Kacey Musgraves – Space Cowboy lyrics




[Verse 1]
You look out the window
While I look at you
Sayin’ I don’t know
Would be like saying that the sky ain’t blue
And boots weren’t made for sitting by the door
Since you don’t wanna stay anymore

[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
Guess I’ll see you ’round again
I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Yeah, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, there ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space, cowboy

[Verse 2]
After the gold rush, there ain’t no reason to stay
Shoulda learned from the movies that good guys don’t run away
But roads weren’t made to not go down
There ain’t room for both of us in this town

[Chorus]
So you can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
We had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
So you can have your space

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
You can have your space, cowboy
I ain’t gonna fence you in
Go on ride away, in your Silverado
I’ll see you around again
‘Cause I know my place, and it ain’t with you
Sunsets fade, and love does too
Oh, we had our day in the sun
When a horse wants to run, ain’t no sense in closing the gate
You can have your space
Yeah, you can have your space
You can have your space
Cowboy



Kacey Musgraves – Butterflies lyrics




[Verse 1]
I was just coastin’
Never really goin anywhere
Caught up in a web I was gettin kinda used to stayin’ there
And out of the blue
I fell for you

[Chorus]
Now you’re lifting me up, instead of holding me down
Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies

[Verse 2]
Kiss full of color makes me wonder where you’ve always been
I was hiding in doubt till you brought me out of my chrysalis
And I came out new
All because of you

[Chorus]
Now you’re lifting me up instead of holding me down
Stealing my heart instead of stealing my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies, yeah
You give me butterflies

[Instrumental]

[Bridge]
Now you’re lifting me up instead of holding me down
You’re taking my hand instead of taking my crown
Untangled all the strings round my wings that were tied

[Chorus]
I didn’t know him and I didn’t know me
Cloud nine was always out of reach
Now I remember what it feels like to fly
You give me butterflies
You give me butterflies

Ooooooh, ooooh, mhm

Mariah Carey – Hawaiian Car Ride Medley Lyrics


[I Know What You Want]
Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you
I know what you want, you know I got it
Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
(Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you)
(I know what you want, you know I got it)
(Baby, if you give it to me, I’ll give it to you)
(As long as you want, you know I got it)

Yes you know I’ll die for you
And ya know I’ll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you

I will climb a mountain high aha
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me
This is where your love is supposed to be

[Breakdown]
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down

You called yesterday
To basically say
That you care for me but
That you’re just not in love
Immediately I pretended to be feeling similarly
And led you to believe I was OK
To just walk away from the one thing
That’s unyielding and sacred to me

Well, I guess I’m trying to be nonchalant about it
And I’m going to extremes to prove I’m fine without you
But in reality I’m slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile, gradually I’m dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Because I don’t want to reveal the fact that I’m suffering
So I wear my disguise ’till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry

[Obsessed]
And I was like
“Why are you so obsessed with me?”

Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you’re sexing me, when everybody knows
It’s clear that you’re upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress
Last man on the earth still couldn’t get this

So oh, oh, oh, oh, so oh, oh, oh, oh, so oh, oh, oh, oh…

All up in the blogs saying we met at the bar
When I don’t even know who you are
Saying we up in your house, saying I’m up in your car
But you in LA, and I’m out at Jermaine’s
I’m up in the A, you so so lame
And no one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed, it must be the E
Cause you be popping, heard you get it popping

Why you so obsessed with me? Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you’re sexing me, when everybody knows
It’s clear that you’re upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress
Last man on the earth still couldn’t get this

You’re delusional, you’re delusional
Boy, you’re losing your mind
It’s confusing, yo, you’re confused, you know
Why you wasting your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you’re bathing in Windex

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Boy, why you so obsessed with me?

[It’s Like That]
I came to have a party
Open off the Bacardi
Feeling so hot tamale
Boy, I know you watching me
So what’s it going to be?
Purple taking me higher
I’m lifted and I like it
Boy, you got me inspired
Baby, come and get it
If you’re really feeling me

Cause it’s my night
No stress, no fights
I’m leaving it all behind
No tears, no time to cry
Just making the most of life

[Shake It Off]
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce
Everybody just, everybody just bounce, bounce

I gotta shake it off
‘Cause the loving ain’t the same
And you keep on playing games
Like you know I’m here to stay
I gotta shake, shake it off
Just like the Calgon commercial
I really gotta get up outta here
And go somewhere
I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake, shake it off
Gotta do what’s best for me
Baby, and that means I gotta shake you off

[Loverboy]
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I need a, I need a, I need a, I need a
I lover, lover, I lover, lover
A lover, a lover, a lover, a loverboy for me

I got myself a lover who knows what I like
When he invites me over I come every time
And when my sugar daddy takes me for a ride
Whatever way we go it’s delirium time

He’s all mine
And his loving gets me high
Like a taste of ecstasy
All I need is him to be my loverboy

Loverboy, come on and love me
Give me more, touch me and touch me
I enjoy the way you rock me all night long
Loverboy, come on and take me
Only you know how to make me
(You know how to make me)
Shudder with anticipation all night long


Alec Benjamin – Saving sawyer Lyrics


She said, “We’re too young
And we’re too different people.”
She said, “I’ll bite my tongue, lock my lips, and paint my door
‘Cause your love is lethal.”

Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend prom night waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving Sawyer

You’re not wrong
And I know that trusting me takes long
And that you’re worth it, worth it
I’ve wrote this song
In hopes that she’s not moving on
‘Cause I wasn’t perfect, perfect

Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend prom night waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving…

I’m not trying to save the world
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again, for her
Just put it back together again
Put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again
Just trying to put it back together again, for her
Just put it back together again

Oh, I want to love this girl
Spend my life waiting in her foyer
I’m not trying to save the world
Just saving Sawyer

Lil Yachty – Most Wanted Lyrics


[Intro]
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Earl on the beat, Earl on the beat
Ah, ahhh, ah
Lil Boat

[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)

[Verse 1]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest
Like skrrt in a drop top (skrrt)
Damn, baby girl look so fine in that crop top (fine)
Why my name always in your mouth just like Pop Rocks? (yeah)
I don’t understand (no)
Take a pint on the jet, yeah that’s contraband (oh)
Diamonds keep me cooler than a ceilin’ fan (oh)
All this drink gon’ turn a nigga to the Michelin Man (no)
I gotta slow down, yeah
Fuck that shit, I’m pourin’ up now (yeah)
And my new choppa hold a hundred rounds (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
I’m so happy, I can’t remember the last time I had to fake a smile, yeah

[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)

[Verse 2]
From the East to the West (yeah)
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (yeah)
I got 2, 3 cell phones (yeah), ring, ring
Pick it up, “Who is it?” It’s your main ho (brrt)
Your main ho, my gang ho
The same ho, she switched clothes
‘Cause I fucked her in a Range Rove (fuck, fuck)
Fired up (ooh), lay it up (ooh)
I can’t do (no), I can’t choose (no)
I’m gettin’ money, I’m gettin’ all the blues (yeah)
Lil Boat
Said I’m back and I’m better (yeah)
Know I look good ’cause my bitch pussy wetter (yeah)
Treat the stock of my Uzi as light as a feather
And the beam got me shootin’ like Kareem

[Chorus]
Hip hop’s most wanted (yeah), I’m in a Ghost, haunted (skrrt)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (uh)
What they wanted (wanted), yeah I’m what they wanted (wanted)
Took a break, now I’m back ’cause that’s what they wanted (wanted)

[Outro]
From the East to the West (to the West)
All my fans the best (they are), all my bitches the baddest, like (yeah)
From the East (yeah)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best (yeah), all my bitches the baddest (Lil Boat)
From the East to the West
All my fans the best, all my bitches the baddest, like…


GayHipHop – God’s Cockk Lyrics


Yeah they pissing they pissing
They nutting they nutting
They pissing on me
Yeah
Penis on my booty left a nut on my sheets
Fucking with no lube is like a struggle for me
Dont pull up with 60 men to clap on my cheeks
You know how i like when you suck it to sleep
Sitting on his dick and then he kiss me
Yes i like the semen that you left on my sheets
Hope i get that penis in my butt cheeks
Yeah
Im gone ride the penis till i shit on that d
Cum jam cum jam
I suck dick yeah i deep throat yeah
Eat that dick up like some toast
Stuck that penis in my hole
Might suck up a cop yeah wait
I go hard on birdmans d yeah wait
I make sure that nigga skeet
And still
Gay things its a lot of straight things that they
Pissing they nutting they licking they wishing they wishing on me
Gay things its alot of straight things that they
Wishing they pissing they nutting they licking they nutting on me
I say are you straight
He told me only partly
I fuck him on his bed
Then he fuck me till i farted
50 nuts i even got it squirted on me
Shooting cum the nut dripping off my body
And he fuck me
Turn the straight nigga into a gay freak dawg
Three fucking cocks sitting on me
Imagine if i never let the hole bleed
Cum jam cum jam
I can’t fuck me on my own woah
Eat that booty like some roast yeah roast
I been raping booty holes ay holes
Might suck up a cop yeah wait
I go hard on birdmans d yeah wait
I make sure that nigga skeet
And still
Gay things its a lot of straight things that they
Pissing they nutting they licking they wishing they wishing on me
Gay things its alot of straight things that they
Wishing they pissing they nutting they licking they nutting on me

Jay Critch – What You like Lyrics


[Intro: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Hey
Lil’ bitch wanna
Every night
That’s alright
Got a
On the ice
TheLabCook
Hey (yuh)

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like? (what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)

[Verse 1: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
Lotta jewelry on me, diamonds on me dance, see the light
Fuck the jury, free my niggas out the jam, only right (out the jam)
Got a toolie on me, heard they tryna plan on the ice
But I got tango with me now, I bet your man’s thinkin’ twice (grraow)
My new bitch lookin’ like Kim, though (Kim, though)
Diamonds they hittin’ like Kimbo (like Kimbo)
Pull up in the Saint Laurent shit (hey)
These niggas be talkin’, ain’t on shit (yeah)
These niggas be talkin’, they startin’ shit (no)
Got ice my neck like four degrees (like four degrees)
I got water my neck like Palm Springs (like Palm Springs)
I got all of the money, she notice me (she notice me, yuh)

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like? (what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
New freezer on my wrist, I bet she notice me (what)
That bitch actin’ too bougie but eat Applebee’s (stupid bitch)
Four rings, that’s a new crib (whoo)
Break a bitch like a twig (huh)
Yeah, I’ll smoke you like a cig (yuh)
BK to the bridge (yuh, yeah)
Pussy too good, make a boo (boo)
I got a Masi, a coupe (skrr)
Smokin’ strong like I’m Snoop (huh)
Eatin’ chicken noodle soup (yuh)
My bitch she wanted a Beamer (a Beamer)
You can’t ball from the bleachers (what)
Two seater with a eater (two sweater)
Jay Critch with the skeezers (whoo)
I need my money right now (right now)
Don’t want wanna fuck, get the mouth (ugh)
Gucci, lean, that’s a house (Gucci)
Too much money, can’t count (can’t count)
I had to shout out to Yeezy (Yeezy)
Fuckin’ your bitch in some Yeezys (what)
Too much money for a feature (huh)
Bitch too foreign, I don’t need her (bitch)

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]
She tryna get lit, lit a life (what)
Lil’ bitch wanna suck me every night (lil’ bitch)
That’s alright, lotta Henny on the ice (huh)
Pour the Sprite, red bottoms with the spikes (yuh, yuh)
Count blue chips, pull up in a Lamb, got a heist, I’m so high (skrr)
I’m so hood rich, we got weed and Xans, what you like? (what)
Cut the bullshit, she ain’t talkin’ bands, ain’t my type
Got a full clip, pull up on ’em blam, see the light (huh)

[Outro]
Black Steve Jobs


Nas – Be a Nigger Too (Remix) Lyrics


[Intro]
Turn your radios up
The real niggas are back on the radio

[Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute)

[Verse 1: Nas]
Uh, no slackin’, no beggin’, no askin’, no fastin’
No disrespect to Islam, no Imam or Pastor
No answers to questions the media’s askin’
Why we fight each other in public in front of these arrogant fascists?
They love it; puttin old niggas verse the youngest
Most of our elders failed us, how could they judge us? Niggas
There’s verbal books published by niggas, produced by niggas
Genuine niggas, so I salute my niggas
Not mad cause Eminem said nigga, cause he my nigga
Wigga, cracker, friend, we all black within, okay?
We all African, okay, some Africans don’t like us, no way!
A killng happened in Johannesbur yesterday
Slain artist named Lucky Dube, hijacked
Some say N-double A-C-P, keep us sidetracked
But I don’t buy that, I buy Aston Martins
Faster cars than NAS-a-CARs and, sparkin while ridin
Critics, eat a dick! Journalists see I’m rich
With this N-word jargon I’m just starting, bitch!

[Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute)

[Verse 2: Nas]
Wake up in the morning, shake my third leg in the toilet
Uzi on the nightstand, I’m the man you go to war with
Not the man you go to war against, patience, I’ll get you
If that means I can’t sleep a whole year, I’mma get you
I’m official, not a-tisket or a-tasket
I’ll put you in the casket, with the biscuit or the ratchet
They smoke hibiscus, they plants or trees, advanc-ed weed
Don’t forsake us, you all are fake bloods like move make-up
I flow tighter as Tootie’s braces, who he hatin us?
I be on a state bus in shackles if my .8 bust
Cause y’all some tellers, opposite of bankers
I’m the shit for ages, my clique still real QB gangsters
Clique still movin’ like Freemasons, so if I’m on the flow
From the law, there’s lodges all across the nation
Nas is bred for the plan
To hold the Grand Dragon’s head in my hand
Come and get me, here I am

[Hook: Dante Hawkins (Nas)]
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas
This is for my niggas, niggas, niggas (So I salute my “Niggas!”)


Nas – Gangsta Rap (Remix) Lyrics


[Hook: Nas (Curtis Mayfield)]
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it

[Verse 1: Nas]
Ugh, felonious, Thelonious Monk melodic
Monster Cody OG, hard as the Ramparts police
Warring like the Answars and Sunni
I never pull my pants up, sagging my Gucci, and what?
I give a fuck who you bidded with, or where you cop coke
The bitch you with or the reason you not broke (“Rappers!”)
I don’t count your money, don’t want none of your smoke
I don’t feel your pain, I ain’t none of your folk
(“Niggas!”)It’s easy to put a gun in your throat
But I ain’t on that, trying to sip Coladas where it’s warm at
Cognac, crushed ice, y’all know how it is
Elijah said a women half your age plus seven years
Is a plus way to live, this is for the blunted
For the niggas who keep it one hundred
Who hunted by DAs and judges (“Green Lantern!”)
This is for the drunkards, stuck in the ghetto, for winos
And old ladies with high sugar levels
Who am I? I’m here to murder the devil
I survive through the struggle and perils, I’m thorough (“Nas!”)
Who am I? I’m here to murder the devil
I survive through the struggle and perils, I’m thorough

[Hook: Nas (Curtis Mayfield)]
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Niggas!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it
(“Rappers!”) If they call you a nigga
Ain’t nothin’ to it, tell ’em Nas made you do it

[Outro: MC Ren Sample]
“Why do I call myself a nigga, you ask me?
Because police always wanna harass me!”

[Interlude: Sample Collage]
“This is once again proof that no routine police stop is actually routine. We saw that last week, of course, in Brooklyn, with the tragedy over there, and then again last night, another police shooting.”

“Here’s what they think about you!”

“I hate motherfuckers like you. You niggas ain’t shit! Think you tough, huh? I could blow your head off with the Smith and Wesson and you couldn’t do shit! How you feel now?”


Curren$y – Billy Ocean Lyrics


[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
Yeah
Yeah

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close
Take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow bumping Snoop Dogg
Blowing dolo
Its like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close
To the civilians
Underground casinos for the real ones
You would suffocate in the building
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they
I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate
Not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear up the interstate where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rolling weed out the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Living out what I say
On these albums and tapes

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know
That original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, Imma show off
Sucka bring his ho, his ho tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
High up as I float on
They gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard
Shit

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no ho shit
Nope, I’m not for it
Spitta and Cardo
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Not for it


Troye Sivan – My My My! (Acoustic)


[Verse 1]
Shine on, diamond
Don’t make me wait another day
‘Cause passion is passion
You know it just as well as me

[Pre-Chorus]
Now, let’s stop running from love
Running from love
Let’s stop, my baby
Let’s stop running from us
Running from us
Let’s stop, my baby

[Chorus]
Oh my, my, my!
I die every night with you
Oh my, my, my!
Living for your every move

[Verse 2]
Spark up, buzz cut
I got my tongue between your teeth
Go slow, no, no, go fast
You like it just as much as me

[Pre-Chorus]
Now, let’s stop running from love
Running from love
Let’s stop, my baby
Let’s stop running from us
Running from us
Let’s stop, my baby

[Chorus]
Oh my, my, my!
I die every night with you
Oh my, my, my!
Living for your every move

[Bridge]
Should be the last night ever
Should be the last night we’re apart
Got my name on this treasure
On this treasure

[Chorus]
Oh my, my, my!
I die every night with you
Oh my, my, my!
Living for your every move

Justine Skye – Know Myself (feat. Vory)


[Verse 1: Vory]
I’m stuck in my ways and it’s all because of women
Tried to steal my own mind away for meditation
We been through it all, girl but still we livin’
You tried to steal my own heart away, I know you feel me

Drop for me, mama
Drop it like it’s hot for me, mama
Watch just how you talk to me, mama
Keep that lovin’ on lock for me, mama yeah
Fuckin’ with the kid he a monster
Imma get your number never call ya
And I know them other bitches gonna’ try ya
With me, mama yeah

[Hook: Vory]
(say)
Say you know me better than I know myself
Say you know me but I didn’t know myself
Say you know me better than I know myself

[Verse 2: Justine Skye]
I took my time away to let you know it
For you I did all these things, so I don’t need to show it
I try, I try everything
But you claim you wasn’t ready
So tell me who you kiddin’?
You out with all these women, oh

Not tryna hold ya, I drop it like it’s hot for ya boy
Even though you’re not with me, boy
Put it on the rocks for ya, boy
Put you on a night and
Bye bye, baby you lost it
Switch sides my home is cold and crazy
And I got nothing left to say

[Hook: Justine Skye]
And how you know me, better than I know my
Better than I know myself, better than I know my
And how you know me, better than i know my
Better than I know myself, better than I know my
Know my, Know my

[Vory: Chorus]
How you know me, better than I know myself
How you know me, better than I know myself
How you know me, better than I know myself (yeah)
How you know me, better than I know myself (yeah, oh)
Better than I know myself
Better than I know myself
Better than I know myself
Say you know me?

Cyndi Lauper – Who Let In The Rain (Original Version)


Things like this
Can always take a little time
I always thought
We’d be together down the line
We start to fight
And can’t get over what was said
’cause you see Black and White
And I see Red

And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I’m not the same
When love gets strong
People get weak
Sometimesthey lose control
And wind up in too deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain

I make the bed and cover
Where you used to sleep
I’m smoothing over promises
Made in these sheets
I envy lovers passing by
Out on the street
’cause what they have
I couldn’t keep

And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I’m not the same
When love gets strong
People get weak
Sometimes they lose control
And wind up into deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain …

Pete Townshend – Face The Face (Album Version)


Face the face, got to face the face
Face the face, got to face the face

You must have heard the cautionary tales
The dangers hidden on the cul-de-sac trails
From wiser folk who have been through it all
And the faded names sprayed up on the wall

We’ve got to judge the judge
We’ve got to find the finds
We’ve got to scheme the schemes
We’ve got to line the lines
We must stake the stakes
We gotta show the shown
We gotta take the takes
We gotta know the known

(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
We got to face the face
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)

Face the face, got to face the face
Face the face, got to face the face

Got to
Got to

You must have tried and defied belief
Maybe buried your head in insular grief
I need your hunger, you need mine
A million mouths can swallow up time

We’ve got to fool the fools
We got to plan the plans
We got to rule the rules
We got to stand the stands
We got to fight the fight
We must fall the falls
We got to light the light
We got to call the calls

(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to race the race
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)

Face the face, we got to face the face
We got to race the race
We got to

Keep looking

New York, Chicago
London and Glasgow
Keep looking

Keep on looking
Keep on cooking
Got to stay on this case
Study the pix
Watch the flix
We’ve got to find the face

Face the face, got to face the face (Watch the flix)
Got to

We’ve got to judge the judge
We got to find the finds
We’ve got to scheme the schemes
We got to line the lines
We got to fight the fight
We got to fall the falls
We got to light the light
We got to call the calls

(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
We got to face the face
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
(Try to place the place
Where we can face the face)
Keep looking, keep looking
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to race the race
(We must race the race
So we can face the face)
We got to face the face
We got to race the race


Wallows – Pictures Of Girls


[Verse 1]
I see the end, you wait for nothing
You and I, we grow up in the suburbs
Now you’re gone, the city’s down a number
It is not the same without you around

Oh

[Verse 2]
I see you there, still shy but smiling
Now I find it hard to remember
All the times I tried to forget her
I’m hanging on to something real

[Chorus]
There’s pictures of girls online
For me, you see

[Outro]
You should be down in Hollywood
(You should be down in Hollywood)

Twin Shadow – Saturdays (feat. Haim)


[Verse 1: Twin Shadow]
This could be the last time
That could be the fault line slipping away
This could be your last line
Care about everything you say
This might be the last ride
Every road could fall right under our feet
I’m sinking to the ocean
This will be a lost street

[Pre-Chorus 1: Twin Shadow]
When you open your eyes it’s like
Nothing’s real
When you open your eyes it’s like

[Chorus: Twin Shadow]
Saturdays
When we dance in the dark in the room
Where it all gets real
I know you know how it feels
Saturdays
When the moonlight lit up your face
And let love spark

[Verse 2: Twin Shadow]
I traveled around the bend
Making my chrome heart sick
No one could make me stay
No one could make me sit
Maybe we’re a fault line
Maybe we’re a phone line ready to break
Maybe you’re a time bomb
I don’t care what your boyfriends say

[Pre-Chorus 2: Twin Shadow]
When you lift up your head it’s like
Nothing’s real
When you open your eyes it’s like

[Chorus: Twin Shadow]
Saturdays
When we dance in the dark in the room
Where it all gets real
I know you know how it feels
Saturdays
When we dance in the dark in the room
Where it all gets real
I know you know how it feels

[Verse 3: HAIM]
Did the good days go away?
In the bright lights, did it fade?
We were heavy
We were sideways
When we danced in the dark over my place
If it’s my face you remembered
From all the Sundays in the summer
Then you’d know there was so much more than a spark
Enough to make me run and follow you in the dark

[Chorus: Twin Shadow, HAIM & Both]
Saturdays (Oh)
When we dance in the dark in the room (Oh)
Where it all gets real
I know you know how it feels
Saturdays
When we dance in the dark in the room
Where it all gets real
I know you know how it feels

[Post-Chorus: Twin Shadow]
Saturdays
When the moonlight lit up your face
And let love spark

Snoop Dogg – One More Day (feat. Charlie Wilson)


[Charlie Wilson:]
It’s just one more day
The lord has kept me (woah-woah-woah)
Oh, don’t rush, keep the pace
I’m focused on my goal
I need to tell the story, yeah

Get together in a state to make me great
Even when I fell flat on my face
You gave me grace
Lord knows that, I haven’t been an angel and I’m no saint
But I’ll always take the time to give you face
For all you’ve done for me

[Choir (Charlie Wilson):]
One more day (one more day)
One more day (God)
God has given us (one more day)
One more day (one more day)
One more day (come on children)
One more day (God)
God has given us (one more day)
One more day (God)
God has given us (one more)
One more

[Charlie Wilson (Choir):]
It’s just one more day
That the lord has kept me (woah-oah-oah)
And I take this special moment (special moment)
To tell you about my life, the ups and downs
You don’t know the half, it was almost a wrap for me

[Charlie Wilson:]
Get together in a state to make me great
Even when I fell flat on my face
You gave me grace
Lord knows that, I haven’t been an angel and I’m no saint
But I’ll always take the time to give you face
For all you’ve done for me

[Choir (Charlie Wilson):]
One more day (ooh-wee)
One more day (oh-a)
God has given us (one more day)
One more day (can you sing it again?)
One more day (oh-oh, one more)
One more day (God)
God has given us (has given us)
One more day (sing it again)
God has given us (one more)
One more (one more day)

[Charlie Wilson:]
He picked me up
And he turned me around
And he placed my feet
And I’m looking pretty good right now
First crackhead, that you ever did see

[Charlie Wilson (Choir):]
But listen, I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
With you by my side (you by my side)
We gonna win the fight (we gon’ win the fight)
Oh, I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (woah-woah-woah)
With you by my side (you by my side)
We gonna win the fight (we gon’ win the fight)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
It’s gonna be alright (it’s gon’ be alright)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling (I got a feeling)
I got a feeling, feeling, yee, yeah
Oh-oh, yeah

Robinson – Nothing To Regret


[Verse 1]
All of my friends are the reason I’m only
On for the weekend when it’s not so lonely
Most Friday nights end up looking this way
Wake up so high, now I’m drunk on the feeling
Boredom comes next and I stare at the ceiling
Most Monday nights end up looking this way
End up looking this way

[Pre-Chorus]
Come on sugar, don’t you leave early
I’m tired of counting myself back to sleep

[Chorus]
Baby, we don’t need no money
No worries tonight
Start a party in the living room
Turn it up until we feel it boom
Baby, let’s get fucking crazy and lose track of time
Why we always got to fret about it?
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it

[Verse 2]
My friends are the reason that I’m never sober
Young and I’m broke and I live on a sofa
When it gets hard, yeah we get drunk again
We get wild, we let down
Yeah we’re foolish and scared
We run and we jump when we feel unprepared
But I got your back if you make a mistake, if you make a mistake

[Pre-Chorus]
Come on sugar, don’t you leave early
I’m tired of counting myself back to sleep

[Chorus]
Baby, we don’t need no money
No worries tonight
Start a party in the living room
Turn it up until we feel it boom
Baby, let’s get fucking crazy and lose track of time
Why we always got to fret about it?
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it
(There’s nothing to regret about it)

[Pre-Chorus]
Come on sugar, don’t you leave early
(There’s nothing to regret about it)
I’m tired of counting myself back to sleep

[Chorus]
Baby, we don’t need no money
No worries tonight
Start a party in the living room
Turn it up until we feel it boom
Baby, let’s get fucking crazy and lose track of time
Why we always got to fret about it?
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it
There’s nothing to regret about it

Bishop Briggs – Lyin’ Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Got me lyin’ lyin’ for your love
Got me lyin’ lyin’ for your love
Am I losing losing myself
When I’m lyin’ lyin’ for your love?

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
For your love

[Verse 2]
In the silence, silence we broke
Sometimes violence, she makes no sound
Just a shadow in the darkness
In the darkness we were
In the silence, silence

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Lyin’ lyin’ for your love
I was insane, I was so blinded
Nothing remains, I didn’t mind it
Lyin’ Lyin’ for your love
For your love

[Bridge]
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

[Chorus]
I was in chains, I was in fire
I was in deep, I was a liar
Dyin’ dyin’ for your love
I was insane, I was so blinded
Nothing remains, I didn’t mind it
Lyin’ lyin’ for your love
For your love


SOB x RBE – Always Lyrics


[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug, nigga never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Shit changed shit sick now days
I ain’t worried about shit, look at my wrist now days
For them bands I make a nigga strip now days
Even though a nigga on our still won’t change
These new niggas they ain’t keepin’ it a hunnid
I swear these streets and they take a nigga conscious
We ain’t runnin’ we the ones doin’ a hunnid
Merkin’ niggas skrt off doin’ a hunnid
On the next blocks be livin’ dry regular
We ain’t talk feds tappin’ in the cellular
I know niggas want me dead I ‘on’t carry none
At some point, you gotta notice niggas amateurs
And I don’t got time to be fuckin’ wit’ you
I do not got time to be duckin’ from you
Say we runnin’ from four, bitch we runnin’ from who?
So I promise to catch a body when I run into you

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug, nigga never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
VVS diamonds my shit clear, your’s cloudy
E’rywhere I go I hear a nigga talkin’ ’bout me
SOB we the best no disrespect to DJ Khalid
If a nigga run up trippin’ I’ma catch a body proudly
The realest nigga some type can’t even turn fake
Seen a lot shit change when the fuckin’ K came
Crestside stays up but I don’t fuckin’ gangbang
And if a sucka slide bustin’ I’ma do the same thing
Ain’t fuckin’ wit’ you niggas ’cause you niggas too strange
TEC on my neck, hangin’ on a shoestring
I slide down your block and treat it like a shootin’ range
Real duffle bag boy like that nigga 2Chainz

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug nigga, never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any of my brothers, I knock a nigga down

[Verse 3: Lul G]
For any of my brothers I knock a nigga down
I be posted in the Jag, we been thuggin’ wit’ them rounds
Opp niggas slide down get his ass knocked down
Double back, masked up, lettin’ off hella rounds
I be posted wit’ the thugs lately, we been sendin’ slugs
Paranoid off the kush, gotta lay of the drugs
Only nigga eighteen, I can whip out a dub
And these niggas they be mad ’cause these bitches show me love
But these bands, I don’t love for they bust yeah
Left pocket, pink fifties ridin’ thug yeah
And these bitches I don’t love ’em, I won’t cuff yeah
And these nigga I won’t ever ever trust yeah

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
I never leave my brothers, I never hold out
Always be thug nigga, never go south
Keep both eyes open, I know niggas go now
Always shoot first when those shots go off
Tell me that she love me, I already know now
Can’t buy tickets, every show sold out
Chop hold a hunnid and we empty whole rounds
For any my brothers, I knock a nigga down


Young Scooter – Both Sides Lyrics


[Intro: Young Scooter]
Can’t trust these niggas you dig, they so broke
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides, a-hah
Brother with me in this bitch you digg, that’s one til infinity

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Whippin’ a brick, right out a crock-pot
Put me a coupe on some sticks, drinkin on [?]
We the slimiest it get, you wanna swap sides
My bitch is black and they white, I don’t do [?]
I’m in a chocolate Ferrari, yeah, I look like a spider
My fifth pocket molly
My partner on Roxies, yeah, my bitch caught a body
She eat up lil bitch like a [?]
She play with my drip I’ma dump her
She say I’m the best so I tongued her
Pimp the bitch, [?]
If you fuck my dog, make sure you keep it sexy
I’m pouring up Texas, Codeine
We got a few out of town it’s the nosebleeds
I just got a call from Scooter, and he told me

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 2: Future]
Triple cross, triple black cross, woah-oh-oh
Niggas they’ll look at you just like a mill, eat you like food
Where I grew up there were warlords
Where I’m from we worship the drug lords
I’m on molly and xan, with the black card
And this gang done
Gave me a black heart
We bury cash at the graveyard
Tatted my chest with them angels
Tell my bitch to keep away the danger
Money inside the problems
Puttin’ the gang on a private
You need to see life through my eyes
Mercedes all white navy blue top
I gotta get me another vault
Niggas ain’t doing the withdrawals, gotta keep acty on deck
I gotta keep Becky on deck
I keep it real, it ain’t no flex
Twenty five hundred for Actavis
I’m on a yacht with some convicts
Come from the gutter live lavishly
Keep one in the head automatically, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BMFBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
You my nigga but I don’t trust your man, damn
He a CEO, but why he take the stand, damn
In every verse I be wrappin’ grams, yams
Just made a twin and played Uncle Sam, damn
Playing both sides’ll get you killed quick
I know you down to ride, but is you gon’ snitch
Trap the corner off [?] just me and rick
I get money in every zone, from one to six
These dirty bitches play both sides
Don’t trust these hoes cause all of them lie
These dirty lawyers they play both sides
They’ll Swap you out and make you do some time
A true feeling

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides


Vance Joy – Where We Start Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Storm rolled in to our surprise
It doesn’t rain under the tall trees
You were my lover, you were my tree
You would always protect me
It’s easier to take a heart than to let your own by taken
I love that little smile you keep in the corner of your mouth

[Chorus 1]
And is it hard to see me go?
Doing things the wrong way
If you’re here, when I fall
I know that I won’t fall a long way
A long way

[Verse 2]
We were talking on the phone
I stepped out into the hallway
My face was frozen on the screen
And you started laughing
Put a comb through your hair
And a clean shirt on
There’s people coming ’round here soon
Everyone, act normal

[Chorus 2]
Big trees fall all the time
They crack and sound like lightning
Leave a big space in your sky when they fall
When they fall a long way
A long way

[Outro]
Pick me up
Fill my cup now
Take me down, down to where we start
Let’s go too far now
All tangled up
Take me down, down to where we start
Down to where we start
Where we start

Blac Youngsta – Right There Lyrics


[Intro: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there, right there
Look at that bitch
Right there, right there
Montana
Blac Youngsta
Ah
Right there, right there (ah)
Right there, right there, right there (ah)
Ah
Right there
Right there, right there, right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)

[Verse 1: Blac Youngsta]
Only when they look bitch, I’m just like I’m [?] her (no)
I’m just coming, piece of shit, when they fucks him fighter (so)
Even thought I’m stupid rich, I don’t buy her nothing (oh)
Ain’t argue over no bitch, I ain’t wasting my breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
My breath (cob)
I got lot for a lil’ bitch, but you know I don’t cough (cough)
I’ve been talking a lot of shit, but you know I back up (oh)
I can list ’bout what they think, ’cause I know I’m racked up
Racked up (yah)
Racked up (ah)
I’m a put[?], fuck you bitch, every time you leg up (go)
I’m go lethal, suck my dick, every time you [?] (tho)
You know you gone still kill the bitch ’cause you nasta’ (gross)

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta, French Montana]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)
Monta-Montana

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Right there, put your cheek on the jet
These you work, right there (right there)
You might hear, right there (right there)
Ten lil’ check, fresh vanilla check
Shot [?] check, I can quick right there (right there)
Phone the black, right there (right there)
Get in her, right there (right there)
But phone the black, right there (right there)
Shot me in her (right)
There, right there, right there, right there, hold the phone
Yo’ tray [?] with the hoodie on (-odie on)
Now you’re done with the [?] on (wuh)

[Bridge: French Montana]
Right there, right there (there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Right there, right there (right there)
Look at that bitch right there (right there)
Any can believe, I keep on right there (right there)
My lick is there on tho’
They leave you right there

[Chorus: Blac Youngsta]
Right there
Here, right there
Right there (yah)
See my money
Right there (yah)
I gonna leave you
Right there (that)
This is my bitch
Right there (yah)
I can’t hear
Right there (yah)
She’s the shit
Right there (yah)
Yeah, yeah
Right there (ah)


Blac Youngsta – Drop Yo Flag Lyrics


[Verse 1]
I got niggas in the cell block
They’ll put you in a head lock
I told momma go and get me a lawyer
They ain’t even gone let me bail out
A lot of niggas go to jail they don’t keep it solid they just tell now
The average black kid went to school
Didn’t have a father so he failed out
I’m the realest nigga since ‘Pac
You ask Epic, I ain’t sell out
If the laws pull me over ridin around dirty nigga I’m a bail out
On my side they spot, yea, I can’t wait til they lay it out
When I jumped up out that car, them niggas damn near fell out
I don’t shoot niggas from far, yea, I shoot nothing but headshots
Have you ever went to jail for a murder?
I beat two of them bitches before
Baby I love ya, I ain’t mean to hurt ya
I ain’t gone do that shit no more
If you start speaking on my name, I ain’t gone shoot at you no more

[Chorus]
Heard you want me dead, nigga drop a bag
If you gettin money, I can fuck with that
It ain’t shoppin’ bitch, if you ain’t poppin tags
If you gang banging, don’t you drop yo flag
Heard you want me dead, nigga drop a bag
If you gettin money, I can fuck with that
It ain’t shoppin’ bitch, if you ain’t poppin tags
If you gang banging, don’t you drop yo flag

[Verse 2]
I was lackin’ in school, but grandmama stayed on me
I’m gone pop a toast for every nigga ever hated on me
I take care of you baby, only if you wait on me
And if you ever cross me out, then I’m straight on ya
[?] was hard coming up, yea, I was staving coming up, yea
Every night I stayed up, yea
Hustle, trying to get bucks, yea
You don’t want to know the shit I did for money
What you wanna know that I came from nothing
I can’t even tell you about the robberies, about the shit I took from [?]
You don’t want to know what I threw at Onyx
You don’t want to know what I was sellin’ at Sonic
I can’t even tell you about the bustas
You don’t wanna know why them niggas was running
Scared, hundred on his head, this how I play it
When I run up on you, what’s that shit you said?

[Chorus]
Heard you want me dead, nigga drop a bag
If you gettin money, I can fuck with that
It ain’t shoppin’ bitch, if you ain’t poppin tags
If you gang banging, don’t you drop yo flag
Heard you want me dead, nigga drop a bag
If you gettin money, I can fuck with that
It ain’t shoppin’ bitch, if you ain’t poppin tags
If you gang banging, don’t you drop yo flag

6ix9ine – MOOKY Lyrics


[Chorus]
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth
Pistol to his mouth, we gon’ stomp that nigga out
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth
Pistol to his mouth, we gon’ stomp that nigga out (we gon’ stomp that nigga out)

[Verse]
Pull up to the party off a molly (off a what?)
Pull up to the party in a ‘Rari (skrt!)
Heard it’s niggas in there actin’ rowdy (actin’ rowdy)
So I’m ’bouta go do somethin’ about it (somethin’ about it)
I’ma pull up with the 30 stick, with the coolin’ kit
Stephen Curry, how I’m shootin’ shit, I can’t fuckin’ miss
I’m off a perc movin’ ridiculous, I think I’m seein’ shit
Off half a piece, swervin’ in the fuckin’ Benz
Countin’ up Benjamins (what!? what!?)

[Refrain]
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)

[Chorus]
Stomp that nigga out (out!), stomp that nigga out (out!)
Stomp that nigga out (out!), stomp that nigga out (out!)
Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth
Pistol to his mouth, we gon’ stomp that nigga out
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Stomp that nigga out, stomp that nigga out
Pistol to his mouth, pistol to his mouth
Pistol to his mouth, we gon’ stomp that nigga out (we gon’ stomp that nigga out)

[Refrain]
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)
Don’t start no shit, won’t be no shit (what!?)

[Outro]
What!? (yah, yah)
What!? (yah, yah)
What!? (yah, yah)
What!?


Pentatonix – Havana Lyrics


Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh na na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ahhhhh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Havana, ooh na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (na na)

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners
Havana, ooh na-na

He didn’t walk up with that “how you doin’?”
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(Oh but I can’t without you)
I knew him forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

Jeffery, just graduated, fresh on campus, oh-oh-oh
He’s fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, yeah
Bump on her bumper, bump on her bumper
Like a traffic jam
I was quick to pay that girl like, like Uncle Sam

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (whoa)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

[Break]

Havana, ooh na-na


Post Malone – Psycho Ft Ty Dolla Sign


Lyrics to ‘Post Malone – Psycho Ft Ty Dolla Sign’ by Post Malone:

It might not have a release date, but it appears clear that Post Malone’s Beerbongs & Bentleys album is coming soon. On Wednesday (Feb. 21), which is one day after he unveiled the dates for his forthcoming tour with 21 Savage and SOB x RBE, the Dallas, Texas crooner pulled up with a preview of “Pyscho,” a new Ty Dolla $ign-assisted track coming out this Friday (Feb. 23).

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Ricky Martin – Fiebre (feat. Wisin & Yandel)


[Intro: Ricky Martin]
Fiebre, pierdo el sentido
Me va bajando despacito por el cuello hasta el ombligo
Y sabes, no tiene cura
Y voy perdiendo los modales, educación y compostura

Fiebre, que no descansa
Y va bajando lentamente resbalando por mi espalda
Y sube, a cuarenta grados
Me recorre todo el cuerpo cuando pasas a mi lado

[Pre-coro: Ricky Martin, Wisin]
Dime como hacer pa’ quitar mis penas (doble U, Yandel)
Que mi corazón no aguanta tanta presión, porque

[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza

[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Wisin]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Yo tengo un padecimiento en el corazón
Tú eres mi receta
Mr. Doblete
Oahh-oahh
Demasiado caliente

[Verso 1: Wisin]
Qué rica la cara
Nadie la para
Temperatura sube como desierto de Sahara
Ella escucha mi música y se encendió
Fuego en mano, y el motor lo prendió
Dale cúrame, desnúdate
Enfócate baby, dame un chance, sólo revélate
Tú y tus amigas están sudando
Yo te sigo mirando, te sigo imaginando

[Pre-coro: Wisin]
¿Por qué no te quedas conmigo?
Baby tu eres fuego que quema
Es que tu cuerpo es adictivo
Y eso a mí me causa problemas

[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza

[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Yandel]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta
Oahh-oahh
Yandel

[Verso 2: Yandel]
Confía en mí, y ya verás
Que conmigo se detiene el tiempo
Y quedarás adicta a mí
Sin tocarte me caliento
Quítame esta fiebre y mátame las ganas
Es una llama que sólo tu cuerpo apaga (Yandel)
Uoh-uoh-uohh
Yo quiero sentir
Uoh-uohh (quiero sentir)
Tus besos mojados
Uoh-uoh-uohh (besos mojados)
Dame más de ti
Uoh-uohh (dame más de ti)
Llegaste en el momento indicado

[Coro: Ricky Martin]
Yo me la paso cada día
Pensando en ti y en tus ojos negros
Y en tu risa bella
Yo me la paso cada día pensando en ti (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Y que entre tus brazos pierdo la cabeza

[Post-coro: Ricky Martin, Yandel, Wisin]
Ven cúrame suavecito to’ este calor que va por mis venas
Ay cúrame suavecito que sólo tú tienes la receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta
Oahh-oahh
Tú eres mi receta

Raye, Mabel & Stefflon Don – Cigarette


[RAYE:]
Come on, get it right now
Oh woah
Come on, get it right now, now

So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

So go on and smoke that shit baby
I know that you know I’m your favourite
Think she’s what you want but she ain’t it
Watching how my waist whine
Tryna touch my waistline
Know I like to take time with it
Tell me you can’t look away, I get it
Do I need you? Am I sure? Not really
So you might never get to see me naked, nah-nah-nah

Bad for you, love that is worth the deal
You can’t get enough of this
Said you tryna hit and quit, but you need me like a cigarette

So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

[Mabel:]
How do you want it, at yours or mine?
I’m too yours to decline
You should go tell everybody on mind
Don’t keep that shit secret, no no
Baby love it when I do that, I know
You’re too pretty to be rolling solo
If you like it, you can take a photo
Don’t quit, I know you want me like a bad habit
I’m your nicotine and you’re the addict
All yours, ooh

[RAYE:]
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

[Stefflon Don:]
Said me got everything what you want
Cock it up pon di thing when you want
Drive by and you don’t know mi style
Ride up, call me Don in my sky
Just landed big jet pon di runway boy
Loving how I set from a distance boy
Big tings that go on first class, we are fly
Fly, fly, fly
[?] you know
Money on the run [?]
Drop it one time then me climb up
Tings on the run ’til the morning
Higher than [?]

[RAYE, Mabel & Stefflon Don:]
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
I can take you higher, then low, low, low
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette
So baby come on, get it right now, now, now
All up on my body, boy go down, down
I’m bad for you love, but I’m your cigarette

I’m bad for you love but I’m your cigarette, yeah yeah
And I’m bad for you love but I’m your cigarette
And you know I’m the one, and you know
Oh no, ah, yeah
And you know say the gyal [?]
But I’m yours

Ralo – I Swear To God


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, [?] Beats
Yeah, Famgoon (it’s Yung Lan on the track)

[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge

[Verse 1]
I’m the coach of the team, I’m the leader and the king
I’m the father in the ring, if I don’t win I won’t leave
Can’t lose, can’t lose, everybody know I can’t lose
If you with me then I thank you, it ain’t nothing that I can’t do
I put my mind to this shit, I put my grind in this shit
Outta sight outta mind, you know you can’t leave the blind
You know you can’t make the [?], they helped everyone except him
Look how many niggas left him, but he did it by himself pimp
I pat myself on the back, I love that nigga to death
Paid a stack for this belt, just to celebrate my wealth
You know I know what I’m worth, I refuse to be hurt
Gotta put god first

[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge

[Verse 2]
Got a charge, beat the charge, never see me unemployed
I am always on the job, young nigga working hard
I deserve what I’m getting, I deserve what I got
Even when I got shot, I walked out the parking lot
You know I’m ’round like a dirt bike, fuck these hoes on the first night
I done prayed so damn much I don’t give a fuck what the church like
They gon’ make me lose my temper, and stopping me is not simple
Put a hole in a niggas jaw, and I ain’t talking about a dimple
Ever since I can remember, I just been stuck in the center
I cannot get out the center, I just been stuck in the middle
I’ve been tryna shake it off, I’ve been tryna get it off
I’ve been tryna leave it ‘lone, I’ve been tryna go back home
This shit won’t leave me alone

[Chorus]
I know you probably thinkin’ of me and thought I forgot
I swear I really miss you a lot believe it or not
You can’t see the feeling ’cause the feeling deep inside
It don’t seem like we tried and we done tried a million times
I told you I’m gon’ ride for mine, do some time for mine
Do a crime for mine, wait in line for mine
I know my turn coming next, what I earn I’ma flex
This is me at my best, I’ma get my request
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god, I swear to god
I swear to god that I’m gon’ make it out this dog
This shit get hard but I think god done built me for it
‘Cause I’m in charge I think I get the biggest charge


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