I'm riding on this money train
Pray to God that it last for ever
'Cause I'm never going back, never going,
Never going back, never going back
Never going back, I ain't never going back
Got the city right behind me saying wonders on the hat
Had a chance, now it's my chance all over the map
Got the game all locked, Keith, ride under the mat!
Girl, I got to pick the world and drop it right over your head.
I'm a monster, like the people under the stairs
Staring over here? I see you trying to copy like a pimp
Bad, bad bitches with me, never take them to my Benz
Hope I make it to the morning, god, forgive me for my sins!
Know I probably won't forget, ain't no telling what we did.
Up late all night, hotel's where I live at
Love with the road but I ain't have no kids yet
Everybody stay sharped up, my act up, in the club, my cap on
Crossed up like Capone, my ship's up,
My dick deal whatever's in that cap's off.
Love on the fast lane, come see if you can hop on, baby, let's go!
I'm riding on this money train
Pray to God that it last for ever
'Cause I'm never going back, never going,
Never going back, never going back
It's been a long time coming, now that everybody's watching
Talking with my head high, Oscar's pushing all his confidence
'Till the day that I got in the coffin take
Caution is a price on your head, I don't care just what it cost me
I ain't ever going back, coming for your fucking spine
From right up until ypur [people coming on the fucking spot
Star, slash, rock star, offer a couple of taxes,
Back against the wall, trying to get straight into my posture
Bloused in the soul, Angelina, need some pasta
Partner, all up in your face like a problem
Problem? Child
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I feel like every night, might be my last
I-I don't sleep at night, ev-every night might be my last, b-b-be my last
I feel like every night, night, night, night, night, might be my last
I-I don't sleep at night, every night might be my last
I feel like every night
I should pack and go away
All this pain where I stay, lets go fucking M.I.A
Trying find a way out, its like a needle in a hay
See so many go to waste, disappear right in my face
Man I (feel like every night), its gonna be my fucking time
Getting tired, trying make it to the top without a tie
Bunch of tats set me back, man its just a bunch of lies
Living proof, hunnit proof, nigga you don't wanna shot
I feel like every night, night, night, night, night, might be my last
I don't sleep at night, every night might be my last
I feel like every night
I should up and quit the game
I've been going so insane, that I don't know my fucking name,
Between the fame and reality hope you ready for a cameo,
Cause ain't no telling where the cameras be just let it roll out (I feel like every)
It's gonna be my fucking highest, see my eyes, no lies, ain't no way I that I could hide it man
Everything is clear about the grind and the struggle
Never had a hand out, never worry about tomorrow
Said I
I feel like every night, night, night, night, night, might be my last
I don't sleep at night, every night might be my last
B-b-be my last, be my last, be my last
Be my, be my, be my last, be my last, be my last, be my, be my, be my last
All these thoughts in my mind, animal in my heart
But I don’t walk with the lions
On this yellow brick road, all I see is fucking cowards
Bet you they don't teach you million in a year over at Howard
Tell 'em (I feel like every night) ... Read more »
Money and the power
Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause)
I got the money and the power
Once you get a 'lil they just want to take you down (cause)
We’ve been going hard for too long
Can’t get enough, what is you on?
Really ain’t nothing, I could drop that
Wake up in the morning, make it all back
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]It’s nothing, nothing to get it poppin’
Wanna roll. Roll up, up, and away
Here we go now
Now Martin had a dream, I’ve been dreamin’ ’bout gold
Tell ‘em I just wanna shine, and I gotta let it show
Show up on the scene, walk right through the door
Got a nigga on repeat, it’s my double up flow
Vibrate the whole building, I ain’t ringing through your phone
Waiting ’til the smoke clear, can you see me through the fog?
Fall back, it could go all bad
We be goin’ hard with your ex, oh Tic-tac
Tacky motherfuckers must not be hip yet
Life is a bitch, but I bet I get that bitch wet
[Hook: Kid Ink]We, we’ve been going hard for too long
Can’t get enough, what is you on? (Yeah)
Really ain’t nothing, I can drop that
Wake up in the morning, make it all back
We, we’ve been going hard for too long
We, we’ve been going hard for too long
Ma-money and the power
Once you get a little, they just wanna take you down (cause)
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]But I’m ready, ready, so you can tell ‘em to bring it on
On a whole other level of high, no phone
Foes all mad ’cause the dough don’t fold
Forget about your plans, we ain’t leavin’ ’til it close
Close to the top, I can barely see the ground
With the whole team here, everybody get around
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Man I hear these niggas talk
When I see 'em but they don't really say it all
But we ain't really feelin' y'all
Anyway man I swear that they fuckin' lost
Lost, in the sauce, they fuckin' lost
Lost, in the sauce, they fuckin' lost, lost
And I been tryna play it off
But somebody need to tell them who they really are
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh, and tell 'em what I'm really 'bout
From the bottom nobody there to dig me out
All these gold diggin' hoes on a nigga now
Tell her take it the flo', baby sit it down
Uh, way before the rap nigga
I was barely weighin' to these wack niggas
But now I see 'em all with they hands out
Like a diver, I let 'em all drown
"Ooh", I'm yellin' out
Reportin' live somewhere on the cloud
Worldwide but these niggas know I'm westbound
Everybody takin' shots lemme get a round
Talkin' shit I plunge ya motherfucker
Up all night, fuck who to rest with
And let ya girlfriend know who the best is
[Hook: Kid Ink]
Man I hear these niggas talk
When I see 'em but they don't really say it all
But we ain't really feelin' y'all
Anyway man I swear that they fuckin' lost
Lost, in the sauce, they fuckin' lost
Lost, in the sauce, they fuckin' lost, lost
And I been tryna play it off
But somebody need to tell them who they really are
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Hollywood they ain't ready for my lifestyle
Money talk, I don't care how it might sound
Like a stampede, live the fast life
Of a celebrity, these niggas ain't won shit
Why they celebratin'? On a whole 'nother level
On a elevator, got 'em lookin' to the sky
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Chris Brown:
Baby you know, that I cry all these tears for you
No one compares to the smile you make when
When I hit it, taste that kitty
I ain't even gotta say shit
Ten girls in the back seat nigga I'm with it
She broke my heart, I guess she's a superstar now
When all I really needed was your love
Chris Brown:
She don't wanna love me no more
She said I was doing too much
And now I'm all alone with nobody
I might as well roll up
I'm tired of fighting, already been down that road
And she don't wanna love me no more
She don't wanna love me no more
Kid Ink:
She don't wanna love me no more
All her shit parked front at the front door
How the hell did we get here so damn fast?
Foot to the gas tryin' to cover your nose
Stop sniffing around still ain't gonna find nothing
Acting like Sherlock Holmes or something
They say love don't cost a thing
But I can see change girl keep it one hunnid
If you really wanna leave
If you really wanna go, you gotta make it through me
I ain't doing this alone
Think I'm going insane and it usually turns you on but right now
Chris Brown:
She don't wanna love me no more
She said I was doing too much
And now I'm all alone with nobody
I might as well roll up
I'm tired of fighting, already been down that road
And she don't wanna love me no more
She don't wanna love me no more
Chorus:
(Repeat 2x)
You gotta lick it, Before we kick it
You gotta get it soft and wet, so we can kick it
(Repeat 4x)
I said D*mn you nasty I like it like that
-No repeat-
I said D*mn you nasty, you nasty, you nasty ohhh
Verse: (Kid Ink)
Ohhh , D*mn
you nasty, (nasty) cameras out, flash me
If you don't mind me asking
That a** phat like soul food
and you know I got them collard greens on deck
she said let me see you toss it up like Pac n Jodeci
Unnnn how many licks does it take to the center of the p*ssy pop, eat it from the back , got her on lock
call me the p*ssy cop
Leave you screwed up
Twist it all in a p*ssy knot
Now come and give it girl
Is you ready or not
Get a grip nice and firm
Make yo toes curl like perms
Back to the earth rebirth
you can call me big worm
MIc check 1, 2 boo
Did you like my performance.......
Im going in, tongues out Jordan
-Chorus-
(Repeat 2x)
You gotta lick it, Before we kick it
You gotta get it soft and wet, so we can kick it
(Queen Roe)
(Repeat 4x)
I said D*mn you nasty I like it like that
-No Repeat-
I said D*mn you nasty, you nasty, you nasty ohhh
Verse: Lola Monroe
Getting topped off with the top chopped off
More mouth than a pop off
Eat my rock soft got my rock salt
He don't get the picture get em' cropped off
Yeah the p*ssy warm but the head so cold
Fuck around suck the wood bet the head gone go
Head slow moment
Halo Gone with Versace Cologne
and a pair of Polo's
God*mn , hop on it, in the morning, we boning
Excuse my lil' moaning
Im sooo in , Im gone and
Hold a lil moment cause he lost it
Got mo brain in the salad, but he tossed it
Now run that n*gga like a boss b*tch
(run that, run that n*gga
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I think your you’ve been looking at your girlfriend
And tell by the way, you’ve been dancing with your girlfriend
Can I ask? Iz u down? Iz u down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask? Iz u down? Iz u down?
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Man it ain’t hard to tell, by the way,
You’ve been looking on your face
It’s something on *** special looking like you need to taste
*** that ass, take a grab, is nothing that I can say
It’s a lie upon the plate, I’ve been ready in your face
Guess guess who’s back in the middle with motherfvcking problems?
*** the way for the problem,
Turn this hoe, turn into like a pocks in
Go ahead, put your ab
I’ve seen them kissing .. girlfriend
Try, put your lights up, let me shit and help it,
Got a question, how many drinks do you take this ..
She feel me, gotta make sure I pay the both attention
No one gonna kill me
Said that you, old you, no undercover freak
I’m guilty, check please, make cost to be ‘bout just build me
Tell by the way, you’ve been looking at your girlfriend,
And tell by the way, you’ve been dancing with your girlfriend
Can I ask? Iz u down? Iz u down?
One question. Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask? Iz u down? Iz u down?
One question. Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can i have that? You and your best friend on the matrix
Ass so fat .. I was way back in, it’s a low way but that’s feel goddamn
So innocent, I’m a guilty trip, G rock the dick if you work the trip
No *** no romantic ship, just friend for ***
I take that, never seen the move, come back on the Maybach
I don’t think you see now, when you turn to me now
I can put you *** fly, *** uh yeah, who dare
Take you from me, can’t compare my stashin rare
Hard low where, t
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Kid Ink & Young Thug:
I just pull up to the spot boy
Like I'm fresh up off the lot boy
Niggas say I do a lot boy
Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy
Stop thinking you the man, cause you not boy
You be looking like them cops boy
See you bitch and I bet she getting copped boy
Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy
Kid Ink:
Big time, big time, I'm feeling fresh as Mannie
Ever since I told them bitches put aside your panties
Show me somethin', it' ain't nothin' but a couple grams
Sippin' on this champagne, smack her with my other hand boy
I just pull up on the scene and never seen shit
But I still feel like a bum
Cause ain't no place and ain't no ceiling in here
Side niggas hating bitches blocking like Kareem and him
Rolling with this nigga here, everything you dream is real
Please believe me we do this shit for no reason
Baby welcome to the fast life, switch gears now I'm spinnin'
In my lane, Ruff Rydin' like the LOX boy
Stop drop, shut 'em down, open up shop boy
Kid Ink & Young Thug:
I just pull up to the spot boy
Like I'm fresh up off the lot boy
Niggas say I do a lot boy
Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy
Stop thinking you the man, cause you not boy
You be looking like them cops boy
See you bitch and I bet she getting copped boy
Cause I'm spending cash money like a Hott Boy
Kid Ink:
Hunnids, fifties, I just flip 'em every mornin'
Like they pancakes in the kitchen
See me dripping, see me pourin'
Cut the gas then I floor it, pull up to the spot
They aiming for the target, I'm Kennedy in the drop
Bricc Baby Shitro:
Everybody get your roll on, smash smash nigga
Cash money, cash money, talkin' fast
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Kid Ink & Chris Brown:
I said why you over there lookin' at me?
While I'm with my girlfriend
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, let's take it to the hotel
Kid Ink:
I said why you over there lookin'?
Got a starin' problem and you fuckin'
I know you see my girl, stop frontin'
I could tell you up to a lil' somethin', hol'up
I'ma play it cool, baby roll one
While you make your way and get over here
My girl ain't down then it's over
Just tell her that she look good when I'm over there
In the first play, pour one up
Baby don't be too thirsty
Groupie love ain't ever gon' work
See hoes ain't loyal and never keep it lowkey
That ain't alright
I'ma take a shot, couple shots thru the night
Tell a joke, keep it fun, make her feel it's alright
Give you the game wholesale
And bet a hundred that I take 'em to the hotel
Kid Ink & Chris Brown:
I said why you over there lookin' at me?
While I'm with my girlfriend
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, let's take it to the hotel
Take it to the hotel, baby leave with me
Know I got a penthouse suite
I said why you over there lookin' at me?
While I'm with my girlfriend
Chris Brown:
It's kinda hard when I see you lookin' over here
With them eyes
I got a girl but I'm feelin' your body
So I'ma have to just play both sides
I hope she don't come over here
Cause I'm with my girl, you know I love her
I got two of my bitches in the club
And they about each other, oh no
Kid Ink:
But a nigga never Paranoid
You fuckin' with a man not a litt
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Eric & Kid:
If you ain't with it baby, I'm ma keep it movin, (ugh)
Cause in a minute we about to make a movie (yeah)
You a freak, bet you didn’t think I knew it (go head)
On the real, might as well just do it
D-d-do it, might as well just do it
D-d-do it, might as well just do it
You a freak, bet you didn’t think I knew it (go head)
On the real, might as well just do it
Kid Ink:
All this money I’ve been spending on this moët (yeah)
So you and all your homies could get caught up in the moment (uh)
Don't you try and act like you already know just what my motives are (wait)
I know fucking with me, in the morning you’ll be calling off (ahhh)
Your job, end of the night calling out god, baby amen (go)
Putting ideas in yo head we could leave anytime, say when (go)
Keep doing you, gon' do it you feel the urge to do something
I’ve been drunk, still getting bottles like I’m tryna prove something (ugh)
Way that we been going in (yeah)
It’s no way you choosing
Party past 2 AM, bout to make a movie
It’s hangover 4, feel like we in Vegas, no roofies
My feet to the ground but my head where the roof is (okay)
(I said)
Eric & Kid:
If you ain't with it baby, I'm ma keep it movin, (ugh)
Cause in a minute we about to make a movie (yeah)
You a freak, bet you didn’t think I knew it (go head)
On the real, might as well just do it
D-d-do it, might as well just do it
D-d-do it, might as well just do it
You a freak, bet you didn’t think I knew it (go head)
On the real, might as well just do it
Eric:
D-d-do it, (do it) do it, (do it) do it, (do it) do it, (do it) - do it, do it, do it
D-d-do it, (do it) do it, (do it)
Yeah
Just do it
