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  • Rina Sawayama – Bad Friend Lyrics

    We ran through the bright Tokyo lights, nothing to lose
    Summer of 2012, burned it all night
    High, crazy, and drunk, 5 in the room
    Singing our hearts out to Carly, sweating alright

    Throwing drinks at each other
    Making fun of our lovers
    Getting kicked out on the street, oh
    We were best friends forever, but the truth is

    I’m so good at crashing in
    Making sparks and shit but then
    I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend
    So don’t ask me where I’ve been
    Been avoiding everything
    Cause I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend

    I’m a bad friend, yeah

    Guess we fell out, what was that all about?
    Maybe I overreacted, well maybe you shouldn’t have
    God it’s insane how things can change like that
    Don’t even know where you are, what you do, and who you do it with

    Throwing drinks at each other
    Making fun of our lovers
    Getting kicked out on the street, oh
    We were best friends forever, but the truth is

    I’m so good at crashing in
    Making sparks and shit but then
    I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend
    So don’t ask me where I’ve been
    Been avoiding everything
    Cause I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend

    Put your hands up
    Put your hands up
    Put your hands up
    Put your hands up
    Maybe I’m a bad friend

    I’m so good at crashing in
    Making sparks and shit but then
    I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend
    So don’t ask me where I’ve been
    Been avoiding everything
    Cause I’m a bad, I’m a bad, I’m a bad friend


  • The Underachievers – Tokyo Drift Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Verse 1 : Issa Gold]
    No I don’t copy no waves
    I surf on your chick while you take her on dates
    I ain’t tryna slay, fuck minimum wage
    We stole all the bases my nigga we safe
    Keeping the grip hid it next to the waist
    Kill for my niggas don’t care bout the cage
    Shorty was with it don’t care what I say
    She know I’m a G and she fuck with the gang (Yeah, yeah)
    Nigga the coldest mack, got chicks on my almanac (Yeah, yeah)
    Smoke out the cul de sac, she blitzing the quarterback (Yeah)
    Never was friendly I’m straight
    Nigga a lame see the hate in his face
    Real ones salute all the fake can’t relate
    You blowin the boof now she hit like its laced
    Screaming shoutout to my niggas we safe
    Look at my phone got hoes on the way
    Switchin’ my lane still up for debate
    Leaving the rest for my niggas to take (Facts)
    I’m a superwinner with no cape
    I plow a nigga down he get in the way
    I roll another pound I’m liftin’ away
    She top me off in whip ain’t no time to waste

    [Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
    Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
    Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
    Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
    Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away

    [Verse 2 : AKTHESAVIOR]
    I blow the finest, only ride designer
    She wanna cut so I name her katana
    Live out my luggage fly like I departed
    The niggas I’m with been the same since I started
    AK the illest I’m just being honest
    High like a pillar when I hit the chronic
    I got the knowledge and turn it to power and now they say I’m ‘luminati, She got them niggas to make a deposit they layin’
    We catching a body, Ain’t got no limit I’m bout it when figures is piling my niggas is down to get rowdy
    Gemini I be impatient, I need a payment
    Ain’t no way to get around it
    Nigga you not on my wavelength, I been up training
    Like Piccalo in the moutains
    Green in my eyes but I don’t wear a scouter
    Look at her nose its still got a lil powder
    Give me that mouth and she swallow the chowder
    Tell her goodnight and I pray for her father
    All on my own so I don’t owe you nada
    I’m in disguise when I’m rocking that prada
    Been an Amiri you niggas just follow
    I’m a trendsetter my style never borrowed

    [Hook : AKTHESAVIOR]
    Uh, Yeah, Stuck in my ways, try to run up get the pump to the face
    Uh, Yeah, What a mistake, ain’t no movie now his Spirit Away
    Uh, Yeah, I got the pay, shawty see me try to give her a raise
    Uh, Yeah, Soon as I slay, tokyo a nigga drifting away, Uh yeah


  • 88rising – JAPAN 88 Lyrics

    [Intro: Famous Dex]
    You know what I’m sayin’
    I just- that’s just how I like to do it, know what I’m sayin’ (Dexter)
    My real name is Dexter, haha
    I got a lot of more diamonds too
    I just got new diamonds by the way
    Uh, woah
    Dexter, huh
    Uh, yeah, uh what
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    You know what I’m sayin’
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, baby you dig (Dexter)
    Dexter (Dexter)
    Ooh, huh, wait, what
    Uh, yeah, what

    [Chorus: Famous Dex]
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

    [Verse 1: Verbal]
    Tokyo that’s my town, listen now
    What you doing, where’s ya man’s
    See my gold, meet my people, see my phone
    Got a line, from a girl, and it’s flavour
    Where we going, Yakatory [?]
    Lemon sour we devour, got my diamonds, got my furs
    Gahman says, “let’s get lit, super lit, very, very lit”
    Red red alert, paparazzi many trolls, following the way we roll
    See my chain chain, it’s been cold
    See my gang gang, see how deep we roll
    Karaoke sang sang, till the early morn’
    Don’t worry how I became a [?] chati
    Now we talk about Ferraris (vroom)
    And we make it look easy
    P.K.C on his boys I know you see me, yah (see me)
    And we me it look easy
    Famous Dex, Keith Ape I know you see me

    [Chorus: Famous Dex]
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man?)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)

    [Verse 2: Keith Ape]
    In Japan, poppin’ xans, drink some [?]
    Kill the shows and the cone and the grams
    Baby girl, give me brain, heal my pain
    I need dope, I need grams, I need M’s
    I need more, I need grams, I need M’s
    [Korean]
    ? in Jakarta
    Louis Vuitton, duffle bag
    ’03 Nigo on my wrist
    ’03 Nigo on my fist
    Bape stars on my fist
    Spent a ticket on my feet

    [Chorus: Famous Dex]
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the ‘gram, aye (yeah, Dexter)
    Baby girl, what you doing, where your man? (where your man, baby)
    I just popped a xan, fifty thousand in Japan (fifty thousand in Japan)
    I ain’t doin’ no playin’, these red bottoms, not no Vans
    And she tellin’ all her friends, I might put ’em on the Gram (uh, yeah, Dexter)


  • N2N – Tokyo dreams

    So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
    It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
    Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
    So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game
    Used to see, neon dreams
    Your eyes, your eyes
    Neon dreams
    So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
    It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
    Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
    So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game

    Down [?] inside, gone through
    I can be your eyes through this castle in the sky
    Draw a line and trace it as you slip your mind
    Open wide, [?] worlds collide

    So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
    It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
    Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
    So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game
    Used to see, neon dreams
    Your eyes, your eyes
    Neon dreams
    So, close your eyes and see yourself beyond the neon lights
    It ain’t real to me, you’re just in a Tokyo dream
    Every time that you breathe, you fill your lungs with ecstasy
    So, meet me into the sheets and we can play the game


  • Digital Farm Animals, Shaun Frank & Dragonette – Tokyo Nights (Lyric Video)

    [Verse 1: Shaun Frank & Martina Sorbara]
    I wanna go where you go
    Blowing your smoke out the window
    Float away back to those Tokyo nights
    You keep me up wide awake
    We fall asleep on the floor in old sheets and Champagne
    And I wanna fall like snowfall
    Just to melt on your pillow
    Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
    Where we were so out of place
    We fall asleep in my car
    To songs that all sound the same
    I wanna go where you go
    Blowing your smoke out the window
    Drift away back to those Tokyo nights
    You keep me up wide awake
    We fall asleep in my car
    To songs that all sound the same

    [Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
    And it really don’t matter which way we go
    You got effect like domino
    Finally up and down we go
    How we get back there, I don’t know
    And it really don’t matter how fast we go
    You got effect like domino
    You take me down, down

    [Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
    I wanna go
    Back to those Tokyo nights
    Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

    [Verse 2: Shaun Frank, Both]
    I wanna fall like we fell
    For the first time in the hotel
    Miss the way we fell asleep in our clothes
    But you were to shy to stay
    Walking you home it still feels like it was just yesterday

    [Pre-Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
    And it really don’t matter which way we go
    You got effect like domino
    Finally up and down we go
    How we get back there, I don’t know
    And it really don’t matter how fast we go
    You got effect like domino
    You take me down, down

    [Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
    I wanna go
    Back to those Tokyo nights
    Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
    Back to those Tokyo nights
    Those Tokyo nights, I feel it

    [Bridge: Martina Sorbara, Shaun Frank, Both]
    I wanna go where you go
    Blowing your smoke out the window
    Drift away
    And I wanna fall like snow fall
    Just to melt on your pillow
    Drift away, back to those Tokyo nights
    Where we were so out of place
    We fall asleep in my car
    To songs that all sound the same

    [Chorus: Martina Sorbara]
    I wanna go
    Back to those Tokyo nights
    Those Tokyo nights, I feel it
    Back to those Tokyo nights
    Those Tokyo nights, I feel it


  • Kidz In The Hall – Dear Eastside

    [Hook] [Naledge]
    Paper trail stay fallin’ from the sky
    Get away in that cherry bubble I
    Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high
    Spark the doobie, we about to get high
    Money on my mind, about to get rich
    We young tycoons on a platinum trip
    From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh
    New York to uh, Chicago and uh
    Miami to the D town
    Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin’ it down

    [Verse One: Naledge]
    It’s like
    Easy does it
    This here be a doosie
    My verbal treat a Double O snare like a floosy
    Slide inside, then on to the next one
    Spit that futuristic shit, George Jetson
    Ultimate Fighter, ultimate writer
    Stadium flow is made for cigarette lighters
    Behind mics my live punch light
    I’m Kimbo Slice
    Invoke nice
    Second to none
    Bump gums like the set of Nick Teen
    Nick Green with a sweeter sixteen and
    Little Aaron Reed on MTV
    Caviar in the form of an MP3
    Made in conjunction with the real
    Hand delivered down from Heaven underneath
    Mr. Jabari Evans and

    [Hook]
    Paper trail stay fallin’ from the sky (pick it up)
    Get away in that cherry bubble I
    Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high
    Spark the doobie, we about to get high
    Money on my mind, about to get rich
    We young tycoons on a platinum trip
    From ATL to uh, VA and uh
    Berlin to uh, Dub A and uh
    Seattle to the H town
    Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin’ it down

    [Verse Two: Phonte]
    It’s Phon’
    Tiggalo the show stopper
    You and your crew look so opera
    While I’m in Osaka
    Lettin’ the beats bang till I’m hard of hearing
    Make the ear-ring just like some door knockers
    I always got to do my job and stay on top of my
    It wasn’t written little nigga, it was prophesied
    In ’03 I dropped The Listening and
    It took me from Paris to New York to Michigan and
    Niggas thought that we would get dropped
    But I just made a pit stop
    Re-tire like the Michelin Man
    Now I’m back on the track like Ricky Bobby and I
    Piss excellence, to step to this you outta your mind
    Me and Naledge the team
    It’s a movement but nah
    We need class participation
    Raise your hands to the sky
    Let’s go

    [Hook]
    Paper trail stay fallin’ from the sky (pick it up)
    Get away in that cherry bubble I
    Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high
    Spark the doobie, we about to get high
    Money on my mind, about to get rich
    We young tycoons on a platinum trip
    From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh
    New York to uh, Chicago and uh
    Miami to the D town
    Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin’ it down

    [Verse Three: Naledge]
    A shot of brilliance
    Chased with some excellence
    Heavy on je ne sais quoi
    Translation
    I’m somethin’ like a star
    When it comes to the verbal spar
    Ride tracks sorta like a Nascar
    Limited time only
    ?
    Take a rain check on the lame trip
    Catch me on the ? sippin’ Cabernet
    Eatin’
    Salmon fillet with peach jelly glaze
    Strictly on some player shit
    I’m not pardoning this
    But I got no synonyms just to say the shit
    I’m on my P’s & Q’s
    Cross T’s, dot I’s
    See the hunger runnin’ south side in my brown eyes
    Not sayin’ that I was poor
    But I was sayin’ I could always use more

    [Hook]
    Paper trail stay fallin’ from the sky (pick it up)
    Get away in that cherry bubble I
    Pop the cork, say just raise your glass high
    Spark the doobie, we about to get high
    Money on my mind, about to get rich
    We young tycoons on a platinum trip
    From Parii to uh, Tokyo to uh
    New York to uh, Chicago and uh
    Miami to the D town
    Cause everywhere we go you know we puttin’ it down

    All over the world


  • MADEINTYO – Flooded (feat. Rich The Kidd)

    [Intro: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded

    [Chorus: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
    MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
    Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah

    [Verse 1: MadeinTYO]
    She gon’ suck me up, that mouth flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Hella bitches, she fucking want it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Ooh, cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
    Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
    Cool cups on the ice, yeah, turn the lights, yeah (hey)
    Tokyo lil bright, yeah, not my type, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Tell a hater come and get it, want it, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah
    Ooh it’s flooded, yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah

    [Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
    New freezer on me, yeah it’s flooded
    Racks on me like a hundred
    AP bust it down
    I was making real love in her mouth
    I’ma fuck three hoes then I kick ’em all out
    Back then I was broke, now my wrist iced out
    Four rings, eight chains, like fuck it
    Two models, redbones, and they fuckin’
    Straight to the top
    Old rappers, put ’em right in a box
    Wrist cost a lot
    Me and Tokyo race in a drop
    New Patek run a cool two hundred
    Thank god my whole wrist flooded
    Gucci ’cause I’m hot
    Fendi bought it out

    [Chorus: MadeinTYO]
    Rocks on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Pussy hella wet, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    She gon’ make you cry, she got that onion, yeah yeah yeah
    MC Hammer, naw they can’t touch it, yeah yeah yeah
    Piece string with lean, she’ll bust it, yeah yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah
    Yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah, yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch there, yeah it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah
    Diamonds on that bitch you know it’s flooded, yeah yeah yeah


  • Homeboy Sandman – Bamboo

    [Intro]
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, aight?
    Yo, this is going out to my main man Aja yo the translator, yo
    Yo, I’m recording this in Tokyo with an engineer that don’t speak english y’know what I’m saying?
    And gotta catch a train that shuts down in ten minutes, y’know what I’m saying?
    We gonna get it right though

    [Verse 1]
    Sand is making art again, pardon him
    He’ll relieve himself on any lawn that needs watering
    That’s how come the DJs give him ads ad nauseum
    Cause it that gardening
    He’ll get it popping in the UK Parliament
    He’ll get it popping like the kumite tournament
    He’ll get it popping like all the guys in Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
    He’ll leave you hanging like a holiday ornament (holy shit)
    Name all in your mouth like it was Poligrip
    Now the kid is sicker than his azazel with a nasal drip and ain’t a bit
    Nervous at your service motherfuckers, free the slaves to save the union, move some units keep it moving like a trucker
    Out in Brooklyn I’ll be looking at the clouds, New York’s dead
    Out in Brooklyn I’ll be looking at the clowns, there be crowds of them homie there be droves of them, loads of them
    But you know something? Yo, I don’t even mind I just put it in a rhyme ’cause they rhyme
    Predecessor to the iPhone
    Was a eye for a eye
    All the glory be to God so I god glorify
    The cornea of the storm and end a story going hahaha
    No L-O-L, lift you like a kettlebell, word to mother chocolate covered caramel
    I will tell the devil he can go to hell before I take an L
    Go for dolo, take a photo and I can flow like Quasimoto
    Ring the bell that’s why I hold it the belt
    Bald and bearded kind of build
    Quick to lace a doubter with a cow to milk
    Plus I got a goddess i protect from getting hurt or getting killed, not only that but if I was Scottish I would probably rock a kilt
    Most slept on, but i’ll fluff your pillow for a half a mil’
    I might just pick a weeping willow or a daffodil
    But wait i need to take a pill to chill
    And I never say lit or swag or trill
    Not the type to drop a body in a landfill
    More the type you might find partying to Johnny Gill
    When I was two months old my uncle taught me how to grill
    Then nicknamed me ‘The Carpenter’ ’cause I knew how to build
    First so was the Legos then it was with Play-Doh
    People said that’s dangerous in the cradle, really what do they know?
    The boner made of caramel part sweet potato
    Owner of the parallel parked winnebago


  • Thundercat – Tokyo (Drunk Album)

    Restless nights in Tokyo
    Wanna hear all the sounds and see all the sights
    From the Champs-Élysées to the Gundam Cafe
    Gonna eat so much fish I think I’m gonna be sick
    Gonna blow all my cash on anime (Yes!)
    Don’t try to stop me ’cause I’m over 9000
    Just point me to the pachinko machines
    I think I’m Kenshiro, I think that I’m Goku
    Can I just stay one more day?

    Reckless nights in Tokyo
    Oh my god, it’s Tokyo

    It was premeditated, tried to get someone pregnant
    It wasn’t her fault, I’m just kind of psychotic
    Left on my own, I would never come back
    I’d probably hide in the suicide forest (Shit!)
    This all started when I was a boy
    I went to the dentist and he gave me a toy
    It was Dragon Ball Z, a wrist-slap bracelet
    Goku fucking ruined me

    A love affair with Tokyo


  • FUTURE – Zoom lyrics

    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol’ up

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out of [?]
    20 pills goin’ hyphy
    Oh you lookin’ real icy
    Boy you know you nothin’ like me

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
    I went surfin’ with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast


  • Future – Zoom (Future Album)

    [Intro]
    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol’ up

    [Hook]
    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    [Verse 1]
    I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out ol’ Buice
    20 pills goin’ hyphy
    Oh you lookin’ real icy
    Boy you know you nothin’ like me

    [Hook]
    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    [Verse 2]
    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
    I went surfin’ with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    [Hook]
    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    [Podcast Skit]
    *Laughing*
    Ah, Shit!
    Got it all back, baby
    God damn, welcome to Cap City Records internet podcast, baby, where we make dreams come true
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    (gunshot and assault rifle sounds)
    I’m sayin’; I can’t hear you
    Is there a shoot out?
    What’s goin’ on, young fella?

    Lil’ Draco in this bitch!
    Lil’ Extendo in this bitch!
    (gunshots)

    You just won a Cap City Records contract, man
    Listen here, baby
    Lil’ Draco! Lil’ Extendo! Congratulations, baby; y’all won

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    I’m finna shoot everything up
    (gunshots)
    We need that!


  • Future – Zoom lyrics

    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol’ up

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out of [?]
    20 pills goin’ hyphy
    Oh you lookin’ real icy
    Boy you know you nothin’ like me

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
    I went surfin’ with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast


  • Yui – Tokyo

    Sumi nareta kono heya wo
    Dete yuku hi ga kita
    Atarashii tabidachi ni mada tomadotteru
    The day has come for me to leave this room I’ve been used to living in
    I’m still bewildered at this new journey

    Eki made mukau BASU no naka
    Tomodachi ni MEERU shita
    Inside the bus that’s heading toward the station
    I emailed my friend

    Asa no HOOMU de denwa mo shitemita
    Demo nanka chigau ki ga shita
    I tried to call on the morning platform
    But somehow, I felt that it was different

    Furui GITAA wo hitotsu motte kita
    Shashin wa zenbu oitekita
    I came carrying an old guitar
    I’ve placed out all of the pictures

    Nanika wo tebanashite soshite te ni ireru
    Sonna kurikaeshi ka na?
    I let something go and take something
    I wonder if it’s that kind of repetition?

    Tsuyogari wa itsudatte yume ni tsuduiteru
    Okubyou ni nattara soko de togireru yo
    This show of courage continues even in my dreams
    If I became cowardly, I would be cut off there

    Hashiri dashita densha no naka
    Sukoshi dake naketekita
    Inside the train that began to go
    Just a little bit, I was moved to tears

    Mado no soto ni tsuduiteru kono machi wa
    Kawara nai de to negatta

    This town that continues outside the window
    I wished that it wouldn’t change

    Furui GITAA wo atashi ni kureta hito
    Toukyou wa kowaitte itte ta
    The person who gave me the old guitar
    Had said that Tokyo is scary

    Kotae wo sagasu no wa mou yameta
    Machigai darakede ii
    I’ve already stopped searching for an answer
    It’s fine being full of mistakes

    Akai yuuyake ga BIRU ni togireta
    Namida wo koraetemo
    The red evening glow was cut off at the building
    Even if I endure the tears

    Tsugi no asa ga yattekuru tabigoto ni
    Mayou koto datte aru yo ne?
    Each journey that comes with the next morning
    Has its doubtful places, right?

    Tadashii koto bakari erabe nai
    Sore kurai wakatteru
    I can’t simply choose the right thing
    At least I understand that


  • Roy Woods – Instinct Lyrics

    [Verse 1: Roy Woods]
    Brown skin’s all fine
    Puerto Rican offline, keep it shorty all fine
    Get your badass with me no left goin’ sixteen
    Same bag in the trunk
    Bitches switch ways now her nigga got it in the trunk
    I was for her when you were ready to give her up
    I was on it, makin’ missions just to pick her up
    Flop an average show right now she did religiously
    I can’t trust a nigga or I treat the friends my enemy
    You ain’t got sauce like I got sauce (No)
    Bitch I got juice, quench your thirst with Ciroc
    All the baddies on dat don’t know what I got
    No boy, no man could handle my spot
    Think you know right, but I’m changin’ a lot
    Can’t be no Ma, who you knew from the block?
    Wait until you got it then your loss

    [Hook: Roy Woods]
    With my instinct
    Just following my instinct
    Just know that I stay in-sync
    Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

    I’m just following my instinct
    Just following my instinct
    Just know that I stay in-sync
    Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
    Following my…

    [Verse 2: MadeInTYO]
    Hit me up when you get this
    Talk to you girl cause you listen (Hey)
    I still love you when you’re bitchin’
    She bite her lips when Tokyo switch positions
    You ain’t gotta call the Uber when you’re with me (Skrt)
    She say she miss her Mother, yeah she from Philly
    Rocks in your ear, you know I’m wavy (Skrt, skrt)
    Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Ooh)
    Yellow stones like I’m simpsons
    I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
    Yea I’m ballin’ like a Piston (Ooh)
    Tell me what you wanna do
    Yeah, I’m just following my instincts (Hey)
    Tell me what you wanna do
    Yea I’m in the Six, baby coming’ through

    [Hook: Roy Woods]
    With my instinct
    Just following my instinct
    Just know that I stay in-sync
    Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the South

    I’m just following my instinct
    Just following my instinct
    Just know that I stay in-sync
    Never wrong, anyting or anyting in the Southside
    Following my…


  • Kanye West – Flashing Lights (Clipse Remix) Lyrics

    [Intro]
    We got the remix
    It’s another hot exclusive from the dominators

    [Hook: Connie Mitchell + Dwele]
    Flashing lights, lights
    Flashing lights, lights
    Flashing lights, lights
    What do I know?
    Flashing lights, lights
    Know

    [Verse 1: Pusha T]
    Pharmaceuticals bought me charm like the jeweler jewels
    Squares of ice shed light like the Rubix cube
    I get it mixed up, red with the blues
    And she all mixed up, admirin’ the hues
    Four years later, niggas admirin’ your shoes
    Bape year late, we call you Tokyo buffoons
    ‘Cause stylists admire us, look at how you groom
    Keep runnin’ to SoHo, them exclusives in my room
    Niggas is biters, we let you slide with your writings
    We knew that cocaine talk was not like you
    But who goes as far as tryin’ to dress like him?
    One sequin glove can never make you Michael
    I moonwalk over tracks and make niggas spiteful
    But never hear a word ’cause them niggas know
    That my flow so viper and if Pusha go psycho
    He’ll seance that pen and pull your spirit up out yah, P

    [Verse 2: No Malice]
    I’m so literary with it, you can tell how I write
    The boy such an author, I just smoke a pipe
    Rockin’ an ascot, the coupe with a glass top
    17 inch rims makin’ the ass drop
    I was in the spot from the first to the fifth
    With a mean comeback like The Return of the Sith
    Like ridin’ a bike, never you forget
    Still I got it for cheap, whether you smoke or you sniff
    The gift is the curse and vice versa
    To remove me off that horse takes more than a merger
    Durin’ that hiatus I was with the natives
    Then back to the States, pass along the savings
    Put it in the street, caterin’ the cravings
    Like the second-comin’, got the fans awaitin’
    Victory is sweet, even amongst the hatin’
    Find me on that beach, island in the Caymans, gone

    [Hook: Dwele + Connie Mitchell]
    As you recall, you know I love to show off
    But you never thought that I would take it this far
    What do you know?
    Flashing lights, lights
    What do you know?
    Flashing lights, lights
    Know…
    Flashing lights, lights
    Flashing lights, lights

    [Outro: DJ Drama]
    What up, you know who it is, it’s the one and only Mr. Thanksgiving a.k.a. Mr. Gangsta Grillz himself, DJ Drama. And right now you’re locked into Benzy’s Get Right Radio. Pay attention!


  • MADEINTYO – Skateboard P (Remix) (feat. Big Sean)

    [Intro]
    Oh, K Swisha, oh

    [Hook: MadeinTYO]
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

    [Verse 1: Big Sean]
    Made in Tokyo, damn
    Just like most my clothes, damn
    Chain on Skateboard P
    Skateboard P be my OG
    Hoes steady waiting on me
    Fuckboy hate on me like it’s they only J-O-B
    You will respect, yeah pay your fee
    I changed the game up like the last level
    Got beaters B-I-G
    And I did the Jesus pieces
    I did the POW three pieces
    I’m ya niggas OG, yeah
    I’m at a level you can’t see at
    Mine Jacob, your shit costume jewelry, Halloween yeah
    Level up, level up, level up
    Never let my dogs down, I let ’em up
    You in a clique full of niggas I can never trust
    Backstabbing pshh that was never us
    Only thing behind the back was the past
    Treat my first day like it’s my last
    Boy my first single was "My Last"
    That just shows you right there where I’m at

    [Hook: MadeinTYO & (Big Sean)]
    (We been goin’ ape like Nigo)
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo (Like Nigo)
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

    [Verse 2: MadeinTYO]
    Yeah, made that money on a Monday
    Yeah, ratchet bitch on the runway
    Oh, throw that money on the runway
    Yeah, ratchet bitch on the runway
    Yeah, took her on a double date
    She tryna eat good, steak up on her plate
    Gucci on my feet, oh Gucci on my face
    Yeah, she a thot, ugh, get up out my face
    Move damn, hurry, woah
    Diamond McFlurry, woah
    Stackin’ my money, woah
    Move yeah hurry, woah
    Diamond McFlurry, woah
    Stackin’ my money, woah
    We make a movie boo (skrt-skrt)

    [Hook: MadeinTYO]
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P

    [Verse 3: MadeinTYO]
    Hold up baby girl, yeah you know I got it
    Oh yeah, oh, nigga kinda poppin’
    I’ve been buyin’ Louie, I’ve been shoppin’
    Gotta get it, oh, Yeah no option
    KY run me back, KY run me back (KY engineering)
    Swisha on the track, Swisha on the track (K Swisha)
    Tokyo that crack, Tokyo the crack
    Baby run it back, baby run it back
    I got the res today
    She got a bed today
    These niggas feel some way
    You let that shit escape
    Oh I don’t let it go, oh I don’t let it go
    Oh I don’t let it go, oh I don’t let it go

    [Hook: MadeinTYO]
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Yeah goin’ ape like Nigo
    Move out the way, please don’t be a hero
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P
    Bling-blaow, oh, chains on Skateboard P


  • K Camp – Lyric Ave letras

    [Intro]
    Oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh-oh

    [Verse 1]
    First off I am not a rapper, second off we are not the same
    Third thing, all you bitch niggas on the internet, you should be ashamed
    Closet full of Alexander Wang
    Louis loafers, you can say I changed
    Louis jacket just to block the rain
    Eatin’ lobster bisk with some champagne
    RIP to Bankroll
    Shit all day been chasin’ bankrolls
    I ain’t even change, I’m in the same clothes
    Young wild nigga these hoes can’t expose
    Young wild nigga that came in on fleek
    Gotta get that lil bitch out my sheets
    Uber outside, I see you next week
    Mover XL, you know a nigga cheap
    Pull up to your function ridin’ in that foreign car
    Shawty fuck me off that co-co, feel like Pablo Escobar
    Ain’t no pressure I’ma still accept your ass for who you are
    Now just hop in my jacuzzi lose the panties and that bra

    [Interlude]
    Oh-oh-oh

    [Verse 2]
    Bitch I’m that dude
    King of pro tool
    I am so rude
    Feel like Goku
    Lunch and no boo
    Don’t do tofu
    Say he know me but I don’t know old dude
    Why you trippin’ man I swear she old news
    Stop that bitch and girl you know you mine
    Rollin’ stone, get my Rollie on
    Rollin’ raw cone, drinkin’ red wine
    But these niggas still know what’s happenin’
    I’m not just rappin’
    Expressin’ my emotions through some God damn captions
    Ridin’ through the city and I’m God damn packin’
    Cause I wish a nigga would nigga I’m God damn lappin’
    On my way baby wish me well
    Young nigga finally came out that shell
    I’m the motherfuckin’ truth bitch, if you can’t tell

    [Hook]
    I got my change up
    I got my name up
    I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
    These bitches dangerous
    Fuck me like I’m famous
    Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
    Change up
    I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
    These bitches dangerous
    Fuck me like I’m famous
    Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
    Let’s get it

    [Verse 3]
    Bitch I’m on, they can’t help but hate
    Round table with a full plate
    I be in here, finest night chef
    Shoutout (?)
    Hand be so swift
    Tokyo drift
    Now I’m ridin’
    Green on me add a thousand dollars
    Young nigga got his money pilin’
    When I seen a mil bitch I started robbin’

    [Hook]
    I got my change up
    I got my name up
    I wish a nigga tried to tell me that I change up
    These bitches dangerous
    Fuck me like I’m famous
    Bought a brand new foreign so I had to switch my lane up
    Change up
    I got my change up, I got my change up, I got my change up
    These bitches dangerous
    Fuck me like I’m famous
    Tell me why you hatin’ cause a nigga switched his lane up
    Let’s get it

    [Outro]
    When are we gonna do Lyric Ave again
    That was crazy last week
    See you soon, call us, bye