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Surfside tower collapse: No sign of final victim as Miami search ends

As the search for remains in the collapsed apartment block ends, one victim remains unaccounted for.

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Miami building collapse: Inside the recovery operation clearing the ruins

Miami-Dade Fire Rescue show how workers are clearing the “enormous” pile of ruins that remains.

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Remaining collapsed Miami block demolished

The standing portion of a partially collapsed apartment building is razed amid safety fears.

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Miami building collapse: Search efforts suspended ahead of demolition

Teams could raze the standing portion of a collapsed apartment building late on Sunday.

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Miami condo collapse: A boom, then the ground shook

Witnesses recount the terrifying night of the Champlain Tower collapse and the week that shook Miami.

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Miami building collapse: Demolition date brought forward

The standing portion of the partly collapsed complex will be destroyed as a tropical storm approaches.

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Miami building collapse: Firefighter’s 7-year-old daughter found dead

She is the third child to be recovered from the site of the collapsed 12-storey block.

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Miami building collapse: ‘People went to sleep, and then they died’

Both the mother and grandmother of Pablo Rodríguez were in the building when it fell. Now, he wants answers.

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Miami building collapse: What could have caused it?

The search for survivors continues but experts must now piece together what caused a Miami apartment block to collapse.

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Miami building collapse: Why is the rescue effort taking so long?

Emergency rescue teams have been working day and night since an apartment block collapsed.

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Miami building collapse: Rescuers search air pockets

More than 150 people remain missing, five days after the Florida apartment block collapsed.

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Florida building collapse: Report from 2018 warned of ‘major damage’

A survey flagged “major structural damage” at the complex which collapsed on Thursday near Miami.

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Miami building collapse: 159 missing, officials say

Four people are confirmed dead, but rescuers are continuing to search the rubble for survivors.

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Miami building collapse: Fearful relatives hunt news of missing

Details emerge of the scores unaccounted for in the Florida building collapse.

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Miami building collapse: Firefighters search rubble

Firefighters scoured what was once the basement for any survivors of the Surfside apartment tower collapse.

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IDK – Frontin (Pharrell Cover) Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh
Uh-huh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Don’t wanna sound full of myself or rude
But you ain’t looking at no other dudes
‘Cause you love me
So you think about a chance
You find yourself trying to do my dance
Maybe ’cause you love me
Ladies

[Pre-Chorus]
So then we tried thinking it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’ (You know I want you, babe)
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t carе at all
But you know I want ya (You should stop frontin’, babe)

[Verse 2]
Tryna be the bеst girlfriend you could be
But still you peak and look at me, and girl, I love it
Uh-huh, uh
Then you give your other girls a show
Tell her you gon’ call her, ask how it was
And she’s gon’ love it, woah-oh-oh-oh

[Pre-Chorus]
So then we tried singing it slow now
Because you weren’t used to how fast we touched (Fast we touched)
Then we locked eyes and I knew I was in there
And I was gon’ tear your ass up (Tear your ass up)

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’, you know I want you, babe
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya, you should stop frontin’, babe

[Bridge]
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

[Verse 3]
She said I picture bright red stop signs
I picture “Don’t walk here” [?] mop signs
I picture all of the bullshit we been through
Now you just picture the picture of what I picture when I picture you
Picture two pictures of lemonade, the sweetest of lips
You used to pitch me the idea that you want my dick
Whenever we split like banana and empty the clip
‘Cause we be at war then come together like an eclipse
Because of the stick, the stigma shouldn’t be like this
But shit, the stigma of crossin’ lines, reason we trip
And fallin’ in love but true gon’ fall from above
A shot of the cupid ’til it crosses the flock of a dove
And that’s a fancy way of sayin’ you ain’t shit
After all this time, this is what I get?
Like the slang of a Miami nigga, in his words
“You the opposite of truth, you ain’t legit, legit”
I’m tryna flip the switch
Of feelings as you insist to bitch
But momma taught me never call a girl out of her name
For now, you and I [?]

[Chorus]
I know that I’m carrying on, never mind if I’m showing off
I was just frontin’, you know I want you, babe
I’m ready to bury it all, unless you don’t care at all
But you know I want ya, you should stop frontin’, babe

[Outro]
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah, ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

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Pop Smoke – Mr. Jones Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Look

[Chorus]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that’s down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be about ten
I’m like, “Your ass seems fat enough”
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, “Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?”
I ain’t givin’ you shit unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some pussy
The lil’ nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear

[Verse]
She came out the room like, “Papi, my ass hurt”
She just put up with mad work, yeah
You worried ’bout the wrong thing
That’s bad work, it’s ’bout thе cash first
When you down, we run up that shower
Brеak it down in the back, girl
If I say that you mine, that mean that you ours
You can’t put me first, that’s backwards

[Chorus]
Said we in Miami, we just left Mr. Jones
With a hundred bitches that’s down, ready to fuck
She said she wanna be about ten
I’m like, “Your ass seems fat enough”
Before you get that, you better go get a tummy tuck
She like, “Papi, can you give me fifty-five hundred?”
I ain’t givin’ you shit unless you suck all of us
She went upstairs and gave my lil’ homie some pussy
The lil’ nigga fucked around, nigga, I swear

[Open Verse]

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Groovenics – Booty Barn Lyrics

You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ass
So I can hit it really fast
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

Smoochie boochie you old hoochie coochie
Ride you in in the style of a poochie
As long as you got that mile wide booty Ill get fruity
If you turn mutt baby you won’t become my slut
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the bitches in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice

Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams

Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round ass in the air face in the ground
Swing your booty round and round round and round round and round
Swing your booty round and round

You got that rump shaker
It’s definitely your heartbreaker
Break me off a piece of that ice
So I can drink you like a slice
If you don’t want me to leave ya
Bend over and ill believe ya
You’ll be mine and ill be sure to bring you to my booty barn
The kingdom down south is the place with the mouth
All the hoochies in the house scream Miami
Give us this day our daily head
And I pray and I pray

I am not a pimp
Can’t you see IM just a gimp
Living my small fairy tale
It would be nice
Not having to role the dice
Wish I could wear a vale
Being me will
Only make you want to kill
You’re own self-esteem
Put me in a place
Where IM not a big disgrace
Like the circus or my dreams

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Lil Wayne & Kodak Black Pardoned By President Trump In Last-Minute Spree

Lil Wayne and Kodak Black can breathe a sigh of relief today after Trump granted them clemency.

Outgoing President Donald Trump has pardoned over 150 persons and commutations, sources within the President’s administration has revealed in the early morning of his last day in office. Trump spends his final full day in office- January 19, 2021, finalizing his list of pardons, and it turns out that rappers Lil Wayne and Kodak Black made the list.

According to three CNN news sources, the batch of clemency actions includes white-collar criminals, high-profile rappers, and others but does not include the President, who has been reported as suggesting that he would seek to pardon himself and his children before leaving office. It seems that did not happen after his lawyers advised him against it.

“President Trump granted a full pardon to Dwayne Michael Carter Jr., also known as ‘Lil Wayne,’” White House press secretary Kayleigh McEnany said in a statement to the press. “Mr. Carter pled guilty to possession of a firearm and ammunition by a convicted felon, owing to a conviction over 10 years ago. Brett Berish of Sovereign Brands, who supports a pardon for Mr. Carter, describes him as ‘trustworthy, kind-hearted and generous.’”

“Mr. Carter has exhibited this generosity through commitment to a variety of charities, including donations to research hospitals and a host of foodbanks. Deion Sanders, who also wrote in support of this pardon, calls Mr. Wayne ‘a provider for his family, a friend to many, a man of faith, a natural giver to the less fortunate, a waymaker, [and] a game changer.’”

Lil Wayne was a staunch Trump supporter and ally during his election campaign last year, so it comes as no surprise that he was pardoned by the outgoing President. The full list of names was released to the press at approximately 1 AM on the morning of the inauguration. Lil Wayne was facing a gun charge – possession of firearm during a 2019 search of his jet. The rapper’s jet was searched after landing at the Miami airport, where authorities found what Wayne said was a father’s day gift- a gold plated gun as well as marijuana in his bag.

Just had a great meeting with @realdonaldtrump @potus besides what he’s done so far with criminal reform, the platinum plan is going to give the community real ownership. He listened to what we had to say today and assured he will and can get it done. ?? pic.twitter.com/Q9c5k1yMWf

— Lil Wayne WEEZY F (@LilTunechi) October 29, 2020

Weezy remains a controversial personality in hip hop and received heavy backlash, especially from the black community after meeting with Trump and declaring his support for the then President and encouraging African Americans- a key demographic in the contentious 2020 election, to vote for Trump.

Controversial Florida rapper Kodak Black, whose real name is Bill Kapri, was also pardoned after he took to his social media accounts to make an appeal to Trump for a pardon in exchange for donating millions of dollars to charity last year.

“Kodak Black is a prominent artist and community leader,” McEnany said in the statement. “He has served nearly half of his sentence. Before his conviction and after reaching success as a recording artist, Kodak Black became deeply involved in numerous philanthropic efforts. In fact, he has committed to supporting a variety of charitable efforts, such as providing educational resources to students and families of fallen law enforcement officers and the underprivileged. In addition to these efforts, he has paid for the notebooks of school children, provided funding and supplies to daycare centers, provided food for the hungry, and annually provides for underprivileged children during Christmas. Most recently while still incarcerated, Kodak Black donated $50,000 to David Portnoy’s Barstool Fund, which provides funds to small businesses affected by the COVID-19 pandemic. Kodak Black’s only request was that his donation go toward restaurants in his hometown.”

According to one source, the pardon does not come at zero cost as the President is expecting to collect later on his favor. “Everything is a transaction. He likes pardons because it is unilateral. And he likes doing favors for people he thinks will owe him.”

Among the people who received a pardon from Donald Trump include Death Row Records co-founder Michael “Harry O” Harrison, who got his sentence commuted after Snoop Dogg and his allies successfully lobbied the Trump administration.

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Alus – No No Lyrics

Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s
Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh

Cut me check
Cop me a Wraith, ah-ha
Stars on the roof
Birkin in my safe, ah-ha
Wrist on a flood
Open the gates
Show me some love
When I step on the stage, uh

I just hopped off a boat in Miami (oh!)
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy (oh!)
My sugar daddy asking me for candy

Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s

Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh
Hundreds in the case
Diamonds on my waist
I ain’t talking Maybelline when I say get up out my face
His type just be the freaks
A Petey Pablo Freek-A-Leek
I ain’t hittin’ on a pretty bitch when I say I wanna peak

I just hopped off a boat in Miami (oh!)
Euphoria face look like I’m Maddy (oh!)
My sugar daddy asking me for candy

Hate me if you must that’s a no no
I be riding round straight slow mo
He wanna eat me out that’s a no-go
Something in my cup that’s a Solo
Only aisle that I walk is the Grammy’s
Told ‘em wasn’t me like I’m Shaggy
You be wearing Givenchy but it’s a hand-me-down
I be laced in leather by McQueen himself, uh

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Erick Morillo: ‘I like to move it’ DJ dead at 49

The internationally acclaimed DJ was facing charges of sexually assault a woman in Miami.

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An underwater webcam in the port of Miami has become a lockdown sensation.

An underwater webcam in the port of Miami has become a lockdown sensation thanks to its tailless star ‘Oval’.

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Blac Chyna – Seen Her Lyrics

[Verse: 1]
Fine China, Chyna doll
I’m just tryna ball, ’till my money gets tall like the china walls
Sorry, if you ain’t getting no views there’s no time to talk
Look, back when I was getting down I ain’t seein no sign of y’all

[Pre-Chorus:]
See money talk bullshit, walk on a toilet roll
Trill bitch, I’m the type you wait your whole life for
See I’m the type of bitch your wifey might just turn dyke for
I’m the type to make your hubby leave you just for one night (oh!)

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Verse: 2]
Grab that new thing and pull up the dice
I’m swerving round lights in Miami vibes killer way
And f*ck with a broke hoe a sucker say
I’m a star bitch when I’m gon see her it ain’t no cut her wave
Every move I ever make hit the front page
If you ain’t in your bag in the safe you just in the way
I just might roll me up a check and f*ck me up the day
Rich bitch, gotta get it quick, quick on the lay

[Pre-Chorus:]
See money talk bullshit, walk on a toilet roll
Trill bitch, I’m the type you wait your whole life for
See I’m the type of bitch your wifey might just turn dyke for

I’m the type to make your hubby leave you just for one night (oh!)

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Verse: 3]
Shawty bad hot girls p*ssy smell like dirt
Throewing green money black louie, white fur
Gotta sign on my back that say put the money right here
Gotta sign outside my bruch save y’all fella right here
Shawty bad hot girls p*ssy smell like dirt
Throwing green money black louie, white fur
Gotta sign on my back that say put the money right here
Gotta sign outside my bruch save y’all fella right here

[Chorus:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Refrain:]
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine
p*ssy tight
p*ssy cleaner
p*ssy wet
So I call him mine

[Outro:]
(ay)
There goes tha bitch I know you seen her

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Fuerza Regida – Ando Contento Lyrics (feat. Natanael Cano)

[Letra de “Ando Contento” ft. Natanael Cano]

[Verso 1: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
En carros nuevos siempre ando
Con las puertas de mariposa
Se agüitan porque lo hago mejor
Y porque salí de las calles sin diamantes
Con diamantes aunque les arda
Ahora porque tengo las pacas
La dejas según me conocen
Los billetes ahora están llegando
Yo sé que les está pesando a los lacras
Que según, fueron mis hermanos

[Coro: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
Pero yo sigo viviendo mi vida loca
Chicago, Nueva York, Miami, muchas morras
Ando contento
Givenchy, Balenciaga ropa, la más cara
Me vio tu hermana y se quedó con las ganas
Ando contento
Y a tu vieja me la llevo
¡Eah!

[Interludio: Fuerza Regida & Natanael Cano]
Y si les queda, pónganse el saco

Pura Fuerza Regida
Y su compa, Natanael Cano, viejones
Yes, jajaja

[Verso 2: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Regida]
Y en restaurantes más finos
Con calamare’ en mi plato
Donde come uno comen todo’
Eso ya está bien comprobado
Si no pregúntele a mi clicka que es mi respaldo

[Coro: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Rgida]
Pero yo sigo viviendo mi vida loca
Chicago, Nueva York, Miami, muchas morras
Ando contento
Givenchy, Balenciaga ropa, la más cara
Me vio tu hermana y se quedó con las ganas
Ando contento
Y a tu vieja me la llevo

[Outro: Natanael Cano & Fuerza Regida]
Yes sir
That’s right
Peace out, fool
Let me know how my dick taste, nigga
¡Ajá!

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Bad Bunny – Bendiciones Lyrics

[Letra de “BENDICIONES”]

[Intro]
Estoy aquí porque Dios tuvo planes conmigo
Gracia’ a ustede’ y a lo’ mío’ soy agradecido
¿Tumbarme a mí? Mis enemigo’ no han podido
Yo estoy bendecío’

[Coro]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Chavo’ pa’ to’ el mundo
En el club botella’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Salud y vida pa’ to’ el mundo
En el club botella’ pa’ to’ el mundo, eh
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron

[Verso]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ los que me maldicen
Y que me perdonen si yo algo le’ hice
No hables de hipocresía, no, que se contradicen
Yo combino las Yeezy, ey, con los día’ grise’
So, no hables de eso, háblame de progreso
Ello’ me sacan el de’o mientra’ yo le’ tiro beso’, ey (Muah)
Mi vida e’ un V.I.P y tu mala vibra no entra aquí
Me estoy cuidando del viru’ y de lo’ envidioso’

Yo sigo siendo el mismo, no me llevo con famoso’, no
Arrebata’o, viendo todo borroso
Gracia’ al sol por otro día hermoso
Que Dios proteja a los niño’ y a lo’ mayore’
A la’ enfermera’ y los doctore’
A Puerto Rico de huracane’ y temblore’
Yo tengo fe de que vendrán día’ mejore’, ey
Y que saldrán nuevo’ colore’
La vida es corta y yo quiero más amores
Por ahora sigo hablando con las flores
Un phillie pa’l estrés y alcohol pa’ los dolores

[Puente]
Y hoy me levanté con gana’ de abrazar a mami
De janguear bien loco por Miami
La felicidad me canceló una cita
Pero siempre doy buena’ vibra’ por si alguien la’ necesita

[Coro]
Bendicione’ pa’ to’ el mundo, ey
Salud y vida pa’ to’ el mundo
Desde acá un abrazo pa’ to’ el mundo, eh
Hasta pa’ los que se viraron y me tiraron, yeh (Yeh, yeh)

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Two men arrested for murder of Miami girl over Adidas Yeezy shoes

The captain of her school dance team was murdered last week during a botched shoe robbery.

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Pitbull & Stereotypes – Jungle (feat. E-40 & Abraham Mateo) (Lyric Video)

[Intro: Pitbull]
Mr. Worldwide!
Abraham Mateo, E-40, Stereotypes that’s the show
I want all the ladies out there
Go ahead and uh, shake what your mama gave ya
(One, two, three, oh)
Talk to ’em like

[Chorus: Abraham Mateo]
Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
What your mama gave ya (uh huh)
Come on ohh, sexy thang
Don’t be scared to act like an animal
It’s in your nature (uh huh)
C’mon

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
You know I eat it from the roota to the toota
Let me do ya, let me school ya
He may be smooth but I’m smootha
I’m slick Pit ruler, let a slip d*ck through ya
Hit the Virgin Mary from the back
And had her screaming ha "Hallelujah"
The devil’s hot but I’m hotter
Yeah these boys rap, but they say, a whole lotta nada
Me I’m building schools, from Miami to Nevada
Now baby bend over and show me that got it
Off in the Exumas, actin’ a fool
Where the water so clear, b**ch look like a pool
Whoody who, whoody what, who’s f**king you
That would be me, P-I-T

[Refrain: E-40]
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Yeah, it’s a jungle out here (watch out)
Yeah, it’s a jungle out here (watch out)
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Yeah it’s a jungle out here and we’re bout to get it started
Like one, two, three!

[Chorus: Abraham Mateo]
Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
What your mama gave ya (uh huh)
Come on ohh, sexy thang
Don’t be scared to act like an animal
It’s in your nature (uh huh)
C’mon

[Post-Chorus: E-40]
Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave
And if you wanna go home, then come with me
Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave
And if you wanna go home, then come with me

[Verse 2: E-40]
Pushin’ a mainly line, travel the planet solid as granite
Tax a b**ch like a W-9
Move manage, get my mathematics right
Havin’ money, wearin’ a hoodie when it’s sunny
Huddled up in a circle, smoking a mummy
In a luxury scraper or something foreign
Ya b**ch chose me, she said you’re boring
I put a b**ch on restriction, make her sit on the porch
Won’t let her in ’till tomorrow, until the next morning, Mayne
It’s true that I’m chasing time can’t be wastin’ or delaying
My pockets anticipating lump sums
Patiently waiting for my high to come down
And get back to earth
So I can start all over like I rehearsed
Pistol-packing power clatter higher than a cell tower
In her outer space to wasted she owe me, we hella faded
Underrated honey thicker than K. Michelle hella tail
Bokey poking out, hella swell

[Refrain: E-40]
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Yeah, it’s a jungle out here (watch out)
Yeah, it’s a jungle out here (watch out)
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Now if you came with ya man, leave ’em over there
Yeah it’s a jungle out here and we’re bout to get it started
Like one, two, three!

[Chorus: Abraham Mateo]
Ooh, girl I want you to shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
What your mama gave ya (uh huh)
Come on ohh, sexy thang
Don’t be scared to act like an animal
It’s in your nature (uh huh)
C’mon

[Post-Chorus: E-40]
Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave
And if you wanna go home, then come with me
Now we can keep it in the club, or we can leave
And if you wanna go home, then come with me

[Outro: Pitbull]
I see them boys hatin’ ’cause they all wanna be me
Naw homie you don’t know me, but your girl does (ask her)
I see them boys hatin’ ’cause they all wanna be me
Naw homie you don’t know me, but your girl does (ask her)

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2 Chainz – 4 Am (feat. Travis Scott) (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
M-M-M-Murda
Yeah, yeah
Damn right, bro

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
4 AM, I’m just gettin’ started
For my birthday I threw me a surprise party
Reminiscin’ ’bout the trap, playin’ the first Carter
My life changed when I had my first daughter
Got my first quarter flippin’ fifty-dollar slabs
Your nigga’s lookin’ at the bills, askin’ you for half
Cut from a different cloth, take pride in results
Anytime she wanna dip I’m providin’ the sauce
You on side of the boss, so you kind of the boss
You keep playin’ with me, I end up signing your boss
Drop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a nigga
Yeah you ZZ on a nigga, king like BB on you niggas
Rock with Champagne P
If it wasn’t for the struggle then I wouldn’t be me
Call me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke
Got my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn!

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I dropped ColleGrove out the sky, ooh
In a group with the best rapper that’s alive, ooh
Never turn my back on my slime, ooh
I ain’t wanna fuck the bitch but she was fine, ooh
Hold up baby, let me take my time, ooh
Hard to get some head and try to drive, ooh
Jumpin’ out the cake and that’s surprisin’, ooh
Pickin’ up the duffel bag like exercisin’, ooh
Bought mama new house ’cause she deserve it, ooh
Practice makes perfect but nobody’s perfect, ooh
Escobar is not open for service, ooh
Send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery, ooh

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bulet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz & Travis Scott]
Ooh, Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck
Ooh, On a killin’ rapper spree and nigga, you next
Ooh, they talkin’, chillin’, watchin’ Netflix (straight up)
Ooh, I used to trap and watch bootlegs
Ooh, I’m on my wave like a durag
Ooh, I see your boo, now where your crew at?
Ooh, talkin’ tequila for the pipe-up
Ooh, I hope you got a clean vagina, yeah
Drench god, drench god, really
Representin’, we the squad, really (oh, yeah)
Tec got the Rollie, now I get it
I used to sell drugs for a living
Got me a job sellin’ records
Had to use my jeweler for a reference
Might buy a charm with the extras
Might use her legs for a necklace

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Outro]
Don’t stop trappin’, boy
Got ’bout twelve racks this mornin’
Got ’bout twelve racks
Started last night, still goin’
Twelve racks strong
Got the pitbull in the corner, she pregnant
Got the crackhead in the corner, she pregnant
Everybody in here pregnant, ‘cept my partner and them
But we gettin’ this money though, I’m tellin’ you that

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FUTURE – Drip On Me lyrics

[Intro: Future]
You know I just bought another shovel
This sh*t we buried a lot of bags, you dig?
Wheezy beats

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter (whatcha doin’)
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 1: Future]
I keep a house out in [Denver?] [Ember?] (yeah)
I got them racks in my denim (yeah)
I let my dog out the kennel (swear)
Patek or Phillippe on my drip (drink)
Yeah, yeah, and she don’t want me to sip (pour up, pour up)
It’s too much jealousy, niggas can’t ever be real (can’t)
I caught a felony, nigga, wasn’t none of you here (hold on)
I work every day at this sh-, like it can all disappear (swear)
I pray every day by this sh-, when I go jump on a Leer (Super)
God protect me from all of the bogus of niggas, rogue us
Yeah, water me down like Pacific, my watch and my chain, my rings
Yeah, all the drip on me, I had to go change my name (yeah)
I came from Lil Mexico, this sh*t ain’t gon’ ever be the same (Freebandz)
I f*ck her on the every day, but she ain’t gon’ ever get claimed

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m whippin’ the Rover out (skrrt)
I got a plastic FN, a lil’ under 4 pounds (woah, woah)
I send a jet to Miami to pick up his old pounds (O’s, get it)
My bro got the shout it the long way
Repeat while you rollin’ ’round (gotta repeat)
I’m doin’ the same thing (you dig)
Lickin’ molly like ramen (R.I.P.)
Getting head on the private plane
Cost me 23 thou’ like LeBron James (LeBron James)
Might put me some gators on
And get in the ‘Lac and just blow the brains (blow the brains)
I f*ck on her face
I came fast like when Sonic came, oh, oh
Get on my level, dawg
I just want some rest, I’m just tryna ball
I spend a couple milli’, on my nigga behind the wall (the chain gang)
I teach him the Feds are comin’ (the band gang)
Don’t say nothin’ at all (don’t say nothin’ at all)
I got some chips on me (you dig?)
It’s on my hip on me

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

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FUTURE – All Da Smoke lyrics

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
You it, I’m it, everybody it
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want, I want smoke
We want all the smoke
Yeah he just-he just breaking up the ice
We leaning, facts
Yeah
Slatt

[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Stackin’ it tall (Thugger)
Every nigga out my city became a boss (became)
Know she rollin’, holy moly, no days off (woo, woo)
Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (let’s go)
Green and white like Celtics, don’t play with me, play with a fork (play with a woo)
I’m superior, I’m imperial, I ain’t feelin’ ya (ooh)
I been eatin’ me some heroin, oh about a brick (yeah yeah)
I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (yeah)
Blowed your college fund on my bitch (where, woo)
Out the slums, taking a chance, toting tommy guns (brrt)
Left out of school, start selling rocks, bought me a drop (skrt)
Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (on god)
Homicide gang, they gon’ put you on Fox (homicide, homicide)
Putang ran up a whole M sittin’ in the box (facts)
My dog rock a Rollie in the feds nigga, and still move blocks (racks)
We had the bando goin’ crazy in the SWATs (in the what?)
Ten-four, they runnin’ up on all the opps

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (huh)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
This money turning me on, ayy
This money turning me on (on, turn me on)
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hundreds got a nigga gone
Woo, far gone, I’m so gone on it
Three hundred racks on a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Lift it up, cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor, yeah
Having a private party, you know how that go
Music all in my ears (yeah), instruments in my ears
I’m in the backyard feeding deers, I’m in a penthouse poppin’ seals
I got pom-poms in my rear, Chanel CoCo in my kill
I missed a couple shows for my deal
If I could take it back I will
And don’t you take that to the hat
You know I got you in my will
Told big dog bring them bricks in, got a hundred more in the crib
Make the dope do the windmill
Nigga swing through Actavis
In a corner too, I’m killed
And I was in Miami countin’ a mil, ayy
I told my bitch, no more ass shots
She stopped all the way like a stop sign when it’s traffic time
My diamonds go around like Budweiser
Count a half a mil with my bitch, now her feelings sloppy
Came up out the projects, ain’t have sh*t (on god)
I wiped a nigga’s nose for a ticket (slime)
Hit it from the back (kill it)
Make her say slime, say Slatt (get it, get it)
How you dig that?
Whip up the fishscale, K and got racks, ayy

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke

[Outro: Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke