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Weezer – Feels Like Summer (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
Climbing up the tower
Just a boy and his computer
I’m still in my bathrobe
Hiding in the shadows
I’m not used to losing
Bye, bye, sugar blue eyes
You’re home with the angels
Thank you for being so kind

[Chorus]
I’m holding on and I don’t want to let you go
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
And she was a lover to me, to me, to me, to me

[Verse 2]
Which way is the graveyard?
I’m an iceberg with a warm heart
I’m spiritual, not religious
I’m a Libra, if it matters
Shattered by an email
Your words will fade away
Castle built in the sand
Will only last one day

[Chorus]
I’m holding on and I don’t want to let you go
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
When she was a lover to me

[Bridge]
June bride, shine so bright
Flowers in her hair, but it just ain’t right
June bride, shine so bright
Flowers in her hair, we look good together
We look good together

[Chorus]
Yeah it feels like summer
Yeah it feels like summer to me
When she was a lover to me

[Outro]
Let me see the smile, stay with me awhile
I cried for you, you were the song in my life
Let me see the smile, stay with me awhile
I cry for you, you were the song in my life

YFN Lucci – Heartless (feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro: Bigga Rankins]
Growin’ up, my mama explained the difference between fame and notoriety
See fame is when people know you
Notoriety is when people know your work
And notoriety leave a legacy
When they talk about us
When they talk about big arrangements
When they talkin’ ’bout Lucci
When they talkin’ ’bout TIG
Some will hate, some will cheer
All will know one thing
My nigga Nut, we came and changed the music biz forever

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Lately I been chasin’ paper, chasin’ guap, yeah, yeah
Lately I been feelin’ like fuck a hater, fuck a cop, yeah, yeah
I swear lately I been heartless, heartless, heatless, heartless, yeah
Lately I been heartless, heartless, heartless, heartless, yeah

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Oh hell nah, ain’t no pressure ’bout no beef, we gon’ air shit out
I got your bitch and she tellin’ me all your where about’s
Loadin’ this K, I can’t wait to go and spray one out
Uh-huh, I been hustlin’ all day tryna get that cake up out it
All day, all day, I been ridin’ it with it all day
It ain got no safe, it ain’t got no safe, ayy
Y’all niggas play it safe, we gon’ hit your safe, ayy
I got niggas in MIA and they’ll hit your face
Uh, uh , I been a thug all my life, wanted a plug all my life
We had to move around with them pipes, we had to shoot it out some nights
Ain’t no pressure ’bout no beef, know we love dinner
Fuck nigga, don’t make me put a slug in ’em

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Lately I been chasin’ paper, chasin’ guap, yeah, yeah
Lately I been feelin’ like fuck a hater, fuck a cop, yeah, yeah
I swear lately I been heartless, heartless, heatless, heartless, yeah
Lately I been heartless, heartless, heartless, heartless, yeah

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
We located and got a bigger palace on the water
Pull up to club, I toss valet a couple hunnid
Women in abundance, I got to fuck ’em by appointments
Pray that bundle come from Haiti, I’ma give you what you wanted
I fucked her in the park, now we fuckin’ on the jet
You fuckin’ with my squad, I’ma put that shit to rest
Studied all these niggas ’cause this life is just a test
I need my hunnit million, you can’t tell me nothing less
They gave my nigga 10 the lawyer, say he did the best
These streets ain’t where you wanna be and Rozay told you that
The only natural talent niggas had was being violent
If a nigga take my life, I pray he see me smilin’, boss

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Lately I been chasin’ paper, chasin’ guap, yeah, yeah
Lately I been feelin’ like fuck a hater, fuck a cop, yeah, yeah
I swear lately I been heartless, heartless, heartless, heartless, yeah
Lately I been heartless, heartless, heartless, heartless, yeah

Young Dolph – All Of Them

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Street shit, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

[Verse 1]
Pull up in somethin’ that go real, real fast (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, zoom)
She got mad when I ask that’s a real ass (haha, this ain’t real)
It’s that real glass, smokin’ real gas (yeah, yeah)
Don’t pull up at the spot unless you spendin’ real cash
Turn the box Chevy to a 9/11 (switch it up)
Hundred thousand, all 20’s in the mattress (dope boy)
A half-a-million, all 100’s in the attic (trap, trap)
All I see is money, two stacks for these glasses (don’t play with me)
I called my bitch lil’ bitch RiRi, she say she a savage (yeah)
Put the dick up in her, have her singin’ like she Gladys
My young bitch think she Trina, she swear she the baddest (huh)
A good girl can’t wait to give a drug dealer, don’t panic, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers

[Bridge]
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap)
My girl my trap bitch (trap)
I mean my trap lady (ayy)

[Verse 2]
Runnin’ niggas out the game ’cause they out-dated (watch out)
Now they ain’t give it to me, yeah, I had to take it (nah, gimme that)
First I got a sack, then ran up a bag (yeah, woo)
Young niggas run the hood, and we won’t give it back (yeah)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Now she out here hidin’ dope and holdin’ pistols (haha, damn)
Tryna be just like her best friend and her sister (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

Jay-Z – Kill Jay Z (4:44 Album)

[Verse]
Kill JAY-Z, they’ll never love you
You’ll never be enough, let’s just keep it real, JAY-Z
Fuck JAY-Z, I mean, you shot your own brother
How can we know if we can trust JAY-Z?
And you know better, nigga, I know you do
But you gotta do better, boy, you owe it to Blue
You had no father, you had the armor
But you got a daughter, gotta get softer
Die JAY-Z, this ain’t back in the days
You don’t need an alibi, JAY-Z
Cry JAY-Z, we know the pain is real
But you can’t heal what you never reveal
What’s up, JAY-Z?
You know you owe the truth to all the youth
That fell in love with JAY-Z
You got people you love you sold drugs to
You got high on life, that shit drugged you
You walkin’ around like you invincible
You dropped outta school, you lost your principles
I know people backstab you, I feel bad too
But this ‘fuck everybody’ attitude ain’t natural
But you ain’t the same, this ain’t KumbaYe
But you got hurt because you did cool by ‘Ye
You gave him 20 million without blinkin’
He gave you 20 minutes on stage, fuck was he thinkin’?
"Fuck wrong with everybody?" is what you sayin’
But if everybody’s crazy, you’re the one that’s insane
Crazy how life works
You got a knot in your chest, imagine how a knife hurts
You stabbed Un over some records
Your excuse was "He was talkin’ too reckless!"
Let go your ego over your right shoulder
Your left is sayin’, "Finish your breakfast!"
You egged Solange on
Knowin’ all along, all you had to say you was wrong
You almost went Eric Benét
Let the baddest girl in the world get away
I don’t even know what else to say
Nigga, never go Eric Benét
I don’t even know what you woulda done
In the future, other niggas playin’ football with your son
You had lost it
13 bottles of Ace of Spade, what it did to Boston
Nah, JAY-Z
Bye, JAY-Z

Jay-Z – The Story Of O.J. (4:44 Album)

[Intro: Nina Simone]
Skin is, skin, is
Skin black, my skin is black
My, black, my skin is yellow

[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
I like that second one
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

[Verse 1]
O.J. like, "I’m not black, I’m O.J." …okay
House nigga, don’t fuck with me
I’m a field nigga with shined cutlery
Gold-plated quarters where the butlers be
I’ma play the corners where the hustlers be
I told him, "Please don’t die over the neighborhood
That your momma rentin’
Take your drug money and buy the neighborhood
That’s how you rinse it."
I bought every V12 engine
Wish I could take it back to the beginnin’
I coulda bought a place in Dumbo before it was Dumbo
For like two million
That same building today is worth 25 million
Guess how I’m feelin’? Dumbo

[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

[Verse 2]
You wanna know what’s more important than throwin’ away money at a strip club? Credit
You ever wonder why Jewish people own all the property in America? This how they did it
Financial freedom my only hope
Fuck livin’ rich and dyin’ broke
I bought some artwork for one million
Two years later, that shit worth two million
Few years later, that shit worth eight million
I can’t wait to give this shit to my children
Y’all think it’s bougie, I’m like, it’s fine
But I’m tryin’ to give you a million dollars worth of game for $9.99
I turned that two to a four, four to an eight
I turned my life into a nice first week release date
Y’all out here still takin’ advances, huh?
Me and my niggas takin’ real chances, uh
Y’all on the Gram holdin’ money to your ear
There’s a disconnect, we don’t call that money over here, yeah

[Chorus]
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga
Light nigga, dark nigga, faux nigga, real nigga
Rich nigga, poor nigga, house nigga, field nigga
Still nigga, still nigga

Jay-Z – Smile (feat. Gloria Carter) (4:44 Album)

[Intro: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Good morn’ or evening, friends
Smile, you recordin’?

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Slammin’ Bentley doors like we invented doors
20 years ago we drove Bentley Azures
We drinkin’ Cristal in, yeah
Kept the trey on me like Chris Paulin’
Drinkin’ Ace of Spade like it’s codeine now
Tryna put a million on the whole team now
Push through the pain so we can see new life
So all the ladies havin’ babies, see a sacrifice
Mama had four kids, but she’s a lesbian
Had to pretend so long that she’s a thespian
Had to hide in the closet, so she medicate
Society shame and the pain was too much to take
Cried tears of joy when you fell in love
Don’t matter to me if it’s a him or her
I just wanna see you smile through all the hate
Marie Antoinette, baby, let ’em eat cake

[Chorus: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile
Good times never fade away, smile
Even if I’m not with you here today, smile
Good morn’ or evening, friends
Smile
Here’s your friendly announcer
Smile

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
Far as draft picks, my name did not get called
Bet before I go I put a billion on the board
Hall of Fame Hov, I did it all without a pen
Y’all knew that was comin’, I had to remind y’all again, huh?
Flyin’ paper planes through the projects
Now the whole projects on my jet
Now you see the real in the front row
In every one of y’all televised shows
Super facts
Niggas switched sides, traded pride, we don’t do all that
A loss ain’t a loss, it’s a lesson
Appreciate the pain, it’s a blessin’

[Chorus: JAY-Z & Stevie Wonder]
Bad times turn to good memories, smile
Even when I’m gone and you remember me, smile
Good times never fade away, smile
Even if I’m not with you here today, smile
Good morn’ or evening, friends

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
I mastered my aesthetics
I know you often heard me wax poetic
‘Bout bein’ back in the Lexus
But trust me, that was nothin’
A nigga up in the hundreds of millions
I have no ceilings, ah, this that feelin’, I’m that boy
Anita Baker’s "You Bring Me Joy"
Slappin’ out of the toy, the separation is clear
In my rear-view mirror, objects is further than they appear
Oh yeah, I was born with a pair
Playin’ for high stakes
Norman Cake, he looked up and out of the Lear
How niggas can’t relate?
Fuck a slice of the apple pie, want my own cake
Chargin’ my own fate
Respect Jimmy Iovine
But he gotta respect the Elohim as a whole new regime
And niggas playin’ for power, huh
So our music is ours
Niggas only own houses
Ours was, "Fuck you, pay me"
Now it’s, "Fuck payin’ me, I pay you
Put the rest away for Blue"
That blood money, I giggle at it
Can’t even support my Mrs. habit
Jewelry shoppin’ in Paris
All y’all jewelers should be embarrassed, huh
Blood diamonds drippin’, we cute
I still ain’t trippin’, that’s life, winners and losers
Drug dealers and abusers, America likes me ruthless
My therapist said I relapsed
I said, "Prehaps I Freudian slipped in European whips"
God sent me to break the chain
I’m the true and livin’
God in the flesh, the rest of these niggas is vain
A stain on the white suit, inferior IQ
Niggas’ll rip your shit off TIDAL just to spite you
Ahhhh, what did I do?
‘Cept try to free you
Niggas’ll love you but hate you ’cause they can’t be you
Dump ’em all in the bayou, uh
Everybody wave bye to the guy you thought you could lie to
This was meant to be a haiku, huh
But my story’s too wide to fit inside the line
And too old, these that drugs
Heroin flow, I spaz on the stove
This is Hov, no Flex zone, nigga, who lied to you?
Look, you a pedestrian
Don’t ever question the security I provided you
Oh y’all thought I was washed?
I’m at the cleaners
Launderin’ dirty money like the Teamsters, huh
Shout out to Hoffa back home, he in the church
When I heard you got booked, that shit hurt
Feared for you, bro, we know the system don’t work
Take a young niggas freedom over some dirt
Yet it’s legal in Colorado
Yeah, we deny
Black entrepreneurs, free enterprise
That’s why it’s a black market, that’s why it’s called "the trap"
That’s why it’s called "the projects" ’cause it’s exactly that!
All these people was gon’ kill me, heh
‘Cause the more I reveal me, the more they ‘fraid of the real me
Welcome back Carter, smile

[Outro: Gloria Carter]
Living in the shadow
Can you imagine what kind of life it is to live?
In the shadows people see you as happy and free
Because that’s what you want them to see
Living two lives, happy, but not free
You live in the shadows for fear of someone hurting your family or the person you love
The world is changing and they say it’s time to be free
But you live with the fear of just being me
Living in the shadow feels like the safe place to be
No harm for them, no harm for me
But life is short, and it’s time to be free
Love who you love, because life isn’t guaranteed
Smile

Jay-Z – Caught Their Eyes (feat. Frank Ocean) (4:44 Album)

[Intro: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it
I’m ready for it
Yeah
Ah

[Bridge: JAY-Z]
East-side nigga
With that "[?] saw"
Talking about that "he saw" nigga
With that "we saw" nigga
With that "he saw"
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
I survived reading guys like you
I’m surprised y’all think you can disguise y’all truths
I seen eyes wide as they about to shoot
You can be a hairpin off and you can trigger your roots
I wave to these haters, don’t give me dap
You know the world can see just how phony you act, bruh
Y’all body language is all remedial
How could you see the difference between you and I?
My crash course was much tougher
Around friends who kill they friends
Then hug their friends’ mothers
And show up at the funeral, complete with blank stares
Invisible ink, I had to read things that wasn’t there
Memories may sneak down my cheek
But I could see a side eye in my sleep

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
I sat down with Prince, eye to eye
He told me his wishes before he died
Now, Londell McMillan, he must be color blind
They only see green from them purple eyes
They eyes hide, they eyes high
My eyes wide shut to all the lies
These industry niggas, they always been fishy
But ain’t no Biggie, no lazy eye, huh
This guy had ‘Slave’ on his face
You think he wanted the masters with his masters?
You greedy bastards sold tickets to walk through his house
I’m surprised you ain’t auction off the casket
Don’t big bro me, don’t big homie
I’ve seen pure admiration become rivals
I’ve been to Paris at least two times
I’ve seen the Eiffel, I’ve seen a eyeful

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
Ready for it, deep breath, fill up the void
Eyes open them up, check out the cords
Still stinging from tears, they try to see you
I’m ready for earth, ready for real
Solipsistic admit it, I see you there
So it seems, so you seem
I can’t tell if you’re image or are just the flare
In my dreams, in my dreams

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
I’ve been out of touch for a couple years
I’ve been ready for this for real
Hoping I can touch what I see
‘Cause I’ve been ready for you, for real

[Bridge: JAY-Z]
He saw a nigga
With that "[?] saw"
Talking about that "he saw" nigga
With that "we saw" nigga
With that "he saw"
God dance, uh
Your eyes speak the truth with everything else, stars
They pretend we can but the vibes don’t fly
Uh

Jay-Z – 4:44 (4:44 Album)

[Intro: Kim Burrell]
Do I find it so hard
When I know in my heart
I’m letting you down everyday
Letting you down everyday
Why do I keep on running away?

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Look, I apologize, often womanize
Took for my child to be born
See through a woman’s eyes
Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
Took me too long for this song
I don’t deserve you, I harass you out in Paris
Please come back to Rome, you make it home
We talked for hours when you were on tour
Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone
Said: "Don’t embarrass me," instead of "Be mine"
That was my proposal for us to go steady
That was your 21st birthday, you mature faster than me
I wasn’t ready, so I apologize
I’ve seen the innocence leave your eyes
I still mourn this death, I apologize for all the stillborns
‘Cause I wasn’t present, your body wouldn’t accept it
I apologize to all the woman whom I
Toyed with you emotions because I was emotionless
I apologize ’cause at your best you are love
And because I fall short of what I say I’m all about
Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
And you stare blankly into space
Thinkin’ of all the time you wasted in on all this basic shit
So I apologize

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
Never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 2: JAY-Z]
I apologize, our love was one for the ages and I contained us
And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive now
Meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
Or sleep with our back turned
We’re supposed to vacay ’til our backs burn
We’re supposed to laugh ’til our hearts stops
And then we end a space with a dark stop
And let love light the way
Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
I never wanted another woman to know
Something about me that you didn’t know
I promised, I cried, I couldn’t hold
I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
I stew over what if you over my shit?

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you
Never gonna treat you like I should

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
And if my children knew, I don’t even know what I would do
If they ain’t look at me the same
I would prob’ly die with all the shame
"You did what with who?"
What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
"You risked that for Blue?"
If I wasn’t a superhero in your face
My heart breaks for the day I had to explain my mistakes
And the mask goes away and Santa Claus is fake
And you go online and see
For Blue’s tooth, the tooth fairy didn’t pay

[Chorus: Hannah Williams]
I’m never gonna treat you like I should

Jay-Z – Family Feud (4:44 Album)

[Intro: JAY-Z]
My nigga got on
My nigga got on all white, no socks
My nigga got that cocaina on today
That’s how he feel
Turn my vocal up
That’s how you feel, Emory?
Turn my vocal up some more
Turn my vocal up, Guru!
Turn the music up too

[Verse 1: JAY-Z]
Super Bowl goals
My wife in the crib feedin’ the kids liquid gold
We in a whole different mode
Kid that used to pitch bricks can’t be pigeonholed
I cooked up more chicken when the kitchen closed
Oh, we gon’ reach a billi’ first
I told my wife the spiritual shit really work
Alhamdulillah, I run through ’em all
Hovi’s home, all these phonies come to a halt
All this old talk left me confused
You’d rather be old rich me or new you?
And old niggas, y’all stop actin’ brand new
Like 2Pac ain’t have a nose ring too, huh

[Verse 2: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]
Nobody wins when the family feuds
But my stash can’t fit into Steve Harvey’s suit
I’m clear why I’m here, how about you?
Ain’t no such thing as an ugly billionaire, I’m cute
Mmmmm
Pretty much
If anybody gettin’ handsome checks, it should be us
Fuck rap, crack cocaine
Nah, we did that, Black-owned things
Hundred percent, Black-owned champagne
And we merrily merrily eatin’ off these streams
Y’all still drinkin’ Perrier-Jouët, huh
But we ain’t get through to you yet, uh
What’s better than one billionaire? Two (two)
‘Specially if they’re from the same hue as you
Y’all stop me when I stop tellin’ the truth

[Interlude: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]
Hahahaha
I would say I’m the realest nigga rappin’
But that ain’t even a statement
That’s like sayin’ I’m the tallest midget
Wait, that ain’t politically correct
Forget it
Can I get "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen
Can I get a "Amen" from the congregation?
Amen, amen

[Verse 3: JAY-Z]
Yeah, I’ll fuck up a good thing if you let me
Let me alone, Becky
A man that don’t take care his family can’t be rich
I’ll watch Godfather, I miss that whole shit
My consciousness was Michael’s common sense
I missed the karma and that came as a consequence
Niggas bustin’ off through the curtains ’cause she hurtin’
Can’t losin’ the babies ’cause their future’s uncertain
Nobody wins when the family feuds
We all screwed ’cause we never had the tools
I’m tryna fix you
I’m tryna get these niggas with no stripes to be official
Y’all think small, I think Biggie
Y’all whole pass is in danger, ten Mississippi
Al Sharpton in the mirror takin’ selfies
How is him or Pill Cosby s’posed to help me?
Old niggas never accepted me
New niggas is the reason I stopped drinkin’ Dos Equis
We all lose when the family feuds
What’s better than one billionaire? Two
I’ll be damned if I drink some Belvedere while Puff got CÎROC
Y’all need to stop

[Outro: Beyoncé]
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher, higher, higher
Higher, higher
Love me like, love
Higher
Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah
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Like…. yeah, yeah, yeah

Jay-Z – Bam (feat. Damian Marley) (4:44 Album)

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay Z]
Now greetings to the world
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Verse 1: Jay Z]
Shawn was on that gospel shit
I was on the total fuckin’ opposite
Shit, stuff a million dollars in the sock drawer
That’s a war chest in case you need your chest knocked off
Y’all be talkin’ crazy under them IG pictures
So when you get to Hell you tell ’em blanco sent you
I can’t take no threats, I got a set of twins
Those were just the words you’ll never hear again
For the final time you don’t believe these fools
I’ve never seen a worker rock so many jewels
I’ve never seen the runner with so many cars
Y’all couldn’t stop me, you’re not as tough as you say you are
My advice is just don’t be too nice to niggas
Just set the price so niggas’ll live your live, my nigga
Once upon a time in the projects
Shawn was in flight mode, I bought a Pyrex
I was in fight mode and now it’s "fuck me, mijo"
I was movin’ them kilos, help you move your peoples
Sometimes you need your ego, gotta remind these fools
Who they effin’ with, and we got FN’s too
Before we had A&R’s, we had AR’s too
We the only ones really movin’ like y’all say y’all do
We still movin’ like y’all niggas say y’all did
Emory passed you niggas and he did a bid
Ty Ty jumped over niggas and he’s like 5’6"
Got the heart of a giant, don’t you ever forget
Don’t you never forget, Jigga got this shit poppin’
I pulled out the pot when we was outta options

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay Z]
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Rude boy no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Verse 2: Jay Z]
Put that drum in your ear, don’t get Srem’d
I’ll Bobby Shmurda anybody you heard of
Niggas could not be further, I fathered your style
Birth of a Nation, Nat Turner style
Uh, y’all make me turn up all this talkin’ down
Uh, niggas is skippin’ leg day just to run they mouth
I be skippin’ leg day, I still run the world
I pressed ahead of your team with one finger curled
I’ll line you all up with one finger wave
Make niggas weave, niggas is out here fake
Laced front to the back, don’t front
Y’all gonna make me wig, I’ma give y’all what you want

[Chorus: Damian Marley and Jay Z]
Gangsta no live in a tenement yard
Dreadlocks no live in a tenement yard
Too much watchy, watchy, watchy
Too much su, su, su, su, su
Them chatty, chatty, chatty
Them su, su, su, su, su
Fuck all this pretty Shawn Carter shit nigga, HOV

[Outro: Damian Marley]
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I’ll come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam yeah, loud
I miss a what a bam bam (Do it, Jay!)
Can’t you see it’s my ambition
I’ll come to nice up the whole nation
What a bam bam
What a bam bam
I don’t give a God damn
I don’t give a God damn
When mi come a dance and mi spliff and Guinness
Yow, crowd of people–go and mind yuh business
This a hunting season
Mek I tell you hunting season
Well, I tell ya something season
Yow this a hunting season
Cake and dumpling season
Spinners and dumpling season
Don’t play by the king
Love is all I and I bring you know
Voice of the one pon gully banking
Top ranking, keep it skanking
Ooh wee, huh
Hear me now

Jay-Z – Moonlight (4:44 Album)

[Intro]
Yeah, got Lil Cos up here with me
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
We stuck in La La Land
Even when we win, we gon’ lose
We got the same fuckin’ flows
I don’t know who is who
We got the same fuckin’ watch
She don’t got time to choose
We stuck in La La Land
We got the same fuckin’ moves

[Verse 1]
Y’all fuck the same fuckin’ chicks
I’m in the skrt with ya—yeah, right
I’m the skrt with ya—cool story
I’m on the ch—’nough of this
Look, I know killers, you no killer, huh?
Bathing Ape maybe not a gorilla, huh?
Glorified seat filler, huh?
Stop walkin’ around like y’all made Thriller, huh?
Fake Dracos all in the videos
We sure we shoot ’em in my city though
I don’t post no threats on the Internet
I just pose a threat, blame Lenny S for that
I don’t be on the ‘Gram goin’ ham
Givin’ information to the pork, that’s all spam
Please don’t talk about guns
That you ain’t never gon’ use
Y’all always tell on y’all self
I’m just so fuckin’ confused

[Chorus]
Y’all stuck in La La Land
Even when we win, we gon’ lose
Y’all got the same fuckin’ flows
I don’t know who is who
We got the same fuckin’ watch
She don’t got time to choose
We stuck in La La Land
We got the same fuckin’ moves

[Verse 2]
Y’all niggas still signin’ deals? Still?
After all they done stole, for real?
After what they done to our Lauryn Hill?
And y’all niggas is ‘posed to be trill?
That’s real talk when you behind on your taxes
And you pawned all your chains
And they run off with your masters
And took it to Beverly Hills
While we in Calabasas
And my head is scratchin’
‘Cause that shit is backwards
That shit ain’t right
Lucian is cool but Lucian don’t write
Doug ain’t this tight, so
Fuck what we sellin’
Fuck is we makin’?
‘Cause their grass is greener
‘Cause they always rakin’ in mo’
Nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah

Jay-Z – Marcy Me (4:44 Album)

[Intro]
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant
The livest one representing BK to the fullest
Bastards duckin’ when Hov be buckin’
Chicken-heads be cluckin’

[Verse 1]
Back when ratchet was a ratchet and the vixen was a vixen
And Jam Master Jay was alive I was mixin’
Cookin’ coke in the kitchen
Back when Rodman was a Piston
Mike was losin’ to Isiah, but he soon would get his sixth one
Gave birth to my verbal imagination
Assume a virtue if you have not
Or better yet here’s a verse from Hamlet
"Lord, we know who we are
Yeah, we know not what we may be"
So maybe I’m the one or maybe I’m crazy
I’m from Marcy houses, where the boys die by the thousand
Back when Pam was on Martin
Yeah, that’s where it all started
When Denzel was blottin’ carpet, I’d pack a nine millimeter
When Slick Rick made "Mona Lisa"
When Lisa Bonet was Beyoncé of her day, I had divas, y’all
Think I just popped up in this bitch like a fetus? Nah
Pregnant pause, give you some second thoughts
There’s room on the bandwagon, don’t abort
Marcy me

[Verse 2]
Marcy me
Streets is my artery, the vein of my existence
I’m the Gotham City heartbeat
I started in lobbies now, probably with Saudis
Sufi to the goofies, I could probably speak Farsi
That’s poetry read a coca leaf from my past
Came through the bushes smellin’ like roses
I need a trophy just for that
Old Brooklyn not this new shit, shift feel like a spoof
Fat laces in your shoe I’m talkin’ bustin’ off the roof
Hold a Uzi vertical, let the thing smoke
Y’all flirtin’ with death, I be winkin’ through the scope
Shout out to all the murderers turned murals
Plural fuck the Federal Bureau
Shout out to Nostrand Ave., Flushing Ave., Myrtle
All the County of Kings, may your ground stay fertile
Shout out to Big Poppa, Daddy Kane, heroes
Thus concludin’ my concerto; Marcy me

[Outro: The-Dream]
Must be in the air
Oh, can’t walk away, I know, I know
Just the way I was raised
I know, I know, I know
Oh Marcy, Marcy me
Just the way I am always gonna be
I ain’t gonna change, no
Marcy, Marcy me, just the way I am
(Como as minhas [mãos?] tocando aquí
Eu não canto do mundo, o meu tempo…)

Jay-Z – Legacy (4:44 Album)

[Intro: Blue Ivy Carter]
Daddy, what’s a will?

[Verse 1]
Take those moneys and spread ‘cross families
My sisters, Hattie and Lou, the nephews, cousins and TT
Eric, the rest to B for whatever she wants to do
She might start an institute
She might put poor kids through school
My stake in Roc Nation should go to you
Leave a piece for your siblings to give to their children too
TIDAL, the champagne, D’USSÉ, I’d like to see
A nice peace-fund ideas from people who look like we
We gon’ start a society within a society
That’s major, just like the Negro League
There was a time America wouldn’t let us ball
Those times are now back, just now called Afro-tech
Generational wealth, that’s the key
My parents ain’t have shit, so that ship started with me
My mom took her money, she bought me bonds
That was the sweetest thing of all time, uh

[Chorus]
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
Black excellence baby, you gon’ let ’em see
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
Black excellency, baby, let ’em see

[Verse 2]
I’ve been listenin’ to Wu-Tang and niggas like
"Your seed, married his seed, married my seed"
That’s how we keep Carter money all in the family
You see, my father, son of a preacher man
Whose daughter couldn’t escape the reach of the preacher’s hand
That charge of energy set all the Carters back
It took all these years to get to zero in fact
I hated religion ’cause here was this Christian
He was preachin’ Sundays, versus how he was livin’ Monday
Someday I forgive him
‘Cause strangely our division led to multiple religions
I studied Muslim, Buddhist, and Christians
And I was runnin’ from him, He was givin’ me wisdom
See how the universe works?
It takes my hurt and help me find more of myself
It’s a gift and a curse
That’s called the red queens race

[Bridge]
You run this hard just to stay in place
Keep up the pace, baby
Keep up the pace
You run this hard just to stay in place

[Chorus]
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
Black excellence, you gon’ let ’em see
Legacy, Legacy, Legacy, Legacy
Black excellency, baby, let ’em see

[Outro: Donny Hathaway]
Day, someday, someday we’ll all
Someday we’ll all be free

Calvin Harris – Slide (feat. Frank Ocean & Migos) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

I might
Empty my bank account
And buy that boy with a pipe
Buy that boy with a pipe
I might, I might
Empty my bank account
And buy that boy with a pipe
Buy that boy with a pipe
I might
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this? (I might)
Put some spotlight on the slide
Whatever comes, comes through clear
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this? (I might)
Put some spotlight on the side
And whatever comes, comes through clear
All this jewelry ain’t no use when it’s this dark
It’s my favorite part, we see the lights, they got so far
It went too fast, we couldn’t reach it with our arms
Wrist on a wrist, a link of charm (oh yeah)
Laying, we’re still a link apart
It’s like we could die here all young
Like we could dye hair all blonde
If we could see in twenty twin
Twice we could see it ’til the end
Put that spotlight on her face (spotlight)
Put that spotlight on her face (ah, yeah)
We gon’ pipe up and turn up (pipe up)
We gon’ light up and burn up (burn up)
Mama too hot like a (like what?)
Mama too hot like a furnace (furnace)
I got a hundred G’s in my Goyard (G’s)
My diamonds gon’ shine when the lights dark (shine)
You and I take a ride down the boulevard (yeah)
And your friends really wanna break us apart
Good Lord
Good gracious
Starin’ at my diamonds while I’m hoppin’ out a spaceship
Need your information, take vacation to Malaysia
You my baby, the paparazzi flashin’ crazy
She swallowed the bottle
While I sit back and smoke gelato
Walk in my mansion, twenty thousand painting, Picasso
Bitches be dippin’, dabbin’ with niggas like a nacho
Took off her panties, diamonds dancin’ like Rick Riccardo
She havin’ it
Went to college workin’ on her bachelor
I know you got a past, I got a past, that’s in the back of us
Average, I’mma make a million on the average
I’m ridin’ with no brain, bitch, I’m out of it
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this? (I might)
Put some spotlight on the slide
Whatever comes, comes through clear
Do you slide on all your nights like this?
Do you try on all your nights like this?
Put some spotlight on the side
And whatever comes, comes through clear
I might empty my bank account (ooh)
And buy that boy with a pipe (ooh, yeah)
Buy that boy with a pipe
I might, I might (slide)
Empty my bank account (ooh, slide)
And buy that boy with a pipe (slide, yeah)
Buy that boy with a pipe
I might

Calvin Harris – Cash Out (feat. Schoolboy Q, Partynextdoor & D.R.A.M.) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Intro]
You can rock it, you can sock it
You can even put on your brand new jacket
Because I’m the man who can put you in the musical brackets

[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
Uh, party like it’s 1980
Where the afro shiny and the girls all purty
Where the white girl molly
And a dark-skinned Kylie, can I rock both bodies? Ayy
New ‘Rari, how I ride, both shotty, uh
Keep it table, can we boogie on the floor?
I’ve been stressin’ all week, tryna clear it through the door now
Ballin’ like LeBron now, shots like a pro now
Hella weed, yeah, it goes ’round
Let me tell you how it goes down
I ain’t drivin’ when it’s goin’, now pour me another cup
This your favorite song on, don’t tell me you in a rush
When I give you all I have, you tell me it ain’t enough
I’ve been tryna clear our mind and wine and dine ya
See I know just how you like it, I’ll back behind ya
If I look up at the stars, ain’t hard to find ya, ayy

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & Starrah]
Passin’ all them neighbors, cash out (cash out)
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris, dash out (dash out)
‘Member all them nights we used to trap out?
Now we count until we pass out
Passin’ all them neighbors, cash out (cash out)
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris, dash out (dash out)
‘Member all them nights we used to trap out?
Now we count it up until we pass out

[Verse: 2 Schoolboy Q]
Yo, uh, we gon’ party like it’s 1980
In a buggy-eyed ‘Cedes or a dopeboy Caddy
With a nickel bag baggie, gold Rolex
Timin’ for your climax climbin’, got the bedsheets jumpin’
With your heartbeat poppin’ and your love keep comin’
Shake somethin’, break somethin’, shit I’m tryna work somethin’
Show you right, motorbike, you could ride me overnight, uh
Never been one to judge, we rushin’ back to the club
Put it down from above, your body my only drug
We do it like Vegas, rich and famous
We doin’ it major, we wakin’ the neighbors

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & Starrah]
Passin’ all them neighbors, cash out (cash out)
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris, dash out (dash out)
‘Member all them nights we used to trap out?
Now we count until we pass out
Passin’ all them neighbors, cash out (cash out)
Smashin’ all them ‘Raris, dash out (dash out)
‘Member all them nights we used to trap out?
Now we count it up until we pass out

[Bridge: D.R.A.M.]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oooohhh
Say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Say yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah) yeah, yeah
Okay, okay, okay, it’s on, hey

[Verse 3: D.R.A.M.]
Let’s party like the ’70s
Blowin’ on hella tree
Broccoli and collard greens (collard greens)
It don’t matter to me, yeah, yeah
Let’s party like the ’70s
Blowin’ on hella tree
Broccoli and collard greens (collard greens)
It don’t matter to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let’s party like the ’70s
Blowin’ on hella tree
Broccoli and collard greens (collard greens)
It don’t matter to me, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let’s party like the 70’s
Blowing on hella tree
Broccoli and collard greens (collard greens)
It don’t matter to me, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro: D.R.A.M.]
’70s, hella tree
Collard greens, to me
We play, babe

Calvin Harris – Heatstroke (feat. Young Thug, Pharrell Williams & Ariana Grande) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

Won’t you please
Slow it down?
I’m tryna talk to you, darlin’
Tryna walk with you, darlin’
Do you hear me?
And no-no-no-no-nobody can stop it
The love you got from me
And every time, I look out at my seat today
They chase, they flash they flash, yes
Tell me how you feel right now
‘Cause all I wanna do is keep it real right now
I’m tryna beat it up, Beat Pills right now
Athletic in the sheets, I got skills right now
Break bread with some red baby hair
Ballin’ in the club, Ace of Spades, yeah
Pop that bitch and spray it like ‘Raid’
Yellow diamonds on you like a glass of lemonade
QB, I’ll throw it
Teeth white, Newports
I won’t need, like shorts
80 thousand dollar Birkin bag in the Porsche
I’m tryna fuck with you ’til we on life support
I’ll split it with you if we get half of Michael Jordan
No toilet tissue, I shit on niggas ’cause life is short (facts)
No passport to go with me, I had to get deported
Release, let go, and have a good time
Have a good, have a good time, yeah
Have a good, have a good time
Release (release), let go (let go), and have a good time
Let’s have a good, have a good time, ow
When you do things like this
And you set me free
How can anyone get tired?
When you do things like this
And you set me free
I think I’ve just been inspired
Oh babe
Jeffery!
Brand new chapter of a real you
She got every red bottom like a baboon
Hunnid’ bottles in the club, real one room
Girl you gotta keep up with a boss move
King of the jungle, tycoon
Everybody thinking that’s a cartoon
We just wanna party, way back in the war room
Do you want some? No I don’t, son
Tryna watch me ballin’, do you want money?
I’m just tryna turn up, tryna work something
Shawty suck the dick good, she wanna fuck it first
Hey mista, you a rat burn
Good hair down her back
Rich nigga, I like ’em ratchet
Fuck it up, throw it back
No shave, Brazilian wax
Release, let go, and have a good time
Have a good, have a good time, yeah
Have a good, have a good time
Release (release), let go (let go), and have a good time
Let’s have a good, have a good time, ow
When you do things like this
And you set me free
How can anyone get tired?
Oh, when you do things like this
And you set me free
I think I’ve just been inspired
When you do things like this
And you set me free, boy
How can anyone get tired?
When you do things like this
And you set me free
I think I’ve just been inspired
Hey babe
I could sweat like this all night
Oh, heatstroke, oh
I think you opened my eyes

Calvin Harris – Rollin (feat. Future & Khalid) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Chorus: Khalid]
I’ve been rollin’ on the freeway
I’ve been riding 85
I’ve been thinking way too much
And I’m way too gone to drive
I’ve got anger in my chest
I’ve got millions on my mind
And you didn’t fit the picture
So I guess you weren’t the vibe
I’ve been rollin’ on the freeway
I’ve been riding 85
I’ve been thinking way too much
And I’m way too gone to drive
I’ve got anger in my chest
I’ve got millions on my mind
And you didn’t fit the picture
So I guess you weren’t the vibe

[Verse 1: Future]
Got L-O-V-E on my right leg, that’s Gucci (get what I’m sayin’?)
Got L-O-V-E on my main ho, that’s Pucci (get what I’m sayin’?)
Caught a lil’ jetlag but I’m golden, damn
We deserve Grammys and some Oscars, damn
They deserve Whammy’s, they imposters
I be rollin’ with my project homies, it’s a vibe
I just did some pills with the homie, it’s a vibe
Bend her over, switch sides, it’s a vibe, yah

[Refrain: Future]
I come through with strippers and some shottas
I gotta accept that I’m a monster
I pull up in several different options
Not all, but most of ’em came topless
I’ll shatter your dreams with this cream I make (cream I make)
Gotta be on codeine to think of shit I say (shit I say)
I can’t feel my toes and ain’t gon’ fold up (fold up)
I was in the double R when I rolled up (when I rolled up)

[Chorus: Khalid]
I’ve been rollin’ on the freeway
I’ve been riding 85
I’ve been thinking way too much
And I’m way too gone to drive
I’ve got anger in my chest
I’ve got millions on my mind
And you didn’t fit the picture
So I guess you weren’t the vibe
I’ve been rollin’ on the freeway
I’ve been riding 85
I’ve been thinking way too much
And I’m way too gone to drive
I’ve got anger in my chest
I’ve got millions on my mind
And you didn’t fit the picture
So I guess you weren’t the vibe

[Verse 2: Future]
Pluto
Gotta dig what I’m sayin’, Chanel drapes on me, baby
Gotta dig what I’m sayin’, she look like she’s sponsored by Mercedes
Dig what I’m sayin’, this Creed cologne is on me, baby (you dig?)
Dig what I’m sayin’? I’m goin’ hard (hard, yeah)
I pop bubbly in your memory
You should be glad I’m showin’ you sympathy (showin’ you sympathy)
I gave you real love out the gutter (out the gutter)
Ever let you go, you gon’ suffer (you gon’ suffer from it)

[Refrain: Future]
I come through with strippers and some shottas (shottas)
I gotta accept that I’m a monster
I pull up in several different options
Not all, but most of ’em came topless
I’ll shatter your dreams with this cream I make (cream I make)
Gotta be on codeine to think of shit I say (shit I say)
I can’t feel my toes and ain’t gon’ fold up (fold up)
I was in the double R when I rolled up (when I rolled up)

[Outro: Khalid & Future]
Yeah, L-O-V-E on my right leg
Nah Hendrix overload, dig what I’m sayin’?
I feel like I should be giving up
You can leave if it’s too much
But I’m tired of you leading me on, oh no
I don’t like where this shit is going
I’ve been stuck in all your apologies
Gave my all but you want more from me
Keep your love, it doesn’t feel the same
I hope it hurts you when you’re hearin’ my name

Calvin Harris – Prayers Up (feat. Travis Scott & A-Trak) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Take a molly like a million (five point)
My lil’ girl like, "What you doin’?" (flash one)
I’m just tryna even out my eyes (ride)
Sip and sip ’til I feel like a God (God)
Yeah, my cup overflowin’ (you know it, you know it)
Fucked up and you know it (you know it, you know it)
I swear I feel like I’m floatin’ (let’s ride)
Feel like everybody knows it (ride)

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah (yeah)
Everybody must know it (ooh)
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Tell the world, yeah, I’m floatin’ (it’s lit)
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this
Never had blessings gettin’ less to this
My God, I know where the blessing is
Thank God, I know where the blessing is

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Prayers up
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup (ooh)
Whole squad sending prayers up (yeah-e-yeah)
My God, I know where the blessing is (yeah)
Thank God, I know where the blessing is (yeah)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Smokin’ loud, like to pour lean (pour lean)
Luxury wheels that you know we in (know we in)
Mama said she wants me in the church (praise God)
Before the day they put me in a hearse (thank God)
But I just feel like God when the liquor is (straight up)
If only God can judge me, then I’m innocent (straight up)
Cause every time I’m adding up my dividends (yeah)
At the same time I add my blessings up (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Travis Scott]
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah (straight up)
Everybody must know it (straight up)
Yeah, I’m up, yeah, I’m up, yeah (yeah)
Tell the world, yeah, I’m floatin’ (ooh)
They ain’t think I’d ever go and flex like this (ooh)
Never had blessings gettin’ less to this
My God, I know where the blessing is (ooh)
Thank God, I know where the blessing is (ooh)

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Prayers up
Whole squad sending prayers up (prayers up)
Purple drank in my prayer cup (prayer cup)
Whole squad sending prayers up
Purple drank in my prayer cup (ooh)
Whole squad sending prayers up (yeah-e-yeah)
My God, I know where the blessing is (yeah)
Thank God, I know where the blessing is (yeah)

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Straight up, up, alright
Straight up, yeah
It’s lit, busy, busy, busy, busy
Alright, ooh
Straight up, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I’m up, yeah

Calvin Harris – Holiday (feat. Snoop Dogg, John Legend & Takeoff) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Look, open your eyes, déjà vu
In ways I knew my focus remains on you
I’m so true, I love that, ’cause who woulda knew?
LBC, me? Do what it do
Question: is your bath water ready for ya?
‘Cause I could be the man for ya
Baby, are your bills paid?
Were those dinner reservations made?
The whistles, the bells, how ’bout your hair?
What about your nails?
See I can have it done for ya
Looks like I’m the one for ya
I’ll crack the whip
And get a little action in here, my dear
But first, relax a bit
The questions and answers are clear

[Chorus: John Legend]
A holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you

[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Takeoff
Smile at you (smile) I got my eyes on you (eyes)
I wanna climb on you
Can I ride with you? (can I?) touch the sky with you? (phew)
A-huh-huh-huh-huh
Say the place and we go where you wanna go (where?)
She say Rodeo, I say I’m thinking ’bout Tokyo (Tokyo)
With the top gone, won’t turn up the stereo (stereo)
Singing every word of my song that’s on radio (aye)
I’ma roll one, I know that you don’t smoke (I know)
Sit back, let your mind float (phew) never give up hope (no)
And if ya got a problem, let me know (let me know)
I try my best to keep you close
The life we in, no boss to match ’em on the ropes (ooh)
If I’m top ten, to win, I gotta be the GOAT (GOAT)
I feel like when I step in (what?) gotta make an announcement
But y’all know (but y’all know)

[Chorus: John Legend]
A holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday
What you wanna do? Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday

[Outro: John Legend]
Ahhhh, yeah, whoa yeah
I wanna make everyday, make it a day, ayy

Calvin Harris – Skrt On Me (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Intro]
Young Money

[Verse 1]
Said, baby, no, no, no, no, no
You know my loving ain’t free, babe
Won’t make you do what you don’t wanna do
What you don’t wanna do, no that ain’t me, babe
Said, baby, nah nah nah, I ain’t with the drama
That ain’t what I need
I need your ten heart now, need your ten toes down, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
Said if you ride, baby, ride up
Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
And you and me, we can shine up
So, baby, come make your mind up
Said if you ride, baby, ride up
Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
And you and me, we can shine up
So, baby, come make your mind up

[Chorus]
Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
But if you with it, wine up on me
‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

[Verse 2]
Said, baby, I-I-I got so used to it being on a creep, babe
Yeah, maybe I-I-I got so used to just giving you the least, babe
But nowadays, I need more from ya
I need something I can keep
Said nowadays, I need real
Nowadays, I need you to take the lead

[Pre-Chorus]
Said if you ride, baby, ride up
Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
And you and me, we can shine up
So, baby, come make your mind up
Said if you ride, baby, ride up
Pull up from behind, baby, wine up
And you and me, we can shine up
So, baby, come make your mind up

[Chorus]
Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
But if you with it, wine up on me
‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

[Verse 3]
Ay yo, bring in the blunt, Emily Blunt
Platinum back, ice bling in the front
I’ma land the jump, Yao Ming the dunk
And I’m playing the field, Brad Wing the punt
I’ma tell him I love him in the foreign and cuff him
Whips in immigration, everything on them is custom
Now they calling me Billy, I’m the goat
No Achilles heel since I left Philly
Countin’ them millis to billis
Beep beep beep beep, put the hurt on me
Yeah, I’m wearing jeans, but he put the skirt on me
Rode him to sleep, and then I put his shirt on me
Pussy clean, these niggas ain’t got no dirt on me
Gotta play it by my rules, so I swerve on him
Got my cash money, you can ask Bird or Slim
Took him to my paradise, silk ribbon my linen
Now he got a big thing for Caribbean women

[Chorus]
Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
But if you with it, wine up on me
‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
Baby, babe, I need you to skrt on me, babe
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe
But if you with it, wine up on me
‘Cause the hips don’t lie, baby
Drop down, luv seh you nuh eye me
Don’t know ’cause you keep telling me your love ain’t free, babe

Calvin Harris – Feels (feat. Pharrell, Katy Perry & Big Sean) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
Hey!
Well nothing ever last forever, no
One minute you’re here and the next you’re gone
So I respect you, wanna take it slow
I need a mental receipt to know this moment I owe

[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Do you mind if I steal a kiss? (Chop, chop)
A little souvenir, can I steal it from you?
To memorize the way you shock me
The way you move it here (Hey)
Just wanna feel it from you (Hey)

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Don’t be afraid to catch feels
Ride drop top and chase thrills (Hey)
I know you ain’t afraid to pop pills (Hey)
Baby, I know you ain’t scared to catch feels
Feels with me

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
I’m your window shopper, sucker for your love, oh
I’m wearing your goggles, virtual reality
It ain’t what it cost you, it might be a dollar
As long as it shocks you, memory, electricity

[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Do you mind if I steal a kiss? (Chop, chop)
A little souvenir, can I steal it from you? (Oh, yeah)
To memorize the way you shock me (Zap)
The way you move it here (Hey)
Just wanna feel it from you (Hey)

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Don’t be afraid to catch feels (Ha)
Ride drop top and chase thrills (Oh-oh-oh, oh)
I know you ain’t afraid to pop pills (Hey)
Baby, I know you ain’t scared to catch feels (Straight up)
Feels with me (Woah)

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Goddamn, I know you love to make an entrance
Do you like getting paid or getting paid attention?
You mixed the wrong guys with the right intentions
In the same bed, but it still feel long distance
She’s looking for a little more consistency
But when you stop looking you gon’ find what’s meant to be
And honestly, I’m way too done with the hoes
I cut off all my exes for your x and o’s
I feel my old flings was just preparing me
When I say I want you, say it back, parakeet
Fly in first-class through the air, Airbnb
I’m the best you had, you just be comparing me to me
I’ma ‘at’ this at you, if I put you on my phone
And upload it, it’ll get maximum views
I came in through in the clutch with the lipsticks and phones
Wear your fave cologne just to get you alone

[Chorus: Katy Perry & Big Sean]
Don’t be afraid to catch feels
Don’t be afraid to catch these feels
Ride drop top and chase thrills (Yeah)
I know you ain’t afraid about this (I know)
Baby, I know you ain’t scared to catch feels
Woah, woah, woah
Feels with me

[Outro: Katy Perry & Big Sean]
Don’t be afraid to catch feels (No, no)
Don’t be afraid, baby
Ride drop top and chase thrills (Woah, okay)
I know you ain’t afraid to pop pills
I know, I know, I know, I know
Baby, I know you ain’t scared to catch feels
Feels with me

Calvin Harris – Faking It (feat. Kehlani & Lil Yachty) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Kehlani]
Pray to God, but I’m feeling like he’s going deaf
Now when I lean on you and I got nothing left
Hey, I’ve been wanting to call ya, tell you that I’m sorry
Same old fucking story everybody sing

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
Nowadays, I’m just a bitch to everybody else
(Fuck you and you)
I don’t need no shoulders, I’m good crying by myself
(Fuck you, too)
Moving on to chokers, you know I still adore ya
An unrequited love is just a lover’s hell

[Pre-Chorus: Kehlani]
And I say I’m okay, but I guess I’m a liar
You say you’re okay, but I saw that you liked it
2 AM and faded, I know that’s when you like it
Know that’s when you miss me, know that’s when you crying

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
(Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat)
I’m not gonna act like I don’t love ya baby
‘Cause deep in my mind, girl, I know I do (true)
Tried to search all through the world not well
But I can’t find a girl that lives close like you (no!)
I done made millions of dollars
But I’m still alone until I come home back to you (yah!)
I remember all of the times we were parked by your house
And laughed out on your avenue
Whoa, you can’t front
You’re a stone cold diva (yaah!)
I had to get counseling from my moms
She’s a heartbreak teacher (oh, yah!)
Remember that time
I put those pepperonis on your face, made you a creature
Now I think about you
Every single time I eat pizza, ohh

[Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Why you, why you, why you checking if you’re over it?
Why you, why you say "Let go" if you’re still holding it?
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby
Just a little bit better at faking it than me, baby

[Post-Chorus: Kehlani]
Why you holding me?
Why you holding me?

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Oh, she killed that shit
She was killing it, that was hard, bruh
I didn’t know she could get that high but she killed that
Go Lani, go Lani

Calvin Harris – Hard To Love (feat. Jessie Reyez) (Funk Wav Bounces Vol. 1 Album)

[Verse 1: Jessie Reyez]
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"

[Pre-Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
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

[Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
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?

[Verse 2: Jessie Reyez]
‘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

[Pre-Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
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

[Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
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?

[Bridge: Jessie Reyez]
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
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
I like being ugly, that way if they love me
I know that they love me for real

[Refrain: Jessie Reyez]
Go deeper
Go deeper
Go deeper
Go deep

[Outro: Jessie Reyez]
Oh my God, that feels nuts on its own
That shit feels like fucking
That shit feels like, that shit feels like some ego tripping shit

TLC – No Introduction (Tlc Deluxe Album)

[Intro]
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!
We back!

We’ve been around the world a few times on a mission
Unfamiliar sound that you been hearing know you miss me
I’ve been running around the globe with you
No don’t forget to mention
Left Eye’s still here irreplaceable position
We’re forever CrazySexyCool keep that AC on blast
We gon’ do it in the future like we did it in the past
They know me out in Tijuana
Millions feel the full effect
Comin’ from your speakers

We don’t need no scrubs chasing waterfalls
Just have that red light when the money calls
We don’t need no scrubs chasing waterfalls
Just have that red light when the money calls

[Chorus]
No we don’t need no introduction
No we don’t need no instructions
Yeah we’ve already paved the way
And we don’t got no time to play

[Bridge]
We back!
Call my lawyer
We back!
Call my girls up!
We back!
I thought I told ya
We back!
Cuz it ain’t over
We back!

No we don’t need no introduction
No we don’t need no introduction
No we don’t need no introduction
No we don’t need no introduction

We keep the hits comin’
We keep the party jumpin’
We’re nowhere near done yet
We play in every country
We keep it 100 100
We know you want it want it
Coming from your speakers

[Chorus]
No we don’t need no introduction
No we don’t need no instructions
Yeah we’ve already paved the way
And we don’t got no time to play

[Bridge]
We back!
Call my lawyer
We back!
Call my girls up!
We back!
I thought I told ya
We back!
Cuz it ain’t over
We back!

[Outro]
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!
T, L, TLC!

We back!

TLC – Way Back (Explicit) (Tlc Deluxe Album)

It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
‘Cause we go way back

Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
‘Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? Me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutiona’ly proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
‘Cause we go way back

Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
‘Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
‘Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Some things will never change
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change, you and me

TLC – It’s Sunny (Tlc Deluxe Album)

[Verse]
Now the dark days are gone
And the bright days are here
I can finally see the sun appear
Look at how far we’ve come
Everything is so clear
Can’t believe it’s been another year

[Pre-Chorus]
Your darkest days all fade away
That’s why we say
(Can’t stop me now)
If you believe in destiny then you will see
(Ain’t no stoppin’ now)

[Chorus]
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing

[Verse]
Now the dark days are gone
And the bright days are here
Don’t be trippin’ all over your fears
Cause the good comes after bad
First you cry and then you laugh
As we head into another year

[Pre-Chorus]
So hold on tight
All through the night
Let’s make it right
(Can’t stop me now)
If you believe in destiny then you will see
(Ain’t no stoppin’ now)

[Chorus]
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Sunny!
Sunny!
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Sunny!
Sunny!

[Bridge: Bobby Hebb]
Sunny
Yesterday my life was filled with rain
Sunny
You smiled at me and really eased the pain

[Verse]
Now the dark days are gone
And the bright days are here
I can finally see the sun appear
Look at how far we’ve come
Everything is so clear
Can’t believe it’s been another year

[Pre-Chorus]
Your darkest days all fade away
That’s why we say
(Can’t stop me now)
If you believe in destiny then you will see
(Ain’t no stoppin’ now)

[Chorus]
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Sunny!
Sunny!
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Everybody sing
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Come on and sing
Sunny!
Sunny!

TLC – Haters (Tlc Deluxe Album)

[Verse 1]
Either your butt’s too big
Or your hair’s too long
Or your eyes too wide
Or your head’s too strong
Either you got too much
Or you got too less
Either you’re under woman
Or you’re over dressed (ha!)

[Bridge]
All those opinion’s gonna make you fake
Go on and brush it off it’s just dead weight
Only thing that matters
That you need to know
You’ll only find it in your heart and soul

[Chorus]
Whoa whoa whoa
Haters gonna hate
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway
Whoa whoa whoa
Don’t you ever change
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway

[Verse 2]
If you’re lookin’ good
Then you must be dumb
If you ain’t got money
Then you’re not someone
Either you’re too young to matter
Or you’re way too old (too old)
Public opinion is so hot and cold

[Bridge]
So don’t you listen to a word they say
They gonna keep on talkin’ anyway
Only thing that matters
That you need to know
You’ll only find it in your heart and soul

[Chorus]
Whoa whoa whoa
Haters gonna hate
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway
Whoa whoa whoa
Don’t you ever change
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway

We don’t care what they say
We don’t care let haters hate
People gon’ say what they say
We don’t care about that anyway (anyway)

We don’t care what they say
Don’t you ever ever change
People gon’ say what they say
We don’t care about that anyway (anyway)

[Chorus]
Whoa whoa whoa
Haters gonna hate
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway
Whoa whoa whoa
Don’t you ever change
People gonna say what they say
But we don’t care about that anyway

[Outro]
Whoa whoa whoa
We don’t care about that anyway

TLC – Perfect Girls (Tlc Deluxe Album)

[Verse 1]
Look in the broken mirror
I see the pieces of my face on the floor
What’s it gonna take not to feel like this anymore?
Livin’ for the outside but you’re always lonely
Don’t know who you are when the makeup’s off… who are you?
Doesn’t take much to lose yourself….

[Chorus]
Perfect girls ain’t real…
They hide who they are inside
Perfect girls ain’t real
They live a lie… but…
It’s always on your mind
‘Cause you’re online all the time
Know that perfect girls ain’t real
Gotta learn to love yourself
Gotta learn to love yourself
Inside and out

[Verse 2]
Playin’ the perfect role
Cryin’ deep inside, hoping nobody knows
Tryin’ keep it together
House of cards don’t fold
On every diet, I even starve myself
But he’s still lookin’ at everybody else
Guess it comes down to loving myself

[Chorus]
Perfect girls ain’t real…
They hide who they are inside
Perfect girls ain’t real
They live a lie… but…
It’s always on your mind
‘Cause you’re online all the time
Know that perfect girls ain’t real
Gotta learn to love yourself
Gotta learn to love yourself
Inside and out

[Verse 3]
Alone in the day time
Ragin thoughts going through your mind
Wishin’ you had her life
Wishin’ you was on the other side
You are beautiful inside
Don’t you let ’em still your pride’
You should learn to live your life
For yourself, no one else

[Chorus]
Perfect girls ain’t real…
They hide who they are inside
Perfect girls ain’t real
They live a lie… but…
It’s always on your mind
‘Cause you’re online all the time
Know that perfect girls ain’t real
Gotta learn to love yourself
Gotta learn to love yourself
Inside and out

TLC – Start A Fire (Tlc Deluxe Album)

I can start a fire
Even in your sleep
Maybe we can start a riot
While you rest in me

Taking off like a red eye
I’m the last one to leave
Sippin’ me for a nightcap

Got you bustin’ in your dreams
Oh yeah …oh yeah …oh yeah ….oh
Yeah-ah-ah

You can find me in
Find me in
Find me in your dreams

You can find me in
Find me in
Find me in your dreams
Yeah yeah – find me in your dreams

You can find me in your dreams
…No I won’t be hiding

Baby let’s keep this fire
Burnin’ oh so deep
We can’t stop the riot
‘Cause it feels so good in me….

TLC – American Gold (Tlc Deluxe Album)

[Intro]
Pride starts wars
Seems love has died too soon
When will we try?

[Verse 1]
I’ll give breath to save your life
Bombs are falling from the sky
I’ll be bold enough to fight
By your side, by your side
I think none of us are safe
We been in and out the race
Cries they echo into space
Tragedies we have to face

[Pre-Chorus]
I lost some friends
Some friends that I didn’t want to
I lost some stars
My heart bleeds red, white, and blue
I’ve been in and out of the fire battling for you
Oh, bleeding on American soil

[Chorus]
I bleed American gold
On this American soil
We pay for the price it cost
I bleed this American gold
I cry for the ones I lost
I pray for the ones that don’t
I’m bleeding on American Soil
I’m bleeding this American gold

[Post-Chorus]
I’m bleeding yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m bleeding American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah
It’s leaking from my soul (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m bleeding American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Feeling undefeated
From the ones who try to have power over you
Don’t let them control you
Can’t let them get through, get through
Won’t you let them know right now
You won’t let them drag you
Yeah, you always gon’ pull through, pull through
You’re coming out strong, strong, strong

[Pre-Chorus]
I lost some friends
Some friends that I didn’t want to
I lost some stars
My heart bleeds red, white, and blue
I’ve been in and out of the fire battling for you
Oh, bleeding on American soil

[Chorus]
I bleed American gold
On this American soil
We pay for the price it cost
I bleed this American gold
I cry for the ones I lost
I pray for the ones that don’t
I’m bleeding on American Soil
I’m bleeding this American gold

[Post-Chorus]
I’m bleeding yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m bleeding American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah
It’s leaking from my soul (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m bleeding American gold, gold, gold, yeah, yeah