Current Hip Hop

Verse 1:
Why do niggas talk like hoes
That's something the world may never know
Since I'm going imma get my dough
Imma get it all up out ya hoe
Pull up in the scrape gettin duckets
You pull up in the scrape and it's a bucket
And I'm just tryna have a good time
But I'll whoop a nigga ass before a nigga whoop mine
What you say?!
You ain't tryna get the cake like that
I ain't trippin cuz these niggas they be fake like that
Why do niggas even hate like that
You gone mess around and catch 28 like that
I know you don't be getting cake like that
Actin gangsta but you ain't like that
You gone mess around and meet your fucking fate like that

Chorus:
And I'm just tryna ball like a bald head
You talkin bout some money you could call here
I don't fucking play I need all mines
You can come and roll if you roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Come an roll right now

Verse 2:
Listen to my campaign
Last night I took a bath in champagne
With a pretty girl named Champagne
You can say I'm doing my damn thang
If you wanna hate don't nigga
Talking but you won't nigga
Do a damn thing
I don't want drama I just wanna ride clean yeah
You know I shine bright like a diamond
So you do what I say like Simon
I'm hot like cayenne
Like my nigga Nef I'm big tymin whoa
I hope that booty soft
I'm tryna get some boss in the muthafuckin loft
And I always keep my word
If she don't keep her word then I kick her to the curb

Chorus:
And I'm just tryna ball like a bald head
You talkin bout some money you could call here
I don't fucking play I need all mines
You can come and roll if you roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Come an roll right now

Verse 3:
Had about a 100 in my pocket
Left with 10k in my wallet
Tryna do it big every day yo
See a pretty girl and be like ay yo
What you wanna do? You see me and mines
Rollin with the crew
Rillaz like a zoo
Every time you see us
Every time you see us
All these niggas wanna be us
Your boyfriend wack he be ridin in a Prius
I be ridin in that muthafuckin brand new C-S
Benzo
My nigga whippin a Lorenzo
McClaren just to run a errand on a hit hoe
You know how I do it
Every time I'm rhymin I be rollin and I'm fluid
Your girlfriend love me she been struck by Cupid
And if you keep talkin I'll leave you stuck on stupid

Chorus:
And I'm just tryna ball like a bald head
You talkin bout some money you could call here
I don't fucking play I need all mines
You can come and roll if you roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Roll, roll, roll right now
Come an roll right now

Intro:
I'm a need everybody to get up out they chair, move straight to the dance floor on this one you know what I'm talking about, it's going down straight like that you know what I'm saying, I need everybody up everybody up on yah feet, DJ spin this..

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Verse 1:
Bounce bounce left to right yeah yah boy stay fresh getting wasted in the club and ain't barring no plex, tell them haters who's next yeah I got my money right you can catch me in the club getting wasted all night, old girl looking good old girl looking good think I seen her in the hood think I seen her in the hood, shawty swing it my way shawty swing it my way, that's how I do it everyday now let me hear the club say...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Verse 2:
ATXYoungTee yeah baby that's me smell the Issey Miyake in the club one deep yeah I roll by myself gotta die by myself my uncle told me these boys bad for yah health, you been waiting for this moment here all day long I'm chocolate wasted now where a playa go wrong more shots of Patron more shots of Patron tell the DJ turn it up baby this my song, now...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night bounce bounced left to right get wasted all night bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night, bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Verse 3:
Yeah boy money long like a bus route ask me where I'm from tell em deep down south, when I step out on the scene everybody show me love except for them haters yeah you know they showing mugs, but I don't really care its real plain to see that most of em mad cause they can't be me, look left then right keep the plex in sight don't start no trouble I'm trying to have a good night so...

Hook:
Bounced bounce left to right get wasted all night bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Hook:
Bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night bounce bounced left to right get wasted all night bounce bounce left to right get wasted all night in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Bridge:
We bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right we bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right, we bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right in the club every week cause I got my money right...

Bridge:
We bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right we bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right, we bounce bounce bounce bounce bouncing left to right in the club every week cause I got my money right... Ha Ha Yeah!!

Verse 1:
This feeling got me high
But I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
Like we flying... but what will pull down
If my dream is still around, and I feel like I am found

Chorus:
I don't wanna be lost up in this world

Verse 2:
I've been down that dead end road
The hard times would test my soul
Never thought that I'd get so close
To the top but had to stop and reset my goals
But now I know nothing comes for free
Rocking with a team that has love for me
Can't be out of the loop gotta be up to speed
Life is filled with these custom dreams
Trust that we could make this better
Define the lines between pain and pleasure
Blessed to be alive everyday I treasure
The world is ours and we can change it forever
I've seen the light and I have seen the dark
And the demons tried to kill my beating heart
But it was faith in God that would keep me smart
So before I die, I will leave my mark
I will take a stand and speak words of truth
Even if I get beat up, burned or bruised
Even if I get put down, hurt or chewed
Cause being myself is what I learned to do
So I will earn my spot, in this beautiful place
I will work my songs and I will choose to be great
I'm living this up in a musical way
And I do it to praise, I do it for change

Chorus:
This feeling got me high
But I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
Like we flying... but what will pull down
If my dream is still around, and I feel like I am found

Chorus:
I don't wanna be lost up in this world

Verse 3:
Have you ever thought you had the strength
To play the major role and get off the bench
But then there's something that is in you that will often let
You believe that you can't, so you drop and forget
The dream you were born to live,
But then you're torn and think, I gotta survive
Afford some things
But then you end up bored and pissed
You look at your life and say to yourself
There's gotta be more to this
I've been there, done that, been scared, once trapped
Never thought that the feeling would come back
But when on top of the world
I fell down cause we all know that everybody does crash
We living awake but we sleep on potential
Dreams hold the key to your mental
We're greater than what we can get through
Our every fears lets leave 'em and let loose
Working so hard, living it up and becoming a man
This is my heart, giving it nothing but love in this rap
Uncover the chance, get lost in these beats, now I'm under a trance
Hoping I'm found, creating colors on tracks, taking me up in a flash

Chorus:
This feeling got me high
But I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
Like we flying... but what will pull down
If my dream is still around, and I feel like I am found

Chorus:
I don't wanna be lost up in this world

Verse 4:
I spent my time searching
For a feeling that I never knew
I am not the same person, yeah I've changed
Now my soul I will never lose

Used to spend my days asleep, always chillin'
Now I'm staying chasing dreams, with ambition
My struggles helped made me see, now I'm sitting on a cloud
Thinking out loud, living so proud because

Chorus:
This feeling got me high
But I keep it on the low, when the world is passing by
Like we flying... but what will pull down
If my dream is still around, and I feel like I am found

Chorus:
I don't wanna be lost up in this world

Verse:
Quake.
It's going down girl and I don't want to wait
Bodies moving everywhere I'm grabbing on your waist
Twerking so hard that the floor is gonna break
Drop that booty to the ground girl
Let me, let me, see it, see it quake

Verse:
Quake.
It's going down girl and I don't want to wait
Bodies moving everywhere I'm grabbing on your waist
Twerking so hard that the floor is gonna break
Drop that booty to the ground girl
Let me, let me, see it, see it quake

Verse 1:
2 shots watch a nigga get pissed
I ain't never stuntin with my wrist
Young nigga tryna take risks
I done did in my own I don't owe a nigga shit

Chorus:
And fuck niggas talkin bout they trappin out the bando
Own a Honda Civic but they in a rented lambo
I ain't never did it for the flex
They keep tellin me I'm next but can a nigga get a check

Verse 2:
I keep my knife with me
Niggas keep tryin me
How could u say this
I was the one
That u that u spam bout
First one with your hand out
U call me the minute I make it
I made it

Verse 3:
Boy I ain't made shit
I'm still at my mama's house doin the same shit
I'm tryna make moves every day and u hate it
Cuz u try to do what I do but u fake it
My nigga u fakin
U watchin and waitin
Copy what they do somehow they don't say shit

Outro:
But I'm here to tell u the truth
U wastin my beats nigga get out the booth
Please step out the booth

Chorus:
Baby I ain't got no time for all that little talk.
I'm too busy handlin business like a fricken boss.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.

Verse 1:
I'm bout mine like dynamite and a pick axe.
I've changed a bit, but still that n***a who can point you to where them bricks at.
I'm playin my cards right. N***a don't touch my chip stack.
If you ain't already in my circle and want an investment I think I'll skip that.
I'm so cold, but if you think about me that's how y'all made me.
Untouchable. If you had 10 guns and a herd of sheep you couldn't graze me.
I'm so focused. Seriously I'm only tryna collect that payment.
So if you ain't sayin nothin with substance or helpin me to be productive just save it.
I'm in grind mode. Half of my family don't even hear from me.
Got no time for complacent people who ain't tryna get money.
And I swear my phone only makes outgoing calls to three types of numbers.
The people I do business with, the people that I love and the people I feel are 100. Reason being....

Chorus:
Baby I ain't got no time for all that little talk.
I'm too busy handlin business like a fricken boss.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.

Bridge:
If you ain't talkin bout that money it's irrelevant.
If you ain't helpin me get money you irrelevant.
Y'all can talk about me y'all can say whatever man.
I ain't hearin nothin. I ain't hearin nothin.
But say money (huh what'd he say) Now you've got my attention homey.
Talk about bread (huh what'd he say) Now you've got my attention homey.
Mention cheese (huh what'd he say) Now you've got my attention homey.
Write a check (huh what'd he say) Now you've got my attention homey.

Chorus:
Baby I ain't got no time for all that little talk.
I'm too busy handlin business like a fricken boss.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.

Verse 2:
And these n***as talk about me like they know me.
Swearin on they mothers that I was they homey.
Spreadin lies and rumors. Make me wanna hop in a time machine and revisit the old me.
With the dread locks braided straight to the back under the ski mask heat blast at ya cap. blap blap.
But I laugh at the cats. They wanna be me. They underwear couldn't carry half of my sack.
Matter of fact? Tap tap I got a question for you. How you manage to balance on my dick when I'm walkin.
Get off it. Drink bleach sit in a coffin. I don't want your help and I don't need what you're offering.
But honestly I know the reason is they feelin and needin to be seen and they knowin it's been about me.
Every minute I'm in they ears, I'm knowin they see that every MP3 I be on is gonna be
Straight fire like the mouth of a dragon. I'll trip you down you try to hop on my band wagon.
Your girl hear me on and she start with the dancing and you gettin all mad when you seein that happen like...
Stop that sh*t you know I hate that n***a. You probably hate me 'cause I been with her.
And you know ya boy smoother than hot Gouda so when you move through she (Boop Boop) call me up on the cellular and I'm tellin her.

Chorus:
Baby I ain't got no time for all that little talk.
I'm too busy handlin business like a fricken boss.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.

Chorus:
Baby I ain't got no time for all that little talk.
I'm too busy handlin business like a fricken boss.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
I let the streets talk yea I let the streets talk.
Try to get up in my business you gone get ignored.
Dog I just stay up on my grind and let the streets talk.

Chorus:
That's how we roll, top down on the highway
We dip it low, sittin' on it sideways
We get the dough, and bring it back to my place
Y'all ready know, my baby's the flyest

Verse 1:
She get me high without puffin' on a cloud
It's just the two of us even if we're in a crowd
I'm married to the game, and my baby's on the team
Counting all this money 'cause we living out that dream
That walk is so mean, hips switch with a purpose
Like she's on the catwalk, them other chicks nervous
She know who got it, I don't gotta cuff her
She know she mine when she melt like butter when I touch her
It gets no rougher on the streets, she got my back
We tight like rubber bands wrapped around a stack
And if it goes down she got the click clack
And I ain't talking about heels, yah my baby stay strapped

Chorus:
That's how we roll, top down on the highway
We dip it low, sittin' on it sideways
We get the dough, and bring it back to my place
Y'all ready know, my baby's the flyest

Bridge:
Bounce and drop
Bounce and drop
Bounce and drop
Bounce and roll with it

Verse 2:
Look how the money fold, I gotta do it my way
Re up the bankroll, like everyday is Friday
Don't need a wallet no I put it in white bags
Then we hit the mall and we don't look at no price tags
My baby so fly with them jewels on
But they ain't worth nothin' til she put 'em on
That's what we on, how the squad get down
We run the town, she the diamond in my crown

Verse 1:
Cuz you're at one with the rhythm that you make
Your smell, your face, that little waist
If you come with me back to my place
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you
I give you anything you want,
Do anything to get you off,
Your lips, your hair, your touch so soft
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you

Verse 2:
Cuz you're just as compact as a handheld
Dressed to make an impact and you dance well
Loving from the front to the back, where my hands fell
There's something wrong with that ass there? I can't tell
Feel like there must be something wrong with my damn self
Cuz you got me in this trance that I can't help
And clothes that tight is a good indication
That a skirt that short's just an invitation...oowwww
And who am I not to accept?
You gotta show a body like that its proper respect
I never dance, but girl, you got me so in the zone
Looking at me like you ain't trying to go home alone
I got a feeling if I take you home
We gonna have to detour, you won't make it home
Girl, cuz I wanna make you get off
So hard you won't ever wanna get off

Chorus:
Cuz you're at one with the rhythm that you make
Your smell, your face, that little waist
If you come with me back to my place
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you
I give you anything you want,
Do anything to get you off,
Your lips, your hair, your touch so soft
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you

Verse 3:
I can't even put into words
The kind of love I feel you deserve
So perfect down to every curve
I'll make sure that you get yours first
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you

Chorus:
Cuz you're at one with the rhythm that you make
Your smell, your face, that little waist
If you come with me back to my place
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you
I give you anything you want,
Do anything to get you off,
Your lips, your hair, your touch so soft
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you

Verse 4:
Men will put themselves on the line
To get some that fine
I got tell you, hun, that you are one bad dime
That dress, those heels, that tongue, that grind
The reason that a man got a one track mind
And I'm no exception to the rule
Make me go and use no protection like a fool
Got a little something that I can't resist
With my tongue, my lips, my fingertips
From your neck to your ears, from your ankle to your thigh
Everywhere I kiss seem to make me high
And I
Keep licking till you had enough
Wrap your legs around my waist and I stab it up
And you'll never guess how many shots I let off
All up in a row as if I never get soft
Cuz, girl, I wanna make you get off
So hard you won't ever wanna get off

Chorus:
Cuz you're at one with the rhythm that you make
Your smell, your face, that little waist
If you come with me back to my place
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you
I give you anything you want,
Do anything to get you off,
Your lips, your hair, your touch so soft
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you

Chorus:
Cuz you are the one with the rhythm that you make
Your smell, your face, that little waist
If you come with me back to my place
Ooh, girl, the things I do to you
I give you anything you want,
Do anything to get you off,
Your lips, your hair, your touch so soft
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you
Ooh, girl, the things I'd do to you

Verse 1:
We getting chopped,
Now we getting chopped, right
We getting chopped,
Now we getting chopped, what

I don’t mean to be so blunt but I got this blunt
I'm 'bout to light it up
Come from the club I'm 'bout to get dumb
Diddy dumb dumb DJ just warmin' it up like
Uh uh, ain’t nothin' but couple of homies gettin' down with ganja
Uh uh, if you take a couple of hits and start trippin' I warned ya
Uh uh, tell everybody that ya betta put 5 bucks on it
Uh uh, except for the fine ass women that wanna get naughty
Got the kush OG don’t push it take it easy but I know you want it
Whatcha know about gettin' chopped don’t stop 'cuz I'ma rock this shit till the morning
Give her this in the morning, little bit of kissin' and moanin',
Rollin' stoned and,
Just holdin' my own hold up I'm light it up 'cuz it feel good don't it?

Chorus:
We getting chopped,
Now we getting chopped, right
We getting chopped,
Now we getting chopped, what

Verse 2:
Homie got them joints and ligaments
Well I got them joints and figaments
Of imagination feel the vibration racing through
My fingertips
I gotta bone to pick, rather gotta big bone to hit
Oh shit, feel the sweet emotion just flowing in my veins
Like a motherfucking river to the ocean man
It’s just the motion man, feelin' numb like Novocain
If it wasn’t for the pussy or the money or the weed I'd probly go insane
Got the kush OG don’t push it take it easy but I know you want it
Whatchu know about gettin' chopped don’t stop 'cuz I'ma rock this shit till the morning

Verse:
Give them something dutty
Yeah blow call
Pull over
Back yall
Yeah blow call
Pull over
Back yall

Chorus:
Give them something dutty
Give them something dutty
Yeah blow call
Pull over
Give them something dutty