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Main Chick (Feat. Chris Brown & Tyga) – Kid Ink

Lirik lagu: Main Chick (Feat. Chris Brown & Tyga)

[Intro: Chris Brown]
I told her “fuck that nigga”

(Mustard on the beat ho)

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I don’t know your name, but you’ve heard my name
I know why you came…
Tryna get that name, but you’ve heard my name
Girl I know you wanna be my main chick, my main chick
I said fuck whoever you came with, who you came with
I told her “Fuck that nigga”
(I don’t know ya)

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
We sitting in the back of the club
Table got a rope in the front (I don’t know ya)
Uhh you looking real familiar, I could just be a lil’ drunk
I don’t know your name, it’s a goddamn shame
I don’t know how to explain it for ya
But, girl, I’m just saying
If you got a man back home, I don’t know him
What, just keep it on the hush
Pocket full of trees, don’t beat around the bush
Walk on green, I can even hear the putt
K.O shawty when I hit her with a punchline
Get a couple shots when it’s crunch time
Ducking from my ex like a one time
Throw a sign when you really tryn’ go
Got the car parked right at the door

[Hook]

[Tyga]
AHHH
A-all on my line with the same text
Fresh off the P.Jet trynna get your pussy wet
You super ready, shawty I know that
If homie got a problem, we address him, tell him hold that
Toat that
All my niggas flame up the yoda
We could leave in the roaster
Doing shit you ain’t suppose ta
Rozzay, rolex, sex in your new Lex
Got a lot of condos I could put you in one
Ahhh
T-raw I’m something like your papi now, she getting use to me
She happy now, watching bridesmaids, think she got it made now
Ass up, face down, puff, pass the weed around
Young hitter, she just wanna doggy style
Pumping snoop album now, balling on the balcony
What’s your name.. Natalie
I ain’t even asking ya, I just know you bad as fuck
BUT I DON’T

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[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Nah, and you don’t know my name, no
Just in case you’ the feds, I don’t know ya
Uh I might’a poured you a drink
But don’t let it go to your head
I know why you …. came
Tryna be my main chick (yeah)
Passenger side when I lane switch
Top back, two seats only
Ain’t no room for your friends, I don’t know them
We just seizing the moment
Up all night, throw a deuce to the morning (wait)
Fly mo’fucka, everything is imported (wait)
Don’t try to act too important
I know your game
You got a gang of niggas, all over you
But you all over here, on me (on me)
Girl, I ain’t tryna dog ya (nope)
Bad bitch only thing I’ll call you

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Baby, why you playin’? You heard my name
I know why you came
She gon’ gimme that brain so we can do our thang
Let’s do that thang
What you thinking ’bout me taking you down, yeah
I can be your man when he’s not around, yeah

[Hook]

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Bunny Ranch – Kid Ink

[Intro]
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Verse 1]
Been tryna get so high, feel like I’m in freefall
5’10”, feelin’ 8 feet tall
Coldplay, bands in my G star
And yours ain’t the same ones that these are
Sunset, she just wanna see the stars
Bunny ranch, ran through and seen ’em all
Rosé, take one to the brain
Cobain, rollin’ up romaine

[Hook]
Mix jeans, pocket full of mixed greens
Big team, yeah them bitches cheerlead
Came through in the clutch, hit the last shot
And you was on the sideline like a mascot

[Verse 2]
West side
Twist it up, knew I wasn’t rich enough
Back then when I was gettin’ kitchen cuts
But right now it’s Dita frames when you picture us
See unique, Rolex, they same clothes, same hoes
Everywhere that I go, I think I seen ’em all
Bunny ranch, ran through and seen ’em all
Key the car, sound just like a dinosaur
Martin Luther, I got everything that you was fightin’ for
Underrated but I’m overpaid, puttin’ in overtime
This shit ain’t happen overnight, my nigga Nijah know the grind
All my chains is shoulder length and all these bitches show me love
And most these niggas broke as shit, I got broke-nigga-phobia

[Hook]
Go green, nigga, ain’t shit that we stoppin’ to
I’m tryna ball like I’m fresh up out the locker room
I came through in the clutch, hit the last shot
And you was on the sideline like a mascot

[Verse 3]
I got a bitch in the back who only listen to me
She only post up selfies, she don’t post up memes
Might twist me a Swisher, but don’t like Backwoods
I light it up, it got me feelin’ like a lamp in the plug
Just put the ash in the cup, you couldn’t ask me enough
To get my act together, I’m just still as real as I was
I might not pick up my phone and let that hotline bling on you
Catchin’ feelings like Prime Time, Neon Deion
Speed on the track, and this year’s never the pre on
Feet on the dash but never on the table I eat on
We on a career high, man it’s lookin’ Korean
Hundreds in the building, Summer in the Winter

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Break It Down – Kid Ink

[Verse 1]
She knows how to break it down.
I can give her that. (Give her that)
Give it to her, laying on her back. Yeap.
Pound that pussy like a dap. Hope you ready for attack.
Turn it up, climax.
Call me Santa Clause, sitting on my lap. (On my lap)
Now bring it back and take them panties off.
Let me see that ass.
Turn me on all night baby I can duralast Uh.
Put it on the dresser by the lamp. (By the lamp)
Biting on her neck like a vamp. (Like a vamp)
Got her wet, way past damp doing thangs she ain’t doing with her man.

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
She know how to break it down. (She know how to break it down, down, down)
Girl I can break you down. (Girl I can break you down, down, down)

[Verse 2]
I can give her that.
Give to her. Laying on her chest.
Sweat marinating on her breast.
Go to work, lay her on the desk.
And take them panties off.
No. Girl you can leave them panties on. Uh.
And I can pull it to the side, once I get inside.
Say she ain’t a freak I guarantee you that she lyin’.
Baby girl let it go. (Yeah)
Go n’ let it show. (Uh)
I thought I should let you know. (Yeah)
Your pussy is incredible. (Yeah)

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
She know how to break it down. (She know how to break it down, down, down)
Girl I can break you down. (Girl I can break you down, down, down)

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[Verse 3]
Yup. Down for the count.
Hook that pussy then I knock that ass out. (Yeap)
I said she’s down for the count shoulda seen when I put it in my mouth.

[Chorus]
She know how to break it down.
Put it all on me.
I can break her down.. to a piece. (Oh yeah)
(She know how to break it down, down, down.) [2X]
(Girl I can break you down, down, down.) [2X]

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Body Language (Feat. Usher & Tinashe) – Kid Ink

Lirik lagu: Body Language (Feat. Usher & Tinashe)

[Hook: Usher & Tinashe]
It’s not that a lot that you’ve been saying, whoa
But I can tell from your body language, ok
Let’s talk about it (’bout it)
Is you ’bout it?
Let’s talk about it
We’ll talk about it

But you ain’t gotta say too much
Ain’t gotta say too much
I can read your body language
You ain’t gotta say too much
I can read your body language

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Said you ain’t gotta say too much
Hate when you say that I play too much
When I get too close I’mma touch that subject
I can read yo’ body nuff
Quit all that yappin’
Need less talk and a little more action
Now girl keep it G, know you speak a lil freak
I can hear it in yo’ accent
So tell me, can you understand my language?
If you tryna ride, just stay in my lane
There’s no other way to explain it
In layman, fuck who you came with, who you came with

[Hook: Usher & Tinashe]

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It ain’t hard to tell
If you don’t wanna take it too far, then well
You better stop flirtin’ and stop twerkin’
So perfect, cause it’s workin’
That ass worth all the worship
You been in yo’ bag like Birkin
Never had it like this before me
You ain’t know girl better read up on it
Hell yeah, gotta re-up on me
Bein’ stuck up gon’ leave you lonely
For the night, we should leave before the light’s
On, girl, I’m too on

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[Hook: Usher & Tinashe]

[Bridge: Usher & Tinashe]
Ooh, they say don’t judge a book by its cover
We can make a scene that you be under the cover
You ain’t gotta say too much
You ain’t gotta say too much
(Girl I’m talkin’, girl I’m listenin’
Come closer, let me hit it)

[Hook: Usher & Tinashe]

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