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B.o.B – Vultures (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
I See Savages, I Seen Savages
Battered Children, Shattered Families
Shots Fired Off So Quick So Fast You Would Think It’s On Accident
All Done For The Red For The White and The Blue, Like
Wait Who’s Flag Is This ? (USA)
And I Ask You Was It An Act Of Valor Or a Strange Reality (Huh)
And They Make Us Free Thinkers Feel Like We The Radicals (Huh)
But The World Is A Battlefield
And Right Now We The Establishment (Woo)
When It Comes To War There’s No Real Parameters
American Pie As The Sweet Distraction
From What’s Really Happening

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Verse 2: B.o.B]
See The Plan Is To Eradicate The Planet
Anyone Who Apposes Mysteriously Will Vanish
The Travesties Are Endless
The List Is Gigantic
The Stakes Have Been Raised
Time To Wheel In The Cannons
It’s Propaganda
And All They Gotta Do Is Turn On The Cameras
And They’ll Say Anything To Make It All Look Random (Make It All Look Random)
As They Hide The Keys To Unlock The Answers
Last Time I Check The Double Standard Is Not A Standard At All
And We Fall And We Struggle Just To Get Right Back Up And Then Fall
But We Climb And We Crawl And We Fight ‘Til It’s Off
And We Search Through The Dark
Trynna Make Sense Of These Dolls Just To Figure Out That It’s Flawed

[Chorus: B.o.B]
I Can See The Vultures, Fly Over Me
Watching Me All The Time
With Blood On Their Wings
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer
I Feel ‘Em Getting Closer, Closer

[Outro: B.o.B]
Watching Over Me, Over Me
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me (Contolling Me)x2
Trying To Get a Hand And Control Of Me

B.o.B – Escape (Elements Album)

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
You feel that?
That’s the sound of the kids…
With no fucks to give
With no luck for shit because they didn’t grow up as rich
That’s the sound… That’s the sound
That’s the sound of niggas locked up in pen. Doing a bid with more time then they should give
That’s the sound of a oppressed nation, tired of chasing villains that don’t got no faces
That’s the sound of a nation that got no patience for faux proclamations
Warlocks in churches in sacred location
The sheriff’s a klans man and the judge is a mason
But how do I trust my own country and state that is more loyal to Satan then they are occupation?
The system is rigged if I vote will I change it?
Greed with consumers with no moderation
Blame for a beast I am not sure I created
I’m not sure I’m created, like I’m inside a game I am not sure that I am playing
It’s a whole operation
Whether it’s real or whether they staged it
Shit get so tense when I go out to places if I fuck around and sneeze in the air I can break it
And people feel so violated, you feel what I’m feeling before I can say it
Before I can step in the studio to lay it
I know what my role is I know I ain’t basic
But I guess the truth must hurt, I guess that’s why they are butt-hurt, all the secrets that I unearthed no stone left unturned
To learn to fly you have to jump first
I touched the sky that’s why I’m sunburned
I change a life in only one verse
Welcome to the 7th pinnacle
Somewhere between the metaphysical and hella spiritual
I’ve seen hell and hell is digital as well as visual
Hell is how they did the aboriginals
Hell is when the innocent get murdered and they don’t arrest the criminal
Oh my, oh my, oh my god, oh my god take the steering wheel for I have done something I didn’t intend to do! No interviews!
Pacing in my living room!
B.o.B. what has gotten into you
You wil’n dude you [censored] like you are invincible!
People asking me geese why you still living dude?
Shit I wonder why I’m living too!

[Verse 2: B.o.B.]
Why I’m living too
Why I’m living too
Say whats wrong with me? Shit whats wrong with you?
Cuz’ me I’m feeling good
Me, I’m in my zone I look up in the sky, and I know this can’t be home And I know I ain’t alone
They try to take your homie
They trying to sway the weak, and they try to break the strong. Huh
But I’m not a quitter
God’s child not God’s dinner
On God I’m godzilla
Try to plot, I’ll make the plot thicker Huh
See the middle class got a lot slimmer, and the upper class got a lot richer
They want a revolt
They want you to riot
They want you to try it
They want to provoke us to keep us divided, but the people are no longer quite
They say B.o.B. they are going to take you out if you keep rhyming this way!
Huh, I say fuck it we all going to die anyways

Noah Cyrus – Make Me (Cry) (feat. Labrinth) (Lyric Video)

[Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth & (Both)]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
(‘Cause all you ever do is make me)

[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Gave you up ’bout 21 times
Felt those lips tell me 21 lies (yeah)
You’ll be the death of me
Sage advice
Love, lovin’ you could make Jesus cry

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
When I’m here you’re sayin’ "darlin’
Your kiss is like an antidote"
I’m fightin’ like I’m Ali
But you got me on the ropes

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me…

[Verse 2: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Couldn’t hear the thunder
But I heard your heart race
Couldn’t see the rain
We’re too busy makin’ hurricanes (yeah)
Love ain’t easy when it ain’t my way
But it gets hard, when you ain’t here makin’ me crazy

[Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Baby, say the word, darlin’
You know just how to hold the sucker down
So I see you in the morning
I can’t watch you walk out

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me

[Post-Chorus: Labrinth]
Cry
Cry
Cry

[Bridge: Noah Cyrus & Labrinth]
Hear the thunder
See the rain
Yeah
Keep on makin’ me cry
Yeah
Hey, hey yeah
Keep makin’ me scream and holler
Keep on makin’ me cry
You don’t know what you do to me
Hey, hey yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Both]
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me

Cheat Codes – Queen Elizabeth (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Elizabeth
Elizabeth, she’s the girl next door
But she’s a little bit
Yeah, to me, she’s a little bit more
When I’m with her, then I feel like a king
Yes, I feel like a king
To be in her grace, I would do anything
I would do anything

[Pre-Chorus]
I would go down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Verse 2]
Elizabeth
I am here at your begging call
And in a little bit, I’ll have you climbing the castle walls
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Can’t keep me away, keep me away
I’ll be you knight any time of the day
Any time of the day

[Pre-Chorus]
I will go down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my knees
Down on my knees, down on my knees, down on my

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Bridge]
I’ll give you the world with diamonds and pearls
No other girl I want to hold on to
I confess I’d like to undress and make a princess
A prince if you want to
Lay with me, we can rule the world together
You’re royalty in my eyes

[Chorus]
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with
My Queen Elizabeth
Give it up, give it up, give it up just a little bit
Oh, Queen Elizabeth
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

[Outro]
You’re the one that I wanna be with now
You’re the one that I wanna be with now

M.O. – Drum

When I’m up in the morning
When I’m up at dawn
I miss you
When I’m up in the morning
When I’m up at dawn
I miss… all yours

Have no cares in the world, have no fears, have no money, ah
Live the life like we’re rich, super rich, and the honey, ah (hey…!)
What we had, was it good, I will always remember, ah!
And now we’re changing direction, I’ll never forget ya (hey…!)

I, I wanna elevate
Wanna drive into the night
You always going left
And I’m always going right
We, we gotta take a break
And I promise it’s alright

It’s your life
And it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your…

If you know me then I’m here if you want it, ah (hey)
Got my phone when you’re low, got the pain in your stumach, ah (hey)
Cause what we had, was it good, I will always remember, ah (hey)
And now we’re changing direction, I’ll never forget ya
Hella, hella, hella, hey

I, I wanna elevate
Wanna drive into the night
You always going left
And I’m always going right
We, we gotta take a break
And I promise it’s alright

It’s your life
And it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your…

Hella, hella, hella, hey
No I don’t know what the fuck I really wanna nowhere (hey)
Hella, hella, hella, hey
Like anyone knew real stuff that I’m gonna ey ey (hey), gonna ey ey
Hella, hella, hella, hey
Let my hair flow hat I like is the summer, yeah, yeah
It’s gonna be alright, be alright

It’s your life, it’s all yours
Dance to the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your drum (hey)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your drum
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your heart (To the beat of your heart)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your drum (To the beat of your drum)
To the beat of your heart
To the beat of your heart

(To the beat of your drum)

Yo Gotti – Ooouuu (Remix)

[Intro]
They just called a nigga out of retirement
I’m a product of my environment
All I heard was gunshots and sirens
All I heard was gunshots and sirens
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu

[Verse 1]
Fresh up off a tour, I’m in grind mode
Walk in new Chanels, where you find those?
And I can count a million with my eyes closed
And quit postin that bitch nigga to my hoes
Niggas own they jewelry and they lease it
Niggas getting too high, they out here tweaking
And I still get head from a chubby chick
And every now and then I hit an ugly bitch

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu
I just keep this shit real, uh
And I still get head from a chubby chick
And every now and then I hit an ugly bitch

[Verse 2]
Spent 250 out in Paris
That’s your bitch? I hope you don’t get married
Don’t ask me but I know why
We just flew your bitch out to Dubai
Not just me but the squad though
On the real, your bitch be going hard though, Ooouuu
Young millionaires, that’s the squad goes
And we ain’t into rumors or who start those, Ooouuu
And yo Youngsta, where them choppers at?
Since everybody beefing on the internet
We gon’ go shoot up the Apple store
So we don’t gotta see the beef no more, Ooouuu
We just got a seven, that’s a chopper
I got a number of killers on the roster
I got a number of dealers in the family
And I’ma catch a body ‘fore a Grammy

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu
Faker, faker, faker
I got a number of dealers in the family
And I’ma catch a body ‘fore a Grammy

[Verse 3]
He be on his cycle, he a ho for real
He just out here rapping, touched no dope for real
Why would I beef with one of you locals, I got global skills
The ones that listen to me don’t even know you steal
I’m from the trap but I be with Ye and Jay now
I might drop my album any day now
Feds might come and get me any day now
But I’m prepared mentally to go and lay it down, Ooouuu
I’m a hater cause I hate these rappers
Faker than a gold candy wrapper
But you be rapping, no I don’t yo
I just talk for niggas in the ghetto
100,000 in my school house
Niggas had it rough, I had a smooth draft
And every time they dropped, I broke the shoes out
I ain’t doing no more joints, I brought the Loubs out

[Hook]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, aye

[Verse 4]
I went platinum with no features
Whole team mean it ain’t no leaches
And you ain’t in the game, you in the bleachers
You cheering for a nigga, where your pom-poms?
LA Reid gave me that check and I went dumb-dumb
Went and signed a lot of gangsters where I’m from-from
Oh, I got these haters sick, where your Tum-Tums
If he ain’t talking money, he ain’t saying nothing

[Outro]
Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu, Ooouuu
Beep, beep, beep, beep
I am

Tory Lanez – Dope Man Go (In Canada) (Live)

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

[Verse]
Bought the Wraith I said fuck the Ghost
Flew a brand new bitch across the coast
She from Mexico right off the blow
She not just the bitch [?]
Dirty and I’m servin’ up the bando
I got all the bitches and that my bitches can’t know
Money in my [?]
I just met another bad [?]
I’m in Givenchy baby, movin’ the digits baby
My baby is cookin’ and flippin’, she doin’ the dishes baby
Mac 11 like I’m Michael [?], nigga doin’ the digits baby
Two in extensions baby, we doin’ the digits baby
Bustin’ out the lows
I got all the bad bitches fuckin’ wit my bros
I dropped outta school couldn’t pass the SATs
Now I got two bad bitches passin’ me the weed
I just shot [?] from eleventh grade, bustin’ low
I just lost bets went told them niggas I don’t know
Now the CEO, I’m thanking God I’m out the program
Someone please find me the dope man

[Bridge]
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
Do you know the dope man? I need some more
I must’ve forgot that I’m the plug
I’m the dope man, I’m the boy
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go
Dope man, dope man, dope
Dope man, dope man, go

[Hook]
I’m in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby
All in Givenchy baby, bustin’ the nut and I got it in four bitches baby
Pull up and stand up we got a Givenchy baby
And all of my niggas is all in Givenchy baby

Tee Grizzley – First Day Out

[Hook:]
These niggas prayed on my downfall
These niggas prayed on my downfall
On all ten bitch I stood tall
Show these disloyal niggas how to ball

[Verse 1:]
Go get the thermometer for the pot, I need this shit cooked right
Lets keep this water four hundred degrees Fahrenheit
You ever been inside a federal court room?
Nigga you ever went to trial and fought for yo life?
Being broke did something to my spirit
I asked niggas to plug me that acted like they couldn’t hear me
Look at me now driving German engineering
You don’t want yo baby mama fucked, keep the hoe from near me
Kilroy remember I used to use yo L’s to hit the road and hit the O and make them big boy sells?
Moo remember when you had them green things mailed, with vacuum seals, trying not to have them green things smelled
Feds was on me, what you know about related through money
I don’t know nothing, I just used to see ’em walk to the coney
I fuck with bitches my body count go from Pershing to Cody
Any further questions, you can take that up with the lawyer
My nigga Fenkell J Money, Brightmo Lo, Project Joe
A tell you everyday before school I sold a half bowl
How you think I won best dressed with no support?
And had them paid lawyers coming in and out of court
Aye Won though, aye Theo ain’t it a blessing
We made it out Kentucky, after all that happen
After the pre-trials, after the status
After them impact statements, after the castle
Aye JR nigga ain’t it a blessing
We made it out of Lansing after all that happen
After Michigan State, after Hubbard when our mans told on us, them bands they took from us

[Verse 2:]
Joy road bitch but the money long as six mile
Brick mile, knock yo bitch down, pick her up knock her back down
Pull her tracks out, yes I slap girl, yes I slap dog, yes I slap loud
Yes I’ll slap a pussy nigga if he act out
Yes I caught cases on that road with them killers
Bro would kill me if I snitch, so if you snitch I’m gone kill you
Spent a lot of time on that yard with them gorillas
Stood tall, did I let niggas hoe me, quit being silly
I know for a fact yo bitch pussy get wet for a nigga
Cause I do it better, plus I’m doing better than niggas
I’m at home when I’m down there in Lexington nigga
Bout the king they gone drop you and who next to you nigga
Unc said Lil T get ahead of them niggas
When you take off don’t look back and try to rescue them niggas
Kill his mans to make sure you get the rest of them niggas
Don’t let them get the best of you, just go get the revenue nigga
So let me know what you can handle
OK come grab it. Here go some extras, so if im busy you can manage
Fiends happy, bling dancing, eating $60 salad
Get it there and back, tell the Feds I need a challenge
My first offer was 30 years, not a day lower
I told them crackers holla at me when they sober
On parole, I’m a felon you think I ain’t got that blower?
Yeah you right bro take his head off his fucking shoulders (boom x3)
You hear me? Hit the roley store with the roley on
What was our get away car a Jag Portfolio (You hear me)
Aye I heard I had some sneakdissers
Whoever feeling hot that AR got a heat sensor
Cuz said don’t entertain them hungry niggas
I wish I would pay attention to these homeless niggas
Don’t call my phone, I don’t want to do no song with niggas
And tell yo bitch to tighten up before I bone her, nigga
I don’t know you niggas, fuck wrong with niggas?
Through these white buffs, I can see the hoe in niggas
Free my nigga Perico that boy be hoeing niggas
Shoot the smile off yo face I don’t joke with niggas
Boy I cain’t trust you with that strap if you don’t got no bodies
Boy I cain’t take you on no lick if you ain’t robbed nobody
You ain’t no shooter, you can’t do that shit without no molly
I came home and had the hoes wetter than Kalahari
Thirty months ago niggas ain’t think I was coming home
Shout out to them niggas freaks that I been cumming on
Get em to the crib, bust em down now bitch run along
This SK a get to shaking like its something wrong
30 bands 2 times watch this money clone
The Feds say my name hot like when the oven on
Bitch I came home to my lil brother gone
Niggas say they looking for me pull up in the Skuddy zone
Who said I’m a snitch? You just heard a lie from him
Better check the black and white that paperwork will vouch for him
Zero toleration for that nigga take his life from him
He don’t want that pistol play? OK I’ll Tyson him
I ain’t hear from bitches when I had them blues on
So soon as I’m done fucking put yo shoes on
I’m on parole in two states, I cain’t move wrong
The Feds trying to build a case, I cain’t move wrong
I went to trial back to back, bitch I’m 2 and 0
The state of Kentucky banned me from every Jewelry store
Say I cain’t even be in public with my hoodie on
Michigan State don’t want him here, they don’t know what he on

[Outro:]
I know they prayed on my downfall
I know they prayed on my downfall
On all ten bitch I stood tall
(All ten toes nigga)
Show these disloyal niggas how to ball
(Ahh)

Rapsody – Crown

[Verse 1]
Hey, hey you there
Where’s your crown?
You didn’t leave the house without your crown did you?
Just as sure as the earth is round we bounce back up when they throw us down
So don’t forget your crown
And hold your head high, like you caught a glimpse of God through the clouds and you stuck in awe
Don’t worry we got y’all
Mind and body, body and mind, tell ’em homies
The world is bigger than your street and mine and that colour and this
And every shade of our skin is rich
Knowing your future depends on our involvement
So, block boys, block boys, it’s in our hands more than Parliament
The gun can kill or the gun can save, rather congratulate a stage than carry him to a grave
That’s responsibility, my brother’s keeper, my sister’s big sister
Life full of limits we just gotta add a little sugar to, to those sweet dreams
You can be anything, go further than me, be better than him, climb higher than her
And never ever let em knock your crown, that’s my word
All hands on deck
Making queens and kings of all cards we delt
Jam, Roc Nation
Let’s go

[Beat Change]

[Verse 2]
I lied to momma one time when I was eleven
Riding in the car she told me "Summer won’t forget it
Truth ‘gon chase the light no matter what night that you set it"
It make me feel so low she peeled my feelings back like lettuce
With no salad told me save all of the carriage for the ballads
Now I’m dropping jewels as if we gave up on the marriage
I know it’s hard to handle we ain’t came here in no carriage
The hood is for the rain and where they throw us is the barracks
Where we learn to master beats without a panther or a ferret
It came out in the ’80s same as me I was a baby
And what I learned ’bout life is: Lord is sure is not the fairest
If your skin ain’t as fair as all the Beckys, Tiffanys, and Sarahs
Black don’t crack, Obama ain’t flinch
I sat inside The White House having conversations
How boys turn to men if we show ’em more than the rims
If they jumping high for the rims, ain’t a goal that we cannot win
I’m setting peaks for you and them I hope you roll off
Million black graduates, woo! Just go and show off
Reaching out to everyone from the top of the block y’all
Eliminate pitchers we grew up with, what’s the curve ball?
I made something out of nothing, better out of worse
Take care of your own I know I gotta do that first
I know there’s power in my time I know there’s power in a verse
Tell a kid good job and tell him go hard on the work
You know the world you grew up in is very small compared to Earth
It’s the worst they lied and told you your limits on the future
Y’all can brush it off though, came back around and groom ya
Me, Alicia, Talib, Busta, everyone and you ya, agh!
If life ain’t a ruse, rule whatever you dream you can do, do
They tell me I’m a king!
They tell me I’m a queen!
If life ain’t a ruse, rule whatever you dream you can do, do
They tell me I’m a king!
They tell me I’m a queen!

Jimmy Wopo – Back Door (feat. Sonny Digital)

[Verse 1: Jimmy Wopo]
Skinny nigga, but I play with them choppers nigga
What’s the haps? What’s popping nigga?
You gonna meet your match, keep talking nigga
You gonna meet that MAC, we’re talking with ya
We gonna bust these bullets ’till your body give up
Try me in the mall I pull a hottie nigga
First let me hop up out that Rari, Illuminati
Money baby she massaging my Versace
Nigga, extra antes feed the family
XD 40 come in handy
Popping Xannys, smoking granny
Bitch we trapping out the bandy
Cruising, blew one out the van he hit a nigga Karlos Dansby
Cleaned the block up yesterday, we back today
Any left over niggas getting thrown away
Woke up on that money drinking Hennessy
Aye ay, plus I popped a perc, but you gon’ learn today
Popped the carbon, let that bitch do karate
Popped a band, now them hundreds sitting sloppy
Popped your mans, let you identify the body
Ooh, bitch I think I’m John Gotti

[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
You ain’t getting money, you ain’t making noise
Pull up on them big wheels like some little boys
Grown men but we play with toys
I’m that problem that you should avoid
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a back door
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a front door

[Verse 2: Sonny Digital]
We let the money through the front door
Ay, then let them bitches out the back door
Ay, when you keep that shit a hundred nigga
Aye, you ain’t never gotta act broke
Ay, let go
Blue hundreds, I keep it on me nigga
Ay, you know, not to run up on me nigga
Ay, you know, I keep it by me nigga
Stop the violence, keep the peace, but please don’t try me nigga
Ay, lord save ’em lord save ’em
Ay, why they acting like they love ’em but they hate ’em
Ay, I see you stealing all the sauce that we created
Ay, I don’t deal the cards, my nigga I just play ’em
Hey!

[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
You ain’t getting money, you ain’t making noise
Pull up on them big wheels like some little boys
Grown men but we play with toys
I’m that problem that you should avoid
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a back door
What happened to that boy?
What happened to that boy? Heard it was a front door

Freddie Gibbs – All Day

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Cause I’m repping you all day
(La musica de Harry Fraud)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Slammin’, kush and pills help me pass out
Nigga hit my line for a stain, bought a half ounce
The homie’s low, want some change, pull that mask out
Gonna hit this stick for these things in the stash house
Was some young niggas, some dumb niggas
Stuff a gram of killa in the swisher, I puff it with ya
This is way before the syrup sipping, just hard liquor
Underprivileged niggas hard bitches
Heavy sinning, pray God be with us
(?) and I’m too dirty for church
But I catch that bullet then I found out it’s too late to convert
Sometimes I wish I could shift gears and throw my life in reverse
But I live this shit with no regrets, I thug it out till the dirt

[Hook]
Gotta get the 20s, 50s, 100s
Used to ride them hoopties, now I’m in the Benzes, Beamers, stunting
Really from the roaches to that Rolex, it’s nothing
That brand new drop top for my nigga homecoming, yeah
Cause I’m repping ya all day, yeah
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind the hard way, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
Yeah, they all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

[Verse 2]
Yeah, brought my nigga home, threw him a sack
A few months later them detectives was taking him back
Known to fuck it up, violating probation
Them people got you by the nuts when you stuck on the paper
Money for your lawyer and your bail G
Used to run through bitches with my niggas in hotel suites
Now it seems the only place we dress up is the court room
Feeling like I’m lying when I tell you, you’ll be home soon
Really should be sitting witcha
But you kept it solid, didn’t wanna put them problems on your nigga
If I was a snitch, couldn’t ever look myself up in the mirror
That’s what he told me then he showed me
Taking two clips together then rip it, flip it, reload it

[Hook]
Gotta get the 20s, 50s, 100s
Used to ride them hoopties, now I’m in the Benzes, Beamers, stunting
Really from the roaches to that Rolex, it’s nothing
That brand new drop top for my nigga homecoming, yeah
Cause I’m repping ya all day, yeah
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
Yeah, they all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

[Outro]
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day
They all shined now we shine cause we grind
Now we grind all day, yeah
Dropping cash on the line for my niggas doing time like all day

Troy Ave – Chuck Norris

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 1]
I’m out here just to flourish
Kicking that shit like Chuck Norris
Saint Laurent, stand firm though
Close your motherfucking mouth, you can learn hoe
Real ones know to be quiet
I’m getting money, you should try it
Eating off a digi-scale, fish diet
I don’t do drugs, let the bitches try it
She get high on the fucking low
She get by so I fuck ’em both
Now they kissing in the strip club
A few dollars make ’em do the most

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 2]
Fake niggas stop acting like you know me
We ain’t cool, we ain’t friends, we ain’t homies
Yousa Kit Kat, gimme a break
I’m head to toe in Versace but don’t fuck with snakes
Medusa, all this Medusa
I’m a pretty fly nigga that’ll shoot ya
Catch a bitch eyeing niggas, then manuver
Getting head in the Benz, it’s a Supra

[Hook]
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

[Verse 3]
In the streets with the top off
Giving niggas every chance just to pop off
They frauds, they knock offs
They a Charmin, they are Scott soft
Tissue, what’s really the issue?
Unofficial niggas always hate on the official
I ain’t that kind when I blow it, ain’t a whistle
I am that kind that stand over you with pistols
It is what it is and I feel no remorse
Been married to the game and we still ain’t divorced
Harry with the cane, got the powder, get the cost
Doing Business, doing fitness, so I floss, of course

[Hook]
You the type of low I ain’t feeling
The type that don’t take care of they children
I never, ever let a nigga play me
If you get caught, don’t say me
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you
I fucks with the hoes and the gangsters
I’m up with the dough yelling thank you

Britney Spears – Slumber Party (feat. Tinashe)

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

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

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

Let’s fill up this clawfoot bath with bubbles

Loving me so hard it’s causing trouble
If there’s seven minutes in heaven make it double, triple
Like a slumber party

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

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

Like a slumber party
No, n-no, no, you and I, I, I
We ain’t gonna sleep tonight
Like a slumber party

Cause we got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos (oh, videos)
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party
We got them candles hanging
Hanging from the ceiling low
We use our bodies to make our own videos
Put on our music that makes us go fucking crazy, oh
(Go crazy, yeah) Go crazy, oh
Like a slumber party (a slumber party)
Like a slumber party (I go crazy for you)

(Like a slumber party…)

Highly Suspect – Wolf

You think you know me
I wish I did too
’cause everything’s changing
And I am changing too

It’s not a question
This shit is real
And it’s hard to look back
But it’s harder to move on
Funny, it’s a good time
For a timeless song

I gave you my heart
Gave you my soul
Yeah, but baby, I was born to rock and now I gotta roll
I’m moving on, yeah I gotta let go
Yeah, ’cause baby, I was born to rock and now I gotta roll

No one pretends the way I do
It’s so hard to hear the truth
You’ve got your reasons, so do I
I like to dream, ’cause dreams don’t lie

I’ll play along, like nothing’s wrong
Baby I love you, But the moon is blue

Do you remember, we were young?
Imagination filled our lungs
Wolf, don’t make a helpless move
You see me and I see you

So play along, like nothing’s wrong
Baby I love you, But the moon is blue

Let’s play along
Oh, until I’m gone
Is it in my head?
Sometimes I wish that I was

Flatbush Zombies – Aries (feat. Deadcuts)

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 1: Zombie Juice]
It’s like we stuck in a prison
Suffering from lack of wisdom
Suffering from lack of substance
The systems lacking some ism
Since it’s killing the misery
Hope my children remember me
Since I sing songs of symphony
Somethings just gotten into me
Message don’t kill the messenger
Message travel through seven seas
Ghetto passion is classic, been getting lashes for centuries
Aided by mostly separated by color deficiency
Free to you free the shackles my mental strain from my ancestry

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 2: Meechy Darko]
Emancipation, castration, mass-hating, white washing
Black shaving patience, that I’m demonstrating, ugh
Segregation, separation, take my people, chain my people, ship them out, build a nation, picket lines, demonstration
Kill switch, detonation, this takes dedication
Guess that NBA our reparation governmental medication
The reverse of levitation, they put fluoride in our water
Guess they trying to kill our babies
Hearts racing, cops and robbers car chasing

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains they weave

[Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliot]
Whatever your purpose is
Hone in and hold your kids
All of this is distractions and nobody notice it
Feeble for knowledge we still in chains
Power tripping for digits we growing it every day
Fighting for freakom ? service with student aid
Can’t afford to be sitting order pills to get paid
Taught to follow the system that institution be prison
These coppers turn me to zombie
I’m walking dead while I’m living

[Hook]
I feel so tired of the lights
Fill the tank with gasoline
One match to burn these chains with ease

[Outro: Erick Arc Elliot]
Break the chain, break the chain
Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man
Break the chain, break the chain
How police war with no recourse and you on your way
Break the chain, break the chain
Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear
Break the chain, break the chain
Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here
Break the chain, break the chain
Why the violence is killing our kids and our brother man
Break the chain, break the chain
How police war with no recourse and you on your way
Break the chain, break the chain
Still identify with those who’s have nothing still live in fear
Break the chain, break the chain
Been distracted by the glamor but don’t question why we even here

Nelly Furtado – Pipe Dreams

[Chorus]
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna live with you through everything
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna life in a kaleidoscope
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
Will I be the one to spin the wheel?

[Verse 1]
I know that we can only give
When we have hope
I don’t wanna live
Without any goals
Can’t protect me from nothing
Can’t save me from the truth
You can’t even save me from
You

[Chorus]
Don’t sell me no pipe dreams
I wanna feel the good and vile in everything
In many hearts, in many hearts

[Verse 2]
I know that we can only give
When we got a little hope
But I don’t like the burden
Of living with these goals
Yes I will hold my head high
When I walk in your parade
But I will always check my gates
I will always wash my gate

[Bridge]
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
If I can’t really know you would rather walk on
Walk on, walk on

Joe Budden – I Wanna Know (feat. Stacy Barthe)

[Intro: Joe Budden]
How’s everybody feeling out there? We good? Let’s talk to the sample right quick. I always pictured we’d be. It go like this. Listen

[Verse 1: Joe Budden]
Let me tell you how I pictured this
A few houses, a couple businesses
Striving for greatness, we would be each other’s witnesses
And during beef, we both would put aside our differences
Where I ain’t flinch a bit making you insignificant
Maybe kids and shit, perfect arithmetic
Meaning we could build our own world and co-exist in it
She a synergy, sharing energy
Let our souls mate in the air if you remember me
Now here’s what I did with it
Went out my way to fuck these stripper chicks
Lost good girls making them mistresses
Just savages, missed marriages
They all was my babies, I needed those miscarriages
My worthless self when Joe felt hurt
I went out and targeted women who had no self worth
I relate to praying nightly feeling no spell work
When you can do it, but a stranger gotta go help first
I called moms on the phone, here’s what I told her real quick
I said my 20s flew by with no control of the shit
Her next sentence swear that I’ll forever hold with a grip
She said it go by even faster as the older you get
I wanna never dumb down, I’d have to lower my wit
Ain’t gotta post this on the Gram for you to know what it is
A partner to trust, I’m thinking even bigger for us
Mom should’ve told me this when we had shit to discuss
Now neither one of us is how we figured we’d be
Sometimes the thought of what if still lives here with me
I always pictured we’d be

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
Nah’mean? That’s how I see it in my head though. Ain’t quite pan out like that. Word up. Let me tell you about some more of God’s work though

[Hook: Stacy Barthe]
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know

[Interlude: Joe Budden]
Nah, I like it just like that, Parks, let it run
Lemme go right here, right here, right here
Look, Look

[Verse 2: Joe Budden]
A love that’s tideful, never prideful
If you’re truly better without me how can I spite you?
As I yearn for the greatest love I ever had
Pardon me, kid, I’m still learning how to be a dad
We be in spots you shouldn’t be in ’till you grown
I was absent so long I’m just not leaving you home
So nah, too much to learn, too much world out there
Let me teach you about these hoes, too many girls out there
I respect your mom’s tutelage
But that’s my weird and my brain, what’s she gon’ do with this?
Watch and learn, foolish kid
Eyes light up with surprise, you’re just like I am
I think that you’re enjoying this ride just like I am
Look, same pedigree, theoretically
Cut from a cloth that was gone, that’s just genetically
One job in life to make you a much better me
Greater feeling than I imagine this shit would ever be
You be feeling strong when you diss me in songs
I did the same my whole career, would never tell you it’s wrong
Whatever works out, whatever the price, get that embedded
Even if at my expense, I’ll pay it, you take the credit
Had a power struggle when I thought your mom abused it
My hands were in bondage, useless
Beyond the excuses, calm through it
It’s crazy, our bond music
And we do it beautifully for our beautiful conduit
So right now I stand in a place I never stood before
Finally filled the void in my life, I wasn’t good before
Fucking with these hoes, that energy I was putting forth
God, this was more like the fucking love I was looking for
Now it’s better than we pictured it’d be
And the supervised visits, we’ll never have to relive it
Little nigga we’ll be

[Interlude]
This is greater than us. Greater than me. Greater than anything I could ever imagine, man. I ain’t talking to everbody. Trey, what up though? What up? What up?

[Hook: Stacy Barthe]
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know
I wanna know what this life’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know, ah
I wanna know what this love’s supposed to be like
I wanna know, wanna know

Rich The Kid – Blessings

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

[Verse 1]
Thankin’ God for the breakfast
Pockets stuffed I got extras
Your own friends they’ll hate you
Play a bitch like a Sega
Gotta thank God for the dinner
Neck on froze like the winter
Broke niggas still runnin’ they mouth
Back then used to brick in the house
Look what these bitches a do
Niggas hatin’ on me too
Know they see me in the coupe
You better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Bet she gon’ call on me
These bitches is all on me
Can’t forget about the struggle
In the streets gotta get it ya hustle
Walkin’ red bottoms flexin’ the muscle
Yeah I gotta get it regardless
Red bag bih run like a Harley
In kitchen I’mma whip it the hardest
Bring it back to the trap where it started

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

[Verse 2]
I was jugging in a Lexus
Bitches switch up in a second
I pull up in a i8, she blowin’ up my i7
Yeah my red bottoms drippin’ the wrong way
Thank God for a new day
Goyard on the suitcase
I’m in her mouth like toothpaste
Workin’ hard and I’m flexin’
Big diamonds on my necklace
Ya boyfriend he drivin’ a Lexus
I stack the money like Tetris
Fuck her one time and its over shit
She (?) I’m sober
She thick so I’m bendin’ it over
Yea, I like to trap with the percocets
Get it out the dirt
You can make it but you gotta work
Puttin’ money in my grandma purse
She pray for me sunday at church
Say a prayer shoutout to my haters
Workin’ hard I got new paper
My hoes be comin’ in flavors
I told that bitch I’mma a playa

[Hook]
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
I had to learn a lesson
Lose it all in a second
I made it here that’s the blessing
Get the money not stressin’
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings
You better count yo’ blessings, you better count yo’ blessings

E-40 – Savage (feat. B-Legit & Jazze Pha)

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 1: E-40]
I was born with a rusty spoon
Now I’m a tycoon
I’ve been drinkin’ all afternoon
Ain’t finna stop, no time soon
Bad bitches matter
She want me to scoop her up like a spatula
She wanna get attached like an adapter
She think I’m a trash compactor, she want me to smash her
I’m a savage about my cabbage
All my life I been mannish
Establish practice what you preach
A barbarian, I’m a beast
Know how to manuever in these streets
How to wiggle, get to the Gouda
Straight shooter
I’m super solid from the rooter to the tooter
Cali-foo-ya’ll do ya
Don’t let the palm trees fool you
They play with street instruments
And they’ll bring the noise like a tuba
Pushin’ [?], travel the planet
Hard made the granite
Tax a bitch like a W9
Bitch I’m a savage

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 2: Jazze Pha]
Y’all motherfuckers really need to hol’ up
Fins out, got the world like controlla
Open my pockets, they swole up
Everywhere we go motherfuckers know us
Bitch you don’t know nobody like me
I know your boyfriend wanna fight me
But you droppin’ that ass on my IG
In the club, makin’ movie like Spike Lee
Pull out with a [?]
Nigga lookin’ like, "Who did it?"
At the telly with the door closed
From the back like, "Who’s is it?"

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage

[Verse 3: B-Legit]
If I’ma do it, I’ma run through it by tonight
Yellow bitch super thick in that all white
Ass so fat, need a lap dance
Maybe later on I’ma give her pipe
I’m the type to get it in the ladies room
Bathroom stall by the toilet paper
And she can make it to the green room
It’s goin’ down in the elevator
Trust me, touch me, she fuck with B-Le
Work the day shift, she tuck my heater
Savage ’bout mine, we smoke the ether
Put her in a Uber, I don’t trust her either
Pull up in a drop with a rocket on
B-Lit smokin’ jello outta loud bag
If she ever out of pocket homie
They ain’t just somethin’ you can pimp past

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, drop the baggage
‘Cause I’m a savage
Pulled up in the drop with a bad bitch
Actin’ like a nigga never had shit
Pocket full of cash bitch, I’m rich
‘Cause I’m a savage
Treat a bad bitch like she average
All up in her face with a bad bitch
See a new chick, try to bag it
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage
‘Cause I’m a savage

Wisin – Vacaciones

Me pareció ver una linda gatita (jajaja)
¡Doblete!
Uhhhh

Me desperté
En la sala de una casa ajena (¡O’neill!)
Y tropecé
Con dos tacones y cuatro botellas (party, party, party)
Voy recordando
La cosa si que estuvo buena
Y me encontré
En eso fue con un par de morenas

Pa’ que seguir trabajando
Yo sigo celebrando
Así la vida se vive mejor
Anoche fue una locura
Mañana es otra aventura
Quizás pasado me olvide de hoy

Pa’ que seguir trabajando
Yo sigo celebrando
Así la vida se vive mejor
Anoche fue una locura
Mañana es otra aventura
Quizás pasado me olvide de hoy

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo me gustan mis amigos
Y un traguito de cerveza

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo quiero que me avisen
Si esta noche hay una fiesta

Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando
Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando

Me levanté de la cama y la rumba me llama
Veinticuatro siete en busca de una dama
Se me olvida la fama
Que trago se derrama
Y sigo guayando y bailando hasta que los pies se me inflaman

Yo se que tu quieres
Yo también quiero
No pongo, pero quiero ser el primero
Si me pides un beso, lo exagero
Tu sabes el vaquero
El que anda con la cubana y el sombrero

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo me gustan mis amigos
Y un traguito de cerveza

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo quiero que me avisen
Si esta noche hay una fiesta

Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando
Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando (¡prendelo, prendelo!)

Rumba, vacilón y tequila
Mi combo no hace filas
Baby y usted anda conmigo, así que tranquila
A mi me fascina como conmigo vacilas
Me mata tu cuerpo
Y como completarte de pilas (¡prende!)

Esto es una fiesta latina
To’ el mundo pa’ la piscina
Dile a tus amigas que esto nunca termina
Vamonos pa’ la esquina
Mami te ves divina
Me fascina
Baby Enséñame la rutina

Pa’ que seguir trabajando
Yo sigo celebrando
Así la vida se vive mejor
Anoche fue una locura
Mañana es otra aventura
Quizás pasado me olvide de hoy

Pa’ que seguir trabajando
Yo sigo celebrando
Así la vida se vive mejor
Anoche fue una locura
Mañana es otra aventura
Quizás pasado me olvide de hoy

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo me gustan mis amigos
Y un traguito de cerveza

Yo no necesito vacaciones
Ni dolores de cabeza
Sólo quiero que me avisen
Si esta noche hay una fiesta

Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando
Lero lero lai, sudando
Lero lero lai, guayando
Lero lero lai, perreando
Lero lero lai, vacilando oh

TYuS – Stay

[Intro]
I’ll call you baby when I’m lonely
I’ll call you when you’re down and out, down and out

[Verse 1]
Stressed out, usually wonder how I’m living
Girl I know it’s been a minute
Said we got unfinished business
Girl I’m here for you
We’ve been foolin’ around since high school
Now you coming around with new dudes
But they can’t do you just like I do, no, no, no, no
I’m the same, I’m the same, I’m the same
Got a little frame (?) that’s what you say
Run away, run away, run away
Riding with the top down ’cause I’m high now

[Hook]
Stay, girl whenever you
Whenever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever
Shorty shorty come and lay down
Ain’t got shit to say now
Give it to you when you want it
Girl I’ll give it to you when you want it
How you want it

[Verse 2]
All the good times I remember
I ain’t stunting, girl I miss you
Anticipating to get with you
Now I’m with you
I’ve been dating in the condo
Even got a chance to meet your mama
Your papa always has some drama, no, no, no
But I believed in you, ‘lieved in you, ‘lieved in you
No matter what they say
Lets try again and put our trust on the line
One more time, don’t go away, go away, go away
Listen to me girl, just stay

[Hook]
Stay, girl whenever you
Whenever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever
Shorty shorty come and lay down
Ain’t got shit to say now
Give it to you when you want it
Girl I’ll give it to you when you want it
How you want it

[Bridge]
This time I won’t let go
This time I know for sure
Never let you down, no, no
Never let you down, no, no, no
This time I won’t let go
This time I know for sure
Never let you down, no, no
Never let you down, no, no, no
This time I won’t let go
This time I know for sure
Never let you down, no, no
Never let you down, no, no, no
This time I won’t let go
This time I know for sure
Never let you down, no, no
Never let you down, let you down

[Hook]
Stay, girl whenever you
Whenever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever, it’s whatever
Shorty shorty come and lay down
Ain’t got shit to say now
Give it to you when you want it
Girl I’ll give it to you when you want it
How you want it

The Skins – Bury Me (feat. D.R.A.M.)

[Verse 1]
There’s no light when you love me
But I still let you love me
Carelessly leave me hungry
But I still let you run me
But I love how you hurt me
You twist me and turn me
Set fire and burn me out
Foolishly let you break me down
I need saving now

[Pre-Chorus]
And you hit me with your love
(And my walls came crashing, my walls came crashing)
You hit me with you love
(And i feel so broken, I keep on choking)
You hit me with your love
(And my walls came crashing, my walls came crashing)
You hit me with your love
(Take me down)

[Chorus]
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)

[Verse 2: D.R.A.M.]
Well if you want me to dig your grave then baby grab my shovel
All the temptation leads to live making, you gon’ get yourself into trouble
And if you think I do you so bad, why do you do me so good?
I’m so hypnotized when we intertwine but let’s get this here understood
I wish you life
Even though every time you let me hit it
I’ma kill it, yeah
I wish you life
Used to grabbing all my shovels so you still want me to dig in
I guess because I don’t got time to love you like all of the rest
You got me begging you lay you to rest
It’s like you literally love me to death

[Pre-Chorus]
And you hit me with your love
(And my walls came crashing, my walls came crashing)
You hit me with you love
(And i feel so broken, I keep on choking)
You hit me with your love
(And my walls came crashing, my walls came crashing)
You hit me with your love
(Take me down)

[Chorus]
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)

[Bridge]
Only losers love and only lovers lose
Baby I wish you knew that we could break the rules
Only losers love and only lovers lose, babe
I thought you were the one who loved to break the rules

[Chorus]
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)
Bury Me
(In yo yo yo , yo yo yo love)

Gucci Mane & Future – RR Trucks (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

LaFlare
And Pluto

[Intro: Future]
I looked the devil in his eyes like the Reaper
We start finessin’, now we glidin’ on ’em
I got a bag and cancelled my last ho
Got on 200, sit on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m Gucci Mane, La Flare and to diss me is risky
Future pourin’ lean like it’s motherfuckin’ whisky
I’m the type of rich, they know I’m strapped but don’t frisk me
It’s 2016 I’m on my sixteenth Bentley
When I get a chance to vote, I’m votin’ for Monica Lewinsky
‘Cause I’ma paint her face like Leonardo DaVinci
Ain’t nothin’ special ’bout you baby I ain’t finna miss you
Let the next nigga hit you, bitch I can’t do nothin’ with you
I’m the God of the trap so every verse is like a scripture
I’m picture perfect pay-per-view you still don’t get the picture
I just want the cash, don’t need the gas, not even a drop of liquor
I forgot your name, forgot your face, but won’t forget to tip ya

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Verse 2: Future]
Used to run from the Task ’cause I had the glass on me
Nigga talkin’ all bad ’cause I got this stash on me
I’ma pour out this lean like Ace of Spade, it’s on me
Used to sip out the Texas, lightin’ up, I’m on fleek
I like my Freaks Niq, I like my money neat
She gave me throat, shawty couldn’t have had no teeth
I’m sittin’ in a black Lamb’ but my cup pink
I did the transaction, 10 M’s this week
Made a film, now I got to eat
I got a dealership at the crib
I got prescriptions sittin’ in my system
Percocets, Mollies, they stay in my system
I gotta pour and pour for my mental
I gotta fly in a private, in general
Giorgio Armani, I’m the first one to get it
Me and Guwop be the first ones to get ’em

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Outro: Future]
I got a bag and cancelled my last ho
Got on 200, sit on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it

Gucci Mane & Future – Selling Heroin (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Future]
Guwop, Wizard
1017, yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litty
My rings and ears sadity
Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He ’bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itchin’
I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
I got these bitches sellin’ blood to get a fix in
Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet Mimosa
I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Verse 2: Future]
Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
Got them niggas wrappin’ dummies, I got niggas pullin’ kick doors
I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the N.O
You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
’69 Camaro, boy you remixin’ a kilo
Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
I got European niggas pullin’ heists, prino
I go Donald Trump when I’m lookin’ for the c-notes
You get hit with pump if you fuckin’ with the kilo
Lookin’ at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
(Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

[Bridge: Future]
My watch and my chains is litty
My rings and ears sidity
Yeah, my watch and bag a Nicki
20 chains on me now
90 bricks on me now
We might pass you in a drought
He ’bout to bring they ass out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci Mane & Future – Die A Gangsta (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Future]
Better hope you die a gangster, gangster, gangsta
Super, out of here, yeah

[Bridge: Future]
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you plan on game, there’s too much blood on these fingers
Send out a headshot, put them O’s in an asshole
I’m running on X pills, I’m out of control
I’m running on X pills, I’m out of control
What you do with my neck piece? Woah
What you do with my neck piece? Woah
What you do with my neck piece? Woah

[Pre-Hook: Future]
I had to do my thing, I do my thing, I spread my wings
For Myesha, for Myesha, I had a crush when you was real
We eat Benihanas for breakfast, we got a chef at the crib
We got a semi auto, you the desperado, this a motherfuckin’ trip

[Hook: Future]
Man I’m pissed off, I’m pissed off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me that these niggas, they ain’t real
Man I flew off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can’t even understand why they glorify my drip, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
60k on sip, 100 rounds in the clip
Somebody playin’, they got spilt
Went I hit the set you better dip
Spit the block with the AK, I heard everything got flipped
In one hour smoked a zip, it took me one hour, she got drip
Gram of kush in a leaf
Told you niggas I’m a beast
If you try your luck, it ain’t sweet
I’ma put these niggas right beneath me
I make my way throughout the East
My plug 10 with the molly
I put your main in the knotty
I double barrel with the shotty
You pump fakin’ with some riders
You lucky they ain’t hit your mama
A lot of pain in my body
Got me smokin’ marijuana
Pulled up in his side of trenches
Pulled up, get a nigga whacked
Pulled up, took a nigga ho
Pluto running through the racks

[Hook: Future]
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
Man I’m pissed off, I’m pissed off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me that these niggas, they ain’t real
Man I flew off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can’t even understand why they glorify my drip, yeah

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Just got a Black Card… just to go in the wallet
Soon as I go in your jump? I’ma go in your pocket
They call me East Atlanta Santa, I’ma fuck up the profit
I’m the Grinch that stole Christmas, I might go in your stocking
I’m talkin’.. too cocky, I got so much juice
My wrist is.. too rocky, they done let Wop loose
I’m talkin’.. plug talk, this don’t pertain to you
‘Cause I’m a trap astronaut, I use cocaine for fuel
You got a meetin’ with my shooters, it’s been arranged for you
I bust your head and celebrate, man this champagne’s for you
You’re talkin’ gangster but you’se a lame, this ain’t the lane for you
This FBG and 1017, this ain’t the gang for you
It’s Wop

[Hook: Future]
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
I hope you die a gangster
Man I’m pissed off, I’m pissed off, somebody outta get killed
All of my instincts done told me that these niggas, they ain’t real
Man I flew off on the scene, I had 300 in the whip, yeah
You can’t even understand why they glorify my drip, yeah

Gucci Mane & Future – Kinda Dope (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
If I told you my cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
This the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
This the type of dope that make a junkie sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It was once said by a J that couldn’t quit
Gucci Mane please can I have another hit?
The dope man said cluck I don’t give a shit
As long as your girl kneel down and suck my dick
I’m sellin’ coke so clean it make a snorter keep a nose bleed
If you don’t know the old me, you don’t really know me
I’m from Bouldercrest road b, but you can call it blow street
Where junkies buy a 8 ball ‘fore they buy some groceries
When you was playin’ basketball man, I was playing Pimp C
Pocket full of Stones man, standin’ on the front street
It’s something on your back, baby it look like a monkey
She can’t shake it off man, she keep spendin’ money

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
This the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
This the type of dope that make a junkie sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’

[Verse 2: Future]
Young ass nigga ridin’ in a Flying Spur
Young ass niggas out here drinkin’ on the syrup
Young ass nigga and he cookin’ up the work
Young ass nigga servin’ white, T-shirts
Nelson Mandela, Hood Rockefeller
Denzel bezels, take that shit to trial
Zone 6 nigga, rob you for your bricks nigga
Hit a lick nigga, fuck your main bitch nigga
My bitch is Caucasian… I live in Las Vegas
That’s just on a weekend…that’s just when I’m faded
This one is a Maybach… it’s made by Mercedes
I got baby mommas… they drivin’ me crazy

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
This the kind a dope that make your uncle sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers then you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas barely 30 talkin’ ’bout they retirin’
This the type of dope that make a junkie sell his TV
If I told you cocaine numbers you probably wouldn’t believe me
If I told you cocaine numbers you would think I was lyin’
Young niggas in they 30’s talkin’ ’bout they retirin’

Gucci Mane & Future – All Shooters (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Future]
Unorthodox
Yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
Chandelier diamonds, champagne
I’m fillin’ my cup up with good drank
I know these drugs could be contagious
I fell in love like a new fragrance
New kids on the block, I’m sensei
Hold the candles high in your memory
Spin the block and let it rain get it done, done
I’m the man, I’m the man like Mister Dun Dun
It’s Blood or die, me and Guwop
I spent a house on my new drop
Pearls in your eyes, ain’t no shades for you
I’m hidin’ money I dig the grave for it

[Hook: Future]
I just wanted to leave with all shooters
I just left the club with all shooters
I became the plug got all the shooters
I get molly, percocets to all the shooters
Northside, Eastside, Westside, Southside, all shooters
If you represent the set, all shooters
You was raised up in the six, all shooters
Went to Paris for my niggas, all shooters

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
They say keys open doors, well niggas, bells get your keys
Take them keys out the door ’cause nigga 12 ’bout to leave
See I’ma give ’em hell a half a mil’ on my sleeve
I bet she tryna clean that pussy up to sell it to me
I have so so many piece that you can’t sell that to me
See you talk a real good game but you can’t tell that to me
I’m in the penthouse with some shooters in the room next to me
Got a Draco with my trick, look like a broom next to me
And I’m higher than a kite, feel like scrooms off of me
I turn your girlfriend to a mule, she like balloons up in me
He can’t see his momma strung out, he refusin’ to see
How you a G hangin’ with snitches, that’s confusin’ to me

[Hook: Future]
I just wanted to leave with all the shooters
I just left the club with all the shooters
I became a plug got all shooters
I get molly percocets to all the shooters
I fell in love like a new fragrance
Its blood or die me and Guwop
I spent a house on my new drop
Northside, Eastside, Westside, Southside, all shooters

Gucci Mane & Future – Zone 6 (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

[Intro: Gucci]
EA – GA stand up

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6 nigga
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
I’m the plug and the worker cause I sell my own bricks
I’m the realest rapper livin’ man I really hit licks
And I talk cash money shit because I really tote sticks
Put that pistol on ya when I serve you, I don’t trust you
I’m from East Atlanta Georgia, fire with the fuck you
Keep your head on a swivel nigga, when you ride through
Sellin’ nines out the burglar bar like a drive through
Got a trap on flat shoals and one on may avenue
I take your load bitch you ain’t from the 6 bitch
That’s how we handle you
What you doin’ with that presser Gucci?
Tryna make a mix
I turn four bricks into six
Fuck that shit I’m from the 6

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6 nigga
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6

[Verse 2: Future]
Hold up, Zone 6, Zone 6, Zone 6, Zone 6, Zone 6
Fuck all the fake and the phony
Fuck all my fake ass opponents
I came out the muddy, its red and bloody
Five niggas with the fuck you
Runnin’ up money like yeah yeah
I ran a check up yeah yeah
Gotta aim for the neck up yeah yeah
Super super super super super super (Future)
Zone 6 nigga been totin’ them big bazookas
A Zone 6 nigga smoke you like a hookah
A Zone 6 nigga treat you like a hooker
That bitch get outta line you better whoop her
That’s a zone 6 nigga fuckin’ on your sister

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, nigga, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6 nigga
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6
5 fingers with the fuck you
I’m from Zone 6, I’m from Zone 6
I’m from Zone 6, bitch, I’m from Zone 6

Leon Else – Dance

Running in the rain again
Got the [?] chasing me
He follows everywhere I go
Oh, won’t he let me be
Fire in my brain again
I’ma get them over me
Voices whisper in my ear
And no, you’ll never be free
No, you’ll never be free

So I dance
Dance

You can try and lock my hands and feet
You could throw away the key
Suck the life out of my soul
And hold it over me
Let the clothes fall from your skin
You gotta set your body free
Use again the [?]

And it’s calling out to me
And it’s calling out to me
And it’s calling out to me

You can try and lock my hands and feet
You could throw away the key

Suck the life out of my soul
And hold it over me

Niykee Heaton – Bad Intentions (feat. Migos)

[Verse 1: Niykee Heaton]
This is the face I wear treading the riptide
Abysmal oceans where good girls go to die
I wanna love somebody
Wanna feel their love on me
But after everything I still believe in true love
Not being able to find it
Damn it tears me up
And I know it’s my fault
I know it’s my fault
Let’s take a trip, ten thousand miles above the clouds
We can stay up here until we figure it out
I don’t wanna go home
Don’t wanna be alone, be alone

[Chorus: Niykee Heaton]
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I’m loving all the flaws, I’m loving all the flaws
I got bad intentions, don’t pay attention
Cause I be on my dogs
I done traveled like ten thousand miles
Looking for someone to match my style
It always end up not working out
Cause they not ready for my lifestyle
Is you the one I can talk to?
Is you the one I can call boo?
Cause baby, I think I deserve you
I promise I’m never gon’ doubt you
I know you’re tired of me, know you’re tired of me
One more chance, I’mma make you proud of me
I’ll never give our love away, baby
Even if it’s going down, down, down

[Chorus: Niykee Heaton]
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson

[Verse 3: Takeoff, Quavo & Offset]
Takeoff
I got some bad intentions
Got some secrets that I forgot to mention
Baby, listen up
We been through pain but been through [?]
But we promised to always tell how we feel
When it get hot, we get cooler
Put the past behind us, move on to the future
We listen to rumors made up by computers
You show me the best of your brain like a tutor
Deep down inside, I really wanna tell ya
When I pray for me, I pray we stay together
Show me your emotions, tell me all your feelings
Don’t be scared to tell me whatever
I make mistakes, you make mistakes
You know that we can’t be mad forever
And I didn’t like that little game we played
I know that we gon’ get better
From the first time I met you, knew that you were special
Told you to hold me down and never let up
When I had to sit down, you was writing letters
You told me to think about us, don’t be selfish
Lay on your back, give it to me, I need it
I didn’t have bad intentions when I cheated
Put your head on my shoulder like it’s Tempur-Pedic
With no doubt, you know I got her back, I won’t leave her
Offset

[Bridge: Niykee Heaton]
I know we’ve made a graveyard of this all
I know I don’t feel too sober now
I wanna lie awake with your black soul
Count your fears if you let me

[Chorus: Niykee Heaton]
Baby, I just want your damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some damn bad intentions
I got some secrets I forgot to mention
Haven’t learned my lesson