Juicy J – Freaky (feat. A$Ap Rocky & Suicideboys) (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

[Intro]
Damn Davis
Drop that bitch
Shut the fuck up
Shut the fuck up
Play me some of that $uicide Pimpin’
Juicemane, A$AP Rocky, $UICIDEBOY$
Y’all know what it is
Let’s go

[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do, do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bitch, you know I like that freaky shit
I love a freaky bitch (get naked)
Just get nasty for a nigga
Bitch, I’m filthy rich
Don’t stop, pop that pussy
Make that money, baby (get money)
Fuck that conversation
Make them niggas compensate ya’
I’m in Magic City
I’m grabbin’ ass and titties (always)
I’m leaving King Of Diamonds
All them bitches leaving with me
Can’t fuck in Tennessee
Bet them bitches remember me
I smoke a mild and make them
Pop a bean and drink that Hennessy
Hennything is possible
I got a lot to blow
White girls own a lot of blow
That’s a lot of snow (cocaine)
Bitches love to bust it open
That’s just what you gotta know
You ain’t tryna pop it, hoe
Bitch, you know you gotta go
Cause down south girls love to

[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do, do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
Down on the floor
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
From the south
She got weed for sale
Fix your weave and nails
Out the house
She got lean for sale
Pink codeine and syrup
In the drought
Come fuck free, for real
But for me it’s still on the house
I get it cheap for real
Without a re, you tell (run your mouth)
Hop in my vehicle
I put the d in tail
Burning out
I push the V6-12, I put the V in 12
200 miles, cuz’ if I see the twelve
My speed won’t leave a trail
Don’t turn around
Cuz if I, if I, if I see the jail
Then I won’t see you girl
If I, if I, if I meet your friend
Then I won’t need you girl
If you, if you, if you give me threesome shit
Then I won’t leave you girl
You gotta go, if you shy to ride a stripper pole
There it go, real niggas know
Real girls get down on the floor, on the floor

[Chorus: Juicy J & A$AP Rocky]
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs
(Down on the floor)
Do them freaky thangs
Down south girls love to do them freaky thangs

[Verse 3: Ruby da Cherry]
Aye
Ruby da, Ruby da, Ruby da
Aye
I was [?] on that margarette
You thought that she was hard to get
Then when she wanted something, yeah, I bought her it
Ruby beat the pussy with a bat, yeah, he slaughter it
Cuttin’ up like back in fucking class, but I’m smarter, bitch
Curve a fucking hoe cuz’ she a duck and no, I want no part of it
It’s still fuck a hoe, she think my dick some sort of parlour trick
It’s still run a whore over with the foreign drip
Ask her how the tires fuckin’ taste, yeah, that’s the start, lil bitch
Ruby got the big body Benz, ain’t no parking it
She wants them kids inside her pussy, but there ain’t no parking it, ah

[Verse 4: $crim]
Slob on my knob, lil bitch, do your job
Suck it with the skin, where you fuck the whole team
Rob you out your pockets, whistle up the code
All my partners dipped in gold, hit my little bottom bitch
Lesbo in the closet, still bouncing like hydraulics
Six-four knocking, all these hoes like Death Row ’94
Black, Asian, Persian, even white girls
Skinny savage pimp with a mink coat, walking with a limp
Cut-throat, rocket play dead, Uncle Juicemane
Still fuck a hoe, and that’s going to the grave
That’s going to the grave

Juicy J – That Aint You (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

[Hook: Juicy J]
Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
We used to be homies
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Money look good on me don’t it?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

[Verse 1 : Juicy J]
There’s certain niggas I don’t fuck wit
There’s certain niggas I don’t fuck wit
Cause I go hard, and I ain’t got time anymore
To waste all my goddamn floss
Seems every nigga wants me to fall
Oh well, landing on my car
Forgiato wheel let’s keep it real
20 years in the game, still makin mills
I thought everybody liked it
Fuck nigga don’t try me
Or end up in a situation you ain’t gettin out of
Let me demonstrate a do-do-do-do-do, a hundred rounds
Fight night, yo life, outline
There’s certains niggas I won’t fuck with
There’s certains niggas I won’t fuck with
Like you, you, you, him, and that nigga
I don’t fuck with y’all niggas
I’m too busy countin up until I see a hundred milly
Good riddance, my fingers itchy

[Hook: Juicy J]
Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
We used to be homies
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Money look good on me don’t it?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

[Verse 2: Logic]
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin’ wit it
Actin like you bout it undercover wit it
I been workin’ like a fiend, nah mean right?
I ain’t fuckin’ wit it if it don’t seem right
Only time I be about it is if the cream right
Motherfuckers wanna gas like a green light
Till that shit pop off and they out of sight
Ain’t no wonder why they never really bout it right
Stay up out my business I’ve been with this
Can I get a witness fuck around and end up on they hit list?
Oh, I ain’t fuckin’ with it though
Mind on my money, give a fuck about a hoe
Money like mine, only come, never go
(When you finna fall off?) Never though
Bring that shit back like we’ve been there before
Like you got it for low, like you got it like woah
Handle my business, I’m in this, I’m ready, I’m steady
This life is the only I know
Fuck about another man talk about another man money
Get the fuck from me
Logic the realest, I don’t give a fuck if you hate this or feel this
As long as you feelin’ this dick
Frontin’ in front of my eyes that shit
Be makin’ me sick

[Hook: Juicy J]
Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Real niggas don’t talk, about the dirt they did
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
We used to be homies
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Money look good on me don’t it?
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
Hell nah, I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you
I ain’t fuckin wit’ you

[Interlude: Juicy J]
Niggas be too fake man

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
Getting a blowjob in an old-school Lamborghini Countach
I ain’t kick it with no niggas I ain’t beefing with no niggas
I’m just tryna get my pocket on Oprah
These niggas bitches got my name in they mouth like Botox
Meanwhile I’ve been on my own shit
Sitting on my throne getting bent like a crowbar
You gotta be about your money
Never let another motherfucker count your money
The niggas in your circle is not your homies
If they don’t fuck with you without your money
There’s certain niggas I won’t fuck with
Thirsty ass niggas on the internet keep me off your timeline
Fifty niggas waiting at your door-step
Gotta watch your homies can’t trust them all
They get your ass killed for that new car
Niggas they hate, never met a nigga who was motivated
Twenty million later and I’m still waiting
Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you niggas
Six niggas from the mud still fly on you niggas
Real niggas respect real niggas
I can’t give a fuck about the realest nigga
Nigga wonder why?

Juicy J – Bitch From The Gram (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

[Intro: Lord Infamous]
I turned against God and everything that I cared for most
Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts
I turned against God and everything that I cared for most
Police arrived, candle light, butcher knives, bloody bedposts

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Ratchet house party with the lights off
I can smell her pussy all night, dawg
All the hoes fuckin’ in here, all the hoes fuckin’ they friends
You better keep the lights off
Bitches in the kitchen gettin’ fucked up (fucked up!)
Kissing on each other, bitch I wanna fuck (wanna fuck!)
She sucking on a bottle of Ciroc, don’t stop
Got my dick standin’ tall like a mailbox
She poppin’, she smokin’, she suckin’ a dick
She owe me from Instagram, liking her pics
She DM my nigga, we taggin’ that bitch
Her friend was a nine and we tussled that bitch
I’m wit my niggas, we want all the bitches (all the bitches!)
Fuck every nigga who ain’t in it with us (fuck ’em!)
All the hoes comin’ home with us
We gon’ send them back full of nut (fill that bitch up!)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram (yes huh)
That’s the bitch from the gram (know you know her)
That’s the bitch from the gram (prolly fucked her)
That’s the bitch from the gram (yeah)
That’s the bitch from the gram (it’s that bitch)
You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram (she freaky mane)
That’s the bitch from the gram (be careful)
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram (I told you mane)
That’s the bitch from the gram
You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn

[Outro: Juicy J]
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
That’s the bitch from the gram
You know that she fuckin’, she bustin it open, god damn
That’s the bitch from the gram

Juicy J – Show Time (feat. Xxxtentacion) (Highly Intoxicated Mixtape)

[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Woah, huh, yuh, ayy, ayy
Ayy I got a song with OG, rich
Got a song with Juicy J, ayy, ayy, ayy
Haha! Uh

[Chorus: Juicy J & XXXTENTACION]
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Ayy, ho
Show out, it’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Show out, it’s show time
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Rollie, that’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
It’s show time, no Apollo
My .44 fillin’ up with hollows
That ain’t your bitch, that’s our ho
I swerve that bitch like a pothole
Me and Paul stuff hoes in the Tahoe
I ain’t ever stuff shit up my nose
Your bitch at the show, come in my clothes
Borrow that ho, give her back tomorrow
When it’s show time, I show out
Let ’em in, fuck ’em all, kick ’em all out
Me and Big Trees hold that block down
Put the word in, get a nigga knocked down
Show out, get knocked out
I got this shit on lockdown
That’s your hood? This my town
I’m up, yeah, bitch, I’m back down

[Chorus: Juicy J & XXXTENTACION]
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Show out, it’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Rollie, that’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time
Ayy, uh, uh

[Verse 2: XXXTENTACION]
I got these ballers, yes I got these ballers
My dick touch her lip and that bitch just stutter
I’m not a prototype, I’m not a prototype
I am original, I’m the original
I took the chopper in half, that’s a sawed-off
I put the piece on the beam, mothafucka
Don’t relax, don’t want the beast, mothafucka
Carnivore, I want the beef, mothafucka
Wind it up, forehead in paint
Bet you I’m right in the paint
These fuckboys sick in the brain
Yuh, what, I put my dick in her face
She suck the tip, not the base
She suck the tip, not the base

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Show out, it’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time
Wake up (wake up,) get high (get high)
Spit fire (spit fire,) get fly (get fly)
Roll up (roll up,) ten times (ten times)
Get out (get out,) no lie (no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie, no lie)
Rollie, that’s show time
(Show time, show time, show time, show time, show time)
Show out, it’s show time

Khalid – Perfect

[Intro]
Ready?
I can’t get this thing to stop squeaking
Laughs
Alright
Ready, Riley?
Ready
1, 2, 3, 4

[Verse 1]
I’ve been on my own for a long time, I’m feelin’ kinda lonely
Nothing’s fun when I’m the only one out here who knows me
Something’s stopping me from becoming a better person
I could try to pace myself, but I don’t think that it’s worth it

[Chorus]
What’s the point in workin’, if a wish is never certain?
I know I’ll never be… perfect

[Verse 2]
I went for a walk last night, I swear it was for hours
Happiness is far from reachin’ inside of my power
My friends say that I’m changin’, changin’ like the weather
Mom says I look sick, pop says keep my head up

[Chorus]
What’s the point in workin’, if a wish is never certain?
I know I’ll never be… perfect

[Verse 3]
Man, I’m thinking out loud, where I know someone will hear me
Cryin’ out for help, in search of someone near me
And I see a growin’ boy whenever I look in the mirror
Told me pain is temporary and my vision’s comin’ clearer

[Chorus]
I’m not used to workin’, a wish is never certain
I know I’ll never be… perfect

[Chorus]
No, no
I’m not used to workin’, a wish is never certain
But at least I’ll never be… perfect

Ty Dolla $ign – Message In A Bottle

[Chorus]
Message in a bottle
Let me get a swallow
Fillin’ up my cup
Section full of models
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
Know I’m ’bout that action
It feel like a movie

[Verse 1]
Henny in my system
In here with the pistol
Middle finger to a hater
Any nigga with him
I just came to blow a couple bands
Hoes know I’m the man
Lil’ baby on a Xan
Rollin’ up a strand
‘Bout to get high enough to make my ears pop
It’s too strong for that Ziploc
They like, "You gon’ get us kicked out"
Seen the huge stones in my wrist watch
Got ’em blowin’ at me when I pass by
Starin’ like she got a glass eye
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Go piss outside, too drunk to drive
She said, "I got Uber, do you want a ride?"
Typed in my address, it led to some sex, now I’m dressed
Poppin’ these Advils and textin’ my ex, thanks to the…

[Chorus]
Message in a bottle
Let me get a swallow
Fillin’ up my cup
Section full of models
And we goin’ up like it’s a Tuesday
Drankin’ ’til I’m woozy
Know I’m ’bout that action
It feel like a movie

[Verse 2]
And I’m too drunk to drive, yeah
Share your location, girl, I’m tryna pull up
But I’m too drunk to drive, oh
Passive when it come to cannabis
But I’m blowin’ like a curtain
My homie got some women at his crib
Know I’m finna flourish
Drankin’ water, tryna save my liver
Walked in, seen some naked strippers
Couple homies started throwin’ money
I just watch you like a babysitter, I’m lit
Stuck where I sit
Please don’t mind me, girl, that’s just how I get
Gave me a lapdance, I had plans to take down a lick
But something told me to face down my ex
Must have been a message in a bottle

Ty Dolla $ign – Dawsin’s Breek (feat. Jeremih)

[Intro]
EarDrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Brrr, hello, who’s this? I don’t know you hoes
Brrr, hello, who’s this? Hold up, I’m changin’ clothes
Got a main chick, she like no new hoes
Might speak the language, but I don’t know you, bro

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah (ah yeah)
I put that bitch in park, yeah (ooh yeah)
I put that bitch in park (ah yeah)

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
Hollup, in New York, panties off
What is this? Who are y’all?
In whose coupe? What are you talkin’ ’bout?
My bitch just came through, she done, just shut y’all down

[Refrain: Ty Dolla $ign]
Drop top freak and she flossin’
Ice on creek like I’m Dawson
She gon’ hit the stage, bet he tossin’
Swimmin’ in the wave, I got lost in

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Jeremih]
I got a brand new coupe, uh (coupe)
I got a brand new ‘Rari, yeah
I got a brand new boo, uh (boo)
I put my bitch in park (uh)
I got a brand new coupe, yeah
I got a brand new ‘Rari (woah)
I got a brand new boo, yeah
Put my ex-bitch in park
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park, uh
My bitch lookin’ like ooooh
Your bitch lookin’ like nah
I put that bitch in park, yeah
I put that bitch in park

Rudimental – Sun Comes Up (feat. James Arthur) (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

[Verse 1]
I wonder, maybe they’d never find me
I’ve been waitin’ such a long, long, long time to feel it
Swallowed by the waters around me
Though I took so many wrong, wrong, wrong turns to see it, woah

[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

[Verse 2]
It wasn’t easy tryin’ to run with these handcuffs
I had to sleep through such a cold, cold, cold night to see it
Green flashes hit me right where I’m standing
Sunlight cut into your bones, bones, bones, started to heal it

[Pre-Chorus]
But I dance through the blisters at night
And I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
‘Til I know I’m alive, alive, yeah
I’ll sit ’til I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love floodin’ back again, yeah
Until the sun goes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
Suddenly the sun comes up
And the dark is gone
We made it to the dawn
And I don’t miss you anymore
When the sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

[Bridge]
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Give a little love back
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Won’t you give it
Turn your light on me
Give a little light
To get a little love back
Give a little, to get a little love
Give a little light
To get a little love back
To get a little love back

[Pre-Chorus]
Dance through the blisters at night
I laughed ’til I cried and cried and
I ran ’til my feet couldn’t run no more (no more, no more)
And I sat ’til my lungs were burnin’
I’m alive, alive
I can’t hear words no more

[Chorus]
Suddenly the sun comes up
And I feel my love
Sun comes up again, my love
Until the sun comes up
And I feel my love comin’ up again
I can feel my love, I can feel my love

[Outro]
Sun comes up
I can feel my love comin’ back again

Morrissey – Spent The Day In Bed (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Spent the day in bed
Very happy I did, yes
I spent the day in bed
As the workers stay enslaved
I spent the day in bed
I’m not my type, but
I love my bed
And I recommend that you

[Chorus]
Stop watching the news!
Because the news contrives to frighten you
To make you feel small and alone
To make you feel that your mind isn’t your own

[Verse 2]
I spent the day in bed
It’s a consolation
When all my dreams
Are perfectly legal
In sheets for which I paid
I am now laid
And I recommend to all of my friends that they

[Chorus]
Stop watching the news!
Because the news contrives to frighten you
To make you feel small and alone
To make you feel that your mind isn’t your own

[Bridge]
Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Time, do as I wish
Oh time, do as I wish
Do as I wish

[Verse 3]
I spent the day in bed
You can please yourself
But, I spent the day in bed
Pillows like pillars
Life ends in death
So, there’s nothing wrong with
Being good to yourself
Be good to yourself for once!

[Outro]
And no bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No emasculation, no castration
No highway, freeway, motorway
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train
No bus, no boss, no rain, no train

Lecrae – Whatchu Mean (feat. Aha Gazelle)

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
I was always Pippen with the flow
I support the greatest, give and go
Tried to hit me with the bad vibes, let ’em know
Shake that dust up off my feet before they hit the floor
Focus on the ones I love, yeah, them my folks
People love to talk the talk, but they don’t really know
Catch me outside on the field, that’s the goal
Goin’ for conversion, extra points on the low

[Pre-Chorus 1: Lecrae]
All I know is come up when it’s to the summer
Work on top of work, you know we did a ton of
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels
Haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder
Guess it’s safe to say I stay in my lane
Always on time, never hesitate
Watch the execution, I’ma demonstrate
Tryna hit me with your regulations

[Chorus 2: Aha Gazelle & Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Whatcu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream (on your dream?)
On my Fresh Prince, got me feelin’ like Akeem (like Akeem?)
Or maybe Will Smith, all black like M.I.B. (M.I.B.?)
You can hear me (you can hear me?) down the street (down the street?)
It ain’t real if I don’t feel it in my spleen (in your spleen?)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between (hold on)
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu—
Cool (go ahead)

[Verse 2: Aha Gazelle]
Uh, here we go
She wanna know how to pronounce my name, I’m like, "It’s Aha"
I’m picture perfect, I don’t need no Canon like Mariah
I’m makin’ movies, I direct, like I control the choir
I got it groovy, then they kick me out the church like "Hiya"
A rub-a-dub, you ain’t the cleanest in the club, I’m flier
Yo’ baby momma told me that you not a good supplier
So I’m a father figure to Malik and Anania
I’m not the daddy, oh no, no the Devil is liar
It’s goin’ down, but I can guarantee you, baby, we up
At first I couldn’t see, now everybody wanna be us
I’m sad I’m not the one, don’t make me have to play Vegeta
I got a stripper friend who told me she believe in Jesus
Hold on Aha
I ain’t come her to prove nothin’
I been woke before it was cool and before y’all hit the snooze button
The flow’s hot, but I’m ice-cold like I’m on the remake of Cool Runnings
The same things that y’all dream about are the same things that I do in public, no discussion

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

[Verse 3: Lecrae]
2011, put the hammer on ’em
Church Clothes had Don Cannon on me, had No Malice on it
If they say I’m in Illuminati, keep an eye on ’em
Years later, doin’ shows now
You can catch me on the road now
Took a couple Grammys home now
No one ever put me on now
I ain’t braggin’, I ain’t flexin’ in my song
I’m just tryna talk that real and tryna put my people on
Wanna see me fall, wanna see me gone, know they wrong
Whatchu think I’m on? Whatchu mean? Whatchu really want? (Huh?)

[Pre-Hook 2: Lecrae]
We been out here workin’ summer after summer (we workin’)
Session after session, boy, we did a ton of (did a ton of)
Movin’ lowkey like we diggin’ tunnels (diggin’ tunnels)
And haters, I don’t see you, on my Stevie Wonder (I don’t see you, man)
Got you on read, you stay in yo’ lane (woo!)
You don’t execute, you just hesitate (yeah!)
Watchin’ how I play, you gon’ miss yo’ game (miss yo’ game)
You too busy tryna regulate (yeah, yeah, woo!)

[Chorus 1: Lecrae]
Whatchu mean? Now, whatchu mean? (Whatchu mean?)
I could never slack up, back up on my dream
All these rings got me feelin’ like Hakeem
Bustin’ moves, had to hit ’em with the screens
Jump away (move away), that’s extreme (oh)
See us mobbin’, 116 (oh)
Ain’t no way I’ll ever let you in between
‘Cause whatchu sayin’ whatchu mean ain’t whatchu mean

KYLE – Pursuit Of Happiness (Kid Cudi Cover)

Crush a bit, little bit
Roll it up, take a hit
Feeling lit, feeling right
Two AM, summer night, I don’t care
Hand on the wheel
Driving drunk I’m doing my thang
Rolling in the midwest side now
Living my life, getting our dreams
People told me slow my roll
I’m screaming out fuck that
I’m a do just what I want
Looking ahead no turning back
If I fall if I die
Know I lived it to the fullest
If I fall if I die
Know I lived and missed some bullets

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

Tell me what you know about dreamin’ (dreamin’)
You ain’t really know bout nothin’ (nothin’)
Tell me what you know about the night terrors every night
5 A-M cold sweats, waking up to the sky
Tell me what you know about dreams (dreams)
Tell me what you know about night terrors nothin’
You don’t really care about the trials of tomorrow,
Rather lay awake in the bed full of sorrow

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

I’m on the pursuit of happiness and I know
Everything that’s shine ain’t always gonna be gold (hey)
I’ll be fine once I get it, get it in, I’ll be good

Pursuit of happiness
Yeah, I’m a get it, I’ll be, good
Ugh
Oh man
Oh alright
Oh, room is spinning, room is spinning
Pat, Zule, where, oh fuck
Oh my God
Why did I drink so much and smoke so much oh

Jay Critch – Still Sippin (feat. Rich The Kid)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
I pour a 4 I’m leaning
I pour a 8 I’m sleeping
Pour out the pint it’s bleeding
Who got the drank? I need it
Double cup, I got the clean know Imma pour it up
She hate when I’m sipping she know I don’t give a fuck
Don’t touch my cup bitch
Need more seals quick
I can’t spill this, still got a activis
Who dat GP?
A box of the pints in the truck when they call me
I might pull up the rari
Sippin that fanta pardon me
Y’all drinking that garbage ass quality
I got a 2 liter on me
Only pour up with my homies
Don’t ask me if you don’t know me
Slowed up, momma said put that drink shit up
But I’m in love with my cup
I keep sippin and sippin

[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
(Yo pass that cup, hey)
Matter fact go make that a double cup
Went and got me two bitches I doubled up
That’s your wifey why she wanna come with us
Let her sip on my cup and she fell in love
I might put my main bitch in Celine
This drank got me deep in my dreams
Fell asleep I was whipping the V
Pull up and I’m making a scene
Why they talking ain’t making no cheese
Your opinion don’t matter to me
Like a farmer I gather the green
Name a young nigga harder than me
She be sucking me up she a leech
Fuck the wave we done started a beach
I’ve been balling lil nigga don’t reach
She keep calling I don’t wanna speak
But I just spent a bag on some feets
Shits might last me a week
Woke up in the Jag with a freak
Cup full of red like it bleed
Then we go hit the stain like bleach
I’m scoring see you in the bleachers
I’m snoring got lean and some reefer
She broke? No I don’t wanna meet her

Miguel – Come Through And Chill (On The Late Show) (Live)

[Intro]
Trust

[Verse 1]
Hello, stranger
It’s been a minute since we last kicked it
By the way, I just got in town
And I won’t let cumulus clouds all in the sky ruin my vibe
Usually, I don’t do this often
But since we’re coolin’, is it an option
Due to unusual rain and thunder
Baby, I wonder; baby, I wonder, would you just

[Pre-Chorus]
Put your sweats on, put your sweats on for me
Cause I got the plug, I made the coffer green
I’m talking late-night for you
Let me lay a great time on you
Don’t hesitate, no, don’t you

[Chorus]
Just say you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just say you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill

[Post-Chorus]
I wanna f… all night (say it)
I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna f… all night (say it)
I wanna f… all night

[Verse 2]
Hello, stranger
Vape’s been waiting
Just as I recall, that ass is still amazing
I’m playing, baby; I’m saying, baby
Lovin’ shit, you know I’m crazy
So go ahead and pour the drink up
I’m so glad we got to link up

[Pre-Chorus]
Get to taking that off, taking that off for me
Cause I got the plug, I made the coffer green
I’m talking late-night for you
Let me lay a great time on you
Don’t make me wait, no, don’t you, no, no

[Chorus]
Just like you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just like you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill

[Chorus]
Just say you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just like you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill, chill
Just say you will, will, will [I wanna f… all night (say it); I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)]
Come through and chill, chill, chill [I wanna f… all night (say it); I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)]
Just like you will, will, will [I wanna f… all night (say it); I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)]
Come through and chill, chill, chill (na-na-na, I’m sayin’)

[Outro]
I wanna f… all night (say it)
I wanna f… all night (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I wanna f… all night (say it)
I wanna f… all night

Njomza – Sad For You

[Verse 1]
Baby you
You’re the only
Only one I need
You [?] show me
Not everybody in this world is out to see your worst, you believe
You listen when it feels like the sky is falling down on me

[Pre-Chorus]
What happens when my life change paces?
When all a sudden it’s faster?
And you can’t take it?
Keep saying we should go backwards
This ain’t love no more, we don’t fuck no more
We don’t even fight
And all night you waiting up for me, it’s too much for me

[Chorus]
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me

[Verse 2]
I could lie
I could say you never saw me
With your wondering eyes all over my body
I let you break down all my walls
I offered you my home
Thought you knew what you got yourself into
None of the other girls before had tried to make it work all for you

[Pre-Chorus]
But what happened was my life changed paces
All a sudden, it’s faster
And you can’t take it
Keep saying we should go backwards
This ain’t love no more, we don’t fuck no more
We don’t even fight
And all night you waiting up for me, it’s too much for me

[Chorus]
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me

[Bridge]
Every once in a while, I try but I get it wrong
Didn’t mean to break your heart, but didn’t wanna lead you on
If we could only get it right, I could finally fall in love
You [?]

[Chorus]
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
I’m sad for you
But you’re bad for me

Nickelback – After The Rain (Lyric Video)

All of your life has been rambling, scurrying
Take your time rather than hurry
Never too late to write the rest of your story
Remember to breathe or else you’re gonna be sorry
Life’s no race, it’s a companion
Always face with reckless abandonment
A ticket to life as the mother once told me
Stick with your pride and you’re gonna be lonely

Everybody says that life takes patience
But nobody wants to wait
Everybody says we need salvation
But nobody wants to be saved
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train
The blue skies we wait on
Are gonna have to come after the rain

Spend your days happy and grateful
Avoid the taste of wanting and wasteful
Every good thing will come in moderation
Envy and greed will only lead to frustration
Choose your friends, carefree and kindly
Choose your words, careful and wisely
Always be there to lend a comforting shoulder
One will be there to share a day when you’re older (a day when you’re older)

Everybody says that life takes patience
But nobody wants to wait
Everybody says we need salvation
But nobody wants to be saved
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train
The blue skies we wait on
Are gonna have to come after the rain

Old mistakes committed upon us
Always take a toll on the conscience
Every regret is a gift that you live with
Never forget to remember forgiveness

Everybody says that life takes patience
But nobody wants to wait
Everybody says we need salvation
But nobody wants to be saved
The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train
The blue skies we wait on
Are gonna have to come after the rain

Gonna have to come after the rain (rain, yeah)
Gonna have to come after the rain (rain)
Rain, yeah
Rain
Gonna have to come after the rain