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Young Dolph – Point Across

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 1]
Hah, ayy, I ain’t never know how to do shit but go and get it
This ain’t even all my jewelry, I got on two fifty, ayy
Never signed a deal but he spending all these mils
Bitch stay out my business, have a drink, bitch chill
You didn’t grow up where I did, you can’t feel how I feel
That shit ain’t ’bout money, I put my brakes on it and yield
I stood that bitch up for two months and she blowin’ me up still
This shit just got real, I’m the shit like diarrhea
A hundred racks on me, all hundred dollar bills
I keep lean to pour up, bitch my plug Doctor Phil
I take her to the mall and let her glow up in Chanel

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 2]
For real though
Ayy, niggas act like bitches and it ain’t no excuse for it
Some of my niggas Pyru and some of my niggas rollin’
This bankroll I can’t fold it, choppers we still toting
Smoke a lot of dope, you can call me Dopey
Rock a lot of gold, you can call me Goldie
Got a couple Pateks, and a couple Rollies
Went to LA just to ball, you can call me Kobe
You all about these bitches, I’m all about this paper
Bumped in Farrakhan, told him As-Salaam-Alaikum
Buy foreign cars and take ’em to the hood and drag race ’em
Package got caught up, I made her call in and trace ’em, yeah

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

Joe Moses – On My Bumper (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 1: Joe Moses]
You see lately I’ve been feelin’, enjoyin’ my life chillin’
When you was in your feelin’, she wanna be winnin’
And you discovered too many problems, it’s too many hotties
For me to sit for too many hours, it’s no logic
Back then they didn’t want me, now they be stressed out
Valuable lesson learned to all the women who missed out
A little too grown to be in church with your breasts out
Move my new ho across the street from my ex house
Petty, got my eye on it like Fetty
The same woman dissed me, the same ones who ready
The same ones curved me, the same ones be textin’
But now I’m just flexin’, Ty I’m just flexin’ for real

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 2: Ty]
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
Baby pull up on me
I’ve been drivin’ reckless
Peep the [?] in my new Rolly
Back it up, fuck it up, you the one
You know I run it up on my baby
Damn damn damn
You look better than you do on the ‘gram
Back it up on me like whoa whoa whoa
Ride the wave like roll roll roll roll roll
Got me like down down down
You know I like it when you do with no hands
Back it up on me like whoa
Then I gotta go pedal to the flo’
Because you know

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Verse 3: Joe Moses]
You see lately I’ve been living, enjoyin’ my life chillin’
When you get out your feelin’, maybe I consider
My ex woman was bitter, take a shot to the liver
The same ones be laughin’ now cry me a river
The same ones was frontin’ now blowin’ my cellie
She never made the mistake to wifin’ up a headache
Shoe never made the mistake of sleeping with no jacket
And calling you out your name but sure callin’ you rachet
Intrigued but not flattered, who’s callin’, it don’t matter
Paragraphs on the ‘gram, you mad, you gotta add her
I laugh, the grass ain’t greener between her
Girl we done, it was just a little fun
So now you wanna make up rumors and hit the shade room
The same one telling you leave, she in the living room
I had to stop playing fasho’ and do me
Can’t fight for no woman who ain’t afraid to lose a me
And that’s real

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
Got all these girls (girls)
All these girls (girls)
Got all these girls on my bumper (ooh yeah)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls (all these girls)
All these girls on my bumper

[Outro: Joe Moses]
We got another one
We got another one

Joyner Lucas – Winter Blues

[Bridge]
Damn I feel so loose, I’m about to pop shit
What’s a man to do when he’s out of options
I ain’t wanna do it but …
Shhh, hold on
Be quiet, they’re coming

[Hook]
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I said gimmie that, gimmie that
Gimmie that, gimmie that
You heard what I said
Nigga run that, run that
Run that, run that
You heard what I said
I said yeah
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Verse 1]
I remember everything was different
When I tried to get a job and make some money
I was livin’ on the street
I walk a lot of miles and nobody wasn’t hiring and I had to stand in line if I was to get something to eat
Cause I ain’t had no homies and my girl depended on me every night that we were lonely and I couldn’t get no sleep
Cause I was plotting on anybody I seen that was getting money
You got it? I need it sorry, you don’t need it more than me
And bitch, I’m tired of this struggle, ducking and dodging them puddles wondering if God ever hear the prayers I said
Cause every time I got a new hustle, that shit done got me in trouble
You don’t know how many fucking tears I’ve shed
But fuck it, I’m letting loose
And they told me don’t bend the rules
This is my winter blues
You know what I’m finna do
Anything necessary to make it up in the news
And I’m taking every muthafucking thing that I pick and choose
And I’m done with all the begging, I’m past that
All I did was get laughed at
You can go back track but you’ll never get cash back
And they told me I’m half black
But I’m white as a lab rat
With a mic and a gas mask
I’m a light for your trash ass
And I might get the last laugh
Better fight if you back stab
With a knife in your backpack
All my life I’ve been jabbed at
But I fight like I’m Mad Max with a knife with the yeah yeah
You know, you know what the fuck I’m talking about
Listen
I don’t give a fuck about your feelings
You don’t have any idea just what I had to do to get what I want
All I wanted was to make a decent living
I can’t even count it all my fingers how much shit that I lost
Nigga this is my job
These are my thoughts
I ain’t never had shit but for now you better give me what’s yours

[Bridge]
Damn I feel so loose, I’m about to pop shit
What’s a man to do when he’s out of options
I ain’t wanna do it but …
Shhh, hold on
Be quiet
They’re coming

[Hook]
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
I said gimme that, gimme that
Gimme that, gimme that
You heard what I said
Nigga run that, run that
Run that, run that
You heard what I said
I said yeah
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Verse 2]
You really got some nerve talkin’ bout me like you’re better cause you got your shit together and I’m really goin’ through it
I don’t think you have a clue what it feels like doin’ dirt knowin’ in your heart you ain’t wanna do it
I don’t got one G bone in my body, I ain’t never gangbang I don’t know nothing about it
I don’t claim to be a thug nigga or Illuminati but there really ain’t no tellin’ what I do when I get rowdy
And I’m starvin’ and my back against the wall and you ballin’
Everytime I see you all you do is flash hundreds
Everything on fleek I ain’t never had nothin’
I just wanna be you when I feel like stuntin’
And lettin’ loose and they told me don’t bend the rules
This is my winter blues you don’t know what I finna do
Anything necessary to make it up in the news
And I’m taking every muthafuckin’ thing that I pick and choose
I’m done with that hating shit
The fuck do you think this is
Damn it, you made me sick
Ain’t no time for no babysit
This is the way we live and yes I’m okay with this
You think you all that and a bag of potato chips?
Could jump off a crazy bridge
And enough of you idiot kids
Go suckin’ a lady dick
I would never just make amends
With none of you shakin’ hands in public
Yeah yeah like get the fuck out of my face, dude
Listen
I don’t give a fuck about your feelings
You don’t have any idea just what a nigga had to do to get loose
All I wanted was to make a decent living
I can’t even count on all my fingers how much shit I went through
What I went through
What I went through
And when shit get real ain’t really nothing that you can do

[Outro: Joyner Lucas]
Yo, what’s up, this is Joyner
I’m unable to take your call right now
Leave me a brief message and I’ll get back to you
Peace

[Voice mail: Angry caller]
Yo, who the fuck do you think you are tryna give advice to a child?
My child
Nigga, you the biggest piece of shit I’ve ever met in my life
My nigga
You the last person that should be trying to give advice to anybody about anything
Let alone my fucking kid
Acting like some fucking role model or some shit
Nigga, no nobody wanna be like you
Stop it

Julia Michaels – Worst In Me (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

Yeah
Remember when I used to be happy for you?
You could go out with your female friends and I’d be totally fine
Remember when you used to be happy for me?
You celebrate all my success without crossing a line
Now, it’s like we’re scared of getting good
‘Cause we know the truth is that we could
Yeah, we know that we might actually work
And the truth is that we could
But maybe it’s the worst in me
That’s bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn’t want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you
But the worst in me doesn’t want to
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
It’s almost like I’ve gotten so used to resentment
That every annoying little thing you say has lost its effect
It’s almost like it’s made you a little bit bitter
When I don’t always react the way you expect
It’s like we’re scared of getting good
‘Cause we know the truth is that we could
Yeah, we know that we might actually work
And the truth is that we could
But maybe it’s the worst in me
That’s bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn’t want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you
But the worst in me doesn’t want to
I won’t hurt you again
If you won’t, if you won’t
But, baby, I won’t lose you again
If you won’t, if you won’t
Remember when I used to be happy for you?
But maybe it’s the worst in me (worst in me)
That’s bringing out the worst in you
I know we can fix these kinks
But the worst in me doesn’t want to work on things
But the best of me wants to love you, I really want to
But the worst in me doesn’t want to
Ah ah ah ah ah (Really doesn’t want to)
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah (The worst in me doesn’t want to)
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah (Oh)
Ah ah ah ah ah (The worst in me doesn’t want to)

T-Pain – Goal Line (feat. Blac Youngsta) (On TRL) (Live)

[Intro: T-Pain & Blac Youngsta]
You Okay?
You got it? (Lil bitty bitch)
Need a pat on the back? (Whore)
You got it, she worked it out
Hey (stretch) ahh!
Aye aye aye aye
(Fuck Nigga)

[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine slow down

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
I got the wraith sittin
I got your bae sittin
Four 12’s in the trunk
I got the base hittin
You tryna keep yo bae hittin (Lil Bitch)
Keep it tight like a waist trainer (Lil Whore)
All my niggas tote guns dont a (Gang)
All my niggas know your base ain’t a
Shit ain’t really safe ain’t a (Nah)
You don’t think we’ll catch a case ain’t a
All of my niggas got GPS all of my niggas show up at your place ain’t a
I move that weight like I’m weight gaining
I push that weight like I’m weight training
Hey I pull my trump card ima run the fuckin USA ain’t I
(aye aye)

[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
I’m at the goal line (Lil Bitch)
Shawty got gold pussy (Whooo)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I’m at the goal line
I’m at the goal line oh yeah
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine slow down

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
These lil niggas fake ain’t it
I gotta steak on my plate ain’t it
Yall lil niggas tryna eat
We done already ate ain’t it
You a lil bit too late ain’t it move my momma out the hood she straight ain’t it
Pour up a four in my phantom
Pour another four thats a whole nother eight ain’t it
I’m at the goal line with a thick and red bitch and she won’t slow down
My bitch so fine she don’t let me fuck her friend cause that bitch low down
So I fuck that bitch anyway
I don’t love my bitch anyway
I be like "bitch get out my face" and that lil bitch always be in the way (Lil Bitch)
Cock block
Thot thot
La La
Gimme
Top top
Laptop
I don’t fuck my fans (whore)
I don’t wanna meet your fam (whore)
I don’t fuck with you lil bitch don’t you shake my hand (whore)
(Gang Gang)

[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine slow down

[Verse 3: T-Pain]
I’m in that SS
My shit the best yes
I’m pushing 130 plus I’m riding dirty that shit like a stress test
After party go down to the mansion
We gone leave that bitch a mess yes
Booty and the beast I need two at least
Bitch be our guest yes
Lets just fuck in the better light
That’ll be hella right
Two chicks kissing in the bath tub now they mega tight
They was already friends
Now they better friends
Baby don’t hold back (Lil Bitch)
Baby just let her in (Lil Whore)
She bout to be bae ain’t a
Both of yall on the way ain’t a
All of my bitches got GPS all of my bitches show up at my place ain’t a
That dick make em feel like they weight training
I hit em with it and they can’t take it
You been fucking with them clown ass nigga baby come and get your face painted ain’t it
(aye aye aye aye)

[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy
And I hit the goldmine slow down

Born – Hot Topic (feat. Quavo)

[Intro: Quavo]
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Migo, oooh

[Hook: Quavo]
Hot topic (yea), told her pop it
Money in my pocket (oh, cash)
We hotboxin’ (hotbox)
In the tropics, yeah we on a island (yeah)
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Hot topic (aye), yeah we poppin’ (oh)
Hot topic (yea), yeah we poppin’ (pipe up)
Bad bitch, Mona Lisa (aye)
Thousand miles just to meet ya (aye)
Now I won’t wanna keep her (aye, no)
It’s cheaper to leave her (yea)

[Verse 1: Born]
Check out and know that I be the topic
Yeah, I be gettin’ it poppin’
Got a bad bitch she live on the islands
When we together we stylin’
Put her on a mission she up for the cha’
She always know I be wildin’
She always love I be grindin’
Got it through money and violence
VVS diamonds they always the shinest
Stay on the plane yeah I’m always the flyest
Where ever I go yeah, I roll with the iron
I ain’t the one that you wanna be tryin’
No, I just be gettin’ the work when I whip it or buy it
Fuck all the hater, the haters live off this lyin’
Can’t stop me, oh no they can’t stop me
Pocket full of money, yeah, yeah, yeah
She pop a molly, she just wanna party
Oh, yeah that my topic

[Hook: Quavo]
Hot topic (yea), told her pop it
Money in my pocket (oh, cash)
We hotboxin’ (hotbox)
In the tropics, yeah we on a island (yeah)
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Hot topic (aye), yeah we poppin’ (oh)
Hot topic (yea), yeah we poppin’ (pipe up)
Bad bitch, Mona Lisa (aye)
Thousand miles just to meet ya (aye)
Now I won’t wanna keep her (aye, no)
It’s cheaper to leave her (yea)

[Verse 2: Born]
Yeah, It’s cheaper to leave her
So if she fuss I’mma leave her
Shorty must think that I need her
I tell her ‘watch out bitch I’m not a believer’
I just be smokin’ my weed up
Ain’t got no time for no skeezer
Ain’t got no time for no fever
I’m gettin’ a headache I’m drinkin’ my lean up
You spendin’ your re-up, I get it for free
I’m driving a 6 and I’m all in the streets
I ride with a bitch and she holdin’ my weed
I ride with a stick for who want it with me
The one I delete, think I won’t pull up and jump out the V
I’m dumpin’ the heat, all of these bullets they come on repeat
Hot topic, yeah we poppin’
All of these bitches I know they watchin’
Hot topic, yeah we poppin’
In Santo Domingo so many options

[Hook: Quavo]
Hot topic (yea), told her pop it
Money in my pocket (oh, cash)
We hotboxin’ (hotbox)
In the tropics, yeah we on a island (yeah)
Ye, ye, ye, yeah
Hot topic (aye), yeah we poppin’ (oh)
Hot topic (yea), yeah we poppin’ (pipe up)
Bad bitch, Mona Lisa (aye)
Thousand miles just to meet ya (aye)
Now I won’t wanna keep her (aye, no)
It’s cheaper to leave her (yea)

DJ Kay Slay – Hip-Hop Icons (feat. Ice-T & Kool G Rap)

[Hook: Ice-T]
It’s been a long time niggas forgot
You push up on mine niggas get shot
Master with the caliber, dont respect your throne
Don’t worry bout me, the devil protects it’s own

[Verse 1: Ice-T]
This so often I stare and gaze into a coffin
But I don’t cry, niggas must die
My bloodlust is unquenchable
My thirst for revenge you bitch niggas can’t comprehend
I might let you live a few years, feel yourself
Death is always near, and then it gets dealt
This ain’t the pop that the kids bop to
This what the hard rocks cock Glocks to
I hate rap niggas, I love street cats
I serve whack niggas, please believe that
Iceberg bitch, motherfucker you heard
I been away for a minute so the lines got blurred
I ain’t impressed by your jewelry, that could get took
Don’t floss around me nigga you shook
All your dope talk crack talk trap talk bullshit
How could real niggas stomach your lies?
You never fuck with no live niggas I know
Only place your hard is in your motherfucking bio
Imma go on cause I feel the mic starting to heat
Grip the wood on the wheel lay back in your seat
I ain’t new to this shit, I could rap for weeks
Especially with these Kay Slay types of beats

[Hook: Ice-T]
It’s been a long time niggas forgot
You push up on mine niggas get shot
Master with the caliber, dont respect your throne
Don’t worry bout me, the devil protects it’s own

[Verse 2: Kool G. Rap]
KGR boy, Queens grime nigga
Turn your block into the scene of the crime nigga
A mean shine nigga the beam on the nine nigga
Killers move in silence and violence of mines whisper
Corona the own, I rep it to the death boy
Soda bottle or nozzle to lower down the deck boy
Everyday generating another hood chronicle
Niggas come comical, I fix ’em with the llama too
The money in ’85 was so astronomical
Chest neck gripping with ice like a comma do
Yea nigga this the auto bio
Fuck with the auto die yo
Murder here my nigga Universe caught a slug in the eye yo
Pies seventeen five moving the bottles
Bottom of the pot rock pat ’em and dry those
Lay low from homicide with a side hoe, you know how it go

[Verse 3: Ice-T]
Get your gats out hoods on masks up
In my dark world fuck boys get touched
I’m much older and colder now
No beat just release the hounds
I move the social elite from the concrete
It wasn’t easy lotta blood got spilled
Shit got greazy good men got killed
Somehow I kept my head down kept moving
A lot had to be shown it had to be proven
And I’m still alive today
So don’t test me in no type of way
You may catch me in the street rolling dolo
Or on the beach in some Ralph Lauren Polo
Or in the next booth over in the hottest club
Or at some hell of a spa getting my feet rubbed
(That nigga plays a cop) Broke nigga don’t speak
Seventeen years 200k a week
Nigga you on the bus, while I’m whipping a fleet
If you can’t add money you ain’t from the street

Snoop Dogg – 3’s Company (feat. Chris Brown & O.T. Genasis)

[Intro: Snoop Dogg (& Chris Brown)]
SD, O.T
(Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T….)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I got 25 ways I can get it
And 20 home boys that’s fully with it
It’s only gon’ take ’bout 30 minutes
From the effects that you feel from the bag of spinach
It’s vintage, authentic, I have no limits
C Walk in the party let the Crips up in it
To handle our business, baby, put your back up in it
CB, OT, yeah we back up in it
The west coast do the most
Take a drag out the dope
House party like a motherfucker full of my folks
He a dog, and a couple of P’s
Pile of seeds, weed, and a couple of G’s
Ooh wee, I got the mic, it’s my turn
The roof is on fire, let that motherfucker burn
We don’t need no water if your daughter is hot
Just send her to the Dogg so I can woop-de-wop

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl, I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby, let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Verse 2: O.T. Genasis]
Skip, Skip, Skip, Skip, Skip
I’m a long beach nigga, long beach Crip
See her at the party, big thang on her hip
Gun never tiny, you can kiss this tip (muah!)
Handle, got that stick like magic
Never drink it straight, where the Kool-Aid?
Leave a nigga bloody like bootleg
I’m a northside nigga, stand on my toes
Cisco nigga, staying on the hoes
I heard she a flip, ran off her clothes
Threw her in the air, landed on the bros
O.T., SD, CB
Any nigga say some gotta see me
36 O’s, pair of phones
Double M give it up, chunky

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I ain’t tryna knock your hustle, babe
You know I’m a dog, but there’s no petting
More fire, more loud, we all can blaze
You lookin’ like twins, both hands, two bodies
One I’m in the sheets, other one her knees (sheets)
Mary Jane’s a freak, and I love Molly
I’m tryna paint two Mona Lisa
One black, one white, at the same time
Them strobe lights keep flashing
It’s just me and you two in this room
And it feels like déjà vu
Like I been here with you two, before

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Sexy girl you came to party
You and your girlfriends
3’s company
Girl I don’t mind, fun time
Oh baby, let me see you walk
Step to me
Then sway when you shake that booty (oh yeah)
Hit your walk, hop to it
I’ma show you the way a real player do it

[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player
Play on player, play on, play on, play on player (It was only)
Play on player
Girls on top of girls, when we walkin’ (walkin’)
Play on player, (walkin’) play on, play on, play on player

[Outro: Chris Brown (& Snoop Dogg)]
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T… (yeah!)
(3’s company, baby)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(You know how we do it, we the west, yo)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(CB, uh, O.T., yeah, SD)
Breezy, Snoop D O double G and O.T., O.T., O.T…
(Ooh wee, ooh wee)

Esil Duran – Любов

Кризата не ме касае, щом до мен си ти искам те това е
Въздуха мирише на любов
и всичко тук на теб ухае
и хапи не говори всичко друго можеш ти.

[Припев]
Целувай ме сега не се обръщай – гледат или не
Целувай ме сега какво ти пука – криза или не
Целувай ме сега не казвай "мило, имах тежък ден"
Влудяваш ме така,целувай ме сега!

Кризата не те касае,щом очите ти гледат само в мене
Целувай ме горещо,
и не чакай подходящо място и време
и хапи не говори всичко друго можеш ти.

[Припев]
Целувай ме сега не се обръщай – гледат или не
Целувай ме сега какво ти пука – криза или не
Целувай ме сега не казвай "мило, имах тежък ден"
Влудяваш ме така,целувай ме сега!

The Offspring – Why Don’t You Get A Job?

My friend’s got a girlfriend
Man he hates that bitch
He tells me every day
He says "man I really gotta lose my chick
In the worst kind of way"
She sits on her ass
He works his hands to the bone
To give her money every payday
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well my friend
You gotta say
I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Why don’t you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don’t you get a job
I guess all his money, well it isn’t enough
To keep her bill collectors at bay
I guess all his money, well it isn’t enough
‘Cause that girl’s got expensive taste
I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Why don’t you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don’t you get a job
Well I guess it ain’t easy doing nothing at all
But hey man free rides just don’t come along
Every day
Let me tell you about my other friend now
My friend’s got a boyfriend, man she hates that dick
She tells me every day
He wants more dinero just to stay at home
Well my friend
You gotta say
I won’t pay, I won’t pay ya, no way
Why don’t you get a job
Say no way, say no way, no way
Why don’t you get a job

Years And Years – Hypnotised lyrics

The voices make believe it’s all for you
Who can bring me into life
Just want my love
Every calling comes to life
These petals fall from your eyes

MO – Roots lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh

[Verse 1]
You heard the news, sweet child
I slaughtered all them swans
I left it burnin’
Gone to New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
There was a [?]
And I was weak for a while
Never be as good as you so
I got a ride and
I hitchhiked for New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Verse 2]
You heard the news, sweet child
The world is mad we are runnin’ wild
I’m gonna ride and
Get off at New York
There will be no more violence
In the house of your heart
In the house of your heart
In the name of the Lord

[Refrain]
I [?] another way
[?] another way
We should stay [?]

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, baby
Where will I dig my roots?
It’s achin’ each time that I think of you
I wish for a better day to come around
Wanna shake my head [?]
Show you what you found (oh)
I wish for a better day to come around
So put a gun to the thunder inside of my head (oh)

[Outro]
Where will I dig my roots? (Oh)
Where will I dig my roots?

MO – When I Was Young lyrics

[Verse 1]
When the sky was gold
And I needed no protection
But as the wind will blow
A thousand miles in no direction
Man, it was a beautiful sight
Days were soaked in sunlight
Just so long ago
That lately all I do imagine

[Chorus]
When I was young
Whatever happened
I went through it all
As long as I could sing my favorite song
When I was young, oh
And the holidays went on and on
We were so high
Let the freeway take us into the night
And in the dark you sang my favorite song
When I was young, oh
And the holidays went on and on
And on, and on, and on
When I was young
(Woo!)

[Verse 2]
Now the sky is gray
But honestly, it doesn’t hurt me (No)
Learned to find my way
On the path and no returnin’, oh, oh
Everything I’ve left behind
On my mind every time I’d meet your eyes
We were so bold and brave
Baby, can you imagine?

[Chorus]
When I was young
Whatever happened
I went through it all
As long as I could sing my favorite song
When I was young, oh
And the holidays went on and on
We were so high
Let the freeway take us into the night
And in the dark you sang my favorite song
When I was young, oh
And the holidays went on and on
And on, and on, and on
When I was young
(Woo!)

[Bridge]
When I was young
We would play with fire
When I was young
And we would [?] the [?]
When I was young
It was do or die
I would give my life just to feel like
When I was young

[Outro]
Ohh, oh-oh-oh-oh
(Oh, do or die)
When I was young
Through it all
We were so high
Oh, and the holidays went on and on
And on, and on, and on
When I was young

MO – Turn My Heart To Stone lyrics

[Verse 1]
Where were you, babe, when I needed you?
All of your sh*t’s lying on the floor
Like you were just here, but you never were here
No, but you were not here
I’ve always been weak for your every move
Have a weird thing for the likes of you
Loves me so good, but it does me no good
No, it does me no good

[Pre-Chorus]
I wish I could turn my heart to stone
I would be better off alone
I wish I could turn my, wish I could turn my
Wish I could let you go

[Chorus]
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
So pull me closer to the fireplace
Push it, push it, push it (Oh)
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna tell you the truth
(Let you go)
So pull me closer to the fire, oh, yeah
Wish I could turn my heart to stone
(Let you go fly back out the window)
(Let you go fly back out the window)

[Verse 2]
You’re always gone bettin’ on your race
While I’m makin’ love to the interspace
What’s that on your texture?
I’m seein’ red now, I’m seein’ red
Where were you, babe, when I needed love?
Thought she will stay with you when I’m gone
The higher you fly, yeah, higher your fly
The harder you fall

[Pre-Chorus]
I wish I could turn my heart to stone
I would be better off alone
I wish I could turn my, wish I could turn my
Wish I could let you go

[Chorus]
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
So pull me closer to the fireplace
Push it, push it, push it (Oh)
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna talk about it
(Let you go)
I don’t really wanna tell you the truth
(Let you go)
So pull me closer to the fire, oh, yeah
Wish I could turn my heart to stone
(Let you go fly back out the window)
(Let you go fly back out the window)

[Outro]
Wish I could turn my heart to stone

MO – Linking With You lyrics

[Verse 1]
On my own
Pretending that I’m not at home
Act like I don’t check my phone
Every time I get a minute
I’m checkin’ for it to become Friday
Don’t wanna seem overexcited
I wanna play the game as you like it
Be the one to take it easy

[Chorus]
But you don’t know that
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
Is dream about linking with you
Oh!

[Drop]
Oh!
(Oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2]
Another day
Your face is so in my way
I’m thinkin’ about what to say (yeah)
When I see you in the weekend (oh, oh)
And if the world’s interchanging
I wouldn’t know ’cause I’ve just been waiting
For you to give me some attention (hey, hey)
Man, I thought that I was special

[Chorus]
Don’t you know that
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
Is dream about linking with you
Oh!

[Drop]
Oh!
Oh, oh, oh
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
Is sit around dreamin’ ’bout you

[Bridge]
(I can’t come out to play)
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
(I can’t come out to play)
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
(Scrolling all my time away)
Thinkin’ about what to say
(I can’t come out to play)
Thinkin’ about what to say
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
Think about what to say
(I can’t come out to play)
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
(Scrolling all my time away)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Thinkin’ about what to say
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
Is sit around dreamin’ ’bout you
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
All that I do
(All that I do)
Is dream about linking with you

[Outro]
(I can’t come out to play)
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
(I can’t come out to play)
(I’ll be on my phone all day)
(Scrolling all my time away)
Thinkin’ about what to say

MO – BB lyrics

[Intro]
Riot gal!
Hey

[Verse 1]
Who’s your lover with nothing to hide?
Don’t like me, a sinner in disguise
I wrote love songs about you long before
I even met you, now here I am at your door

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all the time
I’m thinking ’bout all the things we had
Oh, but baby, I’ll be fine
Some things are better left behind

[Chorus]
Baby, I will always
I will always love you
Baby, I will always
Be your riot gal
Even though you don’t want me to

[Verse 2]
All I ever wanted was to keep you, baby
Let me stay with you one last night and I’ll promise you that I’ll
I’ll go for a swim with my sisters and sisters
And I’ll be better for a while
(Better)

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause all the time
I’m thinking ’bout all the things we had
Oh, but as time goes by
Some things are much better left behind

[Chorus]
Baby, I will always
I will always love you
Baby, I will always
Be your riot gal
Even though you don’t want me to
Baby, I will always
I will always love you
Baby, I will always
Be in love with you
Even though you don’t want me to

[Bridge]
(Riot gal!)
(Hey!)
(Riot gal!)
(Hey! Hey, hey!)
All the time
I’m thinking ’bout all the things we had
Oh, but, baby, I’ll be fine
Some things are much better left behind

[Chorus]
Baby, I will always
I will always love you
Baby, I will always
Be your riot gal
Even though you don’t want me to
Baby, I will always
I will always love you
Baby, I will always
Be in love with you
Even though you don’t want me to

[Outro]
Now your eyes look strange
And the sky looks strange
Even the streets look strange
And these times in life, oh
They never really change, no

MO – Run Away lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hold my head high
So I won’t see what is comin’ underneath
Baby pelican
I got no wings so I’m walkin’ in the sand
Thoughtful into the night
Thoughtful into the night

[Chorus]
One day I will run away, run away
Do not grieve, baby ‘cause I will not
Oh, my darlin’
Someday I will run away, run away
And realize that they were always wrong
I wander on and I will never come back

[Verse 2]
I’ve seen them shakes
Their bodies throw, it’s a rollercoaster
I don’t know better, no
But my will is on the wait for the snow to fall
Gently in the night, gently in the night

[Chorus]
One day I will run away, run away
Do not grieve, baby ‘cause I will not
Oh, my darlin’
Someday I will run away, run away
And realize that they were always wrong
I wander on and
One day I will run away, run away
Do not grieve, baby ‘cause I will not
Oh, my darlin’
Someday I will run away, run away
And realize that they were always wrong
I wander on and I will never come back

[Outro]
Trust me, baby star
These things you know in your heart
You go, you go and you will lose
You lose so much, but keep up
Trust me, baby star
These things you know
Don’t you ever go cheat on your heart
Ooh, if it leaves you
You’ll be lost in the dark

Charli XCX – Dirty Sexy Money* Lyrics

[Verse: Charli XCX]
Want you bad, want you bad, want you bad
Saw you in the [?]
You bad, you got me good, never turn back (ooh)
Make you mine, make you mine, make you mine
Colorful mistake, promise you won’t throw me in the ground
I’m number one, spin your head around
Woo, tell me what you want and we can do it, too
I’m a million dollars making wishes, stop to
Coming at you, coming at you, coming at you
Never seen a girl do this before

[Chorus: Charli XCX]
If you want to put, put, put, put it on me
You’re gonna get, get, get, get it on me
Come on put that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got that pla, pla, pla, pla
You wanna do, do, do, do it freaky
Sweat it boy [?]
Come on put that dirty sexy money on me, on me, on me
You got that pla, pla, pla, pla

Calvin Harris – Faking It (feat. Kehlani & Lil Yachty)

Pray to god, but I’m feeling like he’s going deaf
Now when I lean you and I got nothing left
Hey, I’ve been wanting to call you
Tell you that I’m sorry
Same old fucking story everybody sings
And I’m say I’m okay But I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay But I saw that you liked it
2 am and faded
I know that’s when you like it
I know that’s when you miss me
I know that’s when you’re crying
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Nowadays I’m just a bitch to everybody else (fuck you and you)
I don’t need no shoulders I’m good crying by myself (fuck you too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
Unrequited love is just a lover’s telling
And I’m say I’m okay but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay but I saw that you liked it
2 am and faded
I know that’s when you like it
I know that’s when you miss me
I know that’s when you’re crying
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better (‘lil boat) I’m thinking you need me baby (‘lil boat, ‘lil boat, ‘lil boat, ‘lil boat)
I’m not gonna act like I don’t love ya baby because deep in my mind, girl I know I do
Try to search after the water not well but I can’t find a girl that looks close like you
I had made millions of dollars, but I’m still alone ’til I come home back to you
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house and laughed out on your avenue
Oh you can’t front, you’re a stone cold diva
I had to get counselling from my mom, she’s a heartbreak teacher
Remember that time I put those pepperonis on your face made you a creature
Now I think ’bout you every single time I eat pizza
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you, why you, why you checking, if you’re over it
Why you, why you say let go, if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Just a little bit better I’m thinking you need me baby
Why you holding me?
Why you holding me?
Oh she killed that shit
She was killing it that was hard, bruh
Didn’t think she could get that high
But she killed that
Go Lani, go Lani

Bebe Rexha – Meant To Be (feat. Florida Georgia Line)

Baby, lay on back and relax, kick your pretty feet up on my dash
No need to go​ nowhere fast, let’s enjoy right here where we at
Who knows where this road is supposed to lead
We got nothing but time
As long as you’re right here next to me, everything’s gonna be alright
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
I don’t mean to be so uptight, but my heart’s been hurt a couple times
By a couple guys that didn’t treat me right
I ain’t gon’ lie, ain’t gonna lie
‘Cause I’m tired of the fake love, show me what you’re made of
Boy, make me believe
Whoa, hold up, girl, don’t you know you’re beautiful?
And it’s easy to see
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
So, c’mon ride with me, ride with me
See where this thing goes
So, c’mon ride with me, ride with me
Baby, if it’s meant to be
Maybe we do
Maybe we don’t
Maybe we will
Maybe we won’t
But if it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, just let it be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be (c’mon)
Baby, just let it be (let’s go)
So, won’t you ride with me, ride with me?
See where this thing goes
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be
If it’s meant to be, it’ll be, it’ll be
Baby, if it’s meant to be

Maroon 5 – Help Me Out (feat. Julia Michaels) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1: Adam Levine]
I’m getting kind of over this
I need a metamorphosis
Are you awake as me?
If not, do you wanna be?

[Pre-Chorus: Adam Levine]
Ooh, I need some temporary saving
Ooh, I need some, some uncomplicating

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something up to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Verse 2: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
I don’t mean to bother you
But there’s something that I want from you
Distract me from thinking too much
Loose ends all tied up with a touch

[Pre-Chorus: Julia Michaels & Adam Levine]
Ooh, I need some temporary saving
Ooh, I need some, some uncomplicating

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something up to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Bridge: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Hey, hey, I know that there will come a day
When you, you need somebody to
Yeah, hey, hey, I know that there will come a day
When, when you, you need somebody to
Help you out, help me out
Help me out, help me out, out

[Chorus: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
Help me out
‘Cause I don’t wanna do this on my own
Help me out, out
Help me out, ’cause I need something up to calm me down
Help me out, out

[Outro: Adam Levine & Julia Michaels]
And hey, hey I know that there will come a day
When you, you need somebody to
Hey, hey I know that there will come a day
When, when you, you need somebody to
Help you out, help me out
Help me out, help me out, out

Tru Life – Last Night (feat. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Yeah, yeah
Tru told me like, "Pluto, nigga, you abnormal, nigga"
I sound abnormal
They don’t have no clue what mothafuckin’ happened
Burn this bitch down
Land a jet like anywhere, know what I’m sayin’?
Streets love us (Myles William)
Yeah!

[Chorus: Future]
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (woo)
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (ah!)
Last night they caught a body (ah!)
Last night he caught a body (woo)
Last night he caught a body (ah!)
Last night he caught a body

[Verse 1: Tru Life]
I don’t need no extendo, 1 shot to the mind (blat)
I get even with odd numbers, 357’s and 9’s
Mogul Tree, Freebandz chain, I’m down to die for that shine
40 Madison, gang gang outside of Crown Fried (bang)
Tru-Tru in the blue coupe runnin’ choo choo on your new new
Dog her out like Blue’s Clues, doggystyle like woof woof
Rosé in my Fruit Loops, hard time, and I did that
Came home, niggas still pussy, came to take my shit back
Trap, trap, trap, I peel this wing off at the red light
I ain’t fuck her but I know just what her head like
Uh, I’m actin’ crazy in the club again
Blew a bag on Aces like I ran off on the plug again
Chain shoppin’ in the club, lames better tuck ’em in
100 hoes at the door, tell a homie, "buzz ’em in" (buzz ’em in!)
If you a real hustler, I recruit ya
But if Future don’t trust ya, I’ma shoot ya
Blat, blat, blat!

[Chorus: Future]
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (woo)
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (ah!)
Last night they caught a body (ah!)
Last night he caught a body (woo)
Last night he caught a body (ah!)
Last night he caught a body

[Verse 2: Future]
Boom boom to the moon moon
Got goon-goons on shrooms
In the night, nigga, in the noon
Nigga, pop pop like balloon
And I’m stuffed up, nigga, I’m drugged up
Shoot it up and then zoom
Ain’t no cuffin’ hoes, ain’t no cuffin’, ho
We so quick to let ’em loose
100 shots, let ’em loose
100 goons, let ’em loose
Get the tool, let it loose
Let it loose, let ’em loose
You know the work don’t lose
You know my niggas don’t lose
You know a nigga got juice, I already had juice
Know a nigga got proof, y’know a nigga gotta prove
I already had juice, I already had juice, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (woo)
Last week they robbed the plug (woo)
Last night he caught a body (ah!)
Last night they caught a body (ah!)
Last night he caught a body

[Outro: DJ Clue]
They said it’s gon’ be a storm
It’s that desert talk
Mogul Tree Mafiosi, Freebandz be the gang
Brrrrrrrat!

Troy Ave – CiCi

[Intro]
Shorty lethal, but I love it
When I hit her with the (deeny?) I do not glove it

[Chorus]
I’m in love with a girl named CiCi
She a pretty little thang and she freaky
She the baddest little hoe in the tepee
When she down or her knees then she please me
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Open wide bitch
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
That is my bitch

[Verse 1]
(No room?) on my bench, she a bad little mama
I’ma buy ma, wear’n Dulce & Gabbana
Forty on me too, forty worth of blue
Stones with the watch in my earrings wooo!
Cold man, my government name Roland
Met a white girl on (Ecstasy) she was roll’n
I said that to say that my mind all crazy
The simile in that? I be shine’n all crazy
Bling, bling, bling
I was locked in the bing, clink, clink
I’m buy’n CiCi a ring, ring, cha-ching
I’m married to the streets but the money ain’t a thing, mothafuck!

[Chorus]
I’m in love with a girl named Cici
She a pretty little thang and she freaky
She the baddest little hoe in the tepee
When she down or her knees then she please me
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Open wide bitch
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
That is my bitch

[Verse 2]
Trump say’n make America great again
Troy Ave (same bacon boy to whip weight again?)
My birthday passed now I’m get’n cake again
I’m count’n up say’n ‘are they hate’n, again?’
Why? It don’t affect me
A dope dark-skinned dealer like Wesley
New Jack City, but I’m on a jet ski
I’m that nigga if you try’n to assess me

[Chorus]
I’m in love with a girl named CiCi
She a pretty little thang and she freaky
She the baddest little hoe in the tepee
When she down or her knees then she please me
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Open wide bitch
She go ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
That is my bitch
(Open wide bitch)
(That is my bitch)
(Open wide bitch)
(That is my bitch)

The National – I’ll Still Destroy You

[Verse 1]
It’s so easy to set off
The molecules and the caplets
They all have something against me
Nothing I do makes me feel different

[Pre-Chorus 1]
This one’s like your sister’s best friends in a bath calling you to join them
Can’t avoid them
This one’s like your mother’s arms when she was young and sunburned in the ’80s
It lasts forever

[Verse 2]
The more level they have me
The more I cannot stand me
I have helpless friendships
And bad taste in liquids

[Pre-Chorus 2]
This one’s like the wilderness without the world
I’m gonna miss those long nights with the windows open
I keep re-reading the same lines always up at 5am every morning
Like a baby

[Chorus]
It’s just the lights coming on
It’s just the lights coming on

[Verse 3]
I have no positions
No point of view or vision
I’m just trying to stay in touch with anything I’m still in touch with

[Pre-Chorus 3]
The sky’s getting white
I can’t find a lighter anywhere I’m going crazy
But I’m not crazy
Put your heels against the wall
I swear you got a little bit taller since I saw you
I’ll still destroy you

[Chorus]
It’s just the lights coming on
It’s just the lights coming on

Tory Lanez – Shooters

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I been movin’
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh

[Verse 1]
I came in, I just pulled it off the lot
Sailing like a pirate how I came in with the yacht
I came up off of trapping off the spot
Tell me if you fuckin’ cause it’s backups if you’re not
I’m just, flexin, too hoes, wooh
Threesome, said she, two bras, ooh
Every, time I, step out, shit lit
I just, walked in, Heisman, your bitch (Straight up)
Boy don’t try to catch me with the shooters
Just know I’m down to catch one if you shoot us
And no more puttin’ shooters in the Uber
Cuz they can’t hop back in it when they

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I manoeuvre
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh

[Verse 2]
I came in, I just pulled up with the slab
She don’t know her father but lil’ mama call me dad
Go designer shopping, caught me fucking up the tab
Rich for my bitches, thick as fuck, I had to brag
All these, diamonds, on me (Woo)
Don’t it, get you, horny (Woo)
It’s late, but I, can’t leave, it’s lit
Rollin’, top down, my shit, legit (Straight up)
Police tryna catch me with the shooters
You not from the ends, you cannot fool us
I caught a felony and beat that shit the next week
I stack it tall, need some less sneakers

[Pre-Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist game froze, you should see the way we do it
Textin’ new bitches, throw her titties out the window
You from outta town but you know what we get into

[Chorus]
All I wanna do is go out trappin’ with the shooters
Wrist so froze you should see how I manoeuvre
Shawty said she down and I be flexing with all the shooters
Shawty, ah you gotta give head to all my shooters, oh

Young RJ – Motion (feat. Joyner Lucas)

[Verse 1: Young RJ]
You better take time, make up your mind
Do that now and don’t waste your time
You don’t ball you don’t cross my mind
Everything over here green baby
Don’t ever try to come cross that line
You can’t hang ’cause you don’t ever go ape
Four door Porsche, Cartier frames with the Bape
Been in the mud, but I ‘ain’t neva gon’ stank
When I was down, I said I’m never gon’ stay
When you dealin’ with time, nigga you never can wait
Dealin’ with niggas ya know they gon’ be late
No motion
Got you at the bus stop
Long sleeves in the fleet driveway lookin’ like a fuckin’ truck stop
Y’all niggas don’t know about motion

[Hook: Joyner Lucas]
Motion
Motion
A whole lotta money and a little less emotion
Motion
Motion
Slow motion better than no motion

[Bridge: Young RJ & Joyner Lucas]
Movin’ slow motion through the shit
Prayers up swear a nigga blessed
Gettin’ to the money nothin’ less
Slow motion better than no motion
All my life I had to fight
Out the dark nigga I see the light

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas]
I’m sorry Ms. Jack-Jackson
This is from your half-black son
I used to have mad, mad girls
Now I only have-have one
Your daughter is a bad bad one
And all we did was have mad fun
I did some ain’t shit-nigga shit
Now we have bad, bad blood
Hope that you can maybe understand
I done made mistakes as a man
And probably do it again
And it’s funny how money change situations
Yeah, that lead to complications
Now you frontin’ with your imitations
And you preachin’ to the church and the congregation
All you niggas do is talk but you talk the great one
Before I was that nigga I collected pay stubs
And my baby mama trippin’ back when she was 8 months
Said I’d be a bad influence to my son
She was goin’ through the motions

[Hook: Joyner Lucas]
Motion
Motion
A whole lotta money and a little less emotion
Motion
Motion
Slow motion better than no motion

[Bridge: Young RJ & Joyner Lucas]
Movin’ slow motion through the shit
Prayers up swear a nigga blessed
Gettin’ to the money nothin’ less
Slow motion better than no motion
All my life I had to fight
Out the dark nigga I see the light
Yeah that’s how I’m livin’ life

[Verse 3: Young RJ]
Thought you was my nigga then you dipped: that’s the motion
Couldn’t see the bigger picture wasn’t focused
Now you blamin’ me for the distance?
My whole plan was to get rich
Not to be waitin’
I’m not a doctor, I don’t need patience
Sold out shows ’round the world
Crazy to think it all started in the basement
Now we on top of the basement
Had to give Hip-Hop resuscitation
Day dates big faces
Couldn’t leave a trace so I cleaned up
I ‘ain’t got time to catch a case or make a motion
Niggas ‘ain’t get the notion
Do the work stop hopin’
Top spot I’m scopin’
Focused
These niggas ‘ain’t got a clue ’bout where they goin’
They ‘ain’t really ’bout the motion

Camila Cabello – Havana (At Radio 1’s Teen Awards 2017) (Live)

Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na

Camila Cabello & James Arthur – Say You Won’t Let Go (At Radio 1’s Teen Awards 2017) (Live)

I met you in the dark
You lit me up
You made me feel as though, I
I was enough
We danced the night away
We drank too much
I held your hair back when
You were throwing up

Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute, I was stone cold, sober
I pulled you closer to my chest
And you asked me to stay over
I said, I already told ya
I think that you should get some rest

I knew I loved you then
But you’d never know
‘Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I knew I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you
Until we’re grey and old
Just say you won’t let go
Just say you won’t let go, yeah

And I never thought for a minute
If you showed me a picture of my life now, that you wouldn’t be in it
Took me a couple months to say I loved you, but I meant it when I said it
Wasn’t much of a romantic, but you get it
Didn’t really smoke, but when I rolled it up, you hit it
And we lit it up, shotgunning our kisses
I used to have someone at 3 am that I could call
Now it just rings and I don’t get nothing at all
Where you at girl?

When you looked over your shoulder, yeah
For a minute, I forget that I am older, yeah
I wanna dance with you right now (right now), oh
You look as beautiful as ever, hey
And I swear that everyday you will get better (right)
You make me feel this way somehow

I’m so in love with you
I hope you know
Darling your love is more than worth its weight in gold
We’ve come so far my dear
Look how we’ve grown
And I wanna stay with you
Until we’re grey and old
Just say you won’t let go
(Say you won’t let go)
Just say you won’t let go
(Say won’t, say won’t go)

I wanna live with you
Even when we’re ghosts
‘Cause you were always there for me
When I needed you most

So I wrote this song for you
Now everybody knows
That it’s just you and me
Until we’re grey and old
Just say you won’t let go, oh
Just say you won’t let go
Just say you won’t let go
(Say won’t, say won’t go)
Say you won’t let go

Hodgy Beats – I’ll Be Good

[Intro Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 1]
I could’ve went about a lot of things in different fucking ways
I should’ve but I didn’t
It’s crippling nigga, losing weight
I’m moving at an abusive pace
I’m due to race
When you pit-stopping the ones who help you, you screwed your face
You think I’m wanting to apologize well I’m not like shoes to lace
And what I do tomorrow depends on what’s due today
I’m fueling the wrong energy
Misusing hate and love
And I’m moving out on the move in date
Bruising emotions brutally
Cruising and coasting crucially
Boojie boasting, doobie smoking
Cloud from fumes and rooms of haze
Coochie open, I’ma stroke it then I’ma dip out to LA
Sipping lean and counting green
And recording until the room is vacant
When you’re [?] are never mistaken
Give somebody what they want and it’s never mistaken
I just pray my health is well like cartons when you shake it
And once the carton to my mind opens up, you’ll have to refrigerate it

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 2]
No more bad trips, no more episodes
Drugs turn your mind into a vegetables
No more internet thuggish, bugging out in public
Man no more [?] songs
No more random pussy for me
I kicked the pedestal
And chilling with premature bitches I know that’ll never grow
X marks the spot to the treasure box in which the treasure holds
From anonymous to Allen I
From the Golf Wang store to Babylon
I got friends in comas from overdosing
I know homeless people with more hope then
Niggas that get punched in the chest
Welcoming them demons with their arms wide open, bogus
They disappear in the gallows of shadows where the ghost is
The plagues dying from AIDS
Magic Johnson hocus pocus
Bought a new wanda for my camera
Take a shot after I focus, them double exposures
I live in a house in the woods
I’m all alone, I’m an ogre
Hiking the marrow mountains, avalanche stumbling over

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

Honcho Da Savage – MISFIT (feat. Smooky Margielaa)

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

[Verse]
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Gucci tanks, uhh
Secret bank, uhh
Heard you wanna link up
Bring them things up
[Honcho Da Savage]
You niggas fugazi
I come with my 30
Yeah I woke up early
I just flipped a birdie
Niggas lame, sorry
Rock and roll, rari
Tryna rob big heat
Now you dead, deceased
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Who you robbin huh?
You ain’t robbin Smooky
I got 30 guns
Yeah its getting spooky
When I was 13
Shit I was a g
I was robbin niggas
Takin all they fees, aye
I was off the leash, uhh
Running from the D’s, uhh
Friends was askin me, uhh
Where my niggas be? Uhh
All these racks I need em
All my niggas they green, uhh
You ain’t talkin money
I swear I don’t need ya
And Im with 16, yuh
And Im with 16, yuh
If you talking wrong, yuh
16 to your bean, yuh

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh