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Tyler The Creator – I Ain’t Got Time!

[Intro: Shane Powers]
Right now we got some new music only here on Golf Radio
(God I love this sample)
We’re going to dance
And exercise
And have some fun

[Chorus]
I ain’t got time for these niggas
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the fuck you talkin’ to muhfucka?
Boy I ain’t got time for these bitches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this bitch lookin’ for a waterhose
Who the fuck you talking to, muhfucka?
Boy I ain’t got time

[Verse 1]
Boy, I need a Kleenex
How I got this far? Boy, I can’t believe it
That I got this car, so I take the scenic
Passenger a white boy, look like River Phoenix
First, happy birthday
You bitch ass nigga, yup I’m thirsty
Them little shots that you threw, they ain’t hurt me
I ain’t fuck with you bitch ass in the first place

[Chorus]
I ain’t got time for these niggas
Better throw a watch at the boy
Had my boys in this bitch, lookin’ like a seminar
Who the fuck you talkin’ to muhfucka?
Boy I ain’t got time for these bitches
Better throw a clock at these hoes
Have these hoes in this bitch lookin’ for a waterhose
Who the fuck you talking to, muhfucka?
Boy I ain’t got time

[Verse 2]
Nat Turner would be so proud of me
‘Cause all these muhfuckas got they style from me
I bet they all looking from the crowd at me
And if I ask them, they would bow at me
But you’re a house nigga, so you don’t know
How that shit go, with my big lips and my big nose
And my big dick and my short hair
‘Cause you already know how slow my shit grow

[Bridge]
(Hey)
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock
Tick tock

[Verse 3]
Been the man with a pickle plan, niggas know the deal
When I sell the carnival, I bet I get a 100 mil’
Next line will have ’em like "Woah"
I’ve been kissing white boys since 2004
One me, two feet, three mmms
Four, five, six years ago sucked
Seven figure conversations with Converse finalized
‘Cause Vans fucked up
I’ma read commas, you gon’ leave comments
Saying what I shoulda did, but you ain’t did nada
You ain’t important
I’ma keep sporting
All smiles over here
Shout out to The Garden
(Tick tock)
And that’s a fact boy
And I just handle all my business like a chess board
(Tick tock, tick, tock)
Watch ya neck boys, is that them Golf boys?
That’s my muthafuckin’ set, boy
Hard pill to swallow like some thick soda
Walk weird ’cause my pockets look like thick Yoda
With a Skywalker, riding ’round solar
Anakin skin Sprite, and my tint cola
I’m getting neck from a broad like some big shoulders
Till I bust like that 9 in ya heat holster
Everything I say is hot, bitch I speak toaster
And I break orthodox like I eat kosher
Shout out to (shhh) they gave a big loaf of
Green bread, got me chilling like a clean sofa
What’s that thick odor?
Young Millie T
A young, focused black boy, oh silly me
(I ain’t got time!)

[Verse 4]
Better talk shit
‘Cause I’m either in my Cons or my Golf shit
Pants got a lil flood, nigga pipe down
I’m Lil Boosie way I wipe down
(Boy I ain’t got time!)
Yeah right now
‘Cause niggas dying every day and I ain’t light brown
And i-D ain’t wanna give a nigga no post
So I went and did a 12-page spread in Vogue
(Nigga I ain’t got time!)

[Outro]
Listen man, I’m that boy
All you little niggas clones
Boy I fill that void
You better kill that noise
Turn around and remap route
When they see that boy with them big ears and that gap tooth
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock
"Fuck… Hello"

Stan Sono – Emergency

I know I feel it, all alone lately
Baby
I’m finna get it on my own yeah, yeah
Don’t wanna end up in the wrong, no
Ain’t no way out cause I belong, you know, you know

Finna get get get get it on my on
Said it’s been a long time since I wanted my
I’m already there yeah, yeah x4
Finna get get get get get get get it on my own, on my own
Said it’s been a long time since I wanted my
I’m already there yeah, yeah x4
Finna get get get get get get get it on my own, on my own

Tell me if I’m fine, do you hear me?
Save me yo fake smiles I don’t need em

Hook][

Emergency, emergency landing x2

Everything’s, everything’s alright,when it needs to be x 2

Emergency, emergency landing x2

It’s somethin else about you baby
I just keep it goin
You let me know about you
Tell me where you goin

It’s somethin bout yo body yeah, yeah, yeah
Go over yo body yeah, yeah, yeah
All over yo body yeah, yeah, yeah (just want my body next to yours)
Keep you warm, x2
Somethin about your body
(Just wanna be next to you)
(Stay focused all the time) Yay yay
(Just need to be next to you)
Somethin like you love me
Yay, yay
Somethin like you love me
Focused all the time, always on my mind, shit is on my mind
Somethin like you love me

Always on my mind

Slim 400 – Digiscale (feat. Trae Tha Truth)

[Hook]
Back to the brans
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas

[Verse 1: Slim 400]
Bruisin’ in my rag top on D’s
Hitter on the front got the pistol on scrape
Whirl in the back and he rolling up a grape
Bout to hit the Shaw so we can knock us a B
Had to flash on a nigga then he skirted out
That’s that L.A. shit, you know I’m talking about
Nigga I’m a rep where I’m from, ain’t not bitching out
Make ’em lean like a cholo when this gun is out
My real vatos with the biz, I’m at they family’s house
Sippin’ on coronas on they couch when I’m thuggin’ out
Slim fo’ got hella clout, so what’s this you talkin’ bout?
It really mean nothing when I’m all they talk about
I really get dough and that’s something you’re not about
And me being broke that is something I won’t allow, aye
Times get hard, got the world in my hands
European wheels headed back to the brans

[Hook]
Back to the brans
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas

[Verse 2: YG]
I’m bruisin’ down the brans in a benz
Just left the block I’m tryna make it to the 1-10
Red lights I don’t fuck with them
Never wanna be a victim of a "Oh that’s him"
Them yellow lights I zoom past them
Cause if I stop they got time to assume that’s him
Them green lights, that mean everything a go
These hoes go, this money go like bullets out this .44
Summertime in Cali got it made so you strap it up
(ay ay bitch where you goin’, hop in the car)
These niggas be stealing my appeal, I be mad as fuck
This swag I got is contagious
That’s why I don’t shake hands I dap it up
I ran to the block when they was trying to save me
My plan worked, I’m a million dollar baby
But fuck it, I’m bout to put the benz on D’s
And you know I ain’t lying when I put it on beats

[Hook]
Back to the brans
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas
Bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’, bruisin’
Just me & my niggas

[Verse 3: Sad Boy Loko]
Bruisin’ down the street in my six o
Sippin’ on a michelada while my henny gets cold
You should know when I roll, G I’m up to something
Windows down system low, I ain’t tryna bump it
Turn right cause a left might make you wait
On these streets it don’t pause everyone’s out to play
No rewind if you die, so I’m going fast forward
I was young bruisin’ street looking over both shoulders
Nothing changed still bruise at the same block
Yes I paid for my rims, no they ain’t hot
Driving in the ghetto, the streets I was raised in
Smoking getting high, like a goddamn Jamaican
3 girls side to side I could even pancake it
Leave holes in your face looking like Jason
Sippin’ on my henny I can’t even chase it
Ever try and wonder I will demonstrate it
Shit

Mango Foo – Levels

[Chorus]
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
Bitches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella

[Verse]
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
I been getttin’ money, I’m paid
I got chains on me, no slave
Big rocks in the bezel
Young nigga get on my level
Scrape the pot for the extras
Trap laboratory, no Dexter
Do a drive-by in a Tesla
Ballin’ like I’m Clyde Drexler
Get my codeine from the medical
I would never put a bitch on a pedestal
These bitches be feelin’ me
You can’t imagine what I’m finna be
You can’t imagine what I’m finna do
I’m blowing up like an inner tube
All of my niggas is riders
We locked in, can’t divide us
These bitches lost tryna find us
Spread the money like a sinus
Bando he trappin’ in the back
Dealin’ hand in hand, no pitty pat
If we run off on you, you can’t get it back
We might run up on you with the mini MAC
She put the dope in her kitty-cat
I keep the Glock in the front seat
Fuck 12 so I’m serving on front street
All of these niggas is lunch meat
How you go big on big?
Meek Mill, I done leveled up
Old rappers need to give it up
No Milwaukee, I got plenty bucks
We know your bag ain’t big enough
You niggas’ face card outdated
Still rappin’ but you ain’t made it
Havin’ debt but you ain’t paid it
I got the streets behind me
All of my niggas is gon’ eat
I got some real diamonds on me
I really came from the concrete

[Chorus]
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
Bitches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella

Kranium – Can’t Believe (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign & Wizkid)

[Intro: Kranium]
Oh God, yeah, mmm

[Verse 1: Kranium]
When me touch down, bend or bruk down
In the late night, me and her locked up
Shift her dress to the side ride the shotgun, mmm
Inna me dark glass, cut off shorts , clarks well clean
Touch the road with the bloodclat team
See a gyal deh pon a corner a cry and a scream
You know seh di boss haffi intervene
She said, her man nah gi her di time
So of course, you know seh, me go gi her the whine
Now she seh how me is a one of a kind
And that’s how she became mine, man seet deh

[Chorus: Kranium]
Can’t believe I, him can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can’t believe I, him can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
She want a rich nigga, not a broke one
She a boss too, she get her own money
Slim thicky with her booty and she know a nigga love that shit
I love that shit
She got a man, oh well, I’m like so what?
What that nigga got to do with us?
So we lost in the moment
And I’m deep in your ocean
I bet he can’t believe that

[Chorus: Kranium]
Him can’t believe I, can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can’t believe I, him can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God

[Verse 3: Kranium]
Know the whole place a talk bout
The yute from New York, that give her the sparks
Inna me straight jeans pants and me wallabee clarks
The boy say how me no inna him the class
True, him a give her all of the money in the world
Never know seh he woulda lose him girl to a regular yute
But I give her all the time and plus she say me well cute
Man seet deh

[Chorus: Kranium]
Him can’t believe I, can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can’t believe I, him can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God

[Verse 4: WizKid]
Your gyal come give me likkle whine so
Give me likkle whine so
Give me whine so
Give me whine so, give me whine so
My gyal come give me likkle whine so
Give me likkle whine so
Give me whine so
Show me love, gyal, free your mind
Give a likkle whine and I’ma make you mine
Yup, pretty gyal, I make you mine
I know you didn’t come alone, that’s why you really shy
Baby girl, come free your mind
Man you love to keep, I wanna hold you tight
Baby girl, I hold you tight
I wanna squeeze, wanna tease, wanna please, wanna please
Baby girl, I want it one more time, yup

[Chorus: Kranium]
Him can’t believe I, can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God
Can’t believe I, him can’t believe I
Take him girl away from me, oh God

joji – Rain On Me

[Intro]
Oooh, Oooh
Aaah, Aaah

Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me

[Verse 1]
Why you gotta act so nice
This ain’t televised
This ain’t televised
This ain’t televised
Movin’ at the speed of light
And I’m terrified
Yeah I’m terrified
So please for the love of God
Don’t drench me

[Chorus]
Me
Don’t rain on me
(Don’t rain on me, don’t rain on me)
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain

[Outro]
Woo, ????? love
Woo, Just can’t get enough
Ooh, Ooh

G-Eazy – Special Love (feat. Dakari) (Lyric Video)

[Refrain: Dakari]
Don’t let me, don’t let me go
‘Cause I need your special love

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Uh
And when it’s real, it never fade away
And stay on hold like it’s layaway
Everyday our status isn’t healthy, it’s just day to day
I wonder, do we make each other better or do we take away?
Yeah, now every time we fight you always cry and get your scream on
You ask me if I need someone to love or just to lean on
The pressure is intense when you tryna be a phenom
I’m carrying my dreams out to infinity and beyond
Just hash it on my chest, told Dichi "Put a beat on"
This other shit between us, I’m not even tryna speak on
I know you said if I fuck up again then you would be gone
Not tryna be that person I just run over and cheat on
And when this shit gets too real, why every time I run?
And why I always drink too much? And what I’m tryna hide from?
I really need some peace of mind, like, I’m just tryna find some
And I’m just tryna keep you here regardless of the outcome
(You Know)

[Refrain: Dakari]
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah)
‘Cause I need your special love (uh)
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah, uh)
‘Cause I need that special love

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Uh
I’m callin’ out, so if you hear me, this from me to you
‘Cause I been restless all these nights I ain’t been sleepin’ through
Broken promises that I’ll be what you need me to
Easier to say that shit than actually see it through
Describing a person I could probably never be for you
So then I’m contradicting it with all the shit you see me do
But don’t believe all of the rumors they be feeding you
You always tell me I’m just tryna have my cake and eat it too
It’s probably true, then that’s what you’re supposed to do
But cake, I swear to God I never got that shit
I know you hate to party, know you want me off that shit
Un-followed you on IG but I can’t lie, I still watch that shit (yeah)
You got a new guy, you thinkin’ you got me shook (got me shook)
Try make me jealous, regretting the loss I took (loss I took)
I hope you find him, I’m hopeful, don’t be mistook (yeah)
But Hollywood is a hell of a place to look
You know

[Refrain: Dakari]
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah)
‘Cause I need your special love (uh)
Don’t let me, don’t let me go (yeah, uh)
‘Cause I need that special love

Derek Wise – Jamal

My nickname they call me Jamal (call me Jamal)
Verse: 1
I wash the drugs with the strainer
I fucked your bitch so don’t blame her No I don’t sell to no strangers
Shoot up the club for my paper
I got her off of the gram
Fucked me then blessed all my mans Now she dose off of the xans
That means there’s no time for the plans
No I don’t shop in the mall
Two numbers I’m taken them calls That 8ball is stash in my balls
My nickname they call me Jamal
Hook:
Yea uh. My nickname they call me Jamal (call me Jamal) x2
Verse 2:
She learned it last night in the stall She deep throating all of the glam I know that this bitch is a fan
Who told you I was the man
I met me a plug in Seattle
The feedback is lit like a candle Had to take over the city
I dip in the bag for a sample
Most of these niggas like Randall Most of these bitches like scandal I give them my nickname to call My nickname they call me Jamal
Hook:
Yea uh. My nickname they call me Jamal (call me Jamal) x2
Verse 3:
Smoking that gas in rotation
Me and the friend that she came with They don’t like fuckin wit nameless
Love when a nigga live dangerous Love when a come up ain’t painless
I don’t just lay up and chill
Neck look like slaves in in a field
That shit on my waist
Get appealed
Yeah they tried tapping my line
I switched for the 30th time
The feds wish a nigga would fall my nickname they call me Jamal
Hook:
Yea uh. My nickname they call me Jamal (call me Jamal)

Cardi B – Bodak Yellow (On Wendy) (Live)

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

[Verse 1]
Now she say she gon’ do what to who?
Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
You know where I’m at
You know where I be
You in the club just to party
I’m there, I get paid a fee
I be in and out them banks so much
I know they’re tired of me
Honestly, don’t give a fuck
‘Bout who ain’t fond of me
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
What bitch working as hard as me?
I don’t bother with these hoes
Don’t let these hoes bother me
They see pictures, they say goals
Bitch, I’m who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some BAPE
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pussy feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face
I’m like okay
I’ll let him did what he want
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
And the new whip
When I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front
I’m the hottest in the street
Know you prolly heard of me
Got a bag and fixed my teeth
Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap
And I pay my mama bills
I ain’t got no time to chill
Think these hoes be mad at me
Their baby father want a feel

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

[Verse 2]
If you a pussy you get popped
You a groupie, you a opp
Bet you come around my way
You can’t hang around my block
And I just checked my accounts
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I put my hand above my hip
I bet you dip, he dip, she dip
I say I get the money and go
This shit is hot like a stove
My pussy glitter as gold
Tell that li’l bitch play her role
I just a-rove in a Rolls
I just came up in a Wraith
I need to fill up the tank
No, I need to fill up the safe
I need to let all these hoes know
That none of their niggas is safe
I go to dinner and steak
Only the real can relate
I used to live in the P’s
Now it’s a crib with a gate
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes
I had to let these bitches know
Just in case these hoes forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check from Mona Scott

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

Blake Shelton – Doing It To Country Songs (Animated)

My alarm clock is a radio
95.5 gets me ready to go
I’m heading to my job, drinking coffee strong
And I’m doing it to country songs
Around oh, 5:30 my buddies and I
Hit the watering hole ’cause our whistles are dry
Drinking beer, shooting pool, man you can’t go wrong
Doing it to country songs
I like doing it to country songs
I like doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Well I call up my baby, she says come pick me up
I take her out dancing in my pickup truck
We rub them belt buckles ’til they shine like chrome
Doing it to country songs
She likes doing it to country songs
She likes doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Yup
Haha, son, that’s doing it right there man
Yeah we like doing it to country songs
We like doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Everybody, doing it to country songs
We like doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
(Oh, man I love doing it)
We like doing it to country songs
(To country songs)
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
(Let me show you how to do it)
Doing it to country songs
We like doing it to country songs (I love)
Doing it to country songs
Doing it to country songs
Yeah, woo
(That was great)

K. Forest – Two Twos

[Intro]
Keep you by my side baby
Side, I gotta keep you by my side
[Chorus]
I got you there on my two
I got you there on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
And watch for [?]
And keep you by my side
I got you there on my two
I got you there on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
And watch for [?]
And keep you by my side

[Verse 1]
Girl I’m not holy (no, no)
I see what I want and I’m focused (baby)
I try to stay holy
But its so hard when you wearing the [?]
Girl come ride this pony (yeah yeah)
I’m genuine
I mean I’m genuine
What a gentleman
Think I have been
I let you situate, then settle in
Girl, I got the sauce
I’m chefing, I’m whipping, I cook up the classico
Girl I’m [?]
So close all the windows and keep in the antidote
I only side with the real
I’m not distant but i need to keep my distance
Cause i caught a feel
I don’t need feelings with [?]
I’m very selective
Maybe over protective
Only you, you get my perspective
And i keep it closed
So my enemies are never effective

[Bridge]
I got you there on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
Watch for [?]
Keep you by my side (on my side)
[Verse 2]
On my side baby they better respect us
Off the radar girl I know they can’t detect us
We’ve been running for so long they can not catch us
Only thing thats hanging ’round is my necklace
All my team [?]
Don’t draw attention, keep it cool don’t make it hot yeah
Je parle you say I’m cautious, who I’m with yeah
Like the nicks yeah I’m tryna’ win some chips yeah
And keep you by my side
Count up [?]
I’ve always needed a [?]
With a little bit of paper
With a little bit of flavour
I’m not afraid to be dangerous
I skrrt skrrt on that pavement
And run ’em down for that payment
Before they go [?]
I’m not here for no runarounds, my energy I gotta save it
Thats why I keep you close
So they won’t get one up on me
[Chorus]
I got you there on my two
I got you there on my two (on my two)
Gotta stay right on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
And watch for [?]
And keep you by my side (on my two)
I got you there on my two
I got you there on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
Gotta stay right on my two
And watch for [?]
And keep you by my side

CyN – Together

[Intro]
Dum dah dah dum
Dum dah dah dum
Dum dah dah dum
Bum bah dah dum

[Verse 1]
Like the moon in the night
Can’t have one without the other
Like a bird and its flight
They just make more sense together
How the sweetness of the candy
Is nothing without the sugar
(Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without
You got a heart that beats in time with mine
Don’t wanna fight with nobody else
Don’t come alive with nobody else
Would be a lie with somebody else
I guess that’s why we go

[Chorus]
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go, hey)
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)

[Verse 2]
Like the red in a ruby
There’s no color when you leave me
Like the cream to the whipping
You got just the touch that I need
You’ll be Jerry, I’ll be Dean
Bells will ring, ring-a-ling
(Ooh)
(Ooh)

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without
You got a heart that beats in time with mine
Don’t wanna fight with nobody else
Don’t come alive with nobody else
Would be a lie with somebody else
I guess that’s why we go

[Chorus]
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go, hey)
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go, hey)

[Bridge]
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum
Oh let me hear you say
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum dah dah dum dum
Dum dah dah dum dum
Oh let me hear you say

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without you
There’s no way I can be without
You got a heart that beats in time with mine
Don’t wanna fight with nobody else
Don’t come alive with nobody else
Would be a lie with somebody else
I guess that’s why we go

[Chorus]
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go, hey)
Together, together, together
That’s the way we go (that’s the way we go)
That’s the way we
(Hey)

Forcki9ers – Forcki Ounce (Feierabendschablone Album)

[Kong]

Mahlzeit, meine Zeitgenossen!
Lass mal lieber einen Haintopf kochen
Zutaten: Ein Pole und 3 Kartoffeln
Kommen reingeschossen
Als hätten wir uns 13 Wochen lang mit reichen Bonzen zur
Weinverkostung eingeschlossen
MC’s machen auf Geschäftsreise, Jahre am Konzept meißeln
Wie wär’s mal mit eigenständigen Textzeilen?
Ich komm direkt rein, wie Brecheisenstangen
Frag mich ob das Kunst ist
Oder ob man’s wegschmeißen kann?
Nur noch talentfreie Ottos!
Wir dagegen sind ne Horde recht begnadeter Freaks aus’m Gefahrengebiet
Trinken und hissen ne Fahne im Kiez
Still fucking the Police, bis es kein Babylon mehr gibt
Oder bis ich wieder nüchtern bin

[Benelüx]

Hängung Frankfurter, Dickerchen!
Fick mal dein Auswärtstor!
Jeden Tag Drehtag Fattan, aber kein Schauspieler
Prala, bei mir im Späti gibt`s noch Bier für ‘nen Taler
Wallah und der Brudi macht `nen Aal klar
Du musst langsamer trinken. Ich mein
Langsam mal langsamer trinken, Dickerchen
Ich sag gar nicht mehr „Hallo“, ich sag immer erstma „Dankeschön“
Direkt als Pizarro eine Flanke nehm’
In deinem Zimmer läuft die neue Haftbefehl
Doch dein Vater geht kurz raus und wählt die AfD
Komm Pädophilen nich mit guter Kinderstube
Deine Mutter war wegen Schwänzen in der Schule

[Rino Mandingo]

Ich zieh dich an deinem Septum durch die Cypher
Verkleidest dich wie Shindy und erzählst mir was von Rap wie dieser Staiger
Los, zeig mir deinen volltätowierten Unterarm
Und ich brech ihn dir einfach
Reib mir unter die Nase, wer du bist
Richtige Nutten sind am seltensten, die es von Beruf sind
Geh deinen Weg, ich steck nicht in deinen Schuhen drin
Rap-am-Mittwoch-Rapper battlen jetzt bei diesem Julien
Aus dir wird mal ein ganz Großer
Redest du dir jeden Morgen ein vor deinem Kool Savas-Poster
Dreh ein Video vor dem alten Royal Bunker
Vielleicht kriegst du so bei rap.de noch 100 Bars unter

[Finest]

Du hast ne feste Zahnspange, Haarausfall, bist dick und trägst ne Brille
Wenn dein Genpool mit dir fickt, dann hilft dir auch kein guter Wille
Denn nur doper sound ist wesentlich
Und wir erledigen das bis deine perle so doll bounct
Dass ihr der käse schwitzt
Easy. Ansonsten alles cool!
Import, Export boomt. Rutsch mir die Mucke runter
Ich hab viel zu tun und zeig dir höchstens, wie das Viertel schmeckt
Das ist nicht Kunst, das kann wirklich weg
Hau es in die Pfanne zum Würfelspeck
Yes, yoar – und dann hohl aus der Hand!
Wenn wirklich Durchbruch Dickerchen, dann unten am Damm
Es ist nicht so wie es ist, es ist so wie es kann
Und am Ende des Tages schnappt sich Omi den Pfand

Strig – Oana Radu versuri

Versuri Oana Radu – Strig

De ce imi lacrimeaza ochii daca eu am vrut sa pleci?
Si daca focul nu se aprinde cat sa mai incerci?
Si poate inima mea iti va spune candva ca nu mi-a fost usor.
Si poate sufletul meu il va atinge pe al tau in zbor.(strig)

Pana atunci.. striiig, striiig, nu ma aude nimeni oare?
Striiig, striiig si caut alinare.

Poate noi doi am fost ca o pasare cu aripi ranite.
Si ne-am oprit din zbor fara prea multe cuvinte.
Si poate inima mea iti va spune candva ca nu mi-a fost usor.
Si poate sufletul meu il va atinge pe al tau in zbor.

Pana atunci.. striiig, striiig, nu ma aude nimeni oare?
Versuri-lyrics.info
Strig, striiig si caut alinare.

Striiig, striiig, nu ma aude nimeni oare?
Striiig, striiig si caut alinareee.
Versuri Oana Radu
Video Oana Radu

Charliee – Yemi Alade lyrics

Lyrics Yemi Alade – Charliee

Charliee egini gijor
Me and you ezigbo mixure
Ineme back and fort
Ibu see saw
Anything you want ..

Charliee egini gijor
Me and you ezigbo mixure
Ineme back and fort
Ibu see saw
Anything you want ..

Boy I love, I love it
The way you allow me now
Boy I love, I love it
The way you allow me now
I know I know you want it
You want am ooo
I know I know you want it
Baby come get am oooo.

If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go aa
We go dey parol
24/7 noo eeeee
If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go aa
I’ll never let you go aa
I’ll never let you go.

Mmhhhh yai uu baby
Me and you Na combo
My sweety honey
Come give me give me action like rambo
Ibi crime the things you do
Them go call the mopo
Kpakurumo oya go down
No time for go slow.

Egini gijor
Me and you ezigbo mixure
Ineme back and fort
Ibu see saw
Anything you want ..

Boy I love, I love it
The way you allow me now
Boy I love, I love it
The way you allow me now
I know I know you want it
You want am ooo
I know I know you want it
Baby come take am ooo.

If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go aa
We go dey parol
24/7 noo eee
If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go aa
I’ll never let you go aa
I’ll never let you go.

Kai wo baby
Ibi the things wey you do wey dey high me
My sweety baby don’t stop, don’t stop cus I like it
Me on you, you on me
Ego be like a sanwitch
I tel you the things you do
Well igo be like a movie ya.

Charliee egini gijor
Me and you ezigbo mixure
Ineme back and fort
Ibu see saw
Anything you want ..

Boy I love, I love it
The way you allow me now
Boy I love, I love it
Versuri-lyrics.info
The way you allow me now
I know I know you want it
You want am ooo
I know I know you want it
Baby come get am ooo.

If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go aa
We go dey parol
24/7 noo eee
If I where you girl
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never let you go
I’ll never let you go.

Charliee egini gijor
Me and you ezigbo mixure
Ineme back and fort
Ibu see saw
Anything you want ..
Yemi Alade lyrics
Lyrics Yemi Alade

Faster Pussycat – You’re So Vain lyrics

You walked right into the party like you were walking onto a yacht
Your thong strategically hiked above one thigh
Your stomach was apricot
You had one eye in the mirror, you think you were so damned hot
And all the boys think that they’d be your partner
They’d be your partner, and…

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you? Don’t You?

You had me several years ago when I was still quite naive
Well you said that we made such a pretty pair
And that you would never leave
But you gave away the things you loved and one of them was me
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and…

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you? Don’t You? Don’t You?

I had some dreams they were clouds in my coffee
Clouds in my coffee, and…

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you? Don’t You?

Well I hear you went up to Saratoga and your horse naturally won
Then you jumped into your jet and flew to Nova Scotia
To see the total eclipse of the sun
Well you’re where you should be all the time
And when you’re not you’re with
Some underworld spy or somebody’s boyfriend
Somebody’s boyfriend, and…

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this song is about you
Don’t you? Don’t You? Don’t you?

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you
You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you

Maleyali Jotheyali – Nee Sanihake Bandare lyrics

Nee sanihake bandare hrudayada kathe yenu
Helu neenu,. Neene helu
Innu ninna kanasinalli kare neenu shuru naanu
Ninnolavige midiyada hrudayada upayoga
Yenu helu, helu neenu

Sameepa bantu bayakegala visheshavaada meravanige
Ideega nodu beralugala saraagavaada baravanige
Ninna bittu illa jeeva endu kooda ondu galige
Ninna maathu yene irali ninna mouna nande yenu

Nee sanihake bandare hrudayada kathe yenu
Helu neenu,. Neene helu

Nanna yedeya sanna tereya dharavahi ninna nenapu
Ninne tanaka yelli adagi iddu ninna kanna holapu
Husiru haari hoguva haage bigidu tappi kollo venu
Mathe mathe ninnusiru needuthaa, ulisu nannanu
Daareyalli putri ididu nintha saathi neene helu

Nee sanihake bandare hrudayada kathe yenu
Helu neenu neene helu
Ninnolavige midiyada hrudayada upayoga
Yenu helu, helu neenu

Giosia Perretta – Pensando Con Me lyrics

Ci ho provato anch’io a cercare di capire
Ma quando il filo si spezza non lo aggiusti più
è bastato un istante per vederlo volare via da me
Ma forse in fondo era giusto che finisse cosi

Oh no, non voglio dimenticare tutto qui
Perchè mi ha fatto bene, e anche a te
E adesso scrivo di più, scrivo con me
Lo riempio di nuovo e sai perché.
Sempre di più sta ritornando da me
E mi chiedo se serve davvero o no

Sto imparando ad aspettare prima di partire
E imparo sempre di più, imparo anche di me
Ma il ricordo lo so non può morire ma riposa dentro me
E a volte forse fa male ma va bene cosi

Oh no, non voglio dimenticare tutto qui
Perchè mi ha fatto bene, e anche a te
E adesso scrivo di più, scrivo con me
Lo riempio di nuovo e sai perché.
Sempre di più sta ritornando da me
E mi chiedo se serve davvero o no

E all’improvviso mi ritrovo in un mondo diverso
E ho intenzione di esplorare l’intero universo,
Portandomi dietro una domanda che rimane aperta
Ma adesso la vedo cosi

Che imparo sempre di più
Imparo con me
Per non dimenticare e non restare così
E sempre di più sta ritornando da me
Forse resterà per sempre o forse no

The Original Nina Henderson – Its Too Late lyrics

My Momma told me,
She said girl, please beware.
There’s this thing called love
And it’s everywhere.

She told me,
Its can break your heart,
And put you in misery,
Since I met my pretty baby,
I feel it’s happened to me
And I’m telling you

It’s too late to turn late to turn back now.
I believe I believe, I believe I’m falling love
It’s too late to turn late to turn back now
I believe, I believe, I believe I’m falling love

I find myself calling him at least 10 times a day, yeah
It’s so unusual for me to carry on this way.
I tell you, I can’t sleep at night,
From wanting to hold you tight
I tried to convince myself
But this feeling just ain’t right and I’m telling you

It’s too late to turn back now.
I believe I believe, I believe I’m falling love
It’s too late to turn late to turn back now
I believe I believe, I believe I’m falling love

Now I wouldn’t mind it.
If I knew the really loved me too
But I’d hate to think that I’m in love alone
And there’s nothing that I can do
Ohooohaoaoa its too late . . .

Kaelah – Save Me lyrics

I… I’m standing here feeling so lost, so lost
Oh, I…
I reach up to you to feel you
To feel you boy, I…
I need to tell you
That I love you
So I….wait for you all day everyday
You got my heart fluttering this way
I feel like I can’t even breathe
Wont you

Save…Save Me
Ohhh come..
Save…Save Me
Oh, ooo

You…you really turn me on
The way you look at me
Those big brown eyes
Boy they smiling
You, you well you need me
Don’t you need me (you need me boy)
So, we…
Should stop the waiting (I’m running to you boy)
And start running (I’m running to you boy)
Cause we miss eachother all day everyday
Our hearts are fluttering this way
And we can’t even breathe come and

Save…Save Me
Ohhh
Save…Save Me
Ohhh

Nooo
So here we are, here we are right now
We searching for, for our lost and found
It’s been very clear to me that
You mean the world to me (Mmm)
Wont you come save me

Save…Save me
Come and save me boy come
Save…Save me (Come save me)
Ooh I need you right now
Save me…Save me (Come save, Save me)
Wont you save me now?

Condor – Duzz letra

Letra Duzz – Condor

Sábios demais pra minha burrice
pra minha mesmice, minha monotonia(condor)

Cês ainda tão pilhados com a sincronia
E permanecerão enquanto não entrarem em sintonia

Pelo fato de minha cabeça conturbada trazer versos
nojentos pelas dores que eu sinto dia-pós-dia

Fiz um melô pra guria que me lambusa
Tira minha blusa e transa logo com minha melancolia

São pelas dores sim, juro, convivo com dor
Tento voar alto, mas meu corpo pesa, eu sou um Condor

Com sangue, consagrando consequências consagradas
Com sangue, consagrando consequências odiadas
Com sangue, consagrando consequências sagradas
Com sangue, consagrando consequências tão amargas

O meu pau goza mas a consciência não
o prazer sem coração pra mim já perdeu o tesão

Só falam de porra de flow e nada mais
Talvez o Freud explique pra vocês que faço essa merda por paz

Olho no espelho vejo tanto defeito
Que virou elogio as merda que esses manos tem falado a meu respeito

Prometo não chorar, mas não prometo cumprir
Prometo sorrir, pelo menos pra ti eu prometo fingir

Meu peito chora… e o público aplaude..
Eu vou embora… ficar longe da família…

Larguei minha mina, pra abraçar meu sonho
Foda, um dos sonhos tinha essa mina no meio

vivo no receio, sepá pagando o preço
E o duro é que eu nem sei se tenho esse dinheiro

Se eu não tiver, vai ser o que Deus quiser
Posso até perder a porra da minha esperança, mas desde criança
aprendi que não se pode perder fé… o negócio é manter fé

mc de condomínio não, versuri-lyrics.info
Côndor, enquanto vocês são meros pardais

Viu como é fácil dizer quanto eu som bom?
Mas prefiro cantar minha podridão pois é o que me alivia mais

Talvez não agregue nada a vocês, peço perdão por isso
Mas antes de mudar o mundo eu quero mudar a mim mesmo
E isso não é viagem, é meu maior compromisso

letra sem punch = letra vazia
letra sem referência = letra vazia
lágrimas na caneta = letra vazia
Seu vaso é vazio = sua visão vazia

Nunca vão entender essa merda aqui,
mas talvez um dia cês entendam o motivo
A maioria das resposta tá na vida que eu vivo
E isso ninguém acha em livro

Prometo não chorar, mas não prometo cumprir (Refrão)
Prometo sorrir, pelo menos pra ti eu prometo fingir (Refrão)

a minha calma
provém… do bem… estar da minha alma
e poder cantar isso aqui pro mundo todo…
o mundo todo ouvindo o poeta no lodo… (x3)

Minha cabeça masoquista, tem me trazido conquista
tô no campo jogando, sou jogador… Vocês são comentarista
Cada jogo uma nova fratura… Cada jogo mais vida no coração
Cada jogo uma medalha na estante… Cada jogo uma nova superaçãooo.
Duzz letras
Video Duzz

Handle – Sage the Gemini feat. Lil Yase lyrics

Lyrics Sage the Gemini – Handle

I just knocked a b*tch up at Sunday’s
Hit my whip, make a nigga be like, “One day”
You turned me down, now it’s too late
Versuri-lyrics.info
All these diamonds got me ex’s saying “Touché”(handle)
Sage the Gemini lyrics
Video Sage the Gemini

Levels – Mango Foo lyrics

Lyrics Mango Foo – Levels

It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
b*tches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachella.

I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
I been getttin’ money, I’m paid
I got chains on me, no slave
Big rocks in the bezel
Versuri-lyrics.info
Young nigga get on my level
Scrape the pot for the extras
Trap laboratory, no Dexter
Do a drive-by in a Tesla
Ballin’ like I’m Clyde Drexler
Get my codeine from the medical
I would never put a b*tch on a pedestal
These b*tches be feelin’ me
You can’t imagine what I’m finna be
You can’t imagine what I’m finna do
I’m blowing up like an inner tube
All of my niggas is riders
We locked in, can’t divide us
These b*tches lost tryna find us
Spread the money like a sinus
Bando he trappin’ in the back
Dealin’ hand in hand, no pitty pat
If we run off on you, you can’t get it back
We might run up on you with the mini MAC
She put the dope in her kitty-cat
I keep the Glock in the front seat
f*ck 12 so I’m serving on front street
All of these niggas is lunch meat
How you go big on big?
Meek Mill, I done leveled up
Old rappers need to give it up
No Milwaukee, I got plenty bucks
We know your bag ain’t big enough
You niggas’ face card outdated
Still rappin’ but you ain’t made it
Havin’ debt but you ain’t paid it
I got the streets behind me
All of my niggas is gon’ eat
I got some real diamonds on me
I really came from the concrete.

It’s levels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
Gold chains, heavy metal
b*tches dig me like a shovel
I never been to Coachella
But my trap look like a rave
And my neck look like a slave
I been gettin’ money, I’m straight
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
Bigger watch, bigger bezel
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
It’s leveeels when you gettin’ cheddar
I never been to Coachellaaa.
Mango Foo lyrics
Video Mango Foo

Wassup wid it – Dj Holiday feat. 2 Chainz lyrics

Lyrics Dj Holiday – Wassup wid it

B*tch, b*tch talkin’ ’bout
You ain’t thinkin’ ’bout me
I said naw, no stress
Got the cashflow with my vain b*tch
Shawty, how you gettin’ home
I’m good, I’m fine
Do you wanna sip wine?
Sometimes I do
Codeine in the fridge
Right there by the vegetables
Had to tell my kids
Tell ’em what goin’ on
This a real damn song
It’s a real damn facts
Billboard off the net
Yeah, I might have a birthday party in the middle of Saks
Came up off the sacks
From outta town, we gon’ tax
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the dentist, nigga, when I say I got plaques
Some gold, some plat’s
Got my son hair in plaits
Got my daughter’s hair pressed
Let you know I ain’t stressin’
Yeah, I graduated on ’em
Got degree, I’m flexin’
Got my masters in cappin’
Got my doctorates in shoppin’
Treat the p***y like a punchin’ bag
Said I wanna go boxin’.(wassup wid it)

Uh, wassup, wassup wid it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it.

Wassup, wassup wid it
We can go bar for bar
We can go car for car
We can go star for star
We can go ring for ring
She gonna off the bra
I’ma jack somethin’ like Randy
She don’t wear panties for daddy
My auntie stayed off a camera
Answer the door with a hammer
Promise we didn’t had no chimney
Then I believin’ in Santa
How he gon’ come at my s**t
I put some thought in that s**t
I put some rock in that s**t
They steady takin’ they shot
I’m steady blockin’ they s**t
This that provocative s**t
You pockets Bugs Bunny ears
Mine so damn deep
Versuri-lyrics.info
You can see Ben Franklin swim
Yeah, money grow on trees, nigga
I least have me a limb
Anthin’ rap where I’m from
Street side, I leave have a M.

Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get it
Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
Tell me how you motherf*ckin’ livin’
Tell ’em mind they motherf*ckin’ business
Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherf*ckin’ get ittt.
Dj Holiday lyrics
Video it

FOSTER THE PEOPLE – I Love My Friends lyrics

All my friends are, they’re on vacation
But I’m just stuck here in this parking lot
Well, looking for a mirror, I’m looking at a screen
These pixelated dreams are blowing up my pocket
I’ll find some action, and cut the scene
I’m on a miracle round, I’m in a washing machine
Just spinning

[Pre-Chorus 1]
All of my friends, they don’t do any favors
Left the party and they got all of them
All of my friends, they blow all of the paycheck
They got no money, because they’re dumb and reckless

[Chorus]
I love my friends, I love my friends
We got each other, don’t need no others
I love my friends, I love my friends
We’re a disaster, yeah you know it’s true

[Verse 2]
We love being caught up in the action
Eating fire and smoke
It’s so pleasing to go crashing all alone
You know it’s nothing new, yeah we’ve been here before
But let’s take it to my house ’cause I know I want more

[Pre-Chorus 2]
All of my friends, they’re crawling on the weekend
Looking for something ’cause there’s nothing to do
All of my friends, they always end up leaving
For something better when it’s time to cruise

[Chorus]
I love my friends, I love my friends
We got each other, don’t need no others
I love my friends, I love my friends
We’re a disaster, yeah you know it’s true

[Verse 3]
Pull up on Thursday, will make you do again
Even though the days feel long and the nights feel just the same
Well I believe that forced a drink and the stars stay satisfied
To live in a safer place where there’s peaceful paradise

[Outro]
I love my friends, I love my friends
We’re a disaster, yeah you know it’s true
We’re a disaster
We’re a disaster, yeah you know it’s true
We’re a disaster
We’re a disaster, yeah you know it’s true

Thug Life – Bury Me a G II Lyrics

[Intro]
Bury me a G

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Tell me how can I survive
Remember me? Life as a G
These money making activities is killin’ me
I’m tryna ball but this alcohol making me thug
Paranoid like its me against the world
Will I live or die?
My only question: When I ride will i be murdered, a victim of some homicide, did I deserve it?
My life is full of misery
Forgive me Lord
The streets are full of enemies watch over me
Intoxicated I can barely see
I can’t sleep having dreams somebody’s killing me
Am I sane?
My life is pain and I’m stressin’
Brothaz be trippin’
They open fire will I rest?
Hopin’ for death
But I’m still livin’ every breath
Won’t be for me
Retaliation they’ll be death
Lets make em’ bleed
Cause do or die is the only way
And though I pray
I can see you getting sicker everyday

[Hook: 2Pac]
And I ain’t got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when i die they don’t worry me
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G
See I ain’t got time for snitches
Gotta keep my mind on my money and my riches
Even when i die they don’t worry me
Mama don’t cry, bury me a G

Joji – Rain on Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Oooh, Oooh
Aaah, Aaah

Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me

[Verse 1]
Why you gotta act so nice
This ain’t televised
This ain’t televised
This ain’t televised
Movin’ at the speed of light
And I’m terrified
Yeah I’m terrified
So please for the love of God
Don’t drench me

[Chorus]
Me
Don’t rain on me
(Don’t rain on me, don’t rain on me)
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain on me
Don’t rain

[Outro]
Woo, ______ love
Woo, Just can’t get enough
Ooh, Ooh

Pryde – Every single thing Lyrics

[Chorus]
Everythang, everythang, everythang (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Look at me, still don’t play (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang

[Verse 1]
[?]
I still think they all be sleepin’ on me
[?]
Try fuckin’ with me I’m just countin’ my change
I never sat with my hand out
I never [?] to bring vans out
I stay lowkey on my own shit
Your man he hate me but he fans out
Ladies they call, I bring vans out
I had my bitch [?] planned out
Talkin’ that shit I ignored so please don’t be comin’ for shit that I don’t give a damn ’bout
[?} with it you just fuckin’ with me, now the demons out
Extra extra, I’m so extra extra
I’m that motherfucker that you read about
I’m that motherfucker in your missus
I’m the guy she get on both her knees about
[?} fire so I count on him to bring the reefer out
Now smoke

[Chorus x2]
Everythang, everythang, everythang (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Look at me, still don’t play (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Everythang, everythang, everythang (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Look at me, still don’t play (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang

[Verse]
Take time and let it soak in
I’m neck deep in this money shit
And y’all pussy boys just got toes in
Them other fuckers, they love the praise, be the same boys that we roastin’
If there’s cake involved and they serve a slice
I say fuck a piece, I want the whole shit
(Chah)
[?] with me, seven figures my negotiation
Real ones my association
Got a hot wifey so the hoes is hatin’
Young holy satan got the [?]
Money like I been stock tradin’
They are not wavy
Chances are they can’t rock nations they are not Jay-Z
(Chah)
Walkin’ like I be the head of the state
Gettin’ this paper at incredible rates
They just threaten to hate but he’s [?]
Talkin’ the real cause I’m honest and I’m sayin’ shit on a record you never could say [?]
My pen is the way I be wreckin’ the waves
Get the fuck, get the hell out the way
Russel

[Bridge]
I been deserve that [?}
Ever since I ran off through the tri-state
This shit I say could really boost the crime rate
Fuck it let’s get it now
Why wait

[Chorus]
Everythang, everythang, everythang (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Look at me, still don’t play (yeah)
Boy I put that shit on everythang
Boy I put that shit on everythang

Rita Ora – Your Song (Cheat Codes Remix)

[Verse 1]
I woke up with a fear this morning
But I can taste you on the tip of my tongue
Alone without no warning
You’re by my side and we’ve got smoke in our lungs

[Pre-Chorus]
Last night we were way up, kissing in the back of the cab
And then you say "love, baby, let’s go back to my flat"
And when we wake up, never had a feeling like that
I got a reason, so man, put that record on again

[Chorus]
I don’t want to hear sad songs anymore
I only want to hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Don’t want to sing mad songs anymore
Only want to sing your song
Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
Only want to sing your song
Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
Yeah, you know your song’s got me feeling like I’m

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, you know
Your song’s got me feeling like I’m
Yeah, you know
Your song’s got me feeling like I’m

[Verse 2]
No fear but I think I’m falling
I’m not proud
But I’m usually the type of girl that would hit and run
No risk so I think I’m all in
When I kiss your lips, feel my heartbeat thump

[Pre-Chorus 2]
And now we’re way up, dancing on the roof of the house
And then we make love, right there on your best friend’s couch
And then you say "love, this is what it’s all about"
So keep on kissing my mouth and put that record on again

[Chorus]
I don’t want to hear sad songs anymore
I only want to hear love songs
I found my heart up in this place tonight
Don’t want to sing mad songs anymore
Only want to sing your song
Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
Yeah, you know your song’s got me feeling like I’m

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, you know
Your song’s got me feeling like I’m
Yeah, you know
Cause your song’s got me feeling like I’m

[Ending]
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love
Yeah, you know your song’s got me feeling like I’m

Kid Ink – Supersoaka

[Intro]
Yeah, you know
(Murder on the beat so it’s not nice)

[Chorus]
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin’ on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin’ where the tool is

[Verse 1]
Woo, money man on a mission
I got ’em standin’ at attention
I just throw my hand like I’m fishin’
I just get that ass some ambition
I’m really hopin’ I can touch it, no conditions
You say you need a shower, well I got hella ammunition
Just pop somethin’ for me, while I pop another Rosé
Now she lookin’ at me like, "Don’t spray"
I’m just sayin’, huh, you don’t want the man, huh
Rollin’ up a gram, huh, toast a couple grams high
It’s your jam, huh, peanut butter skin, huh
Where you been all my life? Where you been? Huh
Parkin’ lot pimpin’ out at Follies (woah)
Thought I seen your ass lookin’ thottie (woah)

[Pre-Chorus]
I kill the scene, zip it up inside a body bag (yeah)
And then I dump a bag on your body

[Chorus]
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin’ on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey’s dad, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin’ where the tool is

[Verse 2]
Woah, bend it over, head and shoulders
Money shower, drop and hold it
Your friends bustin’ it but you been talkin’ on it
I can tell you, Kelly Rowland
Baby, better get your mind and your act right
And know that I am not the holy rap type
She told me sit like my hands round my back tied
And let her come and take me on my last ride, woah
Who am I, baby? Who am I?
Cold nigga, pulled pimpin’ like it’s do or die

[Pre-Chorus]
I killed her, zip it up inside a body bag
And then I throw a bag on your body

[Chorus]
Got hunnid, fifty, no stressin’
Bend it over, yoga stretchin’
Supersoka, change clothes
Different city, same hoes
Bust a move, she got more, yeah
You know, titties tuggin’ on my jewels, yeah
You know, Stacey Dash, shawty clueless
Hands down, head clappin’ where the tool is
You know
You know
You know