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Trouble – That’s My Dawg Lyrics

[Intro: Trouble]
What the fuck I look like lettin’ you turn down my flavor?

[Chorus: Trouble & PeeWee Longway]
I been live as fuck since a young nigga, yeah
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Stuck with ’em, bitch I’m stuck with ’em
Yeah, how you broke as fuck hatin’? don’t fuck with ’em
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?

[Verse 1: Trouble & PeeWee Longway]
All my niggas shooters, who gon’ fuck with ’em?
What I say for life and after that mean I’m stuck with you
Lil dog talkin’ ’bout he fucked up, cannot fuck with him
I go’n and throw lil dog a zip, a buck fifty
Stay down and stack it up, flip it lil nigga
Thousand eight grams, split the brick with my nigga
Hollow points in the dick, emptied the clip
Bitch that’s my nigga, he trippin’ I’m trippin’
Got the forty Glock, came with John Dillinger clips
Bust a whole pint, he gon’ sip when I sip
Swappin’ these bitches, gon’ fuck when I fuck
That’s my partner but act like my motherfuckin’ brother, let’s get it

[Chorus: Trouble & PeeWee Longway]
I been live as fuck since a young nigga, yeah
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Stuck with ’em, bitch I’m stuck with ’em
Yeah, how you broke as fuck hatin’? don’t fuck with ’em
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?

[Verse 2: Trouble & PeeWee Longway]
You might not understand him, he geeked up nigga
I don’t give no fuck bout nothin’, bitch I fuck witg him
Just tryna run that bag up nigga
Just can’t fuck with you fraudulent fuck niggas
You tryna have a hundred bitches
I”m tryna have a hundred crates
Youngster asked me could I visit
He in the feds ten straight
A hundred sticks, we call ’em switches
Seen a fuckboy get throwed in the ditch
I was six out here, fuckin’ these bitches
Dick like Givenchy, limited edition
Longway bitch

[Chorus: Trouble & PeeWee Longway]
I been live as fuck since a young nigga, yeah
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Stuck with ’em, bitch I’m stuck with ’em
Yeah, how you broke as fuck hatin’? don’t fuck with ’em
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
Who gon’ fuck with him? who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?
That’s my dawg nigga, who gon’ fuck with him?

[Outro: PeeWee Longway]
Woo Skoob, Skoobzilla man
Big Skoob, Longway Longway bitch, Veli Sosa
We back, he back

Loyal like Sid and Nancy – Foster the People lyrics

Lyrics Foster the People – Loyal like Sid and Nancy

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.(loyal like Sid and Nancy)

Hey man get away from me
Yeah, hey man get away from me.

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.

I felt their claws obstruct and refuse
Refugees in the new Rome
They’ve locked our voices in the oven
Like Sylvia at home versuri-lyrics.info
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?

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.

Hey man get away from me
You pretend you got control
Hey man get away from me.

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 eventuallyyy.
Foster the People lyrics
Video Nancy

Bingo pentru viata mea – Ionut Cercel versuri

Versuri Ionut Cercel – Bingo pentru viata mea

Or mai fi femei frumoase in toata lumea
Dar nu asa ca a mea, nu asa ca a mea
Or mai fi femei frumoase in toata lumea
Dar nu asa ca a mea, nu asa ca a mea.
(bingo pentru viata mea)

Ole ole, bingo pentru viata mea.
Ole ole, sunt castigator cu ea. (x2)

Mai sunt ochi frumosi pe lume la mii de femei
Dar nu asa ca ai tai, nu asa ca ai tai
Mai sunt ochi frumosi pe lume la mii de femei
Dar nu asa ca ai tai, nu asa ca ai tai.

Ole ole, bingo pentru viata mea.
Ole ole, sunt castigator cu ea. (x2)

Or mai fi femei frumoase in toata lumea
Dar nu asa ca a mea, nu asa ca a mea
Versuri-lyrics.info
Mai sunt ochi frumosi pe lume la mii de femei
Dar nu asa ca ai tai, nu asa ca ai tai.

Ole ole, bingo pentru viata meaaa.
Ole ole, sunt castigator cu eaaa. (x2)
Versuri Ionut Cercel
Video viata mea

Parquet – Coez testo

Testo Coez – Parquet

Stanotte piove, sì, ma mica fuori alle serrande
Non è che mi riparo se sto in mezzo alle tue gambe
Vorrei farci grosso slalom gigante
Prenderti per il collo piano, eccitante
E vorrei solo dedicarti dei versi un po’ porno
Come quel gruppo di geni durati un giorno
I tuoi cantanti preferiti non hanno i miei testi
In stanza due giorni che non ti vesti
Quel tanga è così bello
Ti calza a pennello
Ti dipingerei in un quadro se fossi Gemello
Non sono il tipo da regalarti un anello
Ma posso trattarti come un gioiello.(parquet)

Niente mi fa di più che stare dentro te
Ti eri portata i cliché
Sono lì sul parquet uh yeh
Niente mi fa di più che stare dentro te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Di sbagliato che c’è, babe?

Ci siamo solo io e te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Io e te.

Balli da sola dentro un cerchio di fumo
Tu che stai bene da sola
Io che non cerco nessuno per me
Fra le lenzuola marchiate dei tuoi profumi
Hai lasciato andare in frantumi tutti quanti i cliché
Amore Liv Tyler versuri-lyrics.info
La linea scura dell’eyeliner
Fotte il cervello tipo Alzheimer
Dammi la mano mentre guardiamo lo skyline crollare piano
E siamo tutto ciò che abbiamo perché.

Niente mi fa di più che stare dentro te
Ti eri portata i cliché
Sono lì sul parquet uh yeh
Niente mi fa di più che stare dentro te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Di sbagliato che c’è, babe?

Ci siamo solo io e te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Ci siamo solo io e te
Io e te.

Chiudi la porta col resto del mondo fuori
Con te sto bene
Anche quando rompi i coglioni
Se non me n’esco bene
Tu mi perdoni quando divento molesto e greve
Parto domani ma torno presto babe
Esci dalle coperte bubu settete bu
Mica mi serve che t’acchitti da soubrette da tivù
A me mi serve che mi sveglio, accanto a me ci sei tu
Quando ti vedo andare via è un déjà vuuu.
Coez testi
Video Coez

Say my name – Tove Styrke lyrics

Lyrics Tove Styrke – Say my name

You said you ain’t the one to to jump in a relation
And I don’t mind, but when we touch it’s elevation
Up, up, up, up, up
Up, up, up, up, up
You speak my lingo, we don’t need no translation
I never need a break ’cause we feel like vacation
Up, up, up, up, up
Got me up, up, up, up, up.(say my name)

Go ahead and feel what you feel
I want you closer to me.

Say my name
Wear it out like a sweater that you love
‘Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my name
Spill it out like a drink you should have skipped
You’re the one I wanna get when you
Say my name versuri-lyrics.info
Let it roll, let it roll off your tongue
Let me know, let me know what you want
Wear it out like a sweater that you love ‘
Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my name
Say my name.

Don’t need no list of where you been, no information
You got me running out, out of patience
Up, up, up, up, up
Got me up, up, up, up
I like the interaction, you got my attention
I’m not in love, but I’m loving the situation
Up, up, up, up, up
If you’re down, don’t dare to stop.

Go ahead and feel what you feel
I want you closer to me.

Just say my name
Wear it out like a sweater that you love
‘Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my name
Spill it out like a drink you should have skipped
You’re the one I wanna get when you
Say my nameee
Let it roll, let it roll off your tongue
Let me know, let me know what you want
Wear it out like a sweater that you love
‘Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my nameee
Say my nameee.

Go ahead and feel what you feel
‘Cause I need what I need, and I say what I mean.

Just say my name (say my nameee)
Wear it out like a sweater that you love
‘Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my name (say my nameee)
Spill it out like a drink you should have skipped
You’re the one I wanna get when you
Say my nameee
Let it roll, let it roll off your tongue
Let me know, let me know what you want
Wear it out like a sweater that you love
‘Cause I can’t get enough when you
Say my nameee
Say my nameee
Say my nameee.
Tove Styrke lyrics
Video name

DJ Khaled – I Love You So Much (feat. Chance The Rapper) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
I love you, I’ma make a song called "I Love You So Much"
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much

[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Me and daughter taking over
Me and my daddy taking over
Me and my sister taking over
Me and my brother taking over
Me and my mama taking over
All of my sons we taking over
Me and my God taking over
And I’m so grateful, ’cause I

[Post-Chorus: DJ Khaled & Chance The Rapper]
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
‘Cause I
I love you so much, I love you so much (’cause I), I love you so much (’cause I)
‘Cause I
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
‘Cause I, ’cause I

[Speech 1: DJ Khaled & Chance The Rapper]
Mom and Daddy love you
There’s nothing that you can’t do
You the greatest that ever did it
You’re born blessed
You’re my son, I love you, you’re my son
‘Cause I, ’cause I, ’cause I
You’re my son, you’re a mogul
You’re an icon, you’re a legend
You’re the greatest, I love you, I love you so much
‘Cause I, ’cause I, ’cause I
Thank you so much for coming in my life

[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Me and daughter taking over
Me and my daddy taking over
Me and my sister taking over
Me and my brother taking over
Me and my mama taking over
All of my sons we taking over
Me and my God taking over
And I’m so grateful, ’cause I

[Post-Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
I love you so much, I love you so much (’cause I), I love you so much
‘Cause I, ’cause I
I love you so much, I love you so much (’cause I), I love you so much (’cause I)
‘Cause I
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much
‘Cause I, ’cause I
I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so much

[Speech 2: DJ Khaled]
I love you so much and I
Thank you so much, I love you
You’re my son
I thank you, I thank God
You my biggest blessing ever
I love you (God)

[Interlude: Chance The Rapper]
ABCD (okay), EFG (and then what)
HIJK (okay), LMNOP (and then what), QRS (then what)
TUV (then what), WX (okay, okay), YZ

[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Me and daughter taking over
Me and my daddy taking over
Me and my sister taking over
Me and my brother taking over
Me and my mama taking over
All of my sons we taking over
Me and my God taking over
And I’m so grateful, ’cause I

[Speech 3: DJ Khaled]
Whatever you want to do, I will support you forever
One thing I can promise you, I love you forever
You’re my son, I love you so much, I love you
Son, you’re my biggest blessing
Mommy, daddy, we love you
We love you forever
Son, you’re the greatest that ever did it
You’re born blessed, nothing can stop you
You’re amazing, you’re handsome
You’re incredible, you’re a genius
You’re my son, I love you
Mommy and daddy love you
There’s nothing you can’t do
You the greatest that ever did it
You’re born blessed

[Bridge]
Where your eyes at, or where your ears at
Or where your mouth at, or where your nose at
Where your eyes at, or where your ears at
Or where your mouth at, or where your nose at
Where your eyes at, or where your ears at
Or where your mouth at, or where your nose at
Where your eyes at, or where your nose at
Or where your eyes at, or where your nose at
Where your eyes at, or where your ears at
Or where your mouth at, or where your nose at

[Outro]
Me and my God taking over, and I’m so grateful ’cause I
(King forever)

DJ Khaled – Don’t Quit (feat. Travis Scott & Jeremih) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
Yah
Ayy yo Calvin Harris, they ain’t see this one comin’! (Yah!)
Another one
Yah, yah
We the Best Music!
DJ Khaled!

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
You know I like ’em special made for me (yeah)
I call ’em and they demonstrate for me (ooh yeah)
Spent 200k up on that body, yeah
‘Cause my lil’ baby ain’t for everybody, yeah
That’s why I hit her with that upgrade (upgrade)
I told her, "Stunt, that’s the upstage" (Upstage, upstage)
Everything up and up, babe (up, up and up, babe)
Out here ballin’ like we upstate

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Oh, I drip her down in gold (drip, drip, drip, drip it up)
She used to tell me no
But who could tell me no? Yeah
Just how it goes, she sees the O’s (yah, yah)
And now she wanna roll
I hate to see her leave sometimes, but that ass on "woah"

[Chorus: Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, don’t quit
You’re doin’ good right now, don’t quit
Put your old jeans on, now they won’t fit
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, so don’t quit (Let’s go!)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Drip lil’ baby down in VVS’ (VVS)
Cuban link, girl that’s a new connection (Cuban link)
It’s me and you ’cause we in the selection (select)
Throw it back like it’s your new profession (new profession)
Yuh, like you get paid for it
Good brain like you get grades for it
Woodgrain, you got a taste for it
Leather soft, your body made for it (yah!)

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Oh, I drip her down in gold (drip, drip, drip, drip it up)
She used to tell me no
But who could tell me no? Yeah
Just how it goes, she sees the O’s (yah, yah)
And now she wanna roll
I hate to see her leave sometimes, but that ass on "woah"

[Chorus: Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, don’t quit
You’re doin’ good right now, don’t quit
Put your old jeans on, now they won’t fit
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, so don’t quit (Let’s ride!)

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
Baby, can we pick it up?
Come over here and sit down
Lil’ mama got a vibe, let’s ride
On it for a couple weeks now
Yeah, you know it’s you and me now
Top off with the seats down
Baby, I’m a savage
Gassed up, couldn’t pass it
Ran it back like a rerun
She sittin’ pretty like a classic
Green light, we on go
And now she wanna roll
I hate to see her leave sometimes
But that ass on "woah"

[Chorus: Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, don’t quit
You’re doin’ good right now, don’t quit
Put your old jeans on, now they won’t fit
My lil’ baby on thick, thick (yah!)
Girl that ass too fat, so don’t quit
You know I like it like that, so don’t quit (Let’s go!)

[Outro: Travis Scott & DJ Khaled]
Yah, yah
Another one

DJ Khaled – I Can’t Even Lie (feat. Future & Nicki Minaj) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Future]
Another one (yeah yeah)
We The Best Music!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk
It’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

[Verse 1: Future]
A million dollar cash on me in the studio when I did this verse
My money is longer, my weed is stronger
All my bitches is badder, these niggas is sadder
My rubies got chalice so fuck all the chatter
Tissued the money, I rest on them plaques
King of the Patek, clarity showing without even knowing
Jump out that Lambo with the red bottoms on
The capital going up heavy in Florence
Duffel of Franks just to boost my endurance
Two number ones in a row
I sit back on that Act’ and sit low in that Ghost
Lamborghini got a S, Sierra Leone baguettes, yeah
The gold from my neck, it done got in my flesh, yeah
Parking lot look like a film, yeah
My duffel stuffed with a M, yeah
My shooters at basketball gyms, yeah
I got some permanent scars
I will not wait for tomorrow

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk, it’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo
Queen back in the US, low iron, but you pressed
Who lied and said you next? Crying emojis in my group texts
Stay in your bum-ass duplex, it’s Minaj, no group sex
Queen never shuffle, you deal
Just turned down a four-million-dollar shoe deal
Keep your man off my Instagram, bitch
99 problems but ain’t one a damn bitch
G4-fly even when I land, bitch
Lookin’ like Pocahontas, yeah, they want my land, bitch
I’m just exotic, bitch, chronic bitch
Shoe game on psychotic, bitch
Yes, I am iconic, bitch
Pussy get ’em hooked like phonics, sis
Every ball player tryna find this bitch
Ball hard but I’m too fine to fine this bitch
I graduated with honors, bitch
I’m the truth like a motherfuckin’ honest bitch
Full throttle switch
Pick a side, pick a side, they gotta switch
Big MAC billboard out in Times Square
And I ain’t talkin ’bout McDonald’s bitch

[Chorus: Future]
Lamborghini got a S
Parking lot look like a movie
My sex drive leave her woozy
Got my B-A-B-Y in the two-seat
I ain’t, I ain’t even got no time to talk
It’s all up to you, baby
Diamonds dancing on my rubies
Savage mode is on ruthless
Nah, I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you
I can’t even lie to you, I can’t even lie to you

DJ Khaled – Down For Life (feat. Partynextdoor, Future, Travis Scott, Rick Ross & Kodak Black) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR & DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled
DJ Khaled!
Another one!
We the Best Music!

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Whoa, can’t let you roll
I’ll let you know that’s she’s the one, not the two
Yeah yeah yeah, shade without the H
Most think we smooth with this young nigga attitude

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & DJ Khaled]
Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah
I’m tired, baby, you tired
Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah
But I’mma give you what you looking for
Just be down for life (for life) just be down for life (for life)
Just be down for life (for life) I’mma be down for life (for life)
Are you down for life? (for life) just be down for life
Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
P-A-I-D in F-U-L-L (Super)
M-O-N-E-Y K-I-L-L
I go to J-A-I-L, F-U-C-K all them cops, yeah, fuck 12
Roll it up tight then put it in the air
I’m tryna find me a rider that’s real
Icing you down for the demonstrations
Down, down for the demonstrations
We gotta live for our reputations
You got your level up, you got your level up
Uno amigo your caliber
24k on an amateur, I get 100k out a bag
I spent 100k on your bag, that’s a crocodile Birk
They tryna throw dirt on my name and they seeing what I’m worth
I pull up dripping like BB, I get so many fresh everyday
You better hope I don’t OD, I keep a chopper like BG
Young money nigga no PG, slow it down for me like juvie
I catch a homi’ like lil’ T, I’m in the streets like a HB
They made a movie in 3D, we made a film at AMC’s
Here come another one, Khaled; here come another one, Khaled
(Another one)

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR, DJ Khaled & Travis Scott]
Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah
I’m tired, baby, you tired
Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah
But I’mma give you what you looking for
Just be down for life (for life) just be down for life (for life)
Just be down for life (for life) I’mma be down for life (for life)
Are you down for life? (for life) just be down for life
Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah (yah, yah, straight up)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
I’mma pull up on you, is you ready?
Do something different, girl, let me show you (yah!)
Niggas love to hate, bitches love to hate
That’s why I spoil you (straight up)
I can’t lie, I can’t lie, you’ve been down since day one
I’ll go out pull out the hammer and kill shit if they say some’ (yah!)
Ooh, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it (straight up)
Ooh, I’ll do it, I’ll do it, I’ll do it

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
The season success, 6 reasons I’m blessed
Secret societies, he seems so possessed
First you master the hustle, then you conquer the struggle
Now I’m stacking my numbers, just like they tackles and fumbles
Every week, there’s pictures of different bitches kissing me
But the one that stole my heart, that’s still a mystery
Chill, Khaled, chill; Bill, let it bill
Squat, shorty, squat, please, in them heels

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR, Kodak Black & Rick Ross]
Just be down for life (Kodak) just be down for life (Kodak)
Just be down for life, I’mma be down for life (Kodak)
I’ll be down for life (woo) just be down for life (woo)
And just be ready, you with it (woo), yeah, yeah

[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
Tell me you ready, baby girl, tell me you ready
And I’mma be there in a second, won’t take you for granted
I’ma treat you like the fetty
Cause, baby, you know I go get it
She know that I got a check, and that paper come in steady
She want Audemars Piguet, she wanna ride in a Bentley
I’mma step up, take a rental, I know she digging my pimping
Baby, stop playing, get with it
Baby, stop playing, get with it
I know you tired of them gimmicks
But you fucking with the realest
Is you ready for the one? I’m coming
Is you ready for the life I’m living?
I’mma be down like a damn coffin
I want you with me ’til God call me
Tell all them lame niggas "Sayonara"
I hit the jeweler and bought a car
Wide receiver, I just caught a charge
Girl, is you ready to go tomorrow?
When I’m with you, I look like a star
This one right here is gon’ take me far

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & DJ Khaled]
Girl, is you ready, ready, ready? Yeah, yeah
I’m tired, baby, you tired
Of them headaches, headaches, headaches, yeah
But I’mma give you what you looking for
Just be down for life (for life) just be down for life (for life)
Just be down for life (for life) I’mma be down for life (for life)
Are you down for life? (for life) just be down for life
Just be ready with it, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Rick Ross, DJ Khaled & Travis Scott]
Khaled!
It’s We the Best for life (straight up)
DJ Khaled!
We the Best Music!
I pray we holding hands as we walk across the burning sands
These words for you are genuine, we define loyalty
(Another one)

DJ Khaled – Major Bag Alert (feat. Migos) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Quavo & DJ Khaled]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ohh, yeah)
We The Best Music! (major)
Bag alert, bag alert, bag alert
Another one!
Bag, bag, bag, bag, yeah
DJ Khaled!

[Hook: Quavo & DJ Khaled]
Plain Patek, plain Jane, fill it with ice (ice)
Save ya check, You don’t know the price (no)
Pull up, McLaren with wings, pull up and spread my wings
I came from dope in my jeans, I came from dope in my jeans
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (bag)
Bag alert, major bag alert, yeah (bag)
I might drop a bag on my clothes (yeah, bag)
I might drop a bag on these hoes, yup (bag)
I know them big racks won’t fold, yeah
I sold them dime bags at the store, yeah
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (bag)
Bag alert, major bag alert, yeah (bag)

[Verse 1: Offset]
(Offset!) I pull out a 50 before I begin
Patek Philippe with the snow in the wind
She disrespectful, so I nut on her chin
Then I drop down, so I’m gangsta again
Bag alert, bag alert, bag alert, bag alert
Niggas be copying the swag alert
Add it up, stack it up, add it up, stack it up
I had to cut off the stragglers
Wrist in the back of the truck
Bitch I twist up the bando then hit the horn, bum bum bum
All of my pockets got lumps on lumps
Pull out the stick nigga, bum bum bum bum
She don’t want want me but I know what she want
Hold up my bust like I’m proving a point
This llama, muhfucker, ‘bout hit like a bald head
You had a big bag but somehow it don’t slump
When your life in the hype and the package go down
When you take off the plug and the prices go down
Had to dodge a few obstacles, dodge a few rounds
When you havin’ that shit, you can buy you a mount
(Buy you a mount)
Got the Bentley, the Wraith and the Lambo, no mileage
(Bentley, the Wraith and the Lamb)
Now go get the blue cheese, the rackaids, whatever you call it

[Hook: Quavo & DJ Khaled]
Plain Patek, plain Jane, fill it with ice (ice)
Save ya check, You don’t know the price (no)
Pull up, McLaren with wings, pull up and spread my wings
I came from dope in my jeans, I came from dope in my jeans
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (bag)
Bag alert, major bag alert (yeah, bag)
I might drop a bag on my clothes, yeah (bag)
I might drop a bag on these hoes, yeah (bag)
I know them big racks won’t fold, yeah
I sold them dime bags at the store, yeah
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
2K13, we came in with fashion first (did it)
Pass the work (pass) then ash the purp (cookie)
I asked to convert (skrt skrt) she flirt, then slurp (slurp)
Say you won’t talk major bag alert
Say he got the AK but that’s cap alert
For niggas to pop off, that’s smack alert
Pull up on you, shoot at your captain first
Price, it wasn’t nothin’ what the plug say
Tip off some act, it’s a holiday (Actavis)
I’ma pull up and exterminate
Let me find out where your momma stay (momma)
Piggy-back come in from L.A
I’ma go Ye with the runway
Major bag alert with the Kim K
Want a big 3000, André
I could throw the money John Elway (which way?)
Two Peak Patek, no Pelé
Shoot out the booth, no shell case
I speak the truth from the membrane
Takeoff!

[Hook: Quavo & DJ Khaled]
Plain Patek, plain Jane, fill it with ice
Save ya check, You don’t know the price (no)
Pull up, McLaren with wings, pull up and spread my wings
I came from dope in my jeans, I came from dope in my jeans
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (bag)
Bag alert, major bag alert (yeah, bag)
I might drop a bag on my clothes, yeah (bag)
I might drop a bag on these hoes, yup
I know them big racks won’t fold, yeah
I sold them dime bags at the store, yeah
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (major)
Bag alert, major bag alert (bag)
Bag alert, major bag alert (yeah, bag)

[Outro: DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled!
Major bag alert!
Another one

DJ Khaled – Good Man (feat. Pusha T & Jadakiss) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Pusha T & DJ Khaled]
Yeah
We the Best Music!
DJ Khaled!

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Please, Khaled, don’t pair me or compare me
Unless the said party is a rare breed
The stories I hear, they tend to mirror me
At this point now, rap is only therapy
President Push, I’m more Eric B
I ain’t no joke, check out my melody
Felony, felony, felony, that’s all they selling me
But two million in large bills is billing me
I was on the wrong side of the law
Like Pac was on the wrong side of the car
Like B.I.G. at the Soul Train Awards
The moral is all greats been driven
G-Wagons are bulletproof
The ones before me got snatched like bullet tooth
Tony nigga, only one left from the drug era
The jewelry weighs more in the drug mirror

[Interlude: Pusha T]
Yeah, what you see when you look in the mirror, nigga? Haha
Yeah, I know who the fuck I am

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Yuugh, tell me how you fit in
Was you a street nigga when Nas said It’s Written
When Reasonable Doubt dropped, how was you living?
I was leading up the grinding in my kitchen
Getting work from Detroit like a piston
We was on a mission, stuff it in a Michelin
I could spend a year reminiscing
The length of your career, reminiscing
We can’t occupy the same space
We ain’t even running the same race
When it come to these bitches, it ain’t the same chase
Moynat versus Celine, we ain’t the same taste
Therefore, it’s no comparison
To be mentioned with you niggas is embarrassing
I am one Joe blow, you know my narrative
Clear your sinus like Claritin
Push

[Interlude: Jadakiss]
When you look in the mirror, what do you see, nigga?
‘Cause I know when I look in the mirror, I know what I see
You peasants don’t deserve my presence

[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
You portraying other individuals
Me, I’m just weighing my residuals
From where success is the bare minimal
You a rapper, I’m a criminal
I had money before they found y’all
That’s why I feel funny around y’all
Lord, bless those praying for my downfall
If I get too deep, don’t let me drown, y’all
Hearing ’em talking ’bout how to flip a key
Started moving that Daddy Kane and Nicky D
Had the whole YPD sick of me
Don’t sit, if you get tired, just pick a knee
Bet it all or bet it large
Now the coke or the pills or the crack, all these credit cards
I just laughed and I shrug at it
‘Cause the niggas with the money are the drug addicts
Kiss

DJ Khaled – Billy Ocean (feat. Fat Joe & Raekwon) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
From the mud to the marble floors, minks galore
Hustlin’ on the corners, now we own the stores
Fuck a million dollars, boy, I need a billi’ for sure
Ch-ch-ch-cheer tuckin’ Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean
More Billy’s, more problems
We got too many ways to solve ’em
My life is like a movie that made the Oscars
Turned a key into a billion dollars, Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I got my car back, I’m John Wick
The sky blue tint come equipped with the convicts
The don’s slick, some Billys we gon’ get
Broke a leg in my debut, no Bogut (Crack get ’em, uh)
Talkin’ sports trades with Pecas
While sides cheat on their husbands, those be the best vibes
Satin grain on the hood of the car
Switch lanes, yeah I used to flood the hood with them jars
You can get a taste for a flat out key
‘Cause now-a-days I’m Klay, see my spot up 3
Draped in Hermes scarves, crusing the Riviera
More solid than gold bars, the Billy era

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
From the mud to the marble floors, minks galore
Hustlin’ on the corners, now we own the stores
Fuck a million dollars, boy, I need a billi’ for sure
Ch-ch-ch-cheer tuckin’ Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean
More Billy’s, more problems
We got too many ways to solve ’em
My life is like a movie that made the Oscars
Turned a key into a billion dollars, Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
Hermes sweatsuits and S-Coupes
Fly around, NBA money in jets too
Back of the bag’s all crunched out, we vexed too
Should’ve been Billys in ’92, line who? The shine’s new
Yeah it’s sorta like a mafia movie
Sit back, Rocky and Groovie with the ‘9-2
Silk pieces in Velez’s sneakers
A duffle bag with handcuffs on it, we creatures
Ayo, runnin’ every strip club, lit love
Yeah we sit around and just drip bub’, the homies get piff love
To all the realest ones and rich thugs
One, my hundred niggas, Billy, we gun on niggas

[Chorus: Fat Joe]
From the mud to the marble floors, minks galore
Hustlin’ on the corners, now we own the stores
Fuck a million dollars, boy, I need a billi’ for sure
Ch-ch-ch-cheer tuckin’ Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean
More Billy’s, more problems
We got too many ways to solve ’em
My life is like a movie that made the Oscars
Turned a key into a billion dollars, Billy Ocean, Billy Ocean

DJ Khaled – Pull A Caper (feat. Kodak Black, Gucci Mane & Rick Ross) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Kodak Black]
We The Best Music!
Another one
DJ Khaled!
Glee!

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got you, Khaled, it’s Wizop
It’s the Dapper Don going on a trapathon
Serving coked out food and kush, I call it a triathlon
In a red Don with an Amazon
She pissed me off, I just found out she got her panties on
A year ago seen niggas get stabbed over honey buns
It may sound funny to you, found out he got punctured lungs
I just want the funds, I don’t rap for fun
I rarely post the money, I never pose with guns
Went from a robber to the upper upper echelon
Just to get here I had to rob a couple Mexicans
But free Kodak Black, bring Lil’ Kodak back
Cause they don’t wanna see you move into their cul-de-sac

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
It’s do or die on my side of things
Destiny is my livelihood
I’m Iverson with the long braids
Three cellphones with the gold fronts
Wild thing ’til I Yao Ming
Five rings, past nine seasons
Big money, that’s our thing
Heavyweight, I Ali ’em
Featherweight how I leave ’em
Heaven’s sakes, God’s need ’em
Bob weave rock the Colosseum
I’m the biggest nigga, you got gonorrhea
Baddest bitches make my collage
Biggest buds make my cigars
Basic bitches and custom cars
Blowjobs in the SLR’s
Realest ones wanna watch you shine
Smoking good and I’m talking facts
Iced out like DJ Khaled
Burn it down with Kodak Black

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

DJ Khaled – That Range Rover Came With Steps (feat. Future & Yo Gotti) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Future & DJ Khaled]
Fuck!
Fuckin’ lawsuits nigga
We the Best Music!
Murder rate, murder rap nigga
Real shit, Pluto
Grants, Jacksons, Franklins, got ’em
DJ Khaled!

[Verse 1: Future]
Fucked the DA on my way here
I made some millions on my way here nigga
I seen your comment on my way here
I laughed my ass off on my way here nigga
Bentayga with the brain bust open
That new Mulsanne got the brain bust open
Play them racks like Jimi Hendrix on the guitar
Load my gun, cock it back and then I push start
I can’t name how many times they tried to clone me
I can’t name all the names that tried to clone me
This dirty money help me see the devil
Sidity thots, know they ain’t forever
My trials and tribulations playing out on blogs
Spend three hundred thousand or better, that’s on all the cars
The Maybach park itself, nigga
That Range Rover came with steps, nigga
Electric tables in the back, I’m eating filet mignon
He been 44’n all year, I put that Rollie on
Trapping good all year, put the Rollie on
They parading in the streets, you gotta keep a drum
Say a prayer for my young nigga, know he dumb
The murder rate going up nigga
I done ran this check up nigga
Get hit up from the neck up nigga, yeah
The Goyard looking like a graveyard
Murder money, I’m in love with murder money
Old friends of me turned into my enemy
My money and fame changes niggas into enemies
All my hard work and lonely nights no sympathy
Want to send a hit but too far in the industry
I feel your energy, I know you niggas envy me
They rep the gang that bangin’ it out in penitentiary
I watch the shit come out your mouth and it’s finicky
I’m tryna love you but I doubt I’ll scream infinity
With these billions on my mind, it’s hard to be cohesive
Gettin’ that A-Rod money like I hit the needle
Keep a spanish mamacita like a Fanta liter
And I gave ’em all dope and they pissed off
Got my lil Haiti babies waiting so they can wack ya
I got my Memphis Ten niggas waiting to jack ya
I got some DC niggas waiting to kidnap ya
I got the clappers, finessers and the trappers
Before the rap change, you gotta go dap em
Don’t forget to look at niggas when they after ya

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
I told Future I can see the future
Told my bitch I love you ‘fore I knew you
I know I’m blessed nigga, hallelujah (I’m grateful)
And if you diss me then I might shoot ya (brrrrt)
You don’t fuck with me, the feeling mutual (fuck you)
Half these rap niggas owe they jeweler (fuck ’em)
I was selling keys to success
I was coppin’ keys outta Texas
New Wraith with the stars in it
New Porsche, condo, living room cars in it
Ace of Spades with the Percocet and bars in it
Young shooters, real soldiers put they heart in it
Let’s talk ’bout all this money we make and all these niggas they hatin’
Let’s talk ’bout runnin’ that bag up fast cause we ain’t got no patience
Let’s talk ’bout poppin’ strips and Xans like we’re patients
And them fed’s allegations will have you pacin’
Million dollar dope boy, I gotta be grateful
You tryna get that 100 mil’, I’ma race you
Dope boy, I ain’t never wanna be a rap nigga
Billboard reporter LA Reid just signed a trap nigga
New York Times read Jay Z just signed a trap nigga
Kitchen like it’s Thursday, you heard? Might bring it back nigga
You fuckin’ the money up if I’m being honest
Gotta be grateful, I never break the promise, I know my plug love me
I know my bitch hate me, I heard my hood salty
I tried to tell ’em it ain’t my fault, it’s just my blessings called me
But since they hatin’ on an nigga I’ma keep ballin’
And I ain’t textin’ that bitch back because she keep stallin’
If she ain’t fuckin first night then she just miss her callin’
Fuck a plea, I’m goin’ to trial, poker face, I’m all in
Patek Philippe, AP, 40 mil’, I’m all in
Plug hit my line I act like I ain’t see ’em callin’
I worked so hard for mine I’m tryna get some free bands
I’m the king of the city, my house Graceland
No respect for rappers, they respect the coke man
That’s why your favorite rapper actin’ like the dope man nigga

DJ Khaled – Iced Out My Arms (feat. Future, Migos, 21 Savage & T.I.) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Future & DJ Khaled]
All these diamonds on my fingers
(Southside!)
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
We the Best Music!

[Pre-Chorus: Future & DJ Khaled]
You can hear my diamonds talkin’
You can, you can
You can hear my diamonds talkin’
You can, you can
You can hear my diamonds talkin’
You can, you can
You can see my diamonds talkin’
You can, you can, you can see
DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Future & (Offset)]
I got Patek on my arms (Phillipe!)
I got Patek on my arms (Phillipe!)
I put Patek on my arms (unique!)
I put Patek on my arms (woo!)
I put Patek on my arms (ah!)
I put Patek on my arms (woo! ice)
I had to ice out my arms (ice, ice)
I done iced out my charms

[Verse 1: Offset, Quavo & Takeoff]
Bust it down, bust it down, bust it down
This is a hundred Patek, 20 more for baguettes
Boardin’ a jet with a quart on my neck
Make her go board a plane with a brick on her breasts (hey!)
I shoulda played for the Mets (Mets)
OG two-tone my Patek (two-tone)
Makin’ these bitches obsessed
Makin’ these niggas grip TECs (ahh)
Flex on my ex (flex)
Like my boy Khaled say, know we the best
She saw the Patek and got undressed for sex (‘Tek)
Damn I’m so dranked that I found a T-Rex
Unleashin’ the beast and I beat on my chest
Ah, uh, step on the peds (step on the peds)
Patek on my flesh
Lambo wings, fly out the nest
We do not settle for less (who?)
I’m in the ghost with no head (ghost)
I’m thankin’ the Lord ’cause I’m blessed
And some of my niggas, they dead (rest in peace)
Pockets on Gotti, we pull out the street in big body
Might pop a wheelie, Kawasaki
We make the profit and cop it, as soon as they drop it
Money fallin’ out of my pocket (hey!)

[Chorus: Future & (Offset)]
I got Patek on my arms
I got Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I had to ice out my arms
I done iced out my charms
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
Niggas gon’ watch at the arms (unique!)
I put some ice on my arms (woo!)
I got Patek on my arms (ah!)
I got Patek on my arms (ice)
I had to ice out my arms (ice, ice)
I done iced out my charms

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Ice, ice, woah, woah
I put VVS’ in my Patek, who want static? (21)
Nigga don’t touch my watch, it’s gon’ be tragic
Keep that bratchet on (fire)
Tennis chains and tennis bracelets
Nigga like I play at Wimbledon (21)
Gang gang, bitch, y’all niggas actin’ feminine
Gang gang, bitch, we gon’ pull up on your Sprinter and (21)
Ice on my neck and on my arm, it’s drippin’ (ooh, drippin’)
Saint Laurent sweater, lil’ bitch this ain’t no Coogi (yep)
Bitch you shop at JCPenney, you not bad and boujee (21)
Patek drippin’, Hublot drippin’
And I got a bust down Rollie, cost 60 (21)
Audemars bust down cost 150 (21)
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I got keys, I got keys like Khaled (keys)
My bed Tempur-Pedic, I got an M in the mattress
Lil’ bitch

[Chorus: Future & (Offset)]
I got Patek on my arms
I got Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I had to ice out my arms
I done iced out my charms
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
Niggas gon’ watch at the arms (unique!)
I put some ice on my arms (woo!)
I got Patek on my arms (ah!)
I got Patek on my arms (ice)
I had to ice out my arms (ice, ice)
I done iced out my charms

[Verse 3: T.I.]
Yeah, yeah
The Patek Phillipe sit right on my wrist
With a super bad bitch eatin’ right at Phillipe
Know she fuckin’ with a winner
Jewelry lookin’ like a slushie fresh up out the blender
Maybe I hit her, maybe I didn’t
Even if I did, I don’t remember
Been a player since the very beginning
Stones in my charm, never my denim, no
Chain flooded like the livin’ room, huh, incredible
Rappin’, it was either that or sellin’ dope, shit, let the dice roll
Now diamonds all on top of diamonds, huh?
Drippin’, let you know I gotta go
I catch you anywhere, you get strong-armed
I’m talkin’ upstream on a paddle boat
Okay one car, two shoes
You in hot water like a pack of noodles
Yeah, wife-beater, no tattoos
Like Wu-Tang, my cash rules, yeah
Brand new Richard Mille and it’s tourbillion
‘Bout to swap the Patek for the Vacheron (switch it!)

[Chorus: Future & (Offset)]
I got Patek on my arms
I got Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I put Patek on my arms
I had to ice out my arms
I done iced out my charms
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
I had to ice out my arms (Phillipe!)
Niggas gon’ watch at the arms (unique!)
I put some ice on my arms (woo!)
I got Patek on my arms (ah!)
I got Patek on my arms (ice)
I had to ice out my arms (ice, ice)
I done iced out my charms
I got Patek on my arms
I got Patek on my arms
I had to ice out my arms
I done iced out my charms

DJ Khaled – Whatever (feat. Future, Young Thug, Rick Ross & 2 Chainz) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: Future & DJ Khaled]
Hide the money and ran outta room, yeah
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
I tried to hide the money and ran outta room
DJ Khaled!

[Chorus: Future]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater
I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects
I, got my hood stuntin’, this whatever
I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin’
I, got my bitches down for whatever
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
(Geek!)
Pay up like I’ve been runnin’ it up forever
I ran that shit up through the roof
Young nigga ran that shit up for his mother
Buy her everything and I got proof
Up, designer fit, ain’t known to buy it
And I done whipped every tire
With the brake pad, "Mello Yello", catch up
Ring me up like your pop-pop, whatever you need to
I skeet then skeet off in a new coupe, keep up!
That V-12 ’bout to heat up, grab your seatbelt, your seatbelt
The color of my boxers, yeah I’m Tommy’d up
Got the Tommy tucked, ayy
I toss that shit up like a spray, watch it spill on the clothes
I soak that shit up when they told me "Don’t matter, boss won"
I suspended these bitches and I subpoenaed these niggas
To see who was real
I supported my bank account and I wouldn’t tell you the account

[Chorus: Future]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater
I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects
I, got my hood stuntin’, this whatever
I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin’
I, got my bitches down for whatever
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Maybach Music
DIamonds all on my fingers, misses still miscellaneous
Left the ski-mask in the ‘Rari, residencies out in Vegas
Smoking like Calvin Broadus, blueberry with the big homie
Idols becoming rivals, down to die for my survival
Fell in love with the money, she at the spot every Sunday
Loyalty’s what I lust, how I measure my woman
Minimize my mistakes, love every tat on my face
DJ Khaled my blood, got several M’s in my safe

[Chorus: Future]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater
I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects
I, got my hood stuntin’, this whatever
I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin’
I, got my bitches down for whatever
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room) Whatever!

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz
Watch me break down bales, residue on scales
Yeah, I had the girls sick, man I cure like nails
Competition might fail, repetition might sell
Dirty kitchen, dirty dishes, dirty bitches, oh well
Foreign whip rider, lobster on my rider, uh
You can get the platter, uh, I put my money up
You gon’ need a ladder, work, no acrobatics
Work, no calisthenics, my dick be acting stingy
My check be acting boujee, my car got all the groupies
I bought a new Rolex now my old Rolex tryna sue me
Fashion on exotic, pistol on regardless
Bitches look like Barbie
Ricky Bobby on my trolly

[Bridge: Future]
Tryna set a bando on fire
I’m just tryna get you so higher
Money coming in, we get flyer
You must be tryna wife her like Tiger

[Chorus: Future]
Money on your head, you might get hit up today
You can’t be wonderin’ why they always stayin’ dead broke
In the kitchen cookin’ chickens like a redbone
My grandma seen me buy my first Polo sweater
I, got my hand flooded, I, bought the whole projects
I, got my hood stuntin’, this whatever
I, charged the whole 30, I, got my niggas workin’
I, got my bitches down for whatever
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room)
Whatever!
(I tried to hide the money and ran outta room)
Whatever!

DJ Khaled – Interlude (Grateful Album)

[Refrain: EarthGang]
Can’t call it, can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, uh, can’t call it
Yeah, can’t call it, I can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, yeah, I can’t call it

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Verse: J. Cole]
Tables do turn and labels do burn
The second they ask you to sell your soul
Don’t you do it, don’t you fold
Say "Fuck that shit" and be bold
Cause all them stories you told
On records worth more than gold
And if you never go gold again, at least you would know
The end of your road was chose, by you and not companies
Who control our remote control, and hide the truth on my no
But don’t mind me, I’m just high again
Smokin’ weed to get by again
No, actually I’m lyin’
Cause smokin’ it got me smilin’
And rhyming like I rhyme
Way back when I would play the violin
Thought that shit wasn’t cool
Momma sorry, I just stopped tryin’ it
Paid for your house
In hopes there’d be no more reason for cryin’
That shows you how stupid I am
Cause niggas is out here dying
From police that flash the siren
And pull up and just start firin’
Niggas murkin’ each other
In murky water I try and swim
How the fuck do I look
When I brag to you ’bout some diamond?
Said all that I could say
Now I play with thoughts of retirement

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Refrain: EarthGang]
Can’t call it, can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, uh, can’t call it
Yeah, can’t call it, I can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, yeah, I can’t call it

[Produced by Hollywood JB]

DJ Khaled – Unchanging Love (Grateful Album)

[Intro]
Unchanging love, unchanging love
Almighty bueno
Almighty bueno
Almighty eres mi todo
Mightier though

[Chorus]
Once I was young
Now I’m old, yeah
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
You were there with your arms wide open
Unchanging love, more than a blessing
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
You were there with your arms wide open

[Verse 1]
I was so confused at a tender age
So caught in a world full of hate
Used to make the wrong choices along the way
I know that I gotta make a change
Finally the loving inside
I started to do some meditation
But it was you, oh Most High
Cuff ’em in the outside

[Chorus]
Once I was young
Now I’m old, yeah
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
You were there with your arms wide open
Unchanging love, more than a blessing
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
You were there with your arms wide open

[Verse 2]
If it wasn’t for your love
How I woulda make it through? ooh, ooh
If it wasn’t for your love
How I woulda make it through? ooh
If it wasn’t for your grace and your mercy
That kept me through
I couldn’t do it on my own
I couldn’t do this all alone

[Chorus]
I was young
Now I’m old, yeah
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
You were there with your arms wide open
I was young
Now I’m old
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
‘Cause of you, my chains were broken
I was young
Now I’m old
I was young
Yeah, yeah
Mighty bueno

DJ Khaled – Asahd Talk (Thank You Asahd) (Grateful Album)

[Speech: DJ Khaled & Asahd Tuck Khaled]
My son, Asahd, thank you for executive producing Grateful. I love you. Yes boy, yes boy, yes boy, yes boy, yes boy.

Bal harbour – Tory Lanez feat. Asap Ferg lyrics

Lyrics Tory Lanez – Bal harbour

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain.

Pullin’ up
Rolls Royce gave ’em no choice
When I’m tellin’ b*tches hop in
Rolls Royce gave ’em no voice
Push button and the door close
With a million dollar wardrobe
Airplane mode for the phone
All you f*ck niggas, I ignore those
I be up way in the clouds
Cause f*ck nigga weighin’ me down
I made a full circle with the plane
I call that s**t playin’ around
I put on the whole clique on bust down
Man the whole world know we up now
Big chain get flood now
f*ck nigga, sit the f*ck down
Don’t it make you mad, you see these diamonds on me
Got the whole polar pacific climate on me
All I’m tryna do is put my dog on
Get this money ’til it’s all gone.

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain.

I just f*cked your b*tch, now she hangin’ with the crew
She hopped up in my whip ’cause she know I got the juice
I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels
In the foreign switchin’ lanes, nigga that’s just how we do
Come hop in my ride with me, baby
These dollar signs be drivin’ me crazy
She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim
Girl don’t worry bout the cost, them broads don’t know about them
I’m gonna be yours someday versuri-lyrics.info
I love her, then f*ck her like everyday
I’m gonna just cuff and f*ck what they say
Getting this cake like Anna Mae
We up in the crib watching anime
Right up in the crib where the phantom stay
Taking all your friends on a dinner date
Why you f*ckin’ with him? He cannot compete
Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae
They all on my nuts like a Payday
When I’m up in the club then it’s pay day
Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah
In the back of my bus I go yeah
And we finna go up in the air
And I catch a lil’ dome in the Lear.

I swear
All I’m tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on
Big time, chuck the money up until it’s all gone
Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, b*tch we all on
We all on, we all on
We all on, we all on
Someone get the shooters ’cause we all on
I got 40s and the rugers when we all on
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain
It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby
I’m all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmainnn.
Tory Lanez lyrics
Video harbour

Daca ma simti – DMC versuri

Versuri DMC – Daca ma simti

Ai aparut atunci cand eu am renuntat la tot
Am simtit fiori pe spate atunci cand te-am privit in ochi
Si-am inceput sa te descopar parte cu parte
Si nu aveam sa stiu ca povestea merge mai departe
N-am avut vre-un interes,stii si tu ca-s mai de piatra
M-ai schimbat,iti multumesc,esti cea mai tare fata
Dar stiam ca esti deja luata.. versuri-lyrics.info
Ai o relatie pe bune,vre-o 8 ani si ceva parca
Si nu am fost niciodata de acord sa-ti tradezi partea
Dar am calcat pe principii c-am simtit ca-mi esti jumatatea
Ma completai perfect,ma intelegeai perfect
Si ma priveai perfect si imi zambeai discret
Si ne scriam mesaje dupa ce adormea
Si te voiam atat de mult incat sa te fac a mea..
Dar e mai greu de atat,treaba devine pe bune
Ne indragostim tot mai mult,nici nu ne mai spunem pe nume.(daca ma simti)

Doamna,doamna,doamnea mea!

Spune-mi daca,daca
Daca ma simti.. oooo,daca ma simti !
Ei,spune-mi daca,daca ma simti
Fato,n-are rost sa te minti
Spune-mi daca,daca
Hai,spune-mi fata,daca ma simti
Fato,n-are rost sa ma minti.

E vorba doar de iubire,mai e un pas pana vii
Ne vedem pe ascuns… parca am fii doi copii
Avem atat de multe lucruri in comun,si e tare
Aceeasi zodie,aceleasi stari,aceeasi culoare
Aceleasi asteptari de la lumea din jur
Ti-am repetat ca daca nu vei fii a mea am sa te fur
Ne vedem tarziu in noapte,ne prinde dimineata
Doar noi doi,un cer senin,e dragoste de data asta
Nu mai e vorba de atractie sau frumusete-n joc
E vorba ca-mi vibrezi in inima si sa te scot nu pot
Si stiu ca nu e ok,ca ai deja pe cineva
Dar spune-mi tu ce sa fac daca inima mea te vrea
Daca inima ta ma vrea,in mine iti gasesti linistea
Daca nu ma vezi o zi,nu te mai simti in pielea ta
SI ti-am spus ca te ador,nu sa te duc in dormitor
Ti-am spus cat esti de frumoasa,si-am spus-o de atatea ori..

Doamna,doamna,doamnea mea!

Spune-mi daca,daca
Daca ma simti…ooooo,daca ma siiimti !
Ei,spune-mi daca,daca ma simti
Fato,n-are rost sa te minti
Spune-mi daca,daca
Hai,spune-mi fata,daca ma simti
Fato,n-are rost sa ma mintiii.
Versuri DMC
Video simti

Mademoiselle – Black paroles

Paroles Blacko – Mademoiselle

Veux-tu devenir ma femme?
Tu es la seule qui ravive ma flamme
Tu a gueri mon coeur et mon âme
Je t’aime pour tout ce que tu incarne
Heyyy
Tu es ma confidente, tu connais ma viie
Je sais que c’est toi qui a sienne me l’a dis
Je te veux toi pour le meilleur et le pire
Ecoute ce que mon coeur veut te dire
Hey.(mademoiselle)

Lady, ton absence me rend malade
Il n’y a qu’avec toi que je m’evade
Je te veux a mes cotes faire de toi madame
Oh Oh Oh Hear.

Lady, ton absence me rend malade
Il n’y a qu’avec toi que je m’evade
Je veux ta main pour y passer la bague
Oh Oh Oh.

Mademoiselle Yeah Heheheheheee
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiselle
Non non non non non
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiselle
Yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiselle
Oh Oh non.

Je te veux toujours aupres de moi
Tu es ma moitié, oui mon âmesoeur c’est toi
Tu es ma promise j’suis sur de ça
Je veux qu’on passe notre vie ensemble Yeah
Donne-moi ta main, mon coeur ta choisis
Donne-moi ta main, fait de moi ton mari
Donne-moi ta main, oui soyons unis
Veut-tu devenir ma femme?

Lady, ton absence me rend malade
Il n’y a qu’avec toi que je m’evade
Je te veux a mes cotes, faire de toi madame
Oh Oh Oh.

Lady, tOn absence me rend malade
Il n’y a qu’avec toi que je m’evade
Je veux ta main pOur y passer la bague
Oh Oh Oh.

Mademoiselle yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Non non non non non non
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Oh Oh non
Elle a voulu être madame, ma complice, ma compagne
Tu es celle qui m’apaise et me soigne
L’etincelle qui a rallumée la flamme
Avec toi, ma colère s’éloigne
Veux-tu devenir ma femme?

Ma complice, celle qui m’accompagne
Tu es celle qui m’apaise et me soigne
My love Oh Oh
Mademoiselle yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Non non non non non non
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Yeah hehehehehe versuri-lyrics.info
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Oh Oh non
Mademoiselle yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Non non non non non non
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Yeah hehehehehe
Je ne veux plus qu’on t’appele mademoiseeelle
Oh Oh non
Hearrr.
Blacko paroles
Video Blacko

Hard to love – Calvin Harris feat. Jessie Reyez lyrics

Lyrics Calvin Harris – Hard to love

I don’t like to talk
But I love to sing
And I don’t smoke
But I love to drink
I’m paranoid
I don’t miss a thing
But I’m still nice
At least that’s what I think
Fall in love
Like I’m a freak
But then I pull out, and say
“I need freedom, I need freedom”.(hard to love)

I guess I’ll take it, heartbreaker
A title, I can’t shake it, can’t fake it
I guess I’ll take it, heartbreaker
A title, I can’t shake it, can’t fake it.

Baby, I’d rather be hard to love
Than easy to leave, you should believe me
Haven’t you needed me?
I’d rather be hard to love
Than easy to leave, you should believe me
Haven’t you needed me?

‘Course you love me
You don’t know me
But I got news for you, I came broken
Ego issues, my head is swollen
I got a million chips on my shoulder
But if you stick this by all I shoulder
Maybe you don’t need freedom, freedom.

I guess I’ll take it, heartbreaker
A title, I can’t shake it, can’t fake it
I guess I’ll take it, heartbreaker
A title, I can’t shake it, can’t fake it.

Baby, I’d rather be hard to love
Than easy to leave, you should believe me
Haven’t you needed me?
I’d rather be hard to love
Than easy to leave, you should believe me
Haven’t you needed me?

Go deeper, go deep
I love it when your roots go deep so I know you won’t leave
Go deeper, go deep
I love it when your roots go deep so I know you won’t leave
Go deeper versuri-lyrics.info
I like being ugly, that way if they love me
I know that they love me for real
I like being ugly, that way if they love me
I know that they love me for real
I like being ugly, that way if they love me
I know that they love me for real (woah-oh-oh)
I like being ugly, that way if they love me
I know that they love me for real.

Go deeper
Go deeper.

Go deeper
Go deep
Oh my God, that feels nuts on its own
That s**t feels like fucking
That s**t feels like, that s**t feels like some ego tripping shittt.
Calvin Harris lyrics
Video love

Desce tequila – Mc MM letra

Letra Mc MM – Desce tequila

O mundo gira, a fila anda
E alguém vai perder a vez
Vai passa a vez
Vai passa a vez.(desce tequila)

Até o dólar se valoriza
E você fica atrás de ex
Vai passa a vez
Vai passa a vez.

E nesse embalo da balada
Inveja quem não fez
Paz, alegria e curtição
Versuri-lyrics.info
Eu vou ficar com as três.

Pode um namoro acabar
Só não pode acabar a tequila
Manda tequila
Desce tequila.

Não tô afogando mágoa
Eu só tô curtindo a vida
Manda tequila
Desce tequilaaa.
Mc MM letras
Video tequila

Beautiful war – tyDi feat. Lola Rhodes lyrics

Lyrics tyDi – Beautiful war

Get up from the wooden floor
Already dying more and more
Last night was that really me
I closed my eyes and all I see.(beautiful war)

It’s taking me like it’s
To feel this and I swear
I know that I’ll be back again.

Hey
I’m sure you heard it before
You’ve got a, face
That’s made to record
I know it’s, late
But it’s a beautiful war
I see tomorrow in a flash
Every war turns into ash.

One time felt it in my blood
And the madness had begun
Oh, such a sweet drug
You only have it once
Now every day ‘s an endless hunt.

It’s taking me like it’s
To feel this and I swear
I know that I’ll be back again.

Don’t wanna tame the lion and beast
Don’t wanna blame the timing of things
Don’t need to wait for the blessing of kings
And I don’t wanna wait no more
Take the battle to your door.

Hey
I’m sure you heard it before
You’ve got a, face
That’s made to record
Versuri-lyrics.info
I know it’s, late
But it’s a beautiful war
I see tomorrow in a flash
Every war turns into ash.

Need it
Am I getting through
Am I only chasing another you
I feel it, that’s all I can do
So what can I do.

Hey
I’m sure you heard it before
You’ve got a, face
That’s made to record
I know it’s, late
But it’s a beautiful war
I see tomorrow in a flash
Every war turns into ashhh.
tyDi lyrics
Video war

Paranoia – Samy feat. Nimo songtexte

Songtexte Samy – Paranoia

Zahlst den Range Rover in bar
Trägst die Daytona in Schwarz
Deine Läufer sah man im Park
Und die Pubillen hörten dich ab
Wir haben Pässe gefälscht für den Aufenthalt
Du bist eingeknickt, als sie’s rausbekam’n
Und hast über dreißig Seiten ausgesagt
Und das nur damit du wieder laufen kannst
Kann nicht verzeih’n, nicht verzeih’n, es lag an dir
Du hast die Polizei alarmiert, alarmiert.(Paranoia)

Deine Filme hör’n nicht auf (auf, auf, auf)
Redest von Beyda und von Frau’n (Frau’n, Frau’n, Frau’n)
Sagst, eine Kugel steckt im Lauf (Lauf, Lauf, Lauf)
Doch dann steh’n wir nachts vor deinem Haus
Und du schiebst Paranoooia
Du schiebst Paranooia
Und du schiebst Paranoooia
Du schiebst Paranoooia
Und du schiebst Paranoooia.

Way, du schiebst Paranoia, frag dich doch mal selbst, wieso
Du deinen Arsch heute bunkern musst versuri-lyrics.info
Oder waren dir die Konsequenzen nicht bewusst?
Du zahlst in bar Daytona, trägst ein Navi, Al Capone
Aber gehst nie aus der Wohnung ohne Weste und Personenschutz
Denn du hast Paranoia, Schweißausbrüche, Angst vorm Tod
Drehst dich andauernd um, schiebst Filme, Halluzination
Roll deine Jalousien wieder hoch, zieh weniger Koks
Änder deine Nummer lo, geh bei deiner Mutter wohn’n
Bunker dich wo du willst, aber nichts rettet dich heut’ vor uns.

Deine Filme hör’n nicht auf (auf, auf, auf)
Redest von Beyda und von Frau’n (Frau’n, Frau’n, Frau’n)
Sagst, eine Kugel steckt im Lauf (Lauf, Lauf, Lauf)
Doch dann steh’n wir nachts vor deinem Haus
Und du schiebst Paranoooia
Du schiebst Paranoooia
Und du schiebst Paranoooia
Du schiebst Paranoooia
Und du schiebst Paranoiaaa.
Samy songtexte
Video Samy

Blinds – Amine lyrics

Lyrics Amine – Blinds

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 free form dreads
I love it when she give a nigga free form head
It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know
Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo.(blinds)

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.

Dreads like Bob Marley
Hardly ever call these h**s, I’m too gnarly
Look like George Forman, couldn’t afford Jordan’s
Talk to informant, never, I’m important
Maybe I might die versuri-lyrics.info
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 f*ck because I know that I’m the shittt.
Amine lyrics
Video Amine

Adam Lambert – Two Fux Lyrics

[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

Liza Minnelli – Cabaret lyrics

What good is sitting alone
In your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.
Come taste the wine,
come hear the band.
Come blow a horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table’s waiting.

No use permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend
Known as Elsie,
With whom I shared
Four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn’t waht you’d call
A blushing flower…
As a matter of fact
She rented by the hour.

The day she died the neighbors
Came to snicker:
“Well, that’s what comes
From too much pills and liquor. “
But when I saw her laid out like a Queen,
She was the happiest… Corpse…
I’d ever seen.

I think of Elsie to this very day.
I remember how she’d turn to me and say:
“What good is sitting alone
In you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.

Put down the knitting,
The book and the broom.
Time for a holiday.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret. “

And as for me,
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I’m going like Elsie.

Start by admitting,
From cradle to tomb
Isn’t that a long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Only a Cabarert, old chum
And I love a Cabaret.

HJS – Autumn Days lyrics

Autumn days when the grass is jewelled
And the silk inside a chestnut shell.
Jetplanes meeting in the air to be refuelled.
All these thing I love so well

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget.
To say a great big
Thank You
I mustn’t forget

Clouds that look like familiar faces
And the winters moon with frosted rings.
Smell of bacon as I fasten up my laces
And the song the milkman sings

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget.
To say a great big
Thank You
I mustn’t forget

Whipped-up spray that is rainbow-scattered
And a swallow curving in the sky
Shoes so comfy though they’re worn out and they’re battered
And the taste of apple pie.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.

Scent of gardens when the rain’s been falling
And a minnow darting down a stream
Picked-up engine that’s been stuttering and stalling
And a win for my home team.

So I mustn’t forget
No, I mustn’t forget
To say a great big thank you
I mustn’t forget.