Rolling Stones – Starfucker Lyrics

Baby, baby, I’ve been so sad since you’ve been gone
way back to New York City
where you do belong
Honey, I missed your two toned kisses,
legs wrapped around me tight
If I ever get back to Fun City, girl,
I’m gonna make you scream all night.

Honey, honey, call me on the telephone,
I know you’re movin’ out to Hollywood
with your can of tasty foam
All those beat up friends of mine
got to get you in their gloves
And lead guitars and movie stars
get in the tub and get your hood.

Yeah! You’re a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star
yeah, a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star,
a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker star.

Yeah, I heard about you Polaroid’s,
now that’s what I call obscene,
your tricks with fruit was kind a cute,
I bet you keep your p*ssy clean.

Honey, I miss your two tone kisses,
legs wrapped around me tight.
If I ever get back to New York, girl,
gonna make you scream all night.

Yeah! You’re a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star
yeah, a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star,
a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker star.

Yeah, Ali McGraw got mad with you
for givin’ head to Steve McQueen,
yeah, you and me we made a pretty pair,
ballin’ through the Silver Screen.
Honey, I’m open to anything
I don’t know where to draw the line.
Yeah, I’m makin’ bets that you don’t get
John Wayne before he dies.

Yeah! You’re a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star
yeah, a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star,
a star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker, star f*cker star.

21 Savage – Lettuce Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Young nigga got the streets on lock
Young nigga got a 30 on his Glock
I’m a addict at chasing paper, can’t stop
Put your arm inside the bowl until it lock
Drop my nuts and let’em hang, nigga I’m gang
Two revolvers on my waist, John Wayne
Fucking this ratchet bitch I made “?”
Nigga I keep the shit “?”
Yeah, pop the shit
Yeah,rich nigga convo
Nigga, talk that shit
Yah, sipping out syrup I don’t need cough up shit
Yah, real shooters with me like the chalk up shit

Nigga real talk, got a real bowl and a real fork
Whip real hard, this a real sword
Bitch I’m Slaughter Gang, we hit real hard
Nigga we don’t know y’all boys
Y’all ain’t making no noise
Hang with real trappers, nigga we ain’t doing no “?”
Got a Christian Lou’ fetish, count a lotta lettuce
Bank account heavy, money long and I’m deadly

Oh my God, still hanging in the six, nigga
Oh my God, and I came from selling this, nigga
Oh my God, Savage made a couple hits, nigga
Oh my God, but I’m known for sending hits, nigga
Oh my God, I might do the “?”, nigga
Oh my God, (?) on the street, nigga
Oh my God, I act a asshole, bitch boy
Got me back in Savage Mode

[Verse 2: St. Laz]

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
(2x)
Nigga we don’t know y’all boys
Y’all ain’t making no noise
Hang with real trappers, nigga we ain’t doing no “?”
Got a Christian Lou’ fetish, count a lotta lettuce
Bank account heavy, money long and I’m deadly

Kacey Musgraves – High Horse (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Oh, I bet you think you’re John Wayne
Showing up and shooting down everybody
You’re classic in the wrong way
And we all know the end of the story

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause everyone knows someone who kills the buzz
Every time they open up their mouth
Yeah, everyone knows someone who knows someone
Who thinks they’re cooler than everybody else

[Chorus]
And I think we’ve seen enough, seen enough
To know that you ain’t ever gonna come down
So, why don’t you giddy up, giddy up
And ride straight out of this town
You and your high horse
You and your high horse

[Verse 2]
I bet you think you’re first place
Yeah, someone should give you a ribbon
And put you in the hall of fame
For all the games that you think that you’re winning

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause everyone knows someone who kills the buzz
Every time they open up their mouth
Yeah, everyone knows someone who knows someone
Who thinks they’re cooler than everybody else

[Chorus]
And I think we’ve seen enough, seen enough
To know that you ain’t ever gonna come down
So, why don’t you giddy up, giddy up
And ride straight out of this town
You and your high horse
You and your high horse

[Bridge]
Darling, you take the high horse and I’ll take the high road
If you’re too good for us, you’ll be good riding solo

[Chorus]
Yeah, I think we’ve seen enough, seen enough
To know that you ain’t ever gonna come down
So, why don’t you giddy up, giddy up
And ride straight out of this town
You and your high horse
You and your high horse
High horse
You ain’t ever gonna come down
You ain’t ever gonna come down

Diiix – John Wayne (Tigris Album)

[Couplet]
J’suis autour du sac, je le frappe
Mes démons ne me lâchent pas la grappe
Je repense à ce qu’on m’avait dit
Pour voler pas besoin de cape
Puma sur les pieds je les fuis
Réveille toi c’est entre les lignes qu’il faut lire
Tu sauras bientôt qui je suis
En beaucoup moins de temps qu’il n’en faut pour le dire
J’ai pas d’épiderme c’est du cuir
Gourmand je vais partir en chasse pour les cuire
J’ai bien vu l’écart se réduire
J’ai fais tout un scénario pour la séduire
L’atterrissage c’est pas le pire
Projet grand comme Alexandre et son empire
Si t’abandonnes tu vas subir
La mort se donne en un soupir
Tout est déjà écrit t’as même pas idée
Machine dernier cri moteur débridé
A qui profite vraiment le crime ?
Là c’est parfait ça rime
Dixy est un chasseur de prime
Haine dans l’oeil depuis la primaire

[Refrain]
Toujours cagoulé fuck la gonorrhée
Tu me parles de quoi ? T’as l’air dépassé
J’me sens comme John Wayne j’vais tout arroser
Et ça tu le sais ouais

[Couplet]
Si tu dis blanc mais que tu fais noir
Pour toi j’aurais toujours du mépris
C’est en trébuchant que j’ai appris
Les mains tendues vers le ciel je prie
J’ai promis de marquer les buts
J’ai promis de casser les murs
La potion magique je l’ai bue
Donc que me réserve le futur ?
Faire les bails je le dois
Dans la prise mets les doigts
Les shots de Mezcal je les bois
Tigris et le Dixy c’est moi
J’ai mon alibi j’étais pas la
Lames aiguisées du coup rayées sont les parois
J’suis pas ton pote on en est pas la
J’arrive bientôt je ne suis pas loin
Yassa pas gratin dauphinois
Ce que tu vois c’est pas ce que tu crois
Dans la cuisine depuis des mois
Imprimez moi un nouveau foie
Le tigre est le roi de la jungle
Je parle de la vraie, pas celle de Calais
Du jeu j’ai sorti mon épingle
Négro est grand et Sénégalais

[Refrain]
Toujours cagoulé fuck la gonorrhée
Tu me parles de quoi ? T’as l’air dépassé
J’me sens comme John Wayne j’vais tout arroser
Et ça tu le sais ouais

[Couplet]
La semtex est collée donc t’es éliminé
Son fond et ses formes j’ai du examiner
6 7 8 9 10 le combat est terminé
T’es tombé sur le Diiix donc ta défaite tu vas la ruminer
Je rentre dans la pièce et je tire dans le tas
Un western c’est un western
Peu importe la manière on veut des résultats
J’suis dans des thèmes très très ternes
Y’a pas deux poids deux mesures
Je vais faire un plouf sur la Côte d’Azur
36 degrés : la température
On pensera à toi ça c’est sur
Ca c’est juste l’apéritif
J’aime quand mes tigreaux sortent les griffes
De la 5e planète j’suis natif
Que ceux qui m’aiment me suivent

[Refrain]
Toujours cagoulé fuck la gonorrhée
Tu me parles de quoi ? T’as l’air dépassé
J’me sens comme John Wayne j’vais tout arroser
Et ça tu le sais ouais

Colt Ford – Reload (feat. Taylor Ray Holbrook) Lyrics

[Chorus]
Don’t take my kindness for weakness
Ohh nooo
Don’t take my silence for ignorance
Ohh nooo
So if you into stepping over lines
Stomping on my way in life
There is two things you need to know
We don’t retreat, we reload

[Verse 1]
Always into giving a helping hand
But never take a handout
Shaking hands to sign a deal
That’s what we still about
Keep sweat on our brow
When dirt on our plow
And hope for making the future for the ones we care about
It’s a tradition
Passed down like hand me downs jeans with stitches
That humble background is rolling through our system
Flowing like a river
Bread to be a hero
Would never play the victim
Never start nothing but we will finish it
So don’t be so quick to run your lips
Cuz you can get slapped
By the same hand that I would have helped you with
Somebody tell em

[Chorus]
Don’t take my kindness for weakness
Ohh nooo
Don’t take my silence for ignorance
Ohh nooo
So if you into stepping over lines
Stomping on my way in life
There is two things you need to know
We don’t retreat, we reload

[Verse 2]
A lot of time we don’t speak
We just listen
Silence is a virtue
Try it and find out what you been missing
Although we keep our distance
We peek over the fence
And think the world needs a lil John Wayne in it
Respect is earned
We say mam, miss, sir
Salute those who served
Cuz it’s well deserved
The first to call you out if you lying
But the last to kick you out if you trying
We are the worst folks to those who kick us when we down
But the best to those who always been around
Friends for life
Trespassers get shot
Wants survivors
Shot twice

[Chorus]
Don’t take my kindness for weakness
Ohh nooo
Don’t take my silence for ignorance
Ohh nooo
So if you into stepping over lines
Stomping on my way in life
There is two things you need to know
We don’t retreat, we reload

No we don’t retreat, we reload

Lady GaGa – John Wayne

[Intro: Spoken]
It’s like, I just love a cowboy
You know
I’m just like, I just, I know, it’s bad
But I’m just like
Can I just like, hang off the back of your horse
And can you go a little faster?!

[Verse 1]
3 am, mustang speedin’
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight, he laughs
Runnin’ through the red lights
Hollerin’ over, rubber spinnin’
Big swig, toss another beer can
Too lit, tonight, prayin’
On the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Verse 2]
Blue collar and a red-state treasure
Love junkie on a three-day bender
His grip, so hard, eyes glare
Trouble like a mug shot
Charged up, ’cause the man’s on a mission
1-2 ya, the gears are shiftin’
He called, I cried, we broke
Racin’ through the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Bridge]
So here I go
To the eye
Of the storm
Just to feel your love
Knock me over
Here I go
Into our love storm

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

Lady GaGa – John Wayne (Joanne Deluxe Edition Album) letras

[Intro: Spoken]
It’s like, I just love a cowboy
You know
I’m just like, I just, I know, it’s bad
But I’m just like
Can I just like, hang off the back of your horse
And can you go a little faster?!

[Verse 1]
3 am, mustang speedin’
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight, he laughs
Runnin’ through the red lights
Hollerin’ over, rubber spinnin’
Big swig, toss another beer can
Too lit, tonight, prayin’
On the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Verse 2]
Blue collar and a red-state treasure
Love junkie on a three-day bender
His grip, so hard, eyes glare
Trouble like a mug shot
Charged up, ’cause the man’s on a mission
1-2 ya, the gears are shiftin’
He called, I cried, we broke
Racin’ through the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Bridge]
So here I go
To the eye
Of the storm
Just to feel your love
Knock me over
Here I go
Into our love storm

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

Lady Gaga – John Wayne

[Intro: Spoken]
It’s like, I just love a cowboy
You know
I’m just like, I just, I know, it’s bad
But I’m just like
Can I just like, hang off the back of your horse
And can you go a little faster?!

[Verse 1]
3 am, mustang speedin’
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight, he laughs
Runnin’ through the red lights
Hollerin’ over, rubber spinnin’
Big swig, toss another beer can
Too lit, tonight, prayin’
On the moonlight
[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Verse 2]
Blue collar and a red-state treasure
Love junkie on a three-day bender
His grip, so hard, eyes glare
Trouble like a mug shot
Charged up, ’cause the man’s on a mission
1-2 ya, the gears are shiftin’
He called, I cried, we broke
Racin’ through the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Bridge]
So here I go
To the eye
Of the storm
Just to feel your love
Knock me over
Here I go
Into our love storm

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

Lady Gaga – John Wayne lyrics

[Intro: Spoken]
It’s like, I just love a cowboy
You know
I’m just like, I just, I know, it’s bad
But I’m just like
Can I just like, hang off the back of your horse
And can you go a little faster?!

[Verse 1]
3 am, mustang speedin’
Two lovers, headed for a dead end
Too fast, hold tight, he laughs
Runnin’ through the red lights
Hollerin’ over, rubber spinnin’
Big swig, toss another beer can
Too lit, tonight, prayin’
On the moonlight
[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Verse 2]
Blue collar and a red-state treasure
Love junkie on a three-day bender
His grip, so hard, eyes glare
Trouble like a mug shot
Charged up, ’cause the man’s on a mission
1-2 ya, the gears are shiftin’
He called, I cried, we broke
Racin’ through the moonlight

[Pre-Chorus]
Every John is just the same
I’m sick of their city games
I crave a real wild man
I’m strung out on John Wayne

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne

[Bridge]
So here I go
To the eye
Of the storm
Just to feel your love
Knock me over
Here I go
Into our love storm

[Chorus]
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne
(dat – doo – deet – doe)
(dat – doo – deet – doe, dat – doo – deet – doe)
Baby let’s get high, John Wayne