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  • EARTHGANG – Tequila Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro: Doctur Dot]
    Yeah

    [Chorus: Doctur Dot]
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you
    Oh, nah
    I’ma make you a believer
    Oh, adios
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you
    Good God, more stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you
    Oh, adios
    Tried to make you a believer
    Oh, adios
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you

    [Verse 1: Doctur Dot]
    Cold sweats, wide awake
    Bloodstains on my pillowcase
    OMG, not okay
    Rode the gas, meditate
    Me and Venus, life for dealin’ shade
    Come in mamacita, throw that thing my way
    Oh, let the record play
    Oh, I just cut the snakes
    Seen lil’ boy take his last breath
    Where my lil’ brother took his first, it fucked me up
    Life was full of catchy hooks and upper-cuts
    Used to hit them open mics at Crystal Club
    That’s my job, ’cause I was workin’ high as fuck
    The sun is slowin’ down, the stars is linin’ up
    And all my old bitches tryna keep in touch
    It’s funny how I took my time to beat the rush

    [Chorus: Doctur Dot and Johnny Venus]
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila
    Guess I’ll make you a believer
    Oh, okay
    I’ma see you when I see you
    No? Adios
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila (Wow)
    I’ma see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
    Oh, okay (Okay)
    Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
    No? Adios (Yeah)
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)

    [Verse 2: Johnny Venus]
    Bottom of the bottle
    Allocate my problems
    Drownin’ in my own shit
    Deliver coffee when you gon’ quit
    Read it off your tombstone
    Here lies a bunch of lies
    Just the type to move on
    Million memories to chew on
    Kumbaya, kumbaya
    Yellin’, runnin’ through the tombs, through the days
    Solo dolo, no delays, who to say
    Got my message in the glass, no delays
    Young Catacomb
    Shawty, we a long, long way from home
    Shawty, if you rich right, you gon’ die too
    We a long, long way from Rome, shawty

    [Chorus: Doctur Dot, Johnny Venus, and Both]
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila
    Guess I’ll make you a believer (Uh)
    Oh, okay
    I’ma see you when I see you
    No? Adios (Whoa)
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila (Uh)
    I’ma see you when I see you (See you, shit)
    Oh, okay (Okay)
    Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
    No? Adios (Uh)
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)

    [Verse 3: T-Pain]
    Now is anyone hearing some kind of static on the mainline?
    It ain’t mine
    I’m not seriously here to be clearin’ it up for the eighth time
    It’s game time
    Now it’s obviously tequila o’clock
    The gang down to Earth, got my feet on the block
    Now that agave got me sloppy in the parking lot
    I won’t stop, can’t stop
    How does it feel to stress yourself out?
    It’s not a good deal, homie, you left out of your own dealings
    So give me my card and wipe your feelings, nigga, take a shot

    [Chorus: Doctur Dot, Johnny Venus, and Both]
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila
    Guess I’ll make you a believer (Uh)
    Oh, okay
    I’ma see you when I see you
    No? Adios (Whoa)
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you (See you when I see you)
    Good God, so stressed
    Perfect day to drink tequila (Uh)
    I’ma see you when I see you (See you, shit)
    Oh, okay (Okay)
    Tried to make you a believer (Tried to make you a believer)
    No? Adios (Uh)
    Guess I’ll see you when I see you (Uh)


  • XYLO – Tears And Tantrums lyrics

    I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
    Throw up my problems like money
    But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
    Everywhere I look, I see your face
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

    I’ve been crying all night
    Good God, I guess the boy of my dreams ain’t right
    Thought I’d love him for life, oh
    I didn’t wanna leave home
    My girls hit me up on my phone like “no”
    It’s a Saturday night, oh

    Now I can almost see you in the strobe lights
    Come on, tell me you’re sorry
    But you’re not

    So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
    Throw up my problems like money
    But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
    Everywhere I look, I see your face
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

    I just [?]
    Good God, they’re tryna stop me but it’s way too late
    I won’t know when I’m done, oh
    You know I hate feeling like this
    I work myself into a state, I’m a right mess
    No, I’m not drinking for fun, oh

    I can almost see you in the strobe lights
    I think I’ve had one too many

    So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
    Throw up my problems like money
    But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
    Everywhere I look, I see your face
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

    My tears keep on falling down
    When I see you there in the crowd
    These tears keep on falling for you

    So I’m just tryna dance my troubles away
    Throw up my problems like money
    But I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    I’m just tryna move, but you’re in my way
    Everywhere I look, I see your face
    No, I can’t stop crying on the dancefloor
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums

    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums
    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these
    No, I can’t control these tears and tantrums


  • The Magician – Las Vegas

    featuring Ebenezer

    Girl, your loving is way too dangerous
    Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas
    You want party favours
    Are there any takers?
    Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas

    Yeah yeah yeah
    You’re getting in free,
    you didn’t even bring your ID
    and you got work in the morning
    But you don’t care, c’est la vie
    Straight to the bar, order up a couple of drinks
    Like a Cosmo with the mint like
    and you got your friends here, your friends here

    Girl, you’re scared of love
    Let me do you right
    Yeah, you need love
    Let me do you right
    You’ve been hurt before
    Let me do you right
    If you’re looking for love, girl
    Let me do you right
    (x2)

    Girl, your loving is way too dangerous
    Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas
    You want party favours
    Are there any takers?
    Cause girl you party like you’re in Vegas

    Now you’re on the dancefloor
    Gimme more, gimme more, gimme more
    Don’t stop, love the way you shake it
    Give you my body, but you gotta give me yours
    Good God, I think I really hit the jackpot
    So get the camera for the snapshot
    You just gotta let down your hair, down your hair.

    Girl, you’re scared of love
    Let me do you right
    Yeah, you need love
    Let me do you right
    You’ve been hurt before
    Let me do you right
    If you’re looking for love, girl
    Let me do you right
    (x2)

    Girl, you can, you can be sure
    That I’ll stay forever yours
    Girl, you can, you can be sure
    I’ll be forever yours.

    Girl, you’re scared of love
    Let me do you right
    Yeah, you need love
    Let me do you right
    You’ve been hurt before
    Let me do you right
    If you’re looking for love, girl
    Let me do you right
    (x4)


  • T-Pain – Classic You (feat. Chris Brown)

    [Verse 1: T-Pain]
    You might see my baby in the trap, gettin’ shit
    I wanna see, elbows hangin’ out the window (hangin’ out the window)
    Man, I super love this bitch
    Niggas hatin’ on your boy ’cause they know I got a winner ( know got a winner)
    Got a winner and I get up in her, too hard
    Good God, I be havin’ her for dinner (be havin’ her for dinner, yeah)
    I wouldn’t have it any other way
    Tell them niggas they gon’ have to learn today

    [Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
    That’s classic you, oh (you, that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch
    Zero fucks, baby, you don’t give a shit (yeah)
    That’s classic you, oh (that’s you, yeah, that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh yeah, yeah)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch (oh yeah, yeah)
    Zero fucks, baby, you don’t give a shit
    That’s classic you

    [Verse 2: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
    You might see my baby in the Wraith (skrrt, skrrt)
    Back seat pimpin’, nigga, I gotta have a driver (gotta have a driver)
    Know the money in the stripper face
    Bring that bitch home, give that ass a couple dollars (couple dollars)
    Couple dollars, she want a couple dollars (dollars, dollars)
    She the head bitch in charge, fuck a nigga, don’t bother (don’t bother)
    I wouldn’t have it any other way
    Tell them niggas, they gon’ have to learn today

    [Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
    That’s classic you, oh (classic you, that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch (yeah)
    Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
    That’s classic you, oh (you, you, you, that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh, baby, baby, yeah)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch
    Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
    That’s classic you (you)

    [Bridge: T-Pain]
    My bitch be holdin’ on to the gun (that’s my hoe)
    My bitch will pull a razor blade out her garms (that’s my hoe)
    Yeah, my bitch be holdin’ on to the gun (that’s my hoe)
    Oh yeah, my bitch ain’t got no problem pullin’ guns on your hoe

    [Chorus: Chris Brown & T-Pain]
    That’s classic you, oh (that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (yeah, in this bitch)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch (yeah)
    Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
    That’s classic you, oh (you, you, you, that’s my hoe)
    You be mobbin’ in this bitch (oh, baby, baby, in this bitch)
    You be vibin’ in this bitch (in this bitch)
    Zero fucks baby, you don’t give a shit
    That’s classic you


  • Greensky Bluegrass – Burn Them lyrics

    Wanna be a bad guy in a silent film,
    Lit up by candles and the space between the shadows.
    I wouldn’t have to say nothing, or sound mean
    I just wouldn’t smile or look too pleased…
    They can’t all be good, my guess better than they should,
    What if sorrows swim.
    Good God I’m gonna need to burn them.

    They can’t all be good, my guess
    Better that they shouldn’t
    But if sorrow swims
    Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them

    [Instrumental]

    Probably cut my hair off
    And save my beard
    Stop wearing white
    And keep nothing clean at all

    What a relief from the pressure,
    To just be hated
    And I learned that being bad
    Ain’t nothing but the pleasure

    They can’t all be good, my guess
    Better than they should
    But if sorrows swim
    Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them
    Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them
    Good god, I’m gonna need to burn them

    Solo

    I could rob some worse guys
    Done up like good ones
    Then hide a pile of money
    And never have to worry

    Baby give it all away for a reason to steal
    Another chance to keep from keeping still

    They can’t all be good, my guess
    Better than they should
    But if sorrows swim
    Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them

    They can’t all be good, my guess
    Better than they should
    But if sorrows swim
    Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them
    Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them
    Good God, I’m gonna need to burn them


  • Eminem – Just Lose It

    Okay, guess who’s back, back again
    Shady’s back, tell a friend
    Now everyone report to the dance floor
    To the dance floor, to the dance floor
    Now everyone report to the dance floor
    Alright stop, pajama time

    Come here little kiddies on my lap
    Guess who’s back with a brand new rap
    And I don’t mean rap as in a new case
    Of child molestation accusates
    Ah ah ah ah ah, no worries
    Papa’s got a new bag of toys
    What else could I possibly do to make noise?
    I’ve done touched on everything but little boys

    Now that’s not a stab at Michael
    That’s just a metaphor, I’m just psycho
    I go a little bit crazy sometimes
    I get a little bit out of control with my rhymes
    Good God, dip, do a little slide
    Bend down, touch your toes, and just glide
    To the center of the dance floor
    Like TP for my bung hole and it’s cool if you let one go

    Nobody’s gonna know, who’d hear it?
    Give a little poot poot, it’s okay
    Oops my CD just skipped
    And everyone just heard you let one rip

    Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
    Yeah boy, shake that thang, whoops I mean girl, girl, girl, girl
    Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Just lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Go crazy
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Oh baby
    (Ah ah)
    Oh baby
    (Ah ah)

    It’s Friday and it’s my day
    Used to party all the way to Sunday
    Maybe ’til Monday, I don’t know what day
    Everyday’s just a holiday
    Cruisin’ on the freeway, feelin’ kind of breezy
    Let the top down and my hair blow
    I don’t know where I’m goin’, all I know
    Is when I get there someone’s gonna touch my body

    Excuse me miss, I don’t mean to sound like a jerk
    But I’m feelin’ just a little stressed out from work
    Would you punch me in the stomach and pull my hair?
    Spit on me, maybe gouge my eyes out, yeah
    Now what’s ya name girl, what’s ya sign?
    Man you must be up out yo mind
    Dre, ah, ah, beer goggles, blind
    I’m just tryin’ to unwind, now I’m

    Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
    Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
    Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Just lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Go crazy
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Oh baby
    (Ah ah)
    Oh baby (ah ah)

    It’s Tuesday and I’m locked up
    I’m in jail and I don’t know what happened
    They say I was runnin’ butt naked
    Down the street screamin’ "Ah ah ah ah"
    Well I’m sorry, I don’t remember
    All I know is this much, I’m not guilty
    They said. "Save it, boy we got you on tape
    Yellin’ at an old lady touch my body"

    Now this is the part where the rap breaks down
    It’s real intense, no one makes a sound
    Everything looks like it’s ‘8 Mile’ now
    The beat comes back and everybody lose themselves
    Now snap back to reality, look it’s B. Rabbit
    Oh you signed me up to battle? I’m a grown man
    Tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba tubba
    I don’t have any lines to go right here so tubba

    Tellytubby fellas, what, fellas, what
    Grab your left nut, make your right one jealous what
    Black girls, white girls, skinny girls, fat girls
    Tall girls, small girls, I’m callin’ all girls
    Everyone report to the dance floor
    It’s your chance for a little romance or butt squeezin’
    It’s the season, just go ah ah ah ah, it’s so appeasin’

    Now I’m gonna make you dance, it’s your chance
    Yeah boy, shake that ass, whoops I mean girl, girl girl girl
    Girl you know you’re my world, alright now lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Just lose it
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Go crazy
    (Ah ah ah ah ah)
    Oh baby
    (Ah ah)
    Oh baby, baby
    (Ah ah)

    Touch my body, touch my body
    Oh boy just touch my body, I mean girl just touch my body


  • Fine Young Cannibals – Good Thing

    The one good thing in my life
    Has gone away
    I don’t know why
    She’s gone away
    I don’t know where
    Somewhere I can’t follow her
    The one good thing didn’t stay too long
    Woo who who who
    My back was turned and she was gone
    Hey hey hey
    Good thing
    Where have you gone
    Doo doo doobie doo
    My good thing
    You’ve been gone too long
    Good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo
    People say I should forget
    New friend tomorrow
    Don’t get upset
    People say she’s doing fine
    Mutual friends I see sometime
    That’s not what I want to hear
    Woo who who who
    I want to hear she wants me near
    Good thing
    Where have you gone
    Doo doo doobie doo
    My good thing
    You’ve been gone too long
    Good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo
    Good thing
    Then one day she came back
    I was so happy that I didn’t act
    Morning came
    Hey hey hey heyInto my room
    Woo who who who
    Caught me dreaming like a fool
    Good thing
    My good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo
    My my my my my good thing
    Where have you gone
    Good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo
    My good thing
    Hey hey my good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo good thing
    Girl
    Where have you gone
    Good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo good thing
    It’s been so long
    Good God girl
    Doo doo doobie doo good thing
    Good God girl
    Good God girl
    Good thing
    Doo doo doobie doo good thing
    Good God
    Doo doo doobie doo good thing
    Good God


  • Chance the Rapper – Blessings (On The Tonight Show) (Live) letras

    [Hook: Jamila Woods + Chance The Rapper]
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap
    It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap

    [Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
    I don’t make songs for free, I make ’em for freedom
    Don’t believe in kings, believe in the Kingdom
    Chisel me into stone, prayer whistle me into song air
    Dying laughing with Krillin saying something ’bout blonde hair
    Jesus’ black life ain’t matter, I know I talked to his daddy
    Said you the man of the house now, look out for your family
    He has ordered my steps, gave me a sword with a crest
    And gave Donnie a trumpet in case I get shortness of breath

    [Hook: Jamila Woods + Chance The Rapper]
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    Don’t be mad
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    When the praises go up
    (Good God)
    The blessings come down
    Good God
    When the praises go up (Good God) the blessings come down
    ( the blessings come down)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap)
    The blessings come down
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (Good God)

    [Verse 2: Chance The Rapper]
    They booked the nicest hotels on the 59th floor
    With the big wide windows, with the suicide doors
    Ain’t no blood on my money, ain’t no Twitter in Heaven
    I know them drugs isn’t close, ain’t no visitin’ Heaven
    I know the difference in blessings and worldly possessions
    Like my ex girl getting pregnant
    And her becoming my everything
    I’m at war with my wrongs, I’m writing four different songs
    I never forged it or forfeited, I’m a force to be reconciled
    They want four minute songs
    You need a four hour praise dance performed every morn
    I’m feeling shortness of breath, so Nico grab you a horn
    Hit Jericho with a buzzer beater to end a quarter
    Watch brick and mortar fall like dripping water, ugh!
    (Good God)

    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    Don’t be mad
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him ’til I’m gone
    When the praises go up
    (Good God)
    The blessings come down
    Good God
    When the praises go up (Good God) the blessings come down
    ( the blessings come down)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap)
    The blessings come down
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (Good God)

    [?]

    [Hook: Jamila Woods, Byron Cage + Chance The Rapper)]
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him till I’m gone
    (Good God)
    I’m gon’ praise Him, praise Him till I’m gone
    When the praises go up, (Good God) the blessings come down
    (The blessings come down)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (the blessings come down)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (Are you ready for your blessings?)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (Are you ready for your miracle?)
    When the praises go up, the blessings come down
    (Are you ready, are you ready?)
    (Are you ready, are you ready?)
    (Are you ready, are you ready?)
    (Are you ready, are you ready?)
    (Are you ready, are you ready?)

    [Outro: Chance The Rapper]
    It seems like blessings keep falling in my lap


  • Hozier – Take Me To Church lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    My lover’s got humour
    She’s the giggle at a funeral
    Knows everybody’s disapproval
    Should’ve worshipped her sooner
    If the Heavens ever did speak
    She’s the last true mouthpiece
    Every Sunday’s getting more bleak
    Fresh poison each week
    “We were born sick,” you heard them say it
    My church offers no absolutes
    She tells me worship in the bedroom
    The only heaven I’ll be sent to
    Is when I’m alone with you
    I was born sick, but I love it
    Command me to be well
    Amen. Amen. Amen

    [Chorus x2:]
    Take me to church
    I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    [Verse 2]
    If I’m a pagan of the good times
    My lover’s the sunlight
    To keep the Goddess on my side
    She demands a sacrifice
    To drain the whole sea
    Get something shiny
    Something meaty for the main course
    That’s a fine looking high horse
    What you got in the stable?
    We’ve a lot of starving faithful
    That looks tasty
    That looks plenty
    This is hungry work

    [Chorus x2:]
    Take me to church
    I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I’ll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me my deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life

    [Bridge]
    No masters or kings when the ritual begins
    There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin
    In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene
    Only then I am human
    Only then I am clean
    Amen. Amen. Amen

    [Chorus x2:]
    Take me to church
    I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
    I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
    Offer me that deathless death
    Good God, let me give you my life