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AJR – I’m Not Famous (The Click Album)

Where my haters?
Where my haters?
I don’t got ’em
I’m not famous, no
It don’t matter what my name is
I don’t got one, I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
You never heard of me
Or the weird shit I do and say
That’s my favorite thing
That I’m not famous, no
And I’m never on T.V.
Throwing up on an L.A. street
Nobody judges me
‘Cause I’m not famous, no
Paparazzi is at an all-time low
Paparazzi they don’t care where I go
Where my haters
Where my haters?
I don’t got ’em
I’m not famous, no
It don’t matter what my name is
I don’t got one, I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
I’m not famous, no
I’m not famous, no
I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
You never overheard
That I blew twenty grand on shirts
Nobody knows my quirks
‘Cause I’m not famous, no
Everyone got their habits
But you’ll never hear what mine is
Best thing bout my life is
I’m not famous, no
Paparazzi is at an all-time low
Paparazzi, they don’t care where I go
Where my haters?
Where my haters?
I don’t got ’em
I’m not famous, no
It don’t matter what my name is
I don’t got one, I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
I’m not famous, no
I’m not famous, no (Go!)
I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
Hate it, hate, hate it, no
Hate it, hate, hate it
Where my haters?
Where my haters?
I don’t got ’em
I’m not famous, no
It don’t matter what my name is
I don’t got one, I’m not famous, no
(I’m not, I’m not)
And I don’t hate it, no
I’m not famous, no
I’m not famous, no
I’m not famous, no
And I don’t hate it, no
And I don’t hate it, no
I’m not famous, no

AJR – Netflix Trip (The Click Album)

[Verse]
I had my first crush in season 2
She passed me notes and filled our hands with glue
And in my corduroy’s we’d walk to school
I sat and crossed my legs like Jim would do
She moved away I was on season 3
It hit my heart so hard I’d hardly speak
But I could find some peace and privacy
A paper company to sit with me

[Chorus]
Who are we to wonder where we’re going?
Who am I to tell me who I am?
Let’s take it back and take in every moment
Who am I to tell me who I am?

[Verse]
I turned down Jameson when I was 12
I spent that Friday night with Steve Carell
The one where Dwight became the head of sales
My eighth grade graduation wished me well
I lost my grandmother in season six
I watched my mom, she cried and held her kids
My mind was broken up I couldn’t think
So I just hugged her the way Michael did

[Chorus]
But who are we to wonder where we’re going?
Who am I to tell me who I am?
Let’s take it back and take in every moment
Who am I to tell me who I am?

[Bridge]
Wonder where we’re going
Tell me who I am
Take in every moment
Hold it close again

[Verse]
Now the finale’s done and I’m alone
I’m on a netflix trip here on my phone
But who I am is in these episodes
So don’t you tell me that it’s just a show

[Chorus]
Who are we to wonder where we’re going?
Who am I to tell me who I am?
Let’s take it back and take in every moment
Who am I to tell me who I am?
(Repeats)

[Outro]
Who am I to tell me who I am?
Who am I to tell me who I am?

AJR – Bud Like You (The Click Album)

Way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I’ve got a bud like you
Enough, enough
There’s no celebrities here
So why’s the bouncer taking everything so seriously
It’s you, and I
It’s cool you feel the same
Like why’s the DJ here, if he’s just pressing play
Kicking in the basement
Kicking in the basement
Hating all the same things too
If I need a pick me up
Would you come and pick me
I could really use a bud like you
To pick me way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Enough, enough
There’s no one here that we know
I think I knew a girl, who knew the host
But she’s heading home
We’ll stand a lot
Stare at the disco ball
Like who’d invest in that
When no ones looking at it
Kicking in the basement
Kicking in the basement
Hating all the same things too
If I need a pick me up
Would you come and pick me
I could really use a bud like you
To pick me way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
To pick me way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Way up, way up
Way up to the sky
When everybody here is sneaking in and getting high
Way up, way up
Way up to the moon
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you
Boy it’s good to know I got a bud like you

AJR – Come Hang Out (The Click Album)

Come hang out
‘Cause you’re outta your mind
You’re working so damn hard
You forgot what you like
And come hang out
Don’t you leave us behind
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
I can’t complain, no, I won’t be mourning
‘Cause I skipped on prom
For Elvis Duran in the morning
All of my life I have been starving
Not for a dinner with friends, more of a starving artist
Yep yep I’m gonna miss this someday
Yep yep I missed another Friday
And all my friends say
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re outta your mind
You’re working so damn hard
You forgot what you like
And come hang out
Don’t you leave us behind
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
Last album’s sales could have been higher
Maybe that’s why I haven’t seen friends in awhile
They’re at a bar down in the Bahamas
While I’m doing promo, tryna blow up in Chicago
Yep yep I’m gonna miss it someday
Yep yep I missed another Friday
And all my friends say
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re outta your mind
You’re working so damn hard
You forgot what you like
And come hang out
Don’t you leave us behind
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re outta your mind
You’re working so damn hard
You forgot what you like
And come hang out
Don’t you leave us behind
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re missing a lot
You haven’t gone that far
You can find a real job (find a real job)
And come hang out
We can save you a shot
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
Should I go for more clicks this year?
Or should I follow the click in my ear?
Should I go for more clicks this year?
Or should I follow the click in my ear?
Should I go for more clicks this year?
Or should I follow the click in my ear?
Should I go for more clicks this year?
Or should I follow the click in my ear?
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re outta your mind
You’re working so damn hard
You forgot what you like (forgot what you like)
And come hang out
Don’t you leave us behind
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
Come hang out
‘Cause you’re missing a lot
You haven’t gone that far
You can find a real job (find a real job)
And come hang out
We can save you a shot
But I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time
I’ll be there next time

BROCKHAMPTON – Heat (Saturation Album)

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto
Este es mi amigo, Jabari
Nosotros odiamos a la policía

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I got pipe dreams of crack rocks and stripper poles
Of fucking centerfolds
So I got secrets only me and all my niggas know
Of kicking in the doors
I’ll send a bitch to get ya
So don’t play fucking stupid
I know you got the product
‘Cause I could smell the money
I could taste the weed
Give me somethin’ or a body, only way I’ll leave
I love to watch ’em squirm
I love when bitches bleed
If she’s sucking on the barrel, you can’t hear her scream
So kiss the fucking carpet
This aggravated Larson
And then I’m out the door
It’s monsters in your home
Black gloves, mask on, muzzle plated chrome

[Hook: Ameer Vann]
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
That’s the first one to go
The first shot I blow
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Who done called the cops on my niggas?

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
Shotta, shotta
Who be that, the number one shotta?
Put a missile on you when I’m on your blocka
And you’ll be thin, you’ll be issue when I’m off it, off it, I’m off it
I got the magazine from the pistol
For any politician talkin’ shit, givin’ issue
Another black man in the street, it’s official
We riding out the spirit, here go another pistol
Ha, fuck, another cracka!
Cop coming on my block for the answers
Huh? I no got time for your question
Huh, just put mi mommy and mi bredren

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
I hate the way I think, I hate the way it looms
I hate the way the things I say incinerate a room
I know I’m tryna change, but it’ll never work
Just end up more broken down than when I started
And that concrete feels the hardest every time I seem to touch it
Started thinking I ain’t meant for life but that’s too deep
Falling up into the ceiling while I’m drowning in the creek of my emotions trying harder to be open
Talking ’bout release dates
I’m trying to make it to tomorrow
Internal honesty could be the hardest pill to swallow
So I need two shots of everything that’s on the fuckin’ menu
I’m dancing with myself; setting fire to the venue, motherfucker

[Hook: Ameer Vann]
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
That’s the first one to go
The first shot I blow
Who done called the cops on my niggas?
Who done called the cops on my niggas?

[Bridge: Joba]
Fuck you!
I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back
Fuck you!
I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back
I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back
Fuck you!
I’ll break your neck so you can watch your back
Fuck you

[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
My old friend fucked my girlfriend, I should’ve shot him
Pray to god about him
Man, I hit the lotto
Yeah, my bitch got badder
Shit, my ass got badder
And I forgave them bitches
So now it’s off to millions
I been fucking sinning
Hit the forehead, chest, left, right, I’m grinning
Asses on the ceiling
And I got mirror feelings
For all you lil’ demons
Yeah, you see the chain
‘Fore all you changed on me
Rearranged on me
Suck a dick about it
I hope you get offended
And this ain’t clean shit
This is pissing off the yacht with my bitch on me
Wearin’ mink on me
Sippin’ Cris’ on ya
Bet ya life on it
I came to fight for it

[Outro: Matt Champion]
Came in, raided all y’all pockets
And your bitch came in and rubbed up on me
I’m burning rubber, I pulled up on you

BROCKHAMPTON – Gold (Saturation Album)

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto
Y ésta es mi cadena

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

[Verse 1: Matt Champion]
Rock the boat like a one-eyed pirate
Rick James, I get glitter on my eyelids
2 A.M., 85 on the highway
Whole world get a little misguided
Where the spotlight? Put me in the spotlight
Trust no one that put you in the wrong light
High scream when I hit her with the long pipe
Mmm, ice cream when I hit her with the sweet thang
Do my thing, no, I do not do speaking
Get my shot, point it out like whoop, bang
I’ma win a bitch and I got a mood swing
I’m the realest, bitch, now I got a mood swing
I got bipolar confidence
Wake up like "shit" then I feel like a shit
So I guess I’m the shit
Yeah, guess I’m the shit

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]
Grab life by the horns when I whip the Lambo
Black on red like I whip the sambo
Clip’s so long it’ll make you mambo
Watch you tango, dutty wine
She grind on my dick like a hundred times
Shawty love me long when I grip her sides
And slip inside like a slip and slide
My electric eel do electric slide but
I just wanna feel up the booty
All on me, all on me, all on me
We can slow clap like woo!
All on me, all on me, all on me
I just wanna feel on your booty
Grab the camcorder, we can make it a movie
Bring a friend with you if you like how I do it
Gold chain swingin’, and she like how I shoot it

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
Damn
Damn, I’m frosty
Blood diamond, I’m flossing
Navy camo, I’m drowning
But you don’t see what it cost me
Turmoil like the Saudi’s
Hand-me-downs never fit me
Party never fit me, punani never fit me
Damn, time-travelin’, Honda-swervin’, that’s so Merlyn
That’s so Merlyn
That’s so Merlyn
That’s so Merlyn
Damn, time-travelin’, Honda-swervin’, book learnin’
That’s so Merlyn
That’s so Merlyn
That’s so Merlyn

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
Swan dive down the 405
Land at the bottom of El Toro High
With the precision of a cut from a Zorro knife
The boy spit like he made out of 409
So that’s clean, bitch
You can’t play with my team, bitch
We rock pink now on Wednesdays
Green looks good with your envy
Mix with white ’cause you salty
But this stainless
I’m like platinum and it’s painless
I just skip on the beat like I’m Pee-Wee Herman
Hands up for all my sermons
My wheel’s turnin’, now I’m more efficient than ever
I feel like Ratatouille when I’m whipping that cheddar
You see, you better find your thickest of sweaters ’cause this ice
Might fuck around and change your whole life
‘Cause we about to take flight

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect
(Keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain on my neck
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

[Outro: Joba]
Keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)
I keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)
Keep a gold chain
(I said I keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain
(I said I keep a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain
(‘Cause then I keep a)
(I said I keep a gold chain, a gold chain)
Keep a gold chain
(I said I keep a, I keep a)
Keep a gold chain (wax, wax it)

BROCKHAMPTON – Star (Saturation Album)

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto
Y yo quiero ser famoso

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
I might go Interstellar
I feel like Matthew McConaughey
I don’t care for what they gotta say
Tony Perkis how I drop the weight
Jason Bourne with the headshot
Jason Statham with the whip game
Liam Neeson with the rescue
I go Gunnar with the leather face
Bruce Campbell with the chains
Tobin Bell with the saw
Anthony Hopkins, I’m eatin’ ’em raw
They don’t know who we are
Molly Shannon I’m a superstar
Ride or die like it’s sea biscuit
Tryna stack like Tobey
John Wick, I don’t leave a witness
Chris Paul, I’m assistin’
Ameer going Blake Griffin
Give me forty-eight minutes
We go ’04 Pistons
Catch a fade like Robert Horry
Only time to get the spotlight
Deray how I’m top flight
Go Obama when I drop mics

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I’m the black Tom Hanks
You can call me nigga Banks
Secret Agent Cody Banks
Quarter pound of the dank
On the scale and it stank
Put my mama in a range
I just bought a new Wraith
Nic Cage with the face off
John Travolta when I take off
Brad Pitt, start a fight club
Turn the trap into the nightclub
I’m like Prince with the white doves
Paint a picture with the white dust
Lionel Ritchie with the white bitch
Try to tell it to her nicely, but she never wanna listen
Beat the pussy to submission
Tom Cruise on a mission
Pull a R&B singer, bring her back to South Central
I shine just like a popstar, MJ my initial
Kobe Bryant with the spin moves
If these niggas got issues, H-town with Beyoncé
Turn her to my prom date
King pin like JAY Z, dance moves like JT

[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
Heath Ledger with some dreads
I just gave my nigga head
Standing on my two legs
Fuck what that nigga done said
Bruh, I don’t fuck with no white boys
Less the nigga Shawn Mendes
I been off and I been dead
Bad as hell, I don’t bench press
High school, they ain’t fuck with me
Now the critics don’t fuck with me
My own fam ain’t fuck with me
But Viceland did fuck with me
I’m the only popstar with no money
Can’t drive, so I’m still running
Uber takin’ all my show money
But that’s okay, I got more money
Not enough to get my teeth fixed
So my boyfriend in the street, bitch
In the moonlight I get seasick
Did ya see all that, all that we did?
Did all this shit in the weekend
We was up all late tweakin’ (yeah!)
Ice Cube on a Friday, Chris Tucker on a Friday
Michael Cera on a Friday, Jonah Hill on a Friday
Rockin’ Leo’s blood diamonds
Sucked off on the highway
Police right behind me
Like a nigga stole his OJ
Okay, I don’t play
Got the same last name as O.J

[Video Outro: Kevin Abstract]
Everything that’s perfect, damn
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn
(Everything that’s perfect, damn)
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn
Two, oh, oh, seven
Two, oh, oh, eight
Two, oh, oh, nine
You, I can’t relate
You, a different place
You, a different space
You, I hesitate, for you I never wait
Everything that’s perfect, damn
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn
(Everything that’s perfect, damn)
You’re everything that’s perfect, damn

BROCKHAMPTON – Boys (Saturation Album)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys
Hella boys say, hella boys say, hella boys

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann & Merlyn Wood]
I feel just like Zayn
I feel just like Harry
I cop it and I flip it
Have it sittin’ on pirellis
Me and all my niggas
South side, One Direction
Tens and tens and tens and tens
Got lens that make direction
Flow to my location
Lowkey I’m in Cali just avoiding my probation
Fuck your jurisdiction, fuck the federales
Sold out by my father, he gon’ feel the karma
When I get the, get the commas, nigga
I don’t have, I don’t have no fear, nigga
Buy the ounce, sellin’ ounces over here, nigga
I don’t lie, I just bought a whole grill
Arguing with my bitch, my whip sit twenty-six nigga

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
Lowkey I’m a heartthrob
And I ain’t drop an album yet
I’m something like a poster
Sitting on your girl’s wall
And something about my face
Make her take her clothes off
Y’all say y’all got bitches
But y’all bitches make my dick soft
Why y’all always mad cause I’m feeling myself
What the fuck you mean?
I can’t feel myself?
Old girl suburban
But now I’m on to new things
Ego like celebrity, but real like a dope fiend
Tanning out in Hollywood, got Chantel’s on my coattails
From motels to hotels, I’m good
Bitch I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good
Bitch I’m good, From hotels to motels, I’m good
Bitch I’m good

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
In the city I’m a menace
I give C.E.O’s the business
Marathons I gotta finish
Foreign whip is speaking Yiddish
Lately I been feeling vicious
Why y’all crying like some infants
You don’t wanna be a witness
Then you better mind your fucking business
All these crumbs on my denim
We the only dogs spitting venom
Been some years I tried to tell them
But they wanted me to be the villain
They just wanted me to lose
Ones I love, made me choose
Had to cut the ones I thought I’d take to the top
Just so I could make a move
Dropped out of college
Smoking the same campus
Tell me ’bout limits
Last year I was suicidal
Took those thoughts and tried to kill it
Used to avoid, used to being paranoid
Huffin with my boys
Pack it up, I shake the world like asteroids
Give me love before you try to give me noise
I destroy

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]

[Outro: Merlyn Wood]
They say that they want me they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me
They say that they want me, they forgot about me

BROCKHAMPTON – 2Pac (Saturation Album)

[Verse: Ameer Vann]
I got some demons on me
They been feeding on me
When I sold prescriptions
And my pill addiction
Fuck the damn detectives
Mama called the Reverend
I know she praying for me
But I’m in the shadows
Hella drugs and ammo
Kicking doors my MO
I got some bad habits
I do some shit I shouldn’t
My life is on a scale
I know there’s angels on me
All my dead homies
I know they waiting on me
Selling dope from out ya house
I know you praying for me
I know you used to trust me
I miss the chicken nuggets
And the kisses from her
Damn I miss you momma

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Trouble keep following me
Trouble keep following me
Trouble keep following me
Trouble keep following me
Trouble keep following me
Trouble keep following me
Shadow keep following me
Trouble keep following me

BROCKHAMPTON – Fake (Saturation Album)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone

[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
Nigga talk shit?
I’ll single you out
If you’ve got a problem we can figure it out
I’m from H-Town, but the gold in my mouth
South-side niggas put a hole in your house
A hole in your spouse
Better think twice before you open you mouth
It’s getting real close to the first of the month
Niggas hit licks, bit of gas in the blunt
Send em to the dock gotta open them up
Niggas load guns in the back of the truck
Niggas chase money ’til they laced with gold
Gotta get a gun for your hateful foes
Flex too hard and your casket close
You don’t want your momma come and get you from the morgue
Tall white T, blood on the floor
Oh, don’t say that

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Unh
I feel like Master P
I ain’t no slave, ain’t lettin no one try to massa me
I’m getting tested, tested, but nobody passing me
That sugar coated shit don’t need them extra calories
Its a machine, that’s why we work inside the factory
Put em up for me, display it like it’s a gallery
Don’t need your salary
Gold on me like it’s alchemy
Giving niggas the battery
When they witness the mastery
Unh
Don’t say that, don’t talk to me, we don’t play that
They got chalk for me, I make outlines like it’s pottery
Got a squad full of fucking oddities, I got squash, apricots, and broccoli
We turn weird shit to a commodity
I’m on a odyssey for real quality

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone

[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]
I look like a Somali pirate (don’t say that!)
Failed middle school and college (don’t say that!)
Daddy say I’m an asshole (don’t say that!)
Dick complexion of a Backwoods (ew, don’t say that)
She text me, dry as the Sahara (oh wow!)
After she get in that Casa Merlyn (straight up!)
I was in that mouth like flouride
That pussy tight, as a hair tie
Scrunchie, I’m so horny baby, bitch your house, pussy baby
When I get the munchies I still, I don’t share roaches baby
Bum with the good haircut
Bum with a good haircut
Mattress and magic dick

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
Hit me on my cellular phone
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I’ll be right back with the dope
Yippy Yay Yippy Yay
I know you niggas need some more
Take that shit from me some more
I just need to be alone

BROCKHAMPTON – Bank (Saturation Album)

[Hook: Dom McLennon]
Still the only one I do that with
Still the only one I do that with
Ain’t that some shit
Still the only one I do that with
Still the only one I do that with
Ain’t that some shit

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
See I’ve been trippin’ and fallin’
No more slippin’ and stallin’
Got no numbers I’m callin, just wanna be in the coffin
All this trouble we’ve been causin’
Benz I’m crossing, I’ve been saucin’
Exercising my endorphin’s since you told me you was walkin’
I’ve been searchin, huntin, crawlin
Whats it costin me it ain’t doing much, tossin me through a loop
I hush the voices in my head for a minute so I can listen to you
And all I ever heard was "I ain’t listenin", shit is cripplin’

[Hook: Dom McLennon]
Still the only one I do that with
Still the only one I do that with
Ain’t that some shit
Still the only one I do that with
Still the only one I do that with
Ain’t that some shit

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract and Dom McLennon] (X3)
Niggas on that word of mouth, ’til they see them boys come out
I ain’t ever robbed a nigga, best believe I air ya out
See me in your area, ya’ll niggas hilarious
I’m addicted to writing shit that make niggas scared of us

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I got rubbers in my pocket, niggas like to gossip
If I need to drop em let me know
‘Cos I don’t do much talkin’, unless it’s ’bout the money
If you got an offer let me know
I was sellin cabbage, until I moved to Cali
Money in a mattress on the floor
Until I messed with niggas, with fingers on the trigger
We was runnin’ kickin’ in the doors

[Outro: Kevin Abstract and Dom McLennon]
Niggas on that word of mouth, said they see them boys come out
I ain’t ever robbed a nigga, best believe I air ya out
See me in your area, ya’ll niggas hilarious
I’m addicted to writing shit that make niggas scared of us

I use protection, my nigga, so fuck direction, my nigga
And fuck yo section, my nigga, I got the rest of my niggas
My niggas rushed on my niggas, my niggas love all they niggas
I fell in love with a nigga, that nigga skipped out the picture

BROCKHAMPTON – Trip (Saturation Album)

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Flap, flap, flap your wings
Go high, go high, go high
Ride, ride, ride, ride, rider on the night
Slow down, I wanna say goodbye
To everybody here ’cause they’re all the same
I hate this place
Everybody here is all the same
Life’s a disgrace

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy

[Verse 2: Ameer Vaan]
Flying on my rocket ship
I’m on an acid trip
I need another pill
Snort it, let it drip
I’m with my white friends
We’re getting wasted
Trapped in the suburbs
We suffocatin’
We get all our drug and medication
You came with black folks
Hoe, your parents racist
You say they hate me
Well I love them
We still roll up, we still best friends

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Everybody smilin’
I don’t see what’s funny
Everybody friends
Guess I wasn’t lucky
Family full of athletes
I was kind of chubby
Shit was never sunny
Wrists were sorta bloody
Lick my wounds with honey
Save me for the vultures
I’m fallin’ in the void
I don’t know what I discovered
I know I could hear the thunder
I can feel the hunters
They be preying on my hunger
I won’t let ’em make me suffer

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
Today imma be whoever I wanna be
It’s a boy fantasy
It’s a girl fantasy
This is our fantasy
Baby boy, boy, boy

[Outro: Joba]
Ooh, take a moment
Do you, take a moment
Do you, take a moment
Ooh, take a moment
Do you, take a moment
Do you, take a moment

BROCKHAMPTON – Swim (Saturation Album)

[Intro: JOBA, and Kevin Abstract]
We failed at a one night stand
I guess that should not matter
You were loved, by another man
I guess that should not matter
You love to show out
Show your, new outfit
You love to show out
When you leave the house
Your new outfit
I love it on you though

I love it on you though, I love it on ya (x8)

[Verse 1: Merlyn Wood]
I came to California
I cannot afford this
I just want a fortune
I don’t want to pay my mortgage
I just want life for my kids
Damn, I ain’t even have em yet
I’m ballin’ and it don’t stop
And it don’t stop
I can see my life through the window glass
If I move with you I don’t need no cash
Had a dream last night that she loved me back
He got in my head so a nigga bounced back
Shit happened how it happened
So the past is perfect
Shit happened how it happened
So the past is perfect
Shit happened how it happened
So the past is perfect
Shit happened how it happened

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
Fell in love but it ain’t gon’ last
Hydroplane like I ain’t gon’ crash
No frame with my face on glass
No rank when they check my class
Got a minute, got a second, got a day
Gotta get it, gotta find another way
I ain’t trippin’, I’m just feelin’ what I say
I ain’t talking, I’m just spillin’ from my brain
Everybody think I got it figured out
Chasin’ sanity while niggas chasin’ clout
Show me love in the face of all doubts
That would tell me all I need to know about you
Ain’t nobody gon’ love you like me
Ain’t nobody gon’ trust you like me
Baby girl I know we can save the world
So why you wanna fight me?

[Outro: Kevin Abstract]
You love to show out
Show your, new outfit
I love it on you though, I love it on ya (x4)

BROCKHAMPTON – Bump (Saturation Album)

[Intro: Matt Champion]
Tugging on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum
I just want that, I just want that bump bump in my trunk
Blowing skunk, getting crunk with my baby, oh what’s up
Bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump in my trunk

[Verse 1: Merlyn Wood]
We gon’ ride ride ride, down to Mexico
You can see the bad man, I’ll come to New York [?], you can’t catch him though
You can see the bad man, [?] New York you gon catch him though
We gon’ ride white lines all the way to Mexico
Merlyn! Merlyn!

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live

[Verse 2: Ameer Vann]
I’ve been trappin’ out my momma house
Dope boy money keep the water and the lights on
Spray it like it’s Lysol
Your bitch don’t like the dark so we fuckin with the lights on
I fuck her with my chains on
You the one I changed on
I just won the ghetto lottery I guess I’m hood rich
Chillin’ at the gallows smokin’ blacks with my hood bitch
You ain’t what you could be, come get on this dope dick
I sell it by the gram now tell me who you fuck with

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live

[Verse 3: Dom McLennon]
Watch me watch me watch me watch me operate
I ain’t ain’t here to talk now nigga we ain’t gonna conversate
This modern terrorism, you can’t moderate
I’ve been fiendin’ time to put these demons on display
‘Cause they don’t understand, I don’t give a damn
Smoke some shit straight outta Alice in Wonderland
Brockhampton the clan, bitch I ain’t your man
Like they’re stacking just to crumble like an avalanche
This is how it stand, this is how it is
Bitch I ain’t your friend, I ain’t havin’ kids
‘Cause I know that if I’m gon’ bring em in the world
My little spawns of Satan just might take off with your fucking girl

[Bridge: Matt Champion]
Bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump bump bump bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump bump bump bump bump in my trunk
Bump bump in my trunk

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live
When this ends
At least I’ll have a reason to live

BROCKHAMPTON – Cash (Saturation Album)

[Hook: ] x4
Get money, big bands, simple bands
Big money, big bands, simple bands

[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Rollin’ in my truck, gotta keep it tucked
Because whitey wanna fuck with some niggas like us
Confederate flag, neighbors call me fag
Gotta keep it low, I keep that thang up in my bag

[Verse 2: Merlyn Wood]
Whose society is this?
Who delayed my first kiss?
Who command my scholarship?
And kick us out our neighborhood?
Play our music make them rich
Play our music make amends
Box us in like plantains
Free all of my Africans
Nigga I slay, nigga I waste them them, waste them

[Bridge: Kevin Abstract]
There go that danger boy, danger boy!
There go that danger boy, danger boy!

[Verse 3: Ameer Vann]
Niggas kill you for a dollar
Listen to them holler
Big blood ballers, with a crown on my corner
Crack and marijuana, slab around the corner
Sitting low elbows, syrup on the dashboard

[Hook: ]
Get money, big bands, simple bands
Big money, big bands, simple bands
Get money, big bands, simple bands
Big money, big bands, simple bands
Get money, big bands, simple bands
Big money, big bands, simple bands
Get money, big bands, simple bands
Big money, big bands, simple bands

[Verse 4: Dom McLennon]
I got a dream I’m willing to die for
I got a team I’ll commit a crime for
Got some dead homies I ain’t get to cry for
‘Cuz I’m working for my freedom, while the world cry war
Cry wolf when the shepherd finds a way to strike gold
‘Cuz the stocks gon’ crash and the dollar gon’ fold
You don’t know that the poor eat the rich when there’s no profit
They gave you the floor, but you brought up the wrong topic
So it’s

[Outro: JOBA]
Me against the world
Me against the world
Me against the world
Me against the world

BROCKHAMPTON – Milk (Saturation Album)

[Intro: Ameer Vann]
I ain’t the same nigga that I once was
I lost my fucking mind and then I fell in love
I did a bunch of drugs because I couldn’t sleep
I lost a couple months, I chipped my fucking teeth
And there’s a couple women, and they know some things
About lies that I done told and shit that I done said
And niggas that I robbed, so I’m real paranoid
I have voices in my head

[Verse 1: Merlyn Wood]
Hi, my name is Merlyn
I just applied for food stamps
I just moved to California, with my boy band
Dropped out of a good school
Hippies in my commune
I left ‘fore the rent was due
Used to want a briefcase
And a short commute
Used to wanna sell coke
And whip an Audi Coupe crazy if I did that
Wouldn’t be talking to you
Walking through the pit falls
Of a college student
Crazy how you get them letters
And that make you feel accepted ’til you walking ’round the campus and you the only African
Nobody with passion just cats that take direction well
Take acid trips to find themselves
Well…

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)

[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Even since I moved out I’ve been broke
Ever since I grew up I’ve been ugly
Ooh, and I need get me some dollar
Dollar, dollar bills y’all
Ever since I left my momma house I’ve been mad as hell at the world
Sometimes you don’t gotta rhyme when you feel it
Sometimes I barely ever feel a fucking thing
Sometimes I wish that my fucking phone would fucking ring
And go off, and wake a nigga up
I’m used to being sad
And I’m used to being down
I’m used to being used
I miss my boy being around

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)

[Bridge: Matt Champion]
Droppin’ all I got on this one day
I just wanna be somebody someday
Droppin’ all I got on this one way
I just wanna be somebody someday
Droppin’ all I got on this one day
I just wanna be somebody someday
Droppin’ all I got on this one way
I just wanna be somebody someday

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
I gotta get better at being me
(Being who I am)
I gotta get better at everything
(Being who I am)
I just want a friend that I can hang out with
(Being who I am)
Someone I can sit around, lay on my couch with
(Being who I am)

[Outro: Dom McLennon]
I’m trying to look for motivation of smaller things
But baby steps to my atonement when I foster dreams
I’ve been told I’m too transparent with my thoughts sometimes
So I wrote songs until they pass, and I can fall in line
I fell apart the moment that you thought you found yourself
‘Cause I knew at that point I couldn’t be in the equation anymore
But moving on with open, broken hearts
Will show you everything you need to see about yourself to start moving forward
So many things I wanna say that I’m not sure need to be known but everybody swears they fucking know me
So why, don’t I lay every card I’m holding on the table
At that point I wonder what they’d show me
I almost lost my father
Still surreal for me to think about
Considering how many of my friends have lost theirs
I never know if what I’m saying is the right thing
If not, I’m ready more than ever for the crosshairs
It’s all fair when it’s not you
Some people have angels
What if only shadows follow you?
And all the ghosts inside that seem to hollow you
The branches of the weeping willow start to swallow you
And then you realize you’re exactly where you’re supposed to be
The horizon clears
You wipe the tears
And all the skeletons are ready for your story

BROCKHAMPTON – Face (Saturation Album)

[Video Intro: Robert Ontenient]
Me llamo Roberto
Y vamos a destruir nuestra casa

[Hook: Joba]
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna hold ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Just wanna hold ya
Never would lie to you
Tell me what you’re waiting for
What you waiting for?

[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
It feels like I can see the past in your eyes
I know the future has been passing you by
These other niggas, they just passing your time
They don’t know how to ride the tidal waves that crash in your thighs
But I got the dream, and if you believe, then I can take you somewhere that is pristine
I’m keeping it clean, my title is mean, they boxed in a Simba, we broke out the seams
Don’t make me a fiend, I know what I want, I’m working to get everything that I need
But I got a plan for ya, I’m taking a stand for ya, I care for ya

[Verse 2: Matt Champion]
What’s your motive with me baby
‘Cause I don’t trust nobody lately
I twist and turn, moving just like a serpent
New times are coming just like a virgin
Get you all outta my head
Cause lately I’m better off dead
I say this all out of respect
Sometimes I want nothing with you
Wearing your love like medallions
Cause I know thousand men want ya
Wants the menages
Fucking riding shotgun, slap your buns
Melting, fading, under stars and the sun
85, 90, gon’ bust out the gun
Know they sent me from the neck of the woods
Change my name, state so they never could

[Hook: Joba]
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna hold ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Just wanna hold ya
Never would lie to you
Tell me what you’re waiting for
What you waiting for?

[Verse 3: Ameer Vann]
I need a friend (I need a friend)
And you need a home (you need a home)
I love when you come (I love when you come)
I still feel alone
You make it warm in my bed
Butterflies in my head
Sun rise and it set
But you don’t love me like you say you do
White lies hold the hidden truth
You keep leaving when I need you most
It’s true what they say about love had and love lost
Here you are and now you’re gone
I’m left alone in the same bed
I wake up in a cold sweat

[Verse 4: Joba]
Please don’t make me wait long
I just wanna be your main boy, your main, your main one
See, I don’t want nobody but you
See, I don’t want nobody but you
I spent the day by my lonesome
Who do you call when there’s no one?
No one ever did what you did for me and to me
My bed is cold and indented where you used to sleep
Tell me what you’re waiting for, shit
Tell me what I’m here for

[Hook: Joba]
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna hold ya
Tell me what you’re waiting for
I just wanna love ya
Just wanna hold ya
Never would lie to you
Tell me what you’re waiting for
What you waiting for?

BROCKHAMPTON – Waste (Saturation Album)

[Verse 1]
Was I more than it’s worth or will you see my name and I’ll fade?
Pitch my camp in your mind
Sat by the fire, behind your eyes
And I’ll look through them just once or twice but I might see something I don’t like
Like your hands in his shirt
Entwined in cotton, his loving smirk

[Chorus]
Losing my way
Seeing your name
But I’ll be fine yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(No worries)
Losing my way
(Did I come again dressed like a shame?, cloudy)
Seeing your name
(Eyes are but a pain, roses in my veins, sorry)
But I’ll be fine yeah
(No worries)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(No worries)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Worries)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh-oh-ooh

Samantha Fish – Down In The Swamp

They chew you up and spit you out
Those crocodiles won’t touch you now
Gonna burn it up till the morning light
That muddy water never treat you right
I said ooo down in the swamp
I said ooo down in the swamp baby
Won’t hear you scream won’t hear you moan
Just remember you’re not alone
A thousand eyes fixed dead on you
Waiting for you now to make your move
I said ooo down in the swamp
I said ooo down in the swamp baby
Can you hear them slither hear them crawl
Can’t see nothing I see nothing at all
Youre in black water and full of fear
This beer is what I’ll remember as tears
I said ooo baby on down in the swamp
Ooo I said now babe oh down in the swamp
Ooo yeah oo baby ya no no no no oh down in the swamp
I said ooo on down in the swamp

Tom Waits – Wrong Side Of The Road

Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
When the wolf-bane’s blooming by the tressel
And get the eyeball of a rooster
And the stones from a ditch
And wash ’em down with bilge water
And say you’ll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket
The feather from a buzzard
The blood from a bounty hunter’s cold black heart
Catch the tears of a widow in a thimble made of glass
Tell your mama and your papa they can kiss your ass

Poison all the water in the wishin’ well
And hang all them scarecrows from a Sycamore tree
Burn down all them honeymoons, put em in a pillow case
Wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me
Strangle all the Christmas carols, scratch out all the prayers
Tie em up with barbed wire and push em down the stairs
And I’ll whittle you a pistol for keepin’ nightmares off your blinds
Them sons of bitches always seem to sneak up from behind
Siphon all the gas from your daddy’s pickup truck
Fill up Johnny’s T-bird, I got a couple of bucks
Put on a little perfume and wear a ribbon in your hair
Careful that you don’t wake up the hounds
Tear a bolt of lightning from the side of the sky
Throw it in the cedar chest, if you want I’ll tell you why
Bring me the gear shift knob from a 49 Merc
Lie down here beside me, let me hold you in the dirt
And you’re gonna tremble
Tear the throat out of the night
Sink your teeth into my shoulder
Dig your nails into my back
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You’ll be a woman when I catch you come baby fall in love with me
Then with my double barrel shotgun and a whole box of shells
We’ll celebrate the fourth of July
We’ll do 100 miles an hour spending someone else’s dough
We’ll drive all the way to Reno
On the wrong side of the road

The wrong side of the road
On the wrong side of the road
The wrong side of the road
Wrong side of the road
Wrong side of the road
Hey baby

Triantafillos – Χτύπησε Κόκκινο

Κάθε μέρα που περνάει
σ’αγαπώ και ποιο πολύ
κάνω πράγματα που ο’υτε καν πιστεύω
πήραν νόημα οι λέξεις
έχει αξία το φιλί
όχι μόνο σ’αγαπώ, μα σε λατρεύω (2)

Χτύπησε Κόκκινο η αγάπη μου για σένα
πατάω φρένο μα έχουν σπάσει και τα φρένα
τα όρια μου τα έχω ήδη ξεπεράσει
αυτή η αγάπη αναρωτιέμαι ως που θα φτάσει.

Κάθε ώρα που περνάει
ποιο πολύ σ’αναζητώ
σε ερωτεύομαι παράφορα μωρό μου
θέλω μόνο μες τα μάτια
συνεχώς να σε κοιτώ
κι όταν λείπεις θα σε ψάξω στο όνειρο μου (2)

Χτύπησε Κόκκινο η αγάπη μου για σένα
πατάω φρένο μα έχουν σπάσει και τα φρένα
τα όρια μου τα έχω ήδη ξεπεράσει
αυτή η αγάπη αναρωτιέμαι ως που θα φτάσει.

Dara Bubamara – Extravagantno

Svi bi sa mnom
Al’ ne znaju da igraju se s vatrom
Sviđa ti se ekstravagantno

Svašta ti pada na pamet
Telo moje da u tvojim rukama se znoji
Pored tvojih usana da gori, gori

Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Biće opasno

Biće opasno
Biće opasno
Biće opasno
Biće opasno

Red Bull s votkom
Daj mi samo jedno veče s tobom
Ovde samo s jednom praznom sobom

Svašta mi pada na pamet
Telo moje da u tvojim rukama se znoji
Pored tvojih usana da gori, gori

Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Biće opasno

Biće opasno
Biće opasno
Biće opasno
Biće opasno

Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Čim te vidim, odmah znam to
Voleo bi da budem tvoje zlato
Ma nije da ni drugi ne bi tako
Ali sa mnom nikom neće biti lako, biće jako
Biće opasno

Biće opasno
Biće opasno
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Biće opasno

Dara Bubamara – Biografija

Još se nije rodio ko bi me zarobio
A svaki bi hteo to
Moja biografija još će biti burnija
Tek je život počeo za mene

Ne stavljaj meni lisice
Nisi ti prvi što hoće da me smiri

Prošla sam to i ranije
Al’ ovaj nemir u meni luđe živi
Nemirna duša neće da sluša
Džabe pokušavaš
Nemirna duša, znaj, nije tužna
Hoće da uživa

[Refren] x2
Još se nije rodio ko bi me zarobio
A svaki bi hteo to
Moja biografija još će biti burnija
Tek je život počeo za mene

Neću da živim mirnije
Nije do tebe, takva sam, izvini

Prošla sam to i ranije
Al’ ovaj nemir u meni luđe živi
Nemirna duša neće da sluša
Džabe pokušavaš
Nemirna duša, znaj, nije tužna
Hoće da uživa

[Refren] x2
Još se nije rodio ko bi me zarobio
A svaki bi hteo to
Moja biografija još će biti burnija
Tek je život počeo za mene

Viki Miljkovic – S Trobom Sam Princeza

Nije ti do mene, pa krv brže krene.
E pa videćeš.
Nisam ja baš slatka koliko ti misliš.
U čudu ostaćeš.
Vozim sto na sat tu gde si ti.
I dobro znam šta radiš, javili mi.
Ako bila sam divna, sada sam kivna

[Refren]
Mene loše dobro zna, mene loše dobro zna.
Da na sebe tačku stavim ja.
Ne bi ti da budeš tu, kad poludim ja zbog nje
Pa u vazduh noćas dignem sve.
Mene loše dobro zna, mene loše dobro zna.
Da na sebe tačku stavim ja.
Puna su ti usta nje, meni svega dosta je,
Pa sve lomim, tako praznim se.

Mogu da se pravim i da masku stavim.
To sam ipak ja.
Pozvaću te samo da ti kažem da si.
U problemima.
Vozim sto na sat tu gde si ti.
I dobro znam šta radiš, javili mi.

[Refren]
Mene loše dobro zna, mene loše dobro zna.
Da na sebe tačku stavim ja.
Ne bi ti da budeš tu, kad poludim ja zbog nje
Pa u vazduh noćas dignem sve.
Mene loše dobro zna, mene loše dobro zna.
Da na sebe tačku stavim ja.
Puna su ti usta nje, meni svega dosta je,
Pa sve lomim, tako praznim se.

Viki Miljkovic – Flaster Na Usta

Kad te se setim
Vrisnem da me zaboli
Flaster na usta stavim
A izgovorim

Jesam li luda olelelelelele
Jos bi mi usne
Iz tvoje ruke jele
Opakla ja se olelelelelele
Jer srce uvek
Pogresnog izabere

Kad te se setim
Vrisnem da me zaboli
Flaster na usta stavim
A izgovorim

Jesam li luda olelelelele
Jos bi mi usne
Iz tvoje ruke jele
Opakla ja se olelelelele
Jer srce uvek
Pogresnog izabere

Okacio svoju ljusku
Ordenje za glupost ljudsku
Vrelo ulje takla voda
O da da,o dada

Zuljeve na dusi skrivam
Zbog tebe ih eto imam
Srecu sam ti dala licno
O da da,o dada
Voleo si polovicno

Kad te se setim
Vrisnem da me zaboli
Flaster na usta stavim
A izgovorim

Jesam li luda olelelelele
Jos bi mi usne
Iz tvoje ruke jele
Opakla ja se olelelelele
Jer srce uvek
Pogresnog izabere

Okacio svoju ljusku
Ordenje za glupost ljudsku
Vrelo ulje takla voda
O da da,o dada

Zuljeve na dusi skrivam
Zbog tebe ih eto imam
Srecu sam ti dala licno
O da da,o dada
Voleo si polovicno

Kad te se setim
Vrisnem da me zaboli
Flaster na usta stavim
A izgovorim
Jesam li luda olelelelele

Jos bi mi usne
Iz tvoje ruke jele
Opakla ja se olelelelele
Jer srce uvek
Pogresnog izabere

Hvala Anamarija 🙂

Maja Marijana – Ona Dobro Zna

Ti si mi u srcu trn
gledas me a pogled crn
onaj pogled koji ispraca
s njom si, kazu, svakog dana
ne prati me mogu sama
dobro poznajem tvoj dom
ostavljam te s njom

O, sad smo bivsi
a to se uvek voli
o, u tvom srcu
gde sam bila sad me slomi

[Ref.]
Ona dobro zna
zvaces me kad budes sam
to joj srce kida
uvek te za mene pita
ona dobro zna
ne gradi se sreca nikada na suzama

Ona dobro zna
zvaces me kad budes sam
to joj mira ne da
kad me sretne za mnom gleda
ona dobro zna
da se ljubav jednom dogodi
a da smo mi vec voleli

Vreme ti je surov sud
idi napred, nemas kud
idem i ja biram kraci put
precicu do sudnjeg dana
ne prati me idem sama
dobro poznajem tu bol
zivela sam s njom

O, sad smo bivsi
a to se uvek voli
o, u tvom srcu
gde sam bila sad me slomi

[Ref.]
Ona dobro zna
zvaces me kad budes sam
to joj srce kida
uvek te za mene pita
ona dobro zna
ne gradi se sreca nikada na suzama

Maja Marijana – Lagacu A Plakacu

Idem negde nakraj sveta
da se smirim, da se sredim
idem sebe da ubedim
da te ne volim

[Ref.]
Poslacu ti bele ptice
pisacu ti razglednice
izmislicu lepe vesti
lagacu te do besvesti

Kako drugog volim jace
kako imam udvarace
lagacu, a plakacu
(2x)

Idem s nekim da se smejem
da na miru s drustvom sedim
idem sebi da naredim
da te ne volim

Idem s nekim da se druzim
da se smirim, da odlucim
idem sebe da naucim
da te ne volim

[Ref.]
Poslacu ti bele ptice
pisacu ti razglednice
izmislicu lepe vesti
lagacu te do besvesti

Maja Marijana – Pogresan Broj

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
ovde ne zivi niko tvoj
ljubav si zagzio, a mene izdao
sta sada trazis, zasto si nazvao

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
pusti da zivim zivot svoj
samo ne pitaj, da li jos volim te
ne zovi vise, pusti me, molim te

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Ponovo okreces pogresan broj
zasto, kad vise nisi moj
dok sam ja patila i dok sam plakala
gde si tad bio, to me bas zanima

[Ref.]
Isti je broj, al ne i ja
ja vise nisam zena ta
koja te volela i sve ti prastala
isti je broj, al ne i ja

Dara Bubamara – Bitanga (Live)

[Verse 1]
Bez vode, bez vazduha
Na sve sam navikla
Bez snova, bez svetlosti sam mogla
Za ljubav se borila, za ljubav se molila

[Pre-Chorus]
A sada pitam se zbog koga
Ti nisi bio vredan toga

[Chorus]
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača nastavim
Polomljeno srce pokupim i sastavim
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača postanem
Na zgarištu ljubavi nikad ne ostanem

[Verse 2]
Bez stida, bez stajanja
Bez reči, bez kajanja
To je bio stil života tvoga
Sve sam ti opraštala i o sreći maštala

[Pre-Chorus]
A sada pitam se zbog koga
Ti nisi bio vredan toga

[Chorus]
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača nastavim
Polomljeno srce pokupim i sastavim
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača postanem
Na zgarištu ljubavi nikad ne ostanem

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača nastavim
Polomljeno srce pokupim i sastavim
Posle svake bitange, uvek jača postanem
Na zgarištu ljubavi nikad ne ostanem

Jelena Kostov – Luda Euforicna (Live)

[Refren]
Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
a ti sad budi sam
kad nisi normalan

Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
ma briga me za sve
ja ludo ludujem

Opet mi donosiš
pun kofer pitanja
zbog mojih skitanja

Gde kad i s kim
bar se potrudi
dane poludim

Na sva tvoja pravila
ja bih tačku stavila
nisam ja
mali za te stvari

Skupa kao unikat
živim život sto na sat
da da
ja samo uživam

[Refren]
Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
a ti sad budi sam
kad nisi normalan

Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
ma briga me za sve
ja ludo ludujem

Čitaš mi poruke
razgovor svaki bi
da mi presluškuješ

Hej šta ti je
večito sumnjaš
pokušavam da shvatim te

Na sva tvoja pravila
ja bih tačku stavila
nisam ja
mali za te stvari

Skupa kao unikat
živim život sto na sat
da da
ja samo uživam

[Refren] x3
Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
a ti sad budi sam
kad nisi normalan

Luda euforična
i u svemu odlična
ma briga me za sve
ja ludo ludujem