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SHAKIRA – The One Thing lyrics

Every morning when I woke up
I was choked up
I was living without a purpose
Always jumping over hurdles
Doing circles in the dark with a broken compass

I can’t explain the way it feels
I could trip on my own words
I make mistakes, that much is clear
But I made it here my love
Yeah I made it here my love

You’re the one thing that I got right
It’s a fickle world, yeah, it’s a fickle world
You turn the darkness into sun light
I’m a lucky girl, yeah, I’m a lucky girl
And if I mess up everything someday
I won’t hide my head in shame
Cause you’re the one thing that I got right

One thing I got right
One thing I got right

Every morning when you wake up
I wanna hold you
I just need to be wrapped around you
It’s kinda funny when you think that you just got here
Now I know I can’t live without you

I can’t explain the way it feels
I could choke on my own words
Sometimes it seems like it isn’t real
Like you’re really here my love, yeah, you’re really here my love

You’re the one thing that I got right
It’s a fickle world, yeah, it’s a fickle world
You turn the darkness into sun light
I’m a lucky girl, yeah, I’m a lucky girl
And if I mess up everything someday
I won’t hide my head in shame
Cause you’re the one thing that I got right

Everytime I see your smile
Everytime I hear your laugh
Baby you bring in new sunshine over my world
You are the little dream
Ever since I was a child
My fairytale comes true when I look at your face
May not be here forever
But it’ll be a long road together
I already know
We’re gonna be fine, fine, fine
We’re gonna be just fine, fine, fine

You’re the one thing that I got right
It’s a fickle world, yeah, it’s a fickle world
You turn the darkness into sun light
I’m a lucky girl, yeah, I’m a lucky girl
And if I mess up everything someday
I won’t hide my head in shame
Cause you’re the one thing that I got right

You’re the one thing that I got right
I won’t hide my head in shame
Cause you’re the one thing that I got right
You’re the one thing that I got right

One thing I got right
One thing I got right

KATY PERRY – Self Inflicted lyrics

Remember when I dove into the crowd
And I got a bloody knee under my skin
A mark from wiping out
It brings back the memories

Every bone’s been broken
But my heart is still wide open

I can’€™t stop, don’€™t care if I lose
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted

I’€™m going down in flames for you
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I’€™m addicted to

With each scar there’€™s a map
That tells a story, what a souvenir of
Young love’s like jumping out an airplane
Riding a tidal wave on an ocean of emotion
My heart rips me wide open

I can’€™t stop, don’€™t care if I lose
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted

I’€™m going down in flames for you
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I’€™m addicted to

And I cover up these scars
We’€™ll make it, we’€™ll make it but we break it
And I can’€™t stop seeing stars
Let’s hope not die whenever you’€™re around
Around

I can’€™t stop, don’€™t care if I lose
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted

I’€™m going down in flames for you
Oh, you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I’€™m addicted to, oh

No, I can’€™t stop
Oh, I can’€™t stop
No, I can’t stop

And I’€™m going out in flames
Oh, I’€™m going down in flames
Baby, you are the weapon I choose
Baby, you are the weapon I choose

Meghan Trainor – Please Stand Up Lyrics

Please stand up
Whats the point of stayin’ down
When all your gonna do to is keep yourself down
Please stand up
All your life your looking down
So please stand up please stand up

Please stand up
Whats the point of stayin’ down
When all your gonna do to is keep yourself down
Please stand up
All your life your looking down
So please stand up please stand up

Everyday its always the same
Your not okay and it blows me away
Soon you’ll see that one thing is clear
Its always better up here
You got to give it chance
You got to try some more
Only way you find out
Is if you stand up

Please stand up
Whats the point of stayin’ down
When all your gonna do to is keep yourself down
Please stand up
All your life your looking down
So please stand up please stand up

Suddenly you wanna see change
Yeah thats good, don’t let the sadness remain
Hold on to what you know don’t let them puzzle pieces go
You got to give it chance
Yeah this is your time to go
You got to try it some more
The only way you find out
Is if you stand up

Please stand up
Whats the point of stayin’ down
When all your gonna do to is keep yourself down
Please stand up
All your life your looking down
So please stand up please stand up

You’ve got to prove me wrong
Show me you can stand up on your own
‘Cause you’ve got nothing’ left to lose
So do what you gotta do
And Please stand up

Please stand up
Whats the point of stayin’ down
When all your gonna do to is keep yourself down
Please stand up
All your life your looking down
So please stand up please stand up

Meghan Trainor – You’re Gone Lyrics

I won’t go down now, without a fight
As long as I see my, my baby tonight
What will they say?
What will they do?
When they see how I can’t live without you
Without you…

There’ll be no white flags
Up in the air tonight
I won’t surrender ever no
Not this time
And I won’t cry, I won’t shed a tear
Just as long as you’re standing near,oh my dear
But now you’re gone
And I am left alone
But your face is all
That I will ever know
No I won’t cry, I won’t shed a tear
Not one single tear, just as long as you’re standing near
Oh my dear, but now you’re gone, gone gone, gone gone
Now you’re gone, gone gone..

Hillsong UNITED – Heaven Knows Lyrics

[Verse 1: Joel Houston]
Hold my heart, don’t let it bleed no more
Sometimes forgiveness is like a man at war
God only knows why love is worth the fall
Maybe that’s what makes it love
Maybe that’s what makes it love

[Chorus: Joel Houston, Taya Smith, and Jonathon “JD” Douglass]
I can hear it now, the everlasting sound
Roaring like a lion deep within me
I won’t hold it long, I wasn’t made that strong
Sweet surrender, hold my heart and not let go
I’m letting go
And Heaven knows
I love you so

[Verse 2: Taya Smith]
Hold my heart, don’t let it break like fear
Sometimes a moment feels like a thousand years
God only knows why love is drenched in tears
Maybe that’s what makes it love
Maybe that’s what makes it love

[Chorus: Joel Houston, Taya Smith, and Jonathon “JD” Douglass]
I can hear it now, the everlasting sound
Roaring like a lion deep within me
I won’t hold it long, I wasn’t made that strong
Sweet surrender, hold my heart and not let go
I’m letting go
And Heaven knows
I love you so

[Bridge: Joel Houston, Taya Smith, Jonathon “JD” Douglass, and Matt Crocker]
(How great Your love is)
(How great Your love is)
Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
How great Your love is
How great Your love is
Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
How great Your love is
How great Your love is

Future – My Collection Lyrics

[Intro]
I’ve been in the stu late, workin’, no residuals
If we never speak again, I’m just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain’t playin’ count em’
You wanna come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Haha

[Verse 1]
She told me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three singers
She got a few athletes on speed dial
I’m tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
And these codeine habits ain’t got nothin’ to do with my lil’ child
No this codeine ain’t got nothin’ to do with my lil’ child
I used to sell dope at my grandma’s house, as a rude child
All these cameras on, fuckin’ with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin’ back and forth, they too loud
They know damn well this wasn’t promised
I know damn well this must be karma
Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
Technically I never packed up and leave
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
And I got this bad ting at disposal
I cooked it up and then I went global
My baby mama push a Range Rover
Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
Can’t be the one and then you get exposed
If you the one, then God will let me know
But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
I’m paranoid, I gotta ride with one
And I had to ‘splain to her last night
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one freak on the last flight

[Chorus]
Won’t get a response from me, ain’t no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won’t tell you nothin’
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

[Verse 2]
Standin’ on Black Sox, meet me at the yacht dock
Icin’ out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Yeah, maybe it’s the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings, yeah
I don’t know how you would feel about if I ain’t have millions, yeah
I’m conversin’ with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
And hell no it ain’t about no braggin’ rights
But even if it was, shit I got it
Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti
She told me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three singers
I’ma keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
I got this jawn, she know what to do with me
And right now I don’t know what to do with you
I don’t wanna sound like I’m bein’ rude with you
She caught a red eye, leavin’ L.A
I shoulda gave her to the valet
And I had to tell her ’bout Miami
After she came with no panty

[Chorus]
Won’t get a response from me, ain’t no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won’t tell you nothin’
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Future – Use Me Lyrics

[Chorus]
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh

[Bridge]
Tools, tools, I keep them tools
I keep them tools, tools
I keep them tools, ooh
These tools are for you to use
These tools are for you to use me
Oooh, use me, what you want me for
Use me
Oooh, use me, what you want me for
Use me
Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
Use me what you want me for

[Verse 1]
Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
Guess you can rock those when I don’t see you
Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
I’ll call your ex if you really want me to
I’ll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
When I’m in Chi-Town, I treat it like it’s my town
I’ll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
From this point on, you don’t have to deal with talkin’

[Chorus]
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
Any way, you can

[Verse 2]
Thousand karats on my hand, ’bout to get Xan’d out
I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
Kissin’ on the water with my chains out

My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
‘Cause I was trappin’ at grandma’s house when I came out
I said, “Fuck the streets, ” and made made my own lane now
When you get high enough you can dodge raindrops
And tell your mama and your daddy you in a gang now

[Chorus]
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
Tell me what you’re usin’ me for

[Outro]
Use me to make me better
Oh, yeah you can use me
Use me, then use me
Then you better, then you better
Use me
Use me….
Use me….

CupcakKe – Cumshot Lyrics

[Intro]
For 10.99 you can hit it from behind
Video me giving you head that’s Facetime
(Ha, ha, ha)

[Hook]
Murder my pussy without the gunshot
Just shoot me up my ass crack with a cum shot
Sore out my body like pilates, boy don’t stop
Just cover all my gums up with a cum shot
Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch
(Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch)

[Verse 1]
Do anything that you say bae, you ain’t gotta wait bae
Place a lot of nut inside my mouth like a Payday
Sex never get old it will never expire
Pussy worked it so hard it might need to retire
Coochie fat as fuck it weigh like 50 pounds
I bent this thing over like I took a bow
Dick in my pum pum may get lost and drown
Niggas get in this pussy and lose in lost and found
Now you wanna act like you starstruck
Pussy woke you up like some Starbucks
I give you so much head even though you love ass
That yo pubic hair starting to make me a mustache
But that’s some other shit, this pussy smother dick
BET where the fuck my award for sucking dick?
I like the way you stroking it daddy keep focusing
You the first to come inside like this pussy the grand opening

[Hook]
Murder my pussy without the gunshot
Just shoot me up my ass crack with a cum shot
Sore out my body like pilates, boy don’t stop
Just cover all my gums up with a cum shot
Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch
(Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch)

[Verse 2]
I’m more happy than a happy meal those jaws work
Celebrity with a wet pussy call that Starburst
Can I measure it with a ruler , papi chulo?
Hit a split on that dick in the back of the Uber
Pussy bust open like I’m going in labor
The coochie to the booty it got different flavors
Anytime I wanna make my ass smack on yo cock
You better pop up out the blue like Jack in the Box
I’m frisky I might give that dick a hickey
If sucking dick was a drug I’m overdosing like Whitney
Drop it in my kitty let me feel it in my kidney
Yo pants full of dick so we calling em Dickies
I fuck niggas and get fucked without a ring
Pussy taste like pork chops and sour cream
Place you in a dream once I give you this sample
Then I model yo sperm just call me Naomi Campbell

[Hook]
Murder my pussy without the gunshot
Just shoot me up my ass crack with a cum shot
Sore out my body like pilates, boy don’t stop
Just cover all my gums up with a cum shot
Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch
(Cum shot, cum shot
In my crotch, my crotch)

[Verse 3]
Yo balls sagging , I’m gagging and its taking my oxygen
Suck it so good have you shocker than Chaka Khan
Whoa, whoa minute man that’s a no no
Buy me gifts than I turn into yo ho ho
What’s the rush? Can I douche or do you want a stank twat?
Pussy dripping on that dick like a raindrop
Wanted the big dick until you made me face it
Dick was so hard it broke my tooth I need braces
How can a nigga ever hate this pussy?
I walk into the barber like “shave this pussy”
I took off my shorts, long story short (oh yeah)
That nigga ate this pussy!
Fuck every hole on my body that’s including my ear
Keep my panties when you done as a souvenir
Freakiest girl in the world if you wanna get technical
Don’t test me unless its with your testicles
Taking trips , I’m skinny dippin and then let’s fuck in McDonalds
Caramel Frappe full of cum boy you know that’s the motto
I understand you get aroused when my cookies slip
I wear my Kylie Jenner lipstick on my pussy lips

[Outro]
On my pussy lips, on my pussy lips
I understand you get aroused when my cookies slip
I wear my Kylie Jenner lipstick on my pussy lips

Future – Incredible Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s a light day
Ain’t got on nothin’ but about $700 thousand worth
That’s it
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Verse 1]
I was havin’ trust issues
But I’ve been havin’ way better luck since you
I know it’s true love with you
Told myself I don’t wanna fall in love with you
Rollin’ on the eway speedin’
Friday, just started the weekend
XO textin’, you respondin’
We gon’ go crazy with this money
We do hot yoga, 92 degrees
Can you stretch it out? Stretch it out for me
I got somewhere to be, but it’s hard to leave
When you do it like you mean it, I’m proceedin’
Is you the one? Is you the one?
Then she looked me in my eyes
Told me, “Fuck them pussy niggas
They ain’t ridin’ ’cause I’m ridin’
And I’m dyin’ for you, baby”
Got me feelin’

[Chorus]
In-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible

[Verse 2]
We can do exactly what you like, baby
And it’s all on me
We can take Vicodin tonight, baby
It’s all on me
We been textin’ back and forth
Now it’s time to get it crackin’
Girl take it all out, ’cause I know you active
Did you come to talk or is you ’bout that action?
Diamonds on my neck, moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to keep my baby spoiled
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to shake these haters off
Put it off, fuck the cops
I just wanna show you off
I can see your flaws, she gon’ take me how I am
Hit it from the back, girl you know I’m goin’ ham
Fuck the pigs, girl you got me feelin’ like the man
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it take to keep my fuckin’ baby sprung
I’ma do whatever it takes to shake these fuckin’ bitches off
I’ma do whatever it takes and you gon’ be my personal
Dance, dance, girl you dancin’ like you strippin’ for this gold
Romance and we’ve all done been here before
But your passion, I hear it when you’re talkin’
We ain’t clashin’, you quiet when I’m talkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’em Billie Jean moonwalkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’emmmmm moonwalkin’
You get into everything exclusively, I’m honest
We don’t need nobody comin’ in between this money
These niggas already tryna invade the embassy
Good thing I changed and you got that remedy
The best thing about you, oh you’re that far from me
You a star to me

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

twenty one pilots – Summertime Sadness Lyrics

[Verse 1]
—-on tonight
Got my hair up real beauty queen style
High heels off, I’m feeling alive

[Bridge]
Oh, my God, I feel it in the air
Telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare
Honey I’m on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothing scares me anymore

[Chorus]
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just want you to know
Baby, you’re the best

[Breakdown]
I’ve got that summertime, summertime sadness
I got that summertime, summertime sadness
I got that summertime, summertime sadness
Are you ready? From the lawn to the pit- let’s jump! Jump! Let’s go!

I got that summertime-

[Chorus]
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
I just want you to know
Baby, you’re the best

[Verse 2]
Summertime has come to a close
And everybody knows
That just like summertime comes to an end
So does this show
We’ve played this great city more than once or twice and we hope we them dance, we made them sing, we made them proud with every note
So I’m really sad to say
This is the last time
This place, with this album
Where Vessel ruled the day
When the summertime fades(?), Vessel is what you made
And Columbus ruled the day, yes Columbus ruled the day

Thank you so very much, everybody!

Meghan Trainor – I’m A Lady Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I talk with a mouth full (uh-huh)
But I couldn’t be sweeter
Yep, I’m a cutie in my own way
I won’t play, follow the leader

[Pre-Chorus]
And I don’t look like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I don’t talk like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I know I’m a gem
I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it
‘Cause I’m a lady

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a lady
Come on! I’m a, I’m a lady
All my girls, show them you’re a lady
Tell the world, say that you’re proud to be a lady

[Verse 2]
I know I laugh too loud
And I might cry too much
To all those judgy eyes
I got a whole lotta love

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t look like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I don’t move like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I know I’m a gem
I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it
‘Cause I’m a lady

[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m a lady
Yeah, I’mma, I’m a lady
All my girls, show them you’re a lady
Tell the world, say that you’re proud to be a lady
All my girls, show them you’re a lady
Tell the world, say that you’re proud to be a lady

[Bridge]
And I’m pretty, pretty cute and I’m pretty smart
And when I break it down, it’s a work of art
And if you feel the same, can you participate?
I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say
And I’m pretty, pretty cute and I’m pretty smart
And when I break it down, it’s a work of art
And if you feel the same, can you participate?
I wanna see you shake, I wanna hear you say

[Chorus]
And I don’t look like them
I don’t talk like them
But I know I’m a gem
I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it
‘Cause I’m a lady
And I don’t move like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I don’t move like them (But I ain’t worried about it)
I know I’m a gem
I ain’t worried about it, I ain’t worried about it
‘Cause I’m a lady

[Outro]
(Yeah) ’cause I’m a lady
(Hey yeah, hey yeah)
I’mma, I’mma lady
All my girls, show them you’re a lady
Tell the world, say that you’re proud to be a lady
All my girls, show them you’re a lady
Tell the world, say that you’re proud to be a lady

Stormzy – Mr Skeng Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 1]
It’s like dem man woke up pissed again
If I buck these pricks again
I got goons and you got goons
But the difference is your shit pretends
My niggas don’t talk or rap
No, my niggas don’t talk or clash
No, my niggas don’t talk they mash
Fuck boys, man are you talking smack?
They said Stormzy can’t be the king of grime
Cuh he can’t do radio sets
Let’s be real, rudeboy
I would light up a radio set
Like, really, I can’t stand these fucking pricks
I don’t care about your fucking whip
Mum, if you’re listening, close your ears
But tell them pagans suck my dick
I’ve had enough of them, they all piss me off
Had one chance they missed the shot
I link up Flipz, then we burn your bridge
Then we laugh about it and split the prof

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 2]
I think I just got dissed again
Think I care who this offends
Run up on man like Bale with a-
Slap that through your shit defense
And I can still get a box imported
Said don’t worry about the beef it’s sorted
My man said he’s a real gun shooter
Then my brother said rah, that’s awkward
My mans never been bad that’s bullshit
Two weeks in the top 10 who called it
Christmas, I went to war with the corporates
Like big ups the ones that caught it
I do rap, then I do grime
Then I do rap, then I sing and I roll right back
They said you ain’t gonna blow like that
Who gives a fuck? You know like that
Ice in my cup come cold like that
Woah, we ain’t even close like that
You know my style, know my stats
Don’t talk bad if you don’t talk facts
If I sign now what’s the buyout clause
1 top 10, 5 sold out tours
Might fling a mixtape out when I’m bored
My life’s okay, how about yours?
Brother, I’m good, I stay with the lord
Bible carrier, that’s my sword
Matthew 12, so I don’t talk
John 19’s why I never got caught

[Hook]
Call me gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends

[Verse 3]
Back now damn I’ve missed the pen
Had one shot you missed the pen
Bad man yutes, with their bad man ways
What they wish for me, I don’t wish for them
I don’t pay them fools, never been told
Robbing phones outside Elliott School
Let me get a little bit of Henny, I’m cool
Many have come but many did fall away
What? You thought I was the one?
I was fourteen trying to buy me a gun
Most niggas doing what I did back then
So, now I thank god for the guy I’ve become

[Hook]
That’s gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends
Yeah, it’s gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two, man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends

[Outro]
Yeah it’s gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Yeah, it’s gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
You had one shot and you missed the pen, and that’s
Flex, aye

Jason DeRulo – Swalla (feat. Nicki Minaj & Ty Dolla $ign) (Lyric Video)

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Drank
Young Money

[Verse 1: Jason Derulo]
Love in a thousand different flavors
I wish that I could taste them all tonight
No, I ain’t got no dinner plans
So you should bring all your friends
I swear that to a-all y’all my type

[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, ooh

[Hook: Jason Derulo]
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Shimmy shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yah
Bad girls gon’ swalla-la-la
Bust down on my wrist in this bitch
My pinky-ring bigger than his
Met her out in Beverly Hills, ay
Dolla got too many girls, ay
Met her out in Beverly Hills
All she wear is red bottom heels
When she back it up, put it on the Snap
When she droppin’ low, put it on the Gram
DJ poppin’, she gon’ swallow that
Champagne poppin’, she gon’ swallow that

[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’, ooh

[Hook: Jason Derulo]
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Freaky, freaky gyal
My freaky, freaky gyal

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Bad gyal no swalla nuttin, word to the Dalai Lama
He know I’m a fashion killa, word to John Galliano
He copping that Valentino, ain’t no telling me "no"
I’m that bitch, and he know, he know
How y’all wifing these thots? You don’t get wins for that
I’m having another good year, we don’t get blimps for that
Pussy game still cold, we don’t get minks for that
When I’m poppin’ them bananas, we don’t link chimps for that
I gave these bitches two years, now your time’s up
Bless her heart, she throwing shots but every line sucks
I’m in that cherry red foreign with the brown guts
My shit slappin’ like dude did LeBron’s nuts

[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]
All you girls in here, if you’re feeling thirsty
Come on take a sip ’cause you know what I’m servin’

[Hook: Jason Derulo & Nicki Minaj, Both]
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (my love) (drank)
Swalla-la-la (my love) (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la
Shimmy shimmy yay, shimmy yay, shimmy ya (drank)
Swalla-la-la (drank)
Swalla-la-la (swalla-la-la)
Swalla-la-la

[Outro: Jason Derulo & Nicki Minaj]
Young Money
Swalla-la-la
J.D
Freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Swalla-la-la
My freaky, freaky gyal
Derulo

Lupe Fiasco – Jump (feat. Gizzle) (On The Late Show With Stephen Colbert) (Live)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Gold medals, them my role models, rollin’ old models
Lowered old schools, flowin’ cold and goin’ gold follows
Flower bearin’, call it petals to the floor
Power sharin’, call it devils to the door
Power, power, ’til ain’t no devils anymore
Flower, flowers, they be droppin’ at the feet of my sun
Move a thousand miles per hour down the street of my slum
And who do I meet, to the beat of my drum
It was little Susie Uzi, she sold crack and was a killer
All bitch dope tip, wasn’t trappin’ with no niggas
Had a long money, minor do that action for them figures
Her influence fully automatic, crackin’ off the Richter, yeah
Walked up to my ride, asked me could she get inside
She pointed at her pistol so I properly replied
Told me, out here in the streets, she ain’t have no competition
And with me up on them beats, then we shared the same description
With a blunt between her lips, she said, "Now here’s my proposition:
You just write a bunch of raps for me and I’ma go and spit ’em
Then we take ’em to the radio, the DJ better spin ’em
Then we take ’em to the record store and sell a couple million"

[Hook: Gizzle]
I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]
Tell me call up Soundtrakk, have him send a couple beats
Not that "Superstar" shit, she wanted somethin’ for the streets
Said it might take like a month, she said it better take a week
Gave my arm a little punch and then she pointed at her heat
Said, "I saw that thing the first time, you don’t gotta do it twice
But I need a lil’ more info on exactly what I write
Some details ’bout a female, ’bout your life and what you like"
She said, "My life is like a bitch, and I’m just like my life"
Then pow-pow-pow-pow-pow, yeah them niggas started bussin’
Like that boycott was over and that we had overcome it
She said, "Nigga hit the gas," went from zero to a hunnid
Now we runnin’ from some killers, I was so sick to my stomach
She was hangin’ out the window with that thumper she was dumpin’
Had a look upon her face that made me think that she was cummin’
We was swervin’, jumped the curb and ditched the whip and started runnin’
Tried to jump over a wall, but it was a little tall
So we ducked behind a bush and that’s how we got overlooked
I was shook and breathin’ hard and she was sittin’ there smokin’ kush
Then we both started to glow, we looked around like "What is this?"
And then we looked up and a light came down and pulled us to a ship
Like, "What the fuck?"

[Hook: Gizzle]
I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen

[Verse 3: Gizzle]
Well now this the shit I’m talkin’ ’bout, the shit that I’ve been on
Yeah lightyears outer space, but still a bitch feel right at home
Now where the bitches? Get them intergalactic asses to clappin’
Break down some of that candy and roll it up in a wrapper
For a rapper, now I could never go back to trappin’
And who needs Atlanta when you’re on Saturn gettin’ a lap dance
With a lit match in your left hand and your right hand is a gas can
And at any given moment, I could burn this shit up
Why you standin’ there just lookin’, nigga? Turn that shit up
Hop in some of this alien pussy, let me know how it work
I’m just sayin’, I’m gon’ be there and I ain’t in no rush
Nah nigga, nah nigga, I ain’t in no rush

[Verse 4: Lupe Fiasco]
Ayy I thought you couldn’t rap, when’d you learn how to do that?
Then what you need me for if you already know how to flow?
Ayy fuck that, we gotta go, wouldn’t even be in this ho
If you told me from the jump we wouldn’t be on this UFO
But I think that I can fly us, stole a key so I can try it
Never thought that I would ever be a flyin’ saucer pilot
But first thing’s gon’ be first, when we get back to that earth
I’ma go back to them raps and you can go back to that work, nigga

[Hook: Gizzle + Lupe Fiasco]
I already got the money, already got the bitches
I see these other niggas, I’ma do it how they did it
Nigga we’re goin’ home, home!
From a trapper to a rapper, trapper to a rapper
Trapper to a rapper, now nigga, make it happen
You can kill me, I don’t care—no!

[Outro: Gizzle + Lupe Fiasco]
Ayy look, the basic thing is, you can do whatever you wanna do. Like I ain’t ’bout to pass up on all this shit, you see this? Like we time jumpin’ and shit. You wanna go back and do what, just rap? You can rap up here!
Yeah nigga, just rap. No you can’t, nigga, this is space. You can’t, fuck that, we goin’ home. DROGAS!

Young M.A – Kween

[Intro]
Oh man, what’s wrong with these niggas man?
Motherfuckers thought they was gon’
They thought they was gon’ count me out man?
Like I ain’t a part of this shit
Like I ain’t go hard for this shit
Like I ain’t the god of this shit
Yeah, I said it
It’s MA
I know these niggas hating, but I inspire these niggas on the low man
I believe that shit
I inspire you niggas

[Verse]
Surprise motherfuckers
Open your eyes motherfuckers
M.A where you been?
It’s about time motherfucker
I just been on my grind like a motherfucker
I apologize
Now I’m back on these beats doing homicides
I was chasing money tryna make my commas rise
And I had to put that joy back in my momma’s eyes
Devil tried to bring me down but I don’t run, I rise
I bet if they was in my shoes they’ll probably run and hide
They don’t really want the truth they rather run with lies
You damn right I’m touching money and I’m touching lives
I got the crown too
I’m a queen, I’m who they bow too
If they wanna bring the beef, I bring the cow too
It’s Brooklyn, I run the town too
They hold me down, I hold them down too
A new year, so It’s round two
I can’t believe they tried to say I had a ghost writer
That’s like saying you drove a whip without no tires
That’s like saying you had it lit without no fire
Moral of the story is they all liars
Funny guys, bummy guys
I know Flex ‘gon spin this about 20 times
I’m up now with my watch on sunny side
Now all I see is carrots like a bunny’s eyes
I’m in that Audi real low like a druggies eyes
I’m still dwelling on the fact that I’m countrywide
Shout out to my VA niggas them my country guys
9 years, I was raised on the countryside
Now I’m 25 getting checks
Doing more, saying less
Working more, playing less
Giving more, taking less
I just wish niggas was focused more, hatin’ less
On the grind, waitin’ less
Being real, fakin’ less
You don’t sound believable they won’t believe in you
That’s why I really speak about what I really do
Yeah I’m hot but I keep it cool, humble shit
And I keep gorillas with me on some jungle shit
I carry Brooklyn on my shoulders on some duffel shit
This New York, we ain’t supposed to do that mumble shit
We don’t run we run shit
On some son you shit
M.A coming for they heads on some frontal shit
I’m back focused, money ain’t folding
Yeah I took a break, but I ain’t broken
They say, "I’m changing"
I say, "I’m growing"
And I say, "they all full of shit" like a colon
They talk about me like they past perfect
Like they present pretty, like they future flawless
Like this world ain’t got drug addicts and alcoholics
Rapists, robbers, dealers, murder, extortion
Like me being gay is so fucking important
We all sinnin’ nigga, I don’t give a fuck what you call it
The only man that can judge me is the man above
Too much hate y’all need to open up a can of love
How you mad man? Somebody give that man a hug
Saying I’m a thief somebody must’ve hand them drugs
They thought OOOUUU was the only thing I had for ’em
They thought I ain’t have something in the stash for ’em
I see a crown damn right I’ma grab for it
Where I’m from, we just take it we don’t ask for it
On my way to success I got a map for it
And for my dreams, yup, I’m still running laps for it
You can see it in my eyes, it’s still hunger there
I’m still looking to the sky ’cause my brother there
Went from stashing OCs in my underwear
To 2016 being my fucking year
Now I’m back here another year
And I see more haters, but you looking in your account and it’s nothing there
Don’t get mad, get money, get on your grizzy
I don’t respond to you niggas because I’m busy
My eyes low because I’m tipsy sipping that Don Pizzy
Had to chill on that Henny for my my liver and kidneys
Hair still frizzy
Loud still pissy
How much we get for a show? Between 40 and 60
Independent at my own label
At my own table and I’m so grateful
What don’t break you make you
So to them motherfuckers throwing stones, thank you

Tei Shi – How Far

It pleases you to say you’re sorry
When you are not
It’s a dangerous slip of the tongue

If it pleases you to see me struggle
I will talk of the things i hate

How far can it takes us
Before it forsakes us

Is this a part of the game

It’s a fantasy

It pleases you to say you’re sorry
When you are not
It’s a dangerous slip of the tongue

If it pleases you to see me struggle
I will
(x2)

It’s a dangerous slip of tongue

And if
It pleases you to say you’re sorry
When you are not
It’s a dangerous slip of the tongue

If it pleases you to see me struggle
I will
(x2)

How far it can take me
Before it forsakes me
(x2)

Lil Bibby – MOB

[Intro]
Yeah I’m MOB, look

[Verse 1]
Say they let me in the club, through the back, with the strap
All these strippers on my dick ’cause a youngin’ got them racks
Hell yeah, I move the crack
Hell yeah, I keep a gat
Hell nah, I don’t snitch
And I prolly fucked your bitch
And they know I keep it cool
But they know that I switch
And they know I’m MOB
Put my money over chicks
Niggas got them hands out, so I told ’em "suck a dick"
I can never get distorted, bitch I’m dying for this shit
In the VIP, put my life all in them lines for them shit
Niggas claimin’ that they real, but be lying in this shit
Got no time for a bitch, ’cause you fuckin’ me a numb
My favourite line for a bitch
My young nigga savage, my gun automatic
If you want the static, it’s free, you can have it
Pistol, not get me confused with this rappin’
This sum cleaning you know whats happening
I came home from trappin’, all of my hittas they slow
All of my hittas on gold, keep them on [??]
And I ain’t talkin about hoes [??]
Let me find out where you hiding now, then we slide now
Used to talk them .38s, its 50 shots .45s now
Used to shoot them [??] pistols, niggas die now
Snub nose, 5 shots [??] and no knives out
[Verse 2]
They wonder how I’m bleeding, disrespect I leave em
Partner hating on me, I say Fuck It I’ont need them
She wanna fuck on a demon, she wanna swallow my semen
She wanna chill with the gang now, she might just let the whole team in
Leave the bitch feenin, she might just never see me again
And I just gave my lil brother a [??], he the lord that he free again
Free the gorillas but keep all the rats
I love all my killers , I give em the gas
She acting boujee, [??] from the bay
Now back to the money, bitch get out the club

[Bridge]
M.O.B, yeah I’m M.O.B
M.O.B., bitch I’m M.O.B
Yeah I’m M.O.B. eyy
M.O.B. , yeah I’m M.O.B. eyy
Look , I say , yeah I’m M.O.B
M.O.B., bitch I’m M.O.B
Yeah I’m M.O.B., M.O.B
Yeah I’m M.O.B. eyy
Look, I say , yeah I’m M.O.B.,
Eyy look

[Verse 3]
Bitch I’m [??] rocker, Chiraq pistol popper
Bitch I’m with the drama, 100 clip off [??] watching for the anacondas
No revolver, we not ducking problems
Bitch I’m with shit, see my [??] we gon’ hit
Never went out like a bitch
Yolo, hop out the whip and I’m dolo
No of these niggas want no smoke
My hittas loco
We get that pipe out of bolo
We get hit with the four four
That’s how we coming, Catch me with all of my youngins
Every car got like a hunnid, Lil’ niggas gunnin
You wanna get into sum, like Andre, my little niggas drummin

[Outro]
Eyy, eyy, eyy, eyy, look
And they know I’m M.O.B
Eyy, eyy I said they know I’m M.O.B. eyy

Birdman & Young Thug – Bit Bak

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Fuck is you talkin’ bout? I pull up and talk it out
I pull out the stick yeah, make everybody walk it out
She slob on my dick yeah, she do it for the girl scout
She fuck on my bitch yeah, she eating my girl out
GTV til I hurl out
Run a plan, get swirled out
What the fuck you so early bout
You dead broke at your girl house
I’m sellin’ out shows now, I bring out the world now
I fuck on your girl yeah, I tear up your world yeah yeah
I’m high as the nose bleed, that gold like a trophy
White boy on a nigga team
That purple my choice of lean (yeah)
My pockets on Jimmy Dean (yeah)
My AP so clear the scene (yeah)
We big I could see and read
My fingers a couple keys yeah

[Hook]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands
I do it for my momma man
We came out the trash can
Look at me the last man
Look at me the last man standing
Maybach panoramic
That bitch is sleepin, no xanax
Fuck em all no scamin’
I’m rich before your grandaddy
Versace Versace make em panic
The mansion made her wear the panties
She asked a nigga where the plan at?
Baking soda, whole ‘nother planet
I’m havin’ water where the Titanic?
New watch, the Titanic
I ran it up now they all hatin’ on me
Playin’ with me better put some respek on it

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Interlude: Birdman]
Seven day
Strip club tour
Every last one fill with bands
ATL on a Monday
Chi-Town on a Tuesday
New York on a Wednesday
En Noir on a Thursday
Miami on a Friday
Vegas on a Saturday
LA on Sunday
Rich Gang lifestyle
Type of shit we do
Rich Gang
B’s up

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back
Gettin’ geeked out my mind
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back, big cat
I’m in a Maybach at a kick back with a big rack
I’m in a Maybach cost big racks (big racks)
Big ol’ racks yeah!
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
Run up them bands, fuck is you doin’
That money pursue it nigga, the fuck is you doin’
You run up some bands nigga, the fuck is you doin’ (woo woo)

[Outro: Birdman]
Stunna Stunna man
I bet em five hundred bands
Rich gang we the talibans
Bust through them rubber bands

Kelly Rowland – Do Like That (Remix)

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
This the remix, baby

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
Kelly I should tell you I’m feelin’ yo skin tone
You lookin’ just like a precious gem stone
Ooh, I’m sick, just spit that syndrome
I’m ahead of the game, lovin’ the end zone
Weezy, baby, uh-huh, him grown
Pardon me, but I’m just gettin my hint on
Hint, hint, yeah, you gotta smell me
Ms. Kelly, Rowland like a parelley

[Kelly Rowland (Lil Wayne):]
La-Ladies, Drama, leave it – home
If he ain’t got it right by now then scratch him – off
They just call me said it’s about 20 – strong
They standin’ at the door don’t wanna take us – on
The ring, let it go ’bout 3 months – ago
The pain – stressin – ain’t in me no more
The girl that they used to know – done changed
Now they sayin’ (Ms. Kelly) they mention my name

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)

[Kelly Rowland (Lil Wayne):]
664, came up real slow
Put a good game on me
Told him partner
Don’t get too close, so comfortable
Cause’ the quick ain’t for me
Got my girls all here
With me, so spare me please
All your personal info
I ain’t thinkin’ about love
I just wanna give it up
Pop a bottle, talk a lotta bullish
And let’s – let’s go

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
Yeah, and is you ridin’ with me when the end’s low
Y’all better call Winslow
I get low like limbo
I got that truck on Timbo’s
I ride, something like dimples
As how we do it in the N-O
Kelly, what you know about a rendevous
In a island for 2
You sexy, black, beautiful… oh

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this,)

[Kelly Rowland (Eve):]
Wait a minute mutha (Kelly) ooh
Tonight ain’t feelin no – stress
To my girls that’s lookin’ their best
Won’t you go and show it off for us
Ladies go and throw yo hands up
An-And if he’s all in yo head
Just forget all of the things that he said (uh)
Girl, this is yours (uh)
Do whatever you want to (uh)
Ladies go and throw yo hand up (Sha-Sha)

[Eve (Kelly Rowland):]
Here these words out my mouth, now
Tell you how it’s goin’ down
Kelly, E-V-E
We comin through and got them bowin’ down
Ladies, can you feel it it’s an anthem you can bounce around
Give you just a second, take ya breath
Bring it back now
Let the beat knock
Le-Let the beat knock
Let the beat knock
Le-Let the beat knock
Let the beat knock
Trust me, we ain’t gonna stop
Here til’ the light’s up
Watch us take over this spot

[Lil Wayne (Kelly Rowland):]
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
They li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)
And they li-li-li-li-li-like it
(like this, this, this, this)

Shawty Lo – My Love (feat. Lyfe Jennings)

[Hook: Lyfe Jennings]
My love, long as I’m breathing
You’re what I’m feeling ‘til the end of time
Even when I touch the sky
You’ll be my love, my guardian angel
Just wanna thank you for holding me down
Nobody else was around

[Verse 1: Shawty Lo]
Yeah, shawty got that good love
When I’m up in it, I can tell the way your toes curl
You remind me of my first love
That was then, this is now, this is your world
And when I went to prison
You ain’t have to wait, yeah you made your own decisions
Can’t explain how I’m feeling
Before I had a mil you was one in a million

[Hook: Lyfe Jennings]
My love, long as I’m breathing
You’re what I’m feeling ‘til the end of time
Even when I touch the sky
You’ll be my love, my guardian angel
Just wanna thank you for holding me down
Nobody else was around

[Verse 2: Shawty Lo]
I’m from the hood, shawty from the suburbs
She in my nest getting rest, that’s my love bird
Shawty got that good love
I swear to god she remind me of my first plug
She remind me of that white girl
They make moves, I make movies
It’s only one me, them boys can’t be me
I am L-O, you can be V-E

[Hook: Lyfe Jennings]
My love, long as I’m breathing
You’re what I’m feeling ‘til the end of time
Even when I touch the sky
You’ll be my love, my guardian angel
Just wanna thank you for holding me down
Nobody else was around

[Bridge: Lyfe Jennings]
You’ll be my love
Nobody else was around
You’ll be my love
Nobody else was around
You’ll be my love
Nobody else was around
You’ll be my love
Nobody else was around

[Hook: Lyfe Jennings]
My love, long as I’m breathing
You’re what I’m feeling ‘til the end of time
Even when I touch the sky
You’ll be my love, my guardian angel
Just wanna thank you for holding me down
Nobody else was around
You’ll be my

Blac Youngsta – I Got You (feat. Slim Jxmmi)

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi & Blac Youngsta]
You tryna get lit, I got you
You tryna get hoes, I got you
You want hit the city and turn up the city
You fuckin’ with the right one, I got you
You tryna get turnt, I got you
You want hit the club, I got you
Ain’t gotta pay entry, I walk in that bitch and they know me
My nigga, I got you
You wanna put a hit, I got you
I fuck your lil bitch without you
Your making threats, sendin’ shots at me
When I see you lil nigga I got you
You and your niggas, cowards
Say you gon’ kill me, I doubt it
Lil nigga want Ana, I got him
Fuck around and shoot your house up

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi & Blac Youngsta]]
I feel like Silkk the Shocker
Fuck around and get killed for talking
I got this game from my father
I fucked my father’s friend’s daughter
I can take your bitch, but why bother?
I can cook a brick with no water
Jxmmi and Youngsta a problem
We don’t fuck with rap niggas, we rob ‘em
We jump in the money like BMF
We ain’t DJ Khaled but we the best
I’m fuckin’ these lil niggas’ bitches
They mad at me cause I ran up a check
Girl your body bangin’
I ain’t tryna fuck ya girl I just want the neck
Fuck that bitch
If I ain’t got a rubber I ain’t tryna have sex

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi & Blac Youngsta]
You tryna get lit, I got you
You tryna get hoes, I got you
You want hit the city and turn up the city
You fuckin’ with the right one, I got you
You tryna get turnt, I got you
You want hit the club, I got you
Ain’t gotta pay entry, I walk in that bitch and they know me
My nigga, I got you
You wanna put a hit, I got you
I fuck your lil bitch without you
Your making threats, sendin’ shots at me
When I see you lil nigga I got you
You and your niggas, cowards
Say you gon’ kill me, I doubt it
Lil nigga want Ana, I got him
Fuck around and shoot your house up

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi & Blac Youngsta]
Fuck around and cop the coupe in cash
This a nigga’s lifestyle
I’m still pullin’ hundreds out the bag
All these strippers like wow
Broke niggas like how
I shine with the lights out
These VVS’s too impressive
Countin’ all my money like I count my blessings
Got a hundred killers that’ll kill for me
All they tote is Glocks, Smith & Wessons
You might fuck around and get left on stretcher
They might fuck around and stretch you
Go and get a bag, buy a new whip
Hit that ho, four hundred on slay
Shoot your ass right in front of your dad
Blowin’ through the money fast

[Hook: Slim Jxmmi & Blac Youngsta]
You tryna get lit, I got you
You tryna get hoes, I got you
You want hit the city and turn up the city
You fuckin’ with the right one, I got you
You tryna get turnt, I got you
You want hit the club, I got you
Ain’t gotta pay entry, I walk in that bitch and they know me
My nigga, I got you
You wanna put a hit, I got you
I fuck your lil bitch without you
Your making threats, sendin’ shots at me
When I see you lil nigga I got you
You and your niggas, cowards
Say you gon’ kill me, I doubt it
Lil nigga want Ana, I got him
Fuck around and shoot your house up

Akb48 – Uza

君は君で愛せばいい
相手のことは考えなくていい
思うがままに愛せばいい
運がよければ愛し合えるかも…

傷ついても
傷つけても
本気であればあるほど
気づかないんだ
No way

最初にキスをしよう
理屈より先に
感情 ぶつけろよ
Do it!
最初にキスをしよう
首に抱きついて
そう 挨拶代わりに…

愛の意味とかわかっているのか?
やさしさだけじゃ惹かれはしないだろう
愛の力をわかっているのか?

見つめ合ったら
すべて奪うもの

彼女なんて
関係ないよ
モラルを思い出す度
気 失うんだ
Black out

最後に夢を見よう
かけひきより先に
プライド 捨てちまえよ!
Do it!
最後に夢を見よう
どんな告白だって
そう 答えはいらないんだ

Uza…Uza…Uza…
勝手に
Uza…Uza…Uza…
自由に
Uza…Uza…Uza…
嫌われるモノローグ
Uza…Uza…Uza…
いきなり
Uza…Uza…Uza…
エキサイティング
Uza…Uza…Uza…
自分だけプロローグ

うざいよ

君は君で愛せばいい
相手のことは考えなくていい
思うがままに愛せばいい
運がよければ愛し合えるかも…

Uza

RED DIAMOND DOGS – Stand By Me

まだこの先はほど遠く
思った以上に荒れ果てた one way road
ただ前に前に walking with my darling, darling
ままならない my life
疲れて止まっちゃうぐらいつらい
As long as you stand by my side
I think I’ll be alright

Stand, stand by me
Darling, darling baby
Won’t you stand by me
×2

遠くに浮かぶ蜃気楼
幻追う自分を信じろ
砂ぼこりが舞う winding road
自由に出会うまで rolling stone
空回って drifting, 付きまとうしがらみは理不尽
想像以上に世間は厳しい
でも引き下がれば everything is nothing
荒野を越えて走る衝動
すぐそばには同じ夢を分かち合える one and only
You’re my lady
地図を持たない二人 どこまでも
I’ll stand by you, you’ll stand by me
ジョンとヨーコみたいに

Stand, stand by me
Darling, darling baby
Won’t you stand by me
×2

Hey, lady
Don’t you leave my side, girl
Can’t you read my cypher
I want you to be my wife
×3

Stand, stand by me
Darling, darling baby
Won’t you stand by me
×4

Hey, lady
Don’t you leave my side, girl
Can’t you read my cypher
I want you to be my wife
×2

まだこの先はほど遠く
思った以上に荒れ果てた one way road
ただ前に前に walking with my darling, darling
ままならない my life
疲れて止まっちゃうぐらいつらい
As long as you stand by my side
I think I’ll be alright

NMB48 – Virginity

ねえ キスをしたって
減るもんじゃない
言いたいこと わかるけど
でも キスしちゃったら
何か減るんだ
私の中の
ヴァージニティー

日が暮れて行く教室の外
窓枠の空が砂時計
カーテン引いたあなたが急に
大人に見える

そう 好きよ 誰より好きは好きよ
冷静じゃダメなんだ

ねえ キスをしたって
減るもんじゃない
男の子は思うでしょ?
でも キスしちゃったら
きっと変わるよ
パパに言えない
ヴァージニティー
汚さないで
ヴァージニティー

非常階段 緑のサイン
ぼんやり浮かんだ廊下で
冗談言って あなたの顔が
近づいて来た

もう 無理よ 私 こんなの初めて
感情はストレート

ほら キスをした後
減ってしまった
それが何かわからない
そう キスされながら
瞼 閉じてた
愛の代わりに
ヴァージニティー
背伸びしてる
ヴァージニティー

ねえ キスをしたって
減るもんじゃない
言いたいこと わかるけど
でも キスしちゃったら
何か減るんだ
私の中の
ヴァージニティー
ヴァージニティー
ヴァージニティー
ヴァージニティー

SKE48 – Two Roses

目と目が合ったその瞬間に
見えない手が伸びて来て
何か大事なもの
盗まれた

私 初めは気づかなかった
胸のどこか スースーして
穴が空いたみたいに
溺れる

そんな切なさを
愛と知らなくて
突然の孤独に
震えていたの

TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも 君が薔薇なら
(このまま)
この花瓶に飾って
ずっと 眺めるだけでいい
指も触れずに・・・
TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも 君が薔薇なら
(永遠)
ここで見届けさせて
花が枯れても落ちても
君のすべてが愛しい

愛とは いつも棘があるもの
守りながら傷ついて
赤い血のしずく
流してる

夢の見方がわからなかった
心が幼すぎて
時間(とき)は止まらないって
事実

どんなやさしさも
とても 儚くて
溢れ出す涙を
拭えはしない

TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも これが恋なら
(2人は)
そっと 瞳を閉じて
記憶の花壇に想いを
移しましょうか
TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも これが恋なら
(お願い)
何も変わらないまま
誰に打ち明けることもなく
命 燃え尽きる日まで

TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも 君が薔薇なら
(このまま)
この花瓶に飾って
ずっと 眺めるだけでいい
指も触れずに・・・
TWO ROSES
(たとえば)
もしも 君が薔薇なら
(永遠)
ここで見届けさせて
花が枯れても落ちても
君のすべてが愛しい

SKE48 – Kataomoi Finally

こんなに近いのに
僕は遠くを眺めてる
視線の端でさりげなく
君の存在を
気にしてた

春の陽射しのカフェテリア
偶然 同じテーブルで
ハートが固まったように
言葉を交わせなかった
僕だった

好きなんだ
君が
好きなんだ
初めて会った
瞬間(とき)から
記憶の中の誰より
はっとして強く惹かれた
好きなんだ
君が
好きなんだ
今まで
ずっと
隠してた
今日こそは立ち上がって
告白しようか
Finally

人を好きになる理由は
誰も説明つかなくて
おそらく きっと
後付けさ
直感以上の"なぜ?"はない

君のまわりの友達は
みんな あきれているけれど
僕は一歩だって引かない
ランチタイムが終わっても
I love you!

突然だ
恋は
突然だ
募る思い
どこかに溢れてしまう前に
どうしても言っておきたくて…
突然だ
恋は
突然だ
空気を
読んで 抑えてた
感情を今 曝(さら)け出す
僕の愛しさは
Finally

YesかNoかのAnswerよりも
ずっと 胸に貯めてた
君への愛しさを
ついに 解禁だ

好きなんだ
君が
好きなんだ
初めて会った
瞬間(とき)から
記憶の中の誰より
はっとして強く惹かれた
好きなんだ
君が
好きなんだ
今まで
ずっと
隠してた
今日こそは立ち上がって
告白しようか
Finally

好きなんだ 君が好きなんだ(好きなんだ)
ずっと好きだったんだ(好きなんだ)
好きなんだ 君が好きなんだ(好きなんだ)
Finally 君に伝えよう

片想い ここでFinally

Seungyeon Han – Uchuu-Kun (宇宙くん)

요즘은 어떻게 지내니
혹시나 마음은 편해졌니
귀찮은 약속도 어려운 내 마음도
이젠 없을 테니까
내 맘이 널 선택하던 날
가슴은 요란해 잠 못 들고
까만 밤에 겨우 찾은 별처럼
네가 빛나서 아직도 뭉클해 나
잘 있니 첫 설렘
잘 있니 첫 아픔
따뜻한 기억이 많아
다행이야 참
다행이야 참
우연히 들린 네 소식에
왠지 나 모르게 서운해져
눈물이 날까 봐 웃어버렸어
여전히 네가 아직도 뭉클해 난
잘 있니 첫 설렘
잘 있니 첫 아픔
따뜻한 기억이 많아
다행이야 참
혼자 서있는 이 순간에도
네가 느껴져서
나를 봐주던 너의 눈을
다시 보고 싶어
잘 있니 첫 설렘
잘 있니 첫 아픔
나없이 행복하다면
다행이라고
말할 수 밖에

Throwdown – This Continuum

Caught between this great mortal divide
Not quite dead but still not quite alive, not quite alive

Now go into the light
But i can’t tell you
The reasons why
I’ll never join you there

I can’t face this hell alone
Spiraling through this continuum

Cheating death ain’t what it used to be
Agony is all that’s left of me

Now go so far away
’cause i can’t bear this
Another day
I’ll never join you there

I can’t face this hell alone
Spiraling through this continuum
Time has taken all i’ve known
Smothering the life i used to love

All i’ve got is time… spiraling

I can’t face this hell alone
Spiraling through this continuum
Time has taken all i’ve known
Smothering the life i used to love

In this continuum

Chris Cornell – You Know My Name (Casino Royale)

If you take a life do you know what you’ll give?
Odds are, you won’t like what it is
When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me?
By the merciless eyes of deceit?

I’ve seen angels fall from blinding heights
But you yourself are nothing so divine
Just next in line

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name

If you come inside things will not be the same
When you return to the night
And if you think you’ve won
You never saw me change
The game that we all been playing

I’ve seen diamonds cut through harder men
Than you yourself
But if you must pretend
You may meet your end

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins

Try to hide your hand
Forget how to feel
Forget how to feel

Life is gone with just a spin of the wheel
Spin of the wheel

Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you
The odds will betray you
And I will replace you
You can’t deny the prize it may never fulfill you
It longs to kill you
Are you willing to die?

The coldest blood runs through my veins
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name
You know my name

Rolling Stones – Streets Of Love

You’re awful bright, you’re awful smart
I must admit you broke my heart
The awful truth is really sad
I must admit I was awful bad

While lovers laugh and music plays
I stumble by and I hide my pain
The lights are lit, the moon is gone
I think I’ve crossed the Rubicon

I walk the streets of love and they’re full of tears
And I walk the streets of love and they’re full of fears

While music pumps from passing cars
A couple watch me from a bar
A band just played the wedding march
And the corner store mends broken hearts
And a woman asks me for a dance
Oh it’s free of charge, just one more chance

I walk the streets of love and they’re full of tears
I walk the streets of love for a thousand years

Oh tell me now
I, oh I walk the streets of love, yeah
And they’re drenched with tears, oh

You had the moves, you had the cards
I must admit you were awful smart
The awful truth is awful sad
I must admit I was awful bad

And I walk the streets of love and they’re drenched with tears
And I walk the streets of love for a thousand years, oh

I walk the streets of love and they’re drenched with tears
Oh every night, oh there’s only one and not enough for him
Oh I, yeah and they’re full of tears
Oh everybody talk about it
Everybody be walking down it
Yeah but I found out, oh yes that I

Oh yes I do
Oh the streets of love, yeah, they’re drenched, drenched with in tears
I, oh yeah I don’t want to