Lyrics containing the term: massage+cane (2025)

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What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Theater of the Mind

2008

Others will stay content if you just making 'em laugh,Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,And try any and everything they never did with they man, me!

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Atl Under Fire

Others will stay content if you just making 'em laugh,Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,And try any and everything they never did with they man, me!

What Them Girls Like

Ludacris

Others will stay content if you just making 'em laugh,Send 'em to the spa, get a massage then bubble bath,So later on, they can dance and throw a drink in they hand,And try any and everything they never did with they man, me!

Kinko The Clown

Dr. Demento

Kinko's in his Kinko car, pockets full of changelots of dirty pictures and sticky candy canes.All the kids love Kinko for the presents that they getsilly leather clothes to wear and happy cigaretts.

Sugar Cane

Andy the Chef

Butter and marmaladeYou sweet as sugar caneMake me nervousSwear you do that shit on purpose babeLike you so perfect ayeIt ain't nothing more to sayI could wrap a bow around the worldCause you deserve it ayeUsed to be the coldestNow my emotions resurfacingYou the type to meet the folks and go to Sunday serviceAnd if I could overdose on your love I'd need an ambulanceI know you like the flow I'll keep on going 'til you dance againTattoosLet's get matching tatsSo I can always have youEverywhere I goAnd everywhere I'm atFor you I'd do the most andFor you Id do the maxI'd travel cross the globeFor you I'd blow a stackLet me walk you homeGive you Massages on your backFor you I'd die and bleedGive you anything you needBecause you something sweet asButter and marmaladeYou sweet as sugar caneMake me nervousSwear you do that shit on purpose babeLike you so perfect ayeIt ain't nothing more to sayI could wrap a bow around the worldCause you deserve it ayeNobody got love like thisFirst time you touched my lipsNow I can't get enough like thisAll them other hoes gettin dubbed so quickHow'd you get me stuck like thisYou bound to get a ringImma pick you up at sixLet's go get something to eatAnywhere you wanna goIt don't matter to me as long as I'm all over youAs long as you all over meYou think it's automaticbut I'm out of practiceGuess loving you come naturalI'm metal to your magnetCause girl you match my sceneLike you hacked my dreamsYou give me life like the plants and the treesIf loving you's a crime then give me taxes and feesFor you I'm always on my grindBaby You always on my mindBecause youButter and marmaladeYou sweet as sugar caneMake me nervousSwear you do that shit on purpose babeLike you so perfect ayeIt ain't nothing more to sayI could wrap a bow around the worldCause you deserve it aye

Go Go Club

Vybz Kartel

Ay, RvssianBuild dah song yah fi di gyal inna di go-go clubGod knowDis a fi di gyal inna di massage palor, enuhNo man neva tell yuh dis yetBaby, me love youTek off yuh ponty nuh, mhGyal, how yuh love di fuck?

Go Go Club

Vybz Kartel

Ay, RvssianBuild dah song yah fi di gyal inna di go-go clubGod knowDis a fi di gyal inna di massage palor, enuhNo man neva tell yuh dis yetBaby, me love youTek off yuh ponty nuh, mhGyal, how yuh love di fuck?

Lemonade

Camfromvirginia

Running in circles, going out of bounds Missing my curfew, whipping around town Curly hair, green eyes, skin cinnamon brown I can't remember my name Man that's a goddamn shame My favorite pink lemonadeLittle lemon, little sinning and some brown sugar cane Lemonade all on your lips (uhh)Lemonade don't let it drip (uhh)Lemonade all on your skin (uhh)Lemonade please let me in (uhh)Lemonade all on your lips (uhh)Lemonade don't let it drip (uhh)Lemonade all on your skin (uhh)Let me get a sipYeahLemon pepper the Wingstop Ghetto love Romeo & Juliet You can make 30 carats pop out a RingPopVirginia boy and Georgia girl Spelman tuition is out of this world Hour back massage take away the hurtHour deep in ya' make your mind squirt Hours later singing she in my sweatshirt Take her round the world imma do it first but but but My favorite pink lemonadeYour lips is all homemade Your hips is all homemade Little lemon, little sinning and some brown sugar cane (say less)UhhhLemonade all on your lips (uhh)Lemonade don't let it drip (uhh)Lemonade all on your skin (uhh)Lemonade please let me in (uhh)Lemonade all on your lips (uhh)Lemonade don't let it drip (uhh)Lemonade all on your skin (uhh)Let me get a sip

sweet

Yung Mayonnaise

Fire, fireThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herShe a teacher, I'm gon' fuck a teacherThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahShe sweet like candy cane, she said her man lame, so I take his placeMy hand on her leg while I'm switchin' lanes, you know how I playShe on her knees like pray like everyday, yeah it's everydayShe ask how much I got in my pocket, like a 100k100 bands, grab that ass with both handsWe flyin' to Japan, suck my dick 'fore we landI'm gon' kick up that sand, just 'cause you are a fanShe want a brand new skirt, thank God I had a grandThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herShe a teacher, I'm gon' fuck a teacherThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahYeah she sweet like meThink she out my leagueDon't care anywayStill massage her feetDo anything she askHypnotized by that assYeah I lose my mindWhenever she gon' throw it backThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herShe a teacher, I'm gon' fuck a teacherThat girl sweet, yeah, I can't wait to meet herThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeahThat girl sweet, yeah, that girl sweet, yeah

Good Time Charlie

Harry Diver

I'm a Good Time charlie good time charlie that's meI grove around all day listening to Bob MarleyI lay around Laughing to the jokes of my friend Jack DeeI spend a lots time in nightclubs dancing with naked ladiesHave A Swedish massage with a happy ending in ecstasyI got a diamond studded cane top hat Fred Astaire shoes I'm just pure qualityI got three castles in Spain and they call me king in ItalyNow I'm the sort of guy that's do or die I'm the sort of guy that fly's so highI'm a good time charlie that's me yea I'm free, I was born in the east african rift valleyWhere Dinosaurs and monkeys ran so free and then there was me good time CharlieI'm a good time charlie good time charlie that's meI drive two fast cars A Maserati and a LamborghiniGot women out there who would sell their souls to a handsome devil like meI take crack cocaine for toothache and for hangovers LSDI once bungee jump off mount Everest and landed smack inside of TennesseeI drink so much bubbly...I have to have a replacement heart liver and kidneyYou wouldn't take me home to meet mama but at least I'm freeWell I'm the sort of guy that's do or die I'm the sort of guy who fly's so highI'm a good time charlie that's me I was born in the east African rift valleyWhere Dinosaurs and monkeys ran so free and then there was me good time charlie

I'm Your Santa Tonight, Baby

Roxiie Reese

Eat fruit cake and drink egg nogHot totties with back massage - babyFrostin up the window panesWith pepperminted Candy Canes!I'm your Santa tonight -baby, tell Santa what you like - don't you know thatI'm your Santa tonight - fire burning bright on this snowy night.

Silly Girl (feat. Beach Sides)

Jolograf

I fucked this silly girlTwo years agoIt was the funnest thingHad lots of curlsI fucked this silly girlTwo years agoIt was the funnest thingHad lots of curlsRich mahoganyAnd porcelain wordsCut like curly knivesWhat I deserveJuicy sugar caneIs saccharineBut not sweet as her frameThose curls are fallin' all overCome over to my spot, ayeWe could trade massagesGet to rubbin' on my, ayeI get deep up in them knotsGirl release all of that tensionAnd relax this my plotAye, we could do a lotBabyYou were the onemade me a poetI didn't know myselfYou were the oneShowed me what lovesAbout in a one night standI was afraid Now it's too lateYou were the oneHappy alone That burns me like candle flameYou were the oneThat brought me sadnessI thought of you and criedAm I weakbecause of emotions?

CANE BACK STRONGER

WALL$TREET

White Chocolate mixed witcho darkThe freaks comes out after darkWALL$TREET comes after GodWait and stand for yo applauseI like to fuck while I golfAnd she lookin just like a doll36, 24, 38 you 'not need to equateThat's just how her body shapedThat Coca ColaThirst quenchBad BitchThis the life of the luxury and lavishYou mistaken if you thought I was averageYoung mans, I'm the whole packageNow really consider, while I sign seal deliverGo figure, Imma let the beat simmerTurn silver into gold, silver into gold, silver into gold, silver into gold, silver into goldCane back strongerCouldn't wait much longerDon't fuck around and make me pull the blade outIt's Trending Stock babyStay solid in this bitchNo way I could ever ever lay downKept it silent bout the violenceAnd all of her desiresBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to Pussy and designersBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to Mula and desiresBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to Diamonds and massagesBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to 10's and lookin properBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to wins and gettin dolla'sBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to plays and making commasBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to mama mama docta docta mama, mama mama docta, docta, doctaAww that's crazyBut I'm talking my shit when it comes to pussy and designers UHH

Flamingo Freestyle

Riff Raff

It's Robbie Tripp, the desert flamingoAnd Jody Highroller, Mr dale Dan Tony (RIFF)(The flamingo freestyle)Met a pretty lady and sheLike it how I dougieI pull up to the functionWith some dino chicken nuggiesWore my diamond chain to bedAnd she really love itShe like it how I ball likeI was a Denver NuggetLaPhonso Ellis I don't rock the Perry EllisThat's for you and your fellasYour wife looks like a iceberg lettuceLooks like a bobbleheadThe candy cane Lamb truckLooks likе Santa's sledI'm, I'ma stop it redCheck my Rolеx, can't read what it saidNever need to check the time anywayGive me a check then I checkThe time and the placeI'm in the back with tequila and the limeI'm not drinking this timeThe lie detector test determinedThat was a lie stop the limoJump inside the Lilac Darvin HamI can't remember what she saidIt was, "Blah, blah, blah"Something 'bout her InstagramOkay, but she just made twoHundred thousand on her OnlyFansI must admit, I was impressedThe way she suggest herBest friend get undressedAnd massage my neck, back and my chestMy initials in her head rest, realHead rest, head rest, manI got her on bed rest x ray vision, manYou better wear a lead vestMack daddy like I came from the Apple StoreYour flow cheapHalf-price at the rapper storeYou a child, probably eatin' Play-DohGot a nice teamThey don't really play thoughI'm international like I work for NATOI'm a boss, baby, do it 'cause I say soYou lames creep me out like an insectI designed this I'm the architectShe give me brain while I'mWritin' on my phoneSo I guess my best bars areAll inspired by her intellectOoh, bet she didn't see it comingOoh, yeah, I guess I'm pretty cunningOoh, that's why I got the haters runningYeah, I'm talking shit so youBetter check the plumbingTrade you from the team like you Danny GreenYou never hit your shots so youTell me what I mean i don't mix friends likeI don't mix beveragesJust ask me who the sorcerer's apprentice isSquad up like a superhero meetin'Fly like the Birdman, call me Michael KeatonThinking that you big time butYou ain't really eatin'You really can't hang, quit the gameTake your beatin'A delightful concoction ofMusical fusion indeed

Malboro Reds

Trill Mercy

Let me get down to specificsI won't make it hard to articulateToo hard swallowEven my girl scared to gargleOn top of the mansion gargoylesGiving you gospel like apostlesOn a canvas like art BaselGet to swinging like lassoShe graduate every night like her head a tasselTell the radio open the airways like Primatene MistNo wonder why y'all keep spinningbecause your shooters just missI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersNever deviate from the planI'm the man once againTalk about me like you know meWant my spot, come and show meI'm leave it up to nobodyI taking all the shots like KobeI could never spare a fraudOff with his head like IchabodThis is how we do it at camp 8 Ray & ClaudeRelax get me a massagePull the horses the garageNo facade no fableJealousy running a muck like Canes and Judas'sBut I'm the one to do this kidThey try cancel the real for our viewsThe media pick and chooseBut the truth can never loseI don't mean to get politicalBut this smoke is medicinalCheck the temp like a physicalMy weather is originalSit back laughCompare and contrastYour antics is assY'all want me spazzMy methods are brashRange is vastSo tread lightOr it's on sightGood night, iightI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killersI'm smokin em, I'm smokin emLike cowboy killers

X-Wing

Schizo Boy

Allume donc cette belle fuséeQue j'décollePetit cette voix me disaitNique l'écoleDepuis j'passe mon temps à tiserTrop d'alcoolDans ma tête la nuit au muséeOuais j'déconneLes yeux rouges à la KakashiJ'brûle les rouges dans le 4×4 JeepForce d'Urouge ou de SaiyajinJ'bois du rouge et du Saya GinMaux de têtes que j'emmagasineJeune athlète comme YamakasiJ'veux ma tête dans les magazinesMocassin en peau d'macaque, sixMannequins sniffent ma cameJ'enfile vite ma caneDans cette fille, ma canneVeut l'selfie à CannesJ'crois mon flow saccadeNique leur faux AKJe les fourre comme CascaMon foutre en CascadePas d'visage comme un détraqueurSchizo boy boy boyPetit massage comme un bête d'acteurPetite obole bole bolePetit message à mes détracteursBouffe mes balls balls ballsPolissage de mes réacteursEt j'menvole vole voleAllume donc cette belle fuséeQue j'décollePetit cette voix me disaitNique l'écoleDepuis j'passe mon temps à tiserTrop d'alcoolDans ma tête la nuit au muséeOuais j'déconneJ'me sens intouchable comme LogiaJ'descends des étoiles comme LugiaSur la table, c'est jus de GoyaveDans ma tête c'est toile de GoyaAutant dire que c'est magnifiqueUn p'tit splif, le mal est faitJe sais bien que c'est maléfiqueMais l'alcool fait plus d'effetMon esprit s'est putréfiéLes parents sont plus très fierCar leur fils est pétrifiéPar la tise qui bute ses frèresCannabis qui tue ses versCombien t'en a bu d'ces verresT'as l'haleine qui pue sévèreT'avance plus, le feu est vertAllume donc cette belle fuséeQue j'décollePetit cette voix me disaitNique l'écoleDepuis j'passe mon temps à tiserTrop d'alcoolDans ma tête la nuit au muséeOuais j'déconneŒil de Sauron, ou de FauconCes putes sauront que j'viens de FondcombeJ'ai l'air Hautain comme LegolasToutes ces putains lèchent mes godassesDans mon flacon, du bon SakéBlanc comme flocon, mononokéDans mon cocon comme mon-PokéJ'ai mit l'anneau d'Bilbon Sacquet

What's been said

Cerebral Broadside

YeahOh ohWhat I've said, what I've saidThere's a siren aching wailingInside of this headSung it out to that lassWhat I've said, drives you madI've given more than I've taken into this webStrung you out, spun in glassHonestly all in a minute, I'll give you a life from a lyricEntirely I been a-livin' it freeinMy feelings from constant deliriumI put in my time and my diligenceOpen your eyes to the brillianceThe body I walk isn't infinitebut the body I write, surely gettin' thereLife is a gift that I've found as the presentIntensity lost to the resonanceMassage with the penmanship reliable doctorsPrescribe 'em this album of audio medicineWe got you no question bottle, bottomless the right directionAll of art is just a press, describin' how we lost the stressK, balance the prime terminologyCommune beyond symbologyFollow me brought out the fire andThrough it forgot what was stoppin' meDart at cartography chartin' a fuel for a spark of theColony entheogenic discography brought you an olive tree Why?

Devin The Ripper

Father forgive me I need that Persian rugI made a million but spent flipping with certain plugsI'm out in Brooklyn I'm cooking little Italy meetingsAnd if I'm lying I'm dying see you hearing speaking, I'll be there in a weekendI got massages from mammi's who was paid for my pleasureNiggas mimic my pimpin' but I lay in it betterSweater suede with a weapon I prefer my BerettasThis a mafia meeting I prefer my perspectiveFloyd Fidel agavero with allegiance to LanskyLuciano cubanos billing suites with the scampiI made love to a Goddess giving birth to an angelWhen it's God in ya body then them serpents will hang youThey say all good things must come to an endThey say all good things must come to an endGreat La Cosa NostraGreat La Cosa NostraNiggas think I'm pussy cause when I see em I duck emThey just wanna fix it, I don't wanna fix it fuck emNigga's know my energy, shit we can get it in knucklesNigga don't wanna tussle, nigga don't wanna tussleBars and nothing nigga gonna drop you if I don't trust youGreat La Cosa Nostra, fans in Nova ScotiaI'm across the ocean, Imma control the cultureNigga can't kill what he can never get to close toThey say all good things must come to an endThey say all good things must come to an endGreat La Cosa NostraGreat La Cosa NostraWomen pimping, Franklin Saint I'm with the cane in handSimilar combo when my father pitched it underhandBaby bottle sitting on the stove had other plansSay a prayer for my brovas that done came and wentI wish I could meet you where the angel had you sentCould be no worse where we at cause this is living hellBig boss mafioso little thing of oursNiggas thinking shit was sweet we left him going sourIt's The Ripper nigga, coming through, dipping to split yaCandyman, say my name I'm coming to get yaI'm not the one for slick talk and subliminal dissesKnow some characters to end you before you can Tweet thisThey say all good things must come to an endGreat La Cosa NostraGreat La Cosa NostraThey say all good things must come to an endThey say all good things must come to an endGreat La Cosa NostraGreat La Cosa Nostra

Cap

GIGATT

They think we stuntin' and ain't talking about nothin'People annoying but we zip itWhat we look like fighting we children of GodNaw we don't do theBack and forth ain't no talkingIn our Bibles for realWe ain't playin we really in churchNaw we don't do theNeed a massage my back been hurtin' from carrying people that couldn't uplift meYou call while I pray say I'm busy (yep)You need prayer I fasho can get shifty (yep)We love God on the real no kizzy (yep)In our war room for hours kids miss me (yep)I don't beef you want beef then unfriend me (yep)My group small we can fit in a Bentley (yep)I hear ppl say all the time they don't think we real about Jesus or God and it tickle meI can't stress enough how much I pray to God and read my Bible the Lord probably sick of meAin't no capping this way need our energyHad my run-in with God but He friended meAin't no bickering back and forth nearin' meWe Godly people not what we pretend to bePeople annoying but we zip itWhat we look like fighting we children of GodNaw we don't do the back back back backBack and forth ain't no talkingIn our Bibles for realWe ain't playin' we really in churchNaw we don't do the cap cap cap capTo each his own I ain't beefing with people (yep)Better know that we equalWay before Jesus God wasn't playing around (nope)Glad He stayed for the sequelWe pushing Jesus everywhere ain't no gamesAll religions know the NameRead Isaiah and I changedNever saw the world the sameJesus we can't walk without Him He became our caneI don't entertain the nonsenseYou can miss us with the conflictAin't subscribing to the contentGod's friends on assignmentEven though people try to start stuff with us we know the devil use them just to mess with usWe gon' love 'em regardless He blessing us always gon' keep it a buck we His messengersPeople annoying but we zip itWhat we look like fighting we children of GodNaw we don't do the back back back backBack and forth ain't no talkingIn our Bibles for realWe ain't playin' we really in churchNaw we don't do the cap cap cap capY'all got the wrong onesY'all got the wrong onesY'all got the wrong onesY'all got the wrong onesY'all got the wrong onesY'all got the wrong onesShout out to KD, man that's my brother

Fire Now

Cham

Wow wowCan you hear me now,Wow wowA true Dem gyal love our bedMake them want to see we deadA true we stocking up the breadMake them want to give we leadFire gash, lightning, thunder The volcano fire ashThe exhaust on the Honda fire flashTell the asphalt smoke, when the tire dash(Tire dash)Meanwhile a gyal a, massage mi from the passenger seat,She a, whisper inna mi ears how mi sweet,Dat a, make mi can't keep mi eyes on the street,Cause she, gimme lips and mi naa feel no teeth,Suh mi, engage the pedal with mi feetAnd, press it make she feel how gangster dweet,Now she, want it more than once a week,Suh mi, give her a subscription repeat,Yo a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring the fire yo, light up the hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bowYo mi say a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring di fire yo, light up di hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bowLight the Torch, Strike the lighter the pyro a scorch Them can't kill we the country will march Strike it brighter the sky fi a parch Parch, parch Park pon the main, walk up the laneSpark up the flame, food for the brainLiquor for the pain, straight to the vein High like a plane, mi eyes them a stain From she see the chain, she say weh yu name, Me reply Dame, you know my gameNo we nuh tame, We make it rainShe get the sugar cane, then she cameChorusYo a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring the fire yo, light up the hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bowYo mi say a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring di fire yo, light up di hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bowA true Dem gyal love our bedMake them want to see we deadA true we stocking up the breadMake them want to give we leadYo a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring the fire yo, light up the hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bowYo mi say a fire now, light up the sky wowHigher now, time fi the sky glow Bring di fire yo, light up di hydroMake the fire blow, make the fire bow"

NIGHT OUT / HIDE OUT

Punq

We ready for another detour Straight line that some heavy shitRed wine is a heavy cure 4 out of 7 on sedative Should've been dead but we level thisNose running red - what she make of this She on a rant and i'm going sick of thisBut can't take my eyes off a beautiful set of titsSee what the night has to offerBarely not even pulling through This way you don't really love her TrueBut still we, still we let the dice rollStill we digging bout the white goldThis what we use for a bandage This what we use for a bandage Memories like collage Memories like collage No motive on the canvasNo motive on the canvas Trooper still keep up the march Good god mind massage No time to waste like a Montage Club spawn with them big eyes Sunglass for the camouflage Sky high and we can't land I'm good she a ten out of ten Too wild in the quicksand Don't ever let me back on earth again Strobe lights and the music is waving No rules for the night like its cayman No brain going primal like cavemen Go cain for the night that our aim and Bad baes on the spot lets go name them No name but they dress like they famous No use for the staying But stupid people make for good entertainment Pulse life get you feeling amazing Good slice of the candy we facing Big price for the scene that we staging Glam vice get the commoner gazin Parole from imprisoning hate andPayroll that's the commoners caging Pale soul in a colorful painting But we keep up with the pacing Good God it's good to be on again Away from the sun again Aura is menacing Shit get too tense we don't do for role modeling And the beauty are coming in, Having some on the side is a common sin Femme Fatale and some brick for the confidence Night out key ingredients Zip keeping thought out of rolling Zip keeping thought out of rollingBet is made no folding Bet is made no foldingHard attitude coating Hard attitude coating Ain't even home and she already moaning Out of mind clean fear and loathing And you riding back like Toby They try to get us like Moby Dick get a click for the SoMe Shit never happened if you ain't got it on the phony Night out hide outCompany for the lonely What we don't do for the OPBAC for the trophy Strobe lights and the music is waving No rules for the night like its cayman No brain going primal like cavemen Go cain for the night that our aim and Bad baes on the spot lets go name them No name but they dress like they famous No use for the staying But stupid people make for good entertainment Pulse life get you feeling amazing Good slice of the candy we facing Big price for the scene that we staging Glam vice get the commoner gazing Parole from imprisoning hate andPayroll that's the commoners caging Pale soul in a colorful painting But we keep up with the pacing Strobe lights and the music is waving No rules for the night like it's caymanNo brain going primal like cavemenGo cane for the night that our aim and bad baes in the back let's go bathe them Profane they asses like we famous No use for the chasingBut the games make for good entertainment Pulse life get you feeling amazing Good glass and the brandy got aging Big price for the scene that we staging Glam vice get the commoner gazing Parole from the sickening hate andPayroll - days sold sad equation Pale role in a colorful play and We can't keep up keeping up with the pacing

Hoodman

Ul Hoose

Yeah pushing pushingThrough life As if Pullers pulling Putters putting Bricks on our waysBut no time to wasteSo formulate we neggas From the south We originate from The high wavesSo don't blame us if Our hearts are bigGrew up in the wildernessOf Life so we wild All black is what we wearFor our enemies we LoudOur life is so difficultAnd we are beefing all dayOn the heels of AccraMapcity Hoosing on The lanes yeahYou call me the bestYou call me best bruvDo you know where I come from MapcityI hit on the streetAlways swoopingTill I get myself aBlue tick ride with meLet me hear you sayDamn, hustling for mannaFirst meals for the vendorsNegga keeping it real You ain't shitWe are the realestNo second we are the issuesAnd fucked by All bitches of the hoodWe neggas do watch outFor strengthYou are weak then we Throw you awayAggressive teen on a Vice of a SocialYou are sleeping we areWorking awakeLet me hear you sayWe life on the streetWhere everyone is Called vennomNo kid on the sceneWe all knowWhat is fucking yeahWhen we get a hip to hopWe go like Yeah yeah yeah yeahLife is like a raceThough it is hard butWe always getSet set set setTill we cool a Detait never coupSafe clean no Dirt dirt dirt dirtStimulating all the Nipples of the funk Till it comes outWet wet wet wetSucking a ASAP For a tale and We finally blownJob search, Job SearchWe are looking on how To defeat the antagonySex sex sex sexTo build up a circus In circle RapcologyDeath death death deathIs the lowest rate of A demise of AlacrityWe get money in excess The exes are exercising For philanthropyYeah King of the gameNever the sameWho is to blame That U to the LIs gonna King upNow you see my RapA terrain I give you the rainThe waters of baptismI am John Line upI beat your ass like KendrickWith my rap swordSee I am RamboCome on motherfucker comeI triple up hurdle upUl you for know damnAnd we are in all blackAll day all nightNo hallucination all is realFake neggas are wackGet the hell out of my wayOr you get ready for the combatSix canes for your assIf you fail to adaptMore bitches in the bathOnly Hoose in the tabBring your girl for a slapOn the cheeks of her buttFor the dollar all rightAs I lie for massageYou are left with a chanceTo go with the tranceWhile naked in my rapYou be licking on my rhymesIn fact you are gonna do thisTill the SunshineMaybe you wanna damnHoo hoo flex up on my thingOh girl you been doing the thingWhat nobody praying for meLike Kendrick does it aloneNumber one I justStarted to rap and thenMany people wanna Get it confused and I do it againYeah then you have itNow shout out to everyoneYeah VLE Vision line entertainmentMy boss brixx, brixx nsenkuYeah Safowaa, everyone manThat is keeping it so litYeah ASAP ranksShout out to UL HooseThe hoosegengShout out to everyone yeahThis is for my boys my guys My neggas you should beReady for everything thatUl Hoose is gonna bring to youMan thanks for the beatThanks for the mixThanks for everything manThanks for the chicksLove is so coldHoodman

Needlez

Darkz

Listening to 'Tug Of War'Got me smirking likeThem days in the pastIt's just funny'Cause that's not who we areI mean that's not what it wasWe were wasting our timeMe and you got it differentI feel this thing has some driveI couldn't tell you where it's goingI can tell you where I wannaCool showers as massagesBy the lake in the SummerWho's your favourite authorWhy do you like him?What does she do for you?

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Loa Hunt

Don't tell me show me that you love meSevenWestmainDon't tell me show me that you love meDon't tell me show me that you love meIf the money calling pick it upStretch a dollar making proceedsThey only love you when you upDon't pull up on me like you know meQuick draw keep it tuckedLiving life just like a bank schemeTell me what you working forTell me what you workingMillions of dollars trying to make it worth my whileLouis, Prada tell me how you love my stylePlenty of commas run it up before the sun go downMillions of dollars I got to make it work somehowTake a trip to Dubai keep it under the radarYeah we keep it private, got her man all on facetimeYou know time is like money, and I don't want to waste timeAlways step in designer Louis V on the waistlineI bet you heard it through the grapevine life is better on the West SideDifferent textures like a textile, keep it rhyming like its 8 MileI'm way too smart to let the guard downSingle entry like a compoundSmoking something watch the money pileGet lost like the X-FliesWe ain't one of the same cut through these niggas like spadesI'm keeping one in the brain, David-GoliathI'm always taking my shot i'm slinging before I get slain, the fuck is you saying?I'm like a pimp with the cane smooth with the words that I sayI live like a king, I got them kissing the rings I walk in the club make it rainLook what money make a bitch doI bet for me, that she goes down down down downWhen you having IT bitches claim that they miss you I can't fuck with no clownsI was broke before but take a look at me nowA Million Dollars BabyDon't tell me show me that you love meIf the money calling pick it upStretch a dollar making proceedsThey only love you when you upDon't pull up on me like you know meQuick draw keep it tuckedLiving life just like a bank schemeTell me what you working forTell me what you workingMillions of dollars trying to make it worth my whileLouis, Prada tell me how you love my stylePlenty of commas run it up before the sun go downMillions of dollars I got to make it work somehowBaby girl gone and tell me what's going on in your mindIndependent with everything I be digging your vibeI know you love a massage baby girl lay down I rub on your spineAnd soon I'll be calling you mineYou say that your one of a kindI'm sitting here with this drink in my cupYou know it's the Hennessey or the Dusse I ain't never giving upYou say that you ready for daddy to put it down then gone get it upYou say I'm wilding but I'm doing all these shows in the clubMmmhmmBaby that's fine by meBaby spend time with meYou can just vibe with meYou can just vibe with meGet Chanel and get you LVChanel and get you GGBaby girl tell me who you wanna beDrip you out now you dripping like the seaDrip you out with Chanel on a coatAnd it's all white girl it's looking like cokeYeah it's all white looking, like snowSay you have my back 22 in your toteIma get you home get deep in your throatDig in your back speed it up go slowBut now we gotta chill cause I know you got work in the morningDon't tell me show me that you love meIf the money calling pick it upStretch a dollar making proceedsThey only love you when you upDon't pull up on me like you know meQuick draw keep it tuckedLiving life just like a bank schemeTell me what you working forTell me what you workingMillions of dollars trying to make it worth my whileLouis, Prada tell me how you love my stylePlenty of commas run it up before the sun go downMillions of dollars I got to make it work somehowGot to make it work somehowGot to make it work somehowMillions of dollarsGot to make it work somehowMillions of dollars

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Lyrics containing the term: massage+cane (2025)
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