Pixies – Talent Lyrics

I met this real cool dude today
Looking like Jack Palance
He said I wanna get through to you
And help you find your talent
He said that if I had a certain style
Then stuff would start to happen
He said that soon he was going away
‘Cause he’s a major talent

Talent – fighting on the Eastside
Talent – taking on the Westside
Talent – f*cking up the Northside
He’s a major talent

Talent – fighting on the Eastside
Talent – taking on the Westside
Talent – f*cking up the Northside
He’s a major talent

(I don’t know)

I said that he was getting through to me
And I would take his challenge
And maybe soon I’d be going away
‘Cause I had certain talents

Talent – fighting on the Eastside
Talent – taking on the Westside
Talent – f*cking up the Northside
I’m a major talent

Talent – fighting on the Eastside
Talent – taking on the Westside
Talent – f*cking up the Northside

I met this dude today
Down in the sewers of Paris
Was hiding from the sun
What a waste of talent

Emily Kinney – Easy Lyrics

I am easy, I am weak
When I hear you start to speak
Across some great stage we’ll call the bed
I work so hard just to be easy instead

I am easy, but I’m not loved
No, my whole body is never enough
I practice patience, I pray for will
But when you come around I can’t sit still

[Chorus]
And I would pay a million dollars
For a train at midnight
To Philadelphia to sleep by your side
A million miles from Atlanta
To Greenpoint Avenue
I’d travel hard just to be easy for you

Oh, I am easy, always the same
I never whisper your perfect name
I covеr scratches left on my chin
I wash your smoke smells from my white skin

And in my stomach are butterflies
I calm their flutter with your little white lies

[Chorus Repeat]

You’re like a secret that I write down
Stuffed in my shirt sleeve
No one has found out
This little secret keeps gaining weight
Being easy can be hard to take
Being easy can be hard to take

You’ve got these rough spots
I’ll rub ‘em down
I wanna show you I’m not just
Some easy girl you found
Let’s go to Paris, let’s go to Rome
You’re like a hotel I keep wishing was my home
You’re like a hotel I mistake for a home

[Chorus Repeat]

Kaaris – Benz Lyrics

[Refrain]
Où sont les Benz ? Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz
Faut du cash si j'veux la Benz, Benz
Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les Benz ? Benz
J'veux faire péter la banks, banks
Pour l'instant j'suis dans mon binks, binks
Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les…

[Couplet 1]
Quand il s'agit d'gagner un tête dans la street, t'es sur ton Mac
On ne voit pas ton nom comme le jour des résultats du bac
Si t'es mignonne en plus bonne à tous les coups j'vais m'faire avoir
Elle veut un mec qui a tout au lieu d'l'aider à tout avoir
Ours brun est à la barrière (2.7) ou sur l'héliport
Ou en position d'la p'tite cuillère, (2.7) avec Boucle d'or
Les amis font la teuf, les ennemis sont en chien
Chez nous, les habits sont neufs mais les hommes sont anciens
Gros gamos pour un rodéo, on vient niquer des races
Y a ceux qui font des vidéos et ceux qui se déplacent
Beaucoup font des aller-retours comme la cylindrée
On va prendre ce qu'on veut de force ou bien de plein gré

[Refrain]
Où sont les Benz ? Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz
Faut du cash si j'veux la Benz, Benz
Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les Benz ? Benz
J'veux faire péter la banks, banks
Pour l'instant j'suis dans mon binks, binks

Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les…
[Couplet 2]
Vous êtes à 50 sur une 'teille
Les abeilles veulent du Jack au miel
Je n'suis pas né de la veille
Fais ton job s'tu veux ta paye
Paris, Dubaï ou Phuket
Faut qu'tu m'khalass en passant
Faut qu'tu préviennes tes pinkettes
J'fais des grimaces en crachant
Mon bâtiment flotte au large, amiral du croiseur
Ennemi à trois heures, je déferle comme une vague de noirceur
J'transporte des tonnes de punchlines dans un camion citerne
Tu vois flou et c'est déjà trop tard lorsque tu discernes
On se serre les coudes entre frères, le reste c'est du fake
Je n'viens pas souvent, dès qu'j'peux l'faire j'distribue des steaks
Pour compter, toutes ces barrettes, pas besoin d'un doctorat
Ivoirien comme Zokora, sur l'terrain c'est Gomorra

[Refrain]
Où sont les Benz ? Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz
Faut du cash si j'veux la Benz, Benz
Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les Benz ? Benz
J'veux faire péter la banks, banks
Pour l'instant j'suis dans mon binks, binks
Gros 45, bang, bang
Où sont les…

Tres Coronas – Arte Callejero Lyrics

For my niggas still represent the real hardcore
For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls
For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón
Yo! Puro arte callejero represento

P.N.O:
We shoot the poison arrow
But never keep a fully loaded barrel
When it comes to battle
You see the shadow the gun disparo
Cuidado no es que me las de de malo
Quiero dejar en claro mi talento es Creativo parecido a Pizarro
Es el arte predominado hardcore
Graffiti letras poéticas expresadas con honor
No cualquiera puede dominar microphone
Se trata de sudor pasión y tener el don
Yo~
Es la cultura
Una adicción segura
Donde se expresa la vida dura, en murales
Y también escrituras
Yo~
Grafitiando en los metros
Grafitiando en ciudades
Para marcar un nombre con estilo en las calles
Son cualidades
Coger micrófonos
Escupir verdades romper instrumentales
Y grafitiar inmensidades, c
Aracterísticas, artísticas del break grafitero o mic
The strike is always ready to fight
Estar preparado ser un lirico estudiado
Un pintor bien formado y dejar los críticos callados, bravos
Esto es fenomenal bestial
De mis entrañas con ganas hip hop vendaval

For my niggas still represent the real hardcore
For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls
For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón
Yo! Puro arte callejero represento

For my niggas still represent the real hardcore
For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls
For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón
Yo! Puro arte callejero represento

ROCCA:
Yo represento el arte callejero
Lo llevo por dentro de mi cuero
Mira mis manos y veras la marca que dejo el micrófono

Voy tantos años escupiendo plomo
No como aquí cuentos de nadie
Soy veterano en el negocio, no hay quien me pare
Dispare su lírica, compare
Compadre, lo dejo en bola y lo devuelvo pa su madre
Es puro hay que ser fuerte con la vida que escogí
Vivo en apuros
Cuantos duros caen en cuatro muros
No hay frontera ni ninguna barrera que pueda frenar mi carrera
R.A.P, hasta que me muera
Pinto este mundo con mis versos
Soy como un graffiti en las calles
Incomprendido marginado uno de esos ilegales
Si no sabes quien soy yo
Con mi flo
Mi nombre, se lo grabo
R.O.C.C.A
Rompo acá bogota parís nueva york en meta
Tres coronas
Tal una inyección de hormonas
Sin normas
Oyes mi rap y te deformas
Consumo tanto hip hop que lo sudo
Te dejo mudo
Yo cargo el rap como un escudo
Esta en mis venas
Olvido sufrimiento y penas críticas ajenas apenas me prendo que te quemas

For my niggas still representing the real hardcore
For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls
For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón
Yo! Puro arte callejero represento

For my niggas still representing the real hardcore
For my niggas still bombing in train hitting on walls
For my niggas que tienen esto en el puro Corazón
Yo! Puro arte callejero represento

Represento el arte callejero
Ya sabe los verdaderos
Yeah
Tres Coronas
Grimteam
Aja~
My nigga, Chase
Aja~
Cayecos
Jeje
R.O.doble C. A
P.N.O
Paris, Nueva York
Bogota, Colombia
Tres Coronas, Baby
Aja~
We’re representing
Ya sabe como es
Reychesta
Los verdaderos

Skinnyfromthe9 – Royal Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Uh
Uh

[Chorus]
Bring all the bad girls to the room (bring ’em in)
Cause I just broke up with my ex, yeah
She won’t ever meet a boss nigga, I know (no you won’t)
So f*ck that bitch (yeah)
She got a attitude problem
New nigga lookin’ like oh no no
He don’t ever ever take you shoppin’, no (broke boy)
He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no
I got money bands galore
So my chain gon’ be spoiled
Come f*ck with your boy
I’ma treat you like you royal

[Verse 1]
All these niggas talkin’, they don’t f*ck you right, no (naw)
She said “Throw me money, I won’t work tonight, oh” (bands)
Baby I got bands come and twerk tonight, yuh (whoa)
All these niggas hatin’, they can’t f*ck with us, no
Baby, I’ma pull up in a Benz truck
Yeah, I got my bands up
You ain’t f*ckin’ with no scammers

Heard that you a dancer well throw that shit back
Girl, I brought my Fanta so let me sip that
They ain’t f*ckin up my vibe
Take a date up in the sky
Have you ever been to Paris then you went right to Dubai?
In the same day
Baby, I’ma lane change
Pull up in a wraith
I’ma call that shit the space sway, yah
What we doin’?

[Chorus]
Bring all the bad girls to the room (bring ’em in)
Cause I just broke up with my ex, yeah
She won’t ever meet a boss nigga, I know (no you won’t)
So f*ck that bitch (yeah)
She got a attitude problem (problem)
New nigga lookin’ like oh no no
He don’t ever ever take you shoppin’, no (broke boy)
He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no
I got money bands galore
So my chain gon’ be spoiled
Come f*ck with your boy
I’ma treat you like you royal

Willie V. – We Could Be Lyrics

Hook:
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be

Verse:
It was
Lack of confidence coming from lack of prominence
A lot of weed smoke heroes in my conference
Didn’t see the blessings rise from holy providence
Said imma get what I wanna get there is no stopping this

Had some arrogance I’d rarely get myself disparaging
Comparing myself to myself now this shit’s embarrassing
How’m I gonna top the last album I did
But now I’m chillen in Paris when back then I nearly quit

Cause it’s f*ck you and anybody else who judging
My name blew up like I pressed the nuclear button
Rich young and wise like I got the benjamin buttons
Got a pocket full of Benjamin’s like to keep it a hunnid

Selling out crowds and I got the stadiums jumping
Scratch that off the bucket
Funky with the trumpets
Got everything I wanted I really wanted nothing
And honestly my life is just one big f*ck it

“You wanna perform the show?”
Ehh, whatever f*ck it
“They won’t think it’s dope”
Mm my nigga f*ck it
“You wanna put your feelings and your life out in the open it looks hopeless showing your emotions”
Whatever f*ck it

“You want to cut them off”
Hell ya f*ck it
“You wanna f*ck her raw”
Got damn f*ck it
“You living kinda dangerous text the girl that you thinking of let her know how you really feel”
f*ck it I’ll just write a song instead

Hook:
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I wanna see all that we could be
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I wanna see all that we could be

Verse:
My life is now whole but I’m addicted to change
And when you started from the bottom nothings ever the same
You say I’m living exquisite but I’m just simple and plain
Nothing has changed
Cept for the fame (hold up)
Let me explain

I make home cooked meals like every night (still)
Write music for fun that’s a rappers delight (ya feel)
Read a couple books about the spiritual life
Lyrics are tight
Chill with the tribe
The spirit of Phife
(For real)

The only difference is my urge to make a difference
Which is why I can spend a few thousand in an instant
Everyday improving constantly making revisions
To me its Holy wonders to you it’s all superstition

Keep it minty fresh my whole life is in new condition
Simply letting go of my hoes no more keep it pimpin
But I still got swagger and laughter of slickback
GOD gave me the world it’s my duty to give back

Hook:
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be
Cause I, wanna see all that we could be
Yeah I, wanna see all that we could be
(Woah)

Davido – Overseas Lyrics (feat. Sina Rambo)

On the beat is Davido
Yeah
Shizzi
Sina Rambo
New school things
Yeah

And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
Yeah
Every time I wake up in the morning
It’s you I’m calling
Girl you got me acting crazy
There’s no denying
The way you wind that waist girl
You hot like fire
Oya drop it low girl

Its gonna be me and you tonight
Where you wanna fly
I’ll take you down to Paris
And connect you to Dubai
You know you are out of sight
Catching private flights
You know your heart is willing
So you know you cannot fight
Cannot fight
And your bom bom no be lie
Bom bom bom bom bom bom
I dey wonder wonder why girl
Wonder wonder wonder
And your bom bom no be lie
Bom bom bom bom bom bom
I dey wonder wonder why girl
Wonder wonder wonder

And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
Yeah
Every time I wake up in the morning
It’s you I’m calling
Girl you got me acting crazy

There’s no denying
The way you wind that waist girl
You hot like fire
Oya drop it low girl
I don tire

[Sina Rambo Rap]

And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
Yeah
Every time I wake up in the morning
It’s you I’m calling
Girl you got me acting crazy
There’s no denying
The way you wind that waist girl
You hot like fire
Oya drop it low girl
I don tire

And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
And I’ll take you overseas girl
And I’ll buy you diamond rings girl
I’ll do things you won’t believe girl
You know say you be my dream girl
Yeah
Every time I wake up in the morning
It’s you I’m calling
Girl you got me acting crazy
There’s no denying
The way you wind that waist girl
You hot like fire
Oya drop it low girl
I don tire

And your bom bom no be lie
Bom bom bom bom bom bom
I dey wonder wonder why girl
Wonder wonder wonder
And your bom bom no be lie
Bom bom bom bom bom bom
I dey wonder wonder why girl
Wonder wonder wonder

Dagny – Paris Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You’ve been worrying too much again
How we can afford the rent
And how our friends are still at ease
Now you talkin’ ’bout the places you
Always wanted to take me to
And how there’s so much we should see

[Chorus]
But we don’t need, Paris
We don’t need, no, ay
We don’t need, Paris
We don’t need, no, ay

[Verse 2]
Liquor under my breath
We could eat croissants in bed
Spend the Sunday afternoon
In a tiny living room
We can fight the all the team
There’s some place I’d rather be
And we don’t even have to leave

[Chorus]
Baby, we don’t need, Paris
We don’t need, no, hey
We don’t need, Paris
We don’t need, no, hey

[Bridge]
Nobody else, body else
No, no, no, no
Nobody else, body else
No, no, no, no
Nobody else, body else
No, no, no, no
Nobody else, body else
No, no, no, no

[Chorus]
We don’t need, Paris (Paris)
We don’t need, no, hey
We don’t need, Paris (Paris)
We don’t need, no, hey

[Post-Chorus]
We don’t need cars, money
Clothes, let’s strip them all off
We don’t need, we don’t need ’em
We don’t need cars, money
Clothes, let’s strip them all off
We don’t need, we don’t need ’em

[Outro]
We don’t need cars, money
Clothes, let’s strip them all off
We don’t need, we don’t need ’em

Melii – Bde Lyrics (feat. Smoove L)

Aye, Aye, Aye, Suck my dick
All on my drip
Nigga inspired he f*ck with a bitch from the city
Who pretty and litty he suck on the titty like
Uh
I want you sucking and cumming come f*ck when you get me right
Uh
I want the head and no headaches and fly out to Paris life

Yeah, Mile High Club on the jet be like
Overnight the Birkin new prototype
And a bitch been bad nigga f*ck a hype
(Bitch are you dumb)
Ooh, heard I’m from Harlem he all on my body
Ooh, Domincan shorty he calling me mami
Oooh, He spending a bag so I’m calling him Papi
Ohhh I’m just a blueprint your bitch is a copy

Ohhh
Bitch who flow like this?
Who lit who glow like this?
Who miss who hit who blow like this?
Who hop out the whip and drip like this?
Bitch who flow like this?
Who lit who glow like this?
Who miss who hit who blow like this?
Who hop out the whip and drip like this?

Ass fat, I got him fantasizing
Uh, and he dumb rich
Give him the p*ssy and tranquilize him
Uh, is you dumb bitch?
Don’t need a nigga get lit without him
Uh, my money keep coming in bitch I’m in love with it
Shout out to my accountant

Apo tu si yo no
Y si me ‘porto mala lo ago encima del comedor
Y el se cree que el eh malo pero soy peor
El tiene cuero pero no como la mujeron

Aye, suck my dick
All on my drip
Nigga inspired he f*ck with a bitch from the city who pretty

And litty he suck on the titty like
Uh
I want you sucking and cumming come f*ck when you get me right
Uh
I want that head no headaches and fly out to Paris life
(Ohh la la la)

Let’s go
I wanna bitch who’s gonna suck it and f*ck it
Ain’t offer discussions just do what I say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Her nigga run her down but don’t know she made for the streets and just throw her away
You know I ain’t giving my dick to a bitch for the free
I’m a hustler, she gotta pay
I get the fast cash thru the cash app
You don’t like it then go bout your day

She said I ain’t tryna cheat I’ll never follow (yeah,yeah)
That girl so bad, hoping that she model
Got a nigga feeling like he won the lotto
She don’t spit it out, no she only swallow
Mamacita so freaky
But she ain’t in the mood
I can’t f*ck with no nice bitches showing sympathy
I like them rude or its bye bitch

Aye, Suck my dick
All on my drip
Nigga inspired he f*ck with a bitch from the city
Who pretty and litty he suck on the titty like
Uh
I want you sucking and cumming come f*ck when you get me right
Uh
I want that head no headaches and fly out to Paris life
Uh
I want you sucking and cumming come f*ck when you get me right
Uh
I want that head no headaches and fly out to Paris life
(Ohh la la la)

NAV – Chirp Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: NAV]
Yeah, yeah, what’s up?
Um, I’m still, I’m still recording, but you wanna come by?

[Verse 1: NAV]
Workin’, I don’t get a break like a Kit-Kat
Rockin’ all designer clothes, but it’s mismatched (Ayy)
I don’t ever worry ’bout where my bitch at (Bitch)
Drivin’ packs on the road, had to risk that (Let’s go, brr)
I’ma get the Rollie slime green, slatt, slatt (Slatt)
They movin’ out the way every time I back back (Skrrt)
Spent 150K, got my wrist wrapped
I could put the money up, I know I get it back
Both of my pinkies got riggity-rocks (Big rocks)
I could get birds by the fliggity-flock (Brr)
Shoppin’ in Paris for drippity-drop
Makin’ hits, I’ll never flippity-flop (Flop)
I can’t just let any bitch in my spot
Before you get in, are you fuckin’ or not?
I’ll take some top, I don’t care for the box
She on the way, I fell asleep on the Wock’
Pullin’ out bitches from the crowd at my show
Like a hood girl, I don’t like pink toes
I think I’ma keep her, I’m impressed by her throat
Bought the bitch a Benz with a Prada pink coat
Yeah, I pop pills, I been rollin’ all day
Ain’t a bad bitch in my city I ain’t slay
Wake up in the morning, ‘fore I eat, I get cake
Don’t wanna hear your problems, got a lot on my plate

[Chorus: NAV & Quavo]
My phone go chirp (Brrt)
Drivin’ Bentley, vert (Skrrt)
Tried to put me in the dirt (Dirt)
But I broke the curse (Curse)
Cash said eighty for a verse (Yeah)
Say you got half, let’s work (Yeah)
Almost got attached to the Percs (Percs)
Pop another Addy, go to work (Let’s go)
Sippin’ on drank (Sippin’ on drank)
Sippin’ on drank (Sippin’ on drank)
Told her put the money in her skirt (Skirt)
Told her bend that ass, she squirt (Squirtle)
Diamonds gon’ bling like blur, drip
Clear water, pure water, surf, flip
All this money I get
Throwin’ up money, I’m watchin’ your bitch strip, strip (Pop it)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
My whip is exotic, my bitch is exotic
And we on the block with narcotics (Narco)
AK won’t fit in my pocket
We order five privates to the tropics (Woah)
I want two hundred M’s, ain’t no option
We keep on poppin’ pills ’til it’s toxic (Yeah)
Dirty the money, laundry, had to wash it (Yeah)
I put the bounty on him, had to drop it (Drop it, uh)
On the phone, put ’em on a lil’ lick (Brrt)
If you hit, I’ma get a lil’ rich (Brrt)
Don’t call if it don’t make sense (No, no)
Don’t make cheese, it don’t make sense (No, no)
Got too many tings on the leash (Too)
Good dope make ’em turn to a fiend (No)
Alicia (Yeah), Alicia (Alicia), Alicia when I play with the keys

[Chorus: NAV & Quavo]
My phone go chirp (Brrt, phone go chirp)
Drivin’ Bentley, vert (Skrrt)
Tried to put me in the dirt (Dirt)
But I broke the curse (Curse, broke the curse)
Cash said eighty for a verse (Yeah, yeah)
Say you got half, let’s work (Yeah, let’s work)
Almost got attached to the Percs (Percs)
Pop another Addy, go to work (Let’s go)
Sippin’ on drank (Sippin’ on drank)
Sippin’ on drank (Sippin’ on drank)
Told her put the money in her skirt (Skirt)
Told her bend that ass, she squirt (Squirtle)
Diamonds gon’ bling like blur, drip
Clear water, pure water, surf, flip
All this money I get
Throwin’ up money, I’m watchin’ your bitch strip, strip (Pop it)

Alok, Felix Jaehn & The Vamps – All The Lies Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We were gonna go to Paris
We were gonna get tattoos
Told my mama I would marry you
Started building a foundation
Me, you from the ground straight up
We built our walls so strong no one got through

[Pre-Chorus]
You tell me all the things I wanna hear
When I’m gone, you say you want me near
You look me in the eyes, say that we will stay for life
These feelings that we caught won’t disappear

[Chorus]
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite
I know goodbyes, they hurt
I need to hear you say it
One time before I go, whisper it slow
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh, say it slow
Oh-oh-oh, say it
“I love you” was my favourite
Oh-oh-oh, say it slow
Oh-oh-oh, say it
“I love you” was my favourite

[Verse 2]
You told me you and him were good friends
Known him since you’ve been at school
Told me I was overthinking like I do

You said I didn’t need to worry
We’d get along ’cause he’s so cool
Girl, you must’ve thought I was some kind of fool

[Pre-Chorus]
You tell me all the things I wanna hear
When I’m gone, you say you want me near
You look me in the eyes, say that we will stay for life
These feelings that we caught won’t disappear

[Chorus]
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite
I know goodbyes, they hurt
I need to hear you say it
One time before I go, whisper it slow
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite

[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh-oh, say it slow
Oh-oh-oh, say it
“I love you” was my favourite
Oh-oh-oh, say it slow
Oh-oh-oh, say it
“I love you” was my favourite

[Chorus]
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite
I know goodbyes, they hurt
I need to hear you say it
One time before I go, whisper it slow
Of all the lies I heard
“I love you” was my favourite

Yxng Bane – Are You Mad Lyrics (feat. K-trap)

(The Elements)
(K.O.D. in the building)

Yeah, I was a big man from eighteen
Ain’t no older gonna sell me no spot
And I got 18k gold Rolex
Put it in a case, that’s a President box
Used to rock big creps too, it last longer
And now I wear tight ones to fit with my drop
Man chase money, the B’s like honey
The mandem sweet, so the gyalies on us
Said he don’t like me
Should’ve done CRB, made his girl do C2C
Best train on a mandem, I don’t understand them
N***** get got for getting at me
There ain’t no forgettin’ in me
She said, "You must remember me"
You was at Squeezy’s, weren’t you?
Text me, let me squeeze
Before I went global with Kojo
We was in the ride, tryna get man back
Four man, one wap
Now we tour the world, not a local lad
I don’t mind bougee girls at all
But the brain is mad when the ghetto one bad
And I pay all my dues to the streets
A’ight, my man, brother, I don’t get taxed

You’ve been missing lately, when you gonna bring it back
I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at?
I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?

You’ve been missing lately, when you gonna bring it back
I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at?
I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?

I don’t even wanna be the same as them man there
Cah them man are just gas
Sweetie tried gas, left on read, period, fam

Now you know why I don’t like no socials
Paranoid, everything’s tapped
I think my phone’s tapped
The jury’s tapped, the mandem tapped

Really had to ruin that drip when I went on a glide
And I ain’t never owned no holster, I put it in my pocket and got on a bike
Pulled up, shorty get in this ride
She ain’t had it before, might get it tonight
Dior all white, I’m steppin’ alright, I got it off rap, I got it off white
I got it off him and gave it to him, I ain’t touchin’ a thing, I’m makin’ a drink
That’s fish in the pot, I’m makin’ it sing
I’m slappin’ her arse, I’m makin’ her prim
Opps on the roof, tryna make it a thing
Two man in a ding can answer that boy
Shoppin’ with bae, I can’t sing for ya
Go and follow behind, two-car convoy
Told me she wanna go Paris, Harvey, Harrods
I just let her follow me Hatton
China girl, I bet you she’s flattered
Truck over there, all I see is cappers
Really boot it to you and rappers
Told ’em put focus on things that matters
I give you the green, man, it’s time for the mazza

You’ve been missing lately, when you gonna bring it back
I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at?
I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?

You’ve been missing lately, when you gonna bring it back?
I need some love, I need a hug, girl, where you at?
I’ve had po-po at my gates, the M-way and my flat
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?
Girl, are you mad?

Alex Isley – We’ll Always Have Paris Lyrics

I think I changed my mind for the last time
No more chances, no more answers
Almost came cross the line 3 or 4 times
I can’t go there, a broken heart gets nowhere

We’ll always have Paris, we’ll share it
But that’s far as it goes, that’s all that I know
Nothing else to call it, I’m not for it
That’s far as it goes, that’s all that I know

One thing I can define
You gave me love so blind
I won’t forget it, I know where we were heading (yeaaa)
I like us kissing by the Eiffel
I don’t like walking with my eyes closed
So I had to break this cycle
Before all the lights go

We’ll always have Paris, we’ll share it
But that’s far as it goes, that’s all that I know
Nothing else to call it, I’m not for it
That’s far as it goes, that’s all that I know

This is where I leave you
Knowing I don’t want to
But that’s as far as it goes
That’s all that I know
Thank you for the memories
I’m not feeling risky
That’s as far as it goes
That’s all that I know

This is as far as it goes
This is the part where I go
I can’t get hurt no more, no more

This is as far as it goes
This is the part where I go
I can’t get hurt no more, no more

Tsr Crew – Rap Grand Gabarit Lyrics

[Couplet 1:Hugo]
Un rap grand gabarit ça vient de Paris
On va pas rire tu vas pâlir
Un rap en or même si chez nous on voit pas de riche
La même odeur d’enfer que des mômes fière
J’balance des mots en fer pas moyen de fuir
Le 18eme c’est que des moments forts à coup de sep?
Les vrais savent comment j’suis débrouillard
Peu d’heure ou j’chiale les yeux rougeâtre c’est l’TSR rouilla
Jeunesse barge moi j’en parle et les gens pleurent
Que du son pur aucune censure quand du son part dans les sampleur
Un rap grand gabarit trois gars d’Paris qui squatte la même impasse
C’est moi Hugo les moment parlent toujours le même impact
Et hoche la tête mec vient pas test
Achète la tape aller à terre c’est bien viser
C’est l’TSR protège ta tête
Ecoute nos voix sur des flow souples
Nos vieux sens pour la forme
Quelques efforts avoue q’suis fort
Kiff le son ou la ferme
Ça va faire mal jeunesse formelle
Les gars d’chez moi dorment mal
J’vois un tas d’or moi marx dormoy
Provocateur des 8ans pour l’18ème
Tu l’a senti va voir ton soss c’est TSR et dit lui q’t’aime

[Couplet 2: Omry]
On m’a dit d’pondre grand gabarit
Y a pas de soucis dès l’début on va pas rire
J’me présente Omry 18eme Paris
Même si c’est pas riche on l’né? parce que c’est plein d’risques
Parce qu’il n y a pas un flic qui contrôle sans être plein d’flip
Mais tu veux teste avec qui j’écris un texte à hit et vu la liste
J’ai de quoi garder longtemps la tête haute
C’est p’être auch finit l’bédo et j’suis féroce
Pas l’intention de m’faire ièche
Alors j’fais c’qu’il faut comment quand j’veux pas faire heuche?
Omry MC pas rastafari et même si j’fume du shit
J’ai pas l’intention d’rester faya
Respire cousin même défoncé t’es pas d’taille face à moi
La vie m’a façonné pour tenir en respect face au mic
Déterminé comme la vie sans manque
Lyrics assassine comme quand les flic te fixe au mur
J’prends l’crome et les gants prose élégante
Téma la rime fait bouger le crane des gens
C’était Omry sénégalais pas très costaud mais il a ses galons
J’ai plus de place sur le cahier Vin7 c’est à toi de t’régaler

[Couplet 3: Vin7]
J’entends le dring
Je débarque sur le ring
Même sous l’effet d’la drogue
Ça s’fera dans les règles
J’suis en rogne près à imposer mon règne
Faut j’cogne jusqu’à sa saigne
L’arbitre me fait signe
Pour l’instant j’suis resté digne
Mais devant c’est un vrai dingue
Un gabarit avec lequel jamais tu blague
Un grand black 2m20
Et moi avec mon 80 en vain
J’y vais, j’en veux
Mais jamais je l’atteint à temps
J’ai jamais mis autant d’volonté
Pourtant j’suis bien partie
Pour finir perdant
Par deux fois j’me suis fait feinté
Mais faut -il pour autant flancher
J’décide donc d’le faucher
Ça y est j’l’ai fâché
Et j’avais juste à l’faire chier
Son défaut j’l’ai plus à l’chercher
J’le met au défi à nouveau j’y vais et j’élève le niveau
Et ce con n’y vois rien en conclusion grand gabarit ça vaut rien
Faut simplement varier sa tactique et tous ceux qui m’critique
Bah venez nous verrons

Sandie Shaw – Monsieur Dupont Lyrics

The rain was falling down, as I flew out of town
I went to Paris for the da
And there I got to know a certain Romeo
With oh so gentle continental ways

{Refrain:}
Monsieur Dupont, la la ta ta, Monsieur Dupont
La la la la
You made me see so tenderly that I was never
Loved before
Monsieur Dupont, la la ta ta, I know it’s
Wrong, la la la la
That I don’t ever want to go home anymore

You said “Hello” to me, and I began to see
That I could fall in love with you
I seemed to realize the kind of paradise
Your continental kiss could lead me to

{au Refrain}

I’m learning every day a different word to say
I know “Je t’aime” and “Je t’adore”
But won’t you tell how, oh won’t you tell me
Now
The way you say en français: Give me more!

{au Refrain}

That I don’t ever want to go home anymore

France: Yellow Vests continue to march in Paris

Footage shows anti-government protesters. They took to the streets of Paris for the 66th consecutive weekend Yellow Vests demonstration on Saturday. Protesters hold signs against pension reforms and accuse various people of creating state lies. The Yellow Vests movement certainly has been demonstrating against the status quo every Saturday since November 2018. A nationwide strike against pension reforms is one of the largest French history (started in December 2019). This creates even more for the movement.

The yellow vests movement (French: Mouvement des gilets jaunes) is a populist, grassroots political movement for economic justice. It began in France in October 2018. After an interesting online petition posted in May had attracted almost a million signatures, mass demonstrations began on 17 November. The massive movement was initially motivated by rising fuel prices and a high cost of living.

The movement was caused by: rise in crude oil prices in 2018, fuel tax, traffic enforcement cameras, austerity measures, 2017 wealth tax repeal, globalization and neoliberalism.

Their goals are: increase in the French minimum wage, end to austerity measures, improved standard of living, government transparency and accountability, improved government services for rural areas, constitutional proposal for Citizens’ initiative referendum, including constitutional, legislative, abrogative, and recall initiatives.

Izzy Lucid – Ego, Pt. 2 Lyrics (feat. Klur)

[Verse 1: Izzy Lucid]
Living like this man
It got me going crazy
All these other rappers
Never phase me
Bitches didn’t f**k with my shit back then
Now they out here trying to call me baby
I say f**k my ex girl
Right where I stand
Out here trying to
Say you’re a fan
I’m on the come up and shit
But I still body bag
All these niggas
That be claiming
That they kings bitch I’m back
And we running this shit
Man it’s me and my clique
We taking the game
Like we’ve been taking your bitch
I don’t beg no one for help
But these hip hop niggas
Only on the damn come up
Cuz’ they all be riding dick
But I swear to god I’ll make it
On my own
The music I make
Got me f**king with your mental
f**k the depression
It got me spiralling alone
All the time I spend at home
Feeling low
Fast forward, 23
Thinking about the shit I went through
Sitting in hotels in Paris
With my page and pencil
Don’t take shit gentle
f**k your opinion
Leave the booth
Keeping shit suspenseful
Yeah, Izzy Lucid

[Verse 2: KluR]
Hop up in the booth
Thinking my flow is presidential
Praise to the most with the
Word and instrumentals
How high
Am I
Growth is exponential
Laughing at the dreams
Busy sleeping on potential
From window shopping
To champagne at the doors
Walking in the room
To people waving from the floors
Now I’m waiting on the calls
For me to be at the awards
Hear my name in the wind
Coming from the corridor
You lames better square up
Need to get your weight up
Cheddar only speaks
To the niggas with their ears up
Rat packing to carrot stacking
Nigga, Keep up
Gate crashing to late fashion
You need to wake up
Sitting on a billi before I’m turning 24
25, all the homies never needing anymore
26, three stories, steady chilling on the shore
Looking back at this moment
While the Ace is being poured
It’s about time
That a nigga celebrate it, wait
Pour a couple more so
Everybody has a dinner plate
Play the hand I’m dealt
And turn it to a golden slate
So f**k you, f**k her
And everybody with some shit to say
KluR

French police clash with striking firefighters in Paris

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kekra – J’travaille Lyrics

[Refrain 1]
J’travaille, pour la maille
J’bataille, pour la famille
J’travaille, pour la maille
J’bataille, pour la famille

[Couplet 1]
Les rageux n’sont pas d’taille, voudraient nous voir bannis
Mais j’suis en Tanzanie, j’roule un teh en plein safari
Couleur jaune canari, doigts d’pied en éventail
Gucci sur les sandales, ne m’parlez pas d’Paris

[Pré-refrain]
Sinon j’donne plus d’nouvelles
Laissez-moi profiter très loin des fous
Sinon j’donne plus d’nouvelles
Laissez-moi profiter très loin des fous

[Refrain 1]
J’travaille, pour la maille
J’bataille, pour la famille
J’travaille, pour la maille
J’bataille, pour la famille

[Couplet 2]
Everytime, j’pense à ma mama et papa, oui
Pour eux, j’veux l’oseille de Paname, oui
Big time, money Khelaïfi
Franjo du Bénin j’te vois la famille
J’t’oublie pas frérot, t’es déjà sur la liste
J’veux voir le sourire des miens quand j’agis
J’veux voir le sourire des miens quand j’agis

[Pré-refrain]
Sinon j’donne plus d’nouvelles
Laissez-moi profiter très loin du four
Sinon j’donne plus d’nouvelles
Laissez-moi profiter d’un rendez-vous

[Refrain 2]
Avec le temps
Avec, avec le temps
Avec le temps
Les choses se font, yeah
Avec le temps
Avec, avec le temps
Avec le temps
Les choses se font, yeah

[Pont]
Les choses se font, yeah
Les choses se font, yeah
Les choses se font, yeah
J’travaille
Pour la maille
J’travaille
J’bataille, pour la famille

[Refrain 2]
Avec le temps
Avec, avec le temps
Avec le temps
Les choses se font, yeah
Avec le temps
Avec, avec le temps
Avec le temps
Les choses se font, yeah

MoStack – Staqdó Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
ILL BLU

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tetes Raides – Les Clampettes Lyrics

Et vivent les filles bien faites
La Seine et les grandes chaleurs
Et je dégueule les jours de fête

On n’est pas là pour regarder à s’attrister les clampettes
A voir vos têtes on dirait presque le printemps
On est v’nu là pour le présent et pour oublier nos ancêtres
Noyés dans ces alcoolilizants
Y’a les moineaux y’a les pigeons les mouches à merde et les grosses poules
Et moi je suis le prétendant
Dans la dynastie des fuyants du crève la mort et du tango
On joue des airs de pratiquants
Qu’avoir du temps c’est pas tout l’temps la meilleure façon de jouer de la trompette
En attendant je joue du sentiment

A l’heure ou l’on joue du silence au temps ou ça tire sur le vent
Ne jouez pas ces airs d’antan à l’allure ou meurent les oiseaux
C’est vrai

L’océan passaparis l’océan passaneuork
Ton corps est dans mes bras mon flouze est dans tes bas
Les oiseaux passaparis les oiseaux passavitry et ton corps s’fait tout Paris

Qu’on est pas là pour s’attarder à s’prendre des ciels plein les mirettes
Ça n’suffit pas d’être chanteur opéra
Faut s’en servir de nos paluches et faire bouillonner nos p’tites têtes
Ce n’est pas rien d’être scélérat
J’vois la Françoise elle est maquée elle s’est mise dans la génétique
Tic tic elle revend ses loustics
Qu’il lui en reste deux à pondre et pouvoir s’payer l’Amérik
Ça rapporte peu le sentiment
Alors j’replonge dans ma vie d’poivrot en attendant qu’il m’pousse des ailes
J’regarde passer les cormorans

Vous connaissez l’histoire du gars qu’avait voulu être un oiseau
Y vole encore ce salaud mais on est pas tous des oiseaux
C’est vrai

L’océan passaparis l’océan passaneuork
Ton corps est dans mes bras mon flouze est dans tes bas
Les oiseaux passaparis les oiseaux passavitry et ton corps s’fait tout Paris

(C’est plus l’temps du bal dans la rue la rue c’est bon pour les chacals)
(C’est l’temps des merdeux synthétiques l’heure des oiseaux en plastique)
(C’est vrai)

L’océan pleure dans Paris l’océan pleure sur Neuork
Ton corps n’est plus alors mêlé à d’autres corps
L’océan pleure dans Paris l’océan pleure sur Neuork
Les oiseaux crèvent dans Paris les oiseaux crèvent dans mon lit
Quand ton corps ne sera plus dans Paris qui s’endort

Rico Dalasam – Deise Lyrics

[Refrão]
Deise, enxuga a lágrima!
Hoje é dia de vencer
Cada sol que nasce é pra tu não esquecer
Que a luz que tu precisa tem dentro de você
Deixa o mundo saber!

[Verso 1]
Amiga! Madame!
Há quanto tempo nós nos damos os dramas
Com classe só nós enfrentamos as crises
E a vida pediu novos planos e, às vezes
A meta era mudar de ramo
E os tombos, foi juntos que nós levantamos
Jeito centro, que olhar sincero!
Lucros e danos

Há anos acompanho tua guerra na vida
Heroína de tanta história sofrida
Eu gosto de tu que não se faz de coitada
Enfrenta feito leoa todas as barras pesadas
A amizade dura porque dura o amor
Respeito tua Chandon
Tu respeita meu chão e dor
E nisso eu dou valor
E fiz os versos pra firmar
Mesmo se eu estiver longe
Onde eu ‘tiver vou gritar

[Refrão]
Deise, enxuga a lágrima!
Hoje é dia de vencer
Cada sol que nasce é pra tu não esquecer
Que a luz que tu precisa tem dentro de você
Deixa o mundo saber!

[Verso 2]
Creio num dia em que um gringo venha e te leve
Dê tudo que tu merece
Um amor que não perece
Lembra da Kátia?
Hoje vive na frança
Teve duas crianças e outra história para contar
Feito um diamante quando tirado da lama
Deixou gente que ama porque achou alguém pra amar

Sabe, mana, eu sou fechamento contigo
Quando eu amo, eu digo
Deixa o sol clarear
Que é papo de Califórnia, Nova York, Paris
Pro dia nascer feliz!
Frenesi e fugaz
Cedo eu vim nessa saga
Probetone, mais brioche, chocotone
Sem conta no bar do Tony
Mas que assumi, não some!
O Neymar voltando a ser homem
Meu rap em todos os fones…

Essa eu vou dedicar
A todas as Deises
A todas as Anne
À Leila e à Daiane
À Dara e à Dani
À Carla e à Elaine
À Rafa e à Luane
À Kal e à Diane
À Karol e à Dê
À Monica, Lá e à Alê
À Andreia e à Lidi
À Ká e à Ana Elise
À Ju, á Lu e à Ísis
À Paula e à Alice
À Bruna e à Clarice
À Dara e à Fê…

[Ponte]
Essa é pra firmar que
Hoje é dia de vencer
Cada sol que nasce é pra tu não esquecer
Que a luz que tu precisa tem dentro de você
Deixa o mundo saber!

[Refrão]
Deise, enxuga a lágrima!
Hoje é dia de vencer
Cada sol que nasce é pra tu não esquecer
Que a luz que tu precisa tem dentro de você
Deixa o mundo saber!

Freddie Dredd – Spring Lyrics

[Intro: MC Flavinho]
Eu viajei o mundo todo
Olha, puta que pariu
Primeiro eu passei na 13
Que é o baile do Brasil
Eu fui lá pro Jacaré
Que é o baile de Paris
Fui parar lá na Colômbia
Que é no complexo do Li-

[Verse: Freddie Dredd]
Two mo’ hoes, bitches cold
Look I’m on a roll, .22 magnum water hole
Aim it close, it’s on your nose
It ain’t even loaded I just like to see you scared
I’m the one to come up to your house and raise your body hair
What you want from me? The double D, I’ll cut you once then let you sleep
Get so high I’m bout’ to peak, damn you love it lil’ freak
Scopin’ in the night, I can barely see a thing, and I trust my gut to let it buckle
Shit, I killed the king
In the spring I will bury you
Sing this song, I’ll carry you
To your grave no one can save [?]
People can’t remember what you even look like
You’ve been gone, gone for way too long
Deep inside your neighbors’ lawn
Cold case, what a waste
“C’mon Freddie have some taste”
Never bitch I do my thing
I just wanna see you hang
Runnin’ outta anger, I just got to get my fix
Think I’m nice? Well what a twist
Then I go off in the mist

[Outro: MC Flavinho]
Eu viajei o mundo todo
Olha, puta que pariu
Primeiro eu passei na 13
Que é o baile do Brasil
Eu fui lá pro Jacaré
Que é o baile de Paris
Fui parar lá na Colômbia
Que é no complexo do Lins

Tomas Ledin – Just Nu Lyrics

Han är trött på stan, det händer ingenting
Det mesta är sig likt här runtomkring
Veckan kryper fram, helgen springer förbi
Samma snack varje dag om att göra sig fri

Just nu vill jag leva, just nu!
Just nu vill jag känna, just nu!
Känna luften i mina lungor
Känna blodet som pulserar
Känna ljuset i mina ögon
Känna tiden som passerar

Han vill dra iväg, kanske ner till Paris
Och hitta äventyret på något vis
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Just nu…

Känna luften i mina lungor (Just nu!)
Känna blodet som pulserar (Just nu!)
Kännaljuset i mina övon, (Just nu!)
Känna tiden som passerar (Just nu!)
Just nu vill jagt leva just nu!
Just nu vill jag känna, just nu!

Känna luften i mina lungor…

Doja Cat – Streets Lyrics

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[Intro]
[?]
Bla-a-aq Tuxedo
Down-down on the, down-down on the beat

[Chorus]
Like you
Like you
Like you
Ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you
Like you
Like you
Send your location, come through
I can’t sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can’t be without you
I can’t, I find no one like you
I can’t sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can’t be without you
I can’t, I find no one like you

[Verse 1]
Baby, we tried to fight it
We all been there some days
Thought I need something else
And acted like I was okay
We just had to work it out
And baby I needed space
Ain’t nobody wrong here
You live on yours so far away

[Bridge]
You pulled me heart out
I’m nothing like a [?]
You held me so down
So down I never grew (Oh)
And tried to find out
And none of them came through
And now I’m stuck in the middle
And baby had pull me out

[Chorus]
Like you
Like you
Like you
Ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you
Like you
Like you
Send your location, come through

[Verse 2]
Yeah, damn papa, you a rare weed
No comparing
And it’s motherfucking scary
Tryna keep him ’cause I found him
Let a ho know
I ain’t motherfucking sharing
I could take you to the parents
Then to Paris
Plan a motherfucking wedding
You the type I wanna marry (Yeah)
And keep you married
I put a ring on when you ready
We play our fantasies out in real life ways and
No Final Fantasy, can we end these games tho
You give me energy, make me feel lightweight
Like the birds of a feather, baby we real life made for each other
And it’s hard to keep my cool
When other bitches tryna get with my dude and
When other chickens tryna get in my coop
‘Cause you’re a one in a million, there ain’t no man like you

[Chorus]
Like you
Like you
Like you
Ooh
I found it hard to find someone like you
Like you
Like you
Like you
Send your location, come through
I can’t sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can’t be without you
I can’t, I find no one like you
I can’t sleep no more
In my head, we belong
And I can’t be without you
I can’t, I find no one like you

Frank Ocean – DHL Lyrics

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[Intro]
Love that I, love that I give
That is not all that I give up
Uh, uh-huh
Love that I, love that I give
Uh-huh, uh-huh, huh
That is not all that I give up

[Verse 1]
Look at them shakes, uh-huh
Made up a dance
How come you shook?
But I ain’t took out my hands
Beans, Starbucks, starstruck
Bitch comin’ soon, yeah, that’s ’cause you suck, yeah
(Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off
Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off)
That’s comin’ soon, yeah (Suck my dick, huh)
I’m in my bag
I’m in my bag, stay on alert
I’m going on-stage, ’cause all of my chains diving deep off
Findin’ the key, put it in, Kawasaki
Totin’ that Amazon (Amazon)
Shit like 6’5″ (Shit like 6’5″)
Take back, rewind, now I rewind
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine (Baby be mine)
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine

[Chorus]
Got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up with a pack
Got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up like a pill
Got a pack, fuckin’ with Saturday night chill
Just got up off of on a pack (I got a pack)
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
I got a pack, came from DHL
I got a shot at the pill
I got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up on a pill
Count it up

[Verse 2]
Niggas think it’s new, it ain’t new, boy
Old files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, tell the truth
Boy toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover
Boy toy ride me like a Uber, like the Uber
Smiley face, factory casing, ain’t buss it down, yeah
I laugh and I forgave it, violations, ain’t seen ’em around, yeah
Could test it, wavy pool, sit behind the pool
I’m tellin’ the truth, bro
Remind me of trade, brushin’ his waves
Shit look like ramen noodles
Fuck, this shit sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, bro
And it still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon
New files sittin’ on my drive, nothin’ new, yeah
New vibes and I can’t get down, what you do, yeah
New vibes, really can’t get down to the pool, yeah
New gliss sittin’ on the cyst, on my wrist, yeah
New bitch ridin’ on my dick like a kick, yeah
All in the day and I paid for the studio rate, instead of the rent, yeah
Now I can hang in this bitch every day waitin’ for some inspiration to hit me
Look like I’m dressed for a hike but I really look like I’m in Paris and shit, yeah
Look like I’m dressed for a camp ’cause I’m pitchin’ up that, like I’m pitchin’ a tent, yeah
This ain’t no fuckin’ hopes and dreams, prophecy
All these sleeve wafers and the coffee bean
Roman numerals, niggas wanna buy me, we exposed
Double D’s exposed, throw some beats
Fuckin’ these hoes, leave, now my fuckin’ floor stores
Move me slow, yes
Roofie tea, ice ecstasy, rollin’
You seen my bag, it’s swollen, I want more, I can’t even fold it
I drop you a pin like I’m bowling
You want it so now you my opponent
Breakfast and dinner is plenty, we spend all that time alone, alone
Watchin’ the clouds roll, woah

[Chorus]
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, a pack, yeah
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, DHL
Just got up on a pill
There it is woo
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just came up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just got up with a pack
I got a pack, over at DHL
Chick just got up with a pack

[Outro]
Independent jug, sellin’ records out the trunk
I’m already rich as fuck so the products in the front
Got my partner in the front, been my BF for a month
But we been fuckin’ from the jump

G-Eazy – Hittin Licks Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah (It’s time for the ninety-nine)
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together (Uh)

[Verse 1]
You my bitch forever
I wanna mob with you, hittin’ licks together
Through thick and thin we stick together
Let’s run a threesome, hit a bitch together, yeah
But honestly, we’re enough together
Let’s move to Paris and be rich forever
Then maybe go half on some kids together
Settle down in Florence, baby, it’s whatever, yeah
Wintertime we can switch the furs
40K a piece, cop his and hers
Vicuña plus got the Birkin purse
Scenic route in the ‘Rari while the engine purrs

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, you make the boy calm down
I just want to hear you sing this song out loud
Uh, and she loyal to the core
I’m worried about her, I ain’t worried ’bout yours

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together

[Verse 2]
Bonnie and Clyde, no reason to switch
Ready to die, it’s just me and my bitch
We out to Dubai when the seasons switch
Left some girls in the past, I ain’t seen ’em since
Call from the plane as it takes off for you
Came to see you, took some days off for you
One life to live, I would die for you
Whatever you ask, you know I would supply for you
Rolex, Chanel clutch I buy for you
Cartier nail bracelet ’cause I adore you
Answer whenever you call, I won’t ignore you
2000 roses Venus ET Fleur, yeah, I’ll spoil you

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, you make the boy calm down
I just want to hear you sing this song out loud
Yeah, and she loyal to the core
Worried about her, I ain’t worried ’bout yours

[Chorus]
One of one, ain’t no one like me
One of one, ain’t no one like you
Yeah, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together, yeah
One of one ain’t no one like us
Why the fuck you think they don’t like us?
Ay, we the shit together
Let’s go around the world hittin’ licks together

Ruth B. – Sycamore Tree Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I don’t trust a lot, but I think I trust you
I keep to myself, but I’m crazy as well
And I know I don’t know a lot about you
And you know you don’t know a lot about me
But, I’ll give you my time if you give me your mind

You feel so brand new, like I’ve never felt this before
I thought I found love, but I’m always left wanting more
And I know it’s not easy opening up
But when I’m with you I can’t enough
So, I’ll give you my mind if you give me your time

[Chorus]
So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
Tell me ’bout your family and all your greatest fears
I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
So meet me when the sun’s out we talk all about you and me
Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree

[Verse 2]
Come explore my thoughts, that I don’t let most people see
Then I’ll dive into your heart, to find out what makes it beat
Just a little faster when you’re alone
Tell me ’bout the things that make you feel
So, good in your soul then I’ll give you my own

[Chorus]
So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree

[Bridge]
You want to go to Paris, I want to go to space
You like the way I kiss you, I see it on your face
You know my favorite color, I know you don’t have one
Time stops when we’re together

[Chorus]
So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree

Ace Hood – In My Bag Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay dios mios!
Body Bag (Bag)
Oh yeah, nigga (Uh)
I wanna take off
Uh

[Verse: Ace Hood]
Raise up my levels, I’m doing it
I bought some Balenci’s and ruined them
That shit on the dash, I’m doing it
The vision aligned, I’m doing it
My Queen on her shit and she doing it
Want it, she on it, pursuing it
I’m with the kids then I’m in the gym, then I’m in the studio doing it
Miss me with all the confusion, I leave it all in the music
You niggas square as a rubix, I’m in a pair of the newest
I’m out in Paris, I’m doing it
Under influence, I’m wooing it
I hear your music, I’m booing it
You lay a finger, I’m queuing it
I let her pull on the roots, I wanna feel on her roots
So much shit I’d do, let that freon loose
You got that peon juice
Neon whip, on coupe
Talk my shit, I bought a new stick
I ain’t even planning on shooting up shit
No way could change, memory lane
I’m in the parks where my enemies hang
Fuck it I’m loose, don’t be a goof
This nigga going too dumb in the booth
I got that pressure, applying it too
I been that nigga since Daisy Duke’s
I hit that button, now where’s the roof?
Speaking of GOAT, nigga here’s the proof
Heard they was talking, he signed to who?
I’m in the suit for the randevu
Caught in the moment, I’m trying to groove
Militant minded, you know how I move
I’m in the space of the manifest, ain’t got no time for the internet
I got the slightest of one regret
I should of worked with that nigga X (XX Live Long)
Bless souls, live long
Still here writing my wrongs
Plenty hits in my phone
Push to start and I’m gone
Revving the engine, it’s heavy
Rollie and ring, I’m petty
Caking this shit like a Deli
Whipping this bitch like a Deli
Body!
Bag

Lil Tracy – I Could Fuck All My Exes Lyrics

Yeah
Yuh, yuh

I could fuck all of my exes, yuh
I could fuck all of their best friends
I can fuck all of my exes
I can fuck all of their best friends
Niggas jealous on my necklace
Tryna message all my exes
I’m just tryna get a Lexus
So I’m flexin’ n’ finessin’
Flexin’ n’ finessin’, yah
I can fuck all of my exes

My main bitch too precious
Lil mama, ain’t dressin’
I’m leavin’ my pants, yuh
Pants ’em from Paris, yuh
Girl [?] she’s parents
She said she like what I’m wearin’
Used to be a little nigga, yuh
Tracy got a lot bigger, yuh
Fuck niggas, I switched up, ay
Don’t be mad, if I don’t pick up, yeah

I’m prolly on the road, yeah
You’re prolly a hoe, yeah
I’m choosin’ all my hoe, ay
I’m choosin’ all my old hoe

I can fuck all of my exes, yuh
I could fuck all of their best friends
But I learned my lesson
My new bitch Cinderella
Think she forbidden as rella
You smoking girls more better, yuh
Glocks in the [?]
Niggas think they clever

I can fuck all of my exes
I can all of their best friends
Niggas jealous on my necklace
Tryna message all my exes
I’m just tryna get a Lexus
So I’m flexin’ n’ finessin’
Tryna pull up in a Lexus, yuh
That’s why you know that I’m flexin’
Black in the day you was flexin’, ay
Now I’m ignoring your texts, yah
If I bring to this mansion
Girl will be your ex bitch, yah
I could fuck all of my exes, yuh
But I live in the present, yuh