Romeich Parties With Diddy While Shenseea Show off Her Cakes In Miami

While Romeich was partying with Diddy in Miami, Shenseea was flaunting her cakes.

Romeich Major stepped his game up significantly and he has Shenseea‘s success to thank for that. Romeich spent last night in Los Angeles rubbing shoulders with hip-hop mogul Diddy. He chronicled the special moment in a post on his Instagram page. The post features a video that shows Romeich standing just behind Diddy in what appears to be a crowded party venue.

His caption on the post reads, “Just to be in the presence of the great @diddy is such an amazing Dream to me because he is one of the musical genius and business icon that I look up to [prayer hand emojis].”

He continues, “I remember couple years ago I was making @shenseea meet so much people now this girl out here letting me meet all these international icons…See what hard work do? Let you live you Dreams #oneteamonedream.”

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Romeich is obviously proud of both his and Shenseea’s accomplishments this far and is enjoying the fruits of their labor. In a series of posts on his stories last night, Romeich indicated that he was partying in LA and had to take a covid test prior to entering the venue. He then posted a video of a swab being taken for the test. The producer also shared several clips of LA from the roof of the building where we presume the party was being held.

While Romeich was obviously awed to be in the presence of Diddy, not all his followers were equally impressed, if any at all.

One Instagram account commented on Romeich’s post saying, “Am I the only one not impressed when our Jamaican celebs are star stucked by other celebs??? I think I get the bigger picture but ion like the actual picture.”

Fans were quick to come to Romeich’s defense, arguing that there was nothing wrong with the picture or his celebration of being in the presence of great people.

One fan responded to the earlier fan’s comment saying, “I don’t think it’s star struck in this case. Being recognized or having the opportunity to meet top players in your industry especially on an international level makes you feel good / like you’re climbing and you’ll honestly feel the need to show gratitude and be grateful.”

Shenseea was partying at the same club with Romeich and Diddy although she was not visible in the video. She posted a pic on her Instagram showcasing her cakes and her outfit.

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Romeich, who started out as a designer, has expanded his empire to include many business ventures. He recently launched a new clothing line, Major by Romeich. He is also the Manager for several successful dancehall acts, including Shenseea, Teejay, and Ding Dong.

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Headie One – Edna Medley (Live at the BRIT Awards 2021) Lyrics

[Part I: “Know Better”]

[Intro: Headie One & Newsreader]
Some say it’s a symptom of societal failings–
It is a form of aggressive rap music known as drill
They should know better

[Part II: “Ain’t It Different”]

[Intro: Headie One & Lady Saw]
(Baby, are you up for this?)
Suh, suh, s-s-s-suh
(B-B-B-Baby, are you up for this?)

[Verse 1]
Ain’t it different? (One) I link my ting in LA
But I can’t fly to the States ‘cah I got too much convictions (Jheeze)
Apparently all I talk is prison, but I don’t know no different (No)
‘Cah I was in jail up north, runnin’ another coalition (Turn)
Fresh home, I bought coke and whipped it
I put some roses where my wrist is
You ain’t ever made a birthday cake from Digestive biscuits (Told me turm, ayy)
Will have to take lemon juice to a piss test (Piss test, s-s-s-suh)
Every day I look up to the Lord, give thanks for all this litness (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Come home, fresh out the system, gymnast
Rollin’ with smoke on my jones
Pigs want all the camera on me, not the one from Dipset (One)
I still can’t mix pleasure with business, sorry, princess (Princess)
I come a long way from broke days (Turn, turn)
I got to work and fixed it

[Chorus: Lady Saw & Headie One]
Baby, are you up for this?
I am feeling hot tonight
Ready for the bump and grind
Wheel it back and run it one more time, yeah, yeah
Baby, are you up for this? (Ain’t it different?)
I am feeling hot tonight (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Ready for the bump and grind
Wheel it back and run it one more time, yeah, yeah (Suh, suh, s-s-s-suh)

[Verse 2: AJ Tracey & Headie One]
Ain’t it different?
Spent like ten years grindin’
Covered in diamonds, never been minin’
Came through, man’s still shinin’
‘Cah I was in Homeford House with the pack
And now I’m in Dubai, limin’
Me and Headz landed abroad, two new kettles, perfect timin’
The new whip’s white on white, peanut butter, rose gold linin’
You can catch me in Central
Car so dumb, when I press this button, it’s gone, I don’t do rentals
Air 1’s fresher than menthol
I don’t wanna get ish lit, but the way that bro grip sticks ain’t gentle
Summer time shootouts, big big loot-outs
Get corn stuck in your dental (Turn, turn, turn, turn)

[Chorus: Lady Saw, Headie One & AJ Tracey]
Baby, are you up for this? (Ain’t it different? Let’s go)
I am feeling hot tonight (Aight, aight-a)
Ready for the bump and grind
Wheel it back and run it one more time, yeah, yeah (How we comin’? Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Headie One & AJ Tracey]
Oi, Headie, what we sayin’?
Turn, turn, turn
It’s been a tough year (Facts)
But teamwork gets the dream workin’ (On God)
It’s only right that we show love to the key workers
I’m gassed up when I’m leavin’ the booth
And I rep for the kids, I don’t need an excuse
The government say “Eat out to help”
But won’t help Rashford when he’s feedin’ the yutes
What else can the drill yutes rap ’bout (What else?)
Apart from my worst days? (Facts)
You see me on stage but I was in jail three birthdays
Standin’ here at the BRITs, but we ain’t seen as British
We ain’t finished, we got more plaques for the critics

[Part III: “Princess Cuts”]

[Intro: Young T]
Woo, ayy
[Chorus: Young T, Young T & Bugsey]
Got twenty on my wrist, I’m going crazy
Canary princess cuts for my baby
Out the window, I can hear the Old Bailey
Sippin’ LOUIS XIII, I’m with a Casey
I made a wish, I got it, then I made a wish list
Bust case, was no witness
A hundred in a duffle bag, I got a big fish
Shorty, you need assistance

[Verse 1: Headie One, Bugsey & Young T]
My young boy got the stick like Moses with the Israelites (Uh)
Tellin’ them opp boys, “It’s on sight”
They ain’t outside, they stay inside
We can’t party if we can’t get the tray inside (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Shoe cocaine white, teeth Colgate white (Told me turn, ayy)
You know what it gets like, I just gotta step– (Told me turn)
Trackie and my sliders, I got beef that I still don’t let slide (What?)
All those double C’s, I got a Chanel side (What?)
I’m really blowin’ trees in the Middle East (Ayy)
Is you from the Philippines or Vietnamese? (Suh, s-s-s-suh, What?)
I don’t dance, but I can shake a leg (Told me turn)
I one-two step, Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Turn, turn, turn, turn)

[Verse 2: Bugsey, Young T & Headie One]
Heard you want a shoulder you can cry on (Whoop)
Rely on (Ayy), and you hope that really is me
Blow chronic, my rose gold flourish
I hold no solace, sweet wet coochie on me (Turn, turn)
Boasy and my baby gorgeous
A likkle mortgage, I need them flawless
I lick my thumb and I’m runnin’ it through these commas
Louis orders, get me more of this

[Chorus: Young T, Young T & Bugsey]
Got twenty on my wrist, I’m going crazy
Canary princess cuts for my baby
Out the window, I can hear the Old Bailey
Sippin’ LOUIS XIII, I’m with a Casey
I made a wish, I got it, then I made a wish list
Bust case, was no witness
A hundred in a duffle bag, I got a big fish
Shorty, you need assistance
Shorty, you need assistance

[Outro: Headie One]
Steady, lit

Marc E. Bassy – Atmosphere Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You gon’ see my top back when I’m flying by in a 65
Ace of spades pulled up while I drive
Girl, that’s your sound, turn me up one more time
Ooh, I like that baby, let the top go down
Throw your hands up higher

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, you a Westside girl
When the sun goes down, make you come alive
Nothing left to do but smoke and drive
And I got this special feeling, put this in your life
Nothing left to do, sit back and ride

[Chorus]
And let the wind blow through your hair
The world’s on fire but we don’t care
And nothing left for us to feel
Yeah, it’s different in this atmosphere

[Verse 2]
One good thing about LA traffic whеn it hit that stop
You come over from the passеnger and you climb on top
And I feel like I’m Billie and you’re Gloria
And even at home, yeah, girl I’ma reach that spot

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I’m a Westside boy
I’ma drop that top every chance I got
Make a good view for the angels that we lost
And don’t never think that you’ll be forgot
But right now baby, this moment here is all we got

[Chorus]
So let the wind blow through your hair
The world’s on fire but we don’t care
And nothing left for us to feel
Yeah, it’s different in this atmosphere

[Bridge]
See the mirrors painted of the heroes lookin’ from the sky
LA baby, where you live, and you dream, and you die
Gotta get it, I got it, I got it, I got it, can’t lie, no, no
Nothing left to do, sit back and ride

[Chorus]
And let the wind blow through your hair
The world’s on fire but we don’t care
And nothing left for us to feel
Yeah, it’s different in this atmosphere

42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch – 4 Da Gang Lyrics

[Intro: Scorpions with 42 Dugg]
You
I can’t wait for the nights with you
I imagine the things we’ll do

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
Ain’t nothin’ plain on me, nigga, four chains on me
I ain’t trippin’ ’bout that ho, nigga, she came on me
I got a bitch from the West, she’ll suck a nigga soul
Bitch from the East, she’ll fuck a nigga dawgs
Still playin’ with that raw even though I got a deal
Had to get up out the city, I just got a nigga killed
Pause, I’m lyin’, kinda, still sippin’ out the Fanta
OxyContin and Opanas, I want four-two for each
Niggas upped Lou for free, that’s my nigga, come and kick it
Mister still’ll serve the city, I’m the reason it’s some chicken
Why the fuck you in the kitchen tryna turn one?
Daire quit pullin’ on the blender ‘fore you burn somе
Baby say she want a real nigga, but she don’t gеt it
Why you ain’t never up at night? I told you I been sippin’
Still go harder for my niggas, wish I could bring you back
Turntest in the city, white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
Signed to CMG, still in the dope game
I don’t swipe propane, really got it out the mud
Big 4 Gang, catch me ridin’ with the thugs
And I got it on my own, ain’t nobody helped me
Remain humble, sell crack to dope fiends
You can’t “Lil’ bro” me, bitch, I really got a check
42 in this shit, I be really on that
Put the city on my back, still remember hard times
2018 was the year my dawg died

[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin’ up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA, always keep it a hunnid K

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
Number one nigga, but they’re never gon’ admit it
I was doin’ two-hundred in the ‘Rari and got a ticket
Every time they see me, they say they ain’t seen me in a minute
Probably fuckin’ on your bitches, probably runnin’ up the digits
Forgiato wheels, both lanes
Floor mats say a nigga name
Interrogation, feds tried to put us on the board, never identified
All my niggas always gettin’ dough, it’s always chicken time
I got niggas in the box, gon’ call me collect
I got model bitches that be tryna call me for sex
And you know what they say, “If it ain’t directed, then don’t respect it”
You see ’em out in public, they gon’ act like they never said it
I see by the C-side, I throw it up two times
And your nigga got a gangster card, he bought it off Groupon
One of the young niggas that be gettin’ love in the city
From the hub to the dub in the tub, fuck with me

[Chorus: 42 Dugg & Roddy Ricch]
Pull up in frog eyes, yeah nigga, we winning
Amiris on low, if not wheat Timbs
Me and 42 pullin’ up, twin Bentleys
Peanut butter seats, all my windows tinted
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Tied from the D to LA, always keep it a hunnid K

Chanel West Coast – 4am Lyrics

You used to be cheerin’ for me
Say us against the world, go hustle, that’s my baby
But lately, nothing’s the same
Seems all the drive and grind just pushed you further away
More, is it my fault for wanting more?
For makin’ you feel insecure
So you f*cked that bitch while I’m on tour
Now it’s almost morning, barefoot in the kitchen
Can’t stop slow dancin’, the floor’s so cold and
Kiss your cheek, I’m crying, feels like I’m dying
This is our ending, this is our ending

Now it’s 4am and I gotta give you up
I know you had dreams for us
And you would give the world for that
Now it’s 4am and I gotta give you up
I know you had dreams for us
But they just weren’t strong enough

So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all

It’s it ’cause she just a pretty face, won’t challenge what you say?

Is it ’cause when you come home, she waited for you patiently?
Yeah, tell me what she have, what she have that I don’t have
Is it ’cause dating a model makes you feel cool in LA?
Yeah, she [?] does she make you feel smart
‘Cause she don’t have a life while you playin’ your cards
And when I say these things, no, you don’t defend her
You don’t even love her, while you f*ck us for her
Hope that you’re happy with her
That she gives you all that you want
But deep down we both know
I’ll be the one you’re always thinking of

Now it’s 4am and I gotta give you up
I know you had dreams for us
And you would give the world for that
Now it’s 4am and I gotta give you up
I know you had dreams for us
But they just weren’t strong enough

So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all
So la-la-la-lot of me wants more, lot of me wants more
Say I can have it all, tell me I can have it all

Young Dolph & Key Glock – Dummest & the Dummest Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Mondo done made another one)
(Sosa 808 got this beat knocking, nigga, ayy)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, baby, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
The dumbest and the dumbеst, got carrots like Bugs Bunny
Memphis nigga overpaid, you can call mе Mike Conley
I say I did it then I done it
Nigga, you can call me Donnie
Count my rizacks by the hunna and I put that on my momma (Bitch)
I do what I wanna (Hey)
I smoke good weed and got a darskin chick, just like Obama (For real though)
The white people they love me though, go ask Rosie O’Donnell (For real though)
Got six bad bitches in my bed, it look like Royal Rumble (Royal Rumble, Royal Rumble, oh)
I’m just havin’ fun wit’ it
Pulled up at the club then pulled out ’cause I couldn’t get my gun in it (What?)
All the bad bitches in my section, yours ain’t got none in it
Glock put Lambo doors on his truck, I’m like “Damn you won, nigga” (“How the hell you do that?”)

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, babe, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
Yeah, I know that I’m a dummy but lately been goin’ dumber
Memphis nigga in LA, slammin’ bitches like I’m LeBron
Yep my bankroll is humongous, I do whatever I wanna
Yep, I ball, I flex, I dress the best, I’m the number one stunna
Bitch, I just made two commas (Yeah)
Just pulled up the yellow and red ‘Vette, Ronald McDonald (Uh)
Thirty shots up in my Glock, nigga, let’s Royal Rumble
Yeah, I’m all about my bread, baby, I need every comma
They love and hate me like Obama
The block is hot like a sauna
Yeah, I’m drunk in love with the money
Pockets stuffed, I’m stumblin’, yeah
I’m walkin’ with a wobble, pockets full of them blue hunnids (Racks)
Killers on the side, the other side, the back and front
But I still got my own gun

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Jumped up out the car, locked the door, left it runnin’ (Yeah)
Lamborghinis back to back, you know how we comin’ (That’s us)
While you was in a bitch ear, I was in her stomach (Ah)
Mmm-hmm, yeah, bitch the dumbest and the dumbest (Bitch)
Fucked her and her best friend, I’m just bein’ honest (Bitch)
I ain’t gon’ do it no more, baby, I’m sorry, I promise (Bitch)
I know I say this shit all the time but this time I promise (What you on?)
Yeah, we still on dumb shit, the dumbest and the dumbest

Mj0.6 – Angel’stears Lyrics

“There’s a saying
“Yesterday is history”
“Tomorrow is a mystery”
“But today is a gift”
“That is why it is called the present”
I been shell shocked why I’m distant
My heartbreak reminiscing
Through some hard nights (yea)
I’m still intact
It hurt my soul when I’m thinking back
Spin around opp block going tic for tac
It be days like dis why I’m missing spazz
I wonder do Angeles cry
Posted in my shadows where my angels lie
Still thinking bout how remmy died
D.O.A it was homicide
Tigger happy it was time to slide
Sliding through opp shit with my .9 concealed
Took one ours let’s show em how it feel
Ain’t no talking we just tryna kill

Lost a soldier to this battlefield
Reminiscing on your loss
It hit me on my best days
More than gang they was in my veins
Without them I don’t feel the same
(Yea)
2020 took a lot from me (but damn granny though)
Just touched down in LA
Got that call that you gone (It left heartbreak)
I been shell shocked why I’m distant
My heartbreak reminiscing
Through some hard nights (yea)
I’m still intact
It hurt my soul when I’m thinking back
Spin around opp block going tic for tac
It be days like dis why I’m missing spazz
I wonder do Angeles cry
Posted in my shadows where my angels lie
(Rip my beautiful grandmother)
(Miss you already)

James Arthur – Medicine. Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
You’re my bulletproof vest when it’s getting dangerous
Always made me feel blessed for my guardian angel
You are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are

[Verse 2]
You put your body on mine when it’s sinking in
You’re the pain in my heart, it’s so heavenly
You are, you are, you are
The cure for all my scars

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel like you
Could save me now
When I’m suicidal
Don’t let me spiral

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been
I know you make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You take the pain whenever I’m in hell again
I know you make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine

[Verse 3]
You always say that you moved to LA, yeah
I’ll buy you a plane and I’ll fly you away
You are my hell and nowhere escape
Everything wanna be [?] today

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel like you could save me now
I know I hurt you
I don’t deserve you, no no

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been
You’re gonna make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
I’ll make you better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine

[Bridge]
I love the way you look in that Balenciaga
One sip of you, I’m hooked, I wanna hit it harder
No drug can fill this scar, now I’m addicted you, oh
Yeah

[Chorus]
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline
You kiss away the pain of all the hell I’ve been (You make my heart)
You’re gonna make me better than I’ve ever been
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine
You make my heart beat faster than adrenaline (You make my heart)
You take the pain whenever I’m in hell again (Yeah)
‘Cause you’re my medicine, you’re my medicine (Better)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause you’re my medicine, yeah, yeah
‘Cause you’re my medicine, oh

Kevin Gates – Puerto Rico Luv Lyrics

Shit, right there
Reporting live from Puerto Rico love
Ven conmigo love
Puerto Rico love

Breadwinner sweepstakes
Lil’ biddy B chain
Tryna take this property and turn it to a speedway
I ain’t gotta flex racks, streets give me real love
f*cking with the Brinks truck, I’m four hundred M’s up
Karats on a nigga arm, dancing in a nigga charm
Camels on a nigga farm, alpacas mow a nigga lawn
Forgive my arrogance, they hustle backwards where a nigga from
They hate you when you out here, forget you when you go to jail
Know your life a living hell but love you when they know you dead
See you ’bout to make the same mistakes and let you pop your head
Praise to Allah, I mix a lot, I had to bop my head
Jeff kept it real and didn’t bust, they gave him life instead
Curb boy Trel wanted over what Terrell said
Tell ’em that your brother sunk that hit over a bitch
I know I said too much, I need to chill
I disabled my Instagram, took a lil’ time to heal
Bryson [?] lawyer on my private jet, I kinda hope you hear
Bitch’ll put you on your back pockets if I get in this here
Bitch, I’m cut like that for real

She mi [?], yeah she tan rico love
I just took a trip to Puerto Rico love
She just told mi madre that my dick been dipped in [?]
Ven conmigo love
[?] Puerto Rico love
I just took a trip to Puerto Rico love
I just hit her with that dope dick, she don’t need no drugs
(Ooh, Ooh)
Soy tu medicina, mm, y tu mi caramelita

It’s a lot I be wanting to talk to you about, I suffer
A lot of it still don’t even make sense to me
But if I had to do it again in hopes of meeting you
I’d gladly accept my violation

Cartel boat, have you ever wanted to start over?

Heavy on your back ’til you start developing hard shoulders
Standing upright independent, feelings never parched over
2016, the system stripped me from my kids
Punished me for penalties in which I didn’t commit
I suffered ’cause I’m Muslim, racist judges, I forgive
Like right after I ain’t go upstate and lay down on a bid
Years later in the media, they still won’t let me live
God protect this p*ssy-ass heart I got, I love to give
Full of pretenders, p*ssy-ass rap niggas ain’t my friends
Pants sag everywhere I go, I gotta show my ass
Todd f*ck ya, he owe me forty bands and I ain’t get him smashed
I got infiltrators in my business ’round my fam
Taking vids’ of all my cars in LA and then post it on the ‘Gram
I’m a general for real, I’m controlling these emotions
Room full of people, I’m alone, feel like I’m drowning in the ocean
FaceTime my children, I know they miss they daddy
Me getting away the only thing that’s keeping me from crashing
[?] she teaching me a lil’ Spanish
When she rub my feet and kiss my back, she keeping me from flashing

She mi [?], yeah she tan rico love
I just took a trip to Puerto Rico love
She just told mi madre that my dick been dipped in [?]
Ven conmigo love
[?] Puerto Rico love
I just took a trip to Puerto Rico love
I just hit her with that dope dick, she don’t need no drugs (She don’t need no drugs)
Soy tu medicina (Soy tu medicina), mm, y tu mi caramelita

Puerto Rico love (Puerto rico love)
Puerto Rico love (Puerto rico love)
Puerto Rico love
Yeah, I had promised mi abuelita I was gon’ get my Spanish together, so, uh
Puerto Rico, and I’m just thuggin’ man

Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato – What Other People Say Lyrics

[Verse 1: Demi Lovato]
Thought when I grew up I would be the same
As the ones who gave me my last name
I would not give in, I would not partake
In the same old drugs everyone else takes

[Pre-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
I’m better than that, I’m better than that
I’m living my life so I go to heaven and never come back
But look where I’m at, look where I’m at
I’m livin’ the life that I said I wouldn’t, I wanna go back

[Chorus: Demi Lovato]
I used to call my mom every Sunday
So she knew her love wasn’t far away
But now I’m all f*cked up out in LA
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
I used to not take chances with God’s name
But it’s been so long since I last prayed
And now I’m all f*cked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Post-Chorus: Demi Lovato]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Verse 2: Sam Fischer]
I wish I could shelter the boy I knew
From the constant hell I’d put him through
‘Cause I’m all grown up and I’m black and blue
I could use some tape, I could use some glue

[Pre-Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
I’m better than that, I’m better than that
I should be livin’ my life so I go to heaven and never come back

[Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
I used to call my mom every Sunday
So she knew her love wasn’t far away
But now I’m all f*cked up out in LA
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
I used to not take chances with God’s name
But it’s been so long since I last prayed
And now I’m all f*cked up and my heart’s changed
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Post-Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

[Bridge: Sam Fischer]
Thought when I grew up
I would be the same as the ones who gave me my last name

[Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
I used to call my mom every Sunday
So she knew her love wasn’t far away (Far away)
But now I’m all f*cked up out in LA (Out in LA)
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
I used to not take chances with God’s name (God’s name)
But it’s been so long since I last prayed (Since I last prayed)
And now I’m all f*cked up and my heart’s changed
(And my heart changed)
‘Cause I care more about what other people say
(What other people say)

[Post-Chorus: Sam Fischer & Demi Lovato]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
‘Cause I care more about what other people say

Lil’ Debbie – 2 Cups Lyrics

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath
All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath

[Verse 1: Lil Debbie]
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s up under
We keep it on the low I’m tryna stay on the under
But everybody know me man they taking my picture
Bad bitch with me just to roll up my swisher
They know me from the bay all the way to LA
From Telegraph to Fairfax they know my name
I’m the same one they get the swag from
I’ve always had swag while they never had none
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Fly out your bitch just to roll up my weed
Pick her up in the scraper with the 4’s underneath
She came with everything cause she know what I need

[Chorus: Lil Debbie]
All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath

All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath

[Verse 2: DollaBillGates]
Probably in the hood but my car from Europe
The crazy part about it is this broad from Europe
I flew her ass south just to roll my weed up
Double cup love gon’ and pour my lean up
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Swagged out doe car note on my feet
She know I get that check so ain’t no time to play
New Rolex ain’t got the time to pay
But she gon roll the weed up I’mma bring the fruit cups
Hundred dollar sprite when I pour this on my soda
We don’t need much just 4 styro foam cups, a lil crushed ice some kush we gone…

[Chorus: Lil Debbie & DollaBillGates]
All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath
All I need is two cups of some lean
And a bad bitch just to roll up my weed
Bended through the city with the gold on my teeth
Probably in the scrape with the 4’s underneath

Arizona Zervas – RIP Lyrics

[Chorus]
I told her RIP the old me
You only love me when you're lonely
I put the roses in the grave (Hey, hey)
Now there ain't nothing left to say (Hey, hey)
I told her RIP the old me
You only love me when you're lonely
I put the roses in the grave
Now there ain't nothing left to say, no

[Verse 1]
Going fast on a six-speed (Fast)
Got the cash, now she miss me (Cash)
She only ring when it looks right (Looks right)
No heart, so she took mine, yeah
She won't ever get a call back (Ooh)
She a devil, what you call that (True)
She tricked me with the makeup (Makeup)
Just to cover up the fake love, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
But now I know, I seen the signs
Falling for it every time
Say goodbye, you lost a friend
'Cause I ain't coming back again
[Chorus]
RIP the old me (Old me)
You only love me when you're lonely (Lonely)
I put the roses in the grave (Grave)
Now there ain't nothing left to say, no
I told her RIP the old me (Old me)
You only love me when you're lonely (Lonely)

I put the roses in the grave (Grave)
Now there ain't nothing left to say, no

[Verse 2]
She had me fall in June (Fall in June)
Then she just let me loose (Let me loose)
One thing I should have known (Should have known)
Can't trust no LA ho (No LA ho)
Okay, now I'm a mess (Mess)
I drank down all the stress (Stress)
Wash out that love you gave
Then drown away, 'cause you can't save me

[Pre-Chorus]
But now I know, I seen the signs
Falling for it every time
Say goodbye, you lost a friend
'Cause I ain't coming back again
[Chorus]
RIP the old me
I told her RIP the old me
I told her RIP the old me (Old me)
You only love me when you're lonely (Lonely)
I put the roses in the grave (Grave)
Now there ain't nothing left to say (No)
I told her RIP the old me (Old me)
You only love me when you're lonely (Lonely)
I put the roses in the grave (Grave)
Now there ain't nothing left to say, no

William Bolton – Penthouse 8 Lyrics

[Spoken Intro: ?]
There's violence in the layers of LA's past. When the American dream seems close, the search can turn desperate

[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

[Verse 1]
Dawg, it's way too late
Took the elevator up, up to penthouse eight
I've been gone, gone, gone in a darker place
And my favorite drugs keeping me awake (Ooh)
That's just day to day (Ooh)
Time to break the bank
Seven thousand ones on a silver plate (Woah)
I'm flying in girls in from outer space (Ooh)
And all my friends faker than stripper's names
At the penthouse eight, at the

[Interlude]
Hey, hey
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah

[Verse 2]
Small town in the land of the free
Moved to Cali 'cause she chasing her dream (Hey)
I can tell, I can tell that
She wanna be famous (Hey)
She wanna be famous, oh, no, no
Shoes and cars and magazines
Shooting stars and Maybelline
Who you are is everything
Yeah, yeah
She wanna be famous, yeah
She wanna be famous, oh, no, no
She wanna be loved (Loved)
She's gonna be hated
Lost in the club (Club)
Always getting faded
She wanna be famous (Famous)
She's so shameless (Shameless)
Ooh-woah, woah

[Outro]
I can't even say I blame her
Deep down we are all the same
We all wanna be famous
We all wanna be famous

Shy Glizzy – Too Hood 4 Hollywood Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
Yeah, how you like that?
Flew the bitch out and now she on the flight back
I sent you a message, you ain’t even write back
God sent you a blessing, you ain’t even strike back
I’m straight out them trenches, where you had to fight back
I still remember that kitchen, where I learned to cook crack
We live from Hollywood, baby how you gon’ hype
She said you too hood, tell me how you love that

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I was a ghetto trapper, now I’m livin’ larger
I moved out LA and I turnеd into a dodger
Your bitch keep callin’ me, yeah, I had to stall hеr
Bitch I’m a baller, real shot caller
Cuban links, what the f*ck you think, girl?
Winter time comin’, I’m gon’ buy you minks, girl
f*ck you dream, girl, I live in your dream world
I’m not a loud nigga, I won’t make a scene, girl
They want my hit, gunners, why I move so millitant
I put my hood on and niggas wan’ be Zimmermann
Bitch I’m a gangsta not a law abidin’ citizen
I can kill a [?] with a hunnid f*ckin’ Benjamins

[Chorus]
Yeah, how you like that?
Flew the bitch out and now she on the flight back
I sent you a message, you ain’t even write back
God sent you a blessing, you ain’t even strike back
I’m straight out them trenches, where you had to fight back

I still remember that kitchen, where I learned to cook crack
We live from Hollywood, baby how you gon’ hype
She said you too hood, tell me how you love that

[Verse 2]
Yeah, the perfect endin’
Sorry God, I know we sinnin’
She just pretendin’, she love you but she know we winnin’
I got racks, [?] like f*ckin’ tenants
I’m with shooters, I call ’em my f*ckin’ Gremlins
My ex girl told me, I can never give no hoe my heart
If a side love you, then don’t ever let her tear apart
Ain’t got no friends, I’m lost most time, I’m in the dark
Got out the trenches, they say Jefe got that shit on lock
Who’s realer? Baby tell me who’s iller?
Different type of nigga, I’m makin’ different type of figures
I’m hesitant to kick it but I’m quick to pull the trigger
f*ck you ’round the villa, take the PJ to Anguilla

[Chorus]
Yeah, how you like that?
Flew the bitch out and now she on the flight back
I sent you a message, you ain’t even write back
God sent you a blessing, you ain’t even strike back
I’m straight out them trenches, where you had to fight back
I still remember that kitchen, where I learned to cook crack
We live from Hollywood, baby how you gon’ hype
She said you too hood, tell me how you love that, yeah

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

Alex Price – Love In L.A. Lyrics

(Verse 1)

I met her on Sunset
Never seen a better body in a sundress
Said baby what’s your name
Because it would be a shame
If I were to let you walk past
Oh let’s go go to whiskey
A couple of shots til we tipsy
This is kind of crazy
I forgot your name but

(Pre Chorus)

I can’t get enough of you the way it feels
Everytime that we lock eyes
I’m here but your love it takes me somewhere else

(Chorus)

We fell in love in LA (oh la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la)
Ohh baby we fell in love (oh la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la)

(Verse 2)

Ouu la la
I’m trying to get that oh na na
The way that we vibe, it’s one of a kind, girl oh my god

I wanna hear you say
You’re coming home with me
Let go the brakes
There’s no time to waste

(Pre Chorus)

I can’t get enough of you the way it feels
Everytime that we lock eyes
I’m here but your love it takes me somewhere else

(Chorus)

We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
Ohh baby we fell in love (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)

(Breakdown)

(Chorus)

We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)
Ohh baby we fell in love (oh la la la la)
We fell in love in LA (oh la la la la)

LP – How Low Can You Go Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
The last time I saw you
We did coke in a closet
At the Chateau Marmont
We were happy and on it
There were too many people
There was fun, there was evil
And we both took the right
It was colder than fuck
For a night in LA
And I couldn’t stop thinkin’
If I was okay
You were makin’ me laugh
Shit was makin’ me sweat
And I thought I could fly

[Chorus]
How low can you go?
‘Cause I wanna know
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
‘Cause I wanna know
How low can you go?
(Oh)

[Post-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

[Verse 2]
I heard that you stopped
Have some kids and a guy
I was happy [inside/and sad?]
But I didn’t know why
I still think of you now
While I’m touchin’ the sky
It’s been a long, long time
And so much happened in between
The days catch fire like gasoline
Just tell me what’s the worst you’ve seen?
I wanna know

[Chorus]
How low can you go?
‘Cause I wanna know
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
‘Cause I wanna know
How low can you go?

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
How low can you, can you go?
How low can you, can you go?
How low can you, can you go?
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh

Lil’ Duke – Gotta Be In You Lyrics (feat. Gunna)

I want to cop me a Wraith
But I copped the rolly today
My bro got the pack in LA
We shipping them bands cross the state
I used to trap where I say
Now it feel like I live at the bank
Just did a show in the Bay
And put the front end in the safe

YSL coming bih move out the way
Just did another show in a whole ‘nother state
Lil bitch out here we been movin’ weight
This bih so freaky want nut in her face
She a lil video vixen but she so seductive
Ran that ship up so quick I made a 50
Geekin we storm just like Bobby and Whitney
This is can’t be one you gotta be in you

Choppa blow a nigga right out his misery
I been getting money just look at my history
Still on the island like Gilligan
Counting up money I’m tryna see millions
I got a pretty lil bitch in LA
She f*ck with the kid cuz I’m having my way
Nigga come try me you’ll die where you play
Pull up broad day and we pop in them place
We got them baby bombers like they tallers
Country boy coming in
We ride them f*ck nigga model
Out in Atlanta we f*ckin on models
You got some questions then we gonna solve em

Bought her a bag now she want me to spoil her
And we just climbing up we never falling
We puttin’ dick in your rich nigga daughters

I want to cop me a Wraith
But I copped the rolly today
My bro got the pack in LA
We shipping them bands packs cross the state
I used to trap where I say
Now it feel like I live at the bank
Just did a show in the Bay
And put the front end in the safe

YSL coming bih move out the way
Just did another show in a whole ‘nother state
Lil bitch out here we been movin’ weight
This bih so freaky want nut in her face
She a lil video vixen but she so seductive
Ran that ship up so quick I made a 50
Geekin storm like Boby and Whitney
This is can’t x it gotta be in you

This is can’t x it gotta be in you
Remember
Winter
Middle
Sprinter
Sere
Senna
Denim
In there
Been there
Been there
Swim whae

Went to the club
Copped s sweet
Went to LA

I know that you been there

Like
Gunna, Gunna, I’ma keep in one huddid
Stayin solid man I’m never fronting

Kid Ink – Kiss The Sky

feat Hit Wxnder

Oh, yeah
Pull up in LA and make it this cruise
Poppin satellite to solve this [?]
Rollin up the streets, got the suit
Go and push the button baby
Thought I’ve seen it baby
I could blow the sky and give a kiss
Full of smokes and if they want it
Them niggas know what time it is
[?] match my baby, you ain;t known this kind of drill
Go the city, going crazy like my children got the [?]

He gonna fist

[???]

Yxng Bane – Charlie Sloth Interlude 1 Lyrics

[Charlie Sloth]

So imagine this right
Couple weeks back i was in LA
I was sat in some restaurant eating some food with some girl I’ve never seen in my life
But we was eatin food all the same
And she was like ”yo Charlie”
“You know that kid over from the UK thats a rockstar?”
I’m like who you talkin about girl?

She said “Bane, Yxng Bane, that guy’s a rockstar”
I said girl “you know what you’re right”
That kids a rockstar
Ay Bane
Lets give it to them man
Rockstar, featuring D Block Europe
Whole lotta rockstars on this one alright
Yeah!!

David Baerwald – All For You Lyrics

Lucas Riley came to LA
From a dying English town
With his nineteen year old wife
Who swore she’d try to settle down
He tried to prove his love with money
When all she wanted was him at home
He came home tired every evening
She’d be waiting there alone
He’d say “Do you love me
Say you do
Is this like I always promised life to you
Do you love me
Say you do
’cause you know my angel
All I do I do for you”

One day while Lucas worked
She met a delicate young man
With the softest sweetest voice
And tender lovely hands
While Lucas Riley slept
His wife and lover met
Making love while Lucas Riley
Fell deeper into debt

He’d say “do you love me
Say you do
Is this like I always promised life to you
Do you love me
Say you do
’cause you know my angel
All I do
I do for you”

Lucas Riley met a man who said
“You’ve been working much too hard
Nobody understands you
Nobody sees the man you know you are
I have a little business
I admit it’s a bit against the law
But if anything goes wrong
I can see you’re not involved”
And he kept on thinking
He kept on saying
He’d say “do you love me
Say you do
Is this like I always promised life to you
Do you love me
Say you do
’cause you know my angel
All I do I do for you”

Beach Boii – Tell Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Yea yea yea yea yea yea
Let me know, let me know know, no no, let me know know, no no

[Chorus]
Tell me that you want me, tell me that you need me again
Tell me you believe me, tell me you gon see me again
Tell me that you want me, tell me you believe me again
Tell me that you need me, I won’t let you leave me again

[Verse 1]
Don’t Know why you far away, Don’t run away, Baby girl don’t be afraid, you know I’m here to stay, One Phone Call Away is all that it takes, and I’m on my way, my way, my way
You know I can’t describe when I feel that vibe
Girl 6:45 Ima take you back to my crib
Take her round the world from LA to the tropics
You deh pon my mind baby you my trending topic

[Bridge]
You took some time away to get somethin right, Can’t find the time of day you hit me at night
No matter what I say you still cuss & fight
But we still find a way to survive

[Verse 2]
Wake up in the morning, however you want it girl
I know they keep callin’ they just want my money girl
They mad cus we ballin’ I know this a funny world

Pull it up and park it
Come whine up pon mi girl
Ain’t too many like you, Ima tell my truth, you a 5 times 2, Ain’t too many like you you you
Ain’t too many like you, Ima tell my truth, you a 5 times 2, Ain’t too many like you you you

[Chorus]
Tell me that you want me, tell me that you need me again
Tell me you believe me, tell me you gon see me again
Tell me that you want me, tell me you believe me again
Tell me that you need me, I won’t let you leave me again

[Outro]
Don’t Know why you far away, Don’t run away, Baby girl don’t be afraid, you know I’m here to stay, One Phone Call Away is all that it takes, and I’m on my way, my way, my way
You know I can’t describe when I feel that vibe
Girl 6:45 Ima take you back to my crib
Take her round the world from LA to the tropics
You deh pon my mind baby you my trending topic

You took some time away to get somethin right, Can’t find the time of day you hit me at night
No matter what I say you still cuss & fight
But we still find a way to survive

Chappell Roan – Pink pony club

I know you wanted me to stay
But I can’t ignore the crazy visions of me in LA
And I heard that there’s a special place
Where boys and girls can all be queens every single day.

I’m having wicked dreams
Of leaving Tennessee [] Santa Monica
Is where it’s calling me
Will make my moma proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl
And, oh, she’s gonna scream.
God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

I’m up, and diamonds are on the floor
Lovers in the bathroom, and a line outside the door
Black lights, and a mirror disco ball
Every night’s another reason why I left it all

I think my wicked dreams
Are here from Tennessee,
Oh, Santa Monica
You’ve been too good to me
Will make my mama proud
It’s gonna cause a scene
She sees her baby girl,
I know she’s gonna scream.

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

Don’t think I’ve left you all behind
Still love you and Tennessee, you’re always on my mind
And mama, every Saturday
I can hear your Southern drawl a thousand miles away, sayin’

God, what have you done?
You’re a pink pony girl
And you dance at the club
Oh, mama, I’m just having fun
On the stage in my heels
It’s where I belong down
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
I’m gonna keep on dancing down in
West Hollywood
I’m gonna keep on dancing
At the Pink pony Club
The Pink pony Club.

Kelsea Ballerini – LA

[Official video LA]

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
Off the plane, paint my face in the car, park my heart at the valet
I watch the sun sink down over Santa Monica Boulevard
when I’m lonely and I’m missin’ home
But other times I feel like my blood is runnin’ Cali

I’ve got some famous friends that I could call
But I don’t know if I’m cool enough
And what’s worse than spendin’ time alone
Is one of them not pickin’ up
It’s hard to grow and time to go
But some days I wanna stay
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I wonder if I’ll get invited to the party
Yeah and if I do, will I go
If I go, will I know somebody
I’m on my third glass of wine
tryin’ to find conversation in a room with bigger names
But other days I’m lookin’ up the real estate

Confetti’s fallin’, friends are callin’, saw me on the TV
But if I let down my hair in the ocean air, will Tennessee be mad at me
Yeah I know it ain’t a one-way road
But sometimes it feels that way
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Sometimes it feels like it’s all real but nothin’ here is as it seems
I ask myself does it feed my soul or my anxiety
Carpet’s red, ego’s fed, but it’s myself that I have to face
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA
I’ve got a love and hate relationship with LA

Mustard – Interstate 10 Lyrics (feat. Future)

[Intro: Future & YG]
This shit breaking a nigga heart (Yeah)
The person they want a nigga to be (Where that shit go?)
This shit breaking my heart (The gang)
This shit you never see (10 Summers, yeah)
Mustard on the beat, ho

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 1: Future]
Audemar baguette, have it tinted, better reli-lax
Money coming through, blue hundreds on impact
Married to the game, cop new pink stones
No new friends, cop five new phone
Aston money, need to be the right one
Double up my cups, ooh-ooh, pop one
Cop new drops, upper echelon
Hustlers dream to live lavish
In the middle of the night go to Saturn
Two-tone Patek, go spazzing
Ten brand new whips in traffic
No evidence, no lacking
Bentley routine, go re-up
Fully loaded magazine when you see us
It’s a full time job tryna stay on point
Glock four-zero, hollow points, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Yeah, skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and snatched up a Benzo
Flew them Dracos out of LA on a PJ
And we taking off, no delay
No delay, we taking up the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Verse 2: Future]
Game chose me, I ain’t choose this
Empty out the clip before you lose this
If your city on your back and your shoulder
You gotta rally, you gotta spray like a soldier
Vultures, they come with the territory
V12, your motor is mandatory
Whipping the soda, be cool, do the speed
Make it on Interstate 10 and achieve
This is not regular time, you gon’ bleed
Came from the game, ain’t no trust, pushing keys
From the cook up to the tour bus
You see how far ambition took us
We bring all the hood niggas with us
They non-believers, we made ’em believe us
From my block to your block, they love homicides
Looking like a foreign dealership outside, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
Skinny jeans on me with extendo
Hanging with them young niggas, flocking, pulling kick doors
Yeah, we was hanging at the bando
Fully loaded clip, went and stashed up a benzo
Flew the dracos out at LA on a PJ
And we’re taking off, no delay
No delay, we’re taking off the murder rate
Everything from chinchos to parquet

[Outro: Future]
Interstate 10
We risked it all to get it in
And we would risk it again
It’s breaking my heart, with this currency throwin’
It’s breaking my heart
It’s tearing me up, what you’re doing to me
It’s tearing me apart
This greed and this envy, I don’t know where to go
Don’t know where to start

Dax – Ambitionz Az A Ridah Lyrics

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[Intro]
Man, last time 2Pac came to me in a dream
I was living in Wichita, Kansas
Once I moved to LA, I think it was so many things being thrown at me and [?]
But I’m back now, and I think that [?] caused him to visit me in a dream again
And then inspired me to write this

[Verse]
I’ve been tryna talk, nobody listens
Now I’m famous niggas say I changed, totally different
I’ve been looking up to Pac since I started this mission
So they denounce me, man, I feel like I’m a fucking religion
Don’t you act like you know me
I can’t bear some of you niggas like yogi
People hate but they will follow you closely
Social media’s a circus full of miss guided people who equate a fucking post to a God damn trophy
Man you must be lonely
At the crib sitting by yourself
Pointing the finger at somebody with 3 at yourself
All these people spread shit (sheet) this not Excel
They don’t hate you, son, they hate themselves
Yes
This world is full of sheep
You can count ’em you don’t even have to go sleep
These people shallow swear they woke but they fake deep
Watch a nigga drown we gon’ ride on our enemies
And that a fact facts
It’s been a while since we talked Pac
Remember hit ’em up that mumble rap it ain’t stopped
It’s been 2 years since that dream and I ain’t popped
Maybe if I slur my fucking words I’mma get hot
So what’s the vibe if they sheep then we leading the blind
If ones lost should we waste time and even go find
At what cost do we give up on these human lives
Let me die or will God charge us for that crime
It’s all questions
I think it’s connected
It’s good over evil but the evil get selected
Replenishes by natural selection
This world’s coming to an end
Spend time, not money, with your family and your friends
Pac what direction should I head in
Mainstream star or underground legend
Rapper for the system or rapper for wretched
Swear I almost lost myself but now I’m back and I’m invested
Swear I almost got caught up in the lifestyle
LA living was LA pimping and fucking on these LA bitches
But now I’m focused
And I’m back on track
It’s not about the fucking fall
It’s how you bounce right back
So now what Pac I’m two years older
That first dream wasn’t a fluke I had to build my shoulders
Almost lost my damn mind and my heart got colder
But now I’m ready for the war you can deploy this soldier
So gimme the chance again
No, I will not stop
I’ll spit real til’ the fake have to leave their spot
Ye you know I was a janitor when we last talked
And now I’m cleaning up the game with that same damn mop
Pac do you hear me dawg
I’m trynna make a change
But I ain’t gangsta enough so they call me lame
Fuck the money, fuck the bitches, fuck the fame
I realized that all I have is my damn name
So from here on out the only time, you’ll hear Dax is when it’s out his mouth
I’mma make a fucking change and I have no doubt
So stay tuned and you’ll see what I’m talking about
It’s Dax

[Outro]
I’ve got a lot of stuff [?]
Whatever I drop next is gonna make an impact
It’s Dax

Meghan Trainor – GENETICS Lyrics

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[Intro]
My genetics
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C

[Verse 1]
Beauty queen since 17
At least to me, I was born with it
Maybelline is good to me
But I believe I was born with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod?
Is it from God?
Did you work real hard?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Verse 2]
My DNA is graded A
You see this face, I was born with it
I ain’t ashamed to say one day I might upgrade
I could fuss with it

[Pre-Chorus]
I work and work and work and
I’ve been working on myself
But I can’t take cred cause it’s from somebody else
Watch me work and work and work and
I’ve been sweating on myself
All them boys, all them girls, make ’em stop

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (Bod)
Is it from God? (Is it? Ah)
Did you work real hard? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass? (How you get that?)
Is it all fake? (Is it all fake?)
Made in LA? (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Post-Chorus]
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Oh)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Bridge]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics
My genetics (Ah)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ah)
My genetics (Ah)
My genetics
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

[Chorus]
How you get that bod? (How you get that bod?)
Is it from God? (Is it from God?)
Did you work real hard? (Did you work real hard?)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S
How you get that bass?
Tell me, is it all fake?
Made in LA?
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)

[Outro]
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics (Oh)
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S (Ayy)
My genetics (Ayy)
My genetics (Is it from God?)
My genetics
G-E-N-E-T-I-C-S

The Band Perry – Nite Swim Lyrics

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[Intro]
Night swim

[Verse 1]
New friends, cold black ocean
Sun down, fingers frozen
You’re a new wave, new emotion
Not quite lovers, but I’m so open for you
Can’t stay, see you later
Slow fade, days like vapor
I’m a sad bitch, end of summer
End of another, my tears runneth over

[Pre-Chorus]
Cherry fly, cherry fly, short pretty life
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong, go if you like
50 days, 50 days, one final night
Can you stay? Can you stay? Say that you might

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Yeah

[Verse 2]
LA, mistake maker
Biscayne, pastel papers
I got new plans, future waters
Future planets, if you want ’em
You got big cake, still don’t matter
Full case, you never been sadder
Like a sad bitch, I think you’d rather
Not get shattered, so you scatter

[Pre-Chorus]
And you cruise around, cruise around, ride in the night
Think about, think about, me right by your side
50 days, 50 days, ultraviolet light
You should stay, you should stay, you should really try

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming
Night swimming, we’re still dripping
Starlight, just keep wishing on me
Uptight, just keep chilling with me
What a feeling, ah (Night swimming)

[Bridge]
Oh, drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Drift out with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer
Sinking under, one last summer
Night swimming, no more endings, yeah
Night swimming, just keep kicking with me
Night swimming

[Chorus]
Night swimming, darkness twisting
Lights out, just keep clinging to me
Won’t drown, just keep kicking with me
What a feeling, night swimming

[Outro]
[?] with me, now we got each other
Something beautiful can last forever (Just keep kicking with me)
Don’t forget me now, it’d be so bummer (Just keep kicking with me)
Sinking under, we’re just night swimming

Snoop Dogg – First Place Lyrics

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[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I  gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
OG,  S-N-double O-P
Money talk, nigga, bullshit walk
‘Fore  a nigga show up, gotta envelope me
Big dog, you could never short me (What?)
I need it all upfront, no backend
Since a lil’ nigga, Dogg got it crackin’
On  deck all times, no lacking
Head on swivel ’cause anything can happen
I was banging before I was rapping (Rapping)
I was slanging before it was trapping (Trapping)
Always on go, it’s automatic
Gold medal caught my eye, I gotta have it
We lost Nip too soon, that’s tragic
But he gave LA more wins than Magic
More wins than Kobe and Shaq did
Champions never die, they everlasting

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m a boss, I’m a genius, I can’t turn it off
A lot of niggas not caught from this cloth
You are witnessing a gangster evolve
After all the run-ins with the law (What?)
After life threw me all them curveballs (Curveballs)
You’da thought I gave up, but nah (Nah)
Grow man, thug it out, stand tall
Who sold millions of records and balled?
Never slowed up, no no, not at all
From the streets of Long Beach, it’s the Dogg
I hustled every day, how you think I got it all?
Did it my way, I done broke a lot of laws
Always came in first place, I ain’t never tied with y’all
Everything real, I ain’t never lied to y’all
First place (First place)

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

Alec Benjamin – Jesus In LA Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Well, I shook hands with the devil
Down on the south side
And he bought us both a drink
With a pad and a pencil sat by his side
I said, “Tell me what you think”

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been looking for my savior, looking for my truth
I even asked my shrink
He brought me down to his level
Said, “Son, you’re not special
You won’t find him where you think”

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on Sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA

[Verse 2]
Took a sip of his whiskey
Said, “Now that you’re with me
Well, I think that you should stay”
Yeah, I know you’ve been busy
Searching through the city
So let me share the way

[Pre-Chorus]
I know I’m not your savior
Know I’m not your truth
But I think we could be friends
He said “Come down to my level
Hang out with the devil
Let me tell you, in the end…

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA”

[Bridge]
And that is when I knew that it was time to go home
And that is when I realized that I was alone
And all the vibrant colors from the lights fade away
And I don’t care what they say

[Chorus]
You won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when you’re tripping on some pills
When they sold you the dream you were just 16
Packed a bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame you came all this way
‘Cause you won’t find Jesus in LA
I won’t find him down on sunset
Or at a party in the hills
At the bottom of the bottle
Or when I’m tripping on some pills
When they sold me the dream I was just 16
Packed my bag and ran away
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA
And it’s a crying shame I came all this way
‘Cause I won’t find Jesus in LA

Rich the Kid – Ring Ring Lyrics

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[Intro: Vory]
Someone hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love, that’s all I need, yeah

[Verse 1: Vory]
Know it ain’t real ’til she tat my name, yeah
Everybody feel but don’t feel my pain, yeah
Everybody say but don’t say my name, yeah
Sayin’ she changed but she still the same
They been tryna get me, tryna reach
Feelin’ like Dolph, nigga, preach
Brother, he might never get release
Feelin’ like I’m on, I need to
They just wanna see the kid deceased
Yeah, she always tryna get a piece
In the house but she ain’t on the leash
Cut her off, lil’ mama get released, oh yeah
Put them diamonds your neck, yeah
Don’t you ever forget, yeah
I’m with only Pateks, yeah
I don’t do no Rolexs, yay
She know this been a hell of a day
In Miami, my condo, I’m late
‘Cause a nigga got tired of LA, oh yay

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one

[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
You trust, baby, want your love, baby
That’s all I need, yeah, I just can’t leave, yeah
That pussy certified (Certified)
Girl, I know it’s love, I see it in your eyes
If she want a Birkin, I’ma buy her five
With them other niggas, guess she wasn’t satisfied
Give me a ring-ring, one call
I might cry, cry for you, baby
I might die, die for you, baby
Do a drive-by for you, baby
I won’t never lie to you, baby
Oh yeah, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
I’m gon’ always be right here (Right here)
You won’t never have no tears (No tears)
Ice on all your wrists (Your wrists)
One call, ring-ring, yeah (Yeah)
Wouldn’t trade you for the world, that’s what you mean, yeah (That’s what you mean, yeah)
Rich

[Chorus: Vory]
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one
Someone (Someone), hit me, ring-ring, yeah
Your love (Your love), that’s all I need, yeah
And your trust, girl, that’s all that I want (I want)
Even when it falls apart, girl, we one