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Skyzoo – Baker’s Dozen (feat. Raheem Devaughn)

[Pre Chorus]
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?

[Chorus]
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell

[Verse 1]
900,000 away from a first mil,
Caught 100 large overnight like I work crills,
My man identical with how his work builds,
And how the 14th can feel like the first still,
Swear to God that as long as it jumps nothing will change,
And may he look at me and my Gz one in the same,
Same money spent on the same trucks and the same chains,
And the same superheroes agree that they take blame,
Proud of it, 100 miles running, the whip moving,
The stick stuck in the side door, the grip stupid,
They had it how we wanted to have it and get into it,
Word to the glamor and word to the influence,
Influenced by whatever becomes, whatever’s done
Disappear couple days out the month, Heckler runs,
Let it run like rumors or the bags running to us,
You be looking over past but tradition run the truest, do believe it

[Pre Chorus]
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?

[Chorus]
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell

[Verse 2]
One time for the love of the lead and the way it had us,
And the irony of dotting the beam on whatever matters,
Black lives in black 5s, the frame boxing out,
I’m Luke Caging but more related to Cottonmouth,
And we related to whoever made it
And came back to park it in front of us and let us chase it,
Came back talking in numbers over better wagers,
All of my chains weigh enough for me to celebrate it,
Heard em when they was saying to never leave until the plate done,
And how it turns into better bitches with better lace fronts,
I mean you either out or you on it, got it or want it,
Same way 9 won’t cut it like "find yo’ budget”,
Regardless of who move up the block, the block’s shaking,
You moved in when they promised you that the block’s vacant,
New month coming tomorrow, you got patience?,
Call it even, we got Richie, you got Reagan, do believe it

[Pre Chorus]
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?
Right back outside, the way they want it,
On line for the pie, baby who cutting?

[Chorus]
Bake the cake, bake the cake, bake the cake, Cut a piece,
Some done lost their religion for the mark of the beast,
Bismi ‘llahi Alhamdulillah So we pray to the east,
See if there’s a heaven, there’s got be hell

[Verse 3]
Corner store still open, it ain’t too late,
Said to praise that in your arms like it’s a bouquet,
Same way as you ever thought, sweeter than Kool-Aid,
Brown paper bags for us all baby, touché,
Took it right back outside, the way they want it,
Catch us on line for the pie, baby who cutting?,
Counting up like live or die, live it and love it,
Or leave it and be all you despise until you done with, do believe it

Big K.R.I.T. – Big Bank (feat. T.I.)

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
I was one deep, creepin’
Caddy on high, my paint never dry
Forgiato, the women, and tires squeaking
Where niggas will never get by
Flipping the script on the hoes
Shine up the grill in these glows
Paper dip but never show
‘Til the fucking lot was super throwed
Players out’chea on game
Pimpin’ so cold on the hoes on the two below
That we can put out the flame
Of the blue hand of the roof of the coupe
All I got is bands man, who got the change?
Who got the number to the nearest burger diner?
The club can chirp ‘fore the clip hit the pole
And do a split, cause we bought wings
We ain’t talking about flights
Talking lemon pepper vodka with the ice
Spent more on Js than the steak and the shrimp
Than mo’ gon’ make in they in life
Ain’t tripped up, never hiccup from the drank
Pick up where I left off on the dank
Flexed out, never stressed out over chains
Stretched out, get pressed out on the grain
Woof! You hear that there
I make it where these mothafuckas feel that there
When the rims too big and the road ain’t shit
It make it hard to steer that there
But it’s big bank, big bank, big bank, big bank, one time
I wake up, cake up, cake up, then press, rewind

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Big bank

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Big bank, currency, and revenue
Getting to it, all a nigga ever do
And all I care about is how to get it, no doubt
Big numbers in front of my decimal, check it
Make sure it’s multiplying
Is all I’m ever I worried about
And slow money beat no money
What the fuck you in a hurry ’bout?
Nigga, I’m saying, mm
Stay getting to it that broke shit ain’t in my plan, yeah
Sleep when I’m dead, I’ma grind every day that I can
Got seven kids, and I gotta make sure
All of ’em them fed, by any means
Can’t be no excuses, my children can’t eat no excuses
My daughter can’t sleep in excuses
My son he see me with no paper like keep your excuses
If you ain’t producing, you’re useless
That’s why I’m out here getting to it
Fresh out the booth, I go straight to the stage
Then I go straight to get paid
Hunnid’ I earned, fifty I saved
My bitch don’t be cleaning up, I need a maid
She don’t be cooking so I need a chef
Ain’t giving me nothin’, I get it myself
I’m doing my thing and I did it to death
Stacking them chips, getting that dough
Millions, need me a couple hundo
Big mansion with a double front do’
Pretty young thang in a new condo
Pray to God I could stay rich and stay humble

[Hook: Big K.R.I.T.]
I got big bank flexing on a mothafucka
Ain’t shit changed cause I’m still getting, still mine
Ain’t no love for a hater tryna fly me, tryna play me
Mothafuckas never stop my, stop shine
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Yeah they see me but they still watching
I got shining on re-run (on re-run) I got shining on re-run
Big bank

[Outro: Mannie Fresh]
Earthlings and aliens, gather around, come close
While I tell you the story of fine ass Denise
And the 4 15s in a Caprice
Hitting hard like a disrespectful step-daddy
The thunder god coming up the block
Going subbing is a way of life
Hugged up with yo’ baby mama or your wife
Ride on, sub on

James Bay – Wild Love (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Don’t know what to say to you now
Standing right in front of you
Don’t know how to fade in and out
Don’t know how to play it cool
Losing a little guard, let it down
We don’t have to think it through
We’ve got to let go

[Chorus]
I wanna give you wild love
The kind that never slows down
I wanna take you high up
Let our hearts be the only sound
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
I wanna give you wild love

[Verse 2]
Tried to call you, to feel you close
From a runway in Tokyo
Let’s leave the atmosphere, disappear
There’s always something left to loose

[Chorus]
But I wanna give you wild love
The kind that never slows down
I wanna take you high up
Let our hearts be the only sound
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
I wanna give you wild love
I wanna give you wild love

[Bridge]
(I wanna give you wild love)
(I wanna give you wild love)
Let’s be reckless, unaffected
Running out until we’re breathless
Let’s be hopeful, don’t get broken
And stay caught up in the moment

[Chorus]
But I wanna give you wild love
The kind that never slows down
I wanna take you high up
Let our hearts be the only sound
I wanna go where the lights burn low and you’re only mine
I wanna give you wild love
I wanna give you wild love

[Outro]
Give you wild love
Wild love
Wild love
Wild love

MADEINTYO – Depends

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

[Verse 1]
Suitcase
Two face
Blue face
Hunnid
They don’t really fucking want it
She gon’ feel it in her stomach
Cornbread, skin
Go ‘head, din
Two steps then I win
Double up dividends

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I need that back end
She make her back bend
She from Australia, she got an accent
I run the fucking youth
That’s on my gold tooth
Ugh, turn around, beat her down, turn into Goku
Ugh, power nap, pop a xan, take her to sofu
Yeah, hang out with Big Sean, that nigga’s so cool
Yeah, enter the back couch, turn on the pro tools
Ooh, don’t run up on me, I’ma loose my cool
Ugh, running them bands up
Y’all niggas mad huh?
Oh, she from the southside, sippin’ that Fanta
Ugh, throw the racks on her, like she a dancer
Ugh, ass on Luda, bruh, tell her to stand up

[Hook]
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Post you on the gram, it depends
Gucci or the Louis, it depends
Came up on some top, it depends
Yeah, ooh, it depends
Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh, it depends
Can I whip the lamb, it depends
Louis or the Gucci it depends

Kap G – Marvelous Day (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)

[Intro: Gunna & Kap G]
Came a long way (oh)
Pull out that Wraith
Niggas gon’ hate
Marvelous day
Gunna with me, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)

[Verse 1: Kap G]
You say you a shooter, you ain’t
I ride around with that thing
John Wick with that aim
I’m drinkin’ drank for the pain
I’m with Gunna and he rollin’
Uzi got on Rick Owens
All this gas like I growed it
She on the poll like we voted
I just see Cannon pull up in that panamera
Got sauce like marinara
Bitch, I’m Kap G, dinero
Uh, all that Gucci apparel (Kap G)
All that Louis apparel (Kap G)
Free J, no free Gerald
Yeah, they ain’t never tell, though

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)

[Verse 2: Gunna & Lil Uzi Vert]
Let her drip in Chanel and Balmain
They keep sayin’ I’m ahead of the game
My auntie like the smell of cocaine
I’ma pray, she get better with age
Hear the gun when I walk on the stage
Had to walk out and wait for a chain
‘Bout to put some more ice on the ring
I’ma fuck her and love her with rage
I’ma love her and fuck her with rage
Hit it once and pull off in a Range
Hit it once so I don’t know your name
Put me all in my chain like a stain
Crib got unlimited space
Backyard, it look like vacay
Hundred fifty ’round me dying today
Now she gon’ do what I say
Lil Uzi gon’ make it rain
Gunna, he gon’ make it rain, yeah
Kap, he pull up in a tank, yeah
Movin’ that bitch like a Brinks
My new lil bitch, yeah, she Cuban
Give me that neck, we gon’ link
YSL, that be the team
All the way ’til I’m gray

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)

[Verse 3: Gunna & Kap G]
Gotta keep me a pint and stay sane
I’ma drip all the way to the bank
Thought I told you, that some of them lame
Yeah that, Kap G, my nigga, my mane
See done turned up a whole ‘nother lane
We gon’ count us a check, ease the pain
I said Kap we can’t play no more games
We gon’ chop down your block with the gang
I used to have to ride a train
Spent twenty on a chain
Pussy boy, why you hatin’?
I ain’t never been a lame
I used to listen to Wayne (Young Money)
You think I ain’t peepin’ your game
I know you peepin’ my flavor
They wanna be in my place

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna]
Yeah, young nigga came a long way (came a long way)
Used to be broke every day (broke every day)
Watch when I pull out that Wraith (pull out that Wraith)
A lot of these niggas gon’ hate (gon’ hate)
Best to stay out of the way (out of the way)
They’ll put you down in the grave (down in the grave)
My water ain’t come out a lake (come out a lake)
Young nigga fly as a plane (fly as a plane)
I had a marvelous day (marvelous day)
Ain’t no baby bottles today (bottles today)
Took a model out and went on a date (went on a date)
Put that dick all in her face (all in her face)
I’ma give me that piece of that cake (piece of that cake)
I’ma fly to Dubai on a plane (Dubai on a plane)
I’ma send my lil bitch out to Spain (Spain)
I’ma cover her body with sand (sand)

MercyMe – I Can Only Imagine (The Movie Session)

[Verse 1]
I can only imagine
What it will be like
When I walk
By Your side
I can only imagine
What my eyes will see
When Your face
Is before me
I can only imagine

[Chorus]
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine

[Verse 2]
I can only imagine
When that day comes
And I find myself
Standing in the Son
I can only imagine
When all I will do
Is forever
Forever worship You
I can only imagine

[Chorus]
Surrounded by Your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for You, Jesus
Or in awe of You be still?
Will I stand in Your presence
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing hallelujah
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine

MGMT – Me And Michael

[Verse 1]
Not everyone can be like me and Michael
The only problem is forgetting which side you’re on
So you think the burning light will reappear on summer nights
Like all the rest, but they can’t find out

[Verse 2]
In every scene, it’s me and Michael
Imaginary bombs raining down from the clouds
So it seems the danger signs will never let the feelings die
When all the best and brightest have gone

[Chorus]
Me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
It’s me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael

[Verse 3]
Binary star sink like the setting sun
Too happy with ourselves to notice when the change had come
So you think the losing side would never break dividing lines
When sanctity wasn’t a thing of doubt

[Chorus]
Me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
It’s me and Michael
Solid as they come
Me and Michael
It’s not a question now
Me and Michael

Hoodrich Pablo Juan – We Don’t Love ’em (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Ooh, yeah
MONY POWR RSPT, nigga
It’s a money set, you know what I’m saying?
Everybody getting money, nigga
Yeah, Pablo Juan

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Car got gadgets, my bitches got asses
Expensive glasses like I’m teaching class
Too fresh to take out the trash
Fresh to death, where is my casket?
I always stay with assassins
I’m always laced with the fashion
Teacher gave me an F, that’s fantastic
VS diamonds on me, look how they flashing
Rocking Saint Laurent, I guess I be dabbing
I got the Louis V, Supreme collabing
Bought a mansion way away like a cabin
Taking all my swag, I feel like your daddy
You a beggar, I’m a hustler
I’m the dealer, you the customer
Catch up, little nigga, I’m mustard
Smoking the Backwoods, they coming from Russia
I ain’t never really trust you
Knew I should’ve never trust you
You ain’t real, you a buster
These niggas was always sus
These niggas start snitching for nothing
These niggas wanna live by the gun
Guess what, you gon’ get what you want
El Patrón, nigga, I want a ton

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
If come ride it’s tinted
Don’t test the water chilly
My pinky a quarter ticket
Had to grind smart to get it
Limited ‘sclusive edition
They waitin’ in line to get it
Danny your time, I did it
I didn’t get a dime, a visit
I been had the sauce, I’m drippin’
‘Fore I had a pot to piss in
My car just lost the ceiling
My girl just lost her feeling
Gucci getting richer than richy
Bitches say Gucci saddity
She just did her ass and her titties
Well skeet on her face ’cause she pretty
I tell her, go’n, like the road runner
Might stash your phone number
Ho get the wrong number
I’m stacking all winter
I’m stuntin’ all summer
And I need a grown woman
‘Cause I got grown money, Wop

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
The money go where I go
Smoking on gelato
Foreign car swerving, pothole
Bad bitch, she from Chicago
She freaky, she gon’ bust it
She thick as fuck, I’m lusting
I got her from my cousin
So what? ’cause we don’t love ’em
Fuck that, I wanna hit from the back
Backwood smoking, it’s fat
Dressing like I got a sack
I pull up, jump out the back
Bad bitch and her ass fat
Four door coupe, it got a hatch
On the Xans, I might crash that

MF Doom & Czarface – Nautical Depth

Yo, yo, what’s good?

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
I’m fire in the summertime, cookin with more heat
Flow like DiCaprio, the wolf of all beat
The street’s deep like leviathan
Boss to the cross-fader, Lord Vader to a Kylo Ren
Search for the plug, I heard you was love
Man they pop holograms, call em’ virtual thugs
I’m sinister, hear the strings on the Czar guitar
Sick with it Doc’ Strange in the Arkham yard
We go dumber than Trump
More money on the mind, got numbers to crunch
Just waking up for the day, I’mall lunch
I portray my own self, perform my own stunts
Like Czar Face, bustin’ in through your window
Bones broke, no hope for your kinfolk
As long as Czar Face wins, we’ll be more to talk about
Than Beyonce’s twins (you dig it?)

[Verse 2: MF DOOM]
No friendly warfare, this ain’t wrestlin’
There’s nothing staged over here
You’re trippin’ Mescaline
Drinkin’, could’ve got smacked for what he thinkin’
Ruler said the word, *Whack*, Abe Lincoln
Vil still spend stacks off crack, stay crinklin’
This game’s built to get got while blinkin’
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
Game lieutenant hit a boy, said he wasn’t shooter
Told him "Man up, or keep the pussy like a scooter"
Than said nuttin’ and didn’t pass the Buddha
What do you know, police shows up?
Spit his shitty sixteen and get his self locked up, up
His story had a moral, he’s buried in the soil
Vil put it in her back like a epidural
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
Spit it from the heart, this game’s for keeps

Young Scooter – Trippple Cross (feat. Future & Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
Fuckin’ with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight
Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don’t check no price
My lil’ bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I’ll give you 25 racks
How many bricks in the trunk? Bitch, don’t worry ’bout that
Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that
Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
If anything missin’, just connect the dots
Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
Street Lottery, they waitin’ on my album to drop

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash
Trap money comin’ in, thousand bags of gas
Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
15 bitches just came from England, sittin’ on a Global Express
Walkin’ in Fendi, no pretendin’, gotta have a lot of baguettes
Drop top, wintertime, we can’t turn down, 25 karats on my chest
14 keys on my desk, lookin’ like an Olympic
Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs
Walk out the door with it and you’ll never get your money back
200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up
Tellin’ on niggas just to get their time cut
Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
I’m not in the industry, I’m in the streets with bricks
In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won’t make a sound
God blessed me with these millions so I’ma keep ’em around
Street!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Murder be the case they givin’ niggas like us
First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah

King Combs – Love You Better (feat. Chris Brown)

[Intro: Sample- Ultramagnetic MC’s]
I made it like that
I bought it like that
I’m living like that

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Tell me how to make things right
‘Cause I just need you in my life
Girl, I love you better than yourself
Better than you love yourself
I just need your lovin’ baby

[Verse 1: King Combs & Chris Brown]
Who gon’ love you like I do, that’s word (oh)
All the times you confused, my words you don’t listen (oh)
You could’ve had Christian and Christian Dior (yeah)
Now you just miss and I’m missin’ you more (oh)
But you knew that I’m the cool cab with the roof back (yeah)
Know I need you by my side, can’t lose that (oh)
But you still wanna test the waters
Like I never showed you jets and boarders on the coast of Florida (yeah)
So why you wanna act like that ? (woo)
Like the nigga never had your back
His or hers to match
What’s wrong, girl ? Pick up the phone
Sayin’ "you’re not home, nigga leave me alone" (woo)
But fuck it then, that’s my word I’ll never love again
Same time wanting you back, I’m a sucker then (oh baby)
Coulda gave you my last name, you want some other shit
All ’cause your thought I was laid up with some other chick

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Ooh, baby, tell me, baby, tell me
Tell me how to make things right (How to make things right)
‘Cause I just need you in my life ( I just need, I just need)
Girl, I love you better than yourself (I just need, I just need)
Better than you love yourself (oh, better)
I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Girl I know you want me
Stop playing this game with me
Girl it’s about that time
For you and I to get this right
Now lay your head, on my bed
Then pushing your face in the pillow, oh
You remind me of my Jeep
So hop on it and just ride in with me

[Verse 3: King combs & Chris Brown]
Had me thinking everything was alright
At the time, I was booking your flights
Come and chill for a night
‘Cause when we together we be wildin’
Out of star island
On a yacht, playin’ our favorite album
And I know you still think about it
When the people doubted
I was the one that you stuck around with
Getting faded, baby, come my way
Love my songs, everyone I play, it’s on my mind all day
Late nights when I pull the pain
I messed up but I feel the same
Tell me who’s to blame?
You just left like your Uber came
And you stressed, yeah my mood just changed
I’m in the coupes and things
And you the only one that catch my eye
Matched my fly, chicks wave when I pass them by
But they don’t catch my vibe like you do
My love is true fool without you girl to be crucial (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Tell me, Tell me how to make things right (tell me how)
‘Cause I just need you in my life (oh-oh)
Girl, I love you better than yourself (oh-oh)
Better than you love yourself (better than yourself)
I just need your lovin’ baby (lovin’ baby)

[Outro: Chris Brown]
You’re the only one for me
You’re the only one I need
Can nobody make me feel the way you’re makin’ me feel, no no
Better than you loved yourself
Better than you loved yourself
I just need your lovin’ baby

Rae Sremmurd – T’d Up

[Intro: Swae Lee & Future]
EarDrummers
Chopsquad
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn, ayy)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (woo, woo)

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
I’m so fresh I need a fuckin’ lint brush
I don’t want the truck if it ain’t lifted up
Drink so fast, I just done got the hiccups (hic, hic, hic)
Took her shoppin’, she think I’m the shoe plug
Come back from the dead, I feel like Frankenstein
Five chains on my neck and they got hangtime (yeah, yeah)
Niggas rap, but they don’t even stay around
Rollin’ weed and baby, yes, I hang glide
Bring in them hundreds, end of discussion (crush it)
Bad chick blushin’, turbo bustin’ (giddy up, giddy up)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no, ayy)
I T’d up (woo, woo, ayy, woo)

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Snakes on me, I’m G’d (G’d), in every way, I’m T’d
These girls comin’ in teams, we drinkin’ CÎROC, not lean (not lean)
Young niggas so hot like steam, can’t go out sad, not me (not me)
Colorblind, I’m seein’ blue-green, blue-green? Blue-green (green)
Blue flame and I tip like kings (like kings)
Car got wings, car got speed (got speed)
Roll up by the P, I’m T’d (I’m T’d)
EarDrummers, one time, what it do?
Dripset, O.D (O.D), gimme room like a nigga obese (obese)
I’m iced up, 1017 (yeah), M.O.B. need M.O.E
Big boss, Bruce Lee, aye, Jxmmi (Jxmmi)
T’d up like a nigga ten feet, T’d up, I ain’t never on E (the hits)
Young nigga out the S-S-I-P (SIP)
Yeah countin’ money, not sheep (no sleep)
Took off and the paint KD (yeah), now clap for the M.V.P
(Sremm, Sremm)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (woo, woo)

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
Overachiever, had to let my seat up
Had to tell that girl that it was a one on one
In the spot, she on the bus
At the bank, I’m in a rush
And she followin’ me, I’m like no wonder
We should hop off choppers since we got sleeved up
Both my arms, they freeze cuts (freeze cuts)
Late night and it’s gettin’ so uncut
These girls, they don’t tease us
I let the cash go
I leave a wet floor
I’m in the end zone
Still a no flex zone (flex zone)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
I’m T’d up (damn, yeah)
I didn’t see no speedbump (stop playin’, yo, ayy)
I T’d off (hit it, yeah)
Dropped the top and screeched off (skrrt, hey)
They-they ticked off (they mad, yeah, ticked off)
They ticked off (my bad, yeah, woo)
We T’d up (T’d up, no)
I T’d up (yeah, woo, woo)

[Outro: Swae Lee]
Yeah
Yeah

Elvis Presley – It Hurts Me (Lyrics On Screen)

[Verse 1]
It hurts me to see him treat you the way he does
It hurts me to see sit and cry
When I know I could be so true
If I had someone like you
It hurts me to see those tears in your eyes

[Verse 2]
The whole town is talking, they’re calling you a fool
For listening to his same old lies
And when I know I could be so true
If I had someone like you
It hurts me to see the way he makes you cry

[Verse 3]
You love him too much, you’re too blind to see
He’s only playing a game
But he’s never loved you
He never will
And darling, don’t you know he will never change

[Verse 4]
Oh, I know he never will set you free
Because he’s just that kind of guy
But if you ever tell him you’re through
I’ll be waiting for you
Waiting to hold you so tight
Waiting to kiss you goodnight
Yes, darling, if I had someone like you

Ne-Yo – Good Man Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey DJ
Oh-oh-oh-oh

[Chorus]
I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want babe, ay
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be, baby
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want babe, baby
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be, babe

[Vesre 1]
So I just wanna pick the phone up
Every single time you call
Then no matter where I’m in
I wanna be chillin with Obama talkin’ business and see you callin’ and tell him, “Hold up I gotta take this”
Let the world wait
Wanna wear it like the middle
Tell ’em I’m a spoken for a fellow
Ladies say, “Hello” like I’m who they want to be with
I do everything with my left, I know you’ll see it trifiling
And baby I ain’t nowhere perfect
But I promise to promise to make it all worth it
Giving you the things to be the man you deserved it
Make you show you’re smiling, way more than your hurting
Taking my time when you’re talkin’
Remindin’ how bad you are
Often keep ’em leg shakin’ making sure you understand
But it isn’t my plan

[Chorus]
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be
So I just wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want babe
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be, oh

[Verse 2]
Tell the truth, tell the whole damn truth
Never gonna leave the parts I’m gon’ offset true
Never doin’ things I don’t know bit it’s doin’
When you round, when you not around
I respect you and I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
No, I will never make a fool at you baby (no, no)
I’m making sure you can trust me be in the shadow of a doubt
Be in the [?] run up on you, and my name up in the mountain
Tell ’em you could be gone with all that
Cause you know what we got is beyond all that
You know we got that real thing, real thing
Don’t be mad, I’ll take out some hatin’, hatin’
But we gon’ be alright, we gon’ be alright
Making love after every fight
Girl from the day I put the ring up on your hands
And from the friends and fans

[Chorus]
I had a plan and the plan is to be a good man, good man yo you, girl
That’s all I want to be, babe
That’s all I want to be, baby
That’s all I want to be
Say that wanna be a good man, good man to you, girl
That’s all I want to be
That’s all I want to be, baby
All I want to be, oh

[Outro]
I wanna be a good man to you baby

Chelsea Cutler – You’re Not Missing Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wear my heart upon my sleeves, I understand
I’m hot and cold and then I’m loosing who I am
I ask myself along the way, I understand
If you want someone else’s sin to take [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
When I’m out and you’re sleeping
And I need you on my phone
‘Cause you know that I mean it
When I wish that I was home
To hold you
But I have to love you through a call
And I’m thinking you’re not missing me at all, no

[Chorus]
Baby, the nights that we spent just go easy
I’m sorry that I asked you to stay
Under the stars in the sand
But baby, these conversations will break me
I’m sorry I wear you like crazy
Giving you all that I am
I’m doing the best that I can
(I’m doing the best that I can)

[Verse 2]
I wear my heart upon my sleeves, I never can
Figure out what you are meant to do instead
You said you found something inside, I understand
If I’ve been moving you in ways that you won’t [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
When I’m out and you’re sleeping
And I need you on my phone
‘Cause you know that I mean it
When I wish that I was home
To hold you
But I have to love you through a call
And I’m thinking you’re not missing me at all, no

[Chorus]
Baby, the nights that we spent just go easy
I’m sorry that I asked you to stay
Under the stars in the sand
But baby, these conversations will break me
I’m sorry I wear you like crazy
Giving you all that I am
I’m doing the best that I can
(I’m doing the best that I can)

Dawn Richard – Waves lyrics

Imma have to come from off the bench
Play my fifty minute stretch baby
You been having me up on the sideline
When I’m ‘Curry’ on the press

You never saw the best in me
Cause you was looking at the rest Baby
But when you got a king like me
There is a couple things you got to stress

I make you money longer
Yeah
I’m always up in ya corner
Yeah
I’m the one make you stronger
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

Wave ya money
Wave ya money
Ladies
If you feelin stress up in yo chest
Cause they forgot that you the best
Wave ya money

Imma have to take up off my shades so you can see I ain’t playin
Sometimes they seem to forget that you the only reason that they slayin Baby
If you at you job and they promotin everybody who ain’t sh*t
Listen
It’s ok to take a second to remember you deserve this
OH

You make you money longer
Yeah
You always up in ya corner
Yeah
You the one make you stronger
Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah

If they ain’t on ya wave
(no no no)
Wave the money in they face
(wave wave)
They got to know that you a King
( you a king)
Sit on thrones at the bank
( straight at the bank)

Wave ya Money

Wiz Khalifa – Best Life (feat. Sosamann)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
I got that Hemi in my whip, so I can’t slow it down
I got McQueen in my cup, so it’s going down
I got that KK in my joint, so you know it’s going ’round
I get up on the track an show you how it’s supposed to sound
I come to your town, money get found
Them ‘lil niggas want a ounce, I’m ’bout to roll a pound
Niggas hate, where the bank? I don’t fuck with y’all
Keep it real, fuck the fake shit, sex doll

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Verse 2: Sosamann]
"Onset!"*
Hey
"How do you feel?"
My nigga, I told you, I’m great
I’m hittin’ the gas, no brake
These niggas, they sad and they hate
While I’m tryna make cash, walk out of the safe
The Ps come from out of estate
Grinded all of my life, but I do not skate
I used to play ball in the crate
Now I ball in the mall with half of my weight (hey)
I’m just out living my life (ooh)
Diamonds they bright and they bite (ayy)
Remember running from the buzz?
Now I perform in front of the lights
Look busy, I’m short, they like the knife (ayy)
Eating the steak with the rice (woah)
Water with no pipe
Yeah, that’d be a wonderful night

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Sosamann]
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
(Hey, hey, woo)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

Skott – Stay Off My Mind

[Intro]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high

[Verse 1]
You taught me to feel
Something I knew but didn’t believe
I see the universe changing when your hands are touching me
And you, you are a dream
Make me a fool ‘fore you leave
The world is not as exciting in my head, honestly

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
Just stay off my mind

[Verse 2]
You give me the feels of strawberry fields
That’s all I can see
A love like this has no ending, stuck on a loop
Consuming me
And when lights are fading, lovers playing
Boring on a Sunday
Fairy lights are hanging from the trees
There’s something about it, I’m lost in the crowd
Still, I don’t know
Boy, it’s like I’m standing here alone

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
Just stay off my mind

[Bridge]
When the ice is melting, cars are waiting
Somehow it’s Monday and everyone has somewhere else to be
Im left with the silence
There’s something about it, I don’t know
I don’t mind just sitting here alone
‘Cause you’re still on my mind

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind

[Chorus]
I’m thinking of you
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Just stay off my mind

Wu-Tang Clan – Lesson Learn’d (feat. Redman & Inspectah Deck)

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
I said one, two, three and to the fo’
I glide like there’s simply no traction on the flo’
10304, live action from the door
Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado
Savage vandal, I’m a legend of tomorrow
Painting the truth, here’s proof, ain’t it the truth
So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit
Slayin’ the booth, aim, shoot, bang! Cave in the roof
Hater, wouldn’t last a day in my shoes
You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal’
My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Fact, I black on it, black, I’m back at it
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Fact, I blacked on it, black, I’m back at it

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Verse 2: Redman]
Yo, I’m on top of the world, mama, lookey here
I’m a boy beastin’ in my car, Paul Revere
Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror
When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears
Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison
Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland
Arrogant? Yes. Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex
Cut the check and your boy digress
At my age it’s all about bread
Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty
I’m tryna make history, and history say
Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me
Throw your hands up, let’s tear the bar up
So much bud I started sweating cigar guts
And these white folks love me like a Starbucks
Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us

[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play

[Outro: Redman]
Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga. yo, fuck that
Ladies and gentlemen
I need you to put your hands together
For worldwide international producer
Worldwide international DJ
And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol
Ladies and gentlemen
Please put your hands together and show your love
For our brother and yours – Mathematics

Stalley – Turtle Van

[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)

[Verse 1]
You ain’t ever seen a nigga as fly as me (Fly as me)
A 100k in jewelry all eyes on me (All eyes on me)
Two seater 2Pac edition come and ride with me (Come and ride with me)
No sugar inside of me
Think before trying me (Tryin’ me)
You’ll never catch me slippin’ boy (Never catch me slippin’)
Dippin’ in that brand new toy (Dippin’ in that brand new toy)
All white seven Brandon Roy (Brandon Roy)
BCG yeah its branded boy (BCG)
Bunch of self made guap getters (Self made guap)
Straight up out the swamp nigga (Swamp nigga)
They lifestyles they wanna swap with us (Swap)
You’d think I had a third hand how I clock figures (How I clock figures)

[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)

[Verse 2]
They call me Stalley Ichiban come from whippin’ 10 (Oh)
100 grand every instagram post
Used to post with the poles under lamp post
Forgiato.s on my Ghost [24 soak]
Paint wet weed got me coughin’ like a cold
100 notes in the envelope, I’m far from broke (I’m far from broke)
No joke, no laughin’, you can kill the chatter (No laughin’)
They say niggas still hatin’, but it don’t really matter (It don’t really matter)
If your girl got her eye on me, I’m going after her (I’m going after her)
Closed chapter, that’s a good book (A good book)
And if a girl leave with me, that’s a good look (A good look)
All my niggas came from whippin’, they some good cooks

[Hook]
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
40 cal on me that I’m punc a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)

Lil Boosie – Liar

[Hook]
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass

Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

You gave me your word
You said you wouldn’t change
Now we facing murder
Now you tellin’ my name
I’m in so much pain
You stay by my Mama
I ate at yo house
We shared our lil ratchets
I slept on yo couch
Now you sellin’ out
I’m hurt up inside
I’m hurt cuz you lied
I’m so hurt
I’m tired
You jive
Can’t even look up in my eyes
Girl
I thought it was love
You told me you loved me
It must’ve been drugs
Cuz you did me so ugly
You treat me like nuthin
Pokey on tha stand like a bitch now
Pointin’ out tha whole fuckin’ click huh
Told Trudy White bout tha click huh
Even Lo turned sour
He done switched now
Some niggas ain’t sendin’ niggas shit huh
All tha girls left when I went down
Scared my first love
She done flipped now
I called on tha phone like

[HOOK]
Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass

[VERSE 2]
I got on my knees
I went, talked to GOD
I asked for forgiveness
For all of my boys
And all of these broads
Who went wit’ they move
Who said they was goons
First 48
When they up in tha room
They crack in the room
We used to be homies
I’m talkin bout ?
Got his hands in my Fun Yuns
We used to be cousins
Now we are nothing
Tell me what’s wrong
I feel like I’m preaching
Question
Why do they bite tha hand that feed em
How good you treat em
He said, she said
It was all lies
My heart got hurt to a loud cry
You a lie if you say I ain’t bout mine
I’m tha only one rolled when my dawg died
She said she was gon’ wait for a long time
She said she was gon’ keep tha pussy all mine
Lil’ freaky muthafucka
When I see you muthafucka
Ima tell ya
Girl!

[HOOK]
Why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Thought you were my boy
Girl, why did you lie?
This is my heart
It don’t supposed to cry
Girl, why did you lie?

Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Hope the devil burn your ass

Diplo – Get It Right (feat. Mø & GoldLink) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Verse 1: MØ]
I am walking down that road
Where did all the flowers go?
They say we’re supposed to grow
Learning from the highs and low
All eyes lying on me, oh
Begging me to play the role
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right

[Chorus: MØ]
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

[Verse 2: MØ]
All my dreams are running wild
I’m gonna chase them down
They said, "You can’t lose your mind, hurry up, you’re out of time"
I said, "I will rise and shine, even in the coldest night"
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

[Chorus: MØ]
You can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna get it right
All I want is something better in the purple light
They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right

[Outro: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

DJ Mustard & Rjmrla – Is It Mine (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Games
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
You know that I want it
Tell me how you want it
Gotta let me know sometime
Let me know what’s on your mind
You know that I want it
Tell me how you want it
Gotta let me know sometime
Baby, don’t waste my time
Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it?

[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Hit me when you choose up
Hit when you high or when you sober
Maybe we can both nut
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
Baby, do you hear? Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Baby, don’t waste my time

[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
You say this pussy for me
I gotta see if it’s true
Oh, dive in it
See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
Ooh, leave this position to me
We switch positions for you
Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
Beat it up until you get the message
Cleanin’ up the messes
I like when you scream out who the bestest
I ain’t tryna press it
I just make investments
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
Waste no time when I bang your line
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
Safe sex, latex, ayy

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Baby, don’t waste my time
Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Oh, whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
Is it mine? Huh, whose is it? Whose is it? (Whose is it? Whose is it?)

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
Is it mine in the morning?
Is it mine when I want it?
Is it mine when you need me?
Is it mine when you greedy?
Look, is it mine in the morning?
Is it mine when I want it?
Is it mine when you need me?
Is it mine when you greedy? (Is it mine ’cause I need it)

Fat Trel – No Warning Shots (feat. Yowda)

[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
I’m rappin’ work just to keep the [?] away
After proper preparation then get sent away
In and out the game I made a smooth getaway
Who’d ever knew that I’d be rappin’ work a different way
You niggas can’t fit my pants, socks, or my shoes
Barely payin’ rent, how the fuck you pay some dudes
I got my cars and my jewelry, oh I love my grind
You niggas ain’t sold a brick until you wrote a rhyme
I see you rap niggas like hangin’ out with ratchets
What makes it worse you suckers like to run in packs
My lil’ nigga ridin’ round with 30 in his Glock
He only shoot to kill he don’t give no warnin’ shots
Every city, every hood its the same story
Niggas [?] for a moment of glory
Gettin’ money is my job and my past time
You suckas only rappin’
Boy I live this life of crime

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Boy respecting where I’m at
[?] but I don’t need a pass
Loyalty over the cash
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
For a whip movin’ fast
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask

[Verse 2: Yowda]
Feelin’ like the realest which is fat nigga
Ask around how I’m 50 round at nigga
Poppin’ up a flat throw it back quicka’
Catch a op, I’ma put him on his back nigga
Stop, I [?] rap niggas
Should’a ran how I motherfuckin’ clock niggas
Anywhere I go, I got nigga
Couple racks, then we fuckin’ up the sacks nigga
I just got a nigga
It wasn’t robbery until I shot a nigga
Hunnid xans in the locker nigga
For a dolla’ I’ll break em’ up proper nigga
And my nigga Yowda got a lot of niggas
Maserati drop head, whole lot nigga
Nigga gettin’ big guap nigga
In the kitchen fuckin’ up the hole pot nigga

[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Boy respecting where I’m at
[?] but I don’t need a pass
Loyalty over the cash
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
For a whip movin’ fast
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask

J.I.D – EdEddnEddy

[Skit]
Nah bruh (huh?)
What you talking bout, homes?
Aye, aye, nigga, Snapchat niggas twisted up real tight
I’m with my motherfucking brothers, nigga (hahahahah)
They was representing for Trump real tight
But we in this motherfucker real tight
Nigga, ain’t left, everything right
Nigga, I’m tight!
Nigga, fuck you talking about?
Ball forever, nigga!

[Intro]
Bounce, bounce
Me and my two, okay
Me and my two, alright, me and my two, okay

[Verse]
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
I’m Zack, you AC, that Jessie and Kelly
I pull up to your hood, just let me know when you ready
I’m rolling up this dub, finna face it, beheaded, mm-mm
Hold on, chill out, please give me a second
I’m drowsy off a Xan, nigga legs is spaghetti
Cut all of the bullshit, nigga chop the confetti
You ready? I’m ready, you ready? I’m ready, uh, alright
Never sell weed cause I’m smoke it too much
I fuck up the pack, I don’t fuck with the sack
And I mean the bread come quick, he told me bring him 300
I brought him excuses and like 200 or something
I mean most of y’all niggas love drugs like me
Love me like drugs, bitch I might be
Yo’ love light bulb, turn on lights please
Turn off your cool, I mean, I might freeze
I mean hold on, relax, please give me a chance
I was moving too fast, I ain’t hear what you said
We was celebrating life, tryna get to the fetty
But me and my two niggas, we like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn

[Outro]
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn

Kari Jobe – Lover Of My Soul (Lyrics On Screen)

[Verse 1]
King of glory come
I surrender all
Hear my sinful soul
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
King of heaven come
Let Your presence fall
You’re saving, You’re strong
I love You Lord, I love You Lord

[Pre-Chorus]
Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You

[Chorus 1]
Oh lover of my soul
Pull me in Your arms forever!
It’s You and You alone
Burning in my heart
Oh lover of my soul

[Verse 2]
You’re my one true love
Every breathe is Yours
Hear my greatest song
I love You Lord, I love You Lord

[Pre-Chorus]
Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You

[Chorus 2]
Oh lover of my soul
Pull me in Your arms forever!
It’s You and You alone
Burning in my heart
Oh lover of my soul
Keep me in Your arms forever
Oh lover of my soul
I am forever Yours

[Bridge]
Fall in this place
Fall in this place
Fall in this place
Fall in this place
Fall in this place (King of glory come)
Fall in this place (King of glory come)
Fall in this place (King of glory come!)
Fall in this place

[Chorus 2]
Oh lover of my soul
Pull me in Your arms forever!
It’s You and You alone
Burning in my heart (my heart, my heart, my heart)
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)
Keep me in Your arms forever
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)
I am forever Yours (I am forever Yours, forever Yours)
Oh lover of my soul

Parson James – Only You

[Verse 1]
And I need your love, I need you here with me
And I don’t care ’bout much else
And I know it’s hard for five million reasons
But I don’t think I could wait

[Pre-Chorus]
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh

[Chorus]
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you

[Verse 2]
And I need someone to lay down beside me
‘Cause I can’t sleep by myself
And my poor old heart’s in five million pieces
Now I’m asking for your help

[Pre-Chorus]
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh

[Chorus]
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you

[Bridge]
You-ah
You-ah

[Pre-Chorus]
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh

[Chorus]
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you

smokepurpp – Fingers Blue (feat. Travis Scott) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Smokepurpp]
Till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Lil purpp

[Hook: Smokepurpp]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I be countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Hop out the whip, i’m in the kitchen i whip
Chopper on me, shots to the head make him sit
Yeah I’m the shit, all of my songs is a hit I don’t miss
Smokin’ on gas in the VIP, poppin’ champagne on a bitch
Heard you a snitch, nigga be quiet cuz you can get bitched
I keep a chopper it’s loaded, hop out the rolls got my name on the curtain
Fuckin’ yo thot yeah I do that for certain
And I stay clean like detergent
Poppin’ on xannies and poppin’ on perkies
Run up on me you get cut like a turkey

[Hook: Smokepurpp]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe (Skrr skrr)
If I slide the top off then you better shoot (yeah!)
Diamond teeth (shine), diamonds white and pink (it’s lit)
Yeah, back in sync, just in time to drink
Still strawberry smooth, still roll off the goop
Hit her off the view, top floor aerial
Yeah, all she do is dance and take xans, she too basic
If she ever plan on fall asleep my hands replace them
Whole damn crew, off the zoot
Pour the juice, hit the jack and count the deads

[Hook: Smokepurpp & Travis Scott]
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

Dipset – More Than Music (feat. Jr Writer & Hell Rell)

[Intro: Duke Da God]
In the beginnin’ of this movement it was all a dream
The passion, the dedication, the persistence
To achieve greatness, to reach each and every speaker from here on out
We didn’t land on the rock, we moved the rock
All my niggas from state to state. All my niggas from town to town
All my people from nation to nation, yes I brought somethin’ powerful with me!
And yes I brought some powerful people with me!
And we’d like to present somethin’ we call More Than Music

[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
Niggas clap to the flow they applaud my music
We do this for the love Duke this is More Than Music
1’s for the money and 2’s for the show and
3’s for the Cadillac ridin’ on vogues, man
Can you imagine how we smashin’
This motherfuckin’ game we got a right to braggin’
I ain’t with the talkin’ fam I see you and attack
And we the Byrdgang I threw this eagle on my back
The Bronx is where I reside haze got me hizzigh
I hustle to get rich; you hustle just to get by
How you cook your coke I ice water with mine
I’ll burn all my money before I give a bitch mine
Picture Rell trickin’ on ’em
They not envelopes picture Rell lickin’ on ’em
The game switchin’ on ’em
Still over the stove cookin’ that raw
And I analyzed the game when Killa took me on tour
All the G’s salutin’ me bitches screamin’ my name
Felt good to be on stage rocks gleam from the chain
I put my life on paper when I record my music
You can look me in my eyes and see it’s More Than Music

[Verse 2: J.R. Writer]
Me I still tag play the groupies
At the Waldorf tryin to valet the hooptie
Sazzae a hoochie with bags made of Gucci
And truly take her to a ballet and movie
What you ain’t understadin’ shorty
Picture me blam the 40
I got a line up of killas tha’tll just blam you for me
Cause when I’m out its like Girls Gone Wild
Soon as I lift up my shirt the cameras on me
I freak a land of hoes sittin’ on that Phantom Rolls
Pound down an O roll it in Habana golds
Sinatra dutches you gots to love it
Addressin’ like dressin’ catch up/ketchup the drop is mustard
See how I switch fag Jag with the rip rag
How many rides I own never been to Six Flags
If the bitch ask for me to really trick bags
I tell her kiss ass hit her with a Kiss laugh
Snitch you should go gossip with the chicks
I’m logically the shit a bottle full of Cris
That’s Prada on my kicks your wife all on my dick
A pimp check the blue mink pocket full of chips
A lot of y’all sick corner based snort this tape
And when I rap scrap they say Lord have sake
The six-minute prince every rapper sorta hate
Cause I do it no pause breathers nor water breaks
They boy get stupid ain’t no more to me
Ain’t no more to see, I’m More Than Music
So the dudes lust ’em it’s a movement fuck ’em
Writers Block for the hell of it and Duke Production

Julia Michaels – Do It For Me Lyrics

Hook up the fire
Unhands your dial would you let me in?
Darling I’m tired
Can we put down the words where I ain’t meant with
Just for the night we forget about this mess
And invade each other’s space here on the mattress
Turn [?] up make that we have into the best guest
Like this
Do it for me, please
Do it for me, please
We wasted all this energy
When we could use it on other things
Do it for me, please
Let’s make each other weak
And the best way possible
Is something crazy what I’m asking for
Do it for me, please

And our darkest hour
You got the power to get to me
Let’s take a shower
While showing the anger to our clean

Just for the night we forget about this mess
And invade each other’s space here on the mattress
Turn [?] up make that we have into the best guest
Like this
Do it for me, please
Do it for me, please
We wasted all this energy
When we could use it on other things
Do it for me, please
Let’s make each other weak
And the best way possible
Is something crazy what I’m asking for
Please, for me, do it
Please, for you for me, do it

Turn [?] up make that we have into the best guest
Like this
Do it for me, please
Do it for me, please
We wasted all this energy
When we could use it on other things
Do it for me, please
Let’s make each other weak
And the best way possible
Is something crazy what I’m asking for
Baby when I’m we’re [?] in the moment wanna do it for me, please
And hang up to the feelings so untied that you can breath do it for me, please