Migos – Roll In Peace (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)



[Verse 1: Offset]
In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
Bought that Wraith and had the ceilin’ light (Wraith)
I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
Smokin’ cookie, yeah, that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
All these diamonds, yeah, they white on white (white)
Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
Born with it
Count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
Go and get it
Thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
Bitch I’m O-Dog from Menace (urr)
You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
Askin’ the Lord, forgive me (hey)

[Verse 2: TakeOff]
Pop me a missile (ayy)
Take me a picture (flash)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)
White like tissue (white)
Drank too official (drank)
Cut like scissors (cut)
Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
Whole gang itchin’ (itch)
Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
Hundred round drum, listen
Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
Get ’em knocked off for a ticket
Have my young nigga do the sentence
Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
Rockstar livin’ life, Lenny
You can do better, never settle
Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
I tell the plug mail ’em
Which way? Dat way, tell ’em, ayy

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Man it’s Gucci Mane the Goat
And I’m at these rappers throats
I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna keep afloat
Yeah it’s Wop the Guwopster
I live like a mobster
Eat shrimp and lobster
I flew in with a chopper
Breaking bread that’s my breakfast
Two bitches I’m so selfish
I wanna cut her off
Her head too good it got me helpless
Ya should feel embarrassed
I just touched down in Paris
My homie said he single but his side-bitches are married
Save some for the drama though
Guess I’m still the DJ
[?]
So I’m throwing cash and repay
Flush it on the freeway
Got cash [?] 3k
Countin’ cash for three days and all my pussy’s prepaid



Chief Keef – Get It Lyrics



[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 1]
When I was 16 I knew something
That’s when I knew I had to get it
Fuck that lyin’ no, ask you somethin’
Let my dogs out on ya, let ’em get it (bang)
Nigga do something, move something
I’m in a strip club, still stuntin’
Ten thousand on a futon
I’m Margiela walking, oh yeah
I’m in a strip club throwin benjis
They let us in this bitch with the semi
I fuck around and ice out the Fendi
I fuck around and pipe out a Bentley
I fuck around and platinum on my semis
I fuck around and platinum not an Emmy
And my chopper hit the folks I call ’em Jimmy
Make it sway through your block and let it empty

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

[Verse 2]
I done fell in love with foreign whips
I done got used to foreign trips
I done went to Paris for some coats (Louis)
Come and get it if you want some smoke
Baby call your friend tell her slide up
Me and this bitch throwing racks all night
We see the pressure from the engine of the pipe
I’m in this bitch lookin’ flyer than a kite
Hit a nigga bitch tell her come over
She see it’s me on every fuckin’ poster
And on my whip game proper
I don’t really let the bitch chauffeur
I’m pourin’ more pints than a doctor
Tell ’em hold the motherfuckin’ boxers
I be ganja smokin’ like a rasta
Get it at the same time with my partner

[Chorus]
I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
I’m a throw this money while you get it
You say you want this money, come and get it
I throw this shit up cause I get it
Call your friend up, and tell her get it
I’m a fuck around, come and get it
She gon’ see me in this big building
That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

Tove Lo – 9th Of October

We never had coffee table books or dinner parties
We always had hazy nights and sex, cliché’s in Paris
Don’t disturb on the top floor
Getting high by the window
In bed with your eyes looked into mine
How perfect was it?
9th of October, I always remember
No bad things had happened then
Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
But somehow you got pulled in
Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
Now, how did we let this go?
We never had, ah ah
We never wanted, ah ah
We never had, ah ah
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
We never had time for useless fights
‘Bout dirty laundry
We always had tender, long goodbyes
Packed bags in a hurry
Our last kiss at the bus stop
Had I known, would’ve jumped off
And now from the pieces of my heart, I’m so sorry
9th of October, I always remember
No bad things had happened then
Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
But somehow you got pulled in
Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
Now, how did we let this go?
We never had, ah
We never wanted, ah
We never had, ah
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
9th of October, I always remember
9th of October, I always remember those big words, I said them first
9th of October, I always remember
9th of October, can’t think of it sober ’cause all of it fuckin’ hurts
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love
Oh
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
We never wanted
A normal kind of love

Lauv – Paris In The Rain

[Verse 1]
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
We could go anywhere we could do
Anything girl whatever the mood we’re in
All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
Getting lost late at night under stars
Finding love standing right where we are your lips

They pull me in the moment
You and I alone and
People may be watching I don’t mind ‘cause

[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Verse 2]
I look at you now and I want this forever
I might not deserve it but there’s nothing better
Don’t know how I ever did it all without you
My heart is about to about to jump out of my chest
Feelings they come and they go that they do
Feelings they come and they go not with you

The late nights
And the street lights
And the people
Look at me girl
And the whole world could stop

[Chorus]
Anywhere with you feels right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
We don’t need a fancy town
Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
Cause anywhere babe
Is like Paris in the rain
When I’m with you
When I’m with you
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain

[Bridge]
Girl when I’m not with you
All I do is miss you
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight
(Days in Paris
Nights in Paris)
Paint you with my eyes closed
Wonder where the time goes
(Yeah, Isn’t it obvious
Isn’t it obvious)
Come and set the mood right
Underneath the moonlight

[Outro]
Anywhere with you feel right
Anywhere with you feels like
Paris in the rain
Paris in the rain
Walking down an empty street
Puddles underneath our feet

Charli XCX – Our Boyfriend Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Did he tell you you’re the only one? (oh-oh)
Did you introduce him to your mum?
I bet “Boys of Summer” is your favourite song (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Did you lap up all the clichéd lies?
A book of poems on the northern lights (oh)
Did you wonder where he went some nights? (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s out of the blue
But I’ve got something to tell you

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Verse 2]
It’s kind of funny when you think of it
There must have been some times we almost met, I know
Jumpin’ in and out of the same bed (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, me too
Same sleezy weekend in the same coat, now
Locked our love on the Paris bridge aswell
Said he loved me from the day we met (oh-oh, oh-oh)
Yeah, you too

[Pre-Chorus]
I know it’s hard to believe
I’ve been thinking the same thing

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

[Bridge]
I know how you feel
I feel so stupid that I couldn’t see
I never thought that this would happen to me

[Chorus]
My boyfriend is your boyfriend
At the same time, at the same time
He fooled me and he fooled you
With the same lies, at the same time
Let’s make a pact that we never go back
He don’t deserve me or you
‘Cause my boyfriend is your boyfriend too

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (Acoustic Remix) (On Charlie Rose) (Live)

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a player, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a player, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio, serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my fleeka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Gucci Mane – Met Gala (feat. Offset) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Offset]
Hey
Southside
Wizop
Offset
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Woo

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse (skrt)
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move (brr)
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your bitch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This shit started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this shit right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that shit ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
Fuckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that bitch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
Bitch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off (hey, hey)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal (formal)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane (Offset)]
I’m havin’ this shit what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two bitches from Cali (pew)
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four bitches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up (skrt, skrt)
Negative turn to a positive (woo, woo, woo)
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy)

[Chorus: Offset]
Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m fuckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formal (formal)

James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes

Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone
Take this love and break it
I don’t think I can take it
Go back to him and fake it
Don’t tell him what you’ve done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Cross your heart and square it
Hotel room in Paris
Kills me that you’re married
‘Cause we know that should be done
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (don’t give me those eyes)
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (don’t give me those eyes)
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it

Dans la voiture a Batman – Jul paroles

Paroles Jul – Dans la voiture a Batman

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.(dans la voiture a Batman)

Ils ne m’ont pas laisser le temps de dire ce que j’avais sur le coeur
Ouais dans ma zone c’est danger y’a des émetteurs
Ici ça peut te tanker pour prendre ton gros moteur
Ouais ici les p’tits sont tentés, elle n’sont pas riches nos mères
Dans le game j’viens faire des murder, là j’suis en colère
Depuis 2012 j’envoie des skeuds, j’vois même plus mon père
Mon quartier, ouais c’est mon bled, en chaussette, claquettes
Ils voudraient que j’arrête de traîner là où j’ai grandis mais j’suis calé
Je n’veux pas partir, j’suis trop carré versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai un avenir à batir, j’ai 27 balais, des petits salauds osent me salir
J’vais les faire détaler, Andalé, Lasciatemi cantare, eh j’m’en bas les
J’compte bientôt m’barrer, je n’serais plus dans les parages
Les jaloux font des paris, sur moi, font des paris sur moi
A savoir si j’vais tenir, si je coule, ils sucent ailleurs
Si je marche, ils continuent à me soutenir
T’as fais plus de dix liasses, tu dis plus: “Buenos Dias”
Le profiteur d’gentillesse, faut lui dire: “Adios”.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

J’suis peut être riche, mais j’veux pas la guerre
N’oubliez pas les gas hein, je n’suis qu’un rappeur
J’connais des gens à terre qui par amour te nique ta mère
Te nique ta vie, te nique tes morts au faits divers dans les affaires
Pour ceux en taule gardez la force, y vont pas nous la faire
Au studio, y’a des boulettes de s**t, des armes posées par terre
Fier d’mon parcours, tu vois l’inspi ? J’suis pas à court
Tu veux rentré dans la cour, mais j’vois qu’ta les nageoires courtes
Ca à parlé sur moi t’as la bocco, vas y coupe court
En cas d’embrouilles d’mande au secteur, on sort le coupe-coupe
T’es dans des histoires, la criminel t’guette à la loupe
Tu dis qu’c’est chaud t’es parano même quand ça te jette à l’alim
Je n’veux pas m’mélanger, j’sais pas, j’suis pas chaud
Ils veulent tchoupé J’n’les connais pas
Dis leurs que j’suis pas Chupa Chups
J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix
(J’ai fais des tris dans la vie, ouais poto c’est mon choix)

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture a Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’mal.

Comme en 2012 frère j’ai la patate
La même rage et pourtant ouais tout ça ça date, et j’m’adapte
J’suis au tiek ouais que ça blablate
Veulent m’abattre mais j’ai mes poings, mes cousins et ma batte.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Tu veux abattre man, j’te veux même pas d’mal.

J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman, Batman
J’suis dans la voiture à Batman
Toi tu veux abattre man, moi j’te veux même pas d’mal, pas d’malll.
Jul paroles
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That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

Lyrics of That’s What I Like – Ysabelle Cuevas

I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby boy, what’s happening?
You and your heart invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Just, pop it for a pimp
Pop, pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp
Drop, drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it
Got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it
Take my wallet if you want it now

Jump in the Cadillac
Girl, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on it
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
And I’ll be a fleeko,
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything 24 karats
Take a look in that mirror
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? Is it you? Is it me? Is it me?
Say it’s us, say it’s us, and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
Boy, let’s put some miles on it
Anything you want
Just to put a smile on you
You deserve it, baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Say you want a good wife
Here I am, baby, here I am, baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Tell me what’s on your mind
If you want it, girl come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me, baby, tell me, tell me, baby
What you tryna do

Gold jewelry shining so bright
Strawberry champagne on ice
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sit by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Met gala – Gucci Mane feat. Offset lyrics

Lyrics Gucci Mane – Met gala

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I’ll tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get commas (come up)
This a good week, i’ve been stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the Met Gala dressin’ up formal.

Look at my boogers, they big as you (booger)
You could get shot with your nigga too (bow)
This stick make a nigga do boogaloo (brr)
Bentley Mulsanne but the seats masseuse
I’m havin’ more stripes than Adidas boost (havin’ that)
Dick in her mouth like I’m edible (dickin’ that)
Nigga stop shootin’, you better move
I fight for my gang, I won’t let ’em lose (gang)
Your b*tch, she wantin’ the pipe, aight
This s**t started off likes (huh)
Hopped in my DM and rode me a kite, flight (yeah)
And she on the very first flight (go)
Finesse a nigga then get this s**t right (huh)
On sight, right, nigga, goodnight (on sight)
Poppin’ that s**t ’cause he thinkin’ he pipe, pipe
Hunnid rounds drum with the knife (brr)
Me and the Wop, Biggie and Pac (Wop)
But we so different, we keepin’ the Glock (bow)
I’m on a yacht and a yacht on my watch (yacht)
f*ckin’ a thot on the ocean, Dubai (thot)
I’ma play dumb but that’s see out the plot (plot)
She know what I’m ’bout (hey)
You hear this dope and your heart gonna stop (hey)
They callin’ the cops (12)
Hop on the jet, this a 20 passenger (jet)
Offset the maniac, I’m the massacre (hey)
I take your heart out and shoot your bladder up (agh)
Get to the top and we blew the ladder up (top)
Ran up my money and I’m talkin’ lateral (bag)
Had that b*tch high off a Perc and Adderall (high)
Pull out the fire and you better grab it all (brrr)
b*tch, I’m Offset and I’m ’bout to set it off.

Mil’ in a week
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck up the gang, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good week, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just let the met gala dressin’ up formal.

I’m havin’ this s**t what you hadn’t (havin’ it)
Showin’ respect like your daddy (respect)
Yeah, Gucci the man, cash in the caddy (guwop)
I just woke up in a palace (woo)
I did a walk through, I’m in Dallas, man (walk through)
Flew in two b*tches from Cali versuri-lyrics.info
These Bs on me, I can’t barely (B)
They drunk and they just walkin’ barely
I’m headed to Paris to pick up a bag (go, go, go)
And they treat me like one of the Jacksons
These niggas ain’t trappin’, ain’t makin’ transactions (nah)
A nigga rob you, he be practicing (bow)
Four b*tches all tryna swallow this
I feel like I’m fightin’ an octopus (woo)
Thought it was killers, camped out in my bushes (brr)
Then come to find out it’s photographers (flash)
Feds watch me through binoculars (feds)
Mad ’cause a nigga get popular (grr)
Flex on a hoe wanna lock me up, yo (flex)
Drop Top Wop but the top is up
Negative turn to a positive
I don’t care for no obstacles
I could care less ’bout the bloggers, boy (no)
80K stuffed in my joggers, boy (80 boy).

Mil’ in a week (hey)
I bought a iced out Philippe (ice)
Yeah, playin’ for keeps (keeps)
Suck the dick game, she a leech (leech)
Came in the game with a key (key)
My pockets blew up, Monique (Monique)
Ooh, she got that perfect physique (ooh)
I tape a brick to her cheeks (brick)
Now that I’m gettin’ this money
I’m f*ckin’ these thotties, they tryna get come up (come up)
This is good weed, we stackin’ up Ms
And I’m snatchin’ that Wraith in the mornin’ (Wraith)
I was that nigga locked up in the cell
And they treated me like I was normal (normal)
Thankin’ the Lord for them blessings
I just left the met gala dress up formalll.
Gucci Mane lyrics
Video gala

Tinie Tempah – They Don’t Know Lyrics

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah]
Everywhere I go, I gotta pose
Sittin’ on the throne with a ‘fro
Chillin’ with a prince at the BAFTA’s
Gold all over the globe
Any time I stress, I can get it from a rasta
Headside, kill ’em when they know
Didn’t want to know
Baby said, “Shh, you can hit it on the low”
You can hit it on the low, you can hit it on the low
Come in on your own, leave your knickers at the door
Yeah, I’m the AP, got the wonder tug-a-war
I don’t holla anymore, tryna make a nigga poor
Tryna hit me with the drink, no no
They might think, they don’t know
Let ’em talk ish, promo
‘Cause we don’t really care ’bout nothin’

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It’s Kind Ink, uh, canine
That kitty got me feelin’ like a canine
I’m just tryna live, baby, can I?
We at the KWest, startin’ KI’s
Woo, I just bought the whole LA out
Uh, live is a beach, bitch, lay out
Uh, hit the blunt, baby, what you gotta say now?
Woo, I know you want it, ow
Ha, get you higher than the Eiffel
Pour up, baby, put a lil’ ice too
Yeah, I remember back in high school
I used to have a girl that looked just like you
Yeah and with all of these flashbacks
Say ain’t no tellin’ what I might do

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Verse 3: Stefflon Don]
Young man comin’ up from the corner
Nobody tryna set me if I wanna
Never have to worry ’bout if he give me the banana
Me haffi tell them na na na na na
Oh no no, slide in my DMs and my writs just froze
I’m too cold, don’t wanna play ’cause I’m gettin’ too old
What’s new? Bitch, I’m in the stu’
Hookin’ up with hurricane, mix with the flow
Tryna lock my wrists, mosquito, love the cold
If the track ain’t a track then the Don come through
My rule number 1 is don’t play a number 2
Talkin’ with my nigga, you will end up on the news
Messin’ with the paper that you racked up in views
Real, real ting, all I do is tell the truth

[Chorus: Alastair]
Uh, when the cameras show up, we show up
And roll up and roll out
Let them think what they think, it’s funny how
They didn’t get it then, so they won’t now
Yeah ’cause they don’t know us
They can’t say what they say
Don’t give us thoughts
Don’t need them anyway

[Outro: Tinie Tempah]
I know a girl from the ends
She likes to take it down low
She said she wanna let me inside
But her daddy said no
I know a girl with a woo
I call her Paris in my phone
I know a girl from the southside
That wanna take you all home

Machine Gun Kelly – Trap Paris (feat. Quavo & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro: Machine Gun Kelly]
Ayy
Woke up in woke up in
Soundin’ real godly
Quavo
City rollie [?] a [?]

[Verse 1: Machine Gun Kelly]
Woke up in Paris
Broke all the mirrors (that lean)
Watch me, last night was too turnt
They caught me fucking on camera
I ain’t embarrassed
Pull up, back home, flag on, tats out, what the fuck is that ’bout?
I’m home-bred, hometown, been around the world, I’m back now
I’m Mr. Miyagi with wax in the sake
And I’m running the streets to the city like Rocky
Who da champ? Who da champ?
Diamond fangs like a vamp
Where’s the package with the stamp?
Bust it open by the Lamb
Roll it up ’till I cramp
Uh, four rings on my hands, uh
Smoke rings from the grams , uh
Got a lady and a tramp
Bitch I made it from the trap
Gunner

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
I made it from the bottom, what you thinking of me? (what you thinking)
When I was on the bottom, you didn’t hang out with me (no way)
Now I got some dollars, they keep hanging with me (yeah)
Take a lot of Molly, that’s your fantasy (that’s your fantasy)
Pull up with a gang and stop playing with me (stop playing)
You took too much of Coco, it made your nose bleed (trippin)
Too turnt for the bando (too)
Shoot two times through the window (shoot)
Pop one off for the kid though (pop one)
Pop one off the extendo (shoot)
Old money like a Nintendo
Bring it back, this the reload (bring back)
Crips mights call it a kilo (crip)
Bloods might call it a bilo (blood)
Put my wrist in a freezer (wrist)
Hit it up, turn it up to beast mode (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Whole thang in my lap
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got your girl in my lap (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap (trap)
Got the police running laps (yeah)
Bitch I made it from the trap
Bitch I made it out the trap

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest
I woke up in Paris
In the bed, with a bad bitch (bad bitch, bad bitch)
First I roll up the lesh
Then I went back for seconds
Swear that pussy the wettest

Mod Sun – Beautiful Problems (feat. Gnash & Maty Noyes)

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 1: MOD SUN]
Ever since I saw you, I know
You was a little bit crazy, but baby, maybe you’re the one
Just take me I’m all you like a [?]
Walked straight through Hell just to get to Heaven
If you were standing there waiting, yeah
And I could go on living without you, but I won’t, but I won’t
And I could tell you all that, but I don’t, but I don’t, no

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Verse 2: MOD SUN]
I ask myself, how did we end up here
Thinking ’bout all the things we did and done, yeah
We’re a little different, I think it’s terrific
Never been embarrassed
Introduced you to my parents, even took you to Paris
It could be so simple, you just gotta let go
And take all the issues, get ’em under control
Cause if there’s one thing that I know
Is that all those little problems are really beautiful

[Pre-Chorus: MOD SUN]
And I gotta let you go and make your own mistakes
But I swear to catch you on the way down
And since the day we met, I knew we were meant to be
But I swear, I just can’t explain how

[Chorus: Maty Noyes & gnash]
Where did you come from? How did you get here?
I tried to solve it, but my brain does not reply
How did you fall into my equation
Tried to subtract love, but it only multiplied
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

[Bridge: gnash]
I write out replies to try and divide
You from my life, but it won’t come out right
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes
Maybe inside, someday I’ll find
A way to get you to get out of my mind
I thought I’d live my life with you by my side
I guess I’ll admit I’m not good with goodbyes

[Outro: Maty Noyes & gnash]
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem
What a beautiful problem, you’re my beautiful problem

The Chainsmokers – Paris (On SNL) (Live)

[Verse 1: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
And I thought, “Wow
If I could take this in a shot right now
I don’t think that we could work this out”
Out on the terrace
I don’t know if it’s fair but I thought “How
Could I let you fall by yourself
While I’m wasted with someone else”

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

[Verse 2: Andrew Taggart]
We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents
You look so proud
Standing there with a frown and a cigarette
Posting pictures of yourself on the internet
Out on the terrace
We breathe in the air of this small town
On our own cuttin’ class for the thrill of it
Getting drunk on the past we were livin’ in

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Post-Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are
Let’s show them we are better

[Chorus: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
If we go down then we go down together
They’ll say you could do anything
They’ll say that I was clever
If we go down then we go down together
We’ll get away with everything
Let’s show them we are better

[Bridge: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
We were staying in Paris (If we go down)
Let’s show them we are better
We were staying in Paris

[Outro: Andrew Taggart & Emily Warren]
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
If we go down
Let’s show them we are better
Let’s show them we are better

Lana Del Rey – Take Me To Paris (Cherry Blossom Album)

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.

You’re sitting in your office, dreaming of a different life;
You say you wanna make me smile and see my wild side.
If we don’t leave town now, we’re never gonna get out of here alive.
I’m walking home from school, my thoughts are drifting into space;
Why don’t we leave tonight and take off to a different place?
Don’t tell my daddy why, gotta get on that plane and just fly.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

I wanna be that fantasy that you got on your mind;
Flying across the sea to somewhere that they’ll never find.
We should go out while we young, ’cause one day, we will want to rewind.

Our time in Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Take me to Paris,
Let’s go there and never look back.
Paris, we can be crazy like that.
You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris.

Walking through the streets at dawn, we dance by empty carousels,
Singing about the Sacré-Cœur, and climbing up the Tour Eiffel.
Under the stars, we are, we are dreaming.

You’re such a naughty boy!
Why you taking that Polaroid?
Put on a show you’ll enjoy,
Take me to Paris, take me to Yves Saint Laurent.
Paris, make out in a dark restaurant.
We’ll dance until we die, wanna go out every night;
Promise we won’t say goodbye.

Baby, say goodnight; text me when you get home safely
Like you always did when we was first dating.

Joey A – PARiS lyrics

She’s dipped in gold
She likes it fancy
Drinks pink champagne
As her hair falls down
Leaves her perfume
Red lipstick number
And then she’s gone
Before the sun comes up

I’m talking ‘bout a classic
That Coco kinda magic
This thing is automatic
And I can’t seem to cut you loose
Just something about

My Paris
Ooo
My Paris
Mon amour

My, my Paris
My, my Paris

Black dress it babe
Just kill it simple
You got me dying
Just to show you off
Uncut and flawless
Yeah, you my diamond
Those jagged edges
Always get me off

I’m talking ‘bout a classic
That Coco kinda magic
This thing is automatic
And I can’t seem to cut you loose
Just something about

My Paris
Ooo
My Paris
Mon amour

My, my Paris
My, my Paris

NELLY FURTADO – Paris Sun lyrics

You’re collar pops in the latest style
I feel romance hanging in your smile
Is it just me or the Paris sun?
On this boulevard, making everything so ooh la la
Hyper colour, hyper rain
Elevating every single thing that I feel
Like a 70’s photograph, making me smile
Making me feel so alive

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine

Language of love on your lips like a song
Heavy elixir, you could do no wrong
Is it just me or the Paris sun?
Scorching the boulevard, making you look so ooh la la

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine
I can be yours
I can be yours
I can be yours

We can’t stay forever this way
So how ’bout we run away
To another lifetime
Where I can be yours and you mine

And you mine…
And you mine
And you mine
And you mine…

James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes (The Afterlove Extended Version Album)

[Verse 1]
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it
And we can’t tell anyone
Take this love and break it
I don’t think I can take it
Go back to him and fake it
Don’t tell him what you’ve done

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing called love, in a thing called love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling

[Chorus]
Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

[Verse 2]
Cross your heart and square it
Hotel room in Paris
Kills me that you’re married
Cause we know that should be done

[Pre-Chorus]
But when we’re caught in this feeling
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
Whatever the meaning
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
I want to believe in
In a thing called love, in a thing called love
Caught in this feeling
In this feeling, in this feeling

[Chorus]
Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

Don’t give me those eyes cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (Don’t give me those eyes)
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (Don’t give me those eyes)
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

[Outro]
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Vegas
I love you but I hate it

Ya salam – Kurdo songtexte

Songtexte Kurdo – Ya salam

Sonnenbrille so wie Stevie Wonder.
Jeden tag ist jetzt sonntag.
Links, rechts so wie Van Damme.
Rek digi digi bom boom.
Mit dem gang and the minibar.(ya salam)

Amsterdam, ya salam, ya salaaam.
Paris, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Berlin, yaa salam, ya salaaam.
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bruxelles, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Frankfurtm yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Hamburg, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Kurdo songtexte
Video Salam

Bashar Rahal – Justify My Love (Като Две Капки Вода) (Madonna Cover)

I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
You put this in me, so now what, so now what?

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
Hoping, praying
For you to justify my love

I want to know you, not like that
I don’t wanna be your mother
I don’t wanna be your sister either
I just wanna be your lover
I wanna be your baby, kiss me, that’s right, kiss me

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
Yearning, burning
For you to justify my love

What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do?
Talk to me, tell me your dreams, am I in them?
Tell me your fears, are you scared?
Tell me your stories, I’m not afraid of who you are, we can fly

Poor is the man whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another
Love me, that’s right, love me
I wanna be your baby, yeah

Wanting, needing, waiting
For you to justify my love
I’m open and ready
For you to justify my love

To justify my love
Wanting, to justify
Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify
To justify my love
I’m open, to justify my love

Future – Lookin Exotic (Hndrxx Album)

Extravagant Hendrix
Switch hands like lil’ pitcher
Super astronomical

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

Three rings on my left, I feel like King James
They see the way we represent, they see the way we get it
You can’t be never slippin’, you gotta show you’re different
I came through and took all they bitches with me
Nigga I get all the way faded, I can’t get tipsy
I’m eating something, start busting and rushing on a daily basis, I’m guilty
Let this champagne start flowin’, drink it up ’til it’s empty
Got this V.I.P. section burnin’ like a chimney
We ain’t gotta emphasize nobody, we done bought the building
Let’s go zip out to Australia, we can go to Switzerland
We got a chauffeur and a translator for it, he don’t speak English
Sometimes when you speak from your soul it sound like you singing

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

Gotta put a whole lot of kush into my lungs
I put a whole lot of work and I just begun
And when that green money on the turf, it’s their call
Gotta put that steel under my shirt and do it large
Fuck the cops, she gon’ ride you like my dog
Chinchilla, I put it on and let it fall
Gorilla, let it drag on the floor
I forgot to get the money, lay low
We take shoppin’ sprees, I can bring the store to me
I don’t get top money, please, bitch I’m out they league
Raf Simons, Rick Owens, cost 200 G’s
Cash out mad G’s, bustin’ down AP’s
Hand made one of one Riccardo Tisci
Crystal diamonds on my sleeves, L-O-V-E
Changed the whips about a week, yes I do agree
Louis V on my carry-on, yes indeed
Have to pay for it tonight as you charge a fee
Order the PJ at one, we land tomorrow at three
Steak and shrimps, caviar for seven days
Let’s flick it up for my dawgs in the cage

Peel you off a couple bands, girl like "Here you go"
Then lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white rose
Speekin’ of modellin’, you look marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ em that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I’d need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, no

I’m a keep it real with you!
Lookin’ exotic
Got a half mil’ on me
I’m ’boutta to recount it now

Future – Keep Quiet (Hndrxx Album)

From the club to the telly, on the floor
You better not wake them neighbors
You better not wake them neighbors, girl

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

Fell in love, she done got attached
Love to tell it, we a perfect match
Go to Paris, do the dashboard
See the wheel on the right side
Got her driving on the wrong side
Thought we was driving on the wrong side
Out the country for a couple months
I gotta keep the goals out of line
Hotel lobby like a club, got me drinkin’ on raw wine
Steaks and shrimps on your plate, baby
We can chop it up, but ain’t wine and dine
Rude girl, you the right sign
You the right kind, this the right time
We can kick it off and go to iceline
You see they bitin’ like Tyson
VVS’ wasn’t given to me
And them skirts, I’m a give ’em to you
No confessions, you can book the suite
I might even let you book the villa
Call me up and let me get right
Chains swinging, this a pair of ice
Maintain, go to paradise
I’m a send for you, book the last flight

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

Braless swag is complementary
Audemars is confidential
Credit card, expensive dinners
Fancy cruise and double M
Like you signed a Maybach deal
If you run across my BM, better not throw no bloodshed
Better not cut no fuss at them
Better look the other way, I know you fuckin’ him
You gotta let me have my way, that’s why I trust in you
Presidential suite, baby
You gon’ be there for me, yeah yeah
Your girlfriends always hatin’
You richer than them, that’s real facts
I keep you fly, that’s real facts
I get you high and a little upset
These niggas, they small talkin’
I bet they never cut a real check
Stay in the mall, flossin’
You ain’t never been laid on a bill yet
When I ain’t come with all these benefits
If you fuck a nigga who famous, you better

Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

From the club to the telly, on the floor
You better not wake them neighbors
You better not wake them neighbors, girl
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot

Booba – Garcimore (Autopsie 0 Album)

Tous les jours je taffe dur, tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Tous les jours je taffe dur tous les jours je galère
Tous les jours tu demandes combien y a d’zéros sur mon salaire
Avant d’rentrer dans l’rap j’avais déjà plein d’ennemis
Tous ces pédés m’ont regardé à la Star Académy
J’suis hemi j’effleure le ciel, tu touches le RMI
J’fuck la vie, je vis la nuit, j’fais plus de bruit qu’un deux et demi
Tu m’a vu à la télé mais je n’suis pas ton ami
Tu ferais mieux de reculer si tu veux mon avis
À l’heure où je te parle j’suis peut-être à Miami
Accompagné d’un 90 D à bord d’ma Ferrari
J’peut finir au tarmi comme le célèbre chef Mamie
Sans dinde ni salami la la la chatte à ta mamie
Je viens de là où tu ne peux pas aller
Sur moi tu n’as aucun dossier tu n’peux pas parler
Je viens de Paris 92 capitale
Des dealeurs de came Hauts-de-Seine j’habite àl
Rafale de bastos dans les amidales
J’suis là pour la gagne ceci n’est pas un match amical
C’est un pour la monnaie, deux pour la monnaie,
Trois pour la monnaie, quatre pour la monnaie
Le rap est dead, MC tu fume trop d’herbe
T’as pas d’crédit sauf à la banque t’es qu’une grosse merde
Le son est lourd qui sont les loups
C’est nous 92i crew prédéstinés à rien du tout
L’illicite c’est mon dada comme pour les mecs à Guadada
972 HLM3 les mecs au heps à Guadada
J’te souhaite la mort sans aucun souci
Joue pas les gros bras j’suis Garcimore avec un uzi, abracadabra
Un faut mouv’ le mouv te croque Mazalaza pour s’amuser
Le boulbi vient de Tsunami s’y ressentent une onde de choc
Le son vient de la benz, le tien vient de la benne
Couleur ébéne plus le combat est dur plus la victoire est belle
Ne joue pas avec la rue tu risques d’en payer le prix
Combien sont mort ou handicapés, s’en sont jamais remis

Sean Leon – Hey Pretty Girl With The Dirty Mouth II (I Think You’ve Gone Mad (Or The Sins Of The Father) Album)

[Bridge 1]
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I wish I wasn’t high
I’ll call you when I’m sober
It’s the summer and I’m anxious
I wish I wasn’t high

[Hook]
Hey pretty girl with the dirty mouth
Pretty girl with the dirty mouth
You’ll be a man’s wife one day

[Bridge 2]
I heard it rains in Seattle
I wouldn’t know, I never left Toronto
I heard there’s plenty pretty women out in Paris
I wouldn’t know, cause I never left Toronto
And if it’s windy out in Chicago
I wouldn’t know, I’ve never left Toronto
And if there’s good times in Los Angeles
I wouldn’t know, I’ve never left Toronto

[Hook]
Pretty girl with the dirty mouth
You’ll be a man’s wife one day

[Bridge 1 ]
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I’ll call you when I’m sober
I wish I wasn’t high
(I heard there’s plenty pretty women out in Paris)
I’ll call you when I’m sober
(Pretty girl with the dirty mouth)
It’s the summer and I’m anxious
I wish I wasn’t high
(You’ll be a man’s wife one day )

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a pimp, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats (twenty-four karats)
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am baby, here I am baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

Future – Lookin Exotic Lyrics

[Intro]
Extravagant Hendrix
Switch hands like left pitcher
Super astronomical

[Chorus]
Peel you off a couple bands, girl like, “here you go”
Been lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white Rolls
We livin’ marvelous, yeah we livin’ marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ them that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, nah

[Verse 1]
Three rings on my left, I feel like King James
They see the way we represent, they see the way we get it
You can’t be never slippin’, you gotta show you’re different
I came through and took all their bitches with me
Nigga I get all the way faded, I can’t get tipsy
All these self [?]
Daily basis, I’m guilty
Let this champagne start pourin’, drank it up ’til it’s empty
Got this V.I.P. section burnin’ like a chimney
We ain’t gotta emphasize nobody, we done bought the building
Let’s go zip out to Australia, we can go to Switzerland
We got a chauffeur and a translator for where they don’t speak English
Sometimes when you speak from your soul it sound like you singing

[Chorus]
Peel you off a couple bands, girl like, “here you go”
Been lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white Rolls
We livin’ marvelous, yeah we livin’ marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ them that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, nah

[Verse 2]
Gotta put a whole lot of kush into my lungs
I put a whole lot of work and I just begun
And when that green money on the turf, it’s their call
Gotta put that steel under my shirt and duck laws
Fuck the cops, she gon’ ride you like my dog
Chinchilla, I put it on and let it fall
Gorilla, let it drag on the floor
I forgot to get the money and lay low
We take shoppin’ sprees, I can bring the store to me
I don’t get trap money, please, bitch I’m out their league
Raf Simons, Rick Owens, cost 200 G’s
Cash out mad G’s, bustin’ down AP’s
Handmade 1 of 1 Riccardo Tisci
Crystal diamonds on my sleeves, L-O-V-E
Changed the whips about a week, yes I do agree
Louis V on my carry-on, yes indeed
Have to pay for it tonight as you charge a fee
Order the PJ at 1, we land tomorrow at 3
Steak and shrimps, caviar for seven days
Let’s flick it up for my dawgs in the cage

[Chorus]
Peel you off a couple bands, girl like, “here you go”
Been lookin’ like the baddest bitch in my videos
I wanna take you out to Paris and buy you better clothes
White Phantom, white Phantom or the white Rolls
We livin’ marvelous, yeah we livin’ marvelous
Hit your girl up and tell’ them that you’re all iced up (iced up)
I try my best to put my ego first, I need to stop it
Keep it real, you lookin’ exotic, nah

[Outro]
Always keep it real with you!
Lookin’ exotic
Got a half a mil’ on me
‘Bout to recount it now

Future – Keep Quiet Lyrics

[Intro]
From the club to the telly, on the floor
On the table, you better not
Wake the neighbors, you better not
Wake them neighbors, girl

[Hook]
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

[Verse 1]
Fell in love, she done got attached
Gotta tell her, we a perfect match
Go to Paris, to the dance floor
See the wheel on the right side
I was drivin’ on the wrong side
Saw you drivin’ on the wrong side
Out the country for a couple months
I gotta keep the goals online
Hotel lobby like a club, got me drinkin’ all wrong wine
Steaks and shrimps on your plate, baby
We can chat it up, but I ain’t wine and dine
Rude girl, you the right sign
You the right kind, it’s the right time
We can kick it off and go to Iceland
You see they bitin’ like Tyson
VVS’ wasn’t given to me
Ain’t no stresses I’ma give ’em to ya
No confessions, you can book the suite
I might even let you book the villa
Call me up and let me get right
Chain swangin’, this a pair of ice
Maintain, go to paradise
I’ma send for you, book the last flight

[Hook]
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

[Verse 2]
Rollin’ swag is complementary
Audemars is confidential
Credit card, expensive dinners
Gotchu cruisin’, double limit
Like you sign the Maybach there
If you ’round the clause might be here
In bed, I don’t know bless
Better not cut the first head off
Better look the other way, I know you fuckin’ him
You gotta let me have my way, that’s why I trusted you
Presidential suite, baby
You gon’ be there for me, yeah yeah
Your girlfriends always hate me
You richer than them, that’s real facts
I keep it fly, that’s real facts
I get you high and a lil’ upset
These niggas, they smilin’, talkin’
I bet they never caught a real chick
Stay in the mall, flossin’
You ain’t never been late on a bill yet
When I come in with all these benefits
If you fucked a nigga who famous, you better

[Hook]
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
Don’t tell nobody
Keep quiet, keep quiet, keep quiet
‘Cause you gon’ start a riot

[Outro]
From the club to the telly, on the floor
On the table, you better not
Wake the neighbors, you better not
Wake them neighbors, girl
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot
Keep quiet ’cause you gon’ start a riot

Wale – Fashion Week (feat. G-Eazy)

[Intro: Wale]
Ah, find me a Kendall Jenner I’ll be a gentleman to her
Give me a joint she never gonna finish the lyric
Hol’ up

[Hook: Wale]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?]it
That body baby, accept that
You should mind a girl who be a [?]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?] it
That body baby, accept that
I walk by again, a little look quick, hol’ up

[Post-Hook 1: Wale]
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
My bitch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Make sure you’re posture’s right baby
Show some love tonight

[Verse 1: Wale]
I know a thing
[?] she tell me fuck her call her a bad bitch
I can never cover, I’m stuck on this rap shit
Fuckin’ up the budget but nothing but rap shit
I know a thing
[?] on Twitter be callin’ shawty a queen
Hair game silly, might give it a dance scene
Hair game killin’ I get her [?] my queen
In case you behind, let me remind you to wait till I make my move
Wale from the Maybach crew, right about me what they say about you
Right about me what they say about you
Right about me what they say about you
Right about me what they say about you
Party in the heels till the pussy conto
Hol’ up

[Hook: Wale]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?] it
That body baby, accept that
You should mind a girl who be a [?]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?] it
That body baby, accept that
I walk by again, a little look quick, hol’ up

[Post-Hook 2: Wale]
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch (I mean I got you)
Switch, gold switch
My bitch

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
You wanna sit front row?
Ask me get anything that you want, though
She a fashion killer, me Imma cut-low
Goin’ out tonight, she said that she wants coke
One oak of webster, up and down
Paparazzi gonna think that I’m coughing now
This casual walk call you up when I’m back in town
We fall out but she always come back around
Hit Barney’s and fuck up a check there
In the dressing room, fuck have sex there
"What’s taking so long?" "Oh, she trying the next pair"
People see us everywhere and they just stare
And she mixing off white with SL
I got my Vans on bitch, I dress well
I’m from the bay, I see her once in a blue moon
Till a Paris fashion we got soon as Tucson

[Hook: Wale]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?] it
That body baby, accept that
You should mind a girl who be a [?]
Walk by, on fire baby can’t [?] it
That body baby, accept that
I walk by again, a little look quick, hol’ up

[Post-Hook 1: Wale]
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
My bitch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Make sure you’re posture’s right baby
Switch, gold switch

[Brigde: Wale]
(Get the best stone
[?]
Get the best stone
[?])
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch
Switch, gold switch

[Outro: Wale]
SAP to code, code
Damn I was [?]
But I’m higher than [?]
SAP to code, code, code

Bruno Mars – That’s What I Like (On #Brits 2017) (Live)

Hey, hey, hey
I got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what’s hatnin’?
You and your ass invited
So gon’ and get to clappin’
Go pop it for a pimp, pop-pop it for me
Turn around and drop it for a pimp, drop-drop it for me
I’ll rent a beach house in Miami
Wake up with no jammies (nope)
Lobster tail for dinner
Julio serve that scampi
You got it if you want it, got, got it if you want it
Said you got it if you want it, take my wallet if you want it, now

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

I’m talkin’ trips to Puerto Rico
Say the word and we go
You can be my freaka
Girl, I’ll be a fleeko, mamacita
I will never make a promise that I can’t keep
I promise that your smile ain’t gon’ never leave
Shopping sprees in Paris
Everything twenty-four karats (twenty-four karats)
Take a look in that mirror (take a look)
Now tell me who’s the fairest
Is it you? (is it you?) is it me? (is it me?)
Say it’s us (say it’s us) and I’ll agree, baby

Jump in the Cadillac
(Girl, let’s put some miles on it)
Anything you want
(Just to put a smile on you)
You deserve it baby, you deserve it all
And I’m gonna give it to you

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like

You say you want a good time
Well here I am baby, here I am baby
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me
Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind
What’s on your mind
If you want it, girl, come and get it
All this is here for you
Tell me baby, tell me, tell me baby
What you tryna do

Cool jewel be shining so bright
Strawberry champagne all night
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like
Sex by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like (that’s what I like)
Lucky for you, that’s what I like, that’s what I like