Kevin Gates

[fox69]

"Thugged Out"
(feat. Boobie Black)

"Thugged Out"
(feat. Boobie Black)



[Verse 1 - Kevin Gates:]
Bitch, get naked disrespectful when we sexing
I-N-D-E-P-E whatever
Ain't got no time for spelling, It's about time you start undressing
All that ass behind you yeah, I can see it from the front
Cutting up the 'ply, sipping Yike, blowing blunts
In the car, oh God I'm nasty
Just said don't put nothing past me
Behind it over, pull your hair, then smack it
Pressure, 'tron, scratching
Beat the pussy, I got come back
Now come back(come back), What's happening(come back)

[Chorus:]
I like my bitches thugged out, on the couch
Making love, in a drug house(ugh)
I like my bitches thugged out, only one who know just what a thug about
Baby, I just like my women thugged out, I like my bitches thugged out

[Verse 2 - Kevin Gates:]
Face down, ass up that's the way we like to fuck(you're right)
On that goose, you too loose baby, tighten up
On a deuce, sipping juice, that's my type of love
(Retawdid)
That's my type of, tattoos all on my body
My whips always exotic(skrrt!)
Talk loud with my jeans sagging, and she don't think it's obnoxious(what up?)
In and out of jail, I'm thugging
She hold it down, no question
Aggressive, get money, she love me, one hundred(ugh)

[Chorus:]
I like my bitches thugged out, on the couch
Making love, in a drug house(ugh)
I like my bitches thugged out, only one who know just what a thug about
Baby, I just like my women thugged out, I like my bitches thugged out

[Verse 3 - Boobie Black:]
Yeah, she official
Thugging to the griscle
Big Chanel bag for the racks and the pistol
Riding for a nigga, she ain't never tripping
The Porshe Panamera coupe, she really about her business
Copped it off the profit, got a condo in the trenches
Flights taking off, she above them local bitches
I love the way she thugging, she roll my kush for me
I fucks with her one hundred, you other bitches stunting

[Chorus:]
I like my bitches thugged out, on the couch
Making love, in a drug house(ugh)
I like my bitches thugged out, only one who know just what a thug about
Baby, I just like my women thugged out, I like my bitches thugged out

 

[fox69]

"Thuggin Hard In The Trap House"

"Thuggin Hard In The Trap House"


Put a clique house on major
Me and Hot Boy we major
Iphone 5 that's a pager
Wanna get in touch you gotta page me
Iphone 6 upgraded
Blackberry love no thank you
Don't know what producer you buyin' from, I'm shoppin' with mills baby
[x2]

In the dope game, goin' crazy
Now the bass hit, shit Gates hit, put a ape shit in a latex still break bread with the ladies
New York State Of Mind like Nas, no wait, that was what Jay said
Young bull with the glass dick got the rillo pack for the filter
Who your girl follow on Insta, heard I eat booty mouth filthy
Poppin' up in every other comment inquirin' if I can DM her
Big booty lookin' like [?], I meant to say like a mammal
Two lumps and a dump truck wasn't talkin' bout no camels
Grab the [?] by her antlers tap test she tappin'
What i meant to say was make her tap out, thuggin' hard in the trap house
East Atlanta got it maxed out, layin' here with the racks out
Pullin up in the [?]
Leave the car runnin' no strap out
What up?

Thuggin' hard in the trap house (what up?) [x2]
East Atlanta got it maxed out
Bank kid with the racks out
Thuggin' hard in the trap house

What up? [x4]
Thuggin' hard in the trap house

 

[fox69]

"Tiger"

"Tiger"


[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
As luck would have it my best friend, the brown skin nigga with the braids
Not the pussy nigga with the fade, but the short chubby nigga with the braids
Got out of jail I was flat broke, well not broke but low funds
Funds lower than they ever was, I was tryna rap without selling drugs
Me and Eric Taylor kept grinding hard, but every plan just fell apart
His mamma died every night I cried, and prayed to God to protect his heart
The label kept on booking shows, most of which was a instant flop
This means I would appear, and perform without getting guap
This the part where it gets evil, got deceived couldn't believe it
My social next to a signature on a contract where I didn't leave it
Me and Tom had a lot of talks, but it ain't really make sense to talk
Told him what I needed as a artist, he will say OK then brush it off
Rap game calling for me, let's run the ball no fucking off
Travis Vick and the name I said, forever I'ma have love for him
Had to focus on my career, others tryna be club owners
Got the ears of a major label, now everybody in the world on it

[Hook:]
Heart of a tiger will commit homicide
Dismantle any challenger or rival
Concrete jungle where we fight to survive
N.T.M.A. to police, you'll never take me alive
I'm a tiger, I'm a tiger
Concrete jungle where we fight to survive
N.T.M.A. to police, you'll never take me alive
I'm a tiger

[Verse 2]
Altercations, I'm thinking Travis must really hate me
Been like a brother through middle school, would've never rapped until he made me
Really used to flip hoes together, go out together, do shows together
Still amazes me, kinda crazy how popularity can make you change
Got his nova I was happy for him
Got his Bourbon I was happy for him
Got his Benz I was happy for him
Got his hummer I was happy for him
No nigga round him would've splattered for him
Put their head on a platter for him
Never disrespected your bitch boy
I protected your bitch boy
When niggas that we both know was tryna put dick on your bitch boy
All you ever did was criticize me
Pillow talk to the world bout me
These tear drops on my face real, my mom will tell you I'm not stuntin'
Juvenile detention for self-defense, broad day I popped somethin'
Her ex-boyfriend broke her ribs, blacked her eyes, I shot somethin'
'scuse me, I'm my own man
In jail or on land
Always tryna fight me
How the fuck you hurt a nigga you love
I would never put my hands on you, reason being you a nigga I love

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Time For That"

"Time For That"


Do you think I'll ever need you love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round still think I'm timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that

Pretty teeth with a nice demeanor
I'm in a rush, it was nice to meet ya
Collard shirt, no elongated T's, cheaper to be yourself
Ain't no wrong way to be, accomplished a lot
Came from the block, ambitious in the trenches
I got a long way to reach
Sorry if I was offensive, but not at all
You got to pardon me at times, okay problem solved
When I hear the word can't take it like a challenge
I don't understand why the hell I can't have it
Help me understand why the hell I can't have it
I was blessed with a swag and I ain't braggin'
Insecurities get covered with designer fashion
If I'm not intimidatin' tell me why you're bashful
If you not feelin' what I'm sayin', sorry for the hassle
But if you leavin' here with me it'll be fantastic

Do you think I'll ever need you love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that

Ain't no relaxin', they pillow fightin' on the sofa
Not at all my main focus though I was hopin'
Pull your hair, kiss it soft while you bendin' over
After that we could shower and I could hold ya
Havin' deep conversation and now you open
Pretendin' that I was asleep while you on the phone
Listen to you tell your girlfriend how I stroke it
Only that it was a fool I already know it, mind blowin'
Phone rang bout to go, is you rollin'
Playin' poker no cards, throwin' hands exposin'
Rest in peace Soulja Slim, slow motion
Kicked out of everywhere, expulsion

Do you think I'll ever need you love more than you need me?
Show me your true colors girl, I just want to see
Cause I done had too many come around and change on me
She screamin' please don't waste my time
I say I totally agree
See girl I'm fine with that
I done gave my watches away, ain't got no time for that
Askin' where's my heart, good luck findin' that
How long could I see her round think I'm still timin' that
Think I'm still timin' that

 

[fox69]

"Told Me"

"Told Me"


Help me baby

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it, seems I don't believe in much

Nobody did nothin' for me when I’m on my knuckles
Quick to tell a nigga fuck 'em, I come up from nothin'
Bad dreams, heart cold, sick of lookin' out
Best niggas slow to major and they lookin' frowned
Goin' shoppin', buyin' belts, even help them out
You was not real nigga, you dependin' if your loyalty is bought
It's sold to the highest bidder
Black bitch niggas number never reconsider
I was born a god but I finally got the picture
Couldn't mingle with the peasants, you too good for that, you different
Smilin' in your face, they see you stumble, they'll kick you
Work hard, trap by myself, I don't kick it
Turn my nose up, sick of fuckin' with you bitches

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me

We share the same cell, help them buyin' all these play the game well, I'm confused by the news
I don't pick and choose
Everyday ready for death, nigga win or lose
Brains blowed out, I'm still goin' to court
Rest in peace Gangster Reezy, I miss ya, swear to God
Marquise got murdered two weeks after we talked
That other boy pussy, he lyin', we never fought
Scared of a nigga to God he never walked
Caught him in the chow hall round the free people
Locker full of shit, nigga I can feed people
Penitentiary rich, got phones in the line
BWA, I was strong in the mind
Drecka come and visit got richer just pow
Julio I miss you, just hit me when you get out
Free throw shot to [?] right on consignment could get him out
I don't want to touch 'em, test somethin' nigga, we swap it out
Bullet after bullet after bullet after bullet
Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest
Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a skeptic
Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much

Searchin' for love in the wrong places
Now I'm givin' up, suicide been contemplated, think I really had enough
I think I really had enough
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me
Wanna believe all the lies that they told me, that they told me

Hate the way I'm feelin', pain killers in the cup
Pray to God I wanna end it seems I don't believe in much

 

[fox69]

"Tomorrow"

"Tomorrow"


I'm goin' out a real nigga
Bread winner business
Shoutout to Baltimore
My H come out of Maryland, see
Bitch I'm from Maryland

[Hook:]
Panoramic roof on my new Altima no Maserati
Low key in a rental boo so please don't tell nobody
She just tapped her homegirl look girl there go Luca Brasi
Excuse me bae I'm on a lot of drugs I'm out my body, lord
I swear I'm out my body lord
Look, please don't talk inside the car
This depression get the best of me
I'm in my thoughts I don't want to talk until tomorrow

Rest in peace to [?]
Boy throwin' 4's in the south
Street nigga step team really pack gats, gold's in the mouth
Momma told me never hit a women but i bat hoes in the mouth
Make the trap roll in a drought
Get the pack goin' I’m enroute
Talkin' that money shit I'm too intelligent
Flip on my flip then I jump in a bucket
When I'm in Cali you know I be thuggin'
I've been shot without a bad leg
Me and Cre Cre in Compton coolin'
On Caress Ave eatin' crab legs
I'm goin' out a real nigga
Bread Winner business

[Hook:]
Got a ramen roof on my new Altima no Maserati
Low key in a rental boo so please don't tell nobody
She just tapped her homegirl look girl there go Luca Brasi
Excuse me girl I'm on a lot of drugs I'm out my body, lord
I swear I'm out my body lord
Look, please don't talk inside the car
This depression get the best of me
I'm in my thoughts I don't want to talk until tomorrow

Lightning fast from the left jab make the right, damn he throw pressure
Man I don’t need no effort, make the coke measure, treat the hoe special, baggin' coke rebellious
Take 'em to trial, no backin' down
The Luca comes out, the day I'ma smile, krill gangsta’d the line
All praise to Allah
The limbs blowing loud, my faith in the clouds
Legal tender we tippin' on strippers that’s my way of giving back, stay out my business
Walk like a general goin' organic, investin' in diamonds they made out of minerals
I'm with my niggas Starlito I kill for you
My heart droppin' knowledge in interviews
My grandmother told me that someones gonna love me the others gonna try to get rid of you
They call me Jesus, I speak the truth

[Hook:]
Got a ramen roof on my new Altima no Maserati
Low key in a rental boo so please don't tell nobody
She just tapped her homegirl look girl there go Luca Brasi
Excuse me girl I'm on a lot of drugs I'm out my body, lord
I swear I'm out my body lord
Look, please don't talk inside the car
This depression get the best of me
I'm in my thoughts I don't want to talk until tomorrow

 

[fox69]

"Trap Girl"

"Trap Girl"


I got a trap girl. (I ain't tell you about my trap girl)
I'm a talk about me, then I'm a talk about my trap girl.

Bricks! 27-5 call me outta town shawty
I'm a drop it off, I'll be outta town shortly.
NBA Jam, I'm on fire like I never been.
Sickest in the city, shid I'm hotter than I ever been.
Fresh, then we are alike. They say I'm hard to like.
Don't respect alot of rappers, feel like I had a harder life.
Trell hit me up, saying Gates we need to talk a price
I believe in you, I can really have you flossin' right
Stay loyal, on my unit ain't been talkin' right
Nigga wanna me dead, got me clutchin' and I'm walking lite
People say I'm reckless, that's just Kevin keep it pushing dawg
Stomping through your section, with my weapon, ain't no looking off
Check out my paint job, my camero burning rubba
I'm a felon with a weapon, lethal weapon Danny Glover.
Ain't trippin' on the rain, so I don't put on a cover
Trap girl, pussy good, so I don't put on a rubba
Sunlight hit the ice, make it gleasing off the wrists.
Children in my section, pass by me taking pictures
Junkies like the rims, then they ask how much the car cost
Stop on any block, turn that bitch into a car wash
Hand them $20, just to let them wipe the cars off
Let my chain swang, I ain't grippin on no sawed off
I'm ice cold, realest though I should warm y'all
Try to take my charm off, choppa take your arm off
Party poppin' off, I'm shoppin in cortana
Me and earl catching sales, while we walkin' in cortana while
Shit all on my pants, handling the work
Brought a couple 8 balls, for the janitors at work

Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
Walk in the mall, people asking who is that girl.
Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
I play the blocks, she be busy getting stacks girl.
Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
My money long, you ain't never got the ex girl.
Trap Girl, I ain't tell you bout my trap girl
You hold it down, keep you with me like my gat girl.

All day, I go get it, but at night I come and sleep.
She rock a lacefront, and fix her weave (twice a week)
Zhandle keys (twice a week)
Cook for me (twice a week)
So I get her nails done and treat her feet twice a week
Trap girl, ain't tell you 'bout my trap girl?
First day I met, told her I can break your back girl
It been a minute, we been kickin it since 06
Grey Monte Carlo I was working with like 4 bricks
Still on the block, still selling rock
Youngest nigga in the bottom, but I got the dumbest spot
Corrupt 730, Co-Running 9 to 10
Don't know about a 9 to 10, you ain't really grindin' then
My trap girl, held it down while I was in the pin
And help me get back on my feet when I came out the pin
She told me to leave the streets alone, I picked up the pen
It's only right, she sit on side of me, while I'm in the Benz.

Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
Walk in the mall, people asking who is that girl.
Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
I play the blocks, she be busy getting stacks girl.
Trap girl, ain't tell you bout my trap girl?
My money long, you ain't never got the ex girl.
Trap Girl, I ain't tell you bout my trap girl
You hold it down, keep you with me like my gat girl.

 

[fox69]

"Twilight"

"Twilight"


[Verse 1:]
In 7th Grade, we promised that we'd never break each other's heart
Fought with the pressure of deep depression while naked making confessions
Underneath the covers, coloring in the dark
Gave LaToya my information and she ain't even call
Could it be women's intuition telling her I'm a dog?
Criminally involved, past-tense on my prior history dealing with the law
And this is no facade, refrigerator in my chest just like Omarion
I got this icebox where my heart used to be
Excuse - that's just a broken heart
I'll think that I'll just hang out here for tonight
(Say Gates, what you doing?)
Playing songs on my invisible guitar

[Hook:]
Every night, I kiss your picture on the nightstand
Love's a battlefield, it's not a one-night stand
Alone, praying every day that I can stop thinking about you
But I would go to war with God for you, baby
I'd go to war with God for you, baby
I would go to war with God for you, baby
I'd go to war with God for you, baby

[Verse 2:]
Every time we talk, it's like you end up getting aroused
Standing, while I'm sitting down with my fingers under your blouse
Still looking you in the eye, you're looking back into mine
If I told you I was different, would you understand the difference?
Try to suppress the feeling of this different way of living
Creatures of the night - we gon be alright
In the twilight
Skin gleamin', labeled a demon cause I can't even die
The curse of eternity - God created me, but why?
If I turn you into I, your age would never age and forever be by my side
Spoke about the wisdom that entered into my thoughts
The will of the universe, including the Willendorf
This is art
I'm a God

[Hook:]
Every night, I kiss your picture on the nightstand
Love's a battlefield, it's not a one-night stand
Alone, praying every day that I can stop thinking about you
But I would go to war with God for you, baby
I'd go to war with God for you, baby
I would go to war with God for you, baby
I'd go to war with God for you, baby

I would go to war with God... [fade out]

 

[fox69]

"Type Of Girl"
(with King Ko$a)

"Type Of Girl"
(with King Ko$a)



[Intro - Kevin Gates:]
Man Look check this out, look
Man, fuck all that man, just listen to the music
The music telling you to come with me
Give your girl the key man, you know you can chill [?]
After you get this dick man what?

[Pre-hook - King Ko$a:]
Got a thing for the thick women
She gon' light it up Imma roll one
She know I will make her mine
But a nigga like me can't choose one
She gonna hit me for the business
I'm gon hit her with the finish
Baby, Imma work you out
Show you that a young nigga really do this

[Hook:]
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
That's the type of girl I hold it down for
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
She know I'd hold it down for

[Verse 1 - Kevin Gates:]
What you doing send an uber
50 shades of gates on her sofa
Forgot to move it right after you bend over
Sip a lot of lean opposite of sober
Goddamn
And I'm going HAM
Pull you closer
Grip you by your neck while I nibble on your shoulder
Text messaging oh woah
In my phone like when you coming over
I don't talk but I listen I'm a real nigga
Pull your hair, talk bad when I deal with ya
She gon' light it up and maybe I'm a chill with her
Big thighs, slim waist, bitch real different
She got her own whips, and a crib with it
Swimming pool out back, skinny dipping in it
Double Mac with the flap
Got the semi with me
Thick girl cutting up when the liquor in her
Running from me when I jump say she feel it in her
Kevin dick, you a dick come on say you nice
Tryna gimme money come on got it off the block
Stand up, gotta stay with me, double stock
Hold it down before you get it, touching every spot
Tie her to the head rail, she be wilding out
Too deep, Kevin please yelling "take it out"
When her face in the pillow hard to make it out

[Pre-hook - King Ko$a:]
Got a thing for the thick women
She gon' light it up Imma roll one
She know I will make her mine
But a nigga like me can't choose one
She wanna hit me for the business
Im gonna hit her with the finish
Baby, Imma work you out
Show you that a young nigga really do this

[Hook:]
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
That's the type of girl I hold it down for
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
The girl I'd hold it down for

[Verse 2 - King Ko$a:]
I got a thing for the latinas
Pick her ass up in the black bimmer
Or I might just do her in black bimmer
She could call her friend come and tag team
She gon' leave all the drama for the actors
And we gon' leave all them games for the packers
No sequels, no missing chapters
And we always getting high like we climbing ladders
Lil mama know she a dime
Hoes throwin shade she still shining
And Imma slide in like a zipline
All these haters acting sour like good wine
I pass through her crib when I got time
A nigga on the road needing dollar signs
Gold diggers see me as a gold mine
But I don't see them hoes like I'm going blind
Kosa!
She calling my phone when she get horny
She in the bed all alone, can't do without me
I'm kissing her thighs touching her body
And she know I be gone in the morning cause a nigga

[Pre-hook - King Ko$a:]
Got a thing for the thick women
She gon' light it up Imma roll one
She know I will make her mine
But a nigga like me can't choose one
She wanna hit me for the business
Im gonna hit her with the finish
Baby, Imma work you out
Show you that a young nigga really do this
Oh

[Hook:]
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
That's the type of girl I'd hold it down for
That's the type of girl I'm fucking with
She know I'd hold it down for her

 

[fox69]

"Ugly But She Fine"
(feat. Master P)

"Ugly But She Fine"
(feat. Master P)



[Intro:]
Gates winning for president
You all bitch ass niggas already know what I'm hitting for
You know what it is with me man
You already know I go dumb
You know a whole lot of, yeah, you know

[Hook:]
She ugly but she fine [x3]
And I fuck her like she mine
Fuck your girl, she a poo poo bitch
You oughta let a nigga run a choo choo with
She pretty with no ass [x3]
And this nigga think she bad
She pretty with no ass [x3]
Sucka nigga think she bad

[Verse 1 - Master P:]
Me and Kevin Gates, we was flipping them off
While that nigga talking shit, he was drinking it all
Until a shawty let it shake, let it pop
Now a nigga back to the motherfucking spot
Make that ass twerk like you trying to get cash
ATF come, then you better run fast
Shawty from the ghetto, but damn she bad
Call her Meagan Good, she the best I ever had
So drop it for a real nigga back on the floor
Then she on the hood, on the motherfucking Porsche
Niggas go hard in the motherfucking store
Shawty got to come back, make me want more
Now she's [?]
Find me in the projects pushing them things
Knowing I'm a real nigga, so she keep it real
Knowing I'm a trill nigga, so she keep it trill
She a bad bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Kevin Gates:]
Imm'a give you this dance, it's not what hit
That beat came on, she rode that dick
Popping on a handstand, and did a split
Katey Red came on and she wop wiggy wiggy
Free throws, freak hoes, knees touching elbows
Lot of bands in my pants, fresh Adidas shell toes
Round the clock (keep getting it), whole block came with it
Get on top she with it, told her drop, she did it
Thighs hypnotize and I'm thinking she's a keeper
Bitch at home booje, I think I might leave her
She gon' make her booty clap clap to the beat
Ugly but she fine, and I think you might agree (Get em Gates!)
Bitch, fine ass girl, making songs about you
Ass cheeks so big, got your thong surrounded
Ass is so fat can't get my arms around it
If you pretty with no ass, get your ass from round me

[Hook]