Rita Ora - Stay Pretty Lyrics

"Stay Pretty" is said to be a leftover from Rita's self-titled debut album "Ora".

Stay Pretty Lyrics by Rita Ora
Produced by Stargate

[Verse 1]
Do you know babe
What it's really like
To do your make-up
And get it just right?
Can you imagine, what we go through
Over and over, you think you do

Do you know that these heels been hurting my feet?
Do you know that I always gotta watch
What I eat?
Do you know that we gotta sit through 30 hours
To get our hair done?
Everyday in the mirror before we begin
Gotta put on our guard up, to keep it all in
It's a whole lot of work for a girl but we make it happen

[Chorus]
You can't imagine
All the things that I go through
To make sure you see me
In the perfect little way
All the things I do for you
You can't imagine
What it must be like for me
'Cause it's a man's world
And being a girl ain't easy
I stay pretty, oh
I stay pretty

[Verse 2]
Do you know, babe
What it feels like
To be your type
But not in your eyes
Like a beauty pageant
Or a one way
For every girl, everywhere
Each and everyday

Do you know that these heels been hurting my feet?
Do you know that I always gotta watch
What I eat?
Do you know that we gotta sit through 30 hours
Just to get our hair done?
Everyday in the mirror before we begin
Gotta put on our guard up, to keep it all in
It's a whole lotta work for a girl, but we make it happen
Yeah

[Chorus]
You can't imagine
All the things that I go through
To make sure you see me
In the perfect little way
All the things I do for you
You can't imagine
What it must be like for me
'Cause it's a man's world
And being a girl ain't easy
I stay pretty

[Outro]
Beauty skin deep
The one I need
To cover up everything that's through about me
I wish you didn't care about the clothes I wear
I gotta make sure that I look real good for you

[Chorus]
You can't imagine
All the things that I go through
To make sure you see me
In the perfect little way
All the things I do for you
You can't imagine
What it must be like for me
'Cause it's a man's world
And being a girl ain't easy
I stay pretty

You can't imagine
All the things that I go through
To make sure you see me
In the perfect little way
All the things I do for you
You can't imagine
What it must be like for me
'Cause it's a man's world
And being a girl ain't easy
I stay pretty
I stay pretty

Fabolous ft. Jeremih - Thim Slick Lyrics

Thim Slick Lyrics by Fabolous
Feat. Jeremih

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
Sometimes I like slim, sometimes I like thick
Sometimes I combine them and I like thim slick
Them slick probably went over your head
Couldn't lay up, I just went over for head
Made a change of plans when she bent over the bed
Now she on the balcony pint over the ledge
Been a few days, but I sent over some bread
It can get rough with tuition and ran over your head
Not to save hoes or rescue anybody
But a nigga know what stress do to the body
And I done seen you in your best shoes buzzing naughty
Shit be looking like fresh shoes on Bugatti's
And I don't who invented high heels
But I swear we all on one
And if you do know that man, girl
I be like ''where you know him from?''
You so slick, so small, curvy
Teeth all pearly, hair all curly
Was a Tom Boy, now you all girly
Never look tired, but you wake up all early
Hit the gym, keep it toned up
Progress pic, holding your phone up
Aw shit, waist getting smaller
Niggas on Instagram like ''damn, I need to call her''

[Hook: Jeremih](Fabolous)
That body perfect in my eyes
No matter what they say, everything looking just fine
You get that blessing in disguise
You wouldn't know, girl you got it
(Thim slick girls get me every time
Thim slick girls could get every dime)

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
She like ''hold up, let me throw on something light''
Bitch really went and threw on something tight
Came downstairs in her Superwoman tights like
''Dida dida, dida dida dida''
Damn, I ain't know you was holding like that
I ain't know brown skin Kelly Rowland like that
Never knew you had it with your sneaky ass
She said ''I never seen you looking with your peaking ass''
34, 24, 36
Finally got a selfie after taking thirty pics
36, 24, 40
D-cupa caption, double cup shorty
And it's angles to this shit, angles to this shit
Gotta hold her phone up and put the angle on the pics
And then they poke it out and put an angle on that hip
Having thirsty niggas come from every angle at that bitch
Lord, Heard when they thinner you get deeper in her
They say when they thicker they make you cum quicker
(Thim slick girls get me every time
Thim slick girls could get every dime)
That ass in the gym; squat life
Gotta show 'em love in the era of the shot life
This is all from my mama, this is not knife
Niggas love her shit, give a fuck about lights

[Hook]

Pia Mia - On My Mind Lyrics

On My Mind Lyrics by Pia Mia

[Pre-Chorus]
You, you’re on my mind
Like double time, I’m starting to need you
I can’t seem to find another light
I only repeat you

You’re on my…
You’re on my…
You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind
You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind

[Chorus]
I must admit
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)
I can’t resist
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)

[Verse]
They don’t say that I’m crazy
They don’t say that I’m wrong
You make me so weak but I never felt so strong
My home feel like a miracle, now turn like I’m that passer girl
You’re the one that I’m looking for
I got something that you should know

[Pre-Chorus]
You, you’re on my mind
Like double time, I’m starting to need you
I can’t seem to find another light
I only repeat you

You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind
You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind

[Chorus]
I must admit
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)
I can’t resist
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)

[Verse]
Your friends don’t get it, Pia what are you on?
Say that I’ll regret it, oh I’m a player, I’ll hang on
Climb down and I’m jamming now, so high and I’m thinkin now
I’m addicted to this sound, I ain’t never coming down

[Pre-Chorus]
You, you’re on my mind
Like double time, I’m starting to need you
I can’t seem to find another light
I only repeat you

You’re on my…
You’re on my…
You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind
You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind

[Chorus]
I must admit
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)
I can’t resist
You’re on my…
(You’re on my mi-i-i-i-ind)

[Bridge x2]
On, my, mind
I’m starting to need…
See, to, find
I only repeat

Troy Ave ft. Lloyd Banks - Your Style Lyrics

Your Style Lyrics by Troy Ave
Feat. Lloyd Banks

See now I went to the club and I ran into this girl
And she was telling bout how she feel and everything
Her name was New York
But she said Troy listen

She said yo new shit pumpin, you make us so proud
We’ve been wantin something this good for a while
But I’m not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist
And you know

She like my style, she like my flows
It ain’t no truck involved, she knows
I came for far from being low
Been on my grind and now it shows
Ain’t nobody round who sound like this
We ain’t the same, they rode that dick
Fuck them lames, get down with this
Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips

White feeter with the cake
She got the long hair, ain’t nothing fake
All blue thong with the stars on it
Layin in my bed and she all on it
The one back before I burn the cat
Two steppin in the club with my dogs all strapped
There for dough, playin with the bitches
A flashy young nigga before we took the pictures
I can take yo number, can’t be yo man
But you can act like it in yo Instagram
I like flippin grands and you like me
And if you into getting money baby you like me
Come on, I’m out here, sound the alarm
I heard one good girl is worth 1000 whores
One good song is worth 1000 tones
So before proceed wit yo boy

She said yo new shit pumpin, you make us so proud
We’ve been wantin something this good for a while
But I’m not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist
And you know

She like my style, she like my flows
It ain’t no truck involved, she knows
I came for far from being low
Been on my grind and now it shows
Ain’t nobody round who sound like this
We ain’t the same, they rode that dick
Fuck them lames, get down with this
Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips

Shawty got a thing for me, it’s only right I slide with her
Spoil with money ice and there was G’s there sayin
Poppin like I’m celebratin, spend a week in the pane
Next two cities I’mma sleep on the plane
One time for keeping it real
Still in yo heart where you stay
Liftin yo feet up, like the marksman I aim to leave em
Sometimes for all these non-believers, now we even
I think your run is a public of line up out of the seasons
You’re beside me for a reason
Come check the breeze out with the flyest nigga breathing
Everything here is mine for keeping
I see you’re reaching
You want that vibe back
Bodies on my Hawaii hat, gotta be in my Palm rap still
Catch a contact, chill
Gather yo mind back
We in from the gutter baby, hold out, shine that
New faces every morning, I recover
Feeling like we never knew each other

She said yo new shit pumpin, you make us so proud
We’ve been wantin something this good for a while
But I’m not fooled dimples on yo face
Cus when we dances I felt that fit full on yo waist
And you know

She like my style, she like my flows
It ain’t no truck involved, she knows
I came for far from being low
Been on my grind and now it shows
Ain’t nobody round who sound like this
We ain’t the same, they rode that dick
Fuck them lames, get down with this
Pop champagne, girl shake yo hips

Gucci Mane ft. Young Scooter - Tell Me Nothing Lyrics

Tell Me Nothing Lyrics by Gucci Mane
Feat. Young Scooter

[Intro]
Everything is precious
Make everything count
How my nigga Scooter say
Count up! Turn up!
Stand up
It’s East Atlanta’s finest nigga
It’s Guwop, turn up
Let’s go!
Guwop yea yea yeaaaa
Yea yea yea yea yeaaaaaa

[Verse]
Took my car to the babysitter cuz I drop my top off
Got babies, no babysitter
Hard nigga but I sell soft
Gucci Mane, I’m in the booth right now and me and Young Scooter bout to go off
And I smell like yo girlfriend mouth
I ain’t even washed my dick off
Gucci Mane, I’m bout to life off
It’s the real Gucci, no rip-offs
Don’t get me mad, I get pissed off
And I just might bitch slap yo boss
You’re not Chris Cross, you’re not Rick Ross
I’m a mob boss on my clique boss
From the jailhouse to the penthouse
From the movin house to the roomin house

[Bridge]
Nigga can’t tell me nothing
Nigga can’t tell me nothing
Check me out, you better check me out
Because a nigga can’t tell me nothing
Bitches can’t tell me nothing
Broke bitch what you talkin bout?
Bitches can’t tell me nothing
Bitch you don’t know who you talkin bout

[Hook]
Young Scooter & Gucci Mane, you can call me Goldmouth
Smoking all evening, sippin lean on those amounts
Bitch callin me for no reason
Wanna give me that slow mouth
Been there for that party,
Baby go and take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
I’ve been fienin for ya, baby gonna take them clothes off

[Verse]
Baby take yo clothes off, she suck me til I doze out
Lambo with the doors off, bitch threw me her clothes all
Bricks with me, I get em all
Trappin house is trap I lost
Fienin for that pussy, you know Scooter wanna break you out
In my house I got a vault, I don’t need no bank no more
All I want is free bands, you know I don’t need no hoes
I could buy a nigga hoe
Make her go home with no clothes
OG kush, that’s my cologne
By Julio, I’m going long
Brick Squad nigga, they putting on
Did a lot of plugs wrong
Ran off and threw the phone
Legal won’t see me no more
Kitchen full of white girls and I know everybody want em
Really in the dope game, this rap shit is just promotin

[Hook]
Young Scooter & Gucci Mane, you can call me Goldmouth
Smoking all evening, sippin lean on those amounts
Bitch callin me for no reason
Wanna give me that slow mouth
Been there for that party,
Baby go and take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
Take them clothes off, baby gonna take them clothes off
I’ve been fienin for ya, baby gonna take them clothes off

Elle Varner ft. Wale - Rover Lyrics

Rover Lyrics by Elle Varner
Feat. Wale

[Bridge:]
Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over (x2)

[Verse:]
Hit you at 8 then you better be awake by 9
Alright… if I say I’m on the way better put away your little nightgown
Girl, if you hit me at 10 you gon need a trench coat for a times
Cool and not really my style
But I arrive, I rose with no flaw

[Verse:]
Boy I’m coming over
Leave your key under the door
I can’t tell you when
But maybe sometime after 4
Save your energy, gonna need it
You can rest assured
I’m gonna make you feel like you never touched a girl before

[Pre-Chorus:]
When I come over tonight
When I come over tonight

(Chorus – part 1)
Want you to give me the love that I need
Gonna make you sweat, I’m gonna make you work for me
See I’m your lady but tonight I’ll be your freak
Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over

[Chorus: Part 2]
Jumping in my Rover (I’m coming over)
Jumping in my Rover (I’m coming over)
Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over
(Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over)

(Verse)
Grab me by my dress
And slowly tear it at the scene
Throw me on the bed
And baby I’ll try not to scream
I get so excited when you take control of me
Show me all the ways I can go ahead and fulfill your fantasy

[Pre-Chorus:]
When I come over tonight
When I come over tonight

[Chorus: Part 1:]
Want you to give me the love that I need
Gonna make you sweat, I’m gonna make you work for me
See I’m your lady but tonight I’ll be your freak
Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over

[Chorus: Part 2]
Jumping in my Rover (I’m coming over)
Jumping in my Rover (I’m coming over)
Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over
(Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over)

[Bridge:]
We can do it fast
We can do it slow
Baby what you want?
Baby let me know
Give it to me now
Take me on a ride
Everywhere we go
Gonna keep you up all night

Wale tho! Let’s get it

[Verse:]
Kiss bellow, I bet them toes curl up
Can I take a swim in here tho?
Couple strokes to the shore shows ah
Now you got a nigga hittin yo phone
I’m tryna get you to go
Know I’m doin the most, telling let me get them all
Just like (krookity blookity)
Is it getting me closer?
Was the chorus too slow?
Just know I’m feeling yo vibe
Man I give you ride, that’s when that feeling arrive, I get as low as a lie
Wanna know when I go up inside you go as high as Mariah
This is how you know it’s time to swing about
Worried what you wearin and what you doin to use the same reply
Let’s ride
Stop
Why?

(Jumping in my Rover, I’m coming over) (x2)

Jumping in my Rover
Jumping in my Rover…
I’m coming over…

Chris Brown - Wildcat Lyrics

Wildcat Lyrics by Chris Brown

Ounce of love is all I need
To fly with an angel
While the dealers die for it
The kush burn like bullets, both I’m chasin the green
I’m chiefin, seein

Time after time
Girl I need that strong shit
Top of the line
You know that stick icky wrong shit
You know there might be a time
Pretty young thing
Baby just try this
I got all the flavors
Got you fienin'

Oh oh
Girl I got you warming up so take off them clothes
We can do it anywhere
Have one cup, let’s go
Hallucinating this hit will make you see your ghosts
You’re mine, it’s alright

You said that you ain’t smoke in a while baby
So we gon' fuck and I’mma roll up
It’s getting loud, blowing on that loud girl
Baby I’mma work you out girl, work you out girl
I love you, Mary Jane

I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
Homie light that shit on fire, Mary Jane I’m poppin wit ya
I’m a hot box in your hot box
You just take it like a picture
I’mma go slower and slower
So high you flyin baby
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, l-l-lick you like, lick you like
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, baby so high we’re flyin yea

You so high, you fine baby
Smoke that shit, better give me a light
My private jet red eye baby
Give it to you good, beat it up
Yo pussy is a crybaby
Don’t stop, take it to the head
Yea yea

And I’m putting in work, that 9 to 5 baby
Coming round, you smoking brown
Let me bust that, switch you out baby
That white girl, them white papers
Let’s roll up, roll up
I’m off that green, she off that molly
I need a bottle of water
And everything good, the kitty got smilin

Oh oh
Girl I got you warming up so take off them clothes
We can do it anywhere
Have one cup, let’s go
Hallucinating this hit will make you see your ghosts
You’re mine, it’s alright

You said that you ain’t smoke in a while baby
So we gon fuck and I’mma roll up
It’s getting loud, blowing on that loud girl
Baby I’mma work you out girl, work you out girl
I love you, Mary Jane

I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
Homie light that shit on fire, Mary Jane I’m poppin wit ya
I’m a hot box in your hot box
You just take it like a picture
I’mma go slower and slower
So high you flyin baby
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, l-l-lick you like, lick you like
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, baby so high we’re flyin yea

Okay, hold up I’m bout to roll up
I got a pint, gon mix it with the Sprite, let me pour up
Hell of a night, 100 million dollar yacht
Never paid for the pussy but after this you gon owe us
Stick on the dick but don’t throw up
Break it down, bend you over
Always be, I’m off the THC
I guarantee that bitch nigga won’t show up
I’mma make the bitch box box
Nigga to yo look style, we gon pull up at Snoop’ house
Smoke it by the ounce (ounce), a nigga be too high
Man you’re star struck, kinda fucked
I’mma go HAM when I’m in it
I throw 100 bands when I’m winnin
What you sayin? It’s a limit?
She on my shoulder, getting closer
Now she a changed small

I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
Homie light that shit on fire, Mary Jane I’m poppin wit ya
I’m a hot box in your hot box
You just take it like a picture
I’mma go slower and slower
So high you flyin baby
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, l-l-lick you like, lick you like
I’mma break it down, baby lick you like a swisha
I’mma break it down, baby so high we’re flyin yea

Yeah, yeah wild
Yeah, yeah wild
Yeah, yeah wild
Yeah, yeah wild

Neon Hitch ft. Kinetics - Some Like It Hot Lyrics



Some Like It Hot Lyrics by Neon Hitch
Feat. Kinetics

I got a fever and incarnation
That’s what I got
You turn the heat on me
Some like it hot
They’re grow, starting a revolution
Take another shot
We like the way it burns
Some like it hot

I’m from that old chool
I play real cool
Cooler than the ice on my jean
Something’s still cold
But I like it hot

But I like it hot
But I like it hot
But I like it hot

[Kinetics]

Call up the engine
Ring up the station
A gypsy on the block
Love burns up the most
Like it or not

I’m on a 301, a train to paradise
That’s where it stops
Red light sneakers, sweats
Some like it hot

I’m from that old chool
I play real cool
Cooler than the ice on my jean
Something’s still cold
But I like it hot

But I like it hot
But I like it hot
But I like it hot

Rapsody - Betty Shabazz Lyrics

Betty Shabazz Lyrics by Rapsody

[Hook]
But I ain’t really talkin bout much, I’m just bustin (x4)
But I ain’t really…

[Verse]
Mind of Malcolm X, I Belafonte like Andre rep dirty morning raps
I’m more for brothers that try to step to me
Heard it all so whatever they talk is less to me
Bless homie, I shine my light on the world tonight
I’ve been beastin this evening, I got my tiger stripes
William SC, I’m livin a tiger’s life
Tryna get a piece of the pie, the cap messin eye in eye
Yea, might be a renegade, you been afraid
Show em Eminem, give no reason to speculate
Yea, they wiggin on Mo Parker
I’m mo parts of Biggie Andre and Carter
Caught yo mind in my raps, the night clearer than holy water
I’m in fact and perceptions, I told em my mindless daughter
She don’t give a damn
Bout who you are, just bout who I am
New sundown after sun god, born to advance
The acid rappin, now you rappers ain’t got a chance
Only Chance gave me a chance
Based on my lonely thought when others thought that I can’t
I’m Good and I’m John Wooten a champion
I’m the MNOP, it’s about to ante up
That’s the anthem, that’s end to your mind far from Kansas
Wiggin I’m Mo Parker, they ain’t got the answers
I’m the truth boy, no swinging at that opinion
Emotional roller coaster, they call me a king dominion
I’m the engine
Yea, rap got pride
Rap with a gift, rain danced on all odds
Better mend yo wives, they’ll never fuck with the squad
It’s jamming if you forgot
That I’m the greatest before I rock
Could be bad if you went to indoor and took in this guwop
I’m the beast in the shadows, they whisperin on the watch
(pa pa) that’s me takin aim at all of they spots
Dear pop, you sick of small pox, I know I love it
But I ain’t really talkin bout much, I’m just bustin
I ain’t really talkin bout love, needin a husband
I’m too young, having fun
Ain’t tryna to stress about nothing
Give me a second
I’ll burn you, I’ll burn you for the record
They couldn’t find a single drug in me like Eckert
Just naturally a beast, show them suckas my record
We turn and had a whirl when appetite like a pepper
Told em to think of now but most waited too long to rep it
Now I’m settin shop, realizing I’ve been separate
Second I ain’t my aim for everything they rejected
I made another weapon and niggas all wet pawns
Magnet insides, resembling oceans
Cry me a river, canoed it without a paddle
Hold it out, carry me, I guess I got similar powers yea uh
Mind of Malcolm X, I Belafonte for Nelson rep dirty morning raps
Push up when you fall, don’t be scared of death
Get down like tyrannosaurus rex and expire the next
It’s nada when you been to Nagasaki
At a rap party in Pate on all pop of the posses yea
I’m Tarzan, two strands away from animal
But like antelope, all these rappers is Amber Rose
I ain’t heard nothing hop since Control dropped
They takin longer than detox
They don’t wanna Voltron and so on
Pour on, feel my forearm, wear it like Luanne Rohan
Heart on sleeve, chief smile because we move on
Me CP, she go long, dupont,
Been a mutant since mama slipping coupons for tucsons and croutons
Do some damage, get at em like I’m a neutron, bouton
Pass on em, recycle em like a Mormon
I rained, it ain’t stormin
I’m ignorin all that female rappin shit’s ignorant
Competin with every emcee, come step if you wanna see us rap

[Hook]
But I ain’t really talkin bout much, I’m just bustin (x8)
But I ain’t really…

Troy Ave - Merry White Christmas Lyrics

Merry White Christmas Lyrics by Troy Ave

[Verse]
Who the hottest in New York? It’s really no debating
Real niggas say that to fix suckers be hatin
Like he likes but that nigga re-rhymes off his iPhone
No, nigga I’m texting yo girl meet me at my home
I always had dreams of a million while they was chillin
I’m a new Benz 4 wheelin from dope dealing
With a Rollie off track and a Rollie off rap
But I hit you a few times if you tryna take that
I’m ticked off, got on from a brick of salt
Was getting mad money OT when it kicked off
Out here I had a spot two doors down with heaters in the wall
And the fiends lined up like sneakers on the wall
Watch for the sneaks in the hole you peep
When you get em high, 05, take you down at yo peek
I’m in made with those made niggas get to point
I mush the codeine without the PCP in my joint
Nigga show yo bag, shipped in for marijuana
Got my chips up, had em flown in from Kilofonia
For the lower price, the nigga that rolled the dice
Lose 100 grand once, out here man but shit twice
Be the traitor already, I still don’t think I have it
Ain’t like I can call in sick, where’s my fragments?
If I take a loss then fuck it, I’m still gon eat
But as long as a nigga undefeated in these streets
It’s all good, it’s all good
Baby it’s all good, it’s all good
I’m from a broke hood
Where the guns go (blap)
And these niggas runnin
Cus they fuckin hoes
And we them niggas
And you fuckin know
Troy Ave motherfucker, I’m about to blow

[Hook]
While you was kissin that bitch under the mistletoe
I was hustling this shit, had to get this dough
Everything was all good but now that her man know
He gon put holes in yo ass like a tic tac toe
Nigga life’s a gamble, I’m into the risk
I bet it all every day just to get to the chips
I can’t afford to be played or get killed for a bitch
Thank the Lord as we pray, Merry White Christmas

[Verse]
I’m on a BQE with 2 pistols in a cup
And the light uptown, big booty splash bro
You know a nigga picky, hovaine here with me
And my honey Hennessey D, whippin the 7-60
Later on at night I’mma bury it in the dough
But for now I’m hatin Queens for a plate of that curvy gold damn
I don’t know what the fuck I want on the side
Matter fact you can give a nigga macaroni pie
A steak with cheese and shells, my squares flow steady
It’s really like I’m here eating already
I got 400 in this shoebox for real
I’m 600 away from making a mill
Give me 2 M’s today, I’m taking a deal
But for now this the motherfuckin gangsta grill

[Hook]
While you was kissin that bitch under the mistletoe
I was hustling this shit, had to get this dough
Everything was all good but now that her man know
He gon put holes in yo ass like a tic tac toe
Nigga life’s a gamble, I’m into the risk
I bet it all every day just to get to the chips
I can’t afford to be played or get killed for a bitch
Thank the Lord as we pray, Merry White Christmas

[Outro]
Merry White Christmas
My gift to the world is nothing but dope music
I promise to restore the feeling
Men do what they say and say what they mean
I told niggas I was gonna blow the fuck up
Oh!
Keep spreading the word
Keep spreading the gospel
Let these motherfuckers know
Troy Ave that nigga
Aye listen man
I told niggas I’m worth 1.2 million
They laughed at me
Now look
The price went the fuck up
I mean 2 million
I mean I’m just counting money right now in this motherfucker mane
BSB them niggas man
We got the highest quality of street music across the lane
I represent the east coast, New York City
Real niggas worldwide just like me
It’s a fact though
BSB records, the future is here
I’m the only nigga, and I speak chuck shit in yo ear
Yea, I seen other niggas get on
What I do?
I never hate it
I stay humble and stay workin
And I waited my motherfuckin turn
I’m like I ain’t waitin my turn, I’m makin my turn
Yea

Vic Mensa - Crazy Lyrics

Crazy Lyrics by Vic Mensa

[Intro:]
Yeah, SC what up?
Vic Mensa
SaveMoney

[Verse 1:]
Oh, so you mad
I swear these niggas is funny style, I’ma wipe ‘em out
I ain’t hearing money now unless it’s a precise amount
Trying to hold my sisters both by the wrist and ice ‘em out
Dress ‘em up, Neiman Marcus price ‘em out
Never been that type that you should have to think twice about
I spit that Lennox Lewis shit, the flow could knock Tyson out
Niggas can’t seem to stop shootin’ like you be after the dice come out
But I just keep shining cause the lights is out
Pitch black, serving out the gate across the street from where they pitch crack
Where folks throw their forks up in their wrist back
Militant music, that black fist rap
Kill ‘em on the low I’m like anthrax in gift wrap, breathe
Nigga pick a fvcking card I got cards up my sleeve
I know they doubt me cause my age if kinda hard to believe
But get in tune
If niggas ain’t with it yet I bet they gon’ be with it soon
And I just turned 17 this June, bitch

[Hook:]

[Verse 2:]
I gotta do what I gotta
I’m cold blooded feel the ice in my veins
I stay cool in the summer, but got the hottest shit on
And spit that flow to body any fvcking track I get on
I need that whip with leather seats for me to sit on
Tell ‘em [?] in a superficial
Shit is such a burden
Caught up on the border like I trying to bring a bird in
But you know I gotta get this bread
Sippin’ Captain Morgan with a pretty bitch up in my bed
I’m running down the list of things I’d like to do before I’m dead
Money moving, I’m trying to keep it popping
[?] like I’m sneaker shopping
I’m stacking up on that cheese like a pizza topping
Feel like death is creepin’ on me I hear that reaper knocking
But I ain’t going nigga, not without a fight
Cause I’ma get this shit before I die, put that on my life
I got a couple bad bitches in the [?] sniffing white
Sipping Dom Perignon on ice
Nigga you heard me

[Hook:]

Skeme - Like We Live Lyrics

Like We Live Lyrics by Skeme

I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin, I blow it up
I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin

Word! Chasin down a million fore I turn 25
And if they said I wasn’t shit then go and tell em that they lied
I bang Sace game forever, tell the dep you know that I rep
Took that long road and I’m on now and they wanna trace my steps
Sip that slow down, that screwed up, that Jim Jones that trill
Ask whoever it is you fuckin with and they’ll tell you that I’m real
I got dolla signs on dolla signs on dolla signs on commas
And you know I shit gold, man mo money mo problems word!

I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin, I blow it up
I ain’t got no patience cus shit here for real
Ridin the fast lane, get fast change, now tell me how you feel
If you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, live like we live
And if you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, you might live like we live like we

Look niggas savvy in street smarts, I keep my flow on retard
Life moving kinda fast now and I ain’t pressin no restart
My game tidy, no leotard
Can’t be a part of my clique
I know new niggas that wanna be that cus they see now I’m getting rich
I’m a west side nigga with some dark south ways
Pourin 4, rockin gold and no I ain’t got time to play
See I ain’t signed no deal yet and I bet my name ring a bell
And if life is a bitch with me she never kiss and tell

I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin, I blow it up
I ain’t got no patience cus shit here for real
Ridin the fast lane, get fast change, now tell me how you feel
If you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, live like we live
And if you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, you might live like we live like we

I’m ridin, emcee it’s baby bitch and they tellin me wussup
Tellin me wussup, tellin me wussup
I’m ridin, emcee it’s baby bitch and they tellin me wussup
Tellin me wussup, tellin me wussup

Trill ain’t dead, good to see a nigga still livin
Rappers catch yo C’s up and shit a nigga drink but you see I’m still sippin
We gon live livin this until the end of this
Hope to be swimming cus know what the business is
My homies down so we bout this livin
Won’t break up my pivot, I’m grindin and givin
Fo sho

I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin, I blow it up
I ain’t got no patience cus shit here for real
Ridin the fast lane, get fast change, now tell me how you feel
If you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, live like we live
And if you did the shit we did you might live like we live
Live like we live, you might live like we live like we

I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin, I blow it up
I stay down and pour it up
My gold shinin

Justin Bieber - One Life Lyrics

One Life Lyrics by Justin Bieber

So girl
You just be honest with me, I know we can make this work
Love you
I know that you afraid baby
But you don’t need to saved baby
You just need someone who understands
And I think I need the same, baby

Show me girl you real, let’s keep it honest
Always where you at and that’s a promise
Holdin up and never keep it from us
Nothing left between us, baby nothing

Tell me what you want, let’s keep it gangsta
Tell me who created you, I’d thank him
Holdin up and never keep it from us
Nothing left between us, baby

Hopefully you’ll give me a chance
All I want is love and romance
I wanna give it all, give it all to you

I wanna dream what you dream
Go where you go
Only have one life
And I only wanna live it with you
I wanna sleep where you sleep
Connect with your soul
We only get one life
Only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you

Tell me what you want, I can’t believe it
And know that if we make it there’s a reason
Sometimes the sun shines baby
Sometimes it ain’t breezy

Hope that maybe this time may be different
I told you I’m not making that commitment
Yea you took a shot and then you miss it
Ain’t nothing more attractive that I’m wishin

Hopefully you’ll give me a chance
All I want is love and romance
I wanna give it all, give it all to you

I wanna dream what you dream
Go where you go
Only have one life
And I only wanna live it with you
I wanna sleep where you sleep
Connect with your soul
We only get one life
Only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you

If I came to your crib
Would you open the door?
I don’t wanna go tonight
Hold no more
Said you wanted it bad but girl I wanted it more
You’re the only I wanna be with

I wanna dream what you dream
Go where you go
Only have one life
And I only wanna live it with you
I wanna sleep where you sleep
Connect with your soul
We only get one life
And I only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you
Only wanna live it with you

2 Chainz ft. Lil Wayne - Twerk Season Lyrics

2 Chainz Twerk Season 2013 has been the year of "twerk", and 2 Chainz and Lil' Wayne share a toast on that on their new collaboration "Twerk Season".

Twerk Season Lyrics by 2 Chainz
Feat. Lil Wayne

[Hook]
Say what the fuck going on, man it must be twerk season
Something in the air, it must be twerk season
Cuz they dancin', dancin', for no reason
Man they dancin', dancin', dancing for no reason
Bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Bitch twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch twerk

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Big up to my amigo, he gave me a kilo for my ego
Talkin' 'bout you "popped the molly"
You just took you a placebo
And my suit is Valentino, she is hot as ...
I can do a drive-by listening to Bobby Valentino
I can make her ass wiggle, I can get some cash with her
Talkin' 'bout your ex-boyfriend, fuck you and your last nigga
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit if you ain't talkin' 'bout us
Saying something in the air, y'all bitches ...
Twerk, twerk, twerk
Have you ever got some head while driving in reverse?
I ain't into backing up, but just in case I'm backing out
Now look how she reactin', now I put it in, she asking ow

[Hook]
Say what the fuck going on, man it must be twerk season
Something in the air, it must be twerk season
Cuz they dancin', dancin', for no reason
Man they dancin', dancin', dancing for no reason
Bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Bitch twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch twerk


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Big up to my lil' sweet ho
My ... ho
Keep it a C-note
When my main ho act like a pee hole
And that feel, that's Sub-Zero
I say one time for that bitch who just want dick and summin' to eat
Only want a number three, that's my pussy custody
I want a slim fine woman with some twerk with her
She ain't got no nosy friends, just a purse with her
She ain't got a lot of ass but I can work with her
Nigga, that's my cup of tea, ha, burnt my tongue
Oooh, she got a popcorn booty
Verytime I see that ass it make me wanna watch a movie
It's supposed to be a lot of hard working going on
But who the fuck can focus with all this twerkin going on?

[Hook]
Say what the fuck going on, man it must be twerk season
Something in the air, it must be twerk season
Cuz they dancin', dancin', for no reason
Man they dancin', dancin', dancing for no reason
Bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk
Bitch twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch, twerk, twerk, twerk, bitch twerk

Trey Songz - NaNa Lyrics

It's said to be part of the recording session of Trey's sixth studio album, due in stores in 2014. "NaNa" was produced by DJ Mustard.

NaNa Lyrics by Trey Songz

Put your hands in the air
Trigga
Put your, put your hands in the air

Ooh nana
Look what you did start it
Ooh nana
Why you gotta act so naughty
Ooh nana
I'm ''bout to spend all this cash
Ooh nana
If you keep shaking that oh oh!

Ooh nana
Put your hands in the air if you're loving tonight
Ooh nana
Keep your hands in the air if you're spending the night
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say it like
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say

Baby I'm the one you lying
I'mma get you as a liar
Oh yeah
I'mma give it to you right now
Best time oh your life, yeah, oh yeah
Baby when you ready tell the waitress get the check
Girl I know you ready I don't even gotta check
You been through the worst let me show you who the best
You know I'mma get you right, get them boys to the left, like

Ooh nana
Look what you did start it
Ooh nana
Why you gotta act so naughty
Ooh nana
I'm ''bout to spend all this cash
Ooh nana
If you keep shaking that oh oh!

Ooh nana
Put your hands in the air if you're loving tonight
Ooh nana
Keep your hands in the air if you're spending the night
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say it like
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say

You the one who's got a bed, yeah
You the one I've never had, yeah, oh yeah
All the problems you did have
Leave them broke fellas in the past, yeah, oh yeah
Girl you have good, but I could give you better
I'll have you take it bout forever
I'mma make you say

Ooh nana
Look what you did start it
Ooh nana
Why you gotta act so naughty
Ooh nana
I'm ''bout to spend all this cash
Ooh nana
If you keep shaking that oh oh!

Ooh nana
Put your hands in the air if you're loving tonight
Ooh nana
Keep your hands in the air if you're spending the night
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say it like
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say

I'm feeling lucky tonight
Everybody say
When we leave this party, you gon' love me tonight
Everybody say
You feeling lucky tonight
When we leave this party, you gon' love me tonight

Ooh nana
Put your hands in the air if you're loving tonight
Ooh nana
Keep your hands in the air if you're spending the night
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say it like
Ooh nana now na na na
Everybody say

Hands in the air
Na na na
Hands in the air
Na na na
Hands in the air
Na na na

Justin Bieber ft. Diplo & Big Sean - Memphis Lyrics

Memphis Lyrics by Justin Bieber
Feat. Diplo & Big Sean

[Intro]
I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

[Verse]
Girl you on my mind like 24/7
Every single time that I’m not with you
If you spend the night baby it could be heaven
Hit me on my line if you tryna come through

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel my heartbeat bumpin to the bass (boom boom boom boom)
She give me butterflies and they won’t go away (away away)
Under the stars she took my hand and said
I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

[Chorus x2]
I’d like to give you what you need
I’d try but you’re making it hard for me
How do I make you believe?
‘Cause I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

[Verse]
Every time in this thing girl something is missing
And wish that I could fix it, I wish things were different
What else? What else?
If you love me girl then say it
Say what else? What else?
If you wanna be my baby

[Pre-Chorus]
I feel my heartbeat bumpin to the bass (boom boom boom boom)
She give me butterflies and they won’t go away (away away)
Under the stars she took my hand and said
I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

[Chorus x2]
I’d like to give you what you need
I’d try but you’re making it hard for me
How do I make you believe?
‘Cause I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

[Bridge]
Is this what you want?
The baddest?
I know what you want… without askin
I hear one side to have it
I hear twice is a habit
Don’t get caught up in traffic
I heard that it’s hazardous storm and I’m sorry, let’s do that on the mattress

[Verse]
I just keep askin is it real? Is it real?
Look tell me is it real?
Yep, real enough to go and get it tatted
Getting flowers, now you look like you won a pageant
I can take you to the crib, condo, where the cabin wussup?
If you make it I can make it happen, I can grant it
Don’t you think my granny fell for granted
I know that’s how she end 10, we ain’t even cappin and to leave this bed
I’mma need a fuckin ransom,
Man I got er screamin finally famous when we fly around
Never lie to you less I lyin down
I put the writing on the wall
But you don’t understand it all like we in China Town
We one in one, both one live once
And when you put the twos together
That’s now 22, it’s forever
I promise 2020 couldn’t even make it clearer
I swear, Sean Don

[Chorus x2]
I’d like to give you what you need
I’d try but you’re making it hard for me
How do I make you believe?
‘Cause I love you, I need you, I need you here to stay

Justin Bieber - Flatline Lyrics

Flatline Lyrics by Justin Bieber

Flatline
Flatline
Flatline
Flatline

Lately you’ve been busy, wondering if you miss me
Why did you go against me? I just wanna know
How come you act so different?
Talk to me I’ll listen
All the love I’m giving
Don’t act like you don’t know
I was out there on the road
Life out of control
She became a victim to my busy schedule
And I know that it’s not fair
That don’t mean that I don’t care
This one’s dedicated to the girl out there

Girl you always catch me at the bad time
When I know you probably think it’s a lie
I know I told you last time was the last time
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?

Flatline
Flatline

How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?
Cause when I hit you, you don’t even reply
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?
Not breathing, what is it I’m not seeing
Said she’s leaving, damn I can’t believe it
It’s like my heart’s bleeding knowing that you don’t need me
Shut my heart down, now I don’t know what imma do now

I was out there on the road
Life out of control
She became a victim to my busy schedule
And I know that it’s not fair
That don’t mean that I don’t care
This one’s dedicated to the girl out there
Girl you always catch me at the bad time
When I know you probably think it’s a lie
I know I told you last time was the last time
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?

Flatline
Flatline

How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?
Cause when I hit you, you don’t even reply
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?
Girl you always catch me at the bad time
Girl you always catch me at the bad time
I know I told you last time was the last time
I know I told you last time was the last time

How could you pull the plug and let me flatline? (Flatline)
Girl you always catch me at the bad time
When I know you probably think it’s a lie
I know I told you last time was the last time
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?

Flatline, Flatline
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?
Cause when I hit you, you don’t even reply
How could you pull the plug and let me flatline?

B.o.B - Paper Route Lyrics



Paper Route Lyrics by B.o.B

[Verse 1:]
You don’t know who you fucking with
Ain’t no democrat, and by far I’m no republican
This the type of talk that’ll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain’t even started, the water ain’t even bubbling
The type of talk that’ll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Won’t hear this on the radio, this here ain’t for publishing
This ain’t that bubble gum shit, no, this ain’t that double mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see ‘em building pyramids brick by brick
They’ll aim at everyone going against this shit
You don’t believe me? Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It’s like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted everything
And we these out here just tryna function, tryna maintain

[Hook:]
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain’t fuck niggas ain’t allowed
A 100 thousand miles an hour when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it’s back to the paper route, the paper route

[Verse 2:]
And of course it’s unfortunate that niggas out here robbing for Jordans
Can we not afford them but got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality kinda distorted
But still, even though I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty that’s proportionate
On the sexy short bitch, so what’s the score?
Chilling with some red dogs, drinking white man’s poison
Ah, now that’s a forfeit
Selling what’s for free for free, that’s extortion
But still I’m wondering what family was present when history was recorded

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
You think you really know what’s going on?
They passing laws where they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop, TV and your iPhone
The battery don’t come out, that means it’s always on
Smile and say cheese, yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years ago ’bout the watchers
If you won’t take the microchip then you can’t make no dollars
This ain’t no lovely day for a neighbour, ain’t no Mr Rodgers
Don’t let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and your rights
And you be like: “it’s on the news so it must be right”
Who’s pulling the strings? Who’s rolling the dice?
Who’s calling the shots and who’s starting the fight?
Think twice…

[Hook]

August Alsina ft. Yo Gotti - Ghetto Lyrics



Ghetto Lyrics by August Alsina
Feat. Yo Gotti

I run away you keep them heels on
I rang yours but it’s paid phone and it’s real love
Show them tattoos when you stitch it up
Got your jeans on
And you got an ass so fat I can’t but tend low
You keep it real when it comes to having sex
Girl you don’t ever flex
Long as I fuck you good
You ain’t worried bout what’s next
That’s why I keep you here
You ain’t like them other hoes
Cause you the fucking best
Just in case you didn’t know

Cause you ain’t got
A half a million dollar condo
And you ain’t got
A hundred thousand dollar car
But you got a billion dollar body
Trust me I know
You keep it hood no matter where you are

Cause you come from the ghetto
Coming from the ghetto
You’re you the type I like
That’s why I keep you right you off the ghetto
Coming from the ghetto
Ain’t afraid to let them show
Baby, go on let them know
You are the ghetto
Let them know, you from the ghetto
Better let’em know
Girl you are the ghetto
Better let’em know
Better let’em know
You are that G-H-E-TT-O

You hold it down
And you never let them hate us
Come around, girl that’s why I keep you on speed dial
Just in case some shit get down
Just in case I need you
If they lock me down I know I did you
That’s where I went down
I know you understand how it go
But you’re down for the prize
That’s why I still keep you by my side

Cause you ain’t got
A half a million dollar condo
And you ain’t got
A hundred thousand dollar car
But you got a billion dollar body
Trust me I know
You keep it hood no matter where you are

Cause you come from the ghetto
Coming from the ghetto
You’re you the type I like
That’s why I keep you right you off the ghetto
Coming from the ghetto
Ain’t afraid to let them show
Baby, go on let them know
You are the ghetto
Let them know, you from the ghetto
Better let’em know
Girl you are the ghetto
Better let’em know
Better let’em know
You are that G-H-E-TT-O

She G-H-E-TT-O
My little buddy, my little hoe
Working hard since I was in high school
She had my hearty in secrets too
Burn her eyes in the project
Never listen what the guys said
She been going though shit
I can tell, because her eyes read
Heart, heart getting beat up
Start up but don’t this need ya
Imma hunt like a presidential
You’re my own if you don’t leave me
She G-H-E-TT-O
I love that shit
Cause you never see it with mine
Don’t mean she roll
Yeah
Shout down my pimping
Shouting on white girls
Shouting on her possessions
Shout to play her role
Got all this in here with me
And I could rap it I could tell her
I fucked with you lil baby
Even though you from the ghetto

Coming from the ghetto
You’re you the type I like
That’s why I keep you right you off the ghetto
Coming from the ghetto
Ain’t afraid to let them show
Baby, go on let them know
You are the ghetto
Let them know, you from the ghetto
Better let’em know
Girl you are the ghetto
Better let’em know
Better let’em know
You are that G-H-E-TT-O

Wale - Walk ‘N Live Lyrics

Walk 'N Live Lyrics by Wale
Produced by DJ Relly Rell

[Hook]
Rude boy, gangstas, gorillas, shottas
Walk and live, dark and bumbaclot dead
You hear that?

[Verse 1: Wale]
I said rude boy flexing, dirty naughty hair shit
Six, seven monsters bred, they got these heads rest
Cause I'm on that ''fuck it'' shit, yeah, I'm on that gully shit
Before working recital I was out here working trying to get my skully
Governed by your baby mama lips and I'm loving it
Fuck that sucker shit, only God can be judging this
Rosa Parks should get mentioned
They trying to touch me, I'm bussing back
I get it, I get it, we all have an opinion
So now you get it, I got a temper, cry me a river
And to a notion, I do the most to rap for the culture
How you confuse a nigga passion, with actin' like 'oh shit?
Because I'm black with some hunger with no passive emotion?
If I was Anglo Saxon you bastards would have me with Oprah
Taking it back, don't give me no dapper if you having to move up
They saying I'm wack and shit, I'm rapping like you do on computers
Ho niggas, troll niggas, I can't ever win
Mind quicker, lines get me richer like I'm Emmitt Smith
Folarin the benevolent
Tried to be respectful, but they never get your picture
Till you get back on that ghetto shit
Peddle to the metal where them niggas live to settle shit
New legend shit, let us live
Whoever the best I can test them, fist or intelligence
Shottie Pippen on penmanship
They had some great careers, but I'm the best with this
I kill that reindeer like my friends is fiending for venison
Question my temper, man, cool, but not my competence
Sent a text to Juicy J like "dude, that's just my confidence"
But shoo I think that I'm the best and nevertheless you should too
So on that note I stand by my comments, of course we still cool
I stay in Soho eating no boo
Who complaining I be Super Saiyan shit on a ProTools when they Goku"
Sike nah - I'm no fool, by far beyond subpar
Contrary to y'all, what's that to lose and who y'all influence
I'm finding this quite comical
Them bummy niggas couldn't tie my shoes
They brainwashed on what's cool
Followers like homecomings, see their song and dance and they fall suit

[Hook]

Beyonce ft. Jay-Z - Drunk in Love Lyrics



Drunk in Love Lyrics by Beyonce
Feat. Jay-Z

Beyoncé and her husband Jay Z, come up again in this new collaboration “Drunk in Love”. It's their third collaboration on a Beyoncé album. “Drunk in Love” is co-produced by Detail, Boots and Timbaland.

[Intro: Beyoncé]
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my fingers off it, baby?
I want you, na na
Why can't I keep my fingers off you, baby?
I want you, na na

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Cigars on ice, cigars on ice
Feeling like an animal with these cameras all in my grill
Flashing lights, flashing lights
You got me faded, faded, faded
Baby, I want you, na na
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you, na na
Drunk in love, I want you

[Bridge: Beyoncé]
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love, we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Drunk in love

[Hook: Beyoncé]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

[Verse 2: Beyoncé]
We be all night, and everything alright
No complaints for my body, so fluorescent under these lights
Boy, I'm drinking, walking in my l'assemblage
I’m rubbing on it, rub-rubbing
If you scared, call that reverend
Boy, I'm drinking, get my brain right
Armand de Brignac, gangster wife
New sheets, he sweat it out like washed rags, he wet it up
Boy, I'm drinking, I'm singing on the mic 'til my voice hoarse
Then I fill the tub up halfway then ride it with my surfboard
Surfboard, surfboard
Graining on that wood, graining, graining on that wood
I'm swerving on that, swerving, swerving on that big body Benz
Serving all this, swerve, surfing all of this good good

[Bridge]
We woke up in the kitchen saying
"How the hell did this shit happen?", oh baby
Drunk in love, we be all night
Last thing I remember is our
Beautiful bodies grinding off in that club
Drunk in love

[Hook]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

[Verse 3: Jay Z]
Hold up
That D'USSÉ is the shit if I do say so myself
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up, stumble all in the house tryna backup all that mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that 3rd, wanna see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side
Ain't got the time to take drawers off
On sight
Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike
In '97 I bite, I'm Ike Turner, turn up
Baby know I don't play, now eat the cake, Annie Mae
Said, "Eat the cake, Annie Mae!"
I'm nauseous, for y'all to reach these heights you gon' need G3
4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight
We sex again in the morning, your breasteses is my breakfast
We going in, we be all night

[Hook: Beyoncé]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

[Verse 4: Beyoncé]
Never tired, never tired
I been sippin', that's the only thing
That's keeping me on fire, me on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
I've been drinking, watermelon
(I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now)
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you

[Hook: Beyoncé]
We be all night, love, love
We be all night, love, love

Rick Ross ft. Jay-Z - The Devil Is A Lie Lyrics

The Devil Is A Lie Lyrics by Rick Ross
Feat. Jay-Z

The Devil Is A Lie is second single from the rapper's sixth album "Mastermind".

[Intro]
Nasty minds
We gon' get this trouble
You know whenever we link up my n*gga
They think we should come from outerspace or something
N*gga, let's get this money, n*gga
Nasty minds
R.O.C, MMG
Jay I got, I got it

[Rick Ross]
Four stacks for the heels on my bitch feet
Car seats still smelling like 10 ki's
Tell a plug that I'm lookin' for increase
Wingstop, fat boy need a 10 piece
Say a nigga name and the car start
Nigga switchin lane to lane like WalMart
Sippin Bordeaux out in Bordeaux
Hazard lights flashin' on the four door
Switch the Benzo for the Enzo
Back to the Benzo when the ends low
Switch my old bitch for my new bitch
Cuz my new bitch somethin' like a nympho
Fuck the game raw when I cam in it
Gettin' money ever since I came in it
You couldn't stop me if you tried
Motherfucker cuz the devil is a lie

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie

[Rick Ross]
Two kings on the big screen
Niggas seen a 36 at 16
100k for the 16
Niggas stick dirty but his dick clean
My money goin' on the deep end
Talkin' half a milli for the weekend
Contract liek a nigga play defense
Curtains in the maybach bitch peek in
Now the bitches wanna car hop
6 cribs for the cars in the car lot
Dope boys on the goal nigga
Went gold 6 times for a goal nigga
Black bottle and a bad bitch
Club all money where the cash is
Dubai nigga I can do it like a sheikh
Top floor nigga birds and kalik

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie

[Jay-Z]
Is it truth or it's fiction, is it truth or it's fiction
It's Hova avs I never fuck with True Religion
Am I down with the devil cuz my roof come a-missin'
Is that lucifer juice in that two cup he sippin'
That's dulce baby welcome to the dark side
Coulda got black lips for the crack shit
White jesus in my crock pot
I mix the shit with some soda
Now black jesus turn water to wine
And all I had to do was turn the stove up
East coast, winnin that life nigga cheat code
The hatin is flakin hit your free throws
The devil try to hit me with the rico, them black people
Devil want these niggas hate they own kind
Gotta be illuminati if a nigga shine
Oh we can't be a nigga if a nigga rich
Oh we gotta be the devil that's a nigga shit
See what I did to the stop and frisk
Brooklyn on at Barney's liek we on the bitch
Give the money to the hood now we all win
Got that Barney's floor lookin like a BIM
Black hoodie, black skully
Bravado like Movado boy I'm mad gully
Gettin white money but I'm still black
All these niggas claiming king but I'm still that
King Hova, mansa musa
Told my lie the devil is a lie I'm the truth ya

[Hook]
Big guns and big whips
Rich nigga talkin' big shit
Double cup, gold wrist
Double up on that blow, bitch
Two mil on that [?]
Bow your head cuz it's time to pay ties
My position will be dead or alive
Motherfucker but the devil is a lie
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the truth
The devil is a lie, bitch I'm the proof
The devil is a lie, the devil is a lie
Bitch I'm a lie, the devil is a lie

Mike Posner ft. Big Sean - Top Of The World Lyrics

Top Of The World Lyrics by Mike Posner
Feat. Big Sean
Produced by Diplo and Benny Blanco

"Top of the World" is a collaboration track with rapper Big Sean. It's a single from Mike Posner's second album "Pages".

[Chorus]
At this time next year I'ma have enough to buy the whole damn thing (thing, thing)
Yeah, I'm doing pretty good right now but I swear just wait (wait)
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world

[Big Sean]
I'ma take it to the top, huh?
I knew it
You came in here solo?
Nah, I crew it
Funny I turned all my, I'm gonna besides do it
It's been ballin' out for a minute
Still play like I'm being recruited
I show improvement
And came up in a game and made a name
Clap it up, seem like yesterday
Man, we was in your hoopy, lapping up
Sometimes you gotta look back on your life
You'll laugh it up
Tryna make it to the top
And throw my dogs a ladder up

[Chorus]
At this time next year I'ma have enough to buy the whole damn thing (thing, thing)
Yeah, I'm doing pretty good right now but I swear just wait (wait)
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world

[Mike Posner]
Ain’t a artist in the game that can match this
Gym shorts on a date with a actress
And I’m still goin’ hip I could
Only try and it still gonna hit
Let the dress go, this ain’t retros
Razvu voices with best ‘fro
Uh, yours truly
Keep your feelings to yourself, lemme do me

[Chorus]
At this time next year I'ma have enough to buy the whole damn thing (thing, thing)
Yeah, I'm doing pretty good right now but I swear just wait (wait)
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world

[Big Sean]
Same old G
I just made a quick replacement
Whip replacement
Flowing down the street, flowing bitch I've been parade
Everybody round me pay like getting rich contagious

[Mike Posner]
Another hit
Excuse me while I run the basics
Is this your graduating?
So yeah I'm feeling boy
Midwest beard all over Hollywood
See the way they hating
See the way I shine
Dexter Av is a big mural, me and Sean

[Chorus]
At this time next year I'ma have enough to buy the whole damn thing (thing, thing)
Yeah, I'm doing pretty good right now but I swear just wait (wait)
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world
I'ma take you to the top top top of the world

Kendrick Lamar - Sing About Me Lyrics



Sing About Me Lyrics by Kendrick Lamar
Produced by Pac Div. Off of 'Good Kid, M.A.A.D City'

[Intro/Hook]
When the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me

I said when the lights shut off
And it's my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me

[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow, I'm hoping that I can borrow
A peace of mind, I'm behind on what's really important
My mind is really distorted, I find nothing but trouble in my life
I'm fortunate you believe in a dream
This orphanage we call a ghetto is quite a routine
And last night was just another distraction or a reaction
Of what we consider madness, I know exactly what happened
You ran outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright and a fight he tried to put up
But the type of bullet that stuck had went against his will
As blood spilled on your hands, my plans rather vindictive
Everybody's a victim in my eyes
When I ride it's a murderous rhythm and outside became pitch black
A demon glued to my back whispering, "Get em"
I got 'em, and I ain't give a fuck
That same mentality that told my brother not to duck
In actuality it's a trip how we trip off of colors
I wonder if I'll ever discover a passion like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n in pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never prosper
Prognosis of a problem child, I'm proud and well devoted
This piru shit been in me forever
So forever I'mma push it, wherever whenever
And I love you cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope --

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
You wrote a song about my sister on your tape
And called it "Section.80," the message resembled "Brenda's Got a Baby"
Whats crazy was, I was hearin about it
But doubted your ignorance how could you ever just put her on blast and shit
Judging her past and shit, well it's completely my future
Her nigga behind me right now asking for ass and shit
And I'mma need that 40 dollars even if I gotta
Fuck, suck and swallow in the parking lot
Gonzales Park, I'm followed by a married man, a father of three
My titties bounce on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is the life of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss 'em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get 'em back
To where they used to be then I'll probably be in the denim
Of a family gene that show women how to be woman
Or better yet a leader, you need her to learn something
Then you probably need to beat her, that's how I was taught
Three niggas in one room, first time I was tossed
And I'm exhausted, but fuck that "Sorry for your loss" shit
My sister died in vain, but what point are you trying to gain
If you can't fit the pumps I walk in? I'll wait
Your rebuttal a little too late
And if you have a album date, just make sure I'm not in the song
Cause I don't need the attention bring enough of that on my own
And matter fact did I mention that I physically feel great?
A doctor's approval is a waste of time, I know I'm straight
I'll probably live longer than you and never fade away
I'll never fade away, I'll never fade away, I know my fate
And I'm on the grind for this cake, I'mma get or die trying
I'm eyeing every male gender with intentions of buying
You lying to these motherfuckers, talking about you can help 'em
With my story, you can help me if you sell this pussy for me, nigga
Don't ignore me nigga, fuck your glory nigga, this bullshit...

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Sometimes I look in a mirror and ask myself
Am I really scared of passing away, if it's today I hope I hear a
Cry out from heaven so loud it can water down a demon
With the holy ghost 'til it drown in the blood of Jesus
I wrote some raps that make sure that my lifeline
Reeking the scent of a reaper, ensuring that my allegiance
With the other side may come soon and if I'm doomed
May the wound, help my mother be blessed for many moons
I suffer a lot and every day the glass mirror
Get tougher to watch, I tie my stomach in knots
And I'm not sure why I'm infatuated with death
My imagination is surely an aggravation of threats
That can come about cause the tongue is mighty powerful
And I can name a list of your favorites that probably vouch
Maybe cause I'm a dreamer and sleep is the cousin of death
Really stuck in the schema, wondering when I'mma rest
And you're right, your brother was a brother to me
And your sister's situation was the one that pulled me
In a direction to speak of something that's realer than the TV screen
By any means, wasn't trying to offend or come between
Her personal life, I was like "it need to be told"
Cursing the life of 20 generations after her soul
Exactly what'd happen if I ain't continued rapping
Or steady being distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights, even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone
Now am I worth it? Did I put enough work in?

[Hook]
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me

I said when the lights shut off
And its my turn to settle down
My main concern
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me

Toni Braxton ft. Babyface - Where Did We Go Wrong Lyrics

Where Did We Go Wrong Lyrics by Toni Braxton
Feat. Babyface

[Babyface]
For as long as I loved you girl
That I gave you all my love
With all my heart and soul
I thought that I was be the one
But you didn’t appreciate a single I do
You just left me with a broken heart
Didn’t you, didn’t you?

[Toni]
I tried to tell you baby
Tried to tell you a thousand times
Ooh you wouldn’t listen baby
No matter how hard I tried
But you didn’t see the love
Was so in love with you
Then you went to break my heart
Didn’t you?

[Chorus]
Where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?
Where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?

[Babyface]
From the very start
I was so into you
Ooh from the beginning I was so so feeling you
But you thought I cheated, that I played around on you
But didn’t you do the same, didn’t you, didn’t you?

[Toni]
Ooh gotta tell you baby
I gotta let you know the deal
Ooh you drove first place baby
If we’re gonna keep it real
When you cheated, how you hurt my soul
Ooh you broke my heart, didn’t you?

[Chorus]
Where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?
Where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?

[Babyface]
I wish I would’ve listened
I wish I would’ve heard

[Toni]
Ooh I wish I would’ve touched you baby
I wish I would’ve said the words
That I love you, I love you
I love you
I love you, I love you

[Chorus]
So where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?
Where did we go wrong?
Is it all my fault?

Bun B - The Legendary DJ Screw Lyrics

The Legendary DJ Screw Lyrics by Bun B

[Intro: Bun B]
This is dedicated to the legendary DJ Screw

[Verse: 1 Bun B]
Now once upon a time not long ago
Where they come down candy, and live life low
Where the fours stay chromey, and they grippin’ on wood
And people all behave like it’s all to the good
Then came a young player from the Southside streets
Who had dreams of making music, with slowed down beats
He jumped on the tables made it do what it do
And so begins the legend of DJ Screw

[Hook]
This is dedicated to the legendary DJ Screw

[Verse 2: ESG]
Six in the morning Feds at my door
Quarter mil’ on the floor, the city where everything shows
Yeah, still bang Screw, we love it mane
I know he gone, but nothing changed
Hawk, P.A.T., M.O.E. they all above us, mane
Down here he grind and hustle, mane
Can’t forget Chad Butler mane
Still swang on 84′s, a mirror-glass like buzzers mane
Grab the Louie duffle man… still in this thing
I know my dog gone, Robert Davis, we gone do it mane

[Verse 3: C-Note]
See, I love this life
This is Screwed up clique
Don’t quote me, dog
You’ll get screwed up quick
Still we blew one quick
My 84′s they stick
On 24′s we sit
You know we holdin’ it, bitch
I’mma do this hit for Screw
For Hawk, for P.A.T
Even though we pushin’ powder
But the trunk, be crack
C-Note reppin’ SUC
R.I.P. to Jimmy T
Nigga, I’mma swang in the ‘Lac
That’s how it s’posed, to be

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Trae tha Truth]
One of the realest to do this shit
Used to Texas Screwed up, quick
Yeah, the tracks…bring it back
No one better that you can get
For my nigga Robert Davis
Chop it up, Screw my shit
Now the true representation
Makin’ sure the world knew this shit
Every time you think of double cups
Or swangers peekin’ out the boards
Freestylin’ off top of dome, or grills covered in ice and gold
Dealers salute the General, point-black, no subliminal
Tell ‘em we Screwed up Texas, we go… like a criminal

[Verse 5: Lil' O]
Here’s a little story about a nigga like me
…with the cheese, nigga, SUC
South-west, H-Town, all of that’s me
If a ho is cotton-mouth I wouldn’t give a bitch P
I’m so Screwed up nigga say I talk slow
I say I listen fast when you niggas talk doe
And nah, I can’t touch if the shit is not dro
If the drink is not purple, and the bitches no…
Whoa!

[Hook]

[Verse 6: Z-Ro]
Dark blue Regal, on a Screw bluin’ pilot
Helpin’ everybody, that’s what it used to with this dollars
No collars, just t-shirts and…
Even though he had a lot to do
He was never too busy to come and get me
I’m really Screwed-up clique, Robert L. Davis put me in
Not a friend of a friend of a friend, of a friend
I can see him spinnin’ records in heaven in all white
Like he used to do on 22-34 all night

[Verse 7: Big Hawk]
Niggas I feel that’s talkin’ shit
Niggas I feel that’s ridin’ dick
Talkin’ down on the Screwed-up Clique
They must don’t know who they fuckin’ wit’
5-Star General of the SUC
Want my clique, gotta go through me
Go through Key, and Mike. D
Then you gotta go through Big Pokey
Who you know a nigga hard as me?
Who you nigga know is smart as me?
Niggas wanna know how hard is he
I’m hard as the Baltimore Raven’s D
Betcha ain’t see, like a real…
Hardest nigga I feel, with no deal…
Plowin’ through niggas like a snowmobile
And I make beats like a real…

[Hook x2]

Rebecca Black ft. Dave Days - Saturday Lyrics



Saturday Lyrics by Rebecca Black
feat. Dave Days

[Intro: Rebecca Black]
Oh my god, I love this song
This is my jam
Where is my peanut butter?

[Verse 1: Rebecca Black]
2 PM, getting out of my bed
Trying to get Friday out of my head
It’s all so hazy
Got a little too crazy
You know I’d do it all again

[Bridge 1: Rebecca Black]
Call everyone you know
Turn up the radio
Cause this is our song
We can do no wrong
Are you ready, are you ready to go?

[Hook: Rebecca Black]
This Saturday we’re gonna party all night
One we will remember the rest of our lives
This Saturday we’re gonna do it bigger than we ever have before
I don’t want this Saturday to end
I don’t want this Saturday to end
I don’t want this Saturday to end

[Interlude]
Dave Days: Hello?
Rebecca Black: Hey, come over
Dave Days: Alright, alright, I’ll be right over. I just gotta find my pants

[Verse 2: Dave Days]
Rolling up, I’m on the scene
Want you here right next to me
Yeah, cause this is our night
Ain’t got no deadlines
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be

[Bridge 1]

[Hook]

[Bridge 2: Rebecca Black]
Yesterday was Friday, today is Saturday
We’re gonna live like there’s no tomorrow
Wouldn’t have it any other way

[Hook]