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Bon Jovi – Scars On This Guitar (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Another Friday night I’m somewhere
A little drunk and worn out from the show
It’s a hallway to a hotel room
The truck’s already rolling down the road
I find the lights take off my coat
I see her there just lying on the bed
She’s seen me through my yesterdays
God knows tonight I’m needing her again
She’s the place I go
When there’s nowhere left to run to
She’s the one I hold
When there’s no one to hold on to
She’s been with me late at night
When I was drowning in the dark
She heard my every word
When I was pouring out my heart
So I thank my lucky stars
For every crack, scratch and scar on this guitar
She’s given me her best
When I am at my worst
When I can’t find the pieces
Fingers scratching in the dirt
She offers no forgiveness
‘Cause she likes to make it hurt
She’s the place I go
When there’s nowhere left to run to
She’s the one I hold
When there’s no one to hold on to
She’s been with me late at night
When I was drowning in the dark
She heard my every word
When I was pouring out my heart
So I thank my lucky stars
For every crack, scratch and scar on this guitar
Morning like a freight train
Last night still ringing in my head
Before today becomes tomorrow
Tonight I know I’ll do it all again
She’s the place I go
When there’s nowhere left to run to
She’s the one I hold
When there’s no one to hold on to
She’s been with me late at night
When I was drowning in the dark
She heard my every word
When I was pouring out my heart
So I thank my lucky stars
For every crack, scratch and scar on this guitar
And so I thank my lucky stars
For every crack, scratch and scar on this guitar

Bon Jovi – God Bless This Mess (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

I got some blood under my nails, I got some mud on my face
My voice is shot I’m going grey, these muscles all ache
Don’t cry for me, I’m the life of the party
I’m smiling most of the time
I may be gritting my teeth, can’t get back where we started
These days I’m doing just fine
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
Won’t pound my chest or criticize
I must confess, I’ve lived, I’ve died
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
I knew every buried body paid for each head stone
I may have led the prayers in public but I cried alone
Found God through sin but this ain’t my confession
I’ll wait on judgement day
It’s lose or win, got no need for protection
Stand up or out of my way
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
Won’t pound my chest or criticize
I must confess, I’ve lived, I’ve died
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
The howling doom day dogs are snapping
At your feet round here the
Sky is cracked but won’t
Admit defeat
And well it got your back and stood it
At your side this treasure
Chest of rags still keeps this
Dream alive
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
Won’t pound my chest or criticize
I must confess, I’ve lived, I’ve died
God bless this mess, this mess is mine
God bless this mess, this mess is mine

Bon Jovi – Reunion (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

[Verse 1]
This isn’t how your story ends, my friends
It’s just a fork along the road
Don’t say your prayers, save your amens
You’ve come this far, but you’re still far from home
Don’t say goodbye, just say farewell
Write every line you live to tell
Hold your head like Harry, give ’em hell
As the night ignites the day
Make some memories along the way

[Chorus]
Write your song, sing along, love your life
Learn to laugh, dare to dance, touch the sky
Take pictures each step of the way
Make this the best of the rest of your days
Start your revolution and I’ll see you at the reunion

[Verse 2]
Some friends will go and some will stay
Okay, some last a chapter, some a page
For some love comes disguised as lust
But you’ll find love when you find trust one day
Do better than our parents did
Imperfect husband, wife, and kids
Go chart your course then turn it upside down
Go live your life, eyes open wide
Who’s to say what’s wrong or right, right?

[Chorus]
Write your song, sing along, love your life
Learn to laugh, dare to dance, touch the sky
Take pictures each step of the way
Make this the best of the rest of your days
Start your own revolution and I’ll see you at the reunion
Well, I’ll see you at the reunion

[Bridge]
As the night ignites the day
We’ll make some memories along the way

[Chorus]
Write your song, sing along, love your life
Learn to laugh, dare to dance, touch the sky
Take pictures each step of the way
Make this the best of the rest of your days
I say, go start your own revolution
And I’ll see you at the reunion
I’ll see you at the reunion
I’ll see you at the reunion

This isn’t how your story ends, my friends
It’s just a fork along the road

Bon Jovi – Real Love (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

[Verse 1]
They’re putting up the chairs too close, she let me settle up my tab
I tore the button off it’s coat, [?] jumped to hail us a cab
We can get a cup of coffee [more than?] less you gotta get back home…

Sitting across that table, a gypsy couldn’t read her mind
I took her hand and told her, I just wanna crawl into your eyes
She shook her head and said, “It’s cold”; cold is just a cheap disguise

[Chorus]
Have you ever known a real love?
The kind of love that makes you feel, love?
No, this ain’t let’s make a deal, love
It’d make an angel give his wings up
It makes you guilty ’cause you want more
If it’s a kiss that you would die for
Feels like you’re falling through the stars
If it could break your heart
It’s real love

[Verse 2]
We drank that muddy pot of coffee, it was [?] when I walked her home
I’ve never been this lonely, lying in this bed alone
Her words still ringing in my head, [?] like a stone

[Chorus]
Have you ever known a real love?
The kind of love that makes you feel, love?
No, this ain’t let’s make a deal, love
Make an angel give his wings up
It makes you guilty ’cause you want more
If it’s a kiss that you would die for
Feels like you’re falling through the stars
If it can break your heart
It’s real love

[Bridge]
I put on that same shirt, and I ran out the door
Stole a fistful of roses from the sidewalk store
With just my heart in my hand, I had nothing to prove
Standing up on her front steps calling to her window…

[Chorus]
Have you ever known a real love?
The kind of love that makes you feel, love?
No, this ain’t let’s make a deal, love
It’d make an angel give his wings up
It makes you guilty ’cause you want more
If there’s a kiss that you will die for
Feels like you’re falling through the stars
If it can break your heart
It’s real love

[Outro]
Feels like you’re falling through the stars
If it can break your heart
It’s real love

Bon Jovi – All Hail The King (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Heavy is the head that wears the crown
All the people came to hear him speak from miles around
They hug on every word a song in every sound
Heavy is the head that wears the crown

He touched the sky to light up all the stars
He could snap his fingers and catch lightning in a jar
I am you and you are me and we are who we are
Touch the sky and light up all the stars

All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
All hail the king whose fortune is his soul

He climbed the clouds to heaven’s highest hill
When you get that high the earth below looks just like a blue pill
Gave wind to all his horses and to all his men good will
When he climbed down from heaven’s highest hill

All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
All hail the king whose fortune is his soul

He breathed his last, they laid him in the ground
False prophets spoke of riches and said all hail to us now
The faithful wouldn’t listen and they never would bow down
He breathed his last, they laid him in the ground

All hail the king whose castle’s falling down
The paper prince who wears a cardboard crown
Poor man has his money, rich man has his gold
All hail the king whose fortune is his soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul
Soul

Bon Jovi – We Don’t Run (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Take a look around you, yeah, the sky is falling
Sinners say your prayers this train is off the tracks
Nothing is forever when tomorrow’s calling
Dancing with the devil to get one day back
I’m not afraid of burning bridges
‘Cause I know they’re gonna light my way
Like a Phoenix, from the ashes
Welcome to the future it’s a new day
We don’t run
I’m standing my ground
We don’t run
And we don’t back down
There’s fire in the sky, there’s thunder on the mountains
Bless each tear and this dirt I was born in (run)
We don’t run, we don’t run
Take me to the banks of your muddy water
Where the flesh and blood and the spirit meet
Only takes your touch for me to find salvation
You’re the only reason that I still believe
I’m not afraid of burning bridges
‘Cause I know they’re gonna light my way
Like a Phoenix, from the ashes
Welcome to the future it’s a new day
We don’t run
I’m standing my ground
We don’t run
And we don’t back down
There’s fire in the sky, there’s thunder on the mountain
Bless each tear and this dirt I was born in (run)
We don’t run, we don’t run
We don’t run
I’m standing my ground
We don’t run
And we don’t back down
There’s fire in the sky, there’s thunder on the mountain
Bless each tear and this dirt I was born in (run)
We don’t run, we don’t run
We don’t run

Bon Jovi – Come On Up To Our House (Live From The London Palladium/2016) (This House Is Not For Sale Album)

Come on up to our house
Let us make you feel at home
Come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
I wish tonight would last forever and it would never end
We were introduced as strangers
Now we’re leaving here as friends
Every word that you speak is a melody
As we’re writing the songs of our lives
Everyone knows we don’t want to go home
But we can’t stay here tonight
Come on up to our house
Let us make you feel at home
Come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
All are welcome at our table
You can never stay too long
Come on up to out house
I will leave the porch light on
You could tell me your life story
I could finish every line
The one about hurt and the heartache
It still gets me every time
Every word that you speak is the harmony
To the song that I’m singing inside
Everyone knows we don’t want to go home
But we can’t stay here tonight
Come on up to our house
Let us make you feel at home
Come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
All are welcome at our table
You can never stay too long
Come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
I wish tonight could last forever
‘Cause I ain’t good at saying goodbye
Everyone knows we don’t want to go home
But we can’t stay here tonight
Come on up to our house
Let us make you feel at home
Come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
For the restless and the weary
You will never be alone
All are welcome at our table
You can never stay too long
So come on up to our house
I will leave the porch light on
(Come on up to our house)
(Let us make you feel at home)
Come on up to our house (come on up to our house)
(I will leave the porch light on)
Come on up to our house (come on up to our house)
(Let us make you feel at home)
Come on up to our house
(Come on up to our house)

Taylor Swift – Today Was A Fairytale

Today was a fairytale
You were the prince
I used to be a damsel in distress
You took me by the hand and you picked me up at six
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale
I wore a dress
You wore a dark gray t-shirt
You told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess
Today was a fairytale
Time slows down whenever you’re around
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale
You’ve got a smile that takes me to another planet
Every move you make everything you say is right
Today was a fairytale
Today was a fairytale
All that I can say is now it’s getting so much clearer
Nothin’ made sense ’til the time I saw your face
Today was a fairytale
Time slows down whenever you’re around
Yeah yeah
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
Time slows down whenever you’re around
I can feel my heart
It’s beating in my chest
Did you feel it?
I can’t put this down
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
But can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standing there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
Oh oh yeah yeah oh
Today was a fairytale

Taylor Swift – Santa Baby

Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me
I’ve been an awful good girl, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a ’54 convertible, too, light blue
Well I’ll wait up for you, dear, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight, yeah

Think of all the fun I’ve missed
Think of all the boys I haven’t kissed
Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my Christmas list

Santa baby, I want a yacht and really that’s not a lot
I’ve been an angel all year, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa, honey, there’s one more thing I really do need, the deed
To a platinum mine, Santa honey
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my Christmas tree
With some decorations bought at Tiffany’s
I really do believe in you
Let’s see if you believe in me

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing
A ring
And I don’t mean on the phone, Santa baby
So hurry down the chimney tonight

Ice Cube – Hello (feat. Dr. Dre & MC Ren)

Look at these Niggas With Attitudes {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? (Hello)

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

The motherfuckin world is a ghetto
Full of magazines, full clips, and heavy metal
When the smoke settle
I’m just lookin’ for a big yellow
In six inch stilletos
Dr. Dre {Hello} perculatin’ keep em waitin
While you sittin here hatin, yo’ bitch is hyperventilatin’
Hopin’ that we penetratin, you gets natin’
Cause I never been to Satan, for hardcore administratin’
Gangbang affiliatin, MC Ren’ll have you
Wildin’ off a zone and a whole half a gallon
{Get to dialin} 9 1 1 emergency
{And you can tell em} It’s my son he’s hurtin me
{And he’s a felon} On parole for robbery
Ain’t no coppin a plea, ain’t no stoppin’ a G
I’m in the 6 you got to hop in the 3, company monopoly
You handle shit sloppily I drop a ki properly
They call me the Don Dada
Pop a collar, drop a dollar if you hear me you can holla
Even rottweilers, follow, the Impala
Wanna talk about this concrete? Nigga I’m a scholar
The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible
Beg a ho, let it go, dick ain’t edible
Nigga ain’t federal, I plan shit
While you hand picked motherfuckers givin up transcripts

Look at these Niggas With Attitudes {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get?

Villain blows up yo’ spot
Take yo’ notebook yo’ bitch and yo’ Glock
This motherfucker thought the coochie had a padlock
You slapped her ass that’s alarmin
Cause she want my Worm like Carmen
We chin check niggas, them thin check niggas
Run trains on golddiggers beware these fo’ niggas
Scarin motherfuckers like Steven King flicks
Makin’ niggas clear the room like a dyke fleein’ dick
Makin 2nd II None shit, nigga like Quik
So when I bomb first nigga who you rollin with?
Fuck that ice on your wrist, fuck yo’ fine ass bitch
Cause you could lose it in a tussle nigga watch me hustle
Watch niggas kiss my ass without flexin a muscle
Bitches – all in the back they knees waitin to buckle
Same time same channel don’t change the dial
Niggaz4Life, fuckin your wife, these niggas wild {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the muh’fuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

Did I fall off? Got you in your room
Rippin every "Chronic" poster on your wall off
Just cause I put away the sawed off
Now I got you sittin back with a smirk
Listenin with your arms crossed
Questionin Dre’s credibility {What?}
Wondering if it’s still in me to produce hits
Y’all be killin me
As if I need to make mo’ I got a mansion
And six cars that are paid fo’ suck my dick! {Hello}
We came a long way from not givin a fuck
Sellin tapes out of a trunk to movin this far up
Now we got the whole world starstruck
Made a million plus and still don’t give a motherfuck
Motherfucker I’m Dre – I don’t need your respect
I don’t need to make another album bitch I don’t gotta do shit
I do it because I want to not to stay in the game
Fuck the fame, I’m still stayin the same, lil’ bitch! {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

I started this gangsta shit
And this the motherfuckin thanks I get? {Hello}

Look at these Niggas With Attitudes {Hello}

Françoise Hardy – J’suis D’accord

Je suis d’accord pour le cinéma
Pour le rock, le twist ou le cha-cha
Je suis d’accord pour tout ce que tu voudras
Mais ne compte pas sur moi pour aller chez toi

Dans la rue, si nous nous promenons
Je suis d’accord, pour de longues stations
Tu peux me faire mille propositions
Mais ne me demande pas d’aller chez toi

Baby si tu n’es pas content
Je penserai que ça signifie
Que tu ne m’aimes pas comme tu le prétends
Et que, bien souvent, tu m’as menti

Je suis d’accord, ensemble on est heureux
Je suis d’accord, on fait de notre mieux
Ça peut durer peut-être un mois ou deux
Si tu ne me demandes pas d’aller chez toi

Je suis d’accord, ensemble on est heureux
Je suis d’accord, on fait de notre mieux
Ça peut durer peut-être un mois ou deux
Si tu ne me demandes pas d’aller chez toi

Si tu ne me demandes pas d’aller chez toi
Chez toi, chez toi, chez toi

Taylor Swift – Back To December

I’m so glad you made time to see me.
How’s life, tell me how’s your family?
I haven’t seen them in a while.
You’ve been good, busier then ever.
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why.

Cause the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind.
You gave me roses and I left them there to die.

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night,
And I go back to December all the time.
Turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December, turn around and make it all right.
I go back to December all the time.

These days I haven’t been sleeping
Staying up playing back myself leaving,
When your birthday passed and I didn’t call.
And I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
Realized that I loved you in the fall.
Then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.
You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye.

So this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night.
And I go back to December all the time.
Turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December turn around and change my own mind.
I go back to December all the time

I miss your tan skin, your sweet smile, so good to me, so right,
And how you held me in your arms that September night,
The first time you ever saw me cry.
Maybe this is wishful thinking,
Probably mindless dreaming
If we loved again I swear I’d love you right.

I’d go back in time and change it but I can’t
So if the chain is on your door, I understand.

But this is me swallowing my pride,
Standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night,
And I go back to December.
Turns out freedom aint nothing but missing you,
Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine.
I’d go back to December turn around and make it alright.
I’d go back to December turn around and change my own mind.
I go back to December all the time.

All the time

Alisia & Ilian – Нито Дума

Нито дума за това,
какво ти правя през нощта.
Ако утре си мълчиш,
може пак при мен да спиш.
Тръпка си и тайна си,
и ще си с мене – казвам ти.
Тези моменти крадени,
не, не са достатъчни.

Ако си тръгваш аз умирам,
като болна се прибирам.
По-мене пазя ти следите,
още си ми пред очите.
А спомняш ли си как целувам?
За тези устните съществувам.
Това е лудост и го знаем,
даваш ми любов на заем.

Нито дума за това,
какво ти правя през нощта.
Ако утре си мълчиш,
може пак при мен да спиш.
Тръпка си и тайна си,
и ще си с мене – казвам ти.
Тези моменти крадени,
не, не са достатъчни.

Да ни усетях става сложно,
да сме далечни невъзможно.
От всички трябва да се крием,
но това ще ни убие.
Аз от всеки те ревнувам,
друг за мен не съществува.
Това е лудост и го знаем,
даваш ми любов на заем.

Taylor Swift – I Knew You Were Trouble

Once upon time
A few mistakes ago
I was in your sights
You got me alone
You found me
You found me
You found me

I guess you didn’t care
And I guess I liked that
And when I fell hard
You took a step back
Without me, without me, without me

And he’s long gone
When he’s next to me
And I realize the blame is on me

Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

No apologies
He’ll never see you cry
Pretend he doesn’t know
That he’s the reason why
You’re drowning, you’re drowning, you’re drowning

And I heard you moved on
From whispers on the street
A new notch in your belt
Is all I’ll ever be
And now I see, now I see, now I see
He was long gone
When he met me
And I realize the joke is on me

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

When your sadest fear comes creeping in
That you never loved me or her or anyone or anything
Yeah

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
So you put me down oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places i’d never been
Now i’m lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble!

The Beatles – I’ll Follow The Sun

One day you’ll look
To see I’ve gone
For tomorrow may rain, so
I’ll follow the sun

Some day you’ll know
I was the one
But tomorrow may rain, so
I’ll follow the sun

And now the time has come
And so, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh

One day you’ll find
That I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so
I’ll follow the sun

Yeah, tomorrow may rain, so
I’ll follow the sun

And now the time has come
And so, my love, I must go
And though I lose a friend
In the end you will know, oh

One day you’ll find
That I have gone
But tomorrow may rain, so
I’ll follow the sun

The Beatles – I’ll Cry Instead

I’ve got every reason on earth to be mad
‘Cos I just lost the only girl I had
If I could get my way
I’d get myself locked up today
But I can’t, so I’ll cry instead

I’ve got a chip on my shoulder that’s bigger than my feet
I can’t talk to people that I meet
If I could see you now
I’d try to make you sad somehow
But I can’t, so I’ll cry instead

Don’t want to cry when there’s people there
I get shy when they start to stare
I’m gonna hide myself away-ay
But I’ll come back again someday

And when I do, you’d better hide all the girls
I’m gonna break their hearts all ’round the world
Yes, I’m gonna break ’em in two
And show you what your loving man can do
Until then, I’ll cry instead

I’ve got every reason on earth to be mad
‘Cos I just lost the only girl I had
If I could get my way
I’d get myself locked up today
But I can’t, so I’ll cry instead

Don’t want to cry when there’s people there
I get shy when they start to stare
I’m gonna hide myself away-ay
But I’ll come back again someday

And when I do, you’d better hide all the girls
‘Cos I’m gonna break their hearts all ’round the world
Yes, I’m gonna break ’em in two
And show you what your loving man can do
Until then, I’ll cry instead

The Beatles – Birthday

They say it’s your birthday
Well, it’s my birthday too, yeah
They say it’s your birthday
We’re gonna have a good time
I’m glad it’s your birthday
Happy birthday to you

(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!)

Yes, we’re going to a party, party
Yes, we’re going to a party, party
Yes, we’re going to a party, party

I would like you to dance (birthday)
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance (birthday)
I would like you to dance (birthday)
Dance, yeah

Whoo
Come on

I would like you to dance (birthday)
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance (birthday)
I would like you to dance (birthday)
Whoo, dance, dance

They say it’s your birthday
Well, it’s my birthday too, yeah
They say it’s your birthday
We’re gonna have a good time
I’m glad it’s your birthday
Happy birthday to you

Tove Lo – Moments

[Verse 1]
I grew up with a lot of green
Nice things ’round me
I was safe, I was fine
Grew up with a lot of dreams
Plans who to be
None of them, none were mine

[Pre-Chorus]
I love freaks, I don’t care if you’re a wild one
I love freaks, I don’t care if you’re a wild one
And me…

[Chorus]
I, I’m not the prettiest you’ve ever seen
But I have my moments, I have my moments
Not the flawless one, I’ve never been
But I have my moments, I have my moments
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck

[Verse 2]
I can’t be the perfect one
But I’ll make you come
And I’m locked in your mind
You can say I don’t belong
That I’m so wrong
I can tell, tell you lie

[Pre-Chorus]
I love freaks, I don’t care if you’re a wild one
I love freaks, I don’t care if you’re a wild one
And me…

[Chorus]
I, I’m not the prettiest you’ve ever seen
But I have my moments, I have my moments
Not the flawless one, I’ve never been
But I have my moments, I have my moments
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck

[Bridge]
Rough around the edges, memories and baggage
You know me
Never play the safe card, when I go, I go hard
Now you know

[Chorus]
I, I’m not the prettiest you’ve ever seen
But I have my moments, I have my moments
Not the flawless one, I’ve never been
But I have my moments, I have my moments
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck
I can get a little drunk, I get into all the don’ts
But on good days I am charming as fuck

YO GOTTI – Castro lyrics

(Yeah) Castro
Whoa, whoa, whoa (yeah)
Cubans on me like I’m Castro (yeah)
Bitches like I’m Castro, yah
Kickin’ bitches like I’m Castro (whoa)
Cuban cigar nigga
Spanish chick, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
The double cross you up, eyeball
Castro, Castro, Castro

Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off
Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off

EA Sports, I’m in the Playoffs (in the game)
I’m in Saks goin’ AWOL
I’m at Neimans goin’ AWOL
Hit your bitch in the Aloft
Head cool, but the pussy wack
Wanna unfuck her, get her pussy back
Cuban on your boy, I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Medellín, Pablo
Money bags, Wells Fargo
Call my driver, where the car go?
100 thousand in my cargo
I get dope by the cargo
I got whips, no car note
I got whips, no slave
All my cribs got maids
All my cribs like a maze
Shit so big, they amazed
Still thuggin’, they amazed
Put me on a track with ‘Ye
In the kitchen rocking ‘Ye’s
In the trenches with the Js
Feds listenin’, we don’t do the phone
They record everythin’ we say

Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off
Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off

Quavo, honcho
My life like Pablo
Cuban hoes fall in love with a nigga
They’ll treat me like Fabio
Off white like shell toes
Stick to the money, velcro
Standin’ on the top ropes
Then I jump down, hit you with the elbow
Why do the birds need a plane if they can fly?
I be standin’ in the field with the fire
So many onions in the trap, make me cry
My styrofoam got more oil than Dubai
Ridin’ round with extendo
Ridin’ round with extendo
Never, never, serve ya kinfolk
Never, never, serve ya kinfolk
Niggas shootin’ out the window
Niggas shootin’ at your window
Yeah, you better keep your head low
Feds watchin’, better lay low

Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off

Anti lame nigga
Take your girl like a pain killer
Just saw a picture of your first baby mama
Look like a train hit her
Can’t finesse me, I’m the finest
AKA, it’s your Highness
I don’t know if she got a snort habit
Or the bitch got sinus
Pyrex tried to sign us
Bakin’ soda tryna sign us
Got a red stove and a gold fork
Shit lookin’ like the ‘9’ers
Told shawty, you a minus
And I say it out of kindness
Cuban links change the climate
Dick tall, she can climb it
Sold so many damn bags
I coulda went diamond
Watch wristband diamond
On my neck look diamond
Simon says nigga stop takin’ my shit
Nigga, start rhymin’
4 rings like an Audi
Hotel suite, cloudy

Cubans on me like I’m Castro
Hit your bitch with a backstroke
Spanish bitch, JLo
Dope money, Pablo
Astronaut, take off
John Travolta (face off)
In the kitchen, have a bake off
She gon’ snort her whole damn face off

NINE INCH NAILS – Burning Bright lyrics

I’m goin’ back
Of course I am
As if I ever had a choice
Back to what I always knew I was
On the inside
Back to what I really am
Look at this pathetic place I made
With little bits of sticks and hair, and anything I found along the way
And tell yourself, you know
You’re not really what you know you are, you know?
Of course you do
I think I may have even listened to you
I think I may have even listened to you
At the height of my demise

(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and

I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire
I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire

Oh my god I missed you, it’s been so long
And I am stronger than I have ever been in my decline
I am stronger than I have ever been in my decline
Now I know, now I know, now I know for certain
Now I know for certain
Shedding any
Burn, motherfucker!
Carry the carcass and throw it on
Pull up a chair and watch
The flies come roaring out
And will surround the entire world
And blacken out the sky and every last one of you
Like a plague of locusts
Like an exit, like an end, like the end

(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and
(Breathe, breathe, breathe)
Break through the surface and

I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire
I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire

I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire
I am forgiven, I am free
I am a field on fire

It’s getting hard to know which side is the dream
I can’t tell if I am dreaming anymore

Kevin Gates – Worst Pain Lyrics

[INTRO: Kevin Gates]
I wake up every morning
With the weight of the world on my shoulders
Feeling like the strongest man in the world
But I ain’t hurting yet

[Chorus D Dash]
Shit I’m trying to make a million
You’ll lose everything
And you’re wondering is it worth it
And I know nobody’s perfect

But all the shit I’m going through
Do I deserve it
I’m confused trying to figure out
My purpose

Showing love but not to see it
It’s the worse shit
Pain that I ever felt
The worsest pain that I ever felt

[VERSE 1: D Dash]
Deez rap niggas lying
They don’t sleep in a trap
They don’t wake up to a nigga
Throwin a brick in they lap
And I don’t glorify the dope boy lifestyle
Sick and tired of living the po boy lifestyle

Laying with the chopstick and the baby nine
Waiting to take a nigga out
If he play with mine
Baby momma call – background – baby crying
Tried to ignore her but she called about 80 times

Went out with ten nigga
Mind on the same thing
And you the only one
That ain’t been to the chain gang
And they asked you to keep rapping
So we can chain things
And since they told you to start trapping
Be hard to maintain

[Chorus]
When you trying to make a million
You’ll lose everything
And you’re wondering is it worth it
And I know nobody’s perfect

But all the shit I’m going through
Do I deserve it
I’m confused trying to figure out
My purpose

Showing love but not to see it
It’s the worse shit
Pain that I ever felt
The worsest pain that I ever felt

[VERSE 2: Kevin Gates]
(Get him Gates)
I’m a little overweight – but no one’s perfect
Down on bended knees – Boyz II Men – seeking purple
Just wanted a bad bitch – to find me attractive
Clothes dirty – make it difficult – when finding me attractive

Sucked up the slack – picked up a fumble and made it happen
After the snap – started punting – pray I don’t get tackled
Know what it take – don’t do what it take – as I pray for balance
Misperceiving me in the media
I ain’t pray for glamour

Real street niggas in Atlanta who play with falcons
Surveillance on my home and phone
While I pay for cameras
Talked about in Church – when it hurts
Get upset – wondering which one of my loved ones
Gonna turn on me next

[Chorus]
When you trying to make a million
You’ll lose everything
And you’re wondering is it worth it
And I know nobody’s perfect

But all the shit I’m going through
Do I deserve it
I’m confused trying to figure out
My purpose

Showing love but not to see it
It’s the worse shit
Pain that I ever felt
The worsest pain that I ever felt

Curren$y – Froze (Welcome to the Winner’s Circle) Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Jets nigga
Welcome to the Winner’s Circle
Uh
Yeah
Jets nigga
Uh
Welcome to the Winner’s Circle
Uh

Never has a nigga this hot
Been slept on for so long
I wonder if niggas would ever catch on
But they woke up finally
Hollywood acknowledged me
Like a classic James Bond
Played by Sean Connery
Uh
All over the place with it
International flower, all over the place Spitta
Smoke one for my homeboy Dippa
When you get out of jail I’ll smoke the next one with ya
Taking over the world from my laptop
FS Jets drop downloadable crack rock
I got purple polo horses on my black socks
I got a pound of purple Urkle at my stash spot
Not for sale, this be the personal
FedEx at the door
Fresh Bapes from Tokyo
They ain’t fucking with the planes and they know it so
The flow so cold the pro tools froze
Yeah

Right back
Welcome to the Winner’s Circle
My name is still in the streets
And my name is still
My name
Yeah

Curren$y – Another Story To Tell Lyrics

Oooh
Who ya’ll talking to
Yeah
Spitta
Yeah
Where haven’t we been yet
FS Jets where haven’t we been yet
Uh
Welcome To The Winner’s Circle nigga
Month after month after month nigga

A nigga never been as fresh as me
I’m fucking with you
But the bad bitches give me my props
Like the newest one that I got
Met her at my Wednesday night spot
Valet park the whip at Harris Casino
Hit the driver with a customary C note
Assembled the crew, blew a half an ounce
Popped a bottle or two
When some NBA niggas in suits came through
One of them played for the Hornets
He had his bitch with him too
I could tell she was on me
Shorty couldn’t keep her eyes off me
To save her life
No ring on her finger so that wasn’t his wife
Not for me to pursue
The bitch would not be right
Left the ball in her court
And she played it smart
Made her way to the bathroom
Slid a piece of paper on my VIP table
In a way so casual
Seven digits written in pink ink
She didn’t leave an area code
I knew she was a local ho
Eye fucking for the rest of the night on the low
Having mind sex right underneath her man’s nose
Hit the bitch with a text
But she couldn’t check her phone in front of man
She waited ’til she made it home
I’m in the room all alone
I heard a text message alert ring tone
Flipped open the celly
The context of the message was the address to her telly
Thought the situation was fishy
But I ignored what I was smelling
But don’t get it twisted
I didn’t head out on a mission
Without calling a bitch
To make sure I had the right idea ’bout this
Cause the last thing I need is a rape charge
From one of these fake broads
Who try to gain access to wreck a niggas bank cards
But fuck all that
Back to the hooper’s ho
In the Chenile sundress on the hotel room floor
Told me that she just want to fuck and smoke with a real nigga
And she only with the other nigga for the dough
I said mama tell me something that I don’t know
We got bent and I broke her back
On and off for a couple of months we did that
The bitch got lost in the swag
Ride me around the city smoking in the man’s whip
Bring the car back smelling like purple grass
I’m surprised he ain’t beat her ass
I know you wanna know how I’m gonna end the story
But I can’t end the story
Cause the story still going
Dude still hooping and his hoes still hoin’
And his ho’s with the planes
And the boy don’t know it
Yeah
Go Hornets
Yeah
FS Jets where haven’t we been yet
Its just rap music man
Welcome to the Winner’s Circle
Its just entertainment
Or is it?
Yeah
For real man

Curren$y – Who Styled Ya Lyrics

From now on let’s just keep everything
Yup
Spitta
Welcome To The Winner’s Circle nigga
Thou shall not front on real shit
Or he’ll face a thousand deaths from this the spit vicious
I go hard like concrete floors
Make bitches legs open like Lambo doors
Up, out
Nigga rich the first season BBC, I’m Mr. Chow
My ghetto chick ordering food she can’t pronounce
Uh
Eat in mama, let it stick to your ribs
But no pics, tell your friends ’bout the shit that we did
Cause I can’t have no evidence of me hanging with other chicks
Floating around, wify trying to fight me on some Springer shit
Its Curren$y or you can call me Mr. Clean kicks
My day job consists of business first
The video games, bong hits, and pulling skirts
Vacationing, month long trips, scamper the earth
I’m trying to find what N.E.R.D. was in search of
Was it love?
Not sure
But I know that your man Hot Spitta
Ain’t one of those niggas who
Don’t know how to dress so they swagger jack Jigga
Wait to see him on stage with it
Then they internet shopping till they get it
Huh
I saw the same thing happen to me
Niggas laughed at my steez, now they’re wearing DCs
Fashion misfits, I’m fashion gifted
You niggas Boo-boo, find Yogi, crash a picnic
Spitta
Yeah

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (Bad Royale Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Britney Spears]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion
Like a slumber party
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean
Building up your fortress like a mountain
Neighbors say we’re causin’ a commotion
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus: Britney Spears]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

[Verse 2: Tinashe & Britney Spears]
Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles
Lovin’ me so hard it’s causin’ trouble
If the seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple (oh)
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight (nigh-igh-igh)
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight (ah, yeah)

[Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go, yeah
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
(Crazy, go) Go crazy, go
Oh, Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

[Chorus: Britney Spears, Tinashe & Both]
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos (our own videos)
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go (go crazy)
Go crazy, go
Uh, Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
(Go crazy, yeah) Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party (a slumber party)
Like a slumber party (I go crazy for you)
Yeah, like a, like a slumber party

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (Danny Dove Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Britney Spears]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion
Like a slumber party
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean
Building up your fortress like a mountain
Neighbors say we’re causin’ a commotion
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus: Britney Spears]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

[Verse 2: Tinashe & Britney Spears]
Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles
Lovin’ me so hard it’s causin’ trouble
If the seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple (oh)
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight (nigh-igh-igh)
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight (ah, yeah)

[Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go, yeah
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
(Crazy, go) Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
(I go fucking crazy)
Like a slumber party
A slumber party, yeah

[Chorus: Britney Spears, Tinashe & Both]
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos (our own videos)
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go (go crazy)
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party (a slumber party)
Like a slumber party (I go crazy for you)
Yeah, like a, like a slumber party

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (Bimbo Jones Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
Like a slumber party

[Verse 1: Britney Spears]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion
Like a slumber party
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean
Building up your fortress like a mountain
Neighbors say we’re causin’ a commotion
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus: Britney Spears]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

[Verse 2: Tinashe & Britney Spears]
Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles
Lovin’ me so hard it’s causin’ trouble
If the seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple (oh)
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight (nigh-igh-igh)
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight (ah, yeah)

[Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
Go crazy, go, yeah
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
(Crazy, go) Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
(I go fucking crazy)
Like a slumber party
A slumber party, yeah

[Refrain: Britney Spears, Tinashe & Both]
Like a slumber party, hey
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight (nigh-igh-igh)
Like a slumber party

[Chorus: Britney Spears, Tinashe & Both]
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos (our own videos)
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go (go crazy)
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, go
(Go crazy, yeah) Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party (a slumber party)
Like a slumber party (I go crazy for you)
Yeah, like a, like a slumber party

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (Misha K Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
Go crazy
(We ain’t gonna sleep tonight)

[Verse 1]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’ (hey)
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion (yeah)
Like a slumber party
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean (hey)
Building up your fortress like a mountain (yeah)
Neighbors say we’re causing a commotion (hey)
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (hey)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (yeah)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus]
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Sleep tonight

[Verse 2]
Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles
Loving me so hard it’s causing trouble
If there’s seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fuckin’ crazy, go
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fuckin’ crazy, go
(Crazy, go) Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
A slumber party, yeah

[Chorus]
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party

[Instrumental]

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (Marc Stout & Scott Svejda Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Britney Spears]
I think I see confetti from this potion
Pillow fights and feathers, overdosin’
Smells like a cologne and candy lotion
Like a slumber party
Sheets all on the floor just like an ocean
Building up your fortress like a mountain
Neighbors say we’re causin’ a commotion
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight

[Chorus: Britney Spears]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go crazy crazy crazy, go
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party
Like a slumber party
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)

[Verse 2: Tinashe & Britney Spears]
Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles
Lovin’ me so hard it’s causin’ trouble
If the seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple (oh)
Like a slumber party

[Pre-Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonigh-igh-ight (nigh-igh-igh)
Oh baby, no, n-no, no, you and I, I, I (I, I, I)
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight (ah, yeah)

[Chorus: Britney Spears & Tinashe]
‘Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go crazy crazy, go
Go crazy, go, yeah
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go crazy crazy, go
(Crazy, go)
Go crazy, go
Like a slumber party 
(I go fucking crazy)
Like a slumber party
A slumber party, yeah
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)
(Like a slumber party)

Big Sean – Moves Lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah
Sex game had her ass blowing me up
Sex game had her ass texting me up
Yeah
808 Mafia
Whoa

(Chorus)
I got the moves
I got the moves
I’m making moves
You gotta move, you gotta move
She make that back move, damn
She made her titties move, goddamn
I make the city move, like whoa
I make the city move
I got the moves, I’m making moves
I got the moves, I got the moves
I’m making moves, I’m making moves
You gotta move, you gotta
She make that back move, damn
She made her titties move, goddamn
I make the city move, l do
I make the city move, I do

(Verse)
Look, give me the ball and I will have to pass it
I ain’t passing out until I’m asthma attacking
I take a plan and then I back to back it
Hit after hit, check the batting average
I take the work, flip it, acrobatic
Got a little time and a lot of talent
Do a little talking and a lot of action
Seen the competition, hmm.. not a challenge
I lean, I move, I walk through in this bi**h
Packed out but I can count on my hands
Who I’mma talk to in this bi**h
Girl’s from law school in this bi**h
Yeah, they Paralegals, barely 21
That’s very legal, but they doing shit that’s probably barely legal
Awe man
It’s that ni**a that you probably least expected
I just had a couple dots that need connecting
Now your top 5 getting redirected
From here on out it’ll be consecutive
We making moves like Tarantino, like J.J. Abrams
Moving like Channing Tatum
Moving like Jason Statham
Motherf**k the whole industry
Half of these ni**as my mini-me’s
I got this bi**h going off more than breaking and entering
You hot for a minute, me
I make the s**t that last for infinity
Hop in the booth, man that s**t like a gym to me
Don’t test the agility
Silly, silly, thinking that the negativity you talking could ever f**k up the tranquility
Okay, okay, okay, I’m on Rodeo for the day
If you owe me then you better pay your layaway, away
Stay away, or your ass might get K.O., kay today
Man that pew-pew hit your ass from like way, oh ways, away

(Repeat Chorus)

(Outro)
Look, I’m a don, I’m a don, I’m a don, don
I gave my whole family jobs and I take care of my mom
808 Mafia
Me and my girl been through so much, that’s my partner in crime
Touch any of the above, now you’re harder to find
Gone