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  • Calogero – 1987 Lyrics

    Tu te souviens
    Les couleurs sur les baskets
    Les crayons dans les cassettes
    Je rembobine
    Tu te souviens
    Tous ces rêves plein nos disquettes
    À Paris c’était les States
    1987

    [Chorus]
    Il y a certains jours où je reprends mon skate
    Et je vais faire un tour en 1987
    Il y a certains jours dans lesquels je me jette
    Et je suis de retour en 1987
    Tu sais de tous ces jours y’a rien que je regrette
    Mais parfois je retourne en 1987, en 87

    Tu te souviens
    Les survêt et les houpettes
    Sabrina et 7 sur 7
    Dans la cuisine c’était rien

    Que 12 mois sur la planète
    L’URSS, INXS
    On chantait I want your sex

    [Chorus]
    Il y a certains jours où je reprends mon skate

    Et je vais faire un tour en 1987
    Il y a certains jours dans lesquels je me jette
    Et je suis de retour en 1987
    Tu sais de tous ces jours y’a rien que je regrette
    Mais parfois je retourne en 1987, en 87

    Tu verras bien qu’un jour une chanson dans la tête
    Tu auras à ton tour ton 1987
    Tu verras bien qu’un jour une chanson dans la tête
    Tu auras à ton tour ton 1987
    C’est tout ce que je te souhaite
    Tu auras à ton tour ton 1987
    C’est tout ce que je te souhaite
    Tu auras à ton tour ton 1987
    C’est tout ce que je te souhaite
    Tu auras à ton tour ton 1987
    Tu te souviens
    J’aime les paroles


  • Nav – Chirp Lyrics (feat. Quavo)

    [NAV:]
    (Mmm, my phone gon’ chirp, mmm)
    (My phone gon’ chirp) Yeah, yeah whassup? (My phone gon’ chirp)
    (My phone gon’ chirp) Um, I’m still, I’m still recording
    You wanna come by? (My phone gon’ chirp)
    (My phone gon’ chirp, gotta bend these Percs)

    Breakin’ down, get a brick like a Kit-Kat (Ayy, yeah)
    Rockin’ all designer clothes but it’s mismatched (Ayy)
    I don’t ever worry ’bout where a bitch at
    Drivin’ packs on the road, had to vis’ that (Let’s go, brr)
    I’ma get the Rollie slime green, slatt, slatt (Slatt)
    She movin’ out the way every time a bag back (Skrrt)
    Spend a hundred fifty K, get my wrist wrapped
    I could put the money up, I know I get it back
    Both of my pinkies got riggity-rocks (Bling, rocks)
    I could get birds by the flickity-flock (Brr)
    Shoppin’ in Paris for drippity-drop
    Makin’ hits, I never flippity-flop (Flop)
    I can ‘t just let any bitch into my spot
    Before you get in, are you f*ckin’ or not?
    All tanks on top, I don’t care for the box
    She on the way, I fell asleep on the Wock’ (Yeah)
    Pullin’ out bitches from the crowd at my show
    Like a hood girl, I don’t like pink toes (Yeah)
    I think I’ma keep her, I’m impressed by her throat
    Bought the bitch a Benz with a Prada pink coat (Yeah)
    Yeah I pop pills, I been rollin’ all day
    Ain’t a bad bitch in my city I ain’t slay (Yeah)
    Wake up in the mornin’ ‘fore I eat a good cake
    Don’t wanna hear your problems, got a lot on my plate

    [NAV:]
    My phone gon’ chirp (Brrt)
    Drivin’ Bentley, vert (Skrrt)
    Try to put me in the dirt (Dirt)
    But I broke the curse (Curse)
    Cash said, "Eighty for a verse" (Yeah)
    Said, "You got half, less work" (Yeah)
    Almost got attached to the Percs (Percs)
    Pop another Addy, go to work (Skrrt, let’s go)
    [Quavo:]
    Sippin’ on drank (Syrup, drank), sippin’ on drank (Sy-syrup, drank)

    Told her put the money in her skirt (Skrrt)
    Told her, "Bend that ass," she squirt (Squirtle)
    Diamonds gon’ bling like blurr
    Drip, clear water, pure water, surfer (Oh)
    Flip, l this money I get (Cash)
    Pullin’ up money, I’m watchin’ your bitch, strip, strip (Pop it)

    [Quavo:]
    My whip is exotic, my bitch is exotic
    And we on the block with narcotics (Narc’)
    AK won’t fit in my pocket, we order five profits to the tropics (Oh)
    I want two humid M’s ain’t no option
    We keep on poppin’ pills ’til it’s toxic (Yeah)
    Dirty the money, laundry, had to wash it (Yeah)
    I put the bounty on him, had to drop it (Drop it, uh)
    On the phone, put ’em on a lil’ lick (Brrt)
    If you hit, I’ma get a lil’ rich (Brrt)
    Don’t call if it don’t make sense (Don’t call)
    Don’t make cheese it don’t make sense (No, no)
    Got too many tings on the leash (Too)
    Good dope make ’em turn to a fiend (No)
    Alicia (No), Alicia (Alicia), Alicia when I play with the keys

    [NAV:]
    My phone gon’ chirp (Brrt)
    Drivin’ Bentley, vert (Skrrt)
    Try to put me in the dirt (Dirt)
    But I broke the curse (Curse, ain’t no mind)
    Cash said, "Eighty for a verse" (Yeah, yeah)
    Said, "You got half, less work" (Yeah, let’s work)
    Almost got attached to the Percs (Percs)
    Pop another Addy, go to work (Skrrt, let’s go)
    [Quavo:]
    Sippin’ on drank (Syrup, sippin’ on drank)
    Sippin’ on drank (Sy-syrup, sippin’ on drank)
    Told her put the money in her skirt (Skrrt)
    Told her, "Bend that ass," she squirt (Squirtle)
    Diamonds gon’ bling like blurr
    Drip, clear water, pure water, surfer (Oh)
    Flip, l this money I get (Cash)
    Pullin’ up money, I’m watchin’ your bitch, strip, strip (Ayy)

    [Quavo:]
    Mmm-mmm
    Mmm-mmm, mmm
    Mmm-mmm
    Mmm-mmm, mmm


  • Ruth B. – Sycamore Tree Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Verse 1]
    I don’t trust a lot, but I think I trust you
    I keep to myself, but I’m crazy as well
    And I know I don’t know a lot about you
    And you know you don’t know a lot about me
    But, I’ll give you my time if you give me your mind

    You feel so brand new, like I’ve never felt this before
    I thought I found love, but I’m always left wanting more
    And I know it’s not easy opening up
    But when I’m with you I can’t enough
    So, I’ll give you my mind if you give me your time

    [Chorus]
    So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
    Tell me ’bout your family and all your greatest fears
    I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
    So meet me when the sun’s out we talk all about you and me
    Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree

    [Verse 2]
    Come explore my thoughts, that I don’t let most people see
    Then I’ll dive into your heart, to find out what makes it beat
    Just a little faster when you’re alone
    Tell me ’bout the things that make you feel
    So, good in your soul then I’ll give you my own

    [Chorus]
    So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
    Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
    I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
    So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
    Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree

    [Bridge]
    You want to go to Paris, I want to go to space
    You like the way I kiss you, I see it on your face
    You know my favorite color, I know you don’t have one
    Time stops when we’re together

    [Chorus]
    So can we skip the small talk and go straight to our dreams?
    Tell me about your family and all your greatest fears
    I want your ideas on how you plan to save the world
    So meet me when the sun’s out, we can talk all about you and me
    Take a right on Front Street, I’ll be underneath the sycamore tree


  • Ace Hood – In My Bag Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Ay dios mios!
    Body Bag (Bag)
    Oh yeah, nigga (Uh)
    I wanna take off
    Uh

    [Verse: Ace Hood]
    Raise up my levels, I’m doing it
    I bought some Balenci’s and ruined them
    That shit on the dash, I’m doing it
    The vision aligned, I’m doing it
    My Queen on her shit and she doing it
    Want it, she on it, pursuing it
    I’m with the kids then I’m in the gym, then I’m in the studio doing it
    Miss me with all the confusion, I leave it all in the music
    You niggas square as a rubix, I’m in a pair of the newest
    I’m out in Paris, I’m doing it
    Under influence, I’m wooing it
    I hear your music, I’m booing it
    You lay a finger, I’m queuing it
    I let her pull on the roots, I wanna feel on her roots
    So much shit I’d do, let that freon loose
    You got that peon juice
    Neon whip, on coupe
    Talk my shit, I bought a new stick
    I ain’t even planning on shooting up shit
    No way could change, memory lane
    I’m in the parks where my enemies hang
    Fuck it I’m loose, don’t be a goof
    This nigga going too dumb in the booth
    I got that pressure, applying it too
    I been that nigga since Daisy Duke’s
    I hit that button, now where’s the roof?
    Speaking of GOAT, nigga here’s the proof
    Heard they was talking, he signed to who?
    I’m in the suit for the randevu
    Caught in the moment, I’m trying to groove
    Militant minded, you know how I move
    I’m in the space of the manifest, ain’t got no time for the internet
    I got the slightest of one regret
    I should of worked with that nigga X (XX Live Long)
    Bless souls, live long
    Still here writing my wrongs
    Plenty hits in my phone
    Push to start and I’m gone
    Revving the engine, it’s heavy
    Rollie and ring, I’m petty
    Caking this shit like a Deli
    Whipping this bitch like a Deli
    Body!
    Bag


  • Lil Tracy – I Could Fuck All My Exes Lyrics

    Yeah
    Yuh, yuh

    I could fuck all of my exes, yuh
    I could fuck all of their best friends
    I can fuck all of my exes
    I can fuck all of their best friends
    Niggas jealous on my necklace
    Tryna message all my exes
    I’m just tryna get a Lexus
    So I’m flexin’ n’ finessin’
    Flexin’ n’ finessin’, yah
    I can fuck all of my exes

    My main bitch too precious
    Lil mama, ain’t dressin’
    I’m leavin’ my pants, yuh
    Pants ’em from Paris, yuh
    Girl [?] she’s parents
    She said she like what I’m wearin’
    Used to be a little nigga, yuh
    Tracy got a lot bigger, yuh
    Fuck niggas, I switched up, ay
    Don’t be mad, if I don’t pick up, yeah

    I’m prolly on the road, yeah
    You’re prolly a hoe, yeah
    I’m choosin’ all my hoe, ay
    I’m choosin’ all my old hoe

    I can fuck all of my exes, yuh
    I could fuck all of their best friends
    But I learned my lesson
    My new bitch Cinderella
    Think she forbidden as rella
    You smoking girls more better, yuh
    Glocks in the [?]
    Niggas think they clever

    I can fuck all of my exes
    I can all of their best friends
    Niggas jealous on my necklace
    Tryna message all my exes
    I’m just tryna get a Lexus
    So I’m flexin’ n’ finessin’
    Tryna pull up in a Lexus, yuh
    That’s why you know that I’m flexin’
    Black in the day you was flexin’, ay
    Now I’m ignoring your texts, yah
    If I bring to this mansion
    Girl will be your ex bitch, yah
    I could fuck all of my exes, yuh
    But I live in the present, yuh


  • Yung Bans – In My Underwear Lyrics

    [Intro: Baka]
    Murda on the beat so it’s not nice

    [Chorus]
    Yeah, slidin’ down yo block, big Glock in my underwear
    Police pull me over right now, I’m gon’ get the chair
    This a dirty game, if you gon’ play, you gotta stay aware
    Niggas doin’ all that talkin’, ain’t no action, how I know you scared
    Takin’ trips, private jet, fly the goons to Paris
    All this damn… damn designer I don’t even wear it
    Came straight out the jungle, lions, tigers, bears, I ain’t scared
    My aura different, just somethin’ ’bout me, niggas can’t compare

    [Verse 1]
    Ayy, yeah, niggas be singin’ like PnB Rock
    Yellow duct tape, we don’t need no chalk
    Put holes in a nigga, look like Crocs
    Bird gang shit, all the birds gon’ flock
    Be with them eagles, a couple of hawks
    My niggas deceivin’ like fuck what you thought
    Ain’t sparin’ these niggas, I’m takin’ ’em all
    No love for a bitch, I just bust in her jaw
    Fuck that bitch so good I can cheat, she ain’t gon’ go nowhere
    Try to snatch these chains, you gon’ die, nigga, I double dare
    Popped too many Percs like it’s J, I don’t do no heroin
    My heart in the streets ’til I die like we fuckin’ married
    I know these broke ass niggas can’t stand me (Ooh, they can’t stand me)
    I got a stick, that bitch come in handy (Come in, come in handy)
    I’m so hot, don’t know how I’m landin’ (Don’t know how I’m landing)
    Before you judge, try to understand me

    [Chorus]
    Yeah, slidin’ down yo block, big Glock in my underwear
    Police pull me over right now, I’m gon’ get the chair
    This a dirty game, if you gon’ play, you gotta stay aware
    Niggas doin’ all that talkin’, ain’t no action, how I know you scared
    Takin’ trips, private jet, fly the goons to Paris
    All this damn… damn designer I don’t even wear it
    Came straight out the jungle, lions, tigers, bears, I ain’t scared
    My aura different, just somethin’ ’bout me, niggas can’t compare


  • Little Mix – Only You (Acoustic) Lyrics

    [Verse 1: Perrie]
    Dancing with your silhouette in the places that we met
    Ooh, tryna find you in the moon
    Paris never feels the same, when the streets all call your name
    Ooh, so I hide in crowded rooms

    [Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne]
    And I’ll follow right down the river
    Where the ocean meets the sky
    To you, to you

    [Chorus: Jade]
    Once upon a time, we had it all
    Somewhere down the line we went and lost it
    One brick at a time we watched it fall
    I’m broken here tonight and darling, no one else can fix me
    Only you, only you
    And no one else can fix me, only you
    Only you, only you
    And no one else can fix me, only you, oh

    [Post-Chorus: Jade]
    Oh, no one else can fix me, only you
    (Only you)
    Oh, no one else can fix me, only you

    [Verse 2: Jesy & Trevor]
    Did I let go of your hand for a castle made of sand?
    Ooh, that fell into the blue
    I went following the sun to be alone with everyone
    Ooh, looking ’round a crowded room

    [Pre-Chorus: Leigh-Anne & Trevor]
    And I’ll follow right down the river
    Where the ocean meets the sky
    To you, to you

    [Chorus: Little Mix & Trevor]
    Once upon a time, we had it all (We had it all, mmm)
    Somewhere down the line we went and lost it (We went and lost it)
    One brick at a time we watched it fall (Fall)
    I’m broken here tonight and darling, no one else can fix me
    Only you, only you (Yeah)
    And no one else can fix me, only you (on-ly you, yeah)
    Only you, (Nobody else), only you (Oh, oh)
    And no one else can fix me, only you (aw)
    And no one else can fix me, only you
    (Only you)
    And no one else can fix me, only you

    [Chorus: Trevor, {Little Mix}, (Perrie)]
    {Only you}, only you, {only you}, only you
    {And no one else can fix me, only you} (Only you, oh)
    {Only you}, only you, {only you}, only you
    {And no one else can fix me, only you}


  • 5 Seconds of Summer – Killer Queen Lyrics

    [Intro]
    She’s a Killer Queen
    Gunpowder, gelatine
    Dynamite with a laser beam

    [Verse 1]
    She keeps Moët et Chandon
    In her pretty cabinet
    ‘Let them eat cake,’ she says
    Just like Marie Antoinette
    A built-in remedy
    For Khrushchev and Kennedy
    At anytime an invitation
    You can’t decline

    Caviar and cigarettes
    Well versed in etiquette
    Extraordinarily nice

    [Chorus]
    She’s a Killer Queen
    Gunpowder, gelatine
    Dynamite with a laser beam
    Guaranteed to blow your mind
    Anytime

    Recommended at the price
    Insatiable an appetite
    Wanna try?

    [Instrumental Break]

    [Verse 3]
    To avoid complications
    She never kept the same address
    In conversation
    She spoke just like a baroness
    Met a man from China
    Went down to Geisha Minah
    Then again incidentally
    If you’re that way inclined

    Perfume came naturally from Paris
    For cars she couldn’t care less
    Fastidious and precise

    [Chorus]
    She’s a Killer Queen
    Gunpowder, gelatine
    Dynamite with a laser beam
    Guaranteed to blow your mind
    Anytime

    [Instrumental Break]

    [Bridge]
    Drop of a hat she’s as willing as
    Playful as a pussy cat
    Then momentarily out of action
    Temporarily out of gas
    To absolutely drive you wild, wild
    She’s all out to get you

    [Chorus]
    She’s a Killer Queen
    Gunpowder, gelatine
    Dynamite with a laser beam
    Guaranteed to blow your mind
    Anytime

    Recommended at the price
    Insatiable an appetite
    Wanna try?
    You wanna try


  • Kevin Gates – I Got U Lyrics

    [Chorus: Kevin Gates]
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real
    In the mirror
    I’m him
    Don’t trip
    I got you
    I got you
    I got me
    Just get you
    Selfish, it’s not true
    I’mma show you how I can do
    Throw it back when you rock the move
    Reason why I probably rock with you
    I got me
    I got you
    On the real
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real

    [Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
    Dirty dollar getter
    On the phone with one of my hittas
    Drop the bands
    Pots and pans
    In the kitchen, bagin up sand
    I’m not carin’
    One of my mans
    He owed me 100 bands
    Say no names
    [?]
    Push one button your feet the air
    All for me to sit back in this chair
    I’m hands on I’m everywhere
    [?]
    Cold sport but Life ain’t fair
    Go back platinum one more time
    After that its
    Say she love me okay yeah
    Let me rip and go somewhere
    Step out dressed in sweatsuit dapper
    They might say I’m [?]
    In the slums you never there
    Paid protection, you meant protection
    Big old weapon bottle [?]
    From the projects we in Paris
    [?]
    Sipping fanta out a can

    [Chorus: Kevin Gates]
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real
    In the mirror
    I’m him
    Don’t trip
    I got you
    I got you
    I got me
    Just get you
    Selfish, it’s not true
    I’mma show you how I can do
    Throw it back when you rock the move
    Reason why I don’t prolly rock with you
    I got me
    I got you
    On the real
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real

    [Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
    Screeching macking bouncing
    Big old booty bouncing
    I’m pouring up two ounces
    This shit flow like a fountain
    This shit tall like a mountain
    We in here money counting
    Sometimes its so astounding
    Blowing this loud we lounging
    Fix your face stop pouting
    Bae I’mma take you shopping
    I told you stop [?]
    GPS re-routing
    When [?]
    You better not get to shouting
    I’ll show you I’m really about it
    Don’t make no scene in public
    [?]
    Get in this room, get full of this liquor, same one I dick you down in
    [?] making that face I’m pounding
    Making that face you [?]

    [Chorus: Kevin Gates]
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real
    In the mirror
    I’m him
    Don’t trip
    I got you
    I got you
    I got me
    Just get you
    Selfish, it’s not true
    I’mma show you how I can do
    Throw it back when you rock the move
    Reason why I don’t prolly rock with you
    I got me
    I got you
    On the real
    Do you feel
    This here
    In your ear
    Dick up here
    In your ribs
    On the real
    From the real


  • Aminé – DR. WHOEVER Lyrics

    [Intro: Rickey Thompson]
    Sad on your muthafuckin b-day? Bitch, what the fuck?! Don’t you realize you poppin’? Every time you walk in the room you break necks. Necks?! But you tellin’ me you sad on your muthafuckin’ b-day
    Yeah
    Yeah

    [Verse 1: Aminé]
    Yeah
    I sit here and tell you my problems
    That’s how this work, right?
    I’m s’posed to be open and honest
    But I got time, right?
    My niggas having sessions and I’m doin’ sessions
    Can’t man up if masculinity your only weapon
    Man, I’ve thought about suicide a hundred times
    But, I’d hate to disappoint and see my momma cry
    Birthdays these days be the worst days
    ‘Cause I know I’m getting older and not happier
    Me and my father love each other but we barely show it
    He hates that I left home and the lawn is now his to mow it
    He look at my generation and think that fashion’s over
    I kill my sister if she ever model Fashion Nova (true)
    I’m always on a flight, or I’m in a hurry
    I miss when losing my virginity was my only worry
    Back when putting on a condom had me really scary
    And milkshakes were the only time we’d eat a cherry
    I think learning how to eat pussy from someone who eat pussy
    Is better than learning from someone who doesn’t
    And that’s word to my ex
    And that’s word to my tongue
    And that’s word to the woman who had my heart beatin’ drums
    Yeah
    Love is what I cherished and Miss Parrish
    Flew all the way to Paris and we made out on my terrace
    I kept it on the low low, cause I was in love
    And the shade I had in my room was already enough
    I’m going on some dates and I’m making some plans
    But it’s hard to find some love if the girl is a fan
    And after we fuck, she want a picture with me
    She got me feeling like Paper Boi, but I cry when she leaves

    [Chorus: Aminé]
    These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
    They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
    Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
    Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever
    I said, I said
    These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
    They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
    Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
    Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

    [Interlude]
    Yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, woo
    Yes sir, yeah, look

    [Verse 2: Aminé]
    Boy, you looking big mad
    When you see a young brotha up in first class
    And you damn right my ego like Lavar ball
    And they hate to see a black man who can’t get blackballed
    I said my paper long
    My paper long
    You damn right, bitch
    My paper long
    It’s that yellow, mellow, fellow
    Yeah, that Yellowstone
    Play the cello for the fellows, fake as silicone
    I went from plaque in my teeth
    To having plaques on the wall
    Gold album, with platinum records who woulda thought
    Young nigga, like Jigga
    Tryna make me a boss
    I’ll take my momma to Louis
    And take your girl to the Ross nigga
    Back in the muthafuckin’ building
    Your boo thing want my children
    My net worth gon’ be a billion
    Shorty gimme head like ceiling
    Dick disappear chameleon
    And like I’m muthafuckin rollin [?]
    My whip bought, it’s not stolen

    [Chorus: Aminé]
    These intros ain’t meant to be bangers
    They meant for you and me so we’ll never end up as strangers
    Will Ferrell’s ass can’t even handle this weather
    Tune in your speakers and please be my Dr. Whoever

    [Verse 3: Aminé]
    Hey doc, do I tell em how I actually feel?
    Or do I see a therapist and numb the pain with the pills
    They swear niggas play tough won’t even smile in mirrors
    And we learn to fuck hoes off trial and error
    Friday nights, where them broke niggas ball out
    And Amine be the name that your girlfriend gon call out
    To all my niggas with some melanin
    Let your feelings settle in
    If you feelin’ worthless you should probably go and tell a friend, yeah
    But, I should take that advice
    This year has been crazy
    What the fuck is my life
    My best friend got married
    You can bet that I cried
    I met Spike and Brad Pitt, no malls I’m Saks Fifth, nigga

    [Outro: Rickey Thompson]
    Get your shit together and turn the fuck up!


  • Nicki Minaj – Hard White lyrics

    [Chorus]
    Work hard, just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back
    Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
    (Straight up, straight up)
    I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
    I used to work hard just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back

    [Verse 1]
    Ayo, just last week I told ’em to pick a side
    I bust shots, don’t duck if it don’t apply
    Bae out in Paris, he told me to pick a ride
    Sike, made you look, I still didn’t pick a guy
    I’m the trophy of the game, everybody tryna win me
    Me, Olivier, Jourdan Dunn, my baby, Winnie
    Partying in Paris, these bitches is embarassed
    ‘Cause they know I’m the queen, I still didn’t pick an heiress
    Mirror, mirror, who’s the fairest?
    You the motherfucking fairest, Nicki
    What I drop on this watch?
    I don’t know, about a hundred-fifty
    I’m who they wishin’ to be
    These hoes is on the ‘Gram, Nicki pitchin’ the ki’
    ‘Bout to cop Neverland, Michael up in the tree
    You got bars and still broke? You might as well took the plea, uh
    Be in the bando or would you rather move weight, Don Pablo? Uh

    [Chorus]
    Work hard, just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back
    Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
    (Straight up, straight up)
    I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
    I used to work hard just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back

    [Verse 2]
    Ayo, just last week I told ’em they run done
    My legacy could never be undone
    I’m a prodigy, R.I.P Thun-Thun
    Got these bitches shook, they shocked, no stun-gun
    I’m the billy, billy goat, the goat, the goat’s here
    Vintage Hermès by Jean Paul Gaultier
    Lagerfeld customize my gold chair
    I run the point, you bitches just go cheer
    Uh, look at my knockoffs, I told ’em knock it off
    Anything that Nicki do, you know they knock it off
    Put my crown on again, and I’ma knock it off
    Anything with Nicki in it, they gonna pocket off
    I mean profit off, my plug drop it off
    You see them copyin’ my hair, tell ’em, “Chop it off!”
    Uh, bad gyal with the, top is off
    You nuh see him downgrade when mi drop ’em off
    Uh, I ain’t never played a hoe position
    I ain’t ever have to strip to get the pole position
    Hoes is dissin’? Okay, these hoes is wishin’
    You’re in no position to come for O’s position
    I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position
    I ain’t movin’ weight, but I’m in the dope position

    [Chorus]
    Work hard, just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back
    Now I’m gettin’ to it that way
    (Straight up, straight up)
    I ain’t coming through unless the bag straight
    I used to work hard just to get half back
    Used to work hard, just to get half back

    [Outro]
    W-w-w-w-w-work hard
    W-w-w-w-w-work hard
    J-j-just last week, I told ’em to pick a side
    I-I-I bust shots, don’t duck if they don’t apply


  • Beyonce And Jay-Z – LoveHappy lyrics

    [Verse 1: Beyonce & Jay-Z]
    Happily in love, haters please forgive me
    I let my wife write the will, I pray my children outlive me
    I give my daughter our custom dress, so she gon’ be litty
    Vintage pieces by the time she hit the city, yeah-ah
    Bitches strength, I see nobody f*ckin’ wit’ him
    Pretty thug, out the third ward, hit me
    Sir asked it, like is that sh*t, is trippy (uh-huh)
    Twinning, Blue and Rumi [?]
    (Happy in love)
    Sitting, docked at the bay wit’ a big yacht
    Sippin’ Yamazaki on the rocks
    He went to [?], I went to [?] out in Paris
    Yeah, you f*cked up the first time, we had to get remarried
    Yo, chill man
    We keepin’ it real with these people right?
    Lucky I ain’t kill you when I met that b- (Nah, aight, aight )
    Y’all know how I met her, we broke up and got back together
    To get her back, I had to sweat her
    Y’all could make her with a bag, I had to change the weather
    Move the whole family west but its whatever
    In a glass house still throwing stones
    Hova, Beezus, watch the thrones
    (Happy in love)

    [Chorus: Beyonce]
    You did some things to me, boy you do some things to me
    But love is deeper than your pain and I believe you can change
    Baby, the ups and downs are worth it, don’t wait to go, but we’ll work it
    We’re flawed but we’re still perfect for each other
    Sometimes I thought we’d never see the light
    Went through hell with heaven on our side
    This beach ain’t always been no paradise
    But nightmares only last one night
    (Happy in love)

    [Verse 3: Jay-Z & Beyonce]
    No more clubs and Cali-curfews (one night )
    Just call it affairs in a tighter circle
    Lost for [?] in small [?], woo
    Just hood ass nigga’s in designer suits
    Follow my [?] on a truth in Aaliyah boots, yeah, yeah
    Amelia Earhart, flyer than who? (yeah, yeah)
    Fake news y’all choose, we no lie
    No photoshop, just real life
    (Happy in love)

    [Chorus: Beyonce]
    You did some things to me, boy you do some things to me
    But love is deeper than your pain and I believe you can change
    Baby, the ups and downs are worth it, don’t wait to go, but we’ll work it
    We’re flawed but we’re still perfect for each other
    Sometimes I thought we’d never see the light
    Went through hell with heaven on our side
    This beach ain’t always been no paradise
    But nightmares only last one night

    [Outro: Beyonce]
    Damn, look at us now
    Pray, pray for the vows
    Way up now, yes, and a way, long way down
    We came, and we saw, and we conquered it all
    We came, and we conquered, now we’re happy in love


  • 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


  • DJ Mustard & RJmrLA – Hard Way lyrics

    (feat. Rae Sremmurd)

    [Intro: RJMrLA & YG]
    All my niggas worked for this shit
    Mustard on the beat, hoe!

    [Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
    Had to do this shit the hard way
    Came up, yeah, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Young nigga, mixing Henny with the Rose
    Ay, with the Rose, yeah
    Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

    [Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
    Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion

    [Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
    Ay, check out my passion
    Fresh out of Paris, put that on my taxes
    Came up from nothing, I flex with a passion
    Benjamin Button, I count that shit backwards

    [Verse 2: RJMrLA]
    Hundreds and fifties in Jacksons
    I mash my heat with my jackets
    Max’d out my card up in Maxfield
    That’s for all my flaws in the backfield
    Front lie with my main side hoes
    Said they want Barry’s, not Domino’s

    [Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
    All in my face, girl, tell me what’s the reason?
    Top shelf OG, man I’m barely even breathing
    If I say, I imported my car, would you believe me?
    Brand new Fendi jacket, it don’t come out ’till next season
    I gotta get this money, like a junky I be fiending
    And since we grind together, I got all my niggas with me, yeah

    [Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
    Had to get this shit the hard way
    Came up, yeah, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Young nigga, mixing Hen with the Rose
    Ay, with the Rose, yeah
    Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

    [Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
    Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
    Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
    Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion

    [Verse 4: RJMrLA]
    Hold up, check out my fashion
    Check out how I’m splashin’
    Come touch my fabrics
    Picked up this one bitch that swear she ain’t ratchet
    Soon as she jumped in, we fucked in the back seat
    I don’t even know why the plug tryna tax me
    Why he act like we ain’t had this here last week
    Before the rap beef, I had a rap sheet, mm
    Look how we run shit without a track meet

    [Verse 5: Slim Jxmmi]
    Ay, ay, out in L.A. catching dumb ways
    Coutin’ up the hunnids ’till my thumbs break
    Baby make it shake, it’s your birthday
    You ain’t a hoe if you suck it on the first day

    [Verse 6: RJMrLA]
    Suck me on a Thursday, that throwback, mm
    Slow jamz, bob to that Womack
    Chopsticks, mob shit, we on that
    Give a bomb bitch bomb dick and a low jack, ooh
    Girl pay attention to detail
    When you with me, mention no other female?
    Me, Swae, and Jimmi, that’s packed shows in pre-sales
    Retail, resale, she want that 4Hunnid Summers and OMMIO wave
    She want Rae Sremmurd and MrLA
    Astronaut juice, I just jumped out the Wraith
    All those stars in the room, give me space
    Get that flash out my face

    [Chorus: Slim Jxmmi & RJMrLA]
    Had to get this shit the hard way
    Came up, yeah, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Young nigga, mixing Hen with the Rose
    Ay, with the Rose, yeah
    Young nigga, young nigga, did it our way
    I belong in the Wraith like a star gaze
    Ay, mix the Hen with the Rose, ay

    [Post-Chorus: Swae Lee]
    Looking in the mirror, I count this cash backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
    Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you’re the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion
    Looking in the mirror, I count this shit backwards
    This scene I’m on is for actors and actresses
    Cameras gon’ flash when you the main attraction
    Bitches coming in disorderly fashion


  • Lin Manuel Miranda – What’d I Miss lyrics

    [Company]
    Seventeen. Se- se- seventeen…
    Se- se- seventeen

    [Burr]
    1789
    How does the bastard orphan
    Immigrant decorated war vet
    Unite the colonies through more debt?
    Fight the other founding fathers til he has to forfeit?
    Have it all, lose it all
    You ready for more yet?
    Treasury Secretary. Washington’€™s the President
    Ev’€™ry American experiment sets a precedent
    Not so fast. Someone came along to resist him
    Pissed him off until we had a two-party system
    You haven’€™t met him yet, you haven’t had the chance
    ‘€˜cause he’€™s been kickin’€™ ass as the ambassador to France
    But someone’€™s gotta keep the American promise
    You simply must meet Thomas. Thomas!

    [Company]
    Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
    Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
    Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
    Thomas Jefferson’s coming home!
    Thomas Jefferson’s coming home
    Lord he’€™s been off in Paris for so long!
    Aaa-ooo!
    Aaa-ooo!

    [Jefferson]
    France is following us to revolution
    There is no more status quo
    But the sun comes up
    And the world still spins

    [Ensemble]
    Aaa-ooo!

    [Jefferson]
    I helped Lafayette draft a declaration
    Then I said, “I gotta go
    I gotta be in Monticello. “€™
    Now the work at home begins.

    [Ensemble]
    Aaa-ooo!

    [Jefferson]
    So what’d I miss?
    What’d I miss?
    Virginia, my home sweet home, I wanna give you a kiss
    I’€™ve been in Paris meeting lots of different ladies…
    I guess I basica€™lly missed the late eighties…
    I traveled the wide, wide world and came back to this

    [Ensemble]
    Aaa-ooo!

    [Jefferson]
    There’€™s a letter on my desk from the President
    Haven’€™t even put my bags down yet
    Sally be a lamb, darlin’€™, won’tcha open it?
    It says the President’€™s assembling a cabinet
    And that I am to be the Secretary of State, great!
    And that I’€™m already Senate-approved…
    I just got home and now I’€™m headed up to New York

    [Ensemble]
    Headin’ to New York!
    Headin’ to New York!

    [Jefferson]
    Lookin’€™ at the rolling fields
    I can’€™t believe that we are free
    Ready to face
    Whatever’€™s awaiting
    Me in N. Y. C. 

    [Jefferson]
    F6/9 G13sus
    But who’€™s waitin’€™ for me when I step in the place?
    My friend James Madison, red in the face
    He grabs my arm and
    I respond
    “€œWhat’€™s goin’€™ on?” 

    [Madison]
    Thomas, we are engaged in a battle for our nation’€™s very soul
    Can you get us out of the mess we’€™re in?

    [Ensemble]
    Aaa-ooo!

    [Madison]
    Hamilton’s new financial plan is nothing less
    Than government control
    I’ve been fighting for the South alone
    Where have you been? 

    [Ensemble] [Jefferson]
    Aaa-ooo! Uh… France.
     

    [Madison]
    We have to win

    [Jefferson]
    What’d I miss?
    What’€™d I miss?
    Headfirst into a political abyss!

    [Ensemble]
    Headfirst into the abyss!

    [Jefferson]
    I have my first cabinet meeting today

    [Ensemble]
    Chik-a-pow!

    [Jefferson]
    I guess I better think of something to say
    I’m already on my way
    G#m7(b5) Gm7
    Let’€™s get to the bottom of this 

    [Ensemble]
    What did I miss?
    (chords) C9
    Ahhh

    [Washington]
    Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

    [Hamilton]
    Mr. Jefferson? Alexander Hamilton.

    [Washington and ensemble]
    Mr. Jefferson, welcome home

    [Company]
    Mr. Jefferson, welcome home
    Sir, you’ve been off in Paris for so long!

    [Jefferson]
    So what did I miss?


  • Eric Butterfield – Wake Me In Paris lyrics

    I’ll meet you anywhere you say
    Wake me in Paris or Odessa or L. A.
    Say the word I’m on that plane
    I can’t put out this fire

    In the heat of July, Bastille Day
    We vowed to meet again on the Champs Elysées
    Meet me at the old cafe
    I’ll be there to hear you say

    I love you
    Face to face
    So wake me, first light in Paris
    Somewhere the light never fades

    I’m cursing the gods’ mortal play
    Damn it, this phone call’s a heaven I hate
    I need to see your face
    And hold you in my arms
    And listen to you whispering
    Shakespeare after dark

    I just gotta say I love you
    Face to face
    So wake me in Paris
    Or anywhere the light never fades

    I’ll wait outside the Pére Lachaise
    Where you nearly died laughing at my piss-poor francaise
    Kiss me at Reunion Gate
    We’ll dance on Jim Morrison’s grave

    Last dance with you on the Seine
    Tango in moonlight around Notre Dame
    Wake me up to see your face
    No time to explain
    Move me like water no banks can ever tame
    Don’t let your feet get cold
    Don’t turn around at the gate

    I gotta say
    I love you face to face
    So wake me in Paris
    Or Cairo or Oslo or Venice or Boston or Athens
    Anywhere the light never fades


  • Young Thug – Up Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Southside on the track, yeah
    Yeah
    Back to back
    Ooh, ooh
    Yee!

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
    It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
    It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
    Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    Hundred racks on right now
    What the fuck is you talkin’ ’bout, lil’ bitty bitch?
    I got bitches tryna fuck me, tryna suck me
    Tryna meet me, I don’t need money, they’re rich
    I got a couple little bitches I done bought a Patek
    I’ma put a couple more in their tip
    Bless her hips (oh), them bitches dip (oh-oh, yeah)
    I just got a ghetto ho to better ho, another ho
    I’m ridin’ ’round Mexico with litty
    Pull up to your hood wit a busted up brick
    We ain’t playin’ ’bout our stuff, big killin’ (yeah)
    I just got a king size box of red bottoms
    Spend a hundred racks on bitches
    Surf jet just bought me a seal
    Act’, I don’t need bubblegum or nothin’
    I just got a real pint of Actavis
    We don’t need no bubblegum or nothin’
    I just got a real pint of Act’
    We ain’t need bubblegum or no-nothin’, yeah, uh
    Kibbles ‘n Bits my dog ’cause we German, uh
    I just twisted a Backwood, I think it was sherbet (let’s go)
    Yee-hee, Goyard (‘yard)
    Yee-hee, let’s have a money war (yah)
    Yee-hee, see me hidden in the dark (yah)
    Yee-hee, my niggas, we lovin’ this war
    (My niggas, we lovin’ this war)
    Yee-hee, I forgot about superstardom (yeah, yeah)
    Yee-hee, I take my dog’s charge (yeah, yeah)
    Yee-hee, make me pull your dog card
    Yee-yee, and the ‘ting go bad up (yee)

    [Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Uzi Vert]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    Let’s go up (let’s go up), we can go up (we can go all way up)
    We can go up (yeah, we can go up), we can go up (yeah, we can go up)
    We can go up (let’s go up), we can get up (we can go all way up)
    Let’s go up (yeah, we can go up), let’s go up (yeah, we can go up)

    [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
    Fuck your bitch for my brunch (woah, woah, what?)
    Go to Paris for lunch (let’s go, yeah)
    Smokin’ that gas like a skunk (skunk), got a camel, no hump (Lil Uzi)
    Nigga, don’t talk greasy, better believe me
    You know I stay where the cheese be, bitch, I’m a star like a Ouija
    I did not mean to get creepy, diamonds, they wet, need a squeejee (squeejee)
    You know I be where the dawgs at, we know you hang where the fleas be (eww)
    Automatic where my keys be, I need that shit Puerto Rican
    She suck my dick and she leakin’, just livin’ my life and it’s easy (okay)
    She put her knees where my feet be, I need a whip that got three seats (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak (yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Have a threesome, yeah, that’s all week
    Don’t want them hoes, yeah, they all weak
    Pitch the rock just like a floater, diamonds colder like a boulder
    Canary look like Corona, heard you own her, well I stole her
    Well at least I’m just a loner, smokin’ gas, bitch, I’m a stoner
    He want my swag, he’s a cloner, look at my pocket it’s big, gettin’ swoler
    I do not like her, so I can’t promote her
    Whippin’ them babies then leave it in strollers
    You know she treat the Molly like the coca

    [Bridge: Lil Uzi Vert]
    Let’s go up
    We can go up, we can go up
    We can go up, let’s go up
    We can go up, we can go up

    [Verse 3: Young Thug]
    Shh, shh, Scotty, look at this dead man, shh, shh
    Come on, we gotta put him in a trash can (come on)
    I’m ’bout to run, I was just on a Xanny
    Don’t give no fuck, I got a prostitute Granny
    I got some girl, and that shit stuck in my vein (yeah)
    I’m in a coupe, ’bout to be switchin’ the lane (yeah)
    I got a girl meetin’ me right when I land (yeah)
    I made it clear, I’ma look out when I can (yeah)
    Thank you, my brother, thank you, thank you, pardon me (pardon me)
    Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for remainin’ the same (‘mainin’ the same)
    [?] tryna [?] a ho, you a lame
    Money callin’ and I’m reachin’ out every rate (yee)

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    I take molly and go up (up)
    We take coke (and what?) we go up (go up)
    We got hoes (bitches) it’s ’bout to go up (ooh)
    You playin’ with smoke (brrt), it can go up (it can go up)
    It can go up (yee-hee), it can go up (yee-hee)
    It’s up (say what?), it’s up (ayy)
    It can go up (yee-hee), we can get up (yee-hee)
    Let’s go up (yee), let’s go up (yee)


  • Halsey – Alone (feat. Big Sean & Stefflon Don)

    [Intro]
    If I
    If I

    [Verse 1]
    Said he tried to phone me, but I never have time
    He said that I never listen, but I don’t even try
    I got a new place in Cali, but I’m gone every night
    So I fill it with strangers so they keep on the lights
    She said she told you she knows me, but the face isn’t right
    She asked if I recognized her and I told her I might

    [Pre-Chorus]
    See, everywhere I go
    I got a million different people tryna kick it
    But I’m still alone in my mind, yeah

    [Chorus]
    I know you’re dying to meet me
    But I can just tell you this
    Baby, as soon as you meet me
    You’ll wish that you never did
    (You’ll wish that you never did)

    [Verse 2]
    I stayed a night out in Paris where they don’t know my name
    And I got into some trouble with that drink in my veins
    I got a problem with parties ’cause it’s loud in my brain
    And I can never say sorry ’cause I won’t take the blame
    I know I always go missing and you’re lying awake
    But if you ask why I’m distant, oh, I’m running away

    [Pre-Chorus]
    You know that everywhere I go
    I got a million different people tryna kick it
    But I’m still alone in my mind

    [Chorus]
    I know you’re dying to meet me
    But I can just tell you this
    Baby, as soon as you meet me
    You’ll wish that you never did
    (You’ll wish that you never did)

    [Bridge]
    I, I know you wanna
    I, I know you wanna
    I, I know you wanna
    Slip under my armor
    I, I know you wanna
    I, I know you wanna
    I, I know you wanna
    Slip under my armor

    [Pre-Chorus]
    See, everywhere I go, I got a million different people tryna hit it
    But I’m still alone in my mind

    [Chorus]
    I know you’re dying to meet me
    But I can just tell you this
    Baby, as soon as you meet me
    You’ll wish that you never did
    (You’ll wish that you never did)
    Yeah

    [Outro]
    (I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
    You’ll wish that you never did
    (I know you wanna slip under my armor)
    Oh (I know you wanna, I, I know you wanna)
    You’ll wish that you never did


  • Tom Misch – Lost In Paris (feat. Goldlink)

    [Chorus]
    I know you now
    The key that I won’t forget
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    Lost in Paris
    I hope you warm and safe

    [Verse]
    The memory I can’t replace
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    It was over in day
    All the things I used to say
    You’ve kept the same
    All the place we would go
    All the songs we got know
    You [?]

    [Chorus]
    I know that I need you now
    The key that I won’t forget
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    I hope you warm and safe
    The memory I can’t replace
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)

    [Verse 2: GoldLink]
    Young young, all in love in a lost place
    [?] down, got run round in a [?]
    [?]
    Thought I fall in love with a small [?]
    Let me start, left right ahh
    [?] shorty had my heart in a [?]
    [?]

    [Chorus]
    I know that I need you now
    The key that I won’t forget
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    I hope you warm and safe
    The memory I can’t replace
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)

    I know that I need you now
    The key that I won’t forget
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    I hope you warm and safe
    The memory I can’t replace
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)

    [Outro]
    I know that I need you now
    The key that I won’t forget
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)
    I hope you warm and safe
    The memory I can’t replace
    You’re lost in Paris
    (You’re lost in Paris)


  • A$AP Rocky – Who Run It [Freestyle] Lyrics

    [Intro]
    You know what I’m saying?
    Still that nigga man, Yeah the lord’s back
    Know what I’m saying, they say pearls are for a pretty boy
    Shout outs my nigga G-Herbo, my nigga Lil Uzi Vert one time
    Shout out Three Six Mafia

    [Verse 1]
    I don’t play like your parents son
    Thought I made that apparent
    Thats a hundred for a ‘Claren or something
    ‘nother hundred for a parison
    Race Tyler, the McLaren
    Drive ‘Raris like Ferrison
    Cop my Karats from Carring dammit
    Make a bitch wanna stare, or something
    Niggas stare, you queer son
    You’s a bitch, yeah we stay done
    Chose a whip but I’m staying sunny
    Diamonds sunny like I’m Cher or something
    Smiley faces with the glasses
    Fashion brands invite you to Paris
    Boy you late that’s a demerit, dang it
    Get fucking maggot brain having
    Rappers claiming the trap and the fashion
    They only got Louis and the trap
    Im causing the flood and the traffic
    The way that you be moving is whack
    All of them rumours is facts
    They’ve been in clap for the clapback
    Your baby mama a nag nag
    Nag nag nag nag

    [Chorus]
    Who run it? Who run it?
    New money blue hundreds
    Two hundred, on the dash
    Bastard life, who run it?
    Catch a blue hundred
    I do run it, I do run it
    I do run it, I do run it


  • Calum Scott – Not Dark Yet

    [Verse 1]
    Shadows are falling, and I’ve been here all day
    It’s too hot to sleep, and time is running away
    Feel like my soul has, turned into steel
    I’ve still got the scars, that the sun didn’t heal
    There’s not even room enough, to be anywhere

    [Refrain]
    It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

    [Verse 2]
    Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain
    Behind every beautiful thing, there’s been some kind of pain
    She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind
    She put down in writing, what was in her mind
    I just don’t see why I should even care

    [Refrain]
    It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

    [Verse 3]
    Well, I’ve been to London, and I’ve been to gay Paris
    I’ve followed the river, and I got to the sea
    I’ve been down to the bottom, of a world full of lies
    I ain’t lookin for nothing, in anyone’s eyes
    Sometimes my burden, is more than I can bear

    [Refrain]
    It’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there

    [Verse 4]
    I was born here, and I’ll die here, against my will
    I know it looks like I’m moving, but I’m standing still
    Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
    I can’t even remember what it was, I came here to get away from
    Don’t even hear a murmur of a prayer

    [Outro]
    And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there
    Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb
    And it’s not dark yet, but it’s getting there


  • G Herbo – Who Run It (Freestyle)

    [Intro]
    Gang shit, nigga
    Yeah
    Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, man?
    This shit’s got the most views out of everything I’ve ever put up on my shit
    That little clip, that shit got a million views
    I ain’t never got no views on some shit out

    [Verse 1]
    Who you think you ahead of? Not us
    In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin’
    Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin’
    Yeah that boy gettin’ bread, Panera, somethin’
    Landed in the GT [?] somethin’
    Put Posto in the Air or somethin’
    Marry her, she have an affair
    I’ma spin that ho like Ferris
    Born in the Chi like Ye
    But I do crimes like Bump J, I ain’t scared of nothin’
    Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
    Might as well go to Paris, huh?
    Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
    Pussy you act like you scared of somethin’
    Gon’ and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists)
    Then they gon’ realize it’s serious (blah, blah)
    I ain’t even on that, period (period)
    I’m makin’ millions and I’m serious (I’m makin’ millions)
    That money come in furious (furious)
    Can’t count it, I get delirious (delirious)
    I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion)
    So I can’t trip over materials (yeah, yeah)
    But I’m still dipped in that fashion
    Know I stay drippin’, that’s period
    These niggas drippin’, that’s period
    Nah, they can’t fly, I’m serious (serious)
    They right behind, I’m serious (serious)
    And I’m straight off the 9, now I’m serious
    Who you gon’ send to fuck with me?
    Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I’m curious (I’m curious)
    Better think ‘fore you bust at me
    If you miss, I’ll grab a 50 and, man, now I’m furious
    Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
    Young nigga, we was breakin’ the barriers (breakin’ the barriers)
    If you grabbin’ that toy, better carry it (better carry it)
    Tryna hide in that Porsche on some scary shit (fuck yeah)

    [Verse 2]
    All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
    My son ain’t gotta work because he gon’ inherit it, uh huh (gon’ inherit it)
    We yell, "Gang-gang first," you don’t even know your heritage (bitch)
    Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
    Lovin’ my city like Chano, I swear
    Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
    "Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried"
    We was just jokin’ with y’all, that’s a parody
    We don’t talk too much, got D’s everywhere (everywhere)
    We still fresh, double G’s everywhere (everywhere)
    I put the VV’s everywhere (everywhere)
    I do [?], every pair
    And they know me for shittin’ on everybody
    I’m the one that do shit that you hear about
    I’m the one that told y’all that I move like Obama
    Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
    Why the got the [?]
    Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
    We was laid back in the back of the Honda
    [?] sneak up, anaconda
    It ain’t happen, not one day, your honor
    I was somewhere eatin’ Benihana’s
    Get valet and Lil’ Benny to park it
    All my life I had been in apartments
    Move to valley, get a crib, I’m ballin’
    My bitch always primpin’, keep ballin’
    Yes I’m a lil’ workaholic
    Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20’s
    I’ma just make her count all of ’em
    But I get the backend all blues
    Nah don’t fuck around, bruh, do all of it
    Know it’s goin’ right to lil’ dude
    Already got a closet, all shoes
    Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
    And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
    Cashed out on the crib, I ain’t get the view
    I’m like, "Fuck it, no problem, it’ll do"
    Mama’s crib got a pond, not a pool
    We had roaches and rats, I ain’t get to move
    I survived through it all, it’s true (yes, it’s true)
    Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
    Now I’m cool, now I’m ‘bool
    Now my car go vroom, (vroom)
    Niggas hatin’ on me, but it’s bool
    Guess I got rich too soon
    Nigga, I’ve been rappin’ like six years (what?)
    I seen ten niggas get killed
    What about me turnin’ down them deals? (Huh)
    Now you pissed off ’cause I switched wheels?

    [Outro]
    Uh, who run it? Limit
    No Limit run it
    No Limit
    Who run it? G Herbo
    I’m done with this shit


  • Lily Allen – My One [Live] Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Baby, I fucked half the boys in Paris
    I knew you were so embarrassed
    Cause I need my one

    Darling, I woke up in Austin, Texas
    I did decline to stay for breakfast
    Ah, ah
    Cause I need my one

    [Hook]
    My one, my one
    My number one
    My one, my one
    My number one

    [Verse 2]
    Honey, I had a (?)
    I put that loser in an uber
    Cause he’s not my one
    Pumpkin, I’ve picked something up in Sydney
    And then the voice inside my kidneys
    Said I need my one

    [Hook]
    My one, my one
    My number one
    My one, my one
    My number one

    [Bridge]
    Honey, things in Gothenburg came undone
    So I’m heading back to London
    For to see my one

    [Hook]
    My one, my one
    My one, my one
    My one, my one
    My number one

    [Outro]
    My number one
    My number one
    My number one
    My number one
    My number one
    My number one
    My number one


  • Matoma – Lonely lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    You got me high on second fumes
    Cold city nights and smoking rooms
    I know your story off by heart
    You fabricated every part
    You talk too much then say nothing
    I’m just the face that buys the drinks
    Paris, L.A. and all that sh*t
    You got it how you wanted it

    [Pre-Chorus]
    But mmm, then you say, then you say
    That you need me for life
    But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time

    [Chorus]
    ‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
    Now you acting like you know me
    There’s 100 ways to tell you know
    Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
    ‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
    You never saw but when you called me
    I ain’t gonna listen anymore
    If you never want me when I’m lonely
    Where were you when I was lonely?
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lone
    Where were you when I was lonely?
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lonely

    [Verse 2]
    And I wish you weren’t so beautiful
    And I wish I was so usable
    I know I kinda played myself
    ‘Cause you’d always blame somebody else
    And you always act misunderstood
    Like everyone in Hollywood
    You’re just as fake as all your friends
    And I’m glad I won’t see then again, ha, huh

    [Pre-Chorus]
    But mmm, then you say, then you say
    That you need me for life
    But mmm, I’m okay, I’m okay this time

    [Chorus]
    ‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
    Now you acting like you know me
    There’s 100 ways to tell you know
    Another 100 more to let you go, go, go
    ‘Cause where were you when I was lonely?
    You never saw but when you called me
    I ain’t gonna listen anymore
    If you never want me when I’m lonely
    Where were you when I was lonely?
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lone
    Where were you when I was lonely?
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lonely
    Lonely


  • Migos – Roll In Peace (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)

    [Verse 1: Offset]
    In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
    I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
    Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
    Bought that Wraith and had the ceilin’ light (Wraith)
    I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
    Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
    Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
    Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
    Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
    Smokin’ cookie, yeah, that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
    Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
    All these diamonds, yeah, they white on white (white)
    Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
    Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
    Born with it
    Count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
    Go and get it
    Thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
    Bitch I’m O-Dog from Menace (urr)
    You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
    Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
    Askin’ the Lord, forgive me (hey)

    [Verse 2: TakeOff]
    Pop me a missile (ayy)
    Take me a picture (flash)
    Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
    Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)
    White like tissue (white)
    Drank too official (drank)
    Cut like scissors (cut)
    Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
    Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
    Whole gang itchin’ (itch)
    Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
    Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
    Hundred round drum, listen
    Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
    Get ’em knocked off for a ticket
    Have my young nigga do the sentence
    Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
    Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
    Rockstar livin’ life, Lenny
    You can do better, never settle
    Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
    I tell the plug mail ’em
    Which way? Dat way, tell ’em, ayy

    [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
    Man it’s Gucci Mane the Goat
    And I’m at these rappers throats
    I’m like Scarface on a banana boat, I’m tryna keep afloat
    Yeah it’s Wop the Guwopster
    I live like a mobster
    Eat shrimp and lobster
    I flew in with a chopper
    Breaking bread that’s my breakfast
    Two bitches I’m so selfish
    I wanna cut her off
    Her head too good it got me helpless
    Ya should feel embarrassed
    I just touched down in Paris
    My homie said he single but his side-bitches are married
    Save some for the drama though
    Guess I’m still the DJ
    [?]
    So I’m throwing cash and repay
    Flush it on the freeway
    Got cash [?] 3k
    Countin’ cash for three days and all my pussy’s prepaid


  • Chief Keef – Get It Lyrics

    [Chorus]
    I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
    I’m a throw this money while you get it
    You say you want this money, come and get it
    I throw this shit up cause I get it
    Call your friend up, and tell her get it
    I’m a fuck around, come and get it
    She gon’ see me in this big building
    That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

    [Verse 1]
    When I was 16 I knew something
    That’s when I knew I had to get it
    Fuck that lyin’ no, ask you somethin’
    Let my dogs out on ya, let ’em get it (bang)
    Nigga do something, move something
    I’m in a strip club, still stuntin’
    Ten thousand on a futon
    I’m Margiela walking, oh yeah
    I’m in a strip club throwin benjis
    They let us in this bitch with the semi
    I fuck around and ice out the Fendi
    I fuck around and pipe out a Bentley
    I fuck around and platinum on my semis
    I fuck around and platinum not an Emmy
    And my chopper hit the folks I call ’em Jimmy
    Make it sway through your block and let it empty

    [Chorus]
    I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
    I’m a throw this money while you get it
    You say you want this money, come and get it
    I throw this shit up cause I get it
    Call your friend up, and tell her get it
    I’m a fuck around, come and get it
    She gon’ see me in this big building
    That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it

    [Verse 2]
    I done fell in love with foreign whips
    I done got used to foreign trips
    I done went to Paris for some coats (Louis)
    Come and get it if you want some smoke
    Baby call your friend tell her slide up
    Me and this bitch throwing racks all night
    We see the pressure from the engine of the pipe
    I’m in this bitch lookin’ flyer than a kite
    Hit a nigga bitch tell her come over
    She see it’s me on every fuckin’ poster
    And on my whip game proper
    I don’t really let the bitch chauffeur
    I’m pourin’ more pints than a doctor
    Tell ’em hold the motherfuckin’ boxers
    I be ganja smokin’ like a rasta
    Get it at the same time with my partner

    [Chorus]
    I ain’t even tripping girl I get it
    I’m a throw this money while you get it
    You say you want this money, come and get it
    I throw this shit up cause I get it
    Call your friend up, and tell her get it
    I’m a fuck around, come and get it
    She gon’ see me in this big building
    That’s when she gon’ let a nigga get it


  • Tove Lo – 9th Of October

    We never had coffee table books or dinner parties
    We always had hazy nights and sex, cliché’s in Paris
    Don’t disturb on the top floor
    Getting high by the window
    In bed with your eyes looked into mine
    How perfect was it?
    9th of October, I always remember
    No bad things had happened then
    Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
    But somehow you got pulled in
    Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
    ‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
    Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
    Now, how did we let this go?
    We never had, ah ah
    We never wanted, ah ah
    We never had, ah ah
    We never wanted
    A normal kind of love
    We never had time for useless fights
    ‘Bout dirty laundry
    We always had tender, long goodbyes
    Packed bags in a hurry
    Our last kiss at the bus stop
    Had I known, would’ve jumped off
    And now from the pieces of my heart, I’m so sorry
    9th of October, I always remember
    No bad things had happened then
    Honestly, you never thought you’d fall for me
    But somehow you got pulled in
    Livin’ so fast, makin’ memories last
    ‘Til our hearts couldn’t hold no more
    Hear you explodin’ while I am implodin’
    Now, how did we let this go?
    We never had, ah
    We never wanted, ah
    We never had, ah
    We never wanted
    A normal kind of love
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    We never wanted
    A normal kind of love
    9th of October, I always remember
    9th of October, I always remember those big words, I said them first
    9th of October, I always remember
    9th of October, can’t think of it sober ’cause all of it fuckin’ hurts
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    We never wanted
    A normal kind of love
    Oh
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart (We never wanted)
    Waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    Still waitin’ for my heart, waitin’ for my heart
    We never wanted
    A normal kind of love


  • Eric Bellinger – G.O.A.T. 2.0 (feat. Wale)

    [Intro: Wale & Eric Bellinger]
    Yeah
    Truly the greatest baby (Whoo)
    All hail to my faovrite lady (Yeah)
    [?] elevate your name but I’m sayin’ you already an angel baby
    It’s Eazy

    [Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
    Shawty bad, slim, thick
    She my drug, she my fix
    And I’m all up in her mix
    She be mixin’ with the wrist
    She the plug, she finesse
    She the one they call the GOAT
    She don’t stress
    She don’t trip and she fuck with all my bros

    [Hook: Eric Bellinger]
    So if I gotta choose someone
    Then it must be her she been here since day one
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
    Now every time that she come to the crib
    I’ma break her back like I break that bank
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae

    [Verse 2: Wale]
    Yo, yo
    I guess I’ma have to call her wait
    I need someone to call me a cab
    I drunk too much but I’m on my way
    I hate fake love cause I love too hard
    [?]
    Come to your job bring lunch one time
    Then leave your job and you don’t wanna say bye
    I never say bye ’cause we just say ciao
    She the bitch, she a dolla not a dime
    Super thick, super fine
    Most important super smart
    I celebrate for your intelligence
    Fashionista so effortless
    To tell the truth I got a [?]
    But if I had to chose [?]

    [Hook: Eric Bellinger]
    So if I gotta choose someone
    Then it must be her she been here since day one
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae, I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess we gon’ have to go hit London, Paris and Montego Bay
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess she gon’ have to scream my name
    Now every time that she come to the crib
    I’ma break her back like I break that bank
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae
    I guess I’ma have to call her bae

    [Bridge: Eric Bellinger]
    She the GOAT, she the GOAT
    She the GOAT, she the GOAT
    Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Gucci on all the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    She the GOAT, she the GOAT
    She the GOAT, she the GOAT
    Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Gucci on all the time

    [Outro: Eric Bellinger & Wale]
    Shawty bad, slim, thick
    She my drug, she my fix
    And I’m all up in her mix
    She be mixin’ with the wrist
    She the plug, she finesse
    She the one they call the GOAT
    She don’t stress
    She don’t trip and fuck with all my bros
    It’s Eazy, Wale too
    All the time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Greatest of all time, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    The Moon and back, yeah
    Mixin’ with the wrist
    That’s my plug, that’s my chick, yeah


  • Lauv – Paris In The Rain

    [Verse 1]
    All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
    We could go anywhere we could do
    Anything girl whatever the mood we’re in
    All I know is (ooh ooh ooh)
    Getting lost late at night under stars
    Finding love standing right where we are your lips

    They pull me in the moment
    You and I alone and
    People may be watching I don’t mind ‘cause

    [Chorus]
    Anywhere with you feels right
    Anywhere with you feels like
    Paris in the rain
    Paris in the rain
    We don’t need a fancy town
    Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
    Cause anywhere babe
    Is like Paris in the rain
    When I’m with you
    When I’m with you
    Paris in the rain
    Paris in the rain

    [Verse 2]
    I look at you now and I want this forever
    I might not deserve it but there’s nothing better
    Don’t know how I ever did it all without you
    My heart is about to about to jump out of my chest
    Feelings they come and they go that they do
    Feelings they come and they go not with you

    The late nights
    And the street lights
    And the people
    Look at me girl
    And the whole world could stop

    [Chorus]
    Anywhere with you feels right
    Anywhere with you feels like
    Paris in the rain
    Paris in the rain
    We don’t need a fancy town
    Or bottles that we can’t pronounce
    Cause anywhere babe
    Is like Paris in the rain
    When I’m with you
    When I’m with you
    Paris in the rain
    Paris in the rain

    [Bridge]
    Girl when I’m not with you
    All I do is miss you
    Come and set the mood right
    Underneath the moonlight
    (Days in Paris
    Nights in Paris)
    Paint you with my eyes closed
    Wonder where the time goes
    (Yeah, Isn’t it obvious
    Isn’t it obvious)
    Come and set the mood right
    Underneath the moonlight

    [Outro]
    Anywhere with you feel right
    Anywhere with you feels like
    Paris in the rain
    Paris in the rain
    Walking down an empty street
    Puddles underneath our feet


  • Jay-Z – 4:44 (Short Film)

    [Intro: Hannah Williams]
    Do I find it so hard
    When I know in my heart
    I’m letting you down every day
    Letting you down every day
    Why do I keep on running away?

    [Verse 1: JAY-Z]
    Look, I apologize, often womanize
    Took for my child to be born
    See through a woman’s eyes
    Took for these natural twins to believe in miracles
    Took me too long for this song
    I don’t deserve you
    I harass you out in Paris
    "Please come back to Rome," you make it home
    We talked for hours when you were on tour
    “Please pick up the phone, pick up the phone”
    I said, “Don’t embarrass me,” instead of “Be mine”
    That was my proposal for us to go steady
    That was your 21st birthday
    You mature faster than me, I wasn’t ready
    So I apologize
    I seen the innocence leave your eyes
    I still mourn this death and
    I apologize for all the stillborns
    ‘Cause I wasn’t present, your body wouldn’t accept it
    I apologize to all the women whom I
    Toyed with your emotions because I was emotionless
    And I apologize ’cause at your best you are love
    And because I fall short of what I say I’m all about
    Your eyes leave with the soul that your body once housed
    And you stare blankly into space
    Thinkin’ of all the time, you wasted it on all this basic shit
    So I apologize

    [Chorus: Hannah Williams]
    I’m never gonna treat you
    I’m never gonna treat you like I should

    [Verse 2: JAY-Z]
    I apologize
    Our love was one for the ages and I contained us
    And all this ratchet shit and we more expansive
    Not meant to cry and die alone in these mansions
    Or sleep with our back turned
    We supposed to vacay ’til our backs burn
    We’re supposed to laugh ’til our heart stops
    And then meet in a space where the dark stop
    And let love light the way
    Like the men before me, I cut off my nose to spite my face
    I never wanted another woman to know
    Something about me that you didn’t know
    I promised, I cried, I couldn’t hold
    I suck at love, I think I need a do-over
    I will be emotionally available if I invited you over
    I stew over, what if you over my shit?

    [Chorus: Hannah Williams]
    I’m never gonna treat you
    I’m never gonna treat you like I should

    [Verse 3: JAY-Z]
    And if my children knew, I don’t even know what I would do
    If they ain’t look at me the same
    I would prob’ly die with all the shame
    "You did what with who?"
    What good is a ménage à trois when you have a soulmate?
    "You risked that for Blue?"
    If I wasn’t a superhero in your face
    My heart breaks for the day I have to explain my mistakes
    And the mask goes away, and Santa Claus is fake
    And you go online and see
    For Blue’s tooth, the tooth fairy didn’t pay

    [Chorus: Hannah Williams]
    I’m never gonna treat you like I should