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Laura Welsh – Undiscovered lyrics

You’re the only one that I’ve got
But I can’t get lost with you
I can’t get lost with you
I can’t be someone that I’m not
To make it up to you

Make it up to you
Whoo-ooo mooo-ooves, who moves
Whoo-ooo mooo-ooves, who moves
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you

You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
You don’t wanna look ahead
When it’s staring back at you
Staring back at you

Whoo-ooo mooo-ooves, who moves
Baby I’ve got more to lose
And I can’t decipher you
Whoo-ooo mooo-ooves, who moves
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you

I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
It’s evident that you were never fully present in our conversations
Holding in what you really mean
Left no evidence that you were listening
It’s evident that you never
Were fully present in our composition
Holding in what you really meant
Left no evidence that you were listening

You are listening
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you

I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you
You’re undiscovered
I wanna see the rest of you
I can’t get next to you
I can’t get next to you

Fifth Harmony – Boss lyrics

Everyday is pay day
Swipe my card, then I do the nae nae
You’re talking to a lady
I want a Kanye-ye not a Ray J
So that’s a no no
I’m a Maybach and you’s a Volvo
This convo beat like Dre
I already know whatchu tryna say

You say that you a baller
And I see you tryna holla
But that ain’t how I was brought up
Next
Working for my money
Cuz that’s what my momma taught me
So yo ass betta show me some respect

Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas

C-O-N-F-I-D-E-N-T
That’s me, I’m confident
Don’t want yo complimments
Use common sense
I’m on my Michelle Obama…
Shhhh… Shut your mouth
Boy I think you know who run this house
I ain’t thirsty for no bae… cuz I already know watchu tryna say

You say that you a baller
And I see you tryna holla
But that ain’t how I was brought up
Next
Working for my money
Cuz that’s what my momma taught me
So yo ass betta show me some respect

Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas

I pledge allegiance to my independent girls in here
Ooh Baby…
So if you’re with us, come on let me hear you say…
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Do do do do do

You say that you a baller
And I see you tryna holla
But that ain’t how I was brought up
Next
Working for my money
Cuz that’s what my momma taught me
So yo ass betta show me some respect

Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas
Boss… Michelle Obama
Purse so heavy gettin’ Oprah dollas

Bruno Mars – Just The Way You Are lyrics

Oh her eyes, her eyes
Make the stars look like they’re not shining
Her hair, her hair
Falls perfectly without her trying

She’s so beautiful
And I tell her every day

Yeah I know, I know
When I compliment her
She wont believe me
And its so, its so
Sad to think she don’t see what I see

But every time she asks me do I look okay
I say

When I see your face
There’s not a thing that I would change
Cause you’re amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you’re amazing
Just the way you are

Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she’d let me
Her laugh, her laugh
She hates but I think its so sexy

She’s so beautiful
And I tell her every day

Oh you know, you know, you know
Id never ask you to change
If perfect is what you’re searching for
Then just stay the same

So don’t even bother asking
If you look okay
You know I say

When I see your face
There’s not a thing that I would change
Cause you’re amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you’re amazing
Just the way you are

The way you are
The way you are
Girl you’re amazing
Just the way you are

When I see your face
There’s not a thing that I would change
Cause you’re amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile,
The whole world stops and stares for awhile
Cause girl you’re amazing
Just the way you are

dodie – In The Middle

[Verse 1]
What are you doing Friday?
Wanna help my worlds collide?
Let’s make a bow with old cut ties
Do you want his number?
Or shall I be the one to call?
I haven’t seen him much at all

[Pre-Chorus]
Could be weird but I think I’m into it
You know I’m one for the overly passionate
I like you, and I loved him
We could have been the best type of friends

[Chorus]
You said you’re into closure
Shake hands like you’re supposed to
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along
You’ve got so much in common
Talk about your taste in women
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along

Hey!

[Verse 2]
Does he smile like I do?
Oh, it was shared despite our flaws
I held his hand like I hold yours
Thanks for understanding
Oh, this could be a lot of fun
Should break the awkward, come undone

[Pre-Chorus]
Could be weird but I think I’m into it
You know I’m one for the overly passionate
I like you, and I loved him
We could have been the best kind of friends

[Chorus]
You said you’re into closure
Shake hands like you’re supposed to
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along
You’ve got so much in common
Talk about your taste in women
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along

Oohh
Hey!

[Pre-Chorus]
Could be weird but I think I’m into it
You know I’m one for the overly passionate
Could be weird but I think I’m into it
You know I’m one for the overly passionate
I like you, and I loved him
We could have been the best type of friends

[Chorus]
You said you’re into closure
Shake hands like you’re supposed to
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along
You’ve got so much in common
Talk about your taste in women
I’ll be in the middle while you two get along
I’ll be in the middle
Hey!

Thomas Rhett – Marry Me

She wants to get married, she wants it perfect
She wants her grandaddy preaching the service
Yeah, she wants magnolias out in the country
Not too many people, save her daddy some money
Ooh, she got it all planned out
Yeah, I can see it all right now
I’ll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back
I’ll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I’ll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
But she don’t wanna marry me
I remember the night when I almost kissed her
Yeah, I kinda freaked out, we’d been friends for forever
And I always wondered if she felt the same way
When I got the invite, I knew it was too late
And I know her daddy’s been dreading this day
Oh, but he don’t know he ain’t the only one giving her away
I’ll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back
I’ll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I’ll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
But she don’t wanna marry me
She got on her dress now, welcoming the guests now
I could try to find her, get it off of my chest now
But I ain’t gonna mess it up, so I’ll wish her the best now
So I’m in my black suit, black tie, hiding out in the back
Doing a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I’ll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
Yeah, she gonna get married
But she ain’t gonna marry me
Whoa, she ain’t gonna marry me, no

Joyner Lucas – Bank Account (Remix)

[Hook]
I’m willing to die for this shit
I’m ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
So my momma ain’t want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
And if I wanted somethin’, I ain’t got the money
I’ll probably be robbing this shit
Don’t know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to ride for this shit
You know murder’s my hobby inside of my closet, a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I’m cursed ’cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I’m the worst, cos I do my dirt, and I don’t be hiding this shit

[Verse]
Bitch I’m a savage I spit at you bastards, I wonder what you gonna do to me hoe
I need to hear some more rapping I’m just not impressed by your cash or your jewelry hoe
All you my soldiers and I’m a lieutenant
Goddammit you should be saluting me hoe
I hope you know I ain’t going nowhere
All you rappers just better get used to me hoe
Nigga, I’m Mr. Blue with my jeans, bought me a jeep, cuz I wasn’t riding as much
My bank account looking weak, don’t look at me, I ain’t got no time for no fun
Starting to feel like Tyrese, I’m ’bout to trip, and maybe start crying or sumthin’
I might just hit up the [Smith’s], throw me a fit and wait for my wire to come
Ain’t nobody give or show me love when I was coming up, I had to double up and tell these niggas buckle up before they ride
And they don’t really wanna knuckle up, I hit it with the uppercut, I had these motherfuckers running for they life
Unidentified craft, while I’m flying past all of my aliens Sailin’, and if you look up in the sky
Blew your mind back, push your eyes back, threw your iPad, I’m an Iraqi in suicide
When the bombs are loaded and your mind explode in the wind
Are you gonna sit down and repent?
I was raised in the sewer
Me and the IT clown are friends
Red balloons for your kids
Sink my tooth in ya bitch
I lost too many friends
I don’t do good with kids
What you know about riding dirty in the evening?
What you know about Ramen Noodles, and a pack of sazon seasoning
What you know about leaving the oven door open when there’s no heat again
And the rent is due and your landlord try to throw you out on the streets again
Nigga, I was only dreaming of a Bentley and a fucking Lamborghini when I win em, I’ma finally get a break
If I didn’t get away before I guarantee that if I talk to God, then I can say I got it when I pray
She don’t really want me to get petty, turn her dime into a penny, but she know I got a lot of shit to say
I got juice and water and a henny drink, and I will let the semi shoot, I’ll pop you niggas all up in the face
Blood all up in the lake, I
Wanna see your wave die
They don’t wanna wave bye
Creep when I came by, teeth like a k9
Bleed through your Levi, we from the East Side
Eat when the [beat’s] hot, tea from the teapot
Aim for the tree top, beg till your knees pop
Skrrrt in a Nissan, swerve into 3 cars
You just a bird in a beehive
You just a cold in a room full of germs
Nigga, I said all of my idols and favorite rappers ain’t been rhyming a lot
What the fuck happened to Jay Electronica?
I wonder if he still got it or not
Whatever happened to Elzhi?
Whatever happened to Meth?
What happened to Beans?
Whatever happened to Lauryn?
What happened to Banks?
Tell me what happened to Bleek
What the fuck happened to Mos?
What happened to Missy?
Nigga what happened to Ghost?
Whatever happened to Q?
What up with Common, what the fuck where did he go?
Tell me what happened to Budden’s
What about Luda?
I hope they ain’t losing it now
Hope they get back to the music ’cause I need some new shit
I’m sick of these new niggas out, I’m that new nigga now
I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
9 niggas wanna war, 10 niggas on the floor, 11 niggas on the porch
12 killers wanna war, 13 carnivores, 14 Labradors, 15 dinosaurs, 16 Avatars
17 bombs or grenades at your rental car, 18 ways you can die when you have it all
I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
9 bitches wanna fuck, 10 niggas wanna rush, 11 hitters on a bus
12 if you wanna bust, 13 other guns, 14 runners-up, 15 rubber guns, 16 double pumps
17 shots in your face till you cuddle up, 18 ways you can die tryna fuck with us

[Hook]
I’m willing to die for this shit
Said I’m ready to flip it and end up in prison the rest of my life for this shit
And my momma ain’t want me, she got an abortion
I end up surviving this shit
Shit, if I want a son, I ain’t got the money
I’ll probably be robbing this shit
Don’t know how much I cry for this shit
Said I am willing to die for this shit
You know murder’s my hobby inside of my closet’s, a bunch of dead bodies and shit
Niggas say that I’m cursed ’cause I go to church and stare at the Bible and shit
Shawty say I’m the worst, cos I do my dirt, and I don’t be hiding this shit

Joyner, wooh!

The Beatles – Something

[Verse 1]
Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

[Verse 2]
Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don’t need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

[Bridge]
You’re asking me will my love grow
I don’t know, I don’t know
You stick around and it may show
I don’t know, I don’t know

[Solo]

[Verse 3]
Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me
I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe and how

Cdot Honcho – Anti

[Hook]
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in some anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit
And I’m with a anti boring bitch
Foreign shit, Run up catch a anti short clip
Better be on anti smoke shit
Fo’nem on anti joke shit
You not like me we can’t hang together
I make it rain you can’t change the weather
She think she cold I could make her better
I keep a roll I could get whateva
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in sum anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit

[Verse 1]
Aye bitch, respect it
Run in yo shit like I’m athletic
Wasn’t up in there you pathetic
She want me in her like genetics
Paint that bitch face like a cosmetic
He really a hoe I could detect it
I might pull on yo shit let you collect it
You see them dots let you connect it bitch
Them fuckboys behind me know I left em
Leave em behind me can’t fuck wit them
Rather crack open PT’s I blow cheddar
Need my money, I repeat I blow cheddar
Raf Simmons Y3 me and Margiela
Audi fishtailing try race it you know better boy
You know this wood ain’t gone rotate this to the face you should know better
We not the same this ain’t yo era bitch

[Hook]
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in some anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit
And I’m with a anti boring bitch
Foreign shit, Run up catch a anti short clip
Better be on anti smoke shit
Fo’nem on anti joke shit
You not like me we can’t hang together
I make it rain you can’t change the weather
She think she cold I could make her better
I keep a roll I could get whateva
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in sum anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit

[Verse 2]
Olympic ring all on my car keys
For breakfast I might do hibachi steak
I figured out why they trying to stop me
I’m taking home plates and ain’t none of them ate
Foreign too fast I call em graffiti they spray up the site and peel like paint
All in yo ass like a bikini
You better start thinkin before you go hate (true story)
My lil bitch stay with a new story
I told her just slide with a new shorty
New hater red lasers on new 40s
Get handled news channel a new story
Niggas know I’m anti fuck shit
Better be on anti tough shit
I done seen so much, I can’t trust shit
I done leaned too much, I can’t function, aye

[Hook]
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in some anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit
And I’m with a anti boring bitch
Foreign shit, run up catch a anti short clip
Better be on anti smoke shit
Fo’nem on anti joke shit
You not like me we can’t hang together
I make it rain you can’t change the weather
She think she cold I could make her better
I keep a roll I could get whateva
Niggas know I’m anti broke shit
Pull up in sum anti slow shit
Everyday anti old bitch
Head to toe anti old shit

Chance The Rapper & Jeremih – Ms. Parker

[Hook: Chance The Rapper]
Hey Ms. Parker (Hello)
Can I Shovel Your Snow? (Can I Shovel Your Snow?)
Let Me Help You With The Groceries (igh igh)
Walk You To The Door (Walk You To The Door)
Hey There Neighbour! (Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Can I Take Out The Trash? (Can I Take Out The Trash?)
Where Is Your Husband? (I Know)
When He Get Back? (When He Get Back?)

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
When he get back? (When he get back?)
Damn you so bad (Damn you so bad)
Thats not your bad (Thats not your bad)
Thats just my bad (Thats just my bad)
I can’t help it (no not my style)
I just need a solid (took you down back)
Just hit me when your kids go to bed
Lets go somewhere i can slide down your sled
I just wanna keep warm i don’t wanna hold your hand (IGH IGH)
We growin’ ain’t getting younger lets live it up in the bed (iiiiiigghh)

[Bridge: Jeremih *& Chance The Rapper*]
Ms. Parker (aye)
I know Our mhm is old (*Igh Igh Igh Igh*)
When You bend that over wanna see it now
I say uh huh good lord (*arrgghhhhhh Igh!*)

[Hook: Chance The Rapper]
Hey Ms. Parker (Hello)
Can I Shovel Your Snow? (Can I Shovel Your Snow?)
Let Me Help You With The Groceries (UGH UGH)
Walk You To The Door (Igh Igh Igh Igh)
Hey There Neighbour! (ah yellow!)
Can I Take Out The Trash? (Can I Take Out your Trash?)
Where Is Your Husband? (UGH)
When He Get Back? (IGH IGH IGH IGH)

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper *& Jeremih*]
You know I’ve been a good boy (Igh!) (*Good Boy*)
I know you got good toys (Igh! Ugh!)
But you want a real boy (*more*)
[?] it in your good boy (Ugh)
I know you need some extra sugar (*sugar, Sugar*)
Me, I got the Hookup (*Hookup, Hookup*)
Why You still down with that [?]
You Gone every time i look up
When I when you wanna owe you wanna know you want a young nigga
I guess since i was little
Better now I’m bigger
We just got to hurry up before he get close
I dont wanna turn your pretty ass into a widow

[Hook: Chance The Rapper]
Hey Ms. Parker (Hello)
Can I Shovel Your Snow? (Can I Shovel Your Snow?)
Let Me Help You With The Groceries (Igh Igh)
Walk You To The Door (Walk You To The Door)
Hey There Neighbour! (Huh Yeah)
Can I Take Out The Trash? (Can I Can I Can I Can I Can I)
Where Is Your Husband? (yah yah yah yah)
When He Get Back? (let me knooowww)

[Outro: Chance The Rapper]
Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Woo!
What About What About What About What About What About What About You
Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Get It Now Ooh!
Get It now woo now its your turn tooooo
(Get It Now)X16
Hey Ms. Parker

Marlo – Da Spot

[Chorus]
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots

[Verse 1]
Laying lower than nine, you know I run the block
Hellcat swerving, gotta watch out for the cops
Your bitch say she want a nigga, she know I keep a knot
Them niggas playing them petty games, I make that block hot
Had to set up shop, took a nine out that block
J’s at the door, smell the dope, they want some more
Judo get the door, grab the stick before you go
Where the cash at? nigga want a half a gram

[Chorus]
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots

[Verse 2]
I came from a half a bag, ran me up a knot
That bitch think I go without, I need her for a spot
Bitch hold that, better watch my stash
Where you at, I need them nine ounces in that bag
Hurry up, I gotta cook up half a brick of glass
This nigga trippin’, talking about he ain’t got all the cash
I front you this so you know I had to put some tax
He ran off on the plug, nigga body bag

[Chorus]
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots
Water whip, dope cooking, whipping in the pot
Mama coming in the kitchen, stankin’ up her pots
Nigga want a whole thing, gotta meet me on the block
Nigga coming ’round my way, you know I call the shots

Open Mike Eagle – Hymnal (feat. Sammus)

[Intro: Open Mike Eagle]
So. . . sleepy
When I snap my fingers

[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]
To thine own self, be felt-tip
Hip as a belt clip
With a helmet fit for helpless feels
If you can help it
Reassess the unarmed
Leave refreshed and unharmed
Bring milk and honey to the funny farm
See the rest become charmed dumb
"An apple a day," what apple sellers say
I was brought into this world with the instinct to back the hell away
And the will to write a rap song as long as an Alaskan day
To fight to balance those two feels is a personal passion play
But so what?
Flying fucks is thrown at rolling doughnuts
My feet is cold, but so what?
Cause I’m bold enough to show up
I– what’s the hold up-
-side down, ketchup bottle speed
Uncoordinated, running with pigeon toes and knobby knees
God damn it, folks will follow me
Bucket of random body parts
Master of the sloppy arts
Like Kindergartners trying to be done
Big dumb-dumb trying to fly to the sun
I’m dried up and look at what I have become

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
Sing it like a church song
Like a old-time prayer from a dead man written on a notebook
Draw with a ink pen
Like it doesn’t even matter if it go, god damn it, it’s the first time
Make it like a mistake
Sing it like a church song
Written when the shit wasn’t going right
Sing it like it don’t hurt
Like it can’t break
Like it’s this big

[Bridge]
I ain’t no chili pepper
I ain’t got mama’s gun
I ain’t in Evanescence
I ain’t in All-4-One
I got a dumb agenda
Can’t even make a plan
If you remember the moment come here and shake my hand
I ain’t no chili pepper
I ain’t got mama’s gun
I ain’t in Evanescence
I ain’t an awful one
I got a dumb agenda
Can’t even make a plan
If you remember the moment come here and shake my hand

[Chorus: Open Mike Eagle]
Sing it like a church song
Like a old-time prayer from a dead man written on a notebook
Draw with a ink pen
Like it doesn’t even matter if it go, god damn it, it’s the first time
Make it like a mistake
Sing it like a church song
Written when the shit wasn’t going right
Sing it like it don’t hurt
Like it can’t break
Like it’s this big

[Verse 3: Sammus]
I’d rather be hiding alone like some Ewoks
Up in tree tops
Creeping around like I’m T-Boz
Steeping the grounds in my teapots
But I’m Steve Jobs
On my Apple updating my E-Shops
Eat a apple a day, take a brief pause
Take a nap, lie awake in-between sobs
Then I rap and I pray and the grief stops
My ego take cheap shots
Can’t believe how she speak to me
She talks like it’s neat pushing buttons like key fobs
Well good day, bitch, I’m writing this beat knocks
Tryna pen classics like Reeboks
Or Greek thoughts or a Fleet Fox
And teach a good message like Aesop’s
That stick to my skin just like grease spots
So forget all the things that my dreams cost
Yeah, I’m getting my kicks, fuck some clean socks
Ice cold, we living like freeze pops
Cause I’m gonna take licks while I defrost
Divest from your demons, and weak stocks
And invest in your team ’til your scene pops
It might mean wearing jeans ’til the seam pops
But don’t wait like Dre did with Detox
No hate hinder me, I will clean clocks
Like today, I can’t play, I don’t give fucks
I won’t change what I say, take your screenshots
Yeah, I’m just being me that’s what she wants
And this might seem weird cause a dream stops
When you wake up but for the sake of
Finding peace, no sleep when you dream jobs
Now please, go be who you dream of

Smoko Ono – Superstar Moves (feat. Kami)

[Intro]
Superstar!
Smoke!

[Chorus]
Yea, Comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

I was comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Saint Laurent boot
I Swerve in coupe on you
That’s just for two
I make that bitch move on you
Make that bitch park up
Make a bitch boot
Had that bitch super nauseous
U know that I wasn’t conscious
U know I’m battle tested
My rocks do no not fold like the under pressure
Serve Rock like Evanescence
Put bumps on your face like u prepubescent
Fuck 12 it’s no detention
My Niggas on on call u could get the message
My outfit was talkin’ some shit
I pulled up rockin’ English leathers

[Chorus]
Comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

I was comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Hit you with post move
Hit you with a dupe
Hit you with a stiff arm
Running through yo whole group
Chasin’ on a big check
Like a Nike recruit
Look at my gold links
Imma hit the whole crew
Watch a nigga moon walk
I Came in with Ric flair
Drip sauce on everything
Drip sauce on thin air
I believe I could levitate
Watch a Nigga go marinate
Sold alot of onion rings
Superstar dissapear

[Chorus]
Comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

I was comin’ in havin’ shit
What a superstar do (yeah)
Comin’ in too hot
That’s a superstar move (yeah)
Hit em wit the euro step
I was dodgin’ they group (ay)
Hit em wit the Michael
That’s a superstar move (yeah)

Relja Popovic – Lom

[Hook] (x2)
Lom, lom, lom, lom i gde god dođe
Pravi lom, lom, lom, lom
Nešto mi kaže da si zlo, zlo, zlo, zlo
A ja bih opet samo s tobom, s tobom

[Verse]
Njeni podaci na mobu, novčanice su na stolu
Ortaci me stalno zovu, rotacije su na krovu
Hoću da brojim evre, noću da stoji vreme
Dok ljubomorne žene za mnom prave probleme, ja pravim lovu

[Pre-Hook]
Korak po korak, pada garderoba
Spavaća soba uvek bez sna
Padam k’o da si ilegalna roba
Ugasi svetlo i budi bezobrazna

[Hook] (x2)
Lom, lom, lom, lom i gde god dođe
Pravi lom, lom, lom, lom
Nešto mi kaže da si zlo, zlo, zlo, zlo
A ja bih opet samo s tobom, s tobom

[Pre-Hook]
Korak po korak, pada garderoba
Spavaća soba uvek bez sna
Padam k’o da si ilegalna roba
Ugasi svetlo i budi bezobrazna

[Hook] (x2)
Lom, lom, lom, lom i gde god dođe
Pravi lom, lom, lom, lom
Nešto mi kaže da si zlo, zlo, zlo, zlo
A ja bih opet samo s tobom, s tobom

[Bridge]
Kaže mi "Joj, joj, joooj"
"I to što radiš mene dovodi do ludila"
"Joj, joj, joooj"
Ti nisi pijana, ti si se zaljubila
Kaže mi "Joj, joj, joooj"
"I to što radiš mene dovodi do ludila"
"Joj, joj, joooj"
Ti nisi pijana, ti si se zaljubila
Lom, lom, lom, lom
Lom, lom, lom, lom

[Hook]
Lom, lom, lom, lom i gde god dođe
Pravi lom, lom, lom, lom
Nešto mi kaže da si zlo, zlo, zlo, zlo
A ja bih opet samo s tobom, s tobom

Aneliya – Тебе Ми Е Най (Live)

Милион причини има да си тръгна
От теб да бягам, знам е по-добре
Една намирам ли да се върна
По-силна е от всичките
Не те деля за нищо аз, да знаеш
Обичам те такъв какъвто си
Но има хора дето се разделят
Нещастието да намерят

[Припев]
Като за последно, искам ти сърцето
Искам ти душата,
защото с тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-сладко, знам

За утре нищо аз не обещавам
Живея само тук и сега
Живота пестелив е знай навреме
Така че идваш ли със мене?
Не те деля за нищо аз, да знаеш
Обичам те такъв какъвто си
Но има хора дето се разделят
Нещастието да намерят

[Припев]
Като за последно, искам ти сърцето
Искам ти душата,
защото с тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-сладко, знам

[Припев]
Като за последно, искам ти сърцето
Искам ти душата,
защото с тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-най-сладко
С тебе ми е най, с тебе ми е най
С тебе ми е най-най-сладко, знам

Aneliya – Гот ми е (Live)

Казах ти от мене бягай казах трудно е
Много други преди теб не издържаха ти
мълчиш но се усмихваш адски сладко е
всички хора като тебе де да бяха

Газиш всичко ти за мене палиш без да
мислиш тръгваш мачкаш всичките проблеми
те са занулени няма ги за мене
Газиш без да се обръщаш на всичките ми
бивши го връщаш мачкаш спомени и драми
белези и рани всичко заздравя ми

Гот ми е на мен сега хубаво ми е за бога
и града да потроша после ще си го платя
Гот ми е на мен сега хубаво ми е за бога
и града да потроша после ще си го платя

В сто живота си ме търсил в тоя срещна ме
и съдбовно стана че се имат двама и колата
ми научи пътя си сама кара ме при тебе друго
място няма

Газиш всичко ти за мене палиш без да
мислиш тръгваш мачкаш всичките проблеми
те са занулени няма ги за мене
Газиш без да се обръщаш на всичките ми
бивши го връщаш мачкаш спомени и драми
белези и рани всичко заздравя ми

Гот ми е на мен сега хубаво ми е за бога
и града да потроша после ще си го платя
Гот ми е на мен сега хубаво ми е за бога
и града да потроша после ще си го платя

Konstantin – Аз бях тук (Live)

От спомени в които се смя,
да плачеш идва ли ти сега?
Сълзите текват ли ти сами,
като по-навик викаш ме ти.
Не съм тук, дори да крещиш,
на празното място ще заспиш.
Лампата ти ще гасиш,
завий се, мен няма ме – виж.
Но всичко, дето имахме тук,
ще свикнеш ли да го имаш с друг?

[Припев]
Аз в това легло прегръщах те,
аз – от тези чаши пиехме за нас.
Всичко аз докосвам съм, но аз,
аз бях тук, с целувка будех те и те преспивах.
Е тук се карахме и те разсмивах,
как ще обичаш друг в този дом – аз бях тук.

С приятели празнуваш ли ме,
да си силва псуваш ли ме,
и като останеш сама,
превръщаш ли се в рана?
От снимките изряза ли ме,
на нощта разказа ли ме?
От болка искаш ли да крещиш,
че без мен не можеш да спиш?
Но всичко, дето имахме тук,
ще свикнеш ли да го имаш с друг?

[Припев]
Аз в това легло прегръщах те,
аз – от тези чаши пиехме за нас.
Всичко аз докосвал съм, но аз,
аз бях тук, с целувка будех те и те преспивах.
Е тук се карахме и те разсмивах,
всичко аз докосвал съм, но аз – аз бях тук.

Даже да съм с друг,
вечер за теб ще мисля аз.
Вечер тайно ще си ми в сърцето,
там ще бъда твоя.

Не минава деня, пак съм с него,
но съм сама.
Искам пак да дойде нощта,
да съм с теб, макар и в съня.
Не минава дни и нощи,
още мисля за теб – още.
Имаш ме и да те няма,
повече от всеки друг.

Даже да съм с друг,
вечер за теб ще мисля аз.
Вечер тайно ще си ми в сърцето,
там ще бъда твоя.
Ще бъда твоя.

[Припев]
Аз в това легло прегръщах те,
аз – от тези чаши пиехме за нас.
Всичко аз докосвам съм, но аз,
аз бях тук, с целувка будех те и те преспивах.
Е тук се карахме и те разсмивах,
как ще обичаш друг в този дом – аз бях тук.

Galena & Fiki – Изневериш Ли Ми (Live)

Обичам те, така ще е докрая
Но щастие без мен не ти желая
Обичам те, но трябва да съм луда
Да позволя да си добре със друга
Оставих половин живот в нощите със тебе
Изневериш ли ми, любов, знай това

Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
Да ме чувстваш, да ме виждаш
Да не можеш да обичаш
Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
И когато ги целуваш
Да не спира да боли

Сърцето ти за някой друг да бие
Повярвай ми, това ще ме убие
В ръцете ти, в които аз съм спала
Да спи жена, не бих го преживяла
Каквото имам ще продам, да ни купя време
Но ще го знаеш, ще го знам, късно е

Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
Да ме чувстваш, да ме виждаш
Да не можеш да обичаш
Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
И когато ги целуваш
Да не спира да боли

Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
Да ме чувстваш, да ме виждаш
Да не можеш да обичаш
Заклевам те за мен да мислиш
Даже с други да си ти
И когато ги целуваш
Да не спира да боли

Fiki – ПАТЕ (Live)

Хубавела си, но ти личи за простаците нямаш очи.
Много чела си, много знаеш, но едно не знаеш ти.
Ако цялата те прочета, ще забравиш много неща,
ще накарам устните ти да повтарят само да да да.

Ах, пате, патенце – мойто сладко патенце,
почна ли си до там, цялата ще те изям. х2

Хубавела си, но ти личи за простаците нямаш очи.
Много чела си и не смее мъж до теб да доближи.
Хапеш лошо и режеш наред, но едно ще ти кажа на теб,
много знаят устните ти, но със мен ще тръгнеш ти.

Ах, пате, патенце – мойто сладко патенце,
почна ли си до там, цялата ще те изям. х2

Знаеш ли, знаеш ли колко си хубава.
Знаеш ли, знаеш ли колко си хубава.

Ах, пате, патенце – мойто сладко патенце,
почна ли си до там, цялата ще те изям. х2

Почна ли си до там, цялата ще те изям.
Пате, пате, патенце.

Aneliya – Дай ми още (Live)

Ако ме питаш след теб дали съм
Напълно жива или дали съм с други, с други
Отговарям ти, разбира се – напълно луд си
Ако ме питаш след теб дали съм
Напълно цяла или ме няма, тук съм, тук съм
Но ти мисля, признавам си, а ти, как си?

Ти, ти, ти …. давай още
Ти, ти, ти …. давай, силно

Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, само аз и ти
Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, пак да сме сами
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето мен ме кара, теб да не забравям
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето не ми дава теб да не оставям те

Ако ме питаш, дали ще те забравя
Каквото правех с теб дали го правя с други, с други
Не разбираш ли, не чуваш ли, напълно луд си
Ако ме питаш как ли се справям
Любов ли давам или не давам с други, с други
Не те заменям, не чуваш ли, напълно луд си

Ти, ти, ти …. давай още
Ти, ти, ти …. давай, силно

Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, само аз и ти
Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, пак да сме сами
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето мен ме кара, теб да не забравям
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето не ми дава теб да не оставям те

Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, само аз и ти
Давай, дай, дай, дай, дай, дай ми още
Някъде далече, пак да сме сами
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето мен ме кара, теб да не забравям
Има нещо, има нещо
Дето не ми дава теб да не оставям те

Preslava – Не Се Изтриваш (Live)

Мачкам те, трия те!Даже те забравих!
Но сърцето цяло при тебе си оставих!
Не се изтриваш и със сто да съм!
Ти ме убиваш, а пък жива съм!
Липсваш ми и личи, и ми се познава!
Тъжната, лудата мрази да те няма!
Не си признавам, ако ме боли,
но даже да мълча,го знаеш ти!

Само да те питам, как си с жените?
С някоя в четири пак ли си звъните?
Като на мен да кажеш, че нощта
е страшно дълга, ако няма я!

Само да те питам, как си с алкохола?
В него ли ме давиш, защото аз не мога?
И страдам още за един човек
в живота си – за теб!

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Сменяш ли града..да не усещаш
как сърцето ти се къса,като ме срещаш.

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Всичките пари пали ги,стопли се.
Че не ти е гадно, че не липсвам,
кълни се!

Мразя се като в два в профила ти влизам!
Мразя се за това теб, че те обичам!
Минавало било с времето,
а сутрин в мислите си първото!
Липсваш ми, и личи, и ми се познава!
Тъжната, лудата мрази да те няма!
Не си признавам, ако ме боли,
но тебе как те искам, знаеш ли?

Само да те питам, спиш ли с телефона?
Оставяш ли го твоя, защото аз не мога?
На линия съм за един човек
в живота си – за теб.

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Сменяш ли града..да не усещаш
как сърцето ти се къса,като ме срещаш.

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Всичките пари пали ги,стопли се.
Че не ти е гадно, че не липсвам,
кълни се!

Само да те питам, спиш ли с телефона?
Оставяш ли го твоя, защото аз не мога?
На линия съм за един човек,
и чакам нещо мъничко от теб!

Само да те питам, гушка ли те друга?
И казва ли ти, страшно по тебе, че е луда?
На линия съм за един човек
в живота си – за теб!

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Сменяш ли града..да не усещаш
как сърцето ти се къса,като ме срещаш.

В скъпата кола намери ли място,
където че ме няма да не пари ужасно.
Всичките пари пали ги,стопли се.
Че не ти е гадно, че не липсвам,
кълни се!

Djena & Preslava – Тук Жена Му Пази (Live)

Напоследък не съм нормална
и всички казват колко съм отслабнала.
С едно сърце аз тежа по-малко,
твоите ръце ми го откраднаха.

Като друга доближи те, аз откачам,
но не се цупи на мен, а на ваще,
на тях сърди се, че хубав си роден.

Да, истина е не е слух –
вредна съм за жени, ако ме дразнят.
И за добро търсете друг,
от малка моето да пипат мразя.
Да, много съм ревнива чух
пробва ли някоя да те налази.
На входа с пирон и чук просто написах: "Тук жена му пази"!

Моите бивши за тебе казват,
че от всички тях ще бъдеш по-проклет.
Но вътре знам как от яд се смазват,
че заради тях сега съм твой късмет.

Че на лудост ме избива,
ако друга каже ти "здравей" пред мен.
Ти на ваще, на тях сърди се, че хубав си роден.

Djena – Коя (Live)

Не бил обичал да купува цветя
и не им говорил мили нещта,
такъв е бил със вас,
но друго виждам аз.

Просто той е чакал точната,
от завист губите си почвата.
Избраната ви бърка в раната
и нека да съм лошата.

Грам не му е лошо даже
той ште ви го каже:

[Припев]
Коя, коя – взе ви го под носа;
Коя, коя – всеки ден е с цветя;
Коя, коя – с неговата кола
гази ви всичките сега.

Коя, коя – да го грабне успя;
Коя, коя – Инстаграма му спря;
Коя, коя – аз, разбира се!
Веднъж диамант намира се.

На мене тръгна ли морал да ми четат
и във миналото ми да се врат,
ако можеха да светят
брояките им щте блестят.

Гледам връзките изстиват ви
по-бързо даже от кафето ми.
Какво да прави с вас момчето ми?
Добре си е в сърцето ми.

Грам не му е лошо даже
той ште ви го каже:

[Припев]
Коя, коя – взе ви го под носа;
Коя, коя – всеки ден е с цветя;
Коя, коя – с неговата кола
гази ви всичките сега.

Коя, коя – да го грабне успя;
Коя, коя – Инстаграма му спря;
Коя, коя – аз, разбира се!
Веднъж диамант намира се.

Lucas Coly – One Hunnit Lyrics

[Hook]
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Keep that shit one till they bury me
One hunnit
Imma keep that shit once till they bury me
I go through pain on the daily but fuck it
See I keep on going ain’t no fear in me
I done fell out with some niggas
So fuck it
I’m done with these people that killing me
I take the drugs and I’m gone nigga
I got a bag on the phone nigga
These niggas show me respect
Cuz I got the shit on my own nigga
How you gone switch on your own nigga
I do not play, I’m grown nigga
Big ole solute to my haters
Fuck you
You know I feel like a drown nigga

[Verse 1]
Keep that shit one till they bury me
I told that money come marry me
Use to be nothing but now I got fans
I love em, I feel like a trilogy
Fuck all my haters
I know that you a hater
But soon the whole world gonna be feeling me
Soon the whole world gon be feeling me
Sone, yeah
Bitch I’m a star
These are a factor
Fear me go hard
You just a rapper, bitching off camera
You just the actress, fuck what you saying
That shot do not matter
Tryna get green just like a packer
Know me a plug
Fucking adapter
My life a book
This shit a chapter
I got the most, just like Mick Jagger
Smoking on blowing a loud pack
Tripping I be where the clouds at
Niggas will talk like their shooters [?]
I know some niggas is about that
But either way I’m trying to get the paper
I’m up next ain’t no skipping me
I’m on the road tryna get a bag
You starting beef while I’m sipping tea

[Hook]
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Keep that shit one till they bury me
One hunnit
Imma keep that shit once till they bury me
I go through pain on the daily but fuck it
See I keep on going ain’t no fear in me
I done fell out with some niggas
So fuck it
I’m done with these people that killing me
I take the drugs and I’m gone nigga
I got a bag on the phone nigga
These niggas show me respect
Cuz I got the shit on my own nigga
How you gone switch on your own nigga
I do not play, I’m grown nigga
Big ole solute to my haters
Fuck you
You know I feel like a drown nigga

Tokyo Jetz – Roll In Peace Remix Lyrics

I feel like i’m the new beat monster
My new name weezy weed
And I ain’t never bought no weed
Shit I thought weed was free
And I don’t really need no nigga
Imma do me for me
I thought my life was a dream
Bitch I don’t even get no sleep
Imma just switch my hoes up
I think I’m all that, my nose up
And I just got a brand new condo
And I keep a nine like Rondo
Grey hair still fuck like a Juvee
Finna text em a sign on my coochie
Kevin Gates boy you got to eat booty
Can’t record no I don’t do movies
I don’t really fuck with these rap niggas
They be all in my DM’s
Won’t say my name in no lil song
So imma act like I don’t see them
I’m on tv, tell em turn it on
Never home, bitch I’m on the road
Sniper gang the way I keep the chrome
[?] when I’m at my shows
Bitches steady tryna ride the wave
They know baby gold is on the way
[?] cuz I’m not from the A
Cousins called, he get jay paid
You ain’t real you don’t know what it is
Think I want to drop the gangster grills
I don’t know

Tokyo Jetz- Convo With a Main SZA Weekend remix Lyrics

You know imma keep it G right
If you don’t believe shit
Believe me right
See it’s a point when I say this
And you just got to face it
It’s prolly more like me and you in different places
And maybe, he told them it was his lady
Might have told me and I forgot
I be faded
But baby, you know I been here before
Ain’t the last time, you gone be here some more
Why you yelling in the phone, you the main bitch
It seems like you the same bitch
And you to blame bitch
Let me tell you how
Cuz you knew he wasn’t shit
You just wanted you a bag
But didn’t he have a bitch when you met him
How you mad?
And the same way you get em, how you lose em
You prolly think you winner him, but bitch you loosing
I missed the point, what you proving?
You know you ain’t the only
He ain’t stupid
See the problem with you women
I mean bitches, that you go and blame the women
No one owe you but your nigga
It figures
And that it’s called what you changed
Cuz a dog still a dog and I’m sure you know the game
He telling me to have morals but where yours at?
He walking all over you just like a doormat
Plus he had a baby on you after high school
He like bae stay down, you like I got to
See you drumming and I thought i the beginning
That you strolling throw his phone
Calling all your niggas’ bitches
You will realize that it’s all too familiar
Go girl you won you a dog ass nigga
Hello? I know this bitch ain’t hang up

Futuristic – Talk feat. Tech N9ne & Devvon Terrell Lyrics

Sheesh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Hook]
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Err body want to run their mouth
Telling hella stories about the things they did
Pull up on em, i’ll show up on it
South son a nigga like I raised a kid
Only speak about it if I be about it
We can see about it, make it quick
When it come to spitting who the fuck you kidding
Yall ain’t never did it like I did
Internet, it made me rich
I’m getting richer, taking pictures
With some women, admit it, this life is different
You don’t get it
Ever since killing made a couple million and quit it
Got niggas in [?] tryna get it
The life of futuristic, I can give it to em
Put a rapper on the team
Take em on tour, now he really into something
I been around the globe a couple times
I ain’t had to sign but it’s still an option
Got a lot of gwalla
Made a lot of dollars
Own a lot of land, Davy Crockett
Got your girl here on a tour bus
She don’t watch Barney but your baby boping
Hit it then I get up on the road
Imma do my dance like it’s Sadie Hawkins
Boy I got the sauce, that’s true
Girl, I’m living proof
Tie your tennis shoes, you tripping
I ain’t in the mood nah
Yall ain’t really about this life
Took a couple notes from Tech N9ne
Young nigga got the best rhymes
Don’t run your mouth for less right
Spit it like the cinnamon challenge
I was the kid with the talent
Now I can make it balance when I go out
Spit fire like a cigarette lighter
Got to get it in tighter
Want to get it inside her
Then I got to bounce
Got 6 businesses, 2 houses
Mormon life, a few spouses
A cool account, still getting bigger
Ain’t a damn thing you could do about it
I’m gone

[Hook]
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
Yeah

Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk

[Verse 2]
Fuckin’ about it, the big and the bound of what
They don’t be happy with any nigga down on the gut
They be the pupil that talk up a lot of bs
And they really countin’ me less
I can never shout it enough
Frickin’ incredible hits, R-B
Rippin’ a level, the kids hard me
Givin’ the nation a big dark spree
When I make the music biz marquee
Innovator, I am not a criminal
This why they women wanna shot at genitals
I’m maximum, they sayin’ I’m the minimal
We’re talkin’ cheaper than a Dollar General
Haters hearin’ me spit it, shit it
Goin’ ahead and admit it, quit it
Stay stalkin’, they talkin’
Tellin’ the people that I’m with, with
Fat stacks, we ballin’
That stacks be callin’
Rap after me, that’s actually wack, that’s why he stallin’
Rule is ’round to get hurt, ain’t it?
Dudes around us since birth, tenant
True the lies’ll get worse
Alarmin’ then merk around for this shirt, painted
They don’t know that when the planet drop
I’m ’bout to take the rap into a colder degree
Everything I ever wanted from the record business
They gon’ hand it over to me
They gonna really see the soul of a G
Ridin’ rowdy with the flow of the sea
Everybody want the musical virus
I give it to ’em like Ebola disease
I’m on a mission to get fish
Shoppin’ up enough and I rip it to get swish
Anybody wanna become a gynecologist
They droppin’, ain’t if I actin’ a big bitch
Try to rap me, I’d a pappy, why you ‘ttackin’
‘Cause you never knew a demon inside a black kid
And never ninja fuckin’ with a flier record
Deep in America, anyone would die to trap me
Tech-a, Nin-a, Futur-istic, we all goin’ more crazy!
Takin’ everybody’s money, even takin’ your lady!
Makin’ movies with her like I’m motherfuckin’ Scorsese!
This is dedicated to my homie up in Florida
Rest in peace WarBaby, let’s go!

[Hook]
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
All you do is talk, talk, talk
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
You ain’t really about that life
Yeah

[Verse 3]
Fuck up out my way, yeah
I don’t play it safe, yeah
When you from the bottom, you hit harder like a bass
They don’t wanna see me on top though
Magic on me like Lonzo
I’ma level up, it’s so exciting
They don’t understand me like I’m Mike Tyson
Haters, I need you, I think that I like it
Feedin’ me motivation with a diet
I’ma keep grinding, continue to eat
Think you a boss and I’m takin’ a knee
Know that you scared ’cause you are what you eat
Chargin’ up, man, I’m gon’ need a receipt
Niggas be thinkin’ I felt it at Disney
But then they show up and it’s Beauty and Beast
Think that you know me just ’cause my exterior
I am the weirdo and I am superior
Funny how niggas be ringing alarm
When you wanna rise and I’m like, "One at a time"
Niggas as actors, remember your lines
I seen this movie like 300 times
Kickin’ you off of my mountain, it’s mine
I just want everybody to know (yeah)
We not goin’ away (yeah)
You don’t do your place (yeah)
I came at my door, I’m like "Hello" (yeah)
Won’t leave me alone (yeah)
I am on the phone (yeah)
Leave a message when you hear the tone
Hold up
If you wanna get it, then you get it
I’m playin’ all the position like I’m Kobe, like I’m Shaq
I’m like Kyrie Irving, I’m dishing anybody not so Futuristic
And they get the business
Don’t do that
You messin’ with us but it’s too late
You not on our level, nigga, please just tie your shoelace
You trippin’

Supreme Patty – Blah Blah ft. Big Win Lyrics

[Hook]
Bitch called my phone
She like blah, blah, blah
But i’m on the road, I’m like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I’m like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with that Gra ta ta

[Verse 1]
I’m feeling like I’m up and I ain’t coming down
I don’t give no fucks so I can’t fuck around
Balling till I fall till summer comes around
I need me some commas and a couple pounds
I been smoking
I been blazing
I been thinking, I been sipping
Making plays in different ways
They will overcome the competition
You been hating, I been making observations
All yall fading
Cuz I don’t want no conversation
Obvious we not the same bitch
Fuck you mean it’s big [?]
Come to see the difference
Always on the move I keep the keys in the ignition
Like whoa, I ain’t never slow
Back on my bullshit, I’m just gassed up on the road
You already know

[Hook]
Bitch called my phone
She like blah, blah, blah
But i’m on the road, I’m like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I’m like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with that Gra ta ta ta

They tryna take my throne
I’m like yeah, ha ha ha
I’m just in my zone
I feel like a rockstar
I been going hard and that shit is non stop
Woah, woah, woah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, we gassed up on the road and we ain’t moving slow
Never slowing down, just speeding up
Going so fast
In a Jaguar, like it’s Nascar
So we walk hard, we going crazy
Bad hoes all over me
Catch me on the tv like damn
Sitting back relaxing, i’m drinking man
All the fakes, they scheming
Talk now they tripping
But fuck life they living
Lil Xans at 18 you feening
Like these hoes you tweaking
Smoke weed till you sleeping

[Hook]
Bitch called my phone
She like blah, blah, blah
But i’m on the road, I’m like nah, nah, nah, nah
She like why, why, why, why
I’m like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I feel like Post Malone with that Gratata

They tryna take my throne
I’m like yeah, ha ha ha
I’m just in my zone
I feel like a rockstar
I been going hard and that shit is non stop
Woah, woah, woah

RM – Champion Remix lyrics

[Verse 1: RM]
Yo, should I be a star? Baby, I think I already are
Not a saint, not that great, feel like I was born a car
In ’94, the world started me and I’ve been driving
Sometimes a man just can’t open his car, and
Ain’t gotta be somebody, be anybody
Rather be anybody than live in a dead body
If you can’t see me then find a helicopter
In the night sky, shine like a star

[Verse 2: Patrick]
And I’m back with a madness
I’m a champion of the people who don’t believe in champions
I got nothing but dreams inside
I got nothing but dreams

[Pre-Chorus: Patrick]
I’m just young enough to still believe, still believe
But young enough not to know what to believe in
Young enough not to know what to believe in

[Chorus: Patrick]
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
I can do anything
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
I can do anything

[Refrain]
Champion, champion
Champion, champion

[Verse 3: Patrick]
I got rage every day, on the inside
The only thing I do is sit around and kill time
I’m trying to blow out the pilot light, I’m trying to blow out the light

[Pre-Chorus: Patrick]
I’m just young enough to still believe, still believe
But young enough not to know what to believe in
Young enough not to know what to believe

[Chorus: Patrick]
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
I can do anything
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
I can do anything

[Verse 4: RM]
Have you ever felt how hard it is to be an anybody
To be living, to be breathing, not choosing a dead body
Remember, the man told me that this life is a party
Yeah, all the glory’s so short you should put away the garbages
Normal ain’t normal, ordinary is a luxury
People say “woo, pessimism” why do you all on me?
If you wanna understand, you stand under
This sh*t is vital, respect to the mothers and fathers
What’s wrong with the life of a passenger
If somebody gotta be then I’mma be the messenger
I’m just too young don’t know what to believe in
But too young, you know, not to be living
I will stay, I will wait and I’ll fall like a king
Even though I can forever ever be a king
I will marry this goddamn world by my own
And put my self on the goddamn ring

[Chorus: Patrick]
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
If I can live through this
I can do anything
I can do anything I can
Do anything, anything, yeah
If I can live through this
If I can live through, live through this

[Extended Chorus]
If I can live through this (If I can live through this)
If I can live through this (If I can live through)
If I can live through this (If I can live through this)
I can do anything
(I can do anything)
If I can live through this
(I can do anything)
If I can live through this
(I can do anything)
If I can live through this
I can do anything

Champion, champion

N.E.R.D – Kites lyrics

Pt. I

[Intro: Chad Hugo]
Yeah
On my young niggas, on my done nigga
Yeah
Woo!
Yeah
On my young one, on my done one
One time!
Woo!

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah
Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah
Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah
Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah
Ay, location device
Ay, my love is [?]
Ay, we with ceiling lights
Ay, sipping from the kite

[Verse 1: Pharrell]
We in love with the rally, but they had to have the clothes
Tonight we unified society, all my sisters and my bros
And guess the wind, they gon’ shoot us
Regardless which way it blows
In the moon like Apollos
Kites like UFOs
Nigga hold a door (hold a door, hold a door, hold a door)
What you tryna’ to close it for? (close it for, close it for, close it for)
Nigga hold a door (hold a door, hold a door, hold a door)
There’s room for some many more (many more, many more, many more)

Pt. II

[Verse 2: Pharrell]
Wake up in the morning, don’t know if you’re gonna blah!
When we do the [?] til’ it’s done
Everybody needs friends, okay
[?] you know you need to blah!
If you want to shine way up!
If you want to shine way up!
Way, way, way up!
If you want to bring the day up

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar, Pharrell & both]
Kites on my radar, life in my palms
We unite through the chaos (only for the purist)
Tell them to obey ours
My cerebellum threw a rebellion from AR’s (room for the bull stick)
The day I have a J.R., I tell him the worth of God only, and quit his day job (motherf*ck the bullsh*t)
Radio never play ours
This revolution ain’t televised with prayer
Jumping over borders
Ain’t no ruler for restrictions
Ain’t no police to deport us
Ain’t no summers for our sons
Ain’t no dealings for our daughters
Every prosecution hung, save the verdict for the lawyers
Illuminate the corner, I celebrate humanity scream back at me in the morning
Every field in Mississippi, every street in California
Know the devil was alive, it’s the time to be anointed
Truck into a stream, disconnected to a dream
Head bussin’, hittin’ nothing, even if I gotta bleed
Sitting waiting patient for a universal pain
Politicking was the nation, this is big as you and me huh?
I let you fly my contacts, okay
Tryna send us off on combat, no way
Waking up the spirit it’s on every human being
If you with us, then you scream, so one day you can shout way out
Me, I am way up

[Bridge: Pharrell & M.I.A.]
Way, way, way up
Hey, hey
Bring the f*cking crayon
Hey, hey

[Verse 4: M.I.A.]
The girls in here are the humblest
We drink out our plastic tumblers
While you see us on Tumblr’s
We wave at each other [?]
They don’t wanna get down with foreigners
Say “hey, you”, you won’t admire us
[?], they curious
I wanna get high cause I’m curious
I’m serious, I hope you are feeling us
I’m paying all these with [?]
With mobiles are running delirious
It’s our dream, it’s out of radius
I’m letting off kites over barriers

[Refrain: M.I.A.]
I’m letting off kites over barriers
I’m letting off kites over barriers
I’m letting off kites over barriers
I’m letting off kites over barriers

Pt. III

[Outro: Chad Hugo]
They give us so many more
Hey!

Uncle Murda – Don’t Talk About It

[Intro]
D-C-O. Don’t come outside, volume one
G-M-G-A-T-M it’s the unit
Reefa on the beat, whoa

[Verse]
All that cocaine residue I left up in the pot got my shawty flippin’
She was tryin’ to cook mashed potatoes for me for dinner with some fried chicken (sorry)
I ain’t get to do the dishes after I cooked up, I was in a rush
I told her clean it up for me, she ain’t got to cook, order Pizza Hut (doorbell hold me down)
Still gamblin’ with my freedom, I ain’t all the way out the mud yet (nope)
My little brother be around bloods, I’m surprised he ain’t turn blood yet (soowoop)
Cops killin’ niggas, niggas killin’ niggas, but we ain’t gettin’ judged equal (DA)
They the ones that got badges on ‘em, they supposed to protect and serve the people (yeah right)
OGs tell me drop out like, “What the fuck a teacher gon’ teach you?” (they right)
Seen fiends tear their arm up looking for a vein to stick it with the needle (damn)
Commissary for my niggas in the feds while a Jewish lawyer fight the case
Killed a nigga, his man got away, he ran so fast he ain’t see my face (pww)
Caught a body and I rapped ‘bout it, I ain’t say his name but I rapped ‘bout it (1,2 1,2)
To me it’s funny, but my mans that I caught the body with don’t be laughing ‘bout it (ha ha ha)
Hundred bands worth of jewelry on, just to stunt on niggas with no destination (whoa)
I don’t trust bitches that be like, “What you doing daddy? Text me your location.” (huh?)
Stash box in the Cadillac, I can fit about five Dracos in it
A body dropped in my hood and police tried to get niggas to say I did it (I ain’t do that one)
Back then when I fought a case I used to have to pay my lawyer in the stormers
He don’t care what they found in the crib, motherfuckas ain’t have no warrants (no)
Beat the case, beat another case, walking out the courtroom diddy boppin’ (ooouuu)
Had a nickname for my lawyer, used to call him the Jewish Johnnie Cochran
Get me home, keep me out of jail ‘cuz he know he gon’ keep gettin’ checks (ooouuu)
Hold up, nigga, wait a minute, I ain’t finished yet like Nicki’s ex (ooouuu)
Meek Mill voice on the intro, listen little niggas, I’m on fire
Hands down, homie, I did records with 50, JAY Z and Mariah (I’m just sayin’)
I’m the underrated, underdog, but I promise you, my time comin’
50 gave me a bag of money and I ain’t even have to sign nothin’ (whoa)
Everybody have money to they ear, awww man, Jay throwin’ shade (let’s go Hov)
Niggas dying for a hood they mother payin’ rent and tryna’ get the rent paid
Daddy left when the baby came (damn), left mommy all alone to struggle
My credit good and I’m throwing money in the club, I ain’t knockin’ bitches hustle
On the low, that’s what Jay did, well that ain’t even on the low
Probably ain’t even know he did that, now he did if he ain’t know
Tell him [?] to my crime partner that’s what Jay shouted out (whoa)
Even Rolling Stone wrote an article, say that’s what he was talkin’ ‘bout
Little niggas ain’t bumbin’ Jay, 4:44 went over they head
Niggas rather Lil’ Uzi, push me to the edge all my friends are dead instead (serious?!)
They don’t know what real rap ‘bout, I’m off this, Power back out
Jamie St. Patrick was locked up, beat the case, now he back out (he ain’t rat)
Watchin’ it with my lady, maybe it’s cuz I ain’t smoke yet
Call 50 like, “Yo, why you ain’t let Kanan kill Ghost yet?” (yo, Fif)
Niggas don’t want no beef with us, they freeze up when the squeeze at us
Niggas shooting in the air, you tryin’ to hit me, or you tryin’ to shoot Jesus up (hallelujah)
Real niggas out here stravin’, while the weirdos gettin’ fat (ooouuu)
Got to question a niggas character when you see him hangin’ ‘round a rat (ooouuu)
Niggas be like I know who did it, that’s how the police know who did it (ooouuu)
If everybody keep they mouth shut, watch how fast the case get acquitted

[Outro]
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
Catch a body, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
Fuck shawty, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
Gettin’ money, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (whoa)
Catch a body, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
Fuck shawty, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
Gettin’ money, we don’t talk about it (ooouuu)
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (whoa)
What’s understood, we don’t talk about it (whoa)