HOTBOX lyrics - Lil Nas X
Bitch
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and ... me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Yeah, 11:30, we gon' pull up in a
B-b-b-b-black Benz, takin' all the niggas
We gon' pop a couple poppers, pop a couple jiggas
While they p-p-p-p-poppin' paparazzi pictures
I got my bitches in the back, and my bros in the front leadin'
He keep lookin' at me, I'ma make that boy a whole eater
I'ma fuck his friend too, baby, I'm a whole cheater
We can go to France, Eiffel Tower, y'all both need a
Real ass one (Ass one)
More dick, more coin, than your last one (Last one)
Fuck that nigga, baby, damn, he ain't that fun
I mean, do he got a song with Daft Punk?
I mean, do he hit the club and his song come on?
Do he rock a weave thirty inches long?
Hmm, do he got a sold out tour?
Do that nigga know Anna Wintour?
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and ... me
I'll be waitin' on ya
He said let's hit the back, hit the back, hit the backroom
You be the carpet, I'll be the vacuum
We can get it in, we can get it on
Tonight I'm on a Xan, tonight I'm in the zone
The bass jumpin', the club pumpin', it's hot
These hoes comin' in the club 'cause they want ya
"I won't say I gotta feel for you, Lil Nas
Uh, but I got a feel for you, Lil Nas
I'll pay the whole bill for you, Lil Nas
I'll do my lil' jigg for you, Lil Nas"
Then he whispered in my ear like, "On God
You know I got somethin' big for you, Lil Nas"
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me wit' your lovin' (Alright)
Boy, I know you wanna (I need everybody to the motherfuckin' dance floor)
Pick me up and ... me
I'll be waitin' (Hey, one, two, three, four)
Okay, now put some bounce on it
All that ass on your body, put some bounce on it
I make it ebba-ebba-ebba-ebba-ebba ah on it
I say ah, put your mouth on it
Ah, ah, now put some bounce on it
All that ass on your body, put some bounce on it
I make it ebba-ebba-ebba-ebba-ebba ah on it
I say ah, put your mouth on it (Dreamboy)
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and love me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Hit me wit' your lovin'
Boy, I know you wanna
Pick me up and ... me
I'll be waitin' on ya
Ooh-ooh
La-la-la-la-la
Lovin' on you
Ooh-ooh
La-la-la-la-la
Lovin' on you
LIGHT AGAIN! lyrics - Lil Nas X
Two in, two up
Back ends, booked up
Look up, I'm flying
Yeah, I'm free now, see now
Society's tie on me released now
Fuck crazy, I'm finna go senile
Big style (Uh-huh), big deals (Uh-huh)
Vitamin water, that's a big one (Uh-huh)
Six mill' (Uh-huh)
Coach came to me like I'm D1 (Uh-huh)
Like Will (Uh-huh)
Got seventeen hours 'til the flight out
Only got time for a night out, uh
So, tell me what you want from me
We ain't gettin' no younger
So, tell me what you want from me
We ain't got too long no
You know I gotta catch my flight
You know I gotta reach new heights again
You know we run it up at night
You know we only get one life for this
Yeah, yeah
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck up the night, yeah
Fuck up the night
What a hell of a night (You know)
Fuck up the night
Fuck up the night, yeah
Fuck up the night
What a hell of a life (You know)
Ok, let's-a go
I'm delivered like the text went through
J. Cole said it's memes and mills
But I'm the king and the jester, though
Niggas really wanna wipe me down
I got more patience than a hospital
Swear these niggas rather beef with me
They never beef with life's obstacles
I'm bad as a bitch with a bone out
I'm way too toned to be toned down
My dick too big, so I'm cocky
Hit 'em from the back while on Twitter with my phone out
Got an M&M deal but I'm Hershey
6'2" dark skin nigga with a purpose
Left a voicemail on my phone last night to myself
Saying, "Lil' nigga, you deserve this", yuh
You know I gotta catch my flight
You know I gotta reach new heights again
You know we run it up at night
You know we only get one life for this
Yeah, yeah
We gon' fuck up the night
Fuck up the night, yeah
Fuck up the night
What a hell of a night (You know)
Fuck up the night
Fuck up the night, yeah
Fuck up the night
What a hell of a life (You know)
Brrt, we gon' fuck, fuck, f-fuck up the night
Bring your friends and release your cunt (Day-day)
We gon' fuck, fuck, f-fuck up the night
Brrt, cunt (You know)
Tadada, tadada, cunt
Kakaka, kakaka, cunt (Day-day)
Tadada, badada, cunt
Brrt, cunt
Younger, younger, youn-younger
We ain't gettin' no younger
Younger, youn-younger, younger
(Y'know-oh)
Younger, younger, youn-younger
We ain't gettin' no younger
Younger, younger, younger
DREAMBOY lyrics - Lil Nas X
Good evening everybody
I would like for you to grab a glass of wine
And let me talk to you for a minute
Look
I was scared then, ain't scared now
Wasn't ready then, but I'm ready now
Yeah, I'm on the way, yeah, I'm on the rise
On the way, yeah, I'm on the rise
Mind your business, I'm mindin' mine
Mind your business, I'm mindin' mine
Mind your business, I'm mindin' mine
Alright, okay, shit, let's talk in factuations
I like long black dick and I like long conversations
I like cuddlin' with my cats and I like boys who have a smell to 'em
Controversy king, yeah, I love the raise, hell to 'em
Just show me mercy, y'all hate I don't deserve it
I heard the shit y'all say about me when y'all in 'em churches
Y'all stanky booty bitches take my fun and make it misery
Hey, hey, hey, bitch, I'm still making history
Okay, I'm global, I'm back to taking over
This shit is gon' get scary like the ending of October
I told you that I told you long ago up on the rows
That I got just what they wanted in
Boy, I'm blessed, I'm born to win
I'm shittin' on niggas, like scat porn
I'm the one they turned they back on
Got fans in Brazil, I'm that known
Fell off for a minute, now I'm back on
I just do what I want, I don't care what they like
Say it with me, nigga (Bitch, I'm back like J. Christ)
Dream on, when the goin' get tough
Dream on, when it all gets rough
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on, dream, dream
I can ice my wristwatch out like I'm DLow
Walk into the party, everybody be like, "There he go"
Baby, I'm a boss (I'm a boss), I'm a CEO
Baby, I'm that nigga, I'm that boy, I'm that negro
Ha, I just put my neck on bling-blaow, like I'm DLow
I just put my daddy in a house, I am Diego
Baby, I'm a boss (I'm a boss), I'm a CEO
Niggas keep on wishin' I might fall, tell 'em, "Dream on"
Dream on, when the goin' get tough
Dream on, when it all gets rough
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Dream on (Dream on), dream on (Dream on)
Dream on (Dream on), dream, dream, dream
I'm your freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky fantasy (Dream boy)
I'm the nigga that they came to see
I'm on Nasarati road, made a lane for me
Fifty million records sold, I am playin' for keeps
Lil' nigga, you ain't seen the same fame as me
Lil' boy, you ain't faced the same pain as me
You ain't that, you ain't hot, you ain't trim like him
You ain't me, bitch, you just like them
Now, can I get a D (D)
R (R), E-A (E-A)
M? (You can get an M, dream)
D (D), R (R), E-A (E-A)
M (You can get a M, dream)
Go dream, go, go dream
Fuck it up, dream, fuck it up, dream
Ah-ah-ah, go dream, go, go, dream
Fuck it up, dream, fuck it up, dream
Ah-ah-ah, dream ain't got no drawers on
Ain't got no drawers on
Dream ain't got no drawers on
Dream ain't got no drawers on
You in Dreamworld and you listenin' to "DREAMBOY"
BIG DUMMY! lyrics - Lil Nas X
Dreamboy
It's Dreamboy in the place to be
All the hoes wanna ri-ri-ride on me (Brrr-baow)
Bitch, I'm in my prime like a paintbrush
Big shit poppin', walkin' 'round in a mink vest
Whoop-whoop, talkin', ain't tryna hear the stank breath
Bitch, shut the fuck up, unless she's got a big chef for me
The hi-hat, yeah, keep that for me
Toot, bring the drums, and you know you gotta loop that for me
I'ma send this to the group chat
They gon' be like, "Who's that?"
I'ma be like, "Big X, dummy," now y'all know I'm comin'
This year, I'm finna tie the rope
Put a ring around this bitch like I'm drawin' O
Tic-tac-toe, line my exes up in a row
One for еach night of the week in the Sherman Oaks
I'm do or diе, I'm far from what they like
My past is dark, my ass is super tight
I'm cute, I'm fun, I'm fine, my future bright
My house is full like 9 on Nick at Nite
In the club, in the cut, cuttin' up (Uh-huh)
Gettin' drunk while I'm pickin' out my pick-me
All my opps and my simps gettin' low (Uh-huh)
'Cause they want, but they know they can't get me
Oh (Woah, brrr-baow)
Yes, it's true (Woah, brrr-baow)
They got me fucked up with all this shit fell off talk
Y'all finna get this heat all 2025
Fuck nigga
Alex, what the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
We on ten like a nigga doin' walk it out
I would rather see that nigga dead than to talk it out
Feds did a sweep on his ass, we gon' mop it out
Front door, niggas come through to the front door
Bangin' on his top like bongos
Shootin' at his spot like cum loads
Two sticks on him, mm-hmm, that's a drumroll
I'm back, I don't know what y'all figured
I'm still that bitch, I'm still that nigga
I been workin' on X, I ain't even on Twitter
Now my money and my house, and my meat a little bigger, uh
In the club, in the cut, cuttin' up (Uh-huh)
Gettin' drunk while I'm pickin' out my pick-me
All my opps and my simps gettin' low (Uh-huh)
'Cause they want, but they know they can't get me
Oh (Woah, brrr-baow)
Yes, it's true (Woah, brrr-baow)
Yeah, it's Dreamboy
2025, look alive
It's hotbox season, baby
Hm, mwah
SWISH lyrics - Lil Nas X
Swish, they gotta make this shot
Gonna make this hot
Swish, they gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, I won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
These days, these days
I walk different these days
I talk different these days
These days, these days
I ain't no longer stuck in my ways
I'm flippin' scripts and turnin' the page
These days, these days
I say a little and I guess it's just a lot
I found a story when I finally lost the plot
I give my all, I'll give it everything I got
I gotta make this shot
I gotta make this, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta get this, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
Uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta get this, uh, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
They like, "Nas, you with this shawty?"
And they say I look like Jaw
All the hoes wanna screw me
I'm like, "Baby, you can try"
I've been busy being busy
I've been thrivin', I'm on fire
I've been jiggin' off these jiggers
I've been vibin' on some vibe
I just hit the bank and cash out
Hit the rank and back out
Hit the studio and make another one
They blessed out
Gotta hit the gym, I'm lookin' good, I got my abs out
Walk in to the party, everybody pull they ass out
I've been on ten like all week
Makin' hits, this all heat
My niggas just out here
But y'all niggas just, y'all weak
Nah nigga, I won't play fair, I'm a bold hoe, I'm a bold thief
Lookin' up at the scoreboard, you would think I'm fucking on the referee, and I am
Swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta make this, uh, won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
Uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta get this, uh, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, I won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
I'm back in my bag again
I'm makin' these front nigga's mad again
Okay, back in Atlanta
Back the family
I'm back in the rap again, okay
Nasarati, get your party on the molly
And I'm hotter than a bitch, okay?
If you want a baller, you could come at Lil' Tim, all the way, lil' bitch, okay?
I ain't leavin', yeah, yeah, tryna swing, yeah
I ain't clingin' on this shit, I'm changing, let's be for real
Drive forward to the net I laid in, uh
Get off the perc, lil hoe you can't contain it
All I do is swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
Uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, uh, uh, swish
They gotta make this shot
Gotta hit this, I won't miss
Another one in
Another one in
Another one in
RIGHT THERE! lyrics - Lil Nas X
Late to the party, come on in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can't get no better (Can't get no better)
That's it right there, that's it right there (Yeah, yeah)
That's it right there, that's it right there
All of these Benz exclusive, yeah, what you need?
I need a nigga with loose-lick hips, I need a model with some big, fake lips
I just did X in the bathroom stall on a B-list star, gettin' my A-list round
I'm JK like I'm next to LM, I'm so drunk that my shit went limp
Aye, aye, uh, pour me some Henny, uh
To tell you the truth, nigga, I'm Papoose, I'ma need my Remy
In that brand new Tron like Jimmy, uh, a nigga finna Turner like Timmy
Then hit my ex like, "Baby, did you miss me?" I'm tryna fuck you and fuck up my kidneys
Fuck up this drank, yeah, babe, that's polygamy
Late to the party, come on, late to the party, come on
My AP bust like the cops when the camera ain't on
Last year, a nigga went missin'
This year, I'm washin' these nigga like I was just doin' the dishes
My bitches is nigga, these nigga is bitches, I'm drunk as fuck, what is the difference? Look
Late to the party, come on, in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can't get no better (Can't get no better)
That's it right there, that's it right there (Right there)
That's it right there, that's it right there
Heavyweight champ, when it come to the drink, I'm winnin' (Lil' bitch, I'm—)
Casamigos up in me, Hennessy drink, I'm spinning, ooh (Yeah)
That's it right there, that's it right there (Right there)
That's it right there, that's it right there
Bitch, tie my shoelace, off that Hen' and that D'USSÉ
I need my hoes by the douse
Let's make a movie, you and your roommate
I get it and get it, came in, they thought I was skemished
Everyone thought I'd be finished
How could he get any bigger than the biggest record ever, ho?
I did it and did it and did it again, look at the charts, who bigger than him?
I take the juice, and I mix it with gin, I take your bitch, and I mix it with him, damn, yeah
Top of the morning, top of the charts, gettin' top on the top of the car
I've been on top, they all said I wouldn't pop, I can still write 'cause I pop
I used to sleep on the couch, now I'm on a beach in Belize, got the hoes doin' X on the yacht
Look what God did
Niggas better recognize who I is
Whole world on my pee pee, yep, yep
Like Cam make 'em, skeet-skeet, wet, wet
Maybach go, "Beep-beep" (Skrrt)
Big Nas, come get that (Work)
Montero, these hoes gon' (Flirt)
Lost and found, I can't find my (Shirt)
Montero just popped that (Perc')
This feel like God is (First)
This scripture a Bible (Verse)
Buss it open and make it, uh
Buss it open and make it (Twerk)
Late to the party, come on, in the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)
Three bitches on me, man, the night can't get no better (Can't get no better)
That's it right there, that's it right there (Right there)
Yeah, that's it right there, that's it right there
Heavyweight champ, when it come to the drink, I'm winnin' (Lil' bitch, I'm—)
Casamigos up in me, Hennessy drink, I'm spinning, ooh (Yeah)
That's it right there, that's it right there (Right there, right there)
That's it right there, that's it right there
need dat boy lyrics - Lil Nas X
I been looking for a muse, need a new persona
Put your picture on the wall, you my new Madonna
Sorry, darling, I been down for a couple summers
Falling back in the crowd, smokin' marijuana
(Oh) I been angsty, (Oh) I been hurtin'
I been tryin', shit ain't working
(Oh) Yeah, I dream big, (Oh) yet I descend
These days I don't know what I believe in
Oh-oh, yeah, I been down but I need dat boy
Oh-oh, I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
Oh-oh, yeah, I know I been down but I need dat boy
Oh-oh, I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
(Yeah)
Man, fuck this pity party
When I'm back up I'm shootin' shots at everybody
Fuck all you niggas, y'all do not support nobody
Show up for y'all but y'all don't show up for Lil Nazy
Look how I open doors and everybody run in
A lot of y'all are just my peers, y'all ain't my friends
A lot of y'all say y'all love me, y'all just pretend
A lot of y'all watch me drown in that deep end
Oh-oh, yeah, I been down but I need dat boy
Oh-oh, I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
Oh-oh, yeah, I know I been down but I need dat boy
Oh-oh, I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
Ooh, I think I need dat boy
I think I love, I- (You think you what?)
I think I love dat boy
I think I wanna get up on em, ride up on dat boy
I think I wanna get up on em, ride up on dat boy
Yeah, I think I wanna ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride)
I think I wanna ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride)
I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
Bend over that ass too fat (What?)
Bend over that ass too fat (Wha-what?)
Bend over that ass too fat (What?)
Bend over that ass too fat (Wha-what?)
Bend over that ass too fat (What?)
Bend over that ass too fat
You in Dream World and you listening to Dreamboy
Ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride
Ri-ri-ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride)
Ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride), ride (Ride)
I'll shut shit down for you, East Side boy
LEAN ON MY BODY lyrics - Lil Nas X
How you in the front of the motherfuckin' crowd with a sad face?
Fix your motherfuckin' face
Let's go
Yeah, yeah, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You know I love you, so I say this shit with love
But please tell your fans they need to shut the fuck up
I'm doin' real shit, some never-worry-'bout-a-bill shit
Some build a house on the hill, shit
The money's gravy, it's comin' crazy
My big sis just had another baby, popped 'em out the labia
My other nephew sittin' in the class with a broken knuckle
He had to beat a nigga ass for talkin' 'bout his uncle
Now listen, I ain't sayin' I condone that shit
Fuck it, yeah, I said it, I condone that shit
Choke that nigga out (Choke that nigga)
Go corona on that bitch
Walk that nigga like a dog, nephew, own that bitch!
Yesterday, just a day, everyday
I'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonade
And lemonades to millions, and better days
How the fuck I get this fuckin' rich from makin' melodies?
How the fuck I keep all to myself and still got enemies?
How the fuck I get so many wins on my itinerary?
It's January, but I already feel the summer
Because it's mine, nigga, R.I.P. to Lil' Hummer
Nasarati, we up
Lean on my body, Lord (Amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul (Amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (Thank you)
See it's time to tell the world the war is won (Yeah)
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin' (Man, wake this shit up)
Yeah, if I was God, I wouldn't save y'all niggas
Like a suicidal bitch, I would blade y'all niggas
Y'all my sons, but I wish I never made y'all niggas
Y'all my sons, but I might just Marvin Gaye y'all niggas
Bitch, I'm back like I left some'
Hol' up everybody, Nasarati's got his next one
My next move always gon' be better than your best one
You bitches couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmup, a tryout, a test run
Anyways, I'm back like a vertebrae
I can drop a sex tape and win a VMA
I'm the devil in disguise, but I'm givin' face
When I walk in the room, bitches better pray
Lean on my body, Lord (Amen, amen, amen)
Bring blessings on my soul (Amen, amen, amen, amen)
And when the war is over (Thank you)
See it's time to tell the world the war is won (Yeah)
You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'
Sittin' on, sittin' on Balmains
Money keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'
They don't want me to want it
Praise the Lord, they breathin' on me
Save me, Lord, they schemin' on me
Save me, Lord, they schemin' on me
(The war is over)
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