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  • Janelle Monáe – Django Jane lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    This is my palace, champagne in my chalice
    I got it all covered like a wedding band
    Wondaland, so my alias is Alice
    And we gon’ start a motherfuckin’ pussy riot
    Or we gon’ have to put ’em on a pussy diet
    Look at that, I guarantee I got ’em quiet
    Look at that, I guarantee they all inspired
    A-town, made it out there
    Straight out of Kansas City, yeah we made it out there
    Celebrated, graduated, made it pass/fail
    Sassy, classy, Kool-Aid with the kale
    Momma was a G, she was cleanin’ hotels
    Poppa was a driver, I was workin’ retail
    Kept us in the back of the store
    We ain’t hidden no more, moonlit nigga, lit nigga

    [Verse 2]
    Already got a Oscar for the casa
    Runnin’ down Grammys with the family
    Prolly give a Tony to the homies
    Prolly get a Emmy dedicated to the
    Highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated
    Yeah, we highly melanated, ArchAndroid orchestrated

    [Verse 3]
    Yeah, Jamanati they still jammin’
    Box office numbers, and they doin’ outstandin’
    Runnin’ outta space in my damn bandwagon
    Remember when they used to say I look too mannish
    Black girl magic, y’all can’t stand it
    Y’all can’t ban it, made out like a bandit
    They been trying hard just to make us all vanish
    I suggest they put a flag on a whole ‘nother planet

    [Verse 4]
    Jane Bond, never Jane Doe
    And I Django, never Sambo
    Black and white, yeah that’s always been my camo
    It’s lookin’ like y’all gon’ need some more ammo
    I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off, I cut ’em off like Van Gogh
    Now, pan right for the angle
    I got away with murder, no scandal
    Cue the violins and violas

    [Vese 5]
    We gave you life, we gave you birth
    We gave you God, we gave you Earth
    We fem the future, don’t make it worse
    You want the world? Well, what’s it worth?
    Emoticons, Decepticons, and Autobots
    Who twist the plot?
    Who shot the sheriff, then fled to Paris
    In the darkest hour, spoke truth to power?
    Made a fandroid outta yo’ girlfriend
    Let’s get caught downtown in the whirlwind
    And paint the city pink, paint the city pink
    And tuck the pearls in, just in case the world end

    [Verse 6]
    And nigga, down dawg
    Nigga move back, take a seat, you were not involved
    And hit the mute button
    Let the vagina have a monologue
    Mansplaining, I fold ’em like origami
    What’s a wave, baby? This a tsunami
    For the culture, I kamikaze
    I put my life on a life line

    [Outro]
    If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
    If she the G.O.A.T. now, would anybody doubt it?
    Do anybody got it? Do anybody got it?
    I say anybody got it?


  • Ladies’ Code – Jane Doe lyrics

    [Sojung] Nun gamajwo neul kkaman bamcheoreom
    You count on kkeuchi eoptneun sureul se
    Nan sumeulge niga chajji mothage
    I know I’m so weirdo

    [Ashley] Love or Hate [Zuny] Da uimi eoptneun deuthae
    [Ashley] Kiss or Diss [Zuny] Ttokgateun ipsullo
    [Ashley] Everything is Nothing
    Sae hayan naega bogien sesangeun wiheomhae

    [Ashley] She’s a Jane Doe amudo moreuge
    Kkok gamchwodwotdeon darui dwipyeon eodiro
    She’s a Jane doe ireumdo eoptneun
    Nareul mannado ([All] budi) mot bon cheok hae jullae

    [Zuny] Ppittulppittulhajyo dangsinui gijunen
    Jeomseon gateun jonjae [Ashley] I’m nothing nothing
    [Sojung] Eodiedo nuguwado
    Eoullil su eoptneun geureongeoramyeon
    ([All] Budi) Mot bon cheok hae jullae

    [Ashley] Angae soge nalgaereul sumgyeotji
    Nan gyesok naraoreul kkumman kkwo
    Eonjejjeum nal boyeojul su isseulkka
    I know I’m so weirdo

    [Sojung] Eoduun bang guseokjin got byeokjang soge
    [Zuny] Nareul nohadugo jom ijeojwo
    [Sojung] Balgabeotgideut balkeun bulbit soge
    Deonjigon utneun neo

    [Ashley] She’s a Jane Doe amudo moreuge
    Kkok gamchwodwotdeon darui dwipyeon eodiro
    She’s a Jane Doe ireumdo eoptneun
    Nareul mannado ([All] budi) [Zuny] Mot bon cheok hae jullae

    [Ashley] Naneun eotteon saram sumanheun
    Bameul seolleyeosseotneunde
    [Sojung] Naneun eoptdeon saram ureodo
    Geu nuga arabwajulkka nal

    [Zuny] She’s a Jane Doe nal moreuge
    Kkok gamchwodwotdeon
    [Sojung] Darui dwipyeon eodinga Right now

    [Ashley] I’m a Jane doe eotteon pyojeongdo
    Neon moreujanha I’m no one just jane doe

    [Zuny] Ppittulppittulhajyo dangsinui gijunen
    Jeomseon gateun jonjae [Sojung] I’m nothing nothing
    [Ashley] Eodiedo nuguwado
    Eoullil su eoptneun geureongeoramyeon
    ([All] Budi) [Sojung] Mot bon cheok hae jullae


  • Kanye West – All I Need

    [Intro]
    Niggas can’t be serious, man
    Yo, yo

    [Verse 1: Kanye West]
    Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
    ‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
    Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
    Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
    Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
    Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
    Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
    ‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
    Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
    And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
    It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
    My gat must bang, through your Mustang
    Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
    Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
    Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
    And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
    Come on
    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (What?)
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

    [Verse 2: Cristina]
    Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
    Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
    Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
    Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
    Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
    This beat here make me wanna kill four people
    Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
    Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
    Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
    Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
    Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
    ‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
    It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

    [Verse 3]
    I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
    Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
    No heat ‘cept for the stove
    Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
    I’m real, like AIDS
    Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
    That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
    I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
    I confess, I’m a gangsta
    But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
    Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
    Awfully ill, man, awfully real
    Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
    And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
    If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
    Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
    Face down

    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (You know)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
    All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas


  • Kanye West – All I Need Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Niggas can’t be serious, man
    Yo, yo

    [Verse 1: Kanye West]
    Yo I’m the reason metal detectors go off the meter
    ‘Cause I’ll run through the airport with the heater
    Gets the fag at his plane, and if I miss him
    Put two in his brain at the baggage claim
    Give him… heavy sluggage, tryna get his luggage
    Send him to the crossroads, we way too thuggish
    Shit, we at odds ’til we even up
    ‘Til you leave on a stretcher or I leave in cuffs
    Niggas wanna live, they done breathed enough
    And I bet you next time they’ll believe in us
    It don’t take much brains to know we bust things
    My gat must bang, through your Mustang
    Ma ma se, ma ma sa, ma ma ku sa
    Niggas seen Kanye, red dotted them
    Hurry up, stash the guns, the cops gon’ come
    And we gon’ say we don’t know who shot at ’em
    Come on
    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (What?)
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

    [Verse 2: Cristina]
    Y’all niggas ready for war? I’m ready
    Easy with the clip, girl, hold it steady
    Man I’m ’bout to squeeze back, cock and bust hot lyrics
    Cock back, pop, and touch y’all spirits
    Send ’em to hell, make their residence more evil
    This beat here make me wanna kill four people
    Three niggas and one hoe, turn bitches to Jane Doe
    Send ’em past rainbows, with the ankles
    Hit ’em from all angles, bring the pain though
    Blow out the candles, the show’s been cancelled
    Man, y’all niggas better believe somethin’
    ‘Fore I squeeze somethin’ and leave somethin’
    It ain’t nothin’ with my real niggas

    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (That’s right)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas (Come on)
    Give my last to my real niggas (Come on)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas

    [Verse 3]
    I feel like one lady, five babies and four fathers
    Six months searchin’ for jobs and no offers
    No heat ‘cept for the stove
    Sleep with two layers of clothes, still wakin’ up cold
    I’m real, like AIDS
    Like the pain you feel when your nigga get strained
    That’s why I got issues like I got pistols
    I gotta make your mama cry but I got tissues
    I confess, I’m a gangsta
    But I drop my flag, still cock back and drop a fag
    Leave him in a bag with a tag on his metatarsals
    Awfully ill, man, awfully real
    Thugged out, but I’m God’s property still
    And if I up the steel, I’ma probably kill
    If not, you’re paralyzed from the waist down
    Alright dog, you’re the king? I’m the ace now
    Face down

    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (You know)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas (That’s right)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (For my real niggas)
    All I have is my real niggas (That’s all I have in this world)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas (Konman Productions)
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas (Brian “All Day” Miller, come on)
    [Hook]
    All I have is my real niggas (That’s right)
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas
    All I have is my real niggas
    Get this cash with my real niggas
    Give my last to my real niggas
    Cock back, blast, for my real niggas