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Gucci Mane – Both (Remix) (feat. Drake & Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Southside & Future]
Southside
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I don’t usually do this but the drink has got me moody
Got me thinking ’bout decisions man
I should’ve left with Juvey
Got me bustin’ with my cutie
I can’t trust her nor her booty
Every night, she actin’ new school, I am not gon’ be a student
I got class, I got trash, I got bills, I got pills
Heard them boys gon’ write me off
Hope they also writing they wills
I got beam, I got flash, I got dreams and nightmares past
I’m allergic to the (brrrr) I’m using wings to wipe my ass
Right now I’m high as shit, I’m on a bumble [?]
I just got out my bitch, felt like the sunken place
She give me drunken face, she give me highest praise
And when I’m in LA, I’m smoking Kobe Bryant eighths
I watched my father whip the yay up like some mayonnaise
Mom’s would come home, they would argue he didn’t put away the plates
Taught me how to do my dirty, clean up at the same time
Right now I’m on a couple percs & leaning at the same time
Remix baby, Tunechi!

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got so many felonies, I might can’t never go to Canada
But Drake said he gon’ pull some strings, so let me check my calendar
I just popped me one of them one what-you-call-its and it boosted my stamina
Now I’m fucking her on the banister, guess I just East Atlanta’d her
I’m in an all-red drop tarantula, fuck a Challenger
Damn these hoes ain’t got no manners, bruh, where’s the manager?
I keep throwing rubber bandies up, hoe, pull your panties up
Cause you fuck like a granny fuck, you’re just an amateur
This Patek Philipe gon’ make this crooked judge try throw the book at me
I look like half a million worth of heroin when she look at me
But you ain’t gotta fuck with me, my nig, but you’re stuck with me
But how you called the cops on me, my nig? You grew up with me

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Verse 3: Drake]
Yeah, I’m both
Yeah, I had a drink, yeah, I smoked
Yeah, you think I need you but I don’t
Just left out Dubai with all my folk
Open water, my location is remote
Shout-out Yachty but this ain’t a Lil Boat
This some shit I wrote about when I was broke
See, the power of the mind is not a joke
Man, I said that I would do it and I did
Used to get left-overs out the fridge
Nobody was famous where I lived
Till I got it jumping at the crib
Took a lot to be able to give, I mean

[Hook: Drake]
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now, got me talking about my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now and I need ya in my life
I don’t usually do this unless I’m drunk or I’m high
But I’m both right now

[Outro: Southside]
Southside

TLC – Way Back (feat. Snoop Dogg)

[Verse: T-Boz]
It’s been a long, long time comin’
Ain’t seen you around
Time keeps on passin’
But you still my bitch
Can’t tell us nothin’
And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
We go way back

[Verse: Snoop]
Twistin’ up a twenty sack
Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
Aye, where the ladies at?
I need a fine one, top designer
Baby can you help find one?
A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
When our photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
Whether, we do, you do? me too
See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
This is so evolutionary proper
Now what the future holds, no one knows
But the past is a blast, game overload
It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

[Verse: T-Boz]
I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
Don’t you ever think
Back on all that other shit we went through
You know I remember (yeah)
Don’t you ever wish
One day we could reminisce
It feels like, we were just together
Cause we go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

[Bridge]
We go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
Cause we go way back
Way back, way back, way back, way back
We go way back

[Hook]
Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
Like South side on Sunday
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me
Cause we go way back
James Brown and Michael J
Like them high school parties
Some things don’t ever change
Yeah, you and me

Rotimi – Nobody (feat. 50 Cent & T.I.)

[Intro/Bridge: 50 Cent]
You just be fucking for free
You just be fucking to fuck
You might end up in the sheets
But you never end up in love

[Verse: Rotimi]
She like to twerk and sweep it up (sweep it up)
Your honey’s just a bunch of ones (yeah)
She quick to take her panties off (splat)
You rich, you might be on to sum
She be [?] for a baller
Wanna kinda spend this money on her (whoo)
Tryna fork a million to a porsche
Girls it’s a shame, girl it’s a shame

[Hook: Rotimi]
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
You out here livin’ like a thottie
That’s why you ain’t got nobody

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
You just be fucking for free
You just be fucking to fuck
You might end up in the sheets
But you never end up in love

[Hook: Rotimi]
That’s why you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
Nobody, yeah

[Verse: T.I.]
Hard nigga, you call a fan
Screw currency, blur all your prayers
Boy suck a dick, son fuck a bitch
Saw all the money here shawty gonna get
I tell ’em fuck ’em, if you fuck make ’em pay for it
Have you ride through Atlanta in a RAV4
You ain’t even have to trick to get a blow job
And still all y’all here wanna taste for it
Okay, she ridin’ the dick like a skateboard
That mean a pussy-mo nigga have to pay for it
When we ride in the 5, better hotbox
With some dick all in her face like botox
Okay I skeet on her buttock
Convertible, what-not
See me doin’ donuts, in front of the bus stop
You try to get cussed out or worse get bust on
See why she don’t claim you as the dick she fucked on

[Hook: Rotimi]
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
You out here livin’ like a thottie
That’s why you ain’t got nobody
Nobody, no

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
You just be fucking for free
You just be fucking to fuck
You might end up in the sheets
But you never end up in love

[Hook: Rotimi]
That’s why you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
Nobody, yeah

[Verse: Rotimi]
Look what you done
How you come, always sound like you stab the alarm
Nigga just hit it and live
It ain’t no different wit’ me
No, it ain’t no feelin’s wit’ me
But she gon’ still let me beat
She gon’ do that anyway

[Bridge: Rotimi]
First she only fuckin’ wit’ ya if ya got a check, then she wanna be broke up
So every time she get to talkin’ bout relationships, that’s when I don’t talk
You been out here runnin’ game for so long
So girl it’s a shame, girl it’s a shame

[Hook: Rotimi]
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
You out here livin’ like a thottie
That’s why ain’t got nobody
Nobody, no

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
You just be fucking for free
You just be fucking to fuck
You might end up in the sheets
But you never end up in love

[Hook: Rotimi]
That’s why you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
How you got all these bodies
Still ain’t got nobody
Nobody, yeah

[Outro (4x)]
Baby why you always trippin’
Why you silly niggas trippin’
Real niggas only be tippin’
Real niggas only be tippin’

Playboi Carti – New Choppa (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
New choppa, new choppa it came with the beam
Actavis pouring up lean
Got Flacko, yeah Rocky, he pass me the beam
I shoot like a king
All of these knots on my jeans, Alexander of McQueen
Diamonds they lookin’ like ice, out with the hoe like I’m Ike
Stack up my cash like a hike, take advantage of the Sprite
Take the bando bring the height
We just go hard in the kitchen
Had a catch up with my bitches, they know that young nigga be living

[Hook: Playboi Carti + A$AP Rocky]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I ain’t hearing what you say, I ain’t listening what you say
Get the fuck up out the way, go on let a playa play
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
I roll up an L in the lobby, my partner’s got wops and it’s probably a Glock or a Tommy
From H to the E double hockey sticks, keep a chopper chop you if you try me bitch
Let’s see who next on my homi’ list, Carti like Rocky you bodied this
That’s my prerogative, shit on them that’s on my potty list
Accused of being boujee by a snobby bitch
Cops want to ID us, hope they as fast as my Adidas
She say I’m special that’s obvious
Rich ’cause my ideas
Run up the racks for most part I rap when they ask what my hobby is
Run it up, not one of them
Rich as fuck, I’m a hundred up
Swipe, swipe like I’m on a bus, it’s A$AP and I ain’t wanna rush

[Hook: Playboi Carti + A$AP Rocky]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa
Run it up, run it up, run it up
I ain’t hearing what you say, I ain’t listening what you say
Get the fuck up out the way, go on let a playa play
New choppa, new choppa, new choppa, new choppa

Machine Gun Kelly – Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin’ real godly
Quavo
City rollie [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain’t embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that ’bout?
I’m home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I’m back now
I’m Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I’m running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where’s the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up ’till I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams , uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn’t hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that’s your fantasy (that’s your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

Lil Yachty – Peek A Boo (feat. Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
Ricky Racks
Peek-a-boo, woo!
Peek-a-boo

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
Lil Boat
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot, red dot
On his nose like Rudolph
Pull up to the scene, all white with the roof off
Take that lil’ bitch to the Ruth Chris
Fuck her, then fuck on her sister, I’m ruthless
Chill on the 6 when I’m fuckin’ on poochie
That bitch was ugly, but pussy on smoothie (wet)
Play with that kitty like hello
Took a step back then I bust it, I bust it, I bust it like Melo
Aiming at you and your fellows
My new bitch yellow
She blow that dick like a cello
Fuck it, then send that bitch home on the metro
Ooh, young nigga fly like a pigeon
Versace frames, they be hidin’ my vision
Make sure all my niggas eat, that’s the mission
Emotion, I’ma go get it, go get it, I got it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 2: Offset]
Open your eyes, bitch you see all this money
Made that lil’ bitch tape a brick to her stomach
You not the gang, we don’t kick it or punt it
Just bought the Wraith and I ride it tectonic
Look at the numbers, mechanics ain’t frontin’
I came from the limp, went to jail, I got punished, ooh
Pull in the 4, Freddy Kreuger, wow
My niggas’ tongue barracuda
You cappin’, I came from trappin’
I used to have the dope stashed in the cabinet (dope!)
Mama couldn’t tell me shit, where was my daddy? (Mom)
Look at my Patek, I’m flexin’, I’m petty (I’m petty)
I fucked the pussy the first time I met it
Won’t give you no credit, yeah, ate it, spaghetti
I cook the brick, cut the brick with machete
Married the money, the bitch wasn’t ready, uh, uh

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, bitch
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 3: Quavo]
New grey drop top Audi, 2013, yeah
White coco, butterfly wings, 2k17
Ice, ice, came out the machine, ice, came out the machine
Ice, baby
Draco, Uzi, Tommy gun, SK, hunting gun, all machines, brrrt
Yeah, hey, pull up on the side of ’em, skrrt
Let the clip ride on ’em
Ayy, fuck 12, open fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Open up fire on ’em (fuck 12)
Yeah, don’t tuck in my chain (nah)
I’m with the gang (gang,) hit you with range
Got them showers, here come the rain
Icy Hot sleep, these niggas in pain, hey

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Uh, uh, play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that pussy like peek-a-boo, uh
Play with that money like peek-a-boo, ooh
Play with these bitches like peek-a-boo, uh
Broke ass bitch ass nigga
I’m not finna’ play with you, that’s what these rappers do

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Left wrist, right is the Patek Philippe
Bad white bitch with a fatty, unique
Smokin’ on cookies from granny, trees
Pocket rocket, go go gadget, go go
Make a play, Madden, John
I know it was some speculation ’bout who the one
But we invented the dabbin’ (dab)
Fuck it, we just let ’em have it (have it)
Draco for niggas with static (brrt, static)
I can do magic and make me a rabbit
With usin’ my karats (ice, woah)
Just like the package, I’m drinkin’ on Actavis, expensive habits (mud)
Yellow bitch, Pikachu (bitch)
Cameltoe peekin’ at you
Look at you, peek-a-boo
Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo

Lil Yachty – Harley (Bass Boosted)

[Intro]
It’s Lil Boat all my diamonds go bling blang blaow!
Lil Boat

[Hook]
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a Barbie
And I’m balling hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a barbie
And I’m balling so damn hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no, no

[Verse 1]
Late night with the report like Colbert, aye
Love her iced out like a kid cuisine
Lil Boat in the magazine
Big bro keep the magazines
Charged up like an Alkaline
Bet she feel dick in her spine

[Interlude]
Ohhh
Ridin’ like a Harley
My bitch a Barbie
Can’t no one guard boat

[Hook]
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a Barbie
And I’m balling hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no, no
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a Barbie
And I’m balling so damn hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no, no

[Verse 2]
Ain’t nobody flexing like me
Ain’t no nigga flexing like me
18 got the brand new AMG
Yo baby daddy tryna ride front seat, no
Stop hating on a young nigga ’cause I’m getting cake
Right wrist so dipped look like a Frosted Flake
Top of the building athletes be my neighbours
These nigga’s soft like Life Savers
These nigga’s be bitches
Most of these nigga’s be hoes
Guess that that’s just how it goes

[Hook]
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a Barbie
And I’m balling hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no, no
Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
Ridin’ like a Harley Harley Harley Harley Harley
My new bitch a bot
My new bitch a Barbie
And I’m balling so damn hard
Can’t nobody guard me, no, no

[Outro]
Ohhh
Like a Harley
Can’t no one guard me
Can’t no one fuck with Boat

Kendrick Lamar – Loyalty (feat. Rihanna)

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (high, high, high)
Girl, you look so good, it’s to die for (die for)
Ooh, that pussy good, it’s to die for (on fire)

[Chorus 1: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
It’s a secret society
All we ask is trust
(All we ask is trust)
All we got is us
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Kung Fu Kenny now
My resume is real enough for two millenniums
A better way to make a wave, stop defendin’ them
I meditate and moderate all of my wins again
I’m hangin’ on the fence again
I’m always on your mind
I put my lyric and my lifeline on the line
And ain’t no limit when I might shine, might grind
You rollin’ with it at the right time, right now
(Only for the dollar sign)

[Verse 2: Rihanna]
Bad gyal RiRi now
Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve, deeper now
On your pulse like a CD in
Gas in the bitch like it’s premium
Haul ass on a bitch all in the fast lane
Been a bad bitch way before any cash came
I’m established
Hundred carats on my name
Run the atlas, I’m a natural, I’m alright

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
I’m a savage, I’m a asshole, I’m a king
Shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, shimmy-yeah, rock (yeah)
You can tell your nigga he can meet me outside (yeah)
You can babysit him when I leave him outside
Ain’t no other love like the one I know
I done been down so long I slowed
I done came down so hard I slowed
I don’t sleep forever, all a real nigga want

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up (yeah)
(all I want is, all I want is)

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it money? it is fame? Is it weed? Is it drink?
Is it comin’ down with the loud pipes and the rain?
Big chillin’, only for the power in your name
Tell me who you loyal to
Is it love for the streets when the lights get dark?
Is it unconditional when the ‘Rari don’t start?
Tell me when your loyalty is comin’ from the heart

[Verse 5: Rihanna & Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me who you loyal to
Do it start with your woman or your man? (Mmm)
Do it end with your family and friends? (Mmm)
Or you’re loyal to yourself in advance?
I said, tell me who you loyal to
Is it anybody that you would lie for?
Anybody you would slide for?
Anybody you would die for?
That’s what God for

[Pre-Chorus: DJ Dahi]
I said I’m geeked and I’m fired up (fired, fire)
All I want tonight is just to get high up
(All I want is, all I want is)

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar & Rihanna]
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
10-4, no switchin’ sides
Feel somethin’ wrong
You actin’ shifty, you don’t ride
With me no more, I need
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty
Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty

[Outro: Rihanna]
It’s so hard to be humble
It’s so hard to be
Lord knows is I’m tryin’
Lord knows is I’m dyin’, baby

Cousin Stizz – Headlock (feat. Offset)

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, almost fell out
How did I know you would sell out?
I hit the block and I sellout
Plug in LA, put the mail out
Niggas be waitin’ for handouts
I roll the blunts size of dreadlocks
Most of my sneakers is dead-stock
I fuck the bitch ’til the bed rocks
I will not sell from the crib though
No service there like a dead spot
I don’t eat pig ’cause it smell cop
I been this way since the sandbox
And I must live what I cannot
Impossible? Why the hell not
I’m more lucky than shamrock
All my dogs cold, and the lead hot

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 2: Offset]
Bad bitches walkin’ on some red bottoms
Countin’ up the racks, I be playin’ with ’em
Ice copped Patek, hundred thou’ on my arm
Got yo’ bitch on the run, yeah she callin’ me the gun
The Actavis, it got a nigga in a headlock
Flintstone diamonds, make these bitches bed rock
Hoppin’ in the coupe, drop top, robot
Everybody gotta stick, ain’t no Glocks
Just popped the perc, I ain’t fuckin’ with the xan
Yeah, shawty bad but lil’ mama a fan
I’m the engine that told you I can
Big bank take lil’ bank, the battle of bands
Heart of a lion, I ain’t sacred of these niggas
Hoppin’ in that lamb, switch gears on these niggas
Heat tryna kill, put a tear on a nigga
There he go nigga, pray for your nigga

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 3: Cousin Stizz]
These days I run it like Ricky, I’m Ross
What did it take? Turn yourself to a boss
I’m getting oral, B, you know I floss
Straight to the bread at all costs
Those diamonds ain’t real, boy, so knock it off
Hittin’ the 4 ’til I’m noddin’ off
Smokin’ the gas with the CBs and rastas
Just spent $100 on one plate of pasta
Green and the red I’m like Blanca
Play with the Tim Turner concha
Rollie in water like lobster
Me and three bitches in Benihana
I ain’t their daddy, they call me papa
Hundred bands come up of fifty dollars
Watch out for snakes like a Gucci collar

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Outro: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in a headlock
I-I put the drank in a headlock

$UICIDEBOY$ – Pictures (feat. Maxo Kream)

[VERSE 1: YUNG OOZE]
Posted with the blunt and I don’t need to take no fuckin’ pictures
Fuckin’ wit yo bitch she keep on sendin’ me all type of pictures
Been a duck
Jukin’ and dodgin’ all these unzipped zippers
I don’t trust no hoe
Screenshots posted when I’m scrollin’ Insta
Gram in the Wood
I don’t give a fuck bout who is wit you, who you know, and what you did
I’ll be smokin till I get blisters
Pass it to the mirror
Hit it twice and pass it back
Smoke a sac
Spill some act
Got a tombstone fuck a plaque

[VERSE 2: LIL REMAINS]
Creep at night
Look for homicide
Those I want to die
I am anti-christ
Your saviour
The god in flesh tonight
Lullabys I’m singing with blood coming down my eyes
Walking over dead who’s full of lead
I had to kill him in my torture chamber, yeah
Koopsta Knicca told me do it so I could not say no to him
No no no no
How many times I said it that I want to go
Glock to my temple
Devil tells me no

[VERSE 3: MAXO KREAM]
You steady postin’ with that burner
You ain’t shoot shit
You just takin’ pictures
44 nickel hit ya, hollow split ya
T-shirt with your picture
Actavis come get your issue
Blow like tissue, smoke like swisher
Pull up to your residential
We can’t find you, shoot your sister
2 23s through window, Trigger Maxo bitch you know my name
Joysticks like Nintendo since you niggas think that it’s a game
Call of Duty tactics with that plastic, stretch you like elastic
Flip’em like gymnastics, acrobatic
Fuck an open casket

Lil Dicky – Pillow Talking (feat. Brain) (Uncensored)

Ey, ey Dmn!
L tapped twice on some ass like grams
(I just fucked)
Now what I’m doing?
I’m just pillow talking with a bitch
I’m just pillow talking with a bitch
I just finished spazzin’ on a bitch
Now I’m pillow talking with a bitch
I’m like girl that was great, talk about a connection
Am I alone in my praise, do you share my assessment?
She like yeah that was nice, I enjoyed myself
Great, yeah
She like can you reach that shelf for my phone?
I’ll take care the alarm
I’m like "oh, for the morning, like to sleep?"
She like yeah, we just had sex
What did you think?
I was just gonna fuck you and leave?
No, I I hadn’t thought that far ahead
But of course, can I get you a T-Shirt?
Oh, can you not tickle my hair?
It’s just a personal thing, it’s not you
Okay sorry for doing it
No, no, it’s just a personal thing, it’s not you
Okay cool. Yeah
Uhhh, so you’re from Minnesota?
Only thing I know is that it’s cold
Break it down, how’s it compare to living in LA?
Well, I can’t compare them they’re so different
Y’know what I’m sayin?
Yeah, for sure
She like apples to oranges
Yeah, well you can still compare them but I hear ya
What’s the deal with your family? Got any siblings?
She like I have a brother, I’m like oh what he do?
She like he in the Army
Oh, true
Uhh, do you fuck with the war?
She like huh, what did you just say?
Huh, like just now?
Yeah
Do you fuck to the war?
No, I don’t fuck with the war
I’m like no, I don’t fuck with the war
Just don’t know how to react to the forces
I should have just thanked you of course –
Uh, why would you thank me?
Uh, I guess I assumed it would extend to the families but okay
While we on the topic
I been actually thinking about some shit
About the Army and Navy
What if tomorrow is the day
That the fucking aliens came
And invaded our nation?
Like, would we even be able to fuck with their shit?
Like do we have the type of weaponry to fuck with their ships?
So not at all, like would they just walk up in this motherfucker
Laughin’ at us, and blastin’ at us
And makin’ everybody disintegrate and assimilate
Without a hint of intimidation?
Or could we do some shit to be making they heart race?
Granted I don’t know the alien heart, but
You get what the fuck I’m sayin?
Like what the fuck would it be like?
Would they be like Earth go hard?
Or is it just another conquest?
Or would they be like damn earth go hard
They was harder than Simian
You ever talk to your brother about this uh type of stuff?
Then she like no
I’m like well what you think?
She like I don’t concern myself with hypotheticals that couldn’t be
I’m like girl what you mean?
She like I don’t believe
In the war?
In aliens
Oh hold up
Hold up, wait
Girl what you sayin?
That all of the life in the universe happens to be where you stand?
I guess
What an enormous coincidence that shit would be
Do you see what I’m sayin’?
I can’t hear what you’re sayin’
Well the universe always expanding
There are infinite galaxies
Why would we be the anomaly?
She like that’s no coincidence
I call that shit God
I’m like oh you’re religious, bitch
You think it’s all God
No, I know it’s all God
No, I know that there might be a God
First off, nobody knows there’s a God
Girl I think we should drop this
No, what’s goin’ on in your brain right now?
Brain uhh, brain on some other shit though
I been all up in the club for the year hey brain
I been killin’ shit don’t mind me
I’m just top flight
I could sure use a Sprite
I’m thirsty as fuck
Who gettin money?
That’s brain
Who make decisions?
That’s brain
Who make the hits?
That’s been brain
Who run the whole operation?
That be brain
(Brain, can you just get back to the issue here)
Uh, can you just remind the brain?
(You’re such an idiot, we’re talking about God and if he exists)
Don’t call brain names
The brain couldn’t recall
But if I’m not mistaken this bitch to my left
Guaranteed there’s a god
(I believe in a god, yes)
So god never wrong
God never wrong, right?
Yeah, that’s like the whole point
(Brain just get there, please)
Hold up
So god made the earth
And god was like hold up, this shit is boring
It need more shit
God was like Imma put dinosaurs on that bitch
Dinosaurs on that bitch
Then he like why I put dinosaurs on that shit?
What is your brain even saying?
Can he get to the point?
Hold up brain you just did it
God ain’t wrong what the fuck was he thinking
About what?
Bitch, the dinosaurs
He made the Earth for them
But then he like nah?
Dinosaurs are just blah?
What’s your point?
I’mma cook up some blondes?
Like he was way off
I don’t look like a dinosaur
Ho them things 35 feet
I’m like 5 foot 11
But on Tinder I’m 6 foot
Seen that Brachiosaurus
That thing fuckin’ neck go to heaven
And that’s just an expression bitch
There ain’t no heaven
Ha, funny
I’m just messin’ but if he ain’t wrong
I guess this the exception
Can I talk now?
Go ahead
Look
Everything in life has purpose
You, chickens, a midget at a circus
What?
I don’t interpret
She like that’s not for me to determine
So dinosaurs purpose was to just die?
That’s not for me to determine
But ok
I’m just a person
Okay, but think of the root of the argument girl
View how we started this girl, like you don’t believe in the aliens
You confine God to earth girl, I find that shit silly salient
I just don’t presume to know the plan
Bitch me neither but that’s not what I’ve been sayin
But what are you sayin?
Why can’t God fuck with aliens?
Why can’t Earth just be like a fucking small side project for this guy?
Ok, look we just don’t see eye to eye
Yeah but logically like you don’t believe in your side
Yeah but you’re like bringing up fucking dinosaurs
Like we could have shared the earth with them nobody knows
Yeah, there is hard soil evidence girl
Like what’s next you don’t fuck with Pangaea?
She like lets change the subject
Ok
(This bitch don’t know about Pangaea, uhm)
Brain leave it alone
I’m starving, are you hungry by chance?
Oh my god I’m so hungry
Yes, do you wanna get a pizza?
Fuck yeah. fuck yeah, I’m on it
Also I’m sorry about that whole interrogation thing
Come on dude I’m a grown up
I’m capable of having intelligent conversations
Okay, I just fuck it
Okay back to this pizza I lean pepperoni
Ugh
Sausage?
How can you eat that shit?
No, no, no, this not Dominoes
This legit, is high quality meat and shit
No, no, I’m vegetarian
Oh right, well we can get half pepperoni
And half of whatever you like
Uh, ew, I can’t have that shit
In the same box
Seriously? You’re that against meat?
No, I’m that against us being gluttonous
Thinking that animals live on this earth to get eaten
Okay, is it how we treat them?
Uh, that sure doesn’t help
Ok
She like I’m not opposed to us hunting
But now we not trackin’ them down
We just breed them to eat
That’s disgusting
You should honestly read on the subject
Alright hold up
Just because we’re not running around with a bow and arrow
Doesn’t mean we’re not hunting these chickens
We just decided the place to do our hunting intelligently enough
To manipulate these animals and get them to do exactly what we want
That’s my point we just incubate animals
Instead of just letting them live how they come
But, that’s just your God at work bitch
Why we go hard on earth
What you think would happen right now
If you left my place
And there were like three wolves waiting for you
Wolves?
Bitch, they would tear your ass up
Viciously
Like they would eat your titties
And your pussy
That’s what they do
And your face and shit
Humans are smarter bitch
That’s what we do
She like apples to oranges
Bitch that phrase don’t make no sense
Why can’t fruit be compared?
She like I’m gonna leave
There’s just all of these conflicting principles
Right, enjoy your pepperoni pizza
I will, that’s my god given right
She like where is my bag?
Oh that leather one next to the trash?
That’s the one right? Made out of cow, I think?
Uhh why are there no Ubers in this area?
So you don’t eat the meat, you just be wearing the shit
I’m not listening dude
That’s barbaric as shit
Do you come from the vikings?
Why are you even still talking?
Do you take peoples land?
Do you fuck with the war?
How are there no Ubers anywhere?
Just download Lyft, they are bigger in presence out here
I don’t wanna add shit to my phone
Okay the choices are clear, ho
Ubers are not around here at all
Taxis will come but they real slow
And the brain gotta poop
T minus 5 till the brain gotta shit
I just downloaded Lyft, but it’s being so glitchy
Uhh, look do you just want to sleep here?
Uhh no thanks
It’s past 2 am
I’m not sharing a bed with you
You can sleep in my bed, I’ll just sleep on the floor
Fine, you’re sure?
Yeah, it’s cool
I won’t throw you out to the wolves
Oh my god, you are so annoying
I couldn’t help myself
But can you at least throw me a pillow?
I’m just pillow talking with a bitch
I’m just pillow talking with a bitch
I just finished spazzin’ on a bitch
Now I’m pillow talking with a bitch
Brain gotta poop still
Please don’t neglect the brain
Please don’t neglect the brain
Hold on, is that my Lyft?
Nah, I got a pizza
Full pepperoni too
So, you’re not gonna wanna be a part of it
(But first you should poop)
(Please don’t neglect the brain)

Focus The Truth – Basquiat (feat. Oswin Benjamin) (Q85 Album)

She asked for love
The lack thereof
Got her actin up
Back to clubs
Having fun
Hope you strapping up
I used to think about her but if she call I probably pass her up
Chuck a deuce, sip some juice, whoopty woo what it do
Still that dude from the era of more likes than love
Over drink liquor than start fights in clubs
Crazy sh#t but in real life its love
I ride for my brothers, if all else fails I might die for my brothers
Don’t lie to my mother
Living in the moment feeling like a martyr
Feeling like I’m chosen this is where you cue the roses
Blurting out thoughts still trying to find closure
People think I’m great but I lack the exposure
Please keep your composure
I’m low but I’m quite hot
Polos and white socks
Breakfast from IHOP
Red eye high but please I’m no Cyclops
Real recognize real this where the lies stop
Why not
Raw rapping don’t need a stylist
Peacemaker but if provoked then prone to violence
King focus don’t want the throne give me the palace
Diamond engraved chalice
Its all about balance
Perspective connected
With n#ggas who love malice
Reckless my bro sip lean like we in Dallas
Breathless, I run through rappers with no challenge
Carnivore
Im Basquiat with the art of war
Feel the pain through my monologue
Still trying to get it all
Still trying to find it all

Second Verse – Oswin Benjamin

The veteran you ain’t better than, who harder than him
Who you know go harder than him in harder denim
It’s hard to mention another heart with a mission to split the division
To touch the heart of the hardest sinner
Art like a renaissance
Create a movement when the pen is drawn
This black ranger talk I’m a mastodon
Exposing all of me on every track masta don
This for y’all who said the passions gone
Carrying the culture on the same back that got lashes on em
Cotton pickers and crack endorsers
An outlaw fighting southpaw
Ain’t no punches when I record
You jacka##es I ain’t hee hawing with you
God is with him
Scriptures pierce ears like a lobe incision
Dodging them Delilahs with the hoe like symptoms
Breaking walls lacking wisdom cracking codes im the black Di Vinci
Arm leg leg arm head see this is God body
Stained glass on the temple just know that God got him
The sun tzu is the sun and moon who the son of truth
Know you can’t throw shade on the sun if its sonning you
Basquiat in 83 and undiscovered genius
Standing firm like Nas in 97 for what I believe in
You feel me

Ar-Ab – Kitchen (Protocol Vol. 2 Mixtape)

[Hook]
Show me to the kitchen!
Take me where the kids in
Fuck a job, I’m a get it
Point me to the kitchen!
May God be my witness
Homocide on your witness
Show me where the kitchen
Take me to the kitchen
If it broke I’m a fix it
Nigga, where the kitchen?
Butterknife and a vision
Till they give me a sentence

[Verse 1]
Niggas know I’m with it
Bitches know I get it
You got the bag, come and get it
I got to sent to prisons
Where na ain’t have a visit
I came home to a chicken
Niggas know we mobbin
Niggas know we slidin’
Catch a opp, then we firin’
I be weighin’ powder
Countin’ up my profit
Then leave it hangin’ out my pocket
[?] houses
Trap house [?]
Then came home with a thousand
All my nigga ballin’
All them niggas cowards
A hundred pounds o’ that sour
Nigga, I done had it
Vacuum seal the plastic
Stuffin dimes in the casket
Nigga, you an addict
You ain’t never have it
OBH full of savage

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Sat with the bosses
Accepted my losses
20 bricks in the apartment
Nigga, I’m a [?]
Nigga I will offer
Pay it dub, took a coffin
We be gettin’ money
I be weighin’ onions
On a bed countin’ hundreds
All my niggas hungry
All my niggas runnin
Phone call and they comin’
[?] alleys
I done, done some robberies
15 with a body
I just brought a property
Gave it to my auntie
Made it back on a Friday
Motherfuck a goldie
Motherfuck the police
[?]
Hand on a 40
Drive through slowly
Out the window then I throw it

[Hook]
Show me to the kitchen!
Take me where the kids in
Fuck a job, I’m a get it
Point me to the kitchen!
May God be my witness
Homocide on your witness
Show me where the kitchen
Take me to the kitchen
If it broke I’m a fix it
Nigga, where the kitchen?
Butterknife and a vision
Till they give me a sentence

Take A Mic – Interlude (Boite Noire Album)

[Intro]
Han, c’est magique
Toujours la même recette l’ami
Shabz, Take

[Couplet 1]
J’me fais rare comme une meuf bien sur les réseaux sociaux
J’avance avec le même blaze, avec les mêmes cas sociaux
J’vais tout niquer sur Paris, on parle de moi à Sochaux
Les rappeurs font les bandits, ils peuvent pas payer l’eau chaude
Avant, elle m’voyait comme une merde, maint’nant j’suis Papi Chulo
Les deux pieds sur terre en mode avion, salope j’ai du boulot
C’est dur d’essuyer des erreurs quand t’es au bout du rouleau
On est installé dans le VIP, ta sœur veut boire au goulot
Tu vois les Gucci, tu crois qu’j’ai moins d’soucis
Incompris, mais j’demande pas d’sous-titre
Insoumis, chez nous y’a pas d’sous-fifre
Instinct d’survie, on t’nique ta grand-mère sur l’vif
J’suis en tête d’affiche et dans les grandes boutiques
La plaquette de mon poto quand t’allumes ton stick
Drogue douce c’est ma voix, gros, canalise ton stress
Drogue douce c’est ma voix, gros, canalise ton stress
Fais voir ton cul, j’ai envie d’niquer
Ramenez-moi au stud’, j’ai envie d’kicker
L’hiver en bas des blocs, on sait pas skier
Les sales gosses ont d’l’argent sale parce que c’est stylé
J’suis acteur principal, ils préfèrent Sauvez Willy
Comme B-2-o-b-a, j’vais dans ta mère en wheeling
J’me fais per-pom dans l’bolide, elle met les warnings
Tu peux être sûr qu’on s’arrêtera pas tant qu’on est pas winner
J’vois même pas passer l’heure

[Pont] x2
Ceci n’est qu’une interlude
Ceci n’est qu’une interlude
Ceci n’est qu’une interlude
Ça change rien, j’les allume

[Couplet 2]
Aucun BPM me résiste, j’écris sans la résine
Mes lèvres donnent le tempo, et c’est mon cerveau qui rédige
Mes textes, des fiches techniques, suivi par des bad bitchs
J’te donne les répliques et j’me fais per-pom dans la régie
On fait pas la course avec un moteur en sous-régime
On connait la rue, ils révisent, on en perd du temps à rêver
Le premier qu’on a servi, c’était pas l’premier arrivé
Les derniers sont les premiers, j’m’en bats les couilles d’la ligne d’arrivée
Ta meuf, c’est une pute avec des dossiers compressés
Givenchy, j’suis décomplexé
Tiens l’bracelet "backstage accès"
Biatch, c’est ton jour d’essai
Oh les mythos, ils sont dans l’excès, j’les entends parler d’drive-by en Lexus
D’espèces et de grosses villas, à part Phillipp Plein, tu connais pas l’luxe
Au comico’, tu connais la combine, nie
Dis riens sur le plan qu’on a combiné
J’suis dans un hôtel cinq étoiles et j’écris après minuit
En attendant qu’elle vienne boire au robinet
J’suis talentueux mais j’veux pas m’éteindre comme Robinho
J’parle dans ma tête à mon binôme
Les rappeurs d’aujourd’hui, ils alignent même pas six mots
T’as pas le niveau de mes démos
T’as pas la ce-for de mes démons
J’ai gratté des seizes depuis qu’j’suis môme
Le rap jeu c’est un cirque, eux c’est des clowns, j’suis le putain d’génie qui jongle avec les mots
T’as pas la ce-for de mes démons
J’ai gratté des seizes depuis qu’j’suis môme
Le rap jeu c’est un cirque, eux c’est des clowns, j’suis le putain d’génie qui jongle avec les mots, envoie

Take A Mic – Boite Noire (Boite Noire Album)

[Couplet 1]
Si j’veux, j’réfléchis pas, j’kicke
J’dois l’faire, j’t’allume pour ma clique
Meuf, ferme ta gueule, astique
J’suis en train d’percer askip
Devant l’micro, j’suis agile
J’monte sur scène, j’suis habile
J’dois faire un max de fric
Comme ça, j’retourne aux abîmes
Ma Saint-Laurent s’abîme
C’est comme ça qu’on s’habille
J’avance sur le terrain, on s’habitue
J’rappe c’que j’sais, j’fais pas d’études
C’est la vodka qui brûle mon foi
C’est l’avocat qui parle pour moi
J’ai toujours été sûr de moi
Même en r à la fin du mois
J’écris des textes qu’ont pas d’sens
J’analyse les passants
J’suis l’meilleur mais patience
J’suis le médecin de ma science
Une seconde, là j’m’absente
Une seconde, là j’m’absente

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

[Couplet 2]
J’sais même plus c’qu’on disait
Car y’a une bad bitch à dix heures
Les gens qui m’méprisaient
Prennent de mes nouvelles sur Deezer
Un salaire de misère
Nan jamais je m’y f’rai
C’est mon huitième projet
Y’a plus rien qui m’effraie
Maintenant qu’j’suis dans l’business, j’dois gérer mon budget
Le p’tit est productif, j’suis en excès d’vitesse
Du swag au milieu d’la tess, les seules McQueen dans la pièce
De Suisse provient l’appel, y’a qu’sa voix qui m’apaise
Fuck la France, les lois et sa mentalité
Pour des papiers d’identité, les keufs ont brutalisés
On vend du shit, d’la beuh, d’la C de très bonne qualité
Impuissant quand c’est nos impôts qui sont détournés

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

Take A Mic – Chela (Boite Noire Album)

[Refrain] x4
Heureusement qu’on n’a pas chéla, sinon qu’est-c’qu’on f’rait là ?

[Couplet 1]
Heureusement que t’as pas chéla, sinon j’en s’rai pas là aujourd’hui
J’aimais une go, elle m’a chéla, j’m’en suis jamais remis
J’écris les textes pour les gens qui pensent rester anonyme
Partageons nos biens, arrêtons d’penser uniquement qu’à nos vies
On fournit les efforts, en quête d’un nouveau décor
Si j’peux t’ouvrir une porte, j’le fais si c’est dans mes cordes
Qui m’enverra les mandats si j’me fais péter par les condés ?
Fuck les médias, fuck le rap jeu, je sais sur qui compter

[Refrain] x4
Heureusement qu’on n’a pas chéla, sinon qu’est-c’qu’on f’rait là ?

[Couplet 2]
J’y ai cru, j’ai fais c’que j’ai pu
Ma zik, c’est d’la came, t’aimes quand elle est pure
C’est un bon message qu’on véhicule même si y’a ta pute dans le véhicule
Quelques souvenirs sur la pellicule
J’peux pas baisser les bras, gros c’est ridicule
Comment je leur pisse à la raie du cul
C’est ta go qui m’attend à l’arrêt du coup
Y’a ma ganache dans Vogue, merde
Pourtant, j’étais loin d’être le rappeur en vogue
J’connais des gens qui rêvent de m’faucher en plein vol
Tant pis mon swag, quand j’m’endors, on m’le vole

[Refrain] x4
Heureusement qu’on n’a pas chéla, sinon qu’est-c’qu’on f’rait là ?

[Outro] x2
Qu’est-c’qu’on f’rait là ?
Sinon qu’est-c’qu’on f’rait là ?

Take A Mic – Tu Lmerites Pas (Boite Noire Album)

[Intro]
Yo
J’espère que toutes les personnes à qui j’ai fait du mal
Elles auront l’occasion d’écouter c’morceau
Envoie
Auto-critique
Les p’tits jouent au cerceau
La BAC fait sa ronde
Les p’tits jouent au cerceau
La BAC fait sa ronde
Les p’tits jouent au cerceau
La BAC fait sa ronde
Les p’tits jouent au cerceau
La BAC fait sa ronde

[Couplet 1]
Guette, les p’tits jouent au cerceau
La BAC fait sa ronde
Les grands, eux, ils s’arrosent
Tout ça pour des ronds
Ma go attend sa rose, j’les passe à la ronge
J’m’enferme avec du son, j’suis dépressif dans l’fond, compte-toi les endroits sombres
C’est la merde dans ma chambre, j’y pense et j’en tremble
Un passé qui tranche
J’fais du mal à toutes les personnes qui m’entourent
Pour attirer les problèmes, j’suis le putain d’mentor
J’t’ai menti, j’t’ai menti mais sur le coup je m’en fous
Des remords, des remords, des remords quand je m’endors
Des centaines de soucis derrière ma porte
Mais c’est pas ça qui m’tuera, gros j’ai d’la force
Biatch, biatch, biatch qu’est-c’tu m’apportes ? (Qu’est-c’tu m’apportes ?)
Haters, haters, haters, fais des efforts

[Refrain]
J’ai fait couler ton mascara, désolé tu l’mérites pas
El Niño Terrible désigné dans les plus sombres débats
Tout l’monde croit être parfait, tout l’monde chiale quand la lumière elle s’éteint
J’ai fait du mal et du bien cousin, flemme de vous faire un dessin

[Couplet 2]
Seul devant ma glace, je m’reconnais pas
J’ai mis des gens qu’j’appréciais dans un état
L’oseille, le rap, les sapes et les ‘tasses
Cocktail de tout ça, j’attends qu’ça passe
J’culpabilise, merde, elle m’trouve mignon
J’crée des peines de cœur jusqu’au pont d’Avignon
23 balais, faut qu’j’fasse le bilan
Maman m’a cramé en train d’couper l’pilon

[Refrain]
J’ai fait couler ton mascara, désolé tu l’mérites pas
El Niño Terrible désigné dans les plus sombres débats
Tout l’monde croit être parfait, tout l’monde chiale quand la lumière elle s’éteint
J’ai fait du mal et du bien cousin, flemme de vous faire un dessin

[Couplet 3]
Les p’tits jouent au cerceau, un jour ils s’ront coupables
La BAC elle, fait sa ronde en attendant qu’le coup parte
J’suis perdu comme la balle, qui s’loge dans ce mineur
On fait tous des erreurs
J’veux retarder mon heure pour les gens qu’j’ai blessé
J’m’excuse du fond du cœur, j’m’excuse du fond du cœur
Dans les yeux d’ma mère, j’ai su lire l’inquiétude
Dans les poches de mon père, y’avait pas v’là les thunes
Au lieu d’gratter des sons, va faire des grandes études, mais moi j’suis trop têtu
Plus je passe les étapes, plus les négros m’en veulent, plus les biatchs me veulent
J’suis focus sur mon son, pour pas commettre le vol, pour pas connaître le sol

[Outro]
J’ai fait couler ton mascara, désolé tu l’mérites pas
El Niño Terrible désigné dans les plus gros débats
Tout l’monde croit être parfait, tout l’monde chiale quand la lumière elle s’éteint
J’ai fait du mal et du bien cousin, flemme de vous faire un dessin
J’ai fait du mal et du bien cousin

Take A Mic – On Paye (Boite Noire Album)

[Intro]
Ça pète dans les écouteurs
Ça pète dans la sono, ça pète dans la schnek de ta sœur
Envoie, envoie

[Couplet 1]
Dans ma poche, y’a une liasse pliée symétriquement
Dans ma trixe-ma, petit Balmain pour l’équipement
J’ai le tos-ma, sur le périph y’a une post bad
Dans le te-smar, pour mes soldats qui vi-ser des clients dans des sales bars
Fous-moi c’putain d’banger dans des sales baffles
Souvent la vie c’est dure, mais bon, on s’adapte
J’ai le contact, j’ai moins trente sur chaque marque
Cyprine dans ta teu-cha quand on débarque
Fais nous voir c’qui s’passe dans ton taille basse
Laisse pas traîner ta prod ou on la tabasse
Fond d’vodka, dans ma timbale
Plus on monte en grade, plus tu t’emballes
Claque tes économies, quel crime on a commis ?
Sale chienne tu reconnais, que le ti-peu, il est frais
Que le Givenchy est vrai, que son équipe elle est prête
C’est insolent quand on crève, fais la maille avant qu’on crève

[Refrain] x2
Y’a un plan sapes, on paye
Y’a un plan villa, on paye, hmm
Y’a un plan sapes, on paye
Y’a un plan villa, on paye, hmm
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes, hmm
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes
C’est pas pour les putains qu’on paye, hmm

[Couplet 2]
J’connais autant d’putes que j’ai d’paires de pompes
Une embrouille dans l’secteur et ça sort le pompe
Les tentations du diable me tirent vers le fond
C’est plus les mêmes darons, poto baisse d’un ton
C’est plus les mêmes darons, poto baisse d’un ton
Tu nous cherches dans la boîte, on est vers le fond
Et elle dansera, tant qu’y’a mes gars
J’ai les deux doigts dans son tanga, fuck son gars
Premier sans trafiquer l’sondage
La drogue et les gos, ça nous soulage
Les guidons, les grognasses, on soulève
P’tit frère, c’est pas la rue qui t’élève
Au lieu d’taper dans la C, j’essaie d’garder ma ligne de conduite
On sait plus sur qui compter, quand y’a du blé, là j’suis sûr on compte vite

[Pont] x2
Pour mes gars qui travaillent à la chaîne, ça attire les chiennes
Médaillon en carats sur ma chaîne, j’les fume et j’enchaîne
Ici bas y’a personne qui nous freine, ni les rageux ni Fresnes
Sans moula, t’es schizophrène

[Couplet 3]
Petit selfie avec quelques fans
Pendant qu’les haineux cherchent la faille
On refuse de s’laisser crever d’faim
Mets les gants, dans tous tes fichiers, y’a tes empreintes
40% du rêve exaucé, 60% qu’on va négocier
La plupart des rappeurs sont à chier
Pourtant les XXX sont v’nus acheter

[Refrain] x2
Y’a un plan sapes, on paye
Y’a un plan villa, on paye, hmm
Y’a un plan sapes, on paye
Y’a un plan villa, on paye, hmm
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes, hmm
C’est soit le coup d’shlass ou tu payes
C’est pas pour les putains qu’on paye, hmm

Take A Mic – Planning (Boite Noire Album)

[Refrain] x4
Comment les faire planer ?
J’dois rentrer la monnaie sans oublier d’briller, rajoute ça sur l’planning

[Couplet 1]
J’suis prêt, faut qu’ça dure
J’compte plus les MCs qu’j’ai abattu
La street et la hype m’ont entendu, paire de McQueen sur le bitume
Meuf, j’peux pas répondre au tel, j’suis booké
Tes ch’veux frisés me laissent pas anodins mais j’ai mille et un projets à boucler
Cesse de bouder, fais à bouffer
Élégant quand on sort, j’ai explosé tout mon budget
On met les gants quand tu dors
Un coup d’feu dans le VIP, c’est une soirée arrosée
Parle à mon manager, c’est 2 000 balles juste pour la demie-heure
Monnaie dans ma tête, monnaie dans mon cœur
Le flow d’un rappeur, le swag d’un rockeur

[Refrain] x4
Comment les faire planer ?
J’dois rentrer la monnaie sans oublier d’briller, rajoute ça sur l’planning

[Couplet 2]
Y’a rien qui change
Si j’fais du blé, démarre la caisse et j’vais m’perdre au milieu des Champs
Faut saisir ta chance, à part les envieux, les haineux, rien d’bien méchant
Sur la tournée, ta chienne est détournée, faut bien remplir la chambre, nan ?
Choisis ton camp, la concur’ ils sont pas à l’heure où j’te parle, j’ai de l’or sur les dents
Y’en a qui regrettent et qui retournent leur veste car j’suis plus sur le banc
J’augmente le niveau, et les meufs et le rap c’était bien mieux avant, nan ?

[Refrain] x4
Comment les faire planer ?
J’dois rentrer la monnaie sans oublier d’briller, rajoute ça sur l’planning

Take A Mic – Du Reve (Boite Noire Album)

[Refrain]
Elle m’a volé mon cœur, elle m’a vendu du rêve
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ?
Elle m’a montré son corps, elle m’a vendu du rêve
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ?
Comment j’ai pu penser ?

[Couplet 1]
Sa beauté, chaleureuse, m’a rendu malheureux
Des coups durs, on fait ce qu’on peut, dans l’futur, j’me voyais à deux
Manucure, j’ai khalass, les bouteilles, j’ai khalass
Tu voulais l’oseille qu’on ramasse
J’crois qu’j’suis tombé love d’une michetonneuse
Pour sa cambrure, ça sort le Famas
Tu dis qu’c’est une pute, tu la trouves pas mal
Quand elle est pas là, tu deviens malade
La mala, la mala, mais t’en as pas marre ?

[Pré-refrain]
Désespéré, elle m’a fait espérer
Maintenant pour rentrer dans mon cœur, il vous faut un bélier (Il vous faut un bélier)
Désespéré, elle m’a fait espérer
Maintenant pour rentrer dans mon cœur, il vous faut un bélier

[Refrain]
Elle m’a volé mon cœur, elle m’a vendu du rêve (Elle m’a volé mon cœur, oh)
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ? (Comment, comment j’ai pu penser ? Hmm)
Elle m’a montré son corps, elle m’a vendu du rêve (Elle, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ? (Comment, j’ai pu penser ? Yeah)

[Couplet 2]
Bébé, tu joues tellement bien l’jeu, tu m’as menti droit dans les yeux
Où est passé ma carte bleue ? Les gens qui parlaient, c’était pas des envieux
J’me suis toujours méfié des femmes dans l’jeu
Oui le gars est vif et dangereux (Oui le gars est vif et dangereux)
J’ai sauté les deux pieds dans l’feu, renfermé sur moi-même, j’parle peu
Seule expérience

[Pré-refrain]
Désespéré, elle m’a fait espérer
Maintenant pour rentrer dans mon cœur, il vous faut un bélier (Il vous faut un bélier)
Désespéré, elle m’a fait espérer
Maintenant pour rentrer dans mon cœur, il vous faut un bélier

[Refrain]
Elle m’a volé mon cœur, elle m’a vendu du rêve (Elle m’a volé mon cœur, oh)
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ? (Comment, j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ?)
Elle m’a montré son corps, elle m’a vendu du rêve (Elle m’a montré, elle m’a montré)
Comment j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ? (Comment, j’ai pu penser qu’ça allait durer ?)

Iron Maiden – Different World

You lead me on the path
Keep showing me the way
I feel a little lost
A little strange today

I think I’ll take a hold
Of whatever comes my way
Then we’ll see what happens
Take it day by day

I thought I had it all
I had it all worked out
Just what my future held
That there would be no doubt

But then the card came up
And I took another turn
But I don’t know if it’s
Fulfillment that I yearn

Tell me what you can hear
And then tell me what you see
Everybody has a different way
To view the world

I would like you to know
When you see the simple things
To appreciate this life
It’s not too late to learn

Don’t want to be here
Somewhere I’d rather be
But when I get there
I might find it’s not for me

Tell me what you can hear
And then tell me what you see
Everybody has a different way
To view the world

I would like you to know
When you see the simple things
To appreciate this life
It’s not too late to learn

Tell me what you can hear
And then tell me what you see
Everybody has a different way

to view the world
I would like you to know
When you see the simple things
To appreciate this life
It’s not too late to learn

Don’t wanna be here
Somewhere I’d rather be
But when I get there
I might find it’s not for me

Don’t know what I want
Or where I want to be
I’m feeling more confused
The more the days go by

Ruth Lorenzo – Dancing In The Rain (At Eurovision Song Contest Grand Final) (Live)

Luz, yo quiero ver luz
Poder pintar de color un nuevo amanecer
Vivir, amar,
Sentir y saber que

Hoy, puede que no salga el sol
Aunque llueva
T?? y yo sabremos bailar
Nadie nos puede parar

We’re dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain

Life, gets you every time
Open up,
You never know what you will find
You never know what waits inside

So, live
Like you’ll never stop
Take this chance
And give it everything you’ve got
Come on and let the rhythm drop

We’re dancing in the rain
Dancing in the rain

Keep on like it’s never ending
Keep on till the light of day
Keep on dancing in the rain
The rain, the rain

Deja caer
Deja la lluvia caer
The rain, the rain, the rain

Deja caer
Deja la lluvia caer
The rain, the rain, the rain

The Rain, the rain
Dancing
Dancing
Dancing

Dancing

Deja caer
Deja la lluvia caer

Aunque llueva y nos mojemos
No pararemos de bailar

Keep on dancing in the rain
The rain, the rain

Moby – Disco Lies

You said you want me that was just a lie
You said you love me that was just a lie
All i needed was someone who could keep me warm at night
You tried it baby but didn’t work and now i know that this is gonna be
the end
How could you lie

You said you need me that was just a lie
You said the truth once that was just a lie
All i needed was someone who could keep me warm at night
You tried it baby but didn’t work and now i know that this is gonna be
the end
How could you lie

All i needed was someone who could keep me warm at night
You tried it baby but didn’t work and now i know that this is gonna be
the end
How could you lie

Holly Valance – Kiss Kiss

When you look at me
Tell me what do you see
This is what you get
It’s the way I am
When I look at you
I want to be, I want to be
Close to heaven
With Neanderthal man

Don’t go, I know
You want to touch me
Here, there
And everywhere
Sparks fly when
We are together
You can’t deny the
Facts of life

You don’t have to act like a star
Trying moves in the back of your car
Don’t you know that we can go far
’cause tonight you’re gonna get my X X
Don’t play the games that you play
’cause you know that I won’t run away
So why ain’t ya askin’ me to stay
’cause tonight I’m gonna give you my X X

You could be mine baby
What’s your star sign
Won’t you take a step
Into the lion’s den
I can hear my conscience
Callin’ me callin’ me
Say I’m gonna be
A bad girl again
Why don’t you come over
We can’t leave this all undone
Got the devil on my shoulder
There’s no place
For you to run

You don’t have to act like a star
Trying moves in the back of your car
Don’t you know that we can go far
‘Cause tonight you’re gonna get my X X
Don’t play the games that you play
‘Cause you know that I won’t run away
So why ain’t ya askin’ me to stay
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna give you my X X

If you forget I’ll remind you
If you’re paranoid I’m behind you
If you lose your head I’ll find you
Sending you my kiss
Forget I’ll remind you
If you’re paranoid I’m behind you
If you lose your head I’ll find you
Kiss kiss

You don’t have to act like a star
Trying moves in the back of your car
Don’t you know that we can go far
‘Cause tonight you’re gonna get my X X
Don’t play the games that you play
‘Cause you know that I won’t run away
So why ain’t ya askin’ me to stay
‘Cause tonight I’m gonna give you my X X

Keane – Nothing In My Way

A turning tide
Lovers at a great divide
Why d’you laugh
When I know that you hurt inside?

And why’d you say
It’s just another day, nothing in my way
I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna stay
So there’s nothing left to say
And why’d you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don’t know what you lie for anyway
Now there’s nothing left to say

A tell-tale sign
You don’t know where to draw the line

And why’d you say
It’s just another day, nothing in my way
I don’t wanna go, I don’t wanna stay
So there’s nothing left to say
And why’d you lie
When you wanna die, when you hurt inside
Don’t know what you lie for anyway
Now there’s nothing left to say

Well for a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you’re having such a nice time
You’re having such a nice time

For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, you’re having such a nice time
For a lonely soul, it seems to me that you’re having such a nice time
You’re having such a nice time

Foo Fighters – Wheels

One, two, three, four
I know what you’re thinkin’
We were goin’ down
I can feel the sinkin’
But then I came around

And everyone I’ve loved before
Flashed before my eyes
And nothin’ mattered anymore
I looked into the sky

Well we all want something better than
We wish for something new
Well we all want something beautiful
I wish for something true
Been lookin’ for a reason and
Something to lose

When the wheels come down (when the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (when the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (when the wheels come down)

Now your head is spinnin’
Broken hearts will mend
This is our beginning
Comin’ to an end

Well, you wanted something better man
You wished for something new
Well, you wanted something beautiful
Wished for something true
Been lookin’ for a reason and
Something to lose

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)
When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)
And you feel like it’s all over
There’s another round for you
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

The White Stripes – Seven Nation Army

I’m gonna fight ’em off
A seven nation army couldn’t hold me back
They’re gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I’m talkin’ to myself at night
Because I can’t forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette

And the message comin’ from my eyes says, "Leave it alone."

Don’t wanna hear about it
Every single one’s got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch it comin’ back my way
I’m gonna serve it to you
And that ain’t what you want to hear
But that’s what I’ll do

And the feeling coming from my bones says, "Find a home."

I’m going to Wichita
Far from this opera for evermore
I’m gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding, and I’m bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think no more

And the stains comin’ from my blood tell me, "Go back home."

Aerosmith – Jaded

Hey j-j-jaded, you got your mama’s style
But you’re yesterday’s child to me
So jaded
You think that’s where it’s at
But is that where it’s supposed to be
You’re gettin’ it all over me, ex-rated

My my baby blue
Yeah I been thinkin’ about you
My my baby blue
Yeah you’re so jaded
And I’m the one that jaded you

Hey j-j-jaded
In all it’s misery
It will always be what I love and hated
And maybe take a ride to the other side
We’re thinkin’ of
We’ll slip into the velvet glove
And be jaded

My my baby blue
Yeah I’m thinkin’ about you
My my baby blue
Yeah I’m so jaded
And baby I’m afraid of you

Your thinking’s so complicated
I’ve had it all up to here
But it’s so overrated
Love and hated
Wouldn’t trade it
Love me jaded

Hey j-j-jaded
There ain’t no baby please
When I’m shootin’ the breeze with her
When everything you see is a blur
And ecstasy’s what you prefer

My my baby blue
Yeah I’m talkin’ about you
My my baby blue
Yeah I’ve been thinkin’ about you
My my baby blue
Yeah you’re so jaded
Baby, jaded, baby
You’re so jaded
‘Cause I’m the one that jaded you

Nickelback – Someday

How the hell’d we wind up like this
Why weren’t we able
To see the signs that we missed
Try and turn the tables
I wish you’d unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there’s been too much of this
But don’t think it’s too late

Nothing’s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when

Well, I’d hope that since we’re here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we always needed to say
So we could end up staying
Now the story’s played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let’s rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror

Nothing’s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)

How the hell’d we wind up like this
Why weren’t we able
To see the signs that we missed
Try and turn the tables
Now the story’s played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Let’s rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a Hollywood horror

Nothing’s wrong just as long as you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
I’m gonna make it alright but not right now
I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)

I know you’re wondering when
(You’re the only one who knows that)
I know you’re wondering when

The Vines – Get Free

I’m gonna get free
I’m gonna get free
I’m gonna get free
Ride into the sun
She never loved me
She never loved me
She never loved me
Why should anyone?
Come here
Come here
Come here
I’ll take your photo for you
Come here
Come here
Come here
Drive you around the corner
Come here
Come here
Come here
You know you really oughtta
Come here
Come here
Come here
Move outta California
Yeah
Get (Get)
Me (Me)
Far (Far)
When I’ve a lot to lose
Save (Save)
Me (Me)
From (From)
Here (Here)
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
Come here
When it’s breeding time
Look into your mind away
I’m gonna get free
I’m gonna get free
I’m gonna get free
Ride into the sun
She never loved me
She never loved me
She never loved me
Why should anyone?
Come here
Come here
Come here
I’ll take your photo for ya
Come here
Come here
Come here
Drive you around the corna’
Come here
Come here
Come here
You know you really oughta
Come here
Come here
Come here
Move outta California