Christina Milian – Trapped Lyrics




I swear we had it baby
It’s so dramatic lately
I keep on tryin, got me cryin
Seems you want it this way

With every word that you said
I let you play with my head
Your empty promises, so hollow like your broken mind

What if you were my osession
Taking out all my agression
Think that you could handle this
Or deal with it, the way I did (baby)
What if to get your attention
I’d use you for my own affliction
When no one is around, kick you when your down
Tell me, would you like that
(trapped)

After all that you
Put me through do you
Think you got a hold of me (no)
Don’t you know I’d never be
(trapped)

I feel like I was (trapped)
You know you had me (trapped)
And I won’t ever look back, or fall into your trap

It’s like it makes you happy
To shatter all the memories
Until this day they bring me back to how I felt so alone
My battered heart is broken
Our dreams are left unspoken
You took the light right out of me, boy your so cold I’m frozen

What if you were my obession
Taking out all my agression
Think that you could handle this
Or deal with it, the way I did (baby)
What if to get your attention
I’d use you for my own affliction
When no one is around, kick you when your down
Tell me, would you like that
(trapped)

After all that you
Put me through do you
Think you got a hold of me (to)
Don’t you know I’d never be
(trapped)

I feel like I was (trapped)
You know you had me (trapped)
And I won’t ever look back, or fall into your trap

Now that the chains have broken
I have my eyes wide open
Your just a chapter of my life

Forgive my imperfection
You were my weak de-lesson
No tears to cry, I live my life one day at a time

You can’t break
You can’t break
You can’t break me

I won’t let
I won’t let
Let you you take me

You can’t break
You can’t break
You can’t break me

I won’t let
I won’t let
Let you you take me

(trapped)

After all that you
Put me through do you
Think you got a hold of me (no)
Don’t you know I’d never be
(trapped)

I feel like I was (trapped)
You know you had me (trapped)
And I won’t ever look back, or fall into your trap



Hozier – Almost (Sweet Music) Lyrics




[Verse 1]
I came in from the outside
Burnt out from the joy ride
She likes to roll here in my ashes anyway
Played from the bedside
Is “Stella By Starlight”
“That Was My Heart”…
The drums that start off “Night And Day”

[Pre-Chorus 1]
The same kind of music haunts her bedroom
I’m almost me again, she’s almost you

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

[Verse 2]
Tell me who, and I’ll be thanking them
The numbered lovers of Duke Ellington
Do I owe each kiss to lip and cheek as soft
As Chet can sing “Let’s Get Lost”
And “Let The Good Times Roll”
Let “Smoke Rings” from this “Paper, Doll”
Blow sweet and thick ’til every thought of
“It Don’t Mean A Thing”

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’ve got some colour back, she thinks so, too
I laugh like me again, she laughs like you

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

[Bridge]
I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t know where, I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t
I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t know where, I wouldn’t know where
I wouldn’t know

[Verse 3]
“The Very Thought Of You” and “Am I Blue”?
“A Love Supreme” seems far removed
“I Get Along Without You Very Well,” some other nights
The radio news reader chimes
Reporting “Russian Lullabies”
She’ll turn to me awake and ask, Is everything “Alright”

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

[Chorus]
I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me

I wouldn’t know where to start
“Sweet Music” playing “In The Dark”
Be still “My Foolish Heart,”
Don’t ruin this on me


Joywave – Hang With Me Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Will you tell me once again
How we’re gonna be just friends?
If you’re for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me
When my patience wearing thin
When I’m ready to give in
Will you pick me up again?
Then I guess you can hang with me

[Pre-Chorus]
And if you do me right
I’m gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I’m gonna confide in you
I know what’s on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

[Chorus]
Just don’t fall recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it’s gonna be
All heartbreak, blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree you can hang with me

[Verse 2]
When you see me drift astray
Out of touch and out of place
Will you tell me to my face?
Then I guess you can hang with me

[Pre-Chorus]
And if you do me right
I’m gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I’m gonna confide in you
I know what’s on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

[Chorus]
Just don’t fall recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it’s gonna be
All heartbreak, blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree you can hang with me
Just don’t fall recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it’s gonna be
All heartbreak, blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree you can hang with me

Soulja Boy – B With The Wings Lyrics


[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
I’m in the B with the wings
Trap with my nigga, you know that we serve hot wings
Me and my gang on the same team
Trap out the Hellcat, I’m doing my thing
Two hundred fifty thousand, see my Rollie bling
Walk in this bitch, how you ain’t notice me?
Red and green B, like Christmas tree
Walk in this bitch with a stick on me

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Young Drako, nigga I trap out the mansion
Walk in this bitch and my diamond was dancing
Serving that trap out the Phantom
My young nigga rock out like Marilyn Manson
Young Drako nigga, serve percocets and I serve xannies
Fuckin’ your bitch, she hopped out her panties
Sippin’ on lean, it tasting like candy
Lil nigga, sit down, I know you can’t stand me

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
I’m in the B with the wings
Trap with my nigga, you know that we serve hot wings
Me and my gang on the same team
Trap out the Hellcat, I’m doing my thing
Two hundred fifty thousand, see my Rollie bling
Walk in this bitch, how you ain’t notice me?
Red and green B, like Christmas tree
Walk in this bitch with a stick on me

[Verse 2: Lil Mosey]
Walk in this bitch with a whole lot of bands
They say I made it, they say I’m the man
My niggas shooting, Afghanistan
Walk in the crib and I pop a xan
Last year, they used to hate on me, two-tone on me (Oh)
Three bands and Gucci on me, y’all niggas chasing some money
I’m on a private jet straight to the moon
Talking bout money, Balenci’ my shoes
Ice on my neck, got me feeling so cool
Just got a million, I know what to do

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
I’m in the B with the wings
Trap with my nigga, you know that we serve hot wings
Me and my gang on the same team
Trap out the Hellcat, I’m doing my thing
Two hundred fifty thousand, see my Rollie bling
Walk in this bitch, how you ain’t notice me?
Red and green B, like Christmas tree
Walk in this bitch with a stick on me


​iLoveMakonnen – I REMEMBER Lyrics


I just, think about all my past times
Get on these fuckin’ tracks and make these words rhyme
I don’t even sell no dimes, cause I do not have no time
But I used to reminisce when me and my homies was on the grind
All the time, tryna shine cause we need them new things
Now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with 6 chains
I don’t even give a fuck, used to have a black truck
All the way in zip codes that I do not go no mo
Oh shit, I got shows every motherfuckin’ weekend
Me and my best friends ain’t fuckin’ speakin
‘
Got friends from down under arrivin’ in the morning
Tell ’em that Makonnen is the best thing goin
Worldwide, now you know it, finally I can show it
Young boy in the city lookin’ like I’m fuckin’ growin’
All the way with the moon, ocean sun when it be snowin
‘
I don’t know how I got it, I’m so thankful for the flowin’
My friends, once again, when they come back around
I remember all night, we was sellin’ that brown
To some motherfuckin’ junkies, I was actin’ like a monkey
Swingin’ off them god damn trees
Makin’ hunnid of them things
All damn night with the white, now a nigga barely see
Any type of fuckin’ drugs, who the fuck is me?
I just once was a young boy, on the fuckin’ corner
Sellin’ all this dope from Atlanta to California
And now I brought it back all the way to the West
Cuz them niggas in the East said that I was one of the best
So I’m like, let me go, see if the rumors true
When I step off in the room, niggas be mad at who?
When I step in studios, niggas tryna sound like who, now
God damn, I ride around in black fuckin’ coupes now
Don’t even need to pick it up
Nigga come deliver me
Feel like i’m dominos the way they fucking playing me
Oh shit is a game
Nigga love my last name
Girls want my last name
I switch them with my last game
Hit em with some new shit
Like how the fuck he do it
I remember being in church staring at the pool pissed
Like goddamn that water could make me feel stronger
Then i see that preacher daughter get killed by a gang banger
On the fucking corner and em girls was out here singing songs
Bout sweet jesus and how he was gon come back home
Put my whole family on as they fucking waiting
Niggas on the east side out here still hating
Cause they know that i’m great when i’m came from the south
Now i’m hottest in the north ain’t shit else to talk bout
I’m like damn Uncle Sam who the fuck is donald trump
These niggas done fucked up
Presidents be going up
Now the life in america is all about the money have no time for no jokes
Man ain’t seeing shit funny when my friends fucking dying and drugs fucking colliding everyday in communities
Bitches wanna do me
Niggas out here shooting bullets when we riding pass i’m like oh shit what happened i forgot about my dad
Cause that nigga did me wrong way back in ‘96 now i’m feeling like a bad dog
Looking like michael vick
Out here switching fucking teams can’t find my fucking path
I’m on the fucking road feeling so damn glad
That i have fucking twice another day at life
I remember last week when i felt like a bum
Shit be fucking popping now like a nigga is bubble gum
I remember being so broke i couldn’t afford no bubble yum
Now i’m see now and laters riding around in the latest jaguars supercars saying i’m a super star
And my mom came to my release
Thank god for warner but
Man i never swore that i would leave california
When i was young i felt dumb thought i had to be gang banging
Out here fucking slanging drugs but now all these songs i’m singing
I can’t think about no hook
History about these books all i know is fucking dope fiends and a few crooks that fucking switch they ways off in the usa
Now i feel like gps when i’m using that waze
In the app i can snap on any fucking rap but a nigga hate on me at the same time give me dap
I used to be a young fool now i’m feeling smarter
Goddamn thank god im feeling like a scholar
Didn’t go to college unless it was for beauty
Now the girls love me they want me out in movies
I done sign a stupid deal with a new agency
Hope they put me on a fucking tv show on channel E
Goddamn i’m entertaining oh shit ain’t complaining
Cause the money that i’m making is enough to buy jamaica uh
I love it but sometimes i dont uh
I think i’ll stay but sometimes i won’t
I swear that i should leave what’s is up my sleeve
Everybody hating, hating on me
So i fly all the time when i look at the moon
I remember being home making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember when i was young making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making all these songs back in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making songs in my room

With my dogs little two pit bulls
Man one of them just died i swear this shit ain’t cool
I been hurting so bad i can’t even call my dad
Thank god i got my mom hope that she ain’t feeling sad
Bout them rumors going round in the town
What they saying that i’m fucking new asian that i’m looking like satan
All i’m doing is K and the coke all night
I’m like momma no i’m not but she know i sold that white
So it might not sound to fucking far fetch
Plus you losing all this weight
Man you looking kinda sick
I’m like man no i’m not i be running in the morning
I’m practicing for the world stage so i can put a show on that is as good as beyoncé
Look for my fiancé
Retire off this rap shit
Chillin in a bungalow
Goddamn dont need no hoes
I just need the fucking cash
I remember being broke couldn’t afford fucking the dash
That’s the of us that be riding on western ave
I remember being down there crying for my dad
He like fuck you im leaving
I was out there weeping
Now i’m the man from akron to Cleveland
And beyond doing songs you know i can fucking snap
I be out here looking in the audience waiting for claps
But these niggas don’t give me claps
They just give me stank eye
So i’ve hit them with that whip
Cook that chicken one time
Now your girl said she wanna meet a kid backstage
I know what she really want just to hit it backstage and fuck around and break a condom so she could have my child and when a nigga fall off she said that i ain’t shit now
But i never will fall off cause i never got on
I’m the same little kid making songs in my room
Now when i fucking fly i just stare at the room at the moon in my room
At the same time im feeling like a bride and a groom
Why won’t somebody come and marry me
I been smoking all night i should fucking pay the fee to the goddamn smokers club weight i be be going up
Goddamn nobody fuck with me since i haven’t been going up on a fucking tuesday but i got new news today
I can make plenty songs slow it down anyway
All in the usa they know that i’m leaving soon
I remember making songs staring at the moon in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon cause i remember making songs in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon
Cause i remember being alone
Just making these songs in my room
Making these songs in my room
I remember being alone in my room
Starting at the moon


Drake – Forever (Remix) Lyrics


[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Shit, nigga, this what I does
I sware I ain’t lyon, like this is my cubs
This is my club, and I’m dirty in the summer, bitch
Weezy F Baby, and I lookin like I does some shit
You ain’t know nothin bitch, you better know who you fuckin with
Try to fuck me, I kill you, and who you comin with
No homo, T, I had to go stupid
I’m on the high heals, but I am no Cupid
Hollands Avinue, ridin with the roof gone
On the Mayback, 2 tone, and my rymms are too brown
That mean they 24s, boy, what you on
I’m richer than a bitch without the gray coupon
I’m talkin out of my head, I make a blue eyed bitch just admire my red
I’m a Blood, motherfucker, a Blood, motherfucker
Forever like ETC peariods, good, motherfucker

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 2: Drake]
I’m so unsigned, it would blow one’s mind
Cause every single record I am so unkind
There is no holes bard, there is no love lost
Nigga, this that crack and you know rugs cost
So PAY UP, I don’t think you will ever find another nigga like me
Never LIE, I got everything I tell them I got
This young nigga show boat like I’m sellin a yacht
Who else tryna smoke, me too
Cause take my mind off the Pressure, that’s what Weed do
Your girl wetter than the bottom of a Ski-do
And take a bitch from any nigga is what we do
So bite down, hoe, or get the right dentist
I told Wayne I’m going in, like a life sentence
And understand, I send shots at who it’s meant for
Never had a mentor, coppy that, 10 4

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
Kidd Kidd!
Put on my OJ gloves, I’m gonna kill this shit
Make a plumber throgh his plundger, I can’t deal with this shit
You say I’m throghed off, I stay on pitch
The flow ain’t formal, I don’t slack on shit
Bitch, I’m back on my shit, like a fly
Since you ain’t fly, throgh you off the roof, fly
Like Pooky, take a Dooky on a rap producer, throgh the trash out the window like Lukey
To a shark, you just Sooshy
You ain’t hard, you cucci
Wally, Oochi, so this newborn booty
I say I’m movin slow, I’m just thinkin fast
Look back, I ain’t behind you, about to lap your ass
And I’m gonna rest up, till my times up
I be the tech chef, all my beef prime cut
This ain’t chorus lines, nigga, your choruses lyon
Cause the only point you ever gained, was a one

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man


Eamon – Born and Bred Lyrics


Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

The fifth borough, late night on the corner, mob ties, everybody’s gotta line of order
Wu-Tang shout when the party jump off
Staten Island struggle on the bridge bodies jump off
It’s a whole new world. Everybody see the pain, little boy, little girl
Sunday dinner, old school thinker, everybody know the code when the feds linger

It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

Ooh tell me where you get a better slice
Where you get a piece of the pie that’s realer than the apple
The last borough to hold the yuppies off, when you mingle with the people then you feel the old New York
Jesus Christ, will You save this island
I stopped counting how many kids I grew up with are dead forever or dads locked up in penitentiaries doing dimes or better

It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire


Cuban Doll – Cap Lyrics


[Intro]
Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
B-Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch

[Verse]
Boss Bitch, to broke niggas I’m acting funny
Get the fuck up from me if yeen tryna spend no money
Broke niggas can’t flex, or get a crum from me
Blue hundred dollar bills keep a check on me
I’m just flexing on my ex and you next homie
I been shitting on bitches since I fucking started
And it’s smoke up in the air like a bitch farted
Big 40 on me incase a bitch get retarteded
Ion think she want the smoke better call Molly
Big horses on me like ion do the drama
Bitches still tryna figure me out
They want the lifestyle
Want me to stop right now
But I done made a million dollars before I ever hit the top
New album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best believe it ain’t for free though
Yea and you a broke ass bitch
Taking pictures with that shit
But we know who it is
And you get treated like a kid like the bitch that you is
Lil crib that you in
Big shit that you miss
Ian spitting no diss
I’m just spitting them facts, know these hoes is wack
No clap back you mad
I got more ass than Kash
Then ya mom and ya dad
Bitch get in ya bag
(and you a broke ass bitch)
Bitch step up ya cash
(and you ain’t on shit)
Low class you trash
(and I be shitting on bitches)
All my bitches is bad, yours going out sad
Bitch get in ya bag
(and you a broke ass bitch)
Bitch step up ya cash
(and you ain’t on shit)
Low class you trash
(and I be shitting on niggas)
All my bitches is bad, yours going out sad
Bitch get in ya bag

[Outro]
Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
B-Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch


KSI – King Kong Lyrics


[Intro: KSI]
Walking in the club
Women’s all I see
As I give my ring A rub

[Chorus: KSI]
Got these couples looking nice and sweet
Got this granny walking down the street
Got my mama looking cool
Fuck that bitch with my king kong

[Verse 1: KSI]
I got these kids walking out of school
Oh no, here we go
Avacado on a roll
Dick so big
Check my jig
Cut these girls
On my paul
Walking with the swagger
With the moves like jagger
Got these cheecks
On the stagger
As I roll With Matt Dagger

[Verse 2: Randolph]
My dicks so long
I can use it as a metronome
Last week I was involved in a water fight
No need for a pisytol I just wrap my arm around my pipe
And take a piss
But this is black and white
We got the biggest dicks in history
My dad sued the doctor on the day that I was born
The bitch got my dick thinking it was my umbilical cord
This si big dick music and no, we dont stop

[Chorus: KSI]
Got these couples looking nice and sweet
Got this granny walking down the street
Got my mama looking cool
Fuck that bitch with my king kong

Curren$y – Plan Of Attack Lyrics


[Verse 1]
I came for the dough, you came for the hoes
We ain’t on the same thing
You got side bitches attracted to bus times
You got [?] noticing plane [?]
She paid me for all the gang that I gave her
That’s simple and plain
Mama, I put you on like some [?]
I can put you on, carve you out a lane
A avenue to go get paid
Big lights on the centre stage
Got a duffle bag full of paper
Cross the bag sea like a 12 gauge
Now I lay it down, lay it down whenever the G’s around
I set them a pile that’s on the ground
Then I step off into the town

[Chorus]
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at
We’ll put them haters on your back
Haters’ll never get through all that
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at, nigga
We’ll be on a vacation
And you’ll be nervous, hyperventilating

[Verse 2]
My niggas, they my niggas
Stayed my brothers, never turned my back on ’em
King shit, yeah, Machiavelli
Sure to the sure, no black on ’em
Got a hood bitch who head so good
I can’t front, I had to double back on her
Dope boy, a real dope boy
You see [?], I spit crack on it
Puff that, pass that
Even though the doctor say it’s bad for me
Mama said I’m hard headed
Had to take a chance for that cash money
Crashed on me, knocked me
Hit the plug, guarded me a three piece
Smoke ash, straight gas, only strong, Hercules, Hercules
Trapstar gone getting on a mission
Motherfucker waiting for it
No fronts, pay up front, cold world
Nana say she praying for me
Wrist game, sick man, whip game, make that bounce
I’m rich, bitch, Rick James
For the pain smoke me a ounce

[Chorus]
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at
We’ll put them haters on your back
Haters’ll never get through all that
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at, nigga
We’ll be on a vacation
And you’ll be nervous, hyperventilating

[Verse 3]
On a creek, keep quiet
Real niggas move in silence
All my niggas out here wilin’
We in the streets steady mobbin’
Super villain, I’m a problem
Lil fuck boys don’t want no problems
Hating on me ’cause a nigga shining
Chain got the water, wet diamonds
Couldn’t get a bag with ’em
Now I’m touching bands on my own without ’em
All my hoes done got finer
Loud packs done got louder
Bust up like scarface
First you get the money then the power
Making racks every hour
Real nigga, never been a coward
I got the juice like Bishop
Call my haters up if there’s a issue
Ain’t shit for me to push up on you
Set check you with the pistol
In the kitchen with the cook up
Residue on the dishes
Garbage bag full of money
Counting hundreds up, getting to the riches

[Chorus]
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at
We’ll put them haters on your back
Haters’ll never get through all that
Checking them tracks, collecting my racks
And planning the tax wherever you at, nigga
We’ll be on a vacation
And you’ll be nervous, hyperventilating


CupcakKe – Squidward Nose Lyrics


[Chorus]
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose

[Verse 1]
My eyelash flew off
When I saw that dick was too soft (What the fuck?)
Need a dick like Rick Ross
Or Dora the Explorer get lost
Get in my zone, I’m ass naked at home
He knowin’ just when I’m on
I post it up like Malone
Get so much neck, it’s wrong
That I should smell like cologne
Swallow this dick, it’s gone
He’s searching for it on Chrome

[Chorus]
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose

[Verse 2]
This pussy have yo’ nigga leavin’ you hurt (Uh-huh)
Make him step out on you like phones ringin’ at church (He gone)
At The Drake Hotel so you know we on dirt
Call it “Views from The Six” when he lookin’ up my skirt (Uh)
Roses are red, violets are blue
All about the head like I’m in beauty school (Uh-huh)
I said roses are red, might turn your balls blue
‘Cause if it ain’t enough spit then my snot comin’ through
Sex occasion, nipples like raisins
I black out on that dick but my cum is caucasian
Told me to face it, went down like the basement
Don’t nut in my hole, I do not want your glazin’
Suckin’ on that dick made my lipstick slip off (Uh)
So can I wear your cum as clear lipgloss? (Uh)
Make you work that dick like I’m the big boss (Uh)
Call me Serena back and forth with his balls

[Chorus]
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose

[Verse 3]
Wanna fuck another girl, nigga are you dumb? (Dummy)
I’m a Gemini so that’s really a threesome (Yeah)
Rubbin’ on your dick ’til my fingers numb
Big pussy, it don’t come with a cherry, I got a plum (Ooh)
Yeah, daddy, daddy, yeah I like it like that (I do)
I’m hittin’ more positions than Ray J hat
I’m ridin’ on your dick ’til your dick get a flat
I’m ’bout to lay your ass down like a fuckin’ door mat (Uh-huh)
Peanut butter jelly all in my belly-belly
Rated R, no Kelly
Ate his meat like a deli
Don’t moan, you can spare me
‘Cause your breath kinda smelly
Yeah, my pussy always screamin’ “it’s hot in here” like Nelly
Throw up on that dick then I lick it up
Poor kitty-kitty but I’m rich as fuck
Magician with the titties, told him pick a cup
I got that pothole pussy, yeah the dick was stuck

[Chorus]
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose
His dick smaller than my toes
Yeah, yes, smaller than my toes
His dick smaller than my toes
I’d rather ride Squidward nose


Watsky – Whitecaps Lyrics


[Chorus]
She’s capsizing and the sea keeps rising and my kneecaps start to shake
If I can’t save us, will the sea come take us when the whitecaps start to break?
Women and children
First sight of the new world

[Post-Chorus]
We tried a lot, she cried a lot
She said the struggle is no more
We act the part, I cracked her heart
Am I still one of the good ones?
(That’s a good one)

[Verse 1]
You wanna brawl and crawl back into bed
But I can’t move at all, I’m stalled and in my head
I’m out here playin’ dead, we are not fit to duel
Our parents gave us different pistols, taught us different rules
Your father was cruel, this man you resent
Is despite your best intentions what I represent
I say it isn’t right, you say you always right
Be prepared to fight (Be prepared to fight)

[Chorus]
She’s capsizing and the sea keeps rising and my kneecaps start to shake
If I can’t save us, will the sea come take us when the whitecaps start to break?
Women and children
First sight of the new world

[Post-Chorus]
The taste of cocaine
Dixieland of pain, King James, Frank Ocean, and Boy Scouts
History’s strange, rearranged plays
(James Franco, take it, missed it now)
(That’s a good one)

[Verse 2]
It’s sick, the way we fight and spit
Somehow we find each other even when we’re trying to quit
‘Cause right behind our shit we like each other quite a bit
But I might admit, it’s pitiful the way the line was split
A hundred thousand years and we’re still trying to find the clit
But we don’t have an ending yet we get to write the script
It isn’t gonna do to move our lips, we prove it with the chips

[Chorus]
She’s capsizing and the sea keeps rising and my kneecaps start to shake (Women and children)
If I can’t save us, will the sea come take us when the whitecaps start to break? (Women and children)
She’s capsizing and the sea keeps rising and my kneecaps start to shake (Women and children)
If I can’t save us, will the sea come take us when the whitecaps start to break? (Women and children)

[Outro]
First sight of the new world
First sight of the new world
First sight of the new world
First sight of the new world


Bhad Bhabie – Babyface Savage Lyrics


[Intro]
(Pliznaya, Pliznaya, Pliznaya)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die

[Verse 1: Bhad Bhabie]
Drop a little check, get active, action
Babyface savage, gon’ pull up blastin’
Drop top comin’ down Sunset, smashin’
Drop top comin’ down Sunset, smashin’
Magic with the ratchet, make these bitches disappear
Itty bitty bitches in my mentions, listen here
Itty bitty bitch, I run the city like the mayor
The bitch with the red ponytail in her hair (In her hair)
Ridin’ this beat like a motherfuckin’ snare
Playin’ with the bands like a bankroll (Bankroll)
Pockets full of huncho, hundos (Boom, boom)
Gotta keep the nine like Rondo
Cop a new condo, pronto
Rollin’ Backwoods, no Fronto, fuck no
Been had the juice, ten shots out the Bronco
Your bitch mad ’cause she ain’t the one, though
(The one though, bitch)

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie]
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Get, get, get, get
Stones in the Cartier, hoes get naughtier
.44 leave a lil’ hole in everybody here
Money, hoes, bitches, got more than everybody here
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
‘Fore I get up out of here, we gon’ let up out of here
Them broke hoes came to fuck, gon’ get a body here
Had a redhead with me, it ain’t no Lil Yachty here
41 millimeter face, first 48
Bust down, water got it floodin’ out the Rollie face
Money made, more to make, lot of hoes, more to take
New car, stolen plates, fast like Golden State
Nigga trippin’, tell him he can get it by the shoulder blade
AK chopper, my bitch, we should go on dates
30 in the dirty on my hip, goin’ both ways
I’ve been up four days, trappin’ out the hallway

[Chorus: Bhad Bhabie & Tory Lanez]
Comin’ out hard like ’88 (It’s Tory), make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die
Comin’ out hard like ’88, make a bitch levitate
Babyface savage, bitch, I don’t play Patty Cake
Charms in the carrot cake, carats in the Patek face
Cop a new coupe, no top, that’s the Cali’ way
Drop a lil’ check, everybody lit (Lit)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody rich (Rich)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody slide (Slide)
Drop a lil’ check, everybody die


Watsky – What Goes Up Lyrics


[Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1]
If you tell me I’m the one
While we’re lying in the sun
Would you sign it on a piece of paper?
Do you know what you’re about?
Could we live beyond our doubts
In a world where we don’t need erasers?
Could you ever love a thief?
Can I steal away your grief
And suspend your disbelief?
Let’s put on a show
‘Cause it’s never what you say
No, it’s always in the way
That you say what you mean
Oh, oh, oh
Wrap your legs around my back
And hold me tight until we’re talkin’ in tongues
Then when we pass the spirit
We can yell forever at the top of our lungs

[Pre-Chorus]
Just float
Just float
Just float

[Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay

[Verse 2]
Don’t sweat the goons
All we do is crack a smile
When we hear ’em callin’
“You should go get a room”
Every stop to think the pollen in the air
Is from all the flowers fuckin’ each other?
But why not let them bloom?
Let’s get consumed
Outside, outside, outside
Inside o’ you
So forget me not
We’re doin’ trust falls
Up at the mountaintop
C’mon, don’t let me drop
Now that we’ve found a spot
And when we swung high on the pendulum
We just hung there in the sky

[Pre-Chorus]
Just float
Just float
Just float

[Chorus]
It’s too nice out
Let’s play hooky
And get high ’til we both float away
We won’t show today
Doesn’t matter what they say
What goes up can stay

Watsky – Feels Alright Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Did the bull crush me or do I still give a fuck?
Is my heart ripped out or just shriveled up?
Add water and it’s back like a brine shrimp
Rob, pimp, fuck, steal, murder, limp by, scrimp
Welcome to your life, kid, rock bottom shithole
Grab a shovel, dig down, try to hit coal
Santa’s in the North Pole doing fentanyl
No more good little boys so he meant to kill himself
But he couldn’t find a vein with the hot steel
He couldn’t find himself at all, bitch, he’s not real

[Chorus]
Does it feel fucked up?
Does it feel fucked up?
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Does it feel fucked up?
Does it feel fucked up?

[Verse 2]
I’d be real dumb if I seem super
Every day we’re diggin’ out our souls with an ice cream scooper
Visine might clean our tears
But I fear you’d be worse off if your sight’s clear
Don’t like the view here, all my pyros
Go fill your eye droppers up with some nitro’
‘Glycerin, discipline, steady with the hand
Wanna have your mind blown, ready for a bang?
Eyes wide open, let me know what you hear
Might be a slight ringin’ in your ears

[Refrain]
It’s check-in time, how does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it feel? (How does it feel?)
How does it feel? (Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh?)
Feels alright
Feels alright
Feels alright

[Outro]
Pretty nice, huh?
We can go on for days like that


Watsky – Fuck It Up Lyrics


[Intro]
Oh no, hey
Oh no, hey

[Chorus]
Excuse me while I fuck it up
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
Excuse me while I fuck it up
Fuckin’

[Verse 1]
Wanna crash in slow-mo (Oh no)
Repeat our patterns and blow, oh no
I’m all plaid, you’re all mad
The amateur saboteur’s ’bout to go pro
What I know is that the people aren’t runnin’ the show
Any minute to another they come and they go
And they never gonna get what the government owe
So do what you gotta to pick up enough of the dough
I don’t see the benefit of us comin’ to blows
Give it a second, honey, I bet I’ll be stubbin’ my toe
What we got doesn’t come by a lot
So we shoot every shot to work it out
But I’m dumb in love, out of touch
Is it too much or not enough?

[Chorus]
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
Please excuse me while I fuck it up
I was just getting to know you

[Verse 2]
Wanna burn the house down (Oh yeah)
Pack up and get outta town (Oh yeah)
Drive without turning around
Arrive ridin’ the waves and hold hands while we drown
Ain’t no limit, never heard of high ceilings
Never timid, it’s a certified G thing
Even after getting thirty-five bee stings
Still the motherfucker wouldn’t hurt a fly’s feelings
But being nice is sometimes not so nice
It’s not so nice, no, no (Nice)
Got dropped, didn’t stop
I was caught up in my life like
Hey, batter batter, hey, batter batter
Hey, better suck it up, buttercup
But I’d rather not look sharp
I was lookin’ out for love and I puckered up
Better buckle up ’cause I fuck it up again and again
And I’m sick of thinking of my stupid-ass heart each time

[Pre-Chorus]
Every time, every time, every time
Every time, every time, every time
Every time, every time, every time

[Chorus]
Excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Please excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Please excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Again
Fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Excuse me while I fuck it up (Every time, every time, every time)
Again

[Outro]
Yeah
Hey
Hey, again
Hoo

Comethazine – GUSHER GUTS Lyrics


[Intro]
Bitch, yeah, ayy, bitch
Is that Shoki on the beat?
I just left London, I just left London
Ayy, yeah (Bitch), ayy, ooh (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

[Verse]
The whole damn gang, dumb, dumb, and dumbass
Pull up on them and I’m letting the gun blast
I got like forty-five left in this Glock
This is my mop and it hold fifty shots
I took that Lambo’ right off of the lot
And did the dash, I had to run from the cops
Double the cup that I’m pourin’ the drop
And drink it fast, bitch, I be sippin’ a lot
Put fifty-thousand dollars on a watch
And spent the bag just to look down at this clock
Watch me turn up on these niggas
Got ’em mad, now they wishin’ a nigga would stop
When I run down on a nigga
I do him bad, yeah I knock his ass right out his socks
Don’t try to clown me, lil’ nigga
You wasting your time and I wish that you niggas would stop

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt


Waka Flocka Flame – Turn Up Lyrics


[Intro]
Fatality
Whoo Kid
Silence
Fatality

[Chorus]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down

[Post-Chorus]
(Whoo Kid), turn up
Turn up
(Whoo Kid)
Turn up

[Interlude]
Fatality
Woo

[Verse]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
All I wanna do is party, my head keep on spinnin’ ’round
Baby girl, why don’t you bust me, drop it to the ground

[Chorus]
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
I be divin’ in the crowd, shake my dreads, actin’ wild
Came through lit to blow loud, too turned up, I can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down, can’t turn down
Can’t turn down, down, down, down (Let’s get ready to rumble)

[Post-Chorus]
Turn up
Up
Up
Turn up
Up
Up
Up

[Outro]
Fatality


Waka Flocka Flame – Frosted Leaf Lyrics


[Intro]
Whoo Kid
DatPiff.com world premiere

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
I’ma throw some good vibes out there
So won’t nobody be trippin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
Don’t you wanna go there?
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Verse: Tony Yayo]
Hawaiian snow under the microscope
Greenhouse, Red Light, about to eat smoke
No laws, I feel so free there
Zero violence, weed all in the air
I’m ’bout to hit Bob Marley’s shop
Roll a big spliff with some Guinness style
No cameras in the Red Light
And them girls get tested by the government, and every night
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show
Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho
Roll up, I feel so free here
Bongs made of ice, smoke the best weed here
But it’s time to leave here
Next stop London, bruv got a nigga in
And I left 50 bags in the ‘telly
To call my office up, just to fuckin’ tell me

[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
You know, they thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in the Grand Hotel
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know, but…
They called me up to tell me I left my weed
I was in London, I can’t bring that shit on the plane, you know?
Whoo Kid

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
Wanna go somewhere
Where all my niggas is just livin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Outro: Watch The Duck & Waka Flocka Flame]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Brick Squad!
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoo Kid
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Fatality


Ann Marie – Hennessy Lyrics


2 in the mornin’
I’m still recording
Thinking ’bout you got me losin’ my focus
Wish you were here so we could get on it
Sippin’ this hennessy got me so horny
Got me drunk texting you
Telling you all the things i’ma do
I’m getting wet from the thought of you
I’m on my way to you

Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy

If it looks this good then imagine how it tastes
I’ve been smokin’ weed and drinkin’ hennessy without no chase
Boy the things that i’ma do to you
I swear that you can’t take
When i drop my clothes and sit it on your face

The sounds i make
Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy
Sound like a melody
The sounds that i make when you enter me
Let’s get high boy and just vibe
Fuckin’ to this beat got us goin’ all night
Those are the thoughts goin’ through my mind
Of this, of this hennessy

Sigrid – Budapest Lyrics


[Hook]
My house in Budapest, my
My hidden treasure chest
Golden grand piano
My beautiful Castillo

[Refrain]
You, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all

[Verse 1]
My acres of a land
That I’ve achieved
It may be hard for you to
Stop and believe

[Refrain]
But for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
But, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all

[Chorus]
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

[Verse 2]
My many artifacts
The list goes on
If you just say the words, I’ll
I’ll up and run

[Refrain]
Oh, to you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
Oh, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all

[Chorus]
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away, oh-oh-oh
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, oh-oh-ooh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-ooh

[Verse 3]
My friends and family
They, don’t understand
They fear they’ll lose so much
If you take my hand
But for you–
My friends and family
They, don’t understand
They fear they’ll lose so much
If you take my hand

[Refrain]
But for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d lose it all
But for you, ooh, you, oh

[Chorus]
And now, give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away, oh-oh-oh
Give me one good reason
Why I should never make a change
Baby, if you hold me
Then all of this will go away

[Hook]
My house in Budapest, my
My hidden treasure chest
Golden grand piano
My beautiful Castillo

[Refrain]
You, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all
Oh, for you, ooh, you, ooh
I’d leave it all

Depeche Mode – Something to Do Lyrics


[Verse 1: Dave Gahan]
My little girl, won’t you come with me?
Come with me
And tell me

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Verse 2: Dave Gahan]
I’m going crazy with boredom
Come with me
And tell me

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Verse 3: Dave Gahan]
Grey sky over a black town
I can feel depression all around
You’ve got your leather boots on

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Interlude]

[Verse 4: Dave Gahan]
I can’t stand another drink
It’s surprising this town doesn’t sink
You’ve got your leather boots on

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Verse 5: Dave Gahan]
Your pretty dress is oil stained
From working too hard for too little
You’ve got your leather boots on

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Interlude]

[Verse 6]
You’re feeling the boredom too
I’d gladly go with you
I’d put your leather boots on

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Verse 7: Dave Gahan]
I’d put your pretty dress on

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?
Is there something to do?

[Chorus: Martin L. Gore]
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?)
(Is there something to do?)

Watsky – Limo 4 Emos Lyrics


Limo 4 emos ×3
I’ll pick you up ×3
Limo 4 emos×2
(Let’s go!)
You’ve got knives in your broken heart
I’m outside in my go-cart
So cuff your last pair
And put up your black hair
In a bun
And come fast
We can run like mascara
You got force like Joan of Arc
And he falls short like Bonaparte
You deserve greater
I know I’m no not savior
But I’m here right now
So let’s go
Kinda feels like we’ve been running every day of our lives
And shattering hearts
And having ours cracked
But if you went and threw the broken hearts in a pile
And add to the stack
Then what do you have
You in the black
Deep in the red
If you’re in your bed then you should come meet me instead
And out of the misery you know you’ve got a friend
Said you got me
(You got me)
(Can’t break you down)
I’ll pick you up ×5
(Limo 4 emos ×2)
I’ll pick you up ×5
Anytime anywhere
Cry and I’ll be right there
(Let’s go!)
They want us moving at the speed of light
But we won’t hurry
Let’s hit the city and stay out so late
That it gets early
Like early on when we were living on the cheapest thrills
Because the town we fell in love with has the steepest hills
But those downs rebound to ups
Tried to push dad’s coup and torch the clutch
And they built us with extra gears
And our cars run on ex’s tears
Last night I realized I’m still sleeping on my mattress edge
Saving room for someone who’s not coming back to bed
But if we meet
I got room here in the shotgun seat
But if you’d rather take the keys
Please, I’ll put up my feet
We pay taxes
We live frugal
Wear new suits
To old friends’ funerals
Have true loves until they’re false
[But when you’re down
(I’ll pick you up)]×5
Cry and I’ll be right there
I’ll pick you up ×5
{Cry and I’ll be right there
[(Let’s go!)
(Limo 4 emos)]×3}x2
Limo 4 emos

KYLE – Playinwitme (Korean Remix) Lyrics


[Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’?
You been on that new stuff
I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
I don’t got the time for that
Might need me a refund, haha
I’ma need that time back

[Verse 1: KYLE]
You say you’ll try
I’ve heard that line a thousand times before
I’m not sad, I’m not cryin’
If you mad, that’s fine, but I think that I should go
Yeah, why you tryna play me?
You bein’ a different you and I’m bein’ the same me
You coulda had Gucci, but now that’s Old Navy
And your homegirl wanna date me, she shady, baby

[Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? (yeah, yeah)
You been on that new stuff
I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me? (With me, with me)
I don’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund, yeah
I’ma need that time back

[Verse 2: Jay Park]

[Chorus: Jay Park]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’?
You been on that new stuff
And I been on that same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
I ain’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund
‘Cause I’ma need that time back

[Post-Chorus: KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’?
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’?

[Bridge: Jay Park & KYLE]
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’? Yeah
Who? Yeah
Yeah
I been on the same shit

[Chorus: Jay Park, KYLE, Jay Park & KYLE]
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
Girl, who are you playin’ wit’?
You been on that new stuff
And I been on the same shit
Girl, why are you playin’ wit’ me?
I don’t got no time for that
Might need me a refund (refund)
I’ma need that time back, yeah

[Outro: KYLE]
Da-da-da


Billie Eilish – WHEN I WAS OLDER Lyrics


[Chorus]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea
But now I’m underwater
And my skin is paler
Than it should ever be
Mhm

[Verse]
I’m on my back again
Dreaming of a time and place
Where you and I remain the best of friends
Even after all this ends
Can we pretend?
I’m on my-
I’m on my back again
It seems more and more
Like all we ever do is see
How far it bends
Before it breaks in half and then
We bend it back again

[Pre-Chorus]
Guess I got caught in the middle of it
Yes I’ve been taught, got a little of it
In my blood, in my blood
Memories burn like a forest fire
Heavy rain turns any funeral pyre
Tonight, in the flames

[Chorus]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea
But now I’m underwater
And my skin is paler
Than it should ever be

[Bridge]
I’m watching movies back to back
In black and white, I never
Seen everybody do it like I do it any better
Then going over you, I’m overdue for no endeavors
Nobody lonely like I’m lonely and I don’t know whether
You’d really like it in the limelight
You’d sympathize with all the bad guys
I’m still a victim on my own right
But I’m the villain in my own eyes

[Outro]
When I was older
I was a sailor
On an open sea

Aminé – Hungry Hippo (Remix) Lyrics


[Intro]
Let’s just
Let’s ju-
Let’s just do this and quit acting like
We ain’t got life
Let’s just do this
It’s the remix baby (let’s just do this)

[Chorus]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it”
Amine might just steal your girl
If you call me Trey Songz I don’t mind it
Trying, west side n***a I am
Liking, the way that you move
The way that you move
It’s the way that you move

[Verse]
I’m on south beach
Tryna leave
High as hell need vacancy
Got a flight that I gotta catch
So sober up for security
You know TSA don’t play
These rappers get the pj
But they don’t make pj weight
It’s sad cause it’s so fake
My nigga why you
Fucking your commas up?
Spending a grand on lunch
You gonna be broke with that kinda stuff
You ain’t even bought your mama shit
But you gotta spend cause you wanna look rich
This LA living got you changing
You out here shining on these niggas like you stainless
You out here ballin on these niggas, Calvin Cambridge
Aye tell me, is this life you live worth it?
Does the ice you rock make you painless?

[Outro]
She likes my diamonds and my pearls
I said “thanks my girl designed it”


Migos – Call Mama Lyrics


[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard

[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you

[Verse 1: Quavo]
I just want to see lil’ mama
Bounce that ass like a drummer
Because I got an anaconda
She do what ever I wanna
I wanna go and tell my mama
Her hair so long like Rapunzel
She told me don’t eat your lasagna
So I gotta listen to my mama

[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard

[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you

[Verse 2: French Montana]
If you all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
Long as I throw it up, you look back at it
Got me coming back like a crack addict
I take a night off and I’m back at it

[Bridge: French Montana]
Got so high to call mama
So high to call mama
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Make a way, let me bust a dance move
Pull up on a boulevard
Straight to the point, I don’t talk
I got a coupe, I can’t park
All my dogs go hard

[Chorus: Quavo]
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
I threw the money, told her “look back at it”
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She make that booty bounce like a jack rabbit
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
She all about the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you
If you all ’bout the money, I ain’t mad at you

Chris Brown – Heaven on Earth Lyrics


[Intro: Chris Brown]
Woah, oh, woah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I believe in angels like I believe in you and I
And baby, I believe in God just as much as I believe you’re mine
See, girl, the way the stars are shining on us make me feel like this is bigger than us
So why wait until I die? Oh, woah, yeah

[Chorus: Eric Bellinger & Chris Brown]
You got the kinda smile that make me wanna make you laugh forever, ever, ever, ever
I’m bet that when I’m turning 99, we’ll be together, gether, gether
I found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth
I found Heaven on Earth

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
I done been through hell but you see, I make it out alive, oh, no
I’m used to the darkness, so go ‘head and turn off them lights
See, girl the way the sun is shining on us, I feel like this is bigger than love
So why wait until I die? Oh, woah, yeah

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
You got the kinda smile that make me wanna make you laugh forever, ever, ever, ever
I’m bet that when I’m turning 99, we’ll be together, gether, gether
I found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth
I found Heaven on Earth

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
I found Heaven on Earth, no lie, Heaven on Earth, no lie
‘Stead of hanging out at the club all night, I’ma just stay inside
I found Heaven on Earth, no lie, Heaven on Earth, no lie
‘Stead of hanging out at the club all night, I’ma just let you ride

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Eric Bellinger]
You got the kinda smile that make me wanna make you laugh forever, ever, ever, ever (You got, laugh forever)
I’m bet that when I’m turning 99, we’ll be together, gether, gether (We’ll be together, woo)
I found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth, hey (Earth)
Hey, hey, hey
Found Heaven on Earth, Earth, Earth, Earth (I found Heaven on Earth)
I found Heaven on Earth

Zara Larsson – Confession Lyrics


[Verse 1]
I just wanna live, like I wanna live
I don’t wanna hurt nobody
You know what it is, just a little ?
But it really don’t mean a thing
Pull up with my girls, livin’ with my girls
And I don’t know where you gon’ fit in
Blessin’ and a curse, I’mma be the first
To take take this like this

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know what you do ?
But I never know what the night brings
And love is all about timing

[Chorus]
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson

Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
I got a confession, got a confession

[Verse 2]
Can we just live in the moment
Not worry about where it’s going
Don’t get too deep, baby focus, focus
I know I can be deceiving
Don’t be caught up in your feelings
Just ’cause I gave you that feeling
Yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know what you do ?
But I never know what the night brings
And love is all about timing, yeah

[Chorus]
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson

Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
I got a confession, got a confession

[Bridge]
Got a confession, got a confession
Got a confession, got a confession
Got a confession, got a confession

[Chorus]
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson
I got a confession, got a confession
Maybe one day I’mma learn my lesson

Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
Everytime you hit my phone up, you say you need company
I got a confession, got a confession

Lil Skies – Real Ties Lyrics


[Intro]
People knowing that we lit, n***a
They knowing that we lit

[Verse]
Switch flows
Switch cars, I switch hoes
My shit goes
Ready to pop like crystal
These diamonds on me dancin’ like we at the disco
No red light
You hear the shots, come and get low, ’cause

[Chorus]
Money coming in, people knowing that we lit
Do it for the fam, we gon die for this shit
That’s some real ties when we pull up with the clique
It ain’t no surprise, they all love you when you rich
Money coming in, people knowing that we lit
Do it for the fam, we gon die for this shit
That’s some real ties when we pull up with the clique
It ain’t no surprise, they all love you when you rich

[Verse]
Rich as a bitch
Money coming in, my pocket Lilo and Stitch
Flooded the Patek, you see it shine on my wrist
You’d think I was a mess, I’m living my life like this
Put her in Chanel, she taking flights on a trip
I turn up at my show, get the bag, and then I dip

Lil n***a, I got my weight up
Flexing on the competition who tried to play us
Now we on, you n****s just gotta pay up
And I ain’t done, I’m balling like I layup