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H.E.R. – Your Way

[Intro]
(Baby I wanna come see you
Said I really wanna come see you
Don’t you worry ’bout a thing
Just wanting to hold you
Baby I wanna come see you
Said I really wanna come see you
Don’t you worry ’bout a thing
Just wanting to hold you)

[Verse 1]
Boy, you’ve been lurking in my mind
And you know it wasn’t long before
I had a feeling this would rise

[Bridge]
Speeding down the 101
It’s about twelve I wanna
Hear your voice, spend some one on one time with you
Now I ain’t even gotta front
I can never get enough
We can do whatever you want to do

[Hook]
You can have it your way
Your way, your way, your way, your way
So I’m coming your way, your way
So you can have it your, have it your, have it your way

[Verse 2]
Babe, there ain’t nothing left to say
Can’t wait until we’re standing face to face
I’ll make sure there’s no delay
You got me

[Bridge]
Speeding down the 101
It’s about twelve I wanna
Hear your voice, spend some one on one time with you
Now I ain’t even gotta front
I can never get enough
We can do whatever you want to do

[Hook]
You can have it your way
Your way, your way, your way, your way
So I’m coming your way, your way
So you can have it your, have it your, have it your way

[Outro]
Maybe I’m going too far
I should just stay in the car
Maybe I’m losing my mind
I’m running all of the lights
Wondering what we are
We are, we are, we are

D Savage 3900 – I Know II

[Intro]
Uh, ay, what, what what
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
R.I.P. JACK
I know

[Hook]
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, ah
I know, I know, I know, I know
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
I know, I know yeah
Aye, double cup the styrofoam
I know, I know
Do your dance on that bitch, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

[Verse]
I know, rockin’ fancy clothes
Fucked your ex bitch, I got some shit you wanna know
Catch me crusin’ through the 9, posted at the corner store
I just got some drop, go cop me a faygo
Got groupie hoes on my dick and they do what I say so
Went to the bank, then dipped to the crib so I can change clothes
She see my ice, then she know that I’ma boss
She wanna fuck me, cuff me, but I ain’t with that shit
Cuban Jesus Piece around my neck
It look like dirty piss
I’m at the trap house making plays
I drop a stack and make it flip
The same niggas that’s hatin’ on me girlfriend ride all on my dick
You say you hate me, but you stalk my page you fucking hypocrite

[Hook]
I know, I know
I know, I know
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
I know, I know yeah
Aye, double cup the styrofoam
I know, I know
Do your dance on that bitch, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know

Young Dolph – Gelato (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

[Verse 1]
Smoking on some shit that you can’t get inside my ‘rari
With a Barbie, yeah he young, and he rich and retarded
Sitting at the house and that just turned into a party
Got some bitches and some molly want a beef and I don’t squash it
Old rapper from the other side of town was hating so I fucked his baby mama now he sick, ya dig
In the club standing on top of shit and smoking gelato
Pouring up activis giving bitches gold bottles
Got a lot of scales, a lot of work
Lot of chains on, no shirt
I’ve been counting too much paper it got my hands hurt
I’m in the backseat laughing at the haters close the curtains

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

[Verse 2]
I just left the bank, I do what you can’t
I just drunk a paint, you should be ashamed
Your bitch gave me brain, in eternally
Heard you got a hit on me homie I hope they’ve got a good aim
I got on six chains, three big diamond rings
Trap nigga with a hundred mill later I’ll still be the same
All I do is smoke weed, I’m covered up with double G’s
The same room sold a hundred P’s and had a threesome at the double G

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

Young Dolph – Baller Alert (Gelato Album)

[Intro]
Izze the producer
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha ha
Honorary member

[Hook]
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn)
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah)

[Verse]
I heard you beefin’, ain’t nobody got shot yet?
Four hundred thousand dollar coupe parked in the projects
A half a million dollar wardrobe in the closet
Only nigga in the city 488 ‘Rari
I wen’t from sellin’ bales to sellin’ out shows, nigga
Who cut the lights on? Got all my ice on
Fuck a record deal, fuck a co-sign
I signed to the plug, nigga, back in oh-five (aye)
Made a quarter million sellin’ dope in North Memphis
Made a whole ticket, nigga, just in South Memphis
Remember all the bad bitches stay in East Memphis
But I think my black haven bitch was the thickest (for real)
But I swear my California bitch was the littest
I just flew a bad bitch in from Philly
She said she just wanna fuck and go to Wet Willies
I just had a smoke session in the back of the Bentley (hey, give me a lighter)
I might send twenty to your doorstep for Christmas (Merry Christmas)
They don’t want us to ball, they want us in prison (damn)
I spent in the mall every time that I visit
I’m on tour ‘cross the country, bunch of skreet niggas with me
Them niggas rappin’ them fake gangsta stories in the way
I can show you how to get eighty pounds in one day
They can teach you how to hate, I’mma show you how to get paid
I put 20K dirty money in the collection plate
Aye, nine-hundred bands in my old-school Chevrolet (yeah)
Racks on top of racks, everyday I elevate (yeah)
Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (say what?)
Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (whoo)
God keep blessin’ me, so everyday I meditate (thank you)
Them bitches, I don’t trust ’em, tell a hater I say "fuck ’em"
Aye, aye, I be fresh as fuck when you see me donnin’
Tell the truth fuck nigga, you wanna be me donnin’
Doin’ donuts in a coupe that costs a house (skrr)
Aye, be quiet, you can’t hear ’em, smokin’ loud
This lil’ bad bitch with me poppin’ perkies
I say "What that is?", she say "That’s a thirty"
I woke up this mornin’ in a penthouse
Turnin’ down bad bitches, I’m the shit now
I’m geeked up, Facebook
Twenty Glocks, three carbons, eight Dracos
At the stash house stackin’ money like it’s Legos
Smokin’ big blunts, rubber bandin’ pesos
She mad at me just because I never text her back (damn)
She just want me to come over and kill her from the back (back)

[Hook]
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn)
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah)

Young Dolph – On The River (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Gelato Album)

[Intro: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Pretty white bitches sniffin’ cocaine
My trap house live like the "Soul Train"
I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too)
Bad bitches
Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
Gang gang, yeah

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Syrup sipper, and she full of that liquor (yeah)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah)
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
She thick-alicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping her(yup)
G’s up hoes down
I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy ain’t solid make that pussy stay from round
All I wanna do is count money and lay up with my lil’ bitch
Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa & Young Dolph]
All I smoke is killer (strong)
Gotta shout out Killer (hey)
See me in the club, I be standing next to killers (woah)
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings (drop?)
Smellin’ like that KK when I walk into the building (hey, hey!)
Bank roll, tryna get another million (racks)
Get jammed up he gon’ sing like Bryson Tiller (damn)
Garage look like the dealer (haha)
Y’all don’t look familiar (who is you?)
Plus I rep them Steelers (yeah)
Don’t care what the bill is (aha!)
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the bitch on the first night, she gon’ try it all
I feel bad for a nigga ’cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

Young Dolph – Whole Lot (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

[Verse 1]
One coupe, two coupes, three coupes, no roof
What I’m rockin’, Versace snow boots
I’m ballin’, they mad, I hit the blunt and laugh
I fucked your bitch, I’m sorry, my bad
Christian Dior, my bitch, she spoiled
I’m pourin’ up Act in a Rolls Royce
Big diamonds, big, timin’
One truck, two trucks, my shooters behind me
One milly, two milly, three milly, four
Go get the money, nigga go
Got paper on my motherfucking mind
Your baby momma on my motherfucking line

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

[Verse 2]
Pull up, jump out, something foreign
Got too high, woke up, forgot where I was this morning
Young nigga, ballin’, NBA
Ask her do she wants some keys and shot her in her face
A lot of whips, a lot of ice
A lot of chips, I’m livin’ life
Mercedes Benz 600, parked outside of Benihanas
400 thousand in my backpack and a half of P
She call me, I text her, I’m on the way
These niggas, they fake, they hate, I’m paid

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

Young Dolph – Drop It Off (feat. Migos) (Gelato Album)

[Intro: Young Dolph & Quavo]
Yeah yeah it’s Dolph, Migos

[Hook: Quavo & Young Dolph]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad bitch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Clientele jumpin’ think I’m on to somethin’
I never had nothin’, that’s why I’m always stuntin’ (yea)
My right hand man was there when nobody wasn’t
You ever seen three million in cash nigga, in all hundreds
Shut the spot down I smell the drug task coming
Throw away all the phones, uh
I got rich off strong, yeah
If you take care of your family then you’re my type of nigga
I might sit down and trap and count some millions with you (woah) [?] Can’t do nothing with a broke hoe
Can’t trust a nigga cause where I come from they cut throat
You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one)
If it ain’t bout big money, then I ain’t who you lookin’ for

[Hook: Young Dolph & Quavo]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, yeah that’s real talk
This for my niggas get them birds off
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting money wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

[Verse 2: Quavo, Takeoff, & Offset]
Colossal, Gelato
Neighbors knockin’ at my door, ask what’s that loud smell? (Cookie)
Draco, aimin’ at my peephole (peephole)
Ain’t bout no violence, they gon’ tell, quick to call 12
Dribble the ball, bale, we sellin’ the raw, shells
He poppin’ that lame shit
The chopper shoot like it’s a ball player
Give me the pot, give me the pot, and I bet I turn it to paste
Who call the shots, who talk on wires?
I bet I turn em to waste
I keep the fire, Michael Myers
I’m in the dark, connivin’
Bombin’, Osama Bin Laden
Under the ground plottin’
Smokin’ on poison ivy, bricks in a porta-potty (bricks)
When I’m with Dolph we divin’
Slippery diamonds slidin’

[Hook: Quavo & Young Dolph]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad bitch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

Young Dolph – Run It Up (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

[Verse 1]
You can’t kick it with me if you ain’t a hustla
You can’t smoke out with me, I heard you a busta
You lie too much so I can’t trust ya
You hangin’ with some fuck niggas, so It’s motherfuck ya, aye
I told my niggas we was gon’ get rich together
I told momma "momma we gon’ be rich forever"
I can’t fuck with a nigga that don’t want shit
She get her own money, damn that’s my counter bitch
The plug prices was too high so I crossed the map
He saw me flexin’ now he lookin’ awful now

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

[Verse 2]
While you was at the house with the bitch cuddled up
I was on the block in the trap running it up
I can’t chase a bitch, I’m chasing commas bruh
Real niggas see eye to eye and you not one of us
Real niggas we don’t make excuses
They say flipper he ain’t too hard, he abusive
When it comes to the trap shit, I just do it
Million dollar play, watch me execute it
I can’t sleep for too long, I might miss some
Trap phone start jumpin’ bout six some

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

Young Dolph – Yeezy (Gelato Album)

[Verse 1]
I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hair
I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
Every day I take chances and say my prayers
I never had a advance check over here
These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
She so thick she make a thong disappear
I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
She the best at it, she a sex addict
MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

[Verse 2]
Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
I just had a menage with my favourite two
I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
My old bitch jealous on my new thang
I just did a show and went bought a new chain
I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

Young Dolph – Bagg (feat. Lil Yachty) (Gelato Album)

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
What is that question you asked?
What is in my bookbag?
That’s just a whole lot of cash
Or that’s just a whole lot of swag
I just got back from England
I just made a mil in three months
I just smoked an ounce in three blunts
I pour lean in my Grey Poupon
I never had shit so I stunt, flex
Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I’m havin’ sex
Real street nigga playin’ with paper
So I do it for the streets, fuck a hater
Yeah I threw the money on a stripper ho
But later on that night I fucked a waiter
‘Bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go fuck on your bitch
Take her overseas with me, she in first class
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
I’m ’bout to go spend me a bag
Boy that’s a whole lot of swag
Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I got the the youth, I got the Benz
Was gon’ cop Bentley but then I got Maybach
That boy ain’t no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak
A nigga so fresh that I smell just like Ajax
Ooh, I got the bag
I got the swag in a box filled with tags
Show off my riches ’cause I came from rags
Jacksonville shawty, my bitch drive a Jag
Nigga run up, on my soul he’ll get dragged
I spend a whole lotta, Louis scarf wrapped like I came from Al-Qaeda
Fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers
I know the shooters and hang with the fighters
One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Rowdy Piper
Viper viper, my bro keep a sniper
Pop pop at your top
Fuck around and run it up like I’m Guap
Ay, never gon’ stop
Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop
Over there on the east block
He lives the thug life just like Pac
I live the good life, I’m the don
Young enough to be your mama’s son
But some hire mama’s sons
Still a nigga signing, fuck her older son
Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
I pull up smokin’ out the bag
I’m ’bout to go spend a bag
I count that money real fast
I wonder if that’s her real ass
I’m on the E-way doin’ the dash
All this ice on me looking like glass
These bitches they love me like Shaft
In the trap I perfected my craft
Told you niggas ain’t real as us
Told you niggas ain’t seeing us
Lost a quarter mil re’ing up
Niggas too slow, ain’t keeping up
Sipping on Actavis
Drinking me a codeine daiquiri
Showed up late but fashionably
Every week is fashion week, yeah
Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada
I don’t wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I’ll pay you
In Pappadeaux eating alligator
My favorite app is a calculator
Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bag today my nigga

[Hook: Young Dolph]
I got the streets
I got the juice
I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
I got the strap, I got the hitters
Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
I got the money (first you get the money)
I got the power (then you get the power)
We got the streets (hey, hey!)
Because they ours (uh-huh!)
I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
‘Bout to go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag
Go spend a bag, ’bout to go spend a bag, hey!

Young Dolph – Special (Gelato Album)

[Intro]
Yeah
Hey who dat?
Oh that nigga must think he somebody special

[Hook]
I just stacked that dough up
I just stacked that dough up
Dolph walk in the building then it’s time to put your ho up
Promethazine we pour up
Gasoline I roll up
When I walk in the spot watch the whole club go up
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section

[Verse 1]
Hol up, Hol up, Hol up, lean in my coca cola
Wrist cold like Minnesota
Smoking on that California
Dice gang high roller bitches say he buy polo
When I say I’m rolling dice I’m talking about 50 overnight
I use my trap phone for my alram clock
Millionair ebut i sitll might fuck a thot
Do she love me, or do she not
But i don’t really care because i love my gulla
Heard they looking for me pull up on that drop
Soon as that girl see me her panties drop
I don’t discuss money unless we talking about alot
Rock star i party hard smoke out on the Yacht

[Hook]
I just stacked that dough up
I just stacked that dough up
Dolph walk in the building then it’s time to put your ho up
Promethazine we pour up
Gasoline I roll up
When I walk in the spot watch the whole club go up
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section

[Verse 2]
That lil nigga he special
Street niggas all in my section
Big rocks all on my bezel
Money on a whole nother lever
The ho’s do whatever I tell em
I’m in the trap stacking cheddar
Soon as I get em I sell em
Money team like Mayweather
Pull up in the club get out my way I’m like BEEP!
Walk up in the spot got them racks on me and I’m geeked
All that ass you got you special, girl your shit on fleek
I hang with the trappers so in the trap where I be

[Hook]
I just stacked that dough up
I just stacked that dough up
Dolph walk in the building then it’s time to put your ho up
Promethazine we pour up
Gasoline I roll up
When I walk in the spot watch the whole club go up
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section
That lil nigga he special [x3]
Bad bitches all in my section

Young Dolph – Meech (Gelato Album)

[Intro]

Yeah
Hey man, you seen my phone?
Which one man?
Not that phone the trap phone
Paper route Business bitch

[Hook]
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I’m straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it to cross the map
I’m geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech

[Verse 1]
My car don’t got a top
It’s money when I talk
Got a beam on my Glock
And I’m drinking rock
Lil momma so fine I went up in that pussy raw
Then I fucked her friend
She said, you a Dolph?
They want me dead so now I’m flexing even harder!
I pull up in that Ferraro rocking a lot of water
Fucked her on the side
It’s a homicide
Numbers don’t lie
My trap on fire
Everytime you see my I be lit as fuck
In the strip club throwing that shit up
I feel like shawty low
I’m the man
Two-stepping counting paper that’s my money dance

[Hook]
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I’m straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I’m geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech

[Verse 2]
Damn I feel like meech
I think we BMF
Slamming all these pounds i need a championship belt
Pull up, Pick up, Pull out, Drop out, Top off, It’s Dolph!, Cough Syrup, No cough
Yeah I come from a place where they don’t make it out
Young Nigga snorting pills ready to take you out
My bitch bad and juicy
I wear Roberto Cavalli every Tuesday
Medicine, Water, Sipping, For real
I got your bitch skinny dipping at the crib
Serving, Counting, Smoking ounces
I just made a plate for 300k

[Hook]
Yeah my bitch she bad
All my niggas rich
I got work for cheap
Damn I feel like Meech
Two-toned wraith
On some big feet
I fucked her to sleep
Then jumped back in the streets
Momma put me out
I’m straight out the trap
Stuffed a 100 in a box and sent it cross the map
I’m geeked up on the lean
Counting while you sleep
Everybody eat
Damn I feel like meech

Cypress Spring – Drop A Tailgate (feat. Colt Ford) (Denim Album)

[Verse 1:]
Back road living moonshine sipping
Four wheel drive with a bad chick in it
Taking old dirt road turn the radio up
Lock in the four wheel drive drive to get stuck
Just a good ol boys getting down out here
So if you’re about the drama don’t come around here
Got my whole crew with me throwin down right here
It’s a hell of a party it’s going down out here
We got the tailgate slammed with bud light on ice
Got a pretty little girl dancing in the moonlight
It’s the way we were raised and that’s how we’ll stay
So pull out the guitar and sing

[Chorus:]
We drop a tailgate in the back of woods
Yeah a jar full of shine you know we’re living in good
So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live
Drop a tailgate in the back of the woods
Yeah a cooler full of beer and we’re living good
Put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live

[Verse 2:]
Daughter been a little town just a spec on the map
Raised up right taught to not talk back
We live our lives a little slower than most
Rather ride back roads and chill on the coast
Finding no kind of view way off the beaten path
Four wheel drive with some girls on the back
It’s a mud slinging until the sun goes down
Sitting by fires better than a night on the town
Grab a jar then pass it around
For miles no guitar if you own the sound
So grab your girl
The finest one in the town
And let your tailgate down

[Chorus]
We drop a tailgate in the back of woods
Yeah a jar full of shine you know we’re living in good
So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live
Drop a tailgate in the back of the woods
Yeah a cooler full of beer and we’re living good
Put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live

[Bridge:]
I’ll be headed on the road why you need blacktop
Sitting so high on the six inch shocks
Twelves in the cab make the whole town rock
You know it ain’t a party til the tailgate drop

[Chorus]
We drop a tailgate in the back of woods
Yeah a jar full of shine you know we’re living in good
So put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live
Drop a tailgate in the back of the woods
Yeah a cooler full of beer and we’re living good
Put your hands up high if you feel how I feel
And that’s the way we suppose to live

Cypress Spring – Way Of Life (feat. The Lacs & Danny Boone) (Denim Album)

[Chorus 1:]
Rowdy as they come
Proud of where we from
It might be the middle of nowhere to some
But they ain’t got to like it and we don’t give a damn
Cause we ain’t gonna change round here
It’s a way of life

[Verse 1:]
Hitting them back roads riding around with my kin folk
Can’t much change we stayed the same
Them country boys gon maintain
We run dogs outlaws spot light big frogs
Out here these mud bogs
Sitting high on them white walls
We jacked up in our pick ups
Got a dime holdin my spit cup
She like it when I hit four low
Slinging rooster tails to the tree top
Look at her say lets roll
She looked at me say hell yeah
Certified country girl you know we goin’ raise hell
And we out here still getting it
Backwoods still living it
Working hard for what we got
Cash flows just spending it
Me and my boys turn up for there
Turn down for what
Hop in the Chevy crank it up
Hit the back road

[Chorus 1:]
Rowdy as they come
Proud of where we from
It might be the middle of nowhere to some
But they ain’t got to like it and we don’t give a damn
Cause we ain’t gonna change round here
It’s a way of life (oh whoa)
Hell yeah (oh whoa)
This ain’t the city (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life oh (oh whoa)
Hell naw ya’ll ain’t ready (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life

[Verse 2:]
Me and that ol’ back road
Keep swerving around these tall pines
Find a spot pop a top and take a sip of that apple pie
I just love the slow pace of living down south
Hope I die of old age and buried right here at the house
Buddy my bloodline my last name ain’t shit changed about me
With that shotgun ain’t got to aim
Keep dranking til I can’t see
Living way back in the sticks
Nah, I’m good right around me
Ya’ll silly folk keep rolling on, hey ya’ll ain’t got to come back
Yeah I’m country as a blue tick
Boy, I thought I told ya’ll
Ain’t riding with no new chick
I’m rolling with my road dog
Way on past the railroad tracks
There’s a road up in the back
It winds around away from town
Them dwindles down til a two path
Riding around them flat woods
Sippin on that act good
We jack em up and jack em out
Ride em out like a lac should
All my life I been broke
Like white trash
It’s a big joke
Grew up countin them fence posts
And take care of our kin folk

[Chorus 1:]
Rowdy as they come
Proud of where we from
It might be the middle of nowhere to some
But they ain’t got to like it and we don’t give a damn
Cause we ain’t gonna change round here
It’s a way of life (oh whoa)
Hell yeah (oh whoa)
This ain’t the city (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life oh (oh whoa)
Hell naw ya’ll ain’t ready (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life

[Chorus 2:]
Oh oh hell yeah oh oh
This ain’t the city oh oh
Round here it’s a way of life oh oh
Oh oh Hell naw oh oh
Y’all ain’t ready oh oh
Round here it’s a way of life

[Verse 3:]
Flinging up mud through the country side
Tearing up jaws of that apple pie
Ain’t a damn thing changed we stayed the same
It’s a country boy way of life
Kicking up dust just me and my crew
Keg full of beer with nothing to do
Sittin back watching time fly
It’s a country boy way of life

[Chorus 1:]
Rowdy as they come
Proud of where we from
It might be the middle of nowhere to some
But they ain’t got to like it and we don’t give a damn
Cause we ain’t gonna change round here
It’s a way of life (oh whoa)
Hell yeah (oh whoa)
This ain’t the city (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life oh (oh whoa)
Hell naw ya’ll ain’t ready (oh whoa)
Round here it’s a way of life

[Chorus 2:]
Oh oh hell yeah oh oh
This ain’t the city oh oh
Round here it’s a way of life oh oh
Oh oh Hell naw oh oh
Y’all ain’t ready oh oh
Round here it’s a way of life

Cypress Spring – Run Through It (Denim Album)

[Intro:]
When you see a mud hole run through it
I bet the four fifty four run though it
With shots we gon run through it
And don’t tell me I won’t cause I’m a do it

[Verse 1:]
I got a jacked up truck covered in mud
With a four fifty four up under the hood
They say it’s so clean with a six inch lift
Hustle for the fourth swap sitting high and sh*t
I pull up with the bass down low
So tell me country girl how low can you go
When I hit four low better make it touch the floor
Then she bring it on right back up to get more
She something like a one of a kind
Said she like my truck from the dirty side
So we load it on up hit the old back road
Then she look me dead in my eyes and said

[Pre-Chorus:]
Ain’t no slowing down
Couldn’t stop me if you tried
Riding like some outlaws tearing though that country side

[Chorus:]
When you see a mud hole run through it
I bet the four fifty four run though it
With shots we gon run through it
And don’t tell me I won’t cause I’m a do it

[Verse 2:]
How dirty can you get
She said watch this
Locked it in four low and straight rubbed them dip
Slanging out them mud I heard em roar on them tips
As they hit four grand on the RPM’s
She dump the clutch and let loose
Smokes stacks higher than the roof
Burning coal let’s she knows what she doing
Everytime she pulls up they got babe ruth
She something like a mud ball queen
Hates spending getting dirty know what I mean
She’s the baddest thing I’ve ever seen
From here to there and everywhere in between

[Pre-Chorus:]
Ain’t no slowing down
Couldn’t stop me if you tried
Riding like some outlaws tearing though that country side

[Chorus:]
When you see a mud hole run through it
I bet the four fifty four run though it
With shots we gon run through it
And don’t tell me I won’t cause I’m a do it

[Verse 3:]
I got this Chevrolet sitting up high
Got a pretty girl to my right
Been running this county all night
On some outlaw sh*t like Bonnie and Clyde (thats right)
That’s right.. that’s right.. that’s right

[Pre-Chorus:]
Ain’t no slowing down
Couldn’t stop me if you tried
Riding like some outlaws tearing though that country side

[Chorus:]
When you see a mud hole run through it
I bet the four fifty four run though it
With shots we gon run through it
And don’t tell me I won’t cause I’m a do it

Cypress Spring – Country Girl Twerk (Denim Album)

[Verse 1:]
Sitting high on thirty eights
Pullin up in the chevrolet
Daisy duke jump all night
Make you want to run around scream and shout
Find a spot way back in the woods
Country girls yeah they do it good
She grab her knees then drop it down low
Little twist and shake that’s how she roll
We’s outside by the bonfire
Radio turned way up
Them denim shorts cut way off
That chevrolet jacked way up
Ass around turning up
Girl on fire she burnin up
The way she pop and drop it to the floor
That the country twerk

[Pre-Chorus:]
Put your hands up high
Started taking shots
Then she took it to the dance floor and dropped it like it’s hot
She was out there with her friends
Putting in work
There ain’t no competition for her hell naw
That’s a country girl twerk

[Chorus:]
Find a spot way back in the woods
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
Country girls they do it good
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
She grab her knees she drop it down low
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
Little twist and shake that’s how she work
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk

[Verse 2:]
Ridin with the boys we was at the bar
Looking for a good time we was flirting hard
When a blonde haired chick walk through the door
She was turning heads on her way to the dance floor
Country girl gather round
Watching her she breaks it down
Jealous girls they start to frown
With a crooked little smile she shuts them down
We just sitting at the bar with a drink in hand
Take a shot of the shine with a couple of friends
Next thing you know the dj turn up
Little country mix with some bump in the trunk
She grabbed her girls and they hit the floor
Them daisy dukes she drop it low
Them cut off jeans with a niner shirt
She just fine as hell with that country girl twerk

[Pre-Chorus:]
Put your hands up high
Started taking shots
Then she took it to the dance floor and dropped it like it’s hot
She was out there with her friends
Putting in work
There ain’t no competition for her hell naw
That’s a country girl twerk

[Chorus:]
Find a spot way back in the woods
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
Country girls they do it good
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
She grab her knees she drop it down low
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk
Little twist and shake that’s how she work
Yeah that’s a country girl twerk

[Outro:]
Twerk…twerk…twerk..twerk..twerk
Country girl twerk..twerk…twerk [repeat]

Lacuna Coil – Spellbound

Burning here in the room
Feeling that the walls are moving closer
Silent scene, the dark takes me
Leads me to the ending of another day
I’m haunted

Tell me who you are, I am spellbound
You cannot have this control on me
Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
I will break the spell you put on me

Velvet drapes, glowing candles
Silent whispers of words inside of my head
The night that comes, it waits for me
Lifts me to the ending of another day
I’m haunted

Tell me who you are, I am spellbound
You cannot have this control on me
Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
I will break the spell you put on me

Tell me who you are, I am spellbound
You cannot have this control on me
Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
I will break the spell you put on me

Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
Everywhere I go, I am spellbound
I will break the spell you put on me

Josie and the Pussycats – Spin Around

La la la
La la la la
La la la
La la la la
La la la, la la la
Yeah
1,2
1, 2, 3, 4

Spin around
Come back home
You’re running out on a line
Sometimes feel I’m
Going outta my mind
Stunned here waiting
For anyone to take the time
Spin around
We get further and further away
Smile and wave
Ain’t got nothing to say
Frozen, waiting for anyone
To take the time
To change my mind, this time

Well I’ve been staring at
The sun for some time
It gets dark inside
But I don’t mind
And if you’re gone it’s
Like I’m going blind
I can’t get by this time

Spin around, jump back
Take another look at yourself
You’ve been hiding
All along on a shelf
Frozen, waiting for
Anyone to take the time
Spin around, come down now
‘Cause it’s all getting clear
Everything you ever wanted is here
You never needed anyone
To change your mind
Don’t waste our time
We’re fine

Well I’ve been staring at
The sun for some time
It gets dark inside
But I don’t mind
And if you’re gone it’s
Like I’m going blind
I can’t get by this time

La la la
La la la la
La la la
La la la la
La la la, la la la
Yeah

La la la
La la la la
La la la
La la la la
La la la, la la la
Yeah

Spin around and around
And around and around
Never want to come back down
‘Cause everything
You’ve lost I’ve found
Yeah

Spin around and around
And around and around
Never want to come back down
‘Cause everything
You’ve lost I’ve found
Yeah

Spin around and around and ah
Spin around and around and ah
Spin around and around and ah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Plain White T’s – Hate (I Don’t Really Like You)

Love, love, love, love, love, love
Woo!

You were everything I wanted
You were everything a girl could be
Then you left me brokenhearted
Now you don’t mean a thing to me
All I wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love

Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you
Now that it’s over
I don’t even know what I liked about you
Brought you around
And you just brought me down
Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you

I really don’t like you

Thought that everything was perfect
Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?
Thought you thought that I was worth it
Now I think a little differently
All I wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love

Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you
Now that it’s over
I don’t even know what I liked about you
Brought you around
And you just brought me down
Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you

Now that it’s over
You can’t hurt me
Now that it’s over
You can’t bring me down

All I wanted was your
Love, love, love, love, love, love

Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you
Now that it’s over
I don’t even know what I liked about you
Brought you around
And you just brought me down
Hate is a strong word
But I really, really, really don’t like you

I really don’t like you
I really don’t like you
I really don’t like you

The Bloodhound Gang – Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket

Batter-dip the cranny axe
In the gut locker

Retro-fit the pudding hatch, ooh la la
With the boink swatter

If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don’t wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo

Marinate the nether rod
In the squish mitten

Power drill the yippee bog
With the dude piston

Pressure wash the quiver bone
In the bitch wrinkle

Cannonball the fiddle cove, ooh la la
With the pork steeple,
If I get you in the loop
When I make a point to be straight with you then
In lieu of the innuendo, in the end, know my intent though
I Brazilian wax poetic, so pathetically
I don’t wanna beat around the bush
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo
Foxtrot uniform Charlie Kilo

Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where
Put the you-know-what in the you-know-where pronto

honeyhoney – Little Toy Gun

I know you sat alone so many nights waiting for me
Cold, your face like a stone, I hang up the phone when we disagree
Standing there by my side when the fighting is done
Glaring at me in the light is my little toy gun
Shiny & black like shoes on a rack with a trigger that’s dressed up in gold
It’s always warm inside my home but it’s handle is always so cold
Whispering into my ear, all the lies you spun
My single greatest fear is my little toy gun
Wait for the day when I can save face and come to a happy home
I know it’s turning me to the count of girl who’d rather be alone
Just wait til I get my way — I promise you it won’t be fun
If you feel like you should pray, pray for my little toy gun

Atomic Kitten – Whole Again (Us Version)

If you see me walking down the street
Staring at the sky and draggin’ my two feet
You just passed me by it still makes me cry
But you can make me whole again

If you see me with another man
Laughing and joking doin’ what I can
I won’t put you down ‘coz I want you around
You can make me whole again

Looking back on where we first met
I cannot escape and I cannot forget
Baby, you’re the one you still turn me on
You can make me whole again

Time is layin’ heavy on my heart
Seems I’ve got too much of it since we’ve been apart
My friends make me smile if only for a while
You can make me whole again

Looking back on where we first met
I cannot escape and I cannot forget
Baby, you’re the one you still turn me on
You can make me whole again

For now I have to wait
But baby if you change your mind don’t be too late
‘Coz I just can’t go on it’s already been to long
But you can make me whole again

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Looking back on where we first met
I cannot escape and I cannot forget
Baby, you’re the one you still turn me on
You can make me whole again

The world, looking back on where we first met
I cannot escape and I cannot forget
Baby, you’re the one you still turn me on
You can make me whole again
Baby you’re the one you still turn me on
You can make me whole again

The Who – Won’t Get Fooled Again (feat. Noel Gallagher) (Live)

We’ll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone
And the men who spurred us on
Sit in judgment of all wrong
They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again

The change it had to come
We knew it all along
We were liberated from the fold, that’s all
And the world looks just the same
And history ain’t changed
‘Cause the banners, they all flown in the last war

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Pick up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
No, no!

I’ll move myself and my family aside
If we happen to be left half alive
I’ll get all my papers and smile at the sky
For I know that the hypnotized never lie
Do ya?

Yeah!

There’s nothing in the street
Looks any different to me
And the slogans are replaced, by-the-bye
And the parting on the left
Is now parting on the right
And the beards have all grown longer overnight

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution
Take a bow for the new revolution
Smile and grin at the change all around
Get up my guitar and play
Just like yesterday
Then I’ll get on my knees and pray
We don’t get fooled again
Don’t get fooled again
No, no!

Yeah!

Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss

AC/DC – It’s A Long Way To The Top (If You Wanna Rock N Roll) (From “School Of Rock”)

Ridin’ down the highway
Goin’ to a show
Stoppin’ all the byways
Playin rock ‘n’ roll

Gettin’ robbed
Gettin’ stoned
Gettin’ beat up
Broken boned
Gettin’ had
Gettin’ took
I tell you people it’s harder than it looks
‘Cause it’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll
Yes it’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll

You think it’s easy playin’ one night stands
Then try playin’ in a rock roll band
It’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll

Hotel motel
Make you want a cry
Made it through the hot sun
Your the reason why

Didn’t know
Gettin’ grey
Gettin’ ripped off
Under paid
Gettin’ had
Gettin’ took
I tell you people it’s harder than it looks
‘Cause it’s a long way to the top
If you want to rock ‘n’ roll

All right now take it down nice and easy
The next thing I want to hear
Is a face melting solo by our own Zack Mooneyham go

Dude, is my face okay?
I think you melted it off
Ah

All right now the next thing I want to hear
The very next, I don’t want to hear anything
Unless I hear a gut bustin’ drum solo, from Freddy take it away

Ah it’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll
Yes it’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll

Ah my gut got busted
What did you do, Freddy?

Now, I think it’s time we heard from a little somebody
Lawrence on lead solo keyboard, go

Whoa, long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll
All right slow it down, listen up you guys
Hear is what I need
I need you girls to repeat after me
Rrrrrubedubedube
Rrrrrubedubedube
Reblumbeblumblay
Reblumbeblumblay
Chickychickychickychickychickchig
Chickychickychickychickychickchig
Kakakakakakakeee
Kakakakakakakeee

Now the first test is over
I’m going to need Alicia to give me a two second vocal solo go

Don’t Bogart the mike, Alicia
That was beautiful, but now it’s time
Come on Tamika melt it

That was tasty
Martha, blow my brains out go

The movie is over (the movie’s really over)
But were still on screen (but were still on screen)
Everybody’s rockin’ (everybody’s rockin’)
And we came from Horace Green (and we came from Horace Green)

It’s time for my solo

Movies almost over
And get out now
Get really out
Ya get out now

Ah
It’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll
Yes it’s a long way to the top if you want to rock ‘n’ roll

All right stop you guys stop
Seriously you guys
All right take five take five
You want to go all right that was a good class

Bon Jovi – Have A Nice Day

Why, you wanna tell me how to live my life?
Who, are you to tell me if it’s black or white?
Mama, can you hear me? Try to understand.
Is innocence the difference between a boy and a man?
My daddy lived the lie, that’s just the price that he paid
Sacrificed his life, just slavin’ away.

Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto,
That gets me through the night.
I ain’t gonna do what I don’t want to,
I’m gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day

Take a look around you; nothing’s what it seems
We’re living in the broken home of hopes and dreams,
Let me be the first to shake a helping hand.
Anybody brave enough to take a stand,
I’ve knocked on every door, on every dead end street,
Looking for forgiveness,
what’s left to believe?

Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto,
That gets me through the night.
I ain’t gonna do what I don’t want to,
I’m gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.

[Guitar Solo]

Ohhh, if there’s one thing I hang onto,
That gets me through the night.
I ain’t gonna do what I don’t want to,
I’m gonna live my life.
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day.

When The world keeps trying, to drag me down,
I gotta raise my hands, I’m gonna stand my ground.
Well I say, Have A Nice Day.
Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day

Kaiser Chiefs – Ruby

Let it never be said that romance is dead
cos’ there’s so little else occupying my head
There is nothing I need, cept the function to breathe
But I’m not really fussed doesn’t matter to me

Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby

Due to lack of interest
tomorrow is cancelled
let the clocks be reset and the pendulums held
cos’ theres nothing at all cept’ the space in between
Finding out what you’re called and repeating your name

Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby

Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me
Could it be could it be that you’re joking with me
And you don’t really see you with me

Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
Know what your doing, doing to me
Ruby Ruby Ruby Ruby
Do ya do ya do ya do ya
what your doing, doing to me

Coldplay – Clocks

The lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh, I beg, I beg and plead, singing

Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head, and a
Trouble that can’t be named
A tiger’s waiting to be tamed, singing

You are
You are

Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks, gonna
Come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know, singing

Come out upon my seas
Curse missed opportunities, am I
A part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease? Singing

You are
You are
You are
You are

You are
You are

And nothing else compares
Oh, nothing else compares
And nothing else compares

You are
You are

Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are)
Home, home, where I wanted to go (You are)

Audioslave – Show Me How To Live (At Rock Am Ring 2004) (Live)

In with the early dawn
Moving right along
I couldn’t buy an eye of sleep
And in the aching night
Under satellite
I was not recieved
With the stolen parts
A telephone in my heart
Someone get me a priest
To put my mind to bed
This ringing in my head
Is this a cure is or is this a disease

Hey hey I said
Near as I can figure
You gave me life now
Show me how to live
Hey hey I said
Near as I can figure
You gave me life now
Show me how to live

In the afterbirth
On the quiet earth
Let this things remind me
You thought you made amend
You better think again
Before my row defines you

Hey hey I said
Near as I an figure
You gave me life now show me how to live
Hey hey I said
Near as I can figure
You gave me life now
Show me how to live

And in your waiting hands
I will land
And roll out of my skin
And in your final hours I will stand
Ready to begin
Ready to begin
Ready to begin
Ready to begin

Hey hey I said
Near as I can figure
You gave me life now
Show me how to live
Hey hey I said
Near as I can figure
You gave me life now
Show me how to live
Show me how to live
Show me how to live
Show me how to live
Show me how to live

Green Day – Macy’s Day Parade

Today’s the Macy’s Day parade
The night of the living dead is on its way
With a credit report for duty call
It’s a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin ten percent more free
Red-light special at the mausoleum

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
What’s the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope

When I was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven’t got
Oh, I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between
Thieves and crooks
Lesson learned to me and you

Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
‘Cause I’m thinking ’bout
A brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
‘Cause now I know
It’s all that I wanted

What’s the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I’m thinking ’bout
A brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
And where it goes
And I’m thinking ’bout
The only road
The one I’ve never known
And where it goes

And I’m thinking ’bout
A brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
‘Cause now I know
It’s all that I wanted

Richard Ashcroft – C’mon People

Sometimes I feel like I can’t move on
nothing in life is turning me on
but I still see clearly, when I see you smiling

you know nothing seems to fit
I couldn’t see my way through this shit
when every single second of my waking day

was thinking of you
thinking of you
you never know

that I am alive
I am alive
I want to grow

there are so many things I can do
just like falling in love with you

so take my hand now understand now
you can come here too

c’mon people we’re making it now
yeah yeah yeah

c’mon people we’re making it now
yeah yeah yeah

but today I worked it out
I got something I can shout about
someone who believes in all the things I’m thinking

but where have you gone
where have you gone
I’ll never know

that I am alive
I am alive
I want to grow

there are so many things I can do
just like falling in love with you

so take my hand now understand now
you can come here too

c’mon people we’re making it now
if only you could be with us