DJ Mustard – Been A Long Time (feat. Yg & Ty Dolla $Ign) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Hook: YG]
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too

[Verse 1: YG]
Aw damn, no they didn’t
Three Musketeers back together and they winning
And they getting too much money
Turn niggas rich then the crew must love me
4Hunnid chain by the tummy
Skinny jeans, thing hang by the tummy
Don’t underestimate me buddy
This 4 pound bark I had to tell it hush puppy
You chasing ghosts like Pac man
We chasing being rich ass black men
I got dough but I gotta keep this dough coming
I don’t rock designer, I design, 4Hunnid
I must be an entrepreneur or something
Gotta fuck your bitch, playing, always tryna pursue something
Me and Ty was bool, me and Mustard fell off
Now we picking up where we left off

[Hook: YG]
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Aw shit yeah they did
3 of Amerikaz most wanted
The one that got the west back started
That bullshit we back on it, ayy
I was out getting it
I was up late night always trying to stare
Always seen the big picture
Always ten toes stomp down like a real nigga (oh ya)
Had to make my own rules
Had to set examples for my young bools
Sucka nigga do when he can
Rich nigga do what he want to
Been a long time since you seen us
Well nigga this the re-up
Bad bitch in the Lamb with her feet up
Tell my nigga Mustard keep the beat up

[Hook: YG]
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too




DJ Mustard – Ridin’ Around (feat. Nipsey Hussle & Rj) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro: RJ]
Never gonna love no broke ass bitch, woah
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Came to get money pat on my back cause I did it
I pull up in foreign blowing smoke through the ceiling
You make it from nothing such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
My cars go fast, my pockets is fat
I take your bitch and we go shopping at Sachs
I’m a popular mack, never stop for them rats
Flipped a lot of them racks while I fuck with this rap
Nigga hustling back so they stuck in the set
Playing Russian Roulette, me I’m puffing the best
I’m a fucking exec, money, power, respect
All my weapons is fresh, on the west I’m a rep
I’m the fucking connect, I could cut you a check
I could put you in the game and let you hustle the rest
I got a lust for success, you know it come with the stress
So we party every night, what the fuck you expect?

[Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning

[Verse 2: RJ]
Never gon’ love no broke ass bitch
Never one broke bitch gone change me
Mister Right Back, back and she pays me
Whip the ghost like I’m bringing back slavery
Mister LA I just caught a lick
Dug it out the mud like a forklift
I’m with some balling ass bloods, some cold crips
Don’t get dragged out the club like a coat, bitch
I turn LA into Antarctica
The nigga switched on me it’s like an audible
Dodging the feds it ain’t affordable
My pull up game came with a urinal
Extendo for certain
Forties with the thirties like it’s Harlems on Vernon
Man ’cause niggas up in LA barbies
Rappers want me get some help and sell their merch

[Hook: Nipsey Hussle & RJ]
Ridin ’round, out of bounds, 40 cal, 30 rounds
You make it from nothing, such a wonderful feeling
My clothes expensive, my hoes appealing
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning
Started to lose friends when they notice you winning
They see that we winning


DJ Mustard – Want Her (feat. Quavo & Yg) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro: YG & DJ Mustard]
4hunnid
Y’all know who I ami, right?
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Hook: Quavo]
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her

[Verse 1: Quavo]
If I’ma spend I’ma pay for some friends
I’ma pay for some friends
If I’ma spend I’ma pay for some friends
I’ma pay for some friends
If I’ma spend I gotta pay for some friends
Let me pay for some friends
If I’ma spend, shawty bring your friends
I’ma pay whole, just get ’em in
I’ma rap to you like Juvenile when that bag come
You want a rich nigga to pay your table tab, huh?
When we go shopping you want me to buy that bag, huh?
You don’t like it when I hop out with that mag, huh?
You don’t like when I’m finna dip with my niggas, huh?
That’s the only way a nigga can’t come get you, huh?
I got what you want, I know what you want
Want a rich nigga come up and pull up on your block
Want a rich nigga come up and pull up on your block
Bum bum, tell her get out that Honda

[Hook: Quavo]
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her

[Verse 2: YG]
You want a nigga to buy you a new ass, huh?
You want a nigga to pop out that tag, huh?
You want a nigga that know how to smash, huh?
You want a nigga to curve like he got that badge, huh?
You want a nigga that don’t care about your past, huh?
Cause you been living NASCAR fast, huh?
Don’t talk just buy that bag, huh
Bought that bag and get that ass, huh
She fuck with niggas by the plug (by the plug)
She got me going against my morals (‘gainst the morals)
Oh this bitch lying, but she loyal (oh she loyal)
Oh this bitch want to be spoiled (want to be spoiled)
That pussy got me tripping, need to wake up
How I let her sleep in my bed with all this makeup
That head game got me tripping, tripping
Can’t believe she let herself get face fucked

[Hook: Quavo]
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her (4Hunnid!)
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her

[Bridge: Quavo]
Shit how you spending, spending, spending
Spending, spending, spending?
Shit how you spending, spending, spending
Spending, spending, spending?
She could make a rich nigga spend
She could make a rich nigga spend

[Hook: Quavo]
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Girl all the rich niggas, girl all the rich niggas, they want you
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her
Want her, all the rich niggas want her


DJ Mustard – Dope Boy (feat. Ot Genesis & Jeezy) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Verse 1: O.T. Genasis]
Straight dope with homie, bought to do dirt
Got a plug with no money, can’t buy work
Just hit me a lick I need mine first
All this dope make my mother fucking eyes hurt
Got weed then I got to the fucking pills
Start messing with coke ’cause want a mil’
I remember when I won a million record deal
Now I’m in this bitch screaming fuck a record deal
Selling all these Os with my eyes closed
Ship it out with a mother fucking blindfold
Got a bitch to get the bread ’cause the bank playin’
Got a bitch to get the bread ’cause the bank playin’
Wish the police would come try me
Trapped out so I never got an ID
36 for 28, 16 for 30
Everything gotta go, bitch I’m in a hurry

[Hook: O.T. Genasis]
Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, run it up
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, run it up
Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Dope boy, count, count, dope boy, count, count

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
Got a flex in that yellow like a 64
My nigga say he want a dub that’s a 6 hoe
That’s when I have some cool water then I whip slow
That’s when I have some cool water then I whip slow
Fuck a bitch ya I’m in love with my scales
Fuck a Nemo tryna find these fish scales
Trying to wear the work out, we gon’ stress that
‘Til my daughter get the bread, he gon’ fetch that
Tell the water whipping nigga what I’m best at
If I’m in the court room I won’t confess that
Got a Benz outside but that’s a hot box
But we working, work it down, that’s a chop shop
Be riding from the city we finesse that
You better keep that Calico, might respect that
They gon’ be kicking down the door where you rest at
They be coming, get your birds, where your nest at?

[Hook: O.T. Genasis]
Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Yeah, dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, run it up
Don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it, run it up
Dope boy, dope boy, dope boy, nigga
Dope boy, count, count, dope boy, count, count


DJ Mustard – Know My Name (feat. Rich The Kid & Rj) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
Tell your man don’t do you right
When I got that money I ain’t change up
Bitch you know my name, I got paper
I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
Tell your man don’t do you right
When I got that money I ain’t change up
Bitch you know my name, I got paper

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Bitch you know my name, bitch you know my name
Bitch I’m rich forever, put that on my chain
Got these haters mad, we got plenty cash
And all them hoes put the money in a paper bag
Now these haters too salty
Do the math, mourine, that’s a ten piece
Woke up with a bank on a new day
Last night dreaming ’bout a new Wraith
Don’t she know me? I’m the GOAT like Kobe
I got that check and call the jeweler told him freeze me
Word around town that I made it
Two freaks, one coupe going crazy
I did broke that bitch bed now she stalking me
Mommy told me more money, more enemies
Had to learn that
Bring your girl around me, get your bitch snatched
[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
Tell your man don’t do you right
When I got that money I ain’t change up
Bitch you know my name, I got paper

[Verse 2: RJ]
I ain’t lying, ayy
I ain’t lying, ayy
I ain’t lying
Got them eyeing my designs from the side
Side eyeing all these dogs from behind
Throw a bundle in her girdle, make her hunch over, ayy
All these rush for it
I’m a boss, she gon’ work for it
She’s the one who hold you down from the first floor, ayy
Started from the ground, I’m a vert boy, ayy
Slap them rims on it, make them work for it, ayy
Spent about a hunnid on the shirt for it
This that type a verse with a hayayaya
Goyard on my waist
Fell out of love, then I jumped in that Wraith
Slid in that at the club with my drum on display
From my gums to my range, bust down like a layover

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
Tell your man don’t do you right
When I got that money I ain’t change up
Bitch you know my name, I got paper

[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Gotta stay one hunnid, I can’t change up
Bitches wanna fuck me ’cause I’m famous
Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
She put her number in my phone but I ain’t save it
Girl I stay one hunnid, I can’t change up
Bitches wanna fuck me ’cause I’m famous
Tell your bitch to leave her face painted
She put her number in my phone but I ain’t save it

[Hook: Rich The Kid]
I’m a boss, I might flex on a bitch
I ain’t lying, spend a grip on my wrist
If she bad I might take her to the red carpet
Bought a car, now I’m tryna learn how to start it
Bitch you know my name, pop up, hit it then I slide
Tell your man don’t do you right
When I got that money I ain’t change up
Bitch you know my name, I got paper


DJ Mustard – Lil Baby (feat. Ty Dolla $Ign) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign & DJ Mustard]
Nanana, oh nananana nana
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, “Slow down daddy ya that ain’t too big”
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I’ll beat it right, I will
If it’s hard, take my time, I will
Hell yeah, you got the right idea
You let me hit it from the back like a Rottweiler
Girl I kill that punani
Hit it raw doggy in the morning
Give it to you everytime you’re horny
Every time I’ll pull it cocky got you put it on me
Got you screaming oooh oooh
Goddamn girl you so nasty
And you know
I just can’t let you walk past me

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, “Slow down daddy ya that ain’t too big”
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I put it on ya
Hit it to a swirl, break the ice out
Ain’t even with her, you gon’ wild out
I’m the only nigga that you talk ’bout, oh ya
Tell me who the coldest
Anybody record I get on is, on the radio like a Jonas
I’m about to check her then finesse her out of garments
Singing oohhhh
Goddamnit girl you so nasty
And you know
I’ll be right there when you ask me

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, “Slow down zaddy ya that ain’t too big”
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
Nanana, oh nananana nana
Nananana, nanananana
Yeah, they know not what they do
But I’m still making moves
Tryna make some moves with you
And you know…

[Hook]
Girl I beat it up, beat it up right, I will
Oh, and I go deeper than your ex man did
She be like, “Slow down zaddy ya that ain’t too big”
She a pretty young thing and ain’t got no kids
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Lil baby, lil mama, lil baby, lil mama
Yeah, yeah

DJ Mustard – Shake That Ass (feat. Teecee 4800 & K Camp) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Hook: TeeCee4800]
I got my phone and I tell her to come over
I got the pole in the crib and we gon’ go up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
You the only girl getting all this cash (getting all these racks)

[Verse 1: TeeCee4800]
I said, stop, back, acting sadity tonight you can be a rack
C’mon suck up all this dick and get that ass smacked
I be dipping from the cops, so fast, call me NASCAR
Got the weed, lean, fiends call me for that Aderall
I used to rock pro clubs, now I rock Burberry
No love here, turn my phone off to February
Toot it and boot it, don’t care if I lose it
I give it to you, don’t care what you do with it
[Hook: TeeCee4800]
I got my phone and I tell her to come over
I got the pour up in the crib and we gon’ go up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
You the only girl getting all this cash (getting all these racks)
I got my phone and I tell her to come over
I got the pole in the crib and we gon’ go up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
You the only girl getting all this cash (getting all these racks)

[Verse 2: K Camp]
Shake that ass right now
Get that cash right now
They playing with you, I’m gon’ help you get that bag right now
I’m in a stash right now
Work that pole for a nigga, then get low
Had to grab me some more condoms from the store
She a freak and you know she trying to go
Girl you playing, let me take your ass on roll
Ayye, bitch I’m paid
While you playing I might throw it in your face
TeeCee, tell the hoe how we play
I got bitches, why the fuck would I text?
Bring Magic City all the way to Cali
Girl stop playing I might hit it in some Ballys
I’m in the lab, I’ll meet you in the Valley
Like I’m Pat Riley, got a win like Khaled

[Hook: TeeCee4800]
I got my phone and I tell her to come over
I got the pole in the crib and we gon’ go up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
You the only girl getting all this cash (getting all these racks)
I got my phone and I tell her to come over
I got the pole in the crib and we gon’ go up
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
You the only girl getting all this cash (getting all these racks)


DJ Mustard – Don’t Hurt Me (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro: YG]
Mustard on the beat, ho!

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Tryna get up in my head, now that’s a headache
I just wanna fuck, I make the bed shake
She wanna spend some time, now that’s a Rollie
Shawty ride the dick, just like it’s stolen
Met her at the Westin with her bestie
Kissin’, they were sweatin’, doin’ lip things
Had to get up in that lil thang, yeah that lil thang
Let her rock the mic, yeah, no lipsync
They say that it’s last call, so let’s ball
Tryna have that ass thrown on that pole
Throw it back like retro, like it’s retro
Baby, baby, let’s go, girl let’s go
[Pre-Hook: Jeremih]
We take it to my room, yeah
Ain’t no need to talk
When that ass on me and the lights off
Baby, I know what to do with it
Give her what she want
Now she wanna fuck a nigga all the time

[Hook: Jeremih]
Oh baby, don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Tryna get up in my head, now that’s a headache
I just wanna fuck, and get my cake ate
You wanna spend some time, that’s a Rollie
I’ma ride his D, like it’s stolen
I met him in the Hills out in LA
Took me for a cruise, yeah, Penelope
Had to sit up on that big thing, that big thing
Super duper freak, yeah, like Rick James
They say that it’s last call, for that bar
Tryna get that peach Myx Moscato
Make it clap like when the home team score
Baby don’t you hurt me like before

[Pre-Hook: Nicki Minaj]
Take you to my room, yeah
Ain’t no need to talk
When this thing in your mouth, down South
Baby, you know what to do with it
Gave him what she want
Now he wanna hit your girl all the time

[Hook: Jeremih + Nicki Minaj]
Oh baby, don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me

[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
All these bitches beggin’ me to pass the baton
All these bitches tryna fit my crown and my wand
Bitches still my sons, get your sonogram on
Just a nick of time I did the cover of TIME
Gettin’ a million dollars just to stand there and rhyme
Even if you was Curry, bitch, there’s still a LeBron
But let’s face it, I’m Curry, with rings like LeBron
Added my rings up, that’s Mike Jordan
I told bitches when I switched my flow four times
I’d be damned if a bitch nigga eat off mine
All this cake make a broke nigga beat off, huh?
I’m just lookin’ for a man, fuck a B-O-Y

[Hook: Jeremih + Nicki Minaj]
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me
Don’t hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
You know I like it naughty, naughty, naughty
When they hear me, want that sexy, sexy, sexy
Want lovin’ if you let me, let me, let me


DJ Mustard – Party (feat. Young Thug & Yg) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Party on a week day
Party, party, party on the weekend

[Hook: Young Thug]
Me and my kin, we havin’ parties on the weekend
We have a party on the weekday
Pull up in a foreign on a weekday
Hop up out the car and let my speaker play
My honey say she make you nut in one way
She got all the niggas at her but she won’t say
My wallet? At the party, go deep, yay
I can hop out of a brand new car like every day
Party, party
Okay the party, party
I just wanna party, party
Okay the party, party
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Thugger, Thugger baby
I could put you in some chains like a slave bitch
I could put you inside a foreign like a spaceship (skurr, skurr)
Bring that fat ass here, Ms. Parker (bring that here)
Yaa I’ma stand in front your door like its a payshift
I wanna fuck her, she a stallion, right on the beach
I wanna eat it like a salad and fuck up the sheets
I don’t wanna hear nun ’bout your dad and just act like a bastard
I wanna fuck her like a stallion, her mama a Baptist
Hey, hey yah
And I was standing on the block with a pound
Inside of my pants like a fuckin’ Pamper
I wanna stack me up some M’s and then move to the Hamptons
No needle but my brother in the pen and

[Hook: Young Thug]
Me and my kin, we havin’ parties on the weekend
We have a party on the weekday
Pull up in a foreign on a weekday
Hop up out the car and let my speaker play
My honey say she make you nut in one way
She got all the niggas at her but she won’t say
My wallet? At the party, go deep, ayy
I can hop out of a brand new car like every day
Party, party
Okay the party, party
I just wanna party, party
Okay the party, party

[Verse 2: YG]
4Hunnid, need a bad bitch
I could run that check up
I could put you on, I could be your connector
Baby I can manage, yeah
Have you working now, have you busy, the whole calendar
So grab that we can flex on ’em
Hit the club, leave the club, duck off, have sex on them
Hoe big mo t-rex on ’em
I need a bad bitch, don’t want no leftovers
I pull up with that Henny, B
We take a couple shots and you tell me that you feeling me
If we get it popping then we blame it on the Henny, B
Wake up in the morning then you gonna remember me

[Hook: Young Thug]
Me and my kin, we havin’ parties on the weekend
We have a party on the weekday
Pull up in a foreign on a weekday
Hop up out the car and let my speaker play
My honey say she make you nut in one way
She got all the niggas at her but she won’t say
My wallet? At the party, go deep, ayy
I can hop out of a brand new car like every day
Party, party
Okay the party, party
I just wanna party, party
Okay the party, party

[Outro: YG]
I’m sayin’ we just wanna get drunk and fuck, baby
We just wanna make some money and spend it, baby
We just wanna turn up, baby
Yeah
Nah forreal, forreal, like forreal, forreal
Like I’m talkin’ ’bout hop in the car, ride around
Slide with you, go back to the crib, sip some more drink
Sip some drink, sip some drink
Hop in the pool, the jacuzzi, you know, party

DJ Mustard – Main B*tch (feat. Rj) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro]
Mustard on the beat ho!

[Hook]
Tell my homies about my side bitch
Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch
I don’t tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government
Where the money sent shit
Cut a bitch don’t you tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, don’t ever tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, so don’t you tell my main bitch
[Verse 1]
Shit always smiles when I’m pulling up
Fuck the crowd when it’s you, it’s us
You was down it was pulling us
I don’t be with you enough
Tell these side hoes choosing us
Hope to God they don’t ruin us
I’ma hit the jeweler
Bitch drop a dime and I’ma do the drugs
Flood the pinky like I do the rest
Show the homie love
Got my main bitch showing up
Showing out better show me some
What that show me shit like
I took you down, bitch you owe me for life
I accept all my wrongs when I’m wrong if you’re right
But it ain’t an entree without the sides to suffice
Oh I could never tell my main bitch this

[Hook]
Tell my homies about my side bitch
Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch
I don’t tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government
Where the money sent shit
Cut a bitch don’t you tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, don’t ever tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, so don’t you tell my main bitch

[Verse 2]
Girl I don’t need a tripping less with leave in the Caribbean
I don’t a sober living club in mile high
She my number uno when it’s count time
Top ramen noodles on the chow line
The Rollie say it’s bout time
The foreign say leave it mine
Don’t want to be in Cedar Sinai
I feed her feed her mouth wide
Ya wifies legs spread like a house fire
Yea I’ma share the bed but the house mine yea
Wifie like the feds when I’m outside yea
Got me looking ’round so if I took you down bitch you owe me for life
But it ain’t an entree without the sides to suffice
Oh I could never tell my main bitch this

[Hook]
Tell my homies about my side bitch
Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch
I don’t tell my main bitch shit
Main bitch know my government
Where the money sent shit
Cut a bitch don’t you tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, don’t ever tell my main bitch shit
Shown up, shown up, shown up, so don’t you tell my main bitch

[Outro]
Don’t tell my main
My main bitch shit
Shit
Just know my side bitch know who I claim
Like what’s on your conscience go to your grave
Though all my content she can’t obtain
I remain the same, you my main thing
I won’t change a little bit
Never told my main bitch this
Oh I could never tell my main bitch this
My main bitch this


DJ Mustard – What These B*tches Want (feat. Meek Mill, Nipsey Hussle & Ty Dolla $Ign) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Before this rapping I wanted to be a kingpin
On the corner with niggas running them things in
I was told get the money and bring the team in
And never ever let them hoes get between them
Born a slave, but I die a king, and um
For bad bitches with money and I got a thing and um
I’m feeling like King James when he got his ring
Because I started off with nothing except a dream, nigga
I’m cut from a different cloth
They don’t make no more, you niggas soft
The streets killed Lil Snupe, I took a loss
That’s why my heart so cold, my shit defrost
Everybody saying that I stunt too much
But they don’t know where I came from, I done too much
And my ex chick said I like to fuck too much
So I turned around and told her, “Bitch you want too much”
Meek Milly

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Want from meeeee, want from me
What you want from me? Want from me
I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, no one can save us and we realized it
We knew the outcome and we still tried it
That South Central state of mind
I’m in the field, logic to be a real rider
We did this shit to the extreme where you ain’t feel honest
Now this blood is on your hands and you hope these bills wash it
Sinking deeper in regret but that’s the real faucet
See man, go for self, that was the real Slauson
But do this win, lose or draw that was a real promise
Till death do us what’s most important was rep to us
The set schooled us to love and lie and respect shooters
Reflect to it, this year I’m dropping my best music
Hope you niggas get rich and then reinvest to it
Wish you niggas success and minus the stress to it
Lot of steps, lot of losses and regrets to it
A game of life, you ain’t the type that will accept losing
Whatever’s left to it, flying in a jet to it

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Want from meeeee, want from me
What you want from me? Want from me
I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
You ain’t trying to waste no time (no time)
So I gotta let you know (let you know, ohhh)
Money on my mind
Money over bitches, that’s the story of my life
Yeah I know them guys try to catch me slipping
Tell them keep on trying

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
What these bitches want from a nigga?
Want from meeeee, want from me
What you want from me? Want from me
I gave it all I got, I won’t let you get the best of me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah


DJ Mustard – 10,000 Hours (feat. Ella Mai) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Verse 1]
Since the day that I was born
I been looking out for love
But never really quite found the one
They say practice makes perfect
I know I deserve it
Sometimes we should do it for fun

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby when I clock up I can’t wait
Promise this time won’t go to waste
For all we put up now
I won’t let your love down
I know we’re not too far away
Ayeee ayeee
[Chorus]
Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the mornin’
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love
Don’t stop, I’m counting them up
Run the clock, I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love

[Verse 2]
I’ve been right and I’ve been wrong
I’ve been high and I’ve been low
But there’s no time to waste for sure
Cause I’m right where I belong
And we are only getting stronger
Feels good to be down in my soul

[Pre-Chorus]
Baby when I clock up I can’t wait
Promise this time won’t go to waste
For all we put up now
I won’t let your love down
I know we’re not too far away
Ayeee ayeee

[Chorus]
Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the mornin’
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love
Don’t stop, I’m counting them up
Run the clock, I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours

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

[Chorus]
Why you always take so long to call me?
Know I gotta wake up in the mornin’
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours
We can be so in love
Don’t stop, I’m counting them up
Run the clock, I be counting them up
We can be so in love
You know every second adds up to a minute
Need 10,000 hours

DJ Mustard – Another Summer (feat. Rick Ross, John Legend & James Fauntleroy) (Cold Summer Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Hook: John Legend]
Some people think I’m crazy, ohhh ahhh
They think this paper changed me
I’m glad to see another summer
I got to thank the one above us
Glad to see another summer
Glad to see another summer, yeah

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Young Renzel, let’s get it
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you see
You watch the homie come up from a mustard seed
Ain’t looking for no problems, just a chance to eat
And I make mama a promise I’m gon’ plant my feet
Had some trouble on the campus for the skills I lack
But I double all the profits and I’m quick to stack
Only thing hung in the trapper was a triller plaque
Two tone double lard tucked in the back scene on the beach
Supremes on my feet
10 summer fast break, Kareem with the leap
Who own mansions in 12 states?
Ross fit, I sell weight
I keep it real like we were cell mates
Out in Denver, having dinner with the Elways
Boss
(Maybach Music)
[Hook: John Legend]
Some people think I’m crazy, ohhh ahhh
They think this paper changed me
I’m glad to see another summer
I got to thank the one above us
Glad to see another summer
Glad to see another summer, yeah

[DJ Mustard talks]

[Outro: James Fauntleroy]
I need another summer, that’s just enough to fall in love again
Already high as fuck, but I ain’t done with you, I wanna smoke again
Like the wind of it all depends on when the temperature hot
So cold, come into my spot
And our clothes said it was too hot
Go slow, just remember this part, babe
Cause when summer is over, noooo
It’s gon’ be cold


Alex & Sierra – Toxic (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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[Verse 1]
Baby, can’t you see I’m calling?
A guy like you should wear a warning
It’s dangerous, I’m falling
There’s no escape, I can’t wait
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous, I’m loving it

[Pre-Chorus]
Too high, can’t come down
Losing my head, spinnin’ ’round and ’round
Do you feel me now?
[Chorus]
Oh, the taste of your lips, I’m on a ride
You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic?
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

[Verse 2]
It’s getting late to give you up
I took a sip from my devil’s cup
Slowly, it’s taking over me

[Pre-Chorus]
Too high, can’t come down
Losing my head, spinnin’ ’round and ’round
Can you feel me now?

[Chorus]
Oh, the taste of your lips, I’m on a ride
You’re toxic, I’m slippin’ under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic?
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic?

[Outro]
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now, I think I’m ready now
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now, I think I’m ready now
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now, I think I’m ready now
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now, I think I’m ready now

[Outro]
Oooooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh, woah
Intoxicate me now with your lovin’ now
I think I’m ready now, I think I’m ready…now

Alex & Sierra – You’re The One That I Want (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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I got chills
They’re multiplyin’
And I’m losin’ control
‘Cause the power
You’re suplyin’
It’s electrifyin’!

You better shape up
‘Cause I need a man
And my heart is set on you
You better shape up
You better understand
To my heart I must be true

(Nothin’ left) nothin’ left for me to do

You’re the one that I want
O,o, oo, honey
The one that I want
O,o,oo, honey
The one that I want
O,o, ooooo
You’re all I need
Oh, yes indeed

Alex & Sierra – Say My Name (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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Say my name, say my name
When no one is around you
Say, baby I love you
If you ain’t runnin’ game
Say my name, say my name
You acting kind of shady, ain’t callin’ me baby

Any other day I would call you would say
Baby how’s your day?
But today it ain’t the same
Every other word is uh huh, yeah okay
Could it be that you are at the crib with another lady?
If you took it there, first of all let me say!
I am not the one to sit around and be played
So prove yourself to me I’m the boy that you claim
Why don’t you say the things that you said to me yesterday?

I know you sayin’ that I’m assuming things
Something’s goin’ down that’s the way it seems
Shouldn’t be a reason why you’re acting strange
Nobody’s holding you back from me
‘Cause I know how you usually do
When you sayin’ everything to me times two
Why can’t you just tell the truth?
If somebody’s there tell me who

Say my name, say my name
When no one is around you
Say, baby I love you
If you ain’t runnin’ game
Say my name, say my name
You acting kind of shady, ain’t callin’ me baby
Why the sudden change?

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Say my name, say my name
When no one is around you
Say, baby I love you
If you ain’t runnin’ game
Say my name, say my name
You acting kind of shady, ain’t callin’ me baby
Better say my name

Alex & Sierra – Say Something (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’ll be the one, if you want me to
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
Say something, I’m giving up on you

And I will stumble and fall
I’m still learning to love
Just starting to crawl

And I will swallow my pride
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye

Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
Say something, I’m giving up on you

Alex & Sierra – Gravity (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long
No matter what I say or do I’ll still feel you here
‘Till the moment I’m gone

You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains
I never wanted anything so much
Than to drown in your love and not feel your rain

Set me free, leave me be
I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am and I stand so tall
Just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see
That you’re everything I think I need here on the ground

But you’re neither friend nor foe though
I can’t seem to let you go
The one thing that I still know is
That you’re keeping me down

Set me free, leave me be
I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity
Here I am as I stand so tall, just the way I’m supposed to be
But you’re on to me and all over me

Something always brings me back to you
It never takes too long

Alex & Sierra – You Will Find Me (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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At our last, mouths are closed
Even if through the silent part, you take it all
Table talks, getting through the car right home
It could be a late night call, you take it all

Anger to hold!

Leave me room for my imperfections
I’m a mess, so you jump right in
If I drift in the right direction
We turn the tide, and you calm the wind
Every time, every time I get lost,
You will find me
You will find me
Every time, every time I get lost,
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me

Paint her [?], empty room
Even when the crowd’s all gone
You take it all
Finds our cost even when my mind comes soon
I never want to bruise your heart
But you take it all

Anger to hold!

Leave me room for my imperfections
When I’m a mess and you jump right in
If I drift in the right direction
We turn the tide, and you calm the wind
Every time, every time I get lost,
You will find me
You will find me
Every time, every time I get lost,
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me

I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I, I, I

You leave me room for my imperfections
I’m a mess, so you jump right in
And if I drift in the wrong direction
You’ll turn the tide, and you’ll calm the wind
Anytime, every time I get lost
You will find me
You will find me
Anytime, every time I get lost
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me
You will find me

Alex & Sierra – Animals (As Seen On TV Album) letras

October 4, 2016

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Hiding away, turned into prey
Like we’re animals
Yeah, we’re loving like we’re animals
I know it’s your day
(I’m bleeding but it feels right)
Hunting the day
(We’re flying through the night like we’re animals)
Yeah, we’re loving like we’re animals
And I fear there’s no hide,
Just let it go

‘Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
‘Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
We’re loving like we’re animals

Under my skin
(It’s killing us, but feels right)
I’m ready to sin
(Baby, take a bite like we’re animals)
Yeah, we’re loving like we’re animals
We’re not here to break no hearts,
Just let it go

‘Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
‘Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
We’re loving like we’re animals

Save your sorrows, save them for tomorrow
In the wild we know

‘Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
Cause every single touch don’t mean a things
And every time you’re calling out my name
We know that we’d just like to be alone
We’re loving like we’re animals

Tinie Tempah – Bounce letras

October 4, 2016

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Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Eenie meanie minie
Thank God it’s Friday
Please don’t ask me for my ID
If I’m in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library
My mansion is so tidy
But my neighbours hate my mistress cause she never wear no nightie
I go Claridges to do high tea
Jordans on like Spike Lee
I’m high end, you’re high street
Swagger jacking my stylee
When I was a kid I used to save up for my Nike’s
Now all these little kids is try’na save up for my Nike’s
Go
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Sharing clothes, that’s trampy
Splitting bills, that’s trampy
All this hanky panky, now her hand prints on my Banksy
I’m just strictly speaking, Anne Frankly (yeah)
All my girls is fancy
In a white Ferrari Spider
Rolling with Anansi, Diplo to disco
She sniff, woah
She gwan like she Ri Ri
Wine to Calypso
She ask me if I’m single
I said “Maybe, I think so
I can’t concentrate, when that thong’s on like Sisqo”
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Tamborine
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
First of all I’m swagging
Two girls with me so I’m bragging
So much money in my pocket
My pants might be saggy
My car might be tinted
My weed might be scented
My girl might be bow legged
Her friend might be wetter
Gold Roley on when I perform
Ring ring, mobile phone
The way it’s going on
It must be on
Till the break of dawn, party like rock stars
We don’t stop till we see them fucking cop cars
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Tambourine
Tan ’til her skin peel off, tangerine
Then she vogue, then she vogue
Agyness Deyn
On your marks get set go (red, amber, green)
Sydney, what’s going down
New York, what’s going down
LA, what’s going down
Vegas, what’s going down
Dublin, what’s going down
Paris, what’s going down
Lagos, what’s going down
Oslo, what’s going down
Toronto, what’s going down
Stockholm, what’s going down
Berlin, what’s going down
Johannesburg, what’s going down
Tokyo, what’s going down
Rio, what’s going down
Beijing, what’s going down
London, what’s going down
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Trampoline
Jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump
Trampoline, trampoline


Ravyn Lenae – Alive letras

October 4, 2016

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You, you gave me some time time, some time to reflect
True, I let you so close, I’m so close to forgetting
I’m not regretting

[Chorus:]
You strung me along on the path
Thank you, thank you
You strung me along on the path
Thank you, thank you
I see right through you
I do not know you babe
I can breathe, I can breathe
I can see myself so clear
No fears (no), no tears (no)

I feel free, can’t you see
I will not always be here
No tears (no), no fears (no)

Ever since the day you told me she was in your head
Something in my head done told me I will be alright
Alright, alright

[?]
Something in my head done told me I was gonna shine
So bright, I’m alright

[Chorus:]
You strung me along on the path
Thank you, thank you
You strung me along on the path
Thank you, thank you
I see right through you
I do not know you babe

iLoveMakonnen – Call Me Badly letras

October 4, 2016

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[Intro]
She callin’ me
Yeah, Yeah, ah
She callin’ me

[Hook 1]
She callin’ me badly
And I been treatin’ sadly
I see you fuckin’ cryin’
About me every night, but
She callin’ me badly
I got her goin’ sadly
She’s out here fuckin’ stalkin’ me
Every single night
[Verse]
I didn’t meant to do you wrong, no
But, I was feelin’ so wrong
Trying be with you babe, ah
I have goin’ state to state

[Hook 2]
Callin’ me daddy
Say you needed me badly
Like you just wanna hold me
Every single night
And I got you sadly
I see you fucing cryin’
You steady callin’, whinin’
And you can’t tell me why

[Bridge]
I didn’t meant to do you wrong, babe
So I’m gon’ sing it in this song, babe
Cause, I didn’t meant do you wrong, babe
So I’m gonna sing it in a song, babe

[Hook 3]
You callin’ me badly
I got you feelin’ sadly
I see you out here cryin’
Every single night
I know, I did you badly
Its got me feelin’ sadly
Like your the fuckin’ one, girl
That’s always on my mind

Fifth Harmony – Change The Bad Boy letras

October 4, 2016

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[Verse 1: Camila]
I want to love you but you’re way to bad for me
Been thinking of ya yeah we got that chemistry

[Refrain: Camila]
But baby word around town you’re an undertaker
Use ’em once never call ’em later
Breaking hearts is your occupation
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh woah)
[Pre-Chorus: Lauren & Ally]
You got that something I like
You got that look in your eyes
You got me thinking how I try and change it all
They tell me that you’re dangerous
Can’t be that complicated
I’ll be the one to change it

[Chorus: Lauren]
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?

[Verse 2: Normani]
I know you want it, but looking at your history
I wanna know if you would treat me differently

[Refrain: Normani & Camila]
But baby word around town you’re an undertaker
Use ’em once never call ’em later
Breaking hearts is your occupation
(Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh woah)

[Pre-Chorus: Lauren & Ally]
You got that something I like
You got that look in your eyes
You got me thinking how I’m try and change it all
They tell me that you’re dangerous
Can’t be that complicated
I’ll be the one to change it

[Chorus: Lauren]
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?

[Bridge: Dinah]
Oh baby, still wanna be your lady
That’s crazy, ’cause I heard that you’re real shady
Oh baby, still wanna be your lady
Cause I’m crazy, I’ll be the one who can change it

[Chorus: Lauren]
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?
Can a good girl change the bad boy, yeah?
Can the good girl change the bad boy?

Happines – Ordinary Girls (Sub Español) letras

October 4, 2016

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まずはpush upsこなす my girls
振りもbrush up して my girls
受身なんかじゃいられない Oh

ナンデモできる気分 so right
おまじないナンバーセヴン alright?
強力な味方はそう my girls oh

気まぐれなほどアガるの baby
止められないheartbeats (Baby baby, okay?)
Supersonic girl知らないでいてね ma boy
ドキドキしたいなら

We can be, we can be, Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
彼の前では Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Boysは立てて Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Oh we can be, Ordinary girls!

OH GOD! Can I be your baby girl?

簡単じゃないほどアガるの baby
止められないheartbeats (Baby baby, okay?)
Supersonic girl知らないでいてね ma boy
ドキドキしたいなら

We can be, we can be, Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
彼の前では Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Boysは立てて Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Oh we can be, Ordinary girls!

OH GOD! Can I be your baby girl?

まじヤバイ!? なにもかもが perfect
カレのせい!? いつもよりもhot (Hoot!!)
Okay okay, this is kind of crazy
ありのままを見て love me right

We can be, we can be, Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
彼の前では Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Boysは立てて Ordinary girls (GIRLS!)
Oh we can be, Ordinary girls!

OH GOD! Can I be your baby girl?


Marilyn Manson – Personal Jesus letras

October 4, 2016

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Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who’s there

Feeling unknown
And you’re all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I’ll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
That we need to confess
I will deliver
You know I’m a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus…

Feeling unknown
And you’re all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I’ll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I’m a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Reach out and touch faith

Manic Street Preachers – Theme From MASH lyrics

October 4, 2016

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Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realise that I can see

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

The game of life is hard to play
I’m gonna lose it anyway
The losing card of some delay
So this is all I have to say

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

The sword of time will pierce our skin
It doesn’t hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger watch I bring

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied oh why ask me

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

Forch Fabalon – CHEESE CAKE, CHIPS, GREEN lyrics

October 4, 2016

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(INTRO)
I think it a far and true statement to say
That ain’t no n888a out here gone out hustle me man
Not, not out here in these streets, man nah
I been doing this too long and too strong (FRE$H488!)
You got to come get it if you want it

(Chorus)
My crew be on it bro
I can’t lie, we just want paper, want paper
To be total honest fool, we just here
To pull off some capers, some capers
Get from round me dude
If you ain’t here
To stack up dat paper, dat paper
I just want Cheese Cake, Chips, Green
Player you know what I mean
X2

(Verse One)
I’m balling, I’m balling
Can’t you see I’m balling
So I won’t stop, I can’t stop
This game it just keep calling
So I will, I will, keep pushing for my pesos
Fu*k what you heard, them ni**as nerds
Sounding absurd, we are that word
Pushing dat turf
Ooohhh, hot boy in these hot times
They running off that slick talk
Then it mess around and be yo time
Keep dat sweeper clean it up in no time
Accept no disrespect or no hoe time
Get dat chin in check and that’s on mines
You ain’t go do sh*t, sit there like bit*h
Who popping like this
Ooohhh, H-Town and we on one
We popping bottles, got plenty girls
Gone VIP it some other time
We got thick em girls and it going down
When they spread em wide it’s like sunshine
Got boys face-timing they main chick
Like baby ain’t never ever come round
Push, push, push, I don’t see nothing but bush
These girls they just want to play, so I
Stick em down, lick em down, flip em round
Then I oops in they face
Then back, back on the block or the highway
Getting, getting to the money real boss way
Its Fabalon uckfay, ouyay
You n***as never really liked my sh*t no way

(Chorus X2)

(Verse Two)
Talk to me, talk to me
Make it fast though
Paper be calling for me, can’t hold it up
I be telling these people
You got to hit while the hitting is good
That ain’t no bull, that ain’t no feces
Hold up, count my sh*t
This ain’t no three piece, before I get down the street
I just want eat the pu**y up, tell these girls it ain’t Fabalon enough
Yeah, ain’t none of you ni*8as off in my lane
I guess the guapo, the guapo’s to blame
We sit different, we ain’t cut cloth the same
Ain’t your fault your O.G. is to blame
He was bit*h so you spit the same
Talking bout years upon years upon game
Ain’t no way in hell you can beat me an Fame
I can rock it for the hoes
Out of pocket for my bros
We ain’t tripping on no doe
Bout it, bout it, tally hoe
Blocka, blocka, those opposed
Just so that you know
Too fat to go toe to toe
30 cal drum Ocean of soul
Get this MF cracking like whoa
Talk him off the ledge no
You disrespected my woes
Fabalon gang, gang, gang
Disrespect will bang, bang, bang
In and out this MF like yeah
Stick and move, jab, dip it ain’t fare
Getting to tripping shoot, shine on them ni**as
Blue coupe all I ever had, kept dark skin chick on my neck
We flexing baby what you know about that
Hot damn!

(Chorus x2)


Vincent John – Never Go Back (feat. Nicole Wray lyrics

October 4, 2016

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You don’t come around here no more
You don’t look the same as before
Tripping through the daylight
Could’ve been more

She’s with me through the dead of the night
And I can’t fight this feeling
I’m not the only one in your life
And I still struggle with that feeling

We can never go back
Do you ever think of me now and then?
We can never go back
I don’t want to feel like I’m losing my friend
We can never go back
Tell me how it feels to be with you again
We can never go back

It was the darkest time in my life
Without my lover to turn to
And we were tripping through the daylight
It could’ve been more
She’s with me through the dead of the night
And I can’t fight this feeling
I want to be the love in your life
And I still struggle with that feeling

We can never go back
You don’t come around here no more
I can’t fight this feeling
I’m not the only one in your life
We can never go back
You don’t look the same as before
And I still struggle with that feeling
We can never go back
Tripping through the day light
I can’t fight this feeling
We can never go back

All we have is memories now
I said all we have is memories now
All we have is memories now
We can never, ever, go back
We can never go back

We could’ve been more
Said we, we could’ve been more
We can never go back

Rivermaya – Elesi lyrics

October 4, 2016

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Pag automatic na ang luha
Tuwing naghahating gabi
Pag imposibleng mapatawa
At di na madapuan ng ngiti

Chrous:

Kumapit ka kya sa akin ng ikaw ay
Maitangay sa kalayaan ng ligaya
Tayo na tayo na
Ikay mag tiwala sa pagkat

Ngayong gabi ako ang
Mahiwagang elesi

Pag komplikado ang problema
Parang relong made in japan
At para ring sandwhich na
Nasa lunchbox mong nawawala
Nabubulok na sa isipan

(Repeat chorus)
*elesi… elesi…

Minsan akoy nangailangan
Daglian kang lumapit sakin
Ibinulong mo kaibigan
Ako ang iyong liwanag sa dilim

(Repeat chorus and *)
Elesi (oh)
Elesi (oh)