Kid Ink Body Language

[Hook – Usher & Tinashe:]

It’s not a lot that you’ve been saying, whoa.

But I can tell from your body language

Let’s talk about it (’bout it)

Is you ’bout it?

Let’s talk about it

Can we talk about it?

You ain’t gotta say too much

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

You ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

[Verse 1 – Kid Ink:]

Said you ain’t gotta say too much

Hate when you say that I play too much

When I get too close I’m a touch that subject

I can read your body, nuff said

Quit all that yappin’

Meet let’s talk and a little more action (Yeah)

Now girl keep it G, know you speak a little freak

I can hear it in yo’ accent

So tell me, can you understand my language?

If you tryna ride, just stay in my lane

It’s no other way to explain it

A lame in, fuck, who you came with (eghh)

[Hook – Usher & Tinashe:]

It’s not a lot that you’ve been saying, whoa.

But I can tell from your body language

Let’s talk about it

Is you ’bout it?

Let’s talk about it

Can we talk about it?

But you ain’t gotta say too much

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

[Verse 2 – Kid Ink:]

It ain’t hard to tell

If you don’t wanna take it too far then well

You better stop flirtin’ and stop twerkin’

So perfect, cause it’s workin’

That ass worth all the worship

You been in yo’ bag like Birkin

Never had it like this before me

You ain’t know girl better read up on me

You trying to get high, gotta re-up on me

Bein’ stuck up gon’ leave you lonely for the night

We should leave before the lights on girl

I’m too on

[Hook – Usher & Tinashe:]

It’s not that a lot that you’ve been saying, whoa.

But I can tell from your body language

Let’s talk about it (’bout it)

Is you ’bout it?

Let’s talk about it

Can we talk about it?

But you ain’t gotta say too much

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

[Bridge – Usher & Tinashe:]

Oh they say don’t judge a book by it’s cover

We can make a scene that you be under the cover (Listen)

You ain’t gotta say too much

You ain’t gotta say too much

(Girl I’m talkin’, girl I’m listenin’)

(Come closer, lemme hear ya)

[Hook – Usher & Tinashe:]

It’s not that a lot that you’ve been saying, whoa.

But I can tell from your body language

Let’s talk about it (’bout it)

Is you ’bout it?

Let’s talk about it

Can we talk about it?

You ain’t gotta say too much

Ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

You ain’t gotta say too much

I can read your body language

Kid Ink Bunny Ranch

Mustard on the beat, ho!

Been tryna get so high, feel like I’m in freefall

5’10”, feelin’ 8 feet tall

Coldplay, bands in my G star

And yours ain’t the same ones that these are

Sunset, she just wanna see the stars

Bunny ranch, ran through and seen ’em all

Rosé, take one to the brain

Cobain, rollin’ up romaine

Mix jeans, pocket full of mixed greens

Big team, yeah them bitches cheerlead

Came through in the clutch, hit the last shot

And you was on the sideline like a mascot

West side

Twist it up, knew I wasn’t rich enough

Back then when I was gettin’ kitchen cuts

But right now it’s Dita frames when you picture us

See unique, Rolex, they same clothes, same hoes

Everywhere that I go, I think I seen ’em all

Bunny ranch, ran through and seen ’em all

Key the car, sound just like a dinosaur

Martin Luther, I got everything that you was fightin’ for

Underrated but I’m overpaid, puttin’ in overtime

This shit ain’t happen overnight, my nigga Nijah know the grind

All my chains is shoulder length and all these bitches show me love

And most these niggas broke as shit, I got broke-nigga-phobia

Go green, nigga, ain’t shit that we stoppin’ to

I’m tryna ball like I’m fresh up out the locker room

I came through in the clutch, hit the last shot

And you was on the sideline like a mascot

I got a bitch in the back who only listen to me

She only post up selfies, she don’t post up memes

Might twist me a Swisher, but don’t like Backwoods

I light it up, it got me feelin’ like a lamp in the plug

Just put the ash in the cup, you couldn’t ask me enough

To get my act together, I’m just still as real as I was

I might not pick up my phone and let that hotline bling on you

Catchin’ feelings like Prime Time, Neon Deion

Speed on the track, and this year’s never the pre on

Feet on the dash but never on the table I eat on

We on a career high, man it’s lookin’ Korean

Hundreds in the building, Summer in the Winter

Kid Ink End Of The Night

Oh!

Tha Bizzness

[Kid Ink – Verse 1]

Let Me Set The Mood Right

Slow It Down, Yellow Light

Said The Party Don’t Start Until The Moon Rise

Got A Table In The Club, Full Size

I Could Get You Wet & Take A Nose Dive

Cool Shades, Polarized

Tryna Get You High In The Solar System

Kid Ink Baby You Ain’t Know Him Bitch Better Get It Right

But You Ain’t Got To Get In Line

Lookin’ Like A Play Boy Bunny Hope You Energized

Gon & Take A Minute & Decide

I Ain’t Thinkin’ Bout It

I’ma Make You Mine

[Kid Ink – Chorus]

By The End Of The Night

We Gon Have Some Fun

Cuz Help Me Throw These Ones

In The Air, To The Lights

By The End Of The Night

I’ma Get You High

Puffin’ On That Loud

Girl, I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night

I’ma Get You Right

[Dorrough – Verse 2]

(Now It’s Dorrough Music)

I Hope 2:35 A.M Ain’t Too Late (Too Late)

Let’s Go & Get A Hotel Just Cuz You Gotta Roommate

(Say Girl)

When You Go Winter Time, Tie Me Down Like A Shoelace

I’ma Beat That Like It Owe Me, Today I’m Past Due Date

(Yeah Buddy)

I’ma Have You Right By The End Of The Night (Night, Night)

Ménage à trois With Any Friend You Invite

(Just Playin)

Just Make That Pussy Pop Like Its A Can Full Of Sprite

And Take A Couple Hits Whenever I Hand You The Pipe

Get It?

Pretty Face, Thin Waist With A Fat Ass

Cali Based, London Graced And You Stack Cash

Even Though I Ain’t Headed I Want It That Bad (I Do)

We Gon Both Be Like Satisfaction At Last

Ha, So When You See My Number Pop Up (Lil’ Mama)

That Mean I’m Standing Outside The Do’ & I’m Rocked Up (Oh!)

Don’t Worry Bout The Rubbers, Girl I’m Stocked Up (Bring Magnums)

And Only Time Gon’ Stop Us

[Kid Ink & Dorrough – Chorus]

By The End Of The Night (Night)

We Gon Have Some Fun (Yeah)

Cuz Help Me Throw These Ones (Ones)

In The Air, To The Lights (Lights)

By The End Of The Night (Night)

I’ma Get You High (High)

Puffin’ On That Loud (Ha)

Girl, I’ma Get You Right (Aye!)

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

[Kid Ink – Verse 3]

Girl It’s Getting Late

It’s Yo Last Call

Been Waiting All Night

To Take Yo Heels Off (C’mon)

Meet Me At Valet (Yup)

Follow Back Home

Bring A Couple Friends

You Ain’t gotta Come Alone

We Gon Have A Party (Party)

Later I’ma Make You Call Me Daddy Like Maury

Run My Fingers Down Yo Body Like A Guitarist

Got Me Hooked, Chorus

Why You Bullshittin’ Like A Taurus

[Kid Ink & Dorrough – Chorus]

By The End Of The Night (Night)

We Gon Have Some Fun (Yeah)

Cuz Help Me Throw These Ones (Ones)

In The Air, To The Lights (Lights)

By The End Of The Night (Night)

I’ma Get You High (High)

Puffin’ On That Loud (Ha)

Girl, I’ma Get You Right (Aye!)

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

By The End Of The Night (Aye!)

I’ma Get You Right

Kid Ink Love Ya

I love you any kind of way just say whats on your mind

(Yeah)

There’s nothing I can do with a woman like you but love

I love you any kind of way just say whats on your mind

Uhh yeah she’s my little freak, booby call never call till the week

Damn, on the saturday to sunday call bitch eat her like the sunday

Straight downtown like a one way, track star watcha’ I run game

Got that good good but she’s mad as fuck beat that pussy down

Every time she act uh, all these niggas tryna wait for

But I ain’t love that girl I just like her, I got a girl at home she’s just like her

Tryna have a little fun for tonight cuz…

Nothing I can do with a woman like you but love..

I love you in any kind of way just say what’s on your mind

There’s nothing I can do with a woman like you but love

I love you in any kind of way just say what’s on your mind

Uhh there’s nothing that I wanna do to you but to do to you so beautiful

Damn let me treat you better baby in your birthday soon yeah we celebratin’

There’s rose and patron kush blow but I oh at the party back at my home yeah

Now eat her like is nowhere tell from your coolest smile baby oh yeah

Hahah yeah you gotta front it baby see you over there runnin in the air

Be well I might bite you I have no fear Yeah woooh

There’s nothing I can do with a woman like you but love

I love you in any kind of way just say what’s on your mind [x2]

Kid Ink Gassed Up

[Intro:]

One big chain, but it feel like two, though

Big-ass whip, they don’t make it in a two-door

Two big blunts to the head like a tumor

Steady laughing to the bank, bitch, I’ve got a lot of humor

[Hook:]

I see you gassed up – don’t be a hype beast

Look around, niggas dressed just like me

I pull the same hoes in a white tee

Shine bright, diamonds need a fucking ice tray

[Verse 1:]

Eyesight gone, I’m a fucking liability

Life been a bitch since I took that hoe’s virginity

I lost my emotions, can’t find sympathy

High off life and can’t nobody intervene

Bitch, I’m blowing up like AP chemistry

Feeling like a menace since I went in on my enemies

I never gave a fuck ’bout a sucker nigga anyway

The heat on the dresser, still tryna find my…

Naw, you don’t wanna see me ugly, my inner beast

R.I.P. the club, in loving memory

Wake up in the morning and I can’t remember anything

Probably shouldn’t have drank with my stomach so empty

Shit, I’m wilding – see it in my face

See the keys? If it drop, you should get up out the way

Man, I’m sitting on the world, looking into outer space

Sitting in the Range squares got me feeling out of shape

It’s Alumni, bitch, know I’m repping to the grave

ATM, pull the PIN out like a grenade

And money rain all on that ass like a bidet

It’s back, gangbang, got ’em throwin’ up that OK

All up in your face, in your face like “ole”

I’m just getting started, but the game is fucking over

Hit you with that 5, baby, right up off the stovetop

Meet me at the Shell, Mobil or the Chevron, bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

I say Swaggershipshawty, Kid Ink, baby, KI

Call me by my name, but don’t call me in the daytime

I don’t really skate, but I got these bitches in line

All you niggas thought I would’ve changed when the deal signed

Up all night, take a look into my pale eyes

Gotta keep it G ’til my motherfucking demise

Whoop it, whoop it hard, can’t park this hoe

‘Bout to buy a crib, babysit department store

I ain’t scared of nobody, and I don’t know no other way

Them dudes you with is nobody, we shutting down the VIP

Table full of baddies, bunch of Rihanna and Beyonces

Maker played his cards right, all I got is Ace Of Spades

Back to hit a home run, bases loaded, safe to say

I been fuckin’ on one, you just finally seen the day

Kid Ink Summer In The Winter

[Omarion:]

Tell me what your body wanna know

Fly you anywhere you wanna go

Baby I just really wanna know

[Kid Ink & Omarion:]

I know I’ve been gone for a minute

Just made it back to the city

Lil’ mama got the shorts on, in December

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

[Kid Ink:]

We out in L.A

These bitches all tryna show their belly

It’s a poolside party at the telly

This my city, ain’t nothin’ you could tell me

But I still ride

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times

I knew she was from the dark side

Cause soon as she walked in the door she wanted wi-fi

Woah, it’s about a hundred in the Valley

It’s about a 4 hour drive to Vegas

11 A.M. they in bikinis half naked

Just dropped out of college, all year, spring-breakin’

Take off my shirt, say I’m tatted like Jose

Tell you’ve been tannin’, your skin look like Rosé

Your body, I’ll throw a stack for

Off the backboard, she came back for it

[Kid Ink & Omarion:]

I know I’ve been gone for a minute

Just made it back to the city

Lil’ mama got the shorts on, in December

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

[Kid Ink:]

It feel like summer in the winter

It feel like I hit the game winner

I went from a bucket to a Bentley

And now I’m hittin’ donuts in that bitch ’til I’m dizzy

But I still ride

Hit the corner like I did a drive-by

I know, it was like 2

And you still walkin’ around in your bathin’ suit

Hot damn, I’m sayin’

The more that you dance is a chance that I might not control my hands

From them hands

I went downtown and hit Club Sands

But ain’t nothin’ like Tootsies out in MIA

Where them Latin girls like ven aqui

I alley oop off the backboard

Throw a stack for it, she came back for it

[Omarion & Kid Ink:]

It comes at no surprise

We do this all the time

Every day is like the weekend

It feels like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

Every day is like the weekend

It feels like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

[Kid Ink:]

I know I’ve been gone for a minute

Just made it back to the city

Lil’ mama got the shorts on, in December

It feel like the summer in the winter, y’all

It feel like the summer in the winter

It feel like the summer in the winter, y’all

It feel like the summer in the winter

It feel like

[Omarion & Kid Ink:]

Tell me what your body wanna know

Fly you anywhere you wanna go

Baby I just really wanna know

Can we just link up?

Can we just link up?

I just really really wanna

It feel like the summer in the winter, y’all

It feel like the summer in the winter, aw yeah

Kid Ink Live It Up

[Chorus]

Yeah, I ain’t got a care in the world tonight

We ain’t really worry about nothing

Had a long day, all my life, I’ve been waiting for this moment

So I gotta live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

[Verse 1 – Kid Ink]

Ok, bitch what’s happening,

Heard your boyfriend sheep like plastic

We ain’t in the same demographic

You know I gotta do a Jurassic

Now, toast to the young and the reckless

No drama like the young and the restless

Thank God then I roll up breakfast

Fat boy roll a second

Hello, good night,

Might, tip her if she look right

Just keep on dancing, money talking

I keep on rambling

Elephant in the room I’m amit?

I’m a take my chances, go hard or go home

It could just be the Patron but

[Chorus]

I ain’t got a care in the world tonight

We ain’t really worry about nothing

Had a long day, all my life, I’ve been waiting for this moment

So I gotta live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

[Verse 2 – Mann]

Living it up, see me shaded up in the cut

Women with us with a little something in my cup

Not giving a fuck, you remember us

Yeah we looking different huh

Cause our dick is, super chi

Hella racks, what I’ma do with these?

Spend it all on fast cars, clothes and jewelry

I’m a do it like I do my trees blew

She foolish if she ask ? like 2 or 3

But everybody who knows what’s up, they know what’s up

They see that BBMCG and they know it’s us

We toast it, for our success,

So pour a cup and put it up for the og’s

Who did it before us

For all the all homies who passed that be getting this cake

And every inhale I take say I did it for Nate

Life is too short so every day, we celebrate like it’s our last day

[Chorus]

I ain’t got a care in the world tonight

We ain’t really worry about nothing

Had a long day, all my life, I’ve been waiting for this moment

So I gotta live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

[Kid Ink]

Yeah, like it ain’t no tomorrow

I’m just trying to forget my sorrow

Stand on the waist with my hand on the bottle

Tell ‘em dream or die is the motto

Up all night no sleep till the morning

Really wish I could seize this moment

Hi to the haters, greet my opponents

If you ain’t already know this

I ain’t got a care in the world tonight

We ain’t really worry about nothing

Had a long day, all my life, I’ve been waiting for this moment

So I gotta live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Live it up, live it up, live live it up

Kid Ink Ride Out

[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 Cali Dreamin’

[Chorus]

California dreamin [3x]

I’m gonna stay..stay..stay

California dreamin [3x]

I’m gonna stay..stay..stay

Since you might see bunch of beaches

bunch of pretty bitches

life dnt get it twisted

wrong turn could be missin

stay ridin with the bros

like a car full of siblings

kush runnin through my system straight frm..

California california

swear you ain’t never gonna leave if you get a whif of dis

and my life is like a movie nigga you can get a clip

you ain’t shotn better chip

dhat mean u shud prbly dip

any city I dnt trip out n..

California california

Bitch I’m good wheaeva I go

name any hood nigga bet I know

headed to da store for swishers sweet

n a tall can of ari zona

the sun hotter thn da sonar

where u frm betta own up..ugh

thrw it up..

California california

[Chorus]

So.. dnt wake me up

frm my dream dnt wake me up

but I got a quarter pound mayb u can wake me up

all my bitches weigh a buck 25 buck 40

born bad lik da army strght frm..

California california

All da way turnt up

White tee pair of chucks

let me redesign been dhat way snce high skool

nigga n yo girl been on my dick snce high skool

I’m sorry if you move bck to..

california california

’cause I’ve been here

hollywood all the way to the vantage

Dhats whea nigga use to get my dro

Nigga I’m on sunset sellin out shows

If it aint table n a bottle I aint goin

so much smoke man a nigga can’t breath

has sme fun baby girl dnt leave sty in..

california california

[Chorus]

Kid Ink Round Here

[Hook:]

Round here, on the D-low

Niggas round here call me D-bow

Round here, yo bitch’ll get stole nigga

Got yo section, I know more nigga

For real, round here niggas know I’m D-bow

She know, he know, I’m D-bow

[Verse 1:]

Niggas round here call me D-bow

Take a nigga girl, she reportin’ like I’m PO

Turnin’ from the 6, put the 1 before the 0

It ain’t nothin’ when I’m done

You know I cancel like Neno

Hoes ain’t loyal but they free load

I remember when you used to give it up for free doe

Now all you want it free dough

Somthin’ that your man lack

He can hold your hand but

He can’t buy you no handbag

Cuff yo chick, you better tuck yo chain

I’m D-bow and every day is Friday

Said I’ma get you high girl, gon’ slow it down

Just rolled up, took one hit, you got knocked the fuck out okay

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

Might pull up on the bike and skrrt skrrt

Sup red-red bone, pocket check her ass first

First off don’t be greedy if you tryna stay the night

Sippin’ on champagne, you can’t even say it right

Hate when niggas tryna battle, won’t see the daylight

Know I’m winnin’ like Floyd, you ain’t gotta see the fight

No decision, when I roll up it’s precision

Need a minute, lookin’ hurt up in that corner that you sittin’

It’s me and all my niggas, make you feel intimidated

No intention, we been payin’ everybody too sedated round here

We been in here for a hour workin’ on round ten

Nigga 10-4 this ain’t no Nintendo

[Hook]