Cody Johnson – On My Way To You lyrics




[Verse 1]
All the boats I’ve missed
All the hell I’ve caused
All the lips I’ve kissed
All the love I’ve lost
I got kicked around
I’ve been black and blue
On my way to you

All the stars I’ve seen
All the songs I’ve sung
All the beers I’ve drank
All the damage done
I was just passin’ time
Kinda just passin’ through
On my way to you

[Chorus]
Every curve, every ditch
Every turn, every bridge
I left behind me up in smoke
Every fork in the road
It was all worth the while
When I finally saw your smile
Every highway, every heartbreak
Every mountain, every mile

[Verse 2]
I got the radio up
Sun is going down
I’ll take a left at the bank
And I’ll head straight through town
So baby put on that dress
A little sweet perfume
‘Cause I’m on my way to you

[Chorus]
Yeah every curve, every ditch
Every turn, every bridge
I left behind me up in smoke
Every fork in the road
It was all worth the while
When I finally saw your smile
Every highway, every heartbreak
Every mountain, every mile

[Outro]
All the boats I’ve missed
All the hell I’ve caused
All the lips I’ve kissed
All the love I’ve lost
I thank God for that
I guess he always knew
I was on my way to you

On my way to you
On my way to you



Kanye West – XTCY Lyrics




[Intro]
I want you to come to me, Ecstasy
Uh, Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy, Ecstasy, Ecstasy
Ecstasy

[Verse 1]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of ’em
You got a sister-in-law you would smash? I got four of them
Damn, those is your sisters
You did something unholy to them pictures
Damn, you need to be locked up
Nah, we need a bigger hot tub

[Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
Time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, Max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
She got a smartphone but a dumb ass
I thought of all this on ecstasy

[Verse 2]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of them
You remember bad bitches that you smashed? I recorded them
She said fuck weed, cause she love X
If she suck seed, that’s a success
If a girl cum, that’s a fuck fest
And we gon’ score 100 on this drug test

[Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
It’s time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, Max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
You got a smartphone but a dumb ass
I thought of all this on Ecstasy (perfect!)

[Interlude]
Fuckin’ around – whoop! Scoop!
Whoopity-whoop
Whoopity-whoop, scoop-poop-woop-toop
Scoopity-whoop loot, looty-whoop-whoop
Ecstasy, ecstasy, ecstasy

[Verse 3]
You got sick thoughts? I got more of them
Han? (skrt!)
You see them escorts? I escorted them (scooty-woot!)
While y’all was trippin’, I resorted them (whoop!)
Then I kicked ’em out, I got bored of them (whoop!)

[Chorus]
Now let me see you back, back, back, back
It’s time to get the bag, bag, bag, bag
We don’t throw stones, we throw stacks
That’s why they’re going mad, mad, mad, Max
If you don’t say your name then I won’t ask
You got a smartphone but a dumb ass
I thought of all this on ecstasy

Nicki Minaj – Come See About Me lyrics


[Verse 1]
Come, come see what I’ve been up to
Come, come see about me
I know you’ve had a lot of work to do
Oooh, you got used to things without me baby
Yeah, you got used to every thing I never did
You got sick of being sick of all my flaws
You got over all the pain I ever caused
And I didn’t mean it, no, but

[Pre-Chorus]
They say it’s all what you make it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
So please don’t try to deny me of it, no
You know my heart couldn’t take it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love you can’t fake it
See baby, oooh you know I need you to…

[Chorus]
Come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Know it can’t always be about me
Just come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
I’m doing good boy
I’m up where we belong, yeah
You know I’m still trying to find where we went wrong, yeah
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
It won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah

[Verse 2]
Want you to see how much I changed up
Oooh, I just hope I’m not too late
I know you’re hesitant about it but
I got a lot I wanna say to you
Hate that I could never measure up
Hate that I could never be the one you needed
‘Cause now I’m the one who needs you, but baby

[Pre-Chorus]
They say it’s all what you make it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
So please don’t try to deny me of that, no
You know my heart couldn’t take it
Maybe it’s all in the making
Love’s always love, you can’t fake it
See baby, ooh you know I need you to…

[Chorus]
Come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Know it can’t always be about me
Just come, come see about me (Right here)
Come, come see about me (Right here)
I’m doing good boy
I’m up where we belong, yeah
You know I’m still trying to find where we went wrong, yeah
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
It won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah

(About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me, about me, about me
About me, about me…)

[Chorus]
Come, come see about me (Come see)
Come, come see about me (Where are you?)
Know it can’t always be about me (Come see about me)
Just come, come see about me (Come see about me)
Come, come see about me (Come see about me)
I’m doing good boy (Come see about me)
I’m up where we belong, yeah (Come see about me)
You know I’m still tryna find where we went wrong, yeah (Come see about me)
So come, come see about me
Come, come see about me
Come, come, come see about me
Won’t hurt just to see what we could be
So come see about me, yeah

One Bit – Between You And Me lyrics


[Intro: Louisa]
I know there’s something going on between you and me
(I know)
Ooh, yeah

[Verse 1: Louisa]
We’ve been playing games that friends don’t play
I know ’cause my friends don’t look that way (Ooh, yeah)
If everyone left, I know you’d stay
And I know, I know it’s late (Ooh, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Louisa]
We don’t even need to get naked
Some roads don’t need to get taken
Already know, we’re gonna hold our stare until one of us breaks it
We’ve been playing games that friends don’t play
So let’s keep this between
Between you and me

[Chorus: Louisa]
I know there’s something going on between you and me
I love this secret little bond between you and me
It’s just so good that I don’t wanna make a scene
I-I-I just wanna keep it between
Between you and me

[Post-Chorus: Louisa]
Between you and me
Between you and me
Between you and me
I know there’s something going, going, going

[Verse 2: Louisa]
Don’t know if I’ll kiss you here tonight
Whenever you’re close, I feel your vibe
I’m doing things to you in my mind
Let’s just see what we might find

[Pre-Chorus: Louisa]
We don’t even need to get naked
Some roads don’t need to get taken
Already know, we’re gonna hold our stare until one of us breaks it
We’ve been playing games that friends don’t play (play, play)
So let’s keep this between
Between you and me

[Chorus: Louisa]
I know there’s something going on between you and me
I love this secret little bond between you and me
It’s just so good that I don’t wanna make a scene
I-I-I just wanna keep it between
Between you and me

[Post-Chorus: Louisa]
(Hey)
Between you and me
Between you and me
(Hey)
Between you and me
I know there’s something going on between you and me

[Bridge: Louisa]
I-I-I-I-I love this
It’s just so good
I-I-I-I-I love this
It’s just so good
I love this secret little bond between
Little bond between
I-I-I-I-I love this
It’s just so good
Ooh, yeah
Between you and me
I-I-I-I-I, hey
It’s just so good

[Chorus: Louisa]
I know there’s something going on between you and me
I know there’s something going on between you and me
I love this secret little bond between you and me
It’s just so good that I don’t wanna make a scene
I-I-I just wanna keep it between
Between you and me
Oooooh

[Outro: Louisa]
It’s just so good
Ooh, yeah
Between you and me
(Hey)
It’s just so good
I-I-I just wanna keep it between
Between you and me
Between you and me
Between you and me
I know there’s something going on between you and me
You and me, yeah
I know there’s something going on between you and me

Nicki Minaj – Run And Hide lyrics


[Chorus: Swae Lee, Young Thug & Future]
Fall off in the spot
Wait up, they gon’ do it while you drop
Metro!
Pull up with no top
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, this ain’t no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in park, I’ma let my fin pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty Latin girls on board
Running with the marksmen, everything on point like, “En garde!”

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, I’m me, I’m Barbie drippin’
DB9, Barbie whippin’
If he say he don’t want me back, he be lyin’
Bitch, I’m the sauce, Barbie dippin’, I’m the boss, Barbie sippin’
They keep tellin’ me work it, I ain’t got no chores
I’m all yours, Barbie kissin’, call the stores, Barbie shippin’
Out or indoors, baby, I’ma floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tippin’, I endorse, Barbie strippin’
Mink carpet, but I ain’t got no flaws
Doors look like rings, Barbie sittin’, bad-da-bing, Barbie trippin’
Curve niggas like they arm in a sling
Hopped off the swing, Barbie swingin’, to the ring, Barbie blingin’
Good box, so he called Donna King
Who the fuck gon’ party with them dollies, no I never do the mollies, if I hate you then you probably gon’ sue
Who the fuck gon’ cop me with the body, always thinkin’ like a hottie, always saying what someone won’t do
Who the fuck gonna pull up in your city, looking every bit of pretty, with the itty bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon’ beat him with a .22, if he don’t lose the attitude, and run off with his credit cards too

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, this ain’t no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in park, I’ma let my fin pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty Latin girls on board
Running with the marksmen, everything on point like, “En garde!”

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Thousand dollar massage
I don’t ever miss my mark
Anything I like goes in the cart
I might spend it all to prove a point
Rolling west coast, Arnold Schwarz
If she lick her lips then I’ma join
Indo I’ma spark
When I cash out, that’s her favorite part

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
They deliver my Lambo, all white with a tan bow
My body’s a work of art, he eatin’ this Van Gogh
I’m not in the bando, I’m Pablo Sandals
White beaches, candles, we sexin’, Anglo
Wh-wh-what you think all these niggas wanna cuff for?
A lot of Bloods, what you think they in the cut for?
Yeah, it’s the sweep, I ain’t talkin’ when the dust fall
My winnin’ streak still hasn’t peaked, you little dust ball
Bitch I’m a star-ar, me and Swae Lee, yah, yah
G-Force flights, Chun-way on the runway, yah, yah
Riccardo Tisci in Milan, you see me modelin’, ah
Dinner with Kar-ar, dinner with Karl Lagerfeld, yah
Yeah, this that Steven Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
You’re used to taking pictures, I go raise the bar far
I’m bitchy, yah, yah, really bitchy, ah, ah
America’s Next Top Model, call me Yaya
E-everytime I score she gon’ hear them swishes, ah
Tell that bitch I’m in the league, she still play for Wichita
I piss hits broad, call me the swish God
The swish, swish God? Yup, the swish God

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Hanging on my necklace, this ain’t no ski resort
Fall off in the spot, every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in park, I’ma let my fin pick you apart
Glowing in the dark, pretty Latin girls on board
Running with the marksmen, everything on point like, “En garde!”

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Mhm, shout out Giovanni
For doing that Barbie Tingz video, uh-huh
Nina Garcia, Stephen Gan, Elle mag yuh, uh-huh
I’m still on my Naomi shit
Wilhelmina Models tip
Weezy, Mack, Baby, Slim
Jay, I see you, Jean, Taz, Al, Sean G
Monte, Avery, Mapo, Jo, Katrina, Mike, Dave, Garry, Josh
Mmm…
Rap, Jigga, Kim, Wiz, [?], Khloé , Biggz
Juice, I see you Juice
Keep me rollin’ Juice
You’re in the middle of Queen right now, thinking
“I see why she called this shit Queen
This bitch is really the fucking queen!”
I love my fans, I love you so much


Nicki Minaj – Coco Chanel lyrics


[Intro: Foxy Brown, Nicki Minaj & JBeatzzz]
Whole lotta gang shit
Beatz
Oh, uh, ugh, ayo Chun, ayo Chun
We back on that Coco shit, nigga, number one, uh
Whole lotta gang shit
Haha, every bitch bloodclaat, girl
Oh, ayy yo, uh, Brooklyn!
Kick for my stomach, let’s go!

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, if I’m in the Gurkha, then they in the back of it
If I tell ’em eat food, then they make a snack of it
If they take your cocaine then they make a crack of it
If they grab your gold chain then they make a plaque of it
Know we never lack on it, run up with the MAC on it
Put a couple racks on it, they gon’ put the whack on it
She got the Nicki bundles, word to Stack on it
That’s word to Brooknam, that’s word to Bucktown
That’s word to Harlem World, shout out to uptown
You know I shine on ’em, I spray sheen on ’em
That’s word to southside, Jamaica, Queens on ’em
I’m mad Queens on ’em, with mad schemes on ’em
I never scale back, the triple beams on ’em
My ice gleams on ’em, Wu-Tang creams on ’em
I pull up on the block bumpin’ Biggie “Dreams” on ’em
A nigga greased on ’em, but I freezed on ’em
I light breezed on ’em, I might breeze on ’em
Might do it like it’s Christmas and light trees on ’em
I see the copycats bitin’ my steez on ’em

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, he got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting

[Verse 2: Foxy Brown & Nicki Minaj]
Gimme some bloodclaat gunshots
Brooklyn where the fuck we at? Flatbush, Bed-Stuy
That’s my word to Big, I’ma murder them rasclaats
All black Chloe straps, gally I’ma skully to the back
Fuck my ratchet at? Come make me dirty that
Puss dem I chat bout, back like I never left
Went down when I come ’round, all y’all bitches bow down
King fox, King Kong, back on my Trini, nigga
Valentino bling thong, all y’all bitches duck me, fuck
Nick, come fuck it up, bad gyal a back it up
Coco ‘pon my foot dem, C’s pon my likkle pretty red bow
See dem buss one for baby, see dem [?]
[?]
The bloodclaat [?]
Them bitches in them bum-ass Louis thigh highs
[?] clip [?]
Gun slingers, let me see y’all gun fingers
Y’all bitches dick riders
Little Nicki’s, little Inga [?]

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
He got me like a coco, yeah la coco
Ellas quieren coco, y yo tampoco
Never trust a broke hoe, don’t fuck with po-po
Numero uno, me llama Yoko
Pull up in them thing things and let them things fling
Niggas know my name ring, and it go “ding-ding”
If I get a inkling, the thing’ll sing-sing
Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the singer, the thing’ll sting-sting

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
Foxy plus one, it’s me young Chun
And me, I can fuck up the place, I’m done
So tell ’em run, come and bring a lump sum
Ayo Fox, they don’t make us or break us, word to young guns
Put your hands up
Unless they ever do it, tell’ em fi recognize
Unuh dem fi fi real vibes
They call me Ms. Bitch, but I don’t miss, bitch
Got real shooters, better D up, guys
Who me? I’m physically fine
Who she? It’s like we know she dyin’
Bitch ain’t see Billboard in 2017
Had to drop Queen on ’em like a guillotine
All these jealous bitches on the jelly team
Keepin’ it a hundred, that’s a jelly bean
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh


Nicki Minaj – Nip Tuck lyrics


[Intro]
Gave you everything, everything, everything, everything, everything

[Chorus]
Gave you everything, yeah
Think I need to take it all back
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And that’s on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you (brr)
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you

[Verse 1]
Hmm
Saying used to curve to niggas like you
Skrr, skrr, swerve niggas like you
Even though I heard what you might do
I didn’t get concerned ’cause I liked you
But no, no, I can’t hide who you are
I can’t lie, it’s too hard (so hard, so hard)
I need more than what you got from me
You want a bad bitch, and new cars

[Chorus]
Darling, I give you everything, yeah
Think I need to take it all back (Take it all back)
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And that’s on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit that nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you

[Verse 2]
I know how to flip niggas like you
I get petty and clip niggas like you
Fuck around and forget niggas like you
Promise I could never miss niggas like you
So no, no
Feeling’s fading away
I can’t hear what you say
I need more than what you got for me
You got a bad bitch, you won’t stay

[Chorus]
Darling, I give you everything, yeah
You gon’ need to take it all back (Take it all back)
I gave you everything, yeah
But you don’t know what to do with all that
And thats on everything
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you
Ring, ring, never pick up on you, oh
I’ma have to switch, switch up on you
Snip, snip, hit the nip tuck on you
Let go tryna give up on you, oh

[Verse 3]
Yo, give up on ’em, I don’t even wanna get up on ’em
And I ain’t tryna work it out
But I’m at the gym on a mat doin’ sits ups on ’em
You let yourself go, you don’t represent O’
So trust me just go
You settle for less, yo, you disrespectful
You were special, the new you just dull
So cut all that bull and nerve of me too
Come off my pedestal
Come off my pedestal, money off that edible
Which means them bags stacked high
You ain’t get the drive, my nigga ya pedal stalled
You said you wept uh, everyday a queen you slept on
And I ain’t talkin’ ’bout your mattresses but um you the typa player I press eject on
I can’t believe you played for that long
I never re-respected nobody
I never needed you, you must’ve thought I did
I should have copped the stick but I’m teflon
Pressed on, headstrong, sex the bomb
Dreams of a bad bitch tryna F a don
If it’s word bond any one of sex icons
If he bust down, I don’t wanna waste my time
Who the fuck you thought you was, tryna stunt on Nick?
Should have put you on blast like a gun on hip
But it’s okay, we gon’ keep secrets nigga
‘Cause a true bad bitch ain’t weak or bitter

Nicki Minaj – Ganja Burns lyrics


[Verse 1]
Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns
(Who you gettin’ at, Nicki?)
Watch them cunts learn
Fashion icon, Audrey Hepburn
I move keys, but you hoes get one turn
Yeah, you get one turn, and one urn
I straighten all these bitches out with one perm
Who ever gassed ’em ain’t none of my concern
But, see, the Lord showed me dreams to confirm
They done went to witch doctors to bury the Barbie
But I double back, kill bitches, bury the body
And that go for anybody, you’ll be thoroughly sorry
I could wage war or I come in peace like Gandhi
All my powers back now I’m scary to zombies
Bring the heat to a sizzle, I ain’t talking Kalonji
I done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my body
Abstaining from sex, had to zen my body
I ain’t giving, so don’t ask, I don’t lend my body
Gotta be king status to give a man my body
(He gotta be king status to get in ya body?)
Fuck, yeah, cause a Queen is what I embody, uh

[Chorus]
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn

[Verse 2]
Yo, you can’t wear Nicki wig and then be Nicki
That’s like a fat nigga thinkin’ he can be Biggie
One rough ride, now you DMX and Swissy
One hot video, you hyped? Now you just giddy
You made one dope beat, now you Kanye?
You got a nigga named JAY, now you ‘Yoncé?
You got about three stacks, now you André?
You put a part in your fade, oh, you Nas, bae?
You gotta have real skill, gotta work for that
If it’s really your passion would you give the world for that?
Unlike a lot of these hoes whether wack or lit
At least I can say I wrote every rap I spit
Put my blood, sweat and tears in perfecting my craft
Still every team’s number one pick in the draft
You could bring anybody, weatherman, pick a day
Kobe, KD, Kyrie! Pick a K

[Chorus]
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn (Mmm)
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Everytime I get high, I just think about you
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn
Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn

[Bridge]
See ya, see you
See ya, see you

[Outro]
To my surprise I saw you
To my surprise I knew you were


Nicki Minaj – Good Form lyrics


[Intro]
Eardrummers
Uh, uh, huh, uh, huh
Uh, yo, hold up, hold up
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
Yo hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up
You see a bad bitch coming, tell yo ass to hold up
I’m in that new new meeting Nunu when I roll up
I told the valet, “Park my Benz and bring the Rolls up.”
Yo hold up, hold up, hold up, okay, hold up
He see me lookin’ pretty every time he scroll up
Might gotta let the blicky hit you if you stroll up
Now put your hands up, it’s a hold up
Run me the money

[Refrain]
‘Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie Tingz
Banging body B, everybody be on my D
Yo I gotta be in reality, suck a D if you doubted me
Back to the back, back to the back
Back to the back, back to the back
Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody
Who you gotta see? Honestly, on my odyssey
I’m the baddest B, I don’t even know how to speak
Hat to the hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the ‘Bach

[Pre-Chorus 1]
See a bitch got more coins than a game room
So we ain’t ever hatin’ in TheShadeRoom
See I keep my sons in a playroom
So me and you ain’t ever in the same room

[Chorus]
I tell him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he eat the cookie he got good form
He know I don’t ever cheat because I’m good to him
Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin’ push for him
You see I let him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he bite, he eat the cookie he got good form
He know that when I’m pullin’ up I’m in a good foreign
I be like ooh he love me, ooh he love me, good for him
Come on, come on, come on
I be like ooh he love me, ooh he love me, good for him

[Verse 2]
I slick, slick drop the top like nip slips
So he tryna smash like when the whip flips
I hit licks just to floss with this wrist
And when I leave my bitches we all say, “Kiss kiss!”
I’m in that new new De Larenta, tryna land Bugs Bunny
‘Cause all I want is karats and some big drug money
I’m only loyal to the niggas that’ll bust guns for me
The jig up, it’s a stick up, run me the money

[Refrain]
‘Cause I be the baddie B, Barbie Tingz
Bangin’ body B, everybody be on my D
Yo I gotta be in reality, suck a D if you doubted me
Back to the back, back to the back
Back to the back, back to the back
Who on Barbie D? Who on Barbie D? Everybody
Who you gotta see? Honestly, on my odyssey
I’m the baddest B, I don’t even know how to speak
Hat to the hat to the back and relax, you in the back of the ‘Bach

[Pre-Chorus 2]
See a bitch get more press than a key pad
Before you suck me off, get a knee pad
See I pull the strings like a tea bag
I’m prolly with my jeweler playin’ freeze tag

[Chorus]
I tell him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he eat the cookie he got good form
He know I don’t ever cheat because I’m good to him
Might gotta have his baby, nurses yellin’ push for him
You see I let him eat the cookie ’cause it’s good for him
And when he bite, he eat the cookie he got good form
He know that when I’m pullin’ up I’m in a good foreign
I be like ooh he love me, ooh he love me, good for him
Come on, come on, come on
I be like ooh he love me, ooh he love me, good for him
Come on


Destiny’s Child – With Me (Part 2 – Without Rap) Lyrics


Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone?
‘Cause everything he like is with me

If I was in your shoes
I would’ve had to let him go
From the first sign of him tryin’ to play
If you want me to stay
Ya gotta let all that go (oh no)
You wanna stick around
And not believe in what you see
And while you’re waitin’
Thinkin’ everything’s gonna be okay
I got him, I got him right here with me

Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone?
‘Cause everything he like is with me

I wanna call you so bad
And tell you he’s sick of you, girl
What you put him through
Do you expect to mistreat him
And he still be with you
No no no no no (no no)
That’s why he’s here with me (holler if you hear me)
I don’t care what you say (no no)
You can’t play with destiny (holler if you hear me)

Now as far as I know
He’s in good hands
So you can stop callin’ all around
Sayin’ have you seen my man?
Have you seen my man?
Ain’t no need to fuss and fight
Tryin’ to make it right, no
Certain things ain’t meant to be
And that’s why, that’s why he’s right here with me

If you wanna be with me!

Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone?
‘Cause everything he like is with me

Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone?
‘Cause everything he like is with me

Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night
He leaves you alone, leaves you alone
Do you ever wonder when he
Don’t come home, who he goes to see?
And why in the middle of the night he leaves you alone?
‘Cause everything he like is with me

Destiny’s Child – With Me (Part 4) Lyrics


Oh, everything he likes with me
Oh, everything he likes with me
Yeah yeah
Oh, everything he likes with me
Oh, oh oh oh oh

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

If I was in your shoes
I would’a had to let him know
From the first sign of him tryin’ to play
If you want me to stay
Ya gotta let all that go
(Oh but no), you wanna stick around
And not believe in what you see
And why you waitin’
Thinkin’ everything’s gonna be okay
I got him, I got him right here with me
Oh, oh

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

I wanna call you so bad
And tell you (where it started)
And what we do
How long it’s been going on
Why (he ain’t gon’ never come home)
Cuz I know what you didn’t do
To make him stay
See a bad performing, unfullfilling woman
Drives a man away

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

Now as far as I know
He’s in good hands
So you can stop callin’ all around
Sayin’ “Have you seen my man?”
Have you seen my man?
Ain’t no need to fuss and fight
Tryin’ to make it right, no
Certain things ain’t meant to be
And that’s why, that’s why, he’s right here with me

Ladies
You try to play these games and tricks
Playing playas
Kiss and tell, won’t miss
You got me all in the fix
But as you all know
All of the ruggle
Playing prawns in the midst
You never seen or heard this
The dreadlock just risked this
Robs another mess
Don’t diss
Who would wanna be with
Wanna be seen with
Girls who tell and never kiss

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
‘Cause everything he likes is with me

Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night
He goes and leaves you alone
Do you ever
Wonder when he
Don’t come home
Who he goes to see
And why in the middle of the night…

Charli XCX – Imma Take You Offline Lyrics


[Intro]
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo

[Verse 1]
All I need is loving just like crystalline
Blue and burning
Take me to the other side
You’re my cocaine, but I’m never satisfied
I’m so different, and forever on your mind

[Chorus]
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline

[Verse 2]
Think you got me
Think I’m hanging from your chain
Wild like horses
[?] that can’t be tamed
On your deathbed
You’ll be screaming out my name
I won’t suffer
I’ll just let you lie in pain

[Chorus]
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you off-
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline

[Bridge]
Think I’m so [?]
Watchin’ the way that I roll
No one can do what I do
Superman, invincible
Ay-ah, ay-ah
I don’t got nothin’ to prove
Bible, the bible, the truth
Fuck it, I know you know
Fuck it, I know you know
Ay-ah, ay-ah

[Chorus]
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline
Offline, offline
Woho-woohoo, woohoo
Imma take you offline, offline
Woho-woohoo
Imma take you offline

Nicki Minaj – Chun Swae lyrics


[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
[?]
Pull up with no top
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya)
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo I’m me, I’m Barbie dripping
DB9, Barbie whipping
If he say he don’t want me back, he be lying
Bitch I’m the sauce, Barbie dipping
I’m the boss, Barbie sipping
They keep telling working it, I ain’t got no chores
I’m all yours, Barbie kissing
Call the stores, Barbie tripping
Out or indoors, baby I’m a floss
Wet, why of course, Barbie tipping
I endorse, Barbie stripping
Mink carpet, but I ain’t got no flaws
Doors look like rings, Barbie sitting
By the bing, Barbie tripping
Curve niggas like they arms in a sling
Hot off the swing, Barbie swinging
To the ring, Barbie blinging
Good box, Zoey call [?] King
Who the fuck gon’ party with them dollies [?] you probably gon’ sew
Who the fuck gon’ cop me with the body, always thinking like a hottie, always saying what someone won’t do
Who the fuck gonna pull up in your city, looking every bit pretty, with the itty bitty titty bitch crew
Who the fuck gon’ beat him with a 22, if he don’t lose the attitude, and run off with his credit cards too

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Thousand dollar massage
I don’t wanna mess my [?]
Anything I like goes in the cart
Imma spend it all to prove a point
Rolling west coast on the [?]
If she like it imma let her hit off my joint
You know I’m a sport
When I cash out its her favorite part

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
They deliver my Lambo, all white with a tambo
My body is a work of art, he eating this Van Gogh
I’m not in the bando, I’m Pablo
Sandals, white beaches, candles
We sexing, anglo
Wh-wh-what you think all the niggas wanna cuff for?
A lot of bloods, what you think they in the cut for?
Yeah it’s the sweet, I ain’t talking when the dust fall
My winner streaks still hasn’t peaked you little dust ball
Bitch I’m a star-ar, me [?]
G-Force flights, catch me on the runway, yah, yah
[?] in Milan, you see me modeling, ah
Dinner with Car-ar, dinner with Car, like I fuck yah
Yeah this that Steven Klein, Mert & Marcus, yah, yah
You’re used to taking pictures, I go raise the bar far
I’m bitchy, yah, yah, really bitchy, yah, hay
America’s Next Top Model, call me, yah, yah
Everytime I score she gon’ hear them swishes, ah
Tell that bitch I’m in the lead, she still play for Wichita
I [?]
Call me the swish God
The swish, swish God?
Yup the swish God?

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Aye you know I ain’t like this
[?] ski resort
Fall off in the spot
Every girl coming like a shark
Put that thing in parts
Imma let my [?] pick you apart
Glowing in the dark
Pretty little girls [?]
Running with the marksmen
Everything on point like I’m God

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Mhm, shout out Giovanni
For doing that Barbie Tingz video, uh-huh
[?], yuh, uh-huh
You still on my Naomi shit
[?] even the models tip
Weezy, Mac, Baby, Slim
Jay I see you,[?], Taz, Al, [?]
[?], Avery, [?], Katrina, Dave, Garry Josh
[?] Banks
Juice, I see you Juice
Keep me rolling Juice
You’re in the middle of Queen right now, thinking
I see why she called this shit Queen
This bitch is really the fucking Queen
I love my fans, I love you so much

Travis Scott – SICKO MODE lyrics


[Part I]

[Intro: Drake]
Astro, yeah
Sun is down, freezin’ cold
That’s how we already know, winter’s here
My dawg would probably do it for a Louis belt
That’s just all he know, he don’t know nothin’ else
I tried to show ’em, yeah
I tried to show ’em, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gone on you with the pick and roll
Young La Flame, he in sicko mode

[Part II]

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & The Notorious B.I.G.]
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that’s Nike boys, hoppin’ out coupes
This shit way too big when we pull up give me the loot (gimme the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it’s 4 AM and I’m back up poppin’ with the crew
I just landed in, Chase B mix this pop like Jamba Juice
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin’ fruits
And they chokin’, man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Some—some—some, someone said
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak (someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
Pl—pl—playin’ for keeps, don’t play us for weak

[Verse 2: Travis Scott, Swae Lee & Uncle Luke]
Yeah, this shit way too formal, y’all know I don’t follow suit
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain’t got a clue
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put ’em all in a group
Hit my esés, I need the booch
‘Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her “hop in, you comin’ too”
In the 305, bitches treat me like I’m Uncle Luke (don’t stop, pop that pussy!)
Had to slop the top off, it’s just a roof, uh
She said “where we goin’?” I said “the moon”
We ain’t even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it’s just the pool
Now I got her open, it’s just the Goose
Who put this shit together? I’m the glue (someone said)
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

[Bridge: Big Hawk & Swae Lee]
Someone said
Pl—playin’ for keeps
Someone said, motherfucker—someone said
Don’t play us for weak

[Part III]

[Intro: Travis Scott, Drake, & Lil Juice]
Yeah
Astro, yeah, yeah
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ay, ay

[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah, like a light, ayy, yeah

[Verse 3: Drake, Travis Scott & Sheck Wes]
Like a light, ayy
Slept through the flight, ayy
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
This shit got double bedroom, man
I still got scores to settle, man
I crept down the block, (down the block) made a right (yeah, right)
Cut the lights, (yeah, what) paid the price (yeah)
Niggas think it’s sweet, (nah, nah) it’s on sight (yeah, what?)
Nothin’ nice, (yeah) baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
Jesus Christ, (yeah) checks over stripes (yeah)
That’s what I like, (yeah) that’s what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I’m Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took, (ayy) wet like I’m Book (ayy)
Wet like I’m Lizzie, I be spinnin’ Valley
Circle blocks ’til I’m dizzy (yeah, what?)
Like where is he? (yeah, what?)
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
I’m tryna clean ’em (yeah)

[Chorus: Drake & Travis Scott]
She’s in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
Now I hit the FBO with duffels in my hands (woo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours ’til I land
Had me out like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light (like a light)
Like a light

[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly, sendin’ texts, ain’t sendin’ kites, yeah
He said “keep that on lock”, I say “you know this shit, it’s stife”, yeah
It’s absolute, yeah (yeah) I’m back, reboot (it’s lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
We back on the road, they jumpin’ off, no parachute, yeah
Shawty in the back, she said she workin’ on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain’t by the book, yeah, this how it look, yeah
‘Bout a check, yeah, (check) just check the foots, yeah
Pass this to my daughter, I’ma show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook
Yeah


Nicki Minaj – Hard White lyrics


[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back

[Verse 1]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em to pick a side
I bust shots, don’t duck if it don’t apply
Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride
Sike, made you look, I still didn’t pick a guy
I’m the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me
Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie
Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarassed
‘Cause they know I’m the queen, I still didn’t pick an heiress
Mirror, mirror, who’s the fairest?
You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki
What I drop on this watch?
I don’t know, about a hundred-fifty
I’m who they wishin’ to be
These hoes is on the ‘Gram, Nicki pitchin’ the ki’
‘Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
You got bars and still broke? You might as well took the plea, uh
Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo? Uh

[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back

[Verse 2]
Ayo, just last week I told ’em they run done
My legacy could never be undone
I’m a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun
Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
I’m the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat’s here
Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier
Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told ’em knock it off
Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
Put my crown on again, and I’ma knock it off
Anything with Nicki in it, they gonna pocket off
I mean profit off, my plug drop it off
You see them copyin’ my hair, tell ’em, “Chop it off!”
Uh, bad gyal with the, top is off
You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop ’em off
Uh, I ain’t never played a hoe position
I ain’t ever have to strip to get the pole position
Hoes is dissin’? Okay, these hoes is wishin’
You’re in no position to come for O’s position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position

[Chorus]
Work hard, just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back
Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
(Straight up, straight up)
I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
I used to work hard just to get half back
Used to work hard, just to get half back

[Outro]
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
W-w-w-w-w-work hard
J-j-just last week, I told ’em to pick a side
I-I-I bust shots, don’t duck if they don’t apply


Quavo – Lamb Talk lyrics


[Intro]
Ayy
Buddah Bless this beat

[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (yuh)
Lamb talk (yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, Honcho)

[Verse 1]
Bad mouth, agh
Rag talk (rag)
Bring that cash out (bag)
These bitches ass out (woah)
Who gon’ back down? (Who?)
We can’t back down (Who?)
Bodybag now (Who?)
Toe tag now (Who? Rrrah)
Run through the city, you think that you gettin’ it
You gon’ have to pay your percentage (hey)
Fuck nigga, we’ll come get it (come get it)
We’ll come get it with interest (go)
Niggas be dissin’ on Twitter and still believin’ they gon’ get a mention (Who?)
Fuck nigga, we’ll come get it (come get it)
You know we gon’ handle the business (yeah)
Niggas tried to hit me but they filed out (yeah)
Birds sing like Whitney and Bobby Brown house (brrt, yeah)
QC the new Cash Money Records now (yeah, go)
Whip it up, turn it up, pray they don’t turn it up
Pipe it up, live it up, give it up, give it up
Type it up, write it up, hit ’em up (woo), nigga can’t fight at us
Hit ’em up, really gon’ split ’em up
Diamond gon’, diamond gon’, diamond gon’ bite
Add it up, add it up, nigga, this a million bucks
Baby girl eat it up, eat it up
Ain’t nobody here rich as us, rich as us, uh

[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yuh)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 2]
Bad bitch, your highness (your highness)
Truck, green, sinus (snotty)
Welcome to Honcho World, the Migo Gang Dynasty (Dynasty)
Yeah, get your lil’ money for my niggas, minus it (go get it, go get it)
I promise you lil’ niggas don’t want the violence (no smoke, no smoke)
Migos scrap, issue silence (pshew, pshew, pshew)
It’s a shame, these young niggas drinkin’ Wocky (Wock’, Wock’)
And Quali
Me and Wop, we drinkin’ Act’ at one Follie’s (Guwop!)
They let me in with that Gat, know it’s just…
Designer clothes, flexin’, M.E.T. Gala carpet
Walk it like I talk it (walk it)
All these hoes stalkin’ (stalkin’)
Shake these haters off me (shake it)
You got a big mouth (big mouth)
Like a gator talkin’ (gator)
Then I take the pot, skrrt, skrrt
Fork it, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Gumbo, like I’m from New Orleans
Lil’ bitch said she hate me, fuck it, go and divorce me (fuck it)
I iced out her neck in A.P., but she won’t report it (she swear she down)

[Chorus]
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lamborghini (woo)
Lamb talk, uh, yeah
Lamb talk, Lambo (skrrt)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yuh)
Lamb talk (Lamb, yeah)
Lamb talk, nigga
Lamb talk (skrrt, skrrt)


Nicki Minaj – Miami lyrics


[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and shit

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
I flew in from Trinidad, peep this nigga pressin’
I think that he popped a molly ’cause look how he sweatin’
I’ma let my niggas rob him as soon as it set in
None of you bum bitches can sit with me and Gretchen
It’s the biggest, a bitch ain’t cough one time
It’s the sickest, I don’t ever clique up
But they know who the clique is
Fast little bitches, but of course I’m the quickest
Mortal Kombat, ninja Nicki, who ya pick is?

[Interlude: Patty Duke]
Ayo, queen, got the customers out here man
They lovin’ this shit, man, they lovin’ this shit, man
Where you at man, where you at man?
We need you here, man, I know you in Miami

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties, that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, you could take all of my bitches out to Abu Dhabi
Let one of my besties confiscate your Maserati
You should throw a party on the yacht for everybody
If we fuck your shit up, OMG, I’m very sorry
You could call me Barbie, ’cause I look just like a dolly
Yes, I bury them when they come for me, call me Halle
Since I finished her, my niggas call me the finale
I’m a busy bitch, I’m filthy rich, no time to polly
Ayo, swerve to the palace, this the queen like a [?]
Put 15 million dollars, on it, ask LL, I’m doin’ it
Don’t get cute and ruin it, all my skill, I hone it
I pity opponents, it look easy don’t it
(It look easy don’t it, it look easy don’t it)

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Just the other day I was out in Miami
Got the low-low on them Percs, low-low on them Xannies
Nigga’s know my bitches petty, I ain’t talkin’ mani’s
Pull up with a lot of bodies, don’t forget the Addies
When I run up in the town, I ain’t chitty-chatty
Got some real pretty titties that come with a fatty
Too much money, I ain’t never need a sugar daddy
I’m the Belle of the ball, you could call me Patty

[Outro: Patty Duke]
Yo, Nick, what’s good? This ya boy Patty Duke
Man, you already know we got shit movin’ out here, man
That these bitches ain’t fuckin’ wit’ you
They ain’t fuckin’ wit’ the team, man, all of ’em, man
‘Cause niggas know that bag heavy, boy, that bag heavy
Niggas get the fuckin’ drop round here
Queens get the money, man
Never fakin’ it, always makin’ it, yerrr
Iconic shit, man


Nicki Minaj – Sir lyrics


[Intro: Future]
Damn, damn, damn right
Huh? Hold up, yeah
I can see it
All this green, sir
Rollin’ weed, sir
Big ol’ rings, sir
Zaytoven
Metro Boomin want some more, nigga

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, headline tour, sir, with the bands, sir (band, sir)
I ain’t pressed, sir, over a band, sir (band, sir)
Get her a ticket, sir, she’s a fan, sir (fan, sir)
Can’t keep her man off my Instagram, sir (‘Gram, sir)
New slaves, but I’m still the master (master)
I’m whippin’ foreigns to make ’em go faster (faster)
Miss Aretha, I think I just passed her (passed her)
Icy Patek, tell ’em, “Kiss my ass, sir.” (ass, sir)
Pretty gang, sir, pretty gangster (gangster)
Said she was better than me, what a prankster (prankster)
He said, “You bad, Nicki,” I said, “Thanks, sir.” (thanks, sir)
Stay in some fresh prints, Ashley Banks, sir (banks, sir)
Call me A.I., sir, I’m The Answer (Answer)
I’m in the playoffs, sir, I advance, sir (advance, sir)
These niggas broke, they ain’t got no plans, sir (plans, sir)
I call ’em Sway, they ain’t got the answer (answer)
Ass shots, sir, with no chaser (chaser)
Pretty titties all up in his face, sir (face, sir)
They double tap, sir, it’s a fact, sir (fact, sir)
All the comments sayin’, “It’s a snack,” sir (snack, sir)
New bae, I’m his dirty dancer (dancer)
I said I wouldn’t but I took a chance, sir (chance, sir)
Ride him like a sled, Dasher, Prancer (Prancer)
I bust it open for him out in Cannes, sir (Cannes, sir)
Found boss, sir, I have a drought, sir
Them bum bitches ain’t allowed, sir
Yeah, Nicki Hendrixx

[Chorus: Future]
On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir
Splurgin’ cash, sir, blowin’ cash, sir
Fuckin’ hoes, sir, fuckin’ hoes, sir
Ridin’ foreigns, sir, ridin’ foreigns, sir
Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir
Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir
Cockin’ hammers, sir, cockin’ hammers, sir
Scuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir

[Verse 2: Future]
Automatic, sir, my bitch the baddest, sir (bitch bad)
I’m livin’ lavish, sir, fuck all the static, sir (fuck all the static)
Out on bond service, servin’ dope, sir
Where I’m from, sir, they’ll serve your mom, sir (serve your mom, sir)
Cocaina dealin’, jackboy, sir (jackboy)
Stars in the ceilin’, sir, dope in the attic, sir
Tarzan, sir, I drive fast, sir (drive faster)
Jeff Gordan sir, NASCAR, sir
Pluto my first name, Cash last name, sir
He wanna body, sir, you tryna get some stains, sir

[Chorus: Future]
On the gas, sir, on the gas, sir
Splurgin’ cash, sir, blowin’ cash, sir
Fuckin’ hoes, sir, fuckin’ hoes, sir
Ridin’ foreigns, sir, ridin’ foreigns, sir
Dirty Fanta, sir, dirty Fanta, sir
Hot Atlanta, sir, Hot Atlanta, sir

[Outro: Future & Nicki Minaj]
Cockin’ hammers, sir, cockin’ hammers, sir
Found boss, sir, I have a drought, sir
Them bum bitches ain’t allowed, sir
Excuse my manners, sir, excuse my manners, sir


Nicki Minaj – Thought I Knew You Lyrics


[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t
I-I-I-I thought I knew you
Fuck baby I – I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real
Thought you would stick around for real
I-I-I-I-I-I-I

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Misconstrued your love (misconstrued your love)
You confused my love
You givin up (up)
On love (on love)
Not to lose my love (not to lose my love), yeah

[Pre-Chorus 1: Nicki Minaj]
Honestly I think this shit excites you
You love drama, it excites you
I-I liked you
I-I-I-I don’t think I’m talking to the right you

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & The Weeknd]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew you, girl)
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew you)
Fuck baby I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real (down for real)
Thought you would stick around for real (for real)
I-I-I-I-I-I-I

[Verse 2: The Weeknd]
Tell me why you let me come inside for real
Nevermind, you were never mine for real
Hit my line, I’ma hit decline for real
I ain’t trying for a second time for real

[Pre-Chorus 2: The Weeknd]
Honestly, I think this shit excites you (excites you)
All that drama that you’re tied to (oh yeah)
You play the victim every time too
That shit came back and hit you times two

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj & The Weeknd]
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (thought I knew ya baby)
Ha-ha-ha I guess I didn’t (guess I didn’t girl)
I-I-I-I thought I knew you (oh yeah)
Fuck baby I guess I didn’t
I-I-I thought you was down for real (down for real)
Thought you would stick around for real (’round for real)
I-I-I-I-I-I-I

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
You broke my heart and now ever since
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
You broke my heart nigga ever since
I just want them dead presidents
I just want them dead presidents
Yeah, I just want them dead presidents
Dead-dead presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents
Presidents-dents presidents

Destiny’s Child – No No No (Part 2 – Extended Remix) Lyrics


This is the remix
This is the remix
This is the remix
This is the remix

You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy I know you want me
I can see it in your eyes
But you keep on frontin’
Won’t you say what’s on your mind
Cause each and every time you need me
You give me signs
But when I ask you what’s the deal
You hold it all inside
If you wanna be with me
You gotta keep it real
Tell me what’s goin’ on
Tell me how you feel
Cause boy I know you want me
Just as much as I want you
So come and get my love
It’s all here for you, oh yeah

You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

If you keep actin’ this way
You’re gonna lose my love
I ain’t got no time to play
You better hurry up
Cause every time I come around
Crews run around your way
I see you on the corner
But you don’t know what to say
When I walk up to you baby
You seem so shy
What’s the problem baby
Never had a girl like I (this is the remix)
I can see right through you
And you know you wanna be mine
So get your act together
Cause you’re running out of time

You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Every time I see you with your boys
You pretend as if you don’t want me
When you get home you call me on the phone
And tell me how much you care

Yo, close your eyes, shorty
You’re guaranteed to be hypnotized
By the remix that Wyclef provides
I don’t care ’bout your size
Girl shake your thighs
All I’m tryin’ to do
In the hood is stay alive
Make a little money with Destiny’s Child
Thugs hear this song, they dance, they go wild
Like Texas, they movin’ like
No-limit soldiers
They went from a dream to the
Young supremes, sing it

This is the remix
Jeeps pumps this new remix
This is the remix
Jeeps pumps this new remix

You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You’ll be sayin’ no, no, no, no, no
When it’s really yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Nicki Minaj – Majesty Lyrics


[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
’Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, uh, yo, I got the money and the power now
The G5’ll get me out there in an hour now
The MAC movin’ like crack, I’m sellin’ powder now
G-game over, locker room, hit them showers now
I got the trophies and the catalogue
Just did a deal, Mercedes-Benz, check the catalogue
I’m buyin’ buildings, we don’t buy the blogs
The Nicki challenge when I fly to Prague, uh

[Refrain: Labrinth]
‘Cause I’m a sucker for you
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Uh, yo, who want it with Nicki now?
I smoke ’em like hippies now
They see me, say, “Yippie,” now
Homes runnin’ like Griffey now
They switchin’ like sissies now
You niggas is iffy now
Bitches’ tune switchin’ up
We take ’em to Jiffy now
I’m thicker than peanut butter
He nuttin’ like Skippy now
He want me to be his wife
His misses like sippy now, uh

[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[Interlude: Eminem]
She invites me to the condo
Uh-oh—wifey’s in Chicago (oh, oh)
My side piece—but she’s also someone’s wife
So time we spend is borrowed
But it’s our moment
Right here, fuck tomorrow
‘Cause moments like these are to die for
And she’s clear all
Nice and easy as hair when I’m bleaching it blonde
So we got that lightning in a bottle

[Verse 3: Eminem]
She’s tipsy, I’m sober
So she gets a chip on her shoulder
Sits on the sofa, I go to load a
Slick Rick song or throw some Souls of Mischief on
She goes, “All that old school hip-hop is so fucked
Think that shit’s got pneumonia.”
I told her, “Bitch, now, just hold up.”
That’s why rap needs a doctor
Our genre’s lymph nodes are swollen up
It’s time to check it for strep or some tonsillitis
‘Cause like what they swab you with when your throat hurts
That’s why Tribe is so vital—we need Q-Tip for the culture
Speed it up a little bit
You ain’t dealin’ with a fuckin’ featherweight
I used to medicate until I’d get a fuckin’ bellyache
And now I’m finna step on the pedal, don’t wanna ever brake
I wanna accelerate to a level that I can elevate
Demented with the pen, I’ll make the mothafucker detonate
I wanna make it acapella, wait, I gotta set a date
With the devil and celebrate, together we can renovate
And re-develop hell awaits, and I’ma get a special place, now
Take a ride with me, hop into my time machine
I’ma take the driver’s seat as I thrust into hyperspeed
Like I’m a meteorite, and mothafuck the fucking media right in the behind
I’m a human encyclopedia
I must be like pie crust because I was bred to rise like I was yeast
And you’re never gonna reach these heights, they’re just too high to reach it
I ain’t even reached my fuckin’ highest
You better pick another game, try hide-and-seek
And you might wanna decide to cheat
‘Cause you gotta open your eyes to peek
Am I indeed the last of a dying breed?
Even if you fire-breathe, ain’t shit you can say to inspire heat
If you wrapped your entire meat pad up in a dryer sheet
And I’m back to rule the kingdom of fuck it
Better not use me as your topic, anybody who brings me up, duck it
Let me keep it one hundred, two things shouldn’t be your themes of discussion
The queen and her husband, last thing you’re gonna wanna be is our subjects, yeah

[Chorus: Labrinth]
Whatever you say, Mrs. Majesty (oh, oh)
Whatever you want, you can have from me (oh, oh)
I want your love, just lead me on
Won’t give it up, hey, hey, hey, hey
‘Cause I’m a sucker for ya
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang
Boom shang-a-lang-a-lang

[Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
Yo, yo, let me hit you back
Told ’em I’d get you back
I know you sittin’ there just thinkin’ ’bout who did you that
I am who did you that
You trippin’, did you pack?
Can’t post on Nicki block unless you sellin’ Nicki crack
Here, take a Nicki pack, check out this Nicki act
Nicki this, Nicki that, all these bitches piggyback
Nicki back, ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah, ah back
Ah, ah

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
How dare all them mirror my style
The mandem want this just for dial
Inna the dance, we a go skin out time now
I wanna come out your suicide door
Yeah, on the real, I’m these bitches’ idol
Gotta be dumb to make me your rival
‘Cause I’m too powerful, yeah, you not powerful
So say your prayers ’cause you ’bout to die slow
Die slow, die slow
Jealousy is a disease, die slow
Die slow, die slow
Tell her that jealousy is a disease, die slow


Nicki Minaj – Barbie Dreams Lyrics


[Intro]
Uh
R.I.P. to B.I.G.
Classic shit

[Verse 1]
I’m looking for a nigga to give some babies
A handful of Weezy, sprinkle of Dave East
Man, I ain’t got no type, like Jxmmi and Swae Lees
But if he can’t fuck three times a night, peace
I tried to fuck 50 for a powerful hour
But all that nigga wanna do is talk Power for hours
B-beat the pussy up, make sure it’s a K-O
Step your banks up like you’re moving that ya-yo
Somebody go and make sure Karrueche okay though
I heard she think I’m tryna give the coochie to Quavo
They always wanna beat it up, goon up the pussy
Man, maybe I should let him autotune up the pussy
All these Bow Wow Challenge niggas lying and shit
Man, these Fetty Wap niggas stay eyeing my shit
Drake worth a hundred milli, always buying me shit
But I don’t know if the pussy wet or if he crying and shit
Meek still be in my DMs, I be having to duck him
“I used to pray for times like this.”
Face ass when I fuck him
Man, Uzi is my baby, he ain’t takin’ a L
But he took it literally when I said, “Go to hell!”
Used to fuck with Young Thug, I ain’t addressin’ this shit
C-caught him in my dressing room, stealin’ dresses and shit
I used to give this nigga with a lisp testers and shit
How you want the pu-thy? Can’t say your S’s and shit

[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)

[Verse 2]
I remember when I used to have a crush on Special Ed
Shoutout Desiigner, ’cause he made it out of special ed
You wanna fuck me, you gotta give some special head
‘Cause this pussy had these niggas on some special meds
Like Mike Tyson, he was bitin’ my shit
Talking ’bout, “Yo, why you got these niggas fighting and shit?”
On the, on the real, I should make these niggas scrap for the pussy
Young M.A. and Lady Luck, get the strap for this pussy, uh
And I would’ve had Odell Beckham banging the cake
‘Til I saw him hoppin’ out of cars dancing to Drake
I been a five-star bitch, man, word to Gotti
I’ma do that nigga Future dirty, word to Scottie
Had to cancel DJ Khaled, boy, we ain’t speaking
Ain’t no fat nigga telling me what he ain’t eating
YG and The Game with the hammer yelling, “Gang, gang!”
This ain’t what I meant when I said a gang bang
Tekashi want a ménage, I said “tre-way”
Curved him and went the Kim and Kanye way
Em’, cop the Barbie Dreamhouse then you can play the part
I ain’t tryna bust it open in the trailer park

[Chorus]
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (B-B-B-Barbie, B-B-B-Barbie)
Dreams of fucking with any of these little rappers
I’m just playing, but I’m saying (Barbie Dreams, B-B-B-Barbie)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 3]
You know I’m all about them dollars
I be supporting them scholars
I let him give me some brain
But he wanted me to ride it
So I said, “Fuck it, I’m in”
He want a cut like a trim
And if he act like he know
I let him fuck it again
I got them bars, I’m indicted
I’m popping, I’m uninvited
I said, “Just lick on the clitoris, nigga, don’t fucking bite it”
I ride his –, in the circle
I turn Stefan into Urkel
I go around and around and I’ma go down in slow motion
Then I pick it up, look at it
I said, “Daddy, come get at it,” uh
Yellow brick road, he said that I am a wiz at it
Yeah, they want it, want it
You know I flaunt it, flaunt it
I’m a trendsetter
Everything I do, they do
Yeah, put ’em up on it, on it
Dimelo, papi, papi
Yo quiero sloppy, sloppy
I’ll give it to you if you beat it up like Baki, Baki
I’ma kill ’em with the shoe, no ceiling is in the roof
And I’m big, give me the loot, twelve cylinders in the Coupe
I get down with the chrome, I tell ’em when I’ma shoot
I just bang, bang, bang, real killers is in my group
Gorillas is in my unit, vacationin’ where it’s humid
And I shine, shine, shine, got diamonds all in my cubans
I’m in LA Times more than when niggas lootin’
And my flow spit crack, I think that nigga usin’
He done bodied everybody, in closing these bitches losin’
Using, using up a bitch movin’
No, I ain’t Studdard and no I ain’t Ruben
Damn, a bitch snoozin’
Shoutout to my Jews, l’chaim, Rick Rubin
Big fat titties, yes, they be protrudin’
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in
I be like, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, bring the lube in


Kane Brown – Weekend Lyrics


[Verse 1]
It’s 4:30 Friday, I get off at 5:00
I come into your place, you come into mine
Got a bottle of Jack and cheap red wine
Yeah, our own little world
Wanna open em up, close all the doors
Spin you around on that kitchen floor
Cause all week long, I’ve been waitin’ for
You and me girl

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend

[Verse 2]
We can watch a whole season of Southfield and Friends
While I watch that afternoon sun shining in
Right through the blinds and onto your skin
Yeah, that’s something to see
Three days just ain’t enough and times ticking
So keep that cherry red lipstick sticking on me
Yeah, let’s just keep

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Sippin’ something on the cheap end, cheap end
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end, deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in, feet in
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend

[Bridge]
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
Nothing to do, nowhere to be
But right here with you and you with me
Right here with you and you with me

[Chorus]
Just chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Sippin’ something on the cheap end (yeah)
Skinny dippin’ in the deep end
Or bass fishin’ with your feet in (oh)
Up all night then we sleepin’, sleepin’
But we were never really sleepin’, sleepin’
Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in
Goose bumps just a creepin’, creepin’
Yeah, we chillin’ on the weekend
Oh yeah, yeah we chillin’ on the weekend (oh)
Just chillin’ on the weekend, weekend
Chillin’ on the weekend

Jessie J – Love Will Save the World Lyrics


[Verse 1]
They say oil and water don’t go together
You say can’t be flipping switches in stormy weather

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m living on the edge with the trivia, no
Maybe this type of love is different
Opposites attract, oposites attract
Maybe I don’t care if I’m living up
But there’s a dose of love I forgot
Opposites attract, oposites attract

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

[Verse 2]
We break all our rules
We do what people always do
But they but they think they clever (they think they clever, they think they clever, they think they clever)
Discover, then destroy
They say hearts speak a different language
Won’t last forever (forever, ever, forever, ever, forever, ever)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m living on the edge with the trivia, no
Maybe this type of love is different
Opposites attract, oposites attract
Maybe I don’t care if I’m giving up
But there’s a dose of love I forgot
Opposites attract, oposites attract

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

[Bridge]
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
(Take your life in your hands)
Love with you, love with you, yeah
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
Love with you, love with you
It’s not just about the ones close
Ooh, ooh
Down on your luck for the one you love
Ooh, yeah
It’s also about the ones who safe
Oh, no, no, no
Here we go

[Chorus]
When pain is the enemy
So this won’t be the end of me, no
So breaking is the remedy
Love is the best of me, oh
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world
I’m in love with you, love with you
Love will save the world
Love will save the world, yeah

​Gnash – Dear insecurity Lyrics


[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Verse 1: gnash]
I hate the way you make me feel
I hate the things you make me think
You make me sick to my stomach
I wish that I wasn’t me
Somedays when I wake up, I see myself in the mirror
I feel like we shouldn’t be good and be clearer
My nose to my clothes from my chin to my skin
I’ll never be good, enough forever again
For you, so I’d change for you
Then I’ll die for you, then you made me blue
If I were you, I’d hate me too
But I already feel like you do
Because you tell me I’m not worship
And the bad luck’s on purpose
And if I’m sad, then I deserved it
But underneath the surface
I’m hurting, searching, and learning
My imperfections maybe perfect

[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Verse 2: gnash]
I, feel like I’m dying on the inside
But I smile it off
I’m a mess, I’m depressed, I’m alone and it’s all my fault
Did I do something wrong? This feeling’s unfair
You’re making me anxious but why the fuck do I care?
I overthink everything till’ my thoughts are impaired
I hate everything about me, I think I need some air
Drink some water, take a breath
Take a moment to be thankful for the reasons that you’re blessed
It’s not about mistakes you made or failures that you had
It’s all about the memories and little things you have
You freckles, and flawsty
Your body ambruises
Your scar is til’ your beautiful, birth marks that truth hides
We’re on in the same to play the cards that you doubt
Nobody likes you more than you being yourself

[Chorus: Ben Abraham]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you gonna let me be just the way I am
Dear insecurity

[Bridge: gnash]
I am
Proud of the person of I am
Nobody’s gon’ tell me who I am
Or who I can’t be
I am
Taking my life into my hand
So tired of hiding who I am
I am me
So

[Chorus: gnash]
Dear insecurity
When you gonna take your hands off me?
When you ever gonna let me be proud of who I am
Oh, insecurity
It’s time to take your hands off me?
It’s the time to let you see
Just the way I am
I’m proud of who I am

J. Cole – Album of the Year (Freestyle) Lyrics


[Verse]
Yeah
My mind state feel like the crime in the summertime
Higher than average
Lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state, I skate by the masters
Like “Yoo-hoo” with a new-new ridin’ passenger
Shout out Oak Cliff, I’m ’bout to fly to Dallas
Decade from now I might just buy the Mavericks
What up, Mark Cuban?
I am only part human, half-man, half-amazing
Plus I’m good at math like I’m Asian
Hate to use stereotypes, but that’s light compared to what a nigga get from Caucasians
No race-baitin’—treat the beat like Playstation
Reporting to you live from the International Space Station
I probably vacation on Mars
The flow is out of this world and so is the bars
Blow the facade right off of your squad
Lil’ rappers, I love you, but you ain’t shit ’til you got offers in Prague
Look that shit up
A book, nigga, pick that shit up
Expand your vocab
I’m giving out toe tags for no cash
All summer long plus three seasons after
Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me
It’s absolutely imperative that my heat speak to rappers
The problem with this game is this weak sea of rappers
I’m the answer on the low, I’m a cheat sheet for rappers
I came up ’round AC to DC adapters
Plug talk, what I’m really sayin’ is a shame but my niggas move ‘caine like HBCU Kappas
Whole town full of CC Sabathias
You think niggas gettin’ fat pitchin’ crack?
Not really
This is not the eighties, don’t be silly
Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy
Now Billy momma want the judge to pardon his addiction
How many black addicts that got caught up in the system
With no sob stories on your prime time television, I can smell a blatant contradiction
Man, listen
Don’t want to fuck up my vibe
Let’s end it on a positive note, come see me live
KOD, album of the year, undebatably
My cadence be the greatest we’ve seen since the late MC who’s name was The Notorious
Dreamville stacked like the Warriors
Winning back to back
Next up to bat is my nigga Bas
After that Jiddy-J.I.D
That’s that New York City kid plus ATL
Me, I’m from the ‘Ville but I know them towns well
Before I had a deal I was givin’ niggas hell
Now I’m givin’ niggas deals and they givin’ niggas hell


Destiny’s Child – Bootylicious (Love: Destiny Version) Lyrics


Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don’t think they can handle this

Love he
Love she
Love harmony
Love destiny

Woo
Better move, cause we’ve arrived
Lookin’ sexy, lookin’ fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thang
There you are, come on baby
Don’t you wanna dance with me?
Can you handle, handle me?

You gotta do much better
If you’re gonna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you’re gonna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it’s time for takeoff

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Woo
I’m about to break you off
H-town goin’ hard, read my hips
Slap my thighs, swing my hair
Squint my eyes
Lookin’ hot, smellin’ good
Groovin’ like I’m from the hood
Over my shoulder I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this?

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can’t help but wonder why
My vibe’s too vibealacious for you babe

I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip with my hips you slip into a trance
I’m hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let’s cut a rug while we scat some jazz, yeah

Pa pa de do da-de
Pa pa de do da-de do
Pa de-de oh
Pa de-de oh
Pow pow pow pow

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
I don’t think you can handle this

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Love destiny


twenty one pilots – Levitate Lyrics


[Chorus]
Oh, I know how to levitate up off my feet
And ever since the seventh grade I learned to fire-breathe
And though I feed on things that fell
You can learn to levitate with just a little help
Learn to levitate with just a little help

[Verse 1]
Come down, come down
Cowards only come through when the hour’s late
And everyone’s asleep, mind you
Now show up, show up
I know I shouldn’t say this
But a curse from you is all that I would need right now, man
Come down, come down
Cowards only come through when the hour’s late
And everyone’s asleep, mind you
Now show up, show up
I know I shouldn’t say this
But a curse from you is all that I would need right now, man

[Verse 2]
Danger in the fabric of this thing I made
I probably shouldn’t show you, but it’s way too late
My heart is with you hiding, but my mind’s not made
Now they know it like we both knew for some time I’d say
They’re smirking at first blood, they’re circling above
But this is not enough
Yeah, this is not what you thought
No, no we are not just graffiti on a passing train
I got back what I once bought back
In that slot I won’t need to replace
This culture is a poacher of overexposure, not today
Don’t feed me to the vultures
I am a vulture who feeds on pain
Sleep in a well-lit room, don’t let the shadow through
And sever all I knew, yeah, sever all
I thought I could depend on my weekends
On the freezing ground that I’m sleeping on
Please, keep me from; please, keep me down from the ledges
Better test it, wooden wedges under doorways
Keep your wooden wedges under doors
Chorus, verse, chorus, verse
Now here comes the eight
Wait, habits here too
You’re the worst, your structure compensates
But compensation feels a lot like rising up to dominate by track two
At least they all know all they hear comes from a place

[Chorus]
Oh, I know how to levitate up off my feet
And ever since the seventh grade I learned to fire-breathe
And though I feed on things that fell
You can learn to levitate with just a little help
You can levitate with just a little help

[Outro]
Welcome to Trench


Mick Jenkins – Bruce Banner Lyrics


[Pre-Chorus]
I’m not a rapper, I’m a writer
It’s a couple chefs in this game, and a whole lotta’ biters

[Chorus]
Fuck’s wrong with these niggas
Fuck’s to it
Fuck wrong wit’ ’em
Fuck’s to it
These niggas talker not walkers
The drive of Paul Walker, I got it
Can’t touch ’em, like, now that I’m sipping this Henny Hypnotic
Fuck wrong wit’ ’em
Fuck’s to it (uh!)

[Verse]
Honestly can’t nobody come for me ‘cept Kendrick
And I hope you offended, like it’s untrue
Don’t make me debunk your kung-fu
Fuck up the whole Feng shui when we come through
They can’t hurt us
My shit in Target, I’m Nate Burkus, they ain’t perfect
Can she walk out with the javelin
Y’all niggas babbling about who the greatest and who after him
If intelligent discussion was dribbling, you’d be travelling
And I’d be somewhere Harlem Globetrot traffickin’ truth
I’m adamant about the handle I got on this shit
I pattened it after James Harden and James Patterson
Don’t make me Alex Cross, cross ‘tween, skip through that lane and change strategy (uh!)
Niggas lose medullas, fuckin’ with my shooters
Rappers lose medallions fuckin’ with Chicago
So many niggas hangin’, they know Mr. Cooper
Police they are shooters then like bloopers
They gon’ play that shit on T.V., ’til we Stevie to it
Say we can’t make them drink the water
I don’t know if we can lead ’em to it
I see the difference, I don’t see improvement
I see people that look like me that’s leeching to it
And apparently speaking on it is preaching to ’em
And apparently having opinions is tragic to mention, no matter intention
But only when you got blue checks and new checks and a few floors, more than a duplex
I’m too stressed for all this, fifth-grade, bitch-made
Watch your mouth when you spit facts, what for?
I got the fire nigga
Heard ‘Soul album and I knew that I inspire niggas greatly
Alex Hailey at the root of it all
My quest-for-love just wasn’t suited for ya’ll and my black thoughts won’t be muted or diluted
And livin’ water can’t be polluted at all
Secluded I be, too many delusions I see when you speaking and you losin’ me
That’s your 15 minutes, you losin’ ’em
They draw their conclusions
I just be just disproving ’em, my ink hold weight
This paper hold heat like aluminum foil
Your correct in assuming the soil is fertile
I’m growing like weeds, I’m growing my weed
My shorty look like she come from where they growing ya’ll weave at
Ya’ll throwing shade, I three-man weave that
It’s been a one-man fast break, ya’ll ain’t even seen the team yet

[Chorus]
Fuck wrong wit’ ’em
Fuck’s to it
Fuck wrong wit’ ’em
Fuck’s to it
These niggas talker not walkers
The drive of Paul Walker, I got it
Can’t touch ’em, like, now that I’m sipping this Henny Hypnotic
Fuck wrong wit’ ’em
Fuck’s to it (uh!)


Tyga – Freestyle w/ The L.A. Leakers – Freestyle #051


[Verse]
Pay me on the first, niggas know I broke the curse
How it feel when the Rolls is reversed? Nigga got it out the dirt
Bad bitches ’round, I’ma flirt and I’m goin’ for my eighth like Cur
Do you concur? Catch me if you can lil purp
I go Kyrie Curry on the verse, ball like a Nerf
Meet me on the turf, I don’t mean for real, group of these niggas nerd
Full of that sizzurp, you will get serve
My niggas make you hide your face like H.E.R
And I like her, titties are first
Big green Phantom got ’em hooked, Lary Bird
Give ’em the bird, fuck what you heard, I’m the best rapper-er
Niggas call me tiger, that’s whiter than a ice berg
I’m nicer than your favorite rapper on perks
I might curve if she don’t got good slurp
Be nicer, put you on a RIP shirt
Yes-er, ridin’ in a two-seat seater
I love ho but I still gotta bang, eat her
Believe it or not, came back from the sunken, now I’m cream of the crop
I need cash on spot, I don’t want the deposit
I got DMs from every IG thot
But I’m locked in, studio 24-7
I just popped in, fuckin’ with the niggas, when I leave, its gon’ rekill
I’ma wait at your house, my girl’s top tier
If we talkin’ overall, I’m top ten
Flows, car, bitches, ice
King in Dubai like fuck the price
Lookin’ at yours, I’m like “fuck my life”
Lookin’ at yours, I’m like “you’re right”
I might go psych, go might (might, might might)
It’s redrum, I’m psych (psych, psych, psych)
Bitch, I’m always right
Everybody wanna be like Mike
Big bank take lil’ bank
Ayy, fuck around, I need another bank
Ayy, thirteen hundred stars in the Wraith
Woo, and I’m on that forty-two man
Yeah, big bank take lil’ bank
Uh, this my shit when I’m in the Wraith
And my Maybach up to date