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A Boogie wit da Hoodie – Voices in My Head Lyrics

[Intro]
Monsta’s gon’ tear it up

[Verse 1]
All she ever wanted was my heart to hurt
No attachments, just a Gucci purse
She know I’m mad rich, she think I’m usin’ her
My diamonds mad rich, they so rude to her
And the way I’m actin’ is all due to her
If I think she thottin’, I’m gon’ do it first
I’m gon’ call my side bitch and we gon’ do the work
She know I’m from Highbridge, my chain show through the shirt
The feds locked my man up, free Montana
Damn, all he ever wanted was his bands up
They gave him 10 years for nothin’, keep your head up
If any niggas start to fret, nigga, lay ’em out
Just listen to all my tracks
‘Cause I don’t wanna do no interviews, I’m not into that
And I be feelin’ like I’m Malcolm, I got the X on my back
And every nigga in the X can vouch for me, that’s a fact
I dropped my first mixtape and yeah, that shit ran laps
By the time I dropped The Bigger Artist, like seven million in plaques
Got too much gold, I’m way too smart to leave my crib without straps
And any nigga run up on us gon’ get hit like that
And I’ma be like nigga started what I started
Skinny nigga with a Patek and a Pyrex
Any nigga could get embarrassed, come and try it
Any nigga could get a bad bitch, just go and buy shit

[Chorus]
I know, I know
You’re just like all the bitches I know
Why do you know all the bitches I know?
I think we’re better off as rivals, yeah
I know, I know
Why do you know all the bitches I know?
You’re just like all the bitches I know
You’re just like all my fuckin’ rivals, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I know, I know
You’re just like all the bitches I know
Insecure, so you got that lipo
I feel like I’m the rappin’ Michael, yeah
I think I’m better off without you
And you think I don’t know about the things you do
But I do all the same fuckin’ things you do
We are both the same, I am just like you, yeah
I know that you get in your feelings, baby, me too
Sometimes I swear I say some shit that I don’t mean to
I make you feel a type of way, I make you evil
When I was broke, they used to treat me like I’m see-through
They killed my nigga Quado in the projects
And then they killed Beasty, free PeeWee
I swear to God, somebody better die next
And if it’s one of my niggas, nigga, free me

Young Scooter – I Need a Real Bitch Lyrics

[Intro: Young Scooter]
Ayy Twaun, turn that beat down, haha
Haha
Allergic to broke bitches, haha

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Me and my boss bitch, we makin’ moves (We makin’ moves)
Finesse a nigga quick, that’s what she do (Finesse)
Me and my boss bitch, we countin’ up checks (Count up)
Sheisty bitch, she’ll steal that chain from ’round your neck (Yeah)
Jugg queen, my lil’ bitch, she act a fool (She act a fool)
Road runnin’, I had to take that bitch to Skoob (Road runner)
Vacuum seal a half a million, that’s how we move (Yeah)
She super gutter, rob a nigga without a tool

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
My bitch a criminal like Mike, yeah, she smooth (Yeah, she smooth)
In the streets it ain’t no motherfuckin’ rules
Real talk, you know that money overrule
How to traffic bricks, I took her ass to school (Traffic bricks)
If you listen to what I say then we can’t lose (Nah)
She went from Air Max to three thousand dollar shoes (True story)
Lick over a ticket, that’s the only way I move (Count up)
My bitch explicit, that’s with everything she do (Finesse)
I need a boss bitch, bad bitch (Bad bitch)
I’m runnin’ from broke bitches (Runnin’ from broke bitches)
Shittin’ on my ex bitch, gettin’ rich with real niggas (Yeah)
Allergic to broke niggas (Broke), life ain’t a joke, nigga
Pussy nigga piss me off, I let his ho work the door, nigga (Street)

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Me and my boss bitch, we makin’ moves (We makin’ moves)
Finesse a nigga quick, that’s what she do (Finesse)
Me and my boss bitch, we countin’ up checks (Count up)
Sheisty bitch, she’ll steal that chain from ’round your neck (Yeah)
Jugg queen, my lil’ bitch, she act a fool (She act a fool)
Road runnin’, I had to take that bitch to Skoob (Road runner)
Vacuum seal a half a million, that’s how we move (Yeah)
She super gutter, rob a nigga without a tool

[Verse 2: Karlae]
Okay, Karlae, yeah
See I never let a nigga get too close (Yeah)
And if I let them double back, that’s a kick door (Yeah)
Tunnel vision, I’m the first to spot his foe (First to spot his foe)
With half these niggas say they hard, but they gon’ fold (Yeah)
Yeah, check 400K, yeah, shout out to a real one (Yeah)
Tryna play me out some pussy, I got the right one (Not me)
I been the boss bitch, and you better bring that check in (Yeah)
But I do not check in
A lot of ice on me, Wayne Gretsky
Gotta hit the class for a lesson
Told Scooter gon’ bring the Tech in
Big pockets on me, bitch, I’m precious (Yeah)
Flawless diamond my necklace (Yeah)
No jeweler, we’ll leave you neckless (Yeah)
And if I fucked him once, he still pressin’ (Yeah)
Been down with Black Amigo (Yeah)
Pretty hair black bitch like a migo (Yeah)
Keep me on him like his pistol (Ugh)

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Me and my boss bitch, we makin’ moves (We makin’ moves)
Finesse a nigga quick, that’s what she do (Finesse)
Me and my boss bitch, we countin’ up checks (Count up)
Sheisty bitch, she’ll steal that chain from ’round your neck (Yeah)
Jugg queen, my lil’ bitch, she act a fool (She act a fool)
Road runnin’, I had to take that bitch to Skoob (Road runner)
Vacuum seal a half a million, that’s how we move (Yeah)
She super gutter, rob a nigga without a tool

[Verse 3: Miss Mulatto]
Yeah, yeah
I’m a real ass bitch, that’s why he fuck with me (Yeah)
And my nigga in the streets, ain’t no one touchin’ me
I been taxin’ for the purse, I can’t do shit for free (Brrt)
Told him keep his chains on when he fuckin’ me (Uh, yeah)
He got that Ruger, ain’t fightin’ no more, I got shooters, yeah, yeah
Lil’ bitch, I’m cooler, I been countin’ up like a ruler, yeah, yeah
Bad bitch, he tryna lock me down like a troop, yeah
Bad bitch, know I’ma ride that nigga like a scooter, yeah
If he say get him, I got him, it ain’t a problem, we gon’ set his ass up
He want a lil’ bitch that’s poppin’, lil’ bitch that got it, one to put the cash up
Better keep the shit tucked (Yeah)
We gon’ wet his ass up
Nigga playin’ like he tough
I’ma make him fall in love, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Me and my boss bitch, we makin’ moves (We makin’ moves)
Finesse a nigga quick, that’s what she do (Finesse)
Me and my boss bitch, we countin’ up checks (Count up)
Sheisty bitch, she’ll steal that chain from ’round your neck (Yeah)
Jugg queen, my lil’ bitch, she act a fool (She act a fool)
Road runnin’, I had to take that bitch to Skoob (Road runner)
Vacuum seal a half a million, that’s how we move (Yeah)
She super gutter, rob a nigga without a tool

RuPaul – Don’t Funk It Up Lyrics

[Chorus: Lizzo]
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it
(Well, here I come, ooh, henny!)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
(Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it (Don’t funk it up)

[Verse 1: Gia Gunn]
For those of you who don’t know me
I put the “T” in the “LGB”
Don’t worry about what you call me
‘Cause I know who I be
I’m a woman who does drag
But don’t confuse me with those hags
Be the best you and I’ll be
The best that I can be, yes, God!

[Verse 2: Latrice Royale]
Situation got you feeling down and low
In times like that, you gotta let it go
Got you all uptight, better stand up, fight
Just know everything’s gonna be alright
And you can always count on your friends
The answers are right there within
So, be bold, be strong, get your life, go on
Don’t let haters dim your light, shine bright, bright

[Chorus: Lizzo]
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
(Well, here I come, ooh, henny!)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it (Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
(Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it (Don’t funk it up)

[Verse 3: Manila Luzon]
Give it everything you’ve got
You rock, then things go wrong
Might not go the way you want
Take it from me, Manila Luzon
If you fail, girl, so what?
If you fell, get back up
Gotta try, try, try again

[Verse 4: Trinity The Tuck]
Clap back, time to say “no more”
Hear the people’s voice that you can’t ignore
We’re here to fight for our equal right
Girl, no fake news, gotta tell the truth
No time for hate, so let’s go, uh
They say, “shut up,” tell them no, uh
Where’s the love? Standing up, it’s time to fight
Get psyched, get hype, spread the love ’cause it’s right

[Verse 5: Valentina]
I love you so much, mi amor, so much I wanna die
If you were to hurt me, baby, I’m leaving tonight
Eres mi amor y te regalo mi coochie-coo
When loving you, baby, [?] crazy
‘Cause I am not the fool

[Chorus: Lizzo]
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
(Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it (Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it, don’t funk it up
(Don’t funk it up)
Don’t funk it up
If you’re gonna funk it (Don’t funk it up)

[Outro: Lizzo]
Ooh, ooh, woah
Don’t funk it up

Hillsong UNITED – Whole Heart Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold me now
In the hands that created the heavens
Find me now
Where the grace runs as deep as Your scars

[Chorus 1]
You pulled me from the clay
Set me on a rock
Called me by your name
And my heart whole again

[Verse 2]
Lifted up
And my knees know it’s all for Your glory
That I might stand
With more reasons to sing than to fear

[Chorus 1]
You pulled me from the clay
Set me on a rock
Called me by your name
And my heart whole again

[Chorus 2]
So here I stand
High in surrender
I need You now
Hold my heart
Now and forever
My soul cries out
Once I was broken
But You loved my whole heart through
Sin has no hold on me
’Cause your grace holds me now

[Verse 3]
And that grace
Owns the ground where the grave did
Where all my shame remains
Left for dead in Your wake
You crashed those age-old gates
You left no stone unturned
You stepped out of that grave
And shouldered me all the way

[Chorus 2]
So here I stand
High in surrender
I need You now
Hold my heart
Now and forever
My soul cries out
Once I was broken
But You loved my whole heart through
Sin has no hold on me
‘Cause your grace holds me now

[Bridge]
Healed and forgiven
Look where my chains are now
Death has no hold on me
‘Cause Your grace holds that ground
And your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now

[Chorus 2]
Here I stand
High in surrender
I need You now
Hold my heart
Now and forever
My soul cries out

So here I stand
High in surrender
I need You now
Hold my heart
Now and forever
My soul cries out

Once I was broken
But You loved my whole heart through
Sin has no hold on me
’Cause your grace holds me now

[Bridge]
Healed and forgiven
Look where my chains are now
Death has no hold on me
‘Cause Your grace holds that ground
And your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now

Healed and forgiven
Look where my chains are now
Death has no hold on me
‘Cause Your grace holds that ground
And your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now
Your grace holds me now

21 Savage – ​a&t Lyrics

[Intro]
Good job 1st

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
(Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
(21) If you play the paint, I’ma go for the 3 (Straight Up)
She don’t dribble balls, but she good with the D
Stay on Fashio Nova cuz’ she get it for free
She at home, but her Instagram location the beach
She at home bro
Ass phat, baby can I grab that? (God damn)
Booty viral, that shit need a hashtag (Yes ma’am)
She walkin’ into work like where the bags at? (21, 21)
Hit a couple models, but I love the ratchets

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
(Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me

[Verse 2: Yung Miami]
Where my big dick diamond rocking foreign driving niggas at? (Where they at?)
Big shit poppin’, fuck that talkin’, where them dollas at?
100 bad bitches in the club on some hustle shit (Yup)
If you ain’t breaking bread, please don’t you touch a bitch
Bills (I got bills), I gotta pay (I gotta pay)
If you gon’ handle it for me, then we can play (We can play)
All depending how you spend it, you can stay (You can stay)
When it’s bout that money youngin’, don’t discriminate (Haha)
I don’t wanna smoke yo’ weed, I don’t wanna meet yo’ homie (nah)
We ain’t gotta let me lead if you find a nigga with it on him
I’m 21 ’bout it baby, I need that cash, you feel me?
So, if you ain’t got that bag, don’t grind my ass, you hear me?

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
(Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties (Ayy), come get savage with me

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Drop it to the flo’ after she wobble and twist (Straight up)
I like em natural, I don’t like plastic booties and lip
Struggling strippers always tryna sneak in the vip (21)
You ain’t get no wristband, then you can’t get no tip (Nope)
Got a bitch a brand new G wagon and I snatched her stomach, she happy (She snatched)
100 racks on me, I’m sagging (Yeah)
Made it out the bottom, I’m braggin’ (Straight up)
Came in the club with all that fake ass jewelry on, threw a hundred dollars, he cappin’ (Cappin’)
Before I walk around trying to act like I’m something I ain’t, I quit rapping (On God)
I had to start selling bundles of weave, you wouldn’t even get her hair done (21)
If a nigga had a chance, he’d fuck my bitch, that’s why I don’t even spare none (On God)
I’m so 21, I’m so 4L, play with this shit, get redrummed (Straight up)
Bullets so big, I could be in Zone 6, fuck around and hit a nigga in Belgium (21)

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, he throw money, twenties (Bounce that)
Ass and titties, ass and titties (Shake that)
Ass and titties, come get savage with me

[Outro: 21 Savage & Yung Miami]
Ass and titties, hunnids and fifties (21)
Yeah, I got a girl, don’t leave no hickies (On God)
St. Laurent panties she don’t wear Vicky (Straight Up)
I’m her sugar son, her sugar daddy was 50
Bounce that
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that, ayy
Shake that, ayy
Bounce that