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You Up? Lyrics by Johan Lenox Ft. Ant Clemons

[Chorus: Johan Lenox]
You up?
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up

[Verse 1: Johan Lenox]
I don't even know why the fuck I'm even trying
You said you're into me, I know you're lying
I know I'm meant to be, I know my science
It's only sunny 'cause the planets dying out
It's dying out
I'm gonna die alone if you don't pick up your phone

[Chorus: Johan Lenox]
You up?
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up
You up?
Hit me if you up
You up?

[Verse 2: Ant Clemons]
Is you up? Up
Sent you a text you just three-dot it, hmm
It says, seen read, I know you say it, hmm
Momеnt of silence, hmm
I asked [?] at onе moment I came up
How do the likes and followers make me famous?
When you know
Know I'm thinking 'bout, contemplating, baby, this shit ain't us
Thinking 'bout a time [?] now you got me stuck
Thinking 'bout [?] 'cause of this cup
Is you up?
You up?
Is you up?

[Chorus: Johan Lenox]
You up?
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up
Liquor got me thinking I'm in love
I just wanna feel like I'm enough
You up?
You up?
Bet I'll find a way to fuck this up
You up?
Hit me if you up
You up?

You Up? (Official Video)

Appreciation Lyrics Song by Ant Clemons, 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Baby, I'm a black rockstar sensation
I like what you're doin', baby, give me motivation, woah
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money, woah, just to show appreciation, woah
Stick on my hip, woah, so intimidatin'
I don't post no gun pics, that's incriminatin', woah
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money just to show appreciation

[Post-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
(Show, show)
To show appreciation (Oh)
To show appreciation (Oh)
To show appreciation (Show it)

[Verse 1: Ant Clemons]
You can throw them fits (Throw)
I'ma throw a couple dollars (Dough)
Balenci's ain't your style (No, oh-oh)
You look better off in Prada (Oh-oh)
Rollin up that Mary J, you ain't with no drama (Nah)
All of that ass you got it from your momma (That's it, girl)
Sit it on top of me if you a rider
'Cause I love how you ride it, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, woo, ooh, you need that Vogue front page
Give you that long stroke wave when I get you backstage

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Ant Clemons]
Baby, I'm a black rockstar sensation
I like what you're doin', baby, give me motivation, woah
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money, woah, just to show appreciation, woah
Stick on my hip, woah, so intimidatin'
I don't post no gun pics, that's incriminatin', woah
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money just to show appreciation

[Post-Chorus: Ant Clemons & 2 Chainz]
(Show, show)
To show appreciation (Oh, yeah)
To show appreciation (Oh, 2 Chainz)
To show appreciation (Show it)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Eat it, beat it, trip
Laid up, make her, hold my kids
Daycare, this ain't, no cap
Mayweather, pullin' up on you
Stay there, accommodation, motivation
Plant a seed, cultivation
You had my kids, appreciation
I love you, I take you places
I buy you things, VVS's
Diamond rings, Rolex's on both arms
Ice around her neck, her good hair make her throat warm (Woo)
I wouldn't shake your ex boyfriends hand with a broke arm (Hell nah)
Black leather with the Margielas
Two Rolls Royce umbrellas
I crossed over, they tried to call carry
Popstar from a trap star, this shit here authentic
Toni

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Ant Clemons, 2 Chainz]
Baby, I'm a black rockstar sensation
I like what you're doin', baby, give me motivation, woah
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money (Spend it, spend it, spend it), woah, just to show appreciation, woah
Stick on my hip, woah, so intimidatin' (Right)
I don't post no gun pics (Uh), that's incriminatin', woah (Nah)
Shorty make it clap, yeah, standing ovation (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm spendin' my money just to show appreciation

[Post-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
(Show, show)
To show appreciation (Oh)
To show appreciation (Oh)
To show appreciation (Show it, show, oh)

[Outro: Ant Clemons]
To show appreciation

Appreciation Official Audio

Section Lyrics Song by Ant Clemons Ft. Kehlani

[Intro]
This is like 1942
Yeah
Don Julio

[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss [that ass from Houston?]
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
[?] confessions
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh

[Verse 1: Ant Clemons]
1942, got me loose
Got me going
Going through it
Everywhere I go I see you
I've been here, déjà vu
Still ain't calling her
[?] me out
Told me, we ain't talk too much
Tell me anything [?]
Tell me where you at
Promised that ain't far еnough
Ooh, [?] pick you up a pick up line, it's a pick you up
It's been way too long since you hit me up
And I'm way too drunk not to hit you up
Touch your linе to see if we could do what we did last time
[?] nigga [?] crib some time, some time, some time

[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
I miss all them chances
That's cause you don't text me
I miss [that ass from Houston?]
She bigger in Texas
I miss the way you ride it
[?] confessions
Scrolling through her texts
I got a confession
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh

[Verse 2: Kehlani]
[?] section
[?] is a blessing
I can cure all of your stressing
Text me when we leaving
Hop in my two-seater
[?]
Pull up right to your section
Leave after my [?]
'Cause I'm tryna have a session
1942 tequila
That shit make me [?]
Put your ankles by the ceiling
[?] dinner time [?]
Walk of shame, I don't believe [?]
Right-back through the section

[Outro: Ant Clemons, Kehlani & Both]
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh (We getting)
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
We always be fucked up in this section
We always be fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh, uh, uh
Fucked up in this section, uh

Section Official Audio

Charlie Heat LADYLIKE Lyrics Ft. Ant Clemons

LADYLIKE Lyrics:

You don't talk, you don't speak
But you listen to me
You a boss in the streets
Comin' home for a week

Nasty, nasty, this shit ain't ladylike
Nasty, nasty, do what a ladylike
Know how I like it, do it the way I like
You nasty, nasty, do what a ladylike
(He's heating up)
'Cause I need a lady, uh, like a lady like you

You got problems with your ex-nigga, so you hit me up
I been chasin' the check, ain't no time to fall in love
But you callin' on my phone when you leavin' the club
Know that you only hit me up 'cause you tryna get fucked
Please, I know, don't tell about it
It's cold, gon' slide about it
Pull out like a drop out (Skrrt)
Pack a bag, you gon' stay the night
We've been doing our thing like
Ride the dick like you ride the bike
'Til the morning, 'til the moonlight
Got a feeling you can pipe down

You don't talk, you don't speak
But you listen to me
You a boss in the streets
Comin' home for a week

Nasty, nasty, this shit ain't ladylike
Nasty, nasty, do what a ladylike
Know how I like it, do it the way I like
You nasty, nasty, do what a ladylike
'Cause I need a lady, uh, like a lady like you

'Cause I need a lady, uh, like a lady like you

Ant Clemons Story Of My Life Lyrics

Story Of My Life Lyrics:

I'm a son, I'm a king, I'm a best friend
Might fuck up but I learn from my lessons
Showed my mom how to change her perspective
Close my eyes, had a dream, manifest it
PHL by Jersey hit the runway
One way to LAX, I left on Thursday
Gotta make the service every Sunday
Called Red Lobster and I just told my job

My path ain't in no 9 to 5
I made a plan and talked to God
He said there's pages left to write
This is the story of my life
Some chapters I thought I might die
Had my hеart broke a couple times
I don't complain 'causе I survived
This just the story of my life

I'm a mess, I'm a wreck, I confess it
Fell in love, opened doors made some ex-it's
Kinda hard but I'm over-invested
Played my cards, showed my heart, gain the leverage
My dad asked when I'ma stop the music
And settle down 'cause that life's too confusing
I told him, "Trust me, I know what I'm doing" (Doing)
I'm sorry, dad, I can't work no job

My path ain't in no 9 to 5
I made a plan and talked to God
He said there's pages left to write
This is the story of my life
Some chapters I thought I might die
Had my heart broke a couple times
I don't complain 'cause I survived
This just the story of my life

Wrote a song, got hit off a mistake
I met Ye he took me to the big stage
Hit Pharrell got the feature for the mixtape
On my app's only time that I get played
Get played, get played
Get played, get played
Get played, get played
Get played, get played

Better Days Lyrics by Ant Clemons & Justin Timberlake

[Pre-Chorus: Ant Clemons]
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
Keep your eyes on the road ahead
But if you're feeling lost in the night
It's okay to cry
Just as long as you hold your head

[Chorus: Ant Clemons, Justine Skye & Lucky Daye]
'Cause we're on our way to better
Better's ahead, better's ahead
It get's worse 'fore it gets better
But better's ahead, better's ahead
Better days are comin' (Better and better and better, ooh-ooh)
Better days are comin' (Ooh-ooh, better days)
Better days, better days (Better and better and better, oh-ooh)
Better days are comin' (Better days, better days)

[Verse 1: Justin Timberlake with Justine Skye & Lucky Daye]
I know you've been kicked down
Slept on, let down, faith gone
Waited for too long for something to lean on (Lean on)
You feel weak, just be strong (Ooh)
Deep breath, stay calm
If you just press on, press on, press on

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Timberlake with Lucky Daye, Justine Skye & All]
You gon' see there's a light at the end of the tunnel (At the end of the tunnel)
Keep your eyes on the road ahead (On the road ahead)
And if you're feelin' lost in the night (Lost in the night)
It's okay to cry (It's okay to cry)
Just as long as you hold your head

[Chorus: Justin Timberlake, Justine Skye & Lucky Daye]
'Cause we're on our way to better (Aah)
Better's ahead, (Better) better's ahead (Aah)
It get's worse 'fore it gets better (Ah-ah-ah)
But better's ahead, better's ahead
Better days are comin' (Better and better and better, ooh-ooh, I know, I know)
Better days are comin' (Ooh-ooh)
(Better days, better days) (Better and better and better, ooh-ooh)
Better days are comin' (Ooh-ooh)
(Better days, better days)

[Verse 2: Ant Clemons with Justine Skye & Lucky Daye]
I know you feel left out and stepped on
Keep goin', keep goin'
Shine bright, don't dim yours for no one
Keep goin' higher, and higher and higher and higher

[Outro: Ant Clemons, Justine Skye, Lucky Daye, Justin Timberlake, Ant Clemons & Justin Timberlake]
(Because there's better)
Better days, better days are comin' (Better days)
Better days, better days (On their way) are comin' ('Cause I know)
Better days, better days (Better days) are comin' (Yeah)
Better days, (Oh) better days are comin' (I know)
Better days are comin'