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Kirk Knight & Nyck Caution – Off The Wall

[Intro: Nyck Caution]
Everything I spit direct so y’all really feel it
Finally got up off the wall, it’s time to really kill it
Always keep your shit in check, you never know the time
That you finally pay the debt, that you owe your life
So until my last breath, I’ll be on my shit
Do my best to make these dreams finally exist
But if I don’t become the man I said I’m gonna be
Remember me for who I was, and not for who I couldn’t be

[Hook: Kirk Knight]
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in

[Verse 1: Nyck Caution]
I said I’m off the wall, I feel the flow within
I’m on my God of War, Kratos how I’m going in
Rock the cradle y’all been sleepin’ on the kid
Rip the bib from ’round my neck and wrap a chain around it
It’s Nyck Caution, spell it with a "Y" when you write it
Small white kid with the bars, he’s a Titan
All right, I’ll be up all night
This ain’t nothin’ new to me, this is what I call life
Off the wall, took my first step, wasn’t very scared
And if I can make it here I can make it anywhere
It’s my year every year, I don’t make no resolutions
I just seek revenge, everyday is my retribution
I be on the record ruthless, when it rains it pours
I’m tryna weather through it, hurricane and storms
Hope my umbrella soothes it, either way I gotta grind it out
Livin’ through the lows, time we started climbin’ out

[Hook: Kirk Knight]
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in
I’m destined to blow boy, we gon’ win
Off the wall, going in

[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]
Off the wall, off the shizz
Paranoia ain’t my only problem kid
Sell it to a mother in her stomach is a kid learning
That where I’m from that’s just some regular shit
So, ’til then it’s get it how you live
God forbid can’t bring home the bacon ’cause I die from one of these pigs
Life’s a gamble, take a risk
I’m callin’ shots that don’t miss, ya bitch we ballin’
Just to get the point across that we can’t be stallin’, money callin’
Livin’ conditions revoking my primal instincts
Gotta get it even if somethin’ ends up missin’
Prayin’ to the Lord circumstances that a nigga given like
Way easy to sell drugs, fuck hoes forget love
Sip mud ’til I’m bed tucked, quit fightin’ get your bands up
Keep Glock on extendo, no games it’s Nintendo
You earn stripes ’til the bands show
Like a old head I been grown
Off the wall my energy through the roof
A nigga got a lotta things I need to prove
Turn up the gain, I got nothin’ to lose
I keep too much to my self, I let it out in the booth
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like

[Outro: Kirk Knight & Nyck Caution]
I had to get myself, get myself, get myself, get myself
On it
Let’s get it started nigga

Lil Pump – Next (feat. Rich The Kid)

[Intro: Lil Pump & Rich The Kid]
Everybody know I’m next
Hundred thousand on my neck
Know I’m sayin’? The flex way
I be runnin’ up a check
Lil Pump
I be fuckin’ on your ex
Everybody know I’m next
Know I’m sayin’? The money way
Ooh, Lil Pump! Lil Pump! Lil Pump!
I spent ten thousand on a Gucci belt

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Rich The Kid]
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (re)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (what?)
Hundred thousand on my neck, ooh
I be runnin’ up a check, ooh (yeah)
I be fuckin’ on your ex, ooh (what)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (huh)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh (your bitch)
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh (huh)
I might go bust on her lip, ooh (what?)
I might go bust on her lip, ooh (yeah)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (what? what? what?)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
I be ridin’ in a ‘Rari, ooh
I be poppin’ hella molly, yeah
Thirty Brinks to the lobby
Five bitches on me, give me sloppy toppy, ooh
Everybody wanna be me, ooh
Ice water and some Fiji, yuh
Ice water and some kiwi, ooh
Lil Pump stay geekin’, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Pump whippin’ like a chef, ooh
Takin’ off in a jet, ooh
Everybody know I flex, ooh

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Rich The Kid]
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Hundred thousand on my neck, ooh
I be runnin’ up a check, ooh
I be fuckin’ on your ex, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (huh)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (what?)
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh (huh)
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh (ooh)
I might go bust on her lip, ooh (yeah)
I might go bust on her lip, ooh (what?)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Fuck that lil’ bitch and I tell her to pack it
Blow ten racks on the jacket
Pull out a Maybach, smash it (yeah)
You rappers ain’t got it or cap it (cap it)
You ride the wave like a jetski
I just cashed out on an AP (yuh)
Look at my neck, ooh
I took your bitch, she on the jet too (your bitch)
I trap in the Hills with no service (trap)
She wanna pop a lil’ Perky (what?)
Pussy too good, ooh
Bust in her mouth, fuck on your couch too
I’m tired of flexin’ (flex)
Saint Laurent, you work at Giuseppe’s
Syrup for breakfast (syrup)
I drink out the pint, baby (lean)
Put you in the trunk
Pocket’s a lump, she wanna fuck off the jump (woah)
No freezer, my wrist cool
Diamonds too sick, ooh (yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Hundred thousand on my neck, ooh
I be runnin’ up a check, ooh
I be fuckin’ on your ex, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh
I might go fuck on your bitch, ooh
I might go bust on her lip, ooh
I might go bust on her lip, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh
Everybody know I’m next, ooh

Kelsea Ballerini – Legends

We were golden, we were fire, we were magic
Yeah, and they all knew our names all over town
We had it made in the middle of the madness
We were neon in a grey crowd
Yeah, we wrote our own story
Full of blood sweat and heartbeats
We didn’t do it for the fame or the glory
And but we went down in history

Yeah, we were legends
Loving you, baby, it was heaven
What everyone wondered, we’d never question
Close our eyes and took on the world together
Do you remember?
We were crazy
Tragic and epic and so amazing
I’ll always wear the crown that you gave me
We will always stay lost in forever
And they’ll remember
We were legends

Like we were written down in permanent marker
Not even the brightest sun could ever fade
Come whichever hell or high water
It was always me and you either way
Hey, we wrote our own story
Full of blood sweat and heartbeats
We didn’t do it for the fame or the glory
We just did it for you and me

And that’s why we were legends
Loving you, baby, it was heaven
What everyone wondered, we’d never question
Close our eyes and took on the world together
Do you remember?
We were crazy
Tragic and epic and so amazing
I’ll always wear the crown that you gave me
We will always stay lost in forever
And they’ll remember
We were legends

We were legends
Loving you, baby, it was heaven
What everyone wondered, we’d never question
Close our eyes and took on the world together
Do you remember, baby?
We were crazy
Tragic and epic and so amazing
I’ll always wear the crown that you gave me
We will always stay lost in forever
And they’ll remember
We were legends
We were, yeah, we were legends
Yeah, we wrote our own story

Hook N Sling, Parson James & Betty Who – If You’re Hearing This (Lyric Video)

[Chorus: Parson James & Betty Who]
We all wanna believe
Wanna believe in something
‘Cause if we believe in nothing
Then what do we have? What do we have?
We all wanna be loved
All wanna love somebody
‘Cause if we ain’t got nobody
Then what do we have? What do we have?

[Verse 1: Parson James]
If you’re hearing this, I’m at King and 5th
Eight to ten I’ll sit at this table for two
In a Dodgers cap, drinking coffee black
Wondering where you’re at

[Hook: Parson James]
I’ll be waiting, be waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you, for you)

[Chorus: Parson James & Betty Who]
We all wanna believe
Wanna believe in something
‘Cause if we believe in nothing
Then what do we have? What do we have?
We all wanna be loved
I wanna love somebody
‘Cause if we ain’t got nobody
Then what do we have? What do we have?

[Verse 2: Betty Who]
If you’re hearing this, know I’m listening
I’m still wandering down these lost avenues
But I know one day
Clear blue skies are gray
I’ll walk in and you’ll say

[Hook: Betty Who & Parson James]
"I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you" (You, you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you, for you)

[Bridge: Parson James & Betty Who]
If you’re hearing this, I’m at King and 5th
Eight to ten I’ll sit at this table for two
But I know one day
Clear blue skies are gray
I’ll walk in and you’ll say

[Hook: Parson James, Betty Who & Both]
"I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you"
(For you, for you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(Woah)
(For you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you, for you
(For you, for you)

George Ezra – Don’t Matter Now (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
Sometimes you need to be alone
It don’t matter now
Shut the door, unplug the phone
It don’t matter now
Speak in a language they don’t know
It don’t matter now

[Chorus]
Well I don’t think about that stuff
No, I don’t think about that stuff
It don’t matter now

[Post-Chorus]
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

[Verse 2]
Build a castle out of sand
It don’t matter now
Where it won’t last and it won’t stand
It don’t matter now
With a suitcase in your hand
It don’t matter now

[Chorus]
Well I don’t think about that stuff
No, I don’t think about that stuff
It don’t matter now

[Post-Chorus]
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo

[Bridge]
Batman running your hometown
Serve you well, run through the crowd
It don’t matter now
Change your name, you won’t be found
It don’t matter now

[Chorus]
Well I don’t think about that stuff
No, I don’t think about that stuff
It don’t matter now

[Post-Chorus]
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
It don’t matter now
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
It don’t matter now
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
It don’t matter now
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo
No, it don’t matter now

Gabriel Garzon-Montano – Bombo Fabrika

Something in the wind, tastes so sweet
Time to eat again, a peach bite melody
Mama made it rain, milk and blood
So the funk is on ten, never mind enough
I glow for you
I’m in the silo
I glow for you
I’m in the silo
Oh my God, prophecy upon the bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row
Nicest when I dream I go go go
Purple clouds in teams float by my window
Cup em in my palms, my play dough
Make a cherry bomb, set them back afloat
I glow for you
I’m in the silo
I glow for you
I’m in the silo
Oh my God, prophecy upon these bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row
Oh my God, prophecy upon these bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row
Oh my God, prophecy upon these bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row
Oh my God, prophecy upon these bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row
Oh my God, prophecy upon these bones
We gets up like trampolines bombo fabrika on a roll
Get down gently gently down the stream as I row
Eyes blink open and I see all my little thoughts in a row

Foster The People – Loyal Like Sid & Nancy (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Parading to the masses
We’re coming so fresh to death
I’ve been stealing looks from shadows
You conjure with your purse
Yeah you’re walking in stilettos
But your nose is bleeding out
I’ve been running from the devil
But the devil’s on my back
I’m decreasing
Took a leave of absence from the war
If the wall is coming down
Then we got to press the pedal
Got my hands up in the air
I’m saying I can’t breathe
I got my hands up in the air
I’m saying

[Pre-Chorus]
Hey man get away from me
Yeah, hey man get away from me

[Chorus]
Never asked for any favors
Nothing I want from you
I’ve been looking for an answer
To keep me from falling through
And I’m waiting for the voice to speak
Cause I can’t see
I hope we’ll hear the sound eventually

[Verse 3]
I felt their claws obstruct and refuse
Refugees in the new Rome
They’ve locked our voices in the oven
Like Sylvia at home
My eyes are on the world
My hands are anxious
To feel something real
True colors tend to glisten
And then reveal
Where’s the love?
And why are we so far from love?

[Verse 4]
Chased by badgers, ducking lights
Push the dagger when it’s right
Martial law, inshallah
Mi casa es tuya
Ghosting like I’m Daniel Johnston
And I’m locked up in the basement
Where Satan lies in satin tweets
And realigns his face lift
The criminals are laughing with
Their empty, toothless faces
We’ve melted all our gold
To recommence our idol worship
We all pretend one day
We’ll be the greatest of the Gatsby’s
Growling mouths with rabies
And loyal like Sid & Nancy

[Pre-Chorus]
Hey man get away from me
You pretend you got control
Hey man get away from me

[Chorus]
I never asked for any favors
Nothing I want from you
Well I’ve been praying for an answer
To keep me from falling through
Yeah I’m waiting for the voice to speak
Because I can’t see
We’ll hear the sound eventually
We’ll hear the sound
We’ll hear the sound eventually

Billie Eilish – Watch

[Verse 1]
Lips meet teeth and tongue
My heart skips eight beats at once
If we were meant to be, we would have been by now
See what you wanna see, but all I see is him right now

[Chorus]
I’ll sit and watch your car burn
With the fire that you started in me
But you never came back to ask it out
Go ahead and watch my heart burn
With the fire that you started in me
But I’ll never let you back to put it out

[Verse 2]
Your love feels so fake
And my demands aren’t high to make
If I could get to sleep, I would have slept by now
Your lies will never keep, I think you need to blow ’em out

[Chorus]
I’ll sit and watch your car burn
With the fire that you started in me
But you never came back to ask it out
Go ahead and watch my heart burn
With the fire that you started in me
But I’ll never let you back to put it out

[Bridge]
When you call my name
Do you think I’ll come runnin’?
You never did the same
So good at givin’ me nothin’
When you close your eyes, do you picture me?
When you fantasize, am I your fantasy?
Now you know
Now I’m free

[Chorus]
I’ll sit and watch your car burn
With the fire that you started in me
But you never came back to ask it out
Watch my heart burn
With the fire that you started in me
But I’ll never let you back to put it out

[Outro]
Never let you burn
Let you burn, let you burn
Never gonna let you burn
Let you burn

Adam Lambert – Two Fux (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
I only trust my tarot cards
Pink flamingos in my yard
People think that I’m from Mars
Whatever
Only smoke that holy green
High above the big machine
Not attached to anything
Whatever

[Pre-Chorus]
I got that magic you call ADD
Rep for them aliens different like me

[Chorus]
If you think that what I do and how I live’s too much
I don’t really really give two fux
If you think that what I say and what I give ain’t love
I don’t really really give two fux
Here, right here, right here
Namaste right here, right here, right here
Ooh ooh ooh

[Verse 2]
I’m the center of a crowded room
I might as well be on the moon (Yeah, yeah)
Searching for that one or two
Who get it (Oh, yeah)
You see me talking to myself
Cause no one gets me like myself
I’ve been this way since I was twelve
I get it

[Pre-Chorus: Variation]
I got that magic you call OCD
Rep for them aliens different like me

[Chorus]
If you think that what I do and how I live’s too much
I don’t really really give two fux
If you think that what I say and what I give ain’t love
I don’t really really give two fux
Here, right here, right here
Namaste right here, right here, right here
Ooh ooh ooh

[Instrumental]

[Bridge]
One shot for my enemies
In the end it ain’t that deep (It ain’t that deep, girl)
Imma get my inner peace
In leather (Ow!)

[Chorus]
If you think that what I do and how I live’s too much (How I live)
I don’t really really give two fux (I don’t give two fux)
If you think that what I say and what I give ain’t love (I don’t give, I don’t give, I don’t give, oh yeah)
I don’t really really give two fux (I don’t give two fux, oh oh oh oh)
Here, right here, right here
Namaste right here, right here, right here (I don’t give, I don’t give, I don’t give two fux)
Ooh ooh ooh

Here, right here, right here
Namaste right here, right here, right here
Ooh ooh ooh

Aaron Alexander – Faces

[Verse 1]
These pills are fucking up my mental
These conversations in my hate they make me feel insane
In the membrane, in the brain
Pour a four up in their two liter we leanin’
Pour some weed up in that swisher and we smo-king
Why am I living this life, I can’t say I’m living it right
I’m on a propeller I’m lifting my nigga I know that I’m taking this flight
And I should do better at least I’m not one of them niggas who’s fighting for life
But I see them casting their bait
So fuck it I’m gone have to bite
See really I’m doing the honors, tryna get rich for my momma
I have been drowning in all of these compliments swimming pass all the piranhas
Some of them niggas are fakes
They only love you when you making them songs
When you’re not making them songs, watch how they leave you alone
Swear that I’m better off anyway, I’m not longer wasting my energy
Cause with friends like, some of you niggas you better off hanging with enemies
And I see some snakes in the garden, they shedding their scales in the grass
They wanna take what I have
Won’t let them take what I have

[Hook: TEE & Aaron]
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul, no no
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul (x2)

[Verse 2: D3VEN]
My gear grinding counterclockwise, checker me on the oppside
Been driving bandwagon and offering infinite cock rides
Quantizing my freedom, It’s impossible to lead ’em
Unless you’re comfortable conforming and opting out of the bleeding
Never ever sell a dwelling those lights are foreign to the melon
No sights for a young niggas talent, whole life is second given seconds, shit
But who I’m I to tell it, no better yet who are you to sell it
Same ones I swore to hold down, they almost knock it down of heaven’s gates
How long until the levy breaks, I’m swerving just to get it straight
I capsize and got baptized by every second guess, take
Lord help me please I’m going deep
I call you on you every 16
Giving all I got to the universe
Cause I’m never calling on the sistine
Please, missing keys
Left all alone, In a dark hallway and it feel a mile long
You can catch me in another life
Never waiting on another night
Anchor on the pedal gold on the bezel moving time in another light

[Hook]
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul, no no
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul (x2)

[Verse 3]
They don’t wanna see you happy
They don’t wanna see you thrive
They don’t wanna see you live, they would rather take your life
See I ain’t worried bout them niggas
I’m always known to survive
Through adversity move with a purpose I stay
On my toes purposely, never slip
I never trip about any them niggas I’m better than
I gave them my light, you’d think my nickname was Edison
I gave them my life from my moves to my residence
I never thought twice moving snakes it will get you bit
Never trust an unfamiliar face, that’s just common sense
My nigga that’s common sense

[Hook]
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul, no no
I see all these faces and I don’t trust a soul (x2)

Skepta – Hypocrisy

[Chorus]
They try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney
They try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney

[Verse 1]
See them online, they’re vexing
They see the shirt I’m flexing
They see my spliff get larger
They see the girl I’m sexing
I’m a Nigerian eagle
In London smoking illegal
Nah, we are so not equal
Them man are cloning people
Anything I do, they bite
How do you sleep at night?
Is it codeine and Sprite?
I switch up the steeze on guys
I stand up in the rain, I’m dancing
Then I look at the game, start laughing
It’s not a joke, though, got the fakes in a chokehold
I’d love to see them gasping

[Chorus]
‘Cause they try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney
They try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney

[Bridge]
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
It’s that uncontrollable demon
They didn’t wanna see, greaze

[Verse 2]
I declined some amazing dinners
And I’m still blazing Rizlas
I wanted to make some changes
I was not taking pictures
Now look at the labels dying
Nobody else is signing
We know the truth they’re hiding
See, the plaques on my wall just shining
And I’ve already seen my death
We were the last ones left
I saw the hood get gassed
I had to hold my breath
I was a young black yout
The teacher took my zoots
They tried to show man Roots
They tried to send man loops
Now you have to respect it
I’ve been around the world, I’m tried and tested
Getting back money that I invested
Don’t know about me? Get connected
No, I don’t do that conscious rap, but
Man still know about Wretch and Kendrick
Top five niggas, don’t get offended
Murdered the beat, no, it ain’t attempted
I meant it
And I’m still top three selected
They never showed me the guest list
Nah, we just walked in the exit
Just came back from the Ivors
And look at what we collected
The MBE got rejected
I’m not tryna be accepted

[Chorus]
They try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney
They try to disrespect me
When they’re online especially
But everyting cool when they check me
Because I’m so cool and deadly
See, I had to realise slowly
That nobody actually knows me
Yeah, man, I’ve got fifteen different iPhones
But I am so not phoney

[Bridge]
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
Everyday I’m shitting and I’m pissing
On this hypocrisy
It’s that uncontrollable demon
They didn’t wanna see, greaze

Ralo – Chiraqistan (feat. Lil Durk)

[Intro: Lil Durk & Ralo]
Let’s get it pussy
Yeah
Dope
OTF
You know how we rockin’ nigga, only the Famgoon shit
Only the Famgoon nigga
Haha
Hey Durk
Turn up

[Verse 1: Ralo]
OG, I’m with OTF and you know we verse anybody
Durk told me that they forgot, he think they forgot about it
Hop out we reminding niggas, who the fuck behind these niggas?
Fuck whoever signed these niggas, we shoot whoever ridin’ with ‘em

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I’m hanging with the robbers and the scammers
I’ma put a pint inside a Fanta
Only the Famgoon, fuck these rappers
Big dinosaur four-five like a raptor
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ralo told a nigga slide to Pakistan
Got my niggas with me so you know we packed the van
Blood in my eyes like I’m Fifty man
Started with a million, that’s how I’ma end

[Verse 3: Ralo]
Started with a million we end with a billion
Everything changed when we came in the building
Having this paper, one hell of a feeling
Fuck with Lil Durk and my niggas start killing
Just left out the back and we flew to Chiraq
I promised Lil Durk we wouldn’t ever look back
And we get them racks and we split it up
Won’t none of these niggas be big as us
You keep it loyal, I do the same
Tell on my team when I lose a game
He was talkin’ ‘til that Uzi came
Run your mouth, we start shootin’ things
We ain’t never lettin’ shit slide
We ain’t never gon’ switch sides
I get money, I don’t get tired
Go get your own and stop dick ridin’

[Verse 4: Lil Durk]
First ran a band off street money
Had to trap up on that three some’
Lean, percocets, xanny (drugs)
Yeah I just had a threesome
I can’t wait ‘til they make the fifty shot for the four-five Glock
Got out early for my case, you been fighting years, you a cop
Real name Durk, you can call me Mustafa (Abdul Malik)
I don’t know no niggas, I don’t know who shot ya
Run up on his ass like, I got ya
Real street niggas don’t go off gossip

[Verse 5: Ralo]
We don’t go off gossip nigga
Talkin’ shit and we gon’ pop a nigga
I walk in the club with a lot of niggas
That’s how you know it’s a lot of pistols
We never playin’ no peekaboo
We never lyin’ on interviews
You know that you was a bitch in school
I was that nigga that pick on you
I’m the nigga that’ll take your lunch
We gon’ take his shit for say what you want
You know that I was the bully
Ain’t nobody stood up to me
Ain’t no nigga said shit to me
You can ask the nigga next to me
They don’t never send threats of me
They don’t want a nigga neck tooken

[Verse 6: Lil Durk]
Alexander Wang belt, hot boy like Wayne ‘nem
I might OD off the painkillers
In the trenches with the same niggas
I be turn up with the fashion shit
Mouth shut so don’t ask me shit
MAC with the cooler attached to it
You know I ain’t with that lackin’ shit
In my circle ain’t no lames
Cartiers with the gold frames
Three-nine like a soul train
Got a soul plane like Snoop in it
Dummy bags with the woop in it
Crib big, put a hoop in it
Garage big, put the coupe in it
Off the jigga, got the moon whippin’

[Verse 7: Ralo]
We do not rent out apartments
We go and buy up the complex
She better not get in this Corvette
We gonna have us some car sex
We walk in the club and we flood it out
I bought the Rollie and flood it out
Baby mama used to cut me out
Now we ain’t got nothin’ to worry ‘bout
We ain’t worried ‘bout another nigga
You see he got all his brothers with him
That’s why the streets really love a nigga
‘Cause we ain’t none’ like these other niggas
We don’t fuck with the other side
They gon’ make us bring them colors out
Any nigga standing by your side
It gon’ be a double homicide
It’s Durk and Ralo, man we living good
You know we turn up in any hood
We the only rappers in the hood
Ain’t did it yet, but we finna do it
Watch what we do to these niggas
We ain’t that cool with these niggas
We do not move with these niggas
We do not fool with these niggas

[Outro: Ralo]
That shit there crazy Durk
That motherfucker go crazy
That the outro, we out
Famgoon! OTF
Ralo LaFlare

Prospectt – News (feat. Tory Lanez)

[Hook: Prospectt]
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
Do he love you love you?
Like I love you love you
Do he fuck you fuck you?
Like I fuck you fuck you
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose

[Verse 1: Prospectt]
I make music for these baddies and the paper trappers
All my niggas eating good you should see the platters
Got a chick out in Atlanta who goin’ ham with hammers
We in defeated in the club that shit hang on banner
Woah they get a video in Haiti then flew in to Punta Cana
I’m gettin’ a status man why I expected the propaganda
You karaoke niggas don’t impress me no
Word in Miami don’t test me though
Lil Haiti uptown what I’m claim on
Cause I’m really Haitian with them Haitians
There you go

[Hook: Prospectt]
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
Do he love you love you?
Like I love you love you
Do he fuck you fuck you?
Like I fuck you fuck you
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
I, just heard the news
Self made nigga I ain’t paying back the dues
I, leave witchu and we can’t call a truce
I came with some dimes you came with some mulah fuck are yous?
I, got two bad bitches
I, bumped the bed spring up to mattresses
I, got lil mama acting like a savage
She thought she’d never fuck with me I’m way above the averages
I Know
I, pull up in the Rolls
Duckin TMZ I’m tryin’ not to get exposed
Shuffling my hoes in irreversible doors
I been killin’ with these verses think I’m rehearsin’ the flows
This just me and lil [?] she been reworking the stove
It’s just me and lil bro that’s me working at more shit
Pop a perc and pop that pussy for me in the Rolls
She know how I roll she gon do it for me in the Rove
Hardly ever sold but she said she want some closure
I gave her no disclosure but fucked her on the sofa

[Hook: Prospectt]
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose
Do he love you love you?
Like I love you love you
Do he fuck you fuck you?
Like I fuck you fuck you
I, y’alls heard the news
You got a hard time tryna choose

Mayzin – L.A. Girls

[Intro]
All these LA Girls
Woah, Woah, Woah
Yeah, Yeah

[Chorus]
Baby come and take this ride
Get yo pretty ass inside
Yeah, oh
Come, roll, with, me
La girls they be the coldest
You prolly didn’t that think that I would notice
But I’m on to you
Yeah, Oh
LA, Girls, I, swear

[Verse]
You probably out here livin check to check
Yeah
Looking for the fame and nothing less
Yeah
Searching for a nigga to finesse
Yeah
Posing in these pictures half undressed
And you just moved out here cause ain’t shit back home
Said yo nigga annoying he blowing up yo phone like
Where the hell you at?
You never gonna make it, bitch you comin back…
Right?
No
Bright lights it’s too enticing
So I ain’t tryna fight just bite me like Tyson
Cause I could be the one to change ya whole life
But I know you wanna kick it club
Party with the superstars and say goodbye to the scrubs
Yeah, yeah
And I can’t knock you for the that
Cause you gone fuck around make it and that’s a fact
You look up to every woman that you see in these reality shows
You ain’t tryna settle down
That’s how LA rolls I know

[Chorus #2 x2]
Baby come and take this ride
Get yo pretty ass inside
I fuck with you, yeah, oh
Come, roll, with, me
La girls they be the coldest
You prolly didn’t that think that I would notice
But I’m on to you
Yeah, Oh
LA, Girls, I, swear

[Trapscat]

[Outro]

Amine – Blinds

[Verse 1]
Every day I’m counting up my paper
Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors
Leave ’em in the dust and then we tell ’em see you later
Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker
Shawty, you like my freeform dreads
I love it when she give a nigga freeform head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo

[Chorus]
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten
Close the blinds
I want to see me shine
Don’t want to hear you chime
I want to see me glisten

[Verse 2]
Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these hoes, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die
Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop
Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock
Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy
Pimpin’ ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane
Aminé very fly, Aminé don’t even try
He raps and then he dips, he never singin’ for no tricks
Turn on your TV, then you might see me
Aminé don’t give a fuck because I know that I’m the shit

NURIEL – Beautiful Day

We sat on the grass
On a beautiful day
Don’t need any mask
It’s a beautiful day
A straw summer hat
It’s a beautiful day

The birds in the sky
It’s a beautiful day
It’s just you and I
It’s a beautiful day
Let’s keep it alive
It’s a beautiful day

We wander the land
Both near and far
We glow in the night
With a million stars
Come follow the light
To where we are

Released the bounds
Of our sorrow
We held our dreams
Of tomorrow
Safe in the wings
Of a beautiful day

I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
May we keep on feeling it
Yeah
May we keep on living it
Yeah

We wander the land
Both near and far
We glow in the night
With a million stars
The king in disguise
Healing every scar

The birds in the sky
It’s just you and I
Let’s keep it alive
It’s a beautiful day

And I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
May we keep on feeling it
Yeah
May we keep on living it
Yeah
Ohh…

Wooo Wooo Wooo
Wooo Wooo Wooo
Wooo Wooo Wooo

I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
I love this feeling
And I wanna keep on feeling it
May we keep on feeling it
Yeah
May we keep on living it
Yeah
May we keep on feeling it
Yeah
May we keep on living it…

Wooo Wooo Wooo
Wooo Wooo Wooo
Wooo Wooo Wooo

Jarren Benton – Fuck Everybody (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

[Intro]
Yeah, feel I don’t give a fuck no more
Feel like fuck everything, man
Fuck everybody
Fuck the social media shit
Fuck the TV
Fuck you

[Verse 1]
Fuck every nigga that dislike me, bougie bitches is feisty
Only fuck with niggas with large paper, that pussy pricey
Sleeping on these niggas with dreams
When that man blow, you only on his dick for the cream
You fucking slut
Fuck the Instagram thot that shake her ass every post
Attention craving bitches, all do the most
That pussy gross, do some soul searching
Your kids just asking for love
You hardly pay ’em any mind, you shake your ass at the club
Ayy, fuck them insecure lame niggas thinking they hard
He post his dirt on Facebook, pussy nigga, you fraud
Fuck that nigga that’s twenty-five and just joined the gang
Never came from that environment, that nigga a lame
Fuck the house nigga that stand for nothing
Turned a blind eye on inequality, that’s disgusting
Somebody snuff him
Fuck anybody that hate me ’cause the tone of my skin
Fuck stressing about this pay, but gave a loan to my friend
Fuck the crooked systems, the overpopulated prisons
Classism and racism, fuck, what’s the difference?
Fuck the radio, ’cause they always play the same shit
Fuck some of you rap blogs, they always suck the same dicks
Fuck if you think better ’cause the college degrees
You lack to knowledge yourself, plus I make more gwap than you B
Fuck all the poverty and fathers that ran out on their kids
Them niggas cowards, I stopped harboring love for you, bitch

[Hook]
I wake up in the morning, cook my eggs on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it, middle finger to the sky
Not another tear to cry, will I live or will I die?

I wake up in the morning, put my grits on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it
Middle finger to the world like I don’t give a fuck about it

[Verse 2]
Fuck your street credibility, niggas living out their negativity
‘Cause they’re insecure about who they are
Fuck thinking it’s cool to be a drug addict, that shit sucks
Drugs destroyed the black community, what sick fucks?
Put the crack in the hood like an experiment
Niggas turning zombies, was once creating pyramids
I’m guilty of it too, I make songs like, "Lean"
Drop a drug reference on every other sixteen
So, fuck me and fuck anybody that disagree
And fuck the chains we put on our minds from being free
Fuck the presidents and politicians making us sheep
Look behind the sheet, my nigga, wake from out of your sleep
Ayy, fuck my sneaker fetish, could’ve put that money in my kid’s savings
But I go and buy rims, clothes, expensive cravings
Fuck Funk Volume for splitting up
We had potential to be the illest label, no one was sick as us
I miss my niggas, I hope you all doing well
Now I own my own enterprise, nigga I will prevail
Fuck the OGs misleading the youth
Ayy, give ’em babies the truth
Half of that shit you spit is fake in the booth
Fuck fear, fuck doubt, fuck stressing myself out
‘Cause I worry that they sleep when I know I’m the best out
Fuck stressing over love, women come, women go
Met my worst enemy staring in the mirror like, woah

[Hook]
I wake up in the morning, cook my eggs on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it, middle finger to the sky
Not another tear to cry, will I live or will I die?

I wake up in the morning, put my grits on the stove
Feel my heart getting cold, no more love for you hoes
And I don’t think about it
Middle finger to the world like I don’t give a fuck about it

Jarren Benton – Mental Issues (feat. Sareena Dominguez) (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

I got issues
I gotta get through
They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
I need a life line
Waiting on my sign
I’m doing my time, here we go
Will I take your breath away
Or will I take my last today?
I got issues

[Verse 1]
I feel like everything is just falling apart
I don’t feel the love so I question my heart
They only show you love when you’re blessed in the charts
They left me out to drown so I wrestle with sharks
I thought some of you niggas was friends
When they think your buzz is gone
Them niggas dip in the wind
I got news pussy niggas, Benton in it to win
As soon as you bounce back
They right back with you again
Fuck em’
I fucked my marriage up a couple days ago
She deserved better I got ways to go
And why do I feel so numb the pain should make you grow
More antidepressants to chase ’em down your throat
Uh
These fucking doctors trippin’
They give you cliche advice to offer you prescriptions
I try to hide the hurt like they can’t see a fucking difference
Avoid all of my friends so they can’t see a nigga slipping, uh
Stuck in a bed like fuck life
Sleep the day away
I don’t wanna get up, right
Unattended to my kids
No energy to throw the ball like I don’t wanna live
God I’m trippin’ I see that I’m fucking blessed
Anxiety and fear feel it beat in my fucking chest
I know it’s just the sickness [?] my fucking flesh
Tho we ashamed to face it
Defeated by fucking stress

I got issues
I gotta get through
They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
I need a life line
Waiting on my sign
I’m doing my time, here we go
Will I take your breath away
Or will I take my last today?
I got issues

[Verse 2]
Thousands of fans you think that I should feel something
But I focus on the negative
I don’t feel nothing like
Damn I’m supposed to be at the top
Maybe they think I fucking suck and that’s the reason I’m not
Ay what these other niggas got that put them up on the spot?
I keep getting overlooked I fear that I’ll never pop
Maybe they’ll give me props on the day that I rot
Never get the rose until your body dripping in crops
Damn
I’m sick of hearing I’m underrated
I hope the people spread the word, I appreciate it
That’s love
But to be honest with you I’m suffering
My demons taunt me everyday I feel like I’m stuck with them, uh
I understand why SwizZz rarely put out music
Cause he suffered with it too
Leaves your confidence ruined
Feeling empty
Too pussy to die
Pray you don’t tempt me
Bottle of vodka I rarely fuck with the henney
I’m living lower than my expectations
No celebration
Death got a reservation
I pray that I find the courage to ask somebody for help
Scared to let you see my weakness
Suppressing ways that I felt
Just know that you’re not alone
That’s why I’m writing this song
I feel it like you feel it
Just find a way to move on
Some days I feel like I’m living in Hell
Gotta find a cure for this mental health

I got issues
I gotta get through
They’re gonna miss you when you’re gone
I need a life line
Waiting on my sign
I’m doing my time, here we go
Will I take your breath away
Or will I take my last today?
I got issues

Jarren Benton – Gun Shot (feat. Termanology, Chris Rivers & Chucc Daily) [Bonus Track] (The Mink Coat Killa Lp)

[Intro: Charles Manson]
Maybe i should have killed 4- 5 hundred people, then i would have felt better
Then i would have felt like i really offered the society something
You know, if i wanted to kill somebody
I’d take this book and beat you to death with it, and i wouldn’t feel a thing
It would be just like walking to the drugstore

[Verse 1: Jarren Benton]
Yeah, burna by my side i’m Huey Newton in a wicked chair
Wrist frostbit, everywhere i go the bitch is there
Ice cold Benton Ligaments inside the fridge again
Told my mama "Fuck School, ‘ima be a billionare"
My heart a ice box fur on my back, that’s white fox
Niggas hit the block, put crack inside they white socks
The shit that niggas do to get a buck or two, let a couple loose now they pourin’ out a couple brews
Dearly departed, i’m killing these artists
I don’t give a fuck about a plaque, they gon’ feel me regardless
I need´that dumbbread, i’m so sick i might cut off a fucking nun’s head
I’m the future, bitch i have never had my palms red
I might throw gold at the bottom of my teeth
I’m a problem for you geeks
Never modest, i’m a beast
Parallel to hell, blauw niggas catch a pair of shells
Swing the iron at you niggas diddy with the kettlebell

[Hook
One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet?
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

[Verse 2
Drugs, liqour, guns, drugs, liqour, guns
Pull a razor out my gums liqour on my tongue
I sniff gunpowder and i eat metal bullets
Stomp you to death infront of the pigs and sell the footage
Real savage with a still ratchet
Fuck you in the ass with a gun, make you a real faggot
Let’s get these pills crackin’, let’s make these mils’ matchin’
Houses and cars under the stars cause we been slackin’
I’m so relaxed knowing how to [?] a match
You want me on your tracks then i’m gonna overtax
Snap a fast cause’ i use a packets crack
I ain’t got no mercy no mo’ cause they ain’t got my back
Pussy, i’m Drizzy on back to back, Nas on Ether or Biggie on Life after Death
I call on my goons like "Who we slapping next?"
I have em’ blowing in the metal, and no it ain’t the clarinet

[Hook
One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet?
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

[Verse 3
Heater by my side, i can feel the cold
Open up the oven, got a sheet of dough
Tell you keep it blunt
If you see the dough, run you mouth until it’s time stand to see it, though
Tell you never grow, bitch i see the dough
Humble but i rumble like Muhammed Ali in the jungle, with these demons with George Foreman
I’m George Foreman when the Mike titans like Mike Tyson
Tell my sugar ray [?] is gonna pinch right through the darkness, this is life, fight it
Think outside the box, pack it up like you got lots of it
Fell in love with thots [?] expose like they got cardigans
I was getting carted, hopping trains cause’ i have to measure
Drive got me a car, for insurance i got half a Gecko
Racketball been back and forth with paddles on and adderals
Focus on this boat [?]
Cause’ there is big fish in the ocean that came from little ponds
[?] Said i feel it never happened, lord it’s

[Hook
One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet?
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Am i dead yet
One time more

One shot, gun shot, three shot, four shot
Leave it dead on the floor

Monty – Know Shit (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie) (Monty Zoo II Album)

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Y’all don’t ever know shit
On the road so long they’ll think I’m homeless
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch
I been on some cold shit, they don’t need to know shit, woah
They don’t need to know shit
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest
And I’m with some niggas that’ll beat you like you stole shit
When you see me posted, act like you don’t know (you don’t know)

[Verse 1: Monty]
Ayy, money I’ma go get
Monty from the Zoo, you don’t need to know shit
Wasn’t there when I was down, you was on some go shit
Bad bitch from the town, I give her the whole dick
Ayy, ayy, lil’ nigga hold this
And I’m screamin’ 17, you know who I roll with
And she playin’ for the team, you gon’ let my bro hit
Monty ooh be so slick, pull up on ’em, oh shit (skrrt, skrrt)
I be with a dime ho
Got so many diamonds in my Rollie you’d think time froze
Gettin’ to the money ’cause the money on my mind though
You know how I’m livin’, prolly in a different time zone
Remy Boyz in Highbridge, and your ho my side bitch
Monty Zoo, I got this, I be on some hot shit
Remy Boyz in Highbridge, and your ho my side bitch
Monty Zoo, I got this, I be on some hot shit, yeah

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Y’all don’t ever know shit
On the road so long they’ll think I’m homeless
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch
I been on some cold shit, they don’t need to know shit, woah
They don’t need to know shit
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest
And I’m with some niggas that’ll beat you like you stole shit
When you see me posted, act like you don’t know (you don’t know)

[Verse 2: Monty]
And I’ve been on some cold shit, I’ve been on some cold shit
If you see me posted, act like you don’t know shit
I be shittin’ on my haters, know I make ’em so sick
Four phones, three hoes I can get a lil’ wet, ayy, ayy
She gon’ give me dome quick
On the road so long, man I think I’m homesick
And I’m with some niggas that’ll beat you like you stole shit
I’m with Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, got it locked and loaded
I just did a few shows, I’ma need a few Os
Monty Zoo, I’m up next, got these niggas upset
Remy Boyz in Highbridge, and your ho my side bitch
Monty Zoo, I got this, I be on some hot shit, yeah

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Y’all don’t ever know shit
On the road so long they’ll think I’m homeless
Four phones, three hoes, too good for one bitch
I been on some cold shit, they don’t need to know shit, woah
They don’t need to know shit
I just did a few shows, now my neck the coldest
And I’m with some niggas that’ll beat you like you stole shit
When you see me posted, act like you don’t know (you don’t know)
Woah

Monty – Right Back (feat. Fetty Wap) (Monty Zoo II Album)

[Hook: Monty]
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that

[Verse: Monty]
I wake up in the morning, where my ice at
Gotta get this money, I’ll be right back
Fifty in the week, that’s a light stack
I’ll put you to sleep, that’s a nightcap
Priceless, baby you so priceless
Said she ready for me and I might just
Pretty in the face wit a nice butt
I can tell, they don’t make ’em like her
Checkin’ out my diamonds when they light up
They just broke, they don’t really like us
Hella smoke, every time I light up
You never know, who might be the right one
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
The way she work it, I just wanna bite that
I said right back, baby I’ll be right back
You stay right here, you stay right here

[Hook: Monty]
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
I’m with my baby, she like that
She like, Zoovie come right back
I’m so stuck in my ways
And I be missin’ for days
Shit that go on in my brain
Feel like I’m stuck in a maze
You see the night always day
And I thought I could have everything, baby
But I guess it was all just a dream, baby
Right back, yeah you know what it seem, baby
You know I gotta thing for the green, baby
Know the name of the gang that I lead, baby
And you gon’ break a nigga heart if you leave, baby
But I know what I’m doin’ in the streets, baby
Said you gon’ break a nigga heart if you leave, baby
When it’s over, right back to the queen, baby

[Hook: Monty]
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that
Right back, baby I’ll be right back
Throw it on me like you tryna fight back
I know she want me, I would prolly’ wife that
I’ll do what you like, would you like that

Monty – Her (Monty Zoo II Album)

Seventeen…

She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving
She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving

You know I put that work in , catch you then its curtains
Got me in a whirlwind, lately where your girls been
Yeah I heard you’re bad so I had to see in person
Might get you a bag, spend some G’s on a Birkin
Don’t worry bout the tag, it’s on me you deserve it
You know I got that cash, seventeen yeah you heard it
See you in my dreams, sexing in the sheets
Flexing in the streets, no I don’t wanna leave
She like who is me, I’m like who is she
She got all them curves, I’m like who is her
She like who is me, I’m like who is she
She got all them curves, I’m like who is her

She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving
She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving

I beat it like I’m post to, eat it like its soul food
Baby girl you’re so cool, I just want to know you
Take you round the world we ain’t got to keep it local
Hit me we can swerve I ain’t worried what them hoes do
I just need a chance I’m the man let me show you
Smoking on this loud talking bout what you gone do
I just want it now going down shawty so cute
I ain’t no beginner just remember what I told you
From the bed to the floor, give me head in the car
Start the biting on your lips, I’m start fighting other chicks
From the bed to the floor, give me head in the car
Start the biting on your lips, I’m start fighting other chicks

She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving
She like who is me, I’m like who is her
I rock Louis V, she rock Tory Burch and
I know what you need, I watch shawty twerk and
I ain’t tryna cheat, we could get to swerving

Monty – All Night (Monty Zoo II Album)

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Girl you know, girl you know I could change your life
So why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night

[Verse 1: Monty]
Girl you somethin’ special, let me sex you in your Vicky’s
And you know I won’t forget you, all you got to do is [?] me
And them other bitches haters, they just wish that they was with me
I sip [?], so I know you feelin’ tipsy, ay
Monty, I’m a stoner, I be smokin’ like a hippie
Every time she throw it back, it just keep comin’ like a Frisbee
We be fuckin’ all night, no this not a quickie
And she know it’s on sight, ’cause I be gettin’ busy, ay
Shawty, know you want it
Even though I was on it
What you playin’ games for?
‘Cause you know what I came for

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Girl you know, girl you know I could change your life
So why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
I ain’t tryna play no games with you
Got hundreds all over the [?]
It’s gon’ feel like Liu Kang hit you (wah)
[?} I’m off you
Let’s pop a perc, you know I’m on two
Zoovier ain’t playin’ no games with you
[?] cruisin’ in the rain with you
Uh, doin’ my thing with you, ay
[?] my gang with you
Pick a place you want to go to
I can make it rain with hundreds on you
I can really make you [?]
Your dreams baby, I’m really that nigga you need baby
Smokin’ on [?]
We be on the xans movin’ low key
And I had a couple bitches on me
And a lot of niggas [?] me
Zoovier, Zoovier, [?] this bitch [?], yah
I get money [?}
And I really be up in these streets
I be creepin’ all up in her sheets
Yeah, baby

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Girl you know, girl you know I could change your life
So why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Why you tryna, why you tryna play those games all night?
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
Shawty you know that you want it
I ain’t tryna, I ain’t tryna play those games all night

Monty – Play Off (feat. Fetty Wap) (Monty Zoo II Album)

[Hook: Monty]
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
I be ballin hard, like the play?
23 for the kicks, MJ
Got a badass bitch, pretty face
Big ol’ booty, with the itty bitty waist
Heard you niggas want a war, let it spray
I’m a 22nd soldier, know a nigga love to play
Two iced out Rollie’s, check the face
I’m a trap boy, I be gettin’ cake
Where you at boy? I will really pull up where you stay
Keep a gat boy, and they know the Zoovie love to bang
I’m an Itchy boy, 1700 what I bang
For my mob niggas, I be really Pippen everyday
On the job boy, bitch I’m Poppa Smurf, they know the name
I’m a hot boy, see me swervin’ in and out of lanes
For my squad boy, Zoovie Zoo don’t talk, I let it rain
I’m a hot boy, I got the island on my chain, yea

[Hook: Monty]
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs

[Verse 2: Monty]
I be shittin’ on em’ fuck what they thought
Pull up to the club in the race car
I’m just gettin’ to it, why you hate for
Niggas in the field, ain’t talkin’ baseball
.40 to his face dog
Shorty wanna 8-ball
I’m already gettin’ money, I’m just tryna’ make more
Yea I know you hate this
I be goin’ ape shit
Louis on my bracelet
Used to work a day shift

[Bridge: Monty]
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs

[Hook: Monty]
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs

[Hook: Monty and Fetty Wap]
All that hatin, ain’t gon’ get you paid boy
Hater blockers, so I got my shades on
No days, never took a day off
I been ballin’ like I’m in the playoffs

Osman Zulji & Juzni Vetar – Kol’ko Kosta Da Kosta

Hajde hajde sudbino
bar jednom budi drug
kupio bi malo sreće
život nije dug

Hajde hajde sudbino
bar jednom budi drug
kupio bi malo sreće
život nije dug

[Refren] x2
Kol’ko kosta da kosta
spreman sam da platim
samo kaži koliko
da više ne patim

Hajde hajde sudbino
baš sve o meni znaš
šta te košta da i meni
malo sreće daš

Hajde hajde sudbino
baš sve o meni znaš
šta te košta da i meni
malo sreće daš

[Refren] x2
Kol’ko kosta da kosta
spreman sam da platim
samo kaži koliko
da više ne patim

Pomozi mi sudbino
da nadjem ženu
da mi rodi djecu
da imam sreću

[Refren] x2
Kol’ko kosta da kosta
spreman sam da platim
samo kaži koliko
da više ne patim

Juzni Vetar – Ne Lazu Me Prazne Case

Oooo ne lažu me prazne čaše
sve sam vino popio
i razbijene flaše
kad sam ljut mnogo bio

Oooo ne lažu me prazne čaše
sve sam vino popio
i razbijene flaše
kad sam ljut mnogo bio

[Refren] x2
Ne laže me prazan krevet
zbog tebe sam budan snio
zbog tebe sam pijan plakao
praznu čašu ljubio

Oooo ne lažu me tužne oči
kad sad nekog drugog ljubiš
niti ovo srce moje
što zbog tebe svu noć ludi

Oooo ne lažu me tužne oči
kad sad nekog drugog ljubiš
niti ovo srce moje
što zbog tebe svu noć ludi

[Refren] x4
Ne laže me prazan krevet
zbog tebe sam budan snio
zbog tebe sam pijan plakao
praznu čašu ljubio

Dezaro – Чу Ли Новините

Цветовете с теб са два – сив и черен.
Днеска кой избра? Сиво ежедневие и
черни мисли – стига с това!
Не опитвай да ме спреш с тази
обич сме до днес, няма как да сме
пак от щастливите с теб, не опитвай
да ме спреш – нека края да е днес!
От сърцето – излез!

Чу ли новините днес за моето сърце?
Чу ли, че забравих как се плаче за теб?
Чу ли? Ще повторя пак последния ред…
Чуй ме добре: По-щастлив съм без теб!

Може груб да ти звуча – не не искам
да те нараня. Сиво ежедневие и
черни мисли – стига с това!
Не опитвай да ме спреш с тази
обич сме до днес, няма как да сме
пак от щастливите с теб, не опитвай
да ме спреш – нека края да е днес!
От сърцето – излез!

Ministarke – Duni Vetre

Znaj, spremna bila sam,
da kazem kriva sam,
i kad me zgaziš,
kao komad papira.
Nisam se štedela,
malo ti vredela,
jer sam te ludo volela…

[Refren]
Duni, duni vetre,
najjače što znaš,
nosi ovu tugu,
ako Boga znaš.

Padni, padni kišo,
da se ne vide,
suze kad pokvase,
moje obraze.

Sve sam ti puštala,
a nisam slušala,
sve dobre ljude,
kad mi kažu o tebi.
Da si za mene loš,
da druge ljubiš još,
da si me sto put izdao…

[Refren]
Duni, duni vetre,
najjače što znaš,
nosi ovu tugu,
ako Boga znaš.

Padni, padni kišo,
da se ne vide,
suze kad pokvase,
moje obraze.

[Rep deo]
Ministarke, dokle bre?
Vi stvarno niste normalne!
Samo nove dadžbine,
a vi biste da pevate?
Ministarke, dokle bre?
Kada upalim TV,
rastu ,rastu kamate,
a posebno taj PDV!

I ajmo svi, svi,doktori,
profesori, studenti,
besposleni, biznismeni,
nepismeni , pismeni!
I ajmo svi ,sad na tri,
ova žurka, to smo mi!
Brige sve nek odlete,
samo duni, duni vetre…

[Refren] x2
Duni, duni vetre,
najjače što znaš,
nosi ovu tugu,
ako Boga znaš.

Padni, padni kišo,
da se ne vide,
suze kad pokvase,
moje obraze.

Ministarke – Boing 747

[Verse 1]
I noću, a i danju
U najboljem izdanju
Gde ste sada momci
Šaljem poruke u boci
Jer ako imaš manu
Ti nisi mi u planu
Sve što treba meni je
Gospodin savršeni
A možda baš noćas on tu je

[Chorus]
Dupli džek mesto kerozina
I za tren letim do visina
Kao Boing 747
Mlada sam, puna sam života
Ali još tražim svog pilota
Da me vozi, vozi sve do neba
Sve do neba
(Kažu mi da sam)
Kažu mi da sam kao avion
(Treba mi muško)
Treba mi muško
Treba mi šampion
(Tako sam mlada)
Tako mlada i puna života
(A još uvek tražim)
Još uvek tražim
Tražim svog pilota

[Verse 2]
Ja sam uvek ista
Zvezda što zablista
Sijam ko reklama
Svi se čude što sam sama
Magnet za kretene
Lepe se za mene
Magija mi treba
Da mi padne pravi s neba
A možda baš noćas on tu je

[Chorus] (x2)
Dupli džek mesto kerozina
I za tren letim do visina
Kao Boing 747
Mlada sam, puna sam života
Ali još tražim svog pilota
Da me vozi, vozi sve do neba
Sve do neba
(Kažu mi da sam)
Kažu mi da sam kao avion
(Treba mi muško)
Treba mi muško
Treba mi šampion
(Tako sam mlada)
Tako mlada i puna života
(A još uvek tražim)
Još uvek tražim
Tražim svog pilota

Ustata – Leila Pala Tute (feat. Desi Slava)

Тен шоколадов
Лице божествено
Да я почерпя ли?
Ами, естествено!
Аз съм питбул
Тя е котка
Първо дива
После кротка
Влизай, сядай и гледай цирка
Дни и нощи нема спирка
Като буре със барут е
Leila, Leila Pala Tute

ДесиСлава:
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late

Дразни ме със сладоледа
Бавно ближе и ме гледа
Купи го от палълъка
И почва пазърлъка
Първо хапе
После …(?)…
Вече вътре съм във филма
Тоя твоя ритъм луд е
Leila Pala Tute

Анелия:
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late

Песни, танци, манци, булки
И цици – цигулки
Ей, Leila
Pala Tute
Като буре със барут е
Leila, Leila Pala Tute
Устата
Деси, Ани и Преси

Преслава:
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late
Leila, Leila, Leila
Leila Pala Tute
Jas kana meres,
meres pala late
Meres pala late
Leila, Leila