asian you amazing
We poppin' them seals we not in the Navy
We won't take a deal cause we got the paper
That people hate it, we still nominated
Young Rich Niggas yeah we graduated
I got bitches in the kitchen cookin' Sarah Palin
Smoking up the gas bag you can smell the fragrance
Got me buying handbags, man this bitch is crazy

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Amazing Amy
Amy wanna have my baby
Nah she been patiently waiting
Waitin' for me to get famous
Want me to buy her Mercedes
I come through the check and I looked at her crazy
I'm focused on the M&M's
You want Benjamin Franklins you gotta have patience
I pull up in the coupe and its the Sable
I'm drinking on maple these bitches watching me on cable
Nigga's trynna copy but they can't be the creator
I'm a legend, feel like Will Smith, can you be my Jada?
And I'm in the Oakland Audi looking like a Raider
When the Migos hear your CD we pack at your stadium
In the kitchen with the Dominican's I'm creating em'
Trappin in dabbin', [?]

[Hook: Lil Wayne]

[Outro: Quavo]
Amazing, amazing, ohh kill me! Crazy!
Amazing Amy! Oh! Oh!

Kid Ink Ft. DeJ Loaf - Be Real Lyrics

Be Real Lyrics by Kid Ink
(Feat. DeJ Loaf)

[Intro: DeJ Loaf]
You ain't got no whip, you ain't got no bottle
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
You ain't got no cash, you ain't got no dollas
You stay with that drama, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, let's just be real

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh, just keep it real with ya
You the only nigga here feeling yourself
Walk in, them bitches start filming
They sittin' with a man, thotty ass still grinning, it's on
Honest, so hot, mind on a comet
Fast life sometimes feel like I'm in a comic
I don't give a fuck, bitch with or without a condom
Fat joke, pockets lean back like a recliner
I'm in this, representing West Side
Lotta people try to tell me I'm the next guy
Batgang, got it tatted by my left eye
Chain gang over here, no neck tie
Bitch you know I'm all about the business
From beginning to the ending never simpin', never slippin'
Sippin' P-A-T-R-O-to the-N
And if I'm in the building know it's complaints from the tenants
On the real

[Pre-Hook: Kid Ink]
You could call anyone you want
I'ma kill 'em all, bet on it
Said we the only ones that stuntin' now
Let's just be real

[Hook: DeJ Loaf & Kid Ink]
Let's just be honest, let's just be real
Yeah let's just be honest, let's just be real
Let's just be honest, we all know the deal
So let's just be honest, let's just be real

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Uh, slow down babe, it's enough, to go round back
Been drinkin' like you thirsty
How you make it to my section in the first place
Nah, I ain't trippin', shit is nada
They say it ain't trickin' if you got it
Bitch I'm a boss like Gotti
Rock Tom Ford and I still pop Molly
Roll up good Cali, ladeedadee
It's just me and all my hommies
At your door like the shining, egh
Feel like can't nobody stop me, I'm a hot nigga
And the bitch that I'm with know she hot stuff
Pull up in the hot wheels, ballin' get yo hops up
If you got a problem need a hotline
9-1-1 but we don't ever call the cops, for real

[Pre-Hook & Hook]