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  • James Blake – I’ll Come Too Lyrics

    I’m gonna say what I need
    If it’s the last thing I do
    I do, I do, I do
    I knew that kind of mood
    I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
    I’ve got nothing to loose
    With you, with you, with you
    I knew that kind of mood

    I’ll go under your wing
    I’ll slow write in between the
    Cracks between you and him
    I don’t wanna go home
    Shall we drive from zone to zone
    I wouldn’t do this on my own
    But I’m not on my own tonight

    Oh, you’re going to New York?
    I’m going there
    Why don’t I come with you
    Oh, you’ve changed to L.A.?
    I’m going there, I can go there too

    I’m gonna say what I need
    If it’s the last thing I do
    I do, I do, I do
    I knew that kind of mood
    I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
    I’ve got nothing to loose
    With you, with you, with you
    I knew that kind of mood

    I’ll go under your wing
    I’ll slow write in between the
    Cracks between you and him
    I don’t wanna go home
    Shall we drive from zone to zone
    I wouldn’t do this on my own
    But I’m not on my own tonight

    Oh, you’re going to the brink?
    I’m going there
    Why don’t I come with you
    You don’t care what they think
    I’m getting there, I can get there too

    I’m gonna say what I need
    If it’s the last thing I do
    I do, I do, I do
    I knew that kind of mood
    I’ve thrown my hat in the ring
    I’ve got nothing to loose
    With you, with you, with you
    I knew that kind of mood

    I’ll go under your wing
    I’ll slow write in between the
    Cracks between you and him
    I don’t wanna go home
    Shall we drive from zone to zone
    I wouldn’t do this on my own
    But I’m not on my own tonight


  • Tres Coronas – Venenosas Lyrics (feat. Buju Banton)

    Ahh aah
    Ja ja jaja
    Yeah PNO ,rocca parcero productions
    Straight from new york baby jaja!!!
    Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
    Tres coronas, no money no Money

    Ayo ayo ayo
    This chicas be thinking they f*cking free loaded loaded
    Conmigo se joden joden si no sueltan el (CULO!!!)
    Entre mas fina mas rica menos le gasto le pica ella se muere de envidia
    (SE SE SEGURO)quieres plata ,quiere joyas ,quiere ropa ala moda, quiere cruseros en dólar
    Todo que a se le acomoda, los guardias hacen la cola pero conmigo no jodas
    Estoy arrecho y sin bromas y no te gasto ni un dólar
    Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes no me sonria y pela los dientes
    Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes lo tuyo refleja muy evidente
    Ya me entiendes ya me entiendes la clase de mujer que quiere joderte
    Quiere robarte, quiere comerte quiere dejarte vuelto un demente noooo conmigo no vas a poder noooo ningún centavo va a coger

    Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
    Tres coronas, no money no Money

    Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh
    Quien no conoce quien no ha visto una de esa nenas
    Que solo con una mirada ya te envenenan
    Te dicen papito mi santo y vivo te entierran
    Poquito a poquito te van chupando y te PELAN!!!
    Son víboras hermana ya son pirañas y te devoran dejando tiarao tus huesos por alla
    Con un vistazo te analizan la ropa te miran que perfume que marca tienes que que es lo que brilla ASESINA!!!
    Conmigo no puedes (pra) no tienes corazón (cua) como tu te mueves (pra) en la pista bota tu anzuelo
    Vamos pa’ la pesca NIÑA
    Yo boto mi malla y te llevo conmigo CHINA
    Pulpoy no se duerma no se rinda (pra)
    Que eso con ella se le cobra en la carne enseguida (pra)

    Sucia sucia ja ja ja ja nomas nomas yeah
    Tres coronas, no money no Money


  • Lil Baby – All In Lyrics

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    [Intro]
    Cook that shit up, Quay

    [Verse 1]
    My mama been told me don’t give no poor performance
    And whatever you gon’ do, just do it
    Never thought ’bout doin’ music
    I was tryna build my phone up
    Contact full of drug abusers
    Ridin’ around with that mask tryna figure out what my cousin doin’
    Prison with the Migos, found out they was sellin’ bricks
    Wish I woulda knew that shit, I woulda been lit
    Swear to God, since I was seventeen, I been hood rich
    I be at James Harden house, I’m all in Houston, in the mix
    I’m talkin’ ’bout spare time in New York, I buy floor seats to watch the Knicks
    And I don’t even know no players
    I just wanna show off my new drip and put my chains in layers
    I might just stand up and go crazy, someone make the lay-up
    And we ain’t squashin’ shit for free, you niggas gotta pay us
    You niggas better pay up, yeah
    Know he might not beat it, I told the lawyer go for a lighter sentence
    I don’t want know no problems with y’all niggas, y’all got women tendencies
    Ion’t gotta sell drugs no more, I’m bossed up, I got plenty business
    Ridin’ ’round in that Lamb’ truck, I wreck this bitch, it ain’t rented
    Givin’ out my respect, get respect in every city
    Niggas know I came up, but I came back through the slums with Diddy
    Fucked around and got plugged in, I’m bitin’ out that Richard Mille
    Stay out my lil’ brother bidness
    Just know that they gettin’ millions

    [Chorus]
    Press the button right there to let the doors in
    Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin’ all in
    This house, vibes everywhere, she callin’ more friends
    My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain

    [Verse 2]
    Sippin’ wockiana, come here thotiana
    Let me buss you down, ah, yeah, yeah
    What kinda watch you wanted?
    Man, that’s nothin’, mami
    I’m not bein’ funny, ah, yeah, yeah
    I shoulda knew you was gon’ rat the day you told me
    A hundred racks in all dubs, it ain’t no foldin’ me
    I ain’t no puppet, ain’t with nobody controllin’ me
    I go LeBron when it’s crunch time, it ain’t no holdin’ me
    Got the Maybach, Benz truck, I’m tryna buy one
    I told lil’ shawty, “Just let bygones be bygones”
    Tell the Feds get off my dick, I don’t gotta buy guns
    Ain’t got the right one, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Press the button right there to let the doors in
    Go hard all year, Ion’t care, I’m goin’ all in
    This house, vibes everywhere, she callin’ more friends
    My world or none, ain’t mine, I cannot bargain

    [Outro]
    To let the doors in
    I’m goin’ all in
    She callin’ more friends
    I cannot bargain


  • Lil Tecca – Amigo Lyrics

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    [Intro]
    I like this song
    We love you, Tecca
    Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

    [Chorus]
    I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
    Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
    And you fell in love, so sad
    You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
    He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
    I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
    They say a nigga heart cold, ain’t talkin’ polar
    Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin’ solar

    [Verse 1]
    And I feel like Chris Paul with the floater
    Ain’t believe I had that sauce, yeah, I had to show her
    Remember when I wanna link, they ain’t wanna show up
    Funny how they hit my jack, see a nigga blowin’ up
    Hit my phone, say you popular, I ain’t popular
    Yeah, chopper hit him, have him singin’ pop with us
    Yeah, how you say you gang if you ain’t pop with us?
    And I remember all them times they ain’t fuck with us
    Yeah, fuck the opps, fuck the opps
    I see right through these niggas, I see through they noggin
    Boy, you beggin’ for attention, you ain’t really poppin’
    And you can’t hang with the gang, you ain’t really gon’ pop shit
    And practice makes perfect, so the style, I had to polish
    And I only hang with day ones, you already know how I’m rockin’
    If he talkin’ bullshit, I don’t even know why you talkin’
    All these niggas gon’ be fake, real man, I know how to start it

    [Chorus]
    I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
    Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
    And you fell in love, so sad
    You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
    He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
    I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
    They say a nigga heart cold, ain’t talkin’ polar
    Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin’ solar

    [Verse 2]
    And you fell in love, that’s your fault
    Got racks in the vault, in New York like stocks
    And she showin’ off her parts, he get smoked like a cart
    And I know she wanna come and crop in the Porsche
    That’s like cryin’ on a horse, your nigga a dork
    I cannot focus, I might hop up in a Ford
    And my memory real bad, I think I just ran out of storage
    That’s an opp right there, yeah, catch him, finna floor it

    [Chorus]
    I just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that
    Just mixed the Bape with the Simons, my bad
    And you fell in love, so sad
    You wish that you could go back to when she said call back
    He came with that drip and left with a toe tag
    I went to the mall, I walked out with more bags
    They say a nigga heart cold, ain’t talkin’ polar
    Send that boy to the stars, now he talkin’ solar


  • Young Thug – I Bought Her Lyrics

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    [Intro: Young Thug]
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin (DJ Durel)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
    I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
    She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
    New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
    I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
    I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    I whipped up in Beverly Hills, but it wasn’t sushi (That big, big Birkin bag, that Birkin, yeah)
    I couldn’t afford her, that she was way better at Hooters (Took out a order, woah)
    I gave her .40, took brand new AK to a shooter (Shootin’ in 4K)
    I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl of noodles (I can get a nigga ass smoked, woah)
    I gave her 40 clip, take to the woadie, the shooter (Woah)
    I brought the Carbon 15 and it’s tall as a ruler (Woah)
    I had the daughter come see, I thought it was voodoo (Woah)
    I left the car parked outside of the boogaloos (Skrrt, woah)
    You don’t go Need for Speed, yeah, I just been movin’ ’em (I keep it goin’, poom, poom)
    I been done trapped some tree, and I just been boolin’ in (I’m in the hospital, yeah)
    I need to catch me some Zs, ’cause I just been booted up (I need to get me some sleep)
    I had your bitch on her knees and I told her toot it up (Had this bitch on her knees)
    Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby
    Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby
    Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin
    Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
    I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
    She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
    New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
    I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
    I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

    [Verse 2: Lil Duke & Young Thug]
    Richest as it get, hundred on my wrist
    Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip
    Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip
    Hundred on my bitch, couple of cribs
    I can never rat, I can stack the chips
    I will never fuck her, I just got the lip
    I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it
    I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP
    Hoppin’ out a jet, I can get her wet
    Louboutin chest, under my neck
    I came with the drugs, Hi-Tectavis
    V’s on my neck, as big as it gets
    I came for nothin’, too fuckin’ restless
    I’m a slimeball, baby, I’m treacherous
    Iced out Hermès belt like a wrestler
    Fuck her good, but I never kept her (Yeah)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass
    My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P. to Nipsey, yeah
    I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag’
    She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab
    New York, ain’t goin’ for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed
    I told her I go nast’, I give ’em lifetime splash
    I told her I got crops, that big, big Burkin bag (That Birk’)

    [Outro: Young Thug]
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin
    That big, big Birkin bag, the Birkin


  • Dreamville – PTSD Lyrics

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    [Verse 1: Mereba]
    Used to bend for me like the steel of a hatchback
    You was there for Q like a fourth grade class fact
    Q was in for me, never needed to ask that
    PTSD, now I’m having a flashback
    Told me I’m sweet, can’t sleep in the trap trap
    Enemy, envy, make the strap go brrat brrat
    You the missing piece, no peace when I sleep now
    Used to practice peace, finna sleep with the piece now
    Know I’ma miss you long as I’m alive
    You said you need to call me, be sure I tried
    I wish I didn’t have a song to write
    I know you probably follow me with your light

    [Verse 2: Deante’ Hitchcock]
    My mama told me faith is all that I need
    And back in the day I would’ve agreed, but now it’s hard to believe
    I still do not, ’cause I want, ’cause I need to
    Believe in something greater than me without being able to see it
    So fuck a watch, I wear my heart on my sleeve
    Nobody knows my sorrow, nobody knows about the trouble I seen
    A lot of dead niggas livin’ through me, shawty, but not in the literal
    Most ’em dead ’cause they ain’t follow they dream
    The power of a higher entity entered me
    Mentally, physically, spiritually, I’m on a whole different energy
    Fuck the world, but I need you to remember me
    I had doubt in myself ’cause I used to fear that you would look at me differently
    If I ever changed, I’m numb to it now, I don’t feel the same
    A slave to the feeling, I’m breaking the chains
    Tryna balance out the joy, the pain, the sun, the rain
    My life and the fame, done lost the game
    The gift, the shame, my skin, my veins
    My soul done rained so much on my heart
    Really I don’t know where to start
    The irony of finding self in the dark
    My nigga, truthfully, feel like it’s two of me, I should’ve been on that ark
    A love-hate relationship with my thoughts, I’m tryna shine in my own light
    The realest nigga left in my own right
    Helping you with your vices but can’t seem to get a grip on my own life, yeah

    [Verse 3: Omen]
    I was on my way down, breakdowns, breakthroughs
    Spit up out my debut, gotta say I stay true
    Maybe why I stayed broke, I been on a goose chase
    Gotta swallow pride when they see me, how the truth taste?
    Off the beaten path like Blueface
    On the North Side, had to be a Tuesday
    Walkin’ slow with your kids on a school day
    Way past midnight suddenly my mood change
    That’s when the truth came, in New York hearing rumors
    My sister was homeless, convinced her to often
    Been years since we talked, number changed
    Saw you and my heart broke in a couple ways
    I can’t believe when I seen you, I knew shit was true
    Stared in your eyes and I saw a different you
    Skated off fast ‘fore I could address it
    Hope I ran into you ‘fore we both get to Heaven

    [Refrain: St. Beauty]
    We ‘ight, we ‘ight
    You opened up my eyes and helped me see the light
    We ‘ight, we ‘ight
    You opened up my eyes and helped me see the light, ayy

    [Outro: Buddy]
    Yeah, hahahaha
    We just kickin’ it, you know, ayy, woah
    I’m here with all my friends
    This is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what? What?
    And the hoes
    Hahahaha, yeah
    Said this is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what?
    And the hoes
    Can’t forget about the hoes, yeah
    For the homies, for the homies, for the homies, what? What?
    And the hoes
    (Ayy, that shit sound tight)
    This is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what? What?
    And the hoes
    Hahahaha, yeah
    Said this is for the homies, for the homies, all the homies, what?
    And the hoes
    Can’t forget about the hoes, yeah
    For the homies, for the homies, for the homies, what? What?
    And the hoes


  • G-Eazy – Bang Lyrics

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    [Chorus: Tyga]
    Ayy, I’m a balla, baby, he ain’t got no game
    I’m a big dog, baby, rock big chains
    And I need a super freak like Rick James
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang

    [Verse 1: G-Eazy]
    Why so serious? I’m never fuckin’ around
    These pigeons dead stock, they never touchin’ the ground
    Plane Jane Patek I’m never bustin’ it down
    Flagrant as fuck, I’m never toning it down (Yeah)
    Oh, you big mad?
    Why you chasin’ a chick that I been had?
    Took your dream girl down, yeah, I did that
    Got some pop-star bodies, been hit that
    Believe me, my belt got notches
    Safe full of diamonds, a couple nice watches
    Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
    But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches (Yee)

    [Chorus: Tyga]
    Ayy, I’m a balla, baby, he ain’t got no game (Winners win)
    I’m a big dog, baby, rock big chains
    And I need a super freak like Rick James
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang

    [Verse 2: Tyga]
    Load it up, aim, pop, shoot it up (Yeah)
    Boot it up, strapped up, toot it up (Woo)
    It’s game time, put me in, I’m suited up
    Bitch, I’m good enough (Yeah), I don’t need the luck (Yeah)
    Heartbreaker like Suzie, hotter than jacuzzi
    Make her bob, open mouth like a scary movie (Ah)
    I got 10 cars, park them like Lil Uzi (Yeah)
    The proof’s in the income, I ain’t gotta prove it (No)
    She got a man, nigga, I ain’t stupid
    But the way you work that body, you gon’ have to lose it
    And that pussy good, show me how you use it (Yeah)
    Step by step, baby, go through it (Ayy)

    [Chorus: Tyga]
    I’m a balla, baby, he ain’t got no game (Ayy)
    I’m a big dog, baby, rock big chains (Big dog)
    And I need a super freak like Rick James (Ayy)
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang (Come on)
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang

    [Verse 3: G-Eazy]
    Yeah, talk to me nicely
    Fifty on the chain, oh my god, I’m so pricey
    Mami, she Spanish, she keep it so spicy
    When she throw it back, she like, “Papi, don’t bite me”
    Yeah, make her bend down
    She ‘gon let me clip when I’m in town
    Big Bentley truck, rolled her tints down
    10k a month, Hell’s Kitchen in Midtown (Yeah)
    L.A. to New York, Bicoastal
    I’m international, not local
    A band for these vintage Chanel bifocals
    If you ain’t talkin’ bags, then I’m antisocial, be gone

    [Chorus: Tyga]
    Ayy, I’m a balla, baby, he ain’t got no game
    I’m a big dog, baby, rock big chains
    And I need a super freak like Rick James
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang
    Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
    Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang


  • Vampire Weekend – Jerusalem, New York, Berlin Lyrics

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    [Verse 1]
    I know I loved you then
    I think I love you still
    But this prophecy of ours
    Has come back dressed to kill
    Three stones on a mountain
    Three small holes in a field
    You’ve given me the big dream
    But you can’t make it real

    [Chorus]
    O, wicked world
    Just think what could have been
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
    All I do is lose, but baby
    All I want’s to win
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin

    [Verse 2]
    A hundred years or more
    It feels like such a dream
    An endless conversation since 1917
    Now the battery is too hot
    It’s burning up in its tray
    Young marriages are melting
    And dying where they lay

    [Chorus]
    O, wicked world
    Just think what could have been
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
    All I do is lose but baby
    All I want’s to win
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin

    [Verse 3]
    Our tongues will fall so still
    Our teeth will all decay
    A minute feels much longer
    With nothing left to say
    So let them win the battle
    But don’t let them restart
    That genocidal feeling
    That beats in every heart

    [Chorus]
    O, wicked world
    Just think what could have been
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin
    All I do is lose but baby
    All I want’s to win
    Jerusalem, New York, Berlin


  • P!nk – 90 Days Lyrics

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    [Intro: P!nk]
    No-no-no, no-no-no, no
    Hey
    No-no-no, no-no-no, no

    [Verse 1: P!nk]
    We’re driving in a black car
    And it’s blacked out and we’re spinnin’
    We’re listening to “Fast Car”
    And you’re driving fast and you’re singin’
    Don’t wanna tell you what I’m feelin’
    Don’t want this night to hit a ceiling
    I’m wearing dirty white shoes
    A white t-shirt and your jacket
    I’m laughing, but I’m lying
    When you’re smiling, I’m the saddest
    I hide my face so you don’t see it
    I think out loud, hope you don’t hear it

    [Pre-Chorus: P!nk & Wrabel]
    It’s going on 18 months now
    And it’s fucked up, but I’m falling
    I feel it every day now
    But I’m stallin’, but I’m stallin’
    I’m here, but I’m in pieces
    And I don’t know how to fix this
    And I don’t know how to fix this, no

    [Chorus: P!nk & Wrabel]
    If I’m just somebody that you’re gonna leave
    And you don’t feel something when you look at me
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    Just let me down slowly, I’ll be okay
    If you’re just some habit that I gotta break
    I can clear my system in 90 days
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    Just let me down slowly

    [Verse 2: Wrabel]
    I get up, turn the lights out
    And it’s four o’clock in the morning
    I close my eyes, I can’t sleep
    A hotel room in New York, and
    I feel the space that’s in between us
    Convince myself that this is real love

    [Pre-Chorus: Wrabel & P!nk, Wrabel]
    ‘Cause you made this shit so easy
    And I told you my secrets
    So I don’t know why I’m tongue tied
    At the wrong time when I need this
    I’m here, but I’m in pieces
    And I don’t know how to fix this
    And I don’t know how to fix this, no

    [Chorus: P!nk & Wrabel]
    If I’m just somebody that you’re gonna leave
    And you don’t feel something when you look at me
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    Just let me down slowly, I’ll be okay
    If you’re just some habit that I gotta break
    I can clear my system in 90 days
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    Just let me down slowly

    [Bridge: P!nk & Wrabel]
    I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I
    Ooh, no
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car
    We’re drivin’ all night
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car, yeah
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car, yeah
    We’re drivin’ in your fast car, your fast car, yeah
    We’re drivin’ all night

    [Chorus: P!nk & Wrabel, P!nk]
    If I’m just somebody that you’re gonna leave
    And you don’t feel something when you look at me
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    (Oh, you’re holdin’ my heart)
    Just let me down slowly, I’ll be okay
    If you’re just some habit that I gotta break (Gotta break)
    I can clear my system in 90 days
    You’re holdin’ my heart, mmm, whatcha say?
    (Oh, you’re holdin’ my heart)
    Just let me down slowly


  • Dreezy – Play Wit Ya Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Day trip took it to 10

    [Chorus]
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)

    [Verse 1]
    In the A, have 40 inches
    Head-to-toe, it get expensive (Cash)
    Carter lenses for my vision (Barney)
    I see you fake niggas pretending (Rats)
    You burnt, you ran out of minutes (You burnt)
    Your hoe come ’round and get litty (He lit)
    President of the bad bitches (Grrat)
    They salute the kid like lieutenant (Salute)
    Get fishing on jail, dripping on [?]
    Rocking some shit that I can’t even spell
    Louis my shell, blue money trail
    My F for Fendy, you F is for fail
    [?] like soldier
    Pop off your top like Corona (Pop)
    Motor sound like it’s a polar
    Ice on a choker, my bitch look older
    She shakin’ ass like she came from Illinois (Shake that ass)
    He a dog, I like paw
    I ain’t fine at all (No)
    I just tear down the mall (Take that shit)
    Fuck it, I buy it all (I want it all)
    Shit on you like a star, ugh
    We the youngest involved
    That’s my voice, need a hold

    [Chorus]
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)

    [Verse 2]
    Can’t wait for a minute, impatient, go get it, I need it, my fingers is itching, ugh
    Vacation, I’m living, got so many Benjamins, they think I’m gettin’ it printed (Nah, I ain’t)
    I came with them racks, you dig? (What’s up?)
    This OG, you’re smoking on med (Look here)
    Still living in your momma crib
    You can’t even come for the kids
    Smoke ’em and dump, Louboutin pump
    Bloody walk in, you just bleed, want some [?] (Yeah)
    I’m in that Ghost, you can say the whip hunnid
    I walk in your trap and I do what I want (Do what I want)
    Just spend like 30
    I got enough bread to feed you lil’ birdies
    Bought out diamond district
    I’m up in New York, my [?] racks
    Speakin’ out facts (Turnt)
    I get turnt up to the max (Turnt)
    I used to juggin’ up x (Runnin’)
    Now, I’m [?] relax, ugh
    I’m eatin’ spaghetti and catfish
    Pull up in that [?] back to back (Skrt)
    Have this hair lookin’ like cataracts (I’m high)
    I’m in the club throwin’ up that kind of racks (Racks)

    [Chorus]
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)
    Don’t give no fuck off the Henny
    Drinking it right out the pitcher (Yeah)
    Pop a little bitch, photobomb
    Croppin’ you right out the picture (Cut It)
    Hot but can’t get my number (No)
    I curve him as soo as he pitch (Sorry)
    Head-to-toe in Saint Laurent (Drip)
    I didn’t come to play wit ya (Nah)


  • Eamon – Born and Bred Lyrics

    Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
    I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
    Just when you thought that you were getting on out
    On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

    The fifth borough, late night on the corner, mob ties, everybody’s gotta line of order
    Wu-Tang shout when the party jump off
    Staten Island struggle on the bridge bodies jump off
    It’s a whole new world. Everybody see the pain, little boy, little girl
    Sunday dinner, old school thinker, everybody know the code when the feds linger

    It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
    I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

    Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
    I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
    Just when you thought that you were getting on out
    On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

    Ooh tell me where you get a better slice
    Where you get a piece of the pie that’s realer than the apple
    The last borough to hold the yuppies off, when you mingle with the people then you feel the old New York
    Jesus Christ, will You save this island
    I stopped counting how many kids I grew up with are dead forever or dads locked up in penitentiaries doing dimes or better

    It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
    I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

    Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
    I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
    Just when you thought that you were getting on out
    On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire


  • Lin-Manuel Miranda – Cheering For Me Now Lyrics

    [Intro]
    So they’re cheering for me now
    In the streets, hear them cheering for me now
    Right up Broadway, they’re cheering for me now
    And one day, all the enemies I’ve made might hold their own parade
    But not today

    [Verse 1]
    I came here with nothing
    Like hundreds before me
    And millions behind me
    You know you can find me in New York
    Where everyone’s different
    But share the same island
    Polluted and loud
    But you’re safe in the crowd
    Here in New York

    [Bridge]
    Today it’s my city
    Tomorrow, who knows?
    Today we’re a country
    Let’s see how that goes

    [Verse 2]
    Upstate doesn’t trust us
    They’re safe in their sameness
    They’re scared of what’s strange
    But each corner means change
    Here in New York
    Where else can you wander
    And hear every language
    We fight like a marriage
    Then share the same carriage
    We suffer the weather
    We bind and we tether
    This nation together

    [Verse 3]
    I’m just getting started
    And time’s of the essence
    I can’t say I’ve made it
    But I’d never trade it
    They’ve thrown a parade
    Ha!
    In my New York

    [Outro]
    Cheering for me now
    Can you hear them cheering for me now


  • Jaden Smith – FALLEN Part 2 Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Let your heart just rest on mine girl
    The more I love, the more I like
    Let your heart just rest on mine girl
    The more I love, the more I like
    Let your heart just rest on mine girl
    Look at yours, it’s alright
    I just wanna hold you tight girl
    The more I love, the more I like
    Let your heart just rest on mine girl
    The more I love, the more I like
    Let your heart just rest on mine

    [Verse 1]
    Remember the time, when our hips were tight
    You’re my reminder, I need to find
    Girl we came so close
    I still got your clothes sitting in my room
    While I play this music
    You’re not my girl no more, let the rain just pour
    While I lay here and listen to music
    Staring at the city lights on the bright side
    You found another guy, just hope you’re alright
    Sure you’ll be alright, prolly hold you tight
    Don’t you worry bout how I feel tonight
    Girl tomorrow I’ll catch another flight
    I’ll be sitting by you, so we didn’t try
    I don’t wanna cry, don’t want butterflies
    Girl, you gotta fly, said I love you, and I didn’t lie

    [Verse 2]
    You’re all I know
    I still got your poems hanging in my room
    While I play this music
    I can’t find you at home, at least I know you’re gone
    Summer’s chasing away, and now your’re losing
    Staring at the city lights on the bright side
    I don’t wanna see you on the edge
    You found another guy, just hope you’re alright
    I just wanna see you in my bed, I’m stalling
    Sure you’ll be alright, prolly hold you tight
    Baby girl, this love is not a game
    Don’t you worry bout how I feel tonight
    Girl tomorrow I’ll catch another flight
    Baby girl this love is not a game
    I’ll be sitting by you, so we didn’t try
    Life and death are really not the same
    Tryna make it right, tryna make a life
    Tryna butterfly, said you gotta fly
    You know

    [Verse 3]
    Harsh reality, soul fatality
    Heart capacity, couldn’t handle your audacity
    Often they laugh at me, sweet tooth flow causing a cavity
    So I floss on these jokers, gotta call when they consult me
    An my wrist on water like the faucet attached to me
    We a monster, a masterpiece
    Just because this is our current situation
    Doesn’t mean this is how it has to be
    Things changes drastically, you was acting dramatic
    I was sitting here passively, contemplating my actions
    I’m in the state where I really feel like we never happened
    All I have is my raps and these crumpled poems in trash cans
    In the back of your mom’s house with the stairways in them New York apartments
    When I said I was the hardest, girl, those times were the darkest
    You gave me the magic, a goddess, with all that Harry Potter shit
    I hope one day you just stop and acknowledge this
    I put my jacket down for you in the rain, that’s only common sense
    I try to fix all your problems even when I ain’t cause ’em
    And we working with our egos and we know that’s colossal
    And then we’ll brush our love out the dust of the hills, like a fossil
    I promise, Mazel Tov for the commas
    At least my apologies aren’t as part of my partners
    When we just tryna get it popping
    Never did get that semester in college
    But I told professor this my synopsis

    [Bridge]
    I don’t wanna se you on the edge, fallen
    I just wanna see you in my bed, I’m stalling
    Baby girl this love is not a game, can’t you see I’m stalling
    I don’t know why you still opaque, can’t you see I’ve been calling
    I dont wanna see you on the edge, fallen
    I just wanna see you in my bed, I’m stalling
    Baby girl this love is not a game, can’t you see I’m stalling
    I know you still play with me

    [Outro]
    Girl I’m rolling in the Hills, too focused on the mils
    Wrote a poem bout a chandelier, sunset gleaming on the rings girl We can go do a lot of thing, and me and you got a lot of dreams
    Bottles in the East, and my legs are getting weak
    We can make it really brief, just so we can get a-
    Girl we need some sleep, you’re the one I wanna see


  • Dave East – No Pork Lyrics

    Life
    Live it
    You only get one

    [Verse 1]
    Make a couple dollars think you cool, until your kids gettin’ followed after school
    We ain’t never followed rules
    I just want the crib that got the pool
    Niggas jumped him, he went home and got his tool, shorty fed up
    Everything on the line, you either die or give that bread up
    This the Mafia so don’t be embarrassed, walk with your head up
    Youngin’ with an opinion, the OGs told me to shut up
    You tryna open shop, go get a gun before you set up
    Shots’ll give your body a physical, fuck a check up
    I know Yankees fans that’ll kill you just cause the Mets up
    Never will I let up
    The girls that couldn’t talk on the phone is givin’ the head up
    How much of this can measure?
    No scale, I was eyeballin’ that product
    Watched a couple niggas die over that product
    I got high and I forgot it
    Magnum on me, Lil had the Charger, nigga we dodged it
    Malik was all about bitches on some Chico DeBarge shit
    Henny, drunk it straight, we wouldn’t mix a drink
    Bando waking me up out my sleep, I’m off a perc in front of medicine
    Now when it get cold, I just hope my daughter can fit her mink
    The hottest in New York, I could give a fuck what you niggas think
    Gelato, smell it on us, we pull up, they like “them niggas stink”
    You not a boss, niggas still sending you to get a drink
    I told Mack, empty that shit if you see a nigga blink
    Was sellin’ grams, but Cam had me wantin’ to go and get it pink
    When Pegasus was open
    We born into this shit, niggas is chosen
    Seen niggas lose they life over clothing
    I told Shoota, we gon’ get rich no matter what
    They was happy when we was done, now we see them they mad as fuck
    We ain’t gotta live in the projects no more, I dropped out, but it’s funny, I’m hittin’ college on tour
    I need them fresh, cop them again if I copped them before
    Charlotte Hornets, top and bottom colored Aqua Valore
    Ikey used to let me in after the locks on the door
    I ain’t speeding, I ain’t smoking, fuck you stopping me for?
    I hid my first .38 behind the socks in my drawer
    My momma asked me “Why you got a gun? You not goin’ to war”
    If I go get her cigarettes, it might be opps at the store
    I’m servin’ with no tennis net, I might get stopped by the law
    Pooch said he paranoid, he had some rocks in his drawers
    They on a mission, kill the witness and they all might get off
    I keep some money on my phone just cause they bro might’ve called
    Might die speaking out of turn, niggas don’t know when to talk
    We do it big, fuck a pig, cook my food with no pork
    Just tryna win, cause I ain’t really in the mood for no loss
    Can’t be scared of the night, you already knew it got dark
    Keep it trill and try to build, that’s what I do when I talk
    A month for rent just for the heels, look at her shoes as she walk
    I’m tryna listen, and honestly, I’m just not choosing to talk
    That Maybach just got washed, take off your shoes in my car
    Them niggas that never supported act like you been a star
    Wine sippin, twistin’ cigars
    I’m watchin’ Steven Segal, thinking I ain’t need a dollar from niggas, just need a call
    Ask me how I’m doin’
    Communication out the window, that’s how shit get ruined
    I won’t go unless my crew in
    I always been a student
    I roll with a bunch of Devils in blue, I’m on some Duke shit
    Got bitches on some Luke shit
    Took xanax out my diet, cause it used to make my mood switch
    Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it

    [Outro]
    Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it
    Live or die, it ain’t up to you, a law gon’ choose it


  • Lil B – BasedGod Ish Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Ayy man you already know it’s your boy Lil B
    We turnt up out here man
    We got everything worldwide
    Shout out to the East Coast, we in it

    [Verse]
    Fuck my bitch cause you based nigga
    In the hood with my hipster niggas and my skater niggas
    Wear pink, you ain’t based nigga
    I rep that based nigga
    Based World we ain’t racist nigga, fuck your race nigga
    BasedGod you a pretty bitch. fuck a nigga bitch
    BasedGod you can fuck my bitch, it’s pretty boy clique
    Shout out Philadelphia, my niggas in New York
    All my New Jersey go dumb when this start
    If you from the East coast make some noise in this bitch
    If you from the whole world make some noise in this bitch
    My niggas get lit, my niggas go dumb
    Riding low in the car, music loud smoking blunts
    I don’t fuck with old hoes, I keep a young ho
    BasedGod fucked my main bitch cause he’s really my bro
    Woo, woo, woo, woo, that’s how it go
    BasedGod fuck my ho

    I’m on some BasedGod shit, please fuck my bitch
    You the pretty bitch, it’s the BasedGod bitch
    You can fuck my bitch, please fuck my bitch
    BasedGod, please fuck my bitch

    Fuck these bitches ooh
    BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
    Fuck these bitches ooh
    BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
    Fuck these bitches ooh
    BasedGod fuck these bitches swag
    Fuck these bitches ooh
    BasedGod fuck these bitches swag

    [Outro]
    They know how we go
    BasedGod
    Like I said, options all that feel me
    We tapped in


  • 6ix9ine – BREAKIN IT DOWN Lyrics

    [Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
    I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
    A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
    So I’m taking him down (yeah)
    Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (you fucking dummy)
    You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
    You thinking about playing around with my respect
    I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
    I’m breaking it down (what)
    A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
    So I’m taking him down (ywhat)
    Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
    You know we ain’t making a sound (big stupid)
    You thinking about playing around with my respect
    I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

    [Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
    Wish I could bring Pun back, blaow, nigga, run that
    ‘Til they let Rowdy out, we gon’ let these semis out
    Wish I could bring Stacks back, Chad, let the MAC clap
    ‘Til they free Biggavel, gotta give you niggas hell
    Blicky make the nigga yell, beam hit his knees
    Made him scream, when that nigga fell, shootout with the law
    Or the morgue ‘fore I sit in jail, niggas say they love me
    I can see it in these niggas eyes, they don’t wish me well
    I don’t need their company, they smilin’ when a nigga fell
    Seein’ that I’m poppin’, then the shotgun, like the third round
    Order stitches for these snitches, dead men tell no tales
    Diggin’ ditches for these niggas, toss ’em in, so well
    Drive-by, leave him in the street, nigga, road kill
    HBA, gold fronts, let me guess, “So trill”?
    Nigga, this is New York, make the wrong move
    And the goons let the tool spark, work hard and move salt
    8 Ball like pool holes, cracked like the pavement
    Diesel like the gas station, trap out the basement
    Blow in the Pyrex, mask on our faces
    Let ’em act sketch, but this lead will erase ’em, on gang

    [Hook: 6ix9ine & Hudson Flo]
    I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
    A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
    So I’m taking him down (yeah)
    Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
    You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
    You thinking about playing around with my respect
    I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)
    I’m breaking it down (stupid!)
    A scam, I heard that boy running around with the packs
    So I’m taking him down (yeah)
    Oh my gosh, they live by the cold (fucking dummy)
    You know we ain’t making a sound (what)
    You thinking about playing around with my respect
    I’m making it blaow (blaow!) I’m making it blaow (blaow!)

    [Verse 2: Hudson Flo]
    Creeping through the darkness


  • Kodaline – Brooklyn Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    I woke up miles away from home
    In a cheap hotel I was on my own
    Across the bridge I could see the lights of Brooklyn
    The traffic on those New York streets
    The yellow taxi’s underneath
    The shadows of the ever growing skylines

    [Chorus]
    I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
    Oh Brooklyn

    [Verse 2]
    And out my window I can see
    A homeless man with cardbord sheets
    These people go about their daily business
    But nothing’s ever as it seems
    In this growing land of broken dreams
    It’s [?] tough and nothing lasts forever

    [Chorus]
    And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    But there ain’t no place I’d rather be than Brooklyn
    Oh Brooklyn, yeah Brooklyn
    Oh Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn

    [Bridge]
    And I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
    Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn

    [Outro]
    I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    I’m a hundred thousand miles away
    From Grafton Street and Dublin Bay
    But there ain’t no place I’d rather be
    There ain’t no place I’d rather be
    Than Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn, yeah


  • Bryson Tiller – Finesse Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah, wow
    They not ready for my new shit
    Yeah

    [Verse 1]
    I want my baby to have your eyes
    I’m going against my own advice
    Should I do New York? I can’t decide
    Fashion week is more your thing than mine
    I can’t even lie, I’d rather stay inside
    I can’t do suit and tie
    Can’t be in a room with you and stand on different sides
    One thing at a time
    I have to learn to hide
    One thing at a time
    Emotions running high
    I wish you felt alright

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Just hitting my line
    All the time, all the time, all oooo–
    You stay on my mind
    All the time, all the time (oooo)

    [Chorus]
    It takes some finesse
    I seen you finesse
    He can’t know finesse
    You stay on my mind

    [Verse 2]
    You and your sister
    Too hot to handle
    Things would get cancelled
    I would make time for you
    Commitment
    Going the distance
    I’m new to all of this

    [Chorus]
    It takes some finesse
    I seen you finesse
    He can’t know finesse
    You stay on my mind

    [Outro]
    You stay on my mind (stay)
    Stay on my mind
    Baby you stay on
    Baby you stay on
    Baby you stay on
    You stay on
    Baby you stay
    On my mind, stay on my mind
    On my mind, stay on my mind
    You st–
    On my mind, stay on my mind


  • Dua Lipa – New York (Mend My Broken Heart Tonight) Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Your kiss, your touch, your hold
    You know I want you all
    The darkness in my soul
    Tells me to let you go

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I
    Need you tonight
    But I’m blinded by lights
    So I gotta learn to live without you

    [Chorus]
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    New York
    Save me in your arms tonight
    Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

    [Post-Chorus]
    I left my boy, I left my boy at home
    I left my boy, I left my boy

    [Verse 2]
    She never sleeps at night
    So nice you name her twice
    Without you I’m alive
    But my heart is cold as ice

    [Pre-Chorus]
    And I
    Need you tonight
    But I’m blinded by lights
    So I gotta learn to live without you

    [Chorus]
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    New York
    Save me in your arms tonight
    Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

    [Post-Chorus]
    I left my boy, I left my boy
    I left my boy, I left my boy
    I left my boy, I left my boy
    I left my boy, I left my boy

    [Bridge]
    I ran away from home
    I ran to follow my deams
    I ran away from he
    Why would he do this to me?
    I needed a way out
    I needed to figure how
    To keep get you here with me
    Maybe you are my dream

    [Chorus]
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    So please, New York
    Mend my broken heart tonight
    Cause I left the one I love
    New York
    Save me in your arms tonight
    Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

    [Post-Chorus]
    I left my boy, I left my boy at home
    I left my boy, I left my boy at home
    I left my boy, I left my boy
    I left my boy, I left my boy
    I left my boy, I left my boy


  • 6ix9ine – FEFE lyrics

    [Intro: 6ix9ine, Nicki Minaj, & Baka]
    It’s f*ckin’ TR3YWAY!
    It’s King of New York, lookin’ for the Queen
    Uh, you got the right one
    L-let these-l-let these b-b-bitches know, nigga
    Queens, Brooklyn, brr, ah!
    Murda on the beat so it’s not nice!

    [Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
    Pussy got that wet, wet, got that drip, drip
    Got that super soaker
    Hit that, she a Fefe
    Her name Keke, she eat my dick like it’s free free
    I don’t even know like “Why I did that?”
    I don’t even know like “Why I hit that?”
    All I know is that I just can’t wife that
    Talk to her nice so she won’t fight back
    Turn around and hit it from the back, back, back
    Bend her down then I make it clap, clap, clap

    [Refrain: 6ix9ine]
    I don’t really want no friends
    I don’t really want no friends, no

    [Verse 2: 6ix9ine]
    Draco got that kick-back
    When I blow that, they all do track
    They don’t shoot back, one shot, close range, red dot
    Head tight, yeah, I did that, yeah, I live that
    Call a Uber with my shooter
    With a Ruger, we gon’ do ya
    Niggas say they killin’ people, but I really f*ckin’ do it

    [Refrain: 6ix9ine]
    I don’t really want no friends
    I don’t really want no friends, no

    [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
    He-He tryna 69 like Tekashi, call him papi
    Word to A$AP, keep me Rocky
    I’m from New York, so I’m cocky
    Say he f*ckin’ with my posse
    Copped me Khloé like Kardashi’
    Keep this n*gger in Versace
    Said I’m pretty like Tinashe
    P-Put it all up in his face, did I catch a case?
    Pussy game just caught a body, but I never leave a trace
    Face is pretty, ass for days
    I get chips, I ask for Lay’s
    I just sit back and when he done, I be like, “Yo, how’d it taste?”
    (Yo, how’d it taste?!)

    [Refrain: 6ix9ine]
    I don’t really want no friends
    I don’t really want no friends, no

    [Verse 4: Nicki Minaj]
    Ayo, Draco got that kick-back
    When it kick-back, you can’t get yo sh*t back
    In fact this that bitch
    That “I hate small talk, I don’t f*ck with chit-chat”
    AC just stopped workin’, so they hit me
    Told me bring my wrist back
    Come through rockin’ fashions
    That got all these bitches like “Yo, what’s that?”

    [Refrain: 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj]
    I don’t really want no friends
    I don’t really want no friends, no

    [Verse 5: 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj]
    Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I catch a hoe right by her toe
    If she ain’t f*ckin’ me and Nicki, kick that ho right through the door
    (TR3YWAY)
    I don’t really want no friends, my old ho just bought this Benz
    Nicki just hopped in this sh*t, now I won’t see that bitch again

    [Bridge: 6ix9ine & Nicki Minaj]
    Eeny, meeny, miny, moe (no)
    I catch a ho right by her toe (no)
    If she ain’t f*ckin’ me and Nicki (no)
    Kick that ho right through the door (no, TR3YWAY)

    [Outro: Nicki Minaj & 6ix9ine]
    Mmm, Young Money, Young Money bunny
    Colorful hair, don’t care
    I don’t really want no friends, I don’t really want no friends, no
    I don’t really want no friends, I don’t really want no friends, no
    Scum Gang!


  • Famous Dex – Change Up xD Lyrics

    [ Intro ]
    I got you lil’ bro
    ( Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up )
    16 I told you, you got one
    Uh what, yeah, wait

    [ Hook: Famous Dex ]
    Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up
    Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh
    Bad bitch, watch me change, huh
    And she give me brain, [?]
    Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up
    Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh
    Bad bitch, watch me change, huh
    And she give me brain, [?]

    [ Verse 1: Famous Dex ]
    I don’t want you baby girl, you a slut
    16 on the beat, so you know we turnin’ up, ooh
    Got that dirty Sprite right up in my cup
    .30 by my gun, pussy nigga try your luck
    I’m with A$AP Illz in New York
    Fuck all these niggas, man these niggas really dork
    Ballin’ out, [?] out the court
    Gucci on my shirt, want the money i need mo’
    I don’t want you, baby girl you a hoe
    Sniffin’ on that coke, but she know she want some more
    16 on the beat, vans on my feet, i got diamonds on my teeth, ooh
    Dexter

    [ Hook: Famous Dex ]
    Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up
    Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh
    Bad bitch, watch me change, huh
    And she give me brain, [?]
    Your diamonds ain’t real, put the chain up
    Can’t fuck with fake niggas, man they change up, ooh
    Bad bitch, watch me change, huh
    And she give me brain, [?]


  • Pitbull – Free Free Free Lyrics

    [Intro: Pitbull]
    Now let me take you from Miami, the pineapple
    To New York, the big apple
    Now let’s escape, darling

    [Chorus: Theron Theron]
    Party jumpin’, until the morning
    Feeling free, free, free
    Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
    Feeling free, free, free
    Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
    We gon’ keep it going all night long
    Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
    Feeling free, free, free

    [Verse 1: Pitbull]
    Guess who’s back? Fresh off the boat
    Smelling like Bahamas, for sure
    I still got the ship escape
    Still the Godfather
    Still el Padrino, you know
    After dog, and kiss a little loose
    A lotta bout 3-0-5, no goose
    A straight walk a straight line, no juice
    Catch me on top of that ya, no roof
    Travel around the world like it’s a new sport
    Move and escape to New York
    Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
    Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

    [Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
    Tonight, tonight
    We gon’ have us a real good time
    Baby girl, how you so fine?
    Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
    Tonight, tonight
    We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
    Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
    Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

    [Chorus: Theron Theron]
    Party jumpin’, until the morning
    Feeling free, free, free
    Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
    Feeling free, free, free
    Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
    We gon’ keep it going all night long
    Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
    Feeling free, free, free

    [Verse 2: Pitbull]
    Wooo
    Guess who’s back? Yours truly
    Mr. Independent, welcome to the new me
    Nothing like freedom I’d love to be free
    A world takeover, times three
    Hardest working man in the game, that’s me
    He’s done, he’s over, he’s finished, let’s see (yeah right)
    You clearly don’t know me
    Mami wanna have some fun, mami show me
    Mami wanna party, I poured her some Voli
    She said I remember you at [?]
    I said baby that’s the old me
    Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
    Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

    [Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
    Tonight, tonight
    We gon’ have us a real good time
    Baby girl, how you so fine?
    Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
    Tonight, tonight
    We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
    Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
    Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

    [Chorus: Theron Theron]
    Party jumpin’, until the morning
    Feeling free, free, free
    Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
    Feeling free, free, free
    Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
    We gon’ keep it going all night long
    Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
    Feeling free, free, free

    [Hook: Theron Theron]
    Go like kambo, take me down low down low
    Party tempo, to the congo
    We’ve been drinkin’, making right decisions
    There’s no limit, everybody’s singing

    [Chorus: Theron Theron]
    Party jumpin’, until the morning
    Feeling free, free, free
    Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
    Feeling free, free, free
    Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
    We gon’ keep it going all night long
    Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
    Feeling free, free, free


  • XXXTENTACION – God Bless The Dead Lyrics

    Remix By DJ FORGOTTEN

    [Verse 1 – XXXTENTACION]

    You ever seen a nigga hung with a gold chain?
    I’d rather sing about the same things that we claim
    Such is bashful, but niggas like the task force
    Mobbin’ on the streets and robbin’ stores in ski masks, bruh
    Niggas ask for peace in a riot and bring violence
    ‘Cause it’s a game of cat and mouse and you gon’ bleed silent
    What’s the justice in sayin’ fuck it and grab the pump?
    Then kill a woman with many children makes you a chump
    Look at all the stores you wreckin’, nigga I reckon
    Think about the people who own it for about a second
    I know you got your problems, but brother, they got theirs
    This is not a game, quit violence and grow a pair
    But yo, you’d rather hear me say, “Fuck black prejudice!”
    “Let’s murder different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!”
    Views and etcetera, knives thrown
    Damage ’em, lives blown, oblivion hole cold, oblivious
    I won’t dare say that you should stop the fuckin’ ignorance
    Murder ops, killin’ shit, I’d enjoy the thrill of it
    Bath in blood of officers, different corpses, offin’ ’em
    Auction ’em, don’t you bark at ’em
    Murder ’em, never heard of ’em

    [Verse 2 – Notorious B.I.G.]

    Now I’m thirteen, smoking blunts, making cream
    On the drug scene, fuck a football team:
    Risking ruptured spleens by the age of sixteen
    Hearing the coach scream ain’t my lifetime dream!
    I mean I want to blow up, stack my dough up
    So school I didn’t show up, it fucked my flow up
    Mom said that I should grow up and check myself
    Before I wreck myself, disrespect myself
    Put the drugs on the shelf? Nah, couldn’t see it
    Scarface, King of New York, I want to be it
    Rap was secondary, money was necessary
    Until I got incarcerated–kinda scary
    C74-Mark 8 set me straight
    Not able to move behind the great steel gate
    Time to contemplate, damn, where did I fail?
    All the money I stacked was all the money for bail

    [Verse 3 – 2Pac]

    God bless the dead and buried, nigga, don’t worry
    If you see God first, tell him shit got worse
    I ain’t mad, I know you representin’ the crew
    And I can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew
    Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game
    If you a baller, money went as quick as it came
    My role models gone or they locked in the pen
    Straight hustlers caught up in the whirlwind
    The other day I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy
    Sayin’ shit don’t stop, nigga, no pity
    We all hoods and all we ever had was dreams
    Money makin’ motherfuckers plot scandalous schemes
    In the gutter you learn to have a criminal mind
    I was addicted to tryin’, never meant to do time
    My epitaph will read “was the last of G’s”
    Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed
    God bless the dead


  • NEEDTOBREATHE – Darling lyrics

    [Chorus]
    Darling, won’t you talk with me for a little while?
    We ain’t got nowhere to be, oh and I’ve come so many miles
    Darlin’, won’t you talk with me for a little while?
    Or at least until the baby cries or we both fall asleep

    [Verse 1]
    Oh I’ve been gone for so long
    I’m tired of seeing these things on my own
    I don’t wanna do this alone
    I don’t need New York or Paris or Rome
    O don’t wanna be on these screens
    I don’t care about all these places or things
    I just wanna be there with you
    The only thing that carries me through

    [Chorus]
    Darling, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    We ain’t got nowhere to be, oh and I’ve come so many miles
    Darlin’, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    Or at least until the baby cries or we both fall asleep

    [Verse 2]
    Oh and I know it’s hard to be home
    Tryin’ to take care of a house on your own
    I know that I’m supposed to be gone
    Well maybe that’s true, but it feels like it’s wrong
    I spend all these great nights alone
    With strangers and vagrants that I’ll never know
    I just wanna be there with you
    The only one that carries me through

    [Chorus]
    Darling, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    We ain’t got nowhere to be, oh and I’ve come so many miles
    Darlin’, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    Or at least until the baby cries or we both fall asleep

    [Chorus]
    Darling, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    We ain’t got nowhere to be, oh and I’ve come so many miles
    Darlin’, won’t you talk to me for a little while?
    Or at least until the baby cries or we both fall asleep


  • Ted Gardestad – Jag Bygger Ett Torn lyrics

    [vers 1]
    Dimma i New York
    Börsen har gått ner igen och flyget
    Står men husen häver sig så högt som en
    Fågel når

    [vers2]
    Vilse i New York
    Staden gömmer sig i morgondis
    Jag tar hissen upp mot molnen där
    Sikten är fri
    Jag bygger ett torn
    På kärlekens grund av evigt ljus
    Jag bygger ett torn för oss
    Med utsikt av änglars hus

    [vers 3]
    Skymning i New York
    Ljuset rinner ut vid gatans slut
    Brodway vill ta hand om mig men jag längtar
    Hem till dig
    Jag bygger ett torn
    På kärlekens grund av evig trohet
    Jag bygger ett torn för oss
    Som ingen kan riva ner
    Bygger ett torn för oss
    ………………
    Jag bygger ett torn för oss
    Med utsikt av änglars hus
    Bygger ett torn för oss


  • A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Way Too Fly Lyrics

    [Intro: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
    Yeah
    Oh yeah
    (Let’s go, let’s go)
    Yeah
    (Let’s go, let’s go)
    Oh yeah

    [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
    I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
    I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when it’s daylight
    But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
    I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
    If I say the right lines

    [Verse 1: Davido]
    [?], said you the one though
    Oh girl, I thought you said you the one
    For your [?] girl, I’ll be a lover
    [?], said you be the one
    [?]
    I was chilling by the bar
    Sippin’ at the sea, you was having sex on the beach
    Baby girl we gon’ shut down
    [?], we go one time
    This pussy got me on lockdown
    I like it when she comes around, yeah

    [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
    I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
    I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when it’s daylight
    But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
    I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
    If I say the right lines

    [Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I got the juice baby, yeah, put you in the mood baby, yeah
    Sex with you was too crazy, yeah, wish there was two of you baby
    Yeah, I need two of you, you should move how I move too, yeah
    Black hoodie and some black boots in the 2018 Benz coupe, yeah
    Left wrist lookin’ like ooh, and my pinky ring on froze, ooh yeah
    Diamonds looking so cold, like an angel in the snow, yeah oh
    All my niggas on go, act crazy on the road, mm-yeah
    My Patek used to be gold, now it’s 54 a show, mm-yeah

    [Chorus: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Davido]
    I’m way too fly, shine in the night time
    I’m a vampire but I don’t bite, come outside when its daylight
    But please don’t waste my time, I’m timeless I can’t lie
    I bet I can hit it, give me one night (give me one night)
    If I say the right lines

    [Outro: Davido]
    Shout out to my New York baby
    Shout out to my [?]
    Shout out to my African baby
    Love to my London lady


  • Carnage – Visa Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Don’t let me, don’t let me
    Don’t let me, me, me down
    Don’t let me, don’t let me
    Don’t let me, me, me down
    You will see, you will see
    You will see how
    You will see

    [Verse 1]
    You will see how I want you bad
    See you at my place
    She knows I do this for a reason
    I want you in the deep end
    But I know how to treat you
    You’re crazy if you think I’d leave you
    Baby I am what you need, oh
    What you need, oh

    [Chorus]
    But I’d do anything to please her
    I’d do anything to please her
    Without you, I swear I just freeze up
    Let’s throw everything on Visa

    [Break]
    I want you bad
    See you
    At my place, deep end
    You will…
    Yeah, yeah

    [Verse 2]
    Young Troy, New York with your visa
    Young Troy, you a genius
    It’s too late, too late, I crossed the border, I’m not leavin’
    You waited for me, I can’t wait to make it home
    I act like I don’t need you and I know it’s wrong
    But, I’d never throw your love away
    I want you to stay
    In the back of my mind, know you’ll stay
    I’d never throw your love away
    I want you to stay
    In the back of my mind, know you’ll stay

    [Chorus]
    But I’d do anything to please her
    I’d do anything to please her
    Without you, I swear I just freeze up
    Let’s throw everything on Visa
    I would do anything to please her
    We could get away from [?]
    We could get away from here, to please her

    [Break]
    I want you bad
    See you
    At my place, deep end
    You will…
    I want you in the…
    I want you bad
    See you
    At my place, deep end
    You will…
    I want you bad
    See you
    At my place, deep end
    You will…


  • ASAP Rocky – A$AP Forever (feat. Moby)

    [Intro: A$AP Rocky]
    Gang, gang, gang

    [Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
    They talkin’ down on my name, don’t let ’em run off with the name
    Man I just run with the gang, A$AP boys came with the flame
    Gang, gang, they talkin’ down on the gang
    They wanna rep with the name, but this ain’t no regular name
    Gang, gang, they tryna run with the name
    I might pull up with three K, but I do not fuck with no Klan
    Gang gang, them boys not flexin’ the same
    I’m done with adjustin’ to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
    Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
    I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang
    It’s time to fuck up the whole game!

    [Verse: A$AP Rocky]
    Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods
    In love with my bitch cause she bi
    My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, "Cover your eyes
    Cause smokin’ with me, you go blind"
    She losin’ her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
    Convincin’ my bitch to go blonde
    Was born in the dark, I can’t even open my blinds
    On Yams and that’s word to my mom
    Margiela Mad Man with cases I’m still tryna beat
    A bunch of shit from a long time ago
    The bigger they are, the harder they fall
    Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos
    When it’s my time to go, adios, vamonos
    Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos
    Dealing with life and its highs and lows
    I’m just livin’ like I’m supposed
    I guess it’s called livin’, shit I suppose
    I’m on my live alone, die VLONE
    You talk about spending or buyin’ clothes
    I’m ’bout my business but I’m alone
    I still had the vision when I was broke, fuckin’ on bitches and foreign hoes
    Flyin’ out womens to borin’ shows, I pray to God I don’t overdose
    I put A$AP on my tat, I put New York on the map
    I put the gang on the flame, they gon’ remember the name
    They robbin’ boys for the chain, I got Goyard by the sack
    I got the boof by the pack, I fucked your boo in her back

    [Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
    Gang, gang, them boys not flexing the same
    I’m done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
    Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
    I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang
    It’s time to fuck up the whole game!
    (Game, game, game, game)

    [Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Khloe Anna]
    Gang, gang
    They tryna front on the gang, they gon’ remember my name
    True to truth somehow (gang, gang)
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    They tryna front on the gang
    Truth somehow
    Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now

    [Outro: Khloe Anna & Moby]
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    In my dreams, I’m dying all the time
    True to truth somehow
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    Then I wake, it’s kaleidoscopic mind
    But never truly lied at all
    But never truly lied at all, then and now
    I never meant to hurt you (then and now)
    I never meant to lie


  • 6ix9ine – Wish You Never Done That Lyrics

    [Verse]
    Wish you never done that, I come back
    Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
    Wish you never wore that, so run that
    Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat
    Wish you never done that, I come back
    Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
    Wish you never wore that, so run that
    Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat

    [Verse]
    Wish I could bring Pun back
    Blaow, nigga, run that
    Tear that lil’ body, yeah we gon’ let these hoes out
    Shocka bring stacks back, Kyle let the MAC clap
    Tell they feet pick up, yeah, ’bout to give you niggas hell
    Blicky make the nigga yell, bring me the beams
    Made em scream when a nigga fell
    Shootout with the law, all the Mark forces in jail
    Niggas say they love me
    But I can see it in these niggas’ eyes, they don’t wish me well
    I don’t need the company, they smiling when a nigga fell
    Seein’ that I’m poppin’ them shots I’m like “go out”
    40 snitches, 40 snitches, that man’s a no-tell
    Digging ditches, 40 niggas, toss ’em in, so well
    Drive by, leave him in the street, nigga road-kill
    HBA, gold front, let me guess, so trill?
    Nigga this New York
    Make the wrong move and the goon let twos spark
    So work hard and move salt

    [Verse]
    Wish you never done that, I come back
    Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
    Wish you never wore that, so run that
    Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat
    Wish you never done that, I come back
    Wish you never plugged that, I bust back
    Wish you never wore that, so run that
    Wish I could bring South back, I love Stat


  • Sean Paul & David Guetta – Mad Love (feat. Becky G)

    [Intro: Becky G]
    Jiggle up yuh body
    Jiggle up yuh sinting

    [Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
    Love me, love me like that
    Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
    Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me, give me some mad love

    [Chorus: Becky G]
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Love me, give me some mad love

    [Verse 1: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Baby girl cau’ me lovin’ how your body fat
    Gimme some a dat
    Lovin’ how your booty pop when the beat drop
    Come in my baby when you do it is a wrap
    Love the energy when you fling it up back
    Steppin’ in gyal you pepparin’, you ever look hot
    Epic win gyal, you know say you never yet flop
    I know I see weh mi wah fi attack
    Mi eye deh ‘pon she, precise and exact

    [Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo)
    Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart
    (Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
    Good lord, why you going so hard? (Do it, girl)
    Boy, I’m tryna to be good but you’re making me be so bad
    (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me like we ain’t never let go (How you mean?)
    Love me, love me like that
    Poco poco, muy, muy lento (Zeen!)
    Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me, give me some mad love

    [Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi bang)
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo (Woop, woop, woop, woop)
    Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)

    [Verse 2: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Spin like a propeller you a da in ting
    Spin my girl, cau’ you know how to swing
    Jiggle up your body, Jiggle up di sinting
    Unquestionable you a run the sinting
    Stepping in, ’bout to get it but you ever look hot
    I’m the queen, boy, you know that you never yet flop
    Are yoy ready fi a night of loving wid the stamina king?
    Mi hear you body callin’

    [Pre-Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Good lord, girl, yuh going so hard (Woo, woo, woo)
    Girl your legs look the best when I’m spreadin’ the two apart
    (Oh, yeah yeah yeah)
    Good lord, why you makin’ it so hard?
    Ain’t it good enough for you
    You ready break down my guard (Bing, bing, bing)
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me like we ain’t never let go (Let go)
    Love me, love me like that
    Poco poco, muy, muy lento
    Take your time and do it just like we were in Jamaica or New York
    (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
    Love me, love me like that
    Love me, give me some mad love

    [Chorus: Sean Paul & Becky G]
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Love me, give me some mad love (Bidi, bang, bang, bang)
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Watch the tempo, watch the tempo
    Love me, give me some mad love (Woop, woop, woop, woop)