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Snoop Dogg – I C Your Bullshit Lyrics

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[Intro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 1]
I see your phony ass
Out here actin’ like you changed with yo funky ass
Fake-fake as my last bitch, flunky ass
Mind all over the place with your clumsy ass
Niggas still fake-fake fakin’ like they not
Ferraris switchin’ lanes, ‘scape takin’ niggas spots
Oh, you thinkin’ that she love you?
No, she just needs a sponsor
Claimin’ you a boss, but you still livin’ with yo mama

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 2]
Why you actin’ smart when you not? (No, you’re not)
Actin’ like you hot when you not? (On my mama)
When you not? When you not? When you not?
I can’t fake with you no more, I’m just not (Can’t do it)
All that fast talkin’ shit, it ain’t gon’ work here
Go back over there ‘fore you get hurt here
Shit hit the fan on the Klan, I was first-first
Think I’m a problem, on God, it get worse here

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 3]
Every time I see you, you beg a nigga for money
Don’t even ask how I’m doin’, but tell me keep it one hunnid
So, I’ma say it and mean it so you can hear this
Loud and clear, fuck outta here
See I’m a smile away, put the pile away
And I can smell bullshit about a mile away
Old bullshit-ass nigga, let it go
Or a bunch of bullshit is what you headed fo’

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Outro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me, me

Lyrics
Snoop Dogg – Focused Lyrics

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[Intro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Focus on me

[Verse 1]
So much smoke in the air, you can’t see shit
Servin’ Crip dick ’til the bitch sea sick
Bought everything, I don’t lease shit, G shit
Workin’ out so the fleece fit, cool
I’m on that who-you-wanna-be shit
West to East shit for all my dawgs and my Heathcliffs
Streets on tax so the heat’s on my lap
When it’s war, fuck the law, fuck it, bury me strapped
Money long as 21 Cadillacs
Matter fact, get it scratched like BattleCat
Hood politics, every real nigga battles that
Still standin’ ’cause the way a nigga handled that
10 toes down, never actin’ like a mark
Only nigga with a star that got put on at the Park, nigga
That’s on the set, that’s on my mama
I could still pull up at the Park, nigga

[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that

[Verse 2]
Gangbangers rejoice when they hear my voice
Pullin’ up in Rolls Royce, the hood in full-force still
Realizing I’m the source still
The wrong move could get my boys killed
So I focus on me
Makin’ sure this whole shit stay rollin’
And my baby boo neck stay frozen
Rich rollin’, on the clock, non-stop
And my bank account sure shows it
Big mouth Crip and the bitch niggas can’t close it
I was chosen
So don’t worry ’bout mine, nigga, we good
And fuck what y’all think, “Free Suge”
Diamond in the back with the leather with the wood in it
Banged around the world, made sure I kept the hood in it
Yeah, one time for the king
And I still smoke a nigga like a big bag of weed
On moms

[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that

[Outro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?

Lyrics
Snoop Dogg – First Place Lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

Lyrics
Young Thug – Sup Mate Lyrics

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[Intro: Future]
(DY Krazy)
Yellow tape, I put that on (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, life’s great (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, crime pay (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob, yeah, yeah)
20 cars, matte black (Yeah, yeah)
Surfin’ at the Ritz Carlton (Yeah, yeah)
22 pink toes (Poof, poof, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
Oxycontin what I piss
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
What’s up, mate? Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo)
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no fucks, mate (Woo, mate)
Give no fucks, mate (Woo, fucks, mate), I’m up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It’s up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no fucks, mate
Let’s fuck, mate (Woo)
Fucked my classmate (Woo), fuck, shit, let’s splash, mate (Woo)
Or suck that shit, let’s splash, hey

[Verse 2: Future]
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all
Wanna try this shit, let me know
We prepare first and then Columbine
Trenchcoat, under a nigga’s sleeve

[Refrain: Future & Young Thug]
Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Future]
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin’ it down, I’m smokin’ a pound, I’m fuckin’ around (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all

[Chorus: Future]
What’s up, mate? (Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what’s brackin’, mate? (Woo)
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I’m geeked, mate, pushin’ weight, outta shape (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 4: Young Thug & Future]
Red wings, red bottoms, I’m a fuckin’ devil (Yeah, yeah)
20 tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah)
I done gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles

[Verse 5: Future]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna fuck on a bitch (Yeah)
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique (Yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I’m gettin’ it (Uh)
Step on the floor, now I’m lit (Woo)

[Refrain: Young Thug & Future]
Wipe his nose, wipe a nose (Woo)
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo)
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo)
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 6: Future & Young Thug]
I’m so high, all I can say is “Woo, woo, woo”
I can’t talk, I barely could say, “Woo, woo, woo”
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh)
Fuck that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (Fuck it, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 7: Young Thug & Future]
Count a half and another
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can never be a facade, relative
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up to the sky with my mom, brothers
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They let it hit from the side, they were all cudders
(Woo, woo, fuck it, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 8: Future]
Oh, okay, fuck her good, make her try voodoo
Okay, my plug put me on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, pay it in full, I’m a black Jew
What’s population? I come from the trenches, we pray for a brick
What’s poppin’, lady? Bitches love a nigga’s accent (Woo, woo)
Pain pills, codeine, hydro, acid (Woo, woo)
I hang with some slimes, pullin’ kick doors (Woo, woo)
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin’
Gucci socky on my feet
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
One, two, three, I got freaks
Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
Ooh, ass and her titties
Ooh, that ting litty
And my Spanish ting, she bad like J. Lo (Ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her asshole (Ooh, ooh)
50 round clip, got my Draco (Ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug classes (Ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind, Margiela ten toes (Ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind, I’m a nympho (Ooh, ooh)

[Outro: Future]
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)

Lyrics
Young Thug – What’s Your Move Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
(BL$$D)
I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
Bitch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl
I jumped out the Porsche and when straight up girl (Straight up girl)
You can leave your trousers here, you know the world

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too, yeah, woah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jeans, they so tight, they don’t fit
Still I walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than 50 on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons mix it up with the Rick’
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me “My bad”
Made it from the soil, made it from the rags
Richer than your first, richer than your last
L U V, know I got the swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan
I groove around, party pack with hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Diamonds they cook my wrist
Leg it, they fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick
Bitch had it ‘lot like a pig (Shee)
Fist work came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist (Grab AK)
Gorilla, rub your Bape on a bitch
Shoot your card K on a bitch (Bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (We livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play no)
Do everything the same on a bitch
We only pick the brain of the bitch
I thought to [?] big bills on a bitch
I got a few C’s on a bitch
I made another lead on a bitch
My diamond ’bout to [?] bitch

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What’s the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you (Oh yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
Make it rain on you (Rain)
It was hard to maintain too, uh
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

Lyrics
HRVY – Out Loud Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
First thing you should know about me
I’ve always been a man of my word
Secondly please know that I take everything
For what it’s worth

[Pre-Chorus]
I was dreaming I’m in the bars
That were closed, and you come over
Alone, ’cause you were just thinking of me
Saying how since we’ve been together
The world has been so much better
Then you leave the bar and tell me you love me

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to, ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling
Every word is straight from my heart
If I speak it, let’s believe it
That I mean it, if I say it out loud

[Verse 2]
I’ve been there before I took it way too fast
Hardest lesson I ever learned
Know you can throw it out and take it back
It’s such an easy way to get burned

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, I want the best for you
I got so much respect for you
I will never hurt you, my dear
I’m now trying to build this trust
And I don’t wanna fill it up
With the things that you think you want to hear

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to, ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling
Every word is straight from my heart
If I speak it, let’s believe it
That I mean it, if I say it out loud

[Bridge]
Three little words, three little words
Three little words, so complicated
Three little words, three little words
Three little words, so complicated

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting (awaiting)
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to (ooh), ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around (come around)

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling (ooh)
Every word is straight from my heart (heart)
If I’m speaking, it’s believing
That I need it, if I say it out loud (loud)

[Outro]
Now it’s patiently awaiting
For me to say it, if I say it out loud

Lyrics
Macklemore – Shadow Lyrics

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[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
Runnin’ from my shadow

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I need relief, I need some peace
But the voices, they keep talking to me
And I keep going to meetings, I pray every evening
But I can’t escape my disease
Lookin’ at me, stare in the mirror
Look at the man starin’ back at you
You are your failures, you are your triumphs
You are a prophet, you are an asshole
You are a devil and you are a god
You buy a shovel and bury it all
Think you can purchase your way right out of the void and not end up payin’ the cost?
Lie to yourself, lie to them, hell
Whatever helps, forgotten what’s real
You think the secrets you keep stay between you and me
But the shadow’s attached to your heels, like

[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
Runnin’ from my shadow

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I let it rain through the sunroof
I’ve been parked out by the waterfront
Been going to war with myself
Reading Sun Tzu, bumpin’ Tha Carter I
I’m back on day two, forgot how hard it was
Starin’ at me for so long, I forgot who the target was
I thought I was over this, this isn’t what sober is
What kind of dad would hold their kids
Then go back out and ignore the risk?
The shadow wants me to forget the pain
Wants me to live in the guilt and the shame
So much that I have no choice but to die from the drugs or blow out my fucking brain
The shadow, it wants me too busy
It wants me keep driftin’
It wants me to give in to fame
It wants me forgettin’ that I got an illness that lives in my spirit in different ways
Shadow, the light
They can both blind, got different names
If it’s too dark, if it’s too bright
It can still burn you with different flames
And I don’t owe them an iota
Tell my mama I’ma die sober
Yeah, I might be bipolar
I should write an album out in Wyoming
Low bottom, I’m a high roller
Go full throttle, got no chauffeur
Got two voices on both shoulders
But I keep swinging ’til the fight’s over

[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
(Runnin’ from my shadow)

[Bridge: IRO]
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day, all day
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day, all day
I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day
My mama told me I gotta be brave, be brave, be brave

[Outro: IRO]
Keep runnin’ from my shadow

Lyrics
Lana Del Rey – What happened when I left you Lyrics

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Perfect petals punctuate the fabrics yellow blue
silver platters with strawberries strewn across the room

In Zimmerman with sandals on one summer dress to choose

Three girls
eyes rolled
loud laughter
dust specs lit by afternoon

My life is sweet like lemonade now there’s no bitter fruit
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
no thought of you

My thoughts have changed
my voice is higher
now i’m over u

No flickering in my head movies
projected in Bellevue

Because I captured the mood of my wish fulfilled
and sailed to Xanadu

The grief that came in waves that rolled I navigated through

The fire from my wish as wind to future-trip to Malibu

now everything I have is perfect
nothing much to do

just perfect florals
green embroidered chairs
one dress to choose

Lyrics
Jeezy – MLK BLVD Lyrics

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[Intro: Jeezy]
Ah (Yeah)
Ha ha ha
Turn every up in that a lil bit (Yeah)
Oh, we gon’ keep that (Ha)
Yeah
Lex Luger on the beat, so what the fuck you lookin’ at?
You claim you real but your Rollie fake (Rollie fake)
Say you’re my dawg but you know you’re snake (Ssss), fuck ’em
Like Makaveli, I’m about to snap (‘Bout to snap)
Like Curtis Jackson, go and get the strap

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Yeah)
Outside, I go and get the check (Check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X (Woo)

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (Haha)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Best to wash it, wash that shit nigga)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
This nigga talkin’ like he ‘Ye or somethin’ (Like he ‘Ye or somethin’)
That nigga must be on that ye or somethin’ (Damn)
Heard what I said nigga, fuck Trump (Fuck Trump)
Say it again, nigga, fuck Trump (Yeah)
Somebody better call CNN (CNN)
Hello? I’m ’bout to make this shit G again (Let me hit that lick)
I’m war-ready like I’m Ricky Ross (Huh)
Yeah, boys in the hood, we knocking Ricky off (Boom)
She think I love her, yeah, she fucking crazy (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to pass that bitch like Tom Brady (Woah)
These niggas pussy, boy, this shit a drip (A drip)
I’m better off beefing with Taylor Swift (Haha)

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Yeah)
Outside, I go and get the check (Go and get the check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X (Haha)

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (What the fuck?)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Better wash it)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
I’m gettin’ head in the back of the Phantom
Fuckin’ with Ross and I’m back in Atlanta
When I’m in Nieman’s, I act like I’m a scammer
Do the connect like I’m Tony Montana
Give me a chopper to go from the slammer
I tell the driver to go get my hammer
I got a bitch that’s servin’ them bricks
And everything lit like I’m holdin’ a candle (Woo!)
Feds disrespectin’ me in investigations, I don’t trap (No)
30 Million, 20 houses, I ain’t think about that (No)
Niggas tryna rob me, I ain’t tripping on it, I’m strapped (Woo)
Huh, put a hunnid bands on it, we ain’t beefing out back (No)
Came from the bottom of the bottom (Bottom)
Richer that milli, they watching (Woo)
I done got back in my pocket (Pocket)
Ballin’ in Houston like Rockets (Balling)
I did that, we got a problem (Problem)
Fuckin’ these hoes, then swap ’em (Swap ’em)
Just in the Rolls and drop ’em (Skrt)
Dawn out the Rolls on Collins (Yeah) Woo!

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King
Outside, I go and get the check (Go and get the check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (Haha)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Better wash it)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets

[Outro: Jeezy]
You already know what it is, nigga (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah, I would sell back but I ain’t with no motherfucking [?]
You understand what I’m saying?
Oh, you niggas in trouble, nigga
Oh, yeah

Lyrics
Snoop Dogg – Do It When I’m In It Lyrics

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[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Ozuna]
(Hi Music Hi Flow)
Y’all know who this is
(Ozuna, jaja)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
From the LBC shore, wheels up on the G4
Louis bag with the Gucci loafs, silk shirt with a mink coat
Flying in, selling game to all you hoes and you’re buying in
Legend in your presence, hiding
Got a room full of bitches and they lying there
High in there, ain’t no fire, but a lot of wine in there
They get it, ain’t no WiFi
On the low, close the door, bitch, I Spy
See when I pull up, jump in, we slip out
Roll up, roll out, get mines, dip out
She had to come and give a real Crip a taste
Out of pocket, never that stayin’ in stripper’s place
Big brown ass with some fat titties
And baby make magic when I’m in the city

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 2: Ozuna]
(Jaja; ma’)
Ya perdí la cuenta de lo que me estoy buscando
Gastando, viajando el mundo, en un avión rodando (Un avión rodando)
Tu mujer me está chequeando (-tá chequeando)
Y no le cuente’ que en el año son treinta palo’ sonando (-ta palo’ sonando)
Balenciaga, flow de Richard Mille, de Patek, de [?]
¿Quién te enseñó ese, quién fue? (Ah)
Lo que tú hace’ ahora ya yo lo pasé, ah (Ya yo lo pasé, ah)
A melón por año estuviera en ’93 (Ah)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Ay, yo lo tengo)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Nah, jaja)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Yo me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Prr, prr, ja)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Hi Music Hi Flow)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Eyes hid behind the tints on my glasses (I’m high)
Cartier frames, I become a fanatic (I’m blind)
Belaire champagne, we don’t drink out the glasses (No)
Time is money baby, so I quibble over semantics (Word)
Ace card good, but my license invalid (Word)
She gon’ throw it back, but it ain’t for the challenge (Throw it back)
I just seen Snoop park the Wraith at the valley (Wraith)
And we with crazy girls, so the girls gotta be ’bout it (Let’s go)
From the zip to the LBC, we make the girls get W-E-T
I see you, I know you see me
Can I get sloppy in the foreign two seater? (Skrt)
Yeah, mami, call me, “Big papi” (Big Papi)
Chop a nigga, don’t speak ’cause I’m rich and groovy
Got hits like Rudy, make a bitch whistle me
Tequila got me loopy, Russ pack, fruity (Nigga)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Outro: Ozuna]
O-Ozuna, ja
Hi Music Hi Flow
Pue-Puerto Rico
Dominican Republic, baby, ja
Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru
Dimelo Vi, ja

Lyrics
Big Thief – Not Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
It’s not the energy reeling
Nor the lines in your face
Nor the clouds on the ceiling
Nor the clouds in space
It’s not the phone on the table
Nor the bed in the earth
Nor the bed in the stable
Nor your stable words
It’s not the formless being
Nor the cry in the air
Nor the boy I’m seeing
With her long black hair
It’s not the open weaving
Nor the furnace glow
Nor the blood of you bleeding
As you try to let go

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

[Verse 2]
Not the meat of your thigh
Nor your spine tattoo
Nor your shimmery eye
Nor the wet of the dew
It’s not the warm illusion
Nor the crack in the plate
Nor the breath of confusion
Nor the starkness of slate

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

[Verse 3]
Not what you really wanted
Nor the mess in your purse
Nor the bed that is haunted
With the blanket of thirst
It’s not the hunger revealing
Nor the ricochet in the cave
Nor the hand that is healing
Nor the nameless grave

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

Not to die
Not dying
Not to laugh
Not lying
Not the vacant wilderness vying

[Outro]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning

Lyrics
Tate McRae – a sad love song ahhhhh Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Oh, what if it was all the wrong time
Things were meant to be but wasn’t right
Maybe people weren’t involved
And all our problems solved
Would everything look differently?

[Verse 2]
What if I had never acted out
Used my head instead of walking out
Maybe then we’d still have something
We’re not friends, not nothing
Would it all look differently?

[pre-Chorus]
And I’m not stupid, I see it in your eyes
There’s something there you can’t deny
Said we were good but it’s all so messed up
You can’t put it into words
Cause sometimes words, they make it worse
And my chest really starts to hurt
Thinking about

[Chorus]
Yeah we’re just strangers
You’re just a stranger with my secrets
Drives me crazy, don’t know what we were
Now I’m a stranger who once was her

[Verse 3]
Try to make it feel somewhat the same
Are you mad, or am I going insane?
Can’t hear your name
It’s so confusing
Getting kinda used to it
I don’t think it will change

[pre-Chorus]
And I’m not stupid, I see it in your eyes
There’s something there you can’t deny
Said we were good but it’s all so messed up
You can’t put it into words
Cause sometimes words, they make it worse
And my chest really starts to hurt
Thinking about

[Chorus]
Yeah we’re just strangers
You’re just a stranger with my secrets
Drives me crazy, don’t know what we were
Now I’m a stranger who once was her

Lyrics
5 Seconds of Summer – Easier (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: Charlie Puth]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, no
But I know that I’m never‚ ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Verse 1: Charlie Puth]
Why you always looking at your phone?
Watching people you don’t even know
I could lay here by myself alone‚ self alone‚ yeah
I don’t want us to be enemies
So I’m thinking maybe I should leave
‘Cause you’re bringing out the worst in me, worst in me, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
I love you so much that I hate you
Right now‚ it’s so hard to blame you
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful
You’re so damn beautiful
So damn beautiful

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know‚ oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Verse 2: Luke]
Every time that you say you’re gonna leave
That’s when you get the very best of me
You know we need it like the air we breathe
Air we breathe, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Luke & (Charlie Puth)]
I love you so much that I hate you (Oh-oh-oh)
Right now, it’s so hard to blame you (Oh)
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful (Oh)
You’re so damn beautiful (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

[Chorus: Luke, with All]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Bridge: Charlie Puth & Luke]
The hardest part of all
(Da-da-da-dum-da-da)
Is that we’re only built to fall
(Is it any easier?)

[Chorus: Luke, with All]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh (Oh-oh)
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same (Is it easier?)
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go? (Yeah)
I don’t wanna know, oh (Oh)
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Outro: Charlie Puth]
I love you so much that I hate you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Right now, it’s so hard to blame you
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful

Lyrics
JPEGMAFIA – Jesus Forgive Me, I Am a Thot Lyrics

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[Intro]
Oh (You think you know me)
When we rappin’?
Uh

[Verse 1]
Pray (Pray), pray
Pray you get comfy in your disguise (Uh)
Pray for my thots on the other side (Side)
Pray for my children I can’t provide, I feel 45
Pray when you shoot, it’s a homicide
Pray for my haters, they terrified
Nigga could kill me, I’m verified
But I’m still alive, yeah, I’m still alive
Pray that I end up like Charlize Theron
I’m so confused, I ain’t hard to find
I push you pussies behind the pine
Hope you get some shine, hope you get some shine
Come out the pocketbook every time
Feel like I’m shootin’, I’m shiftin’ time
Dressed in your grandmama hand-me-downs, pussy nigga
Huh, sucka, I’m prominent, I was anonymous
I been in front of you every time
This ain’t a bridge, it’s a collar crime
I put my soul into every bar (Man)
Into every verse, into every rhyme (Shit)

[Chorus]
I can’t feel my face, oh god
SMH, no ASMR (Huh!)
Show me where the prophets go
Show me how to keep my pussy close
She said, “You better count your blessings for real”
Amen (Woo!)

[Verse 2]
Pray (Pray), pray
Pray for my babies, they doin’ time
Pray that these crackers don’t Columbine
I just pray that I peak before my decline
Make ’em hit recline
You know my shooter a proper dime, clarity
Nigga, these bullets get entered in clip
And go into the Kimber that hit your spine
Britney, this a sign
Pray you grow healthy and hit your prime
Ooh, I should pray for a better line
But I don’t wan’ make all my peers resign
2035, I’ll be 45
They say the church leave us all behind
Speaking in tongues like I’m David Byrne
Bitch, I turn a threat to a nevermind, nevermind
Pray for all of these niggas been lyin’ and frontin’ for company
Bitch, I’m a diva, no punk in me
Fuck you want from me? I’ll put you under me, nigga (Oh)
I’ll put your soul in a struggle bar

[Chorus]
I can’t feel my face, oh god
SMH, no ASMR (Huh!)
Show me where the prophets go
Show me how to keep my pussy close
She said, “You better count your blessings for real”
Amen

[Outro]
Praise the motherfuckin’ lord
(Oh, dead-dead-deadly)

Lyrics
NIKI – Indigo Lyrics

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[Verse]
You know I’m your type, right?
Mark your calendar, tonight’s gonna be your life’s highlight
Boy, we gon’ roll up, we gon’ roll out, look
This is the land of fast, bet you ain’t used to that, nah
First to one-up your last, she can stay in your past
Honey, I don’t stop for no one but I’d pause for you, you, you, you

[Pre-Chorus]
So let’s go downtown and get real high
It’d be psycho to psychoanalyze
Leave all of your inhibitions behind
Tonight let’s test all the borderlines like

[Chorus]
How far out does the indigo go?
Boy, let’s find out, take the longer way home
Have my body all superimposed right on top of yours, oh
As far as the indica goes
I’m hating that you’re still in your clothes
Babe, touch me slow all adagio
Like oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

[Verse]
Know you like a little attitude
A little spunk, a little gumption
Well baby, have a lot of gratitude
Coz I can be sweet, or poised, or a little too feisty to function, yeah
So shut up and just hop in, we gon’ ride in style
If thrill was a sport, I’d be the poster child
I listen to none, but I’m all ears for you, you, you, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
So let’s drive by the city skyline
I’m so over this overthinking mind
Leave all of your inhibitions behind
Tonight let’s test all the borderlines like

[Chorus]
How far out does the indigo go?
Boy, let’s find out, take the longer way home
Have my body all superimposed right on top of yours, oh
As far as the indica goes
I’m hating that you’re still in your clothes
Babe, touch me slow all adagio
Like oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

[Outro]
Baby go slow, slow, slow
Under the indigo, go
Steady and slow slow slow
Under the indigo, indigo

Lyrics
​iLoveMakonnen – It’s true Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I know that we’re young, but you could grow old
Somebody else who has a real fortune
But I’m gonna give my all
Some say it’s dumb‚ when I fall in love
Don’t leave running like four horsemen
And I won’t cry at all
So baby can I slow dance‚ with you?
Baby there is no chance it’s true

[Chorus]
I’m with the love of my life‚ I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night
Slow this with you, baby there is no chance it’s true
I’m with the love of my life‚ I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night

[Verse 2]
Slow dance with you, hold me it’s true
Everything you need Il’l be‚ everything you want I’ll see
There is no time you need, no ohter guy but me
Only […]
I just wanna slow dance with you
‘Cause baby there is no chance it’s true

[Chorus]
I’m with the love of my life, I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night
Slow dance with you, cause baby there is no chance it’s true
I’m with the love of my life, I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night

Lyrics
Lil Uzi Vert – R.I.P. Chico Lyrics

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[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up with your homie? (What’s up?)
I can’t fuck with him (Yeah)
Them lil’ bitches know me (No)
Oh, not you again (Whoa)
I can’t pull up four deep
Need room for your friends (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man‚ I miss lil Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me‚ he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on duo (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular‚ I tapped out from the deep throat

[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up with your homie? (What’s up?)
I can’t fuck with him (Yeah)
Them lil’ bitches know me (No)
Oh, not you again (Whoa)
I can’t pull up four deep
Need room for your friends (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, what you saying? Uh, tell me what you saying, uh
Serving sand, uh, in front of the cam’, uh
Counting bands, huh, on top of the land
You’s a fan, yeah, we [?] put you down, yeah
Took a stand, yeah, that boy, he’s a cancer (Bitch)
20 bands, yeah, 20 get you canceled (Bye-bye)
Swerve that Range, yeah, this is not a Land Rover (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh (Ooh), ooh (Chico)
Ooh (Ayy, three hoes, ayy), ooh (Oh)
Uh, understand (Understand)
Ooh, you don’t understand, understand (Understand)
What I had to do as a man (As a man)
Just to make it all the way from the land (From the land)
And still able to go to the land (To the land)
I’m still stunned that he really took the stand
But that’s okay, we cut his ass off like a branch (Like a branch)
Ooh, I got all the sauce, don’t need no ranch (Don’t need no ranch)
MAC-11 got your outfit damped (That’s the MAC, yeah)
Yeah, and my necklace shining like a lamp (Lamp)
These niggas don’t want it with my team (No, they don’t)
Yeah, I texted his girl at 4:03 (1600, yeah)
Yeah, I found out he was an O-P-P (1600, yeah)
Shawty walked past, act like he ain’t on me (Ooh)
‘Cause he know I had that 30 on my belt (On my belt)
Got them hollow tips so you can’t scream for help (No, you can’t)
Now you laying all on the floor
You did that for 304
That we don’t even own
She fuck with a nigga from way back
That gave her her own
Thousand dollar cologne
Ring, ring, which phone?
I’m so high, I don’t know
I’ma show you broke niggas what getting money about (‘Bout)
My mansions so big inside, damn near I put a house (House)
Diamonds on my wrist, these shits is wetter than her mouth (How?)
Cause a murder scene, pick up the bullets, now we out (We out)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan, we got choppers with the drums (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they faneto
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & G Herbo]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat (Uh-huh, yeah)

[Verse 3: G Herbo]
Remember I walked out my house to a shootout, it was veto (Woo)
This was way before I was toting my pole
But he did the stain, he ain’t need me though (Ayy)
2010, ran two, three poles
Me and lil’ [?], them know what we on (What?)
And now I go out field, two, three rolls (Ayy)
Run up a 50 on two or three shows
And my boy Uzi get 80 a show (80 a show, what?)
So we got all the hoes
Told my jeweler, “Man, I don’t wanna see no gold” (Pointers)
I want all of those (Ayy)
And we can’t wait for a new opponent
Free smoke, we want all of those
50 round drum stay up on us
Draco, flippin’ them car right over
I go nuts for my fallen soldiers
First like the Rover, I’m not [?] (Ayy)
Long live [?], ooh, [?] (What?)
Just talked to [?] about [?] the other day
He said, “Wish I was home”
Can’t let no fuck nigga see me cry, only when I’m alone (When I’m alone, R.I.P. the nigga)
Smoke dope when I’m alone
Pray the Lord’ll let me go blazin’ when he call me home
I ain’t seen them Ms, let me go brazy ‘fore you call me home
I made a hundred Ms, I been touched the Ms

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat

Lyrics
Lil Tecca – Ransom (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Turn you to a dancer
Yeah
Internet Money, bitch

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca & Juice WRLD]
I got red, I got blue, what you want?
The Chanel or Balenciaga, Louis and Vuitton
She know I got the Fendi, Prada when I hit Milan
I needed me a die or rider, I need me the one
I started from the bottom, you could see the way I stunt
I want all the diamonds, I want that shit to weigh a ton
The opps, they tryna line me ’cause they hate the place I’m from
But them niggas don’t know me, they just know the place I’m from
I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place
But you ain’t want me last year (Uh-huh), so just get up out my face
They all up in my inbox, so I know they want a taste
I know they want my downfall, lil’ nigga, are you laced? (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca and Juice WRLD]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom (Phantom)
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb (I ain’t dumb)
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom (For ransom)
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some (Want some)
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer (Dancer)
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner (Oh)
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I’m in it to win it, I’ma be the best, yes sir
Started from the bottom, I ain’t had no one, yes sir
Had to get big on them niggas, Bruce Banner
Bro split wigs, turn a nigga to a dancer
I got hard, I got soft, whatchu’ want?
Since the day that I’ve been on, they been blowing up my phone
I can’t hear ’em, I got all this loud in my lungs
Thumbin’ through these blue faces while I’m smoking on runts
Uh, I’m in the hills (Ooh, yeah), count them bills (Ooh, yeah)
All baguette diamonds (Ooh, yeah), chandelier give her chills (Yeah)
Feel like yesterday I was just watching Fresh Prince (Uh)
Now the crib look like Bel-Air, R.I.P. to Uncle Phil
Money big, Uncle Phil
Twin Glocks, feelin’ lil’
Niggas hate, Uncle Tom
Spin them off me, carousel
Get ’em off me, go to hell
Silencer, kill ’em soft
Tecca’ll take you for ransom, me I’ll put you in a coffin

[Chorus: Lil Tecca and Juice WRLD]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some (Want some)
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer (Dancer)
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

Lyrics
Kevin Gates – Double Dutch Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre you wanna come out here?
Who  you talking up?
Ay,  please leave me alone
I’m on the Breadwinner swim team
I dived into you shit

[Verse 1]
Every  night I pray to God that the Lord forgive me
Somebody  try me and don’t top me‚ then they coming with me
You just be talkin’‚ I be stalkin’ with that mini Glizzy
You  ever cross me‚ I’ma lay you in a coffin with it
I been thuggin’ all my life, this a cold sport
Big ol’ Muslim up in rank, and I’m like Jeff Fort

[Bridge]
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch,  you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch, you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
They know we move like ghosts out here
I’m moving in the signs of these nine you heard me?
I pull up by myself solo, presidential
I got 10,000 angels with me, you know what I’m saying
[?] was knowing how I was coming

[Verse 2]
Division 9 gang members saying they gon’ fly today
I got my shirt off in this bitch, like why this bitch ain’t flyin’ yet?
I’m up in rank and mutual con, I got mayco and fog
I got bricks of that perico, I’m a Puerto Rico dog
They said I couldn’t kill my way to the ClearPort
But where I’m from, you want respect, you gotta kill for it
Hold up let me take this call, this lil’ bitch, her fine-ass
Put that pussy on me slow, bow-bow, grip her fine ass
Our videos, we don’t post, old hoes do the most
Me and bae made a toast, look at them like jokes
Get to turning up my nose, if they ever wanna approach

[Chorus]
Like what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

[Verse 3]
Amsterdam, by the water, bitch, I’m in a dam with it
Used to do Camaro’s on a slab with the wham in it
Now I’m seeing things, living foreign, sippin’ teas, I’m important
Yellow thing, we recording, riding me like a ‘Rari
I’ma keep standing tall, tatted back, and I’m scarred
Like a [?], big dreams, got ’em all (Thumbin’ through it)
I’m in magazines, I don’t pour it
I’m takin’ chances, made a champion
Half of you who judge me, probably wouldn’t know what disaster was
Phone number’s platinum, I got action on the cannabis
We not like we used to, you not on my calendar
Heavy in my new coupe, no one in the passenger

[Chorus]
She like, what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

Lyrics
Snow Patrol – Open Your Eyes (Reworked) Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
All this feels strange and untrue
And I won’t waste a minute without you
My bones ache, my skin feels cold
And I’m getting so tired and so old
The anger swells in my guts
And I won’t feel these slices and cuts
I want so much to open your eyes
‘Cause I need you to look into mine

[Chorus]
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes

[Verse 2]
Get up, get out, get away from these liars
‘Cause they don’t get your soul or your fire
Take my hand, knot your fingers through mine
And we’ll walk from this dark room for the last time
Every minute from this minute now
We can do what we like anywhere
I want so much to open your eyes
‘Cause I need you to look into mine

[Chorus]
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes
Tell me that you’ll open your eyes

[Vocalizing]

Lyrics
Lil Pump – Hardy Brothers (freestyle) Lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Pump]
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Thank you Fizzle)

[Hook: Lil Pump & Smokepurpp]
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Chyeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Blih)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Bitch)
Goddamn young niggas getting gnarly (Ah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ayy)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Brr)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Damn)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Goddamn)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Huh)
Stomp a dumb bitch out in the party (Stomp)

[Verse: Smokepurpp & Lil Pump]
My money flip, Jeff Hardy
I drop a nigga for trying to rob me
I don’t give a fuck bust out gun in the party
Your girlfriend a groupie so I let her top me
Bitch I walked out on a nigga (Bitch)
Suppressor on me bitch I silence a nigga
Hoe check the stats we the richest young niggas
I feel like a lick walking ’round with six figures (Six)
Sipping on drank in the morning (Ooh)
I’m the new age Beethoven
Imma do a drive by in a Ford Focus (Vroom)
Shh, went in her purse and she didn’t even notice (Damn)
Stomp his ass out in my boots (Ooh)
Do not look at me confused (Ooh)
Don’t make me go knock out your tooth (Ah ah)
My grandma she ride with that tool (Ayy)

[Hook: Lil Pump & Smokepurpp]
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Chyeah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Yeah)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Blih)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Bitch)
Goddamn young niggas getting gnarly (Ah)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ayy)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Brr)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Ooh)
Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Damn)
Money flip Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy (Bitch)
Goddamn three guns in the party (Goddamn)
Goddamn five guns in the party (Huh)
Stomp a dumb bitch out in the party (Stomp)

Lyrics
Zac Brown Band – Warrior Lyrics

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[Chorus]
No one’s born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We make one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

[Verse 1]
He will long for the feeling standing strong with his brothers
Before the enemy
He will miss the quiet pride of his men at his side as he leads them into victory

[Pre-Chorus]
He can wash the war paint off his face and learn to love a bitter broken place

[Bridge]
But nothing quite compares to the taste
He can’t replace it, no, no, no

[Chorus]
No one’s born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We make one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

[Post-Chorus]
Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior

[Verse 2]
The pain takes a backseat for a cause
No applause from his country
No service leaves him lessor, when he loses his suppressor
And the pain that comes is deafening

[Pre-Chorus]
He can wash the war paint off his face and learn to love a bitter broken place

[Chorus]
No one’s born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We make one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

[Post-Chorus]
Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior

Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior

[Interlude]
We are born in hospitals in different states
To moms and dads who work and pray
That we’ll be saved, an amazing grace
The chosen few get shipped away
One more mile, one more day
To harvest souls and bear the weight
And reap the tax that must be paid

[Post-Chorus]
Warrior, warrior, warrior

[Chorus]
No one’s born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We make one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

[Post-Chorus]
Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior
Warrior, warrior, warrior

Lyrics
Ugly God – Batman Lyrics

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[Intro]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Ay, ay, ay, bitch

[Chorus]
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)

[Verse 1]
Get-get back, man, I just got some racks in
You got your first check and went yo’ ass straight to the tap man
Don’t hand me your mixtape, bitch, I’ll throw it in the trash can (Bitch)
Pocket full of hundreds, bitch, I’m walkin’ like a fat man
Like a fat man, I got racks
I get your bih’, that bitch from the back
Don’t fuck with niggas ’cause niggas be wack (Facts)
I hit that bih’ with a stack
Every bih’ you wanna fuck I done had it
Took your bitch home, threw that bitch on the mattress
Walk like a boss and I ball like a Maverick (Woo)
Just like Batman, I’m ready for action
I booked that bitch a hotel ’cause my place not where she crashin’ (Bitch)
Bitch, don’t look my way when I roll up ’cause I’m not passin’
I jumped off in that foreign, crunk that bitch and got to smashin’
(Bitch, I’m gone)

[Chorus]
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)

[Verse 2]
She wanna fuck ’cause I got the juice (‘Cause I got the juice)
But I want the neck (I want the neck), just like a noose (Just like a noose)
And she off the Goose (She off the what?) so she finna loose (She finna loose)
I’m with the gang-gang in the back, so don’t make a move (So don’t make a move)
I put the gang-gang on the map, now we in Peru (We in Peru)
Chopper go bang-bang, so get back or you gon’ be through (Buck)
Ay, bad hoes, I need my bitches in two (Two)
Ay, I’ma asshole ’cause as soon as I fuck then I’m through (I’m through, bitch)
Just like Batman, I run shit like a captain
Every time you see me, bitch, I’m in the latest fashion
You don’t want no smoke so you can quit with all that cappin’
I’m in traffic with yo’ bitch inside that motherfuckin’ Aston (In them Astons, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)
Ay, Batman, bitch, I’m up like Batman (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Walk inside the party, bitch, you know I need my back end (Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch)
If he disrespect me, slap that nigga with my backhand (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew)
Bitch, I’m on the court, I’m ballin’, nigga, you a stat man (Pew, pew-pew, pew, pew-pew)

Lyrics
Ty Dolla $ign – Hottest in the City Lyrics

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[Part I]

[Intro: Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin’ mane
(Yeah, oh no, oh my)
(Ohh)
Yeah, mane, Ty what’s good mane?
Onsight mane, when I see that bitch I’ma…

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Beat the pussy like I’m Joe Jackson (Yeah, ho)
Lick that pussy, stick that pussy, that’s the total package (Yeah, ho)
Pretty brown skin geeked, late for all her classes
‘Cause we wasted half a hour gettin’ head in traffic (Yeah, ho)
Made it rain on her, now that pussy extra splashin’ (Yeah, ho)
In that thang soakin’ wet, I forgot my jacket (Yeah, ho)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
720S Mclaren, my shit go the fastest (Woo)
Got a stain on my shirt from these Cookie ashes (Yeah, ho)
New Versace denim, bust ’em with the cherry ashes (Yeah, ho)
All she want is new Chanel and Celine glasses (Yeah, ho)
Anything she want, anything she want (I’m buyin’ it)
She want sushi, we fly out to Tokyo for lunch (For lunch?)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
Who the hottest in the city? (Now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Hottest, now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah)
Who the hottest in the city? (H-H-H-Hottest, yeah, ho)
Ain’t no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (Now, who the hottest?)
Ain’t no nigga in this bitch did it like I did it (Now, who the hottest?)
Who the hottest in the city? (Yeah, ho)
Who the hottest in the city? (H-H-H-Hottest, yeah, ho)

[Part II]

[Intro: Project Pat]
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis
North Memphis, North Memphis

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
SOSer, ain’t no panties under that dressa (Mmhmm)
Nipple rings pokin’ through the shirt, tats on her neck-a
Ass fat like a Mack truck, ready for a wrecka (Ayy)
Rich nigga dick betta, come with a checka

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
I might have to flex her, bust a Rollie on a bitch
Promised her a Tesla if she swallow all the kids
Hands on the dresser, she might let my dogs hit it
That pussy stay wetta when it’s on a raw dick

[Verse 3: Project Pat]
Called her ass lit, at the club on that peach Crown (Mmm)
Been a minute boo, ooh that pussy need a beat down (Mmm)
Ritz-Carlton hotel, them sheets need a skeet down (Skeet, skeet)
Ass wide, I got the gun, I had to hold the skreet down

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & Juicy J]
Hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real (Ooh)
Yeah she gon’ hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, hold it down, for real
Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me
Bounce that booty, bounce that booty, bounce that booty for me
Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (Bounce that), let me smack that (Yeah, ho)
What you lookin’ at? (Yeah, ho, what you lookin’ at?)
Yeah, that ass fat, and that monkey fat (Bounce that), let me smack that (Yeah, ho), I had fun with that (Woo)
Onsight, onsight she know I need that (Bounce that)
Onsight, onsight, like where the weed at? (Yeah, ho)
Onsight, onsight, I cop it off the lot (Yeah, ho)
Screaming “Free 03” til’ they let him out (Yeah, ho)

Lyrics
Trippie Redd – Everything BoZ Lyrics

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[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Fuck nigga, what you want? Huh (What you want?)
Know we keep them choppers like a movie role (Movie role)
I just need to know, is it truly smoke? (Truly smoke)
Yeah, ’cause you know we want the smoke, we truly want (Truly want)
To bust shots at the opposition
Pussy nigga, you ain’t really in the right position
To be talking that gangster shit, pussy, you get hit coming
She like bah, bah, bah, get shot in your head, man
Yeah, get shot where the headband ‘posed to be at
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah, uh, uh
Pussy nigga, huh, yeah
You can get hit up

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Coi Leray]
Yeah, uno, dos, tres, yeah, come and give me head
This a Glock .40, yeah, leave a nigga dead
Niggas be lackin’, yeah, catch that nigga in traffic, shot him in the back
Might take your bitch, yeah, she wanna hang with the gang but this ain’t that
Boy be telling, yeah, can’t fuck with these opp ass niggas, they all rats
Hopped in my bag, Birkin, got out all this cash earned it
Tell me what you need, serve it, man, I make these bitches nervous
Yeah, yeah, ayy, ooh
Mmh, mmh, mmh, ayy
It’s a Glock .40

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I can teach that bitch my language like Rosetta Stone, yeah
Fuck that bitch one time and then I’m phoning home, yeah
Talk down, you get shot to your dome, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I had to slime some niggas out, I damn near wiped they nose, yeah
Pussy nigga know I came from toting poles
And you ain’t built like that, lil’ nigga, you can get exposed, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Lyrics
Tori Kelly – Coffee Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I envy the cup of coffee that kisses you every morning
That pillow caressing your cheek when you are tired and yawning (Mmm)
I’m jealous of the steering wheel you wrap your hands around
That seat belt’s on your chest hearing your heart, holding you down
I envy the cup of coffee that kisses you every morning
Oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I would jump over the edge for you to get to you
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I’d walk an ocean to get to you (Next to you)

[Chorus]
It’s unfair ’cause I’m missing you way too much
I’m missing you, missing you way too much
And I’m wishing you were right here because
I’m missing you way, way too much
And I know that it’s so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you, missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Verse 2]
Am I crazy to wanna hold you like the clothes on your body? (Oh-ooh)
I would trade places with the air that rushes by you so softly
Oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh (Yeah), ooh-ooh
I would jump over the edge for you, to get to you, oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I’d walk an ocean get to you, yeah (Next to you)

[Chorus]
It’s unfair ’cause I’m missing you way too much
I’m missing you, missing you way too much
And I’m wishing you were right here because
I’m missing you way, way too much
And I know that it’s so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you, missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Verse 3]
That you’ve got the things I need, but they’re always out of reach (And it’s unfair)
That I always have to dream to get you next to me
And it’s unfair
Even the stars that shine get to see you at night (And it’s unfair)
It all reminds me of you and maybe that’s the reason why I’m always

[Chorus]
Missing you way too much, yeah
I’m missing you, missing you way too much (Too much)
And I’m wishing you were right here because (Were right here because)
I’m missing you way, way, way too much (Oh, missing you)
And I know that it’s so silly of me (To be jealous of all)
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I’m missing you (But I’m missing you, yeah), missing you way too much
I’m missing you way, way, way too much
And it’s unfair

[Outro]
And it’s unfair
And it’s unfair
And it’s unfair
Said I’m missing you way too much
Way too much

Lyrics
Lady Antebellum – Pictures Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
There’s a four-by-six of a sunset kiss
And one of you laughin’ at me catching my first fish
One on Valentine’s Day
With the mariachi band at our favorite place

[Chorus]
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happenin’
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Verse 2]
There’s one on my phone that I can’t erase (One on my phone)
But you’d never know by the smile on my face
That inside I was dying, later that night I’d be crying
The last one before “goodbye”

[Chorus]
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happening
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Bridge]
No photo evidence, not a single proof
Of all the hell that we went through

[Chorus]
But damn, we sure looked happy in pictures
The camera doesn’t show the way it hurt
No, that ain’t the way I remember it happening
In between the flashes it was sad, it was tragic
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures

[Outro]
(So happy)
(So happy in pictures)
Oh, yes we did
Yeah, we sure looked happy in pictures
(So happy)
(So happy in pictures)

Lyrics
Katy Perry – Small Talk Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Isn’t it strange that you used to know me?
All the highs and lows and in-betweens
And now you see me and just say, “Hey”
Isn’t it weird that you’ve seen me naked?
We had conversations ’bout forever
Now it’s ’bout the weather‚ okay

[Pre-Chorus]
And I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers in a lifetime
Now just memories
We’ve gone from strangers to lovers to strangers
Yeah

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Verse 2]
Isn’t it wild that I know your weakness?
And everybody at the party thinks
That you’re the best since sliced bread
And isn’t it awkward I got a new somebody?
And honestly it’ll probably be a while before we can just be friends

[Pre-Chorus]
I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers in a lifetime
Now just memories
We’ve gone from strangers to lovers to strangers
(Small talk)

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been (Hands haven’t been)
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Post-Chorus]
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Nothing left‚ nothing left‚ baby)
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Nah)
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Oh no)
Now there’s nothing left but small talk

[Bridge]
And I just can’t believe
We went from strangers to lovers to strangers

[Chorus]
Acting like we never met
Faking like we’d just forget
We were lovers
And now there’s nothing left but small talk
Had every inch of your skin
There’s nowhere your hands haven’t been (Oh)
Ain’t it funny?
‘Cause now there’s nothing left but small talk
(Now there’s nothing left but small talk)

[Post-Chorus]
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Blah-blah-blah)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk (Now there’s nothing left)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Blah-blah-blah-blah (Small talk)
Blah-blah-blah-blah
Now there’s nothing left but small talk

Lyrics
Bas – Nirvana Lyrics

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[Verse 1: B. Lewis]
Get you, get you on the floor
Kitchen table, say no more
Got you up against the door
Run it up ’til the morning
Never trippin’, on the low
Hit it fast, hit it slow
Run it up ’til the morning

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Post-Chorus: Bas and B. Lewis]
Every time, my favorite times are wastin’ time with you
Love you sober, love you older, love you always, through
Forever might not need no wedding ring
Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you
This world, the seven seas, the Heavens too
No part of it I see compare with you

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low (Oh)
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Verse 2: Bas]
Yeah
That’s a fact, scientific
What’s a Jordan with no Scottie Pippen?
I’ll be Scottie, baby, you the greatest
Got no problems givin’ you the praises
Cop a drop for you, the new Mercedes
You deserve the latest
Bein’ honest, I could loop you daily
Baby, you is something like my favorite playlist
But I could never play you like the stereo from Shea Stadium
It ain’t Shea Stadium, but these days
It ain’t rented and it auto-park
And she got back like a photobomb
Throw that ass back, no photoshop
Independent, had to shoot my shot (Ayy)
Uber Eats, big movie screens
Shit, fuck, and sleep
I could do this all day

[Chorus: B. Lewis]
I just gotta know
Can we do this on the low (Oh)
Take it fast or take it slow
Really doesn’t matter anymore, baby

[Post-Chorus: Bas and B. Lewis]
Every time, my favorite times are wastin’ time with you
Love you sober, love you older, love you always, through
Forever might not need no wedding ring
Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you
This world, the seven seas, the heavens too
No part of it I see compare with you

Lyrics
Rick Ross – Vegas Residency Lyrics

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[Intro]
Black Bo, you know we miss you
J.U.S.T.I.C.E.  League
M-M-M-M-M-M-Maybach  Music
Since everybody wanna speak they mind
Maybach Music

[Verse 1]
Yo,  watchin’ Kanye interview, feel like I wanna cry
For  every innocent brother charged with a homicide
Went from battle raps to now we wearin’ M.A.G.A. hats
Dade  County, nigga, mansions up in Tamarac
Never golfin’ with the Trumps and I give you my word
Back to comin’ out the trunk, chargin’ 20 a bird
Another seizure, so I woke up in intensive care
Pray  you treat a poor man like he was a millionaire
Actresses comin’ to see me like a movie premiere
Dope boys show me love just for keepin’ it trill
Dozen lawyers on the team, I’d rather keep ’em close
Bill Cosby dead in prison, I could see the quotes
Headlines when them white boys get to pay a fine
Never rapin’ women, keep it on some player time
Facts, hate and pray you catch a heart attack
Headshot, guess who did it, where the warrants at?
Black bottoms, through the nine into the morning pack
Fifty million up, I think I need me more than that
Restaurants, I bought me fifty and they do they thing
Now I’m into sports, I think I really need a team

[Chorus]
I got a room that’s on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount of dough
‘Cause you won’t get a receipt, that’s when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home, watchin’ pictures you post
(Win, lose, draw, I swear I’d bet it all for you)
We could meet up out in Vegas
I’ma pull out the Vacheron
We could meet up out in Vegas, nigga

[Verse 2]
I really needed Doctor Sebi dealin’ with these seizures
Junior Seau, concussion, suicidal every season
Go to hell and that’s exactly where I’m going to
Give my people game in this Port of Miami 2
I lost some weight, and now designers wanna get to know me
Givenchy poster boy, Naomi tryna get up on me
Eggs Benedict, a G-Wagen for my tenderoni
Florida Lotto wishes for bitches I get triggered on ’em
Feel the military for artists when they wanna’ beef
I’m the Kim Dotcom up in K.O.D
Fuck ’em on the faucet when they in the office
Doin’ time, I set a mind for correctional officers
Thurman Thomas, every step I take is footwork
2000 on the seats, a hunnid G’s just for the verse
Go and get it just to give it to the inner city
20 Rolls Royces later that night in River City
Seminola, Bahas and bring it back to Myrtle Grove
Murder one, you fuckin’ other niggas murder mo’
Boobie boys, ya’ll tell me how you heard of Zoes
305, First 48 they favorite episodes (Ssch)
So many niggas out here singin’ songs
That’s why them choppers hear the note and then we sing along
Everybody got a role, therefore we got a job
Until we meet up out in Vegas, and we got a mob

[Chorus]
I got a room that’s on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount of dough
‘Cause you won’t get a receipt, that’s when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home, watchin’ pictures you post
(Win, lose, draw, I swear I’d bet it all for you)
We could meet up out in Vegas
I’ma pull out the Vacheron

[Verse 3]
Gold triggers, still indoors in my Versace robe
Matching underwear, Illuminati got his soul
Phone ringin’, Benny Medina, yeah, it’s J-Lo (Hola)
Tell her fat boy got her shoe boxes full of pesos
Papi Chulo, Port of Miami, keep a secret
Silver furs, gave you my word, now we in arenas
Pyramid, you call it faith, I say it’s destiny
Eatin’ with my dawgs, we just a different pedigree
Mink coats, it’s time to drag them bitches to the floor
All my bitches tap my name, I gotta’ feed ’em all
Black Bo, he was the realest, hate to send him off
The biggest blow I ever felt, that’s from the biggest boss
Blue Ferrari on the corner, cousin, think it’s Crip
Fuck a vest, pussy nigga, ’cause it’s hit or miss
Came up in the projects, watermelon on the porch
Now it’s Caymen Island, and wonderful nautical thots
In Hawaii, Zion got me livin’, fuck the Coast
For my B-day, Dr. Dre gave me another watch
Hundred miles and runnin’, I pray it never run it’s course
Touch a quarter million, my prayers really rubbin’ off
Ah, I catch my breath, and holler “Batter’s up”
I get the money, ’cause the stats they never mattered much
M.V.P. I’m from the league where niggas tattle much
Testify on your right hand, put ’em in a Camel Clutch
Fell asleep unconscious, woke up out in Myrtle Beach
Oh, in Vegas with pimps, niggas think they rich as me (Maybach Music)
Facts, I’m well connected in this city life
We all in double M-jumpers out on them chilly nights
Gave me a brick until I asked him “What would twenty like?”
On body number ten, so I rarely give good advice
(I was by myself last night)

[Chorus]
I got a room that’s on the highest floor
Never switch out on my nigga, no amount of dough
‘Cause you won’t get a receipt, that’s when you sell your soul
Hungry niggas sit at home, watchin’ pictures you post
(Win, lose, draw, I swear I’d bet it all for you)
We could meet up out in Vegas
I’ma pull out the Vacheron
We could meet up out in Vegas, nigga
(Win, lose, draw, lalala, lalala, lalala, lalala)
(Win, lose, draw, I swear I’d bet it all for you)
(Win, lose draw)