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Mac Miller – Stay

[Intro]
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa

[Hook]
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

[Verse 1]
Yeah, hold up, wait a motherfuckin’ second
I know you stressin’, you don’t gotta keep me guessin’
I’m full of questions, in return I get the silent treatment
I don’t know why I’m speakin’
You say, you say, you say
It’s way too late, goodbye, you leavin’
Why you got me stressin’?
I could have a whole collection
Just be faded in my own dimension
You so complicated, I swear that pussy Grammy nominated
Let’s make some music, fuck all of the bullshit

[Hook]
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

[Verse 2]
Okay now, baby, don’t you leave my side, don’t even try
I’mma go crazy, girl, you saved me
Meditate me, get me piece of mind
It’s only she and I, ocean floor, how deep we dive
We be high lookin’ for another fuckin’ tree to climb
She was playin’ hard to get, I read between her lines
Binge watched "Sopranos", made it all the way to season five
I am her, she is I
She had to come, see her freaky side, leavin’ me behind

[Hook]
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
Just a little while, just a little while, babe

[Bridge]
The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?
Yeah, girl, the way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go, girl?

[Hook]
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
The way you walkin’ to the room, oh oh oh
All I think about is what I wanna do to you
Just a little while, just a little while, just a little while
I don’t wanna be polite no more
Make yourself at home, where the fuck you gon’ go?
Will, you, stay, just a little while, babe?
Just a little while, just a little while, just a, just a little while

[Outro]
Will you
Will you
Will you

[Spoken]
Yeah daddy
Oh yeah
RIght there
Oh my god!

Green Day – Still Breathing

I’m like a child looking off in the horizon
I’m like an ambulance that’s turning on the sirens
Oh, I’m still alive
I’m like a soldier coming home for the first time
I dodged a bullet and I walked across a landmind
Oh, I’m still alive

Am I bleeding? Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a line into the wreckage, so far away, away
Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way
Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way
My way to you

I’m like a junkie tying off for the last time
I’m like a loser that’s betting on his last dime
Oh, I’m still alive
I’m like a son that was raised without a father
I’m like a mother barely keeping it together
Oh, I’m still alive

Am I bleeding? Am I bleeding from the storm?
Just shine a line into the wreckage, so far away, away

Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way
Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way, my way…

As I walked out on the ledge
Are you scared to dance to live?
I been running all my life
Just to find a home that’s for the restless
And the truth that’s in the message
Making my way, away, away

Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way
Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way, my way…
Cause I’m still breathing
Cause I’m still breathing on my own
My head’s above the rain and roses
Making my way, my way
My way to you

Nick Cannon – If I Was Your Man (feat. Jeremih)

[Intro: Jeremih]
Ohhhhh
If I was your man I would even cook it right
Baby we could fuck all night, baby

[Verse 1: Nick Cannon]
Nah, mama, I ain’t shit
Nah, mama, I ain’t shit
Toyed with you in 2006
It’s been 10 years she’s still on my dick, haa
And I love you for that
TMZ, she ain’t fuckin’ with that
Girl you lookin’ gooder than governor check
Where the ladies with the good pussy at?
Where the ladies with the good pussy at?
Head to the back swagged out lookin’ like chilly
All my down hoes still kick it with me
All the hood rats still kick it for me

[Hook: Jeremih + (Nick Cannon)]
If I was your man I would even cook it right
(Heat it up, heat it up)
We could fuck all night, oh yeah
(Beat it up, beat it up)
If I was your man I would never tell a lie (nah)
No reason to make you cry (nah)

[Interlude: Nick Cannon]
Look I know I fucked up
But I’m just sayin’ I’m a man and I could be your ex too

[Verse 2: Nick Cannon]
Nah mama, I ain’t shit
Nah mama, I ain’t shit
I know I’m looking fly in my whip
But I ain’t shit
Nick ain’t the type nigga to say I’m sorry
Give her joystick like she playin’ Atari
Nick been pimpin’ since she playin’ with Barbie
The rich nigga with bitches, what the haters call me
The rich nigga with bitches, what the haters call me
The rich nigga with bitches, what the haters call me
Back then she ain’t want me now she all up on me
Back then she ain’t want me now she all up on me

[Hook: Jeremih + (Nick Cannon)]
If I was your man I would even cook it right
(Heat it up, heat it up)
We could fuck all night, oh yeah
(Beat it up, beat it up)
If I was your man I would never tell a lie (nah)
No reason to make you cry (nah)
If I was your man I would even cook it right
(Heat it up, heat it up)
We could fuck all night, oh yeah
(Beat it up, beat it up)
If I was your man I would never tell a lie (nah)
No reason to make you cry (nah)

Nick Jonas – Champagne Problems

[Verse 1]
How many times have we been here before?
How many pieces have to break?
So many reasons not to celebrate
But I hate to see you cry so let’s drink before goodbye

I got a bottle I’ve been saving up
Thought that we’d drink it all night, hey
We were the opposite of breaking up
Can’t believe I’m losing you
We just opened up too soon

[Chorus]
We got champagne problems
Only one way to solve ’em
Raising our glass cause it’s our loss
With these champagne problems
Just keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on…

[Verse 2]
How did our clothes end up on the floor?
Didn’t we just break each other’s hearts?
Didn’t you have one foot out the door?
Better to fall in love than lose, wish I didn’t have to choose

[Chorus]
We got champagne problems
Only one way to solve ’em
Raising our glass cause it’s our loss
With these champagne problems
Just keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on…

[Bridge: Instrumental]
We got champagne problems
Oh my God, the room is spinning from the Perignon
And you’re still with me but you’re very gone
It feels so right but we both know it’s wrong
When you got, when you got, when you got….

[Chorus]
We got champagne problems
Only one way to solve ’em
Raising our glass cause it’s our loss
With these champagne problems
Just keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on…
Champagne problems
Only one way to solve ’em
Raising our glass cause it’s our loss
With these champagne problems
Just keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on drinking
Keep on, keep on…

[Outro]
We got champagne problems, woo

Ty Dolla $ign – Campaign (feat. Future)

Yeah, Hendrix!
(Uh, super, super, super…)
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign
Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign, Dolla $ign….

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I’ll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Did some numbers then I went and copped a 911
Did some numbers then I went and copped my bitch a necklace
Then some corner shawty told me "Boy stop drivin’ reckless"
Got my side, they keep textin’, I ain’t get the message
I stopped fucking ratchet hoes, they be too messy
Kicking kicking shit, like Barcelona, shout out Messi
Better Black or Mexi, Texi, too sexy
Double latex when we sexing, be too risky
I got a lot, I don’t act, I musta flyed with the pack
Fuck on my bitch in the back, yeah she like that
I’ma let you, tell her we never gon’ lose
Momma I’m never going broke
That white girl in love with the coke

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I’ll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche
Did some numbers then I had to keep it turnt
Did some numbers, always gotta do the tour
I just seen you flexing, turned up on a check
You gon’ make a nigga fuck up some more racks
I got a light on the DA, I was just fucking the secretary
I keep a choppa with me, you know that shit necessary
You know that shit necessary, you know that shit necessary

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I’ll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Blow the cake up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Blow the cake up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Spend some cake on her, yeah, yeah, yeah…
Getting out of line, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gang bang, roo, roo, roo
You game, game huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah…
Thought he said something
You gotta make calm him down
Thought he said something
You gotta make calm him down

I brought them bottles on bottles
I fuck with models on models
I’ll take that bitch with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

Adderall got me up at full attention
Adderall got a nigga full attention
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck the bitch missionary, yeah, yeah, yeah
Waving on these niggas, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know that shit necessary

Tyler Glenn – Midnight

[Verse 1]
Faith, please have a little in me, hey
I know you hate it when I stray
But I tried everything, I drank the wine and stained the sheets
I’m clumsy when I speak

Call, you never call me anymore
We’re past the point of self-control
I’m giving back to you, things I thought were true
I know it’s really nothing new

[Chorus]
God, where the hell are you hiding?
My hands are in the air and I’m excited
I’ve been on the run, so I’m not coming Sunday
It’s alright, I’ll probably talk to you at midnight

God, I could never be like you
I can’t change, I can’t change and I don’t want to
I’ve been on the run, so I’m not coming Sunday
It’s alright, I’ll probably talk to you at midnight

[Verse 2]
Fear, that’s what it was just to be clear
You went and made everything weird
But that’s another song, another night, a shot of rum
I guess what’s done is done

Bright, I fall and stumble towards the light
I’ll miss the days and nights
We wrestled in my bedroom, my knees will give out soon
I know it’s really nothing new

[Chorus]
God, where the hell are you hiding?
My hands are in the air, it’s so exciting
I’ve been on the run, so I’m not coming Sunday
It’s alright, I’ll probably talk to you at midnight

God, I could never be like you
I can’t change, I can’t change and I don’t want to
I’ve been on the run, so I’m not coming Sunday
It’s alright, I’ll probably talk to you at midnight
I’ll probably talk to you at midnight

God, I could never be like you
I can’t change, I can’t change and I don’t want to
I’ve been on the run, so I’m not coming Sunday
It’s alright, I’ll probably talk to you at midnight

Bullet For My Valentine – Don’t Need You

[Intro]
So now this ship is sinking
I don’t know what to do
It’s got me thinking that I don’t need
Don’t need you
Too many wrong decisions
You didn’t think this through
So what I’m saying is I don’t need
Don’t need you

[Verse 1]
Open your eyes and see
What we have become
This isn’t living, it’s existing
And I just can’t take this shit
And hurt anymore
Hurt anymore

[Pre-Chorus]
So bury me with all you got
It never stops, never ends, gotta try and
Let it out, let it go
Is this the end?
‘Cause it might just break me

[Chorus]
So now this ship is sinking
I don’t know what to do
It’s got me thinking that I don’t need
Don’t need you
Too many wrong decisions
You didn’t think this through
So what I’m saying is I don’t need
Don’t need you

[Verse 2]
Look at us now, we’re fucked
And nothing’s the same
The biggest piece of me is missing and I just can’t
Take this life or try anymore
I just don’t care so come and…

[Pre-Chorus]
Bury me with all that you’ve got
It never stops, never ends, gotta try and
Let it out, let it go
Is this the end?
‘Cause it might just break me
(Might just break me)

[Chorus]
So now this ship is sinking
I don’t know what to do
It’s got me thinking that I don’t need
Don’t need you
Too many wrong decisions
You didn’t think this through
So what I’m saying is I don’t need
Don’t need you

[Bridge]
Don’t need you
Don’t need you
It never stops it never ends
Is it too late to make amends
It never stops it never ends
Is it too late to make amends

[Pre-Chorus]
So bury me with all you got
It never stops, never ends, gotta try and
Let it out, let it go
Is this the end?
‘Cause it might just break me

[Chorus]
So now this ship is sinking
I don’t know what to do
It’s got me thinking that I don’t need
Don’t need you
Too many wrong decisions
You didn’t think this through
So what I’m saying is I don’t need
Don’t need you

[Outro]
Don’t need you
Don’t need you
Too many wrong decisions
You didn’t think this through
So what I’m saying is I don’t need
Don’t need you
Bury me with all that you’ve got

Alicia Keys – Holy War (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
If war is holy and sex is obscene
We’ve got it twisted in this lucid dream
Baptised in boundaries, schooled in sin
Divided by difference, sexuality and skin

[Pre-Chorus 1]
So we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself locked in, yourself locked in
Yeah we can hate each other and fear each other
We can build these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself locked in, yourself locked

[Chorus]
Maybe we should love somebody
Maybe we could care a little more
Maybe we should love somebody
Instead of polishing the bombs of holy war

[Verse 2]
What if sex was holy and war was obscene
And it wasn’t twisted, what a wonderful dream
Living for love, unafraid of the end
Forgiveness is the only real revenge

[Pre-Chorus 2]
So we can heal each other and feel each other
We can break these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself open, yourself open
Yeah we can heal each other and feel each other
We can break these walls between each other
Baby, blow by blow and brick by brick
Keep yourself open, you open

[Chorus]
Maybe we should love somebody
Maybe we could care a little more
Maybe we should love somebody
Instead of polishing the bombs of holy war

[Outro]
What if love was holy and hate obscene
We should give life to this beautiful dream
Cause peace and love ain’t so far
If we nurse our wounds before they scar
Nurse our wounds before they scar

Casting Crowns – One Step Away (Live)

What if you could go back and relive one day of your life all over again
And unmake the mistake that left you a million miles away
From the you, you once knew
Now yesterday’s shame keeps saying that you’ll never get back on track
But what if I told you

You’re one step away from surrender
One step away from coming home, coming home
One step from arms wide open
His love has never let you go
You’re not alone
You’re one step away

It doesn’t matter how far you’ve gone
Mercy says you don’t have to keep running down the road you’re on
Love’s never met a lost cause
Your shame, lay it down
Leave your ghosts in the past ’cause you know that you can’t go back
But you can turn around
You’ve never been more than

One step away from surrender
One step away from coming home, coming home
One step from arms wide open
His love has never let you go
You’re not alone (not alone)
You’re one step away
You’re one step away

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Come now, and take up your new name
Your best life up ahead now
You’re one step away

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Come now, and take up your new name
Your best life up ahead now
You’re one step away

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Come now, and take up your new name
Your best life up ahead now
You’re one step away

So come on home, come on home
One step from arms wide open
His love has never let you go
You’re not alone (you’re not alone)
You’re one step away

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Take up, take up your new name

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Take up, take up your new name

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Come now, take up your new name
Your best life up ahead now
One step away

Lay down, lay down your old chains
Come now, and take up your new name
Your best life up ahead now
You’re just one step away

Young Dolph – Foreva (feat. T.I.)

[Intro]
Hey who is that?
Who is that right there?
Hey whats up lil’ mama?

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
She a good girl but she bad so I’m confused (damn)
Fuck it, I’ma shoot my shot got nun ‘ to lose (fuck it)
I said "what’s up my name is D"
She said "nigga you lyin’, yo name Dolph"
Okay you know me? Then let’s go pull off
Jump in this coupe and let’s go and get lost
Took you to my hood but you was scared
I started laughin’ then you got mad
Bet you never been with a nigga like me
Give a fuck about bitches count skrilla like me
We started off havin’ fun though
You asked me where I keep my gun though
Uh, I don’t wanna talk about that
Why that ass so fat and why you walk like that?
I’m just a lil nigga out here havin’ it
All of my niggas, they savages
Guess what I did last weekend ?
Bitch I made your boyfriend’s salary

[Hook: Young Dolph]
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
She kept it so real I can’t say no
Bitch real thick like clay though
I got Hi-Tec in my faygo
Heard you got strippers on payroll
Nigga I got killers on payroll
My lil mama mad at me, said she don’t like the way that I’m livin’
She hate to see cough medicine, say she don’t like the way that I’m sippin’
I was drinkin’ this shit 10 years before I met you, lil mama you trippin’
Wait a minute, hold up it’s me
Wait a minute, roll up the weed
Wait a minute, roll up my sleeves
Got a pocket full of blue cheese
Kickin’ shit in the trap like Bruce Lee
When I walk in they be like "who’s he?"
When I walk out they be like "what the fuck?"
What the fuck is that lil nigga drivin’?
All my niggas, they ridin’
All of these bitches be lyin’
Lil fly nigga plus my bitch fly so together we flying

[Hook: Young Dolph]
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love with her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Lil mama in a Bentley back
Lil mama in a Bentley back
Pussy nigga hatin’ pulled up beside me
She pulled out a purse,rolled the window down told the pussy nigga bust a move, ain’t shit to try
Stayed down for a nigga on a gun charge
Went to jail with a nigga on a dope case
I told the girl how much I love ya, I’d die for ya, wouldn’t think twice, told me "boy go pull weight"
And when I told her ballin’ on these hoes ain’t shit to do
10 million dollars on the crib, all that for you
When you ain’t even got to ask me where I’m puttin’ my dick
Cause odds are you gon’ be with me when I’m getting seduced
You know penthouses full of your WCW’s
And St. Regis, Four Seasons, Londons, and W’s
And Rolls-Royces, Benzes, i.e. BMWs
Spend that cake if I’m in love with you hey
Hey you gon’ find it hard to get
Someone goin’ hard at TIP
But lil boy we started that
Closer where we are, and you a part of that
And apologies if you gave me your heart
And I turned around, gave you a heart attack
God damn, I’m a dog for that
Breakin’ up? Came too far for that
I keep it real though

[Hook: Young Dolph]
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever
Fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love with her forever
She kept it so real I fuck with her forever
She kept it so real that I love with her forever
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her forever

Cashmere Cat – Trust Nobody (feat. Selena Gomez & Tory Lanez)

Mmmm, hahaha

I’m a tell you how I want it
Baby, tell me how you need it
Hope you’re good at keeping secrets
Say you’re good at keeping secrets
‘Cause you know I don’t trust nobody
I know you don’t trust nobody
Said only I can touch your body
So baby you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody
Said only I can touch your body
Yeah only I can touch your body
‘Cause only you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody

Baby, come through on a late night creep
Pull up on you like, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep (skrr, skrr)
Lying down know I’m in the back
Tinted windows sittin’ in the back seat
You know I’m a freak right? (yeah, yeah)
Hit you on a free night (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know what you keep tight (yeah, yeah)
You don’t wanna leave, right? (yeah, yeah. yeah)
You don’t wanna stay a little late?
I’ll give you that tingle in your waist
Hit you when you need a little taste
Better watch my back

I’m a tell you how I want it
Baby, tell me how you need it
Hope you’re good at keeping secrets
Say you’re good at keeping secrets
‘Cause you know I don’t trust nobody
I know you don’t trust nobody
Said only I can touch your body
So baby you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody
You don’t trust nobody
Said only I can touch your body
Yeah only I can touch your body
‘Cause only you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody

I pull up in that Jag, I’m not just anybody
I’m tryna holla back, even though I know, you know
I don’t trust nobody, I don’t trust nobody
But if I touch your body, we’ll get right, right in your lobby
Come on down, let’s get down, I’m with the shit
Are you down? ‘Cause I’m down, when shit get lit
And you got a body like Selena in them jeans (haha) I wanna hit
I’m so open, gone and talk that shit

You must be somebody, ’cause I don’t trust nobody
But if I touch your body, I might trust somebody, yeah
You must be somebody, ’cause I don’t trust nobody
But if I touch your body, I might trust somebody, yeah
You must be somebody, ’cause I don’t trust nobody
But if I touch your body, I might trust somebody, yeah
You must be somebody, ’cause I don’t trust nobody
But if I touch your body, I might trust somebody, yeah

I’m a tell you how I want it
(How do you want it?)
Baby, tell me how you need it
(Just how I need it)
Hope you’re good at keeping secrets
(I’m good, I’m good)
Say you’re good at keeping secrets
(I’m good, I’m good)
‘Cause you know I don’t trust nobody
(Oh)
I know you don’t trust nobody
(I don’t)
Said only I can touch your body
So baby you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody
(I don’t trust nobody)
You don’t trust nobody
(I don’t trust nobody)
Said only I can touch your body
Yeah only I can touch your body
‘Cause only you know, I know, you know, I don’t
You know I don’t trust nobody

Hahaha

Christina Aguilera – Change (At Hillary Clinton Fundraiser Event 2016) (Live)

[Verse 1]
When I was young I would look in the mirror
Didn’t know it then but now it couldn’t be clearer
That I remember being filled with such wonder
Before learning that the world could be harsher

Who you love or the color of your skin
Or the place that you were born and grew up in
Shouldn’t decide how you will be treated
Cause we’re all the same when everybody’s breathing

[Chorus]
Waiting for a change to set us free
Waiting for the day when you can be you and I can be me
Waiting for hope to come around
Waiting for the day when hate is lost and love is found
Waiting for a change, waiting for a change
Change, change

[Verse 2]
For all the brave and the souls who went before us
Stand tall, then proudly lift your voices
Let ’em know who we are and our choices
And one day we won’t have to sing this chorus

[Chorus]
Waiting for a change to set us free
Waiting for the day when you can be you and I can be me
Waiting for hope to come around
Waiting for the day when hate is lost and love is found
Waiting for a change, waiting for a change
Change, change
Change, oh, change, hold on
Waiting for a change, change, change

[Outro]
When I was young I would look in the mirror
Didn’t see it then but now it couldn’t be clearer

Bruno Mars – 24K Magic (At The 2016 Mtv Emas) (Live)

[Intro]
Tonight
I just want to take you higher
Throw your hands up in the sky
Let’s set this party off right

[Chorus]
Players, put yo’ pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!
[Verse 1]
Pop pop, it’s show time (Show time)
Show time (Show time)
Guess who’s back again?
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
Oh they don’t know? (Go on tell ’em)
I bet they know soon as we walk in (Showin’ up)
Wearing Cuban links (ya)
Designer minks (ya)
Inglewood’s finest shoes (Whoop, whoop)
Don’t look too hard
Might hurt ya’self
Known to give the color red the blues

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh shit, I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

[Chorus]
Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

[Verse 2]
Second verse for the hustlas (hustlas)
Gangstas (gangstas)
Bad bitches and ya ugly ass friends (Haha)
Can I preach? (Uh oh) Can I preach? (Uh oh)
I gotta show ’em how a pimp get it in
First, take your sip (sip), do your dip (dip)
Spend your money like money ain’t shit (Whoop, whoop)
We too fresh
Got to blame in on Jesus
Hashtag blessed
They ain’t ready for me

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket
(Keep up)
So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket
(Keep up)
Why you mad? Fix ya face
Ain’t my fault y’all be jocking
(Keep up)

[Chorus]
Players only, come on
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Hey girls
What y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Uh, look out!

[Bridge]
(Wooh)
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Everywhere I go they be like
Ooh, soul player ooh
Now, now, now
Watch me break it down like (Uh)
24 karat, 24 karat magic
What’s that sound?
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Come on now
24 karat, 24 karat magic
Don’t fight the feeling
Invite the feeling

[Chorus]
Just put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do?
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
Put your pinky rings up to the moon
Girls, what y’all trying to do? (Do)
24 karat magic in the air
Head to toe soul player
(24 karat)
Uh, look out

[Outro]
(24 karat magic, magic, magic)

SOHN – Conrad (Lyric Video)

[Chorus]
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
We can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
I can feel…

[Verse 1]
I can feel it coming over the hillside
It’s a valley fire and it’s coming to burn us down
Like a rushing comet bound for the planet
And we’re dinosaurs living in denial

[Chorus]
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
We can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel…

[Verse 2]
As the ice is melting, merging with ocean
All our eyes are open and we’re looking out to sea
And I’m hibernating, shut down and waiting
For another summer living in denial

[Chorus]
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
I can feel it, feel it
We can never go back
I can feel…

[Verse 3]
I can feel it coming, coming back to haunt me
It’s a glass that’s empty and we’re trying to fill it up
We’re lost civilians with the weight of millions
We’re pawns in war living in denial

[Chorus]
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
Never go back, we can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back, never go back
I can feel, I can feel…

[Bridge]
We can never, we can never go back
We can never, we can never go back
We can never, we can never go back

[Chorus]
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
Never go back, never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
Never go back, never go back
I can feel it coming, we can never go back
Never go back, never go back
I can feel, I can feel it coming
We can never go back
Never go back, never go back
I can feel, I can feel it

Vic Mensa – 16 Shots (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Ready for the war we got our boots strapped
100 deep on State Street, where the troops at?
The mayor lying saying he didn’t see the video footage
And everybody want to know where the truth at
On the South side where it’s no trauma centers, but the most trauma
A lot of cannons but you don’t want no drama
I can’t imagine if it was my own mama
Got her first born son stole from her, he never had a chance
And we all know its cause he black
Shot ’em 16 times, how fucked up is that?
Now the police superintendent wanna double back
Cops speeding up to the block like a runnin’ back
Tension is high, man these niggas is irate
You can see it in they eyes, they wanna violate
Screaming out "Oink! Oink! Bang! Bang! Gang! Gang! Gang! Gang! Murder! Murder!"
Murder they mind state
I just made me a mil’ and still militant
This ain’t conscious rap, this shit ignorant, nigga, hair trigger
Ain’t no fun when the rabbit got the gun
When I cock back, police better run

[Hook]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots

[Verse 2]
They threw a little girl down on the pavement
Pushed her with the bike and said, "Stay out the way, bitch"
She was bleedin’ on the ground through her braces
This is what happens when niggas don’t stay in their places
The mayor duckin’ when he fired the superintendent
But resignation come with bonuses and recognition
So we gon’ break in the stores on Magnificent Mile
And if we gotta go, let’s go to prison in style
Cops killin’ kids and stayin’ out of jail
But Bobby Shmurda can’t even catch bail
So it’s 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
Now I got everybody yellin’ out, "Fuck 12"

[Hook]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots

[Refrain]
There’s a war on drugs, but the drugs keep winnin’
There’s a war on guns, but the guns keep ringin’

[Verse 3]
Me and Lord got a clip with an extendo
And we rollin’ with it, hangin’ out the window
We on 16th ridin’ by the police station
We might make a pork rind out of pig, bro
Somebody tell these mothafuckas keep they hands off me
I ain’t a mothafuckin’ slave, keep your chains off me
You better hope this 9 millimeter jam on me
Or get blown, I hope you got your body cam turnt on
Fuck a black cop too, that’s the same fight
You got a badge, bitch, but you still ain’t white
This for Laquan on sight, when you see Van Dyke
Tell him I don’t bring a knife to a gunfight

[Hook]
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, fuck 12
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots
16 shots
And we buckin’ back
16 shots

[Refrain]
There’s a war on drugs, but the drugs keep winnin’
There’s a war on guns, but the guns keep ringin’
Singin’

[Bridge]
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer
Mu-u-u-u-murderer, murderer

[Outro: Jeffrey Neslund]
The video shows Laquan walking

Southbound down the middle of Pulaksi

There are squad cars visible in front of him and also squad cars behind him

The shooter’s squad car is visible as it drives past Laquan

Two officers then exit that vehicle with their guns drawn

At that point, Laquan begins to look away from the officers

At a southwest angle toward the sidewalk

When Laquan is about 12 to 15 feet away from the officers

The width of an entire lane of the southbound traffic

One officer begins shooting

Laquan immediately spins to the ground

And the video clearly shows that the officer continues to shoot
Laquan, multiple times

As he lays in the street

16 seconds pass from the time Laquan hits the ground

Until the last visible puff of smoke rises from his torso area

An officer then approaches Laquan

Stands over him and appears to shout something

As he kicks the knife out of his hand

Yo Gotti & Moneybagg Yo – Pull Up

[Hook: Yo Gotti]
Pull up to the trap
Peekin’ out the peephole
Give you two shots
Like I’m shootin’ free throws
Cubans on my neck
That’s a lot of kilos
Pack touch down
So now I’m on reload
Pull up to the trap, (Pull up)
Peekin’ out the peephole, (Who that?)
Give you two shots, (Bow bow)
Like I’m shootin’ free, throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck, (Cubans)
That’s a lot of kilos, (Kilos)
Pack touch down, (It’s here)
So now I’m on reload, (Reload)
[Verse 1: MoneyBagg Yo]
(Federal, federal, fed, uh, uh, uh, 2 fed
Federal, federal, federal)
Pull up in my trap car
Hit the trap house dishin’ that dope out
Hop out with that stick out
Please don’t trip out I might flip out
I know a Cuban he don’t speak english
I need a translator
(I need some better talk!)
Give me whatever I need Uncle Sammy
Told me to pay him later
(Throw that shine yeah nigga)
I heard the car pull up outside
I look at the blindfold
(Who that? Who that?)
Yeah my stupid ass baby mama
Think I’m in here with side hoes
(Stupid bitch!)
Bitch I’m in here with nine bows, (Right now!)
[?], (Right now!)
You make a scene causing commotion
Trying to give me some time hoe?
(What you twelve or something?)
Walk in your trap and take over your trap feel like Bankroll
(Fresh!)
Come and take your shit repo, (Give me that!)
Make you take a shit [?]
Hey, hey!
I’m so ahead of them check out my schedule
Gotti and MoneyBagg oh that’s 2Federal
Fuck what they talking ’bout
I’m running up revenue
Go do the same, that’s what you better do
[Hook: Yo Gotti]
Pull up to the trap
Peekin’ out the peephole
Give you two shots
Like I’m shootin’ free throws
Cubans on my neck
That’s a lot of kilos
Pack touch down
So now I’m on reload
Pullin’ out the trap, (Pull up)
Peekin’ out the peephole, (Who that?)
Give you two shots, (Bow bow)
Like I’m shootin’ free throws, (Ha)
Cubans on my neck, (Cubans)
That’s a lot of kilos, (Kilos)
Pack touch down, (It’s here)
So now I’m on reload
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
MoneyBagg and Gotti, (2Federal)
I’ts like we got the cheat codes, (Yup)
We talk no more gangster shit and get money with chicos, (Chicos)
CMG the label
And we distribute kilos, (Kilos)
And we’ll spend your money, (On what?)
On foreign cars with two doors, (Ugh)
I’m 2Federal a nigga talkin’ shit [?]
You a little hater fit your carriage carriage
I’ll fuck around and embarrass you
Hold up listen
Tell a nigga I made 20 million would you believe me?
Young nigga told me made 100,000 [?], (I believe him)
I was trap or die
Get rich or die trapping, (What else?)
Before I made cocaine music fire, (What else?)
Ran off on the plug with seventy five, (What else?)
I was robbing niggas runnin’ with the gas
(Young nigga grindin’ trying to get a nap)
Where the pints at?
Everybody telling me to drop this shit now
The streets dry
[Hook: Yo Gotti]
Pull up to the trap, (Pull up)
Peekin’ out the peephole, (Who that?)
Give you two shots, (Bow bow)
Like I’m shootin’ free, throws (Ha)
Cubans on my neck, (Cubans)
That’s a lot of kilos, (Kilos)
Pack touch down, (It’s here)
So now I’m on reload, (Reload)
Pull up to the trap, (Pull up)
Peekin’ out the peephole, (Who that?)
Give you two shots, (Bow bow)
Like I’m shootin’ free throws, (Ha)
Cubans on my neck, (Cubans)
That’s a lot of kilos, (Kilos)
Pack touch down, (It’s here)
So now I’m on reload

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Magneto

Mostly I never knew which way was out
Once it was on, it was on and that was that
The umbilicus was a force that they’d found in rabid blood
Then I spin on my wheel like a laboratory rat
I was an electrical storm on the bathroom floor, clutching the bowl
My blood was for the gags and other people’s diseases
My monstrous little memory had swallowed me whole
It was the year I officially became the bride of Jesus
In love, in love, in love you laugh
In love you move, I move and one more time with feeling
For love, you love, I laugh, you love
Saw you in heart and the stars are splashed across the ceiling
Oh, the urge to kill somebody was basically overwhelming
I had such hard blues down there in the supermarket queues
And I had a sudden urge to become someone, someone like you
Who started out with less than anyone I ever knew
In love, in love, I love, you love, I laugh, you love
I move, you move and one more time with feeling
I love, you love, I laugh, you love
I’m sewn in heart and all the stars are splashed ‘cross the ceiling
Oh, and oh, you come shining
Softly to the hold of a drink
Come as far as the edge of my blood and swim
And in the bathroom mirror I see me vomit in the sink
And all through the house we hear the hyena’s hymns
Of love, I love, you love, I love, you love, I laugh, you love
I move, you move, you move, and one more time with feeling
I love, you love, I laugh, you love
We saw each other in heart and all the stars have splashed and splattered ‘cross the ceiling

Passenger – Ain’t No Sunshine (Bill Withers Cover)

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s always gone too long
Anytime she goes away

Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away

And I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know,
Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away

Daye Jack – Bullshit

[Verse 1: Daye Jack]
Whatchu mean my crew and little Jim
Whatchu mean when you tryin’ to step to my clique
Cause I’m gonna work the train to try fit in
Just doing me fuck whatever you think
Whatchu mean my jams are gonna win
Cut a different feeling frantic I’ve been
Running in a maze please get to know me
The gate teller said, he ain’t my homie

[Hook: Daye Jack]
I’m going toe to toe with the cool guys
Told me, "Get a way, nigga go get a lay."
They got attitude
They talk a lot of bull, bull, bull, bull, bull, bull

I ain’t ’bout that
Bull shit, bull, bull shit
(x4)

[Verse 2: Daye Jack]
I could never ever relax with the plastic men they bend and dump fax
Jack won’t win he coming in last
Always trying to fight back he breaking my back
Stand up we got to rematch
Fistes low can block my attack
I’m going high I rock it in blast
Don’t look behind see me with a mask
Don’t worry I be the reject
All my [?] were born the two sense
I ain’t wiping my shit
So you think I’m blessed
Ice cube getting colder by the minute

[Hook: Daye Jack]
I’m going toe to toe with the cool guys
Told me, "Get a way, nigga go get a lay."
They got attitude
They talk a lot of bull, bull, bull, bull, bull, bull

I ain’t ’bout that
Bull shit, bull, bull shit
(x4)

[Bridge: Daye Jack]
Thought you were trying to fit in
Now you saying you ain’t ’bout it
Fuck you
You ain’t ’bout that
You ain’t ’bout that

[Hook: Daye Jack]
I’m going toe to toe with the cool guys
Told me, "Get a way, nigga go get a lay."
They got attitude
They talk a lot of bull, bull, bull, bull, bull, bull

I ain’t ’bout that
Bull shit, bull, bull shit
(x4)

bLAck pARty – Best View

[Verse 1]
Because I’ve got the best view in the city
Even the sunset can’t compare
I’m not on the top floor
No penthouse life for me
I’m not on the ocean shore
With water as far as eyes can see
I’m sitting here staring at you
And I’m liking what I see
I’m sitting here staring at you
And there’s nothing I’d rather see, Darling

[Chorus]
Because I’ve got the best view in the city
Even the sunset can’t compare
Because I’ve got the best view in the city
So forgive me if I stare

[Verse 2]
I’m not on the Vegas strip
With all the lights on the boulevard
I’m not on the hollywood strip
With famous people and fancy cars
Sitting here right next to you
And there’s no place I’d rather be
I’m sitting here right next to you
And there is nothing I’d rather see

[Chorus]
Because I’ve got the best view in the city
Even the sunset can’t compare
Because I’ve got the best view in the city
So forgive me if I stare

Bas – Clouds Never Get Old

Said I’m calling all my niggas with me riding
Dressing room like we keep bitches on the rider
Bus full of white girls singing akinyele
Momma I think I just met me a Madonna
Everything glowing ain’t a diamond
I know everything glowing ain’t a diamond
Girl you shining

But I ain’t felt love in a long time, and I told you that when we woke up
I guess that might have been the wrong time
My best pick up line is young nigga with money, I ain’t playing
My best pick up line is young nigga with money

Killing these niggas, I got a feeling
These niggas is out to get me but trust me I got ’em
Straight out the borough my city love me the thorough
My nigga you don’t want none of them problems
She acting crazy she calling me baby I just be feeding them bitches the bottles
She live in way up in Harlem but she come to me when I call her
And she all about her fashion she be working for vogue
Me I’m all about my stacking I be working the road

But them clouds never get old
Them clouds clouds never get old

So focused on, make the dopest song
Got this chick open on, got her lit on patron
Got her ticked off, cause I got no tick for her
I got no time, but I got some dick for her now
She was lit, I was milk
Girl don’t let that milk spoil
You got some friends that stress you
He ain’t loyal, I got some friends, don’t let ’em think for you now
Pull up the whip for you now, here go the town
I am no pimp, but I am a player
You not with the shits? I’ll talk to you later
I’m playing girl I got a thing for you now

But I ain’t felt love in a long time, and I told you that when we woke up
I guess that might have been the wrong time
My best pick up line is young nigga with money, I ain’t playing

718 to your state, 212 to your city
My best pick up line is young nigga with money, I ain’t playing
718 to your state, 212 to your city

Throwing fishing nets in the ocean to cash
Good catch, it’s the hoping that last, nigga
And bring them hoes back to the pad from the show
But only if they know how to act, nigga
Don’t ever get stuck on your laurels like
All of them stuck in the past niggas
Shit, it’s how I got past niggas
For real

Said I’m calling all my niggas with me riding
Dressing room like we keep bitches on the ride up
Bus full of white girls singing Akinyele
Momma I think I just met me a Madonna

Trevor Wesley – Just A Fling

[Verse 1]
Pretty lady we’ve been talking on a daily
And now maybe it’s time we take it somewhere
Your perfection is a blessing
And girl my intentions are more than pulling your hair

[Chorus]
But oh, baby I can’t wait now more
(Girl you know you stay on my mind)
Oh, so tell me what you waiting for
(Baby girl don’t waste my time)
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
Or we can be the real thing
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing
Tell me one way or the other
Cause we could go the either way
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing

[Verse 2]
Conversation off at least the situations
Where an action proves love is a verb
Either lover or a friend
That’s where if I can give you everything
I’d give you my world

[Chorus]
Oh, baby I can’t wait now more
(Girl you know you stay on my mind)
Oh, so tell me what you waiting for
(Baby girl don’t waste my time)
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
Or we can be the real thing
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing
Tell me one way or the other
Cause we could go the either way
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing

[Interlude]
(Girl you know you stay on my mind)
Oh
Oh
(Baby girl don’t waste my time)

[Chorus]
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
Or we can be the real thing
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing
Tell me one way or the other
Cause we could go the either way
We can be a fling, just a fling, just a fling
But you know I want the real thing

Lorine Chia – Love Is Blind

Haunts me in my dreams
Haunts me in my dreams
When i go to sleep
Covers everything, so it’s all i see
In the night
Deep inside my mind
Words cannot define
It takes all my time
They say that love is blind
They say that love is blind
They say that love is blind
Cause when its hard to manage
Take my blessings for granted
I’m living like a savage
Woken by the madness
Man, i need to find some peace
But everywhere i go, it follows me
Waiting for my soul to key
Its haunting me
Haunts me in my dreams
When i go to sleep
Covers everything
So its all i see
In the night
Deep inside my mind, words cannot define
Its takes all my time
They say that love is blind
They say that love is blind
They say that love is blind
I try to get away to clear up all my vision
Its getting reckless, i don’t want to end up missing
Don’t wanna lose myself in all this complication
I’m holding onto everything i got
But somehow, he chose me well, my heart was felt
I’m tied and ..this loves there holds me once again
Haunts me in my dreams when i go to sleep
Covers everything, so its all i see
In the night, deep inside my mind, words cannot define
It takes all my time, they say that love is blind
They say that love is blind

J.R. Donato – Word To Yams (feat. Playboi Carti)

[Verse 1: J.R Donato]

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
I ain’t worried ’bout no bitch
Thumbing through the check
Boy, money got me sick (money got me)
My Aston got me sick
Cash, cash
My car go fast, fast
Nigga Ferrari smash
Money bags (ay)
Yeah, she all on my dick (my dick)
I might just smash, (uh)
Pass her to my clique, then I hit her last
I ain’t worried bout no bitch, boy I’m off this gas
My phone blowing up, I think they need some gas
I ain’t worried ’bout no bitch, boy I’m off this gas
My phone blowing up, I think they need some gas

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
These cops on my ass
Dirty kitchen, dirty cash
Cash Carti, money bags, yeah
Hoe I keep a sack
Got a cup filled with of act
I’m a real ass nigga
40 clip with the strap
Blow a nigga off the map
Blowing backwoods in the trap
Niggas talking down while my nigga spray

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
I ain’t worried ’bout no bitch
Thumbing through the check
Boy, money got me sick (money got me)
My Aston got me sick
Cash, cash
My car go fast, fast
Nigga Ferrari smash
Money bags (ay)
Yeah, she all on my dick (my dick)
I might just smash, (uh)
Pass her to my clique, then I hit her last
I ain’t worried bout no bitch, boy I’m off this gas
My phone blowing up, I think they need some gas

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti]
Should of seen hoe
It’s all good though
Pull down my pants, oh
Don’t use your hands, woah
I heard about you girl
You heard about me two
You heard i got them bands
I heard that mouth a (?)

[Hook: Playboi Carti]
I ain’t worried ’bout no bitch
Thumbing through the check
Boy, money got me sick (money got me)
My Aston got me sick
Cash, cash
My car go fast, fast
Nigga Ferrari smash
Money bags (ay)
Yeah, she all on my dick (my dick)
I might just smash, (uh)
Pass her to my clique, then I hit her last
I ain’t worried bout no bitch, boy I’m off this gas
My phone blowing up, I think they need some gas

Gwen Stefani – Misery (Sub Español)

[Verse 1]
Where’d you go?
I got so used to being ’round you boy
I’m trying not to care, but where’d you go?
I’m doing my best to be sensible
I’m trying not to care, but

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re like drugs, you’re like drugs to me
I’m so into you totally
You’re like drugs, you’re like drugs to me
Drugs to me

[Chorus]
So put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Enough, enough of this suffering
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery, put me out of my misery

[Verse 2]
Out the door
I’m thinking things I never thought before
Like what your love would taste like
Give me more
Don’t sell this feeling at the grocery store
All cause your love, it tastes like

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re like drugs, you’re like drugs to me
I’m so into you totally
You’re like drugs, you’re like drugs to me
Drugs to me

[Chorus]
So put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Enough, enough of this suffering
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery, put me out of my misery

[Bridge]
Put me out
O-out of my misery
Put me out
O-out of my misery
You’re in so much trouble
(You better watch out)
Yeah, you’re in so much trouble
(You better watch out)
You’re in so much trouble
(You better watch out)
Yeah, you’re in so much trouble
(You better watch out)
Oh

[Chorus]
So put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery (put me out)
Hurry up, come see me
Enough, enough of this suffering
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery, put me out of my misery
Put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery
Hurry up, come see me
Enough, enough of this suffering
Hurry up, come see me
Put me out of my misery, put me out of my misery

[Outro]
Put me out
(You’re in so much trouble)
O-out of my misery
Put me out
(You’re in so much trouble)
O-out of my misery
Put me out
(You’re in so much trouble)
O-out of my misery
Put me out
(You’re in so much trouble)
O-out of my misery

D.R.A.M. – Cash Machine

I ain’t talkin’ to you broke bitches I got money now
All a nigga understand is- since that check came in
Everybody’s talkin’ like a nigga actin’ funny now
That don’t matter, all I hear is- since that check came in
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
Since that check came in
Don’t you know that I got that bag
And best believe my mama straight
I sent some bands to Tatiana
And if I brought you out I’ll pay your way
I copped a second set of goldens, these ones way more colder
I’m in the sky like all the time and now it’s no layover
My records all across the wave and there was no payola
This money new, these hundreds blue, I’m talkin’ no Crayola
My credit card is a plastic bankroll
Still keep that knot cause I get guap from paid shows
Got a palace in the cut layin’ low
Talkin’ to that-
It does whatever I say so
I ain’t talkin’ to you broke bitches I got money now
All a nigga understand is- since that check came in
Everybody’s talkin’ like a nigga actin’ funny now
That don’t matter, all I hear is- since that check came in
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
Since that check came in
I used to get the coldest shoulders
But now I get the hottest ass
How I feel bout you is lukewarm
It burns you up cause I got all this cash
I’m askin’, "Where you work at
What kind of car you drive"
Beat down Accord, cashier up at Five Guys
I get thousands for the walk through inside
Night clubs, strip clubs, big bucks, yes sir that’s right
You done got left if you don’t got my new number
A rich man told me it’s a part of the come up
Remember when they used to want me to shut up
Now it’s ironic cause I only conversate with those hundreds
I ain’t talkin’ to you broke bitches I got money now
All a nigga understand is- since that check came in
Everybody’s talkin’ like a nigga actin’ funny now
They don’t matter, all I hear is- since that check came in
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
I love it when you talk to me
My cash machine, my cash machine
Since that check came in

Rich The Kid – I Dont Care (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

[Verse 1]
Check (check), bass ya (bass!)
They did gave some money to the wrong nigga
Fuckin’ ya bitch and the bank too
Ya ain’t hatin’, but you broke like ooh
[?] a whole Lamb, my might buy two
I got a check, everything brand new
Pick up the phone, call Will Smith
Looking for a stake in Philly
Fresh on my the jet, I’m the freshest in that bitty
All my bitches has [?]
Too much lean, need a new kidney
She sucking my dick while the roof missin’
Whoa, check, yah
I got Karrueche on the texts
Made half a mil, dropped the shit on my neck
Balenciaga, put a lamb and I’m bent
Broke and booshie dumb bitch she a bird
Forgiatos, foreign scrapin’ the curb
No friends, I will choppin’ it first
Pussy good, I’mma buy her a purse

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

[Verse 2]
Water…, drip…
I got a chain from of grip the jewler
Niggas plottin’, gotta stay with a shooter
Boyfriend, broke fuckin’ a loser
Money short, like I’m pissing a ruler
More ice, you can’t fit in a cooler
Vlone Thug stay with a ruger
Bankroll, stretch
Overseas they still hatin’
Goveyard and they stay with the paper
Rare bitch gave me thub in the air
Throw it up, let me fuck in a Lamb (skuurt!)
I don’t trust niggas, they bogus
I’m in Paris, money on me
Bogue boy, still way
Fuckup a check that I made today
Tell ya, overseas look better on scray
I told that bitch I’m a player
Hittin’ malls, bought a pill
Don’t come around, you a square
Blue cheese everywhere

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care
I told that bitch I’m a player
I got money everywhere
Flexin’ soo much make ’em stare
Whoop, throw the racks in the air
Water on me, that’s clear
Make her suck it anywhere
I’ll make your bitch disappear
Fuck up a check I don’t care

Rich The Kid – Bm (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

[Hook]
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
I get to four two peions
I get to four two peions
I get to four two peions
I get to four two peions
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
Bitch I’mma make you my BM
I get to four two peions
I get to four two peions
A.M to the P.M
Bitch I’mma make you my BM

[Verse 1]
Bitch bed imma bust in her pussy
Pocket stuff with the cookies

Rich The Kid – New Wave (feat. Famous Dex) (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

[Rich The Kid Chorus Part 1:]
Yuh! Trap!
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex Chorus Part-2:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on me, swear to God, I’ll bring him down. (Hold up, hold up)

[Rich The Kid:]
They tryna copy the wave
Rich Forever getting paid
Broke rappers in here, feeling the hate (wait)
Real diamonds on me, biting them skrate (look)

[Famous Dex:]
All these rappers turning foo
They just wanna learn the moves
I got them hunnid’s they blue
I spent a grip on my shoes

[Rich The Kid:]
He got something, but that nigga got dropped
Audemar, that’s a house on my watch
Came from nothing, now they want me to stop
Rings on me, I had holes in my socks

[Famous Dex:]
Wait
I remember in them days
Young used to have them braves
Swear to god I jump a gate
30 yea, right down my waste, might just catch a case

[Rich The Kid Chorus Part 1:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex Chorus Part-2:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on my me, swear to God, I’ll bring him down

[Famous Dex:]
I walk right in the party
Red bottoms on, how you do that?
Wait
Lemme call up Rozay
Hold up, yea
"Bro where Rich at?"

[Rich The Kid:]
Haha
These broke niggas keep talking
Yo bitch keep on stalking
Diamond on me, put em in a coffin (hold on)
Green money like Boston (wait)

[Famous Dex:]
I know you wanna join the wave
Wait, cool of, hey
Fuck yo little bitch with a brace
Can’t fuck with them man they talk to the jakes (Oh man god Damn)

[Rich The Kid:]
Blue money like the wave
Goyard on me, I’m paid
I leave a mess on her face
New foreign on the escalade

[Famous Dex:]
Imma just fuck on her friend
Young nigga, we setting trends
Rich forever, yea we win
Pull up in the Mas’, nigga fuck a Benz

[Rich The Kid:]
She want a bag, I can buy that
Break her off like a Kit-Kat
Got a lay her down, Maserati was black
Try to ride the wave, get hit with a mac

[Rich The Kid Chorus Part 1:]
They tryna copy the wave
Too many chains like a slave
Rich Forever getting paid
Money machine might break

[Famous Dex Chorus Part-2:]
Whoa wait
They tryna copy the style
Watch how I jump in the crowd
Reach for my chain, boy how
30 on my me, swear to God, I’ll bring him down

Rich The Kid – Greedy (feat. Jeremih) (Keep Flexin Mixtape)

[Hook: Jeremih]
I don’t wanna get greedy
She only calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don’t read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit then won’t stop
Doing big, can’t stop
She only calls when she needy

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Let me pick and roll, say you want the play play
Want a fix huh? Slide in your playground
All she know is big business, all I know is gettin’ in it
I walk through some doors, just bought the coupe, no ceilings
Nah, I ain’t tryna just spend it, but fucked around and threw rain here
All I know is we runnin’, Forrest Gump into the money
Told her, "It’s bedtime" wrist on wristwatch
She said, "Daddy don’t stop" leave the band on my spot
Nope, they talkin’ in the street, some are chasin’ that Summer breeze
Face on a wall like Mona Lisa, clap that ass, don’t need no audience
So cold, leave the Summer [?], hope you ain’t on no teasin’ teasin’
So fine you ain’t gotta sneak her, kick a little then we get to sneakin’

[Hook: Jeremih]
I don’t wanna get greedy
She only calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don’t read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit then won’t stop
Doing big, can’t stop
She only calls when she needy
I don’t wanna get greedy
She only calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don’t read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit then won’t stop
Doing big, can’t stop
She only calls when she needy

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
She be callin’, she fiendin’, four in the mornin’, she need it
You a fool when you eat it, my flex on her for no reason
I’m in Paris, she freakin’, neck cold, wrist freezin’
Waterslide, she leakin’, straight to fuckin’, ain’t speakin’
From the bottom, got this shit out the street, I was hustlin’, made a mili a week
Overseas, on a jet for the cheese, fifteen hundred just for my jeans
All she know is big business, flexin’ up ’cause I’m winnin’
Copped the foreign a new Bentley, she wanna peel with that [?]
Why they hatin’, pull up Lamborghini, model bitches out the magazine
Lil’ foreign put on for the team, makin’ money, you can’t intervene
One hundred, I can never switch up, too foreign, got my trunk in the front
Bad bitch, give her dick and a blunt, too greedy, talkin’ ’bout what you want
Rich!

[Hook: Jeremih]
I don’t wanna get greedy
She only calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don’t read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit then won’t stop
Doing big, can’t stop
She only calls when she needy
I don’t wanna get greedy
She only calls when she needy
Got bands in the duffle
I count paper, don’t read it
Call me Mister Big Shot
I hit then won’t stop
Doing big, can’t stop
She only calls when she needy