GoldLink – See I Miss Pt. 2

[Hook: Goldlink]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch

[Verse 1: Goldlink]
Yeah, yeah
Drinking on some liquor tryna’ cope with the changes
And all my exes ain’t shit, so they shall remain nameless
And all them bitches that I lied to ran around wit’ just to spite you
And my mama met a couple and she told me they ain’t like you
What you do to me
I’m still tryna find peace and unity
I hope it’s you they get to speak up at my eulogy
Cause who could vouch for me like you could vouch me, my baby?
I think I’m comin round to driving I might scoop you lady
So we can fuck like we would fuck way back at mama house
And we would eat late at IHOP or at the Waffle House, know what I’m talkin’ bout
And I’ma hit ya phone cause shorty we should talk it out

[Hook: Goldlink]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
That I would even miss that bitch

[Verse 2: Marsha Ambrosius]
There’s a better way to say that
A love like this you should miss, I know
But you tried to explain it, I am not complacent
I provide you water, take care of your daughter
I ain’t trppin’ over nothing, neither either or that
The weather got stormy, bringing them bullets
With the suburban, hittin’ that bourbon
Nobody will love you like I did just like I do
And I forgive you when you do it again
And again
I got you back when they don’t
I hit you back when you won’t
Me I’ll beeee, you’ll feel it when I’m gone
Don’t matter whose been around, I’m (?) getcha
By your side, with ya
With a side to cuff this shit and let it ride
It will be alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Nobody will love you like I did just like I do
And I forgive you when you do it again
And again yeahhh

[Hook: Goldlink + Anderson .Paak]
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Miss that bitch
What’s a love like this
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch
Who kneeewww, yeah
That I would even miss that bitch

[Outro: Marsha Ambrosius]
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Don’t you miss me baby?
Baby

Kanye West – 30 Hours (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

[Verse 1]
You say you never saw this comin’, well you’re not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin’ the damages
Checkin’ MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a bitch
But it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago – St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale Ándale E.I, E.I, oh, oh
You had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn’t mine though

[Hook]
But I still drove 30 hours
But still drove 30 hours to you

[Verse 2]
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret
‘Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in December
Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye’s is finished girl
You don’t love me, you just pretendin’
I need that happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It’s gettin’ hot in hurr, that’s all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 stars for you
You call down for an omelet
Girl it’s 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don’t start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it’s no prob
Cause you was in college complainin’ about it’s no jobs
But you were suckin’ a nigga’s dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob’s better than no job

[Hook]
And I drove back 30 hours

[Bridge]
Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh

[Outro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
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Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

2 Chainz – Here We Go Again (Hibachi For Lunch Album) letras

[Intro]
Yeah, let me catch a motherfucking wave
I got a Chanel surfboard let me catch a wave

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning
Dick look like a flag pole
Gotta catch me a bad throat
Shit, 200 on the dash board
If you feeling froggy lil nigga gonna jump he still a lil tadpole
Yeah I move a little tad slow cause I’m sipping on the castro

[Hook]
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it

[Verse 2]
I got Jesus on my pendant
Been hustling since an appendix
When you look up I’m lieutenant
When you look up for attendance
Gucci sun all of my tennis
Make this shit look like a business
Make killers look like a witness
Make shopping look like a fitness
Ran the trap fuck the Olympics
You wasn’t there you must missed it
I posted pics on my Insta
Don’t you become a statistic
Don’t you know I know logistics
Still got Riri on my wishlist
Your lady got me on her hit list
Don’t think you gonna forget this

[Hook]
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it

[Skit + Hook]
Yeah, I know they like whats he saying
Spondivits, that’s some south side shit
Some Atlanta shit, Virginia Avenue
I used to go up in there get me a bucket of crab legs, melted butter
But at the same time I got a jug in the parking lot though, you dig
Here we go again
I drink a four again
Not going poor again
Young nigga supposed to win
I asked the Lord to forgive me
I used to jugg at Spondivits
Diamonds for wife and the children
This is my life I’ma live it
I tell em’, I tell em’ meet me over there by the Waffle House
I’m selling bags though no lil shit no poquito

[Outro]
Muy grande, muy muy grande, plug talk
You muy poquito, me muy grande