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Imagine Dragons – Yesterday lyrics

Here’s to my future
Here’s to my yesterday
Here’s to change
Oh, here’s to my yesterday
No tomorrow without a yesterday
Here’s to my future
Goodbye to yesterday

All these years I’ve been searching
For who I’m supposed to be
All this time I’ve been wasting
‘Cause I was right in front of me

Oh, it’s a crooked old tradition
By a masterful magician
But in the all this trouble I’ve met
I haven’t got one single regret, no

Here’s to my future
Here’s to my yesterday
Here’s to change
Oh, here’s to my yesterday
No tomorrow without a yesterday
Here’s to my future
Goodbye to yesterday
Yesterday

Oh, I’m a hopeless crash collision
‘Cause I’m a hostage to my pride
By my own volition
I’ve been a saint, I’ve been the truth, I’ve been the lie

Oh, it’s a crooked old tradition
By a masterful magician
But in this all this trouble I’ve met
I haven’t got one single regret, no

Here’s to my future
Here’s to my yesterday
Here’s to change
Oh, here’s to my yesterday
No tomorrow without a yesterday
Here’s to my future
Goodbye to yesterday
Yesterday

A new day you can go, you can do anything you wanna
It’s your play, swing low, go high
Anywhere you wanna
You can reach for the moon
Anywhere your dreams could take you
Go astray, fade away
Just leave it to yesterday

Here’s to my future
Here’s to my yesterday
Here’s to change
Oh, here’s to my yesterday
No tomorrow without a yesterday
Here’s to my future
Goodbye to yesterday
Yesterday

2 Chainz – I Luv Dem Strippers lyrics

Let’s play big bank take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I’m in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass

Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas

First I back back, Louie backpack
Where’s Paris Hilton? Where’s Kat Stacks?
I’m Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion
Them broke hoes can’t pay attention, your cutie missing, New Edition
Mr. Telephone man, there’s something wrong with my line
When I call my baby’s number, I get a click every time
Every line is dope, you can snort it
Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics
I’m haterphobic, they mad cause I’m winning
They busy high and catching, mad cause I’m pinching
All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening
My weed so loud, everybody listen
They say it’s for the birds, so I bought a kilo
My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo

Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas

2 Chainz, you f*cking crazy, motherf*ckers know I’m f*cking crazy
Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
Bitch, I rep that rich gang. Where’s Stunna? Where’s Wayne?
That’s red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine
Tell Tyga, lookin’ for this bitch called Blac Chyna
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash
Yes that’s why I’m crowned queen, and I ain’t lookin’ for the prom king
These hoes’ careers ain’t promising, killing these bitches – crime scene
Oh, that’s how a bitch do it
Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up
This sh*t hit you in the chin like a pull up
My door so cocky, my door so stuck up
Oh, hop up out the space car
Bitches stay pressed, I call them a space bar
Man I wish a bitch would, hundred-thousand dollar engine,
I wish a bitch could

Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
Yeah, I luv dem strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas

Wait I don’t even think these niggas understood what the f*ck I just said
I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could
2 Chainz!

Marina And The Diamonds – Blue lyrics

We’ve broken up and now I regret it
I said goodbye when I shouldn’t have said it
I even cried but I never meant it
And I don’t know why but I can’t forget it

Gimme love, gimme dreams, gimme a good self esteem
Gimme good and pure, what you waiting for?
Gimme everything, all your heart can bring
Something good and true
I don’t wanna feel Blue anymore (Blue)
I don’t wanna feel blue anymore (Blue)
Gimme, gimme…

Gimme one more night
One last goodbye
Let’s do it one last time
Let’s do it one last time
One more time

No, I don’t love you
No, I don’t care
I just want to be held when I’m scared
And all I want is one night with you
Just cause I’m selfish
I know it’s true

Gimme love, gimme dreams, gimme a good self esteem
Gimme good and pure, what you waiting for?
Gimme everything, all your heart can bring
Something good and true
I don’t wanna feel Blue anymore (Blue)
I don’t wanna feel blue anymore (Blue)
Gimme, gimme…

Gimme one more night
One last goodbye
Let’s do it one last time
Let’s do it one last time
One more time

I’m sick of looking after you
I need a man to hold on to
I’m bored of everything we do
But I just keep coming back to you
I’m sick of looking after you
I need a man to hold on to
I’m bored of everything we do
But I just keep coming back to you

For one more night
One last goodbye
Let’s do it one last time
Let’s do it one last time
One more time

Gimme love, gimme dreams
Gimme a good self esteem
Gimme good and pure, what you waiting for?
Gimme everything, all your heart can bring
Something good and true
I don’t wanna feel blue anymore (Blue)
I don’t wanna feel blue anymore (Blue)
Gimme, gimme, gimme anything
But blue, blue, blue, royal Blue
I just wanna know who I’m looking for (Blue)
Gimme, gimme, gimme anything but blue, blue, blue…

Timeflies – Worse Things Than Love lyrics

[Timeflies]
You look good, so fine
Come on, put your body on mine
Whoa, whoa
So bad and you know
You turn heads as you go
Whoa, whoa

Whenever we get together it’s like (Hell yeah)
I’m feeling fresher than the Fresh Prince of (Bel-Air)
And, girl, if it ain’t about you then I (don’t care)
No, I don’t care
And you know that you should

Take a chance with me tonight
I know you feel it, so do I
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love
Lonely hearts can multiply
A world away from paradise
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love

And all the people say
And everybody say
There’s worse things, worse things than love

Them jeans, so tight
I wanna peel ’em off of your thighs
Whoa (they got me saying), whoa
She a freak, that’s right
And we don’t leave the sheets the whole night
Whoa (you got me saying), whoa

Everybody say
And everybody say
There’s worse things, worse things than love
Yeah
Yeah, come on (Timeflies)
There’s worse things, there’s worse things than love (Natalie La Rose)

[Natalie La Rose]
Better off alone, well, what do we know?
We got a past that follows us wherever we go
If we ever find a way to check our own egos
We sit and talk with a couple bottles of the vino
Maybe say tonight when it’s light, cappuccino
Maybe if it’s right, I can buy a pair of stilettos
Maybe that’d be sh*t, we can go and see tho
Well all you need is love, boy, just go and ask the Beatles

Take a chance with me tonight
I know you feel it, so do I
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love
Lonely hearts can multiply
A world away from paradise
Girl, you got to know there are worse things
There’s worse things than love

You know
You got to know there’s worse things
There’s worse things than love
You know that people say
You got to know, you got to know there’s worse things
There’s worse things than love

Justin Bieber – Perfect Together lyrics

[Justin Bieber]
I’m not perfect sometimes
No you’re not perfect sometimes
But even when it’s wrong it feels right
‘cause we’re perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together

Wo-oh

It’s amazing
So amazing
That we are still here, yeah
‘cause we’re changing
Re-arraging
But I still see you clear
How can I love you more than me?
Tell me the way you and I can fix it

I’m not perfect sometimes
No you’re not perfect sometimes
But even when it’s wrong it feels right
‘cause we’re perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together

Wo-oh

No more lonely nights
No more city lights
And we’re not feeling in the worse baby
You know how to hit me baby
Light shines through the house now
Darkest days in the past nights
You don’t know what you do to me

How can I love you more than me?
Tell me the way you and I can fix it

I’m not perfect sometimes
No you’re not perfect sometimes
But even when it’s wrong it feels right
‘cause we’re perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together
Perfect together, perfect together

Wo-oh

Gucci Mane – Strep Throat Lyrics

[Intro]
(Southside on the track, yeah)
But now the work ain’t stepped on
I make her suck it til she strep throat
Turned into a klepto

[Hook]
Used to get slept on, but now the work ain’t stepped on
I make her suck it til she strep throat
But then she turned into a klepto
This for my niggas getting slept on
But now the work ain’t stepped on
Who make her suck it til she strep throat
Watch that bitch, that bitch a klepto, that bitch a klepto

[Verse 1]
My niggas in the ghetto, yeah they toting heavy metal
Make her suck it til she strep throat
Jump off the top rope the bed broke
My trap house in the ghetto, my stash house got an echo
I know some vatos in Chicago
They’ll slit your throat, they’ll leave your neck broke
Savannah plug I call him presto, Savannah but he call me [?]
At sea port I got good dope
Gucci Mane I got the best smoke (gato)

[Hook]
Used to get slept on, but now the work ain’t stepped on
I make her suck it til she strep throat
But then she turned into a klepto
This for my niggas getting slept on
But now the work ain’t stepped on
Who make her suck it til she strep throat
Watch that bitch, that bitch a klepto

[Verse 2]
All these diamond chains got these bitches on me, yea
I know they see me putting on (puttin on)
They ain’t want me back then but now she want me, yeah
Same way as Mike Jones
Call me pretty boy Tony Macaroni, yeah
[?] that bitch chose
Me and the plug in his backyard we racing ponies, yeah
I just bet a kilo
You’re playing bully but we all feel it’s baloney
Act like you real but we all know you’s a phony
I’m like a Beverly hill-billy with the money
Would call you Orville Redenbacher cause you’re corny

[Hook]
Used to get slept on, but now the work ain’t stepped on
I make her suck it til she strep throat
But then she turned into a klepto
This for my niggas getting slept on
But now the work ain’t stepped on
Who make her suck it til she strep throat
Watch that bitch, that bitch a klepto

Fally Ipupa – Original Lyrics

[Intro]

Original
Hustler, hustler

Trop d’avance comme Rolls Royce sur moto
Fally Ipupa Dicap La Merveille
Original, original
Listen, ecoutez bien
Original
Get up, get up and dance, dance

[Couplet : Fally Ipupa]

Africa viens dancer, original
Europa viens dancer, original
America, let’s dance
Sud America Como estas
Asia nǐ hǎo

Epasuka, fire
Epasuka
Kinshasa bisengo, original
Abidjan on s’enjaille
Douala Yaoundé, makossa
Libreville oriengo
Angola bom dia
Dakar sanga tef tef
Mbala

Marie Jeanne bolo, bolo, bolo, bolo oh
Marie Jeanne bolole
Abangaka etumba te
Abundaka motaka
Mota mota mota mota ah ah

Epasuka fire

Marie Jeanne bolole
Abangaka etumba te
Abundaka motaka
Mota mota mota mota ah

Marie Jeanne bolole
Abangaka etumba te

Epasuka
Efungwama
Original

Oka, hihi, oka, hihi, oka, hihi, oka
Oka, hihi, oka, hihi, oka, hihi, oka

Ladies, sexy girls
Come dance, with me
Do with me, bad things
Because you are a bad girl
I am a bad man
Bad man

I’am original

Original

Marie Jeanne bolole
Abangaka etumba te
Abundaka motaka

Ah Marie Jeanne bolole
Abangaka etumba te
Abundaka motaka
Motaka motaka

Animations : Kasangidi

Muse yoyo muyaya ma eh eh
Museyi muse (Muyaya me)
Museti museti (Muyaya me)
Muse yoyo (Muyaya me)
Museyi Museyi

Nga Gecamines naye lisusu (muyaya me)
Museti museti (muyaya me)
Museyoyo (muyaya me)
Museyi museyi (muyaya me)
Ah museyi, muse (muyaya me)

Cardi B – Bartier Cardi Lyrics

[Intro: Cardi B & 21 Savage]
Bardi in a ‘Rari, diamonds all over my body
Shinin’ all over my body
Put that bitch on Molly
Bardi
Bitch on Molly
21, diamonds all over my body
Said, that bitch on Molly
Nigga, I’m ’bout it

[Chorus: Cardi B & 21 Savage]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a ‘Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin’ all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain’t gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Who get this mothafucker started? (Cardi)
Who took your bitch out to party? (Cardi)
I took your bitch in the party (Cardi)
Who that be fly as a Martian? (Cardi)
Who that on fleek in the cut? (Cardi)
Who got the bricks in the truck? (Cardi)
Them diamonds gon’ hit like a bitch on a bitch ass bitch
Bitch, you a wannabe Cardi
Red bottom M.J. moonwalk on a bitch
Moonwalkin’ through your clique
I’m moonwalkin’ in the 6
Sticky with the kick, moonrocks in this shit
I from the motherfuckin’ Bronx (Bronx)
I keep the pump in the trunk (trunk)
Bitch if you bad then jump (jump)
Might lead your bitch in a slump

[Chorus: Cardi B & 21 Savage]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a ‘Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin’ all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain’t gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Your bitch wanna party with a Savage (21)
Saint Laurent Savage in an Aston (yeah)
High end cars and fashion (21)
I don’t eat pussy, I’m fastin’ (on God)
I’m a Blood, my brother Crippin’
Bitch, I’m drippin’, ho, you trippin’
Told the waitress I ain’t tippin’
I like hot sauce on my chicken (on God)
I pulled the rubber off and I put hot sauce on her titties (21)
I’m in a Bentley truck, she keep on suckin’ like it’s tinted (21)
All these VVS’, nigga, my sperm worth millions (on God)
The bitch so bad I popped a Molly ‘fore I hit it (21)

[Chorus: Cardi B & 21 Savage]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a ‘Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin’ all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain’t gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)

[Verse 3: Cardi B]
Step in this bitch in Givenchy (cash)
Fuck up a check in Givenchy (cash)
Boss out the coupe and them inches
I fuck up a bag at the Fendi, I fuck up a bag in a minute
Who you know drip like this?
Who you know built like this?
I’m poppin’ shit like a dude
Pull up to pop at your crew
Brrrrrrrat, poppin’ at you, woo
They say you basic
I flooded the Rollie with diamonds
I flooded the Patek and bracelet
I got your bitch and she naked
Ice on the cake, when I bake it
I’m switchin’ lanes in the Range
Swap out the dick for the brain
Swap out your bitch for your main
Swap out the trap for the fame
Ice on them Carti B Cartier frames

[Chorus: Cardi B & 21 Savage]
Your bitch wanna party with Cardi
Cartier Bardi in a ‘Rari (21)
Diamonds all over my body (Cardi)
Shinin’ all over my body (my body)
Cardi got your bitch on molly
Bitch, you ain’t gang, you lame
Bentley truck lane to lane
Blow out the brain (21)
I go insane, insane
I drop a check on the chain
Fuck up a check in the plane
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Say what?)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (21)
Cardi took your man, you upset, uh
Cardi got rich, they upset, yeah
Cardi put the pussy on Offset (Cardi)
Cartier, Cardi B brain on Offset (Cardi)

Lana Del Rey – White Mustang (feat. anyone) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Packin’ all my things for the summer
Lyin’ 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 feelin’
The day your record dropped

[Chorus]
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang

[Verse 2: anyone]
I gave my number, she never called back
Snooty cover, lusty lover
Heart is polar, but she knows I own her
End of summer, back to sucker

Took her clothes off the day we met
From all your lovers the highest threat
The only one to get and share your mess
Lovely freckles, finest legs

Was she an omen? I don’t know men
Should’ve kept her, golden treasure
I feel broken, shouldn’t left her
Imbecile, life is dreadful

Rev the Stang, White Stang
Live my life, white lie
Cuz I just couldn’t stop

[Chorus]
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Your white Mustang

[Bridge]
You’re revvin’ and revvin’ and revvin’ it up
And the sound, it was frightenin’
And you were gettin’ a part of that
You’re gonna hit me like lightnin’

[Chorus]
White Mustang
Your white Mustang
The day I saw your white Mustang
Said you’re a wild mustang

[Outro]
You’re gonna hit me like lightnin’
You’re gonna hit me like lightnin’

Gucci Mane – Dickriders Lyrics

[Intro]
The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?)
She ain’t really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin’
Proper-talking, bitch

[Hook]
A nigga got pregnant, he was dickriding so much
The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?)
She ain’t really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin’
Fake proper-talking, bitch be like “Please pass the Backwood” (what?)
Trap boy Jack, I get the pack and run it back
What they say ’bout Guwop, stop the trap-shit, run it back
Big bro was a good boy, he sacked the quarterback
But I was just a hood-boy, bricks in my culdesac (brick)

[Verse]
Jordan number five, Gucci man, I’m still alive (whoa)
Domino, vamanos, pull up with a pie (domo)
Middle finger with the five, fuck the GBI (fuck ’em)
Mississippi, country nigga, crooked letter I (sip)
Matty with the eye, call me Patty with the pies (Patty)
I’m comin’ ov’, on the stove, look like I’m whippin’ rocks (skrrt)
Fuck her lookin in her eye, then I tell a lie
I’m leaving now, don’t tell her why, I just tell her “Bye” (bye)
Club full of side-hoes, giving the side-eye (side)
Pull up murk the parking lot, call it a drive-by (grrah)
She tired of the small-fry, she want the big guy (s’Gucci)
It’s a lot of niggas snitchin’, lot of niggas telling lies (liar)

[Hook]
A nigga got a pregnant, he was dickriding so much
The word around town is this nigga six months (huh?)
She ain’t really pretty, she just Instagram stuntin’
Fake proper-talking, bitch be like “Please pass the Backwood” (what?)
Trap boy Jack, I get the pack and run it back
What they say ’bout Guwop, stop the trap-shit, run it back
Big bro was a good boy, he sacked the quarterback
But I was just a hood-boy, bricks in my culdesac (brick)

Macklemore – Corner Store (feat. Dave B & Travis Thompson)

Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Okay, 2 AM, I’m posted (I’m posted)
All in my Jansport
Moving to Utah, run with
Might treat your block like a dance floor
Finesse the rent out the landlord
Mama said, "Pull your pants up"
Bending corners, and scraper are loyal to tell my bands up
I’m pushing, moving work, proving
There’s commas on the way
Put the pussy on pedestal, blow the medical to the face
It’s sad that they know my face
Rollin heaven in my new Wraith
Declining the call from labels
Still grubbin’ on struggle tastes
They all wanna know what’s next, I don’t even know myself
Nah, I don’t wanna hear your bullshit, I don’t really need your help
I’m posted and smoking just like my uncles before me
I politic with the stagnant, forget my day by the morning, it go
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
I grew up on Old English, that’s that malt liquor (aha)
Never smoked a Backwood, it was all Swishers (uh-uh)
Before I pulled a fake ID out on a bartender
I was on bag of Cuban Z’s, walking off kilter
We ain’t have no common sense
Through that dirt and hop that fence (aha)
Roasting, talking shit, we mobbing, I just got my mama’s whip (Hell yeah)
We blow dank out that window
Right with your tape up, it’s garbage
I used to roll up a spliff, and I mixed the weed with the Parliament, ayy (oh shit)
Couldn’t tell you ’bout our future (Yeah)
We was on the corner, posted (yeah)
Wasn’t thinking ’bout tomorrow (uh-uh)
On the rooftop smoking (smokin’)
Swisher guts in the Funyun bag (yes)
I was just doing my thing (my thing)
Hit the hot food aisle (uhuh)
Got the gizzards instead of the wings (Gizzards)
But it’s all love, run my route, play the course
Sweatpants, shorts, wife beater, posted on the porch
Reminiscing, 2:11, and we smokin’ on some Ports
And getting hella faded
Gotta re-up so you know we ’bout to hit the
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Taking my time, working it out
Counting the coin, breaking my back (yeah)
All in my loins, all on my nerves
Can’t get a break, but that’s my snack
Call me Almond Joy, mama’s boy
Can’t afford none of what you ordered
Shit, I’m hardly on, not quite broke
Off the wall but on the boarder
Pushing pen to the paper for peso
They wanna leggo
Close construction, no room for the huevos (yeah yeah)
You gotta love it
That’s Benny, he like Montego, he save you like the gecko
He not gon’ pay the debt ’til you ice, get OG Maco
Boy so wonderful
Them cheap thrills, they come and they go, yeah
Talking ’bout we saved you a seat, boy, boy
They don’t want no one to know long as you comfortable, yeah
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ through the city and we hide behind the tints
In the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Posted at the corner store, posted at the corner store
Corner store, 2 AM
Got some mango Hi-Chews, a bag of chips
Rollin’ ’round the city and we hide behind the tints
Out the Benz-o, got the Swisher out the window, then we dip
Corner store, that’s all (Gemini)
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change
The courage to change the things I can
And the wisdom to know the difference

SZA – The Weekend

[Verse 1]
You say you got a girl
How you want me?
How you want me when you got a girl?
The feelin’ is reckless
Of knowin’ it’s selfish
And knowin’ I’m desperate
Gettin’ all in your love
Fallin’ all over love, like
Do it ’til it hurts less
Hanging out the back, all up in your lap
Like is you comin’ home?
Is you out with her?
I don’t care long as you’re here by
10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, give me what I want

[Chorus]
My man is my man is your man
Heard it’s her man too
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You’re like 9 to 5, I’m the weekend
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I got it covered for the weekend

[Verse 2]
I gotta say I’m in the mood for a little bit more of that
I mean I’m saying what kind of deal, just two days?
I need me at least ’bout four of them
More of them, more of you on me
On us, just tell me you want me, yeah
Monday and I’ll be at your door
Ready to take her place
Ready to give you
What you’ve been missin’ on weekdays
What you’ve been waitin’ for
10:30, no later than
Drop them drawers, I know what you want

[Chorus]
My man is my man is your man
Heard it’s her man too
My man is my man is your man
Heard that’s her man
Tuesday and Wednesday, Thursday and Friday
I just keep him satisfied through the weekend
You’re like 9 to 5, I’m the weekend
Make him lose his mind every weekend
You take Wednesday, Thursday
Then just send him my way
Think I got it covered for the weekend

[Outro]
Ayyy
Bright ideas
We got bright ideas
Ayyy
Bright ideas
We got bright ideas
Ayyy
Bright ideas
We got bright ideas

Kendrick Lamar – LOVE. (feat. Zacari)

[Streaming Intro: Kendrick Lamar]
Damn, love or lust
Damn, all of us

[Physical Intro: Kid Capri]
We still lettin’ it spin, y’all
Here we go!

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
(Another world premiere!)
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curb, would you still love me?
If I minimized my net worth, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Ayy, I got somethin’
Hol’ up, we gon’ function, no assumptions
Feelin’ like Tyson with it
Knock it out twice, I’m with it
Only for the night, I’m kiddin’
Only for life, you’re a homie for life
You’re a homie for life, let’s get it
Hit that shoulder lean
I know what comin’ over mean
Backstroke oversea
I know what you need
Already on ten, our money come in
All feeling go out, this feeling don’t drought
This party won’t end

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curb, would you still love me?
If I minimized my net worth, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
I’m on the way
We ain’t got no time to waste
Poppin’ your gum on the way (love me)
Am I in the way?
I don’t wan’ pressure you none
I want your blessing today (love me)
Oh, by the way, open the door by the way
Told you that I’m on the way (love me)
I’m on the way, I know connection is vague
Pick up the phone for me, babe
Damn it, we jammin’
Bad attitude from yo’ nanny
Curves and your hips from yo’ mammy
Remember Gardena, I took the studio camera
I know Top will be mad at me
I had to do it, I want your body, your music
I bought the big one to prove it
Look what you made
Told you that I’m on the way
I’m like a’ exit away, yep

[Refrain: Kendrick Lamar & Zacari]
If I didn’t ride blade on curb, would you still love me?
If I minimized my net worth, would you still love me?
Keep it a hundred, I’d rather you trust me than to love me
Keep it a whole one hund’: don’t got you, I got nothin’

[Chorus: Zacari & Kendrick Lamar]
Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, feelin’ lovely, livin’ lovely
Just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Just love me, just love me, just love me
I wanna be with you, ayy, I wanna be with
Love me
I wanna be with you
Love me, just love me

H.E.R. – Avenue

[Verse 1]
I liked you better on the first date
I shoulda said what’s wrong in the first place
I don’t ’cause you always takin’ it the wrong way
You won’t listen you’re too busy playin’ 2K
I always been down but you still sleep
And even though I said that night I shouldn’t been peaked
I feel it in my soul yeah it’s so deep
So deep you should know that about me

[Chorus]
I just turned just turned down your avenue
I had to but I’m mad at you
You always say I got a attitude
But that’s you, you was actin’ rude
I had to ask you if you had a few
Because you always say I got a attitude

[Verse 2]
Why you talkin’ to me like, you be like
Why you always wanna be right?
Oh I just need the time that you can’t find
I just need to know that it’s still mine
And the way that you can’t say my name don’t seem right
But I know when to go and to stop at the green light

[Chorus]
I just turned, just turned down your avenue
I had to but I’m mad at you
You always say I got a attitude
But that’s you, you was actin’ rude
I had to ask you if you had a few
Because you always say I got a attitude

[Bridge]
So I’m the one that’s out of place
I’m the one that’s in a way
I don’t communicate
I’m so spoiled
So I’m the one that need a break
Like you ain’t stay in my place
But you’re the one who came home late
And I ain’t loyal

That’s you yeah that’s you yeah that’s you…

[Chorus]
I just turned, just turned down your avenue
I had to but I’m mad at you
You always say I got a attitude
But that’s you, you was actin’ rude
I had to ask you if you had a few
Because you always say I got a attitude

Lil Wayne – Blackin Out (feat. Euro)

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Six shit
Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga

[Verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans
Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b [?] and Michelle (Okay)
Sittin’ back, getting head from Mademoiselle
Tryna’ put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
Now they say I’m big time
While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
If she bad and I am greata’, get her unlimited data
They tryna’ build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game but we don’t play that shit
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga’ bills
Bigga’ sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
Racks nigga, real bigga’, Shaq bigga’, lil’ nigga
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
I ain’t into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
Nigga run through the white
Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga that’s Sunny D-Light
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
Talkin’ boutta a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin’ Huss race
I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
The shells fallin’ to the ground, shakin’ make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
Some niggas like flight crowns
Some niggas like to fight vessels
Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me
I say "Time will tell"
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em’
Niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin’ here, lookin’ like "aww, yeah", lawn chair
Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin’ like top shelf
Cool is two L’s and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
That’s some slick shit

Kelly Clarkson – Medicine (On The Voice 2017) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Bet you won’t like to hear that
Since we’ve been over, got that stress off my back
I’m livin’ my life like a celebration
Changed up my vision like a revelation
You gave me fever love, but too much drama
And I ain’t even worried ’bout it ’cause I’m too far gone now
Far gone now, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
Don’t talk about ya
Almost forgot about you
Said, I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
Don’t talk about ya
Almost forgot about you

[Chorus]
So watch out
‘Cause your love’s not allowed
You touch don’t heal now
I’m good (ooh)
And I know without it I’m strong
Can’t hold me down long
I’m not bothered anymore

[Refrain]
Ya can’t get me high
Never got me lit
Never bring me up
Always drag me down
I’m through with it
You ain’t my medicine

[Verse 2]
I gave you plenty chances
To hear my soul, but you just caused more damage
How does it feel to know I’m better off without you playin’
Games around my head a thousand times?
I almost damn near lost my mind

[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
Don’t talk about ya (no, no)
Almost forgot about you
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you (no, no)
I ain’t even thinkin’ ’bout you
Don’t talk about ya
Almost forgot about you

[Chorus]
So watch out
‘Cause your love’s not allowed
You touch don’t heal now
I’m good (I’m good, baby)
And I know without it I’m strong
Can’t hold me down long
I’m not bothered anymore

[Refrain]
Ya can’t get me high
Never got me lit
Never bring me up
Always drag me down
I’m through with it
You ain’t my medicine
Like, damn
Always felt so cold
Always felt so cold
Had to let that go
I’m better on my own
You ain’t my medicine

[Bridge]
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my medicine
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my medicine
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my medicine
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my med-
You ain’t my medicine

[Chorus]
So watch out
‘Cause your love’s not allowed
You touch don’t heal now
I’m good (I’m good, baby)
And I know without it I’m strong
Can’t hold me down long
I’m not bothered anymore

[Refrain]
Ya can’t get me high
Never got me lit
Never bring me up
Always drag me down
I’m through with it
You ain’t my medicine
Like damn
Always felt so cold
Always felt so cold (oh, yeah)
Had to let that go
I’m better on my own
You ain’t my medicine

[Outro]
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, no
Ooh, yeah

Imagine Dragons & Khalid – Thunder / Young Dumb & Broke (Medley)

[Verse 1: Khalid]
So you’re still thinking of me just like I know you should
I can not give you everything, you know I wish I could
I’m so high at the moment, I’m so caught up in this
Yeah, we’re just young, dumb and broke
But we still got love to give

[Chorus: Khalid]
While we’re young dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb and broke
Young, dumb, broke high school kids

[Verse 2: Dan Reynolds]
Just a young gun with a quick fuse
I was uptight, I wanna let loose
I was dreaming of bigger things
And wanna leave my old life behind
Not a yes sir, not a follower
Fit the box, fit the mold
Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
I was lightning before the thunder

[Chorus: Dan Reynolds & Khalid]
Thunder, thunder, thunder, thun-
Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thun-
Thunder, thun-thun-thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, thunder, thunder

[Verse 2: Khalid & Dan Reynolds]
We have so much in common, we argue all the time
You always say I’m wrong, I’m pretty sure I’m right
They say you’re basic, they say you’re easy
You’re always riding in the backseat
Now I’m smiling from the stage
While you were clapping in the nose bleeds

[Chorus: Dan Reynolds & Khalid]
While we’re young dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb and broke
Young, dumb, broke high school kids
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder

[Bridge: Khalid & Dan Reynolds]
Oh, yeah
Nah, yeah
Oh, no, oh, yeah
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder

[Chorus: Dan Reynolds & Khalid]
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder
Thunder, feel the thunder
Lightning, then the thunder, thunder
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb, and broke
Young, dumb
Young, young, dumb and broke
Young, dumb, broke high school kids

[Outro: Dan Reynolds & Khalid]
Ya da da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da
Ya da da da da da da da
Young, dumb, broke high school kids
Ya da da da da da da da, ya da da da da da da
Ya da da da da da da da
Young, dumb, broke high school kids

Ke$ha – This Is Me

[Verse 1]
I’m not a stranger to the dark
Hide away, they say
‘Cause we don’t want your broken parts
I’ve learned to be ashamed of all my scars
Run away, they say
No one will love you as you are

[Pre-Chorus]
But I won’t let them break me down to dust
I know that there’s a place for us
For we are glorious

[Chorus]
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am proof
I am who I’m meant to be, this is me
Look out ’cause here I come
And I’m marching on to the beat I drum
I’m not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh

[Verse 2]
Another round of bullets hits my skin
Well, fire away ’cause today, I won’t let the shame sink in
We are bursting through the barricades
And reach above the sun (we are warriors)
Yeah, that’s what we’ll become

[Pre-Chorus]
Won’t let them break me down to dust
I know that there’s a place for us
For we are glorious

[Chorus]
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
Gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
I am brave, I am proof
I am who I’m meant to be, this is me
Look out ’cause here I come
And I’m marching on to the beat I drum
I’m not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh
This is me

[Bridge]
And I know that I deserve your love
There’s nothing I’m not worthy of
When the sharpest words wanna cut me down
I’m gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out
This is brave, this is proof
This is who I’m meant to be, this is me

[Chorus]
Look out ’cause here I come (look out ’cause here I come)
And I’m marching on to the beat I drum (marching on, marching, marching on)
I’m not scared to be seen
I make no apologies, this is me

[Outro]
(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh)
I’m gonna send a flood
Gonna drown them out
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, this is me)

Dan Auerbach – Keep It Hid

Lock the door and close the blinds
They’re comin’ for me girl and I ain’t got time
If they ask you, darlin’, oh about what I did
Baby, you’ve gotta keep it hid

I’m headin’ south, and I can’t say where
But I’ll phone you baby soon as I get there
They’re not gonna seal my coffin lid
‘Cause you’re gonna keep it hid

[Bridge]
Well Big Sue knew but she don’t no more
If you know what I mean
They’ll never find what they’re looking for
‘Cause you’re my tight-lipped queen

I’ll buy you a dress, a nice handmade piece
And send your Mom on a vacation to Greece
If you’re an auction, oh I’m the highest bid
Oh baby, ’cause you’re gonna keep it hid

Kollision – Space Cadet (Quality Control Music) Lyrics

[Hook]
Fifteen thousand just in gear, oh yea
Diamonds lit no Chandelier
Popping shit just like a pimp
Shorty bad she dressed to kill
Space cadet, a nigga floating, they talking about walking
Hundred thousand nigga stuffed in these Balmains
Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring
All gears no brakes bitch, i’m in all lanes

[Verse 1]
Pull up in something in foreign, these bitches weren’t ready
Pop me a eddie and take off like i’m in a dreadie
I want that Peso, Dineros, and I want that fetty
Pop out and i just surprised a bitch like a fetty
A foreign bitch, she shifting shit that is illegal
Stayed out of school just to be my Paralegal
Me and Quay tight like a fucking Kegal
Fifteen hundred just to walk on all these creatures

[Hook]
Fifteen thousand just in gear, oh yea
Diamonds lit no Chandelier
Popping shit just like a pimp
Shorty bad she dressed to kill
Space cadet, a nigga floating, they talking about walking
Hundred thousand nigga stuffed in these Balmains
Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring
All gears no brakes bitch, i’m in all lanes

[Verse 2]
Fuck up the scenery, killing the industry
Niggas they envy me, bitches they digging me
Know i’m a speciality
I got the recipe, kick it up in your face just like i’m [?]
I leave the state and they know my melody
Killing the shit, don’t give a fuck about symphaty
These bitches dog, I’m feeing them Pedegre
You hit the [?] felonies
I had to rob I had to scoundrel to better me
Money keep flowing like I’m in the Medellin
She made that dick disappear like Bermuda
All of my bad bitches they be some cougers
Fucking your momma, she teach me, she tutor
I had to work my move, I had to maneuver
Diamond by Elliots, that bitches [?]
Don’t let it fool ya

[Hook]
Fifteen thousand just in gear, oh yea
Diamonds lit no Chandelier
Popping shit just like a pimp
Shorty bad she dressed to kill
Space cadet, a nigga floating, they talking about walking
Hundred thousand nigga stuffed in these Balmains
Young nigga having pull just like a drawstring
All gears no brakes bitch, i’m in all lanes

JZAC – 5 Minutes With God Lyrics

Yeah

5 minutes with god
Really all I need is 5 minutes with god
I’m just here to speak for the people down here
Cuz there is so much shit we been thinking about
It’s like I know you understand I’m stressing
Tryna understand these blessing
But I’m turning on the news
And I see another dude killing people with an automatic weapon
I don’t want pain no more
Put another city under water
Man we can’t take the rain no more
Everybody got answers and we all point fingers
But nobody left to even take the blame no more, just

Just give me 5 minutes with god
Really all I need is just 5 minutes to talk
Maybe that’s the way that it’s supposed to be
but I’m feeling like we are left in the dark
For real tho

Think about a [?]
why we got to leave here
What we really need here?
Love that you made us a beautiful Earth
But why did you leave all the cancer and disease here
I don’t know what’s worst
Growing up in a broken home
Or growing up home alone
Tryna talk to god through a song
Cuz it goes to voicemail every time I hear this mobile phone
No one is home
I put all my prayers in a wish list
I know it’s not your problem to fix this
And even if you can’t help us
Maybe you could do it for how kids kids kids
Yeah, maybe you could do it for how kids kids kids
We just out here tryna live live live

5 minutes with god
Really all I need is 5 minutes with god
I’m just here to speak for the people down here
Cuz there is so much shit we been thinking about
It’s like, 5 minutes with god
Really all I need is 5 minutes to talk
maybe its the way that it’s supposed to be
But I’m feeling like we are left in the dark for real tho

Why you got to make us suffer
How you gonna take my brother
Why you make these rich, money hungry motherfuckers
Run the world and turn us all up against each other
Demons in our souls can’t hide the monster
It’s why it’s so divide and conquer, shit
But I know if you ever did say something back
You would tell me just to grind and prosper
Every little thing that I jot down
Is setting me free, letting me be
Giving me, giving me clarity
Yeah, I’m just tryna hold my own
Protect my fam and embrace the weather
Glad you understand because everybody else
Really think I got my shit together, so

5 minutes with god
Really all I need is 5 minutes with god
I’m just here to speak for the people down here
Cuz there is so much shit we been thinking about
It’s like, 5 minutes with god
Really all I need is 5 minutes to talk
Maybe its the way that it’s supposed to be
But I’m feeling like we are left in the dark for real tho

I know you understand I’m stressing
Tryna understand these blessings
I know you understand I’m
Tryna understand these
I know you understand I’m stressing
Tryna understand these blessings
I know you understand I’m
I tryna understand these

Ski Mask The Slump God Feat. Rich The Kid – Bukakke Lyrics

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, houuu
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, korrrr
My mucus (Haha, bitch)
Shout out to my mucus
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Bitch I am
woah, woah, woah
woah, woah, woah
Woah number one
Hot like a biscuit with crust on the crumb
I touch your chest like the cross on a nun
Ummm, ummm
(I touch ya chest, chest, chest)
(I touch ya chest, chest, chest)
If I was vampire, I’ll still survive in the sun
I am a mother fucker, asshole and cunt
My diamonds cling as a new born baby dog tongue, ummm

eeeeeeee
Pussy too good like yum
Make her do backflip then she cum
Choppas on em run up on it and get it shot
30 bitches imma do what I want
She wanna fuck on my neck cause I’m cool (Water)
If the pussy too good make it blue
Used to dream about the Bently till the shit came true
Got a brand new rollie and the face all blue

Like Uh, yah, yah, yah
Shout out my uh
Yuh, yuh
Aye, aye, aye, aye

I done woke up on the block
Block, block, block
Block, block, block
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it (ohhh)
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it (Oh yah)
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it
Shout out my slime and my ex
I be like
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it (Oh yah)
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it
Shout out my slime and my ex

Cuz you know they help me blow up
Bitch is throw up, what’s on my knee?
Don’t know [?]

Shout out my Bently
I do donuts
What’s in your freezer?
Bitch I’m froze up
She want the molly
Thought she told ya
Shout out my bitch (Bitch)
Cause she cold
I got the racks in my backpack (backpack)
Blue bills on me that’s a kickback (kickback)
I’m the young nigga bought the trap back (What)
You can fit a hundred thousand in a napsack (Rich)

I’m go like
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it (Oh yah)
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it
Shout out my slime and my ex
I’m on it like
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it (Oh yah)
Slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it, slay it
Shout out my slime and my ex

Lud Foe – Show Out Lyrics

Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Boom boom boom boom bitch bitch
Aye
Aye
Gang
Gang

Fuck around made me show out
Niggas be writing
Can’t wait till they free bro out
The police can’t lock me up for the shit they don’t know about
M16 in my old house
You would think we the marines
With a whole lot of rifles and beams
We headed to your house
I’m on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so i’m already loked up
Looking for your bitch?
You can find her in my Penthouse
She always talking about she suck
Kick the bitch out my house like Lisa
I caught the wave like I had to beach up
You niggas doing too much
All my lil bitch always doing too much
Say you want to beat me, you influenced too much
Thought my dick was some gum
You be chewing too much

I’m back in this field
I’m bring the cleats out
Niggas sit down, pull you a seat out
100 rounds, I’m cleaning the streets out
Aim at your taco, I’m knocking your meat out
You want that beat, then that’s something we gon see about
Always getting money, cuz that’s what I be about
Stepping on toes, like I saw her feet out
Pull on your block, we gone see you re route
She get the boot like I’m kicking my weed out
I seat on the hill, I’m bring my heat out
I’m shaking up hell, I’m passing the beat out
You in the house boy, you don’t even be out
You think you fucking with me, you not ready
That shit gone only cuz you a headache
That shit gone only cuz you a headache
Hit the studio, then I go [?] like a [?]
She made a wish, I called her ray j
Bet she ain’t putting no keys to my benz like Dede
Cuz I fucking run and go cray cray
You better hope I don’t leave bullet holes in your lele
Fell on the ground where you lay lay
Pull up on 4’s then I pull up with your baby
I’m fina hit that nene
Your bitch trip out she only see me on that pay day
Call for back up nigga, may day
I got a Ak, I took your bitch on a vacay
We had a good time JJ
Watch what you say say
Me and my niggas don’t play play
Born in this shit, been a thug since pre K
I cop a hoe, sell a bitch on Ebay
Don’t play my shit then we whopping the Dj
[?] she got her cheek out
12 at the door so the window I sneak out
Did it so fast I didn’t even peak out
I could tugg on my chain, my shit always be out
Cut off your hand if you try an reach out
PSA bitch I’m giving this speech out
Call up my jeweler, I’m picking the piece out
I’m dogging these bitches I’m bringing the leash out

Fuck around made me show out
Niggas be writing
Can’t wait till they free bro out
The police can’t lock me up for the shit they don’t know about
M16 in my old house
You would think we the marines
With a whole lot of rifles and beams
We headed to your house
I’m on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so i’m already loked up
Looking for your bitch?
You can find her in my Penthouse
She always talking about she suck
Kick the bitch out my house like Lisa
I caught the wave like I had to beach up
You niggas doing too much
All my lil bitch always doing too much
Say you want to beat me, you influenced too much
Thought my dick was some gum
You be chewing too much

Think it was some gum, you chewing too much
Think it was some gum, you chewing too much
Chewing too much
Chewing too much
Thought my dick was some gum
You be chewing too much
I’m on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so i’m already loked up

Already loked up
Already loked up

I’m on fire put the smoke out
They throw shade on my name so i’m already loked up

BOONK – Don’t Make Sense Lyrics

[Intro]
Whole lotta gang shit
Boonk Gang
Whole lotta
Whole lotta
Whole lotta gang shit

[Hook]
All this water dripping
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
All these chicks I’m hitting
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Ferragamo
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
New Balenciaga
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Gucci shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Fendi shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All these niggas hating
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
Look at this money we making
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh

[Verse 1]
We don’t fuck with you
Thought you had a friend, no you don’t
We got blue hondos
Your pocket got lent
Bitch you broke
Run up on me wrong, bitch you gone get hit
What you know?
She say we in the club
How you get that in here? Bitch you slow
Bitch I am the man,Get on like Taliban
With the scope
I do not talk to no fucking policeman, no I don’t
I don’t count until that shit is in my hand , no I don’t
Nigga being broke is not part of my plan

[Hook]
What you know about all that water dripping
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
All these chicks I’m hitting
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Ferragamo
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
New Balenciaga
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Gucci shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Fendi shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All these niggas hating
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
Look at this money we making
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh

[Verse 2]
I’m on the Boonk gang shit
Do it like no other
Give no fucks
Yesterday I fuck a bitch in front her mother
Give no fucks
Somebody tell Billy Jean I am not her lover, get the fuck
Cuz that kid is not my son, try another
Bitch good luck
When they see you getting money
Now they want some, what the fuck
9 times out of 10 they didn’t even help you get none
What the fuck
I don’t count until that shit is in my hand, no I don’t
Nigga being broke is not part of my plan

[Hook]
What you know about all that water dripping
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
All these chicks I’m hitting
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Ferragamo
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh
New Balenciaga
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Gucci shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All this Fendi shit
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
All these niggas hating
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh
Look at this money we making
Shit don’t make no sense, yuh yuh yuh

Boonk Gang!

Cuban Doll Feat. Rich The Kid – Unbothered Remix Lyrics

You hoes not even really unbothered

Dance on these broke hoes like I’m supposed to
To stay Cuban
I got some new money but the dough next imma [?]
We never spoke hoe, you a broke hoe
What you doing?
I need some more money in the tour bus when I’m moving
I don’t be worried about bitches
I don’t be worried about hoes
I need more checks to cash
I need more stacks for clothes
Bitches be hating the glow
That’s why I don’t fuck with these hoes
I want to go to the bank and stack up my money some more

Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper
No bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta
Baby girl unbothered, stay tuned for the slaughter
Water wrist, that’s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter
Tell these bitches come harder
Every [?] want a Cuban
I know they fuck with the music
Soon as they notice the glow
They want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind
Tell them hoes Imma do it
I don’t care how a bitch feel
I’m about to make her feel stupid

Kick a bitch out the Bently
Racks on me like a 50
Diamonds singing like Whitney
Put the dick in her kidneys
Cuban links cost a 40
Rich bitch she gone spoil me
Broke niggas got em salty
They want a show, can’t afford me
Ouu she a eater
Pick up a check went an got me a freezer
I still got the beeper
I play with the keys, I’m fucking Alisha
Hop over a check for a bigger bag
I ain’t got time for that chitter chat
The racks on my back like a piggy back
The pinky ring caught me another sack

Whoa, whoa, broke bitches never prosper
No bums on the roster
Smoke good like a Rasta
Baby girl unbothered, stay tuned for the slaughter
Water wrist, that’s aqua
Got the sauce like tarter
Tell these bitches come harder
Every [?] want a Cuban
I know they fuck with the music
Soon as they notice the glow
They want to fuck with the movement
I had to get on my grind
Tell them hoes Imma do it
I don’t care how a bitch feel
I’m about to make her feel stupid

Lil Wayne – Bank Account Lyrics

On god
Dedication 6 on god
Dedication 6 on god
Yeah

25 million on a nice big ole mansion
And bitch I still haven’t invited your family
When you walk in you see the art and cool Grammy’s
I’m just gonna kill that pussy now
It’s just a cold casket
25 million on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be careful where you’re bringing your besties
Satin sheets I ain’t time for no messes
The exorcist told me my wifey is possessive
Adderall so we can go restless
We’re fucking all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we both, professionals,
Now ride me like an open road, no pedestrian

You buy a car for the bitch, I buy the narcs to this bitch
You buy apartments and shit, it’s nice, I just walked in this bitch
You buy the art for the bitch
Y’ll arguing too often and shit
You always starting shit
That shit come off the bench
Shoutout the homies I miss
Nino and Tony and Mitch
This ain’t no call you in shit
She woke up snorting this shit
She won’t go hard for a bitch
She knows what happens today
She know we always forget
And she just posted this shit
And he just saw his lil bitch
Tell em I want a trip
Tell em my guns getting skinny
Tell em they’re getting skinny for this
Give me a check, give me the throne
My hair is a minute too long
My bitch look like Vivica Berry
Your bitch look like Rosetta Stone
I made my bitch go get a clone
Fuck em together and then on their own
When and catch she when I’m gone
I’m whipping and winning the Coupe
I’m driving and sipping the soup
The shit made me drift in the Coupe
As long as I get to the stoop
Ruining the clip at the rudest lick
Pull up with my bitch who just called your bitch
Got that who is this?
She don’t know you exist
She on the mula shit
That’s the truest shit
Make you eat your words
Make you chew your shit
Then we knocking out every tooth you pick
Nigga fuck you and fuck who you with
Yeah my bitch broke but her booty fixed wait
I just popped a perc another for dessert
I washed it down with syrup
I just left planet earth, my name is the Captain Kirk
I pop a perc, I’m tripping, call me Perk Nowinski
Just call her Lowinski
Blurry, blurry vision
Blurp, hello who is this?
I just hit her line, I got a bitch in mind
I call her anytime
She taller but she’s fine, together we’re 6’9″
I hit her other line
He like what other line?, she like Nevermind
And she can tell a lie and I can tell she lying
That’s no lie
That’s awesome lil bitch
Got me a saucy little bitch
Got me a bossy little bitch
Left her for a bossier bitch
Cost me a arm and a dick
I got me a naughtier bitch
She suck on this balls and dick
I’m about to play golf with this bitch
I’m way on Mars with the bitch
She fucking with Martians and shit
You shopping at Marshals and shit
And yeah, you’re bitch getting trippy with me
Wanna quicky with me
She said she with that, I had Nicki with me
Said she legal with me
Wish you wish I had my nigga with me
Bitch, you washy-wishy
Yall can’t trick me
She said god forgive me I said nahh I’m dizzy

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 bank accounts, plus a main account
With insane amounts
Something to think about
Plus the drinking route
Now I’m hanging out
I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 bitches ready to drink me down
Ready to drink me down
Ready to drain me out
Plus my main in town
And she came around
Said that ain’t her style

25 million on a nice big ole mansion
And bitch I still haven’t invited your family
When you walk in you see the art and cool Grammy’s
I’m just gonna kill that pussy now
It’s just a cold casket
25 million on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be careful where you’re bringing your besties
Satin sheets I ain’t time for no messes
The exorcist told me my wifey is possessive
Adderall so we can go restless
We’re fucking all, all night long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we both, professionals
Now ride me like an open road, no pedestrian

Sick shit

On god, Dedication 6
On god, Dedication 6
On god, Dedication 6
This some sick shit
Oh lord Dedication 6
Oh lord Dedication 6
Oh lord Dedication 6
This some sick shit
Yes lord, Dedication 6
Yes lord, Dedication 6
This some sick shit

Katy Perry – Hey Hey Hey

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]
A big beautiful brain with a pretty face, yeah
A babydoll with a briefcase, yeah
A hot little hurricane, ha!
‘Cause I’m feminine and soft, but I’m still a boss, yeah
Red lipstick, but still so raw, yeah
Marilyn Monroe in a monster truck

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
‘Cause I can be zen and I can be the storm, yeah
Smell like a rose and I pierce like a thorn, yeah
Karate chopping the clichés and norms all in a dress

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Hey, hey, hey
You think that I’m a little baby
You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me
(Br-br-break me)

[Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Yeah, I bounce back like a pro ’cause I’m so resilient
LOL at all your limits
Keep your penny thoughts, I’m making a mint

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
‘Cause I can be zen and I can be the storm, yeah
Smell like a rose and I pierce like a thorn, yeah
Karate chopping the clichés and norms all in a dress

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Hey, hey, hey
You think that I’m a little baby
You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
No-o-o-o-oh, no way
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me (uh-uh)
(Br-br-break me)

[Bridge: Katy Perry]
I ain’t got no strings (no strings…)
I’m no one’s little puppet
Got my own cha-ching in my chubby little wallet
And secretly you love it
(You fucking love it)
And secretly you love it

[Chorus: Katy Perry & Astrid S]
Hey, hey, hey (hey)
You think that I’m a little baby
You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me
No-o-o-o-oh
Hey, hey, hey
You think that I’m a little baby
You think that I am fragile like a Fabergé
You think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me
No-o-o-o-oh, no way (no)
No-o-o-o-oh, no way (no way)
No-o-o-o-oh, no way (uh-uh)
Oh, you think that I am cracking, but you can’t break me (uh-uh)
(Br-br-break me)

Dashboard Confessional – We Fight

[Verse 1]
We were the kids that left home probably too young
But we took our share and maybe then some
Tired of beatings and battles and being sewn up
But that made us grow up, and that made ’em scared

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause we never learned to keep our voices down
No, we only learned to shout
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out
And we earned what we could from the ground up
And tried to lift the whole damn crowd up
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out

[Chorus]
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out

[Verse 2]
And there’s still a kid somewhere that needs to hear this
That somebody cares, that somebody knows
Who’s tired of bleeding and battered and being torn up
Just pick yourself up, it’s time to go

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause we never learned to keep our voices down
No, we only learned to shout
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out
And we earned what we could from the ground up
And tried to lift the whole damn crowd up
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out

[Chorus]
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out

[Bridge]
Maybe we found a way to make some tracks
We didn’t snicker and turn our backs
We just keep digging in, and digging in, and giving back

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause we never learned to keep our voices down
No, we only learned to shout
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out
And we earned what we could from the ground up
And tried to lift the whole damn crowd up
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out
Cause we never learned to keep our voices down
No, we only learned to shout
So we fight our way in
And we fight our way out

[Chorus]
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out
We fight our way in
And we fight our way out

Sugarland – Still The Same

Where do we start?
How ’bout right here where we are?
You’ve been carrying this weight around
Walk in the door and lay it down
Life goes fast
It’s been a while, I have to ask
Where have you been? How did that feel?
Where are we now? ‘Cause that’s what’s real, yeah

All the space and the time between us
Man, you should have seen us
This ain’t no mystery
Our future is our history

I feel alive
And can we try
To leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same
And here we are
We’ve come so far
Let’s leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same

What comes next
We don’t know, we’re not there yet
But I bet it’s gonna shine better than all we left behind
In a room in a blink and now it’s
Like we never went a day without it
Pick it back up where we left off
This is liftoff

I feel alive
And can we try
To leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same
And here we are
We’ve come so far
Let’s leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same

Ooh ooh, watch it spin
And ooh ooh, jump right in
And ooh ooh, let’s begin
And we can see don’t have to be
A big step, just imagine
Take a breath, let it happen
When I hear you laugh
It sets me free, it sets me free

I feel alive
And can we try
To leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same
And here we are
We’ve come so far
Let’s leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same
I feel alive
And can we try
To leave it better than how it came
Don’t be afraid to change
Our love is still the same, still the same, still the same

Wiz Khalifa – Letterman (Lyric Video)

808 Mafia
Ooh, yeah

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey

[Verse 1]
I just drink too much Gin
And I’m more drunk than I ever been
And I’m ’bout to roll up the medicine
Now they got a girl and her best friend
Let ’em take shots, now they feelin’ it
Tell me that I’m better than her ex man
If I hit it once, I’ma hit again, yeah
I be gone with the wind
? can’t handle it
Can’t be pushin’, hoe pedalin’
Y’all niggas broke, can’t get a fix
Ima turn up, gon’ hit a lick
Niggas that hate don’t benefit
Puffy, all about my benjamins

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey

[Verse 2]
I got too much to spend
I’ll make it rain like weatherman
All about the check like ?
Eyes of the pittsburg, pedalin’
Way before the eyes on television
Pack so loud I’m yellin’ it
Want KK? I’m sellin’ it, yeah
All they do is pretend
Won’t keep it real cause they never did
Talk about life they ain’t never live
Talk about stripes they ain’t never get
Lookin’ for the right one to let ’em in
I’ma get her right, in her element
Brain so bright, she intelligent

[Hook]
These dudes ain’t got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Hoes at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let her in
Cash at the front door, let him in, hey
You’s got no wins
Still gon’ talk like Letterman
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Girls at the front door, let ’em in
Cash at the front door, let ’em in
Money at the front door, let ’em in
Gas at the front door, let ’em in, hey