Cee-Lo Green - Only You Lyrics (ft. Lauriana Mae)

Only You Lyrics
by Cee-Lo Green Ft. Lauriana Mae

[Verse 1]
I started a war
And I landed on my own sword
Wish I could take back those stupid things I said

How could I be so foolish?
I called out to God
But the devil keeps answering

I’m tryin’ every little remedy I can

But it’s all just bullshit


[Hook]
Well everybody says
Time will clean up this mess

But only you…
Only you…
Only you can make it better, put me back together

Come on baby, let’s be real

Only you…
Only you…
Only you could stop the bleeding, give me what I’m needing

Tell me so my heart can heal
Only you


[Verse 2]
I’m dressing my wounds
But the blood it keeps soaking through
Yeah, I cut it just a little bit too deep

And I feel so dizzy
I pick up my phone
And throw it against the wall

And I cry like a baby in my sleep

Without you
With me


[Hook]


[Verse 3]
Only you can make me smile in the pouring rain

And you can take the hurt right out of my pain
I know I can try to fill the space inside
With somebody else but there’s no use

[Outro]
Only you…
Only you…
Only you can make it better, put me back together

Come on baby, let’s be real

Only you…
Only you…
Only you could stop the bleeding, give me what I’m needing

Tell me so my heart can heal
Only you

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Ryan Leslie - Carnival Of Venice Lyrics

Carnival of Venice Lyrics
by Ryan Leslie

Les
I’m tryna see the best of things
Lace my girl, 5 carats in her ring
Get my moms a crib, my pops a new whip
When it’s all said and done – stack a mil for my kids
Work hard, play hard, stack dough, live well
Get away
Stay on an island in my own hotel
Got my little sister proud – like, check him out
She happy I put a pool in her house – she love to swim
I’m known for my taste in ladies
Plus a Murcielago and a pair of twin grey Mercedes
Staties leave me alone when I cruise the expressway
Can’t touch me the community loves me
I’m on the news shaking hands
Had to give back
Salvation Army get a hundred grand
And – I own a company of which I’m the chair
I’m the boss, El Jefe premiere
And I’m knowin’ they stare
When they see me at the Rolex store
On the low – the rose gold cost a hundred and 4
That’s a house on the arm, couple cars on the wrist
Yea – success served cold is a remarkable dish
When they see me, yea – they might stand around for a photo
Watch for a king, got a crown for a logo
Owe it all to God, so the greatest, I thank
The whole team gettin’ green, celebrate at the Bank
Yea- that volcano flow slow burn thru your stereo
You know what the business is, you know the scenario
Black Mozart flow, hated like the Taliban
With a black fur coat made of astrakhan
Thick in the club, man, you know I’ma turn up
Money here to get, homie, you know I’ma earn up
Ace for the entourage, bring the Methuselah
Envy make haters turn green like arugula
Still make a fool of you – ‘Pagne (pain) in a gold bottle
Stunt hard these lames need a role model
Shorty with the pretty face that’s my plus one
Feature presentation – word to Suss One
Gold on the wrist – no time for the gimmicks
Living a self-made “Sweet Dream” Annie Lennox
Class in session, hope you all in attendance
Puttin’ the mask on for the Carnival of Venice

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Chrisette Michele - A Couple Of Forevers Lyrics

A Couple Of Forevers Lyrics
by Chrisette Michele

(Verse)
I see it clear, my heart is here
We got each other and let’s take it from there
And if I could I’d love you a forever end time

(Verse)
What we’ve been through, no one else knows
‘Cause all that matters is how far this goes
And it will go until it starts again

(Chorus)
Me and you, I look like I might
Nothing can’t stop love from love
And our love
And I’m not asking for much
Just a couple of forevers
A couple of forevers
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never
I’m talking bout forever
Just a couple of forevers
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never

(Verse)
It can get hard, then it gets rough
It can get crazy, but not for us
‘Cause we gotta struggle just to stay apart

(Chorus)
Me and you, I look like I might
Nothing can’t stop love from love
And our love
And I’m not asking for much
Just a couple of forevers
A couple of forevers
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never
I’m talking bout forever
Just a couple of forevers
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never
Never, never

(Interlude)
Can you see it all over oh?
Can you see the signs from above?
It’s so blinding, there’s no denying
You and me

(Chorus)
Me and you, I look like I might
Nothing can’t stop love from love
And our love
And I’m not asking you for much
Just a couple of forevers
A couple of forevers
I’m the only one
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never
Together til never
Forever and ever
Forever and ever and ever
I’m the only one, you’re the only one
Together til never

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Chris Brown - Jumping Out The Plane Lyrics (ft. The LuvaBoy TJ)

Jumping Out The Plane Lyrics
by Chris Brown Ft. The LuvaBoy TJ

Oh OK, oh OK, oh OK
Fly feel, so high feel like jumping out the plane
OK, OK, you shake your head
You’re too fly! OK
Pull up, just pop the only beds at my house
Two girls on my couch and I beat the pussy up, wrong house
Lit candles she blow it
I’m rich she know it
Her bootie so super
I’m like damn girl, just do it, do it
I’m about to get all of them
I hand them to my partner then
Superhero I’m rack man
If you’re Batman, then we’re Robin man
With these math I’m solving it
All these money I revolve in
Around me, I’m Lil Keith
Go overtime when I’m…

[Chorus:]
Money on my brain, conquering the plane
Fly feel so high feel, like jumping out the plane!
Bouncing my drinks, swerving in your lane
Lover boy just winning! You can tell by my change!
OK! money on my brain, conquering the plane
Fly feel so high feel, like jumping out the plane!
Bouncing my drinks, swerving in your lane
Lover boy just winning! You can tell by my change!

New York, I gotta get there fast way
Put a perpetrator on a plane, yeah
..straight to the money for breakfast
I’m the type that stunned with my exes
Cause I’m rich young and reckless
Running all night, I’m restless
Big racks in my bank account,
They’re never going back a damn broke
I hustle hard above over time
Black men one of a kind!
Taking off, I’m on the ride, my business well organized
The way I got these girls in a trance
I got this… traumatized!
Bang bang my phone go, these.. on my mojo
They wanna get me solo, but that there is a no no
Walking on holly ground, on twenty twos when I roll around
High off my altitude, no parachute, I’m jumping out (I’m jumping out)!
I’m going in (going in), no late tags (no late tags)
The game is over now (is over now)
I thought of my flight, 7 am, my minutes…
I did it before, I’ll do it again…

[Chorus:]
Money on my brain, conquering the plane
Fly feel so high feel, like jumping out the plane!
Bouncing my drinks, swerving in your lane
Lover boy just winning! You can tell by my change!
OK! money on my brain, conquering the plane
Fly feel so high feel, like jumping out the plane!
Bouncing my drinks, swerving in your lane
Lover boy just winning! You can tell by my change!

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Eric Bellinger - Sophisticated Lady Lyrics

Sophisticated Lady Lyrics
by Eric Bellinger

Got all the class one man could ask for
No need to act girl you on your job
The way you munk at your cell
Make me wanna invest
So I said yes, we close this deal
And keep it moving baby
Aw, aw, aw, I want you bad, bad
Aw, aw, aw, ain’t nothing to it

[Chorus]
Sophisticated lady,
I’m tryina get down to bizness with you, yeah girl
Got your mind right, money so long
Ain’t worry going so hard
You swerve with your heels on
Sophisticated lady

All the … must be tryina show up
Don’t need no one cause you already put on
Yeah you know you bad
Best one out of your friends
So it only makes sense
To close this deal
And keep it moving baby
Aw, aw, aw, I want you bad, bad
Aw, aw, aw, ain’t nothing to it

[Chorus]
Sophisticated lady,
I’m tryina get down to bizness with you, yeah girl
Got your mind right, money so long
Ain’t worry going so hard
You swerve with your heels on
Sophisticated lady

Already got everything you want, yeah
I know that your car and crib you own
Baby I can give you more
Everybody know money can’t buy your love

[Chorus]
Sophisticated lady,
I’m tryina get down to bizness with you, yeah girl
Got your mind right, money so long
Ain’t worry going so hard
You swerve with your heels on
Sophisticated lady.

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Cris Cab - Livin On Sunday Lyrics

Livin On Sunday Lyrics
by Cris Cab

Alright, alright, alright yeah
Freak freaking in the house
Don’t move, don’t move, don’t
Just shut your mouth!

I put my sneakers on and I take a walk outside
Cause everyday I’m growing older, yeah
If I never caught my friend and met that girl last night
I’ll still be sitting on my sofa

[Chorus:]
Every time the sun comes up on the beach in Miami
All the freaks come out to play!
(They come again, they come again)
Cause there’s a girl around the corner,
That’s living on Sunday!
Every time my door slams shut
Well another opens up and it’s always gonna be this way
(Just come again, come again)
Cause when it’s all over I was living on Sunday!
Hey, hey, hey what you want, what you want
Keep the level, keep the level

Now every choice I made, doesn’t need an explanation
Cause only I know where I’m going!
(I keep it moving, keep it moving)
If I’m doing doughnuts in my track
Or having breakfast for my lunch is cause
I wanna do it all!

[Chorus:]
Every time the sun comes up on the beach in Miami
All the freaks come out to play!
(They come again, they come again)
Cause there’s a girl around the corner,
That’s living on Sunday!
Every time my door slams shut
Well another opens up and it’s always gonna be this way
(Just come again, come again)
Cause when it’s all over I was living on Sunday!

Do it on, baby, you can do it on
If you wanna start over I can show you how
It’s been a long, long time since you’ve seen this town
I’m in Miami, I’m in NYC!
Do it on, baby, you can do it on
If you wanna start over I can show you how
It’s been a long, long time since you’ve seen this town
I’m in California, I’m out in DC!
Do it on, baby, you can do it on
If you wanna start over I can show you how
It’s been a long, long time since you’ve seen this town
I’m in the Bahamas, I’m sailing the Haiti-es!

[Chorus:]
Every time the sun comes up on the beach in Miami
All the freaks come out to play!
(They come again, they come again)
Cause there’s a girl around the corner,
That’s living on Sunday!
Every time my door slams shut
Well another opens up and it’s always gonna be this way
(Just come again, come again)
Cause when it’s all over I was living on Sunday!

[Outro:]
I was living yeah,
Keep living, keep living oh oh
Such a nice day, what a lovely day
The 7th, the 7th day is the day it all start!
Taking it easy, taking it easy, taking my time!
Such a nice day!

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Pusha T - Only You Can Tell It Lyrics (ft. Wale)

Only You Can Tell It Lyrics
by Pusha T Ft. Wale

[Hook]
It’s comin’ clear I’ve noticed
It’s a different face you’re shown’
It’s another “welcome back”
I don’t imagine it could be this way, so jealous
Only you can tell it, tell me why
Only you can tell it…
Only you can say…
Only you can tell it…
Only you can say…
Only you can tell it…
Only you can say…
Tell me why…

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Two sides, what the game’ll do
Bring money, fame to you
Stackin’ mine, nigga, ‘ye high
Standin’ on it like a pedestal
Couldn’t imagine no better view
From the pool house you see four cars
Bad bitches, they skinny dippin’
Mix college bitches with porn stars
Disconnected my OnStar, no GPS these, VVS
Lorraine Schwartz on speed dial, went ocular, that’s CBS
Aston Martin, DBS, James Bond cool as James Todd
Best nigga to make hits and run base since A-Rod
Hands dirty like Exxon, I’m grindin’ nigga, you J-Kwon
My Diors is distressed, CDG vest with Jays on
Bloggers get your trace on, 500 horses race on
Coke ties, that coke dries, it’s cemented, it’s baked on
That’s based on, the life of a nigga who ain’t said nothin’
Trunk tight, trunk white, can’t relate if you ain’t bled nothin’
Now that they said somethin’
Don’t make me have to dead nothin’
You askin’ me to tell you why, you niggas never had nothin’

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
Somethin’ y’all wouldn’t understand
Check
Look, what’s good?
Folarin back, the hardest out, I put us on the map
My eyes low, I keep 5 bros, so my THC be makin’ sound effects
We ain’t hatin’, cause we ain’t y’all
Too much Ciroc, you CB4
62, black on black, see my vehicle is like me, akbar
Shoutout to Norfolk, kids from Portland, my hoes from Portsmouth
Y’all lookin’ down? If a brick was round you might need a forklift
Can’t fuck with us cause me and my niggas ride
That’s right – what up Pusha T? It’s DMV for life
Sepsenahki, I beg your pardon
Respiratory full of a nest of of Marley
Freeze somethin’ for an after party, and Balenciaga fill arenas twice
‘TIl these motherfuckers get me though
Iceberg, shorty, ma’fuck your Disney store
And remove your words, G, Double-O D, MMG, we good
Got Zamunda furs, don’t know ’bout King, but Pusha’s semi cold
My nigga Jeezy, OVA, I hope you hear these flows
Behind them walls, stealin’ our thoughts, the city know

[Hook]

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The Lonely Island - YOLO Lyrics

YOLO Lyrics
by The Lonely Island Ft. Adam Levine & Kendrick Lamar

Adam Levine: YOLO

Andy: YOLO, you only live once.

The battle cry of a generation.
This life is a precious gift.
So don’t get too crazy,
it’s not worth the risk.

Chorus

Adam Levine:
You know that we are still young.
So don’t be dumb.
Don’t trust anyone,
cause you only live once.

Verse 1

Kiv: Ugh, you only live once,
thats the motto.
So take a chill pill,
ease off the throttle.

Jorm: Never go to loud clubs
cause it’s bad for your ears.
Your friends will all be sorry
when they can’t hear.

Andy: And stay the hell away from drugs
cause they’re not legal.
Then bury all your money in the backyard
like a beagle.

Kiv: Cause you should never trust a bank
They’ve been known to fail.
And never travel by car, a bus,
boat or by rail.

Jorm: And don’t travel by plane.
And don’t travel at all.
Built a bomb shelter basement
with titanium walls.

Andy: And where titanium suits
in case pianos fall on ya.
And never go in saunas
cause they’re crawlin’ with piranhas.

Kiv: And never take the stairs
cause they’re oftenl unsafe.
You only live once,
don’t let it go to waste.

CHORUS

Adam Levine:
You know that we are still young,
so hold off on the fun.
Cook your meat ’til it’s done,
cause you only live once.

Verse 2

Jorm: Yeah,
and here’s another piece of advice:
Stay away from kids
cause their hair is filled with mad lice.

Andy: There’s no such thing
as too much Purell.
This a cautionary tale,
word to George Orwell.

Kiv: So don’t 1980 force
any plugs into sockets.
Always wear a chastity belt
and triple lock it.

Jorm: Then hire a taster
make him check your food for poison.
And if you think your mailman is a spy
then destroy him.

Andy: No blankets or pajamas
they can kill you in your sleep.
Two words about furniture:
killing machines.

Kiv: Board your windows up
the sun is bad for your health.
And always wear a straight jacket
so your safe from yourself.

Kendrick Lamar:
Take no chances (no chances)
Stop freelancin’ (right now)
Invest in your future,
don’t dilute your finances (uh huh)
401K, make sure it’s low risk
Then get some real estate (how much?)
4.2%Thirty year mortgage,
that’s important, that’s a great deal
And if you can’t afford it,
don’t forge it on your last bill
Renting is for suckers right now
A dependable savings,
and you’ll retire with money in your account.
Beast.

All:
YOLO, say no no.
Isolate yourself
and just roll solo
Be care-folo
You oughta look out
also stands for YOLO.

Chorus

Adam Levine:
You know that we are still young.
Burn the prints off your thumbs.
Then pull out all your teeth,
so you can’t bite your tongue.

Only on this earth for a short time, time
So don’t go outside, cause you don’t want to die, die.

Just take our advice and hide
and scream YOLO to the sky.

Andy: You oughta look out.

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Yelawolf - Hammertime Lyrics (ft. Rittz)

Hammertime Lyrics
by Yelawolf (Ft. Rittz)

[Hook]
I’m getting’ drunk – Hammertime
What you say, punk? Hammertime
That one is yours – this one is mine
Raise it up – Hammertime
Hammertime, hammertime, hammertime, hammertime
That one is yours – that one is mine
Raise it up – Hammertime

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Pull me over ’cause I’m fallin’ over, strayin’ North
Runnin’ over rappers, drunk – “Hello, Mama – How was church?”
Another Sunday and I’m wakin’ up
feelin’ like I ate a bowl of shit for dessert
For the first day of Christmas I want bud
Second day of Christmas I want Jack
Me and Santa Claus gonna crawl through the city in the Chevy
throwin’ rocks at your front door, now
Shady Records, buddy, you don’t wanna war with that
You feelin’ real good ’cause I’m feelin’ laid back
But if I wanna run around the wanna circle with the chopper
So I can slow your roll, then I’ll do it in fact
And I’ll run around your all-black Maybach
With a can of white paint like I came from the top
When the CD drops if you wanna tell your mama
that you wanna come play like you came from the sty
I’m right on time, don’t change the clock
With the prime of the rhyme – aim and cock
And the game’s on lock, got the game in the box
Poor are you, we got us on lock
Better put your mark, better get a job
Call the cops, find it all
‘Cause if I make a call, then the people that care about you
will never, ever, ever find you at all
Oh, nah! Hell nah! I don’t know an audit, football hundred
Crimson Tide, hand me a hundred
Yelawolf’s raw, yeah he’s done it
But I can’t afford to lose this gold
It’d be like drivin’ a Ford to the show
I’d rather walk and get my Chevy towed
To the front door of the bar, I’m sold

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rittz]
Hammertime, a Jack Daniels is an old friend of mine
I bought my lady friend a gin and lime
I’ve got my hand on her panty line
We took a pill so the feeling gets simplified
I snort a Zanny line and feel the drainers drip
Hard liquor when I’m sippin’, we don’t baby sit
Drunk, spittin’ like I’m sniffin’ on a baby’s bib
I could get hit by a freight train and live
But chicks, I’mma go hammer – I’mma go slam her
Try the Crown Royal with a little Goldschlager
Dude wanna go run us, mouth full of shit
I’mma bust him in the head with his so-called bottle
He gon’ need some cold water and a pack of ice
I ain’t no role model, got a bag of white
We bout to drive it out, we hoppin’ out
That’s somethin’ – those goons drivin’ drove from the flashin’ lights
We go HAM…

[Hook]

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Uncle Murda - Money Work Lyrics (ft. French Montana)

Money Work Lyrics
by Uncle Murda (Feat. French Montana)

[Hook]
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work

[Verse : Uncle Murda]
Bitch I let my money work in California
Bitch I’m with the mexicans, in Arizona
Bitch I’m talking pure white for every thousand grands
Bitch I’m talking white girls on the Peter Pan
Bitch I’m sitting at the light in some big shit
Talking big shit, listening to big shit
Quarter mill for my big chains, hey papi I need a hundred things
A hundred? Nigga you heard me a hundred things
Bitch I let my money work, I’m blowing thousands
Bitch I got my whole crew out of public housing
Town over tell me to tell Ross I got that
The police, the F boys, the DEA can’t stop that
That nina , that .40 , that AK I pop that
That Louis, that Gucci that flossy I rock that
That new girl with epic insomnia I got that
I got that,nigga you heard me I got that

[Hook]
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work

[Verse : French Montana]
I’m putting overtime bitch I let my money work
You know I overgrind bitch now I’m 20 worth (milli)
Still riding dirty hanging on the stake
Talking 40 shard kit for the break
Me and Murda on the back block swerving
Higher than a motherfucker feel turbulence
I let my money twerk, twerk let the bitches smurk,smurk
Let the dogs go, let them drivers skurve
I know some average sis, I know some porn stars
I own some bentley sis, I got some sports car
Underground we spend that, little bars I in that
Hottest niggas we been that ,fast cars we in that
Correct to try to save me ,won’t see me on a warning poster
Stand up with the work, count on money all in one motion
I’m talking same damn time ,
Knowing I’ma make ‘em when I was way back griding,coke boy

[Hook]
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work
Girl I let my money work ,work let my money work

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Kayla Brianna - I Got That Lyrics (ft. Meek Mill)

I Got That Lyrics
by Kayla Brianna (Feat. Meek Mill)

Pick a place on my estimon bitch I’m balling
killing all my haters tell your mama pick a coffee
hundred round shawty I just gotta pick a talk
put my name on the flying watch the party get retarded
and I’ll go crazy in that bitch, girl our baby in that bitch
got my lady on my dick ’cause I got like 80 on my wrist,
KOD I’ll make it rain, I know they aim me in that bitch,
’cause I’ll be there just throw the money like they pay me for that..dough
haters make me sick, so what?
ballin all you niggas callin time out, hold up,
and it ain’t time to go down,
you will never show up, looking at my rollie in the sense it’s time to blow up, go!

I’ma let my head down baby
yeah you know you see when you proper when I step right on the scene
I’ma hit the dance floor, baby
while my head is so addicted run the show and shake it like a tambourine
Hye, uh boy I see you watching me,
got your eyes on me, but to me can you follow me?
boy I see you watching me,
got your eyes on me, but tell me can you follow me?

[Chorus:]
Just what you say to me, is what you do to me,
show me baby if it’s really real
you’s better watch, just what you say to me,
what would you do to me,
flip it on and I’ll show you how I feel
I got that, I got that (bom bom bom bom, bom bom bom bom)
I got that, I got that (bom bom bom bom, bom bom bom bom)
I got that, I got that (bom bom bom bom, bom bom bom bom)
I got that, I got that (bom bom bom bom, bom bom bom bom)

Hey, I’ma take the lead boy,
poor it baby, let me get you at the speed boy,
I’ma have you on your knees boy,
you gonna run and tell your mom about me boy,
Uh boy I see you watching me,
I catch your eyes on me and tell me can you follow me?
boy I see you watching me,
catch your eyes on me but tell me can you follow me?

[Chorus:]

Okay, I’m balling like the heat
thousand dollars sneaks,
Louis Vuitton spikes on them like the bad click
I’ll check the hoe, let em check for me,
in this black and white Ferrari blow the whistle rap for free,
times right ’cause I ball though, suicide dough flow,
got this whole check for me you could call em war dough,
probably in the call low, bustin like the moe low,
’cause that time I’ll pull up on your niggas it’s a car show.

[Chorus:]

And I’ll drop the town, turn around, pick you back up
if you’re looking at me, sayin K that’s enough.
and I’ll drop the town, turn around, pick you back up,
if you’re looking at me, sayin K that’s enough.

Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom …

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August Alsina - I Luv This Shit Lyrics (ft. Trinidad James)

I Luv This Shit Lyrics
by August Alsina (Feat. Trinidad James)

[Intro: August Alsina]
Man I luv this shit
Man I luv this shit
Man I luv this shit
Man I luv this shit
and I luv this shit
and I luv this shit
and I luv this shit

[Verse 1: August Alsina]
Its 2 o’clock and Im faded
this kush feeling amazing
got a voice mail on my phone
from a lil breezy feeling X-rated
she told a nigga she hatin
im in the car and Im swervin
I walked into her bedroom
I put it down thats certain
man I stay on that Ciroc
man I stay taken shots
may your girl be on my jock

[Bridge: August Alsina]
maybe because Im everything your not
see I aint no bitch nigga no rich nigga
no snitch nigga Ima real nigga thats real nigga
Im just trying to chill cause
Im way too drunk to be talking like this
Im way too had to be trippin like this
Im way too young to be livin like this
ask me why I do it?
I’ma put it like this
God Damnit

[Hook: August Alsina]
I luv it, I luv it
I luv it, I luv it
God damnit I luv it
I luv it, I luv it
I luv it, I luv it
so I’ma keep on drinking cause I luv this shit
and Ima keep on smoking cause I luv this shit
and I’ma keep on grindin cause I luv this shit
she tell me keep fuckin cause she luv this shit
and I luv it

[Verse 2: August Alsina]
Rollin through my hood rolling up some good
shorty let be rolling on the wood
damn she rode it good
rollin over I aint sleepin over
now she rollin the eye
rollin on the floor laughing
cause she looks so surprised
Girl, you been around the block
and I been on that Ciroc
got your man circling the block

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Trinidad James]
What you know about love?
well love know about you
when I try something new
you refuse to believe that my love is true (God damn)
so I use all I got to prove to you
but the proof aint enough so you move onto the next dude like
what he gon do? (ha!)
I dont understand this girls (girls, girls, girls, girls)
I dont understand this girls (girls, girls, girls, girls)
looking for a real nigga
like in all the wrong places
and all the wrong ways
they dont care, they dont change cause
she gon do what she want
and that is okay
and he gon do what he want
and that is okay
I said I luv it, luv it, luv it, luv it (luv it, luv it)
he nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothin, nothing about it
lil bitch

[Hook]

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Cash Out - Exclusive Lyrics (ft. B.o.B.)

Exclusive Lyrics
by Cash Out (Feat. B.o.B.)

[Intro: Cash Out]
D, Do this one for you man
you say Exclusive
say a word man, I gotchu

[Hook: Cash Out]
and I land up in your city, my bitch is exclusive
at the top floor suite, made me exclusive
aint no used to rolling your weed, if that aint exclusive
aint nobody toppin me, yeah Im so exclusive
My money get old, call me Frank Zappa
and Im the shit, put me in pamper
at the top floor suite, made me exclusive
they no used to rolling your weed, if that aint exclusive

[Verse 1: Cash Out]
aint nobody stoppin me, I thought I told you so
Im #1, go check your Billboard
haaa, bitch nigga Im cashin out
your God damn right baby, oh yeah Im mashin out
Im at the top floor suite, hey when..
I got my gold on, I see you looking
but shooters ride, so you can took it
oops I mean take it
sometime I forget I made it
when Im faded
I hit a naughty B you know thats exclusive
these shoes up on me feet yeah they exclusive
yeah, and Im rappin with my eyes closed
and when I scream for the streets I spit it from my soul

[Hook]

[verse 2: B.o.B.]
look, when I land off in your city
on this type of flight theres no tiki
better hold your girlfriend closer
cause she choosen on the committee
she googled phone my business
she loose she known to be with it
but thang there was so deep
ass so wet your boyfriend so in it
man she so slippery
plus she bowlegged so theres more leverage
so she gon grip it
.. them tinted, roof with no ceiling
fuck emotional I wont rent em
no, I dont pay no holes I dont spend a thing
these are mine I dont rent a thing
barber cash on a private runway
ya’ll niggas never seen a plane
booku, booku, a nigga got bread on booku
back of the whip gettin blue tooth
couldn’t put my life on youtube
now you understand what the goose do nigga
your girl gon off too much liquor
and you can have your girlfriend back
but its up to you what you do with her

[Hook]

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Colette Carr - Why Are You Leaving? Lyrics (ft. Kev Nish)

Why Are You Leaving? Lyrics
by Colette Carr (Feat. Kev Nish)

Why O why are you leaving?
When I desperately need you
O why are you leaving?
I guess I will not know
O why are you leaving?
When I desperately need you
O why are you leaving
I guess I will not know
Oooo Oooo yea
I guess I will not know
Oo ooo Ooooo
I guess I will not know

Heavy-hitter to the heart what I step to
never spent a minute apart when I met you
the only one that got you the only one to get you
not I’m ripped apart and you’re the one I want to vent to
never should have let you
never should have met up
watch me turn my back first
so you can see me well up
all because you’re fed up
tryna hold my head high
decapitated I hate it I hate you.

You were like my calculator
I could always count on you
now you’re like I’ll see you later
and I don’t know what to do
counting all the times but none of this adds up
to the moon and back is taking off NASA
no solution keep it moving I dunno what the do
one plus one equals two too late too soon
no reason new truth,
you just decide it’d be cool to rip my heart out like its a loose tooth- bite me.

look, these days are like a speaker box got us so out of phase
we always said we’d keep it primo nothing could fade
I’m here the stay say my peace a million miles away
I never meant to ruff her feathers in the bed that we made
I admit sometimes I’m off into space
I try and fix all the things I cant change
but if I’m gone I’m never too far to say our love stays everlasting like bass.

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Cassie - All Gold All Girls (Remix) Lyrics (ft. Trina & Lola Monroe)

All Gold All Girls (Remix) Lyrics
by Cassie Ft. Trina & Lola Monroe

[Intro:]
Uh, uh, uh
All gold uh, uh, uh, uh
All gold!

I ain’t fuck with no bitches, bitches
We ain’t taking no pictures, pictures
Smoke weed and blow kisses (blow kisses)
Top speed and go missing (go missing)
You should be embarrassed (embarrassed)
Talking about me (about me)
Just shopping in Paris (Paris)
Minding my business (my business)!

[Chorus:]
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch, bitch!
Yes, I’m still shopping like fucking, let’s get it
Hate, but you love me, you just can’t admit it
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!

Gold chain, gold ring, gold ring
Stepping out and all go Channel
Go grill, go yeah, stay fly,
Said he wanna fly me around the whole world!
DJ, champagne, not me
Plus I found a king with a chauffeur
Blunt bitches, far back!
So what? Plus you Jose, put it no work!
What, what, what?
Why you’re talking all that shit?
Honestly, I don’t give a fuck
You won’t catch me with no broke nigga
I ain’t taking no pictures, no!
Middle finger to these bitches
Pot, pot to molly…
Uh, all that sees me as Cassy, yeah
Fly bitches, get money!

[Chorus:]
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga

Three bad bitches, but we’re mention though
With the top chopped off like Cassie, hoe
If your money land on me, then my pussy lame
And my clique all stars, no rookie game
But as she get tour, on my decor
Had the scream rich bitch shit…
24 karats gold is how we gonna…
Keep them spinning like a mother fucking Marry Gold
Queen Arrow, bring sorrow, coffee… Bugatti, a queen borrowed
Starbucks, cost racks, my queen sip, ace play your card, slut!
Hard top, soft top, that’s the tough core
Hundred bottles of Ciroc, that’s a… call
Body cold, hard code, fuck around and get my haters sipping all gold!

[Chorus:]
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigg

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Cody Simpson - Shine Supernova Lyrics

Shine Supernova Lyrics
by Cody Simpson

Flying through the galaxy
With supernova energy
Under pressure
Together
We’re so much better
So much better
You know

And if a shooting star would cross the sky tonight
We’d be super heroes
Winning every fight
Side by side
We come alive
Standing on your shoulders I can touch the sky

Out of the darkness
Blazing
You finally made it
Burning bright as the sun expanding
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine

She’s like a supernova
Burns so amazing
We fly high and watch down
You make me
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Together we shine

Force field made of you and me
Nothing can stop this energy
Together
Forver
We’re so much better
So much better
You know

Breaking through reality
We’re soaring to infinity
There’s no matter
Wherever
We fly together
Defiying gravity
And if a shooting star would cross the sky tonight
We’d put in in the universe align
Side by side
We come alive
Standing on your shoulders I can touch the sky

Out of the darkness
Blazing
You finally made it
Burning bright as the sun expanding
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Shine

She’s like a superova
Burns so amazing
We fly high and watch down
You make me
Shine
Shine
Shine
Together we shine
Together we shine
Shine
Shine
Shine
Together we shine
Together we shine
Supernova baby
Oh yeah
Together we shine

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Rick Ross - Box Chevy Lyrics

Box Chevy Lyrics
by Rick Ross

[Skit]
[Intro: Rick Ross]
I smell pussy on these niggas man
c’mon let do it

[Bridge: Rick Ross]
I try to let you pussy niggas eat
its time to put your pussy boys to sleep
pussy niggas always wanna talk
Im busy gettin pussy like a fuckin boss

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I smell a pussy from a block away
lets shoot them pussies from a block away
they wanna see a nigga in a cage
baby mama gone should a nigga wage
I just went and got the Chevy sprayed
pussy nigga wanna scratch a nigga paint
pussy nigga wanna see you fall
you know to bring them choppers when you see me call
I tried to let them pussy niggas eat
its time to make you pussy boys extinct
I took a quarter Ki to boat conan
All my central Florida nigga straight bowty
broke down and brick em back in bartow
bell blade box Chevy on my car phone
J ville I went and bought a condo
back to the crib where I get it by the car load

[Hook: Rick Ross]
I started with a box Chevy
then I got the blue Lexus
my bitch stay down with me
so now she got the new Lexus

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I went and got my bitch her very own salon
get her hair do everyday do the fuck she want
I started in a box Chevy
now my watch a buck eighty
I heard the sane pussy niggas hatin’
the killers comin stay patient
I made a killing milkin okey chobey
Im talkin millions with that okey dokey
pop a molly now that bitch sweatin
or is it just a nigga necklace?
I tried to let you pussy niggas eat
I pray that all you pussy boys decease

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Hook]

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Blue - Black Box Lyrics (ft. Bruno Mars)

Black Box Lyrics
by Blue (Feat. Bruno Mars)

Sending out a mayday
We’re going down
The thing we could have done
Would have turned it round
Everything we had scattered everywhere
Searching through the wreckage of a love affair

Got something to say?
Say it to me
Not everyone else
You say that I’m to blame
My words are in vain
Don’t go fooling yourself

There’s a little black box here
Somewhere in the ocean
Holding all the truth about us
There’s a little black box
A record of emotion
Everything that ever was

You may deny it
But when I find it
I’m gonna play it aloud to the world
There’s a little black box
There’s a little black box

Living under pressure when you get deep
You left me on my own at six hundred feet
I was looking round for a little help
But everyone was looking out for themselves

Got something to say?
Say it to me
Not everyone else
You say that I’m to blame
My words are in vain
Don’t go fooling yourself

There’s a little black box here
Somewhere in the ocean
Holding all the truth about us
There’s a little black box
A record of emotion
Everything that ever was

You may deny it
But when I find it
I’m gonna play it aloud to the world
There’s a little black box
There’s a little black box

You can’t stop a true survivor
You’ll discover that on your own
Cause I’m a true survivor
And I’ll be there after you’re gone
Long after you’re gone

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The Strokes - One Way Trigger Lyrics

One Way Trigger Lyrics
by The Strokes

Interesting up there, all seems the same
… isn’t mad, but it was not pride
Tell me, tell me, oh tell me stay
Show me, show me, show me a better plan
In some ways, it’s someone else’s plan
Hearing it(?) don’t smile

[Pre-chorus:]
You ask me to stay,
You ask me to stay,
You ask me to stay,
But there’s a million reasons to live

[Chorus:]
Find a job, find a ṗlan, find a role
Find a job, settle down out of town
Find a dream, shine now!

Please, please don’t point that ways
Just to trigger everything all once and you’ll be unafraid
I wish that I cold notice, but it never was that way
This island statue God is gone, gone, gone

Tell me, tell me won’t you understand?
Show me, show me, show me

[Pre-chorus:]
You ask me to stay,
You ask me to stay,
You ask me to stay,
But there’s a million reasons to live

Show me what to say, show me what to do
Show me where to see, show me what to do

[Chorus:]
Find a job, find a friend
Find a role, find a dog
Settle down out of town
Find a dream, shine now!

I don’t wanna tell you baby(?)
I want another day to live without your lovely rose(?)
But I’m waiting for your touch
And you wait for little me

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Betty Who - Somebody Loves You Lyrics



Somebody Loves You Lyrics
by Betty Who

Who’s around when the days feel long
Who’s around when you can’t be strong
Who’s around when you’re losing your mind
Who cares that you get home safe
Who knows you can’t be replaced
Who thinks that you’re one of a kind

Somebody misses you when you’re away
They wanna wake up with you everyday
Somebody wants to hear you say
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you

I’m around when your head is heavy
I’m around when your hands aren’t steady
I’m around when your day’s gone all wrong
I care that you feel at home
Cause I know that you feel alone
I think you’re going to miss me when I’m gone

Somebody misses you when you’re away
They wanna wake up with you everyday
Somebody wants to hear you say
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you

Why don’t you come on over
Why don’t you lay me down
Does the pain feel better
When I’m around
If I am good to you
Won’t you be good to me
That’s how easy this should be

Somebody misses you when you’re away (Somebody misses you baby)
They wanna wake up with you everyday (They wanna wake up with you)
Somebody wants to hear you say (Oh they want you to say)
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you
Ooh somebody loves you

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Hundredth - Ruin Lyrics



Ruin Lyrics
by Hundredth

When it all bows to darkness
Natural Justice will be served
The only truth we can fathom,
Is the judgment of the earth
Water will try to drown itself,
Fire will try to burn
And what we take for granted, will take us in return
Woe to us thieves!
We, we’ve stolen our children’s souls

[Chorus:]
Heavy rain will come,
Wash the disease away
Storms will serve as punishment
For our refusal to obey
Hey! Hey!
Refusal to obey
Storms serve as punishment
For our refusal to obey

An age of refinement beyond our control
We must pay the toll
Water will try to drown itself,
Fire will try to burn
Earth will bury
Air return home
An age of refinement beyond our control
True consumption neither bought nor sold
Created or evolved
We must still ṗay the toll

[Chorus:]
Heavy rain will come,
Wash the disease away
Storms will serve as punishment
For our refusal to obey
Hey! Hey!
Refusal to obey
Storms serve as punishment
For our refusal to obey

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Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Let The Day Begin Lyrics

Let The Day Begin Lyrics
by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Here’s to the babies in a blind new world,
Here’s to the beauty of the stars
Here’s to the travelers on the open world
Here’s to the dreamers in the bars
Here’s to the teachers in the crowded rooms
Here’s to the workers in the fields
Here’s to the ṗreachers of the sacred word
Here’s to the drivers at the wheels
Here’s to you my love let the day begin
Here’s to you my love with blessings from above, let the day begin

Here’s to the winners of the human race,
Here’s to the losers in the game
Here’s to the soldiers of the bitter world
Here’s to the water that’s their names
Here’s to you my love let the day begin
Here’s to you my love with blessings from above, let the day begin
Day begin, day begin, day start.

Here’s to the doctors and their healing work
Here’s to the loved ones in the can
Here’s to the strangers on the streets tonight
Here’s to the lonely everywhere
Here’s to the whistle from the mouths of bets
Here’s to the lions and their kids
Here’s to the struggles of the silent war
Here’s to the clouding of age
Here’s to you my little love, let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love, let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love, let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love, let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love with blessings from above
Let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love with blessings from above
Let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love with blessings from above
Let the day begin
Here’s to you my little love with blessings from above
Let the day begin

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Tegan and Sara - I Couldn’t Be Your Friend Lyrics

I Couldn’t Be Your Friend Lyrics
by Tegan and Sara

[Verse 1:]
Does your hear ache when you get around me?
Does your break when you think about me?
Now you wanna say, I was a liar
Let you astray, I won’t deny it
I did what they thought would be good for me
Now you wanna cry, call me a cheater
Left you to die, though I did neither
Thought that it would, that it would be best for me

[Chorus:]
Do you cry? Oh, do your worst
Do you talk? Oh do your worst
I couldn’t be your friend even if I tried again
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)
Try to conceal it, I won’t believe it
Even if I tried again
O-o-o-oh
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)

[Verse 2:]
Does your body shake when you get around me?
Does your body wake when you think about me?
Now you wanna say, I was a criminal
Stole you away, that sounds so fictional
I did what they thought would be good for me

[Chorus:]
Do you cry? Oh, do your worst
Do you talk? Oh do your worst
I couldn’t be your friend even if I tried again
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)
Try to conceal it, I won’t believe it
Even if I tried again
O-o-o-oh
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)

Now you wanna say you had it all, oh-oh-o-oh
Now you wanna say you had me all wrong
Now you wanna say you had me all wrong
Now you wanna šay you had me all wrong
Oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus:]
Do you cry? Oh, do your worst
Do you talk? Oh do your worst
I couldn’t be your friend even if I tried again
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)
Try to conceal it, I won’t believe it
Even if I tried again
O-o-o-oh
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)
Try to conceal it, I won’t believe it
Even if I tried again
O-o-o-oh
I couldn’t be your friend
(wouldn’t be your friend)

o-o-o-o-o-oh-oh-oh-oh
O-o-o-oh
o-o-o-o-o-oh-oh-oh-oh
O-o-o-oh
Couldn’t be your friend

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Ester Dean - How You Love It Lyrics (ft. Missy Elliott)

How You Love It Lyrics
by Ester Dean Ft. Missy Elliott

[Verse 1: Ester Dean]
How you doin’? How you get it in?
How you keep ‘em comin’? Tell me how break ‘em in
What’s the secret? You keep ‘em disciplined
Got them girls walkin’ in the cut to get it in

[Pre-Hook: Ester Dean]
You don’t want them callin’ ?
If you got what they say, I want you to show me
Show me how you touch ‘em, show me how you love ‘em
How you love ‘em, how you-how you love ‘em

[Hook: Ester Dean]
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
Can you do it like this? Can you do it like that?
If you do it like this, then I do it right back
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah

[Verse 2: Ester Dean]
How you doin’? How you get it in?
Talkin’ ain’t gon’ do it, I need more than gossipin’
Got you blushin’, hit that, recommend me
A old school classic while they followin’ a trend

[Pre-Hook: Ester Dean]
You don’t want them callin’ ?
If you got what they say, I want you to show me
Show me how you touch ‘em, show me how you love ‘em
How you love ‘em, how you-how you love ‘em

[Hook: Ester Dean]
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
Can you do it like this? Can you do it like that?
If you do it like this, then I do it right back
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah

[Verse 3: Missy Elliott]
See me ride the whip, like a 6-4
Legs up in the air like a Lamborghini door
When I’m done with him, I take him back like a rental
That’s the ? you could check out my credential
?, Miss Demean, we pop them things
Wanna know what I mean?
That means ching-a-ling, that means green
? up on the scene with a gangster lean and a triple beam
? clean like I spring I be ?

[Hook: Ester Dean]
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
Can you do it like this? Can you do it like that?
If you do it like this, then I do it right back
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah

[Outro: Ester Dean]
Can you do it like this? Can you do it like that?
If you do it like this, then I do it right back
How you love it, how you love it
How you love it, how you love it, how you love it, yeah
How you doin’? How you get it in?
How you keep ‘em comin’? Tell me how break ‘em in

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Eve - She Bad Bad (Remix) Lyrics (ft. Pusha T & Juicy J)

She Bad Bad (Remix) Lyrics
by Eve Ft. Pusha T & Juicy J

[Hook]
Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad
Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad
Oh she bad bad, oh she bad bad
Oh she bad bad

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Eve, I like that, you got 'em callin' my name
Oh she bad bad, you know she that bad
Potluck Push, dip your hand in my grabbag
Matblack Benz, perfect for my black ass
Only know who's in it when I open the back halve
Hot as a backdraft, they know he on fire
Any nigga deny it, you call his mother a liar
Only hit him with spire, if she like it I buy it
Trynna take her ghetto chic and put her up on designer
She don't fuck with the buyers, all she know is suppliers
How to watch the drug money, hide it under the dryers
Oh she bad bad, so fly she jet lagged
Eve let 'em go, we both know that the best last

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Eve]
Yeah, that’s right, I’m badder than them
E-V-E, the cataclysm
Blow 'em out the fucking water
Kill ‘em dead, called a slaughter
Ain’t my fault, I had it built up
Had to get it out my system
Now I’m back
Forget about them other chicks, man, you won’t miss ‘em
Yeah, E-V-E hungry like a lion
I ain’t never easy
Never scared, why you tryin'?
Your gimmick make me sicky
What you're sellin' I ain't buyin'
Man, I live up at the top so you keep climbin'
No they can never catch-a
Me, I’m the chick that keep ‘em under pressure
And every nigga smell her wanna sex her
They say they won't protect her
But really they just want kiss and caress her
Now sit your ass down
Cause class is now in session

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Rollin' papers and rollin' swishers
Gettin' high as a light fixture
In the club with a bag of money
Gettin' becky from a white stripper
Watch cold as a igloo, chain cold as a icicle
You might think I'm ballin' out
But this how I live my life, nigga
You say that's your wife, not tonight nigga
I'll go spend a night with her, stick this pipe to her
When she leave she say my name
Juicy J he did his thing
I'm leavin' with her best friend
She know what's up, we trippy mane
She want a hustler on his job, not you foo-foo niggas
She want a hustler on his job, I got ?
All across the nation, take your chick on vacation
I'm gettin' dome while I'm in a foreign racer

[Hook]

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Havoc - Tell Me To My Face Lyrics (ft. Royce Da 5’9″)

Tell Me To My Face Lyrics
by Havoc Ft. Royce Da 5’9″

[Verse 1: Havoc]
One for my troubles – two for the money
Haters feelin’ some kind of way and I don’t give a fuck, B
Take the good with the bad, toastin’, raisin’ my glass
Shorty want my attention, she backin’ up that ass
We fornicate, I’m all she ate, I’m puffin’ on that loud
High as a helicopter – I’m standin’ on a cloud
Livin’ life to the fullest, and smokin’ on that good shit
Got to find a way to do it, and now you findin’ excuses?
Shorty, get with the movement – stop livin’ that illusion
Them niggas you look up to is under my influence
Yeah – your Grammy artists and your Moo Man winners
I’m the reason they even got a speech to deliver
I’m certified hood, anywhere I go I’m good
If you knew better you’d do better, you wouldn’t if you could
The world is a cold place, got on my leather bomber
My intent is foul with a smile, I’ll be Obama

[Hook: Havoc]
For what it’s worth, I don’t do the back and forth
Let’s get it over, nigga, tell me to my face
Everybody talkin’ like a killer, I ain’t with it
I say “do it, grow some balls, nigga, tell me to my face”
Feelin’ any kind of way, and do this shit night or day
We don’t play with ‘em, we aim ‘em at your face
I’ll tell you now, I ain’t playin’ with you clowns, I never will
Wipe that smile off your motherfuckin’ face

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9]
Yeah – when rhyme performing,
diamonds on him looking like shining armor
So when I die, you just supply my body with iron embalming
I’m buying up everybody, from the highest to the hired informant
By deploying words like a thesaurus, I’ve acquired employment
From lying dormant, quiet as Mormons
To buying up foreign properties, but now I’m goin’ prophecy
We’re all going in, profits, war and robbery
Fuck my trigger finger, the whole arm’s itching, I got the poison ivy
I won’t stop until your eyes go mahogany
This is my backyard barbecue flow
I’m living by the honorable artistry code
I went about as far as honesty goes
And that’s good as gold, mind, body and soul
I’m outside of me watching my body
…body guide body to the inside of me
Thinks quicker than the outside of me
Pops mollies and drinks liquor
So hiccup…
Either be a rhymer or be Vietnam
Now run along and tell your complete circle to be around

[Hook: Havoc]

[Verse 3: Havoc]
From day one, had that feelin’ I would get that paper
All my competition crumpled like vanilla wafers
Ice runnin’ through my veins, sippin’ Hennessey, no chaser
You know what I made’s a product of my environment
Single for the soldiers on my team that ironed this
The iron spit, yeah, and we cry “rich”
Always on that fly shit, that real nigga fly shit
Wildin’, bangin’ that Big “Ready To Die” shit
Stylin’ on these niggas then you know I throw up my shit

[Hook: Havoc]

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Casey Veggies - She In My Car Lyrics (ft. Dom Kennedy)

She In My Car Lyrics
by Casey Veggies Ft. Dom Kennedy

[Intro: Casey Veggies]
Yeah
Life rhymes
That’s all I know
That’s all I do

[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
Yo – I got some problems that you can’t relate
I got some condos that be out of state
We got Serato at the spot, though
And we party with some bottles, go full throttle, that’s the motto
If I pull up, she gon’ follow
Used to hit, all them potholes
Picked up the tour van in Chicago now we pullin’ up in drop Rolls
She passin’ out, I be revivin’ hoes
I gotta sit down, we passin’ out at the Bellagio
She hand it to me like I audit that
She hand it to me, I’m up the middle, see my quarterback
Been hittin’ sit ups, runnin’ laps, tryna get my core intact
‘Cause I look around, and my elders teach me time’ll pass
‘Cause it’s been fast since the last time I got a hall pass
Said I was goin’ to the bathroom, but really, I just wanted to swag
Lunch time, everything fine
When the bell ring we’ll be doing the day
Either we gon’ make a dollar or we gon’ try to make away

[Hook: Casey Veggies]
My shit – that shit sound hard
After my show – she in my car
Started a hustle – now we stars
We hit the strip
She in my car, she in my car, she in my car
She in my car, she in my car, she in my car
She in my car, she in my car, her problems solved
Said this my shit – that shit sound hard
After my show – she in my car
Started a hustle – and now we stars
And now we stars

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]
So bring it to me like I ordered that
I’m downtown in my corner flat
Yeah – screamin’ “other people’s money, nigga”
So right now I don’t wanna rap
‘Cause I’m that nigga you don’t wanna jack
Yeah – she leave me, I don’t want her back
I got hoes, I don’t want her back
I got hoes, I don’t want her back
So shout out to Veggies
I’m not doin’ no feature for no nigga except me
My mom she love Pepsi, but me, I drink Beck’s, see?
Times are real hard, but the Lord will protect me
My niggas gon’ rep me, bitches gon’ text me
I’m fuckin’ with Lexi, on weekends especially
Write ‘til my hand hurt and then I go lefty
You want it? Come test me
And you’ll end up resting

[Hook: Casey Veggies]

[Outro: Casey Veggies]
Yeah
Life rhymes
That’s all I know
That’s all I do

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YG - Don’t Trust Lyrics (ft. Young Scooter)

Don't Trust Lyrics
by YG Ft. Young Scooter

[Intro]
Roll that shit up, nigga
That California…
(Put that on the beat, hoe)

[Hook]
I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
But hopefully none of us go – we keep gettin’ money
We stay one hundred, and I’ll put the Rollie up for hoes
We don’t trust you niggas… fuck you niggas
We don’t trust you niggas
We don’t trust you niggas… fuck you niggas
We don’t trust you niggas

[Verse 1: YG]
We don’t trust you niggas…
We’ll fuck your bitch, then make her fuck my clique
If I can’t get you…
Then I’mma get her – and play piano with her clit
Niggas try and go against the clique
But how some broke niggas gon’ go against rich?
It’s all bad if I crack your bitch, I’m gettin’ money
I should go gold, this is thick, yeah
They say you live and your learn, well I learned
Niggas won’t be shite with a perm
Youse fuckin’ with me, now it’s fuckin’ with me
You say you real? Then you a real-ass dummy
Karma might have somebody pop your bitch ass
Now your mama hopin’ she ain’t lost your bitch ass
Keep callin’ my phone, askin’ me for favors
So I had to put a block on your bitch ass

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – Young Scooter]
EBG, everybody get it
Certified young nigga give a damn ‘bout a nigga
YG man, fuck these niggas
If a nigga cross us we’ll hash out a nigga
Can’t compete my right hand with my left hand
Glocks don’t jam, shootin’ shots at you niggas
Bad bitch she in California and rollin’ California, OG kush, nigga
When I’m in the club, shooters outside
They don’t give a damn ‘bout a nigga standin’ in the crowd
If a hater turnt up, lift my head up
Bet them young niggas gon’ turn his ass down
I don’t trust nobody, don’t trust me
Took a lot of niggas’ shit when I was on E
You know Young Scooter you know the street
Man, fuck y’all niggas, ‘cause I gotta eat

[Hook]

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Paramore - Now Lyrics



Now Lyrics
by Paramore

Don’t try to take this from me
Don’t try to take this from me
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

Don’t try to take this from me
Don’t try to take this from me
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

Feels like I’m waken from the dead
And everyone’s been waitin’ on me
‘Least now I’ll never have to wonder
What it’s like to sleep a year away
But were we indestructible
I thought that we could brave it all (all)
I never thought that what would take me out
Was hiding down below

Lost the battle, win the war
I’m bringing my sinking ship back to the shore
We’re starting over, or head back in
There’s a time and a place to die but this ain’t it

If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

Don’t try to take this from me
Don’t try to take this from me
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

Don’t try to take this from me
Don’t try to take this from me
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Wish I could find a crystal ball
For the days I feel completely worthless
You know I’d use it all for good
I would not take it for granted (granted)
Instead, I’d have some memories
For the days I don’t feel anything
At least, they would remind me
Not to make the same mistakes again

Lost the battle, win the war
I’m bringing my sinking ship back to the shore
We’re starting over or head back in
There’s a time and a place to die but this ain’t it

If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

There’s a time and a place to die

There’s a time and a place to die
And this ain’t it

There’s a time and a place to die
And this ain’t it, this ain’t it
This ain’t it

There’s a time and a place to die
There’s a time and a place to die
But this ain’t it, no

If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
If there’s a future, we want it now
(Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow)

If there’s a future, we want it
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Now-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow

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The Saturdays - Somebody Else’s Life Lyrics

Somebody Else's Life Lyrics
by The Saturdays

You know that there’s magic in this city
Feels like this is somebody else’s life
Don’t know the way to go
(the way to go)
And it doesn’t matter
Feels like I’m living somebody else’s life

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Killa Kyleon - Cadillac Lyrics

Cadillac Lyrics
by Killa Kyleon

Yeah, trill, check 1,2, what it do
Run it, hey, yeah, let’s go!

[Hook]
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Chrome woman on my grill
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Look at the motherfucking wheels
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Candy paint, no top on it
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Me almighty put the pop on it

No vipers when I pull up on you niggas
I got your baby with me when I pull up on you niggas
Dukes in my soda got a fuck up on your niggas
Strap on my lap, don’t make me pull up on you niggas
Candy paint wet like the sea wall
You buy 20 deep we on the see wall
Nothin less than 17 when we growl
None of my niggas whoop, but we street ball
M1, what it do nigga
26 by 9’s damn it’s true niggas
That’s loud talk for you new niggas
South or north side, red or blue nigga, yeah!

[Hook]
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Chrome woman on my grill
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Look at the motherfucking wheels
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Candy paint, no top on it
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Me almighty put the pop on it

Tail michael art, teas I need a seat change
Me al capone and buck and them green thangs
It’s for my niggas out the stand and them green thangs
No less than 2 racks in they jeans maine
It’s for the south bank niggas what the deal tol
Ak for pussy niggas, call em dildos
Ct, call em still toes, screw gone but the south side still hoe
It’s for my nigga rock, in that blue thang
My stoody wood niggas in them blue frames
Frehs out the lot I’m in that new thang
Brand new vogues, call em shoe strangs

[Hook]
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Chrome woman on my grill
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Look at the motherfucking wheels
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Candy paint, no top on it
I’m so in love with my cadillac
Me almighty put the pop on it.

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Jasmine Villegas - Paint A Smile Lyrics



Paint A Smile Lyrics
by Jasmine Villegas

Like a car chase
On the highway
We were going nowhere real fast
I let your tear my heart out
I wear it on my sleeve now
I thought I’d never take my foot off the gas

You made me smear my makeup
Nothing but dried, black mascara
I’m letting it go…

Tears won’t last forever
Life only gets better
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

Break my heart, it won’t matter
I’ll piece it back together
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah

I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

I’ll forgive you
But I’d never kiss you
You’ll miss my strawberry lipstick
Yeah, I hope it hit you
Just like a missile
Promise you’ll never find a better chick

You made me smear my makeup
Nothing but dried, black mascara
I’m letting it go…

Tears won’t last forever
Life only gets better
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

Break my heart, it won’t matter
I’ll piece it back together
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah

I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

I’m gonna keep my head up, precious all
It’s time I feel pretty all over again
Whatever the cost, I’ll take a loss
Yeah, it’s time that I get back to me

Tears won’t last forever
Life only gets better
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

Break my heart, it won’t matter
I’ll piece it back together
When the world lets me down
I’ll paint a smile on,
Paint a smile on

And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah
And I’m gonna say
Oh, oh woah, oh-oh, oh woah

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Lady Antebellum - Downtown Lyrics

Downtown Lyrics
by Lady Antebellum

Well, all the parties on the streets are talking, store front mannequins sleeping in lights.
We used to smoke while we were jaywalking like it was your birthday every other Saturday night.
Knew The bands so we never payed our cover.
Wrote our names on the bathroom tiles.
We never dressed to impress all the others,
They would let us in on a laid back kind of style.
But Boy you know it’s been a while.

I don’t know why you don’t take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I’m only counting on your cancellation,
Then I should be countin’ on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don’t know why you don’t take me downtown anymore.
Ohhhhhhh anymore.

I got some platforms sitting in the corner.
They wanna stroll on a city sidewalk.
I got a dress that’ll show a little uhhh uh but you ain’t getting uhh ohh if you don’t come pick me up (damn),
Show me off (wow), you might be tired but I’m not!

And I don’t know why you don’t take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I’m only counting on your cancellation,
Then I should be countin’ on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don’t know why you don’t take me downtown anymore.

I don’t know why you don’t take me down town like you got anywhere better to be.
Talk it up and give me the go round round like a good time tease.
I’m only counting on your cancellation, then I should be countin on you at my door.
Did you forget about how we went around,
I don’t know why you don’t take me downtown anymore.
Ohhh anymore. Yeah don’t know why you don’t take me downtown,
I don’t know why you don’t take me downtown anymore.
I just don’t get it

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A Friend In London - Rest from the Streets Lyrics (ft. Carly Rae Jepsen)



Rest from the Streets Lyrics
by A Friend In London Ft. Carly Rae Jepsen

The clock’s been running fast, fast tonight
You made your love bed crash in the light
And you look perfect, and I, I’m spinning around
I’m way off the ground tonight

The fire’s working, I like your beats
I’m in here searching, a rest from the streets
Your emberly eyes, your curvy beats
The smell of white lies, a rest from the streets

I like the firework baby,
I like the way that it saves me
I like the firework baby (baby)

The clock’s been running fast, fast tonight
Forget the future and the past, I’ll make you feel alright
And you look perfect, and I, I’m spinning around
I’m way off the ground tonight

The fire’s working, I like your beats
I’m in here searching, a rest from the streets
Your emberly eyes, your curvy beats
The smell of white lies, a rest from the streets

I like the firework baby,
I like the way that it saves me
I like the firework baby,
I like the way that it saves me
I like the firework baby, yeah

The fire’s working and I like your beats
I’m in here searching, a rest from the streets
Your emberly eyes, your curvy beats
The smell of white lies, a rest from the streets

I like the firework baby,
I like the way that it saves me
I like the firework baby

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