Ty Dolla $ign & Future – Darkside (feat. Kiiara)

[Intro: Kiiara]
Some days I can’t get out of my head
That’s just the dark side of me
Some nights, it’s hard for me to fall asleep
That’s just the dark side of me
If you ever ever call my name, name
You will find out that we’re both the same
When the lights go out, I need to know
Are you afraid of the dark?
I’m not afraid of the dark

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
I am not afraid, I am not afraid (‘fraid)
Take in the oppression and all the hate (hate)
Money and the power, social rank (rank)
Lot of pride now, not enough loyalty (ooh, yeah)
Had to change my life for the better things (yeah)
Had to boss up and overcome adversity (yeah)
I put my brother in position (position)
I know some didn’t see the vision (see the vision)
I’m just livin’ by tradition
And I’d die for my respect (respect)
And I’d die for my Patek (‘tek, ‘tek)
You might die for disrespect
And I’m not afraid (‘fraid)
Last time I checked, I ain’t ever been scared of nobody
I wanna know, when it get real (real)
Who gon’ be out on the front line in the field? (Field)
Who gon’ be there for the good times and the bad?
I’m already knowin’ ain’t nobody got my back

[Chorus: Kiiara & Ty Dolla $ign]
Some days I close my eyes and fade away
And I fade away
That’s just the dark side of me
Some nights all the colors turn to grey
Some nights all the colors turn to grey
Just like the dark side of me
I’m not afraid of the dark

[Verse 2: Future]
I went way beyond anyone’s expectations
Got the ‘Rarri turned on just in case we’re racin’
I was already in the third gear by the time niggas hatin’
Who gon’ be in the field for me when I make it?
Started off in the trenches, how I’ma ever go pop?
Already on the moon, already with the goons
Already on shrooms (already on shrooms)
I’m already on Easter, I’m already as a teacher
Watch for the throne, I’m like Yeezus
They tryna clone me, thinkin’ I don’t see ’em
They take subliminal shots thinkin’ we don’t hear ’em
I’m one-of-a-kind, that’s how I’m gon’ kill ’em

[Bridge: Kiiara & Ty Dolla $ign]
I’ve got a human heart
I’ve got a human heart
Are you afraid of the dark?
The dark, the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
I’ve got a human heart
I’ve got a human heart
Are you afraid of the dark? The dark
The dark, the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark

[Chorus: Kiiara & Ty Dolla $ign]
Some days I close my eyes and fade away
And I fade away
That’s just the dark side of me
Some nights all the colors turn to grey
Some nights all the colors turn to grey
Just like the dark side of me
I’m not afraid of the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
I’m not afraid of the dark
The dark, the dark, the dark
I’m not afraid of the dark

Ty Dolla $ign – Dawsin’s Breek (On The Late Late Show) (Live)

EarDrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
Brrr, hello, who’s this? I don’t know you hoes
Brrr, hello, who’s this? Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)
Hollup, I need your panties off
What is this? Who are y’all?
In whose coupe? What are you talkin’ ’bout?
My bitch just came through, she done, just shut y’all down
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my ex in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah, nah
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park

Ashanti – Say Less (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & DJ Mustard)

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Pull up to the party (party)
Jewels all on my body (my body)
Your chick on my body (body)
They can’t tell me nothing, no
Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
Ay, we gonna order more bottles
And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Like get in my face, say less (say less)
If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
If he ain’t from the clique, say less
Bitch, say less

[Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Got my woes with me (with me)
Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)
This is your body
Ain’t no way I could hide it
I wanna be your top supplier
Cause I’ll provide this all to you

[Verse 1: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
To you, to you, to you, to you
Cause I’ll provide this all
Pull up to the party, party (yeah yeah)
Jewels all on my body, my body
Your chick on my body, body
They can’t tell me nothing, no

[Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Pull up to the party (party)
Jewels all on my body (my body)
Your chick on my body (body)
They can’t tell me nothing, no
Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
Ay, we gonna order more bottles
And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Like get in my face, say less (say less)
If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
If he ain’t from the clique, say less
Bitch, say less

[Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Got my woes with me (with me)
Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)
This is your body
Ain’t no way I could hide it
I wanna be your top supplier
Cause I’ll provide this all to you

[Verse 2: Ashanti]
The only kind of love you’ll ever need, baby
I’m the one you better know when you see it, baby
Tell Ashanti got you weak in the knees, babe
And you gon’ hit the homies next weekend
Cause Imma put that good on you
Like a woman should on you
That new engine that could on you
(Make that thing go, chugga chugga, chugga, chugga, chugga)

[Bridge: Ashanti]
I will give you everything you need, babe
Everything you say
And you can have everything on me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything on me, yeah
Mustard on the beat

[Pre-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Pull up to the party (party)
Jewels all on my body (my body)
Your chick on my body (body)
They can’t tell me nothing, no
Like stop it, them bitches over there not poppin’
Ay, we gonna order more bottles
And they can’t tell me nothing, no (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Ashanti]
Like get in my face, say less (say less)
If it ain’t about the money, say less (say less)
If he ain’t from the clique, say less
Bitch, say less

[Post-Chorus: Ashanti & Ty Dolla $ign, Both]
Got my woes with me (with me)
Young nigga got the pool with me (on me)
Make it rain, got a budget on me (on me)
Blow a check, got bands on me (yeah)
Say, fuck you mean? (Oh yeah)

Ty Dolla $ign – Ex (feat. YG) (On Jimmy Kimmel Live)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
(4 Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
[?]
Yeah
[?] (so)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Bongo By The Way

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding ’round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly to a play with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

[Verse 2: YG]
(Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living? (skrt)
I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: YG]
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
But it’s kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It’s kind of hard, when you’re making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
Yeah

[Hook]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

Gucci Mane – Enormous (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
I know somethin’

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
(OG Parker)
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
(It’s Gucci!)
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I pulled up in that don with that Hublot on my arm
Head to toe in Louis Vuitton, lookin’ like I sold a ton (Louis)
Real trap nigga, baby, upper echelon
He a real rap nigga, he ain’t ever held a bomb (war)
When she in the room, baby girl, yeah, she perform (ow)
Carbon on the dresser, baby, please don’t be alarmed (woo)
Gucci Mane so charming he didn’t even wear a charm
She suck it ’til it’s numb, baby got a gold tongue (woo)
Well educated, but call me and go dumb (huh)
Lookin’ where she at, won’t believe where she came from (money)
Sippin’ on Patron, they love me like Don Juan
I told her keep it low, shawty call me Don Don (shawty)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop that pin, I’m all in your location (yeah)
Had to pull up just to motivate ya (‘vate)
Don’t be actin’ shy, I’m losin’ patience (ayy)
Oh yeah
Asses, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
Ace of Spades, Onyx
I wanna run up a tab (tab)
Champaign in my bath (bath)
Saucin’, cool ranch (brrr)
Love it when you clap it like that

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
This lady really is the truth, I’m givin’ props to you (you)
I love to fly you out the country just to shop with you (yeah)
She act like she a good girl, fuck like a prostitute (huh)
I’m actin’ like I’m good but really I’m in hot pursuit (go)
I think that I’m so fly that I don’t have to lie to you (damn)
But you so fuckin’ gorgeous I’m not tryna flutter you (hot)
My sex game so aggressive, I’m just tryna splatter you
Your booty is enormous and my dick’s enormous too (huh)
You showed out last night, I had a good performance too (wow)
I’m so healthy and prepared, I work it like your trainer do (trainer)
My paper so enormous I am not a normal dude (no)
You so bad I’m thinkin’ ’bout it but don’t dine on normal food

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s enormous (yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous (enormous, yeah)
Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah
It’s enormous (yeah, yeah)
Throw this bag on you, give this cash to you
It’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous
Aw yeah, it’s enormous

Joe Moses – On My Bumper (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 1: Joe Moses]
You see lately I’ve been feelin’, enjoyin’ my life chillin’
When you was in your feelin’, she wanna be winnin’
And you discovered too many problems, it’s too many hotties
For me to sit for too many hours, it’s no logic
Back then they didn’t want me, now they be stressed out
Valuable lesson learned to all the women who missed out
A little too grown to be in church with your breasts out
Move my new ho across the street from my ex house
Petty, got my eye on it like Fetty
The same woman dissed me, the same ones who ready
The same ones curved me, the same ones be textin’
But now I’m just flexin’, Ty I’m just flexin’ for real

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 2: Ty]
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
I’ve been drivin’ reckless
Peep the [?] in my new Rolly
Back it up, fuck it up, you the one
You know I run it up on my baby
Damn damn damn
You look better than you do on the ‘gram
Back it up on me like whoa whoa whoa
Ride the wave like roll roll roll roll roll
Got me like down down down
You know I like it when you do with no hands
Back it up on me like whoa
Then I gotta go pedal to the flo’
Because you know

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
You see lately I’ve been living, enjoyin’ my life chillin’
When you get out your feelin’, maybe I consider
My ex woman was bitter, take a shot to the liver
The same ones be laughin’ now cry me a river
The same ones was frontin’ now blowin’ my cellie
She never made the mistake to wifin’ up a headache
Shoe never made the mistake of sleeping with no jacket
And calling you out your name but sure callin’ you rachet
Intrigued but not flattered, who’s callin’, it don’t matter
Paragraphs on the ‘gram, you mad, you gotta add her
I laugh, the grass ain’t greener between her
Girl we done, it was just a little fun
So now you wanna make up rumors and hit the shade room
The same one telling you leave, she in the living room
I had to stop playing fasho’ and do me
Can’t fight for no woman who ain’t afraid to lose a me
And that’s real

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Outro: Joe Moses]
We got another one
We got another one

Chris Brown – Only 4 Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Verse Simmonds)

[Intro: Verse Simmonds]
You know what time it is
Legendary
And I brought some of my friends with me
Like they here, here go, huh

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight

[Verse 1: Verse Simmonds]
Told her, you ain’t gotta tell no lies, girl, you ain’t gotta tell no lies
I don’t wanna be the one who judge you, baby, it’s your life
I ain’t gon’ gas you up, girl but that ass on fire
And I know you got a man, but fuck that nigga nine (uh-huh)
All these niggas tryna holla
I’m ain’t tryna waste your time, tryna bother
I just wanna come through, do you got friends?
I ain’t tryna press you, do you got plans?
Room 112 at the Four Seasons
Left the key downstairs, get it on your way in
She said, "I ain’t got no panties on"
And you gon’ leave with no panties on

[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds & Ty Dolla $ign]
And that night I’m going through the same thing
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one
I switch ’em up, just like a million, hey

[Chorus: Chris Brown & (Ty Dolla $ign)]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me (me yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight (yeah)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
You smell that girl perfume on my pillow
I said, "Don’t worry ’bout it", ain’t got nothing to do with us
I knew as soon I hit it more than once
I gave you the wrong impression, still haven’t learnt my lesson
That love is good as a motherfucker, girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got you sprung and I’m up, aw yeah
Yeah, yeah, ooh

[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Verse Simmonds]
And that night I’m going through the same thing
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one (let’s switch ’em up)
I switch ’em up, just like a million, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Verse Simmonds]
Faces in my pillow case (all of these faces)
Mascara on my sheets, sheets (oh, oh, ooh)
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh (oh, girl)
Only for me, me, me, oh (just me, me, me, oh, woah, yeah, yeah)
Tonight, only for me, me, me (all me, all mine, tonight your mine, yeah, yeah, girl)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight (yeah)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You see my phone ringing when I’m asleep
You know it’s them other girls, I come around you all the time
And you can’t believe that it’s your best friend
And you say, "How could you cheat with them hoes?" Woah
I should have been, told her, I had a couple of her friends over
We started drinking, I wish I would have stayed sober
We started dancing, they started fooling
Straight to the bed, then we started fucking, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Verse Simmonds, Ty Dolla $ign]
And that night I’m going through the same thing (same thing)
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing (ooh, oh, oh)
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one (real one)
I switch ’em up, just like a million (yeah, hey, oh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case (yeah)
Mascara on my sheets (oh, oh)
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh (oh, girl)
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me (only for me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (only for me)
Tonight, tonight

[Bridge: Verse Simmonds]
Yeah, only for me
Verse, for me, Ty, for me, Breezy
Hey, only for me
This goes out to all the girls, for me, hey, yeah
She gon’ drop that ass only for me (woo)
She gon’ pop that pussy only for me (woo)
Yeah, yeah, dance, dance, dance do it only for me, do it (do it)
Dance, dance, dance do it only for me, huh (do it)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight

Ty Dolla $ign – Dawsin’s Breek (Remix) (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Brrr, hello, who’s this? I don’t know you hoes
Brrr, hello, who’s this? Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 2 – A$AP Rocky]
New belt that’s french canvas
Goyard that’s rich canvas
Showing out for the big cameras
Sonning niggas like the kids parents
Old money like the grand parents
Show respect or get bitch handled
Took her wigs like your grandmama
Smack a nigga like I’m big handed
[?] a fuck on your babymama
Bigger booty she a thick bandit
Big body do big damage
New Rari do tricks in it
[?]
[?]
If she look so good throw a kid in it
Have a baby by me for the big business

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

Ty Dolla $ign – Don’t Judge Me (feat. Future & Swae Lee)

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Don’t judge me
Ear Drummers

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things yeah
Came up from the mud to the finer things yeah
I can’t trust no one, I can’t trust nobody now
Only thing they want, only thing they want is money now

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla Sign]
Rollie flood the VVS
50 on my neck
Made a mil’ out of nothing, made it all out of nothing
Gucci like yeah, Saint Laurent like yeah
Diamonds all VVS, day ones like yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Verse 2: Future]
I’ve been on the liqs, don’t judge me (don’t judge me)
Let me have a threesome if you love me (you love me)
Don’t you look at me like you can’t trust me (you can’t trust me)
Lately, I’ve been going through some things (lately I’ve been goin’through)
I’ve been doing drugs, don’t touch me (don’t you touch me)
Right now, on the mud, don’t judge me (I’m on a yeah)
Let me have my fun with this two piece, yeah
[?]Chinese molly got me Chinese

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
I can squeeze like three in the front seat
Ferrari, just forgot about the back seats
Liquored down, hell yeah, don’t judge me (Judge me)
She said, one day your gonna love me
Hard work pays off, trust me (Pays off)
Sober as I am, don’t touch me (Touch me)
Seeming like the drugs is saying flush me
Everyday, I plan on getting lucky
Chase more cuz’ my niggas on a high speed
So, we need five tables in Hibachi
I might put it on her in a hurry
Paid in full, so I’m not guilty

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Got a whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Outro: Future]
[?]
Look how much you made
[?]
You got tricks up your sleeve
Take it to the head to fuck on your face
[?]
Neglection from the underworld got you virally
Still falling from the same game you fell for privately
You ought to be where you say you are, but roses don’t grow overnight
You took a few bites, I didn’t think you was aight
I’ll try to get over in my after-life, this life right here ain’t aight
I don’t even know how I fell for your type, this shit aight

Ty Dolla $ign – Ex (feat. YG)

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
(4 Hunnid), oh yeah, oh yeah
[?]
Yeah
[?] (so)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Bongo By The Way]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
Bongo By The Way

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Mixing Henny with the Bombay (Bomb’)
Fuck it, I done had a long day (oh)
I done linked up with my old thing
Right time, but the wrong place
Yeah
Riding ’round with it on me (oh)
Got me thinking about all my old days (old days)
I been getting money four ways (four ways)
R. Kelly to a play with the foreplay
I know (know), I be up to no good
Baby, I know (know), I’m just misunderstood

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (yeah, main)
I told her, I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

[Verse 2: YG]
(Ooh), how you living, nigga, how you living? (skrt)
I’m on jet ski’s with naked bitches
Give my last city naked bitches (yeah)
Leave your main squeeze for these naked bitches, yeah
That’s how, you know, when it’s all bad (all bad)
She call me or text, I could call back (I could call back)
But she imagine in her head I’m doing all that
I tell her I’m not, she like, YG, you a thot

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign & YG]
I know, I be up to no good (sing that shit, Ty)
Baby, I know (4 Hunnid, ah), I’m just misunderstood (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: YG]
Yeah, yeah
A hundred times, told her, I was gon’ stop
But it’s kind of hard, when every night them bottles pop
Yeah, yeah
It’s kind of hard, when you’re making your watch
Make all them nines and tens flop
Yeah

[Hook]
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home)
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home (home), tonight
I just text my main chick (main)
I told her I ain’t coming home tonight (home)

Ty Dolla $ign – Dawsin’s Breek (feat. Jeremih)

[Intro]
EarDrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Brrr, hello, who’s this? I don’t know you hoes
Brrr, hello, who’s this? Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Hollup, in New York, panties off
What is this? Who are y’all?
In whose coupe? What are you talkin’ ’bout?
My bitch just came through, she done, just shut y’all down

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park

Ty Dolla $ign – Message In A Bottle

[Chorus]
Message in a bottle
Let me get a swallow
Fillin’ up my cup
Section full of models
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
Know I’m ’bout that action
It feel like a movie

[Verse 1]
Henny in my system
In here with the pistol
Middle finger to a hater
Any nigga with him
I just came to blow a couple bands
Hoes know I’m the man
Lil’ baby on a Xan
Rollin’ up a strand
‘Bout to get high enough to make my ears pop
It’s too strong for that Ziploc
They like, "You gon’ get us kicked out"
Seen the huge stones in my wrist watch
Got ’em blowin’ at me when I pass by
Starin’ like she got a glass eye
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Go piss outside, too drunk to drive
She said, "I got Uber, do you want a ride?"
Typed in my address, it led to some sex, now I’m dressed
Poppin’ these Advils and textin’ my ex, thanks to the…

[Chorus]
Message in a bottle
Let me get a swallow
Fillin’ up my cup
Section full of models
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
Know I’m ’bout that action
It feel like a movie

[Verse 2]
And I’m too drunk to drive, yeah
Share your location, girl, I’m tryna pull up
But I’m too drunk to drive, oh
Passive when it come to cannabis
But I’m blowin’ like a curtain
My homie got some women at his crib
Know I’m finna flourish
Drankin’ water, tryna save my liver
Walked in, seen some naked strippers
Couple homies started throwin’ money
I just watch you like a babysitter, I’m lit
Stuck where I sit
Please don’t mind me, girl, that’s just how I get
Gave me a lapdance, I had plans to take down a lick
But something told me to face down my ex
Must have been a message in a bottle

Lyrica Anderson – Dolla Bills (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Uoo Yeah! Oh!Oh!
Ty Dolla $ign
Uoo Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Aey! (Uoo) Uoo Yeah! (So)

[Verse 1]
Why instead calling, I’m your Ex
I’m too busy runnin’ up a check
I ain’t tryna hear what you sayin’ now
My love speak a different language
I guess you’ll never ever understand it
Boy I promise I ain’t budging
If I didn’t make it clear
You may stoppin’ that’s it from here
Never goin’ back
Take your heart throw it in a trash
I’m gonna turn your love into some stacks
Cause cash rules everything around me

[Pre-Chorus]
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah, yeah!(Uh!)
Gettin’ to the money (Uh Yeah!)
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!

[Chorus]
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
We’ll be gettin’ money, money
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!
This on, this on, this on, this on
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!
This on yeah, this on yeah, this on yeah
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!

[Verse 2]
You text me I don’t write back
Like how you, how you like that
That I find new skeezer
I ain’t the one, or the two or the three, Yeah!
My love speak a different language
I guess you’ll never ever understand it
Boy I promise I ain’t budging
If I didn’t make it clear
You may stoppin’ that’s it from here
Never goin’ back
Take your heart throw it in a trash
I’m gonna turn your love into some stacks
Cause cash rules everything around me

[Pre-Chorus]
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah, yeah!(Uh!)
Gettin’ to the money (Uh Yeah!)
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!

[Chorus]
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
Dolla, Dolla, Bill, Yeah, yeah!
We’ll be gettin’ money, money
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!
This on, this on, this on, this on
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!
This on yeah, this on yeah, this on yeah
We’ll be gettin’ money on this Yeah! Yeah!

[Bridge]
You text me I don’t write back
Like how you, how you like that
That I find new skeezer
I ain’t the one, or the two or the three, Yeah!

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh!
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Yeah, yeah

Ella Eyre – Ego (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Ego, ego
Ego, ego
Ego, ego
Don’t let it go blow up your ego

[Verse 1]
I see you looking in the mirror
I see you thinking that you’re killer
Could you love someone else like you love yourself right now?

If I got another surface
I wonder if you’d even notice, yeah
I wonder could a girl like me get your heart on your sleeve somehow

[Pre-Chorus]
Know it’s something I should try to hide
It’s too late and I don’t wanna lie

[Chorus]
I’m thinking about you, you
I’m drinking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
You, you
I’m talking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego

[Verse 2]
I guess I thought that I’d knew better
I told myself that I would never
I’d never let a guy I met get inside of my head like this, oh
I see you acting like you’re modest, modest
But you’re too pretty, let’s be honest, honest
Hoping you were a different type to the one track minded guy

[Pre-Chorus]
Know it’s something I should try to hide
It’s too late and I don’t wanna lie

[Chorus]
I’m thinking about you, you
I’m drinking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
You, you
I’m talking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
Blow up your ego, blow up your ego
Now, now you know
Don’t let it go blow up your ego

[Bridge: TY Dolla $ign]
Oh, let go of my ego
My baby boujee and bad like the Migos
I never question a thing, she always right
She never get in my way, she always right
By my side, everyday and every night
By my bed [?], damn brace is full of ice
Grind up the vitamins and the kenzo
Rockstar sex at back of the limo
Anything for lil’ baby, you the best
I can’t witchu’, darlin’ you a mess
VV’S and the matching Rolex
You ain’t never seen an ego big like, this

[Chorus]
I’m thinking about you, you
I’m drinking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
You, you
I’m talking about you, you
I hate that I do, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
Ooh, blow up your ego
Ooh, blow up your ego
Ooh, now, now you know
Don’t let it go, blow up your ego
Ooh, blow up your ego
Ooh, blow up your ego
Ooh, now, now you know
Don’t let it go blow up your ego

Ty Dolla $ign – So Am I (feat. Skrillex & Damian Marley)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign + Damian Marley]
I don’t know if this ???? all for you
Girl, you’re looking for somebody
Somebody you can call on
Call on when you need it done right
If you’re looking for a real one, so am I
So am I
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ll make this ???? all for you
Girl, you’re looking for somebody
Somebody you can call on
Call on when you need it done right
If you’re looking for a real one, so am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
Yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Said you wasn’t comin’ over, but you happy that you came, yeah Said you wasn’t gonna drink, but you happy that you did, yeah
(Put it on her tongue, yeah)
Didn’t think you had a match, but both of us lit, yeah
And you was just about to leave, ain’t you’re glad that you stayed, yeah

[Drop: Ty Dolla $ign]
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
Yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Damian Marley]
I need you searching for the truth
But you so smart that you obvious know a lie
Baby, so am I
You sick and tired of a lover who do wrong, even though they know the right
Baby, so am I
And if you searching for somebody who is willing to stay more than overnight
Baby, so am I
And if you needing some support, instead of someone coming home to pick a fight
Baby, so am I

[Drop: Ty Dolla $ign]
So am I
(Yeah, owee)
So am I
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Said you wasn’t comin’ over, but you’re happy that you came, yeah Said you wasn’t gonna drink, but you happy that you did, yeah
Didn’t think you had a match, but both of us lit, yeah
And you was just about to leave, ain’t you’re glad that you stayed, yeah

[Drop: Ty Dolla $ign]
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
So am I
(Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah
Put it on her, put it, put it on her tongue, yeah)
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

So am I
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
So am I

[Outro: Damian Marley]

PartyNextDoor – Put It On Silent (Remix) (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
Even if your phone starts ringin’
Even if your boyfriend trippin’
I’ma keep going, going in
Even if your boyfriend ringin’

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Karma’s a bitch, yeah I know
Yeah I know
I fucked her too, baby I fucked her slow
I done break the bag so baby I can break the boards
Some things these niggas don’t gotta know
You say "Yes," I say "Woah"
Best friend was there too
She said she’d keep her mouth closed
Not worried ’bout it anymo’
Woah, woah
I’m already knocking it down like a four-by-four
I’m the one you wanna creep with
I’m the one you wanna sleep with
Cause I’m the one that make you feel it
I’m the one that’s gonna keep it up
There’s someone out there with sympathy for your nigga
Not me
Don’t trust your girl around me

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
Even if your phone starts ringin’
Even if your boyfriend trippin’
I’ma keep going, going in
Even if your boyfriend ringin’

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
You gon’ put the silence on your phone
Cause you know
Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
You gon’ put the silence on your phone
Cause you know
Yeah the boyfriend’s trippin’
Your boyfriend’s trippin’
Your boyfriend’s trippin’
Wait… I think your boyfriend ringin’

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Niggas say shit, yeah I know, yeah I know
She fuck with two things she tryna get on
Get it how you live I ain’t hatin’
Had to put it back on rotation
Shoot my shot, I’ma shoot my… shot
How you get you so fly dolla bitch on self-taught
Why you always high
Why you always this
Why you always that
When we gettin’ you and Party on the track
I’m the one she wanna be with
I’m the one she wanna sleep with
I’m the only one that make you feel it
I’m the only one that keep my word, word, word, word, word, word, word
He gon’ lie to you, not me
You said bring the weekend and have a three

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
I’ma keep going, keep going
Keep going, going
Even if your phone starts ringin’
Even if your boyfriend trippin’
I’ma keep going, going in
Even if your boyfriend ringin’

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
You gon’ put the silence on your phone
Cause you know
Woah, woah ooh, oh oh oh oh
You gon’ put the silence on your phone
Cause you know
Yeah the boyfriend’s tripping
Your boyfriend’s tripping
Your boyfriend’s tripping
Wait… I think your boyfriend ringing

Wiz Khalifa – Something New (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
One, two, three, four, one

[Verse 1]
I got too many people I got left to prove wrong
All those motherfuckers been too mean for too long
And I’m so sick of crying, yeah
Darling, what’s it for?
I could fight forever, oh, but life’s too short

[Chorus]
Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
Don’t let the assholes wear you out
Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
Don’t let the bastards take you down

[Verse 2]
Been underestimated my entire life
I know people gonna talk shit, and darling, that’s fine
But they won’t break my spirit, I won’t let ’em win
I’ll just keep on living, keep on living, oh
The way I wanna live

[Chorus]
Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
Don’t let the assholes wear you out
Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
Don’t let the bastards take you down
Don’t let the bastards get you down, oh no
Don’t let the assholes wear you out
Don’t let the mean girls take the crown
Don’t let the scumbags screw you ’round
Don’t let the bastards take you down

[Bridge]
Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey
Na na na, la da da da da da, na na hey, na na hey

[Outro]
So was that a good one?
Should we go again?

Wizkid – One For Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Sounds From The Other Side Album)

StarBoy international sound

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
Call on me, you can call on me
All I want, cause all I want is to be
You’re the one, you’re the one for me

[Verse 1: WizKid]
Oh lord
Loving your simple style, style
When you move girl I feel your style, style
When you leave me that’s a minus
Say together we’re a stronger soul
Whine whine say no man can control
If feels better than Silver and Gold
Is it forever girl? let me know
Is it forever girl? let me know
Can you be the one for me baby
Me wanna care for you love you forever
Can it be just for me baby
Sexiness, all this loving forever
Baby girl you’re a kiss from a rose
Say your love like a kiss from a rose
Girl just love me I swear I nor boast
Say when I see you I know you’re the one

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(Girl you’re the one for me)
Call on me, you can call on me
(Girl just call on me)
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Verse 2: WizKid]
In my life, I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I know that you’re for me
In my life, I know
And I know and I know and I know and I know
I know that you’re for me yeaaaa
Can you be the one for me baby
Me wanna care for you love you forever
Can it be just for me baby
Sexiness, all this loving forever
Baby girl you’re a kiss from a rose
Say your love like a kiss from a rose
Girl just love me I swear I nor boast
Say when I see you I know you’re the one

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(Girl you’re the one for me)
Call on me, you can call on me
(Girl just call on me)
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Bridge: WizKid]
Say if you love the guy say aaah
Say if you are the one say I
Say if you got the one you really want to die for
Or you got the one you can burst a shot for
Just say yeaah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & (WizKid)]
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
Call on me, you can call on me
All I want, cause all I want is to be
(All I want to be)
You’re the one, you’re the one for me
(You’re the one for me)

[Outro]
Oh lord, you’re the one, oh yeah
Baby You’re the one, alright
You’re the one, oh yeah
Baby you’re the one, say it for me gyal!
You’re the one, oh lord
You’re the one, oh yeah
You’re the one, oh lord
Baby you’re the one, yeah yah!

Wizkid – Dirty Wine (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Sounds From The Other Side Album)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ohhh
Let me see you dirty wine suh
Ohhhhhh
Go on show me how you wine suh
My shawty dirty wine suh (ahnh)
In the middle of the dance floor (ahanh)
Fuck it up when she wine suh (ahanh)
Do your dance for a real one (ahanh)

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Wizkid]
Ohhh
Girl is mine tonight
Ohhhh
You know how bad I want it
Girl in the morning
When I’m yawning
Girl is you I’m calling
She steady put it up before me
She never dull me
She give everything up for me

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

[Verse 2: Wizkid]
No wonder me call in the morning
Big man ting no dulling
You and I sex till morning
Pull out the spliff me and you straight burning
Me like the dance and your sexiness
She call on me cos she mad without me (Oh Lord)
Put me at ease when me come out the road
Hold me down don’t let me go

[Pre-Hook: Ty Dolla $ign & Wizkid]
Ohh
Girl is mine tonight
Ohhhh
You know how bad I want it
Girl in the morning
When I’m yawning
Girl is you I’m calling
She steady put it up before me
She never dull me
She give everything up for me

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

[Refrain:]
Ohhh
Let me see you dirty wine suh
Ohhhhhh
Go on show me how you wine suh

[Hook]
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – my girl dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – please gimme dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suh – my girl dirty wine suh
My girl dirty wine suuuuh – girl gimme dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – Ohh dirty wine suh
Please gimme dirty wine suh – girl gimme dirty wine suh

Ty Dolla $ign – Love U Better (feat. Lil Wayne & The-Dream)

[Intro]
…head, all night long
You wanted me to love
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pull up on your girl with my roof gone
I’ma pull up on your girl with my jewels on
Pull up on your girl with that heat on
She don’t know if it’s a Dolla or a Dream song
First I beat it from the back, she on top now
Used to wanna leave, but she not now
She used to wanna be with you, but nigga, not now
It’s kinda funny how she put herself on lockdown
And now you talkin’ that blah-blah-blah
I’m up here ballin’ like la-la-la
Gave it to her, made her scream, "Da-da-da"
And now you wanna act all rah-rah-rah rah-rah-rah

[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Girl, you should know that
I’ma fall asleep in it, popped a whole Xan
If you gettin’ cold feet, I’ll make the snow sand
I’ma rest in peace in it, pop a toe tag
Pull up on it in an Uber, that’s how I maneuver
Turn this D into a D+ and I’m her tutor
Turn a B into a D cup, hallelujah
Got her clappin’, yeah she booby-trappin’ out at Hooter’s
Treat the little lollipop like Lallapalooza
I’m the one to introduce her, kama sutra
Say she a cougar when it comes to Young Mula
12 gauge, girl, Tunechi ’bout to one-two ya

[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Oh, ooh, yeah
Oh, oh
No he can’t love you
Oh, he can’t love you, love you, love you like I do
Oh, no he can’t love you

[Chorus: The-Dream & Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can
Girl you should know that I can love you
Better than he can

Tyga – Move To L.A. (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Now, [?] be the man, wanna see you doin’ good
I don’t wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl, in my eyes, you the baddest
The reason why I love you
You don’t like me, kill my status
I see you livin’ average, I’d be offended
If they see you with me, they gon’ wanna take pictures
Bitch so bad, I hope they get your face in it
I’m just tryna Jay Leno, you know, stay up late with you
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
Get you a condo and a new Benz
Bad girl, bad girl, baddest girl
Eatin’ Whole Foods but ya got a fatty, girl
She call me lil daddy, she a daddy’s girl
I let her breathe, whoo
Then I tell her, "Get back at it, girl"

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 2: Tyga & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hey mama, won’t you come to T [?]
Keep you in Chanel ’cause the devil wear Prada
In the Maybach, then I smoke the cigara
You should move to L.A., I think I see your baby father
Here go the number to mi casa
Crib like Pablo, I got the whole enchilada
Once you pop in, it ain’t no stoppin’
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Take you on tour, I can tell you was meant for me
If they ask who your man, you should mention me
I throw a chain on you, then make you sing for me
And you like to smoke when you drink and we be frustrated, oh baby
When our signals get crossed, I hate it
‘Cause the more you treat me royal, I adore you
That’s why I don’t mind doing all these things for you
It’s only right we spend our lonely nights
In the ‘Rari down Sunset, revving them pipes
I ain’t T.I. but you get whatever you like
TY, he get you the keys tonight
Just get on your flight

[Chorus Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Tyga]
Know it’s only right
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

2 Chainz, Trey Songz, Ty Dolla $ign & The Trap Choir – It’s A Vibe (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Got a vibe, make a yellow chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here, this is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah

Vince Staples – Rain Come Down (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down (and the rain)
Rain come down
Get your man laid down
You don’t know, know, know, know, know, know
Know, know, know, know, know, know
(Rain come down)
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know
(Rain, rain, rain)
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know
Rain come down

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Ride in the drop top, so I think
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth
If so, no thang to a G
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off
I run North Side of the beach
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat
Best bet, try not to compete

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
I’m the man, ten toes in the street
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx
Where I’m from we don’t go to police
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street
And the cops don’t come for some weeks
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks
Ride in the drop top, so I think
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth
If so, no thang to a G
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off
I run North Side of the beach
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat
Best bet, try not to compete

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
(And the rain)
Rain come down
Get your main laid down

[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind
Never need a girl to love me, I just need the fire
On prison time, don’t be trippin’ on a text back
In another world, Cover Girl, but her chest flat
Toothpaste spread in the CLR
Or, I think it was for Wayne
Can’t remember springing for it, bring it on the plane
Long flights playin’ with my brain
Long nights, long summers we in Spain
Call Ca-lal-lane
She getting naked undercover’s for the fame
She don’t wanna be another what’s-her-name
Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James
Make it rain, in the club
Don’t you dream on how it feel to be in love?
What you drunk? You need a bus?
Don’t drown in the brown, just drown in the sound

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
When the sun go down
When the jay go ’round
In the middle of the night
Bet your girl goes down
Rain come down

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
Rain come down
(And the rain)
Rain come down
Get your main laid down
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Rain come down)
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Rain come down)

Mac Miller – Cinderella (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Uh, sign
Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Sign
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Okay your legs like a store they open up
And you got people in the aisle
Been here every night for weeks at a time
You in my dreams that’s why I sleep all the time
Just to hear you say I love you, just to touch you, just to leave you behind
I told you, you don’t have to worry, you’ll be fine
This the type of thing I heard it happen all the time
Yeah, I just wanna see you fly
Because your fragrance got me faded, you be keepin’ me high
Said nothin’ better than the first time
I’ll be at your service like the check-in at the curbside
You don’t have to spend another second on this Earth dry
Wet you like a fresh group second and a third time, left you up a verse mind
And when you hungry I can shut you up with stir fry
Get you some dessert wine, elevate this third eye
First prize, Nobel, get a piece
Your clothes off, turn around, let me see
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Yeah, okay I came up with a plan it was
Take you by the hand
And bring you somewhere where the sand is
Two nights, we landed
We went straight into the room
And played the music and started dancing
You was taking off your pants
It look like Dorothy ain’t in Kansas anymore
I do you like a chore
We started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor
You started getting crazy, told me fuck you like a whore
I thought you was an angel now you yellin’ to the Lord
You used to tell me all the time I ain’t your type
Now you always wanna spend the night
Now I’m doing everything you like
When I’m inside your pussy, damn it feels so right
Yeah, but I still respect the game
Every time I’m out of line you always set me straight
The sex is great, and your sex I need it every day
I yell your name, sinner, rebel
Never gonna find nobody better
All my life
I been waitin’ all night for this moment
I been waitin’ all year for this moment
I been picturing you takin’ off your clothes for me
I been literally curvin’ all these hoes for you
Daddy told you, better bring your ass home
Cinderella better get your ass home
Man I swear the parents just don’t understand
You ain’t gotta be old to be a man
Take my hand, come with me to my room
Girl I got a suite at the SLS
I already know you got expensive taste
Take my hand, follow me to my room
Tell your little friends you gon’ be alright
Girl I got a plan for the whole night
Hey now, I’m saying
My only way out is way in
I won’t stop ’til you’re mine, no way
Well all my days now, they changin’
I got angels, no more Satan
Looks like God’s on my side
This time
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name, yeah
If it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain
Ooh Cinderella don’t you run out of time
It feels like you’ve been taking all day
Wherever you came from, wherever you going
I promise I’m not far behind
So don’t you dare throw this away
I been meanin’ to tell you
You lookin’ better every day
Write you letters
It’s only right that right after love I write my name
And if it’s forever or never it’s all the same
Under the weather
Feel much better when that weather isn’t rain

Vitamin D – Ludacris feat. Ty Dolla $ign lyrics

Lyrics Ludacris – Vitamin D

Aw yeah, yeahhh
I mean there’s a lot of women out here that’s just, you know
They just deficient in so many things, man
You missing so many key nutrients in your life
I, I just want you to stay healthy in these streets
Oh, no no
Somebody gotta give you some vitamin D, you know what I mean?
Yeah, Luda.

She got them handlebars
Gotta keep a tight grip on that donkey
She be givin’ out battle scars
‘Cause she got a tight grip on that monkey
She told me, all the way, go straight to that a*s
Make a student be late for the class
She make a nigga wanna holla even though a couple dollars
So I gotta get straight to the cash
I love big cheeks in between them sheets
Jump back, I can’t help myself
Got a nigga so weak and I get no sleep
‘Cause the girls stay wetter than Michael Phelps
And she get right down to the business
She stimulate the five senses
And she like it when I grab her hair
But I might pull out them extensions
My intentions is good for her
She like that I’m rich and a lil hood for her
I beat it right and leave it good sore
Real niggas is always what I stood for
I’m all in, I don’t play with it
I fall in and I lay in it
If I call in, I might stay in it
And if it’s all a sin, then I’ll pray in it.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).(vitamin d)

She got them thunder thighs
I’m just tryna get struck by some lightnin’
Man, her booty is plus her size
And I like my cakes with some icin’
Yeah baby, ciero a milo
Que a sabora azucca
Bonnita, freaky lil chicha
Let’s try the whole Kama Sutra, get down
Drip down, let it trickle down, dig her down
Smack it up, flip it and rub it down, love her down
I’ma keep it 100 now, that girl nasty
I’m never lettin’ the opportunity pass me
But I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it’s true what they say when you’re havin’ fun, the time, it really do fly by
Take her legs, put ’em sky high
Climb to the top, I’ma skydive
Off, you feel the pump like it’s sawed off
Shot gun, hold tight, don’t fall off
Work, I’ma call off versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t be tryna leave, lil mama, that’s too much a*s to haul off
You need a U-Haul, if you leave me, woman, I’ma get blue balls
‘Cause ain’t nobody got s*x like you
That can dress like you or impress like you
You make a brother wanna woosa.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take it).

Ooh, she got that snapback
Kinda a*s if you blink, that it might hurt you
All up on the Snapchat
Try to get a screenshot and she might curse you
That there be your eyes only
Love when she grind on me
If they said I’m talkin’ s**t
You know someone was lyin’ on me
She ain’t for that he say, she say
This shakin’ the DJ replay
Is like everyday is her bday
‘Cause everyday’s her get this D day
And she got to work with a smile on
And her skin is always glowin’
And her JJ ain’t all in the streets
‘Cause she ain’t out her hoein’, Luda.

Yeah, she need her fix tonight (fix tonight)
Whoever she been with, he just ain’t hittin’ it right (hittin’ it right)
So let me have my way with both your lips tonight (lips tonight)
Girl, take this D, I don’t want you gettin’ sick tonight (sick tonight, sick tonight)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D (she said she can take it)
She said go another round for me (go another round for me)
She said she can take this D, take the D (she said she can take ittt).(vitamin d)
Ludacris lyrics
Video Ludacris

B.o.B – 4 Lit (feat. T.I. & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Hook: B.o.B]
Should be two lit, should be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, should be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Ya yo that-that-that’s the shit I like
I ain’t got no type I can’t decide
Girl like girl like girl they can’t deny
Gettin’ pussy with a side of wine
No it ain’t no telling what we might do
When she in a penthouse with a tight view
Reefer got me so, she got my eyes glued
Oh yeah that’s my girl and that’s our wife too

[Hook: B.o.B]
Lit, she be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Shit
You know we all hit it
How a nigga quit and hit it and never call bitches
Ya’ll might see my young nigga pull in now we all bitches
Pick the shuffles up and did a over-tall bitch
Hey put that phone down and mind your fucking business girl
Hey put some money up in here, so independent girl
But I’m just tryna put some diamonds in your pendant, get your titty fit
Presidential suite some private jets outside the city shit
One thing I can’t stand is a petty hoe
Can’t keep your business to yourself, don’t go to telling folks
About where you been and how much pussy you be selling for
Don’t wanna see her with a telescope, tell ’em go

[Hook: B.o.B]
Should be two lit, shit be four lit
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Yeah we all with the fuck shit
Two lit, shit be four lit
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Ay, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit it
Uh, T.I.P hit it, TC hit
Ay, I feel like we the new Dogg pound
Uh, she know Dolla gettin’ money now
Uh, I’mma pass her like Cam, yeah
I’mma pass her like Peyton
Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
I got diamonds on my rib
Put some diamonds on my main bitch
Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
Put a Rollie on my lady
Dolla need a new baby
Yeah, she know Dolla stay litty
Still ain’t heard about Dolla?
You should come to my city

[Hook: B.o.B & Ty Dolla $ign]
Should be two lit, shit be four lit (Yeah yeeaaahh)
Pick me up before six
Gutter bitch, with another bitch
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all hit, yeah
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Ooohhh)
Yeah we all with the fuck shit (Yeah yeeaahh)
Two lit, shit be four lit (Yeeah)
We ain’t trippin’ cause we all here (Ooohhh)
Yeah yeaah, Dolla $ign

Pitbull – Better On Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Pitbull]
You have to have vision to understand love is blind, talk to ’em Ty

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Verse 1]
Got a room with a mirror on the roof

And I could bet the bank and almost guarantee
That you will always look better on me
I handle my business in the boardroom and the bedroom
My name ain’t max but I always got headroom
G-g- get it, g-g- g-g- get it
Went from selling perico and reefer

I shut down Spain
And I ain’t even have to take a pill in Ibiza
I’m a beast bro
I love when you put on them sexy one piece outfits
With the hole in the middle
Now take a look in the mirror
And see you always look better on me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you over me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
I’m allergic to the fake and these negative crabs
So get from me with your negative ass
I live for the future, you live in the past
Found somebody else, I hope that it lasts
But you know that I know that we know that you’ll be thinking bout me
But you know that I know that we know that you look, that you look better on me
I ain’t here to sell ya, I’m here to tell ya, all I’ve ever done is learn from my failures
So god bless mami, cause God knows I wish you the best mami, that’s right
I love when you put on that sexy one piece outfit with the hole in the middle
Now take a look in the mirror and see you always look better on me

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s been a while and you found somebody else
They say you really doing good for yourself
But I know you out there feeling so lonely
As far as my eyes can see
Don’t need no proof or no validation
You leave no wound on you second to none
You said you over me but you looking lonely
So as far as my eyes can see, you look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
You look better on me
Aw aw aw, aw aw aw, aw aw aw
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
Better on me
Better on me
Better on me
You look better on me
Better on me
Better on me
As far as my eyes can see, you look better on me

Taylor Gang – For More (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Ty Dolla $ign, Raven Felix & Tuki Carter)

[Intro: DJ Motor Mane]
We ain’t never gon’ fall off
We always stand tall in this thing
It’s the only way we know, it’s go hard, you feel me
Ayo Cap, what up, Ty what up
Raven I see you, Tuki, holla at em man let em know how we do

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Told her baby that I’ll be back for more
If the head good you know that I’ll be back for sure
You and I we been through the most
But you never gave up on me
You stayed by my side, you my ride or die girl
I gave you the keys to the Porsche, gave you the keys to the house
Introduced you to moms, girl
You should have my babies
We should start an empire, we can cuddle by the fire
Dolla getting money now, gotta get money now

[Bridge 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
And Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Woah
Dolla never falling off
Dolla still rep the Gang
Dolla never change up
Yeah

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 2: Raven Felix]
I started young, I saw a lot
Never questioned if I wanted this bad enough or not
Coming up I never thought about the top
Now I’m getting closer to it every song I drop
Bumps in the road, still moving
I was taught to keep it pushing till you get through it
Quitting’s not an option, whats a boss to a queen
Nah, more like whats a queen to a goddess
That’s always been my mind state, got a taste
Now there ain’t no going back to the ways when we was unpaid
Unemployed, I never had no other choice
Had responsibilities that I couldn’t avoid

[Bridge 2: Raven Felix]
I, never imagined that it could happen this fast
Came in the game just turning nothing into something now we counting this cash
And I know the higher up that you get means its harder when you fall down
So we gotta stay up, stay up, we about to have it all now
Got me feeling like I

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

[Verse 3: Tuki Carter]
I wake up on that get I, I push myself to get it
I make that product pack it up and seal it
Pump that volume if you with it
Draw it up and frame it, display it seal it
Stack some bread, (?) Action Jackson got it made like special ed
Some sexting got you vexing, so mad you sent a text
She sent a screenshot back like this nigga losing his mac
Dang, intimidated by money reiterate that he funny
You silly slacker I’m Taylor’d, I milly rock in some gators
I’m ice cold, chilly pimping don’t like hoes
A-Town stomping, itty bitty thick, booty bumping, shut up and say something
Make something, instead of hating on creative ways that make haters say negative bullshit
Most because they lost they woman to real niggas
So keep ya hustle on hustle, get the M’s up don’t struggle
I’m M&M’ing these suckers, you threw back candy in clusters
We move by state to state in these busses, to make our way on these fuckers
You charge the game up while they charge the lame up
Never put yourself down on the same ground that you would walk on
You diss that bitch you get your money and you walk along
You walk along, yea

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Been through so much, feel like I been here before
And I ain’t never gave up once, I’ll always be back for more
And I done learned so much in the game
Made it so far but I’ll never change
Know they waiting for me to fall off, but I’ll be back for more

2 Chainz – It’s A Vibe (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhené Aiko)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here, this is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah

2 Chainz – It’s A Vibe (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhene Aiko)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, hahaha
Yeah, ooh
Yah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it’s a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Get high
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah

[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe
Don’t you like?
Your pussy drippin’
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
Get high
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It’s a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (tru)
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
A hell Glock, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Still got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, Italian want Versace (Versace)
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
Any volunteers?
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
This one outta here
This is our year

[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
Am I your type?
Pussy tight
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
Bust it, bust it wide
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah