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Young M.A – Smoove Kriminal Lyrics

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[Intro]
Smooth ass nigga, man

[Verse 1]
I’m a smooth criminal
And when you say my name, use two syllables (“M.A.”)
I’m finna get some money, what are you finna do?
My jewelry so sick, I need a new physical (Woo, woo, woo)
I don’t even want her if she too typical (No)
The woman of my dreams will be a true miracle (True)
Don’t got time for love because it’s too difficult
I can tell you ’bout my past, but it’s just too critical (Damn)
Don’t like a lot of people, they be too miserable (True)
Drama, drama, drama, it’s just too pitiful (True)
This industry is fake, it’s just too fictional (Damn)
I can school your favorite rappers, I’m your new principal
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ha ha

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ayy)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s right)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin, [?] unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (What I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (That’s right, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Smooth with it, and I’m cool with it (And I’m cool with it)
And you won’t know I move with it, when I move with it (When I move)
New AP, I just put a pool in it (I put a pool in it)
With the white face, like I put a moon in it (I put a moon in it)
Porsche, Porsche with the horse, vroom, vroom in it (Skrrt)
When the cops “whoop, whoop”, zoom, zoom in it (Skrrt)
Never snitchin’, you would never hear, “You did it” (No)
Tell the pig, “Oh, we don’t know who did it” (We don’t know!)
I had a lot of bad days, needed better days (Uh huh)
Why the hate never leave? Love never stays (Never stays)
I’m in the bank and my bag arm in my waist (In my waist)
I’m in my bag and my business, arm in my lane (In my lane)
I stay away from it, I went and got my groceries
And I made somethin’ (I made somethin’)
And if I had to change somethin’, I’ma change nothin’ (Change, no)
And if they try to take somethin’, I’ma spray somethin’
And I’ma lay somethin’ (Brr)
‘Cause

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ooh)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s what I do)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (That’s what I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (I don’t need it)
No

[Bridge]
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy (Moonwalkin’, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy (Ooh, watch out, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ to the paper, ayy (Ooh, watch out for my money, hey)
I’m moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I’m a smooth criminal
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction

Kevin Gates – Fatal Attraction Lyrics

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[Intro]
It ain’t a day that go by that I don’t think about you
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
(Yeah, women are smart)
(Women are smart)
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 1]
I was in a pretty cool mood, needed action
I pull up in something vroom vroom, push your back in
I was in a very dark place, I wasn’t happy
You came in my life and that balance got established
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Don’t be touching me, I’m delicate, you need to be fucked well
Your boyfriend a detective, hit from the back, say fuck 12
With your water, you just cover me and bae say, “Aw, yeah”

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 2]
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
I’m in your stomach, I’m in your ribs, I’m ringing your love bell
I’m on your mind, they callin’ you that
I hit decline, ain’t calling you back
I been neglected, showing affection
I got protection from all of that
I’m on the grind, I’m balling with stacks
It was a blessing to be in my presence
You wasn’t fine before all of that
You a finesser, got a lil’ stress
I wasn’t applyin’, I’m fallin’ back
I got a new dancer
Whenever I’m smashin’, she go to scratching
Look like a panther just been climbing on my back

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Outro]
From attraction
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

Kevin Gates – Face Down Lyrics

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[Intro]
Damn, Chose, beat this ***** up
She always tell me that she mad, then I touch her soul
She always tell me that we done and then she touch her toes
They always tell her she should leave, she tell ’em they don’t know
She say she can’t take no more and turn around and take some more

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 1]
I tell the truth, if that’s a problem, go find you a yes man (Right)
Please don’t blame me for the problems you had with the next man (Cleared for departure)
Need to make up your mind ‘fore the jet land
You know I’m fly, pass you by, ain’t hard to get jetlag
Stuck in my ways, over the phone you talkin’ sideways (Hello)
Up in my face, want me to park this dick in your driveway (Right)
Pullin’ your hair, you callin’ me, “Daddy,” huh, know it’s a cryin’ shame
Sex too hard, show no remorse when you makin’ that cryin’ face (Yes, Lord)

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 2]
I bite your cheeks with my teeth, then *kiss* the top of your ass-crack (Your ass-crack)
Bend you over, kiss the top of your shoulders, gettin’ your ass smacked
I nibble the back of your neck and lick in your ear, you knowin’ I’m here
Not too loud ’cause you got neighbors around, but I want ’em to hear
Bae, I love the face you makin’ when I’m in your stomach in front of the mirror (Ayy)
And we had an argument, I’m solvin’ it when I rip from the rear
I’ll eat your clit out from behind, I crack a smile, a chandelier
You shot the text, applyin’ pressure, Breadwinner atmosphere

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down (Face down)

[Outro]
DJ Chose

Young M.A – Sober Thoughts Lyrics

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[Intro: Max YB]
Oh, nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah, ya-yeah

[Verse 1: Young M.A.]
Disciplinin’ my habits, went distant on my attachments
I had to turn my presence to absence
Stuck in a cage, questionin’ the hours and days
Depressional phase, my tunnel vision startin’ to fade
I started to marry my thoughts, already engaged
Not knowing my next move had me going insane
Depending on alcohol to get me over the pain
Praying my habit don’t ever have me turn to cocaine
I won’t allow this temporary pain to turn to a stain
I wanna live but my joy for life is stuck in the grave
God I need you more than ever, I was hoping you came
So used to holdin’ shit in, it’s kinda hard to explain
Picasso the best way to put it
Before you knew the meaning of it, you misunderstood it
Far from perfect, did a lot of shit I knew I shouldn’t
Duckin’ my demons but they comin’ like a movin’ bullet
Shit, it’s crazy out here, it’s like I love it and I hate it out here
Gotta be mentally stable out here, just to make it out here
Never slippin’, everyday I’m aware
If I ain’t got it, I’ll go get it, and I’ll make it appear
Tough love, being assertive, that’s the way that I care
When I’m distant and I ignore you, then to me you ain’t there
When I erase you that’s when you worry, replace yo ass in a hurry
That’s the truth, not a dare, nigga do not compare

[Chorus: Max YB]
All this pain in me, I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me, these niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong, stay strong
I’ve been fightin’ all my life, oh
May God watch my soul

[Verse 2: Young M.A.]
Only people that think that I fell off is people who wasn’t supportin’ before the fame and the fortune
My fanbase was already a force and
I was sellin’ out shows before the radio sources
Meanin’ the grind of independence what got me in it
Not a co-sign or a mention and this is not fiction
Now I’m feelin’ attention from muhfuckers that once was dick-lickin’, and pic-flickin’ friendship
And this isn’t no damn fool
I know the game so it’s cool
And when you play the game, play it by the rules, uh
Mama ain’t raise no coon, I know the difference between loved and used
Life is just hugs and bruises, care and crew
Fuck desire, my heart pump fire, ooh
Don’t inhale my fumes, I’m toxic, caged in like zoos
Boxed in like boxin’, in the studio locked in
Man you couldn’t walk a block in my shoes
Not even my socks, shit
Came from the bottom that’s why I fuck with the top shit
I’m talkin’ ’bout that never, ever, ever in stock shit
I don’t pop shit, I speak knowledge, just call me a prophet
And if you pay attention then you payin’ homage
Cheap jeans with paid pockets, this poundcake got these weight watchers weight watchin’, uh
I ain’t stoppin’ like Hov said
Sit in front of the Bentley, with the doors out like bow-legs
I hate a bitch with a fat ass and no legs
I love a bitch with some crack pussy and dope head
Broke bread with niggas, all I got was a thank you
And you got some other niggas out here sayin’ they made you, ha
The game tryin’ to erase you, got my foot on they necks
You disrespect the tech I’ll give you a facial, uh
Apologies to my exes, and no this ain’t my confessions
Appreciate your time and investment, patience and effort
Having ya’ll was part of a blessin’
Y’all all belong on the cover of Essence
No hard feelings, no love lost
No bad blood, your love is a bad drug
But better to have love than no love
I need a blunt, KorLeone, can you roll one?
And smoke one?

[Chorus: Max YB]
All this pain in me, I want it washed away
I gotta keep faith in me, these niggas want me dead
I gotta stay strong, stay strong
I’ve been fightin’ all my life, oh
May God watch my soul, ah

[Outro: Max YB]
Oh, all these battles I’ve been fighting
Ooh, all these battles I’ve been fighting
I just gotta keep on goin’ on, on and on, and on, ooh-oh

Kevin Gates – By My Lonely Lyrics

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[Intro]
Killers in my hood, they know me by my first name
You know ’em by their work name, I know ’em by their birth name
Type of weight make a man stand on principle
Kill yourself but get your whole fam slammed on principle

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, Speaker Knockerz, I just ordered up, I got a hundred in
Keep the mop, watch how you talk to me, bitch, I’m not one of them
General for real, g-give a decree, the streets salute me
Sweaty sheets, jumpin’ up outta my sleep, this how we gotta go eat
Safety pin apiece, cocaine resin stuck on the side of the scale
Watchin’ the cameras
If you can deal with the smell, dealin’ with paraphernal’
Weight in the pale, keepin’ ’em off of the trail
Texture up under my nails
Storm comin’, bond money, inevitable that you sit in a cell

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)

[Verse 2]
Sick and tired of my phone ringin’, workin’ that bitch, I’m takin’ a call (Hello)
Workin’ with bricks, I’m drivin’ a car, (Killer) got my body hard
Big ol’ stepper with a rod, shop in the mall, no bodyguard
Heavy metal in my section, I’m controllin’, I’m in charge
It’s the heavily respected, I’ll take a bitch to war
Bitch, I got steppers in my section, bodies on their firearms
Blow the clothes off your back, boom, boom, set off car alarms
C-C-Carbon with a drum, tiger, you no try to run
Give a fuck ’bout your Chanel (I don’t)
I’m tied in with the mayor (Achoo)
Go sit down, went to jail
I’m part of the cartel
I’m a Breadwinner don and we came up from nothin’
And we prayed off crumbs, I was raised in the slums

[Chorus]
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (Lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
I had to make a couple bands by my lonely (By my lonely)
Fuck nigga, I don’t wanna be your homie (For real)