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Jon Bon Jovi – Blaze Of Glory

I wake up in the mornin’
And I raise my weary head
I got an old coat for a pillow
And the earth was last night’s bed
I don’t know where I’m goin’
Only God knows where I’ve been
I’m a devil on the run
A six gun lover
A candle in the wind, yeah
You’re brought into this world
But they say you’re born in sin
Well at least they’ve given me something
I didn’t have to steal or have to win
Well, they tell me that I’m wanted
Yeah I’m a wanted man
I’m colt in your stable
I’m what Cain was to Able
Mister catch me if you can
I’m goin’ down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I’m goin’ down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I’m no one’s son
Call me young gun
You ask about my conscience
And I offer you my soul
You ask if I’ll grow to be a wise man
Well I ask if I’ll grow old
You ask me if I known love
And what it’s like to sing songs in the rain? Well, I’ve seen love come
I’ve seen it shot down
I’ve seen it die in vain
Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
But I’m going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But I drew first blood
I’m a devil’s son
Call me young gun
Yeah
Each night I go to bed
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
No, I ain’t lookin’ for forgiveness
But before I’m six foot deep
Lord, I got to ask a favor
And I’ll hope you’ll understand
‘Cause I’ve lived life to the fullest
Let this boy die like a man
Starin’ down the bullet
Let me make my final stand
Shot down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Take me now but know the truth
I’m going down in a blaze of glory
(Down)
Lord, I never drew first
But, I drew first blood
I’m no one’s son
Call me young gun
I’m the young gun
Young gun, yea eee yea
Young gun

Goldfrapp – Yes, Sir (I Can Boogie)

[Verse 1]
Hey mister
Your eyes are full of hesitation
Makes me wonder what you’re looking for
Maybe I want to keep my reputation
I’m a sensation
You try me once, you’ll beg for more
[Chorus 1]
Yes sir, I can boogie
If you play a certain song
Yes sir, I can boogie
All night long
[Verse 2]
I don’t know how it will begin
I want to love everything we do
I don’t know how long I will stay
You just keep doing it your way
[Chorus 2]
Yes sir, I can boogie
If you stay you can’t go wrong
Yes sir, I can boogie
All night long

[Chorus 2]
Yes sir, I can boogie
If you stay you can’t go wrong
Yes sir, I can boogie
All night long
[Outro]
Yes sir
Yes sir
Yes sir
I can boogie
Yes sir
Yes sir

ASAP Ferg – Tango (Still Striving Album)

Would I miss these rapper niggas? [Intro: Kanobby & A$AP Ferg]
Makin’ money for the long term
Off of these words
Yeah, give me one more, one more
We’re gettin’ more and gettin’ more
We gotta get more, yeah
Make a dollar out of these words
And I’m just tryna find the real words
So I try to find an angle
Yeah I try to find another angle
So we can tango
I try to find another angle
So I try to find another angle
So we can tango with these words
So we can tango with these words
Yeah, real life
Ain’t nothing like real life events
Now talk to ’em, yeah
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Just found out my daddy died for the wrong reasons
Wasn’t the the kidney that took him, it was the bad treatment
Ain’t go to court because our heart was still bleedin’
Family grievin’, no money could fix the pain that we feelin’
Lil’ nice, done leveled up, you wouldn’t believe it
And my momma always reflect when I was younger teethin’
Now it’s gold grills glisten every time the teeth in
And all my idols listen every time I’m speakin’
Timbaland and Missy lose it when I load the beat in
My life a party, everyday is a weekend
I swear my whole life changed last weekend
But this game strange, it’ll throw you off the deep end
Speak to Yams’ mom on the daily, beautiful lady
Feelin’ of her losing her baby drivin’ her crazy
She say that I remind her of her son
She make arroz con pollo and cook every time I come
I get the ‘itus, she tell me to go sleep in his bed
And maybe some of Yams’ visions come to your head
Life’s a dream, momma knew that I was somethin’ special
Never settled, tunnel vision, pedal to the metal
Momma in first class, she actin’ all boujetto
Now it’s PBS specials, thought I was too ghetto
Singin’ Christmas carols with Miss Universes
She slide me her number, you know Fergie gon’ put the work in
Re-real life, I be livin’ out my verses
Reflect when Dove ran out, I used detergent
The one you clean dishes with
And now we at award shows all gettin’ lit now

[Chorus: Kanobby]
Sometimes I like to tango, tango around these words
Dance all around these words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango, tango around these words
If I don’t speak it might get worse
I’ma dance all around these words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Sometimes I like to tango dancin’ with these words
But I can’t accept my thoughts so it’s gettin’ worse
I gotta let it out or my brain’ll burst
I’m busy tourin’ so I can’t go to church
The only option is put it in the verse
Express it to my fans so they be alert
Yeah, Fergie put in work, Fergie put in work
I wonder if I gave it up, would I miss the perks? Would I miss the groupie hoes with the short skirts? Yams" and that’s just to please you
But his mom know what it is, just know that we see you
I got the heart of a lion and the eye of a eagle
I gotta speak the real, it ain’t no time to tango

[Chorus: Kanobby]
Sometimes I like to tango, tango around these words
Dance all around these words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango, tango around these words
If I don’t speak it might get worse
I’ma dance all around these words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango
[Outro: Kanobby]
Dance all around this words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango, dance all around these words
Dance all around this words
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
If I don’t speak, it might get worse
Sometimes I like to tango Nah they all jerks
Some I came up with, don’t desire to speak to
Fake hugs and love every time when they see you
They scream "R.I.P.

ASAP Ferg – Nandos (Still Striving Album)

This USA shit get it critical
I’m not talkin’ lyrical
I’m talkin’ po-po-po that be shootin’ niggas in the blues
Shit is so cynical
Call up a Uber now my little niggas will finish you
Now look what I did to you
Motherfucker don’t you see that I’m ridin’
24/7 on the corner all my niggas they be all survivin’
Used to only hear ice cream trucks now all we hear is sirens
That’s ’cause this fucking world only stuck on money and violence
Money and violence

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me [Intro]
Nowadays shit is crazy out here man
Gotta protect yourself, yeah
[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
This what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
[Verse 1]
Hundred bottles in the club when I land though
We was in the PJ flying high fucking up Nandos
Landed in Cannes for a couple bands, that was the plan though
We gotta get a couple model bitches we gon’ fuck on the damn boat
The ass and legs got me dippin’ out, we gon’ fuck with the Lambo
The pigs fuckin’ with me I’mma turn into Django
Let’s ride on these niggas ’til Kirk Knight gotta speed up the tempo
This Hennessy got me fucked up, yeah I ain’t feelin’ my pain though
Feelin’ my pain though

[Chorus]
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
Load up the chopper and ride on your enemies (Trap)
That’s what you get when you fuck with the family (Lord)
Roll with the fuckin’ winners we the winner team (Trap)
You fuck with my niggas you gettin’ the penalty (Lord)
Remember me
[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ hatin’ niggas damning my interviews
Fuck what you thinkin’ my nigga?

ASAP Ferg – East Coast Remix (feat. Busta Rhymes) (Still Striving Album)

East Coast motherfucker
Let me give them a friendly reminder real quick, yo
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Y’all already know the god gotta talk
Every single time I come you niggas know I gotta do it
Yes I gotta do it and I gotta kill em and I gotta hit em
Yes you know a nigga gotta beat em stupid
Only got 41 seconds just to give a nigga shit
Every second bitch I gotta use it
Some wack, a nigga blew it and I cannot
Grab the microphone and not make a motherfucker lose it
And I make niggas jump in the back
Niggas up, she in the back of the truck
Lil’ mommy wanna fuck and she really wanna suck
When I finish with it then we go in the back of the club
And we do this shit again my nigga, pronto
Bip-de-badda-de-booda-de-beat it like a bongo
Banging on the pussy like a nigga named Alonzo
Head game crazy, that make her the head honcho
Mad cause I took his bitch and now he thinks he macho? [Intro: A$AP Ferg & Busta Rhymes]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This that East Coast motherfucker
Call me Mr. chemistry
Check into the crazy house, I’ma turn the labels out
[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This that East Coast motherfucker
But I know this West Coast (Snoop Dogg)
[Verse 7: Snoop Dogg]
10-20 was my date of birth, the day I came to Earth
Bottles sipping, love to burp, young nigga that’s doing dirt
Long Beach across my shirt, all y’all niggas gon’ get merked
What the fuck is you talking ’bout? Is she a Crip? Somebody better call the cops yo
‘Fore we run up inside of that nigga’s lil’ condo
Put him in a box so the nigga in a cargo (cargo, cargo)
Shut a nigga down (fake bitch)
Throw a bottle at ya, shut a nigga mouth (break shit)
Come and follow me, stand up on the couch (shake shit)
Let us wallow, niggas know we’re in the house (trey fifth)
East Coast nigga! I’m finna kill these motherfuckers with the flow, brah
I’m the best in the game with the flow, brah
In New York I Milly Rock to Magnolia
I love the East but shoutout to every coast, brah
South to North and even West Coast, brah

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
Blackin’ like I’m fresh out from retirement
My flow still monumental
Mental, couldn’t ride an instrumental but they ridin’ dick
I set the standards for requirements, so call the firemen
Just me, myself and I, the world is mine, I put the "I" in his
His posse too clean, (aye) his diamonds like tip (aye)
His skin too clear, (aye) his bitch gon’ stare (aye)
So mind your biz, how they find the time for minding mine
I find these college chicks for top with Kylie’s lips
Oh my, oh my (running)
Running, running like you want it (running)
Running, running like you stole it (running)
Running, running like I’m going (woo!)
Running, pitching like I’m bowling (woo!)
In my city, gangs run the inner city
Load a semi for the chiddy bang
Flacko, Fergie, Frenchie with the bitties
Hit up Remy for the pretty gang
[Verse 4: Dave East]
Lately I feel like a Beatle
I’m Paulie McCartney just rocking Moschino
Moscato or Pinot
I got some bitches to hop in the Regal, phenomenal deep throat
I’m more Ali than Muhammad
My noodles was Ramen, go Google my diamonds
I got some shooters on collins
I feel like a coach, I’m recruiting and signing
Look, I still be moving in silence
I’m ballin’ in blue like I’m hooping in Dallas
Bitch I don’t play for no Mavericks
You need to think who gon’ pay for your casket
Ignorant bastard
But I’m still conscious enough to give hope to the masses
Watch the coke do gymnastics
Dominique Dawes, foreign my car when I’m mashin’

[Verse 5: French Montana]
Chain busting it down, wrist busting it down
Your bitch busting it down, rap game up fucking it now
I could be a jeweler, neck on Slick the Ruler
You niggas is comedy, talking fast like Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
KRS-One, Big L flows
Son of a gun with the Buffalo
Head on my wrist is a P1
Made more money than E1
One time Chinx, two time Yams (Yams)
Get the money slide like a violin
You know my nigga Max almost home
You know we run the East Coast zone nigga
[Verse 6: Rick Ross]
In the kitchen culinary, I could whip a Bloody Mary
And I wish that blood would dead me, I’ma get your brother burried
Gangbanging with your halo, business on the payphone
Bitches pussies drying up, like Taz’s Angels
Never was a client, ’cause that boy ain’t buying it
And I got a bottom bitch, my top come on consignment
Step up from the minor league, double M the dynasty
No I never sold dope, I just got me a finder’s fee
Following my frequency, niggas rapping week to week
Suckers be so weak to me, text but don’t speak to me
You can never speak for me, see the B.I. Me and Ferg, we gon’ put in work
Bang on ya’ gang culture, out of this world
It’s all on a bitch, is she a Blood? East Coast motherfucker
West Coast [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
10031 is where my zip is
Livin how I live up in the trenches
Run through a bodega like I ain’t got riches
Run through a bodega like I ain’t got (come on)
Don’t do it for the haters, I do it for the bitches
My flow Al-Qaeda, I kill rap niggas
Y’all Now and Laters, sweet ass-niggas
Soon as you get famous, they wanna ass-kiss
Only thing that I’m missing is Hov verse (JAY-Z)
I get a feeling, they want the old Ferg
"Cocaine Castle", "Hood Pope" Ferg
Got a question to ask, do you know Ferg? Long Beach, popping pill on ’em
I been working so hard, nigga, get your bale on
I been working so hard, nigga, work to sell somethin’
I been working so hard, welcome to the hellzone, zone, zone
See I’m from Long Beach
[Hook: A$AP Ferg & Snoop Dogg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
See I’m from Long Beach
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
See I’m from Long Beach
This that East Coast motherfucker
California motherfucker, see I’m from Long Beach
Call me Mr. Don’t slip, think not, on the block where it’s hot
Legalize with the nines, give a fuck about a cop
Real shit, this is it, from the bottom to the Bay
This is anybody K, California all day
Yes-sir, on the curb, Mossberg by the band
Little homies on the roof with the blam, blam, blam! New York, New York, I run for dirt
On Hungry Ham up on the corner
Fiends taste the lean, they never sober
For being in the streets to run a culture
I never been in the weave, I had hoes, brah
Who’s that jiggy motherfucker with the clothes, brah? Do you know that I come from where the toast burn?

ASAP Ferg – One Night Savage (feat. Madeintyo) (Still Striving Album)

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
T-Nice used to be bagging up the dandruff
Make it disappear so I call ’em Uncle Magic
Pitch on the jets, swear that’s my only tactic
Want a jiggy nigga so I poke it like a cactus
Trap lord, Pelle Pelle rhinestone jacket
I’ma kill a pussy, put the kitty in the casket
When she skeet skeet, it be leaking through the mattress
I’m a one night savage
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage

[Verse 2: MadeinTYO]
Yeah, I been getting guap so I know how to stack it
Baby wanna top me so I put her on the mattress
Told you that I want it so I had to make it happen
Never turn the camera on, but all these niggas actin’ (Ooh)
I just got a gadget (Ooh), Gucci with the Palace (Skr skr)
Wish these niggas had it (Sauce), I’m a one night savage (Skr skr)
I just got a gadget (Hey), Gucci with the Palace (Skr skr)
Wish these niggas had it (Ooh), I’m a one night savage
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage
When you get the money, all your bitches be the baddest
Finna hit the dealership and pick me up a gadget
I love to hit it, but she always soaking up the mattress
Yeah, I’m a one night savage

ASAP Ferg – The Mattress Remix (feat. A$Ap Rocky, Playboi Carti, Rich The Kid & Famous Dex) (Still Striving Album)

(Those Balmain?) How you call it? On the mattress
Two ratchet fat chicks on the mattress
A nigga stash G’s in the mattress
Fuckin’ all they bitches on the mattress
Bendin’ all these bitches over backwards
LSD and the acid
Roll mad rounds on the mattress
Fuck mad times on the mattress
Only thing in my Margina mattress
‘Cause I (came mad times on the mattress)
King size bed full of ashes
She smoke on my dick and don’t pass it
I fuck mad dimes on my mattress
I fuck mad dimes on my mattress
Ass fat but her titty plastic
What can I say, man? Sorry, you lackin’
Bust in her mouth like a nav and she callin’ me captain (Dexter)
Off-White be the jacket (it is)
Fifty-thousand on the backend (yea)

[Verse 4: Playboi Carti]
I fuck that bitch on the mattress
She suck my dick on the mattress
All of my bitches the baddest
(Bad, bad, bad)
I walk in that bitch and the cameras they flashing
I heard you just walked in with catfish
All of my bitches look ah
All of your bitches look average
I fuck that bitch on the mattress
I got the Glock in the mattress
I got the guap on the mattress
What, what, what
Came a long way from the mattress
Came a long way from the mattress
Came a long way from the mattress
Came a long way from the mattress
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Came along way from the mattress
Boy, I used to jump on the mattress
And I used to hump on the mattress
My grandma kept the gun in the mattress
My uncle kept O’s in the mattress
Flippin’ the work like gymnastics
Pitchin’ the crack, it do backflips
Po-po was ripping the mattress She suck on my dick while I’m yawnin’
She missin’ the D, now she moanin’
Her ass fatter than Action Bronson (pause)
She top me like top of the mornin’
Niggarace told me to, oh shit
Niggarace told me, give me Rocky
Cause you know it’s Flacko Jodye
Icy papi, while you watchin’, copy, niggas copy copy
I ride down, sloppy toppy
When she love a nigga mane, we them niggas now
International, had em going wild
Trap jumpin’, nigga, block bunkin’ nigga

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Came along way from the mattress
Boy, I used to jump on the mattress
And I used to hump on the mattress
My grandma kept the gun in the mattress
My uncle kept O’s in the mattress
Flippin’ the work like gymnastics
Pitchin’ the crack, it do backflips
Po-po was ripping the mattress
[Verse 3: Famous Dex & Rich The Kid]
Big bank roll in the mattress (it is)
Bitch bad, make it do a backflip (bitch)
I fuck that bitch, make her hair twist (a-what)
Hunnid band cash in the mattress (what)
Wait, momma said boy "fix that mattress" (uh, mama)
Rich nigga, they gon’ put me on the Forbes list (rich)
I get that money, ain’t boring (what)
I’mma fuck her on the couch while you snorin’ (what)
Wait, I get that money, what happened? Run up on me, choppa flip ’em like mattress
My bitch fuck her on the cabinet
She can get a mattress, I just shook a bitch, what happened? I’m a jiggy bastard
Pretty motherfucker, I think I should join a pageant
For the salad, put a hole in his cabbage
(Niggarace, new Versace) ‘Preme or the Palace
Fuckin’ models, I go in schemin’ on the talent
Cover of your favorite magazine and I’m stylin’
Fuck a horse-face bitch, but her body like a stallion
She swing on my dick like she Tarzan
Call me Coach Cartier ’cause I’m ballin’
My stones look deformed like retarded
What’s the name? [Intro: A$AP Ferg]
Mattress, mattress, mattress
Mattress, mattress, mattress, mattress
Mattress, mattress, mattress
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Came along way from the mattress
Boy, I used to jump on the mattress
And I used to hump on the mattress
My grandma kept the gun in the mattress
My uncle kept O’s in the mattress
Flippin’ the work like gymnastics
Pitchin’ the crack, it do backflips
Po-po was ripping the mattress
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Psycho gun in the mattress
Grandma pass it and he blast it
I came on your bitch, I’m a savage
She stretchin’ my dick like elastic
She made it disappear like magic
Bed bugs cooked in the mattress
Came along way from the mattress
Used to lay on a rug like Aladdin
Yeah, huh, now I’m like King Tut
You cuffin’ that bitch but she smuttin’
She fucked the whole block, I ain’t bluffin’
Trap Lord meaner than the mug
Wake the niggas up like Folgers in a cup
Tec go buh-buh
Don’t ever let it get fucked up

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Came along way from the mattress
Boy, I used to jump on the mattress
And I used to hump on the mattress
My grandma kept the gun in the mattress
My uncle kept O’s in the mattress
Flippin’ the work like gymnastics
Pitchin’ the crack, it do backflips
Po-po was ripping the mattress
[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky & A$AP Ferg]
Did backflips on the mattress
Did mad shit on the mattress
Where the magic happens?

ASAP Ferg – Nasty (Who Dat) (feat. Migos) (Still Striving Album)

on the red eye flight
A1 dope, nigga can’t forget the steak sauce
Same hoes everywhere I go, Nate Dogg
We run from the red dog, pick up when that bag call
Flew to New York ’bout that thread talk, put on when Ferg call
(Blrrt blrrt!) Hello, what’s up? [Verse 2: Takeoff & Quavo]
Stars in the ceilin’, Wraith top
Who dat rich mothafucka named Takeoff? [Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
All these bricks and money I been stackin’
All dollars bustin’ through the plastic
1800 got me blastin’
I’ma keep the money comin’, keep dancin’
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be her last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta? Yeah, it’s my brother Ferg
Double park that Bentley (skrrt) on the Harlem curb (brrr)
I can flip a pigeon and a dirty bird (brrr)
Chopper with precision, you better mind your business

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? [Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas ’cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin’ my J
Another deal with Adidas ’cause I’m feelin’ like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got ’em swimmin’ in cash
I don’t even throw the money, sit the brick on her ass
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
All these bricks and money I been stackin’
All these dollars bustin’ through the plastic
1800 got me blastin’
I’ma keep the money comin’, keep dancin’
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be her last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta? [Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya (Migos, Ferg)
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Invite her to my crib, we gettin’ nasty
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew? Bad bitch ass soft, beat her face off
Lawyer Jew, was ’bout that paper, knock that case off
(Quavo) Ice shine bright, one hell of a night (ice)
Once I hit it one time, bet I make her swipe (cash)
Beat the pussy, Ike, Mike Tyson bite (woo)Early A.M. Invite her to my crib, we gettin’ nasty

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ay, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat tryna get up in my crew?

ASAP Ferg – Plain Jane (Still Striving Album)

Knife to his guts, hope Daddy don’t cut him
Suicidal doors brought to me with no advisory
He was pitchin’ dummy, sellin’ fiends mad ivory
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad! She was poppin’ pills like rappers in society
I fuck yo bitch for the irony
I’ll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyein’ me

[Chorus]
Ride with the mob, alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Ride with the mob, alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
[Post-Hook]
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
[Verse 2]
I’ma explain why you probably never seen me
I’m in a sunken place, no Instagram, I’m watchin’ TV
I think I trade my breakfast, lunch and dinner for some kitty
Please believe me, I see RiRi, I’ma eat it like panini
I go dumb up in the broad, hit the walls like graffiti
Indian burns all up on a nigga wee-wee
I think I need a foursome, Bella, Kendall, Gigi
It’d be easy if Reneezy hook it all up on the leezy
I go crazy in my Yeezy, Kirk Kneezy on the beat
I told ’em now we finna glow up in the street
Rappers talk subliminal but they don’t talk to me
Put ’em in a Jersey shore like Pauly D

[Chorus]
Ride with the mob, alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
Ride with the mob, alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
[Post-Hook]
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’
Suck a nigga dick or somethin’ I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life
Uncle used to skim work, sellin’ nicks at night
I was only 8 years old, watching Nick at Nite
Uncle Psycho was in that bathroom buggin’! [Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
Ride with the mob, alhamdulillah
Check in with me and do your job
Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain
Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane
[Verse 1]
Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior
Hermès link could feed a village in Liberia
TMZ taking pictures, causin’ mad hysteria
Momma see me on BET and started tearin’ up
I’mma start killin’ niggas, how you get that trife?

ASAP Ferg – Mad Man (feat. Playboi Carti) (Still Striving Album)

It’s A$AP, nigga
Tear da club up
It’s A$AP nigga, stop all that goofy shit
Tear da club up
Tear da
Club up
Nigga, fuck yo squad nigga
This for all you playa hataz who be talking that
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Spent 50K on the Rollie
Just brought that shit and my bitch broke it
She sayin’ she ain’t even notice
But her pussy wet like the ocean
Ayy, ayy (swim, swim, swim)
Ayy, ayy (Margiela, mad man!)
Master Bruce, yeah I’m the coldest
Master Bruce, yeah I’m the coldest
Margiela and that Rick Owens
I’m fucking her friend and she know it
Margiela, bad
My jewelry stone cold like Steve Austin
Don’t care for no bitch, we just toss ’em
Millionaire, still live in Harlem
(Yeah, uh) There in your hood
Riding up to a bodega, Fergie ‘gone blow like Omega
This ain’t no game, ain’t no SEGA
Even though that beef old I don’t care
I will not fuck with the Raiders
Second deal out with Adidas
Fergie done got him a sneaker
Making a bitch sing like Aretha
I’m fucking your bitch when you eat her
You cuffing that bitch like you need her
Yamborghini with Aaliyah
Rest in peace until I see ya
(Margiela, mad man!)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Poppin’ these pills in my coupe
I’m on the roof, move like I’m Batman
Um, damn, what, Margiela mad man
(Margiela, mad, man!)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
These niggas they stealing my flow, talking bout huh? [Intro: Three 6 Mafia, Playboi Carti, & DJ Paul]
Tear da club up
Tear da club up
Tear da club up
Tear da club up
Whatchu know man? Boy I’m stealing your hoe
Taking your hoe to the pad
She getting lit, she tryna suck on the dick
She wanna suck on the dick
She wanna suck like a tick (ooh yeah what uh)
Suck like a tick, suck on this shit, give her to clique
Give em the clip, get on your knees, pray for the dick
Pray for this shit, pray for my clique, pray for my niggas
Ooh, ooh, I got my hand on the trigger
I got my hand on her pussy, all of these niggas they pussy
He run away like a wuss, I got the paper like books
I can’t pull up bitch I’m booked
Walked in that bitch and the bitches they looked
All of these niggas, these niggas they shook
29 hop in the tub
Watch this lil balls while I make a lil call
[Outro: Playboi Carti & DJ Paul]
Nigga, fuck yo squad
A$AP nigga
This for all you playa hataz who be talking that

ASAP Ferg – Coach Cartier (feat. Famous Dex) (Still Striving Album)

Come and just fuck with the set
And we’re buckin’ the TEC, with my niggas it’s facts
They be protecting your neck
Ice bucket challenge with Dex
Those are not Margiela
Hol’ up, I’ll do you one better
Rainbow shot my wrist
Watch them diamonds glist

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Famous Dex]
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-yeah)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter, ah-what)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-whoa, rainbow)
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (rainbow)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-Dexter)
Call me Coach Cartier
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (ah-yeah, Dexter)
[Verse 2: Famous Dex]
Call me Coach Cartier
I get that money, them diamonds my ear
Wait, rainbow shot my bitch
Huh, got diamonds, my diamonds gon’ glisten
Wait, I’m in the trap with Ferg
Fucking your bitch and I’ll tell her to swerve (I did)
Huh, I can’t trust this bitch (I do)
Run up on me then I’m uppin’ my stick
Yeah, wait, they callin’ me Dexter
Yeezy my feet, I don’t wear no Margielas (I don’t)
Huh, I make it rain, no umbrella
Huh, I fuck her friend now she jealous (ah-Dexter)
You know I don’t care what she tell them
I ship em off, yeah they flopping like feathers
Wait, rainbow shot my bitch (ah-what)
Draco by me, you know I don’t miss
Dexter

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Famous Dex]
Call me Coach Cartier (ah-what) call me Coach Cartier (ah-what)
Rainbow shot my wrist (yeah, ah-Dexter) rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist [Intro: A$AP Ferg]
Yeah, rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
Call me Coach Cartier, call me Coach Cartier
Rainbow shot my wrist, rainbow shot my wrist
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Your bitch gon’ die for the dick
She spend mad time with the kid
Rainbow shot my wrist
She make them titties twitch
Adidas done gave me the check
Go to Tourneau and cop Rolex
Your bitch obsessed
Thumb in the butt, yes!

Messiah – Lycantropus Erectus Lyrics

I call. I implore you
You phantom of the darkness
Nobody’s like you
Transform me into a werewolf
At last perfectly transformed in his fantasy
The werewolf hunts in the darkness
He serves the evil one
With heart, body and soul
He’s damned night after night
Scouring dales in search of human victims
He knows that he’s vulnerable
For defense he mutters the last words of the ritual
Smelt the ball, blunt the knife
Let the cudgel wear away
Terrorize man, wild animals
And reptiles shake in terror
Why they don’t seize the grey wolf
And skin his warm coat
My word is strong, stronger than the sleep
Stronger than the strength of heroes MESSIAHLycantropus Erectus Lyrics
Overpowered by his tendency for evil
A man drew out an ancient magic formula
Painted two circles on the ground
And burned pine and poplar
Other ingredients followed into the cauldron
Opium, poppy, aloe, hemlock
As the flames blazed
He began to mutter his conjuration
Chosen from the devilish group
Send the big grey ghost
Who makes humanity tremble
Come, come, come
Steam and cintment begin to work
The man sinks to his knees
He implores to the ghost of the unknown
To give him the power of metamorphosis
I ask.

Digital Farm Animals – Digital Love Lyrics

DIGITAL FARM ANIMALSDigital Love Lyrics
Hey, we got a good thing
Wish I had you right here with me
All day, that I’m thinking
That it ain’t gotta be that way
All that I’m seeing
Is your face on a phone screen
With a call and a message
Maybe we gon’ be ok
Oh, you gotta notice
I hear explosions
Whenever I see your face on my pillow
I swipe right, cause I see just what I like
Baby, I tap twice for you
I swipe right, cause I see just what I like
Baby, I tap twice for you
Cause we’re living in a new age
It’s called digital
It’s called digital love, love

Chester See – Where Are You Now Lyrics

Where are you now
Do you need to be found
are you lost in the crowd and I’m passing you
am I moving too fast for you
cause I’ll slow down
so where are you now
writing a love song when you’re not in love
can tear at your heart if you’re not strong enough
it makes you aware that alone can be tough
when she’s not here
searching for something that you cant search for
she only appears when she’s been ignored
so stop all your searching she’ll knock on your door
but she’s not here
Where are you now
Do you need to be found
are you lost in the crowd and I’m passing you
am I moving too fast for you
cause I’ll slow down
so where are you now
I’m screaming out loud
hopelessly thinking you’ll hear me
and come running to me but you’re not around
so where are you now
Piano solo
Where are you now
Do you need to be found
are you lost in the crowd and I’m passing you
am I moving too fast for you
cause I’ll slow down
so where are you now
I’m screaming out loud
hopelessly thinking you’ll hear me
and come running to me but you’re not around
so where are you now CHESTER SEEWhere Are You Now Lyrics
Writing a love song when you’re not in love
is like faking a smile when you’ve given up
it only reminds you what you’re dreaming of
and she’s not here
writing a love song for no one to hear
is like wishing on stars that never appear
so don’t be surprised when your eyes start to tear
cause she’s not here.

Lonely together – Avicii lyrics

I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know
I can’t change you, and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight. Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together. Avicii lyrics
Video together Lyrics Avicii – Lonely together
It’s you and your world and I’m caught in the middle
I caught the edge of a knife and it hurts just a little
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know that I can’t be your friend
It’s my head or my heart, and I’m caught in the middle.(lonely together)
My hands are tied, but not tied enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh lord, here we go. I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know versuri-lyrics.info
I can’t change you, and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight. I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight
At the bottom of a bottle
You’re the poison in the wine
And I know
I can’t change you and I
I won’t change
I might hate myself tomorrow
But I’m on my way tonight. My hands are tied, but not tied enough
You’re the high that I can’t give up
Oh lord, here we go. Let’s be lonely togetheeer
A little less lonely togetheeer
Let’s be lonely togetheeer
A little less lonely togetheeer
A little less lonely now
A little less lonely now
A little less lonely nowww. Eyes wide shut and it feels like the first time
Before the rush to my blood was too much and we flatlined
And I know, and I know, and I know, and I know just how this ends
Now I’m all messed up and it feels like the first time. Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together
Let’s be lonely together
A little less lonely together.

The sky is a neighborhood – Foo Fighters lyrics

Thoughts like a minefield
I’m a ticking bomb
Maybe you should watch your step
Don’t get lost. The sky is a neighborhood
Don’t make a sound
Lights coming up ahead
Don’t look now. The sky is a neighborhooood
The sky is a neighborhooood
Don’t get lost. Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down. The sky is a neighborhood
The sky is a neighborhood
Don’t look now. Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down. (x2)
Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
(The sky is a neighborhooood)
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down. Foo Fighters lyrics
Video neighborhood The sky is a neighborhooood. Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down. Mind is a battlefield
All hope is gone
Trouble to the right and left
Whose side you’re on? The heart is a storybook
A star burned out
Something coming up ahead
Don’t look now. The sky is a neighborhooddd. Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down. Lyrics Foo Fighters – The sky is a neighborhood
The sky is a neighborhood
So keep it down
The heart is a storybook
A star burned out. Oh my dear
Heaven is a big bang now
Gotta get to sleep somehow
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Bangin’ on the ceiling
Keep it down.

Bandz to make – Sosamann lyrics

Lyrics Sosamann – Bandz to make
I’m playin’ with banjos
I just made a hundred thousand dollars with my eyes closed
Versuri-lyrics.info
I should be tourin’ doing showsss.(bandz to make)
Sosamann lyrics
Video make

Charli XCX – I Wanna Be With U Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Oh, baby, it’s true
I wanna be with you (you)
[Chorus]
I wanna be real
I wanna be more
I know I must love
And this time I’m sure, ooh
I wanna be with you
[Verse 2]
Everything I did makes no sense
Always listen to the voices in my head
I know it’s long gone, but let me try
I need you near me
[Pre-Chorus]
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Oh, baby, it’s true
I wanna be with you (you)
[Chorus]
I wanna be real
I wanna be more
I know I must love
And this time I’m sure, ooh
I wanna be with you
[Break]
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
[Drop]
I wanna be with you
[Refrain 2]
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Oh, baby, it’s true
I wanna be with
I wanna be with
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
I wanna be with you
Oh, baby, it’s true
I wanna be with
I wanna be with
I wanna be with you
[Outro]
I wanna be with you [Verse 1]
I know I messed up
And I was wrong
I thought it over and over for so long
I know you hate me
But can’t you see I made some changes?

Usher – Balcony Lyrics

(Verse 1: Yamine)
Uh, baby girl let me touch that sexy body
You over here up and down that pole for my freaking Rarri hey
What do you like
What do you need
You need a mic
On this balcony
Hey
I don’t know what I’m talking bout
I’ve been srubbing walls for a couple change in the South
Hey
Oh what do you mean? I need a couple rounds for this sprite
I had 4 hoes last night
I’m so sorry baby I was getting it right
(yeah bro)
Last mixtape was fire
And I never retire
Me and Usher in the aisle
And they know I’m an owl
I’ve been looking all day with a flashlight
Young ass girl that loves to bite
She knows that she loves me
I’ve been loving this girl all day
And she know that I love her
And she loves me so cove her
(Hook: Usher)
We do it in the shower
On the counter
On the floor
Then well make it to the bed
I just want to test it me
Then we’ll do it so the world can see
On the balcony, balcony (repeat) Yamine been down the row between 2 to 4 teams
They strippin
They know I’m tippin’
4 rounds and they trickin’
Thotting the thots smoking the pot
For Pippen
I don’t know what I’m whipping in this kitchen
40 hoes for this dick I’m gon’ swimming
I don’t ever stop it
Cuz me and Usher made this song
For this girl can be on my Rocket
The one I stick in the socket
Naw nigga she gone for the week
While me and Usher go on team fleet
Hey
She fresh and so clean
(Hook: Usher)
We do it in the shower
On the counter
On the floor
Then well make it to the bed
I just want to test it me
Then we’ll do it so the world can see
On the balcony, balcony (repeat)
(Verse 2: Yamine)
Hey girl what you like?

Selena Gomez – Fetish (Galantis Remix) Lyrics

The way you walk, the way you talk
I blame you ’cause it’s all your fault
You’re playin’ hard, don’t turn me off
You actin’ hard, but I know you soft
You my fetish, I’m so with it
All these rumors bein’ spreaded
Might as well go ‘head and whip it
‘Cause they sayin’ we already did it
Call on Gucci if you ever need me
I’ll be South Beach in the drop top gleamin’
Water diamonds, Aquafina
Just need you in a blue bikini
[Chorus: Selena Gomez]
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don’t see a point in blaming you
If I were you, I’d do me too [Verse 1: Selena Gomez]
Take it or leave it
Baby take it or leave it
But I know you won’t leave it
‘Cause I know that you need it
Look in the mirror
When I look in the mirror
Baby I see it clearer
Why you wanna be nearer
[Pre-Chorus: Selena Gomez]
I’m not surprised
I sympathize, ah
I can’t deny
Your appetite, ah
[Chorus: Selena Gomez]
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don’t see a point in blaming you
If I were you, I’d do me too
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don’t see a point in blaming you
If I were you, I’d do me too
You got a fetish for my love
[Drop]
You got a fetish for my love
You got a fetish for my love
[Verse 2: Selena Gomez]
Reaching your limit
Say you’re reaching your limit
Going over your limit
But I know you can’t quit it
Something about me
Got you hooked on my body
Take you over and under and twisted up like origami
[Pre-Chorus: Selena Gomez]
I’m not surprised
I sympathize, ah
I can’t deny
Your appetite, ah
[Chorus: Selena Gomez]
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don’t see a point in blaming you
If I were you, I’d do me too
You got a fetish for my love
I push you out and you come right back
Don’t see a point in blaming you
If I were you, I’d do me too
You got a fetish for my love
[Drop]
You got a fetish for my love
You got a fetish for my love
You got a fetish for my love
You got a fetish for my love
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci!