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Way longer – Future feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Future – Way longer

I don’t know what the f*ck is wrong with these niggas
We got money way longer than these niggas
They gon turn your casket over when they kill you
They break it down and tear you open before they bill you. (way longer)(x6)

We take them b***h nigga to Bleveland then we kill him (soowoo!)
Trick or treat, b***h, I’m hot as a skillet
Man, I’ve been high for so long, gon lost my feelings (oh my God)
Nigga play with JT, swear to god I’ma lose my ceilings
I got in touch with the racks and I ran ’em up for my kiddies
I spent like fifty whole racks, f*ck up my voice and my kidneys
Young Thug got cheese like croissants versuri-lyrics.info
My shoes don’t got shoestrings so therefore I lace the blunt
Sittin’ in the helicopter, watching these roaches
I’ma pop em all, pop em all, pop em all (pop em all)
Run into yo b***h and told her three things
Drop them draws, drop them draws, drop them draws (drop them b***h)
Pour up a four and take a pill but these ain’t Tylenol
I’m on a one five .., child lock, Young Future gon top you all

I don’t know what the f*ck is wrong with these niggas
We got money way longer than these niggas (woah)
They gon turn your casket over when they kill you (ah)
They break it down and tear you open before they bill you (woah)
I don’t know what the f*ck is wrong with these niggas (with these niggas)
We got money way longer than these niggas (woah)
They gon turn your casket over when they kill you (ah)
They break it down and tear you open before they bill youuu.
Future lyrics
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Malibu – Desiigner lyrics

Lyrics Desiigner – Malibu

I’m with the gang up in Malibu
Don’t let my niggas embarrass you
Don’t let my dogs embarrass you (Yeah)
My niggas, they comin’ with parachutes
We jump off the jet with the parachutes
She poppin’ the Xanies, the edible
I got my gang up in Malibu
I have my niggas come challenge you.

That nigga drive through with them Challengers
Jump out the window with calibers
I got your b***h in Miami, bruh (Hey)
I got her swallowin’ Xanies, bruh
I got her swallowing Plan B, bruh
Niggas they talk and I smack ’em
Let the geographists map ’em
Then we run up and we clap ’em
In the Bentley, I got mad room
And my driver, he a baboon
Bad b***h with Chanel on
Next to me with her head down
Watch me hit her with the fast moves
Watch me hit her with the mack moves
Now we gettin’ in the bathroom
Now we gettin’ in the bathroom
Now the bed in the bathroom
Gettin’ head in the bathroom
Gettin’ s*x in the bathroom
Special Ed. like the classroom.

We that, we shred
He that, read that
He dead, we clap
You talk, we crack
She trap, she trap
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Need that, need pack
She got pounds, hundred bricks
If a nigga need that.

I just f*ckin’ with the vowels
DJ turnin’ up the volume
Made a song called “Slap A Nigga”
Then I put it on the iTunes
Then I put it on my iTunes
Then I put it on my myTunes
You be lookin’ for it, find tunes
You be tryna go to find tunes
I get it on the iTunes
I be gettin’ it on the iTunes
I be chillin’ with the right goons
And they chillin’ with the rice spoons.

I’m with the gang up in Malibu
Don’t let my niggas embarrass you
Don’t let my dogs embarrass you
My niggas, they comin’ with parachutes
We jump off the jet with the parachutes
She poppin’ the Xanies, the edibles
I got my gang up in Malibu
I have my niggas come challenge you
I’m with the gang up in Malibu
Don’t let my niggas embarrass you
Don’t let my dogs embarrass you
My niggas, they comin’ with parachutes
We jump off the jet with the parachutes
She poppin’ the Xanies, the edibles
I got my gang up in Malibu
I have my niggas come challenge you.

Trench, trench
Trench, trench
Trench, trench
Trench, trench
Trench
You niggas
Bench, yeah
Bench, yeah
Bench, yeah
Bench, yeah
Bench, yeah
Bench, yeah
I’m ballin’ like it’s
Swish, yeah
Swish, yeah
Swish, yeah
Swish, yeah
Swish, yeah
Swish, yeah.

Money take trips to my avenue, huh
Bullets fly through on my avenue, huh
You gettin’ hit up, they baggin’ you, huh
Take a roundtrip ’round my avenue, huh
I do not know what that dagger do, huh
You do not know what this swagger do
CashMoneyAp, that swagger rules
CashMoneyAp, that swagger rules
I’m in my thoughts, I’m vanishing
I jump off my jet and don’t land it, bruh
I gave her the Xanies, she Xanied up
I gave her the Xanies, she Xanied up
I gave me some Xanies, I’m Xanie f*cked, huh
I gave me some Xanies, I’m Xanie f*cked
.., huh
.., huh
(Hey!)

I’m with the gang up in Malibu
Don’t let my niggas embarrass you
Don’t let my dogs embarrass you
My niggas, they comin’ with parachutes
We jump off the jet with the parachutes
She poppin’ the Xanies, the edible
I got my gang up in Malibu
I have my niggas come challenge youuu.
Desiigner lyrics
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Chris Brown – Questions Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, you deal with

[Verse 1]
From the moment you was dancing in the party, pushing all on me
Giving everything, you’re giving everything tonight
And if you thought you could get away from me and get away from me
Girl, just take your time (time, time), you’re coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
She only love me ’cause I’m dangerous (dangerous, oh yeah)
That pum pum something like angel dust (angel dust, some’)
Girl, let me hold ya, put mi ting all around ya
Make me feel like I own ya, kill the poon like a warrior, get that pum like

[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya (I got)
Can I get an answer? (An answer)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got a question for ya (girl, I got)
Can I get an answer? (Can I get an answer?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (oh woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
Let me hold you
Come caress my body
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on
Baby, let me love you
Put your arms around me
You got me going crazy
You turn me on, turn me on, yeah

[Chorus]
Girl, I got a question for ya
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Girl, I got a question for ya (oh)
Can I get an answer?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (woo, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Wale – My Love (feat. Major Lazer, Wizkid & Dua Lipa)

[Intro: Dua Lipa]
Yeah
Ahh
Yeah

[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]
You’ve been here, but you’ve been missin’ for some time now
Yeah, yeah
Every time I see you, it’s a different vibe now
Yeah, oh
I can’t help but let you just slip away
Can we get back what we had yesterday?

[Pre-Chorus: Wale & Dua Lipa]
If I ride with you, better know that I’mma ride for you
Bet I’d use a gun and knife for you
I ain’t finna choose the side over you, yeah
If I ride with you, ain’t nothin’ to provide for you
Ain’t nobody in my life like you
Ain’t nobody gonna shine like you

[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
Show me my love, oh God
Show me sweet love, yeah
Show me my love, oh yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
See, show me my love
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa

[Verse 2: Wale]
My team, team, we on that new ting
My mink draggin’ like it’s Liu Kang
My show packed, all the dimes there
But I be fallin’ back from all the loose change
I drop the top on that new thing
My chocolate broad, they rock Gucci
Gotta know it’s impossible to stop Folarin
Got the box, I want the new thing, yeah

[Refrain: Wale]
She gon’ show out, show out
Before its wahala, "Roll out, roll out," mmm, yeah
She gon’ show out, show out
Before you break it down, girl, roll out, roll out

[Pre-Chorus: Wale]
If I ride with you, better know that I’mma ride for you
Better know that we can live for each other
That don’t mean I gotta die for you

[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
Show me my love, oh God
Show me sweet love, yeah
Show me my love, oh yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
See, show me my love
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa

[Bridge: Wale & Dua Lipa]
Uh, yeah, bring ’em out, bring ’em out
Hard to hear, too many girls in the house, ayy
Bring ’em out, bring ’em out
I started here, I got the buzz and the clout
I know, I know she got it all, but got nothin’ to hold
Every time I saw her, not too many know
She ain’t really hard, she act because she hurt, duh
And I can be your last
Leave the past with your first

[Chorus: Wizkid & Dua Lipa]
Show me my love, oh God
Show me sweet love, yeah
Show me my love, oh yeah
Show me sweet love, yeah
See, show me my love
Show me sweet love, yeah
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa
Show me my love
Show me sweet love, yeah
Love, whoa, whoa, whoa

Foster The People – Doing It For The Money

[Chorus 1]
Just close your eyes
We’re gonna run this light
We live our lives
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
Baby, we lost our minds
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Get what we can
We’re not doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money

[Verse 1]
Is it wrong to rock the booze?
We gotta strike a match and light the fuse
Now I’m never looking back
It’s time to leave the future with the past

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I said it doesn’t matter where I go
I am calling all the poets in the battle
I am shouting to the world
Let them know that we won’t
Be afraid to step into the fight
When you can’t see the light

[Chorus]
So close your eyes
We’re gonna run this light
We live our lives
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
Baby, we lost our minds
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Get what we can
We’re not doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money

[Verse 2]
But if you die I’m a soldier up
You better learn to shoot or learn to duck
There’s no retreat and no escape
If we can dream then why are we wide awake?

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I said it doesn’t matter where I go
I am calling all the prophets into the battle
I am never going to change who I am
I won’t bend under the pressure
When my back’s on the ropes
I said it doesn’t matter where I go
I am staring down the barrel of a gun
We are shouting to the world
Let them know that we are
Not afraid to step into the fight
When we can’t see the light

[Chorus]
So close your eyes
We’re gonna run this light
We live our lives
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
Baby, we lost our minds
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Get what we can
We’re not doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money

[Bridge]
Well it’s a silicone rush
And I’m addicted
I don’t understand it
The winner starts kill switch
Saying what I want to
The pleasure comes with pain too
Mostly it’s another fight
When it’s slowly coming after you

[Chorus]
So close your eyes
We’re gonna run this light
We live our lives
Yeah, we’re not wasting time
Baby, we lost our minds
We’re gonna get, gonna get
Get what we can
We’re not doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money
Doing it for the money

Jamila Woods – LSD (feat. Chance The Rapper)

[Verse 1: Jamila Woods]
A body of water inside me
Reminds me of oceans, though I’ve never known one
I’m born by a cold one
It’s only a small one compared
To the coast, I prefer it to most
I like water that don’t burn my eyes when they open
I won’t let you get inside
My city like my skin, it’s so pretty
If you don’t like it, just leave it alone

[Pre-Hook: Jamila Woods]
You gotta love me like I love the lake
You wanna love me, better love the lake
You gotta love me like I love the lake
You wanna love me, better love the lake
You didn’t think I really had it like that
You ain’t think we really had it like that
You didn’t think I really had it like that
Matter fact, we can swim in it
I know you wanna get in it
[Hook: Jamila Woods]
Get on the highway, highway, baby
You’ll get in my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
And we don’t ever leave the ground
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
This here ain’t for no Vice doc
This here ain’t for no Spike op
But since I was one like a cyclops
I run up some stairs on a bike cop
I shake up some hands on the right block
Block club president, night watch
My niggas was real when the mic dropped
I put ’em in my will like a bike lock
Got family in Gary and STL, I got cousins in Milwaukee
I got family in Detroit and ATL, I got an auntie that steal our Wii
We the number one gentrified
Run inside, gimme my land, the new Chi tits’ perky
Face lift and makeshift spaces
Invest the rest in a number 25 Knicks jersey
Grass is greener in Pasadena or Catalina by the water
Where the overlap between bullet holes and backpacks couldn’t be farther
And I’m supposed to father my daughter?
She the princess in the dragon’s lair
I’m a dragon slayer, I can’t fly away
This on hide away, I gotta find a way

[Hook: Jamila Woods]
Get on the highway, highway, baby
You’ll get in my way, my way, baby
See, we can fly away, fly away, baby
And we don’t ever leave the ground
No, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no

[Outro: Jamila Woods]
I will never leave you
I’m everything you made me
Even when you break me down
The water always saves me
I could never leave you
I’m only what you make me
Even though you break my heart
The water’s gonna save me

Curren$y – Don’t Wait For Me

Yeah
Yup
I want to get out this booth and roll a joint so bad
We gon’ smoke this motherfucker quick
Yeah
We gonna have to try to one take Jake it
(?) to roll me something
Shout out to my homie Dolph
You smoked your verse on the album too
Motion Picture Soundtrack coming soon
One love to everyone in a wraith
Yup

When I park I cut my wheels so you can see my rims
Got the gold 24’s on a Rolls for the win
Bitches trying to go where get in where you fit in
I’m not free ’til January or February, can you wait ’til then?
I got so much cash to get hustle on (?)
Its the only thing there is so mama there it is
We got orders to ship
We got products to ship
Cooking dope in there (?) cause the streets need a fix
Broke niggas ain’t shit ‘cept to a broke bitch
And a ho with no dough’s a ho you won’t see me with
Got the game from some pimps, I stayed in my own lane
Though occasionally my Mac Daddy ways get me paid
All I need is dope, fresh kicks, and element lemonade
Smoking major as I sit in my hammock in the shade
Don’t play with me
‘Cause you’ll get played
I’m the captian of this ship, ain’t no ho getting saved
You just gon’ drown waiting for me to reach out for you babe
Don’t wait for me
Wait for your nigga
He the one gon’ come in there and watch them movies with you
I’m the one gon’ keep it moving right after I hit you
Use your decoration towels, wipe off them I’m splitting
Don’t wait for me
Don’t play with me
Don’t hate on me
Make way for me

Dizzy Wright – I Can’t Keep Fallin (feat. Che’le)

[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
This shit is deeper than you think

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
From cross roads to seeing to how we cross paths
Day and night I work on them visions
Pen to the paper before I let all my thoughts pass
Only the Lord knows how many hours I’ve given
I been consistent but I guess that ain’t the point right
Somebody got to tell me if I’m tripping
‘Cause I’m misunderstanding something I ain’t seeing your energy not complimenting your spirit
Sound like demons around me
If you don’t believe then why you act like you like being around me
Learning that money was the root to the evil around me
This shit get deep ’cause I’m seeing what people think about me
Never been weak but I’m loyal to the soil without benefiting off every mother fucking independent move for me
And all of my G’s
Life will teach you all your blessings ain’t gon’ come with a treat
I realize this friendship ain’t cheap

[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
This shit is deeper than you think

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
I took 1 step forward and got knocked back 2
Point blank complain but I’m not that dude
Like CNN we can’t just talk about bad news
I’m talking to my real friends making asshole moves
This shit is comedy
I was too focus on the conglomery
Instead of them percentages when the pack came through
Learned lesson loyalty will have you burn bridges
Hard feelings turned to full confirm pressure
Wait a minute
Learning the business and I can start to feel the tension building
They don’t know I’m in my feelings I’m a villain
Ain’t no more chilling ain’t no more riding no waves
Look at the sky to the only women I praise
I tell ’em
I can not get locked in a cage so I might meet you so
So don’t act like I won’t kick you in your stomach and burst your fucking apendix
Lost hope can always be reinvented
I know one thing

[Hook: Dizzy Wright & Chelle]
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling no no no
I can’t keep falling for the bullshit that they feeding me
I can’t keep falling no no no
This shit is deeper than you think

[Outro: Chelle]
I can’t keep falling for this shit they feeding me
I can’t keep falling for this shit they feeding me

Young RJ – Issues (feat. BJ The Chicago Kid)

(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Problems

(BJ The Chicago Kid)
You know I rep for my city
You know I rep for my fam
Just like I got the dope boyz with me
Just like we don’t give a damn

[Hook]
Everybody got issues
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
Lord knows we got our issues
Everybody got issues
Niggas know they got issues
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Problems

[Verse 1]
But dealing with, it seem systematic
This ain’t really republic or democratic …it’s a bigger … issue
Like white women wanting to be thicker, injections making they lips bigger sound like a sister
Kids workin years shit for no pension
Kids raising kids, the cycle never ends
That’s the issue
Tryna buy back time with dollar i deposit but it ain’t that simple
1,000$ denims but yo baby momma rent due
You even bought j’s, for u even got paid
Tennis chains on we all new slaves
You gon see who thirsty when the well dwindle
I got issues to attend to
Y’all ain’t doing what men do
On point the ginsu, like im driving 10-2
Throw some carties on, u can see the shit im into look i ain’t embarrassed to hide it

[Hook]
Everybody got issues
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
Lord knows we got our issues
Everybody got issues
Niggas know they got issues
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Problem

[Verse 2]
But still they don’t fix em, They throw them tantrums, in need of attention niggas crying out to twitter and instagram it sad records ain’t selling labels going in debt, now its PR stunts and fake beef all over the net
When the game gone be about the music again look, you can lie and pretend I refuse to bend I
Keep my foot on they neck plus a noose in hand, grand after grand we buying back land
Obama gone who gone care about the black man less we stand for ourselves, lending both hands out to help each other so they can gain common wealth, respect each other so we can stop getting killed, neglect the frauds they hiding out when it’s real my nigga if you listen you can tell how I feel, look I ain’t embarrassed to hide

[Hook]
Everybody got issues
Every nigga got a problem, we just try na solve em, Lord know we got our issues, Niggas is out here dying, momma out here crying lord know we got our issues
Ima spit 16 bars hopefully I touch 16 hearts
Lord knows we got our issues
Everybody got issues
Niggas know they got issues
(BJ The Chicago Kid)
Intro Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Issues O, Issues O, Issues
Problems

[Outro]
We all got em I’m man enough to say
It’s ok God made me feel that way
If I’ma have it I’m a have it my way
Tomorrow ain’t promised today we gotta get paid

Rich Chigga – Glow Like Dat

[Chorus]
I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud
Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey
Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up
You live in my head without a doubt
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus
Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
Think about you every time I see your drawers

[Verse 1]
I be on my Mac Demarco shit, break my heart then smoke a cig, even put some cloves in it
Don’t test me because my skin ain’t thick, hit your walls I need my fix, pull up on you I need
Way more witchu had too much of these hoes
Never told you bout the summer that I spent with my bros
Doin’ things like your legs just gon stay open now they closed
Thought I’d fix the road but now you out here flying on your own, nah

[Pre-Chorus]
I was just thinkin’ bout you and it made me think of colors of the space
70 miles up in my coupe and not a thought bout stepping on my brakes

[Chorus]
I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud
Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey
Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up
You live in my head without a doubt
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus
Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
Think about you every time I see your drawers

[Verse 2]
All these parties I attend but never know the celebration
I let you do what you want no need for explanation
You go thru my mind all day all night it feels like immigration
One of these days I’ll fuck around and book a flight up to Manhattan
Don’t wanna see you go but I’d do the same as you
Don’t see why you would go back to seeing me when you
Didn’t wanna hurt my feelings but I couldn’t get a clue
Didn’t wanna seem perceiving bout the things that you pursue

[Pre-Chorus]
I was just thinkin’ bout you and it made me think of colors of the space
70 miles up in my coupe and not a thought bout stepping on my brakes

[Chorus]
I done seen you glow like that I must say that I’m proud
Thinkin bout the times when you would go into my house, hey
Had to let you go like that I’d say it fucked me up
You live in my head without a doubt
Always anxious, got your picture on my necklace
Say I’m smart but never seen a day of campus
Gave me nani don’t be sorry we just reckless
Think about you every time I see your drawers

[Outro]
I be on my Mac Demarco shit, break my heart then smoke a cig, even put some cloves in it
Don’t test me because my skin ain’t thick, hit your walls I need my fix, pull up on you I need

PnB Rock – Heart Racing

[Intro]
Yeah
Got my heart racing
Can’t wait till we all make it
Oh yeah, yeah yeah

[Hook]
I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating
Ohhh I be heart breaking
I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it
Yeah, till we all make it
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it
Driving in that foreign got my heart racing
Chasin’ all this money got my heart racing

[Verse 1]
Man I swear this right here might be my theme song
I don’t leave the house if I don’t got my chains on
Sorry baby I can’t cuff you bitch I ain’t gone
I just wanna smoke dope and get my lean on
Get my dream on, put my whole team on
Cut some snakes off that tried to get their scheme on
Fuck it though that’s life, I just bought some new ice
I just crashed a new foreign, only drove the bitch twice
I used to eat gravy and rice, now I can eat steak every night
I can take a nigga wife, i fuck her she won’t stay the night
Remember bitches tried to play me
Now them same hoes chase me
Man this lifestyle crazy but I will never get lazy

[Hook]
I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating
Ohhh I be heart breaking
I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it

[Verse 2]
I swear I can’t wait till we all make it
Whole team passports going them far places
Houses wit all of them acres, rollie’s with all them big faces
Ain’t no more catching new cases, smiles on all of our faces
Man it’s crazy how we came up from nothing
We was just on the block fucking hustling
Selling them rocks and ducking them cops, fucking that work all up in the pot
Beefing wit nigga’s from right down the block
Pulling all nighters and X’n out opps
Now it’s all these bad bitches at my hotel
Remember my phone only used to ring for coke sales
Now I’m on tour doing shows now
Heart racing chasing paper on the road now

[Hook]
I’m just grinding with my gang until we all make it
Chasing all this money got my heart racing
I can’t fuck with niggas they be all hating
It’s funny how these bitches think we all dating
Ohhh I be heart breaking
I can’t fuck wit bitches they be all chasing
Driving in this foreign got my heart racing
I swear I can’t wait until we all make it

Quincy – Late Night Flex

Baby this ain’t confession,
but tell me your lies, tell me your lies
This is not misdirection (oh no)
not a disguise (oh yeah, oh yeah)
Girl I want the truth about your flaws
all, good and bad, lying is wrong
I wanna know about the things you never heard
The things you want
all for you to have it all, have it all
Those pieces of me in your hand
I left so you’d understand
I’ll never love anyone like,
anyone like you

I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
Girl I wanna be your man,
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
I just wanna be honest, I just wanna be true
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I just wanna be honest, I just wanna be true
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I need you, ’cause everything’s right, everything’s right
And baby the next time I see you
No make up, no lies, oh yeah, oh yeah
Girl I want the truth about your flaws
all, good and bad, lying is wrong
I wanna know about the things you never heard
The things you want, I’ll be glad to give
all for you to have it all, have it all

I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
Girl I wanna be your man (girl I wanna be your man)
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low (on the low)
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
Those pieces of me in your hand
I left so you’d understand
I’ll never love anyone like, one like you
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend,
Girl I wanna be your man (girl I wanna be your man)
But if you wanna be a late night flex on the low
girl I would understand, alright (na na na)
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
I just wanna be honest (honest), I just wanna be true (true)
I ain’t talking bout anyone if ain’t talking ’bout you
(Oh oh. No no.)
(Guitar Solo)

Luke Combs – When It Rains It Pours

Sunday morning, man, she woke up fighting mad
Bitching and moaning on and on ’bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good as gone
And then when Thursday came around, I was all alone

So I went for a drive to clear my mind, ended up at a Shell on I-65

Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong
I was caller number five on a radio station, won a four-day, three-night, beach vacation
Deep sea, senorita, fishing down in Panama
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore
Oh lord, when it rains it pours

Now she was sure real quick to up and apologize
When she heard about my new found luck on that FM dial
And it’s crazy how, lately now, it just seems to come in waves
What I thought was gonna be the death of me was my saving grace

It’s got me thinking that her leaving is the only logical reason

That I got the last spot in the Hooter’s parking lot
And the waitress left her number on my check with a heart
She picked up on the first ring when I gave her a call
And I only spent five bucks at the Moose Club Raffle
Won a used four-wheeler and three free passes
For me and two of my buddies to play a round of golf
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore
Oh lord, when it rains it pours
When it rains it pours

And I’ve been on a hell of a redneck road for three weeks now
And it all started on the day that she walked out

Then I won a hundred bucks on a scratch off ticket
Bought two twelve packs and a tank of gas with it
She swore they were a waist of time, oh, but she was wrong
I was caller number five on a radio station, won a four-day, three-night, beach vacation
Deep sea, senorita, fishing down in Panama
And I ain’t gotta see my ex future mother-in-law anymore
Oh lord, when it rains it pours
When it rains it pours

Papa Roach – American Dreams

[Verse 1]
It feels like, American Dreams caught on fire
We’re tearing down the white picket fences
A soldier bleeds, and a soldier dies
Have you ever thought that war was a sickness
I’m a son of it, fucked up from it
Casualty of my family ‘cause of it
We dare to dream, or live to die
Reunited by the truth at the right time

[Pre-Chorus]
Something’s wrong here
Or so it seems
Cause I’m not sleeping in

[Chorus]
American Dreams, American lies
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
So give me the truth
Don’t tell me your lies
Cause it’s harder to breathe
When you’re buried alive
By American Dreams

[Verse 2]
With every bullet hole, there’s a blood stain
Another family that’s struggling to keep sane
Cause their neighborhood, ain’t a safe place
Got us all wearing black every Sunday
And I’m growing numb to the violence
Sing along to the sounds of the sirens
We’re trying to keep ourselves alive
But it’s hard to get by when it feels like

[Pre-Chorus]
Something’s wrong here
Or so it seems
Cause I’m not sleeping in

[Chorus]
American Dreams, American lies
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
So give me the truth
Don’t tell me your lies
Cause it’s harder to breathe
When you’re buried alive
By American Dreams

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
Cause I’m not sleeping in
American Dreams, American lies
We’re trying to see through the smoke in our eyes
So give me the truth
Don’t tell me your lies
Cause it’s harder to breathe
When you’re buried alive
By American Dreams
By American Dreams

Fetty Wap, Red Cafe & Fabolous – Jackpot

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
I be in them foreigns like I got the bonus
I just hit a lick, yeah, I got the bonus
Shawty fuck with me, you just got the bonus
You just got the bonus, squad, ayy

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jack

[Verse 2: Red Cafe]
Jackpot, jackpot, yeah
Rolls-Royce, that time, yeah
Blackjack, blackjack, woo
Money team, dope team, ooh
I been gettin’ paper all day
I ain’t seen a hater all day
I been goin’ hard, I don’t play
If you want the wave, you gon’ pay

[Verse 3: Fabolous]
Hol’ up, fuck how you feel, you can’t stay
Take your boujee back to LA
Rolled up, then she hit the J
Splash brother, had to hit your bae
Jackpot, jackpot, damn
Baby got back, goddamn
Mask on, fuck it, mask off
Hard head but the ass soft, woo, hol’ up

[Chorus: Red Cafe & Fetty Wap]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (Zoovier, we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot (1738)

[Verse 4: Fetty Wap]
Ayy, she give extendos out the window, babe
Ayy, you see the wings wherever we go, babe
Ayy, they can’t control me, ain’t no remote, baby
They pop out and cut a hater, freethrow, baby
Ayy, it’s Zoovie, zoovin’ like what you mean?
Before he check me, let them bangers squeeze, babe
I hit the season like pound a week, baby
They keep it real, you gon’ have to leave
Before your dope bitch take two of these
I brush it off, it ain’t nothin’ to me, baby
These niggas hard to try and box with me
Baby, ain’t no dog fight, ain’t no referee (squad)

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot

[Verse 5: Fabolous]
Oh, jackpot, jackpot
Lil’ baby feel the jewels
Dealer dealt me a good hand
Got me dancin’ like Uzi
Shawty think she a baddy
She be bangin’ to the Boosie
She be twerkin’ to the RiRi
See my lifestyle in 3D
Gon’ get it, gon’ get it
‘Bout to check, I’m all with it
Girl, you got a lil’ sauce with ya
I like that, I’m all with it (splash)
Hold up, shawty sex so good that she don’t fuck for free, baby
But she gon’ bust that thing for me, baby, ooh

[Chorus: Red Cafe]
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I just hit the jackpot
I, I just hit the jackpot (we did it, we did it)
I just hit the jackpot

Chris Brown – Questions

Memories of love
That we once shared
Although it’s over now
The feeling’s still there
All that’s left
In this world to me
Is a future of what used to be
Oh, if I could only be a part
Of that scene again
On the inside lookin’ out
And on the outside lookin’ in
Baby, baby, baby
How I wish (how I wish)
We could do it all again
Baby, baby, baby
How I wish (how I wish)
We could do it all again
Oooh… do it all again

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Verse 1]
I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
You should come check on me
Talk dirty and caress on me
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a lot of stress on me
You used to obsess for me
Call the station and request for me
You done went and got a big head on me

[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, oh yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go

[Verse 2]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Used to break my neck for you
Spend my paycheck on you
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
Now you feel regret, oh, do you?
Baby, I could care less for you
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Out of respect for you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
I lost all respect for you
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you

[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go

BROCKHAMPTON – Junky

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me Ilamo Roberto, y estamos buscando a Jaden Smith

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
I spit my heart out, lookin’ out for my best interests
He gave me good head, peepin’ out while the windows tinted
I speak in tongues, and I arrive without a damn mention
It’s kinda sick and I was born in 1996 and
1999 the only year that I remember
I slip through the cracks without havin’ a damn temper
I bleach my hair because these bitches all about they bitchin’
I say shit when I rap and y’all niggas barely listen
I do the most for the culture, nigga, by just existing
Delete my tweets ’cause I’m ashamed of being a fuckin’ Simpson
I told my mom I was gay, why the fuck she ain’t listen?
I signed a pub deal and her opinion fuckin’ disappearin’
I’m payin’ bills for my sister and tryna fund her business
Is it homophobic to only hook up with straight niggas?
You know, like closet niggas, masc-type
Why don’t you take that mask off? That’s the thought I had last night
Why you always rap about bein’ gay?
‘Cause not enough niggas rappin’ be gay
Where I come from niggas get called "faggot" and killed
So I’ma get head from a nigga right here
And they can come and cut my hand off and
And my legs off and
And I’ma still be a boss ’til my head go, yeah

[Chorus]
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack inside
Friendly, friendly, friendly steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack, crack, crack
Friendly meal, cop and steal, all my niggas down
Twistin’ on the truth, tired and crack

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I don’t trust nobody ’cause they don’t deserve it
Niggas run in your house, they know you doin’ dirty
I got my hand on an ounce so now I got money servin’
I just bought me a fifth and now I’m speedin’, swervin’
I took a eight of them shrooms and now I’m hearin’ voices
I took like two of them pills, I can’t remember nothing
I ain’t under control, I’m losing motor function
I need a intervention, I need an exorcism
I need a therapist, paranoia and drug addiction
It’s very scary, my momma don’t even recognise me
I’m goin’ crazy, don’t need nobody to say they love me
My acts of desperation, I’m on an empty stomach
So fuck the consequences, I ain’t runnin’ from them

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Feelin’ like a goner
Put my life in locker
Hotbox in the Hummer
Hotbox in the summer
If I had the option, I would do it all again
If I had the option, I would do it all again
I just wanna feel like I did the right program
I just want to appeal to my dad and my cousins (again)
When I cut that feel I do nothing but diplomas
Love is going, bet you didn’t do it by your lonesome
So I forgive my mommy, daddy, auntie and my uncles
For guilt-tripping feelings whenever they call my number
They see men dream, they see men fallin’
But when I dream, I’m smashing on a lana

[Bridge: JOBA & Matt Champion]
Both pessimistic, drug addicted, caught in our feelings
We spit venom then stare at the ceiling wondering why
My mom’s no alcoholic, she just wanna drown her sorrows
Love her to death and soon enough I’ll give back all I borrowed
Both so submissive, take turns dominating, the light has been faded
This hate-fueled love, we don’t fake it, no giving, just taking

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
I took some steps to be a bigger person
I should’ve thrown ya off the highway to cause swerving
Ain’t no burden, ain’t no sermon, ain’t no motherfuckin’ black
I hate these hospitals and police and the smell of death, all that
I hate these shady folk that want a ladylike
But don’t treat lady right, but they be sayin’ like "just the tip"
And, yeah, you mad ’cause she ain’t fuck, mad ’cause she ain’t suck
Beat your ass before you got time to say "why not?"
Here to catch ya slip up, wish you could just rewind
Time to not fuck up, thought you were just lucked up
Where the respect? Is your ass human?
I look you in your eyes, say "fuck you, are you fuckin’ stupid?"
Respect my mother, ‘spect my sister, ‘spect these women, boy
I get my 99, I don’t own one, hit the store to blow your brains off
Better hope my aim off
Better hope the range off
Better hope my tame off
Before I blow your brains off, boy

[Outro: Dom McLennon]
No hands with the stunts
Jump off the roof like I do what I want
All of the life in my past wanna haunt
And my sight of the future beginning to taunt
My ambition
Man on the moon
Im marooned
I ain’t trippin
I’m on a mission
Every time that I speak they ain’t skippin
Turned my inspiration to a vision
That’s given
No slipping

Avicii – Without You (feat. Sandro Cavazza)

You said that we would always be
Without you I feel lost at sea
Through the darkness you’d hide with me
Like the wind we’d be wild and free
You said you’d follow me anywhere
But your eyes tell me you won’t be there
I’ve gotta learn how to love without you
I’ve gotta carry my cross without you
Stuck in a riddle and I’m just about to
Figure it out without you
And I’m done sitting home without you
Fuck I’m going on without you
I’m gonna tear this city down without you
I’m goin’ Bonnie and Clyde without you

Now I’m running away my dear
From myself and the truth I fear
My heart is beating I can’t see clear
How I’m wishing that you were here
You said you’d follow me anywhere
But your eyes tell me you won’t be there

ASAP Mob – Feels So Good

[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
Fuck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink
Fuck what you think
Cause me and the money in love I think I’ma buy it a ring

[Verse 1: A$AP Ant]
My diamond’s shining, yours cloudy
Diamond’s ice, play hockey
Lean got me feeling drowsy
Stripper bitch, she work at Follies
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Air Max, running to the money
You ain’t takin’ nothin’ from me
And I’m gon’ die bout it

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
(Focus) From demons, distractions, to all the reactions of fame
She probably collapsing her heart over [?]
I’m blowing a kiss on the way
Production big, can’t fit on a stage
Too many fans to fit in the crowd
Too many bands to get them on stage
Screwin’ his band, his rhythm on stage
I say in advance so pay in advance
I’m way too advanced to figure him out
I set the bar, don’t give them a break
The bar’s too high to give it a raise
A flow like God so give him a raise
Stones I got I get ’em appraised
Draw my Glock and get him erased
Slow you, God, I give it away

[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
Fuck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Niggarache, new Versace
Sippin sake with my posse
Eat that pussy like hibachi
Leave it wet, that dick Dasani
Salvador Dalí her body
It’s a work of art, you copy?
Nigga, all she do pilates
I go hard, you rappers copy

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Cause it feels so good when it’s you
And it feels so good when it’s new
Yes it feels so good when it’s new
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew

[Verse 4: A$AP Ferg]
Niggarache, new Versace
I be mobbin’ with my posse
Stretch that coochie like pilates
I’m gon’ eat it like hibachi
Play no game, no Tamagotchi
Finger froze like Liberace
Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me
While I rep Trilluminati

[Verse 5: A$AP Twelvyy]
Pally Pal, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
Holla, holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
Dolla signs a lot of diamonds, I’m about to sign me
Cop a tommy, yeah the tommy, thousand bands like Fauni
All in the forest, hey, lookin’ for porridge, hey
Ricky in storage
Fresh with the chorus, dressed like a tourist, hey
That’s with the bomber, fuck up some commas, hey
Glock for the drama
Do what I want, fuck when I wanna

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Cause it feels so good when it’s you
And it feels so good when it’s new
Yes it feels so good when it’s new
Why you actin’ like you ain’t knew

[Chorus: A$AP Nast]
(Niggarache)
I can’t relate
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
(Niggarache)
Fuck out my face
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin’ all stank
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink
Fuck what you think
Cause me and the money in love I think I’ma buy it a ring

Dylan Scott – Lay It On Me (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

This is the third night in a row
We’ve been cruising the town
Windows down, singing songs
Just driving around
My buddies think I’m crazy
Hell, I might be maybe
But that’s okay baby
Whatcha say?

Come on fall into me, into my arms
Let me wrap you up with this southern boy charm
Hey bae, whatcha say?
Girl you got a way
Of making me wanna take the long way home
while we hugging and kissing, getting the loving turned on
I need ya bad you see
The things you do to me
If you’re feeling what I’m feeling hop on out of that shotgun seat
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me

Give me a shot of them sweet pink lemonade lips
That’s it, don’t quit
Girl it’s right on hit
You could be my country dime
I wanna make you mine
You’re so fine, I ain’t lyin’
Don’t you think it’s time to

Fall into me, into my arms
Let me wrap you up with this southern boy charm
Hey bae, what you say?
Girl you got a way
Of making me wanna take the long way home
while we hugging and kissing, getting the loving turned on
I need ya bad ya see
The things you do to me
If you’re feeling what I’m feeling hop on out of that shotgun seat
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me

Fall into me, into my arms
Let me wrap you up with this southern boy charm
Hey bae, what you say?
Girl you got a way
Of making me wanna take the long way home
while we hugging and kissing, getting the loving turned on
I need ya bad ya see
The things you do to me
If you’re feeling what I’m feeling hop on out of that shotgun seat
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Lay it on me
Baby lay it on me

Dylan Scott – My Town (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Football lights, Friday nights
Don’t play no more
But that’s still my team
And back behind those bleachers
There’s a spot where I kissed
The homecoming queen

Spent most of my years in these ten square miles
It’s seen all of my tears
It’s seen all of my smiles
I always said I wanted to leave
Now it’s the only place I want to be

This is my town, this is my town
There ain’t an inch of road I ain’t been down
This is my town, this is my town
Long as I’m living I’ll be hanging ’round
It’s the middle of nowhere
But I call it home
I ain’t afraid to say it loud and proud
This is my town, this is my town

Everybody knows everybody
And everybody knows me by my first name
As the world gets complicated
We just try to keep it simple
And stay the same

There’s dirt on them roads
I don’t want them to pave it
Every memory I got
Yeah, them dirt roads they made it
If you’re anything like me
Take your drink and raise it
Yeah, go on and say it

This is my town, this is my town
There ain’t an inch of road I ain’t been down
This is my town, this is my town
Long as I’m living I’ll be hanging ’round
It’s the middle of nowhere
But I call it home
I ain’t afraid to say it loud and proud
This is my town, this is my town, yeah

It’s the middle of nowhere
But I call it home
That’s what I’m all about
It’s where I was raised
At the end of my days
It’s where they’ll lay me down

This is my town, this is my town
There ain’t an inch of road I ain’t been down
This is my town, this is my town
Long as I’m living I’ll be hanging ’round
It’s the middle of nowhere
But I call it home
I ain’t afraid to say it loud and proud
This is my town, this is my town
Oh, this is my town

Dylan Scott – Passenger Seat (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Maybe I should sell this truck
I’m thinking it’s about that time
Cause every time I climb on up
I see you sitting on the other side
You’re putting your make-up on
Getting ready for a Friday night
Girl, I know you’re really gone
But every time I close my eyes

You’re back in my passenger sear
Just like you were when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
Girl, you’re back in my passenger seat

When the sun hits windshield
Does he see your little bitty toe prints?
Do you listen to the same old songs?
Do you sing along like we did?
Does he let you roll the windows down?
Keep your shades in the center console?
Well, girl if he don’t
Then pick up the phone
I’ll pick you up in a minute or so

Come on and climb in my passenger sear
Just like you were when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
You’re back in my passenger seat

Girl you looked so happy
When you rode past me
Out on the town tonight
Your eyes were shining
You were smiling
At the guy on the drivers side
Yeah, it kinda looked like

When you were in my passenger sear
Back in the day when you rode with me
Feet out the window
Floating on the breeze
My little shotgun queen
Smiling back at me
No, it wasn’t that long ago
We were revving and loving
On an old backroad
Holding you in the moonlight
Kissing goodnight
Every other memory
Girl, you’re back in my passenger seat
Oh, but you ain’t in my passenger seat

Maybe I should sell this truck
I’m thinking it’s about that time

Dylan Scott – My Girl (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
She looks so pretty with no makeup on
You should hear her talking to her mama on the phone
I love it when she raps to an Eminem song
That’s my girl
Man, her eyes really drive me crazy
You should see her smile when she holds a baby
I can honestly say that she saved me
My girl

[Chorus]
Yeah, that’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl

[Verse 2]
Every night when she goes to bed
She hits her knees and bows her head
Thanks the Lord for another day
I just thank Him for my girl

[Chorus]
Yeah, that’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl
Oh, my girl

[Bridge]
Yeah, that’s my girl
In my truck, in the songs that I sing with the radio up
My girl
In my heart, in my soul and the air that I breathe every day
That’s my girl
Yeah, everything
My girl

[Chorus]
That’s my girl in the passenger seat
Windows down, dancing around, causing a scene
That’s my girl, sipping Crown and Sprite
In a ball cap, turned back, ooh, she got me like
Yeah, baby girl, you gone and done it again
Making all the guys wish that you were with them
But I bet they don’t see what I see when I see my girl
Oh, my girl
Yeah, that’s my girl

Dylan Scott – Back (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
It’s the end of the night
I find myself kissing you goodbye
Trying like hell to pull this truck out of your driveway
If I make it down the street
And that red light is almost green
Just a couple left turns
And I’ll be flying down the highway

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you
I know I’m gonna end up

[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back

[Verse 2]
There ain’t no way to know
What you’re gonna say when I let it go
But my heart’s finally talked my head into letting me
Say what’s been running ’round my mind
Each and every time
I get my arms around you
You got a way of getting me

[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back
Oh, something I can’t take back

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you

[Chorus]
Back standing on your front porch
Back knocking on your front way
Back into those save me arms
Only you could make me feel like that
Back getting all twisted up
Back with it on the tip of my tongue
About to say something, say something
Something I can’t take back
Right here in your save me arms
About to say something I can’t take back

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, can’t stop thinking about you

Dylan Scott – Crazy Over Me (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

She said "Honey, do you think I’m smart?"
I said "Of course you are
aint you lying here in my arms?"
She smiled, "Well does this shirt make me look fat?"
I kinda leaned back and laughed
and I said, "Honey, what kind of question is that?"
You’re crazy
There ain’t a girl in this whole wide world that could ever make me
feel the way I do about you, baby
Yeah, you’re crazy
But you can be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
You can fuss about your hair
Say you ain’t got no clothes to wear
And when you finally make up your mind,
you go and change one more time
We can go out on Friday nights
A pretty girl could walk on by
If you really think I’d check her out
Come on now
You’re crazy
There ain’t a girl in this whole wide world that could ever make me
feel the way I do about you, baby
Yeah, you’re crazy
But you can be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
and all my stubborn ways
Putting up with the messes I make
I even ruined our first date
Girl, for goodness sakes!
You’ve gotta be crazy
to ever let a boy like me call you "baby"
I thank God every day that you’re my lady
Now that’s a little crazy
So go on and be as crazy as you wanna be
As long as you’re crazy over me
Crazy over me

Dylan Scott – Ball Cap (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

Baby got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try

It was just an old worn out hat, I always wore turned back
Man, I couldn’t help but laugh when she took it away from me
She don’t know a thing about the Braves, she could care less about the game
But if you saw her right now you’d think, it never belonged to me

Baby got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got a ball cap on

It’s seen a lot of crazy nights, got a barbwire tear down the side
Yeah, I wear it all the time, but it’s never been worn like that

Baby’s got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got a ball cap on

Gotta love her when she’s in a dress, always looking her best,
But I tell you what I can’t resist

Baby’s got a ball cap on, sure knows how to pull it off
Sun out of them hazel eyes, looking so good when she don’t try
Acting like it’s no big deal, smiling underneath that bill
Looking so right it’s wrong, baby got a ball cap on
Yeah, got my ball cap on

Dylan Scott – Beer Buddies (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

You got them friends
That you’ll have to the very end
They tell it like it is
Even if you don’t like it

No matter what kind of bind you’re in
Call them up and they’ll all come running
Ain’t no doubt
You can count on them

They’re your Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies

I laugh about it now
But I was scared as hell that night
When they double dog dared me
I wouldn’t outrun them blue lights

And I remember when granddad died
I had my boys right by side
Saying, "It’s alright, he had a hell of a life"
Gonna raise one for him tonight

With my Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies

If you ain’t got none
Go get you some right now
Cause God only knows what I’d do without

My Friday night brothers
From another mother
Buzzing on a week gone by
Drinking about girls
Drinking about life
Drinking cause it tastes so right
They can get you in
Or get you out of trouble
But you ain’t got nothing
If you ain’t got a couple of them
Beer buddies
Yeah, a couple of them
Beer buddies, beer buddies

Dylan Scott – Freak Show (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

[Verse 1]
Sophisticated in a black dress
Sipping red wine and looking her best
Meet the folks, she’ll pass that test
Any apprehension
Yeah, she’ll put it to rest

[Verse 2]
She’s a pageant queen
Been that way since she was seventeen
Better looking than the girls on the silver screen
Everyday is like a movie scene
She gives her free time to charity
All my friends think she’s too good for me

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re home
And we’re alone
Oh, you’d never know

[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

[Verse 3]
She talks politics, art history
How she does it, it’s a mystery
Cause when the girl starts talking to me
It’s enough to drive a man crazy

[Verse 4]
She’s Jekyll, she’s Hyde
She’s day, she’s night
There’s no blurring the lines
She’s one or the other
But whenever we’re together

[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re home
And we’re alone
Oh, you’d never know

[Chorus]
It’s a freak show
She’s a wild one
A whole lot of crazy when the sun goes down
A whole different woman comes out
It’s a freak show
Like you wouldn’t believe
Even when she hasn’t had a thing to drink
It’s her style, hide something beneath that smile
Our own little secret, nobody knows
You should see her when the doors close
It’s a freak show

Dylan Scott – I Lost You (Dylan Scott Deluxe Edition Album)

There’s a line drawn across this bar
Here I am and there you are
Like two strangers in the dark
With all the same frames
I’m gonna act like I don’t care
Like you don’t catch my stare
Cause what’s the point of going back to where
We’ve already been

Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth
It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause I lost you

I’m gonna order up another round
Cause I’ve got your memory to drown
Funny how the hard stuff goes down
So easy, too easy
And I know just what you’re thinking
Cause I know you when you’ve been drinking
And girl, that’s the only reason
You’re saying you need me

Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth

It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause baby, I lost you

Baby, I put all I had in it
I held a good hand
But I just couldn’t win it
You wanted my love
Up until you didn’t
And that’s just the truth

It was good
So good till it wasn’t
And it’s gonna hurt like hell till it doesn’t
So I’m gonna drink like I’ve got nothing
Nothing to lose
Cause baby, I lost you
Girl, I lost you
Oh, I lost you