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Lil Wayne – Magnolia (Freestyle) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Intro]
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse 1]
Uh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock
She runnin’ from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, Stunna number block
This New Orleans milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
Me and woe don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
I’m twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The bitches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hello?
I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these bitches got ass
How did they get it so fast?
They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. they gettin’ shots, bitch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch know where we dock

[Chorus]
Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I, fuck, these, hoes
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that drank
If I, do, bitch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these bitches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your bitches, they poo
All of my bitches, they’re new
They got more bitches than you
All of these hoes is gon’ loose
But my bitch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’ might find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, bitch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag?
14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag?
Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty
Tell your bitch I’m Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
OVO Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them bitches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

Lil Wayne – Fireworks (feat. Jeezy) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Intro: Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne]
(Ear Drummers!)
Yeah, yeah
Mike WiLL Got-It
Yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Yeah the flow is ice cold, but I’m a hot boy
You out here fuckin’ anything then you’s a thot, boy (damn)
What you call a dozen bricks? A bouquet, nigga (woo)
Only trust them two letters, AK, nigga (boom)
Yola whippin’, I’m the chef, gourmet, nigga (Young)
That Rollie lookin’ like it’s doin’ ballet, nigga (dance)
House six stories, nigga, that’s a true story (story)
Rafaela Cuban linkin’, call me 2:40
Yeah I swear these thirsty bitches need to drink some water (water)
I’m just tryna put a hundred mil’ up for my daughter (daughter)
Straight player, yeah I think I got that from my father (uh)
Coupe don’t cost a half a mil’, dawg don’t even bother
Catch-catch me with the gang, gang, I’m gang affiliated (hey)
If I want it, go get it, never hesitated (never hesitated, uh)
I can stretch that 28 a long way, nigga (yeah)
I can count these blue hundreds all day, nigga

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
Whip the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, whip the shit all day, nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Whip it like a big booty bitch
Like a cup of coffee with a spoon in it
There’s a pot of gold, no food in it
Culinary arts like the students in
I’m the teacher, baby, Chef Tunechi in
And I whip it hard if it come easy
Whip it up like I’m Young Jeezy
Free pussy and Free Meechie
Big smoke got me deep breathin’
Deep dick got her sweet dreamin’
You ain’t shit, you just pre-season
You ain’t lit, you just pre-heated
Can’t quit, I’ma keep leanin’
Smoke gas, I’ma keep premium
Green, green, in the money scene, yeah
Dope man with a hundred needles
No ass ever come between us
Dirty cash, not a money cleaner
Use the black card to split the coke
Jungle fever, cheatin’ on the Visa
Speakin’ of jungle, bitch work at Cheetahs
Had stripes since my first Adidas
Bought pints now I purchase liters
Shark bite, I’m a person eater
Walk light on the dirt beneath you
I’m in the throne and you in the bleachers
All day long, even on the weekends
Get off my lawn, cuttin’ on the sprinklers, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Big house, long hallways
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, I’m the shit all day, nigga
Yeah, presidential suite or the penthouse

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Black skinny jeans, get the lint out
Damn, I left my lint roller at your bitch’s house
That’s his house
She sent some nude pics for me to pick out
The pussy fat and clean like a pig, I’ma pig out
Yeah I’m Blood, but I got some cool Crips that I can send out
Ain’t no loose lips, take the cruise ship, ain’t tryna swim out
Brrrt, brrrt, that the money counter, let it print out
Brrrt, brrrt, that’s the Uzi, we call it big mouth
Huh, I lost my mind but I’m still mastermindin’
Tryna find the silver linin’, find ’em, pat ’em, line ’em
Cut his head off, cut his arms off, look like Aphrodite
Young Money all day, nigga, and mañana

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, big house, long hallways (okay)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga (all day, yeah)
I’m the shit all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, poppin’ shit all day, nigga
Fireworks, big house, long hallways (yeah)
Got ten bathrooms, I could shit all day, nigga
Yeah, with your bitch all day, nigga (all day, nigga)
Yeah, give her dick all day, that’s how it works

[Outro: Lil Wayne & Jeezy]
I store that cocaine on that gutta bitch
Yeah, they can’t check her left and right
Ooh, my boo, yeah, no one’s fuckin’ with it
Uh, I got ’em bathin’ like they elephants
Fireworks
Give her dick all day, yeah that’s how it works
All day, nigga
Coppin’ shit all day, nigga, fireworks
Mula
Mula, baby

Lil Wayne – Mula Gang (feat. Jay Jones Hoodybaby Euro) (In Tune We Trust Album)

[Verse 1: Jay Jones]
Man, starting five when it’s game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That’s a strange sign, I can’t really trust you
Ain’t have a clue that I was working so hard to get where I’m at
I can vision this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay Luther King
Now I woke up and I’m living this shit
Time change, people change too
Never let the people change you
Pack made it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow bunnies with me
One Becky one named Sue
Sue don’t really do what Becky do
Becky sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at HollyGrove
This the year of the Mula
I put that on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a bitch from Aruba
She say my dick like a ruler
She lemme fuck her medula
Then I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I’m gone

[Hook: Jay Jones & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 2: Euro]
Check
I’ma do ’em like Big Meech
This strip club’s in ’03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low fade
Fiends still in the Stone Age
Goons in the crowd strapped ho
They don’t clap while I’m on stage!
Side talk, I’m immune to
Been the new kid in the new school
I ain’t too fond of the new school
I’m an old soul in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise through
Two cokes still a hot boy
But I’m too cool, I’ll hold a grudge ’till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the pool snortin’ up lines
I’m the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 3: HoodyBaby]
I’m Steph Curry I’m Wardell
I’m all hell, when the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got four scales
I’m the nigga in the city pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I make it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, i’m koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? I’m over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I’m stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
L-A-T
Moms just hard on me with grades
Had to turn them B’s to A’s
Now im turning words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the bread
I ain’t burn the bread
Made it gold instead turning more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
Don’t try to son me Reg
I’ll knock ya off the ledge
I’ll pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, bullets gon’ spread
Catch ’em like Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the console
I’m a shark in the fishbowl
Running plays on my rich hoes
Sunny days in the North Pole
I’m a play, play my part hoe
Turn a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart closed
Short ride on a long road
Long days and them long nights
Big dogs and we all bite
Big words just all hype
Small talk, large price
Alright, not nice
Heart cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, drops mic
Stop light, stop running your mouth ‘fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna figure ’em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes Lord
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Gang, gang
Mula Gang

India Arie – I Am Light (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Hook x4]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 1]
I am not the things my family did
I am not the voices in my head
I am not the pieces of the brokenness inside
I am light, I am light (x2)

[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 2]
I’m not the mistakes that I have made
Or any of the things that caused me pain
I am not the pieces of the dream I left behind
I am light, I am light (x2)

[Hook x3]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 3]
I am not the color of my eyes
I am not the skin on the outside
I am not my age
I am not my race
My soul inside is all light, all light
Oh light, all light

[Hook x2]
I am light, I am light

[Verse 4]
I am divinity defined
I am the God on the inside
I am a star, a piece of it all
I am light

India Arie – Soulbird Rise (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
I believe in open doors
I’ve taken off the screen
I’m ready to let the world come inside
And touch my life
I will no longer be defined by
What someone else believes that I (am)

[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate

[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly

[Verse 2]
I believe in open doors
I’m outside of the box
What did not demolish me simply polished me
Now the clearer I can see
I know where I want to go
I am living in the flow

[Pre-Chorus]
Now that I have dropped the weight
I am light as a feather
It’s time to elevate

[Hook]
Soulbird rise
Lift your eyes
Spread your wings
And prepare to fly
This is the moment
Of your life
Go ahead and fly

[Outro]
I believe in open doors

India Arie – Just Let It Go (Songversation: Medicine Album)

[Verse 1]
You’ve been through so much
So many ups and downs
You’ve given your love
But never liked the way it turned out
You closed off your heart
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But you don’t have to wait for an apology
Or for someone else to make amends
When you can remember
That your healing is in your hands

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free

[Verse 2]
You’ve been used
You’ve been abused
Someone came along
Who didn’t value you
You carried the weight
Of your heart
Like a million rocks on your shoulders
But life isn’t meant to be perfect
And we won’t always win
But can you remember
That your healing is in your hands?

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you set yourself free
Just let it go

[Verse 3]
Gave it your all
You put your blinders on
When you looked around
All of your friends were gone
You took the fall
And you carried the weight
Like a million rocks on your shoulders

[Chorus]
Just let it go, inch by inch
Just let it go, and do it again
Just let it go, one day you’ll see
Just let it go, you’ve set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Let it go
Just let it go, and set yourself free
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Just let it go, and it’s all just so simple
Your healing is in your hands
Now set yourself free

India Arie – Breathe (Songversation: Medicine Album)

Sometimes you just can’t believe the things your eyes see
So much injustice in this life
If it’s happenin’ right on your TV screen

So you drop to your knees and you’re prayin’
‘Cause you can hear him sayin’ he can’t breathe
And it’s all so overwhelming
Because you know there’s nothing you can do to help him

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

There’s always someone tryin’ to take someone’s power away
The history of the world is violent, will it ever change?
Now we’re livin’ in a time where you just can’t hide
There’s a camera in every hand
It’s not elusive, even when they treat you like you’re useless
We know what the truth is

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

Fight for your life
Fight for your life
In the face of a society
That doesn’t value your life
For the men in your life
For the boys in your life
For your brothers, for your fathers
For the ones that came before us
For the future, for the future
For the future, for the future

Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In times like these
Nothing matters more
Continue to breathe
Continue to breathe
In honor of your brother
That’s what your heart is for

Tom Lehrer – We Will All Go Together When We Go lyrics

I am reminded at this point of a fellow I used to know who’s name was henry, only to give you an idea of what an individualist he was he spelt it hen3ry. The 3 was silent, you see. Henry was finally independent, having inherited his father’s tar-and-feather business, and was therefore able to devote his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing. I particularly remember a heart-warming
Novel of his about a young necrophiliac who finally achieved his boy-hood ambition by becoming coroner.

The rest of you can look it up when you get home. In addition to writing he indulged in a good deal of philosophizing. Like so many contemporary philosophers he especially enjoyed giving helpful
Advice to people who were happier than he was. One particular bit of advice which I recall, which is the reason I bring up this whole, dreary story is something he said once before they took him away to
The massachussetts state home for the bewilderd. He said: “life is like a sewer: what you get out of it depends on what you put into it.” it’s always seems to me that this is precisely the
Sort of dynamic, positive thinking that we so desperately need in these trying times of crisis and universal broo-ha-ha, and so with this in mind I have here a modern positive dynamic uplifting
In the tradition of the great old revival hymns. This one might more accurately be termed a survival hymn.

When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you.
And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
But don’t you worry.
No more ashes, no more sackcloth.
And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve.
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There’ll be nobody left behind to grieve.

And we will all go together when we go.
What a comforting fact that is to know.
Universal bereavement,
An inspiring achievement,
Yes, we all will go together when we go.

We will all go together when we go.
All suffuse with an incandescent glow.
No one will have the endurance
To collect on his insurance,
Lloyd’s of London will be loaded when they go.

Oh we will all fry together when we fry.
We’ll be french fried potatoes by and by.
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry.

Down by the old maelstrom,
There’ll be a storm before the calm.

And we will all bake together when we bake.
There’ll be nobody present at the wake.
With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak.

Oh we will all char together when we char.
And let there be no moaning of the bar.
Just sing out a te deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be “come as you are.”

Oh we will all burn together when we burn.
There’ll be no need to stand and wait your turn.
When it’s time for the fallout
And saint peter calls us all out,
We’ll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

You will all go directly to your respective valhallas.
Go directly, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dolla’s.

And we will all go together when we go.
Ev’ry hottenhot and ev’ry eskimo.
When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous.
Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go.

David Allan Coe – The Rodeo Song lyrics

Well it’s 40 below and I don’t give a fuck,
Got a heater in my truck and I’m off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand,
He’s a one ball man and he’s off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Well it’s 40 below and I ain’t got a truck
And I don’t give a fuck ’cause I’m off to the rodeo

Where it’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nervs

Here comes Johnny with his pecker in his hand,
He’s a one ball man and he’s off to the rodeo

It’s an alla man left and alla man right
Come on you fuckin’ dummy get your right step right
Get off stage you god damn goof you know

You piss me off, you fuckin’ jerk
You get on my nerves

Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers – Every Kind Of Lucky lyrics

Under pressure, crushin’ you and me.
Fellow fools, follow me, we’ll find the diamonds at the bottom of the sea.

And if the freaks adore me,
And the police ignore me,
I know it’s better. I know it’s better when they mind their own biz, uh
Huh.

‘Cause I’m from the class, that burned the schoolhouse down before a
Teacher could hand out a quiz.
It’s like this every time – when you’re every kind of lucky there is.

I’ve got problems I didn’t know I had.
I don’t let trouble drive me crazy, I get busy driving trouble mad.

If the police deplore me,
And if the priests ignore me.
I know it’s better – I know it’s better when they mind their own biz. Uh
Huh.

‘Cause I’m from the class that burned the schoolhouse down before the
Teacher could hand out a quiz. It’s like this every time – when you’re
Every kind of lucky…

Don’t you want to fly with the ravens?
Don’t you want to prowl with the black cats too?
I’ll be waiting under the light sugar let me steal a kiss. Now we’re every
Kind of lucky there is.

So if the freaks adore me,
And if the the priests abhor me,
I know it’s better. I know it’s better when they mind their own biz.
Let the police adore me.
And let the freaks deplore me.
I know it’s better, I know it’s better when they mind their own biz, uh
Huh.

Come and join the class, burn the schoolhouse down before a teacher can
Hand out a quiz.
It’s like this every time, cause we’re every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is
Every kind of lucky there is

DR1VE THRU SEX – Closer To Me lyrics

Move in closer to me
On my feet I stand
Another path to pave
In another time
And I’ll start again in another time
In another life

Wont you bring it to me now
I get fucking paid
I get it given to me
I get fucking paid
This is my life
I get fucking paid
I get it given to me

EGOIST – Namae No Nai Kaibutsu lyrics

[Verse]
Feariiteeru wa
Sakki shinda mitai
Renga no byoutou de umaku utaenakute

[Pre-Chorus]
Kiri ni kemuru yoru ukabe akai tsuki
Hora mite watashi o
Me o sorasanaide

[Chorus]
Kuroi tetsugoushi no naka de
Watashi wa umarete kitan da
Akui no daishou o negae
Nozomu ga mama ni omae ni
Saa ataeyou seigi o
Kowashite kowasareru mae ni
Inga no daishou o harai
Tomo ni yukou namae no nai kaibutsu

[Verse]
Miminari ga shiteru
Tetsujoumou urusaku tte
Omoidasenai no ano hi no senritsu

[Pre-Chorus]
Ame wa mada yamanai
Nanni mo mienai no
Hora mite konna ni ookiku natta no

[Chorus]
Kuroi ame furase kono sora
Watashi wa nozomarenai mono
Hibiwareta noirooze
Aisu douzai no boukansha-tachi ni
Saa ima furue seigi o
Kesenai kizu o dakishimete
Kono karada o ukeire
Tomo ni yukou namae no nai kaibutsu

[Bridge]
Aa
Kami wa tsugeru shin no sekai o

[Chorus]
Kuroi tetsugoushi no naka de
Watashi wa umarete kitan da
Akui no daishou o negae
Nozomu ga mama ni omae ni
Saa ataeyou seigi o
Kowashite kowasareru mae ni
Inga no daishou o harai
Mukui yo na mo naki kaibutsu

Kuroi ame furase kono sora
Watashi wa nozomarenai mono
Hibiwareta noirooze
Aisu douzai no boukansha-tachi ni
Saa ima furue seigi o
Kesenai kizu o dakishimete
Kono karada o ukeire
Tomo ni yukou namae no nai kaibutsu

13.5 Ain´t 9 – Let Me Stay lyrics

Children playing outside in the park
They ́d better be in just before the dark
I ́m but a servant in the land of kings
Never ever had a mood that swings

When your soul…
Yeah your soul touched mine

I ́ve seen her walking down the velvet lane
It blew their minds… they almost gone insane
People screaming, pushing things around
Could it be that they are out of bounds

When your soul… / Yeah your soul…
Yeah your soul touched mine / Yeah your soul touched mine

Indifferent world… so hard to survive
Just sit still… be glad that you ́re alive
Would be nice to have a special friend
Someone who ́ll be there at the bitter end

When your soul…
Yeah your soul touched mine

Horses walking in a gentle pace
No use in restarting any race
The odds were good they ́d surely got their pay
So I asked you if you would like to stay

When your soul…
Yeah your soul touched mine

So let me stay
Please let me stay
Let me stay
Let me stay
Let me stay
Let me stay with you

Chungha – Why Don’t You Know lyrics

[Chungha] Nae mami an boilkka bwa close to me
Jinjjaro moreuneun geolkka never
Dugeundugeun daeche wae irae
Tell me some ya story
Ne mameul moreugesseo deo close to you
Nareul eojireobge heundeureo
Neoneun maeilmaeil my love babe
Oneuldo neon cheoeumin geotcheoreom

Nareul seodureuge mandeureo
Neoneun maybe my love babe
Eonjebuteonji moreujiman

Jakkuman anirago mareul haneyo
Nan manneunde neon wae neon
Nan manneunde wae neon
Sarangi anirago mareul haneyo
Nae maminde neon wae neon
Nae maminde wae
Why don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?

[Nucksal] Yeojeonhi sesangeun neulkgo sarangeun ajik eoryeo
Maeumeul jeonhaedo datgieneun ajik eoryeowo
Shigani jinan dwie huhoehae sonhaeneun neo
Ah miri malhaedujiman namani neoye pailleot
Achimen neoga joahaneun saegeul ibeo
Uyeoneul gajanghan inyeoneul nan mideo
Shiltago hae shingyeong an sseo never give up
Byeoldeuri tteoreojyeo eoseo sowon bireo

[Chungha] Nareul teukbyeolhage mandeureo
You make me feel better babe
Nuguboda jal aneun geotcheoreom
Gyesok neol geurida jamdeureo
Neomu gipge ppajyeo babe
Babo gateulji moreujiman

Jakkuman anirago mareul haneyo
Nan manneunde neon wae neon
Nan manneunde wae neon
Sarangi anirago mareul haneyo
Nae maminde neon wae neon
Nae maminde wae
Why don’t you know?

Amugeotto moreuneun neo
Amugeotto moreumyeonseo
Nae mameul aneun geotcheoreom
I just wanna be your girl

Jakkuman anirago mareul haneyo
Nan manneunde neon wae neon
Nan manneunde wae neon
Sarangi anirago mareul haneyo
Nae maminde neon wae neon
Nae maminde wae
Why don’t you know?
Why don’t you know?

Why don’t you know?

Octivia Chueng – The Guitar Song To The Dead lyrics

My Dog’s dead
My Chicken’s dead
The animals are dead

My mom’s to old
My dad’s to young
I say to my family get wrecked

Kids are too wise
To go to school
Teachers are fired on day one

So we run away
To find our wives
Or long lost brothers

We all must support
The black people
Cause we don’t want to be racist

This is how
I’ll end this song
So everybody goodnight.

When A Girl Likes A Boy – Haschak Sisters lyrics

Lyrics Haschak Sisters – When a girl likes a boy

I’ve never had a boyfriend
I guess I just never really gave too much
Thought about it
I wonder what it’d be like
When I find him
Cause I’m a little curious
How it’d happen.(when a girl likes a boy)

She’s been texting on her phone late
Actin’ different
Walking round wearing a smile
La la la la
Going to the movies and we’re
Not invited
Wonder what she’s hiding now
Almost as if..

Who’s that boy?
What’s his name?
Be careful what you do and
Be careful what you say
And they tell me (They tell me)
Don’t give your heart away
Remember who you are and don’t change.

Ohhh, but it’s like
I’ve never felt the way that I feel
Whenever I spend time with you and everything is beautiful
When a girl likes a boy
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
Better than what I imagined
When a girl likes a boy
Be careful what you say
Don’t give your heart away
When a girl likes a boy
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
And I’ve never ever felt this way.

I sorta got a boyfriend
I guess I just
Never really felt this much
For somebody
And whenever I’m with him
Life is candy
And we’re not that serious
We’re just happy.

She’s been talking to him for like
Half the weekend
When will her feet touch the ground
She’s in heaven
Wonder how long she’s (gonna) keep on
Keep on trippin
She doesn’t want us around
Let’s just ask her.

Who’s that boy?
What’s his name?
Be careful what you do and
Be careful what you say
And they tell me (They tell me)
Don’t give your heart away
Remember who you are and don’t change.

Oh, but it’s like
I’ve never felt the way that I feel
Whenever I spend time with you and everything is beautiful
When a girl likes a boy versuri-lyrics.info
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
Better than what I imagined
When a girl likes a boy
Be careful what you say
Don’t give your heart away
When a girl likes a boy
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
And I’ve never ever felt this way.

I’m tryna spend more time with you
But lately you don’t ever seem to wanna hang out too
Is it the movies? Or do we go to the park
You’re not the same anymore
like you’ve changed from before
Yeah – so what’s up?
Why you act so tough
It’s like – lately all you do is seem mad at us
It’s not that, I don’t know what to say
You’ll understand one day when you’re my age, you’ll be like.

I’ve never felt the way that I feel
Whenever I spend time with you and everything is beautiful
When a girl likes a boy
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
Better than what I imagined
When a girl likes a boy
Be careful what you say
Don’t give your heart away
When a girl likes a boy
Oh it’s just like heaven, heaven
And I’ve never ever felt this wayyy.
Haschak Sisters lyrics
Video a boy

Aliens – Coldplay lyrics

Lyrics Coldplay – Aliens

We were just about to lose our home
Diamonds ate the radio
Moving in the dead of night
We took photographs just some just so
History has some to know
We were moving at the speed of flight.(aliens)

Kids cry
If you want to
That’s alright
If you want to
Hold me
Hold me tight.

Just an alien.

We were hovering without a home
Millions are UFO
Hovering in hope some scope tonight
Sees the light and says.

Fly if you want to
That’s alright
Versuri-lyrics.info
But if you want to
Call me
Call this line.

Just an alien
Just an alien
Oh, we just want to get home again.

Tell your leader
Sir or ma’am
We come in peace
We mean no harm
Somewhere out there
In the unknown
All the E.T.’s are phoning home
Watching my life
On the skyline
Crossing your eyes
For a lifetime.

Just an alien
Moving target
Target movement
A patch, a corner
Of the spacetime
Just an alien
Turning toward it
Turning pages
Over Asia
Crossing ages
Just an alien
Oh, we just want to get home againnn.
Coldplay lyrics
Video Coldplay

Aire – Axel letra

Letra Axel – Aire

No voy a negar que si tu no estas me falta el aire…
No quiero pasar ni un minuto más sin Ti.
No puedo ocultar, no voy a callar, me duele amarte…
No digas adiós, no puedo volver atrás.

Dale tiempo al corazón quizás mañana es tarde,
No te alejes de mí, no…

Sentir que te vas
Sin ver más allá.
Y que si al final
Esta es tu oportunidad
Versuri-lyrics.info
Mi oportunidad
De ser como el cielo y el mar.

No me insistas más, no quiero intentar nada con nadie…
Nadie más que tu tiene todo lo que tú me dasss.
Axel letras
Video Axel

Eres mi todo – Karol G feat. Kevin Roldan letra

Letra Karol G – Eres mi todo

Tú eres mi todo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor
Tú eres mi todo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor.

No sé que hacerte y me enamoro otra vez
Sin darme cuenta estoy a tus pies
Parece que esto fuera mentira
De esa nave ahora linda eres mía.

Voy en el porshe a entregarte flores
Chocolates porque hoy cumplimos mes
Tú eres mi niña bonita, consentida
Hoy tienes la mente positiva.

Y yo no sé que será, que vendrá
Peo contigo que venga lo que venga
Si ya te logré enamorar y además
Tú sabes bien en que lugar estás.

Tú eres mi todo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor
Tú eres mi todo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor.

Y ma imagínate tú y yo en mi habitación, bailando lento
Mientras lo estamos haciendo se detiene el tiempo
Lo que tú me haces sentir con tan solo una mirada
Cuando me besas así bebé siento que no importa nada.

Y yo no sé que será, que vendrá
Peo contigo que venga lo que venga
Si ya te logré enamorar y además
Tú sabes bien en que lugar estás.

Tú eres mi todooo
Todo hago por este amor
Versuri-lyrics.info
Que es lo mejor
Tú eres mi todooo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor.

Tú eres mi todooo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor
Tú eres mi todooo
Todo hago por este amor
Que es lo mejor.

Y ma imagínate tú y yo en mi habitación, bailando lento
Mientras lo estamos haciendo se detiene el tiempo
Lo que tú me haces sentir con tan solo una mirada
Cuando me besas así bebé siento que no importa nadaaa.
Karol G letras
Video todo

TYGA – Move To L.A lyrics

You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Now, [?] be the man, wanna see you doin’ good
I don’t wanna get rich, leave you in the hood
Girl, in my eyes, you the baddest
The reason why I love you
You don’t like me, kill my status
I see you livin’ average, I’d be offended
If they see you with me, they gon’ wanna take pictures
Bitch so bad, I hope they get your face in it
I’m just tryna Jay Leno, you know, stay up late with you
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
Get you a condo and a new Benz
Bad girl, bad girl, baddest girl
Eatin’ Whole Foods but ya got a fatty, girl
She call me lil daddy, she a daddy’s girl
I let her breathe, whoo
Then I tell her, “Get back at it, girl”

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Verse 2: Tyga & Ty Dolla $ign]
Hey mama, won’t you come to T [?]
Keep you in Chanel ’cause the devil wear Prada
In the Maybach, then I smoke the cigara
You should move to L.A., I think I see your baby father
Here go the number to mi casa
Crib like Pablo, I got the whole enchilada
Once you pop in, it ain’t no stoppin’
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Take you on tour, I can tell you was meant for me
If they ask who your man, you should mention me
I throw a chain on you, then make you sing for me
And you like to smoke when you drink and we be frustrated, oh baby
When our signals get crossed, I hate it
‘Cause the more you treat me royal, I adore you
That’s why I don’t mind doing all these things for you
It’s only right we spend our lonely nights
In the ‘Rari down Sunset, revving them pipes
I ain’t T.I. but you get whatever you like
TY, he get you the keys tonight
Just get on your flight

[Chorus Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
‘Cause I ain’t here to play with you
Baby, you gon’ get this work
Yeah, baby you gon’ get this 9 to 5
5 to 9 and overtime
Yeah, you know it’s only right
Uh, you know it’s only right

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Tyga]
Know it’s only right
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
9 to 5, 5 to 9, all the time
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend
You should move to L.A. with your best friend

FRENCH MONTANA – Bring Dem Things lyrics

When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don’t you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and diamonds
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things

[Verse 1: Pharrell]
Maybe, you don’t wanna fuck with them bro
Oh you high and they shooting, better get low
[?] you ain’t go no friends, oh
They’ll be fucking with that ass like a nympho
Chanel scarf like rainbow barf
$1000 sip nigga, this ain’t yo’ cloth
You ain’t dripping nigga, that ain’t no sauce
I can see the noodles, that shit made for poodles
I’m thinking ’bout the LaFerrari coupe
1.8, the option is the roof
Greens is a sicken to the youth
Your goals are malnourished nigga, please spit the juice
Y’all be [?], I be human-made and
Y’all be aping, I be [?] nation
No diamonds, just turn beyond facing
Gears and sprockets with the sapphire casing

[Chorus: French Montana]
When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don’t you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and diamonds
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Here’s a little story about a kid from Morocco
Had to show Carlito I was Benny Blanco
Check it out, ra-raindrop, offset
Fuck a plug, we the outlet
Child put me in a box, I’m in the box office
All the rocks made shawty blow my socks off
Coke boy white, Mac Miller, Reggie Miller
Shoot to kill her, canary quarterback [?]
White villa from crack dealing
Vanilla, garage like a dealer
I kill ’em softly, Lauryn Hill ’em
Get above ’em, crib Calabasas on the hill, I
Had ’em on a needle, 45 plate
[?] on the red carpet
Alcatraz bars, crash cars
Ain’t no future in fronting, my homie rip yo mask off

[Chorus: French Montana]
When I pull up they notice me
Come and talk to me like Jodeci
But don’t you be too close to me
Them goons you see, let it go for me
I bring them things, I bring them things
I call the plug (hello?) he bring them things
Mucho bitches, I bring them chains
Looking so expensive, rings and diamonds
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things
I bring them things

ZEDD – Get Low lyrics

Shake too low
But that don’t mean much
Sensitive tough, you don’t get enough
I’ve been drowning in your, lost in the rust
Faded you’re stuck, I help you up

Don’t care if you’re too loud, sexy, I want you now
Bet I could take you there
Whisper it in your ear
What do you wanna feel?
Let’s just enjoy the feel
I’ll take a breath of will, and give you the touch you’re missing

Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb

Beautiful as you are, I wanna light up your dark
Maybe you don’t believe in me, it’s hard to know what you see of me
Don’t be quick to say no
My chest is your pillow
Come out of the shadows
I know that you’re fragile

Don’t care if you’re too loud, sexy, I want you now
Bet I could take you there
Whisper it in your ear
What do you wanna feel?
Let’s just enjoy the feel
I’ll take a breath of will, and give you the touch you’re missing

Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb

I like the way you take me there
I like the way you touch yourself
Don’t hold back, I want back
When the water come down, I’ma get in that

Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb

I’m right here, you know, when your waves explode
Let’s skip the undertone
Know that you’ve been broken
Know that you’ve been hoping
Swimming in your ocean
Your new life is floating
The stars are made to shine
Reach up and make a wish
It’s a beautiful time, I hope you take a glimpse
With a sound of love is blowing crazy in the wind
You don’t have to pretend
I don’t care where you’ve been

Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb

I like the way you take me there
I like the way you touch yourself
Don’t hold back, I want back
When the water come down, I’ma get in that

Get low, get low
Hands on your waist let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low

LIL WAYNE – Mula Gang lyrics

Man, starting five when it’s game time
Talking drugs on my main line
That’s a strange sign, I can’t really trust you
Ain’t have a clue that I was working so hard to get where I’m at
I can vision this shit, had a dream
Call me Jay Luther King
Now I woke up and I’m living this shit
Time change, people change too
Never let the people change you
Pack made it safe, we straight
Pull off in a cocaine coupe
Got two snow bunnies with me
One Becky one named Sue
Sue don’t really do what Becky do
Becky sexual with the crew (gang)
2000 at HollyGrove
This the year of the Mula
I put that on Mula
Pull out the passports, fuck a city hoe
I need a bitch from Aruba
She say my dick like a ruler
She lemme fuck her medula
Then I pass that hoe to Euro
When it come to head, that hoe better than Super
I’m gone

[Hook: Jay Jones & Lil Wayne]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 2: Euro]
Check
I’ma do ’em like Big Meech
This strip club’s in ’03
Like when MJ dropped 69 on the Cavs in OT
Keith Moore with a low fade
Fiends still in the Stone Age
Goons in the crowd strapped ho
They don’t clap while I’m on stage!
Side talk, I’m immune to
Been the new kid in the new school
I ain’t too fond of the new school
I’m an old soul in a young man
Bump Johnny Cash when I cruise through
Two cokes still a hot boy
But I’m too cool, I’ll hold a grudge ’till I beat whoever I lose to
We the ones who had good girls, by the pool snortin’ up lines
I’m the reason all the bad college bitches never showed up on time
We the one who had Cristiano in Japan throwing up signs
Born to lose but I built up, always knew growing up
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang

[Verse 3: HoodyBaby]
I’m Steph Curry I’m Wardell
I’m all hell, when the Warriors come out to play yall all fail
I got fish scale, I got four scales
I’m the nigga in the city pushing dope deals
Hoodybaby in the kitchen when the smoke clears
I can clear 200,000 like my throat, yeah
I make it rumble in the jungle where koalas lie
Bitches call me Hoody bear, I’m koala-fied
Oh that went over your head? I’m over qualified
Really make them guns fly, bitch I’m stuck in overdrive
Trick or treat, live or die? Let my bro decide
All this trapping in my Jesus piece like show you right

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
L-A-T
Moms just hard on me with grades
Had to turn them B’s to A’s
Now im turning words to paper
Turning birds to haters fry their wings and legs
I prefer a lake, I deserve a raise
Should be overpaid, I just toast the bread
I ain’t burn the bread
Man the Golden State turning more than heads
Take it in my hand, turn it into bread
Got the golden dreads, got me on the meds
Had a talk with Tez about me on the meds
Forgot the shit he said, Le Mantra on the ears
Don’t try to son me Reg
I’ll knock ya off the ledge
I’ll pop off on sketch
Praying like pledge, bullets gon’ spread
Catch ’em like Dez, all in ya ass
Handguns in the console
I’m a shark in the fishbowl
Running plays on my rich hoes
Sunny days in the North Pole
I’m a play, play my part hoe
Turn a rock to the charcoal
Heart thrives but my heart closed
Short ride on a long road
Long days and them long nights
Big dogs and we all bite
Big words just all hype
Small talk, large price
Alright, not nice
Heart cold, hot ice
She sucks, she wipes, she swallows, drops mic
Stop light, stop running your mouth ‘fore I run in your mouth
From a hundred dollas to a hundred of commas
Got fuckin problems, tryna figure ’em out
Niggas run in your house waiting on my count
Bitches in they house waiting on my call
Mula Gang, Mula Gang, Mula Gang
Yes Lord
I think I’m made for this shit

[Hook: Jay Jones]
Wait, I think I’m made for this shit
I got the way with this shit
Grind everyday for this shit
Every night bad hoes
Shop open no closed
Make money, stack mo
I guess this what they ask fo’
Wait, yeah
Mula Gang
Mula Gang
Yeah, yeah
Mula Gang
Gang, gang
Mula Gang

LIL WAYNE – Loyalty lyrics

Ok, I’m shining, beaming, glossing
Big timing, stunting and flossing
Dangerous, approach with caution
If I sneeze, you in a coffin
Chasing paper, we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let ’em snort cocaine at a party
Leave ’em stiff like rigormortis
Don’t try to race, this car got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can’t copy
You can’t bite it, you can’t forge it
I got bars with more in storage
Watch me blossom, watch me flourish
If you try to touch my porridge
You will feel my chucks like Norris
All my bitches think I’m gorgeous
Get a massage while I’m recording
Single like a dollar bill
I am a free man, call me Morgan
Come and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and go and do your job
Now lay in the bed and then give me head
I don’t have to ask, I don’t have to beg
Yeah, I’m bumping Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like talapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain’t no stopping us
Why? We back by popular demand
Quit baller-blocking us
Lord Gudda, praise a nigga
MOB, I’m brazy, nigga
Hard at work, I’m slaving, nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I’m wavy, nigga
Percocet and adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I’m a landmine, got this by a landslide, I’m racing, nigga
Cruise control, I’m pacing nigga
Turn around, I’m waving, nigga

[Verse 2: HoodBaby]
There’s a Glock clocked by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing gang signs
I got bands like it’s band time
Posted up at granny house, trappin’ off the landmine
What’s all that hootin’ and hollerin’?
I’m who bring the dollars in
Drop the top, it was botherin’
Now go let your mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house full of bricks, you can call it remodelin’
Bitch, grow up, it’s only head if you swallowin’
Baby, get to geekin’, get to geekin’ and gobblin’
Your friends think I’m bad, they must be looking for trouble then
It’s a foam party, I be bustin’ they bubbles then
Then I hop in the whip, make a plan on some bricks
My homies say pull up, we just came up on a lick
I’m in the ends with the sticks, it’s the revenge of the Crips
Hoe, you know it’s OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Hoe, you know it’s LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit
Fat head, long, like she ’bout to strangle this dick
I got more bang bang in a stick than butane in a vic
I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more purple rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and piss and make more money than cents (sense)
She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her lips
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that’s length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith
It’s the return of the Blood, ’bout to turn up and thug
We wan’ know who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in ones
Make her milk these fuckin’ niggas like some Cap’n Crunch
Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain’t cram for one
All these fuckin’ karats on me, bitch, I’m Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I already got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp they tongue
Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get stuck
Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that grass get cut
Duct tape and we quackin’ up then beat ’em with more bats
Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust
Buried just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking your aquarium
Out of the ordinarys and went to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves coming
Know that loyalty’s amongst them
LAT

LIL WAYNE – Magnolia lyrics

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?

[Verse 1]
Uh
In New York like Biggie, ROC, plants on my sock
She runnin’ from the cock and when I shoot I blatttt
Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
Yeah, Stunna number block
This New Orleans milly rock
Let ’em milly rock
Me and woe don’t really rock
Evidently not, brrrr
Yeah, tell ’em it’s the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I’m higher than my socks
I’m twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did a show with Ja
Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
They threw me in the box, eight months tops
Starin’ at the clock, commissary stopped
Man when Carter 5 drop, a nigga jaw gon’ drop
The bitches’ drawers gon’ drop, and then the call’s gon’ drop
Hello?
I ball too hard, they flop, woah
And all of these bitches got ass
How did they get it so fast?
They ain’t have that in the past, I still smash
In L.A. they gettin’ shots, bitch I know the docs
M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch know where we dock

[Chorus]
Hollup, I ain’t from the ‘Nolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I, fuck, these, hoes
If, I, don’t, doze
Off, on, that drank
If I, do, bitch you to blame, coochie lame
Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
Big bank, take lil’ bank, you know the game
All these bitches want Young Carter, Young Carter
The fireman and fire starter, need water
Woo, all of your bitches, they poo
All of my bitches, they’re new
They got more bitches than you
All of these hoes is gon’ loose
But my bitch keep me in the loop
She blow me like hot Campbell’s soup
My woadies come out like a troop
Innocent bystander, oops
Ain’t tryin’ might find out your fruits
I’m in a pineapple coupe
Passin’ you up like juke
Turnin’ heads like a screw
Give that ho a tip
Enough to buy a whip
Give that ho some sip
She fall asleep, I dip
I’m rich, bitch
Money, Mitch
What’s in that, bag?
14, bricks
You got 14 bricks in that bag?
Used to, used to drive a Masi’
Used to be locked up, with the dude that stopped Ashanti
Used to be in Hollygrove with dudes that caught them bodies
Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty
Tell your bitch I’m Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
I’m kamikaze-in’ you niggas, Ronda Rousey
It’s New Orleans, Milly Rock, drop it to the socks
OVO Jordans, the ones that haven’t dropped, uh
Waitin’ for Carter 5 to drop, uh
It’s the, it’s the Roc, uh
Tell them bitches it’s the Roc, yeah, yeah
I’m throwin’ up the Roc, yeah

[Chorus]
I ain’t from Magnolia, but Tunechi still a soldier
And rest in peace to Soulja, ’cause he was real Magnolia, yeah

Pitbull – Crank Up Da Dunk Lyrics

[Intro:]
Ay, mil, crank up da dunk!

[Hook: Money Mark]
Nigga crank up da dank
Turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar

[Verse 1:]
Deep in seven duce-dos dogs
Going to the club, coolin’ with the thugs
We gon rock, get high, hope to fly
When we in the 305, we get live (Nigga What!)
I’m looking for some ho to fuck
I’m with my dawgs
And we looking for some hole to fuck
That’s right, gon cop something
We hit the studio with y’all something
Them niggas can hate
Before we clip the Glocks on em
So stop fronting, you know what we all about
We from the same, so you know what we all about
It’s like who the hell
Get your money, get your hoes
We gon put it down for our city
You know how it is
Nigga we loose and we all about I’s
Deep in the club, nigga all of us stars
Get your beef, get your coke, get trees
Get your tokens, get your keys

[Hook]
Nigga crank up da dank
Turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar

[Verse 2: Kase One]
My attitude must be the justice
Fuck you nigga, I’m quick to clown
And we coming back from the {?} and shit
Hoe nigga, Imma get you now
When I come through, we in a circle
I mean, whoever who in ya circle
Money I do wanna dirty slime
And these many times I got to alert
All your homeboys about to bezerk
And you’re the reason nigga shout Miami
Tours is taking a route for Miami
We keep the hoe niggas out of Miami
So bitches ’bout Miami

[Bridge: Money Mark]
Nigga crank up da dunk

[Verse 3: Pitbull]
I say kindness is for weakness
These palm trees and blue skies
Is to keep you outta town, nigga speechless
Cause the last thing we need is leeches
You leech ass niggas better stick to those beaches
I’m from the city where the sun’s hot
Fuck sunblock, when them guns cock
Fingers inch, trigger click, guns pop
Oh and problem when them guns blaze
They’ll burn your ass a little more than sideways

[Hook: Money Mark]
Nigga crank up da dank
Turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar

[Verse 4: Money Mark]
Let’s take it to the streets, where young niggas like me
Come through 7-3 lord draw in the breeze
With a pocket full of cheese, trying get me a beat
Pull up to the club on duces
Only way you get in the front bitch, you best be elusive
No more truce, and all those hoes
Tryna get a nigga dough with some rabbit ass hands
Do me favor, climb in the back of da dunk
Let me pump up da funk, and hit your chin with my jaw
Keep a tech in the trunk
Lay back bitch, but the beat keep me crunk
Come to your spot, two Glocks in the pump
Nigga fuck what you need
Imma give you what you want, how it gotta be
Me in the dub late night by the robbery (by the robbery)

[Hook: Money Mark]
Nigga crank up da dank
Turn up the funk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Pull out the chomp
Nigga roll up the funk
Nigga blow out this skunk
When you pull out da dunk
Nigga lift up the trunk
Nigga turn up the funk
Nigga pull up the blunt
Nigga blow out the skunk
Then back to the bar

AlunaGeorge – Last Kiss Lyrics

[Verse 1: Aluna Francis]
The least you could do is
Look me in the eye and
Tell me the truth, yeah
The least you could show is
What you really know and
Don’t take it slow

[Pre-Chorus: Aluna Francis]
Baby, I can only take it
If you give it to me
Baby, please don’t make me wait
For you to disappear
‘Cause I can’t keep holding on and on and on
Holding on and on

[Chorus: Aluna Francis]
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
I don’t wanna miss it
If this is my last wish
I don’t wanna waste it, waste it
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
I don’t wanna miss it, ooh, kiss, ooh

[Verse 2: Aluna Francis]
Please don’t do this
You don’t have to prove that
You’re free just by hurting me

[Pre-Chorus: Aluna Francis]
Baby, I can only take it
If you give it to me
Baby, please don’t make me wait
For you to disappear
‘Cause I can’t keep holding on and on and on
Holding on and on

[Chorus: Aluna Francis]
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
I don’t wanna miss it
If this is my last wish
I don’t wanna waste it, waste it
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
I don’t wanna miss it, ooh, kiss, ooh

[Bridge: Aluna Francis]
Na-na-na-na-na

[Chorus: Aluna Francis]
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
I don’t wanna miss it (Na-na-na-na-na)
If this is my last wish
I don’t wanna waste it, waste it
If it’s gonna be my last kiss
If it’s gonna be my last kiss, ooh, kiss, ooh

Jennifer Lopez – Ni Tú Ni Yo (feat. Gente De Zona)

[Verse 1: Jennifer Lopez]
Como en la vida, el amor es así
Nace de la nada y se convierte en todo
Nunca imaginé enamorarme así
No tenías previsto sentir amor

[Pre-Chorus: Jennifer Lopez]
El amor es así
Inspirador, cautivador
Conmovedor, provocador
Y a veces tentación
El amor es así
Controlador, es dictador
Emocionante, apasionante
Depredador

[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo

[Verse 2: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Nada de lo que hagamos ahora es inmoral
Porque Cupido ya flechó
Si el amor es inmortal
Entonces la inmortalidad nos eligió
Tus labios son agua pura
Y mi mirada ya refleja el Kamasutra
Me gusta mi cama
Pero prefiero la tuya

[Pre-Chorus: Jennifer Lopez]
El amor es así
Inspirador, cautivador
Conmovedor, provocador
Y a veces tentación
El amor es así
Controlador, es dictador
Emocionante, apasionante
Depredador

[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo

[Verse 3: Gente de Zona]
Que sea lo que Dios quiera
Yo quiero vivir contigo
Lo hacemos a tu manera
Porque a mi me da lo mismo
Que sea lo que Dios quiera
Yo quiero vivir contigo
Lo hacemos a tu manera

[Chorus: Both, Jennifer Lopez, Gente de Zona]
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ay, no hagamos caso a la gente
Ellos no saben lo que se siente
Cuando estamos juntos tú y yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Nos dimos cuenta de lo que hicimos
Y tu corazón es testigo
Dime qué fue lo que pasó
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo
Tenemos el control
Ni tú, ni yo, ni tú, ni yo

[Outro: Gente de Zona]
Que sea lo que Dios quiera (Yo te lo dije)
Lo hacemos a tu manera ([?])
Que sea lo que Dios quiera (Lo mejor que suena ahora)
Lo hacemos a tu manera (Desde Cuba [?])

Blac Youngsta – Birthday

[Intro]
I’m not guilty
I’m innocent
I’m not guilty
I’m innocent

[Chorus]
What you wanna die on your birthday?
Squeeze that fire on your birthday?
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)

[Verse 1]
Adolph Thornton wanna see me dead and gone (gang)
This a rat-tat-tattle song (gang gang)
Dropped that Bulletproof and made a statement
Rattin’ ass nigga you was dead wrong (bitch)
Snitched on every song
Talking to everybody and gossiping on every phone
Fuck nigga pressed charges
And got the feds running up in every home
I got to play it safe out here
Adolph Thornton got me tryna beat a case out here
They tryna get me out the way out here (ho)
Tryna lock me up ’til I turn a lil gray out here (gang)
These niggas gay out here (gang)
Pussy Rat Entertainment, taking niggas straight out here
It’s so much hate out here
Run up on me, you can die broad day out here
Tell the whole world how you called around the city
Had a few niggas come and tell me you was sorry (ho)
Tell your fans the truth
Tell ’em how you really wasn’t trappin’, you wasn’t nothin’ but a barber (ho)
Tell ’em how daddy-o used to lil boy you, make you run to the store for a cigar and some water (ho)
Tell ’em how we had a show together, you ain’t come in ’cause you thought I was gon’ rob you (ho)

[Chorus]
Die on your birthday
Squeeze that fire on your birthday
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)

[Verse 2]
Lost so many niggas to this shit
I just wanna thank god ’cause I’m breathing
I get my gun out when I’m delivering
I got my gun out when I’m receiving
If you shoot on me I ain’t gon’ snitch
And show up in court, I’ma get even
I’ma just stop a lil nigga from breathing
I’ma make your lil cousin have a seizure
You the only nigga comin’ CIAA with a bulletproof truck
Scared for your life
How you gon’ go and shoot your own truck up
And play dead for the night? (gang gang)
And then press charges on me
And tell the police I did that shit (gang gang)
Now the feds say that I’m a menace
This is for all the young niggas innocent
I’m innocent
Lamborghini, I ain’t rented that
Fuck Trump
Ain’t been a good president since Kennedy (ho)
If Dolph show up in court, man these bitches gon’ sentence me
On my paperwork they got the nigga’s name in every sentences

[Chorus]
What you wanna die on your birthday?
Squeeze that fire on your birthday?
Take him to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on him first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it’s throw it day
Nigga showed up at my court date, gang, gang gang
Wanna ride in a hearse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You wanna die about a verse lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want me put you on a shirt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang, gang gang)
You want somebody get hurt lil nigga? (uh-uh, gang gang, gang)

[Outro]
You lil rat ass bitch
You know what I’m sayin’
Your whole clique pussies man
I’ll go to war with all you bitch ass niggas
PRE, Pussy Rat Entertainment
All you niggas bitches
Your whole clique nigga
Bitch ass nigga
You ain’t nothin’ but a motherfuckin’ barber nigga
You know motherfuckin’ well you had them motherfuckin’ long, big dirty ass stripes and shit
You know what I’m sayin’, cut good hair and shit
Hair all over your shirts and shit
You lil junky ass bitch
Yeah ho
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, innocent
I’m innocent, I’m innocent
I’m innocent

Tyler The Creator – 911 – Mr. Lonely

[Part I: 911]

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator & Steve Lacy]
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me, uh
Call me, call me, call me
Call me, how you doin’?
Call me, my name is Lonely, nice to meet you
Here’s my number
You can reach me at, woo!

[Chorus: Steve Lacy]
(Call me)
911, call me some time
(You should call me)
911, call me some time
(You should call me, oh)
911
(Call me)
911

[Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My thirst levels are infinity and beyond
Sippin’ on that lemonade, I need a Beyoncé
Can’t see straight, these shades are Céline Dion
Sucks you can’t gas me up, shout out to Elon
Musk
Yeah, I got a sold out show
Crowd wild out but don’t matter ’cause you not front row
I’ve been lookin’ for a keeper, listen to the speaker
If you fit description, hit me on my beeper
At that 911

[Bridge: Steve Lacy, Anna of the North & Tyler, The Creator]
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line, you know I’ll answer
Click
Call me some time
Ring, ring, ring
Please bang my line

[Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & Syd]
Call me
911, call me some time
You should call me
911, call me some time
You should call me, oh
911
You should call me
911

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Chirp, chirp
Chirp, chirp
Woke up in the ‘burbs, ‘burbs
With the birds, birds
Where you used to come and get me with the swerve, swerve
These days you gotta find time
Even the night line
Work line
Dial 9

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Five car garage
Full tank of the gas
But that don’t mean nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, without you shotgun in the passenger
I’m the loneliest man alive
But I keep on dancin’ to throw ’em off
I’m gon’ run out of moves ’cause I can’t groove to the blues
If you know any DJs, tell ’em to call me at 911

[Part II: Mr. Lonely]

[Intro: Tyler, The Creator, A$AP Rocky & ScHoolboy Q]
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
Old lonely ass nigga… need to go and get some bitches or something
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
Weird ass nigga
I can’t even lie, I’ve been lonely as fuck
I can’t even lie, I’ve been
Lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely

[Verse: Tyler, The Creator]
They say the loudest in the room is weak
That’s what they assume, but I disagree
I say the loudest in the room
Is prolly the loneliest one in the room (that’s me)
Attention seeker, public speaker
Oh my God, that boy there is so fuckin’ lonely
Writin’ songs about these people
Who do not exist, he’s such a fuckin’ phony
One thing I know, is that I wanna
Win so bad, but I’m not Chicago
Heart is low, it’s real low, it’s so low
You can’t lift me up, I’m like Gallardo
From the start it’s been real dark
It’s been so dark I guess that you could call me charbroiled, huh
I’m playin’ like Hasbro
I’m really Saari, call me Arto
Crashed the McLaren, bought me a Tesla
I know you sick of me talkin’ ’bout cars (skrrt)
But what the fuck else do you want from me?
That is the only thing keepin’ me company
Purchase some things until I’m annoyed
These items is fillin’ the void
Been fillin’ it for so long
I don’t even know if it’s shit I enjoy (oh)
Current battle as an adult
My partner is a shadow
I need love, do you got some I could borrow?
Fuck it, I could find some tomorrow
Woah, but that never comes
Like a vasectomy, what have I done?
I got the talent, the face and the funds
Found myself long ago but I haven’t found someone (who)
Mirror, mirror on the wall (who)
The loneliest of them all (me)
Cupid actin’ stupid
Do you got another number I could call?
Never had a pet
I’ve never had a pet
There’s more fish in the sea
But I never had a goldfish to begin with
I never had a dog
So I’ve never been good with bitches
‘Cause I never threw a ball, fetch
I never had a pet, that’s where it stems from, I bet
Treat me like direct deposit
Check in on me sometime
Ask me how I’m really doin’
So I never have to press that 911

[Outro]
Oh! Damn! Damn!