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Zoey Dollaz – Mula (Remix) (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Zoey Dollaz]
Got that Remedy, yeah
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]
I done fell in love, with some money (yeah, some money)
I done left my girl, I ain’t sorry (yea, sorry)
Nigga, think about when I was broke (yeah, I’m broke)
Fuck that, I ain’t goin’ back no more (yeah, no more)
Fuck around and found some dope (some dope)
I ain’t finna hit no licks no more (no more)
I’ma take Mula to the jeweller
Diamonds on my neck, freezin’ like a cooler
Like woah, woah, damn my nigga, froze
Nigga, gettin’ money now (money now)
Look at all these hoes (hoes)
Where the fuck, was you was at?
When I was broke?
Only stickin’ with my day ones
Yeah, my bros (Mula)

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Mula on my mind, on my mind, brain tumor
So addicted to her, faithful and restricted to her
I know she been around but a lot of niggas blew her
I’ma take good care of her
Make sure you aware of her
Put her on the table, break her down like a skeleton
Sippin’ on the gelatin
Smokin’ on the melatin
It’s just me and my girlfriend, Makaveli-in’
I told wifey she too pricey
And then I went got icy
A nigga get poltergeist-y for the Breitling
If you baller blocking, invite me
I cheated on my girl, she still recuperating
It’s Weezy Baby and Mula
But our friends call us Mula Baby
I’m gone

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Outro: Zoey Dollaz]
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

Zoey Dollaz – Mula (Remix) (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Zoey Dollaz]
Got that Remedy, yeah
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]
I done fell in love, with some money (yeah, some money)
I done left my girl, I ain’t sorry (yea, sorry)
Nigga, think about when I was broke (yeah, I’m broke)
Fuck that, I ain’t goin’ back no more (yeah, no more)
Fuck around and found some dope (some dope)
I ain’t finna hit no licks no more (no more)
I’ma take Mula to the jeweller
Diamonds on my neck, freezin’ like a cooler
Like woah, woah, damn my nigga, froze
Nigga, gettin’ money now (money now)
Look at all these hoes (hoes)
Where the fuck, was you was at?
When I was broke?
Only stickin’ with my day ones
Yeah, my bros (Mula)

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Mula on my mind, on my mind, brain tumor
So addicted to her, faithful and restricted to her
I know she been around but a lot of niggas blew her
I’ma take good care of her
Make sure you aware of her
Put her on the table, break her down like a skeleton
Sippin’ on the gelatin
Smokin’ on the melatin
It’s just me and my girlfriend, Makaveli-in’
I told wifey she too pricey
And then I went got icy
A nigga get poltergeist-y for the Breitling
If you baller blocking, invite me
I cheated on my girl, she still recuperating
It’s Weezy Baby and Mula
But our friends call us Mula Baby
I’m gone

[Chorus: Zoey Dollaz]
I cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Took her to the mall, then I took her to the jeweller (yeah)
I might fuck around, then go put her in the bank (yeah)
When you gettin’ money, give a fuck ’bout what they think (yeah)
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula
Like oh woah, oh, oh, oh
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

[Outro: Zoey Dollaz]
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)
Cheated on my girl with a bitch named Mula (yeah)

YFN Lucci – Street Kings (feat. Meek Mill)

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Uh, know I’m from the projects
In the hood know I still got on all my shit
100k on my neck
Die for my respect
Tryin’ ride on the kid, fuck around and wreck
Play you, die, you next
Uh, true number one got ’em upset
I’ve been on my young fly shit since a lil’ jet, true shit
A whole lot of broomsticks what we move with
Don’t be jumping in shit you ain’t got nothin’ to do with
Sweep yo’ block like a house sweep, y’all all sweet
Never been the type to call all beef, don’t call me
Nigga talkin’ ’bout he gon’ off me, they lost me
They tryin’ do me like Jeezy, they tryin’ cross me
I’ma give a nigga the full clip ’til it’s all E
After bloodshed ain’t no sorry, I’m sorry
We was all broke now we all kings
Gotta get the fuck up out the hood by any means
We all G’s

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Shout out my niggas that stayed down
That’s why they still with me I came up
Got some money and look what they sayin’ now
But they tell you them niggas stand up, I manned up
And I turned a dollar to a thousand, turned a thousand to a million, moved my mom’s to public housing
Had to put her in that mansion, for the hood I got a Audi
And they tell me that I’m losin’, man you niggas fuckin’ wildin’
When they killed Lil’ Snupe, I took a L
Young trap niggas from the bottom, we prevailed
We had got expelled before they taught us how to spell
We ain’t never go to math but knew them numbers on that scale
Busting’ bricks sellin’ bails, I ain’t never tell
Only thing a nigga takin’ from me is a shell
Hood of broken dreams, we was to raising hell
If you was from my hood, then you would never get a cell
Fuck nigga!

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Uh, young street nigga tryin’ make some millions
I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
These niggas talk about it but they never did shit
And we ain’t really smelling that shit
When you made it out the slums then you the trillest
Running with yo’ day ones, yeah, you the realest
Uh, I know you hear me but you gotta feel me
Young street nigga tryin’ make some millions

Marlo – Thinking Out Loud

[Intro]
Bring that money counter baby
I’m just thinking out loud
I’m just thinking out loud

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

[Verse 1]
And I do this for my Bourne Home niggas
I know we still the realest
And my hood birthed a whole lot of killers
And I still wish that Lo was still living
And we still say that he the king nigga
So it’s shouts out to Lo, he my nigga
And I’m still repping NDC nigga
You know I’m still NDC nigga
You know I’m down to ride for my niggas
You know I’m down to slide with my niggas
I don’t give a fuck ’bout none nigga, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

[Verse 2]
They gave bird a long time for that iron
He didn’t snitch on none nigga, he took his time
He stood up like a man and took the ride
And I’m still thinkin’ about how Marlo died
AndI answer for my question deep inside
And that nigga Black Dog he one thousand
And a nigga Steve took off project housing
Put the bricks all in the wall and the house
So you know them birds flying down South
Came up in the game, my frown
Get in by the time it’s goin’ down

[Chorus]
I’m having thoughts in my head, it’s only one way to get this bread
Throwing rocks at the feds, fuck the narcs and the pigs
I’ma get money by any means necessary
I got a big load, I gotta carry
I hope I miss the drought in February
These niggas gon’ be down, it’s never worried
And I hope you niggas know I’m never worried
I take a perc then I please all my pain
Got me walking through the mud and the rain
I feel my soul going through my damn veins
I’m just thinking out loud
Got my head to the cloud
I wish C could see me now
I know he’d be proud
I scream free Lil Tay
I wish he were still here
And I’m lowkey sharing the Rari whippin’, yeah

Lloyd Banks – Mighty Healthy Freestyle

[Intro]
You know who the fuck it is
2018
Two thousand and make cream
At Your Request

[Verse: Lloyd Banks & Ghostface Killah]
Masked up on my last case
Figured no face, no karma
Throwin’ salt at me
Prefer my shade by Dolce Gabbana
Rideable, bet the [?] and kinda rotation out of Stamford
Nothin’ fall for anything
Prada replace the dollar
Havin’ 70s gettin’ bent out of shape and I’m a tip-top
Want this shit? Gotta fight to get on like Love & Hip Hop
Mary Jane’ll tie me up, fell in love with the Ziploc
I done seen your true colors for green niggas to flip-flop
Hope you take your best shot followed by something tragic
Have to show you Cs and I’ll spit in your face like a battle rapper
Shit, I only hit the weed slow, came up a rabbit clapper
Prayed on the God, glow and he gave it to me, tabernacle
Never really like [?], hate you, know to my next feed
Baguette sleeve
A loyal my begger’s my pet peeve
Time for me to jet, heavy time on the jet skis
The dopest supplier, you trippin’ to let the connect leave
Audacity dissin’ veterans puttin’ up tanking and numbers
Ain’t no deuce deuce in yo’ boot, them fuckin’ ankle huggers
When we hug these mics we get busy
I’m thinkin’ "Who is he?"
A stupid motherfucker [?] smooth and dumping free work all over to feed the customers
Settin’ the soundtrack for the realer kind of greatest hustlers
Haters to fuel up the fire, doubters to act astounded
Smoke for the watches, gorilla glue with the wax around it
Dollars to rev up the ops and ammo to back them down with
Double bottoms for ass kickin’, the black and brown shits
Certifications debatable, take a fall stay quiet
Your fan base ain’t gone save you, you hit the floor stage divin’
Fire trail from me flying
You takin’ off? Brave pilot
You makin’ moves? Stay silent
You crossed the crew’s gray island
Don’t box me into your categories I’m alien
Them records, I hear nothin’ but fear in ’em
Break a chair on ’em
I see a nigga dye one more color I disappear again
Y’all breedin’ bitches
My blade give a cesarean
I give it everything I had, another high speed choice
Thinkin’ "what more do you want from me?" in Tyrese voice
All we do is make a it stack the homicide green boys
Unnecessary altercations keep the concrete moist
I hate makin’ shit, disciplinary though
Limited edition lab coat, Louie Supreme collabo’

[Outro]
For every blow, depends on breath control
So it’s the first thing you must learn
Fortunately it’s easy
You’ll soon learn