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Kid Ink - Full Speed Lyrics






What It Feels Like

Yeah, I can tell you what it, yeah yeah
I can tell you what it feels like
Up all night, waitin' for a deal like
Nigga, this is real life, real light
I ain't have a meal night

I can tell you what it feels like
I can tell you what it feels like
Better know this shit is real life
I can tell you what it feels like

In the back of the 'Lac
AC/DC Back In Black
Just ABC's, don't worry bout that
I ain't worried bout nothin'
Been on the road 6 summers
Now I'm back on the o'block stuntin'
Ain't shit changed and it's home, mothaf*cka
Bet a hunnid that my old bitch still love me, leave me alone
You know I couldn't be here alone
I got the team here to even it off
Doin' whatever we feel like
Feel like you ain't even involved
Man, this shit is too real life

I can tell you what it
I can tell you what it feels like
Better know this shit is real life
I can tell you what it's...

Like when niggas with nothin' they always wanna say somethin'
Pay 'em no attention, that's what made me on top
Bitch, I'm in beast mode, make me a collar
Everybody caught up comin' from the lobby
But you know a nigga still broad and got talent
Sleepin' on me with the five footie year old pajamas
I'm just tryna eat, feelin' so piranha, leave me alone
What would you really do if you be doin' me?
Say I sold out, just mad you can't afford me
I'm comin' at your face, kinda hard can't ignore me
Full speed, hit the gas and we roarin'

Yeah, I can tell you what it
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, JONATHAN KING, JULIO SANTIAGO
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Faster

[Hook:]
Faster, faster, faster, faster

[Verse 1:]
Say you wanna live faster faster, I got what you asked for
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
You ain't that shy baby, don't be actin' bashful
Hands all in it like I'm pickin' out a raffle
Roll up, light a candle
Shot after shot, never runnin' out of ammo
We some wild animals, f*ck what the time is
Walk that line, you'll be up all night bitch
Hell nah we ain't high yet
Know I got that loud and you niggas sound quiet
In this bitch deeper than a choir
It's lookin' like your first time
Baby are you sure you wanna try it?

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Say you wanna live faster faster, I got what you asked for
All around the world baby, hope you got your passports
Goin' outta town, gotta leave in the early morn'
I ain't even pack, all I need is a carry on
I know this sound very strong
But I might just put my Mary on
Leave your friends, so depressing like a Mary song
Still impressed by the suites at the Marriott
Come and let me upgrade you
Bad bitch sniffin' round, and she hit the nasal
Girls gone wild, takin' shots from the navel
Somewhere overseas, man my name's Mr. Navel
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, CHUCK SABATINO, DACOURY NATCHE, LINDA HARGROVE, MARK ELLERBEE, RAYMOND SCHULTE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Dolo

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, ROBERT KELLY, NICHOLAS BALDING, MARK KRAGEN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Body Language

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, MAGNUS AUGUST HOIBERG, MIKKEL ERIKSEN, TINASHE KACHINGWE, TOR HERMANSEN, USHER RAYMOND
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Hotel

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, TYRONE WILLIAM GRIFFIN JR, CLARENCE MONTGOMERY III, BOBBY SIMMONS, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, DIJON MCFARLANE, VERSE SIMMONDS, CHRISTOPHER FEATHERSTONE, JUSTIN FEATHERSTONE, MATTHEW FEATHERSTONE, WILLIAM FEATHERSTONE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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Cool Back

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Be Real

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Writer: BRITTANY HAZZARD, NICK AUDINO, BRIAN COLLINS, JULIAN GRAMMA, LEWIS HUGHES, DAOUDA LEONARD, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE, DEJA TRIMBLE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Hipgnosis Songs Group
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Every City We Go

[Migos:]
Oh, Migos
Yo, yoo, Kid Ink

[Hook - Kid Ink & Migos:]
They respect me like the man
In every city we go, in every city we go
Pick up a pack soon as we land
In every city we go, in every city we go
And every real nigga feel me
In every city we go, in every city we go
They fall in love with how we livin'
In every city we go, we gotta get it and go
In every city we go

[Kid Ink:]
Every city we go
Roll up glad I don't gotta see a PO
Know I came from the city, block as hot as creole
If you made it from the block, take a shot, reload
Realest mothaf*cka still, gotta keep a C-note
I got a million but I'm still smokin' down to the roach
I came down from the ropes, plastic sticks the glass on coasters
To keep couple shotties around me with the holster
Hoping that somebody would get froggy
Just clean up all them dirty looks
I see him tighter than a cornrow
Mad cause my poster in they sister's dorm room
But in my face

[Hook]

[Quavo:]
Quavo, every city we go
Yeah there's a whole lotta hoes, top floor condo
Every city we go
Touchdown 50K for a show, 50K for a show yeah
Every city we go, we plugged in 26 days you know
Ask Offset, GD Folks
Every city we go, we touchdown no Big U
And rollin' sixes you know yeah
And you know we keep it real
Touchdown in any field yo
No soccer home field
Make a hunnid mil, yeah I keep it real

[Hook]

[Offset:]
Every city that I enter it's in my agenda
I'm a gangster disciple it's a part of my gender
When I touchdown they gon' go put you in blenders
Everywhere I go I got GD on my check like a pendant
City to city we gettin' this money repeated
I flew to your city, laid on your bitch and repeated
When I greet her I beat it and we keep that on a secret
Money trees that I seeded, people they can't even believe it
Started in bandos and now we ridin' in Phantoms
Please pardon the savage because I do not have manners
I was stuck in my city so I had to keep a hammer
I was stuck on the bus I knew one day I would go platinum

[Hook]
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, EDWARD CAMERON, KIARI CEPHUS, KIRSHNIK BALL, QUAVIOUS MARSHALL, ZIHIRR MITCHELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
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Round Here

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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About Mine

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Blunted

Lemme see it

[Hook - R. Kelly & Kid Ink:]
Said, I don't see no one else but you alone
Said, I don't see no one else
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear

[Verse 1 - Kid Ink:]
Everything is a go doe
I been lookin' at you dance like a Go-go
Girl, hold that for the photo
Ain't got drink in your cup, that's a nono
And I don't see no one through the smoke
Roll like I got no lungs
But you the only thing that I notice, dolo
Sayin' you ain't gotta leave solo
Just go on throw it at me like Romo
Sittin' in the club, big sea full of fish
And I'm giving you all my attention, said

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
You could bring your friends
To meet my friends over in my section
VIP every week, got a residence
Now baby go on bring it back, I'm tryna reminisce
You remind, you remind, you remind me
Of something that I'm missing, don't know what it is yet
Send a full bag, gotta come with submission
I be two on, everything on a million, po' up
Just let me know, we can be out
Keys over at the valet kiosk
Sayin' that you came here dolo
Probably got a man, I'ma act like I don't know doe

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - R. Kelly:]
You ain't tryna get money, what you come for
You ain't tryna show nothin', what you come for
Get to bouncin' that ass like a pogo
Pause, that's a photo
Body so dumb I'ma call it body dodo
Face so pretty girl you should be a logo
Lead singer, solo
Leave with me, I'll go
We can make moments that we'll never forget
I'm talkin' bout shine baby, candles lit
Cause baby girl you deserve that shit
Cause you work that pole like your bills overdue
Got so much talent I'm thinkin' bout sponsoring you
Gotta know first

[Partial Hook:]
Did you come over, dolo, dolo
Tell me did you come over, dolo
You ain't gotta leave by yourself, ya hear
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Like A Hott Boyy

[Intro: Young Thug]
Metro Boomin' wants some more nigga

[Hook: 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

[Verse 1: 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

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 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

[Verse 3: Bricc Baby Shitro]
Everybody get your roll on, smash smash nigga
Cash money, cash money, talkin' fast fast bitch
Guerilla warfare but Juveniles gon' smash nigga
Pull up to the spot with 200 on the dash, damn
The AP done nearly broke my wrist
I whip it fast, whip it fast, I gave my wrist a ticket
When you hear that "brrr brrr", know I got no chickens
I took some bands on your head and then you leave my hood

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Cash money, Young gettin' that cash money
Supercharger on the 'Vette now I look like a crash dummy
$50,000 on a Porsche, she ain't said nothin'
Hey, yeah nigga I became a breadwinner
I've never said nothing for the fetty, can I rub ya?
Foreign shoes they give me bunions
I blowin' O's like a Funyun
ABC, all about cummin'
Nigga cannot act tough, know he not boy
You my target, with a dot on your eye boy
I'ma buy, I'm not leasing it
I though my dick gon' feature it
I'm in Memphis, no Bleek, lil bitch
Hammer, I don't want keep the bitch
I'm screaming the tech game
And I got birds you know the rest man, rap game

[Hook]
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, JEFFREY WILLIAMS, GARY HILL, LELAND WAYNE, ZIHIRR MITCHELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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Show Must Go On

[Intro:]
Dear Lord, forgive us for we know not what we do

[Verse 1 - MGK:]
I used to snatch purses
Now I'm stealin' money from corporate America
Writing these goddamn verses
Tryna get 50 Cent to me
Stupid I turn him a G Unit
Make him beg for mercy
F*ck juice, get a keg I'm thirsty
Walk in the VMA's while your mans rehearsing
I don't give a shit if he went platinum twice
If he ain't a real one I'ma snatch the mic

[Verse 2 - Kid Ink:]
Uh, go on gimme that
Feelin' like Yeezy, tell me where the Henny at
We deserve it, we been workin'
Even on days when it don't seem worth it
I be two on, new shit your style need a group home
Old bitch I'm beasting, hungry
Mothaf*cka need me somethin' to chew on

[Verse 3 - MGK:]
Come here I'm too gone
2 AM gettin' head in the Yukon
Two grams of the kush in the blue bong
Two students in the bed from the Tuscon
What more can a mothaf*cka do wrong
I'm a sinner I know
Maybe that's why there is fire every city I go
Maybe I'ma just retire and become a supplier
Cause I'm already buying all the f*ckin' weed y'all grow

[Verse 4 - Kid Ink:]
Know I roll, one to the sky and blow
Lock and load, can't nobody stop this show
Can't nobody knock this flow, kick down
F*ck knockin' your door, we doin' it biggie
Gettin' busy, competition is lookin' iffy
You ain't gotta gas me, ridin' on empty
No invite I'm runnin' through the entry
Gone

[Hook - Math Allen & Kid Ink:]
We live fast but we don't wanna die young
We don't wanna die young but we ain't never gon' run
You can send 'em, I'll be ready when they come
The show must go on, the show must go on
Can't nobody stop this show
The show must go on

[Verse 5 - MGK:]
F*ck with me, I been trill like Bun with me
Gettin' big like Pun with me
Cleveland bone thugs with me
It's the first of the month
Fried shrimp for lunch
Rossi in my cup
Lace the f*ck up

[Verse 6 - Kid Ink:]
Said if you got a problem
Baby you can get the back hand
Tryna say that I'm a bad man
Sayin' labor was a bad plan
But I don't feel no pressure
Same way I feel about your impression
It's money over the pressure
Representing for the reckless
Know you could feel my presence
Through the message
Gotta thank God, it's a blessing
Stackin' up like Tetris
And I take more if you let me
Just take five, let me shine
My eyes low, but I'm not tired
Keep quiet, man I tried
This suicide, suicide

[Hook]
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Diamonds and Gold

[Hook - Verse Simmonds & Kid Ink:]
Baby it's nothin', if you need somethin'
Know I'm good for it, I can put that on everything
I put it up, cause baby keep frontin'
You could have it all right now
You know I'm good for it
I put you in diamonds & gold, I put it up, I put it up
I put you in diamonds & gold, I put it up, I put it up
I put you in diamonds &

Anything you want, know I put it up
Even when you ain't being good enough
Ain't trickin' if you got it what they all say
Have you ever been shoppin' sippin' Rosé?
Girl ain't no reason to be shy you
Already shine like a bag full of diamonds
Go on show it off, f*ck comments
You ain't just checkin' for a nigga with a check full of commas
I know, look around, everything gold
You could try in on but everything goes
Walk up in the store with ya, everything sold
My little shopaholic, I tell her

[Hook]

Nothin' but the best, sittin' on your flesh
Baby go ahead and flex on your girlfriend
Diamonds and gold, no Sterling
Passport flights, lemme take you on a whirlwind
Pool party at the crib in the pearly
Slumber party at the crib in La Perla
They body murder, go on kill em' off then
GPS you know just where the mall is, often
Yeah they know my name in this mothaf*cka often
You ain't seen nothin' yet, girl that's what they all say
Bossin' up, I could afford it
Bad ass bitch but she know I'm good for it
I tell her

[Hook]

[Kid Ink & Verse Simmonds:]
I said I put you in diamonds &
It's nothin', you know that I got it babe
I said I put you in diamonds &
Just say what you want and you got it babe
I tell her

[Hook]
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Writer: BRIAN COLLINS, DAVID DOMAN, VERSE SIMMONDS
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POV

[Intro:]
You ready? This when you see the little red light come on

[Hook:]
Now, I need you to preform to sell
This sound like porn music
Now, I need you to preform to sell
This that new porn music
[x2]

[Verse 1:]
I see you girl, everything in POV
I can show you one shade of black
I know you like 50 Shades of Grey
Tonight dress up like a villain girl
And I'll be there to save the day
By dinner time, make sure you save a plate
And I eat it, and you ain't gotta shave it baby
Cause I'm a nasty nigga, I'm a nasty nigga
I need you preforming on me POV til the morning

[Pre-Hook:]
Girl, I know you want it
And you know I like to see it
When you preforming, everything in POV
What's your fetish, what's your fetish girl
What's your fetish, you the only fetish girl

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I got a grip on the camera
Girl I won't drop it, you could put your hands up
Grab you a pillow, started from the waist low
Bout to move up, baby don't hide your face though POV
I keep it lowkey, promise that no one else gon' see
See that you could make this your profession
Nasty girl tell me what's your fetish
Vicki secrets it's hard to keep
We just started, I'm ready for the sequel
Already, the car ready
Like brains of a beauty
Show me you small headed
Tell 'em

[Pre-Hook & Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Yeah yeah, what's your fetish girl, I don't care
Know I'm internationally known
As a mothaf*ckin' freak to the core
F*ck ya clothes and sheets get torn
Eat your girlfriend the more I get top
Check for coke yeah them balls get top
On the road take the body on tour
Swear them nasty bitches all love you
When they see them pockets on beep beep dummy
You ain't gotta give me no answer now
But back then I can tell you was a dancing girl so

[Hook x2]

[Outro:]
I know you want it
And you know I like to see it
When you preforming, everything in oh oh
Girl, I know you want it
And you know I like to see it
When you preforming, everything in, everything in
What's your fetish, what's your fetish girl
You the only fetish girl round me
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