Netherlands coronavirus death toll is 434

The Coronavirus Covid-19 pandemic has brought demand for flowers to a standstill. Those working in the Dutch floriculture industry say they are left with no choice but to destroy up to 80 per cent of total production at the peak season for Holland’s famed tulips.

Data from Germany show just 0.4% of people who tested positive for the virus have died from it, much less than the 9.5% in Italy and 4.3% in France. In the Netherlands growth in transmissions of the virus have slowed significantly.

The official name of the country is the Kingdom of the Netherlands. King Willem-Alexander is the king of the nation. Holland actually only means the two provinces of Noord-Holland and Zuid-Holland. However, the name Holland is often used when all of the Netherlands is meant.

March 26, 2020:

Coronavirus COVID-19 Global Cases by the Center for Systems Science and Engineering (CSSE) at Johns Hopkins University (JHU)

Coronavirus Total Deaths: 24,053

Deaths by Regions:

Italy 8,215
Spain 4,365
Hubei China 3,169
Iran 2,234
France 1,696
United Kingdom 578
Netherlands 434
New York City – USA 365
Germany 267
Belgium 220
(more other countries also have deaths)

Above: https://www.worldometers.info/coronavirus/country/netherlands/
Read more details here:

March 27, 2020 Germany and the Netherlands seem to fight off the virus better than most — here’s why – marketwatch.com

March 25, 2020 The Netherlands lets the virus run loose. That’s terrifying to me and other Jews – timesofisrael.com

March 25, 2020 The Netherlands’ Huge Flower Sector Wilts As Coronavirus Hurts Business – npr.org

March 27, 2020 Warning after coronavirus found in Dutch sewage water – news.com.au

March 25, 2020 Nine European countries say it is time for ‘corona bonds’ as virus death toll rises – cnbc.com

France’s coronavirus death toll is 1,331

France’s coronavirus Covid-19 death toll has reached 1,331. There is a new idea out there to create ‘coronabonds.’ Some EU member states are not supporting the idea of ‘coronabonds.’

France wants the EU to communicate accurately about the crisis. “France has delivered as many masks to Italy as China,” insisted the Élysée. France doesn’t want EU’s communications to be too discreet.

‘Coronabonds’ are simple eurobonds, traditional bond issues, but which would be guaranteed at the EU level and not by an individual country. Such a tool would make it possible to pool the cost of the health crisis.

March 26, 2020:

Coronavirus COVID-19 Global Cases by the Center for Systems Science and Engineering (CSSE) at Johns Hopkins University (JHU)

Coronavirus Total Deaths: 22,295

Deaths by Regions:

Italy 7,503
Spain 4,145
Hubei China 3,169
Iran 2,234
France 1,331
United Kingdom 477
Netherlands 434
New York City – USA 280
Germany 239
Belgium 220
(more other countries also have deaths)

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March 25, 2020 Why France is hiding a cheap and tested virus cure – asiatimes.com

March 25, 2020 Macron pays homage to French health workers as death toll passes 1,300 – thelocal.fr

March 26, 2020 Daily bread? In France, fighting virus 1 baguette at a time – abcnews.go.com

March 20, 2020 As deaths rise, Macron warns France only at start of virus crisis – aljazeera.com

March 26, 2020 France wants EU to win virus ‘communications battle’ – euractiv.com

March 26, 2020 With church bells and candles, France honors virus victims – cruxnow.com

March 26, 2020 Coronavirus death toll in France nears 1,700 – startribune.com

March 25, 2020 France says Europe failing to communicate its response to coronavirus crisis – channelnewsasia.com

March 21, 2020 France is now using helicopters and drones to enforce virus restrictions – ctvnews.ca

March 18, 2020 ‘Thank you Parisians, don’t bring the virus’: plea from rural France – theguardian.com

March 17, 2020 France announces $50bn measures to help virus-hit firms – aljazeera.com

March 24, 2020 Waiting Out Coronavirus In The French Alps, ‘Cooped Up In The Great Outdoors’ – npr.org

March 24, 2020 African jazz great Manu Dibango dies in France of virus – abcnews.go.com

March 23, 2020 There’s drug combo to shorten coronavirus, French researchers say – foxnews.com

March 26, 2020 France Transfers Coronavirus Patients On High-Speed Train With Mobile Emergency Room – kpbs.org

Macron Says France ‘At War’ with Covid-19 coronavirus

France will step up coronavirus testing methods as the death toll climbs. French health authorities are improving measures to test the population for the Covid-19 virus, with 7,730 cases and 175 deaths confirmed as of early Tuesday.

“The daily capacity to test patients for the coronavirus has gone from 2,000 to 2,500,” France’s health ministry said on Tuesday.

There is expansion of testing in labs across France. The French Health Ministry has reportedly given the green light to all labs in French cities to use the test. Previously, only hospital labs were equipped to do so.

Read more details here:

France to step up coronavirus testing methods as death toll climbs – rfi.fr

Coronavirus: Italy and France have highest daily deaths from COVID-19 – news.sky.com

Coronavirus: EU states record highest one-day death toll – bbc.com

Coronavirus death toll rises in France as army prepares to ease pressure on hospitals – thelocal.fr

France urges public to respect confinement as death toll rises by 89 – thelocal.fr

France ramps up lockdown measures – businesstraveller.com

Here is what the France coronavirus cases map situation looked like on March 7, 2020:

Below: examples of different Viruses that exist in the world:

Les Rita Mitsouko – Badluck Queen Lyrics

Play the game
Feel the flow
No ! you’re under pressure
Watch the flame
Feel the glow
No ! You’re under pressure

Archduchess of Austria
In a world that’s changing
Queen of France
In a world that’s bleeding
Daughter of Emperor François
Not a chanceÂ…

Peace and love
But love’s in piece
No ! You’re under pressure

Sing ad dance
What else to do
No ! you’re under pressure

Archduchess of Austria
In a world that’s changing
Queen of France
In a world that’s bleeding
Daughter of Emperor François
Not a chanceÂ…

Oh ! tragic destiny
For that lady
Oh ! Tragic destiny
And glittering personality

Feel the pressure in your body
Feel the pressure in your soul
Feel the pressure in your neck
On your neck Antoinette

French police clash with striking firefighters in Paris

An interesting video is here from Global News. French firefighters can be seen clashing with the police as they demonstrated in the streets of Paris against working conditions and the government’s pensions reform bill.

For more info, please go to http://www.globalnews.ca

This is shocking, some firefighters wearing special protective vests actually set fire to themselves as a protest.

Thousands of French firefighters on Tuesday took to the streets of Paris in a pyrotechnic protest to demand better working conditions. They ignited flares and even set their fireproof jackets on fire.

Keep in mind that in France, firefighters also respond to general emergency calls. Unions try to battle controversial government pension reforms.

There were certain clashes with security forces. Some firefighters threw different objects and police responded with tear gas.

MoStack – Staqdó Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
ILL BLU

[Chorus]
Gimmie all the paper to Staqdó
I like that gyal with the backbone
All my nigga’s making big funds and they’re getting big ones, so
Hear the sound of the cash flow
The money goes oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh

[Verse 1]
I don’t know who to trust these days
‘Cos how these nigga’s give me same speech
You ain’t bro if we ain’t got the same beef
Hang with them, you better hate me
I swear, the way how they live is crazy
I don’t know who to make my wifey
‘Cos Keisha likes me, plus Teisha likes me
But she’s more like me
But she reminds me of a gyal that I’ve seen
Is your pum-pum tight? Can you please remind me
I’m so bipolar
See that Benz or Rover, lemme’ call a chauffeur
Come a long way, it was the floor or sofa
I just bought a new home, who’s coming over?
Nah, nah, my mind ain’t simple
I don’t want a gyal but don’t wanna’ be single
I just need a queen to cook and pop pimples
Then we get the money, baby, that’s what I’m into

[Chorus]
Gimmie all the paper to Staqdó
I like that gyal with the backbone
All my nigga’s making big funds and they’re getting big ones, so
Hear the sound of the cash flow
The money goes oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh

[Verse 2]
Girl calm down, calm down
I got enough wood for the whole crowd
Give it to you all on the low-down
You know it ain’t small when you go down
I got enough dick for the whole squad
Enough corn for your whole block
I was on the block with the guy’s in a mask
Then I’m in The Shard putting wine in a glass
That gyal there, she’s mine, could you pass
She said [?], she’s from France
I would fly Paris with a one-way ticket
But I gotta’ get money, I can’t make you missus
We was left out freezing, we had no coat
We did come far-far, we were seen as broke
I done took 8 years just to see results
Eh, don’t fuck it up when your time approach

[Chorus]
Gimmie all the paper to Staqdó
I like that gyal with the backbone
All my nigga’s making big funds and they’re getting big ones
So hear the cash flow
Oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh
Oooh-oooh, oooh-oooh

[Outro]
Gimmie all the paper to Staqdó (Staqdó, Staqdó, Staqdó)
Gimmie all the paper to Staqdó (Mulla, mulla, mulla, mulla, yeah)

Ah na-na na na na-na-na
Ah da-da da da da-da-da

Money didn’t cross my mind
Baby, I just upped the price, ah

Wiz Khalifa – Taste Freestyle Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse]
Fuck them corny niggas, best believe we get it poppin’
I just gotta talk, I’m clumsy so I’ll probably drop it
Go figure, gettin’ money so they try to stop it
I pull out a knot that’s thicker than your father’s wallet
Always had to work, all my nigga from the projects
Ballin’, no alert, nope, we don’t do no gossip
Too much for my shit, bro, I don’t do no moshpits
She with me, she gettin’ flipped like a fuckin’ socket
Doobie in my shirt, ‘nother OZ in my pants
Ice on my hands, melt it, help you water plants
Yours never dance, eyes like I’m from Japan
In my Benz, gettin’ fried like I come from France
Money too wide for a rubber band
Runnin’ in, tryna cure the hate that they sufferin’
From underneath the sun, tryn’ catch a tan
Tour all summer, now I’m home hittin’ [?] again
Gettin’ fresh, hundred mil, nuttin’ less
Give me brain, pass the test
Smell the strain, they impressed
Ma, rest, told me “Change my address”
Always aim for the neck, if you miss, hit the chest
I’m well known for showin’ them shit they didn’t know
But if you Snapchatting or Instagramming, you gotta go
There ain’t no one else like me that’s in the game
Lightening in my chain, I’m icy as hockey games
Need a real one that don’t like me ’cause of the fame
Hold my team down like a fight before the bell ring
Ain’t no refund when you cop, so what you payin’?
Ain’t no details for the cops so what you sayin’?
You went from food to starvation ’cause y’all hatin’
See what I got? That’s all patience and God’s amazing
See what I came out of dawg? That should be motivation
Now all I think about’s broad chasing and car racing
Money so long, my arm shaking, the foreign banking
I’m off the shore, flow so hot, I could spar with Satan
I open doors with my voice so [?] my face is
Rollie mixed race, got a big face
Gotta get cake, brought a big plate
Prada windbreak, thought I went late
Now that Benz skate, down the interstate
How’d I get great? Not a mistake

Chance The Rapper – Wala Cam lyrics

[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam

[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
Big ol’ booty gotta jump, gotta juke me
Gotta plan, gotta duty
Gotta dance, gotta boogie
I’m a fan, gotta stan
Gotta cam, it’s a movie
Make my ‘gram look like Cannes, like in France
My momma, my mamma mia
Tell me what your momma feeds you
You getting that cornbread and choreo
Let me throw you on the story though
Trying to be like story mode
You belong on the war zone on
Wala, Wala

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Verse 2: Chance the Rapper]
Nigga you can’t dance
My feet like my hands
Your feet like quicksand
Something I can’t stand
Something I just hate
I’m not on no date
Car don’t got no roof
Works, don’t got no brake
Girl don’t got no waist
Watch don’t got no face
Jet don’t got no plates
God don’t got no cape
Shoes don’t got no J’s
Don’t got no style, don’t got no taste
Bank don’t got no card, don’t got quickpay, don’t got no Chase

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam

[Verse 3: Supa Bwe]
Watching DBZ
Shorty stuck to me
Like she lowkey USB
I just want some head, want some lowkey guillotine
Police watching me like I’m lowkey new TV
Like I’m serving twenty p’s
Like I lowkey used to be
Over the seas with my girl cause she over achieving
Don’t put nobody over her king
Love my life
Shorty ride my face like bike
I’ma beat it like Mike, not Ike
My spliff broke, sh*t! oh life
I might spent on you
All year, all night
I might some f*ck some ads up
Or f*ck your mans up
I might f*ck some bands up
Switch the plan up
Leave the country like right now
Shit, I might go flight
I might take off tonight
I might, I might, I might
Tonight I might

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala
Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala, Wala

[Verse 4: Chance the Rapper]
You need name tag
She got the same ass
Same drawers, same car
Same bag, damn fraud
Shake it up, shake it up, shake it up, shake it up
Pop pop pop that cork
Pop it like July 4th
Shorty don’t move like yours
She get it from a store
You get it from the Stork
They don’t do this up North
They always end it [?]

[Chorus]
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam, Wala Cam
Wala

Future – 31 DAYS Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Every now and then, you know what I’m sayin’
Most of them, majority of the time
You dig
We in that mode

[Verse 1]
This is a moment of clarity
Everything VV’s, I’m gone to the maximum
Young nigga flood out a ‘axima, flawless the face, then run through a pack of them
Everything classical, everything magical when they was checking my catalogue
Eating on caviar, smash on a stallion
Draped in medallions, yeah
The pill on the caliber
Put on the passenger
Whatever time, wherever I was at
Look on the calendar, yeah we compatible
I have her flying where ever I’m at
You astronomical, way too phenomenal to not have her naked where I land
I got a second option, and fourth and fifth one whereever a nigga staying
I had it falling right out of my pocket when I was just smashing her, she seen the bands
Her body Coca-Cola and she seen a can
The Glock was still on me while we was romancin’
Think I fell in love with this girl, came from France
She caramel, what’d i get a tan
I need to pay her when I get the chance
Gave her some drip, gave her a whole lot of splash
Talkin’ that shit, he get smoked like a blunt
Took a few Pakistanians to lunch
Got some little slim shit in Milan
These niggas be hatin’, putting on a front

[Chorus]
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her and made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

[Verse 2]
Doing it on a chinchilla, oh yeah
We fucking a couple of strippers together
Shawty my rider, she down for whatever
Y’all give her capital murder, her swagger killer
Shawty got more bags than a drug dealer
I put her in a Patek, I put her in the c’s
I’m on a whole ‘other level with her
Had to get a penthouse just for the freaks
So they could all come and sleep with us
We do nothing that is normal, everything we do is super gigantic
We don’t put on fugazi, everything we wear super Titanic
I just caught me a wave, feel like a nigga that jumped in the Atlantic
One hell of a car collection, pulling it up, it’s panoramic
Picked her up in a Cayenne, soon as she got in she got nothing on

[Chorus]
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her, made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

Lil Gnar – Drop Top Benz (feat. Lil Skies) lyrics

[Intro: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
Drop top Benz
We pulled up in a drop top Benz

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends

[Verse: Lil Gnar]
Whip the [?] the mirror, you niggas can’t stand us
Diamonds they be dripping, my left wrist look like Atlantis
Made it out the bottom, put that on my momma
It’s a rockstar party, come and pop a pill babe
Got some neck up in the foreign, had to hit the killswitch
Lot of young niggas and you know we came to kill shit
Baby girl stop whining, put that molly on your tongue
Never touched a hundred bands, how you judging up
She just wanna eat and fuck but I cannot be cuffed
Getting money everyday that be my mission
Run it up so catch me flexing in the picture
In the picture
G [?] with the red [?] you can’t get it [?]
Drop top Benz got your bitch like oh my god
Off the gas and I’m seeing stars
Bust down, that’s a [?]

[Hook: Lil Skies]
Drop top Benz
Pull up in a foreign, it’s just me and all her friends
She wanna make a movie so I grabbed the camera lens
All I spend is bands, models up in France
Shake your money maker girl, you know you gotta twerk it
Throw a couple bands up, watch it hit the surface
We gon’ make the world shake, do it with a purpose
Drop top Benz, me and all her friends

Lil Durk – Cross Roads

OTF NuNu man, you know how we rockin’ man, MG-03, 72nd
So you- we on the block this early?
Yeah it’s 9th Street man, fool a lot of s**t happened there
And I’m in my feelings at a crossroads
Don’t want to go
Cross roads.

Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the cross roads
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the cross roads
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody.

Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
And I’m gonna miss everybody
Capo, L’A, everybody
Nuski, Fredo, everybody
Honesty, they live by it
And these bodies steady droppin’ but you barely hear about ’em
And they can’t take fear up out ’em, ohhh.

Allah, we don’t believe in Jesus
RIP Kenneka Jenkins
Look what they doin’ to my people
Think it’s funny, why they tweakin’?
They gon’ snake you, they not equal
That s**t with Fredo got me tweakin’
They not cryin’, they just tweetin’
Ain’t no time to do no grievin’
Percocet come out my pores
You don’t feel that when they die ’til it happen to yours, yeah
But they got a choice versuri-lyrics.info
In the trenches, I done did it, I became a voice
See I ain’t changed but I was goin’ through changes
Pluto’d still be alive if he ain’t hang with strangers
Niggas love you when you dead, that s**t the strangest
Skylar and Bella my two angels
Fo’nem at your roof like a f*****g reindeer
So deep inside this hellhole, it don’t rain here
We love the same people, we ain’t got the same tears
They don’t understand me, don’t think they can hear
Spread the love (we can’t ’cause niggas die ’bout it)
Spread the love (this time they said I’ll die ’bout it)
Spread the love (my niggas, I’ll fire shots ’bout ’em)
Spread the love (too many niggas got bodies)
I’m so deep in Chicago, whoever thought I’d see France?
If I ain’t have beef I think they’d be treatin’ me like Chance
Old heads cannot mislead me, they know that I’m too advanced
Even though that I’m lowkey, got killers on my demand, ayy.

You ever seen friends turn to snakes?
You ever seen snakes turn to friends?
I’m seein’ this s**t happen every day
That’s where we at, know what I’m sayin’
We rap about it ’cause we got, know what I’m sayin’
I see people judgin’ us, talkin’ ’bout
They always talkin’ ’bout guns, postin’ guns
They doin’ it for the money
See I came from s**t, know what I’m sayin’, so I do what I want
That’s why 2Pac was so great, you feel me?
He spoke his mind
Nigga ain’t gotta be no gangster
Everybody with me ain’t no gangsters
You know what I’m sayin’, everybody with me ain’t no killers
Everybody with me don’t get money
You know what I’m sayin’, but we gon’ make that s**t work
We gon’ put the money niggas with the money niggas
We gon’ put the killers with the killers, know what I’m sayin’
And let it get treacherous for niggas, you know?
For real, for realll.

Lil Durk – Cross Roads Lyrics

[Intro]
OTF NuNu man, you know how we rockin’ man, MG-03, 72nd
So you- we on the block this early?
Yeah it’s 9th Street man, fool a lot of shit happened there
And I’m in my feelings at a crossroads
Don’t want to go
Crossroads

[Pre-Chorus]
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
Meet me at the crossroads, never be lonely, meet me at the crossroads
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody
And I’m gonna miss everybody lord
And I’m gonna miss everybody

[Chorus]
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
Don’t want to be lonely (meet me at the crossroads)
And I’m gonna miss everybody
Capo, L’A, everybody
Nuski, Fredo, everybody
I done seen they dead bodies
And these bodies steady droppin’ but you barely hear about ’em
And they can’t take fear up out ’em, oh

[Verse]
Allah, we don’t believe in Jesus
RIP Kenneka Jenkins
Look what they doin’ to my people
Think it’s funny, why they tweakin’?
They gon’ snake you, they not equal
That shit with Fredo got me tweakin’
They not cryin’, they just tweetin’
Ain’t no time to do no grievin’
Percocet come out my pores
You don’t feel that when they die ’til it happen to yours, yeah
But they got a choice
In the trenches, I done did it, I became a voice
See I ain’t changed but I was goin’ through changes
Pluto’d still be alive if he ain’t hang with strangers
Niggas love you when you dead, that shit the strangest
Skylar and Bella my two angels
Fo’nem at your roof like a fucking reindeer
So deep inside this hellhole, it don’t rain here
We love the same people, we ain’t got the same tears
They don’t understand me, don’t think they can hear
Spread the love (we can’t ’cause niggas die ’bout it)
Spread the love (this time they said I’ll die ’bout it)
Spread the love (my niggas, I’ll fire shots ’bout ’em)
Spread the love (too many niggas got bodies)
I’m so deep in Chicago, whoever thought I’d see France?
If I ain’t have beef I think they’d be treatin’ me like Chance
Old heads cannot mislead me, they know that I’m too advanced
Even though that I’m lowkey, got killers on my demand, ayy

[Outro]
You ever seen friends turn to snakes?
You ever seen snakes turn to friends?
I’m seein’ this shit happen every day
That’s where we at, know what I’m sayin’
We rap about it ’cause we got, know what I’m sayin’
I see people judgin’ us, talkin’ ’bout
They always talkin’ ’bout guns, postin’ guns
They doin’ it for the money
See I came from shit, know what I’m sayin’, so I do what I want
That’s why 2Pac was so great, you feel me?
He spoke his mind
Nigga ain’t gotta be no gangster
Everybody with me ain’t no gangsters
You know what I’m sayin’, everybody with me ain’t no killers
Everybody with me don’t get money
You know what I’m sayin’, but we gon’ make that shit work
We gon’ put the money niggas with the money niggas
We gon’ put the killers with the killers, know what I’m sayin’
And let it get treacherous for niggas, you know?
For real, for real

DNCE – Dance lyrics

[Verse 1]
Baby I, I got something to say t-t-tonight
What you got to say?
Every time I try to find the words
Don’t come out right

And I can’t stop thinking about you
No I can’t stop thinking about you
Do you want me?
Do you need me?
Cause I think I’m falling in love

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Verse 2]
Beating heart
Racing in my chest
It’s beating hard, yeah
Pretty girl
Let’s take it all the way
Across the world

Cause I can’t stop thinking about you
No I can’t stop thinking about you
Do you want me? (do you want me?)
Do you need me? (do you need me?)
Cause I think I’m falling in love (I think I’m falling in love)

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Bridge]
Be my only one, and only for me
I’ll be your amor, be my [?]
Be my only one, and only for me
I’ll be your amor, be my [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t go baby, bye-bye-bye
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night
Oh no, don’t be sh-sh-shy-shy
Tell me that you want me to-ni-ni-night

[Chorus]
Baby, dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me
Come on and dance with me
Come on and dance with me
Clap your hands with me
Go to France with me

[Outro]
Baby, baby we can go there

Pupajim – Rub A Dub Anthem

The song i would sing is not about the war
Not about the drugs, and not about the star
The story i would tell you its about a style of song
That style of song come from the underground
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is the style with the micro {function ta}?
Following the bass and then the down tom pressure
The kick give me the tempo the hi-hat follow me
Yes the skunk make me move and give me energy
So move your dancing feet and your body
This is not a wicked joke this is reality
Show me your favorite stance you use in di dance
All over the world and even in our France
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is a fashion to people it come from
from daddy U-roy to KRS One
It’s from rub a dub, they rub and they dub
The flow, the technics, they’re out of the talk
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Inna di east inna di west
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world
The H the I the G the H the T the O the N the E here come
the Rub a dub holme
Rub a dub anthem (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is the style with the micro {function ta}?
Following the bass and then the down tom pressure
The kick give me the tempo the hi-hat follow me
Yes the skunk make me move and give me energy
So move your dancing feet and your body
This is not a wicked joke this is reality
Show me your favorite stance you use in di dance
All over di world and even in our France
This is the rub-a-dub anthem, (3x)
To your family your crew and your friend
Cause rub-a-dub is a fashion to people it come from
From daddy U-roy to KRS One
It’s from rub a dub, they rub and they dub
The flow, the technics, they’re out of the talk
Rub a dub inna di north inna di south that time we rub a dub
Inna da east inna da west
Rub a dub all wide world
Rub a dub all wide world (bis)

Remy Ma – Wake Me Up (feat. Lil’ Kim)

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy duffed ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch, inf beam bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a meme bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met him, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

Remy Ma Feat. Lil Kim – Wake Me Up Lyrics


(Verse 1: Remy Ma)
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy ducked ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen b*tch I been, b*tch
Body a guy for my guy make you a mean b*tch
I’m his dream b*tch
Mean b*tch, take one for the team b*tch!

(Hook: Lil’ Kim)
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You b*tches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass b*tches is done
So wake me up early!

(Verse 2: Remy Ma)
I’m rich, I’mma stay that b*tch!
You fake-ass b*tch, you owe homage, pay that sh*t!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that sh*t
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that sh*t!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and sh*t
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that sh*t!
I hate that sh*t, I can make or break your sh*t
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them sh*ts!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that sh*t
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that b*tch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
B*tch, you so thirsty, obey that sh*t
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that b*tch!

(Hook: Lil’ Kim)
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You b*tches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass b*tches is done
So wake me up early!

(Bridge: Lil’ Kim)
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

(Hook: Lil’ Kim)
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You b*tches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass b*tches is done
So wake me up early!

Remy Ma – Wake Me Up Lyrics

[Verse 1: Remy Ma]
If Peter Piper picked ’em, I bet you Remy ducked ’em
I told you not to touch ’em, it’s not up for discussion!
All my clothes is custom, straight from France
My hands like Mayweather’s, all my friends 8 and better!
I get a lot of money, honey
Queen Bitch I been, bitch
Body a guy for my guy make you a mean bitch
I’m his dream bitch
Mean bitch, take one for the team bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
I’m rich, I’mma stay that bitch!
You fake-ass bitch, you owe homage, pay that shit!
Spray that fif’, the crown, I’mma take that shit
‘Cause you a clown and Homey don’t play that shit!
See, they ain’t slick, be talkin’ all cray and shit
And then you see ’em, they be like that they ain’t say that shit!
I hate that shit, I can make or break your shit
See, I got options, don’t make me weigh them shits!
I heard he lay that dick, you let him filet that fish
You just met ‘im, how he bae that quick?
I’ll say it to your face, don’t gotta relay that shit
If Nick-ole a Kid-man, OJ that bitch!
Take that trip, get money, make that lick
Take your pick; that’s your set, claim that clique!
Bitch, you so thirsty, obey that shit
If that’s your dog, I suggest you go train that bitch!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

[Bridge: Lil’ Kim]
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
Kimmy B don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!
If Queen Bee don’t trust ’em, I bet you Remy bust
Got these niggas on lock, but we never cuff!

[Hook: Lil’ Kim]
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
You bitches ain’t humble ‘nough
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come!
Wake me up, mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
Mmm, when the mornin’ come
These fake-ass bitches is done
So wake me up early!

Tyga – Nigga Wit Money

Uh
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big old ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

Yea, big ass ring with the big ass links
My Becky in Atlanta ass like a Georgia peach
How that shit fit on a toilet seat
And my new bitch walk like that shit don’t stink
(Mm mm mm) shit don’t stink
Fuck around with me I got that big old mink
I gotta drag that bitch on the floor
Pour up and then we make a porn (mm mm mm)
Go on and back it up (mm mm mm)
U-haul truck
Tattoos whoa voom scarred up
I get high off the money that’s star bucks
Yea, that’s star bucks
I got a few dtf’s and they down to fuck
I slide in like a parking lot
I get, I get, pussy a lot

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money

What I’mma do, keep getting this money
And what you gon’ do, flip through the gram
Made a movie, we shot it in France
I did it cause I can bitch we was in Cannes (mm mm mm)
Brunch on the sand
Four bracelets I’m the new Killa Cam
Earrings, band
New watches, bananas
Banana in pajamas
The cock is banana (Panda panda)
I got broads in Atlanta (Panda panda)
I got broads in Havana
I got broads on Lufthansa
The bitch just text, she left her bra in the Phantom (mm mm mm)
Sabotage
And that Cartier say it’s savage time
Webbie on repeat, it’s Savage Life
I hit my girl last night, and her friend tonight (mm mm mm)
Yea bitch, I’m the shit
Me and your nigga we opposite
I can make you famous I need five percent
I get it, I get it, poppin’ bitch

You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money

I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
Nigga with money

Asap Rocky – Hear Me Lyrics

ASAP ROCKY
Hear Me Lyrics

[Verse 1: A$AP Rocky]
First of all, I would like to start by saying
I’m the motherf**king man, just thought I’d let you niggas know, hear me?
If the shit hit the fan and these rappers start
The pen coming at you niggas’ throats, hear me?
Do it big out in Cannes
At the film festival, nigga, every year I go, hear me?
Big dick, that’s my man
Keep forty bitches round, bring ’em everywhere I go
Hear me? Hear me? Chilling on a boat
In the south of France, island happened off the coast
Saint-Tropez when I’m waving to the folks
Got the young trap lord with me looking like the Pope, hear me?
Grew up living broke
Before we’d seen it all, niggas had to dream it all
Don’t you compare me cause there ain’t nobody near me
They don’t see me but they feel me
They don’t feel me but they feel me, they hear me

[Hook: A$AP Rocky & Pharrell]
Hear me?
Young niggas doing what it takes to survive
Hear me?
Young niggas only pay attention if it’s fly
Hear me?
All I ever hope to do is prosper when I strive
Hear me?
If they ain’t playing in the game then they hating on the side
Hear me?

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Black dark shades, black leather jacket
Bad chick on my arm got me looking like The Fonz, hear me?
We the champions and about to get a ring same size as LeBron’s, hear me? Hear me?
Yeah, life is a bitch and it’s no holds barred, every man for themselves, hear me? Hear me?
And if you ain’t a man and your name ain’t Solange
Keep your hands to yourself, hear me?
But I don’t know them grown folks’ business
The thoughts that they plant like it’s photosynthe-sis
In your bits, put their nose all in it
I bring ’em to the light with my photogenics
Hear me? f**k all those critics
If Flacko on the booth, that mean a killer on the loose, ooh
Don’t you compare me cause there ain’t nobody near me
They don’t see me but they feel me
They don’t feel me but they fear me, they hear me

[Hook: A$AP Rocky]
Hear me? Hear me?
Young niggas doing what it takes to survive
Hear me? Hear me?
Young niggas only pay attention if it’s fly
Hear me? Hear me?
All I ever hope to do is prosper when I strive
Hear me?
If they ain’t playing in the game then they hating on the side

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
Uh, third verse, turn to third gear
I left a couple things out like the third wheel
These niggas lying on tracks without a third rail
Cause yeah, I’m only stating facts when I’m saying on wax
In your ear like I’m cleaning out the wax
They don’t hear me like they’re deaf, “it was wack”, was dirt there?
Hear me? Yes, I gotta talk about the trap
Matter of fact, let me talk about rap cause I’ve served here
Yeah, hear me? Hear me?
Man, f**k the bullshit cause now I’m in my zone, hear me? Hear me?
I hear the same bullshit in every other song, hear me?
So I try to give ’em something different, listen when I’m on, hear me? Hear me?
Saddest thing about it is they only pay attention and they miss you when you’re gone, hear me? Hear me?

Take A Mic – Boite Noire (Boite Noire Album)

[Couplet 1]
Si j’veux, j’réfléchis pas, j’kicke
J’dois l’faire, j’t’allume pour ma clique
Meuf, ferme ta gueule, astique
J’suis en train d’percer askip
Devant l’micro, j’suis agile
J’monte sur scène, j’suis habile
J’dois faire un max de fric
Comme ça, j’retourne aux abîmes
Ma Saint-Laurent s’abîme
C’est comme ça qu’on s’habille
J’avance sur le terrain, on s’habitue
J’rappe c’que j’sais, j’fais pas d’études
C’est la vodka qui brûle mon foi
C’est l’avocat qui parle pour moi
J’ai toujours été sûr de moi
Même en r à la fin du mois
J’écris des textes qu’ont pas d’sens
J’analyse les passants
J’suis l’meilleur mais patience
J’suis le médecin de ma science
Une seconde, là j’m’absente
Une seconde, là j’m’absente

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

[Couplet 2]
J’sais même plus c’qu’on disait
Car y’a une bad bitch à dix heures
Les gens qui m’méprisaient
Prennent de mes nouvelles sur Deezer
Un salaire de misère
Nan jamais je m’y f’rai
C’est mon huitième projet
Y’a plus rien qui m’effraie
Maintenant qu’j’suis dans l’business, j’dois gérer mon budget
Le p’tit est productif, j’suis en excès d’vitesse
Du swag au milieu d’la tess, les seules McQueen dans la pièce
De Suisse provient l’appel, y’a qu’sa voix qui m’apaise
Fuck la France, les lois et sa mentalité
Pour des papiers d’identité, les keufs ont brutalisés
On vend du shit, d’la beuh, d’la C de très bonne qualité
Impuissant quand c’est nos impôts qui sont détournés

[Refrain] x2
Si vous retrouvez ma boîte noire
S’il vous plait, stoppez l’abattoir
Faites bon usage de mes mémoires
Personne n’est parfait, gros même-moi
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)
Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer (Mais j’fais tout pour évoluer)

Break up every night – The Chainsmokers lyrics

Lyrics The Chainsmokers – Break up every night

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

“Give me time, give me space, give me reason.”
That’s what you tell me when you’re leaving
Change your mind every night like the seasons
You’re insatiable.

And I know you say you want it now (want it now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy.

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

Been to France one time and you’re Parisian
Joined the real world, new season
Check my phone, check my pulse, ain’t a reason
I kinda love it though.

And I know you say you need me now (need me now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy.

She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every niiight
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?
She wants to break up every night versuri-lyrics.info
She wants to break up every niiight
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it.

So I build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again, ohhh.

She wants to break up every niiight
She wants to break up every niiight
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every niiight
Then tries to f*ck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel ittt?
The Chainsmokers lyrics
Video night

The Chainsmokers – Break Up Every Night (On SNL) (Live)

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

[Verse 1]
"Give me time, give me space, give me reason."
That’s what you tell me when you’re leaving
Change your mind every night like the seasons
You’re insatiable

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know you say you want it now (want it now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

[Verse 2]
Been to France one time and you’re Parisian
Joined the real world, new season
Check my phone, check my pulse, ain’t a reason
I kinda love it though

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know you say you need me now (need me now)
Give me the runaround (runaround)
Which one am I with now?
She’s got seven personalities, every one’s a tragedy

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it

[Bridge]
So I build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again
Build the bridges up, the bridges up
Build the bridges up again, oh

[Chorus]
She wants to break up every night
She wants to break up every night
Don’t wanna wait until she finally decides to feel it
She wants to break up every night
Then tries to fuck me back to life
How can I help it if I like the way she makes me feel it?

Future – Selfish (feat. Rihanna) (Hndrxx Album)

[Intro: Rihanna]
Oooh, yeah

[Verse 1: Rihanna]
It was right
Even though it felt wrong
Nothin’ ever stopped you
From showin’ your progression suddenly

[Bridge: Rihanna & Future]
Broken lies
Driving backwards
Making all the wrong turns
Saying all the wrong words
Dodging angels

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Let’s be one
Oh, let’s not be alone
Empty thoughts fill the room
Breathe for me and I’ll breathe for you

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight
Tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
I just hit the lick, south of France
Currency exchange, lookin’ fancy
If that money dirty, make it dance
25 karats cost a mansion
Gold rose petals, bottle standin’
Came from the concrete, takin’ chances
Pop gold Ace like a Xanny
I just need the blessin’ from your family
Broken lies
Ain’t no love without us
It will die
Roses turn into dust
Every night
We gettin’ more popular
Wrong is right
When it comes to us

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Tonight, let’s be selfish
Selfish, tonight, tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Rihanna & Future]
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Ohh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ooooh, oooo-oooo-oooh
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Let’s be
Let’s be selfish
Yeah, yeah

Be Our Guest (From “Beauty And The Beast”)

[LUMIÈRE, spoken]
Ma chère Mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents: your dinner!

(sung)
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin ’round your neck, cherie
And we’ll provide the rest
Soup du jour
Hot hors d’oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff, it’s delicious
Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes
They can sing, they can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you’ll
Be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest!

Beef ragout
Cheese soufflé
Pie and pudding, en flambé
We’ll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret!
You’re alone
And you’re scared
But the banquet’s all prepared
No one’s gloomy or complaining
While the flatware’s entertaining
We tell jokes! I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks

[Hook]
And it’s all in perfect taste
That you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You’ve won your own free pass
To be our guest
If you’re stressed
It’s fine dining we suggest

Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!
Get your worries off your chest
Let us say for your entree
We’ve an array; may we suggest:
Try the bread! Try the soup!
When the croutons loop de loop
It’s a treat for any dinner
Don’t belive me? Ask the china
Singing pork! Dancing veal!
What an entertaining meal!
How could anyone be gloomy and depressed?
We’ll make you shout "encore!"
And send us out for more
So, be our guest!
Lumiere:
Be our guest!
Chorus:
Be our guest!

[Mrs. Potts]
It’s a guest! It’s a guest!
Sake’s alive, well I’ll be blessed!
Wine’s been poured and thank the Lord
I’ve had the napkins freshly pressed
With dessert, she’ll want tea
And my dear that’s fine with me
While the cups do their soft-shoein’
I’ll be bubbling, I’ll be brewing
I’ll get warm, piping hot
Heaven’s sakes! Is that a spot?
Clean it up! We want the company impressed
We’ve got a lot to do!
Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest!
(She’s our guest!)
She’s our guest!
(Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!)

[Lumiere]
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who’s not serving
He’s not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful…
Suddenly those good old days are gone
Ten years we’ve been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!

[Hook]
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Our command is your request
It’s been years since we’ve had anybody here
And we’re obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight’s still glowing
Let us help you, we’ll keep going

[Lumiere with Hook]
Course by course, one by one
‘Til you shout, "Enough! I’m done!"
Then we’ll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you’ll prop your feet up
But for now, let’s eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!

Tee Grizzley – From The D To The A (feat. Lil Yachty)

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than bitches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just fucked a ho out in France
Paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I’m really up
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next
Don’t play around on my phone, ho, gimme sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s Rolex
Grizzley up next, I’m up now
Strap your bullet vest

[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
550, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that? 8 bands
Hit the store and get some rubber bands
Let’s get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat
Secure the bag, nigga

[Verse 3: Lil Yachty]
Oh that bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
Asian lil’ ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don’t scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those Air Mags
All up in Neiman’s, coppin’ shit like fuck a price tag
I’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap nigga in the game that I’m callin’
If I need help, I’ll dial it by my se-celf

[Verse 4: Tee Grizzley]
You swear your bitch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic
Chop with the laser, get decapitated
Can’t smoke, I’m on papers, hold on… this my Jamaican (love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I’m steady prayin’
Ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
Fuck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, "I’m done with you
I got a situation, baby"

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]
Well shit, bro, let me get her then
I’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
Nigga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
Gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like I’m Taliban

[Verse 6: Tee Grizzley]
Like I’m Taliban, how we drop shit, go
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped
Don’t ask the price if you know you ain’t tryna cop shit

[Verse 7: Lil Yachty]
You the type to look around but never cop shit, ayy
I’m the type to buy the store, make ’em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ cockpit

[Verse 8: Tee Grizzley]
Yachty I might stop rappin’ for this one reason
If the Feds hear this shit I’m doin’ a hundred seasons
In the hood, shootin’ craps in my Yeezys
Put angels on you niggas who be playin’ like y’all demons, you dig?

[Verse 9: Lil Yachty]
Middle finger to them niggas hatin’ and fakin’
They plottin’ on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga livin’ will respect this collaboration

[Verse 10: Tee Grizzley]
We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winnin’ one more time, I’m pullin’ trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out
In other words, I’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down

[Verse 11: Lil Yachty]
From the D to the A, put respect on it
If that’s your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it?
I’m from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease

[Verse 12: Tee Grizzley]
Lease, nigga
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, bitch you heard Yachty
Wraith comin’ this summer, I’ma have your bitch drivin’
Bitch!

From the D to the A – Tee Grizzley lyrics

Lyrics Tee Grizzley – From the d to the a

Off top, run a nigga out his socks
Niggas talk more than b*tches
Niggas really be on cock though
Just f*cked a ho out in France
Paint her face like Picasso
I iced out my vatos, I’m really up
Big ass Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next
Don’t play around on my phone, ho, gimme sex
Watch on my wrist out of date, but it’s Rolex
Grizzley up next, I’m up now
Strap your bullet vest.(from the d to the a)

550, 600 hundreds
700 20’s, let’s get straight to it
800 10’s, what’s that? 8 bands
Hit the store and get some rubber bands
Let’s get straight to it
Everybody come together, everybody got the plan
He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your ass
Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain’t movin’ fast
Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat
Secure the bag, nigga.

Oh that bag secure, that’s on my mama, bro
Asian lil’ ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow
Made that shit double, got an Uzi, I don’t scuffle
Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag
Niggas only aimin’ in the sky, call those Air Mags
All up in Neiman’s, coppin’ shit like f*ck a price tag
I’m ballin’, ain’t near a rap nigga in the game that I’m callin’
If I need help, I’ll dial it by my ..

You swear your b*tch faithful, she sent her location
I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic
Chop with the laser, get decapitated
Can’t smoke, I’m on papers, hold on… this my Jamaican (love one)
Niggas want me dead, so I’m steady prayin’
Ain’t no disrespect without retaliation
f*ck a hotel, I hit her in the basement
Text her later like, “I’m done with you
I got a situation, baby”.

Well shit, bro, let me get her then
I’ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion’s den
Nigga talkin’ down, my bro got more heat than a fryin’ pan
Gucci ’round my hair, wrapped tight like Taliban.

Like I’m Taliban, how we drop shit, go
Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped
Don’t ask the price if you know you’re not tryna cop shit.

You the type to look around but never cop shit
Ayy, I’m the type to buy the store, make ’em restock it, ayy
Beam on everything I own, I will not miss
Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin’ cockpit.

Yachty I might stop rappin’ for this one reason
If the fans hear this shit I’m doin’ a hundred seasons
In the hood, shootin’ craps in my Yeezys versuri-lyrics.info
Put angels on you niggas who be playin’ like y’all demons, you dig?

Middle finger to them niggas hatin’ and fakin’
They plottin’ on my death, I give their mothers deep penetration
Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation
Every real nigga livin’ will respect this collaboration.

We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out
Say you winnin’ one more time, I’m pullin’ trophies out
Niggas know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out
In other words, I’m with all shooters that’ll blow you down.

From the D to the A, put respect on it
If that’s your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it?
I’m from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth
I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease.

Lease, nigga
Chain on my dresser next to my indictment
When they said not guilty I was so excited
From the A to the D, b*tch you heard Yachty
Wraith comin’ this summer, I’ma have your b*tch drivin’
B*tchhh!
Tee Grizzley lyrics
Video A

Prince & The New Power Generation – Sexy MF

In a word or two, it’s you I wanna do
No not your body, youe mind you fool
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

We’re all alone in a villa on the Rivera
That’s in France on the south side in case you care
Out of all yoor friends I wanna be the closest
That’s why I tell you things so you’ll be the mostest
When it comes to life, to be this man’s wife
You got to be well educated on the subject of fights
I mean prevention of, in other words
It’s R E A L meaning of this thing called love

Are you up on this?
If so, then you can get up off hug and a kiss

Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

We need to talk about things, tell me what cha do
Tell me what cha eat, I might cook for you
See it really don’t matter ’cause it’s all about me and you
Ain’t no one else around

I’m even with the blindfold, gagged and bound
I don’t mind, see this ain’t about sex
It’s all about love being in charge of this life and the next
Why all the cosmic talk?

I just want you smarter than I’ll ever be
When we take that walk

Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

Horns stand please
I like it, I like it

You seem perplexed I haven’t taken you yet
Can’t you see I’m harder than a man can get
I got wet dreams comin’ out of my ears
I get hard if the wind blows your cologne near me

But I can take it, ’cause I want the whole nine
This ain’t about the body, it’s about the mind

Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker
Come here baby, yeah
You sexy motherfucker

Tommy Barbarella in the house
Scrub the dishes

Come here Tommy, yeah
Sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy
Levi, levi, fly
Ooh man, let’s give ’em some more good shit

I like it, I like it
Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass

Guard your folks and get your daughter
The sexy motherfucker’s so fine I could drink her bathwater
A long, leggy 5 foot 8, packing an ass as tight as a grape
I want to spit some game but I said to myself

Just conversate, ‘cuz I’m usually quite the calm one
You never found me out prowling boy, I’m just havin’ fun
I’m happy to change my state of mind for this behind
I bet that if you threw that ass into the air it would turn into sunshine

Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass

Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass
Sexy motherfucker shakin’ that ass
Shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass
You sexy motherfucker

Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
You sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker, sexy motherfucker
Sexy motherfucker

Future – Selfish Lyrics

[Intro: Rihanna]
Oooh, yeah

[Verse 1: Rihanna]
It was right
Even though it felt wrong
Nothin’ ever stopped you
From showin’ your progression suddenly

[Bridge: Rihanna & Future]
Broken lies
Driving backwards
Making all the wrong turns
Saying all the wrong words
Dodging angels

[Pre-Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Let’s be one
Oh, let’s not be alone
Empty thoughts fill the room
Breathe for me and I’ll breathe for you

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight
Tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Future]
I just hit the liquor side of France
Currency exchange, lookin’ fancy
If that money dirty, make it dance
25 karats cost a mansion
Gold rose petals, bottle standin’
Came from the concrete, takin’ chances
Pop gold Ace like a Xanny
I just need the blessin’ from your family
Broken lies
Ain’t no love without us
It will die
Roses turn into dust
Every night
We gettin’ more popular
Wrong is right
When it comes to us

[Chorus: Future & Rihanna]
Oh, let’s not be alone
Let’s not be alone
Tonight, let’s be selfish
Selfish, tonight, tonight
Let’s be selfish, selfish, baby
Tonight, tonight
Tonight, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Rihanna & Future]
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Ohh, ohh
Yeah, yeah
Ooooh, oooo-oooo-oooh
I’ll be selfish
Let’s be selfish
Let’s be
Let’s be selfish
Yeah, yeah

Busted – Air Hostess

(Let’s go!)
(Yeah! Alright!)

Walking through the terminal
I saw something beautiful
You left, for your duty call
Next I’m getting on the plane
That’s when I see you again
I can’t get you off my brain

(Let’s go)
That uniform you’re wearing
So hot I can’t stop staring
You’re putting on an awesome show
The cabin pressure’s rising
My coke has got no ice in there

(Chorus:)

Air hostess
I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly
But I feel much better
Occupy my mind
Writing you a love letter
I messed my pants
When we flew over France
Will I see you soon
In my hotel room
For a holiday romance?
Air hostess

Throwing peanuts down the aisle
Stupid but it made you smile
You came over for a while
Then you whispered in my ear
The words that I longed to hear
I want you to thrill me here

You can’t because you’re working
The paparazzi’s lurking
You didn’t know I’m in a band
In England people know me
One photo’s worth a hundred grand

(Chorus:)

Air hostess
I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly
But I feel much better
Occupy my mind
Writing you a love letter
I messed my pants
When we flew over France
Will I see you soon
In my hotel room
For a holiday romance?
Air hostess

Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na
Na, na na-na

That uniform you’re wearing
So hot I can’t stop staring
You’re putting on an awesome show
The plane has almost landed
So tell me where I’m standing now

(Chorus:)

Air hostess
I like the way you dress
You know I hate to fly
But I feel much better
Occupy my mind
Writing you a love letter
I messed my pants
When we flew over France
Will I see you soon
In my hotel room
For a holiday romance?
Air hostess

Cos you’re my air hostess
I love the way you dress
Air hostess
My air hostess
I love the way you dress
Air hostess

Beyonce – Baby Boy (feat. Sean Paul)

Sean Paul
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way – dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside – now hear what da man say – Beyonce
Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya
Beyonce sing it now ya

Beyonce’
baby boy you stay on my mind
fulfil my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy not a day goes by without my fantasies
I think about you all the time I see you in my dreams

Picture you in the West Indies
Feeling like royalty in the party
Picture me sexy in a two peice
Laying on exotic beaches in the white sand
Picture us gettin served breakfast
Five star sweets in the south of France
Picture this, being rich, shoppin for expensive gifts
Imagine we can do this all day
(whoa na na na)

Sean Paul
Ya ready gimme da ting dat ya ready get ya live
And tell me all about da tings that you will fantasize
I know you dig da way me step da way me make my stride
Follow your feelings baby girl b/c they cannot be denied
Come check me in-a night and make we get it amplified
Me have da ting to run da ship cause I’m go slip and I’m go slide
And in the words of love I got ta get it certified
But I give you da toughest longest kinda ride – girl

Beyonce’
Baby boy you stay on my mind
fuffil my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy not a day goes by without my fantasies
I think about you all the time I see you in my dreams

Picture you an african prince
Just looking at the water glistnin of my body
Picture me an indian princess
Dominate this from the house of cartiae
Picture us layin on silk sheets
lookin at the sun set sipping champagne
Picture this Me and you
doin what we wanna do
Imagine we could do this all day
(whoa na na na)

Baby boy you stay on my mind
fuffil my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy not a day goes by without my fantasies(bye bye bye bye)
I think about you all the time I see you in my dreams

Baby boy you stay on my mind
Baby boy you are so damn fine
Baby boy wont you be mine
Baby boy lets conceive an angel
Baby boy you stay on my mind(ooooooo)
Baby boy you are so damn fine(oooooo)
Baby boy wont you be mine(ooooooo)
Baby boy lets conceive an angel

Sean Paul
Top top – girl
Me and you together is a wrap – dat girl
Driving around da town in your drop top – girl
You no stop shock – girl
Little more da Dutty, we’ll rock dat world
(Whoa na na na)

Beyonce’
Baby boy you stay on my mind
fuffil my fantasies(whoa na na na)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams(whoa na na na)
Baby boy not a day goes by without my fantasies(whoa na na na)
I think about you all the time I see you in my dreams

Beyonce'(Sean Paul)
We’re steppin it hotta(hotta hotta hotta yo)
We’re steppin it hotta(hotta hotta hotta yo)
I know your gonna like it
I know your gonna like it

Beyonce'(Sean Paul)
I’m steppin it hotta(hotta hotta hotta yo)
I’m steppin it hotta(hotta hotta hotta yo)
So dont you fight it
So dont you fight it