Tag: Paris


Aminé – DR. WHOEVER Lyrics




[Intro: Rickey Thompson]
Sad on your muthafuckin b-day? Bitch, what the fuck?! Don’t you realize you poppin’? Every time you walk in the room you break necks. Necks?! But you tellin’ me you sad on your muthafuckin’ b-day
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1: Aminé]
Yeah
I sit here and tell you my problems
That’s how this work, right?
I’m s’posed to be open and honest
But I got time, right?
My niggas having sessions and I’m doin’ sessions
Can’t man up if masculinity your only weapon
Man, I’ve thought about suicide a hundred times
But, I’d hate to disappoint and see my momma cry
Birthdays these days be the worst days
‘Cause I know I’m getting older and not happier
Me and my father love each other but we barely show it
He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it
He look at my generation and think that fashion’s over
I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova (true)
I’m always on a flight, or I’m in a hurry
I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
And milkshakes were the only time we’d eat a cherry
I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
Is better than learning from someone who doesn’t
And that’s word to my ex
And that’s word to my tongue
And that’s word to the woman who had my heart beatin’ drums
Yeah
Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
And the shade I had in my room was already enough
I’m going on some dates and I’m making some plans
But it’s hard to find some love if the girl is a fan
And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

[Chorus: Aminé]
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever
I said, I said
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

[Interlude]
Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo
Yes sir, yeah, look

[Verse 2: Aminé]
Boy, you looking big mad
When you see a young brotha up in first class
And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
And they hate to see a black man who can’t get blackballed
I said my paper long
My paper long
You damn right, bitch
My paper long
It’s that yellow, mellow, fellow
Yeah, that Yellowstone
Play the cello for the fellows, fake as silicone
I went from plaque in my teeth
To having plaques on the wall
Gold album, with platinum records who woulda thought
Young nigga, like Jigga
Tryna make me a boss
I’ll take my momma to Louis
And take your girl to the Ross nigga
Back in the muthafuckin’ building
Your boo thing want my children
My net worth gon’ be a billion
Shorty gimme head like ceiling
Dick disappear chameleon
And like I’m muthafuckin rollin [?]
My whip bought, it’s not stolen

[Chorus: Aminé]
These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

[Verse 3: Aminé]
Hey doc, do I tell em how I actually feel?
Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills
They swear niggas play tough won’t even smile in mirrors
And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error
Friday nights, where them broke niggas ball out
And Amine be the name that your girlfriend gon call out
To all my niggas with some melanin
Let your feelings settle in
If you feelin’ worthless you should probably go and tell a friend, yeah
But, I should take that advice
This year has been crazy
What the fuck is my life
My best friend got married
You can bet that I cried
I met Spike and Brad Pitt, no malls I’m Saks Fifth, nigga

[Outro: Rickey Thompson]
Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!




Nicki Minaj – Hard White lyrics




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

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

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

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

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

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


Beyonce And Jay-Z – LoveHappy lyrics


[Verse 1: Beyonce & Jay-Z]
Happily in love, haters please forgive me
I let my wife write the will, I pray my children outlive me
I give my daughter our custom dress, so she gon’ be litty
Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
Bitches strength, I see nobody f*ckin’ wit’ him
Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit me
Sir asked it, like is that sh*t, is trippy (uh-huh)
Twinning, Blue and Rumi [?]
(Happy in love)
Sitting, docked at the bay wit’ a big yacht
Sippin’ Yamazaki on the rocks
He went to [?], I went to [?] out in Paris
Yeah, you f*cked up the first time, we had to get remarried
Yo, chill man
We keepin’ it real with these people right?
Lucky I ain’t kill you when I met that b- (Nah, aight, aight )
Y’all know how I met her, we broke up and got back together
To get her back, I had to sweat her
Y’all could make her with a bag, I had to change the weather
Move the whole family west but its whatever
In a glass house still throwing stones
Hova, Beezus, watch the thrones
(Happy in love)

[Chorus: Beyonce]
You did some things to me, boy you do some things to me
But love is deeper than your pain and I believe you can change
Baby, the ups and downs are worth it, don’t wait to go, but we’ll work it
We’re flawed but we’re still perfect for each other
Sometimes I thought we’d never see the light
Went through hell with heaven on our side
This beach ain’t always been no paradise
But nightmares only last one night
(Happy in love)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z & Beyonce]
No more clubs and Cali-curfews (one night )
Just call it affairs in a tighter circle
Lost for [?] in small [?], woo
Just hood ass nigga’s in designer suits
Follow my [?] on a truth in Aaliyah boots, yeah, yeah
Amelia Earhart, flyer than who? (yeah, yeah)
Fake news y’all choose, we no lie
No photoshop, just real life
(Happy in love)

[Chorus: Beyonce]
You did some things to me, boy you do some things to me
But love is deeper than your pain and I believe you can change
Baby, the ups and downs are worth it, don’t wait to go, but we’ll work it
We’re flawed but we’re still perfect for each other
Sometimes I thought we’d never see the light
Went through hell with heaven on our side
This beach ain’t always been no paradise
But nightmares only last one night

[Outro: Beyonce]
Damn, look at us now
Pray, pray for the vows
Way up now, yes, and a way, long way down
We came, and we saw, and we conquered it all
We came, and we conquered, now we’re happy in love


DJ Mustard & RJmrLA – Hard Way lyrics


(feat. Rae Sremmurd)

[Intro: RJMrLA & YG]
All my niggas worked for this shit
Mustard on the beat, hoe!

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
Had to do this shit the hard way
Came up, yeah, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Young nigga, mixing Henny with the Rose
Ay, with the Rose, yeah
Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

[Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Ay, check out my passion
Fresh out of Paris, put that on my taxes
Came up from nothing, I flex with a passion
Benjamin Button, I count that shit backwards

[Verse 2: RJMrLA]
Hundreds and fifties in Jacksons
I mash my heat with my jackets
Max’d out my card up in Maxfield
That’s for all my flaws in the backfield
Front lie with my main side hoes
Said they want Barry’s, not Domino’s

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
All in my face, girl, tell me what’s the reason?
Top shelf OG, man I’m barely even breathing
If I say, I imported my car, would you believe me?
Brand new Fendi jacket, it don’t come out ’till next season
I gotta get this money, like a junky I be fiending
And since we grind together, I got all my niggas with me, yeah

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
Had to get this shit the hard way
Came up, yeah, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Young nigga, mixing Hen with the Rose
Ay, with the Rose, yeah
Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

[Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion

[Verse 4: RJMrLA]
Hold up, check out my fashion
Check out how I’m splashin’
Come touch my fabrics
Picked up this one bitch that swear she ain’t ratchet
Soon as she jumped in, we fucked in the back seat
I don’t even know why the plug tryna tax me
Why he act like we ain’t had this here last week
Before the rap beef, I had a rap sheet, mm
Look how we run shit without a track meet

[Verse 5: Slim Jxmmi]
Ay, ay, out in L.A. catching dumb ways
Coutin’ up the hunnids ’till my thumbs break
Baby make it shake, it’s your birthday
You ain’t a hoe if you suck it on the first day

[Verse 6: RJMrLA]
Suck me on a Thursday, that throwback, mm
Slow jamz, bob to that Womack
Chopsticks, mob shit, we on that
Give a bomb bitch bomb dick and a low jack, ooh
Girl pay attention to detail
When you with me, mention no other female?
Me, Swae, and Jimmi, that’s packed shows in pre-sales
Retail, resale, she want that 4Hunnid Summers and OMMIO wave
She want Rae Sremmurd and MrLA
Astronaut juice, I just jumped out the Wraith
All those stars in the room, give me space
Get that flash out my face

[Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
Had to get this shit the hard way
Came up, yeah, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Young nigga, mixing Hen with the Rose
Ay, with the Rose, yeah
Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

[Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
Cameras gon’ flash when you the main attraction
Bitches coming in disorderly fashion


Calum Scott – Not Dark Yet lyrics


[Verse 1]
Shadows are falling, and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, and time is running away
Feel like my soul has, turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars, that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough, to be anywhere

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 2]
Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing, what was in her mind
I just don’t see why I should even care

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 3]
Well, I’ve been to London, and I’ve been to gay Paris
I’ve followed the river, and I got to the sea
I’ve been down to the bottom, of a world full of lies
I ain’t lookin for nothing, in anyone’s eyes
Sometimes my burden, is more than I can bear

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 4]
I was born here, and I’ll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
I can’t even remember what it was, I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer

[Outro]
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there


Lin Manuel Miranda – What’d I Miss lyrics


[Company]
Seventeen. Se- se- seventeen…
Se- se- seventeen

[Burr]
1789
How does the bastard orphan
Immigrant decorated war vet
Unite the colonies through more debt?
Fight the other founding fathers til he has to forfeit?
Have it all, lose it all
You ready for more yet?
Treasury Secretary. Washington’€™s the President
Ev’€™ry American experiment sets a precedent
Not so fast. Someone came along to resist him
Pissed him off until we had a two-party system
You haven’€™t met him yet, you haven’t had the chance
‘€˜cause he’€™s been kickin’€™ ass as the ambassador to France
But someone’€™s gotta keep the American promise
You simply must meet Thomas. Thomas!

[Company]
Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
Thomas Jefferson’s coming home
Lord he’€™s been off in Paris for so long!
Aaa-ooo!
Aaa-ooo!

[Jefferson]
France is following us to revolution
There is no more status quo
But the sun comes up
And the world still spins

[Ensemble]
Aaa-ooo!

[Jefferson]
I helped Lafayette draft a declaration
Then I said, “I gotta go
I gotta be in Monticello. “€™
Now the work at home begins.

[Ensemble]
Aaa-ooo!

[Jefferson]
So what’d I miss?
What’d I miss?
Virginia, my home sweet home, I wanna give you a kiss
I’€™ve been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies…
I guess I basica€™lly missed the late eighties…
I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this

[Ensemble]
Aaa-ooo!

[Jefferson]
There’€™s a letter on my desk from the President
Haven’€™t even put my bags down yet
Sally be a lamb, darlin’€™, won’tcha open it?
It says the President’€™s assembling a cabinet
And that I am to be the Secretary of State, great!
And that I’€™m already Senate-approved…
I just got home and now I’€™m headed up to New York

[Ensemble]
Headin’ to New York!
Headin’ to New York!

[Jefferson]
Lookin’€™ at the rolling fields
I can’€™t believe that we are free
Ready to face
Whatever’€™s awaiting
Me in N. Y. C. 

[Jefferson]
F6/9 G13sus
But who’€™s waitin’€™ for me when I step in the place?
My friend James Madison, red in the face
He grabs my arm and
I respond
“€œWhat’€™s goin’€™ on?” 

[Madison]
Thomas, we are engaged in a battle for our nation’€™s very soul
Can you get us out of the mess we’€™re in?

[Ensemble]
Aaa-ooo!

[Madison]
Hamilton’s new financial plan is nothing less
Than government control
I’ve been fighting for the South alone
Where have you been? 

[Ensemble] [Jefferson]
Aaa-ooo! Uh… France.
 

[Madison]
We have to win

[Jefferson]
What’d I miss?
What’€™d I miss?
Headfirst into a political abyss!

[Ensemble]
Headfirst into the abyss!

[Jefferson]
I have my first cabinet meeting today

[Ensemble]
Chik-a-pow!

[Jefferson]
I guess I better think of something to say
I’m already on my way
G#m7(b5) Gm7
Let’€™s get to the bottom of this 

[Ensemble]
What did I miss?
(chords) C9
Ahhh

[Washington]
Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

[Hamilton]
Mr. Jefferson? Alexander Hamilton.

[Washington and ensemble]
Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

[Company]
Mr. Jefferson, welcome home
Sir, you’ve been off in Paris for so long!

[Jefferson]
So what did I miss?


Carnage – Overtime lyrics


(feat. Sebastian Reynoso & KYLE)

[Intro: Sebastian Reynoso]
Ooh, woah

[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Millie for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin’ rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she got the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed ’til my face numb
I’m on, on, on, on, rackin’ up the blue chips
On, on, on, on, always focused on a new bitch
On, on on, on, better off with yo bitch
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Mille for the time

[Bridge: KYLE]
Can I hit it like it’s all mine? Yeah
Do you need a little more time? Mmm
Pick you up in a new ride, yeah
I could hook you up with a new life
Haha, yeah

[Verse: KYLE]
Things he can’t do, ayy
I make dreams come true, ayy
I could get you in the mood, ayy
Ooo Ooo, ayy
You know what to do, ayy
Baby make this move, ayy
Is she yours or mine? I wish I knew, ayy

[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso with KYLE]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Millie for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin’ rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she has the right to know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed ’til my face numb

[Bridge: Distorted voice]
[?] Grammy
[?] feel me
[?] Grammy
[?] feel me
[?] Grammy
[?] feel me
[?] Grammy
[?] Grammy

[Chorus: Sebastian Reynoso]
Overtime, overtime
Is she really yours, or is she mine?
Is she driving yours, or is it mine?
Money on my mind, Richard Millie for the time
I was already in it, your shit lookin’ rented
And I hope she know-ow-ows, I’m the man of the city
And she got the right to Know-ow-ow, she might make an appearance
A weekend in Paris
Smoke weed ’til my face numb
I’m on, on, on


Eric Butterfield – Wake Me In Paris lyrics


I’ll meet you anywhere you say
Wake me in Paris or Odessa or L. A.
Say the word I’m on that plane
I can’t put out this fire

In the heat of July, Bastille Day
We vowed to meet again on the Champs Elysées
Meet me at the old cafe
I’ll be there to hear you say

I love you
Face to face
So wake me, first light in Paris
Somewhere the light never fades

I’m cursing the gods’ mortal play
Damn it, this phone call’s a heaven I hate
I need to see your face
And hold you in my arms
And listen to you whispering
Shakespeare after dark

I just gotta say I love you
Face to face
So wake me in Paris
Or anywhere the light never fades

I’ll wait outside the Pére Lachaise
Where you nearly died laughing at my piss-poor francaise
Kiss me at Reunion Gate
We’ll dance on Jim Morrison’s grave

Last dance with you on the Seine
Tango in moonlight around Notre Dame
Wake me up to see your face
No time to explain
Move me like water no banks can ever tame
Don’t let your feet get cold
Don’t turn around at the gate

I gotta say
I love you face to face
So wake me in Paris
Or Cairo or Oslo or Venice or Boston or Athens
Anywhere the light never fades


Portugal. The Man – Noise Pollution (Version A, Vocal Up Mix 1.3) (feat. Mary Elizabeth Winstead & Zoe Manville) lyrics


[Intro: John Gourley]
Hello, I’m, hello, I’m, hello, I’m
Hello, I’m introducing

[Verse 1: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
Hello, I’m introducing
Live leak the revolution
Go stream it now on demand
New world distribution
Let’s make low resolutions
Let’s reverse evolution
Let’s leave behind this dry land
Crawl back to the ocean

[Pre-Chorus: Zoe Manville]
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted, I’m losing it
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted, down for heavy lifting

[Chorus: John Gourley & Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris (je t’aime Paris)
Live or die like c’est la vie (c’est la vie)
With my fist in the air, “je suis Charlie” (je suis Charlie)
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique? (magnifique)

[Post-Chorus: Zoe Manville]
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

[Interlude: John Gourley]
Out for me, out for me, out for me, out for me
They got it out for me, out for me, out for me, out for me

[Verse 2: John Gourley & Zoe Manville]
Broke out the institution
Got lost in the confusion
Not mad, man, I’m a big fan
I love that “Noise Pollution”
It’s in my constitution
Forever disillusioned
So, go on, keep on talkin’
Y’all can’t take my bullshit
You can’t take my bullshit
You can’t take my bullshit

[Pre-Chorus: John Gourley]
Act like you’re over it, still be upset
Naturally gifted, down for heavy lifting

[Chorus: John Gourley & Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris (je t’aime Paris)
Live or die like c’est la vie (c’est la vie)
With my fist in the air, “je suis Charlie” (je suis Charlie)
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique? (magnifique)

[Post-Chorus: Zoe Manville & Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
So down, is there no hope? (c’est la vie)
I can’t believe in no one (I’m still feeling magnifique)
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

[Bridge: Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
Tu cries, tu souffres, (haha) et tu souris
Tu broies du noir, et tu rougis
Tu cries, tu souffres, et tu souris
Tu broies du noir et tu souris
Ah-ah, ah-ah

[Chorus: John Gourley & Mary Elizabeth Winstead]
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris (je t’aime Paris)
Live or die like c’est la vie (c’est la vie)
With my fist in the air, “je suis Charlie” (je suis Charlie)
Can’t ya see I’m feeling magnifique? (magnifique)
I know my rights, je t’aime Paris
Live or die like c’est la vie (c’est la vie)
Even when the world has it out for me
I’m still feeling magnifique

[Post-Chorus: Zoe Manville & John Gourley]
So down, is there no hope? (c’est la vie)
I can’t believe in no one (magnifique)
So down, is there no hope?
I can’t believe in no one

[Outro: John Gourley]
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh


Young Thug – Up Lyrics


[Intro: Young Thug]
Southside on the track, yeah
Yeah
Back to back
Ooh, ooh
Yee!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I take molly and go up (up)
We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hundred racks on right now
What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout, lil’ bitty bitch?
I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me
Tryna meet me, I don’t need money, they’re rich
I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek
I’ma put a couple more in their tip
Bless her hips (oh), them bitches dip (oh-oh, yeah)
I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho
I’m ridin’ ’round Mexico with litty
Pull up to your hood wit a busted up brick
We ain’t playin’ ’bout our stuff, big killin’ (yeah)
I just got a king size box of red bottoms
Spend a hundred racks on bitches
Surf jet just bought me a seal
Act’, I don’t need bubblegum or nothin’
I just got a real pint of Actavis
We don’t need no bubblegum or nothin’
I just got a real pint of Act’
We ain’t need bubblegum or no-nothin’, yeah, uh
Kibbles ‘n Bits my dog ’cause we German, uh
I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (let’s go)
Yee-hee, Goyard (‘yard)
Yee-hee, let’s have a money war (yah)
Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (yah)
Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin’ this war
(My niggas, we lovin’ this war)
Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (yeah, yeah)
Yee-hee, I take my dog’s charge (yeah, yeah)
Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card
Yee-yee, and the ‘ting go bad up (yee)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert]
I take molly and go up (up)
We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
Let’s go up (let’s go up), we can go up (we can go all way up)
We can go up (yeah, we can go up), we can go up (yeah, we can go up)
We can go up (let’s go up), we can get up (we can go all way up)
Let’s go up (yeah, we can go up), let’s go up (yeah, we can go up)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Fuck your bitch for my brunch (woah, woah, what?)
Go to Paris for lunch (let’s go, yeah)
Smokin’ that gas like a skunk (skunk), got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi)
Nigga, don’t talk greasy, better believe me
You know I stay where the cheese be, bitch, I’m a star like a Ouija
I did not mean to get creepy, diamonds, they wet, need a squeejee (squeejee)
You know I be where the dawgs at, we know you hang where the fleas be (eww)
Automatic where my keys be, I need that shit Puerto Rican
She suck my dick and she leakin’, just livin’ my life and it’s easy (okay)
She put her knees where my feet be, I need a whip that got three seats (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week
Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak
Pitch the rock just like a floater, diamonds colder like a boulder
Canary look like Corona, heard you own her, well I stole her
Well at least I’m just a loner, smokin’ gas, bitch, I’m a stoner
He want my swag, he’s a cloner, look at my pocket it’s big, gettin’ swoler
I do not like her, so I can’t promote her
Whippin’ them babies then leave it in strollers
You know she treat the Molly like the coca

[Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
Let’s go up
We can go up, we can go up
We can go up, let’s go up
We can go up, we can go up

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Shh, shh, Scotty, look at this dead man, shh, shh
Come on, we gotta put him in a trash can (come on)
I’m ’bout to run, I was just on a Xanny
Don’t give no fuck, I got a prostitute Granny
I got some girl, and that shit stuck in my vein (yeah)
I’m in a coupe, ’bout to be switchin’ the lane (yeah)
I got a girl meetin’ me right when I land (yeah)
I made it clear, I’ma look out when I can (yeah)
Thank you, my brother, thank you, thank you, pardon me (pardon me)
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for remainin’ the same (‘mainin’ the same)
[?] tryna [?] a ho, you a lame
Money callin’ and I’m reachin’ out every rate (yee)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I take molly and go up (up)
We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)


Halsey – Alone (feat. Big Sean & Stefflon Don)


[Intro]
If I
If I

[Verse 1]
Said he tried to phone me, but I never have time
He said that I never listen, but I don’t even try
I got a new place in Cali, but I’m gone every night
So I fill it with strangers so they keep on the lights
She said she told you she knows me, but the face isn’t right
She asked if I recognized her and I told her I might

[Pre-Chorus]
See, everywhere I go
I got a million different people tryna kick it
But I’m still alone in my mind, yeah

[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)

[Verse 2]
I stayed a night out in Paris where they don’t know my name
And I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins
I got a problem with parties ’cause it’s loud in my brain
And I can never say sorry ’cause I won’t take the blame
I know I always go missing and you’re lying awake
But if you ask why I’m distant, oh, I’m running away

[Pre-Chorus]
You know that everywhere I go
I got a million different people tryna kick it
But I’m still alone in my mind

[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)

[Bridge]
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
Slip under my armor
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
I, I know you wanna
Slip under my armor

[Pre-Chorus]
See, everywhere I go, I got a million different people tryna hit it
But I’m still alone in my mind

[Chorus]
I know you’re dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You’ll wish that you never did
(You’ll wish that you never did)
Yeah

[Outro]
(I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
You’ll wish that you never did
(I know you wanna slip under my armor)
Oh (I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
You’ll wish that you never did


A$AP Rocky – Who Run It [Freestyle] Lyrics


[Intro]
You know what I’m saying?
Still that nigga man, Yeah the lord’s back
Know what I’m saying, they say pearls are for a pretty boy
Shout outs my nigga G-Herbo, my nigga Lil Uzi Vert one time
Shout out Three Six Mafia

[Verse 1]
I don’t play like your parents son
Thought I made that apparent
Thats a hundred for a ‘Claren or something
‘nother hundred for a parison
Race Tyler, the McLaren
Drive ‘Raris like Ferrison
Cop my Karats from Carring dammit
Make a bitch wanna stare, or something
Niggas stare, you queer son
You’s a bitch, yeah we stay done
Chose a whip but I’m staying sunny
Diamonds sunny like I’m Cher or something
Smiley faces with the glasses
Fashion brands invite you to Paris
Boy you late that’s a demerit, dang it
Get fucking maggot brain having
Rappers claiming the trap and the fashion
They only got Louis and the trap
Im causing the flood and the traffic
The way that you be moving is whack
All of them rumours is facts
They’ve been in clap for the clapback
Your baby mama a nag nag
Nag nag nag nag

[Chorus]
Who run it? Who run it?
New money blue hundreds
Two hundred, on the dash
Bastard life, who run it?
Catch a blue hundred
I do run it, I do run it
I do run it, I do run it


Calum Scott – Not Dark Yet


[Verse 1]
Shadows are falling, and I’ve been here all day
It’s too hot to sleep, and time is running away
Feel like my soul has, turned into steel
I’ve still got the scars, that the sun didn’t heal
There’s not even room enough, to be anywhere

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 2]
Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing, what was in her mind
I just don’t see why I should even care

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 3]
Well, I’ve been to London, and I’ve been to gay Paris
I’ve followed the river, and I got to the sea
I’ve been down to the bottom, of a world full of lies
I ain’t lookin for nothing, in anyone’s eyes
Sometimes my burden, is more than I can bear

[Refrain]
It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

[Verse 4]
I was born here, and I’ll die here, against my will
I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
I can’t even remember what it was, I came here to get away from
Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer

[Outro]
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there


G Herbo – Who Run It (Freestyle)


[Intro]
Gang shit, nigga
Yeah
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, man?
This shit’s got the most views out of everything I’ve ever put up on my shit
That little clip, that shit got a million views
I ain’t never got no views on some shit out

[Verse 1]
Who you think you ahead of? Not us
In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin’
Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin’
Yeah that boy gettin’ bread, Panera, somethin’
Landed in the GT [?] somethin’
Put Posto in the Air or somethin’
Marry her, she have an affair
I’ma spin that ho like Ferris
Born in the Chi like Ye
But I do crimes like Bump J, I ain’t scared of nothin’
Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
Might as well go to Paris, huh?
Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
Pussy you act like you scared of somethin’
Gon’ and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists)
Then they gon’ realize it’s serious (blah, blah)
I ain’t even on that, period (period)
I’m makin’ millions and I’m serious (I’m makin’ millions)
That money come in furious (furious)
Can’t count it, I get delirious (delirious)
I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion)
So I can’t trip over materials (yeah, yeah)
But I’m still dipped in that fashion
Know I stay drippin’, that’s period
These niggas drippin’, that’s period
Nah, they can’t fly, I’m serious (serious)
They right behind, I’m serious (serious)
And I’m straight off the 9, now I’m serious
Who you gon’ send to fuck with me?
Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I’m curious (I’m curious)
Better think ‘fore you bust at me
If you miss, I’ll grab a 50 and, man, now I’m furious
Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
Young nigga, we was breakin’ the barriers (breakin’ the barriers)
If you grabbin’ that toy, better carry it (better carry it)
Tryna hide in that Porsche on some scary shit (fuck yeah)

[Verse 2]
All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
My son ain’t gotta work because he gon’ inherit it, uh huh (gon’ inherit it)
We yell, "Gang-gang first," you don’t even know your heritage (bitch)
Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
Lovin’ my city like Chano, I swear
Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
"Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried"
We was just jokin’ with y’all, that’s a parody
We don’t talk too much, got D’s everywhere (everywhere)
We still fresh, double G’s everywhere (everywhere)
I put the VV’s everywhere (everywhere)
I do [?], every pair
And they know me for shittin’ on everybody
I’m the one that do shit that you hear about
I’m the one that told y’all that I move like Obama
Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
Why the got the [?]
Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
We was laid back in the back of the Honda
[?] sneak up, anaconda
It ain’t happen, not one day, your honor
I was somewhere eatin’ Benihana’s
Get valet and Lil’ Benny to park it
All my life I had been in apartments
Move to valley, get a crib, I’m ballin’
My bitch always primpin’, keep ballin’
Yes I’m a lil’ workaholic
Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20’s
I’ma just make her count all of ’em
But I get the backend all blues
Nah don’t fuck around, bruh, do all of it
Know it’s goin’ right to lil’ dude
Already got a closet, all shoes
Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
Cashed out on the crib, I ain’t get the view
I’m like, "Fuck it, no problem, it’ll do"
Mama’s crib got a pond, not a pool
We had roaches and rats, I ain’t get to move
I survived through it all, it’s true (yes, it’s true)
Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
Now I’m cool, now I’m ‘bool
Now my car go vroom, (vroom)
Niggas hatin’ on me, but it’s bool
Guess I got rich too soon
Nigga, I’ve been rappin’ like six years (what?)
I seen ten niggas get killed
What about me turnin’ down them deals? (Huh)
Now you pissed off ’cause I switched wheels?

[Outro]
Uh, who run it? Limit
No Limit run it
No Limit
Who run it? G Herbo
I’m done with this shit


G Herbo – Who Run It Lyrics


[Intro]
Gang shit, nigga
Yeah
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, man?
This shit’s got the most views out of everything I’ve ever put up on my shit
That little clip, that shit got a million views
I ain’t never got no views on some shit out

[Verse 1]
Who you think you ahead of? Not us
In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin’
Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin’
Yeah that boy gettin’ bread, Panera, somethin’
Landed in the GT [?] somethin’
Put five star in the Arizona
Marry her, she have an affair
I’ma spin that ho like Ferris
Born in the Chi like Ye
But I’ll do ya kinda like Bump J, I ain’t scared of nothin’
Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
Might as well go to Paris, huh?
Whoopin’, got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
Pussy you act like you scared of somethin’
Gon’ and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists)
Then they gon’ realize it’s serious (blah, blah)
I ain’t even on that, period (period)
I’m makin’ millions and I’m serious (I’m makin’ millions)
That money come in furious (furious)
Can’t count it, I get delirious (delirious)
I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion)
So I can’t trip over materials (yeah, yeah)
But I’m still dipped in that fashion
Know I stay drippin’, that’s period
These niggas drippin’, that’s period
Nah, they can’t fly, I’m serious (serious)
They right behind, I’m serious (serious)
And I’m straight off the 9, now I’m serious
Who you gon’ send to fuck with me?
Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I’m curious (I’m curious)
Better think ‘fore you bust at me
If you miss, I’ll grab a 50 and, man, now I’m furious
Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
Young nigga, we was breakin’ the barriers (breakin’ the barriers)
If you grabbin’ that toy, better carry it (better carry it)
Tryna hide in that Porsche on some scary shit (fuck yeah)

[Verse 2]
All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
My son ain’t gotta work because he gon’ inherit it, uh huh (gon’ inherit it)
We yell, “Gang-gang first,” you don’t even know your heritage (bitch)
Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
Lovin’ my city like Chano, I swear
Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
“Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried”
We was just jokin’ with y’all, that’s a parody
We don’t talk too much, got D’s everywhere (everywhere)
We still fresh, double G’s everywhere (everywhere)
I put the VV’s everywhere (everywhere)
I do [?], every pair
And they know me for shittin’ on everybody
I’m the one that do shit that you hear about
I’m the one that told y’all that I move like Obama
Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
Why the got the [?]
Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
We was laid back in the back of the Honda
[?] sneak up, anaconda
It ain’t happen, not one day, your honor
I was somewhere eatin’ Benihana’s
Get valet and Lil’ Benny to park it
All my life I had been in apartments
Move to valley, get a crib, I’m ballin’
My bitch always primpin’, keep ballin’
Yes I’m a lil’ workaholic
Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20’s
I’ma just make her count all of ’em
But I get the backend all blues
Nah don’t fuck around, bruh, do all of it
Know it’s goin’ right to lil’ dude
Already got a closet, all shoes
Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
Cashed out on the crib, I ain’t get the view
I’m like, “Fuck it, no problem, it’ll do”
Mama’s crib got a pond, not a pool
We had roaches and rats, I ain’t get to move
I survived through it all, it’s true (yes, it’s true)
Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
Now I’m cool, now I’m ‘bool
Now my car go vroom, (vroom)
Niggas hatin’ on me, but it’s bool
Guess I got rich too soon
Nigga, I’ve been rappin’ like six years (what?)
I seen ten niggas get killed
What about me turnin’ down them deals? (Huh)
Now you pissed off ’cause I switched wheels?

[Outro]
Uh, who run it? Limit
No Limit run it
No Limit
Who run it? G Herbo
I’m done with this shit


Maître Gims – Corazon (Remix) Lyrics


[Intro : Maître Gims]
Corazón

[Refrain : Maître Gims]
Corazón, forever on my knees and what I get I need
Mi corazón, for everything I fight, for every little lie
Mi corazón, forever in your place, forever part of me
Mi corazón, corazón, corazón

[Couplet 1 : Maître Gims]
Ok, now, I don’t mind if the shadow’s heavy
‘Cause I can make it right only if you let me
Everything you’re hiding I know already
When we get slow, you go, I get it
Feeling all alone and I run with it
Now you got a home, got a home let me in
I can make it right, baby, if you admit it
Oooh

[Pont: Maître Gims]
(Corazón) ‘Cause everybody got a light, baby, you’re the light inside of me
(Corazón) Tell me what I gotta do, baby I’m the light inside of you
(Corazón) ‘Cause everybody got a light, baby you’re the light inside of me
(Corazón) Tell me what I gotta do, baby, I can be the heart of you

[Refrain : Maître Gims]
Corazón, forever on my knees and what I get I need
Mi corazón, for everything I fight, for every little lie
Mi corazón, forever in your place, forever part of me
Mi corazón, corazón, corazón

[Couplet 2 : Lil Wayne, Maître Gims]
Pardon my French
It’s Weezy F., the F is for French, my heart in this shit
I’m balling my fist, counting every call that I missed
And then I looked up at the stars and they all made a wish
I’m falling forever, that just means I’m sent from heaven
Land on a broken heart, put it back together
My act together, your man heart black as leather
Me and you could get together and make nasty weather (corazón)
Her name was Marie, I met her in Paris
She a thief ’cause she stole my corazón
She love to hear it beat, I love her from her head to her feet
She my sweet sweet corazón
Warm hearted hot French missis
French kissing and she got that french dip, I frenched it
And tell your boyfriend, listen I am what you’ve been missing
Tunechi got your corozón skipping, au revoir

[Refrain : Maître Gims]
Corazón, forever on my knees and what I get I need
Mi corazón, for everything I fight, for every little lie
Mi corazón, forever in your place, forever part of me
Mi corazón, corazón, corazón

[Pont : Maître Gims]
Et tu es rentrée dans ma tête, ce jour-là, comme une maladie
Et, ce que tu m’as dit, je l’ai en mélodie
Tu es rentrée dans ma tête, ce jour-là, comme une maladie
Et, ce que tu m’as dit, je l’ai en mélodie
Et tu es rentrée dans ma tête, ce jour-là, comme une maladie
Et, ce que tu m’as dit, je l’ai en mélodie
Tu es rentrée dans ma tête, ce jour-là, comme une maladie
Et, ce que tu m’as dit, je l’ai en mélodie

[Refrain : Maître Gims]
Corazón, forever on my knees and what I get I need
Mi corazón, for everything I fight, for every little lie
Mi corazón, forever in your place, forever part of me
Mi corazón, corazón
Corazón, forever on my knees and what I get I need
Mi corazón, for everything I fight, for every little lie
Mi corazón, forever in your place, forever part of me
Mi corazón, corazón, corazón

[Outro : Maître Gims]
Corazón
Corazón
Corazón


Lily Allen – My One [Live] Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Baby, I fucked half the boys in Paris
I knew you were so embarrassed
Cause I need my one

Darling, I woke up in Austin, Texas
I did decline to stay for breakfast
Ah, ah
Cause I need my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My number one
My one, my one
My number one

[Verse 2]
Honey, I had a (?)
I put that loser in an uber
Cause he’s not my one
Pumpkin, I’ve picked something up in Sydney
And then the voice inside my kidneys
Said I need my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My number one
My one, my one
My number one

[Bridge]
Honey, things in Gothenburg came undone
So I’m heading back to London
For to see my one

[Hook]
My one, my one
My one, my one
My one, my one
My number one

[Outro]
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one
My number one


Matoma – Lonely lyrics


[Verse 1]
You got me high on second fumes
Cold city nights and smoking rooms
I know your story off by heart
You fabricated every part
You talk too much then say nothing
I’m just the face that buys the drinks
Paris, L.A. and all that sh*t
You got it how you wanted it

[Pre-Chorus]
But mmm, then you say, then you say
That you need me for life
But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time

[Chorus]
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
Now you acting like you know me
There’s 100 ways to tell you know
Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
You never saw but when you called me
I ain’t gonna listen anymore
If you never want me when I’m lonely
Where were you when I was lonely?
Lonely
Lonely
Lone
Where were you when I was lonely?
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely

[Verse 2]
And I wish you weren’t so beautiful
And I wish I was so usable
I know I kinda played myself
‘Cause you’d always blame somebody else
And you always act misunderstood
Like everyone in Hollywood
You’re just as fake as all your friends
And I’m glad I won’t see then again, ha, huh

[Pre-Chorus]
But mmm, then you say, then you say
That you need me for life
But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time

[Chorus]
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
Now you acting like you know me
There’s 100 ways to tell you know
Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
You never saw but when you called me
I ain’t gonna listen anymore
If you never want me when I’m lonely
Where were you when I was lonely?
Lonely
Lonely
Lone
Where were you when I was lonely?
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely
Lonely


Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)


[Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
Yeah
Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
[?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
It’s Eazy

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yo, yo
I guess I’ma have to call her wait
I need someone to call me a cab
I drunk too much but I’m on my way
I hate fake love cause I love too hard
[?]
Come to your job bring lunch one time
Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
Super thick, super fine
Most important super smart
I celebrate for your intelligence
Fashionista so effortless
To tell the truth I got a [?]
But if I had to chose [?]

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
So if I gotta choose someone
Then it must be her she been here since day one
I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
Now every time that she come to the crib
I’ma break her back like I break that bank
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae
I guess I’ma have to call her bae

[Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
She the GOAT, she the GOAT
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Gucci on all the time

[Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
Shawty bad, slim, thick
She my drug, she my fix
And I’m all up in her mix
She be mixin’ with the wrist
She the plug, she finesse
She the one they call the GOAT
She don’t stress
She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
It’s Eazy, Wale too
All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The Moon and back, yeah
Mixin’ with the wrist
That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah


AKA – Star-Sign Lyrics


[Hook: AKA]
I’ve been winning for a long time
I think it’s written in my starsign
Sauce, so fire
Wish you can see it with your own eyes
Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash)
Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash)
Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen)
We at the top, we at the pinnacle

[Verse 1: AKA]
Finally made it to the big time
Came a long way from the underground
Tryna figure out
How to keep my feelings inside
While I’m looking out, I don’t fuck around
I been getting so much money niggas probably think I’m signed to Mabala now
Summer after summer, if you never done it
You gon have to shut your fuckin mouth
I’m a god now
Let the Lamborghini doors down
Check the scoreboard now
All my niggas wanna know how to score most sound
Fuck this material shit
Don’t give a fuck what your vehicle is
If you can’t move crowds
How many eras?
How many times I invented a whole new style
I remember niggas used to give up on their dreams to go do house
Now I look around everybody got a 22 carat gold tooth smile
I don’t even want the credit I just wanna be remembered
If a young nigga comes and ask saying
“Mega you old school now, but how you still so relevant
In an era where niggas sounds so American”
No pride in their own heritage
Whole vibes so negative
Ain’t nobody gonna remember them
Dose of your own medicine
House rent on the outfit, that’s credit
All my niggas on the couch here made it out here on merit
Section full of guest men and they all got vendettas
Best friends turn to ex-friends who worry about aesthetics
Fuck em let’s get it

[Hook: AKA]
Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash)
Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash)
Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen)
We at the top, we at the pinnacle

[Verse 2: AKA]
All of my niggas is litty
All of my bitches is pretty
Golden child of my city
Hundred cows for the wedding
Overseas like Benny
Kicking ass like Kenny
Cheddar cheese that’s dairy
[?]
Fan love racked up
Met plugs at the embassy
Don’t shit where you sleep
Don’t eat with your enemy
Mask on, mask off
I keep looking through your energy
Man up, act tough
Why you niggas so sensitive…
Slide in the DM with vaseline
All of my niggas smoke gasoline
I’m busy living my fantasy
I ain’t fucking with you backpack to the city rap activities
Jam packed itinerary
I ain’t looking back like I’m driving meter cab or a black limousine
Rack city rack rack city bitch
Wack niggas catch guillotines
Can’t match my ability, is you feeling me?
Yeah we on top of the pyramid
Niggas smoking that cheap shit
Still sipping on Benylin
All my niggas rock vetements
Y’all need to finish your weet-bix
Time to reup on your vitamins
I got [2 Mandela pieces] pieces
That’s what I call born free shit
Used to beat box now Reebok
Throw me on some Bruce Lee shit 170 grand t-shirt
That Givenchy shit
No Dominos pizza

[Hook: AKA]
I’ve been winning for a long time
I think it’s written in my starsign
Sauce, so fire
Wish you can see it with your own eyes
Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash)
Who got the juice, who got the Liquifruit? (Cash)
Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen)
We at the top, we at the pinnacle

[Verse 3: Stogie T]
Supa Mega had to promise me
Don’t forget about your honesty
You gon alway run like an allergy
When a nigga ego match his [?]
Me and D share a legacy
Of bad grammar and a booking fee
Both grandmas were bad mannered
But they had character they [?]
Different clothes see the two piece
Stogie big enough for two me’s
You think it’s ox skin, think I lost it
Written off like I couldn’t free it
How ironic so much Gucci but no material or music
I’m iconic, I on public I say your name you wouldn’t do shit
Different nigga no comparing
Used to living off your parents
Goofy lyrics on the [?]
They took the Mickey I don’t care
My children in Disneyland, Paris
It’s the sauce, it’s the antidote
Got me traveling through [?]
Steps in Lusaka I’m abroad can’t get Mufasa by antelopes (no)

[Hook: AKA]
House rent on the outfit, that’s credit
All my niggas on the couch here made it out here on merit
Section full of guest men and they all got vendettas
Best friends turn to ex-friends who worry about aesthetics
Fuck em let’s get it

Kick out the shoes, hop in the swimming pool (Splash)
Who got the juice, who got the liquor fruit? (Cash)
Who got the sauce, who got the minerals? (Mhen)
We at the top, we at the pinnacle


Migos – Roll In Peace (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)


[Verse 1: Offset]
In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
Bought that Wraith and had the ceilin’ light (Wraith)
I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
Smokin’ cookie, yeah, that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
All these diamonds, yeah, they white on white (white)
Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
Born with it
Count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
Go and get it
Thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
Bitch I’m O-Dog from Menace (urr)
You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
Askin’ the Lord, forgive me (hey)

[Verse 2: TakeOff]
Pop me a missile (ayy)
Take me a picture (flash)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)
White like tissue (white)
Drank too official (drank)
Cut like scissors (cut)
Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
Whole gang itchin’ (itch)
Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
Hundred round drum, listen
Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
Get ’em knocked off for a ticket
Have my young nigga do the sentence
Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
Rockstar livin’ life, Lenny
You can do better, never settle
Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
I tell the plug mail ’em
Which way? Dat way, tell ’em, ayy

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Man it’s Gucci Mane the Goat
And I’m at these rappers throats
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna keep afloat
Yeah it’s Wop the Guwopster
I live like a mobster
Eat shrimp and lobster
I flew in with a chopper
Breaking bread that’s my breakfast
Two bitches I’m so selfish
I wanna cut her off
Her head too good it got me helpless
Ya should feel embarrassed
I just touched down in Paris
My homie said he single but his side-bitches are married
Save some for the drama though
Guess I’m still the DJ
[?]
So I’m throwing cash and repay
Flush it on the freeway
Got cash [?] 3k
Countin’ cash for three days and all my pussy’s prepaid


Chief Keef – Get It Lyrics


[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 1]
When I was 16 I knew something
That’s when I knew I had to get it
Fuck that lyin’ no, ask you somethin’
Let my dogs out on ya, let ’em get it (bang)
Nigga do something, move something
I’m in a strip club, still stuntin’
Ten thousand on a futon
I’m Margiela walking, oh yeah
I’m in a strip club throwin benjis
They let us in this bitch with the semi
I fuck around and ice out the Fendi
I fuck around and pipe out a Bentley
I fuck around and platinum on my semis
I fuck around and platinum not an Emmy
And my chopper hit the folks I call ’em Jimmy
Make it sway through your block and let it empty

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 2]
I done fell in love with foreign whips
I done got used to foreign trips
I done went to Paris for some coats (Louis)
Come and get it if you want some smoke
Baby call your friend tell her slide up
Me and this bitch throwing racks all night
We see the pressure from the engine of the pipe
I’m in this bitch lookin’ flyer than a kite
Hit a nigga bitch tell her come over
She see it’s me on every fuckin’ poster
And on my whip game proper
I don’t really let the bitch chauffeur
I’m pourin’ more pints than a doctor
Tell ’em hold the motherfuckin’ boxers
I be ganja smokin’ like a rasta
Get it at the same time with my partner

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it


Tove Lo – 9th Of October


We never had coffee table books or dinner parties
We always had hazy nights and sex, cliché’s in Paris
Don’t disturb on the top floor
Getting high by the window
In bed with your eyes looked into mine
How perfect was it?
9th of October, I always remember
No bad things had happened then
Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
But somehow you got pulled in
Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
Now, how did we let this go?
We never had, ah ah
We never wanted, ah ah
We never had, ah ah
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
We never had time for useless fights
‘Bout dirty laundry
We always had tender, long goodbyes
Packed bags in a hurry
Our last kiss at the bus stop
Had I known, would’ve jumped off
And now from the pieces of my heart, I’m so sorry
9th of October, I always remember
No bad things had happened then
Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
But somehow you got pulled in
Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
Now, how did we let this go?
We never had, ah
We never wanted, ah
We never had, ah
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
9th of October, I always remember
9th of October, I always remember those big words, I said them first
9th of October, I always remember
9th of October, can’t think of it sober ’cause all of it fuckin’ hurts
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
Oh
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love


Lauv – Paris In The Rain


[Verse 1]
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
We could go anywhere we could do
Anything girl whatever the mood we’re in
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
Getting lost late at night under stars
Finding love standing right where we are your lips

They pull me in the moment
You and I alone and
People may be watching I don’t mind ‘cause

[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Verse 2]
I look at you now and I want this forever
I might not deserve it but there’s nothing better
Don’t know how I ever did it all without you
My heart is about to about to jump out of my chest
Feelings they come and they go that they do
Feelings they come and they go not with you

The late nights
And the street lights
And the people
Look at me girl
And the whole world could stop

[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Bridge]
Girl when I’m not with you
All I do is miss you
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight
(Days in Paris
Nights in Paris)
Paint you with my eyes closed
Wonder where the time goes
(Yeah, Isn’t it obvious
Isn’t it obvious)
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight

[Outro]
Anywhere with you feel right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
Walking down an empty street
Puddles underneath our feet


Charli XCX – Our Boyfriend Lyrics


[Verse 1]
Did he tell you you’re the only one? (oh-oh)
Did you introduce him to your mum?
I bet “Boys of Summer” is your favourite song (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Did you lap up all the clichéd lies?
A book of poems on the northern lights (oh)
Did you wonder where he went some nights? (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s out of the blue
But I’ve got something to tell you

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Verse 2]
It’s kind of funny when you think of it
There must have been some times we almost met, I know
Jumpin’ in and out of the same bed (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Same sleezy weekend in the same coat, now
Locked our love on the Paris bridge aswell
Said he loved me from the day we met (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, you too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to believe
I’ve been thinking the same thing

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Bridge]
I know how you feel
I feel so stupid that I couldn’t see
I never thought that this would happen to me

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too


Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (Acoustic Remix) (On Charlie Rose) (Live)


Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a player, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio, serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my fleeka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like


Gucci Mane – Met Gala (feat. Offset) (Uncensored)


[Intro: Offset]
Hey
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Woo

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This shit started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Fuckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey, hey)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane (Offset)]
I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)


James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes


Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone
Take this love and break it
I don’t think I can take it
Go back to him and fake it
Don’t tell him what you’ve done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Cross your heart and square it
Hotel room in Paris
Kills me that you’re married
‘Cause we know that should be done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (don’t give me those eyes)
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (don’t give me those eyes)
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it


Dans la voiture a Batman – Jul paroles


Paroles Jul – Dans la voiture a Batman

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.(dans la voiture a Batman)

Ils ne m’ont pas laisser le temps de dire ce que j’avais sur le coeur
Ouais dans ma zone c’est danger y’a des émetteurs
Ici ça peut te tanker pour prendre ton gros moteur
Ouais ici les p’tits sont tentés, elle n’sont pas riches nos mères
Dans le game j’viens faire des murder, là j’suis en colère
Depuis 2012 j’envoie des skeuds, j’vois même plus mon père
Mon quartier, ouais c’est mon bled, en chaussette, claquettes
Ils voudraient que j’arrête de traîner là où j’ai grandis mais j’suis calé
Je n’veux pas partir, j’suis trop carré versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai un avenir à batir, j’ai 27 balais, des petits salauds osent me salir
J’vais les faire détaler, Andalé, Lasciatemi cantare, eh j’m’en bas les
J’compte bientôt m’barrer, je n’serais plus dans les parages
Les jaloux font des paris, sur moi, font des paris sur moi
A savoir si j’vais tenir, si je coule, ils sucent ailleurs
Si je marche, ils continuent à me soutenir
T’as fais plus de dix liasses, tu dis plus: “Buenos Dias”
Le profiteur d’gentillesse, faut lui dire: “Adios”.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

J’suis peut être riche, mais j’veux pas la guerre
N’oubliez pas les gas hein, je n’suis qu’un rappeur
J’connais des gens à terre qui par amour te nique ta mère
Te nique ta vie, te nique tes morts au faits divers dans les affaires
Pour ceux en taule gardez la force, y vont pas nous la faire
Au studio, y’a des boulettes de s**t, des armes posées par terre
Fier d’mon parcours, tu vois l’inspi ? J’suis pas à court
Tu veux rentré dans la cour, mais j’vois qu’ta les nageoires courtes
Ca à parlé sur moi t’as la bocco, vas y coupe court
En cas d’embrouilles d’mande au secteur, on sort le coupe-coupe
T’es dans des histoires, la criminel t’guette à la loupe
Tu dis qu’c’est chaud t’es parano même quand ça te jette à l’alim
Je n’veux pas m’mélanger, j’sais pas, j’suis pas chaud
Ils veulent tchoupé J’n’les connais pas
Dis leurs que j’suis pas Chupa Chups
J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix
(J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix)

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’malll.
Jul paroles
Video Batman


That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas


Lyrics of That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby boy, what’s happening?
You and your heart invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Just, pop it for a pimp
Pop, pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp
Drop, drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it
Take my wallet if you want it now

Jump in the Cadillac
Girl, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on it
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
And I’ll be a fleeko,
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything 24 karats
Take a look in that mirror
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? Is it you? Is it me? Is it me?
Say it’s us, say it’s us, and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
Boy, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on you
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Say you want a good wife
Here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Tell me what’s on your mind
If you want it, girl come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby
What you tryna do

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like