EVERY CHANCE I GET
DJ Khaled"EVERY CHANCE I GET" is a song by DJ Khaled, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:44 long and contains 89 lines and 932 words.
Lyrics
0:00(Tay Keith, this too hard)
0:04We The Best Music
0:07(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
0:09Another one
0:11DJ Khaled
0:11Verse 1: Lil Baby & Lil Durk
0:14Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago
0:17Add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode
0:20This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes
0:23You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home
0:26I got rich off strong, we get ’em in and get 'em gone
0:29You know Trappy just got out, I ain't have to put him on
0:32We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on
0:36It’s the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on
0:39My demon time ain't nothin' nice
0:41I try not to wear nothin' twice
0:43I came up off of shootin' dice, yeah
0:45My lil' brother ain't livin' right
0:47My sis’ and ’em doin' aight
0:49My cuz and ’em still servin' life, yeah
0:52Seen a robber rob a deacon
0:53I seen a preacher get caught for cheatin'
0:55I'll break the bank for one of my people
0:57I said, "I’m the one," they didn't believe me
0:58I show 'em the facts, now they all need me
0:59I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathin'
1:01They makin' it hard, this shit really easy, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
1:03Chorus: Lil Baby
1:05I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
1:08I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
1:11All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
1:14They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
1:17Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
1:21You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
1:26You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
1:28Verse 2: Lil Baby, DJ Khaled & Lil Durk
1:30Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not
1:32One person come tell me, we fuck up your block
1:33Watch me run this shit to the tippity-top, yeah (Keep goin')
1:36Put my kids in Givenchy
1:38She must think one plus one is three
1:40I can't support you personally
1:41She don't got a mortgage, moved in with her niece
1:43These niggas be cappin', them cars be leased
1:45Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets
1:46I was nodding off, they woke up a beast
1:48Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothin' to eat
1:51Soon as I get on his ass, they gon' look at me better, like, "Damn, he was fuckin' with me," yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
1:55Chorus: Lil Baby
1:56I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
1:59I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
2:02All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
2:05They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
2:09Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
2:12You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
2:15You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
2:20Verse 3: Lil Durk
2:21I'm from the trenches
2:21Niggas be tough on the 'net, but really be there for attention
2:23Bitches be talkin' like they really rich
2:25But really be beggin' me under my pictures
2:26I'll give her forty, fifty thousand cash to start up a business
2:29I'll spend that shit at the dentist
2:30I'd rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings
2:33I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit
2:36Goin' to Cali, I pick up my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit
2:39Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo, I need cash, don't sell me shit
2:42Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich
2:45Drop the load, ain't no room right now, I took her to the O
2:48Then I pulled up on the Lamb' 'cause she a fan of Boonie Moe
2:52I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin' up all the opps
2:55I be around with three million dollars in jewelry, I'm standin' on all the blocks
2:58This the anthem, mmm-hmm
3:00Droppin' the six in the Fanta, mmm
3:02Black Rolls truck with the all-white seats, remind me of sittin' on Panda, mmm
3:05I love my cousin, she was a dancer
3:06I love my brother, he was a scammer
3:08Sittin' on my lap 'cause I'm pullin' her tracks and I fuck from the back 'cause she callin' me handsome (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
3:11Chorus: Lil Baby
3:12I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
3:15I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
3:19All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
3:22They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
3:25Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
3:28You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
3:34You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes)
3:37Outro: DJ Khaled
3:39We The Best Music
3:44Another one
(Tay Keith, this too hard) We The Best Music (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Another one DJ Khaled Verse 1: Lil Baby & Lil Durk Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago Add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home I got rich off strong, we get ’em in and get 'em gone You know Trappy just got out, I ain't have to put him on We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on It’s the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on My demon time ain't nothin' nice I try not to wear nothin' twice I came up off of shootin' dice, yeah My lil' brother ain't livin' right My sis’ and ’em doin' aight My cuz and ’em still servin' life, yeah Seen a robber rob a deacon I seen a preacher get caught for cheatin' I'll break the bank for one of my people I said, "I’m the one," they didn't believe me I show 'em the facts, now they all need me I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathin' They makin' it hard, this shit really easy, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Chorus: Lil Baby I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) Verse 2: Lil Baby, DJ Khaled & Lil Durk Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not One person come tell me, we fuck up your block Watch me run this shit to the tippity-top, yeah (Keep goin') Put my kids in Givenchy She must think one plus one is three I can't support you personally She don't got a mortgage, moved in with her niece These niggas be cappin', them cars be leased Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets I was nodding off, they woke up a beast Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothin' to eat Soon as I get on his ass, they gon' look at me better, like, "Damn, he was fuckin' with me," yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Chorus: Lil Baby I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) Verse 3: Lil Durk I'm from the trenches Niggas be tough on the 'net, but really be there for attention Bitches be talkin' like they really rich But really be beggin' me under my pictures I'll give her forty, fifty thousand cash to start up a business I'll spend that shit at the dentist I'd rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit Goin' to Cali, I pick up my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo, I need cash, don't sell me shit Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich Drop the load, ain't no room right now, I took her to the O Then I pulled up on the Lamb' 'cause she a fan of Boonie Moe I got the city on lock, uh, fuckin' up all the opps I be around with three million dollars in jewelry, I'm standin' on all the blocks This the anthem, mmm-hmm Droppin' the six in the Fanta, mmm Black Rolls truck with the all-white seats, remind me of sittin' on Panda, mmm I love my cousin, she was a dancer I love my brother, he was a scammer Sittin' on my lap 'cause I'm pullin' her tracks and I fuck from the back 'cause she callin' me handsome (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Chorus: Lil Baby I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) You know I live in the mix (Money, cars and clothes and hoes) Outro: DJ Khaled We The Best Music Another one
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