Will Young - Love Revolution Lyrics

Love Revolution Lyrics by Will Young

I'm telling you, open up
So once I think
This love revolution
It's beautiful, feel the air
It's getting warm in here
This love revolution
Happiness and loneliness
Happiness and loneliness

Happiness is to feel loneliness
And loneliness blew my world
How could I guess
When I'm only looking at myself
It was there right at the door
Then happiness is to feel loneliness
And loneliness blew my world
How could I guess
When I'm only looking at myself
It was there right at the door

I'm telling you, open up
Now things have changed
It's a love revolution
Air in my booze
Get out my way
Record I'm strong
Happiness and loneliness
Happiness and loneliness

Happiness is to feel loneliness
And loneliness blew my world
How could I guess
When I'm only looking at myself
It was there right at the door
Then happiness is to feel loneliness
And loneliness blew my world
How could I guess
When I'm only looking at myself
It was there right at the door

This rocket fuel, is giving you
Take us to the moon now
It's a love revolution
It's a love revolution

T.I. Ft. Kat - I Go Hard Lyrics

I Go Hard Lyrics by T.I.
(Ft. Kat Nestel)

[Hook – Kat]
I go hard
See me running down the electric boulevard
Get up out of my face before the problem starts
If you want to act tough then meet me in the yard
Cause I go hard

[Verse 1 – TI]
Talk to em, concrete salad
Please don’t confuse me with a wannabe, shawty
I’m a dope boy, remember me from 100 street probably
With a chopper in the ‘partment, get your wannabe bodied
Gotta angry mob at your front door
Commandin' 360 O's at the condo
Put all the jewelry in the back with the bankroll
Or else your momma gon' be mourning like Alonzo
Then I be stuck in county, now [?] fucking fine bout it
He was 17 years old thugging
Shoot, I said who we, we don’t [?]
DJ Cannon blamming in the middle of the street
Come on

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – TI]
Ay, this concrete salad
Trap certified, shawty ask somebody
Hold up, there go, that sucker shit been running with it
Oh you winning fights? I’m used to winning war, come on with it
Yeah, ay, keep playing round with it
Throw you down and I stand up to the [?] with the gun, I did it
Look, and I ain’t bullshitting
Only one thing I require from a man
Respect when I look in the eyes of a man
And your words just as good as the lies of a man
Man, you violationg, demonstration gon be mando
Guns like Amanda, take it far as it can go

[Hook]

[Verse 3 – TI]
Ok, if you ain’t heard, me and concrete salad
Best believe we are [?] under these niggas, try me
Keep it cool in the field when the shot fly by me like
Nigga stand still, five shots, I got it
Lights out, watch it go from a dot to the red spread
And he slumped over, all [?] now
Ay ask him what he think about it now
Ay never mind, I don’t want to talk about it now
Well, [?] again talk about it, how he out of here
Big shawty when he be talking to molly now
[?], get pound, 65 hundred if I drive to your town
Now cash, I’m the man when I ride through your town
Or I ride till I die on all the guys in your town
Now, will you pardon me
But you pussy ass niggas ain’t hard to me, c’mon

[Hook][x2]

Wale Ft. J. Cole - The Pessimist Lyrics

The Pessimist Lyrics by Wale
(Ft. J. Cole)

[Intro]
Jerry: Oh so there's still hope?
George: I don't want hope, hope is killing me. My dream is to become hopeless. When you're hopeless you don't care, and when you don't care, that indifference, it makes you attractive

[Verse 1: Wale]
A nigga feelin' hopeless
Who am I to change perception?
If a nigga kill a nigga he's another statistic
If his skin's a little different they gon' say it was self defense
Nigga feelin' hopeless
Starin' at the idiom box, riddle me this
If a killer was a nigga would niggas still really care
Cause niggas worser than Zimmerman livin' life everywhere
Niggas hopeless
Small niggas with big tools
Couldn't get to Harvard, hard work, he hard whipped
Cause them hardy hah's and hard nights
Are hard to live through when you're hopeless
What we gotta do to be winnin'?
Cause all the schools gettin' closed
Dribble a little, coach, shootin' at a foe
Cause they chargin' in the hoop, no community center
My nigga, hopeless
25 bands, he was shootin' not a damn givin'
Cousin threw a couple grand at some dancers
Throwin' back their fat ass, is my glasses confused?
We're the hopeless
America's dream and nightmare in the same being
Even when being polite here
Niggas try to bring me down, the life of a pioneer
Lightyears worth of hopeless
Celebrities celebratin' disgust me
The cerebellum invaded with all these fresh things on
Watchin' "Love and Hip Hop : Atlanta" as we speak
Nigga we hopeless
Okay.... the Steebie show is on
They said my broad rollin' weed, now she's mad at me
Cuz she seen a scene with Rasheeda baby father
So you think it's all hopeless

[Hook: J Cole]
Got a pocket full of lint again, but it makes no difference to me
Fallin' out with my friends again, but it makes no difference to me
Goddamn I'm hopeless
Oh man I'm hopeless
Got no gas in my tank again, but it makes no difference to me
Overdraft at the bank again, but it makes no difference to me
Goddamn I'm hopeless
Lord knows I'm hopeless
But still I pray

[Verse 2: Wale]
Nigga feelin' hopeless
Like a Penny with a hole in it
We as empty as a corazón of a widow
From a soul that she don't know when he's comin' home
He don't got No Limit, hopeless
What's a purple heart to a hurt head?
He done done 12 years, he was told 6
Prolly go back in a minute, ain't shit here
Nigga so hopeless
Thoughts are ravaging in the whole crib
Now he post-traumatic and always on the edge
On the pills, some bills, some kids, one leg
Nigga so hopeless
A lot of black cops always clap back
There's some foul white cops always on deck
Playin' race card, guarantee you'll make a blackjack
Nigga so hopeless
Cause we ain't 'posed to ever have shit
And we ain't vocal as rap
Niggas cause we don't mope unless we try
Nigga hopeless
Look at what I go through to show you
Niggas respect money, money respect power
And power, we never give em unless...
A nigga catch, shoot and dribble
We the hopeless
Nah you ain't out here for the culture
You finna riot...without a purpose
You ain't a mothafuckin' rider, you a fuckin' token, posin'
Nigga hopeless
Of course not literal
But why complain about the man
When a nigga with my skin
The same problems with them I had
Is out there killin' niggas too?
Eat your food, nigga

[Hook: J Cole]

Brayton Bowman - Skin Deep Lyrics

Skin Deep Lyrics by Brayton Bowman

French kissing like couples on television
But not like we hoping
It seems we won that king on commitment
You were running around
Losing the vision
But not we already
I wanted you all but then you gave me nothing
Underneath it all should have known you were bluffing
You call this love, baby please

We were only skin deep
When all you touch is the surface
You and I skin deep
Try to make it work so I try
You and me
We were only skin deep
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
Skin deep
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
Skin deep

Falling in love is so superficial
With you
'Cause nothing about us is clear as crystal
I don't want our love to be civil
So I'm screaming a vibe
It's your dismissal
I wanted you all but then you gave me nothing
Underneath it all should have known you were bluffing
You call this love, baby please

(x2)
We were only skin deep
When all you touch is the surface
You and I skin deep
Try to make it work so I try
You and me
We were only skin deep
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
Skin deep
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
Skin deep
Girl never mind
We never reach the other side
Skin deep
In another place in time
Maybe we'll feel like deep inside
Skin deep
Girl never mind
We never reach the other side
Skin deep

Lil Durk Ft. Jeremih - Like Me Lyrics

Like Me Lyrics by Lil Durk
(Ft. Jeremih)

[Hook: Jeremih]
She don't know about real niggas, she don't know no boss
She don't know about foreign cars, she don't what that cost
She don't know about love, she don't know what that is
She don't know about riding round and spending it like this
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Now she wanna fuck
Fuck with a nigga like me, wanna fuck with a nigga like me
Hit the club with a nigga like me
Do drugs with a nigga like me
Fall in love with a nigga like me
And never love another nig, never love another nigga like me

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Have you ever met a Chi town nigga?
Girl I heard you need a go-getter
You ain't never meet a rapper
With the swag of a savage and a dope dealer
I'm the realest nigga that you see
I know you tired of them other niggas
Heard he brought you a bag for a G
Why you fuckin' with them broke niggas?
Gingerale in a fifth of liquor
Where you going girl I'm going with ya
Ride with me cause I'm number one
Two bitches might come in the middle
Fly to Vegas, red eye
Legs in the air, call it jet life
Shawty give me top with the neck like
Shit gave me life, I can't get right, can't get right

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Got you cruisin' water on a hundred
Got your tempo on a hundred, let it bubble up
Need a bad bitch, tryna be a bad girl
You know I'm tryna trouble up
Buy everything she wants two times, baby double up
Say she need more niggas out here like me
Cause there's not enough

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
You ain't never been in my town nigga
A good place to go but the murder rate's so ridiculous
Fell in love with some R&B bitch and I know that it's good for the fame and the image
Shawty gave me head like a penny
But she should coco
Ain't really been in love in a minute
It won't hurt if none know about me
[?], no make up you look better with your mask off
Rich nigga wanna buzz, like to brag y'all
But a nigga like me, ain't no nigga like me
I'm a Boss, Hugo
Rich nigga since birth, you know
You my bitch don't get mad, Cujo
Nigga like me
I'm that nigga, nigga
Gettin' money since a little nigga
Shawty thinks she the shit, but she could be a little thicker
Fuck on my name and a little liquor
I got em pissed, I'm the shit nigga
So why do they hate? I gotta get cake
These niggas so fake, so stay out my way
Ain't too many niggas like me

[Hook]

Sean Brown - Rollin Lyrics

Rollin Lyrics by Sean Brown

Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

Lately I been rollin, rollin that good stuff
Talk about the sip that you don't know water by the four
Walking bout to read mind, yeah
Lately I been on a spaceship I'm just so high, high
I blow smoke in your face when catch you nigga went he ride by, by, by
I'm a cold nigga with a cold flow
I broke in when they tried to close the door
I'm in this motherfucker like, of course
And you can never knock me off my course
Smoke cover my eyes, no lie
I know what it takes to get high
Let's get fly, fly, fly, oh yeah
Spitting at it but the actual, factual
THC in my flow, take a dose, I overdose
Let's go, this is all the prophets that prophesize
Use it more than just dirt in the eye
Spit the truth and get no reply
Spit bs and I'm that guy
Shit is corrupt, it's got me fucked up
But I stopped caring about a week ago
Turn us up like real loud
I take me and you where we'll be go

Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

Rap papers, I done skipped the vapors
Heny straight with no chase
Playing games then I don't chase her
Even if her body bad like a 2015 Laker
Got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
Got zero on my back like a trailblazer
Talking shit then I'll see you later
Asta louego mami, I'm bout to get back to my girl Mary Jane
Inhale, exhale, ignore the pain
Inhale, exhale, ignore the pain
I know some things will never be the same
I know some things will never be the same
I know some days will never be the same
And that's life my nigga
Spark one up before dinner
I'm eating good with my hitters
Can life really get bigger?
The answer to that always is a yes
I got my old soul with new dreams, I feel so blessed
I be messing with the flow ‘cause I'm high right now
Hop in the whip fin to drive right now
Shout out to my niggas getting by right now
Fucking buy, get rich right now
Life is good when I change my mind
Son on the wake it's pure right now
Life is good when I change my mind
Swear to god I had to lay this down

Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin
Lately I been rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

Alexandra Burke - Renegade Lyrics

Renegade Lyrics by Alexandra Burke

Missiles rain down on me
I take em all
Gun fire, ceasefire, I still bleed
But I’m in denial
I surrender every inch of me
Put my hands up for the world to see..

I’m all alone in this world
But ..
I don’t abide by the law..

‘Cause I’m a renegade!

Rihanna - Bitch Better Have My Money Lyrics

Bitch Better Have My Money Lyrics by Rihanna

[Intro]
Yayo, yayo
Mula-la
Yayo

[Verse 1]
Bitch better have my money
Y'all should know me well enough
Bitch better have my money
Please don't call me on my bluff
Pay me what you owe me
Ballin' bigger than LeBron
Bitch, give me your money
Who y'all think y'all frontin' on?
Like bra, bra, bra

[Refrain]
Louis XIII, and it's all on me, nigga, you just bought a shot
Kamikaze, if you think that you gon' knock me off the top
Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don't act like you forgot
I call the shots, shots, shots
Like bra, bra, bra
Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot

[Chorus]
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my money

[Verse 2]
Turn up to Rihanna while the whole club fuckin' wasted
Every time I drop, I am the only thing y'all playin'
In a drop top, doin' hundred, y'all in my rearview mirror racin'
Where y'all at? Where y'all at? Where y'all at?
Like bra, bra, bra

[Refrain]
Louis XIII, and it's all on me, nigga, you just bought a shot
Kamikaze, if you think that you gon' knock me off the top
Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don't act like you forgot
I call the shots, shots, shots
Like bra, bra, bra
Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot

[Chorus]
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)
Bitch better have my money

[Outro]
Bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money
Bitch, bitch, bitch better have my money
Yo, that bitch better have my money
Hold up
My money
Yo, my money
That bitch better have my money
Bitch better have my money

Kehlani - How That Taste Lyrics

How That Taste Lyrics by Kehlani

[Verse 1]
They didn't want me then, they want me now
Did not want me to win, but now they're proud
Now they're payin' to get in, they in the crowd
Tell me how's it feel now? Tell me, how's it feel now?
Bein' low, yeah you a snake
You puttin' on a show, that Ricki Lake
Hey man I don't trip, my life's great
But swallow that pride, tell me how shit taste

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me how shit taste
Tell me how that shit taste
Tell me how that shit taste
Bitch tell me how that

[Chorus]
Always crowdin' it cause they solvin' me
In the mall goin' up cause they go hard for me
Yeah the only way's up, y'all gon' ball with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me
Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me
Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me

[Verse 2]
They askin' for the verse, a hundred racks
If you ain't talkin' money, then run it back
My pockets too deep for 'em not to be stacked
Yeah you lookin' like distraction, now fall back
Bitch your music's been weak, your fashion wack
Was talkin' out your neck, not even facts
I'm way too real to stoop low
I'm too busy on the road, I'm too busy bookin' shows

[Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus]

Ne-Yo Ft. Sonna Rele - Every Day With Love Lyrics

Every Day With Love Lyrics by Ne-Yo
(Ft. Sonna Rele)

Trade shoes with someone, and walk a full mile
When you get to where you're going, stop and stay awhile
Shake a hand, turn a stranger into a friend
Be the one to remind them that we're one in the same

Mika - Talk About You Lyrics

Talk About You Lyrics by Mika

[Mika]
Walk through the city like stupid people do
A million faces, but all I'm seeing is you
I'm stopping strangers and telling them your name
Convincing haters, one day they'll feel the same

We're common people, we're common people in love
It's supernatural, it's just a force from above
Some call me crazy, some try to make me shut up
If I am crazy, that's what you made me!

[Chorus]
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Yeah it's true, all I do is wanna talk about you

Walk through the jungle that used to be my town
Everything's different, you've turned it upside down
It happened to me, totally unprepared
Just the beginning, but I'm not even scared

'Cause living like this is risking all that I know
And if it kills me, that's the way I wanna go
So pull me under, and put me under your spell
Rather be crazy, than normal people in hell

[Chorus]
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Yeah it's true, all I do is wanna talk about you

I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Yeah it's true, all I do is wanna talk about you

I wanna talk about you, I wanna talk about you
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Oh, all I do is wanna talk about you

Walk through the city, like normal people do,
But all I'm seeing is you

[Chorus]
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Yeah it's true, all I do is wanna talk about you

I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Yeah it's true, all I do is wanna talk about you

I wanna talk about you, I wanna talk about you
I said you're the only one I wanna talk about
Oh, all I do is wanna talk about you

Karmin - Along The Road Lyrics

Along The Road Lyrics by Karmin

Experts at eighteen
With warm beer and caffeine
We spoke all night and hang out due to first light would come
We knew it was over, the morning came sober
We said goodbye and then we smiled trough a lie
Just thinkin'

All the words we never said
All the crazy things we did
Keep on playin' in my head
And although this is the end
Broken hearts are meant to mend
And I know we'll meet again

Days turn to weeks, yeah
We've all cut our tea, so
We're keeping touch although we don't talk much
I knew we'll find out some new friends
Life changes, it happens
But we're still crazy for those good old days we had
Just singing

All the words we never said
All the crazy things we did
Keep on playin' in my head (Ooh, yeah)
And although this is the end
Broken hearts are meant to mend
And I know we'll meet again
Along the road
Oh oh oh ooh
Oh oh oh ooh
Oh oh oh ooh
Along the road

Some will lose their way
Vanish in the ha-aaaaze
But as the sun goes down
I sometimes think about
Yeah yeah!
All the words we never said
All the crazy things we did
Keep on playin' in my head
And although this is the end
Broken hearts are meant to mend
And I know we'll meet again
Along the road
All the words we never said
All the crazy things we did
Keep on playin' in my head
(I know, yeah)
And although this is the end
Broken hearts are meant to mend
And I know we'll meet again
Along the road

Oh oh oh ooh
Oh oh oh ooh
Oh oh oh ooh
Along the road

Ludacris - Charge It To The Rap Game Lyrics

Charge It To The Rap Game Lyrics by Ludacris

[Hook]

Everybody wants the fortune and fame
The more things change , the more they stay the same
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game

[Verse 1]

Where do i begin
Well, the industry shady not everybody is your friend
I had to learn that shit the hard way
In and out bogus contracts since before i was rapping in the hallway
Everyone out for money , executives out for blood
If you don't keep the music current then labels'll pull the plug (Get it)
Hard to admit when shit don't go the way you plan
While everybody's on Instagram just fronting like life is brand
Take it back to one of my first tours
Fuckin' everything movin' thinkin' groupies will never do nothing back to us
Kick 'em out the hotel swearing i hit my finer things
Lost a bunch of jewelry from a Rolex to a diamond chain (Bitch)
How in the hell did i get caught slippin'
Meanwhile on all my records , nigga talkin' bout he pimpin'
Maybe i exaggerated a lil bit
You know fake it till you make it every one of us rappers gotta talk a little shit
Yeah i done smashed some video vixens and some actresses
But brand name pussy don't feel no different on my matresses
Insecure hoes with brest jobs and butt shots
Blaming on us rich niggas sponsoring shit and what not
Now guys are just as big as groupies as these women is
Till you break up and a bitch wonder where her percentage is
While these regular hoes are trying to play the trap game
And now is the time i blame it on the rap game

[Hook]

Everybody wants the fortune and fame
The more things change , the more they stay the same
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game

[Verse 2]

Listen , this ain't scripted this reality
It take some drugs for us to conquer this is sanity
Thieves using our name promoting these fake appearances
Publicists overcharging taking years for these clearances
I got [?] some rappers said i stole their joint nigga
Spend half a million just to prove a fucking point nigga
We got the fans thinking rappers never lose
Gave a producer a hundred grand for a beat i never use (Damn)
The false stories and being misquoted in magazines
Got a nigga wanting to go and load a couple magazines
Head to your office and shoot up the whole fucking staff
Post that on your website and burn while i fucking laugh
You protesters at my concerts y'all make me sick
I thought i told y'all i would never disrespect a bitch
It's clear to see that Hip Hop's under attack man
Or is it cause that no one wants to see a rich black man
Really they want us with no money
Hungover and missing flights and cutting our show money
Hip Hop cops still looking and trying to catch us slippin'
And put us in a position to make some real life decisions (Hmmm)
Or do we just be doing dumb shit
Emptying out these gun clips and always on the run shit
Lifestyles of us entertaining hood niggas
If it's bad to be a rapper what's good nigga

[Hook]

Everybody wants the fortune and fame
The more things change , the more they stay the same
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game
This industry is like a crack game
Sometimes you gotta charge it to the rap game

Ludacris Ft. Monica - Ocean Skies Lyrics

Ocean Skies Lyrics by Ludacris
(Ft. Monica)

Rest in peace Wayne Bridges
You're still living through me
Listen!

Look, I lost my father to the bottle
I'd hug the man today like I might not see him tomorrow
Got a little sorrow for a lifetime
'Cause when he was living I'm thinking how do I get him to listen
When he was seldom in his right mind
My early years I was too young to understand
But I remember the smell of beer and seeing all the empty cans
Waking up, crying in the night, hearing arguments
Hands off my momma, somehow I knew he was the cause of it
Got a little owe to anyone, got a little worse
Drinking must be his remedy, he got a little cursed
Well, tell me what's the cure for a man who misses past
The beat goes on, but the drinking' gotta stop!

[Monica verse: ]
If I had to know I wouldn't see you tomorrow
I would've had you hold to your heart, and put your love in a bottle, hey
But now you got me proved, got that thing gone after sorrow
Wishing every day you were here with me
But now that you're gone, I lost my heart to the bottle, to the bottle
Ooh oh oh

Yeah, I lost my father to the bottle,
Function and alcoholics what they call it far as I know
Became a teenager and started to understand
But even through drinks he still taught me to be a man
So before the hospital, when the paramedics rest him
He knew that everybody who met him, instantly loved him
I run the con concerts ?? made him even sicker
'Cause who gon' tell him he can't drink none of his son's liquor
And tell me how without my father am I supposed to manage?
He had the biggest heart, but had so much of liver damage
Tell me what's the cure for a man who misses past?
The beat goes on, but the drinking' gotta stop!

[Monica verse: ]
If I had to know I wouldn't see you tomorrow
I would've had you hold to your heart, and put your love in a bottle, hey
But now you got me proved, got that thing gone after sorrow
Wishing every day you were here with me
But now that you're gone, I lost my heart to the bottle, to the bottle
Ooh oh oh

Not a day goes by that I don't miss ya, and don't wish you here with me
No matter what you did, I forgive you!

I lost my father to the bottle
Tell your parents you love 'em
You might not see them tomorrow!
I swallow my pride, try to put my problems aside
But I feel so hollow inside
Gotta keep my eyes on the prize
'Cause I'm steady wishing you were here
and see the goals that I plan to reach
You left the day after I put you into my Grammy speech
It's almost like you waited just to see me win
Well, pops I can't wait till the day we meet!

[Monica verse: ]
If I had to know I wouldn't see you tomorrow
I would've had you hold to your heart, and put your love in a bottle, hey
But now you got me proved, got that thing gone after sorrow
Wishing every day you were here with me
But now that you're gone, I lost my heart to the bottle, to the bottle

I can't get over you you you, hey
Love in a bottle, hey hey
Oh, I miss you!
I wanna see you tomorrow
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you tomorrow
I miss you, you you you you
I love you, you you you

Major Lazer - Roll The Bass Lyrics

Roll The Bass Lyrics by Major Lazer

Now, in comes the thing called Major Lazer
Number one sound in the dancehall
We stand tall, sound boy this and fall
That's all!

We're ready for the war
I see the fear in ya eyes
I can smell your desperation
But we have dubplates Galore
Major Lazer sound
Yes we rule the nation
Tonight a little drum pan will die
Sound boy eradication
and it no really matter what you try

Say Diggy down
Well reggae music and the people's choice
Use this riddim and I'ma make your sound play nice
A Major Lazer, a knockdown the place
Now the time to test out the bass
Now make it roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll
Now make it!
Now make it!

[instrumental]

Say Diggy down,
Well reggae music and the people's choice
Use this riddim and I'ma make your sound play nice
A Major Lazer, a knockdown the place
Now the time to test out the bass
Now make it roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll
Now make it!

Killing sound!

We're ready for the war
I see the fear in ya eyes
I can smell your desperation
But we have dubplates Galore
Major Lazer sound!
Yes we rule the nation
Tonight a little drum pan will die
Sound boy eradication
and it no really matter what you try
This is the final destination

[instrumental]

Use this riddim and I'ma make your sound play nice
A Major Lazer, a knockdown the place
Now the time to test out the bass
Now make it roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll roll
Now make it!

[instrumental]

Yelawolf - American You Lyrics

American You Lyrics by Yelawolf

[Verse 1]
Man you got it all worked out, don't you? Old pair of shoes
Never wear your heart on your sleeve cause it don't go with the suit
You got a bad, bad woman with a young little pretty face
They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway

[Chorus]
Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
Fuck you too

[Verse 2]
Mama said steer clear of the devil so you never played in the road
Always lookin' on the bright side, so you never see the potholes
You got a house on a hill, big news, that's a big deal
Big party with your big time friends, man imagine how that feels

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll
I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool
Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it, fuck you
You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
20 dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama
You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow
Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's
Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem
But you fell in love cause to you she was like a supermodel
And they told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway
It ain't no problem
You make somethin' out of nothin', you make money for a livin'
Pushin' buttons, stickin' digits, flippin' burgers in the kitchen
With the vision, you've been dreamin', you've been savin'
You've been given nothin' but shit
But you take it cause you're patient in this prison
Fuck everybody visitin', it ain't them who gotta live in this skin
With all these tattoos that you got, it fuckin' offends them
If it's you that I'm speakin' to, you must be my extension
I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it
Slumerican

[Chorus] x2

Wale Ft. Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign - The Summer League Lyrics

The Summer League Lyrics by Wale
(Ft. Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Intro]
Live from the BF Coliseum, southeast DC, Barry Farms where I was what? Born and raised! Wale, Kanye West and Dolla $ign! DC and Chi Town! Live inside the gates! Welcome to the big show!

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pull up on you, hop out stuntin'
The money keep comin', it keep on comin'
The money keep comin', it keep on comin'
All my bitches love me, the money keep comin'

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Woah, you was just alright
Yeah you, okay
You know I could do this type of shit all night
Anyway, I wanna see you with the lights on, right now
Forreal, you got everybody watchin' like the fight on, god damn
Keep on thuggin', keep on, keep on thuggin'
While the money keep on comin', keep on, keep on comin'

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

[Verse 2: Wale]
Everything fast, everything fact
Money in the bank, put away the cash
Pedal to the floor, foot on the gas
300 on the... like damn
Slippin' and slidin'
Made it to the top but my mama from Nigel
And they just wanna watch shit
[?] flower bomb now the [?]
I tell her, "Keep on comin'"
And when she on top, man she keep on cummin'
And I can't keep her off of me
Keep on, keep on comin'

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

Sia - Light Headed Lyrics

Light Headed Lyrics by Sia

I'm ready for you, I'm ready for life
I trust that I will be alright
I'm ready for us, I'm ready tonight
Catch me, I'm your butterfly
The feeling is right,
No, it can't be wrong
It's what I've been searching for
I think you're the one, I think you're the one
The one that I've been dreaming of

You take my breath away
You got me feeling fade

I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high, touch me tonight
I can't feel my all
I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high,
I feel so damn light headed
So damn light headed

In your embrace I close my eyes,
Our love it feels divine
I feel the heat of his skin on mine
You & I are one tonight!

You take my breath away!
You got me feeling fade!

I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high, touch me tonight
I can't feel my all
I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high,
I feel so damn light headed
So damn light headed

I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high, touch me tonight
I can't feel my all
I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high,
I feel so damn light headed
So damn light headed

I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high, touch me tonight
I can't feel my all
I feel so high, touch me in light
I feel so damn light headed
I feel so high,
I feel so damn light headed
So damn light headed

Hook N Sling Ft. Far East Movement - Break Yourself Lyrics

Break Yourself Lyrics by Hook N Sling
(Ft. Far East Movement)

(Hook)
All these freaks around me, playin’ they don’t wanna leave
All this weed around, I’m only smokin’ on the finest tree
So break yourself, betta break yourself

(Verse)
King of the chill, playin’ the life
And you’re like just rolling blunts for me when I drive
Two symphonies stay polite
So push away in K-Town like a bag of rice
Two dokes, and I’m loco (loco)
Bitch give me head while I’m flippin’ off the popo
Pimp shit, take a zip of the potion
I’m acting these hoes, put that ass in the motion
That’s post sin, all that dope flip like a roach clip
On a big chick with her own shit
Bakin’ in yo house, girl I’m in it now
Yo, I turn it out, turn it out

(Pre-Hook)
Chrome wheels stay spinnin’, hoes grinnin’, I’, winnin’
Ah, we do it right
Sundays I’m sinnin’, no trippin’
Just dippin’ ya to the light
Where the freaks at? At the motel
Where the G’s hit you up like a jail cell
With yo hands up to the top shelf
All my bitches betta break yoself
Betta break yoself

(Hook x2)

(Verse 2)
What it do, all my max and hoes
Hit the jack and roll, we get it crackin’ oh, thorough
How’s the things where I smoke the finest
So dentalized into my cheeky eyelids
I patch my lies, drop low like the bass
Gotta look my pew up-skirt, match the face
I can kill that coupe two drops and one ways
Give a cushion big so she forgot about Trae
So when we gonna fuck? Murder was the case
Got yo ice screaming on the rug, lemme get a taste
Numb, get a wind, neva cum, pass it to my homie man
East side throw it up, movin’, neva play ahead

(Pre-Hook)

(Hook x2)

Young Scooter - Colorado Lyrics

Colorado Lyrics by Young Scooter

Smokin' Kush out the rocky mountain
Yea i smoke colorado (Smoke Colorado)
A hundred real niggas around me and they go where ever i go.....
Young Scoote!!!

[Hook:]
Roll that shit up, That Migo Gang
Smokin' kush out the rocky mountain, yea I smoke Colorado
A hundred real niggas around me and they go where ever i go
Young Scooter...
Yea i still smoke Cali kush but now I smoke Colorado
My juug's house is a mile high yea I call it Colorado (Juug!)
We smoke Colorado (x4)
Cali kush yea I mix it with that Colorado (Kush!)
Postin' up in the hood smokin' Colorado

[Verse 1:]
Five hunnid in my blunt that what I roll up gas (Gas!)
Everybody got their own blunt, ain't no puff puff pass
Black Amigo lawn service, how I juug off grass (BMD!)
Boss talking close the curtain, black seat Maybach
Talkin' bout time from way back, i grew up round that cook crack
Geeked up rollin' that uncle snoop mixed with that Colorado pack
I be high as a mountain (Scooter) plus i smoke out the elbow (Gas)

[Hook:]
Smokin' kush out the rocky mountain, yea i smoke Colorado
A hundred real niggas around me and they go where ever i go
Young Scooter...
Yea I still smoke Cali kush but now I smoke Colorado
My juug's house is a mile high yea I call it Colorado
We smoke Colorado (x4)
Cali kush yea I mix it with that Colorado
Postin' up in the hood smokin' Colorado

[Verse 2:]
I don't smoke that blue dream bullshit, I smoke Colorado
Scooby said them juug trick, the street niggas follow
Tear up in the club pop a hunnid fucking bottles
Being FBG you know everybody starters
Get a pound of Colorado, smoke it up like pronto
Draped up in all this ice, like a motherfucking light show
Yo bitch roll up my blunt, but she roll to slow
50 pounds of Colorado, get that for the huncho (For Real)

[Hook:]

Ace Hood - 100 Foreva Lyrics

100 Foreva Lyrics by Ace Hood

[Verse 1]
I’m sick of these niggas, I’m tired of these niggas
I do not fuck with a lot of these niggas
Gangster hitters, I be with gorillas
Strapped and they ready, you want it you get it
Please do not play with my paper, you finished
Patience is short but them choppers extended
My youngins they thuggin’, they smoking, they fucking
They still out to get it but facing a sentence
Fuck do you phonies be talking about
You do not know what that drama’s about
Make you a promise, I promise to ride
Streets is a struggle, I’m tryna survive
[?] the bitches, the money we getting
Champagne that we sipping and foreigns to drive
I pull up on em and shit on your lawn
On my paper say owner, you know that it’s mine
I’m ready for beef just to capitalize
Rappers are petty, they pussy, vajin
Turn your little block to a vacated sign
They get to shooting like red line
Tony Montana, the crib in Atlanta
Thinking bout copping the Wraith or the Phantom
Jump on the jet in my fucking pajamas
Shout out my niggas 100 forever
All my lil niggas are still on probation
My [?] just caught him a charge, I’m praying he dodge immigration
He say fuck it’s PO and he still on them papers
And he just bought him a chopper, he told me it come with a laser

[Hook]
Shooters, my shooters
Yeah we down to do you
We can make a movie
Shooters, my shooters
Yeah we down to do you
Watch how you maneuver

[Verse 2]
I'm getting tired of tellin' you niggas
Don’t do the zoo, but I know some gorillas
Catch me a body on beats I’m a killer
Flow like a chopper that shot up a villa
Boy don’t forget me, I be with the sinners
I am a vet and you such a beginner
Bitch I run the summers and stunt in the winters
See 90 percent of your shit ain’t remembered
I’m back in this bitch and aim straight at your chest
Kick in the door till I get my respect
Heard the new music, it made me depressed
Free all my niggas that call me collect
We be the business, the lord as my witness
I’m way too committed, no time for them bitches
Shout out Ms. Simmons, you know you can get it
I’m the building, them shooters attending
Like [?] knowledge, we ready for war
Nigga was young when I jumped off the porch
Gave up the tigers and now want the Porsche
Once I got right then my mama divorced
Play with my people, I show no remorse
Throw on my jewelry then show up to court
Crib is so big it look like a resort
Nigga we made it, I’m faded of course
Fuck all these niggas, we fucking they bitch
Hate when they act like they bout it, I guess they just want some attention
Don’t let my humbleness fool you nigga
Call up my niggas to call up they niggas to do you nigga

[Hook]

[Outro]
All of my niggas 100 forever
I'll be that nigga 100 forever
Shout out my bitch is 100 forever
I'll be that nigga 100 forever
Shooters, my shooters
Yeah we down to do you
We can make a movie
I'll be that nigga 100 forever

Future - Never Gon Lose Lyrics

Never Gon Lose Lyrics by Future

[Intro: Future]
This bitch from Australian and i'm an alien

[bridge: Future]
I sit by the cupboard and shit it's so muddy
But I love it baby
When I jump out the whip when i hop out the whip in the fresh and the latest
I do what I want cos I'm sponsored by faded
I drink till I pass out I wake up and drink up again
I pour up again and again
I said i wasn't gonna fuck with that bitch then i fucked her again
I scream out to god in the sewer the streets turn a boy to a man
I let it off with the Ruger i took your bitch to Aruba
She fuck with super cos she got a super
When I say super that junk super future
We never gon lose we never gon lose

[Verse 1: Future]
Never gon lose cos these bitches gon choose
These bitches gon be who they is
Walking and talking like Lesley
You ho to your heart you a ho to your heart
You know i'll be working that boy I'm a part
Serving that boy out the back of the yard
Fuck on your horns you playing my cards
Whip out the whip put out in the garage
Sip on the lean like a fifth of the dark
Hop in the sprinter might hope in the porsche
Telly then rally then gather the squad
Yeah gather the squad
Me and my niggers are muvafucking tight
You can't even tell us apart
Fuck a bitch every single day and night
[it ain't nothing but avatar?]
Valet the car on the curb like im swerving on alcohol
Get a [something] on burgers and xanis like they some tylenol]

I remember nights in eurosel we ain't falling off
I'm on loudest green we got house of green
When i hit the plane when i boarded
They got a magazine with no viazine
Just run around with this 40
She gon throw it for me she gon throw it for me
In o-hi-o thats my shorty
We ain't playing around this dungaries we gon go outside
Your noggin
The city try sabotage me near Compton
They wasn't playing fair no no, no no, no no
Bitches are bald tho she counting the photos
We sell the coco you talking to popo
You know thats a no no, you know whats a no no
You know thats a no no no no no no no no
Came at the dopo serve out the [petida?]
Bitch on your man and your daddy whore
Panti droppers had no panties on
Bitch you stepping in no panties on
Back with these stallys
Back b b back with these stallions
Like she treck out the treck i just carry on
Got the circle on me now i just carry it
Got some ills in new Orleans i buried it
For the cash and some ills out of maryland
See the way they just jumped on the bandwagon
Went bought a g wagon, 56 nights i had to get at it
Mayweather pacquiao nigga we still at it
Get up and get at it guns like i'm bin ladin

[Bridge: Future]

T-Pain Ft. OG Maco - Wait A Minute Lyrics

Wait A Minute Lyrics by T-Pain
(Ft. OG Maco)

[Hook: T-Pain] (x2)
Wait a minute
Shit might take a minute
All my niggas go work, let it cook let it bake a minute
Swimming in the money, my crib got a lake up in it
Indoor pool, outdoor pool, all my bitches getting naked in it

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
I'm rich bitch, spend a milli make a milli
I need it all to come back I know I can't take it with me
But I don't give a fuck about that, if anybody trying to make it with me
Meet me in the mahfucking bus out back I got hoes and they shaking in it
Chopping on 'em put it in the bag first then make money
Chevrolet squatting on them put that bitch in reverse clean that [?]
Who that call the coppers on me I'm the boss I ain't done shit and my hands clean
The chopper get whopping on them, shit'll wake the neighborhood up like caffeine

[Hook](x2)

[Verse 2: OG Maco]
Wait a minute, let a youngin get [?]
Still with my niggas and we flexing
Snakes on my shoes like [?]
Shush, shush
Its like [?] with my every step
Payback but he never left
[?] you could use my help
[?] we still autotune it
Its the resurrection if it wasn't there
Dead presidents poking out the denim
They pissed me off now I'm shitting on them like they were toilets we've been working [?]

[Hook] (x4)

Jackie Thomas - Until The Last Goodbye Lyrics

Until The Last Goodbye Lyrics by Jackie Thomas

Can't help myself 'cause
I'm so into you
Don't have the right
Just give me tonight
I'm waking up guilty
Don't have capacity to remake
Don't tell me to stop, oh, don't tell me to stop, no
What am I doing touching you?
What am I doing to you?

I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
Wish you didn't get me so high
I love you to the last goodbye
I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
I've gotta let you go, don't I?
I love you to the last goodbye
The last goodbye

I feel so lonely
The dark's coming over me
I don't have the right
And I don't wanna fight
Won't give you more than
A few calls every now and then
Don't tell me to stop, oh, don't tell me to stop, no
What am I doing touching you?
What am I doing to you?

I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
Wish you didn't get me so high
I love you to the last goodbye
I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
I've gotta let you go, don't I?
I love you to the last goodbye
The last goodbye

Can't help myself 'cause
I'm so into you
Don't have the right
What am I doing touching you?
What am I doing to you?

I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
Wish you didn't get me so high
I love you to the last goodbye
I know we all pain but it's to a better heart
I've gotta let you go, don't I?
I love you to the last goodbye
The last goodbye
The last goodbye

Usher Ft. Chris Brown - All Falls Down Lyrics

All Falls Down Lyrics by Usher
(Ft. Chris Brown)

[Verse 1: Usher]
She built a bridge out of her own insecurities
No one was brave enough to cross except for me
Here I am
She built a castle from the pieces she took from me
I'm going crazy, I think she brought all the worst in me
Here I am (Yeah)

[Pre-Hook]
Guess the price was the fall if I get up
Cause the strong will survive, that don't give up
Where she fell in love, her heart is resting down
Six feet underground

[Hook]
Oooh she feel stupid loving me for me (Yeah)
And I'm the fool who falls to easily
We all fall down sometimes
We all fall down sometimes
So why can't I (hey) ?
So why can't I (hey) ?

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You gotta go I know the time waits for no man
Don't say your words unspoken girl I overstand
Here I am
Why do we meet ? Some questions don't have an answer
Two out of three made me a believer
Here I am

[Pre-Hook]
Guess the price was the fall if I get up
Cause the strong will survive, that don't give up
Where she fell in love her heart is resting down
Six feet underground

[Hook]
Oooh she feel stupid loving me for me (Yeah)
And I'm the fool who falls to easily
We all fall down sometimes
Girl we all fall down sometimes
So why can't I (hey)?
So why can't I (hey) ?

T.I. - Project Steps Lyrics

Project Steps Lyrics by T.I.

Old habit die hard huh
Disrespect will not be disregarded partna
You cross dat line I'm goin' off bout mine
Man woman and child, no exception home boy no disrespect will be tolerated come hell or high water
You understand that? Ya bitch!
Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova everythang nigga

[Verse 1: T.I.]
I got fake bitches on my timeline
Sucka niggas in my rearview
Wonder why I'm even wasting my time
Even replying to letcha know I don't feel you
Fuck 'em!
Dodging nothin' but a Fed case
Betta know it, tired of holdin' on to dead weight
Goin' let it go
Ain't no turnin' round lookin' back
I Swear to God I'ma drop a gem like cookin' crack
And sell it hard
I'ma, Bankhead nigga to the heart
Tote tools on the boulevard
Its young niggas in a stolen car
With expensive ambition and exquisite pistols we showin’ off
Caught that line and we goin’ off
And let his mom give a damn, who you goin’ call?
You violatin, we ain’t lettin’ nothin’ go at all
We demonstrate and leave your brains on the fuckin' wall
Puss, you disrespectful nigga, got that
I ain’t neva been shot at, and I ain't shot back
Bossed up in a cool whip with a hot gat
And still got stacks from back from “What You Know About That?”

(Hook)
I’m just a project nigga on the front steps
And gettin’ money is the concept
By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
I let that whole clip ride, till ain’t one left in it
Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
Try me, I'ma handle my business
Try me I'ma handle my business, try me

[Verse 2: T.I.]
I got fake bitches in my timeline
Hatin' niggas in my rearview
I got naked bitches in the high rise
On the balcony so they could get a clear view
Of the city with my dick up in it
But in the morning won’t remember which bitch is it, shit
Ay I’m too rich for this shit but I’m too real to be tried nigga
Going against me just like goin’ against God
And I ain’t gotta make excuses
I don't fuck whoever, whatchu wanna do about it
Thought not, fuck around get crossed out
You caught slippin' roll down on your ass, .45 start spittin'
Goin' be a long day nigga I start trippin'
Don’t be stickin' to the script, drive-by audition, wassup
Whatchu do for dough, guess you do it too slow
And by the looks of your stuff, you ain’t doin' enough
I’m poppin' witnesses in the front, leave you in the dust
Kick in your door masked up like, “Who in the fuck?”
Boy you a ho ho, not just a little piece of pussy
Betta watch your ass talkin', you don't me nigga holdup

(Hook)
I’m just a project nigga on the front steps
And gettin’ money is the concept
By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
I let that whole clip ride, til ain’t one left in it
Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
Try me, I'ma handle my business
Try me I'ma handle my business, try me

[Verse 3: T.I.]
All I wanna do is go and chill
Take my mind off the ones I wanna go and kill
Yea, I’m a daddy, love my little girls
But I’ll still check a bitch like ‘Pac did Lauryn Hill
Hey I ain’t grow into it, I was born with it
Used to sell crack to the children of the corn
I’m the reason why your mama warned you
Pray you don’t die before you make it to the street corner

(Hook)
I’m just a project nigga on the front steps
And gettin’ money is the concept
By any means, and the belt where the gun kept
I let that whole clip ride, til ain’t one left in it
Try me, I'ma handle my business, handle my business
Try me, I'ma handle my business
Try me I'ma handle my business, try me!

Meek Mill - Ice Cream (Freestyle) Lyrics

Ice Cream (Freestyle) Lyrics by Meek Mill

The revolution shall be televised
This year it's all about us so fuck the other side
Gotta get killed on camera for us to come alive
Well shit we dead already from all this homicide
In my cell hangin' from a rope
Where you get less time for rape than for sellin' dope
When you get the same time for dope then you do a murder
Innocent 'til guilty, guilty the verdict
Before you even started that Harley, no we ain't notice
Cause we was goin' to war with ourselves over that coca
And they was tryna hurt us, lock us so far in the mountains
Couldn't get no service and our families couldn't service us
Fightin' a silent war with a silencer
Like racin' a Lamborghini with a Challenger
And the feds gon' follow us
Label us as terrorists and then they drop bombs on us
And we turn to media, they lie to us
Nobody really speakin' on them courtrooms that bodied us
Labeled us as hooligans, we trappin' and we movin' it
Kids barely eatin' at that table with that tuna fish
Breakefast and lunchtime Mama ordered the noodle dish
Dinner time I was on the corner, me and Lucifer
Who you s'posed to call when the cops the ones shootin' you?
Nobody
Talked to the Shmurdas and I told 'em keep their head up
And when you touch down, stay focused and get your bread up
Cause when you're gettin' to it the people be gettin' fed up
They buildin' brand new jails for us, don't make your bed up
Use your head, dog, and beware
Certain niggas just ain't good for you dont bring them near ya
I'm young, black, and I get money, my swag serious
America's worst nightmare, I'm what they're scared of
Fresh back home, they had to sit me down
I come back home, they talkin' Nicki now?
I spit like a drummer that hold 50 rounds
And for my walkthroughs it cost 60 pounds
Of Sour D, Hollywood, I should be
But that hood shit bring the hood out of me
I be on the 'gram like I hit the lottery
Buyin' every car, every house I see, tryna be
A gangsta, I was tryna be a king
You're tryna score a point, I was tryna get a ring
Couple niggas got happy, heard I was in the bing
'Til they let me out my cell, I jumped right up in that sink
Balenciaga red interior, they're inferior
I made a couple milli in jail, I'm dead serious
Monkey ass hoes like George and head curious
Flow so wavy man I should've been an aquarius
I'm talkin' to Hov on the jail call
Get so many letters that they thinkin' it's mail fraud
When I fell on the money they said that I fell off
We got like, 6 mansions, 12 lofts
3 condos, any apartments? Hell naw
Just all penthouses, nigga I've been 'bout it
Gets in, gets out it, like it's a robbery
I came up from the bottom and ain't no stoppin' me nigga

Fabolous - Take It Easy (Freestyle) Lyrics

Take It Easy (Freestyle) Lyrics by Fabolous

[Intro]
Take it easy for real bro
*Evil laughing*
Take it easy for real bro,(Yeah)
Take it easy for real bro,(DJ CLUE)
(That boy Fabolous)
They said why I'm going so hard? What I'm s'posed to take it easy?

[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I said too many swag raps and not enough rhymes
Too many watches and not enough time
But today I got time cuz' goodnight to you lames
I'm just over you niggas' Suge Knight in the Range
Might take a few shots I should write in a range
Cause I'm trying to get the paper used to write in my aim
And that make you a target, I will make you a carpet
Have the wolves on you again, make you a Garnett
Niggas' trying to eat don't have me make you the market
Bitches want it now fuck that take you tomorrow shit
Shorty he ain't coppin' he couldn't take you to Target
Get your roll on I take you under the arm pit
Take you to the star shit he just take you to Starlets
Never let a stock boy take you off of the market
Your bitch borin' like her first name is Margaret
My bitch foreign like her last name is Vargas
And shorty miss me I been grinding all week really
Came home to a Minaj like Meek Milly
She call me hit and run I'm like freak really?
I made two hundred all star week silly
Made enough dough to make biscuits for the whole block
I don't spend time I hit the district for a gold watch
My lil' homie, his biscuit is a old Glock
He catch a square and put the Triscuit in a gold box
So take it easy, I told you niggas', giving passes ain't easy
I'm ruthless like EZ, want beef? I'm like Ruth's Chris that's easy
Take your top off make you roofless that easy
Desert Eagle nickname D-easy, bullets pass Romo to D-easy (What up Dez?) Bryant
In New York I'm a Giant, I'm like Victor Cruz with chicks to choose
Met a chick at Sue's her dress fit so well, best catch you done seen since Odell
Niggas' like ex's probably say I'm not shit, if you ain't got haters you probably ain't got shit
Love me in L.A. on some Hollywood Pac shit
Love me in The A up in Follies I'm the hot shit
Love MIA twenty mamis in the spot shit
Love me in my city don't try me with the THOT shit
I'm on some rapper run up probably get shot shit
Star on the ground Hollywood block shit
I got the check and the stripes word to Yeezy
So easy, you niggas' gotta' take it easy

[Outro]
*Girl singing*
Gotta' take it easy, whaaaaat
Gotta' take it easy, whaaaaat
Gotta' take it easy, whaaaaat
Gotta' take it easy, whaaaaat

[DJ Clue]
DESERT STORM!!

[Faboulous talking]
You niggas' gotta' take it easy bro, you looking crazy out here family
Like what are you doing bro? For these hoes?
She...was...running...through....these...dicks...like....a...ho!
You know how that shit go, you know how that shit go. Ha ha ha. Yea
Take it easy for real bro

Kirko Bangz Ft. Ty Dolla $ign - In Her Lane Lyrics

In Her Lane Lyrics by Kirko Bangz
(Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Girl keep shitting on all these hoes
Won't let another nigga get too close
And can't nobody tell you nothing
Gettin' money is all we know
Just be yourself
She knows how stay in her lane
She knows how stay in her lane

[Verse 1: Kirko Bangz]
She know about a couple bitches I'm fucking but never ask no questions
I'm like yeah girl that's how it gotta be
And she can come around me and my niggas even if we got bitches
She orderin' food and rollin' up the weed
Shawty like to keep it real low
She sip some drank, she chill, she smoke
Shawty keep it real G
And I don't need a lock up on my phone
If I'm talking to some bitches don't be on my shoulders let a nigga be
And that's how she do it
She don't be on my page looking for bitches I'm following
Pictures I'm liking nah she don't do it
And every time we fuck she'll never spend a night
When I fall asleep she hit the front door
And I ain't gon' lie sometimes I get lonely and I wanna lay up a little bit
She like boy you better stay in your lane and save that simp shit for another bitch

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

[Verse 2: Kirko Bangz]
Shawty keep it real low-key
She focused on the money she ain't trippin' bout me
She pay her own bills and she do her own thang
And her name ain't never in the streets
Her girlfriends gon' to the club every week
But she don't never go she got deadlines to meet
And she don't never bring up shit she heard about me
God damn this girl so thowed
I fuck with her when I got some free time
She never ask a nigga for some me time
Invention in that pussy body divine
She don't never take pictures, I don't meet moms
It's been a year since the last time she seen the club
To keep it trill, shit I only seen her three times
I met her through a friend I used to be down
She say it's cool shit y'all only fucked three times

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

K Camp Ft. Chris Brown - Lil Bit (Remix) Lyrics

Lil Bit (Remix) Lyrics by K Camp
(Ft. Chris Brown)

[Hook]
Aye get fucked up
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit
Aye get fucked up
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit
Aye get fucked up
We ain't doing much tryna have a good time
Got four bad bitches man the pleasures all mine
Girls kissin' girls best believe they all fine
Gir-girls kissin' girls best believe they all fine
L'ego, l'ego, l'ego, l'ego
What you doin'?
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit
Aye get fucked up
Drink a little bit, smoke a little bit, pop a little bit
Aye get fucked up

[Verse 1: K Camp]
Four bad bitches, man the pleasure all mine
We ain't doin' nothing, tryna to have a good time
Roll around the city, Porsche seats on recline
Four bad bitches fuckin' at the same time
Bitch named Keisha got an ass like a bubble
Feed her M&M's, watch her turn into some trouble
Two hands on the ball, shorty just doubled
Once I get mine I ain't trying to cuddle
All in the party hippy trippy off the henny
Jar full of weed, baby girl I got plenty
Break fast for the chick like I work at Denny's
Shawty where the shots I need many, many, many
Molly in the system, drinkin' out the bottle
Shorty goin' in, going hard full throttle
Instagram likes got her feeling like a model
If you looking' for the drugs, don't worry I got em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Two bad bitches and they fuckin' with a nigga
Feeling on her booty
Dick harder than a missile
Ass in a circle let me feel it just a little
Don't be pulling on my belt cause that shit holding up the pistol
She like to drink that tequila
Hennessy for all my niggas
You can't take none of my bitches
You fuck around you gon' meet my killers
Oooh, iced out rollie bright when the light hit
No Janet Jackson don't fuck with no penny's
Blood in yo T-shirt, them bloods rollin' with me
If you bust at me first I shoot up the city
Hunnits on top of hunnits on them titties
Nigga you ain't never seen no money like this
Codeine I pour it up
Poppin' them pills got me throwing up

[Hook]

Nero - The Thrill Lyrics

The Thrill Lyrics by Nero

[Verse 1: Alana]
It's impossible to see
All the things we used to be
And it's impossible to say
Why I always feel this way

[Chorus: Alana]
Yes, they know it's not me
But they don't know if I can
Yes, they know it's not me
But they don't know if I can

[Verse 2: Alana]
It's impossible to find
The feeling that we left behind
And it's impossible to stay
When you make me feel this way

[Chorus](x3)

Jhene Aiko - Living Room Flow Lyrics

Living Room Flow Lyrics by Jhene Aiko

[Jhene Aiko]
I'm so glad you called right on time
You must have just read my mind
If we skipped the small talk what you now
But I don't have to stay til mornin'
I don't have to pack no clothes
I am not really not that lonely
We finished and I will go

[Hook]
It's whatever you want
I wanna please you most
Whatever turns you on, ah
Just let me know
You are so creative
Know that when you're makin'
Love to me, you do me
And no ones ever done it
That is why I want it all the time
I don't want your heart or your love
Just do what you do what you do to my body
I just wanna - that is all I want

If these walls could talk
They'd say pick me up
And put me on a
This beds way too soft, it's time to get off
Keep it goin', keep it comin', keep it comin'
Make me want it, don't you want it? Don't you love it?
How you want it? Where you want it? Where we goin'?
Oh, livin' room floor, ohhh

[Hook]
It's whatever you want
I wanna please you most
Whatever turns you on, ah
Just let me know
You are so creative
Know that when you're makin'
Love to me, you do me
And no ones ever done it
That is why I want it all the time
I don't want your heart or your love
Just do what you do what you do to my body
I just wanna - that is all I want

Not your love, not year heart, I just want you to start
And do what you do to my body
Do what you do to my body
I love what you do to my body
Just wanna fuck

Migos - People’s Elbow Lyrics

People’s Elbow Lyrics by Migos

[Hook – Quavo]
My wrist like The Rock, people’s elbow
Feds on your block, and they at your door
What you tryna do, flush your work, ho!
Flush the work, ho! Flush the work, ho!
Feds hit your door, better flush that dope
Flush that work, ho! Flush that work, ho!
Flush that work, ho! Flush that work, ho!

[Verse 1 – Quavo]
Take that pot, I hit it with the people’s elbow
All red 'rari, there go Elmo
Choppin' bricks, Leonardo, could be Donatello
The heroin is black like puddin', Bill Cosby, Jell-O
Imma need a whole kilo, ain’t talking bout the rapper Kilo
Got bricks on bricks on bricks like Shaquille O’Neil shooting at the free throw
In the bando looking out the peep hole
Quavo, beast mode
I came a long way, finger fucking the bowl
And now I get 45K for a show
QC the label, free promo
My position is quarterback like Tony Romo
Pretty bitches show me cameltoes
I’m balling, Dubai, riding camels ho
Whatchu mean what I got the Phantom for?
Whatchu mean what I got the banana for?
Choppers on me like Osama nigga
No offense to the loss of the towers
You a gangster then you move in silence
If you talking out loud you a coward

[Hook]

[Verse 2 – Offset]
Flushing the dope if the boys come
Machine in my wrist like Decepticon
I got a mini 14 with a drum
I’m making you black and white just like a nun
Throw a hundred rounds, shit I’m just having fun
Call a Mexican to come and cut the lawn
I got megatons, started with a bum
Whipping up a storm, I’m bout to break my arm
Flush the dope, if the police coming then we shooting at them folks
Standing at the stove, cooking the Marilyn Monroe
She get back to cooking dope and Imma fuck her in the throat
Started from the bottom, we started up on the floor
Versace, Versace, we hit em with the elbow
Run to the money like Usain Bolt, we got way more Os than tic-tac-toes
Walk in Magic City like we walking in the snow
Tyler [?] earlobe, Givenchy on my toe
[?], I made em think a nigga sold his soul
Trapping gas bags, toss a nigga like a toad
Free all my niggas down the road, I never told
[?] when it’s coke I got the F&N in my coat
Cook a nigga like a pork if the money keep on coming short
Thought I was a joke, I got more bread than the law

Future - March Madness Lyrics

March Madness Lyrics by Future

[Intro: Future]
Dress it up and make it real for me
Whatever that fucking means

[Hook: Future]
Dirty soda in a styrofoam
Spend a day to get my mind blown
Dress it up and go to NASA
200 miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid
We the ones that kept it cool with all these niggas 'til these niggas start acting
Shoot a nigga like a film in a movie, nigga, gone let 'em have it
Ballin' like the March Madness
All these cops shooting niggas, tragic
I'm the one that's living lavish
Like I'm playing for the Mavericks
I didn't wanna fuck the bitch, the molly made me fuck her even though she average

[Verse 1: Future]
Dirty muddy in a cup
45 by my gut
My young nigga in a cut
Taking you out for some Jordans
Let's count this money, no rushin'
I'm on a one way, flushin'
Loud pack smelling musty
These fuckin' police can't touch me
These police-police can't touch me
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me
Apply the pressure with the VVS
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Drive the foreign like it was a Ch-skrrrrtt
Lift it up and gone and off-set it
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry
Future Hendrix, dirty sprite, legendary

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 2: Future]
Fuck on a basic bitch
We gone wake up and smoke on some blunt and fuck
She gone keep it so real with a nigga that-
I'ma come back and always gone fuck with her
Bend a curve and spray like a model but
I was working and serving in all the clubs
I get high 'til I'm higher than Mercury
Fuck around teach you that recipe
Fuck around, you gone be out of here
Make her say ha like a nigga was Juve
Soon as that work hit the city, we move it
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie
Take the tool inside the club, just incase a nigga ever gotta use it
Get a pint of code an pour it up, nigga

[Hook: Future]

[Bridge: Future]
These police-police can't touch me
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me
Apply the pressure with the VVS
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Drive the foreign like it was a Ch-skrrrrtt
Lift it up and gone and off-set it
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry
Future Hendrix, dirty sprite, legendary

[Hook: Future]

Black Coast Ft. M. Maggie - Ride Lyrics

Ride Lyrics by Black Coast
(Ft. M. Maggie)

Skin in chains, white taints
Me in between can you think a better thing
Your back seems come and miss me the most, yeah
Dim the light, me and you're right upon
Be long gone, if only for tonight
Leave your light up, on the black coast

The dark coast, feel the sun as it's slipping away
Into the part of me that loves you
You're still
A part of me that needs to
Coast, coast, coast
A dark coast, coast

I, I, I, I, surrender
Losing the light touch for sight
And I don't wanna waste your sweet
This time you stay out
And you can go when I'm not around

We're sinking, time almost make
Hold me like when you breathe
I like it on my neck
And it goes straight to my moans
My heart's in the coast

The dark coast, feel the sun as it's slipping away
Into the part of me that loves you
You're still
A part of me that needs to
Coast, coast, coast
A dark coast, coast

Place the hide, the physical high
Blood shot I miss you, I do every night
Exactly, what I mean to suppose, oh
Place the hide, the physical high
Blood shot I miss you, I do every night
Exactly, what I mean to suppose, oh

Hands at the sky, sand in my sight
You next to me, all that's on my mind
A little toast to the black coast
I'll be back before you know
Back before you know

The dark coast, feel the sun as it's slipping away
Into the part of me that loves you
You're still
A part of me that needs to

Twenty One Pilots - Fairly Local Lyrics

Fairly Local Lyrics by Twenty One Pilots

I’m fairly local, I’ve been around
I’ve seen the streets you're walking down
I’m fairly local, good people now

I’m evil to the core
What I shouldn't do I will
They say I’m emotional
What I want to save I’ll kill
Is that who I truly am?
I truly don’t have a chance
Tomorrow I’ll keep a beat
And repeat yesterday’s dance

Yo, this song will never be on the radio
Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote
It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional
Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral
The world around us is burning but we’re so cold
It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional

I’m fairly local, I’ve been around
I’ve seen the streets you're walking down
I’m fairly local, good people now

I’m not evil to the core
What I shouldn't do I will fight
I know I’m emotional
What I want to save I will try
I know who I truly am
I truly do have a chance
Tomorrow I’ll switch the beat
To avoid yesterday’s dance

Yo, this song will never be on the radio
Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote
It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional
Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral
The world around us is burning but we’re so cold
It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional

I’m fairly local, I’ve been around
I’ve seen the streets you're walking down
I’m fairly local, good people now

Ludacris Ft. Big K.R.I.T. - Come and See Me Lyrics

Come and See Me Lyrics by Ludacris
(Ft. Big K.R.I.T.)

[Hook: Ludacris](Big K.R.I.T.)
6 fifteens, candy coated riding clean
Every time I pull out a new whip I cause a scene
Rolling through my hood, I told 'em pimpin' ain't that easy
So whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
(Come and see me) Come and see me
(Come and see me) Come and see me
Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
(Come and see me) Come and see me
(Come and see me) Come and see me
Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me

[Verse 1: Ludacris]
I'm talking Monte Carlos, Crown Vics, Cadillacs and Regals
If I get pulled over, everything I got's illegal
But I ain't got no worries I got Jesus riding shotgun
Knowing that I need a meal ticket and I can't stop until I got one

[Big K.R.I.T.]
Shit, I'm whippin' cutty bubble bucket busty, bitches love to ride too
Hanging out the window front and central like a late-night Wendy's drive through
Tweeters, speakers, jeekers fiendin', diamond in the back my nigga
I got two white girls, think I oughta have a curl in return of the mack, my nigga

[Ludacris]
It's the return of the 'Lac
Riding on so many horses they think I'm playing polo
Candy paint drippin' like a Jheri curl, nigga, I'mma let my soul glo
Fleet, flickin', screaming, bitches, pitchin', counter, past fate
And all of the women get jealous cause of the way my car can make its ass shake

[Big KRIT]
Last to base, in the face
The law's right beside me, my window tint, dawg
My rims are too large
As soon as I hit the back road bet the law can't find me
Ridin', candy paint with two poles in the trunk
Popped up twice with two hoes in the trunk
Disturb our peace with fifteens that thump
Duck my slab get sawed off with the pump

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]
I got two floors in my trunk, club lights in my trunk
I charge at the door them hoes hit the floor, we have club nights in my trunk
Cause it's an earthquake when I park, I keep a UFO in my yard
My wheels so big when I swing my whip I can high five God, lord

[Ludacris]
I could skydive off of the top of the roof, rims taller than King Kong
Riding around looking for an ass that I could sit my drink on
My seats warm, my drink cold, my paint dry, but her mouth wet
Suffocate that ho till that bitch look like Smurfett

[Big KRIT]
007 pressin' more buttons, I got all these gadgets, ho
I got all these alpine, it could turn a square chick ratchet, ho
Neon lights shine neon bright that I could direct all this traffic, ho
Young and wise my 9 to 5 would be a vortex if I crash it, ho

[Ludacris]
Like a head on collision with a red bone mouth colder than Michigan
Reach in that glove box and I got more rubbers than Michelin
I'm feeling like Yao Ming in the whip (why?) I need more leg room
So I hit a switch and the whole back seat turned into a god damn bedroom

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Ludacris](Big K.R.I.T.)
Okay now, ho, pour out that drinking watch me fire up that blunt
Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
(Don't make you pop our fuckin' trunk)
Don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk

[Big K.R.I.T.](Ludacris)
Okay, now bow down when you see me, don't be trippin' on the thump
Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
(Don't make you pop our fuckin' trunk)
Don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
Hold up