Migos Says “Culture 2” Will Be The Biggest Rap Album Of 2018

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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Migos is a week away from dropping their new album Culture 2.

The Atlanta rap trio sat down with Ebro on Beats 1 Radio on Thursday where they opened up about the upcoming album, due on January 26th. In the interview, Migos discussed Cardi B and Nicki Minaj on “MotorSport” and their beef with Joe Budden. Among the best takeaways from the interview was when Migos categorically states that Culture 2 will be the biggest album this year. Whether or not they can prove that only time will tell.

Ebro asked the trio about getting Nicki Minaj and Cardi B on the same song “MotorSport” and why they failed to get them in the same scene in the music video. “We tried to create that moment,” Quavo said. If they had made that happened to it would’ve been a great moment for hip hop to have two of the leading female rappers currently in the same scene. Nevertheless, getting them on the same song is an amazing accomplishment. Migos is nominated for two Grammy’s in the Best Rap Album and Best Rap Performance for “Bad and Boujee.”

Speaking on Joe Budden, the group jokes about putting the rapper turn podcaster back on the map and even making him land a new job with Diddy’s Revolt TV network. “We want to see him win but he don’t want to see us win,” Takeoff said. There was also another moment when Quavo said Takeoff is the best rapper in the Migos group. “When we were all out, going crazy running around, my boy Take was rapping,” Quavo said and Offset agreed. “He the first one to get a gold record.”

Culture 2 release date is set for next week Friday, January 26th. The tracklist for the highly anticipated album is not yet available, hence the guest list is still a secret.

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Kodak Black Arrested In Florida On Seven Felony Charges

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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Kodak Black is currently behind bars and is facing at least seven felony charges.

The Pompano Beach rapper, real name Dieuson Octave, was picked up in Florida on Thursday at his home. According to TMZ, Kodak Black was arrested while he was on Instagram Live talking to his fans. Cops not only seized his phone, but laid out several charges against him including, Neglect child without great bodily harm, two charges of possession of weapon or ammo by a felon, grand theft of firearm, possession of marijuana over 20 grams, and two probation violation charges.

Kodak Black is starting the new year almost identical to how he started last year, behind bars. The “Tunnel Vision” rapper has had a number of run-ins with the legal system and in fact he is currently serving a one-year sentence on house arrest and is currently on probation for a separate case involving sexual assault. If these charges stick against him, he could be sent to prison for years for the gun charges alone.

Kodak was awaiting trial for his sexual assault charge at the time of his arrest and there is no doubt that the prosecutor will use that against him. In the video below, you can hear the cops in the background questioning the Project Baby rapper while telling him that they will take his phone because its part of the evidence. This could mean that cops have been watching Kodak Black’s antics on social media for months before moving in.

Kodak Black was indicted in October last year for one count of sexual battery. His trial date was not yet set, but he was on probation and house arrest at the time of his arrest at his Florida home. He required permission from the court and his probation officer to travel even for concerts.

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Dreezy – 2nd To None (feat. 2 Chainz)

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dreezy]
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m next to a nun, she naked
No disrespect to her, my check long as her confession
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none

[Verse 1: Dreezy]
I ain’t tripping off no nigga bitch, nah, not at all
I post a pic and make him sick, got bitches logging off
I’m taking blunts straight to the face, shit got me nodding off
Say I’m a headache, but he just gon’ take a Tylenol
I posting bout’ no bitch, nah, we gon’ bring right on your street
Fencing dms and them tweets like when you coming back with that heat?
This shit got em’ shook, I ain’t even that close to reaching my peak
That’s somebody you trying to keep?
Don’t let that nigga come around me
Back on my trouble shit, yeah
Ready to rumble shit yeah
Packing a vault
I got a sauce, he want to double dip, yeah
I’m finna level up on these bitches like fuck all that humble shit, yeah
I want the money, fame, and the whips, and whatever come with it, yeah
Showtime bring the whole game through the back do’
Full riders say good weed and enough food for a fat hoe
No flex, pussy so good, he wanna dive in it, then backstroke
Yeah, I been rich, this act broke like I peep shit then I act slow
But, I’m not nigga

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dreezy]
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m next to a nun, she naked
No disrespect to her, my check long as her confession
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I’m shit cause I ain’t never had no pot to piss in
Dick crooked like a muthafuckin politician
I like to wear my shirts with the fucking chains open
I drunk so much pussy last night I got a hangover
It ain’t no sleep until I impregnate my vault
Swagging like I could play back-court for the Hawks
I don’t even think weed strong unless that I cough
In my mama’s house so big she went downstairs and got lost
Secret society, all we got is us
I know I’m blessed cause I don’t believe in luck
Looked in the mirror like, "You the only one that I trust"
And she ain’t even that cute, so I only look at her butt
King Tut with a robe on, Slick Rick with the gold on
Too Short with the hoes on, old school had vogues on em’
Told shorty better hold on, then clicked over said hold on
Then, I hung up on both of em’, then put my clothes on
I’m gone

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dreezy]
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m next to a nun, she naked
No disrespect to her, my check long as her confession
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none

[Verse 3: Dreezy]
Stepping on these bitches’ necks like I’m a chiropractor
Everywhere I go, they call it Jay, say I’m a fire hazard
I ain’t talking about no snitches when I say I’m with the teller
I got all different kinds of minks, but I need that spot like I’m Krewella
Just a south bitch for a quick trip
Big dreams to a little bitch
Pulled up in that four thing, but I ride a nigga like a stick shift
Got some little titties, some big lips
Don’t get it twisted, might get yo’ shit split
My drive ain’t with the shit, so I’m getting high as hell when it lift
Like Wilt Chamberlain, every hit I drop a banger
Just point me to that bag, everybody wanna be famous
All my niggas with me dangerous and your sexy clip hanging
My ex won’t let me go, call that nigga Cliff Hanging
Nah, I ain’t going, so fierce to takeover
Beat a bitch, no makeover
Kill a nigga song, he ain’t on it
Niggas quick to go fake on you
Now, they wondering how that rate going
Ain’t shit free, make him pay for it
Got a pretty pussy, put his face on it

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Dreezy]
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m next to a nun, she naked
No disrespect to her, my check long as her confession
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none
You nothing
I’m second to none
I’m second to none

Kylie Minogue – Dancing

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Verse 1]
No one wants to stay at home
Nobody wants to be alone
When you come knocking, I’ll be at your door
I don’t ever wanna stop
I’m gonna give it all I’ve got
And when they ask me, “who could ask for more?”

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down

[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing

[Verse 2]
This is where I wanna be with you
Your arms wrapped around me
And fireworks reflecting in your eyes
This is how I wanna feel
The wild kiss, the music reeling
Getting down, riding all the highs

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
I won’t slow down

[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out, dancing

[Bridge]
Everybody’s got a story
Let it be your blaze of glory
Burning bright, never fade away
And when the final curtain falls, we could say we did it all
The never ending of a perfect day

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t stand still
(Can’t stand still)
I won’t slow down
(Won’t slow down)

[Chorus]
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
When I go out, I wanna go out dancing
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
I wanna go out dancing

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)
I wanna go out
I wanna go out
(I wanna go out dancing)

Remy Ma – Melanin Magic (Pretty Brown) (feat. Chris Brown)

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Intro]
Pretty brown eyes
You know!

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
I got that up north glow, body lookin’ like cinnamon
I’m runnin’ shit right now, I think I pulled a ligament
Fashion killa, Alaïa assassin
Vetements villain, Balenciaga bastard
I got that melanin magic, brown skin poppin’
Always fly, I stay in a cockpit
I want it, I cop it
Opened the door, then locked it
Every time Remy touch the city, stop it

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’ma real rider, rap crown taker
Ass so soft because it’s not fake
I can show you how to move in a room full of whole bitches
He met me and now he don’t even know bitches
I see you, be on IG "I’m thick"
You sit down you need an IV
Show me your ID ’cause I don’t know you chicks
You scared of heights (no?)
Well then jump off my dick

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You know I don’t care bring that ass right here for me
Take it all off for me baby, lemme see somethin’
I know you the best for me, you a real winner
Baby girl you bad as fuck, I’m a real nigga
You know, you know that ill always be there for you
Won’t let you go, I’ll always will take care of you
Because you’re mine, pretty brown eyes

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You’re my pretty brown eyes
They all on ya and they want you
I know they need you in they life
But you my vibe tonight and I love you
Baby don’t try to act like you ain’t been textin’ me
Saying what you wanna do
Them pretty brown thighs between your legs tonight
Is what I wanna do

LIVVIA – Catch A Body (feat. Quavo)

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Intro: Quavo] Yeah, girl you look so good
And your body say you feelin’ me
And I came from the hood
So you know I brought some friends with me
[Verse 1: LIVVIA] Boy you and I get the poise and I
And I feel like I can taste ya
It’s like a mount of tiny paper cuts
Boy you chop like ?
Like what it feels like (take it)
Hey baby let the bullets fly
Ooh, boy you get the poise and I
Ooh, Gimme type of really strong
And I, I….

[Pre-Chorus: LIVVIA] The way you look is murder on my eyes
It must come like damn I think of that
You look so good it’s, you look so good it’s (yeah!)
Killing me, Killing me
[Chorus] Hold a body, catch a body
Hold a body, catch a body down
Hold a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me

[Quavo] Don’t mind catch a body
[LIVVIA] Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Verse 2: LIVVIA] When you whippin in the D’s like
Got me checkin like I’m Jaden
Ima check it till you’re danger
Take me so I’ll estrange it
Like what it feels like
Come and feel it you don’t need an alibi
Ooh, I think it’s wrapped around my neck
Watch me doin’ and keep doin’ it, nah nah

[Pre-Chorus: LIVVIA] The way you look is murder on my eyes
It must come like damn I think of that
You look so good it’s, you look so good it’s
Killing me, Killing me
[Chorus] Hold a body, catch a body
Hold a body, catch a body down
Hold a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Quavo] Don’t mind catch a body
[LIVVIA] Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
[Quavo & LIVVIA] Yeah, girl you look so good
And your body say you feelin’ me
And I came from the hood
So you know I brought some friends with me (yeah! yeah!)
Hey, drop top on the droptop (hey!)
Yeah, (hey!) fucks five on em
Hey, don’t stop on em (no!)
Catch a body catch a body we gon fly on ’em (fly!)
It’s a vibe, yeah
Come on take em on a ride, yeah (ride!)
On a plane up in the skies, yeah
I told her catch me outside, yeah
You would think I call a body in a bando
And she makin’ too much noise and the nights go, yeah
Hit it with my eyes it’s an eyes low
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me!
[Quavo & LIVVIA] Don’t mind catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me
Catch a body, catch a body
Mmm, Hold a body catch a body
Catch a body, catch a body
Cause you look so good, it’s killing me, killing me

DJ Carnage – I Shyne (feat. Lil Pump)

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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Lil Pump, aye, aye, aye, yuh, aye
Lil Pump, yuh, ESKETITTT

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Look at my neck, shyne
Gucci googles on so I got four eyes (yuh)
Smoking on gelato yeah I got it from Dubai
Bend it ol’ bih lil yacht like bow tie
Fuck four hoes in a day I can’t lie
Smashed her and sister at the same time
Told her "bust it open gotta do it on FaceTime"
Fucked her nine to five I eat booty in daytime (ouu)

Look at my wrist I’m like ouu, damn
She saw my dick on the Instagram
Close so you know who I am (yuh)
Left wrist cost a hundred bands (ouu)
Pop a bean now brand open
Right wrist so wet look like the ocean
White girl gave me top told her had to fuck it
Lil Pump slay the rap game like a poet

ESKEEEEE (wow)

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Drop top coupe when I ride around
Playin’ Lil Pump and your ass catch a hundred rounds
Can’t pull up to the weed shop you ain’t got it poppin’
Take a look I bust down like wow, ow
Come in the city I bake out now
And my neck worth like two hundred thou’
And they just mad cause’ I made my own sound
Jump off the roof and my fans go wow (ESKEEE)

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
My diamonds might make you blind (yuh)
Let em’ in five at a time (ouu)
I just be smoking on dope (yuh)
All of my diamonds on froze (ouu)
Louis down head to my toe (yuh)
I might just buy at the store

Look at my neck, shyne (ice)
Look at my wrist, shyne (yuh, ouu)
Fuck a bitch two times (yuh)
Pussy was too fire (ouu)
No I cannot lie (ouu)
Look at my neck, shyne (yuh, yuh)
Look at my wrist, shyne (brr)
I think I got too high (ouu)

Russ – Alone

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Intro]
Yeah
I been thinking
Yeah
Ooh, na na na na na na
Yeah

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Verse 1]
I’ll make it through any storm
No matter the weather, I do better when it’s cold out
Pretty views with a lot of ugly people
The arena’s the only time I ever sold out
California to clear my head
Ignoring all my texts
Y’all don’t get it anyway, anyway
Zoned out, I should put my phone down
I live on the road now
Everything’s not glorious, glorious

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Verse 2]
Laid up with this celebrity chick
Laughing at the ones that said that I would never be rich
My memories lit
But I forgive you
Rich is not on the surface, nah it’s in you
I been through boundaries, that’s how I found me
Naturally I lost every bad friend around me
I kept the real ones, but even they can’t never relate

And Bugus ’bout to blow soon, we gon’ laugh at this day I hope
And every word that I spoke, yeah I mean it
And every verse that I wove, I’m the seamstress
You know it’s different when your mom feels distant
You understood everything, but not this s–t
It’s not your fault, it’s just something you gon’ learn too
It’s your turn for me to be the one you turn to
Role reversal, no rehearsal for this
No complaints, it’s just some personal s–t

[Hook/Chorus]
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own
Lately I been feeling like I’m all alone
Hotels and airplanes is what I call home
I might need somebody, I don’t trust nobody
So I guess I’m really on my own

[Outro]
I feel all alone
Yeah

Rita Ora – Proud

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Verse 1]
Roomie, feelin’ so free
Scream it from the top of your lungs, lungs
They acceptin’, it’s blessin’
It feels so right can never be wrong, wrong, oh
[?] and now you found your freedom
Don’t break your spirit now you got that feeling
Stand up to the whole world
Feeling like you finally found home

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

[Verse 2]
Stand out in the whole crowd
Shinin’ now you found your true glow, glow, oh
No doubt, do your mama proud
Now you’re finally taking control, -trol, oh
Not afaid to celebrate who we are
And what it takes, they’ll never break you down, na, na
No doubt, baby, stand proud
Now you’re finally taking control, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Can’t be quiet, no
Can’t deny, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

[Bridge]
Boy, you’re beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], baby, focus, all good, yeah
[?] beautiful, you’re looking so good, so good
Kisses to your haters like you love them so good
In your own [?], it’s time to get ’em
Peddle to the floor, it’s time to get ’em
They never take your shine so don’t you let ’em
No, no, no, no, no, no

[Chorus]
You make me proud
I wanna tell the world about you now
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh
So let me say it loud, loud
Know I’ll swear never let them bring you down
You know it’s you that I love, you that I love, oh

Paul Wall – World Series Grillz (feat. Lil Keke & Z-Ro)

Дата: 20th Январь 2018 Автор: Hadouken в Новости
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[Intro]
Let’s go, we’re going to the World Series
We got World Series grills baby
World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills, World Series grills

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 1: Paul Wall]
Fifty-five years is a long ride
We at Minute Maid park baby goin’ live
Cup double like Correa, time to pour the Sprite
Grind hard, money long like Game 5
Dallas Keuchel on the hill, World Series grills
Wayne comin’ round the corner like Altuve on the steal
Morton got to seal the deal, Bregman how you feel?
It’s the Houston strong, Astros always trill
Springer dinger out the park, MVP
Verlander strike ’em out, one two three
Lance McCullers curve, haters can’t see me
Slab squatin’ like McCann, it’s the Astros baby

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills (grills)
World Series grills (grills), World Series grills (yeah)
World Series grills (yeah), World Series grills
World Series grills (let’s go), World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 2: Lil Keke]
The strobes hit the field, I swear we shining
George Springer just caught fire, it’s perfect timing
If you’re Houston Texas born it was a dream
Now it’s World Series grills for the team
From Hurricane Harvey to a party
Altuve on the play, go kill ’em shawty
Blow the roof off Minute Maid, make some noise
And we keeping everybody, pay them boys
Hitting homers, stealing bases, going live
Yeah, been tryna get it since the Colt-45
Them throws here to stay, keep grinding
At the parade coming down with a mouth full of diamonds

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)

[Verse 3: Z-Ro]
H-Town throw it up like I been drinking Henny
Go ‘Stros, got my whole city dranking with me
We celebrating, we gon’ drank until we break a kidney
I love my city, when I die I want to take it with me
[?] when I’m feeling like a real boss
DC Minute, look I could never take my grill off
We goin’ hard on them boys, them boys real soft
Time to turn all the way deaf, it’s time to turn your chill off
Bet I’ma knock it out the park like Altuve
Cut your camera phone on, we making a movie
We poppin’ bottles, throwing money like some strippers with us
All you gotta be is not hater, you can kick it with us

[Chorus: Paul Wall]
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills
World Series grills, World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)
World Series grills (bling bling)
We finally got our World Series grills (bling bling)