Kelly Clarkson – Meaning Of Life

[Verse 1]
Baby, I’ve been living in the dark
The only friend I’ve got here is my broken heart
Feeling like I’ve finally had enough
Living like an animal can be so rough

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been waiting so long for you to come my way
And now I, I can’t wait another day

[Chorus]
When you hold me, I finally see
When you say love, I know what it means
I was broke down so alone in the dark
Until you showed me the light (baby)
Cause when you kiss me, I know who I am
And when you let me feel it I understand
When I’m lost I just look in your eyes
You show me the meaning of life
Meaning of life, life, life, life
You show me the meaning of life
Meaning of life, life, life, life
You show me the meaning of life

[Verse 2]
Every time I spend a lonely night, yeah
Thinking I won’t make it til the morning light
All I do is think of you and I
Suddenly the wrongs they start to feel so right

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been waiting so long for you to come my way (come my way, yeah)
And now I, I can’t wait another day

[Chorus]
When you hold me, I finally see (When you hold me I see)
When you say love, I know what it means (I know what it means)
I was broke down so alone in the dark
Until you showed me the light
Cause when you kiss me, I know who I am (I know who I am)
And when you let me feel it, I understand (I understand)
When I’m lost I just look in your eyes
You show me the meaning of life
Meaning of life, life, life, life
You show me the meaning of life
Meaning of life, life, life, life
Show me the meaning of life

[Bridge]
You show me love
You lift me up
You take me higher and higher
The truth is I’m in love
Can you feel us, we’re flying higher
Oh, you show me love
You lift me up
You take me higher and higher
The truth is I’m in love
Can you feel us, we’re flying higher

[Partial Chorus]
Meaning of life, life, life, life
You show me the meaning of life
Meaning of life, life, life, life
Show me the meaning of life
Show me the meaning of life, ooh
Show me the meaning of life

Fashawn – Fashawn

[Verse 1]
Yeah
I got a fully loaded cartridge and thoughts and enemies
Rhymes razor sharp, that’s that rawkus energy
My heart pump Hennessy
Veins pump Don Julio, rock rubies
Assorted color stones in the jewelry
Picture that
A nigga delegatin’ with diplomats
Used to pitch nickel sacks
Now I can shit a stack
Im on it
Defecatin’ on your rap performers
Appeal, more the Mass
And Fash passed enormous
I don’t get excited, I get ignited
Burn like a brush fire when I write it
Barb-wire for those bitin’
Titan in the ring, Tyson when I swing
Python, when the mic’s on, I strike harm
Madre know I’ma drug dealer uh
Tecate sippin, my mug’s rippin
Compadre stealin’, the slug peelin’
Nonsense, crip’n & blood spillage in the village
No remorse shown, no love given, nigga

[Hook]
F-A-S-H-A-W-N
No, you don’t know how much trouble you in
No, they just hustle, I hustle to win
Don’t say I’m done, just say I’ve done it again

[Verse 2]
Homie
If it ain’t the shells, its the gazelles
If I’m not still in a cell, I’m out on bail
Dirty, is what’s under my nails, off the rail
Young homie will fuck up a scale, he hustle well
Count kale off of sellin’ broccoli, never fail
Cocky, you can tell, cock is 2XL
Block had to bail
Look like, I just ate rock lobster
All these shells, shocked, you lookin pale
Why? Cause I prevailed, a hassa for the nail
You hot huh? Is it cause yo pockets lookin frail?
Memoirs of a Mobsta with a tale
Wrote pop like im Pharrell
Pop pop, two rappers fail
I once was a poster boy for poverty
Until I hit the lottery
‘Po, something you gotta see
You niggas will never figure me out
I figured that, figures is what this shit is about
Motha fucka!

[Hook x2]
F-A-S-H-A-W-N
No, you don’t know how much trouble you in
No, they just hustle, I hustle to win
Don’t say I’m done, just say I’ve done it again

Fifth Harmony – He Like That (Remix) (feat. French Montana)

[Intro: Ally & Normani]
Mmmmmm
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump

[Verse 1: Dinah]
You got that good boy attitude and yeah, I kinda like it
You got the tats on your arm, got a bad girl excited
You put that bass in the beat, won’t you beat it up inside it?
I got that pumps and a bump and you know you wanna try it

[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
He like the girls with the pumps and a bump
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
I be that girl with the pumps and a bump

[Chorus: Lauren & Normani]
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 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
Montana
You know who it this

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Montana, you know what it is when you hear that haaa
Bang, bang, bang, bang
Hold up, rang rang, go watch chain gang
My story change lanes (skrrt skrrt)
Bring four girls, I’m up for a challenge (skrrt skrrt)
French vanilla, keep your balance
I lost my check and time, my flight lands at nine
Your flight lands at eight, my game just rewind
She love them dope boys, I love them big booties
Hurricane, strip clubs, and keep your wrist stupid
Bright lights, can’t lose ’em, white man, Frank Lucas
You got red rubies, (?) bad, make movies
Turtle neck, hundred chains, dancing crazy, baby
And you know they call me Montana, baby

[Chorus: Lauren & Normani & Ally]
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 (On it), one taste and he want it (One taste and he want it)
He like that bang, bang, bang, (He like that bang)
He like that bomb, bomb, bomb, (He like that bomb)
He like that love, love, love, (He like that love)
I’m like that drug, drug, drug, (I’m like that drug)
He trip when he on it (On it), one taste and he want it (One taste and…)

[Bridge: Lauren & (Ally)]
(Bang) 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

[Pre-Chorus: Normani + Dinah & Lauren]
Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump
He like the girls with the pumps and a bump (Oh)
Pumps and a bump (You know he wants some, wants some)
Pumps and a bump
I be that girl with the pumps and a bump

[Chorus: Lauren & Normani]
He like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bom, bom, bom
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 like that bang, bang, bang
He like that bom, bom, bom
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

Farruko – Me Levanto

[Intro]
Boricua levántate
Después de la tormenta viene la calma
Carbon Fiber Music
Troublemekka
Farru!
TrapXFicante

[Coro]
Si me caigo me levanto, me levanto
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto, no no no no no
Y si me caigo me levanto, yeh!
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto, Boricua levántate

[Verso 1]
Dios bendiga la isla que me vio nacer
Esto aquí no acaba, queda mucho por hacer
Levántate Boricua, no des tu brazo a torcer
Nosotros somos duro y no nos dejamos joder

De nadie
Somos una raza guerrera
Levanta tu bandera
Y no la dejes caer

Vamos a unirnos como pueblo, luchar como guerreros
No tenemos que depender de ningún extranjero
Que venga a burlarse de nosotros
Vamos a darnos la mano uno al otro
Vamo arriba puñeta

[Coro]
Si me caigo me levanto
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto, no no no no no
Y si me caigo me levanto, yeh!
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto, Boricua levántate

[Verso 2]
Ta’ cabron hacer fila pa’ un galón de gasolina
Ta’ cabron que no haya luz ni agua, hace falta comida
Cabron ver mi gente sufriendo
Y ver a los políticos su campaña haciendo

Un reality show, no hacen na’ de corazón
Saludo a los artistas que hicieron promoción
Les quedo cabron, no es entregar agüitas y ya
Y grabarme ayudando, el compromiso va más allá

Se trata de ser más humano
De darle la mano a tu hermano
Yo me siento frustrao’ igual que tú
Pero pa’ alante, puñeta, que hay salud (Amén)

[Coro]
Si me caigo me levanto (Con más fuerza me levanto mañana)
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto (Si hay que empezar de cero empezamos de cero)
Y si me caigo me levanto (Gracias a Dios estamos vivo y eso es lo importante)
Aquí no hay tiempo para llanto, no te vayas a rendir

[Outro]
Esto es 100 × 35 y mandamos nosotros
Yo soy Boricua, pa’ que tú lo sepa
Vamo a arriba, y no la vamos a dejar caer nunca
Carbon Fiber Music
Yo, Rvssian
EZ El Ezeta
Frank Miami
Abuelo me decia que lo que sale del corazón
Y se hace con el corazón, siempre tendrá la razón
Ayuda sin esperar nada a cambio
Que grande va a ser el cambio
Farru!
Carbon Fiber Music

Everything Is Recorded – Show Love (feat. Syd & Sampha)

[Verse 1: Sampha]
You’ve been acting like the coldest, huh
Don’t think I didn’t notice
You’ve been traveling alonest
You’re from Gaia just like Cronus
People acting like they own us
It feels like no one knows us
If you’re growing up with no love
Put your hands in the soil and you can grow love

[Chorus: Syd]
Swear I feel it everywhere
So much ego in the air
Think I’ve seen it all before
I know I can see some more
But if I die before I wake
Then I hope I made a change
I know what my purpose was
Show love, show love

[Verse 2: Syd]
I’ve been working overtime
I’ve got plenty on my mind
I’ve been out here moving mountains
Turning pennies into dimes
Tell your neighbors I’m on the rise
Trading favors for all the lights
Made a name, it was no surprise
Made a few mistakes, yeah and I paid the price

[Bridge: Sampha]
I’ve been ’round long enough to know
Life is up and down, see-saw
I’ve got to veto my ego
I’ll go where she go

[Chorus: Syd]
Swear I feel it everywhere
So much ego in the air
Think I’ve seen it all before
I know I can see some more
But if I die before I wake
Then I hope I made a change
I know what my purpose was
Show love, show love

[Outro: Sampha & Syd]
You’ve grown up to show love
There’s no love unless you own up
No love, toes up
Show love, show love
You’ve grown up to show love
There’s no love unless you own up
No love, your toes up
Ooh, you’ve got to show
You’ve got to show
So show love, so show love, yeah
So show love, so show love
Show love, show love
(What a beautiful daydream)
Show love, show love

EarthGang – Robots

[Chorus: Doctur Dot]
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Nigga just wanna be seen
Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa)
Still don’t know what’s wrong with me
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Everything ain’t what it seems
Still I can’t let that shit get to me
Rain down on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Rain down on me
I got all these bitches on me
So why do I feel so lonely?

[Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
No more bad karma
Can’t forget the day I got it tatted on me with Selena, homie
Out in Southern California bumping Tony Toni Tone [?]
Got you jumping to conclusion, you don’t never ask, you just be assuming, down bad
I was really going through it, farely music, nothing else mattered to me
And I ain’t perfect, never claimed to be
That surface shit is worthless, no stranger to murder after church service
Life be throwing me curves
She had me thinking perverted, there’s no worries
I light the blunt at four-twenty and save the world by four-thirty
So many did your boy dirty, but I ain’t trippin’ or hurtin’
Thanks to this vision and purpose
I seldom scribble shit, forgettin’ shit
Like fuck it, just keep swimmin’ like Dory, transformin’
From the best-kept secret to something fuckin’ historic
But still

[Chorus: Doctur Dot]
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Nigga just wanna be seen
Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa)
Still don’t know what’s wrong with me
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Everything ain’t what it seems
Still I can’t let that shit get to me
Rain down on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Rain down on me
I got all these bitches on me
So why do I feel so lonely?

[Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
Ok, where do I begin, connect the circuits
See, I’m tryna find a way, shit, in my defense
All that I was taught and known for I was grown was hate
"Boys don’t show emotion"
Only feel those 808s, come blow on my cartridge
All we got is games to play
Keepin’ ancient secrets locked beneath us lost in P.E
Missin sex and fucking teachers in our T-shirts on our hardwood
Bet her knee hurts on the real though
Me an expert on the physical exertion
My compassion never worked until today
She said "Where’s your empathy"
I don’t know
Guess they got the best of me
Hope it ain’t so
I was such a fresh pre-teen
And as a baby cub, a little flashy fiend
Bet I can
Life’s a whole lot more, I admit it
Biting nipples, pushing buttons
Young West African girl
You too busy twerkin’ in the motherland
Got the energy in me, so I was wondering
Could you tell me, Could you tell me

[Chorus: Doctur Dot]
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Nigga just wanna be seen
Nobody fuckin with listening (whoa)
Still don’t know what’s wrong with me
Maybe I’m just a machine
Lately, I just don’t feel anything
This used to feel like a dream
Now I’m thrown out by your energy
Everything ain’t what it seems
Still I can’t let that shit get to me, no
Rain down on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Shoo-be-doo-doo up on me
Rain down on me
I got all these bitches on me
So why do I feel so lonely?

Chris Brown – Tempo

[Intro]
Baby, I’ma switch this shit up
Fuck that older shit, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (no)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Girl, yeah)
‘Cause I’m tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (down, up, go down, eat it up)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I’ma beat it up, get it, go

[Chorus]
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh yeah)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh yeah)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (yeah)
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up (baby)
Can I step the tempo? On ya
Switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh)
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

[Verse 1]
I know that life moves too quick for ya, sometimes (sometimes)
We should pull up to the kick-back, smoke one with me one time (one time)
Tell me ’bout all the freaky secrets, all them troubles that you got on your mind (got on your mind)
Just bring them to life (bend it up), put that shit on a film and watch it back on rewind (hold up)

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (push, girl, it’s just us, girl)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Ooh yeah)
‘Cause I’m tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (throw it down, ooh)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I’ma beat it up (up)

[Chorus]
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (let me, girl)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (ooh, ooh)
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up (baby)
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up (oh, woah)
Can I step tempo on ya? (Tempo)
Switch up the tempo, switch it up (tempo)
Can I switch up the tempo? (Tempo, oh)
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up (yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
I know that you wanna change your place, girl, I got that for you (oh)
I know you need a good D, girl, I’ma drop that on you (oh, oh woah)
Girl, you just like me, I know that you nasty, I know that you with it (yeah)
Girl, don’t be shy, just admit it, as soon as you do, you can come through and get it for real (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl (wanna feel you up, gon’ feel)
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl? (Wassup, baby)
‘Cause I’m tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up (throw it down, eat it up, eat it up)
Take it down, down, down, down, then I’ma beat it up (up)

[Chorus]
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I step tempo on ya?
Switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

[Bridge]
Baby, don’t be scared to show that to me
Let your hair down and just show that to me
Only your love, just give it to me, throw that to me
Don’t play around, just throw that back, give it all to me

[Pre-Chorus]
We ain’t in a rush, girl, it’s just us, girl
Let me know wassup, girl, wassup, girl?
‘Cause I’m tryna throw it down, eat it up, go down, eat it up
Take it down, down, down, down, then I’ma beat it up

[Chorus]
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
Let me switch up the tempo, switch it up
I wanna switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I step the tempo? On ya
Switch up the tempo, switch it up
Can I switch up the tempo?
Switch up the tempo, push it up, hold up

[Outro]
Switch it up, switch it up, switch it up
Switch it up, switch it up, switch it up
Feel it, feel it
Switch it up, hold up

Chris Brown – Only 4 Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & Verse Simmonds)

[Intro: Verse Simmonds]
You know what time it is
Legendary
And I brought some of my friends with me
Like they here, here go, huh

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight

[Verse 1: Verse Simmonds]
Told her, you ain’t gotta tell no lies, girl, you ain’t gotta tell no lies
I don’t wanna be the one who judge you, baby, it’s your life
I ain’t gon’ gas you up, girl but that ass on fire
And I know you got a man, but fuck that nigga nine (uh-huh)
All these niggas tryna holla
I’m ain’t tryna waste your time, tryna bother
I just wanna come through, do you got friends?
I ain’t tryna press you, do you got plans?
Room 112 at the Four Seasons
Left the key downstairs, get it on your way in
She said, "I ain’t got no panties on"
And you gon’ leave with no panties on

[Pre-Chorus: Verse Simmonds & Ty Dolla $ign]
And that night I’m going through the same thing
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one
I switch ’em up, just like a million, hey

[Chorus: Chris Brown & (Ty Dolla $ign)]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me (me yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight (yeah)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
You smell that girl perfume on my pillow
I said, "Don’t worry ’bout it", ain’t got nothing to do with us
I knew as soon I hit it more than once
I gave you the wrong impression, still haven’t learnt my lesson
That love is good as a motherfucker, girl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Girl, I got you sprung and I’m up, aw yeah
Yeah, yeah, ooh

[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Verse Simmonds]
And that night I’m going through the same thing
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one (let’s switch ’em up)
I switch ’em up, just like a million, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Verse Simmonds]
Faces in my pillow case (all of these faces)
Mascara on my sheets, sheets (oh, oh, ooh)
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh (oh, girl)
Only for me, me, me, oh (just me, me, me, oh, woah, yeah, yeah)
Tonight, only for me, me, me (all me, all mine, tonight your mine, yeah, yeah, girl)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight (yeah)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You see my phone ringing when I’m asleep
You know it’s them other girls, I come around you all the time
And you can’t believe that it’s your best friend
And you say, "How could you cheat with them hoes?" Woah
I should have been, told her, I had a couple of her friends over
We started drinking, I wish I would have stayed sober
We started dancing, they started fooling
Straight to the bed, then we started fucking, hey

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown & Verse Simmonds, Ty Dolla $ign]
And that night I’m going through the same thing (same thing)
She know I ain’t looking for a main thing (ooh, oh, oh)
And she gon’ do whatever for a real one (real one)
I switch ’em up, just like a million (yeah, hey, oh)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case (yeah)
Mascara on my sheets (oh, oh)
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh (oh, girl)
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me (only for me)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (only for me)
Tonight, tonight

[Bridge: Verse Simmonds]
Yeah, only for me
Verse, for me, Ty, for me, Breezy
Hey, only for me
This goes out to all the girls, for me, hey, yeah
She gon’ drop that ass only for me (woo)
She gon’ pop that pussy only for me (woo)
Yeah, yeah, dance, dance, dance do it only for me, do it (do it)
Dance, dance, dance do it only for me, huh (do it)

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Faces in my pillow case
Mascara on my sheets
She shake it for the money
She shake it like a freak, oh
Only for me, me, me, oh
Tonight, only for me, me, me
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Tonight, tonight

Chris Brown – Confidence

[Intro]
Yeah, oh
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Tell me what you feeling
Wanna know what’s on your mind
I know we ain’t committed
But we do this all the time, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Please don’t tell nobody ’bout this affair
Baby, go and dirty whine it up, thank you, baby
We might not make it to the room, from right here
I love it when you tell me what to do, like sit right there
Yeah, I need that, Fifty Shades, ooh
Tie your hands properly, I’m loving it

[Chorus]
It’s your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, oh woah
Confidence (confidence)
It’s your confidence
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Your confidence

[Verse 2]
Is this how we’re living? I don’t know, I can’t have you all the time
And girl, I wish you made your decision
Girl, go ahead and make up your mind
Got me all out here feinin’

[Pre-Chorus]
Please don’t tell nobody ’bout this affair
Baby, go and dirty wihne it up, thank you, baby
We might not make it to the room, from right here
I love it when you tell me what to do, like sit right there

[Chorus]
It’s your confidence, oh woah
Your confidence, confidence, confidence
Your confidence, confidence, confidence
Confidence (confidence)
It’s your confidence
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah, ooh, ooh
Your confidence

[Outro]
Fifty Shades (oh)
Tie your hands properly, I’m loving it
Get on top, inside you is where I wanna be
I love everything but most importantly, it’s your confidence

Cardi B – Bodak Yellow (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

[Verse 1]
Now she say she gon’ do what to who?
Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
You know where I’m at
You know where I be
You in the club just to party
I’m there, I get paid a fee
I be in and out them banks so much
I know they’re tired of me
Honestly, don’t give a fuck
‘Bout who ain’t fond of me
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
What bitch working as hard as me?
I don’t bother with these hoes
Don’t let these hoes bother me
They see pictures, they say goals
Bitch, I’m who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some BAPE
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pussy feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face
I’m like okay
I’ll let him did what he want
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
And the new whip
When I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front
I’m the hottest in the street
Know you prolly heard of me
Got a bag and fixed my teeth
Hope you hoes know it ain’t cheap
And I pay my mama bills
I ain’t got no time to chill
Think these hoes be mad at me
Their baby father want a feel

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

[Verse 2]
If you a pussy you get popped
You a groupie, you a opp
Bet you come around my way
You can’t hang around my block
And I just checked my accounts
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I put my hand above my hip
I bet you dip, he dip, she dip
I say I get the money and go
This shit is hot like a stove
My pussy glitter as gold
Tell that li’l bitch play her role
I just a-rove in a Rolls
I just came up in a Wraith
I need to fill up the tank
No, I need to fill up the safe
I need to let all these hoes know
That none of their niggas is safe
I go to dinner and steak
Only the real can relate
I used to live in the P’s
Now it’s a crib with a gate
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes
I had to let these bitches know
Just in case these hoes forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check from Mona Scott

[Hook]
Said little bitch, you can’t fuck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t fuck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker bitch
I make bloody moves

Belly – Man Listen

Man…
Too broke to pay attention
Main man
Yo

[Chorus]
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (That’s it)
A couple million make you stand different (Heeey)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it
I’m like
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (Ya’ digg)
A couple million make you stand different (I am)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it

[Verse I]
The game is friendless
The pain is endless
The game changed I blame these lane pretenders
My friends in Benz’s
Parked at the entrance
Inside you still hear the engine like, "Wren wren"
This is your ending
If you’re offended
I dare you fuckin’ bitches defend it
I’m just rushing through my blood like the Kremlin
I’m back with a vengeance
And this is what the sound of revenge is
Win win

[Chorus]
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (That’s it)
A couple million make you stand different (Heeey)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it
I’m like
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (Ya’ digg)
A couple million make you stand different (I am)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it

[Verse II]
Where I come from you can’t visit
I talk money
I guess you understand different
Hand gestures count counting until my hands blister
You can miss us
Smoke weed louder than fran dressing
Allow them the friend gesture
Pinky rings, hand kisses
Soprano bitches
I feel like holy castolando in designer stitches (Oh!)
I heard em say I made Rihanna’s hit list
Mind your business
What kind of honor is this
I trying to see Madonna digits in all kind of riches
In Miami fucking ’round with all the finest bitches
Everyone acting kind of vicious
These politicians won’t let my brother visit
I’m like

[Chorus]
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (That’s it)
A couple million make you stand different (Heeey)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it
I’m like
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (Ya’ digg)
A couple million make you stand different (I am)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it

[Verse III]
He’s a fake baller
A globetrotter
Bank account four dollar
No comma
I know you wanna pop collars
Pop collars
I know you wanna pop pop
For
Top dollar
Pull up in that top dollar
She got that top dollar
Top dollar

[Chorus]
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (That’s it)
A couple million make you stand different (Heeey)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it
I’m like
Man listen, Man listen
All I got is this ambition (Ya’ digg)
A couple million make you stand different (I am)
They dropped the ball and so I ran with it

Way way
[…]
… from the knees up
That’s it

Preme – Can’t Hang (feat. Partynextdoor)

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Uh, drunk and high in the crop top, look sexy
Chantel Jefferies and rum and Pepsi
Slide through the crib, you can call your own Uber
I know that you hate it when I treat you like a groupie
I got plans, and I’m tryna fix things for you, baby
We ain’t gotta smoke when I’m textin’ you the best, baby

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 2: Preme & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m hoping that you’ll pull up to the function
Your homies think I’m talking, well, they made the right assumption, yeah
And you can tell them trouble with your loving
I’m the one that got you doing private things in public, yeah
I’m your man and I’m tryna make your homies happy, baby, yeah
We got drank and testing you the fastest sorry, happy, baby

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 3: Preme & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Say you ain’t no side chick
You more like a side kick
Ask me what the price is, loyalty is priceless
Them bitches hate to see see you riding shotgun, yeah
Only worried ’bout your life ’cause they ain’t got one, yeah
Smoking gas, pass that blunt, I’m on my last
I’m the plug like the aux cord in the tax
They can’t catch me, coupe don’t got no backseat
You a bad bitch
Quit acting, girl, I know you acting
I dropped a ‘hunnid up on a watch, it’s a fortune
Try to reach for my watch and my chain, no questions, we torture
You say all your niggas gang bang
We on the same thang
Said they want the old reign
Niggas, things change

[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang
Don’t come thru if you can’t

Krept & Konan – Ask Flipz (feat. Stormzy)

[Intro: Konan]
Killer!

[Verse 1: Konan]
Dickheads, losers
You’re only bad on computers
Keep talking about shooters
But you’re lying like Lucious (Lying)
I used to run man down in my Nikes
Now I just do it in my Pumas (Run man down)
Can’t give me no backchat, I tell them shut up like Lucas (Shut up)
Free up my bros in the cell
When I give stamps, I open the mail
If I get the west in, I’m not phoning the girl
Had your WCW holding my belt (Behave)
Can’t talk bait on a hot phone (Na)
Fur’s on like it’s Moscow (Yeah)
I met the weed plug in Sweden
Like I’ve gotta try bring the stock home
I was on the road when Ghetts made Sing For Me (Sing for me)
I can make your girlfriend sing for me (Sing for me)
See the car dash like Kimberley (Skrr)
In the trap house eating Indomie
I think they got it in for me
But we don’t take checks in Heath (Never)
We buy out the bar, Charms rest in peace (Ameen)

[Hook: Stormzy]
Bro came with the MAC, he don’t eat fast food much (Boy)
Save all the chat, don’t get your dog moved up (Yeah)
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cuz’ (Who?)
Ask Flipz, don’t even tark too much (Behave)
Don’t even tark too much (Boy)
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much (Yeah, oh yeah)
Don’t even tark too much

[Verse 2: Krept]
My name’s Krept, my name’s Tally
I like skets, I like fanny
Not my brudda, stop calling me Akhi
I eat Plantain, you eat batty uh
Don’t put in work, you’re a fool; nerd
Sixteen, murdered you all; hearsed
Big black Merc that I bought; skr
Got your bird on my balls; Spurs (finish him!)
Fam what’s good?
I can’t do it but the mandem could
Bang that Bubu, ban that Buju
I use God, them man use JuJu
Redrum, fam, honour me
Man used to save for their wallabees
Now I’m in business class talking about the economy
Let’s make it fair
Do the truth, don’t take it there
Punch you out your accessories
Lemme just make that clear
Hater, rap scene saviour
You wanna take shots like Barca
But don’t wanna say my name ah

[Hook: Stormzy]
Bro came with the MAC, he don’t eat fast food much
Save all the chat, don’t get your dog moved up
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cuz’ (Who?)
Ask Flipz, don’t even tark too much (Behave)
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much (Yeah)
Don’t even tark too much

[Verse 3: Stormzy]
Okay, flow’s over sick and contagious
Not underground, I’m not famous
Don’t run your mouth around strangers
Chatty mout’, you’re too dangerous
Little chatty mout’, you’re too loud
It’s like chatty mout’s the new style
Them man are doing shows for two thou’
Kon’ stop laughing man, you’re too foul
Anyway I hit the curb and do street
Scrap the Merc and do Jeeps
Can’t hold the phone, you’re too weak
Plus I went gold in two weeks (Behave)
Plus I go hard on my ones
I am nobody’s son (No)
Done things that nobody’s done
Come off my name, it’s over, I won
Aight lickle man, check this sket
Your chain jacked and you called us
Feds in my crib, tryna leave a man doorless
Paid for my door and they paid for my time
‘Cause the feds don’t wanna see another black August
Sorted, bought new floors but I’m flawless
Ring ring, trap sell packs on the corners
Told you niggas that Flipz don’t tark
But I flipped it again, let me tell them on the chorus (Boy)

[Hook: Stormzy]
Bro came with the MAC, he don’t eat fast food much
Save all the chat, don’t get your dog moved up
Them man talk shit, nobody asked you cous’ (Who?)
Ask Flipz, don’t even tark too much (Behave)
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much
Don’t even tark too much (Yeah)
Don’t even tark too much

Kendrick Lamar – Poetic Justice (feat. Drake)

[Intro]
Every second, every minute, man I swear that she can get it
Say if you a bad bitch put your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
Tell ’em dim the lights down right now, put me in the mood
I’m talking ’bout dark room, perfume
Go, go!

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I recognize your fragrance (hol’ up!)
You ain’t never gotta say shit (woo!)
And I know your taste is
A little bit (mmm) high maintenance (ooh)
Everybody else basic
You live life on an everyday basis
With poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean I write poems in these songs dedicated to you when
You’re in the mood for empathy, there’s blood in my pen
Better yet, where your friends and them?
I really wanna know you all
I really wanna show you off
Fuck that, pour up plenty of champagne
Cold nights when you curse this name
You called up your girlfriends and
Y’all curled in that little bitty Range I heard that
She wanna go and party, she wanna go and party
Nigga, don’t approach her with that Atari
Nigga, that ain’t good game, homie, sorry
They say conversation rule a nation, I can tell
But I could never right my wrongs
‘less I write it down for real, P.S

[Hook x2: Kendrick Lamar]
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

[Verse 2: Drake]
I really hope you play this
Cause ol’ girl you test my patience
With all these seductive photographs and all these one off vacations
You’ve been taking
Clearly a lot for me to take in
It don’t make sense
Young East African Girl, you too busy fucking with your other man
I was trying to put you on game, put you on a plane
Take you and your mama to the motherland
I could do it, maybe one day
When you figure out you’re gonna need someone
When you figure out it’s all right here in the city
And you don’t run from where we come from
That sound like poetic justice, poetic justice
You were so new to this life but God damn you got adjusted
I mean I write poems in these songs, dedicated to the fun sex
Your natural hair and your soft skin, and your big ass in that sundress (ooh!)
Good God, what you doing that walk for?
When I see that thing move, I just wish we would fight less and we would talk more
And they say communication save relations, I can tell
But I can never right my wrongs unless I write them down for real
P.S

[Hook x2: Kendrick Lamar]
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Every time I write these words they become a taboo
Making sure my punctuation curve, every letter is true
Living my life in the margin and that metaphor was proof
I’m talking poetic justice, poetic justice
If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb, it’s you looking in the mirror
Love is not just a verb, it’s you looking for it, maybe
Call me crazy, We can both be insane
A fatal attraction is common
And what we have common is pain
I mean you need to hear this
Love is not just a verb and I can see power steering
Sex drive when you swerve, I want that interference
It’s coherent, I can hear it, mmhmm
That’s your heartbeat
It either caught me or it called me, mmhmm
Read slow and you’ll find gold mines in these lines
Sincerely, yours truly
And right before you go blind
P.S

[Hook: Kendrick Lamar]
You can get it, you can get it
You can get it, you can get it
And I know just, know just, know just, know just, know just what you want
Poetic justice, put it in a song

[Skit]
"I’m gon’ ask you one more time homie, where is you from? Or it is a problem"
"Ay you over here for Sherane homie?"
"Yo I don’t care who this nigga over here for, if he don’t tell where he come, it’s a wrap! I’m sorry"
"Hol’ up hol’ up hol’ up, we gon’ do it like this, OK? I’mma tell you where I’m from, OK? You gon’ tell me where you from, OK? Or where your Grandma stay, where your mama stay, or where your daddy stay, OK?"
"Enough with all this talkin"
"Matter of fact, get out the van homie. Get out the car before I snatch you out that mother fucker homie"

Young Thug – Family Don’t Matter (feat. Millie Go Lightly)

[Intro: Young Thug]
My heart so cold I need a icebox
My heart so cold I need a icebox
Icebox jewelry I need help, come and rescue me

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Millie Go Lightly]
Yeah, whaddup
I’m tryna put my dick inside of your panties, yeah
And then I take this shit for granted
I been rolling loud, right at Rolling Loud
Smokin’ backwoods in northern bay
I was getting protected by my savages
Yellow school buses that’s a xanny
Causing me to sleep and I ain’t plan it (yee-haw!)
I got some jobs all day
Roll out the jar all day
I be on Mars all day
I’m with the stars all day
Boss all day
Roll up the raw all day
Babysit your dog all day
Boutta watch you jog all day

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Bagged a bad bitch, I got a foreign son
Tommy gun, found a real Tommy gun
I dropped a milly on my chain like I know Barry Bonds
And I got a head full of hair like I’m from Amazon, uhh
Glaze that ass like a candle honey, uhh
Ferragamo shower shoes for me, uhh
Lightbulb, neck got jewels on it, uhh
Like an ol’ school I got some pull, don’t I?
Satan, abracadabra
Abracadabra, kill all you bastards
I don’t want no wrassle
The bread ambassador
No nothin’ else matter to him
I’m ballin’ like Patrick Ewing
Turn up on you bastards
I’m in a Ghost like Casper
Everything go smooth for me, like I got my Masters
Fubu Platinum up, birds in the Acura
Albums platinum and up, I’m killin’ these bastards

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Country Billy made a couple milly
Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Piccadilly
Oh he had a couple stripes actually (of course)
Got another half a milly in white tees, of course (don’t you panic)
Don’t you take this shit for granted, don’t you panic
When I put my D in your pants, don’t you panic
When I catch up with your bitch you know I’m smashing
I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head gasket
You gotta tell me what’s wrong
I can’t wait to deep stroke to the morning
‘Bouta put my dick in your mouth right when you yawn
You gotta put that puss on my lips whenever I’m on one
I thank the red doll so I whip my bum bum
I’m ’bout to fuck somebody girl off this rum, rum (go head)
I’m chasing all of these rats like I was Tom (yeah)
But it ain’t e’en matter, I was trying kill these bastards

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Bridge: Millie Go Lightly & Young Thug]
Rolling through the W6
You feeling me, I’m feeling you
Falling deep, too deep
Purple dreams to catch myself (to catch myself)
I be havin’ nightmares shaped like you
You be blowin’ smoke clouds shaped like me
I be havin’ nightmares shaped like you
You be blowin’ smoke clouds shaped like
Two cups, can I drown in my mind too?
Hear the track, spin it back, catch a vibe too
This the shit that be bad, so bad it’s good for you
I just thought that you should know
Take a hit, we can sip like it’s medicine
Chemistry, remedy, there’s no better than
This the shit that be bad, so bad it’s good for you

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Like family don’t matter, oh, oh
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?
What’s poppin’, what’s the deal?

[Outro: Young Thug]
My heart so cold, I need a Icebox
My heart so cold, I need a Icebox
Icebox Jewelry
I need you come and rescue me