G LOCK lyrics - 6ix9ine
A-A-A Model, that shit final
I got a whole lot of opps, I bought a brand new stick
Tell 'em get it line, tell 'em suck a whole dick
I won't even spend, get my lil' niggas that check
How them niggas at your neck? What the fuck you expect?
I just put a beam on that brand new Draco
Hundred shots in it, got that shit from Diego
He movin' a dope across the border so I got me a kilo
Fuck the Nike tech', I'm doing his in mosquito
That lil' bitch, she on me, and she all on my body
G Lock on my hip, oh yeah, you know that I'm appy
My diamonds - water, it ain't drippy, got my shit from Dasani
You got your shit from Claires, my shit from every yachty
Bitches always mad, they be doing the most
Niggas big sad, 'cause they stupid and broke
Like I don't get it, get a bag, why the fuck is you broke?
She ain't even let you fuck, I put that Prada on her coat
I got a G Lock in my jeans, tuck it, dirty lemon squeeze on it
Every nigga with me got a beam, don't be bean muggin'
No, we can't be seen, running up, and then squeeze on 'em
We the reason why they got your mans on the team
I got a whole lot of opps, I bought a brand new stick
Tell 'em get it line, tell 'em suck a whole dick
I won't even spend, get my lil' niggas that check
How them niggas at your neck? What the fuck you expect?
I just put a beam on that brand new Draco
Hundred shots in it, got that shit from Diego
He movin' a dope across the border so I got me a kilo
Fuck the Nike tech', I'm doing his in mosquito
GOOO lyrics - 6ix9ine
A-A-A Model, that shit final
He tough on the app and pushing Compton, yeah
I'm real, like, fuck all tricks and boppers, yeah
I'm Batman, yeah, my switching a Robin (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
Whatever you jacking, nigga, I'll drop it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She pull that pussy out, she better pop it, yeah
I blow her back out, bitch, I'm balling (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
My shooters stay with a nine like Ebugala (Bop-bop-bop)
Every time we outside it's on his body (Bah, bah, bah; yeah)
Active posted, never not having motion
Block, loaded, pass the bro, he throwing, yeah, yeah
Pass the bro, he throwing
Fuck this bitch, I'm having my way, I pass it the bro, she blowing
Go, go, you know this bitch be homeing
I jump in the lave, I'm swerving the lane
I'm driving this shit like it's stolen
Go, go, nigga calling me bro, I'm 'lone
He checking that shit, who known?
Last niggas in that got folded
He tough on the app and pushing Compton, yeah
I'm real, like, fuck all tricks and boppers, yeah
I'm Batman, yeah, my switching a Robin (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
Whatever you jacking, nigga, I'll drop it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She pull that pussy out, she better pop it, yeah
I blow her back out, bitch, I'm balling (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
My shooters stay with a nine like Ebugala (Bop-bop-bop)
Every time we outside it's on his body (Bah, bah, bah)
She want Casamigo', tell her cost and we go
She said we gon' fuck, just raise him
I can't go sleep though, everybody got time for that
Just give a little bro with a opp pack
Once I beat it if she eat it
Just know I'm dog in a fruit snack
He tough on the app and pushing Compton, yeah
I'm real, like, fuck all tricks and boppers, yeah
I'm Batman, yeah, my switching a Robin (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
Whatever you jacking, nigga, I'll drop it (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She pull that pussy out, she better pop it, yeah
I blow her back out, bitch, I'm balling (Bop-bop-bop), yeah
My shooters stay with a nine like Ebugala (Bop-bop-bop)
Every time we outside it's on his body (Bah, bah, bah; okay)
FAH lyrics - 6ix9ine
[TrifeDrew:]
And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch
Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick
Frrr (Let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang)
(Searching for the way)
[6ix9ine:]
(This shit fires, I pray to my God)
(Let me see my opp, and I,... at his top, yeah)
(That's why we don't go flock)
(We flip this cock, reverse, let it spot)
[TrifeDrew:]
And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch
Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick
Frrr, let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang
And let the switch, you fill the whip, yeah
And my momma always told me, "Niggas stand on bitch" (You can't stand it)
I'ma daddy, lil' boy, I'm stand on that 10
You don't play with me, I need my fuckin' bankroll, bitch
You know my nigga Peter up, he don't payroll me
[6ix9ine:]
Who is dissing? (Ayy)
When the Glock buck they listen, huh (Ayy, ayy)
We get you lifted, huh (Ayy)
T all of my dope, they blitzing, huh (Rrr)
This shit kicking, huh
I'ma pull up and gently kicking, huh (Kick, kick)
He told he's ticking, he go early, he go missing, huh
This shit fires, I pray to my God
Let me see my opp, and I shoot him at his top, yeah
That's why we don't go flock, hmm
We flip this cock, reverse, let it spot, hmm
You with the most
I keep a chop, wop, I do not box
Big 50 round click, I hit your hot box
Bitch, I'm still up on my bully, giving shots, shots, shots
I'ma up it like fuck it, everybody catch a sound
[TrifeDrew:]
And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch
Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick
Frrr, let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang
And let the switch, you fill the whip, yeah
And my momma always told me, "Niggas stand on bitch" (You can't stand it)
I'ma daddy, lil' boy, I'm stand on that 10
You don't play with me, I need my fuckin' bankroll, bitch
You know my nigga Peter up, he don't payroll me
100 WAYS lyrics - 6ix9ine
Pop out, lit
Most these niggas pussy, I don't get it (Let's go)
That's a fact how the fuck they act like they with it (Ayy)
They with it up and I'ma click it, big 50 ridin' my blicky (Ride it)
You know you ain't ducking that switchy (You ain't duck it)
Two buck, fifty track, hard
Two buck, fifty breakthrough
Every bitch in my city, my niggas gonna get 'em
Once I say it's up, they gonna hit 'em
I don't give a fuck if they kill 'em (Kill 'em)
Niggas die, hope for leg shots every day
That's I can name, hundred times that ain't go they way (They way)
I can name 20,000 hoes, I got fuck (Shit)
I guarantee you none of my bitches
My last opp quarter great, shot to the head
The nigga ain't dead, but he gotta see the SCAR ain't dead
I bet that shit remind him that he gotta get back
That nigga still ain't get back, that's a fact
And niggas still know I'm the king of my city
She ain't showing no pity, she ain't giving out 50 shit
Can't even fit in my memories this A50 clip
This shit get the ball, niggas dancing on some diddy shit
Hey, most these niggas pussy, I don't get it (Let's go)
That's a fact how the fuck they act like they with it (Ayy)
They with it up and I'ma click it, big 50 ridin' my blicky (Ride it)
You know you ain't ducking that switchy (You ain't duck it)
Two buck, fifty track, hard
Two buck, fifty breakthrough
Every bitch in my city, my niggas gonna get 'em
Once I say it's up, they gonna hit 'em
I don't give a fuck if they kill 'em (Kill 'em)
BUDDY lyrics - 6ix9ine
A-A-A Model, that shit final
Frr, oh
I did it again (I did it again)
(Oh, oh) I'm in that Benz
(Oh, oh) We pop at your man
(Oh, oh) I'm throwin' a sin
Pop at your man
Pop at your butt
Pop out the cut
I'm havin' it on you
Haters stick for real, hey, you big for real (Shit)
I told him to steal for real, thinkin' I'm feelin' it
I like my bitch like I like my purse, yeah
All that shit bustin', I cop her a purse (Oh, yeah)
Hit from the back, I be biting my shirt (Goddamn)
She say she wanna stay the night, all night (Phew)
Know a nigga got a whole lot of bitches shit
Chain swinging on me, got a whole lot of chicken shit (Yeah)
Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of wrists
Plain Jane, Rolex (Yeah), it's a whole damn check
Swear they can't fuck with me, like I'm celibate
I got skin in the game, I can celebrate
And this shit is the fan, I can celebrate
All I hang with is demons and minutes
I got niggas, who shoot for me, shawty (For shawty)
All that shit out the roof for me, shawty (For sure)
It go "Doo-doo-doo" 'bout me, shawty (Brr)
Don't play with my body, don't play with my body
Frr, oh
I did it again (I did it again)
(Oh, oh) I'm in that Benz (I'm in the shit)
(Oh, oh) We pop at your man (We-e)
(Oh, oh) I'm throwin' a sin
We flipping you tight, we flipping you tight, we flipping you tight
We flipping you tight, we flipping you tight, we flipping you tight
SIMMY lyrics - 6ix9ine
Sim-Simmy
Niggas know I shoot like John Wicky
Ride with the blicky
When we see him, make it sticky
Run, Ricky
We the ones make 'em run, Ricky
Thirty shot blicky
We the ones giving ficky
Shit busy
We the ones see him get busy
We the ones spin into it dizzy
Pick it 'til it's empty
We the ones running through your city
I'm a shot nigga, come get with me
Know this pussy on the low, see me and get low
I just got the low, now I'm 'bout to go
Niggas put shit on the hot, they see me, try to hide
They say they outside, but they never outside
I'm really outside, I'm really with the gods
I'm really gettin' fried, smoking niggas that died
We hit him in his head, now that nigga sped
He lucky he ain't dead 'cause we hit him in his hat
I'm really with it, eat it, eat it, eat it, uh
Real, real skeezer, uh
Guacamole willy, she gon' eat up on my semen, uh
I'm really with it, eat it, eat it, eat it, uh
I'm really with it, eat it, eat it, eat it, uh
Sim-Simmy
Niggas know I shoot like John Wicky
Ride with the blicky
When we see him, make it sticky
Run, Ricky
We the ones make 'em run, Ricky
Thirty shot blicky
We the ones giving ficky
Shit busy
We the ones see him get busy
We the ones spin into it dizzy
Pick it 'til it's empty
We the ones running through your city
I'm a shot nigga, come get with me
NADA lyrics - 6ix9ine
Uh
Are you dumb?
Are you ready?
Bitch, are you dumb? Who you playing with? You know I ain't the one
All these bitches playing games, man, I do this shit for fun
She talkin' nada like it's drama, bitch, this ain't what you want
Tell 'em how you got the bag, you let all them niggas fuck
They see me ballin', ballin', yeah, lil' 6ix keep talkin', talkin', uh
I'm Michael Jackson in these streets, cause I'm moon walkin', walkin', uh
She off the Henny, she off the Casamigos, keep pourin' pourin' up
He keep callin', callin', tell him you don't got your phone, you lost it, uh
I ain't with the he say, she say
Can't get caught on three-way
She for the streets, freeway (Mama)
I don't care what she say (Skrt)
I ain't with he say, she say, she say, he say, boy, 6ix9ine said what?
You said he said, she said, she said? Man, I still don't give a fuck
She got that bubble-bubble double trouble, know that we gone fuck
She got the double trouble pussy, humble girl, that big old butt
She got that humpty-dumpty, rocky, rumpy might run out of nut
She got that sloppy, woppy, hossy, taki, suck me like a slut
In the SR-50 swervin', swervin', might just lose control
Off the Perc-30, Casamigos, know that I'm on go
And she swear caught me cheating but she don't know that for sure
2018 for 300, now a million for a show
Bitch, are you dumb? Who you playing with? You know I ain't the one
All these bitches playing games, man, I do this shit for fun
She talkin' nada like it's drama, bitch, this ain't what you want
Tell 'em how you got the bag, you let all them niggas fuck
FEEFAFO lyrics - Yailin La Mas Viral, 6ix9ine & Ben El Tavori
I've been rollin' in a 6P, racks tall like fee-fa-fo
And I'm high like E.T, I don't need no UFO
Ass fat, rakishi, run through it like Usain Bolt
Yeah, I'm drippin' in the VV's
You know you comin' through a light show
In the day, in the night
When the sun comin' up
To the moon, through the night
With a star in the trunk
I'm insane, it's a vibe
When I pour, fill my cup
If it's up, then it's stuck
Well, I I still see your face
I still see your face
Yo me perdí
Yo me dejé llevar cuando te vi
Con uno trago' fue como me enloquecí
Solo una noche y to' mi vida te la di
Y terminamo' en Tel Aviv
Y ya no sabe' tu vente pa' que me use'
Para que toque cuando me apaga' la' luce'
Sé que está pa' to', puedo sacarte la' luce'
No soy una criminal pa' que me acuse', yeah
Vamo' a pasarla bien
Que conmigo es que está bien
Sigue mirándome
Que esta noche yo te robaré
In the day, in the night
When the sun comin' up
To the moon, through the night
With a star in a trunk
I'm insane, it's a vibe
When I pour, fill my cup
If it's up, then it's stuck
Well I, I still see your face
I still see your face
I still see your face even though it's pay to play
I still see your face throwing my cup with anythin'
I still see your face, everything's runnin' but it's okay
Passing up the ooh-ah
I swear you I'm sweating but I'm cooler than the cooler
Hoppin' in the G5, totin' on ninas
Yeah, you know how it go (How it go)
Keep a little dusey or a lil' uzi
Yeah, I'ma open this door
Stick with a dick (Prr), I'ma let it hit (Prr)
This shit kick, Kung Fu (Aya), blick in the pool (Yuh)
I'ma Goku (Yuh), fuck it, I'ma up it and oot
Rrah
In the day, in the night
When the sun comin' up
To the moon, through the night
With a star in the trunk
I'm insane, it's a vibe
When I pour, fill my cup
If it's up, then it's stuck
Well I, I still see your face
I still see your face
SHAKA LAKA lyrics - 6ix9ine, Yailin La Mas Viral & Kodak Black
Oh you said sum'? Oh you want redrum?
Ohhh
Oh you said sum'? Oh you want redrum?
I got this glocky on my hips it's spittin' venom (Frrrt)
Oh you got hit up nigga don't think that it's ready
I hit ya block and dumped the blicky out the phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Huh, brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Ohhh)
Hit 'em out the phantom
Oh you said that you the big shotta, the don dada
Boom boom shaka laka, meet this big choppa
Round of applause make it clap, waka, waka
All that stupid nigga heard was "Rrra, rrra, rrra"
Get the drop, bend the block, get the chop, make it pop
If you see the cops nigga shh, don't make it hot
Red dot, green dot, put it on a nigga top
Red light, green light, we always on go nigga
Stay with the pole nigga, even on parole nigga
Shawty sent the low, then we show up at the door nigga
Bad bitch, suck me up, suck a nigga soul nigga
How she just tell me she's a bitch when I just hit her
Oh you said sum'? Oh you want redrum?
I got this glocky on my hips it's spittin' venom (Frrrt)
Oh you got hit up nigga don't think that it's ready
I hit ya block and dumped the blicky out the phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Nigga how you lose your bitch to a snitch?
I'm a one man all night I never need the clip (Say)
I done came a long way from the bricks
I don't give a fuck I'm making million dollars plays with these jits (Say)
Shit, it ain't like we 'bout to hit a lick
We going in on a verse, we ain't going in on a brick
And quit talking what you do, end some shit
It ain't no telling that was you, what you niggas woulda did
I gotta eat, I'm missing business with the streets
And my lil' girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet
I gotta eat, I'm missing business with the streets
And my lil' girlfriend will be wondering a few million sounding sweet (Huh?)
Oh you said sum'? Oh you want redrum?
I got this glocky on my hips it's spittin' venom (Frrrt)
Oh you got hit up nigga don't think that it's ready
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Huh, brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Ohhh)
Hit 'em out the phantom
Ando ready pa' romperte
Échate pa' allá que la presión está caliente (Eh)
De mi barrio ya he parti'o un pa'l de dientes
Hablan de mí pero no lo dicen de frente (Eh)
Ando con los gangsters, ando con un flow bien duro que no hay quién lo aguante
Viral en todas las redes pero la misma de antes
Y como dice Tego, calle pero elegante
Suenan los shooter shooter shooters por ahí (Ah)
Te hacen placa placa placa, 'lante de mí
Dique tú eres un tipo que mata gente
Pero también hay gente que puede matarte a ti
Oh you said sum'? Oh you want redrum? (Oh, oh)
I got this glocky on my hips it's spittin' venom (Frrrt)
Oh you got hit up nigga don't think that it's ready
I hit ya block and dump the blicky out the phantom
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Huh, brrrt, brrrt)
Hit 'em out the phantom (Ohhh)
Hit 'em out the phantom
Bori lyrics - 6ix9ine & Lenier
[Lenier:]
Hmm, yeah, ayy-ayy-ayy
Hmm, na-na-na-na-na, eh-eh
Hoy quiero confesarme, confesar mis pecado'
Quiero contarle mi historia, que a nadie se le ha conta'o
Cuando tenía siete años, mamá y papá se separaron
Fueron poco' lo' momento' bueno'
Y fueron muchos los momento' malo'
Yo nunca tuve juguete', a mí Santa Claus nunca me dio regalo'
Yo solo tuve una guitarra sin cuerda, y un micrófono de palo
[6ix9ine:]
Aprendí de los falso' amigo', aprendí a ignorar lo' ingrato'
Pero siempre caminé con los pies sobre la tierra porque no tuve zapatos
[Lenier:]
Sufrir me tocó a mí en esta vida
Llorar cuando ni lágrima' tenía
Pero siempre supe que mi suerte llegaría
El chamaquito del barrio, la leyenda viva
[6ix9ine:]
Cuando no había pan pal desayuno, me conformaba
Cuando no había carro, caminaba
Antes me sentía el dueño de todo
Ahora soy el mismo bobo con dinero y fama
Ahora me miran los que ayer no me miraban
Ahora me tiran los mismos que me ignoraban
Ante' perdía, nunca ganaba
Y ahora en este juego soy la ficha que faltaba
Pero mi padre a mí me cuida desde arriba (Desde arriba)
Y por el buen camino él me guía (Él me guía)
Y yo solo le pido que me dé salú', y bendición pa' mi familia (Familia)
[Lenier:]
Eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-eh-eh-eh
Eh-eh-oh
Eh-eh
[6ix9ine:]
Ahora tengo gente que me odia
Ahora tengo gente que me quiere
Dicen que los hombres como yo, no se olvidan ni se mueren
[Lenier:]
Sufrir me tocó a mí en esta vida
Llorar cuando ni lágrima' tenía
Pero siempre supe que mi suerte llegaría
El chamaquito del barrio, la leyenda viva
Papa lyrics - 6ix9ine & Lenier
Ayer me puse a rezar, a ver si Dios me escuchaba
Porque yo necesitaba a alguien para conversar
Y despué' de rezar tanto siento una voz que me dijo
"En nombre del padre, del hijo y del espíritu santo"
Calmé mi' emocione' y le dije al creador
"¿Por qué hiciste el amor con mentira' y traicione'?
¿Por qué existe tanto' pobre'? ¿Por qué muere tanta gente?
¿Por qué juez, soy tan culpable y condena al inocente?"
¿Por qué tanta' guerra' y tanta desigualdad?
¿Por qué marca una bandera cada nacionalidad?
¿Por qué existe una frontera que no se puede cruzar?
¿Por qué hay curas en la iglesia que no dicen la verdad?"
A veces pienso
A veces pienso que no existe'
Dime donde estaba' tú
En lo' momento' que yo me sentía triste
Cuando te necesité
Tú nunca apareciste
Está dando vueltas al revé'
Este mundo que tú hiciste
Entonces Dios me contestó "Hijo mío, yo te he cuidado
Pero tú eres el culpable de to' lo que te ha pasa'o
Aunque tú no lo crea', desde arriba yo te miraba
Y te he perdonado tu' errore' y todo' tu' pecado'
Yo cree este mundo perfecto
Igual que el paraíso donde no hay vivo' ni muerto'
Pero me lo han destruido, una basura me lo han vuelto
Y han creído en el diablo, no en el dueño de los cielos
Yo cree esta tierra y despué' te cree a ti
Te di una esposa y unos hijo' que te hace muy feliz
Como nunca te he pedido nada por lo que te di
Tiene' que creer en mí" (Oh)
Hoy me levanté de la cama
Puesto pa' buscarme y empiezo la oración
Tiguere' quieren bregarme
Matarme, me quieren ver en la Blandino
Dios por favor aleja a to' esa' rata' del camino
Amigos de beneficio, no de la persona
Un amigo no es de boca, un amigo no traiciona
Me quité la comida e' la boca pa' dártela a ti
Y tú ere' el primero que por ahí habla de mí
Ay dio', oh no
Sigo riendo para no llora-ar
Haz el bien sin mirar a quie-en
Porque todo tiene su fina-a-a-a-a-al
Ay no
Sigo riendo para no llora-ar
Haz el bien sin mirar a quie-en
Porque todo tiene su fina-a-al
WAPAE lyrics - 6ix9ine, Angel Dior & Lenier (feat. Bulin 47)
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Ay, mi bebecita, qué cosa má' rica
Esa mulatica, con esa cinturita
Ella tiene to', ella es muy bonita
Su tipo soy yo, nadie me la quita
Pa' aquí, pa' allá, pa' aquí, pa' allá
Vamo' pa' donde quiera'
Pa' aquí, pa' allá, pa' aquí, pa' allá
'Toy pa' comerte entera
Pa' aquí, pa' allá, pa' aquí, pa' allá
Vamo' pa' donde quiera'
Pa' aquí, pa' allá, pa' aquí, pa' allá
'Toy pa' comerte entera
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Qué wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Ven, vamo' a beber
Quiero que tú te pongas trucha
En un teteo en RD
Echa pa' acá que vamo' a vacilar
To' los cuarto' que tengo lo' voy a gastar
Ven que vamo' a chocar
Y subámo' una foto picante pa' irno' viral
Mami, ¿qué tienes tú?
Esa cinturita
Que tiene un click, click, clack
Qué cosa má' rica
Tú mata' la pista rompiendo
Y con ese cuerpo perfecto
La noche está pa' unas velas
Y pa' enterrar un muerto
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Es una malvada, le encanta el billete
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Riquiti-to-to, riquiti-to-to
Es una malvada, le encanta el billete
Nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita
Nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita
Nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita
Nadie me la quita, nadie me la quita
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Qué wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Ven, vamo' a beber
Quiero que tú te pongas trucha
En un teteo en RD
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh, eh
Wapa, eh, eh, eh
Mata lyrics - 6ix9ine
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"¿Qué más? En estos momentos no puedo coger el teléfono, así que dejame tu mensaje"
Yo quiero algo contigo
Algo contigo, algo contigo mi amor
Aunque sea prohibido
Yo te lo pido
Lo hacemo' conmigo
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Baby, ¿por qué?
Tú me gusta', yo lo sé
Con lo' besito' me enganché
Y ahora me arrepiento, bebé, ¿por qué te probé?
Baby, yo quiero un día entero ahí abajo
Sake y tequila pa' matarno'
Quiero amanecer contigo
Pa' ver si la pasamo' rico
Zapatito, zapatito roto
Si no te gusta, cámbialo por otro
Que bonito que hay en nosotros
Zapatito roto
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Ya dale rómpete
Suéltate toda y mójate
Dile a to' el mundo que yo te guste
Que yo te maté, que encima de mí lo linda que te ve'
Yo sigo buscando la forma de amarno'
Pero tú no me hace' caso, pero sigo intentando
Si yo te extraño, tú me sigues tentando
Tú me sigues tentando, yo sé que tú quiere'
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Baby, tú tiene' algo que me mata
Y me vuelve loco y me arrebata
Dueño lyrics - 6ix9ine & Lenier
Me la encontré en la esquina de la disco sola
Estaba perreando como loba
Me la pegué con mala' intencione'
Mami tú 'ta dura con cojone'
Dice que su novio anda por ahí
Dice que le gusto pero no está pa' mí
Tú tranquila que lo' shooter' 'tan aquí
Tú tranquila que lo' mío' están aquí
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Ese culo tiene dueño y yo quiero lo' papele'
Yo conozco lo santa y lo puta que tú ere'
Tú dame la señal, dime que tú quiere'
A mí no me compare con el bobo que tú tiene'
Tú está' chucky
Te pone' friki, happy, bien puti
Bellaca cuando le mete al tusi
Mojaita como en el jacuzzi, tú sí, tú sí
Tú está' chucky
Te pone' friki, happy, bien puti
Bellaca cuando le mete al tusi
Mojaita como en el jacuzzi, tú sí, tú sí
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Conmigo baila reggaetón y contigo perrea
Conmigo se va sola pa' que nadie la vea
Y yo salgo y la secuestro
La cara que ella pone cuando me vengo adentro
Ya llegó lo nasty pa' que ella se baje lo' panty'
Tiene la' teta', el culo de plastic
Cero me delati, porque la chica no es tan facil
Tiene tanto' bobo' de grati'
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño
Tiene dueño, dice que ese culo tiene dueño, oh-oh
Seguimo' dominando el mundo
Lo' que tienen el mundo bailando
Mauro
Díselo Mauro
Díselo Mauro
Tiene el mundo bailando
Tiene mundo bailando
Pa Ti lyrics - 6ix9ine & Yailin la Mas Viral
Yo no te perdí, tú me perdiste a mí
Yo no me vo' a morir, la vida sigue sin ti
Es demasiado el tiempo que a tu lado yo he perdido
Yo no soy tu peluche pa' que tú juegues conmigo
Te voy a ser honesto yo te amo, aunque yo no sé amar
Si volvemo' a repetir, volveremos a fallar
Yo no 'toy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
Toda' tus mentira' las creí
Más que una estúpida yo fui
Ya no estoy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
De mi mente te borré
Por to' la'o yo te bloqueé
Ahora me voy pa' la disco sola
Ahora me voy pa' la calle sola
Recuerda que tú ya no me controla'
Es que ya no soy una niña boba
¿Qué más? Yo sé que ya no quieres volver pa' 'trá
Te quiero mucho y tú no me quiere' na'
Te prometo si tú vuelve' yo voy a cambiar
Pero me voy a morir si no vuelvo a probar, baby
Yo no 'toy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
Toda' tus mentira' las creí
Más que una estúpida yo fui
Ya no estoy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
De mi mente te borré
Por to' la'o yo te bloqueé
Tú amor era un juego, y a mi me tocó perder
Que era una trampa bebé, y a mi me tocó caer
A esa' mentirita' nadie te la' va a creer
Porque tú eres una diabla disfrazada de mujer
Yo no 'toy para llorar por ti, ni pa' mal de amore'
Esos ojito' lleno' de agua, no quiero que llores
Hoy 'toy pa' una botella, irme de fiesta con mis amigas
Tú te vas a ir a buscar, el amor que no tuviste conmigo
Yo no 'toy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
Toda' tus mentira' las creí
Más que una estúpida yo fui
Ya no estoy pa' ti, pa' ti, pa'ti
Tú no ere' pa' mí, pa' mí, pa' mí
De mi mente te borré
Por to' la'o yo te bloqueé
Díselo Mauro, díselo Mauro
Un, do', bailando
Y en el mundo bailando
Perra lyrics - 6ix9ine & Lenier
Baby, yo te quería, pero me di cuenta que tú no era' mía
Lloraba todo' lo' día', por qué mi cama la dejaste vacía
Tú dice' que ese culo no es mío, tú quiere' meterme en un lío
Tú no sabe' cuanta' vece' yo le di, encima de mi cama la rompí
Yo la tenía perreando, perreando, perreando
Y yo la estaba llamando, llamando, llamando
Encima de mí puteando, bailando, sudando
Cuando yo estaba esperando, me estaba engañando
Ay a esa loca le gustan lo' loco'
Pero yo muy poca' vece' me equivoco
Cuando la beso, cuando la toco
A mi me encanta cuando me como ese toto
Por esa nena e' que yo soy un bobo
Cuatro posicione', me cambió por otro
Quisiera olvidarla poquito a poco
Pero le doy like cuando sube una foto
Y me dice "Papi"
Lo tuyo un ratico namá', un ratico namá'
"Papi, tú me gustas pero el otro me encanta más"
Yo la tenía perreando, perreando, perreando
Y yo la estaba llamando, llamando, llamando
Encima de mí puteando, bailando, sudando
Cuando yo estaba esperando, me estaba engañando
No tenía que decirte que le gustaba a mi cosquillita
Yo no te quería decir que yo soy su perro y ella mi gatica
Si no le contesto se pone brava
Yo le respondo y viene pa' mi cama
No tenga' miedo, dímelo en la cara
Amigo mío, es una chica mala (Mala)
Yo la tenía perreando, perreando, perreando
Y yo la estaba llamando, llamando, llamando
Encima de mí puteando, bailando, sudando
Cuando yo estaba esperando, me estaba engañando
Dímelo Mauro (Mauro)
Tenemo' al mundo bailando
Tenemo' al mundo bailando
Tenemo' al mundo bailando
Nota lyrics - 6ix9ine, Grupo Firme & Lenier
Hoy e' noche de botella, sé que andas de copa en copa
Por má' que corras, siempre terminas en mi boca
Tú siempre andas en nota, baby, la presión se nota
La más dura de la calle, por eso e' que anda en su nota
Más hookah y alcohol
Bebiendo y fumando ella la pasa mejor
Más hookah y alcohol
Haciendo el desmai' hasta que salga el sol
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
Hoy yo, me vo'a emborrachar con toda' la' mujere'
Y yo voy a hacer lo que to' el mundo quiere
High-higher, high-higher
Conmigo tú no te va', conmigo siempre te viene'
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
A mi me gusta ver como se la come
Cuando en el party se pastilla y se pone
Cuando la miro alterá', mi sistema ay-ay-ay-ay
Y pide más, pide más, despacito
Vaciando botellas, todos los latinos
Y yo quiero estar contigo
Trae la bote-, trae la botella
Me voy a emborrachar con una de ella'
Trae la bote-, trae la botella
Y que el DJ ponga la que má' suena
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Hoy vamo' a amanecer, vamo' a pasarla rico
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
Con un par de botella' en la discoteca pa' vacilar
Sola lyrics - 6ix9ine & Lenier
Ya no es la misma de ayer, ya se cansó de llorar
Sale a la calle a beber, tiene gana' de olvidar
Hay cosa' que duelen tanto que no se pueden borrar
Y le partieron el corazón a la mitad
Y ahora no llora
Ella es la más dura de la noche
Se desacató, se disfrazó de lobo
Y salió pa' la calle despué' de la' 12
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Boquita de santa, carita de diabla
De esa' que enamoran cada ve' que hablan
Cintura perfecta, y ese pelo largo
Que roza tu piel y caricia tu cara
Ay, yo te lo juro que si fuera' mía
En el mismo día yo la enamoraba
Y le hago el amor la noche entera
Y la hago mi dueña cuando entra en mi cama
Yo la hago que olvide
Con una botella que olvide
Yo le doy todo lo que pide
Pero ella no hace caso, pero ella no me sigue
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Ay, porque quiere estar sola
Dice que ya no se enamora
Que por otro hombre no llora
Que ahora e' party y má' na', que con nadie se va
Y Ahora lyrics - Grupo Firme & 6ix9ine
Hoy desperté recordándome
De tus cariñitos, de to's los besitos
Me siento solo y vacío
Nada sigue igual porque tú no estás
Ay, mi purunguita, yo te extraño demasiado
Cuántas veces te he texteado
Cuántas veces te he llamado y no has contestado
Diablo, ¿qué hice? ¿Qué te ha pasado?
Ay, bebecita, yo te amo
Y ahora, ¿qué hago? ¿Y el olvido pa' cuándo?
Si me haces falta, ¿por qué no llegas un rato?
Y ahora me cuido el doble pa' que no me deje
El cora partido, si antes lo tenía enterito (Yeah)
Eres una bala perdida
Chiquitica, si tú vuelves hago lo que me pidas
Me rompiste el corazón y no se sana la herida
Soy un bobo aquí sufriendo, ando jodido y tú gozándote la vida
Te lo digo en serio, el que ríe primero
Queda llorando y al final del cuento
Y yo aquí tomando frente a mis compas
Siempre pensando en verte un rato, en verte un rato
Y ahora, ¿qué hago? ¿Y el olvido pa' cuándo? (¿Pa' cuándo?)
Si me haces falta, ¿por qué no llegas un rato? (Llégate un rato, llégate un rato)
Y ahora me cuido (Y ahora me cuido) el doble pa' que no me deje
El cora partido, si antes lo tenía enterito (Antes lo tenía enterito)
¡Ay, chiquitita!
¡Cómo la quiero, uh!
¡Y puro Grupo Firme!
Con mi compa 6ix9ine, ¡uah, uah, uah!
Esa e' ley, mi bro
Uah
México en la casa
MX PR lyrics - 6ix9ine
El dinero no me cambia, no, no, no (No, no)
El bebé de la' mujere' soy yo (Soy yo)
Salgo pa' la calle, me meto en un lío (Un lío)
Tengo el TikTok, el Instagram prendi'o (Prendi'o)
Paquete' de ciene', el nene
'Tamo duro con lo' podere'
Escalera', Big Trump, la .45
Pa' que suene tu-tu-tu (Pa) y to' se mueren
Pastillita', la chinita
La que le gusta a la' babie', la rosadita
And we got the point .30s, tú necesita'
And we get the whole thing, enterita
Ando por la calle solo, no me escondo
Ya tú sabe' que lo tuyo viene pronto
Yo no mando a nadie, yo mismo me monto
Si no está' a mi nivel no te respondo
Yo soy la mera verga, verga
Y también yo soy boricua, grito puñeta
Si no lo sabía' pa' que lo sepa'
And you niggas suck my dick, ya soy milloneta
Yo soy el que está sonando, que tiene mando
En la calle to' lo' bloque' estamo' controlando
And you know I'm in the bando, the bando
Ain't no hood that I can't go, I never lay low
Paquete' de ciene', el nene
'Tamo duro con lo' podere'
Escalera', Big Trump, la .45
Pa' que suene tu-tu-tu (Pa) y to' se mueren (Eh)
Pastillita', la chinita
La que le gusta a la' babie', la rosadita
And we got the point .30s, tú necesita'
And we get the whole thing, enterita
LOCKED UP 2 lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Akon)
[6ix9ine:]
All this time that I spent up in here
Got me thinkin' 'bout the things that I did
Got me thinkin' like, "Why the fuck I did that?"
Got me wishin' that I could take it all back
Fighting with these demons, barely even eatin'
Barely even sleepin', this shit got me tweakin'
Fighting with my lawyers for a better offer
Just wanna see my daughter, 'cause
[Akon:]
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
They won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
Never thought I'd be caught up in these streets, yeah
Locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
[6ix9ine:]
Havin' dreams about livin' my life
I've been havin' dreams about bein' outside
I've been, little baby girl, please don't cry, no
Please don't, no, no
No, no, no, no (No)
Mama said, "Hold my hand, no crying, no"
All these niggas wanna take my life, I know
Little baby boy, please don't die, no
And I might, no, no
No, no, no, no (No)
Tell me why, tell me how I love these niggas
Tell me why, tell me why would I trust these niggas
Speakin' voices in my head, speakin', "Fuck these niggas"
My niggas, my niggas, these ain't my niggas
They gon' say what they gon' say, nigga, yeah, I know
They can say what they want, they don't know what I know
Ain't nothin' you can tell me 'bout this life I chose
I was facin' 47 life
[Akon:]
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
They won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
I'm locked up, they won't let me out
Never thought I'd be caught up in these streets, yeah
Locked up, they won't let me out
No, they won't let me out
I'm still tryna find that motive
Of why I did what I did
I didn't wanna feel that struggle
Just wanted to hurry up and get rich
And while that money pile up high
Jealous niggas askin' questions, "Why not us," yeah
And when you get caught up, nobody wants to seem to be your rider, yeah
Everybody wanna talk the street code
But only followin', convenient for them
They quick to tell you that they'd ride for you, die for you
But quick to bite the hand that feeds them
[6ix9ine (Akon):]
I know I can't keep lovin' you
I know I can't keep trustin' you
I put my life in front of you
Tell me what I'm supposed to you
This shit gets complicated, ah (Complicated)
My blood, thought you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life (Tryna change your life)
But you had something else in mind (Something else in mind)
[Akon:]
Yeah
Something else in mind, yeah
I'm locked up
TUTU lyrics - 6ix9ine
I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
You can't pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick (Uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this
I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, fuck you
Everybody know I got bands on the way
Yes, I make, yes, I make bands every day
Everybody been know that I'm getting paid
That I'm gettin', that I'm gettin', that I'm gettin' paid
'Cause you can't pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this
I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, fuck you
Money coming in, money going out
Rappers going in, rappers going out
Funny how they try to take my style
Funny how they try to break me down
Y'all niggas better watch y'all mouth
Y'all starting to sound like clowns
All these rappers wanna talk that clout
I don't know what that's about
They wanna rap like this, they wanna talk like this
They wanna walk like this, they wanna look like this
They wanna be like this, they wanna bop like this
They wanna chart like this, nigga, suck my dick
Can't do this 'cause you ain't me
It drives you niggas crazy
It keeps you up at night
'Cause you can't pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this
I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, fuck you
WAIT lyrics - 6ix9ine
Wait, wait, wait, I got them jealous again
They in they feelings again
Wait, wait, wait, cry baby, they crying again
'Cause they can't do what I can
Wait, wait, wait, and I'm still fresh out the can
Shout out my lawyer, Lance
Wait, wait, wait, bust down Cartier
I know you seein' the man
Wait, wait, wait, I just did it again
Watch me hit my dance
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I just got in that Benz
Run up a couple of M's
Ayy, ayy, ayy, poppin', I'm poppin' some bands
Watch me hit my dance
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I'ma still pop my shit
Got a few likes on the 'Gram, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm in the stars again, wait, wait
I'm up on Mars again, wait, wait
She wan' fuck a star again, wait, wait
I won't take a loss again, wait, wait
I'm in the Benz again, we hirin' her friends and them
And she a lil' baddie, I wanna date
She want the addy, I'll be your way
Same old niggas, got me on the block with the same old bitches
New, new hoes, yeah, I can't do better
I be on the block with my check, got bigger
I be on the block with my chain, got bigger
Shot a KK when it came out, nigga
He let this pour, ra-ta-ta-ta
He can make 'em dance bachata-ta
I got the AP, 22, she want a baby, new, new
I split the engine, Lambo, I do the dash and skrrt off
I got a dance, I ride boom, beat on my chest like King Kong
She licky, licky (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Wait, wait, wait, I got them jealous again
They in they feelings again
Wait, wait, wait, cry baby, they crying again
'Cause they can't do what I can
Wait, wait, wait, and I'm still fresh out the can
Shout out my lawyer, Lance
Wait, wait, wait, bust down Cartier
I know you seein' the man
Wait, wait, wait, I just did it again
Watch me hit my dance
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I just got in that Benz
Run up a couple of M's
Ayy, ayy, ayy, poppin', I'm poppin' some bands
Watch me hit my dance
Ayy, ayy, ayy, I'ma still pop my shit
Got a few likes on the 'Gram, ayy, ayy, ayy
CHARLIE lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Smilez)
[6ix9ine:]
Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
Fuck that, I don't need no skis
It's so many rich niggas fuckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Come on, throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gansta
[Smilez:]
Fendi kicks all yellow, fit so rude
Never wife a thot 'cept you (Nope)
Bad decisions every single time I choose (My name is Smilez)
My name is Smilez 'cause I laugh at you
Ex-bitch unless you goin' back to dancin' (Dumb ho)
She on some OnlyFans shit (Yeah)
New girls'll model like vogue cop fashion (Damn right)
Nip slip like Janet Jackson
Yeah, she think she got me trickin', but she dead wrong
But she fuck like a machine, call her Megatron
When she ask for the bread (Danny Phantom), gon' ghost
Only fuck a bitch if a mask on
[6ix9ine (Smilez):]
Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
Fuck that, I don't need no skis
It's so many rich niggas fuckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Come on, throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gansta (Prrr)
[Smilez:]
Blurred bitch
Always on Twitter sayin' some absurd shit (Aw)
Before this song, you said I was worthless
Now you on my dick gang, that's some bird shit (Prrr)
Bitch I'm up, got the new Lamb, it's a truck (Skrrt)
New bust down, this shit bust
I don't gotta say much, yeah
[6ix9ine:]
Ray Charles, I ain't never seen a bitch I need
Fuck that, I don't need no skis
It's so many rich niggas fuckin' bitches for free
If a nigga want pussy, make him pay that fee
I don't want it at all pussy, bitch, gimme some money
I don't need no lovin'
Come on, throw that pussy on the block
Make a nigga a hunnid
Make that pussy pop like it's a shove it, gansta
TROLLZ lyrics - 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj
(Sad Pony)
[6ix9ine:]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
The 'Cat one hundred, you need that? I got it
Need it, got it, cash, pockets
Bands on me, sticks on me
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
The 'Cat one hundred, you need that?
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty
6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
Riding in a two-seater with two ninas
Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina
Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a
Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck
Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck
Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts
Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a fuck
Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high
You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like
You a type of bitch that will never get a reply
Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Nicki Minaj:]
Dollar, dollar bill, come get her
Even your man know Nickis do it better
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
Always on my page, never double-tap like me
Baddies to my left and my right
Never chase a corny nigga, put that on my life
Just put it in his face, all this cake, he wanted a taste
We sippin' on that Ace, itsy-bitsy waist, pretty face
Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)
He a slave to this pussy, call me master
Real wet, I said, "Slurp it like it's pasta"
They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)
Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic
My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic
I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks
They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic
Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp
Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp
Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp
They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champ
Racks, I got 'em, Mary, I'm poppin'
They keep hatin', but still watchin'
Check the boards, I'm still toppin'
Bustdown or plain jane, I got options
It's a bunch of mini mes, I'm the one they mockin'
Showed you how to get a bag, now you goin' shoppin'
When I come out, all the sneak bitches start plottin' (Plottin')
When I come out, it's a sweep, bitches start moppin'
[6ix9ine:]
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[6ix9ine:]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
[Nicki Minaj:]
If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
He singin' my old song, yellin', "Ass, ass, ass"
They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash
That real ass ain't keep your nigga home
NINI lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Leftside)
Ah, Leftside again
Limitless, yes
It's Kybba
Gyal dem come again, gyal, yay
[Leftside:]
Tek yuh time, tek yuh time, tek yuh time now (Yeah)
Gyal, mi waan know, mek yuh haffi wine suh (Yeah)
Lookin' like an angel, ah mussi God find yuh
Mi really waan get beside yuh, beside yuh
Sexy lady, dame, dame
Come here, mami, dame, dame (Watch out now)
Shake it for me, dame, dame (Yeah)
Move ya body, dame, dame
Hey, mami (Mami)
Love how you ah wine and ah back it up for me (For me)
Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it (Nuh)
Mi ah beg yuh please, beg yuh please don't stop it
Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it (Drop it)
Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it (Nuh)
Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it
[6ix9ine:]
Beat it like a drum, brat-pum-pum-pum-pum
Do it with no hands, no ton-ton-tongue-tongue
Hit it raw dog, no condom-dom-dom
Make her pop a Plan B, I ain't dumb-dumb-dumb-dumb
Rocket in me pocket like Kim Jong Un
Leave him in a coma like Kim Jong Un
Body operation like Kardashian
Download mi new game, now 6ix9ine run
I was in the trenches with the fiends and the killas
I was in the slum movin' cool with my ninas
Shout out to my migo, that's the plug with the kilos
Now my diamonds drippin' like they water Aquafina, oh
I like her body, like the way she move
She on my body, like the way I move
Fat punani, yeah, she got that woo
Tell me what's the vibe, baby, what you wanna do?
[Leftside:]
Hey, mami (Mami)
Love how you ah wine and ah back it up for me (For me)
Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it (Nuh)
Mi ah beg yuh please, beg yuh please don't stop it
Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it (Drop it)
Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it (Nuh)
Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it
Hey, mami (Mami)
Love how you ah wine and ah back it up for me (For me)
Mi ah nuh coward suh mi nah run from it (Nuh)
Mi ah beg yuh please, beg yuh please don't stop it
Mi ready fi pick it up whenever yuh drop it (Drop it)
Mi neva see a girl like you, God damnit
Look like seh you come from another planet
Yeah, fi get a girl like you, mi neva plan it (Nuh)
Fi get dem other girls in the picture, mi a crop it
PUNANI lyrics - 6ix9ine
Nasty, nasty, nasty
Nasty, nasty, nasty, yeah
Shake it, fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
(Jah, ayy, you know that boy)
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Jiggy lil' bitch, jiggle on the dick
Watery, she puckerin' and shit
Guzzle, guzzle it
Eat it, she a doggie ass bitch
Muzzle up her shit
She just want the ecstasy and shit
Trippy, trippy in this bitch
Yeah, that bitch'll pop it if I tip her
Bend her up, dick her
Pockets on Monopoly, big-big spender
Big-big tipper, big-big tricker
Big-big pockets on my big-big dick-a, uh
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty (Oh)
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty (Oh)
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty (Oh)
Make it nasty, nasty, nasty (Oh)
I know a hundred lil' niggas, hundred lil' niggas
That'll really hunt a lil' nigga, hurt a lil' nigga
You's a lil' bummy lil nigga, dirty lil' nigga
You's a lil' bummy lil' nigga, ugly ass nigga (Oh)
Niggas act dumb when I act dumb-dumb
Tell 'em don't act dumb 'cause I'm dumber (Oh)
How many shots could a nigga duck-duck?
Tell 'em duck down 'fore he get boomed
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
Fat punani-nani, fat punani-nani
That tsunami-nami, that tsunami-nami
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
YAYA lyrics - 6ix9ine
Ransom got that sauce in it
Se pinta los labio', hoy no tiene horario
Quiere que la busque en la Lambo
Esta noche coronamo'
Dale, para terminar lo que empezamo'
Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena
Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena (Baila, baila)
Oh-oh, baila morena, baila morena
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Una nena así me hacía falta
Que metiera mi mano por su falda
Se ve que no e' santa
Es como yo, que le gusta la maldad
Dale, baby, no sea' mala
No pare' de moverte que eso me encanta
Bebecita, dame una, una probaíta'
Tú ere' una mamacita
Cuando chingamo', baby, tú nunca te quita'
Mueve to' ese booty, tan chulita como Anitta
Tú 'tá dura, my niña linda, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina'
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua
Quiero my nena linda, yaya (Yaya, yaya)
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina' (Yaya, yaya)
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua
Ponte friki, frikitona
Tú ere' una chapi-chapiadora
Ella e' bellaquísima, pero no se enamora
Mami, y chingando hay que darte un diploma
Ninguna se te iguala
Ella me dice: "Vente, papi", me la saca (Saca)
Y me baila flow Shakira, waka-waka (Waka)
Ella tiene culo bello pero e' flaca
La baby e' flaca
Quiero my nena linda, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina'
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua
La baby 'tá borracha
Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá
Rakatá, rakatá, rakatá, rakatá
Mami, ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta
Quiero my nena linda, yaya
Dame tequila, no quiero vaina'
Baila, le subo la mini, yaya
Tráeme bebida, no quiero agua
Luian!
Mambo Kingz
Jowny
BF
(Yaya, yaya)
LEAH lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Akon)
[Akon:]
Akon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Ooh-oh
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Niggas keep telling you to pull up
Vibrate on, turn your phone off
Vibrate on, turn your phone off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
You look better with your clothes off
[6ix9ine:]
She wanna take ecstasy pills
She wanna take ecstasy pills
She wanna have sex with me, for real
She wanna have sex with me, for real
I know you gotta work tonight
I promise, baby, I'll be worth your time
Fingers crossed that I am your type
What am I saying, bitch, my bread is right
I could treat you right, I could change your life
I could put you in the Wraith with the stars inside
Let's take a shot tonight, I could change your life
Baby, you the type of girl that my mom would like, oh yeah
[Akon:]
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
[6ix9ine:]
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh
Ooh-oh, ooh-oh
She wanna make a movie-ie
Wanna end up on the TV screen
Mixin' Henny with the ecstasy
Don't wanna end up on TMZ
[Akon:]
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in your cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you you're all that I want
When I pour Patrón in my cup
The vibe is feeling so raw
I just wanna take you home
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
Niggas keep telling you to pull up
Vibrate on, turn your phone off
Vibrate on, turn your phone off
Baby, you look better with your clothes off
You look better with your clothes off
GATA lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Lil AK)
Beat Menace
[6ix9ine:]
They keep telling me to keep the bitch, but I'ma leave the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I can't see the bitch
Shorty said she ain't hungry, but she always eatin' shit
I be coolin', tryna chill, but she always eatin' shit
Kick her out, I don't need a ho, I'ma leave the ho
I won't save her, I won't breed a ho, I don't need a ho
I just fuck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho
She been all up on my Gram, but I don't see her though
Oh my God (Oh, man)
She can't pay her rent, on the 'Gram she a fraud (On God)
Damn, bought new titties, no car (Skrrt)
How the fuck you gon' get to your job?
I know this lil' eater, Baquita (Woo)
I tried to buy her Gucci but she really love Adidas
She said her pussy pink, but she from Brownsville
I was rollin' off the pills, so I still fuckin' kill
Oh damn, let me guess, you need an Uber?
Are you dumb? Are you really fuckin' stupid?
The J-Train is right over there
2.50, bitch, pay the fuckin' fare
[Lil AK:]
I'm conceited, ho, I just semen throws, yeah
I don't feed these hoes, I just leave 'em ghost, yeah
The whole tiki smoke, I don't need to know, yeah
Told her keep it low but she wanna boast, yeah
[6ix9ine:]
They keep telling me to keep the bitch, but I'ma leave the bitch
Ray Charles, John Cena shit, I can't see the bitch
Shorty said she ain't hungry, but she always eatin' shit
I be coolin', tryna chill, but she always eatin' shit
Kick her out, I don't need a ho, I'ma leave the ho
I won't save her, I won't breed a ho, I don't need a ho
I just fuck her and mislead the ho, I mistreat the ho
She been all up on my Gram, but I don't see her though
GTL lyrics - 6ix9ine
Hello
This is a prepaid debit call from Danny.
To accept this call, press 0
Havin' dreams about livin' my life
I've been havin' dreams about bein' outside
I've been, hello baby girl, please don't cry, no
Please don't, no, no no, no, no, no (No)
Mama said, "Hold my hand, no crying, no"
All these niggas wanna take my life, I know
That lil baby boy, please don't die, no
And I might, no, no no, no, no, no (No)
Tell me why, tell me why should I trust these niggas
Tell me why, tell me how I really love these niggas
Hearin' voices in my head sayin' "Fuck these niggas"
My niggas, my niggas, these ain't my niggas
They gon' say what they gon' say, nigga, yeah, I know
They can say what they want, they don't know what I know
Ain't nothin' you can tell me 'bout this life I chose
I was facin' 47, you was sitting at home
I know I can't keep loving you
I know I can't keep trusting you
I put my life to further you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do?
This shit get complicated, I-
My blood, thought you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life
But it's true, I had something else in mind
Streets fucked up
no trust for that bag nigga, switch up, tryna kill ya
That shit give a nigga goosebumps, paranoia
Keep my head above water, for my daughter
Gotta stay ten toes, nigga, I'm a soldier
Got my back against the wall, I'll never fold up
Wait, wait, wait, wait, nigga, hold up
Still the King of New York, I know, I told 'ya
(You have one minute remaining)
Told ya'
I know I can't keep loving you
I know I can't keep trusting you
I put my life to further you
Tell me what I'm supposed to do?
This shit get complicated, I-
My blood, thought you was ride or die
I was just tryna change your life
But it's true, I had something else in mind
Thank you for using GTL
AVA lyrics - 6ix9ine
(Oh my God, Ronny)
Got my mind on my money, can't lose, I only win
Tell a nigga, like Fefe, I don't really want no friends
And if I don't move right, I could lose my life, I swear
So I gotta with it, gotta keep it on me, it's right here
Gotta keep it on my body, you know I can't ride with no chop
Gotta watch who I link with, I can't give everybody the drop
And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon' drop
Ain't no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock
Don't trust nobody, no, no
Show no love to nobody, no, no
Nigga wanna take what's mine, no, no
Niggas want my life, I can't go
Know I gotta stay with a black four-four
Wrist on glist and my neck on froze
Niggas wanna get that, no, no, no
That shit click-clack, it's gon' blow
Cadillac BP, moving like a VP
I ain't in DC, life ain't easy
Fool a nigga like me, gotta stay icy
Niggas so spicy 'cause they don't like me
But I know nigga like me gotta keep God close
Niggas still slide in the diablo
No stress, I'ma sleep with my eyes closed
Yeah, I know
Got my mind on my money, can't lose, I only win
Tell a nigga, like Fefe, I don't really want no friends
And if I don't move right, I could lose my life, I swear
So I gotta with it, gotta keep it on me, it's right here
Gotta keep it on my body, you know I can't ride with no chop
Gotta watch who I link with, I can't give everybody the drop
And if a nigga run up on me you know somebody gon' drop
Ain't no love in the street, gotta keep it with me, niggas know how I rock
R.E.D. lyrics - 6ix9ine & Sleiman (feat. Sleiman)
[6ix9ine:]
Sleiman
Iver (Uh)
Ho thicker, diamonds on my neck flicker
Drug dealer, professional pot whipper
Seven figures, got your bitches fuckin' quicker
She want a picture, I tell her no, I know she bitter
Niggas cuttin' up on the internet
Fuck nigga, we ain't into that
We end up in your crib where your family at
Got the .40 on my hip, yeah, that's my stick, yeah
She wanna fuck for a grip, yeah, on my blick, yeah
Couple bands on my shit, yeah, I'ma rip, yeah
With the shits, yeah, that's my clique, yeah
MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it (Ridin' with it)
I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him (Fuckin' kill him)
Run up on him, masked with a black .40 (Black .40)
Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie
[Sleiman:]
Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz
Clip for the .9's and the MAC-10's
Beefy on the molly, niggas want my money
But when they see me coming, I can see them niggas runnin'
I see them niggas runnin'
Let them niggas act, 'cause they bitches they be lovin', yeah
Blood time, blood rhyme, nigga, this is blood line
Niggas gettin' stupid, try to get by
Pu-pu-pull up in the black Benz
Clip for the .9's and the MAC-10's
[6ix9ine:]
MAC-11, 9 milli', ridin' with it (Ridin' with it)
I'ma hit him up, I'ma fuckin' kill him (Fuckin' kill him)
Run up on him, masked with a black .40 (Black .40)
Hit 'em in his hoodie, no A Boogie
Sleiman
Let that shit breathe
TROLLZ (Alternate Edition) lyrics - 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj
[Intro:]
(Sad Pony)
[CanonF8:]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
That's cash, one hundred, you need that? I got it
Need it, got it, cash, pockets
Bands on me, sticks on me
You need that? I got it, this cash, my pockets
That's cash, one hundred, you need that?
[6ix9ine:]
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know you don't like me, you wanna fight me
You don't want no problems at your party, don't invite me
I don't worry 'bout you niggas, please stop talking 'bout me
Always talking 'bout me 'cause you looking for the clouty
6ix-nina, the 9ine-nina
Riding in a two-seater with two niñas
Baby got that Aquafina, it's cocaina
Smoking on that OG reefer, no TMZ-a
Forgiatos on a Benz truck, make her friends fuck
Told her she could get Chanel if she let my friends fuck
Stars shining in the Rolls Royce, it got red guts
Wait, hold up, nah, I still don't give a fuck
Vroom, vroom, G5, vroom, vroom, we high
You the type of nigga that I never wanna be like
You a type of bitch that will never get a reply
Hi, hater, bye, hater, vroom
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boomin' at your man, now we boomin' at his matas
Split his fucking wig, bust it open like piñata
[Nicki Minaj:]
He tryna put it en mi culo, real fat gato
When he eat it, I tell him to squeeze it like a taco
All my niggas out of town, moving all that blanco
I ain't letting up on you bitches say "uncle"
Still the baddest bitch, quarantining en mi casa
Talking all that shit, but you bitches ain't saying caca
Uh, a flock of birds, waka
All my bitches pretty, juicy booty, pretty knockers
Yeah, eat it, Cookie Monster (Ooh)
He a slave to this pussy, call me master
Real wet, I said, "Slurp it like it's pasta"
They get nervous when it's Nicki on the roster (Rrr)
Somebody usher this nigga into a clinic
My flow's still sick, I ain't talkin' a pandemic
I write my own lyrics, a lot of these bitches gimmicks
They study Nicki style, now all of them wan' mimic
Talkin' 'bout snitches when it's snitches in your camp
Never stand alone, you always itchin' for a stamp
Me, I'm still money, wrists light up like a lamp
They gon' have to send they best fighter for the champ
[6ix9ine:]
Yeah, she like how I throw them racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that cash, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Keep on throwin' that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Benz truck in the back, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[CanonF8:]
Watch, mhm, Glock, mhm, cocked, mhm, got it, mhm
[Nicki Minaj:]
If he like, I throw it fast, real fast, fast, fast
He singin' my old song, yellin', "Ass, ass, ass"
They be speedin', tryna beat me, then they crash, crash, crash
Still a hundred like the number on my dash, dash, dash
STOOPID lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Bobby Shmurda)
[Lil Juice:]
Y'all already know it be the boy Yung Gordon
You rockin' with Take Money promotion
Ay Take Money Promotion
Give 'em that new shit, no fool shit
Oh yeah, let's go
DJ Lethal, Lethal
(Rough Rider)
Tay Keith
TMP 954, we live
Take Money Promotion
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
[6ix9ine:]
Bitch, I'm silly
Up the chopper, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shoutout all my blazing Billies (on Billy)
We in yo' city! (we in yo'!)
[6ix9ine & Bobby Shmurda:]
Shoutout my apes in the fuckin' roof (for real), for mayo they gon' shoot
Spin a hoop, who the fuck is you?
Who the fuck you know, nigga? No, nigga
Niggas killed your cousin, you gon' smoke, nigga? (stupid!)
Glo nigga, rollin' up your cousin in a blunt, nigga
Bozo, bitch, are you dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb? (stupid!)
Bitch, I'm Nick Cannon with this drum-drum-drum-drum (brra-pom-pom)
Pull up with semis, no lil' pump-pump-pump-pumps (no esskeetit)
We goin' dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb-d-dumb-dumb-dumb
Bitch I'm stupid, bitch I'm out, I be tweakin', I be wildin', I be booted! (bitch I'm drunk)
I be stealin', I be robbin', I be lootin'! (you don't wanna die)
Your boyfriend dumb, he get no money, bitch, he stupid!
Oh, bitch, he, oh, bitch, he stupid!
Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie (2012!)
What the fuck happened to you (stoopid!)? I'm just sayin', homie
Now you smokin' Black & Milds, smokin' reds, homie
... ah ah ah what's up Shmurda on the motherfuckin' set nigga 6ix9ine what's poppin cuz
Tell him shut up, suck a dick
Tell him fuck him, I'm the shit
Bitch I'm just recording this
I'm getting money, I'm the shit
Shoutout my Bloods, shoutout my Crips
That nigga Ebro, he a bitch
Just another old nigga on a young nigga dick
Bitch I'm lit on the Gram, a million likes, you see my shit
The bitch DM for the dick
But I probably wouldn't hit
VVS, Cuban hit
Shoutout Jimmy for the drip
Your baby daddy's mixtape wasn't shit, he a bitch
Free Bobby, Free Rowdy, free Cueno, free the 9
Shoutout Jay Dee, shoutout Kooda, Dee Savv, those my guys
FOA they gon' ride
GS9 they gon' slide
When I woo woo back, ahh ahh, those my guys
[Bobby Shmurda:]
She give me neck until I burst out
She use her teeth, she get cursed out
And all these suckers with they fucking feelings always got these bitches with they purse out
We on the flag, put the bird out
Like Young Bricks put the word out
You know you like a nigga shmoney dance
You gon' love a nigga when I swerve out
[6ix9ine:]
Bitch, I'm silly
Up the chopper, shoot your shit up, let's get busy
Drinkin' Henny, goin' brazy, poppin' pillies
Sex Money Murda, shoutout all my blazing Billies (on Billy)
We in yo' city!
[Bobby Shmurda:]
Hold up, hold up, hold up gang
Run that shit back up
FEFE lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Murda Beatz, Nicki Minaj)
[6ix9ine:]
It's fuckin' TR3YWAY!
It's King of New York, lookin' for the Queen
[Nicki Minaj:]
Uh, you got the right one
L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
Queens, Brooklyn, brr, ah!
[Baka:]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice!
[6ix9ine:]
Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
Got that super soaker, hit that, she a Fefe
Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it's free, free
I don't even know like "Why I did that?"
I don't even know like "Why I hit that?"
All I know is that I just can't wife that
Talk to her nice so she won't fight back
Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back
Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
Draco got that kick-back, when I blow that, they all do track
They don't shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot
Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that
Call a Uber with my shooter, with a Ruger, we gon' do ya
Niggas say they killin' people, but I really fuckin' do it
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
[Nicki Minaj:]
He-He tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi
Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky
I'm from New York, so I'm cocky, say he fuckin' with my posse
Copped me Khloé like Kardashi', keep this pussy in Versace
Said I'm pretty like Tinashe
Put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
Face is pretty, ass for days, I get chips, I ask for Lay's
I just sit back and when he done, I be like, "Yo, how'd it taste?"
(Yo, how'd it taste?!)
[6ix9ine:]
I don't really want no friends
I don't really want no friends, no
[Nicki Minaj:]
Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
When it kick-back, you can't get yo shit back, in fact this that bitch
That "I hate small talk, I don't fuck with chit-chat"
AC just stopped workin', so they hit me
Told me bring my wrist back, come through rockin' fashions
That got all these bitches like "Yo, what's that?"
[6ix9ine:]
I don't really want no friends
[Nicki Minaj:]
I don't really want no friends, no
[6ix9ine (Nicki Minaj):]
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I catch a hoe right by her toe
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door
(TR3YWAY)
I don't really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz
Nicki just hopped in this shit, now I won't see that bitch again
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe (no)
I catch a ho right by her toe (no)
If she ain't fuckin' me and Nicki (no)
Kick that ho right through the door (no, TR3YWAY)
[Nicki Minaj:]
Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny
Colorful hair, don't care
I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no
I don't really want no friends, I don't really want no friends, no
Scum Gang!
TIC TOC lyrics - 6ix9ine (feat. Lil Baby)
[Intro:]
Yung Lan on the track
[6ix9ine:]
Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch
I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock
You get hit, I do not miss shots
I keep a stick, I tell her, "Kick rocks"
Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop
I do not kiss, you making shit hot
You think I'm dumb, I ain't no kid
Thought you was in love
You ain't my bitch, nah
[Lil Baby:]
She on my drip drop
She ain't never went both ways, but I made them lip lock
Never in the car, enough of that, she was at the tip top
Might as well throw away the key, I got the streets locked
I been drinking all this lean, I know I need to stop
Hopping out the stolen cars, and we shoot chops, and opps
Two flooded out Rolexs, they don't tick or tock
Lemme can't tell lil' shorty, she can't pick the pot
Everything up to par
[6ix9ine:]
I got them big rocks in my ear, nuggets
I got my whole team flooded
Saks Off Fifth, I'm with your bitch
She buying everything I wanted
She fly me out to Waukeke
LV all on her bikini
Take her money, go Houdini
I call her when I want eat-eat
On my feet, you see them CC's
Neck and ears, you see them VV's
On my jeans, you see them GG's
Treat that bitch like she a fefe
Big body Benz, that's beep-beep
Hit it in the back of the Jeep-Jeep
That bitch know she a freak-freak
And the pussy staying on leak-leak
Okay, tick tock, Audemars wrist watch
I keep a stick, I keep a big Glock
You get hit, I do not miss shots
I keep a stick, I tell her, "Kick rocks"
Okay, get rocks, wrist go drip, drop
I do not kiss, you making shit hot
You think I'm dumb, I ain't no kid
Thought you was in love
You ain't my bitch, nah
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