Lil Wayne Reveals “Dedication 6 Reloaded” Artwork & Release Date

Lil Wayne has revealed the artwork for “Dedication 6: Reloaded” dubbed as D6 Part 2.

The first part of the album arrived on Christmas Day and Weezy hinted last weekend that the project would be in two parts. Now we have the confirmation for the second half of the project and we also know that his new song with Drake, “Family Feud (Remix)” is the first song off the second part of the album. The new song dropped on the same day that JAY-Z and Beyonce released their star-studded music video for the original single.

Lil Wayne announced the new version of the album on Instagram yesterday writing, “Ok I’m Reloaded!! #D6Reloaded #FamilyFeud Me and Champagne #YoungMoney Happy New Year!” He didn’t reveal the release date for “Dedication 6: Reloaded” but he did dropped some hints that it may arrive on New Year’s Day. Aside from Drake, Trippie Redd may be featured on the project, as well as, Juelz Santana and Future. The first version of D6 features guest appearances from Nicki Minaj, Gudda Gudda, Euro, HoodyBaby, and Corey Gunz.

Check out the artwork for D6 Reloaded below and a short message from Lil Wayne. You can also stream Dedication 6 here.

Ok I’m Reloaded!! #D6Reloaded #FamilyFeud Me and Champagne #YoungMoney Happy New Year!

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Nicki Minaj Cried When Visit Brother In Jail Before Christmas

Nicki Minaj paid her brother a visit in jail before Christmas and cried uncontrollably.

The Young Money rapper’s older brother Jelani Maraj was convicted of sexually assaulting a minor on November 9th and is currently behind bars awaiting sentencing. He is facing decades in prison for the damning crime. Sources close to the Trini rapper told Dancehall HipHop that she paid him a visit with her mother and young brother just before the Christmas holiday and she broke down during the meeting. “She just couldn’t stop crying that’s her older brother, she paid for his wedding when he got married to the woman who testified against him in the trial,” sources revealed.

Our sources told us that Nicki Minaj didn’t want to visit her brother in the Nassau County jail but was convinced by her mother, Carol Maraj, to do so. “She really did it because of her mother, she wanted to support her mother who took it very hard,” our source added. We’re told that Nicki didn’t want to go not because she doesn’t love her brother, but because it would be too painful to see his face and to see him behind bars after being convicted for such, a horrendous crime.

RELATED: Nicki Minaj Backs Out Testifying In Brother’s Rape Case

Jelani Maraj has denied the charges against him and his attorney argued in court that the victim’s mother was trying to extort Nicki Minaj for $25 million to make the charges go away. His attorney also argued the Maraj’s wife coerce his daughter who was 12 years old at the time of the crime to lie about it. His sentencing is set for next month, and he could be given decades in prison for the conviction. We’re also told that Nicki’s attorneys advised her to steer clear of the case during the trial and as such she did not go to court.

Nicki Minaj is currently working on her upcoming album due sometime next year.

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Tamar Braxton Exposed Vincent Herbert After Arrest On Christmas

Tamar Braxton and Vincent Herbert divorce is turning into one messy reality TV show.

The R&B singer took to social media last night where she blasts her soon to be ex-husband Vincent Herbert for allegedly getting another woman pregnant and also assaulting her. The music executive was arrested on Christmas Day for spousal assault and has since been released on a $20,000 bond. Tamar Braxton has since clarified the arrest saying it was not from physical abuse, but more from alcohol intoxication and jealousy.

In a statement posted on her Instagram page, Braxton exposed her baby daddy for having another baby with a woman she called the “wh*re.” “Vincent Herbert is Having a baby and his Wh*re decided to let me know about it tonight,” she wrote on IG. “That stupid broke ass wh*re should check public records on Christmas before she goes through with it!! He called back (despite of his protection order) begging and lying…..like he’s hanging out with joe and Rocxi (from BET) oh yeah.. that’s creditable.. no shade.. however, before u judge me know the FACTS!! He’s a real piece of work!”

Tamar Braxton told her fans that 2018 will be a clean fresh start for her and Vincent Herbert will not be a part of her life in the new year. The singer separated from her husband of nine years and filed for divorce back in October of this year. Braxton’s mother recently went public saying that she feared the Herbert would hurt her daughter leaving fans to believe that he is physically abusing her. Because of that assessment, when news of his Christmas Day arrest surfaced online, hardly anyone was too surprised about it, but fortunately, no one was physically hurt.

Vincent Herbert has not responded to the allegations from Tamar, but he did deny her mother’s abuse claims.

Yikes this tea hunty! #TamarBraxton #VincentHerbert

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Sizzla Send His Goons After LA Lewis Who Ran To Police Station

Sizzla has sent his goons after LA Lewis prompting the deejay to file a police report.

Tensions are currently high between Sizzla and LA since the reggae icon’s performance at GT Taylor Christmas Extravaganza on Monday at the Luana Sports Complex in St Elizabeth. Sizzla, who closed the show, used part of his set to blast LA Lewis over a leaked explicit video showing him performing “Equal Rights” on his girlfriend. For those of you who are unaware of the meaning of “Equal Rights” you can listen to Ishawna song here.

“LA Lewis, anytime me see yu again me ago kick yu under the throat,” the “Thank You Mama” singer said. LA quickly shot back saying that Kalonji is looking for a hype off his name and should take his advice and try eating “pum pum.” Knowing Sizzla, that statement is not sitting well with him and on Saturday, LA Lewis posted a video on Facebook telling his fans how Sizzla send his goons after him in August Town.

“Almost this morning one bag of things unnu hear say gwaan,” he said in the clip. “Last night mi a come from August town just to see men come draw down on me with guns and a tell me say Sizzla call me.” LA says at first he thought that Kalonji was just looking a hype but now he knows that it’s very serious. The self-proclaim 7-Star deejay says that Bounty Killer and Sizzla are also telling disc jockeys not to play his music.

“This is no joke people Sizzla Kalonji send man fi LA Lewis last night,” he added. The deejay says he went straight to the police station and filed a report about the incident. He also claimed that he knows two of the men personally and can identify them.

SIZLA KALANGE SEND GUN MAN TO KILL DANCE HALL POP REGGAE SUPERSTAR LA LEWIS

Posted by L A Lewis 7 on Saturday, December 30, 2017

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Avril Lavigne – Darlin lyrics

Darlin
You’re hiding in the closet once again
Start smilin
I know you’re tryin
Real hard not to turn your head away

Pretty darlin
Face tomorrow, tomorrow’s not yesterday
Yesterday
Oh, oh

[chorus]
Pretty please
I know it’s a drag
Wipe your eyes and put up your head
I wish you could be happy instead
There’s nothing else I can do but love you the best that I can.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Darlin
I was there once a while ago
I know that it’s hard
To be stuck with people that you love
When nobody trusts

[chorus]
Pretty please
I know it’s a drag (know it’s a drag)
Wipe your eyes and put up your head (put up your head)
I wish you could be happy instead
There’s nothing else I can do but love you the best that I can.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
That I can
Oh

You’re not the only one who through it
I’ve been there alone and now so are you
I just want you to know, want you to know it’s not your fault.
It’s not your fault.
Oh
Oh
Your fault. Your fault. It’s not your fault. Your fault, your fault, your fault.

[chorus]
Pretty please
I know it’s a drag
Wipe your eyes and put up your head
I wish you could be happy instead
There’s nothing else I can do but love you the best that I can.
Pretty please
I know it’s a drag
Wipe your eyes and put up your head
I wish you could be happy instead
There’s nothing else I can do but love you the best that I can.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
That I can
Oh

Darlin
You’re hiding in the closet once again
Start smilin

Lady Leshurr – On the Road Lyrics

[Intro: Lady Leshurr]
I’m on the road
See me I’m on the road, yeah, yeah yeah
I’m on the road, yeah

[Verse 1: Lady Leshurr]
Get as much money as you can whilst you’re poppin’ cus it doesn’t last forever (yeah)
Record label on my back they want me to deliver
I’m not good with pressure (no way)
Mommy told me take it slow ’cause I’m always on the road
I said never (take it slow)
I got bags under my eyes man
It’s no surprise I ain’t talking leather (leather)
Going off just like a sweater (sweater)
Feeling lighter than a feather (feather)
They were tearing me apart (yeah)
Had to pull myself together (together)
Had to pull up in the whip (skrrt)
Looking like a bag a treasure (treasure)
If I learnt one thing here then it’s never mix business with pleasure
I was surrounded by enemies (uh)
Thoughts were clouded by the jealousy (yeah)
I had Judas in my circle (uh)
Jesus Christ was even telling me (yeah)
Sleepless nights is all I ever seen
Seen the signs just like a memory
They were changing on me like a melody
Switch the food of thought and changed the recipe (yeah, yeah)

[Hook: Lady Leshurr]
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
If you ain’t involved, yeah
You gotta go, yeah yeah
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
I’m bout the dough, yeah
So I’m out the door, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Lady Leshurr]
Don’t forget my coat, yeah
Respect the code, yeah (code)
Ring up the big bro, yeah
Davina McCall yeah yeah (McCall, brr)
I ain’t gonna stall, yeah
Slip into fourth gear (skrt skrt)
Really sick of people saying oh yeah
This gon be your year, yeah
Should’ve been mine a long time ago (yeah)
A fairytale a long time ago (oh yeah)
There ain’t no telling where I’m a go
Nothing’s sweet like a pineapple (nah)
My best friend tried to stab me
My best friend hacked me
Figures, she was from Hackney (oof)
I spent my days in the East
They wasn’t faithful to me
They’d get to waking and baking and bake up the cake and be selfish and eat it
It’s hard remaining the same when all you know is snakes
Greedy greedy greedy (greedy)
They was looking at me like a freebie freebie freebie (woo, woo, woo)
Really, really, really, believe me (woo)

[Hook: Lady Leshurr]
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
If you ain’t involved, yeah
You gotta go, yeah yeah
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
I’m bout the dough, yeah
I’m out the door, yeah, yeah
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
If you ain’t involved, yeah
You gotta go, yeah yeah
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah
I’m bout the dough, yeah
I’m out the door, yeah, yeah

[Outro: Lady Leshurr]
If you didn’t know, yeah
If you didn’t know, if you didn’t know, yeah yeah
When I’m on the road, yeah (woah)
When I’m on the road, yeah
I’m on the road, yeah yeah

Zedd – Zedd Mega Nonstop Mix Lyrics

Bumblebee

[Intro]
Go!

[Beat Drop]

Get Low

[Verse 1]
Chained to a love
But that don’t mean much
Sensitive tough, you don’t get enough
I’ve been drowning in your, lost in the rush
Faded, you stuck? I’ll help you up

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t care if we get too loud
Sexy, I want you now
Bet I could take you there
Whispering in your ear
What do you wanna feel?
Let’s just enjoy the thrill
I’ll take over the wheel
And give you the touch you’re missing

[Chorus]
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist, let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl, you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist, let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl, you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb

[Post-Chorus]
I like the way you take me there
I like the way you touch yourself
Don’t hold back, I want that
When the water come down, I’mma get in that
Get low, get low
Hands on your waist, let’s go
Get low, get low
Girl, you got the vibe, I’m up for the climb
Get low

Stay

[Verse 1]
Waiting for the time to pass you by
Hope the winds of change will change your mind
I could give a thousand reasons why
And I know you, and you’ve got to

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Make it on your own, but we don’t have to grow up
We can stay forever young
Living on my sofa, drinking rum and cola
Underneath the rising sun
I could give a thousand reasons why
But you’re going, and you know that

[Chorus]
All you have to do is stay a minute
Just take your time
The clock is ticking, so stay
All you have to do is wait a second
Your hands on mine
The clock is ticking, so stay

[Post-Chorus]
All you have to do is
All you have to do is stay
Stay

Find You

[Verse 1: Matthew Koma]
Silent love is calling faith
To shatter me through your hallways
Into echoes you can feel
And rehearse the way you heal

[Pre-Chorus: Miriam Bryant]
Make them dance, just like you
Cause you make me move
Yeah, you always make me go

[Chorus: Miriam Bryant & (Matthew Koma)]
(I’ll run away with your footsteps
I’ll build a city that dreams for two
And if you lose yourself, I will find you)
Yeah, you always make me go (go, go, go…)
(I will find you)

[Post- Chorus: Miriam Bryant]
Make them dance, just like you
Cause you make me move
Yeah, you always make me go

Spectrum

[Verse 1: Matthew Koma]
Breathing you in when I want you out
Finding our truth in a hope of doubt
Lying inside our quiet drama

[Hook: Matthew Koma]
We’ll run where lights won’t chase us
Hide where love can save us
I will never let you go
We’ll run where lights won’t chase us
Hide where love can save us
I will never let you go
We’ll run

[Hook: Matthew Koma]
We’ll run where lights won’t chase us
Hide where love can save us
I will never let you go

I Want You to Know

[Chorus: Selena Gomez] [x3]
I want you to know that it’s our time
You and me bleed the same light
I want you to know that I’m all yours
You and me run the same course

Stay the Night

[Verse 1]
I know that we are up-side-down
So hold your tongue and hear me out
I know
That we were made to break
So what? I don’t mind

[Pre-Chorus]
You cue the lights, I’ll drop the blinds
Don’t dull the sparkle in your eyes
I know that we were made to break
So what? I don’t mind

[Chorus]
Are you gonna stay the night?
Are you gonna stay the night?
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Why’re you gonna stay the night?
Are you gonna stay the night?
Doesn’t mean we’re bound for life
So-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Are you gonna stay the night?
Are you gonna stay the night?
Doesn’t mean we’re bound for life
So-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Are you gonna stay the night?

Clarity

[Verse 1: Foxes]
Hot dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life
Fight fear for the selfish pain, it was worth it every time
Hold still right before we crash cause we both know how this ends
Our clock ticks ’til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again

[Chorus: Foxes]
Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn’t need
Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don’t know why
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity?

[Interlude: Foxes]
Why are you my remedy?
Why are you my clarity?

[Bridge: Foxes]
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love’s insanity, why are you my clarity?

Beautiful now

[Verse 1: Jon Bellion]
I see what you’re wearing, there’s nothing beneath it
Forgive me for staring, forgive me for breathing
We might not know why, we might not know how
But baby, tonight, we’re beautiful now

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
We’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful now

[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
We might not know why, we might not know how
But baby, tonight, we’re beautiful now
We’ll light up the sky, we’ll open the clouds
‘Cause baby, tonight, we’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful
We’re beautiful

[Post-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
We’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful now
We’re beautiful

Addicted to a Memory

[Verse 1: Bahari]
We are, we are a violent chemistry
Love has taken us as far as we can reach
But I can’t leave
We are, we are imagined ecstasy
Holding on to what we used to be
Addicted to a memory
Holding on to what we used to be
Addicted to a memory
A memory

Smokepurpp – Your Swag Is Old Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Uh?

[Hook]
Niggas talking on me cause I fucked they hoe
You, We don’t know
And your swag is old
Niggas talking on me cause I fucked they hoe
You, We don’t know
And your swag is old
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
You can have that bitch
I don’t want her back
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
You can have that flow
I don’t want that pack

[Verse]
Give me brain like a psychic
Riding round with P90
Bitches thinkin that we ISIS
Hi-Tech bloody cup
I just spiked it
Put these diamonds on my neck
Cause a nigga priceless
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless That [?]
Running through a sack
My youngest caught that
Kobe, I’m like Kobe
Only shoot ‘Bout 3
Like [?]
Messed up bitch
You don’t know me
Pull up at Yo trap
Shoot it up like I’m [?]
[?] ride me like a pony
[?] claim yo hood
You a phony

[Hook]
Niggas talking on me cause I fucked they hoe
You, We don’t know
And your swag is old
Niggas talking on me cause I fucked they hoe
You, We don’t know
And your swag is old
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
You can have that bitch
I don’t want her back
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
Lil Purpp Bless Yo Trap
You can have that flow
I don’t want that pack

[Outro]
Give me brain like a psychic
Riding round with P90
Bitches thinkin that we ISIS
Hi-Tech bloody cup
I just spiked it
Put these diamonds on my neck
Cause a nigga priceless

Taylor Swift – The Making Of A Song – ‘King of My Heart’ Lyrics

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa
And all at once, you’re all I want, I’ll never let you go
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa, oh

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa
And all at once, you’re all I want, I’ll never let you go
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa, oh

[Verse 1]
I’m perfectly fine, I live on my own…

[Chorus]
The one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa
And all at once, you’re all I want, I’ll never let you go
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa
Body and soul, eh-eh-eh, eh-eh-eh

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart

13 Days Later
[Taylor]
The whole verse?

[Shellback]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m perfectly fine, I live on my own
I made up my mind, I’m better off bein’ alone
We met a few weeks ago
Now you try on callin’ me baby, like tryin’ on clothes

[Shellback]
(Improvisation that became the pre-chorus)

[Taylor]
Ooh! Love that!

[Taylor]
Does it bother you that I’m going, um, uh, “you try on calling me baby like trying on c – -ute to me like the American [dream]?” Can we have it be, like, like, lots of vocals, like, um, like lots of people singing the pre, so they can start saying “sa-lute to me like a-” ’cause I need “salute.” ‘Cause I like that lyric

[Pre-Chorus]
Like trying on clothes, salute to me like the American dream

[Pre-Chorus]
Salute to me, I’m your American queen
And you move to me like a Motown beat
And we rule the kingdom inside my room

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa
And all at once, you’re all I want, I’ll never let you go
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa, oh

[Shellback]
You told us that you want a drop chorus

[Taylor]
Yeah

[Shellback]
That first half, maybe drop

[Taylor]
But with the vocoder stuff

[Shellback]
Yeah

[Taylor]
Is there a way we can get to “clothes” faster?

[Shellback]
“Trying on clothes”

[Taylor]
“You try on calling me baby like tryin’ on clothes, salute to me like the American – ”

[Shellback]
“Trying on clothes”

[Taylor]
“Tryin’ on clothes”

[Shellback]
“Tryin’ on clothes”

[Taylor]
“Tryin’ on clothes, salute to me like – ” Okay. “You try on calling me baby like tryin’ on clothes, salute to me like the American dream,” okay

[Max Martin & Shellback]
[?]

[Max Martin]
Lower

[Shellback]
[?] chord

[Taylor]
“- On calling me baby like tryin’ on clothes”

[Pre-Chorus]
Salute to me, I’m your American Queen
And you move to me like I’m a Motown beat
And we rule the kingdom inside my room
And all the boys with their expensive cars
And their Range Rovers and their Jaguars
Never took me quite where you do

[Taylor (lightly)]
I’m perfectly fine, I live on my own
I made up my mind, I’m better off bein’ alone
We met a few weeks ago
Now you try on callin’ me baby, like tryin’ on clothes
Salute to me, I’m your American Queen
And you –

[Taylor (lightly)]
– own
I made up my mind, I’m better off bein’ alone
We met a few weeks ago
Now you try on callin’ me baby, like tryin’ on clothes
Salute to me, I’m your American Queen
And you –

[Max Martin]
Ahh!

[?]
One, two!

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa

[In background]
I have been waiting, waiting
Body and soul, ooh whoa
And all at once

1 Day Later
[Bridge]
Is the end of all the endings?
My broken bones are mending
With all these nights we’re spending
Up on your roof with a school girl crush
Drinking beer out of plastic cups
Say you fancy me, not fancy stuff
All at once, this is enough

[Chorus]
And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for
King of my heart, body, and soul, ooh whoa

The Next Day
[Taylor]
“Your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”
“Your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”
Yeah, thanks!
Hanging out with you guys is enough, I’m starting to do weird melody, weird harmonies
“Your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”
“Your love is, your love is,” okay
“Your love is a secret I’m hoping, dreaming, dying to keep”

Rich The Kid – Bands Lyrics

[Hook – Mally Bandz]
Cause I’m the man
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
We ain’t shaking hands (nooo)
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend
She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan
This heat on me gon give you a tan
We don’t do no flexing on the gram
She ain’t ask no questions, just got in
All I did was text and hit again
What the fuck you in here for ain’t tryna win
Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them
Get here looking lost, you misguide them
Every year as soon I got in

[Verse 1 – Melo Guyzer]
On the gram talking greasy
I’m out on you like 3d
Designer dripping like Fiji
Lowkey, nigga wanna be me
Get that money, thats the basics
Whole lotta blue faces
Taking trips out to the Vegas
Fucking bitches, different races
This lean got me in the Matrix
Cookie [?], I
Going gorilla, going ape shit
Then I pull up in the big fit
Baby girl, she was fiending
So I ran up in Nemans
I spend what you niggas dreaming
She wanna glizzy, she a demon
I got in on me, I run it now
Fucking everybody like furniture
Boy, your in trouble with the Punisher
I saw [?] like coroner
I wanna run it up bands
Now you bro, I ain’t no mans
My bro pop you like xan
He the homie, he cool like a fan

[Hook – Mally Bandz]
Cause I’m the man
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
We ain’t shaking hands (nooo)
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend
She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan
This heat on me gon give you a tan
We don’t do no flexing on the gram
She ain’t ask no questions, just got in
All I did was text and hit again
What the fuck you in here for ain’t tryna win
Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them
Get here looking lost, you misguide them
Every pack I get year as soon I got in

[Verse 2 – Rich the Kid]
I told that bih please don’t complain
Hoe, this a bentley, not a range
I’m tryna fuck, I’m kicking game
Oh that’s your boyfriend, he a lame
Everything, straight flooded
Double cup, still money
One around hunnid
I was broke, came from nothing
She wanna hop in
I fucking her sister, her best friend
They accusing each other, they lesbian
The pussy licking when they [?] in

[Hook – Mally Bandz]
Cause I’m the man
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
We ain’t shaking hands (nooo)
If I ain’t text you bitch, i’m prolly chasing bands
If you want extra, I told her to bring a friend
She wanna sit, now she sleeping of a xan
This heat on me gon give you a tan
We don’t do no flexing on the gram
She ain’t ask no questions, just got in
All I did was text and hit again
What the fuck you in here for ain’t tryna win
Diamonds look a waterfall and they blinding them
Get here looking lost, you misguide them
Every year as soon I got in

Alabama – Down Home

Just off of the beaten path
A little dot on the state road map
That’s where I was born and where I’ll die

Things move at a slower pace
Nobody’s in a rat race
And these days that’s a special way of life

[CHORUS]
Down Home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down Home
A mans good word and a hand shake are all you need
Folks know
If they’re fallin’ on hard times they can fall back home
Those of us raised up down home

In the corner of the hardware store
Gathered round on a checkered board
Old men telling lies and crownin’ kings

Kids drivin’ round the old town square
Cops roll down int he cool night air
Go and see what’s shakin’ at the Dairy Queen

[CHORUS]
Down Home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down Home
A mans good word and a hand shake are all you need
Folks know
If they’re fallin’ on hard times they can fall back home
Those of us raised up down home

When I was a boy I couldn’t wait to leave this place
But now I wanna see my children raised

Down Home

Down Home

Folks know
If there fallin’ on hard times they can fall back home
Those of us raised up
Down Home
Where they know you by name and treat you like family
Down Home
A mans good word and a handshake are all you need
Folks know
If they’re fallin’ on hard times they can fall back home
Those of us raised up
Down Home

Down Home
Way down home
Down home
Down Home
Way down home

Ski Mask the Slump God – WTF!?

[Intro]
Yuh, we just started from the top, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Hey, do you like curse words?
There is a lot in the verse
Ayy Tony
Ayy! Uh

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 1]
Huh? Huh? Huh? What did you say?
Umm, repeat, yuh
Yachty pulled up in a new ‘Cedes truck (that’s nice)
Lights, they on the front
Pause, Then I’ma stunt
Ayy, you not savage so keep that shirt tucked
No you not, no you not
I am a bad boy, don’t wear no seat buckle
Beat down that pussy then dust off my knuckles
What else? What else? What else? Dust off my knuckles
Walk the damn plank, on yo’ bitch I plank
Unless she stank, smell like a Chef Boyardee
X came with Tank, basquiat came to paint
Achoo, I’m blessed
Don’t ask me why ’cause I don’t look like you

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

[Verse 2]
Terio, ohh, kill ’em!
It’s how I walked up in the building
This the man I’m with the millions
I’m as high as hands up in the sky
When it’s yo’ auntie saying hallelujah!
I’m the shit, what’s it to ya?
(Umm, here’s your tissue)
Yup, I needed it
Just for my jewelry, ’cause it be tripping B
And she from Italy, she got the sausage
Like I’m the Kennedy, got lotta green on me
Talkin’ ’bout Kennedy, she said I’m awesome!

[Chorus]
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
(Don’t get fucked up!)
Don’t get fucked up, I’m fucked up, what the fuck?
What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck? What the– Ayy!

H.E.R. – My Song

[Intro]
Uhhh, yeah
Mmm, mm, mm

[Verse 1]
I wanna run away with you
Just take me to places I’ve never known
When no one else seems to be getting through
Only you can tell wants going on

[Pre-Chorus]
When I hear you name
Put a smile up on my face
It don’t matter the time or the place
You make it all better now
I can love you forever now
When I hear the sound
When I’m feeling down
Ain’t nobody else gotta be around
For you to make it better now
Let me get myself together now

[Chorus]
Let me sing my song
Don’t wanna be alone
I know that when I listen
I find what I’ve been missing
Right here in my heart
Let me sing my song
I know this is my home
All that I’ve been wishing
I found what I’ve been missing
Right here from the start
So let me sing my song

[Verse 2]
Everything that you’ve told me
I thank you every day for
All the things you wanted me to be
Is every thing I’ve prayed for
When the weight of the world is on my shoulders
You would take the away the pain
Through the storm the sun still shines
With you by my side I’m not afraid

[Pre-Chorus]
When I hear you name
Put a smile up on my face
It don’t matter the time or the place
You make it all better now
I can love you forever now
When I hear the sound
When I’m feeling down
Ain’t nobody else gotta be around
For you to make it better now
Let me get myself together now

[Chorus]
Let me sing my song
Don’t wanna be alone
I know that when I listen
I find what I’ve been missing
Right here in my heart
Let me sing my song
I know this is my home
All that I’ve been wishing
Found what I’ve been missing
You were right here from the start
So let me sing my song

[Verse 3]
All my doubts and fears
All my cries and tears
They all just disapear
When ever you, were near
You are still right here
You are still, oh right here
Right here
Right here
Right here
Still right here
Right here
Right here, right here, right here
Right here, right here
Right here, here
Right here, here, here, here
Right here
Right here

Lil Wayne – Family Fued (Remix) (feat. Drake)

[Intro: Drake]
Yeah
Dedication 6, of course
Shoutout Guru for sending me the beat, too
Young Angel, Young Lion
More Life, no dying
Yeah
Alright I got it
Yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
Super Bowl goals
I’m at the crib with Puff, he got Kaepernick on the phone
He in a whole different mode
Angel hair at 2AM for Bey and Hov
Just to show them how I treat the city like my humble abode
Ayy, tell me if TD bank is approving loans
I’m thinking about paying Wayne what Universal owes
My nigga spend a lifetime going platinum and gold
He should own half of the label, shit outta control
Somebody get Larry Jackson on the phone
I need some ownership if we pressing go
‘Cause business is booming on behalf of me
I need a bite outta the Apple like Adam and Eve
We gon’ have to break the billi’ curse
I need my paper long like "A Milli" verse
Or, too long like a sentence from a Philly judge
Fuck is the point in all the beefing when we really blood
Nobody wins when the family feuds, nigga
Everybody gotta eat, we can’t exclude niggas
I make the crib, expanding pools, and expanding rooms
Adding Hammam Spas with tanning booths, nigga
That’s truth, no boost, nigga
But this isn’t all about calling truce
I’m still dishing out verbal abuse
That shit could get re-introduced if somebody got something they urging to prove, nigga
Inspiring to the youth
New Years Eve, looking like a royal flush
Wait, we all in the same suit
I’m hall of fame in the booth, nigga
My Karma making the news, nigga
This pudding taste like the proof, nigga
If I ever see Trump he better salute niggas
Much as we do nigga
For real

[Interlude: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Six shit

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I could care less about your squad
I don’t connect when I’m flying
I’m on a jet and it’s mine
I just hope the weather is fine
I took the jet to Dubai
I took the jet to Milan
I took the jet way to Africa
Shoutout my nigga Akon
Your bitch sweating my squad
Please get the sweat out her eye
I put the dick in her spine
I fucked the bitch in her prime
Don’t get my credit declined
Give all the credit to moms
I flipped the bird at the bird
Hey whats for dinner? Popeyes
These chickens got bird flu
And they chirp, chirp too
Always sung, never flew
These boys hide girls too
If money grow on trees, I climb and rest in that bitch
Build a treehouse and knocked the bird nest out that bitch
Stuck my neck out and shit
Then got the heck out that shit
And when I did, I took the special effect out of that shit
Tunechi F ’round this bitch
The best thing left ’round this bitch
All you niggas some bitches, I feel like Hef ’round this bitch
You call her Stephanie
I call her Steph ’round this bitch
Now back to whipping the baby
On some step mama shit
I come direct with my shit
I come correct with my shit
A blank check on your face
Put some respect on my shit
Branches starting to shake
Here comes the leaves, get the rake
I want my piece of the cake
And she’ll be sweeter than cake
Here come the leaves, get the rake
And we ain’t leaving the rake
We made the cleaners escape
Although I bleeped in your face
You playing with the right one today
Your flag is a white one today
You wearing them tight ones today
Check me a right one today
You playing with fire today
The Angel and Lion are greats
On my god, lightning striking twice in this place
Should we make a wish or should we make it right in this place?
All these mother fucking beef, I need some rice on this plate
Talked to your wifey today, she feeling triflin’ she say
Talked to the sniper, he say
He aiming at diapers today
Pick you off like picking peppers, Peter Piper today
So tell your squad I say "BLAOW" like Spice1 would say
It’s Mortal Kombat tonight, it’s Street Fighter today
I’m Major Bison, Drizzy lit like Raiden light up the place
You see blue face hundreds ’til you white in the face
Oh my god, it feel like I done life in this place
But swear to god, I got money doing life in my safe
Put on the gloves like MJ, go from OG to OJ
I make you pay attention then rip your receipt in your face
This for Cita and Nae
This for my people and BAE
I got three sons of a gun
Them niggas keep me on safe
Hold up
I am the black god to the church
I am the fat boy to dessert
I am the landlord to the first
Got two bangers, one of them go "boutta boom"
One of them go "boutta bing"
I taught these hoes how to love
I taught these boys how to lean
I’m hiding the sky in her twinkle
The eyes don’t lie until you blink them
Keep the iron for the wrinkles
The mansion came with the sprinklers
I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
Yeah, you know life is a movie, you niggas playing yourself
Damn, that’s some six shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
It’s every man for themselves
It’s every baby for sale
And you know life is a movie, you niggas rating yourself
I just hope there’s a point to watch you pussies play with yourselves
That’s some six shit

Don Q – Trap Phone (feat. Desiigner)

[Intro: Don Q]
Yeah
Don
Put the suit back on all you niggas

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Fuck what I overcame
They slaughtered my name and they tarnished it
I just came up on a open lane
They say I’m the one who gon’ conquer it
You wasn’t there when we started it
Now you wanna come be a part of it
Nigga, we ain’t under nobody
We came in Atlantic for partnership
I know my mom she pray for me
First in the morning, and in the night faithfully
I see the [?] had a vacancy
I’m tyna boss up and start up an agency
I’m happy God made a way for me right at the top with the greats where they play for me
I know these niggas got thoughts of betraying me
Keep them outsiders away from me
Can’t have no strangers around us
I got some [?] for loungers
I’m too impatient for browsing, I want it I’m bringing it straight to the counter
I’m way too busy to do it, I pay an accountant to pay my accountant
I got too lazy to count it
Look at my chain it’s astounding

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
I get your girl give me back bone
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone
Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
I put some 6’s in that chrome
I put some 6’s in that dome
I put some 6’s in that home

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
I give my dogs the medicine
I call my dogs, they veterans
I give my dog the weapon, then
Just hit my dog, they send them in
Aimbot, aimbot, first I whack him, then I whack a cop
Paid 380 for the top
Then put .380’s in your top
And then to 80 on your block
And now it’s navy on the block
And now you gravy on the block
Be lookin’ wavy on your block
L.O.D, Highbridge
So much shit that we did
[?]
Did it all for the fame

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
I get your girl give me back bone
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone
Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
I put some 6’s in that chrome
I put some 6’s in that dome
I put some 6’s in that home

[Verse 3: Don Q]
Look at this shit I’m inspiring, I’m a nigga they admiring
I get in the lab and I turn into a scientist, got ’em thinkin’ ’bout retirement
I got some hoes out the country and I got a bunch of them flying in
I’m a product of my environment
I get some product and flood the environment
They watchin’ the ice when I step at the light
I drop a tint when I left the [?]
Gold Lex and my neck is froze
It got gold sets and I’m settin’ goals
My legacy gon’ be set in stone
I know some niggas that’s never home, but they do dirt and never tell a soul
He goin’ back to the trap when he left parole
Yeah, yeah!

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I got a phone, it’s a trap phone
I get your girl give me back bone
I get some bitches on that phone, I get some riches on that phone
Y’all do some snitchin’ on that phone
I put some 6’s in that chrome
I put some 6’s in that dome
I put some 6’s in that home

[Outro: Desiigner]
For the fame
We’ve been all through the pain
And the rain
Same
Now congratulations and pop champagne

Francis and the Lights – Cruise Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(And they may say it’s not for children)
Of course it is
(And they may say it’s not for you)
It’s for you
(In a short while we’ll be riding in cars that drive themselves)

[Chorus]
And we’ll all just cruise
(Can we just cruise?)
([?])
And we’ll all just (cruise)

[Verse 2]
We’re climbing over the consoles in our sleep
We’re marveling at how far the seat’s go back
In a short while we’ll be guided by stars that guide themselves
(I’m losing you)
It’ll be so safe and so helpful

[Chorus]
And we’ll all just cruise
(Can we just cruise?)
([?])
And we’ll all just (cruise)

[Outro]
In its, in its own world now

Stefflon Don – Hot Prop Lyrics

[Intro]
The Don

[Verse 1]
Metaphor heaven
No iron, they weak like they’re seven
They crushed and I’m hot, let me press them
Fangs dripping venom
My flow’s be like cars, they want rent them
No budget, I don’t make exceptions
Don’t ask me no questions
Don’t mention my name in your sentence
There’s levels, I don’t see progression
Let’s take that aggression
I bow to any … that’s second
Their [?] longer than my extension
No abduction, [?] guilty by impression
You all became serious felons
Slice, get jealous when Steffy pull up to the presence
For squad who stay witnessing Peckham
Clapton, they’re moving like there’s a recession
While I’m in the [?] like a treacherous weapon
Slap them, and every gal that came with them
They stopped the beat but they’re lying, say [?]
Roger that, go [?] if you please kill them
I’m a soldier in my camp, we ain’t go no civilians
Your opinion doesn’t hinder my right of the minion
Legendary when retired, who gon’ bet a million?
Looks deceive, have … thinking I’m Brazilian
Christmas Eve rappers really wan’ take position
A billion, a billion, a billion
Change my mindset, now I’m ahead of the game
Master the law of attraction with no distraction
[?] gon’ be the head of the frame
They don’t want you asking questions
They don’t want you to lead but follow all of the way
Religion ain’t real, division, it kills
It’s fake, I guess we’re sleeping wide awake

[Verse 2]
[?] been praying, look up
But God has been in
We was really born to win
Look what our [?] shame
Parents and church fam
While we raised by gangs
Rebels ain’t nothing but man, man
It’s God, I shall not fit the above
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
Pussy ain’t shit, I want this world, fuck a dick
[?] be putting in peace
[?] my tits
Don’t worry, it’s just a trick
I don’t have no other way
I came to slay
The fake, the beast, let me play
I’m ready, I’m trained
Tell them to [?]
Why would I feel with that pain?
Death ain’t the end, I’m just saying

[Hook]
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
Pussy ain’t shit, I want this world, fuck a dick
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
Pussy ain’t shit, I want this world, fuck a dick
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
Pussy ain’t shit, I want this world, fuck a dick
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
Pussy ain’t shit, I want this world, fuck a dick
Bitch I’m hot prop, what the fuck?
What the fuck?

21 Savage – Flexin’ [Snippet] Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Jumped out the Porsche, got to it
Choppa on me, bitch I shoot like I’m Cupid
Model bitch, and she gon’ blow me like hookah
All these diamonds, bitch I look like a jeweler
Rollie froze, bitch it came out the cooler
Tech 9, bitch it came with a cooler
I got shooters that’ll shoot at your shooter
Bitch you broke, you eatin’ noodles and oodles
I got a bad bitch, workin’ Hooters
Bitch I get the check, and you know I blew it
21 gang, chain hangin’, blangin’
Jewish lawyers, give a fuck about that rangin’
Seinfeld, niggas frontin’ like Kramer
Put you on the news, you wanna be famous
Zero six, bitch you know that I claimed it
I jumped out the Porsche and broke my ankle
I’m [?] the bud when I cook it up
Your main bitch want me to pick her up
I nut in her face, she gon’ lick it up
Your jewelry shinin’? We gon’ stick you up
Like 2Pac, nigga, hit ’em up
These niggas tough on the Internet
Gettin’ that pussy, I’m killin’ that
I’m not just a rapper, I’m livin’ that

[Verse 2]
Shawty said she want that dick, I told that bitch to wait one minute
These niggas broke, I heard these niggas shoppin’ J.C. Penny
I took that bitch to Ruth Chris, I heard a nigga eats at Wendy’s
I’m a real nigga, I can’t wear no gold unless they came from the [?]
[cont.]

6ix9ine – KeKe (Revised) Lyrics

[Intro:6ix9ine]
Scum Gang

[Hook: 6ix9ine]
I’ll be on the block on the regular
With my niggas bustin’ at the cops, on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick, givin’ top, on the regular
Catch me water whippin’, straight drop, on the regular
Yeah you know, I’ll run off with the shit, on the regular
Bare faced, I’ma hit a lick, on the regular
Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Yeah I’m 6ix9ine, with the .9, on thei regular
Niggas want war yeah, kickin’ doors yeah
Niggas want the sauce yeah, shake em’ off yeah
I’m still in the hood yeah, bustin’ drugs yeah
Rollin’ through the city yeah, with my niggas yeah
Niggas want their bitch back, I don’t chit chat
Rubber band, click clack, blow your shit back
Baby I ain’t a hot boy, i’ma block boy
Double to your Glock, make him Diddy Bop boy

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Nigga we be bustin up the ops on the regular
Nigga we be duckin’ from the cops on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick and givin’ top on the regular
Shit that’s on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain’t regular
Nigga if its comin’ from my spot, it ain’t regular
Stand my rules, it is on a different side, it ain’t regular
You can take the money when you die, it ain’t regular
Niggas with me really ready to die, on the regular
Pull up to his door, yeah get on the floor yeah
Pull up we gon’ shoot, go check out the score yeah
Different color coupes, money on our floor yeah
They know I got jewels, drippin’ drippin’ sauce yeah
Pull up to his door, yeah get on the floor yeah
Pull up we gon’ shoot, go check out the score yeah
Different color coupes, money on our floor yeah
They know I got jewels, drippin’ drippin’ sauce yeah, ay
They know I’ma ball like a boss
Boutta’ take a trip to the stores
Let a nigga trip in the zone
Makin’ money flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mm yeah
Smack a lot, I smack a lot
I hit on the tour bus, Ooh yeah
If I’m a player, you a slut, Ooh yeah
I told my .38, I love you
That’s my baby, when I pull up, she pull up too
See the, Hermès on the bump, Ooh
In the, lotta’ bag, in duffel, yeah
Leave him wetter, let it rain nigga
Put a .30 to your motherfuckin’ brain nigga
I’m runnin round with the same niggas
Same niggas that will take a nigga chain nigga

H.E.R. – My Song Lyrics

[Intro]
Uhhh, yeah
Mmm, mm, mm

[Verse 1]
I wanna run away with you
Just take me to places I’ve never known
When no one else seems to be getting through
Only you can tell wants going on

[Pre-Chorus]
When I hear you name
Put a smile up on my face
It don’t matter the time or the place
You make it all better now
I can love you forever now
When I hear the sound
When I’m feeling down
Ain’t nobody else gotta be around
For you to make it better now
Let me get myself together now

[Chorus]
Let me sing my song
Don’t wanna be alone
I know that when I listen
I find what I’ve been missing
Right here in my heart
Let me sing my song
I know this is my home
All that I’ve been wishing
I found what I’ve been missing
Right here from the start
So let me sing my song

[Verse 2]
Everything that you’ve told me
I thank you every day for
All the things you wanted me to be
Is every thing I’ve prayed for
When the weight of the world is on my shoulders
You would take the away the pain
Through the storm the sun still shines
With you by my side I’m not afraid

[Pre-Chorus]
When I hear you name
Put a smile up on my face
It don’t matter the time or the place
You make it all better now
I can love you forever now
When I hear the sound
When I’m feeling down
Ain’t nobody else gotta be around
For you to make it better now
Let me get myself together now

[Chorus]
Let me sing my song
Don’t wanna be alone
I know that when I listen
I find what I’ve been missing
Right here in my heart
Let me sing my song
I know this is my home
All that I’ve been wishing
Found what I’ve been missing
You were right here from the start
So let me sing my song

[Verse 3]
All my doubts and fears
All my cries and tears
They all just disapear
When ever you, were near
You are still right here
You are still, oh right here
Right here
Right here
Right here
Still right here
Right here
Right here, right here, right here
Right here, right here
Right here, here
Right here, here, here, here
Right here
Right here

Clipse – Zen Lyrics

[Hook: Pusha T]
Is it them blings that make em watch us?
The awkward lean and them cars that’s topless
I got them things, I cut and chop it
I sell that ostrich, I’m so obnoxious, getting money say

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Hands got the bubble touch, bike with the double clutch
Two diamond jump ropes, my neck do the double dutch
Give a fuck about such and such
On behalf of the Re-Up Gang, I’m saying enough’s enough
Turn it, turn it, fire, burn it
Gram weight straight like a nigga just permed it
Pyrex and water, playa, how I earns it
Lame rap niggas I’m so not concerned with
On another level, my third bezel, my fourth gas pedal
55 on the back, I’m a daredevil
The course is paved, the watch is pavé
You niggas gotta love me, I’m something the lord made

[Verse 2: Sandman]
I got-gots to do it, do it
VVS, my jewelry don’t need no jury
To find me guilty, I stay gaudy
Pockets bulky, how can y’all fault me?
Ghost-ride it driver, what that mean?
You’re small, welly, nigga fuck that beam, Us that team
Touch that cream, digital scale, what’s that scheme?
(It’s all real) Don’t touch that thing (Fake!)
Niggas faces get flattened and clapped-in
Squad want action, Re-run, What’s Happening?
Every episode, the Tec exposed, Gotti body
Tsunami mamis, it’s gotta be why they watching

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Zen zen zen zen zen zen, zen zen zen
Zen zen zen zen zen zen (Getting money say)
Zen z-zen, zen zen, zen zen
Zen zen, zen zen zen z-z-zen

[Verse 3: Ab-Liva]
Now how that forearm glow on ’em, feeling so grown on ’em
I pitch work sorta like Nomo on ’em
Snow on ’em, cover my tracks, low on ’em
So on ’em, streets I, push blow on ’em
The car drop with the soft top like whoas on ’em
Rolls on ’em, go on ’em, I’m striking a pose on ’em
No opponent can come close, match tone on it
Flow on it, honed on it, I’m feeling that home owned it
It’s Liva, the rider, the man, they hang clothes on ’em
With the belt, the matching shoes, the G soles on ’em
I’m classic, the plastic got Os on ’em
I rolls on ’em, the self-murder doors close on ’em

[Verse 4: Malice]
Yeah, good gosh a-mighty
All we do is cook raw, push cars like Whitey
Like a moth to a flame it’s so inviting
To opposite sexes, the stones, so precious
Still in the Resi G4 Valieire
No diamond in that bezzi, I get grown-er every year
Pay me for that feature, that don’t make it family
All is see is blackface and you singing “Mammy”
I’m from the old school when the Gat was a jammy
Twin four-fifths, the resemblance is uncanny
I bust both in sync, y’all niggas hear me
Now that’s what I call the Big Bang Theory

[Hook + Bridge]

Francis and the Lights – Tear It Up Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’ve been in a building sitting in a chair for an hour now
I’m out of it
Think I’ll get a drink
[?] play a beat I like
And dance uncontrollably

[Chorus]
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what I’m doing
Not caring at all
I’m out of it
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what I [?]
Not caring at all
I’m in control

[Verse 2]
Do you want my drink?
I’m gonna find some space
I don’t care if we fall back on the rule
I just wanna see what I’m working with

[Chorus]
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what I’m doing
Not caring at all
I’m out of it
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what I[?]
Not caring at all
I’m in control

[Outro]
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what I’m doing
Not caring at all
I’m out of it
I’m tearing it up
Let me see what [?]
Not caring at all
I’m in control

Francis and the Lights – Just for Us Lyrics

[Intro]
My, my, my

[Verse 1]
Someone wanna take you home
Don’t let ’em
Even when you’re on your own
Everyone’s watching
They don’t run your life
They don’t understand what’s good for you
I know you’re not scared
That everyone’s watching

[Chorus]
It was just for us
It was just for us

[Verse 2]
Someone wanna run their mouth
Just let ’em
Even though I’m not alone
You’re still next to me
They don’t run your life
They don’t understand what’s good for me
I don’t feel that bad
If anyone’s asking

[Chorus]
It was just for us
It was just for us

[Verse 3]
When I see you out
And you catch my eye
I wanna look away
But I don’t wanna lie
Even though I couldn’t explain even if I tried
It was just, it was

[Chorus]
It was just for us
It was just for us

Vybz Kartel – Yabba Dabba Doo Lyrics

[Intro]
Hold on…
Hey gyal, a so the bleach make face look old?…
And you a just 35 years old?
Weh the young gyal dem deh, weh bleaching fit you? Make your bumpa roll

[Hook]
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, “Who let the Flintstones out?”
Yabba Dabba Doo!

[Verse 1]
Check Mr. Chin down a Town, get mi rubbings
Gyal a say, “Addi, you white out, and me love it!”
Link the thugs dem anuh town side a public
“Benz don’t?” Me disguised inna Sunny
Worl’ Boss, white face, black buddy
“Wha’ you use?” Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White, spend your bloodclaat money!
My youth, no matter how you drink roots…
Mouth water no breed gyal, a cocky juice!
Souls make your hood dead, no lovey-dovey
Me a fuck pretty gyal ’til the face double ugly
Andale! Andale! Addi up inna the belly
Addi Di Daddy inna your goal like Pele
Turn it backway, rev it out, *vroom vroom*!
Make your mother say, “Look wha’ him do your pum pum!”

[Hook]
Anything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, “Who let the Flintstones out?”
Like, Yabba Dabba Doo!

[Verse 2]
Go a St. Ann, check a gyal down a Priory
Walk with a ratchet, hear say she waan tie me
Go pon the beach and turn it backway, hear her, “Mi hole a burn down!”, mi say, “Irie”
Worl’ Boss, white face, black buddy
“Wha’ you use?” Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi come, tip a little curry ’til the meat get clear, spend your bloodclaat money!
Hey gyal, your bleach just nah reach
You shoulda deh a flour, but you stuck a cornmeal
Which idiot buy bleach pill give you?
Pill a fi Matrix! Babes, you a Neo?
Watch a gyal, a white skin you a pray fah?
How much you have, wha’ thousand dollar ago pay fah?
Alright, me have the remedy fi you
Go over the whole sale, buy a dozen sand paper
Worl’ Boss, white face, black buddy
“Wha’ you use?” Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White, spend your bloodclaat money!

[Hook]
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, “Who let the Flintstones out?”
Yabba Dabba Doo!

[Verse 3]
Third verse now, gyal, you’re clean like a cheddar
Don’t too walk out inna sunny weather
Tell your little friend go get herself together
Face white, body black, rasclaat! It’s a zebra?
Bleach and salt water no go together
Don’t take no boost, don’t take no peer pressure
Me no sorry fi you if you nae did a listen
Now your skin look like salt fish pon stretcher
My girl, you might get stretch mark if you rub the gel pon your body too hard
Watch how you paste pon your legs and your arms
If you rub your batty hole and your pussy, wear draws

[Hook]
Everything you do a gyal a follow-follow you
She inna Jimmy Lie, that a couldn’t Jimmy Choo
When you see a gyal and her crew say, “Who let the Flintstones out?”
Yabba Dabba Doo!

[Verse 1]
Check Mr. Chin down a Town, get mi rubbings
Gyal a say, “Addi, you white out, and me love it!”
Link the thugs dem anuh town side a public
“Benz don’t?” Me disguised inna Sunny
Worl’ Boss, white face, black buddy
“Wha’ you use?” Bio Claire with the Omic
If your elbow take long fi reach, rub a little curry pon the Fair & White, spend your bloodclaat money!
My youth, no matter how you drink roots…
Mouth water no breed gyal, a cocky juice!
Souls make your hood dead, no lovey-dovey
Me a fuck pretty gyal ’til the face double ugly
Andale! Andale! Addi up inna the belly
Addi Di Daddy inna your goal like Pele
Turn it backway, rev it out, *vroom vroom*!
Make your mother say, “Look wha’ him do your pum pum!”…

Lil Wayne – Family Feud Lyrics

[Intro: Drake]
Yeah
Dedication 6, of course
Shoutout Guru for sending me the beat, too
Young Angel, Young Lion
More Life, no dying
Yeah
Alright I got it
Yeah

[Verse 1: Drake]
Super Bowl goals
I’m at the crib with Puff, he got Kaepernick on the phone
He in a whole different mode
Angel hair at 2AM for Bey and Hov
Just to show them how I treat the city like my humble abode
Ayy, tell me if TD bank is approving loans
I’m thinking about paying Wayne what Universal owes
My nigga spend a lifetime going platinum and gold
He should own half of the label, shit outta control
Somebody get Larry Jackson on the phone
I need some ownership if we pressing go
‘Cause business is booming on behalf of me
I need a bite outta the Apple like Adam and Eve
We gon’ have to break the billi’ curse
I need my paper long like “A Milli” verse
Or, too long like a sentence from a Philly judge
Fuck is the point in all the beefing when we really blood
Nobody wins when the family feuds, nigga
Everybody gotta eat, we can’t exclude niggas
I make the crib, expanding pools, and expanding rooms
Adding Hammam Spas with tanning booths, nigga
That’s truth, no boost, nigga
But this isn’t all about calling truce
I’m still dishing out verbal abuse
That shit could get re-introduced if somebody got something they urging to prove, nigga
Inspiring to the youth
New Years Eve, looking like a royal flush
Wait, we all in the same suit
I’m hall of fame in the booth, nigga
My Karma making the news, nigga
This pudding taste like the proof, nigga
If I ever see Trump he better salute niggas
Much as we do nigga
For real

[Interlude: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Six shit

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I could care less about your squad
I don’t connect when I’m flying
I’m on a jet and it’s mine
I just hope the weather is fine
I took the jet to Dubai
I took the jet to Milan
I took the jet way to Africa
Shoutout my nigga Akon
Your bitch sweating my squad
Please get the sweat out her eye
I put the dick in her spine
I fucked the bitch in her prime
Don’t get my credit declined
Give all the credit to moms
I flipped the bird at the bird
Hey whats for dinner? Popeyes
These chickens got bird flu
And they chirp, chirp too
Always sung, never flew
These boys hide girls too
If money grow on trees, I climb and rest in that bitch
Build a treehouse and knocked the bird nest out that bitch
Stuck my neck out and shit
Then got the heck out that shit
And when I did, I took the special effect out of that shit
Tunechi F ’round this bitch
The best thing left ’round this bitch
All you niggas some bitches, I feel like Hef ’round this bitch
You call her Stephanie
I call her Steph ’round this bitch
Now back to whipping the baby
On some step mama shit
I come direct with my shit
I come correct with my shit
A blank check on your face
Put some respect on my shit
Branches starting to shake
Here comes the leaves, get the rake
I want my piece of the cake
And she’ll be sweeter than cake
Here come the leaves, get the rake
And we ain’t leaving the rake
We made the cleaners escape
Although I bleeped in your face
You playing with the right one today
Your flag is a white one today
You wearing them tight ones today
Check me a right one today
You playing with fire today
The Angel and Lion are greats
On my god, lightning striking twice in this place
Should we make a wish or should we make it right in this place?
All these mother fucking beef, I need some rice on this plate
Talked to your wifey today, she feeling triflin’ she say
Talked to the sniper, he say
He aiming at diapers today
Pick you off like picking peppers, Peter Piper today
So tell your squad I say “BLAOW” like Spice1 would say
It’s Mortal Kombat tonight, it’s Street Fighter today
I’m Major Bison, Drizzy lit like Raiden light up the place
You see blue face hundreds ’til you white in the face
Oh my god, it feel like I done life in this place
But swear to god, I got money doing life in my safe
Put on the gloves like MJ, go from OG to OJ
I make you pay attention then rip your receipt in your face
This for Cita and Nae
This for my people and BAE
I got three sons of a gun
Them niggas keep me on safe
Hold up
I am the black god to the church
I am the fat boy to dessert
I am the landlord to the first
Got two bangers, one of them go “boutta boom”
One of them go “boutta bing”
I taught these hoes how to love
I taught these boys how to lean
I’m hiding the sky in her twinkle
The eyes don’t lie until you blink them
Keep the iron for the wrinkles
The mansion came with the sprinklers
I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
Yeah, you know life is a movie, you niggas playing yourself
Damn, that’s some six shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I want Arabian wealth
You snakes come make me a belt
It’s every man for themselves
It’s every baby for sale
And you know life is a movie, you niggas rating yourself
I just hope it’s a porn to watch you pussies play with yourselves
That’s some six shit

Afrojack – Be With You Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s like you moving in slow motion
That’s how I see you in my mind
I’ll give my lifetime of devotion
A love like yours is hard to find

[Chorus]
And I would drive out through the night
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I would fight a samurai
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I would run five hundred miles
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I don’t give a damn right now
Just to be with you, just to be with you
Tonight

[Bridge]
Where would I be without your love?
There is no me without your love
Where would I be without your love?
There is no me without your love
Where would I be without your love?
There is no me without your love

[Chorus]
And I would drive out through the night
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I would fight a samurai
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I would run five hundred miles
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I don’t give a damn right now
Just to be with you, just to be with you
Tonight

And I would run five hundred miles
Just to be with you, just to be with you
And I don’t give a damn right now
Just to be with you, just to be with you
Tonight

Neil Young – Cinnamon Girl Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I want to live
With a cinnamon girl
I could be happy
The rest of my life
With a cinnamon girl

[Chorus]
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night
You see us together
Chasing the moonlight
My cinnamon girl

[Verse 2]
Ten silver saxes
A bass with a bow
The drummer relaxes
And waits between shows
For his cinnamon girl

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Pa sent me money now
I’m going to make it somehow
I need another chance
You see your baby loves to dance
Yeah yeah yeah

JAY-Z and Beyonce Drop Star-Studded Cinematic “Family Feud” Video

JAY-Z and Beyonce delivered a star-studded cinematic video for “Family Feud.”

The short film-themed cut is what everyone on social media is talking about this weekend after the couple premiered it on TIDAL on Friday night. The stunning visual features some big name stars including Omari Hardwick, Jessica Chastain, Thandie Newton, America Ferrera, Michael B. Jordan, Rashida Jones, Mindy Kaling, Constance Wu, Brie Larson, Rosario Dawson, and many more. This is the first video from the album 4:44 that JAY-Z is making a cameo in and his wife Beyonce and daughter Blue Ivy Carter also appeared in the cut.

The video gets underway with a quote from James Baldwin that reads, “The wretched of the earth do not decide to become extinct, they resolve, on the contrary, to multiply: life is their weapon against life, life all that they have.”

The video begins in a setting dated to the year 2444 which pays homage to the album title and 4 is a significant number for JAY-Z. The storyline chronicles across several generations including the year 2050 where Susan Kelechi Watson plays an older Blue Ivy who was among a group of women who revised the Constitution. “America is a family and the whole family should be free,” Watson said. “It’s like I remember my father saying when I was a little girl: Nobody wins when the family feuds.”

Perhaps the most talked about part of the video is when JAY-Z, Blue Ivy, and Beyonce goes to church and the couple went into the confession booth with Hov on one side and his wife on the other side. The overall theme of the album 4:44 is one of confession with Hov admitting to infidelity and even going public about his mother being a lesbian. We’ve already seen nine other videos from the album and I guess the rap legend saved the best for last.

Watch the video for “Family Feud” by JAY-Z and Beyonce below.

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The Offspring – The Kids Aren’t Alright

When we were young the future was so bright
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big in every beat

Now the neighborhood’s cracked and torn
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown
Nothing’s free
Longing for
Used to be
Still it’s hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives
shattered dreams

Jenny had a chance, well she really did
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
Mark still lives at home cause he’s got no job
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide
Brandon OD’d and died
What the hell is going on?
The cruellest dream – reality

Chances thrown
Nothing’s free
Longing for
what used to be
Still it’s hard
Hard to see
Fragile lives
Shattered dreams

Weezer – Say It Ain’t So

[Intro]
Oh yeah
Alright

[Verse 1]
Somebody’s Heine’
Is crowding my icebox
Somebody’s cold one
Is giving me chills
Guess I’ll just close my eyes

[Interlude]
Oh yeah, alright
Feels good, inside

[Verse 2]
Flip on the telly
Wrestle with Jimmy
Something is bubbling
Behind my back
The bottle is ready to blow

[Chorus]
Say it ain’t so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain’t so
My love is a life taker

[Verse 3]
I can’t confront you
I never could do
That which might hurt you
So try and be cool
When I say
This way is a water slide away from me
That takes her further every day
So be cool

[Chorus]
Say it ain’t so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain’t so
My love is a life taker

[Bridge]
Dear Daddy, I write you
In spite of years of silence
You’ve cleaned up, found Jesus
Things are good or so I hear
This bottle of Stephen’s
Awakens ancient feelings
Like father, stepfather
The son is drowning in the flood
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Say it ain’t so
Your drug is a heartbreaker
Say it ain’t so
My love is a life taker