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Related artists: Migos, Jungle rot, Jungle bunny mc, Neon jungle
what part of Atlanta y'all from? From the north side Uh, yeah Every show get crazy and crazy We growing and growing every, every, every time at a show Disrupted the game, the industry was shook up Three young rich niggas, never did a push up You want the origin of the
know young rich niggas You know so we never really had no old money We got a whole lotta new money though, hah (If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya) Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie) F***in
Hook: Quavo] Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white) Mama told me not to sell work (mama) Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah) [Post-Hook: Takeoff] Young nigga poppin' with a pocket full of cottage (ayy) Woah kemosabe, chop
jungle, see jungle, see jungle, see jungle Jungle boy don't fear, jungle boy come near See jungle, see jungle, go join your gang, yeah, city all over, go ape crazy Jungle boy I view, jungle boy come through In the jungle, I love a rumble, he's the fat
really don't know the games that you play. I don't know if you mean every word that you say. And I don't care if you tellin' me lies. 'Cos I was falling for you by the look in your eyes. You turn my world chosen upside down. Jungle in my heart burning ju
Intro] Ehhh Wyclef with Pitbull, the clubs ain't safe tonight [Chorus - Wyclef] Mamacita so nice to meet ya, You drunk off that rum, You shouldn't drive tonight, Give me the key to that beemer, She looked at me and laughed, Started shakin h
say your tribe's from Kentucky - tucky Give you three days if you're lucky, lucky These Wall Street dogs they can smell ya, smell ya But in my tent, there is shelter, shelter I will take care of you Put the heat down, put the heat down, down So please don't be scared of me Put th
see no point in living life that right So I just take what I can find. I see no point in living life that right When your out here in this jungle. It's wild round 'ere You don't wanna spend a night round 'ere. When your out here in this jungle Ain't nothing nice round 'ere Troub
walks on trumpet paths Safaris to the heart of all that jazz Through i-bars and girders- through wires and pipes The mathematic circuits of the modern nights Through huts through Harlem through jails and gospel pews Through the class on Park and the tras
I'm in love My fingers keep on clicking to the beating of my heart Hey, I can't stop my feet Ebony and ivory and dancing in the street Hey, it's because of you The world is in a crazy hazy hue My heart is beating like a jungle drum My heart is beating like a ju
anything, every pretty penny bring another pretty penny But a penny's still a penny swing low sweet anything Sweet everything, Never a feathered friend meaning that I never sing Dumb shiny radiator, shiny radiator Haters is alligators meaning that I'll see
i'm in love my fingers keep on clicking to the beating of my heart hey, i can't stop my feet ebony and ivory and dancing in the street hey, it's 'cause of you the world is in a crazy, hazy hue my heart is beating like a jungle drum my heart is beating
city is my jungle gym Look at this big great world that we're living in There's lots of fun to be had on these streets We can take a ride just you and me It's a jungle gym It's a jungle gym Trolley cars and buses too All the big kids going to school I'm going to get a treat from t
life's one part of the bloody game And they changed my f***ing name I'm running away but I'm still here The human race living in my growing fear Blinded by the jungle of lies I can see it in your eyes Blinded by the jungle of lies Blinded by the
inside the soul hole Of Mother Earth Father Time came With a supersonic supersonic burst His soul monkey sperm tribes Racing to be first Her ruby fruit jungle Givin' bush baby bush baby birth The baby was a boy But I think what stunned her Is that this bare breasted
I'm rare and you know it But I see you're special too! Been alone for a minute, and I could get used to you Tell me how you want it baby You know you need a jungle lady Make me go wild and crazy So let's move into the dark Tell me how you want it baby You know you need
away in Africa They all come from near and far Rock all night and never stop Dancin' to the jungle hop Take the skins of 10 giraffes For one beat-up phonograph Now they dance and do the bop They rock all night to jungle hop Rock! Under jungle stars above All night m
a jungle out there and life is unfair for the ones left to scrap for the scrapes Generations have grown in the same situation: tribal warfare, chattel slavery and now taxes The people never have enough and children are born fatherless and families have no one to rely on so from
half a train you’re not my lover Your a sad man on the street And the things you say Just aren’t funny I laugh just to be mean No Your pretty face just doesn’t cut it anymore And I’m so tired of falling to the lakes of your eyes I don’t wanna hear your sound no more, mor
s trying to come and find me now Everybody's trying to track me down somehow Everybody's trying to tell me something My, oh my It's getting kind of hard to hide in the jungle [2x] Does anybody want to come and talk me down? Will anyone that loves me
may go and move to the jungle now Way out in the woods Yes, I think I'll move to the jungle people Move way out in the woods Yes, because the way things are here now Well, I ain't doin' myself no good I work hard everyday From Monday to Friday night The w
Nickatina] Pain from a rap cat Man you didn't know that 3 AM, man, we bumping Bobby Womack My homie keep all his bullets hollow That's why I smell like Salvatore Ferragamo with the diamond sparrow A rap cat with the BOSS apparel I put my rhymes on your block then I ru
down - get down (x8) Aaaaaaah! Jungle boogie (x8) Jungle boogie (x8) Get down - get down (x12) Produced by K & G Production, Inc. Written by Ronald Bell, Claydes Smith, George Brown, Robert Mickens, Donald Boyce, Richard Westfield, Dennis Thomas and Robert Bell Courtes
me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you The things you do These days, I'm letting God handle all things above me The things I can't change are the reasons you love me Listen you can hear them calling my name I'm all over the place, I can't
was standing in the jungle I was feeling alright Mm-hmm, mm-hmm I was wandering in the darkness In the middle of the night Mm-hmm, mm-hmm The moon began to shine I saw a clearing ahead Mm-hmm, mm-hmm But what's that going on I think I'm outta my head Mm-hmm, mm-hmm Chooka
Hook: Gabriel Garzón Montano] Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you The things you do [Verse 1: H.E.R.] These days, I'm letting God handle all things above me The things I can't change are the reasons you love me Listen, you
of lies The power of love that heals and mends A sordid tapestry of pain Who will notice when it ends Everything has been defiled Some are strong and powerful Some are beguiled Nobody sees the other side of what they are A two way mirror hides the world Tunnel v
old days they seem to me so dead When rude boy´s business was a public threat Now I'm bringing back the past to you I'm calling back my loyal old school crew Now rude boy comes in time Comes just in time Comes right in time (3×) Are you ready to jump? (2×
old memories Echoed from the street in a Crying hole Just a song from long ago When I lost my easy gods to the Harlem insect laws I heard your baited moans and the passing cars and the swirling songs and the black man's bones Through the walls and the stalls
someone who can cry someone who is I am in their eyes I follow you going into the dark Feet without a brain smarter for my heart I try to feel like i feel like I feel I lack like I like to be it's not me This is my jungle I dont' let anyone in here Grab everything I giv
a wonderful world it seems And our keel's running deep We've got wine from the great market place We can walk in our sleep, do you know Now that gold is coming cheap what to lose And what to keep You know, our hearts could come closer, babe But
of money, dried up, no longer running palace corroded, condemned like all the people that were captive in the trouble that doubled the self destructive jungle never had the chance to rise above and see what's on the other side what's the use
strike Let me enter you Entertain center Entertain you With my pain Rip strike Black eyes Your side Capsized Revel and strike Got my love in pocket Gonna hock it for my life Fall short Rip
I went away on a holiday Out on a cruise, but we lost our way Came to an island so beautiful Now we never wanna go home Ahoenga hoenga hey hey Do you feel the way i do ...
planning his route He’s saving his smite He’s gonna find out which lane is behind Gragas will be making his rounds Gragas belly’s shaking around Gragas will be taking you down He’s bringing you gifts But their’s a surprise You’ll only find out right after you die Grag
up, hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up, right now [x4] Time to get off in the room Hands up, hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up Everybody now, let me see your hands up E
Instrumental] [Instrumental] [Instrumental
Ore-tacha kaizoku never say no Umi ni detanara susumu dake Un ga warukerya ga shizumu dake All: Ore-tacha kaizoku gokigen yo Nami: Egao wa egao de kaesu dake Zoro: Kari wa kicchiri kaesu dake Nami: "Mochiron! Okane mo ne!"
no umi wo mata ni kakete yuku otakebi agete kokoro ga haretara shuppatsu no aizu wo hibikase yukou sadame rareta michi wo nukete sora to umi no sekai me ni ima bokura. kogi dashite yuku no sa kurai umi no soku ni ni ikihisomeru ADOBENCHAA sozou sure dake de tanoshiku
me tell you about a thing or two If you wanna finger dudes, ride a Subaru Or do some gay shit like Ron f***ing Harry Potter with a broom Anything regarding dicks ain't my cup of tea cause i love the POON (No? F***) They call me Mr. Fantastic Ass kicked r
you don’t know say what Skindred in the area, yeah blud You dunno yeah We came up with this Christmas vibe for this one, yeah blud Not everyone knows that it is Christmas time Drink up you liquor and make it on time Rudolf and Santa bringing
Chorus: Offset & Quavo] Trapping like a narco (narco) Got dope like Pablo (Pablo) Cut throat like Pablo (cut throat) Chop trees with the Draco (Draco) On the North, got the Ye, go (Diego) Saying Hasta luego (luego) We be in, reppin' kil
know you wanna go I know you wanna go So come on, we takin' off And I know you don't wanna miss this plane Started with a hundred bricks (Bricks, bricks, bricks) Now I sold out, bitch (Bitch, bitch) My mama said, "Stay patient" (Mama, mama) Hund
a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it) Pop two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank) I heard your bitch, she got that water (Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash) Slippery, 'scuse me, please me (please) I'm up, oh, believe me, believe me (believe me) Get beat, 'cause I'm fl
What's up Migos? What up JB, it's time to go to the club, time to pull those toys out man - let's do it Hey where the party at? Let's go Let's ride Let's roll Yea, everywhere I go, them girls follow Na, na, na, na Let everybody know that I'm here
Migos Yo, yoo, Kid Ink They respect me like the man In every city we go, in every city we go Pick up a pack soon as we land In every city we go, in every city we go And every real nigga feel me In every city we go, in every city we go They fall in
it pappy, get it pappy, let's get it pappy Migos, push up I'm faced it, I need a arm to this I like it the Portorican on the dance Never talk 'bout what she do up in the club I'm talking 'bout what if, what if I receive you in my room Get it popping in the pajamas pants
for the task force, my lifestyle like a rodeo horse Had a dream in a porsche then I woke up and had to go to court Got a lawyer, dropped the cases, now you see me on the pages XXL magazine, December and shoe cover Fader They sayin' Migos better than the Beatles Paul McCartney, I wou
it back to the north side Migo N.W.A nigga Woke up quick at about noon, just thought that I had to be on the north soon Hop in my Beamer to see my moms, my mom started trippin' but my [?] Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the [?] See s
cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) Cocaina, cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) Cocaina, cocaina (Cocaina, cocaina) Cocaina, cocaina Cocaina, cocaina, I don't wanna serve my people Cocaina, cocaina, you can call them birds, call them seagulls Cocaina, cocaina, you can call th
sure don't Sure don't Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try See them rollin' with me, yeah they ride or die Test us and I guarantee we let it fly Oh me, oh me, oh my I just shut the club down, I ain't even try I always tel
in there, get in there Got me dabbin', Yung Rich Nation gear Lookin' like I'm not from around here Young nigga dabbin' out the atmosphere You niggas still sayin' swag My niggas switched it up we call it dab Step out with a light dab I call it a jab Michael Jordan
ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff Now hear this all, bad boy, ruff Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in
ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff Now hear this all, bad boy, ruff Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in the jungle, in the, in the jungle Ruff in t
Cause I'm all that you want, boy All that you can have, boy Got me spread like a buffet Bon appétit, baby Appetite for seduction Fresh out the oven Melt in your mouth kind of lovin' Bon appétit, baby Looks like you've been starving You've got those
Chorus: Quavo] Higher we go, beg and plead for the culture Higher we go, beg and plead for the- [Verse 1: Quavo] I'ma put these racks in your face In your face, show you that you lame I'ma stash these M's at my place In my place, but no I'm not the bank I'ma pull that coupe
Chorus: Travis Scott & Ty Dolla $ign] Yeah, white color sand (yeah), frost in my hand, yeah (yeah) Lost it again, yeah (it's lit), ghost, Danny Phantom (oh yeah) Dipped in a trance, yeah (alright), ten in the van, yeah Mars make her leap, yeah, shh, not a sque
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