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JEREMIH – Chi Town Christmas lyrics

Snow’s in the air
Tree everywhere
Wind from the lake
Something in the air
Christmas is here
Bring your lady, chill
Zero below
Only in the [?]
Pretty ring, I know
But she hit the phone
Just what she own
Saw her on the streets
Timbs on my feet
Best time to give
Chi-Town it is
Fam all around
Trying to run the town
Love how it smells
Bucket full of wings
Trying to give about five golden rings
Balling for the chill’s
Drinks on, get your smoke on
When I break, no school zone
Footwork, yeah, get your step on on

Merry, merry christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest

Jeremih on the beat
Lighting up a tree
7 nominees
I cannot believe
Pray for ’79th
Pray for ’79th
For a city all the way to over East
Now I’m flying in
Where you wanna land?
Million pair again
Big frost bucks
Baby, finna hit the plaza
Grab a couple plasma’s
You don’t want no athsma
Hot sauce on my wings
Nights at the rink
These are a few of my fav things

Merry, merry christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest

CHANCE THE RAPPER – Snowed In lyrics

I’ll be home for Christmas
Whether everybody say
I’ll be right there on the sleigh, for you
I’ll be home for Christmas
Fuck bout what they have to say
Pull up on you in the sleigh

No you got them gifts for me (yeah, yeah)
Hope you do them tricks for me (yeah, yeah)
Know you on my list, shawty (yeah, yeah)
Roll up somethin’, lift for me (yeah, yeah)
Baby every Christmas eve
Won’t be right, you next to me
Tell me you gon’ ride on my sleigh
Whatever you wanna see
Can I be all that you need
Every year on Christmas eve

Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

Where you at? Come slide
I could really use a ride
When the Uber has arrived
I won’t even come inside
I just wanna catch a ride
Roll a wood, catch a vibe
We could have a silent night
Long as I’m up by your side

You won’t need them boots or the furs
Give it to you proper, yes sir
Stay the night, baby here’s a shirt
(I just need you next to me)
Let’s get close and blame it on the weather
Girl you know you deserve so much better
Let’s make a snowman and ball together
(Every year on Christmas eve)

Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

Girl, you saying that’s fresh
Tell me how you like my Santa hat
Good times that’s how we take it back
[?] up in a bag

I make her scream I’m Mr. Felcher
Yeah, while she cooking Hamburger Helper
She on the pole she Santa’s helper

It ain’t nothing no-one can tell her
Hey lil mama in the pink
You would look good in a mink
They all say the same thing
All my exes say jinx

What you want, tryna (?)
Who are you tryin to bring
They ain’t even gotta change
Let her jingle in her jeans

Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

(Girl you slay, I love her)
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, lets bundle up
(Baby you slay, I love her)
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
(Girl you slay, I love her)
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
(baby you slay, I love her)
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is
(Girl you slay, I love her)
(Baby you slay, I love her)
(Girl you slay, I love her)
(Baby you slay, I love her)

CHANCE THE RAPPER – The Tragedy lyrics

Oooh, snow is fallin’
Oooh, winter is callin’
Winter is callin’ you, oooh
Oooh, snow is fallin’
Oooh, winter is callin’
Winter is callin’ you, oooh, oooh

Old man, sittin’ on the corner
Old man, been there four years
Old man, weepin’ on the corner
Tryna find what’s his
Old man weepin’ in the corner
Cold again, it snowed again
Old man waitin’ by the corner
Waitin’ on winter again
He needs help
He needs help
He needs Heaven
He needs Heaven
Old man waitin’ by the corner
Old man drinkin’ by the corner
Tryna find somewhere warmer
Some place that he can get warmer tonight
Winter’s coming
Winter’s coming
Old man sittin’ on the corner
Tryna find what’s his

When I was your craving and only this mattered
This jingle bell sanctified, sugared in batter
Our heathenous appetite, ever and after
Like Christmas will save us and bathe us in rapture
Mr. Happy, Mr. Matrimony
Mr. Half-A-Block-Away-From-Stony
I love you
There’s something hauntin’, dauntin’ ’bout your presence
Casper essence, ghost of Christmas past
Phantom of unraveling his laugh
Opera, string quartet
Curtain’s up, but the whole room darkened up
I know winter was callin’ you
Me baby, my baby
He Chris with the Kringle in rooms filled with ladies
They lovin’ his presence, a blessin’ a blessin’
I’m guessin’ you happy
I’m knowin’ you answered
When winter was callin’ you

CHANCE THE RAPPER – I’m Your Santa lyrics

Come on we gon’ do it (let em know)
Come here
You know how we do it
Kick, kick, foot down (uh)
Kick, kick, don’t look down (this was)
Take a step back, come back around
Who taught you how to step?
Go ahead, go ahead

Know this Christmas, baby
I can’t let this song come between friends
If I’m part of your holiday plans
Let’s roll down Lakeshore Drive
Let’s dance, on down Michigan Ave, hold my hand
Take a red line from 95th to the end
Let it snow, let it snow now
Don’t skip the Über, I’ma pick you up
Everywhere I’m going, anywhere witcha
I’m gonna get money till it brinks the truck
Will you be my honey in love, we get stuck
We’ve been through problems, we’ve been test enough
Drinks to the sky, we gettin’ fucked up
‘Tis ain’t the season without the one you love

If I’m your Santa, just call me Santa
Slide down your chimney babe
Turn your fireplace off
Who got your hand?
Can I dedicate to this last dance?
When was the last time you got romanced?
Here’s a present for you

Come on we gon’ do this
Come on we got this
Come on, come on
It goes kick, kick, foot down
Kick, kick, don’t look down
Take a step back, turn around
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?
Kick, kick, foot down
Same damn thing, don’t look down
Take a little break, come back ’round
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?

If I’m your Santa, just call me Santa
Slide your chimney babe
Turn your fireplace off

(keep it all for Santa baby)
The weather done got me in the spirit
The kids will be up any minute
We gon’ put the presents under the tree (we gon’ do that)
But ’til then girl, you’re all to me
And I can’t (can’t wait for it)
I can’t (can’t wait for it)
I can’t (can’t wait for it)
I can’t (can’t wait for it)

I said kick, kick, foot down
It goes kick, kick, don’t look down
Do the same thing, don’t look down
Take a step back, look around
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?
Kick, kick, ugh ugh
Do the same thing, I ain’t gotta look down
Nigga slide back, look around
Who taught you how to step?
I taught you how to step

CHANCE THE RAPPER – Stranger At The Table lyrics

Bongo by the way
I know you don’t wanna be by yourself
Got who you want around
I know I’m not that nigga that you’re just playing for now
You used to be my Juliet and I was Romeo
Where were you when there’s strangers at the table?
Wishing it was you, telling you
Oh baby, give me one more chance
To get my shit together
That man next to you, he’s playing with your heart
Now I’m decorating this tree all alone
Under the mistletoe, no
Only thing missing is my Xmas at home

I know this sound crazy
But you’re still my baby
You’ll always be my baby
(My Xmas at home)
You don’t understand me
I can’t go, I can’t leave
I always had a family
You could pick the phone up
We should be some grown ups
You won’t be alone any longer
We’d be so much stronger
Come on, baby Jesus was a baby
Let’s do it for the baby, the baby, the baby

Oh baby, give me one more chance
To get my shit together
That man next to you, he’s playing with your heart
Now I’m decorating this tree all alone
Under the mistletoe, no
Only thing missing is my Xmas at home

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I’m just a man, that’s all I am
Last Christmas was a warzone
We should call it Wala Cam
At the crib with all the fam
Aunty Cam an all of them
And they act like Maury
They say “where’s your shawty?”
Uh, I just wish I could be more in the mix
You are the star in the morning I miss
You are my Christmas tree ornament
Looking just like [?]
Don’t you know I love you, Sadie?
Don’t you know I love you, lady?
Talkin’ ’bout some “don’t save me”
That’s just how my daddy raised me
I know this sound crazy
But you’re still my baby
You’ll always be my baby

You don’t understand me
I can’t go, I can’t leave
I always had a family
You could pick the phone up
We could be some grown ups
We won’t be alone any longer
We’d be so much stronger
Come on, baby Jesus was a baby
Let’s do it for the baby, the baby, the baby

CHANCE THE RAPPER – Merry Christmas Lil’ Mama lyrics

Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
All them gifts need gift wrap
Fireplace on kickback
Christmas dinner, you did that
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama

Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Know you got it from your mama
Know you got it
Every day feel like Christmas, you gifted, on my mama
My Christmas song make her scream
She like the way that I sang
She don’t tell me what she want
But I know just what she want, Christmas
Mistletoe with your misses
I’m all that she missin’
I’m with my fam, I’m with my blood
I swear this Bhristmas
Mama house not a soul missin’
Eatin’ good got big dishes
Get along even long distance
She textin’ me with the Santa pictures, I say

Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
All them gifts need gift wrap
Fireplace on kickback
Christmas dinner, you did that
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama

All I want for Christmas is some pretty bitches
With some tig ole bitties, Santa is you fuckin’ with me
Ayy lil’ mama let me bang, bang, bang
Ayy lil’ mama let me bang, bang, bang, heard you
All I want for Christmas, all, all, all I want for Christmas
Is some pretty Christmas, Christmas, for Christmas
Ayy lil’ mama let me bang, bang, bang
Ayy lil’ mama let me bang, bang, bang

Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Happy birthday, Jesus
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
All them gifts need gift wrap
Fireplace on kickback
Happy birthday, Jesus
Christmas dinner, you did that
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama

Hap, hap, hap, hap, hap, happy birthday
Hap, hap, hap, hap, hap, happy birthday
Hap, hap, hap, hap, hap, happy birthday
It’s your, it’s your birthday, it’s your, it’s your birthday
R.I.P. Rashad, R.I.P. Rashad
R.I.P. Rashad, I said R.I.P. Ra, R.I.P. Rashad
Happy birthday, Jesus

Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Happy birthday, Jesus
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama
All them gifts need gift wrap
Fireplace on kickback
Happy birthday
Christmas dinner, you did that
Merry Christmas, lil’ mama

CHANCE THE RAPPER – I Shoulda Left You lyrics

Zaytoven
Ah! What? Why you followin’ me?
Where you think…?
Ain’t you…? Ugh

Why the hell you standin’ front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still all talkin’ ’bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

Niggas been hatin’ since 2014
‘Cause they ain’t wanna see a youngin’ on the big screen
This shit ain’t been the same since 2015
I lost a lot of people in 2016
The Lord told me they want it in for me
The hoes won’t get a lesson from me
If I get locked down would you send for me?
She ain’t go for you but she went for me
Ayy, look what you done done to me
Remember when they used to make fun of me
I pull up like trucks and they run from me
Bleu cheese, yeah my pockets where the hundreds be
I ain’t met a bitch yet say she done with me
Bitch keep tryna show me her tummy ring
I’m a king so she under me
I still keep a stick like a pogo
You say you gonna rob me, that’s a no-no
I still get them things in for the low low
Yeah we got more pumps than a GoLo
Long nights in the skreets like a hobo
A nigga diss on me, he a homo
He claim he don’t know me, but his ho know
The rap game ain’t the same since Lud Foe
Since Lud Foe

Why the hell you standin’ front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still all talkin’ ’bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

Fuck 2016
I’m a boss, I got sauce, now she wanna striptease
Man I made it out the hunnids, I only count blue things
I only drive big wings, all I drive is big wing
Hit the studio with you, got ’bout 20 16s
We gon’ leave all the rumors back in 2016
It must suck to be you, got your girls in the Lex, peace
Baby girl say she 20, actin’ like she 16
Leave that fake flexin’ up in 2016
Don and Blitzen on your baby
Slidin’ in them Vickies
Got a donkey on you, baby, can’t believe it, Ripley’s
Merry Christmas, space jammin’, swear I got ’bout six rings

Why the hell you standin’ front of me?
G, go somewhere, would you lose my number please?
You still all talkin’ ’bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

You a throwback with your old ass
Talkin’ ’bout, “We go back”
You need to go back
To wherever, I don’t give a fuck, go ‘way
Leave your attitude at the doorway
Leave your ass too at the doorway
I ain’t ever like your ass no way
I ain’t ever like your ass, I ain’t ever like your ass
I ain’t ever like your ass no way
Why your ass workin’ that same old tired ass job?
They ain’t fire your ass in ’08?
Now I’m ’bout to show your ass
Shoulda worked above your ass
I ain’t tryna find your ass no way
Got too many bodies you a throw ‘way
Rest in peace to great David Bowie
Please can we get back Prince?
Please can we get back Kim..?
Bo Slice, boy I swear that they gave you life
Shoulda left your ass in the pen’
Please can we get back Craig Sager?
Leave your ass at the rim
[?], no press, no questions
Actually one simple question

Why the hell you standin’ front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still all talkin’ ’bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left, shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Kevin Gates – My Momma Know Lyrics

[INTRO]
Niggas talk about rap
And it’s a business

Niggas talk about hustling
But it’s a business

In order to excel in the business
You gotta be business minded

[VERSE 1]
How you survive in the clench when
Don’t nobody love you
Grippin on a slip and get to trippin
It’ll snuff you

Death down the block
And it – gotta be waiting
Fist fights – shoot outs – high speed chases

Bitch you ain’t gangster
Why he be fakin
Talkin to them hoes
Why he be hatin

Out the gate I’m an ape
And you know I am
Get to bustin – bullet crush him
Like a soda can
Seein empty soda cans
Up and down the sidewalk
Kids running bare feet
Up and down the sidewalk

I’m in that south
Show you what that street like
Gates live that street life
Discreet under street lights

I wanna stop hustlin
I wanna change over
But right now a nigga aim
On that Range Rover

Lord forgive me for the brains
I done blowed away
Put that on my unborn child
And my throw away

[Chorus]
My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

[VERSE 2]
Draw heat to the corner
From the stitching of my jacket pocket
To my shoulders round the collar
Of my jacket lining

Whoever thought that the same bitch
Would try to do me
From Harlem Nights – on a Harlem night
Watching movies

We at her crib and she urging me to go inside
After chatting about a balcony – and solo live
I guess so – but I’m going in with open eyes
A nigga hiding in the closet will be no surprise

We start touching – now I’m licking on her open thigh
Never got a chance to UHH – somebody opened fire
I tried reaching for that tool – but the toaster move
You on the floor – with no clothes
What you supposed to do
Being set up – seeing what that hoe will do
The triggerman – being somebody that’s close to you

Naked and you shaking – heart pacing
You could feel it
Praying if the lord let me make it
I’mma kill him

[Chorus]
My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

[VERSE 3]
Strength – you supposed to be strong
You posted around him – you ‘posed to be on
Questioning yourself – wonder what they want you dead for
Sleeping in your tennis – don’t believe in bed clothes

Running in my room – I just took one in my sleeves
(well nigga what you did to him)
Oh he took one where he sneeze
We’ll hook up when you free
Got a hook up on the keys
Frah – go lay the d she be cooking them with ease

Look what I been through
Life ain’t nice to me
Big brother kidnapped
Little brother don’t write to me

I’m stuck in this driver’s seat
Satan is to the right of me
Niggas don’t like me
And they wanna take my life from me

I’m in the slum
While niggas fuck my wife to be
She a slut – I ain’t trippin
It’s alright with me

Know what it is
And understand what it stand for
Dead game
What the fuck a nigga stand for

[Chorus]
My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma don’t want me to end
Up like my fucking brother

My momma know I hustle
My momma I’m gutter
My momma know I’m a killer
Caught up in the struggle

Kevin Gates – Shawty Lyrics

[Chorus]
Even though I’m not your man
You’re not my girl – I’mma call you my
Shawty

Cause I can’t stand to see you treated bad
I’mma beat his ass for my
Shawty

And we ain’t did nothing that
We ain’t supposed to do
Cause you my – shanty

Baby girl – you know I’ll be home
Keep me on the ringtone
Shawty

[VERSE 1]
Women be like – he try to fuck him
Right after he meet em
He’s insensitive in a sense
And don’t know how to treat em

But holding hands – I feel it’s so much
We could show each other
And we be kissing – touching
Fussing while we stroke each other
See the way we hold each other

We took a bath and you tried to get on top of me
Put on that Kevin – that’s my favorite
Wanna see you naked

Started progressin’ – and the situation got disgusting
Like you a gangsta bitch – and me being a hustler
This on the muscle – fuck it me and you
Had a toast – to having arguments in restaurants
And walking off

And still and all – when feelings fall
We kill em all – afraid of a relationship
We never tried to get involved
Said we’d never fall in love
That was in the winter
After sex and all that other shit
Went out the window

A lot of dick I deep tissue machine
While pinching one of your nipples
Accompanied by the screams

[Chorus]
Even though I’m not your man
You’re not my girl – I’mma call you my
Shawty

Cause I can’t stand to see you treated bad
I’mma beat his ass for my
Shawty

And we ain’t did nothing that
We ain’t supposed to do
Cause you my – shanty

Baby girl – you know I’ll be home
Keep me on the ringtone
Shawty

Say it to me girl (whoa)
(whoa whoa whoa)
Shawty
(whoa whoa whoa)
Shawty

[VERSE 2]
I know you feel it
It’s elegant in a sense
Few delicate benefits
This thing is not a fling
It’s never been innocent

Say you with a friend
It better be you and Tiff
If you catch me with a bitch
I’m catching one in the lip
(Gates)

Get on top of you – and make your body feel electric
The way I take you in the room – and then we start undressin’
Any questions – not too many go unanswered
I’mma leave you cause I don’t believe in second chances

After fussing and the fucking – now we leaving town
And you telling me I ain’t shit – and like to sleep around
That ain’t the truth – you like a friend with a benefit
Trips on a plane – I’m missing you would complain
Fist fights with a lame and injuries I sustain
That’s the difference when it really come to making time

Street nigga handle business and he got a job
Street nigga handle business and he got a job

[Chorus]
Even though I’m not your man
You’re not my girl – I’mma call you my
Shawty

Cause I can’t stand to see you treated bad
I’mma beat his ass for my
Shawty

And we ain’t did nothing that
We ain’t supposed to do
Cause you my – shanty

Baby girl – you know I’ll be home
Keep me on the ringtone
Shawty

Chance The Rapper & Jeremih feat. Hannibal Buress – All The Way Lyrics

(Intro)
No! No! I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle!
You’ll shoot your eye out kid
Merry Christmas

(Chorus Jeremih)
Wait, kringle bells all the way
Ayy, on your heels, girl make that shake
Got bout three hoes on my sleigh
And tryna tee up Christmas day
Won’t you, won’t you kringle bells all the way
Got them bells on her shake
Got bout three hoes on the way
Got bout three hoes in my sleigh

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Legs up, the Hello Kitties
Hell yeah, I wanna prove
Ah yeah, it’s cuffing season
Hell yeah, but you got a man
Yeah yeah, tell him get
Spread up, I’m in the spirit
Yeah yeah, She cool as
Say it now

(Verse 2 – Chance The Rapper & Jeremih)
I don’t play, legs up
See my face, hell yeah
Have a seat, oh yeah
Make a plate, hell yeah
She can’t wait, yeah yeah
Still awake, spread up
To open yeah, yeah yeah
It’s Christmas Day, say it now
Kringle bells on the way, all the way!
On your heels you’ll make that shake, I make it shake!
Got bout three hoes on my sleigh, Up on my sleigh!
I tried to tee up on this day, On Christmas day!
Won’t you, won’t you kringle bells all the way, All the way!
Got them bells all on her shake, On Christmas day!
Got bout three hoes on the way, I brought them away
Got bout three hoes in my sleigh, IGH!

(Interlude – Jeremih)
I keep you close, hollowing in snow
Call your Santa Claus
That’s what Christmas for

(Verse 2 – Jeremih & Chance The Rapper)
Hey, I got Gina on the way, on the way
Got bout three hoes on my sleigh, I make it sleigh
They tryna tee up Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
They tryna tee up Christmas Day, on Christmas Day
Tell them jingle bells all the way, all the way
Bells…make them shake, make it shake
I got three hoes on the way, up on the way
They tryna to tee up Christmas day, on Christmas Day

(Bridge – Jeremih)
Tell me what you wish for, should I get off?
And I’ll be right there to set it off
I’ll be right there to deck the halls
Either your love or none at all
And your presence is a present for me
For Christmas or just because
It’s either your love or none at all
Either your love or none at all

(Outro – Hannibal Buress)
Christmas!
Oh, I love Christmas
Being obligated to buy shit for people at a certain time in the year
I buy Christmas gifts, but just, just cause you’re supposed to
Jesus
Autotune that for me
Jesus
My reason
Jesus Birthday
I swear to God if you leave my raw vocals like that
We not friends anymore
Autotune my s**t and put them, put them Travis Scott effects on my s**t

Chance The Rapper & Jeremih – Snowed In Lyrics

(Intro – Jeremih)
I’ll be home for Christmas
Whether everybody say
I’ll be right there on the sleigh, for you
I’ll be home for Christmas
F**k bout what they have to say
Pull up on you in the sleigh
No, you got them gifts for me, yeah, yeah
Hope you do them tricks for me, yeah, yeah
Know you on my list, shawty, yeah, yeah
Roll up something, lift for me, yeah, yeah
Baby every Christmas Eve
Won’t be right, you next to me
Tell me you gon ride on my sleigh
Whatever you wanna see
Can I be all that you need
Every year on Christmas Eve

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

(Verse 1 – Chance The Rapper)
Where you at? Come slide
I could really use a ride
When the Uber has arrived
I won’t even come inside
I just wanna catch a ride
Roll a wood, catch a vibe
We could have a silent night
Long as I’m up by your side

(Verse 2 – Jeremih)
You won’t need them boots or the furs
Give it to you proper, yes sir
Stay the night, baby here’s a shirt
I just need you next to me
Let’s get close and blame it all on the weather
Girl you know you deserve so much better
Let’s make a snowman and ball together
Every year on Christmas Eve

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is

(Verse 3 – Jeremih)
Girl, you saying that’s fresh
Tell me how you like my Santa hat
Good times that’s how we take it back
With the Al Green up in a bag

I make her scream I’m Mr. Felcher
Yeah, while she cooking Hamburger Helper
She on the pole she Santa’s helper

(Verse 4 – Chance The Rapper)
It ain’t nothing no one can tell her
Hey lil mama in the pink
You would look good in a mink
They all say the same thing
All my exes say jinx
What you want, tryna link
Who are you trying to bring
They ain’t even gotta change
Let her jingle in her jeans

(Chorus – Jeremih & Chance The Rapper)
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is
Girl you slay, I love her
Now we ain’t got to hit the club
Know you cold, let’s bundle up
Baby you slay, I love her
I’m just tryna get some love
I hope it wasn’t obvious
Girl you slay, I love her
It’s a white Christmas at the crib
Tryna get snowed in
baby you slay, I love her
I’m gon unwrap you while we lay
Go and show me what it is
Girl you slay, I love her
Baby you slay, I love her
Girl you slay, I love her
Baby you slay, I love her

Chance The Rapper & Jeremih – Stranger At The Table Lyrics

(Chorus – Jeremih)
I know you don’t wanna be by yourself
Got who you want around
I know I’m not that ni**a that you’re just playing for now
You used to be my Juliet and I was Romeo
Where were you when there’s strangers at the table?
Wishing it was you, telling you
Oh baby, give me one more chance
To get my s**t together
That man next to you, he’s playing with your heart
Now I’m decorating this tree all alone
Under the mistletoe, no
Only thing missing is my Xmas at home

(Verse 1 – Chance The Rapper and Jeremih)
I know this sound crazy
But you’re still my baby
You’ll always be my baby
My Xmas at home
You don’t understand me
I can’t go, I can’t leave
I always had a family
You could pick the phone up
We should be some grown ups
You won’t be alone any longer
We’d be so much stronger
Come on, baby Jesus was a baby
Let’s do it for the baby, the baby, the baby

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Oh baby, give me one more chance
To get my shit together
That man next to you, playing with your heart
Now I’m decorating this tree all alone
Under the mistletoe, no
Only thing missing is my Xmas at home

(Verse 2 – Chance The Rapper)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
I’m just a man, that’s all I am
Last Christmas was a warzone
We should call it Wala Cam
At the crib with all the fam
Aunty Cam an all of them
And they act like Maury
They say where’s your shawty?
Uh, I just wish I could be more in the mix
You are the star in the morning I miss
You are my Christmas tree ornament
Looking just like Lena Horne in The Wiz
Don’t you know I love you, Sadie?
Don’t you know I love you, lady?
Talking bout some don’t save me
That’s just how my daddy raised me
I know this sound crazy
But you’re still my baby
You’ll always be my baby

(Outro – Chance The Rapper)
You don’t understand me
I can’t go, I can’t leave
I always had a family
You could pick the phone up
We could be some grown ups
We won’t be alone any longer
We’d be so much stronger
Come on, baby Jesus was a baby
Let’s do it for the baby, the baby, the baby

Joy – Jeremih & Chance The Rapper Lyrics

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Christmas, this Christmas, there’s a time for joy
There’s a time for joy, there’s a time for joy
When Jesus, was a little boy
He was a little boy, was a little boy
They tend to forget about love, forget about love
Let’s get right back to joy
Get right back to joy, get right back to joy

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Baby let’s light up the Christmas tree
Spike the eggnog with the Hennessy
Spread the love that hit the coldest winter
Jingle bells is all I could remember
Tis the season we should spread the cheer
Christmas caroling door-to-door
Can’t forget just what we do this for
When can we get back to the joy

(Verse 2 – Jeremih)
Got some hot chocolate for you babe
Silent nights just set me up
Can’t tell me that you not you my angel
We should make snow angel doves
Outside, looking Christmas and you just who I’m thinkin’ of
Favourite time of year, can you feel the love?

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Christmas, this Christmas, there’s a time for joy
There’s a time for joy, there’s a time for joy
When Jesus, was a little boy
He was a little boy, was a little boy
They tend to forget about love, forget about love
Let’s get right back to joy
Bundle of joy

(Verse 3 – Chance The Rapper)
Why y’all always arguing and carrying on
Christmas was meant for sharing a bond
Google Chicago Betty Jones them kids buried their mom
Sometimes I dream I’m moving a spot where cops carry batons
So I could visit with jet lag, lose all my check bags
To wake up in my old room with beauties from Jet Mag
I hate when y’all talk about bail money
Who go to jail for me and who tryna steal from me
I got that Sister Carolyn Jenkins KOK covenant love
I’m covered at the door that covers the blood
Bungalow Jungle that housed a thousand fistfights that humble my buds
Couple birds that make me wonder what was
Won’t let the lawyers destroy us
The Pontius Pilates judge my bundle of joys
I know my bronze is gorgeous
Know who the birthday boy is
I’m on my 773 love
Weaponize free love

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Christmas, this Christmas, there’s a time for joy
There’s a time for joy, there’s a time for joy
When Jesus, was a little boy
He was a little boy, was a little boy
They tend to forget about love, forget about love
Let’s get right back to joy
Get right back to joy, get right back to joy

Jeremih & Chance The Rapper – I’m Your Santa Lyrics

(Intro – Chance The Rapper & Jeremih)
Come on we gon do it, let em know
Come here
You know how we do it
Kick, kick, foot down, uh
Kick, kick, don’t look down, this was
Take a step back, come back around
Who taught you how to step?
Go ahead, go ahead

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Know this Christmas, baby
I can’t let this song come between friends
If I’m part of your holiday plans
Let’s roll down Lakeshore Drive
Let’s dance, on down Michigan Ave and hold my hand
Take a red line from 95th to the end
Let it snow, let it snow now
Don’t skip the Über, I’ma pick you up
Everywhere I’m going, anywhere witcha
I’m gonna get money till it brinks the truck
Will you be my honey in love, we get stuck
We’ve been through problems, we’ve been test enough
Drinks to the sky, we getting f**ked up
Tis ain’t the season without the one you love

(Chorus – Jeremih)
If I’m your Santa, just call me Santa
Slide down your chimney babe
Turn your fireplace off
Who got your hand?
Can I dedicate to this last dance?
When was the last time you got romanced?
Here’s a present for you

(Bridge – Chance The Rapper)
Come on we gon do this
Come on we got this
Come on, come on
It goes kick, kick, foot down
Kick, kick, don’t look down
Take a step back, turn around
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?
Kick, kick, foot down
Same damn thing, don’t look down
Take a little break, come back ’round
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?

(Chorus – 2 Jeremih]
If I’m your Santa, just call me Santa
Slide down your chimney babe
Turn your fireplace off

(Verse 2 – Jeremih)
keep it all for Santa baby
The weather done got me in the spirit
The kids will be up any minute
We gon put the presents under the tree, we gon do that
But til then girl, you’re all to me
And I can’t, can’t wait for it
I can’t, can’t wait for it
I can’t, can’t wait for it
I can’t, can’t wait for it

(Outro – Chance The Rapper)
I said kick, kick, foot down
Do the same thing, don’t look down
Take a step back, look around
Who taught you how to step?
Who taught you how to step?
Kick, kick, ugh ugh
Do the same thing, I ain’t gotta look down
Ni**a slide back, look around
Who taught you how to step?
I taught you how to step

Jeremih & Chance The Rapper feat. Lud Foe – I Shoulda Left You Lyrics

(Intro – Chance The Rapper)
IGH! What? Why you following me?
Where you think
Ain’t you Ugh

(Pre Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
Why the hell you standing front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still are talkin bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

(Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

(Verse 1 – Lud Foe)
Ni**as been hating since 2014
Cause they ain’t wanna see a younging on the big screen
This shit ain’t been the same since 2015
I lost a lot of people in 2016
The Lord told me they want it in for me
The hoes won’t get a lesson from me
If I get locked down would you send for me?
She ain’t go for you but she went for me
Ayy, look what you done done to me
Remember when they used to make fun of me
I pull up like trucks and they run from me
Bleu cheese, yeah my pockets where the hundreds be
I ain’t met a bi**h yet say she done with me
Bi**h keep tryna show me her tummy ring
I’m a king so she honor me
I still keep a stick like a pogo
You say you gonna rob me, that’s a no-no
I still get them things in for the low low
Yeah we got more pumps than a GoLo
Long nights in the skreets like a hobo
A ni**a diss on me, he a homo
He claim he don’t know me, but his ho know
The rap game ain’t the same since Lud Foe
Since Lud Foe

(Pre Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
Why the hell you standing front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still are tahm bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

(Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

(Verse 2 – Jeremih)
F**k 2016
I’m a boss, I got sauce, now she wanna striptease
Man I made it out the hunnids, I only count blue things
I only drive big wings, all I drive is big wing
Hit the studio with you, got bout 20 16s
We gon leave all the rumors back in 2016
It must s**k to be you, got your girls in the Lex, peace
Baby girl say she 20, acting like she 16
Leave that fake flexing up in 2016
Don and Blitzen on your baby, sliding in them Vickies
Got a donkey on you, baby, can’t believe it, Ripley’s
Merry Christmas, space jamming, swear I got bout six rings

(Pre Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
Why the hell you standing front of me?
G, go somewhere, would you lose my number please?
You still are tahm bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

(Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
I shoulda left you in 2016
I shoulda left you back in 2016
Now I shoulda left you back in 2016
They shoulda left you back in 2016

(Verse 3 – Chance The Rapper)
You a throwback with your old ass
Talking bout, We go back
You need to go back
To wherever, I don’t give a f**k, go way
Leave your attitude at the doorway
Leave your ass too at the doorway
I ain’t ever like your ass no way
I ain’t ever like your ass, I ain’t ever like your ass
I ain’t ever like your ass no way
Why your ass working that same old tired ass job?
They ain’t fire your ass in 08?
Now I’m bout to show your ass
Shoulda worked above your ass
I ain’t tryna find your ass no way
Got too many bodies you a throw way
Rest in peace to great David Bowie
Please can we get back Prince?
Please can we get back Kim?
Bo Slice, boy I swear that they gave you life
Shoulda left your ass in the pen’
Please can we get back Craig Sager?
Leave your ass at the rim
Three feet, no pressure, no press, no questions
Actually one simple question

(Pre Chorus – Chance The Rapper)
Why the hell you standing front of me?
I swear you just said you was done with me
You still are tahm bout what you gonna be
Need to get some money
I shoulda left you

(Outro – Jeremih)
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
I shoulda left, shoulda left you
I shoulda left you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Jeremih & Chance The Rapper Featuring Noname – The Tragedy Lyrics

(Intro)
Oooh, snow is falling
Oooh, winter is calling
Winter is calling you, oooh
Oooh, snow is falling
Oooh, winter is calling
Winter is calling you, oooh, oooh

(Verse 1 – Chance The Rapper)
Old man, sitting on the corner
Old man, been there for years
Old man, weeping on the corner
Tryna find what’s his
Old man weeping in the corner
Cold again, it snowed again
Old man waiting by the corner
Waiting on winter again
He needs help
He needs help
He needs Heaven
He needs Heaven
Old man waiting by the corner
Old man drinking by the corner
Tryna find somewhere warmer
Some place that he can get warmer tonight
Winter’s coming
Winter’s coming
Old man sitting on the corner
Tryna find what’s his

(Verse 2 – Noname)
When I was your craving and only this mattered
This jingle bell sanctified, sugared in batter
Our heathenous appetite, ever and after
Like Christmas will save us and bathe us in rapture
Mr. Happy, Mr. Matrimony
Mr. Half A Block Away From Stony
I love you
There’s something haunting, daunting bout your presence
Casper essence, ghost of Christmas past
Phantom of unraveling his laugh
Opera, string quartet
Curtain’s up, but the whole room darkened up
I know winter was calling you
Me baby, my baby
He Chris with the Kringle in rooms filled with ladies
They loving his presence, a blessing a blessing
I’m guessing you happy
I’m knowing you answered
When winter was calling you

Jeremih & Chance The Rapper – Chi Town Christmas Lyrics

(Verse 1 – Jeremih)
Snow’s in the air
Tree everywhere
Wind from the lake
Something in the air
Christmas is here
Bring your lady, chill
Zero below
Only in the door
Pretty ring, I know
But she hit the phone
Just what she own
Saw her on the streets
Timbs on my feet
Best time to give
Chi-Town it is
Fam all around
Trying to run the town
Love how it smells
Bucket full of wings
Trying to give about five golden rings
Balling for the chills
Drinks on, get your smoke on
Winter break, no school zone
Footwork, yeah, get your step on on

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Merry, merry christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest

(Verse 2 – Chance The Rapper)
Jeremih on the beat
Lighting up trees
7 nominees
I cannot believe
Pray for 79th
Pray for 79th
Ford City all the way to over East
I’ve been going in
Snow inside my Timbs
Frozen all my limbs
Big salt truck
Now I’m flying in
Where you wanna land?
Million pair again
Big boss bucks, baby
Finna hit the plaza
Cop a couple plasmas
You don’t want no asthma
Mild sauce my wings
Nights at the rink
These are a few of my favorite things

(Chorus – Jeremih)
Merry, merry christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is what we call a Chi-Town Christmas
This is Chi-Town, this is a Chi-Town christmas
This is how we do it in the Midwest

Stevie Wonder – Faith (feat. Ariana Grande)

[Verse 1: Stevie Wonder]
See the girl with the diamonds in her shoes? Yeah
She walks around like she’s got nothin’ to lose
Yeah, she’s a go-getter, she’s everybody’s type
She’s a queen of the city but she don’t believe the hype
She’s got her own elevation, holy motivation
So I wrote some letters out in big bold type

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder & Ariana Grande]
I got faith in you, baby
I got faith in you now
And you’ve been such a, such a good friend to me
Know that I love you somehow
I met you, hallelujah, I got faith

[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]
See the boy with the Stevie Wonder swag?
Ain’t got a clue all the magic that he has
He’s a go-getter, he’s everybody’s type
I’mma make it my mission, make him feel alright
He’s a twelve on a ten point, rockin’ out to his joint
Just say the word ’cause I could sing all night

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder & Ariana Grande]
I got faith in you, baby
I got faith in you now
And you’ve been such a, such a good friend to me
Know that I love you somehow
I met you, hallelujah, I got faith

[Bridge: Stevie Wonder + Ariana Grande]
Faith
Yes I do, mmm
I get around ya and my mind goes crazy
I think about you mornin’, noon, night and day
I get around ya and my mind goes crazy
I think about you mornin’, noon, night and day
I get around you and my mind goes crazy
I think about you mornin’, noon, night and day
I got faith in you, honey
I got faith in you, girl
I met you, hallelujah

[Chorus: Stevie Wonder & Ariana Grande]
I got faith in you, baby
I got faith in you now
And you’ve been such a, such a good friend to me
Know that I love you somehow (love you somehow)
I met you, hallelujah, I got faith
(Faith, faith, baby)
I got faith in you, baby
I got faith in you now
And you’ve been such a, such a good friend to me
Know that I love you somehow (yes I do)
I met you, hallelujah
I met you, hallelujah
I met you, hallelujah, I got faith

Tegan and Sara – That Girl

[Verse 1]
Sick and tired of things getting tough
Never gonna be enough
Sick and tired of fights starting wars
Never gonna be enough
Say what I want, say what I need
(Sick and tired of things getting tough)
Say what I want, say what I need
Nobody hurts you like me

[Chorus]
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see

[Verse 2]
Getting fed up with the way you love
Never gonna be enough
(Sick and tired of things getting tough)
Say what you saw, say what you heard
(Sick and tired of things getting tough)
Say what you felt, say where it hurts
Nobody treats me like dirt

[Chorus]
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see

[Bridge]
I never wanna be anyone’s enemy
I just wanna let myself be
The girl that I once was
I never wanna be that girl I see
When did I fall so far?
Barely recognise me
When do I move on?
So I recognise me
So I recognise me

[Chorus]
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see
When did I become that girl?
That girl I see

[Outro]
I never wanna be anyone’s enemy
I just wanna let myself be
The girl that I once was
I never wanna be that girl I see
I never wanna be anyone’s enemy
I just wanna let myself be
The girl that I once was
I never wanna be that girl I see

The Weeknd – Starboy (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

I’m tryna put you in the worst mood, ah
P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah
Milli point two just to hurt you, ah
All red Lamb’ just to tease you, ah
None of these toys on lease too, ah
Made your whole year in a week too, yah
Main bitch out your league too, ah
Side bitch out of your league too, ah

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking ’bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy

Every day a nigga try to test me, ah
Every day a nigga try to end me, ah
Pull off in that Roadster SV, ah
Pockets overweight, gettin’ hefty, ah
Coming for the king, that’s a far cry, ah
I come alive in the fall time, I
No competition, I don’t really listen
I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking ’bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy

Let a nigga Brad Pitt
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
Bought mama a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek roof in that Wrath of Khan
Girls get loose when they hear this song
100 on the dash get me close to God
We don’t pray for love, we just pray for cars

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table cut from ebony
Cut that ivory into skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking ’bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch up my style, I take any lane
I switch up my cup, I kill any pain

Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy
Look what you’ve done
I’m a motherfuckin’ starboy

The Weeknd – The Hills (Vevo Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Your man on the road, he doing promo
You said keep our business on the low-low
I’m just tryna get you out the friend-zone
Cause you look even better than the photos
I can’t find your house, send me the info
Driving through the gated residential
Found out I was coming, sent your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

[Verse 2]
I’ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up, don’t seem so simple
I just fucked two bitches ‘fore I saw you
You gon’ have to do it at my tempo
Always tryna send me off to rehab
Drugs started feelin’ like it’s decaf
I’m just tryna live life for the moment
And all these motherfuckers want a relapse

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

[Bridge]
Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge, who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl hide your lies
Who are you to trust, who are you?

[Chorus]
I only call you when it’s half past, five
The only time that I’ll be by, your, side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, yeah
I only call you when it’s half-past, five
The only time I’d ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me
When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me, babe

[Outro]
Yenefikir, ewedeshalo
Yenefikir, fikir, fikir
Yenefikir, fikir, fikir, fikir
Ewedeshalo, ewedeshalo
Yenefikir, fikir, fikir
Yenefikir, fikir, fikir, fikir

The Weeknd – Sidewalks (feat. Kendrick Lamar) (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

I ran out of tears when I was 18
So nobody made me but the main streets
‘Cause too many people think they made me
Well if they really made me then replace me
Homeless to forbes list, these niggas bring no stress
I feel like moses, I feel like I’m chosen
And if you ain’t my nigga then your girl single to me
I don’t give a damn if a nigga said he knew me
Grew up with no father so nobody ever "son" me
My flow too sick, kevin costner couldn’t touch me
I know you wish that nobody ever love me
I feel useless when I’m never making money
Well, this the life we always fantasized
Rich folk problem through a queen street nigga’s eyes
Every time you see me pulling up in aventadors
Just know we been grinding on them sidewalks

Sidewalks saved my life
They don’t ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life
They showed me all the signs

They don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they lead me on

Say, say say
I come from myrtle, one brung late night melee
Say, say, say
We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae bae
Say, say, say
Trippin’ off dyke, and my name strike with pay day
Say, say, say
Flippin’ blue lighting, tightening, strapped with ak
Say, say, say
Og one, told me one, show me one, eight ways
How to segue
Pussy, power, profit in headache
I reminisce my life innocence
Or life innocent
Or life intimate, with fame
Like number ten
With like women up women art with women up
Gon’ get it, good game
She wanna hang with a starboy
The sun and the moon and star, boy
Astronomer, anonymous
I line ’em up, grind ’em up, these nine of us
And 5 of us have probably fucked
She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts boy
Twenty legs, arms, head (head)
Head, head, more head (head)
Oh god bless the dead (yeah)
I’m livin’ life high off life
I wear my chokes off to bed
I’m the greatest nigga, why you so scared to say it?
I wanna rock, I wanna rock, I wanna cop more land
I never stop
I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain’t one
Break everything, I’m a hustler, came from

Sidewalks saved my life
Sidewalks saved my life
They don’t ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life
Sidewalks saved my life
They showed me all the signs

They don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they lead me on

The Weeknd – Reminder (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain’t know man, now you know me

The Weeknd – Party Monster (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

[Bridge: The Weeknd]
I’m good, I’m good, I’m great
Know its been a while, now I’m mixing up the drank
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I’m good, I’m good, I’m great
Know its been a while, now I’m mixing up the drank
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
And I seen her get richer on the pole
I’ve seen her, I knew she had to know
I’ve seen her take down that tequila
Down by the liter, I knew I had to meet her
Ooh, she mine, ooh girl, bump and grind
Ooh, she mine, ooh girl, bump a line
Angelina, lips like Angelina
Like Selena, ass shaped like Selena

[Hook: The Weeknd]
I’m like, got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name

[Bridge: The Weeknd]
I’m good, I’m good, I’m great
Know its been a while, now I’m mixing up the drank
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I’m good, I’m good, I’m great
Know its been a while, now I’m mixing up the drank
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand
I just need a girl who gon’ really understand

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
I’ve been poppin’ just took three in a row
I’m down to do it again, I’m on a roll
I’ve seen him outside tryna reach her
You tryna leave him, you said I’m the reason
Tell me lies, ooh girl, tell me lies
Say you’re mine, I’m yours for the night
I’m the realest, she said I’m the realest
Head be genius, dick game be the meanest

[Hook: The Weeknd]
I’m like, got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name

[Verse 3: The Weeknd]
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Bitches in my new spot, crowdin’ up my space
Had to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Bitches in my new spot, crowdin’ up my space
Had to check the safe, check the dresser for my chains

[Interlude: The Weeknd & Lana Del Rey]
Paranoid (Paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
Paranoid (Paranoid)
But I see something in you (You’re paranoid)
Paranoid (Paranoid)
Paranoid (Oh, paranoid)
Paranoid (Paranoid)
But I see something in you

[Hook: The Weeknd]
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Got up, thank the Lord for the day
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name
Woke up, woke up by a girl, I don’t even know her name

[Outro: Lana Del Rey]
You’re paranoid

The Weeknd – False Alarm (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Bathroom stalls for the powder nose (she loves)
High heel shoes with the open toes (she loves)
She’s got a good time wrapped in gold (she loves)
For you, for you
All red dress with the devil eyes (she loves)
So obsessed with the camera lights (she loves)
You love her, but you can’t deny (she loves)
The truth, the truth

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves everybody
Can’t you tell by the signs?
She loves everybody
She gets off all the time
It’s a dark philosophy
And it haunts her constantly
It’s a false alarm to me
She’s a false alarm
[Chorus]
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 2]
Six inch long, ’bout three inch wide (she loves)
Dolla, dolla bill is her only type (she loves)
You love her but you’ll never be (she loves)
The one, the one
Diamonds and the rings are her fantasy (she loves)
She chase hearts with the Hennessy (she loves)
You love her, but you’ll never be (she loves)
Enough, enough

[Pre-Chorus]
She loves everybody
Can’t you tell by the signs?
She loves everybody
She gets off all the time
It’s a dark philosophy
And it haunts her constantly
She’s a false alarm to me
She’s a false alarm

[Chorus]
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Bridge]
She always leaves the man she loves
But the diamonds are forever
She always seems to be alone
But the diamonds make it better

[Chorus]
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Taylor Girlz – Steal Her Man (feat. Trinity Taylor)

My hair like to swing
[Hook 3x]
Ya! Aye! Pop it Pop it Pop it Pop it
Ya! Aye! Left foot, Right foot
Ya! Aye! Don’t fall! Sleep!
Ya! Aye! Steal her man! Steal her man!

[Verse 1]
Backpack girl wanna fight?
That’s a clapback
Boy, last night was a flashback
Look at my back
Hit or take winner
Show that
Walk through the hood
Gimmie that
[?]
Ya!
On my Jimmy Choo’s
I can’t mess wit you
You a thot, you a nusty you
Shoulda flexed on you
I got chemicals, on my visuals
Your so lyrical
Never catch me hanging with some typical
Hey! Ya!
I can steal her man, I can steal her man
She ain’t think I can, she ain’t think I can
I can steal her man, I can steal her man
She ain’t think I can, can
Think I can

[Hook 2x]

Wang Chung – Everybody Have Fun Tonight

I’ll drive a million miles
To be with you tonight
So if you’re feeling low
Turn up your radio
The words we use are strong
They make reality
But now the music’s on
Oh baby dance with me yeah

Rip it up
Move down
Rip it up
Move it down to the ground
Rip it up
Cool down
Rip it up
And get the feeling not the word

Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun

Deep in the world tonight
Our hearts beat safe and sound
I’ll hold you so close
Just let yourself go down

Rip it up
Move down
Rip it up
Move it down to the ground
Rip it up
Cool down
Rip it up
Get out what’s inside of you

Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun

On the edge of oblivion
All the world is Babylon
And all the love and ev’ryone
A ship of fools sailing on
(Everybody)
Everybody have fun tonight
(Everybody)
Everybody have fun tonight

Across the nation
Around the world
Everybody have fun tonight
A celebration so spread the word

Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody Wang Chung tonight
Everybody have fun tonight
Everybody have fun

Everybody
Everyone

Robbie Williams & Emma Bunton – 2 Become 1 (Spice Girls Cover)

Candle light and soul forever
A dream of you and me together
Say you believe it, say you believe it

Free your mind of doubt and danger
Be for real don’t be a stranger
We can achieve it, we can achieve it

Come a little bit closer baby, get it on, get it on
‘Cause tonight is the night when two become one

I need some love like I never needed love before
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
I had a little love, now I’m back for more
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
Set your spirit free, it’s the only way to be

Silly games that you were playing
Empty words we both were saying
Let’s work it out boy, let’s work it out boy

Once again if we endevour
Love will bring us back together
Take it or leave it, take it or leave it

Are you as good as I remember baby, get it on, get it on
‘Cause tonight is the night when two become one

I need some love like I never needed love before
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
I had a little love, now I’m back for more
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
Set your spirit free, it’s the only way to be

Ah, oh wow
Ah, oh wow

Be a little bit wiser baby, put it on, put it on
‘Cause tonight is the night when two become one

I need some love like I never needed love before
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
I had a little love, now I’m back for more
(Wanna make love to ya baby)

I need some love like I never needed love before
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
I had a little love, now I’m back for more
(Wanna make love to ya baby)
Set your spirit free, it’s the only way to be

It’s the only way to be
It’s the only way to be

Grace VanderWaal – Beautiful Thing (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
You think that you know my heart
And you probably do
That’s why I’m always with you
I could stay with you for hours
In an empty room
Never get bored
Never have nothing to do

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re my other half
You’re what makes me, me
What makes me smile
When I fall down and can’t get back, get back, get back up
On my feet

Without you here I am boring
Something inside you is triggering
It makes me myself
Makes me funny

[Chorus]
You’re a beautiful thing
We’re a beautiful thing together
Even when the weather is low

You’re a beautiful thing
We’re a beautiful thing together
Even when the weather is low

We can find the rainbow
Up in the sky
You’d say don’t you cry, it’s all gonna be alright
That’s a beautiful thing

[Verse 2]
If we ever got into a fight or war that would be bad
Cause you know all of my secrets
But I know all of yours

We make hours into seconds together
The weight of the world feel like a feather
Cause we’re holding it right in our hands

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re my other half
What makes me, me
What makes me smile
When I fall down and can’t get back, get back, get back up on my feet

Without you here I am boring
Something inside you is triggering
It makes me myself
Makes me funny

[Chorus]
You’re a beautiful thing
We’re a beautiful thing together
Even when the weather is low

You’re a beautiful thing
We’re a beautiful thing together
Even when the weather is low

[Bridge]
You and me together
We’ll forget what we have been told
We’ll live in our own dream world

You and me forever
We’ll forget what we have been told
We will take on the whole world

[Pre-Chorus]
Without you here I am boring
Something inside you is triggering
It makes me myself
Makes me funny

[Chorus]
You’re a beautiful thing
We’re a beautiful thing together
Even when the weather is low

And that’s a beautiful thing

Rich Chigga – Seventeen

[Verse 1]
Never worry ’bout a single hatin motherfucker
Lookin like my next supper, all these moves that I’m makin got people talkin
Like how many papers is this man signin, I’m back wit the backpack rap
Man I’m thinkin that this shit finna make them scat, got a bag full of cash if we talkin bout that
Run run it like Forrest Gump can you feel that, ay
I’m a renaissance man, if you wanna get a feat you not gon get response man I be hotter than some shit your mom cook in a sauce pan don’t be jealous don’t be rude go back to rollin up grams, people think I’m sick as shit but I’m just eatin on ham
Wanna beat me in my game then bitch I’m settin up camp
When the females hear my name I know they pussy all damp
Mr. Veterinarian I make that kitty go ham (damn)

[Hook]
Ballin only seventeen my skin is green
Watching numbers goin up that’s just the everyday routine
All my old my friends hit me up they wish they had a time machine
Feelin like I’m Cube I always hit ’em with no vaseline

[Post-Hook]
Always sayin no when you ask em if they got beef with me
DMs blowin up I always say no bitch this dick ain’t free
Watchin on your every move I got that shit on DVD
Flexin all the time but I just know that you a bourgeoisie

[Verse 2]
You got cash, buy sum chains, I buy houses ain’t that strange
You ain’t shit, I get lit, all you do is counterfeit
Little chick, but she thick, and she always on my drink
Shit I’m thirsty give it back, and she blondy just like Zac
("who the fuck is that?" "high school musical")
Bitch hold my stacks I’m 30 minutes late to France
Gotta get this cash, never give no chance, better bounce that ass, paid her an advance
Got me thru this day, sippin on Bombay, I dont trust you gotta take this survey
Man I don’t look back, never cut no slack, better get way back, fore yo ass get smacked uhh
Memphis flow but I’m from Jakarta ho, never understood my hustle but I guess the more you know
Checkin on your Instagram I see that shit is going slow, always hating on the progress man yo ass has gotta go

[Hook]
Ballin only seventeen my skin is green
Watching numbers goin up thats just the everyday routine
All my old my friends hit me up they wish they had a time machine
Feelin like I’m Cube I always hit em with no vaseline

[Post-Hook]
Always sayin no when you ask em if they got beef with me
DMs blowin up I always say no bitch this dick ain’t free
Watchin on your every move I got that shit on DVD
Flexin all the time but I just know that you a bourgeoisie