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Chiodos – Expensive Conversations In Cheap Motels Lyrics

CHIODOSExpensive Conversations In Cheap Motels Lyrics
I, I, I f**king hate you
They go right through you
Don’t be afraid the pain that you feel
The resistance is what controls you
Covered in sex appeal
I know it’s??? Kind of inviting
I can’t forget how we spoke
You weren’t even listening
Tell me where your love is now
You’re too ugly to be narcissistic
I f**king hate you
I f**king hate what you’ve done
I want to break you
Tear you apart ’til there’s nothing inside
Tell me where your love is now
Tell me where your love is
Don’t be afraid
I love your touch in a hateful kind of way
Come on and move a little closer
Let me savor that grin on your face
Tell me where your love is
You’re disgusting, don’t be optimistic
I f**king hate you
I f**king hate what you’ve done
I wanna break you
Tear you apart ’til there’s nothing inside
Tell me where your love is now
Tell me where your love is
It’s not for real, I’ll stop when your God shows up
It’s not for real, I’ll stop when your God shows up
Tell me
I am God
Tell me
I am God
I know it’s (????) inviting
I can’t forget how we spoke
You weren’t even listening
Tell me where your love is now
Tell me where your love is
I f**king hate you
I hate you
I f**king hate
Die

Chiquis Rivera – Horas Extras Lyrics

CHIQUIS RIVERAHoras Extras Lyrics
Me canse
De escucharte estar soportando tanta estupides
No me sirve de nada que digas que estas a mis pies
Mejor ubicate sabes bien
que me gusta lo bueno y por cierto soy mucha mujer
Que si quiero te mando a volar pero en un dos por tres
Ya te adverti una vez porfavor escuchame bien
Si vas a querer conmigo no la tienes facil porque no te alcanza ni con horas extras
Si no es a mi modo mejor ni te acerques y te da la vuelta
No vas a comprarme si bien que conosco todas tus miserias
Si vas a querer conmigo no la tienes facil porque tus propuestas no valen la pena
lo que a ti te falta lo que ami me sobra usa tu cabeza
para mi los hombres de medio calibre ya ni me interesan
Y no te va alcanzar para conquistarme ni con horas extras chiquitito
Sabes bien que me gusta lo bueno y por cierto soy mucha mujer
que si quiero te mando a volar pero en un dos por tres
ya te advertí una vez porfavor escuchame bien
si vas a querer conmigo no la tienes facil porque no te alcanza ni con horas extras
si no es a mi modo mejor ni te acerques y te da la vuelta
no vas a comprarme se bien que conosco todas tus miserias
si vas a querer conmigo no la tienes facil porque tus propuestas no valen la pena
lo que a ti te falta lo que a mi me sobra usa tu cabeza
para mi los hombres de medio calibre ya ni me interesan
Y la pura neta que no

Tellaman – S.A.P Lyrics ft. Nasty C & DA L.E.S

Nasty C & DA L.E.S

South African rapper who goes by the real name Thelumusa Owen and hails from Durban, KwaZulu-Natal drops off a new up tempo record called SAP.  
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Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Tory Lanez, Future

Pull up, haha Am I the only one for you? All want honors, for my bad teams Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Do you shop in Paris, like you in Dubai? Yeah, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez & Future] Do you drink or smoke? Do I mean everything to you? or play with your nose (your nose) See this Lamborghini (skrr, skrr) Blue paint, wet look like it’s a blue martini (splash) We be down on Collins, when we in Miami (in Miami) Top down, shawty, said that “I ain’t got no panties” Wait, switch, switch it up Look, thats a bad ting, with a bad ting You see how many bad tings, cash brings? (drop them bands) Christmas gift wrapped, bow tie on them brand new Benz (ooh) Never felt this feelin’ before (true) Are you rollin’ and rollin’ and rollin’ like you on a boat Never been with a real one (real one) Red bottom like you gon’ kill some’ (kill some’) Giuseppe shoes with the gold on it (ooh) You a bad ting for real hun (for real hun) You a bad ting for real hun (real hun, real hun) Shawty, tell me
READ  Tekno – Pana Lyrics Remix ft. Pull out pieces, lookin’ like I’m whippin’ dope (whippin’ dope) You can tell them fuck niggas, I’m with this smoke (With this smoke) Shawty, came around, she on a new pretty (new pretty) Feel like 60 thousand, on some new titties (skrr, skrr, switch it up)
[Chorus: Future] All boss bitches, for my boss team (boss team) I see bad things on a good girl (good girl) All want honors, for my bad team (bad team) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz & Future] New louboutin for my bad ting Felipe and Mcqueen, thats a cash ting (cash ting) Do you drink or do you smoke (do you smoke) Do you take Molly? Are you takin’ flight? Yemi Alade
[Pre-Chorus: Future] Do you drink or smoke? Can you get drunk with a bad bitch, right? (got a man) Do he take you shoppin’, do he drop them bands? Can we go home and make love tonight? Do you shop in Paris, like you in Dubai? (drink or smoke) Future, Hendrix Do I mean everything to you? Tory Lanez, Future

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Advertisements Its the Richmix Do I mean everything to you? Tory Lanez, Future

[Intro: Future] Drink or smoke Am I the only one for you? [Verse 3: Future] Swap out your Gucci for coochie All of my good ones wear Louis Harder you go, the more money you get The more money you get, the more shit you could go buy You grind the way to the top That pussy good thats why you rise I filled out your watches Got rich, and bought the whole block I grew up on Thats how you do it Chanel and those Berkins, you hate the influence Right talkin’ money, she speakin’ it fluent I’m working that wood, she know how to do it
[Pre-Chorus: Future] Do you drink or smoke? (pull up) All of them different bags, must be nothin’ (not even designer) Can you cop a ‘rari, or switch a private plane (skrr, switch it up)
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[Chorus: Future] All boss bitches, doin’ boss things (boss things) All boss bitches for my boss team (boss team) I see bad things on a good girl (good girl) All want honors, for my bad team (bad team) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Outro: Future] Te-te-tell me you don’t wanna test the prototype (prototype) Get back out to sleep, ’cause you the photo type (photo type) Do you fuck with locos? (pull up) All of them different bags, must be nothin’ (not even designer) Can you cop a ‘rari, or switch a private plane (skrr, switch it up)
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[Hook: Future ] All boss bitches, doin’ boss things (boss things)
[Verse 2 : Tory Lanez ] Do some lean shoppin’ that some mad ting We already know Serano, got the bad tings All bad bitches, talkin’ bad tings Whippin’ on the 40, talkin’ mad tings So, when I pull up in Miami Bad bitches callin’ me daddy Pourin’ that Dirty Diana, yeah Putting a 4 in the lean She got me goin’ I’m leanin’ Shawty you know that my [?]
[Bridge: Future] Am I the only one for you? Zoey Dollaz – Bad Tings Richmix Lyrics ft. Shawty, you know that I’m lovin’ the way you movin’ that body Said them jeans fit on you like Pirellis on a new Bugatti (skrr, skrr) Said them jeans fit on you like Pirellis on a new Bugatti (skrr, skrr) Shawty, do you got a man?

Live Stream Reggae Sumfest 2017 Here In HD

Dancehall Night is on Friday, July 21 and Reggae Night is on Saturday, July 22. Other artists on the lineup includes Aidonia, Bounty Killer, Masicka, Dexta Daps, Tommy Lee Sparta, Spice, Shenseea, Tifa, Devin Di Dakta, Iyara, Singer J, Ding Dong, and Canadian singer Tory Lanez. You can live stream the 2017 Reggae Sumfest music festival in Montego Bay Jamaica video the players below. This year’s lineup sees some strong outings from the likes of Alkaline and Mavado who headline Dancehall Night. You can stream the show on any device including smartphones, laptops, tablets and smart TV. Saturday will see some big names in action like Sean Paul, Sean Kingston, Jah Cure, Beenie Man, Sizzla Kalonji, Mad Cobra, Christopher Martin, Queen Ifrica, Kabaka Pyramid and more.

Damian Marley New Album “Stoney Hill” (Stream & Download)

Slave Mill
17. Nail Pon Cross
4. Perfect Picture f. Caution
18. Damian Marley celebrates his 39th birthday with the release of his fourth solo album Stony Hill and you can now stream and download it on iTunes/Apple Music below. Stony Hill is the follow up album to Gong’s 2005 LP Welcome To Jamrock. Living It Up
8. A large part of the album was recorded at the Tuff Gong studio in Kingston and coincidentally JAY-Z was in the same studio recently where he recorded “Bam” with Junior Gong. 5. Speak Life Time Travel
7. Intro
2. Stream and download Damian Marley new album Stony Hill on iTunes/Apple Music below. Stephen Marley
14. Upholstery f. So A Child May Follow
16. The Struggle Discontinues
10. Medication f. Looks Are Deceiving
9. The production on the album is a cut above what we’ve grown use to in the local dancehall scene. Grown & Sexy f. Here We Go
3. Autumn Leaves
11. Everybody Wants To Be Somebody
12. Stony Hill tracklist:
1. Stony Hill sees Damian “Jr Gong” Marley bringing his A-game and his artistic genius to the forefront of the reggae/dancehall genre. Major Mayjah
13. Stephen Marley
6. Stony Hill artwork. The 18-track album was released on Republic Records and features guest appearance from Stephen Marley and Major Myjah. Stephen Marley
15. R.O.A.R. His brother Stephen Marley appeared on the album both as an artist and a producer.

Sage the Gemini – Grip Lyrics

[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night
[Verse 1: Sage the Gemini]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Goddamn, goddamn, I might see something
Grip good, grip good, I might clean something
Drop my girls an ATM, the rest don’t mean nothing
Snatch they chains, they like
“Give it back ’cause it means something”
Drop top, roll with me, cruise, cruise, cruise
Might cop you a whip for good swimming, that’s that carpool
Keep it quiet, you know other bitches hate
You don’t talk much, but you got that Ricky Lake
I let you drive the whip, but you got your own shit
You so independent, you could flood your own wrists
She love a nigga who don’t want her ’cause she spend
And I don’t trip on who she with
[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
She got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night
[Verse 2: Kent Jones]
I’m on call time, but ain’t got time to call
My baby tried to walk before she tried to call
I think her name was Tyler, I told Tyler, “No”
And she know my head cold, that pussy diet
All I do is put my lips to hers, I call that dialogue
You still ain’t good with all that effort, I don’t try at all
You still be talking ’bout what you gon’ do, I tried ’em all
Stiff at the end of the bed like you gon’ die a log
She grip it, baby, yeah, she grip it tight
I called her my snow bunny and she gave me frostbite
You tripping, baby, won’t pay your flight
My second single, bitch don’t mind, it’s alright
[Chorus: Kent Jones & Sage the Gemini]
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
My baby say she got that grip tight
She got that grip, I got her dripping all night
I might get the Balmain on you
It’s so good, might put my name on you
You got that grip (Grip it, baby) tight (She grip it tight)
You got that grip (Grip it, baby)
Got you dripping all night

Meek Mill – These Scars Lyrics

Friends turned to foes, niggas leavin’ me no choice
Hoes gettin’ exposed, make a nigga cut them short
Hit a few licks before I made it out of choice
[Chorus: Guordan Banks]
The land they gave us was always ours
Don’t close the door, you owe us more, uhh
I know that it’s hard to face reality, mm
And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah
And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
If you never seen a dream fade away behind all these bars
And only god can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh [Verse 1: Meek Mill]
When I was on ‘gram entertaining all the rap beefs
We was on the hood goin’ to war on the backstreets
Bulletproof Caddy like who said they gon’ get at me
Pull up in your hood, niggas running like a track meet
No more Rollies, I’m just buying more properties
Young niggas watching me, give ’em that game properly
Past go twice, skip jail, build a monopoly
Don’t let ’em trick you outta your spot
Nigga you gotta be retard or you could treat me out this new Gallardo
Since I been gettin’ it, ain’t miss a season from Ricardo
Tisci when they see me, know me at Wells Fargo
Still rappin’ like it’s no tomorrow
So I don’t have to stand, let me borrow
And let you in my circle, but that’s coming with a cost though
You don’t work, you gon’ starve yo
Dime in the crib, tip-toeing on the marble
Rockin’ all this ice, I’m just tryna hide my scars tho
Somethin’ bout that Wraith and them lights, how them stars glow
Give me motivation, out in Miami, know the Haitians
All the hitters got the bitches and I’m MMG
A legend on Collins how they gon’ remember me
Young niggas
[Chorus: Guordan Banks]
The land they gave us was always ours
Don’t close the door, you owe us more, uhh
I know that it’s hard to face reality, mm
And when they changed, they were all surprised but me
And we buy Wraiths to hide behind these stars, yeah
And we rock all this ice just to hide these scars
If you never seen a dream fade away behind all these bars
And only god can touch your soul behind all these bars, oh
[Verse 2: Future]
Patek on, iced out, yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Hundred rounds, brrr, spend live by (brr)
Drankin’ purple lean, fuck my sky dive
Ridin’ in them Wraiths like a shotta (skrrt skrrt)
Skipped out of school, whipped a deuce to a four
Chanel on my whore, got the marble on my floor
Ten year deal just to wear Diadora
I secure the bag first round, that’s of course
Cocaina white inside, that’s a Porsche
Came from the gutter, nigga trapping is a sport
Young nigga don’t spray the drum in the court
That’s the Actavis, pop the seal like a cork
They running out of info, making rumours, what’s your source?

Meek Mill – Ball Player Lyrics

Trap house boomin, Feds at the door, nigga like “what do they want?!” Yeah! [Chorus: Quavo]
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of ’em natural, other eight all plastic
They don’t wanna go to college
But the brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
When I drink the right medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin’ like Blue’s Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Pickin’ up dope with the U-Haul (dope)
Wrist cold like Utah (burr)
Waterboy, foosball (water)
Waterboy, foosball (water, let’s go)
I bet you niggas can’t re-up (no)
Swimmin’ in dope with my knees up (dope)
Migo gang, streets need us
DreamChasers, streets need us
Put that pot in that stove, watch it come back yay
Keep your eye on that road, when you’re pushin’ yay
Extra percent for my assassin
Tell my shooters, “Do ’em nasty”
No witness, no evidence (no evidence)
Put ’em all in a casket
[Chorus: Quavo]
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of ’em natural, other eight all plastic
They don’t wanna go to college
But their brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
Wanna drink the white medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin’ like Blue’s Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
[Bridge: Quavo]
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Gang, gang, gang! Yeah! We shooting dice on a PJ, I put ya bitch in a 3 way
I hit her up for the replay and she bring it back like a DJ
[Chorus: Quavo]
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of ’em natural, other eight all plastic
They don’t wanna go to college
But the brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
When I drink the right medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin’ like Blue’s Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of ’em natural, other eight all plastic
They don’t wanna go to college
But the brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
When I drink the right medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin’ like Blue’s Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell [Chorus: Quavo]
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of ’em natural, other eight all plastic
They don’t wanna go to college
But the brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
When I drink the right medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin’ like Blue’s Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, fuck up a check (fuck it up)
I might go flood the Patek
I’m at the jeweler, 200 in cash
I tell that nigga to bust at my neck
I’m with your bitch and she bustin’ it down
Bustin’ it open, we bustin’ at necks
I let it go when I bust in her mouth
She come in the kitchen, you love her to death (ew)
Kickin’ that shit like Bruce Lee
Zone, zone, zone, no 2, 3
I won’t fuck her shoes cheap
Stacking that paper like loose leaf
Pull up in the hood, we too deep
Big Maybach, like ‘scuse me
My friends they like uzis
I don’t play with no goofy’s
Hell no! Shipping them packs through the FedEx
Send it, just give me ya address
Handling shipping, we charge you
Price up and down like it’s NASDAQ
Scoop a supermodel in the Murcielago, hit her, make her take a cab back
You put your bitch on shelf nigga, I make my hoe bring that cash back
Put that Pyrex on the stove, water whip, 28 Jump!

Meek Mill – We Ball Lyrics

RIP Dex Osama
Lil Snupe
All the fallen soldiers
Scooter, Truce
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
When they killed my nigga Snupe I seen my young nigga
In the casket he ain’t even have no blood in him
Prolly the reason why I keep taking these drugs quicker
Ain’t got no patience for these motherfuckin’ fuck niggas
I watch everybody change, they thought I lost it
But now they all bustin’ U-ies its goin’ cost ’em
I seen Chino shut the casket on the coffin (Truce)
Killed his only big brother and we lost him
So I’ma hold it down ’til we all win
We’ve been at the clear port ballin’
I just want to see my niggas flossin’
Hundred bands everytime I walk in
If you keep it trill you’ll get a blessing for it
Deep down in the trenches with that Wesson on me
My mama, she can’t sleep, I come here early mornings (mama)
But mama I got thirty in this dirty .40
Any weapon formed against me shall not prosper
Used to pray them Ramen noodles turned to lobster
Gotta watch my own homies on the roster
‘Cause this the type of money get your lined up
And I can’t trust nobody
They hit your homie and they knocked the soul out him
They said that they would ride or die but ain’t nobody roll ’bout him
Three felonies, ain’t graduate, no I am not your role model
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I hope the lord got us
When they killed my nigga, I seen the footage on the tape
Man I must’ve threw up everything I ever ate
Man I know he got some dice at the heaven gates
Kicking shit with all these bitches like he’s Kevin Gates
Relax your mind and kick your feet way up
Selling dog food tryna feed my pups
Young rich nigga and I’m built Ford Tough
And I’m throwing through stuff, I don’t feel no love
And I shake your body and you still wake up
Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
The feds watching and they still might come, I’m gone
I wan’ see my brother with the Patek not the static
Gucci wrap your toe up, got retarded with my daddy
All they seen was red bottoms bleeding by the casket
Perkys got me focused, I done noticed all the damages
I don’t see no purpose, in the county eating sandwiches
Lost so many niggas, I went crazy, I couldn’t balance it
You can’t question god, yeah yeah, these challenges
Sipping on this Actavis, I swear I gotta manage it
SRT the challengers
Make that work do acrobatic flip, accurate
And I’m leaning like a project banister
I’m a boss, I ain’t never need a manager
Got rich with Thug scandalous, ayy
[Outro: Young Thug]
Fuck it, we ball, yeah
All the soldiers we lost, yeah
Fuck it, we ball
For all the soldiers we lost
Shawty on percocets in the bag (all the soldiers we lost)
Got a Rollie and a Pateky in my bag (all the soldiers we lost)
She just got a nose job and it went that bad (fuck it, we ball)
I was juggin’ round the city, I came back
Fuck it, we ball
Yeah, fuck it, we ball
Tear down the mall, yeah
Fuck it, we ball
Tear down the mall, ayy [Intro: Meek Mill]
Yeah!

Lana Del Rey – God Bless America – And All Beautiful Women In It Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Take me as I am
Take me, baby, in stride
Only you can save me tonight
There’s nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
You let me in, don’t leave me out
Or leave me dry
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Even when I’m alone
I’m not lonely
I hear the sweetest melodies (sweetest melodies)
On the fire escapes of the city
Sounds like I am free
It’s got me singing
[Chorus 1]
God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it
God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it
May you stand proud and strong
Like Lady Liberty shining all night long
God bless America
[Verse 2]
Take me as I am
Don’t see me for what I’m not
Only you can hear me tonight
Keep your light on, babe
I might be standing outside
You let me in, don’t leave me out
Or leave me dry
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Even walking alone, I’m not worried
I feel your arms all around me (arms around me)
In the air on the streets of the city
Feels like I am free
It’s got me thinking
[Chorus 1]
God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it
God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it
May you stand proud and strong
Like Lady Liberty shining all night long
God bless America
[Bridge]
(Sweetest melodies)
Even with you I’ve got no one to lose
So you’d better believe that nobody can make me feel lonely
Because I hear (sweetest melodies)
Even when you talk that talk with the lights on
I still somehow know that I’ll never feel, ever feel lonely
I have no fear, It’s got me thinking (Yeah)
[Chorus 2]
God bless America, and all the beautiful women in it
God bless America, and all the beautiful people in it
May they stand proud and strong
Like Lady Liberty shining all night long
God bless America, and all the beautiful people in it
And all the beautiful people in it

Kash Doll – 2 On Lyrics

[Hook: Tinashe]
Let’s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let’s roll
I love to get 2 on
I love to let’s roll
I love to get 2 on
Let’s roll
I love to get 2 on
I love 2, let’s roll
[Verse 2: Kash Doll]
Kash Doll, with the ass out
Throw it back, make a grown nigga tap out
Fuck a baller, belly nigga, pull some racks out
If you ain’t got no cash, nigga sit your ass down
Dang, all in a bitch face
Talking bout you bout to ball like, oh bitch, k
I’m with some bad bitches
Type you never had bitches
I might let you hit it, but you couldn’t pay the tab nigga [Verse 1: Kash Doll]
Wake up in the morning give me head, nigga
Treat me like a queen, breakfast in the bed, nigga
Yeah, if you scared call the rev, nigga
Thick bitch, so you better come prepared nigga
Yeah, OT shit
I be in L.A popping bottles on the beach, shit
I’m so fucking G, we should call this shit the G mix
Kash Doll, Tinashe, baby it’s the remix!

Kash Doll – Panda Lyrics

[Outro
Have you ever had a panda pussy? but I ain’t Haitian
Play a nigga like a Playstation
The game ma, I’m running that
It’s bank time, where your money at? Got lil’ bread, for a lil’ head
I’m a boss bitch, I ain’t stunting that
In one moth, made a hundred racks
My mic on, my ass fat
Pussy wrapped up, it’s all crack
I’m killing it, funeral, all black
Woah! Haha, panda pussy
Yeah, I had to
Aye, I’m just gonna kill all these remixes since I can’t do my own shit right now
Haha, fuck these labels
Swear to god
A bitch dropped a mixtape and it revived
I swear to god [Intro]
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
[Hook]
My pussy fatter than a panda
I got a plug in Atlanta
He take me shopping in the phantom
He buy me gifts, I call him Santa
My pussy fatter than a panda
I got a plug in Atlanta
He take me shopping in the phantom
He buy me gifts, I call him Santa
I’m slayng these bitches a not
I’m slaying these bitches, my hobby
Pussy fatter than a panda
Pussy fatter than a panda
Your nigga my personal Santa
Don’t blow bitch I’m Tony Montana
[Verse 1]
Send a hundred bottles to my section
Got bad bitches in my VIP
Hundred thousand, nothing less than
We lit that bitch up like a Christmas tree
We lit that bitch up, a first energy
See I do not know what to tell you
Wanna fuck with Kash
Wanna run me that
I’m hard on a nigga, Griselda
I’m starting to teach hoes a lesson
I’m stunting to fight off oppression
Got pussy thats like a vacation
Real niggas all in formation
A hundred thousand thats the Audi
God bitch, I’m just getting started
I been getting money, I been styling on it
Yeah bitch I’ve been pushing the foreigns
[Bridge]
Woah, I think I’m gonna come back one more time
I’ll just come right back, haha
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
Panda pussy
[Hook]
My pussy fatter than a panda
I got a plug in Atlanta
He take me shopping in the phantom
He buy me gifts, I call him Santa
My pussy fatter than a panda
I got a plug in Atlanta
He take me shopping in the phantom
He buy me gifts, I call him Santa
I’m slayng these bitches a not
I’m slaying these bitches, my hobby
Pussy fatter than a panda
Pussy fatter than a panda
Your nigga my personal Santa
Don’t blow bitch I’m Tony Montana
[Verse 2]
I’ma make ’em sick ’till they all hurl
Black american, doll girl
Good pussy, I got the power
Fuck you pay me, it’s our world
Money up, I’ve been finessing
Princess cut, I’m VVS’ing
Sak pase!

Damian Marley – Autumn Leaves Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh autumn seems to never end
Leaves are always brown
Summer seems to never tend
To ever come around
Springtimes are for beginnings
When true love is found
Winters are for finishings
True love stands it’s grounds
Now I hear no happy songs
Birds have all gone south
Right Green Pastors drying up
And plenty turn to drought
[Chorus]
Life is full of ups and downs
The carousels of love
Good times, bad times, smiles and frowns
Don’t give up. On me
[Verse 2]
Time flies by while having fun
It’s all gone in a wink
And now the days feel more like much
Don’t know what to think
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Time flies by while having fun
It’s all gone in a wink
Now the days feel more like months
Who knows what to think? [Chorus]

PnB Rock – Popular Lyrics

[Intro]
Hella Sketchy
Oh yeah
Hey mean, this shit a cooker
Yeah
Shawty, wake the fuck up
Yeah
It’s like 5 something in the morning
We cooking
Oh
Oh yeah
[Hook]
Said I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
All these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
Saw these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I’m way cooler than y’all
I don’t fuck with these frauds
Fucking bitches in my drawers
No I’m not taking these off (nah)
Come through, I’m dripping in sauce
Your bitch on my dick and my balls
I just bought a new car
Watch how I skrt off (skrt)
I just bought a new loft
Just to chill with my dawgs
Only been there two days (damn)
Already pissed the neighbours off (god damn)
They was banging on the walls (boom boom boom boom boom boom)
We was about to set it off (the fuck)
Mont came and said nah (good job)
They lucky that he got involved
Cause we just a bunch of young dumb niggas (yeah)
We don’t give a fuck we just drug dealers (yeah)
Now we makin money off of music
Everyday I’m tryin not to lose it
Chasing and counting these bands
If she 18, I’m fucking my fan (I am)
Real nigga shit, I don’t care
Yeah, yeah
[Hook]
Said I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
All these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
Saw these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
[Hook]
Said I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
All these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
I’m cooler than that nigga that you thought you were
Saw these niggas hating cause I’m popular
That bitch you tryna fuck with, I won’t fuck with her
Cause she ain’t got no money, she’s a fucking bum
Damn

Louis Tomlinson – Back To You Lyrics

I’ve been thinking it’s just someone else’s job to care
‘Cause who am I to wanna try? I’ve been thinking it’s just someone else’s job to care
But who am I to wanna try? But
[Refrain]
Change is a powerful thing, people are powerful beings
Trying to find the power in me to be faithful
Change is a powerful thing, I feel it coming in me
Maybe by the time something is done
I’ll be able to be honest, capable
Of holding you in my arms without letting you fall
When I don’t feel beautiful or stable
Maybe it’s enough to just be where we are because
[Chorus]
Every time that we run, we don’t know what it’s from
Now we finally slow down, we feel close to it
There’s a change gonna come, I don’t know where or when
But whenever it does, we’ll be here for it
[Verse 2]
There’s something in the wind, I can feel it blowing in
It’s coming in softly on the wings of a song
There’s something in the water, I can taste it turning sour
It’s bitter, I’m coughing, but now it’s in my blood
[Pre-Chorus]
Lately, I’ve been thinking it’s just someone else’s job to care
Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn? But
[Refrain]
Change is a powerful thing, people are powerful beings
Trying to find the power in me to be faithful
Change is a powerful thing, I feel it coming in me
Maybe by the time something is done
I’ll be able to be honest, capable
Of holding you in my arms without letting you fall
When I don’t feel beautiful or stable
Maybe it’s enough to just be where we are because
[Chorus]
Every time that we run, we don’t know what it’s from
Now we finally slow down, we feel close to it
There’s a change gonna come, I don’t know where or when
But whenever it does, we’ll be here for it
[Outro]
Yeah, whenever it does, we’ll be here for it
Whenever it does, we’ll be here for it [Verse 1]
There’s something in the wind, I can feel it blowing in
It’s coming in softly on the wings of a bomb
There’s something in the wind, I can feel it blowing in
It’s coming in hotly and it’s coming in strong
[Pre-Chorus]
Lately, I’ve been thinking it’s just someone else’s job to care
Who am I to sympathize when no one gave a damn?

Lana Del Rey – White Mustang Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Packing all my things for the summer
Lying on my bed, it’s a bummer
‘Cause I didn’t call when I got your number
But I liked you a lot
Slippin’ on my dress in soft filters
Everybody said you’re a killer
But I couldn’t stop the way I was feeling
The day your record dropped
[Chorus]
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
[Verse 2]
Caught up in my dreams and forgetting
I’ve been acting like armageddon
‘Cause you held me in your arms just a little too tight
That’s what I thought
Summer’s meant for loving and leaving
I was such a fool for believing that you
Could change all the ways you’ve been living
But you just couldn’t stop
[Chorus]
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
[Bridge]
You’re revving and revving and revving it up
And the sound, it was frightening
And you were getting a part of that
You’re gonna hit me like lightning
[Chorus]
White Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Said you’re a wild mustang
[Outro]
You’re gonna hit me like lightning
You’re gonna hit me like lightning

LANA DEL REY – Heroin lyrics

Topanga is hot tonight, the city by the bay
Has movie stars and liquor stores and soft decay
The rumbling from distant shores sends me to sleep
But the facts of life, can sometimes make it hard to dream
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Life rocked me like Motley
Grab me by the ribbons in my hair
Life rocked me, ultra-softly
Like the heavy metal that you wear
[Chorus]
Flying to the moon again
Dreaming about heroin
Probably gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on an aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
I thought that you’d come back again
To tell me everything’s
Okay (eh, eh, babe, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Topanga is hot today
Manson’s in the air
And all my friends have come
‘Cause they still feel him here
I want to leave
I’ll probably stay another year
It’s hard to live when absolutely nothing’s clear
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Life rocked me like Motley
[?] Kean into my new year
Life rocked me, ultra-softly
Like the heavy metal that you hear
[Chorus]
Flying to the moon again
Dreaming about heroin
And how I gave you everything
And took your life away
I put you on an aeroplane
Destined for a foreign land
I thought that you’d come back again
To tell me everything’s
Okay (eh, eh, babe, yeah)
[Bridge]
It’s fucking hot, hot
Winter in the city
Something ’bout this weather
Made these kids go crazy
It’s hot
Even for February
Something ’bout this sun
Has made these kids get scary
Oh, writing in blood on my walls and shit
Like
Oh, oh my god
Tripping off from the walls into the darks and shit
Oh, oh, oh
I’ll be lying if I said I wasn’t sick of it
Lead me baby
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
[Chorus – Variation]
Flying to the moon again
Dreaming about marzipan
Taking all my medicine
To take my thoughts away
I’m getting on that aeroplane
Leaving my old man again
I hope that I’d come back again one day
To tell you that I
Really changed
Baby
[Bridge – Variation]
It’s hot, hot
Something ’bout the city
Don’t know what he is
And make my head get crazy
Oh, oh, oh
Makes me feel like I can change
Oh, oh, oh
All of my evil ways and shit
[Outro]
Hmm, hmm
Oh, oh, oh
I’ll be lying if I said I wasn’t sick of it

DEMI LOVATO – Two Pieces lyrics

There’s a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play
There’s a girl in the window tears rolling down her face
We’re only lost children, trying to find a friend
Trying to find our way back home
We don’t know where to go, so I’ll just get lost with you
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together right, we fit together right
These dark clouds over me, rain down and roll away
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together like, two pieces of a broken heart
I know where we could go and never feel let down again
We can build sandcastles, I’ll be the queen, you’ll be my king
We’re only lost children, trying to find a friend
Trying to find our way back home
We don’t know where to go, so I’ll just get lost with you
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together right, we fit together right
These dark clouds over me, rain down and roll away
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together like, two pieces of a broken heart
Now I can lay my head down and fall asleep
Oh, but I don’t have to fall asleep to see my dreams
’cause right there in front of me
(right there in front of me)
There’s a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play
We dont know where to go, so I’ll just get lost again
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together right, we fit together right
These dark clouds over me, rain down and run away
We’ll never fall apart, cause we fit together right, we fit together like two pieces of a broken heart
There’s a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play

A-TRAK – Believe lyrics

(ayy)
Look at my paper, Kinko’s (ayy)
Shoot at the block then reload
Shoot at the block then reload
Ball so hard, free throw
Bitch curl like a Frito (yeah)
Twenty bands, that’s for every show (yeah)
Got an Asian bitch, she loves egg rolls
Got a Black bitch with an attitude
When I tell her no, she just neck-rolls
Got a big sack and it’s so big
Boy I swear to God I just can’t fold
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
[Verse 2: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
She treat a nigga like a boss
I call my shooter, take him off
Hit the button on the nose
Young nigga taking off (yep)
Got a shotty sawed off (yep)
I’m ’bout to fuck her jaws off (yep)
Put your bitch on pause
They call me Quavo J Crawl
Middle finger to the law
Did what it takes to be boss
Did what it takes to be boss
Ayy
This for my niggas who don’t ever take a loss
This for my niggas locked up behind bars
This for my niggas who need an extra push
They hated me like Bush
But I’ma still rise, woah
And I put that on my guys
R.I.P. to all my soldiers in the sky
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
[Outro: Quavo]
Ayy, drop my top on my foreign
Ain’t no phones, no recording
Got my guap in the morning
In that coupe, Jeff Gordon Ahhh
Ahhh
Lil Boat and Quavo
[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
I believe in you
They told you you can’t show them folks, you do
Every bitch in the world posts us in their room
But I fuck with lil’ shorty ’cause she vacuum
Suck me in the living room
[Verse 1: Quavo & Lil Yachty]
Look at the rocks
Ice on my watch (yah!)
When I’m on the block (block)
I run from the cops (cops)
Damn, did I forget to mention
All these racks on me, playin’ tennis
Brought my name in the World Guiness
Take them back to the beginnin’
Take them back to the beginnin’
Back before Lil Boat was winnin’
Back before I had a million
Back before I was car stealin’
These niggas act like they feel me
If I got caught slippin’ on my soap
I’m sure these niggas’d try to kill me
She said, “How rich are you?” Yo, I’m filthy
I perfect all my craft
Shoot a nigga like Shaft
I sell a million-dollar slab (M&M)
Then put your bitch in a cab (bitch)
Do a show out in Rio
I just do it for the Migos
First time I met a migo
I walked away with a kilo (kilo)
Got a brick, Shaq free throw
Hit the pot with the people’s elbow
Never go out like Nino (ayy)
I’m in the water like Nemo (ayy)
Who that is with the mink on?