Sauce Walka – No Recess Lyrics

[Chorus]
We ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time to play (ayy), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time to play (ayy), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time to play (ayy), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time to play (hey), we ain’t got time to play (hey)
We ain’t got time to play (ayy), we ain’t got time to play (hey)
We ain’t got time to play (okay), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time

[Verse]
We ain’t gon’ play with you
We just gon’ load up and let them things hit you
I be with made niggas
And I’ll be damned if I’ll be a played nigga
My sauce it save niggas
Internet raised niggas and it changed niggas
I know some drug dealers
They didn’t start drippin’ sauce, they f*cked the plug nigga
I be with gravediggers
Made all my niggas bosses, ain’t no slave niggas
We got our change nigga
All of my drippers got diamonds that swang nigga
You poppin’ painkillers

I let this forty cal fill you with painkiller
Stay in your lane killer
Don’t let them drugs be the reason you hang killer (ooh-wee)
It’s time to save scrilla
It’s time to run up three million, let brains fill up
Help out the hood, heal ’em
Show them lil babies their future is better, cheer up
I’m tryna live like Phillip
Hand me a [?] at breakfast to pour my syrup
He a buddy, talkin’ Uncle Phil
Fresh Prince, big mansion in the hill

[Chorus]
We ain’t got time to play (ooh-wee)
We ain’t got time to play (drip), we ain’t got time to play (drip)
We ain’t got time to play (splash), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time to play (hey), we ain’t got time to play (woo)
We ain’t got time to play (hey), we ain’t got time to play (hey)
We ain’t got time to play (ayy), we ain’t got time to play (hey)
We ain’t got time to play (okay), we ain’t got time to play (ayy)
We ain’t got time

Tyler, The Creator – CRUST IN THEIR EYES Lyrics

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
Ayo, ayo
It’s like 3 AM in Denmark
[?]

[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit, movin’ around, just movin’ around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit, yeah, that’s the king

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
My sister called the other day and said she loved me, wassup?
I called her back and said
I’m sorry that I don’t say it enough
See I don’t put up a front
I just say what I want, nigga
Never let a nigga tell me I couldn’t stunt
Pro black but this twink white
I’ll sign if the ink right
Two cribs, I can sleep twice
Niggas swear they woke but got crust in their eyes
They can’t blink right
These nigga fakes confident and fake show how they feel
Then go home and big cry ’cause their acne is real
Show them scars motherfucker
How you think they gon’ heal up?
Scab ass niggas fucking up all the deals
I got niggas tryna slander me
That I knew from the start
But I can’t do it back to them
It ain’t no hate in my heart
Y’all Stephen Hawkings with the way that y’all make moves (rip)
But I’ma flip the channel on you niggas
Just tuned and watch em
I’m the real Fresh Prince new crib in Bel Air
And I feel so free, the cheetah print in my hair
Rainbow on the belt, gang shit yeah yeah
Hopped out that bitch
Had to make some room for my furs
Niggas picking out there victims
Hot potato, hot potato
Tryna’ cancel me on twitter
But got limits on ya’ data
Tell the engineer to turn me all the way up on the faders
Because everything I’m dropping hot as fuck like clumsy waiters

[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Spirit, movin’ around, just movin’ around
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts sometimes
Kids see ghosts
Spirit, yeah, that’s the king

Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown – Stranger Things lyrics

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Bottles in a bucket full of ice (yeah)
Better make room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate)
Bitch, better believe that I’m a sniper (yeah)
You know I’m ’bout to take you from your man though (celebrate)
Pop up with the chopper at artificial niggas actin’ like bitches
It done started up a epidemic
They don’t make a difference, nigga we winnin’, I’m plenty grinnin’
Hunnid million platinum, fuck it, you ain’t gotta listen (celebrate)
You better step down to me
Feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, talk to the dick, honestly
I’m dope, bitch, comin’ like Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)
I don’t like when I lose (I don’t)
If I don’t buy her them shoes, I don’t like those (regulate)
Do anything that I want to
Think I’m gon’ dance on the moon like Michael (elevate)

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown]
While I’m drivin’, I’m moonwalkin’ in the sky with some shooters
We jump inside of the Buick, you duck and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers, acoustic in the guitar with the music
Guess I’m alive and I use it, get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie, but the truth is I’m fuckin’ tired of these losers
And all my life want the food when it’s supper time and the juice
But I’d rather die than to lose, it’s a matter of time ‘fore I lose it
And strategize with the movement-t-t-t-t-t
Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh
Ho, you know I’m drippin’ with the sauce, ooh
Pretty, with a face full of scars
All they did was build me up, try to take me apart
They ain’t ever wanna (celebrate) like you have a label
Call the doctor, heard the chopper make ’em do the Macarena
All you niggas sweet as candy, chocolate chip and Now and Later
Jolly Rancher, Snickers, bubblegum and watermelon flavored
Get the paper, I’ma (celebrate) on the corner
Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her maricona
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I’m hotter than a fuckin’ sauna
Yeah, I make you niggas (elevate)
All you new niggas don’t do it for me, look (woah)
Bitch I’m a professor, you a student to me, woah
Designer shades on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a loser to me
Rappers wanna talk about battle me (Joyner)
You can’t give me neck with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of lil’ niggas tried grabbin’ me (grabbin’ me)
Five foot five, boy, you niggas like half of me
You don’t wanna see the other side of me (yeah)
Hard to make ’em happy, all these bitches stay mad at me
I just might take her out to Applebee’s (Applebee’s)
Give her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri

[Verse 3: Chris Brown & Joyner Lucas]
Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin’, why you mumblin’?
What you utter? Stop stutterin’, what you spend? Let me double it
Lime green ‘rari, two twins, call ’em double mints
If all you pussy niggas my kids, I’m in trouble then
Shut up ‘fore I spank you for actin’ up
Now I’m wakin’ up in cabanas, ’cause you bad as fuck
And all gorillas don’t want bananas ‘less your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross Chris, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain’t no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chumps, I still get what I want
Don’t wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my dump
I’m takin’ a knee for my side, could give a fuck ’bout they owners
Nigga look at my eyes, you ’bout to give me my bonus
And every motherfuckin’ record, that’s a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And e’ry motherfuckin’ snitch up in this bitch, they report it (celebrate)
You paid your way for this fade and can’t even afford it
Seventy-five mil’, look at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad bitches can’t keep their feet down (elevate)
You don’t really wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that shit talkin’, put the seat down
Joyner, I don’t really feel these niggas
Hol’ up, I ain’t gotta pay to kill these niggas
Time is money, need to fuck around and bill these niggas
Vet, so I’m finna good will these niggas (celebrate)
I’ma show these niggas, I should grill these niggas
Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle Phil these niggas
Oh shit, I’m the shit, you could smell me, nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don’t want no real beef, nigga
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I tear apart some bacon
Ho, you actin’ like a pig, you fuckin’ filthy, nigga
Now the police tryna lock me in the prison, said, “I’m guilty”
I said, “Da da da da da, come and kill me, nigga”

[Verse 4: Joyner Lucas, Chris Brown & Both]
They must have forgot that I’m psycho (jheeze)
Oh, you want war? Say no more
Turn your fuckin’ block into a light show (Joyner)
You better be sure, better be sure
I’m the realest nigga that I know
And I’m so bored, I might switch cars
I saved a lotta money on Geico (jheeze)
The neighbors knockin’ on my door, what the fuck you want?
Bitch, I’m alright (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, mind your business, I’m so sick of niggas
Tellin’ me how I been livin’ my life (Joyner)
Sick of bumpin’ shoulders now I’m runnin’ over
Every motherfucker who ain’t wanna get in my ride
I was watchin’, you was shoppin’
Ain’t never had the shit in my size
Now I’m poppin’, I’m poppin’
And your bitch keep hittin’ my line
It’s complicated, fuckin’ up with my main bitch
Givin’ it to the side bitch at the same damn time
Puttin’ my face in it, never wastin’ it
I’ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time
And I’ma proceed and play with the pussy
You know I don’t keep my cape on a hoodie
But I keep a Uzi, it’s a doozie, make a movie if you’re actin’
So (celebrate)

Mike Stud – Big Man Lyrics

[Intro]
This is what I wanted to do
This is what I wanted to do

[Verse]
She off white like Virgil, get good brain like Urkel
She loves Steve I’m certain, she loves me I’m certain
Circle tight like virgins, my crib like the circus
My room got no curtains, but I did that on purpose
Cause fuck the neighbors what I’m sayin’ while I’m fuckin’ ’em
I can fuck with everybody sayin’ fuck ’em
Fool me, I can’t change nothing, different day but it’s the same subject
Barely see the light of day, never leave the house, somehow it rains money
Yeah, got a late start but I’m aging well
I don’t play much but I play the well
I don’t take much but I take it well
You too straight, don’t chase the real, can’t chase the real
Ya, I’m tryna get it while I’m here but I’m fuckin’ (?) like I’m Dave Chappell
Well, spent last year in a lawn chair
It’s quite clear we belong here
Even my weed went Hollywood
With all these crystals and long hair
Can’t get broke, but I left rich
Now I’m out in Bel Air like I’m Fresh Prince
In 2017 got my numbers right
Got seven bathrooms and a 10 bitch

[Outro]
Big man on campus, big man on campus
Big man on campus, big man, big man
Big man on campus, yeah, big man on campus

Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux Separate After Less Than 3 Years of Marriage

It’s the separation pop culture fans didn’t exactly see coming.

Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux are going their separate ways after less than three years of marriage.

“In an effort to reduce any further speculation, we have decided to announce our separation. This decision was mutual and lovingly made at the end of last year. We are two best friends who have decided to part ways as a couple, but look forward to continuing our cherished friendship,” the couple said in a joint statement to E! News. “Normally we would do this privately, but given that the gossip industry cannot resist an opportunity to speculate and invent, we wanted to convey the truth directly. Whatever else is printed about us that is not directly from us, is someone else’s fictional narrative. Above all, we are determined to maintain the deep respect and love that we have for one another.”

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The couple got engaged in August of 2012 and  surprised fans when they got married in a top-secret wedding on August 5, 2015. They have no children together.

Their Hollywood ceremony was attended by dozens of their famous friends including Howard Stern, Ellen DeGeneres, Sandra Bullock and more.

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While the couple kept their relationship private in terms of Hollywood standards, Justin would occasionally post photos of his leading lady on Instagram.

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In addition, the pair would gush over each other during rare red carpet and magazine interviews. When asked how he was going to celebrate his two-year wedding anniversary, Justin dropped some hints to E! News. 

“Isn’t number two cotton? Am I supposed to get something cotton? So probably just a bag of cotton,” the actor joked to us

And like many famous couples, this couple faced more than a few tabloid headlines. Ultimately, Jennifer made it clear that it didn’t affect her.

“How many times can I be out there in the world, enjoying my life, and yet the narrative is ‘Poor, Sorry, Sad in Love Jen’…whatever the stupid headline is,” the actress shared with Harper’s Bazaar during her engagement. “It’s almost impossible to get bored with one another. We’ve tried so hard! And even that’s interesting because his eyes are so pretty, but we can entertain ourselves and talk about endless things, which is pretty great.”

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As for Justin, he never felt intimidated by his wife’s success. Instead, he was just so proud of her. “She’s successful for a reason…We’re not in competition,” he told Esquire.

The couple was most recently photographed together while vacationing in Cabo San Lucas around the New Year’s holiday. 

Don’t miss E! News every weekday at 7 and 11 p.m.

Timeflies – Worse Things Than Love lyrics

[Timeflies]
You look good, so fine
Come on, put your body on mine
Whoa, whoa
So bad and you know
You turn heads as you go
Whoa, whoa

Whenever we get together it’s like (Hell yeah)
I’m feeling fresher than the Fresh Prince of (Bel-Air)
And, girl, if it ain’t about you then I (don’t care)
No, I don’t care
And you know that you should

Take a chance with me tonight
I know you feel it, so do I
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love
Lonely hearts can multiply
A world away from paradise
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love

And all the people say
And everybody say
There’s worse things, worse things than love

Them jeans, so tight
I wanna peel ’em off of your thighs
Whoa (they got me saying), whoa
She a freak, that’s right
And we don’t leave the sheets the whole night
Whoa (you got me saying), whoa

Everybody say
And everybody say
There’s worse things, worse things than love
Yeah
Yeah, come on (Timeflies)
There’s worse things, there’s worse things than love (Natalie La Rose)

[Natalie La Rose]
Better off alone, well, what do we know?
We got a past that follows us wherever we go
If we ever find a way to check our own egos
We sit and talk with a couple bottles of the vino
Maybe say tonight when it’s light, cappuccino
Maybe if it’s right, I can buy a pair of stilettos
Maybe that’d be sh*t, we can go and see tho
Well all you need is love, boy, just go and ask the Beatles

Take a chance with me tonight
I know you feel it, so do I
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love
Lonely hearts can multiply
A world away from paradise
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love

You know
You got to know there’s worse things
There’s worse things than love
You know that people say
You got to know, you got to know there’s worse things
There’s worse things than love

Lecrae – Whatchu Mean (feat. Aha Gazelle)

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
I was always Pippen with the flow
I support the greatest, give and go
Tried to hit me with the bad vibes, let ’em know
Shake that dust up off my feet before they hit the floor
Focus on the ones I love, yeah, them my folks
People love to talk the talk, but they don’t really know
Catch me outside on the field, that’s the goal
Goin’ for conversion, extra points on the low

[Pre-Chorus 1: Lecrae]
All I know is come up when it’s to the summer
Work on top of work, you know we did a ton of
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels
Haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder
Guess it’s safe to say I stay in my lane
Always on time, never hesitate
Watch the execution, I’ma demonstrate
Tryna hit me with your regulations

[Chorus 2: Aha Gazelle & Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Whatcu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream (on your dream?)
On my Fresh Prince, got me feelin’ like Akeem (like Akeem?)
Or maybe Will Smith, all black like M.I.B. (M.I.B.?)
You can hear me (you can hear me?) down the street (down the street?)
It ain’t real if I don’t feel it in my spleen (in your spleen?)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between (hold on)
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu—
Cool (go ahead)

[Verse 2: Aha Gazelle]
Uh, here we go
She wanna know how to pronounce my name, I’m like, "It’s Aha"
I’m picture perfect, I don’t need no Canon like Mariah
I’m makin’ movies, I direct, like I control the choir
I got it groovy, then they kick me out the church like "Hiya"
A rub-a-dub, you ain’t the cleanest in the club, I’m flier
Yo’ baby momma told me that you not a good supplier
So I’m a father figure to Malik and Anania
I’m not the daddy, oh no, no the Devil is liar
It’s goin’ down, but I can guarantee you, baby, we up
At first I couldn’t see, now everybody wanna be us
I’m sad I’m not the one, don’t make me have to play Vegeta
I got a stripper friend who told me she believe in Jesus
Hold on Aha
I ain’t come her to prove nothin’
I been woke before it was cool and before y’all hit the snooze button
The flow’s hot, but I’m ice-cold like I’m on the remake of Cool Runnings
The same things that y’all dream about are the same things that I do in public, no discussion

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

[Verse 3: Lecrae]
2011, put the hammer on ’em
Church Clothes had Don Cannon on me, had No Malice on it
If they say I’m in Illuminati, keep an eye on ’em
Years later, doin’ shows now
You can catch me on the road now
Took a couple Grammys home now
No one ever put me on now
I ain’t braggin’, I ain’t flexin’ in my song
I’m just tryna talk that real and tryna put my people on
Wanna see me fall, wanna see me gone, know they wrong
Whatchu think I’m on? Whatchu mean? Whatchu really want? (Huh?)

[Pre-Hook 2: Lecrae]
We been out here workin’ summer after summer (we workin’)
Session after session, boy, we did a ton of (did a ton of)
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels (diggin’ tunnels)
And haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder (I don’t see you, man)
Got you on read, you stay in yo’ lane (woo!)
You don’t execute, you just hesitate (yeah!)
Watchin’ how I play, you gon’ miss yo’ game (miss yo’ game)
You too busy tryna regulate (yeah, yeah, woo!)

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

Romeo – Confident Lyrics

ROMEO
Confident Lyrics

[Intro:]
I told em man (best rapper alive)
Hah ha, pops just let me up
(Im feelin that Im the best since)
I told em just let me go get em
(Best rapper alive) Gs up
We got the hood president
A.K.A. Lil’ Rome Richie Rich Lil’ Uh
(Im feelin that Im the best since)
Im here, oh yeah
(Best rapper alive)
Its another R, O
(Im feelin that Im the best since)

[Verse:]
Who you know get chips like me its all layback
30s on the Hummer 26s on the May-Back
Son of a hustler keep heat like my name Shaq
Yappin you gon be boxed up like that boy Jack
Im in the big cars not them lil Nascars
20 deep they wit me dog Im a superstar
Team fulla All-Stars they shine price like
Only two rings but I bet I get five mics
Young buy walk gon buy it if the price right
Catch me outside a nighttime shinnin like a light
LeBron James of the game Im the best since
Name not Will but Im some like a Fresh Prince

[Hook: x2]
Im not cocky Im confident, daaawg
Im not cocky Im confident, u cant
Shine like me, no ride like me
Im the son of a hustler is only one me

[Verse:]
But they speakin cuz I dont wanna stand that right there
Talk all that trash but when they see they just there
Not E-40 but I goes while the whip
Number 1 on the charts they goes ridin on ya hips
Ooh, Im bad guy you, you a good guy
Gotta keep a Sidekick kinda like that bad guy
I cant play wit em dog I gotta go get em
Jewels changin colors now Im lookin like a bowl skittles
Im like a wizard hypnotize you wit my lil widow
Still Lil’ Romeo, different is not little
You own a dollar man than matter fact da Mac
So hit dem lil haters now you gone like a black widow
Im the best yet flow like Jay-Z
Gotta thanks mom and pops for the night they made me
Big cribs wake up on a black beach
Like Lil’ Wayne get Cash Money every week

[Hook x2]

Towkio – Drift Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Watch me do the dash, I ain’t skrt
Hit my gas, then I skrt skrt
Drift, drift, drift
People feelings gettin’ hurt when I hit ’em with that curve
Shades on, skrt
Drift, drift, drift
Yeah, I splash ’em with that swag
I mean, I’m up, I give ’em shit that they can bump
Like catch that swagger from that
Drift, drift, drift
But who is them? I don’t know them
You know I will not pretend, my only friend the ATM, he tell me
Chk, chk, chk, chk, chk
Just a kid, at my cousin crib like the Fresh Prince
Wrist in the pot, eatin’ ramen like it’s Ruth Chris
Nowadays it’s “whose mans?”, everybody tryna build
You are not my fan, bitch I’m out that jam
Skrt, kill!
See, they thirsty for that juice so take a sip I swear I got it
Yeah I hit ’em with that drift, ’cause they be reaching
I see zombies, they be on me, they be on me
Now, they know just who I am
Think I got ’em all convinced, bitch its Towki
Bet they finally caught my drift (drift, drift, drift)

[Hook]
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio (drift, drift, drift)
Drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki, skrt
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san

[Verse 2]
I said watch me do the dance, then I skrt
Dark tint, you can’t see me through the glass
Swerve, drift drift drift
I said, ooh she bad, ooh she let me crack, I might smash
I might no-look past the assist
Skrt, drift
I said I was just a shawty, I will whip the ten speed like an Audi
Wasn’t with me trappin’ out the [?], nah they want me like a bounty on me
Yeah, I’m doin’ numbers, doin’ math
Love class, never lookin’ back
Now I only see the dashboard, passport, start collecting stamps
Yeah, call me Worldwide Young Towki, they know just who I am
Gettin’ booked at festivals, we used to have to hop a fence
Now, I got ’em all convinced and I can finally save my breath
Yeah it’s Towki, yeah it’s Towki, think they finally know
They finally caught my drift (drift, drift, drift)

[Hook]
Now they catch my drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio (drift, drift, drift)
Drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, drift
Now they catch my drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki, skrt
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san

Towkio – Drift

[Verse 1]
Watch me do the dash, I ain’t skrt
Hit my gas, then I skrt skrt
Drift, drift, drift
People feelings gettin’ hurt when I hit ’em with that curve
Shades on, skrt
Drift, drift, drift
Yeah, I splash ’em with that swag
I mean, I’m up, I give ’em shit that they can bump
Like catch that swagger from that
Drift, drift, drift
But who is them? I don’t know them
You know I will not pretend, my only friend the ATM, he tell me
Chk, chk, chk, chk, chk
Just a kid, at my cousin crib like the Fresh Prince
Wrist in the pot, eatin’ ramen like it’s Ruth Chris
Nowadays it’s "whose mans?", everybody tryna build
You are not my fan, bitch I’m out that jam
Skrt, kill!
See, they thirsty for that juice so take a sip I swear I got it
Yeah I hit ’em with that drift, ’cause they be reaching
I see zombies, they be on me, they be on me
Now, they know just who I am
Think I got ’em all convinced, bitch its Towki
Bet they finally caught my drift (drift, drift, drift)

[Hook]
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio (drift, drift, drift)
Drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki, skrt
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san

[Verse 2]
I said watch me do the dance, then I skrt
Dark tint, you can’t see me through the glass
Swerve, drift drift drift
I said, ooh she bad, ooh she let me crack, I might smash
I might no-look past the assist
Skrt, drift
I said I was just a shawty, I will whip the ten speed like an Audi
Wasn’t with me trappin’ out the [?], nah they want me like a bounty on me
Yeah, I’m doin’ numbers, doin’ math
Love class, never lookin’ back
Now I only see the dashboard, passport, start collecting stamps
Yeah, call me Worldwide Young Towki, they know just who I am
Gettin’ booked at festivals, we used to have to hop a fence
Now, I got ’em all convinced and I can finally save my breath
Yeah it’s Towki, yeah it’s Towki, think they finally know
They finally caught my drift (drift, drift, drift)

[Hook]
Now they catch my drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio (drift, drift, drift)
Drift, drift, drift, drift, drift, drift
Now they catch my drift
Towkio, (drift, drift, drift) Towkio
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki, skrt
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san
Arigatou Gozaimasu, Towki Towki Towki-san

Lil Yachty Featuring A$AP Ferg – TERMINATOR Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Lil Yachty)
Damn, I might just f**k on my Uber driver
Deep in that bi**h like a scuba diver
Hit buddy boy with the neutralizer
Terminate, terminate, Schwarzenegger

(Verse 2 – A$AP Ferg)
I’m Fergenstein, I’m the Ferginator
I f**k the pu**y, you masturbator
Diamonds is cut like a gladiator
Terminate, terminate, terminate

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(Verse 3 – Lil Yachty)
Tryna come to a young ni**a crib
It’s the last button on the elevator
And my bed so far from my kitchen
I might build me an escalator
I rock the fur like an eskimo
You wanna f**k me? Bi**h, yes or no?
Wait… you wanna f**k me? Bi**h, yes or yes?

(Verse 4 – A$AP Ferg)
Wait! Terminate, terminate
Hold on, my yacht got an elevator
Ni**a try to stick me for my paper
I keep my diamonds in the fridgerator
Hold on, terminate, terminate
Fergie be barking like I’m omega
She s**k me like Now & Later
She ask me if I want it now or later
Carlton dancing on my Cartier
Will Smithing, I’m the Fresh Prince
Hold on, I mean the king gcause I’m destined
Hood Pope ain’t got time for peasants
You better bow at my presence

(Verse 5 – Lil Yachty)
Terminate, terminate, terminate
Your lil bi**h’s face is a sperm bank
Woah, I don’t believe in the term, Can’t
Coast on the block with a gold shank
Earning my gold rank
Pull up in No Limit army tank
She see my hair, bet that bi**h faint, Lil Boat!
Terminate, terminate, terminate, damn
No combo, I need my green eggs and ham

(Verse 6 – A$AP Ferg)
This Fergie Ferg, I’m from the Hungry Ham
She make dick disappear like alakazam

(Chorus – A$AP Ferg & Lil Yachty)
Ugh, terminate, terminate, terminate
Make that lil bi**h face a sperm bank
Swimming in that pu**y like a mermaid
Swagging like err day my birthday
Terminate, terminate, Terminator
Young Master Boat and the Ferginator
You can’t shit on me, boy you a constipator

(Verse 7 – Lil Yachty)
Came from the 6 with my brothers
Got MCM covers, I love f**king mothers
Gold chains for my brothers, I ride for my gang
22 diamonds, salsa in the chain
Don’t you dare ever talk down on my name
Bi**h, lil bi**h
I got several spots like a cheetah
One where I stay with Anita
And one where I f**k on Jaquita

(Verse 8 – A$AP Ferg)
Hold on man, you mean Shaquita? I beat her
I beat that pu**y up, she sing like Aretha
You’re upper echelon? I don’t believe yah
Me and Yachty rich, still eating pizza
Hood Pope and Lil Boat, I sing like a preacher
Open my mouth and it feel like a freezer
Airport, that lil bi**h, she came from Ibiza
In the PJ cause she ain’t got a visa

(Chorus – A$AP Ferg & Lil Yachty)
Ugh, terminate, terminate, terminate
Make that lil bi**h face a sperm bank
Swimming in that pu**y like a mermaid
Swagging like err day my birthday
Terminate, terminate, Terminator
Young Master Boat and the Ferginator
You can’t s**t on me, boy you a constipator
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Lil Boat!