50 Cent and His Ex Vivica A. Fox Together Again On 50 Central


50 Cent and his ex-girlfriend Vivica A. Fox seems to have made peace at least on 50 Central.

There was a time when the two former flames hated each other so much to the extent that their feud spill over onto social media for the world to see. That is now water under the bridge because Fox appeared on the rapper/actor’s new show on BET, 50 Central. You can view a clip from the episode below that she posted on her Instagram page. The cut shows that the two went for a couple’s therapy session.

“I believe we have a strong connection and I don’t want to lose it,” Fox tells the therapist. 50 Cent then appeared in the clip saying that Vivica “dragged me down here” to which the actress pulled out a butcher knife and threatened him.

50 Cent and Vivica A. Fox briefly dated each other around 2003, but something happened between them in 2015 to turn them into bitter enemies that resulted in a heated back-and-forth on Instagram. In January of this year, Vivica says she was the one who went and made peace with the rapper at a New York Knicks basketball game.

50 Central aired on Wednesday night’s on BET at 10:30 p.m. ET.

Catch 50Central this Wednesday expect the unexpected ?10:30pm on BET. #50centralbet

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Supergrass – Late In The Day

It’s late in the day,
I’m thinking of you,
Things that you say.
So long,
So long for me,
It’s late in the day,
I’m talking to you
Hear what I say,
So long,
So long for me,
All the time I thought of you,
In an ordinary way,
You slip back down the heart away,
All I really have to say
Is people pass along the way,
Thoughts of you and me again,
I lay on my bed,
Searching my mind,
Writing my love,
So long,
So long for me,
I sleep on the road,
Dreaming of a sound,
Coming my way,
So long,
So long for me,
All the time I thought of you,
In an ordinary way,
Check back down the heart away,
And all I really have to say
Is people pass along the way,
Thoughts of you and me again,
All the time I thought of you,
In an ordinary way,
You slip back down the heart away,
And all I really have to say
Is people pass along the way,
I close my eyes and turn away,
All the time I think of you,
In an ordinary day,
Check back down the heart away,
And all I really have to say
There’s people passin’ ‘long the way,
Thoughts of you and me again!

JJ Heller – What Love Really Means

He cries in the corner where nobody sees
He’s the kid with the story
No one would believe
He prays every night
"Dear God won’t you please
Could you send someone here
Who will love me?"

Who will love me for me
Not for what I have done
Or what I will become
Who will love me for me
‘Cause nobody has shown me what love
What love really means

Her office is shrinking a little each day
She’s the woman whose husband has run away
She’ll go to the gym after working today
Maybe if she was thinner
Then he would’ve stayed
And she says…
Who will love me for me
Not for what I have done
Or what I will become
Who will love me for me
‘Cause nobody has shown me what love
What love really means
What love really means

He’s waiting to die as he sits all alone
He’s a man in a cell who regrets what he’s done
He utters a cry from the depths of his soul
"Oh Lord, forgive me, I want to go home"

Then he heard a voice somewhere deep inside
And it said,
"I know you’ve murdered and I know you’ve lied
And I have watched you suffer all of your life
And now that you’ll listen I’ll, I’ll tell you that I…"

I will love you for you
Not for what you have done
Or what you will become
I will love you for you
I will give you the love
The love that you never knew
Love you for you
Not for what you have done
Or what you will become
I will love you for you
I will give you the love
The love that you never knew

Nessly & Lil Yachty – Guacamole

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

[Verse 1: Nessly]
Niggas heard I got the Benz and they right
They always say the truth will come to the light
Nigga hatin’, I’ma cum on his wife
Don’t you think I don’t know where you reside
Spent the morning in a cop car
Now a nigga in a flight
Shawty know that I’m a rockstar
She just wanna live the life
Nigga say he sellin’ real Act
Hit the lean up with the light
Hit my liter with the Sprite
Put my lean up on the ice, yeah

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
He said he heard I was a phony
Askin’ if my jacket stoney
None of my bitches be boney
Nipples built like pepperoni
Most these rapers tryna clone me
I remember bein’ lonely
Now these bitches tryna bone me
Daddy used to stay in Zone 3
Ninety thousand on the wedding ring
But I ain’t gettin’ paid no time soon
Shawty suck me like a vacuum
Her ass hot like it’s the middle June
Look at all this guacamole
Sock in her mouth like I’m in Follies
Guap all in a nigga’s pockets, thighs look like they swollen
Lil Boat

[Chorus: Nessly]
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah
He said he heard I got it on me
Bitch I really got it on me
Don’t go playin’ with my money
Better pray to someone holy
Thumbin’ through this guacamole
Look at all this guacamole
Look at all this guap, it’s on me
Don’t fuck with my guacamole, yeah

Maroon 5 – Whiskey (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Chorus]
Leave’s are fallin’
It’s September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young
’till she kissed me
Like a whiskey
Like a whiskey

[Verse 1]
I never knew that love was blind
’till I was hers
But she was never mine
Yeah, I was reckless
But I let it burn
I let it burn, yeah
The feeling, it was bittersweet
Realizing I was in too deep
She was a lesson
I had to learn
I had to learn, yeah

[Bridge]
I used to try to forget her
But now I smile
When I remember

[Chorus]
Leave’s are fallin’
It’s September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young
’till she kissed me
Like a whiskey
Like a whiskey

[Verse 2]
Would’ve left this world behind
Just to wake up by your side
Every mornin’ I
Would’ve sold my soul
For a little more time
Would’ve waited a thousand nights
If she never said goodbye
I admit that I
Would’ve sold my soul for a little more time

[Bridge]
I used to try to forget her
But now I smile
When I remember

[Chorus]
Leave’s are fallin’
It’s September
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young
’till she kissed me
Like a whiskey
Like a whiskey

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
I ain’t like the other Cognacs
Older type of cat that’d never call back
Or lose contact when you runnin’ out of rum and you make a run
(Feelin’ light and dizzy, make me tipsy)
All that tequila is a killer, little vodka break or something proper
Pop a cork and play spin the bottle
(Every time you kiss it, like some whiskey)
(?) glove, it’s a fine line
Dom Pérignon, she the fine wine
Someone call 911, I’m runnin’ out of time
She done got off my heart

[Chorus: Adam Levine & (A$AP Rocky)]
Leave’s are fallin’
It’s September (Woah)
The night came in and made her shiver
I told her she could have my jacket
Wrapped it tight around her shoulders
And I was so young (So Young)
’till she kissed me (Yeah)
Like a whiskey (Yeah)
And I was so young (So Young)
’till she kissed me
Like a whiskey

Famous Dex – Pick It Up (feat. A$AP Rocky)

[Intro]
Ayo big bro, you fucking with that? Hah, okay cool
That’s my fucking brother right there, ya dig?
Dexter, ooh, wait

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, groove
Baby girl watch how you move
I got them vets on my shoes (I do)
I pop a pill then I lose it (Wait)
Speed it up (Speed)
Look at the diamonds, they eat it up (Eat)
Grab me two bitches, I beat it up
They thinking I’m wifing, deleted ’em (Uh-wait, ooh)
Pints in, call up Rocket, ooh (Uh-what)
My brother plug like a socket (Ooh)
Geeking this dope, yeah I got ’em
Open the safe, you can’t lock it (What)
Sippin’ that Wock, yeah I go to the top
Bust on yo bitch like a Glock (Ooh)
She like to suck on my clock
I get the money don’t stop, Dexter

[Interlude: Famous Dex]
Hah, know I’m saying?
Like, I know you like this beat too
But you a fuckin’ goofy though (fucking lame ass nigga)
Uh-wait

[Verse 2: Famous Dex]
Word around, word around, word around town
I heard this boy was a clown
Swim in yo bitch once I drown
Call up my plug for the pounds
Odd Future, yeah, it’s right on my clothes
Bad bitch, yeah, I watch her do coke
Broke as hell, I used to sleep on the floor
I never do it no more, ooh
Telling you broke, it’s no joke, ooh
I used to kick in that door, wait
Now I’m selling out these shows
Water my wrist, Fendi right on my clothes, huh
Hold up lil mama, you tweaking
A bad bitch, Puerto Rican (Puerto Rican)
Get her off molly, she geekin’
Call up your friend, yeah we chill for the weekend, Dexter

[Interlude: Famous Dex]
You know I’m saying
Like, no no no, we can only chill for the weekend
Then you gotta go
Call your friend too, Dexter

[Verse 3: A$AP Rocky]
Order VLONE, color orange mango label
Rotary phone, in my old school Mercedes
Smoke OG grown, when I’m Californicating
I got 3 phones, business, conversation, and relation
Hold up, wait a sec, wait a min, wait a tick
Jacob my wrist, nothing was fake on my wrist
Four finger ring on my hand
Say what you say to my wrist, talk to the hand
Don’t wanna resort to the hands
What the face say to the fist
(I’m Rick James bitch!)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Ha, funny and shit
A fifth of the tab
Suck on her tits
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix

[Verse 4: A$AP Rocky]
Speed it up, speed it up, speed it
Up
Just in the track and I beat it up
Acne my jacket from Sweden (Huh?)
My chick don’t exactly know English
They ain’t ’bout that action no beefin’
I might as well go back to vegan
My shit might go platinum first week
Play that shit back and repeat it (Uhh)
Word around, word of mouth, word around town
You the one doing all the murder round town
Pulling up, shoot ’em, leave the burner down town
Shoot em like the birdie, cause they all fly south
Whippin the, whippin the, whippin the wrist
I’m fucking your bitch and I’m up in your fridge
I only tell stories to tuck in the kids
So how in the fuck can they fuck with the kid?

[Outro: A$AP Rocky]
Ha, funny and shit
[?]
I’m back in my bag
Went back to the pad
Watched Dexter’s Lab on the flix

Ty Dolla $ign – Don’t Judge Me (feat. Future & Swae Lee)

[Intro: Swae Lee]
Don’t judge me
Ear Drummers

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things yeah
Came up from the mud to the finer things yeah
I can’t trust no one, I can’t trust nobody now
Only thing they want, only thing they want is money now

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla Sign]
Rollie flood the VVS
50 on my neck
Made a mil’ out of nothing, made it all out of nothing
Gucci like yeah, Saint Laurent like yeah
Diamonds all VVS, day ones like yeah

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Verse 2: Future]
I’ve been on the liqs, don’t judge me (don’t judge me)
Let me have a threesome if you love me (you love me)
Don’t you look at me like you can’t trust me (you can’t trust me)
Lately, I’ve been going through some things (lately I’ve been goin’through)
I’ve been doing drugs, don’t touch me (don’t you touch me)
Right now, on the mud, don’t judge me (I’m on a yeah)
Let me have my fun with this two piece, yeah
[?]Chinese molly got me Chinese

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Blow the whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Verse 3: Swae Lee]
I can squeeze like three in the front seat
Ferrari, just forgot about the back seats
Liquored down, hell yeah, don’t judge me (Judge me)
She said, one day your gonna love me
Hard work pays off, trust me (Pays off)
Sober as I am, don’t touch me (Touch me)
Seeming like the drugs is saying flush me
Everyday, I plan on getting lucky
Chase more cuz’ my niggas on a high speed
So, we need five tables in Hibachi
I might put it on her in a hurry
Paid in full, so I’m not guilty

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Right now I’m off a beam don’t judge me
I might pop a seal in the money
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things
On the liqs right now don’t judge me
Got a whole pound, don’t judge me, yeah
I don’t want it if it ain’t a two piece, yeah
Lately, I’ve been goin’ through a lot of things

[Outro: Future]
[?]
Look how much you made
[?]
You got tricks up your sleeve
Take it to the head to fuck on your face
[?]
Neglection from the underworld got you virally
Still falling from the same game you fell for privately
You ought to be where you say you are, but roses don’t grow overnight
You took a few bites, I didn’t think you was aight
I’ll try to get over in my after-life, this life right here ain’t aight
I don’t even know how I fell for your type, this shit aight

SZA – Normal Girl (On Later… With Jools Holland) (Live)

You love the way I pop my top
Or how I lose my cool
Or how I look at you
Say why?
It ain’t no fighting, no I can’t stop it
This took a while, yeah
For the way I pump my fist or how I bust my hip
For your affection, tryna be down
No fighting and no stoppin’
Stick around

Wish I was the type of girl you take over to mama
The type of girl, I know my daddy, he’d be proud of
Yeah, be proud of
Be proud of, be proud, you know, you know
Wanna be a type of girl, you take home to your mama
The type of girl, I know your fellas would be proud of
Be proud of, be proud of, be proud of, boy you know
Normal girl
I wish I was a normal girl, oh my
How do I be? How do I be a lady?
Normal girl, oh
I wish I was a normal girl
I’ll never be, no, never be uh

You like it, when I be, aggressive
You like when I say to you
"Get it if you got it, I’m ready and waitin’ for it
I’m callin’ to put it on", yeah
Like it, when I be aggressive
Love when I say to you
"Get it if you want it, I’m ready and I’m on fire
I’m burnin’ to put it on", yeah, yeah, yeah

Type of girl you wanna take home to mama
Wanna be the type of girl my daddy, he’d be proud of
Be proud of, be proud of, be proud, you know, you know
The type of girl you wanna take home right up to mama
The kind of girl, I know your fellas, they’d be proud of
I’ll be probably, I’ll be proud like, I’ll be probably a problem, oh
(No fantasy, no fantasy)
I really wish a was a normal girl
How do I be, how do I be a lady?
Normal girl, oh
I wish I was a normal girl
I’ll never be, no never be, uh

This time next year I’ll be livin’ so good
Won’t remember your name, I swear
Livin’ so good, livin’ so good, livin’ so good
This time next year I’ll be livin’ so good
Won’t remember no pain, I swear
People got you figured out, I was just a normal girl

Normal girl, what do you say now?
We own the world, ’cause we not going away now
Wait on yourself ’cause you can figure your way out
Normal girl
Why do you, babe?

MGMT – Little Dark Age

[Verse 1]
Breathing in the dark
Lying on its side
The ruins of the day
Painted with a scar
And the more I straighten out
The less it wants to try
The feelings start to rot
One wink at a time

[Chorus 1]
Oh
Forgiving who you are
For what you stand to gain
Just know that if you hide
It doesn’t go away
When you get out of bed
Don’t end up stranded
Horrified with each stone
On the stage
My little dark age

[Verse 2]
Picking through the cards
Knowing what’s nearby
The carvings on the face
Say they find it hard
And the engine’s failed again
All limits of disguise
The humor’s not the same
Coming from denial

[Chorus 2]
Oh
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn’t go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age

[Chorus 3]
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
You know that if it hides
It doesn’t go away
If I get out of bed
You’ll see me standing all alone
Horrified
On the stage
My little dark age

[Bridge]
Giddy with delight
Seeing what’s to come
The image of the dead
Dead ends in my mind

[Chorus 4]
Policemen swear to god
Love’s seeping from the guns
I know my friends and I
Would probably turn and run
If you get out of bed
Come find us heading for the bridge
Bring a stone
All the rage
My little dark age

[Chorus 3]
I grieve in stereo
The stereo sounds strange
I know that if you hide
It doesn’t go away
If you get out of bed
And find me standing all alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age

[Outro]
All alone
Open-eyed
Burn the page
My little dark age

Rob Markman – Writer

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Ayo Rob, this is DJ Khaled. The streets is talkin’, bro. They sayin’ that you rappin’ now. I said that can’t be true… I said, no, Rob breaks down raps. He breaks down the bars. He breaks down the lyrics. But they, the streets is sayin’ that you rappin’ now. Ayo Rob, if this is true, hit me back. I wanna hear what type of bars you talkin’ about ’cause for you to step in this zone, you must be in the zone. It’s DJ Khaled. Billion dollar voice

[Opening Bridge: Rob Markman]
Took a couple years, but I did it
Shorty, you could do it too
Did the things they said I couldn’t
You just gotta believe in you

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]
I don’t know what the fuck you thought, I want the crown too
Couple jewels and plaques, shit that sounds cool
You hear the hunger, growl loud when I’m ’round food
And ’round you I’m like Canibus, round two
I’m in the booth, soundproof, but when I’m down two
I’m shootin’ treys and one, I get foul too
Picture me, spittin’ bars and givin’ how-to’s
I’m in the wrong era, shoulda been around Clue?
Fuck it, this a revival of sorts
Now I’m livin’ out on my wildest thoughts
My cousin caught an L, shit was wild in the courts
So I’ma drop this mothafucka just ’cause life is so short
I’ll be damned if a mothafucka pennin’ for me
That’s the start of the mothafuckin’ endin’ for me
Shit scary, all these ghosts and ghouls, it’s a problem
Okay you’re a goon, but your goon got a goblin

[Interlude: N.O.R.E.]
Yo, y’all it’s two very disrespectful things about you doing an album. One, you didn’t ask me for a hook, an ad-lib, nothing. And then two, it’s blasphemous for a media nigga to do a rap album, nigga. You media, stay media, man! Keep it media, nigga! How you gonna turn from media to rapper, nigga? Fuck outta here, nobody don’t do that

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]
I don’t fuck with the suburbans in my city, man
I’m superstitious, that’s the shit they killed Biggie in
Tell Uber, "Fuck it," I ain’t gettin’ in
I’ma sell a couple records, and I’ma get a Benz
Everybody shocked off the beat I laced
When I walk up in the spot, they make the Wee-Bey face
You got fat while I starved, shit, I need a taste
Me and my team run this bitch like a relay race
This the warm up, the game ain’t even started
I’m just pennin’, I swear I could go harder
It’s just me, I swear I’m the only writer
I’m the Ol’ Dirty Bastard, my style ain’t got no father
I’m beggin’, father, it’s spirits with their lyricism
Couple Caspers in the game, we need an exorcism
If they sleep, get ’em out their bed then
Linda Blair with these verses, make their head spin

[Interlude: DJ Drama]
Man, it’s me, man, it’s DJ Drama, man. So, listen… you know, we talked about the rappin’ thing and um, I don’t feel like it’s going according to plan, like, you did your freestyle, you got your free action, alright, scooped you, but the album? Like, how you gonna just do the album? You know… when we talked you said a Gangsta Grillz mixtape was comin’ first with Rob Markman, Gangsta Grillz…

[Verse 3: Rob Markman]
They knew I was a writer, never knew I was a writer
Let’s get this show on the road, I’ma finish up the rider
The wordplay tighter, every verse fire
Anybody tell you different is a goddamn liar
My Rick Grimes grind, got no fear
Whoever on that jealous shit dead out here
Word to Mitch, my emotions out of control
Tryna get off on these keys, that’ll save my brother’s soul
And if this shit don’t pay off
I know a couple C’s I can text who let the K off
Hold this L, I got M’s to get
‘N a couple other dreams I ain’t mention yet
And they said I’d never make it
This for anyone whoever had a shot and didn’t take it
For everything we love and everything held sacred
Gotta get it while you live and let ’em drown in their hatred

[Interlude: Royce da 5’9"]
Yo Rob, what’s up, my G? This is Royce da 5’9". Yo, man, I heard through the grapevine that you’re ‘sposed to be rappin’ now. Let me tell you somethin’, my brother. I always considered you like one of my guys in this music industry. You know, I don’t really fuck with a lot of niggas. But… I just need for you to understand that you can’t be that guy that’s like breakin’ down everybody’s verses on Rap Genius and not really comin’ with it yourself line for line. I got all the faith in the world that you’re gonna do that. Aight

[Outro: Sway]
Yo it’s your big brother Sway. Ayy Rob, I can’t believe you did it, man, but I knew it was in you. Be careful, a lot haters are gonna tell you what you can’t do, but that’s when you do the opposite. That’s when you keep pickin’ up your bars. I’m proud of you, Rob. You made your dreams come true. You’re a hyena

joji – Will He

[Verse 1]
I got knots all up in my chest (Up in my chest, up in my chest)
Just know I’m trying my best (I’m trying my best)
‘Cause when you look (When you look)
When you laugh (When you laugh)
When you smile (When you smile)
I’ll bring you back (Bring you back)
And now I’m sad (Now I’m sad)
And I’m a mess (And I’m a mess)
And now we high (Now we high)
That’s why I left (why I left)
That’s why I left

[Pre-Chorus]
Will your tongue still remember the taste of my lips?
(My lips, my lips, my lips)
Will your shadow remember the swing of my hips?
(My hips, my hips, my hips)
Will your lover caress you the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will you notice my charm if he slips up one bit?
(One bit)

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just wanna make sure you’re all safe
All safe, all safe

[Verse 2]
Will he play you those songs just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
Will he play you so strong just the way that I did? (I did)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Will he treat you like shit just the way that I did?
(I did, I did, I did)
‘Cause I don’t blame ya

[Chorus]
‘Cause I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re okay (Okay)
I don’t need to know
I just want to make sure you’re all safe

Weezer – Happy Hour

I’m like Stevie Ray Vaughn on the stage
High on music
Teeth grinding
Sweating under the lights
But then my boss calls and she’s crushing me with a 20-ton weight Just like in Monty Python
Somebody left on the sink, it’s still running
My eyes are gonna overflow.(happy hour)

I need happy hour on sad days
I need happy hour I can’t wait.

I’m like Ponce de Leon Sailing on a ship for the new world
Checking out the birds and flowers
Let’s chill out on this island I’ve been, sucking on a lime and coconut.
I think I could stay here for the rest of my life
Please don’t ever make me go home.

I need happy houuur on sad days
It’s my happy houuur I can’t wait.

Maybe I’ll meet a scientist In sweatpants and a hair tie
We’ll conversate about ghetto birds and midi keyboards
Then we’ll slow dance
Head on my shoulder
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Swaying back and forth
and My friends look on and smile
Everything gonna be alright.

It’s my happy houuur on sad days
I need happy houuur, I can’t wait
I need happy houuur to save me
I need happy houuur, I can’t waittt.

Fifth Harmony – He Like That (On TRL) (Live)

You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kind like it
You got the tats on your arm get a bad girl excited
You put that bass in the beat, won’t you beat it up inside it?
I got that pumps in the bump and you know you wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He got that rough neck swaggy, but he know how to hide it
He got that dope boy cash, but he get it 9 to 5ing
He got a thing for them girls that make their money overnightning
I know he bad for my health, but i still wanna try it

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

He love that bang
(Bomb) He love that bomb, bomb, bomb
(Love) He love that thang
(Drug) He love that hit and run

He lose his brain
He going to stupid dumb
He stupid dumb, all he ever want is some

Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
He like the girls with the pumps in the bump
Pumps in the bump, pumps in the bump
I be that girl with the pumps in the bump

He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb
He like that love, love, love
I’m like that drug, drug, drug
He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it

Fifth Harmony – Don’t Say You Love Me (On TRL) (Live)

Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do
We’ve been close, but inconsistent
You hold my heart at a safer distance, yeah
You think words can ease the tension
But you can’t deny that something’s missin’
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call
And don’t say you’re hurtin’ without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
How am I supposed to take it
When weeks go by and I’m still waitin’
I say I’m OK but I can’t fake it, yeah
Even when I try, yeah, something’s missing
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more (I need a little bit more)
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient
But I need a little bit more
So don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurtin’ wihtout the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me unless you do, unless you do
Don’t say you love me (don’t say you love me)
Unless you do (unless you do)
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Don’t say you love me (oh)
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow, too
Don’t say you love me (oh yeah)
Unless you do, unless you do
I need a little bit more
I need a little bit more
You gotta know what it’s like
I know you’ve been here before
I’ve been waiting, I’ve been patient (yeah)
But I need a little bit more (yeah)
Don’t say you miss me when you don’t call (when you don’t call)
Don’t say you’re hurting without the scars
Don’t promise me tonight without tomorrow too
Don’t say you love me unless you do