Mac Miller - I Love Life, Thank You Lyrics

"I Love Life, Thank You" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller.

All right then bitch!
A million mile fucking faggots on their ass,
Beotch, it feels amazing!
Ladies and gentlemen, ..
The same kid, now famous…
Hey yow they keep on saying it’s too bad
It’s too bad but I don’t sound like this, too bitch I’m mad!
Now these girls all trying to suck my dick, I rap
I made letter if I’m sipping that …
Too fly, some even in the sky,
Can’t go out in public I better get to the sky
It’s better to be yourself, don’t ever slip..
While I’m driving with the.. down, listen in the…
..I’m in love with all the simple things
Little things, I’ll just be around…
I got some money, dude, some diamonds on a…
That’s why your favorite girl, probably on my dangling!
..standing on a… rappers need to keep up, my bitch is double…
She fucking, she ain’t no slut, and she know that!
She’s freeze up, living in the moment…
.. with the flash, get the picture
I ain’t doing march, just .. in this adventure.
..but I’m travelling in the world
With all these rappers at me hating
Like I’m battling with girls!
Hey .. it’s… hood be
But I ain’t got no.. you pussy!
I said this.. hood be,
But bitch I ain’t got no fucking.. you pussy!
Yeah, bitch, that could be a…
You know I always rap, if it’s ok with you!
And you can tell me if it was nice
Here we go!
Uh, hey yow I kinda want a…
I kinda want a grill
She met me at the party,
Now she kinda wanna chill.
I ain’t on no pills, just a little weed..
Yeah I did a couple drugs, now they’re calling me Sheen!
This was all a dream, just a week ago,
Now I got … always had some weed to go
All these rappers work, but I never seen ‘em flow..
Cause I don’t give a fuck what you all think
No, I don’t give a fuck what that dude on the block think.
Yeah, I’ve seen hate
Been a… of three days
Had to do what.. always want a free…
You hold the way of the world, I bet you knees break
Put my dick in a bitch head, keep…
You can’t keep that, fuck of…
You can keep the rest… if I bust on your face!
I’m just playing, mistaken…
… not a kid famous,
And he ain’t even had to change shit, beotch!
A million mother fucker fans
I just wanna take a second to think, you hear me?
Thanks for fucking with the kid from day one!
Don’t say I .. November 8!
I see all…

Childish Gambino - All the Shine Lyrics

All the Shine Lyrics is performed by Childish Gambino

[Verse 1]
What the fuck do y’all niggas really want?
I went with realness instead
But all the real niggas I know either crazy or dead
Yeah, I dropped the free EP for these other kids to feel alive
Niggas keep asking on whether this dude’s for real or not
I’m not trying to come hard, I’m trying to come me
That’s why these other songs that I used to make I’d release free
What’s the point of rap if you can’t be yourself, huh?
That’s why I come first like my cell phone
I’m a role model, I am not these other guys
I rap about my dick and talk about what girls is fly
I know it’s dumb, that’s the fucking reason I’m doing it
So why does everyone have a problem with talking stupid ish?
Cause if it's real ish
‘Cause sometimes that stupid shit is real shit
Like when you make out with your best friend’s baby sis
You know the one with short hair you used to babysit?
See, that’s not even right
You with a different girl like each and every fucking night
And kiss her while she’s sleeping and sneak out the front to catch a flight
That’s not life, dude
It's making up for fucks I missed in high school
I keep it wrapped until I meet the right one
’Cause I ain’t Mumford, I ain’t tryin’ to have sons
All I wanted was some more like Ashton
I ain’t the coolest but I know I got passion
I got passion!

[Hook]
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”

[Verse: 2]
Are you serious? I don’t even know
Are you hearing this? This junk is laughable
I ain’t trying, I’m doing, these other rappers are foolish
I got fame, my A&R’s a computer
Is there room in the game for a lame who rhymes?
Who wears short-shorts and makes jokes sometimes?
My nigga like, “I’d get you MTV if I could, man
But Pitchfork only likes rappers who crazy or hood, man”
So, I guess we gon' see
I ain’t Curren$y, but if there ain’t money in my name please murder me
Sometimes I feel like I'm not supposed to be here
Sometimes I wake up, I don't want to be here
My mom loved to quote me Psalm verses
She don’t look at me like I’m the same person
I used to be the sweet one, but things change
And I don’t want them missing a son like Bone’s last name
And all my uncles alcoholics, shame on me
I drink whiskey till I’m grounded, no TV
I wanna go inside the club with no I.D
And walk in with No I.D., no I-D
No matter how far the Hood seems
We all still got Hood dreams
I always wanted to get picked on the cool team
But alone is exactly how I should be

[Hook]
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We need to find
We need to find
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”

Tech N9ne Ft. Big KRIT, B.o.B, Kendrick Lamar & Machine Gun Kelly - BET Hip Hop Awards 2011 Cypher #1 Lyrics

BET Hip Hop Awards 2011 Cypher #1 Lyrics is performed by Tech N9ne Ft. Big KRIT, B.o.B, Kendrick Lamar & Machine Gun Kelly

(Big K.R.I.T.)

M.I crooked slay that, been killing beats since adapt, yeah me and rhymes go way back, way back
Time machine flow when I was swanging and ridin, if you ain’t repping for your people then you’re shucking and jiving, tap dancing and slidin to beat that you can’t comprehend
How dare you speak on where I’m from if you ain't never been
Fried kool-aid who made never ate that in fact, grandma was chefing for real made meals off love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family, instead of a metaphor I’d rather take it by James Anderson, damaging how the televised basketball wives, and not tornadoes in the south and how we lost lives
Still rebuilding, pray for the children that have no hero, only the villains that tell them get money, sleep when you die I find it funny, because when you rest in peace don’t mean fast asleep in slumber, Thank God and stay humble

(Tech N9ne)

Real rock rap and not to Xerox, weird not
Enough to make you fear a lot from here watch
I ran scrimmaged and I fought to the damn finish’d
And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach
My fans in it constantly telling me I can win it
If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute
I blend then expands quick it scrams wicked rhyme
Grand spittage, ham wit it, FAM dig its N9ne!
Yeah, hard to see me like the background
Your rap styles coming softer than a cat’s meow
Red laces but booted like I’m Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from sac town
Triple axe pal, pat down, gat down, bat down, blackout
With a fat smile I might react fowl, so don’t make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now!

(Machine Gun Kelly)

Cleveland what up!
Yeah, Kells uh Cobains back, I smell like teen spirit man Cobains back
I got these teens screaming like Cobains back, you try me and I’ll make you a legend like Cobain’s strap Blaat yeah, they say I’m wasting my time where the watch at how he got that
They say it wasn’t my time where the watch at, now watch that
Speed of my syllables rhymes better clock that, stop that Bad Boy gave me the contract and I dot that
Now who the heck is this, with his pants red as 666 all up in your girlfriend’s twitpics
That eastside boy up out the 216, that’s making these other rappers get Melo like the Knicks eh Get you spitters huck to finished, and when yall win the game and the cypher was a scrimmage, so everybody gossiping tell a friend that I’m pitching how this white boy just bodied Black entertainment television now lace up!

(Kendrick Lamar)

Pushing a hoopty bumping the fugees, my life is a scary movie your live is a male groupie
Kendrick Lamar broke the handle with 22 Uzi’s stuffed it in my mouth & cack,cack,cack killed the rappers that knew me. Compton’s most wanted I live my life in a dungeon
Came out of a dragon I can probably touch the sun with, my bare hands what are your plans to win a Grammy, sweet taste of victory like Oprah’s virginity
Don’t judge me that’s just some irony trust me I like to laugh and get lucky
My sense of humor is rumored to be a Gemini’s company come with me
In the planet rock and I plan to rock in a plantation chasing many legends that made it
Face it you will never be pac-10 even when the planet stop, I’m 2012 on a 12 inch
Aiming straight at your pelvis, Elvis would come back as a black if you was hot, you’re just a mascot on a Kim Kardashian ass shot

(B.O.B)

Full blooded pedigree, prize fighter special breed, my flow uh they say it got special needs, I’m talking Ritalin, maybe even Adderall, 4 bars from me would probably kill your whole catalog, 16 would make Deborah Lee cut the channel off, 32 would make Paul Bunyan take the flannel off, 64 would make your mama want 60 more
I eat haters check the crumbs on my kitchen floor
They say my music’s pop, I call buying cribs for my mama shaking hands with Obama
& if you don’t believe me go online and check the pic, and if you check my flip cam you’ll see your sister in a flick, I’m perfect from the field it’s like I can’t miss
I’m on a rant like Durant no pick no assist, yall tripping on TIP, get off my man neck
I’m just saying Martha Stewart left prison in a jet

DJ Drama Ft. Maino - Hand Of God Lyrics

"Hand Of God" is the new hip hop song performed by DJ Drama Ft. Maino.

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Drake Ft. Nicki Minaj - Make Me Proud Lyrics

Make Me Proud Lyrics is performed by Drake Ft. Nicki Minaj

[Drake]
I like a woman with a future and a past
A lil attitude problem all good, it’ll make shit last
Don’t make it too easy girl, don’t take it too fast
Yeah, thats it right there, thats it, do it just like that
Only you can do it just like that
And I love it when your hair still wet cause you just took a shower
Running on a treadmill and only eating salad
Sound so smart like you graduated college
Like you went to Yale but you probably went to Howard
Knowing you, weekend in Miami tryna study by the pool
Couple things due but you always get it done
Might have been a time when I loved her too
But you take that away and you’ll always be the one
One, I wonder why the moon looks nice, girl
Maybe it’s just right for the night
You said niggas coming on too strong girl
They want you in their life as a wife
Thats why you wanna have no sex, why you wanna protest
Why you wana fight for your right
Cause you don’t love them boys
P-ssy run everything, f-ck that noise

[Chorus - Drake]
I know things get hard but girl you got it girl
You got it, there you go
Can’t you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go
Wondering whats on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine
When all these muthaf-ckas wanna waste your time
It’s just amazing girl, and all I can say is
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you

Everything’s adding up, you’ve been through hell and back
Thats why you’re bad as f-ck and you…

[Nicki Minaj]
B-b-b-bet I am
All of them bitches I’m better then
Mansions in Malibu babblin
But I never mention everything I dabble in
And I always ride slow when I’m straddlin’
And my shit’s so wet you gotta paddle in
Gotta ro-ro-row, gotta row ya boat
It’s Pink Friday records and OVO
Done did the pop tour, I’m the realest deal
Best legal team so the deals is ill
It’s Mac, OPI and a fragrance too
Apparel, I’m dominating every avenue
Cobblestone, good view, lil gravel too
Gotta pay for the entourage travel too
Cause I’m fli-fli-fly, I’m flying high
Aint got time to talk, just Hi and bye

Baby you can ask me to take a break
I’ll give it all away, don’t care what the people say
I’ll be a million, billion, trillion miles away

He asked my sign, I said a Sag’
I’m a star, Sheriff badge,
Whats the point? If I’m guardin’
Double D up hoes, Dolly Parton

[Chorus - Drake]

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