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Polo G & Future – No Time Wasted Lyrics

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Intro: Polo G
Uh, uh-uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh

Chorus: Polo G
Uh, I know you waiting
Getting fed up, you running out of patience
Just keep your head up, I told you we would make it
Can’t give my meds up, I see too many faces, uh
In them foreigns racing
Best make it count, make sure it’s no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team, that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything, that’s hard to take in (Uh-uh-uh)

Verse 1: Polo G
Ayy, look, I do this shit for all my guys that got put under
Fifty shots, I’m a drummer, them guns spit thunder
One shot and he dead, call that bitch the one-hit wonder
No, we don’t aim for legs, tryna make it hot all summer
As a small kid, I used to want an H2 Hummer
My uncle did a bid, they could’ve gave him football numbers
I went from Mandrake daily tryna work on my jumper
Now it’s gang-gang, we stay on top of shit like a plunger, uh
Old heads can’t trick us, drop rakes and we flick up
Blow his face, get zipped up, ambulance pick up
Uh, red cups full of liquor, let lead bust for my niggas
Come through and tear it up with them blickers, I really fed all of my killers

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Chorus: Polo G
Uh, I know you waiting
Getting fed up, you running out of patience
Just keep your head up, I told you we would make it
Can’t give my meds up, I see too many faces, uh
In them foreigns racing
Best make it count, make sure it’s no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team, that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything, that’s hard to take in (Uh-uh-uh)

Verse 2: Future
Ayy, I’m getting fast money ’cause I ain’t got no patience
I’m with my team ’cause they cook niggas like bacon
I did my thing trapping out the spot, it was vacant
Lil’ nigga in jail stabbing shit up like he Jason, uh, uh, uh
Run in a Porsche with some horses like I’m racing
Bitch so bad look photoshopped when she naked
Made it out the jungle where they scorching and blazing
My dog get money and I get money, it’s contagious
Went from a trapper to living like a popstar
I done got so rich I’m feeding my lil’ kids caviar
My bitch don’t want for shit, she get whatever she want
My shooter walk you down, stand over you, make sure it’s done

Chorus: Polo G
Uh, I know you waiting
Getting fed up, you running out of patience
Just keep your head up, I told you we would make it
Can’t give my meds up, I see too many faces, uh
In them foreigns racing
Best make it count, make sure it’s no time wasted
I beat the trenches for my team, that was a great win
Lose when you gave it everything, that’s hard to take in (Uh-uh-uh)

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JELEEL! – GFU!

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American rapper and singer JELEEL! delivers a new tune titled, “GFU”. GFU Mp3 is available for streaming.

 

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JELEEL! – GFU! Lyrics

JELEEL!, yeah

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Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up
Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up

Doin’ it, Nike the tech, doin’ it, I’m finna blast
Shootin’ it, I’m finna act, ruin it, niggas is crabs
Cookin’ them, I’m in a RAF Simon (What?)
I’m with some bad women (Nice)
Get to the bag, winning (Get ’em, get ’em)
Flex up, nigga next up, Jeff Hardy
I’m gnarly, I’ve been gettin’ hoes, since iCarly
The many up, try me on my hands, they’ll be ready, oh
I’m gettin’ hoe, I just fucked a fan, no more petty hoes

Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up
Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up
Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up
Don’t talk to me, nah, shut up (What?)
Get fucked up (Yeah), get fucked up

 

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Jean Dawson & SZA – NO SZNS

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American Rapper and songwriter SZA & Jean Dawson deliver a brand new song titled, “No SZNS”. No SZNS Mp3 is available blow. Stream and enjoy.

 

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I decided I don’t like fall
I decided summer doesn’t feel the same anymore
In winter, it makes me melt
Lose my shell
Mail myself overseas in the spring
And all my
Fears died in the summer
All my, all my
All my fears died

In the spring, you can’t hear a thing
All the birds and bees, nobody thinks
In the summertime, people off the brink
In California, we ain’t got no seasons
It’s all the same to me
‘Cause in the heat, like to press repeat
Every day is every day

In the spring, you can’t hear a thing
All the birds and bees, nobody thinks
In the summertime, people off the brink
In California, we ain’t got no seasons
It’s all the same to me
‘Cause in the heat, like to press repeat
Every day is every day

Still crying in the summertime
Still get a rush when I think of you in the summertime
All my anxious thoughts
They collide when you come up
They arrive when you go inside, I go out my body
I can’t live this life outside you
Miss me in the wintertime, I know it
Pull up on me when it’s snowing
Got me feeling so important
Not that I need your warmth
All of the seasons, I want you

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In the spring, I can’t hear a thing
All the birds and bees, nobody thinks
In the summertime, people off the brink
In California, we ain’t got no seasons
It’s all the same to me
‘Cause in the heat, like to press repeat
Every day is every day

In the spring, you can’t hear a thing
All the birds and bees, nobody thinks
In the summertime, people off the brink
In California, we ain’t got no seasons
It’s all the same to me
‘Cause in the heat, like to press repeat
Every day is every day

Every day is every day
In California
Every day is every day

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Doechii – Pacer Mp3 Download

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American rapper & songwriter drops a brand new hip hop song tagged, “Pacer”. Pacer Mp3 by Doechii is available below. Stream, download and enjoy below.

 

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Niggas want the shit
Bring the clique, throw a fuckin’ fit
Open up the pit
Let it rip, he a fuckin’ bitch
Niggas want the shit
Bring the clique, throw a fuckin’ fit
Open up the pit
Let it rip, he a fuckin’ bitch

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Whippin’ in a blimp
Fuck a whip, we don’t give a shit
Niggas getting rich
Bring the clique, bring the fuckin’ clique
Whippin’ in a blimp
Fuck a whip, we don’t give a shit
Niggas getting rich
Bring the clique, bring the fuckin’ clique

I’m on CP time, lizard jet out to Dubai
Watching me like Pewtie Pie
Cash my check out to do buy

Bitch, I see beyond
Know you see me on
I’m on CP time
He go on and on

I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s timing
Need a rockstar
Handle my type
I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s time
Need a rockstar
Handle my type

Niggas want the shit
Bring the clique, throw a fuckin’ fit
Open up the pit
Let it rip, he a fuckin’ bitch
Niggas want the shit
Bring the clique, throw a fuckin’ fit
Open up the pit
Let it rip, he a fuckin’ bitch

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Whippin’ in a blimp
Fuck a whip, we don’t give a shit
Niggas getting rich
Bring the clique, bring the fuckin’ clique
Whippin’ in a blimp
Fuck a whip, we don’t give a shit
Niggas getting rich
Bring the clique, bring the fuckin’ clique

I’m invincible
Niggas wanna see me fall
You won’t ever hear me moan
Nigga, I’m incredible
Welcome to my cinema
So far gone like Canada
Leo, I’m an animal
Eat them up like cannibal

Bitch, I see beyond
Know you see me on
I’m on demon time
I live in my prime
I’m original
I work digital
Bitch, I see beyond
You get no response

I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s time
I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s time
I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s time
I’m a rockstar
I’m on God’s time

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