Tag: Janet Jackson


Bas – Pinball II Lyrics




[Intro]
I hope you figure it out

[Verse 1: Bas]
Shine black man melanin gold
I hope you never get old
Keep your youthful spirit
I know the world do fear it
You’re the tip of the spear
And with our dyin’ breaths I bet the world gon’ hear it, look
I been saving money for my taxes
Bassy keep on jumpin’ through these brackets
I got 20 bitches coming back to the crib
I make sure my niggas’ got some racks, what you need?
They gon’ shoot through niggas’ like it’s practice
I just make the money run some laps
Every times I pass go see the cash grow
We don’t even act cordial we assholes
Bitches in my lasso, is that so?
That’s word to my last hoe, I’m that cold
Runnin’ through the town a black soul
My past froze twenty-nine times over
Look I have seen more than my time
Lived 9 lives for about twenty cats over I told ya
Everything you’ve done I done, overdid, I’m over it
Nigga Dreamville the whole coast how we shouldered it?
Them boys stale like toast when it’s overdid
I hope they quit for real
But if they don’t I got a million joints
I got the flow in pocket, the emoji rocket how I’m outta here
A lot of em’ sound like they in a talent show
So I give ’em something to remember like the Alamo
Tally-ho! A high Joker like a Spades game
Keeping both eyes open wide rain man
Crew high on that fuck your life drank man
We slide in the bucket like paint
Never gave a fuck, fuck what you might think
Ran up in the club ’till they sent the lights in
Had to tell the owner please let the lights dim
Five more minutes see me a nice slim
Thick bitch with the you me and my grin
Tell her bring the crew you me and my friends
See where the night end with the right guy
Trust me and my kin, speak with the right pen
Creep like the lightning in the night sky
Go deep Janet Jackson, we back to back in
Black SUV’s, black tints would you look at that?
I’m booby trapped in your fluid black skin
No groupie action, your bougie accent
You’re truly classic, girl we outta here

[Bridge: Bas]
Bas, it’s Bassy
Queens nigga with the Fiends nigga
Got the bean waitin’ in the pocket ooh

[Verse 2: Bas]
I asked P, what’s poppin’?
He said we are nigga, trips to DR nigga
Got the borough jumpin’ like it’s J.R. Smith
Know a couple niggas’ let the A-R spit
Got no interest what you say y’all did
Only where y’all live
Smokin’ blunts ’cause that’s the way I live
And where I live?
Niggas dyin’ front of their shorty, wives
And their brother’s ride on the other side
Every death is like a 100 lives
Flatlined from the black nine
I could feel the pressure multiplying
Make you feel like ain’t no hope in trying
But we always trying
All this blood I bet it float to sea and wash out
‘Cause they don’t want you to see but watch out
Nigga watch out

[Outro: Corry C + sample]
See I want you to see
I’ve been through so many things
Things ain’t always what they seem
Hope you get the message
I hope you figure it out
Now I’m right where I belong
Had to let it go
All the pain I was holding on
Now I get the message
I had to figure it out

You got to feel the music, do you understand?
It takes you higher and higher




DJ ESCO – Fuk Faces Lyrics




[Intro: Future]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy
Coolin’ you down, you makin’ me win

[Bridge: Future]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy
Jump in the Benz, turnin’ all 10
Coolin’ you down, you makin’ me win
Took her to Chanel, she lost her mind, went crazy
Introduced her to the real diamonds, no fugazy

[Verse 1: Future]
Chrome heart, clip, frame, that’s when you know you made it
Only way you drive it, if it’s turbo, baby
I get NBA money, KD
I can go 100 rounds, nigga, don’t play me
Designer all the way down, bitch, slay me
Automatic drip, AK me
Baddy, baddy, better than Janet Jackson
Feed ya racks, what ya expect?
Got Stella McCartney, down your back
Grey Poupon, thanks to the connect
Canary stones all on your neck
Tough man ’til morning, give me respect
Bendin’ it over, girl, I’m obsessed
Keepin’ me focused, I’m impressed

[Chorus: Future]
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep, bitch
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep

[Verse 2: Future]
I’m a motherfuckin’ king, what you expect?
Yeah, my Prada fanny pack is a pet
Get the bust down Patek like you Barti
I’ma spoil you like a brat, you a Barbie
Hermès on my elbows down to my knees, bitch
Look down at your stilettos, double C’s, bitch
Drivin’ a big B with the wings on your seat, bitch
Wanna be down on my team, can’t be a weak bitch
Gotta tell me all your secrets, can’t be sneaky, bitch
If you tired, drink tequila and get freaky, bitch
We woke up in the sky, G60
‘Fore you tell me a lie, we could fix this
Found too many diamonds to get seasick
Presidentials for my daughters and my nieces
Treated you just like family, that’s how I keep it
I’m a man of my word, meet me at the Four Seasons
Step your passport up, I pledge allegiance
Get your Visa paid for if it’s needed
I can’t see your ex-nigga, ain’t no reason
We all learn and we live and it’s needed

[Chorus]
Wipin’ off your Louie V, bitch
Hermès on your feet, bitch
Dior on your sleeve, bitch
Red wine when you sleep, bitch

[Outro]
Me and lil’ mama, we exchange the fuck faces
Pour the brown liquor up, made me go brazy


03 Greedo – If I Wasn’t Rappin


[Intro]
03
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby, wasn’t rappin’ baby
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby

[Chorus]
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
You know I’d be trappin’ daily
Sippin’ shit, I’m rappin’ baby
She say I be actin’ shady
Wake up and I’m after payments
Bitch, I’m tryna grab Mercedes

[Verse]
And I’m playin’ them naked ladies
Save the cash and never save ’em
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
I’d be back stuck on the pavement
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
I’d’ve never left the station
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
I’d still be on that vacation
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
I’d never be here to taste ya
That’s the part that drive you crazy
‘Member when I caught them cases
You thought they would take you, Jason
Thank the Lord I wasn’t patient
I did it without the stations
Took a loss and rearranged it
Took a charge and didn’t say shit
Sweet lady, need a replacement
You feel good, get left for ravin’
Fly bitch from where I be bangin’
[?] in my fuckin’ favor
Bitch, I’m from another planet
Where we speak a different language
Fuck the jury and the plaintiff
Word to Chase, he fuckin’ saved me
Reason why I got the [?]
Now I’m here to bring the plaques
Hottest shit since Michael Jackson
Janet Jackson, satisfaction
Love my sisters on some black shit
White girl in my fuckin’ baggage
White girl made me fuckin’ happy
Fuck the bounty, I’m just laughin’
‘Cause you drove out here to grab me
I got out soon as I landed
Waited longer on the package
Now they know I’m really trappin’
And I still don’t know what happened
Realest nigga in first class
The realest statement in your caption
"#Free03, my favourite rapper"

[Break]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby
03
Yeah, yeah
If I wasn’t rappin’ baby

[Chorus]
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
You know I’d be trappin’ daily
Sippin’ shit, I’m rappin’, baby
She say I be actin’ shady
Wake up and I’m after payments
Bitch, I’m tryna grab Mercedes
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
You know I’d be trappin’ daily
Sippin’ shit, I’m rappin’, baby
She say I be actin’ shady
Wake up and I’m after payments
Bitch, I’m tryna grab Mercedes

[Outro]
And [?] naked ladies
Save the cash and never save ’em
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
I’d be back stuck on the pavement
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
I’d’ve never left the station
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
I’d still be on that vacation
If I wasn’t rappin’, baby
I’d never be here to taste ya
That’s the part that drive you crazy
‘Member when I caught them cases
You thought they would take you, Jason
Thank the Lord I wasn’t patient
I did it without the stations
Took a loss and rearranged it


Eminem – Offended Lyrics


[Verse 1]
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You’ll give ’em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Gotti with the stainless
I’ll just call it shoddy entertainment
If y’all was in the party gettin’ faded
On molly, had the audience sedated
You wouldn’t catch a body if it fainted
Probably let it fall and hit the pavement
But you’d be the first lobbyin’ to claim it
Bitch, stop bein’ a lame
Your hobby isn’t robbery and dismemberin’ body limbs
Like you was Tommy Lynn Sells
And chainsawin’ them in the basement
Hardly fits your job description
Ain’t nobody dippin’ out the back of the club
Like, “Oh my God, he’s trippin’!”
Only time you get the blade is probably with the dang lawn equipment, ain’t it?
Wouldn’t take a bobby pin and wave it
I need to stop bein’ debated
You’re still copyin’, Xeroxing, I’m still coppin’ a feel
Like Bill Cosby at will, popping a pill
Then spill Oxys in Jill’s coffee
Then send her out to the hotel lobby a lil’ wobbly and still groggy
This blonde fuck’s reprehensible
Misconducts, never sensible
Kiss my butt, my set of principles
Is gone, but till I get the President to respond
My pen and pencil is a missile launcher
And send it to Mitch McConnell
Just as big of a bitch as Donald—shit’s on, bruh!
Let me sing this shit soprano
While I do it pizzicato
Ivanka, stiff arm her while I’m hittin’ on Melania
And this song’s for all ya

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds

[Verse 2]
These drums and hard snares bring out the worst in me
Like Justin Ross Harris at a nursery
Goin’ ham at candy yam on nanny cam
I’m gettin’ handys with the zanny Xannys in the Caddy armrest
I’m imagining objects, so I’m batting cobwebs
From a daddy longleg
And Hamtramck, got the panoramic camera
Xanax, a banana hammock and a Santa hat
I’m smellin’ like a damn mechanic
With a chick that looks like Janet Jackson with a Spanish accent
Twice your age and I’m actin’ half it
Grow up? Nah, not that I know of, y’all
Basement just got a frickin’ overhaul
Got a stripper pole installed
Started rollin’ all through those Kolonopins like a bowlin’ ball
Like an overdose on twice the ratio of Propofol
And go through no withdrawal
While I get fellatio and give a facial to
An interracial blow-up doll of Rachel Dolezal
You’re so appalled (Em), so’s my manager
Bitch I’m amateur, fuck a pro career
Coast is clear, but nowhere to go from here
And nobody’s close, so don’t compare
They ain’t nowhere near, I’m way over here
My competition can’t see me—’cause I don’t own a mirror
But Marshall, you are terrific, so smart and gifted
I’m so narcissistic, when I fart I sniff it
Do a fake dab to smell my armpits with it
Your anxiety’s throwin’ gang signs
But I made strides with these rape lines
I’m cuttin’ back on women hate crimes
Like Ray Rice when he FaceTimes
Bang, bang, bang, bang time
Dang knives to butcher them gay wives
You’re gonna need sutures the same size
As the blade I push into captcha
When I pull ’em like… sleigh rides
Gotta stab a bitch at least eight times
To make it on Dateline
I came to stake my claim like a canine
Waitin’ in a buffet line
So Kellyanne Conway, I’m a really bad hombre
Come play, belly dance on me
I’ve been making wedding plans all day

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds

[Verse 3]
Eight year old with the wordplay
Girl, take this pole like a survey
Today wasn’t my birthday
But I’m caked up like a dessert tray
So we’re in shape, ’cause you’re in a slurrin’ state
I’m a ten, you’re an eight
Like what I do before, after and during rape
You wanna get into a pissin’ contest and find out who’s better?
And they made a fool out of what I pulled out him
R. Kelly with a full bladder
Non-high school grad, I’m not a scholar
But I’m so cold when I’m droppin’ knowledge
My degrees is the same as I got in college (zero)
But nobody’s hotter, you owe me my respect
I owe you nada like lodi partner that blow me
Told you I’m so dirty, homie, you can throw me in some holy water
With some floaties on and get the soap
And try to get the Pope to hold me while you hose me off
And nope, I won’t be washed
You hope to God I don’t explode
I gotta blow this spot up though, I got a lotta mo’
I won’t put the sugar coating on it though
‘Cause sometimes you can feel like your energy’s expired
Rap’s got you drained, dead tired, zapped
You feel like a wet pile of crap
But look, man, like the feds buggin’ my phone
Uh huh, I get why you’re tapped
But you gotta get your fire back
Catch fire, get upset and fire back
Is what I tell myself when times get bad
‘Cause sometimes I might get sad
Well I take the same advice I had
And tell myself like I used to tell Hailie when life’s a drag
Told her to do like her dad: don’t cry, get mad
‘Cause little baby powders belong in diaper bags
I’m hyper, by the time you see this side of me, I’m right in your ass (sodomy!)
‘Fore the pen, I stood up for the kid
Who had to put up with the bullies at his school (at his school)
You ain’t have to have no money
Or go shoppin’ just to cop a fuckin’ attitude
Now my dough’s amountin’ to a mountain
It’s rised too high to count it
Never asked to be rich, all I did was wish
I had a dime for every time that I was doubted
But then I think about it and I’m enraged
‘Cause I just figured out that if I was paid
For the time I spent to put the pen to the page
It’d be minimum wage
But it’s embedded in my head
I never hunted for the bread and butter
What I wanted was to be the one that they was scared of but
I’m never gonna get the credit for the sweat and blood
I put up in the pen, and when I’m dead I wonder
Will they put me on a pedestal
Or forget I was ever this incredible
I guess I better go harder than ever ’cause
I’ll never get another mothafuckin’ opportunity again
To offend as many people with this I can, simply because I can

[Chorus]
‘Cause nobody likes me, everybody hates me
They want me to go eat some worms
I hope you offended
And drag my name through the mud, through the dirt
But I’ma make you eat your words
I hope you offended
You can try to hold me down, but you better let me up
‘Cause you’re only gonna make things worse
I hope you offended
‘Cause I swear when I get up, I’m never gonna let up
‘Til everybody eats my turds


Teyana Taylor Finally Meet Her Idol Janet Jackson In Person



Teyana Taylor is a celebrity in her own right but recently she got a chance to meet an even bigger celebrity, Janet Jackson, someone she idolized.

Last month, Teyana posted a video on Instagram of herself on FaceTime with Janet Jackson where she got emotional talking to the pop icon. She finally got a chance to meet Janet in person at one of her concerts. She posted a boomerang video clip of them standing together with their heads turn backwards. “Mothaaaaa f**kinnnnnnnn moodddddd: One of the best days of my life!,” she wrote. “I can’t believe we are really in the same room…!! she gives the best hugs I love you jannnnnn @janetjackson #Finally #SOTW #BestConcertIveEverBeenTo.”

Teyana Taylor has long expressed that Janet Jackson is her idol and even as recent as this year she wore a Jackson-inspired bare midriff ensemble to the MTV Video Music Awards. Back in 2012, she recreated Janet Jackson’s iconic nearly nude photo shoot for Rolling Stone magazine. So it seems Jackson has been paying attention and this is her way of showing love to someone who idolized her so much.

Mothaaaaa fuckinnnnnnnn moodddddd: One of the best days of my life! ??????????????I can't believe we are really in the same room…!! she gives the best hugs ??????????????? I love you jannnnnn ?? @janetjackson #Finally #SOTW #BestConcertIveEverBeenTo

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“I had to wait til today to post this because I wanted to make sure it wasn’t just a dream,” Teyana wrote. “But waking up today and it still being there I know now it’s REALLY REAL thennnnn i look up again to a post of you and I on ya page chillllleeeee it was just tewwwww much for me to take in all at once. You have been one of my biggest inspirations.

I had to wait til today to post this because I wanted to make sure it wasn't just a dream, but waking up today and it still being there I know now it's REALLY REAL ? thennnnn i look up again to a post of you and I on ya page chillllleeeee it was just tewwwww much for me to take in all at once. You have been one of my biggest inspirations. Every last one of my shows incorporated a tribute to you! You are the reason why I LOVE THIS. Putting PASSION, LOVE & SOUL on stage and creating sexy music! This was more than just a delayed flight this was potentially missing an opportunity to meet one the the women that pave the way for me and countless others. Yes I cried like a baby but so what! I love you and thank you for ur beautiful words and taking out the time to call me before ya show. IM STILL SPEECHLESS & I can't wait to meet you Queen. ?? @janetjackson P.S. my hubby is the MVP for capturing this FaceTime footage I love you babe ??? ?: @theauntiesinc @destinyfulfild @imanshumpert SLIDE TO SEE THE REST OF THE CALL! ??????

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Rihanna Creates History On Billboard Dance Club Songs Chart


Rihanna is the first artist to ever have five No. 1 singles on the Billboard Dance Club Songs Chart in a single year.

The Bajan pop princess is still rocking up big numbers on Billboard charts despite not dropping any new music in almost two years. Her last album “ANTI” was released early 2016 and debut at number one on the 200 album chart. The singles off the album continue to do well through 2017 and her song “Desperado” became the fifth song from the album to enter the Dance Club Songs Chart this year.

Female artists have dominated this chart since it’s inception and currently, Madonna has the most entries of all time on the chart with 46 entries. Rihanna is at second with 32, Beyonce third at 22, Janet Jackson fourth with 19, and Katy Perry rounding out the top five with 18 entries. Lady Gaga, Beyonce, and Katy Perry, all have four entries in a single calendar year. Rihanna has now surpassed them scoring her fifth entry on the chart for the year this week. She also scored four singles on the chart at least four times already, in 2007, 2010, 2011 and 2016.

So far this year on the chart we’ve seen songs like “Wild Thoughts” with DJ Khaled and Bryson Tiller, “Love on the Brain,” “Sex With Me,” and “Pose” topping the chart. Then in October “Desperado” climbed to the top of the chart after only being on it for seven weeks.

Here are the top 10 artists:

46, Madonna
32, Rihanna
22, Beyonce
19, Janet Jackson
18, Katy Perry
17, Mariah Carey
16, Kristine W
16, Jennifer Lopez
15, Donna Summer
14, Dave Aude