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Curren$y – Right Here Lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
[?] you can’t control
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
We only came for the money, them hoes came with it
[?]
A nigga like me ain’t tripping, I was focused on digits
You ain’t heard from me in a minute but now [?]
Cause I was in the kitchen
Stacking [?] give a tour of that new heat I been recording
Going for it, collecting Porches
Betting on race horses at the bottom I started
Though I went the hardest
Climbed my way to the top
[?] Ferrari drop
The street low buzzing block
Talking bout what I got
I worked hard
[?] on these bitches is my reward
[?] too busy chasing checks to run behind a broad
Whatever [?]
Trying to fuck on stars and top dogs
Who never [?]
Rich niggas in a [?], they ain’t fall

[Hook]
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I can’t relate to these niggas that’s pillow talking with women
That got no game to keep ’em but they just depend on spending
Money coming and going, my mind stuck on a million
My brodie told me you got it, stay focused and fuck the feeling
Fell in love with the game, somebody was so appealing
She love the way that I came from nothing to go and get it
Got me thinking bout my shawty, she was riding from the beginning
Way before the fake love and all the evil intentions
Bitches come with the fame, money come with the vision
I’m really stuck in the grind, yeah baby that’s how I’m living, I’m zoning
I’m really in the lab plotting my moment
I know you don’t believe me, I’ll be back in the morning
I need my own space and my time or I can’t grow
I can’t front, my baby girl been on my mind [?]
Sometimes I get to thinking I’m probably better off alone
I been working baby, I ain’t had no time to make it home

[Hook]
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here
If bitches wanna be here, they’ll be right here

[Outro]
If you knew better, you’d do better
You understand me
[?] 2018
Yeah
JetLife, PNC out here
Ya dig?

DJ ESCO – Walk Thru Lyrics

[Intro: Future & Nas]
City, yeah, yeah
DJ EscoMoeCity
DJ ESCO, OG Esco, Future
‘Bout to walk through

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal (uh)
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
‘Bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
This the way I got a mil’ (ESCO)
Gotta walk you through a deal (walk with me)
This the way I got a mil’
Gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 1: Nas]
I called my man, I know he had it, told him, “Make somethin’ happen”
Re-up, I got visions of stackin’
Everybody’s for self now, nobody helps out
Intimidated by what I might accomplish, they jel’ now
They keep their connect to theirself, or they might tell me a number
Like they givin’ me a deal, like they lookin’ out for real
He won’t give me the plug’s math so I can talk to his man
That’s how I knew somethin’ was up, he was puttin’ his grand
On top of mine, that’s fine, he can do what he want
Took me to meet him, the plug chose the restaurant
The plug trusts me, he’s comfortable, he invites me to his house tomorrow
I’m in a Dodge, pull up to his garage, pull out some dollars
Give him some bread from a bank envelope
He gives me a laundry bag full of dope
That’s all she wrote
Now it’s my empty kitchen, a pot and pan
The product, supply and demand, know who I am? Escobar

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Nas]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’ (in the field)
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’ (post up on the hill)
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
‘Bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
This the way I got a mil’ (ESCO)
Gotta walk you through a deal (walk with me)
This the way I got a mil’
Gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 2: Nas]
Can’t even trust niggas that say they love you
Niggas put more trust in women when it comes to this hustle
‘Cause everybody thought my mind and muscle was enough
Nobody ever knew my shorty was who found the plug
Maybe ’cause she cute they think she will not set them up
She used to take a separate car from us to go pick up
33 for a brick, I only make three G’s, gotta save money
All I buy is Jordans and weed
Summer time, S560, all I need
Twin turbo charged Benz, don’t pull me over when I speed
With my hood Miss America, other pretty women on her body in the area
Everybody be sweatin’ her
A bartender lookin’ better than a pole stripper
My ex said, “How this bitch take my whole nigga?”
I kept her in Louis tight jeans with gold zippers
Ain’t seen her in 25 years, she stole from niggas

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Nas]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’ (yeah)
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’ (she had to get it how she feel)
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is? (I used to post up on the hill)
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal (shout out to the hill)

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (shout out to the hill)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (shout out to the hill)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 3: Nas]
Got that sturdy 30 clip, murder Queens rap
Picture in the precinct on the wall where the D’s at
It’s bigger than us all, please believe that
OG Esco, DJ ESCO, bumpin’ out your speaker, yeah you need that
Fuck sufferin’, from pompous Republicans on puppet strings
Breakfast at Tiffany’s, watches, rings, a couple chains
Never talk on the phone or text, a hustler’s thing
Before I would become a king, I was a 40th Ave-r
Timberland, corduroy hat turned backwards
Sagged down denim, women off [?] Adam
Think the voice had him, extravagant, low hat
Matchin’ the ‘Lo jacket, no Sak’s Fifth Ave yet
My dough was slackin’, I figured I’d stick with my best guys, best guys know me
Then I could live my best life low-key
So I creep like TLC, Lisa Left Eye Lopez, yes Nascobar
Got big, got bread, got far

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (way I got a mil’)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (way I got a mil’)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal (now I’m countin’ mils)
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
Esco, ‘out to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)

[Outro: Nas]
ESCO and Esco

Snakehips – For the F^_^k Of It Lyrics

[Intro: Jeremih & Aminé]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
I just bought myself a brand new whip today
I just rode a couple L’s like Cool J
Got a text from your girl, I’m like “Who is this?”
All my niggas carry hammer ’cause I’m too legit
Pouring all the Champagne on your tits, aye
From LA, but that ass straight from Tennessee
I just might send an Uber down to sunset
That’s how you know it’s going down baby

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremih]
Girl you know you got to pay it forward
Take your shirt off thrown in elevator
She go down low, keep a steady pace
Ain’t no love left nigga Cartier

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I know you knew what wouldn’t start it
It only takes two for us to party
Gon’ do it for the fuck of it
I’m ’bout to take it down
Down for the fuck of it
Oh, wait a minute
I know you knew what wouldn’t start it
It only takes two for us to party
Gon’ do it for the fuck of it
I’m ’bout to take it down
Down for the fuck of it
Oh, wait a minute

[Verse 2: Aminé]
Aye!
I need a girl who gon’ twerk it like a hurricane (true)
Real freak ’cause she read a little Hemmingway
I like them smart girls
One of them, “I like art” girls (yee)
I make them leave like when TL hit Mama (hey)
Spin it like you ice tea, tell me what’s the nosebleeds
Skin popping but she always rocking acne
She been on [?], she’s evolved (true)
She’s my golden trophy, need to come
Don’t touch my drink if you ain’t got wallet
Aminé pretty, pretty, baby, he’s free fallin’
I got some options, club [?] poppin’
Shawty looking cute so I put it in my wallet

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremih]
Girl you know you got to pay it forward
Take your shirt off thrown in elevator
She go down low, keep a steady pace
Ain’t no love left nigga Cartier

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I know you knew what wouldn’t start it
It only takes two for us to party
Gon’ do it for the fuck of it
I’m ’bout to take it down
Down for the fuck of it
Oh, wait a minute
I know you knew what wouldn’t start it
It only takes two for us to party
Gon’ do it for the fuck of it
I’m ’bout to take it down
Down for the fuck of it
Oh, wait a minute

[Outro: Aminé]
Yeah, I’m ’bout to take it down for the fuck of it
I’m ’bout to make a round for the fuck of it
Let’s take another round for the fuck of it
I wanna fuck you now for the fuck of it
Haha, yeah, haha

Snow Patrol – Don’t Give In

[Chorus]
Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

[Verse 1]
It’s in your blood
And it’s in your making
So don’t hold your tongue
‘Cause it’s, it’s no longer working
Don’t fall on your sword
Just follow your instinct
Like an old lesson learned
Like an old lesson learned

Only you know what it, what it is to see through
See through the eyes that are trained on me now
I can, I can only tell you how it, how it looks from here
I think you made up your mind
I think you made up your mind

[Chorus]
Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

[Verse 2]
Yes there’s a lot we can
We can learn from this loss
Learn not to let it fall around our ears
Don’t fall in love with the, with the way things were
It’ll fuck up your mind, it’ll fuck up your mind
For this is all on the wings of others
I loved you more
More in your own flight
So it ain’t the same
It won’t be lost forever
It won’t be lost forever

[Chorus]
Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

[Bridge]
This is your grace
And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why
This is your grace
And I don’t know why, and I don’t know why

[Chorus]
Don’t give in
Don’t you dare quit so easy
Give all that you got on the soul
Don’t say that you want it forever
I know, I know

Jesse McCartney – Better With You

[Verse 1]
I know it’s ugly turning on the news
There’s people fighting over point of view
Sometimes it’s like there’s nothing left to lose
And I don’t know what to do
But I know it’s better with you

[Chorus]
I was a wreck when you came along
When there was nothing left
You showed me the best
I’m still a mess but you hold on
Don’t know just why you do
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you

[Verse 2]
For every life there is a silent cry
For every day there is a darker night
Sometimes this life doesn’t treat us right
And I don’t know what to do
But I know it’s better with you

[Chorus]
I was a wreck when you came along
When there was nothing left
You showed me the best
I’m still a mess but you hold on
Don’t know just why you do
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you

[Bridge]
Wherever you are, it’s never as dark
Whenever I start slipping, you make all the difference
Been there from the start, no matter how hard
Whatever piece is missing, you know how to fix it

[Chorus]
I was a wreck when you came along
When there was nothing left
You showed me the best
I’m still a mess but you hold on
Don’t know just why you do
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you
But I know I’m better with you

Rich Homie Quan – 34

[Intro]
30, you a fool for this one

[Chorus]
Herschel Walker, used to ride that MARTA, yeah, that thirty-four
Pants saggin’, bankroll in my pocket and that thirty close
Church in session, talk shit like the pastor, catch the holy ghost
Trap is bunkin’ and we makin’ money, see that open door
We been gettin’ it, we been goin’ hard, boy, I gotta have it
Neighbor trippin’, way too many cars, we got too much traffic
Look suspicious, pistol in my drawers and yeah, it’s automatic
You work at Lids, puttin’ shit on your kids, go’n with all that cappin’ (talk your shit, Rich Homie)

[Verse 1]
Pulled up in that Benz, I hopped out perfect (I hopped out clean)
Tried to rob me, you got killed, now was it worth it? (fa-fa-fa-fa)
Might buy that Maybach, I grew up without no curtains (might buy that six-three, nigga)
And when I get it, I’ma keep my windows rolled up on purpose (ayy, ayy)
You can’t tell a nigga like me shit (nah)
I ain’t have it all when I was little (nope)
Sixteen years old, drinkin’ liquor (what?)
I ain’t never ever touched a beer (ha)
I ain’t never ever touch a mill’ (never)
Till I stayed down and start rappin’ (I stayed down, nigga)
Then I turned my dreams into reality (that right too), I rode that

[Chorus]
Herschel Walker, used to ride that MARTA, yeah, that thirty-four
Pants saggin’, bankroll in my pocket and that thirty close
Church in session, talk shit like the pastor, catch the holy ghost
Trap is bunkin’ and we makin’ money, see that open door
We been gettin’ it, we been goin’ hard, boy, I gotta have it
Neighbor trippin’, way too many cars, we got too much traffic
Look suspicious, pistol in my drawers and yeah, it’s automatic
You work at Lids, puttin’ shit on your kids, go’n with all that cappin’

[Verse 2]
We were growin’ up, fightin’ when we were kids (yeah)
Remember some nights where we ain’t eat? (ayy)
I was Holyfield, hustlin’ in the trap (truth)
They was Mike Tyson, bitin’ on the kid (ayy, Mike)
I remember tryin’ to get rich (hey)
Smokin’ two for fives of the mid (woo)
Never had nothing growin’ up (nah)
Nigga, don’t be surprised when I get it (ayy)
Where were you when I was on my dick? (woo)
I was so broke, I needed fix (yup)
Reminiscin’ ’bout me growin’ up
You know I hate to talk about this shit (I do)
Load the ten and walked up out the bitch (ten)
Stripper fame, tryin’ to see who gettin’ it (ha)
Walkin’ around with that thang on me
And you know I got my license for this bitch (Rich Homie, baby)

[Chorus]
Herschel Walker, used to ride that MARTA, yeah, that thirty-four
Pants saggin’, bankroll in my pocket and that thirty close
Church in session, talk shit like the pastor, catch the holy ghost
Trap is bunkin’ and we makin’ money, see that open door
We been gettin’ it, we been goin’ hard, boy, I gotta have it
Neighbor trippin’, way too many cars, we got too much traffic
Look suspicious, pistol in my drawers and yeah, it’s automatic
You work at Lids, puttin’ shit on your kids, go’n with all that cappin’

WSTRN – Love Struck (feat. Tiwa Savage & Mr Eazi)

[Intro]
Zaga dat
In my zone yeah yeah yeah
Tiwa Sa Vage

[Hook – Mr Eazi]
She dey go down like economy
She dey go down like economy
Mummy, daddy, which kind voodoo wey she do me

[Verse One – Haile]
Oh why, that you apply fire
Chargie my rider
I let you admire

She’s in a limo
G’s in the evening and in the night
My one and only
You be gleaming up in the night

I wouldn’t change you
They know they ain’t you
As soon as you came through
If you saw the look in everyone’s face
Dem ah watch you

[Pre Chorus]
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Ma special lady
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Ma special

[Chorus]
You can see them lovestruck
Couldn’t take their eyes off you
It was all love struck
They couldn’t be your baby oh

[Hook – Mr Eazi]
She dey go down like economy
She dey go down like economy
Mummy, daddy, which kind voodoo wey she do me

[Verse Two – Tiwa Savage]
Yeah yeah, baby tell dem make dem bone story
Me and you are making history
Ma lo gere, je ka jo, jaiye
This our love e sweet e pass honey
Oh nana, watch me whine pon d floor now now
I say oh na na
We killing it on the low now now (yeah)

And I wanna change for you
Do anything for you
Soon as I come through
See the look on everyone’s face, they all want me

[Pre Chorus – Tiwa Savage]
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Special lady
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Ma special

[Chorus]
You can see them lovestruck
Couldn’t take their eyes off you
You was all love struck
They couldn’t be your baby oh

[Hook – Mr Eazi]
She dey go down like economy
She dey go down like economy
Mummy, daddy, which kind voodoo wey she do me

[Verse Three – Louis]
Chidi, go down, abegi take it easy
Betta slow down
Ain’t no point in teasing
You’re on the wild wild west for the weekend
I’m sure down
But you know that now you’re uptown
Now we homebound
Bending over who you texting
Put your phone down
Ting, let me take the next thing
She dey go down
Mummy sexting sexting

So sexy senorita, don’t wanna c’est la vie her
That’s my best friend
That’s my bitch
I just wanna see ya

[Pre Chorus – Haile]
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Ma Special lady
Go down down
Down like a lady do
Ma special

[Chorus – Haile]
You can see them lovestruck
Couldn’t take their eyes off you
They was all love struck
They couldn’t be your baby oh

Lovestruck
Couldn’t take their eyes off you
It was all love struck
They couldn’t be your baby oh

[Hook – Mr Eazi] (x2)
She dey go down like economy
She dey go down like economy
Mummy, daddy, which kind voodoo wey she do me

George Ezra – Saviour (feat. First Aid Kit) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Being your own saviour, saviour
Is it saving you?
Rocks and gravel build a road
That’s alright
But you’re on your own

[Pre-Chorus]
Take me back to that midnight moon
Cradle me
At that midnight moon

[Chorus]
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night

[Verse 2]
I saw the devil dance for you
Crying out, Christ you’re bad
Smoke was rising, trains flew by
Time was young and you were mine

[Pre-Chorus]
Take me back to that midnight moon
Cradle me
At that midnight moon

[Chorus]
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night

[Instrumental-Bridge]

[Chorus]
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough
It’s a dark night

[Pre-Chorus]
Take me back to that midnight moon
Cradle me
At that midnight moon

[Chorus]
All of me is all for you
And what I’ve got to give is not enough

Arin Ray – We Ain’t Homies (feat. YG)

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Post-Chorus]
Damn
Are you for real, real, real, real, real?
See what’s the deal, deal, deal? Wait

[Verse 2]
See you need to back up, back up
Give me space, I need to stack up
Get my racks up
You a non-fucking factor
I done past ya
I done came a long way since The X Factor, hey
Damn
Where were you when we was broke?
Eatin’ Ramen Noodles from the corner store
I ain’t even see you when shit was low
So, don’t you try to act like you really know

[Pre-Chorus]
I mean for real, real, real, real, real
Hey, what’s the deal, deal, deal, deal?

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Verse 2]
You read about it
Don’t run your mouth
And you don’t know what you’re talking ’bout
You don’t know what I’m all about
You, you ain’t see how it all went down, down
I’m interested, what’s your motivation? (your motivation?)
You say you know me, but got no relation (got no relation)
Your Instagram got you feeling famous
Could give a damn ’bout your confirmation

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Outro]
Are you for real, real, real, real, real, real, real?
See what’s the deal, deal, deal?

Raye, Mabel & Stefflon Don – Cigarette

[RAYE:]
Come on, get it right now
Oh woah
Come on, get it right now, now

So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

So go on and smoke that shit baby
I know that you know I’m your favourite
Think she’s what you want but she ain’t it
Watching how my waist whine
Tryna touch my waistline
Know I like to take time with it
Tell me you can’t look away, I get it
Do I need you? Am I sure? Not really
So you might never get to see me naked, nah-nah-nah

Bad for you, love that is worth the deal
You can’t get enough of this
Said you tryna hit and quit, but you need me like a cigarette

So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

[Mabel:]
How do you want it, at yours or mine?
I’m too yours to decline
You should go tell everybody on mind
Don’t keep that shit secret, no no
Baby love it when I do that, I know
You’re too pretty to be rolling solo
If you like it, you can take a photo
Don’t quit, I know you want me like a bad habit
I’m your nicotine and you’re the addict
All yours, ooh

[RAYE:]
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

[Stefflon Don:]
Said me got everything what you want
Cock it up pon di thing when you want
Drive by and you don’t know mi style
Ride up, call me Don in my sky
Just landed big jet pon di runway boy
Loving how I set from a distance boy
Big tings that go on first class, we are fly
Fly, fly, fly
[?] you know
Money on the run [?]
Drop it one time then me climb up
Tings on the run ’til the morning
Higher than [?]

[RAYE, Mabel & Stefflon Don:]
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

I’m bad for you love but I’m your cigarette, yeah yeah
And I’m bad for you love but I’m your cigarette
And you know I’m the one, and you know
Oh no, ah, yeah
And you know say the gyal [?]
But I’m yours

Gabriel Garzon-Montano – Fruitflies

A million pairs of feet getting weak
We are all so tired of walking
But we can’t find the way back home
Like fruitflies in the breeze, ill at ease
We try so hard to fight it
But we can’t change the way the wind blows
Can’t find a way back home
We can’t change the way the wind blows
No, we can’t find the way back home

And while we try to sleep forgotten dreams
They beg of us to count them
So we back and forth with the sheep
Our cloudy coats, they gleam
How we bleat
Afraid to up and wander
Let the wolf get you while you’re alone
Can’t find a way back home
Can’t find a way back home
No, we can’t find a way back home

A million pairs of feet getting weak
We are oh so tired of walking
But we can’t find the way back home
Can’t find a way back home
Can’t find a way back home
No, we can’t find the way back home

Smino – Wild Irish Roses

It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses
You lookin’ mmm-mmm-mmm delectable
Made arrangements for that edible
Double booked if it’s cool, your friend can roll through
Casa su casa, how’s yo Spanish?
You kick it off, home field advantage
Got Gatorade on ice, lil boo, stay cool
Second stop we done made
Can’t find no Woods and it’s gettin’ late
I might just pull over
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Lil shawty got me standin’ at attention
Cuidado
This that two-a-days bench press
Repetition
Equinox
Oops, I mean Equinox
Smeezy F Baby and the F is for the Faneto
Triangles, down, up, circle
Like it’s a cheat code, I stick for the joy
She sayin’ it’s sweet, callin’ me chico
I dig in her earth deep, she quaking
I’m from juptir, baby get with an alien
Crazy, I popped a little somethin’
I’m seein’ 3D
We saw Nefertiti, you won’t believe me
Posted up like a lamp, come rub on a genie
I know you wish for forever, ever, you see me
My stones rolling but fuck it, you rockin’ with me
Yeah you rockin’ with me
Somethin’ ’bout yah lil convo, you do somethin’ for me
And I ain’t cold with geometry but you a cute mothafucka
It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses
You lookin’ mmm-mmm-mmm delectable
Made arrangements for that edible
Double booked if it’s cool, yo friend can roll through
Casa su casa, how’s yo Spanish?
You kick it off, home field advantage
Got Gatorade on ice, lil boo, stay cool
Second stop we done made
Can’t find no Woods and it’s gettin’ late
I might just pull over
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm
It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses

DJ Esco – Walk Thru (feat. Nas & Future)

[Intro: Future & Nas]
City, yeah, yeah
DJ EscoMoeCity
DJ ESCO, OG Esco, Future
‘Bout to walk through

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal (uh)
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
‘Bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
This the way I got a mil’ (ESCO)
Gotta walk you through a deal (walk with me)
This the way I got a mil’
Gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 1: Nas]
I called my man, I know he had it, told him, "Make somethin’ happen"
Re-up, I got visions of stackin’
Everybody’s for self now, nobody helps out
Intimidated by what I might accomplish, they jel’ now
They keep their connect to theirself, or they might tell me a number
Like they givin’ me a deal, like they lookin’ out for real
He won’t give me the plug’s math so I can talk to his man
That’s how I knew somethin’ was up, he was puttin’ his grand
On top of mine, that’s fine, he can do what he want
Took me to meet him, the plug chose the restaurant
The plug trusts me, he’s comfortable, he invites me to his house tomorrow
I’m in a Dodge, pull up to his garage, pull out some dollars
Give him some bread from a bank envelope
He gives me a laundry bag full of dope
That’s all she wrote
Now it’s my empty kitchen, a pot and pan
The product, supply and demand, know who I am? Escobar

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Nas]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’ (in the field)
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’ (post up on the hill)
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
‘Bout to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal
This the way I got a mil’ (ESCO)
Gotta walk you through a deal (walk with me)
This the way I got a mil’
Gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 2: Nas]
Can’t even trust niggas that say they love you
Niggas put more trust in women when it comes to this hustle
‘Cause everybody thought my mind and muscle was enough
Nobody ever knew my shorty was who found the plug
Maybe ’cause she cute they think she will not set them up
She used to take a separate car from us to go pick up
33 for a brick, I only make three G’s, gotta save money
All I buy is Jordans and weed
Summer time, S560, all I need
Twin turbo charged Benz, don’t pull me over when I speed
With my hood Miss America, other pretty women on her body in the area
Everybody be sweatin’ her
A bartender lookin’ better than a pole stripper
My ex said, "How this bitch take my whole nigga?"
I kept her in Louis tight jeans with gold zippers
Ain’t seen her in 25 years, she stole from niggas

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Nas]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’ (yeah)
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’ (she had to get it how she feel)
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is? (I used to post up on the hill)
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal (shout out to the hill)

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (shout out to the hill)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (shout out to the hill)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal

[Verse 3: Nas]
Got that sturdy 30 clip, murder Queens rap
Picture in the priest on the wall where the D’s at
It’s bigger than us all, please believe that
OG Esco, DJ ESCO, bumpin’ out your speaker, yeah you need that
Fuck sufferin’, from pompous Republicans on puppet strings
Breakfast at Tiffany’s, watches, rings, a couple chains
Never talk on the phone or text, a hustler’s thing
Before I would become a king, I was a 40th Ave-r
Timberland, corduroy hat turned backwards
Sagged down denim, women off [?] Adam
Think the voice had him, extravagant, low hat
Matchin’ the ‘Lo jacket, no Sak’s Fifth Ave yet
My dough was slackin’, I figured I’d stick with my best guys, best guys know me
Then I could live my best life low-key
So I creep like TLC, Lisa Left Eye Lopez, yes Nascobar
Got big, got bread, got far

[Pre-Chorus: Future]
I was standin’ in the field, had to get a hot mil’
Used to post up on the hill, this was before I made a mil’
I got 5 for 30, come and shop with me, what it is?
Came from standin’ in the field, I’ll moonwalk you through a deal

[Chorus: Future & Nas]
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (way I got a mil’)
Call shots, ’bout to walk you through a drug deal (way I got a mil’)
Yeah, I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal (now I’m countin’ mils)
This the way I got a mil’, gotta walk you through a deal
Esco, ‘out to walk you through a drug deal (here we go)

[Outro: Nas]
ESCO and Esco

MoneyBagg Yo – Rolls Royce

[Intro]
I’m through, I just did a deuce
Your boo, with me too, she loose
I flew, like I’m sick, G5
You, won’t shake shit, V-Live
I get them racks to come outside
Champagne Papi, look alive
I’m the truth so hold your lies
Like my IG I go live
Back on road, you know what I’m sayin’, like
Reporting live from the 2 Heartless tour, what’s up
Ayy this how I’m livin’ and feeling, I’m talkin’ ’bout accurate shit
Bleu Cheese Bagg, you dig, you know what I’m sayin’
True story, yeah

[Chorus]
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy

[Verse 1]
Bitch all in her feelings (what you do?)
When I smash call her a ho and pull out her extensions (ugh)
Diss the gang, we on defense, you know that we blitzing (savage)
He gon’ disappear like magic, know his loved ones gon’ miss him
Closed casket, can’t kiss him (mwuah)
Bitch I’m lit up (bitch I’m litty)
Alphabets VVS’s shine like glitter (shine like glitter)
See I’m flexing on you niggas, do some sit-ups (sit up, work out)
Stay woke, get up (get up, get up)
Two years in and I’m still the hottest nigga (Bagg)
Them niggas on the other side trippin’, I was in your hood homie
Draco ridin’ shotgun, interior match the wood on it
Bitch I’m riding Wraith (Wraith)
Pick up, drop your bitch off, she wasn’t safe (aw)
And if you talkin’ bout smoke, we gon’ blow that in your face

[Chorus]
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy

[Verse 2]
I’m through, I just did a deuce
Your boo, with me too, she loose
I flew, like I’m sick, G5
You, won’t shake shit, V-Live
I get them racks to come outside
Champagne Papi, look alive
I’m the truth so hold your lies
Like my IG I go live
Hundred hundred I shoot
You would think that Bloc was coming through
Twenty-five plus on my tooth (teeth)
I’m filled to the rim, that’s too much juice
Nigga you a Shih Tzu, I’m a big (bully), dog (grrr)
I bang the Five, that’s the Fen Ball, ayy

[Chorus]
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy
Riding in the motherfuckin’ Rolls Royce
Damn look at zaddy in my ho voice
Over drippin’ sauce, he got my clothes moist
Bread in my pocket, I ain’t poor boy

[Outro]
I’m in the R-R (what is you riding?)
That’s a Rolls Royce, not Rover
Look at the star-stars (I’m outer space)
Got my foot on they neck like a choker
Moneybagg Myers with me (what he look like?)
Mask on, October
I’m in a trio (ayy why you say that?)
I’m on three drugs, I ain’t sober
This shit over

Payroll Giovanni & Cardo – 5’s & 6’s

[Verse 1]
I ain’t worried ’bout you niggas, I’m in my own lane
I’m just gettin it in while I’m stayin’ out the way
Lounging in plush cribs on the phone talkin biz
Only legit convos of course I ain’t a kid
I ain’t new to this, been on the grind since a kid
Boy I’m use to this, no where to go head to toe in exclusive shit
Over priced jeans, granny say it’s foolishness (come on granny these balmains)
New Benz S-Class, leather with the wood dash, tinted glass
I honk when I ride pass scoopin’ cash
I only use premium when I get gas
Jump in a 6 with a different color wrist
Today is rose gold with a rose gold kit
You ain’t in the mix, you ain’t never seen paper
Nigga we was gettin’ truckloads as a teenager

[Chorus]
I be ridin’ up the 5 in a 5
I be ridin’ through the 6 in a 6
I be crusin’ down the 7 in a 7
Lookin’ at the world behind tint
We got no time for niggas
We got no time for bitches
We ridin’ around in 5’s in 6’s
We got no time niggas
We got no time for bitches
We ridin’ around in 5’s and 6’s

[Verse 2]
We look like money but we got way mo’
Iced up look at what the yay paid fo’
Beamer 2 door
Benz got 2 mo’
Valeted out front I’m at the bar gettin’ blowed
Sippin’ on Patron with this bad bitch
Laughin’ while the Rolex dancin’
Ridin’ through the woods like I’m campin’
But I’m just tryna make my way to my palace
This the same way my idols put it down
D niggas ride foreign off of kilos and pounds
Heroin and pills I done been there forreal
Then my name got hot I had to switch lanes and chill
Like the diamond link I’m rocking
In the foreign reminiscing about my days of rock swappin’

[Ab-Lib]
If a fiend ain’t have 10 dollars they was complainin’ bout the size of the rock, a nigga came a long way

[Chorus]
I be ridin’ up the 5 in a 5
I be ridin’ through the 6 in a 6
I be crusin’ down the 7 in a 7
Lookin’ at the world behind tint
We got no time for niggas
We got no time for bitches
We ridin’ around in 5’s in 6’s
We got no time niggas
We got no time for bitches
We ridin’ around in 5’s and 6’s

Smokepurpp & Murda Beatz – Do Not Disturb (feat. Lil Yachty & Offset)

[Intro: Smokepurpp & Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murda and shit
Aye, aye, yeah
Murda bless yo’ trap
Murda bless yo’ trap
Bitch, aye, oo

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Diamond on my neck like river (oo)
I just fucked a bitch on Twitter (yeah)
Put the K to his mouth like a motherfuckin’ dinner
Call lil’ bitch get head like a pillow (yuh)
Huh, woo, woo
Tats on my body, and my face too (yeah)
Damn, lil’ bih’ got attitude (damn)
If her ass fat, I’mma smack too (woo)
Rollie on my wrist, it’s a bust down (splash)
Hit your bitch from the back, she get bust down (yuh)
Bitch, I’m a dog, I’m a mad hound (what?)
Might as well put me in the dog pound (yeah)

[Chorus: Smokepurpp & Lil Yachty]
Don’t hit my phone (huh?)
That shit on do not disturb (yeah)
AK make a footwork jerk (Lil Purpp)
Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah)
Don’t hit my phone (huh)
That shit on do not disturb (brr)
Lil Purpp be off of the perc
Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin’ skrrt (Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, yeah)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Sippin’ on purple with Purpp (Purpp)
Bentley coupe, this not no Chrysler (skrt skrt)
Fuck on that bitch, and you wifed her
Fuck I look like doing cyphers
I’m getting richer now (uh)
Finna start saying no to pictures now (uh)
These bitches tripping (tripping)
After I fuck, bitch I’m dippin’ (I’m dippin’)
Big Benz on track, that shit Crippin’ (skrrt)
Yeah that shit blue
Used to sip Hi-Tech like I had the flu
Told that lil’ baby, come suck on the crew
Ain’t no-one new ’round Lil Boat but you (woo)
All of my watches over 60 (yeah)
Audemars Piguet, make it do a 360 (damn)
They hop out the coupe, and your hood and get risky (skrrt skrrt)
In the spot with a strap ’cause security didn’t frisk me (boom boom boom)

[Chorus: Smokepurpp & Lil Yachty]
Don’t hit my phone (Lil Boat)
That shit on do not disturb (fuck wit’ me, fuck wit’ me)
AK make a footwork jerk (yeah)
Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah)
Don’t hit my phone (huh) (gang)
That shit on do not disturb (Lil Boat)
Lil Purpp be off of the perc (Lil Boat)
Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin’ skrrt (skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt)

[Verse 3: Offset]
(Woo, woo, woo, Offset!)
Smokin’ on rocks, no nerds (hey)
Hang a football like a hall of fame jersey (jersey)
All it’s gon’ take is one word (one)
Run in yo’ house while you there, that’s a burglary (ayy)
For the nights and we fuckin’ them thots (for the nights)
For the Patek, I Rollie the watch (for the Patek)
Off an addy, go cop a robot (off an addy)
My bitch she plastic, she bust down a yacht (woo)
I keep the du-du-du strapped at my crotch (du-du-du)
I got them woo-woo-woos on the third aisle (woo-woo-woo)
Goyard got racks in the kangaroo pouch (racks)
Sippin’ the mud, live on the cloud (woo)
Chopper got nuts, 100 round yard (Yao Ming)
Bitch boy, put on a blouse (ayy)
I put a bullet right into yo’ vowels (bow-bow)
My crew turnin’ heads like a owl (bitch)

[Chorus: Smokepurpp]
Don’t hit my phone (yeah, huh?)
That shit on do not disturb (aye)
AK make a footwork jerk (yeah)
Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah)
Don’t hit my phone (hello)
That shit on do not disturb (brr brr)
Lil Purpp be off of the perc
Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin’ skrrt

Milomir Miljanic – Nemoj Da Mi Brojis Case (Live)

Nemoj nikad da me pitas
zasto pijes, zasto skitas
moj zivot je moja stvar
ja sam sebi gospodar

[Ref.] x2
Nemoj da mi brojis case
ne gledaj na sat
napicu se, zakasnicu
tebi u inat

Siromasan kad sam bio
sa mnom niko nije pio
a sad kad sam post’o neko
e tu sam te, rode, cek’o

[Ref.] x2
Nemoj da mi brojis case
ne gledaj na sat
napicu se, zakasnicu
tebi u inat

Jos po jednu sipaj svima
i ne pitaj razlog sta je
neka ima kol’ko ima
i nek’ traje dokle traje

[Ref.] x2
Nemoj da mi brojis case
ne gledaj na sat
napicu se, zakasnicu
tebi u inat

Esad Plavi – Ne Kuni Sto Si Voljela (Live)

Čujem u njega se zaklinješ
Čujem da mene proklinješ
Kuneš me, kuneš, al’ lažeš sebe
Ja sam još uvek deo tebe

[REF.]
Ne kuni što si volela
Znam da me nisi prebolela
Još uvek drhtiš kad čuješ mi glas
Moja je ljubav za tebe spas (x2)

Čujem u njega se zaklinješ
A često mene spominješ
Kuneš me, kuneš na sav glas
Tražićeš nekad od mene spas

[REF.]
Ne kuni što si volela
Znam da me nisi prebolela
Još uvek drhtiš kad čuješ mi glas
Moja je ljubav za tebe spas (x2)

Čujem u njega se zaklinješ
Čujem da mene proklinješ
Lažno me kuneš na sav glas
U njemu nećeš naći spas

[REF.]
Ne kuni što si volela
Znam da me nisi prebolela
Još uvek drhtiš kad čuješ mi glas
Moja je ljubav za tebe spas (x2)

Esad Plavi – Tvoje Ime (Live)

Do juče nisi znala to
da se zbog tebe opijam
s imenom tvojim
na usnama mojim
polako se ubijam

Do juče nisi znala to
da se zbog tebe opijam
s imenom tvojim
na usnama mojim
polako se ubijam

[Refren] x2
Ako čuješ tvoje ime
da neko tiho doziva
okreni se i vrati se
u život moj bez poziva

U meni ostao je trag
koji si ostavila ti
ni jedna žna
za sva vremena
neće me imati

U meni ostao je trag
koji si ostavila ti
ni jedna žna
za sva vremena
neće me imati

[Refren] x2
Ako čuješ tvoje ime
da neko tiho doziva
okreni se i vrati se
u život moj bez poziva

[Refren] x2
Ako čuješ tvoje ime
da neko tiho doziva
okreni se i vrati se
u život moj bez poziva

Mirza Sut – Dobro Bi Mi Dosla

Dobro bi mi došla,
jedna takva loša,
kao što si ti…

Evo pravim 300 čuda
glava luda, sada ne zna gdje će
šta još treba da se desi
da okusim zrno sreće

Pao sam na dno
neplanirano
jedan poljubac
bi me tako digao

[Refren]
Dobro bi mi došla
jedna takva loša
kao što si ti
stara ljubavi

Da me opet vratiš
u one sretne dane
kad si bila tu
da nikada ne prestane

Evo pravim 300 čuda
glava luda
sada ne zna gdje će

Bez svega sam mogo ja
bez jednog ne
bez tebe

Digni me sa dna
ti si jedina
dođi vadi me
iz ovog ludila

[Refren]
Dobro bi mi došla
jedna takva loša
kao što si ti
stara ljubavi

Da me opet vratiš
u one sretne dane
kad si bila tu
da nikada ne prestane

(Dobro bi mi došla)
(jedna takva loša)

[Refren]
Dobro bi mi došla
jedna takva loša
kao što si ti
stara ljubavi

Da me opet vratiš
u one sretne dane
kad si bila tu
da nikada ne prestane

Menil Velioski – Tvoje Ime Moje Prezime

Priznao sam sebi,
priznat ću i svima
samo jedna, ona prava
moje srce ima

[Refren]
Tvoje ime moje prezime, da se spoje
da delimo sve što deli se, u dvoje
Ima neka viša sila, znam da ima
tebe mi je poslala sudbina

Rekao sam društvo
imam razloga da častim
kad zapalim pravi plamen
stare vatre gasim

nema više ovdje ovdje da vetar me ponese
nisam više pismo bez adrese
nema više ovdje ovdje da vetar me ponese
nisam više pismo bez adrese

[Refren]
Tvoje ime moje prezime, da se spoje
da delimo sve što deli se, u dvoje
Ima neka viša sila, znam da ima
tebe mi je poslala sudbina

Rekao sam društvo
šta kod mene novo ima
i da svoju sreću želim
da podelim s njima

nema više ovdje ovdje od danas do sutra
s njom bi da se budim svakog jutra
nema više ovdje ovdje od danas do sutra
s njom bi da se budim svakog jutra

[Refren]
Tvoje ime moje prezime, da se spoje
da delimo sve što deli se, u dvoje
reci želje biraj mesto, biraj vreme
kao što si izabrala mene

Tvoje ime moje prezime, da se spoje
da delimo sve što deli se, u dvoje
Ima neka viša sila, znam da ima
tebe mi je posl, ala sudbina

Mariya – Точно Как

Казвам лягай – падаш ми за десет,
казвам ставай – ставаш интересен,
ако те натискам ще подаваш,
ако искам даваш.
Казвам ти синджира ни се пръска,
като песента ми се надъхваш,
взех те чист, но ще те върна мръсен,
най си ми лесен.

Ти си моя фикс идея,
в мислите ми пак си на repeat,
името ти на дисплея,
ало, къде си – губя търпение.
Нещо като deja vu си,
бил си с мен – отново ще си.

[Припев]
Дай ми ключовете на колата,
кредитните карти – гледай шоу,
мога да ти разтопя душата,
само аз знам, зная точно как.
Да те правя сам да си говориш,
аз не карам, ти ме молиш,
мога да те изгърмя,
да водя само аз знам, зная точно как.

Въздух искам да се изпаряваш,
звънна ли ти да се появяваш,
каза ли ти: "идвай бързо",
няма да ме бавиш.

Ти си моя фикс идея,
в мислите ми пак си на repeat,
името ти на дисплея,
ало, къде си – губя търпение.
Нещо като deja vu си,
бил си с мен – отново ще си.

[Припев]
Дай ми ключовете на колата,
кредитните карти – гледай шоу,
мога да ти разтопя душата,
само аз знам, зная точно как.
Да те правя сам да си говориш,
аз не карам, ти ме молиш,
мога да те изгърмя,
да водя само аз знам, зная точно как.

Djulia – Твоя Бях

Дрехи в целия ти хол,
чаши счупени на сол,
по гърба ти моя лак,
искаш ли ги пак?
С добрата легна си
и след това не звънна…
Ся ш’ видиш страната ми тъмна!
Звъниш ми ся, гориш,
ти сам си го постигна!

Куп пари изкарай, няма да ти вдигна!
Каза ли го, че без болка нямало любов?
Я, вземи го, да боли бъди готов!

И чашите ти празни от мъка да броиш,
и че от друг ме губиш да се боиш,
от ревност да трепериш, от яд да се топиш!
И твоя бях – не цениш…
Звъниш ми, гледай – пише "бивш"!
И пред вратата ми като кученце да спиш,
и пръстите от писане да си строшиш!
Отчаян да звъниш и от болка да скимтиш,
няма ме, няма ме, няма ме не ми тежиш!

Много късно, някак си, само мой целия,
да ти викна ли такси от Анелия?
За тоя дет’ си мислеше, че ще ме мачка,
но майка ми не е родила глупачка!
Сърцето чистото ми влезна и го пръсна,
сега добре ли влизам ти със фраза мръсна?

Trouble – Bring It Back (feat. Drake & Mike Will Made-It) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Trouble]
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it, bitch

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Yeah, tryna show me that she ’bout it
‘Bout it, ’bout it, yeah, shawty ’bout it, ’bout it, yeah
Take the charger, bad lil shawty, say she ’bout it
I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil’ partner though
The loud wild off the gate, don’t need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got the game down now, sorry Mr. Charlie
Aye, she say you so mothafuckin’ hood
But you ain’t no mothafuckin’ good
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take it all as blessin’
Know you fuckin’ with a real one though, no question (no doubt)
Partna you gon’ get spent doin’ all that flexin’
So many of us shootin’ you straight, ain’t no pressure
Hatin’ on that man won’t do you no blessin’
Tryna teach a young nigga flexin’
Wanna go to war, but you ain’t got no money
Worry ’bout these hoes and you ain’t got no money
Mike Will Made-It
Big Trouble, baby

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back, damn

[Verse 2: Drake & Trouble]
Yeah, I don’t play no games boy, I’m at your head (at your head)
All about the family, niggas took the pledge (took that shit)
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
You can’t push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge
Hit the gas and we outta there
Do it for the six, because we started there (started)
I got a girl that used to ride around with ‘Pac an’ them (‘Pac)
I gotta get it, you came from my lil partner then (fuck)
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the watch (bitch)
Extra million just to see the Maybach drop (drop, drop)
Crest white smile on my face
Once I get to snappin’ ain’t nobody safe (nobody)
Reality gon’ hit ya or we gon’ hit ya
Either way if they was with ya, they goin’ with ya
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL)
Me and Big Trouble baby (DTE)

[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
I could put you frontline, just bring it back

[Chorus: Trouble]
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back

Courtney Jenaé – Accelerate lyrics

[Intro]
Could you just turn on my signal, push it full throttle
Feel the vibrations (accelerate)
Just take a ride downtown, drive it fast, big sound
To the right station (accelerate)

[Verse 1]
All the boys tell me
I’m so delectably irresistible
If you play your cards right, I’ll let you in tonight
Put me on your pedestal

[Pre-Chorus]
I am like a race
Can you finish me
Oh, you know
This show ain’t over
Just pick up the key
And unlock me
Oh, you know
This show ain’t over

[Chorus]
Get me to dance
Beg me to stay
Rev my engine
Accelerate
Could you just turn on my signal, push it full throttle
Feel the vibrations (Accelerate)
Just take a ride downtown, drive it fast, big sound
To the right station (Accelerate)

[Verse 2]
Push it up on me, move your machinery
Break this road in two
Turn on my headlights, drive all through the night
Come exhaust my fumes

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s an endless chase
Are you in the game
Oh, you know
This show ain’t over
Just pick up the key
And unlock me
Oh, you know
This show ain’t over

[Chorus]
Get me to dance
Beg me to stay
Rev my engine
Accelerate
Could you just turn on my signal, push it full throttle
Feel the vibrations (accelerate)
Just take a ride downtown, drive it fast, big sound
To the right station (accelerate)

[Bridge]
It’s so insane, the smoke is all, all around
You drive me crazy
My brake is up, push it down
Don’t stop until I make, make a sound
You’re first place, I’m giving you, you the crown

[Pre-Chorus]
Get me to dance
Beg me to stay
Rev my engine
Accelerate (you’re first place, I’m giving you the crown)

[Chorus]
Get me to dance
Beg me to stay
Rev my engine
Accelerate
Could you just turn on my signal, push it full throttle
Feel the vibrations (accelerate)
Just take a ride downtown, drive it fast, big sound
To the right station (accelerate)

Rico & Miella X TELYkast – Worth Fighting For lyrics

[Verse 1: Rico (Rico and Miella)]
We’re soldiers, but come our time we’ll just head home
Raise a white flag, with honor lost and glory gone
(But now we’re gonna march to certain death)
(With these land mines in our chests)
(With every night another raid)
(We both stare a thousand yards away)

[Hook: Miella]
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
I know it’s gonna hurt but you’re worth fighting for

[Verse 2: Rico (Rico and Miella)]
An explosion, a million pieces of debris
We’re a plane crash, lost into the open seas
(Yet we swim on through the heavy swell)
(Before we’ll sink to hopeless depths)
(When every night another storm)
(We fight to keep ourselves afloat)

[Hook: Miella]
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
You know it’s gonna hurt so why would you want more
I know it’s gonna hurt but you’re worth fighting for

Daniel Angelus – Reflection lyrics

Whispers in time
Voices on the line
I know how you feel
Dancing reel to reel
I was your reflection
Everything is lost in the mirror
I don’t even know who I am anymore

Reflection [x16]

Thinking of the children
The children of delusion
I was born in heaven
Because i was his reflection, yeah

Whispers in time
Voices on the line
I know how you feel
Dancing reel to reel with me

Riddles in my head, why?
Blood is red, stop
Believing this please
I insist I was your reflection

I need a mirror
So I can see you
This lonely river
Is flowing past you

There is always something inside the darkness
I am always hunting for truth

Alone
Alone

Release my dream
Release my soul
Don’t let me be all alone

All alone
All alone
In solitude

All alone
All alone

Minnie – Natural lyrics

Tu boca de menta, de pasta dental
Tus ojos tan verdes de fino cristal
Tu pelo con hebras de trigo pintado
Tu rostro cobrizo de luces quemado…
Todo se ve Natural, Natural… Aja…
Natural, Natural…

Tu porte seguro de hombros formados
Tus sienes depilas to ceño cercado
Tu larga melena de estilo cortado
Todo le da forma a tu ser…
Natural, Natural… Ajá… Natural, Natural…
Natural, Natural…

No se de verdad cømo eres, quién eres o eras,
Serás apariencias, mentiras o un amor a ciegas
Te soy muy sincera me gusta tu estilo,
Mas temo que un dia, despierte y no seas…
Natural, Natural.. Ah! Ah!…
Natural Natural… Natural

Tu image serena de corte impecable
De estilo muy fino costoso, elegante
Tu hablar cuidadoso rebuscas que encante
Que no comprometa tu hablar tan constante…
Todo se ve Natural, Natural… Ajá…
Natural, Natural… Ajá…
Natural… Natural… No me engañes…
Natural, Natural…

Stanish – Just You And I (LoveySB) lyrics

Music & Lyrics: Boots Damasco
Performed by Stanish
Music Arranger: Ibarra Music/ Landr nyc
Vocal Mastered & Mixed: Kerryl D

[Verse 1]
Started out as a dream
Bring colors to my scheme
Your voice convince me
With every song I hear
You walk into my life
The moment was just right
I gotta a feeling everything will be alright..

[Chorus]
I’ll always love you from the bottom of my heart
I’ll always need you right at my side
We should always be together come what may
Just you and I together will become one..

[Verse 2]
Now you’re in my life
I’ve Never felt this fine
Just like I thought before
Everything went right
Forever is in our hands
When we became as one
Let’s face together the life we just begun..

[Chorus]
I’ll always love you from the bottom of my heart
I’ll always need you right at my side
We should always be together come what may..
Just you and I together will become one..

[Adlib]

Wooo… Woooohh…
Wooo… Woooohh..
Wooo… Woooohh..

[Chorus]
Your love completes me
You make me happy
I wouldn’t ask for more
You keep me going I love the feeling
Say you will stay..

[Chorus]
I’ll always love you from the bottom of my heart
I’ll always need you right at my side
We should always be together come what may
Just you and I together will become one..

[Chorus]
I’ll always love you from the bottom of my heart
I’ll always need you right at my side..
We should always be together come what may
Just you and I together, just you and I together
Just you and I together…

[Chorus]
I’ll always love you from the bottom of my heart
I’ll always need you right at my side
We should always be together come what may
Just you and I together..

Just you and I..

Imelda Kehoe – Rainbow Over London lyrics

It’s on the late-night train and on the night bus
It’s in the ‘Peace be with You’ and with us
And, oh, it’s everything you do,
And, oh, the very thought of you.

It’s in the ‘come on, I’m taking you home’
It says, ‘I Love you’ late night, on the phone
And, oh, it’s everything you are
And, oh, the very thought of you.

The very thought of all, there has to be a reason,
Nothing could be broken
It has to be the people, and The Rainbow Over London
When I saw the news, I thought of you

It’s in the limelight, says old fashioned things
It makes you laugh, blows you away, makes you sing
And, oh, it’s everything you do,
And, oh, the very thought of you.

It’s in emergencies, runs down the hall
Follows you home, helps you sleep after it all
And, oh, it’s everything you are
And, oh, the very thought of you.

The very thought of all, there has to be a reason,
Nothing could be broken
It has to be the people, and The Rainbow Over London
When I saw the news, I thought of you

It’s in the little voice, there by your bed
Climbs in beside you and keeps you awake
And oh, it’s everything you are
And oh, the very thought of you.
The very thought of you.