Lifes A Dungeon

Wildstyle (Feat. BLOCKKOUT)

(Lyrics):
[Intro: Goldie & Quavo]
Now we can settle this like you got some class or we can get into some gangster shit
Hey, Chris, I don't want no issues, bruh
I don't want no smoke, I don't wanna fight you
I don't wanna do nothin', bruh
Like, please, bruh

[Chorus]
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with C?
Who want—, mm, who want smoke with me?
Who want—
Brrah, brrah, brrah, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Okay, let's get down to the facts, pussy, I'm dripped in red (Okay)
Don't let this R&B shit fool you, niggas get ripped to shreds (Get down)
Quavo talkin' like he a thug, nigga, you a bitch with dreads (You a bitch)
Can't wait to see the day that you back up all of that shit you said (You on)
What's all that boss shit you talkin'? You ain't no huncho, nigga (You ain't no huncho)
You the weakest link out of your clique, let's keep it a hundo, nigga (One hundred)
You fucked my ex-ho, that's cool, I don't give no fuck, lil' nigga (Still a bitch)
'Cause I fucked your ex when you were still with her, bitch, I'm up, lil' nigga (I'm up)
They say revenge is sweet (Revenge is sweet), now think about that shit
Don't let that line go over your head, I might just sing about that shit (Crack, crack, crack)
I had her fiendin' 'bout that dick, there's somethin' sweet about that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
I got some tea up out that bitch, but I ain't gon' speak about that shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah (Fah, fah, brr)
I ain't playin' chess with a checker player
I'm a tickin' bomb on the detonator (Yeah, yeah)
I shit on niggas, I'm a defacator (Yeah, yeah)
I'll put a Migo on a ventilator (Yeah, brr, what?)
Stop talkin' 'bout beatin' girls, you was beatin' bitches on the elevator
We seen the tapes, that's devastatin' (Brr, baow, baow)
You doin' bad, you a bitch and your music trash (Yeah yeah, yeah)
Fashion week, they sat me next to your lame ass, I was truly mad (What?)
All I kept thinkin' 'bout was breakin' your face, but I gave you a pass (What?)
You lucky I ain't wanna fuck the money up, boy, I would've broke you in half (Brrah, baow)
Quit tryin' to be tough, you ain't like that, why you keep showin' off? (Uh)
Quit talkin' 'bout drugs, you the only pack that I've been smokin' on (Woah)
I just hit my plug, told him, "Come back, I'ma need more than one" (Come on)
Your last album was a weed tray, just some bullshit that we roll up on (Brrah, baow, baow, baow)
You know it's on, put you to bed, night, night, that's Sudafed (Yeah)
Show me that I'm tender, bitch, time to prove what you just said
R.I.P. Takeoff, he the only real one that got true respect
Crazy how when he died, everybody really wished it was you instead (Oh shit, brrah)
"You trippin', Chris, don't say that, don't lose your head" (Damn)
You done turned the big bad wolf on, these fuck niggas never knew revenge (Woo)
This what happens when a fuck nigga push a real nigga out to the edge (Yeah)
This what happens when a dumb nigga get fame and it get to his head (Yeah)
You gon' kiss this ring, nigga
Big "fuck you" from my middle finger (Yeah)
I'll tattoo my trigger finger (Yeah)
Bring real beef to your dinner table (Brrah, baow)
My mental state ain't never stable, I know this shit gon' sting, nigga (Grrah)
I'll run your ass through the wringer, nigga
You just got bodied by a singer nigga, bitch

[Chorus]
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with me?
Who want smoke with C? (Who want smoke?)
Who want—, mm, who want smoke with me?
Who want—
Yeah, yeah, yeah

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Shut It Down - Lyrics
Miikael, NovaGalore & TAÉ MONROE - Single
℗ 2025 Miikael Productions / PRTTYBOYNATION Records

[Intro: TAÉ MONROE, Miikael & NovaGalore]
(Loser, ew)
(M-M-M-M-M-M-M-M-Miikael, power up) Ah
(Galore)

[Verse 1: NovaGalore]
Weave too long, let me wrap it up
These hoes get to trippin', I just pack 'em up
Big butt, wanna touch? Then give me your bucks (Ooh)
Get my nut then cut him off, no keepin' in touch (Uh)
He throwin' his money up, I'm throwin' it back (Ah, ah, ah)
Daddy said he like the Range better, so I went with that (Ooh)
I'ma fly the G5, she gon' take the bus (Bitch)
Pretty Gang runnin' shit, just leave it to us (Mwah, mwah, mwah)
Foot up on they backs, man, you hoes so beneath me (Ugh)
What y’all gon' do without Galore? Bitch, you need me (Ho)
If yo' nigga look, I bet that's gettin' him took
He keep on suckin' my pussy, I gotta get him a nook

[Chorus: NovaGalore]
I'ma shut it down (Step through, strike a pose)
Shut it down (Flexed up on you hoes)
Shut it down (Paparazzi gettin' the look)
Shut it down (Galore got you hoes shook)

[Post-Chorus: NovaGalore & Miikael, NovaGalore]
Shut it down (Ow)
Shut it down (Ooh)
Shut it down
Nigga, I shut it down (Ugh)
Shut it down
Shut it down
Shut it down (Post up, shut it down)

[Verse 2: Miikael]
If a nigga on my body with no money, I curse him with pestilence
I call my lil' joce, he give me racks and never estimates
I don't care 'bout no nigga, why would I care 'bout your sentiments?
I'm trumpin' y'all parade, but I ain't bittin' no electorates
I power down to power up, I never gave a single fuck
Don't engage in no conversations if it ain't about a buck
Get on your knees and open up, I'm givin' you my dick to suck
I'm outside with my niggas, hope your pussy ass know how to duck
Where's Marcy? It's a couple niggas who should be shut down
Matter fact, shot down, tell 'em all yo' kill count
The Droid'll never come 'round, I don't like yo' new sound
You ain't in control, what made you think you'd get the Cloud crown?
These niggas too pussy, I'm 'bout to douse 'em with my nut
Cruisin' in Montgomery, shovin' mop handles down they butt
Love the cars and yo' card, he love my dick 'cause it jut
Tryna remodel the drive when I corrupted the LUT
I pull up in a Jag', but Galore wanted the pink Range
I'm gettin' trippy off the red Buzz, I miss the rage
I know you think you got the fans, but them bots on yo' page
And I would hate to kick you down, have you callin' out, "Spare change"
I love hurtin' niggas and breakin' pockets, I'm lovin' my lil' hobby
Clap that ass all on my face to Megan Thee S 'Body'
If I need a few girls on my arm, I'll call up my lil' hotties
Shakin' ass from wall to wall to that new Sissy Nobby
I am the originator, the king, the Droid, the etymology
And fuck Martin Luther, I'm all 'bout inequality
We not the same, I got more money, I am technology
If you don't follow my program, you can die in my colony
I throw hella racks on Pretty Gang and my NATION
If you wanna fight, you can hit me for my location
W-w-we the generation, f-f-fuck the variations
Don't text me 'bout no song, I ain't doin' collaborations, 'cause

[Chorus: NovaGalore]
I'ma shut it down (Step through, strike a pose)
Shut it down (Flexed up on you hoes)
Shut it down (Paparazzi gettin' the look)
Shut it down (Galore got you hoes shook)

[Post-Chorus: NovaGalore & Miikael, NovaGalore, TAÉ MONROE]
Shut it down (Ow)
Shut it down (Ooh)
Shut it down
Nigga, I shut it down (Ugh)
Shut it down
Shut it down
Um, hello? Is this thing on?

[Verse 3: TAÉ MONROE & NovaGalore]
Known to cause a scene on the block, get it hot
If you wanna step to me then it's off with your top
Guillotine (I got that bom-bom like Selen')
I can make a nigga hot, bet he havin' them fever dreams
When I walk in (Nose up), make a scene (Sho'nuff)
Monroe givin' headshots, come and get your close up
I'm a rap bully, bitch, and I'm known to come and diss you
(Presidential suites) Ugh, like the state officials
Ayy, yo, Nova (Ow), I pull up in a space green Rover
Body been tea, you can mix it with the boba
PBN takin' over, ho, I thought I told ya
I'm runnin' shit and steady lappin' across the coast-a

[Verse 4: NovaGalore, Miikael & TAÉ MONROE]
After I shut it down I'ma shake it back up (Ugh)
They like, "Oh shit, Nova finna act up" (Ah)
Strike a post for the flick, f-flip me hair and then I dip
I-I'm the P-P-President but I ain't tryna politic (Galore)
Niggas know not to hit up Miikael for a feature, 'cause I'ma ride
Ain't on that (Bounce it, biggity, bounce it, biggity)? Gon' and move onto the side
Why would I fuck with broke niggas? I bring more than y'all provide
I know y'all hope to mix like Miikael, lil' bitch, continue and try
Y'all cant fuck with me or James Brown, why these hoes so against me?
I be fuckin' your daddy, he send more than you send me
Why the fuck do ugly niggas think that they can end me?
I'm in my own lane, bitch, you could never befriend me (Uh-huh)
Gale or Oprah? A real one issue
This one known for the whip, this one real dismissive
And can get real active, pistol whip you
Now, Miikael, go and make yo' eighteen wishes 
It's my birthday, c'mon baby, shake that ass, ho
She gon' throw it back, shake it fast like a free throw (Hey, hey, hey)
Everything expensive, I ain't never been no cheap ho, weak ho
Line all my hoes up in a row, everybody get a free show (Ow)

[Chorus: NovaGalore, NovaGalore & Miikael]
I'ma shut it down (Step through, strike a pose)
Shut it down (Flexed up on you hoes)
Shut it down (Paparazzi gettin' the look)
Shut it down (Galore got you hoes shook)

[Post-Chorus: NovaGalore & Miikael, NovaGalore]
Shut it down (Ow)
Shut it down (Ooh)
Shut it down
Nigga, I shut it down (Ugh)
Shut it down
Shut it down
It's Nova, Monroe, and Miikael, let's go (Shut it down; Look)

[Outro: NovaGalore & TAÉ MONROE]
Shut it down, nigga
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, nigga (Ugh, it's a real nigga birthday)
Shut it down, shut it down, shut it down, nigga (Ugh, it's a real nigga birthday; Mwah)

Shut It Down

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