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Childish Gambino – Have Some Love lyrics

[Hook]
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find

[Verse 1]
You got the power, you got the power
Of every hour, of every hour
I come to getcha and I know where you are
I come to getcha and I know where you are
It’s getting hot, it’s like a sauna
Then every night, in Arizona
They come to getcha when they grope in your mind
They think you creepy, getting down in your mind
They come to getcha, they come to getcha
It doesn’t matter, you making magic
I got the business to make a mind
I got the business to make a mind
And if you feel it, if you feel in your toes
And you act nothing like nobody knows
But if you want it, you got to want it

[Hook]
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find
Have a word

[Verse 2]
Come on baby, oh
Darling no, no, no, no, no, no, no
That’s right baby, that’s right
I see wherever, wherever, wherever you are
(Wherever, wherever, wherever you are)
I see wherever, wherever, wherever you are
(Wherever, wherever, wherever you are)
Wherever, wherever, wherever you are
(Wherever, wherever, wherever you are)
Do no wrong now
That’s right baby

[Bridge]
There’s a big wide world out there, I need to get in
We have got to really stay together (we gotta stay together)
And I hope and I pray, we will find it someday
We have got to really stay together (are we staying?), so—

[Hook]
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find
Have a word for your brother
Have some time for one another
Really love one another
It’s so hard to find

Childish Gambino – California lyrics

[Hook 1]
She want to move to California
She must’ve fucking lost her mind
She want to move to California
That’s how they get you every time

[Verse 1]
She make a movie with her friends
Put it up in a minute
Everybody say it now
Ain’t no loop at the minute
Everybody saying
“How, how you do it, you did it?”
I’ma show you what it done
But enough for a finish
Pay attention, you listen
You keep losing your mind
How you want to loop this shit
But looking like a Vine?

[Pre-Hook]
But they no pay for no privilege
Now she broke in Koreatown
In the condo you rented
Better get your percentage

[Hook 2]
In California, oh
She must’ve fucking lost her mind, yeah
He want to move to California
He want to hang with DC Fly

[Verse 2]
All the people all around and the follower people
I go watching a “haha,” make a girlfriend giggle
Make her feel so official, make it Serena Vista
Supernova, new residual, making money a little
Make the smoker illegal
Make the living illegal
Make the laughing illegal
Make it snap for a people
When you make a movie now
Know you making no difference
It’s a tickle on the mind
‘Fore me finish your sentence
So go pimp a like on Vine,

[Pre-Hook]
But don’t pay for the privilege
Now you broke in Koreatown
In the condo you rented
Better get your percentage
Oh, you broke in Koreatown
In that condo you rented
Better get your percentage

[Hook 2]
In California
She must’ve fucking lost her mind, yeah
He want to move to California
He want to hang with DC Fly

Childish Gambino – Boogieman lyrics

[Refrain]
With a gun in your hand
I’m the boogieman
I’m gonna come and get you

[Verse 1]
If you point a gun at my rising sun
Though we’re not the one
But in the bounds of your mind
We have done the crime

[Hook]
Boogieman, you’ve got to help us, can you?
(Yes I can)
Boogieman, you’ve got to help us, can you?
(Yes I can)

[Refrain]
With a gun in your hand
I’m the boogieman
I’m gonna come and get you

[Verse 2]
Every boy and girl all around the world
Knows my nigga’s words
But if he’s scared of me
How can we be free? Yeah

[Hook]
Boogieman, you’ve got to help us, can you?
(Yes I can, oh)
Boogieman, you’ve got to help us, can you?
(Yes I can, oh)

Amon Amarth – First Kill lyrics

The first man I killed was the earl’s right-hand man
When he came to take her away
I ran his own sword straight through his throat
And then I stood there, watching him fall
The first blood I spilled was the blood of a bard
I had to wipe the smile away
I was not yet a man, nor was I a boy
But still, I made that bastard pay
So I left him there, on the stone floor
Bathing in a pool of his own blood
My one and only choice was to flee this land
To leave this wretched place for good

I am an outcast
All alone
I’m a nomad without home
I am an outlaw
I’m disowned
And I am no man’s son

Through the cold midwinter nights on a southbound winding path
The stars and moon my only light and the earl’s men closing fast
I swore that I’d return, that I would see him burn
I will live it in my dreams the smell, the blood, his dying screams

To my father I was dead, he took his hand from me
He drove me away, I was shunned
My one and only choice was to leave this land
To become the pagan they would hunt

I am an outcast
All alone
I’m a nomad without home
I am an outlaw
I’m disowned
And I am no man’s son

I am an outcast
All alone
I’m a nomad without home
I am an outlaw
I’m disowned
And I am no man’s son

Баста (Basta) – Сансара (Samsara) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Делай вопреки, делай от руки
Мир переверни, небо опрокинь
В каждом наброске, в каждом черновике
Учитель продолжается в своём ученике
Всю мою жизнь я иду ко дну
Всю мою жизнь я искал любовь, чтобы любить одну
Они сказали, нас поздно спасать и поздно лечить
Плевать, ведь наши дети будут лучше, чем мы
Лучше, чем мы
Лучше, чем мы

[Chorus]
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама

[Verse 2]
Нас не стереть, мы живём назло
Пусть не везёт, но мы своё возьмём
Это небо – вместо сцены, здесь всё вверх ногами
И эти звёзды в темноте – тобой зажжённый фонарик
Тысяча меня до меня и после меня будет
Тысяча меня и в тысячах не меня – тыща меня
И мы снова вдребезги и нас не починить
Плевать, ведь наши дети будут лучше, чем мы
Лучше, чем мы
Лучше, чем мы

[Chorus]
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама

[Bridge]
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама

[Chorus]
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама
Когда меня не станет, я буду петь голосами
Моих детей и голосами их детей
Нас просто меняют местами
Таков закон Сансары – круговорот людей
Ой, мама

Баста (Basta) – Выпускной (Медлячок) (Graduation Day) lyrics

[Chorus]
Медлячок, чтобы ты заплакала
И пусть звучат они все одинаково
И пусть банально и не талантливо
Но как сумел на гитаре сыграл и спел
Выпускной и ты в красивом платьице
И тебе вот-вот семнадцать лет
Я хотел тебе просто понравиться
И как сумел на гитаре сыграл

[Verse 1]
Вся наша школа сошла с ума от этой новенькой
В мой класс она зашла, и сразу понял я
И Купидон мне в сердце не стрелою дал, а пулею
Сказала наша классная: “Детки, знакомьтесь с Юлею”
И вот, я словно тень плетусь за Юлей, амурный хлюпик
Подойти боюсь я к Юле, вдруг меня она не любит
А вдруг другого любит Юля, любит не меня
Ведь в мечтах на двоих у меня с Юлей одна фамилия
И так полгода, днем пожар, а ночью бессонница
Сердце рвется, но лед никак не тронется
Но как-то утром я решил сделать первый шаг
Купил цветы и под подъезд, лишь бы ты пришла
И ты пришла, драма по классике
Но не одна пришла, а под ручку с одноклассником
И ударились об землю небеса
И тогда я написал, Юля

[Chorus]
Медлячок, чтобы ты заплакала
И пусть звучат они все одинаково
И пусть банально и не талантливо
Но как сумел на гитаре сыграл и спел
Выпускной и ты в красивом платьице
И тебе вот-вот семнадцать лет
Я хотел тебе просто понравиться
И как сумел на гитаре сыграл
Медлячок, чтобы ты заплакала
И пусть звучат они все одинаково
И пусть банально и не талантливо
Но как сумел на гитаре сыграл и спел
Выпускной и ты в красивом платьице
И тебе вот-вот семнадцать лет
Я хотел тебе просто понравиться
И как сумел на гитаре сыграл

[Verse 2]
К черту завален учебный процесс, папа с мамой в стрессе
Весь болезненный, потерял в весе килограмм десять
Не пьет, не ест, вместо конспектов пишет песни
Песни о своей принцессе
Ты с другим, а я погиб, Юля
И мы с ним кровные враги, Юля
Потому что не со мною ты, а с ним
Юля, Юля
(Пусть их рассудит пуля)
Перемотаю пленку на 20 лет назад
Гитара, бас, барабаны, старый актовый зал
Завалены экзамены, ни одного предмета я не сдал
100 репетиций и перед тобой пою, как рок-звезда
Я в эту песню не сумел вместить всех своих чувств
Но на всю жизнь я заучил эти четверостишия наизусть
Ты так и не узнала, что я тебе посвятил эти стихи
Мой самый первый трек из них – хит всех выпускных

[Chorus]
Медлячок, чтобы ты заплакала
И пусть звучат они все одинаково
И пусть банально и не талантливо
Но как сумел на гитаре сыграл и спел
Выпускной и ты в красивом платьице
И тебе вот-вот семнадцать лет
Я хотел тебе просто понравиться
И как сумел на гитаре сыграл
Медлячок, чтобы ты заплакала
И пусть звучат они все одинаково
И пусть банально и не талантливо
Но как сумел на гитаре сыграл и спел
Выпускной и ты в красивом платьице
И тебе вот-вот семнадцать лет
Я хотел тебе просто понравиться
И как сумел на гитаре сыграл

Баста (Basta) – Моя игра (My Game) (feat. Guf) lyrics

[Verse 1: Баста]
Они кричали мне:
– Твоя игра проиграна! Корабли потоплены!
Убираясь в сопли плевались воплями
Я помню тех, кто улыбаясь мне в глаза
Кидали в спину камни, да, времена
На кассетных лентах – рэп-легенды
Садовая, “Сквозняк”, туса, помнишь это?
Не было больших бабок, крупных ставок
Крутых иномарок, ненужных рамок
Пара банок пива, снаряд дешевого пойла
Ракета прущего дыма и море свободы
Серьезные помыслы, прущие скорости, мама с вопросами:
– Куда ты дел совесть? Стань взрослым
Я в ответ молчал виновато
– Посмотри на брата, разве трудно быть нормальным?
Им не понять меня, не поменять меня
Хотели поломать меня – им не поймать меня
В чём моя вина? Думал бежать отсюда
Хлопал дверями злобно – обида-паскуда
Мама била посуду и тихо плакала
Молилась за меня Богу – свечи ставила
Белый.. жидкий.. ложка.. пламя плавит..
Вставило – стало быть, опять всё заново
Встречать зарево, проклиная игры разума
Это в последний раз – я клянусь, мама
Спазмы отчаянья в приступах ревности
Двери с петель ради поиска вечности
“- Дай, за двести, грамм этой прелести
Плюс еще три меняю на крест с цепочкой”
Как и прежде улицы несут отчаянье
Этот убил нечаянно, этот погиб случайно
Птицы печали кружат над нашими головами
И мы мечтаем ночами начать все заново
Мы отменили правила, играя в лабиринтах
Наши имена становятся титрами грустных фильмов
Проигрывая, берём взаймы для реванша
Вместо того, чтобы идти дальше без шансов
Здесь тот, кто проиграл гонку за богатство
Отдав предпочтение тому, что нравится
Это мой путь, брат, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я

[Hook]
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна

[Verse 2: Guf]
В архиве пятнадцатой психиатрической больницы
Его история болезни – сто восемьдесят три страницы
И раз в два года, он как по инструкции
Заезжает сюда с навязчивой идеей хип-хоп революции
Все началось на той сумасшедшей тусе
Двухтысячный, Новый год, где-то в Приэльбрусье
Баста был там, он должен быть в курсе
Как я водил там эти долбаные экскурсии
Два синих комбинезона с чемоданчиками
Пришли забирать одного сумасшедшего мальчика:
– Это он?
– Да, это наш сын. А что с ним?
– Ну поговорите, сами всё увидите!
Я смотрю новости, только что Путин пришел к власти
И тут на тебе, пожалуйста:
– Присаживайтесь, здрасьте
Мне просто скоро надо будет в государственной думе
Выступать с докладом
– Угу….
Доктор садится рядом:
– Да, интересно. И на какую тему будешь читать?
– Сейчас нет времени вам всё это объяснять
Мы просто тут готовим хип-хоп переворот
Папа, дай ключи от машины, надо съездить в аэропорт
Нужно встретить там рейс из Амстердама
Пацаны обещали загнать мне пару килограммов
Еще приедет Бока на своем танке
Остановится в гостинице “Президент ” на Якиманке
Привязанный за руки и за ноги к железной кровати
Я объясняю психам вокруг, что щас тут будет пати
Будет музон, бухло, тёлки, кокос и ганжа
Они не понимают даже, кого они вяжут
Медсестра слушала долго, склонив голову
Сходила за аминазином и галоперидолом
Санитар помог меня скрутить, чтобы сделать уколы
Три дня комы, обстановка до боли знакома
Я читаю свой рэп людям в клетчатых пижамах
– Здравствуй, мама
Стойте.. Это не моя мама!
Это мой путь, брат, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я

[Hook]
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна
Моя игра, моя игра
Она мне принадлежит и таким же как и я
Моя игра, моя игра
Здесь правила одни и цель одна

Warbringer – Scorched Earth lyrics

Indiscriminate killings
Lacking reason why
Hunting you down from the sky
A trail of destruction
Afflicting plague and strife
Leaving the sick ones to die

Scorched earth
Scorched earth

Without mercy, with no regret
Got you in my sight for the kill
Pull the trigger and you fall
Cadavers of the slain lie there without number
I pile their bones into my throne
And drink from human skulls

Scorched earth
Scorched earth

Indiscriminate murder
Exterminating life
The masses cut down to size

Relentless shotgun violence
You’re caught in the crossfire
Instant annihilation
Pierced from every side

Scorched!

Scorched Earth
Scorched Earth!

SOFI TUKKER – Moon Tattoo lyrics

Moon if I don’t bottle you,
That may be much more pure
Moon if I don’t bother you,
That may be much more mature
But Moon, I wanna show you off
I wanna dress in you,
And then I wanna take you off,
And show my Moon tattoos..
Moon I wanna paint you on,
Moon I wanna show you off,
Moon I wanna show you to,
My process and my prayers..
Moon I wanna dress in you,
Moon I wanna see you blue,
Moon I wanna show you how..
I won’t resist your stare

Moon I wanna paint you on
Moon I wanna show you off
Moon I wanna show you to
My process and my prayer
Moon I wanna dress in you
Moon I wanna see you blue
Moon I wanna show you how
I won’t resist your stare

Guess my Moon tattoos should fade
Their gentle silhouette,
Moon I’ll catch you on again
You tucked me in before we met,
You tucked me in before we met,
You tucked me in before we met,
You tucked me in before we met..

SOFI TUKKER – Awoo (feat. Betta Lemme) lyrics

[Chorus: Sophie and Betta Lemme]
I know I did not raise a wrist
I know I did not capture it
It came (it came), it went (it went)
It con (it con), quered quick
I was there and then I quit

AWOO

[Chorus]

AWOO

[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]

Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh Ahhhhh
AWOO

[Chorus]2X

AWOO

SOFI TUKKER – Benadryl lyrics

[Verse 1]
I lost my sanity with my socks
One at a time, I barely noticed
‘Til one day I found they all were gone
I couldn’t find them and I couldn’t focus

[Pre-Chorus]
We gotta put this to bed
(‘Cause I got some things to do)
(I got some things to do)
We gotta put this to bed
(‘Cause I got some things to do)
(I got some things to do)

[Chorus]
Oh, how you make me laugh
Benadryl in the bath
Oh, how you make me laugh
Benadryl in the bath
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do
I can’t keep losing the socks
Taking up too many thoughts
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do

[Post-Chorus]
Apaixonada, apaixonada
Saquei, saquei minha arma
Minha alma, minha calma
Só você não sacou – cê não sacou
Alma, minha calma
Só você não sacou nada
Saquei minha arma, minha, saquei minha arma

[Verse 2]
Strands of colored hair in the sink
Jewels and glitter, sushi and candy
Bits of purple dust and bits of pink
Your hand tattoo inked in my memory

[Pre-Chorus]
We gotta put this to bed
(‘Cause I got some things to do)
(I got some things to do)
We gotta put this to bed
(‘Cause I got some things to do)
(I got some things to do)
Oh, how you make me laugh
Benadryl in the bath

[Chorus]
Oh, how you make me laugh
Benadryl in the bath
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do
I can’t keep losing the socks
Taking up too many thoughts
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do

[Post-Chorus]
Apaixonada, apaixonada
Saquei, saquei minha arma
Minha alma, minha calma
Só você não sacou – cê não sacou
Nada, apaixonada
Saquei, saquei minha arma
Minha alma, minha calma
Só você não sacou

[Chorus]
Oh, how you make me laugh
Benadryl in the bath
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do
I can’t keep losing the socks
Taking up too many thoughts
We gotta put this to bed
‘Cause I got some things to do

SOFI TUKKER – Drinkee lyrics

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Tucker]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge: Sophie]
Re, re, re, re
Relógio
Relógio
Relógio
Relógio

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Bridge: Sophie]
Re, re, re, re
Re
Re
Re
Re

[Chorus: Tucker]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

[Bridge: Sophie]
To
To
To
To
To, to, to, to
To, to, to, to

(To) Relógio (Com Deus me deito, com Deus me levanto)
Relógio (Eu tomo um drinque, eu fico tonto)
Relógio (Com Deus me deito, com Deus me levanto)
Relógio (Eu tomo um drinque, eu fico tonto)

[Chorus: Sophie]
Com Deus me deito
Com Deus me levanto
Comigo eu calo
Comigo eu canto
Eu bato um papo
Eu bato um ponto
Eu tomo um drinque
Eu fico tonto

SOFI TUKKER – Déjà Vu Affair lyrics

[Verse 1]
We’re in a junction, we’re in a champagne room
But no other people are breathing this air with you
It’s a secret, honey, a chocolate perfume
I like to close my eyes and feel the way it moves

[Chorus 1]
We don’t even dare
To breathe such loose thin air
They all run away
Of this déjà vu affair

[Verse 2]
This hatred wind chime, I chemical appeal
Hallucinations of what the now reveals
It’s realistic, and a sculptural idea
I like to say no words and let the human feel

[Chorus 2]
We don’t even dare
What happens out there
We just rest away
Of this déjà vu affair

SOFI TUKKER – Energia lyrics

[Verse 1]
Era uma vez o sol e a lua
Se refletindo no céu e no mar
A velha terra entrou numa fria
Falta a energia, desligaram o ar

[Pre-Chorus]
Chegou a hora do carro zunir
Chegou a hora do jeep lunar
Agora eu quero me divertir
Agora eu quero me esbaldar

[Chorus]
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia

[Verse 2]
Era uma vez o sol e a lua
Se refletindo no céu e no mar
A velha terra entrou numa fria
Falta a energia, desligaram o ar

[Pre-Chorus]
Chegou a hora do carro zunir
Chegou a hora do jeep lunar
Agora eu quero me divertir
Agora eu quero me esbaldar

[Chorus]
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia
Da-da-da da minha energia, da-da minha energia

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da min…
Da-da-da-da-da min…
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

[Bridge]
Chegou a hora do carro zunir
Chegou a hora do jeep lunar
Agora eu quero me divertir
Agora eu quero me esbaldar

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da min…
Da-da-da-da min…

[Chorus]
Era uma vez o sol e a lua
Se refletindo no céu e no mar
A velha terra entrou numa fria
Falta a energia, desligaram o ar
Chegou a hora do carro zunir
Chegou a hora do jeep lunar
Agora eu quero me divertir
Agora eu quero me esbaldar

Da-da-da-da-da min…

SOFI TUKKER – Fuck They lyrics

[Intro]
I don’t give a fuck about they
I don’t give a fuck about they

[Verse 1]
Oh, they put me up, pin me down, tire me slowly
After that, after they, nothing is holy
Play the freak, pray for weeks, smooth out my body
‘Cause after all

[Pre-Chorus]
Deep down in the world, on this rock, we got
All these rules that everyone keep making up
Who the fuck is they? I wanna meet with them
I wanna be real nice, I wanna be their friend
We gonna get real close, we gonna laugh all night
We gonna have a moment then we say goodbye

[Drop]
I don’t give a fuck about they

[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t even give a fuck (Who’s they anyway?)
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t give a fuck

[Verse 2]
Oh my, what a time, what a vibe and we are hardly
Hardly beginning, oh, this party
We got us, we got they, we got an army
Oh, ’cause we know

[Pre-Chorus]
Deep down in the world, on this rock, we got
All these rules that everyone keep making up
Who the fuck is they? I wanna meet with them
I wanna be real nice, I wanna be their friend
We gonna get real close, we gonna laugh all night
We gonna have a moment then we say goodbye

[Drop]
I don’t give a fuck about they

[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t even give a fuck (Who’s they anyway?)
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t give a fuck

[Chorus]
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t even give a fuck (Who’s they anyway?)
I don’t give a fuck about they (Who’s they?)
Who gives a fuck about they? (Who’s they?)
I don’t give a fuck (They don’t even give a fuck)
They don’t give a fuck

[Outro]
I don’t give a fuck about they

SOFI TUKKER – Greed lyrics

(Aló!)

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Keeping you up all night
Keeping you up all night
Keeping you up all night
Keeping you up all night

Everywhere we go
People wanna know
Who you are
So we tell them
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Everywhere we go
People wanna know
Who you are
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them
(Keeping you up all night)
So we tell them

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Your ill will
Your sad song
Your haircut
Keeping you up all night

Your ego
Your crashing
Your greed
Keeping you up all night

Greed, greed, greed

SOFI TUKKER – Hey Lion lyrics

[Chorus]
Hey lion, you’re not…
Hey lion, you’re not…

[Verse]
Hey lion, you’re not my king
And I don’t want your worship
I’m already tall
Hey lion, you keep your gifts
I’ve got many of them
And I’m already full
Hey lion, please save your breath
You’ve already spoken
And I’ve heard it before
Hey lion, here comes our death
It’s time to silence you sermon
And to go back to war

[Chorus]
Hey lion, you’re not…
Hey lion, you’re not…

[Verse]
Hey lion, you’re not my king
And I don’t want your worship
I’m already tall
Hey lion, you keep your gifts
I’ve got many of them
And I’m already full
Hey lion, please save your breath
You’ve already spoken
And I’ve heard it before
Hey lion, here comes our death
It’s time to silence you sermon
And to go back to war

[Outro]
Hey lion, you’re not…
Lion King
Hey lion, you’re not
Lion King

SOFI TUKKER – Matadora lyrics

Ai de mim, aipim
Ô inhame, a batata é uma puta barata
Deixa ela pro nabo nababo que baba de bobo
Transa uma com a cebola
Aquele hálito? Que hábito! Me faz chorar
Ai de mim, aipim
Ô inhame, a batata é uma puta barata
Deixa ela pro nabo nababo que baba de bobo
Transa uma com a cebola
Aquele hálito? Que hábito! Me faz chorar
Ai de mim, aipim
Ô inhame, a batata é uma puta barata
Deixa ela pro nabo nababo que baba de bobo
Transa uma com a cebola
Aquele hálito? Que hábito! Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar

Ai de mim, aipim
Ô inhame, a batata é uma puta barata
Deixa ela pro nabo nababo que baba de bobo
Transa uma com a cebola
Aquele hálito? Que hábito! Me faz chorar
Ai de mim, aipim
Ô inhame, a batata é uma puta barata
Deixa ela pro nabo nababo que baba de bobo
Transa uma com a cebola
Aquele hálito? Que hábito! Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar
Me faz chorar

SOFI TUKKER – Mina lyrics

(Missing english part)

Ela é uma mina versátil
O seu mal é ser muito volúvel
Apesar do seu jeito volátil
Nosso caso anda meio insolúvel

Se ela veste seu manto diáfano
Sai de noite e só volta de dia
Eu escuto os cantores de ébano
E espero ela chegar da orgia

Ela pensa que eu sou fogo-fátuo
Que me esquenta em banho-maria
Se estouro sou pior que o átomo
Ainda afogo essa nega na pia

SOFI TUKKER – The Dare lyrics

Entre a coisa e o nome, a coisa
Entre o vinho e a taça, o vinho
Entre a boca e o batom, a boca
Entre a mão e a luva, a mão

Stare into anyone’s eyes for long enough, you might fall in love
Stare into anyone’s eyes for long enough, you might fall in love

Entre a coisa e o nome, a coisa
Entre o vinho e a taça, o vinho
Entre a boca e o batom, a boca
Entre a mão e a luva, a mão

Entre o pé e o salto, o pé
Entre a pele e o pano, a pele
Entre nós, nada

Between the thing and the name, the thing
Between the wine and the cup, the wine
Between the skin and the cloth, the skin
Between us, nothing

Stare into anyone’s eyes for long enough, you might fall in love
Stare into anyone’s eyes for long enough, you might fall in love

SOFI TUKKER – Baby I’m A Queen lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby I’m a queen, so why do you call me baby?
It’s been about a week, it’s too soon for nicknames

[Pre-Chorus]
You tire me out but fill me up
And I don’t mind it very much
You do not wait to wake me up
Too soon for mourning

[Chorus]
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for songs though
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for songs though

[Verse 2]
Maybe I’m a queen, and maybe I’m a baby
It’s been over a week, still too soon for nicknames

[Pre-Chorus]
You tire me out but fill me up
And I don’t mind it very much
You do not wait to wake me up
Too soon for mourning

[Chorus]
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for songs though
I might prefer desire to self control
I might prefer crying to being composed
I might prefer chaos to even flow
It’s too soon for songs though

SOFI TUKKER – Batshit lyrics

[Verse 1: Tucker Halpern]
Oh, you’re bad enough to me
Bad enough that we always have something to get over
Oh, you dress up so happy
Lookin’ so fancy
I got that salted chip on my shoulder
Oh, but when the night is deep
You find me in the streets
Asking me to come over

[Chorus: Sophie Hawley-Weld & Tucker Halpern]
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy

[Post-Chorus: Sophie Hawley-Weld & Tucker Halpern]
I’m batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit
Batshit

[Verse 2: Tucker Halpern]
Oh, but when the night is deep
You find me in the streets
Asking me to come over

[Post-Chorus: Tucker Halpern]
I’m batshit crazy

[Bridge: Sophie Hawley-Weld]
Batshit, batshit, batshit, batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit, batshit, batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit, batshit, batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit, batshit, batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit, batshit, batshit crazy

[Verse 1: Tucker Halpern]
Oh, you’re bad enough to me
Bad enough that we always have something to get over
Oh, you dress up so happy
Lookin’ so fancy
I got that salted chip on my shoulder
Oh, but when the night is deep
You find me in the streets
Asking me to come over

[Post-Chorus: Sophie Hawley-Weld & Tucker Halpern]
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy
Batshit, batshit
Batshit
I’m batshit crazy

[Outro: Tucker Halpern]
Oh

SOFI TUKKER – Best Friend (feat. NERVO, The Knocks & Alisa Ueno) lyrics

[Intro: Sofi Tukker]
I think that I’ll keep loving you, way past sixty-five
We made a language for us two, we don’t need to describe
Every time you call on me, I drop what I do
You are my best friend and we’ve got some shit to shoot

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus: The Knocks]
Yo, you wanna meet me at the bar? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the lounge? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the club? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me downtown? Okay!
Yo, you wanna meet me in the east? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me in the west? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me on the block? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the spot? Okay!

[Chrous: Sofi Tukker]
I think that I’ll keep loving you, way past sixty-five
We made a language for us two, we don’t need to describe
Every time you call on me, I drop what I do
You are my best friend and we’ve got some shit to shoot

[Verse 1: NERVO]
That’s the way it is
That’s the way it goes
It’s just us two, it’s deja-vu, it’s what we know
That’s the way we like it, don’t complicate
No need to fight it, just invite it
Yea-a-ah

[Verse 2: Alisa Ueno]
“Datte bare-bare” we’re in love
Ain’t nobody loved me like you’ve done
I might have first “dai ren’ai kitto saisho de saigo” in my life
Alisa from Tokyo
I’m so addictive like some Pokémon
“Aimai nante iranai nai”
Like “ichi ni san de” bye bye bye

[Bridge: Sofi Tukker]
Wanna be my new friend? We got a lot in common
We can talk ’bout nothin’, shoot the shit, we got shit to shoot

[Pre-Chorus: The Knocks]
Yo, you wanna meet me at the bar? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the lounge? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the club? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me downtown? Okay!
Yo, you wanna meet me in the east? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me in the west? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me on the block? YAWP!
Yo, you wanna meet me at the spot? Okay!

[Chrous: Sofi Tukker]
I think that I’ll keep loving you, way past sixty-five
We made a language for us two, we don’t need to describe
Every time you call on me, I drop what I do
You are my best friend and we’ve got some shit to shoot

[Outro: The Knocks]
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna meet?
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna meet?
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna meet?
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna
Yo, you wanna meet?

SOFI TUKKER – Good Time Girl (feat. Charlie Barker) lyrics

[Verse 1: SOFI TUKKER]
When I said it out loud, it wasn’t as strong as it was in my head
I tried not to think about it, so it came back louder
I think it’s been about a year since I became a snob
Decided not to play along, so it grew bigger

[Chorus: SOFI TUKKER]
Me and my head have become very, very, very close
We decided not to tell you, to tell you about it
We’re just gonna play it safe
Do what we know
Play it cool, lay it low
Not tell you about it
And here I am playing by myself
Me and my superiority complex
And here I am playing by myself
Me and my inferiority contest
I’m not winning, but I’m having a very good time

[Post-Chorus: SOFI TUKKER]
You can call me, you can call me
You can call me the good time girl

[Verse 2: Charlie Barker]
When I said it out loud, it didn’t sound as good
I couldn’t be as proud of my original thought
I’m not trying to whisper what should be [?]
But I can’t imagine being out of control
I knocked off the top, my head and I
When I’m all alone but I’m in my prime
Don’t want the throne when I’m doing just fine
Just as long as I’m having a real good time

[Chorus: SOFI TUKKER]
Me and my head have become very, very, very close
We decided not to tell you, to tell you about it
We’re just gonna play it safe
Do what we know
Play it cool, lay it low
Not tell you about it
And here I am playing by myself
Me and my superiority complex
And here I am playing by myself
Me and my inferiority contest
I’m not winning, but I’m having a very good time

[Post-Chorus: SOFI TUKKER]
You can call me, you can call me
You can call me the good time girl

SOFI TUKKER – Johny lyrics

Johny? Está me ouvindo?
Sim, sim claro, tua mãe e eu perdoamos
Já perdoamos, eu disse perdoamos
Isso acontece, claro acontece a qualquer um
Eu disse qualquer um é to anyone
É claro tudo perdoado
Johny do you do you do you do you
Johny can you hear me? Johny?

Johny?

Johny? Está me ouvindo?
Sim, sim claro, tua mãe e eu perdoamos
Já perdoamos, eu disse perdoamos
Isso acontece, claro acontece a qualquer um
Eu disse qualquer um é to anyone
É claro tudo perdoado
Johny do you do you do you do you
Johny can you hear me? Johny?

Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?

Why are you so loud?
I don’t like the way you dress
Brush more [?]
Keep your voice down
Hey!

Johny?

Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?

Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny can you hear me?
Johny?

SOFI TUKKER – My Body Hurts lyrics

[Verse 1]
I woke up late, my dreams were loud
They settled down into the kitchen then I win ’em back to bed
I tried to rest, the dreams came back
I couldn’t learn all of the lessons that I knew I could’ve had
And once I started, started to think
I got tossed inside a tumbleweed, a many-headed thing
So I’m here on the other side
Feeling fucked up and bridled inside my own mind

[Chorus]
My body hurts
I’m overwhelmed
I complain because I want to and it feels so good to yell
I’m overtired, I overfought
My brain is tired, too much work
No gain and too much thought

[Verse 2]
I’m still fucked up
I’m still in pain
I throw my clothes against the wall
I warp myself like I’m insane
I let it out, I’ve gotten loud
I feel a little bit better now

[Bridge]
My body hurts
I’m overwhelmed
It feels so good to yell

[Chorus]
My body hurts
I’m overwhelmed
I complain because I want to and it feels so good to yell
I’m overtired, I overfought
My brain is tired, too much work
No gain and too much thought

Баста (Basta) – Папа What’s Up (Daddy What’s Up) lyrics

[Интро]
Папа много работает
Он часто на концертах и на студии
Я пишу письма папе на WhatsApp
И звоню ему на FaceTime
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа WhatsApp

[Припев]
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up

[Куплет 1]
Время летит быстрее, чем хотелось бы
Жизнь дана одна, я хочу её до дна испить
Меня несет попутный ветер, либо лютый шторм
Меня зовут дороги те, что не прошел
Я люблю своё дело и это, походу, взаимно
Бог дает шанс иногда авансом, иногда взаймы
Я не упустил свой – кого-то это злит
Я могу сказать на это “Слушай, извини”
Между нами тысячи километров
И по ту сторону экрана
У меня тут слишком поздно
У вас там слишком рано
Мама вам готовит завтрак
У меня поздний ужин на скорую руку
Целую вас крепко, вечером концерт
Посплю, и дальше в тур
В бесконечном круговороте самых важных дел
Я исчезаю из ваших жизней, и так каждый день
Новый бит, новый текст, новый клип, новый релиз
Я несусь вперед, я обгоняю жизнь
Мои дочки так сильно похожи на батю
Что их за это легко можно обвинить в плагиате
Они Инь и Янь, когда мы втроем – это три меня
Три меня, представляешь – это банда, это криминал!
Выхожу на связь, не закончился бы интернет
Я смотрю на вас – “Папа, привет!”
Папа по Скайпу, папа по Фейстайму
Папа по жизни, папа по стайлу

[Припев]
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up

[Куплет 2]
Мои девочки, мои дочки
Огонёчки с глазами ангелочков
Долгожданный отпуск, мы летим на моря
Со мной мои бандитки, папа снова играет в главаря
Мама ушла на два часа, и это трудное испытание
Но папа должен что-то добавить к воспитанию
Я суровый отец, слышишь? Я глава семейства!
Слышишь, не веди себя так! Ты успокойся, ты не смейся!
Забастовка, беспорядки, люди требуют шоколад
Ну что ж, пока мамы нет, можно и пошиковать
Пиратский корабль, мы идем на абордаж
Эй, на корабле – ваш корабль теперь наш!
Один на один против двух вождей краснокожих
Хорошим папой быть очень сложно
Нет смысла вам читать нотации
Вы смотрите на меня, и железный папа плавится
Да, папка – тряпка! Да, папка – добряк!
Папка делает суровое лицо и это папкин белый флаг
Мои девочки – в них мой смысл
Я выиграл это счастье в борьбе за самую счастливую жизнь
Папе пора лететь, папа в суете
Далеко, но рядом, папа на высоте
Папа по Скайпу, папа по Фейстайму
Папа по жизни, папа по стайлу
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа WhatsApp

[Припев]
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up
Папа в самолетах, папа в поездах
И мы с вами в разных часовых поясах
Я пишу вам эти строчки
Дочке – вместо точки – смайл
Папа Skype, папа FaceTime
Папа What’s Up

[Аутро]
Папа рядом всегда!

Childish Gambino – Saturday lyrics

[Verse 1]
God, this 9 to 5 just keep on killing me
I wanna leave this place like all the time
Talking to my boss, he just can’t feel the dream
That’s the chance to let me blow your mind

[Bridge]
Can’t take a break (and you know that’s right)
Money is tight (and you know that’s right)
It’s on my mind
Can’t break away (and you know that’s right)
Money is tight (and you know that’s right)
It’s on my mind

[Pre-Chorus]
And the rhythm gotcha
You can’t even hide it, acting so intoxicated
When you text me, “hold on”
You will be there—girl, just hold on, uh!

[Chorus]
Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl
And all of mine
Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl
And all of mine

[Interlude]
Ooh, aye
Give it too me now
Woo, aye
Uh, aye, aye, aye

[Verse 2]
God, this 9 to 5 just keep on killing me
Tryna leave this place like all the time
Oh, my aching bones, they just keep killing me
Can’t afford to have them spend my dime, hey

[Pre-Chorus]
When the rhythm gotcha
You can’t even hide it, acting so intoxicated
When you text me, “hold on”
I will be there—girl, just hold on, uh!

[Chorus]
Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl
And all of mine
Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl
And all of mine

Childish Gambino – Fucks Given lyrics

[Produced by: Nick Banga]

[Intro: DJ Drama]
She text me today
She said she hate me
She’s not the first
She probably won’t be the last
I don’t give a fuck

[Hook]
I came here to do my own shit
I came here to do my own shit
No fucks given
No fucks given

[Verse 1]
What you know about me
No one else can do it like me
No one else can do it like me
I was checking I.D
She don’t look 18
She don’t know 18, no
I was doing my thing
You know I was tossing that green
We ain’t even on the same team
We ain’t even hit her with the real shit
I’mma show these mother fuckers you ain’t really seen bread
Aaw, I’mma do it for the real niggas
When them boys ain’t feeling ya
Real only see real nigga
Heard of Bino man that boy amazing
You don’t hear me cause a nigga blazing, blazing
Oh you don’t want a problem
You don’t want yo’ man to solve ’em, naw

[Hook]
I came here to do my own shit
I came here to do my own shit
No fucks given
No fucks given

[Verse 2]
I’m killin’ these niggas off a mixtape
And most these niggas out been fake
Me and my niggas all homeless
We ain’t hear shit that y’all told us
We was getting money, you ain’t getting money
All we did was study, all we did was study
We don’t give a fuck about status
Girls and you know I got baddest
Just cut her off, she the saddest
Wish a nigga would like Aladdin
No chill, dress code I’m like “oh well”
She ain’t seen my hotel
Man them numbers don’t bode well
War is hell
This ain’t war but I’m beefin’ nigga, my ether nigga, wooh
I don’t fuck with the fake shit
More green than a spaceship
We don’t fuck with y’all, no way
Y’all ain’t got no taste
Rap is not bold face
Now we in the mix
If you broke we can fix it
Sayin’ I ain’t doing things, look at this shit
Look at this shit, look at this shit

[Hook]
I came here to do my own shit
I came here to do my own shit
No fucks given
No fucks given

Childish Gambino – No Small Talk (feat. Kari Faux) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama]
As time goes on (Hello?, hello?)
Your talk keeps getting smaller (Hello?, hello?)
As Childish lives in his short shorts,
He’s got no time for your short money!

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
Two gold chains and I still don’t never wear ’em
Why would I wear ’em? Cheese like a camera
Spendin’ money son a bitch nigga like Sanford
I’m lookin’ in the mirror, I’m like ‘Damn, I’m so handsome’
If it ain’t ’bout that money, why a young god answer?
Ghost on my wrist (wrist), got me so Casper
Flow so cold, watch them haters get asthma
And every time we fuckin’, man she think that’s the last one

[Hook: Kari Faux (8x)]
Bitch I’m takin’ calls, no small talk

[Verse 2: Kari Faux]
Three cellphones and I still don’t ever call ’em
Why would I call ’em? Bitch you know I’m ballin’
Spendin’ money, make it bounce back like Spalding (Swish)
Got a new nigga and he say he from New Orleans
And he ain’t talkin’ money nigga, why the fuck you talkin’
All my bitches bossy, all my diamonds flossy
Rap game sriracha man you know I’m saucy
I got a white dude in Boston, he whip an Audi

[Hook: Kari Faux (4x)]
Bitch I’m takin’ calls, no small talk

[Verse 3: Childish Gambino]
Young Bino, we be mobbin’
You don’t see me, I’m on an island
These haters left us no choice
Leave the trap like so moist
Little rock like dope boys
Oh my God, I’m out of fucks
Colombian but she ain’t a plug
That’s racist
In ’96 I had K-swiss
You 96 with some fake bitch
And I 69’d with a bunch of dimes and that money talk my language
Head game so Cambridge
God damn, you dirty…
You were lettin’ me bust in it
But if they ask I plead the fifth

[Bridge: Kari Faux]
Ok this the part where I need ya’ll to make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Make it bounce, make it bounce like Spalding
Got a new nigga and he say he from New Orleans

[Hook: Kari Faux]