Kid Ink Lyrics

Truth lyrics - Kid Ink

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Woah)

Truth, truth, truth

Tell the truth, truth, truth, truth (Ayy)

Truth, truth, truth, truth (Ayy)

Truth, truth, truth, truth (Ooh)

Truth, truth (Ooh)

Truth (Ooh)

Tell the truth

Been a minute since I really showed 'em how I do shit

Been a minute since I been this lit up off the D'USSÉ (Ooh)

Used to hit a swisher, now that grabba [?]

Niggas talkin' big energy, but they coochie

Truth, truth, tell the truth

Let my bitch dress, [?] fuck [?] boo

Everything intact, bring it back in a loop

Nikes on the mat, where the check? Gimme loot

Money keep her dancin', I got a pack

Look like Marilyn Manson, we end up black

Ain't no cap, in my facts, this shit life

Tell the truth, that's on God, never - (Ayy)

Truth, truth, truth (Never lie)

Truth, truth, truth (I'm the guy)

Truth, truth (Ooh)

Truth (Ooh)

Truth, truth (Ain't no truth)

Truth, truth, truth (Tell the -)

Tell the truth, baby girl

Too much Belle Route, I get loose, baby girl

Outside what I drive, that's my new baby girl

Ain't no seats for your friends, only two, baby girl

Crazy cake, pass the blunt, I go OBJ, give me space

James Webb all up in your face

Start the day with my chains on, look like Frosted Flakes

Got a taste, stackin' cake like the oven easy bake

Neo high, red or blue pill, I can't decide

Catch a five, this your first one, we do this everytime

Same dream team, never switchin' sides

Tell the truth, it's on God, never -

Truth, truth, truth (Never lie)

Truth, truth, truth (I'm the guy)

Truth, truth (Ooh)

Truth (Ooh)

Truth, truth (Ain't no truth)

Truth, truth, truth, truth

Turn It Out lyrics - Kid Ink

Yeah

It's kid ink

I know you see me with my back against the wall

Grippen on the cup standing on the booth

I could see the whole club

Everybody show me love haters show me mugs

But I ain't gonna let it kill my buzz

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

Ladies tell me yes they never don't never turn me down

Watch me turn em out

Watch how I do it's the one and only reason that the routin

Everything lucid but I'm heavy off that fluid

Blowin smoke threw your face

So everybody feel included

We should celebrate ever single day

We don't need a reason over here except we gettin paid

Put your lighters up higher then the Himalays

Roll with the alumni bitch I graduated yeah

Now I roll up look like a diploma

It's that fire feel it burnin

Got it fanin like dacota

See my name on the flyer

So the owner make it's quote up

It's just me and my brothers like the jonas

And we sitten with our back against the wall

Grippen on the cup standing on the booth

I could see the whole club

Everybody show me love haters show me mugs

But I ain't gonna let it kill my buzz

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

Ladies tell me yes they don't never don't never turn me down

Watch me turn em out

Eyes wide shut still see you lookin

Walkin on the cloud look up and see my footprints

It ain't nothing but a word let's get it started

Takin shots let's your head snap back like a starter

It's been a long time comin just start payin attention

Ya'll some cheap motherfuckers everybody in attendance

Looking for the ruckis send another round

Rollin with the punches we smokin in the club snuck it threw my bitches

Tip to the bouncers cause security be snitchin'

It's a rockin belvedere O.J. by the pitcher

Got yuh mad niggah that was my intentions

See me sittin with my back against the wall

Grippen on the cup standing on the booth

I could see the whole club

Everybody show me love haters show me mugs

But I ain't gonna let it kill my buzz

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

I turn it out

Watch me turn it out

Ladies tell me yes they never don't never turn me down

Watch me turn em out

Us lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Elley Duhé)

(from "Uncle Drew" soundtrack)

Incoming

[Elley Duhé:]

We hold it in our hands

Everything we will become

We hold it in our hands

The hustle, the struggle, the love

That is what makes us us

(Kid Ink)

[Kid Ink:]

Now whoever thought at 16 this big dreams would turn up like ginseng

My peak is still pending

Made it through all of the envy, little injury

Going full speed like Indy, the grind's never ending

Gotta make sure that you feel me before my time's up

We gon' rise busting through the ceiling

I've been trying to play the game just like six rings

If you could only see the drama that this shit brings

Looking for the light trying to feel the beam

Rushed to sellout but it just seems sus

I came from the dust, this is better than nothing

But still ain't enough though

Can't be caught up soft like a plush doll

It'll be straight, yeah I've been brushed off

No love lost, you'll never hear me fuss

And that is what makes us us

[Elley Duhé:]

We hold it in our hands

Everything we will become

We hold it in our hands

The hustle, the struggle, the love

That is what makes us us

[Kid Ink:]

Said ain't no turning back from here

Try to back me in, might crack your chin yeah

I got another lap to win

And big shoes to fill that only Shaq could fill yeah

No I ain't feeling that fulfilled

Said it's back to drills, drip blood, and spills sweat

I don't care how long it take me

And I just laugh at the ones who said they made me

Go ahead try your best but you can't clone

Put your under pressure that'll break bones

Keep my head way to the sky

There ain't no looking down

On the way to the top

Throw it up, let it drop

Did that shit with finesse

Need that championship ring with them big ass baguettes

I know we'll pull through in the clutch

And that's just what makes us us

[Elley Duhé:]

We hold it in our hands

Everything we will become

We hold it in our hands

The hustle, the struggle, the love

That is what makes us us

Is it cliché to say that I

Want this so bad I could taste it

And it just tastes so amazing

Oh I've got the scars to prove that I

Been put through the ringer but I'm coming up greater

I've got the scars to prove that I

Been put through the ringer but I'm coming up greater

That is what makes us us

Wait For Me lyrics - Kid Ink

Girl you can hit me on my phone

When ever you are alone

Ready for me to come take you down

Baby girl I'm on my way

I don't mind that you play

You ain't gotta

Wait for me

Girl just make sure that you think of me

Think of me

Girl its okay

You don't need to waste no time

I wont be jealous babe

Just keep me on your mind

It ain't a crime go ahead and unwind

Nobody gotta know but me

So baby don't be shy

You know your spots

Just make sure that the door unlocked

When I walk in baby girl don't stop

Ima sit back here for a minute and watch

I'm your biggest fan

When you get tired I can lend a hand

Ima be back real soon

But till then girl you know what to do

Girl you can hit me on my phone

When ever you are alone

Ready for me to come take you down

Baby girl I'm on my way

I don't mind that you play

You ain't gotta

Wait for me

Girl just make sure that you think of me

Think of me

I know I'm running late

But here I come to help

Since you cant love me babe

Until you can love yourself

Rub yourself

It turns me on when,

You show me that your comfortable

Inside your own skin

So use your mind

And baby not your eyes

And make sure you move your hips,

Counter clock wise

This ain't forever, just in the meanwhile

You can call me night time

Cause I bring them freaks out

Girl you can hit me on my phone

When ever you are alone

Ready for me to come take you down

Baby girl I'm on my way

I don't mind that you play

You ain't gotta

Wait for me

Girl just make sure that you think of me

Think of me

I said you ain't gotta wait

Just pulled up feeling good all day

Sorry that a nigga had to work so long

I was up in the studio makin this song

Girl you can hit me on my phone

When ever you are alone

Ready for me to come take you down

Baby girl I'm on my way

I don't mind that you play

You ain't gotta

Wait for me

Girl just make sure that you think of me

Think of me

While We Dancing lyrics - Kid Ink & Verse Simmonds

Mercy, mercy

We already baka

Catch di vibe with di big dan dada

Rollin' [?]

Whine for me and your pun pun, ayy

[?] your blessin' for goodness [?]

We be so hot to touch these days

Need you now, I can't play no games, games

Baby, ooh, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

We don't need to get a room, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

Yeah, let go

Heartbeat, Techno

You know the last stroke, best stroke

Sippin' on this Monet and Red Bull

I got all the energy to get you

[?] so already know the menu

Let her [?] and I got a lot for [?]

Love the way you move

I need a lil' more

Hit it from the back and then I hit the "Woah" (Woah-woah-oh-oh-oh)

All night long [?]

I don't know what it is, gotta show 'em, babe (Baby, show me)

Baby, ooh, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

We don't need to get a room, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

Oh yeah, yeah

Fuckin' while we dancin'

Look, had a jealous to spread

Squad down and they move like me

Clap, clap, need to rest, sunset

Might need to get a room instead

I'm so tired of the fakin'

Can you dance like that while you take it

Freakin' like you're Jamaican too

Baby, ooh

Baby, ooh, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

We don't need to get a room, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

Baby, ooh, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

We don't need to get a room, goddamn

This must be your jam

Feelin' like

Fuckin' while we dancin'

Woop Woop lyrics - Kid Ink

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)

All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof

Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you

All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

While I throwing all these dead pres'

Watch me hit 'em with the finesse

You don't wanna check for damage

I put that ass to bed rest

Watch me pull up in the coupe

Two seater, I got the double with the scoop

But it's a group, same niggas from the stu' (with me)

Dub city, I just send a alley oop

From the window to the wall

With the southshade from me when the money start to fall (okay)

Lookin' like Lamelo when I ball, might pump fake then watch 'em jump criss-cross, okay

I take my hand and I put on your waist

She look and tell me nigga, this ain't no race

It's all good I can move with your pace

While I wait I'ma break it down like mmmh

Roll some then we blow it to the moon

Hit the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom

Legs up and I ate that shit like mmmh

Need a boom boom boom baby

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)

All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof

Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you

All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

While I throwing all these dead pres'

Watch me hit 'em with the finesse

You don't wanna check for damage

I put that ass to bed rest

I'm feeling like J.F.K

Waving at the top of the hook, go crazy

Apeshit, got them bitches jumpin' out their cages

But can't get close, cause I'm way too famous

Still tryna keep it humble

While she bang, bang, the mirror see the gun smoke

Break it down need chains for the hundo'

Every man for themselves, Royal Rumble, okay

I'mma get you up and out them Balmains

See you gon' walk up outta here with no string, no strings

Simple and plain before your mind change lets ride a mmmh

Roll some then we blow it to the moon

Pump the gas and you feel that shit like vroom vroom

Legs up and I ate that shit like mmmh

Need a boom boom boom baby

All I gotta do is pull up with the pound right now and I could get high with you (yeah)

All she gotta do is drop somethin' down, move around, while I pitch a couple bands to the roof

Let's bend a couple rules and get another room, that's a lil' more private, all eyes on you

All you gotta do is (ooh), motivate me with your movement

While I throwing all these dead pres'

Watch me hit 'em with the finesse

You don't wanna check for damage

I put that ass to bed rest

While I throwing all these dead pres'

Watch me hit em with the finesse

You don't wanna check for damage

I put that ass to bed rest

Yu Know It lyrics - Kid Ink

You know it

You know it, you know it

You know it

You know it, you know it

You know it

Sittin' on a hill with a view lookin' over the Westside

Sunset time know the freaks come out like a vampire

I don't just play for the team

Baby girl got a piece of the franchise

Trynna frat nice

It's a party at the crib every night like a frathouse

You know it

You know it, you know it

Don't ask how important

I knew you before this

When you was just whorin'

I know the whole star

I ain't trynna judge you at all the room

Sit back, take a hit of Diablo

And a sip of the Ace, play your cards right

Riding in My Own Lane hittin' all strikes, all night!

You know it

You know it, you know it

You know it

You know it, you know it

You know what you doin'

You know it

You know it, you know it

Ride Out lyrics - Kid Ink (with Tyga, Wale, YG & Rich Homie Quan)

[from "Furious 7" soundtrack]

[Intro - Rich Homie Quan:]
Came in at first, had bad luck
Got a whole lot, remember I ain't had nothin'
We done sold out, now everybody mad at me
Tell 'em roll out, now everybody smashin'
Get ready cause you know we 'bout to be a problem
Hope you ready cause you know it 'bout to be a problem

[Hook - Kid Ink:]
It's the only way we know to go
Squad up, never roll alone
And we gon' ride on forever
We ride out together
Pull up right in your zone
Take over the street, that's how we roll
And we gon' ride on forever
We ride out together

[Verse 1 - Tyga:]
Fancy when I drive, six cars in the driveway
Cash in the driver door, spend it, do it my way
I fight you like a matador, fresh out the catalog
One fall we all fall, crew like dominoes
Paper chase, vamanos, all my dogs riding smoke
Mob heavy like the Pope, for that pot of gold
We are not alone, boy, better check your tone
You gone need a lot of help, I ain't talkin' bank loans
Sit with us, table last supper
Toast to the brothers, some bad motherfuckers
Yeah, ain't nothin' but pure luxury
You lookin' left to me, should be looking up to me
Preferably one of the best
She ridin' cause we next now and forever to death
Be loyal, real, and respect, stay ahead of the rest
We just sit back, relax, doin' things to impress

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Wale:]
Got no time to waste
And no way these niggas stoppin' me, oh no
Flyin' from a mile away
It's not a problem, only real ones follow me
And I can do this with my eyes closed
Blindfold two times over
Ride solo, I got women and got soldiers
I ain't trippin', you try to get it your night's over
Talkin' on Melatonin, get it and fight coma
What's defeat to a giant, niggas feedin' the fire
History, niggas be less them niggas flee when they flyin'
You don't believe it? Then try it
We don't believe in just tryin'
I call it peoples and leave 'em in 100 pieces divided
That's cold cutting
And I've been this dope for like four summers
And I ain't really going for the he say, or she say
Keep it G for Pete's sake
I know this shit that bone you pick
Might leave you niggas fillets

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - YG:]
It's YG 4hunnid!
Is you ridin'?
Is you with all the burglarizing and the violence
If Jimmy got caught up, but you was right there with him
So the police askin' you questions, is you gone keep quiet?
Is you loyal, is you real, is you fake?
When I can't tell that's the type of way that I hate
You got that fake-friend syndrome
There's no cure so them symptoms is gon' show
You know the code, stick around, hold it down, never fold
Like it's a crease up in your Dicky Browns
Hold up, each one teach one
Motivate each one to be something
Cause I ain't just another statistic
I do this, this, and that if you wanna get specific
I'm just tryna make bread come quicker
For me and my day one hittas

[Outro - Kid Ink:]
Ride out!

Kid Ink Lyrics

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Truth lyrics - Kid Ink

Turn It Out lyrics - Kid Ink

Kid Ink other songs:

Us lyrics - Kid Ink (feat. Elley Duhé)

Wait For Me lyrics - Kid Ink

While We Dancing lyrics - Kid Ink & Verse Simmonds

Woop Woop lyrics - Kid Ink

Yu Know It lyrics - Kid Ink

Ride Out lyrics - Kid Ink (with Tyga, Wale, YG & Rich Homie Quan)

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