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Future – Three lyrics

DY crazy

[Intro: Young Thug]
Peter Piper picker, I never kept her
Peter Piper pepper, we never kept ’em
Yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
I got more bracelets on than you got chains, bro
Me and my dawg’s dope came in on the same boat
Whippin’ the same dope, I put the bitch in the eighth stroke
Right out the ghetto, too rap for the letto, yeah
Caught my first body out in Bentley Coupe, yeah
Ten real murders from my Migos, yeah
Rock the Cuban link, top of my knees (yeah, yeah)
Ostrich seats, bite your sleeves (yeah, yeah)
Trippin’, I’m like a referee up with these gators (yeah)
Trip on my spot, it was no more basic cable (yeah)
I mixed some Act with some yellow Tuss like a Laker (yeah)
Three shot ’em like a mothaf*ckin’ Pacer (Southside, yeah, yeah)
Never lose like my mothaf*ckin’ McGregor, ya heard? (Yeah)
Inside the whips come red like ketchurp (Yeah)
Count this money up with glasses like a mixer (Yeah)
Codeine laboratory like on Dexter (Yeah)
Bad yellow skin, Philippine
Envious and gin never win
Chrome, hard lens, help me sin
Hit him in his back, South Central
Made a lot of M’s right from sinnin’
Ready to smoke the pen by my women
I prefer the shrimp, tired of chicken
Ever saw me limp? That’s-

[Verse 2: Future]
I got more rings than you got hoes, bro
I bought my BM a Bentley with the wings, yeah
I let my kids fly private I’m Supreme, yeah
Real killers move in silent, take that clean batch, yeah
I want the one with the real hair
I’m out the jungle, a real bear
Put a chinchilla on anywhere
I’m out that zoo, zoo, zoo
I’m a gorilla, ape, nigga, ain’t ate
Ain’t fantasize for all you niggas in yellow tape, yeah
‘Cause these niggas, they ain’t loyal, they been chillin’ with the ops
Doe Boy came in that 450 Spyder straight from off the block
Had to throw my crack a few times, don’t f*ck with or with no cop
Check on Google, I’m out my noodle
I feed shrimps to all my shooters
Ayy my bitch a bad bitch, so I turned her to a recruiter
I’m a real assassin, quarter M for a back end
Shawty got real sassy when I gave her that Patek
If I bust it down today she’ll never go back average
So much Chanel I might as well open up my own store
Used to use these belts as pillows, sleepin’ on floors
Original BMG nigga, yeah the Feds know
I’m the richest nigga came from Lil’ Mexico

[Chorus: Future]
If you ever catch me limpin’, ’cause I’m a pimp
Chrome helps me see the haters, I can’t see ’em
Gotta keep 10 mil’ stashed under my hoe’s bed
And I gotta keep some ice like a meth head

Future – All Da Smoke lyrics

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
You it, I’m it, everybody it
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want, I want smoke
We want all the smoke
Yeah he just-he just breaking up the ice
We leaning, facts
Yeah
Slatt

[Verse 1: Future & Young Thug]
Stackin’ it tall (Thugger)
Every nigga out my city became a boss (became)
Know she rollin’, holy moly, no days off (woo, woo)
Pyrex, cook it up like Kyrie, trade you off (let’s go)
Green and white like Celtics, don’t play with me, play with a fork (play with a woo)
I’m superior, I’m imperial, I ain’t feelin’ ya (ooh)
I been eatin’ me some heroin, oh about a brick (yeah yeah)
I got Barry Bonds on my wrist (yeah)
Blowed your college fund on my bitch (where, woo)
Out the slums, taking a chance, toting tommy guns (brrt)
Left out of school, start selling rocks, bought me a drop (skrt)
Cartier frames, Cartier rings, Cartier socks (on god)
Homicide gang, they gon’ put you on Fox (homicide, homicide)
Putang ran up a whole M sittin’ in the box (facts)
My dog rock a Rollie in the feds nigga, and still move blocks (racks)
We had the bando goin’ crazy in the SWATs (in the what?)
Ten-four, they runnin’ up on all the opps

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (aw yeah)
We want all the smoke (yeah), we want all the smoke (yeah)
We want all the smoke (huh)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
This money turning me on, ayy
This money turning me on (on, turn me on)
I’m thinkin’ out loud, but these hundreds got a nigga gone
Woo, far gone, I’m so gone on it
Three hundred racks on a Bentley truck, yeah yeah
Take the factories off and go and lift it up, yeah yeah
Lift it up, cash all on your bitch, she on the living room floor, yeah
Having a private party, you know how that go
Music all in my ears (yeah), instruments in my ears
I’m in the backyard feeding deers, I’m in a penthouse poppin’ seals
I got pom-poms in my rear, Chanel CoCo in my kill
I missed a couple shows for my deal
If I could take it back I will
And don’t you take that to the hat
You know I got you in my will
Told big dog bring them bricks in, got a hundred more in the crib
Make the dope do the windmill
Nigga swing through Actavis
In a corner too, I’m killed
And I was in Miami countin’ a mil, ayy
I told my bitch, no more ass shots
She stopped all the way like a stop sign when it’s traffic time
My diamonds go around like Budweiser
Count a half a mil with my bitch, now her feelings sloppy
Came up out the projects, ain’t have sh*t (on god)
I wiped a nigga’s nose for a ticket (slime)
Hit it from the back (kill it)
Make her say slime, say Slatt (get it, get it)
How you dig that?
Whip up the fishscale, K and got racks, ayy

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke

[Outro: Young Thug]
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke, we want all the smoke
We want all the smoke

Future – 200 lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Everything right
Everything right
Everything right
Everything right
All these niggas
Everything right, you back in Givenchy
I only drink Actavis, I’m on a diet
I’ma chase it like Hussain
All this money bring a nigga new pain (woah, woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got at least 200 hoes
Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a doze
Up and down you ain’t receive nothin’ ’bout this dough
And these hundreds ain’t goin’ nowhere like a moat

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I bought my moms a car, it felt amazin’
My niggas bangin’ burgundy like the Redskins
I got all type of tattoos on my f*ckin’ shin
I was in a white and red Maybach like peppermints
I’ve been blown a mil’ on jewelry, but it’s past tense
Super charge it, make it sound like it’s raggly
I’m ridin’ with the cutter, I’m Blood like my brothers, a MAC 10
Diamonds on me talkin’, they harassin’
No shoulda, coulda, woulda, I got these racks in
Came a long way from a Chevy
Now we spend millions on cribs
You get somethin’ too, don’t trip
My eyes ’bout low as a brim
I smoke the tree limb, tree limb
No gang, big deal

[Verse 2: Future]
I’m tryna pop a wheelie in a Lamborghini standin’ on two wheels
I got the racks on me, now I can buy me a cruise ship
I just got an iPhone 8 and already stored it with 200 hoes
You can smell the money on me, it comes from off my clothes
My Jordan fits, yeah, are never found in stores
You might as well gon’, gon’, gon’ home
Money long, long, long, long
All way up to Mercury
Any time I come out, gotta step out with a three piece
I’ve been in my bag lately, take three drugs at once lately
Got every shade of Tom Ford, I can spot fugazi
I came out the slums, I got Hermes in a headlock
If she ain’t up to par, she ’bout to get dead docked
Between my diamonds and my fame, became so anxious
I sit at the top of the throne, yeah, ’cause I’m righteous
Got a few vice lords for some friends, some of ’em disciples
And can’t nothin’ come between niggas like us

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I got at least 200 hoes
Fresh to death, and I leave my current in a doze
Up and down you ain’t receive nothin’ ’bout this dough
And these hundreds ain’t goin’ nowhere like a moat

MAGIC – Darts In The Dark lyrics

DARTS IN THE DARK LYRICS
[Verse 1]
I don’t know the way back to the place where our love lies
Blindfolded, it feels, and we’re trying to see out to the sunlight

[Pre-Chorus]
I used to love with my eyes close
But now it seems that we just keep

[Chorus]
So we just keep dancing around every day
And we just keep playing the same guessing games
And we both we’ll never go back to the start
If we just keep throwing darts in the dark

[Post-Chorus]
Darts in the dark
I don’t know the way back to your heart
I don’t know the way back to the dark

[Verse 2]
I remember you would just keep dancing, too
Find your love
‘Cause lately, darling, darkness is the moon between us

[Pre-Chorus]
I used to love with my eyes close
But now it seems that we just keep

[Chorus]
So we just keep dancing around every day
And we just keep playing the same guessing games
And we both we’ll never go back to the start
If we just keep throwing darts in the dark

[Post-Chorus]
Darts in the dark
I don’t know the way back to your heart
I don’t know the way back to the dark

[Bridge]
Throwing darts in the dark, somebody’s gonna get hurt
Throwing darts in the dark, only gonna make things worse
I might never fight the center of your heart
If I keep throwing darts in the dark, throwing darts in the dark

[Outro]
[?]
Darts in the dark
I might never fight the center of your heart
If we don’t stop, if we don’t stop shooting darts in the dark
I will never fight the center of your heart
I will never fight the center of your heart

Young Thug – Cruise Ship lyrics

[Intro]
BL$$D
Yeah, yeah
Future, baby, Thugger Thugger
Ayo Chef
Pockets
Everything I got came from a lick
Ice on all my watches, on a ship
Underneath the turf’s the worst it’s gon’ get (it’s gon’ get)
Whipped up water on my wrist, think I’m a fish

[Chorus]
Play dip and dab out the bag (dab out the bag)
I got cribs, all know that (I got cribs, all know that)
You want problems for somethin’ (you want problems for somethin’)
Need to get you some racks (need to get you some racks)
She gon’ bring it to daddy (she gon’ bring it to daddy)
Eat the cake out her panties (eat the cake out her panties)
I was cool as a cat (I was cool as a cat)
Stay all facts
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (still rich)
Three million dollar house, came from evictions (hood rich)
Out here on a jet and a cruise ship (cruise ship)
Last night I stole a yacht to cruise in it (cruise in it)
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (hood rich)
If I ain’t have this sh*t, I’d still be lit (hood rich)
If I f*ck these hoes, then I’m trippin’ (I’m trippin’)
I can’t f*ck these hoes, they might try to pull the trigger
Ain’t no slippin’ (let’s go)

[Verse]
The coupe is outside and I’m styled in the best
I see you killin’ these niggas ’cause you’re doin’ it the best
Solitaries ain’t nothing to me
Coughin’ these like I got lukemi’
Forreal, la familia, I go gorilla, I’m part of the Bape team
Fuck you thought? Supreme on the quilt, hang low, it’s a drag queen
I’m in a bronze Benz, I think it’s the wagon
Ever since mom’s titty, bitch I was flaggin’
She got some water on, she my Cancun ting (she my Cancun ting)
I got some black diamonds, my wrist is on Beijing (my wrist is on Beijing)
I’m tellin’ all of my hoes give their orders to the maid (hold on, turn up)
I got 20 bitches with me and they ain’t showin’ shade
I got 20 closets, I could dress accordin’ to the wave
I’m with 20 models but I dress accordin’ to the babe
I’m goin’ all in by my bro and my paper
Ain’t got no f*ckin’ neighbors, ain’t got no neighbors
Yeah
No neighbors, oh

[Chorus]
Play dip and dab out the bag (dab out the bag)
I got cribs, all know that (I got cribs, all know that)
You want problems for somethin’ (you want problems for somethin’)
Need to get you some racks (need to get you some racks)
She gon’ bring it to daddy (she gon’ bring it to daddy)
Eat the cake out her panties (eat the cake out her panties)
I was cool as a cat (I was cool as a cat)
Stay all facts
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (still rich)
Three million dollar house, came from evictions (hood rich)
Out here on a jet and a cruise ship (cruise ship)
Last night I stole a yacht to cruise in it (cruise in it)
If I wouldn’t have rapped, I’d still be rich (hood rich)
If I ain’t have this sh*t, I’d still be lit (hood rich)
If I f*ck these hoes, then I’m trippin’ (I’m trippin’)
I can’t f*ck these hoes, they might try to pull the trigger
Ain’t no slippin’ (let’s go)

Future – Patek Water lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Go back to what we been through
We don’t wanna go back to what we been through
Southside
We don’t wanna go back to what we been through
We don’t wanna go back, don’t go back

[Hook: Future & Young Thug]
Ayy, what kinda water is that? It’s Patek water (It’s Link water)
Ayy, what kinda shooter is jumpin’, splash the water (Thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu)
Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported
Boy, you rocking a prime set, 40 partners
Nigga, we changing whips out like new Jordans (Oh Yeah)
Way ahead of yourself, you done outdid yourself (Oh Yeah)
Tryna get me head, ayy, pull up in a red Wraith (Oh Yeah)
Feed a bitch addys, wrist so lavish (Let’s go)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I’m a young gunner, young gunner, young gunner, a nigga just wet up
We don’t got no time for these boys, just shut up and bet up
The Rollie on Ric Flair, my wrist is just wet up (Whoo)
The plug just called like “What up?”, nigga don’t let up (Let’s go)
The diamonds are yellow the day, you gotta catch up, yeah
Money on the floor with these hoes, these niggas can’t pose with us (Can’t pose, no)
How the f*ck you sound old, you never grown with us
Diamonds in the ear got big, look nigga, I told you (They dripping wet)
Flood that Patek [??] and throw her that straw (Throw her that straw)
All these bitches digging with a golden shovel
Secret service, they taking me through the side door (Side, let’s go)
And I promise I can fold with a blindfold

[Hook: Future & Young Thug]
Ayy, what kinda water is that? It’s Patek water (It’s Link water)
Ayy, what kinda shooter is jumpin’, splash the water (Thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu)
Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported
Boy, you rocking a prime set, 40 partners
Nigga, we changing whips out like new Jordans (Oh Yeah)
Way ahead of yourself, you done outdid yourself (Oh Yeah)
Tryna get me head, ayy, pull up in a red Wraith (Oh Yeah)
Feed a bitch addys, wrist so lavish (Let’s go)

[Verse 2: Offset]
[??] on the edge of my neck, I never settle for less (Nah)
Put her on perky and act, I’ma just f*ck and forget (Smash)
Mansion that sit on the hill, after my last arrest
Niggas out here in the field, don’t need a mask or vest (Brr)
Ah, back to back Lambos, repeat it, you like to run when it’s heated (Run)
Back to back AR-15 with the cooler, just in case it get heated
Hop on the wave and drown, my momma [??] cartier bracelet (Momma)
Ah, face it down, dirty in my soda, I hate the brown (Uh)
Hold it down ’cause the plug is illegal
Ridin’ ’round with a dub and a eagle (Brr)
I heard that money get evil, prayin’ to god to keep me from demons (God)
She lost in the vibe surrounded by stars, we got her sucking on semen (Ugh)
You gotta survive and sparing no lives
F&N pop at your beanie (Ayy)

[Hook: Future & Young Thug]
Ayy, what kinda water is that? It’s Patek water (It’s Link water)
Ayy, what kinda shooter is jumpin’, splash the water (Thu thu thu thu thu thu thu thu)
Ayy, what kinda whip is that? It came imported
Boy, you rocking a prime set, 40 partners
Nigga, we changing whips out like new Jordans (Oh Yeah)
Way ahead of yourself, you done outdid yourself (Oh Yeah)
Tryna get me head, ayy, pull up in a red Wraith (Oh Yeah)
Feed a bitch addys, wrist so lavish (Let’s go)

[Outro: Future]
We don’t wanna go back to what we been through
We just wanna go snatch a nigga’s sunroof
We don’t wanna go back to what we been through
We don’t wanna go back, don’t go back

Future – Feed Me Dope lyrics

[Intro]
Ready for whatever
Clever as it get
Do I really gotta explain myself

[Chorus]
Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
Ain’t no giving up, you already know how I give it up
Sippin’ out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
Feed me dope, I get wavy like a boat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I’m off the porch, I’m skippin’ court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport
Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go’n, you doin’ that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don’t talk on phones but we get dope money all night long

[Verse 1]
I need, Chinese molly, Hong Kong
I need, good drank, big strong
Durk ‘dem call me big papi, I get big cocky
Uh-oh, big molly, got my wrist rocky (uh-oh)
Uh-oh, bring the money on a big dolly (uh-oh)
They know, I’m a millionaire from freestyling
Uh-oh, good dope make my wrist talk (uh-oh)
Coco, watch me hit her with a big stop
Toto, keep the receipt, I’m a bad boy
Thirty round drip, ooh, he a mad boy
All of my diamonds clear, ooh, that’s a jag boy
I see Hermes belt, thousand on my tag boy
I was hustlin’ in the field with all I had boy (whoa whoa)
My mama shed a few tears but I wasn’t sad boy (whoa whoa)
Tryna explain to her for years she had a cash boy (whoa whoa)
I took a pill and a half today, that ain’t my last boy (whoa)
The one with the beans on it, I’m taking off like Elroy
I took a few on my head, I got to be on my head
I’m living close to the edge, I gotta stay with some lead
I wanna hit me a lick, just like a sheep on the bed

[Chorus]
Weigh the dope up, cook the coke up
Might as well just give your ho up
I got loco ho, but I shipped her out the country though
Ain’t no giving up, you already know how I give it up
Sippin’ out the coffee cup, my presidential face a hockey puck
I get wavy like a goat
Feed me dope, and I start seeing ghosts
I’m off the porch, I’m skippin’ court
Skip to my lou, trapping a sport (skip to my lou)
Ok fish butter, chicken cutter (okay)
Maserati, we get mozzarella, (okay) ayy
Go’n, you doin’ that wrong (out of here), Al Capone
Don’t talk on phones but we get dope money all night long

Future – Drip On Me lyrics

[Intro: Future]
You know I just bought another shovel
This sh*t we buried a lot of bags, you dig?
Wheezy beats

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter (whatcha doin’)
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 1: Future]
I keep a house out in [Denver?] [Ember?] (yeah)
I got them racks in my denim (yeah)
I let my dog out the kennel (swear)
Patek or Phillippe on my drip (drink)
Yeah, yeah, and she don’t want me to sip (pour up, pour up)
It’s too much jealousy, niggas can’t ever be real (can’t)
I caught a felony, nigga, wasn’t none of you here (hold on)
I work every day at this sh-, like it can all disappear (swear)
I pray every day by this sh-, when I go jump on a Leer (Super)
God protect me from all of the bogus of niggas, rogue us
Yeah, water me down like Pacific, my watch and my chain, my rings
Yeah, all the drip on me, I had to go change my name (yeah)
I came from Lil Mexico, this sh*t ain’t gon’ ever be the same (Freebandz)
I f*ck her on the every day, but she ain’t gon’ ever get claimed

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m whippin’ the Rover out (skrrt)
I got a plastic FN, a lil’ under 4 pounds (woah, woah)
I send a jet to Miami to pick up his old pounds (O’s, get it)
My bro got the shout it the long way
Repeat while you rollin’ ’round (gotta repeat)
I’m doin’ the same thing (you dig)
Lickin’ molly like ramen (R.I.P.)
Getting head on the private plane
Cost me 23 thou’ like LeBron James (LeBron James)
Might put me some gators on
And get in the ‘Lac and just blow the brains (blow the brains)
I f*ck on her face
I came fast like when Sonic came, oh, oh
Get on my level, dawg
I just want some rest, I’m just tryna ball
I spend a couple milli’, on my nigga behind the wall (the chain gang)
I teach him the Feds are comin’ (the band gang)
Don’t say nothin’ at all (don’t say nothin’ at all)
I got some chips on me (you dig?)
It’s on my hip on me

[Chorus: Future]
All this drip on me (Pluto)
Gotta keep an extra clip on me (I swear, yeah, yeah)
Keep it on me like ID (Future)
Ain’t no swag for free (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Freebandz)
Yeah, trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
Yeah, I’m trappin’ out the Wraith in the winter
You can’t control my temper (facts)
I’ll take your ho then pimp her (pimp her)
I’ll make it look that simple (simple)
Swerve in this Bent like a rental (woah)

Future – Real Love lyrics

[Intro: Future]
I bet she love
I bet she love, love
I bet she

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
It’s true I said I love you but I didn’t promise
We came from grippin’ the K’s, our fingers got bunions
Keep adding on keys to my door
And we made love

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Yeah, I bet she loves me (I bet she loves me)
I bet she loves me (I bet she loves me, I bet she loves me)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Show me the love to my friends bitch
I dropped the top out the Benz
Been rockin’ since creme de la creme, yeah
I know we never go in
I tat the footprint of my kids, ayy
Life of recess
Starvin’ to the ceilings
Can’t forget, my big brother called me home from a bid, yeah
Turbo nine eleven coupe for the ridge
Turbo nine eleven coupe for the ridge
I f*cked her friend, I would never tell her
I feed the swoop peanut butter jelly
Up a hundred mil, let my nigga tell it
Up a hundred mil
I done cracked the seal, let these haters tell it
But I cracked the seal
I can get ’em killed, yeah Kill Bill
And I got diamonds from my toes up to my ears
Yeah I got an implant inside, took off the goodyears
Yeah I got red diamond on the eye ring, not tears
Got the shirt off in the Rolls Royce, yeah
Put a hole on the killtech, ’cause I ain’t tryna get killed yet, umm

[Interlude: Future]
I bet she love
I bet she love, love
I bet she love me

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
I don’t give a f*ck about big homie, I’m big homie ’round here
I’m rockin’ blue diamonds, ain’t nothin’ to get ya killed
You gonna get scarred, you don’t get eternal life (I bet, yeah)
Ballin out for X before I rolled dice, (I bet, yeah)
The agent just called and said the Hawks was available, I’m ready
You’re all about the hawk nigga, that G5 is calling you (it’s callin’ you)
It’s pink way more than I ever imagined (imagined)
I done measured it so I’m higher than Aladin (leggo)
No swaps out, I’m undecided whenever I pop out
I had the swerve for four years, I’m still under forty thousand miles
Bought the Bentley coupe and a bedspread on the same day
She drove the GTF, fell in love with it the same day
She told me it was her favorite car, she dreamed about it
I couldn’t walk away, my ego all in the way
I dropped cash on it, she told me she loved me even more (Freebandz)
These photos and quaaludes, they got me dehydrated
Turn on me, sue me, now nothing seems to amaze me
I left on a commercial flight and downgraded
If I can change anything I wouldn’t erase it (I wouldn’t erase it)
Came back on a private plane and upgraded (I made it)
It had to be destiny, it had to be the recipe
It had to be the formula, I’m not normal
I told you (I told you)
If you woulda took the flesh out me (took the flesh out me)
You woulda ran off with it and tried to convince me it was karma
(I bet she love)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All this fake love got me damaged
I can’t take it, I just popped another xanny
I’m f*ckin’ on your bitch when I land in the states from another planet
Fly as a bitch when I make mistakes and I don’t plan it, yeah

[Outro: Future]
I bet she love, love
I bet she love, love
I bet she
I bet she love

Future – 4 Da Gang lyrics

[Intro: Future]
I get big high
This a big guy, yeah
Yeah, Firk, got you
Woo, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
We don’t never stop at red lights at night, nigga (Nah)
We don’t never stop at red lights at night, nigga (No)
Two letters, a P and a J, for all my flights, nigga (Private jet)
Two letters, a P and a J, for all my flights, nigga
I’m drinking a fifth a day, and I’m rocking my ice, nigga
You see my plain Patek, cost Jerry Rice, nigga
I spent over 80k, just last night, nigga
Death can’t get in my way
Don’t believe the hype, nigga
Now myself impeccable, and I’m so precise, nigga
It can be in the day time, we don’t stop at the light, nigga
When I woke up at noon, I had went past the moon (Pluto)
Got a seven car garage (seven car garage), I done ran out of room
Everything over a quarter, Audemar on my daughter (Audemar)
She rocking her third Rolley, I can’t help but spoil her (she is spoiled)
I was born a drug task, when my mom gave birth (when my mom gave birth)
I used to show up in class, on Tuesday’s and Thursday’s (on Tuesday’s and Thursday’s)
Go check my profile, I beat the verdict (I beat the verdict)
I was kicking it in overdrive, for Seth Firkins (yeah, yuh)
My diamonds certified, my trigger working (yeah, yuh)
Got it out the mud, baby, that’s why my cups dirty
Yeah, yuh

[Chorus: Future]
Now everything I do for my gang gang (my gang gang)
Even though I made it on the Forbes’, ain’t a thing changed (ain’t a thing changed)
I got more money than I ever had, I can take some more pain (more)
You got booked for a controlled substance, I want more drank (yeah)
It’s like a funeral when they see me, ’cause these hoes faint (yeah)
I done got used to dead homies, I stay in the bank (yeah)
Ain’t got one more tear to shed on me, all my son’s straight (yeah)
I put Casino in my will, nigga, I’m a die with this cake (Freebandz)

[Verse 2: Future]
I take the plastic off the seal a trillion miles away (yeah)
I know every nigga with my gone kill, so I stay out the way (gang)
I ain’t gotta walk around with my steel ’cause the streets made me
I still keep a chopper at arm’s reach, ’cause I stay faded (yeah)
Them percocets got my homie arm itching, I’ma still take ’em (oh yeah)
I can finesse him without pulling out my gun, how he gone still hate me?
I’m a nine figure nigga, we ain’t never worried about murder cases (murder)
My slime nigga, buy ’em a Bugatti on your birthday (SLATT)
Every time we plead, we plead not guilty in the first place (On God)
I look my demon in the face, I’m booted up the worst way
She want my semen, so she can run with it and take it to the bank (yeah)
I can’t grieve, ’cause ain’t none of my grandma bills late (on [gang? game?])
I bought my mom a mansion and it came with a lake
I’m so real, my day one got every code to my safe (Oh yeah)
I told my ex hoes, “can’t nobody take my place” (no)
I know I’m a rockstar and that’s on everything

[Chorus: Future]
Now everything I do for my gang gang (my gang gang)
Even though I made it on the Forbes’, ain’t a thing changed (ain’t a thing changed)
I got more money than I ever had, I can take some more pain (more)
You got booked for a controlled substance, I want more drank (yeah)
It’s like a funeral when they see me, ’cause these hoes faint (yeah)
I done got used to dead homies, I stay in the bank (yeah)
Ain’t got one more tear to shed on me, all my son’s straight (yeah)
I put Casino in my will, nigga, I’m a die with this cake (Freebandz)

Young Thug – Killed Before lyrics

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track

[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no (woah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, f*ck all this bullsh*t (SLATT)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah
Got my money went Ludacris (let’s go)
Give some racks to a hood bitch
Give some racks to a pulpit
Look at the grain, it’s wood bitch
On the floor, it’s a wool bitch
She suck dick like a whole tick (come on)
Diamonds on me they cold as sh*t
I thank God that I went legit (and what)
When we see ’em, you know we blitz (and what)
I can bet up, you know I’m rich (leggo)
Shut the f*ck up nigga bet up, you say you rich
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Different color diamonds, I’m a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can be that
I bought the boat, the jetskis
Got a FN and a stick, don’t test me
I stacked them hunnids up to God’s knees
Ain’t going broke until 2070

[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, (woah, woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no (woah)
Do you own a store, no

[Verse 2]
We ain’t letting these bitches get between us
We ain’t letting no monkey niggas stand that close to us (close to us)
I ain’t got no heart when it come down to my bro, yeah
She is not my dresser, she just irons my clothes, yeah (facts)
Pulled off in a Tesla, pulled back in a Porsche, yeah
Bought the Maserati, you’ll get burnt like toast, yeah
I get on that bullsh*t, you’ll get it started, yeah (started)
Six kids with me, didn’t think bout abortions, yeah (aye)
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh
Ready for war like a machine
Came from pillies to post schemin’
Now I got fifty hoes on they knees
I put X in my codeine
But I’m putting nothing in my weed
Yeah I took a jet right overseas
I want some head from overseas
I caught a case, my jewelry seized
I started out with fifty ki’s
My Bentayga clean like bleach
On a yacht with blue water and blue cheese
On this sh*t like fleas, aye

[Chorus]
Everyone know I’ve been killed before
I’ve been bent like a centerfold (woah)
I crap with my money, no
Drop the top get a breeze, ohh
Got four million in jewelry, ohh
Let that money fly to the ceiling, woah (woah)
Did you pay someone’s tuition, no
Do you own a store, no

[Outro]
I took a thottie outta Magic, took her to the pent, then I ooh oooh
The private jet came with a stewardess, like ooh oooh

Future – Mink Flow lyrics

[Intro: Future & Young Thug]
One penthouse, two Benz
This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah
I feel like I’m Hercules, oh
You gone get paid if you work for me, oh

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh
Ain’t letting no money get away from me, ohh
TSA ain’t ready for me
These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me
The latest coupe, way too fast, you can’t get next to me
And I want the smoke, for real
These 40’s, I tote, for real
.45, no colt
Nigga getting left afloat
Nah, we ain’t writing no note
Never, nah
I ain’t gotta ride to the store no more
I’ma let the Maybach go
The pent got a pole in it
The marvelous Raf Simmons
Four levels in it
I ain’t even know you was in it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You can make love in the morning
That Mink flow, I’m warm
Got milly in the safe, come
Nigga get turned upside down
I was rich way before the gang
I was slime way before the name
Kill sh*t like today
And that’s all I gotta say
Ain’t leading you wrong

[Verse 2: Future]
Runnin’ the cars
Stealin’ bombs
Hope you blow up
All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah)
Flew some bitch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah)
Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up
Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury
All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me
Might as well give it ’em now and catch the first degree
Steven Spielberg sh*t with the currency
Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
I can’t let her go nowhere, she too pretty, truthfully
She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossing me
I done paid all the lawyers, but they can’t talk for me
When it come to closing deals, I finger f*ck currency
Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently)
Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe)
Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP
Give this bitch a minute to breathe
Looks can be deceiving, yeh
Looks can deceiving
We going through like speeding
I f*cked this bad European (foreign)
She took the phone, I think she scheming
Ain’t been to sleep been stopped dreaming
If it ain’t stress, you must be grieving
Looks can be deceiving

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You can make love in the morning
That Mink flow, I’m warm
Got milly in the safe, come
Nigga get turned upside down
I was rich way before the gang
I was slime way before the name
Kill sh*t like today
And that’s all I gotta say
Ain’t leading you wrong

Future – Group Home lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I’m marryin’ my dreams, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Able are both, brave one man, two impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I’m talkin’ to him every day
All my little wonder if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I’m imperial
Had to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin’ in a castle
I’m hustlin’, tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby, yeah
He don’t know I finessed him
‘Cause the homies, they was ’bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
‘Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains
I’m back from the grave, I’m damn near insane
I saw so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
‘Bout to WCW my bitch friend on two rooms
Got a black 45 FN, I don’t do chrome
Fuck these niggas, I’m kickin’ ’em out the loot, woah
I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (two, two)
I dress up like it’s elastic, yeah
12 cartridge for these bastards, yeah
Swiggy swaggy, I’ma devil, yeah
I got the sh*ts in Cali (Cali)
I got the kids a Denali (swerve)
I bulletproof all the windows (on God)
I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (blat)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (yeah)
Cut you off and dodge you like a f*ckin’ Charger (Charger)
I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her
I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (night to mornin’, yeah)
You can f*ck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch)
It’s too hard to dedicate to you, I’m so scared of shame
I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing
My bitches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain’t nothin’ but bitches
Yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I piss
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

Sabrina Carpenter – Tomorrow Starts Today lyrics

[Verse 1]
You’re standing on the edge
And everything I know has blown away
Life is upside down
But anywhere it goes, I’ll work it out

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, here we go

[Chorus]
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way

[Verse 2]
I’m looking straight ahead into the unknown
I’m not afraid
This fight has just begun
I’ll take the highs and lows
So bring it on

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, here we go

[Chorus]
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
All the way

[Bridge]
Sometimes life’s a rollercoaster
Takes you up-up-up
And then it spins you ’round
So throw your hands up in the air
And go all (go all out)
Make it count (1, 2, 3)

[Chorus]
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
I’m ready for tomorrow (I’m ready for tomorrow)
There ain’t no map to follow (There ain’t no map to follow)
I’m ready for tomorrow
Tomorrow starts today
There ain’t no map to follow
But I’m with you all the way
All the way

Felix Snow – Badi Boum lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t normally like to stare
But the way you move is just not fair
Everybody in the room got their eyes on you
So what you gonna do?

[Chorus]
Badi, badi boum
Move the hips side to side
Badi, badi boum
[?] left to right
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
I could watch it all day, yeah
Badi, badi boum
Bring you closer to me, yeah
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]

[Post-Chorus]
[?]
Put it all on me

[Verse 2]
Don’t know your name, but I want to
I don’t know you, but I got to
And blue jeans they fit you so right, yeah
Don’t wait at the light [?]

[Chorus]
Badi, badi boum
Move the hips side to side
Badi, badi boum
[?] left to right
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
I could watch it all day, yeah
Badi, badi boum
Bring you closer to me, yeah
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]

[Post-Chorus]
[?]
Put it all on me

[Bridge]
Ten out of ten with the way that you dancing
I can see us on a beach in a mansion
Salt in your hair, moon in your eyes
This could be us by tonight

[Chorus]
Badi, badi boum
Move the hips side to side
Badi, badi boum
[?] left to right
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
I could watch it all day, yeah
Badi, badi boum
Bring you closer to me, yeah
Badi, badi boum
[?]
Badi, badi boum
[?]

[Outro]
[?]
Put it all on me
[?]
Put it all on me

Dulce Maria – Borron Y Cuenta Nueva lyrics

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh

Tu has creído en lo que soy y lo fuí
Siempre escuchas los silencios que hay en mi
Que más da si tropezamos baja un cielo gris
No hay tormenta que te empida a ser feliz

Me cambiaste el mundo
Con tu amor profundo

En tus brazos se va la soledad
Tu voz enciende la oscuridad
Aunque todo cambie
Nuestro amor siempre regresa y no hay problema
Si me besas
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)

Cuando todo se me nubla
Y no encuentro salida
Llegas tú con tu sonrisa
Y me inspiras

Si se cae el mundo
Tu amor es mi escudo

En tus brazos se va la soledad
Tu voz enciende la oscuridad
Aunque todo cambie
Nuestro amor siempre regresa y no hay problema
Si me besas
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)

No hay problema…
Si me besas…
Si me besas…

En tus brazos se va la soledad
Tu voz enciende la oscuridad
Aunque todo cambie
Nuestro amor siempre regresa y no hay problema
Si me besas
Borrón y cuenta nueva

En tus brazos se va la soledad
Tu voz enciende la oscuridad
Aunque todo cambie
Nuestro amor siempre regresa y no hay problema
Si me besas
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)
Borrón y cuenta nueva (oh oh oh oh oh)

Oh oh oh oh oh
Borrón y cuenta nueva
Oh oh oh oh oh

MARSHMELLO – You & Me lyrics

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

[Chorus]
Doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
You and me

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

[Bridge]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what we could be
You and me
And sometimes we fall in love with people at the wrong time
Sometimes, it’s okay, baby (yeah)

[Chorus]
Doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own
Doing, doing, doing it on my own

[Verse]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me
You and me

[Outro]
And, baby, just please don’t go without me
I’m tired of doing it on my own
And now I’m stuck here thinking what it could be
You and me

NAUGHTY BOY – One Chance To Dance lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m no professional dancer
Baby, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But I would learn any move
Get with any groove
Just to dance with you
I’ll let my feet do the talking
I met her out when I’m walking
Show you what I can do
And you know it’s true
When I dance with you

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, give me your hand
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I’ll be who I am
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Verse 2]
I’m no professional dancer
Baby, give me your answer
I’ll practice everyday
Don’t care what record plays
When I dance with you
You take the lead and I’ll follow
I’ll take my pride and I’ll swallow
May not have Jagger moves
But I ain’t gonna lose
When I dance with you

[Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh, give me your hand
I’ll be who I am
Oh-oh-oh-oh, I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Bridge]
And if I fall to my knees
I won’t crumble and freeze
I’ll pick myself up and I’ll try it again, and again until you see
I’ll take you by the hand
Just listen to me
Oh baby, if you could just give me a half of a chance
To make you understand
I know exactly who I am
I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance

[Post-Chorus]
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
Give me one chance, one chance to dance
I ain’t no Michael Jackson
But give me one chance, one chance to dance
One chance, one chance to dance
One chance, one chance to dance

MARSHMELLO – Silence lyrics

Yeah, I’d rather be a lover than a fighter
‘Cause all my life, I’ve been fighting
Never felt a feeling of comfort
All this time, I’ve been hiding
And I never had someone to call my own, oh nah
I’m so used to sharing
Love only left me alone
But I’m at one with the silence

Found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been quiet for too long
I found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been silent for too long

I’ve been quiet for too long
I’ve been quiet for too long
I found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been quiet for too long

I’m in need of a savior, but I’m not asking for favors
My whole life, I’ve felt like a burden
I think too much, and I hate it
I’m so used to being in the wrong, I’m tired of caring
Loving never gave me a home, so I’ll sit here in the silence

I found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been quiet for too long
I found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been silent for too long

I’ve been quiet for too long
I’ve been quiet for too long
I found peace in your violence
Can’t tell me there’s no point in trying
I’m at one, and I’ve been quiet for too long

Jon Bellion – Bootyful Question Mark Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, this is for that, uh, sexy-as-hell mystery woman
On the train that I never said hello to
This is what I was thinking

[Verse 1]
You got no business on a train looking good all alone
Don’t wanna ask you your name, you’re so sexy unknown
Is that your man that you’re texting on your Blackberry phone?
Beautiful question mark
Yeah, I wanna see you get mad, wanna see how you smell
If your skin feels like summer or your lips caramel
I wanna see how you act, wanna see how you yell
Beautiful question mark

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m one, two, three damn rows behind you
But the introduction I can’t climb to

[Post-Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I wanna know where you’re going, wanna know where you live
I wanna look in your eyes, wanna know what you did
I wanna thank the father for that daughter of his
Beautiful question mark
Yeah, I wanna see you get mad, wanna see how you smell
If your skin feels like summer or your lips caramel
I wanna see how you act, wanna see how you yell
Beautiful question mark

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m one, two, three damn rows behind you
But the introduction I can’t climb to

[Post-Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on

[Bridge]
Can’t even tell if you can speak my language
Can’t even tell if you can speak my
Can’t even tell if you can speak my language
Can’t even tell if you can speak my

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m one, two, three damn rows behind you
(Can’t even tell if you can speak my language
Can’t even tell if you can speak my)
But the introduction I can’t climb to
(Can’t even tell if you can speak my language
Can’t even tell if you can speak my)
‘Cause I’m one, two, three damn rows behind you
But the introduction I can’t climb to

DJ Tiesto – Carry You Home (feat. Aloe Blacc & Stargate)

[Verse 1: Aloe Blacc]
Everybody needs a little room to make mistakes
You don’t have to be so perfect
You can go at your own pace

[Pre-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down

[Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When you’re tired and you’re weary
And you have no strength to go on
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

[Post-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home

[Verse 2: Aloe Blacc]
Everyone deserves a little precious time
To stumble till they find a little peace of mind

[Pre-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down
Just show me the real you
So that I can feel you
I promise I won’t let you down

[Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When you’re tired and you’re weary
And you have no strength to go on
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

[Post-Chorus: Aloe Blacc]
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
Let me carry you home
When there’s no one to turn to
And all you’ve had faith in is gone
Let me carry you home

Gucci Mane – Back On

Zone six
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back
I’m just an East Atlanta nigga with a body on this belt
I done had a million beefs but I ain’t never call for help
I’ll take a nigga bricks and I done took a nigga reup
Put that pistol on your partner made him piss all on himself
Got your bitch so pissy drunk
That she done threw up on herself
‘Fore I send her back to you
She gon’ have Guwop on her breath
I’m the last real nigga left
I’m on an island by myself
I’m my only competition so I’m battling with myself
Facing prison, drug addiction
It’s like I’m battling with myself
I done shook up all my demons
Now I’m back to myself
You didn’t keep it real nigga so just keep it to yourself
Waiting on Gucci Mane to call you
Nigga better not hold your breath
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back
These niggas faking like they happy but they mad I’m home
I’m the two K sixteen Al Capone
I slap a nigga with a strap and then I throw him a hunnid
He be like fuck going to trial, man just throw me the money
Can’t eat, can’t sleep, man I miss these skreets
Muhammad Ali and these skreets miss me
I went from trappin’ on the block to niggas trappin’ for me
I left the trappin’ went to rap thought you’d be happy for me
And then your jealousy turned to hate
And you wrote a statement on me
But when they let me out them gates
My bitch was waiting on me
See I ain’t mad at you homie, we ain’t got no beef
But I ain’t got no rat for you, I know you must love cheese
I got money that I saved then I’m back on road
Get my jewelry out the safe ’cause I’m back on road
I still do these hoes the same when I’m back on road
If you wasn’t there for me when I was all alone
Then bitch don’t expect no love when I’m back

Wyclef Jean – Turn Me Good

The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
I’ma love you all night
We gon’ be alright
When I couldn’t pay the rent
I had no money to spend
I was caught up in the trench
Now you’re the reason that we rich
When the feds raid the door
Put the shadow on the floor
They found them things in the drawer
You got me the lawyer for the court
What we gonna do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gonna make love all night
Like Mr. Marley
Turn down the lights
We don’t need no interruption
Turn down the lights
We can have a deep discussion
Turn up the lights, baby
You don’t gotta hide your imperfections
Turn down the lights
Ehh, what we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
Like a Marvin Gaye song
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
We gon’ be alright
Wait a minute baby
You’re so real
You shoot to kill
Ehh, in this cold world
We feel them chill
Zion awaits, yeah
I’m in the bed
At them golden gates
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ make love all night
And I’m feeling alright
What we gon’ do when we get to Zion
We gon’ be alright
We gon’ love all night
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good
The way you touch me
Your love is holy
Turn me good

Brad Paisley – Heaven South

Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea
Might cause crickets and a zip code 33
Oh glory waving at you
As you’re driving by the court house
And it’s just another day in Heaven South

A little country ange like you’ve never seen
Took a pair of scissors to a pair of jeans
You pick her up on Friday
And you pucker up and kiss her on the mouth
And it’s just another day in Heaven South

Drive down Main Street and everybody’s there
Subwoofers booming like [?] in a square
Sign says "no cruising" but nobody cares
I got a girl to put my arm around
It’s just another day in Heaven South

Oh, oh, oh
It’s just another day in Heaven South
Oh, oh, oh

There’s a bunch of lawn chairs in the living room
There’s a UFC fight on pay per view
[?] got fireworks for afterwards tonight
Gotta make a little run for beer

Down on Main Street and everybody’s there
Subwoofers booming like [?] in a square
Turn on the music, [?]
If you turn it off and look around
It’s just another day in Heaven South

Eggs on the griddle, coffee in my cup
Farmer on a tractor, kids on a bus
Oh glory waving as they raise her up above the court house
And it’s just another day in Heaven South
Oh, it’s just another day in Heaven

Oh, oh, oh
It’s just another day in Heaven South
Oh, oh, oh
It’s just another day in Heaven South
Oh, oh, oh
It’s just another day in Heaven South
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

Young Dolph – Believe Me

[Chorus]
Believe me
Took a hundred thou’ to my jeweler, told him freeze me
I can fuck your bitch any day of the week, believe me
Pulling up in all type of foreigns, shit, that’s how we be
Ain’t nothing more important than getting this money, believe me
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Believe me, believe me
Took a hundred to my motherfuckin’ jeweler just to freeze me

[Verse 1]
A hundred with the jeweler (VS)
In the club spending money, shining like hooper (ball)
I’m the type of nigga split a million with the shooters (trap)
I look up to the bosses like Tookie and Larry Hoover (hey)
Yeah, neck full of ice (ice)
Did a lot of wrongs just to get my money right (right)
I tell these rappers stay away with that fake shit (stay away)
‘Cause I got niggas round me that still like to take shit, yeah
She calls all my cars spaceships, yeah (spaceships)
I work the trap in the day shift, yeah (day shift)
A crack baby worth ten mil, yeah (ten mil)
Still turnin’ down record deals, ha

[Chorus]
Believe me
Took a hundred thou’ to my jeweler, told him freeze me
I can fuck your bitch any day of the week, believe me
Pulling up in all type of foreigns, shit, that’s how we be
Ain’t nothing more important than getting this money, believe me
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Believe me, believe me
Took a hundred to my motherfuckin’ jeweler just to freeze me

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
If you my nigga, you my nigga then
I told all of my bitches that they mine forever
I told all my niggas we don’t compete, we shine together
Extra money buried for my son and I can’t wait to tell him
Lil nigga you got a million dollar shovel (dig it up)
In the streets, felt like I was dancing with the devil (uh-huh)
Made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends though (damn)
Your homies loyal ’til the one time you tell ’em no (damn)
I vow to never let another nigga raise my kids (nah)
Nigga them your responsibilities, not his (for real)
Real niggas walk in, and they get nervous (why)
Everything I’m getting right now, I deserve it

[Chorus]
Believe me
Took a hundred thou’ to my jeweler, told him freeze me
I can fuck your bitch any day of the week, believe me
Pulling up in all type of foreigns, shit, that’s how we be
Ain’t nothing more important than getting this money, believe me
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Yeah we here now, but it wasn’t easy
Believe me, believe me
Took a hundred to my motherfuckin’ jeweler just to freeze me

Fifth Harmony – Don’t Say You Love Me (On TRL) (Live)

Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do
We’ve been close, but inconsistent
You hold my heart at a safer distance, yeah
You think words can ease the tension
But you can’t deny that something’s missin’
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
And don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
How am I supposed to take it
When weeks go by and I’m still waitin’
I say I’m OK but I can’t fake it, yeah
Even when I try, yeah, something’s missing
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more (I need a little bit more)
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
So don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ wihtout the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
Don’t say you love me (don’t say you love me)
Unless you do (unless you do)
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Don’t say you love me (oh)
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Unless you do, unless you do
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you’ve been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient (yeah)
But I need a little bit more (yeah)
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurting without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow too
Don’t say you love me unless you do

Fifth Harmony – He Like That (On TRL) (Live)

You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kind like it
You got the tats on your arm get a bad girl excited
You put that bass in the beat, won’t you beat it up inside it?
I got that pumps in the bump and you know you wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He got that rough neck swaggy, but he know how to hide it
He got that dope boy cash, but he get it 9 to 5ing
He got a thing for them girls that make their money overnightning
I know he bad for my health, but i still wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He love that bang
(Bomb) He love that bomb, bomb, bomb
(Love) He love that thang
(Drug) He love that hit and run

He lose his brain
He going to stupid dumb
He stupid dumb, all he ever want is some

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

Weezer – Happy Hour

I’m like Stevie Ray Vaughn on the stage
High on music
Teeth grinding
Sweating under the lights
But then my boss calls and she’s crushing me with a 20-ton weight Just like in Monty Python
Somebody left on the sink, it’s still running
My eyes are gonna overflow.(happy hour)

I need happy hour on sad days
I need happy hour I can’t wait.

I’m like Ponce de Leon Sailing on a ship for the new world
Checking out the birds and flowers
Let’s chill out on this island I’ve been, sucking on a lime and coconut.
I think I could stay here for the rest of my life
Please don’t ever make me go home.

I need happy houuur on sad days
It’s my happy houuur I can’t wait.

Maybe I’ll meet a scientist In sweatpants and a hair tie
We’ll conversate about ghetto birds and midi keyboards
Then we’ll slow dance
Head on my shoulder
Versuri-lyrics.info
Swaying back and forth
and My friends look on and smile
Everything gonna be alright.

It’s my happy houuur on sad days
I need happy houuur, I can’t wait
I need happy houuur to save me
I need happy houuur, I can’t waittt.

joji – Will He

[Verse 1]
I got knots all up in my chest (Up in my chest, up in my chest)
Just know I’m trying my best (I’m trying my best)
‘Cause when you look (When you look)
When you laugh (When you laugh)
When you smile (When you smile)
I’ll bring you back (Bring you back)
And now I’m sad (Now I’m sad)
And I’m a mess (And I’m a mess)
And now we high (Now we high)
That’s why I left (why I left)
That’s why I left

[Pre-Chorus]
Will your tongue still remember the taste of my lips?
(My lips, my lips, my lips)
Will your shadow remember the swing of my hips?
(My hips, my hips, my hips)
Will your lover caress you the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will you notice my charm if he slips up one bit?
(One bit)

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re all safe
All safe, all safe

[Verse 2]
Will he play you those songs just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will he play you so strong just the way that I did? (I did)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Will he treat you like shit just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
‘Cause I don’t blame ya

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re all safe

Rob Markman – Writer

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Ayo Rob, this is DJ Khaled. The streets is talkin’, bro. They sayin’ that you rappin’ now. I said that can’t be true… I said, no, Rob breaks down raps. He breaks down the bars. He breaks down the lyrics. But they, the streets is sayin’ that you rappin’ now. Ayo Rob, if this is true, hit me back. I wanna hear what type of bars you talkin’ about ’cause for you to step in this zone, you must be in the zone. It’s DJ Khaled. Billion dollar voice

[Opening Bridge: Rob Markman]
Took a couple years, but I did it
Shorty, you could do it too
Did the things they said I couldn’t
You just gotta believe in you

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I don’t know what the fuck you thought, I want the crown too
Couple jewels and plaques, shit that sounds cool
You hear the hunger, growl loud when I’m ’round food
And ’round you I’m like Canibus, round two
I’m in the booth, soundproof, but when I’m down two
I’m shootin’ treys and one, I get foul too
Picture me, spittin’ bars and givin’ how-to’s
I’m in the wrong era, shoulda been around Clue?
Fuck it, this a revival of sorts
Now I’m livin’ out on my wildest thoughts
My cousin caught an L, shit was wild in the courts
So I’ma drop this mothafucka just ’cause life is so short
I’ll be damned if a mothafucka pennin’ for me
That’s the start of the mothafuckin’ endin’ for me
Shit scary, all these ghosts and ghouls, it’s a problem
Okay you’re a goon, but your goon got a goblin

[Interlude: N.O.R.E.]
Yo, y’all it’s two very disrespectful things about you doing an album. One, you didn’t ask me for a hook, an ad-lib, nothing. And then two, it’s blasphemous for a media nigga to do a rap album, nigga. You media, stay media, man! Keep it media, nigga! How you gonna turn from media to rapper, nigga? Fuck outta here, nobody don’t do that

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
I don’t fuck with the suburbans in my city, man
I’m superstitious, that’s the shit they killed Biggie in
Tell Uber, "Fuck it," I ain’t gettin’ in
I’ma sell a couple records, and I’ma get a Benz
Everybody shocked off the beat I laced
When I walk up in the spot, they make the Wee-Bey face
You got fat while I starved, shit, I need a taste
Me and my team run this bitch like a relay race
This the warm up, the game ain’t even started
I’m just pennin’, I swear I could go harder
It’s just me, I swear I’m the only writer
I’m the Ol’ Dirty Bastard, my style ain’t got no father
I’m beggin’, father, it’s spirits with their lyricism
Couple Caspers in the game, we need an exorcism
If they sleep, get ’em out their bed then
Linda Blair with these verses, make their head spin

[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Man, it’s me, man, it’s DJ Drama, man. So, listen… you know, we talked about the rappin’ thing and um, I don’t feel like it’s going according to plan, like, you did your freestyle, you got your free action, alright, scooped you, but the album? Like, how you gonna just do the album? You know… when we talked you said a Gangsta Grillz mixtape was comin’ first with Rob Markman, Gangsta Grillz…

[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
They knew I was a writer, never knew I was a writer
Let’s get this show on the road, I’ma finish up the rider
The wordplay tighter, every verse fire
Anybody tell you different is a goddamn liar
My Rick Grimes grind, got no fear
Whoever on that jealous shit dead out here
Word to Mitch, my emotions out of control
Tryna get off on these keys, that’ll save my brother’s soul
And if this shit don’t pay off
I know a couple C’s I can text who let the K off
Hold this L, I got M’s to get
‘N a couple other dreams I ain’t mention yet
And they said I’d never make it
This for anyone whoever had a shot and didn’t take it
For everything we love and everything held sacred
Gotta get it while you live and let ’em drown in their hatred

[Interlude: Royce da 5’9"]
Yo Rob, what’s up, my G? This is Royce da 5’9". Yo, man, I heard through the grapevine that you’re ‘sposed to be rappin’ now. Let me tell you somethin’, my brother. I always considered you like one of my guys in this music industry. You know, I don’t really fuck with a lot of niggas. But… I just need for you to understand that you can’t be that guy that’s like breakin’ down everybody’s verses on Rap Genius and not really comin’ with it yourself line for line. I got all the faith in the world that you’re gonna do that. Aight

[Outro: Sway]
Yo it’s your big brother Sway. Ayy Rob, I can’t believe you did it, man, but I knew it was in you. Be careful, a lot haters are gonna tell you what you can’t do, but that’s when you do the opposite. That’s when you keep pickin’ up your bars. I’m proud of you, Rob. You made your dreams come true. You’re a hyena