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Cardi B – Money Bag lyrics

[Intro]
Money bag
Give me the money bag
Money bag
I’m lookin’ like a money bag
Money bag
Money bag

[Verse 1]
I do the Maybach on Monday, Ferrari Friday
This is sweet n*gger Saturday, that’s just what God say
I say “bae, it’s a snack”, he say it’s the entrée
With them pretty ass twins you look like Beyoncé

[Hook]
Lookin’ like
Money bag, money bag, money bag (uh)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (woo!)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (get it)
Money bag, money bag, money bag
[?] from the front, I got it behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

[Verse 2]
Everythin’ your nigga want, I’m like a walkin’ wishlist
I don’t understand what this hate is about
How you gon’ suck yo man dick with my name in yo mouth?

[Hook]
Lookin’ like
Money bag, money bag, money bag (uh)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (woo!)
Money bag, money bag, money bag (get it)
Money bag, money bag, money bag
[?] from the front, I got it behind me
And I park my Bentley truck on my Versace driveway

These bitches salty, they sodium
They jelly, petroleum
Always talkin’ in the background
But never come to the podium
Chef Cardi B, I’m cookin’ up
I see your bitch at the stove again
While ya hoes were sleepin’ on me
I made 40 bags by 4 pm

Sabrina Claudio – Don’t Let Me Down lyrics

[Verse 1: Sabrina Claudio]
Do you feel me here
Giving you love
Do you see me here
Opening up

[Pre-Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down aseme un petardo mamarrachon
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down
And I’ll keep you around

[Verse 2: Khalid]
Can I trust in you
If I give you myself
You’re the first to know
And I’ve had much to tell

[Pre-Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point (No one’s ever gotten, no one’s ever gotten)
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
And I’ll keep you around (hey, yeah yeah)

[Outro: Sabrina Claudio & Khalid]
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (yeah)
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (hey, yeah yeah)

Davis Mallory – Dance With Me lyrics

My head gets caught in the moment, but my heart doesn’t know it, heart doesn’t know it
Somehow I’m lost in the lonely, but it’s too hard to show it, too hard to show it
Danse avec moi
Danse avec moi
Danse avec moi
Do I fall in?
Do I fall in?
Do I fall in?

I travel down the West Coast with sun on my shoulders, the sun’s on my shoulders
My heart’s a winding road but I can’t control it and nobody knows it
Do I fall in love?
Do I fall In love?
Do I fall in love?
Do I fall in?
Lo-o-o-o-ove
Do I fall in Love?

You are the one to open my eyes
And you are the one to make me think twice
And you are the one I want to spend my life with

You are the one, you’re looking so nice
When I’m with you I’m in paradise
Spending my days thinking about you baby

You are the one, I want to be with
You’re on my mind, I just can’t forget you
You are the one I’m going to spend my life with
Oh baby

Do I fall in?
Do I fall in Lo-o-o-o-o-ve?
Do I fall in?

Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I fall in love?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I? Do I?
Do I fall in?

Do I fall in Lo-o-o-o-o-o-ve?
Do I fall in?

Ayo And Teo – Hold My Sauce lyrics

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
I’m a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flights
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
I’m a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flights
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Verse 1: Teo]
What’s the price
Like a hunnid’ K
Dunkin’ ’em up like a runaway
My diamonds shine when the sun away
Hold my sauce (hold it)
Nibba you tell by the watch (hey)
All y’all haters gone talk (facts)
Tays so tired of my cough (*cough*)
One hand randyma (dab)
Never gone take a loss (no)
Never gone spill my sauce (hold it up)
Last round I’m a boss

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Verse 2: Ayo]
Diamonds, on me
I’m looking like a glacier
Yo main do
He too broke
He still gotta pay you
Off white, Supreme
I be mixing flavors
My momma, she love me
She still be whipping flavors
Came out the hood had to grow up (aye)
Got a new family that shown up (aye)
Eat so much wood, make you throw up (aye)
Bad lil Bih’ yeah she foreign (aye)

[Hook: Teo]
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right
Hold my sauce
Haters loss
Im’a boss
Diamonds clear like Voss
What’s the price
Private flight
Outta sight
And I’m dripped up right

[Outro: Teo]
Yeah

Tove Styrke – On The Low lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna hold up, I don’t wanna slow down
I’m tryna like you less, don’t make sense to me
I don’t wanna wait up, I don’t wanna waste time
Just want you and I, with no space in between

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
And I never shoulda intertwined with you
But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
I can’t shut it down, shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me
We’re too damn good to let it be
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
Yeah, you and I
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

[Verse 2]
Why you need space now?
I don’t wanna zoom out
Now, what’s wrong with you being close to me? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, why you wanna play it cool?
It’s gonna make me hate you, me too
Sorry, I’m just saying what I feel (oh, oh)

[Pre-Chorus]
But maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
Having way too many good times with you
But what the hell am I supposed to do?
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
I can’t shut it down, shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me
We’re too damn good to let it be
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
Yeah, you and I (you and I)
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie (I can’t lie)
I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

[Bridge]
Maybe I’ve been spending way too many nights with you
Probably never shoulda intertwined with you
Maybe we should leave it as this
But I’m gonna end up so miserable
And I can’t shut it down, down

[Chorus]
‘Cause you and me (you and me)
We’re too damn good to let it be (let it be)
And I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
Yeah, you and I (you and I)
We’re too damn good and I can’t lie (I can’t lie)
‘Cause I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low
On the low
No, I don’t wanna keep it on the low, low, low, low, low, low

Future & Young Thug – Group Home

[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I’m marryin’ my dreams, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t mint
I smell codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Abel, both brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I’m talkin’ to him everyday
All my littles wonder if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I’m imperial
Had to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin’ in a castle
I’m hustlin’, tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby
Yeah, he don’t know I finessed him
‘Cause the homies, they was ’bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
‘Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains
I’m back from the grave, I’m damn near insane
I sold so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I smell codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
‘Bout to WCW my bitch friend, I’m too wrong
Got a black 45 FN, I don’t do chrome
Fuck these niggas, I’m kickin’ ’em out the loop, woah
I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like it’s elastic (Yeah!)
12 cartridge for these bastards (Yeah!)
Swiggy swaggy, I’ma devil (Yeah!)
I got the shits in Cali (Cali!)
I got the kids a Denali (Swerve!)
I bulletproof all the windows (On God!)
I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (Blat!)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (Yeah!)
Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin’ Charger (Charger!)
I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her
I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (Night to mornin’, yeah!)
You can fuck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch)
It’s too hard to dedicate to you, I’m so scared of shame
I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing
My bitches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain’t nothin’ but bitches
Yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

Now, Now – Az

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Oh holy figure at the edge of my bed
She leaned in closely and said nothing to me
Repeating image of you, when I’m alone
I see you calling to me
Then I see nothing at all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Verse 2]
Oh holy vision at the end of my bed
She leaned in closely and said nothing to me
I was young, with the sun
I had no reason to run
I see you calling to me
Then I see nothing at all

[Pre-Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Instrumental]

[Pre-Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all

[Chorus]
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all
Back to the sun, we all drove out to Arizona
Back to the heart of it all (back to the heart of it all)

[Outro]
(Back to the heart of it all)
(Back to the heart of it all)

DJ Esco & Future – Bring It Out (feat. O.T. Genasis)

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

[Verse 1: O.T. Genesis]
Whip that soda, ice like polar
Double on motor on the motorola
Got your main thing, took her to boa
Took her to the crib, made her do yoga
I got bitches I know that you ain’t seen yet
Got the 4488 you ain’t see yet
These rappers gonna make me pull out my tennis chain
I’m back and forth with my bitches like a tennis game
I’m killin’ niggas GYG, I put ’em in the hearse
My bitch killin’ you hoes, you know she had it first
I got ’em guns I do the most, yeah I love to roast
I could’ve got the wraith, but it can’t fit my hoes
I came up way up out the mud and turned up like a key
I hit the club and valet tell me I can keep my key
I’ll shoot it out with all these niggas I don’t give a fuck
I got a hundred niggas with me, I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Verse 2: O.T. Genesis]
Big face rollie, still rock
Air 15, leave a nigga hold up
Got a lotta cash, still move fast
Dope in the pot, spoon in the trash
I’m addicted to the pace, I’m a trap nigga
Why you talk behind my back you should act nigga
Make the money come back like a lap nigga
Treat you like you did good cause I clap niggas
I got shooters on deck and its real fun
Put your fingers in the air, get a real gun
Heard you got a bitch nigga, get a real one
Couple days in a month I hit a million
I done had too much to drink I done fell on her
Had a threesome with my bitch, put Chanel on her
I’m still married to the game, got my ring, yeah
Long clip beat hit his bitch, we can bang out

[Chorus: Future]
I got a thing in the car, I’m boutta bring it out
Fuck what you talkin’ ’bout nigga, we gotta bang it out
I keep my bitch in the house, I’m boutta bring her out
I got whips on whips this year, I’m bout to bring ’em out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bang it out
I’m boutta bang it out, I’m boutta bring it out
I put the mat on the rarri, I’m boutta bring it out
We don’t talk back to no cops, we just air ’em out

[Post-Chorus: Future]
If you ain’t spraying for the gang then we puttin’ you out
I got my jammers inside my shirt, don’t make me bring one out
I got that thing, exotic car, don’t make me bring it out
I put ’em burkins in the closet, told her bring one out, hah

NBA YoungBoy – Through The Storm

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for to tell it, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 1]
Today Friday so you know we on that Clyde and Dodo
I got black and white bitches knockin’ at my door though
I’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
I got it out in case a nigga wanna take a photo
Remember me and 3Three we used to ride up in a stolo
Now I’m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
Don’t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
I’m quick to let a nigga have it, you know I’ma blow though
Late at night I used to sneak out my grandfather window
And I was coolin’ on a flight, and I was hittin’ them licks though
Wasn’t for him I wouldn’t be shit, so I ain’t gotta trip though
Ten thousand dollars, that ain’t shit, I gave him that times three though

[Chorus]
Through the night when it be stormin’
Hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
Niggas tellin’ lies so I gotta be honest
Ask me for the Tellage, you know that I’ma run it
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

[Verse 2]
Can’t tote no gun but got that Glock when I’m up in the yo’ though
Plus my PO and the police knockin’ at my door though
I get creative, lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
I told Nini I’m comin’ back, she think I’m with a hoe though
Hundred grand in my pocket when I wanna flex
Back in the day them niggas laughed when I said I’m next
Up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
You know how I pop, fuck that shit, I put his ass to rest

[Chorus]
Turned up like you want it, we pulled up on that dumb shit
Flexin’ on these niggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
Ain’t no goin’ back, you know I’m gon’ keep it comin’
Ain’t no time to wait, so nigga play, we gon’ burn him

Eric Bellinger – Yikes

[Intro]
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
And this gon’ be your favorite song

[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
Give ’em what they demand
Bury you where you stand
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car
(Are you stupid?)
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 2]
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
(I don’t give a f—, stole from all you…)
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
Before yo’ next move, think twice
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
I put a couple grand on your head
Have some of your old friends become new foes
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
As I recall, I been that nigga
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
You Wesley Johnson
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
It’s Eazy

[Chorus]
And that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Eazy Call on the way
You should stay the fuck out my way
Get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 3]
Hol’ up, hol’ up
Got some more, got some more shit to say
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
You split up your checks like 150 ways
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
Hella plaques on the wall
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
April 6th, April 6th
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
Yikes

[Outro]
You should prolly just chill, bro
Just chill, take a L
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga

Post Malone – Stay (Live)

[Verse 1]
It’s true that all that you know is all that you are
You said that it’s all that you want and more
Fuck off and pour another drink
And tell me what you think
You know that I’m too drunk to talk right now
You put your cigarette out on my face
So beautiful, please woman

[Refrain]
Don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to…

[Verse 2]
Stay a little longer if you convince me
You tell me all the things that you have against me
Every time we make up, the truth is faded
Everybody’s blind when the view’s amazin’
Damn, who are we right now?
Can we have a little conversation?
Figure it out with no intoxication
We carry on, what is our motivation?
We’re never wrong, how the hell we gonna make it?
Maybe we’re used to this
Tell me, what are we to do
It’s like we only play to lose
Chasin’ pain with an excuse
I love that shit and so do you

[Refrain]
But don’t break your back for me
I’ll put you out of your misery

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay

[Guitar Solo]
Mr. Andrew Watt, ladies and gentlemen

[Chorus]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay

Hayley Kiyoko – Curious (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Yeah
I need a drink, whiskey ain’t my thing
But shit is all good
I can handle things- like I wish that you would
You’ve been out of reach, could you explain?
I think that you should
What you been up to?
Who’s been loving you good?

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
But don’t you worry, I can handle it
No, don’t you worry, I can handle it

[Chorus]
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
I’m just curious, is it serious?
I’m just curious, is it serious?

[Verse 2]
Calling me up, so late at night
Are we just friends?
You say you wanted me, but you’re sleeping with him
You think of me, I’m what you see
When you look at the sky
I don’t believe you
You ain’t been loving me right (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
But don’t you worry I can handle it
No, don’t you worry I can handle it

[Chorus]
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
I’m just curious, is it serious?
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
I’m just curious, is it serious?

[Bridge]
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
But don’t you worry I can handle it
No, don’t you worry I can handle it
If you let him, if you let him

[Chorus]
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
I’m just curious, is it serious?
I’m just curious, is it serious?

Joe Moses – Back Goin Brazy (feat. Future)

[Intro: Joe Moses & Future]
Shoot up your set, the K’s out, niggas they shoot, but never kill
Moses, he known for the drug deal, heavy be pushin’, that’s so fo’ real
My niggas raw and they so fo’ real, you niggas soft and you hoe fo’ real
All of my dawgs, they ’bout it, ’bout it (I’m goin’ too brazy)

[Chorus: Future]
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy
I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I’m back with a three piece, I’m back with the Uzi

[Verse 2: Joe Moses]
I’m back with the shooters, we [?] like Cuban
Stop actin’ stupid, my niggas they foolish (what?!)
Them niggas know, we shoot and you don’t (what?!)
Margiela and Louis, ya hoe is a groupie (what?!)
I put the that B on everything, married to us is a gang gang
Too much diamonds it’s chain gang, all of my bitches’ throwback
Blacking the track with a codine, all of my bitches’ is slouchy

More like a [?] man, Twist, my nigga forever
Smilely and P.T forever, B, he gonna get the cheddar
[?] my nigga he killin’, free all my niggas they illin’
NWB in the building, fuck it I’ll sign for a million
Fuck it I’ll sign for a bird (Prrr), throw it on caption and post it
Ain’t no more fuckin’ with Jody, L.A. they know that they know it
L.A. they know that they know it, L.A. they know that they know it

[Chorus: Future]
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy
I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I’m back with a three piece, I’m back with the Uzi

[Verse 3: Future]
My man kickin’ shit like he Bruce Lee
She bad, she on duty, I’m back makin’ movies
Kick back and boolin’, what’s brackin’? 400 clips in the wagon
These racks on me, I got the bracks on me, I got the racks on me, I got the bracks
I got the bracks on bracks, the bales, the bales, they come to get taxed
I got the braps, the braps, the braps, 100 a nigga get wacked
Shout out to OG Wacko, holdin’ it down on the West Boast
Smokin’ on gas by the pound from the West Boast
I pulled a bitch from the West Boast, I came back with the nitro
She want pink roses, I put diamonds on her toes
I put the B diamonds all on my neck and my wrist and then all on my ring, ring
[?] where them youngings at who gon’ make the bottle go ring, ring
Bzzz all on your head like a bee be

[Chorus: Future]
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy
I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I’m back with a three piece, (back with a three piece, back with a three piece)

Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty – Who Run It (Freestyle)

[Intro: Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty]
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
Huh, Big 14 Bitch
1400 yeah, 1400 yeah, 800 yeah
1400/800 lil’ nigga, flexin’ paper nigga
You know what the fuck goin’ on
Yeah, ayy, hold on, ayy

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Real niggas live by the code
Catch a nigga lack on my fuckin’ bros
I don’t fuck with opps, all y’all niggas’ hoes
Met a few of ’em, y’all could get exposed
With my nigga too, head off the pole
Put it to your nose, leave your body froze
Do a trill, catch another body though
Like, that’s my fuckin’ hobby, yo
I’m a real nigga, in the field witcha, doin’ trill witcha
All my lil’ niggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
Big Trippie keep it real witcha
I’m a real nigga, in the field witcha, doin’ trill witcha
All my lil’ niggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
Big Trippie keep it real witcha
Lil’ nigga let them lullas fly, leave a young nigga so traumatized
Totin’ gats jit, all my niggas ride
Don’t make me make another mama cry
Doin’ trill, catch another homicide
Fix your face, nigga, you got butterflies?
Chopper at your throat and you afraid to die
Big 14, fuck the other side
Jugg, jugg, got all this jewelry
Man, this shit ain’t new to me
Your bitch new to you, she ain’t new to me
I ain’t really with the fucking foolery
Glistenin’ in these fucking diamonds
Bad bitch and I’m fucking shining
I got a bad bitch from the fucking islands
Taking trips to the fucking islands
Guess these guys don’t realize
When they talking fly, man it’s suicide
Don’t talk, do a nigga do or die
Nobody else, nigga, you and I
Big chopper, I’ma let the bullets fly
That red dot right between your eyes
I don’t play, pussy, wish a nigga try
‘Cause that’d be the night niggas die
Niggas act like I ain’t G.O.A.T. or somethin’
Take a trip, go chill with the bros or somethin’
Call a few bitches, chill with some hoes or somethin’
Niggas be flexin’, they bold or somethin’
They don’t want that war, go home or somethin’
Internet flexin’ with the phone or somethin’
You a lil’ pup, nigga, fetch a bone or somethin’
Niggas male strippers when them poles bummin’

[Bridge: Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty]
Gang (uh), gang (uh), huh, gang (uh)
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
Lil’ nigga talkin’ down, we gon’ snatch his chain (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Hold on (Lil Boat)
Ayy, who you think you ahead of? Not us
And these niggas they mad ’cause I’m richer than them
Stay ganged up, I ain’t clickin’ with them
You can get shot, Terry Richardson and them
Nigga, I ball like the Pistons and them (uh)
Fuck around, you come up missin’ like them (yeah)
You the type run to the sheriff (hah)
Act like you hard and you careless (yeah)
Nigga, I’m a real ass nigga, ain’t fake a nigga
Free my big brother out the prison cell
QC [?] told ’em give ’em hell
Ridin’ ’round in a Maybach with my nigga Pellz
Glock out, running we empty 12
Bitch on my dick, that’s a love spell (yeah)
Bitch with the shits call her Annabelle (yeah)
If they won’t call, I don’t gotta yell (yeah)
Hundreds [?] like a pack of [?]
Fuckin’ her jewels with my nigga Jack
Crotched up, all of my brothers sack
Gotta run up them Ricky Racks
In the safe in the [?], we got hella plaques
Got more pops on my watch than your brother teeth
Boy you young, where your Similac?
Buyin’ whips, yeah, we into that
Fuckin’ hoes, yeah, we into that
Loving hoes, yeah no nigga
Got a .223 inside the Hellcat
Keep it all in the pack, huh
Hundred niggas in your section
Hmm, where the hoes? Nigga, that’s weird
Cop a new Lamb, cop a new ‘Rari
Just to go and switch gears (skrt)
Burn out, burn out
Every time we turn out, make a big scene (yeah)
2K, 3K, 4K, 5K, spent it on my new jeans (skrt skrt skrt)
Gave big bro twenty-seven racks for his birthday, the world made a scene (facts)
Y’all don’t even know how a nigga live
Spend twenty racks like two bands (facts)
Uh, came with the sticks like they hunting nigga
Throwing gang signs, call it [?] nigga
Can’t nobody at QC get punked, nigga
What is a one-on-one, nigga? We jumpin’ niggas
We got the strap, nigga, fuck it, we stompin’ niggas
I’m just as rich as your favorite rapper, nigga, might be richer
Hit the pent like I’m Derek Fisher
Fuck the bitch right, then I kiss her
Ride around town, you the one that licked her
Ha, real player like my pops (pops)
Thirty round in my Glock
We run it, not opps
Ten toes on my sole, niggas wouldn’t double dare to cross the big Boat (yeah)
Last year, I was 19, had 300K inside a [?] coat (yeah)
Pull up deep, wide body nigga
Feel like Jeremy Shockey, cold as Minnesota
Bought my moms a Rover but I ain’t BlocBoy
But I do keep a Glock for opp boys (doot-doot-doot)

[Outro: Lil Yachty & Trippie Redd]
Lil Boat (who else?)
14
Gang

Tom Misch – Lost In Paris (feat. Goldlink)

[Chorus]
I know you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
Lost in Paris
I hope you warm and safe

[Verse]
The memory I can’t replace
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
It was over in day
All the things I used to say
You’ve kept the same
All the place we would go
All the songs we got know
You [?]

[Chorus]
I know that I need you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
The memory I can’t replace
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Young young, all in love in a lost place
[?] down, got run round in a [?]
[?]
Thought I fall in love with a small [?]
Let me start, left right ahh
[?] shorty had my heart in a [?]
[?]

[Chorus]
I know that I need you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
The memory I can’t replace
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)

I know that I need you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
The memory I can’t replace
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)

[Outro]
I know that I need you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
The memory I can’t replace
You’re lost in Paris
(You’re lost in Paris)

Sabrina Claudio – Don’t Let Me Down (feat. Khalid)

[Verse 1: Sabrina Claudio]
Do you feel me here
Giving you love
Do you see me here
Opening up

[Pre-Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down aseme un petardo mamarrachon
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down
And I’ll keep you around

[Verse 2: Khalid]
Can I trust in you
If I give you myself
You’re the first to know
And I’ve had much to tell

[Pre-Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
No one’s ever gotten to this point (No one’s ever gotten, no one’s ever gotten)
Where we go from here is all your choice

[Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I told you things about me
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
I let you put your arms around me
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
And I’ll keep you around (hey, yeah yeah)

[Outro: Sabrina Claudio & Khalid]
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (yeah)
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me (hey, yeah yeah)

P-Lo – Feel Good (feat. G-Eazy)

[Hook: P-Lo]
Yeah
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Yeah
Make me feel good
Aye, Aye
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Yeah
Make me feel good
Aye
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good

[Verse: P-Lo]
Make me feel good
Make me feel great
Girl, Motherfuck your boyfriend
Oooo, He do not matter at this moment
She gon’ ride that thang like she stole it
Working like a Mexi, Baby call me Sexy
Freaky lil thing, throw in my direction
Yeah
Make this feel like a vaca
Relationships take better aim babe
Working like this since the eight grade
Been the same, know I ain’t change
If you’re playing girl, I ain’t got no time
Keep in mind
I’m just tryna see you from behind
Do it right baby girl, is it still good?
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good

[Hook: P-Lo]
Yeah
Make me feel good
Aye, Aye
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Yeah
Make me feel good
Aye
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good

[Verse: G-Eazy]
That’s all I’m saying haha
Gerald
Uh, Hop in that ‘Rari and I’m passing ya
Vroom
I keep a baddie riding passenger (Aye)
And I’m like damn, she got some ass on her
I’m talking business on the phone with her, Ambassador
And [?] told me it’s all about longevity
So I’m hustling, getting to this money til the death of me
[?] Her and I, King and Queen
How she got in them jeans, I’m tryna get in between
And when we pull up to the crib, oh then it’s going down
So I push the pedal to the floor, I’m saying through the town
She reach over with her left hand, she gon’ feel wood
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
(Ye)

[Hook: P-Lo & G-Eazy]
You know
Yeah
Aha
Make me feel good
P-Lo, I got you
Aye
I just want a bad bitch to make me feel good
Yeah
Make me feel good
Aye
All I need, is a bad bitch to make me feel good

[Outro]

Rexx Life Raj – Never Had

[Verse 1]
Look, I ain’t never had shit
I always wanted more, though
I was a little badass
Nappy roots with the cornrows
Papa used to work his ass off
So he could buy me more clothes
All my friends into high fashion
We could barely afford those
Mama said it’ll all come
If we leave it up in God’s hands
But the thing about God’s plans
They don’t work like Raj’s plans
Raj move like a NASCAR
Raj move like an earthquake
Lately I’ve been on one
I’m on one ’till the wheels break

[Hook]
‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
I ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit

[Verse 2]
Look, ay
We swing cars and hands where I’m from
If he don’t swing back he might have guns
Drink that whiskey like I’m OD
I’m just my grandpappy’s grandson
Nowadays we gon’ hoop in Jordans
We came a long way from And 1’s
Nowadays everybody brainwashed
Dress like they all shop at PacSun
Bless my mom ’cause every Christmas
She made sure we always had some
She make sure there’s food on my plate
My fat ass ate every last crumb
My pops gave me game about life
In hopes it would protect his black son
Fill my ears with all of that truth
Before I knew what the truth was
Oh, everything he said was right
Said a lot of your friends would be dead or in jail
But it didn’t make sense ’till Devon died
Then they gave Funk 25 years to life
Bow my head in hopes that I’m living right
I pick it up, then I pick it up
We’ve been through too much
We ain’t giving up

[Hook]
‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
I ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
We ain’t never had shit

___FEELS___

(Ey)
When I talk da phone
He keep telling me
Kill these niggas off (ey)
He been tellin me I should probably lay off that adderall (all)
Moxie Java got the city poppin but it pissed my daddy off (huh)
Soon you’ll understand
Pops you made a man
Now im making hits see me blasing off higher than i did feel im fallin off
Where is the love when i need it
I feel the fake in the handshake
Stop saying things when you dont really mean it
Lately its all talk,I, dont really see it (eh)
Ive been out the way staying to myself, saying to myself
I just need to feel something, feel something new
Just need to feel something, feel something new
Just need to feel something, feel something new
Just need to feel something, feel something for real

Feel something, feel something for real

Rich Brian – Cold

[Verse 1]
Saw a car crash, it remind me of our first date
And I went back, got massages at that one place
Always brought friends but today I feel like doin’ this shit alone
Callin’ my dad when I wanna hear some wisdom
Callin’ my cab alcohol up in my system
Saw a fist fight and that shit don’t even make me scared no more
Man, I never been the one to be alone
All my friends are always hittin’ up my phone
Everyday is spent with everybody, never on my own
But today I’m by myself and I don’t even feel alone
Like to smoke cigs every time I feel the outside
Like to play chicks but get mad when they get new guys
You don’t get me but I don’t blame you, I don’t get myself
Pressin’ on keys, got my life so sweet man
GoFundMe on your bitch’s pinned tweet man
Bumpin’ oldies as I try to dick her down
She said give it to me now, and I can’t help but listen
She go, "Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh"
Slippery sign all over my door
Show some attitude and bitch I won’t show
Expectation high, I feel like a drone
2018, I got some new goals
Not checkin’ my statement ’til I got 4 mill
Rushin’ all year like I commit roadkill
Killin’ everybody like I’m in a wrong deal
Do triple checks on every move I make
Work ’til I’m tired then sip on some latte
Only do shit if we do it my way
Everything gon’ depend on what I say
(3, 4)

[Verse 2]
Aye, hold up, wait a second
Man, my flow on lethal weapon
Hit ’em with the rhymin’ pattern
Put these rappers under pressure
This feel like Armageddon
If she witcha I’ma get her
Cut you off like Jerry Heller
She gon’ need another fella
I don’t take drugs, I just take naps
Find another girl to eat up like I hate snacks
Dick gon’ make her choke like reflux, gotta relax
Man, yo’ shit is borin’ and it’s makin’ me go sleep fast
And I always care ’bout everybody but myself
That’s the life of a Virgo, never gettin’ mad
That’s not the Brian that we know
I just weighed my heart, it’s about 30 kilos
I just fucked a lady and she ’bout 30 years old
Rappin’ on this instrumentals, feelin’ like a hero
Never usin’ triplet flows because I’m not a Migo
Only lastin’ longer ’cause I’m drunk, I don’t think she knows
Only thing that matters that my dick is like my ego
They wishin’ I’ma fail
These days, no picnics, ain’t no fun and games
Still motherfuckas always got a lot to say
Never got love, so they spreadin’ all this hate oh, oh
Man they always actin’ real tough
But I show up for a show and they just wanna leave town
People sayin’ that my words are colder than the winter
It’s Brian not Brita, so I’ll never have a filter

DJ LUKE NASTY – Last Night (feat. Rotimi)

[Intro: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi]
Rotimi
Wait, eh
Three!

[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty]
Last night I was in that pussy
Last night I was in that pussy
Last night I was in that pussy
Last night I was in that pussy

[Verse 1: DJ Luke Nasty & (Rotimi)]
Uh, Who am I?
I’m Luke Nasty with two eyes (two eyes)
I got hoes all on my line (my line)
Like a DUI
When I hit it from the back (ay)
I put my hands all on her spine (spine)
She a bad yellow bitch
Sign tatted on her side
And she 5’5 but she love that 6-9 (she do)
And when I’m on top I make her cum six times
It’s ironic cause’ she bi (she bi)
We smoke chronic and get high (get high)
Work alot nine to five (five)
And let me up in them thighs
So I could see what it taste like
Girl you know it’s sweet
Girl when I go deep, you leave a puddle in my sheets
I got a thang for her (thang for her), a thang for her (thang)
And she know what she came for (huh)
So I’ma give her dick
She like her face down ass up
Girl get nasty like a bag lunch
She start strippin’ when she half-drunk
Back it up, I tell her back it up
Then I suck that pussy from the back of her
Nasty!

[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi ]
Last night I was in that pussy
Last night I was in that pussy
I was in that pussy baby
Last night I was in that pussy
I was in, I was in it all night, all night, oh
Last night I was in that pussy

[Verse 2: DJ Luke Nasty & (Rotimi)]
Uh, Who am I?
I’m Luke Nasty with two eyes (two eyes)
Girl I know you want this dick (this dick)
I could see it in your eyes (see)
Ass like Nicki girl
Let’s have a minaj
I’m tryna’ eat yo’ pussy
Have your friend on the side
She like blah, blah, blah (blah)
Boy you know that’s mine (know)
Can nobody ride it like I ride
And still keep it inside

[Verse 3: Rotimi]
Baby for the night
You’re my dessert
I wanna taste it
I wanna lick it, oh
Bend down, yeah
Pull yo’ panties to the side, and watch me work, baby
I know what you want
I know what you need
Let me put it down, baby watch me eat it
I’ll take the panties off, take em’ off
Then I’m screamin’ roll, roll, roll I can’t take no more

[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi ]
Last night I was in that pussy
Last night I was in that pussy
I was in that pussy, I was in that pussy, baby
Last night I was in that pussy
I was in, I was in it all night, all night, oh
Last night I was in that pussy
Yeah

Daniel Caesar – Get You (feat. Kali Uchis)

[Verse 1: Daniel Caesar]
Through drought and famine, natural disasters
My baby has been around for me
Kingdoms have fallen, angels be calling
None of that could ever make me leave
Every time I look into your eyes I see it
You’re all I need
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you

[Verse 2: Daniel Caesar]
And when we’re making love
Your cries they can be heard from far and wide
It’s only the two of us
Everything I need’s between those thighs
Every time I look into your eyes I see it
You’re all I need
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you

[Verse 3: Kali Uchis]
And I’ll take some time
Just to be thankful
That I had days full of you, you
Before it winds down into
The memories, It’s all just memories

[Bridge: Daniel Caesar]
(If you’ve got someone you like…)
Don’t you love when I come around
(…feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)
Bill you up then I take you down
(If you’ve got someone you like…)
Don’t you love when I come around
(…feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)
Build you up then I take…

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you

[Outro: Kali Uchis]
This feels like summer
Boy you make me feel so alive
Just be my lover
Boy you’ll lead me to paradise

Nirvana – Come As You Are

Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enemy

Take your time, hurry up
Choice is yours, don’t be late
Take a rest as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend
As an old

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

When I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria
(And I don’t have a gun)

When I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun

Greta Van Fleet – Highway Tune lyrics

[Intro]
Oh mama

[Verse 1]
No stopping at the green light girl
Because I want to get your signal
No going at the green light girl
Because I want to be with you now
You are my special
You are my special
You are my midnight, midnight yeah

[Chorus]
So sweet, so fine, so nice
Oh my, my my, my my, oh

[Verse 2]
No stopping on the highway girl
Because I want to burn my gas
There’s one girl that I know I’m never gonna pass
She is my special
She is my special
She is my midnight, midnight yeah

[Chorus]
So sweet, so fine, so nice
Oh my, my my, my my, oh

Oh yeah

[Chorus]
So sweet, so fine, so nice
Oh my, my my, my my, oh, sugar

Mike Shinoda – Nothing Makes Sense Anymore lyrics

I used to know where the bottom was
Somewhere far under the ocean waves
Up on a ledge I was looking down
It was far enough to keep me safe
But the ground was cracked open
Threw me in the ocean
Cast me out away at sea
And the waves are still breaking
Now that I awaken
No one’s left to answer me

My inside’s out / my left is right
My upside’s down / my black is white
I hold my breath / and close my eyes
And wait for dawn but there’s no light
Nothing makes sense anymore anymore
Nothing makes sense anymore anymore

I used to sleep without waking up
In a dream I made from painted walls
I was a moment away from done
When the black spilled out across it all
And my eyes were made sober
World was turned over
Washing out the lines I’d seen
And my heart is still breaking
Now that I awaken
No one’s left to answer me

I’m a call without an answer
I’m a shadow in the dark
Trying to put it back together
As I watch it fall apart

Kelis – I Don’t Think So Lyrics

You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so

I can see it in your eyes
You talk to me like I’m your prize
But I don’t want you in my life alright
And I think you know that
I know what I really need
And trust me you’re not at my speed
But I don’t want you in my life alright
You should know by now that

You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so

You can try
You can lie
Till you die
You and I
No
No
I don’t think so

Sorry you don’t have a clue
But I don’t have the time for you
Got my eye on someone else tonight
And I think you know that
I’m the only force on me
But you keep living makebelieve
Got my eye on someone else tonight
You should know by now that

You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
You think you might have a chance
I don’t think so
You’re tellin’ me to be nice
I don’t think so
You wanna get in my pants
I don’t think so
I don’t think so
I don’t think so

You can try
You can lie
Till you die
You will die
No
No
I don’t think so

Joyner Lucas – Frozen Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
Damn, this is not alright
How the fuck I end up on the other side of life
No more hanging with my friends, no more riding bikes
No more brushing barbies hair, no more flying kites
No more school, no more learning for me
No more youth, no more juice
No more hula hoops or Suzy Q’s
Wish I could kiss my momma bye (Joyner)
And if she ever see me like this, she be traumatized
No this is not alright, but nothing is (shit)
I barely got to live, I’m just a kid
Look at me, look what you fucking did
I’m fucking dead (damn)
No this wasn’t even my fault, now I’m speaking with the lights off
I don’t think they hear me
It ain’t no more tv, no more dancing
No more sleepovers or no candy
No more camping
No more kisses from my daddy ’cause I left and died
All because this stupid bitch wanted to text and drive

[Chorus: Jade Novah]
Smashing, watch the glass fly
Ain’t no way, ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah
We’re frozen in this moment
Ain’t no way, ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas]
Auto pieces, oil leaking, dripping gasoline
Door is open, windows broken, glass shattered dreams
Holy bibles, open beer bottles at the scene
Now look at us
No more coming home from work and cooking dinner for my man
No more praying for my sins, no more stuntin’ on the ‘Gram
No more Thanksgiving holidays or pictures with the fam
No more vacation plans to everywhere I’ve never been
It’s all gone now
Look what you did (look what you did)
Damn
I should have never got inside your car
I should have stayed at home or just went shopping at a different store
I should have waited or just called an Uber, but I live too far
No more tantrums and ain’t no more questions, no more answers
No more homework with my daughter, no more second chances
No more baby in my belly, sad to say we died
All because you choose to drink and drive
Why?

[Chorus: Jade Novah]
Smashing, watch the glass fly
Ain’t no way, ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah
Frozen in this moment
Ain’t no way ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah

[Verse 3: Joyner Lucas]
I’ve always been a one for challenges and different thrills
Open alleys while I’m speeding, that shit gives me chills
Hitting corners, riding fast and that shit’s really real
My momma always said if I don’t chill that shit gon’ get me killed
It’s too late (too late)
I say goodbye
No more driving reckless thinking I won’t pay the price
No more taking life for granted I just wasted mines
Oh my god, I just died trying to raise him right

[Chorus: Jade Novah]
Smashing, watch the glass fly
Ain’t no way, ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah
We’re frozen in this moment
Ain’t no way, ain’t no way you can go back
Float away, float away, float away-ay-yeah

URLtv – Arsonal vs Hollow Da Don Lyrics

[Round 1: Hollow Da Don]
You retired for 3 hours and 32 seconds, you should hate yourself
How you got your own league, but you can’t pay yourself?
So actin’ like this ain’t about money somethin’ you gon’ say yourself
That’s like gettin’ in my car, askin’ for the auxiliary cord…we know you ’bout to play yourself
Against the god MC who got more than four fours ya
I take your shit and beat you wit’ it, I go John John on ya
You wanna get disrespectful?!
I’ll spit on ya mom’s mom’s daughter
You wanna bring in a pool table? I’ll do you like God’s godfather
Cause a battle rap can turn into a crime scene from it
I mean my arsenal turn into Arsonal, you know he got somethin’ mean comin’
My hit man turn into Hitman, it reload when that thing dumpin’
And Hollow turn into Blind Fury cause I ain’t see nothin’
But I did see your scene in Bodied and your scene was throw
But it ain’t about your scene it’s what you did behind the scenes that seem so bold
He told a runner, “Put the beef on hold. I’m vegan so I need some toad
Fruit smoothie, keep the Coke.”
Actin’ diva though like Keisha Cole and you didn’t even have a speakin’ role
So quit all the actin’, frontin’, before I start blackin’ somethin’
You’ll think about my last battle…I’ll pull out extra caps for nothin’!
But y’all niggas actin’ tough and then y’all niggas backin’ up
Y’all nigga money down, but y’all niggas be actin’ up
Like for example, when you in the east you Rick Ross you throwin’ up Triple C’s
But we don’t know if he down or not, he like the Wu-Tang Killa Beez
The young boy on my team? He Shyeim, he always with the beats
So before he lets them cap a don (Cappadonna) he’ll Killa Priest
Nigga you got somethin’ that you owe Hollow
So I learn with the old Hollow
(Hold up stop my time)
{Hollow puts on the same jacket and hat he wore in his first battle against Arsonal on Fight Klub}
For me to really beat this nigga, I gotta turn into the old Hollow
I said, my machete diabetic, it’s takin’ off his left leg
Kill his baby mom and his baby with one bullet
Give her chest lead through the baby head while she gettin’ breast fed
Put that Saw in that small room is a horror flick, I’m that hostile (Hostel)
I’ll find the good (Goodz) and do him bad, I can Top you
I’ll put the combinations in a sock and pad lock you
I’ll nail both your feet to the floor and slap box you
Nigga I remember our first battle, legendary, a lot of shit got birthed
You was schemin’ and you was doin’ setups first
I mean they had me look crazy
You knew we was battlin’ twice and that was fugazi
So you think I’ma let you come out on the ‘Tube tied, I’m not havin’ it baby
I said they did a whole lot to set up the best
You thought I’d die behind bars that first time? Well I didn’t that’s the Mandela Effect
I said, that year don’t even exist, I’m an old mind shatterer, time traveler, rhyme battler
That go back in time and design calendars to find challengers
My mind patterns are cryptic I write backwards
The lines scatter, I decode ’em as I practice
Just to show that mind matters and mine matters
I’ll have his mind mattered they find scattered all over his wine China cabinet

{I’m expecting to finish all the lyrics by tomorrow night sometime}

Mike Stud – Why I’m Here Lyrics

[Hook]
Just was standing in the corner, that’s a timeout
She’s got a Rollie, but I never check the time now
Got plenty on me, cause I had to pay to find out
Then I don’t want it, but I had to stay to find out

[Verse 1]
I’m on point, jackpot, called you’re bluff, you mad now
Listen don’t backtalk, millions off the last laptop
Now I’m off the blacktop, don’t know how to act, ah
Hit the switch and blast off, I ain’t going back now
It’s on me, homie
You know me, don’t know them
It’s different, I’m different cause this end, I go in
We go out, then slow down, then show out, I’m all in
I’m going, keep going, yeah

[Pre-Hook]
Just was standing in the corner, that’s a timeout
She’s got a Rollie, but I never check the time now
Got plenty on me, cause I had to pay to find out
Then I don’t want it, but I had to stay to find out

[Hook]
Stars belong in the dark, stars belong in the dark
Stars belong in the dark, that’s why I’m here, that’s why I’m here
Stars belong in the dark,stars belong in the dark
Stars belong in the dark, that’s why I’m here, that’s why I’m here

[Verse 2]
(?) I beat the drum all night
This didn’t happen overnight, you see me out here right
Take a flight to somewhere nice, get lost in paradise
She got cold in her nose with nowhere to go, she asking advice
You gotta just take your time, or you gonna pay the price
You gotta learn the game before you can play it right, yeah

[Pre-Hook]
Just was standing in the corner, that’s a timeout
She’s got a Rollie, but I never check the time now
Got plenty on me, cause I had to pay to find out
Then I don’t want it, but I had to stay to find out

[Hook]
Stars belong in the dark, stars belong in the dark
Stars belong in the dark, that’s why I’m here, that’s why I’m here
Stars belong in the dark,stars belong in the dark
Stars belong in the dark, that’s why I’m here

[Outro]
Stars belong in the dark, stars belong in the dark

6ix9ine – Wish You Never Done That Lyrics

[Verse]
Wish you never done that, I come back
Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
Wish you never wore that, so run that
Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat
Wish you never done that, I come back
Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
Wish you never wore that, so run that
Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat

[Verse]
Wish I could bring Pun back
Blaow, nigga, run that
Tear that lil’ body, yeah we gon’ let these hoes out
Shocka bring stacks back, Kyle let the MAC clap
Tell they feet pick up, yeah, ’bout to give you niggas hell
Blicky make the nigga yell, bring me the beams
Made em scream when a nigga fell
Shootout with the law, all the Mark forces in jail
Niggas say they love me
But I can see it in these niggas’ eyes, they don’t wish me well
I don’t need the company, they smiling when a nigga fell
Seein’ that I’m poppin’ them shots I’m like “go out”
40 snitches, 40 snitches, that man’s a no-tell
Digging ditches, 40 niggas, toss ’em in, so well
Drive by, leave him in the street, nigga road-kill
HBA, gold front, let me guess, so trill?
Nigga this New York
Make the wrong move and the goon let twos spark
So work hard and move salt

[Verse]
Wish you never done that, I come back
Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
Wish you never wore that, so run that
Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat
Wish you never done that, I come back
Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
Wish you never wore that, so run that
Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat

Vedo – Add to You Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain’t gonna lie girl I can’t front
Girl I’m so proud of you
You kept it together after all that shit you’ve been throught
Look at you now
Good job ’bout to graduate school
If nobody notice the work you put in
Shawty just know that I do
No shit was unexpected but it made you better
Girl ain’t no time to cry about what you could have done better
Nobody’s perfect but you never quit
I want you to own that shit
I see you working
Now you on your shit
Baby you deserve it now

[Pre-Chorus]
I got you
If you promise you got me
Girl you worth being honest too
You bring out the best in you
You gotta know
You’re all I want
Pull up on you
To let you know

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a blessing
You just gotta know your value
You ain’t gotta question
Cuz’ i’m [?] always be about it
I know that you’re capable
And you don’t need a man
I’m not trying to take the credit
Just let me enhance
Baby let me add to you
Baby let me add to you
I just want to add to you
Add to you
Add to you

[Verse 2]
I’m trying to give you game
Baby don’t you miss this message
Cuz’ you’re tired of pain
You’re not an option girl
I know you think we’re all the same
Baby don’t you know that love is something you can’t explain oh no
Talking about going without for you pull up and vouch for you
Just hit my phone, right or you wrong
You know I’ma ride for you
Girl I don’t want nothing from you
Just want your love baby that’ll do Oh baby

[Pre-Chorus]
I got you
If you promise you got me
Girl you worth being honest too
You bring out the best in you
You gotta know
You’re all I want
Pull up on you
To let you know

[Chorus]
Baby you’re a blessing
You just gotta know your value
You ain’t gotta question
Cuz’ i’m [?] always be about it
I know that you’re capable
And you don’t need a man
I’m not trying to take the credit
Just let me enhance
Baby let me add to you
Baby let me add to you
I just want to add to you
Add to you
Add to you

[Outro]
Baby let me add to you
Baby let me add to you
I just wanna add to you
Add to you
Add to you