Tag: Al Sharpton


Kodak Black – Laudy Lyrics


[Intro]
That’s my baby she from Laudy
That’s my baby she from Holly
That’s my baby she from Laudy

[Verse]
That’s my baby she from Laudy
I’m gone pick up I’m gone pull up when she call me
I’m gone pick up I’m gone pull up in a Audi
I got ice cubes where my heart be
I be freezing I be drowning
I was cheating and she saw me
Assault rifle in the laundry
I tried to hide it but she found it
All you wanna do is doubt
All you ever do is doubt me
You just with me for my clout
I ain’t stupid young and naughty
All this dripping like a fountain
Dead presidents look like a mountain
Drip drip, I’m drippin like I’m [?]
I’m dripping like I’m [?]
I be smoking on a plane, gaggin
Kodak I’ma hop out on a band wagon
Aye I be geeking like I’m [?]
I be preaching like I’m Al Sharpton
I’m so litty like a [?]
I’m so lit they call me Remy Martin
I’m so lit I crashed and dipped hard
I’m so lit I broke her damn heart
I’m so lit I don’t know when the jam start
I’m so lit I don’t feel my damn heart
My lil lady she from [?]
My lil lady out the Nolia
She be right here like she posed to
She my favorite cause we Nolia
That’s my baby that’s my soldier
Restaurant we eating like we starving
At the fountain blue we drink like we flounder
I’m from the No but my lil hoe from Laudy
She be like rest in peace to Martin
My lil lady she from [?]
She be like get that money bae fuck what they all say
My dick be stuck on hard I’m fuckin with her all day
I’m eating calamari fuck the rari this a Audi R8
I promise I ain’t fuck her she just suck my dick that’s all bae
I’m sorry I ain’t fuck her she just suck my dick that’s all
We got the same birthday that’s my twin like that’s my dawg
Bending corners through reveers shawty from the raw
And I hit her raw cause she clean like she be mopping
And I hit her raw cause she clean like she do laundry
My lil baby raw she be dripping at my closet
My lil baby raw she be dripping like she faucet
That lil pussy wet that pussy wet just like she [?]
A-E-I-O-U she make me wanna say my vowels
And in my mind its all for you its gone be you cause I be vowing
They kicked me out of school but I ain’t no fool cause I got honors
Ain’t go to college but I ain’t no fool just cause I’m from the projects
I’m bending corners with that tool I keep that what you call it
Bending corners with that wooly keep that what you call
Leave the scenery she break her neck she see me, drop her draws
She say “Kodak you my favorite, how it feel to be a star?”
All this shit just a façade, its Hollywood, shit ain’t real
Say bae this Hollywood this shit ain’t real
I’m really in the streets these niggas industry they ain’t real
These niggas Hollywood, they Beverly Hills
These niggas sucking meat for a deal
I’m dying on my feet fore I take a kneel
But my lil lady she from Laudy


Jay-Z – Family Feud (feat. Beyonce)


[Intro: JAY-Z]
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on
(Ha-ya) My nigga got on all white, no socks
(Ha-ya, ha-ya)
My nigga got that cocaina on today
That’s how he feel, turn my vocal up (Ha-ya)
That’s how you feel, Emory? (Ha-ya)
Turn my vocal up some more
Turn my vocal up, Guru! (Ha-ya)
Turn the music up too (Ha-ya-ya-ya)

[Verse 1: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]
Super Bowl goals
My wife in the crib feedin’ the kids liquid gold
We in a whole different mode
Kid that used to pitch bricks can’t be pigeonholed
I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed
Uh, we gon’ reach a billi’ first
I told my wife the spiritual shit really work
Alhamdulillah, I run through ’em all
Hovi’s home, all these phonies come to a halt
All this old talk left me confused
You’d rather be old rich me or new you?
And old niggas, y’all stop actin’ brand new
Like 2Pac ain’t have a nose ring too, huh
Nobody wins when the family feuds
But my stash can’t fit into Steve Harvey’s suit
I’m clear why I’m here, how about you?
Ain’t no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I’m cute
(Mmmmm) Pretty much
If anybody gettin’ handsome checks, it should be us
Fuck rap, crack cocaine
Nah, we did that, Black-owned things
Hundred percent, Black-owned champagne
And we merrily merrily eatin’ off these streams
Y’all still drinkin’ Perrier-Jouët, hah
But we ain’t get through to you yet, uh
What’s better than one billionaire? Two (two)
‘Specially if they’re from the same hue as you
Y’all stop me when I stop tellin’ the truth

[Interlude: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]
Hahahaha (Ha-ya)
I would say I’m the realest nigga rappin’ (Ha-ya)
But that ain’t even a statement (Ha-ya)
That’s like sayin’ I’m the tallest midget (Ha-ya)
Wait, that ain’t politically correct , forget it (Ha-ya)
Can I get "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen (Ha-ya)
Can I get a "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen (Ha-ya)
Ha-ya-ya-ya

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Yeah, I’ll fuck up a good thing if you let me
Let me alone, Becky
A man that don’t take care his family can’t be rich
I’ll watch Godfather, I miss that whole shit
My consciousness was Michael’s common sense
I missed the karma that came as a consequence
Niggas bustin’ off through the curtains ’cause she hurtin’
Kay losin’ the babies ’cause their future’s uncertain
Nobody wins when the family feuds
We all screwed ’cause we never had the tools
I’m tryna fix you
I’m tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official
Y’all think small, I think Biggie
Y’all whole pass is in danger, ten Mississippi
Al Sharpton in the mirror takin’ selfies
How is him or Pill Cosby s’posed to help me?
Old niggas never accepted me
New niggas is the reason I stopped drinkin’ Dos Equis
We all lose when the family feuds
What’s better than one billionaire? Two

[Interlude: JAY-Z]
Hahahah
I’ll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC
Y’all need to stop

[Outro: Beyoncé]
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
(Ha-ya) Ha-ya, ha-ya, ha-ya
Ha-ya-ya-ya
Ha-ya, ha-ya
Love me like, love
Yeah yeah yeah
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