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Poppy – Fashion After All Lyrics




[Verse 1]
I’m working every angle
My lipstick is a staple
My hair and makeup makes you envious and want to die
I’m worthy to some money
I’m saving every penny
I’m in Japan and Africa and I don’t need a guy
My wrists are terrorists
My lips gave you a kiss
My consciousness thinks this is making me feel fabulous

[Pre-Chorus]
Do what I want
Say what I want
Wear what I want
Talk how I want
Walk how I want
Do what I want
Wear what I want

[Chorus]
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
Fashion after all

[Verse 2]
Give me a second to think
Give me something cold to drink
Give me a reason I should listen to another word
I’m revolutionary
A little bold and scary
I’m making plans to save the world and I don’t need your help
I’m on another level
There’s nothing I can’t handle
I’m watching you watch me the way the devil watches angels

[Pre-Chorus]
Do what I want
Say what I want
Wear what I want
Talk how I want
Walk how I want
Do what I want
Wear what I want

[Chorus]
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
Fashion after all
(It’s fashion after all
Fashion after all
It’s fashion after all
It’s fashion after all)




88rising – JAPAN 88 Lyrics




[Intro: Famous Dex]
You know what I’m sayin’
I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
My real name is Dexter, haha
I got a lot of more diamonds too
I just got new diamonds by the way
Uh, woah
Dexter, huh
Uh, yeah, uh what
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, baby you dig (Dexter)
Dexter (Dexter)
Ooh, huh, wait, what
Uh, yeah, what

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 1: Verbal]
Tokyo that’s my town, listen now
What you doing, where’s ya man’s
See my gold, meet my people, see my phone
Got a line, from a girl, and it’s flavour
Where we going, Yakatory [?]
Lemon sour we devour, got my diamonds, got my furs
Gahman says, “let’s get lit, super lit, very, very lit”
Red red alert, paparazzi many trolls, following the way we roll
See my chain chain, it’s been cold
See my gang gang, see how deep we roll
Karaoke sang sang, till the early morn’
Don’t worry how I became a [?] chati
Now we talk about Ferraris (vroom)
And we make it look easy
P.K.C on his boys I know you see me, yah (see me)
And we me it look easy
Famous Dex, Keith Ape I know you see me

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man?)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 2: Keith Ape]
In Japan, poppin’ xans, drink some [?]
Kill the shows and the cone and the grams
Baby girl, give me brain, heal my pain
I need dope, I need grams, I need M’s
I need more, I need grams, I need M’s
[Korean]
? in Jakarta
Louis Vuitton, duffle bag
’03 Nigo on my wrist
’03 Nigo on my fist
Bape stars on my fist
Spent a ticket on my feet

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)


MadeinTYO – Funeral Lyrics


[Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
Actually you was cool, for a minute
I thought that we was cool for a minute, we went to school for a minute
Yeah she [?] when I hit it, I admit it
I’m that good feeling, when yo head up in the ceiling
Rub yo shit when I hit it
Ye these bars ‘ould make you lift up
I’m in your stomach like a sit-up
Ice cream diamonds yeah, it just got my wrist up
5k Raf on your pants, with yo big butt

[Verse 2: MyNamePhin]
I had a [?] she tryna eat me like some feast
Wanna split me like a swisher but we only smoking backwoods I’m
Balling like [?], coloured hair ‘cos a leader she
Mad ‘cos I ain’t wanna kiss her now, she pop a xan and act but she listen
This money first you, trippin’ it so different on Twitter pitching the verse if you
Got a bag then come get it just thanks for nothing you suck ‘cos you
Swallowed and should of spit it and [?] chrome kitted my
Momma said go and get it ‘cos niggas be all frilly like really like
I don’t get it, how come these niggas be bluffing your
Bitch a [?]

[Verse 3: MadeinTYO]
TPC shit
I love the private club
If I let you borrow the flow you gotta bring it back though
I’m tryna ball like Kobe, yeah with the afro
I get that chicken then jog, run through the back though
Japan smoking eight, yeah uh purple grapes
I know you lost this side, she tryna troll the high
Posting weak shit, flexing, but she just need a ride
And we just hit, Neiman Marcus I just got the slides
Margiela ribs, yeah you busting out your thighs
Flat screen, yeah I need that shit real wide
Next house, I need the pool with the fucking slide
And I ain’t letting shit slide
TPC 2018

[Verse 4: MyNamePhin]
I got a cougar with a Ruger, she don’t even listen to my music
But it’s some’ about that ratchet, take her in the Gucci snatch it
Her eyes bigger than her closet and, my pride bigger than that I’m sorry ‘cos
Niggas be coppin’ gucci, and you thinking I’m next to do it
Girl you foolish what you talking, I got it [?]
You catch it like Randy Moss while I’m shroomy tripping get losty huh


Famous Dex – Japan


[Intro]
You know what I’m sayin’
I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
My real name is Dexter, haha
I got a lot of more diamonds too
I just got new diamonds by the way
Uh, woah
Dexter, huh
Uh, yeah, uh what
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your man)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
You know what I’m sayin’
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, you dig (Dexter)
Dexter (Dexter)
Ooh, huh, wait, what
Uh, yeah, what

[Chorus]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your mans, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

[Verse 1]
Baby girl, what you doing, what’s your name? (baby girl, what)
I ain’t playin’ no games, see these diamonds in my chain (see these diamonds in my chain)
Smokin’ Mary Jane, yeah, I took it to the brain
And she fuckin’ for the fame, so I fuck her in my Range, ooh (skr, skr)
Get that money to the top, never stop, ooh (Dexter)
Mixin’ red with Wock, used to sell that boy rerock, ooh (yeah, Dexter)
But I’m the man, Cuban diamonds dance
Had to fuck her friend, I might put it on the Gram

[Chorus]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your mans, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter, yeah what)

[Verse 2]
Baby, wait (huh), hop up in this race (skr)
No this not a date, this a cruise, but don’t debate, wait (baby)
It’s gettin’ late (huh), think it’s past 8 (what)
Took her to my place, baby ate me like some cake, wait (huh)
Call Jay (Jay), think I need an eight (I think I need a eight)
Dopey to the face, fuck, I need to take a break, wait (what)
Don’t be cool, money stupid blue (what)
Your boyfriend is a fool, I’m tryna make you comfortable

[Chorus]
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
Baby girl, what you doing, where your mans? (where your mans, baby)
I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)


Logic – Wassup Lyrics


[Chorus: Logic]
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Bitch I’m the one I consistently prove
I stuck to the code like a finishing move
I hit a groove, that they can’t undo
And over the years all I did was improve (All I did)
Don Life, toss dice
On on my off night, I left the doubts and now I’m alright
I’m a new me, they haven’t seen this shit
Like Vader wearing all white
Like I detonate
You hold it down, I levitate
I like a woman that’s all-natural
I give her good energy and let it reciprocate
A young nigga that’s tryna innovate
As many ways as Em and Jay did Renegade
You niggas hold up, don’t get no closer
I try and told ya’ bitch, we the closest
High powers chose us, we never froze up
You lucky if you get to see us close up (Straight)
‘Cause people depending on me like (Ugh)
Tryna put a hit out on me, nah (Ugh)
How many times that shit went? None!
So blessed I might just make a whole gospel album
Perform at Sun Daze, till it’s time to rapture
Sean Don and Logic, instant classic

[Chorus: Logic]
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like

[Verse 2: Logic]
I’m finna tell it like it is
Game in a headlock like Stizz
Everybody know the deal
Yeah that boy, he keep it real
Higher than ever with no pill
I just updated my old deal
Told Def Jam no less than 20 mil’ And they cut that shit
Yeah, I been at it like “Wassup, bitch”
Put ya’ favorite rapper deep in a ditch
Ya’ favorite producer get murdered by 6ix
We touring the world from Japan to the six
Tryna get paid in full
Call me Syre, like Jaden, fool
Yeah, that’s the power of will (Woo!)
Yeah, that’s the power I feel!
I got so much in the bank
That I just called my lawyer to work on my will
Hold up, wait a second, chill
Hold up, wait a second, chill
Ugh, I’m into Maryland, DC, Virginia
Where J. Cole he needed a ‘Ville
Don’t do this shit for the thrill
Ugh, I am coming for the kill
Tell me how you want it
Got the pedal to the metal
I’m a gunner like a semi-automatic
I’m bringin’ the static
I had it, I had to get a unhooked like an addict
And yeah, I’m glad that it went through the way it did
Never thought the radio would play the kid
They never care, till you make it big
Now they say triple platinum
Finger fuck the people said that never would happen
Came a long way from the trap
Where they was cookin’ up crack
I’m still here Rattpack, keep it real here
Big boy money, Uncle Phil here
Only “Fresh Prints” in my pocket
I came from nothin’ no hater can stop it
Only the illest
You know that I got it
Sound of the Logic

[Chorus: Logic]
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like
I’m like Wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let ’em in? I’ma show ’em out
Never know
Who’s really down or just down and out
Never know
Who’s really down
I-I-I-I-I’m like


Kanye West Makes Surprise Appearance with Kid Cudi at All-Star Concert


It was a G.O.O.D. Saturday for Kanye West and Kid Cudi fans, who were treated to a special performance from the duo at adidas’ 747 Warehouse St. event during NBA All-Star Weekend event in Los Angeles.

Dressed casually in shorts, an adidas sweatshirt, and hat, Yeezy surprised the crowd when he showed up on stage to introduce Cudder. “I just came out here with my homie, my brother,” he said. “I need y’all to make some noise for Kid Cudi.”

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The Lonely Stoner brought Yeezus back to the stage for a rendition of “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1,” which they performed together.

The joint performance fuels rumors of an upcoming Kanye-Cudi collaborative project, which they reportedly worked on in Japan last year. In November, the duo also performed “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1” in Chicago.

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Two years ago, the longtime friends feuded over a series of issues. Taking to Twitter, Cudder wrote: “Ye, Drake, whoever. These ni**as dont give a fuck about me. And they aint fuckin with me. Ni**as keep you close when they see how powerful you are by yourself. When they see your greatness. Out of fear.” Kanye replied: “Kid Cudi, don’t ever mention ‘Ye name. I birthed you…Respect the God!”

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However, both artists appeared to reconcile following individual health concerns. Cudi reportedly went to rehab, while West was treated for what’s been called a mental breakdown.

In addition to Kanye and Cudi, adidas’ two-day 747 Warehouse St. event featured performances from N.E.R.D, Lil Uzi Vert, Childish Gambino, 21 Savage, Playboi Carti, French Montana, and more.

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YouTube Suspends Advertising on Logan Paul’s Channel


We can probably all agree that Logan Paul is the worst. And thankfully, at least for the time being, he isn’t being paid for it.

YouTube just yanked all the ads off his channel after another disturbing, borderline psychopathic video surfaced on his account. In Paul’s most recent upload, he is filmed while tasing a dead rat. Just save all your “the rat’s already dead” banter, because if you can’t admit the kid is messed up then you have a problem, too.

The video streaming platform originally cut ties with Paul after he uploaded a deeply upsetting video from “Suicide Forest” in Japan and video taping someone that had apparently ended their own life. Now, he’s able to continue uploading videos but will not be making money off any ad revenue.

Many have demanded Logan Paul’s account be permanently banned, and if he keeps up this “recent pattern of behavior” that might be a very real possibility.

In response to Logan Paul’s recent pattern of behavior, we’ve temporarily suspended ads on his channels.

— YouTube Creators (@YTCreators) February 9, 2018

Source: Highsnobiety


Migos Feat. Gucci Mane – CC Lyrics


(Intro: Gucci Mane)
Huh?
Huncho, Gato

(Chorus: Quavo)
Bad b**ch know something (know something)
Give her that money, go blow something (blow it)
She want a rack til’ I pop something (rack)
She want a trick, I’m not one (not one)
Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr)
She wanna text me the addie (text it)
They know we having it (woo)
Drums to the face, closed casket
The pot look greasy
Suck me up, she please me
Chanel like CC (CC)
Upgrade a b**ch from bb (bb)
If she money, she go get it (go get it)
All of her friends, they go with her (yuh)
She keep up them bands with no ni**a (racks)
She keep up them bands with no ni**a (hey)

(Verse 1: Quavo)
She see blue faces, it’s no explanation (no no)
Can you make this paper all across the nation? (whoa yeah)
Told her just be patient, I’m gon’ make you famous
If yo’ ni**a want beef, treat it like it’s angus (bow)
Eat it up
Little bit of dick, get nasty
I gotta tip her (here)
I got a pretty girl, low-key classy
I gotta flip her (flip her)
I ain’t here for no pictures (nah)
Put Huncho in the middle (Huncho!)
Young ni**a popping them bands (woo)
Like Marshawn popping them Skittles (hey)
Young ni**a got a big green truck
Looking like Riddler Riddler
What b**ch name with the mean suck?
Damn, I can’t even remember (damn)
Money fall, yeah, timber (Timber!)
Ice on in the winter (ice)
Put the plug in the blender
Then, he showed up for dinner (that’s cold)

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 2: Gucci Mane)
I suppose, propose, to show off my rollie in rows
This goes, them hoes, we OC, outta control
f**k the folks and the border patrol, coast guard, free all of the bros
We the goats, who want some smoke cuz’ we set all of the smokes
We got lows, my 66′ spokes, they look like dinner rolls
I hit my coupe, now it’s a centerfold
Multi-million, but I gigolo
My portfolio say I sold plenty coke
Wop!

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

(Verse 3: Offset)
(Offset!)
Applying the pressure for mo’ millions
The bricks come from Japan and Korea
I done made 2.5 on my Nokia
He got kidnapped after that sh*t too real
Bad b**ch, she walking with Chanel on her feet
Litty got her titties done, now she on fleek
Plain Jane rolling with the bust AP
I make the thottie meet me at the grand marquee
Playing for keeps, gotta move it lowkey
She trying to f**k, she in heat
Yeah, she gotta f**k by the three (smashed)
Tip toeing back door and creep (back-do)
I don’t know no tricks, but I treat (trick)
I told her to suck with a beat
Put Emerald sets in my links
24 karat my sink

(Verse 4: Takeoff)
175 for the mink
Turn the housewife to a freak
And I got the ice on fleek
Chanel double down, CC
He’ll tell you, it’s a price on me (he’ll tell you)
Ran off, made your life on me
No gun, pull a knife on me
Back back, get your wife off me
On sight with me, my diamonds fight with me
Can’t clone, we on
Fly like drones, they biting me (rrrr)
A sight to see, this gas tank on E
North Pole, wrist on freeze
Wait til’ my dawg get free

(Repeat Chorus: Quavo)

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Dancehall Icon Diana King Got Married To Longtime Girlfriend


Legendary dancehall singer Diana King got married to her longtime girlfriend Mijanne Webster.

King is one of the most iconic female dancehall artists of all-time after breaking onto the scene in the early 1990s before breaking into the mainstream with hits like “I Say A Little Prayer” and “Shy Guy.” In 2012, she went public for the first time that she is a lesbian and while she received some backlash from some of her Jamaican fan base, she overwhelmingly received a lot of support from the vast majority of her fans.

Diana King and Mijanne has been dating since 2007 and only recently tied the knot. “As an artiste, who is LGBTQ, born and raised in Jamaica, I never thought I’d ever say ‘my wife’ in this lifetime,” the singer wrote on Instagram. “I am completely and sincerely grateful to all who fought and continue to fight worldwide for our deserved equality and human rights. My true personality is introverted and private, totally different from the me on stage. My hands are shaking as I write this post. For me, it is a sign that I am about to exercise courage because they shook like this when I came out in 2012. I am sharing this because I strongly believe visibility is vital for change and I’m gonna live it… authentically. I’s married now Celie! Love wins.”

“We woke up on Saturday morning and she said to me… ‘Babe, did you think that when we met in 2007, one day we woulda married??? After a short pause, I replied Yes… yes I did…’ I didn’t tell anybody I was getting married,” Mijanne wrote.

Diana King has been touring extensively in recent years despite not dropping any new music since 2011 when she released her last album, AgirLnaMeKING. Her debut album Tougher Than Love was released in 1995. The project peaked at No. 1 on the Billboard Reggae chart and 85 on the R&B chart. The album is also certified three times platinum in Japan and gold in the US.

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Willie The Kid & V Don – Blue Notes


[Intro:]
You wanna know what was happening
While you were living it up in Mali or Cali or Yahweh whatever it is
There was 15 murders the first week and 21 last week in this Goddamn city
You know decent people are gonna have to work here and live somewhere else
[By decent people you mean people who can afford to live somewhere else]
For Christ you are such a bleeding heart Liberal
[My heart bleeds a little for the underprivileged, yeah]
If I was at the field they’d be back in the war zone
[?] Hawaii
[Seemed pretty good until they ran in the sand and used to live with the crime rate statistics]
No what this city needs is more police than people

[Verse 1:]
Yeah! Yo yeah
Witness me making eclipse
Bake pies at red night escaping ma myth
Swore 4 plus 5 oracle bore gift
Plus explore your life show you how the lords spit
Since 79 held the spine order more clips
Worked with los Orvich try to build him a bridge
That shit collapsed with ma back fucking the ribs
Get blasted for looking all grand in front of ma crib
Sit back close your legs drown in the box
Pound up with 2 Glocks, dumb out with the Ox
The fluids out shoot it out till sundown with the cops
No running we [?] the world is mine on a yacht
Soon they probly find me like a body in a lot with blue suites behind me
With the shotty pulled cop
New suites in lobby and we value all flocks
Never recent quotes preaching for that Jack Iglesias
Told Torres like Papi Mase and catching cases but they cold
Employees know the faces who to stretch and who to fold
Get old eat off rap manifest all gold
Plots for more gold and Grey robbers playing dominoes
Got Raul put you in piece caplo waiting at ma home
So sick no pharmacist would enter the room
New York trip PA flab foot [?]
I’m off it playing in salon resting ma wound
Ma talk spit body outlined floating in June

[Chorus:]
Where am coming from [Yeah! bronze man]
I don’t really mean you no wrong [it’s Willie The Kid]
[Gun wu] I gotta keep moving on [Pull up a chair we here nigga]
I gotta Let you know where I’m coming from [TCP nigga, Ayo]
I don’t really mean you no wrong [we do it like this nigga]

[Verse 2:]
I said Um!
I said lagavulin nigga who you fooling
I’m never Jet lagged these dudes is Lorna Doones
The fly i’m in Dubai hitting sand dunes
Or in Japan on the bullet train Cancun
We used to use Cancun to balance off the sofa
Now we don’t touch the steering wheel Rover with the chauffeur
I’m in Muskegon Jet-skiing for the weekend
On the lake shore, told ma niggas make sure this time everything remain genuine
See ma end your windows continuing
Move like a bed wind
Breakfast in bed pop Spades no bentwisch a bad bitch wiska bisque
Yeah! Despite the madness i’m perfectly insane. Psycho-telepathic
Telepathy, rooms full of sneakers closets full of Jings
Bring Jackets on the bed fuck it I ain’t sleeping anyway
Jewels by the penny way I’m more than ready

[Chorus:]
Where am coming from [Yeah!]
I don’t really mean you no wrong
I gotta keep moving on [Pull some next shit]
I thought I had to know, where am coming from
I don’t really mean you no wrong
I gotta keep moving on

[Outro:]
Coming [x6]
[?]
Hey please excuse our little brother
Please forgive him
[Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, it’s alright his tan boxing is not bad he nearly beat me]


G-Eazy – The Plan


[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy
I do this shit cause I-
Turn, turn it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta blap
Yo, yo, ayy

[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)

[Verse 1]
Growed up, now I am the man (yeah)
It’s shit you don’t understand (ayy)
Popeye just opened the can
I don’t fuck with no fufu that’s not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you need a hand (yeah)
In the bay I’m superman (ayy)
YSL on me, god damn
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my number one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must have mixed us with a different group of guys
Spot the truth or lies, I mean business
But I’m not in suit and ties
Just been prophesized (yeah, uh)
This shit fell right into place (yeah)
Indy 500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it straight to the face
Liquor and women, two things I don’t chase (uh)
Don’t got a minute to waste (yeah)
Mask off I’m showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout Dakari my ace (uh)
They hate so much it’s a disgrace (uh)
I put ’em back into place (yeah)
I put your bitch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she’s vanishing without a trace (yeah)

[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)

[Hook]
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (no)
Thought that was always the plan
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Ten years this shit has been brewing (ayy)
I’m like "The fuck you been doing?" (yeah)
Hall of fame, Gerald’s a shoe in
You’ll never be Jordan, you’re more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I’m pursuing (ayy)
Exclusive like "who let you in?"
Money talks, I speak it fluent
Got tired of my bitch, I went got a new one
Quick swish that
This bitch whack
Pack, flip that
Making quick stacks
This shit blap
She did that (uh)
Taking a quick trap nap (yeah)
I go all night and shit
Ain’t gotta hide this shit
This shit’s a freestyle, I ain’t even write this shit
Roll me some, Marty, and I’m finna light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw swimming on South Beach
This is shit that they don’t teach
Don’t go too far
Don’t trap too hard
Bitch, don’t reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow speech
I’m courtside, I got floor seats
Next to Rihanna like "Oh Sheesh!"

[Pre-Hook]
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)

[Hook]
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (you know?)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)

[Outro]
I thought this was always the plan
What were you doing?
What do you mean?
There’s only one way
There’s only one option
There’s only one route to get there, you know?
It’s not going to make itself
When you wake up and check the Chase App
And this shit got more and more digits than a license plate
Them seven-eight figures don’t make themselves, yadadamean?
You gotta get it!
This was always the plan


G-Eazy – The Plan Lyrics



(Intro)
Yeah
Ayy
I do this sh*t cause I-
Turn, turn it up a little bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta blap
Yo, yo, ayy

(Pre-Hook)
I might go f**k up these bands (ayy)
I do this sh*t ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)

(Verse 1)
Growed up, now I am the man (yeah)
It’s sh*t you don’t understand (ayy)
Popeye just opened the can
I don’t f**k with no fufu that’s not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you need a hand (yeah)
In the bay I’m superman (ayy)
YSL on me, god damn
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my number one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you surprised?
Must have mixed us with a different group of guys
Spot the truth or lies, I mean business
But I’m not in suit and ties
Just been prophesized (yeah, uh)
This sh*t fell right into place (yeah)
Indy 500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it straight to the face
Liquor and women, two things I don’t chase (uh)
Don’t got a minute to waste (yeah)
Mask off I’m showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout Dakari my ace (uh)
They hate so much it’s a disgrace (uh)
I put ’em back into place (yeah)
I put your b*tch in a wraith
I just snatch her, she’s vanishing without a trace (yeah)

(Pre-Hook)
I might go f**k up these bands (ayy)
I do this sh*t ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)

(Hook)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (no)
Thought that was always the plan
I might go f**k up these bands (ayy)
I do this sh*t ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)

(Verse 2)
Ten years this sh*t has been brewing (ayy)
I’m like “The f**k you been doing?” (yeah)
Hall of fame, Gerald’s a shoe in
You’ll never be Jordan, you’re more Patrick Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I’m pursuing (ayy)
Exclusive like “who let you in?”
Money talks, I speak it fluent
Got tired of my b*tch, I went got a new one
Quick swish that
This b*tch whack
Pack, flip that
Making quick stacks
This sh*t blap
She did that (uh)
Taking a quick trap nap (yeah)
I go all night and sh*t
Ain’t gotta hide this sh*t
This sh*t’s a freestyle, I ain’t even write this sh*t
Roll me some, Marty, and I’m finna light this sh*t (ayy, yeah)
My jaw swimming on South Beach
This is sh*t that they don’t teach
Don’t go too far
Don’t trap too hard
B*tch, don’t reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow speech
I’m courtside, I got floor seats
Next to Rihanna like “Oh Sheesh!”

(Pre-Hook)
I might go f**k up these bands (ayy)
I do this sh*t ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the plan (yeah)
I might go fly to Japan (ayy)
Honolulu get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don’t bring sand (no)

(Hook)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it again (you know?)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)
I might go f**k up these bands (ayy)
I do this sh*t ’cause I can (yeah)
I just took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought that was always the plan (yeah)

(Outro)
I thought this was always the plan
What were you doing?
What do you mean?
There’s only one way
There’s only one option
There’s only one route to get there, you know?
It’s not going to make itself
When you wake up and check the Chase App
And this sh*t got more and more digits than a license plate
Them seven-eight figures don’t make themselves, yadadamean?
You gotta get it!
This was always the plan


Yo Gotti – Around the World Lyrics


[Intro: Children Singing]
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la

[Chorus: Children & Yo Gotti]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my, where I’m from
Right back to the Crest
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my trap
Right back to my slums

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
I just left Dubai
I just left Hawai’i
I just left, I just left NY
Headed to M-I-A, hey
I just left the bank
Headed to LA
I just left all my dogs a plate
Put ’em on a plane
Passport, I just left UK
Hustlin’ out the States
I got weight
Yah they call it freight
Hood call it yay, yay
I can prolly say that I ain’t never took the stand
My lil, Asian bitch she do my feet she from Japan (ayy)

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Children]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Where you from Gotti (Gotti)
Why your hoes exotic (why)
Why your car foreign (skrt skrt)
What your jewelry doin’ [?]
What your fashion be
Bitch why you askin’ me (huh)
‘Cause you a drug dealer
Why you look like fashion week
This outfit a half a brick and they come from Milan
I can’t rock no skinnies, it won’t hold my gun
I got a Chinese bitch a Chinese Uzi
Say her favorite rapper Lil Uzi
Told her I’ma put her on to Lil Boosie
Introduce her to the gangsta music

[Chorus: Yo Gotti]
I been ’round the world
Rappers and their drug life
2Pac, Outlawz, yah this Thug Life

[Chorus: Yo Gotti & Children]
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk

[Outro: Yo Gotti & Children]
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
Lala la la lala la la la
I been ’round the world
Reppin’ where I’m from (where I’m from)
Right back to my hood
Right back to the slums
Right back to my hood
Right back to my gun
Right back to the Crest
Right back to my bunk


Souleye – Ease That lyrics


Artist: Souleye Title: Ease That Hook Ease that lean back roll me up that
Weed sack / Calling out my ladies on the front and the back / Lean back
Ease that roll me up that weed sack / We we’ve them tracks that ride
Like Cadillac’s / Verse 1 I’ve been all around the world / And easy
To see that most people that I meet / Love blazing on them trees / I’ll
Find it in Fiji where no weed be / Or in Mendo where it’s in every home /
Grown out doors organic is my favorite type / But then again I like that
Indoor bud at night / Smoking sativa in the middle of the afternoon / Get
High motivate party on the move / Even my mom pack that bong / I’ve
Watched my dad smoke all day long / From the rich and the famous / To the
Poor and broke / They all love that dope / Government don’t know I know
My fourth amendment / Can’t search without a warrant / Hook Ease that
Lean back roll me up that weed sack / Calling out my ladies on the front
And the back / Lean back ease that roll me up that weed sack / Wewe’ve
Them tracks that ride like Cadillac’s / Verse 2 Only the best when I’m
Smoking the Sess /
Hawaiian mist I’m on a mystical trip / Puffing an ounce of Kush on the
Couch / Purple urkle got me seeing double now / I’m going to Canada
Man, Japan or Amsterdam / No matter where I’m at I’m going to smoke a
Gram / Four-way endo sipping on that swiss miss / With Mr. Nice here’s
The pipe now hit this / Elevate let’s create everyone together now /
Let’s celebrate / take a break though / If you don’t puff the drow / I
Know there’s those / That don’t smoke so pass it to the left / You
Know how it goes / The rotation is ground breaking /


Audioslave – Doesn’t Remind Me


I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie nor more than you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie nor more than you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget
Bend and shape me
I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly
Like never before
Calm and sleeping
We won’t stir up the past
So discreetly
We won’t look back
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie nor more than you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything


Jonwayne – Afraid Of Us (feat. Zeroh) (Rap Album Two Album)


[Verse 1: Jonwayne]
I was sitting in Japan when my nephew was born
Broke my damn heart when I wasn’t there for him
It made me think about my life
And my order of operations
I was drunk at a show and fucked my boy’s set up
It was a blessing when he checked me at the check in
I ain’t never been the same and I’ll never forget it
I’ve been the burden of my people
And alienating fans
Just thinking they would never understand
Really it’s wavelength bringing us together in a way
So really I should be more open to two-way
And if I ever did you something dirty, I do pray
I get another chance but this karma catching up in a true way
I’ve been so caught up in the lack of acceptance
I never focused on the man to accept
And if it’s too late for a formal apology, I accept it (x2)
You think of me less than I am but maybe that’s a blessing
I just hope that I can spread my message
A to Z (passing off to zeroh)

[Chorus: Zeroh]
Shit, all I want to say is put it down!
Your position been compromised
Everything has a beginning and an end
I know glory’ll take you dead or alive
In ruts fucked up off such and such
Is thus just because
You’re afraid of us
Ya
So put it down
Put it down
(x2)

[Verse 2: Jonwayne]
All my life I was looking for love
Found it in Florida under the too hot sun
Took it for granted
Started to run
Became the man or a gun
But now I’m looking down the barrel of one
On my knees when we said she could see my skin was empty
Please wake me when the self hatred is done
And I try but she reminds me of what I’ve become
Thought i knew myself but that knowing is done
I just hope that she still sees my love
And for that I just hope these old songs take off
I need a house
And a rack
For every leaf of grass on my big-ass lawn
And as I see my family progress all I want is a daughter or son
Been around the world playing rapper is dumb
Fulfilling fantasies of a teenage me
And in the end it’s my people bringing joy to the room
Some advice: don’t lose sight about where you’re from
A to Z

[Chorus]
Shit, all I want to say is put it down!
Your position been compromised
Everything has a beginning and an end
I know glory’ll take you dead or alive
In ruts fucked up off such and such
Is thus just because
You’re afraid of us
Ya
So put it down
Put it down
(x2)

[Outro: Jonwayne]
Yo, look at these people
Counting on me when I can’t even count on myself
Look at these homies
So sure of me when I’m not so sure of myself
I need help
But I’m too damn proud to stop the progress now
I need to slow down
But I need a good friend to come and tell me how
(x6)

[Chorus]
Shit, all I want to say is put it down!
Your position been compromised
Everything has a beginning and an end
I know glory’ll take you dead or alive
In ruts fucked up off such and such
Is thus just because
You’re afraid of us
Ya
So put it down
Put it down
(x2)


Migos – T-Shirt – Spotify Mix Lyrics


[Intro: Quavo]
Spotify, yeah
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, yeah

[Verse: Offset, Quavo, & Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’, cookie kickin’ like a rider (cookie!)
Bout to get that lamb til’ I thought about that rari (skrr skrr!)
Ain’t no doubt about it I’m yo favorite rapper artist
When you pull out that draco make sure ain’t nobody watching ( brrrt!)
Migos we the topic (Hey!), pockets extra sloppy (slop!)
On Spotify they listenin’ they can’t wait til’ we droppin’
Like my women cocky, (women!) drape em’ in Versace (‘sace!)
Fish scale wallets, Christopher Wallace (white!)
Spotify hit me, told me “Pull Up,” said “I got em’”
Number one no problem, try to stop we droppin’
Culture out there, dropped it, told em, “Hit me” when they cop it
Visuals on North Pole, ain’t no photo shoppin’
Back then when I wasn’t poppin’, y’all people told me stop it
Yeah
Thinkin’ bout money when I say cottage, so much can’t fit in my wallet
Yeah, yeah I might give my fans all my clothes yeah, yeah
I fly to Japan for my shows yeah, yeah
What you sayin’ we get those yeah, yeah
I won’t give no bag to these hoes (yeah)

[Outro: Quavo]
Yeah, no, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, (white!)
T-shirt, (white) T-shirt (white)
It’s that white, yeah,(white!) it’s that white yeah (white!)
Coco, do it for the Culture
Spotify I give you my word
Number one, we all around the earth
Spotify, we all around the earth
You know we comin’ for what we deserve, yeah
Culture album, out now, go get that, yeah
Yeah, WOO


Drake – Days In The East


[Verse 1]
Why you keep askin’ me about her?
She’s not here right now, she’s not here right now
Why am I the one you wanna get into it with right now
I’ve got a lot to say, and that’s the last thing a nigga wanna hear right now
Spendin’ all my days on the Eastside, oh
Forgettin’ who I was on the other side, oh
Young nigga switchin’ up the program right now
Tryna put the power in my own hands right now
I’m about to ride through the old hood right now
Got too much pride for my own good right now
Waitin’ on you to give in and hit me up
So I could fall through like old times and hit it up

[Hook]
I’m terrible at inviting myself, call me over
Those nights when you need someone else call me over
You can be the one to take control call me over
When I get there, you already know, call me

[Verse 2]
Why you keep askin’ me about her?
Couple other things I’d rather wanna do than talk ’bout that right now
Told you about giving him chances and chances and chances
He’s not holding you down, he’s holding you back right now
Spendin’ all my days on the Eastside, oh
Forgettin’ who I was on the other side, oh
Young nigga switchin’ up the program right now
Tryna put the power in my own hands right now
Love it when your ass speak the truth to me
Tryna wake up and have you with me
Waitin’ on you to give in and hit me up
So I could fall through like old times and hit it up

[Hook]
I’m terrible at inviting myself, call me over
Those nights when you need someone else call me over
You can be the one to take control call me over
When I get there, you already know, call me

[Breakdown]
(I threw my hands in the air said show me something)
Remember one night I went to Erykah Badu house, she made tea for me
We talked about love and what life could really be for me
She said, "when that shit is real, you just know"
And I was thinking bout you, you already know
Yeah, the other night Chubbs showed up at my house
He had weed for me, that’s my nigga till we gon’
Keeps his ear to the streets for me
Said the city stress him out on the low
I said, "I feel you, nigga, I already know"
Yeah, already
Girl’s talkin’ bout you, gotta leave already
Damn, my lil’ nephew turned four already
Gave you a little help, you need more already
Damn, you need more already?
Before you said your mine, I was yours already
22, had the Bentley 4 door already
Even as a boy I was the boy already
So you know that mean the pussy galore already
Mention other girls, you get insecure already
That was in the past, I’ve matured already
Fuck them hoes, you got the award already
You go to Chanel and get rewards already
Know I do this shit for 3rd Ward already
Know I do this shit for H-Town already
Already, already
Back up in this thing, it’s a go
Had a couple niggas out of pocket, now they know
Ain’t the first time cause I’ve lost you before
Had to get it back, had to get it back
Had to pull it back because I know I’m on the road
Had to take you back because I know you’re down to roll
If you can get it from me, you can have it, now you know
All your friends asking where you stand with the boy
FaceTime said you got plans for the boy
Studying your body, that’s exams for the boy
Take a flight here, pop a xan for the boy
Waking up in Amsterdam with the boy
Long flight home, another xan for your boy
You would probably fly out to Japan for the boy
You would probably kill another man for the boy
You would probably…
You would probably lie ’bout it on the stand for your boy
Put the Bible to your right hand for the boy
That’s why you I ain’t never gotta worry ’bout the boy
You know you got…
You know you got that really good insurance on the boy
You just gotta pack a bag and hurry to the boy


Bearstronaut – Shadow lyrics


I’m the one you want in the palm of your hand
Running down your back at every word’s end
You can let me down, put me in my place
Although you’ve had enough, there’s still more I can take

Maybe I’m just here to work
And let you take the lead
When you stare into the light
You know where to find me

I can be your shadow
You and I together, and I know
I wanna be there, girl
But I can’t even be there for myself

I’m the one you want, bring you to your knees
What you need the most is a chance to leave
I wanna take you somewhere that you’ve never seen
Japan or Amsterdam, don’t have to be a dream

Maybe I’m just here to work
And play by the rules of attraction
I’ll be there in front of you
When we’re running from the sun

I can be your shadow
You and I together, and I know
I wanna be there, girl
But I can’t even be there for myself

I can be your shadow
You and I together, and I know
I wanna be there, girl
But I can’t even be there for myself

I can be your shadow
You and I together, and I know
I wanna be there, girl
But I can’t even be there for myself

And you know I have you when you walk away
And you know I have you when you walk away
Just walk away


Coldplay – Speed Of Sound (X & Y Album) letras

October 28, 2016

Lyrics

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How long before I get in?
Before it starts, before I begin?
How long before you decide?
Before I know what it feels like?
Where To, where do I go?
If you never try, then you’ll never know
How long do I have to climb,
Up on the side of this mountain of mine?

Look up, I look up at night
Planets are moving at the speed of light
Climb up, up in the trees
Every chance that you get
Is a chance you seize
How long am I gonna stand
With my head stuck under the sand?
I’ll start before I can stop
Before I see things the right way up

All that noise, and all that sound
All those places I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand?

Ideas that you’ll never find
All the inventors could never design
The buildings that you put up
Japan and China all lit up
The sign that I couldn’t read
Or a light that I couldn’t see
Some things you have to believe
But others are puzzles, puzzling me

All that noise, and all that sound
All those places I have found
And birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand
Ah when you see it then you’ll understand?

All those signs, I knew what they meant
Some things you can invent
Some get made, and some get sent
Oh
Birds go flying at the speed of sound
To show you how it all began
Birds came flying from the underground
If you could see it then you’d understand
Ah, when you see it then you’ll understand?