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Lil’ Yachty – Don’t Forget Lyrics

[Intro]
30, you a motherf*cking fool, nigga

[Verse 1]
I’m starting to feel like I don’t need love, that shit for the damn birds (Brr)
All this arguing get on my damn nerves (On God)
You forgot I put your mama in the suburbs (Don’t forget)
You forgot I put your wrist on a blizzard (Don’t forget)
You the reason I be moving like the wizard (Pluto)
Oh, so now you selling p*ssy, you a vendor (Oh, wow)
Tell your friends get out my DM ‘fore I bend her (Yes)
Oh, your brother want a verse? I need a ten first (Yes)
Times ten more (Yes)
Bitch, we be on and off since I was a sophomore (Yes)
Waiting for your move, Dr. Hawthorne
And I started touring (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Uh-huh)
I don’t need that energy around me

But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2]
Don’t you dare forget who had bossed you up (Bossed you up)
Had you running ’round in a Bentley truck (Big Bs)
Paparazzi, snap, flash, middle fingers up (Fingers up)
Baby said I tried to f*ck her then ring her up (Ring her up)
Call her up (Call her up), bring her here (Bring her here)
Bitches be so cap, they are not sincere (Not sincere)
I keep forty straps, gotta play it by ear (Play it by ear)
Won’t fall into your traps, I’m no longer near (Uh-huh)

[Chorus]
So you ain’t fell in love with my money?
Bitch, I ain’t a dummy (Uh-huh)
You always seem to leave when it ain’t sunny
Back and forth ’bout forty times, you swear you love me
Now you need a round of applause, bravo like Johnny
You acting so damn much, you so phony (Oh)
I don’t need that energy around me
But don’t forget who put you on, you was bummy

[Outro]
30, you a motherf*cking fool, nigga

Lee Brice – The Locals Lyrics

Yeah the locals know where the local crowd lives
On Tuesdays from seven to nine
Yeah, they talk all the time how just overnight
The high-school’s doubled in size

In just one or two words in don’t take much
They can tell you ain’t from round here
Yeah, but if I know them son
It don’t matter where you’re from
If you’re thirsty they’ll buy you a beer

Yeah, the locals, they’re the lifeblood here till the day they die
Yeah, the locals tell the stories keeping the heroes alive
They turn down town upside down, they live to have the time of their lives
The night ain’t over yet and, man, I hope I get
To have a drink with the locals tonight
The locals tonight

Yeah the locals know all the shortcuts around
The red light and busy streets
The best spots by far to go park your car
And crawl back in the backseat

There ain’t much to do, there ain’t much to see
But they like just how it is
And any local I know will tell ya right where to go

If you ever try messing with his

Yeah, the locals, they’re the lifeblood here till the day they die
Yeah, the locals tell the stories keeping the heroes alive
They turn down town upside down, they live to have the time of their lives
The night ain’t over yet and, man, I hope I get
To have a drink with the locals tonight
The locals

See the locals, they know, how to put on a show
And they show up with all of their friends
They are who they are because of this town
But this town ain’t no town without them

The locals, they’re the lifeblood here till the day they die
Yeah, the locals tell the stories keeping the heroes alive
They turn down town upside down, they live to have the time of their lives
The night ain’t over yet and, man, I hope I get
To have a drink with the locals tonight
The locals tonight

Oh yeah, the locals tonight

Elphomega – Juncos Huecos Lyrics

Acepto el reto de la hoja en blanco igual
Que un duelo con revolver bajo el sol de OK Corral
Llamame Doc Holly day del wordplay
Original Smith & Weason sin ley, sin piedad
Una mirada frontal a un precipicio tiene un precio a pagar, espiritual
Te intento situar, sígueme
Te propongo un viaje invisible
Ten en cuenta lo imposible de estas visiones
Son transiciones, canalizaciones a través de caligrafia y papel
Son fugas, ven a por mi si lo conjugas
Tengo el gesto del trazo, perdí el miedo al vació
Hoy nos entendemos, es un principio
Pero es obvio que hay quimio
Y a veces obtengo el alivio de estos fluidos nubios
Porque ellos juran lo que pienso por escrito expreso
Por eso a veces sueno denso

[Estribillo] (x2)
Hoy quisiera estar vació y lograr dejar
Pasar los problemas a través de mi, dejarlos atrás
Fluidos sin hacer ruido
Ponerlos por escritos y ver como se van

Hey, conozco formas distintas de resucitar la tinta

Como James Dean en Gigante cuando ves esa cinta
Experimentan ese punto
Pienso que un silencio no es mal acto
Da profundidad y persepectiva al conjunto
Otorga un tacto adulto
Leatherman, Steanway and Sonos, Winsor and Newton juntos
La marea de este beat me suelta aqui como el madero de un naufragio
Es de puño y letra, no es un plagio
Es una piedra de jade de mil kilos en tu guantera sin envoltorio
Me dejo la piel, no escribo bodrios
Yo mantengo el pincel, conzoco tu cruel envergadura
Y todas las insatisfacciones que procura
Desafio al fulgor de un rival
Composicion sin conjeturas, equilibrio ritual vital de pura
Concentracion mental, textual tempura
Noodles de vocablo en mi escritura

[Estribillo] (x4)
Hoy quisiera estar vació y lograr dejar
Pasar los problemas a través de mi, dejarlos atrás
Fluidos sin hacer ruido
Ponerlos por escritos y ver como se van

Washer – Forget Everything Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Deal me in again
I will, but when?

[Verse 2]
Deal me in again
I will, but when?
How long does it take
To feel the same?

[Chorus]
I’ll be honest, prob’ly not what you wanna hear

Try to forget everything you felt and you fear
I’ll be honest, prob’ly not what you wanna hear
Try to forget everything you felt and you fear!

Khary – Nimbus Lyrics (feat. Olu Bliss)

[Intro: Khary]
Yeah
Hey
Thousands, and thousands and thousands
Of feet up in the sky
We find ourselves
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Khary and Olu Bliss]
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Float!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Drink!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink (Hey!)
Smoke just a little
Float just a little, drink ([?])

[Chorus 1: Khary]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

[Verse: Khary and Olu Bliss]
Nigga, what the f*ck are you doin’?
Sorry, I was looking for an exit
All of my exes know I’m well-invested
They don’t live in Texas
I saw your texting
Replied to the message, I already said this
You don’t want me
I might f*ck up your life if I f*ck up your edges
Uh, okay
Do it for myself, don’t do it for the plays
I’m not a prodigy, that’s the dichotomy
Between you niggas and how I was raised
Emotions were bottling, I had no following
Came a long way from a MySpace page

I was just trying to escape
With the HM03, tryna’ ride my own wave
At best, you ain’t f*cking with my less
Levels to this shit, you ain’t f*cking with my stress
Got a new girl, always looking for adventures
Had to let her know she ain’t f*cking Johnny Quest
Had to let you know, nigga, I am not impressed
Really, I’ve been on the stage eight years doin’ reps
Khary Kousteau, from a city too slow
Aqua lung underwater, I was tryna’ keep breath
I promise, I’m focused
Might grow symbiosis, stop chilling with locusts
Stop smoking them roaches
Plenty of fish in the sea, I’m at home in the ocean
I used to counterfeit the
Megabus tickets
And now I’m flyin’ out to LA
When my friends wanna kick it, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus 2: Khary and Olu Bliss]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

[Outro: Olu Bliss]
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to wait, I’ve been on a cloud
It’s been hauntin’ me
Because, honestly, lookin’ for it now

Lee Brice – Little Things Lyrics

Yeah, you might say he ain’t got much to his name
Sitting on the porch and waiting on the rain
His corn homegrown, lest the good Lord sheds his tears
He smiles and says, "There’s always next year"
Yeah money, it don’t come easy
But sonny, that ain’t what’s gonna please me
(It’s the little things)

I got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right
Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night
You add it all up, it’s bigger than you think
You don’t need much, it’s just the little things

Yeah, it’s the little things

He knows that old truck’ll crank, yeah, it always turns over
Ain’t got no need for a black Range Rover
They got around calls and the tape deck saints[?]
What more could you need than just them little things

Got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right
Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night
You add it all up, it’s bigger than you think
You don’t need much, it’s just the little things, yeah

Just them little things
Oh, like a guitar player with a slide!
Yeah

I got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right
Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night
You add it all up, it’s bigger than you think
You don’t need much, it’s just the little things
Hey!

I got a pretty girl on my left, old dog on my right
Cold beer in my hand on a Saturday night
You add it all up, it’s bigger than you think
You don’t need much, it’s just the little things

(Hm, what!?)
Yeah!
Yeah, I like it like that

Ken Mode – The Terror Pulse Lyrics

I’m not blaming her
Logic keeps me bound
Keeps the pieces in check

And every beginning
Has its orchestrated conclusion

This is a lack
Of everything that was claimed
To have stood for

This is a lack
Of everything that was claimed
To have stood for

A lack; skittering and unapologetic
Within the eye of the storm

Taking refuge in small comforts, easy answers

Playing Judas and shirking accountability

A serious lack
That was wrong
It wasn’t okay
It wasn’t okay

No, no, I’m not okay
No, no, I’m not okay

This is goodbye to the man you once knew
Or did not; It doesn’t matter anymore

It doesn’t matter anymore

This is goodbye to the man you once knew

Sick Animation – Shawns Got My Calculator Lyrics

I went up to my brother in law the other day and I said why
He said, why what?
I said, y=mx+b
Haha, I’m a math teacher
What’s your name?

Shawn’s got my calculator (bass, bass, b-b-bass) [x4]
(Gimme that)

Nafla – Fate Lyrics (feat. Colde)

운명이라 치자 지금 이건
너를 만나서 배운 게 많았어 참 고마워
미래가 난 두려워서 이불을 꼭 덮었던
날들에 같이 들어와 있어 줘서 고마워

이렇게 된걸 운명이라 치자 지금 이건
너를 만난 후 아무도 못 만나 참 고마워
정리하다 나오던 놓고 간 너의 그 물건
여전히 버리지 못했어 아직 남은 미련

가시들이 박혀
여전히 난 아퍼
미안해 나았던
삶일 때 만났더라면
매일 했었던 작업
돈 벌기가 바뻐
너에게 전하지 못해
노래로 맘을 담어
미안해 이건 나의
운명이라 치자 지금 이건
운명이라 치자고 해
너의 눈물들에게 미안해
나쁘게 나를 욕해도 돼

내가 들린다면 무시해도 돼
나도 잘한 게 하나가 없기에
다른 사람에게 얘기해도 돼
나를 지나칠 때 날 밀쳐도 돼
하나밖에 없던 감정이었기에
떠난 뒤에 색들이 칠해졌기에
이젠 마음도 몸도 멀어졌기에
다시 먼지가 쌓였기에

아무도 우릴 기억 못 해도
너마저 나를 지워버려도
아직도 그 기억 속에
남겨진 너의 마음속에
여전히 난 살고 있어
제발 다시 나를 안아줘

운명이라 치자 지금 이건
너를 만나서 배운 게 많았어 참 고마워
미래가 난 두려워서 이불을 꼭 덮었던
날들에 같이 들어와 있어 줘서 고마워

이렇게 된걸 운명이라 치자 지금 이건
너를 만난 후 아무도 못 만나 참 고마워
정리하다 나오던 놓고 간 너의 그 물건
여전히 버리지 못했어 아직 남은

Jd Mcpherson – Bridgebuilder Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you

[Verse]
Bridge builder, bridge builder
Build me a bridge
Draw a straight line on the water
Bridge builder, bridge builder
The waters are deep
Fear I may sink to the bottom
Waiting in the shadow in old merry times
Dreaming of some father’s daughter

[Chorus]
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you
I’ll build something that is real and true
Building bridges to you

[Outro]
Bridges to you
Bridges to you
Bridges to you
Bridges to you

Onra – One Day Lyrics

One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home
One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home
Woke up this morning, heard someone snoring
Knobheads going on about modern life is boring
Bears have their own music, no-one can prove it
Just like I’m a guy of guys
You think I’m gonna move it
One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home

Sum up together, nobody’s the wiser
It’s life in the sunshine, that’s what I would advise her
?
One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home
One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home
Woooooo!
Yeeeh-haaa!
One day, you’ll be on your own
You won’t have a shout any more
One day, you’ll be in the ground
You’re over and out, and
You’ve missed the last tube home
(Repeat x3)

Brklyn – Can’t Get Enough Lyrics (feat. Mariah McManus)

[Verse 1]
Let go, dive in
Feel things that I, I never did
Falling into you, into you
I never believed in love like this
(I never believed)
I never believed in love like this
(I never believed)

[Chorus]
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, oh woah
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, oh woah
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

[Post-Chorus: Intstrumental]
Can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

[Verse 2]
Love me and why i get through your releasing that I don’t wanna lose
Falling into you, into you

I never believed in love like this
(I never believed)
I never believed in love like this
(I never believed)

[Chorus]
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, oh woah
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, oh woah
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

[Post-Chorus: Instrumental]
Can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh

[Outro]
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough, oh woah
Oh woah oh oh, oh woah oh oh

Ingrimm – Spielmann Lyrics

Bin des Nächtens wachgesessen
Meine Welt um mich vergessen
Und darüber nachgedacht
Was ich aus diesem Leben mach
Soll ich des Vaters Werk erlernen
Und komm so zu Gold und Ehren
Oder ist es mir bestimmt
Dass meine Hand ein Schwert sich nimmt
So hab ich wieder nachgesonnen
Hab manchen guten Rat vernommen
Mich zu regen, bringe Segen
Doch konnt das nicht mein Herz bewegen
Bis eines Tags einer kam

Mit Sack und Schellen und Gesang
Da fuhr es mir in den Sinn
Wofür ich geboren bin
Durch die Lande ziehn
Und auf Schalmei und Laute spielen
Ich will ein Spielmann sein
Laut die Trommel schlagen
Und nicht der Würde Bürde tragen
Ich will ein Spielmann sein
Von Feind und Leiden singen
Das Volk zum Tanzen bringen
Als Galgenbruder und Vagant
Angesehen und verdammt

Bko – Veel Stacks Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Ik ga te licht om met gevoelens noem het featherweight
Ik pakte net 10K en ik voel me great
Chandeliers, dikke tieten in een nigga face
Wine stains op marble floor it’s a nightmare
We gaan die junta litten
Hou die racker right there
Veel sheet in die planga voor die light, yeah (yeah)
Ze zegt ik ben niet planga
Ik rok die dita planga
Stelletje schapen
How can you Ferragamo
Ik wil alleen die kamers
Ben met een Spaanse
En ze zegt me mi hermano calma
Al die vino’s die ik klaar
Maakt een nigga parra
High fashion [?]
Soms een [?] van de Zara

[Hook]
Brick top, brick top and let the brick walk
Stick stock, stick stock and let the clit talk
Heb die goeie wiri met me nigga Adje
Ik heb mocro’s die je rippen types met die matjes
Ik wil stacks
Ik wil kanker veel stacks, jigga
Stelen van die rich [?]
Fock us in the flash, nigga
Never leave the damn Hussle
Cause they need me
10K out the wallet, noem het [?]

[Verse 2]
Hot talk, hot talk, hot job, jigga
10K btc, big chop, nigga
Ik heb die ballie hier zo in criped
Life [?] got them niggas submissed it
Ch, ch, choke hold. choke hold
It’s a choke hold
Nieuwe chain, 20 carrots on die white gold
Vieze motherf*ckers, heel je job froze
Die Nipsey Hussle
Straigth in the bims, nigga
Ik zei nip and see hussle in the bims nigga
Ik doe de plug walk
Ik zie je plug walkin’
Deze dagen ben ik stil
Ik hoor die mannen barken
Het is hard on the roads
Ik moet die waggie parken

[Hook]
Brick talk, brick talk and let that brick walk
Stick stock, stick stock and let the clit talk
Heb die goeie wiri met me nigga Adje
Ik heb mocro’s die je rippen types met die matjes
Ik wil stacks
Ik wil kanker veel stacks, jigga
Stelen van die rich [?]
Fock us in the flash, nigga
Never leave the damn Hussle
Cause they need me
10K out the wallet, noem het [?]

Taysav – Shark Tunes Lyrics

[Verse]
Late nights on that corner used to be everything
They done took away everything from my niggas
Gotta make a way for my niggas
I know Pappy with me in spirit, but that still ain’t good enough
But it’s good enough for them tools bustin’ your moves bust, but that’s stupid stuff
I’m tryna make it out this hellhole, that’ll be the day that hell froze
‘Cause you niggas dumb, brought the devil out
Might as well of brought your shovel out
‘Cause your soul and body goin’ underground, I don’t f*ck around
Hundred bands, that’s nothin’ now
I’ma probably spend it at the summer now, on a summer house
I miss some niggas that’s missing
Step out the frame, take yourself out the picture
Now tell me if you see what’s bigger
Tell me if you see a million
Pappy he gave me the vision
He told me to make sure the fans see the riches
To be out of town f*ckin’ all of they bitches
And pull out the lot bearin’ all of the business
He told me to make sure OG get a mansion
Look after my sister Tamryn
Give her bread just to manage
Give him some bread just to jack it
Go ‘head and splash it, we poppin’ tags ’cause we never had it
I just wanna live lavish, twenty mil in the stash like nigga we made it
I’m feelin’ great but I wanna feel better so I’m gettin’ faded
Perc-30’s I’m takin’, Backwoods what I’m facin’, we done upgraded
Came a long way from not havin’ cable, food on the table
I just want to do better, so in this shit I can’t let up
My own brother got wet up
How do you think that I feel? p*ssy I want to go kill
Thinkin’ like why the f*ck would I chill, if that’s my blood gettin’ spilled, huh?

You niggas don’t know that feeling
You don’t know about stashin’ poles in the ceiling
You don’t know about on the pole in the winter
When a nigga try to leave you froze in December
You don’t know about neck shots in September
It’s a whole lot of shit we don’t talk about
Free the guys locked up, can’t wait ’til they walkin’ out
Them is my dogs and we got lots to bark about
Broad day, night time, we’ll spark it out
I’ll show you what the sharks about
I’ll show you what the boys from the park about
I’ll show you how to blow when I hawk you down
It don’t even feel the same when I walk around ’cause I miss my niggas
On the other side pullin’ them triggers
Poppin’ though like they were that nigga, now you gone
Soon as we hop out I’m already blowin’
Soon as I’m blowin’ I’m already scorin’
Soon as I’m scorin’ I’m already runnin’ out
Shots in his face, like I told you don’t f*ck around
Lil nigga now what?
Me and gang roll him up in a fat blunt
Me and Lu slide down with the gats up
If a nigga ain’t dead, better act slumped
Free the gang for the work, that’s Spazz Out
That’s Shotta plus Lil Steve be back down
Couple days Big (?) be back down
Couple months, Leeky Leek be back down
I don’t know how to act now
So I’m ridin’ with the MAC now
If you try to run, blow his back out
f*ck around, ran up twenty-three racks now
Gonna go blow that, two or three bags now
Glock-22 got twenty-three, back down
‘Fore you get sat down, I got a sack now
I shop at Saks now, I’m throwin’ racks now
Missing my niggas, I wish I was back now, gang

French Montana – Straight For The Bag Lyrics (feat. Lgp Qua)

[French Montana:]
Straight for the bag (Han)
Straight for the bag (Han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)
Look dead in my face comin’ straight for the bag (Han)

Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag
Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)

[LGP Qua:]
I’m comin’ straight for the bag ain’t no kill with me
I need mines and yours, I guess that’s the Philly in me
I tell her that I love her, I guess that’s the Henny in me
Move foreign out the lot and I promise you it ain’t rented
Hottest in my city, I link with French now I’m turnin’ up
Niggas in your crib masked up, they hit at them [?]
Left me in the game ’bout to take it over, I’m blowin’ up
All white VVS gold, baby, I’m glowin’ up
Real nigga party, you can’t get no invitation
He got life, but they still respect him, he ain’t say shit
Caught him lackin’, jump up out the whip, gave him the whole clip
He court [?] instead you gettin’ life, gave up his whole [?]

[French Montana:]
Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag

Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)

[LGP Qua:]
Let’s get paid my nigga, that be the motto
Where I’m from they rob banks, nigga, they don’t bank on the lotto
Two things you smell in the air, death with gelato
In the field it’s nothin’ but dead bodies, Cinco de Mayo
Come through the baggage on me, they got the pale face
He ain’t leave a witness but definitely left some shell case
Couldn’t beat the case ’cause he black and you know the just racist
Keep it real I like blue faces, nigga, not new faces
Hear it in my voice, man I’m hungry, nigga it’s dinner time
You can’t break bread with your team, then he ain’t a friend of mine
Once I close my bedroom door, she know that it’s liquor time
I told these rappers they time tickin’, nigga I been the boom

[French Montana:]
Real niggas comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Bad bitches comin’ straight for the bag (Bag)
Ski mask comin’ straight for the bag (Woo)
Speed pass comin’ straight for the bag
Han, han
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Straight for the bag (Stop playin’ with me, han)
Comin’ straight for the bag (Han)

Stop playin’ with me
Stop playin’ with me
Stop playin’ with me

Bko – In A Way Lyrics

[Intro]
Beats by Esko
Esko!

[Pre-Chorus: BKO]
I put it on my life, oh yeah
Harde tanga, harde schijf
Zeg hem jij komt niet bij mij, no way
To-toch geef ik ze een kans, hode
Zie me pull up in een skrr
Hold up, wait, ‘t gaat in vuur op

[Chorus: Jonna Fraser]
Die shit gaat in de waves, in a way
Ik weet niet of je het weet, in a way
Die money maak ik nog steeds, in a way
Op een dag ben ik compleet, in a way

[Verse 1: BKO]
Superfly mattie ik heb je gezegd, lieg niet op mij
Cirkel kleiner dan een halo, wajow
Waarom doen die mannen emo?
Y-y-yung boy, heb ik wezen trappen
Daarom wil ik dat je, f*ck it
Al m’n mannen die zijn cucku-coo, in a way
We trappen nog steeds voor doekoe-koe, in a way
Je ziet me nu met blacka en met shotta
We dissen nog steeds voor de matta
Ik loop met een plank in m’n backa
Heb die information net een marker
Het is hoe, het is hoe, het is hoe
De manier hoe het nu komt
Het maakt niet uit, ik vind het goed
Ik ben nu met je boo, en ze zit aan m’n cuckoo
Nee ‘k heb er geen probleem mee, baby girl
Ik vind het cool

[Pre-Chorus: BKO]
I put it on my life, oh yeah
Harde tanga, harde schijf
Zeg hem jij komt niet bij mij, no way
To-toch geef ik ze een kans, hode
Zie me pull up in een skrr
Hold up, wait, ‘t gaat in vuur op

[Chorus: Jonna Fraser]

Die shit gaat in de waves, in a way
Ik weet niet of je het weet, in a way
Die money maak ik nog steeds, in a way
Op een dag ben ik compleet, in a way

[Verse 2: Jonna Fraser]
Mijn bitch die is nu boos
Dus ik pak, m’n sleutel uit mijn zak
En ik gas (gas)
I-ik verzacht de pijn, in de stad (Louis)
Een nieuwe zomerjas (Louis), niet gepast (Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis)
We stacken een hoop, en we spenden een hoop
Of ik ben in de buurt, yes ik ben met de bro’s
Als je zegt dat je bent, nou dan ben je niet zo
Ja ze zeggen ze stacken op gekke niveau
Kan zeggen ik ben er, ik heb hem beloofd
Ja we hebben verloren, en hebben geproost
Ik ben kort op die dough, met hem en die hoes
Want ze ruiken die dough en ze willen cadeau’s
Dat je het weet
Bespaar jezelf de moeite om te komen op m’n wave
Slow it down
Ik pak een way, door middel van die, ay
Door middel van m’n game, yay

[Pre-Chorus: BKO]
I put it on my life, oh yeah
Harde tanga, harde schijf
Zeg hem jij komt niet bij mij, no way
To-toch geef ik ze een kans, hode
Zie me pull up in een skrr
Hold up, wait, ‘t gaat in vuur op

[Chorus: Jonna Fraser]
Die shit gaat in de waves, in a way
Ik weet niet of je het weet, in a way
Die money maak ik nog steeds, in a way
Op een dag ben ik compleet, in a way

Gunna – Rockstar Bikers & Chains Lyrics

[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)
Woo, woo
Woo (Yeah)
Woo
Woo, woo
Yeah

[Chorus]
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (Chains)
One carat drip down my fang (Fang)
Drugs runnin’ deep through my vein (Woo)
I’m takin’ drugs, healin’ the pain (Woo)
Let the paint drip on my main (My main, woo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, woo)
I got more whips than a slave (Slave, woo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Copped the wrap on that bitch, got it matted (Yeah)
They doubted, didn’t think it would happen (Yeah)
Thank God that He blessed me with talent (Thank God, yeah)
My new bitch I got, she done been in the pageant (Yeah)
She sexy and so charismatic (Yeah, uh)
I hope it’s a bulletproof vest in that jacket (Yeah)
I keep the drumstick like it’s Madden (Yeah)
(I keep the drumstick like it’s Madden)
In need of that cash like a addict (Addict, woo)
Told her, “Pull up,” and sent her the addy (Pull up, woo)
Young GunWunna gon’ keep him a baddie (Young Wunna, woo)
I’m a rockstar and a god of the fashion (Uh, woo)
Can’t see you, these lights steady flashin’ (Woo)
Raised the bar for my niggas, now we livin’ legends (Wunna)
Just look at how we livin’ lavish (Just look at how we livin’ lavish)

[Chorus]
Rockstar life, bikers and chains (Chains)
One carat drip down my fang (Fang)
Drugs runnin’ deep through my vein (Woo)
I’m takin’ drugs, healin’ the pain (Woo)
Let the paint drip on my main (My main, woo)
Let the paint drip, me and Wave (Wave, woo)
I got more whips than a slave (Slave, woo)
Huh, safety deposit at Chase (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I want the fortune, not fame (Yeah)
Run it up, go buy the Lamb’ truck (Uh)
The Porsche, the Rolls Royce and the ‘Vette and the Range (‘Vette and the Range)
Niggas don’t play ’cause they know we gon’ bust (Nah)
We pull up, bullets rainin’ like rain (Rain)
They drip ’cause of us, they ain’t keepin’ up (Nah)
I switch it up, leather jackets and chains (Woo)
(I switch it up, leather jackets and chains)
Uh, rockstar life, bikers and chains (Woo)
Uh, you don’t want smoke with the gang (Woo)
F&N, spittin’ out flames (Woo)
Uh, I bring the heat like La Flame (Woo)
Came from the south but I ain’t Tity 2 Chainz
Shady baby, born and raised (Yeah)
I been puttin’ on like way back in the day
The price tag only thing that changed (Yeah)

[Outro]
Woo, woo
Woo, yeah, yeah
Woo
Woo, woo

Ingrimm – Skudrinka Lyrics

Schenk aus den Wein in vino veritas
Der Geist sitzt immer ganz unten im Krug
Trink nicht allein, stoß lieber mit mir an
Die Zeit mit Wein und Weib vergeht wie im Flug

Der Schnitter holt mich irgendwann
Vor nichts und niemanden macht die Sense halt
Und kommt er heute Nacht zu mir
Wird meine Zeche wohl mit meinem Blut bezahlt

Meum est propositum in taberna mori
Wein, Weib und Gesang soll mir den Tod versüßen
In vita in morte sumus
Kommt er in die Schenke werd ich ihn begrüßen

Der Tag vergeht und wieder kehr ich ein
Es dürstet mich nach dem Blut der Trauben
Ein tiefer Zug wäscht all die Sorgen fort
Einen Becher voll kann ich mir wohl erlauben

Der Schnitter holt mich irgendwann
Vor nichts und niemanden macht die Sense halt
Und kommt er heute Nacht zu mir
Wird meine Zeche wohl mit meinem Blut bezahlt

Meum est propositum in taberna mori
Wein, Weib und Gesang soll mir den Tod versüßen
In vita in morte sumus
Kommt er in die Schenke werd ich ihn begrüßen

Wenns etwas gibt, das ich zu büßen habe
Dass ich im Rausch immer die Wahrheit sage

Meum est propositum in taberna mori
Wein, Weib und Gesang soll mir den Tod versüßen
In vita in morte sumus
Kommt er in die Schenke werd ich ihn begrüßen

Soul Demise – Indifference Lyrics

Trust the time
It will bring you back
Out of time, out of dreams
The passage of drought will follow
But the knowledge of your inner self will mature
No act of repetition will follow that symbol won’t be no more

Trust the time it will bring you back
Your form of showing feelings will find the ear’s or heart’s channel
Understanding and acceptance, the coherence
If this isn’t the case, attempt a companion in your life

Miasmal – Excelsior Lyrics

The final word is unveiled
There’s no way back to our grave
Such treachery
The death of truth
This road will go on forever
Stuck in the trails where no one dared to tread
Lost in the haze where our souls have been bled
Dark reveries
Confusing threads
A severance from reality
It’s coming closer
It has no name
We carry on to the top

Excelsior
We stare into the black circle of death
No use for our regrets
My fate is sealed
These ugly scars
Will never heal
Days of bleakness, nights of sorrow
With certitude we burn
Fallen, rising
Heavy load
Light the fuses
And implode
Stand up, get out, carry on
Die, live, love, kill the forgone

Taysav – Picture Me Lyrics

(Intro)
Gang, gang
Bitch we’re 3 p’z
Free Shotta Free Spazz
That’s PBG
That’s ICG

(Chorus)

Picture me on top
Picture me ridin’ around with no Glock
Picture me ridin’ around with your thot
Picture me doing the shit that you’re not
Picture me in your town
Picture me smoking Crunch at the pound
From East Rogers where it goes down
So picture me making bro ‘n them proud
Picture me on that big screen
Picture me with the bigger things
Don’t picture me with the little things, only simple things
Gotta get it by any means
Picture me in the magazines
30 rounds in my magazine
So picture yourself a casualty

(Verse 1)

Picture me in the hills
Picture me swimming like a got gills
Picture me sippin’ drinks from that [?]
You’re bitch wetter than the [?] nigga
Picture me as the president, nothing lesser than
Picture me talking 50 bricks with them Mexicans
Picture me
I already know how you picture me when you look at me
You just see another nigga fighting murder in the first degree
You [?] to picture you hurtin’ me
You just think about murkin’ me
Never pictures what’s underneath
You just picture shit that’s surface deep
Now picture me as a business man
Picture me living on the edge
Picture me layin’ in the streets
Bulletholes all in my head
Picture me with a record deal
Picture me with a hundred mill
Picture me locked behind them walls for a hundred years on a tip
Picture that
Picture me with Spazz & Shotta
Picture me with Bigz & DonDon
Picture bro ‘n them beat their case
Smiling in the state attorney’s face
Picture me and my wife on dates
f*cking all night and we wake up late
Picture me smoking dough away
f*ck around, even tryna [?]

(Chorus)

Picture me on top
Picture me ridin’ around with no Glock
Picture me ridin’ around with your thot
Picture me doing the shit that you’re not
Picture me in your town
Picture me smoking Crunch at the pound
From East Rogers where it goes down
So picture me making bro ‘n them proud
Picture me on that big screen
Picture me with the bigger things

Don’t picture me with the little things, only simple things
Gotta get it by any means
Picture me in the magazines
30 rounds in my magazine
So picture yourself a casualty

(Verse 2)

Picture me with them stars
Picture me drivin’ forein ass cars
Picture me high as f*ck like by Mars
Picture me off the percs with your broad
Picture me as a kingpin, not the middleman
Picture me doing anything that I f*ckin’ can
Picture me posted on the ‘Worth
Picture me posted on a shirt
Picture my big brother hurt
Tell me is this shit really worth it?
Picture me fighting for my life
Picture me hiding all my life
Picture me riding on a heist cause I gotta see what them hunnids like
Now picture me at Diddy crib
Picture me with Jay & Kim
Picture me with Jay & B (?)
Young niggas just tryna live
Picture me in a booth with me
Picture me as [?]
Picture me with a passing speed
Picture fans running after me
Picture me on another level
Picture me with a busy schedule
Picture me underneath the shovel
Laid down on that earth
Picture me with a lot of bandz
Picture me with a lot of friends
Picture me getting on the stand lyin’ for my maaaans
Cause I take it that can you picture that when it’s set in stone can’t take it back
I took some losses, can’t take it back
If it’s about the bandz, I’ma make it back
Can you picture me with a 100 racks, or a hundred mill, or a platinum plaque
Can you picture me getting out of rap with my whole gang and never coming back

[Chorus]
Picture me on top
Picture me ridin’ around with no Glock
Picture me ridin’ around with your thot
Picture me doing the shit that you’re not
Picture me in your town
Picture me smoking Crunch at the pound
From East Rogers where it goes down
So picture me making bro ‘n them proud
Picture me on that big screen
Picture me with the bigger things
Don’t picture me with the little things, only simple things
Gotta get it by any means
Picture me in the magazines
30 rounds in my magazine
So picture yourself a casualty

Alizee – Hey ! Amigo ! Lyrics

Deambule,
Dehanche-toi plus
Elle deambule,
Dans tes avenues, tes rues,
“Mets les hommes”…
A ses pieds si tendres,
Barcelone, fais lui bien comprendre:
Qu’elle se trompe
Quel qu’en soit l’emoi
Elle se trompe,
Car elle est comme toi, un chat
Qui ondule
Qui fait le dos rond
Elle manipule, celui qui dit non

Hey! Amigo!
Elle veut du haut, elle veut ta peau
Et sur son dos, un tatouage.
Hey! Amigo!
Mi amigo, elle veut du beau
Et d’un amour, sans maquillage.

Deambule,

Dehanche-toi plus
Elle deambule,
Dans tes avenues, tes rures.
“Mets les voiles”…
A son doux visage
Barcelona, prends-la en otage.
Elle se donne
Quel qu’en soit le poids
Oui, elle se donne,
Car elle est comme toi, un chat
Qui minaude…
Qui feint, et salue l’homme
Elle se sauve d’un bond
Comme elle s’envole!

Hey! Amigo!
Elle veut du haut, elle veut ta peau
Et sur son dos, un tatouage.
Hasta luego,
Mi amigo, elle veut du beau
Et d’un amour sans maquillage.

Sesame Street – Rubber Duckie Lyrics

Rubber Ducky
You’re the one
You make bath time
Lots of fun!
Rubber Ducky
I’m awfully fond of you!

Rubber Ducky
Joy of joy
When I squeeze you you make noise
Rubber Ducky
You’re my very best friend
It’s true

Every Day
When I make my way to the tubby
I find a little fella who’s
Cute and yella
And chubby
Rubba dub dubby!

Rubber Ducky

You’re so fine
And I’m lucky that your mine
Rubber ducky I’m awfully fond of you

Every Day
When I make my way to the tubby
I find a little fella who’s
Cute and yella
And chubby
Rubba dub dubby!

Rubber ducky your so fine
And I’m lucky that you’re mine
Rubber ducky I’m awfully fond of
Rubber ducky I’m awfully foooond
Of you!

Acid Drinkers – Waitin’ For The Hair Lyrics

Fifty bears jumped on my neck
And fago told me it would come back, yeah!
He said: “Sometimes it’s very painful
When they are biting and trying to suck, suck!”
You see, this evening as an executioner
Tormented me again
And lost apostles kicked my ass!
Kicked so strong
And the colored lady did nothing
To make me feel well
They killed my soul
I wanted it cos I’m a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance

-Rocca was sure
It is to be ninety-two, yeah!
-Some guys will cry
And the city always knows where I’m going
In it;s swollen dead body
The city will send apostles
The city’s not stupid
Waitin’ 4, waitin’ 4
Fago wrote me a letter,
He said: “I got no money
For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but…”

Acid Drinkers – Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life Lyrics

One sucker wrote ’bout me
In his f*ckin’ paper
Litza wants to break his nose
And Kick his slim ass

Everybody got problems
And so, so everybody tries to kill his soul
But I always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life.

One bitch said to you:
Your wallet is too lean
You just want to break her leg

And wring her neck

Everybody got problems
And so, so everybody tries to kill his soul
But I always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life…

Always look on the bright side of life
Always look on the bright side of life

Tej, nałóg, cho tu, tej, cho tu!!!

Ruel – Not Thinkin’ Bout You Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’ve been telling my friends I’m cool, I finally got you out my head
But if I gotta walk by your house I take the long way home instead
‘Cause I guess if I see you outside and you act like, who am I? I won’t let myself forget
‘Cause every time, every time, every time I see you I know I’m not ready yet

[Pre-Chorus]
No, I don’t want somebody else, feels like I’m going through hell
So I just lie to myself just to prove

[Chorus]
I’m not thinkin’ ’bout you, you
I’m not thinkin’ ’bout you, you
I don’t wanna think about

[Verse 2]
You got me feeling things I swear that I have never felt
And you have a way with saying words that always stick around
And if I saw you outside hanging out with another guy like you’re better off without
No, I would try, I would try, I would try to look away till I convince myself

[Pre-Chorus]
No, I don’t want somebody else, feels like I’m going through hell
So I just lie to myself just to prove

[Chorus 2]
I’m not thinkin’ ’bout you, you (Oh)
I’m not thinkin’ ’bout you, you
No, I don’t wanna think about
No, I don’t wanna think about you, no

[Bridge]
Suddenly I’m thinking ’bout
All the times we had, keep on rushin’ back
Fillin’ up my head, I don’t wanna think about
What I’m feeling now, I wanna push it down
I wanna block it out, I don’t wanna think about

[Chorus 3]
You, you
No, I don’t wanna think about (You, you, you)
No, I don’t wanna think about (You, you, you)
No, I don’t wanna think about (You, you, you)
No, I don’t wanna think about

Ben Platt – Better Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I don’t know if you’re listening or if you wanted to hear from me
I don’t feel like you’re supposed to when somebody sets you free
I’m not good at pretending that I’m happy to be alone
Part of me is a question, can’t answer it on my own
‘Cause I lost part of me when I lost all of you, now I’m lost

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna come crawling, crawling
But I catch myself falling, falling
I could try to stop calling, calling just to show myself
Did you keep my sweater, sweater
Did you read my letter, letter?
Do you know me better, better than I know myself?
Do you know me better, better than I know myself?

[Verse 2]
I don’t feel like we’re done here
You got a lock on the things I want
I’m a lost, lonely one here who’s addicted to holding on
I don’t have you to kiss now and I’m putting myself to sleep
But it’s me that I miss now, there’s a me that I didn’t keep

[Chorus]

I don’t wanna come crawling, crawling
But I catch myself falling, falling
I could try to stop calling, calling just to show myself
Did you keep my sweater, sweater
Did you read my letter, letter?
Do you know me better, better than I know myself?
Do you know me better, better than I know myself?
Than I know myself?

[Bridge]
‘Cause I lost part of me when I lost all of you, now I’m lost

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna come crawling, crawling
But I catch myself falling, falling
I could try to stop calling, calling just to show myself
Did you keep my sweater, sweater
Did you read my letter, letter?
Do you know me better, better
Do you know me better, better than I know myself?
Than I know myself?

[Outro]
I don’t wanna wait any longer for the feeling of getting stronger
Maybe that’s why I wrote a song for you
‘Cause you know me better, better than I know myself

Stray Kids – Airplane Lyrics

[Romanized:]

YAYA
Bihaenggi bihaenggi

Meolli tteona ollataja bihaenggi
Neowa na hamkke taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Okay eodideunji gaji jigu jeo kkeutkkaji
Haewa dari batong teochihan hu dasi haega tteul ttaekkaji
Mannal ttaemada naraganeun gibun
Hansirado akkawo 1bun
Akkyeobojago pullin sinbal kkeundo mot mukkeosseo

Paran haneul barabomyeo geonneun geotdo joeunde
Jeo haneulgwa deo gakkapge
Yeonghwa gamsangeun saekdareuge
Ginae eumnyowa eoreumeun jeokdanghage
Uwa gamtansawa mm mm mm
Noraenmal ttara Paris anim London eottae

Ay, ay, gidaryeobwa
Jamkkanman jinjeonghaebwa
Ay, ay, itjana na
Nega nan neomu joa

Cheoeumbuteo neon
Nae simjangeul heundeulgo nareul michige hae

Meolli tteona ollataja bihaenggi
Neowa na hamkke taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Jim ssago wa ollataja bihaenggi
Gachi ga nal ttarawa bihaenggi
We are, we are
We high, we high
Meollimeolli neowaneun eodideunji gaji ya ya

Today’s the day to fly away
Gidaega dwae gureum chimdae
Sangsanghalsurok mami pyeonhaejyeo baby
Ppalli nawa mot chama seolleneun gibun mallya

Deudieo namui nunchi boji anko swil su isseo
Geudongan ssain modeun geotdeul changmun bakke deonjyeo
Pyeonhage dulmanui segyee inneunde
Eoneu sungan dochakan igoseun New York anim LA

Ay, ay, gidaryeobwa
Jamkkanman jinjeonghaebwa
Ay, ay, itjana na
Nega nan neomu joa

Cheoeumbuteo neon
Nae simjangeul heundeulgo nareul michige hae

Meolli tteonajago ollata bihaenggi
Neowa danduriseo taneun bihaenggi
We are, we are
We high, we high
Meollimeolli eodideun gayo

Jim ssago wa ollataja bihaenggi
Gachi ga nal ttarawa bihaenggi
We are, we are eodideun gayo
We are, we are neowaneun eodideunji gaji

Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo tteona
Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Meolli tteona
We falling in love yeah

Girl I will show you Neverland
Nan neoui piteo paen naui son nochi ma babe
Amudo bon jeogi eomneun geol
Neoman boige modeun geol da nege julge

Wait jom deo nae yeopeuro wa closer
Neutgi jeone nareul bwa my lover
Kkumsogeseojocha nan
Meolli tteonaneun sangsangeul hae

Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo tteona
Now put your hands up
Urineun maeil maeil
Joeun neukkim gajigoseo
Tteona everywhere

Meolli tteona bihaenggi tago
Neowa na danduri ganeun trippin’
Jim ssago wa bihaenggi tago
Meollimeolli neowaneun eodideunji gaji
YAYA

[Korean:]

YAYA
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We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

Okay 어디든지 가지 지구 저 끝까지
해와 달이 바통 터치한 후 다시 해가 뜰 때까지
만날 때마다 날아가는 기분
한시라도 아까워 1분
아껴보자고 풀린 신발 끈도 못 묶었어

파란 하늘 바라보며 걷는 것도 좋은데
저 하늘과 더 가깝게
영화 감상은 색다르게
기내 음료와 얼음은 적당하게
우와 감탄사와 mm mm mm
노랫말 따라 Paris 아님 London 어때

Ay, ay, 기다려봐
잠깐만 진정해봐
Ay, ay, 있잖아 나
네가 난 너무 좋아

처음부터 넌
내 심장을 흔들고 나를 미치게 해

멀리 떠나 올라타자 비행기
너와 나 함께 타는 비행기
We are, we are 어디든 가요
We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

짐 싸고 와 올라타자 비행기
같이 가 날 따라와 비행기
We are, we are
We high, we high
멀리멀리 너와는 어디든지 가지 ya ya

Today’s the day to fly away
기대가 돼 구름 침대
상상할수록 맘이 편해져 baby
빨리 나와 못 참아 설레는 기분 말야

드디어 남의 눈치 보지 않고 쉴 수 있어
그동안 쌓인 모든 것들 창문 밖에 던져
편하게 둘만의 세계에 있는데
어느 순간 도착한 이곳은 New York 아님 LA

Ay, ay, 기다려봐
잠깐만 진정해봐
Ay, ay, 있잖아 나
네가 난 너무 좋아

처음부터 넌
내 심장을 흔들고 나를 미치게 해

멀리 떠나자고 올라타 비행기
너와 단둘이서 타는 비행기
We are, we are
We high, we high
멀리멀리 어디든 가요

짐 싸고 와 올라타자 비행기
같이 가 날 따라와 비행기
We are, we are 어디든 가요
We are, we are 너와는 어디든지 가지

Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서 떠나
Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
멀리 떠나
We falling in love yeah

Girl I will show you Neverland
난 너의 피터 팬 나의 손 놓지 마 babe
아무도 본 적이 없는 걸
너만 보이게 모든 걸 다 네게 줄게

Wait 좀 더 내 옆으로 와 closer
늦기 전에 나를 봐 my lover
꿈속에서조차 난
멀리 떠나는 상상을 해

Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서 떠나
Now put your hands up
우리는 매일 매일
좋은 느낌 가지고서
떠나 everywhere

멀리 떠나 비행기 타고
너와 나 단둘이 가는 trippin’
짐 싸고 와 비행기 타고
멀리멀리 너와는 어디든지 가지
YAYA

Young Chris – Yellow Flag Lyrics (feat. Wale)

[?]
I could be your lover
Out in public though, I gotta be your brother
Don’t need ’em to think of her
Okay, you can be my girl
Flick bird at the informants
City girls cool but she fruitful as any farmer
Truthful, ain’t too religious but prey on niggas that want her
I pray the woman I like get right with my baby mother
Like Annalise Keating, she is decent, still kept a body like
Used to hustle out the marquees, built the stash in the caddy
Poverty had me, success grabbed me
Raised in the streets, the absence of my daddy
Hustle substituting the computer, I’m corner savvy, mm
Dirty Harry, you could bloody Mary
Family funeral, no Tyler Perry
Six homies to carry, cemetery to bury
Creepin’ where you sleep like the ferret, don’t lose your teeth
Yeah, my soldiers is militant
Military, we do retreat, this shit deep nigga
Yeah, you street fightin’ like [?] trigga
Shoutout Maleek, you gon’ die if you don’t eat nigga
Elevate all times, watchin’ the streets trickle
Down nigga, you clown niggas ain’t me nigga
I’m god-gifted, I’m different
I’m complicated, they simple
My competition been constipated
See y’all only shit though it’s hard shit you ain’t been through

Y’all [?]
You far far from official
I got bitches that brag for me
You braggin’ a [?] yellow flag where it is (Brrrt)
[?] calibers filled with extensions
AK filled with bananas, guerillas peelin’ them bitches
Knee deep in the trenches, fiends stickin’ syringes
For my ninjas in the yard where they barbwire the fences
I’ma kill every guard in position and the witness
Just need the drop to the exact location, attack formation
Send ’em to maintenance, leavin’ vacant while vacationin’
That’s what happen when you leak information
Know we two of the best
Quit imitating, nigga, show some respect (Take the good)

I take the good with the bad (Yeah, hmm)
I give my niggas my last (Yeah, hmm)
This here is two of the best
You may not hear what I hear
Just know, I said what I said
And second guess your respect
I take the good with the bad (Yeah, hmm)
I give my niggas my last (Yeah, okay)
This here is two of the best
You may not hear what I hear
Just know, I said what I said
And second guess your respect
Yellow flag, show respect