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NSYNC – Bye Bye Bye

Bye bye bye
I’m doing this tonight
You’re probably gonna start a fight
I know this can’t be right
Hey baby come on
I loved you endlessly
When you weren’t there for me
So now it’s time to leave and make it alone

I know that I can’t take no more
It ain’t no lie
I want to see you out that door
Baby bye bye bye

Bye bye Don’t want to be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye
Bye bye
Don’t want to make it tough
I just want to tell you that I’ve had enough
It might sound crazy but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye

You just hit me with the truth
Now girl you’re more than welcome to
So give me one good reason
Baby come on
I’ve lived for you and me
And now I really come to see
That life would be much better once you’re gone

I know that I can’t take no more
Ain’t no lie
I want to see you out that door
Baby bye bye bye

Bye bye Don’t want to be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye
Bye bye
Don’t want to make it tough
I just want to tell you that I’ve had enough
It might sound crazy but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye

I’m givng up I know for sure
don’t’ want to be the reason for your love no more
Bye bye
I’m checking out, I’m signing off
Don’t want to be the loser and I’ve had enough

I don’t want to be your fool in this game for two
So I’m leaving you behind
(Bye bye bye)
I don’t want to make it tough
(Make it tough)
But I’ve had enough
(Bye bye)
And it ain’t no lie

Bye bye Don’t want to be a fool for you
Just another player in your game for two
You may hate me but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye
Bye bye
Don’t want to make it tough
I just want to tell you that I’ve had enough
It might sound crazy but it ain’t no lie
Baby bye bye bye

Solo dance – Martin Jensen lyrics

Lyrics Martin Jensen – Solo dance

In the faded light you touch my body
I can feel your hands on my skin
Think you got me right where you want me.(solo dance)

But you’re just in my way.

I came to party on my own
Don’t need nobody in my soul
I get on to the beat I lose control
Yeahhh oh I go solo.

Boy you can cool it down
I need to fool around
Just wanna dance dance dance
Dance dance dance
I know you want me
But I don’t care baby
Just wanna dance dance dance
Dance, dance, dance.

Dance, dance, dance.

In the shade of night you’re moving closer
We’re on our way to cross the line
Think you got me right where you want me
But it’s all in your mind.

I came to party on my own
Don’t need nobody in my soul
I get on to the beat I lose control
Yeahhh oh I go solo.

Boy you can cool it down
I need to fool around
Just wanna dance dance dance
Dance dance dance
I know you want me
But I don’t care baby
Just wanna dance dance dance
Dance, dance, dance.

Dance, dance, danceee.
Martin Jensen lyrics
Video dance

Cave me in – Gallant feat. Tablo & Eric Nam lyrics

Lyrics Gallant – Cave me in

You got me feeling like..
Oohhh
You get me lifted like..
Let’s go.(cave me in)

These flies on my window are winners in a losing game
Dip, duck, roll, and hover
They barely see a season change.

While you and me live like birds on a power line
Hands gripping, and our fingers fried
God bless those Northern lights
And our own devices, babe
Entropy multiplies
Clock’s ticking and I’m mortified
‘Cause in the back of my mind
In the back of my hemisphere.

Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won’t have to admit it
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won’t ask to forget it.

Love’s either got you over heels or overdosed
It’s got you off your feet or on your toes
It’s got you out your seat or in your place
It’s got you digging it or your grave
Love’s got you mad about or just about mad
It’s got you in a crush or it’s got you in a crash
What used to make your heart sing a hit, sing a smash
Will make you want to hit, wanna smash
Everything that you had into pieces
But love becomes clear when in pieces
What you couldn’t see and hear during peace is
Why a heart becomes years into pieces
Yeahhh.

Gravity makes wonders
But it also doesn’t seem to wait
Float like clouds on water
Or waves across an open plane.

‘Cause you and me live like birds on a power line
Hands slipping and our fingers fried
God bless those Northern lights
And our own devices, babe
Entropy multiples
Clocks ticking and I’m mortified
‘Cause in the back of my mind
In the back of my hemisphere.

Baby, I want you to cave me in
So, baby, I won’t have to admit it
Baby, I want you to cave me in
So maybe I won’t ask to forget it.

I want it, I do
(Girl, cave me in, I won’t say it again, I want you)
I want it, I do. (x2)

I want it, I do
(Girl, cave me in, I won’t say it again, I want you)
I want it, I dooo. (x2)
Gallant lyrics
Video in

Slippery – Migos feat. Gucci Mane lyrics

Lyrics Migos – Slippery

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your b*tch she got that water.(slippery)

(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr).

Hey, hey, hey, tater tot
f*ck niggas on my radar watch (watchin’)
Crocodile hunter, turn ’em to some gator shots (urr)
Iced out watch (ice), ridin’ round ten o’ clock (ten)
Ridin’ round, geeked up, damn, think it’s three o’ clock (three)
Four o’ clock (four), five o’ clock, six o’ clock (five)
I’m gon pop, if I don’t I’m back to the pot (whip)
I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales)
Tommy gun, come out and play let’s have fun (yeah)
Big scales (scales), fishscale, big weight (fish)
Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (woo)
Plug called (called), tried to front, I don’t need it (brrt)
I don’t need it (brrt)
Pockets strong, wrist anemic (strong)
Get freezy (freezy), young nigga pay your debt-is (debt-is)
Grandma (grandma) auntie Ab and auntie Neesa (Neese)
Uncle Bo, auntie Greta serve ya perkys (Greta)
Auntie Eva, she got a pound she might just serve it.

Pop a perky just to start up
(pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up
(two cups, drank)
I heard your b*tch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, excuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr).

Hey, hey, hey, slippery, she numbin’ me, that tongue on me
Honestly (honest), she f*ck with me, a wife to be (wife)
In Italy, bought her a fur, look like the wildebeest (rarr)
Just chill with me (chill)
It is no worry, it is a bill to me (it ain’t nothin’)
I pull up Diablo, I pull up with models
I gave her her first Philippe (Philippe)
We goin’ full throttle, she swallowed the bottle
I’m all in her ovaries (ahh)
I gave her some dollars
I Gucci’d her collar now she can’t get over me (heyyy)
She wanna dose of me (dose)
Just hop in the Ghost with me (Ghost)
Perky and molly, don’t vote for nobody
These b*tch ass niggas ain’t solid (solid)
Run in your house and with pumps and the shotties
Your mom might be up inside it (bah)
Cars robotic, bad b*tch with a body
But really don’t care nothing about it (uh-uh)
Cappin’ and poppin’, I seen that lil Masi
I coulda pulled up and just shot ya ( brrt)
It’s a jungle, I let off some fire (some fire).

Pop a perky just to start up
(pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up
(two cups, drank)
I heard your b*tch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, excuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr).

I rock water, diamonds, I’m drippin’ but not slippin’
I threw a quarter, (well damn) but no I’m not trippin’
Bugatti on Forgi’s, and nawl, I’m not crippin’
I buy Ferrari’s like Jordans
I’m Mike and y’all Pippen
Chillin’, just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelin’s
My b*tches, I spoil them like children
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I’m so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shining
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscious
Drop the top on College, nigga I ain’t with no nonsense
And I’m a murderer nigga but I don’t promote violence.

Dead shot (brrt), AK make your head rock (brrt)
Red dot, retro 8, Jordan they in stock
Lean on rocks (Act)
Perkys, mollies, xannies, rocks (roxies)
Oxycontin (oxyies)
Takeoff I’m your med doc (Takeoff!)
Leg lock (leg)
The key I got, unlock the box (box)
What’s in that box, huh?
Don’t tell em they might show the cops (shh)
Wrist watch (bite), abnormal so I flood the clock (ice)
Money flop, panties drop, that’s when them titties pop (woo)
Free my partners (John Wicc)
‘Til they free it’s f*ck the cops (f*ck ’em)
They know I geek a lot
They don’t know I keep a Glock (clueless)
Ain’t been no drought (where)
They think I been sleep a lot
They think I’m dumb (dumb)
They don’t know I see the plot (see it)
f*ck it I seize a knot.

Pop a perky just to start up
(pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up
(two cups, drank)
I heard your b*tch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, excuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)
Hey, hey, heyyy.
Migos lyrics
Video Migos

Crecia – Justin Quiles feat. Bad Bunny letra

Letra Justin Quiles – Crecia

Y antes era sencilla (era normal)
Ahora está crecía,
Fui yo el que la mal acostumbre
Cada vez que tenía sed.(crecia)

Baja pa acá una de moet (moet)
Solo le bajaba rose (rose)
Y ahora me dice que le baje abajo
Y que me la coma como es

It’s the game changer
Mami tú estás crecía (Almighty!)
Quiere que le de una lambía,
Que me la coma como novia mía.

Tu dice que J Quiles
Yo tengo una crecía y le pago los biles,
La mando pal mall gasta miles.
Quería carro y la mude’ pa un dealer

Perdí su contacto,
Y después me contactó pa repetir el acto,
Antes teníamos un pacto,
Y ahora está más dura pa darle, exacto.

Que le de pensando que es mi jeva,
Me quiero hacer pecar como Eva.
Y si le creo que no es como antes,
Que ahora está hecha ósea que es nueva.

Explica tu guille, explica tus humos.
Que zaféje es que no te las consumo.
Con la gente te creces,
Yo te meto aveces y no lo presumo.

Siempre anda crecía ella y me pide más,
Que le caiga atrás.
Bebiendo champaña en el yat,
Siempre anda crecía ella y me exige más.(x2)

Pero todo fue mi culpa,
Por qué en ti me gasté el pote.

Ahora está vola,
Por qué se hizo las nalgas y los senos.
Se hace la que no,
Pero hace tiempo que nos conocemos,
So deja las miradas raras.
Que a ti te la eche adentro y en la cara.

Marc Anthony cuando quiera vuelve,
Y se lo mete a Dayanara,
O a Jennifer Lopez,
Yo he visto más allá del escote.

Ahora no chinga si no es en BM o en bote,
Pero todo fue mi culpa,
Por qué en ti me gasté el pote,
Yo fui el que mando hacerte las tetas y ese culote.

Los blones con ella yo fumo,
Llegamos a Neptuno,
Ella se crece a veces,
Pero sabe que soy el que la vacuno.

He dicho mil unos,
Y como yo no hay ninguno,
Te meto de día y de noche,
Y vienes a roncarle di que a uno.

Siempre anda crecía ella y me pide más,
Que le caiga atrás,
Bebiendo champaña en ell yat.
Siempre anda crecía ella y me exige más.

Pero todo fue mi culpa,
Por qué en ti me gasté el pote.

Tu dice J Quiles
Yo tengo una crecía y le pago Los biles
Pero todo fue mi culpa,
Por qué en ti me gasté el pote.
Quería un carro y la mude pa’ un dealer..
Mude pa’ un dealer… mude pa’ un dealer.
Quería un carro y la mude pa’ un dealer.
Por qué en ti me gasté el pote.
Mami tu estas crecía (whoa)
Ahora ni chinga si no es en BM o en boteee.(crecia)
Justin Quiles letras
Video Justin

LUPE FIASCO – Tranquilo lyrics

Peace
No material possessions shall cloud my judgement
As I reach, in an ethereal direction to provide my substance
Love is not found but resides insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed a new light on a new path
I will gain rhythm lose wrath
Attain wisdom and refuse graph
And build upon what I built on
And wisely regulate ’til I do have
‘Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait…
Surround myself with nutrition, wholesomeness and true livin’
Use natural codes of conduct to remove the schism when the roof’s missing
I will pursue felicity, find value in simplicity
Altruism and empathy will be the first thing extended to my enemy
Clarity will be the trademark of my friendships
Just invest in my business
And appreciative of the rarity of my existence

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

I got bitches on bitches, all my dreams and my visions
I remember me fishin’ out of canals in the trenches
Now a nigga be flossy, Rolls Royce lookin’ glossy
Quick to put down a demo to get these haters up off me
I like to smoke to myself, I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your daddy was far from perfect, things we did to survive
I just wanted to fly, they always lookin’ down on us
School district full of killers, I mean these niggas ferocious
Only violence and drugs, there was nothin’ for us
All I had was this music, I couldn’t afford to do much

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

Young nigga say… ball
‘Cause he ain’t really livin’ life ‘less he’s down to roll the dice
Put it all on the line for a couple dollars
And a bad bitch that only think about him if he… call
Is it really worth the time and the effort?
Chasin’ wood grain and the leather
Puttin’ pressure on the pedal, I don’t want the devil
Hopin’ he fall
Feed him to his nonsense, mothafuck a contract
You don’t need a handout, they gon’ bring the bands out
Choppas make ’em stand down, good lord
But you don’t wanna be another nigga
Chase the figures that never really add up
White folk pass your face
Dyin’ in the grass ’cause they wouldn’t call the…. law
‘Cause you’re hooded, Black and they think you’re sellin’ crack
Maybe so, you don’t give a fuck in a rut, nigga
[?] in the street got you stuck, nigga, what, nigga?
Buck, buck, nigga
Buried your partner just the other day knowin’ he was too young
Had a tool, tryna roll on the folk
Let it go on the folk
But he wasn’t down to shoot one
Though the time dead and gone
Is YOLO what we on?
I heard different, it’s never too late to listen
And be reborn
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
Go be reborn
Peace and understanding is what you should be on

‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

MIGOS – Slippery lyrics

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

Hey, hey, hey, tater tot
Fuck niggas on my radar watch (watchin’)
Crocodile hunter, turn ’em to some gator shots (urr)
Iced out watch (ice), ridin’ round ten o’ clock (ten)
Ridin’ round, geeked up, damn, think it’s three o’ clock (three)
Four o’ clock (four), five o’ clock, six o’ clock (five)
I’m gon pop, if I don’t I’m back to the pot (whip)
I got rocks (rocks), big bales, big arms (bales)
Tommy gun, come out and play let’s have fun (yeah)
Big scales (scales), fishscale, big weight (fish)
Iceberg (ice), ice tray, ice tray (woo)
Plug called (called), tried to front, I don’t need it (brrt)
I don’t need it (brrt)
Pockets strong, wrist anemic (strong)
Get freezy (freezy), young nigga pay your debt-is (debt-is)
Grandma (grandma) auntie Ab and auntie Neesa (Neese)
Uncle Bo, auntie Greta serve ya perkys (Greta)
Auntie Eva, she got a pound she might just serve it (serve)

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

(Offset!)
Hey, hey, hey, slippery, she numbin’ me, that tongue on me
Honestly (honest), she fuck with me, a wife to be (wife)
In Italy, bought her a fur, look like the wildebeest (rarr)
Just chill with me (chill)
It is no worry, it is a bill to me (it ain’t nothin’)
I pull up Diablo, I pull up with models
I gave her her first Philippe (Philippe)
We goin’ full throttle, she swallowed the bottle
I’m all in her ovaries (ahh)
I gave her some dollars
I Gucci’d her collar now she can’t get over me (hey)
She wanna dose of me (dose)
Just hop in the Ghost with me (Ghost)
Perky and molly, don’t vote for nobody
These bitch ass niggas ain’t solid (solid)
Run in your house and with pumps and the shotties
Your mom might be up inside it (bah)
Cars robotic, bad bitch with a body
But really don’t care nothing about it (uh-uh)
Cappin’ and poppin’, I seen that lil Masi
I coulda pulled up and just shot ya ( brrt)
It’s a jungle, I let off some fire (some fire)

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)

I rock water, diamonds, I’m drippin’ but not slippin’
I threw a quarter, (well damn) but no I’m not trippin’
Bugatti on Forgi’s, and nawl, I’m not crippin’
I buy Ferrari’s like Jordans
I’m Mike and y’all Pippen
Chillin’, just me and my millions
Niggas, they all in they feelin’s
My bitches, I spoil them like children
So persistent, if I want it, I go get it
I’m so slimy, grimy, sheisty but still shining
Rude and unkindly, cruel with no conscious
Drop the top on College, nigga I ain’t with no nonsense
And I’m a murderer nigga but I don’t promote violence

Dead shot (brrt), AK make your head rock (brrt)
Red dot, retro 8, Jordan they in stock
Lean on rocks (Act)
Perkys, mollies, xannies, rocks (roxies)
Oxycontin (oxyies)
Takeoff I’m your med doc (Takeoff!)
Leg lock (leg)
The key I got, unlock the box (box)
What’s in that box, huh?
Don’t tell em they might show the cops (shh)
Wrist watch (bite), abnormal so I flood the clock (ice)
Money flop, panties drop, that’s when them titties pop (woo)
Free my partners (John Wicc)
‘Til they free it’s fuck the cops (fuck ’em)
They know I geek a lot
They don’t know I keep a Glock (clueless)
Ain’t been no drought (where)
They think I been sleep a lot
They think I’m dumb (dumb)
They don’t know I see the plot (see it)
Fuck it I seize a knot

Pop a perky just to start up (pop it, pop it pop it)
Two cups of purple just to warm up (two cups, drank)
I heard your bitch she got that water
(Splash, drip, drip, woo, splash)
Slippery, ‘scuse me, please me (please)
Arm up, or believe me, believe me (believe me)
Get beat, cause I’m flexin’ ‘Rari’s (skrt)
You can bet on me (skr, skr)
Hey, hey, hey

MISSY ELLIOTT – I’m Better lyrics

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

He say I’m hot, I’m so fuego
Pull up on him in my vehicle
He say I’m pretty, I’m pretty
You must be from Brazil, it must be from Me-hico
Roll up on him in my Lambo
Jump out like skrrrt, yeah bro
You need a chick like me to make you wanna leave them other broads, you know [?]

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Plus I got cars that he paying for
Man I be too much to handle
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential in my room and zoom in the poom
He watching my body like he watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Missy so hot, I’m from Vee-e-e
The car that I drive be Ferr-ar-i
My clique is so thick and the broads be hollin’ and whistlin’
That be like damn bae
Man I’m 3000, I’m André
Yo Missy talk big, I’m so blind date
Bruce Lee on the beat, I don’t compete with none of these geeks
I just rant like I’m Kanye

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
And I be driving cars he paying for
He say I’m too much, I’m a handful
He watching my body like watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Brand new flow when I rap
DJ, bring that back
You ain’t ever heard a track like that
Shit might slap, booty go clap
Roll up in the Benz
Looking like a ten, stack
When I rock, make it bop, in my car
And it bang-bang-bang like (tune-out noise) go blap-blap-blap

Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Buying me bags and new shoes and new cars and everything I know that he paying for
Yeah he be hooking me up
Yeah he be looking me up
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential and zoom in the poom

I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

TWENTY ONE PILOTS – Oh, Ms. Believer lyrics

Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper
Your twisted mind is like snow on the road
Your shaking shoulders prove that it’s colder
Inside your head than the winter of dead

I will tell you I love you
But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears
My nose and feet are running as we start
To travel through snow
Together we go
Together we go

We get colder
As we grow older
We will walk
So much slower

Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty weeper
Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops
Please, take my hand, we’re in foreign land
As we travel through snow
Together we go
Together we go

We get colder
As we grow older
We will walk
So much slower

ELLA MAI – 10,000 Hours lyrics

Since the day that I was born
I been looking out for love
But never really quite found the one
They say practice makes perfect
I know I deserve it
Sometimes we should do it for fun

Baby when I clock up I can’t wait
Promise this time won’t go to waste
For all we put up now I won’t let your love down
I know we’re not too far away, ay, ayyy

Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the morning
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love

Don’t stop I’m counting them up
Run the clock I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love

I’ve been right and I’ve been wrong
I’ve been high and I’ve been low
But this time I know it’s for sure
Cause I’m right where I belong
Yeah we’re only getting stronger
Feels good to be down in my soul

Baby when I clock up I can’t wait
Promise this time won’t go to waste
For all we put up now I won’t let your love down
I know we’re not too far away, ay, ayyy

Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the morning
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love

Don’t stop I’m counting them up
Run the clock I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We could be so in love

There’s no time for us holding out
Cause this love is profound
Let the clock go round, let the clock go round
Love is best when built from the ground
To your heart I am bound
Let the clock go round, let the clock go round

Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the morning
You know every second, every second
Adds up to a minute, every minute
Need 10,000 hours
We could be so in love

Don’t stop I’m counting them up
Run the clock I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We could be so in love

Once again, welcome aboard Delta flight 2928 and thank you for flying Delta.

Let’s just have fun and make this one to remember

KEYSHIA COLE – You lyrics

You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
Keep coming with the same lines
Everything but the truth
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you

So know I’m not the one for the bullshit
I empty out the closet like a full clip
You tried so hard to get at me
I wish you would’ve left me when you met me
Whole squad said you was a hoe though
Let breezy know these niggas ain’t loyal
Blowin’ up my phone turn my phone off
Can’t take no bitch nigga phone call

You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
Keep coming with the same lines
Everything but the truth
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you

[Remy Ma]
You picked the wrong one
Now you pick the right one
Got no love left
And I ain’t even tryna fight dumb
You keep your birds cause I’m gone when my flight come
You know what you did and honestly I been type done
How you getting hoes take em home then you wife them
It’s really no comparison cause I ain’t nothing like them
Bestie said fuck him, I’m like don’t get me hype cause
At one point would had been gun point on site bum
Now I look at it like owww, that something light hun
I’m happy that its over yeah you only had a slight run
I can be a fowl bitch fuck your whole life up
I might spend the night with your bro out of spite cause you a fuck nigga

You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
Keep coming in with the same lines
Everything but the truth
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby

[French Montana]
You know these hoes ain’t loyal
Mama always told me these hoes ain’t for you
That’s why we never mix like water with the oil
Baby keep the pussy mine, and ima keep ya spoiled
(And you know)
Real one hold you down like a real army
But I picked the wrong one like Steve Harvey
Same boss boat dock for 8 days
But you a thot selling box on the back page
Sitting, reminiscing, way before I started tripping
About what he said and she said
But I ain’t having it, your game weak like seven nights
Coming with the same lines like trumps wife

You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
Keep coming with the same lines
Everything but the truth
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You just played me for the last time
I’m done fucking with you
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
You picked the wrong one, yea yea
You picked the wrong one baby
The wrong one
The wrong one
You know you picked the wrong one

RAG’N’BONE MAN – Skin lyrics

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you

Seconds from my heart
A bullet from the dark
Helpless, I surrender
Shackled by your love
Holding me like this
With poison on your lips
Only when it’s over
Silence it’s so hard

‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
It was almost love, it was almost…

We bleed ourselves in vain
How tragic is this game
Turn around, I’m holding on to someone
But the love is gone
Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone
Knowing that we nearly fell so far now
It’s hard to tell

Yeah we came so close, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

While I reached out for your hand
When the walls were caving in
Well, I see you on the other side
We can try all over again

When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

Zayn & Taylor Swift – I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

Been sitting eyes wide open behind these four walls, hoping you’d call
It’s just a cruel existence like there’s no point hoping at all
Baby, baby, I feel crazy, up all night, all night and every day
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I’m sitting eyes wide open and I got one thing stuck in my mind
Wondering if I dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life, oh
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
Up all night, all night and every day
I gave you something, but you gave me nothing
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit (fit, babe) wherever (wherever)
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Baby, baby, I feel crazy
I see you around in all these empty faces
Up all night, all night and every day
I’ve been looking sad in all the nicest places
Give me something, oh, but you say nothing
Now I’m in a cab, I tell ’em where your place is
What is happening to me?
I don’t wanna live forever, ’cause I know I’ll be living in vain
And I don’t wanna fit wherever
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
I just wanna keep calling your name until you come back home
Until you come back home

Machine Gun Kelly – Dopeman

[Verse 1]
I just hung up wit the dope man
He just pulled up in the O van
Piece in my pocket click clack
Bi**h I don’t trust nobody get back
My tempo is slurred
Twist that hash wit my herb
Mix that soda and syrup
Holding my strap like The Purge
Undercovers is the undercovers
Run motherf**ker run motherf**ker
My homie Tone threw his 45 on the ground
Both got lost and they never get found
Cut through the park stay low, stay low
Hear the pitbulls bark there they go
I should’ve went to class this month
But I said f**k that I’m ghost, so
I just rolled up on the dope man
Ay, young gunna, OKAY

[Bridge]
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

[Chorus]
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

[Verse 2]
I just got a scale by the way
Shout out Patty Cake by the way
Told me never put a whole gram in a dime
Give em point seven and them fools be fine
But how you gon sell by the way
You ain’t got a clientele by the way
I’ma hit Tri-C wit a couple packs
And if the motherf**kers selling I’ma double back
Phone ringing more than the operator
And the dealers who deliver getting all the paper
I spend Sunday trapping on Union
Serving my people like Communion
Can I front em a ten, no
I am not a friend, no
Give me money, take this, dope
Can I get an amen?
Kells!

[Bridge]
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man
I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man

[Chorus]
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man
I got my slang from the dope man
I always wanna hang wit the dope man
I learned this game from the dope man
Everybody give it up for the dope man

Masta Killa – Therapy (feat. Redman & Method Man)

[Verse 1: Masta Killa]
Yo, I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
The first fresh thoughts of the day is so clear
When I walk, in my head, there’s a voice that talks
In my ear I can hear so clear, you think I’m buggin’ right?
I’m just contemplating the silent [?]
Out to the West Side my killer Cali gangstas
Ride and get the head right
Yo son, I’m on the next flight in
Twist some [?] I’m guaranteed the right of his psalm before we reach
Throw the instrumental on it, watch [?] pattern of speech
Man-formed military arm ready to swarm, get your party on
Drinks on the house tonight, ladies lookin’ right
Atmosphere nice and warm, we backstage like a hundred thieves strong
Ghost want the red light on before we get on
An hour’s too short to rock, we got a million songs

[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo I gotta be around this music, it’s therapeutic
Like my first blunt of the day to start the movement
I’m sittin’ in the room with a view, there’s always room for improvement
So I grab my coat and go and prove it
Just me against the world, you can find me in the streets
She’ll spot me in the lobby, probably find me in the free
Cop a ‘Rari, the [?] in the lining of my seats
Tryna put me in a lineup til’ I wind up in the beast
That’s the belly, how dare they tryna tell me when to eat
With a plate of food barely in my reach
My team shoot dice, we used to shoot skelly in the streets
Wear the same Pelle-Pelle’s for a week
But now we livin’ life
A such a good life I wish that I could live it twice
I’d probably make the same wiz my wife
It’s Wu-Tang Clan, always collect cheddar
Proper education, always correct errors

[Verse 3: Redman]
Yo, bananas, Redman so gorilla
Chi-town know I’m pimping the mic, nigga
One hit, and chicks follow me like Twitter
Crack when I talk, I like the mic steam up
The fiends hit it, chicks swing with it
I’ll box niggas in like Don King did it
Sixteens I write, it’s seems so vivid
My notebooks I let the eBay did it
I get dough, bad pair for the sick flow
My weed more greener than Lou Ferrigno
My right-hand man hand on the pistol
I crack these squares up like Nabisco
Oh, look at me, I’m lightweight
But with the heart to peel back your white meat
Yo wifey want me to make her wifey
Hit it, make the bitch hyphy at high speed, Doc

LOCASH – Ring On Every Finger

I’ve got a pounding in my chest baby
Feels like I’m seventeen again
Got something burning a hole in my pocket lately
Done asked your daddy, done told your friends
I ain’t gettin’ down on one knee
Girl, I’m gettin’ on two
Might be over the top
But I tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Gonna try my last name on ya girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you’re mine
Well señorita, can’t nothing be sweeter
Than you in that white wedding dress,
Even the church and white limousine
Girl, why you cryin’, it ain’t rocket science
All you gotta do is say yes
Spend the rest of your life with me
Don’t you know I ain’t gettin’ down on one knee
Until I’m gettin’ down on two
It might be over the top
But I tell you what I’m gonna do
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Gonna try my last name on ya girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you’re mine
Come on let’s spend this life together
Dropping f bombs like forever
With the whole world as a witness
Gonna flip that Miss to a Mrs.
Gonna spend this life together
Dropping f bombs like forever
With the whole world as a witness
Then I flip that Miss to a Mrs.
I’ll put on a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Go ahead and try my last name on
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
I’ll put a ring on every finger
Just to show that I’m legit
Go ahead and try my last name on girl
Just to see if it fits
If I could baby I would marry you a million times,
Put a ring on every finger
Just to show the whole world that you are mine
Show the whole world that you are mine

Rag’n’Bone Man – Skin

Album Human
SKIN LYRICS
[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Verse 1]
Seconds from my heart
A bullet from the dark
Helpless, I surrender
Shackled by your love
Holding me like this
With poison on your lips
Only when it’s over
The silence hits so hard

[Refrain]
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you
It was almost love, it was almost…

[Verse 2]
We bleed ourselves in vain
How tragic is this game?
Turn around, I’m holding on to someone
But the love is gone
Carrying the load, with wings that feel like stone
Knowing that we nearly fell so far now
It’s hard to tell

[Refrain]
Yeah we came so close, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

[Bridge]
While I reached out for your hand
When the walls were caving in
When I see you on the other side
We can try all over again

[Chorus]
When I heard that sound
When the walls came down
I was thinking about you
About you
When my skin grows old
When my breath runs cold
I’ll be thinking about you
About you

[Post Chorus]
When I run out of air to breathe
It’s your ghost I see
I’ll be thinking about you, about you

[Refrain]
‘Cause it was almost love, it was almost love
It was almost love, it was almost love

Norah Jones – Peace (Live)

There’s a place that I know, where the sycamores grow
And daffodils have their fun
Where the cares of the day seem to slowly fade away
And the glow of the evening sun
Peace, when the day is done

If I go there real late, let my mind meditate
On everything to be done
If I search deep inside, let my conscience be my guide
Then the answers are sure to come
Don’t have to worry none

When you find peace of mind, leave your worries behind
Don’t say that it can’t be done
With a new point of view, life’s true meaning comes to you
And the freedom you seek is won
Peace is for everyone
Peace is for everyone
Peace is for everyone

Yasutaka Nakata – 「Crazy Crazy (feat. Charli Xcx & Kyary Pamyu Pamyu) 」

I’m crazy going crazy feet are lifting off the ground
I’m crazy going crazy head is spinning in the clouds
I’m crazy going crazy feet are lifting off the ground
I’m crazy going crazy head is spinning in the clouds

You’re the sun and I’m the moon
Sticking as one like glue
You’re in pink and I’m in blue
When you’re around go crazy with you

Tattoo your name all over the room
You make me feel brand new
Tears I cry for you
When you’re around go crazy with you

Up down and running round I’m going crazy with you
Feet lifting off the ground I’m going crazy with you
Head spinning in the clouds I’m going crazy with you
We’re crazy, going crazy crazy crazy me and you

You’re the one it’s true
You make my heart go boom
Moving close on zoom
When you’re around go crazy with you

Driving me wild it’s true
Dynamite blows off the roof
Tears I cry for you
When you’re around go crazy with you

Up down and running round I’m going crazy with you
Feet lifting off the ground I’m going crazy with you
Head spinning in the clouds I’m going crazy with you
We’re crazy, going crazy crazy crazy me and you

Oh wo ohhhh
Crazy crazy me and you

Matt Martians – Dent Jusay (feat. Syd & Steve Lacy)

[Hook]
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say

[Verse 1: Syd]
Why you keep flexin’ on me
Like I’m just anybody
The view from here’s a sight to see
You don’t know what your missing
You might lose my attention
Darling our flight’s about to leave

[Verse 2: Steve Lacy]
So you say you wanna fly
But you say no
You’re scared of heights
We don’t keep you satisfied
But now I be hearing you sigh

[Hook]
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say you wanna fly away someday
So won’t you come with me then
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say
Didn’t you say

[Outro: Group + Woman on phone]
…Sneaking it into my titties but then I don’t know—
Don’t
If one of those kind of shows where people be smoking in the crowds
Dang, you know—do-don’t sneak the weed into your titties bro, like we’ll be there in a second just put it- you can smoke with us too-just put it one of our like instrument cases and you’ll be straight
So don’t leave it in the car? ‘Cause we said we walking right now to go to the place
I mean you could leave it in the car ’cause we don’t perform until midnight so we can always go back and get it
And I can apply it now Rosa—yeah we already got weed anyway—yeah we got hella weed too so and you got all access so you can like some back-in the back with us
Alright, we here-we just parked, we just gonna walk in
Alright shawty
Alright, see y’all

Major Lazer – Run Up (feat. Partynextdoor & Nicki Minaj) (Lyric Video)

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Barbie

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah
They thought that you was a shy girl
Until I made you my girl
Girl you pushed me like a big button
‘Til I cuffed you like you did somethin’
You ain’t gotta wait for it
You ain’t gotta wait for me to give you my love
You ain’t gotta wait for it
Things are gettin’ sticky, girl I think that I’m stuck

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ll admit I’m wrong when I know that you gon’ come for me
When you gon’ come for me, yeah
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin’ is drugs to me
When you gon’ come to me, yeah
And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Verse 2: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl you used to bein’ quiet
‘Til I brought that loud
You say your dollars is a mountain
And your mama your accountant
You watch your figure ’cause you a big deal
Got your fresh prince and a big whip
Polo mink coat, that’s a big kill
Put you on a phone like a windshield

[Pre-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ll admit I’m wrong when I know that you gon’ come for me
When you gon’ come for me, yeah
Never gonna not not hit that, your lovin’ is drugs to me
When you gon’ come to me, yeah
And every time you hit my phone, when you say you need company, oh
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Major keys, I’m the boss
Don’t Griselda go off?
Left from the loft and went to Bergdorf
Most of these dudes is really quite soft
45 special, this is my cloth
‘Bout to drop a album, this is my fourth
I don’t put sugar in my spaghetti sauce
Drop a freestyle and get these hoes parched
Fire burn the obea man church
Pretty girls, when my girls get right
‘Cause it’s another day, let ya light shine bright
Ain’t none of them in your lane
True mi have di game pon lock, dem wah code
Just link wit some hot gyal out ah road
True mi have di waist small, pretty, bus whine
Rolex nah deh pon uno dutty gyal time?
Yo, I told ’em pull up on me faster than Danica
That’s on the low I’m tryna blow him like harmonicas
He call me queen, he know "Nicki" is the moniker
He want a mix between Hillary and Monica
I switch it up, I switch it up
Rip the beat, then I, I stitch it up
Travel, then I bounce, I ball-Sinead, Sir
Barbie a link up Major Lazer

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you
I’ma run up on you

Jay Critch – Did It Again (feat. Rich The Kid)

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike Tech
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I seen that cash from afar
I go to work for them bands, see the scars
My weed make you dance with the stars
Supersize my pockets, I’m living large
McQueen gold on the scarf
My shooters come out after dark
I been 730 from the start
It’s KD, yeah that young boy go hard
I came through it all in designer
These bitches on me like piranhas
My bitch a G, she’ll align ya
They like goddamn where you find her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
Ass so fat gotta climb her
I’ma fuck that girl then go rewind her
I got hoes poppin’ up like reminders
Niggas folding up like a binder
Ain’t no holding up, I’m on fire
I be ballin’ out, 49ers
I be boolin’ out like recliners
We gon’ shoot it out when we find ya
I’ma stack it up like a diner
I’ma stack it up like the diner
No I stack it up like the waffle house
With this ho we got nothing to talk about
I’ma hit it then tell her to walk it out
I wanna talk to this guap when I’m talking now
All my niggas keep yops and we walk around
All my niggas talkin’ them digits
Baby I talk it, I live it
How he ballin’, girl he moving his pivot
Told Vic pull up with some bitches
Got the Henny in my cup, got a couple lil sluts
They gon’ do it for the buzz
I know she gon’ give it up

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I’m smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of ‘em crips

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Bitch I be ballin’ like Mike and them
Way too much Act, get a Sprite for him
Fuck her one time, bought the ho a Benz
I’m breaking her off, tell her bring her friends
Fuck up a check, I got plenty
You mad cause your pockets is empty
Brooklyn, pull up in a Bentley
She suckin’ me up and I bust on her titty
The roof went missing again
Racks on me, walk around with a ten
They hating on you, they don’t want you to win
Rich forever, we done did it again

[Hook: Jay Critch]
Came up on some bands
Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants
He did it again
Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again
Juuging again, that boy juuging again
Did he just hit another lick? damn
Did he just run off with your shit? damn
Did he just pull up in a whip? damn
Did he just fuck another bitch? yup
And she just did one hundred tricks, damn
She a freaky lil bitch
Smoking dope, hide the breeze out the whip
Bitch I’m smoking weed in the six
Some of my niggas bloods, some of ‘em crips

[Post-Hook: Jay Critch]
Wear the Balmain like a Nike check
I be ballin’ like Mike and them
I got two TECs like I fight the ref
Pussy boy know it’s on sight for him
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands
Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands

Anderson .Paak – Am I Wrong (On Ellen) (Live)

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]
Well I
Well I
Yeah

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
I’m only comin’ out to play
Nothin’ more that I hate in this life
The wrong impression, I only have one to make
You can open your palm
Waiting to catch a break
The cards will fall where they may
And what about me?
I believe in fate
They wanna know where I’ll be in five
What about today?
What about tonight?

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Only one at a time
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
My life, my life
Yeah

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]
Am I wrong to assume
If she can’t dance, then she can’t ooh?
Am I wrong to say
If she can’t dance, then she can’t ooh?

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Hey, I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
So precious, is yours, is mine
Only one at a time
My life, my life

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
Smiles around the clock
Dance around the globe to Disco 54
I stare at you in the eyes and spin you on your toes
Music ain’t music without soul
Feelin’ the top row
Shut the blindfolds, pass the nitro
Rock the love boat, get high or get low
Chill the Merlot, steady your fast pour
You pick up, we go low
Make love once or more, we rest then encore
Do that-that-that
Break you off in your Kit-Kat-Kat
Never seen a one this gorgeous
Pay your whole damn mortgage
Will you look at the time, hey?
Still you the one on the mind, hey
Still you the top of the rhyme, hey
Thank God that it’s Friday
Tonight let’s be the life of the party
It’s nothing to me
Get up and move your feet

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine

I never wanna waste your time, my life
So precious, is yours, is mine
And look at the time, my God
So precious, is yours, is mine

Zara Larsson – So Good (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Zara Larsson]
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 1: Zara Larsson]
My love is more potent than anything in the cup that you’re holdin’
One little taste will have you open
Aye, I know you want some, you want some
Too strong, no limits
It’s not official, so take your time with it
It go straight to your head, control your mind with it
Aye, I know you want some, you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 2: Zara Larsson]
My love, ain’t running out
Got a endless supply, there’ll never be a drought
I put you to sleep, you’ll never leave your house
Aye, I know you want, know you want some

[Pre-Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You know that I’m the only one that gets you higher
Gets you higher, babe
And you ain’t gotta worry ’cause you know I got it
Know I got it, babe

[Chorus: Zara Larsson]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
My love, my love
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl, your love so good, girl
Got me comin’ back for seconds, what’s good, girl?
Got me clearin’ out my schedule, tryna link up
Girl you know you ’bout to get that thang beat up
When I pull up, you know what I came for
Dolla lay the pipe, keep some dope D for you
Put your body straight to sleep
I got you wakin’ up thankin’ me

[Chorus: Zara Larsson + Ty Dolla $ign]
You be, stuck on it ’cause my love so good
You got me stuck on that, your love so good
So you, keep comin’ back to get some more
Got you in your feelings, all emotional
Oooh yeah
My love, my love
My love
So good, so good, so good, so good
So good
You know my love is
Yeah
So good, so good, so good, so good
You know my love is

Missy Elliott – I’m Better (feat. Lamb)

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 1: Missy]
He say I’m hot, I’m so fuego
Pull up on him in my vehicle
He say I’m pretty, I’m pretty
You must be from Brazil, it must be from Me-hico
Roll up on him in my Lambo
Jump out like skrrrt, yeah bro
You need a chick like me to make you wanna leave them other broads, you don’t know nann hoe

[Bridge: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Plus I got cars that he paying for
Man I be too much to handle
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential in my room and zoom in the poom
He watching my body like he watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 2: Missy]
Missy so hot, I’m from VA
The car that I drive be Ferr-ar-i
My clique is so thick and the broads be hollin’ and whistlin’
That be like damn bae
Man I’m 3000, I’m André
Yo Missy talk big, I’m so grande
Bruce Lee on the beat, I don’t compete with none of these geeks
I just rant like I’m Kanye

[Bridge 2: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
And I be driving cars he paying for
He say I’m too much, I’m a handful
He watching my body like watching Scandal
But I’m just here, with my girls

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

[Verse 3: Missy]
Brand new flow when I rap
DJ, bring that back
You ain’t ever heard a track like that
Shit might slap, booty go clap
Roll up in the Benz
Looking like a ten, stack
When I rock, make it bop, in my car
And it bang-bang-bang like (tune-out noise) go blap-blap-blap

[Bridge 3: Missy]
Yeah he got bands in the Bando
Missy got dudes in Orlando
Buying me bags and new shoes and new cars and everything I know that he paying for
Yeah he be hooking me up
Yeah he be looking me up
Watch what I do, when I get up on you
Pop potential and zoom in the poom

[Hook: Lamb]
I’mma start it from the bottom
Show you how to flip a dollar
I got food in my dining room
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better
It’s another day, another chance
I wake up, I wanna dance
So as long as I got my friends…
I’m better, I’m better, I’m better

Rick Ross – I Think She Like Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
This the fliest shit ever
This that rich forever part 2
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Layin’ in my bed, I’m under these gold chandeliers
Can’t say too many names in here these kinda years
Night sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist
Ice cube lookin’ nigga, you know life a bitch
I once got no allowance, now I got the crown
I said I was the boss, nobody made a sound
Really had to see them things, this level story tellin’
Who else could flip a chorus into 40 million
Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio
While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido
8 felonies, tellin’ me wanna give me life
Every nut I bust really, gotta do it twice
Ricky Ronaldo, really when I’m in Portugal
I pull a yacht out this weekend, I’m fuckin’ so and so
Cameras flash, paparazzi layin’ in the grass
Tom Brady my new nig but you can tell ’em that

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this right now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
Girl, you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I’m sexin’ women, I don’t fish her out
I gas her up and let her lick me down
I may name my daughter Hermes
Get my jeweler to decorate the new birds nest
20 million up in Merrill Lynch
I met his chick, he haven’t seen her since
Through the city, I’m still floatin’ like a magic carpet
She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge
It’s special once you thinkin’ send your kids to college
Or be a geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished
Do it for the dear departed, fuck up Ben Carson
And [?], you made a nigga a target
Only one that’s smokin’ up in Goldman Sachs
When I’m the only one that’s rollin’ like a quarter back
And I never put it in my government
‘Cause I never put on for the government

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
You caught the case, you gotta post a bond
I’m rathful lemon mixed with young Wale, Folarin
Starin’ in my safe, I’m rather safe than sorry
Diddy, Jigga, only two niggas comin’ for me
I park the caddy in my livin’ room
Pussy niggas lookin’ for me, I’ma give it to him
Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin’ pool
If her pussy dry, call her beetle juice
I’m baby makin’ in the Malvides
Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis
Khaled hit me on the FaceTime
I’m the fliest nigga on his bassline
She see the sneakers and she see the stones
Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne
I’m cashin’ in like the Kardashians
My paralysed homie snuck a ratchet in

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Uh, I think she like me
Oh, I think she like me
I know her nigga don’t like me
With your bitch right now, yeah, I might be
Sippin’ this Sprite now, yeah, we might be
Might hit her from the back, let her ride me
‘Cause you never meet another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me

P. Reign – Prescription Freestyle

[Verse]
Today I had to pinch myself to wake up, boy wake up
Be thankful that you got your weight up
Be thankful that the woman layin’ next to you is bad even without no makeup
Be thankful that her momma made her, yeah
I stare at that pretty bitch as I reminisce about [?] in a world that ain’t gimme none
Shoutout Kobe and the Lakers, I learn from my favorite players
Like never shoot the 3 when there’s a layup
Roy Jones Jr. taught me my left hook
Resilience from Westbrook, waiting to see what my brother KD and the chef cooked
Meanwhile I been cookin’ up, shit is finally lookin’ up
Don’t look down, ’cause being good ain’t good enough
When they hear us talk they say it feel like rap
I heard your new shit and all I thought was it sound like trash
Pussy is power, she got a nigga hooked like crack
And got an onion, wanna cry when you peel that back
Like this can’t be life I must be dreamin’
I wake up and hit the gym to exercise my demons
Nowadays these niggas switchin’ up just like the seasons
Reps Up, with a punishment that’s there for treason, they won’t even
This is for the ones who doubted
Fuck rapping I’m shoutin’, I’m boomin’, you bouncin’, now witness the movin’ of mountains
Always knew I had this shit to a science
Back when me, Drizzy and Voice, recorded at Bryan’s
Before we called Toronto the six, and Carty was the only nigga from the city puttin’ out hits
Had a list for all the shit I want when I get rich, boss
And this gon’ be the year that the lines get crossed, off
Fuck informants, fuck law enforcement, I wanna fuck four hoes and call it a quartet
Scar from my childhood, I’m scared of divorces
And ’cause of that reason I cannot be yours yet
I wanted to forfeit, I pray to the pulpit
I could of just lost it, I’m fucking exhausted
There’s no more loyalty, gotta be cautious
Not enough soldiers and too many bosses
I paid my part nigga, never been ashamed to say I love my dogs
So where’s your heart nigga? Been there, done that, still rollin’ like I’m on run flats
Minor setback are just setups for major comebacks
Talkin’ bout the six, boy, we built that city
I show the real niggas love, and I got that clearly
I’m slavin’ while you was hatin’ boy, we call that envy
Want that drop can’t stop ’till I cop that Bentley
Stay quiet, boy you livin’ out your broke down Chevy
Gotta lightweight with me but he hold that heavy
Comin’ from where’s [?] and the foes ain’t friendly
Handle like AI and shoot like Reggie
Who gon’ check me

[Outro]
Rather die than live the way you livin’
If we ride ’em ride, that’s on my chariot
Eye for an eye and I ain’t kiddin’
Put on a suit and tie and handle business
And way before Meek switched up I was the realest
In the city, my city still on my fitted
I just want a ménage with all my women
Just wanna touch the stars with all my niggas
And this could be yours, all yours, but you ain’t trippin’
They tryna knock me off, but I ain’t slippin’
All I know is how to get it, all we know is how to win it
Went and copped a Porsche, and wrote this for all my niggas

Lupe Fiasco – Tranquillo (feat. Rick Ross & Big K.R.I.T.)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Peace
No material possessions shall cloud my judgement
As I reach, in an ethereal direction to provide my substance
Love is not found but resides insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed a new light on a new path
I will gain rhythm lose wrath
Attain wisdom and refuse graph
And build upon what I built on
And wisely regulate ’til I do have
‘Cause what is defeat?
But just the evidence of my haste
Lack of preparedness, in my waste
So I wait…
Surround myself with nutrition, wholesomeness and true livin’
Use natural codes of conduct to remove the schism when the roof’s missing
I will pursue felicity, find value in simplicity
Altruism and empathy will be the first thing extended to my enemy
Clarity will be the trademark of my friendships
Just invest in my business
And appreciative of the rarity of my existence

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I got bitches on bitches, all my dreams and my visions
I remember me fishin’ out of canals in the trenches
Now a nigga be flossy, Rolls Royce lookin’ glossy
Quick to put down a demo to get these haters up off me
I like to smoke to myself, I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your daddy was far from perfect, things we did to survive
I just wanted to fly, they always lookin’ down on us
School district full of killers, I mean these niggas ferocious
Only violence and drugs, there was nothin’ for us
All I had was this music, I couldn’t afford to do much

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]
Young nigga say… ball
‘Cause he ain’t really livin’ life ‘less he’s down to roll the dice
Put it all on the line for a couple dollars
And a bad bitch that only think about him if he… call
Is it really worth the time and the effort?
Chasin’ wood grain and the leather
Puttin’ pressure on the pedal, I don’t want the devil
Hopin’ he fall
Feed him to his nonsense, mothafuck a contract
You don’t need a handout, they gon’ bring the bands out
Choppas make ’em stand down, good lord
But you don’t wanna be another nigga
Chase the figures that never really add up
White folk pass your face
Dyin’ in the grass ’cause they wouldn’t call the…. law
‘Cause you’re hooded, Black and they think you’re sellin’ crack
Maybe so, you don’t give a fuck in a rut, nigga
[?] in the street got you stuck, nigga, what, nigga?
Buck, buck, nigga
Buried your partner just the other day knowin’ he was too young
Had a tool, tryna roll on the folk
Let it go on the folk
But he wasn’t down to shoot one
Though the time dead and gone
Is YOLO what we on?
I heard different, it’s never too late to listen
And be reborn
Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
Go be reborn
Peace and understanding is what you should be on

[Hook: Lupe Fiasco]
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout them drugs
I’m talkin’ ’bout that love
For myself and all my niggas
All my bitches and all my thugs, what’s up?
‘Cause I got chillin’ by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout that work
I’m talkin’ ’bout that worth
Of myself and all my niggas
Every diamond came out the dirt, nigga

Jacquees – B.E.D. Pt. 2 (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Aye, aye we only drinkin’ GTV when we a Stunna ya digg what I’m sayin’?
(so much water on me like I’m gettin’ sea sick, It’s the remix)
Jacquees, Huncho, so many chains on me, ‘Dolla $ign
(Nash B chillin’)

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I know you wanna ride
It’s just you and me (skrt)
So wet I wanna dive
Like I’m in the sea (splash)
We livin’ comfortably (yeah)
She get addicted to the palm trees (palm trees)
Imma keep it honestly (honest)
Pull up and the horn beep
She get sting like a bumble bee (sting!)
But she rather be under me
We go to Barbados, we makin’ tornados
She fuckin’ up all the sheets
I ask if she smoke
She told me no
I’m smokin’ up all the weed
The first day I hit it, she tell all her friends
And now they on to me

[Verse 2: Jaquees]
Well I say what it is, whatcha wanna know?
These hoes fallin’ out like dominos
I got diamonds in my piece
Yeah, I got diamonds in my piece
Couple bands from another show
Do it on her now she want some more
They still be lookin’ out for ‘Que
They still be lookin’ out for ‘Que
Broke niggas miss the old me (keep flexing’)
Yeah lil’ shawty couldn’t hold me
I been fucked on the homies
Think it might be the Rollie
Remix on a bihhh
Quavo sangin’ to the bitch
‘Dolla sangin’ to the bitch
I’m Jacquees, I’m tryna hit

[Hook: Jacquees] x2
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B.E.D, grinding slowly
(Ty Dolla Sign)

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla Sign]
Know you wanna ride it
Know you want me deep inside it
Know I be strokin’
Just might motor boat ya
Baby oil
Rub you down in baby oil
Now you shinin’
Look just like a diamond
Young nigga and I’m rich
‘Dolla need a bad bitch
‘Dolla need that new Rolls
With the stars in the ceiling
She promise she can take the D
Promise she won’t catch feelings
"Dolla I can take the D!"
And I won’t tell Jacquees

[Hook: Jacquees & Ty Dolla Sign] x2
I know you wanna love
But I just wanna fuck
And girl you know the deal
I gotta keep it real
I know you wanna see
I know you wanna be
In my B.E.D, grinding slowly
(fast life gettin’ faster, Jacquees say what?)

[Bridge: Jacquees] x4
Rollie wrist, I’m the shit (say yeah)
22 wit no kids (say yeah)
Imma rain on a bitch (say yeah)
Really rain on a bitch (say yeah)

[Outro]
I got diamonds on my Rolex (say yeah)
I got diamonds on my chain (say yeah)
Give her the big dick baby (say yeah)
I’m gon’ pour the champagne (say yeah)
GTV with the Sprite (say yeah)
Tryna put a lil’ ice (say yeah)
I didn’t want you ’till I had ya (say yeah)
Made the bitch a bath (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)
Fast life gettin’ faster (say yeah)

Audio Push – Letter2U

[Verse 1: Oktane]
How do the good girls go bad ?
Do we blame the ex-nigga or the dad ?
Or do we blame the next nigga? Like an ass
Saying everythin you like for a night
Then he hit it, out of sight
Or do we blame the girl that don’t know how to listen?
The one that got hurt, lied, and says she forgives him
Then he work his ass off to see that she don’t trust him
And he becomes an ex because he sees that she don’t love him
Ain’t no love without trust and we know that, that’s fact
Nobody wants a hundred texts asking "Where you at?"
You working and you cooking up cause that’s gon’ get us rich
Hits a switch and turn a good women to a bitter bitch
There were nights I wanted to die and nobody called
I forgot that love hurts every time you fall
One day if you even think about this shit at all
Fuck a fourth bar it don’t even matter
You shattered my soul, I admit it it’s cold
Even though we get older, feeling never gets old
I guess that’s just a letter to you I wrote it in bold
You’ll probably never hear this shit but I gotta let go
I hope you know I love you
No matter how far I am, I’m always thinkin’ of you
Shit, how we get this far apart? I guess I’ll never know
‘Cause you got too much pride to let emotion ever show
One day you’ll let it go
‘Til then I don’t wanna be the one that watch you self-destruct
And I’d be lying if I say that I don’t give a fuck
So I just pray for you, yup, even when it hurts
Still at 5:30 am before you go to work
That kinda love stupid, that kinda love
Now-take-care-of-you-after-rap kinda love
"My-girl-calling-bro-I’ll-hit-you-back" kinda love
Not the bullshit the guys you’re thinking ’bout remind you of
Remember that
I hope you’ll always remember that
You took this shit for granted you can’t get it back
I’ma pull up in that black and you can’t get it back
Yeah, like that

[Verse 2 : Price]
Thinking ’bout waking up to scrambled eggs and turkey bacon grease
Kirk Franklin on full-blast, my granny making me
Clear the table, take the trash out, them was her basic needs
And basically, I was glad to fufill ’em
I guess it’s just a letter to you, I’m missing your soul
Missing you wanting a sip of brew so I got sent to the store
Family trips and barbecue chicken or we go fishing
But if the cash was up we on them late casino missions
I’m on the craps, you was on the slots
I got hit for my cash, you give me another knot, real nigga
Your heart had nothing but love in it
I miss your birthday cards with them two doves in it
Miss you telling me not to let my anger take me over
Or to never quit rapping cause one day I’ll take it over
Want you to know I finally got John on payroll
And Lee Lee had to move again but she okay though
And me and wifey straight, she whipping up alfredo
It his us all pretty hard but we taking the day slow
We gon’t be straight though
Just writing this letter got all of my thoughts clouded
But these beats and this mic is my only outlet
School closed from the Cabazon Outlets, so nostalgic
You said I’m a king and don’t doubt it
I’ma make you the proudest