My Moment (feat. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Jeremih) | DJ Drama

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Drama drops his next single “My Moment” featuring 2 Chainz, Meek Mill and Jeremih.

Watch out for his next album Quality Street Music to drop in September.
Read the lyrics to follow along with the song

DJ Drama – My Moment Lyrics
Featuring: 2 Chainz, Jeremih & Meek Mill

[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment…
Is close

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin’ syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don’t let ’em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin’ for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon’ win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon’ get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of livin’ day to day like everything is alright
Livin like theres one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
You say you got that “off” shit? Hell nah
Next time thats mine
Long as I stay hustling im gon’ shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes im shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that muscle drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, RuPaul
Real nigga in my hood, who everybody gon’ root for
Cause they see my come from that bottom
Where everybody get bodied
They told me get em, I got em
Now im here nigga like yeah nigga
Just Rolls Royce and Bugattis
And M4’s this year nigga
If I don’t grind, I don’t shine
If I don’t shine, then I don’t eat
Won’t eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don’ make no money nigga
Im gon’ take yo money nigga

[Hook: Jeremih]
Repeat

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
Since life ain’t promised tomorrow
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
“I won’t” give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH

[Hook: Jeremih]
Repeat

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We In This (Feat. Young Jeezy, T.I., Ludacris & Future) | DJ Drama

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We In This (Feat. Young Jeezy, T.I., Ludacris & Future)

Performed By DJ Drama

[Hook: Future]

We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on

Red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?

Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone

And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong

We in this bitch, yeah we in this bitch

We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English

Let’s toast it up to that life and I mean it

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]

We in this bitch, we in this ho

I got the .40 on me now, who wants to Plaxico?

Shout to Gangsta Gibbs, he the next to blow

You should see my gangster grill, I light the shit from blow

Snowy car transforming instead of transformer

You ever cook the whole thing on a George Foreman?

What about a nine on the gas grill?

Four-fifty for the silk, pay my gas bill

So many horses in the ‘rari, park it in the barn

Took the ice up out my cup and put it in my charm

And this bad bitch with me from another planet

Stay on the satellite phone — man, I can’t stand it

Hey baby girl, hang the phone up

No talking with your mouth full — you’s a grown-up

What the fuck? Who the hell?

Flashback in this bitch, thought I seen a scale

[Hook: Future]

We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on

Red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?

Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone

And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong

We in this bitch, yeah we in this bitch

We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English

Let’s toast it up to that life and I mean it

[Verse 2: T.I.]

You know how we handle shit, gangster gutter glamorous

Zone One Atlanta shit, over all the amateurs

I’m walking off in here, a boss so, dog, approach with caution though

Disrespect is tolerated, that’s some shit you ought to know

Niggas say they ball, yeah, but I’m balling harder though

Cold as the nose on a Appalachian Eskimo

It finna go down, ho, popping bottles, drown hoes

Paid niggas with us, ain’t no broke niggas around so

Excuse me — who is he? I don’t do this usually

But I’m too fresh to fight — somebody go and get security

I’m buying this, buying that, getting that check and flyin jet

Boucheron, Constantine, Puff like, where you find that?

American at the nature, boy, a lot of nigga hate your boy

Pocket full of money, got more paper than a paperboy

Hoes jocking, on Twitter trending topic

Future, Jeezy, Cris, and Drama

Tip say, let’s go get it popping

[Hook: Future]

We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on

Red-bottom limping around this bitch, what the fuck you tripping on?

Twenty goons, they in this bitch, you better check your tone

And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong

We in this bitch, yeah we in this bitch

We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English

Let’s toast it up to that life and I mean it

[Verse 3: Ludacris]

I’m popping plenty bottles, like I got plenty bricks

Call me Mr. Marcus, I’m in this bitch

Super drink, super smoke and some super hoes

VIP looking like we won the fucking Superbowl

Thirsty chicks trying to give it, I don’t want it

You been in more laps than the Indy 500

Conjure’s what we drinking, faded til the world end

Never see me planking, unless I’m on your girlfriend

Ludacris, I been a staple in this Southern game

Got the best lines, so I guess I’m slinging Southern caine

My money’s louder, you rappers need to hush more

My presidents rock, my accounts are Mount Rushmore

On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots

Altoid can of blue pills, that’s my X-box

You could hate, you could dis, you could make a wish

But eight albums, and Luda’s still in this bitch

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Oh My (Remix) (Feat. Trey Songz, 2 Chainz & Big Sean) | DJ Drama

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