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Yung Bans – In My Underwear Lyrics

[Intro: Baka]
Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

[Chorus]
Yeah, slidin’ down yo block, big Glock in my underwear
Police pull me over right now, I’m gon’ get the chair
This a dirty game, if you gon’ play, you gotta stay aware
Niggas doin’ all that talkin’, ain’t no action, how I know you scared
Takin’ trips, private jet, fly the goons to Paris
All this damn… damn designer I don’t even wear it
Came straight out the jungle, lions, tigers, bears, I ain’t scared
My aura different, just somethin’ ’bout me, niggas can’t compare

[Verse 1]
Ayy, yeah, niggas be singin’ like PnB Rock
Yellow duct tape, we don’t need no chalk
Put holes in a nigga, look like Crocs
Bird gang shit, all the birds gon’ flock
Be with them eagles, a couple of hawks
My niggas deceivin’ like fuck what you thought
Ain’t sparin’ these niggas, I’m takin’ ’em all
No love for a bitch, I just bust in her jaw
Fuck that bitch so good I can cheat, she ain’t gon’ go nowhere
Try to snatch these chains, you gon’ die, nigga, I double dare
Popped too many Percs like it’s J, I don’t do no heroin
My heart in the streets ’til I die like we fuckin’ married
I know these broke ass niggas can’t stand me (Ooh, they can’t stand me)
I got a stick, that bitch come in handy (Come in, come in handy)
I’m so hot, don’t know how I’m landin’ (Don’t know how I’m landing)
Before you judge, try to understand me

[Chorus]
Yeah, slidin’ down yo block, big Glock in my underwear
Police pull me over right now, I’m gon’ get the chair
This a dirty game, if you gon’ play, you gotta stay aware
Niggas doin’ all that talkin’, ain’t no action, how I know you scared
Takin’ trips, private jet, fly the goons to Paris
All this damn… damn designer I don’t even wear it
Came straight out the jungle, lions, tigers, bears, I ain’t scared
My aura different, just somethin’ ’bout me, niggas can’t compare

Pitbull – Down South Lyrics

[Chorus: Duece Poppi]
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy

[Verse 1: Duece Poppi]
Look way, way, way deep south, boy
Hoes, clothes, and bankrolls what we ’bout, boy
I’m from the home of the chrome and the chopper triggers
Even them alphabet boys can’t stop a nigga
I pimp tight with that hoe off in the wind, boy
I gets loose like I’m fresh up out that pen, boy
The last of a dying breed like ‘Pac said
I got bread, got something that’ll cock it
My ambitions as a rider by Slip-n-Slide, uh
All them killers down south know I’m on fire
28’s chrome, fuck a hundred, smoke [?]
I know you pimp tight, pimpin’, but I pimp tighter
Getting bread, got it made like Special Ed
Them hollow tips at your head, bitch, I bet you dead
24’s on the Wagon, that’s that G Benz
Two 44’s looking like Siamese twins

[Chorus: Duece Poppi]
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
See, I’ma get this money
Rich everywhere and however it goes
And let me tell you something
If you owe me money, might as well owe the double-yo
So see, JAY-Z and JD might have told you money ain’t a thing
But that means money’s everything and for that money y’all make, them choppers sing
I’ll make them coppers bring
That yellow tape ’cause the whole thing
Can turn into a homicide scene if you fuck with the cream, mane
And I know Trick
And I know his click
But I let you slip, I let you slide
But I hope you motherfuckers don’t think I’ma let you die
Surprise, Pitbull get the last laugh
And whoever laughs last laughs the hardest
Whether now or later, y’all gonna pay me back regardless

[Interlude: Pitbull]
And y’all can take THAT to the bank, motherfuckers

[Chorus: Duece Poppi]
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy

[Verse 3: Plies]
Nigga, I’m from down here where everything fucked up
And every other month, the dope prices going up
And either you thugging down here or you in the church
‘Cause how I’m living, ain’t nothing like you see on BET
These crackers found five dead in the last week
So if you a pussy nigga, you better get the fuck out these streets
These young niggas 16 and 17 going Fed
These crackers hitting these young niggas with 20-year bids
How the fuck you get indicted? You never had a quarter brick
But down here, that’s how these pussy crackers play shit
And where I’m from, we respect Chevys more than we do Bentleys
‘Cause a motherfucking Bentley can’t fit them 26’s
And that money come a little faster out here in the south
We got the corner, nigga, and got our own dope house
And you can find me with a white tee with my pants dropped
With four at the bottom, pussy nigga, and four at the top

[Chorus: Duece Poppi]
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy
When you’re from down south, boy
Down south, boy
Way, way, way deep down south, boy

Depeche Mode – Lie to Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one

[Verse 1]
Experiences have a lasting impression
But words once spoken don’t mean a lot now
Belief is the way, the way of the innocent
And when I say innocent, I should say naive

[Pre-Chorus 1]
So lie to me, but do it with sincerity
Make me listen, just for a minute
Make me think there’s some truth in it

[Chorus]
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one

[Verse 2]
Promises made for convenience
Aren’t necessarily what we need
Truth is a word that’s lost its meaning
The truth has become merely half-truth

[Pre-Chorus 2]
So lie to me like they do it in the factory
Make me think that at the end of the day
Some great reward will be coming my way

[Chorus]
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one
Come on and lay with me
Come on and lie to me
Tell me you love me
Say I’m the only one

Plies – How I’m Living Lyrics

[Chorus]
This is how I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET
How I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET

[Verse 1]
Where I’m from, it’s a couple things that you won’t see
You ain’t gon’ see no Maybachs or no Bentleys
And you ain’t finna see no cribs worth a half a million
But there’s a couple things, nigga, that you will see
Niggas riding around with choppers on the front seat
And niggas posted in the dope hole trying to eat
And the police riding back to back, six deep
‘Cause what you see and what I see is two different things
I see niggas riding Chevys, a lot of cocaine
And where I’m from, niggas don’t drink Cris, mane
Niggas drink yak, crackers drink champagne
And when you niggas get rich, it’s funny how shit change
With that $200 for that Cris, I can get into the game
And cop me some of that hard or some of that white thing
If you’ve been in the hood, then how I’m living, why concern about you?
Now that you got a little money, nigga, you’ve been flipped this shit for crackers

[Chorus]
This is how I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET
How I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET

[Verse 2]
And in the hood, we want you impressed by 9:11
‘Cause every day in the hood is fucking 9/11
When 9/11 happened, it was just a couple killers
You’d find more killers around this bitch sitting in trucks, nigga
These boys like Bin Laden, but behind tint, nigga
The only difference is Bin Laden just gon’ send them
A true killer will get you himself, last I remember
A plane got to hit the World Trade a couple of more times
To catch up with all of these motherfuckers around here dying
And God, I want you to stop me if you think I’m lying
I bet there’s 10,000 open cases right now
And y’all depicted a couple off a thousand cases
Me and your motherfucking family need to trade places
So you can look around the hood and see all the sad faces
As soon as a nigga get killed, you hollering “drug related”
I know you can hear it in my voice, you can tell I’m hot, too
I feel the same way you feel, cracker, fuck you
A lot of men died in two days, but it don’t make the news
A little white girl come up missing, it’s all over the news
And you would give a bitch a million for a couple crews
I bet you need my people, cracker, before we need you

[Chorus]
This is how I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET
How I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
How I’m living, how I’m living
It ain’t nothing like you’ve seen on BET

[Outro]
The same shit happening everywhere around the world, dog
Your motherfucking hood ain’t no harder than mine
And my hood ain’t no harder than yours
Fort Myers, dog, AKA Pakistan
You already know what we call it
Duval, Tallahassee, Gainesville, West Palm
Lauderdale, Dade County, Tampa, St. Pete
Clearwater, Orlando, Polk County, Mims, Titusville
And all surrounding areas in between, dog
This how we living in Florida, nigga
Please believe it, baby
Florida, I told you I got you, my nigga
And when them motherfuckers put me on how I’m living
I’ll take you in my hood, nigga, ’cause that’s how I’m living

Tory Lanez – We Just Ride Lyrics

[Verse 1: RUSSELL]
You can catch me in an orange Pantanna with a swagger elite
In a normal whip, sittin in the pasindger seat
And maybe you can roll with me, cruisin down the whole city
So pretty, just chillin and bumpin old Biggi
Met with Tory, so I got the streets poppin
Drove around the citys from Tokio to Mississippi
We never look back, we face the road
Just a couple young teens with no place to go
Took my friends with me, soon got enough after
I hated paying $3 for a buss transfer
So I’d sit up in my whip with my crew, and tell m, when I’m famous, Imma get you a new
Clean whip to crues the streets, in that, I’d be a live threat
But he’d be up under the will, cause I don’t drive yet
Talkin bout the future, when I’m blown up and that
So I can go and turn that lil tiney whip to a Phantom

[Chorus: RUSSELL]
We just ride, cops see under the dash
Throgh your hand back, I prommised the rest
We just ride, know we do it and run it
Just chill on the road, while music be bumpin

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
And you can catch me in my Ralph Laurents, so look out for me, spot me by the balkany
Rather be on my different Ms, louder than your little sister is
Mister Mister take your little sister from her inisents
Yeah, I sware I’m feelin bigger than ever
Since I’ve been thinkin propellers
Make a fella fly, like damb, man, I get hella high
I be higher than an addict in the sky
My cool fool’s super cool fools shoes on
Blue armored whip crush like crutons
My whole crew arms, I think I might do time
We used to skateboard, and matter a fact, we hated cars
I laugh about it cause I’m older now
And now them windows getting colder and skateboards don’t hold you down
Be what I be, I’m layed back gettin them aged racks
I’m famous, Maybacks in my lane, you feel me
Tory!

[Chorus: RUSSELL]
We just ride, cops see under the dash
Throgh your hand back, I prommised the rest
We just ride, know we do it and run it
Just chill on the road, while music be bumpin