London Grammar - Wasting My Young Years Lyrics

Wasting My Young Years Lyrics
by London Grammar

(Verse)
You cross this line
Do you find it hard to say it with me tonight?
I’ve walked these miles but I’ve walked in straight line
You’ll never know what was there to be
Fine

(Pre-Chorus)
I’m wasting my young years
It doesn’t matter here
I’m chasing more ideas
It doesn’t matter here

(Chorus)
Baby…
We are
We are
Baby, I’m wasting my young years
Baby…
We are
We are
Baby, I’m wasting my young years

(Verse)
Don’t you know that it’s all I feel?
I wouldn’t worry, you have all the love
I’ve heard it takes some time to get it right

(Pre-Chorus)
I’m wasting my young years
It doesn’t matter here
I’m chasing more ideas
It doesn’t matter here

(Chorus)
Baby…
We are
We are
Baby, I’m wasting my young years
Baby…
We are
We are
Baby, I’m wasting my young years

I don’t know what you want
Don’t leave me hanging on
Don’t know what you want
Don’t leave me hanging on

London Grammar - Wasting My Young Years Lyrics

Natalia Kills - Saturday Night Lyrics

Saturday Night Lyrics
by Natalia Kills

Momma you’re beautiful tonight,
Movie star hair and that black eye,
You can’t even notice it when you smile so hard through a heart felt lie,
Go kiss the liquor off his laugh,
Another suitcase full of cash,
Shiny apologies in a velvet box,
What a real good man.

We drive brand new cars and we light fine cigars,
We shine like small town stars through the best days of our lives,

We would walk right down the pavement,
I know we’re gonna be just fine,
And I’ll put on my dancing shoes real tight,
‘Cause it’s just another Saturday night

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Just another Saturday night,
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Another fist, another wall,
We lose ourselves we lose it all,
I wrote him a hundred times,
Can you hear my heart through the prison bars?
The boys I kiss don’t know my name,
The tears I cry all taste of blame,
Bad luck and dirty cops,
I’m a ****ing teenage tragedy,

I walk lonely streets and I talk big time dreams,
So hold on before you see that you’re better off without me,

Cause when I look up from the pavement,
I know I’m gonna be just fine,
And I’ll put on my dancing shoes real tight,
‘Cause it’s just another Saturday night

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Just another Saturday night,
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

There’s a rainbow on the bathroom door again,
Where the lipstick slides and the pearls all fly,
I’m gone and I ain’t coming back this time,
I’m gonna find my home underneath the city lights,

Pills fall like diamonds from my purse,
Right out the hole in my fur coat,
Straight down the gutter goes my antidote to a broken girl,
I promise I’ll be the one you want,
Don’t tell me I’m unfixable,
You don’t know what it’s like to be seventeen with no place to go,

But give me just one night and I’ll be almost fine,
Remind me one more time it’s the best days of our lives,

Cause when I look up from the pavement,
I know we’re gonna be just fine,
And I’ll put on my dancing shoes real tight,
‘Cause it’s just another Saturday night

Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Just another Saturday night,
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Just another Saturday night,
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Just another Saturday night,
Just another Saturday night.

Natalia Kills - Saturday Night Lyrics

AJ Michalka - All I’ve Ever Needed Lyrics

All I’ve Ever Needed Lyrics
by AJ Michalka

Honestly it’s time for honesty
My heart is on my sleeve
Oh will you hear me out?
I’ve got nothing left to give of me
I gave up everything
So there is nothing less to loose from me now
But you forgive me somehow

I’ve chased a million things
Bright lights and empty dreams
Now here I am
Right where I thought I wanted to be
I’ll trade it all right now
Leave it all and lay it down
To get back to where I belong
Lord all I’ve ever needed was your love.

Truth be told I made this world my home
I let it steal my soul, but now I want it back
Cause all I need is waiting
In your arms a place to hang my heart
Where I am known at last
You’re the one true thing I have

I’ve chased a million things
Bright lights and empty dreams
Now here I am
Right where I thought I wanted to be
I’ll trade it all right now
Leave it all and lay it down
To get back to where I belong
Lord all I’ve ever needed was your love.

And I know that I was meant to be
More than just a melody
I know that You had hopes for me
I hope you still believe in me…

I’ve chased a million things
Bright lights and empty dreams
Now here I am
Right where I thought I wanted to be
I’ll trade it all right now
Leave it all and lay it down
To get back to where I belong
Lord all I’ve ever needed was your love
Lord all I’ve needed was Your love

AJ Michalka - All I’ve Ever Needed Lyrics

Bonnie McKee - American Girl Lyrics

American Girl Lyrics
by Bonnie McKee

I fell in love in a 7/11 parking lot
Sat on the curb drinking slurpees we mixed with alcohol
We talked about all our dreams and how we would show ‘em all (whoa oh oh oh)
I told him I got a plan and I’m gonna dominate
And I don’t need any man to be getting in my way
But if you talk with your hands then we can negotiate (whoa oh oh oh)
I just keep moving my body (yeah)
I’m always ready to party (yeah)
No I don’t listen to mommy (yeah)
And I’ll never say that I’m sorry

Chorus
Oh I’m an American girl
Hot blooded and I’m ready to go I’m loving taking over the world
Hot blooded, all american girl (Whoa) I was raised by a television
Every day is a competition Put the key in my ignition (Oh-way-oh)

I wanna see all the stars and everything in between I wanna buy a new heart out of a vending machine
Cause It’s a free country so baby we can do anything (Whoa)
I just keep moving my body (yeah) I’m always ready to party (yeah) No I don’t listen to mommy (yeah) and I’ll never say that I’m sorry

Chorus
Oh I’m an American girl Hot blooded and I’m ready to go I’m loving taking over the world Hot blooded, all American girl (Whoa) I was raised by a television Every day is a competition Put the key in my ignition (Oh-way-oh)

You know we’re gonna shine so bright (Oh we’re gonna shine so bright…) Oh baby gonna go all night (Oh we’re gonna go all night) You know we’re gonna shine so bright (Oh we’re gonna shine so bright…) Oh baby gonna go all night

Chorus
Oh I’m an american girl
Hot blooded and I’m ready to go I’m loving taking over the world Hot blooded, all american girl (Whoa) I was raised by a television Every day is a competition Put the key into my ignition (Oh-way-oh)

Oh I’m an american girl
Hot blooded and I’m ready to go I’m loving taking over the world
I’m an American girl…

Bonnie McKee - American Girl Lyrics

Jay-Z - Oceans Lyrics (ft. Frank Ocean)

Oceans Lyrics
by Jay-Z (feat. Frank Ocean)

[Intro]
Blessings, blessings yeah

[Hook: Frank Ocean]
I see
Elephant tusk on the boar of a sailing lady
Docked on the Ivory Coast
Mercedes in a row winding down the road
I hope my black skin don’t dirt this white tuxedo
Before the Basquait show and if so
Well… it
…it
Because this water drown my family
This water mixed my blood, this water tells my story
This water knows it all
Go ahead and spill some champagne
In the water
Go ahead and watch the sun blaze
On the waves
Of the ocean

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
…boy still smelling like…
White boat, white robe
Can he be more cleaner
The oil spill that BP ain’t clean up
I’m anti Santa Maria
Only Christopher we acknowledge
Is Wallace, I don’t even like Washingtons in my pocket
Black card go hard when I’m shopping
Boat dock in front of Hermes picking cotton
Sink and fleeces
Lay on my…
Oh my… I hope y’all don’t get sea sick
See me in… you never saw
If it wasn’t for these pictures
They wouldn’t see me at all
Aww whole world in awe
I crash through glass ceilings
I break through closed doors
I’m on the ocean
I’m in heaven
Yachting
Ocean 11

[Hook: Frank Ocean]

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Me and Ty Ty is like Pablo and Popeye
Winding dirt roads on mopeds spilling opus
Welcome to the magnum opus
The Magna Carta
The best-selling author Decoded
On the holiday playing Strange Fruit
If I’mma make it to a billi I can’t take the same route
Swoosh
Now that’s the sound of the border
Swoosh
Now that’s the sound of a baller
…Hovi my back against the rope, the black Maybach
I’m back inside the boat
Shepard Fairey they finally gave me some hope
Can’t believe they got a… to vote
Democrat, nope
I sold…
In trouble water I had to learn how to float
On the ocean
I’m in heaven
Yachting
Ocean 11

[Hook: Frank Ocean]

Jay-Z - Oceans Lyrics (ft. Frank Ocean)

Machine Gun Kelly - Raise The Flag Lyrics

Raise The Flag Lyrics
by Machine Gun Kelly

[Hook: Florence Welch]
Regrets collect like old friends
Here to relive your darkest moments
I can see no way, I can see no way
And all of the ghouls come out to play
And every demon wants his pound of flesh
But I like to keep some things to myself
I like to keep my issues strong
It’s always darkest before the dawn

[Verse 1]
All these pretty lights… can’t you see ‘em?
Endless nights – and my life’s museum
Where we see our heroes, and pretend to be ‘em
And we seize the day… carpe diem
Previous to this dream state I had leftovers on each plate
Left shoe, all tatted up, from this long journey my feet ache
Left the life that I lived ’cause every day was just replays
And I dreamed big, walked around in my PJs
And my street days is still here
Never changed, like I still wear the pair
Phone call, what for?
We ain’t long distance, I’m still there
Still on the blocks with gun cocks and gunshots
I’m up, I’m the leader of a sound of what’s hot
$12 showers at the truck stops
Would give anybody motivation that you must not lose this
One shot…

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
(Demon days) evil nights – (countin’ hours) frequent flights
(God flow) people strife – (hear it once) speak it twice
Hearts never break even, and they change colour like seasons
Backs turn like treason – but somehow you swear you ain’t leavin’
Follow me now, follow me now
Spoonfuls of sugar and handfulls of medicine help it go down
Help it go down, help it go down
I was just a fool in a room full of innocents, look at me know
Look at me know, look at me know
Feel my words (look at this sound)
Reminiscing on when I was lookin’ out on the city
Wishing a million motherfuckers’d give me that crown
Bitch, I run this town…

[Hook]

[Outro]
All of the people out there with me right now…
Raise your motherfuckin’ flags…
See this is the beginning… this is ours…
This is Black Flag…

Machine Gun Kelly - Raise The Flag Lyrics

Ace Hood - We Them Niggas Lyrics

We Them Niggas Lyrics
by Ace Hood

[Hook]
Anybody seen a waitress? Tell her bring more liquor
All my dawgs in the building, and we smokin’ on that killer
Anybody know a hater? Middle finger to the ceiling
Feelin’ like John Gotti – can’t nobody fuck with us (turn up)
We them niggas… we them niggas, we them niggas…
All the bad bitches know it (all the bad bitches know it)
We them niggas, we them niggas…
Middle finger to the ceiling…
We them niggas, we them niggas…
We don’t really give a fuck…
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas

[Verse 1]
I’m screamin’ “fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down for my niggas”
Middle finger to the ceiling, everybody keep calm
‘Cause you’ve got some real niggas in the building
And you don’t really look familiar – that’s your girl?
My bad, in my ear she’s been begging me to hit her
Oh lord! Oh lord!
Have her really catching feelings all night from the club to the villa
Know you’re chilling with the realest, I ain’t even gotta say it
Blowin’ money, I don’t really mean to litter
We them niggas, we them niggas from the bottom to the top
Y’all mad? LOL – go figure
Balmain on the feet, twenty bottles of the peach
On the way, light ‘em up, light ‘em up
I don’t really give a what, I don’t really give a what
Mess around, I’mma buy the whole club
I’m just really showin’ love
That gon’ probably get ‘em mad, so sad
All haters need a hug
Take a hit of these drugs, gettin’ high with my dawgs
‘Til the ma’fuckin’ sun come up
Let it pass, puff puff

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I let them haters keep talkin’ while the money pile up
I pull up in a two-seater, you see him with a badass bitch
Lil’ nigga, that’s a must
Good Lord! Good Lord!
Man, her ass so retarded it belong on a short yellow bus
And she rollin’ with them niggas, but she knew that already
Yeah, we heavy in this bitch like “what?”
Now where you from, where you from?
Don’t nobody else matter but your day one niggas from the jump
Yeah we started from the bottom with a dream and a dollar
Keep it real, shorty, I know you wanna fuck
Amen! Amen!
Swear this watch that I’m wearin’ on my wrist
Man, this shit is pretty rare
Everything I do big, all I do is set trends
You can try it, don’t nobody really care
Don’t nobody really care
I can show you my committee, in my city
Boy, I’m treated like the mayor
Way the bezel gold is shining on a 100 grand Rollie
Boy, it really ain’t a choice but to stare
I’m just keepin’ shit player…

[Hook]

[Outro]
Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas”
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas
Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas”
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas
Let me hear you say “fuck the niggas”
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas
Everybody know they can’t fuck with us
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what?
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what?
‘Cause we them niggas, we them niggas, what?

Ace Hood - We Them Niggas Lyrics

Asher Roth - Pop Radio & Pearly Gates Lyrics

Pop Radio & Pearly Gates Lyrics
by Asher Roth

[Verse 1]
Bruce hit me up, quarter past a digit
Had the freakin’ fortitude to ask me if I’m with it
(Are you with it?)
Well of course, yeah, I’m sure, are you kidding
I mean, it’s only fitting, shit, I do it for a living
When you sing a song in sixpence, pocket full of rye
Mr. Breadwinner, take a slice of humble pie
Sit on down and listen, you won’t have to wonder why
Hit Atlantis in the spring, spend my summers out in Oz
On that bawitdaba da bang da bang
Man, it’s so strange, we all came from orangutans
Now we got names, shiny things and blang a blangs
Stay in your lane, young man, don’t you change a thing
We gonna get high if you wanna, it’s your birthday party
Now I ride in Excursions and I call shotty
Bang tat, slang slap, entertain with the brain rap
Wanted new frames and engraved, you should arrange that
Great Danes guard the strains and the rain stash
Ain’t playin’ games, paid in cash with the grain stack
Stay black, wait, let me rephrase that
Give it to you straight, never stray, let ‘em play that

[Hook]
Pop radio
Pop radio
Pop radio
Here’s comin’, now they runnin’ for the door

[Verse 2]
Lock, stock, two barrels, smokin’ a stogie
You call it a sub, my homies call it a hoagie
Turn around like we just did the Hokey Pokey
Low key flow, rope-a-dope, keep it grown, Steve Aoki
I was OED Chanel and cheap Chanel
Jeez, at least release the beats with Pharrell
I mean, for real, you just peace and leave your cell
Took the keys from Alicia, even Beast kiss and tell
That’s the bell, beauty owned by Drew Hill
Got them red shells ready and I’m comin’ for the kill
If that plan fails, well then shit, you front the bill
If they drop me from the label, I’ll be… for a mill’
Skills, never leavin’ home without ‘em
Lost them in the couch, looked around, and then I found them
Make your momma proud, make your father even prouder
Play the newest Roth, make the volume even louder
Like, at the pool, all the kids will call me Powder
Cause my skin is the same color as clam chowder
Branch out, I’ll splatter your grey matter
When I’m late for a date
Drink tea with the Sane Hatter

[Hook]

-

[Verse 1]
Yo they thought I made a million dollars off I Love College
Got a motto, full ride them then retire to Bahamas
I probably shouldn’t my goodness, no idea what I have put up with
Bunch of lame excuses from the suits up in the music biz
Listen to what Q-Tip said, “game it be the shadiest”
Keepers at the gate, what it take for you to play my shit?
I’ve been super patient, watching dudes get in my lane
But lets be honest for a second, we all know we’re not the same
And I know just what you think, this wonder is one hit
It’s a product or a… I promise it’s not it
No verse that I ain’t rip
With words that you can’t script
We all know who did it first, it just hurts you to admit
I’ve been shitted on, spit up on, dissed and forgotten
Rick Ross can be a cop, Drake started from the bottom
No offense, I don’t want to start a problem but come on
All I ever did was tell you I was champ in beer pong
I don’t want to live forever but sure hope it lasts long
Never underestimate the power of a rap song
Never following a fad, I create a platform
Have a son and leave him something
Hopeful he can pass on like

[Hook]
We’re here to stay and never ever going away, right?
We’re here to stay and never ever going away, right?
We’re here to stay and never ever going away, right?

[Verse 2]
Keep my foot up on the gas, now I’m never going back off
Now they’re saying, “Ash, yo that mother fuckers back dog.”
Sure, had it in my palm but I had to let it go
Some may say I’m wrong, but it’s the only way I could grow
Most don’t understand this entire thing is out control
No matter how it’s going down, always have to let them know
Kids eat your vegetables, stretch, wear your SPF
Give 110% work until it’s nothing left
I refuse, but I confess
Wanted me to keep them dumb
Get them stoned, get them drunk
I’m supposed to let them dunk?
Nah fuck that, man I’m jumping up to stuff that
Even if that means I’m getting stuck with just a buss pass
Bucks keep the money, I love the feeling of hungry
101 and running from the city it’s always sunny
I’m cunning and funny, something you can never take from me
I know you feel it coming, mummy didn’t raise a dummy
Love me hate me call me crazy no matter what they rate me
Or how serious they take me, what the labels try to make me
Man I know that I’m amazing, I’ll prove it just you wait
And I’ll never have a problem when I reach the pearly gates like

[Hook]

Asher Roth - Pop Radio & Pearly Gates Lyrics

Kirko Bangz - Shirt By Versace Lyrics (ft. French Montana)

Shirt By Versace Lyrics
by Kirko Bangz (feat. French Montana)

You know what I mean, Versace, Versace,
You know what I mean, Versace, Versace
Shirt, shirt by Versace
Said you better f*ck so, f*ck so, f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
Said you better f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
Shirt, shirt by Versace
Said you better f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
I just brought a short for tonight
And it cause for our honey
I see the bad B*tch of at the line on’.too honey
Versace on the chain knew it that my side, and Versace’s my men
In the’
All day I dream about Versace on the limit
f*ck the work and she .. me ‘beside she wanna be with me
I only want that B*tch but she is missing
f*ck the hore and beside she had enthusiasm
And do what I’m suppose to do
I’m nigga side she’s my nigga’
‘aint no ‘we all get ..give a f*ck and give my nigga
They f*ck your turn
Shirt, shirt by Versace
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
Shirt, shirt by Versace
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
‘B*tch you wanna f*ck so
..
Talking lines in here
B*tch wanna f*ck some
Hundred times get ‘
All I do it’s f*ck some
B*tch better f*ck some
Am I sure they are honey
B*tch better f*ck some

I just cut some.., this balls just cut the ‘
You better f*ck some
You serve like a lider
They told me ..catch the pussy like a ‘
B*tch ‘aint nigga balling
Call my ‘
Give a f*ck about they ‘
f*ck nigga what you hate about
Sure, sure from Versace
Said you better f*ck so, f*ck so, f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
Said you better f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
Shirt, shirt by Versace
Said you better f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
..
f*cking it’s so high
I love the B*tch, in high-school was a hore
And a hundred bills on the floor
B*tch you better f*ck some
..
I prefer bad B*tches, no make up

I never pay for ‘and I never go for ‘
My change Versace
..
Ooh I do this cause I love how it feels
..
Middle finger’s in the air, I don’t trust you, B*tches
Spend my money on me so I can f*ck you B*tch
Sure, sure from Versace
Said you better f*ck so, f*ck so, f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
Shirt, shirt by Versace
Said you better f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so
Ooh let’s make sure by ‘that’s way you can find me
Way this guy just wanna meet …cause I’m coming right clear and make me wanna f*ck you
Sure you got some ‘stop in a party make you nigga’

Give me all ‘f*ck off
She gonna tell me papi wile she sit on my leg

You go me feeling like a ‘
Go real go change and I’m in the game
B*tch you wanna f*ck some?
Shirt, shirt by Versace
B*tch you better f*ck so, f*ck so, f*ck so
Holds, wanna be naughty
Holds, wanna be naughty
B*tch you wanna f*ck so

Kirko Bangz - Shirt By Versace Lyrics (ft. French Montana)

Jay-Z - Holy Grail Lyrics (ft. Justin Timberlake)

Holy Grail Lyrics
by Jay-Z (feat. Justin Timberlake)

[Verse 1: Justin Timberlake]
You take the clothes off my back
And I let you
You steal the food right out of my mouth
And I watch you eat it
I still don’t know why
Why our love is so much
Oh…
You curse my name
In spite to put me to shame
Air all my laundry in the streets
Dirty or clean
Give it up for fame
But I still don’t know why
Why I love it so much
Yeah

[Hook]
And Baby
It’s amazing I’m in this maze with you
I just can’t crack the code
One day you screaming you love me loud
The next day you’re so cold
One day you here, one day you there, one day you care
You’re so unfair sipping from the cup
Till it runneth over, Holy Grail

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
Blue told me to remind you niggas
Fuck that shit y’all talk about
I’m the shit, caught up in all these lights and cameras
But look what that shit did to Hammer
…it I like it
The bright lights is enticing
But look what it did to Tyson
All that money in one night
30 mill for one fight
But soon as all the money blows
All the pigeons take flight
Keep the fame, keep cheating on me
What I do, I took her back, fool me twice
That’s my bad, I can’t even blame her for that
Enough to make me to…
Momma please just get my bail
I know nobody to blame
Kurt Cobain, I did it to myself

[Brigde: Justin Timberlake]
And we all just entertainers (x2)
And we’re stupid, and contagious

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Now I got tattoos on my body
Psycho… in my lobby
I got haters in the paper
Photo shoots with paparazzi
Can’t even take my daughter for a walk
See them by the corner store
I feel like I’m cornered off
Enough is enough
I’m calling this off
Who the fuck I’m kidding though?
I’m getting…
Sitting low
Sliding by
In that big body
Curtains all in my window
This fame hurt
But this chain works
I think back
You asked the same person
If this is all you had to deal with
…deal with
It, this… ain’t work
This light work
Camera snapping, my eyes hurt
…dying back where I was birthed
…your iris and IRS
Get the… up off of your high horse
You got the… that…
Dry yours
Why you mad
Take the good with the bad
Don’t throw that baby out with the bath water
You’re still alive
Still that…
You survived
You still getting bigger…
Living the life
Vanilla wafers
In a villa
Illest… alive
Michael Jackson thriller

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

[Outro]
Don’t know why
Love you so much

Jay-Z - Holy Grail Lyrics (ft. Justin Timberlake)

Asher Roth - Party Girl Lyrics (ft. Lil Wayne)

Party Girl Lyrics
by Asher Roth (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Intro]
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time

[Verse 1: Asher Roth]
My girl, she drinks and smokes
Then she goes to fashion shows
Forth and back, back and forth
Takes the… just like a pro
Try to keep on up with her but really why bother
Girl’s a super hottie plus she parties way harder
Still looking great with no make-up on
Keep going strong ’til the break of dawn
Eighth to the face, take it straight no chase
When she stay to the pace ain’t a damn thing wrong
Mother, sister, brother they insist on drinking water
But she’s sipping on some liquor,
Janice Dickinson had taught her well
Hammered, you can hardly tell
Stammered, but she hides it well
Hands up in the air and yells “party all the time!”
She dance around me in her thong
Sing along, favorite song
Rip a shot, hit the bong
Going all night long

[Hook]
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time
My girl wants to
Party all the time, party all the time, party all the time

[Verse 2: Asher Roth]
Sorry little barbie who can hardly take a sip
Yeah, my chick be drinking whiskey just to chase it with a kiss
Then she’ll charge it to her card, whole bar, plus tip
Yeah for her and all her friends cause she never pays for shit
Kind of chick that you see on the t.v. (yeah)
Real high heels and her cleavage (yeah)
Rolling up some homegrown asking
“Can we smoke some weed in here?”
Isn’t like she needed it but got diamonds and pearls
And definitely ain’t a lesbian but kisses other girls
Drives a car that isn’t hers, keeps the keys up in her purse
Lipstick, red or pink, tell me which do you prefer?
Mini-skirts exotic furs wanna make the kitten purr
Try to go and buy a drink
But split before you finish yours ’cause she…

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
My girl like other girls – how awesome is that?
I let my homies run a train right off of the track
She wasted – swallow, don’t waste it
She just tell me to come – like invitations
Yeah, she on one… she drink, she smoke
A jump off – like a sinking boat
That I could overboard – I pray she sober, lord
But I can’t picture that, with a Polaroid
And she look at her watch and say “it’s party time!”
She say “here’s to living life on the borderline”
I say “you go girl, but stop talkin’ that shit”
‘Cause no matter what you say, you still a Young Money bitch

[Hook]

Asher Roth - Party Girl Lyrics (ft. Lil Wayne)

Riff Raff - Dolce & Gabbana Lyrics

Dolce & Gabbana Lyrics
by Riff Raff

[Hook]
…butt-naked, sippin’ drank in my sauna
Only fuck with hoes who rock Dolce & Gabbana
Dolce & Gabbana… Dolce & Gabbana…
Only fuck with hoes who rock Dolce & Gabbana
…butt-naked, sippin’ drank in my sauna
Only fuck with hoes who rock Dolce & Gabbana
Dolce & Gabbana… Dolce & Gabbana…
Only fuck with hoes who rock Dolce & Gabbana

[Verse 1]
I’mma stay in shape – Fendi on my braids
Gotta stay paid – stay on the front page
Staying in the press, teeth on my chest
Iceberg season with some slugs across my vest
I’ve got these bitches actin’ hard
Swang the boulevard
RiFF RAFF pullin’ up with five ace cards
Maybe five jokers – your bitch playin’ strip poker
I’m outside eating fried ocra… (“with who?”) with Oprah
Diamonds ‘cross my…
Diamonds ‘cross my two-seater
Bitches act like Aquafina, I’mma be a steamer
I’mma steam clean ‘em, diamonds on my Beamer
Diamonds on the BM-Dub, never been a scrub
Iced out my shoulder shrugs, suit made by Koala
Diamonds on my piece and chain lookin’ like Moofasa
Look like Lion King – dive in sea green
$50,000 bough myself a wedding ring

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I’mma rock shades, stunts like Super Dave
On the front page, ballin’ on these waves
I’m a silver back, drunk and still leanin’
Aquafina jets with the papaya steamer
I’mma steam clean ‘em, got the jet sittin’ low
The slab outside still sittin’ on fours
I swang on elbows, I’m sittin’ in Tahoe
You already know… rap game Beau…
Rap game Bo Jackson, my trunk still relaxin’
I’m cool with the mathematics, motherfuck subtraction
I keep my paper stackin’ – I keep that shit movin’
Rap game Action Jackson and my life is like a movie
It’s a scary movie – diamonds on my Jacuzzi
I pulled up at Ruby Tuesdays, rap game Oklahoma sooner
You know how I get down
You know how I’m known to climb
Pop the trunk, show surround
Leave the whole block drowned

[Hook]

Riff Raff - Dolce & Gabbana Lyrics

Machine Gun Kelly - Breaking News Lyrics

Breaking News Lyrics
by Machine Gun Kelly

[Intro: Diddy]
No mercy has begun
Ladies and gentlemen
Machine Gun Kelly
This kid, I think he is a star
He’s on of the best live performers I’ve ever seen
He has also, more importantly, a movement

[Verse 1]
Backpack, fuck that, I was always hanging where the thugs at
I was always hanging with the rugrats
Someone come and show me where the drugs at
Someone come and pop on a hot song, meaning my shit
Get and iPhone, take a video
I’ll make a last song, get some popcorn
Cause I murder every single instrumental that I get on
And a motherfucker Isn’t gonna stop this year
‘Til I make an album like a 2Pacalypse
Until I’m killin everybody like an Auschwitz
Until I’m revolutionary like a Gandhi is
Until I’m poppin’ all these bottle to accomplishments
Until I’m always high and mellow where the comet is
Until whenever somebody is feeling talkative
My name is brought up, doesn’t matter what the topic is
Didn’t think I rap? Bitch I flow like “BOOM! BOOM! BAH!”
Bet you come from where you never move that
Look into my room, get a few look at my packs, got that
Got weed, got jack, oxys have that
Got jimmy, got slash, got shrooms, got hash…
…syndrome …got mad…
Walked on the red carpet like kiss my ass you bitch
(He was truly the only developed, on point performer on the bill)
(When you think about lyricists, do you know who MGK is?)
(I need a freestyle, I need to hear Machine Gun Kelly spit)
Fuck that, y’all don’t gotta hear shit
Ask anybody in the 216
If my name rings bells in them bricks
Everybody know who that is
What you hatin boy? You late boy
You ain’t heard about that great boy
That three letter name Caucasian boy
Used to live right there up the way boy
Man you heard about him you said the name
You saw the iTunes and click the play
You liked the shit and you bought the shit
Put him on a playlist right next to Jay
And your girl saw me, I signed her tits
And she disappeared, you couldn’t find the bitch
And your heart stopped, you know what time it is
I put my dick in that common sense
Fuck boy you lonely, Fuck boy you phoney
You would think these fuck boys fuckin’ boys
With the way that they be all on me
If it ain’t EST in your mouth, then whatever you rep is corny
Got a new single without me on it?
That shit borin’ bitch I’m snorin’
Man I’m tourin every damn day
I’ll show y’all how to turn up
100 j’s in my ashtray bitch I’ll show y’all how to burn up
Sacraficed what y’all wouldn’t give to these kids
And now you love fans?
None of these rappers got a movement tell ‘em quit jockin’ my ass
God damn, and yall can have the bloggers I don’t type shit
God gave me both these hands to fight with, what’s up?
… a knife click cause my right hand’s like vikings
Might just throw you on the ground dices
Might just go into the pocket with your license
Get a wallet and a couple dollars my nice shit
Dyke bitches all up on my dick that’s priceless
I just fuck ‘em…
Wives is… the bitch I’m with cause they almost F like D (get it?)
Digest every little word I’m spittin’
Cause it’s food for thought so pay attention, better listen
I’m on a mission to kill off every one of my competition
And if you are with that then good riddance ma’fucka

[Outro]
Charlamagne: Machine Gun Kelly seems like someone you would diss…
Lyrically I wouldn’t think you would like…
DMX: Tryna say he’s wack or something?
Charlamagne: He is wack…
DJ Envy: He’s not wack…
DMX: He’s better than 80% of the rappers out there…
(It must be nice being MGK right now)
(Rage filled lyrics…)
(…but the rapper recently released what he says
is the true meaning of the Lace Up movement)
(If there was ever a musical speaker that I could
put out there for my personality, Machine Gun Kelly is it)

Machine Gun Kelly - Breaking News Lyrics

Mohombi - Tourguide Lyrics

Tourguide Lyrics
by Mohombi

Baby show me round, round
Cause I’m brand new in your town
Never been here before
Baby take me downtown,
Do what you wanna do
Tell me where you want me and more
Anywhere you wanna go, I just wanna know
Show me all the spots, make sure we get lost
From the small rose front-line side
And the back road looking so right

[Pre-Chorus:]
I take you all in, you let me take me left to right
You take me all in, gonna make me miss my flight
I feel so home that, I feel so home that
You definitely got me coming back

[Chorus:]
But only if you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Baby all night
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl
On the joyride to your good side
All the touch side, looking so right
Won’t you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl

[Verse 2:]
After being flight, flight
I’d like to see the real, not the obvious
Show me how you feel
Throw away the map-map
The way you navigate makes me appreciate where I’m at

[Pre-Chorus:]
I take you all in, you let me take me left to right
You take me all in, gonna make me miss my flight
I feel so home that, I feel so home that
You definitely got me coming back

[Chorus:]
But only if you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Baby all night
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl
On the the joyride to your good side
All the touch side, looking so right
Won’t you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl

[Verse 3:]
From the very first time that I saw you
It’s like you never, never knew a red light
It’s green all day and night
Your body told my body to stay
Tell me where am I, real close to your heart
I overstayed from June to December
And every time a new tour starts
Keep on giving me something to remember

[Chorus:]
But only if you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body
Baby all night
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl
On the the joyride to your good side
All the touch šide, looking so right
Won’t you be my tour guide
Show me round your body
Show me, show me round your body, girl

Tourguide
Tourguide
Tourguide
Tourguide

Mohombi - Tourguide Lyrics

Slum Village - Braveheart Lyrics



Braveheart Lyrics
by Slum Village

[Hook: T3]
And they say, we carnivores
Savage
Been raised by wolves
No complaints
It made us us
No praise just breaks and hooks
Braveheart
Hustlin’ niggas, yeah we out to stack
Get that money then double it back
Hustlin’ niggas, yeah we out to stack
Get that money then double it
Braveheart

[Verse 1: Young RJ]
Muy… grande/cudjo of the pack
Black suits, Reservoir Dogs shovels in the back
Dig a ditch quicker, don’t let that liquor get you exposed
Or feel that heat, nigga, 500 on the stove
Dont make me go in beastmode, Benicio
Lyrical Wes Craven so official
Can’t stop it, its new to you, so foreign
Seventh Son stay shinin’ – Jack Torrence
Slice your spleen like a wolverine
Flee the scene like Will Randall walkin’ with a guillotine
Scream if you wanna, it just make my adrenaline rush
I’mma life editor… predator
Meet the messenger, that ain’t no metaphor
Leave you needin’ medical attention, lookin’ pitiful
Beast with the beats on these streets, J-Incredible
Throw you to the dogs, let them feast on your skeletal

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T3]
Mine is loin with an electrical void of appliance
Half live, half dead – Frankstein science
Dissect it, still don’t know what I am
More like spirt of Detroit in climate, in rhymes
Survived when I dived, I was in the Great Lakes
Never drownin’, I knew how to work with my surroundings
Niggas got to see I’m astounding, I’m a down her over bullshit
Walk on tight ropes and still New Balanced
Do what I do, that’s a challenge – niggas fuck with me on this planet
It ain’t all smoke and phone cameras
It all good, it’s outlandish, niggas straight, they slanted
These a friends they addicts, this ain’t how I feel it
It’s basic mechanics…
Brave-hearted, win with the will from the dearly departed
Yeah, we got it nailed, it’s the pros against the novice
Yeah, we eatin’ well from the scales against carcass

[Verse 3: Havoc]
Money all kinda ways
Hatin’ niggas looking at the kid sideways
Cause everyday like a Friday
So fuck ‘em all what i say
Long as the pies made everythin’ high grade
AK, arms reach wherever I lay
I’m that nigga, what you tryna say?
We can make it happen, hadle that right away
I ain’t tryna let the beef linger none
Get up on you, I ain’t have to lift a finger, son
Show you how to bleed a lung
Send you to the essence, see you son
A long kiss goodnight…
Niggas curious, I’ll show you what it look like
What it cook like, all day ‘hood life
Niggas money missin’, homie, get your books right

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Illa J]
You can’t find a nigga thats braver than me never
Ain’t a nigga hotter than me even with three sweaters
Get as much nookie as I got as a rookie with this cleaver
Lines that I spit like darts
So psycho on the microphone, now I wake up like
Did I bite that shark? Rip it apart
Why did I bite that spark in the middle of the day?
And why didn’t I wait til dark?
‘Cause I’mma beast and I’m on a feast
And I came to eat your heart
What the fuck is this?!
Hannibal Lecter, cannibalistic shit that I’m fuckin’ with
Now the microphone’s so hot I need an oven mitt
Rewind my verse to the top
I know you lovin’ it
And if not, I gotta start rewritin’ it
Go under my ‘hood and start rewirin’
And all you lose screws gettin’ fired
I hope it’s understood we not rehirin’
You might as well just go a head and get a job at Coney Island
While I vacation in Ireland…

Slum Village - Braveheart Lyrics

Jay-Z - Heaven Lyrics

Heaven Lyrics
by Jay-Z

[Intro]
Have you ever been to heaven
Have you ever seen the gates
Have you bow down to your highness
And do you know how heaven taste
Lie me down
Have you ever been to heaven
Have you ever seen the gates
Have you bow down to your highness
And do you know how heaven taste
Lie me down

[Verse 1]
Arm leg
Leg arm head
This god body
Knowledge wisdom freedom understanding
We just want our equality Food clothing shelter
Help a… find some peace
Happiness for a gangsta ain’t no love in the streets
Conspiracy theorist screaming
Illuminati
They can’t believe this much skill is in the human body
He’S 6’2 how the fuck he fit in a new Bugatti
Aw… it you got me
Question religion
Question it all
Question existence
Until them questions are solved
Meanwhile this heretic
I be out in Marrakesh
Morocco…
With my fellowship
Y’all dwell on ?
I’m in a Diablo Yellow…
Color of a Jello-O…
Hello…
It’s me again
Fresh in my Easter clothes
Feeling like… and

[Hook]
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
That’s me in the corner
That’s me in the spotlight
Losing my religion

[Verse 2]
Getting ghost in the Ghost
Can you see me
Can you see me
Have mercy on a Judas
Angels wings on a ‘ghnini
I’m…
Secular tell the hecklers
Seckle down
Y’all religion creates division
Like my Maybach partition n
…is my chauffeur
Boy hey loves Hova
From the south side of Chi
To Brooklyn where I growed up I confess
…in the flesh
Live among
The serpents
Turn arenas into churches
I’m like Michael recycle these are not 16s
These are verses from…
Tell the preacher he’s a preacher
I’m a… prophet… a tree of knowledge
Drink from a gold chalice
You gotta love it
I arrive at pearly gates
I had luggage
Meaning I had baggage
…asking me questions
I don’t answer to these busters
Only… could judge us…

[Hook]

Jay-Z - Heaven Lyrics

Eli Young Band - Drunk Last Night Lyrics

Drunk Last Night Lyrics
by Eli Young Band

I got a little drunk last night
There’s something ’bout a midnight rain
Staring at the ceiling fan
I couldn’t get you off my brain

I guess I wasn’t thinking straight
I couldn’t tell wrong from right
I went ahead and called you up
I got a little drunk last night

I brought it all up, got it all out
What is it worth, to both of us now
I saw my chance, you’re never off my mind
Two drinks in, keep that hurt,
You feel bad, and I feel worse
I swear it’s the last the last time every time
Don’t know why

Might’ve been a song on the radio
Might’ve been nothing, baby I don’t know
Might’ve been a little too tired to fight
Might’ve been I got a little drunk last night

I got a little too far gone
I was talking way too loud
I don’t remember what I said
I just remember breaking down

I brought it all up, got it all out
What is it worth, to both of us now
I saw my chance, you’re never off my mind
Two drinks in, keep that hurt,
You feel bad, and I feel worse
I swear it’s the last the last time every time
Don’t know why

Might’ve been a song on the radio
Might’ve been nothing, baby I don’t know
Might’ve been a girl who looked like you
Might’ve been a fluke, might’ve been a full moon
Might’ve been a little too tired to fight
Might’ve been I got a little drunk last night

Might’ve been a song on the radio
Might’ve been nothing, baby I don’t know
Might’ve been a girl who looked like you
Might’ve been a fluke, might’ve been a full moon
Might’ve been a little too tired to fight
Might’ve been I got a little drunk

I brought it all up, got it all out
What is it worth, to both of us now
I saw my chance, you’re never off my mind
Two drinks in, keep that hurt,
You feel bad, and I feel worse
I swear it’s the last the last time every time

I got a little drunk last night
I got a little drunk last night
Thought I could keep it all inside
But I got a little drunk last night

Eli Young Band - Drunk Last Night Lyrics

Toby Keith - Drinks After Work Lyrics

Drinks After Work Lyrics
by Toby Keith

Talk on the phone, stare at the screen,
Doin’ the job, livin’ the dream,
Gettin’ paid, yeah right.
Thinkin’ about what I’ll say to prove
That we should go out for a laugh or two
Instead of going home tonight.

Been a long day, no break,
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one,
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Happy hour’s like a holiday,
Hanging with you’s like getting away,
Let’s conversate for a little while.
Well, keep me company, catch me up
It’s a whole lot better than being stuck
In a drive-time 9 to 5, I’d rather see you smile.

Long day, no break,
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one,
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Been a long day and the boss don’t get it.
Don’t you wanna take the edge off with some 7 and 7?
Just crushin’ on a friend, tell me what’s it gonna hurt
Sippin’ and tippin’ some drinks after work?

Long day, no break
We made it to the middle of the week
And I’m thinking that I’m probably gonna need
To get to know you casually.
Just having fun, two for one
Watch a good time get a little better.
Ain’t no ball and chain for the suits and skirts
Just drinks after work,
Drinks after work.
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?

Long day, no break
Tell me what’s it gonna hurt,
To have a little drink after work?
Sippin’ and tippin’ some drinks after work

Toby Keith - Drinks After Work Lyrics

Tony Yayo - Lean & Molly Lyrics

Lean & Molly Lyrics
by Tony Yayo

We got that lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s

That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s

My whole hood is tripping
My whole hood like Molly’s
Strap in or jeans
My pants keep on falling
Got whooces on my …
Forces in my edgy
I pull in them pocalite
Them holding on one spin
Squash my mosh on
Just pop in
Totally watch it
….on that bitch
Decides on your nagging
Give a
Shitting nigger with a barbeque
Cuffing the younger bitches
Take her panties off

We got that lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s

I put my fingertips in the back
I got that lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s

Pouring liquor and forget homies
Then popping allies with these mad bitches
You know that strap I always keep it on me
In a steam ass for the stitches
I’m in that bang tube, the future
The loran, pull up, roll up
Those grow up in them hoes days
And showing them, he hoped
The…gone sleaze
Taking pussy like IDT
Catch a cold better ice in these
Full thing got shotgun
Keep going
Molly dolly
In the tease
Pussy showed up in it
Air so thick
You would think you wasn’t in it
Got a tyro in her
That girl is on fire
Slip her off her tang
Her ass I admire

I got that lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s
That lean and Molly’s

That lean and Molly’s

That lean and Molly’s

That lean and Molly’s

That lean and Molly’s

Tony Yayo - Lean & Molly Lyrics

K-Ci & JoJo - Knock It Off Lyrics

Knock It Off Lyrics
by K-Ci & JoJo

I love at you every thing
I’ll do anything to make you feel good (feel good)
Cases I got are really good (real good)
And we can go all night, wake up in the morning and you’ll be like still good(still good)
Ooh yeah steel good
You better stop …and linked that finer, like damn, damn
I am on my way home, over …tell you that man, that man, that man
He’s got me go
I’m gonna take you to my room if you don’t knock it off
Baby knock it off, baby knock it off, baby knock it off,
Feel my real …will be talking about
Baby knock it off, baby knock it off, baby knock it off,
Baby you’re way to close, feel you perfume and your fire glazing
Got me going crazy, crazy, crazy
What did you do to your hair?
Your hair on my chest…when you …
I can’t contain it, (can get it inside)
It’s about to go down
I’m about to lay you down
Yeah you better …
That business ..
You don’t need no help you feel it on me and I feel it my self
And I know you’re here
I’m gonna take to my room and lay you down if you don’t knock it off
Baby knock it off, baby knock it off, baby knock it off,
Feel my real …will be talking about
Baby knock it off, baby knock it off, baby knock it off,
Let me take you there
You need to knock it off
Nothing could compare
You need to knock it off, knock it off
Tell me are you like it
You need to knock it off, knock it off, knock it off, knock it off
You got me excited
You need to knock it off, knock it off
I’m gonna take to my room and lay you down if you don’t knock it off
Baby knock it off, baby knock it off, baby knock it off,
Feel my real …will be talking about
Baby knock it off, girl knock it off, baby knock it off,
Baby knock it off, girl knock it off, baby knock it off,
Girl knock it off, baby knock it off, girl knock it off, baby knock it off, girl knock it off, baby knock it off, girl knock it off

K-Ci & JoJo - Knock It Off Lyrics

Jon Connor - F’N Right Lyrics (ft. Freddie Gibbs)

F'N Right Lyrics
by Jon Connor (feat. Freddie Gibbs)

Fucking right, fucking right
If your bitch wanna fuck with me
She fucking right, fucking right
She keep pulling all on my jeans
She fucking right, fucking right
Every time I step out I ball
Fucking right, fucking right
‘Cause I ain’t got time to worry about y’all
You fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right

I do it for my city, that’s never gonna stop
Fly city nigga, from my head to my socks
She want a ménage and you thinking I’m not
Won’t give me head while the other one watch
Take her to the crib, it’s just one of them nights
Ain’t loving your bitch but I’m loving my life
You ain’t gotta worry who the illest on the mic
Million dollar flow, I got a million dollar life
Loving how I’m living but it came at a price
Million dollar nigga got a million dollar wife
Try to push me to the edge but I never fell off
Had to get it with my niggas, now we living in a loft
Niggas wanted me to fail, I don’t know what to tell y’all
Haters on my paper, when they get the hell off?
Came back, I had to get it any time I said hello
Said a nigga hated me into a motherfucking buff
Stay the fuck out of my business, can I get a witness?
You’re talking to a nigga in the trenches
My own soul relentless, ball with you niggas while y’all watch the game from the benches
Now I’m in the spot, I don’t need zone
Getting on the ones I like
She know when to fuck all night, man, she looking at me like you

Fucking right, fucking right
If your bitch wanna fuck with me
She fucking right, fucking right
She keep pulling all on my jeans
She fucking right, fucking right
Every time I step out I ball
Fucking right, fucking right
‘Cause I ain’t got time to worry about y’all
You fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right

It’s ten deep, knocking at my trap door
Young years have been there whipping, working, serving blow
And these friends have been in my face like gangsters, what you know
‘Cause every time I leave the booth I’m a suspect, thought I murdered them
Finna couple in, got a wing, goddamn it
Real motherfuckers in the game, understand it
I was ready for the tears with the plug and the brain
Didn’t understand a link but my fish roast Spanish
I’m a motherfucking Midwest rider, Gary, Indiana, east sider
Only thing I serve is that fire, dope blunt, cut, no liar
Fucking right, fucking right, nigga wanna talk this shit then hear my fucking lie, fucking lie
Nigga, I was in the dope spot, selling knicks, I’ll fucking die, fucking die
Young pimp nigga with a limp, needing your fucking wife, fucking wife
And she gonna hit my phone ‘cause she said you

Fucking right, fucking right
If your bitch wanna fuck with me
She fucking right, fucking right
She keep pulling all on my jeans
She fucking right, fucking right
Every time I step out I ball
Fucking right, fucking right
‘Cause I ain’t got time to worry about y’all
You fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right

When they let me in the spot, bitches rock and send me
Got me feeling like I’m not
The nigga that was already now I feel like I’ve landed on another planet
Running in circles, my circle got me on a million dollar yacht
Funny how shit change, niggas looking at me like this shit just came
Out the clear blue, niggas talking shit, I can’t hear you
Yeah, I knew my vision was realistic when I didn’t have a clear view
Fuck what you say, nigga, leave your mouth, nigga, fuck what you say
Sightseeing ass nigga, get the fuck out the way
Say I’m lost, same dreams, gonna wake up, a million dollars stuffed in a safe
Feel good, shit like a massage to a nigga, couldn’t believe it
It felt like a mirage to a nigga, I’ve evolved with you niggas to my eyes
Real recognize real and you look like camouflage to a nigga
Out the Midwest, did you niggas leave in that Michigan? Yes
Indiana, Gary and it’s scary, we probably should be up in a cemetery
But we focus on this money and we try to be the best
I told y’all this shit is just paper so we blow it every night, fuck Ks
Hold it down for the city that made us
And represent for the hood that raised us

Fucking right, fucking right
If your bitch wanna fuck with me
She fucking right, fucking right
She keep pulling all on my jeans
She fucking right, fucking right
Every time I step out I ball
Fucking right, fucking right
‘Cause I ain’t got time to worry about y’all
You fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right
It’s still bad bitches knocking at the door
You fucking right
They all bad bitches
You motherfucking right, you fucking right

Jon Connor - F'N Right Lyrics (ft. Freddie Gibbs)

Dom Kennedy - Never Lyrics

Never Lyrics
by Dom Kennedy

[Intro: Dom Kennedy]
Yeah, yeah
Tomorrow I might get that motherfuckin’ car wash and shit
Drive around all day, playin’ my shit
Yeah, my shit

[Hook: Dom Kennedy]
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I’m what the gang’s been missing
I hear you niggas talking, you niggas sound like bitches
I’m all about my riches, I’m open even on Christmas

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
She love the fucking attention, I let her fuck, that’s my mission
Maybe we can go fishing, she like that I was different
My bartender, she from Michigan, truffel furthest from the kitchen
Happy hour like fuck it, this how we be livin’
When every moment is a picture, we spending thousands on fixtures
Money, hoes, what a mixture, I’m not smoking no swishers
Fuck with me, it’s addictive, when I’m gone you gonna miss it
Either way it’s my pleasure, this is more like a friendship
I never do no stalkin’, I never do no trickin’
I never do no waitin’, I must be out here trippin’
I hear you niggas talking, you niggas sound like bitches
I’m all about my riches, I’m working even on Christmas
Lakers verse the Pistons
This shirt cost me a ticket, my girl purse is with ‘, it’s parmesan with my chicken
I’m dressed like I’ve been dealing, a silk shirt when I’m chillin’
More roof in the ceiling, hundred proof so she feel it
I see you from my building, together we can make billions
Diamond, certified brilliant, this restaurant is Sicilian
Damn, I had the best feeling, then you had to cash feelings
She always wear the best denim, I fuck with you, you real one
Watches be the Brazilian, taxes over a million
Opium till it’s over, Wu Tangs for the children

[Hook]

[Outro: Dom Kennedy]
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’
I never do much talkin’, I never do much trickin’
I never do no hatin’, I must be out here trippin’

Dom Kennedy - Never Lyrics

Tony Yayo - Girlfriend Lyrics (ft. Twista)

Girlfriend Lyrics
by Tony Yayo (feat. Twista)

[Hook 1:]
I don’t need a girlfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t honeys that I’m chasin
I fuck hoes, you replace em

[Hook 2:]
I don’t need a boyfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t niggas that I’m chasin
Fuck niggas, I replace them

[Verse:]
Pedicure, manicure, Dior, Christian all these
Been 63, knew I’m a Christian Shawty
I ain’t missin mammy, I hate missing mornings
When I’m with the chick the fiends start actin funny
Bath and body bro, smelling like Channel
I jump out that pussy girl for 100 sell
Say I ain’t got swag, I stay brand new
I got that big nitrum and karate kangaroo

[Hook 1:]
I don’t need a girlfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t honeys that I’m chasin
I fuck hoes, you replace em

[Hook 2:]
I don’t need a boyfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t niggas that I’m chasin
Fuck niggas, I replace them

[Verse:]
Twista.
Her body so bad that I be feeling like I’mma go after her
Runnin like I look on my Eddy Robin pace but I don’t got the cardiovascular
When the call I’m chasin after these hoes
I run out of breath and I stay forever calm
But when it come to peace I’m going after the paper shit
I could run in a marathon
I could ride where I want
Fuckin 50 bitches and I got some killers on the payroll
Motherfuckers think I’m gonna say so
Got to make another dollar so I’m hooking up with Yayo
Way more is what we all fish to do
So it’s so least I will not gonna be into you
I’m chasin this paper, will stretch me invincible
Therefore a bitch is dispensable
Money over bitches is the principle
So I gotta come so baby come in that ugly
Can’t be your man, I I I could be your fuck buddy
Remind me to get you some sex, I hope your day go better
But if lil mama want a lil more than that then me and they gon kill er

[Hook 1:]
I don’t need a girlfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t honeys that I’m chasin
I fuck hoes, you replace em

[Hook 2:]
I don’t need a boyfriend
It’s money that I’m chasin
It ain’t niggas that I’m chasin
Fuck niggas, I replace them

Tony Yayo - Girlfriend Lyrics (ft. Twista)

Biffy Clyro - Wooden Souvenir Lyrics

Wooden Souvenir Lyrics
by Biffy Clyro

You got the bu-hu-hus
You use them for everything
You’re so confused
Re-charge your batteries
The queen must take her wand
And all’s destroyed
And then …

Look who’s … from sadness and happiness
Baby go bu-hu-hu, it’s just my mentality
The queen has changed the turn to rend
We’ll make a more dramatic ending
I bet you’re on all the things
You’re always in the back on
Every misadventure
Find a car, and drive it home
There’s wooden souvenirs from all but one

You got the bu-hu-hus
You use them for everything
You’re so confused
Re-charge your batteries
The queen must take her wand
And all’s destroyed
And then …

I bet you’re on all the things
You’re always in the back on
Every misadventure
Find a car, and drive it home
There’s wooden souvenirs from all but one

I bet you’re on all the things
You’re always in the back on
Every misadventure
Find a car, and drive it home
There’s wooden šouvenirs from all but one

Biffy Clyro Wooden Souvenir Lyrics

Michelle Williams - If We Had Your Eyes Lyrics

If We Had Your Eyes Lyrics
by Michelle Williams

[Verse 1:]
Can you spare some change is what I heard him say
At the light, so I dug through my ashtray
My good deed today,changed my life
I thought I knew it all, quick to right him off
Looked like he was lost, until I heard him speak
Now I’ve heard that voice before knew that it was yours
He said you loved me more than I even believed

[Pre-chorus:]
People judge from what they see
But Lord you see the whole world

[Chorus:]
If we had Your eyes
We’d see things right
If we could just see from Your point view
The most things won’t be as they seem
If we had Your eyes
If we had Your eyes

[Verse 2:]
‘I had the perfect day’ is what she says to me all the time
She’s so beautiful, nothing’s ever wrong in her life
Yeah that’s what I thought, until I saw the scars she cut in her eyes
She was hiding from me
She never said a word, and all I said to her is that
… that you could ever believe

[Pre-chorus:]
People judge from what they see
But Lord you see the whole world

[Chorus:]
If we had Your eyes
We’d see things right
If we could just see from Your point view
The most things won’t be as they seem
If we had Your eyes
If we had Your eyes

[Verse 3:]
Show me, teach me, I don’t see clearly
Living the spirit ain’t cool
We be able to show love, the way that You love us
If we could see like You
If we had Your eyes
If we had Your eyes

[Chorus:]
If we had Your eyes
We’d see things right
We’d see things right
If we could just see from Your point view
The most things won’t be as they seem
If we had Your eyes
If we had Your eyes

God if I had Your eyes
I could love better, have more compassion
And I would understand what I’m going through, while I’m going through
I’d be more patient
God help me to see things the way you see things
Did I already say help me to be patient,
I’ll say that again, wow
Give us your eyes God

Michelle Williams If We Had Your Eyes Lyrics

Nas - Made Nas Proud Lyrics

Made Nas Proud Lyrics
by Nas

[Verse 1]
I ain’t mad at you young king, this unsung song is haunting
Along comes a one son called a offspring
The Earth spins, my old herb grin, sung a church hymn
She birthed in September, took my first win, again, the Earth spins
I jumped in my first Benz, fled out, laid out
Screams got in the game and took bread out
The nerve of these niggas, weak flow, yo Cole let’s murder this sequel
Freedom or jail from Fayetteville to QB though
Cause back when I was young there was massive niggas
But I passed them niggas, just bein’ nasty nigga
Military had fatigue pants saggin’, Henny’d up
Execs askin’ will he live to see his own release date happen
Straight off the corner with the armor, armor and hammer
But I had a pill, I was a charmer
Yet still bein’ my momma’s son was my biggest honor
This shit was just kinda just a hobby in my project lobby
We was tryna be the Queensbridge Cosby’s
But the street life robbed me of that, so I had to put it in raps
And who could I ask for help? Older niggas was gettin’ mad
But that’s The Gift and The Curse, that’s the good and the bad
At least you got Jay, but he already one of the greats
And it’s hard for the great to tell somebody how to be great
Nigga I tried and niggas threw that shit right back in my face
They took my cosign, but they ain’t let me EP their tapes
And when they joint tank, that’s when they point blame
So point blank young Cole, you won’t be the same
The first album freedoms and them fourth album presses
A big difference between ‘em but I get why you said it
Radio records are needed, I just want it to bring the warnin’
Global warmin’ to that cold world you was breathin’
That’s some advice I never got
If I don’t sell another record, I’ll just steady rock
While you was writin’ down my rhymes I was just tryna show you
That if you say what’s on your mind, you can stand the test of time
Now I’m playin’ Born Sinner loud, so you live rock the crowd
Like wow, you made your nigga Nas proud

[Bridge]
So you ain’t let Nas down
It’s just part of the game, becoming a rap king, my nigga
You ain’t let Nas down
How that sound? Here the crown, pass it to you like nothin’ nigga
You ain’t let Nas down

[Hook]
Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals
Slick Rick was like Jesus, G Rap wrote the Bible
Now what you’re ’bout to hear’s a tale of glory and sin
Large Professor’s my mentor, that’s how the story end

Robyn - U Should Know Better Lyrics (ft. Snoop Dogg)

U Should Know Better Lyrics
by Robyn (feat. Snoop Dogg)

(Robyn)
I’ve gone around the world and the seven seas
I’m cashin’ six-figure checks in all currencies
It’s like when I be tearin’ it up in Paris
Motherfuckers parler on the m-i-c
It’s all ooh la la and ahh oui oui
Sippin’ vin blanc in our lingerie
Choppin’ heads off with madame guillotine
Even the French know better than to fuck with me

(Snoop)
Comment allez-vous Robyn, what it do
I’m in the UK (why?) got a show to do
It’s big Snoopy Dogg, check the catalog
I’m overseas gettin’ cheese with this dialogue
I missed my plane to Spain so I’m stuck in Colonna
I’m sippin Saronno with this chick named Ramona
She wants me to take a flick on her phone-ah
Then take her to my hotel room and then bone her

(Robyn)
You know when in Rome I sat down with the Romans
Said “We need a black Pope and she better be a woman”
There’ll be no more celibacy
Even the Vatican knows not to fuck with me

CHORUS:
You should know better
Y-You should know better
You should know better than to fuck with me
If you knew better you would do better

(Snoop)
We big-ballin’ in Holland, Amsterdam my man
I got a table at the coffee shop
Where we like to spark a lot
Hangin’ in the parking lot blowin’ a bleezy
Easy fo sheezy deezy

(Robyn)
I crashed a party with the Czar
Threw a Molotov cocktail in the bar
And you know my style’s revolutionary
Even the Russians know better than to fuck with me

(Snoop)
You try to ban me, you can’t stand me
Cuz I’m an outlaw
Black president livin’ in the White House
Mr. B he wrote a letter to me
The FBI know better than to fuck with me

(Robyn)
Yo I was there at Watergate
You know I rigged my gear got the fuckers on tape
They put the mic in the hand of the wrong MC
Even the CIA knows not to fuck with me
CHORUS
(Robyn)
Tell ‘em Snoop, tell ‘em like it is

(Snoop)
I been there, in there, out there like that
Right back to the hood, a hundred Euro stacks
Shoot motherfuckers just on GP
LAPD know better than to fuck with me

(Robyn)
I danced with the devil in Kathmandu
I came hummin’ and blastin’ with the boogaloo too
Now I declare most solemnly
The prince of darkness know better than to fuck with me

(Snoop)
You know not what you know
Tell ‘em what I’m in it for
Then I run up in it slow
Really though, silly ho
Yea spend a minute though
I blow an ounce and make you bounce
Just like a sixty-four

(Robyn)
Now you know me I’m a woman of peace
I don’t never take nothin’ don’t belong to me
I throw down and say “Whatever’s gonna be, gonna be”
The whole industry knows not to fuck with me
CHORUS x 3

Daddy Yankee - Summertime Lyrics



Summertime Lyrics
by Daddy Yankee

In the summer
I wake up feeling brand new
In the summer
I always find that crazy love
In the summer
I’m gonna act a damn fool
I just can’t wait to to to to

Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
GO go go go go go

I’ve seen the top of the world
But now I’m gonna take it higher
Swear I’ve never felt so strong
Looking down on my empire
I swept her off her feet I’m noticing
She fell for Papi Swagg
La cuenta anadiendo ceros
Pa’ llevarka de gira mundial
I got the feeling that you feeling me
Baby wait a minute
Honeymoon without a wedding
Now is you with it with it

No romancing we were dirty dancing
‘Til the sun come rising
Like our champagne glasses
Just one moment but it’s everlasting
So turn it up! Turn it up!
Time of the year that we burn it up

In the summer
I wake up feeling brand new
In the summer
I always find that crazy love
In the summer
I’m gonna act a damn fool
I just can’t wait to to to to

Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
GO go go go go go

Baby can I get with ya
I know you feel my ambition
See me spending all of this money
Cause one day I knew I’d be richer
Pa’ encima esta caliente el clima
No lo pienses montate en el beamer
Ten un poco de cartel tequila
Desfila baby
Take another shot and lose your top
Cause it’s hot
Then you flip the bottle up and take a shot
Never stop baby
Take another shot and lost your top
Cause it’s hot
Then you flip the bottle up and take a shot
Never stop baby

No romancing we were dirty dancing
‘Til the sun come rising
Like our champagne glasses
Just one moment but it’s everlasting
So turn it up! Turn it up!
Time of the year that we burn it up

Put your hands up towards the sunlight
Get up just dance into the moonlight
Put your hands up towards the sunlight
Get up just dance into the moonlight

In the summer
I wake up feeling brand new
In the summer
I always find that crazy love
In the summer
I’m gonna act a damn fool
I just can’t wait to to to to

Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go

Victoria Justice - Caught Up In You Lyrics

Caught Up In You Lyrics
by Victoria Justice

I give it up
I don’t know, don’t know what to do
I’m so caught, so caught, caught up in you

Heart sops, turning to a robot
But now my eyes are bloodshot
I’m still awake
Running, thoughts of you keep coming
Shooting like a gun and blow me away

Fire and rain
Pleasure in pain
I’m playing innocent but I’m guilty
You’ve got a hold on my control
I’m backed in a corner with you
I don’t know what to do

‘Cause I feel caught, I can’t deny it
I feel caught, can’t try to hide it
My hands are up and everyone knows it’s true
I’m so caught up in you
I give it up
I don’t know, don’t know what to do
I’m so caught, so caught, caught up in you

Jump, start
Heated like a pop-tart
Playing in this cold dark room without you
Paining, anxiously awaiting
But you do me hanging without a clue

Fire and rain
Pleasure in pain
I’m playing innocent but I’m guilty
You’ve got a hold on my control
I’m backed in a corner with you
I don’t know what to do

‘Cause I feel caught, I can’t deny it
I feel caught, can’t try to hide it
My hands are up and everyone knows it’s true
I’m so caught up in you
I give it up
I don’t know, don’t know what to do
I’m so caught, so caught, caught up in you

I give it up
I don’t know, don’t know what to do
I’m so caught, so caught, caught up in you

You’ve got a hold on my control
I’m backed in a corner with you
I don’t know what to do

‘Cause I feel caught, I can’t deny it
I feel caught, can’t try to hide it
My hands are up and everyone knows it’s true
I’m so caught up in you
I give it up
I don’t know, don’t know what to do
I’m so caught, so caught, caught up in you

Migos - Versace (Remix) Lyrics (ft. Drake)

Versace (Remix) Lyrics
by Migos (feat. Drake)

[Verse 1: Drake]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m ‘Luminati
This is a gated community, please get the fuck off the property
That must be changin’ cause I’m at the top and ain’t noone on top of me
Niggas be wantin’ a verse for a verse, but man that’s not a swap to me
Drownin’ in compliments, pool in the backyard that look like Metropolis
I think I’m sellin’ a million first week, man I guess I’m an optimist
Born in Toronto but sometimes I feel like Atlanta adopted us
What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout? Saw this shit comin’ like I had binoculars
Boy, Versace, Versace, we stay at the mansion when we in Miami
The pillows’ Versace, the sheets are Versace, I just won a Grammy
I been so quiet, I got the world like “What the fuck is he planning?”
Just make sure that you got a back up plan cause that shit might come in handy
Started a label, the album is comin’ September, just wait on it
This year I’m eating your food and my table got so many plates on it
Hundred inch TV at my house, I sit back like “damn I look great on it”
I do not fuck with your new shit, my nigga, don’t ask for my take on it
Speakin’ in lingo, man this for my nigga that trap out the bando
This for my niggas that call up Fernando to move a piano
Fuck all your feelin’s cause business is business, its strictly financial
I’m always the first one to get it, man that’s how you lead by example
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Word to New York cause the Dykeman and Heights girls are callin’ me “Papi”
I’m all on the low, take a famous girl out with me, no paparazzi
I’m tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me

[Hook]
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace, Versace, Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace

[Verse 2]
Versace, Versace, Medusa head on me like I’m ‘Luminati
I know that you like it, Versace, my neck and my wrist is so sloppy
Versace, Versace, I love it, Versace the top of my Audi
My plug, he John Gotti, he give me the dozen, I know that they’re mighty
Shoes and shirt Versace, your bitch want in on my pockets
She ask me why my drawers silk, I told that bitch “Versace”
Cheetah print on my sleeve, but I ain’t ever been in the jungle
Try to take my sack, better run with it, nigga don’t fumble

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Takeoff]
You can do Truey, I do it Versace
You copped the Honda, I copped the Mazi
You smoke the mid, I smoke exotic
I set the trend, you niggas copy
Kick in the door like I work at Hibachi
Look at the watch, blow it, hot like some Taki
Come in my room, my sheet Versace
Go to sleep, I dream Versace
Medusa, Medusa, Medusa

[Hook]

Party Next Door - Over Here Lyrics (ft. Drake)

Over Here Lyrics
by Party Next Door (feat. Drake)

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Girl this summer, you’ll be looking for
You’ll looking for me while I’m branding
That brand new whip you wanted
All i ever asked for was patience
(All i ever asked and you know it)
Patience and pussy but most the patience
Swear I used to keep you waiting in
Now you waiting, ‘cus I’m better
Girl what’s better than this
We used to do these things
Now you waiting for somebody
Girl, what’s better than this?

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] (x2)
Poppin’ champagne over here’
Girl it ain’t thang over here
Blowin’ money fast over here
Blowin’ all this cash over here

[Verse 2: Drake]
Me and my niggas fucking here first
You supposed to be there when my head hurt
Used to be going out hardly, now we wanna party
Celebration on me, well what’s up
Pay homage, I roll trough the city like young Jack Mohammed
It can’t be that hard to find us
Go to jungle pic on my Ethiopian goddes,
That’s when words spread, a Bugatti is in the projects
The boy home, used to take the bus to the block
Now summertime whips come through and bust up the block
I remember seeing Nick’s having to bust up a block
And settle right out the huss, y’all niggas must have forgot
But i was there Nas, Nas shit, a couple thing sit on my concience
With that said, look what we accomplished
Yea, sure this ain’t Compton but this ain’t a fairytale land neither
We all lost mad people, the city wild
They gave the task to a purpose to y’all
Verse’s starts to get a little more personal now
But that’s cause everybody sound so played out tho’
Oliver North in the cut Dolce’d out tho’
A 1000$ bottle it get poured straight out tho’
I’m screaming OVO on the whole way out tho’
I’m back boy for real, I’m that boy for real
I got hits nigga, you just a bat boy for real
Backwoods got peeled, I smoke away all the tears
Nothing was the same, including y’all careers
The new Cash Money, the new Rocafella
Bunch of young rich niggas, turn around if you jealous

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR] (x2)

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