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Claudia Leitte – Taquitá

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Morandi – Keep You Safe

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Young Thug – Do It By Myself

[Hook : Young Thug]
Do it by myself
No, I don’t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can’t get inside my whip
No, no

[Verse 1 : Young Thug]
Hand me that molly, pass me that molly
I’m sneaking, I’m looking mischevious
These bitches gon’ show me they ’bout it
And they not strippers, they ass is so real temperpedic
Pop one pop two then I go try it
Then I’mma fuck that bitch inside like someone knockin’
I’m covered in green like a goblin
And I fly around this little bitch like I know they can’t stop me
Pass me the deuce
I’mma hit ’em in the club with the deuce
Index finger making love to the deuce
Smoking one when I show [?] how to do
Mink for everybody come in the crew
Not a single nigga dub in the crew
Slimey snakes now she lovin’ the zoo
Fuck with TIP so I bought me some AKOO
Treat her nice and now she love it
Ass so big I want to hug it
Her mouth gon’ open like a buggy
No pistol I got that hoe bustin’
Got these niggas goin’ out and cussing
[?]
I promise I ain’t cuffin’ that bitch, ain’t in custody
Im not pillow talking about nothing

[Hook : Young Thug]
Do it by myself
No, I don’t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can’t get inside my whip
No, no

[Verse 2 : Young Thug]
27 Hunnit’ for Balmain
I put them little bitches right on, and go fuck with the line
Bitches can’t step on my garment
They do just what I say, and you know I’m leading them on
Braid my hair back, call it crochet
Im gangster like cliché, and you know I’m bringing it on
Yeah I’m bringing it on, toast and a cheer cause I’m bring it on!
Packer yeah, Packer yeah, cheese on ya head like a muthafucka Packer yeah
Po up a four, man we need us some ice and we need us some sytrofoams shit
Suck on that dick, till you make that muthafucka stand like a tower yeah
Fuck that lil’ nigga, don’t get mad he broke
Thats why he acting sour, yeah
Nigga need to go and get they self some money
Nigga nigga thought the words from my bunny
I took Molly, now a whole in my tummy
Foreign bitch got me speaking ebonics
Pull up boy, you know all my cars they running
Buffalo car, my sofa like Jumanji
Bring that shit to me, fuck the price its nothing
I don’t need help I can …

[Hook : Young Thug]
Do it by myself
No, I don’t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can’t get inside my whip
No, no

[Verse 3 : Rula Da Messiah]

[Hook : Young Thug (x2)]
Do it by myself
No, I don’t need no help
Woah, woah, Balmains with a belt
No, she can’t get inside my whip
No, no

Rick Ross – Kyrie

[Intro]
(DP on the beat)
Man: Listen Rozay I want some dope, I heard y’all sell dope
Ross: So what type of dope you want bitch?
Maybach Music

[Hook]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it’s Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I’m standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving

[Verse 1]
Stephen Curry, Under Armour on my gang
They hit me close range, bitch ain’t hit a thing
Cut the dog food up with the (?)
The junkies they hit ’em like a canon ball
Don’t nobody do it like Miami does
Bought 20 kilos, coulda bought Miami subs
Let her snort a line so she can get a buzz
She says she want a dime, I told her get a dub
My city one big hospice, I could pull the plug
Them bitches it’s us before we pulling up
Keep it gangster, 20 bottles of Bel-Air
And got all of the dope boy’s hands in the air

[Hook]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it’s Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I’m standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving
Work, work, work, work, work

[Verse 2]
I wanna build a mansion in Port-Au-Prince
Speaking creole with all of my Haitian friends
Kilos for the low and Bahamas the (?)
Everything is diamond, can’t cop in a drought
I’m breezing through the beats, shout my nigga Pauchillo
Dave Grubman in the building, toast like the Goodfellas
20 million, baby that’s my water bill
Got Puffy on the phone talking a quarter bill
Piece of honey now I’m talking Taco Bell
Youngest nigga in the US with 100 mil
Ain’t too many hoes I haven’t done for real
Money in my pocket, boy I’m number one for real
Benz running and I’m sitting on the trunk
Rolling up a blunt, getting my dick sucked

[Hook]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it’s Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I’m standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving
Work, work, work, work, work

[Verse 3]
I see you fucking up like you a Donald Trump
I cast a vote and get a pussy nigga slumped
I gave my dog a stack, that shit was barely lunch
He got it done and called me back like batter’s up
He hit a bystander which didn’t matter much
And then I ate that pussy like Captain Crunch
We cruising (?) like we was Mexican
When it come to your hustle, exhibit excellence
Step to my clique and you’ll meet the exorcist
If you’re ever in debt then you’ll be the deficit
In the oval office and I’m iced out
Ankle monitor beeping in the white house

[Hook]
Bitches screaming for me like Beyonce
Work, jumping out the gym like it’s Lebron James
This other type of money even make me nervous
I’m standing out the roof, jersey Kyrie Irving
Work, work, work, work, work

Kid Ink – Hell & Back (Remix)

Hell & Back (Remix) Lyrics by Kid Ink Ft. Machine Gun Kelly

Chorus:
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back!
Uh, let’s burn it down, underrated
Could never say I was underground
Maybe a little misunderstood when I’m riding round
in all lanes like all G
Doing big things, no small change,
We ain’t going nowhere like wine stains
You see me with the Austin on
Welcome to the Austin show
I’m loving that, lace up, don’t trip, back at it, bro!
Sold out in my city, your city and your state
We’d never let go…
Damn, I rose up, in the front like rose up
It’s been a roller coaster, now I’m riding it over!
See the camera’s out, bitch you gotta stay focused
They expose us, but it’s still so much,
I swear that you don’t notice man!
You can tell them that I’ve been through hell and back
But I’m home, yeah, took a long time getting here,
But I’m finally in my zone
So gone off that.. you can hear in my…
Put your lighters in the air,
Let’s start a fire strong!
Chorus:
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back!
Amen, praise God for everyone
that made it out of dark like cave man
And it is my moment, cause I’ve been waiting
Came in the game the least favorite
Made it through rain, now it’s haling
I’m just saying!
Hell and back there ain’t no truth for me
Please save me and don’t hold me back
God said this ain’t for me
But these haters they got me trapped
Shit! And it’s these haters that got me strapped
Paranoid by my brains, cause these… that got me jagged
Consequence… then I hot defense
you still owe me no school like…
Another car collect and it’s sad cause
Those are the friends that you grew with
Telling me they knew that they are naked
And you got your chance to go prove it, go!
…work this and I sold out
Wrote this in my notepad
Spill more ink in my…
Spill blood on that stage, uh
I’m the truth, and they know that
Critics love, but these lovers don’t
Say hello, but this gold plaque is…
Chorus:
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back
You can tell them that
I’ve been through hell and back
When the heat is on
I fire back
In this cold world
Where your light is at
Just burn it down
Fire back!

Omarion – It’s Whatever lyrics

Matters is crazy, it’s whatever, whatever
All day yeah, it’s whatever, whatever
Oh, oh-ohh, oh, oh, oh, oh-ohhh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I’ve been only single four months
I’m just tryna get my swag back
Probably try to catch a few kids
It’s like a never (?)
Torn apart, catch me, I’m on the run
Told my BM she can have that
Put that on my daughter and my son
Every night I’m having flashbacks
So it’s probably wise that

So it’s probably wise that you know that I’m on
You don’t cross the line
Fuck your glass of wine
It’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever, it’s whatever
It’s whatever, it’s whatever-whatever, it’s whatever

I musta did it to myself
Look unfamiliar to myself
You don’t remember what you did
I can do that all by myself
I had to put this shit on record
I’m probably better by myself
I had to put this shit on record
Just so you could get the message

So it’s probably wise that you know that I’m on
You don’t cross the line
Fuck your glass of wine
It’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever
(?) love you, it’s whatever, whatever, it’s whatever
It’s whatever, it’s whatever-whatever, it’s whatever

I musta did it to myself
Look unfamiliar to myself
You don’t remember what you did
I’m probably better by myself
Whatever, whatever, whatever
You like to talk bout forever
Talk bout what’s right for (?)
(?)
So far can’t turn back now
I guess we found out no basic
(?)

So usually around this time I’d drop a mixtape way back
You know and the truth of the matter is that I’m putting my soul into my next album
Make it a true reflection of now and I can’t wait for you to hear it so

Mahalia Jackson – There Is A Balm In Gilead

There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole;
There is a balm in Gilead to save a sin-sick soul.

If you cannot preach like Peter, if you cannot pray like Paul,
You can tell the love of Jesus; you can say, “He died for us all.”

There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole;

There is a balm in Gilead to save a sin-sick soul.

Sometimes I feel discouraged, you know and I feel like I can’t go on,
Oh, but then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again.
Revives my soul, my soul again.

LUKE CHRISTOPHER – Therapy lyrics

Why you’re singing like [?]

Light it up just got you smokin’
You can say what’s on you mind (Anything you need)
They don’t love you, they don’t know shit, girl (They don’t know shit, baby)
Never let ’em waste your time ([?])
When you feel alone, I pop up on the low and talk shit out
It’s hard on your own, I know how it goes
We’ve lost it all before, we both get insecure
Girl get comfortable

This shit here your therapy, baby
You know I got the remedy, baby
This shit here your therapy, baby (Yeah)
Know you feel that chemistry
You gon’ learn I can set you free
You gon’ learn girl, Imma roll this up
And we gon’ open up
And you gon’ be yourself
Girl we been fuckin’ round enough
Anything, you can tell me what you need
Baby tell me what you need
I can be the therapy (Straight up)
Oh yeah, see

I can tell you been searching (Word)
But always have what you need (Yeah)
Head to toe, girl you’re perfect (Yeah)
And I’m just sayin’ what I see
We ain’t got to rush, no girl
We can take it slow
You gon’ open up
We youngins but we grown, oh yeah
We can box the whip [?]
There’s some things we ought to know bout each other (Yeah)
And don’t change girl
You worry bout the wrong things, girl
Scare yourself a lil’ brave girl
Hit the wave girl, I’m just sayin’ girl

This shit here your therapy, baby
You know I got the remedy, baby
This shit here your therapy, baby (Yeah)
Know you feel that chemistry
You gon’ learn girl, Imma roll this up
And you gon’ open up
And you gon’ be yourself
Baby enough is enough
Anything, you can tell me what you need
Baby tell me what you need
I can be the therapy (Straight up)
Oh yeah, see

Girl I even threw the horns in this bitch
(Threw the horns in this bitch for you)
Girl I even threw the horns in this bitch
(Threw the horns in this bitch)
Yeah so Imma just…
Imma just leave this right here
Whenever you feel like you need it
Just hit rewind

CHARLIE PUTH – River lyrics

Don’t run from me river
Don’t run from me river river
No don’t run from me river
Don’t run from me river river

Look, you can play it cool
Act like you don’t care
River don’t mean cruel
You’re pushing me away
Don’t want to get hurt
Saw you hurt me first
With the words you say

Maybe you should fall
That’s what rivers do
’cause when you’re in love
You don’t mind a different view
Things are looking up

Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
From our love (run, run)

Look, darling don’t give up
When the water’s rough
Where you gonna go?
My heart is your home
Nothing is as cold
As running on your own
So river don’t you rush

Maybe you should fall
That’s what rivers do
’cause when you’re in love
You don’t mind a different view
Things are looking up

Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
From our love (run, run)

Don’t run from me river
Don’t run from me river river
No don’t run from me river
Don’t run from me river river
No don’t run from me river
Don’t run from me river river
No don’t run from me river

Maybe you should fall
That’s what rivers do
’cause when you’re in love
You don’t mind a different view
Things are looking up

Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Oh river (river, river)
Don’t run (run, run)
Don’t run (river, river)
From our love (run, run)

Oh river (river, river) (Don’t run from me river)
Don’t run (run, run) (Don’t run from me river river)
Don’t run (river, river) (No don’t run from me river)
Don’t run (run, run) (Don’t run from me river river)
Oh river (river, river) (Don’t run from me river)
Don’t run (run, run) (Don’t run from me river river)
Don’t run (river, river) (No don’t run from me river)
From our love (run, run) (Don’t run from me river river)
No

CHARLIE PUTH – Does It Feel lyrics

Tell me lies, like how you’re better off without me
While the truth is written all over your face
Even in photographs together you look lonely
When you were here, you never had to fake

And girl I promise I’m not gonna bother you anymore
Soon as you hang up the phone
I just got one question that you might not be ready for
But I really gotta know

Does it feel, feel like you never gon’ find nothing better?
Does it feel, feel like you’re missing, ’cause I loved you different?

And the way that you can say you don’t remember
How I kept you coming over every night
And the way that you can say you never wondered, wondered
If loving someone else is just a lie

Woah, girl I promise I’m not gonna bother you anymore
Soon as you hang up the phone
I just got one question that you might not be ready for
But I really gotta know

Does it feel, feel like you never gon’ find nothing better?
Does it feel, feel like you’re missing, ’cause I loved you different?
Does it feel, feel like you never gon’ find nothing better?
Does it feel, feel like you’re missing, ’cause I loved you different?

Girl, I promise I’m not gonna bother you anymore
Soon as you hang up the phone
I just got one question that you might not be ready for
But I really gotta know

Does it feel, feel like you never gon’ find nothing better?
Does it feel, feel like you’re missing, ’cause I loved you different?
Does it feel, feel like you never gon’ find nothing better?
Does it feel, feel like you’re missing, ’cause I loved you different?

LITTLE MIX – Nothing Else Matters lyrics

Sometimes you take it too far, going at the deep end
No matter what the deal, babe, you know that I’ll be there
If we lose our way, let the world start to creep in
Can’t let nobody’s word be the why we ain’t speaking

Only the birds and the bees know where we go
A little bit high, little bit low
Cause we come, we come so far, oh baby
Maybe too much is not enough
All the things that we do for love
Cause we come, we come so far, oh baby
When we coming around

‘Cause nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like love
I don’t wanna fight, not tonight, ’cause we’re having fun now
And nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like love
You’ve just gotta believe it believes that it’s coming back around
And I don’t really care about nothing else
Nothing else matters
Yeah, no, nothing else

I told you don’t let me down
I know you never did
And I don’t want ya, I don’t want ya to start now
I got the lock, give you the key
Look at us now
[?] It’s you and me
Cause we come, we come so far, oh baby
When we coming around

‘Cause nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like loveI don’t wanna fight, not tonight, ’cause we’re having fun now
And nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like love
You’ve just gotta believe it believes that it’s coming back around
And I don’t really care about nothing else
Nothing else matters
Yeah, no, nothing else

No, I don’t want, don’t want nobody else
Now that I got you, I got you all to myself
Falling in, other boys will never be you now
I give it all, all to you, so baby, don’t let me down

You love so deep, your body on me
I’m all the way up when I get you on my feet
We got it all, babe, right where we want it to be
I’m choosing no-no-nothing else matters to me

I said nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like love
I don’t wanna fight, not tonight, ’cause we’re having fun now
And nothing else matters like us
And nothing else matters like love
You’ve just gotta believe it believes that it’s coming back around
And I don’t really care about nothing else
Nothing else matters
Yeah, no, nothing else
And I don’t really care about nothing else
Nothing else matters
Yeah, no, nothing else

A Tribe Called Quest – Lost Somebody Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yeah, Phife—for your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be born
Best of us are left for dead in cities that looks war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that bad ass
Just for running through their lawn
Walt met Cheryl, Cheryl met Walt
Trinidadian love sprouting through the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, a silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would employ
And before he even squeaks, it’s decided it’s Malik
Now give him hope, give him care
Raise him while his grandma there
Watch out momma, if you stare
Light brown eyes’ll keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fits
Sometimes overbearing though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spats and shits and ematically documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times fight it out
Gave grace face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out, damn

[Chorus: Cat]
Have you ever loved somebody?
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you got to dream?
(Bow wow, woof woof)
No more crying, he’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would be ever writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know when those people are gone
So, so beautiful, opined indisputable
Heart of a largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took me quick to granny house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans, leak ice, never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue of sairs
Mailbox mayors, all our rhymes was written there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward well, took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more cry

[Guitar Solo: Jack White]

A Tribe Called Quest – Ego Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip]
Yeah, Phife—for your life

[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
Now, in the time when niggas wasn’t supposed to be born
Best of us are left for dead in cities that looks war-torn
Vietnam going wrong, heroin going strong
Neighbors would whoop that bad ass
Just for running through their lawn
Walt met Cheryl, Cheryl met Walt
Trinidadian love sprouting through the asphalt
Love was consummated and the angels registrated
Two were to be born but only one of ’em made it
Inside a cloud of sorrow, a silver lining and joy
It’s a bouncing baby boy, a king’s name they would employ
And before he even squeaks, it’s decided it’s Malik
Now give him hope, give him care
Raise him while his grandma there
Watch out momma, if you stare
Light brown eyes’ll keep you there
Let’s progress the story just a little bit
Malik, I would treat you like little brother that would give you fits
Sometimes overbearing though I thought it was for your benefit
Despite all the spats and shits and ematically documented
The one thing I appreciate, you and I, we never pretended
Rhymes we would write it out, hard times fight it out
Gave grace face to face, made it right
And now you riding out, out, out, out, damn

[Chorus: Cat]
Have you ever loved somebody?
(Phife dawg, man)
Way before you got to dream?
(Bow wow, woof woof)
No more crying, he’s in sunshine

[Verse 2: Jarobi]
Never thought that I would be ever writing this song
Hold friends tight, never know when those people are gone
So, so beautiful, opined indisputable
Heart of a largest lion trapped inside the little dude
Took me quick to granny house, now we eat the curry food
Talking hopes, dreams, plans, leak ice, never scared
Brand new pair of Nike Airs, avenue of sairs
Mailbox mayors, all our rhymes was written there
A nigga wanna battle, you know Phifey didn’t care
Jarobi with the beat, into new ass we tear
I’mma flash forward well, took a trip to ATL
Cooking in the kitchen making sure my nigga eating well
Wedding in Tobago, you know exactly where I’m at
Standing on the side of black Malik Izaak

[Chorus]
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more crying, he’s in sunshine
He’s alright now, see his wings
Have you ever loved somebody?
Way before you got to dream?
No more cry

[Guitar Solo: Jack White]

A Tribe Called Quest – Kids… Lyrics

[Verse 1: André 3000]
I ain’t even gon’ lie, I was probably high
Just forgot to call you back, simple as that
I ain’t no almanac, so lick my dictionary
I might just call a cab ’cause I dig canary
Yellow accents on a dark bitch
I met her back when she kept all her carpet
I’m well aware all that shit is fantasy
I double dare y’all to fuck your plan B
That’s demeanor, momma’s mannerisms
That mean, don’t mean to get vulgar, but it’s some
Hoes in this bitch like a box of donuts
It’s cold out in this bitch, standing on the corner
Condolences to niggas that got erased
I pour out some liquor on a cop’s grave
Mmm, digital church bells
Ringin’ ‘cross the street, sure work well

[Hook: André 3000 & (Q-Tip)]
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real)
Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real)

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
I don’t wanna get up now, I don’t wanna go to school
I don’t wanna be the best, don’t wanna follow rules
Mom, I think you fuckin’ lied to me
Three stacks said all this shit is fantasy
It’s my time, gon’ put a little life to it
If life’s a obstacle then I’mma bike through it
I see it like a kiddie on the carousel
If I ‘url while I go around, what the hell
And that went well, so I’m compelled
To have visions of getting chicken while my friends get jel
My young nigga motto was, “Fuck it, I’m already grown”
And I dream of when I’m sixteen, I’m out my home
That petty though, ’cause my mama boyfriend dough
It’s kinda long like this old head hustle, yo
He cognizant of a nigga ride and die
I see us getting money through my green eyes

[Hook: Andre 3000 & (Q-Tip)]
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) For real (For real?) For real (For real)

[Verse 3: André 3000 & Q-Tip]
Yeah, all the kids, all the what, uh
Yeah, all the badass kids, uh
Kids, say I’m the shit
I’m Chick-fil-A nuggets, McDonald’s french fries
The spicy Popeye’s and Red Lobster biscuits
And girls scout thin mints
Pardon my penmanship, but oh shit
Feel like I’m hungry now again
And I can’t do nothing about it because my teeth are all rotted
And my mom and my pop, they just grin
And empathize with me ’cause they were little like Pygmies
But too bad they can’t get back they ‘member whens
Them grown-up stories don’t work
In the court of the kiddies’, the judgement is in
And while y’all doing all y’all your bids, y’all reminisce as kids
Fuck it, kids, the grown-ups won’t own up
They stood on the corner
Like you once upon a, time
And probably felt like a loner
And smelled like a stoner, and snuck to Daytona
So when they questioning you ’bout who or who you ain’t boning
Complaining that you always moaning
Never saying good morning
Storming out my house
And slamming doors like you paying bills
They been through it too, though
They were kids like you, though
But what if they knew though
And hit you with the cheat code
To a game you just start playing, no extra man
Leave you reckless on the court
With no high percentage shot
Just a bunch of, “You got ’em, nigga, just give it what you got”
Yeah, it look a little different on a yacht
But ain’t gon’ lie, I miss kayaking
I love the young niggas, and they do too, they just be acting
Like a bunch of retired tired thespians, a bit too salty
Shit, their blood pressure high, why?
They don’t play no more, probably

[Hook: André 3000]
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?
(Kids) Kids, don’t you know how all this shit is fantasy?

A Tribe Called Quest – Black Spasmodic Lyrics

[Intro: Q-Tip & (Q-Tip & Phife Dawg)]
Yo, y’all ready?
Yo, Phife, you ready?
Cons, you got that part, right? A’ight
(I dunno but it don’t matter who choose to set it off
ATCQ, no doubt my niggas is boss
Little half-ass rappers, y’all pissin’ me off
Time to dead ‘em all off, yo, no matter the cost)

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this caliber
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this caliber
(Spasmodic) Who kept up a buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Now look what he does to any challenger

[Verse 1: Phife Dawg]
Now who want it with the Trini gladiator?
Mid finger to you haters, you biters not innovators
I take zero for granted, I honors my gift
Champion pen game, plus I’m freestyle equipped
You clowns be bum sauce, speak my name, it’s curtains
Hamdulillāh, my crew’s back to workin’
Trash rap the dead, pussy kill the chirping
No more fuck boys, sit down, shit can only get worse
And how do you touch mic with flows uncertain?
Speak game dry, boy, that flow ain’t workin’
Folks throwin’ items, them vex and cursin’
Fuck made me wanna see these niggas in person?
Third song in, motherfuckers dispersin’
Only to realize Donald Juice in the buildin’
Big tune this for man, woman, and children
Back on my bullshit, Busta Bus’ then we kill them

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this caliber
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers

[Verse 2: Q-Tip]
My nigga spirit be talkin’ to me, let me explain
Not through evil mediums, tarot cards, and Ouija games
But through mixing chords and boards
And even drum machines—he be saying:
“Nigga fuck awards, keep reppin’ Queens”
And don’t be taking slack from these non-rapping niggas, man
That intellectual shit you spit, you better change your plan
Especially when you see ’em at the lobby of a label
And they don’t seem able to outstretch they hands
And admit they fans
You better flame ’em in the J’s that they standing in
Ostracize they memory for not remembering
The articles reduce their body parts to particles
And dust the Dead Sea with their cremated molecules
I’m leaving, but nigga you still got the work to do
I expect the best from you, I’m watching from my heaven view
Don’t disappoint me, make sure that they anoint me
As the blue ribbon pedigree, the best of show, five-foot-three
Speak of the legacy for short people around the world
Napoleonic, bionic people who cause the world to twirl
Rip every stage with grace, look right dead in they face
Live the Tribe principle of havin’ impeccable taste
Enjoy that breath like that one was your last one left
If you don’t believe me, Tip, there’s truly life after death
So refer to the Biggie covers and shoutout my Trini brothers
And please check in on my mother…
Malik Izaak, call me shorty”

[Hook: Consequence]
(Black) They don’t make thugs of this caliber
(Spasmodic) Who kept up the buzz the whole calendar
(Black) Used to sell drugs out the Challenger
(Spasmodic) Used to keep guns with the silencers
(Black) (Spasmodic)

Frenna – OMW (On My Way)

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Frenna]
Ik heb money, heb een car
Ik werk hard, van de start
Ik heb doelen, van der Sar
Jij maakt je druk om te spenden bij de bar
Misschien ben ik morgen wel done met m’n life
Ik moet nog naar Londen, Milaan en naar Parijs
Ze willen me klem zo, maar hebben geen bewijs
Ik had niks in de koelkast dus fack jullie eis
Okay, maar bijna niet gemaakt voor bitches minder dan een 5
Dolce & Gabbana, kan niet letten op die prijs
Ey, ik geef wat aan m’n mama en dan maak ik d’r weer blij
Was al die tijd met Winne, beter noemden ze me Feis

[Hook: Jonna Fraser]
Het gaat vanzelf, ik ben niet op zoek
Ik moet het hebben, het is niet genoeg
Kan je vertellen, het zit in mijn bloed
Ik neem alleen wat libie geeft
Ik kom uit de goot inderdaad, ookal ben ik daar nog steeds
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way
Ik ben een strijder, jij ziet dat ik overleef
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way

[Verse 2: Frenna]
I just wanna be, I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
Laten we linken mansion
Dragen de highest fashion
Betaalde voor al mijn lessons
Want jullie niggers kunnen niks zeggen
Jullie bitches kunnen niks zeggen
Countin’ all my blessings ya
Ik dank Gaddo, alleen barbaar
Ik kan niet hier zo blijven stressen
Ik denk alleen nog aan m’n ma
Want zij zit daar in mijn corazón

[Hook: Jonna Fraser]
Het gaat vanzelf, ik ben niet op zoek
Ik moet het hebben, het is niet genoeg
Kan je vertellen, het zit in mijn bloed
Ik neem alleen wat libie geeft
Ik kom uit de goot inderdaad, ookal ben ik daar nog steeds
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way
Ik ben een strijder, jij ziet dat ik overleef
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way

[Bridge: Frenna]
Ik weet wat ik wil en ik verdien het yeahyeah
Het gaat mij niet om fame of verdienen yeahyeah
Ik neem al m’n niggers mee, meer dan 10en yeahyeah
Ik verdien het yeahyeah
En je ziet het heyyeah
Ik weet wat ik wil en ik verdien het yeahyeah
Het gaat mij niet om fame of verdienen yeahyeah
Ik neem al m’n niggers mee, meer dan 10en yeahyeah

[Hook: Jonna Fraser]
Ik neem alleen wat libie geeft, ey
Ik kom uit de goot inderdaad, ookal ben ik daar nog steeds
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way
Ik ben een strijder, jij ziet dat ik overleef
Maak je niet druk om mij, want ik ben on my way

Annisokay – Blind Lane

We are in line we are the trend
Brushed and forgotten in the end
Across the years we lost each other
Blinded by a softly souther

I touch your skin
I hold my breath
The time has come
Our love is dead
I watch the train
As it dissolves in heavy rain
On tracks out of the blind lane

From the heaven of together to the earth of alone
Change your world before it kills you
There is no doubt this is what it’s all about

I’m losing sleep
You’re on my mind
I’m losing days
That I cannot find
There’s nothing wrong
With being wrong for each other
At some time or another

When it’s all said and done
We give up before it even begun
When it’s all cold, when it’s all gone
We stand still, even if we try to run

There’s nothing wrong
With being wrong for each other

Annisokay – What’s Wrong

We are struggling
We are striving
In the search for a place to stay
There is no guarantee of surviving
We’re putting ourselves in harms way

Tell me what’s wrong
With everybody today?
Suffer, losses and dealing with human fears
It is neither livable
Nor acceptable over years

We’re all seekers
On the run for love
On the run for hope
We’re all seekers
Always searching for a life worth living

We are troubling
We’re disturbing
In the search for a place to stay
There is no guarantee of surviving
Dreams and reality like night and day

Tell me what’s wrong
With everybody today
A distress signal this time for all humankind
We are about to crash and burn
We are on our own, there’s no return

We’re all seekers
On the run for love
On the run for hope
We’re all seekers
Always searching for a life worth living
We are all searching for a life worth living

They irritate. They infuriate. They inflame. They chafe
You are not alone!
We may start to take time and take part
For what may be changed
We may start to take time and take part
Defeat inertia for a change

We’re all seekers
On the run for love
On the run for hope
We’re all seekers
Always searching for a life worth living
We are all searching for a life worth living

Annisokay – Loud

[Verse 1: Dave Grunewald]
We’ve ruined everything, a dream designed to fall
The world won’t mourn us when we’re dead and gone, dead and gone
Accepting our fate, our backs against the wall
The cycle of destruction goes on and on

[Verse 2: Christoph Wieczorek]
Downtown is on fire
The final hour approaches you
Caught in the headlights
Guilty of murder
Deep in you heart you know the truth

[Chorus 1: Dave Grunewald]
So scream it loud
LOUD loud LOUD
Scream the truth
If they don’t listen scream it loud
LOUD loud LOUD
Scream the fucking truth

[Chorus 2: Dave Grunewald]
If your eyes are open
If your heart’s not frozen
Don’t let it all disappear
Cause all we have is here

[Chorus 2: Christoph Wieczorek]
If your eyes are open
If your heart’s not frozen
Don’t let it all disappear
Cause all we have is here

[Verse 3: Dave Grunewald]
Who will shine the brightest of all
What will it take to break down these prison walls
We’ll be the voice, alone in the crowd
If they’re not listening

[Chorus 1: Dave Grunewald]
Scream it loud
LOUD loud LOUD
Scream the truth
If they don’t listen scream it loud
LOUD loud LOUD
Scream the fucking truth

[Chorus 2: Dave Grunewald]

[Chorus 2: Christoph Wieczorek]

[Break: Dave Grunewald]
Essential dedication to the pace of life
Open your eyes
How will we survive (survive)
(loud, loud…loud, loud…loud, loud)
Deep in you heart you know the truth

[Chorus 1: Dave Grunewald]

[Chorus 2: Dave Grunewald]

[Chorus 2: Christoph Wieczorek]

[Verse 2: Dave Grunewald]
Downtown is on fire
The final hour approaches you
Caught in the headlights
Guilty of murder
Deep in you heart you know the truth

Molly Moore – Violet Sky

[Verse 1]
I wanna live in your mind
And wade in the tide
Let me see what no one else can
And we’ll keep drifting away
To the masses of space
There’s no telling where we will land

[Pre-Chorus]
Far out they’re calling our name
Slow down, I don’t hear a thing
I’m on another wavelength

[Verse 2]
And when I open my eyes
I’m almost alive
But there’s something in my aura
A war is waging inside
A dangerous divide
It takes some time to really know you

[Pre-Chorus]
Far out they’re calling my name
Slow down I don’t feel a thing
We’re on another wavelength

[Chorus]
Into the violet sky
Can’t stay here anymore
Paradigm paradise
We’re falling from the floor
Into the violet sky

[Outro]
Into the violet sky
Into the violet sky
Into the violet sky
Into the violet sky

Molly Moore – Indigo

[Verse 1]
They all want silence, I can’t keep quiet
I’m an avalanche and I just wanna dance
Inter-dimension, innate intention
This world is cold when you’re not sold

[Pre-Chorus]
Call me crazy ’cause I see what you don’t see
Call me crazy
Cause I am the light, the misunderstood
Up to no good

[Chorus]
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh

[Verse 2]
Divine distraction, law of attraction
I see the future, a different universe

[Pre-Chorus]
Call me crazy ’cause I see what you don’t see
Call me crazy
Cause I’m alive, don’t act like I should
Up to no good

[Chorus]
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh

[Chorus]
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh
Indigo, oh

Molly Moore – Imaginary Friends

[Verse 1]
Hey, how you doing?
I haven’t seen you around
Your mouth is moving
Superficial sound
Let’s get together
Act like we care for a while
It’s been forever
I don’t really mind

[Pre-Chorus]
I, blank staring faces
I make it to fake it

[Chorus]
When I’m hanging with my imaginary friends
All we ever do is smile and play pretend
Nothing to give, nothing to gain
Only exist inside of my head
Imaginary, imaginary friends

[Verse 2]
We go out talking
You’re still obsessed with yourself
Wish I was walking
Back into my shell
Cause every time I think it’s different
You come around just working the same shit
Like you’re someone else

[Pre-Chorus]
I, blank staring faces
I fake it to make it

[Chorus]
When I’m hanging with my imaginary friends
All we ever do is smile and play pretend
Nothing to give, nothing to gain
Only exist inside of my head
Imaginary, imaginary friends

[Outro]
How does it, how does it, how does it feel?
When nothing’s real
How does it feel? How does it feel?
When nothing’s real

Molly Moore – Free Spirit

[Verse 1]
Shake in my stomach and kids taking adderall
Don’t think it’s funny, just how at war we are
I’m alive, even when I don’t know why I try
Even when I don’t know why

[Chorus]
I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free
I’m a free spirit but I won’t give it up
I’m a free spirit but is freedom enough?
No no no
No no
Free

[Verse 1]
Shake in my stomach and kids taking adderall
Don’t think it’s funny, just how at war we are
I’m alive, even when I don’t know why I try
Even when I don’t know why

[Chorus]
I go over and over it, over and over it
Cause I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free
I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free, I’m a free

Alicia Keys – Blended Family (What You Do For Love) (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Verse 1: Alicia Keys]
Hey I might not really be your mother
That don’t mean that I don’t really love ya
And even though I married your father
That’s not the only reason I’m here for ya

[Pre-Hook: Alicia Keys]
I think you’re beautiful
I think you’re perfect
I know how hard it gets
But I swear it’s worth it, worth it

[Hook: Alicia Keys]
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love
’cause there ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing
There ain’t nothing I won’t do for us
It may not be easy
This blended family, but baby
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love

[Verse 2: Alicia Keys]
I know it started with a little drama
I hate you had to read it in the paper
But everything’s alright with me and ya Mama
Baby everybody here you know adores ya

[Pre-Hook: Alicia Keys]
I think it’s beautiful
I think it’s perfect
I know how hard it gets
But I swear it’s worth it, worth it

[Hook: Alicia Keys]
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love
’cause there ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing
There ain’t nothing I won’t do for us
It may not be easy
This blended family, but baby
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Alicia Keys]
For love, for love
Are you this real my true love
Cause you’re my baby, rejoice daily
I believe love could bring us closer than blood

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky & Both]
I remember having four step-moms at nine
Loved Christmas time and birthday was fly
Hit my sisters just for dinner cause the cookin’ was bomb
Her mothers supper made me love her like she took me to prom (uh)
And shoutout to my sisters on welfare
Flacko care, nobody else care
And shoutout to the step-sisters and step-brothers
And god-sisters, who eventually slept with us
Real love, but you do it right, alright
I’m here for you
That is alright, alright

[Hook: Alicia Keys]
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love
There ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing, there ain’t nothing
There ain’t nothing I won’t do for us
It may not be easy
This blended family but baby
That’s what you do, what you do, what you do
What you do for love

[Outro: Alicia Keys]
That’s just what you do (for love)
For love of the babies (for love)
We’re a blended family (for love)
And it’s alright (for love)
Said it’s alright!
I’ll be here forever

Bon Jovi – 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, 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 our 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, come on up to our house, come on up to our house

John Legend – Love Me Now

[Verse 1]
Pulling me further, further than I’ve been before
Making me stronger, shaking me right to the core
Oh, I don’t know what’s in the stars
Never heard it from above, the world isn’t ours
But I know what’s in my heart, if you ain’t mine I’ll be torn apart

[Chorus]
I don’t know who’s gonna kiss you when I’m gone
So I’m gonna love you now, like it’s all I have
I know it’ll kill me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think about it, I want you to love me now
I don’t know who’s gonna kiss you when I’m gone
So I’m gonna love you now, like it’s all I have
I know it’ll kill me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think about it, I want you to love me now

[Post-Chorus]
Love me now, love me now
Oh, oh, love me now, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Love me now, love me now
Oh, I want you to love me now

[Verse 2]
Something inside us know’s there’s nothing guaranteed
Yeah, girl, I don’t need you to tell me that you’ll never leave, no
When we’ve done all that we could to turn darkness into light, turn evil to good
Even when we try so hard for that perfect kind of love, it could all fall apart

[Chorus]
And who’s gonna kiss you when I’m gone?
Oh I’m gonna love you now, like it’s all I have
And I know it’ll kill me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think about it, I want you to love me now

[Post-Chorus]
Love me now, love me now
Oh, love me now, oh, oh, oh
Love me now
Love me now, love me now
Love me now

[Bridge]
Oh I don’t know how the years will go down, it’s alright
Let’s make the most of every moment tonight

[Chorus]
I don’t know who’s gonna kiss you when I’m gone
So I’m gonna love you now, like it’s all I have
I know it’ll kill me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think about it, I want you to love me now
I don’t know who’s gonna kiss you when I’m gone
So I’m gonna love you now, like it’s all I have
I know it’ll kill me when it’s over
I don’t wanna think about it, I just wanna love you now

[Post-Chorus]
Love me now, love me now
Oh, oh, love you now, oh, oh, oh
Love me now, love me now
Love you now
Oh, love you now, oh, oh, oh, oh

Kevin Hart – Push It On Me (feat. Trey Songz)

[Intro: Kevin Hart]
Ah, ah, they made Droppa get sexy
Just when you thought it couldn’t happen it did
But I ain’t gonna do it by myself
I brought my guy with me, Mr. Yuh!
Ay bitches, y’all better get a Maxipad and put it on
Cause you about to get wet, let’s go, Trigga!

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
(Songbook, baby)
Lil’ mama with them big old cheeks
Make a nigga wanna spend his check he made this week
Let them hoes get mad ’cause them hoes so weak
Spend a bag on your bag and your hair on fleek
Oh yeah, push that thing on me
You got me open, girl, but understand I’m a G
You just want the real so you hating on me
Niggas said they showing love but they hating on me

[Pre-Chorus: Trey Songz]
Yeah, go ‘head with your cute ass
Whatever nigga fucked up is a dumbass
Let me make it right, girl, you deserve that
Sundresses make a nigga wanna grab that
Yeah, push that thing on me
Keep it so classy but I know you a freak
Tell me I ain’t lying, take a ride with me
And pull up in this thing with me, let’s go

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it for the mirror, shake that ass for a G
Girl, you look good, put that ass on me
Oh, push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it in the mirror, shake that ass for a G
Girl, you look good, put that ass on me

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Oh, you know that you’re my favorite piece
They was thinking bout your ass when they made this beat
I’ve been thinking bout your ass every day this week
You the best, keep it wet, that’s a major key
Oh yeah, push that thing on me
Let these other niggas know you came with a G
I’ma keep it real cause they ain’t gon’ be
Niggas say they showing love but they hating on me

[Pre-Chorus: Trey Songz]
Yeah, go ‘head with your cute ass
Whatever nigga fucked up is a dumbass
Let me make it right, girl, you deserve that
Sundresses make a nigga wanna grab that
Yeah, push that thing on me
Keep it so classy but I know you a freak
Tell me I ain’t lying, take a ride with me
And pull up in this thing with me, let’s go

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it for the mirror shake that ass for a G
Girl, you look good, put that ass on me
Oh, push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it in the mirror shake that ass for a G
Girl, you look good, put that ass on me

[Bridge: Trey Songz]
Shawty, can I get that? Get that?
Girl you know I’m tryna hit that, hit that
Break you off like a Kit Kat, Kit Kat
Know that ass got some kick back, so kick back
Oh, go money, money
Let me spend this check on you, it ain’t nothing, honey
Oh, go money, money
Let me spend this check on you, it ain’t nothing for a G

[Verse 3: Kevin Hart]
Yup, it’s the dark little big guy
Pushing no salt, no pepper, no french fries
I’ve been thinking bout your body but the inside
I ain’t never hit it but you know that ass been mine
Push it like we on the incline
Push it like a door and then we walking inside
Unless you supposed to pull, that’s a bad line
Best part of the game is the half time (it is!)
Chocolate about to get nasty with it
Droppa got you dripping so I had to kiss it
Never tripping on your pussy but I had to visit
Got my passport ready, let me grab a ticket
Baby, why you talking to them ashy niggas?
And stop drinking it alone, girl, pass the liquor
Got her in the corner, grab her ass, booty, butt
Now tell these motherfuckers they can catch me up in "What Now?", yeah

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it for the mirror shake that ass for a G
Girl, you look good, put that ass on me
Oh, push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it in the mirror shake that ass for a G
Girl you look good, put that ass on me, oh

[Outro: Kevin Hart & Trey Songz]
Push that thing on me
Jenny Lo’ with the booty, sit that ass on me
Don’t do it in the mirror girl do it for a G
Girl, you look so good, sit that ass on me, aw
Droppa, yup!

The Weeknd – Starboy (feat. Daft Punk) (Lyric Video)

[The Weeknd]
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, carved 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 out my side, I’ll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking 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, getting hefty, ah
Coming for the king, that’s a far cry, I
I come alive in the fall time, I
The competition, I don’t ever listen
I’m in the blue Mulsanne bumping New Edition

House so empty, need a centerpiece
Twenty racks a table, carved from ebony
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

Let a nigga Brad Pitt
Legend of the fall took the year like a bandit
By my ma a crib and a brand new wagon
Now she hit the grocery shop looking lavish
Star Trek groove in that Wraith 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, carved from ebony
Cut that ivory to skinny pieces
Then she clean it with her face but I love my baby
You talking money, need a hearing aid
You talking bout me, I don’t see a shade
Switch out my side, I’ll take any lane
I switch out my car if I kill any pain

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy

(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
I’m a motherfucking Starboy
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Look what you’ve done
(Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)

I’m a motherfucking Starboy…

Rae Sremmurd – Black Beatles (feat. Gucci Mane)

Black beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL!
I sent flowers, but you said you didn’t receive ‘em
But you said you didn’t need them

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Gettin’ so cold I’m not blinkin’
What in the world was I thinkin’?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
I’m a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin John Lennon lenses like to see ‘em spread eagle
Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table
Screamin’ "everybody’s famous"
Like clockwork, I blow it all
And get some more
Get you somebody that can do both
Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling
She think she love me
I think she trollin’

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes
A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe
A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb’, real life goals
They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door
There’s so much money on the floor we buyin school clothes
Watch me break the money machine till her clothes fall
Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo
I eurostep past a hater like I’m Rondo
I upgrade your baby mama to a condo
My Chapos servin’ yayo to the gringos
Black Beatle, club close when I say so

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

She’s a good teaser, and we blowin’ reefer
Your body like a work of art, baby
Don’t fuck with me, I’ll break your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor
15 hundred on my feet, I’m tryna kill these haters
I had haters when I was broke, I’m rich, I still got haters
I had hoes when I was broke, I’m rich, I’m still a player
I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80’s
I’ve been blowin’ OG Kush, I feel a lil’ sedated
I can’t worry about a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know me
Young bull livin’ like an old geezer
Release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinkin’
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Robin Thicke – One Shot (feat. Juicy J)

[Intro: Robin Thicke]
1, 2, 3, 4

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
It took five shots, and we were getting it on
And then four shots, we had nothing on
Three shots, we were out of there
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

[Pre-Verse: Juicy J]
Yessir
Juicy J

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bartender ‘nother round on me
Two or three shots you goin’ down on me
I’m a king, go ahead, put a crown on me
I’m an OG, only pouring Crown in my drink
Apple martini, now she in my Lamborghini
Coming out of her bikini, ’bout to rub me like a genie
Get her all alone, knock her off, then I dip
If she work it good enough, she might leave with a tip

[Pre-Chorus 1: Robin Thicke]
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down
One tequila, third round
Come with me, let me buy you a drink
I’mma tell you how the story goes

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
It took five shots, and we were getting it on
And then four shots, we had nothing on
Three shots, we were out of there
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

[Pre-Verse: Juicy J]
Yessir
Robin Thicke

[Verse 2: Robin Thicke]
So you sayin’ you ain’t from ’round here
I can tell by your accent dear
You got an "ain’t been hurt yet" smile
And an "I don’t give a fuck what you think" style

[Pre-Chorus 2: Robin Thicke]
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down
One tequila, third round
Now you’re giving me eyes
Like you just had Henny for the first time

[Interlude: Robin Thicke]
Hey there baby
I’d be patient
But you leave town tomorrow
Oh no, let me tell you how the story goes

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
It took five shots, and we were getting it on
And then four shots, we had nothing on
Three shots, we were out of there
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

[Bridge: Robin Thicke & Juicy J]
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey)
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey)
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey, hey)
Two tequilas, come on
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long, oh

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
All it took was two shots of tequila
Unless you wanna get it in in a two-seater
She just wanna be single for a night
So I told the bartender, "give her anything she like"
Good girl, work it out
You can touch it from the south
Takin’ shots, no rocks, so you know what she about
Rounds goin’ down, so we order up some more
And the club ’bout to close, so she puttin’ on a show
We’re all stumblin’ out the parking lot
Still goin’ up at the afterspot
It’s your boy, Juicy J
I’m that [?] lover
Got Molly and Becky lickin’ shots off each other

[Pre-Chorus 3: Robin Thicke]
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down
One tequila, third round
But you leave town tomorrow
Oh no, let me tell you how the story goes

[Chorus: Robin Thicke]
It took five shots, and we were getting it on
And then four shots, we had nothing on
Three shots, we were out of there
Two shots, whispering in your ear
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long

[Outro: Robin Thicke & Juicy J]
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey)
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey)
Two tequilas, shoot ’em down (hey, hey)
Two tequilas, come on
I got one shot, one shot to love you all night long, oh