[Verse 1]
I remember like 10 years ago
I wanted my name up in bold
I wanted my name up in lights
I wanted to rock every show
I used to take pics in the mirror
I had to get ready for Vogue
And now I’m way bigger, way bigger, way bigger
Than I ever could’ve dreamed before
They pray for the damn on my love
But I still don’t give a fuck
We live in a world full of judgement
And they love to judge us
I think they love to discuss me
‘Cause their life is disgusting
I just jumped off a yacht in Mexico
You can not tell me nothing
Na-nothing

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m good, I’m good, I’m glad
To be right where I’m at
And you mad, you mad, you mad
But I’m good

[Chorus]
So you can say what you want to (yeah)
But that doesn’t phase what I’m gon’ do (yeah)
Is that why you stuck in a bad mood? (yeah)
‘Cause I’m good, I’m good, I’m good

[Verse 2]
Top floor [?]
Eating dinner looking at the view
So high, see all of you
Each and every one who wanna see me lose
You looking at me but I’m looking through you
You tweeting crazy to me, what’s it to you?
Fall in line, this is danger for who?
Get off my ass, you are not a poodle
I’m just out here fucking living
Cut ’em off they’re forbidden
Trade the sides, they was tripping
They like ”Oh, Iggy, I was kidding!”
I go to sleep and y’all forgotten
Sorry boo, you’re not forgiven
Bring me breakfast while I’m swimming
I’m just out here fucking living

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m good, I’m good, I’m glad
To be right where I am at
And you mad, you mad, you mad
But I’m good

[Chorus]
So you can say what you want to (yeah)
But that doesn’t phase what I’m gon’ do (yeah)
Is that why you stuck in a bad mood? (yeah)
‘Cause I’m good, I’m good, I’m good




Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco
Ay, Lil Kodak on the beat I got that bass, ho
Boy I drop that shit that they be waitin’ for
I like the Beamer but I’m about to go cop a Wraith tho’
I done peeped your true colors, boy you a rainbow
I got Space Jams on my feet, I’m on the moon
I’m really lit, so I ain’t gotta use no auto-tune
Yeah, I’m the shit, but you know damn well I ain’t number two
I’m in this bih’ around some niggas who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
But shawty got that head, she got that fire brain
She know I love the head, I love that migraine
You ain’t never run off with a boss ainna
She know a nigga be stunting like a Power Ranger
Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco
These ain’t Ray-bans, these Saint Laurent shades, ho
The way my niggas hit your block, you’d think it’s Halo
No more home invadin’ now, I’m on the radio
I don’t even like to fuck, I only want fellatio
I done jumped out to that bag, baby check my swag
Money fallin’ out my ass, I got a lot of cash
Ay, everybody runnin’, nigga got a gun
I ain’t makin’ beats but the Draco got a drum
I don’t wear no fuckin’ Yeezys, I got too much sauce
Like I don’t believe in Jesus, how I triple cross
I ain’t even brush my teeth, but I’m on the block
I ain’t even brush my teeth, all I do is floss
Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my 40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco


Dearest love don’t worry
They got nothin’ on me
And I’ll be out in a day or two
Oh and darlin, I love you

I’ll make my great escape
Don’t you worry dear
I’ll find a way to break on outta here
Oh you’ll see
We’re gonna live like royalty

Dearest love wait for me
I’ll get out, please believe me
Did you bury the money like I asked you to?
Oh my darlin, I miss you

I’ll make my great escape
Don’t you worry dear
I’ll find a way to break on outta here
We’ll be together, you and me
We’ll go to Mexico, you’ll see
And darlin we’re gonna live like royalty

Oh my love, please hold on
Been in isolation for so long
And it’s been years since I’ve seen your face darlin’
But I promise you I will get out of this place
(You’ll make your great escape
I’m not worried dear
You’ll find a way to break, but I’m outta here
Be together? Maybe
I’ll go to Mexico, you’ll see)
Darlin?
(Oh, I can’t wait baby)

I’ll make my great escape
Don’t you worry dear
I’ll find a way to break on outta here
We’ll be together, finally
We’ll go to Mexico you and me
And darlin’ we’re gonna live like royalty


One day I had a dream in my siesta
About an awesome place where it’s always fiesta
And the food is served with spicy salsa
So I think I’ll go to Mexico

Taco Taco Burrito!
Taco Taco Burrito!
Taco Taco Burrito!
Chimichangas,
Spicy Chimichangas
Chimichangas,
Spicy Chimichanga sauce!

When I got there I watched some lucha
I learned the girls in Mexico are called putas
And the food’s way better than shawarma
So I think I’ll stay in Mexico

Taco Taco Burrito!
Taco Taco Burrito!
Taco Taco Burrito!
Chimichangas,
Spicy Chimichangas
Chimichangas,
Spicy Chimichanga sauce!

TACO BURRITO!
TACO BURRITO!


Lyrics Tory Lanez – Dopeman go

Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go.

I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.

Bought the Wraith, I said f*ck the Ghost
Flew a brand new b*tch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the gulf
She not just the b*tch, that b*tch the plug
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I f*ck all the b*tches that make b*tches get low
.30 in my pants, I got a stallo
I just made enough to buy a Lambo
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad b*tches f*ckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school, couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad b*tches passin’ me the weed
I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
I done lost bets and told ’em niggas I ain’t owe ’em
I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
Someone please find me the dope man.

Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dopeman go.

I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby.

She just wanna party with the dough
Double that Barcardi with the coke
She just wanna f*ck and nothing more
I’m just making sure you up to go
Talking backwoods then I’m up again
She won’t lemme f*ck then I’ma f*ck her friend
Scoreboard b*tch I’m up 10 versuri-lyrics.info
I’ma need some head to get me up again
Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
Poppin’ with the bands
I have no intention of splitting this shit no one but my mans
b*tch up in the trenches with the poncho
Still got a nine like I’m Rondo.

Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go.

I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four b*tches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy babyyy.
Tory Lanez lyrics
Video go


[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse 1]
Bought the Wraith, I said fuck the Ghost
Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the gulf
She not just the bitch, that bitch the plug
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I fuck all the bitches that make bitches get low
.30 in my pants, I got a stallo
I just made enough to buy a Lambo
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school, couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
I done lost bets and told ’em niggas I ain’t owe ’em
I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
Someone please find me the dope man

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse 2]
She just wanna party with the dough
Double that Barcardi with the coke
She just wanna fuck and nothing more
I’m just making sure you up to go
Talking backwoods then I’m up again
She won’t lemme fuck then I’ma fuck her friend
Scoreboard bitch I’m up 10
I’ma need some head to get me up again
Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
Poppin’ with the bands
I have no intention of splitting this shit no one but my mans
Bitch up in the trenches with the poncho
Still got a nine like I’m Rondo

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Wait, I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby


[Verse One]
Why you want to catch my eye, when you already know that I’m taken (nah like really)
How you past due on payments, and I’m seeing you on vacation (nah like really)
How you gonna make us great, when we were never really that amazing (nah like really)
Take it back to what, I don’t find hanging black lives entertaining (nah like really)
How do you police the streets of a neighborhood you do not engage in (nah like really)
Why a brother get three for a sack while your brother go free for a raping (nah like really)
How you make a film about Egypt with all leading roles caucasian (nah like really)
How you saying all lives matter when the stats say we are not adjacent (nah like really)
Tell me if I got it all wrong, like I signed on the line but I didn’t read the form
And the fine print is all about the times we mourn, and the color of my skin means I gotta be strong
And your hand me down faith said if I was reborn, when I take my last breath that you’ll let me breathe on
And as of right now we could never be pals, so how are we supposed to get along (nah like really)
This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
Why am I forced to let it go, and clean your messes though (nah like really)
You take jobs to Mexico, pay us less and lesser though (nah like really)
Promised to bring them back, and that problem gets the vote (nah like really)

[Hook]
Really (repeated)

[Verse Two]
I be on the grind all day, I don’t pay mind to the date (nah like really)
Missed call vibrate, I find most times it could wait (nah like really)
I don’t talk blue in the face, just to make movement in place (nah like really)
Out of breath watching other man steps and you wonder why you’re losing the race (nah like really)
I was sleeping on floors, making bread instead of bed on tour man (nah like really)
If you ain’t never cry about a loss, don’t speak about the situation you’re in (nah like really)
I ain’t got a big deal but I’m still a big deal and I feel important (nah like really)
Yeah you got a big deal running on a big wheel I ain’t with extorting (nah like)
Yeah I’m independent and I’m making hella noise, and I’ll never let a woman make a Helen out of Troy
Got no suckers in the circle that pretend to be boys, I don’t lend them an extension I just send them decoys
Chilling in the cut is when I’m really feeling voids, ’cause the movements getting muted and it really needs a voice
We’re just picking between the evils of the lethals and the liars
People tired and they really need a voice (nah like really)
This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
This that calm collected flow, done right, wrong correctional (nah like really)
Enough about peace and blessings bro I want that deeper message though (nah like really)
If you on top that surface, drop that lesson though, preach (nah like really)

[Hook]
Really (repeated)


[Verse 1]
Yeah I don’t know about you
But I’m feeling sunshine
Trizing with the skylines
Sipping on something chilly
Watching señoritas dancing on the beaches
I’m sitting back jamin on Willy

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
From this hustle and bustle
Lay back and soak it up
With a nice cold bottle of Bud

[Chorus]
I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

[Verse 2]
I don’t know about you but I’m kind of thirsty
Lately I’ve been working just a little too much lately
Feeling kind of sodow
I can’t tell the boling
Clock in my gin, try and make me

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
From this hustle and bustle
Lay back and soak it up
With a nice cold bottle of Bud

[Chorus]
And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

[Bridge]
Where the skies are blue
Yeah the water’s just right, just me and you
Wait til the stas come out
Go skinny dipping, there ain’t no one else around
I’ll be honest I’m tipsy
I just cracked another bottle, honey come on with me
I ain’t never ever leaving baby
This is paradise, go ahead and leave me here

[Chorus]
And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving to Mexico

[Outro]
I’m driving to Mexico
I’m driving my ass to Mexico
I’m driving to Mexico


[Verse 1: Jidenna]
Everytime I pull up at the let out it’s a spectacle
Heard the shit was jumpin’ like the wall that border Mexico
This the only time we on time and on schedule
Collars on the shirt niggas trying to look respectable
Then I spot her with the fur and ice like an eskimo
Stretching out my cash so I’m hoping that she flexible
Shorties swinging purses and niggas swinging testicles
Eating fast food but we smoking on a vegetable
She looking man, She looking man
Go hook her man, Go hook her man
And that lame tryna holler he a Bond wanna-be
He a Roger Moore nigga I’m a Sean Connery, I know
Now you looking at a man that’s on a mission
Blind-sided cuz your man don’t go no vision
Enemies tryna pack us in a prison
But we gon’ pack up in that old Honda Civic

[Pre-Chorus: Jidenna]
Yeah, yeah
All hunt and all prey
Yeah, yeah
Why they looking at the wave
Yeah, yeah
Yall can bring it our way
Yeah, yeah
But awww no you won’t, aww no you won’t

[Chorus: Jidenna]
Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I ain’t givin’ these niggas no points just a shut out
I bet I take your hoe right after they let her out
I’m the boss, the huncho walkin’ with my chest out
I got 3 mill in cash stash it away in the guest house
I’m runnin’ so late, I’m runnin’ so late, I go get the money and shake
Soon as I pull up we run out the let out, we don’t got time to debate
Throwin’ cash off stage, supportin’ the minimum wage
Gotta let my wings fly, if you let me out the cage
If I ever go to jail, I’ma bail out
Then we gotta pipe it up at the let out
Latifah the queen we set it off
We don’t want the deal, the bet is off
Just throw me the ball we hit it off
You say we gon get where we started off

[Pre-Chorus: Jidenna]
Yeah, yeah
All hunt and all prey
Yeah, yeah
Why they looking at the wave
Yeah, yeah
Yall can bring it our way
Yeah, yeah
But awww no you won’t, aww no you won’t

[Chorus: Jidenna]
Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

[Bridge: Jidenna]
Broke niggas met up at the let out
Tryna get in we tryna get out
We used to meet up at the let out
On the fox with her tail out
Oooh
We can’t wait until they get out
Oooh
We fresh as hell at the let out
Woooah
We used to meet up at the let out
Woah
Broke niggas at the let out

[Chorus: Jidenna]
Yeah I’m running late so just meet me at the let out
Y’all tryna get in but I’m tryna get out
Niggas getting robbed get shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leaving out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mothafuckin let out
Preying on a fox yeah a fox with her tail out
Ooh I can’t wait, I can’t wait until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet up at the let out

[Outro: Jidenna]
I’m at the let out
I’m at the let out now
We tryna get out
We tryna get out now


Ya he, icky thump
Who’d a thunk?
Sittin’ drunk
On a wagon to Mexico

Her hair
What a chump
And my head
Got a bump
When I hit it on the radio

Redhead senorita
Lookin’ dead
Came to, said
‘I need a bed’ in Espanol

So I gave ’em drink of water
I’m gonna sing around the collar
Well, I don’t need a microphone

Yeah
Icky thump
With the lump
In my throat
Grab my coat
And now it’s reckoned
I was ready to go

Yeah, I swam beside the hair
She had one white eye
One blank stare
Lookin’ up, lyin’ there

On a stand in her hair
Was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane
Dry eye
Somethin’ strange!

La la
La la la la la la la la la la la la

Well, Americans
What, nothin’ better to do?
Why don’t you kick yourself out?
You’re an immigrant too

Who’s usin’ who?
What should we do?
Well, you can’t be a pimp
And a prostitute too

Icky thump
Handcuffed to a bunk
Robbed blind
Looked around
And there was nobody else

Left alone
I hit myself with a stone
Went home
And learned how to clean up after myself


[Verse 1: Jidenna]
Every time I pull up at the let out it’s spectacle
Heard this shit was jumpin’ like the waterboard in Mexico
This the only time we on time and on schedule
Collars on the shirts, niggas tryin’ live respectable
Then I spot her with the fur and ice like a Eskimo
Stretchin’ all my carrots so I’m hopin’ that she flexible
Shawty swingin’ purses, and nigga swingin’ testicles
Eatin’ fat food, but we smokin’ on the vegetable
She lookin’ man, she lookin’ man
Go hook her man, go hook her man
And a lame tryin’ holler he a bum on a beat
He a Roger Moore nigga, and I’m a Sean Connery
I know, now you lookin’ at a man that’s on a mission
Blind sided ’cause your man ain’t got no vision
Enemies tryin’ pack us in the prisons
But we gon pack up in that old Honda Civic, yeah yeah

[Bridge]
Uh huh, and know I pray, yeah yeah
Why they lookin’ at the wave, yeah yeah
Ya’ll could bring it our way, yeah yeah
But I don’t know you want, I don’t know you want

[Hook]
Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I ain’t givin’ these niggas no points just a shut out
I bet I take your hoe right after they let her out
I’m the boss that hunt you walkin’ wit my chest out
I got 3 mill in cash stash it away in the guest house
I’m runnin’ so late, I’m runnin’ so late, I go get the money and shake
Soon as I pull up we run out the let out, we don’t got time to debate
Throwin’ cash off stage, supportin’ the minimum wage
Gotta let my wings fly, if you let me out the cage
If I ever go to jail, I’ma bail out
Then we gotta pipe it up at the let out
Latifa the queen we set it off
We don’t want the deal, the bet is off
Just throw me the ball we hit it off
You say we gon get where we started off

[Bridge]
Uh huh, and know I pray, yeah yeah
Why they lookin’ at the wave, yeah yeah
Ya’ll could bring it our way, yeah yeah
But I don’t know you want, I don’t know you want

[Hook]
Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out

[Bridge 2]
Broke niggas met up at the let out
Gotta get in, we tryin’ get out
We used to meet up at the let out
On the phone [?]
Ohh, we can’t wait until they get out
We fresh as hell at the let out
Woah, we used to meet up at the let out
Woah, broke niggas at the let out

[Hook]
Yeah I’m runnin’ late so just meet me at the let out
Ya’ll tryin’ get in but I’m tryin’ get out
Niggas gettin’ robbed gettin’ shot at the let out
Heels in her hand while she leavin’ out the let out
I’ma meet my mans at the mother fuckin’ let out
Prayin’ on the boss, he a boss with her tail out
Oh I can’t wait, I can’t wait till until they get out
We be fresh as hell when we meet at the let out


Lyrics Lecrae – Blessings

If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings.

Yah, yaaah, yahhh
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Line ’em up, line ’em up, line ’em up
Swear the sun shinin’ on me in my huddle
No matter the trouble surroundin’ us
They don’t see that it’s a lot of us
Everybody move anonymous
Won’t take that credit, I know where we get it
Them blessings be comin’ from God above
I was doin’ all kinda bad
Where the choir at? Tell ’em I need a verse
Hit the pew and tell God he’s first
Hit the studio to body a verse
I remember pushin’ mama’s little white Hyundai with no gas money
I just bought a car, cash money
I ain’t even tryna brag on it
I just tell it how it really is
I ain’t trippin’, they ain’t feelin’ this
I ain’t sayin’ I deserve nothin’
I’m just tryna talk about the benefits
I’ve been punchin’ in the clock
Tryna keep the kitchen stocked
Man it’s a blessin’ ’cause we ain’t ever had a lot
But all we need is all we got.

If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Blessings. (x2)

I put my mama in the crib, said, “Stop stressin’”
I put my girl in a brand new diamond necklace
She said she need more of my love and affection
‘Cause lately I’ve been workin’ harder than ever
She said, “Baby, you a boss, baby, clear your schedule
Dolla you a boss, let’s do somethin’ special
Take me on a PJ, we should go to Mexico
I’ve been down for you, boy since when the money was low”
Anything for my bae ’cause she a blessing
If you woke up this morning it’s a blessing.

If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Blessings. (x2)

I took so many losses
Coulda lost it
Left ’em leakin’ like a faucet
Almost cost me
Everything that I got, all of my fam
Part of the plan
I was eatin’ fried bologna out of the pan
Y’all don’t understand
I was tryna get it
I’m in that studio tryna keep it pushin’
Petty pies, boy I kept ’em cookin’
All I needed was the Mary Mary
But the god in me was havin’ commentary, woo!
I got angels all around like Anita Baker
Blessings fallin’ in line, guess I need a taper
And every loss is a lesson
Tell my haters I confess
Treat ’em like the green bubbles on the iPhone
I probably never read the message.

If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson
I won’t ever think I’m better than the next man
I’ve been down before the come up, I ain’t stressin’
Baby I’m too busy countin’ all these blessings, blessings.

Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Count it up, count it up, count it up
Blessingsss.
Lecrae lyrics
Video Sign


[Verse 1]
Why you want to catch my eye, when you already know that I’m taken (nah like really)
How you past due on payments, and I’m seeing you on vacation (nah like really)
How you gonna make us great when we were never really that amazing (nah like really)
Take it back to what, I don’t find hanging black lives entertaining (nah like really)
How do you police the streets of a neighborhood you do not engage in (nah like really)
Why a brother get three for a sack while your brother go free for a raping (nah like really)
How you make a film about Egypt with all leading roles caucasian (nah like really)
How you saying all lives matter when the stats say we are not adjacent (nah like really)
Tell me if I got it all wrong, like I signed on the line but I didn’t read the form
And the fine print is all about the times we mourn, and the color of my skin means I gotta be strong
And your hand me down faith said if I was reborn, when I take my last breath that you’ll let me breathe on
And as of right now we could never be pals, so how are we supposed to get along (nah like really)
This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
Why am I forced to let it go, and clean your messes though (nah like really)
You take jobs to Mexico pay us less and lesser though (nah like really)
Promised to bring them back, and that’s how the problem gets the vote (nah like really)

[Hook]
Really (repeated)

[Verse 2]
I be on the grind all day, I don’t pay mind to the date (nah like really)
Missed call vibrate, I find most times it could wait (nah like really)
I don’t talk blue in the face, just to make movement in place (nah like really)
Out of breath watching other man steps and you wonder why you’re losing the race (nah like really)
I was sleeping on floors, making bread instead of bed on tour man (nah like really)
If you ain’t never cry about a loss, don’t speak about the situation you’re in (nah like really)
I ain’t got a big deal but I’m still a big deal & I feel important (nah like really)
Yeah you got a big deal running on a big wheel I ain’t with extorting (nah like)
Yeah I’m independent and I’m making hell of noise, and I’ll never let women make a Helen out of Troy
Got no suckers in the circle that pretend to be boys, I don’t lend them an extension I just sell them decoys
Chilling in the cut is when I’m really feeling voids, ’cause the movements getting muted and it really needs a voice
We’re just picking between the evils of the lethals and the liars
People tired and they really need a voice (nah like really)
This now more than ever though, all about force and measure though (nah like really)
This that calm collected flow, done right, wrong correctional (nah like really)
Enough about peace & blessings bro I want that deeper message though (nah like really)
If you on top that surface, drop that lesson though, preach (nah like really)

[Hook]
Really (repeated)


When I was but a young man, I was wild and full of fire
A youth within my teens, but full of challenge and desire
I ran away from home and left my mother and my dad
I know it grieved them so to think their only boy went bad

I fell in with an outlaw band, their names were known quite well
How many times we robbed and plundered, I could never tell
This kind of sinful living, leads only to a fall
I learned that much and more the night I heard my Master’s call
One night we rustled cattle, a thousand head or so
And started then out on the trail that leads to Mexico
When a norther started blowing and lightning flashed about
I thought someone was calling me, I thought I heard a shout
Then at that moment lightning struck not twenty yards from me
And left there was a giant cross where once there was a tree
This time I knew I heard a voice, a voice so sweet and strange
A voice that came from everywhere, a voice that called my name
So frightened I was thinking of sinful deeds I’d done
I failed to see the thousand head of cattle start to run
The cattle they stampeded, were running all around
My pony ran but stumbled and it threw me to the ground
I felt the end was near, that death would be the price
When another bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ
And I cried oh Lord forgive me, don’t let it happen now
I want to live for you alone, Oh God these words I vow
My wicked past unfolded and I thought of wasted years
When another bolt of lightning killed a hundred head of steers
And the others rushed on by me and I was left to live
The Master had a reason, life is his to take or give
A miracle performed that night, I wasn’t meant to die
The dead ones formed a barricade nearly six or seven high
And right behind it there was I, afraid but safe and sound
I cried in vain for mercy kneeling there upon the ground
A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free
No more to fear the angry waves upon life’s stormy seas
Forgiven by the love of God, a love that will remain
I learned that much and more the night the Saviour called my name


[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse 1]
Bought the Wraith I said fuck the Ghost
Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the gulf
She not just the bitch, that bitch the plug
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I fuck all the bitches that make bitches get low
.30 in my pants, I got a stallo
I just made enough to buy a Lambo
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like it’s Michael Bivins, nigga doin’ the digits baby
To an extensions baby, but you an extension baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
I just shot dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona
I done lost bets and told em niggas I ain’t know
I’m the CEO and niggas drop off the program
Someone please find me the dope man

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse 2]
She just wanna party with the dough
Double that Barcardi with the coke
She just wanna fuck and nothing more
I’m just making sure you up to go
Talking backwoods then I’m up again
She won’t lemme fuck then I’ma fuck her friend
Scoreboard bitch I’m up 10
I’ma need some head to get me up again
Woah, I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the kitchen baby
Doublin’, adding up all of this money I’m doin’ addition baby
Glock 40, like the top 40 when the shit get to mixing baby
A nigga done mention me and I get to fixin’ it
Poppin’ with the bands
I have no intention of spliting this shit no one but my mans
Bitch up in the trenches with the poncho
Still got a nine like I’m Rondo

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby


Drop me off at the Copacabana
You my one true love, aren’t you man, ah?
I’m your little super 8 movie
You know I’m in love with ya truly, yeah
So when baby if you
Don’t get down (ah ah ah)
Don’t get down

Spin me round kiss me in your Chevrolet
I love you more with each and everyday
Its finally time to make a safe get away
I could not be happier
Drop me off Santo Casino
I got an idea, why don’t we go to Mexico?
Like we said we would and you don’t want to
But I think, I think it’d be good for you, Billy
You never want to do nothing anymore than die
Remember the days when you used to sway and you’d

Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet
I love you more with each and everyday
It’s finally time to make a safe get away
I love you baby

What happened to us me and you?
I was funny once and you were funny too
One day we woke up and we found we had grew
And only I wasn’t me
I had come out blue
And you, I don’t know what to make of you
You’re not a color, you’re more of a shape
Of your former self, like they say babe

I remember the days when you’d

Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet
I love you more with each and everyday
And I’ll continue always to keep that way

Yellow, red or blue
Don’t matter to me if you don’t matter to you
We just keep on trucking and see what we do and
I remember every way that you loved me baby

Spin me around kiss me in your Chevrolet, top down
Howlin’ Vegas all the way
We almost had it all didn’t we baby ah ha ha


[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Secure the bag
It’s a cold world, bundle up
You better protect the bag
Don’t ever play yourself
Make sure that Y hit
Make sure that safe is safe
Key word, make sure
Brace yourself as I introduce you to The LOX
Secure the bag alert

[Hook: Infa-Red]
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga

[Verse 1: Jadakiss]
Yeah, I’m just waiting for that coke to dry up
I need that first half ‘fore I even ‘pose to fly it
It ain’t nothing worse than dealing with these fake promoters
All these super cops that’s out here tryna make they quota
As far as the pie, I need a slice and I’m good for the day
It’s in my blood so I was naturally good with the yay
You can lose your life in the hood for a day
You know me, I count it twice then I put it away
Yeah, bring some woods and some vanillas through
We chain smoking, haze cookies and guerilla glue
Money right, they glad that it’s pure
Nothing else matters as long as the bag is secure

[Hook: Infa-Red]
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke nigga

[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
My flow is strong so my money long, you can tell the way that I wear it
I ain’t work this hard to give you my bread, fuck out of here I don’t wanna hear it
My show’s lit, I gots houses shit, I got more than sneaker money on me
I just stack my bread and use my head, you can ask the niggas that know me
But I pop for my bottom line, bang, and I don’t even wear no flag
I just wait outside till you come home drunk just to secure that bag
Rubber grip on my Glock, shells all in my pump
I look good as shit but I’m an old head, who the fuck you talking to chump?
I got 10 bitches that’s bad, so tell ’em why you mad
You broke as fuck and you watching me, nigga that ain’t chasing no bag
Get on instagram and brag, you ain’t never had jet lag
You ain’t make it home and gotta leave back out just to secure that bag hah

[Hook: Infa-Red]
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci Mane and D-Block and we really sell dope
But don’t quote me bitch cause I might slit your damn throat
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna stay afloat
And I won’t never-ever-ever-ever-ever go broke
I take the good with the bad, I can even sell trash
I’m a magician with the chopper, I cut your body in half
I got balls made of brass, she got a basketball ass
And I gotta secure the bag, I got a 20 foot stash
And I’m laughing with the money bitch, she finer than me
The money that they think they getting, that ain’t no money to me
I gotta shout out my connect, that shit was fronted to me
I had to run the money back, that shit was punted to me, Wop

[Hook: Infa-Red]
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke nigga

[Verse 4: Styles P]
Bag coming, secure the shit
Caught a nice lick knocking off the purest shit
That Medellin on some torah shit
Waiting for the plug to come just so I can score some shit
Jefe come, jefe go
Let my little esse know we gon’ go hit Mexico
We gon’ get this bag like it’s gas, like it’s Texaco
Got a stash house in BK, right on Meserole
JFK, bag landing
Laguardia, it’s a bag landing
You can be the man but not the last standing
Niggas wild as Taliban, all my niggas blast scammers

[Hook: Infa-Red]
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this nigga
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope nigga


(Intro – DJ Khaled)
Secure the bag
It’s a cold world, bundle up
You better protect the bag
Don’t ever play yourself
Make sure that Y hit
Make sure that safe is safe
Key word, make sure
Brace yourself as I introduce yourself to The LOX
Secure the bag alert

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

RELATED

(Verse 1 – Jadakiss)
Yeah, I’m just waiting for that coke to dry up
I need that first half before I even post to fly it
It ain’t nothing worse than dealing with these fake promoters
All these….out here tryna make they quota
Need a slice and I’m good for the day
It’s in my blood so I was naturally good with the yay
You can lose your life in the hood for a game
You know me, I count it twice then I put it away
Yeah, bring some woods and some vanillas through
We chain smoking, haze cookies and guerilla glue
Money right, they glad that it’s pure
Nothing else matters as long as the bag is secure

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

(Verse 2 – Sheek Louch)
My flow is strong so my money long, you can tell the way I wear it
I ain’t work this hard to give you my bread, f**k out of here I don’t wanna hear it
My show’s lit, I gots houses s**t, I got more than sneaker money on me
I just stack my bread and use my head, you can ask the ni**as that know me
But I pop for my bottom line, bang, and I don’t even wear no flag
I just wait outside till you come home drunk just to secure that bag
Rubber grip on my Glock, shells all in my pump
I look good as s**t but I’m an old head, who the f**k you talking to chump?
I got 10 bi**hes that’s bad, so tell em why you mad
You broke as f**k and you watching me, ni**a that ain’t chasing no bag
You don’t instagram and brag, you ain’t never had jet lag
You ain’t make it home and gotta leave back out just to secure that bag hah

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a

(Verse 3 – Gucci Mane)
It’s Gucci Mane and D-Block and we really sell dope
But don’t quote me bi**h cause I might slit your damn throat
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna stay afloat
And I won’t never, ever, ever, ever go broke
I take the good with the bad, I can even sell trash
I’m a magician with the chopper, I cut your body in half
I got balls made of brass, she got a basketball ass
And I gotta secure the bag, I got a 20 foot stash
And I’m laughing with the money bi**h, she finer than me
The money that they think they getting, that ain’t no money to me
I gotta shout out my connect, that s**t was fronted to me
I had to run the money back, that s**t was punted to me, Wop

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Selling dope you ain’t buying with no broke ni**a

(Verse 4)
Bag coming, secure the s**t
Caught a nice lick knocking off the purest s**t
That man…on some torah s**t
Waiting for the plug to come just so I can score some s**t
Jefe come, jefe go
Let my little esse know we gon go hit Mexico
We gon get this bag like it’s gas, like it’s Texaco
Got a stash house in BK, right on
JFK, bag landing
Laguardia, it’s a bag landing
You can be the man but not the last standing
Ni**as wild as Taliban, all my ni**as black skinned

(Chorus – Infa-Red)
Secure the bag, secure the bag
You ain’t never seen money like this ni**a
Secure the bag, secure the bag
Never going broke long as I can sell dope ni**a


[Hook]
Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, “There he go!”
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco

[Verse 1]
Ay, Lil Kodak on the beat I got that bass, ho
Boy I drop that shit that they be waitin’ for
I like the Beamer but I’m about to go cop a Wraith tho’
I done peeped your true colors, boy you a rainbow
I got Space Jams on my feet, I’m on the moon
I’m really lit, so I ain’t gotta use no auto-tune
Yeah, I’m the shit, but you know damn well I ain’t number two
I’m in this bih’ around some niggas who ain’t got nothin’ to lose
But shawty got that head, she got that fire brain
She know I love the head, I love that migraine
You ain’t never run off with a boss [?]
She know a nigga be stunting like a Power Ranger

[Hook]
Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, “There he go!”
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco

[Verse 2]
These ain’t Ray-bans, these Saint Laurent shades, ho
The way my niggas hit your block, you’d think it’s Halo
No more home invadin now, I’m on the radio
I don’t even like to fuck, I only want fellatio
I done jumped up to that bag, baby check my swag
Money fallin’ out my ass, I got a lot of cash
Ay, everybody runnin’, nigga got a gun
I ain’t makin’ beats but the Draco got a drum
I don’t wear no fuckin’ Yeezys, I got too much sauce
Like I don’t believe in Jesus how I triple cross
I ain’t even brush my teeth, but I’m on the block
I ain’t even brush my teeth, all I do is floss

[Hook]
Look, every time you see me I’m surrounded by them snipers
You ain’t never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I’m from 1800, I’m a hot boy, but I’m iced up
Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don’t like you
Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago
Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, “There he go!”
Got me a new lady, we ’bout to take a trip to Mexico
Crackers took my .40 so I’m ’bout to go buy a Draco


[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse]
Bought the Wraith I said fuck the Ghost
Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the blow
She not just the bitch [?]
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I got all the bitches and that my bitches can’t know
Money in my [?]
I just met another bad [?]
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like I’m Michael [?], nigga doin’ the digits baby
Two in extensions baby, we doin’ the digits baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
I just shot [?] from eleventh grade, bustin’ low
I just lost bets went told them niggas I don’t know
Now the CEO, I’m thanking God I’m out the program
Someone please find me the dope man

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby


[Verse 1]
Yeah I don’t know about you
But I’m feeling sunshine
Trizing with the skylines
Sipping on something chilly
Watching sinyoritas dancing on the beaches
I’m sitting back jamin on Willy

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
From this hustle and bustle
Lay back and soak it up
With a nice cold bottle of Bud

[Chorus]
I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

[Verse 2]
I don’t know about you but I’m kind of thirsty
Lately I’ve been working just a little too much lately
Feeling kind of sodow
I can’t tell the boling
Clock in my gin, try and make me

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t know about you but I gotta get away
From this hustle and bustle
Lay back and soak it up
With a nice cold bottle of Bud

[Chorus]
And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving my ass to Mexico

[Bridge]
Where the skies are blue
Yeah the water’s just right, just me and you
Wait til the stas come out
Go skinny dipping, there ain’t no one else around
I’ll be honest I’m tipsy
I just cracked another bottle, honey come on with me
I ain’t never ever leaving baby
This is paradise, go ahead and leave me here

[Chorus]
And I’m driving my ass to Mexico
To get a little crazy, find a pretty baby and let go
Tequila’s got me hazy, dancing with the ladies
I don’t know when I’m coming home
But I’m driving to Mexico

[Outro]
I’m driving to Mexico
I’m driving my ass to Mexico
I’m driving to Mexico


[Verse 1]
Jupiter, kung fu, you know what I’m talking ’bout
Garden, darling, you know who the song’s about
Same old human, but you know who I really am
When I say “Truman”, I know you gon’ understand me
Tears keep falling and writers got the best of me
New York’s calling, meet me on balcony
Say lead me, lead me
But you know what I really mean is
Keep me, keep me

[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re lonely and you need someone
Then just call me and you got someone
I’ll come running, I’ll drop everything
Cause You know that you’re my everything
When you’re busy, look I understand
I can’t have you like the way I dreamt
When you’re lonely and you need someone
Then just call me and you got someone

[Chorus]
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody?
You always got somebody
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody in me, yeah
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody?
You always got somebody
You got somebody in me, yeah

[Verse 2]
Jupiter, kung fu, you know where I’m coming from
When genius happens, there’s no need for thinking long
Oh God bless you, still thankful for the view
Giving tender, love and care to all those in need of you
Mexico, hablo con Frida y Diego, venga callate
Sabes que te amo
Leave me, leave me
But you know what I really mean is, all I really need is you

[Pre-Chorus]
When you’re lonely and you need someone
Then just call me and you got someone
I come running, I’ll drop everything
Cause You know that you’re my everything
When you’re busy look I understand
I can’t have you like the way I dreamt
When you’re lonely and you need someone
Then just call me and you got someone

[Chorus]
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody?
You always got somebody
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody in me, yeah
Don’t you know you’ve got somebody?
You always got somebody
You got somebody in me, yeah

[Outro]
Need somebody?
Just call me and you got somebody
I got everything, yeah, yeah, yeah
Just know you want everything, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah
Yeah
Yeah


In 1814, we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip’.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in a town in New Orleans.

We fired our guns and the British kept a-coming
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more, and they began to running,
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river and we see’d the British come
and there musta’ been a hundred of ’em beating on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
We stood beside our cotton bales and didn’t say a thing.

We fired our guns, and the British kept a-coming
There wasn’t nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to running,
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.


[Hook]
Goodbye to your last
To your last
To your last one
Down in Mexico
Down in Mexico

[Hook]
Goodbye
To your last
To your last
To your last one
Down in Mexico
Down in Mexico

[Verse 1]
You go your way
And I’ll go mine
You go your way
And I’ll go mine
Oh, you go your way
I’ll go mine
It’s fine
It’s fine
It’s fine
It’s fine

[Verse 2]
You had some of me
And you’re fine with me
Now that you’re done with me
You don’t want none of me
You had some of me
And were fine with me
Now that you’re done with me
You don’t want none of me

[Hook]
Goodbye
To your last
To your last
To your last one
Down in Mexico
Down in Mexico

[Hook]
Goodbye
To your last
To your last
To your last one
Down in Mexico
Down in Mexico

[Verse 3]
You had some of me
And you’re fine with me
Now that you’re done with me
You don’t want none of me
You had some of me
And were fine with me
Now that you’re done with me
You don’t want none of me
Fine

[Bridge]
There’s always a last one
Until your next one

[Hook]
Goodbye
From your last
From your last
From your last one
Down in Mexico

[Verse 4]
I’m your baby in Mexico
And you know you don’t tell her about me
Don’t you tell her about me
Don’t you dare tell her about me


Stupid Kung Fu,
You know what I’m talking bout
Darling, darling
You know who the song’s about
Slave on human, but you know who I really am
I say Truman, I know you gon’ understand when
Tears keep falling, and the brighten got the best of me
New York’s calling, meet me on the balcony
Say lead me, lead me
But you know what I really mean is
Keep me, keep me

When you’re lonely and you need someone
Can you pour me just a glass of wine?
I’ll come running, I’ll drop everything
‘Cause you know that you’re my everything
When you’re busy I’ll understand
I can have you like the way I drown
When you’re lonely and you need someone
You just call me and you got someone

Don’t you know you got somebody?
You’ll always got somebody
Don’t you know you got somebody in me?
Don’t you know you got somebody?
You’ll always got somebody
You got somebody in me!

Stupid Kung Fu,
You know where I’m coming from
When genius happens
There’s no need for thinking on
Oh, God bless you
I’m thankful for the view
Giving tender love and care
To those who need of you
Mexico,
[?]
Leave me, leave me
But you know what I really mean
Is all I really need is you
When you’re lonely and you need someone
Can you pour me just a glass of wine?
I’ll come running, I’ll drop everything
Cause you know that you’re my everything
When you’re busy I’ll understand
I can have you like the way I drown
When you’re lonely and you need someone
You just call me and you got someone

Don’t you know you got somebody?
You’ll always got somebody
Don’t you know you got somebody in me?
Don’t you know you got somebody?
You’ll always got somebody
You got somebody in me!

Need somebody
Just call me and you got somebody
I’ll drop everything ye-yeah
Just know you are my everything, ye-yeah


[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope
Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float
Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke
Fuck I’m out my mind, I’m burning bread so much lets have a toast
My niggas and momma know that if I wasn’t here, nigga I’d be dead
Now I’m in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling
‘Member when I never ever made shit?
Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships
Now who the slave bitch?

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott]
Straight from the lair or Himalayas
I got more keys than the mayor, let’s have a prayer
Kelly Divine off in my pager, I’ll hit her later
Dawn to dusk I’m trying to get made, I been up for days
Damn I’ll never pop another pill, man that shit is real
Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill
I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin
May La Flame live forever, and always bring ’em in

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Bridge: A$AP Bari]
La Flame, don’t play no games
These niggas is lames
These niggas ain’t lords, we the new lords
Lord
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…


[Verse 1: Kanye West]
I been waiting for a minute
For my, lady
So I can’t jeopardize that for one of these hoes
I been living without limits
As far as my business
I’m the only one that’s in control
I been feeling all I’ve given
For my children
I will die for those I love
God, I’m willing
To make this my mission
Give up the women
Before I lose half of what I own
I been thinking
About my vision
Pour out my feelings
Revealing the layers to my soul, my soul
The layers to my soul
Revealing the layers to my soul

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
See, before I let you go
One last thing I need to let you know
You ain’t never seen nothing crazier than
This nigga when he off his Lexapro
Remember that last time in Mexico
Remember that last time, the episode
Asking me why the hell I text in code
Four times that you say don’t text me hoe
Told you four times, don’t test me, hoe
Now we finna lose all self-control
But you ain’t finna be raising your voice at me
Especially when we in the Giuseppe store
But I’mma have the last laugh in the end
Cause I’m from a tribe called check a hoe
Yeah, I’mma have the laugh in the end
Cause I’m from a tribe called check a hoe
And I…

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me
They wish I would go ahead and fuck my life up
Can’t let them get to me
And even though I always fuck my life up
Only I can mention me

[Outro: Section 25 & Kanye West]
See through the veil
And forget all of your cares
Throw them, throw them away
Don’t stop your loving
Don’t stop for nothing
No, not for nothing
They don’t wanna see me love you
Nah, don’t stop it
They always love it
They always wanna
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
They don’t wanna see me love you
See through the veil
And forget all your cares
Throw them, throw them away
Oh, life’s a feeling
Oh, the body’s a feeling


Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business (nobody’s business)
Goddamn, She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She works for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, she worth every dollar
But she worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

She’s stacking money, money everywhere she goes
(Juno!)
You know, pesos out of Mexico
De uno, commas and them decimals (You know!)
She don’t gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy
She love the way it tastes, that’s her recipe
Rushing through her veins like it’s ecstasy
Then she kill the fucking stage like an enemy

Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business (nobody’s business)
Goddamn, (Goddamn!)
She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She work for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, she work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

She trickin’ on herself, she don’t need a boss
(That Juno!)
It really ain’t a thing to flaunt (That Two Door!)
Stuntin’ with the ceilings off
Got these bitches in their feelings
Cause she played it off
Used to have a man, Wasn’t meant to be (meant to be)
Made 100 bands that’s a Century (century)
Saving up for plans that would never be
She already made enough but she’ll never leave

All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (ouh yeah)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (ouh yeah)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (oh yeah)
F-Fallin’ from the sky
F-F-Fallin’ from the sky
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (from the sky)
All that money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (skyyy)
All this money, money
Fallin’ from the sky (sky)
F-Fallin’ from the sky (sky)
Fallin’ from the sky

Got 100 bands I don’t need a reason (I don’t need a reason)
Tell these bitches it’s killer season (It’s killer season)
200 cash she don’t need a Visa (She don’t need a Visa)
Money money ah she ain’t believe it
300 flat bitch act a freezer
Ballin’ ballin’ you played the bleachers
400 down, Crib on the beach
Comin’ round and they gang gone flee

Six inch heels, She walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, She murdered everybody and I was her witness
She work for the money, she work for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she worth every minute, She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she worth every minute


[Instrumental Intro]

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she’s worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
She’s stacking money, money everywhere she goes
You know, pesos out of Mexico
De uno, commas and them decimals
She don’t gotta give it up, she professional
She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy
She love the way it tastes, that’s her recipe
Rushing through her veins like it’s ecstasy, oh no
Then she killed the fucking stage like an enemy

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar
Work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
She tricking on herself she don’t need a boss
Don’t you know, really ain’t a thing to [?]
That two door, stunting with the ceilings on
Got these bitches on her feelings cause she paid it all
Used to have a man, wasn’t meant to be
Made 100 bands, that’s a century
Saving up for plans that would never be
She already made enough but she’ll never leave

[Bridge: The Weeknd]
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
Falling from the sky, f-f-falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
All this money, money, falling from the sky
F-f-falling from the sky, falling from the sky

[Verse 3: Belly]
Got a 100 bands I don’t need a reason
Tell these bitches it’s killing season
200 cash, she don’t need a visa
Money, money all she believin’
300 flat, bitch left me freezin’
Balling all up on and you play the bleachers
400 down, primp on the beach
Comin’ round and everything on fleek

[Chorus: Belly]
Six inch heel, she walked in the club like nobody’s business
Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness
She worked for the money, she worked for the money
From the start to the finish
And she’s worth every dollar, worth every dollar
But she’s worth every minute

[Outro]
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she’s worth every minute
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
She work for the money
But she’s worth every minute


[Verse 1: Julius]
Have you ever heard that Slaughterhouse song Goodbye?
When I heard that song I cried
Crooked was reminiscing on the tragic day when his uncle passed away
If Crooked was sad that day so was I
That was my uncle too nigga so how wrong was I
Trying to hold back tears yo the fact is
I was at that awkward age thought I was too grown to cry
But my eyes wasn’t close to dry
Going through ups and downs the ebb and flow
Trying to pick myself off the F’n floor
Take the letter F from flow feeling extra low
Hope is miles away I got steps to go, stressed I know
I feel like the Evans kids trying to have good times after James left the show
And the death of [?] I’m worth less in America like I’m currency from Mexico
And I got the kind of woman niggas wish to purpose to
Baby girl I’m just trying to get us rich like I told you
Spittin’ these vocals
But I can’t afford to give you shit that I owe this ain’t how shit is suppose to be and she the type that niggas hold on to
So look this ain’t my official proposal but
Teresa Davids will you marry a nigga you’ve been there for a nigga with the shit that I go through

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 2: Demetrius]
Yo sex’ll be my stress relief especially when it’s with she
Who brings out the best of me
You ever seen everything you ever need in one person that’s her she was there for me
It ain’t even sex, it’s ecstasy If she was my ex she’d rep for me
Yea she’d rep the team she never need a wedding ring
That’s why I wanna die making love so I can love her ’till we rest in peace
Yes indeed it’s so hard living but a nigga go hard and she go hard with him
Had to bogart women just to get to her it’s so far
She my co star hope it’s no hard feelings ladies
I was in the cold dark sittin’ and she took a nigga in
And then we both start winnin’ and the cold part
Is when I’m in her ocean a nigga wanna cry
That’s why I’m finna go hard in it baby
Maybe I’m an asshole cause lately I been angry on the daily
And I’m half going crazy but my lady saying "wait
Let’s go half on a baby"
She my hero she put her mask on and saved me
Cause I’m a shady nigga I should be signed to Shady nigga
Being that cold made me what I am but my lady she my backbone ain’t she
Ain’t when I’m up in her my nigga that don’t phase me

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 3: Dice]
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need my stress relieved
I been searching for a meal not enough doe
Feeling too salty a fucked up recipe
Trying to win for my niggas rest in peace
I want a comfortable lead like [?]
Yeah my family the best of me, give the industry the rest of me
So what’s left of me?
Something infecting me a disease that I’m trying to fight
It ain’t HIV but a lot like it it’s the HIP Hop virus
With no money to treat it you can die by it
I got shit to do, got kids at home need tending to
Can’t pay attention to the hate gotta steer straight
On this rough road hands at 10 and 2
Feeling too lost got things on my mind yo
Should I sell to the fiends that like dope
Or should I sell to the fiends that like dope music
Will I make green with this mic yo?
Or will I make green in the night putting heat to the white
In this pot over my stove
I’m too stressed I can’t call it
Fuck a cell phone I’m trying to keep my self on this tight rope

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup

[Verse 4: Kenny]
Living a life that’ll test your patience
Ever walk home at night and see the helicopter flashing
His light on your destination
Then having ambulance fly by at an aggressive pace then
Now your mind heart and feet all get to racing
Hoping that the child you left at home is safe and
Thinking if not somebody’s going to become a medics patient
Where I’m from being about the life is a requirement
So I can’t help it if I’m a product of my environment
They’ll either have to feel me or kill me
‘Till then I’mma remain the real me
Life’s pain got me asking God to heal me
Plus doing dirt ‘Till the day a nigga filthy
Slow or fast I’m gon’ progress
Because slow progress is better then no progress
But to keep shit off my mind
I’m high at all times call it an all time high
Been doing a lot of green blowing lately
To escape the fact that I feel I’m going crazy
In the mirror talking for an hour long to face me
Reflection I’m feeling high but I’m feeling low as can be
Shit I need some stress relief
Fuck it light another best believe
No [?] no seeds no sesames
Hope I open my mind ,get it? Open sesame

[Hook] (x2)
Yo I need some stress relief
Stressed the fuck out need the stress relieved
I been going through a lot I’m still going through it
I’m running from my trouble like refugees
Best believe nigga I ain’t never giving up
Nah I’ll never give a fuck
But it seems like life ain’t never been as tough
I’m stressed I’m just telling y’all wassup