Young Harleezy – Jack Harlow (Testo)
Testo Young Harleezy Jack Harlow Ecco il Testo Young Harleezy Jack Harlow, la nuova canzone di Jack Harlow. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. Young Harleezy, y'all grew up shooting RPG's I was in seventh grade selling hard CD's (that's true) I was on stage, talent show, heart beating Now I make it sound like I write the bars easy But I'm ten years in, it took me eight to start eating (uh-huh) Six to start drinking, nine to give it up Now, the bottles in my section mark Fiji And it's hard to find some girls that aren't freaky (mmm-hmm) The pressure keeps building but luckily, I'm built for it (tough) Tryna turn these money trees to a lil' forest It used to feel forced, now I got the feel for it I know you want to see me but I'm still touring Ah, used to be on Norris back when Twiggy was in chorus Rocking 990's, not Jordans You can find my name besides "Smooth" in the thesaurus I don't drink Tequila, but for you I still pour— Oh, that's pimpin' right there Ooh-wee Droppin' leaves, drippin' honey on butterflies Imagine that Ayy, Jack, I mean, Mack 'Cause Jack is the Mack, and he's back, believe that Ayy, this can't just be luck It's a reason all this shit be goin' how it does I ain't tryna hear about the past and what it was I don't care who lookin', get you passion in the club Who out here is passionate as us? I'm the one they trust, we the ones that's makin' a big fuss New school shit I give you money for the bus and a letter grade too, I'm thinkin' C+ And as for us, big A-listers Pull up in that big shit, you know, the paint drippers I got a baddie and another baddie came with her It must be somethin' goin' on that's got my name slicker 'Cause it's rollin' off the tongue (tongue) Summertime got these girls sprung There was a time I wasn't the one But now that shit's done, word to Nicki, all I got is sons So come around and you could get somethin', for fun Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah) Am I handsome enough? (Yes) Tell me right now, so I can be enough It can't just be us, sure enough, someone else sees what's what I just wanna take you overseas, what's up? I just wanna tell you it could be just us Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah) Am I handsome enough? Tell me right now, so I can be en— I'm goin' back in, Weezy voice You and me for her is one hell of a easy choice I ain't know that she was such a freak 'cause she be quiet Trust me, where I'm sittin', I can't even see these boys I ain't like that CD boy, you better eat them Wheaties boy This is not Vanilla Ice or Beastie Boys So much bread in my account, that shit is yeasty, boy Snowbunnies for my dawgs, Happy Easter, boys Said your boyfriend's a fan? Nice to meet you, boy She a vegan, but she still tryn' eat ya' boy There comes a time where I reach a point where I gotta make a point Please understand, I could take your joint (ah) Heartthrob lifestyle, I could not fake it Top spot in my sights, might gotta take it How can I pretend like this life is not amazin'? Trust me, it's amazin', I can't believe I used to be debatin' Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? (Ah) Am I handsome enough? (Yes) Tell me right now, so I can be enough It can't just be us, sure enough someone else sees what's what I just wanna take you overseas, what's up? I just wanna tell you it could be just us Am I fancy enough? Am I dancing enough? Am I handsome enough? Tell me right now, so I can be en—
I’d Do Anything to Make You Smile – Jack Harlow (Testo)
Testo I’d Do Anything to Make You Smile Jack Harlow Ecco il Testo I’d Do Anything to Make You Smile Jack Harlow, la nuova canzone di Jack Harlow. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. (Yeah, check me out) (Wait) I'd do anything to make you smile, bitch Travel 'round the world and come back home and now my style switched They say I get spicy when I step out, this ain't mild shit I hit that last night and she already feel nostalgia Five hunnid thousand Just for me to hit my little dance, then I'm bouncing You know that the bread keep coming, Golden Corral, bitch You know that the head keep coming 'cause she's a down, ooh Nice dress but your birthday suit's a better outfit Mic check (can you hear me now 'cause I just downed it?) I'm Jack, but I came up with the fucking fountain My OG's move a mountain, I'm cutting up like a Shaolin I'm bouncing, I think I need some counseling I'm bouncing, I think I need some- (think I need some-) I'm bouncing, I think I need some counseling I'm bouncing, I think I need some- (I think I need some-) I'd do anything to make you smile, bitch Travel 'round the world and come back home and now my style switched They say I get spicy when I step out, this ain't mild shit I hit that last night and she already feel nostalgia Five hunnid thousand Just for me to hit my little dance, then I'm bouncing You know that the bread keep coming, Golden Corral, bitch You know that the head keep coming 'cause she's down- I'ma fuck the earrings off of you I'ma check my schedule and then clear it all for you Look up at the ceiling, yeah, that mirrors all for you Know I love them curves and how they veering off of you I'ma grip that body power steering off of you You know you a star, that's why they cheering all for you You my lil' muse, get these lyrics all for you And then I sing 'em like an Ed Sheeran song to you 'Cause I love the shape of you, hmm, you, you, you I mean the memory is nice, but I would love a tape of you You, you, you, you, you I got so much that I want to say to you I'd do anything to make you smile Take you the Panamar Canal Hotels five star like they play for Coach Cal But they call me Young Pitino 'cause I'm good in both towns
Churchill Downs – Jack Harlow (Testo)
Testo Churchill Downs Jack Harlow Ecco il Testo Churchill Downs Jack Harlow, la nuova canzone di Jack Harlow. Leggi il testo completo e scopri il significato delle parole. Sometimes when I sit back and really let it register I did everything I said I would, and said it first I mean the world's in denial, but they all know what I'm headed for Ah We 'bout to feed these youngins to the metaverse Meanwhile, I'm over here just tryna pen a verse 'Cause I'm done bein' extra with the extroverts The label used to wonder how I'm supposed to stand next to Vert Prolly never thought that I would get these legs to work I work hard, but hard shit don't need no extra work That's why I show up in a sweatshirt and let it burn The world's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, let it turn" The girl's mine, I just say, "Fuck it, have a turn" The G.O.A.T.s call me to the side like, "Can we have a word?" I could've fronted but I did this shit how I preferred (I preferred) Mmm, I know I should be humble but it's somethin' I just haven't learned Soon enough I have to make these bad habits burn Soon enough we 'bout to come and get the shit we earn You not a fan now, but I remember when you used to be fanned out I'm guessin' when the whole world loves you People only got one way to stand out All that time in the kitchen finally panned out I put some flavor in a pot and took the bland out I know my grandpa would have a heart attack if I pulled a hundred grand out So I'm not gonna pull a hundred grand out I'm hip-hop, do you fully understand? Fully automatic with the jams and they don't jam At the shows I'm 'bout to start handin' out programs 'Cause y'all need to get with the program I'm a grown ass man, call me pops Fuck around and take your phone ass man Everybody know Jack, but they don't know Jack, man They just know I got the flows and the hoes and the packed out shows Ain't too many cons when you playin' with the pros 'Cept for how your life get exposed But I make that sacrifice for the life that I chose I know in Toronto they got soft for the roads But school's closed in Kentucky, so I like when it snowed The kids carry chopsticks not for rice in the bowl School counselors all know how they life is at home Cold like the Minnesota Vikings at home Before I met Drizzy I knew he and I would get along But it's hard to crack jokes when you really want advice I mean what's it like to touch gold every time you touch a mic Touchin' heights, no one gets a touch in life Fuckin' right, young bachelor, what's a wife? Once in a lifetime, 'til I say I want it twice One of a kind, know your everything is one of mine Wanted posters with my face, they know who I'm wanted by Yeah Yeah Cold hearts and heated floors, no parental guidance I just see divorce Therapy sessions, I'm in the waiting room, readin' Forbes Abandonment issues I'm gettin' treated for How much water can I fit under the bridge before it overflows? My son's gotta learn that forgiveness is a lonely road The cribs on his wheel like motor homes Niggas love to try and test us like they know what we on Chubb's got the magazine cover like Rolling Stone 'Cause we already know how they rock, they throwin' stones Whenever you gettin' bigger, there's growin' pains I got enough pull to make the city start throwin' games I'm out here makin' a mockery I got my realtor out here playin' Monopoly How can I address you when you don't own property? They only finesse you when you don't move properly Destined for the win, but you don't get a prize out of me I'm destined for the top, but you can't get a rise out of me 750 for the round, canaries, and they glitterin' Man, you niggas drop trash, you littering I'm overdelivering to the point, it's belittling I mean, the PTSD is triggering, the profit is sickening The stones is shimmering Came from the north but I got hot as fuck, so ain't no shivering, yeah Lucky me, people that don't fuck with me Are linkin' up with people that don't fuck with me to fuck with me This shit is getting ugly And every situation is transactional And every thing they sayin' is irrational And every way they movin' is promotional Everybody's actin' irreplaceable, it's like they ain't disposable My urges for revenge are uncontrollable I know we're gettin' older though, yeah But I gotta get a nigga back for that, it's non-negotiable It's not even debatable I'm gettin' so rich, my music's not even relatable I blow her head up, it's an inflatable Baby blue G class, I feel like a kid again Prayin' on my downfall don't make you religious, man All I hear is plug talk comin' from middleman All I hear is tall tales comin' from little men When I say "Bitch", I'm very rarely referring to women Most of the bitches I know are niggas, they not even women I know that sounds like I'm being funny, I'm not even kidding Same ones that say they run the game when they not even in it To be honest, y'all financial situations my biggest motivation And how you should take that statement is based on what you makin' Whips and chains like a dominatrix, wap, pssh If I see ya, I spit in ya faces, ha-tu Daytonas with the green faces Kentucky derby races, my presence in the spot is so abrasive Box at the Churchill downs, that's