Spoon – I Ain’t The One

When the moon is rising and looking on me
When the night comes knocking, knocking on me
I say, I ain’t the one
I say, I ain’t the one
I ain’t the one that you looking for now

When the man comes asking and looking for me
When the law comes knocking, knocking on me
I ain’t the one (ah, ah)
No, I ain’t the one
I ain’t the one that you’re looking for now
Yeah, I ain’t the one
I ain’t the one
So now I’m leaving you all behind me

Hey, ha ha
Uh uh uh

When the world comes crashing, crumbling on me
When the day comes knocking, knocking on me
I say, I ain’t the one
I ain’t the one
Hey, ha ha
Hey, ha ha
I ain’t the one, I ain’t the one
So now I’m leaving you all behind me

Hey, ha ha
Hey, oh oh

‘Bout to fly

smokepurpp – Phantom

[Chorus]
Smokin’ on a thoink, can ya smell that?
Put a hundred bands in a duffle bag
Pulled up in a Ghost, where the roof at?
Gucci’s on my toe, to my durag
Wock in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Wock in my Fanta
Lil’ Purpp really got the bands up
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Wock in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom (leaaan)
Wock in the Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom

[Verse]
I don’t want friends I want Audis
Your bitch she givin’ me toppy
Lil Purpp just came in a Masi
Bust down, just caught me a body
Young Purpp first like a wrestler
Get the work straight from Mexico
Got a foreign bitch, do a lot of coke
And she countin’ money by the peso
Diamond on my neck and it look like glitter
Gucci Gang fuck twin sisters
When I get a check, yeah they call me mister
Call Mary Kay, wanna fuck her sister
They like damn Smokepurpp, how you do that?
You just flow on a track and you kill that
And you thought you had the sauce, but you spilled that
Put a hundred in the safe like at Chase Bank
Nigga run up on me see my bad side
Got a bad bitch and a backside
All this water on me like I’m baptized
They be switchin’ gang, stay on that side
Bitch I’m Lill Purpp, do a lot of fraud
I be road runnin’, crash a lot of cars
Go to Saks Fifth, spend like thirty bands
Walkin’ out of Gucci with a Louis bag

[Chorus]
Smokin’ on a thoink, can ya smell that?
Put a hundred bands in a duffle bag
Pulled up in a Ghost, where the roof at?
Gucci’s on my toe, to my durag
Wock in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Wock in my Fanta
Lil’ Purpp really got the bands up
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Wock in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom
Lean in my Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom (leaaan)
Wock in the Fanta
Came in a two door Phantom

Rittz – I’m Only Human

[Hook]
I’m only human
It’s hard to count all of my mistakes I’ve made
I’m only human
Don’t have the power to save the day, I can’t
I’m only human
Nobody’s perfect, I’ve been ashamed of things I’ve done
I need improvement, I need to work it
So many things for change to come
I’m only human

[Verse 1]
Y’all breathe the same air, share the same living space
Breath the same from the day we came out of mom’s womb
Carrot touch trace from my parents [?] talk to
Identify by a country, and a state, and a race, and a faith we belong to
From a face, what we label, and name we respond to
All too innocent until we get imprinted from the images we witness
And eventually resemble what we gone through
Some people say the shape of your fate is beyond you
Other say that fate is what you make it
I try to do right ’cause [?] with a stake when they see you make a wrong move
But I ain’t superhuman, I don’t got a cape or a costume
Homie on the dog food, thought he got clean
Talkin’ to him, all he doin’ is nodding out sleep
Who am I to judge him, hard for me to drink and not fiend
Scared they gon’ find my dead body on the box spring
Know a lot of cool chicks, some with daddy issues
Hard to tell how many men have been up in her mouth piece
Men fuck a ton of women, they a certified pimp
When the shoe was on the other foot they holler out freak
Unless she isn’t wife material
Both got venereal diseases, burnin’ while they piss
Friends in long-term relationships lying to each other
Never told them about the dirt they went and did
Kids that are now searching for a dad
Young adults feel at fault [?] want a college grad
I can background check you, do a searchin’ ’bout your past
But I never know that person in the flesh ’cause

[Hook]
I’m only human
It’s hard to count all of my mistakes I’ve made
I’m only human
Don’t have the power to save the day, I can’t
I’m only human
Nobody’s perfect, I’ve been ashamed of things I’ve done
I need improvement, I need to work it
So many things for change to come
I’m only human

[Verse 2]
Like the girl on Instagram tryna show her body off to get more likes
But the dude who got in trouble ’cause his girl saw him hit the heart sign
Breaking up [?] my manager pissed at me ’cause I was drunk on live
Last night on my phone doing blow like it’s cool when I know it ruins lives
Several times it almost ruined mine, what a waste
Wanna lie like I’m doin’ fine, but I ain’t
Wanna quit before it’s too late, pump the brakes
It’s a cure, I wanna lose weight, but I can’t ’cause I drink socially
The only way that I can function
Distancing the people [?] assumption
When I should have called and had a one-on-one discussion
Disgusted I’m cussing out someone I trust
Being guilty and the glove fit
Stuck in a rut [?] then my friends called
Last Christmas I was [?] and pissed and I went off
Fuck I didn’t wish I involved my in-laws
Fists all swollen, giant hole inside a thin wall in my living room
And ever since its been a pitfall
Really need my family, I don’t never call them ask them how they kids are, tell them I miss y’all
Can’t ignore the insults, thought I had a thick skin [?] don’t gotta leave the ten cents
Caught up in this business and I don’t really fit in
Call on my prescription to calm me down like Prince did
I don’t got a spotter when I bench press all the pressure on my chest
Lost another friendship hopin’ they forgive me, I forgive them
This wasn’t my intention

[Hook]
I’m only human
It’s hard to count all of my mistakes I’ve made
I’m only human
Don’t have the power to save the day, I can’t
I’m only human
Nobody’s perfect, I’ve been ashamed of things I’ve done
I need improvement, I need to work it
So many things for change to come
I’m only human

Farruko – TrapXficante

[Intro]
¿Cómo crees que las personas latinas van a reaccionar al trap?
¿Esta música explícita no te trae problemas a ti?
¿En un asunto de intereses, vainas, premios?
Seguro, yo me la estoy jugando ahora mismo

Tú te estás saliendo un poquito de tu zona de confort, a ti te va muy bien en el reggaeton, sin embargo, estás apostando por este nuevo género, ¿No te da un poquito de miedo eso?
Yo no sé lo que es eso

[Verso 1]
Yo nací en el 91′, comencé a los 17
Y ahora estoy como Angelo Millones en el 2007
Poderoso, yo brego con trap y no con coso
Estos cabrones to’s chotearon por no ver el calabozo

¿De qué calle es la que tú estás hablándome?
Tengo a los gringos arriba chequeandome
Porque disque mucho ‘toy buscándome
Y me paso en el barrio con los míos calentándome

Pero que vo’a hacer, aquí fue donde yo crecí
Pues lo que mis ojos vieron, eso fue lo que aprendí
Que en la calle no hay amigos y que hay que sobrevivir
No porque me gané un grammy la calle se fue de mí

[Puente]
Me cansé de la hipocresía
Me cansé de tantas mentiras
Y de la falta de hombría
Que tienen estos cabrones, por fama y putas se viran

[Coro]
¿De qué calle es la que tú estás hablándome?
Tengo arriba a los gringos chequeándome
Porque disque mucho toy’ buscándome
Y me paso en el barrio con los míos calentándome

¿De qué calle es la que tú estás hablándome?
Tengo arriba a los gringos chequeándome
Porque disque mucho toy’ buscándome
Y me paso en el barrio con los míos calentándome

[Verso 2]
Ando con la Movie aquí en Miami
A lo Dan Bilzerian con putas haciendo party
Fumando hierba adentro de un Ferrari
Hablando mierda en las canciones me hice millonari

Como Gianluca Vacchi
Bailando completo vestido de Versace (Versace, Versace)
Como Dennis Rodman
Con el pelo pintado guiliando con un Banshee (Banshee)

¿Qué carajo quieren que yo haga?
¿Qué a to’ el mundo le siga los pasos?
¿Qué to’ el tiempo yo me esté riendo?
¿Cómo si del circo fuera otro payaso?

Yo no hago esto por dinero
Lo hago por el entretenimiento
Ustedes no trapean el talento
Y me adueñé de este movimiento

Ahora pa’ hacer reggaeton hay que ser culisimpático
Yo soy un antipático, tremendo problemático
Hipócrita, no aplico, ustedes suenan básico
No me coja’ e’ pendejo porque no soy tu fanático

Esto está cabrón
Chequea como te pone a mover la cabeza
Solté el reggaeton
Porque se convirtió en un concurso de belleza

Yo soy feo, no soy como Ken
Pero me hacen lindos los de a cien
Sin cojones me tiene to’ lo que hablen
Aborden ahora o se les pasa el tren

[Outro]
Tú podías escoger pichearle al trap, seguir con el reggaeton
Al carajo el trap, reggaeton es lo que es
Exacto, y yo soy una persona, que a mí me gusta desarrollar cosas, me entiendes
Y yo veo, que como ya yo he abierto tantas puertas y tengo una credibilidad dentro de la industria
Quizá las personas que todavía no creen en el movimiento, al ver que un líder como yo lo estoy llevando
Abran esa puerta y todo el mundo pase por esa puerta, ¿Me entiendes lo que te quiero decir?

Farru
EZ (EZ made the beat)
Prida
Joniel
The Reason

Ustedes están hablando con el mayor exportador de trap a nivel latinoamericano
This is TrapXficante
Aquí movemos trap por toneladas

Jacob Banks – Unknown (To You)

[Verse 1]
I believe what I say
Why does everyone hear me wrong?
If I told you different, would it sound the same?
Would it make a difference in anyway? Oh no
I know I done wrong I’ll pay for it
It’s your turn to talk for once I’m listenin’

[Chorus 1]
Say that you don’t want me
Say that you don’t need me
Tell me I’m the fool
Tell me you’ve been tortured
Tell me you’ve been beaten
And what I’ve done to you
Even if it doesn’t matter
Matter what’s true
Say that you don’t want me
Say that you don’t need me
Tell me I’m the fool

[Verse 2]
Look at all this heartache, what is left?
Forgetting how it started, this is how it ends, oh no
I know I’ve done some wrong I’ll pay for it
But it’s your turn to talk, for once I’m listening

[Chorus 2]
Say that you don’t want me
Say that you don’t need me
Tell me I’m the fool
Tell me you’ve been tortured
Tell me you’ve been beaten
And what I’ve done to you
Even if it doesn’t matter
Matter what’s true
Tell me that I’m unknown to you
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Say that you don’t want me
Say that you don’t need me
Tell me I’m the fool
Tell me you’ve been tortured
Tell me you’ve been beaten
And what I’ve done to you
And even if it doesn’t matter
Matter what’s true
Say that you don’t want me
Say that you don’t need me
Tell me I’m the fool

[Outro]
Tell me that it’s over
Tell me that you mean it
This time is true
Tell me that I’m unknown
To you

Waka Flocka Flame – Big Dawg

Big Dawg
There’s a lot of niggas runnin’ round here actin like big dawgs man
Hey y’all niggas know who the big dawg is man
Still ain’t grow yet lil poodle
Lil boy ass nigga, chihuahua ass nigga
Stay in your lane lil’ nigga
Soak up some game lil’ nigga
Stay in your lane lil’ nigga
Soak up some game lil’ nigga
Soak up some game lil’ nigga
Stay in your lane lil’ nigga
Said I wouldn’t pop and I did it
I just might run up a ticket
Tell ’em, it’s 50 to kick it
Trappin’ like Fifty and Diddy
Used to kick doors off the hinges
Now I pull up in the Bentley
Bitch, I got love in my city
And I got plugs in your city
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
My paper straight like a big dawg
I’m holdin’ weight like a big dawg
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
Now I stay strapped like a big dawg
Hit from the back like a big dawg
Big dawg, big dawg
Hit in the head him watch his shit fall
Run through the city like crip walk
Bitch, I got racks like Big Tymer
Run up on me trippin’ they gon’ miss y’all
Fuck nigga broke need to fix y’all
Chopper bullet thumbin’ like a guitar
Never knew a nigga make it this far
Big dawg, big dawg
Walking through the city like a big dawg
Pull up on a nigga in a rented car
Strip a nigga naked like a pornstar
Big dawg, big dawg
Big dawg do I what wanna
Big dawg, blowin’ marijuana
We used to run around, 50 bricks in Gucci Hummer
So dread nigga was the gunner
I feed your ass to piranhas
Put you to bed like pyjamas
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
I’m runnin’ shit like I’m congress
I’m gonna eat like regardless
Your big dawg paying me homage
I’m the Clay Co Mr. Rogers
Said I wouldn’t pop and I did it
I just might run up a ticket
Tell ’em, it’s 50 to kick it
Trappin’ like Fifty and Diddy
Used to kick doors off the hinges
Now I pull up in the Bentley
Bitch, I got love in my city
And I got plugs in your city
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
My paper straight like a big dawg
I’m holdin’ weight like a big dawg
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
Now I stay strapped like a big dawg
Hit from the back like a big dawg
Nigga might pull up in a Mulsanne
Hell Street gang, what you claim
Call up my jeweler for a new chain
Used to have dirty ass shoestrings
Shooters on go when I tell ’em
Aimin’ at your cerebellum
Youngins they tote Mac-11’s
Aiming that scope at your melon
You know the code, never tellin’
I got your hoe at the Westin
Niggas lookin’ for me like Chapo
Make that ass clap like bravo
Pull up with the chickens like Roscoe
Strapped up, hanging out the Tahoe
Big dawg, stayin’ on my boss shit
Get your ass wet, don’t cost shit
The ice don’t make you a big dawg
You got it bad, like Kriss Kross
Fuck nigga runnin’ off with the soft
Maybach droppin’, no Rick Ross
Big dawg, big dawg, soak up some game lil’ nigga
Big dawg, big dawg stay in your lane lil’ nigga
Said I wouldn’t pop and I did it
I just might run up a ticket
Tell ’em, it’s 50 to kick it
Trappin’ like Fifty and Diddy
Used to kick doors off the hinges
Now I pull up in the Bentley
Bitch, I got love in my city
And I got plugs in your city
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
My paper straight like a big dawg
I’m holdin’ weight like a big dawg
Big dawg, big dawg, big dawg, big dawg
Now I stay strapped like a big dawg
Hit from the back like a big dawg

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Drowning (feat. Kodak Black)

[Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I’m drownin’
I’m drownin’
I’m drownin’
I’m drownin’

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Wrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I’m drownin’
In water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’
I just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain
Chain so heavy I feel like I’m holdin’ up a mountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I’m with all my niggas, I don’t go nowhere without ’em
If they don’t let us in they might throw shots at the bouncer
Actavis medicine, got it straight from out the doctor’s
I’m with RJ but I call him Wayne ’cause he’s a shotta
Pick up the ladder, put it in the gun, make the 9 stretch
Niggas with attitude, but we come straight out of Highbridge
I’m gon’ make her panties wet when she see the way I flex
I’m gon’ win a Grammy, move my family out the projects
We went from chillin’ in the projects to makin’ projects
We was tryna get to the top, and they tried to stop us
I talk for myself, bitch I don’t need no fucking’voucher
She looked at my wrist and she looked at a hundred thousand

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Wrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I’m drownin’
In water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’
I just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain
Chain so heavy I feel like I’m holdin’ up a mountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Just bought a brand new chain from Avianne
Nigga with attitude but I ain’t from Compton
Lil Kodak bitch I’m Polo’d down like Carlton
Sniper Gang I put a nigga on a carton
I’m the shit I’m fartin’, I don’t know how to potty
Pull up in a ‘Rari, I’m in the Yo like Gotti
A Boogie, I’m goin Scottie, nigga drop my deposit
I ain’t Jamaican, bitch I’m Haitian, but I got them shottas
Harley Davidson every day, I’m ridin’ with the chopper
They hatin’, I know they don’t wanna see a nigga prosper
I ain’t doing trims, I’m in the cut like I’m a barber
She call me daddy, but I ain’t her motherfucking father

[Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Wrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I’m drownin’
In water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’
I just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain
Chain so heavy I feel like I’m holdin’ up a mountain
Every where that I go it’s a light show, I’m surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I’m drownin’

Wu-Tang Clan – People Say (feat. Redman)

[Intro: sample]

[Verse 1: Method Man]
That’s when my heart turned cold
I’m a product of the block
We used to cook the product in the pot
Asshole to turn the product into rock
It’s in my DNA, you see it started with my pops
In his hayday he probably put your Father in a box
In my hayday, I probably put the product in my sock
Ain’t no vacay, [?] become a problem when it’s hot, mayday mayday
But no charge, I’m nutty with the bars that’s a payday
So bruh, this ain’t even a bar, this is hey, hey
Back up in the trunk with tha AK
Each line pack a Fabolous punch, no diss to Ray J
Nah, see I don’t dab and I don’t nae nae
Got bottles comin’ out, warriors come out and play, aye
Just know I’m grade A, get a slice of bread
Okay, some hoods love me, some would like me dead
Okay, my goon hungry, his eyes is red
But he clumsy, go whoops upside your head

[Verse 2: Raekwon]
We had dro’ and po’, suckas
Range Rovers flood up the rucka
Me and thousand chains on, I got put up on
[?] green baggies, sellin’ capsules, runnin’ in classrooms
Slick [?] get C.R.E.A.M, yelling cash rule
Smile like Pacquiao, but under the leather
Hold a mac with no pump and [one-note?] the Grammy hour
Cold chemists taste the flow
It’s numb meets copper rum, bluntin’ off the get back
Salute me then one, I’m out
Off to the races, my blazes ain’t patient
They want
Jammies carry nitrogen, light up a section
Like I’m on Vicodin
Fuck with the righteous men, and we fightinen’
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the rebels is here
Metals and gear, get [?] medical, that’s incredible
The fliest, the most notorious [?]
Off niggas heads like papayas

Verse 3: Redman]
Before I [prolly?]
Red lightin’ the Bob Marley
So I can cypher God bodies from the John Gotti’s
Everybody a voss, sayin that time’s money
Women injections, leave em with [?] bodies
Babies having babies, wearing Old Navy
Robbin’ old ladies, that’s a product of no home trainin’
I show you the ropes, I’m narrating Al Haymon
I told lighty, if I hate him, Imma violate him
I’m not a shooter, but I know shooters
And if them shooters don’t shoot up
I’ll go suit up, Redman and the W
It’s televised
We ain’t them niggas
Media telling hella lies (fuck you)
This a campfire of a vampire
I don’t sleep, but
Through the amplifier
And every nigga got something to say
I’m like, yeah okay, y’all corny anyway
Doc

[Chorus? Hook?]
People say
Love is just a energy
Dealing with the claim baby
(Oh baby)

Verse 4]
My team hard, makin’ ’em lean hard
You see more riders lined up
Then you see at a theme park
My queen hot, makin’ the scene pop
Routine op, online gangstas
I’m givin’ them screenshots
Hard written lyrics to God, right?
What’s the tale, sick as Hell
Christian Bale from the Dark Knight
On sight, foggin’ your fog lights
Your dog’s like

Yelawolf – Punk (feat. Travis Barker & Juicy J)

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
I’m a million lightyears away from the dark
A thousand miles and running
Country boy can survive
I’m alive, a loaded gunnin’
Backseat full of crooks
Pen and paper, this one’s for the books
Pack it, wrap it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Travis Caddy
Everybody in this motherfucker jumpin’, footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who don’t fit in
And with this shit we’re gonna have a ball
Swing around the mosh pit Dosie Doe
Catfish Billy and a Dobro
I’m Psycho White—oh no
I’m a chili pepper in an Oldsmobile
Comin’ out for the kill
I don’t gamble
I don’t deal with these whose whose in this mass appeal
I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck
Then get drunk and run amuck
With every single one of my misfits
Bitch, that’s how we’re showin’ up
With them lowriders on the west side
Lift kits from the south
Jump in the passenger seat of my ’69 and hit the bootleg house
I’m on my new shit, still ready and ruthless
A public nuisance
But I feel right at home

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Yeah, since they’re sleepin’ on me, let me wake ’em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up
Everything I’m talkin’ real, I ain’t make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don’t give a fuck
But I ain’t givin’ up, I’d rather live it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up
They still swervin’ in my lane, they need to give it up
But I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck, really I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
Still bumpin’ Three 6 all day, Hank Williams all day
So promenade when the lights in the ballroom swing
And shake and then fall and break with that bottom bass
Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo your face
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that’s all it takes
Got a lock in the pocket, a rock in the sock
With a cop I’m a nervous wreck
I never could keep a job ’cause I rob and I take
And I leave you with nothing left
But mama tried
Mama tried to harvest early and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to walk
Take these lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, tell my story
Paint the wall from Alabama to Atlanta
From Atlanta I began to build a plan, a panoramic view
To center who my friends, the men around me was
The culture is that slum, and I’m not alone
I put a flag in Nashville, and I’m feelin’ right at home

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Yeah, since they’re sleepin’ on me, let me wake ’em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me shake it up
Everything I’m talkin’ real, I ain’t make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don’t give a fuck
But I ain’t givin’ up, I’d rather live it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to switch it up
They still swervin’ in my lane, they need to give it up
But I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck, really I don’t give a fuck

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
And the whole world is yours
This I know, because Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me that bag of money real quick
Let’s go, I’ve got it cranked, it’s parked out front
I’m a wanted man and I’m on the run
And I’m goin’ back to Cali to the allies where they packin’ rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and rowdies
And show ’em this country savvy
I, am, Yelawolf, and I’m feelin’ right at home

Fergie – Tension

[Verse 1]
All these vibes, so blasé blasé blah
I need your high, c’mon c’mon c’mon
My throat is dry, come pour some more, some more
When we lock eyes, I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, your body got these moves, your body
Ooh, your body, higher
Ooh your body, yeah, I know it wants me
Ooh, your body, is blowing my mind, cause

[Chorus]
All this tension that we can’t control
Got me catching feelings on my dance floor
Ooh, damn, I’m hoping that we take it home
Got me catching feelings on the dance floor
All this tension that we can’t control
Got me catching feelings on my dance floor
Ooh, damn, I’m hoping that we take it home
Got me catching feelings on the dance floor

[Verse 2]
Ain’t gonna lie, you got me open wide
The way you move is setting me on fire
My throat is sore, come pour some more, some more
You’re all mine, I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, your body got these moves, your body
Ooh, your body, higher
Ooh your body, yeah, I know it wants me
Ooh, your body, is blowing my mind, cause

[Chorus]
All this tension that we can’t control
Got me catching feelings on my dance floor
Ooh, damn, I’m hoping that we take it home
Got me catching feelings on the dance floor

[Verse 3]
So forget this distance, come and pull me tight
Can you feel this tension? We could go all night
We could get it started, make it radiant
I’m gonna call you daddy when you make me sweat

[Bridge]
And you know like I know
I’m getting you alone, I’m getting you alone
And you know like I know
I’m bout to take you home, I’m bout to take you home, cause

[Chorus]
All this tension that we can’t control
Got me catching feelings on my dance floor
Ooh, damn, I’m hoping that we take it home
Got me catching feelings on the dance floor
All this tension that we can’t control
Got me catching feelings on my dance floor
Ooh, damn, I’m hoping that we take it home
Got me catching feelings on the dance floor

Rachel Platten – Perfect For You lyrics

Below are the complete “Perfect For You” lyrics by Rachel Platten displayed. These lyrics were added 2 hours ago.

Perfect For You lyrics

I’m flood, I’m flood
I know this
You like me it’s my doses
What am I suppose to do with that
Ya, ya, oh

You say I bring the drama
Like you got halo zonya
Have to talk to my exhibit
Ya, ya, oh

I’m wild and just insane
I’m scared but I don’t wanna wait (you do)
It’s pissing me of when you say
Calm down, calm down like that
You know that I’ll hit it for real
And you know everything that I feel
That to me, it is a big deal
So don’t come [?] me like that

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[Chrous]
And it’s true
I can’t seem to shake it lose
Cause all this is curiosity
Hurtin’ me as I’m trying to be perfect for you
I’m done to break the rules
There’s so much time I’ve wasted
I’m chasin’ and face it
I cannot be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect, ya I cannot be perfect for you

[Verse 2]
I wear emotions on my sleeve
I say exactly what I mean
Isn’t that real enough for you
Ya, ya, oh

I got no shame I’m just myself
Won’t change for you
And no one else is make me feeling I”m not enough when I am

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m wild and just insane
I’m scared but I don’t run away (you do)
It’s pissing me of when you say
Calm down, calm down like that
You know that I’ll hit it for real
And you know everything that I feel
That to me, it is a big deal
So don’t come [?] me like that

[Chorus]
And it’s true
I can’t seem to shake it lose
Cause all this is curiosity
Hurtin’ me as I’m trying to be perfect for you

I’m done to break the rules
There’s so much time I’ve wasted
I’m chasin’ and face it
I cannot be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect, ya I cannot be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect, ya I cannot be perfect for you

[Bridge]
So love me and leave me alone
So love me and leave me alone
So love me and leave me alone
So love me and leave me alone

[Pre-Chorus]
And it’s true
I can’t seem to shake it lose
Cause all this is curiosity
Hurtin’ me as I’m trying to be perfect for you

[Chorus]
I’m done to break the rules
There’s so much time I’ve wasted
I’m chasin’ and face it
I cannot be perfect for you
Be perfect for you, so love me and leave me alone be perfect for you
Be perfect, ya I cannot be perfect for you
Be perfect for you
Be perfect for you (so love me and leave me alone)
Be perfect, ya I cannot be perfect for you

Maroon 5 – Best 4 U lyrics

Below are the complete “Best 4 U” lyrics by Maroon 5 displayed. These lyrics were added 8 hours ago.

Best 4 U lyrics

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Bebe Rexha – Nothing At All lyrics

Below are the complete “Nothing At All” lyrics by Bebe Rexha displayed. These lyrics were added 11 hours ago. Read our relevant article “Bebe Rexha Uses Instagram To Preview New Song “Nothing at All””.

Nothing At All lyrics

You say something smart
You wanna f*ck around, I tryna settle down
You wanna f*ck around

I really wanna more you and give my all
[?]
I want you, but you never pick up without [?]
[?]
And nothing at all

Sean Paul Visits Buju Banton In Prison Says Greatness Is Coming

Sean Paul visited Buju Banton in prison earlier this week and returned with a simple message from the Gargamel, greatness is coming.

Buju Banton has just over a year more to serve his prison term and will be released at the end of next year. This week, Sean Paul visited the McRae Correctional Institution in Georgia where Buju is being housed and sat down for a chat with the Grammy-winning singer. He said the reggae legend is in great spirit and sends shoutouts to all his fans.

“Today I went to check Buju Banton the great legend,” SP said. “He is in great spirits and him a tell everybody say 12 months time and you can expect greatness again. Big up Jamaica. Him say fi hail up everybody. All who doing good and doing bad. Big up uno self. Big up Buju Banton! Legend!”

Sean Paul has been a close friend of Buju Banton for years and has visited him in prison more than once since his incarceration in 2011. The Grammy-winning reggae star was sentenced to 10 years for a drug trafficking conviction in South Florida. He appealed the conviction several times over the past years but lost each on of them until he eventually gave up and opted to serve out his sentence.

RRR!!! @bujuofficial IT WAS GOOD 2 C U MY G!!! SPENT 3HOURS TALKING WITH HIM!!! STILL VERRY FOCUSED!!! HAS NOT BROKEN!!! TEACHING CLASSES @ TIMES 2 INMATES!!! KEEPING FIT AN EATING HEALTHY!!! BARE JOKE AN SERIOUS DISCUSSIONS ASWELL!!! #GREATNESS #ICON ????????????????#FREEBUJU ?????#MADPEOPLETINGDEYSHOULDKNO RRR!!!

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