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Pull up wit a stick freestyle – Fetty Wap lyrics

Lyrics Fetty Wap – Pull up wit a stick freestyle

I’ma pull up wit a stick, yeah
With the stick, yeah
Hatin’ on me you a b*tch, yeah
You a b*tch, yeah
You not really with the shits, yeah
With the shits, yeah
I be boolin’ with my dawgs just like Micheal Vick
We ain’t beefin’ ’bout no money, it don’t make no sense
Have my d*ck all in his ..
Yeah, you know the location to my show
Paid official, we could shoot this shit fo’ show
Ayy, .. (mobbin’ nigga) versuri-lyrics.info
In New Jersey I be slidin’ on my folks (skrt skrrrt)
Ayy, I’m humble but I came from kickin’ door
So please don’t make the Zoo step out his zone (12 hundred)
Don’t make me pull up with the stick, make it hit (goddamn)
Yeah, seen yo’ b*tch on the ‘Gram, so I hit (goddamn)
Yeah, said she never had a man that was rich (goddamn)
Yeah, you should’ve told yo’ hoe to make it clap (goddamn)
Yeah, these niggas got me f*cked up I swear (f*cked up I swear)
Yeah, a nigga might get f*cked up this year (get f*cked up this year)
Yeah, nigga come down right, f*ck a b*tch (f*ck a b*tch)
Yeah, niggas in they feelings, so they sick (so they sick)
Yeah, I’m still collecting .. (money)
Still getting .. (money)
.. (money)

A song that I .. still went platinum (a million)
This is not a joke, I’m just askin’ (Zoovier)
Lawyers waitin’ in Dubai you could ask them (gang)
Still sellin’ overseas triple platinum (gang)
And hoes get on they knees when I pass them
Yeah, I’m don’t spend it three ways I just cash them
Yeah, run it like a relay I’ma pass them
Yeah, that’s a million on my neck if you ask me
Boolin’ on the jet with the cash in (Zoovie, zoovie)
Yeah, run up on me if you think I’m captain
Yeah, always got my chain come and snatch it
Yeah, and I’m really up the chain I be snappin’
Yeah, and I just hope you know I’m really with the shits
I put you ..
I’m from New Jersey that’s my word (gang gang)
We known for puttin’ niggas on the news (gang gang)
We known for takin’ out them niggas jewels (12 hundred)
We known for breakin’ all the f*ckin’ rules (12 hundred)
And you from .. lookin’ for a tool (lil’ b*tch)
.. you ain’t .. (you ain’t ..)
If you keep on reaching boy you ..
Gang, gang, gang ,ganggg.
Fetty Wap lyrics
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Xo freestyle – Fetty Wap lyrics

Lyrics Fetty Wap – Xo freestyle

Shorty said she miss me but she lie, but she lie
Something about me leaving made her cry, made her cry
She don’t want another nigga in her life, in her life, yeah I can’t believe it yeah, I can’t believe it no
Baby imma tell you when we wrong, when we wrong
When I was sleeping you was going through my phone, through my phone
I was creeping yeah I couldn’t leave her alone, leave her alone, yeah
Even moved lil shorty in my home, in my home Yeah,
and she played it cool and kept it smooth, kept it smooth, yeah
Instagram the only way you knew, way you knew I ain’t playing with you i’m just being true,
yeah It’s a million niggas doing what I do, doing what I do versuri-lyrics.info
But a million niggas wouldn’t tell the truth, tell the truth
Kept the jig but I guess it didn’t work, didn’t work, yeah
Loyality the only thing that hurt thing that hurt, yeah I can’t believe it yeah, I can’t believe it nooo.(xo)
Fetty Wap lyrics
Video freestyle

Twinbow – Slushii feat. Marshmello lyrics

Lyrics Slushii – Twinbow

When I’m weak I want to fly, high
Higher, and higher, and higher
Don’t wanna risk my life
If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the world
Higher, and higher, and higher
Dont wanna risk my life
If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the world.(twinbow)

If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the world.

When I’m weak I want to fly, high
Higher, and higher, and higher
Don’t wanna risk my life
If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the world
Higher, and higher, and higher versuri-lyrics.info
If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the world.

If the only way to make it is to break the rules and take over the worlddd.
Slushii lyrics
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Becky Hill – Rude Love

[Single coming real soon. Stay tuned for the updated lyrics]

Egyedul megyek tovabb – Horvath Tamas dalszoveg

Dalszoveg Horvath Tamas – Egyedul megyek tovabb

Annyi mindent mondanek, de mar felesleges.
Adjak meg egy eselyt? De minek, hogy kinevess?
Mar nem kerek ebbol tobbe, egyedul megyek tovabb.
Kitaposom elottem az utat, rad nem varok mar tovabb.

Elmult erzem, elmult mar.
A regi ido nem jon vissza mar.
Valtozik minden, valtoztam en is.
Idovel minden megszepul de megis…
Miert igy lett? Mondd!
Miert volt keves?
Versuri-lyrics.info
Teljes szivem beletettem,
neked megsem volt egesz.
Tudom hibas vagyok,
vallalom de te miert nem?
Hazudsz tovabb magadnak.
en ezt nem ertem.

Annyi mindent mondanek, de mar felesleges.
Adjak meg egy eselyt? De minek, hogy kinevess?
Mar nem kerek ebbol tobbe, egyedul megyek tovabb.
Kitaposom elottem az utat, rad nem varok mar tovabb.

Nem varok el semmit es tudom, hogy
igy lesz jo.
Kitaposom az utamat es tudom, hogy nekem
igy lesz jo.
Nem varok mar valaszt.
Eros a lelkem, nem kell tamasz!

Annyi mindent mondanek, de mar felesleges.
Adjak meg egy eselyt? De minek, hogy kinevess?
Mar nem kerek ebbol tobbe, egyedul megyek tovabb.
Kitaposom elottem az utat, rad nem varok mar tovabb.

Annyi mindent mondanek, de mar felesleges.
Adjak meg egy eselyt? De minek, hogy kinevess?
Mar nem kerek ebbol tobbe, egyedul megyek tovabb.
Kitaposom elottem az utat, rad nem varok mar tovabbb. (x3)
Horvath Tamas dalszovegek
Video tovabb

Bandit – Kuuro lyrics

Lyrics Kuuro – Bandit

Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandit. (x4)

Bandit, bandit, bandit, bandiiit
Bandit, bandit, bandit, bandiiit
Bandit, bandit, bandit, bandiiit
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit

I’m a f*ckin’
I’m a f*ckin’

Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandit
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit

/Bandit./(x12)
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit
Versuri-lyrics.info

I’m a f*ckin’
I’m a f*ckin’..

I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit
I’m a bandiiit
I’m a f*ckin’ bandiiit
Understand it, I’m a f*ckin’ bandittt.
Kuuro lyrics
Video Kuuro

Fallout – Bushido songtexte

Songtexte Bushido – Fallout

Schwarze Regentropfen fall’n
Es ist Fallout, Fallout!
Sickern durch die Risse im Asphalt
Es ist Fallout, Fallouuut!
Ich bin radioaktiv und nicht im Radio, du Piç
Es ist Fallouuut, Fallouuut!
Fick das Grundgesetz, ich brauch’ kein’n Grund, du Kek
Sonny Black ist back und es wird wieder ungerecht – Fallouuut!

Blutgeld – Paralleljustiz
Meine Tochter ballt in der Cartierboutique
Du bist am iPhone, ich am Cryptophon
Broke Rapper aktivier’n mein Glückshormon
Sonny ist der Szenename
Liefer’ Stoff und meine keine Meterware
Persönlicher Bearbeiter im Dezernat
LKA, BKA, MDMA-Präparat
Eingetragener Verein
Hunde komm’n nicht rein
Während Bullen wieder in Zivil fahnden
Sitze ich im Hinterzimmer, trinke Tee und spiel’ Karten
Orte, wo ich häng’, sind kriminalitätsbelastet
Nerven liegen blank – Ramadan und jeder fastet
Früher schrieb ich Texte noch im Linienbus
Heute fick’ ich Mütter und verpiss’ mich nach Mauritius.

Schwarze Regentropfen fall’n
Es ist Fallouuut, Fallouuut!
Sickern durch die Risse im Asphalt
Es ist Fallouuut, Fallouuut!
Ich bin radioaktiv und nicht im Radio, du Piç
Es ist Fallouuut, Fallouuut!
Fick das Grundgesetz, ich brauch’ kein’n Grund, du Kek
Sonny Black ist back und es wird wieder ungerecht – Fallouuut!

Scarface – Ribéry
Meine Tochter ballt bei Tiffany
Manche Brüder halbes Jahr in Beugehaft
50k ist die Kaution, Korruption, Teufelspakt
Kein’n Respekt vorm Rechtssystem
Weil wir sowieso auf jeder Blacklist steh’n
Wir sind der Alptraum für jedes Openair
Wenn wir komm’n, wird Ferropolis zum Roten Meer
Ich sitz’ neben Sean Connery
Du fliegst nur Economy
Fick Maria .. und die billige
Hure wirft siamesische Zwillinge
Werfe eine Flasche aus der Minibar
Und treffe Streetcinema
Fick auf deine Meinung, Geheimbund, Freimaurerei
Und wenn ich will, ist wieder 2002.

Schwarze Regentropfen fall’n
Es ist Fallout, Fallouuut!
Sickern durch die Risse im Asphalt
Es ist Fallout, Fallouuut! (Fallout!)
Ich bin radioaktiv und nicht im Radio, du Pic
Es ist Fallout, Fallouuut! versuri-lyrics.info
Fick das Grundgesetz, ich brauch’ kein’n Grund, du Kek
Sonny Black ist back und es wird wieder ungerecht – Fallouttt!
Bushido songtexte
Video Bushido

Back to me – KSHMR feat. Crossnaders lyrics

Lyrics KSHMR – Back to me

Paint my roses red right before the end,
I will let the raindrops carry me,
All we ever said dancin through my head.
Wait until it all comes back to me.

Paint my roses red right before the end,
I will let the raindrops carry me,
All we ever said dancin through my head.
Wait until it all comes back to meee.

All we ever said. (x2)

Paint my roses red right before the end,
I will let the raindrops carry me,
Versuri-lyrics.info
All we ever said dancin through my head.
Wait until it all comes back to meee. (x2)

All we ever said. (x3)

Back to meee.
KSHMR lyrics
Video me

RICK ROSS – Scientology lyrics

Welcome to the Scientology of hip hop where you might
Sign a life long contract as well.. Welcome

You’re so lucky to grow and age
Lucky to go insane, they say they spotted some cancer
Mucus built on your brain
But you tell me to keep on praying
Really this is a blessing, many been long and gone
Family your true possessions, admit I made some mistakes
Can’t blame it on adolescence, so infected with greed
Having something to see
I was running in circles and it was right next to me
This must have been God’s wishes
Cause all my friends went to prison
Nothing like Bryan Williams but when they come home I kiss em
Hold on, give me a second refreshing my recollection
Labels, we playing chess
Nothing I’m not contested, you niggas is stupid
Thinking Craig Kallman won’t send his shooters
They’ve been robbing for years. no fear to blow out your noodles
Looking at B.I.G and Pac imagining all the profits
A fiend sitting at home
Picture me rolling out and no royalties in the pocket
Who really is there to blame
Each man feed a man, children we get a gang
Scientology prophets you better stay in your lane
Let me roll up some green

This game is economics I pray you go back to college
All I’m seeing is bitches so queens go back to Hollis
Made it without a father my mother did I acknowledge
Know a crooked attorney, last name Sotomayer
I’m breaching these contracts preachers and gun claps
Smoking that Mike Dean until my lungs collapse
Bun B and Action Bronson, I’m seeing no colors
If you with me you with me I’ma ride for my brother
Honor and pride put the salaries aside
This lead in the water put your prayers in the sky
Respect me as a man as you looking in my eye
Lets address the [?] won’t be no problems down the line
See confederate flags but I got a flag of mine
Yeah… yeah, I got a flag of mine!
Yeah bang we can do it then!
I got that money from Lil Wayne lets do it yeah

RICK ROSS – Santorini Greece lyrics

Sometimes I be wanting to say “fuck the world!”
I don’t give a fuck!
Shoot it out with all you bitches
Bitches don’t love me
Young black nigga, nigga fighting the world, nigga
Everywhere you go bitches throwing rocks nigga
Man, a nigga in a Lamborghini

Seen a Cuban kilo I was 15
Dealing yayo never had my teeth cleaned
Restricted license but I’m so divisive
I know the snipers and I flow the nicest
Fresher than Groovy Lou at a Coogi shoot
A multiple weapons in my new Gucci boots
The bank account done caught the holy ghost
I say the bank account done caught the holy ghost
Hot pastrami for my Jewish chicks
Eight days of Christmas, every day a newer gift
I’m Michael Jackson to the rich niggas
That leather jacket, baby, with the 6 zippers
Suicide, or rather crucified
I prophesize your whole crew demise
Mutulu wife reside in Cuba nigga
Shoot you, let you bleed out, it’s how they do it nigga

Huh! Huh!
These niggas don’t believe in God
From this very moment, you should believe in God

Half of my niggas headed to Attica
Either trafficking or destined to be a janitor
Diabetes rampant in my blood line
That why fat boy be happy to see the sunshine
I’m here for results baby let’s cut to chase
Sticky fingers and paper
D.A. will drop the case
Art Basel with Lyor I blew 300 with ’em
2 seaters for all the soldiers who running with ’em
Ask 100 women, yeah they wanna hit ’em
I be half awake and still be running in ’em
Two new liter sprite to get me through the night
Bowling alley in the basement but we still shooting dice
Rich forever, killa take my old advice
Better yet, take my old bitches and mold ’em right
And if I want her back I come and take her back
Santorini Greece, I put it on the map

Some points you niggas gotta be grateful
Mutulu Shakur
I know your dreads touching the floor nigga

We in the last days, these racist agendas
Blatant double standards because I’m a nigga
Jesse Jackson on them people payroll (fuck him)
When you black, lips chapped cause the game cold
I’m giving niggas jobs when I sing songs
White man love me when I get my bling on
But you hate me buying real estate in foreign land
Respect my genius, all my people Portishead
Room full of cloaks and they count votes
Million man march and I’m taking notes
Made it to the top, you thought they saw a ghost
Facing tax evasion, niggas sell they soul
So selling dope was the path we chose
And now it’s boats in the Bel-Air rows
Rich niggas in the set and stone
Neck rocky, Sylvester Stallone
See me in Capris or them Andes
Santorini, Greece with a dime piece
My money long, you know I’m out your reach
Only fat nigga jogging on the beach
Versace underwear but see the ass crack
Oblivious to how rapid my cash stack
I’m a pistol toter, fuck I’m voting for? (fuck ’em)
If I could, I’d drop a bomb, let’s take em all to war (fuck ’em)
My favorite shorty out of Baltimore (yeah)
Every Chanel you know I bought it for her (I got that)
All the arguments she never called the law
I was never home but hid the money in the walls
Constant visits from the A.T.F
So I copped some cribs in the ATL
Martha Stewart decorated both
Snoop Dogg donated the smoke

This Chinese arithmetic, and it all add up
It all add up
Big Dog, Big Boss
(Huh! Huh!)

RICK ROSS – Triple Platinum lyrics

You understand?
“When I get to heaven, I’ll see my grandmother there. She’ll say ‘Great God almighty, here come my child! He must’ve got here by prayer.’ Did y’all hear that? That’s what my grandmother’ll say. She’ll say, ‘Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.’”

Versace drawers, like I’m triple platinum
Forty cars, like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Shows cost a hundred, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum
Me and HOV back and forth, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, I’m out in Kons, Club Gartha

Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness
Time for the real niggas just to really cash in
Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states
Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate
Sweat drippin’ from my fitted giving niggas chills
Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills
Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit
Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks
In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice
Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice
But I had a lawyer like them triple platinum
His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet
Everybody mad at ya when you’re living fabulous
Self made, then you never out here kissing asses
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Mad at the world, but you trigger happy
Double R’s on the gates, it’s like I’m triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the pistol’s in the plastic

Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum

Triple platinum without an album sale
Three million grams, I left a powder trail
All gold Rollie, face like a diamond feel
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
Real trap nigga, live like I’m triple platinum
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
My voodoo lady still keep her couch in the plastic
Triple platinum, they hatin’, niggas alter they captions
Ten years and it’s time for revenge
Paintings on my wall a gift to my kids
Versace drawers like I’m triple platinum
Wore ’em once and disposed ’em after
Bitches fuck me like I’m triple platinum
Like Prince in that purple jacket
Purple rain, pop a purp’ and half a xanax
Trap star, livin’ like I’m triple platinum
These are the jewels of many gods, the secret blessings
Script is written on platinum plaques, decode the message
Voice of a legend, Grammy nominated
Ramadan once a year, my sacrificial payment
Stone thrown at my Jesus piece, help me Lord
But tempt me, kill my Judas with a platinum sword
A king, but I’m punished with a crown of thorns
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
God’s child, my soul triple platinum
When I speak, it’s with the richest accent
I die for the ones that I love
All the pain, I just fill it with void

Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum

I seen it from afar, blessings from the Lord
When a nigga that’s so sharp, heaven’s conscious loss
Before you buy a bottle, let’s enjoy a glass
Mad flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let the lions loose
Retaining ownership is all I want in this
Maybe two Phantoms, a bad one, ain’t got a bone to pick
Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic
Told the detectives “Fuck ’em” and I bought a rocket missile
Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates
You not a boss until everybody at your table ate
100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money
‘Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny
Cuban links on me like I’m triple platinum
The triple beam still up in my kitchen cabinet

Triple platinum, triple platinum
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum

RICK ROSS – Summer Seventeen lyrics

You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide and I pray you are

I’m out on bond so I gotta beat it
All the dope boys say they wanna be me (boss)
I got a lick boy, I got a lick
2017 trust me boy, this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn
Pool of bitches fucking me, I got em’ taking turns
My nigga bought the stick but you wanna fade
Made runnin’ in the bank a residential thing
All my niggas mad they like fuck the world
Back to standin’ on the Ave. with a couple birds
If you a killer well I’m tryna see
Cause calling the police the only thing free
I had to park that purple Lamborghini?
And pull that Chevy back out on the cement
I’m from the city where they kill for nothin’
And all Renzel do is push a button

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
(All my niggas! I’m talking all my niggas!)
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen

I had a quarter mil’ when I was seventeen
Quarterback and quarter keys, plus I own the team
Rather you than me, rather me than you
Riding in that coupe, hanging out shooting
Glass panoramic top, I don’t got no roof
Your bitch wishing on a star
I can see the moon
I can count to a million with my eyes closed, and shoot a pussy with that chopper while I’m blindfolded
Draco, draco, draco (draco), fitted cap a halo (halo)
Activis and Faygo, no pussies on my payroll
It’s ’bout to be a cold summer, hot winter
This year in march, I might make it rain ’til September

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen

I’m out on bond so I gotta beat it
Half a million to my lawyer cause he undefeated
Shots fired; you short of breathing
Barefoot, cause them kids took your Adidas
I’m keepin’ fried fish up in my mama pan
How much y’all detectives call yo’ boy the son of Sam
Zaca flesh shake up the block, that’s with a hundred grand
Put that voodoo on you niggas so that gun’ll jam
You know them niggas killers how they name ring
You know them niggas winners how they chain swing
All the bitches sellin’ pussy charge the same thing
Richest nigga in the hood, we call him Rain Man

I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
(All my niggas, let’s go!)
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen
I want my niggas rich by summer seventeen

Lord! I’m talking all my niggas!
All my niggas!
Every one of em, nigga
Summer seventeen nigga!

RICK ROSS – Lamborghini Doors lyrics

Real talk, so when my nigga Meek caught his case I went to visit him. I’m walking up to the jail, all the niggas start repping. Beating on glass, kicking the doors, and shit. So when I walk in the door, the captain tell me you can’t come in here. Ok, cool. Came back two weeks later, I got access. Soon as I got on the cell block I heard him all the way from down the hallway. My nigga had on yellow Balenciagas, ha ha ha

Dreaming of things we can’t afford
But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon’ love me, they gon’ love me now
I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now
I bet they say, “He put his niggas on”
Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh

Corners wanna check him like Odell Beckham
I could plan a record or just draw the weapon
She know I’m living reckless looking at my necklace
I’mma blow this forty on me, you can save the lectures
Homicides rise as the sun falls
Watch your dog die as my gun bark
These helicopters rise for the one in charge
If I sentence you to die well that’s a hundred shots
Judge banging like a blood, show a nigga love
Caught him with a kilo so he hit him with a dub
We bulletproof the trucks like the ones in Iraq
Where I’m at you lock your door and you using a latch
Now it’s stones on my hands, Roberto Durans
Stood tall in the feds, don’t fold on the fam
Tryna point me to the money, no holding my hand
Somebody take me to the bank ’cause it open at ten

Yeah, uh
Poverty stricken, boy you gotta be kidding
Living like we hit the lottery nigga
I been tippin’ since Scottie was Pippen, Chad was sippin’
And before I had that bag I used to bag them bitches
I’m so cocky and I’m confident
All these killers in my ambiance
Say what I want, nobody’s stoping it
Get off my dick nigga
Where you was at when I could’ve died for this?
Or die for that, real nigga roger that
Said I took a loss but I got it back, woo
Me and all my dogs sell a lot of that food
Talking to the lord, knowing that it’s not cool
Make me shoot a rapper like my name was Bennie Boom
Started out with nothing, now a nigga in a room
Sweeping rich bitches off they feet like a broom
Double-M G bitch, you know how we move
Whole lot of choppers nigga, I could never lose

I was amazed
Oh how it turned their heads
I mastered the game
Oh how they raised their hands
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up
Oh so high
Like Lamborghini doors
Like Lamborghini doors
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up
We, we’re going up
Oh so high)
Like Lamborghini doors

Ugh
Paintings on the wall, you never know the cost
You banging on the boss, that boy’ll be a corpse
I’m stepping through the door, my back against the wall
My pockets fat enough to catch a nigga if I fall
Love to see a pretty bitch rolling a wood leaf
Phone ringing, smiling like I got some gold teeth
I caught a bird, jet smarter on the Maltese
I left a chick in NBC out on the northeast
Such a feeling, niggas killing for my poetry
Tryna go back underground, that’s once they notice me
I’m really not the one you wanna handle funny
At the Grammys, my lil’ homie had the hammer on him
You niggas out of style with your wedding vows
I still be making rounds like I’m Kevin Liles
Time to set a date for trial, we never settle out
Them Lamborghini doors, you see me stepping out

Started off poor with plans to own more
The writing in the stars, the life we lived for
Dreaming of things we can’t afford
But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh
They gon’ love me, they gon’ love me now
I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now
I bet they say, “He put his niggas on”
Now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh

RICK ROSS – Powers That Be lyrics

“The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there’s not! There’s not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin’ Ross, Lord as my witness. And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin’ the truth. You don’t lie after you say Lord as my witness. Did you ever hear OJ say ‘Lord as my witness?’ No, he ain’t go that far. Said ‘I didn’t do it’ but he ain’t never say ‘Lord as my witness.’”

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
Corner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful laws
So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I’m strapped as we speak
Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to
Fuck ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule
Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said “fuck school!”
What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me
Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope
Probably would if you’re talking like fifty or more

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

So creative, co-creator, family the motivator
Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant
Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas
Father figure not around, that’s such a major difference
I would play with all my homies’ gifts
I understood I didn’t wanna trip
The lack of didn’t tap my confidence
Matter fact that’s how I mastered a couple things
Went from not having to sheer opulence
Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it
Whole hood know it, only one that’s white on white
Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night
Just got some real estate out in Dubai
Nation of Islam, they say I might have a few ties
Talking tall brothers with the dark shades
Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age
Sitting in the court with a sharp fade
Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
Reprimanded by someone who’s snorting cocaine
Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring
Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing
Ain’t no financial aid out in Notre Dame
Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

You know how it is
New levels, new devils
The cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it’s whatever
Mercedes driver
85’er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies
The son of God, son of man
Son of Sam, young with the blam
Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck
A blessing of luck
I love all, test me, trust not
Above all but young niggas address me as such
Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage
Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion
Armée var, Son, God combined in one
Most prolific, you off point
Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun
Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule
Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules
To money makers and niggas who murk you out
And beat the death penalty on reversal trial
Niggas versatile

Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Some things your eyes won’t see
But when it’s out of your control
Then it’s the powers that be, be
He he he he he, la la la la la la
He he he he he, la la la la la la
Some things your eyes can’t see
But when it’s out of your control
Then it’s the powers that be, be

RICK ROSS – Maybach Music V lyrics

What is this?
Maybach Music
I like this Maybach Music
Sweet!

And we lie together, cry together
And I swear I hope we fucking die together
And I’ll be loving you forever
(You’re all that I need to get by)

I used to play hard to get, like a sample on a hook
We used to play with the pots, you told me you was a cook
I was runnin’ too long, he was chasin’, didn’t trip
How’d he do it? I don’t know but somehow I got hooked
Thug passion, he’s so compassionate
MMG, yeah, that’s his acronym
Call him D-A-D-D-Y, like I’m in a bassinet
He’s in pieces, he be all up into my fashion shit
Poppin’, rockin’, my panties, they match my slips
Been through it all; I could give a narrative
No fiction, nah, we ain’t no characters
I mean if I bust my gun, you gon’ bust yours too
Type to double up, you know that I ain’t gon’ fuck the buddy up
Type of bitch deserve it all, who gon’ compete with her?
He use to have a cold heart (cold heart)
Now my ring finger doin’ the double dutch

And we lie together, cry together
And I swear I hope we fucking die together
And I’ll be loving you forever
(You’re all that I need to get by)
You’re all I need
Dream together, scream together
You’re all I need
And if we go to war, fuck the world together
And if we go to war
And I’ll be loving you forever
Fuck the world together
(You’re all that I need to get by)
You’re all that I need to get by
(You’re all that I need to get by)
You’re all that I need to get by
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Let the dog roam, he found his way back
Loyal to the soil, I never change that
We go way back, I can take you way back
Used to ride Chevy’s only, now we in a Maybach, yeah

Caramel, she ride on top like it’s a carousel
So infectious, I’m addicted, how would she ever fail
All my works are classic, maybe this my magnum opus
Too focused to give pussy to one of my soldiers
The loyalty is deep, she my Meryl Streep
My Michelle, we menage, do that through the week
On the phone, she had me listenin’ to Boyz II Men
I’m tryna be at all the dope boy events
Food stamps like we dinin’ on islands
Diced pineapples, now she’s my piña colada
Put my coattail on my dog; I thought was my rider
Every day he wore a wire, just like his designer
Some things are meant to be, some thing are meant to be
The day they sentence me, show me no sympathy
If it’s the Lord’s will, so be it, that boy been a ‘G’
That boy been a ‘G’

You’re all I need to get by
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let the dog roam, he found his way back
Loyal to the soil, I never change that
We go way back, I can take you way back
Used to ride Chevy’s only, now we in a Maybach, yeah

She full of confidence, we compliment each other
Got my pistol in her purse so she a cocky nigga
She tatted up and way too trill for cover ups
We both went in, that’s even when it’s one of us
We switchin’ cars right before the summer comes
She my people so I’m beefin’ when that trouble come
Kissin’ in the club, I’m grippin’ on your hips
I’m richer than before; I hit a couple licks
Travelin’, I leave the keys to all the cars
The hallway just like walking through the rainforest
Before producers started singin’ tracks
Once was a dependent on the income tax
You did the math and said you’d give me half
It was genuine when we would interact
So when I got the bag, I had to double back
Let go a milli, shit, it made me off a couple racks

You’re all I need to get by
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Let the dog roam, he found his way back
Loyal to the soil, I never change that
We go way back, I can take you way back
Used to ride Chevy’s only, now we in the Maybach, yeah

There go that nigga
Swim with the big fish
It’s that Chanel music
That Givenchy
Let the dog roam, he found his way back
Givency
Loyal to the soil, I never change that
We go way back, I can take you way back
Used to ride Chevy’s only, now we in the Maybach, yeah
It’s priceless
I’d rather you than me
That’s all it is
You’re all I need to get by
[?]

RICK ROSS – Apple Of My Eye lyrics

Just being somebody that the neighborhood respected
And my mama could be proud of, was the apple of my eye
That’s all I ever wanted, just to being something man
At that point what else can you ask for?

Tears running out of a nigga face
In a room full of failures I feel out of place
Still sleeping on the floor when you deserve better
Got you reeking through the cold even in warm weather
I told Meek I wouldn’t trust Nicki, instead of beefing with your dog you just give him some distance
We all make mistakes, lets not be to specific
You rather be a killer than be statistic
An never fold no I never ran
On my soul I’ll roll like an avalanche
I thank the lord I got some great friends
That’s why every bottle I open I say amen
Just had seizure at the Super Bowl
Woke up in the third quarter looking for the smoke
If its more then a quarter million, Ill count it twice
Poochie broke my heart shit I call it life
An never will I call it rite
Not perfect but I’m the one you would call at night
Traveling the world, I’m just reppin’ my city
But rarely do I hear that this nigga done did it
When niggas in fatigues will keep you intrigued
Cause the loss of lifes the only thing that niggas believe
So I pray you listen carefully
Then I become another muthafuckin’ casualty

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and..)

Standin’ on your block but you so out of place
Uncle on the couch, momma running out of space
Lights off so you never tend to speak much
Go your separate ways every time the lease up
A fat ugly nigga thought I’d never be nothing
Another tree stump, happy with his free lunch
Duckin’ pigeons, I’m an eagle on a sunny day
Flap my wings once a week, pray I glide safe
I want fried chicken at my funeral
Rolls Royces, dope boys, Sway interviews
Everybody dying for the same things
Cop kill a nigga don’t nobody gangbang
I’m happy Donald Trump became the president
Because we gotta destroy, before we elevate
Real shit, look at me inside the white house
With a pocket full of weed inside the white house
Dead presidents tattooed on a nigga chest
U.S. treasury addressing me, mad at my address
Own the biggest residential pool is the US
Drake and Kanye can invite every bitch they ever met
Finger fuckin’ bitches in the holy water
Then I go an tell what happened to my only daughter
So her daddy told it to her firsthand
Never perfect but its not just bout them purses

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(yeah)

The streets could never teach me
All the things I got from you
I found myself in the wrong lane
And I ended up in pain (Pain)
I was strolling down a dark street
When this girl passed me by
She said you’ve always been a good friend
(Always been a good friend)
And you never never never let me down
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go
I’ll just fall back never turn back
Let it go let it go

Always speak and say right
I just never ever walk on by
(never ever walk on by)
You even stop and put one in the sky
(the sky)
You do it for the love of you and I
(for the love of you and I)

RICK ROSS – Game Ain’t Based On Sympathy lyrics

“Reminiscing on that, uh…
I remember they used to give us that free cheese…
A big block of that shit
Yeah, man I’m glad y’all ain’t gotta get that cheese
Man, I thank God my kids ain’t gotta see that cheese
Yo, you know what I’m saying?
You gotta feed it to them raw. Feel me?”

Renovating the ghettoes, moving me elsewhere
Daddy didn’t see pension they took his healthcare
Affordable housing and they fed us welfare
Showed us Tony Montana, teachers couldn’t care less
A young prince in Miami, son of a pharaoh
This is deeper than raps, I can’t run from the echoes
And I hear the screams
Under my mattress box springs, I still see the C.R.E.A.M
Mac 11 next to Grammy invitations
I’m never quiet, tell my niggas all my aspirations
No more beefing with rappers
It’s just murder or nothing
New positions to master, I perfected the others
Niggas shoot for the Magic, never heard of Matumbo
These are lucrative assets, golden words that will mumble you

This the biggest…
Corner store was the stage, I needed management
In a mansion that I could squeeze another phantom in
Negative people just seem to fail first
I said I’m a genius, put in the legwork
You step to my niggas, suggest you stay alert
No, I’ve never been lenient, nor a man of mercy
I stick my dick in her tell her my net worth
Then we stare at each other and see who catch first
A pretty chick, she resembles Stacy Dash
If it was her, she had to kiss my feet and lick my ass
Pussy nigga want war, til’ it’s “bonjour”
Those hitters sitting a bomb outside your mom door
Got your people alarmed cause we the armed force
Easy as leaking a song before I go on tour

Uh
Gang violence ongoing, let’s fight our own wars
Chicago been out of hand, the city lost its soul
Funeral every weekend or either you cremated
Homie’s son, he been murdered, he didn’t seem faded
Holding guns on the gram, out of my league baby
Real killers and hitters would rather live nameless
I got a homie I know with a twenty body count
Maybe once or twice a month he leave the house
Older brother, type to get a curly perm
Pappy Mason type respect for holding thirty birds
Never was a gangster, I just wanted in
No longer could I deny that I wanted a Benz
Booby gave me blessings and a root for me to win
I showed him my ambition in two different fields
Also, said I was a rapper, Booby here it is
Real talk my nigga, here it is

TINASHE – Flame lyrics

(Ooh, ooh…)
Cold in the night when I hold you close
(Ooh, ooh…)
Searching your eyes, but you’re gone like a ghost

And I say “baby, you can put it on me”
Cause I know I don’t make it easy
My body hurts with every heart beat
Just say I’m not the only one

C’mom, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And tell me that you’ve still want to stay, don’t leave!
Even though I never given up in my heart
Even though a part, a part of me don’t want, baby
Baby, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And we can let it burn
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

I payed the price for the wrongs I’ve done
It’s all you can do when you love someone

And I say “baby, you can put it on me”
Cause I know I don’t make it easy
My body hurts with every heart beat
Just say I’m not the only one

C’mom, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And tell me that you’ve still want to stay, don’t leave
Even though I never given up in my heart
Even though a part, a part of me don’t want, baby
Baby, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And we can let it burn
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

And I know and I know I can’t make you
I can’t make you let go (don’t let go)
And I don’t and I don’t and I don’t blame you
Cause I hurt you before
Tell me

C’mom, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And tell me that you’ve still want to stay, don’t leave
Even though I never given up in my heart
Even though a part, a part of me don’t want, baby
Baby, tell me that you’ve still got the flame for me
And we can let it burn

(Ooh, ooh…)

ANT VIBE – No Mo lyrics

Tryna be the rubber band man that be comin back to my hometown
Own whips own sound own crown what’s good
You know I got the girls wit me we gone turn what was then into Now what’s good
If it’s bout the paper Ima sit back and take notes
All of my amigo gon be gettin their pesos
Flow so wet this beat wearing a rain coat
Call me the sauce king, do as I say so
Is you really talkin bout me
I’m tryna ball mayne I ain’t talkin bout jeans
Hol up I’m too busy sparkin my weed
Always back in when I’m Parkin that beam
Start waves I ain’t talkin bouta beach
Know I got the bread if we talkin bout beef
Hol up lately it’s been all about me
Wit ya lady if we talkin bout sheets na mean?
Shorty freaky she super freaky
She blank out the noise she turn on the tv
Head was worth 3GS But I got a freebie
Pussy Fiji she need me crave me and please me
It’s Regular if you be me

You can keep it real or you can play dumb
I don’t really know where y’all came from
Got a fendi on cause I stay plugged
Everything real cept the ones I stay away from
Go n take a look @ my pay stubs
Sleepin on me well it’s time to wake up
None of my homies ever changed up
Everyone real cept the ones I stay away from
I know I know I know I know I know shit been crazy
I go I go I go I go where ever it takes me
Got me like woahhh I ain’t really playin no mo x2

And I ain’t playin like the game froze, never wit the same hoes
Go n hit a lick take a shower and I change clothes
Living to the fullest and you lames don’t
It’s levels to a yacht and we ain’t gone be in the same boat
Her mouth do the letter before P
Freaky ass Jawn say you Better record me
I be getting booked and it’s never a court fee
Talkin bout venues and it better be 4 gs
That’s the type of weight I’m pushin
Fuck around and buy a Gucci mink and say I’m cushioned
All I got is a dream and a will the way I’m pushin
Everything that I stated is mine the way I’m lookin
Like yo, who would think this shit is alive
Live this shit 24 so there’s no more pickin a time
There a difference in I and I see Difference in vibes
The only mission is grind so I’m bout ta dip in a ride like (skrrrt)

(Hook)

Zara Larsson – Don’t Let Me Be Yours Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I may know myself, but I realize that I can’t be let astray
I know, I know that you’re bad for my health
But I don’t care, I want you anyway
Aye, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Boy, you think that you know me
Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart
Things look different in the mornin’, oh
That’s when we find out who we are
Would you still want me?
Without no makeup on my face
Without alcohol in your veins?
Oh, would you baby?
Would you still love me?
With all the promises you make
Would you still mean the words you say?
Oh, would you baby? Yeah

[Chorus]
You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm
Don’t let me be yours
You know everybody makes mistakes
Don’t let me be yours, no, don’t let me be

[Verse 2]
We may look like hell when it’s 6 AM
But it’s heaven in despair
I know, I know, I know that you can tell
That we’re more than friends
And it’s not just in our heads
Yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Boy, you think that you know me
Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart
Things look different in the mornin’, yeah
That’s when we find out who we are
Would you still want me?
Without no makeup on my face?
Without alcohol in your veins?
Oh, would, you baby?
Would you still love me?
With all the promises you make
Would you still mean the words you say?
Oh, would you, baby? Yeah

[Chorus]
You know everybody makes mistakes
Don’t let me be yours
You know everybody makes mistakes
Don’t let me be yours, no, don’t let me be

[Breakdown]
Boy, you think that you know me
Oh, but you can’t see my lonely heart
Things look different in the mornin’, ah
That’s when we find out who we are

[Chorus]
You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm
Don’t let me be yours
You know everybody makes mistakes
Don’t let me be yours, no, don’t let me be
You know everybody makes mistakes, mmm
Don’t let me be yours
You know everybody makes mistakes
Don’t let me be yours, no, don’t let me be

Katy Perry – Chained to the Rhythm (Hot Chip Remix) Lyrics

[Intro & Chorus: Katy Perry]
Chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Turn it up, keep it on repeat
This one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Rhythm
Turn it up turn it up, yeah
Alright, don’t you get on now
Chained to the rythm (to the rythm)
Chained to the rythm (to the rythm)
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
‘Cause we’re all chained to the rhythm
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up

[Verse 1: Katy Perry]
Are we crazy?
Living our life through a lens
Trapped in our white picket fence
Like ornaments
So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble
Aren’t you lonely
Up there in utopia
Where nothing will ever be enough?
Happily numb
So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So put your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Turn it up
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion
Turn it up
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm

[Verse 2: Katy Perry]
Are we tone deaf?
Keep sweeping it under the mat
Thought we could do better than that
I hope we can
So comfortable, we’re living in a bubble, bubble
So comfortable, we cannot see the trouble, trouble

[Pre-Chorus: Katy Perry]
So put your rose-colored glasses on
And party on

[Chorus: Katy Perry]
Turn it up
Dance, dance, dance
Turn it up
Keep it on repeat
Like a wasted zombie
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance
Turn it up
Keep it on repeat
Yeah, we think we’re free
This one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm

[Bridge: Skip Marley]
It is my desire
Break down the walls to connect, inspire
Ay, up in your high place, liars
Time is ticking for the empire
The truth they feed is feeble
As so many times before
They greed over the people
They stumbling and fumbling
And we’re about to riot
They woke up, they woke up the lions
(Woo!)

[Chorus 2: Katy Perry & Skip Marley]
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
It goes on, and on, and on
‘Cause we’re all chained to the rhythm
Turn it up, it’s your favorite song
Dance, dance, dance to the distortion (turn it up, turn it up yeah)
Stumbling around like a wasted zombie (like a wasted zombie)
Yeah, we think we’re free
Drink, this one is on me
We’re all chained to the rhythm
To the rhythm
To the rhythm
It goes…it goes on and on and on
It goes on and on and on, on and on it goes
All chained to the rhythm

[Outro]
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up
Turn it up, Turn it up up

Pitbull – Educate Ya Lyrics

[Intro: Pitbull]
She sexy, fine, sophisticated and you know she rolling with me
It’s B–O-N, Armando Bon, but if you act right I’ll give you the D

[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
If you’ll be my lover
Trust me you’ll discover
Something you’ll remember
I could educate you babe

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
Baby let me educate ya
I’m freaky, dirty, nasty by nature
Looking for some magic, I’ll take ya
So sit back, relax and let me lick ya
I was raised by 2LiveCrew, so just imagine what I do
If you got into the position while I’m whispering
You listen to every little thing I wanna do to you
Pull a little hair, smack a little ooh
You know what it is, you know what it do
You got a couple friends, bring them too
Tonight it’s all on you

[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
All I know is, there’s no point in talking ’bout body 101
All I know is, I’m just gonna show you now what your body wants
If you’ll be my lover
Trust me you’ll discover
Something you’ll remember
I could educate ya
Be my lover, trust me you’ll discover (brains)
Something you remember
I could educate you babe

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
On the stage with Sofia Vergara
You can hate me but respect me you gotta
I see the game from the different perspective
I own, they play, bottom line they act
I’m in the zone man, self made, self paid, I’m my own man
I’m the type to take you round the world in a G4 girl
I don’t play no games I’m a grown man
I wanna pull a little hair, smack a little ooh
You know what it is, you know what it do
You got a couple friends, bring them too
Tonight it’s all on you

[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
All I know is, there’s no point in talking ’bout body 101
All I know is, I’m just gonna show you now what your body wants
If you’ll be my lover
Trust me you’ll discover
Something you’ll remember
I could educate ya
Be my lover, trust me you’ll discover (brains)
Something you’ll remember
I could educate you babe

[Bridge: Pitbull]
Shake a little, dance a little, make a little love
Shake a little, dance a little, make a little love
I could educate you babe
People, lover, trust me you’ll discover something you will remember
Steady under me
People, lover, trust me you’ll discover something you will remember
Starting under me

[Chorus: Jason Derulo]
There’s no point in talking bout body 101
All I know is, I’m just gonna show you now, what your body wants
If you’ll be my lover
Trust me you’ll discover
Something you’ll remember
I could educate ya
Be my lover, trust me you’ll discover (brains)
Something you’ll remember
I could educate ya
Be my lover
Trust me you’ll discover
Something you’ll remember
I could educate ya
Be my lover, trust me you’ll discover (brains)
Something you’ll remember
I could educate you babe
I could educate ya

Russ – Keep On Goin Lyrics

[Intro: Russ]
Fuck, yeah, I guess I…
I guess I could stop, a lot of people would probably stop
But I love this too much, man
I got too much I’m trying to do

[Hook: Russ]
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going

[Verse 1: Russ]
I don’t know what day it is
I don’t know what month it is
I can’t love a girl because I’m way too much in love with this
Different states, different countries
Crossing different continents
Self-beliefs my diving board
I’m swimming in accomplishments
Haven’t slept since ’06
Main focus is stay focused
Santorini wine tasting plus I’m off [?]
And took my mom with me because without her there’d be none of this
I think she’d agree, she probably needs a brand new bucket list
Eating off my dreams, I’m my personal chef
Seven women in one night, that’s just my personal best
Sent 110 to the family, sent 15 to my homies so I don’t feel bad about my chain on my Rollie though
Approach you with assumptions, I promise that you know nothing
My family legs got cut off from my bank account, keeps on jumping
So I, keep on going
This bigger than me, that’s just the day one ambition in me
Real one, yeah

[Hook: Russ]
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going

[Verse 2: Bas]
Yeah, niggas saying all my bars high
They can’t follow mine, tryna chase me like a jaw line
Shine like a gold mine so my bottom line grow four times in a week
Got a gold mind and it’s go time, I got no time for the weak
This week been show time after show time, still finding my peak
Don’t know what day it is, now, don’t know what month it is
Trying to hold my girl down, I’m sure I love her more than this
“Now, Bassy why you always missing?”
“Bassy, baby on a mission”
So we gon’ love cause haters ramping
Put that cancer on remission
Listen, followed my passion and led me to purpose
Took me so long just to find out my worth
I went from needy to beneath the surface ’cause we need to surface (beneath that)
Living above my lows, I’m living above my lows
The show sell out, but the boy won’t
And God got us, these hoes don’t
I dropped the hottest shit in ’16 and they still sleeping
I’m just finna do that shit again, it’s off of everybody head
You ain’t gotta give me mine, nah nigga, pay me every fuckin’ cent
I’ma let the squad handle all the rest and God gon’ handle whatever left
And…

[Hook: Russ]
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going
From the morning I wake up
I start packing all my stuff
Tell the homies, tell the family
I gotta keep on going

[Outro: Russ]
I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going
I keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going, keep on going

Luigi Tenco – In Qualche Parte Del Mondo lyrics

In qualche parte del mondo
Una capanna tra gli alberi
Sopra una piccola spiaggia
Accarezzata dal mare.

In qualche parte del mondo
L? Nel silenzio di un angelo
Vola tra gli alberi e il cielo
L’eco di note lontane.

Talvolta socchiudo gli occhi e m’illudo
D’essere con te sulla sabbia
Ad ascoltare la voce del vento.

In qualche parte del mondo
Noi due soltanto tra gli alberi
L? Dove c’? Una capanna
Presso la riva del mare.

Fahrenhaidt – Lights Will Guide Me lyrics

I bloom, I wilt
Like a flower in the wild
I find guidance
In the glow of northern light

I breathe indeed
And I close my eyes
I search, I see

Over mountains I fly high
Lights will guide me
Into oceans I dive
Lights will guide me
Lights will guide me
Lights will guide me home
Lights will guide me home

I rise, I fall
Like water from the sky
I grinch, I roar
Like a storm that never dies

I breathe indeed
And I close my eyes
I search, I see

Over mountains I fly high
Lights will guide me
Into oceans I dive
Lights will guide me
Lights will guide me
Lights will guide me home
Lights will guide me home

Over mountains I fly high
Lights will guide me

Larry Santos – I Am The Singing Troubador lyrics

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I’ve been singing
As long as music has been around

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I keep singing
As long as the music stays around

I sing songs that make you happy
I sing a song that might bring a tear to your eye
I sing songs to make you feel better
I sing songs that make a broken heart get back together

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I keep singing
As long as the music stays around

I sing songs for every occasion
Old songs, new songs of the moments
I sing songs that make a broken heart get back together
I sing songs that make a broken heart get back together

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I keep singing
As long as the music stays around

Hmm, singing, singing to make you happy
I keep singing
Singing to make your day
Mmm, singing, singing to ease your troubles
I keep singing
So I can chase your blues away

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I’ve been singing
As long as music has been around

I am the singing Troubador
I know what I was looking in for
I live my life from song to song
I keep singing
As long as the music stays around

I am the singing Troubador…

Maria Puga Lareo – Body And Soul lyrics

My heart is sad and lonely
For you I sigh, for you dear only
Why haven’t you seen it
I’m all for you body and soul

I spend my days in longing
And wondering why it’s me your wronging
I tell you I mean it
I’m all for you body and soul

I can’t believe it
It’s hard to conceive it
That you’d turn away romance
Are you pretending
It looks like the ending
Unless I could have one more chance to prove

My life a wreck you’re making
You know I’m yours for just the taking
I’d gladly surrender
Myself to you body and soul

Papa Roach – You Gotta Want It lyrics

[Intro]
You gotta want it,
You gotta want it!
You gotta want it,
You gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
Hey, hey!

[Verse 1]
Don’t sit there while you waste away,
Tied up in what you’re not.
I watched you slowly fade away,
Laid out and left to rot.

[Pre-Chorus]
Wake up now,
You’re getting closer.
The time is now,
To start it over.
Take back your heart, take back your pride,
Kick out the demon that’s living inside.

[Chorus]
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
‘Cause nothing happens if you’re sitting on your ass.
And if you’re bleeding, you will believe it,
You’re busy dying if you’re living in the past.

[Post-Chorus]
Whoa, you gotta want it,
Whoa, you gotta want it.
Whoa, you gotta want it,
Whoa, you gotta want it.

[Verse 2]
I hear you beg for sympathy,
It always sounds the same.
You play your self loathing symphony,
There’s no one left to blame.

[Pre-Chorus]
Shut up now,
Start it over.
Live out loud,
You got it going.
Take back your heart, take back your pride,
Digging out the stranger that’s buried inside!

[Chorus]
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
‘Cause nothing happens if you’re sitting on your ass.
And if you’re bleeding, you will believe it,
You’re busy dying if you’re living in the past.

[Post-Chorus]
Whoa, you gotta want it,
Whoa, you gotta want it.
Whoa, you gotta want it,
Whoa, you gotta want it.

[Hook]
I feel you,
You see I’m broken all the way through,
But if you could see you like I do.
You got this,
You find your way out,
Nothing with last.
Everything changes,
Watch it pass.

[Bridge]
Nothing happens when you’re sitting on your ass,
You’re busy dying if you’re living in the past.

[Chorus]
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
‘Cause nothing happens if you’re sitting on your ass.
And if you’re bleeding, you will believe it,
You’re busy dying if you’re living in the past.

You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
Hey, hey!
Whoa, you gotta want it,
Whoa, you gotta want it.

[Outro]
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!
You gotta want it, you gotta want it!

Papa Roach – Won’t Let Up lyrics

If you feel that your world is coming down around you
Would you feel that this world is looking down upon you?
The only way you drop it in, you change, you kinda wanna
And if you won’t, then you’ll definitely think you coulda

And It’s okay if you break down and break through
I’ll be here if you need me to remind you
You’re not the first and you’re not the last
It only gets worst if you’re living in the past

Open your eyes and you will see
‘Cause I still believe sometimes you gotta lose everything
To find out that you’ve always been running blind
Gotta keep your head up with the world ‘round low

Sometimes you gotta leave everything
To find out what you’d do while I leave behind
You gotta keep your head up
When the world won’t let up

So when you feel like everybody’s out to get you
L-O-V-E and something will protect you
And when the dust settles in you’ll have your breakthroughs
And you are til ER roll the fate

It will set you free, everybody like me
Just reach for the skies when you’ll rise and you’ll see
You’re not the first and you’re not the last
It only gets worst if you’re living in the past

Open your eyes and you will see
‘Cause I still believe sometimes you gotta lose everything
To find out that you’ve always been running blind
You gotta keep your head up
When the world won’t let up

Sometimes you gotta leave everything
To find out what you’d do while I leave behind
You gotta keep your head up
When the world won’t let up

Hey hey even though it hurts like hell we have to bleed
Hey hey even when we fight for air we keep on breathing
Hey hey even if you lost yourself you still have me
Hey hey even if you hurt yourself but have no reason

I still believe it..
I still believe it..
I still believe it..
I still believe it..

Sometimes you gotta lose everything
To find out that you’ve always been running blind
You gotta keep your head up
When the world won’t let up

Sometimes you gotta leave everything
To find out what you’d do while I leave behind
You gotta keep your head up
When the world won’t let up

You gotta keep your head up
‘Cause the world won’t let up
Keep your head up
You gotta keep you

You gotta keep your head up
‘Cause the world won’t let up
Keep your head up
You gotta your head up
Because the world won’t let up

Papa Roach – What’s Left Of Me lyrics

So this is what it feels like
To get back up when your back’s against the wall
And this is what it looks like
When you’re all chocked up and you’re trying to hide it
I know it doesn’t feel right
But you did what you did and I have to end it all
And this is what you get now
When you’re caught in the act and you can’t deny it

You’ve done your best
To take what’s left

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

So this is what it feels like
When you’re back at the start and both your hands are tied
And this is what it sounds like
When you can’t break free but they hear you screaming
And now it doesn’t sound right
Because you said what you said and I have to break the ties
I’m looking for a knife now
To cut my losses and stop the bleeding

I’ve done my best
To save what’s left

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

You can’t have what’s left of me
You can’t have what’s left of me
Can’t have what’s left of me
What’s left of me

No I won’t take all the pieces
Put them back together
You’ve got the best of me
But I won’t give you what’s left of me
I won’t take the pieces
Put them back together
You took the best of me
You can’t have what’s left of me

You can’t have what’s left of me