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Nick Jonas – Home (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Always out of place, I knew I needed something new for me
I never knew just what that was, yeah
Finding something safe was just like trying to catch a bird in flight
I knew that I would never touch

[Pre-Chorus]
But now I won’t let go
‘Cause I’m happy to call this

[Chorus]
Home
No more running
I’m good knowing
That I belong
(Happy to call this)
Home
I got loving
Inside this island
Don’t care who knows it
(Happy to call this)
Home
(Oh way oh, oh way oh, oh way oh)

[Verse 2]
Shedding all that insecurity, I kind of found a new me
I’m OK with how that feels, yeah
Being me was hard enough so being someone else was too much
All I want is something real

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I won’t let go
‘Cause I’m happy to call this

[Chorus]
Home
No more running
I’m good knowing
That I belong
(Happy to call this)
Home
I got loving
Inside this island
Don’t care who knows it
(Happy to call this)
Home
(Oh way oh, oh way oh, oh way oh)

[Bridge]
Home is where you’re happy
Home is when you’re right where you should be
Find where you’re happy
‘Cause I’m happy to call this

[Chorus]
Home
No more running
I’m good knowing
That I belong
(Happy to call this)
Home
I got loving
Inside this island
Don’t care who knows it
(Happy to call this)
Home
(Oh way oh, oh way oh, oh way oh)

Verse Simmonds – Liquor & Misunderstanding

[Chorus]
Last night I mixed Patron with the Henney
Last night I said some things that I shouldn’t
Last night I took it too far and you took it all wrong
Liquor and misunderstanding

[Verse 1]
Baby I went too hard
Baby I went too far
Why you gotta be such a wild card
I can never predict what you’re on
Simple conversations turn to interrogation
Now we fucking up the room out in Vegas
Say whatever just to get in your feelings
Tell the security to mind their business
And no that nigga ain’t me
You know that nigga ain’t fly though
You must be sipping out the bottle
Its getting hard to see the difference between you and these models
Guess that’s where it all went wrong
Saying things we can never take back
In a glass house throwing stones

[Chorus]
Last night I mixed Patron with the Henney
Last night I said some things that I shouldn’t
Last night I took it too far and you took it all wrong
Liquor and misunderstanding
Last night I mixed Patron with the Henney
Last night I said some things that I shouldn’t
Last night I took it too far and you took it all wrong
Liquor and misunderstanding

[Verse 2]
I guess that liquor and feelings don’t mix
I know that I’m out of line when you get me to calling you bitch
I know my mama ain’t raised me to talk to no woman like this
How do you get the worst out of me
You know I could never be proud of that
But fuck it ain’t no really going back
To the way things used to
I ain’t never been what you used to
All the bullshit that you do
Its going to make me find a new you
Guess that’s where it all went wrong
Saying things we can never take back
In a glass house throwing stones

[Chorus]
Last night I mixed Patron with the Henney
Last night I said some things that I shouldn’t
Last night I took it too far and you took it all wrong
Liquor and misunderstanding
Last night I mixed Patron with the Henney
Last night I said some things that I shouldn’t
Last night I took it too far and you took it all wrong
Liquor and misunderstanding

[Outro]
In a glass house throwing stones
You know that nigga ain’t me
Saying things we can never take back

Lil Xan – No Love

Yeah, ay, wha? yeah

You don’t love me tho
You don’t want me tho ay
You don’t love me tho ay
You don’t love me hoe yeah
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah ay
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah yeah

I smoked vanilla ways roll
She ain’t having money we’re oh
She acts like a bitch, yeah, she gon’ swallow my kids yeah
Putting my goon in her face oh
Pull away I need some space oh
I do not feel like I’m chained uh
[?]

You don’t love me tho
You don’t want me tho ay
You don’t love me tho ay
You don’t love me hoe yeah
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah ay
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah yeah

I like fucking hoes
I don’t care if she thick
I put my dick in that bih what?
I like fucking hoes
I don’t care if she thick
I put my dick in that bih what?
I put my dick in that bih what?
Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha? Wha?
Ay

You don’t love me tho
You don’t want me tho ay
You don’t love me tho ay
You don’t love me hoe yeah
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah ay
You don’t love me tho yeah ay
You don’t want me hoe yeah yeah

Outta booth, outta booth, ay I’m outta booth
Haha oh fuck yeah, Xanarchy gang bitch

Xanarchy

Lloyd Banks – End Of An Era (Freestyle)

Banks
Check it
Yo
Ringing on your line like whats your favorite scary movie
Terrorizing here to Sydney tap your kidney with the toolie
Ima need my fucking money like sours told by Mookie
Had you jumping out the window hopping fences like the stookies
Box cutter tucker back when I be acting snoopy
Nigga miss me with the deuces taking shotys blast and move me
Known to make it gloomy won’t be honored when they choose me
I survived the gunfire fuck a comet going do to me
We dont go for threats so watch the way you talk around me
Better pumps your fucking breaks I had to park you like Jabari
Yea yea I came in like gorilas til they stomp you out the party
Trying to show off to these bitches can’t sponsor out here probably
Shit I never had the time for hating tools for domination
Threesomes for minuscule purposes bring the chronic cases
Made it from the underground wrote all my names around the basement
VVS target practice raise aim out the bracelet
Been the nicest niggas pretending they won’t acknowledge it
The one your local mc secretly got a problem with
Magnum fully loaded still left overs from my rookie clip
Professional curve a bmw had me pussy whip
Patience standard in your passport you never took the trip
My mirror took it in memories flashbacks when I look at it
You freezing out here trying to find a loophole too cold
Told my jeweler like my timepieces two tone blue gold
Keep em changing every day I miss the news though new code
Ain’t the cheddar got the cover of the crew blown you told
Outages from me shocking the world thats black energy
Balling want to lock niggas up like Pat Beverly
Last cd was 45 cases I’m back desert E
Gun pass to all my receivers mental telepathy
Raise the complexity it takes longer to get things by
Bullet wound in your size envious shit brings wild
In the machines it becomes easier to gas off pile
Shooting for the stars you trying to block the shot foul
Sometimes I resurrect my old style
Never changed when they changed up then, I won’t now
Yea
At your request

Murs – Melancholy

[Intro]
Uh hi, everyone
My name is Murs, and uh
Yeah, I’ve had a rough couple years
But uh, you know
I guess I was depressed
I don’t feel depressed anymore
Uh, you know I’m just this point where I’m not too high
And I’m not too low, I’m just here
And that’s okay
And there’s a word for that
It’s called ‘melancholy’
Yeah

[Verse 1]
They say that happiness is a choice
Well, I guess they get to choose
Put all them so-called friends with they fake ass friends
Ain’t never been in my shoes
Had my back up against the wall
’bout to jump up off the edge
Just paid for a shrink but she made me think
That the problem’s all in my head
So with that said, I went solo
On my own tryna face my fears
I stopped, popped a pill, and it all got real
So I started writing this right here
And it took me years to get to this point
Where I don’t wanna die every day
You can’t put it in your mind to be down all the time
’cause the sun go shine anyway

[Chorus]
I been walking down this road, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
Blindfold, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
And it takes a toll on my soul
Said it takes a toll on my soul
Walking down this road, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
Don’t mean to make you feel bad
Because you think that I’m sad
No need for you to feel sorry
Bro, I’m just melancholy
Don’t mean to make you feel bad
Because you think that I’m sad
No need for you to feel sorry
Bro, I’m just melancholy

[Verse 2]
Now I heard they call me crazy
I just act like I can’t hear
But they ain’t had it this rough or even lost as much
As I did in just one year
Have you ever had the feeling like you don’t wanna die
But like, wait, still not wanna be here
That fog roll in and them days get dark
And it start getting hard for you to see clear
I know that pain too well
I swear I been through hell
If I don’t smile or [?]
Just worry ’bout yourself
I tell ’em leave me ‘lone, I’m just in my zone
But some people can’t take the hint
When my life so strange, I been through so much change
Why would I need yo’ two cents?
But everybody got they ideas
On how to make my pain go away
But opinions is just like a SoundCloud page
Everybody got one these days
So you can kill the interrogation
‘Cause you only wasting your time
If you mind your business then I mind mine
And everything gon’ be just fine

[Chorus]
I been walking down this road, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
Blindfold, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
And it takes a toll on my soul
Said it takes a toll on my soul
Walking down this road, eyes closed
Reaching for a future that I cannot hold
Don’t mean to make you feel bad
Because you think that I’m sad
No need for you to feel sorry
Bro, I’m just melancholy
Don’t mean to make you feel bad
Because you think that I’m sad
No need for you to feel sorry
Bro, I’m just melancholy

Noah Cyrus – Again (Alan Walker Remix)

[Verse 1: Noah Cyrus]
You just made the worst mistake
And you’ll regret it, darling
‘Cause once you give and then you take
You’ll only end up wanting

[Pre-Chorus]
Was everything hard enough?
‘Cause one day you’ll wake up
And then you’ll say

[Chorus 1: Noah Cyrus]
“I wanna be your lover
I don’t wanna be your friend”
You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone, my dear
So tell me that you love me again
I, I wanna be your lover
Baby, I’ll hold my breath
You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone, my dear
So tell me that you love me again

[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
Ooh, she’s screaming in my head (oh)
Ooh, I left her where I slept

[Chorus 2: Noah Cyrus & XXXTENTACION]
"I wanna be your lover, I don’t wanna be your friend"
You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone, my dear
So tell me that you love me again
I, I wanna be your lover
You’ll leave when the clock hits ten
You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone, my dear
So tell me that you love me again

[Post-Chorus: Noah Cyrus & XXXTENTACION]
Again, babe, again
Again, babe, again
You don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone, my dear
So tell me that you love me again

Papoose – The Beginning

[Verse 1: Papoose]
I woke up in the morning with my dick in my hand
Morning wood God damn
Then I brush my teeth
I take a shower, then I eat and hit the spot
Put on a fresh new fit
Now I’m fly walking with a bop
Grab the wop
Place it on my hip, never slip
I heard you talking shit
But when you answer have the same energy
Don’t answer if the call unknown
Never Android I be on the iPhone
I’m still the king of the underground
Don’t fuck around
Gotta get rid of me if you want the crown
Lotta styles
Before release date I get the sneakers
Used to weigh my work on a scale like a libra
None of ya’ll lames can fuck with Pap
Call ’em savages and tell ’em that God’s back
I used to ride the train with a token
Now I’m in the droptop
You niggas see me how I’m rolling

[Chorus: Papoose]
This is where New York city begins
Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
Pot holes but we still ride rims
Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens
Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
Out of towners tell ’em come on in
Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim

[Verse 2: Papoose]
That Flex freestyle opened the door, I made an entrance
Operation get hot again, my favorite mission
The rappers at the top of the game afraid to listen
Cause their entire discography just ain’t convincing
You mumble rappers ain’t payed your dues, pay admission
If you ain’t got it just pay half, I pay the difference
Gun game they play it nice, I play it wicked
Niggas know I stay with the Smith like Jada Pinkett
Sneaking niggas think just because they creeps
They could outsmart real niggas, fuck they think
I leave him laying in his wake on a Monday sleep
For coming at me sideways on a oneway street
Niggas think that cause they be working out that they could bitch cats
You think you could stop a bullet with your six pack
And I heard he be telling
Man I ain’t with that
He work out and he snitch
Guess that make him a gym rat

[Chorus: Papoose]
This is where New York city begins
Cuban links, Yankee fitted hats and Timbs
Pot holes but we still ride rims
Every borough got beef, we ain’t got no friends
Dope in the rice, Uncle Bens
Doing pullups on a pole, we ain’t got no gym
Out of towners tell ’em come on in
Lay ’em in a blood pool hope you niggas can swim

PLAZA – All Mine

[Verse 1]
Meet me when the sun goes down
Ring ring once you get downtown
In so deep, baby can’t fix this
Like a user, baby I’m addicted to it
You get in my backseat
See you gettin naked in the rearview
Oh, I’m up here trippin’ off you
Glance at the thought I want you
Blood is on my hands, but that never stopped me before, baby
Yeah, you know it’s alright with me, with me, yeah

[Hook]
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news?
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news?
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more

[Verse 2]
All, it’s all mine, it’s all mine
I gotta live by this, can’t trust what these women do
He shoulda’ never trusted you
You had me touchin’ on your body
Tellin’ me you belong to nobody
I know, everybody’s playin’ games
They all caught up in the blame, I know baby
So when you come around looking like this
Don’t think I don’t recognize that shit
But every now and then I see a woman that gets me higher
Put it all on me like that
So weak when you move like that

[Hook]
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news?
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news?
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more

[Bridge]
And her body shakes
And you’ll never know
When her body aches
But it ain’t for you
If I only knew the truth
Man, I didn’t want this all believe me
I would’ve been so gone, but her sex so strong

[Hook]
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news? (Ah yeah)
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more (No she ain’t fuckin’ with you)
And I hit it, like it’s all mine
Should’ve paid that, woman, more mind
Tell me, did you get the news? (Did you get the news?)
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more (No, I’m telling you now)

And I hit it, like it’s all mine (No, I’m telling you now)
Shoulda’ been that woman, all mine (No, I’m telling you now)
Tell me, did you get the news? (Ah yeah)
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more
And I hit it, like it’s all mine (Now you know)
Shoulda’ been that woman, all mine (That you don’t treat her right)
Tell me, did you get the news? (You don’t fuck her right)
She ain’t fuckin’ with you no more (Ooh, you’re gonna lose her right now)

PLAZA – Pick Up

[Verse 1]
Tell me I’m changing I know I ain’t living right and you
You say I’m drinking too much, taking too much and it scares you
I never let it come between me and the music
You hate the fact that it came in between me and you

[Chorus]
Pick up, pick up, I’ma need you to come through
Yeah, pick up, pick up I’ma need time to make it up to you
Pick up, pick up, baby you know it’s real
And I hate the fact that it came in between me and you

[Verse 2]
You wake up from nightmares thinking what I’m doing tonight
It’s true, how I’m drinking away the pain every night
And all the women in my arms, you’re right, you’re right
But tell me I’m changing, I know I ain’t living right and you
You know I’m drinking too much, taking too much, how to trust me? oh
But I never let it come between me and the music
You hate the fact that it came in between me and you

[Chorus]
Pick up, pick up, I’ma need you to come through
Yeah, pick up, pick up I’ma need time to make it up to you
Pick up, pick up, baby you know it’s real
And I hate the fact that it came in between me and you

[Bridge]
One day I’ma show you, you got me wrong, baby
One day I’ma show you, you got me wrong
I just need one night with you all alone, baby
I just want you

[Chorus]
Pick up, pick up, I’ma need you to come through
Yeah, pick up, pick up I’ma need time to make it up to you (to make it up to you)
Pick up, pick up, baby you know it’s real
And I hate the fact that it came in between me and you
Pick up, pick up, I’ma need you to come through
Yeah, pick up, pick up I’ma need time to make it up to you (to make it up to you)
Pick up, pick up, baby you know it’s real
And I hate the fact that it came in between me and you

Rob Markman – Benz 4 My Bday

[Intro]
Want a Benz for my birthday
Think it falls on a Thursday

[Verse 1]
Her ex-man had the blue 6, think he used to move bricks
Now he gone, he ain’t never coming home
And I’m tryna take his old chick, make her to my new bitch
Sick and tired of this used whip, try and get some new shit
Driving ’round, bumping "How It’s Goin’ Down"
Cruisin’ slow like X in the shit he shot on two-fifth
I know it sound fucked up, but I don’t even feel bad
I’m getting money and my day’s a lil’ sunny
And I’m getting everything, everything they said I couldn’t have
My drive, yeah, it’s something else
Try to ride around in something else
CLS got me stressed, I’m obsessed ’til I’m blessed
Goddamn it, I can’t ride around in nothin’ else

[Chorus]
Want a Benz for my birthday
Think it falls on a Thursday
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Want a Benz for my birthday
Think it falls on a Thursday
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this

[Verse 2]
Everything possible ‘less you up in the hospital
Two hands, two feet, heartbeat, how you not gon’ eat? Motherfucker, what’s stoppin’ you?
We don’t make no excuses, we just grind ’til we get it
If you don’t understand it, goddamn it
Never mind it, forget it
I’ve been working all year long
These haters working on my fuckin’ nerves
This is it, stack the grip, cop the whip, then I dip like skrrt
I’ma pull up on your fuckin’ curb
I ain’t never had the 6, I’m just tryna cop the 550
S Coupe, Yankee blue, brand new
And now I’m feelin’ like it’s my city

[Chorus]
Want a Benz for my birthday
Think it falls on a Thursday
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Want a Benz for my birthday
Think it falls on a Thursday
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this
Oh, god, I’ve been working so hard
I’ma pull up this car like, bitch, I deserve this
Bitch, I deserve this, bitch, I deserve this

[Verse 3]
I want my name on it, boy, I want my name on it
So I’ma go stupid, Marlon Wayans on this
Hundred on the dash, swerve in the third lane on this
Give ’em all the drugs, that Big Daddy Kane on this
Word to Billy Danze, I just need a lil’ fame on this
Give ’em all the gas, Waka Flocka Flame on it
I’m at they neck, need a Roc-A-Fella chain on it
A$AP Rocky, I just went Clubber Lang on it

Travis Porter – Bag

[Strap]
A fetish for her bags …

A fetish for her ass, shit …

A broad name Gina
She love Gucci bags
Had to put her on the team cause she’s truly bad
Marc Jacobs with Michael Kors
She’s 5’4 but her ass enormous
My other bitch name Trina from New Orleans
Hit the mall, might bring me back some Jordans
Chanel bag, Louis bag, Lil mama got em all
Spent five hours just tearin’ down the mall
Put her head between my legs and told me relax
Her fetish for the bags done cost me about a hundred stacks
It’s the first of the month, I’m on my 30th blunt
And I love my bitch, so I buy her what I want
Talkin diamond bracelets, diamond necklace
Fuckin with me, shawty you’ll be flexin’
She be in the club like "where the bosses at?"
Shawty got so many bags, man her closet’s packed
Yeah

You know, you a bad mufucka
Cause I look at you, all your designer bags and all the shit you do to fix yourself up, I digs you
Straight like that, Haha

[Erykah Badu]
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
I said One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way

[Ali]
Say everyday [?]
Yeah I salute you shawty
Good job, two kids, that’s your future shawty?
She pulled up, hit me up in a new Ferrari
Everyday she eat lobster, Calamari
Yeah, it’s gon catch up to you one day
But I’m here to tell you that you need a break
Let a real nigga take you on a date
Be ready at 7:30, pick you up at 8
Never a quiet moment, Yeah I like that
I know she a strong woman, yeah I like that
Whenever I hit her up, she hit me right back
I know whenever she dip, she gon be right back
Hahaa
Good chemistry, we got that
The sex so good that she bite back
Had to tell her [?] with that Hollywood
Teach you the game just like a nigga should

Aye Strap, pass me a Sprite real quick
Aye Quez, I guess this one on you right here

[Erykah Badu]
I guess nobody ever told you
All you must hold on to
Is you, is you, is you
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
I said One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way

[Quez]
Uh, Lemme make a prediction
I’mma fall in love with a bad bitch with an addiction, Shit
She said Jimmy Choos’ the real cocaine
And Neiman Marcus is the real dope [?]
Louis Vuitton queen in Alexander McQueens
I’m buyin her what she want and everything that she need
Shit
She said "Quez I’m in love with double G’s"
I said Bitch you know I’m in love with them double D’s
So
I buy her Gucci and I’m in love with that fatty
Love La Perla on her pussy. Put La Perla on her panties
She got a new Rolly and Hermes belt
And she ain’t pay for it, that was her man’s help
Yeah
And she hit the gym in the new Lebrons
Steppin out [?] red bottom, crystal Louboutons
And all them hoes be jockin what she got on
And when she [?], them hoes say she puttin on

[Erykah Badu]
Bag Lady, you gon hurt yourself

Lil Pump – Designer

[Intro: News Cast]
You can see Lil Pump wandering the halls of a school carrying huge bags of pot
Turns out that school was a local Catholic elementary school
A teacher gets slapped with a bag of marijuana in this video
(Yuh, Lil Pump, ooh, yuh, yuh, huh, brr)
And the rapper’s name is Lil Pump

[Bridge]
Yuh, Lil Pump
Yuh, huh?
(Brr)
Yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh
Ayy
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Zaytoven

[Chorus]
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Spanish bitches butt naked and they twerkin’ on the stove
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold

[Verse]
Drive the ‘Rari off the lot, fuck my wrist up with the pot
Bitches sure would never stop (brr), presidential on the clock
Couple hoes up on a yacht, I can not fuck with the ops
Bitch, I made it to the top, go to class, I’m on the drop
Went to the gun store, and I bought a rocket (ooh)
One million dollars, cash hangin’ out my pocket (damn)
All these diamonds drippin’ on me, feelin’ like a water faucet
Broke niggas hatin’ on me, man, this shit need to stop it
Lil Pump the freshest nigga comin’ out my city
Hit AODs and I’m blowin’ straight fifties (brr)
In the kitchen whippin’ Whitney, sippin’ lean, I lost my kidney
Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me off the Xan, I squeeze a titty, ayy
Dropped out of school, hopped in a private jet (brr)
Bitch, I’m on the lean, I can’t pop no Percocet (no)
I got more money than your father, you can be upset
I’m worth a couple million, bitch, you know I love to flex

[Chorus]
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Spanish bitches butt naked and they twerkin’ on the stove
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
I got fast cars, bad bitches and designer clothes
Couple thousand on my wrist and my neck is on froze
Too much racks in my pocket that my wallet can’t fold

Swae Lee & Trippie Redd – TR666

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
We all got one common goal
Third eye open, never close
I put that on my fucking soul
(I’m telling you I)
Know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Until you die
You got to realize
If you don’t try
You’ll never know, know, know, know
You’ll never know, know, know, know
You’ll never know, know, know, know
You’ll never know, know, know, know
You’ll never know, know, know, know

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
I love it when she vogue (yeah)
I’m on another dose (hey)
These diamonds on my neck dosey-doe
And the cash blows like snow (ooh)
I float in the truck like a kite (kite)
The timing, the timing is right
These niggas, they on thin ice
You can hate with all your might
I’m moving, my feeling mechanic
He don’t have no money, so can it
I think I’m a hopeless romantic
Kim Kardashians and many mansions (ooh)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
We all got one common goal
Third eye open, never close
I put that on my fucking soul
(I’m telling you I)
Know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know
Said I know, know, know, know

Chris Brown – Him Or Me

[Verse 1]
You the one always saying, I don’t treat you right babe
Don’t wanna go out and dance like we used to
Don’t wanna netflix and chill, girl you never in the mood

[Pre-Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, baby who the hell callin’ this late
Every other day the story change, if you ain’t really gonna love me
Baby I can leave
‘Cause I done been hurt I’m too weak for
How you gonna be mine if he’s yours (skrt skrt)
Baby you done took a detour, it’s fuckin’ me up
Tell the truth if you can’t do it, got me out here lookin’ stupid (got me)
Tell the truth (tell me), you give it to him too easily (what the fuck)

[Chorus]
Try to drink away the misery, too drunk too angry
Gotta come clean to figure it out, she cheated (gotta, I know it)
Too drunk too angry, girl that’s just fucked up I can’t believe it
Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, him or me
Who do you love? Him or me? gotta be, him him him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me?
Who do you love? she cheated, gotta be me, I know it, better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it, him him or me

[Verse 2]
When you played with my heart I heard a melody
Right now I ain’t see, cause I tryna find the pieces
Everything you said I did, you did to me
With this other guy, no-oh
You know he don’t got you like I do (he don’t, he don’t)
Don’t refuse, this gift I got for you
Deep down you know I
Guess I didn’t give you enough attention (no)
Guess I ain’t talked you enough into your business
Don’t even lie we talked about children
You said you weren’t ready
And I’m too crazy to have kids
She said I should live in the moment
Told me don’t put too much on it, told me don’t put too much on it

[Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, what if i? No, no
Too drunk too angry, gotta come clean to figure it out, oh, oh
She cheated, you’re cheating on me, I know it
Too drunk, too angry (too drunk)
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it (can’t believe it, baby)
Think you can lie? You gotta pick a side, him or me? (If its him or me, who do you love?)
Him or me? him him him or me? (ooh, gotta be)
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me (you cheated, who do you love?)
She cheated, gotta be, i know it, better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it, him him him or me

Pasxalis Terzis – Άστατος

Στο ‘χω πει και θα στο πω και άλλες δέκα:
δεν υπήρξα εγώ πιστός σε μια γυναίκα.
Δίχως παρεξήγηση
σου ’χω κάνει εξήγηση,
έτσι συνεχίζουμε
ή αλλιώς χωρίζουμε.

Είμαι άστατος πολύ
κι όπου θέλω θα πηγαίνω.
Μην κολλάς σ’ ένα φιλί,
σε μια αγάπη εγώ δε μένω.

Είμαι άστατος πολύ,
από δω κι εκεί γυρνάω.
Μην κολλάς σ’ ένα φιλί
γιατί εύκολα ξεχνάω.

Η καρδιά μου μόνο μια δεν αγαπάει,
άμα θέλεις μείνε εδώ και όσο πάει.
Μ’ άρεσες και σ’ άρεσα
μα στο ξεκαθάρισα,
ζεις με ό,τι νιώσαμε
ή αλλιώς τελειώσαμε.

New Radicals – You Get What You Give

Uh

Ooh

What, what, what, what
1, 2
1, 2, 3, ooh

Wake up, kids, we got the dreamers’ disease
Age 14, they got you down on your knees
So polite, we’re busy still saying please

Frienemies, who, when you’re down, ain’t your friend
Every night we smash a Mercedes-Benz
First we run, and then we laugh till we cry

But when the night is falling
You cannot find the light (Light)
You feel your dreams are dying
Hold tight

You’ve got the music in you
(Don’t let go)
You’ve got the music in you
(One dance left)
This world is gonna pull through
(Don’t give up)
You’ve got a reason to live
(Can’t forget)
We only get what we give

I’m comin’ home, baby
You’re the tops
Give it to me now

Four A.M., we ran the Miracle Mile
We’re flat broke, but, hey, we do it in style
The bad rich, God’s flying in for your trial
Ha-ha-ha

But when the night is falling
You cannot find a friend (Friend)
You feel your tree is breaking
Just bend

You’ve got the music in you
(Don’t let go)
You’ve got the music in you
(One dance left)
This world is gonna pull through
(Don’t give up)
You’ve got a reason to live
(Can’t forget)
We only get what we give

Ow

This whole damn world can fall apart
You’ll be okay, follow your heart
You’re in harm’s way, I’m right behind
Now say you’re mine

You’ve got the music in you
(Don’t let go)
You’ve got the music in you
(One dance left)
This world is gonna pull through
(Don’t give up)
You’ve got a reason to live
(Can’t forget)
We only get what we give
(Don’t let go)
I feel the music in you
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Fly high
What’s real can’t die

You only get what you give
You’re gonna get what you give
(Don’t give up)
Just don’t be afraid to leave

Health insurance ripoff lying
FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they’re multiplying
Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You’re all fakes, run to your mansions
Come around, we’ll kick your ass in

(Don’t let go)
(One dance left)
(Don’t give up)
(Can’t forget)
(Don’t let go)

Alice In Chains – Man In The Box

I’m the man in the box
Buried in my shit
Won’t you come and save me
Save me

Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Jesus Christ, deny your maker
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes now you’ve sewn them shut

I’m the dog who gets beat
Shove my nose in shit
Won’t you come and save me
Save me

Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Jesus Christ, deny your maker
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes now you’ve sewn them shut

Feed my eyes, can you sew them shut?
Jesus Christ, deny your maker
He who tries, will be wasted
Feed my eyes now you’ve sewn them shut

Clipse – Daytona 500 Lyrics

[Intro: Sandman]
One two, y’all
One two, y’all
One two, y’all
Yeah, Cannooon (Dig it)

[Verse One: Sandman]
Am I ever so ready?
Flow heavy, gon’ break the Richter scale
We up, Re-Up, got that in, raw and thin
Underground, bin by bin and in tin by tin

[Verse Two: Pusha T]
Turned will into drive to win, into the wheel
That the driver’s in, speed cracker, pink neck
Like lobster skin, open the door
The R-E-U-P emerges, the royal four

[Verse Three: Ab-Liva]
Crown prince, head wizard to the oils of ore [?]
Became accustomed to the spoils of war
Blue light special, cop for the low-low
Customary top is a no-no, Medina hot-stepping on Manolos

[Verse Four: Malice]
If you ain’t got mojo with oatmeal interior
The rarest of diamonds, mined in Nigeria
The fairest of them all, you can ask the mirror
Driver’s side of that GT, it couldn’t be clearer

[Verse Five: Sandman]
Haters, don’t hear ‘em, cross me, won’t spare ‘em
Shots tear ‘em apart, the pallbearer
Wakes, et cetera, cape, irregular, fate
Competitors face berettas, tryna stay ahead of us

[Verse Six: Pusha T]
Platinum bezel and band, man, that’s just the regulars
Just another reason to make them hoes treasure us
Admiring the splendor, scared ‘cause she remember
How a dope dealer had ruined the life of Kemba

[Verse Seven: Ab-Liva]
I was on with a blender and I was gone ’til November
And I was torn but I render, ’cause I was lured by the tender
The money, the cars, the fame, the bitches, the name
The glistening chain, the wrist blitzing the game, I’m frostbit

[Verse Eight: Malice]
Like it ain’t cost shit, you see what’s on the wrist
Put it to your ear, nigga, you don’t hear it tick
All you hear is *click* fucking with the clique
Like the Louie chess board, re-up is the court shit

[Verse Nine: Sandman]
Man, fuck that horseshit, the hardships, I been through ‘em
Brazilians and Benzes, I spend through ‘em
Chameleon, I blend in as hog shit
Black Card shit, pussy, that’s that bomb shit

[Verse Ten: Pusha T]
Pour Cris down her throat ’til the whore sick
Yellow rappers hit the floor, give ‘em jaundice
The fondest flows, an arm that glows
Four niggas in a row, ’86, pompous pose

[Verse Eleven: Ab-Liva]
Street-smart savvy, no conscious flows
I sell shit, nigga, to taunt your nose, the man, the music
The making, the king, the crown, the heir
My spot is sewed, take my place, nigga, ‘pon the throne

[Verse Twelve: Malice]
The game has grown, the charters have flown
South Beach Miami, where we toast Patron
The home with the statue, etched marble stone
Ship kis to the states via Boca Raton

Chevy Woods – Joint & a lighter Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa:
Well you know baby, it seems like things will never change
They still hate the player, and never hate the game

Chevy Woods:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

Chevy Woods & Wiz Khalifa:
Roll one(roll one)
Smoke one(smoke one)
I won’t tell(I won’t tell)
No one(no one)

And I know you won’t either(either)
But mama you a keeper(keeper)
You be on call every time a nigga need ya(need ya)
Ya know I get excited every time I get excited(excited)
Front backside till you say you wanna ride it(ride it)

Wiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods:
Uh, like one two, one two
Everything will be the same when Khalifa come through(oh my soul)
You a freak? Me too
And we keep it on the low, they don’t know what we do(fire)
Let em talk that’s cool
Ima put you in the car and Ima drop that roof(oh my soul)
They try to copy our moves, but everytime you get around me girl you know that..

Chevy Woods & Wiz Khalifa:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

Roll one(roll one)
Smoke one(smoke one)
I won’t tell(I won’t tell)
No one(no one)

Chevy Woods:
Put it all on the line
Girl I don’t wanna waste your time
Let me ease my mind
Girl I just rolled a joint you can light

Wiz Khalifa & Chevy Woods:
Uh, like one two, one two
Please don’t bring your girlfriend when you come through(oh my soul)
You know how we do
I’m with chev, if you bad you can meet the crew(fire)
Like one two, one two
If ya girl smoke weed, they can roll one too(oh my soul)
When I don’t see you baby, I be mad as hell
Roll with a G, girl you might as well

Chevy Woods:
You set my soul, on fire
We go together like a joint & a lighter
You get me so, inspired
I think I’m falling for you girl and I like it

I don’t wanna be a player
Baby I want you

SoMo – 50 Feet Lyrics

50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound
50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound

I’m around, baby I’m around
Underground, but you know I’m around
I was down, lately I’ve been down
Ran around, now I’m back I’m found

Pour the wine up
You’re silent
Why though?
You know you like
This style of
This side of
I know you like it

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine
You know it

Popped a pill
What’s the deal
I don’t feel it anymore
Popped, popped a pill
What’s that?
You know I’ve been down on the floor
I cried everyday
You know this ain’t real anymore
It’s a dream on the door
It’s a dream on the board
It’s the life & you warned me
Hold tighter
Reminiscing on old times
With my red lighter
Said you’d feel it in your throat
When I sing
You know what I mean
You know what I mean

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine

I fucked you right, I did
I loved you every single night
You know you like, that dear
You know I like it when I ride
You owe me all of it
You told me every single time
I’m holding on to it
I’m holding everything that’s mine
You know it

50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound
50 50 Feet up underground
You know I keep my feet on the sound

Azealia Banks – Icy Colors Change Lyrics

[Intro]
I see colors changing
Every holiday is amazing with you
Happy holidays to you, baby

[Verse 1]
How do you feel about the pale moon and stars above?
All alone I anticipate the first fresh blade of green
The young hydrangea blue, in bloom
Pink rhododendron too will all be gone by June
But now that we have grown so near beneath the August sun
Lover of mine, let’s catch some shade beneath the fading trees
Of all the seasons jewels, it took
One autumn afternoon to fall in love with you

[Verse 2]
The Benz is butter beige
I whip that Benz like “what a slay”
Got that good good
Make you wanna stay home for the holiday
This that flow you been missing
Dashing young Vixen
Fly like Blitzen, back on my business
Ice on my neck, frosty and vicious
What’s on your wishlist?
Got what you want, my love is like Christmas
Candles, kisses, diamonds frigid, fashion district
Sip this witches brew, first class ticket to you
Fantasies come true when I kick it with you
In the winter wonderland when you hold my hand
Come back on the block where the guns go blam
We pick out the tree like Amsterdam, damn

[Chorus]
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
I need your love
I see you through my rosy colored shades
Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
Bet I’ll keep you ’cause you’re my cozy candy cane
[?]
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
If I be yours and you’re mine
Every other day will be a holiday for me and you
When the leaves fall I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?

[Verse 3]
See lights in the night, you could feel it in the air
Party over here, we getting naughty over here
Santa Claus know I floss and shine, Rudolph
Talk – New York, style – catwalk
See me in the streets like “how much that cost?”
Can’t keep up with the queen, baby, that’s your loss
You know I get dough
Kiss from the lips under mistletoe
Now you in my spell, ringing up my cell, hitting jingle bells
It’s the hot coco, not for show
Lock n’ load, rock n’ roll, I gots to go
Pack your shit, start the whip
Ride with me, fly with me
Keep it real but you could lie with me
And you ain’t gotta say goodbye to me

[Chorus]
When the leaves fall, I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?
I need your love
I lay through my rosy colored shades
Sit on Santa’s sleigh for me
Bet I’ll keep you cause you’re my cozy candy cane
I need to see
When the leaves fall, I learn why
Icy colors change
We’re all the same, aren’t we?

[Outro]
A doe, a doe, a deer anew, a fawn
A doe, the day, the dew, the dawn
What sort of déjà vu’s upon us?
Wood blocks of A-B-C strewn through the hall
And gold champagne for two adorers
A song to celebrate our love
Red garland drapes the tree like you
When your arms are ’round my waist, I feel the world
Our love will grow and take us farther
Now I’ve a reverie of you and you’re a
You’re a ray, a view of sun
A star ablaze the moonlit water

James Blake – Vincent Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

[Chorus]
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

[Verse 2]
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in a violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand

[Chorus]
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

[Bridge]
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But I could’ve told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

[Verse 3]
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn on the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

[Outro]
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Fetty Wap – High Thoughts Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah babe
Gang gang gang gang
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yea

[Verse 1]
Shawty said she down to take a trip, yeah yeah
Shawty said she down to make a flip, yeah yeah
Smoke 28 grams with my Zips, yeah
And this Perc, it got me thinkin’ I’m the shit, yeah yeah
Talkin’ to lil shawty like this, yeah yeah
Baby is you gonna let me hit, yeah yeah
Baby is you rollin’ up the split, yeah yeah
Hopin’ all your friends is with the shits, yeah yeah
Baby we could build, we could cruise, yeah yeah
Fuckin’ with a winner, never lose, yeah yeah
Please don’t let your nigga make the news, yeah yeah
Niggas that be with me carry 2’s, yeah
Baby I’m the leader of the Zoo, yeah yeah
Gettin’ to it makin’ niggas move, yeah
Never known to follow niggas rules, yeah yeah
I’ma Itchy Boy, I’m Banga Ruul, yeah
Come and take a walk up in my shoes, yeah
5 million, went and blew it on the crew, yeah yeah
I was savin’ money like a Jew, yeah yeah
Went and spent 2 milli on my jewels, yeah
All my kids got more money than you, yeah
For my feature, I was bustin’ maneuvers, yeah
I was walkin’, they was takin’ the school bus, yeah
And my Ferrari, I just parked where my school was, yeah
Niggas hatin’, I don’t really give two fucks, yeah
Six Mercedes’, and I got me a few trucks, yeah
Seven Beamer’s, and you that they juiced up, yeah
Two Ferrari’s and they practically useless, yeah
Love my Audi, see me slidin’ with my bro
See me smilin’ cause I’m always countin’ dough
I be countin’ money everywhere I go
I’ma thug, watch she slidin’ down the pole
She gon’ beat it everywhere I go
She gon’ be like baby give me more
She fuck ‘round and meet me through the door
Oh, I’m like no
Have her takin’ off my watch and off my chain
From New Jersey to Japan, they know my name
You could usually catch me with my gang
We insane
That’s what I bang
Yeah!

Melanie Martinez – The Show Lyrics

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go I can’t do it alone I’ve tried
And I don’t know why

Slow it down
Make it stop
Or else my heart is going to pop
Cause it’s too much
Yeah, it’s a lot
To be something I’m not

I’m a fool
Out of love
Cause I just can’t get enough

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go I can’t do it alone I’ve tried
And I don’t know why

I am just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out
It’s bringing me down I know
I’ve got to let it go
And just enjoy the show

The sun is hot
In the sky
Just like a giant spotlight
The people follow the signs
And synchronize in time
It’s a joke
Nobody knows
They’ve got a ticket to that show
Yeah

I’m just a little bit caught in the middle
Life is a maze and love is a riddle
I don’t know where to go I can’t do it alone I’ve tried
And I don’t know why

I am just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out
It’s bringing me down I know
I’ve got to let it go
And just enjoy the show

I am just a little girl lost in the moment
I’m so scared but I don’t show it
I can’t figure it out
It’s bringing me down I know
I’ve got to let it go
And just enjoy the show

Just enjoy the show

Dum de dum
Dudum de dum

Just enjoy the show

Dum de dum
Dudum de dum

Just enjoy the show

I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back

Just enjoy the show

I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money back

Just enjoy the show

Chris Brown – Him Or Me Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You the one always saying, I don’t treat you right babe
Don’t wanna go out and dance like we used to
Don’t wanna netflix and chill, girl you never in the mood

[Pre-Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, baby who the hell callin’ this late
Every other day the story change, if you ain’t really gonna love me
Baby I can leave
Cause I done been heard I’m too weak for
How you gonna be mine if he’s yours (skrt skrt)
Baby you done took a detour, it’s fuckin’ me up
Tell the truth if you can’t do it, got me out here lookin’ stupid
Tell the truth (tell me), you give it to him too easily (what the fuck)

[Chorus]
Try to drink away the misery, too drunk too angry
Gotta come clean to figure it out, she cheated (I know it)
Too drunk too angry, girl that’s just fucked up I can’t believe it
Think you can lie, you gotta pick a side, him or me
Who do you love? Him or me? him him him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me?
Who do you love? she cheated, (I know it) better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it
Him him or me

[Verse 2]
When you played with my heart I heard a melody
Right now I ain’t see, cause I tryna find the pieces
Everything you said I did, you did to me
With this other guy, nooo
You know he don’t got you like I do
Don’t refuse, this gift I got for you
Deep down you know I
Guess I didn’t give you enough attention
Guess I didn’t [?] enough into your business
Don’t even lie we talked about children
You said you weren’t ready
And I’m too crazy to have kids
She said I should live in the moment
Told me don’t put too much on it, told me don’t put too much on it

[Chorus]
Your phone stay on vibrate, what if I?
Too drunk too angry, gotta come clean to figure it out
She cheated, I know it
Too drunk, too angry
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it
Think you can lie? You gotta pick a side, him or me? (who do you love?)
Him or me? him him him or me?
Better pick the right one, she cheated, him or me
She cheated, i know it, better pick the right one
Girl that shit fucked up I can’t believe it, him him him or me

Gabbie Hanna – 12 DAYS OF HATE COMMENTS! Lyrics

[VERSE 1: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the first day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
Some much needed therapy

[VERSE 2: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the second day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Low self-esteem…
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 3: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the third day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Three unsubscribers
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 4: Gabbie Hanna and Colleen Ballinger]
On the fourth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 5: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the fifth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 6: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the sixth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 7: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the seventh day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 8: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the eighth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Eight “delete your channel”
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 9: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the ninth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Nine-year-olds hating
Eight “delete your channel”
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 10: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the tenth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Ten “ur so cringey”
Nine-year-olds hating
Eight “delete your channel”
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 11: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the eleventh day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Eleven “ur not funny”
Ten “ur so cringey”
Nine-year-olds hating
Eight “delete your channel”
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[VERSE 12: Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
On the twelfth day of Christmas my YouTube gave to me…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Twelve “ur so ugly”
Eleven “ur not funny”
Ten “ur so cringey”
Nine-year-olds hating
Eight “delete your channel”
Seven “fuck your clickbait”
Six “please stop singing”
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger]
Please drink bleach…
[Gabbie Hanna]
Four comments saying
“I’m unsubscribing”
Low self-esteem
[Gabbie Hanna & Colleen Ballinger
And some much needed therapy!

[OUTRO: Gabbie Hanna (spoken]
Seriously, I really should go back. I wonder if my new insurance covers it
[Colleen Ballinger (spoken)]
Even if it doesn’t, you should go back

Hoodie Allen – Fakin (3 verse version) Lyrics

[Hook]
Why you always fakin’ on the net though?
Why you always flexing for the timeline?
Fakin’, fakin’, fakin’
Where your friends go?
Why you taking pictures of me all night?
But I’m not that nice of a dude
I might have to be rude
Why you always begging me for rent though?
Why you, why you, why, why you fakin’ fakin’?

[Verse 1]
Why you always, why you always fucking on me?
Just let go me
I’m with my homies, and you don’t know me
We ain’t that close, bitch we ain’t that close
You should, you should already know
A-already know
You came into my party, asking for a plus-three
I’m like “are your friends bad?”
She replied “just trust me”
Feeling kinda Irish, I’m always getting lucky
So many girls call me daddy, I should fight for custody
My life like The Oscars, critics say it’s must see
All my haters love me, that’s why they never bug me
Your girl is probably going home with me ’cause you ugly
I’mma take her phone so she don’t got no pictures of me –
Paparazzi

[Hook]
Why you always fakin’ on the net though?
Why you always flexing for the timeline?
Fakin’, fakin’, fakin’
Where your friends go?
Why you taking pictures of me all night?
But I’m not that nice of a dude
I might have to be rude
Why you always begging me for rent though?
Why you, why you, why, why you fakin’, fakin’?

[Verse 2]
Why you always fakin’?
You must have been mistaken
I look like I’m a movie star, bitch I’m Kevin Bacon
I need more separation, so get these people off this
And I don’t lead the office without seven figure offers
Oh you wanna, Oh you wanna be my baby tonight
Oh you wanna, Oh you wanna come on this flight
Oh you wanna, Oh you wanna tell your friends what I’m like
Oh you wanna, Oh you wanna I’m really all about it, nah

[Hook]
Why you always fakin’ on the net though?
Why you always flexing for the timeline?
Fakin’, fakin’, fakin’
Where your friends go?
Why you taking pictures of me all night?
But I’m not that nice of a dude
I might have to be rude
Why you always begging me for rent though?
Why you, why you, why, why you fakin’, fakin’?

[Verse 3]
Fakin’ and bakin’
I’m done with the hand shaking
Dap it up on me we cool
Everything negative, you’re way too late again
Girls in they get in my pool
Fuck what you saying, I might be Jamaican
They tell me I’m some kind of jerk
Drop the beat I go berzerk
Homie I’m puttin’ in work
Got in my back again, still Billy Madison
Still eating lunch and dessert
People keep talking, their guns will be floppin’
I’m ignoring every word
Painting, I’m painting, I’m painting the picture
They tryin’ to tell me what it’s worth
I swear that I might be the dopest motherfucker off of this planet, on Earth
I did it since birth, I tell you my plans
It ain’t no secret that I’ve been the man
I am just saying this shit’s to be saying it
I am just saying it ’cause I c-can, ’cause I c-can
I’ll even stutter
These bitches don’t know you, they don’t even bother
‘Cause my bigget fan is also your mother
I swear they be playing this every summer, so

[Hook]
Why you always fakin’ on the net though?
Why you always flexing for the timeline?
Fakin’, fakin’, fakin’
Where your friends go?
Why you taking pictures of me all night?
But I’m not that nice of a dude
I might have to be rude
Why you always begging me for rent though?
Why you, why you, why, why you fakin’, fakin’?

[Outro]
Fakin’, Fakin’
Fakin’, Fakin’
Fakin’, Fakin’

P Money – Kings & Aces Lyrics

[Verse 1: P Money]
My mind is on fire ’cause when I write bars down
I swear to God, I burn the paper
P money merks like a new shape A-Class
So powerful, no hero could save ya
My mind is so creative
It’s like having the thoughts of a scientist and a painter
Out on the roads from day to day still
Make dough like a ba-ba-baker
I keep doing the flows and running the roads
Until my fans spread out across Asia
P Money’s gone, I’m the south side saviour
Can’t catch me, I’m a quick gear changer
Not normal, I’m special like the guy that was born in a manger
Slow down, do yourself a favour
Don’t get due of cheesy like a Quaver
‘Cause I’m hot like your girl’s hair straightner
I know why man wants to be a hater
‘Cause my mixtape’s dope like an action film
And this sick bar is [?]
These bars, they will blaze ya
I will make you wanna change sides like a traitor
You could be fast like a Formula car
I’ll bring the car to a halt like an engine failure

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces

[Verse 2: Castro]
Okay, yeah, let me explain something to you fam, yeah, yeah I’m exceptional
So expect nothing but excellence out of this intellectual
C4, he’s controversial
Still underground, not commercial
On the Underground, shotting commercial
More white powder than a box of Percil
When I step in the club, more bums get slapped than a Asda commercial
Hoes jump in the whip and we zoom, zoom, zoom like the Mazda commercial
Straight to the telly, no spitting bars
Straight to the belly, whipping off bras
Gal tried come drink off my Henny and not give me any, she better strip fast

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces

[Verse 3: Blacks]
You’re not a bad boy man, I know bad boys
Calm down, why you acting like that?
[?] you don’t act like that
Fake but I won’t say back any fact
It’s me, it’s Blacks, it’s me, it’s Blacks
I’m normal but they think that I’m bad
I’m like “Rah, how fucked is that?”
They just hear me and they reload me back
Don’t even come show with no strap
Make sure [?] are holding
Don’t run out ’cause you’ll be holding
[?]
Lick it down, with your boys all pile up
Blacks is so sick, I bet I get signed up
You’re jack in a box, man don’t get wind up
Are you dumb?

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces

[Verse 4: [?]]
Yo, slow down, yeah
Look, I heard your tunes on Logan’s show and all you’re talking about is clapping a tool
Then I done research on your pricks, I find out you ain’t got backs like a stool
I’m on this music ting, I’m gonna take these emcees back into school
Imagine these guys all back into sports, all back in their shorts, all catching a ball
They think I’m slipping, [?] ain’t slipping, [?] ain’t lacking at all
New Year’s Eve, I was in my yard
On my ones, writing bars
You man were having a ball
Spending money and acting a fool
Think I’m talking shit, blud you’re a walking prick, why you acting a fool?

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces

[Verse 5: Vortex]
Don’t think I’m not about it, I’ve got [?]
Suck your mum sideways, I’m gonna shout it
I’m about it, about it
How’s this get [?]
I’m a better person [?]
But watch if I flip though
Jump in the skip bro
If you wanna skip bro
Watch how it flips though
[?]
Hammer this big
Justice bit
Blud just spit
[?] (Come outside if you’re bad enough)
Watch me get [?]
[?] will have it, I’ll slap him like magic
Go back to business
‘Cause [?]

[Hook]
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces
You emcees are wasted
Your flow’s weak and basic
You’ve got us confused
We’re all kings and aces

Ugly God – Lettetznow Lyrics

[Intro]
808milli, nigga
Thanks Ugly God

[Hook: Ugly God & Jacin Trill]
Ay, here’s a few things you need to now
Yeah, my wrist iced out, I let it snow
There’s been a few times I could’ve fucked your ho
But I didn’t have the time, I’m on the road
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Net de kerstman chill ik met je ho
Jouw bitch zit bij me op schoot
Ze ziet m’n ice en ze wordt rood

[Verse 1: Ugly God]
Tengo uno Tech y tengo esos check
Yo ‘toy con tu novia, ella me da neck
No ‘toy hablando mucho porque solo quiero sex
Ya tú sabes KLK tengo su pussy wet, yeah yeah
Disrespect, I’m shooting at your neck, yeah yeah
I’m rich as fuck and I ain’t gotta flex, yeah yeah
All these clones following my steps, yeah yeah
But I’m straight ’cause I’mma just perplex, yeah yeah
And I just wanna fuck, bitch
So where’s you tryna fuck, bitch
Ay, I keep that ’30 tucked, bitch
Run upon me, better duck, bitch

[Hook: Ugly God & Jacin Trill]
Ay, here’s a few things you need to now
Yeah, my wrist iced out, I let it snow
There’s been a few times I could’ve fucked your ho
But I didn’t have the time, I’m on the road
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Net de kerstman chill ik met je ho
Jouw bitch zit bij me op schoot
Ze ziet m’n ice en ze wordt rood

[Verse 2: Jacin Trill]
Ze ziet m’n ice en ze wordt rood
Die Off-White maakt d’r bloot
Alles wat ik drink is zoet
Alles wat ik drink is zoet
Ik ben in LA met Ugly God
Ze blijven ons maar na doen, ja dat is fucked up
Heb een regenboog altijd in de bag
Ze valt m’n dm aan net een attack
Al mijn ice bling, bling
Alles wat ik doe is win, win
Al mijn ice bling, bling
Alles wat ik doe is win, win

[Hook: Ugly God & Jacin Trill]
Ay, here’s a few things you need to now
Yeah, my wrist iced out, I let it snow
There’s been a few times I could’ve fucked your ho
But I didn’t have the time, I’m on the road
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Net de kerstman chill ik met je ho
Jouw bitch zit bij me op schoot
Ze ziet m’n ice en ze wordt rood

[Outro]
Thanks Ugly God
808milli, nigga

Bones – CharacterSelect Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You ain’t really high on the zip zips (boy)
You could do it to one named Zip Zip (nada)
Zero competition so they bitch piss
I get on this stage and this whip rip
They say they don’t wanna do it like you do, Bones
You radiating some like your Bluetooth on
The glimmer in the night
You’re the hope that we owe
I, shit, but of course, it’s the flow that put me on

[Hook x2]
Early in the morning
Cutting up roses [roaches?]
Stretching and yawning (fuck)
SESH made an [opponent?]
What’s an opponent? It’s been so long since I’ve known one

[Bridge]
Creep boy, creep boy, creep, talk shit
Always hit your bitch, you ain’t fucking with the clique
Acting like this, you get thrown in a pitch
Only face to face when I talk off of this

Wait, wait, wait
I’ve been waiting on you
Wait, wait, wait
I’ve been waiting on you
What?

[Verse]
You ain’t really high with the zip zips (boy)
You could do it to one named Zip Zip (nada)
Zero competition so they bitch pissed
I get on this stage and this whip rip
What?

[Verse 2]
Hitting on you, must be new to the game
Where were you when [?]
Where were you when me and Chris made that SeaBeds
Bitch ready, get ready, I’ll take you to sea
This melody drop, I get it done
Fuck with them stories, you ain’t from the block
Dodging them shots, you been folding your sock
Acting like you out here, but no you was not