Belly – The Day I Met You Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah!

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of the sweet baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)

Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb
100 niggas starin’ outside, screamin’ “redroom!”
Try to make a 100 million dollars for the [?] come
Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb

[Verse 1]
Redroom, redroom, man they say I’m on the talkin’, you ain’t said none
I’ma stack a 100 million for the fast come
Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb
Right wing, left wing, [?] got the right wing, left wing
[?] texting, my next ting
With your bitch face resting, I just think
Maybe you was never nothing but a slight through
I know you never loved me, even though you tried to
‘Member way back when I missed the days back then
I went to school high, never went to high school
Drug diet, drug diet, we had chemistry baby, I love science
The love dying, the love dying, sippin’ purple rain till I hear the dubs cry

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of the sweet baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)

Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb
100 niggas starin’ outside, screamin’ “redroom!”
Try to make a 100 million dollars for the [?] come
Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb

[Verse 2]
I remember when my dogs closed, in the crib got 4 clothes
Now I’m like fucking wardrobe, just hold remember I just wore rope
Diamonds looking like its my horoscope, [?] see your hoe so
Mixin’ lean up in the orange soda, bitch I think I might just need a organ donor
Yeah I remember trappin’ on the motor[?]
On the dolo, on the dolo
Feds’ trynna flip a photo, [?] in the photo, huh, in the photo
Feds’ trynna in the new photo
With a couple hoes, too bad won’t [?] like total, god damn I got it!

[Hook]
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m smoking all of the sweet baby, just to forget you
Fuck the day that I met you
Fuck the day that I met you
I’m drinking all of this drank baby, just to forget you
(forget you, forget you)

Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb
100 niggas starin’ outside, screamin’ “redroom!”
Try to make a 100 million dollars for the [?] come
Mama told me you could catch bird with a breadcrumb

Playboi Carti – Feel This Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yuh

[Hook]
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they don’t feel the yeah yeah
Oh, oh
Make that damn thing, oh, oh
Real money dance, money dance like oh, oh
In the party they gon’ feel this here, oh
In the party they gon’ feel this here

Oh yuh
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they gon’ feel this here
In the party they don’t feel the yeah yeah
Oh, oh
Make that damn thing, oh, oh
Real money dance, money dance like oh, oh
In the party they gon’ feel this here, oh
In the party they gon’ feel this here

Oh, oh, oh

Frank Ocean – Booty Club Lyrics

[Intro]
Booty club, booty club, booty club, booty club
Booty club, booty club, booty club, booty club
Booty club, booty club, booty club, booty club
Booty club, booty club, booty club, booty club
Go backwards
Y’all motherfuckers crazy
Anyway

[Hook]
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real, long time ago
For real, long time ago
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real, long time ago
For real, long time ago, yeah

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean]
Is it too soon to state through what you’re feeling?
Early in the morning
Is it a bad time to talk?
I’ve been waking up rather early
Blue skies still lookin’ pretty
Looks like I got you when the feeling
You should be here to see …

[Hook]
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real long time ago
For real long time ago
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real long time ago
For real long time ago, yeah

[Hook]
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago
This guy wanna work at the booty club
Probably was the only girl I ever loved
Bitch bad at the name I forgot it tho
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real long time ago
For real long time ago
It was a real long time ago, real long time ago
For real long time ago
For real long time ago, yeah

Kenny Chesney – Bucket Lyrics

I ran into a buddy
Used to be all hypertensive
His jobs were always tankin’
And his girlfriends were expensive

But he looked like a poster
For a permanent vacation
I asked him what he did
To change his orientation

He bought a shot and dropped
This little information

I made a bucket list
Changed the B to an F
I gave my give a damn the finger
So it got up and left
I quit worrying
About people’s expectations
Loaded up a six-pack
Of chillaxification
Felt a little depressed
Felt a little bit lost
Maybe write it all down
And then blow it all off
We’re all a letter away
From p-perpetual bliss
Put an F on the B
Of your b-b-b-b-bucket list

You know he got me thinking
Bout the way that I’ve been living
Seems like I’m always going
But I don’t know where I’m getting

I was overexistentializing my redneck
But the answer is as simple
As simple can get
I just rearrange some letters
In the alphabet

I made a bucket list
Changed the B to an F
I gave my give a damn the finger
So it got up and left
I quit worrying
About people’s expectations
Loaded up a six-pack
Of chillaxification
Felt a little depressed
Felt a little bit lost
Maybe write it all down
And then blow it all off
We’re all a letter away
From p-p-perpetual bliss
Put an F on the B
Of your bucket list

I took my X and added a Y
I took the year oughta here
When I added an I, I
I bet you can guess
What I did next
I took my bitching, lying lover
And I added an X

I made a bucket list
Changed the B to an F
I gave my give a damn the finger
So it got up and left
I quit worrying
About people’s expectations
Loaded up a six-pack
Of chillaxification
Feel a little depressed
Felt a little bit lost
Maybe write it all down
And then blow it all off
We’re all a letter away
From p-p-perpetual bliss
Put an F on the B
Of your b-b-b-b-bucket list
Bucket list

Tyga – Tyga’s World Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Park your whip leave the trash on the side
Cause once entering these gates youll never be alive
Again, again please proceed to the right
You must be excited, the worlds best surprise
And soon to be captured by your eyes
And no capturing, leave your cameras behind
The only thing you need is your body and you mind
You can drive to the entrance but I prefer to fly

[Verse 2]
Grab your ticket and get in the line
You got pees follow me
And heres a map to the rides
Im colorblind when it comes to the night
But for now take this locating device
Eye for an eye get ready for the time, of your life
Its gonna be mighty nice
Im instructor outta luck-tor and dont ask why
I almost forgot, man goodbye

[Interlude]
Id like to welcome you, all of you, to Tygas world. Where there is lots of things to do, and people to see. You might see a flying dachshund or you might see popcorn. Rot. Just playin. Enjoy your stay, boys and girls, at Tygas World!

[Verse 3]
You like what you see so far, right?
Awesome
Characters, Merry-Go-Rounds, jaws droppin
Mind boggling
Kids jogging, Magic Carpets
Many choices, but not a option
Here you will spend the rest of your life
Im Just Joking
Just Kidding, this will be home to many
For many centuries
Check out the goldfishes
Theyre all dead, but still swimmin

[Verse 4]
Oh You think youre so fearless?
Ill take you on another venture
So Im more scarier than your dentist
Its called Grimace
A purple like substance used for licking spirits
Some can say it also chose the heron
Explosion fire off into nighttime
Getting closer
And I think were getting closer
I didn’t notice
Im losin focus
Blood loosin
Blurry Motion
Im movin
Oh shit

[Interlude]
Now now now calm down calm down, We can’t have any accidents in the park here. But uhm I hope youre having a good time, cause I no I am. But uhm we haven’t even gotten to the main attraction yet, boys and girls. Read your map, and welcome. To Tygas World!

[Verse 5]
You scream! You scream!
Youre making up a scene
You won’t feel nothing
Pretend its just a dream
Dream that youre safe and sound to sleep
Cause this needle here is gonna put you to sleep
And Im not being funny
Im just following the money
Boss man says Im just working for him
Youre soon gonna meet him
Just dont be afraid as his facial features look like a pizza
Freddy Krueger, the movie, have you seen it?
Well this is sorta the same the doctor dreamin
And might try escaping
You wouldve got away if it wasn’t for this nine inch tazer
The torture isnt over
Theres more
More !
More!
And more
Now give me your soul
And enjoy your stay at Tygas World!

[Outro]
Haha I wanna thank you for leaving your soul tonight
And um you guys have been a great audience and I have been a great host
My name is Tyga, man. Well Tyga Alien
Haha and um I wanna thank you boys and girls once again
Come back, To Tygas World

Travis Scott – Quintana (OG) Lyrics

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]
Praise to the pope, bless you with this dope
Step into my world where we get ghost, cause in my mind we float
Everytime we step into 1oak, they tweaking off the coke
Fuck I’m out my mind, I’m burning bread so much lets have a toast
My niggas and momma know that if I wasn’t here, nigga I’d be dead
Now I’m in the building thinking billions counting millions, what a feeling
‘Member when I never ever made shit?
Now me and my niggas rocking chains and whipping slave ships
Now who the slave bitch?

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Verse 2: Travi$ Scott]
Straight from the lair or Himalayas
I got more keys than the mayor, let’s have a prayer
Kelly Divine off in my pager, I’ll hit her later
Dawn to dusk I’m trying to get made, I been up for days
Damn I’ll never pop another pill, man that shit is real
Girl you know you fucking with La Flame, you know you know the drill
I reach to the heavens, lord forgive me I sin
May La Flame live forever, and always bring ’em in

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

[Bridge: A$AP Bari]
La Flame, don’t play no games
These niggas is lames
These niggas ain’t lords, we the new lords
Lord
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)
(Mercy me, oh, mercy me)

[Hook]
Straight from Mexico, call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope, straight from Mexico call her Quintana
Damn she smoke my dope, swear to God we go Rambo
If you disrespect the dope…

Neon Dreams Ft. Kardinal Offishal – Marching Bands

Verse

It’s funny how i fell into your arms
Thinking if i never left Toronto
I wouldn’t be this high
Just a voice in disguise
You changed my life

Pre-Chorus

Driving through LA to pass time
Palm trees on the edge of my eyes right now
Hit Venice at the right time
If i didnt meet you i’d die

You and I we’re meant to be
Our love outlasts history
Our bond is strong

Chorus-A

I bet you never knew
We met on Ocean Avenue
Right down in Santa Monica
It’s where our souls first touched

Felt like a thousand marching bands

Kardinal Verse

When I saw your face for the first time
When I was without you them were the worst times
That’s what I found when I got to know you
Dem gyal nuh like you dem wi haffe (a)llow you
I seem distant at times lemme show you
That it’s a defence mechanism that I go through
Only the most high I put before you
I just waan fi love you not control you

You and I were made for each other from the start
Take off the safety aim at the heart
Insecurity may take us apart and I’m
Un/sure that there is even a cure for this pure feeling
I be in the clubs it ain’t appealing
You are the real and there’s something that I think I oughta tell you

Chorus A-B

I bet you never knew
We met on Ocean Avenue
Right down in Santa Monica
It’s where our souls first touched

Felt like a thousand marching bands
Played through the bedding
Right down in Santa Monica
It’s where our souls first touched

Bridge

You and I we shout out loud
“This is the best day”
Into the best night
To the best time we ever had

It all just came to my head
When you laughed at me and said
“This is the best day”
Into the best night
To the best time we ever had

Chorus A-B

Thanks to Frank for submitting these lyrics.

Rae Sremmurd – Black Beatles lyrics

Black Beatles in the city be back immediately to confiscate the moneys
(Ear Drummers…)
Rae Sremm, Guwop, Mike WiLL!
I sent flowers, but you said you didn’t receive ‘em
But you said you didn’t need them

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Getting so gone I’m not blinking
What in the world was I thinking?
New day, new money to be made
There is nothing to explain
I’m a fuckin black Beatle, cream seats in the Regal
Rockin John Lennon lenses like to see ‘em spread eagle
Took a bitch to the club and let her party on the table
Screaming “everybody’s famous”
Like clockwork, I blow it all
And get some more
Get you somebody that can do both
Black Beatles got the babes belly rolling
She think she love me
I think she trolling

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes
A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe
A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo
Black man, yellow Lamb’, real life goals
They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door
There’s so much money on the floor we buyin school clothes
Why you bring the money machine to the club for?
Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo
I eurostep past a hater like I’m Rondo
I upgrade your baby mama to a condo
Like Chapos serving yayo to the gringos
Black Beatle, club close when I say so

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking
They lose it when the DJ drops the needle

She’s a good teaser, and we blowing reefer
Your body like a work of art, baby
Don’t fuck with me, I’ll break your heart, baby
D&G on me I got a lot of flavor
15 hundred on my feet, I’m tryna kill these haters
I had haters when I was broke, I’m rich, I still got haters
I had hoes when I was broke, I’m rich, I’m still a player
I wear leather Gucci jackets like its still the 80’s
I’ve been blowing OG Kush, I feel a lil’ sedated
I can’t worry about a broke nigga or a hater
Black Beatle, bitch, me and Paul McCartney related

That girl is a real crowd pleaser
Small world, all her friends know of me
Young bull living like an old geezer
Quick release the cash, watch it fall slowly
Frat girls still tryna get even
Haters mad for whatever reason
Smoke in the air, binge drinking

They lose it when the DJ drops the needle…

Escape The Fate – Breaking Me Down

[Verse 1]
You used to be so fearless
You used to be so strong
What ever happened to the one that could do no wrong
How did you get so careless
How did you get so numb
Are you the only liar, running from

[Chorus]
I wish that I could hate you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in your eye, I know I’m watching you drown
I wish that I could save you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in eyes, I know deep inside I’m holding you up
Holding you up is breaking me down

[Verse 2]
You don’t gotta be perfect
You’re not too far gone
But if you can’t help yourself then you won’t move on
The world’s not out of focus
It’s just what you’ve become
Don’t you see you’re the liar, running from

[Chorus]
I wish that I could hate you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in your eye, I know I’m watching you drown
I wish that I could save you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in eyes, I know deep inside I’m holding you up
Holding you up is breaking me down

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
I wish that I could hate you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in your eye, I know I’m watching you drown
I wish that I could save you
I wish that I could start by cutting you out
Cause when I look in eyes, I know deep inside I’m holding you up
Holding you up is breaking me down

Soulja Boy & Bow Wow – Fucking Up A Check

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
I’m fucking up designer, I’m fucking up Versace
When I hit the club, tattoos on my body
Make it hurricane, make it thunderstorm
I’mma make it flash flood, ain’t no one
Walked in the club, I got all of this cash, yuh
I’mma hit the club, yeah I’mma bring them bands, yuh
Bring them bands out, bring them xans out
She just dropped it down, chopper hundred rounds
I got a check, I got a check, and they know that I’m stunting
She want the dick, she want the dick, I gave her the dick and some molly
I post in the club, I post in the club, I’m sitting on Forgiato’s
All this money on me, I came from the bottom

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 2: Soulja Boy]
Everything new down to my shoes
From my belt to my shoes to my Christian Loubs’
Hopped out the coupe too, dog pouring up juice
Walking in the club pouring up, bottles and I’m too cool
I came from the bottom, you don’t want these problems
I be getting money, riding with my shottas
Riding with my shooters, hanging with the goblins
Riding with a bad bitch hopping out bugattis
Pinkie ring plus my cuban link cost a new Ferrari
Hopping out the Jag, watch a nigga flash, snapped by paparazzi

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I just blew my CSI money on a bad bitch
Soulja blow that VH1 money, dog you been rich
Came in a 2-seater, how these hoes gon’ fit
We don’t love ’em, we don’t cuff ’em, and you know that she a flip
Couple bad white bitches and we got ’em off the blow
Now the molly kicking in, you know these hoes is ’bout to go
Gotta weigh Lil Soulja up my nigga those are from a four
We just fuck ’em, let ’em go
Soulja, we don’t love these hoes
We at LD on a monday, young rich niggas in my section
It’s a hundred G for my necklace, young nigga pull up hot but I’m flexing

[Hook: Soulja Boy]
Go ahead, fuck it up
Forgiato when I’m pulling up
I put Forgi’s on a Bentley truck
Made it hurricane when I hit the club
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Fucking up a check, let’s fuck up a check
Fucking up a check, fucking up a check
Let’s fuck up a check, fucking up a check

Regina Spektor – Trapper And The Furrier

[Verse 1]
The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise
And all the animals lay clawless and toothless before them
And all the mothers stepped away from their babies
Leaving them open and easy to handle
The trapper and the furrier went walking through paradise
They took some for now and they got some for later
And they marveled at the pelts, not a bullet hole in them
And they filled up the cages with pets for their children

[Chorus]
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don’t have lose, those who got get given
More, more, more, more

[Verse 2]
The owner and the manager went walking through paradise
And all the shelves were filled with awards and achievements
And on every corner, a power presentation
And on every floor, an army of workers
The owner and the manager went walking through paradise
And all their charts showed so much promise and progress
No sick days, no snow days, no unions, no taxes
And they wandered towards home, kings of their castles

[Chorus]
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don’t have lose, those who got get given
More, more, more, more

[Verse 3]
The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise
And all the sick were around them with fevers unbreaking
Crying and bleeding and coughing and shaking
And arms outstretched, prescription-collecting
The lawyer and the pharmacist went walking through paradise
Pressed suits in a courtroom, aroma of chloroform
And they smiled at the judge, disposition so sunny
Cause they didn’t have the cure but sure needed the money

[Chorus]
What a strange, strange world we live in
Where the good are damned and the wicked forgiven
What a strange, strange world we live in
Those who don’t have lose, those who got get given
More, more, more, more

[Outro]
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more
More, more, more, more

Lance Skiiiwalker – Toaster (feat. Schoolboy Q)

[Intro: Lance Skiiiwalker]
I’m gonna end the night, with these last words
Enjoy life, have fun, stay introverted
Skiiiwalker Radio

[Verse 1: Lance Skiiiwalker]
Yo baby, baby, let me show ya
Just how I roll my marijuana
Then come and take a puff or two
So special baby, wanna clone ya
Then boogie down to Barcelona
And have about a drink or two

[Hook: Lance Skiiiwalker]
Hey girl I hope you’re confident and yeah
And understand
‘Cause ain’t no girl replacing you

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
We fell in love with diamond boulder
My favorite girl me marijuana
We hit the lucky charm and I’m drooped

[Hook: Lance Skiiiwalker]
Hey girl I hope you’re confident and yeah
And understand
‘Cause ain’t no girl replacing you

[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
You even got me singing for ya
Me breakin’ down your whole euphoria
Sucker for your love and it’s true

[Lance Skiiiwalker]
Yo baby, baby, let me show ya
Just how I roll my marijuana
Then come and take a puff or two
So special baby, wanna clone ya
Then boogie down to Barcelona
And have about a drink or two

Captain Cuts – Love Like We Used To (feat. Nateur)

[Intro]
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)

[Verse 1]
You got that new superstition, new superstition I know
Take all your inhibition, your inhibition, let go
Baby I got a vision, I got a vision of love, yeah
Oh and I’m on a mission to make you feel original

[Pre-Chorus]
Got me drunk tonight
On a throwback vibe and I feel the magic
No sleep, state of mind
And I’m out of my body
Your hips, side to side
Better slow down, baby let’s keep it classic
Right now, modern love won’t do

[Chorus]
I ain’t afraid to call you
I’ll pick you up at nine
Meet your daddy and your mama
In my suit and tie
I’ll play you something old school
Make it last all night
Something that reminds us
Of a different time
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)

[Verse 2]
I guess they did it better, they did it better back when
So I put love in a letter, love in a letter again, yeah
Baby let’s get together, let’s get together some more
And we’ll be falling forever
Timeless and beautiful, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Got me drunk tonight
On a throwback vibe and I feel the magic
No sleep, state of mind
And I’m out of my body
Your hips, side to side
Better slow down, baby let’s keep it classic
Right now, modern love won’t do

[Chorus]
I ain’t afraid to call you
I’ll pick you up at nine
Meet your daddy and your mama
In my suit and tie
I’ll play you something old school
Make it last all night
Something that reminds us
Of a different time
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)

[Pre-Chorus]
Got me drunk tonight
On a throwback vibe and I feel the magic
No sleep, state of mind
And I’m out of my body
Your hips, side to side
Better slow down, baby let’s keep it classic
Right now, modern love won’t do
Woo hoo hoo

[Refrain]
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Oh baby, ooh ooh ooh
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Dance with me baby

[Chorus]
I ain’t afraid to call you
I’ll pick you up at nine
Meet your daddy and your mama
In my suit and tie
I’ll play you something old school
Make it last all night
Something that reminds us
Of a different time
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
So why don’t me and you
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)
Love like we used to?
(Hey now, hey now, hey na na na)

Maggie Rogers – Dog Years

[Verse 1]
I count my time in dog years
Swimming in sevens
Slow dancing in seconds
Oh, and I’m the one that loves you
Oh, and I’m the one that loves you

[Verse 2]
I spend my time daydreaming
As sure as the sea
It’s just you and me
Oh, and I’m the one that loves you
Oh, and I’m the one that loves you

[Pre-Chorus 1]
And if you had a bad week
Just let me touch your cheek
Oh, and I’ll be there waiting
When you get frustrated
I know things are changing
But, darling, I’m saying
I’ll be singing you in all of my songs

[Chorus 1]
Come what may
I’ll still stay
Inside your mind
For all of time
Singing, ooh
We will be alright
In the afterlife

[Verse 2]
Of all that is shifting
And shaking my system
I know your rhythm
And I know, I know, I know, I know
That I’m the one that loves you
Oh, and I’m the one that loves you

[Pre-Chorus]
And if you had a bad week
Then I’ll sing you to sleep
Oh, and I’ll be there waiting
If you start to get jaded
I know things are changing
But, darling, I’m saying
I’ve been here all along

[Chorus 2]
Come what may
I’ll still stay
Inside your mind
For all of time
Singing, ooh
We will be alright

[Chorus 3]
Not in vain
We’ll still stay the same
Inside your mind
For all of time
Singing, ooh
We will be alright
In the afterlife
In the afterlife

[Outro]
I count my time in dog years, dog years, dog years, dog years, dog years
We will be alright (Dog years, dog years)
We will be alright (Dog years, dog years)
In the afterlife (Dog years, dog years, dog years, dog years)
Singing, baby, we will be alright (Dog years, dog years)
We will be alright
We will be alright

Death Cab For Cutie – Million Dollar Loan (Animated Video)

[Verse 1]
From a great height
He’s looking down on his city at night
From gilded room
Of gold, marble, and soft perfume
And he’s proud to say
He built his fortune the old fashioned way
Because to succeed
There’s only one thing you really need

[Chorus]
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
You’ll reap what you’ve sown
From a million dollar loan
Call your father on the phone
And get that million dollar loan
[Verse 2]
His enemies
Can’t contain the flames of jealousy
With brutish charm
The women flock to be on his arm
Because it’s a sign
Of weakness to apologize
And he counter sues
From any corner he’s backed into

[Chorus]
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
To cast the first stone
You’ll need a million dollar loan
Every ascension to a throne
Starts with a million dollar loan
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
You’ll reap what you’ve sown
From a million dollar loan
Call your father on the phone
And get that million dollar loan

[Bridge]
A siren screams
Through the city as he falls asleep
The campaign
Begins again at the break of day

[Chorus]
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
To cast the first stone
You’ll need a million dollar loan
Every ascension to a throne
Starts with a million dollar loan
A million dollar loan
Nobody makes it on their own
Without a million dollar loan
You’ll reap what you’ve sown
From a million dollar loan
Call your father on the phone
And get that million dollar loan

Bebe Rexha – I Got You (At 2016 MTV EMAs) (Live)

[Verse 1]
I can see you hurtin’
I’ve been through the same thing
Baby don’t you worry
I got you
I just wanna know you
Tell me all your secrets
Lookin’ like you need it

[Refrain]
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you

[Chorus]
We can get high, oh nah, nah, nah
We can get low, oh nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Tell you no lies, oh, nah, nah, nah
We can get lost oh, nah, nah, nah
Take it all off, oh, nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Give it to me all, oh, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 2]
Tell me what you’re thinkin’
Always over thinkin’
I just wanna love you
I got you
Don’t have to be so guarded
Let’s finish what we started
It’s all I ever wanted

[Refrain]
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you

[Chorus]
We can get high, oh nah, nah, nah
We can get low, oh nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Tell you no lies, oh, nah, nah, nah
We can get lost oh, nah, nah, nah
Take it all off, oh, nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Give it to me all, oh, nah, nah, nah

[Refrain]
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you

[Bridge]
I’d do the time for you
Tell a lie for you
Yeah, baby, that’s what I’d do
I’d walk the line for you
Take a shot for you
Yeah, baby, that’s what I’d do
Cause I got you
It’s true
I’d die for you
I’d die for you
I got you

[Chorus]
We can get high, oh nah, nah, nah
We can get low, oh nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Tell you no lies, oh, nah, nah, nah
We can get lost oh, nah, nah, nah
Take it all off, oh, nah, nah, nah
Let me be your friend, baby let me in
Give it to me all, oh, nah, nah, nah

[Refrain]
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you
Cause I got you, you, oh, you
I got you, I got you
I got…

Zara Larsson – Ain’t My Fault (On Today Show) (Live)

[Zara]
(Oh my, oh my, oh my…)
Oh my, oh my, oh my
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my!

It ain’t my fault you keep turning me on
It ain’t my fault you got, got me so gone
It ain’t my fault I’m not leaving alone
It ain’t my fault you keep turning me on
I can’t talk right now, I’m looking and I like what I’m seeing
Got me feeling kinda shocked right now
Could’ve stopped right now, even if I wanted
Gotta get it, get it, get it, while it’s hot right now
Oh my god, what is this
Why you all in my business
Baby I insist, please don’t blame me for what ever happens next

No I, can’t be responsible
If I, get you in trouble now
See you’re, too irresistible
Yeah that’s for sure

So if I put your hands where my eyes can’t see
Then you’re the one who’s got a hold on me
No I can’t be responsible, responsible
It ain’t my fault

It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)
It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)

It ain’t my fault you came here looking like that
You just made me trip, fall, and land on your lap
Certain bad boy swoon, body hotter than a sun
I don’t mean to be rude, but I look so damn good on ya

Ain’t got time right now, missed me with the what’s your name, your sign?
It’s out of time, I just called an Uber and it’s right outside
Oh my god, what is this
Why you all in my business
Baby I insist, please don’t blame me for what ever happens next

No I, can’t be responsible
If I, get you in trouble now
See you’re, too irresistible
Yeah that’s for sure

So if I put your hands where my eyes can’t see
Then you’re the one who’s got a hold on me
No I can’t be responsible, responsible
It ain’t my fault

It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)
It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)

Baby one, two, three
Your body’s calling me
And I know wherever it is
Is exactly where I wanna be
But don’t blame me
It ain’t my fault

It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)
It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)
It ain’t my fault (oh my, oh my, oh my)

So if I put your hands where my eyes can’t see
Then you’re the one who’s got a hold on me
No I can’t be responsible, responsible
It ain’t my fault

It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)
It ain’t my fault (no, no, no, no)

It ain’t my fault you got me so caught
It ain’t my fault you got me so caught

(Oh, well that’s too bad it ain’t my fault…!)

Zara Larsson – Lush Life (On Today Show) (Live)

I live my day as if it was the last
Live my day as if there was no past
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Doin’ it the way I wanna

Yeah I’mma dance my heart out ’til the dawn
But I won’t be done when morning comes
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Gonna spend it like no other

It was a crush
But I couldn’t, couldn’t get enough
It was a rush
But I gave it up

It was a crush
Now I might have went and said too much
But that’s all it was
So I gave it up

I live my day as if it was the last
Live my day as if there was no past
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Doin’ it the way I wanna

Yeah I’mma dance my heart out ’til the dawn
But I won’t be done when morning comes
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Gonna spend it like no other

It was a crush
I kept saying I’mma stay in touch
But that thing went bust
So I gave it up, ooh

No tricks, no bluff
I’m just better off without them cuffs
Yeah the sun won’t set on us

Went low, went high
Still waters run dry
Gotta get back in the groove
I ain’t ever worry

Went low, went high
What matters is now
Getting right back in the mood

I live my day as if it was the last
Live my day as if there was no past
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Doin’ it the way I wanna

Yeah I’mma dance my heart out ’til the dawn
But I won’t be done when morning comes
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Gonna spend it like no other

Now I’ve found another crush
The lush life’s given me a rush
Had one chance to make me blush
Second time is one too late

Now I’ve found another crush
The lush life’s given me a rush
Had one chance to make me blush
Second time is one too late

I live my day as if it was the last
Live my day as if there was no past
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Doin’ it the way I wanna

Yeah I’mma dance my heart out ’til the dawn
But I won’t be done when morning comes
Doin’ it all nite, all summer
Gonna spend it like no other

Now I’ve found another crush
The lush life’s given me a rush
Had one chance to make me blush
Second time is one too late

Now I’ve found another crush
The lush life’s given me a rush
Had one chance to make me blush
Second time is one too late

070 Shake – Trust Nobody

[Verse 1]
Gave you all the secrets now you creepin’ in the window
3 AM, I’m boozin’ on my body while the wind blow
Singing to the people, I sit back and watch my sins blow
Do you get down like that?
Do you really get down like that?
Took it in, you got to mash right back
Buckle up cause that ass might crash, yea

[Hook]
And I don’t really trust nobody
And I don’t really trust nobody
And I don’t really trust nobody
Cause I don’t really trust no, trust no
Trust no one, unless you give me your soul
Give me your soul
Give me your, give me your

[Verse 2]
Chucky’s coming, get to running if you wanna live your life
Baby stay around the sun, them creeps gon’ find you in the night
In the night, in the night, in the night
Moving on the win, looking back for what we left
Leave the crib at 3 AM to cop a cigarette
Just figured out the plan and I’ma stick with it
Hard to talk to people now cause I’m just different
I lost my mind so many times, and I’m scared of losing face
I gave my all and now I don’t have anything to lend

[Bridge]
You don’t understand the switch up
Look inside the bigger picture
You just want to take me with you
Wait a lil’, when the pill gon hit you
You don’t understand the switch up
Look inside the bigger picture

[Hook]
And I don’t really trust nobody
And I don’t really trust nobody
And I don’t really trust nobody
Cause I don’t really trust no, trust no
Trust no one, unless you give me your soul
Give me your soul
Give me your, give me your
Give me your soul, give me your soul

[Outro]
Chucky’s coming, get to running if you wanna live your life
Baby stay around the sun, them creeps gon’ find you in the night
Chucky’s coming, get to running if you wanna live your life
Baby stay around the sun, them creeps gon’ find you in the night
In the night, in the night
070, 070, 070, 070, 070, 070-0

Blac Youngsta – Tissue

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
Fuck nigga

[Hook]
You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguin’ on Instagram
You niggas typin’ on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle

[Verse 1]
I’m Margiela walkin’ lil nigga
My bitch, she be stalkin’ me nigga
Them rappers were winnin’ the race
Till I started hawkin’ them niggas
Now I’m drippin’ sauce on these niggas
Got your bitch on top of me nigga
Made myself a boss on these niggas
Now I’m livin’ like Ross on these niggas
Ridin’ round with them K’s
Broke niggas love to hate
When ya son turn 10
I’ma make your son a slave
I’ma let him cut my grass
I’ma let him feed my maid
I’ma do it cause his daddy
Always used to player hate

[Hook]
You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguin’ on Instagram
You niggas typin’ on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle

[Verse 2]
You went to jail on a Sunday
The charge is really bout nothin’
Rat your homeboy’s house tryna act like you ain’t tell nothin’
Sad thing about the nigga
The nigga told on his mama
It was a hot ass winter
Now it’s a cold ass summer
I got killers on the front line
My young niggas need a hair line
I can’t even lie
That was a cold ass punch line
My bitches settin’ niggas up
They givin’ me the run down
We be waitin’ till the sun down
We be robbin’ niggas sometimes

[Hook]
You niggas softer than tissue
You niggas awkward like bitches
You arguin’ on Instagram
You niggas typin’ on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real nigga feel me
Referee I got that whistle

Yung Simmie – Bucks

[Hook]
If he sendin’ shots then my niggas can get you
They sendin’ shots, bullets rip through your tissue
I told her stop talking, give me the dental
I’m on yo’ block swervin whippin’ a rental
And what I smoke is official
You niggas see-through like crystals
Comin’ wrong, it’s only right like a pencil that I erase you
Make your girl forget you
I wanted the money ever since I was little
I gotta eat I ain’t talkin McGriddle
You niggas sweeter than skittles
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks

[Verse]
I’m gettin to the bucks, OG got me stuck
I smoke one for breakfast, I smoke one for lunch
I be with my plug, gotta get it out the mud
She rollin’ up my weed, blow in smoke with your girl
This is my world, I’m feelin like Tony
You niggas don’t know me you better not approach me
We shootin two 30s, drop 60 like Kobe, get smoked like a stogey
I’m comin’ so different so fuck your decision
Whippin the Benzo came a long way from Mustang
Upgrade from midpack now we smokin’ on propane
Niggas be hatin but I don’t feel no pain
I’m comin so different, my weed is expensive, pay up just to hit it
I cook up in the kitchen, I double my digits, I piss on a critic

[Hook]
If he sendin’ shots then my niggas can get you
They sendin’ shots, bullets rip through your tissue
I told her stop talking, give me the dental
I’m on yo’ block swervin whippin’ a rental
And what I smoke is official
You niggas see-through like crystals
Comin’ wrong, it’s only right like a pencil that I erase you
Make your girl forget you
I wanted the money ever since I was little
I gotta eat I ain’t talkin McGriddle
You niggas sweeter than skittles
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks
I’m posted up, big blunts hold ’em up
Got purple in my cup, now your girl wanna fuck
I’m ’bout money I can never get enough
I should play for Milwaukee ’cause I’m all about my bucks

SPILLAGE VILLAGE – Can’t Call It (feat. J. Cole, Bas, Earthgang & J.I.D)

[Refrain: EarthGang]
Can’t call it, can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, uh, can’t call it
Yeah, can’t call it, I can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, yeah, I can’t call it

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Verse 1]
Miseducated, unemployed
Get deployed in a week
Them snatch my body and my soul was exploited for free
Now occupations getting sold, shipped and soul overseas
Can’t trust nobody like they know to make sure I’m gone eat
All I see is distractions, distractions
My life just keep flashing and I’m flashing blue lights
Get behind you and your little blood pressure start to climate up
My niggas be speaking and spirit schooling me on time
And I went to sleep thinking them caves with spiders on my eyelids
So what you know ’bout shining?
Lord I’ve been dancing for days, Hell I’m still shaking off slave
Beneath and dipped in diamonds
She claim my beats [?] then I can’t leave her for one moment
Really I be [?]
Of life and I still be trying to make sense of that jibber jabber
You right, I can tie this ’round my neck, floating up that corporate ladder
The weather, the lever matter, or realistic I’d rather be up misfed
We get it crackin’, we [?] mechanic actions
But I can’t call it

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Verse 2: Bas]
Heavy duty, Hell on Earth
We’ve been feeling Heavens duties
Even with these demons on us
Journey deep into atonement
Through the edges of my mind
I cannot give you my mind state
That shit like going on blind dates
I don’t know how that bitch look
I could’ve been took
I’m keeping the vine fate
Follow the lines straight, and narrow
Never been one of my fine traits
I just been living the road, I don’t got no home
I cannot define safe, ’rounding the bases I live in the times
Few of my niggas is running it with me
We’ve been surviving and keeping alive
Thank you God, God is great
Give me a pond, now lakes a [?]
Look at the water inside your eyes
You have been stuck in a blind state
Most of us out here just nickel and dime
Cook up a trip of the crime rate
But that’s by design and we never snooze
Now I’m so awake, come step in my shoes nigga

[Refrain: EarthGang]
Can’t call it, can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, uh, can’t call it
Yeah, can’t call it, I can’t call it
I never came from deep pockets
Why can’t I make a deposit?
Can’t call it, yeah, I can’t call it

[Hook: J. Cole]
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Verse 3]
So far I done, so far I done
So far I done managed to take advantage
I set a goal and of course it didn’t take off like how I planned it
Granted I want the globe and the planet where my hands is
Granted, I’m on my toes and I’m sick of standing
Sick of the bicker back and forth
The lifted pitch inside your voice
Cause I can’t afford a picket fence and a Porsche
If I get in a pickle, I pull the pistol out my shorts
Payback on the pussy boy, so give me mines and give me yours
Give me time and let me finish the design of method
Any nigga lying, I step it
Point me in the wrong direction, digging in the mind connecting
Everything I ever seen, ever done, never was trying to set the gas in the fire
I prepped it
Walking in shit that I stepped in

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

[Verse 4]
Activated (activated)
Native language, middle finger
How ironic? (how ironic? how ironic?)
What it take to get it when you know you got it?
How you operating when you know your calling?
Glad he raised me cause I know my papa wasn’t sober often
I ain’t judging, I get high
Now I’m the best to break out and lead 285
Sticking my chest out, putting my deuce up
Loosing respect for the one’s you like
Back in Georgia we whip it slow
Get pulled over and you could die
Fuck the bullshit, fuck the cool shit
Grab the burner, let’s use our rights
Let’s get rid of these fools tonight
What a decision, what a commitment, what a [?] when you decide
Pop the moonroof, ain’t your voodoo
Hit the crib, get danky coo coo
Certified I could lead the new school
Word to Tribe, whole team is Zulu

[Hook: J. Cole]
Oh, I had so many days of crying
Oh, I had so many days of pain
Have you ever been as sad as I am?
Lord, I ask if anything would change?
I can see the future that we’re heading
I would say it’s better not to tell
If it’s anything like this in Heaven
Maybe I’d be better off in hell
(Better off in hell)

Lil Durk – See Me Down (feat. Jadakiss)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
They wanna see me down
They wanna see me down

[Hook: Lil Durk]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
They don’t want me ’cause me profile high cases
Being black tryna make it in this world, can’t make billions like other races
If I call it how I see it they say I’m racist
Let’s face it
If Donald Trump win the spot, then we back to the basics
No more link , no more wiic, no more free shots when you sick
No more S.S.I. checks, either coming for your kids
[?] who would of though I would make a million of of pot
Feds on me why you think I used to turn down all the slots
Tired of seein’ my niggas die, on they days they momma cryin’
Opps crazy on IG tell them niggas calm it down
Heard niggas telling now, they come around I shut it down
And I keep a couple rounds
And I keep a couple rounds
[?] kids, he know I care
I grab my gun when i laid with no help
My momma stressing other me, she loosing health
My cousin trippin’, says I’m never there
Why? Then I say –

[Hook: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
Just wanna see my son grow up
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Kick back, smoke, and I just tell my mans
Look y’all, we came a long way from selling grams
I’m tryna make a Mill, you tryna make a stack
When I leave I don’t know if I’ma make it back
You don’t need nothing to relate to that
The thought of my kids suffering, I hate the fact
Say goodbye to your mom, before you every think of doing me bodily harm
Even though the war is on, you’ve got to be calm
It’s a time to keep quite, a time to respond
Nah, you’ll never be fly as the Don
I shoot you man in his head, let him die in your arms
It’s written inside of the Quran
They changed the Bible several times, something got to be wrong
Check it for yourself, if you don’t believe me now
They can’t be me now, therefore they just wanna –

[Outro: Lil Durk & Jadakiss]
They wanna see me down
Chicago streets, no love
I might not make it through the summer, but I cannot give up
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now
Niggas catchin’ cases
That on a daily bases
I stared from the basement
I used to sleep in basements
They wanna see me down
They wanna be me now

21 Savage – X (feat. Future) (Stwo Remix)

[Bridge: 21 Savage]
10 bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock them diamonds on me dancin’
When you workin’ hard then your money start expandin’
I got model bitches wanna lick me like some candy
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Savage bitch, but no I’m not Randy
Hit her with no condom, had to make her eat a plan B
And I’m sippin’ on that Codeine, not Brandy

[Hook: 21 Savage]
I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this
I left that ho alone ’cause she was ratchet
All these bitches salty, they can’t stand me

[Verse 1: 21 Savage + Future]
Flexin’ on that bitch, hold up
Bought a necklace on that bitch, hold up
Her friend gon’ lick me like a fruit roll up
She in her feelins’ on the ‘Gram, grow up
21, flexin’ on that bitch, hold up
I ain’t textin’ back that bitch, hold up
I ain’t stressin’ bout that bitch, hold up
21 gon’ get the stick, hold up
Hold up, hold up, bitch I like to ball
Hold up, hold up, without no weave, you bald
Hold up, bitch I spent your rent inside the mall
Told her she got a nigga but he broke, she lost
Hold up, at this private location
Hold up, put her back in rotation
Hold up, bitches on me, immigration
Hold up, goin’ through the translations

[Hook: 21 Savage]
I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this
I left that ho alone ’cause she was ratchet
All these bitches salty, they can’t stand me

[Verse 2: 21 Savage + Future]
Hold up, bitch my Rolex on fleek
Hold up, bitch my diamonds on fleek
Hold up, I got gold on my teeth
Hold up, you got Rainbow on your feet?
Hold up, corny niggas don’t impress me
Hold up, never let a bitch dress me
Hold up, can’t no motherfuckin’ judge check me
Hold up, I don’t give a fuck about no ring
Hold up, money make my old bitches hate me
Hold up, bitch you still stay on Section-8
Hold up, my new bitch wetter than a lake
Hold up, and she love to let me paint her face
Hold up, fell in love with some good throat
Hold up, fell in love with some good throat
Hold up, ripped them confidential papers up
Hold up, you done made me wake my savage up

[Hook: 21 Savage]
I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just stuntin’ on my ex-bitch
Hold up, I’m just flexin’ on my ex-bitch
Fuck a wedding ring, I bought a necklace
Diamonds got the flu, try not to catch this
I left that ho alone ’cause she was ratchet
All these bitches salty, they can’t stand me

[Bridge: 21 Savage]
10 bad bitches in a mansion
Wrist on Milly Rock them diamonds on me dancin’
When you workin’ hard then your money start expandin’

[Outro: Future]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
And them drugs come in handy
Last name Hendrix bitch, you know I’m no Jimi
Hit ’em with no condoms, ship her right back out the country
And I’m sippin’ codeine, tats all on my stomach

Kanye West – Fade (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Rare Earth]
Your love is fadin’
Your love is fadin’
Your love is fadin’
I feel it’s fadin’

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
When no one ain’t around
I feel it’s fadin’
I think I think too much
I feel it’s fadin’
Ain’t nobody watchin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I just fade away

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
I feel it…
Fade away
I feel it…
I feel it…
Fade away-ay-ay-ay
I think I think too much
I feel it…
Your love is fadin’
I feel it…

[Verse 1: Kanye West + Rare Earth]
Roll up, roll up
Hold up, hold up
Po’ up, po’ up
I feel it
I love to
I wanna
I’m tryna
I feel it
I’ma rock the boat
Work the middle ’til it hurt a little
I feel it
Your love is fadin’
I feel it

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
Fuckin’ with a real ass nigga
I feel it
Fuck how you feel ass nigga
I feel it
Bitch better act like you know better
I feel it
Woah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign + Rare Earth]
When no one ain’t around
I feel it’s fadin’
I think I think too much
I feel it’s fadin’
Ain’t nobody watchin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I just fade away
I feel it’s fadin’

[Verse 3: Post Malone]
You don’t even know
I’ve been so far gone
I feel it
I’ve been so led on
I’ve been runnin’ ’round
I feel it
I’ve been on my shit
Whole world on my dick
I feel it
I just need to know
I can feel it

[Bridge: Ms. Barbara Tucker + Rare Earth]
Oh, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Oh, deep inside
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I can feel it
Oh, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Oh, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I feel it
Yes, deep inside
Oh, I get lifted, yes
Deep, deep, down inside
I get
I feel it’s fadin’
Oh, I get lifted, yes

[Outro: Rare Earth]
I feel it’s fadin’
I feel it’s fadin’
I feel it
I feel it’s fadin’

Kanye West – Facts (Charlie Heat Version) (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Dirt and grime and filth inside
The story of my lifetime
Of cheating, stealing, never feeling
Pain of a brother, your dirty mother
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(You!)

[Verse 1]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I feel so accomplished
I done talked a lot of shit but I just did the numbers
Herzog and Adidas, man you know they love it
If Nike ain’t have Drizzy, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, woo!
If Nike ain’t have Don C, man they wouldn’t have nothin’, ooh!
But I’m all for the family, tell ’em, "Get your money"
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, they line up for days
Nike out here bad, they can’t give shit away
I stuck to my roots, I’m like Jimmy Fallon
I ain’t dropped the album but the shoes went platinum (Woo!)
Every time I talk they say I’m too aggressive
I was out here spazzin’, now y’all get the message?
On the field I’m over-reckless, on my Odell Beckham
2020, I’ma run the whole election, yah!
I’ve been trending years, y’all a couple days
Yeezy in the house and we just got appraised
Nike, Nike treat employees just like slaves
Gave LeBron a billi’ not to run away (You!)
Ten-thousand dollar fur for Nori, I just copped it (You!)
Your baby daddy won’t even take your daughter shoppin’ (You!)
I done wore designers I won’t wear again
Make ’em niggas famous, they get arrogant

[Hook]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman, ah!
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy just jumped over Jumpman
(Sonic boom!)

[Verse 2]
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, this is pure luxury
I give ’em Grey Poupon on a DJ Mustard, ah!
If you ain’t poppin’ shit then why you rap for? Haaan?
Plus Kimoji just shut down the app store, ah!
And we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute
(We did)
Yeah, we made a million a minute, we made a million a minute, ah!
Do anybody feel bad for Bill Cosby?
Did he forget the names just like Steve Harvey? (You!)
Tell Adidas that we need a million in production (You!)
I done told y’all, all I needed was the infrastructure (Boom!)
Now we hottest in the streets, it ain’t no discussion
James Harden, Swaggy P runnin’ up the budget (Yoga flame!)
Keep the work at my baby mama’s mama’s house
I’m a jerk, you need to work, you need to call my spouse
Yeezy, Yeezy, take a picture with me on Rodeo
Yeezy, Yeezy, Yeezy, I might do my own hotel
Couches, couches, couches, couches, which one should I pick?
I need extra deep, I like my bitches extra thick (sonic boom!)
Every time I see the news, man it bring me home
Call up DJ Mano, shout out Twilite Tone
We just blessed to be alive, yeah ain’t that the truth?
So let’s celebrate the life of Timbuck2
Timbuck2, Timbuck2

[Outro]
Ha, ha, ha, look how far we are, are, are, are, are, are, are
(Perfect!)

Kanye West – No More Parties In La (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro: Johnny "Guitar" Watson & Junie Morrison]
La di da da-a, da-a (I like this flavor)
La da da da di da da-a, la-a
Let me tell you, I’m out here
From a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far

[Hook: Kanye West]
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more (Los Angeles)
Please (shake that body, party that bod-)
Please (shake that body, party that body)
Please (shake that body, party that body)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar & Kanye West]
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
She remember my Sprinter, said "I was in the grape van"
Uhm, well cutie, I like your bougie booty
Come Erykah Badu me, well, let’s make a movie
Hell, you know my repertoire is like a wrestler
I show you the ropes, connect the dots
A country girl that love Hollywood
Mama used to cook red beans and rice
Now it’s Denny’s, 4 in the morning, spoil your appetite
Liquor pouring and niggas swarming your section with erection
Smoke in every direction, middle finger pedestrians
R&B singers and lesbians, rappers and managers
Music and iPhone cameras
This shit unanimous for you, it’s damaging for you, I think
That pussy should only be holding exclusive rights to me, I mean
He flew you in this motherfucker on first class
Even went out his way so you could check in an extra bag
Now you wanna divide the yam like it equate the math?
That shit don’t add up, you’re making him mad as fuck
She said she came out here to find an A-list rapper
I said baby, spin that round and say the alphabet backwards
You’re dealing with malpractice, don’t kill a good nigga’s confidence
Just cause he a nerd and you don’t know what a condom is
The head still good though, the head still good though
Make me say "Nam Myoho Renge Kyo"
Make a nigga say big words and act lyrical
Make me get spiritual
Make me believe in miracles, Buddhist monks and Cap’n Crunch cereal
Lord have mercy, thou will not hurt me
Five buddies all herded up on a Thursday
Bottle service, head service, I came in first place
The opportunity, the proper top of breast and booty cheek
The pop community, I mean these bitches come with union fee
And I want two of these, moving units through consumer streets
Then my shoe released, she was kicking in gratuity
And yeah G, I was all for it
She said K Lamar, you kind of dumb to be a poet
I’mma put you on game for the lames that don’t know they’re a rookie
Instagram is the best way to promote some pussy

[Hook: Kanye West]
Scary
Scary
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Friday night tryna make it into the city
Breakneck speeds, passenger seat something pretty
Thinking back to how I got here in the first place
Second class bitches wouldn’t let me on first base
A backpack nigga with luxury taste buds
And the Louis Vuitton store, got all of my pay stubs
Got pussy from beats I did for niggas more famous
When did I become A list? I wasn’t even on a list
Strippers get invited to where they only get hired
When I get on my Steve Jobs, somebody gon’ get fired
I was uninspired since Lauryn Hill retired
And 3 Stacks, man, you preach it to the choir
Any rumor you ever heard about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use they kids as meal tickets
Not knowing the disconnect from the father
The next generation will be the real victims
I can’t fault ’em really
I remember Amber told my boy no matter what happens she ain’t going back to Philly
Back to our regularly scheduled programmin’
Of weak content and slow jammin’
But don’t worry, this one’s so jammin’
You know it, L.A., it’s so jammin’
I be thinkin’ every day
Mulholland Drive, need to put up some god damn barricades
I be paranoid every time
The pressure, the problem ain’t I be drivin’
The problem is I be textin’
My psychiatrist got kids that I inspired
First song they played for me was ’bout their friend that just died
Textin’ and drivin’ down Mulholland Drive
That’s why I’d rather take the 405
I be worried ’bout my daughter, I be worried ’bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain’t worried ’bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I’m supposed to do?
Ride around with a bulletproof car and some tints?
Every agent I know, know I hate agents
I’m too black, I’m too vocal, I’m too flagrant
Something smellin’ like shit, that’s the new fragrance
It’s just me, I do it my way, bitch
Some days I’m in my Yeezys, some days I’m in my Vans
If I knew y’all made plans I wouldn’t have popped the Xans
I know some fans who thought I wouldn’t rap like this again
But the writer’s block is over, emcees cancel your plans
A 38-year-old 8-year-old with rich nigga problems
Tell my wife that I hate the Rolls so I don’t never drive it
It took 6 months to get the Maybach all matted out
And my assistant crashed it soon as they backed it out
God damn, got a bald fade, I might slam
Pink fur, got Nori dressing like Cam, thank God for me
Whole family gettin’ money, thank God for E!
I love rockin’ jewelry, a whole neck full
Bitches say he funny and disrespectful
I feel like Pablo when I’m workin’ on my shoes
I feel like Pablo when I see me on the news
I feel like Pablo when I’m workin’ on my house
Tell ’em party’s in here, we don’t need to go out
We need the turbo thots, high speed, turbo thots
Drop-dro-dro-dro-drop it like Robocop
She brace herself and hold my stomach, good dick’ll do that
She keep pushin’ me back, good dick’ll do that
She push me back when the dick go too deep
This good dick’ll put your ass to sleep
Get money, money, money, money
Big, big money, money, money, money
And as far as real friends, tell all my cousins I love ’em
Even the one that stole the laptop, you dirty motherfucker

[Bridge: Larry Graham]
I just keep on lovin’ you, baby
And there’s no one else I know who can take your place

[Hook: Kanye West]
Please, no more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more parties in L.A
Please, baby, no more parties in L.A., uh
No more (Los Angeles)

[Outro: Junie Morrison]
I’m out here from a very far away place
All for a chance to be a star
Nowhere seems to be too far
SWISH

Kanye West – 30 Hours (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Intro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

[Verse 1]
You say you never saw this comin’, well you’re not alone
Million dollar renovations to a happy home
My ex says she gave me the best years of her life
I saw a recent picture of her, I guess she was right
I wake up, assessin’ the damages
Checkin’ MediaTakeOut
Pictures of me drunk walkin’ out with a bitch
But it’s blurry enough to get the fake out
I wake up, all veggies no eggs
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Yep, then I made myself a smoothie
Yeah, then me and wifey make a movie
Chicago – St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
Ándale Ándale E.I, E.I, oh, oh
You had me drivin’ far enough to switch the time zone
You was the best of all time at the time though
Yeah, you wasn’t mine though

[Hook]
But I still drove 30 hours
But still drove 30 hours to you

[Verse 2]
I remember rapping for Jay and Cam
Young producer just trying to get his flows off
I remember being nervous to do Victoria Secret
‘Til I pictured everybody with they clothes off
Expedition was Eddie Bauer edition
I’m drivin’ with no winter tires in December
Skrrt skrrt skrrt like a private school for women
Then I get there and all the Popeye’s is finished girl
You don’t love me, you just pretendin’
I need that happy beginnin’, middle and endin’
Chicago, St. Louis, St. Louis to Chicago
It’s gettin’ hot in hurr, that’s all that I know
Got a hotel room, 3 stars for you
You call down for an omelet
Girl it’s 5 in the morning
You realize we at the DoubleTree, not the Aria
Only thing open is Waffle House, girl don’t start with me
I used the Western Union for you like it’s no prob
Cause you was in college complainin’ about it’s no jobs
But you were suckin’ a nigga’s dick the whole time
Well I guess a blowjob’s better than no job

[Hook]
And I drove back 30 hours

[Bridge]
Were remains that long to lose sad
Better unsaid
Always turn, oh

[Outro]
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go
Baby lion goes
Where the islands…
Baby lion goes
Where the islands go

Kanye West – Silver Surfer Intermission (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Max B]
Yeezy, Yeezy, what’s good?
It’s your boy Max B, what’s going on?
Just checking in on you
Appreciate the love and support
The wave is here
You a wavey dude anyway, so you already know
Ain’t no problem, man, the game…
You already know how this game thing goes
Do your wave nigga
You got the official wave man
Just, just doing you…
Doing you, doing your wave
And keep it loopy, I know you’re going to keep it loopy man
Shoutout, just shout you out
Hollering at you man, it’s all love
I appreciate the… the energy
And we here, hit the town, we do something big
We gonna make a big tsunami up in the joint
You already know what it is, ahh

[French Montana]
Silver Surfer
Silver Surfer in the flesh
[Max B laughing]

[Max B]
Silver surfer in the flesh
Max B shoutout to Yeezy
What’s good, I see you
It’s love, appreciate it
It’s honor, appreciate it
Ugh, wavey, baby, yeah

Kanye West – Wolves (The Life Of Pablo Album)

[Hook: Kanye West]
Lost out, beat up
Dancin’, down there
I found you, somewhere out
‘Round ’round there, right right there
Lost and beat up
Down there, dancin’
I found you, somewhere out
Right down there, right ’round there

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Lost and, found out
Turned out, how you thought
Daddy, found out
How you turned out, how you turned out
If mama knew now
How you turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, I need you now
Got to love you
Found you, found you
Right now, right now
Right now, right now
If your mama knew how
You turned out, you too wild
You too wild, you too wild
You too wild, and I need you now
Lost and found now

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
You gotta let me know if I could be your Joseph
Only tell you real shit, that’s the tea, no sip
Don’t trip, don’t trip, that pussy slippery, no whip
We ain’t trippin’ on shit, we just sippin’ on this
Just forget the whole shit, we could laugh about nothin’
I impregnate your mind, let’s have a baby without fuckin’, yo
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
I know it’s corny bitches you wish you could unfollow
I know it’s corny niggas you wish you could unswallow
You tried to play nice, everybody just took advantage
You left your fridge open, somebody just took a sandwich
I said baby what if you was clubbin’
Thuggin’, hustlin’ before you met your husband?
Then I said, "What if Mary was in the club
When she met Joseph around hella thugs?
Cover Nori in lambs’ wool
We surrounded by the fuckin’ wolves"
"What if Mary was in the club
‘Fore she met Joseph with no love?
Cover Saint in lambs’ wool
We surrounded by the fuckin’ wolves"

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
The rings all ring out
Burn out, cave in
Blackened to dark out
I’m mixed now, fleshed out
There’s light with no heat
We cooled out, it’s cool out
Life is precious
We found out, we found out
We found out