You (Feat. Bryson Tiller) Lola Brooke

Tonight, tonight, tonight, oh Yeah, uh Tiller, whoa And Young Lola, controlla Come closer, mad pretty Make me lose composure Tad tipsy, won't you come over Last lap in the city, know I'm not sober, true

Random Access Memory [RAM] (Feat. Clara La San) Bryson Tiller

Storage full, reminds me I took way too many pics with you Now you got me here siftin' through 'em No Tokyo JDM, but I'm driftin' too I just need a moment, when did I get lonely?

Persuasion (Feat. Victoria Monét) Bryson Tiller

my absolutely I'm in no opposition so I'm gonna sit on that decision, tonight Tonight (yeah, word up, huh) Yeah, she talk slick I suppose, right up until I hit it, huh Right on the nose she tryna fuss Tiller

Becky (Feat. 41) Lola Brooke

You know the freakiest ones be the thooties When they see me in all black, I been itching, they fiending for me to react I start glitching, start all in that shit like a piston These niggas don't listen

Pit Stop (Feat. French Montana) Lola Brooke

Yeah buddy, rolling like a big shot Got a nigga caught up off the thirst at the pit stop (You know what it is) Uh, this a big stop (When you hear that) Uh, this a big stop (Hey) You know that shit can't

Stay Gold Bryson Tiller

Don't you know? Girl, you're cold I'm about to lose control You know we're tied by souls (Tied by souls) More than worth your weight in gold, gold Don't you know?

No Thank You Bryson Tiller

Downtown Seattle on a weekend You live kinda close, but not too close Hit your FaceTime, are you decent? It's nine o'clock, you either naked or you fully clothed Why you in the club on a Thursday?

F4U Bryson Tiller

Said I think of you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you (He's heatin' up) Yeah You know, they say it's always gon' be a badder bitch For some reason, that don't apply to you I can't even lie to you

Undertow Bryson Tiller

I can feel your breath on my lips Exercise your confidence, I don't mind I can feel you're pullin' on my wrist Anywhere you want us to exist, we can fly Add you to my mornin' routine Hope you don't get

Find My Way Bryson Tiller

believe in love, but honestly, I don't know what else to call it It's the way you vibe, it's the way you move It's the things you do It's the way you appreciate me and it makes me wanna appreciate you

Rich Boy Bryson Tiller

Hey, hey Hey (Yeah, yeah) Come through where you at so you don't gotta drive Busy through the week, you need some off time Patek on your wrist, know we got all the time we need Makin' up for lost time

Right My Wrongs Bryson Tiller

Could it be you calling me down My foolish heart turns at the stars All that I am is all that you see You don't need nobody else, and you're putting this all on me, forgive me There's a time and a

Prize Bryson Tiller

Ooh, babe Nobody does it like you, baby, no (Uh-huh What? What? What?)

CALYPSO Bryson Tiller

low (You get low) I slide my hand down your back on your tats, when'd you get those?

Attention Bryson Tiller

Yeah You know I see you over there (Ooh-ooh) Girl, you caught my eye (Yeah) Love the way you put it on Girl, you got my attention All of my attention, yes Tight black linen, sheer Perked up in brassiere

Don\'t Bryson Tiller

Don\'t Don\'t play with her, don\'t be dishonest Too many games fucks up logic Talkin bout, I\'m back and I\'m better I want you bad as ever I want you now not whenever Cause I want to give you better

Assume The Position Bryson Tiller

Assume the position Put both hands where I can see Assume the position (yeah) You already know the routine Assume the position Did that ass come with a registration ('tration) 'Cause I can tell you been

Ciao! Bryson Tiller

You got a two-day trial before I take back my time and make you pay Thirty-day trial before I make my mind that it's a waste (Yeah) Trials and tribulations (Oh, oh) Ciao, ciao, ciao Kissin' in Paris, I

Outside Bryson Tiller

White nail polish, ten toes down (Yeah) Look back at it, shawty, don't look down Tattoo peakin' through the see-through (Damn, yeah) Body critical, ICU I see you Used to be in love, now you're like, "Fuck

Waterfalls Bryson Tiller

The way you love me out straight through my eye Gave in to the joy that night Cuddlin' with lies Still room for us to make our mistakes Leave it out to dry (Ooh) Pain and rainbows on a sheet in my lap

ÆON L U S T Bryson Tiller

lil' diva, many can't reach her Diva life, be no opera singer She just livin' in my mind, rent free Meet and greet is all I need Seen her, lookin' like magazines Picture me with the 55 millimeter Girl, you

Down Like That Bryson Tiller

Hey Woo You start your fires, keep people down But you have no idea who you're messing with now (Oh) We take it higher, crank up the sound If you think you're gonna push us around It isn't going down like

Bend It Ova (Feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie, Big Freedia) Lola Brooke

When I back that ass up Back that ass up Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up Lola Brooke Where you get all that ass from?

Don't Play With It (Remix) (Feat. Latto, Yung Miami) Lola Brooke

(Violation) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Dizz, you violated) (Grrr, baow) Don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it Don't play with it Mwah, uh-huh I just want a roughneck nigga on the tongue (Big Gator

Don't Get Me Started (Feat. Coi Leray, Nija) Lola Brooke

Yeah Lola, what we doing, Lola Doing the things we like to do, Coi You know my body Shake it fast, dump it low Make her spin and throw them Os Green light, go Up, down, throw it 'round Pop it like a pro

Whatever She Wants [BONUS] Bryson Tiller

Nah, we just gettin' started It's Slum Tiller, Volume 2, nigga My boy Tylian snapped on this shit We got this motherfucker goin' crazy and we don't even know- Can't see yo' at, peace, nigga, you know what

Whatever She Wants Bryson Tiller

Nah, we just gettin' started It's Slum Tiller Volume 2, nigga My boy TylianMTB on this shit We got this motherfucker goin' crazy and we don't even know nigga, you know what time it is Uh I'ma take her

Run Away (Feat. Bryson Tiller) Chris Brown

Oh-oh Yeah, yeah Ooh, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, baby Yeah Say oh-oh, if you wanna be mine Where you belong is all alone with me, I Know you don't miss him, so I won't remind Girl, you know I don't

I AM LOLA Lola Brooke

Lola, Lola, Lola Lola, Lola, Lola Lola, Lola, Lola Lola, Lola, Lola Uh-uh-uh-uh Big Lo, high off the La Tell 'em I get it, I get it I run it right straight to the guap Bitches be mad 'cause they're not

Dear Dennis Lola Brooke

up in vein right now But Daddy, it'll make my day if you came back down Just let me know if you ain't tryna be seen It's been a minute since you visited my dreams (Daddy, please) Come on, daddy, you

Best Side Lola Brooke

All these niggas get chastised Naturally a baddie, double B's on the chest size Big gator coming straight outta Bedstuy Put this coochie in a Lamb' but you still can't test drive Better get my best side

Vacant Heart Lola Brooke

I miss you I was told I wear the fame well, and wear my chains well I was raised a different way to wear the pain well I was told that Lola Brooke could never gain sales It could never be that bad 'cause

God Bless All The Rappers Lola Brooke

Went out to go get it for a better me Came back, they're asking for a check Is you asking or you telling me?

Just Relax Lola Brooke

think they it, all that shit is cap Wanna be with (This or that), she was never (This or that) We gon' go with (This or that) 'cause they wanna never (This or that) Want a piece of (This or that) 'cause you

Intro (2023 Flow) Lola Brooke

around, I up on that pound (Up on that pound) None of my opps could terrorize the town (Terrorize the town) Fuck up the club and duck from the sounds (Duck, duck, duck) Come play with the clickie if you

Shelter Baby (Be That Bitch) Lola Brooke

I mean I'm saying though, like I waited my fucking turn Set up Get up Get wet up Champagne showers just to make you more wetter Heard they tryna trick me out my jeans, but these leather Trained from the

So DISRESPECTFUL Lola Brooke

I Gotta’ Feel Good (Nigga) I Mean, You Gotta’ Feel It I Gotta’ Feel Good (Nigga) I Need To Feel It Make Me Feel What The Fuck I’m Doing (Uhh) Hopped Out The Nissan Switched It To The Bat If I Take Your

It's Me Again Lola Brooke

We don't open doors, I'm asking questions 'fore I do that Catching hommies where the zoo at, but you already knew that Gator coming for her troubles, so please don't do that A bitch frown her face

No Angels (Feat. Lola Brooke) Coi Leray

(We got London on da Track) [Chorus: Coi Leray] That's that stick, that stick, that mmm, that yeah That know you keep it with me That's that lick, that lick, that lick right there He gon' hit from the

Wild Thoughts (Feat. Rihanna & Bryson Tiller) DJ Khaled

I hope you know I\'m for the takin\' You know this cookie is for the baking (ugh) Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest \'Cause you done beat it like the \'68 Jets Diamonds ain\'t nothing

Tiller JINACPR

We sippin' wild swallowing deep All eyes on me all of 'em watch this I know you've been searching girls like me boy Just let me touch you come in We swerve around need a bank account Keep stackin' up

Conceited (Feat. Lola Brooke, Maiya The Don) Flo Milli

Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Wow) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Huh) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Yeah) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Huh) Feelin' myself, I'm conceited (Flo Milli shit) [Verse 1] You

Lola, Lola Ricky Martin

Sola Sola Te gusta pasear Lola Lola Para provocar una ola Lola Lola Una ola del mar Lola, Lola ay! Pa'donde vas Que mas da, yo sigo detras Lola, Lola ay!

305 Jordan Adetunji, Bryson Tiller

got two sides, lot of options Gotta choose right and (Oh) And tonight I decide it (Tonight I decide it) And tonight I decide it (Oh, no) Down in the 305 (Oh) Ice, chains, oh I know that you like things

Gone Kiana Lede, Bryson Tiller

Gone It's all gone, the peace and the romance and it's all gone Think it's long lasting, it's all gone Blink and you so fast and it's all gone It's all gone [Verse 1: Kiana Ledé, Bryson Tiller] Said we

Lola MIKA

Lola Sex and lies and mystery They don\'t bring out the best in me Keep jumping from one lover to another thank you for the time you\'ve taken cleaning up the mess im making made the same mistake

LOLA MAY-A

, Lola Don't leave me hangin' on Like I don't know ya', know ya' Givin' me the cold shoulder, shoulder C'mon look at me Lola, Lola Lola, Lola Toss me to the side like it's nothing You're kind on the eyes

Lola The Kinks

I met her in a club down in North Soho Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like Cherry Cola C-O-L-A Cola. She walked up to me and she asked me to dance.

Lola Madness

I met her in a club down in Old Soho Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola See-o-l-a cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark brown

Lola McFly

I met her in a club down in old soho Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry-cola C-o-l-a cola She walked up to me and she asked me to dance I asked her her name and in a dark