Dangerous lyrics - Dej Loaf
Yeah
(Pick me up, it's dangerous)
(DDS)
DDS
(Pick me up, it's dangerous)
(Pick me up, it's dangerous out there)
Whoa
Dangerous, dangerous
Dangerous, too dangerous
So dangerous
Danger, dangerous
Danger (Danger), dangerous
They don't wanna bang with us
They can't hang with us (They can't hang with us)
I don't like givin' fake hugs, I don't like showin' fake love
Who gon' take som'n?
Who gon' take som'n?
Who gon' take us home?
I ain't heard nothin', I ain't seen nothin'
Whole lotta money when we walk in the room
Niggas in tune (Tune), bitches get loose, yeah
Whole lotta money in the room
Don't snooze, that's how you lose (That's how you lose)
Get money, don't mean to be rude (Haha)
Yeah, god damn I miss the niggas that I started with
And, I can't lie, this money boosted my confidence
I'm in my own lane, I ain't seein' no competition
Started a couple trends, and I didn't get recognition
I like things my way, bitch say I'm a narcissist
I'ma play the game, yeah, I'ma play my part again
I'ma shoot my shot again
I'ma shoot my- (Whoa)
Dangerous, dangerous
Dangerous, too dangerous
So dangerous, yeah
Danger, dangerous
Danger (Danger), Dangerous
This shit get dangerous
Aye, I told y'all before
Y'all know how it go
Aye (Whoa)
(Pick me up, it's dangerous out there)
MIAMI FLOW lyrics - Dej Loaf
Whoa
What the fuck is you niggas talkin' about?
Stay the fuck out my lane
Stay the fuck out my lane
Y'all know y'all can't fuck with me
Whoa
I'm drivin' fast, I'm in my lane, I'm on the interstate (Whoa)
These bitches hate me 'cause they can never penetrate
I put the icing on the cake, don't need no shake 'n bake
I let 'em hate, 'cause I know this shit come with hate (Whoa)
We got the biggest choppas, we get higher than skyscrapers
Why you playin' with them killers knowin' they'll violate you?
I ain't worried 'bout no opinions, I'm like "Bye, hater"
Hot head, they like "Calm down, Deja"
Bitches can't get me out my bag, I ain't no trick (I ain't no trick)
Miami flow, this shit remindin' me of Trick Daddy
He got a hat, well, I got me a trick (I got a trick)
Mmm, mmm, I got me a... tuh
Aye, come through all black, all black, drippin'
Cuttin' up, fuck it up, all black whips
They can't fuck with you, you knowin' you the shit
They can't fuck with you, you knowin' you the shit (Whoa)
I'm drivin' fast, I'm in my lane, I'm on the interstate
These bitches hate me 'cause they can never penetrate
I put the icing on the cake, don't need no shake 'n bake
I let 'em hate, 'cause I know this shit come with hate
We got the biggest choppas, we get higher than skyscrapers
Why you playin' with them killers knowin' they'll violate you? (Violate you)
I ain't worried 'bout no opinions, I'm like "Bye, hater" (Bye, hater)
Hot head, they like "Calm down, Deja"
I had to cut off my main nigga, switch to a richer one
I don't need no titties, just someone keep me lifted up
I got two sides just like a cylinder
I got two sides just like Forest Whitaker (Whoa)
Free my lil' brother, I'm his sister, he innocent
I'm a vet, you can tell, I grew up militant
Right, left, right, left
Put 'em in a blender shit (Ah, ah, ah)
All that sneak dissin', better keep it at a minimum
Glock got extended shit, leave a nigga stinkin'
Let it rip, Minnie Riperton (Whoa)
You a small fry, I can tell by your temperament
Lettin' bitches get to you, access denied (Access denied)
Melodies from Heaven, niggas ain't [?]
I'm drivin' fast, I'm in my lane, I'm on the interstate (Whoa)
These bitches hate me 'cause they can never penetrate
I put the icing on the cake, don't need no shake 'n bake
I let 'em hate, 'cause I know this shit come with hate
We got the biggest choppas, we get higher than skyscrapers
Why you playin' with them killers knowin' they'll violate you?
I ain't worried 'bout no opinions, I'm like "Bye, hater" (Bye, hater)
Hot head, they like "Calm down, Deja"
They like "Calm down, Deja"
Aye, they like "Calm down, Deja"
Faded (Keep Up) lyrics - Dej Loaf (feat. 2 Chainz)
If you're horny, let's do it
Ride it, my pony
My saddle's waitin'
Come and jump on it
(Westside)
Can you keep up?
I'm on my level, I'm faded (I'm on my level, I'm faded)
Two shots too many in this club (Mm, mm, mm)
Aye, too many bottles on the table
Yeah, you know what you do to me, yeah (You know what you do to me)
Ask him can he keep up, yeah
He wonder can I keep up
I came to drunk, I came to get litty
Two shots for the bouncers, the bouncers don't frisk me
Can you keep a secret?
Keep askin' for my number
I'm drinkin' on my leisure, give me two shots of tequila (Yeah)
I swear I'm goin' up (Whoa)
Can you keep up?
I'm on my level, I'm faded (I'm on my level, I'm faded)
Two shots too many in this club (Mm, mm)
Aye, too many bottles on the table
Yeah, you know what you do to me
I'm so faded
Baby, won't you come and say, say, say, say hey
I know you're feelin' the same
Yeah, I see you turnt in the back of the club
Come and ride with me, I'll be your passenger
He sendin' signals from the other side of the club
I see him with his boys, he ain't lookin' 'noid
Chain glistenin', sparkles cause attention
I'ma shoot my shot, go and shoot yours
Aye, go, and shoot yours
I only see you in this club
Can you keep up?
I'm on my level, I'm faded (I'm on my level, I'm faded)
Two shots too many in this club (Mm, mm, mm)
Aye, too many bottles on the table
Yeah, you know what you do to me, yeah (You know what you do to me)
Ask him can he keep up, yeah (Yeah, you know I can)
Aye, he wonder can I keep up (Toni)
Baby, can we meet up?
See if you can keep
I'ma pull them legs back, I'ma pull them feet up (Uh)
Ain't no competition, but, you know I want a rematch
I'll take your heart from you, I don't need a ski-mask
Ride me like a bus pass, smell you on my mustache
Bring it to your front door, you would think it's DoorDash
Got a large crib, sometimes I don't know where to fuck at
On top of me when they ask you where you work at, twerk at
Can you keep up? (Yeah)
I'm on my level, I'm faded (I'm on my level, I'm faded) (Faded, faded, faded)
Two shots too many in this club (Mm, mm, mm) (Uh)
Aye, too many bottles on the table (Yeah)
Yeah, you know what you do to me, yeah (You know what you do to me)
Ask him can he keep up, yeah (Alright)
Aye, he wonder can I keep up
Ladies Leave Your Man At Home lyrics - Dej Loaf (feat. Kash Doll)
(Benji he got Benjamins)
[DeJ Loaf:]
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches
I told you once before, I don't play with niggas
He think I don't know, hmm
He think I don't know
I been fuckin' with his boy on the low
I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home
1942, take a shot of Patron (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
But, you gotta know, everything I got, I built on my own
You probably tell my business, I don't trust you at all
Changed your whole image 'soon as we got involved
I'm the one you would call, still hit my phone and I never respond
I'm the one you would call, (Yeah) still hit my phone and I never respond
I don't wanna be your friend
Still gettin' dough, charge it to the game
You know how it go, don't play with my name
You know how it go, yeah, you know how it go
You know how it go
Aye (Whoa)
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches
I told you once before, I don't play with niggas
He think I don't know, hmm
He think I don't know
I been fuckin' with his boy on the low
I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home (Whoa)
1942, take a shot of Patron
[Kash Doll:]
Look, I been feelin' like, I should go and fuck a nigga, get it over with (Aye)
I ain't goin' baby, you can miss me with that goofy shit
Never let a nigga do me how he did that other bitch
Always talkin' shit, fuckin' hypocrite
How you think you better than the next nigga (How?)
Baggin' me your best move yet, it's a flex, nigga (That's right)
Never had to build a bitch, came to you rocked up
I been gettin' money, and, nigga, ain't ever stopped nothin', fuck you thought? (Hahaha)
Money talk, and I'm fluent
Ego trippin' got you lookin' lame, what you doin'?
And you know I'm ten steps ahead of any bitch who bad
You gon' lose every time how the fuck you play it (On God)
Nigga, please, I'm a D-Girl, don't make me hurl
Bad as fuck, and this pussy wet as Sea World
Ladies, leave your man at home, we got new toys
NBA, NFL, alphabet boys (Alphabet boys)
You heard me, pussy
Baby, I'm a star player, boy, you a rookie (Fuck outta here)
He gon' do a little, but, trust me, I do the most (Most)
Send some Ace of Spades to your hoe and we do a toast
'Cause she just took a lame nigga off my hands
On the business is where I stand, fuck nigga
[DeJ Loaf:]
Get money, that's all I know
Feelings about shit, I moved on, yeah
I moved on, yeah, so long, yeah
I moved on, yeah, so long, yeah
I don't want that toxic love, make him fight for my love with boxing gloves, yeah (Whoa)
I know that he knows (I know that he knows)
I know that he knows (I know that he knows)
My heart is cold (My heart is cold)
Pick 'em— Eeny, miny, mo, yeah
I pick 'em— Eeny, miny, mo
Aye, pick 'em— Eeny, miny, mo
He thought he was gon' treat me like his other bitches
I told you once before, I don't play with niggas
He think I don't know, hmm
He think I don't know
I been fuckin' with his boy on the low
I been feelin' like, ladies, leave your man at home
1942, take a shot of Patron
BNB / DTB lyrics - Dej Loaf
Drumma Boy
Makin' your body move (Makin' your body move)
Makin' your body move (Yeah)
No, no, no, no, no (No)
You love it when I take control (You love it, you love it)
(You love it when I take control)
Don't nobody know you like I do
I come alive when I'm beside you
You know when you call I'ma slide through (Slide through)
You know who to call when they slide through (Yeah)
I don't care (Yeah), I don't care (I don't care)
I don't care, as long as I'm next to you, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Said I don't care (I don't care)
As long as I'm next to you, oh
As long as I'm next to you (Ooh, yeah)
(Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Wakin' up so early, cookin' breakfast in the mornin' in bed (Ooh, yeah)
Yeah (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
Wakin' up so early, breakfast in the mornin' in bed
Makin' your body move (Makin' your body move)
Makin' your body move (Yeah)
No, no, no, no, no (No)
You love it when I take control (You love it)
(You love it when I take control)
2 Much Smoke lyrics - Dej Loaf
Too much smoke, ayy, gotta let the windows down
Keep your head up, girl, let your hair hang down
Keep your head up, ayy
Keep your head up (Woah)
Too much smoke, ayy, gotta let the windows down
Keep your head up, girl, let your hair hang down
Keep your head up, ayy
Keep your head up
I don't do no white lines, that dope just make my nose run
I told him stop, probably fuck with old girl still
He said, "No way, go DeJ, this is your world"
And he got an old lady, I don't think he's ever goin' home
She don't know, she think that they goin' strong
This nigga been on me for years, he tryna face his fears
Can you keep it on the low? Can you keep it here?
Two rights don't make a wrong
He said, "I can't wait to get you alone"
Can you keep it on the low, low, low? Mm
I ain't gon' wait on you to stop fuckin' with that bitch, yeah
Rich sex, Rollie like he Ric Flair
Ain't breakin' up no happy home, nobody lives there
Keys open doors, meet me in the kitchen (Meet me in the)
I put you in position to learn new positions
They say take what you want, you gotta earn what's not given
I know how to play it, nobody in our business
I'm not a sneaky link, I just know how to keep my distance
I know how to play it, keep a nigga wishin'
Too much smoke, ayy, gotta let the windows down
Keep your head up, girl, let your hair hang down
Keep your head up, ayy
Keep your head up
Too much smoke, ayy, gotta let the windows down
Keep your head up, girl, let your hair hang down
Keep your head up, ayy
Keep your head up
Light It Up lyrics - Dej Loaf
I'ma light it up, uh
Ooh, yeah
I'ma light it up, then, I'ma light you up (I'ma light you up)
I'ma light it up (I'ma light it up), then, I'ma light you up
So, spark it, I can see you shinin' from across the room
Love it when I touch your body, baby, let's get it on
Twisted on the daily, twisted on the daily, yeah
You know you're my baby, you know you're my baby, yeah
I can't see you without me
Hm, and I know you feel the same way about me
Yeah, get you twisted, then, let's roll (Get you twisted)
You love it when I take control
I love your body and your soul
We gon' smoke until it's gone
Uh, uh
Do you wanna drive or ride in my car all night?
Baby, I'm not tryna clog your mind
I'm just tryna clear your mind (Just tryna clear your head)
Ain't nothin' like the first time (Whoa)
I'ma light it up (I'ma light it up), then, I'ma light you up (I'ma light you up)
I'ma light it up (I'ma light it up), then, I'ma light you up (I'ma light you up)
So, spark it, I can see you shinin' from across the room
Love it when I touch your body, baby, let's get it on
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