Tag: Uncle Sam


Janelle Monáe – Americans lyrics




[Intro]
Hold on, don’t fight your war alone
Halo around you, don’t have to face it on your own
We will win this fight, let all souls be brave
We’ll find a way to heaven, we’ll find a way

[Verse 1]
War is old, so is sex, let’s play God, you go next
Hands go up, men go down, try my luck, stand my ground
Die in church, live in jail say her name, twice in hell
Uncle Sam kissed a man, Jim Crow Jesus rose again

[Pre-Chorus]
I like my woman in the kitchen
I teach my children superstitions
I keep my two guns on my blue nightstand
A pretty young thang, she can wash my clothes
But she’ll never ever wear my pants

[Chorus]
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Learned the words from my mom and dad
Cross my heart and I hope to die
With a big old piece of American pie
Love me baby, love me for who I am
Fallen angels singing, “Clap your hands”
Don’t try to take my country, I will defend my land
I’m not crazy, baby, naw, I’m American
I’m American, I’m American, I’m American

[Verse 2]
Seventy-nine cent to your dollar
All that bullshit from white-collars
You see my color before my vision
Sometimes I wonder if you will fly
Would it help you make a better decision?

[Chorus]
I pledge allegiance to the flag
Learned the words from my mom and dad
Cross my heart and I hope to die
With a big old piece of American pie
Just love me baby, love me for who I am
Fallen angels singing, “Clap your hands”
Don’t try to take my country, I will defend my land
I’m not crazy, baby, naw, I’m American
I’m American, I’m American, I’m American

[Spoken Bridge]
Let me help you in here
Until women can get equal pay for equal work
This is not my America
Until same-gender loving people can be who they are
This is not my America
Until black people can come home from a police stop without being shot in the head
This is not my America
Until poor whites can get a shot at being successful
This is not my America
I can’t hear nobody talkin’ to me

[Chorus]
Just love me baby, love me for who I am
Fallen angels singing, “Clap your hands”
Don’t try to take my country, I will defend my land
I’m not crazy, baby, naw
I’m American (love me baby)
I’m American (love me for who I am)

[Spoken Outro]
Until Latinos and Latinas don’t have to run from walls
This is not my America
But I tell you today that the devil is a liar
Because it’s gon’ be my America before it’s all over
Please sign your name on the dotted line




Camila Cabello – Havana lyrics




Feat. Young Thug

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Hey

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na, ah
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ayy)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
He didn’t walk up with that “how you doin’?” (uh)
When he came in the room
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
But I can’t without you
I knew him forever in a minute (hey)
That summer night in June
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like…

[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ayy)
I knew it when I met him (ayy), I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him, I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na (woo)

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Jeffery, just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn (fresh out East Atlanta)
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ayy)
Back it on me
Shawty cravin’ on me, get to eatin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’, on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, baby

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (oh, ayy, ayy)
He took me back (uh huh) to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh, no)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Bridge: Starrah & Camila Cabello]
Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na (oo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like…
Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like…
Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na (yeah, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like…
Ooh na-na, oh, na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back
Hey, hey…
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (hey)
Take me back to my Havana…

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (hey)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, (ayy, ayy) na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Outro: Starrah, Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Uh huh
Oh, na-na-na (oh, na, yeah)
Oh, na-na-na
Oh, na-na-na (no, no, no, take me back)
Oh, na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (At iHeartRadio Music Awards 2018) (Live)


Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Young Scooter – Both Sides Lyrics


[Intro: Young Scooter]
Can’t trust these niggas you dig, they so broke
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides, a-hah
Brother with me in this bitch you digg, that’s one til infinity

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Whippin’ a brick, right out a crock-pot
Put me a coupe on some sticks, drinkin on [?]
We the slimiest it get, you wanna swap sides
My bitch is black and they white, I don’t do [?]
I’m in a chocolate Ferrari, yeah, I look like a spider
My fifth pocket molly
My partner on Roxies, yeah, my bitch caught a body
She eat up lil bitch like a [?]
She play with my drip I’ma dump her
She say I’m the best so I tongued her
Pimp the bitch, [?]
If you fuck my dog, make sure you keep it sexy
I’m pouring up Texas, Codeine
We got a few out of town it’s the nosebleeds
I just got a call from Scooter, and he told me

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 2: Future]
Triple cross, triple black cross, woah-oh-oh
Niggas they’ll look at you just like a mill, eat you like food
Where I grew up there were warlords
Where I’m from we worship the drug lords
I’m on molly and xan, with the black card
And this gang done
Gave me a black heart
We bury cash at the graveyard
Tatted my chest with them angels
Tell my bitch to keep away the danger
Money inside the problems
Puttin’ the gang on a private
You need to see life through my eyes
Mercedes all white navy blue top
I gotta get me another vault
Niggas ain’t doing the withdrawals, gotta keep acty on deck
I gotta keep Becky on deck
I keep it real, it ain’t no flex
Twenty five hundred for Actavis
I’m on a yacht with some convicts
Come from the gutter live lavishly
Keep one in the head automatically, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BMFBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
You my nigga but I don’t trust your man, damn
He a CEO, but why he take the stand, damn
In every verse I be wrappin’ grams, yams
Just made a twin and played Uncle Sam, damn
Playing both sides’ll get you killed quick
I know you down to ride, but is you gon’ snitch
Trap the corner off [?] just me and rick
I get money in every zone, from one to six
These dirty bitches play both sides
Don’t trust these hoes cause all of them lie
These dirty lawyers they play both sides
They’ll Swap you out and make you do some time
A true feeling

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Watch out for these niggas playing both sides
BM, FBG nigga til the day I die
Watch out for these bitches playing both sides
I fuck with slime and I ducktape my bricks everytime
Bitch I’m on a paper trail ’til the day I die
Seen shawty locked up and his brother died
Real nigga that’s the only reason that I’m still alive
I never cross my niggas, playing both sides


Pentatonix – Havana Lyrics


Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh na na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ahhhhh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Havana, ooh na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (na na)

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners
Havana, ooh na-na

He didn’t walk up with that “how you doin’?”
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(Oh but I can’t without you)
I knew him forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

Jeffery, just graduated, fresh on campus, oh-oh-oh
He’s fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, yeah
Bump on her bumper, bump on her bumper
Like a traffic jam
I was quick to pay that girl like, like Uncle Sam

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (whoa)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

[Break]

Havana, ooh na-na


Pentatonix – Havana


Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (oh na na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (ahhhhh)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (Havana, ooh na na)
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (na na)

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners
Havana, ooh na-na

He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(Oh but I can’t without you)
I knew him forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na (ooh oh oh)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ooh oh oh)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ooh oh oh)
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

Jeffery, just graduated, fresh on campus, oh-oh-oh
He’s fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, yeah
Bump on her bumper, bump on her bumper
Like a traffic jam
I was quick to pay that girl like, like Uncle Sam

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And then I had to tell him
I had to go
Oh na-na-na-na-na

Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (whoa)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
Oh, but my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

[Break]

Havana, ooh na-na


Nipsey Hussle – Been Down


[Intro Swizz Beatz]
Never sell out
Sometimes you gotta talk that talk to them Nipsey
Sometimes they can’t handle it though
But we don’t care

[Verse: Nipsey]
Yeah, it;s a moment this special
This what happens stay down game bless you
This what happens don’t fold the game test you
If you pass it you gone they can’t catch you and its permenant
I been down I deserve this shit
Ruff Ryder Roc-A-Fella on my Murda shit
Tryna threat me with the fame ain’t concerned with it
Only worry about the green I’m a herbalist
Even though next level look still achieving those
Seven digits model bitches and arena shows
Hundred thousand make a transfer cause my visa low
Every week I send a text like that to GSO
In the back feeling like Jigga in the GS4
Me and Boogie on some need to know
Watching ATL nigga on the PS4
See they mad at us
They hating on us I don’t even know
‘Cause Nipsey Hussle in a league his own
Niggas lame but to each his own
Changed the game now I need a throne
Half a mil to Uncle Sam hate to see it go
All money in the squad nigga even though

[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
Man it’s hot like a kettle
Calling from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
We ain’t like you
We don’t like you
We don’t like you
We ain’t nothing like you
Goddamn we’d snipe you
Calling from the ghetto
Calling from the ghetto
We need help down here food around here
Or we gon spray everything down here
Calling from the ghetto
Live from the ghetto
Pick up my call from the ghetto
Pick up my call from the ghetto
We ain’t like you
We ain’t never like you
We ain’t even like your type
Man we’ll snipe your type
Live from the ghetto
Man it’s live from the ghetto
Came from nothing and made it something
Now I got the whole hood jumping
Tell me what you want now
Calling from the ghetto
Got the block hot like a kettle
Can’t even come back to your hood
Everywhere and we here yeah we good yeah


Camila Cabello – Havana (At MTV Europe Music Awards) (Live)


Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (At Los 40 Music Awards) (Live)


Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (feat. Young Thug) (Vertical Video)


[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Hey

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like

[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oooh-oooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Oooh-oooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ayy)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that be
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Bridge: Starrah & Camila Cabello]
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back
Yeah, ayy
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana…

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Outro: Camila Cabello & Starrah]
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na (hey)
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (feat. Young Thug)


[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Hey

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Verse 1: Camila Cabello]
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?"
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him
He got me feelin’ like

[Pre-Chorus: Camila Cabello]
Oooh-oooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Oooh-oooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mmm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam (jam)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ayy)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that be
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ayy, ayy)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ayy)
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Bridge: Starrah & Camila Cabello]
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na
Take me back, back, back
Yeah, ayy
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Oooh-oooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana…

[Chorus: Camila Cabello & Pharrell Williams]
Havana, ooh na-na (ayy, ayy)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ayy)
Havana, ooh na-na

[Outro: Camila Cabello & Starrah]
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na (hey)
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (At Radio 1’s Teen Awards 2017) (Live)


Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


Camila Cabello – Havana (On The Tonight Show) (Live)


Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na


smokepurpp – Glock Inside My Benz


[Intro]
Udigg, udigg
*harmonizing*
No such thing as friends

[Hook]
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Rather buy a Benz, don’t want no friends
In my pockets dead presidents
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends

[Verse 1]
Hit that bitch in a Lamb’
Tax a motherfucker like Uncle Sam
And I’m off the xan, don’t give a damn
When I’m in LA they pull out cameras
G-Glock in my closet
Showed that bitch that Benz, now she drippin’ like a faucet
Before I kick in the door, bitch you know a nigga knockin’
Autotune status, bitch you know that my shit knockin’
If you stealin’ swag, I ain’t gon’ stop it
See I’m in the streets and I might drop ’em
Keep that fuck nigga, keep away
You can see it in my fit, I’m gettin’ paid
See me, you can see me
I feel like John Cena on this CD
Lil Purpp bless your trap that’s what the streets need
Don’t owe a nigga shit cause you don’t feed me

[Bridge]
And I pour the mud ’til I’m sleepy
Lil’ bitch wanna touch on my pee pee
I’m a deadstar, rockstar
I’m a deadstar

[Hook]
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Rather buy a Benz, don’t want no friends
In my pockets dead presidents
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends

[Verse 2]
Sweat, molly made me sweatin’
Yeah bitch I’m a star but I’m still dead
And I’m with my dawg just like a vet
Pull up at your trap and get it wet
Do it for my set
And I never talk to no feds
In LA I used to sleep with no bed
Now I’m a million dollar nigga in the jet
Udigg, SLATT

[Hook]
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Rather buy a Benz, don’t want no friends
In my pockets dead presidents
I don’t want no friends, I want no friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends
Glock inside my Benz, no such thing as friends


Johnny Cash – Song Of The Patriot lyrics


(Feat. Marty Robbins)

I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
I love mom and applie pie,
And the freedoms that we all enjoy across this beautiful land

I work hard and I fight hard for the old Red, White, and Blue
And I’ll die a whole lot harder if it comes to where I have to
I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

And when I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burnin, my blood begins to churnin
And I could do some fightin’ of my own

I don’t believe in violence, I’m a God fearing man
Bul I’ll stand up for my country just as long as I can stand
Cause I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man
And I enjoy the liberty of being what I want to be and achieve any goals that I can

I was taught to turn the other cheeck, but daddy used to say
Walk soft and pack a big stick, but never walk away
I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man

And When I see old Glory waving
I think of all the brave men who have fought and died for what is right and wrong
And when I see old Glory burnin, my blood begins to churnin
And I could do some fightin’ of my own

Cause I love all my brothers and were proud of our group
We’ve got the greenest country here on God’s green earth
I’m a flag waving, patriotic nephew of my Uncle Sam
A rough riding fighting Yankee man


RiFF RaFF – Hit Me Up (feat. Lisa Cimorelli)


[Hook: Lisa Cimorelli]
Hit me up
Where you wanna go
We can drive downtown
Just cruising slow
Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash
Got nowhere to be tonight
We can take our time
Just rolling slow, rolling slow

[Verse 1: RiFF RaFF]
First off pay all your taxes
Accountant doing back flips, pockets doing gymnastics
Dropped off my 40% to Uncle Sam
Damn fam, can I cop the cramb Lamb
I must vacation on the regular
No behind the scenes, put away your cellular
No phone service in Amsterdam
Don’t touch my hand, I buff shine my nails
Three shots of green tea, Vietnamese TP
Drop my hotel key in Japanese seaweed
My feet need to meet the beach in East Greece
My body needs to sleep beneath Versace sheets

[Hook: Lisa Cimorelli]
Hit me up
Where you wanna go
We can drive downtown
Just cruising slow
Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash
Got nowhere to be tonight
We can take our time
Just rolling slow, rolling slow

[Verse 2: RiFF RaFF]
Never meant to get bent out of shape
But I ate too many steaks, put on too much weight
Gained seventy pounds, you could see it in my face
Lean down, I could barely tie my shoe lace
RiFF RaFF, I came back with Versace six pack
Don’t get side tracked, tryna keep up with my stacks
Might spill through Nashville with my wrist on chill
Set my grill on the window sill, and I froze Kendall Gill
Back to me, back to doing whatever I feel
Back to you being annoying and keeping it real
With your attitude I swear I’ve had it up to here
I be damned if I let these haters get in my ear, RiFF

[Bridge: Lisa Cimorelli]
La-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Ooh, la-la-la-la-la

[Hook: Lisa Cimorelli]
Hit me up
Where you wanna go
We can drive downtown
Just cruising slow
Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash
Got nowhere to be tonight
We can take our time
Just rolling slow, rolling slow
Hit me up
Where you wanna go
We can drive downtown
Just cruising slow
Got fifty in the tank and a pocket full of cash
Got nowhere to be tonight
We can take our time
Just rolling slow, rolling slow


Yung Simmie – Underground King (Simmie Season 2 Mixtape)


[Hook]
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last
I kill em’ with the swag, I make a hater mad
I be in my zone, gave this bitch the bone
She won’t leave me alone, blowin’ up my phone
I got her mind goin’, but I’m off the mount
Prolly in the trap, whippin’ up a mil
The UnderGround King, screamin’ fuck a deal
Leanin’ to the right, I just popped the seal
I be so for real, my life is surreal
I told my niggas chill, they be poppin’ pills
And I’m a young boss, I be closin’ deals
Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals
And I might take your bitch and ask you how it feels
Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels

[Verse]
I’m leanin’ off this drank, lovin’ how it feels
Smokin’ on that stank, I picked it out the field
I’m shinin’ like a diamond, gold in my grills
Blowin’ up my phone, I have to tell her chill
And I ain’t talkin’ runnin’, but I’m chasin’ mills
I be hella hungry, I came to [?]
You playin’ with my funds, you might get whacked cuz I don’t fuck with snakes and I don’t fuck with rats
You know who I am, call me Uncle Sam
Smellin’ like a pound, I roll em by the gram
I told my niggas chill, they be goin’ ham
You keyboard thuggers, keep sendin’ spam
My hittas off the pills, you better write your will
They leave you underwater, hope you got your gills
I’m from FLA, where niggas die all day
I heard that you be chillin’, we just grind all day
I’m a young boss, I can’t take a loss
All my niggas eatin’, you can’t taste the sauce
You just do the talk, me I walk the walk
And if it’s drama time, then the pistols spark
All is fun and games, leave it at the park
We beat pussies up, like it’s after dark
I’m baggin’ any bitch, like it’s K Mart
Smokin’ on the jay, while I jaywalk
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don’t wanna race, I can’t come in last

[Hook]
All I smoke is gas, these niggas broke
Money in the stash, I be bout my cash
You don´t wanna race, I can´t come in last
I kill em’ with the swag, I make a hater mad
I be in my zone, gave this bitch the bone
She won’t leave me alone, blowin’ up my phone
I got her mind goin’, but I’m off the mount
Prolly in the trap, whippin’ up a mil
The UnderGround King, screamin’ fuck a deal
Leanin’ to the right, I just popped the seal
I be so for real, my life is surreal
I told my niggas chill, they be poppin’ pills
And I’m a young boss, I be closin’ deals
Snipers on the roof, I know Navy Seals
And I might take your bitch and ask you how it feels
Then I give her dick and ask her how it feels


RiFF RaFF – Vibe letras

October 19, 2016

Lyrics

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[Hook]
Out of body out of mind
Floating in-between the ligths
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Out of body out of mind
Pretty sure I’ll be alright
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe

[Verse 1: RiFF RAFF]
First off pay off your taxes
Accountant doing back flips pockets doing gymnastics
Dropped off my 40 percent to Uncle Sam
Damn fam can’t I cop the cram’ Lamb
I must vacation on the regular
No behind the scenes put away your cellular
No phone service in Amsterdam
Don’t touch my hand I shine my nails
I need three shots of gin in my ginger ale
Here take my keys I can’t see too well
My feet need to meet the beach in East Greece
My body needs to sleep beneath Versace sheets
RiFF

[Hook]
Out of body out of mind
Floating in-between the lights
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Out of body out of mind
Pretty sure I’ll be alright
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe

[Verse 2: RiFF RAFF]
Never meant to get bent out of shape
But I ain’t too many steaks put on too much weight
Gained seventy pounds you could see it in my face
Lean down and I can barely tie my shoe lace
Fuck that I came back with a Gucci six pack
I don’t smoke crack but I put codeine over ice
Crack the seal in Nashville spill the syrup in my Sprite
If she act right I might bring out the rice
Back to me, back to doing whatever I feel
Back to you being annoying and keeping it real
With your attitude I swear I’ve had it up to here
I be damned if I let these haters get in my ear
RiFF

[Hook]
Out of body out of mind
Floating in-between the lights
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Out of body out of mind
Pretty sure I’ll be alright
In my head I’m acting like
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe
Ain’t nobody gonna kill my vibe