Lil Pump – What U Sayin’ Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Hm, what you gotta say?
Ooh, damn, ooh
Ooh, what you gotta say?
Ooh, Lil Pump
Damn, ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
Pull up in a Wraith, flexin’ every day
Gucci everything, Louis everything
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
What you gotta say? Bitch you gettin’ paid
Bitch you gettin’ laid, spend it in a day
Spend a hunnid thousand on m’fuckin’ me
Swear to God, put in on my ‘Gram for a grade
I go and park two months, hit her face
[?], like you wan’ a fuckin’ race
Niggas gettin’ ’cause I went and took they place
Come to the trap where you know it ain’t safe
Hunnids on hunnids on hunnids, ooh
Pull up on a teacher, I’m stuntin’ (damn)
Countin’ up racks, it ain’t nothin’
Sold you rerock and Robitussin
Purp all up in the coup, everybody know I flex like ouu
Bitch I don’t know who the fuck is you
Pour a [?] in my Mountain Dew

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
Pull up in a Wraith, flexin’ every day
Gucci everything, Louis everything
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?

[Verse 2: SmokePurpp]
Spend a hunnid thousand every day
And my [?] Macarena every day
Turn ’em down, I’mma stick ’em like some tape
Call my thirty, got his own fuckin’ brain
Lil Purp, I be thuggin’ every day
If I get him, I’mma pop him like a safe
Pop a Xan, catch a body, skip a date
GTA, got a star on my face
And I keep a pistol on me, lil’ dawg
Lil Pump, he a smacker, lil’ dawg
And I only hit designer in the mall
All these diamonds on me, Paul Wall
Lookin’ at my body, all this Louis
Gun ’em down in the trap, then we move ’em
Now they lookin’ for his body in the sewer
Lil Pump do the work like a student

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
Pull up in a Wraith, flexin’ every day
Gucci everything, Louis everything
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?
What you gotta say? What you gotta say?

Lil Pump – Smoke My Dope Lyrics

[Intro: SmokePurpp & Lil Pump]
Yuh, yuh
Lil Purpp, Lil Pump
Yuh, huh
Brrrrt
Okay, what, yeah, what, yeah, yuh, ooh
Yuh, ooh, huh, ooh, huh
(Ronny J listen up)

[Chorus: SmokePurpp & Lil Pump]
I just smoke my dope
Suck me ’til she choke (suck me ’til she)
I just smoke my dope (huh)
Suck me ’til she choke (uh)
Dick up in her throat (yeah, throat!)
Dick up in her throat (yeah)
Cocaine on the boat (okay, ooh)
Cocaine on the boat (ooh, yeah)
I just smoke my dope
Suck me ’til she choke (suck me ’til she)
I just smoke my dope (huh)
Suck me ’til she choke (uh)
Dick up in her throat (yeah, throat!)
Dick up in her throat (yeah)
Cocaine on the boat (okay, ooh)
Cocaine on the boat (ooh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Cocaine on the boat (yeah, ooh)
I just had a stroke
Yeah, your baby daddy broke
Legit pay no ho child support (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
Walk in the club and I flex like ooh
Take a nigga bitch in a Bentley coupe
Niggas ain’t even, I don’t see you
Bitch pussy bald just like Caillou (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: SmokePurpp]
I just smoke my dope (what)
Holes in the back of the coat (of the coat, brrrt)
Came to the party in a boat (yuh)
Chains on my neck make me choke (yeah)
Balmain on my jeans (yuh)
Pour a four of lean (Lil Purpp)
She gon’ swallow kids (huh, yeah)
That’s a Kid’s Cuisine, yeah

[Chorus: SmokePurpp & Lil Pump]
I just smoke my dope
Suck me ’til she choke (suck me ’til she)
I just smoke my dope (huh)
Suck me ’til she choke (uh)
Dick up in her throat (yeah, throat!)
Dick up in her throat (yeah)
Cocaine on the boat (okay, ooh)
Cocaine on the boat (ooh, yeah)

[Verse 3: Lil Pump]
Dope up in the stove (ooh, damn)
Mama told me no (ooh, no)
I feel like El Chapo (yuh)
Every time I whip a bowl (yuh, yuh, ooh)
Whippin’ up dope in the trap spot (what)
Sellin’ cocaine to your grandma (yuh)
Whippin’ up dope in the trap spot (yuh, yuh)
Sellin’ cocaine to your grandma (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 4: SmokePurpp]
Lil Purpp still sell crack (ooh)
His mom still move packs (uh)
Fuckin’ up the racks up at Sak’s (uh)
In the trap, still movin’ dime sacks (uh)
Poppin’ hella Molly and X (uh, yuh)
Fuckin’ on your bitch and your ex (what)
She rubbin’ on my dick like a pet (uh)
Wanna ride me like a jet (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Chorus: SmokePurpp & Lil Pump]
I just smoke my dope
Suck me ’til she choke (suck me ’til she)
I just smoke my dope (huh)
Suck me ’til she choke (uh)
Dick up in her throat (yeah, throat!)
Dick up in her throat (yeah)
Cocaine on the boat (okay, ooh)
Cocaine on the boat (ooh, yeah)

Lil Pump – Pinky Ring Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross]
We finna make history
[?] in this mufucka
Lil Pump, what’s up?
I started right where you at, nigga
50 million later, ya hear me?
Whoa
Maybach Music

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
All the hoes wanna suck dick
All the hoes wanna fuck me
All the niggas wanna hate though
Get whacked in the front seat
Face down when she topless
Can’t post all the choppas
Dade County where I came from
No room for imposters
Cocaine on the stovetop
Yayo up, won’t lie
Advance break like a b-ball
Bullet hole like a donut
Bel-Air for the new crib
Bel-Air for the black bottom
Bel-Air my new old school
Gettin’ out like I’m John Gotti
Fuck nigga don’t want none
Goin’ bad like I’m on somethin’
50 grand for the new watch
Rob me and I won’t run
Window on the photo
Call her up on the polo
Everybody still gang-gang but your ass die solo
Everybody die solo, everybody die solo
Everybody die solo, everybody die solo

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Pump]
Bang
Lil Pump, ooh, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
I fuck your bitch in some Gucci loafers
I bust a nut in her Louie sofa
VVS all on my diamond choker
I crashed the Porsche and I crashed the Rover
I told my mama I’m sorry, ooh
I think I just popped a Molly, yuh
I think I’m whippin’ up whitney
I’m whippin’ up whitney, I turn into Scotty, ooh
Lil Pump in Maserati, ooh
Lil Pump ain’t got no license, yeah
I fuck a bitch, I ain’t wifin’, ooh
Bite a bitch ear like Mike Tyson, yuh

[Verse 3: SmokePurpp]
Hard, got lean in my backpack (backpack)
MAC-11 turned to a Big Mac (blat, blat, blat)
Niggas gettin’ pulled like a thumb tack (woo)
Let me get the pen, hit a Chase bank (Chase bank)
Niggas want beer, we got that
And I got water on me like flapjack (water, water, water)
Came in the club with a big rack
Bitch, I want the lean and I’m doin’ up the zig-zags
Pinky ring, diamond ring
Fuck up the pot with like 10 chains
Hood rich, bitch, I don’t need fame
Pull up on your bitch in an airplane
I just got brand new shoes
All day zap up, crash the Coupe
And I brought a dog in the club, too
Everything I buy, I gotta buy two

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Spent 20 racks on a pinky ring
Walk in the club with a diamond chain
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring, pinky ring
Pinky ring, pinky ring

Lil Pump – Iced Out Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Ooh, Lil Pump, yuh
Huh? Lil Pump, Lil Pump!
2-17 on the track!

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain, iced out ring
Yeah I feel like Gucci Mane, diamonds Aquafina, rain
I could pay your bitch a trip, Maseratis at the crib
She just love the way I drip, only wear designer kicks
Ayy, ayy, iced out chain, I’m a walkin’ Brinks truck
Keep my thang tucked, if I bust you better stay ducked
Dropped out 9th grade, dropped out straight to the Milwaukee Bucks
Could’ve been at Harvard servin’ juugs, but I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Deuces
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, freezin’ (ice freezin’)
Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, sneezin’ (achoo, sneezin’)
4, 5, 6 on (4, 5, 6 on)
Neck on freon (neck on freon)
Yellow like a [?] (yellow like a [?])
I don’t fuck with peons (peons)
Primetime, Deion
What’s up, Lil Pump? (What’s up, Lil Pump?)
12 gauge, lil’ pump (lil’, lil’ pump)
Get money, rule one (rule one)
Lil’ waist, big butt (big butt)
I like the way it sit up (sit up)
You ain’t really gettin’ money (what?)
Put that lil’ shit up (hah, lil’ shit up)
I make ’em open stores (yeah)
I make ’em close the store (yeah)
I’m in the Gucci store (what?)
I’m ’bout to overdose (huh)
Pockets on overload
I never sold my soul
What you want me to turn you on?
I got the remote control

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Foreign bitch with me (huh?)
She do anything
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)
White diamonds on my wrist
Bitch it’s Gucci Gang (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

[Outro: Lil Pump]
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Iced out chain (yeah)
Iced out ring (yeah)
Yeah she love my diamonds
That bitch wanna give me brain (oh shit)

Lil Pump – Back Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
217 on the track, man
Lil Boat
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Huh, yeah, huh, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
I fuck that bitch in a Cadillac, ooh
After that she didn’t know how to act, ooh
Back then I used to be quarterback
Go to the bank and I pull out 100 racks
Put the AR in the trunk of my Pontiac
Want me fo’ sho, bitch I’m chargin’ ’bout 40 bands
I’m into trappin’, I’m shippin’ out hella packs
Diamonds dance so crazy, ooh
Your diamonds so fugazi, ooh
Bitch said the crash is the 80, yeah
I just bought a brand new Mercedes, huh
In the kitchen whippin’ up babies, ooh
In the kitchen whippin’ up babies, yeah
And I got a bitch named Hailey, huh
And I got a bitch named Hailey (brr)

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Yachty]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Lil Boat
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Young rich nigga need a dick rode
Hit it from the back, make her jump like a hiccup
Bang, bang, bang, like ya knockin’ on the front door
Bitch brown skin like a muhfuckin’ [?]
Used to post at the Citgo, uh
Now I got chips in the Citgo, uh
Now I got a wrist like a igloo, huh
And it glow like a disco ball
Bih, bend it over like your shoe’s untied
Side bitch still got a iPhone 5
Main bitch still got a iPhone 7
Still caught a uzi pistol or a MAC-11
Still fuck a nigga main bitch while I got my own bitch
And I better still make it up to Heaven, uh
I’ma have a kid just to dress him up real bougie
To the seven, goddamn, I’m a reverend
Lil Boat, Lil Pump

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
All I do is count racks, ooh
Told that bih throw that shit back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, yeah
Throw it back, huh
Throw it back, ooh

Lil Pump – Foreign Lyrics

[Intro]
Oou, yeah, huh, oou
Lil Pump, Lil Pump, ouu

[Chorus]
I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars
I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars
Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars
I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar
I ride foreign cars, ouu
I ride foreign cars, ouu
I ride foreign cars, yeah
I ride foreign cars, ouu
Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars
I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar

[Verse 1]
Pull up to the strip, ooh
Bust down on my wrist, ooh
What’s yo’ birthday wish? Huh
Bitch, come suck my dick, ooh
I don’t ask her questions, I’m the youngest flexin’
Lil Pump a blessin’, I could teach you lessons
Pull up to a party, oou, and I’m off a molly, damn
I’ma prolly’ fuck yo’ daughter cause she hella thottie
Swervin’ Maserati’s, bitches in the lobby
Bitch, I’m choppin’ up a brick like I know karate

[Chorus]
I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars
I fuck foreign bitches, I ride foreign cars
Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars
I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar
I ride foreign cars, ouu
I ride foreign cars, ouu
I ride foreign cars, yeah
I ride foreign cars, ouu
Bitch, look at my wrist, all you see is stars
I fuck three bitches in one day, off a bar

Lil Pump – At The Door Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, Big Head on the beat
Lil Pump
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
This is CBB

[Chorus]
I be, I be drippin’ head to toe
Everywhere I fuckin’ go
I drop 40 racks a show
I could go flex on your hoe
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I be drippin’ head to toe
Everywhere I fuckin’ go
I drop 40 racks a show
I could go flex on your hoe
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door

[Verse 1]
I got junkies at the door
I could serve you 244
I could serve you couple Xans
I could feed your bitch some coke
Yeah, my uzi automatic, make your grandma do a backflip
Yeah, that .45 do that magic
Yeah, my wrist do that gymnastics
Got a blood sign on my wrist
It look like I took a piss
So you cannot tell me shit
Make your auntie do a flip
Yeah, I’m drinkin’ Molly water
While I’m fuckin’ on your daughter
Bitch, I’m bustin’ at your father
Call me Lil Pump Vince Carter

[Chorus]
I be, I be drippin’ head to toe
Everywhere I fuckin’ go
I drop 40 racks a show
I could go flex on your hoe
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I be drippin’ head to toe
Everywhere I fuckin’ go
I drop 40 racks a show
I could go flex on your hoe
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door

[Outro]
I be drip, I be drip, I be drip
I be, I be drippin’ head to toe
Everywhere I fuckin’ go
I drop 40 racks a show
I could go flex on your hoe
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door
I got junkies at the door, I got junkies at the door

Rich Chigga – Chaos Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, happy birthday to me
I’m 18 now
And women can legally have sex with me
Now shut up

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

[Verse 1]
You can’t get rid of me
I ain’t going nowhere
And I’m always multiplying like I always fornicate
Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States
Two on one, take all day
And I’m just spittin’ out the maze (maze)
She like sippin’ outta a mason jar
She ain’t hippy, she gon’ suffer some granola bars
Let the freakie got me curious like I’m on Mars
Saying, I forgot my roots, Goddamn, you went too far

[Bridge]
Aye, then you went too far
Got these people all around me, man, they treat me like a star
Dressed like I don’t give a damn, but I’ll be ballin’ like LaVar
Got to wait about three years, until I could go to the bar

[Verse 2]
Damn, make all my own shit
I get all the profits
If you actin’ lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch
Movin’ with the tactics, got girls on all my fabrics
Go ham on the mic, just like I’m sitting in the cockpit, aye
Used to hate the camera, now your boy’s a natural
Now your boy is on the road two months and I’mma get the dough
Try to put me in a box
I’ll go always break the lock
Call me D-Wayne, ’cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock
Oh my God, man, his voice so deep
I thought he was 21 plus
Why he be so clean?
Wanna let him spank on my bump
He just turned 18
But for him, I catch a case, damn (holding up)

[Pre-Chorus]
Aye, that was the sound of you, bitch
And everybody, that heard, what I did
I don’t like being so ignorant, but you gonna make me go back to my bullshit again

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

Kodak Black – I N U Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye
Goin’ up top catchin’ plays like I’m Victor Cruz nigga
And I’m catchin’ picks, I’m catchin’ yours too nigga
You ain’t Drew Brees nigga, that’s a flu flicker

[Verse]
My nigga still be stealin’ cars, he love that stuff nigga
He done brought me a brand new car, I told him “Nigga get me a rental”
Like how the hell I’ma tell him chill, that shit ain’t cool nigga
‘Cause I used to do it with him and I maneuver in ’em
Damn right we hit the scene together, I hit the news with him
But I hit news by myself before I hit the news with him
I ain’t tellin’ you how I’ma play it, I ain’t tellin’ you how I move nigga
Hell yeah that’s what I do, but that ain’t what I do nigga
I don’t even feel like nigga tellin’ ya kids to stay in school
‘Cause I always did the opposite, nigga I ain’t stay in school
Maybe if they told me not to go, I probably would’ve stayed in school
Codeine and orange soda, that’s my formula, Ion want baby food
I don’t eat baby food, I don’t eat baby food
Put a “O” in front of the Range Rover, that’s a orange coop
That’s a strange coupe, that’s a orange Range Rover coupe
That’s a o-range rover, that’s a fruit
Y’all so cute, get her, she for you, she a swoop
On a boot, 1800 Tequila, I’m litty like Peter Boo
Peter Boo thought she for him, she for me, she for you
No, SG is not a crew, we a team, not a crew
This shit deeper to me than you, you can’t even see no we and you
You creep just like them people too, that’s why it ain’t no me and you
I go peep the truth, see Pooh, he could shoot on the roof, he peekaboo
I say my vowels for the dollar bill, I “A-E-I-O-U”
First thing first is I-O-U, I’ma spray first if I owe you
My nigga in prison goin’ crazy, keep on askin’ me ’bout his lady
I ain’t finna be out here watchin’ her page, I ain’t finna be out here stalkin’ yo lady
And my brother ’bout to have a baby, ’bout to be a uncle and I’m a baby
Paranoid, I’m livin’ dangerous, paranoid, I’m overthinkin’
Wrap the car up just to spray it, put it up then candy paint it
I’m a baby with a baby, I done killed so much-a babies
I done kidnapped, I done whipped so much-a babies
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
Child neglect, call the DCF on me
Child abuse, I’m in the kitchen droppin’ a 14
All that night I was ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat
If the neighbors hear me, they gon’ call the police
DCF called child neglect on me
Water whippin’ in the kitchen, I’m droppin’ a 14
Got that glizzy, ridin’ ’round the city to this slow beat

[Outro]
I done lost my mind all night, when I grind I don’t get no sleep
You goddamn right once they let me out, I’m in yo’ hoe cheeks
I think these niggas lactose intolerant, they don’t get no cheese

CHARLIE PUTH – How Long lyrics

Alright
Ooh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’ll admit, I was wrong
What else can I say, girl?
Can’t you break my head and not my heart
I was drunk, I was gone
But don’t make it right
But promise there were no feelings involved

[Pre-Chorus]
She said “Boy, tell me honestly
Was it real or just for show?”
She said “Save your apologies”
Baby, I just gotta know”

[Chorus]
How long has this been going on?
You been creeping up on me
While you calling me baby
How long has this been going on?
You been acting so shady (shady)
I’ve been feeling lately, baby

[Verse 2]
I’ll admit (admit)
It’s my fault (my fault)
But you gotta believe me
When I say it only happened once
I tried and I tried
But you’ll never see that
You’re the only I wanna love, ooh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
She said “Boy, tell me honestly (honestly)
Was it real or just for show?”
She said “Save your apologies (apologies)”
Baby, I just gotta know”

[Chorus]
How long has this been going on?
You been creeping up on me (on me)
While you calling me baby (baby)
How long has this been going on?
You been acting so shady (shady)
I’ve been feeling it lately, baby

[Post-Chorus]
How long has this been going on, baby?
You gotta go tell me now

[Bridges]
She said “Boy, tell me honestly
Was it real or just for show? yeah”
She said “Save your apologies
Baby, I just gotta know”

[Chorus]
How long has this been going on?
You been creeping up on me (on me)
While you calling me baby (baby)
How long has this been going on?
You been acting so shady (shady)
I’ve been feeling it lately, baby

[Outro]
How long has this been going on?
You been creeping up on me
How long has this been going on, baby?
How long has this been going on? (You gotta go tell me now)
You been acting so shady (shady)
I’ve been feeling it lately, baby

MAROON 5 – Help Me Out lyrics

[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
I’m getting kinda over this
I need a metamorphosis
Are you as weak as me?
If not, do you want to be?

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
I need some type of [?] saving
I need some [?] of complicated

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something [?] to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Verse 2: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
I don’t mean to bother you
But there’s something that I want from you
Distract me from thinking too much
Loose ends all tied up with a touch

[Pre-Chorus: Julia Michaels & Adam Levine]
I need some type of [?] saving
I need some [?] of complicated

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something [?] to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Bridge: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels & Both]
Hey, hey I know that there will come a day
When you, you’ll need somebody to–
Hey, hey I know that there will come a day
When you, you’ll need somebody to–
Help you out
Help me out
Help me out
Help me out, out

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something [?] to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Bridge: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels & Both]
And, hey I know that there will come a day
When you, you’ll need somebody to–
Hey, hey I know that there will come a day
When you, you’ll need somebody to–
Help you out
Help me out
Help me out
Help me out, out

JoJo – Forever In My Life Lyrics

Uhoh Yeah Yeahhh Ohh

The way you’re part of me
I would have to re-learn everything
If you were to leave
So fast you make me fall like I was autumn leaves
And, honestly..
There a perfect explination
Why you feel so good to say that you’re

[Chorus:]
My love, my love, my love
I’ll give you all my love if you, if you
If you dont change a thing
About the way you hold me everynight
So right, I wanna man like you forever in my life

I’m locked inside a jar
Turn the lid and set me free
I love everything that you are
Has a million other reasons
But lets not go to far
Stay, close to my heart
When I think about the future
I am right there where you are
Cos you’re…

[Chorus:]
My love, my love, my love
I’ll give you all my love if you, if you
If you dont change a thing
About the way you hold me everynight
So right, I wanna man like you to say you’re

My love, my love, my love
I’ll give you all my love if you, if you
If you dont change a thing
About the way you hold me everynight
So right, I wanna man like you forever in my life

I know, that you, would never leave me hanging
Hanging out to dry in the wind
I know that we haven’t seen the worst of it
But when we do, I promise you we’ll stick it out together
You’re..

[Chorus 2x:]
My love, my love, my love
I’ll give you all my love if you,if you
If you dont change a thing
About the way you hold me everynight
So right, I wanna man like you forever in my life

So right, I wanna man like you forever in my lifeeeeee..