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Uber Lyrics – Roddy Ricch

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Check out these amazing song Lyrics for “Uber” by Roddy Ricch. Read and enjoy the lyrics by singing along.

Roddy Ricch – Uber Lyrics”

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Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Pinnacle at the top

Tryna show you how I ball baby
I be driving foreign cars baby
Bring you shopping at the mall baby
I’m just tryna show you off baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
You are baby
iPhone making money moves
You know I’m tryna make a mil baby
I don’t need to pop a silly front
She wanna tell you how I feel baby
Let me know you keep it real baby
When I slide you hold the steel baby
You already know they deal baby
Please don’t ever fight the feel baby yeah, yeah

I’m taking her home cause she seem that she don’t [?] when I’m flexin
I’m running it up for me and you, don’t ask me no questions
A lot of niggas try to hate on me but I’m just running up a bag
Three Jane don’t miss a nigga riding up in a Jag
I cannot trust your word I know what you niggas is for
You ain’t gotta roll a lease I don’t got a minute at all
Smoking that moon and she said he’s gon send her tomorrow
Cousin was yesterday, fuck her today then I’m gon fuck ehr lil sister tomorrow

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Tryna show you how I ball baby
I be driving foreign cars baby
Bring you shopping at the mall baby
I’m just tryna show you off baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
You are baby
iPhone making money moves
You know I’m tryna make a mil baby
I don’t need to pop a silly front
She wanna tell you how I feel baby
Let me know you keep it real baby
When I slide you hold the steel baby
You already know they deal baby
Please don’t ever fight the feel baby yeah, yeah

She be showing me her real colors, yes sometimes I gotta let it go
And sometimes I gotta let her know, change the bag with me baby
She finessing on these bitches got me feeling like I’m a make a pass on the daily
Get the dome put them peas in [?] we going half on a baby
Introduce you to real niggas you can detect that these niggas is lame
And she know that I’m balling she see the gold Cartier on the frame
Rolls Royce without the brain thousand dollar bottle mane
Bet you know how it came
Bitch I do it all for the fortune I don’t do it for the fame

Tryna show you how I ball baby
I be driving foreign cars baby
Bring you shopping at the mall baby
I’m just tryna show you off baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
Wanna shoot you to the stars baby
You are baby
iPhone making money moves
You know I’m tryna make a mil baby
I don’t need to pop a silly front
She wanna tell you how I feel baby
Let me know you keep it real baby
When I slide you hold the steel baby
You already know they deal baby
Please don’t ever fight the feel baby yeah, yeah

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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!

 

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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