Alec Benjamin – Anesthesia Lyrics



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[Verse 1]
Turn the TV on when I lay in bed
Try to drown the noise pounding in my head
‘Cause I can’t let go of the things we said

[Pre-Chorus]
Now when I, I’ve been talking in my sleep
And I ain’t heard from you in weeks
I thought I had your heart for keeps

[Chorus]
Please give me more anesthesia
You left me right when I need ya
Sometimes at night I can feel ya
Under the knife, the blinding light
And I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I need ya, anesthesia

[Verse 2]
Now it’s 2:00 AM and I’m wide awake
And I need a fix just to numb the pain
Never felt so sick since you went away

[Pre-Chorus]
Now when I, I’ve been talking in my sleep
And I ain’t heard from you in weeks
I thought I had your heart for keeps

[Chorus]
Please give me more anesthesia
You left me right when I need ya
Sometimes at night I can feel ya
Under the knife, the blinding light
And I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I, and I, and I need ya
And I need ya, anesthesia



Wiz Khalifa – Real As You Think Lyrics



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[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Fresh off the plane
Pittsburgh pimpin’ blew up and now he got his own strain
Diamond everything
We tired of paying for it so we put it in our name
To the top of where we came from is way different
Been the boss and gon’ remain
Know the cost, I can’t complain
I’m back and rolling joints bigger than ever
The more time I take, the better I get
The more chains I cop, the wetter she get
All bullshit aside but never forget
Her bought shit before but never like this
Blowing O’s in my whip
Writing flows, bringing pounds where we ain’t supposed to
But they don’t even trip
Name on the list, we don’t wait til it come out
Might buy every one so they don’t exist
Rolly on the wrist
Competition try and miss
Diamonds on my fist
Gotta rock the coldest fix
Glad you noticed, never seen nothing like this so they focus
Mixing my new shit with my old shit
White diamonds on gold
We fell in love with how the money fold
Hundred millions I done sold, changed souls with the stories I told
Take it as a compliment when them younger niggas tell me that I’m getting old
That means my money mature
Bill us on shores, having conversations with billionaires
Skip the awards, we already there
Just keep the chronic smoke in the air
Model chick with long hair wearing weave cause it’s easier to maintain
My niggas come from hunger pains
Now we all rocking two or three chains
Versace everything
Spilling our drinks, pulling out minks
Live a life that’s as real as you think

[Bridge: Problem & Wiz Khalifa]
It take a lot to keep a crew alive
Really socialize
Beef shit, we don’t vocalize
Keep it in overdrive
Come through and catch a vibe
Bitches is over fine
G’s up, stay cheesed up, smoke it then re-up
It takes a lot to keep a crew alive
From counting twenties and fives
To private jets when we flying
They can’t believe us
It take a lot to keep a crew alive
So we keep the bottles on ice
Staying down, still [?] the G’s up
What?

[Interlude: Wiz Khalifa]
So if I tell you something, I meant it man
I’m not just doing this for my motherfucking health
I ain’t got time to waste
You know that old ass saying “Time is money”
Well I got a whole lot of money
And I don’t got a whole lot of time
So don’t mind me if I change that up

[Pre-Verse: Curren$y]
Let me sit

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Paper been sitting up, just collecting dust
Though my Bentley clean as fuck, super sharp
Your bitch got cut, you mad but
You need to analyze the game that you laid
Had hella cracks in the frame, foundation was weak
She peaked early
You was a lame and proceeded to deplete your change
Smoking weed with my gang
Track suit tailored to feature my watch and bracelet
My reputation speak for me, I don’t really say shit
Killer whales tip the scale, major sales
They praying that we fail though the real prevail
The illest niggas
Them haters really just wishing they could kick it with us
I swear that’s why they so mad
Chevrolet’s candy painted laid on the Ave
Hitting switches, drag the ass, sparking like a lighter
Million dollar rap writer, full time low-rider
A New Orleans East-sider
All my weed designer, all my hoes are open fire
Yep

Cage The Elephant – Black Madonna Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Soft glow on the city
She said, “There’s no one here who can touch you now”
Caught the last flight out of LAX
With your one-way ticket, New York-bound

[Pre-Chorus]
Climb so high, don’t make a sound
Don’t you forget what goes up must come down
Climb so high, tell me how it feels

[Chorus]
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, hallelujah
Makes no difference here, so let’s be real
Black Madonna, my black flower
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
You’re not havin’ fun, I think that you should ride
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, my hallelujah

[Verse 2]
On the phone you sound shifty
You say that you’re at home, alone right now
But in the background there’s a muffled laugh
As you spin that wool and pull it down

[Pre-Chorus]
Climb so high, don’t hear a sound
Don’t you forget what goes around, comes around
Climb so high, tell me how to feel

[Chorus]
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, hallelujah
Makes no difference here, so let’s be real
Black Madonna, my black flower
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
Says it should be gone, at least it was this time
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, my hallelujah

[Chorus]
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, hallelujah
Makes no difference here, so let’s be real
Black Madonna, my black flower
Nowhere left to run, nowhere left to hide
You’re not havin’ fun, I think that you should ride
Call me when you’re ready to be real
Black Madonna, my hallelujah

Tech N9ne – Lord of Weird Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
When I first started out
Thought to myself, “Spread your heart about”
Never thought that people look at my art and doubt
Wanna bar this mouth, then they darted out
Then the same energy let it charted out (Chuh)
King James, that show you things changed
To the Queen Weymon with King Waynes from Ving Rhames
The scene came from extreme brains to teen lames
Get your green, mane, while I fling Strange in a bling lane (Chuh)
So I go dye my hair rojo
Way back in ’99, homies who saw me call me homo
But then the rumors started that I worship Jesus logo
Flippin’ it upside down but no-no, so many fear this wicked bozo
But now it’s accepted like they finally infected
With the formidable Tech shit, like it’s normal to go mesh with
The darkness (Chuh)
I was on a mission, black sphere
20 years ago, but now they love it
Isn’t that weird?

[Chorus]
Oh, Lord
This thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours
So bring it
Home, Lord
This thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it

[Verse 2]
I’m the nigga that started this
But I didn’t switch my hips like a bitch and dress like Spartacus
My art is sick, bombarded with retarded quick
Nice flows for the psychos
They don’t like those with the tight clothes
What they want is Tecca N9na when the light goes
Way low, the K.O.D. shit
Fatally spray on these hits
Place go like Dave-o, Waco
When I ain’t flow, he pray on these tricks
I’m the nigga with the spiked hair
Painted face with the robe, night scare
Many people think ’cause I was quite rare
But tonight, there for the nightmare

[Bridge]
Oh, this is not, lost what I seek (Spirits, spirits, spirits)
Oh, this cigar up my sleeve (Spirits, spirits, spirits)
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They’re not any trouble to the L.O.W.
I am here to muzzle who
Those who think their hustle new
They’re not any trouble to the L.O.W.

[Chorus]
Oh, Lord
This thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours
So bring it
Home, Lord
This thing is
So (Weird, weird) yours (Weird, weird)
So bring it

Zara Larsson – WOW Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Baby, I’m not even in a gown
I’m just in a t-shirt on the couch
The way you want me makes me want you now
The only thing you have to say is
(Wow)

[Verse 1]
And I feel this way with no chemicals in my system
Babe, it’s incredible
When you’re touching me, your [?] says it all
You said it all
(Yeah)

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m not even in a gown
I’m just in a t-shirt on the couch
The way you want me makes me want you now
The only thing you have to say is
(Wow)

[Post-Chorus]
Make your jaw drop-drop
Saying mic drop-drop-drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
Mic drop-drop
Make your jaw drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
And you never felt this type of emotion
Make your jaw drop-drop
Saying mic drop-drop-drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
Mic drop-drop
Make your jaw drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
And you never felt this type of emotion
Make your jaw drop-drop
Saying mic drop-drop-drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
Mic drop-drop
Make your jaw drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
And you never felt this type of emotion

[Verse 2]
And you make me feel so fucking pretty
Take loving me to a new extreme
If I can’t have you, I don’t want no one
I don’t want no one
As you make me dance in the middle of the street
On the hardwood floor
We should be asleep
If I can’t have you, I don’t want no one
I don’t want no one
(Want no one, want no one, want no one)

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m not even in a gown
I’m just in a t-shirt on the couch
The way you want me makes me want you now
The only thing you have to say is
(Wow)

[Post-Chorus]
Make your jaw drop-drop
Saying mic drop-drop-drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
Mic drop-drop
Make your jaw drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
And you never felt this type of emotion
Make your jaw drop-drop
Saying mic drop-drop-drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
Mic drop-drop
Make your jaw drop
Make you say “Oh my god”
And you never felt this type of emotion

[Outro]
Never, never, never, oh
Never, never, never, oh
Never, never, never, oh
Never, never, never, oh

Future – Oxy (OG Version) Lyrics

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[Intro: Future]
I see funny faces
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
This for the world
Oxy-Oxy, yeah, Freebandz
I just told Richie we rich

[Chorus: Future]
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my wrist, Oxy
Look at my bitch, Oxy
Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my bitch, Oxy
Look at my clique
Oxy

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Medicine Man
Medicine Man, taking off never to land
United we fall, together we stand
I pop a whole, she took a half
I’m feelin’ gold, she lookin tan
It never gets old, she never get mad
We too high to fuck, I never hit that
Cotton candy, sweet as gold
Make that pussy open, close
She take her meds up her nose
Lookin’ like she smelled a rose
It says Hermès on my clothes
20 mg, that’s my dose
I fucked her off one of those
She act like she saw a ghost
Wake up baby, comatose
Wake up baby, vamonos
Sleeping like we on an island somewhere in Galapagos
Its lonely at the top, we hold hands and Geronimo
100 percent cotton, oxymoron, Oxycontin

[Chorus: Future]
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my wrist, Oxy
Look at my bitch, Oxy
Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my bitch, Oxy
Look at my clique, Oxy

[Verse 2: Future]
Matchy-matchy nigga just stop it
Niggas always try to copy
Drinkin’ saké, Hachi Tachi
I eat beef, Johnny Rocket
Over the bowl, in the faucet
Crank that hoe, John Gotti
Ben Frank, meet the pocket
Pocket watchin’, pick a pocket
Richard Mille prolly
Got me lookin cocky
Drinkin’ in the lobby
Catch it, Jeremy Shockey
Cuban link my wallet, and it’s camouflagin’
It ain’t no discussion
Better hit your target
Bentley with the roof
Got Versace carpet
Sippin’ lean like soup
Yeah hachi tachi
Imma pop an X
Imma try the Oxy
I just tried oooh
I can’t feel my body

[Chorus: Future]
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my wrist, Oxy
Look at my bitch, Oxy
Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Oxy-Oxy, Oxycontin
Look at my wrist, Oxy
Look at that bitch, Oxy
Look at my clique
Oxy

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Talk about Oxy, talk about Molly
Perc 3-0, turned me into a zombie
Got drip on drip, Amiri, Givenchy
Got head from two hoes in the party
Call her a bitch like she a Bluno
She want a Judo, kick in karate
I got a new hoe, plus a few hoes and they all like getting naughty
Off the Oxy, I been out here off the Oxy
Ball on shit like Kamikaze
Boss shit, nigga I’m your father
All shit, I feel like the hardest
On that rocket, off the Oxy
Ballin’ like I’m Mr. Harden
I don’t beg shit so why you think I’m finna beg my pardon
Everyday I murder instrumentals
You a fuck nigga, then I ain’t fucking with you
I dunk on a bitch like a Rocket, nigga
Eating good everyday like it’s supper, nigga
Bye, I’m lonely, I don’t say what’s up to niggas
Fuck a Rollie, the AP on me nigga
Only rolling if I got my Rollie with me
Off the Oxy, I roll on the road to riches

[Outro: Future]
Freebandz
Yeah, I got some pills, yeah, I got the Perc’
Yeah, I got this big booty bitch in my vert
And I got a room, and it’s downtown
And my white bitch might…

Lizzo – Exactly How I Feel Lyrics

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[Chorus: Lizzo]
That’s exactly how I feel
That’s exactly how I feel
That’s exactly how I feel

[Verse 1: Lizzo]
I woke up this morning (God)
Wrong side of the bed
I don’t have to ‘splain it, oh (How I feel)
I might be a bitch (Bitch)
I might make a friend (Friend)
Ain’t I so amazing? (Uh-huh)

[Pre-Chorus: Lizzo]
Love me or hate me
Ooh, I ain’t changing
And I don’t give a fuck, no

[Chorus: Lizzo]
That’s exactly how I feel (Uh)
That’s exactly how I feel (Say it again)
That’s exactly how I feel (Woo)

[Verse 2: Lizzo & Gucci Mane]
Don’t hide no emotions (Emotions)
Wear ’em on my sleeve (On my sleeve)
All my feelings Gucci (It’s Gucci, haha)
Can’t hold back my tears
That would be a crime
‘Cause I look pretty cryin’
Oh, they ain’t tell you?

[Pre-Chorus: Lizzo]
Love me or hate me
Ooh, I ain’t changing
And I don’t give a fuck, no

[Chorus: Lizzo & Gucci Mane]
That’s exactly how I feel (How I feel, yeah)
That’s exactly how I feel (How I feel, it’s Gucci)
That’s exactly how I feel

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I feel like hurtin’ they feelings (Yeah)
I don’t get mad, I get millions (Yeah)
My heart ain’t got no feelings
My cars ain’t got no ceiling
I ain’t with that acting all friendly
Please step away from the Bentley
You’re either not with me or with me
The fye close by like it’s Whitney
Stay in your lane, don’t tempt me
Mr. Bust-A-Whole-Clip-‘Til-It’s-Empty
I got a feelin’ that tonight’s gonna be a good night
Like Ferg and them said, god willing
Fire chains on like burr (Burr)
Feelin’ like rockin’ my fur (Fur)
Rolls Royce with the chauffeur (Huh?)
How your toes feel on a mink fur?
It’s Gucci

[Pre-Chorus: Lizzo]
Cry ’cause I want to
Smile if I want to, huh
Yes, I can
Love ’cause I want to
Get so mad I could scream (I could scream)
I could scream (I could scream)
I could scream (Sing it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lizzo]
That’s exactly how I feel (How I feel)
That’s exactly how I feel (How I feel)
That’s exactly how I feel

Tech N9ne – EF U (Easier for You) Lyrics

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[Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne]
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet
This is dedicated to the ones that are broken
Stay here with us
Your time to shine is coming
Trust

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Do you know somebody in pain? I know somebody’s
All fed up and off in the brain, heartbroken probably
I been broke when life was not gleaming with hope and foggy
But I would never dump it on you, then later say sorry, ayy
It be the hardest when a loved one’s life isn’t starlit
When they call you, they think the smartest way out of it is depart it
You tell ’em that shit retarded, and hate the call even started
Know they heart isn’t guarded, not even your art is cathartic
Please think about your people, yo
Ease on about your ego, bro
That’s about far as evil go
You don’t really wanna fly like an eagle though
But in case you wanna know how sin taste
I wanna try to help another, save a brother from a grim fate
How could you make friends break down and act like an ingrate
Selfishness, that’s what it is
When all your family and friends just wanna see a brother live
But if you don’t see the gutter through, you’re gonna leave the others blue
You make it hard as fuck for us, but think it’s easier for you
Damn

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
It’s easier for you, yeah
To take yourself away from things we all go through, yeah
But if you knew that it was killing me, yeah
It’s killing me, would you?
Would you still believe that it was easier to do? Yeah
World ain’t never been easy
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet

[Bridge: Jelly Roll]
Only the angels know the pain that you hold on to
Why would you leave me ‘lone, just ’cause it’s easy for you?

[Verse 2: Jelly Roll]
I know somebody that’s stuck down on the bottom
And he deals with his problems in ways that never solves ’em
And I know how he feels inside
Try to give him flowers while he’s still alive
I see demons in my sleep
Got a teardrop falling down my cheek
Don’t lay down, homie, you can’t leave me now
I woke up in the middle of the night, I was drenched in a cold sweat, stressing
I couldn’t fall back asleep, so I picked up the phone and I sent you a message, and it said
After everything that we’ve been through
Through the ups and downs, just know that I believe in you
You said you won’t leave me, I know I’m a piece of you
So don’t you make this hard on us just ’cause it’s easier for you

[Chorus: Krizz Kaliko]
It’s easier for you, yeah
To take yourself away from things we all go through, yeah
But if you knew that it was killing me, yeah
It’s killing me, would you?
Would you still believe that it was easier to do? Yeah
World ain’t never been easy
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet
Don’t lay down, lay down
Don’t lay down yet

[Outro: Jelly Roll]
You
It’s easier for you
You
It’s easier for you

Cage The Elephant – What I’m Becoming Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Slowly drift across the floor, can’t escape from my mind
Yet I feel like moving on, but I’m stuck taking my time
A window, a sparrow, a spare room, a shadow
Tied to the place where I told you

[Chorus]
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming
Everything you wanted seems so far from me
Never meant to hurt you, no, never meant to make you cry
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming

[Verse 2]
Caught me walkin’ through the walls, still there’s nothing I find
Took the picture from the frame, am I wasting my time?
A stranger, the basement, a table, the pavement
Tied to the place where I left you

[Chorus]
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming
Everything you wanted seems so far from me
Never meant to hurt you, no, never meant to make you cry
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming

[Bridge]
Never meant to hurt you, no
Never meant to make you cry
Never meant to hurt you, no
Never meant to hurt you

[Chorus]
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming
Everything you wanted seems so far from me
Never meant to hurt you, no, never meant to make you cry
I’m so sorry, honey, for what I’m becoming

CupcakKe – Old Town Hoe (Old Town Road Remix) Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more

[Verse 1]
Look like a horse show from the back, yeah
On the dick, I rap, nigga
Turnin’ his mic off like Nicki at Coachella, facts, yeah
Ride it like a horse, good brain like a dork
Told him go pig out, but baby we don’t eat no pork, yeah

[Refrain]
This what happens when we fuckin’, yeah
Every time we get to fuckin’
Keep suckin’ even when he cummin’, yeah
All fingers in me like a puppet

[Verse 2]
Once he paid my rent, we been fuckin’ ever since, yeah
When he finger me, he gotta wear an oven mitt (It’s hot)
Hey, come up in my nose, 24/7 give him blows
Now walkin’ with bad knees, like my name was Derrick Rose (Ouch)
I can’t be no cheap ho, nastier than Rico
Hit this pussy harder than a mothafuckin’ Creed show
I forgot to shave, so this pussy look like hay
April showers on that dick, then baby shower up in May

[Chorus]
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more

[Verse 3]
Head down, ass up, feelin’ like a cockstar
Watch it grow up in my mouth every time it’s not hard
Open up the box, then eat it up just like a Pop-Tart
Make the dick harder than back seats in a cop car
Why the fuck do you keep pullin’ my tracks?
‘Cause if it fall out, bitch, then you gluin’ it back
I’m tryna suck your dick ’til my jaws get swole
I’m tryna ride like Rosa Parks on the road

[Chorus]
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more
I’m gonna take your dick, put it in my hole
I’m gonna ride ’til I can’t no more

Beyoncé – Countdown (Homecoming Live) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Rah, rah, rah
Sing it, y’all

[Chorus]
Oh, killing me softly and I’m still falling
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
Sing it, y’all

[Hook]
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky, seven
He kiss me in his six
We be making love in five (I see you)
Still the one I do this four
I’m trying to make us three
From that two
He still the one

[Verse 1]
There’s ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey
Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still all up on each other, ain’t a damn thing change
My girls can’t tell me nothing, I’m gone in the brain

[Refrain]
Me and my boo in my boo’s coupe riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, girl, girl (Show him how you ride it)
Me and my boo in the coupe lip locking
All up in the back ’cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stop it
London, speed it up, Houston, rock it

Waka Flocka Flame – Worldwide Lyrics

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[Intro]
Accountant still ain’t got cheating
Chases dreams, shaking off demons
The other side get the worst treatment
Fall through my marriage, tell me “won’t leave me”
Shit hard right now, going through it
Shit hard right now, going through it
Fell out with my dawg over music
Hundred mil’, I’m walking to it
They like “don’t retire, we love your music”
When your new shit drop, we gon turn up to it
Burn a wood to it, we gon trap to it
Party hard music, get drunk to it
Girls fixin’ makeup in the mirror to it
All the athletes walking out to it
Worldwide music, Worldwide music
Upper echelon, G5 music
Reload

[Chorus]
Accountant still ain’t got cheating
Chases dreams, shaking off demons
The other side get the worst treatment
Fall through my marriage, tell me “Won’t leave me”
Shit hard right now, going through it
Shit hard right now, going through it
Fell out with my dawg over music
Hundred mil’, I’m walking to it
They like “Don’t retire, we love your music
When your new shit drop, we gon turn up to it
Burn a wood to it, we gon trap to it
Party hard music, get drunk to it”
Girls fixin’ makeup in the mirror to it
All the athletes walking out to it
Worldwide music, Worldwide music
Upper echelon, G5 music

[Verse]
How could I leave y’all back like that without one more?
Y’all was with me every show, all around the globe
Every minute in the studio, fans
Y’all became my best friends, this is God’s plan
Y’all encouraged me to be woke, encouraged me to eat right
Y’all energy kept me afloat
Y’all stuck with me my through my marriage
Y’all was with me wrong or right
Y’all was with me all the way, how could I throw that away?
How could I forget them lonely nights starving, y’all put food on my plate
I was in a lonely place, y’all showed me a way
Y’all told me keep making music, boy put down that dirty K
I listened to every word, now I showed my whole hood the way

[Chorus]
Accountant still ain’t got cheating
Chases dreams, shaking off demons
The other side get the worst treatment
Fall through my marriage, tell me “Won’t leave me”
Shit hard right now, going through it
Shit hard right now, going through it
Fell out with my dawg over music
Hundred mil’, I’m walking to it
They like “Don’t retire, we love your music
When your new shit drop, we gon turn up to it
Burn a wood to it, we gon trap to it
Party hard music, get drunk to it”
Girls fixin’ makeup in the mirror to it
All the athletes walking out to it
Worldwide music, Worldwide music
Upper echelon, G5 music

[Verse 2]
First time in the booth
Swear to God, they started laughing at me
I ain’t give a damn, I was rappin’ tacky
Six months later, had my first show
And I ain’t never look back, nine summers in a row
I brought Chance and Dolph to every show
Them So Icy boys, niggas know
I’m talkin’ Wooh, French and Juiceman
Guc’ fresh out in the Mulsanne
I’m on the side in that Ghost, mane
Bricksquad, we run the game
Them Bricksquad niggas run the game
The ego kicked in with the fame
Guc’ and Juice start beef, aye
Wooh and Frenchie barely rappin’
Where that left me, where that left me?
Stuck in the ghetto with all of my niggas
Every concert, I brought all of my niggas
Jumping in the crowd, acting wild, young niggas
We was chasing our dream, we ain’t never had shit
Came from the bottom, now all of us rich
Diamonds gon glisten on our neck and our wrists
Y’all niggas know y’all not living like this

[Chorus]
Accountant still ain’t got cheating
Chases dreams, shaking off demons
The other side get the worst treatment
Fall through my marriage, tell me “Won’t leave me”
Shit hard right now, going through it
Shit hard right now, going through it
Fell out with my dawg over music
Hundred mil’, I’m walking to it
They like “Don’t retire, we love your music
When your new shit drop, we gon turn up to it
Burn a wood to it, we gon trap to it
Party hard music, get drunk to it”
Girls fixin’ makeup in the mirror to it
All the athletes walking out to it
Worldwide music, Worldwide music
Upper echelon, G5 music

Kevin Abstract – Mississippi Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You gon’ find out that I’m not myself
In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help
What I’m crying ’bout when I’m all by myself
Long nights at the Mission Inn, long nights at the Mission Inn
You gon’ find out that I’m not myself
In this winehouse, all my dogs need some help
What I’m crying ’bout when I’m all by myself
Long nights at the Mission Inn, long nights at the Mission Inn

[Chorus]
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now boy, boy

[Verse 2]
In the street in some Texas heat, and us down the road from my cousin, now
Dance some more, close to Mexico and I tell my boys that I left ’em, uh
My feelings go when your feelings show
That’s the stuff that always come and bless you now
Now you’re pushin’ my lovin’, now you’re pushin’ my love
Tell me what you gotta do to try to keep it (next bar)
Tell me what I gotta do to try to keep it (ne-ne-ne-next bar)
Tell me all the ones you know to have you down since ’95
Do you wanna be my boyfriend, my Mississippi sunshine?

[Pre-Chorus]
Big wedding, this brother basketball so late in the park with them
My feelings don’t mean nothing whenever we arguing
I’m drunk in the backseat, tryna figure out how I can get out this bitch
Do you wanna be my boyfriend, my Mississippi sunshine?

[Chorus]
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted with your Mississippi love
Don’t get me, uh, don’t get me, uh
Don’t get me twisted now, boy, get me twisted now boy, boy

[Outro]
Mississippi, Mississippi love
And I play it so much, I build nigga
Mississippi, Mississippi love
And I play it so, I play it so

French Montana – Slide Lyrics

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[Intro: Blueface & French Montana]
Blueface, baby
You know what it is, we here (Yeah, a’ight, haan?)
Montana (Bitch, I’m slidin’, bitch, I’m slidin’)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil TJay]
Won’t you bust it for a real nigga? (Bust it for a real nigga?)
Slim thick lil’ butt, but it feel bigger (Butt, but it feel bigger)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Tell ’em I can deal with ya)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Oh)

[Chorus: French Montana]
All night gettin’ shmizzed, all night gettin’ high
Hell to the yeah to the mothafuckin’ Y
Bitch slide (Bitch, slide)
Slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Creepin’ ’round corners and then dippin’ through the grass (Yeah)
Right back on your mothafuckin’ ass
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Lil TJay & French Montana]
Mama, don’t be scared, you can let me inside (Slide)
Eight rounds in me, we could do it all night (Slide)
And I ain’t tryna fight, see my future lookin’ bright (Slide)
If you ready for the pipe, I could give you what you like (Yeah)
Bitch slide (Slide)
Bow down to the Coke Boys
Fuck me? Fuck you, lil ho (How?)
Had respect for yo’ ass
Now it’s time for Montana to check yo’ ass, fool (Nigga)
Get the money, told T, get the butter (Butter)
Had to tell the ho bitch I don’t love her

[Refrain: French Montana & Lil TJay]
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Slide)
Bitch, slide (Slide)
Now bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)

[Verse 2: Lil TJay]
Fuck ’em over, niggas, don’t you pay ’em no mind
We can make a movie, I ain’t wastin’ no time
Baby, we can fuck again, do it all night (Slide)
Baby, I been hustlin, cookin’ all night (Bitch, slide)
Future so bright, look at my life
Like fuck it, bitch, slide
Bitch, slide, bitch, slide

[Bridge: French Montana]
Saw some mark-ass niggas on the corner flaggin’ me
Like, “What’s up with you? Sup with Max B?
What’s up with this Coke wave? What’s up with the crew?
Is that nigga still in jail? What the nigga do?”
I said, “If you ain’t up on things
Coke Boys still the gang, Coke wave in my veins”
Nigga, slide (Nigga, slide)
Nigga, slide (Nigga, slide)
Nigga, slide (Nigga, slide)
Bitch nigga, slide (Huh?)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil TJay]
Won’t you bust it for a real nigga? (Bust it for a real nigga?)
Slim thick lil’ butt, but it feel bigger (Butt, but it feel bigger)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Tell ’em I can deal with ya)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Oh)

[Chorus: French Montana]
All night gettin’ shmizzed, all night gettin’ high
Hell to the yeah to the mothafuckin’ Y
Bitch slide (Bitch, slide)
Slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Creepin’ ’round corners and then dippin’ through the grass (Yeah)
Right back on your mothafuckin’ ass
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Yeah

[Verse 3: Blueface]
Blueface, baby (Slidin’)
Yeah, a’ight (Slidin’)
Bust it open for a real nigga (Bust it)
Tommy gun on me like a Hilfiger (Bust it)
Slidin’ and glidin’, this ain’t no Plain Jane
VVS’ bustin’ (Bustin’)
Like Jerome Bettis (Like Jerome Bettis)
I get to the fetty (Fetty)
I got a fuckin’ fetish
Two dicks on me, a cock and a big Glock (Two dicks)
Reach for my piece like openin’ your eyes in Bird Box (Ooh)
Gunshots (Gunshots)
Start a track meet
40 clack like some sandals when it’s slide feet

[Pre-Chorus: Lil TJay]
Won’t you bust it for a real nigga? (Bust it for a real nigga?)
Slim thick lil’ butt, but it feel bigger (Butt, but it feel bigger)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Tell ’em I can deal with ya)
I know you just a lil’ problem, I can deal with ya (Oh)

[Chorus: French Montana]
All night gettin’ shmizzed, all night gettin’ high
Hell to the yeah to the mothafuckin’ Y
Bitch slide (Bitch, slide)
Slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)
Bitch, slide (Bitch, slide)

Smokepurpp – Repeat Lyrics

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[Intro]
Get this motherfucking money, nigga
Dope money, nigga
Coke money, nigga
Dope money, nigga
Uh!
Whoa, Kenny!

[Verse 1]
I just bought this car, no renting
5%, the windows tinted
F&N, the scope extended
Beat a bitch back, I got her screaming
Pop a Perc 10, I feel like swimming
I keep a tool in my hand like a dentist
Max on the dash, hell nah, I ain’t finished
I hit 200, then throw back the ceiling
Real butterfly doors, look at this Tesla
Three hoes with me, God damn, I’m extra
Sleep on the bitch like my middle name Dexter
The Maybach got 12s, I can hear myself better
Tick-tock, tick-tock, your shit fake
Got four APs, I’m still late
They count me out, I still ate
Blue cheese and ranch on my plate

[Chorus]
Run through a bag every day of the week
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth
I just be popping my shit, on repeat
I just be talking my shit, on repeat
Run through a bag every day of the week
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth
I just be popping my shit, on repeat
I just be talking my shit, on repeat

[Verse 2]
I just be talking my shit
Two hoes, and they wanna suck dick
Blue hundreds, and my pockets turned crip
Like a MacBook, niggas get flipped
I just bought two packs then flipped them
Diamonds dancing, look like Christmas
Red beam on the Glock, won’t miss ’em
(Skrt skrt) The coupe go missing
The birds, I sense ’em
I’m too sick, you can tell by the symptoms
I don’t wanna fuck, hoe, gimme that lipton
Sippin’, still whip the pot in the kitchen
Still sippin’ drank, yeah you know I relapsed
She give me neck ’til I sleep and relax
She getting mad ’cause I pull out her tracks
Flew that bitch here, then I flew that bitch back

[Chorus]
Run through a bag every day of the week
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth
I just be popping my shit, on repeat
I just be talking my shit, on repeat
Run through a bag every day of the week
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth
I just be popping my shit, on repeat
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (Talk talk)

[Outro]
Yeah!
Uh!
I just be popping my shit, on repeat
I just be talking my shit, on repeat
Talking ’bout
Yeah
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (Uh!)
I just be talking my shit, on repeat

Kodak Black – Expeditiously Lyrics

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[Intro]
True story, ain’t no lyin’
A wise man can play a fool but a fool can’t play wise
Unless you judge me by my cover so you can’t read between my lines
I’m a street poet, poetical genius
God made me, believe me
They ain’t know that I was intellectual
Tryna change your life but they won’t let ya
I’m in Detroit right now
Just hollerin’ at my nigga Will

[Verse]
I was hollerin’ at my boy, he said he feel like he gon’ die soon
Had to pray for him because he need it more than I do
How can I tell my people that’s exactly the way that I feel?
But I know that I’m blessed so I won’t give a bitch that idea
Runnin’ from the Jakes, I was posted up with a 9 mill
Got me jumpin’ gates, I got credit cards in my high heels
All my niggas fake, that shit kept comin’ out like diarrhea
Syko on my line, I’ma pick him up, he in Liberia
Wiz, he just whipped up a brick and he ain’t put no noodles in it
Told him I just caught me a fish, so don’t put no tuna in it
They know that I’m baptized in blood, I let my soul sing it
Runnin’ round wilidin’, I’m childish, I ain’t got no home training
Talking to my lil’ boy, I promise won’t let them boys kill me
Lookin’ at my lil’ boy like, “Father, don’t let them boys steal me”
Nigga tried to trap me, I saw it, they say that boy slippin’
Niggas tried to trap me, I saw it, they say that boy slippin’
Young nigga stickin’ to the code, ’cause I don’t condone snitchin’
I ain’t goin’ out like that rapper, I won’t do no tippin’
Willie said my name on the TV, that boy a bold witness
On the news he T.I.P. me, that boy got no feelings
Suwoop put the pole on lil’ buddy, they said the Game strippin’
Old heads ain’t hittin’ on nothin’, I say them boys kiddin’
I want all the smoke out the stove, but I don’t even roll Phillies
How the hell you callin’ me out when you know I don’t listen?
How you try and put me in timeout when I ain’t Big Boy children?
Nigga waitin’ on for me to fall off just like that boy Gillie
Said they ride for me ’til the wheel fall off, I be like, “Oh really?”
How you tell me what came out my mouth, you don’t even know Nipsey?
Tiny, that bitch ugly as hell, I don’t even want Piggy
I can’t beat you niggas at talkin’, give me a long sentence
Know I keep the pole and I ain’t no ho, I know some Rollin 60s
And I’m thuggin’ all on my lonely, but I keep some Zoes with me
How the hell you cancel a nigga and I don’t even smoke tobacco?
Mute me when I voice my opinion and I ain’t even know it mattered
Jump right on my live and record me, everything I say be Platinum
Special kind of nigga, they know me, they want my name slandered
Special kind of nigga, they know me, they want my name slandered
My head right on the swivel, I’m focused, they want my brain splattered
How the hell you cancel a nigga and I don’t even smoke tobacco?
Mute me when I voice my opinion and I ain’t even know it mattered

Beck – Saw Lightning Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo

[Verse 1]
There was a day I saw lightning
There was a day I saw lightning (I saw lightning)
Hey hey hey, saw lightning
Ho ho ho, saw lightning
He he he, saw lightning
Ha ha ha

[Pre-Chorus]
Saw wind manes
Some mountains fall
Some temples fall
Dismal
Some floods coming
Children run
We got no more shelter, no more sun

[Chorus]
Then it came to me in a flash of light
By the sycamore tree in the dead of night
The bottom bell and the longest day
The hardest wind and the fallen rain
Saw lightning, saw lightning, saw lightning
I held my head up
And it struck me down
Down to the ground
It struck me down, struck me down
Struck me down to the ground

[Verse 2]
There was a day I saw lightning
There was a day I saw lightning
Hey hey hey, saw lightning
Ho ho ho, saw lightning
He he he, saw lightning
Ha ha ha

[Pre-Chorus]
[?]
Hold the sea
Everywhere I go
Sunny and go
Down low

[Chorus]
Then it came to me in a flash of light
By the sycamore tree in the dead of night
The bottom bell and the longest day
The hardest wind and the fallen rain
Saw lightning, saw lightning, saw lightning
I held my head up
And it struck me down
Down to the ground
It struck me down, struck me down
Struck me down on the ground

[Post-Chorus]
Hey hey hey, saw lightning
Ho ho ho, saw lightning
He he he, saw lightning
Ha ha ha, saw lightning
Saw lightning, saw lightning, saw lightning

[Bridge]
Lord, won’t you take me and lead me to the light?
Lord, won’t you take me and lead me to the light?
The Lord’s gonna take me and leave me in the light
The Lord’s gonna take me and leave me in the light

[Chorus]
Then it came to me in a flash of light
By the sycamore tree in the dead of night
The bottom bell and the longest day
The hardest wind and the fallen rain
I saw lightning, saw lightning, saw lightning
I held my head up
And it struck me down
Down to the ground
It struck me down, struck me down
Struck me down on the ground

[Outro]
(I saw lightning
I saw lightning
I saw lightning
I saw lightning)

The Wailers – Playboy Lyrics

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[Chorus]
You really have a passion for turning me down
You really have a passion for turning me down
You really have a passion for turning me down
He’s just a playboy
He’s just a playboy
He’s just a playboy
Playboy

[Verse]
Do you love me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love, love-a-love love me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love me? (Do you really love me?)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
You really have a passion for turning me down
You really have a passion for turning me down
You really have a passion for turning me down
He’s just a playboy
He’s just a playboy
He’s just a playboy
Playboy

[Outro]
Do you love me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love, love-a-love love me, baby? (Do you really love me?)
Do you need me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you want me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love me? (Do you really love me?)
Do you love, love-a-love love me, baby? (Do you really love me?)
Do you need me, baby? (Do you really love me?)
Is that alright, now (Do you really love me?)

YNW Melly – YNW Freestyle Lyrics

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[Verse:]
Made it through the struggle, got it off the muscle (off the muscle)
Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle)
Stomach growlin’ like a lion, I was really hungry
Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely)
Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and Thugger
Disrespect my whodie, then I’m shootin’ at your mother, huh (your mother)
Boy I know you love her, cause’ you fuck without a rubber, huh
If that bitch start actin’ up, just go and find another, huh (sheesh)
Gucci, Louis, Hermes and Givenchy on my body (yeah)
Promethazine and Sprite, but I ain’t fuckin’ with no molly (no way)
Big shout-out to Kodak Black, he follow me on Insta
If you wanna chop it up, I put it in a blender (blender)
Flokka smokin’ niggas, I ain’t got nothin’ to give ya’ (bye)
I’m shootin’ out the sun roof, Sosa shootin’ out the window (bang)
Yeah, this is a freestyle nigga you ain’t gotta ask me (nah)
Pussy squirtin’, mini skirt, I like my bitches nasty, uh
And she make all A’s and B’s, I like my bitches classy, huh (classy)
Quarter pound of ganja pack, I stretch it like elastic, huh (elastic)
Take you to the Gucci store, then flip it like gymnastics (flip it)
Juugin and finessin’, we was counting all our blessings (for real)
Your bitch do the Melly pose cause I’m a living legend

Sosa:

I’m that nigga from that Ave you don’t even know to have
Just to walk through my hood, pussy boy, you need a pass
Tell the judge suck my dick and tell the state to kiss my ass
Me and my team we first, why you pussy niggas in last
Crackers all on my dick ’cause they say I made a hit
When I grabbed the microphone they like: “Sosa you can spit!”
When I fucked that nigga bitch, that really made that nigga sit

Hillsong Worship – King of Kings (2019) Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
In the darkness
We were waiting
Without hope
Without light
Till from heaven
You came running
There was mercy in Your eyes
To fulfil the law and prophets
To a virgin came the word
From a throne of endless glory
To a cradle in the dirt

[Chorus]
Praise the Father
Praise the Son
Praise the Spirit
Three in one
God of glory
Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

[Verse 2]
To reveal the kingdom coming
And to reconcile the lost
To redeem the whole creation
You did not despise the cross
For even in your suffering
You saw to the other side
Knowing this was our salvation
Jesus for our sake you died

[Chorus]
Praise the Father
Praise the Son
Praise the Spirit
Three in one
God of glory
Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

[Verse 3]
And the morning that You rose
All of heaven held its breath
Till that stone was moved for good
For the Lamb had conquered death
And the dead rose from their tombs
And the angels stood in awe
For the souls of all who’d come
To the Father are restored
And the church of Christ was born
Then the Spirit lit the flame
Now this gospel truth of old
Shall not knell
Shall not faint
By His blood and in His name
In His freedom I am free
For the love of Jesus Christ
Who has resurrected me

[Chorus]
Praise the Father
Praise the Son
Praise the Spirit
Three in one
God of glory
Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

Praise the Father
Praise the Son
Praise the Spirit
Three in one
God of glory
Majesty
Praise forever to the King of Kings

DJ Khaled – Addicted Lyrics

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[Intro: Juelz Santana]
Eh Khaled, you done playing with them?
Santana
About to give them some real street shit

[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]
Big drop, gotta look big, nigga
I grew up small, I had to look big, nigga
I had the moddo, like “look big, nigga”
It ain’t about what small or what look big, nigga
When this small barol in your face, it look big, nigga
Push big niggas to the point where they don’t wanna push small niggas
To the point, get the point, nigga?
Crack dealer I been, since I don’t know when
8, 9, 10, na, I don’t know when
I know I started early, started young, started dumb
Started out as a runner, started out making my run
I whent from bits and pieces, to bricks and sneakers
Fox was like “here, give this to Kiesha”
Tell Kiesha to get that to T
Tell T “get that back to me”
Get the drill sargent, I lay it down like a drill sargent
Straight out of boot camp
My soldiers in the field marching
Hut 1, hut 2, hut 3

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Gotta get it, gotta get it, my money made
Gotta hustle, gotta hustle, gotta hustle, man
I’m on my grind, if I gotta shoot you, I do it, man
I’m addicted
Cars clothes, drugs, hoes, you know
I’m addicted
Murder, death, kill, anything goes
I’m addicted
I honor death before dishonor
I’m addicted
This ain’t fiction, I livedI’m addicted

[Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
Come through on the first?
Good, cause I make my best moves on the first
First of the third, I be workin theGotta break ‘m all down, so every person gets surved
I’m addicted to this life for me
I live it, it’s just right for me
I can’t coap with being broke, I never could
Plus I prommised myself I never would
Plus I can’t forget the fact I have that
Wrist when it comes to whippin, bring that Crack back
I’m in the kitchen, I’m whippin, bringing that Crakck back
Cam, pass me the ice, BlackjOr should I say magic
Pardin my slang, it’s pardt of my bad habits
Pardin my ring, it’s just part of my swagger
You don’t like it, nigga, pardin my swagger
I told a chick I’m addicted
To holding my dick with my right hand and posing for pictures
I told her quick “I’m sort of a pimp, bitch”
Or more of a hustler, and one you should get with
It’s none like me
Not two, not three, not one like me
Can’t none get it done like me
Not him, not him, damb sure not her like me

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
Gotta get it, gotta get it, my money made
Gotta hustle, gotta hustle, gotta hustle, man
I’m on my grind, if I gotta shoot you, I do it, man
I’m addicted
Cars clothes, drugs, hoes, you know
I’m addicted
Murder, death, kill, anything goes
I’m addicted
I honor death before dishonor
I’m addicted
This ain’t fiction, I livedI’m addicted

MISSIO – Black Roses Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I am your son, you are my mother
I’m on my own, you’re not my lover
Don’t tell me how to live
I am your son, you are my father
You led us like lambs on our way to the slaughter
Who do you think you are?

[Pre-Chorus]
One, two, three
I know you lied to me
I can see
Now that I’m free

[Chorus]
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses

[Verse 2]
I am your son, she’s not my mother
You think she’s perfect, to me, just another
Do you think it’s okay?
But I am your son, for worse or for better
Despite the fact that you a homewrecker
I guess that’s who you are

[Pre-Chorus]
One, two, three
I know you lied to me
I can see
Now that I’m free

[Chorus]
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses

[Bridge]
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses

[Chorus]
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses
It’s me and the black roses

MISSIO – Underground Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Got my bills all paid, not mad about it
Got my whip upgrade, not mad about it
Got Mexico vaca’, not mad about it
My brain a grenade, I’m sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
Got my retro ones, not mad about it
On my second album, not mad about it
Got my stacks in tons, not mad about it
Bags unloaded, gun, I’m sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad (Sad, sad)

[Chorus]
I’m down
I should be on top but I’m always underground
Things are looking up, but I’m making myself drown
My anxiety and money just compounds
I’ll be right here just waiting underground

[Verse 2]
Five star meals, I’m boug’, not mad about it
She’s stayin’ pre-approved, not mad about it
Adidas black tracksuit, not mad about it
Attitude unglued, I’m sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad (Sad, sad)

[Chorus]
I’m down
I should be on top but I’m always underground
Things are looking up, but I’m making myself drown
My anxiety and money just compounds
I’ll be right here just waiting underground

[Bridge]
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it
I’m sad about it, sad, sad, sad about it

[Chorus]

I should be on top but I’m always underground
Things are looking up, but I’m making myself drown
My anxiety and money just compounds
I’ll be right here just waiting underground

Greta Van Fleet – Watch Me Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Watch me when you call my name
See me sparkle, see me flame
Singing a song, playing a game
Oh, I’m so glad you came

[Chorus]
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da

Watch me when you look my way
See me smiling, be my night and day
Touch me in your own sweet way
Feel me tremble you take my words away

[Chorus]
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da

All of the time I love you
Make you a rhyme, I love you
Say it in mine

[Chorus]
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da
Da Um Da Um Da Um Da, Da-Da-Da

Watch me when I’m on my own
See me falling like the snow
Come and be the things you are
I am still falling, but not quite so far

PnB Rock – Go To Mars Lyrics

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[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Fast whip, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars
Shit, I’m talkin’ fast whips, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
Fast whips
Bad bitch
Ridin’ ’round the city smokin’ on that gas, bitch
On the way to [?], she into fashion
She the type to go fuck up a bag quick
Flex on ’em, fuck up a check on ’em
Ice on my neck on ’em
Ice on my neck on ’em
Ice on my wrist, bitch
I got ’em sick, bitch
Young nigga lit, bitch
Young nigga rich, bitch
New whip alert, new bitch alert
New drip alert, I got they feelings hurt
All in my pockets, yeah, they got the blues
All of my bitches, they come home in twos
Don’t come too close, you not takin’ my jewels
Try me, I swear, you makin’ the news, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Fast whip, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars
Shit, I’m talkin’ fast whips, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
Walk in the mall, I got cash
Don’t even ask for the price
She so excited to fuck, she gon’ remember this for the rest of her life
If you wanna fuck me, bitch, you gotta go through the guys
Look at the flick of the wrist, I payed a hundred for mines
If it cross yo mind to take my chain, you don’t give a fuck about life
Middle of the day, I’m fuckin’ tonight and that’s how I’m endin’ my night
This AP’ll light up yo’ life, this Draco’ll light up the night
You owe me money? Pull up with mine, you know I ain’t tellin’ you twice
‘Cause that choppa like yo’ ace, bitch, it ain’t gon’ miss you, nigga
And God really with you if I missed you, nigga
Switchin’ lanes in that Tiger, that’s a Bently, nigga
I fuck with Rock the long way, Detroit to Philly, nigga

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
Fast whip, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars
Shit, I’m talkin’ fast whips, foreign cars
With a bad bitch, she fuck me like a porn star
We be blowin’ cash quick like it’s no tomorrow
When we get so high, be so high, we might just go to Mars

Travis Scott – Bandz (Demo) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Let’s get it

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands

[Verse 1]
Man, I’m in these streets it’s been a long day (bands)
‘Bout to sign this deal and throw it all away (bands)
‘Bout to cop the crib that Dame lost today (bands)
Funny, look at them niggas that slippin’
You trippin’, no fear, my niggas, we get it (bands)
I’m looking down at the whole world through these glass ceilings (bands)
And when I step outside, bad bitches with me (bands)
Back in my section, twisting that la-la, can’t let it stress me (bands)
Wake up, fall asleep to Dizzy Gillespie (bands)
Ba-back it up and break it down (bands)
She gon’ bust it on this dick, you gon’ take her out of town (bands)
I put ice in my veeners, I put rubies in my crown (bands)
Count them stacks and blow them racks, niggas know who they around

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

[Verse 2]
Work, work, work, work, pose, makin’ work (bands)
I gave her Pauly D, I’m a fuckin’ jerk (bands)
If we take all of these shots, we gon’ go berserk (bands)
Shut the fuck up, bitch, you trippin’
Really though lately don’t like to do lots of smoke
Lots of hoes down to blow (bands)
Vamanos, time to go, we gon’ go straight to the workin’ now (bands)
Now only my niggas I care about, fuckin’ ’round, bitch, you be carried out (bands)
Pharaoh nigga, high class (bands)
Selena at the cover, her booty, shine with your fly ass (bands)
Did you mean trendin’ top, Scott, La Flame, making G.O. chop (bands)
With a Russian, that model cop
And make your bitch-ass look microscop’
Yes Lord (bands)

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Verse 3]
Lately, I been goin’ crazy
Laughin’, drinkin’, find myself in arms of different women, huh
Toast it, I need to use my cerebellum
Tried to tell ‘em cut that rap shit all that wack shit’s underwhelming
Time’s ticking, palms itching
Mom’s tripping, tired of living, mad decisions, I’ll kill ‘em

[Interlude]
(Ooooh, I know you bitch niggas hate me now)
I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands, I got bands

[Chorus]
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure
I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Don’t need these hoes, hundred racks to blow (la-la)
Nigga, I got bands (oh no, oh no, goddamn, la-la)
Let’s get this dough, run the world for sure (la-la)
I got bands

NLE Choppa – Birdboy Lyrics

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[Intro]
Aye, huh
Yeah
(I don’t even think y’all niggas ready)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SGULL
(They not ready bruh)
(Tay they ready?)
Yeah, yeah
(Tay said “No”)
What?
Yeah
Huh, huh

[Verse 1]
Bullets hit a nigga up, like I’m playin’ Pac-Man
Choppa got a kick back, leave him on a kick stand
Nigga call me doo-doo, yeah I’m the shit man
Nigga talking shit, so I fired on his bitch-ass
Glock freeze him up, call that freeze tag
Choppa leave him stuck, that’s a bitch man
If a nigga play, Imma hit him broad day
With the K
Make a nigga go, ah, yeah
Do the race, call it Tay-K, yeah
Fuckin’ on another nigga bae, yeah
Make a nigga shake, earthquake, yeah
Nigga I’m real, you fake, yeah
I be totin’ them glizzy, we love toting’ guns
I do it for real, you do it for fun
When an opp see me, you know they gon’ run
I hang out the window, shoot shit like Lebron
You know that I hit ’em, I had to get ’em
They thought I was bowlin’, I had to split ’em
7.62, cut him down the middle
Cookin him up like a fuckin’ McGriddle
Saw me in the game, and you know that Imma score, bitch
Pull up with the gang
Twist a finger make it bang
To be honest, I’m an animal, I can’t be tamed
Bullets fallin’ out the sky, let that bitch rain
2-3 shots, take him out with a bang
Back in the summer, I didn’t have a name
Now she suck on my dick while my balls be hangin’
Damn lil Choppa, she say that you slangin’
Hit it from the back, have her changin’ language

[Break]
Huh?
(*Ringer*)
What the fuck?
Bitch stop calling my phone!

[Verse 2]
I hit her one time then I leave her alone
I know I’m not right, ’cause I’m doin her wrong
Just like a dog, I just want a bone
We makin ’em serve, we serve in a cone
I’m a real nigga, you cannot clone
I’m cold with this shit like my first name was stone
I’m still a menace…
Huh? (What the fuck?)
I am a devil
Whole other level

[Refrain]
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible
I’m clutchin’ my metal
Cook him like a vegetable
She eatin’ my dick like that bitch is an edible

[Verse 3]
Back in 8th grade, I was lame, I was bruisin’
Now I’m up in high school getting head from my tutor
Used to be a fighter, graduated to a shooter
Shoot him in the head, I’m tryna knock out his noodles
I’m a big dog, little nigga you a poodle
I sell a bitch a dream like my name Young Ruler
Pop off, like I’m Martin Luther
Bullets bless him, that’s a hallelujah

[Outro]
Hrrrrr
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
(They shootin’)
Slatt, Slatt
Choppa

LSD – Welcome to the Wonderful World Of Lyrics

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[Intro: Labrinth, Labrinth & Sia]
All eyes on we
Let’s run down streams of ecstasy (Yah, yah, yah)
September breeze, our clear blue skies are poetry (Yah, yah, yah)
Seven seas, we’re floating by the palm trees (Yah, yah, yah)
So come live your dreams in
Those simple letters, L-S
Those simple letters, L-S
Those simple letters, L-S
L-S-D

[Chorus: Labrinth & Sia]
Uh
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
I see you
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
Oh-oh-oh
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
I’m here on Venus
I just can’t stop the feeling
Welcome to the wonderful world of
I’m here on Venus
It’s not what they told you, it’s
It’s what you told yourself
I’m here on Venus, woo
Welcome to the wonderful world of
I’m here on Venus
And now euphoria takes its revenge, come as you are

[Outro]
People of earth, boys and girls, children of all ages
Welcome to the wonderful world of
Labrinth, Sia and Diplo

Mark Ronson – Late Night Feelings Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Lykke Li]
I weigh the water, I feel it all
I ask myself a million questions in the dark
I lay in silence, but silence talks
It tells me that heaven is no closer than it was

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
My heart keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross the line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night
Trying to find a new distraction
Want to make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Verse 2: Lykke Li]
Make me psychotic, you pull away
You take the sane in me
And tear it like a page
Write you erotic, and I know you wait
Before you answer
Just to make me go insane

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
My heart keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross the line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night, I’m
Trying to find a new distraction
Want to make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings
On and on and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Bridge: Lykke Li]
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

[Pre-Chorus: Lykke Li]
Oh-oh, keeps pulling in the wrong direction
I’m about to cross that line
Looking for the wrong affection
Night after night
Trying to find a new distraction
I wanna make it last all night
Everything that I’ve been mixin’
All mixed up inside

[Chorus: Lykke Li]
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings
When I get to want ya
And I wanna call ya
With late night feelings

[Post-Chorus: Lykke Li]
On and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings
On and on, feeling on and on
On and on, on and on
With late night feelings

[Outro]
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on and I feel it all night
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on
On, on and on, on and on, on and on, on and on

Kevin Abstract – Georgia Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright

[Verse 1]
Houston, Texas, my teachers had weapons
I’d get my ass whipped, I learned my lesson
I often question, I often wonder
If I told this class I liked the nigga that sit in the back
How bad would it make me suffer? Agh
Smoke and fuck, we high as hell
We gon’ love each other, we let the night derail
Only time will tell, I’m under your spell
I lay on your chest, you wonder what’s next
I love when you breathe, it make me reflect

[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)

[Verse 2]
All of us in Jon’s car
Packed the trunk with merch, I was tryna be a star
Same time I was cool with Uzi, dawg, my life felt like a movie
I left my troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
I finally found peace, I suck when I get it
I see worth in myself, I won’t run away again
I’m prayin’ for my friends, they prayin’ this won’t end
But I know it does, just like all things
In the end, it’s just me and my mood swings

[Bridge]
And the one-nine-nine (And the one-nine-nine-nine is comin’)
Is comin’, is comin’
And that one-nine-nine, boy (And the one-nine-nine-nine)
One-nine-nine is comin’, is comin’
(You know that it’s comin’)

[Chorus]
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)
I got Georgia on my mind, ain’t nobody left behind
It’s just me, my team, my weed, my baby’s Audi parked outside
Call my mom and let her know that everything is alright
(Everything you do is cool)

[Outro]
My troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My troubled home, Hollywood, what the fuck am I doing?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah