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Duminica – Elena versuri

Ma-ntreb de ce nu te grabesti
Cand stii cat de mult imi lipsesti. Am atata nevoie de noi
Cum are desertul de ploi. Iar vineri astept pana sambata noapte.. Iar vineri astept pana sambata noapte.. Azi iti scriu cat de mult te ador
Dar cuvintele ard si ma dor.(duminica)
Nu pot sa mai stau mult aici,
Am nevoie sa ma atingi. Nici miercuri, nici joi n-am pe nimeni aproape. O mie de randuri iti scriu 7 zile
Tu luni ai plecat, marti nu esti langa mine. Nici miercuri, nici joi n-am pe nimeni aproape. Iti spun o poveste uitata
Asa tineri nu vom mai fi niciodata. (x3)
Ma-ntreb de ce nu te grabesti
Cand stii cat de mult imi lipsesti. O mie de randuri iti scriu 7 zile
Tu luni ai plecat, marti nu esti langa mine. Duminica te vreau langa mineee. (x5)
Versuri Elena
Video Elena Versuri-lyrics.info
Iti spun o poveste uitata
Asa tineri nu vom mai fi niciodata. Versuri Elena – Duminica
Credeam intr-un vis amandoi
Doar patul si nimic intre noi. Duminica te vreau langa mine.

Lovely body – SFB songtekste

I’m looking for a bad gyal to dansi for me. Oh je kijkt me zolang aan
Kan je die dingen ook langzaam? Bad gyal .. (x4)
Ben je mami wata, schat, of ben je dat niet? Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body
Ik wil dat je danst, yeah-yeah, dans it for me
Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body (ey, ey, ey). Ik kan je brengen naar de wild wild west
Maar luister goed naar wat je mama zegt
Want ik heb hier die badman flex
En je weet ik heb die badman s*x, en. Ben je mami wata, schat, of ben je dat niet? Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body
Ik wil dat je danst, yeah-yeah, dans it for me
Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body (ey, ey, ey). Nobody haffi know, say we’re gon’ f*ck (ey)
Heb die p***y on lock
Fine China, you wanna glow up
Ik bel Kleine, you wanna turn up
Tell me wan fi di whine pon me
All the night, till the next morning
Je ziet de ice, wanna be darling
Je ziet de ice, wanna be darling. Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body
Ik wil dat je danst, yeah-yeah, dans it for me
Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body (ey, eeey, eyyy). (x2)
SFB songtekste
Video body Songtekst SFB – Lovely body
Ben je mami wata, schat, of ben je dat niet? Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body
Ik wil dat je danst, yeah-yeah, dans it for me
Ik wil dat je waka met je lovely body (ey, ey, eyyy). Je weet ik heb die badman sauce
No lie, ik houd het echt met jou
Je weet dat ik vecht met jou
That way, ik ga weg met jou. Ja ik weet een manier (wooh, wooh)
Manier hoe het kan gaan
Baby, ik wil niet meer blijven hangen aan de zijkant
Jij bent veel mooier aan mijn hand
Wat is het niet, wat is het wel, wat gaat het zijn dan
Ik wil niet meer in wachten in de rij, want. Ben je mami wata, schat, of ben je dat niet? na mi
Ik wil niet dat je aan me zit (aan me zit)
Maar ik wil dat je met me danst (yeah, yeah)
Come again, want ik grijp mijn kans
Pull up selecta versuri-lyrics.info
Club shutdown like Skepta
Mata op de bank Manchester
Ik was al lit voor ik rapte.

50 Cent Criticize JAY-Z Album 4:44 “It’s Ivy league Golf Course Music”

They’re coming with new sh*t… He’s f***ing with Future and all this other sh*t, leave them n***as alone, B, what the f**k is the matter with you, man? Is this fair criticizing or should rappers be dumbing down the music to fit in and sell records. So very few people thinks that it’s not fire and to be clear 50 Cent thinks it alright but too smart for the current generation of hip hop. Now, I’m gonna give you the truth. “And f*ck that, you can’t be the best rapper at 47 because the new n***as is here. I ain’t gonna hold you up, son, that sh*t was golf course music.” 50 Cent has also been a staunch critic of JAY-Z and the two have even beefed back in the day but that feud never really amount to anything.”
#50cent reacts to #jayz new album #444 … is he hating or no ?? I felt like I was supposed to be wearing like glasses and sh*t and a tie like a f*cking sweater around my waist – like Ivy League sh*t. “I listened to JAY’s sh*t, that 4:44. In a video posted on his Instagram page that has since being deleted, 50 Cent says JAY-Z album 4:44 is Ivy League or golf course music. A post shared by DancehallHipHop (@dancehallhiphop) on Jul 5, 2017 at 8:53pm PDT 50 Cent is probably among the one percent of critics weighing on on JAY-Z‘s new album 4:44. N*ggas is high out here so they don’t wanna hear that sh*t. I thought the sh*t was aight, I like the sh*t but I’ma keep it 100, the sh*t was too smart. “I just got back from the gym,” 50 said. They just wanna have a good time.”

50 Cent also told JAY-Z that he can’t be the greatest rapper at 47 because the young guys are here and they are putting out new stuffs. To be clear, Hov has been getting a lot of praise from majority of the hip hop community for the album.

Blac Chyna Reacts To Rob Kardashian Meltdown Threaten Legal Action

Rob Kardashian Instagram account has since been deactivated but he continues his tirade on Twitter on Wednesday afternoon. “I’ve been called a hoe, slut, b*tch, gold digger, wh*re, stripper, you name it. #blacchyna speaks on #RobKardashian
A post shared by DancehallHipHop (@dancehallhiphop) on Jul 5, 2017 at 9:35pm PDT

#RobKardashian's IG may have gotten shut down but he's still making sure he spills every bit of tea he can via his twitter ??? Blac Chyna also reacted to the drama on her Facebook page saying that this is the most humiliating day of her life. Blac Chyna has broken her silence about Rob Kardashian leaking her photos on Instagram on Wednesday and she is threatening legal action. Every time I have something going for myself, people always try to find a way to tear me down. Blac Chyna has reportedly contacted her lawyer to explore legal options including suing Rob Kardashian for revenge porn. During his Instagram meltdown, Rob Kardashian claimed that Blac Chyna cheated on him with over 20 different men and even posted a photo of two of the men and a video of Chyna kissing one of the men. “All my life I’ve been called out of my name,” she said. A post shared by The Shade Room (@theshaderoom) on Jul 5, 2017 at 1:11pm PDT Even since I was a teenager, I had to go out and get on my own and provide for my family. In other words, she only got with him because she wanted revenge against Tyga. But Rob Kardashian says that she broke up with him because her baby daddy Tyga and his sister Kylie Jenner relationship hit the rocks. “We are considering all legal options and recourses at this time,” Chyna’s attorney, Walter Mosley, told ABC. Everyone who knows me know I ride for my kids so for somebody to publicly go and say otherwise really hurt me.”
Blac Chyna went on to say that she broke up with Rob Kardashian because their relationship became too toxic. But the photos that could earn him some legal troubles are the nude photos of his baby mama that he posted on Instagram. I was once told I would never be sh*t and now look at me.

Hunnid On The Drop Lyrics – Montell2099 X 21 Savage

pew! silence on that Heckler and Koch
I’m sippin’ Actavis nigga, this ain’t scotch
I listen to yo tape and nigga you ain’t hot
Young Savage, man this shit so easy
Nigga so high, that I’m talkin’ to Jesus
Bitch I want no pussy, bitch get on yo knees-us
Nigga watch where you walkin’, you just stepped on my Yeezys
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
He ain’t bout the money I ain’t talkin’, nigga
He ain’t bout the money get to walkin’, nigga
And I got your main bitch stalkin’ nigga
Put a hole in yo’ head like a dolphin nigga
Fur costs 100, that’s ostrich nigga
Swimmin’ in the pussy, that’s aqua, nigga
Diamonds drippin’ on me that’s faucet, nigga
All my niggas on they own boss shit, nigga
Chains on rains on diamonds on free nigga
Tryna turn that bitch into your wife and she the squeeze nigga
Saint Laurent and Goyard gon cover all of me nigga
And I’m reckless, check shit, nike nigga
And I keep a uzi, shoot a movie, Spike Lee nigga
And I’m on that Act, I poured a four and ice tea, nigga
Thought you was a gangsta, you detective Ice-T nigga
Tryna clone a nigga, bummy boy you not me, nigga Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, 21, 21
Got a vacuum sealed machine and a digital scale
Ridin’ in a new ‘Rari and I’m lookin’ for 12
Tommy guns and trench coats, wackin’ like Joe Pesci
Actin’ like I owe you somethin’ you gon’ miss yo blessin’
CVS drugs, lean, pills, one-stop shop
I got big big bullets, that’s a one shot Glock
And I fucked yo baby mama, she cannot give Top
I make savage music nigga, this is not hip-hop
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
Nigga spent a hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop, nigga
Hunnid on a mothafuckin’ drop
He ain’t bout the money I ain’t talkin’, nigga
He ain’t bout the money get to walkin’, nigga
And I got your main bitch stalkin’ nigga
Put a hole in yo’ head like a dolphin nigga
Fur costs 100, that’s ostrich nigga
Swimmin’ in the pussy, that’s aqua, nigga
Diamonds drippin’ on me that’s faucet, nigga
All my niggas on they own boss shit, nigga
Skrt skrt skrt, pyrex on lock
Pew!

I’m So Glad I’m Standin’ Here Today Lyrics – The Oak Ridge Boys

There were times I remember had to fight just to hold my head up
Those times that even my friends tried to make a fool of me
There were things that my heart looked at that they just couldn’t see
Some said I was hopeless
Mind tangled in the night
Strong hearts just keep goin’
That is why I’m standing here today
Come together raise up your voices
This time I saw the love and light won’t go away
I’ll sing forever here in the sunshine
I’ve lived to see the sun break the storm
I’m so glad I’m standing here today
If you’re lost in your troubles and the world just seems to forget you
If you’ll remember sunshine even in the darkest day
And you follow what your heart says I know you’ll find the way

If You Can’t Find Love Lyrics – The Oak Ridge Boys

Just think of the memory, (When you dream of love I’ll be your man) If you can’t find love and you’re lost and lonely
If you come to me I’ll take your hand
If you can’t find me just think of the memory
When you dream of love I’ll be your man. I guess I’ll never know for certain
If you’ll let me stay or if I’ll go
All I know is the love I have for is something else
The way I feel is something you should know. The love we had wouldn’t pass for perfect
And we lost a battle on the way
If you run and hide they used to tell this little boy
You could live to fight another day. I don’t expect you to remember
I’m just a lover from the distant past
I know it’s hard when all that time goes by
In the pale of the players never last.

Home Lyrics – Xenia

I’ve walked so far, so far
To be where you are
Don’t mind the scars, the scars
That kept us apart
A thousand miles oh I’d go
Across the deadly sea
We don’t need anybody
But you and me
I’ve known my days without you
I’ve seen myself alone
There’s no one else beside you
I’d wanna call my home
I’ve tried so hard, so hard
I won’t let you down
Thrown in my heart, my heart
You’ve stolen the crown
Anywhere you are I’ll go
Follow you into the dust
We don’t need anybody
To fight for us
I’ve known my days without you
I’ve seen myself alone
There’s no one else beside you
I’d wanna call my home
My hand is yours forever
What more do you need
I’d cross a burning desert
Just to follow follow your feet
I’ve known my days without you
I’ve seen myself alone
There’s no one else beside you
I’d wanna call my home

’95 Tip Lyrics – Psychological

So we gon’ get it like this
Let that beat drop, Psychological
I spit fifties and shit hundreds
Do shit that’s undid
Spontaneously combust in these bitches guts
I get ’em wet, no need to touch
Break their back like Dutches
Keep ’em close like the toast I clutch
Never the less
I’m never depressed
I keep feelings suppressed
One of the best but need to listen if I’mma progress
I’m ready to live, I’m ready to die, I’m ready to ride for rap
I said it on a record, now I can’t take it back
Stop, I shut it down like a bloodclot
Smoke MCs, like a fuckin bumbaclot
Mic check, I come to catch wreck
Death before dishonor so I’m coming for your neck
I pop MCs like Hymens
Y’all glass posing in studs but I’m a diamond
Now recon, you need to listen
I’m never dissin’
Unless your shit is wack, I’ll beat you into submission
Catch me fishin’
Cause I’m eating for a lifetime
Wisdom in my mind
I’m a star watch me shine
Fucking your bitch from behind
Record it and hit rewind
I’m nasty, construct rhymes like rhinoplasty
A hip-hop statue
Rhymes coming at you, God bless you
When I kick wisdom it never stress you or test you
Unless you a dumb ass motherfucker
(Psychological) Yeah, no want no more
Fuck it, ayo
Said this is mathematic tactics
Murder this rap shit
Intravenously inject my prophylactics
Inhale my words like a fresh batch of Vicks
Similar to black ice cause the flow so slick
What’s up, rappers hear the rhyme they slit they wrists up
Do a whole ‘lotta talking, no rapping like fisticuffs
Ah, yeah, (turn my headphones up)
That’s all you sayin’ but I’m sprayin’ and I can’t get enough
Raw, rugged and rough
My alter ego, Mr. I want some grape drink, baby Would you care for a glass of grape juice? For my real heads
All my real hip hop motherfuckers, they know they’re Roots shit, you know what I mean? Todd? This right here, homie
This that first take shit, you know what I’m saying? Nigga, what the fuck is juice? Tough
I’ll call your bluff
Face to face never snuff
I murder you with predicate poetic balletic shit
No mercy cause if I grip the mic they might curse me
Da Vinci flow
Then I grip the mic I’m in control
Before I manifested tendons I was rhyming as a embryo
Living in vertigo
Half of these fuckers don’t know
Yeah, all day
Drop tracks like that
All nuts in
Maryland stand up, that’s it
I’m out, peace, one love
Fuck if you doubt me
(You are watching a master at work)
Todd?

Touch A Hand (make A Friend) Lyrics – The Oak Ridge Boys

Can’t you feel it in your bones? Can’t you feel it in your heart, now? The change is coming on
From every walk of life
People seeing the light
Can’t you feel it in your heart, now? A new thing is taking shape
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
It can be effective in the attitude
Of other people just like you
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
Can’t you feel it in your heart, now
A new thing is taking shape
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can A new thing is taking shape
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
Reach out and touch a hand
Make a friend if you can
I’ve read of how to my friends
Any time come on in
We can find a better way
Why don’t you join us today?

Take A Step (yesterday Waltz) Lyrics – The Oak Ridge Boys

And soon he’ll be there in her room. Take a step, take a step. Playing the Yesterday Waltz. One night before bedtime, along with the rain,
She heard someone playing
A familiar refrain. And now she remembers the tune. His boney old donkey, some corn from his still,
And he walked all the way down
Into those green hills. One day late last winter,
Before the big snow. Another old fashioned step. Take an old fashioned step. Take an old fashioned step. Another old fashioned step. Another step, another step. He’s playing the Yesterday Waltz. He packed up his fiddle and all of his clothes. He’s beginning to remember the tune. Way up in the mountains,
Above the green hills,
Lives a poor hermit, with an old homemade fiddle. Take a step, take a step. Another step, another step. And yesterday fills up the room. There lives a poor spinster,
With an old gramaphone. It’s almost like she’s in the room. In the late afternoon, when the days work is through,
He cradles that fiddle like a girl he once knew. Take an old fashioned step. Another step, another step. Take a step, take a step. Way down in the meadow, the valley so low. He’s beginning to remember the tune. They’re dancing the Yesterday Waltz. Another old fashioned step.

Young Nigga Dreams Lyrics – Meek Mill

[Meek Mill:]
Yeah
I got Lucci in this bitch with me
On some real shit, I remember we ain’t had nothing
Dead broke, I’m talking pain and suffering
They ain’t goin’ feel my pain, they don’t know where we come from
I can talk shit ’cause I was shit
Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
Niggas talking crazy, get ’em all hit
Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss shit
Brand new Maybach, this ain’t Ross shit
This my shit, I be talking fly shit
Clean them niggas up with that mop stick
Hating on me, that’ll get your baby mom hit
Touching Caicos, spending pesos
Niggas flying private with them Draco’s
Pull up in your city, like it ain’t yours
Put a check up on your hitter, and it’s case closed
Still change hoes like I change clothes
Chain froze, Range Rov’, and I’m playin’ Hov
Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes
My nigga fighting open cases and they ain’t close
[YFN Lucci:]
I’m a young king
I’m a young king
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Remember all them nights man, when we didn’t have a thing
So it’s only right a nigga living like a king
How you goin’ tell me you ain’t never had dreams
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
We goin’ fuck ’em all up, with the whole team
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Meek Mill:]
Niggas talking tough, we calling you bluff
Took a call, got him hit, while I’m talking to Puff
Man down, man I shouldn’t be talking this stuff
The nigga that you claiming hitter, the target to us
Caught him in the morning, like it’s
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Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
Time to pull the plug on him, let his mom mourn him
Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
Spin a block on a nigga talking rah rah
He was playin’ with the birdies, now it’s bye-bye
I know Emory, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
Roc-Nation on my chain, ’cause it’s Ta-Da
Nigga, I’m the truth, I’m like W’Allah
Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
Niggas sayin’ I wouldn’t make it, I’m like why lie
I know magic, I’m a savage
It’s a plane, it’s a bird, it’s a bad bitch
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout her, you can have it
They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
Young nigga, talkin’ cash shit
You can tell we ain’t never really had shit
Took my momma
[?] public housing to a glass crib
Now my guest house bigger than my last crib
[YFN Lucci:]
I’m a young king
I’m a young king
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Remember all them nights man, when we didn’t have a thing
So it’s only right a nigga living like a king
How you goin’ tell me you ain’t never had dreams
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
We goin’ fuck ’em all up, with the whole team
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Barcelini:]
See, they treated us like peasants
But we always knew we had the blood of kings pumping through our veins
Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber and built a palace
Money, power, and violence
Sippin’ Spade on the Island
Killin’ these niggas, moment of silence-
‘Cause we done rose through the slums and beat all odds
We the poster child for every young nigga in the streets
You see us on T.V., you see who your son’s inspiring to be
It was plenty nights, man, we ain’t had nothin’ to eat
I’m talking, cup of noodles or maybe some cream of wheat
Now it’s French
[?] when we feel like it
We don’t even do Philippe’s
I mean, you wouldn’t believe me if I showed you
I’m talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab, that’s just on wine
This lifestyle, it’ll blow your mind
You know, we goin’ have it our way
Young kings, living out the dream
Bossed up, on every scene
The Mobb nigga, Barcelini

The More You Drink, The Better I Look Lyrics – Joe Diffie

Been sittin’ at the bar for nigh-on 13 hours
Got my mind made up, and I ain’t about to leave
The third bartender tonight, keeps sending me sweet iced-tea
‘Cause I’m waitin’ on a pretty little gal to make a move on me
Well, the more you drink, the better I look
You’ve had quite a few already
And, I’m hoping that’s all it took
You’ve been winkin’ at me, while I’m sending you drinks
But, I can read you like a book
The more you drink, the better I look
You may disagree, but this has been a proven method
They seem to get alot more friendly, as the night wears on
I’m looking for a little bit of good honest dancing
I just wanna have a little fun, before I go back home
See, the more you drink, the better I look
You’ve had quite a few already
And, I’m hoping that’s all it took
You’ve been winkin’ at me, while I’m sending you drinks
But, I can read you like a book
The more you drink, the better I look
I said, the more you drink, the better I look
You’ve had quite a few already
And, I’m hoping that’s all it took
You’ve been winkin’ at me, while I’m sending you drinks
But, I can read you like a book
Honey, the more you drink, the better I look I said, the more you drink, the better I look

Video Tapes Lyrics – Tinashe

This is a recorded in Shona
Which is the traditional language of the people in Zimbabwe…

Iggy Pop – Perverts In The Sun Lyrics

Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
O.J, O.J, Jose Sammy too, got nothin’ to do
The realtor hit the floor
He’s disgusted
Wants to get’em all busted
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
You guys are perverts
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone IGGY POPPerverts In The Sun Lyrics
(feat. The Trolls)
The USA is movin’ south
Our power is mostly mouth
Miami beach to Malibu
Hot weather makes’em wanna screw
Shemales, jumps bails
Weird tales on the scales
If it fails chip’n dale
Hit the gym in animal skin
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Fruit punch
Go to crunch
Take a pill
Lose your will
Get a job, in street promotion
Pushing handbills on the ocean
Gang fights all night
Garbages can’s got a tan
Rich men and hungry chicks
Stick’em in the blender – hey big spender!

Alpha Rev – Goodbye From The Start Lyrics

Did I run around you, did you run away? Was it goodbye from the start? Can you try again? Is there someone in the parlor thinking they know best? Was it goodbye from the start? Did I ask too many questions or have I been a pest? Can you learn to try again? Coffee on Sunday and a walk in the dark
To your beautiful sadness when you stole my heart
Was it a goodbye, goodbye from the start? Now there is nothing left but promises
And the beautiful sadness when you broke my heart
Was it a goodbye, goodbye from the start? Now there is nothing left but promises to fade
Was it goodbye from the start? Was it goodbye from the start? Were you afraid of waking up inside another mess? From the beginning of the blinded eye
And the weakened of the weakened mind
I should know wherever we’re leaving
Let it go, it’s just a good time
Will you please forget me? Coffee on Sunday and a walk in the dark
To your beautiful sadness when you stole my heart
Was it just a good time? Stranded and lost when you hopped in my car
There’s a beautiful sadness when you stole my heart
Was it a goodbye, goodbye? ALPHA REVGoodbye From The Start Lyrics
Is there anybody in there to come outside and play?

Rizzle Kicks – Tell Her Lyrics

Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her Tell her I love her cause I’m feeling shy. I’ve sink into to the wall,
And I’m waiting for a chance, baby us to cross our paths. Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
Tell her I love her
It seems I haven’t got the tools, yeah,
To build my courage, baby ask you if you’re cool. Well that’s how I feel for you. You’ve taken my fancy, you’re catching my eye,
You’ve taken my fancy tonight. RIZZLE KICKSTell Her Lyrics
Do you remember back in school,
When the boys and girls that could not make their moves,
So they get their friends to do the do? Tell her I love her cause I’m feeling shy. Cause I can’t approach you, no not today,
So I sit back in the corner, get my friends to say. Cause I can’t approach you, no not today,
So I sit back in the corner, get my friends to say. Tell her I love her cause I’m not that guy. You’ve taken my fancy, you’re catching my eye,
You’ve taken my fancy tonight. Tell her I love her cause I’m not that guy.

Jay-Z – Family Feud Lyrics

Two (two)
‘Specially if they’re from the same hue as you
Y’all stop me when I stop tellin’ the truth Ain’t no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I’m cute
Mmmmm
Pretty much
If anybody gettin’ handsome checks, it should be us
f**k rap, crack cocaine
Nah we did that, Black-owned things
Hundred percent, Black-owned champagne
And we merrily merrily eatin’ off these streams
Y’all still drinkin’ Perrier-Jouët, huh
But we ain’t get through to you yet, uh
What’s better than one billionaire? Turn the music up too
Super Bowl goals
My wife in the crib feedin’ the kids liquid gold
We in a whole different mode
Kid that used to pitch bricks can’t be pigeonholed
I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed
Oh, we gon’ reach a billi’ first
I told my wife the spiritual shit really work
Alhamdulillah, I run through ’em all
Hovi’s home, all these phonies come to a halt
All this old talk left me confused
You’d rather be old rich me or new you? And old niggas, y’all stop actin’ brand new
Like, 2Pac ain’t have a nose ring too, huh
Nobody wins when the family feuds
But my stash can’t fit into Steve Harvey’s suit
I’m clear why I’m here, how about you? Turn my vocal up some more
Turn my vocal up, Guru! JAY-ZFamily Feud Lyrics
My nigga got on
My nigga got on all white, no socks
My nigga got that cocaina on today
That’s how he feel
Turn my vocal up
That’s how you feel, Emory?

Lorde – Writer In The Dark Lyrics

LORDEWriter In The Dark Lyrics
Break the news—you’re walking out
To be a good man for someone else
Sorry I was never good like you
Stood on my chest and kept me down
Hated hearing my name on the lips of a crowd
Did my best to exist just for you
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
Now she’s gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
I am my mother’s child, I’ll love you ’til my breathing stops
I’ll love you ’til you call the cops on me
But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power
I’ll find a way to be without you, babe
I still feel you now and then
Slow like pseudo-ephedrine
When you see me, will you say I’ve changed? I ride the subway, read the signs
I let the seasons change my mind
I love it here since I’ve stopped needing you
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
Now she’s gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark
I am my mother’s child, I’ll love you ’til my breathing stops
I’ll love you ’til you call the cops on me
But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power
I’ll find a way to be without you, babe
I am my mother’s child, I’ll love you ’til my breathing stops
I’ll love you ’til you call the cops on me
But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power
I’ll find a way to be without you, babe

Young Thug – Oh Yeah Lyrics

YOUNG THUGOh Yeah Lyrics
I was riding on a bike
On a very late night
She gave me chills
I’m for real
Hey I’m the one with soul, and I know your role
A real one for sure (for sure)
I won’t fuel your coke, I won’t fuel lipo Oh no, no no
Oh yeah yeah, no
Oh yeah yeah, oh
Oh yeah yeah, oh
Look at that stand right there, that stand right there
That stand right there
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Half-ass standing in your door
I’ll walk past the street (f**k that street)
Next to my bike, child on the front
Child on the bike like we livin’ overseas
I had a dream these niggas stood over me (Yeah wha?)
I had a bad bitch and she ate it off a cake (Bitch you geek)
Drunk off your love and I just stood by the sink (Bleah)
Look in these eyes, they disguise, you the mink (What?)
I just popped like rubber bands on it (Rup, rup)
Her booty fly like LA, I just land on it (Yeah)
Yeah, top-knot, it’s a brand on it
Baby tell me where we stand
Her booty big as a sedan, I’m like
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Look at that stand right there, that stand right there
That stand right there
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Now I be cruisin’ to Lil Uzi
Talking shit so pass the toupee
We made a deal, ain’t nothin’ to do with it
I want head like a dinner date
I remember you popped your first bottle (I remember)
I remember I had my first toddler (What?)
Nothin’ changed, I remember I had my third toddler (What?)
Yeah lil Wanda, she was my sherm partner (Lick, lick)
Free lil unfunk he got an urg doctor
I ranned off on some of my cursed doctors
Dropped the racks right on ’em like a girl got ’em
I’m just singing babe, this your world, yeah yeah
And if I like ’em and you love ’em they deserve partners (Ha!)
You left a bag for me to see
You left a bag and now you hurt me
I only helped you pack your bag because you urk me (Swat)
Do it hurt when you gone? I’m like
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Look at that stand right there, that stand right there
That stand right there
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah yeah
f**k ’em all and f**k what they thinkin’
First it wet then it multiplying
You still piped, you ain’t take it down yeah
Mekhi Phifer, let’s throw it down, yeah yeah
Bae you know that it’s goin’ down
I’m they ticket, they hold me down
And I’m so in love with the town
Much respect when you come around
I was riding on a bike
On a very late night
She gave me chills, I’m for real