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A$AP Ferg – Kristi YamaGucci Lyrics

[Intro: NickNPattiWhack]
Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smokin’
Been chokin’ and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s fuckin’ champ, these are puppies baby
They can’t fuck with you baby, lord

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks, Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap, monogram on a Maybach
Testin’ that pussy like Pap (smear), eatin’ that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah), [Lil Pump?] she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write Yammy a letter, tell ’em I’m doin’ way better
“Plain Jane” the song of the year, I’m busy just chasin’ the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards, I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal and Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJs, then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sendin’ me all these free clothes, momma just put it on eBay
I run the shit like a relay, niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me and Jam Master Jay for TJ

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that shit just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the fuckin’ world with this shit, baby
Niggas cannot touch you

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flaggin’ and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia, got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the fuck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these fuckin’ Motorolas
Niggas can’t even track us, baby

[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tyin’ up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talkin’ groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talkin’ niggas, I ain’t talkin’ nada
They ain’t talkin’ figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruisin’ in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, fucked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m gettin’ buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playin’ chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losin’ track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

Lorde – Supercut (El-P Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Lorde]
In my
Supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, supercut of us

[Verse 1: Lorde]
In my head, I play a supercut of us
All the magic we gave off
All the love we had and lost
And in my head, the visions never stop
These ribbons wrap me up
But when I reach for you, there’s just a supercut

[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us

[Pre-Chorus: Lorde]
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the radio up
In your car, the supercut of us
We keep tryna talk about us
Slow motion, I’m watchin’ our love
In your car, the supercut of, supercut of

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
We is the villains, and there ain’t no chillin’
Get body bags and the toe tags, yeah
Scoundrels in housin’, we tore through your town
And we reload it and now we back, man
Forgiato rollin’ on a ’96 Impala
With a pretty thing, show me where I’m slayin’
I ain’t playin’ with you lames
700 horse in the Hellcat
Take ya bitch, where ya at?

[Verse 3: El-P]
Dirty, all-black Jeep, 2018
With the clean rhyme rappers on deck, check
Came with the bad bars, bully with the big box
Trust we’re the runners on set
G-G-Give it up, you don’t got a bit of luck left
Nah, not even a itty bit of fresh (Good lord)
Fall on your sword for the crime abhorrent
That’s your reward for the mindless whorin’

[Verse 4: Killer Mike]
This for everybody that hated
Michael and Jamie, we made it
Everyday debt due, we paid it
My cadence is heinous
You keep tryna play us, and you gon’ be famous
And just like the top on my 7-5 drop
I’m just hittin’ a button and you gon’ be brainless
And that’s from the back of a ‘lac where I’m smokin’ the sack
Wit’ my girl, watchin’ seasons of Shameless

[Verse 5: El-P]
There’s no manual, Run the Jewels publish shit annual
Every minute I’m in it, I’m runnin’ a clinic
Wild animal, livin’ like a Fine Young Cannibal
Citizen of civics, admit it, the kid get it
Earth’s a hot block, [?] chop chop
[?] my heart just pop off
The hot rocks shooters will knock your whole op off
That’s why I don’t got tocks on the clock to rock soft

[Verse 6: Lorde]
So I fall into continents and cars
All the stages and the stars
I turn all of it to just a su-

[Chorus: Lorde]
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of us
Supercut, supercut of, supercut of, super, super

Slim Jxmmi – Brxnks Truck lyrics

Ear Drummers
Jxm

[Chorus]
Bring out the Brinks truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

[Verse 1]
You know these bitches checkin’ on me
In the DMs gettin’ naked for me (ayy)
I ain’t even took a dollar out my pocket
And the girls still shakin’ for me (shake, shake)
And I’m frosty like Tony (ayy)
In the club smokin’ weed with the owner (woah)
I can walk on water
Poppin’ Ace of Spades like Corona (ayy)

[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm)

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ on shawty, I might go a round or two
Stackin’ up, I love how my money counter move (I love it)
N.W.A, nigga with attitude, I got a bag or two
And I dropped out of school (dropout)
I’m goin’ up, check my vertical (check it)
Fuck it, mane, I’m breakin’ every rule (every rule)
TMZ harassin’ me, I got a camera crew (woah)
I’m addicted to shoppin’, so everything brand new (everything brand new, yeah)
I’m friends with the jeweler, my diamonds like Shamu (my diamonds like Shamu, ayy, ooh)
She rubbin’ the head like she applyin’ shampoo (she rubbin’ the head, yeah)
Pretty face, she got a lil’ ass too (she got a lil’ ass, yeah)
Keep a few racks on me, I used to work in the factory
Niggas been hatin’, that sh*t never bothered me
I make they bitch come and swallow me
Nut on her back, then I tell her to follow me (woo)
Teacher said that I’m a mothaf*ckin’ prodigy (Jxm)
When I’m shoppin’, I don’t care what it’s costin’ me
Ten bands, really, that ain’t a lot to me (woo)
Turn up my swag to infinity (Jxm)
I leveled up on these niggas (leveled up)
Yeah, I leveled up (woo, woo)
I bezeled up on these niggas (bezeled up)
Yeah, I bezeled up (woo, woo)
I ain’t got time for no negative energy (no)
I’m on a winnin’ streak, I’m on a killin’ streak (we winnin’, my nigga)
The devil be doin’ the most, but he don’t ever get to me

[Chorus]
Bring out the Brinks truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
100 yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
10,000 dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm)

Rae Sremmurd – Powerglide lyrics

Yeah, Yeah Yeah
*Mike WiLL Made-It*
Yeah, Yeah Yeahh
*Mally Mall*
Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
*Ear Drummers*
Yeah, hoe

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Comin’ out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Diamonds unthawed
Coming in froze (froze)
Got too many girls to let one of them go (oh)
When I make a purchase, I can’t wait to showboat (oh)
If she bad I put a pinky ring on snow globe
I’ma have that n*gger on lock like Hulk Hogan (yeah)
She was going up and down the pole like yo-yo (down)
You can say I’m greedy ’cause I always want more (more)
I don’t f*ck with [?] ’cause they with some slow-pokes (lame)
Oh, money on monsoon
Baby girl full moon (ay)
Yeah these niggas with some money [?]
She don’t she stop, pedigrees, now they clueless
Oh, they balling like Mutombo, yeah
Much cleaner than your tool kits, woah
Can you believe every night we do this, yeah

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Hold up, Imma’ go and spend that money soon (hold up)
I don’t care if she had a man, so? (man)
Pedicure gang get your fingernails did
With no shame flips that ass like heads or tails (tails)
And she finer than a motherlover (lover)
Can I hit that ass like a bullseye? (hit)
She gon’ suck like a bloodsucker (woo)
My feet higher than a motherf*cker
Oh, I hear you like fast cash (fast cash)
Oh, You know I got the hots for you (I’ve got the hots)
I’m being reckless, so I cash in
She said, “I only wanna dance for you”
We have no mercy for you, no (no)
Me and my niggas closer than in-laws (than in-laws)
Fuck an interview she know the answer (answer)
Prototype cars not a Jaguar, aaah!

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Duck sauce on my feet, hoe
Pass around the pre-rolleds
Rollie on my chain
Flava Flav with the Steez, hoe
Kush residue on my jeans
I blow hella dope
And them classy Reeboks
Whiter than snow
And a nigga be dressin’
Walkin’ ’round, who just steppin’?
Unintentional flexin’
Tryna send out a message
Money walk with the [?]
Shake that ass wit’ ya bestie
Seein’ stars in the rental
Got your broad in the rental?
20k in AOD
And it’s just me and my kinfolk?
Tryna send a girl to college
I ain’t coppin’ no [?]?
Say her birthday late July
Yeah, that means she a Leo?
Might just leave with me tonight
But that don’t mean she a freak hoe
Fuck with dancers and models
Shout out them girls who get dollars
Shawty came from the bottom
Yeah, shout out Keisha bottoms
Couple cases of Rose
Came out to me with the [?]
I pour up for all the girls
But I’ma drink out the bottles

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

[Verse 4: Juicy J]
She got that million dollar n*gger
But I get it for the free
She like to do a lot of snow
I told that bitch to come and ski
Shawty bad
She can get it
She can swallow
She can spit it
Bring her friend
If she with it
On the pole
Got her splitted
In the bed
Or the Lamb
Got your bitch
Suckin’ dick
On the ‘Gram
V12 helped me get up out the jam
Trunk full of slam
R.I.P Lil Peep
I gotta slow down on them Xans (hey)
Just had a ménage (hey)
Back seat of my Benz (hey)
Put that sh*t on camera (hey)
She squirted on the lens (hey)
Then she told me put it on her chinny chin-chin (hey)
Pocket full of nothin’ but them Benjy Franklins (hey)
With the gang posted up (up)
Puttin’ numbers up (up)
Bitch, want me that check first
I don’t wanna f*ck (yeah)
They say it’s cuffing season
Baby, you ain’t good enough (nope)
She want a real nigga
Dog, you ain’t hood enough

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
What’s in ya’ mug? Toasted up, no I ain’t hostin’
Kush all in my lap because these hoes don’t want to roll it
I was sliding in the lamb’ with the power glide (oh)
Slime green paint, peanut butter inside (oh)
She wanna f*ck, speak up
Coming out her clothes (oh)
I’m in wonderland when she comin’ down the poll (whoa)
And I don’t care if she take all of mine (oh)
Like it ain’t sh*t but a dollar sign

Swae Lee – Hurt To Look lyrics

It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

[Verse 1]
I can feel the weight of what you say (ooh, ooh)
I had explanations for days (ooh, ooh)
Don’t think you’re the only one that’s sane
It seems like we’re not on the same page
All I do is think when I’m away (away)
Colors burst and all I see are shapes (hey)
Sun goes away and that’s when I call your name (your name)
She’s here for good, and I’m here to stay

[Chorus]
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh)

[Verse 2]
She said the E was for missin’ my embrace (yeah, oh-oh)
So, yeah, I feel so out of place (woo, oh, yeah)
I was meant to love and protect you
You know what’s on my mind, but now it’s in my heart
Give me someone to connect to (to)
Because these drinks are hitting me a little hard

[Chorus]
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (hey, ah-ah, ah)
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way (your way, ah-ah, ah)
I shouldn’t have to catch a case (ah-ah, ah yeah)
‘Cause I’m the one that can’t stand to feel any more pain (ah-ah, ooh, ooh)

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ah-ah, ooh, yeah
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way
It shouldn’t hurt
It shouldn’t hurt to look your way
It shouldn’t hurt, it shouldn’t hurt
Let me f*ck with it real quick

ASAP Ferg – Kristi YamaGucci lyrics

Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smoking
Been choking and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s f*cking [??], these are puppies baby
They can’t f*ck with you baby, lord

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks
Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap
Monogram on a Maybach
Testing that n*gger like Pap (smear)
Eating that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah)
Lil Pump she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write here me a letter
Tell ’em I’m doing way better
“Plain Jane” the song of the year
I’m busy just chasing the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards
I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal
And Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJ’s
Then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sending me all these free clothes
Momma just put it on eBay
I run the sh*t like a relay
Niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me
And Jam Master Jay for TJ

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that sh*t just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the f*ckin’ world with this sh*t, baby
Niggas cannot touch you

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flagging and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the f*ck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these f*ckin’ Motorola’s
Niggas can’t even track us, baby

[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tying up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talking groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talking niggas, I ain’t talking nada
They ain’t talking figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruising in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, f*cked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m getting buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playing chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losing track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

Future – ICWNT lyrics

Swerve Swerve Swerve Swerve
Yuh yuh yuh

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t sh*t, we f*ck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot

[Verse 1]
I can’t wife no thot
40 at my spot
Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top
I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck
I got a little better flex
I damn near was obsessed
All that is, is a bougie freak
Saddity bitch, from Laguna Beach
Pussy good and her throat deep
Sucked so long her nose bleed
I ain’t savin’ no slutty, I hit her and her buddy
Bought the freak a little puppy, but she ain’t nothin’ but my cuddy
I can’t wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot
I’m from out the slums, f*ck these thotties ’cause I’m hot
Hundred round drum and I shot it on the spot
Codeine on her tongue, cause I’m drinkin’ syrup a lot
Did a donut out the lot, soon as I turned out the parking lot
I can’t wife no thot, no, I can’t wife no thot
I had bought some Cartiers cause that mouth there on lock
Gucci sock get Louis top
Big chain made her n*gger pop
Earring got her lashing out
Walkin’ round like a rental cop
Checkin’ bitches they be on the Gram
Check her phone, think she tryna scam
I ain’t tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma’am
I hit that nanny on green green
Swallow my cum no ring ring
Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean thing
Came with her panties, I gave her some lean lean
I gave her the clean clean
She want the molly, I gave her a green bean
She took off her wing wings
I put her inside of the Bentley thing
Fucked up a Maybelline
Maybe she think she more than what she is
Maybe she thinkin’ queen
Maybe she think Super gone save her
Maybe she f*ckin’ round with the neighbors

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t sh*t, we’ll f*ck em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot

The Neighbourhood – Nervous lyrics

Maybe I shouldn’t try to be perfect
I confess, I’m obsessed with the surface
In the end, if I fall or if I get it all
I just hope that it’s worth it
Last year I fell flat on my face
And last month I knew somethin’ should change
Last week I started over again
Ask me and I’ll tell you how I’ve been
Mhm, don’t get me started

[Chorus]
You’ve got me nervous to speak
So I just won’t say anything at all
I’ve got an urge to release
And you keep tellin’ me to hold on
You’ve got me nervous to move
So I just won’t give anything to you
You got me turnin’ all around to be who you need me to

[Verse 2]
Should I be quiet?
Uh, come on, be silent
Uh, you know I’m tryin’
So don’t say nothin’
Uh, tell me you trust me and
Kiss me and hug me, yeah
Well, I would do anything for ya
You just gotta love me and
I got an itch in my throat
I don’t know which way to go
I keep on switchin’, I know
I need a different approach
It’s all because I wanna
Show you that I’m so capable

[Chorus]
You’ve got me nervous to speak
So I just won’t say anything at all
I’ve got an urge to release
And you keep tellin’ me to hold on
You’ve got me nervous to move
So I just won’t give anything to you
You got me turnin’ all around to be who you need me to

[Refrain]
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word, be quiet
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word
Hush, baby, when you do, I just get hurt

[Verse 3]
Come on, baby, don’t you hurt me anymore
I’m not the same way that I was before
I got goosebumps all over me
When you’re around, hard for me to breathe
Come on, baby, don’t you do that anymore
It’s not like the days, at night, I feel so short
My nerves, they give me a sign
Tell me I’m not fine, mhm

[Chorus]
You’ve got me nervous to speak
So I just won’t say anything at all
I’ve got an urge to release
And you keep tellin’ me to hold on
You’ve got me nervous to move
So I just won’t give anything to you
You got me turnin’ all around to be who you need me to

[Refrain]
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word, be quiet
Hush, baby, don’t you say another word
Hush, baby, when you do, I just get hurt

MNEK – Tongue lyrics

[Verse 1]
Swimming pool of passion
Mutual attraction
We both know there is something going on
There is something going on
Didn’t wanna start this first with those three little words
‘Cause we both know there is something going on
But I don’t wanna play it wrong

[Pre-Chorus 1]
So I’m not gonna say it
No, I don’t wanna say it
I don’t know how to take it
So I’mma try not to say it
‘Cause when I said it in the past
Each time it didn’t last
So I’mma try not to say it
But it feels like I might say it

[Chorus]
So I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one
I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one

[Verse 2]
No big deal explaining how I feel
I don’t know why it is taking us so long
Why it’s taking us so long
So much hestiation for that kinda conversation
We both know there is something going on now
But we don’t wanna play it wrong

[Pre-Chorus 2]
So I’m not gonna say it
So that’s not to say it
I don’t know how to take it
So I’mma try not to say it
‘Cause when I said it in the past
Each time it didn’t last
So I’mma try not to say it
But it feels like I might say it

[Chorus]
So I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one
I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one
I’m putting both hands over my
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one
I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one

[Bridge]
Ticky-too-ticky-tee-ticky-ta-ta-ta
(I think I love you)
Tip of my tongue
Licky you, licky me, licky la-la-la
(I think I love you)
What’s on your tongue?
Ticky-too-ticky-tee-ticky-ta-ta-ta
(I think I love you)
I should bite my tongue
Licky you, licky me, licky la-la-la
(I think I love you)
You might be the one
You might be the one
(I think I love ya)

[Pre-Chorus 3]
No, I’m not trying to say it
No, I don’t wanna say it
I’mma try not to say it
But it feels like I might say it

[Chorus]
So I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you
I think you’re the one)
Now I’m putting both hands over my
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one
I’m putting both hands over my mouth
I can only hope nothing’s gonna come out, baby
But there it is on the tip of my tongue
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one

[Outro]
Ticky-too-ticky-tee-ticky-ta-ta-ta
(I think I love you)
(Think I’m in love with you, baby)
Tip of my tongue
Licky you, licky me, licky la-la-la
(I think I love you)
What’s on your tongue?
Ticky-too-ticky-tee-ticky-ta-ta-ta
(I think I love you)
I should bite my tongue
Licky you, licky me, licky la-la-la
(I think I love you)
I think you’re the one

Iggy Azalea – Savior (feat. Quavo)

[Verse 1: Iggy Azalea]
Been around the world and I, I, I, I can’t find my baby
Things gettin’ crazy, losin’ my patience
Why you keep me waitin’? Goin’ through the phases
Got me walkin’ out the house all done up
Just in case I see your face and you decide to run up
Yeah, I’m in a different place, I need someone to hold on to
I been sendin’ up a prayer hope the call gets through

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
‘Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin’ down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately, I’ve been feelin’ hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I’ll wait for ya

[Chorus: Quavo]
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, to save me

[Post-Chorus: Iggy Azalea & Quavo]
Ah ay, na na na ay
Ah ay, na na na ay (yeah)
Ah ay, na na na ay (I’ve been looking for a savior,)
Ah ay, na na na ay (savior, yeah, to save me)

[Verse 2: Iggy Azalea]
I feel like God playin’ tricks on me, got a fix on me
Feel the weight of the world like I got a brick on me
Had a dance with the devil and he got a grip on me
I’m just tryna get to heaven, hope you got a ticket for me, uh
I’ve been sending up prayers I need feedback
Past full of sin can someone delete that
My path got muddy, I feel like my feet trapped
Can you give me the strength now to beat that?

[Pre-Chorus: Iggy Azalea]
‘Cause my heart beats for you only
I wonder if you even know me
Countin’ down every moment
That I wait for ya, I wait for ya
I wonder if you even notice
Lately, I’ve been feelin’ hopeless
Easy to lose focus, but I’ll wait for ya

[Chorus: Quavo]
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior (hey)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, to save me

[Bridge: Iggy Azalea]
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you (hey, saving it)
Saving it all for you, saving it all for you (all for you, uh)
Saving my love for you, saving my love for you (hey, saving it)
Saving it all for you, saving it all for you (uh)

[Chorus: Quavo & Iggy Azalea]
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
I’ve been looking for a real one to hold on to
I’ve been looking for a savior (ah ay, na na na ay)
Savior, yeah, to save me

[Outro: Iggy Azalea & Quavo]
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey, I’ve been looking for a)
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey, I’ve been looking for a)
Been around the world and I, I, I (hey)
I’ve been looking for a savior, savior, yeah, save me

A-Trak & Falcons – Ride For Me (feat. Young Thug & 24hrs)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
A-Trak, woo!
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thugger, woo!
Baby, woo, woo, uh

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
[?]
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound

[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him

[Verse 2: 24hrs]
24hrs
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little… beast"
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
A-Trak, you been on my mind
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Hello, pussy really call my line
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
You should really call my line
You been on my mind
Hello, you should really call my mind

[Chorus: 24hrs]
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
These niggas fake like a display
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Catch a murder case, then I skip states

[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you been on my mind
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line

Kelly Clarkson – Didn’t I (On The Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Remember, not long ago
You called me hysterical
I finally figured us out
My fire was hot enough
To burn on for the both of us
And your water keeps puttin’ us out

[Pre-Chorus]
And I should be steam
The way you love to rain over me
Then turn around and call me your queen
Too blind to see, the way it stings, the pain it brings

[Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything?
I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything?
You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder?
Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over?
When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I?

[Verse 2]
I’m over this tug of war
I’ve told you so many times before
Now I’m finally lettin’ go of the rope, yeah
Well this game is too ugly, boy
And these hands are tired from keepin’ you up
And my heart hurts from holdin’ out hope

[Pre-Chorus]
And I can’t stay clean
With all the dirt you’re throwing at me
Then turn around and call me your queen
Too blind to see, the way it stings, or the pain it brings

[Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything?
I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything?
You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder?
Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over?
When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I?

[Bridge]
Oh, yeah (Baby)
Didn’t I, didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything? (Baby)
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I?

[Chorus]
Didn’t I give you everything?
I gave you everything, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything?
You got the best of me, baby (baby, baby)
Didn’t I
Hear you cryin’ on my shoulder?
Beggin’ hold me ’til it’s over?
When you’re lonely, just remember
I gave you everything
D-d-didn’t I?

[Outro]
Ooh
Didn’t I, didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything, baby?
Didn’t I, didn’t I?
Didn’t I give you everything, baby?
Didn’t I, didn’t I
Didn’t I give you everything, baby?
Didn’t I, didn’t I
Didn’t I give you everything?

Kelly Clarkson – I Don’t Think About You (On The Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

[Verse 1]
When you’re lost in the moment
You can’t see where you’re goin’
I didn’t know who I could trust
So I put all my faith in us
Oh, you tore me to pieces
Turned my strength into weakness
I didn’t want it all to fall apart
So I decided just to play the part

[Pre-Chorus]
But honestly, I’d do it all again
Puttin’ up with all the bullshit
It made me strong enough to do this

[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I lost my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you

[Verse 2]
I feel freedom where I stand now
And I feel proud of who I am now
Yeah, I learned a lot along the way
I love the woman that I became

[Pre-Chorus]
I was patient, but not anymore
It’s back in my hands
And you swore I’d never do it
But it’s your time to face the music

[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I lost my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you

[Bridge]
It was hard to hold on
Days and nights I thought I’d never make it at all
Couldn’t make it at all
Now I stand tall
Feeling like myself again, no worries at all
Breathe
No one can stop me from livin’ this moment for me
I found my heartbeat
After all that I’ve been through
No, I don’t think about you

[Chorus]
It used to bother me, thought I could never leave
After all that I’ve been through, nothin’ left to prove
No, no, no, I don’t think about you
Weighing down on me
I found my sanity
And now that we are through, nothin’ left to lose
No, no, no, I don’t think about you

[Outro]
I don’t think about you (no)
(No, no, no) No, no, no
(Not anymore) Not anymore
No, no, no, I don’t think about you

Tory Lanez – Memories Don’t Die (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Turn it up a little bit
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1]
Tory Lanez got the block on whiplash
The cops on draw quick fast so my shit stashed
I keep a big fifth stashed in the whip dash
Trip, catch six in a second like quick flash
Bitch pass if you ain’t lettin’ the clique smash
I switch tags just so I could let my chicks brag
Niggas whole swag ain’t half my chicks bag
No jokes, those’ll get you smoked like quick drag
I click fast and blang your bitch ass
Brain from your chick in the whip that I just crashed
Sound wow like Tory puttin’ a thou down
Tryna make a bitch bow down in the chow chows
Don’t you know I sing songs with a mink on
And have chicks dripping like the sink in their string thong?
I ding dong ditch bitches when the fling gone
With a mink on and four fingers that my rings on
Quick drawin’ like you don’t know where my dick going
Like I ain’t been up in your chick dorm since the flip phones
My ice rocky, nice jocky
So much maple leaf money, niggas think I’m playing ice hockey
I’m that fly type, move through the night cocky
Bitch, I look so good, even the dykes watch me
I’m on indictment with a bad lightskin
Chain rain so much water they think we ’bout to have lightning
When I spit, niggas think I’m in that lab fightin’
Niggas think that I’m left hooking and I’m jab writin’
One thing is, I ain’t in that lab writin’, nigga everything is off top
Word to my bald spot
I used to have to stash work in my broad spot
Cops came, had to stash work in the bra strap
Phone calls and my connect is just a call drop
We don’t count down on those, that’s a ball drop
Come on akh, pretendin’ y’all niggas on block
Twin fives put like ten of y’all niggas on shots
We could do it however y’all niggas wan’ rock
Make this shit pop like oil in a chrome pot
And it don’t stop
I’m not a picture painter but I will put a nigga in his own chalk
I let the .9 spill
I got a ill lil’ shooter out in Brownsville down for the wild deal
I’ll feel blessed if nigga test and my shooter leave him streched ’til the bones in his spine chill
I’m ill nigga, this is not a time drill
I used to serve on the strip and watch Seinfield
Man, I remember serving on the strip
Watching out for cops hoping out suburbans on the strip
Working on the strip, chilling with a .30 on my hip
Whole team of shooters, bunch of Steph Curries in my clique
Boy, I’m a wild boy, check the style, boy
I’m a real baller, you a towel boy
I’ll put ’em in the future, no Elroy
‘Cause I pop tops like I’m opening some Altoids
Breath minty and fresh Fendi
Got a hustler chick down to smuggle bricks through the West Indies
I’ll hustle ’til it’s nothing left in me, and the plug hear ’bout me and gotta invest in me
I send semi’s at any nigga that’s testin’ me
I’m prayin’ to the lord, he’s the one that been blessing me
But yo, I got a sick set
And my jewels like dipset
And we on cam like dipset
These fuck niggas say they coming for the kid neck?
Give you dog shots like I’m checking in a sick pet
Got street ties with the street guys
Even if they fly on G5s, they’ll kill you for a G5
Fifteen hunnid, my FN gunning
My dawg copped twenty birds, and they just keep coming
He sold four and plus he let a sick team run ’em
We ain’t talking ’bout a verse when it’s a sixteen coming (check)
I’m a real nigga
I keep a Tommy on my body but when you see me, I ain’t wearin’ Hilfigher
Just a ladder and a roofer that’ll drill niggas
And down to take his charge when he kill niggas
Look, I’m the hot kid in the school
I pull up to the party and I pop chicks in the pool
Hot chicks say I’m hot and my dick is a jewel
Just let me box with that twat, I’ll stick it and move
Yo, she like the way my wrist dance
She like the way the wrists on my fist dance
Every time a nigga switch hands
And my guns and shooters on quickstands
You would thinks the guns designer, they way they come in rip pants
Wrist cuts, my wrist slants and I’m in the truck getting jiggy, tryna get up in your chick pants
Bitch dance
It’s four hoes with me, if them four hoes did me, shawty, it won’t be a fifth chance
My whole stretch from south France to Brisbane
And they attached to the arms like wrist bands
Look, I send ’em up and I’ma send a [?] back if they sent ’em up
My dawg got a twenty on him and a semi tucked
But, I’ve been in so many life or death situations, I just wanna live it up
I dropped it off and I picked it up
And my Joels all Embiided and I’m feeling all sixered up
I’m in the club tryna find a thick chick to fuck
Man, after all my neck and wrist is all glittered up
Bitches wanna fuck it up, now they want to lick it up
They man hear about it next day and wan’ get me touched
In a Bentley, tints tucked, Cuban linked up
Big chain on me in case I gotta get you inked up
Wrink up, see the wrist roller wrinked up
Whole squad looking like we robbed us a Brink’s truck
Any cat that know Lanez know I’m worldwide
I leave you on your sweatshirt like Earl died
I’m more wavy than a surfer on a curl tide
And you a bitch, even lookin’ from your girl’s eyes
I’m a stunna, my wrist done up, my girls got the scar tissue on her tits done up
Fucking with her, I’ma have to lift gun up and bang bang ’til the tissue on your hip come up
I’m a all around star player
I’m a lot of y’all father like Darth Vader
Fuck niggas know I charge for my hard labour
I spent nights in that cold for that hard paper
Listen, that’s why I feel I’m the most hot in the place
A lot of niggas saying they hot but they not in the place
And your block? It ain’t hot, man it’s safe
Next nigga diss Tory Lanez ’bout to get shot in his face, nigga
I hate niggas that lie and move funny
That why keep fly and chill on the cruise money
Y’all niggas lose money, y’all niggas just snooze money
Just look at my blood, my shit is just ooze money
Look, I do this for that youngin’ on the corner
That hustle all day though he never had a daughter
He never had a father, he hustle in the corner
I’m telling that he wilding tryna truck the shit to Florida
But niggas love to hustle, it’s aura
When you come up from the poor, you struggle and you short
You gon’ do it for mother, lost your brother to the force
So you in the only son to keep the loving in the core
Every day you ducking strays tryna run in to the store
And you can’t afford a bed, layin’ covers on the floor
And you momma’s stressing and her blood pressure getting lower
And your daughter want that brand new toy
But it’s hard to show her that you broke and can’t afford it
So you on the corner, niggas talking shit and the plug, he keep avoidin’ ya
So you wanna hustle and you tryna get your coin up
Out there on your own, but shit, Satan will corner ya
So you wanna own, tryna get your own up
Now I’m on my own, I’m just tryna get my own up
Had to come through, 54, bought the chrome up
Niggas tried to hate, had to bring back the chrome up
I’m on Funk Flex, ay yo fuck everybody that said, "fuck Flex"
I don’t care what niggas talk and how they wan’ talk
I’m on my thing and my niggas let them things bark
Listen, look, I been this way, I don’t care how the fuck I’m coming in this way
I’m with my nigga Ray, my nigga Uno and my nigga GP
Niggas come through, I got them bitches on the CD
They gon’ watch me like we on the DVD
I don’t give a fuck man, you see me on the TV
And I’m all up in the Champs, and I’m all up in Adidas
I got all the bad bitches, more stripes than a zebra
Niggas hatin’ on me, ’cause they see me and I’m gettin’-
Fuck around, see me magazine, up all up in the features
XXL ain’t want me on the cover, next year they came around
I fucked around and dubbed ’em
I don’t give a fuck, y’all nigga know how I be rocking
Forty fifth on the block, niggas milly rocking
Ciroc poppin’, shout out my nigga French
That French Vanilla is lit and the shit is intense
I had a bad bitches threesomes last night
It was mad riches, all my niggas savages
I come to the block, above the averages
I don’t give a fuck, my niggas

Slim Jxmmi – Brxnks Truck

[Intro]
Ear Drummers
Jxm’

[Chorus]
Bring out the Brink’s truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

[Verse 1]
You know these bitches checkin’ on me
In the DMs gettin’ naked for me (ayy)
I ain’t even took a dollar out my pocket
And the girls still shakin’ for me (shake, shake)
And I’m frosty like Tony (ayy)
In the club smokin’ weed with the owner (whoa)
I can walk on water
Poppin’ Ace of Spades like Corona (ayy)

[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm’)

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ on shawty, I might go a round or two
Stackin’ up, I love how my money counter move (I love it)
N.W.A., nigga with attitude, I got a bag or two
And I dropped out of school (dropout)
I’m goin’ up, check my vertical (check it)
Fuck it, mane, I’m breakin’ every rule (every rule)
TMZ harassin’ me, I got a camera crew (whoa)
I’m addicted to shoppin’, so everything brand new (everything brand new, yeah)
I’m friends with the jeweler, my diamonds like Shamu (my diamonds like Shamu, ayy, ooh)
She rubbin’ the head like she applyin’ shampoo (she rubbin’ the head, yeah)
Pretty face, she got a lil’ ass, too (she got a lil’ ass, yeah)
Keep a few racks on me, I used to work in the factory
Niggas been hatin’, that shit never bothered me
I make they bitch come and swallow me
Nut on her back, then I tell her to follow me (woo)
Teacher said that I’m a motherfuckin’ prodigy (Jxm’)
When I’m shoppin’, I don’t care what it’s costin’ me
Ten bands, really, that ain’t a lot to me (woo)
Turn up my swag to infinity (Jxm’)
I leveled up on these niggas (leveled up)
Yeah, I leveled up (woo, woo)
I bezeled up on these niggas (bezeled up)
Yeah, I bezeled up (woo, woo)
I ain’t got time for no negative energy (no)
I’m on a winnin’ streak, I’m on a killin’ streak (we winnin’, my nigga)
The devil be doin’ the most, but he don’t ever get to me

[Chorus]
Bring out the Brink’s truck, I’m young, fly and iced up (icy)
One-hundred yard dash, bitch, I had to run my price up
Nigga, boss your life up, I had to boss mine up (ayy)
Ten-thousand dollar outfit, hundred dollar lineup (ayy)

[Refrain]
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (skrrt, ayy)
When you on top, niggas gon’ hate on you
That’s what they’re s’posed to do, I don’t know how to lose (yeah)
I think the ‘Rari go faster without the roof (Jxm’)

Towkio – Symphony (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

[Verse 1: Towkio]
You and your friends watch videos, try and dance like Beyoncé
You was raised a church girl, now you always find yourself out on Sunday
And do on Monday the same thing you did Tuesday and Wednesday feel the same
Now you feel uncool like your auntie husband and you don’t wanna feel that lame
But you don’t know that much, but it’s okay go pour that up
If you got your drink then hold that up
‘Cause you ain’t pay for it ’cause you got a big ol’ ass
So somebody bought it, you ain’t gotta pay that back
I’m like, each night and it don’t get old
But just know everything that glisten ain’t gold so
Don’t believe everything you’ve been told
Just know that your future ain’t sittin’ in stone like
Rolling Stone, I rock like granite
Hit the stage, rock the mic like Janet
If I say things they might just happen
Turn stock to seeds, I might just plant it up
With no ring, just a Saturn, whip
You used to get your son from baby daddy (uh)
I ain’t judgin’ beauty pageants but
Time ain’t never movin’ backwards, so okay get this infamy
I just feel all the vibe that you sent for me
If God sent me an inquiry about angels and instantly
You fell outta the sky with a pair of some angel wings
Would you believe in the thing called destiny?
So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me?
Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I’m like

[Chorus: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
(Come On! Ay Play Along! Ay)
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?
Tell me, would you play along?

[Verse 2: Towkio]
I said, play along play along, like it ain’t that hard
Don’t act too cool, play your part
And if your card decline and you claim fraud
Then if your man’s there, then he gon’ take that charge
But if it’s never your fault then it’s never your fault
If you don’t got money, you can save that thought
And you ain’t learn a thing, now you pay back loans
For that diploma that sit on your wall at home (damn)
So who you owe, what you own, you say you grown
But I can’t tell, pop out, best fit you gon’ put it on
But you still out here takin’ them big L’s
Broken nail, crack the screen
Worked at noon, slept ’til 3, at the club you risked it all
‘Cause you stayed there ’til they turned the lights on
Lookin’ for that love in basketball (like why?)
Really, no, I’m just sayin’
You be looking for the right things in wrong places
Like a man catch chills from your body language
At this point get lost in translation
Like Damn, know they got it in for me
I can feel all the vibe that you sent for me
It’s scientific chemistry, you wifey, WiFi, you connect to me
So let me be the Adam and you be Eve
Really girl I’m just tryin’ to feel your energy
So would you live for me? Or die for me? Or sin for me?
Or play along baby girl like a symphony? I’m like

[Chorus: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Would you live for me? Die for me?
Sin for me? Cry for me?
Baby, if I wrote you a symphony
Tell me, would you play along?
(Come On!) Play Along
Tell me, would you play along? (Yo)
Tell me, would you play along?

[Pre-Outro: Towkio]
If God sent me an inquiry about angels that he missed consistently
And then you fell out of the sky with some angel wings
Would you believe it was meant to be? Huh? Like

[Outro: Teddy Jackson & Towkio]
Oh, baby it’s your move (Play along, play)
It’s your move
Tell me what you want to do, yeah
So, tell me what you want to do
Tell me what you want to do, yeah

Brandi Carlile – The Joke

[Verse 1]
You’re feeling nervous, aren’t you, boy?
With your quiet voice and impeccable style
Don’t ever let them steal your joy
And your gentle ways, to keep ’em from running wild
They can kick dirt in your face
Dress you down, and tell you that your place
Is in the middle, when they hate the way you shine
I see you tugging on your shirt
Trying to hide inside of it and hide how much it hurts

[Chorus]
Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

[Verse 2]
You get discouraged, don’t you, girl?
It’s your brother’s world for a while longer
We gotta dance with the devil on a river
To beat the stream
Call it living the dream, call it kicking the ladder
They come to kick dirt in your face
To call you weak and then displace you
After carrying your baby on your back across the desert
I saw your eyes behind your hair
And you’re looking tired, but you don’t look scared

[Chorus]
Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

Let ’em laugh while they can
Let ’em spin, let ’em scatter in the wind
I have been to the movies, I’ve seen how it ends
And the joke’s on them

CHVRCHES – My Enemy (feat. Matt Berninger)

[Verse 1: Matt Berninger]
I got no more time to hear what you think about me
Because all your words are so cold, so callous, so clean
In the moment you could be honest, you could wake up, up
But your jealousy is more blind than love

[Chorus: Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up

[Verse 2: Matt Berninger]
I got no more time to hear who you think we should blame
Because all your words are so vile, so vicious, so vain
In the end, we did all the damage that you could want, want
But the emptiness will go on and on

[Chorus: Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up

[Chorus: Matt Berninger & Lauren Mayberry]
And you could be my enemy
And you could be my judge
If you could start remembering all the time that you used up
And you could be my remedy
If you could show me love
If I could stop remembering all the time that you used up

Gunna – Lies About You (feat. Lil Durk)

[Chorus: Gunna]
It ain’t a facade, I spent some racks on my shoes
I been goin’ hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound
Can’t get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can’t control how I move
The praises to the god, don’t believe in voodoo
‘Cause when you at the top they’ll tell lies about you

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Tell everything but the truth, get nothin’ but love from my crew
I guess they hate what you do, pull up in coupes with no roofs
You caught me in a good mood, can’t put a spike in my groove
Got more these designer shoes
I drip, I need an award
I built that way for that Porsche, I think I’m on a high horse
YSL, got none’ but Hi-Tunes, we kill ’em off, no remorse
I gotta win, I can’t lose, I’m tryna feed all my boys
Huh, I paid my dues to these hoes
I got that flame to the torch, young Gunna ball with no court
I hit that trap and quit sports, I give all thanks to the lord
I hit that yo and record, they get that drip from your boy, mmh

[Chorus: Gunna]
It ain’t a facade, I spent some racks on my shoes
I been goin’ hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound
Can’t get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can’t control how I move
The praises to the god, don’t believe in voodoo
‘Cause when you at the top they’ll tell lies about you

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Man bag, guns in ’em
Track pants, run in ’em
Gorilla glue, Godzilla
We don’t fuck with no nigga
How you want that Saint Laurent bag and you ain’t suckin’ no dick
My lil LA bitch got jetlag, she off that coke shit
Fuck that shit, come on shawty
Fuck that Ghost, where the Rari?
None of my niggas, want to party
Them young niggas want to catch a body
We ain’t wifing no Chiraq thots
Threesome, them my type of thots
Vegas bitch tried to sell me pussy
Tell that ho like hell no
Main homie’s bitch tried to fuck me
And she told me he don’t know
If they out they won’t say shit
‘Cause he know he gon’ get peter-rolled
And we about the violence, my young niggas be wildin’
Your baby mama be trifling, yeah yeah

[Chorus: Gunna]
It ain’t a facade, I spent some racks on my shoes
I been goin’ hard, I paid all cash for my jewels
I walked in Hermes, bought a bag for my boo
I get them blue hundreds, spread them out like a wound
Can’t get you off my mind, I might die about you
My outfit cost a dime, can’t control how I move
The praises to the god, don’t believe in voodoo
‘Cause when you at the top they’ll tell lies about you

MoStack – What I Wanna

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
ILLBLU
You know I party with savages
In the club and I rass up the cannabis
Rass and rass and rass ’em

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Verse 1]
I like to kiss and cuddle and what?
Still a baddaman pon da baddaman block
Big ass jacket in Dubai, don’t ask why
Pass me the keys let me drive
Cah you’ve been smoking too much skunk
Plus I drive better when I’m drunk
I treat the car like a go-kart
Wouldn’t-a bust that red light if I was sober
I don’t respect my olders
I do what I want you can’t tell me no
I said I’m gonna be a star girl I told you so
Don’t be that guy that owes me dough
Send my ‘ooter down there with the chrome-y chrome
She’s like "when are you free?"
Never bitch I cost, if you drop out me
That’s your loss, I switch countries like I switch socks
Pull up, pull up when I drop that gloss

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Verse 2]
I saw this gyal at the zebra crossing
Black and white girl man it felt like a zebra crossing (yo shawty)
She said "can I get a lift?"
My girl with the lisp, said can I get a kiss
Indian gyal said I’m a bloody ghost
‘Cause all I do is hola then I adiós
Hit the Caribbean store for some curry goat
She said my meat taste good so she sucked the bone
I’m with a white girl, dancing with some stamina
She a wine to bashment while I’m grabbing her
She be moving like she’s got some black in her
That was before I put my black in her
I’m living so single and free
I sit comfy, knowing no-one’s cheating on me
My gyal even put her arms around me
She so comfy, she even fart around me

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Bridge]
I could pull up in the car if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Car if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Take a girl yard if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Go hard if I want to (I just do it, do it)
I’m a hustler, I thought you knew that
I could sell a Biggie Smalls album to 2Pac
I’m a hustler, I thought you knew that
I could sell a Biggie Smalls album to 2Pac

[Outro]
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
ILLBLU
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

PRhyme – Rock It

[Intro: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
I said Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
PRhyme, word up
You know I come around and rock it
They saying Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
You know I come around and rock it
Word up

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9"]
I write for Sean Price and Dilla, my mic is Thriller
My ratchet blows, it’s trappin’ souls like Bryson Tiller
They sprayed the crib, left lead in the awnings
And that’s the very thing that gets me out the bed in the mornin’
I got the bread in the corner, got my career in the sauna
I got no fear of dishonor, I bled and lived through trauma
First the Fat Boys break up, then Bow Wow retires
And now y’all disrespectin’ the King
I come there with the street sweepers for niggas
Claimin’ they doin’ dirt and get to just disinfectin’ the scene
I’m what you call the epitomizer of gettin’ dark, I will spit a geyser
That’ll get these guys on the charts to fit a liger of bars
I’m feelin’ like the diamond on the permanent throne
Weed like the Qu’ran, burn it, you can get stoned
It’s smellin’ like a megaphone in the coupe
Go in the two with extra zone in the booth, flow in the tool
The headphones, the microphone and the new poems approve
I’m the best to ever progress on the measured, metronome in the loop
All I can do is turn your sister to my all-night masseuse
Zonin’ to Gu’, this is my moment of truth

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9"]
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
If she pretty, I’ma come around your city
I’ma hunt her down, I’ma hit it, I’ma come around and rock it
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
Anytime I come around your city, I’m gon’ burn it down
Venue after venue, I’ma come around and rock it

[Interlude: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9"]
Now, first the Dipset split up, then Azealia Banks leave twitter
And now you niggas hatin’ on Nickel
I just been the same standup nigga since the day I came in this game
And I just come in here to stay til’ I’m crippled
I’ma combination of Kane, G-Rap, Reggie Noble, and James
Who still has Ashanti and Kelly Rowland in dreams
They tried to blackball me, but couldn’t, I was too fuckin’ good
They tried to run me out of my city, I was too fuckin’ hood
So, all I’m tryin’ to say (say) to artists tryin’ to kill me is
"Hey! Even Patron had to stand in line and wait"
This is God’s work handcrafted by karma
I’ma always be here laughin’ and clownin’, last til’ I promise
And last but not least, I’ma finally retire my dad
From that post office, and that’s on my mama
I live my life for my girls and my boys
I took my soul back from the devil, now the world can enjoy it

[Chorus: Royce Da 5’9"]
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
If she pretty, I’ma come around your city
I’ma hunt her down, I’ma hit it, I’ma come around and rock it
Can I rock it? Yes, you can
Now, can I rock it? Yes, you can
Anytime I come around your city, I’m gon’ burn it down
Venue after venue, I’ma come around and rock it

[Outro: DJ Premier scratches]
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
You know I come around and rock it
Word up

Future – I.C.W.N.T

[Intro]
Swerve, swrr, swrr, whrr
8…
Yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot

[Verse 1]
I can’t wife no thot, forty at my spot
Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top
I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck
I got a little better flex, I damn near was obsessed
All that is is a bougie freak, saddity bitch from Laguna Beach
Pussy good and her throat deep
Sucked so long, made her nose bleed
I ain’t savin’ no slutty, I hit her and her buddy
Bought the freak a little puppy but she ain’t nothin’ but my cuddy
I can’t wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot, ha
I’m from out the slums, fuck these thotties ’cause I’m hot
Hunnid round drum and I shot it on the spot
Codeine on her tongue ’cause I’m drinkin’ syrup a lot
Did a donut out the lot soon as I turned out the parkin’ lot
I can’t wife no thot, no, I can’t wife no thot
I had bought some Cartiers ’cause that mouth there on lock
Gucci sock get Louis top, big chain made her pussy pop
Earring got her lashing out, walkin’ round like a rental cop
Checkin’ bitches, they be on the Gram
Check her phone, I think she tryna scam
I ain’t tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma’am
I hit that nanny on green green, swallow my cum, no ring ring
Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean ting
Came with her panties, I gave her some lean lean
I gave her the clean clean
She want the molly, I gave her a green bean
She took off her wing wings
I put her inside of the Bentley thing
Fucked up a Maybelline
Maybe she think she more than what she is
Maybe she thinkin’ queen
Maybe she think Super gone save her
Maybe she fuckin’ ’round with the neighbors

[Chorus]
These bitches ain’t shit, we fuck ’em together
I change up my hoes like I change up the weather
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
Bought a couple bags, Pucci on splash
Dropped a little cash, that’s all that
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot
I can’t wife no thot, I can’t wife no thot

[Outro]
8…

ASAP Ferg – Kristi Yamagucci (feat. Denzel Curry & IDK)

[Intro: NickNPattiWhack]
Aw lord baby, she got a flip phone
Damn baby, I been smoking
Been choking and its so potent baby, we high baby
And you got the silver Gucci by my man Ferg, baby
You a giant baby, you steppin’ on these niggas’ necks
Sometimes you gotta just ease that left foot off baby
And then put your right foot on the, on the top of them, baby
And choke them even harder
‘Cause you’s a dawg, you’s fucking [??], these are puppies baby
They can’t fuck with you baby, lord

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
Racks on racks on racks
Dapper Dan all on my back
Double G all on my cap
Monogram on a Maybach
Testing that pussy like Pap (smear)
Eating that bitch from the back (yeah)
Mumble rap all on that cat (yeah)
Lil Pump she makin’ it clap
I’m ’bout to write here me a letter
Tell ’em I’m doing way better
"Plain Jane" the song of the year
I’m busy just chasing the lettuce
I’ma Calvin Klein model on billboards
I did a campaign with the fellas
Adidas done gave me another deal
And Hennessy too, they got cheddar (alright)
Shoot videos in the PJ’s
Then I go hop on a PJ (yeah)
They sending me all these free clothes
Momma just put it on eBay
I run the shit like a relay
Niggas gon’ have to press replay
Yammy say hi to my daddy for me
And Jam Master Jay for TJ

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Goddamn, nigga
When it be raining outside nigga, you the umbrella
‘Cause that shit just bounce off you with that Gucci
God, nigga I’ma call you Kristi YamaGucci, baby
‘Cause you just all over the fuckin’ world with this shit, baby
Niggas cannot touch you

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Trench coat mob is a Go-Go Gadget
You don’t wanna see a pretty scene get drastic
Fuckin’ with the lords, no Frodo Baggins
Niggas bring your clothes to the screen like a fat bitch
Even though my name is Denzel, no actin’
Pap-pap, puttin’ everything inside a casket
Track that, everything is gonna be a classic
Wrap that, put that bitch inside a prophylactic
When I’m rappin’, got no hard-on, double tappin’
From a city built on coke and pistol-packin’
See you flagging and they packin’ what you lackin’
Take you out and then they act like nothin’ happen
Amnesia got rid of the heater
Back in the hood where they blowin’ on reefer
I follow the light while you follow the leader
Now a nigga overseas where they checkin’ my Visa, look

[Interlude: NickNPattiWhack]
Nah baby, what kinda flip phone you got?
Is that a Nextel baby, Chirp baby
This nigga got a Boost, baby, what the fuck
Nigga, you gotta step it up
You need to get you a trap phone
You need to get one of these fuckin’ Motorola’s
Niggas can’t even track us, baby

[Verse 3: IDK]
Finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, finger roll, dunk, yeah
Ballin’ on my enemies, I ain’t even tying up to punks
Imagine when I tie ’em up, yeah
I shake ’em, they gon’ need a crutch, yeah
And I ain’t talking groupie bitches when I say they got their panties in a bunch
I’m talking niggas, I ain’t talking nada
They ain’t talking figures, gotta be six, seven or better
Tryna get a house, gotta get my bread up
Tryna stay on pace? you gon’ have to step up
Cruising in a Wraith, see if they make a get-up
Pull up to the place, fucked her when we met up
Yeah, I’m getting buzz, but I never let up
I ain’t seen a doctor, but I got my check up, check up, check up, check up, check up
I’m playing chess, you stuck on checkers
That’s why your gang can never check us
They take your chain, and now you neck-less
Check up, check up, check up, check up
I got a check on my watch (wait)
I’m losing track of time ’cause I don’t hear tick or no tock (yeah)

LOGIC – Overnight

[Intro]
Yeah, maybe this should just be the intro, like this
That’s it, squad, bitch

[Verse 1]
All these bad bitches say they love me, I already know
Check the, check the ring that’s on my finger ’cause I’m married, ho
There he go, everybody know that boy pockets is swole
What’s good? That sound familiar, never been here before
Life good, ’cause I just got quoted two hundred a show
Oh no, oh no, two hundred a show
Overnight, all this money that I’ve been makin’, I gave it right back
To all of the people that made me, you know we like that
Don’t know why your bitch wanna date me, but I can’t fight that
Guess you ain’t done shit for her lately, not on the right track
If I think that shit sound good I gotta write that
Weed man knockin’ on the door, I’ll be right back
Pass the shit to 6ix, watch him light that
Hit the studio, record the shit, then mix the shit, then master it
And then we do the show and they recite that
Bitch, I’m right back, told ’em ’bout my life, told ’em ’bout my life
Told ’em I was broke as fuck too many nights
Now I see my name up on so many lights, but everybody prolly think this shit done happened, happened, happened

[Chorus]
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite
Seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin’ the streets that they trap over–over–overnight
People think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin’ the streets like they trappin’ and burnin’ (woo, woo)

[Bridge 1]
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
All they ever do is hate the boy, but now they know the name
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
All they ever do is hate the boy, but now I run the game
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
You can hate now all you want, but shit won’t ever be the same
Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel
You can hate me, but I’m not the reason that your life is lame

[Verse 2]
Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to be a good person?
Tell me, is it really so hard? Really so hard, to stop acting like a bitch? (woo)
I treated everybody with respect and now I’m rich (woo)
I treated everybody with respect
Maybe you got issues with your daddy, though
Maybe you was bullied back in high school
Maybe you are just a tool

[Bridge 2]
Maybe you’re the reason, you’re the reason
The reason I don’t fuck with nobody, and
Maybe you’re the reason, you’re the reason
The reason I came up with nobody, and
Maybe you’re the reason, you’re the reason
Everybody think this right here happened

[Chorus]
Overnight, people think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite
Seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin’ the streets that they trap over–over–overnight
People think this how this shit happened, but they never right
Acting like they got it, they got it, but they never quite seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that
Hustlin’ the streets like they trappin’ and burnin’ down, shit

SKANDAU, DICHO, DEVORA, DEO, LEO & IGRATA – Карамбол

[Припев Дичо]:
За такова като нащо нещо няма написани романи
Тоя филм нашия въобще го няма на малки и големи екрани
Не се купува и не давам под наем
ше си траем номерата си знаем
и няма драми без реклами с теб сме
Карамбол

[Куплет 1]:
[Играта]
Тя за мен е резерве
през нощните клади ме гони като ветрове
Виждам я четворно, на всяко око по две
искам да се спра за малко ма няма кой да ме спре

[Део]
Свежа като кенче, отварям я вика: тссссс
Малка като коте, гоня ли я викам: пссссс
Кара ме пред хората да й държа ръката
ше я повозя без да пускам апарата

[Лео]
Живота ми на живо, не на Playback
Hate-а им го втъщам, бате take that
Аз съм между редовете ти си през ред
тя с мен слънце със теб лед

[Бридж СкандаУ и Девора]:
Че любов вече няма, няма да си купя от теб и за без пари
но вече няма драма щом и двамата гледаме встрани
В повече ли е и сладкото ще започне да ти горчи
инстаграми, месинджъри, бате по добре не ми пречи

[Припев Дичо и Девора]:
За такова като нащо нещо няма написани романи
Тоя филм нашия въобще го няма на малки и големи екрани
Не се купува и не давам под наем
ше си траем номерата си знаем
и няма драми без реклами с теб сме
Карамбол

[Куплет 2]:
[СкандаУ]
Няма да ти дам да бъдеш мойта жива рана
Гола глава – Слави Трифонов или Жана
Аз съм човекът спасил твойта мечта
ама SETAABRAT – самолети втора ръка

Искаш огънче, искаш пиво
не пия, а тютюна ми е на Димитър Димов
Господи, кажи ми как да я опазя
като до мене раздвоява й се АЗ-а

[Бридж СкандаУ и Девора]:
Че любов вече няма, няма да си купя от теб и за без пари
но вече няма драма щом и двамата гледаме встрани
В повече ли е и сладкото ще започне да ти горчи
инстаграми, месинджъри, бате по добре не ми пречи

[Припев Девора]:
За такова като нащо нещо няма написани романи
Тоя филм нашия въобще го няма на малки и големи екрани
Не се купува и не давам под наем
ше си траем номерата си знаем
и няма драми без реклами с теб сме
Карамбол

[Аутро Дичо]
За такова като нащо нещо няма написани романи
Тоя филм нашия въобще го няма на малки и големи екрани [x2]
На малки и големи екрани
Няма драми
Неписани романи
С теб сме Карамбол

Juan Bastos – Loop Di Love

I saw you walking down the street
Love di loop di love
Your hair was hanging down to knees
Love di loop di love
Your waist is waving like a ship
Love di loop di love
The way you look make me sick
Love di loop di love

I risk a glance you give a smile
Love di loop di love
I coudn’t breath felt really high
Love di loop di love
Some other man were standing ’round
Love di loop di love
You looked at me that make me proud
Love di loop di love

I asked you baby what’s the time
Love di loop di love
You looked right deep into my eyes
Love di loop di love
It made me brave and soon you smile
Love di loop di love
Said :"what you gonna do tonight"?
Love di loop di love

I’m in the mood of going out
Love di loop di love
You held my hand and than we went
Love di loop di love
To diff’rent places that I said
Love di loop di love
Come on and let us go to bed
Love di loop di love

You made me singing loop di luv
Love di loop di love
You made me singing loop di love
Love di loop di love
Love di loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love
Love di loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love
We´re singing loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love
We’re doing loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love
Love di loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love
Love di loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love

I kiss your lips and close your eyes
Love di loop di love
You held me tide and kiss youre twice
Love di loop di love
You start a loving bitter wave
Love di loop di love
So there was nothing to be said
Love di loop di love
And than you whispered in my ear
Love di loop di love
It’s time to pay the work my dear
Love di loop di love
I hope you really satisfied
Love di loop di love
Another one’s waiting outside
Love di loop di love

You made me singing loop di love
Love di loop di love
Love di loop di loop di love
Love di loop di love

Ashley All Day – Sade Lyrics

[Hook: Ashley All Day]
I got real way, I got real plays, bitch
Crime pays, I might get you paid
Road runnin’ on the E way, we way, ain’t no leeway
I let the semi spray each way, in broad day
You end up in a hallway
You peewee, this AR long way, it go the long way
E street, trappin’ E street, don’t go the wrong way
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade
She sound just like Sade, she sound just like Sade
E street, trappin’ E street, don’t go the wrong way
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade

[Verse 1: Ashley All Day]
I got big bags, bitch you big mad
45 make it click clack, it smoke like a zigzag, uh
Gucci bag filled with them racks, face hella pretty with tatts
Yeah I be pushin’ them packs, hit a stain and I go relax
Oh, these lil’ bitches still wanna be me
20/20 vision and they still can’t see me
I might pull up with the gang, window down, let it bang
Hoggin’ lanes, cherry paint, get the fuck up out my way
I been sippin’ Bombay all day, smooth off a Rita like I’m Sade, gang gang

[Hook: Ashley All Day]
I got real way, I got real plays, bitch
Crime pays, I might get you paid
Road runnin’ on the E way, we way, ain’t no leeway
I let the semi spray each way, in broad day
You end up in a hallway
You peewee, this AR long way, it go the long way
E street, trappin’ E street, don’t go the wrong way
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade
She sound just like Sade, she sound just like Sade
E street, trappin’ E street, don’t go the wrong way
My bitch sing, that Nina sing, she sound just like Sade

Logic – Drift Away Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damian Lemar Hudson singing)

[Verse 1]: Damian Lemar Hudson
Do you hear my sound
It’s blowing like away
I brease into your town
Taking my oxygen
You know you can’t pretend
Your ears I appreciate

[Bridge]: Damian Lemar Hudson
Drift away I found
Drift away I’m bound
Drift away I found
Drift Away I’m bound
Drift away I found
Drift away I’m bound
Drift away I found
Drift Away I’m bound
Drift away I found
Drift Away I’m bound

[Hook]: Logic
Will I be remembered by the fans
For bringing the music they rocking in the stands
I guess it really are the fans
‘Cause everything they want, yeah we got it in demand
Will I be remembered by the fans
For bringing the music they rocking in the stands
I guess it really are the fans
‘Cause everything they want, yeah we got it in demand
See I got it all day
So will I drift away?
Or Am I here to stay?
You know I’m cool with either way

[Verse 2]: Logic
Alot of ya all is current must stop without a clue
So catch up to the flow even know we gon’ rhyme through
When hearing up the other
That’s worth to your mother
Will my lyrics pass down like R.I.P to grand-mother?
And will they be forgot like crack addicted brother?
This is matrimony
Logic, massive to sale mony
As I can duck these fake rappers
I call this assimphony
‘Cause I keep it movie real
I see the bigger picture and hit ya with that switcher
Fuckin’ with the voida
Logic comming to get ya
So tell me when I’ll shine? (Shine…)
Or die
And later be the fine with my rhymes
Will you remember me for who I am
Or will I fade away and remembered how I was?
A kid with rap star potential
But no buzz
To infinity beyond
That’s the shit that I’m on
I’m hungry in this game
And every day is ramadan
This is Logic verse’s that the LH
Give us the creddy
We keeping the aim staydy like Michedy
Slicing like Freddy
Willing and ready to take over the game
But if I succeed, will they remember my name?
Never drift away, but I proclaim
I’m changing every day
No my heart will stay the same
So will I be remembered?
So will I be remembered?

[Hook]: Logic
Will I be remembered by the fans
For bringing the music they rocking in the stands
I guess it really are the fans
‘Cause everything they want, yeah we got it in demand
Will I be remembered by the fans
For bringing the music they rocking in the stands
I guess it really are the fans
‘Cause everything they want, yeah we got it in demand
See I got it all day
So will I drift away?
Or Am I here to stay?
You know I’m cool with either way

[Outro]
(Damian Lemar Hudson singing)

RiceGum – Bitcoin Lyrics

[Chorus]
Gettin’ texts from my ex, I think she knows I’m up next
Yeah, they hate when I flex, it don’t really makes sense
Yeah, I got a lot of enemies, I don’t want to make amends (nah)
I don’t want to make friends (nah), I just wanna make M’s (yeah)

[Verse]
My house is a big crib, shit, I just threw a party here
Had your girl gettin’ out here, no regrets, no sorrys here
2K on a jacket, and my wrist on Cartier
What I’m saying, they don’t wanna hear
All the haters would got me here
Ayy, yeah, who talking shit? I’ma let ’em know
You had the juice but you let it go
All that hating is gettin’ old
You put that girl on the pedestal, I hit her once and I let her go
Switching my hoes like I’m switching clothes
I’m covered in ice like I’m made of snow
Girl, you know I’m from the trap (trap)
Face look like a rat (damn)
Came straight out of LV, now LV’s on the bag (Louis)
Keep bragging ’bout you getting money
But the label taking half, ayy
Add it up, quick maths, ayy
You just broke and you sad
Little girl, I don’t know what you wanna beef about
You are not what you tweet about
You are just a rat looking girl who Twitter just made a meme about
If you got money bring it out
Ghost writer, just bring him out
What happened with YoungBoy?
You weren’t a bitch you wanna keep around
Guess you really couldn’t keep him down
How the fuck are you 14 with rumors that you sleep around?
Shout out to the Eagles, shout out Philly
Yeah, we need Meek around
But just like your dad, you not a girl I wanna be around
Rollie on me, it’s a big boy
With the gang, smoking big doinks
I just started to invest, now this fit on me cost a Bitcoin
You ain’t getting no checks, record label taken all the big coins
You can’t hit 100 mill’, little bitch, I’m making big noise
Little girl with a attitude, you’re a meme, we just laugh at you
I ain’t even really mad at you, honestly, I feel bad for you
All you ever do is chase the clout
Too bad you had to run your mouth
Coulda been in the fucking gang
Coulda lived in the fucking house
She a troll, she is not for real
Little ratchet ass poppin’ pills
You ain’t make it on your own, you made it ’cause of Dr. Phil
Hold up Iggy, yeah I got the kill, she ain’t really want the drama still
I remember I was really down, I was broke, yeah I had to plot for real, now I got a mill’

[Chorus]
Gettin’ texts from my ex, I think she knows I’m up next
Yeah, they hate when I flex, it don’t really makes sense
Yeah, I got a lot of enemies, I don’t want to make amends (nah)
I don’t want to make friends (nah), I just wanna make M’s (yeah)

MoStack – What I Wanna Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
ILLBLU
You know I party with savages
In the club and I rass up the cannabis
Rass and rass and rass ’em

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Verse 1]
I like to kiss and cuddle and what?
Still a baddaman pon da baddaman block
Big ass jacket in Dubai, don’t ask why
Pass me the keys let me drive
Cah you’ve been smoking too much skunk
Plus I drive better when I’m drunk
I treat the car like a go-kart
Wouldn’t-a bust that red light if I was sober
I don’t respect my olders
I do what I want you can’t tell me no
I said I’m gonna be a star girl I told you so
Don’t be that guy that owes me dough
Send my ‘ooter down there with the chrome-y chrome
She’s like “when are you free?”
Never bitch I cost, if you drop out me
That’s your loss, I switch countries like I switch socks
Pull up, pull up when I drop that gloss

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Verse 2]
I saw this gyal at the zebra crossing
Black and white girl man it felt like a zebra crossing (yo shawty)
She said “can I get a lift?”
My girl with the lisp, said can I get a kiss
Indian gyal said I’m a bloody ghost
‘Cause all I do is hola then I adiós
Hit the Caribbean store for some curry goat
She said my meat taste good so she sucked the bone
I’m with a white girl, dancing with some stamina
She a wine to bashment while I’m grabbing her
She be moving like she’s got some black in her
That was before I put my black in her
I’m living so single and free
I sit comfy, knowing no-one’s cheating on me
My gyal even put her arms around me
She so comfy, she even fart around me

[Chorus]
I think I lost my mind, I can’t find that shit
I’m reckless in this life I live
I don’t think sometimes
I don’t even know why, baby I just live my life
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
Baby gyal I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna

[Bridge]
I could pull up in the car if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Car if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Take a girl yard if I want to (I just do it, do it)
Go hard if I want to (I just do it, do it)
I’m a hustler, I thought you knew that
I could sell a Biggie Smalls album to 2Pac
I’m a hustler, I thought you knew that
I could sell a Biggie Smalls album to 2Pac

[Outro]
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna
ILLBLU
I just do what I wanna, when I wanna, how I wanna