Jhene Aiko – Maniac

[Verse 1]
Hop on the dick like a maniac
Head like a brainiac
Gotta read the sign like a zodiac
I’m a lowkey freak, you don’t know me yet?
Good head, got a little bite to it
Little booty, got a little bounce to it
We could go all damn night to it
Wife that, gon’ throw rice to it

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh I, oh I don’t wait too long
Oh his dick is way too long
I think I take it all
Oh why? Oh why you acting scared?
Pull that pull up like a chair
Know you see me over here

[Chorus]
Have you ever fucked with a maniac, maniac?
You just made love to a maniac, maniac

[Verse 2]
I must, I must, I must, I
Must admit I’m in love with your sex
Every single day, baby give me your best
Every single day, you be gettin’ this neck
I be gettin’ no rest, just took two breaths (ahh, ahh)
Need a vacay
Nigga shot more rounds than a AK
Goin’ ’round ’round ’round like an AA
Got me showin’ up late for the late late

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh I, oh I don’t wait too long
Oh his dick is way too long
I think I take it all
Oh why? Oh why you acting scared?
Pull that pull up like a chair
Know you see me over here

[Chorus]
Have you ever fucked with a maniac, maniac?
You just made love to a maniac, maniac
Do you wanna fuck with a maniac?
With a maniac (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Make you fall in love with a maniac (with a maniac)

[Verse 3]
I stay up all night for ya, I’m trooper
Call in a request, I pick up, pull up quick as Uber
Anywhere, everywhere, you turn me to addict
If you love me like you say you do then get it tatted
Do you, do you, do you, I know how to do you
Flip me over then maneuver
As long as a ruler, you the ruler
Don’t tell nobody else, that’s the rule, yeah
Ass in the air, feet in the air
Weed in the air, we in the air, me and you stare
Night shift take the stress away
Then the second round take the rest away

[Chorus]
Have you ever fucked with a maniac, maniac?
(Have you ever… loved with a maniac, baby)
You just made love to a maniac, maniac
(You just made love to a maniac)
Do you wanna fuck with a maniac?
(Do you wanna… fuck with a… maniac, maniac)
Make you fall in love with a maniac, maniac
(Make you fall in love)

[Outro]
You just fucked around
You just fucked around
You just fucked around
With a maniac, ma-ma-maniac
How you like me now?
How you like me now?
How you like me now?
I’m a maniac
I’m a mothafuckin’ maniac
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Who love this pussy? You love this pussy
Who love this pussy? You love this pussy
I know that you like it, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know

Snakehips – Don’t Leave (feat. Mø)

You know me; now and then, I’m a mess
Please don’t hold that against me
I’m a girl with a temper and heat
I know I can be crazy

But I’m not just a fuck-up, I’m the fuck-up you need
I don’t hear nobody when you focus on me
Perfectly imperfect, yeah, I hope that you see
Tell me you see
‘Cause I know that you’ve been thinkin’ ’bout it

Don’t leave
Shut your mind off and let your heart breathe
You don’t need to be worried
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better
Don’t go
What we have here is irreplaceable
No, I won’t trade this for nothing
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better than me, yeah
Love you better than me (oh, whoa-oh)

In a room full of people
With you, I don’t see anybody else, no
When we fight, and you’re right
So surreal, I make a kiss so difficult

But I’m not just a fuck-up, I’m the fuck-up you love
We ain’t like nobody else, tell me so what
Perfectly imperfect, yeah, baby, that’s us
Baby, that’s us
‘Cause I know that you’ve been thinkin’ ’bout it

Don’t leave
Shut your mind off and let your heart breathe
You don’t need to be worried
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better
Don’t go
What we have here is irreplaceable
No, I won’t trade this for nothing
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better

Sitting in the living room
You look at me, I stare at you
See the dark, but seen the love
I have and it is all for you
Let me wrap myself around you, baby
Let me tell you you are everything; you are
Losing my words, I don’t know where to start, but baby

Don’t leave me
Shut your mind off and let your heart hear me
I won’t trade this for nothing
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better

Don’t leave
Shut your mind off and let your heart breathe
You don’t need to be worried
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better (There ain’t nobody gonna love you better than me)
Don’t go
What we have here is irreplaceable
No, I won’t trade this for nothing
I may not ever get my shit together
But ain’t nobody gonna love you better than me, yeah
Love you better than me

Migos – T-Shirt

[Intro: Quavo]
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Post-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Neck water faucet (water)
Mocking birds mocking (woo)
Act pint, stocking
Nats keep thotting (nats)
Wrist on hockey (hockey)
Wrist on rocky (Rocky)
Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
Bitches call me papi, (bitch!)
‘sace that’s my hobby (‘sace)
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O’Reilly
One off in the chamber, ain’t no need for me to cock it
Niggas get to droppin’ when that draco get to poppin’
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, want all cash, nigga I don’t do deposits
Bitches cross the water, nigga, bitches from the tropics
I’ma get that bag nigga, ain’t no doubt about it (yup)
I’ma feed my family nigga, ain’t no way around it (family)
Ain’t gon’ never let up nigga, God said, show my talent
Young nigga with the ammo, walkin’ with the hammer
Talkin’ country grammar nigga
Straight out north Atlanta (north side)

[Pre-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told you
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Mama told you
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
1995 (nineties) 2005 (two-thousands)
Seen it with my eyes, dope still alive, (dope)
Real mob ties (mob) real frog eyes(frog)
Real whole pies (woah), all time high
Do it for the culture (culture)
They gon’ bite like vultures (vulture)
Way back when I was trappin’ out Toyotas (skrr skrr)
I’ma hit the gas (gas), 12 can’t pull me over (12)
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin’, drankin’ sodas

[Verse 3: Offset]
I get high on my own sir, heard you gon’ clone sir
Stop all that flexin’, young nigga don’t wanna go there
Never been a gopher (no), but I always been a soldier
Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin’ off the stage in the crowd it’s a mosh pit
Yeah shawty bad but she broke cause she don’t own shit
Mama asked me, son, when the trappin’ gon’ quit?
I been ridin’ round through the city in my new bitch

[Pre-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Outro: Quavo]
Mama told you, mama told you

Bebe Rexha – I Got You

[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…

Whitney – Golden Days (On The Late Show) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Oh, don’t you save me from hangin’ on
I tell myself what we had is gone
And after all that I put you through
I get knocked out like I never knew

[Chorus]
It kept me real ’til I’m moving on
But you can’t leave feeling like you did no wrong
It’s a shame I can’t get it together now
It’s a shame we can’t get it together now
Cause I’m aching but

[Verse 2]
I fell right in when you gave me up
Those golden days snuck away from us
Lately, I’ve been close but I’m up to trouble
Those golden days keep you hanging on

[Chorus]
It kept me real ’til I’m movin on
But you can’t leave feeling like you did no wrong
It’s a shame I can’t get it together now
It’s a shame we can’t get it together now
Cause I’m searching for those golden days

Cause I’m searching for those golden days

The Shins – Name For You (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
My girl if you’re lucky one day
Rolling down the ancient high street you’ll find
In the mirror reflects a woman in her prime
Can you make your way out?
In a world dearly won
Well it’s yours love
You can move it around
Given all the drops in the ocean
Better take it one sip at a time
Somebody with an antique notion
Comes along to tighten the line
They’re just afraid of you speaking your mind

[Chorus]
They’ve got a name for you girls
What’s in a name?
They got a name for everything
All of the clothes that you wear
And all of your bits and pieces yeah

[Verse 2]
You’re flipping through the check-stand rags it appears
There ain’t no time to waste, you’re getting on in years
You can keep your can up
If you just never eat again
It’s a means to a terrible end
Even if your plan is successful
Have you really got room in your life?
Yeah and it’s a bland kind of torture
You’ve played the mother and wife
But what do you really dream of at night?

[Chorus]
They’ve got a name for you girls
What’s in a name?
They’ve got a name for you girls
What’s in a name?
They got a name for everything
All of the clothes that you wear
And all of your bits and pieces yeah

[Outro]
They’ve got a name for you girls
Some stupid name
They’ve got a name for you girls
What’s in a name?
What’s in a name?
What’s in a name?
What’s in a name?
What’s in a name?

Russ – Manifest

[Verse 1: Russ]
Listenin’ to my old songs
Back when I would talk about
Things that hadn’t happened yet
But now I get to talk about
Just got back from South Beach
Collins Ave, Shore Club
Always celebrating what I want to see more of
Took my mom with me
Let her soak up all the sunshine
Let her watch the rain stop
All because her son shined
That’s what I call foresight
That’s what I call manifest

[Hook: Russ]
Movin’ to the rhythm
Of my intuition
Anything I want I
Speak into existence
That’s how I’m living
That’s how I’m winning

[Verse 2: Russ]
Five bands a show now
And you know it’s going up
Plays in the millions
Guess I’m finally blowing up
Oh what a feeling
Ten years makin’ beats
Patience taste bitter
But that after taste is so sweet
Could’ve stopped at anytime
Wouldn’t have believed this
People used to talk down
But now I got ’em speechless
That’s what I call foresight
That’s what I call manifest

[Hook: Russ]
Movin’ to the rhythm
Of my intuition
Any thing I want I
Speak into existence
That’s how I’m living
That’s how I’m winning

[Verse 3: Russ]
Look around, everyone soundin’ lazy
Am I the only one who does themselves on the daily?
I don’t wanna’ hear about these rappers with the same flows
Everybody cut, copy, pastin’, where’d the game go?
I remember when I was a kid that woulda’ warranted
Excommunication from the game, now they rewarding it
Got me so glad I know myself

[Hook: Russ]
Movin’ to the rhythm
Of my intuition
Any thing I want I
Speak into existence
That’s how I’m living
That’s how I’m winning

Royce 5’9” – Wait A Minute (Freestyle)

[Verse]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a goddamn minute
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait one fucking minute
I’m looking at your year end list
You’re choosing rappers you’re friends with
Who be rapping what their friends did
Toolie ratchets and extensions
Wait, wait, wait a minute
We done already heard their best shit
We already got the message
They on a lean, molly, Percocet trip
I think I found what real success is
Running around here since "The Message"
Forty pounder full of death wish
Money counter full of blessings
I sent a cannonball right at the cannon barrel
Through your wall, closet, through your damn apparel
Through your grandma chair, through your granite counter
Topping, I ain’t tryna stop it ’till you standing on the doorstep
Of the man upstairs, nigga, you’re next
Wait a minute, nigga
I’ve been going crazy on these records way before Flex
This the bad hash Shady vortex, armed in navy warfare
Y’all done [?] them Bailey boys
Best to back the fuck up or get smacked the fuck up eighty million different ways
If I say it’s fuck the world then the world’s getting fucked
Eighty million different ways
When I’m finished with it
Then the world’s gon get the AIDS like some 1984 sex
This is traumatizing your favorite rapper, yeah
This the homicide related racketeer
All I’m tryna hear today is trap and drill
It’s all downhill from here like Jack and Jill
Wait, wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a motherfucking minute
I’m giving all my hoes an ultimatum, she my mascot
I’m just tryna motivate her, I’m just popping shit
She just getting ass shot
Like a Soulja Boy home invader
I get a whole clip to all my haters
Just so I could go and get exonerated
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Wait a motherfucking minute
I watch you niggas go tool up
I’m Compton menace on school bus
It’s documented, boy, prove what?
Been dropping gems since I grew up
I got to feel this void move, bruh
The target’s been destroyed, boo ya
These nerds rapping for attention
For a word from Vlad or Academik
Prefer to slap you over engine
I merge rappers for the Guinness
Wait, wait, wait a minute
I know you heard them back in business
I’m going harder than the [?]
I’m birds flapping independent
I’m tycooning through the pressure
I’m typhooning through this weather
I might do a nigga before him
Give him back to him a little fresher
Got the cash holding on line two, Brinks noise on one
Casanova with the rifle, fuckboy, don’t run
I’m live from it with the streams
Buying guns and getting beans
You guys coming with your teams
It’s feeling like iFunny with the memes
I flip the blade like "say something"
Around dough like Rajon
Let you rip the stage
Then I come and rip the stage down more like Trey Songz
Category slaughter gang shit
Feel me, nigga, this is God hustle
Phantom or the ‘Vette, Tammy Lahren, Charlamagne shit
The odd couple
Wait, wait, wait a minute
I’m prime away from fucking mating with her
I bend her over, stick her on the expensive car
Tyler fucking Creator with it
You a lame, you from Twitter fame
You had a chain, that’s your nigga chain
Face down on your computer keys sleep
Closest you gon’ be to laying in your name
Body bag after body bag
Leave a trail laying in your your lane
I’m Cold Chillin’ on the record business
But I ain’t saying I distribute Kane
Wait a motherfucking minute
You popping molly with the actors
I fucked the baddest of the white bitches
I’m Talib Kweli with the blackness
I’m Mos Def with immigration
Ladies on top of ladies
I’m most def with immigration
Babies on top of babies
Wait a motherfucking minute

Robb Bank$ – It Wasn’t Me

[Verse 1]
Fuck with me, tell em niggas stop fuckin’
Cloverfield hope you run out of luck with me
I’m at the void feed them models with Xans
Keep that shit low I ain’t tell em (?)
I done had sex scandals in the press
I heard your mixtape, it was sweat
All of your chains look like fucking scraps
I was in Rollin Loud with the strap

[Hook:]
But it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
Hit 35, I’m for the P
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
I can get 35 for the P

[Verse 2]
Right over left for my stone
Puppet nigga hands full
These niggas hatin cause they poor
Might get em booked for a show
Marsha heart still broke, seen that cutie up close
Hoe you work at whole foods on the low
Bet that pussy still got GMO
Boy we never was broke, for that we did that song
And no pressure lil nigga, no respect for you doe
Boy i’m stoned to the bone, never once wifed a hoe
Ashley couldn’t get me, so she went got a clone
I been waitin all summer been bitin my tongue
Lit these niggas, Haunter fresh out the bong
Head to sleep to and blew up on my phones
Dei-dara on these clones

[Hook:]
But it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
Hit 35, I’m for the P
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
I can get 35 for the P

[Bridge]
Bastic, whattup, get yo ass kicked
Walked inside the door, shawty caught me red handed
I take molly, I get spastic, percocet like asprin
Pussy actin hard I give him everything he askin (Bitch)

[Verse 3]
How you let Shaggy son rip you?
How you let Shaggy son get you?
You let Shaggy son get the pistol
Shaggy son tired of the bitchin
Shaggy son went to far in women
Shaggy son just might run up and hit you
Shaggy son couldn’t fuck with you niggas
Shaggy son was the one didn’t I tell you
Nigga I chopped the top, go outta space, I smoke to the face
Broke show, can’t get a taste, when i look at you i see the hate
Put you in yo place, I finally came out the plate
Boy I put a pistol to ya face
Nigga i’m dank swear that I feel like 10k
And i’m feelin like 09′ Wayne, bet you feel like SGP

[Hook:]
But it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
Hit 35, I’m for the P
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me
I can get 35 for the P

[Bridge]
Bastic, whattup, get yo ass kicked
Walked inside the door, shawty caught me red handed
I take molly, I get spastic, percocet like asprin
Pussy actin hard I give him everything he askin (Bitch)

Pharrell – Runnin’ (On Ellen) (Live)

[Verse 1]
Summertime in Virginia was a oven (oven)
All the kids eating ice cream with their cousins (cousins)
I was studyin’ while you was playing the dozens (dozens)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Refrain 1]
Runnin’ from the man (man) runnin’ from the badge (badge)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t
Runnin’ toward our plans (plans) and the judges hands (hands)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl ‘fore you walk
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we’ll fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

[Verse 2]
You and I are not different from each other (other)
Shut our eyes, when we slumber I see numbers (numbers)
Black and white, we’re computers, I am colored (colored)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Refrain 2]
From runnin’ to exams (exams) to jobs for a man (man)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t
In the law of the land (land) the women were often banned (banned)
Don’t act like you was there when you wasn’t

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl ‘fore you walk
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

[Pre-Chorus]
I know they say you crawl ‘fore you walk
But in my mind I already jog
If I stand still I cannot get far
They want the Moon, I’m on Mars

[Chorus]
Sometime my mind dives deep
When I’m runnin’
I don’t want no free ride
I’m just sick and tired of runnin’
Some nights I cry
Cause I can see the day comin’
Together we fight
Oh, but no more runnin’

Lil Yachty – Shoot Out The Roof

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Yeah I see everything that happens
You know what I’m saying?
I see all y’all little niggas, jocking and biting style
Niggas ain’t me bruh, niggas can’t be me
Nigga won’t be, you feel me?
I know you niggas want to be part of the game, but you niggas can’t be me, The fuck nigga?
I only got one little brother in this motherfucker you feel me?
Only got one little brother in this motherfucker that’s rocking with me nigga The rest of you little niggas, you little niggas is biting swag nigga Gimme my shit back, like I don’t fuck with these niggas

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Nigga you ain’t Uzi, you ain’t Carti damn sure not me
Never on the scene, what you mean, nigga yadda mean
Ballin like Yao Ming, paint her face, nigga just like Sting
Came up popping beans then I dropped it cause I’m not a fiend
All you niggas wanna be me, rub the pussy for a genie
Your bank account looking teeny, Tina Turner, big burner
Young nigga too rich for a fight, new crib on a kite
Pent house living large, youse a broke boy rapping bout a dream
You ain’t never shot the steam, stop lying to the teens
Big benz too clean, three thousand dollar jeans
Three times three nine in my jeans spent that on my sister
Ghost ride the older fisker, ball hard like Derek Fisher
Riding round with my niggas, riding round with my niggas
All my niggas do is

[Hook: Sailing Team]
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Niggas sneaky like mice
Just got a new bitch white with a little black like dice
Niggas think I’m too nice, I’ll still slap a nigga next year
Wait ’til I switch the gear, nigga never checked the rear
Nah, cause I’m only going one way, one way, bitch, on the runway
Six bitches one me nigga thats a fun day
All my niggas with me they keep gunplay, gunplay
Lil Boat

[Hook: Sailing Team]
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof
Shoot out the roof, Shoot out the roof

Kap G – Freakin N Geekin

[Hook]
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
I got her freakin’ for the weekend
Throw a pool party, throw her off the deep end
Got her geekin’, I got that lil bitch geekin’
I got her freakin’, I got that lil bitch freakin’
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend

[Verse 1]
I got ’em kissing, two video vixens
She want attention, she touching on my dick print
I got a mixed bitch, she pulled up with her best friend
Her daddy king pin, he can get the bricks in
I throw a party at the mansion like it’s Run’s house
When I’m in Benihana’s gotta get that [?] sauce
She got that [?], now take your Uggs off
Now take your [?] off, now give me [?]

[Hook]
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
I got her freakin’ for the weekend
Throw a pool party, throw her off the deep end
Got her geekin’, I got that lil bitch geekin’
I got her freakin’, I got that lil bitch freakin’
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend

[Verse 2]
Hold up, nice to meet you
Yeah you know they call me "Take Your Bitch"
And I [?] R.I.P. to [?]
Ain’t no wasting time with anything I do, I make a check
Ain’t no wasting time I think she wanna bang, she wanna
I think she geekin’, yeah she like my wrist and
Yeah I send a DM, maybe we can be friends
She from Cleveland, her cousin from Four Seasons
I think she cheatin’, tell I see she creepin’

[Hook]
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
I got her freakin’ for the weekend
Throw a pool party, throw her off the deep end
Got her geekin’, I got that lil bitch geekin’
I got her freakin’, I got that lil bitch freakin’
Got her geekin’ for the weekend
Got her geekin’ for the weekend

Ed Sheeran – Castle On The Hill (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I’ve not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I’ve grown
But I can’t wait to go home

[Chorus]
I’m on my way
Driving at 90 down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it’s real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill

[Verse 2]
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don’t reckon that I did it right
But I was younger then, take me back to when

[Pre-Chorus 2]
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We’d buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we’ve grown
But I can’t wait to go home

[Chorus]
I’m on my way
Driving at 90 down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it’s real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill

[Bridge]
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One’s brother overdosed
One’s already on his second wife
One’s just barely getting by
But these people raised me
And I can’t wait to go home

[Chorus]
And I’m on my way, I still remember
Those old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it’s real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill

Bailey Bryan – Own It

[Verse 1]
I’m right even when I’m wrong
I break things like hearts and iPhones
Patsy Cline when it’s raining
In the car with my friends, I’m Jay Z
Can’t dance but I won’t stop
In my little black dress and hightops
Don’t care but still get jealous
Without GPS, I’m helpless
But I’m not gonna stress
I’m such a beautiful mess

[Chorus]
Who cares what they say
I never listen anyway
In my head, yeah I’m cool
Gonna keep making my own rules
So call me crazy
Dysfunctional, maybe
I don’t care, I’ll show it
‘Cause I own it
Own it, own it
‘Cause I own it
Own it, own it
Oh, oh

[Verse 2]
I’m ambitious but don’t like work
I write love songs, can’t flirt
Awkward in conversation
But I’m Shakespeare when I’m texting, ha
Sweatpants but I’m still a lady
Trip and fall in public, gracefully
Wild, but I’m nerdy
I party hard ’til at least 9:30

[Chorus]
Who cares what they say
I never listen anyway
In my head, yeah I’m cool
Gonna keep making my own rules
So call me crazy
Dysfunctional, maybe
I don’t care, I’ll show it
‘Cause I own it
Own it, own it
‘Cause I own it
Own it, own it
Oh, oh

[Bridge]
Own your coolness
Own your crazy
Own your story in the making
Own your passion
Own your style
Own your stupid
Own your brave and
Own your wings and your mistakes
Own your style
Own your stupid
We’re not gonna stress
We’re all such a beautiful mess

[Chorus]
Who cares what they say
We never listen anyway
In our heads, yeah I’m cool
Gonna keep making our own rules
So call us crazy
Dysfunctional, maybe
We don’t care, we’ll show it
‘Cause we own it
Own it, own it
We own it
Own it, own it
Oh, oh
We own it
Own it, own it
We own it
Own it, own it
Just own it

11-11 – Proposal (Let’s Get Married)

Ain’t nobody, I’d rather have than you
Ain’t no pussy, I’d rather fuck than yours
Took my time
Now I want whats mine
So bring it to me, like it should be (like it should)

Now let me take your hand
Let’s get married
Yeah I got that ring
Ain’t no fairy
Yeah, ain’t no fairy-
Tale
Yeah, no fairy tale

Now let me take your hand
Let me be your man
Let’s get married (married)

Life without you is like death times two
Baby it’s….. what it seems now or maybe I’m just acting crazy
I can see it in your eyes
I know that you’re surprised about the way you have me feeling

Ooh girl you got everything
I’d like to see ya, in a bit
So baby if its real (ye)
You know what the deal is
Let me lock it down love, ‘fore somebody else does

No feeling can
No feeling can
Let me take your hand
Let me be your man
Let’s get married (married)

Gunna & Offset – Beat Da Case

[Hook: Offset]
I beat the case, all this cash that I make
Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the [?]
Pull up in them horses, two million endorsements
Tryna get on some Forbes shit
Wave the flag it’s a forfeit
Money come ’round like a orbit
Evaporation, I absorb it
Lambo green it’s a tortoise
Eat the molly ’til I’m nauseous
Surround myself with the bosses
Cause they done had it and they lost it
These diamonds hittin’ on me [?]
I fucked your bitch and it ain’t cost me
I fucked your bitch and it ain’t cost me

[Verse 1: Offset]
My diamonds green, not from Boston
You talking mean so I often
You was a lawyer so you lost me
Deliver my diamonds I ordered these
I kick the bitch out, she recorded me
I double back cause she a [?]
You niggas is soft like velour [?]
Stack it, stack it, stack it up
A whole ‘nother bracket, I leveled up
All of the gang, got bezeled up
Stay in your lane you don’t make enough
Parked the Benz on the side
My ex-bitch got 5
Frog eyes, mob ties
She choosing on me, all live
All [?] black pride
Lambo doors open wide
Sipping Actavis, a 9
Cocaine still alive

[Hook: Offset]
I beat the case, all this cash that I make
Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the [?]
Pull up in them horses, two million endorsements
Tryna get on some Forbes shit
Wave the flag it’s a forfeit
Money come ’round like a orbit
Evaporation, I absorb it
Lambo green it’s a tortoise
Eat the molly ’til I’m nauseous
Surround myself with the bosses
Cause they done had it and they lost it
These diamonds hittin’ on me [?]
I fucked your bitch and it ain’t cost me
I fucked your bitch and it ain’t cost me

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I fucked the bitch she caused a collar
I fix my chain, I pop my collar
I take out flights out to the pilot
I walk in the bank and deposit
I came out from Fiji from overseas
I’m fucking that bitch from the Philipines
Don’t try to look you can’t ordered these
I put some nut on her double d’s
My short got a snake by double G
I see it, I buy if I want it
Got VVS [?]
[?] loner
I just put a AK on my shoulder
She got a new spot for the soldiers
[?] that new Bentley truck [?] over
I’ma thumb through the check ’til it’s over
The [?] can’t see a E
Still can pull up and cop a P
The police ain’t shit they can’t stop a G
Dropped a 100 k when they indicted me

[Hook: Offset]
I beat the case, all this cash that I make
Pull up in Wraiths, had to chop off the [?]
Pull up in them horses, two million endorsements
Tryna get on some Forbes shit
Wave the flag it’s a forfeit
Money come ’round like a orbit
Evaporation, I absorb it
Lambo green it’s a tortoise
Eat the molly ’til I’m nauseous
Surround myself with the bosses
Cause they done had it and they lost it
These diamonds hittin’ on me [?]
I fucked your bitch and it ain’t cost me

Nikos Giannou – Τα Σκυλιά Δεμένα

Σ’έχω μάθει πια απ’έξω κι ανακατωτά
γι’αυτό πρόσεχε τι κάνεις πρόσεχε καλά
σαν ραγίσει το γυαλί δε ξανα κολλάει
με έχεις πλέον αρρωστήσει κι άλλο δεν τραβάει

Να τα πεις αυτά σ’έναν άλλον που σε παίρνει
τα δικά σου παραμύθια τα χω μάθει πια
μη κουράζεσαι με τα όχι και τα πρέπει
μια κακιά συνήθεια ήσουν τελικά
έπαιξες κι έχασες με χαρτιά σημαδεμένα
είναι ο δρόμος ανοιχτός και τα σκυλιά δεμένα

Σε έχω μάθει να το ξέρεις δε με πείθεις πια
με έφτασες στα όρια μου άλλη μια φορά
μια του κλέφτη δυό του κλέφτη τρίτη δε χωράει
κι η δικιά μας ιστορία τέλειωσε και πάει

Να τα πεις αυτά σ’έναν άλλον που σε παίρνει
τα δικά σου παραμύθια τα χω μάθει πια
μη κουράζεσαι με τα όχι και τα πρέπει
μια κακιά συνήθεια ήσουν τελικά
έπαιξες κι έχασες με χαρτιά σημαδεμένα
είναι ο δρόμος ανοιχτός και τα σκυλιά δεμένα

Να τα πεις αυτά σ’έναν άλλον που σε παίρνει
τα δικά σου παραμύθια τα χω μάθει πια
μη κουράζεσαι με τα όχι και τα πρέπει
μια κακιά συνήθεια ήσουν τελικά
έπαιξες κι έχασες με χαρτιά σημαδεμένα
είναι ο δρόμος ανοιχτός και τα σκυλιά δεμένα

Kemal Malovcic – Petak Ili Srijeda (Live)

Sve sam zene u zivotu
pamtio po broju
Zivotni mi moto bio
da mi je jos koju

[Refren]
Jedino za tebe ne znam, koja si po redu
da li sam te upoznao u petak ili srijedu
Jedino za tebe nikad, nikad nisam krio
bila si jedina zena, koju sam volio

Sve mi bile u zivotu
djevojke za jednu nocu
Zivotni mi moto bio
sutra drugoj poc

[Refren]
Jedino za tebe ne znam, koja si po redu
da li sam te upoznao u petak ili srijedu
Jedino za tebe nikad, nikad nisam krio
bila si jedina zena, koju sam volio

Esad Plavi – Za Mene Mrtva Si (Live)

[Ref.]
Za mene mrtva si,
na koljena ne padaj mi,
za oprost nemoj da me molis,
suze ronis, gresna si,
bogu oprost trazi ti.

Kad se sjetis svega
i usne ti zadrhte,
samoca ti kuca od sne.

Hladan jastuk zagrlis
srce hlado,prazan vir,
brez svega si ostala ti.

Boze sad mi snage daj,
da se ne svetim.

Za mene mrtva si,
na koljena ne padaj mi,
za oprost nemoj da me molis,
suze ronis, gresna si,
bogu oprost trazi ti.

Za mene mrtva si ,
na koljena ne padaj mi,
slobodno ljubi, varaj,
lazi, trazi druge,
dosta s tim,
za mene umrla si.

Sa drugim trazis ljubav,
mislis da sakrit ces sve,
za oprstaj prekrasno je,
sama birala si put,
samo idi nisam ljut.

Snaci ces se i brez mene,
vrjeme izbrisat ce sve,
prah sve postat ce.

Davor Badrov – Pola Kafane

Od kad otisla si s drugim
ja tako cesto pijem sam
praznu casu pijan ljubim
dusu trujem, ubijam

A kazu ljudi, digni glavu
ti si za nju premija
zivi, nadji onu pravu
ali to ne zelim ja

[Ref.]
Pola kafane kaze budalo
od ljubavi otrijezni se
zar takvoj zeni ti si htio
da poklonis i prezime

Pogledaj malo tu oko sebe
djevojke sve su prelijepe
bas takvog momka k’o ti, druze
sve one bi pozeljele

Od kad se kraj drugog budis
u glavi tvoja slika je
boli srce dok ga ljubis
al’ tebe za to briga je

[Ref.] x2
Pola kafane kaze budalo
od ljubavi otrijezni se
zar takvoj zeni ti si htio
da poklonis i prezime

Snezana Nena Nesic – Roze Poze

Kada usne bojim u roze
i kad pravim najbolje poze
kad sam ko Bog za tebe lepa
od suza sam i bola slepa

Znaj kad hodam s rukom na boku
kad seva vatra u mome oku
dok plaču osmeh srećo moja
tuguje jer nisam tvoja

[Refren]
Sama dan po dan
ljubila sam nekog
ko je drugoj neveran
a niko da me spreči

Luda dan po dan
ludosti po gradu pravim
a kad preteram
ja idem da se lečim

Znaj kad hodam s rukom na boku
kad seva vatra u mome oku
dok plaču osmeh srećo moja
tuguje jer nisam tvoja

[Refren] x3
Sama dan po dan
ljubila sam nekog
ko je drugoj neveran
a niko da me spreči

Luda dan po dan
ludosti po gradu pravim
a kad preteram
ja idem da se lečim

Francoise Hardy – On Se Plait

On ne sait pas comment
Ça finira et puis combien de temps
Ça durera car on sait seulement
Que l’on se plaît

Sera-ce toi ou moi
Le quel des deux qui le premier partira
Pour le moment on ne s’en occupe pas
Puisqu’on se plaît

On se plaît et même peut-être bien
Oui qui le sait peut-être qu’un jour
Toi et moi ça ira plus loin
Et ce sera le grand amour

Oui mais peut-être aussi
Que tu me quitteras pour une fille plus jolie
Ça peut arriver mais pas aujourd’hui
Puisqu’on se plaît

Te ferai-je du chagrin
Me poseras-tu le premier un lapin
Pour le moment encore on n’en sait rien
Puisqu’on se plaît

On se plaît et même peut-être bien
Oui qui le sait peut-être qu’un jour
Toi et moi ça ira plus loin
Et ce sera le grand amour

On ne sait pas comment
Ça finira et puis combien de temps
Ça durera car on sait seulement
Que l’on se plaît

Que l’on se plaît
Oh oui, on se plaît
On se plaît,…

Taylor Swift – Cold As You

You have a way of coming easily to me
And when you take, you take the very best of me
So I start a fight ’cause I need to feel somethin’
And you do what you want ’cause I’m not what you wanted
Oh, what a shame
What a rainy ending given to a perfect day
Just walk away
Ain’t no use defending words that you will never say
And now that I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ it through
I’ve never been anywhere cold as you
You put up the walls and paint them all a shade of gray
And I stood there loving you, and wished them all away
And you come away with a great little story
Of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you
Oh, what a shame
What a rainy ending given to a perfect day
Just walk away
Ain’t no use defending words that you will never say
And now that I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ it through
I’ve never been anywhere cold as you
You never did give a damn thing, honey
But I cried, cried for you
And I know you wouldn’t have told nobody if I died, died for you
Died for you
Oh, what a shame
What a rainy ending given to a perfect day
Oh, every smile you fake is so condescending
Countin’ all the scars you’ve made
Now that I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ it through
I’ve never been anywhere cold as you

Fiki – Джале, джале (Live)

На тати глезлата пак известна е –
от натокана, по-натокана!
На тати сладката в десетката –
такова тяло – чук е, чук е, чук е тя!
На тати малката, по пързалката
ще ме пуснеш ли – може ама надали!
Аз съм парти звяр, търсиш си гъзар –
намери super star!

[Припев]
Джале, джале, искам те!
Джале, джале, влюбих се!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Джале, джале, взимам те!
Олеле, изгубих се!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!

Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Ma chocolata!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Ma chocolata!

Абе спах ли с теб, или не спах,
с друга ли железен бях…
Коя си и защо си ми в леглото?
Не те познах бе, нямаш грим защото…

[Припев]
Джале, джале, искам те!
Джале, джале, влюбих се!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Джале, джале, взимам те!
Олеле, изгубих се!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!

Everybody!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Ma chocolata!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Ma chocolata!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Ma chocolata!
Джале, джале, джале, джале!
Chocolata, baby!

Fiki – Бум (Live)

Бум-ле-ле-лей, ето я, бум-ле-ле-лей, вижте я,
Мацка без нищо кифленско, най-после нещо истинско.
Бум-ле-ле-лей, ето я, бум-ле-ле-лей, вижте я,
Мацка без нищо кифленско, най-после нещо истинско.

Ей, ако те хвана, няма да те пуска, толкова си, толкова си вкусна.
Секси lady, сладка lady, аз ти трябвам, с мен полудей ти.
Само тебе виждам, искам само тебе, не разголените мацки покрай мене.
Знам, че ме искаш, взимай ме, твойто момче съм, имай ме.

Бум-ле-ле-лей, ето я, бум-ле-ле-лей, вижте я,
Мацка без нищо кифленско, най-после нещо истинско.

Бум-ле-ле-лей, класа си, бум-ле-ле-лей, супер си,
Знам, че ме искаш, взимай ме, твойто момче съм, имай ме.
Бум-ле-ле-лей, класа си, бум-ле-ле-лей, супер си,
Знам, че ме искаш, взимай ме, твойто момче съм, имай ме.

Ей, ако те хвана, няма да те пуска, толкова си, толкова си вкусна.
Секси lady, сладка lady, аз ти трябвам, с мен полудей ти.
Само тебе виждам, искам само тебе, не разголените мацки покрай мене.
Знам, че ме искаш, взимай ме, твойто момче съм, имай ме.

Бум-ле-ле-лей, ето я, бум-ле-ле-лей, вижте я,
Мацка без нищо кифленско, най-после нещо истинско.

Знаеш най-подходящото време да си пуснеш косите пред мене.
Да превключиш от тиха на луда, и брутално побъркан да бъда.

Ей, ако те хвана, няма да те пуска, толкова си, толкова си вкусна.
Секси lady, сладка lady, аз ти трябвам, с мен полудей ти.
Само тебе виждам, искам само тебе, не разголените мацки покрай мене.
Знам, че ме искаш, взимай ме, твойто момче съм, имай ме.

Fiki – Беше обич (Live)

Беше обич, беше чудо, то не бяха нежни думи,
То накрая ме съсипа, то за мене беше всичко!
Беше обич, беше чудо, то не бяха нежни думи,
Но за тебе, мило мое, не любов – игра било е!
Беше или не – кажи ми, за да знам поне,
не питай колко съм изпил, а ме слушай!

[Припев]
Никой мъж не може да обича силно колкото момче –
чак да го боли когато диша, ако е без теб!
Никой мъж не може да се влюби на живот и смърт – помни!
Нека любовта ти ме погуби, само се върни!

Беше обич, беше чудо, уж обичахме се лудо,
Колко лесно ме остави, колко бързо ме забрави!
Беше обич, беше чудо, а сега говориш друго
И дори не ми се вярва, че на мен била си вярна!
Беше или не – кажи ми, за да знам поне,
не питай колко съм изпил, а ме слушай!

[Припев] (x2)
Никой мъж не може да обича силно колкото момче –
чак да го боли когато диша, ако е без теб!
Никой мъж не може да се влюби на живот и смърт – помни!
Нека любовта ти ме погуби, само се върни!

Fifth Harmony – Too Much (Unreleased Song) Lyeics

[Snippet]

[Hook]
Baby, yeah you got me
Baby, yeah you got me
Baby, yeah you got me
Right with you babe
Baby, yeah you got me
Baby, yeah you got me
Baby, yeah you got me
Right with you babe

[Verse]
It’s you, baby you got me tonight
It might break open everytime we touch
Try to find what the point is
Probably just a little too
Tell me that you want it too, babe
Want it just a little to much
Want it just a little to much
It might break, open everytime we touch
Try to find what the point it
You make me want it, probably just a little too, tell me that you want it too much
And it’s a little too much
And it’s a little too much
Hey hey
Tell me that you want it too much

RASCAL FLATTS – Yours If You Want It Lyrics

There’s one more sip in this bottle of wine
A lonely star hangin’ in the sky with a wish left on it
And it’s yours if you want it
And this wildflower from the neighbor’s yard
A real slow dance in the moonlight dark
This hand in my pocket
Oh baby, just call it
Cause it’s yours if you want it

And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
I know it ain’t much
But it comes alive with every touch
Every kiss already feels like you own it
Baby it’s yours if you want it

Half of this rickety front porch swing
Every word of every song I sing
My jacket when it’s cold
Oh baby, don’t you know
You’ve got a place to lay your head
On the other side of my empty bed
And it’s just made for fallin’
And it’s yours if you want it
It’s yours if you want it

And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
I know it ain’t much
But it comes alive with every touch
Every kiss already feels like you own it
Baby it’s yours if you want it

It’s yours if you want it

Every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain, every single thing I could beg, steal, or borrow
Every yesterday and tomorrow
Well every grain of sand on the beach
Every blade of grass under our feet
Baby your name is written on it
And it’s yours if you want it

And every bit of love left in this beat up, banged up, scarred up heart
That’s been waitin’ on a girl like you
And I know it ain’t much
But it comes alive with every touch
Every kiss already feels like you own it
Baby it’s yours if you want it

Oh, oh
Every dollar, every dime, every drop of rain, every single thing
That I could beg, steal, or borrow
Baby your name is written on it
Baby it’s yours if you want it

Vybz Kartel – Hold It Lyrics

[Intro]
Don’t hang your hat where you cyan reach it
Show off bring disgrace easy
Badda Don don’t inna long story
Studio Vibes, make we teach them this
Make we teach them this
Don’t hang your hat where you cyan reach it
Make we teach them this

[Chorus]
Well, if you cyan buy oxtail, hold a chicken back, steak
Nobody nuh badder than gas paint
But, my youth, gwan hold it
Nuh leggo
Hear me a tell you
Hold it
Nuh leggo

[Verse 1]
Hold on nuh!
Mi nah look good name
Every goods have expire date
One thing lead to another thing
Next thing man a tell you fi buss bump off face
Mi nuh play dem game deh, mi Xbox straight
Mi will move mountains with less than faith
Mi nuh frighten fi food, make the restaurant wait
Porridge badder than cornflakes anyway…

[Chorus]
Cyan buy oxtail, hold a chicken back, steak
Nobody nuh badder than gas paint
But, my youth, gwan hold it
Nuh leggo
Hear me a tell you
Hold it
Nuh leggo

[Verse 2]
Hold on nuh!
You haffi militants
Weh di hell a gwan? Man a borrow pants
And a pose inna that like him a do a ad
Wha’ di fuck dem a study? Anuh common entrance
Anuh CSEC, that a must another exam
We run the world, vehicle, pedestrian, dawg
Easy yourself, don’t be a waist man, dawg
Easy, like Sunday, di day long

[Chorus]
If you cyan buy oxtail, hold a chicken back, steak
Nobody nuh badder than gas paint
But, my youth, gwan hold it
Nuh leggo
Hear me a tell you
Hold it
Nuh leggo

[Verse 1]
Hold on nuh!
Mi nah look good name
Every goods have expire date
One thing lead to another thing
Next thing man a tell you fi buss bump off face
Mi nuh play dem game deh, mi Xbox straight
Mi will move mountains with less than faith
Mi nuh frighten fi food, make the restaurant wait
Porridge badder than cornflakes –

[Chorus: (2x)]
Well, if you cyan buy oxtail, hold a chicken back, steak
Nobody nuh badder than gas paint
But, my youth, gwan hold it
Nuh leggo
Hear me a tell you
Hold it
Nuh leggo

Tory Lanez – Shut Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Stupid ass lil bitch
Let me introduce you to this motherfucker, bitch

[Verse 1]
Okay, I scorched out that mirror
Bake shakin’ my mirror
Times is talkin’, that’s D
Can’t speak, I’m not clear
Bitch, I ain’t no fair
Wild buck ’cause you stare
2 seater McLauren
Hit the broad and I clear
Any niggas try pook one on son
Shoot that nigga like one on one
I be in the B nigga, come on, come
Bakes knockin’ like ba dum dum
Lookin’ in my watch, see 10 in it
Everythin’ I got, got a B in it
Benzes, Benjamins
At Benihannas, I been spendin’
I fly the nigga, I’m finna stunt
Whip elephant, trunk in the front
I hit it once and then I jump
To the next hoe, I’m finna fuck
I drop her off, don’t pick her up
Got a white girl, she thin as fuck
But she rich enough to get a Fendy truck
So I’m in her jump like when I cut

[Hook]
When I’m in a thot, don’t you hoes tell me nothin’
When I’m in the spot, don’t you hoes tell me nothin’
Pull up in a drop, can a hoe tell me nothin’
Pulled it off the lot and I drove like it’s nothin’
Say nothin’, like what, what, hey what, shut up
What, say what, say what, shut up
What, say what, say what, shut up
Say what, say what, say what, shut up

[Verse 2]
I came here like uh
Fucked your bitch on accident
She smoke the dope like uh
She sittin’ back, I’m cappin’ it, I’m ’bout it
Nigga, got a lil swave brain right there, nigga
It’s a lil too much swave
Okay, the realest nigga, your orcha
Smoked the dope in my hard top
Bitches all on my dick
Find a job and get a part time
Why you hatin’ on me for?
Why the fuck you want our time?
With money spend, they callin’ me
Like everybody on your line
Had a rich lil extra one
She got cake and that paper on
She ain’t here but that money round
I dick her down and I take it from her
Swave shark, no khakis
Tonight I might fuck that bitch
And I ain’t fuck for like 2 weeks
So I used your girl for my practise
I say how’d I do that? How’d I do that?
Fly your bitch out, tell her boo that
Parlez vous francais, shawty party out in Paris
And rendez-vous back
Baby, you naughty, I’m nice
Sippin’ that lotty on ice, blue top Bugatti I drive
Sippin’ hypnotic while tippin’ that body
And whippin’ Bugatti all at the same time
That’s swave nigga, swave nigga
Killin’ that pussy, I grave dig her
Look at my seats, that’s swave, nigga
Motherfuck your DJ, nigga
He ain’t got no T Lanez, nigga
He ain’t got no Kanye, nigga
Fuck you talkin’ nigga, slow your talkin’
Wanna close your mouth and just say nigga, let’s go

[Hook]
When I’m in a thot, don’t you hoes tell me nothin’
When I’m in the spot, don’t you hoes tell me nothin’
Pull up in a drop, can a hoe tell me nothin’
Pulled it off the lot and I drove like it’s nothin’
Say nothin’, like what, what, hey what, shut up
What, say what, say what, shut up
What, say what, say what, shut up
Say what, say what, say what, shut up