My Moment (feat. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Jeremih) | DJ Drama

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Drama drops his next single “My Moment” featuring 2 Chainz, Meek Mill and Jeremih. 

Watch out for his next album Quality Street Music to drop in October.

Read the lyrics to follow along with the song

DJ Drama – My Moment Lyrics
Featuring: 2 Chainz, Jeremih & Meek Mill

[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment...
Is close

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin' syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don't let 'em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin' for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon' win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon' get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of livin' day to day like everything is alright
Livin like theres one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
You say you got that "off" shit? Hell nah
Next time thats mine
Long as I stay hustling im gon' shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes im shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that muscle drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, RuPaul
Real nigga in my hood, who everybody gon' root for
Cause they see my come from that bottom
Where everybody get bodied
They told me get em, I got em
Now im here nigga like yeah nigga
Just Rolls Royce and Bugattis
And M4's this year nigga
If I don't grind, I don't shine
If I don't shine, then I don't eat
Won't eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don' make no money nigga
Im gon' take yo money nigga

[Hook: Jeremih]
Repeat

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
Since life ain't promised tomorrow
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
"I won't" give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH

[Hook: Jeremih]
Repeat

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Drank In My Cup [Audio] | Kirko Bangz

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Drank In My Cup [Audio] | Kirko Bangz

The latest hit banger track from Kirko Bangz "Drank In My Cup"

Read the lyrics below

Drank In My Cup Lyrics By Kirko Bangz

[Verse 1]

I done came down, hold up
Grip the grain, roll up
And your girlfriend want a nigga like me
Cause I ain't tryin' to control her
She call me when she wants a change
Black diamond, my pinky ring
And she know you weak and we ain't the same
You hit the scene, I make the scene
I'm in her head like Maybelline
H-Town so I'm made for lean
I'm in her soul, I make her scream
I don't ride the toll, don't pay the change
I'm EZ tag like Peter Pan

She want a man, don't need a man
I'm flying down your boulevard
She cookin' dinner with your pans
Draped up, dripped out
Your bitch know what I'm taking 'bout
Pulls up, pull out
We get it poppin' in the parking lot
She like to do it with the lights on
Don't matter to me if it's dark or not
I'm G'd up, East up
Fossil pants, I'm hard as rock

[Hook]
Girl I know how much you really want somebody
Want somebody that don't really need you
Girl I know how much you really want somebody
Want somebody that ain't trying to keep
You heard what I said, that could put you to bed
That ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead
And don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that I'm comin' baby
Just hit up my phone whenever you need you some company
Got this drank in my cup, oh yeah
I got this drank in my cup
I got this drank in my cup, cup, cup

[Verse 2]
I done came down, came up
Slow pitch, change up
Same hood, same style, same drink, same cup
She call me when she wanna fuck
I never call, she knows what's up
Same page, same book, different song, same hook
Everytime her nigga trippin', she on the phone with the same crook
And everytime I pull up, she hit me with that same look
Lips bitin', hips right
She left her man for that get right
I'm in the middle, like midnight
Only if you got that sit tight
Only if you got that wine fine
Only if you got that sip type
Only if you got that mind bomb
Only if you got that zip tight

Eat that shit like wonton

 Jokin' baby, I'm pimp tight

I'm used to bein' that one and done
But girl you got that g-get right

[Hook]

 Girl I know how much you really want somebody
Want somebody that don't really need you
Girl I know how much you really want somebody
Want somebody that ain't trying to keep
You heard what I said, that could put you to bed
That ain't tryin' to love you baby, just fuck you instead
And don't tell 'em nothing baby, you know that I'm comin' baby
Just hit up my phone whenever you need you some company
Got this drank in my cup, oh yeah
I got this drank in my cup
I got this drank in my cup, cup, cup 

[Outro]
H-Town, oh yeah, I got this drank in my cup
I got this drank in my cup
I came down, hold up, hold up, I said hold up
Hold up, I done came down like hold up
Hold up, hold up, fuck, 'chea

Clique [Audio] | Kanye West, Jay-Z & Big Sean

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Kanye West – Clique Lyrics

Featuring: Big Sean & Jay-Z

 

[Intro: James Fauntleroy]

What of the dollar you murdered for

Is that the one fighting for your soul

Or your brother's the one that you're running from

But if you got money, fuck it, because I want some

 

[Hook: Big Sean]

Ain't nobody fucking with my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

As I look around, they don't do it like my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

And all these bad bitches, man, they want the

They want the, they want the, they want the

 

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say

My block behind me like I'm coming out the driveway

It's grind day, from Friday, to next Friday

I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day

Yup, She trying get me that poo-tang

I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu Tang

I'm rolling with... fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name

You know 2 Chainz? Scrrr! I'm pulling up in that Bruce Wayne

But I'm the fucking villain, man, they kneeling when I walking in the building

Freaky women I be feeling from the bank accounts I'm filling

What a feeling, ah man, they gotta be

Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see

 

[Hook: Big Sean]

Ain't nobody fucking with my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

As I look around, they don't do it like my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

And all these bad bitches, man, they want the

They want the, they want the, they want the

 

[Verse 2: Jay Z]

Yeah I'm talking Ye', yeah I'm talking Rih

Yeah I'm talking Bey, nigga I'm talking me

Yeah I'm talking bossy, I ain't talking Kelis

Your money too short, you can't be talking to me

Yeah I'm talking LeBron, we balling our family tree

G.O.O.D Music drug dealing cousin, ain't nothing fuckin' with we, me

Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250

250 to a half a man ain't nothin' nobody can do with me

Now who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe

Translation, I'm the shit, at least that what my neck say

Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade

Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since the second grade

He never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole

It's the dream team, meets the Supreme Team

And all our eyes green it only means one thing

You ain't fucking with my clique

 

[Hook: Big Sean]

Ain't nobody fucking with my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

Ain't nobody fresher than my muthafuckin

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

As I look around, they don't do it like my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

And all these bad bitches, man, they want the

They want the, they want the, they want the

 

[Verse 3: Kanye West]

Break records at Louie, ate breakfast at Gucci

My girl a superstar all from a home movie

Bow on our arrival - the unamerican idols

What niggas did in Paris, got em' hanging off the Eiffel

Yeah I'm talking business, we talking CIA

I'm talking George Tenet, I seen him the other day

He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same

Except mine tinted and his might have been rented

You know white people get money don't spend it

Or maybe they get money, buy a business

I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig'nant

I know Spike Lee gone kill me but let me finish

Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits

Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment

Of our imagination, MTV cribs

Now I'm looking at a crib right next to where TC lives

That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse

He wasn't really drunk he just had a few brews

Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage

Everything I do need a news crew's presence

Speedboat swerve, homie watch out for the waves

I'm way too black to burn from sun rays

So I just meditate at the home in Pompei

About how I could build a new Rome in one day

Everytime I'm in Vegas they screaming like he's Elvis

But I just wanna design hotels and nail it

Shit is real, got me feeling Israelian

Like Bar Refaeli, Gisele, nah that's Brazilian

Went through, deep depression when my momma passed

Suicide, what kinda talk is that

But I been talking to God for so long

And if you look at my life I guess he's talking back

Fucking with my clique

 

[Hook]