No Chorus (Explicit)
Dreamville"No Chorus (Explicit)" is a song by Dreamville, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:07 long and contains 94 lines and 678 words.
Lyrics
0:00作曲 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
0:00作词 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio
0:01**** ain't got no chorus
0:04I don't need no chorus
0:07This ***** ain't got no chorus
0:11Yeah, yeah, yeah
0:13Hardware, bear hide, I got thick skin
0:16Stayed down like the pigskin on the yard marker
0:18I'm the Godfather, better talk proper when you mention
0:21Live wire, *****, I fire like the Pistons
0:23It got 12 V's and a stick shift
0:24***** *****, you get hit quick
0:26Queens *****s, we get rich quick or die tryin'
0:29Goin' for green with the nine iron
0:30I get booked by the hour and time flyin'
0:32I just took me a shower, 'cause I'm lyin'
0:33'Round the dirty money, *****, I'm Zion
0:35Get up, there's no one as high as I am
0:37The realest, you *****s is chicken ****
0:38Pot fryin' when you pot-pie'ing
0:40If my *****s ridin', then it's pop, pop
0:41*****, that's word to my pop-pops
0:43I came for the smoke like a hotbox
0:45I came from the borough, I'm top spot
0:46Got flows, now they want a photo when I rock shows
0:49California in a 'Rari
0:51California, that's the 'Rari
0:52This **** ain't got no chorus
0:56It ain't got no chorus
0:59We don't need no chorus
1:02You *****s is so
1:05Ayy, four hundred hoes
1:06All in a row, line 'em up
1:08Hit 'em with the give-and-go
1:09*****, you knew what it was when you signed up
1:11I was on cruise control
1:12Until I seen the police behind us
1:14Tunnel vision, I put on my blinders
1:15Had a good ****in' run, but your time's up, yeah
1:18I was smokin' on weed out in Babylon
1:20Yes indeed-y, I got all my diamonds on
1:21Your ***** wanted my ****, yeah, I ought've known
1:23Boy, you crazy, you think that she comin' home
1:24Gettin' money, I got me a bankroll
1:26You cannot hit the blunt, I don't think so
1:27Boy, I sit on the court at the Lake-Show
1:29Shut the **** up, *****, it's not a sing-along
1:31This **** ain't got no chorus
1:35It ain't got no chorus
1:38Ain't no chorus
1:41*****, you so (It's a check), ayy
1:44Your ***** watchin' my wrist stream like Vevo (Vevo)
1:46I came from stealin' all the blockchains, *****, I'm Deebo
1:49Only rapper to make forty-five thousand off IG trolls
1:53We both lit, but your **** don't hit, *****, you a pre-roll
1:56Learn somethin'
1:57Ayy, money can't buy respect
1:58But it can buy *****s who check those who disrespect
2:00I been on a different check
2:01I got a girl at home on tour, I need a different neck
2:03Never third-wheelin' like a damn trike
2:05I been in the mall with a scam stripe
2:06I might need a wet wipe for when I touch *****s I don't like, yeah
2:11**** ain't got no chorus
2:14I don't need no chorus (Yeah, yeah)
2:17***** ain't got no chorus (Ah, ah)
2:20(Ayy, ayy, ayy)
2:23Got a body like Video Vixens
2:24Peepin' the fake like a sixth sense
2:26Got a couple K's I put up in the bank
2:28But I need little more, word to Tristan
2:29Drownin' in money, quicksand
2:31I don't hear these *******, long distance
2:33Call me Big Dreeze, I don't fit in
2:34Can't get in my section with a wristband
2:36Floorin' it
2:37Chasin' that bag 'til I corner it
2:38That wax on the tree like an ornament
2:40Yeah, this drip ain't in stores, gotta order it, yeah
2:42With the G.O.A.T.'s now, I got high power
2:44Lil' dog ***** like a Rottweiler
2:46All that cap, what I'm blowin' a lot louder
2:47I'ma give 'em that scold like a hot shower
2:49I'm on top now, it's apparent
2:50Pop your ass, I ain't talkin' parents
2:52I was broke, used to shop clearance
2:54Now I'm runnin' this **** like an errand
2:55Ain't no comparin' us
2:57Need me a thug *****, ain't talkin' Jerrika
2:58Me and the money got marital
2:59Tom & Jerry, you a character
3:00Pull up foreign and embarrass 'em
3:03Is that the opening?
3:07Do you feel anything yet?
作曲 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio 作词 : Abbas Hammad/Seandrea Sledge/Simmie Sims III/Akeem Douglas Hayes/Matthew Alexander Washington/Lucas DiFabbio **** ain't got no chorus I don't need no chorus This ***** ain't got no chorus Yeah, yeah, yeah Hardware, bear hide, I got thick skin Stayed down like the pigskin on the yard marker I'm the Godfather, better talk proper when you mention Live wire, *****, I fire like the Pistons It got 12 V's and a stick shift ***** *****, you get hit quick Queens *****s, we get rich quick or die tryin' Goin' for green with the nine iron I get booked by the hour and time flyin' I just took me a shower, 'cause I'm lyin' 'Round the dirty money, *****, I'm Zion Get up, there's no one as high as I am The realest, you *****s is chicken **** Pot fryin' when you pot-pie'ing If my *****s ridin', then it's pop, pop *****, that's word to my pop-pops I came for the smoke like a hotbox I came from the borough, I'm top spot Got flows, now they want a photo when I rock shows California in a 'Rari California, that's the 'Rari This **** ain't got no chorus It ain't got no chorus We don't need no chorus You *****s is so Ayy, four hundred hoes All in a row, line 'em up Hit 'em with the give-and-go *****, you knew what it was when you signed up I was on cruise control Until I seen the police behind us Tunnel vision, I put on my blinders Had a good ****in' run, but your time's up, yeah I was smokin' on weed out in Babylon Yes indeed-y, I got all my diamonds on Your ***** wanted my ****, yeah, I ought've known Boy, you crazy, you think that she comin' home Gettin' money, I got me a bankroll You cannot hit the blunt, I don't think so Boy, I sit on the court at the Lake-Show Shut the **** up, *****, it's not a sing-along This **** ain't got no chorus It ain't got no chorus Ain't no chorus *****, you so (It's a check), ayy Your ***** watchin' my wrist stream like Vevo (Vevo) I came from stealin' all the blockchains, *****, I'm Deebo Only rapper to make forty-five thousand off IG trolls We both lit, but your **** don't hit, *****, you a pre-roll Learn somethin' Ayy, money can't buy respect But it can buy *****s who check those who disrespect I been on a different check I got a girl at home on tour, I need a different neck Never third-wheelin' like a damn trike I been in the mall with a scam stripe I might need a wet wipe for when I touch *****s I don't like, yeah **** ain't got no chorus I don't need no chorus (Yeah, yeah) ***** ain't got no chorus (Ah, ah) (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Got a body like Video Vixens Peepin' the fake like a sixth sense Got a couple K's I put up in the bank But I need little more, word to Tristan Drownin' in money, quicksand I don't hear these *******, long distance Call me Big Dreeze, I don't fit in Can't get in my section with a wristband Floorin' it Chasin' that bag 'til I corner it That wax on the tree like an ornament Yeah, this drip ain't in stores, gotta order it, yeah With the G.O.A.T.'s now, I got high power Lil' dog ***** like a Rottweiler All that cap, what I'm blowin' a lot louder I'ma give 'em that scold like a hot shower I'm on top now, it's apparent Pop your ass, I ain't talkin' parents I was broke, used to shop clearance Now I'm runnin' this **** like an errand Ain't no comparin' us Need me a thug *****, ain't talkin' Jerrika Me and the money got marital Tom & Jerry, you a character Pull up foreign and embarrass 'em Is that the opening? Do you feel anything yet?
Translation
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