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Instruction – Jax Jones feat. Demi Lovato lyrics

Lyrics Jax Jones – Instruction

All my ladies
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instruction.

You see me I do what I gotta do, oh yeah
On the guest list, no need to queue, oh yeah
Me and my crew, we got the juice, oh yeah
So come here, let me mentor you, well.

Some say I’m bossy ’cause I am the boss
Buy anything, I don’t care what it cost
Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino
If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross.

All my ladies
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instruction
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instruction.

(Step one)
Report to the dance floor when I say, oh yeah
(Step two)
Tell mom you’ll be out till late, oh yeah
(Step three)
Pull up your bumper, cock up your waist, oh yeah
(Step four)
Grab somebody, now face to face and say.

Say that you’re bossy ’cause you are the boss
Buy anything, you don’t care what it costs
Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino
If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross.

All my ladies
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon.

Yo, see me ‘av everyting what you want, put it pon me
They dunno the realest star ’cause she don’t play
They say I’m loco when me do me thing
Gyal ofe bakok bakok banem versuri-lyrics.info
Gyal aset bakok bakok banem
(All my ladies) bad gyal, bad gyal
Lovin’ anything, lovin’ anything, say I lovin’ anything
Bad gyal, bad gyal, mashin’ up di ting, mash up the di ting banem.

Say that you’re bossy ’cause you are the boss
Buy anything, you don’t care what it costs
Stacked like casino, Armani, Moschino
If you’re The Supreme then I’m Diana Ross.

All my ladies
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon
Wind to the left, sway to the right
Drop it down low and take it back high
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon.

B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooon
B***h, I don’t need introduction
Follow my simple instructiooonnn.
Jax Jones lyrics
Video Jax Jones

Camasa – Lidia Buble versuri

Versuri Lidia Buble – Camasa

Nu as putea vreodata sa spun nu
Nici frigul nu ridica pielea cum mi-o ridici tu
Pui pe repeat iar Barry White
Vinul e rece mereu, in contrast cu sufletu’.(camasa)

Da’ poti lasa la mine o camasaaa,
Cand te intorci sa stii ca esti acasa.
Sa am ce lua in graba, dimineata.
Versuri-lyrics.info
Eu te-as purta pe mine si-o viata. (x2)

Da’ poti lasa la mine o camasaaa,
Cand te intorci sa stii ca esti acasa.
Sa am ce lua in graba, dimineata.
Eu te-as purta pe mine si-o viata.(x2)

Pe mine si-o viataaa..
Versuri Lidia Buble
Video Lidia Buble

Home – Nickelback lyrics

Lyrics Nickelback – Home

Lying awake, did it again for Christ’s sake
Shoulda told her to go, and I know it
But she tasted like homeee
Yeah, she tasted like home
I did what I did, can’t say “hey man, I’m just a kid.”
Saw the lie in my eyes, couldn’t hide it
Cause she tasted like home
Yeah, she tasted like home.

Well, homeee ain’t what I’d call it
When I’m the only ghost walkin’ through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this liar versuri-lyrics.info
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I’d rather be alone, in a house that’s not a homeee.

The pain in my heart’s ’cause we’re a thousand miles apart
I’ve got no one to blame for the shame
‘Cause she’s waiting back home
I hope she’s waiting back homeee
Stupid to think that I could blame it on the drink
Now I’m trying to stall, making calls to someone back homeee
I hope there’s someone back homeee.

Well, homeee ain’t what I’d call it
When I’m the only ghost walkin’ through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this liar
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I’d rather be alone, in a house that’s not a homeee.

I walk through the door and there’s no light on anymore
Must have known all along I was wrong
Cause there’s no one at homeee
No one’s waiting back homeee.

Well, homeee ain’t what I’d call it
When I’m the only ghost walkin’ through the hallways
The pain gets so much clearer
When the one to blame is standing in the mirror
This fool, this liar
Lit a match and set his life on fire
I guess I’d rather be alone, in a house that’s not a homeeeee.
Nickelback lyrics
Video Nickelback

Understand me – Conor Maynard lyrics

Lyrics Conor Maynard – Understand me

Every day when the night falls and it’s just you and me
Feelin’ like you’re made of stone and I ain’t got an iron key
Can we vibe with the lights off? Tell me what do you see
Feelin’ like you’re made of stone.(understand me)

Baby if you could understand me I wouldn’t feel so empty
I don’t wanna let you go ever let you go
Say you understand me
I’ll give you my everything if you need let me go
Ever let me go I won’t let you go.

I won’t let you gooo. (x3)

Can’t decide if you’re the right one in your eyes I see
We’re riding on a tide that turns how funny is the irony
Like you’re alive wit’ a mic on tell me do you ride for me
Breakin’ down your the walls.

Baby if you could understand me I wouldn’t feel so empty
I don’t wanna let you go ever let you go
Say you understand me
I’ll give you my everything if you need let me go
Ever let me go I won’t let you go.

I won’t let you go.

I can’t lie to you
I keep on trying to meet you where you are
I don’t know what to do
Can’t say good bye to you
I cannot lie to you
I keep on trying to meet you where you are
I still make time for you ‘cause I can’t say good bye to you.

Baby if you could understand me I wouldn’t feel so empty
I don’t wanna let you go ever let you go
Say you understand me versuri-lyrics.info
I’ll give you my everything if you need let me go
Ever let me go I won’t let you go.

Oh yeah-yeah oooo
I won’t let you go
I won’t let you go
No I’m not letting you go
I won’t let you go
I’m not letting go.

‘Cause I won’t let you gooo.
Conor Maynard lyrics
Video me

Harder – Tiesto feat. KSHMR & Talay Riley lyrics

Lyrics Tiesto – Harder

Come meet me by the sun
I don’t know what you have to lose
Hold me close when you go
Bring your love, Bring your love.(harder)

Keep on spinning and spinning and spinning
In your arms, babe
Going deeper and deeper and deeper
And still falling
I keep hearing and hearing and hearing
The night calling
Going deeper and deeper.

Harder all night long
Give up ..
Harder all night long
Time to do it
Hardeeer all night long
Give up ..
Hardeeer all night long
Can we do it?

Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Lagiyaan Ne Jaaniyaan
Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Lagiyaan Ne Jaaniyaan.

Paint your heart in my hands
..
Calm is storming my head
With your love, with your love.

Keep on spinning and spinning and spinning
In your arms, babe
Going deeper and deeper and deeper
And still falling versuri-lyrics.info
I keep hearing and hearing and hearing
The night calling
Going deeper and deeper.

Hardeeer all night long
Give up ..
Hardeeer all night long
Time to do it
Hardeeer all night long
Give up ..
Hardeeer all night long
Can we do it?

Ho Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Lagiyaan Ne Jaaniyaan
Desdiyaan Aaundiyaan
Lagiyaan Ne Jaaniyaan.

Hardeeer all night long
Give up ..
Hardeeer all night long
Time to do it
Hardeeer all night long
Give up ..
Hardeeer all night long
Can we do ittt?
Tiesto lyrics
Video Tiesto

No auge – Mc Guime letra

Letra Mc Guime – No auge

Se eu tô no auge
Ela corre atrás
Se eu tô de Audi
Olha a cara que ela faz.

Mas eu sei bem qual é
Tu quer carona, né?!
Queria ver nas antiga
Quando eu andava a pé.

Hoje tá fácil
Tá tudo mais prático
De conversível
Banco de couro no plástico
As notas no elástico
Aí fica lindo, né?!
Versuri-lyrics.info
Mudei de cargo
De funcionário
Me tornei empresário
Salário mínimo ficou pra trás
Hoje eu que pago o salário.

Dá uma frisada no Bright
Ouro 18 quilates
Quando ela me vê de Audi passando na rua
Ela empina pro pai
Minha vida é uma viagem
Nela eu só tô de passagem
Falando em passagem, partiu
Tô indo pra Dubaiii.
Mc Guime letras
Video auge

Jump – Droeloe feat. Nevve lyrics

Lyrics Droeloe – Jump

I was thinking that, maybe when you come back, you could come with me
F*ck work, fall in love right now and spend all our money
Jump with me
Juuump with me

I’ve been feeling it, buzzing in my fingertips
Wanna try it out
Versuri-lyrics.info
Get lost, get far away
And do what we wanna do now
Juuump with me
Juuump with me

Juuump with me. (x4)

And I know, and I know the odds are always stacked against us
Even though, even though we’re young and trying doe dah doe doe dah doe
Baby don’t, baby don’t get no
And I know, and I know da la da da da daaaa

Jump with meee. (x4)
Droeloe lyrics
Video Droeloe

DJ KHALED – Wild Thoughts lyrics

Another one
We The Best music
DJ Khaled

I don’t know if you could take it
Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked
I wanna be your baby, baby, baby
Spinning and it’s wet just like it came from Maytag
White girl wasted on that brown liquor
When I get like this I can’t be around you
I’m too lit to dim down a notch
‘Cause I could name some thangs that I’m gon’ do

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Let’s go!

I hope you know I’m for the takin’
You know this cookie is for the baking (ugh)
Kitty, kitty, baby give that thing some rest
‘Cause you done beat it like the ’68 Jets
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m rockin’ with ya
Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m shinin’ with ya
Just keep it white and black as if I’m ya sista
I’m too hip to hop around town out here with ya

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Ayy, I heard that pussy for the taking
I heard it got these other niggas goin’ crazy
Yeah I treat you like a lady, lady
Fuck you ’til you’re burned out, cremation
Make it cream, yeah, Wu-Tang
Throw that ass back, bouquet
Call me and I can get it juicy
I can tell you’re gone off the D’usse
Careful mama watch what you say
You talking to me like ya new bae
Girl, talking to me like you tryna do things
Now that pipe got her running like she Usain, baby
You made me drown in it, touche, baby
I’m carrying that water, Bobby Boucher, baby
You know I’ma slaughter like I’m Jason
Bust it, why you got it on safety?
White girl wasted on brown liquor
I probably shouldn’t be around you
‘Cause you get wild, wild, wild
You looking like there’s nothing that you won’t do
Ayy, girl that’s when I told you

Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

DJ Khaled!
Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild
When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Young Thug – Relationship Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Shinin’ hard ’cause we back up
Rose gold from your neck up
You know you gon’ get stopped tryna check us
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want ’em to myself
Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
No baby, your collection, won’t stand for it
You know you’re in relationship with all us
I get a few texts a day sayin’, “It’s all yours”
I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs
Get in your bag, uh, yeah, get in your bag, uh
Hundred new purse for a brat, uh, come to the street, new Jag
Chart broke, bitch ’bout to drag
Nigga had M’s ‘fore ass
Got a brand new bitch, who that?
Rock the flooded AP, all black
White toes, give me a tan
Cocaine, kilo tan
All a bitch wanna do is shine
Audemars, pick which kind
I made you a starter
You went from a dime to a quarter
I Chico DeBarge it
I’m leaving that loud in apartments, yeah
Don’t play with a sergeant, I’m ready to spoil it
She suck on my dick, I’m hidin’ in the closet
I’m hidin’ the dope, three mil’ in the room
You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons

[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Shinin’ hard ’cause we back up
Rose gold from your neck up
You know you gon’ get stopped tryna check us
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want ’em to myself
Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Future]
I don’t do jet-skis
Give me the yacht please
I made you queen status
Check out my lean status
I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I put my dick inside her mouth before she left
Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes
I put my dick right in her mouth before she act
I got your bitch in a backpack
I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack
I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room
Got a penthouse in the back, it ain’t my main room
Tamika, Jo and Porsche kept it silent
That’s the only reason I let ’em fly private

[Chorus: Young Thug & Future]
Shinin’ hard ’cause we back up
Rose gold from your neck up
You know you gon’ get stopped tryna check us
Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
I’m in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
I need to cut some of ’em off, I need help
I got some bad tings, I want ’em to myself
Had to take the time to cut ’em off, I need help
I know how to make the girls go crazy
When you treat her like your number one baby
Put my bitches on yachts, we don’t do jet-skis
Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me

Young Thug – Tomorrow ‘Til Infinity Lyrics

[Intro]
(Hope I see you, tomorrow
I’m tryna see you, tomorrow)
I’m the black Christian Gray, you know what I’m sayin’
(I wanna be you, tomorrow)
I got fifty shades of baes with me, fifty different bitches
Yeah!
(I want you, tomorrow
I’m tryna see you, tomorrow
I’m tryna see you, tomorrow
Tomorrow)

[Verse 1]
I know you act right, right
I got three bitches on a slide
I put some Forgis on my ride
Me and my dawgs headed to the sky
Cloud nine calling me
Couple bad bitches too
I got mine on me
Listen to them digits, ooh
Feet up, baby girl, let’s live
PJ money yeah, bae let’s go on a limb
Two racks for my shoes, my Jimmy Choos
My bitch in Chanel, pity the fool
I got Chanel on my socks, silk and Versace her crotch
Ben and Jerry, gotta eat her ice cream
I came from pillow to post
Ice in my bag, my back on froze
Penthouse home, Chicago
Yeah, that’s my second home
I’m Atlanta though
I just got back home
I got my money now
Tat my reals, hillstone

[Pre-Chorus]
I just wanna see tomorrow
I’m tryna see tomorrow
Let’s fly away
Long time, ain’t late
I was speed racing, ayy

[Chorus]
I know you right, right, right
But I’m tired of try-y-ying
No matter what you gotta stay by my side
Right or wrong, you better ride or die
‘Til infinity, ’til infinity, ’til infinity, ’til infinity
Ride, ride, ride, ’til infinity

[Verse 2]
I’m ’bout to buy you your own ride
I don’t need you involved in homicides
[?] weave in case you think you fried
I’m ’bout to fuck this ho outside
Horses make my three-wheeler slide
Actavis gang ’til I, die
Shawty was weak, oh-oh (gangbangers)
Shawty was weak, oh-oh
Hold up, money is the reason I arrived
Bitch, I keep a knife like Michael Myers
I was ’bout to stab ’em thirty times like porcupines
But I got the rainbow diamonds on like Mike ‘n’ Ikes

[Interlude]
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh, yeah

[Chorus]
I know you right, right, right
But I’m tired of try-y-ying
No matter what you gotta stay by my side
Right or wrong, you better ride or die
‘Til infinity, ’til infinity, ’til infinity, ’til infinity
Ride, ride, ride, ’til infinity

[Outro]
I want you, tomorrow
I’m tryna see you, tomorrow
I’m tryna see you, tomorrow
Tomorrow

Lorde – Hard Feelings/Loveless Lyrics

Hard Feelings

(Go back and tell it)

Please could you be tender
And I will sit close to you
Let’s give it a minute before we admit that we’re through
Guess this is the winter
Our bodies are young and blue
I’m at Jungle City, it’s late and this song is for you

Cause I remember the rush, when forever was us
Before all of the winds of regret and mistrust
Now we sit in your car and our love is a ghost
Well I guess I should go
Yeah I guess I should go

Hard feelings—
These are what they call hard feelings of love
When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold
Alone with the hard feelings of love
God I wish I believed ya when you told me this was my home

I light all the candles
Cut flowers for all my rooms
I care for myself the way I used to care about you
These days, we kiss and we keep busy
The waves come after midnight
I call from underwater
Why even try to get right?
When you’ve outgrown a lover
The whole world knows but you
It’s time to let go of this endless summer afternoon

Three years, loved you every single day, made me weak, it was real for me, yup, real for me
Now I’ll fake it every single day ’til I don’t need fantasy, ’til I feel you leave
But I still remember everything, how we’d drift buying groceries, how you’d dance for me
I’ll start letting go of little things ’til I’m so far away from you, far away from you, yeah

Loveless

“What is this tape?”
“This is my favorite tape”
Bet you wanna rip my heart out
Bet you wanna skip my calls now
Well guess what? I like that
‘Cause I’m gonna mess your life up
Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut
Look out, lovers

We’re L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
All fuckin’ with our lover’s heads
Generation

Bet you wanna rip my heart out
Bet you wanna skip my calls now
Well guess what? I like that
‘Cause I’m gonna mess your life up
Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut
Look out, lovers

We’re L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S. (look out, lovers)
Generation
All fuckin’ with our lover’s heads
Generation (look out, lovers)

L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
Generation
L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S

Nickelback – Song On Fire

[Verse 1]
The first words that come out
And I can see this song will be about you
I can’t believe that I can breathe without you
But all I need to do is carry on
The next line I write down
And there’s a tear that falls between the pages
I know that pain’s supposed to heal in stages
But it depends which one I’m standing on

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I write lines down, then rip them up
Describing love can’t be this tough

[Chorus]
I could set this song on fire, send it up in smoke
I could throw it in the river and watch it sink in slowly
Tie the pages to a plane and send it to the moon
Play it for the world, but it won’t mean much
Unless I sing this song to you

[Verse 2]
I’m dying to show you
This could end happily ever after
There doesn’t ever have to be disaster
And all you have to do is sing along

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I write lines down, then rip them up
Impossible describing love

[Chorus]
I could set this song on fire, send it up in smoke
I could throw it in the river and watch it sink in slowly
Tie the pages to a plane and send it to the moon
Play it for the world, but it won’t mean much
Unless I sing this song to you

[Post-Chorus]
I could set this song on fire
Sing this song to you
I could set this song on fire

[Bridge]
Light this old guitar on fire, I’d still hear the notes
Drown the melody in water, I’d still hear its ghost
Sing it with somebody else, but we’d be out of tune
Play it for the world, but it won’t mean much

[Chorus]
I could set this song on fire, send it up in smoke
I could throw it in the river and watch it sink in slowly
Tie the pages to a plane and send it to the moon
Play it for the world, but it won’t mean much
Unless I sing this song to you

[Outro]
I could set this song on fire
Unless I sing this song to you
I could set this, I could set this
I wanna sing this song to you
I could set this song on fire
Sing this song to you
I could set this, I could set this

Coldplay – All I Can Think About Is You (Lyric Video)

[Intro]
One, two, three

[Verse 1]
Fish fell out of water
Bird stuck on the ground
Chaos giving orders
Everything is upside down
The whole world on a flight path
I wonder where they’ll go, ah
Trouble’s on the outside, I know

[Chorus]
But now, all I can think about is you
All I can think about is you
If all that i’m on earth to do
Is solo, then what a lone poor shoe
I want to walk in a two

[Piano Solo]

Go
It’s all I can
It’s all I can
It’s all I can
It’s all I can do
It’s all I can do

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro
Everything is falling all around you
It’s all I can do
All I can think about is you
It’s all I can
All I can think about is you
Love is the only thing left that’s true

Tinie Tempah – Holy Moly

Nah, come on T, man
Not even chatting to these bruddas, man
They’re boys, man, baby boys
Still got Oysters and that
Not even oyster perpetuals
Time’s different on their wrists
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad, like holy moly
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad
Yeah, fuck it, I’m a selfish prick
Stacking I go getting rich
Rocking YSL and shit
You in the ghetto getting nicked
Champagne glasses in the whip
Moses told me that it’s lit
I’ve got makeup on my dick
Holy cow, holy shit
Wore no collars when we met
Make up stories in their heads
When this morning, made some eggs
For your bae in my bed
I have things but not success
I got steaks and overheads
Closed mouths don’t get fed
Boy, you tired, go to bed
I’m alive and I’m a ledge
You’re alive, so why you dead?
Imhotep in the flesh
Boujee bastard in the flesh
Niggas say it with their chest
I just say it, then it’s pressed
‘Raris in the SLS
Parties in the SLS
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad, like holy moly
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad
I’m-I’m-I’m-I’m a fucking nervous wreck
God, I hate these sycophants
Everything that’s in my head
Sound like Kanye when he raps
I don’t do this for my ‘Gram
I don’t do this for no bants
Why you tweeting me this shit?
You ain’t fucking relevant
Someone tell ’em that I’m woke
Someone tell ’em that he’s broke
Someone tell ’em that the boy done seen a mill at 24
In Australia for a show
You in Shoreditch doing coke
I got a mac by five guys, anyone can get this smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Kings all in my lineage
No trace, no witness
Pray to God for forgiveness
Lambo all tinted
The kids all know the plate
Chicks go all the way
It’s one phone call away
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad, like holy moly
Oh my god, look at my Roley
Look at my squad
I’m a boss
In a Porsche
It’s very posh
Too much sauce
Too much sauce
And my house is like my exes
Too much sauce
My Lamborghini
It look like Jaws
That’s not a Roley
It’s Michael Kors
Too much sauce
You best run back to your older boy
I know young Gs is gon’ FaceTime if they wil’ out like Soulja Boy
Like rah

Dance Gavin Dance – Summertime Gladness

I followed
Making flirty faces, rounding out the bases
So you’d borrow
Me for the night
Maybe for life

Endorphin orphan morphin
Lemon cheese equally
You know my origin story, born in the cemetery
I’m into stupid apps, like cry-yo-own self back to sleep
My rock is solidbucks, these people amenities

Must have you misunderstood little girl you’re a dangerous lady
Just because it feels so good that don’t make
That don’t make you my baby

Fed me skittles on a burial ground
Gave me rabies in the back of my car
Shoved that dagger through the back of my heart
Now you’re just another scar

Get another round of weirdo in em
Turn around slow and rear yo head
No one allowed to solve the riddle, ha
(Now you’re just another scar)
1+2 is nine times red

Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye
(Now you’re just another scar)

Only on occasion do lose my patience
I just swallow
All of my pride, but I can’t this time
Ohh

I test this cable, I plugged into a tree
I play the tokin tone from straight off the leaf
I got the smoothest roots that spew out the feet
There’s a clue in a plant and it can bite off the teeth of disease

Fed me skittles on a burial ground
Gave me rabies in the back of my car
Shoved that dagger through the back of my heart
Now you’re just another scar

Shoved that dagger through the back of my heart
Now you’re just another scar

Get another round of weirdo in em
Turn around slow and rear yo head
No one allowed to solve the riddle, ha
(Now you’re just another scar)

Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye

Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye

Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss my kiss yo ass goodbye
Kiss yo ass goodbye

24hrs – What You Like (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Wiz Khalifa)

[Intro: 24hrs]
24hrs and you know it’s Hit-Boy
24 hits, 20 with your bitch

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 1: 24hrs]
Shawty from the A, she in L.A
She say, "20 where the fuck we finna stay?"
Told her, "Baby, got the condo by the Staples"
I told her I’ll pick her up if she ain’t able
She said, "20 I got friends out here"
I told her I’ll send an Uber if they near
She said, "Bein’ with a broke boy is my fear"
I told her, "Baby get the fuck up out of here"
Getting money every day, what I strive
Got a bad bitch that stay in LA Liv
Baby, you should finish up your task
Me and Hit in the Wraith driving fast

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shawty from the Bay, she in New York
She said, "Dolla when you comin’ on tour?"
Told her I’ma get a suite off 40 deuce
Don’t worry ’bout it, I’ma send the car to you
She said, "Dolla, I got friends for your man"
"I ain’t pressin’, I know you a busy man"
She said, "Bein’ with a rapper is my fear"
I said, "Baby get the fuck out of here"
Gettin’ money everyday, that’s my work
Got a bad bitch stayin’ where your spurt
Told her, "Hit me when you ready to go"
Pick you up with a fat pre roll

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Got a bad bitch down in M.I.A
When I’m near, she let me fuck, but she don’t stay
Taught her how to suck a dick the right way
Was Backwoods but now she smokin’ paper planes
It’s Young Khalifa man, only spittin’ facts
Let her man go ’cause that nigga whack
I’m a Virgo so I don’t know how to act
You a freak so I’ma hit it from the back
Told her I was down at the Fontainebleau
Seen your friend on Snapchat, bring her through
I don’t chase no bitch, I let her choose
I don’t mix my liquor with no juice

[Hook: 24hrs]
I wouldn’t mind if you stay the night
Send your first and last name for the flight
Don’t confuse me with all the hype
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
On the Instagram I see all the likes
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like
I’m your type, I know that this is what you like

[Outro]
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like
What you like, what you like, what you like, what you like

Miley Cyrus – Malibu (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Verse 1]
I never came to the beach, or stood by the ocean
I never sat by the shore, under the sun with my feet in the sand
But you brought me here and I’m happy that you did
‘Cause now I’m as free as birds catching the wind
I always thought I would sink, so I never swam
I never went boatin’, don’t get how they are floatin’
And sometimes I get so scared of what I can’t understand

[Chorus]
But here I am, next to you
The sky’s more blue in Malibu
Next to you in Malibu
Next to you

[Verse 2]
We watched the sun go down as we were walking
I’d spent the rest of my life standing here talking
You would explain the current, as I just smile
Hoping that you’ll stay the same, and nothing will change
And it’ll be us, just for a while
Do we even exist?
That’s when I make the wish, to swim away with the fish
‘Cause it’s supposed to be this hot all summer long
I never would’ve believed you if three years ago you told me
I’d be here writing this song

[Chorus]
But here I am, next to you
The sky is so blue in Malibu
Next to you in Malibu
Next to you
Next to you
The sky’s so blue in Malibu
Next to you

[Outro]
We are just like the waves that flow back and forth
Sometimes I feel like I’m drowning
And you’re there to save me
And I wanna thank you with all of my heart
It’s a brand new start
A dream come true in Malibu

Miley Cyrus – Inspired (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Verse 1]
I’m writing down my dreams, all I’d like to see
Starting with the bees, or else they’re gonna die
There won’t be no trees, or air for us to breathe
I’ll start feeling mad, but then I feel inspired
Thinking about the days coming home with dirty feet
Or playing with my dad, all day in the creek
He somehow has a way of knowing what to say
So when I’m feeling sad, he makes me feel inspired

[Chorus]
We are meant for more
Pull the handle on the door, that opens up to change
I know that sounds so strange, to think
We are meant for more
Pull the handle on the door, that opens up to change
I know that sounds so strange
‘Cause you’ve always felt so small, but know you aren’t at all
And I hope you feel inspired
Oh, I hope you feel inspired

[Verse 2]
How can we escape, all the fear, all the hate?
Is anyone watching us down here?
Death is life, it’s not a curse
Reminds us of time, and what it’s worth
To make the most out of it while we’re here

[Chorus]
We are meant for more
Pull the handle on the door, that opens up to change
I know it sounds so strange
‘Cause you’ve always felt so small, to think
We are meant for more
There’s a lock upon the door, but we hold the key to change

[Outro]
How can we escape, all the fear, all the hate?
Is anyone watching us down here?

Pryde – Window of a Honda

[Intro]
Set it up, set it up, oh yeah

Okay, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

[Verse 1: Pryde]
Okay now you wanna ride, I’ll give ya the keys
Anything goes when you’re dealing with me
Oh yeah, I told your ass once, girl I’m coming with heat
Bring your girls, no excuses, I got some liquor and weed

[Bridge]
In the morning
Early night
I’ma warm you up
Get you right
I’ma show how it go, young Russell out the door
I get high, she get low
Richvale Summer, number dos

[Chorus]
Blowing doja out the window of a Honda
If you ain’t talking money, homie, then I lost ya
Don’t you worry, I got everything you need
Nothing to worry about when you’re dealing with me
Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around

[Verse 2: Pryde]
She got a body like she’s Lopez, Jenny low-key
People talking like they know shit, but they don’t know me
Smoking papers on the front porch, sipping OE
Free the homies that be locked up, fuck the police
I make my girl kiss another girl while I’m puffing my L
Do what I want cause I’m happy, don’t give a fuck what you feel
I mix my drink and get tipsy, I don’t fuck with no pills
She hang with a pretty, young player because she fuck with the thrill

[Chorus]
Blowing doja out the window of a Honda
If you ain’t talking money, homie, then I lost ya
Don’t you worry, I got everything you need
Nothing to worry about when you’re dealing with me
Baby, set it up, set it up, I come around
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around, yeah
Set it up, set it up, I come around

[Outro]
In the morning
Early night
I’ma warm you up
Get you right
I’ma show how it go, young Russell out the door
I get high, she get low
Richvale Summer, number dos

Stone Sour – Mercy (At Sphere Studios) (Live)

[Verse 1]
My best is pointless, outrun but I’ll never win
This state of conflict… makes sense, don’t think about it
I ran away when I was 15; I was dead by 17
I know the world owes me everything
I’m gonna take it, I’m gonna make it

[Chorus]
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy

[Verse 2]
All talk, no action… completely incomplete
Why wish me well when I know exactly what you think?
I came alive when I was 18; You forget- I’m everything
I know the world owes me nothing
So I’ll take it, if I can make it

[Chorus]
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
Your god’s a weapon, he blessed every bullet
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy

[Bridge]
Tell me anything, tell me anything
Overrated and under-appreciated
Anything, tell me anything
Before you know it, you’ll be…

[Chorus]
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
Your god’s a weapon, he blessed every bullet
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy

Sigala & Ella Eyre – Came Here For Love

[Verse 1]
I’m no longer brokenhearted
So glad I came here tonight
And I see you got what I wanted
Baby, you got what I like

[Pre-Chorus]
I can see that you watching me
Come over, talk to me
Need you to give me a sign
You got that something sweet
That don’t come easily
It’s what I need tonight

[Chorus]
I came here for love
For someone to hold me down
I won’t give it up, no
I want you to reach out

[Post-Chorus]
I came here for love
I came here for love
I came here for love
I want you to reach out

[Verse 2]
I’m so ready to get on it
You follow me, you’ll be fine
And I’m in too deep
Have I fallen, without anyone inside

[Pre-Chorus]
I can see that you watching me
Come over, talk to me
Need you to give me a sign
You got that something sweet
That don’t come easily
It’s what I need tonight

[Chorus]
I came here for love
For someone to hold me down
I won’t give it up, no
I want you to reach out

[Post-Chorus]
I came here for love
I came here for love
I want you to reach out

[Bridge]
This is what we came here for
We came here for love
I won’t give, I won’t give it up
This is what we came here for
We came here for love
I know this, I know it’s enough
This is what we came here for
We came here for love
I won’t give, I won’t give it up
This is what we came here for
We came here for love
I want you to reach out

[Chorus]
I came here for love
For someone to hold me down
I won’t give it up, no
I want you to reach out

[Post-Chorus]
I came here for love
I came here for love
I want you to reach out

Sage The Gemini – Reverse (Visualizer)

Throw it in reverse
Throw it in reverse

Low-key wanna wife her
In jeans with the rikers
Every girl wanna fight her
She make the light get brighter
Tryna get her to the right spot
White fur got her white hot
Like I only got one shot
Walk through and like why not

I’ve been watching you, all night
I need her body, tonight

Wait now, let me get it first
Going down to your back, muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Go up, down to the dirt
Take a lil’ till your back muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse

Yeah, she was pulling my steelo
I got green like Cee-Lo
Yeah, she see me balling like the D-League
Eyy, her ex-man was on the D-Low
Wow, I walked straight into the action
Step in it, treat me like I’m Michael Jackson
In VIP, looking like I went platinum
It’s still keep the bread under the mattress
And she right from her head to her heels
I’m on her mind like she forgot to pay her bills
And you can ride if you keep it, real
She want the pickle ’cause she know the deal (Wow)

I’ve been watching you, all night
I need her body, tonight

Wait now, let me get it first
Going down to your back, muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Go up, down to the dirt
Take a lil’ till your back muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse

I know you see me with the ice on
I want to see you with the light the lights on
She tryna wiggle in my section
You go hard when it’s my song
I know these dudes be all in your face
Spin a check, tryna get you to their place
Moving fast like they tryna win a race
And that’s cool but I ain’t down for the chase
I got big bills, phone calls to make deals
Playing your cards right, just wait ’till I deal
And you do what you want when you copping
I would chase but I got too many options

I’ve been watching you, all night
I need her body, tonight

Wait now, let me get it first
Going down to your back, muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Go up, down to the dirt
Take a lil’ till your back muscles hurt
Eyy, throw it in reverse
Eyy, throw it in reverse

She only like me for the diamond on my wrist
Diamonds on my neck, six diamonds on the check (On the check)
She only like for the diamond on my wrist
Diamonds on my neck, six diamonds on the check (On the check)
She only riding for the diamond on my wrist
Diamonds on my neck, six diamonds on the check (On the check)
She only like me for the diamond on my wrist
Diamonds on my neck, six diamonds on the check (On the check)

2 Chainz – Saturday Night (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Intro]
Y’all niggas lame for that, y’all niggas lame for that
Shoot a man in his back, should be ashamed of that
Young niggas banging back, young nigga banging back
Then we gon’ fade to black then we gon’ fade to black

[Verse 1]
I left the crib walking, drove a Mercedes back
You wasn’t blessed with ambition so who you gon blame for that
Tried to get off the Act, still didn’t know how to act
Still pull up in the back, sit my ass right in the back
Tell my driver when he open my door to take off his hat
Double saran everything so that you know its a wrap
Double salute anybody that made it out the trap
Some of y’all probably still owe me from back
In the back in the back in the back in the back
I had that work right in front of me fuck all you niggas you wannabes
Most of you niggas is under mes, I’ma give ya ass some to see
My car don’t have car keys, my crib got palm trees
Pussy smell like sardine you, need to get up of my lawn please
This a real nigga conversation, real nigga demonstration real niggas
No crystal or hilfigers, a bunch of ignorant lil’ niggas
A bunch of red young tenders, dark skin queens, Puerto Rican princess’s
Scratch my hand my palms itching, hit the dope start twitching
This a new kinda kitchen, marble countertops, see through fridge
3 thousand for the microwave, touchscreen stove lil biiiiitch!!
Please don’t make me relapse, make me start back trappin
Everybody in the city, saying that boy Tity done started back snapping

[Chorus]
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah

[Verse 2]
I sat in the trap no one cooked at night, i treat my third stripe like its Kryptonite
I stopped serving sacks over qualified, have you ever seen a homicide?
Have you ever seen ya partna die? Have you ever been traumatized
Even at graduation i had a bookbag full of yams, tryna multiply
Enough of the negative actions, I got my paycheck off passion
I’m wearing 4 bracelets for fashion, don’t think its a race when I pass you
Stop talking that mafia shit, you never met Meech, J-bo or Illz
Luda charged me just to dip, was there when Chaka was swung on by Tip
I’m like oh shit we goon tear up this bitch, pull out a stick when u put up your fist
I’m like these niggas done fucked up my fit, funny how heaven and hell co exist
Funny how life can put you in the mix, I sold the pounds and go hustle the bricks
I booked studio with the trap money, Lil Wayne used to come get the bags from me
You still asking niggas for gas money, I look at these rappers like crash dummies
I look at these bitches that fuck with these rappers like bitch you just fucked with my last homie
Kesha can come get the last from me, Heaven can come get the last from me
Harmony can come get the last from me, Halo can come get the last from me MAMA!

[Chorus]
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Tell her let’s go have a bite, tell her let’s go have a bite
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
I hit the trap today, I’m gon’ hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it’s Saturday night, like it’s Saturday night, yeah

2 Chainz – Riverdale Rd (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Intro]
Yeaaaah, turn that maafaka up NOLAN. Woah, know what I’m saying, I wanna feel like I was in some muthafakin’ danger. I got my mothafuckin’ pistol in my pocket, ya dig? Yeah, in the booth, on some 5540 old national shit, you know what it is, nigga. We in the back, nigga, way in the back, nigga, serving sacks, nigga and serving Act. Mane, c’mon with the Kap, bruh. AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

[Chorus]
Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there
I was the same ol’ nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah

[Verse 1]
My first foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My second foreign car, it was a Bimmer
My third foreign car, it was a Porsche
My fourth foreign car you can’t afford
My pocket pregnant, don’t want no abortion
My draws got them horses, my car got them horses
Rocking some Pradas like they was Air Forces
We had no choices

[Chorus]
Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there
I was the same ol’ nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah

[Verse 2]
You wasn’t there when mama was struggling
You wasn’t there when mama was fussing
Told ’em ketchup, you too far in the mustard
I had a Chevelle and wanted a Cutlass
I went to work and I made an abundance
Gucci flip flops with the corns and bunions
Counting blue hundreds and smoking an onion
And she got an onion and I wanna rub it
We hanging off the Nat, see that’s where my office at
We dressed all in black
We got ’em calling back, just went to the mall and back
When you was the quarterback, I had the quarter sacks

[Pre-Chorus]
Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale, Riverdale
Riverdale Rd., nigga
He was there, he was there, you weren’t there
He was there, she was there
Riverdale Rd., nigga
Abracadabra, I turned myself into a millionaire
I wore some Gucci to your mama house just to leave it there

[Chorus]
Riverdale, he was there, she was there, you wasn’t there
I was the same ol’ nigga
Yeah that trap had raised a nigga
How could you blame a nigga?
Gold everywhere, gold over there, Trinidad James you niggas
Came on the set with hundreds to bet
But I still changed you niggas, yeah

[Bridge]
I know something you don’t know
I’m gonna get some bands, yeah
I know something you don’t know, yeah
I’m gonna get some bands

[Verse 3]
Okay, from grams to Grammys
Okay, from fans to family
I went from trips we tryna plan
To cribs in South Miami
They got my vision fancy
My tigger finger antsy
I told the bitch she got to sit down
Just to understand me
They asking, "What’s the plan, B?"
I don’t have a Plan B
I told ’em this shit got to work
It’s just like candy to me
I mean it’s hard but it’s sweet
I’m Drench God in the streets
I break the law in the sheets
I make her cum on repeat

[Outro]
I know something you don’t know
I’m gonna get some bands, oh yeah
I know something you don’t know, yeah
I’m gonna get some bands
Riverdale, Riverdale!

2 Chainz – Good Drank (feat. Gucci Mane & Quavo) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

Used to treat my mattress like the ATM
Bond number 9 that’s my favorite scent
Can’t forget the kush I’m talking OG
Rest in peace to pop he was an OG
Oh yeah, 285 I had that pack on me
Uh, I can not forget I had that strap on me
Yeah, rest in peace to my nigga Doe
All he ever want to do was ball
That was the easy part
We playing that Weezy hard
We sit in the kitchen late
We tryna to make an escape
Trying to make me a mil
So I’mma keep me a plate
I told ’em shawty can leave
So I’mma keep me a rake
So I’mma keep me a Wraith
My jewelry look like a lake
Today I’m in the Maybach
And that car came with some drapes
You know I look like a safe
I put you back in your place
I look you right in your face
Sing to your bitch like I’m Drake

Good drank, big knots
Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
Drop top, no hot box
12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
She said the molly give her thizz face
Put the dick in her rib cage
Whips out Kunta Kinte
Diamonds clear like Bombay
Take your babies no Harambe
Play with keys like Doc Dre
3K like André
Need a girl call her, come through

Your trunk in the front well check this out my top in the trunk
You play with my money then check this out your pop in the trunk
Three mil in a month but I just did three years on a bunk
Oh you in a slump I’m headed to Oakland like Kevin Durant
What is your point, square with the stamp, for Kevin Durant
Lay on my trap, play with my cap and I’ll knock off your hat
I’m taking the cheese and killing the rats
Gucci Mane call me the cat with the rat
I’m swervin’ but I’m in back of the back
I’m Persian, man I got hoes from Iraq
I’m servin’ I pay a bird for that
He nervous I ain’t got no word for that
He heard and want all of his purses back
He mixing the seal with the percocets
She perfect and she got perky breast
I just want some of that turkey neck
Trapper of the year I’m from Boulder Crest
You snitch of the year ’cause you told the best

Good drank, big knots
Good drugs, I put a four on the rocks
Drop top, no hot box
12 tried to pull me over, pink slips to the cops
She said the molly give her thizz face
Put the dick in her rib cage
Whips out Kunta Kinte
Diamonds clear like Bombay
Take your babies no Harambe
Play with keys like Doc Dre
3K like Andre
Need a girl call her, come through

Aye Mike Dean
This shit hard as fuck bruh
You a living legend I appreciate that
Aye Guwop I’m glad you home cuz
Quavo, you already know man
You got next on these niggas double salute man
True shit
2 Chainz
Hair Weave Killer
Daniel Son Necklace Don
Chapo Jr

2 Chainz – 4 AM (feat. Travis Scott) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
M-M-M-Murda
Yeah, yeah
Damn right, bro

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
4 AM, I’m just gettin’ started
For my birthday I threw me a surprise party
Reminiscin’ ’bout the trap, playin’ the first Carter
My life changed when I had my first daughter
Got my first quarter flippin’ fifty-dollar slabs
Your nigga’s lookin’ at the bills, askin’ you for half
Cut from a different cloth, take pride in results
Anytime she wanna dip I’m providin’ the sauce
You on side of the boss, so you kind of the boss
You keep playin’ with me, I end up signing your boss
Drop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a nigga
Yeah you ZZ on a nigga, king like BB on you niggas
Rock with Champagne P
If it wasn’t for the struggle then I wouldn’t be me
Call me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke
Got my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn!

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I dropped ColleGrove out the sky, ooh
In a group with the best rapper that’s alive, ooh
Never turn my back on my slime, ooh
I ain’t wanna fuck the bitch but she was fine, ooh
Hold up baby, let me take my time, ooh
Hard to get some head and try to drive, ooh
Jumpin’ out the cake and that’s surprisin’, ooh
Pickin’ up the duffel bag like exercisin’, ooh
Bought mama new house ’cause she deserve it, ooh
Practice makes perfect but nobody’s perfect, ooh
Escobar is not open for service, ooh
Send you to Dr. Miami for your surgery, ooh

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bulet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz & Travis Scott]
Ooh, Riccardo Tisci on the crewneck
Ooh, On a killin’ rapper spree and nigga, you next
Ooh, they talkin’, chillin’, watchin’ Netflix (straight up)
Ooh, I used to trap and watch bootlegs
Ooh, I’m on my wave like a durag
Ooh, I see your boo, now where your crew at?
Ooh, talkin’ tequila for the pipe-up
Ooh, I hope you got a clean vagina, yeah
Drench god, drench god, really
Representin’, we the squad, really (oh, yeah)
Tec got the Rollie, now I get it
I used to sell drugs for a living
Got me a job sellin’ records
Had to use my jeweler for a reference
Might buy a charm with the extras
Might use her legs for a necklace

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin’ type (straight up)
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype (it’s lit)
Hit the lights (yeah), I’m way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send location (skrrt, skrrt)
I’ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (yeah)
I’ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (yeah)

[Outro]
Don’t stop trappin’, boy
Got ’bout twelve racks this mornin’
Got ’bout twelve racks
Started last night, still goin’
Twelve racks strong
Got the pitbull in the corner, she pregnant
Got the crackhead in the corner, she pregnant
Everybody in here pregnant, ‘cept my partner and them
But we gettin’ this money though, I’m tellin’ you that

2 Chainz – Door Swangin (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Intro]
I wouldn’t even…
I wouldn’t even be here without that mothafuckin’ door
We doing numbers, holmes
5540, we doing numbers, holmes
You can look that shit up, you can research that shit

[Chorus]
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging

[Verse 1]
No doorbell, we had the cameras included
No hibachi, all we had is some tuna fish
Moved up a level, then I stepped up my grind
Got to the top, ain’t nobody around
When I look down, all I see is some sucka shit
And I’ma run shit, I put that on my bucket list
Adidas streetball, all the foreigns with the straps
Before the dreadlocks, I had the cornrows to the back
Used to sit on a broke down Camaro with packs
Told her, "Turn around," even though she had his name tatted
That’s the way that it was, had a way with the girls
Had a felony before you knew what a felony was
You was taking the shots, you was feeling the buzz
Got so much in the stash spot, I could fill up a bus
Got gorillas with us, got chinchillas with us
No pretenders with us, got the winners with us, yeah

[Chorus]
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging

[Verse 2]
Somebody watching the front door
Yeah I went to college and sold dope
Sold narcotics, a boat load
And all us felons and can’t vote
Yeah I’m from the cut, I’m cutthroat
All up in the crowd, Frank Lucas fur coat
Yeah, sipping muddy like a mothafuckin’ Merlot
Under the influence, I stayed on the first floor, first floor
Wait, first 48, hard to see my face, diamonds in the way
This is MMA, I just beat the case
In and out the nail salon, she got her nails polished
Turn up in tennis shoes, turn up in red bottoms
Turn up in red bottoms, turn up, turn up in red bottoms
She turn up in red bottoms, yeah what?
A nigga a hustler, now the feds got him
You bring the rubber bands, I bring the money counter

[Chorus]
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Another day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
I say ‘notha day we gotta get it, ‘notha day we gotta get it
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging
Can’t forget how I fucking had the door swinging

2 Chainz – Realize (feat. Nicki Minaj) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I’m gonna cause pandemonium
Pick up the paper, custodian
This how Prince met Apollonia
Tryna fill up California kings
Hydrocodeine with the Visine
Master bedroom on the right wing
This a Philippe not a Breitling
Fuck her to sleep, she had pipe dreams
Yeah, this is the king of the trap
Yeah, I pull it straight out the hat
Yeah, everyone better take cover
Yeah, got rappers under attack
Uh, my daughters inherit arrogance
And they intelligent, that’s a fact
Bought me a car February 1st
You already know it was black on black
I cover my scars with the tats on tats
You better back back, rat-tat-tat-tat-tat
I pass you a joint, better pass it back
I went to Montgomery, with packs on back
Sent her to the store for some plastic bags
Sent her to the store for some rubber bands
I started pitching so easy
I throw the work to you underhand
Underworld, underground, underline
I’m underdog and you under mine
This here ain’t no once upon a time
This really happened for real
Can’t even trust our own government
Aw man fuck all that humble shit
Mumbling
Man fuck all that mumble shit

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Realize
A lot of these niggas tell real lies
They not about shit in real life
And thats something that I had to realize (Realize)
I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it
(reco-reco-recogni-i-ize)
They see me winning and now they dont liiike it
(Yeah, I know they dont like it)
Act like the love me, but hate me in pri-i-vate
I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo
I went and copped a ring
I call this rock, Dwayne
Johnson, stop the playin’
Man, I cannot complain
I left my shades in Atlanta so I told my pilot to stop the plane
He bust a U in the air
She say she doin’ it, where?
She wanna sit in my chair
But she could never be my heir
Checks, clear, Bible, swear
They ain’t buggin’, I go off
Asahd Khaled with the cloth
Dwayne Carter of the north
Dwayne Wade in the fourth
New dream house for mommy
Keep ‘Caiah in Armani
Putting my nieces through college
This for Kellise and Imani
Look at these niggas I put on
All of these niggas I’m good on
My own two, what I stood on
That’s why their necks what I’m keepin’ my foot on
I’ve been winning 8 years consistently, at least respect it
Papoose wrote a Ether record
But I broke Aretha record
See this is chess, not checkers
You can not check the checkers
Did Nas clear that "Ether" record?
Nah, but I broke Aretha record

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Realize
A lot of these niggas tell real lies
They not about shit in real life
And thats something that I had to realize (Realize)
I had to reco-reco-recogni-i-ize it
(reco-reco-recogn-i-ize)
They see me winning and now they dont liiike it
(Yeah, I know they dont like it)
Act like the love me, but hate me in pri-i-vate
I had to reco-reco-recogn-i-ize it

2 Chainz – Poor Fool (feat. Swae Lee) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
(My mama always said)
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I’m from the hood and it’s evident
Used to sell drugs out my residence
Stayed in section 8 with relatives
Opportunity knockin’, I let ’em in
I done put Forgis on everything
I left the mall like Ginobili
And if I’m not successful, ain’t nobody gon’ come console me
I pray my mama quit smokin’
When my dad died, I got focused
I gotta table full of Ace of Spades
I don’t fuck around with you jokers (ooh)
Ain’t heard a word from my old friends
Heard they wanna kick my doors in
I done loaded up the 2-2-3
I’m so high they might call a goaltend, yeah
Lord knows, stashed work in the console
So many autos in my garage, I can’t open my car door
Bond on me like the sun on me
Gettin’ this bread she say, "You dropped crumbs on me"
Walked in the club and got ones only
Need a tat on my stomach that say prawns only
Raised by single parent Black woman
They call me Tity Boi ’cause she used to spoil me
She always told me

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
(My mama always said)
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat
Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door
Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw
Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo
No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled
Most of my partnas got charges
And I ain’t talking about no mothafuckin’ dodges
Trappin’ up outta the college
I’m addicted to the rice at Benihana
Raised by a single parent Black woman
They call me Tity Boi ’cause she used to spoil me
She always told me

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
(Yeah)
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
Poor fool, streets don’t love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules

2 Chainz – Big Amount (feat. Drake) (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

I’mma tell you, I’mma tell you this right now
If you, if you woke up this mornin’, nigga you winnin’ for real
I got a big amount, I took a different route
I am the pick of the litter
I was in juvy, they gave me community
I had to pick up some litter
I want it easy, please do not tease me
I wore my Yeezys to dinner
This is the season, I got the seasonin’
Don’t make me sprinkle you niggas
I got my reasons, you wanna please me
Send me the pussy, not pictures
Met her this week and fucked her this evenin’
She turn to freak on the liquor
Yeah, I am a boss on these bitches
Yeah, I pour some Voss on these bitches
Yeah, I have no thoughts on these bitches
Yeah, rock Double Cross on these bitches, yeah
Dearly departed, gather today
On some Prince shit
You know what they say
Me and my safe, got a friendship
Ten on me, thin weight, flip weight, gettin’ paid
Gettin’ laid
Bitch made, took off sick days
6 trey, 64 bounce, bitch, bounce
Hood nigga, favorite spot was the Waffle House
Patty melt with the hash browns
Tryna avoid all the pat downs
Tryna avoid all the lame hoes
Weirdos in the background
Black out when I back out
Blow the horn for a pedestrian
Shawty ride like an equestrian
I bought the dress that she in
Red bottoms in his and hers
Got a Rollie in his and hers
Got a car in his and hers
Walk in the zoo and say, "Pick a fur"
Last night was a blur to me
This mornin’ I got two with me
I don’t know what to do with me
Goin’ ape like the zoo with me
Got a tool with the screw missin’
Two girls in the pool kissin’
Everywhere I go, the rod with me
‘Cause these niggas actin’ too fishy
Fuck y’all niggas on, man?
Duffle bag forever
Just left V Live
Atlanta could never die as long as Tit alive
Yeah
Look, I got a big amount
I think I’m the biggest out
Got hits and I ain’t even put ’em out
Lit and you can’t even put it out
Got the Billboard melodies
Rap is somethin’ I do on the side
Crossed over to the other side
And I didn’t even have to die
Got the money and I never show it
Let a nigga try to play heroic
Michael Jackson talkin’ to me in my dreams
And he say, "You bad and you know it"
Better shamone with my check then
I’m a J. Prince investment
Niggas love to talk reckless
Then see me like best friends
Got the sand colored FN
And I’ve never seen the inside of a Marriott or a Westin
Five stars, nothin’ less than
Fuck niggas on your payroll
And you let ’em know the safe code
And you knew him for a month though
But you call them niggas big bro
You could move in the Hidden Hills
And we still don’t live by the same code
I’m respected everywhere I go
Nigga, long live Bankroll
Skip the rainbow, funny style shit
And it’s straight to the pot of gold
Somebody, everybody know
6 God with the god flow