ASAP ROCKY – Wild For The Night

[Verse 1: ASAP]
Wake up feeling blessed up
Pistol on that dresser
Ain’t afraid to show it, I’ll expose it if I dress up
Riding in that Testarossa, nigga catch up,
Sipping on that syrup till I’m messed up like yea sir
So now I’m getting change, people looking at me strange
Like nigga switching lanes, never changed, still the same
We fuck bitches, get paper, you fuck niggas on papers
We walk around with lasers, you probably own some tasers
Lame niggas disgrace us, they girlfriends want date us
Got different hoes, I’m pimpin hoes
You could tell by my paystubs
My niggas getting right, smoking weed with dirty sprite
Going wild for the night Fuck being polite
Finna wild out for the weekend
Me, myself, and I my three friends
Nigga feeling froggy, then leap in, ASAP niggas finnna sneak in
Middle finger to the critics, me and my nigga Skrillex
You know we finna kill it, ASAp we the trillest
You don’t really want that Glock boy
You don’t really wanna feel them shots boy
You a B boy, I’m a block boy
I’m a D boy, I’m a hot boy
Six shots got me feeling like Pac boy
Party all night, shit don’t stop boy
Drunk as fuck and I’m ready to fight
Wildin’ for the night, fuck being polite boy

[Hook]
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I’m going…
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I’m going…
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I’m going…
Wild for the night, fuck being polite
I’m going…

[Verse 2: ASAP]
It’s the weekend and I’m creepin with my niggas
Drunk and disrespectful, calling women bitches
I don’t mean no harm but won’t you and your friends
Meet us in the cut and we can do the business
God my witness that I only wanna kick it
And yo girl just said they with us
So we rolling in them Benzes
Won’t you blow it up and stop the babysitting?
She got drunk as fuck and swallowed all my kids
Back to the Mac, tats on her back
Ass so fat, hit that from the back
When it clap from the back, she clapping it back
She flat on her back and it’s back to the track
Fuck yo pack, ASAP where it’s at?
Fuck nigga act, get clap lay flat
Fuck yo dreams, leave a fuck nigga dreaming
That’s sweet and you won’t come back front of that
Benjamin 3 stack, it’s a fact, she lives in my lap
On my aw aw cat (OutKast), daddy fat stacks bitches on my sack
And you know them soak and bitches blow and reefer got me open
Wilding to the morning with my homies, tell em where we going

[Hook]

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ASAP ROCKY – Thuggin Noise

A couple more commas richer,
and I’m still mobbin wit my niggas bruh.
That’s why they don’t like us rollin deep to the club nigga,
fuck ya club nigga!
Wherever I’m at is the club nigga, suck a dick
Swag Swag
ASAP.

[Verse 1]
Toot that shoot that glock nine,
Jiggy nigga I’m bout mine,
pinky ring and my watch shine,
yo bitch callin my hotline.

Wide buggy look cockeyed,
big pockets sit lopside,
talk studpid get your mouth wired,
we bout it bout it and rowdy huh.

Bitches all on my jock huh,
pretty nigga might stop time,
told yall young niggas runnin shit,
including red lights and stop signs.

Asap niggas on the scene ha,
young trill niggas on my team ha,
servin fiends ha, bitches scream ha,
see the beam ha, its the ninaa.

[Chorus]
Rocky where you been,
I’ve been thuggin wit my team hoe. [x4]

[Verse 2]
My trunk shake, and my paint spill,
Chrome [?] with the grain wheel.
Puss pussy niggas they ain’t tril,
and we toast to ricky cause he ain’t chere.

A couple bad bitches everyday chill,
so much snow you need a reindeer,
thuggish ruggish like st. clair,
trill bitches want to hop up on the thang yeaa.

[Chorus]

A young nigga, a young blood,
a mane don’t let these niggas box you in my nigga

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ASAP ROCKY – Suddenly

[Verse 1]
I swear this famous shit just happened overnight
For sure these hoes was so uptight, but now they so polite
All I see is fake love, smiles, and overbites
But I’m pimpin’ nigga, Dolemite
I remember when, I was like ten, maybe nine
Ricky had a deuce-deuce two shotty pumps with a baby nine
Busta had the rhymes, Puffy had the Shyne
Bone thugs had more thugs but that was the shit, that made me rhyme
Wassup, what’s on your mind? Hol’ up, I’m feeling fine
Locs got me blind, thuggin’ like I’m Eazy-E up in his prime
Another young nigga with a attitude
I guess that’s why the crackers kept me after school
Roaches on the wall, roaches on the dresser
Everybody had roaches but our roaches ain’t respect us
On the park bench playing checkers, sipping nectar
Girbaud jeans with hologram straps and reflectors
We had cookouts and dirt bikes and dice games and fist fights
And fish fries and shootouts like one SIG with two rounds
And click left two down, that’s four kids but one lived
Left three dead, but one split, that one miss, that one snitch
That’s everyday shit, shit we used to that
Add it up, do the math with your stupid ass
Don’t view me as no conscious cat, this ain’t no conscious rap
Fuck the conscious crap, my mac’ll push your conscience back
I do this for my culture, penny, nickels in the sofa
Mommy watching Oprah, daddy in the kitchen whipping soda
Cook, connect, named Sosa, Spanish chick by Ola hit it in the chocha
With the Testarossa, hit Daytona, fuck the law, we soldiers
I’m bout it bout it, nigga ain’t shit sweet about me
The baddest bitches on the block be even speakin’ bout me
I’m so thuggish ruggish bringin’ ruckus, knuckin’ if you buckin’
Young and thuggin’, buggin’ showing out in public, but you love it

[Bridge]
I only got one vision, that’s for kids in every color, religion
That listen, that you gotta beat the system, stay the fuck out the prisons
They try to blind our vision, but we all got children and siblings
You my brother, you my kin, fuck the color of your skin

[Verse 2]
Back once again
Chilling in the back of the ‘Lac with a pass or the gin
Finna ask can I pass to her friend,
Then a nigga smash, I’ll be damned if I ask her again
Gold slabs on the ‘Lac when I spin,
Then it’s back to the back of the Benz,
Lean back in the back with the Henn
And a crap when I tap that that then attack,
Never tax, never that that, max on the ends
Spend ends, I remember way back when,
A motherfucker used to have to borrow cash from my friends, friends
Just to put a snack up in the fridge
When I’m on, I swear to God to pay you back
Now the kids all look up to me, them bitches wanna fuck with me
My idols say what’s up to me, from ugly to comfortably
Suddenly

[Outro]
It all changed man
It was just like yesterday
Times was so ugly
And now I’m comfortable
I just only can thank God
Suddenly
Everything changed before my eyes
By my surprise
A$AP

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ASAP ROCKY – Ridin’

[Lana Del Rey]
I want to be your object, of your affection
Give me all your time, touch, money, and attention
Pick me up after school, you can be my baby
Maybe we could go somewhere, get a little crazy
He’s rich and I’m wishin’, um, he could be my Mister Yum
Delicious to the maximum, chew him up like bubble gum
Mama’s pretty party favor, he says I’m his favorite flavor

[Hook]
Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

[Lana Del Rey]
You say that I am flawless, true perfection
So give me all your drugs, props, money, and connections
Pick me up after school, actin’ kinda shady
You’re the coolest kid in town, I’m your little lady
Your sick and I’m kissin’ him, magical musician, how I’m
Drivin’ at the cinema, lovin’ him and lickin’ him
He’s my love, the life saver
Don’t step on my bad behavior

Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

[A$AP Rocky]
Swervin’, swervin’, gettin’ all them dimes
Tell her I be doin’, I be swaggin’ to my prime
This ain’t all the time, it happens all the time
That’s a big contradiction, get your money on your mind
What, what, tell her I be on a chase
Chasin’ for that paper and you see me on that race
What, what, tell her I be goin’ first
I be gon’ first and they put me in a herse, oh
One big room, full of bad bitches, no
One big room and it’s full of mad bitches
Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
Tell ‘em that you doin’ it, you mean to do it big
I said, one big room, full of bad bitches, no it’s
One big room and it’s full of mad bitches, I said
Lana, Lana, tell them what it is
Tell ‘em when you do it that you only do it big

Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

Uh, uh, catch me ridin’ like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me ridin’ with my bitch
Uh, long hair, Lana, that’s my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh

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ASAP ROCKY – Pussy, Money, Weed

Uh, yeah, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, uh

[Asap Rocky - Verse 1]
All I think about is life, nights, sippin’ on Sprite
Little codeine, nigga get dough right
Two blonde dikes wanna kiss all night
I just pray to God that the shit go right
Little ugness in the fist, don’t fight
Fuck a dog hoe and the bitch gon’ bite
A$AP nigga, sip Cris’ all night
So them R Kelly hoes gettin’ pissed on twice
Damn, how a young nigga get so nice
Young nigga cold like he sittin’ on ice
Fuck broke, tryin’ to be rich all life
I could’ve been a criminal and just rolled dice
My nuts hangin’, my top back
Hoes screamin’ that pop back
Grown west side, bandana side
A$AP life, gotta pop tags
Harlem world my whole block strapped
Hoes all in my jock strap
My whip white but my top black
And my bitch white, but my cock black
Purple drink, got that
Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin’
Bounce on me, bitch, hurt somethin’
Tell her pop that pussy like it’s worth somethin’
So shawty, she a stunna and daddy, he a runna
Be that pretty mothafucka, you could call me what you wanna
Cause I’m in love with that ass, she in love with the cash
So she shakin’ it fast and then makin’ the stacks
And I’m takin’ it back and I’m takin’ her back
To the house just to bust in her mouth and I’m kickin’ her out

[Hook]
I don’t need you around
Take a ride to make
Oh no no no, oh no no no
So I say pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yea-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That’s all a nigga need (Yea-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That’s all a nigga need (Yeah, yeah, y-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed (Yea-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed
All a nigga need (Y-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed
Pussy, money, weed (Yea-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed
That’s all a nigga need

[Verse 2]
Smoking out, pouring up
Purple drink up in my cup
Bitches actin’ Hollywood
But in my hood they wanna fuck
Purple stuff, yellow tusk
Yellow stuff look like a bust
She look like the type to front
But most likely the type to fuck
Make a buck, catch a nut
This shit be that trill livin’
Show you how the trill get it
Nigga, Pimp C gone, but he still livin’
Cause I’m still sippin’ and my grill’s glistenin’
Got me gold grills, shinin’ and I’m still tippin’
Cause I’m still pimpin’, but it feel different
Cause it’s trill pimpin’, nigga deal with it
That’s all a nigga need, that’s all a nigga need
Got a bitch up on my shoulder, got another on my sleeve
I said these bitches know my steeze
WV’s, weak in the knees
Got them bitches movin’ them keys
Rollin’ the weed, duckin’ them G’s
Got a bad bitch from Belize, another overseas
If she don’t wear no weave, then her hair down to her knees
Got my wifeys smokin’ trees, my bad bitch on that E
But that pussy, money, weed, shit that’s all a nigga need

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ASAP ROCKY – PMW (All I Really Need)

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
All I think about is life, nice, sippin’ on Sprite
Little codeine, nigga get throwed right
Two blonde dykes wanna kiss all night
I just pray to God that the shit go right
Little arguments in their fists don’t fight
Fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon’ bite
A$AP nigga, sip Cris all night
So them R Kelly hoes gettin’ pissed on twice
Damn, how a young nigga get so nice?
Young nigga cold like he sittin’ on ice
Fuck broke, tryin’ to be rich all life
I could’ve been a criminal and just rolled dice
My nuts hangin’, my top back
Hoes screamin’ that Pac back
Throwin’ Westside, bandana tied
A$AP life, gotta Pac tat
Harlem world my whole block strapped
Hoes all on my jock strap
My whip white but my top black
And my bitch white, but my cock black
Purple drink, got that
Tell these hoes all to twerk somethin’
Bounce on me, bitch, hurt somethin’
Tell her pop that pussy like it’s worth somethin’
So shawty, she a stunna’ and daddy, he a runna’
Be that pretty mothafucka, you could call me what you wanna
Cause I’m in love with that ass, she in love with the cash
So she shakin’ it fast and then makin’ them stacks
And I’m takin’ it back and I’m takin’ her back
To the house just to bust in her mouth and I’m kickin’ her out

[Bridge]
How ’bout me and you and you and I
Take a ride to make this high
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
So I say

[Hook x4]
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Y-yeah)
Pussy, money, weed (Yeah)
That’s all a nigga need (Y-yeah)

[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
It’s A$AP Q, where the bread at?
Fuck around and bring the hush puppies back
She fuck me and the homies, she was cool with that
The block hot so I’m shaded in my bucket hat
Pause a little bit, I gotta little advice
If you fucked her once, then you could fuck her twice
And don’t get head from hoes with overbites
Just giving out game, nigga, show your right
Born stunna nigga, turn night to bright
High as a kite in my Nike Flights
Made 30 Racks it was just a flight
Flew a bitch out too, it was just a night
Shorty got the booty make a nigga say, “Woah”
Can I suck your titties, tryin’ to see how far I can go
Try again and then again and she ain’t tellin’ me no
Sweetie tell me how you feelin’, can I feel on you mo’?
She said, “I ain’t fuckin’ for free”, but ain’t shit I can’t afford
Shit, I’ll pay you for it
Now bounce that ass on my bungie cord
Uh, yeah, whoopsie daisy
Put a good kid in your Section.80
Turn a baby into a lady
Now here go the keys to my new Mercedes
Cause shawty she a stripper
All you got to do is tip her
She got ballers with some money
When you fuck them other niggas
Now do A through Z for a G
Panties go down to her feet
Pussy get wetter for me
Smackin’ that ass to the beat
Give her that Diggity-D

[Bridge]

[Hook x4]

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ASAP ROCKY – Phoenix

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
Bloody ink on my pad spelled suicide
Michael Jackson even passed cause you scrutinized
Fuck illuminati lies, say I’m lucified
Baptised in the gutter, motherfucker you decide
Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide?
Or the thighs on my whores, they be super-sized?
Good and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a side
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God
Who am I? Lord Flacko
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso
Capo Head Hancho, now my following’s colossal
Ain’t no boxer, Pacquiao, but got the chopper en todo caso
It’s like you heard, God spoke
I’ve seen the ghetto gospel
The choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low
Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from singing high notes
The bible or the rifle…goodnight folks

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide
Kurt Cobain even died cause you scrutinize
It’s a fine line between truth and lies
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified
That’s why I never judge another nigga
Life’s a bitch, but that bitch in love with other niggas
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards nigga
Sucker niggas, wassup my niggas
So my new attitude is like “Fuck the niggas!”
I grew up with niggas but don’t fuck with niggas
I don’t trust them niggas, ain’t got no love for niggas
Had the gold grills shining like them southern niggas
Kept it trilla, now the whole world fuckin’ with us
Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas
Now your world is in my palm, take cover niggas

I shall ever pour, Lord pick me up
Ever since a baby, two tussin sippy cups
Ever since them diapers and my zip-me-ups
Now I’m walking on my own, y’all, wish me luck

[Outro x2]
Where do we lie?
Tell me where do we stand?
Where do we go?
It’s all part of the plan

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