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Leaving – Illenium lyrics

Lyrics Illenium – Leaving

Hey, how are you doing?
I just wanted to say that I miss you, I guess
And I’m sorry
Call me back
Byeee.(leaving)

So tell me how I’m supposed to feel now
60 over the limit just ’cause I can
They say, “You know, you gotta slow down”
There’s no coming back
So young and restless, I’m a cliché, yeah
But it’s easier said than done..

And I can’t keep waiting here
I’m just aging
So I’m going
Such a shame, and.

Baby, I’m leaviiiing
Before tomorrow comes
I don’t believe in saying I’m never coming home
But I’m drawing the line, and say whatever you’d like
But I’m leaving versuri-lyrics.info
I’m letting go of all I’ve ever known.

So falling in and falling out fast
I’m burning up, I can’t believe this got old so fast
And I’m done with feeling like I’m told I should
‘Cause it’s the feeling I’m chasing
And I haven’t found it here in a while.

But I can’t keep waiting here
I’m just aging
So I’m going
Such a shame, and.

Baby, I’m leaviiing
Before tomorrow comes
I don’t believe in saying I’m never coming home
But I’m drawing the line, and say whatever you’d like
But I’m leaving
I’m letting go of all I’ve ever known.

‘Cause I’m leavinggg. (x5)
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Lyrics Illenium

Lana Del Rey – White Mustang

Packing all my things for the summer
Lying on my bed it’s a bummer
‘Cause I didn’t call when I got your number
But I liked you a lot
Slippin’ on my dress in soft filters
Everybody said you’re a killer, but I
Couldn’t stop the way I was feeling the day
Your record dropped
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white mustang
Caught up in my dreams and forgetting
I’ve been acting like armageddon ’cause you
Held me in your arms just a little too tight
That’s what I thought
Summer’s meant for loving and leaving
I was such a fool for believing that you
Could change all the ways you’ve been living
But you just couldn’t stop
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white mustang
You’re revving and revving and revving it up
And the sound, it was frightening
And you were getting a part of that
You’re gonna hit me like lightening
White mustang
Your white mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Said you’re a wild Mustang
You’re gonna hit me like lightening
You’re gonna hit me like lightening

Depeche Mode – Cover Me

[Chorus 1]
I’ve felt better
I’ve been up all night
I can feel it coming
The morning light
The air is so cold here
It’s so hard to breathe
We better take cover
Will you cover me?

[Verse 1]
Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond you and me
I dreamt of us in another life
One we’ve never reached

[Chorus 2]
You know we’re sinking
We could fade away
I’m not going down
Not today
The air is so cold here
Too cold to see
We have to take cover
Cover me

[Verse 2]
Way up here with the Northern lights
Beyond these broken bars
I pictured us in another life
Where we’re all super stars

Rick Ross – Santorini Greece

Sometimes I be wanting to say "fuck the world!"
I don’t give a fuck!
I’ll shoot it out with all you bitches
Bitches don’t love me
Young black nigga, nigga fighting the world, nigga
Everywhere you go bitches throwing rocks nigga
Man, a nigga in a Lamborghini
Seen a Cuban kilo I was 15
Dealing yayo never had my teeth cleaned
Restricted license but I’m so divisive
I know the snipers and I flow the nicest
Fresher than Groovey Lew at a Coogi shoot
A multiple weapons in my new Gucci boots
The bank account done caught the Holy Ghost
I say the bank account done caught the Holy Ghost
Hot pastrami for my Jewish chicks
Eight days of Christmas, every day a newer gift
I’m Michael Jackson to the rich niggas
That leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippers
Suicide, or rather crucified
I prophesize your whole crew demise
Mutulu wife reside in Cuba nigga
Shoot you, let you bleed out, it’s how they do it nigga
Huh! Huh!
These niggas don’t believe in God
From this very moment, you should believe in God
Half of my niggas headed to Attica
Either trafficking or destined to be a janitor
Diabetes rampant in my blood line
That why fat boy be happy to see the sunshine
I’m here for results baby let’s cut the chase
Sticky fingers and paper
D.A.’ll drop the case
Art Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with ’em
2 seaters for all the soldiers who running with ’em
Ask 100 women, yeah they wanna hit ’em
I be half awake and still be running in ’em
Two new liter Sprite to get me through the night
Bowling alley in the basement but we still shooting dice
Rich forever, killa take my old advice
Better yet, take my old bitches and mold ’em right
And if I want her back I come and take her back
Santorini Greece, I put it on the map
Some points you niggas gotta be grateful
Mutulu Shakur
I know your dreads touching the floor nigga
We in the last days, these racist agendas
Blatant double standards because I’m a nigga
Jesse Jackson on them people payroll (fuck him)
When you black, lips chapped ’cause the game cold
I’m giving niggas jobs when I sing songs
White man love me when I get my bling on
But you hate me buying real estate in foreign land
Respect my genius, all my people Portishead
Room full of cloaks and they count votes
Million man march and I’m taking notes
Made it to the top, you thought they saw a ghost
Facing tax evasion, niggas sell they soul
So selling dope was the path we chose
And now it’s boats in the Bel-Air rose
Rich niggas and it’s set and stone
Neck rocky, Sylvester Stallone
See me in Capris or them Andes
Santorini, Greece with a dime piece
My money long, you know I’m out your reach
Only fat nigga jogging on the beach
Versace underwear but see the ass crack
Oblivious to how rapid my cash stack
I’m a pistol toter, fuck I’m voting for? (fuck ’em)
If I could, I’d drop a bomb, let’s take em all to war (fuck ’em)
My favorite shorty out of Baltimore (yeah)
Every Chanel you know I bought it for her (I got that)
All the arguments she never called the law
I was never home but hid the money in the walls
Constant visits from the A.T.F
So I copped some cribs in the ATL
Martha Stewart decorated both
Snoop Dogg donated the smoke
This Chinese arithmetic, and it all add up
It all add up
Big Dog, Big Boss
Huh! Huh!

Stone Sour – Rose Red Violent Blue (This Song Is Dumb & So Am I)

Excuse me, oh pardon me
I’m still sticky on the inside
There comes a time where all I do
Is sit around in contemplation
And curse my situation
I’m just too bored for normal views
Be careful of what you wish for
Impossible to just ignore
One last time is all I need
To get my life and stocks in order
They’re on the rise this quarter
Beware of certain friends
Who sell you out when everything is free
I know what I am to all of you
And I’ve got all these other things to do
To do

Open up and know enough I’m overused
Everyone I’ve ever loved is easily amused
Go ahead and tell the dead it’s only you
But I am much too old
I am much too old
I am much too old now
Imagine this chaos theory
Makes all the profits leery
Somebody’s showing them the ropes
We used to hang ourselves with
Instead of quiet respite
We choose the noose in lieu of hope
Oh rose red, oh violent blue
I should’ve seen the clues but
This song is dumb and so am I
Character assassinations
Are really observations
Stay home and ask yourself
Why am I so low when I’m so high
So high

Open up and know enough I’m overused
Everyone I’ve ever loved is easily amused
Go ahead and tell the dead it’s only you
But I am much too old
I am much too old
I am much too old now
Yeah
Come on
Open up and know enough I’m overused
Everyone I’ve ever loved is easily amused
Go ahead and tell the dead it’s only you
But I am much too old
I am much too old
I am much too old
I am much too old

Sylvan LaCue – Selfish

[Intro]
Mmmmm, yeah

[Verse 1]
How do I not know that I am first?
I put all much effort into everyone except the one who hurts
Aim to please I got what you need don’t reject me I need validated worth
Spread me thin love to see you win pray to
God for the better or the worst

[Hook]
And I know I know I know I know
I care about everybody else
I should make some time baby, I need to make time for myself
I know I know I know I know
I worry about everybody else
I should make some time baby, I need to make time for myself

[Verse 2]
Momma on my phone like…
Boy you need to focus on your health
Work out proper, eat more veggies, drink more water tomorrows not promised for yourself
I’m distracted this the last time I’m relapsing
Earth & happy potions oh how swell. What you up to oh not much shit let’s cut loose match in heaven fires set in hell

[Hook]
And I know I know I know I know
I care about everybody else
I should make some time baby, I need to make time for myself
I know I know I know I know
I worry about everybody else
I should make some time baby, I need to make time for myself..

[Verse 3]
Time
All in due time
I am like in God design
I put my heart on the line
I’m not the worrying kind
But I can not hurry what’s mine
My daddy made dishes & sent me well wishes black chicken rice curry & thyme
Money don’t matter my way
Mentals been lathered in rage
Compartmentalizing my judgement on others elitist when asked of my day
They are not better than I
But am I much better than self?
What’s better than you as you are?
What’s better than truth in yo heart?
I pull up where nigga can’t see me
I need some space to move freely
Just incase niggas go postal
Fuck out my way I don’t know you
This is not twitter nigga do not be confused by the result of them protools. Let’s keep it civil & noble. Gentrification & Whole Foods
I wanna be more than expected
I’m talking well & respected
I’m talking vanity levels that might make devil look back with obsession
God got lock on my heart, Lucy clench on my flesh. You give him the will to seek out on free thrills add a conscience & what you expect

[Outro]
I worry about everybody else
I need to make time for myself

SZA – Supermodel (Acoustic)

[Intro]
That is my greatest fear
That if, if I lost control
Or did not have control, things would just, you know
I would be… fatal

[Verse 1]
I’m writing this letter to let you know
I’m really leaving
And no, I’m not keeping your shit
Heard you got some new homies
Got some new hobbies
Even a new hoe too
Maybe she can come help you
Maybe she can come lick you after we’re done
What’s done is done
I don’t want nothing else to do with it
Let me tell you a secret
I been secretly banging your homeboy
Why you in Vegas all up on Valentine’s Day?
Why am I so easy to forget like that?
It can’t be that easy for you to get like that
Oh no she didn’t
Ooh yes I did
Oh no she didn’t
I’ll do it again

[Chorus]
Leave me lonely for prettier women
You know I need too much attention for shit like that
You know you wrong for shit like that
I could be your supermodel if you believe
If you see it in me, see it in me, see it in me
I don’t see myself
Why I can’t stay alone just by myself?
Wish I was comfortable just with myself
But I need you, but I need you, but I need you

[Verse 2]
Ooh, just get a load of them, they got chemistry
All they could say, we like brother and sister
Look so good together
Bet they fuckin’ for real
And they was right
That’s why I stayed with ya
The, the dick was too good
It made me feel good
For temporary love
You was a temporary lover

[Chorus]
Leave me lonely for prettier women
You know I need too much attention for shit like that
You know you wrong for shit like that
I could be your supermodel if you believe
If you see it in me, see it in me, see it in me
I don’t see myself
Why I can’t stay alone just by myself?
Wish I was comfortable just with myself
But I need you, but I need you, but I need you

Leikeli47 – M I L K

[Chorus]
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like

[Verse 1]
Holographic, fantastic
You see this beat? Uh, she’s drastic
I blur blur, no pores on her
F-I-E-R-C-E
Kitty kitty, purr purr purr
Glitter stick, glitter stick, glitter stick
Concealed eyes with a cherrybomb lip
Skin tint, skin tint, skin tint
Keep my makeup artist tied up in the basement
This lip and cheek got your boyfriend weak
These streets? Shook
When they see me live my look, uh

[Chorus]
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like

[Verse 2]
Read about it in Vogue
Saw billboards on Broome
1 / 28 , 9pm
Stage, tore down the show
Watch this tomboy transform
My friends break gender norms
We both wear pink platforms
And we go nowhere without that cooling water
They fall in love with the face
Even when I put them in they place
Lip, sheer hot pink
Everybody wanna get a taste, uh
Of this lip and cheek
It still got yo boyfriend weak
And these streets? Shook
When they see me live my look, uh

[Chorus]
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like
M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K, M-I-L-K
Skin looking like

[Outro]
Individuality, individuality, individuality, individuality
Individuality, individuality, individuality, individuality
Individuality, individuality, individuality, individuality
Individuality, individuality, individuality, individuality

Fifth Harmony – He Like That (On The Late Late Show With James Corden) (Live)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Marilyn Manson – We Know Where You Fucking Live

[Verse 1]
Let’s make something clear
We’re recording this as it happens
Those diamond bullets, storefront blood banks
Splinters and stained glass
Don’t need to move a single prayer bone
Dodge bullets so loud and so low
Don’t need to move a single prayer bone
Our death is still life

[Refrain]
So what’s a nice place like this
Doing ’round people like us?
So what’s a nice place like this
Doing ’round people like us?

[Chorus]
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We’ll burn it down, burn it down
They won’t even recognise your corpse

[Verse 2]
The world was stripped of the superficial surfaces
We don’t intend to just eat the street
The asphalt is the good meat

And we will sleep on the skin of his nightmares
We will sleep on the skin of his nightmares
Time to just kill this crowd, scream this fuckin’ loud

[Chorus]
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We’ll burn it down, burn it down
They won’t even recognise your corpse

[Bridge]
Fire fire fire fire fire away
Fire fire fire fire fire away
Fire fire fire fire fire away
Fire fire fire fire fire fire fire away

[Verse 3]
I love the sound of shells hitting the ground, man
I love the sound of shells hitting the ground
I love it

I love the sound of shells hitting the ground, man
I love the sound of shells hitting the ground
I love it
I love it

Fire fire fire away
Fire fire fire away
Fire fire fire, fire fire fire
Fire fire fire, fire fire fire, fire fire fire

[Chorus]
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We’ll burn it down, burn it down
They won’t even recognise your corpse

[Coda]
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live
I know where you fucking live
We know where you fucking live

[Refrain]
So what’s a nice place like this
Doing ’round people like us?
So what’s a nice place like this
Doing ’round people like us?

Russ – Think Twice

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
This ain’t no average Joe shit, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be bitch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting shit is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pussy go head

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Fuck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying shit, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as shit
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pussy, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
(Go off)
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
These junkie ass rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
Yeah, yeah

LeeSSang – Tears (Feat. Eugene of THE SEEYA)

니가 떠나고 늘 슬프다
아무리 슬퍼해도 슬픔이 모잘라
맘 놓고 아파할 곳을 찾아 숨는다
불 꺼진 집 앞에 멈춰진
차안에 너의 집 앞에
사랑 잃은 삶은 가난 남아
있는것은 그저 텅 빈 너와 난
마치 더이상 함께할 수 없는 낮과밤
우리가 나눠가진것은 그리움 하나
술에 취해 불쑥 찾아와 오늘은
오빠랑 잘꺼라며 떼를쓰고
베렛나루 만지며 내 품에
누워 보고싶었다며 말을하고
왜 오빠는 매일 바쁘나며
묻고 소리없이 울고
그냥해본 말이라며
자긴 항상 나를 믿는다고
내 옆을 항상 지켜주던
너와의 모든것이 다
이제는 그리움이 되고
좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

우린 고운정보단 미운정이 더 많아
맨날 싸우고 몇일 동안 안봐
그렇게 우린 서로 원했던게 많아
사랑했으니깐 없으면
못 살았으니까
니 몸에 난 점 먹지 못하는 거
너와 싸우고 화해 키스하고 푼적
운전할때도 손을 꼭 잡았었던
그모든것이 다시 생각나
잠시라도 곁에 없으면 불안해
너를 보내고 툭하면 멍해
변해 가는 세상이 싫어
너의 기억을 억지로 꺼내
이름 얼굴 웃음 향기
니가 내게 남긴 추억이 너무 많아
니가 내게 남긴 영혼은 아직 남아
살아 숨쉬어 이렇게 나를 찾아와
사랑이란 두글자로 다 부숴

좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

내 눈물 눈물 눈물
또 다시 눈물 눈물 눈물
소리없어 또 i dont wanna know
내 기억을 다 번지게해

좁은 골목길 사이 혼자 눈물
누가 볼까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해 지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

집앞 계단길 아래 혼자 눈물
니가 알까봐 몰래 훔친 눈물
약해지지않으려 발버둥을 치려다
내 눈물

Max Romeo – Three Blind Mice

I went to a party, last Saturday night
When I reached the party everything was right
Then Babylon raid, them raid, them raid
Me gets me ‘fraid, me gets me ‘fraid

It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run
It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run

Baddie sticks start flyin’, man start to bawl
Some jump de fence, some put off defense
But it gets me ‘fraid when Babylon raid

The police checked the deejay
Tell him to turn off sound
The crowd never like that
Them start gathering ’round

Let the music play
Let it play, let it play
Let the music play

It was like three blind mice
You could-a see how dem run
It was like three blind mice
No man no want go a jail

Let the music play
Let it play, let it play
Let the music play
Let the music play
Let it play, let it play

Fall Out Boy – Thinking About You lyrics

X

Jessie Ware – First Time lyrics

First Time is a song from Jessie Ware’s third studio album “Glasshouse”.

The last of the real ones – Fall Out Boy lyrics

Lyrics Fall Out Boy – The Last of the real ones

I was just an only child of the universe
And then I found you
And then I found you
You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning around you
Spinning around you
You were too good to be true
Gold plated
But what’s inside you
But what’s inside you
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do
As much as I do, yeah.
(the last of the real ones)

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real onees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees

I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you
But only for you
My head is stripped just like a screw that’s been tightened too many times
When I think of you
When I think of you
I will shield you from the waves
If they find you
I will protect you
I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me
I, I am the only one
Even if it’s not true
Even if it’s not true, yeahhh.

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real onees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees.

I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m here at the beginning of the end
Oh, the end of infinity with you
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Oh, you drain all the fear from me
I’m done with having dreams
The thing that I believe
Versuri-lyrics.info
You drain the fear from me.

‘Cause you’re the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I’m here in search of your glory
There’s been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love
You never walk away from
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real ones
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real oneees
(You’re just the last of the real oneees)
You’re just the last of the real onesss.
Fall Out Boy lyrics
Video ones

Word of mouth – Shotta Spence lyrics

Lyrics Shotta Spence – WOrd of mouth

Shotta Spence
Von Vuai
Take no talk from no boy
I’ll never live on my knees, I’m dying on my feet
I’ll never flee never flee.(word of mouth)

Everywhere I step I’m stepping with precision
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I’m getting
Stirring the pot up ’til my wrist bone get to clicking
Stomach is growling, it sound like a hoopty engine
I’m praying to God but my actions ain’t so Christian
Gimme the throat, I don’t need no lip service from bitches
I told the b***h stop using your teeth, that’s cannibalistic
Work it work it ooh, pulling up on you versuri-lyrics.info
Where you at, give me your longitude and latitude
This a fucking coupe, ain’t no room for you
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
I’m a warrior, got some shooters on my team
I’m a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Know I did some people wrong but that’s how it had to be
Lord lord lord, save some room for me.

Watch out
Gucci Timberlands, I slip my feet in them
2008 Bape and APC denim
Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
When I get them Rollies believe I’m freezin’ them
Ball out little homie, ball it out
Call out fake hustlers, call ’em out
Put your guard up, ain’t no time to talk it out
How do I know where you live, hmm, word of mouth
I might OD, might OD off this mighty weed
You take a pull you gon’ go, that’s some gasoline
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
You want surf and turf, I’m too cheap, you get Mickey D’s
You know that your boys witcha, if they gon’ bleed witcha
If they get money witcha, if they don’t chief swishers
And they not team switching, whenever the plot thickens
And they would rather take a sentence ‘fore they start snitching
Wanna know who done got my homie shot
That s**t tied my gut in knots
Pull up on that pus*yclaat, put his face to the curb and stomp
Life is short and then you’re gone, so I keep my money long
Reason why I wrote this song, reason why I’m stunting on ’emmm.
Shotta Spence lyrics
Video mouth

Think twice – Russ lyrics

Lyrics Russ – Think twice

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (think twice)

This ain’t no average Joe s**t, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be b*tch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting s**t is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pus*y go head.

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this.

F*ck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying s**t, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as sh*t versuri-lyrics.info
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pus*y, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves.

Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this.

These junkie a*s rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?(think twice)
Yeah, yeahhh.
Russ lyrics
Video twice

By your side – Stonebank lyrics

Lyrics Stonebank – By your side

Look up to the skies
Aim for the sun
Hold your head up high
No need to run, to run
Standing by your side
I will be, I will be
Standing by your side
Standing by your side
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Look up to the sky
Aim for the sun
Hold your head up high
No need to run, to run.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
Standing by your, standing by your
Standing by your, standing by your
Versuri-lyrics.info
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.

Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee
I will be, I will be
I will be, I will be
Standing by your sideee.
Stonebank lyrics
Video side

Ela Chapou – Mc Luan letra

Letra Mc Luan – Ela chapou

Ela chapou de Jurupinga
E não lembra de nada
Vem me perguntar
Como parou na minha casa.

Eu vou te resumir Mozão
A noite passada
Te dei uma carona
E do nada ficou pelada.

E veio me agarrando
Eu entendendo nada
Vi que tava de maldade
Versuri-lyrics.info
Aí te trouxe pra minha casa.

Então, vai
Tum, tumtuuum
Joga o bumbum
Tum, tumtum, tumtum
Desce com buuumbuuum
Tum, tumtum, tumtum
Arrasta o bumbummm.
Mc Luan letras
Video chapou

Dum surfer – King Krule lyrics

Lyrics King Krule – Dum surfer

Dum surfer is giving me his cash
Won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
Man this band that’s playing, is playing f*cking trash
Skunk and onion gravy, as my brain’s potato mash
He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
Shot the lot for credit and never got it back
He’s mashed, I’m mashed, we’re mashed
That cat got slashed in half like that
As venus completes orbit, I’m feeling slightly mashed
The stir fry didn’t absorb it, I need another slash
She spoke in English, it was low lit where we sat
Remembering her face but that’s the end of that
I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
Got a bit embarrassed, need to get back to the lab
In the depths of traffic, I was feeling like we crashed
With a girl from Slovak in a European cab
From a set of habits, I can see momentums mashed
If we were commuting, this train would f*cking crash
Now my brain’s diluting, I suffer from whiplash
Getting lashed, getting lashed by all of the gods
By all of the gods, by all of the gods.

As my brain’s diluting, I suffer from whiplash
This girl’s now screaming, I think we’ve gone and crashed
The driver’s speaking and the car is still intact
It was only minor, well that’s the end of that
Girl, that’s the end of that as I know
Girl, some things you don’t know.

Dum surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Dumb surfer, don’t suffer
Versuri-lyrics.info
Ay, some things won’t change for a while
Keep me, keep me as the villain
But my prayer, you don’t ownnn.
King Krule lyrics
Video surfer

NADINE COYLE – Go To Work lyrics

Go to work, work, work, work, work, work

[Verse 1]
Sunlight wakes me up
Say good morning
Then I’m rolling
I’m still holding on to you
Seven forty five
The day is dawning

[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to

[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work

[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do

[Verse 2]
Now you’re acting up
I think it’s stalling
Appreciation boy
That’s all I need from you
Don’t apologise
Just give me something

[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to

[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work

[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do

[Outro]
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
What I gotta do

Gucci Mane – Curve Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! Brrr! Go!

[Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like “next, please” (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, “Gucci just arrived” (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Dion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? (You know Wop)

Russ – Think Twice Lyrics

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
This ain’t no average Joe shit, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be bitch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting shit is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pussy go head

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Fuck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying shit, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as shit
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pussy, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
(Go off)
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves

[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
These junkie ass rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?
Yeah, yeah

The Game – Heaven 4 A Gangster Lyrics

[Intro]
Can’t forget about my OG Heron
My nigga’ Montreal
My nigga’ 2Pac
Hussein Fatal
And Kadafi

[Verse 1]
It’s like riding down Greenleaf
Dre Day, smokin’ green leaf (uhh)
Draco’ in the front seat
And just to think, I made all this off one key
Hurricane
Two feet in Compton, one deep
Can’t ride with me, ‘less I’m Pimp C and you Bun B
My flag ain’t got no stars on it, fuck my country
Get your toupée knocked off tryin’ Donald Trump me
I’m the OG to the YG’s
You ain’t seen what I seen
My cousin Tasha shot in the stomach, pregnant at 19
She died, but the baby kept stompin’
That how hard us little niggas come up
Born and raised in Compton
We earned this shit, learnt this shit
City used to be all white
Look how we turnt this shit
2Pac turning in his grave from all this nonsense
A little soldier ain’t from Bompton
I put that on the homies

[Bridge]
God said in the last days there would be times of difficulty. For people would become lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, too arrigant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous without self-control. Lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God. This calls for wisdom. Let the one who has understanding calculate the number of the beast. fuck Donald Trump, homie

[Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)

[Verse 2]
God, forgive me for my sins
World full of bitch niggas
Lord, keep me out the pen
Keep my sons on the right track
My daughter on her momma side
Let the wind hit my baby face, its gonna be homicide
You don’t father like I father, nigga
I father kids and I father niggas
I done been on Lil’ Yachty
Shot crips with Lil’ Uzi
Got bricks from the Migos
And my is bitch bad and boujee
Every time I turn around
Somebody trying to sue me
And old friends turn colors
Like Notorious B.I.G., Coogi
I promise this ain’t a movie, my nigga
This ain’t on Netflix
This is every time you in the club, we gonna set trip
Another dead body on the dance floor
That’s what them hood niggas do, when them bands low
Red rag on my head, I’m still Rambo
Fuck a pistol, what these hands for?

[Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)

Justin Bieber – Going Down Lyrics

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately

[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
Yes I’ll give you the low down, baby
Just take it nice and slow, now, baby
Tell me, can you feel the vibrations?
‘Cause I can feel so many sensations right now

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
I love it when I feel your sexy body layin’ next to me
Woah, oh, oh
When we look into each other’s eyes I’m feelin’ like it’s destiny
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No one can feel the love that I feel right now
It’s like a drug and I can’t slow down
I wanna tell you, but I don’t know how
So I turn the lights down ’cause it’s feelin’ right now

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down

[Verse 3]
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine

[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’ down, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down

King Krule – Dum Surfer Lyrics

Dumb Surfer is giving me his cash, won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
Man this band that’s playing, is playing fucking trash
Skunk and onion gravy, as my brains potato mash
He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
Shot the lot for credit
And never got it back
He’s smashed im mashed we’re mashed
That cat got slashed in half like that
As venus completes orbit
I’m feeling slightly mashed
The stir fry didn’t absorb it I need another slash
She spoke in English it was low lit where we sat
Remembering her face but that’s the end of that

I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
Got a bit embarrassed need to get back to the lab
In the depths of traffic I was feeling like we crashed
With a girl from Slovak in a European cab

From a set of habits I can see momentums mashed
If we were commuting this train would fucking crash
Now my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
Getting lashed getting lashed by all of the gods

By all of the gods

As my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
This girl’s now screaming
I think we’ve gone and crashed
The driver’s speaking
And the car is still intact it was only minor well that’s the end of that

Girl that’s the end of that as we know
Girl some things you don’t know

(Dumb surfer)
(Dont suffer) X2?

Ay
Some things won’t change for a while

So keep me as the villain
But my prayer, you don’t own

Chief Keef – Gotta Sack (Remix) Lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef]

I got a sack now
Try us, it’s mac rounds
Call us 30 clips, shawty blow your back down
You can’t turn me down
‘Cause this is that loud
I ain’t the mans, bitch?
Shit, how that sound?

Just for a fact, now
I got a sack now
I love to stunt, bitch
I act a ass, now (x2)

[Verse 1: Jay J]

If you call that loud, please invest in something louder/
Red beam you can see it from the Eiffel Tower/
But that’s only if you disrespect me while I’m getting allowance wit my niggas/
Why y’all be smoking that midget?/

Getting this high, don’t attempt it/
ASAP this shit can get rocky/
I’m getting that paper, come watch me/
My nigga come watch me/

Bitch nigga I ain’t tryna match/
For a fact that shit you smoking is trash/
Weed smell all in my bag/
On my homies dash, ashes and wraps/

Won’t you go head’ and just turn up the bass/
I mean the bass/
You think your shit’s hot
But really it ain’t/

Hearing you rap is like spit in the face/
I’m wrapping this up with some glue and some tape/
Breaking it down so you can relate/
So high that I’m in a daze/

Orange hairs glisten with the crystals on the face/
Ghost OG right now’s my favorite/

Popcaan – El Chapo Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo yo
El-El Gringo, El Gringo, El Chapo, El Chapo
Boy violate and the chopper dem chop you
Unruly fucking boss

Me ova dweet
Put the ‘K pon repeat
Bullet inna face, anuh feet
Lef’ shell pon the street
Make pure squady see it
Boy gone with the worm fi go sleep

[Verse 1]
Empty the MAC19 inna your face and gone
So real badman kill dem
Police come find dem dead pon the street like dog
M1 rifle a sting dem
Bere one stepper boy give you 1
Pussy, man a bad from day one
Buss out dem head, me no spare man
When mi rifle a spray like Baygon, dawg
Gunshot connect like three way
Slap out dem head pon the freeway
Boy body drop inna middle day
When Grabba Dawg squeeze up the mini ‘K
Pussy dem think dem evil yet
Empty the Intratec inna your pee pee breath
Killy step up inna dem place, bullet inna dem face when dem a watch stage show pon internet
Mmm
Watch the boy neat, and send him home
Down a Madden, pon the ice him chilling out
Coffin and wreath dem picking out
You love chat, gunshot never miss your mouth
Him friend dem a yap a lot
True dem a lack a Glock
Wha’ dem a do?…
If the pussy dem bad, tell dem, “Run in!”
A gunshot a burn him, yeah

[Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy

[Verse 2]
Pull up pon dem ends inna the Honda Stream
White line just a beat up the laser beam
With the M16, it’s a page me give him
Buss him head inna the traffic, everybody a see him
Double tap, fully auto grains a beat off
No pussy can’t call Unruly weak heart
Shot a knock inna your chest, no shoot no knee part
If you don’t mean it, no make no cheap talk
3 West, Braeton, Naggo Head
Killy dem no ‘fraid fi lef’ a clip inna dem dread
30 inna clip, and me got one inna the head
And anytime me buck dem up, a ten inna dem head
Big MAC90 me lift up
Pussy dem see the fire ball and shit up
Boy a run fi him life and trip up
Iron dog bark, volcano a erupt
Oh!

[Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy

[Outro]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy…

Fergie – You Already Know (feat. Nicki Minaj)

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Verse 1: Fergie]
Let it go, get rolled, I just can’t hold
Back and forth ’cause I’m the girl with soul
Ain’t controlling effects, so what the heck
Rock the discotheque ’cause this groove is up next
Tease on the camera, freeze while I animate
I’m no amateur, I’m a laminate
I’ma assassinate all the imitates
Then I’ma take a break, and meditate
Hmm, let me think about it
Put my little noodle on the problem, then I drink about it
Drink a little, swig a little, sip a little, spill a little
Feel a little loopy when I get a little tipsy
Beez got me feeling like a gypsy
Smoking on a hookah got me feeling like a hippie, trippy
Gone for a minute and you missed me
Now Fergie back with a bag full of tricksies, what

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, ayo, let it go, let’s go
I keep a bar like Esco
I wanna ball, where the nets go?
I’m on stage, you can stand where the guests go
Bitches is my sons, they don’t wanna leave the nest, though
They like, aw, where the ref go?
I-I got these hoes scared to pass, I got that intercept flow
I made a movie like Seth Rog’
And since I came in the game, they careers on death row
Damn, they ain’t seen young Nicki in a week
Five shows, made three millie in a week
You are now looking at the the best, the elite
Too bad you can’t go and invest in critiques
I’m thick and petite, tell ’em quick, pick a seat
I pull up in a Ghost, no sheets, trick or treat
I know they on E, but I don’t give a F, though
Bad attitude, but my pussy is the best, though

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Verse 3: Fergie]
Come get some, you little bums
Dudes want the cake, but they can’t get a crumb
From the original, sexual, visual dope chick and all that good shit
Charismatic when I’m at it
When I add it up, I’m mathematic, baby
Top game, I’m out the attic
There you have it, no dramatics, hold the static
Pose for the camera, daddy, I’m vogueing
Baby, I’m glamorous, and I’m folding
Grammys and AMAs, I’m holding
Amazing the way I keep shit frozen
Cool, that’s true, got new shoes and a new attitude
Got my hair did, got a new hairdo
Come and see me at a venue near you

[Bridge: Fergie]
I said watch me, I said watch me when I drop it
Just watch and learn, baby, watch and learn, baby
It’s hot, it burns so I drop it
Oh baby, watch me when I drop it
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?
You didn’t know I could drop it like that, did you?

[Chorus: Fergie]
Life’s a movie, let the camera roll
Fast life moving, ain’t no going slow
That’s right, baby, you already know
You already know, hope you’re ready
Ready, steady, steady, rocking

[Post-Chorus: Fergie & Nicki Minaj]
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, (yeah) this is how I do (yeah)
This is how I do, this is how I do
This is how I do, this is how I do

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Make some noise for my girl Fergie Ferg