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Charlie Puth – See You Again Lyrics

(Intro-Charlie Puth)
#It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…

Wiz Khalifa
Damn who knew,all the planes we flew,good things we been through
That I’ll be standing right here talkin’ to you
About another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But suttin’ told me that it wouldn’t last, had to switch up
Look at things different see the bigger picture
Those were the days,hard work forever pays
Now I’ll see you in a better place
Uuuhh
How can we not talk about family when family’s all we got
Everything I went through you were standing there by my side
And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride

Charie Puth
It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…
OOOOOOHHHH, OOOOOOOOHH WOOAAAHH,OOOOOUUUUU OOOOUUUUU….

Wiz Khalifa
First you both go out your way,and the vibe is feeling strong
And what’s small turn to a friendship, and that friendship turn to a bond
And that bond will never be broken,the love will never get lost…
And when brotherhood come first,then the line will never be crossed
Established it on our own,when that line had to be drawn
And that line is what we reach
So remember me when I’m gone
How can we not talk about family when family’s all we got
Everything I went through you were standing there by my side
And now you gon’ be with me for the last ride…

Charlie Puth
So let the light guide your way, yeah
Hold every memory as you go
And every road you take, always lead you home, hoomme

It’s been a long day, without you my friend
And I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again
We’ve come a long way, from where we began
Ooh I’ll tell you all about it when I see you again,when I see you again…
OOOOOOHHHH, OOOOOOOOHH WOOAAAHH,OOOOOUUUUU OOOOUUUUU….

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The ghost – NIVIRO lyrics

Lyrics NIVIRO – The ghost

I can see you from behind
You can hear me in your mind
Run so fast as you can go
Time will catch you before you know.(the ghost)

Are you afraid of the dark?
Versuri-lyrics.info
Are you scared?
I am you.

I’m coming closer
I will catch you
The time, it goes
Tick tack, tick tack, tick tack.

Are you afraid of the dark?
Are you scared?
I am youuu.
Niviro lyrics
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Other girl – Morgan Page feat. Rayla lyrics

Lyrics Morgan PAGE – Other girl

So I know there’s a girl
I caught her pretty pictures on your phone
Ain’t she the blonde with the curls?
I knew I couldn’t trust you all along.(other girl)

You said it was nothing like it was
Meanwhile you’re at her place making up
How dare you say I’m the one who’s wrong
When you’re a thief?

‘Cause you stole my heart
But I’m better than that other girl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other girl
She’ll have to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I’m so glad I’m not your girl, I’m not your girl.

So you got what you want
It’s amazing how you always get your way
You still play little games with my brain
What makes you think that’s okay?

Like when you said it was nothing but it was
Her name was rolling off your lying tongue
How dare you say that I’m the one who’s wrong
Versuri-lyrics.info
When you’re a thief?

‘Cause you stole my heart
But I’m better than that other girl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other giiirl
She’ll have to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I’m so glad I’m not your girl, I’m not your girl.

That other giiirl
Oh, I feel sorry for that other giiirl
She’ll have to deal with all them other girls
Damn, I’m so glad I’m not your girl, I’m not your girl
I’m not your girl, I’m not your girlll.
Morgan PAGE lyrics
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So long – Massari lyrics

Lyrics Massari – So long

You’re talking to your mirror more than you talk to your mother
You’re playing with your phone like we don’t know each other
A stranger walking by wouldn’t know that we was lovers
I gotta say this now ’cause I know that we in trouble.(so long)

You used to spend the days lying in the sunlight
Now you wanna be the girl in the nightlife
What ever happened to the kids and the good times?
We running out of time.

So looong, so looong
I got to be moving on
I’ll miss you but I cannot
Wait for you to catch on
So looong, so looong
It hurts ’cause our love is strong
You can’t give me what I want
So I got to say so looong.

You used to wear my ring but now you leave it on the dresser
You could’ve been my queen I would’ve given every treasure
You don’t understand we could’ve seen the world together
It’s so sad, it’s so sad.

You used to spend the days lying in the sunlight
Now you wanna be the girl in the nightlife
What ever happened to the kids and the good times?
We running out of time.

So looong, so looong
I got to be moving on
I’ll miss you but I cannot
Wait for you to catch on
So looong, so looong
It hurts ’cause our love is strong
You can’t give me what I want
So I got to say so looong.

So looong, so looong
I ain’t about to wait on nobody
So looong, so looong
Should’ve took the chance when you had it
I’ll be moving on versuri-lyrics.info
Girl, you had me waiting for too long
I tried to stay and find a way
Now you got me saying so looong.

So long, so long (so looong)
I got to be moving on (so looong)
I’ll miss you but I cannot
Wait for you to catch on
So looong, so looong
It hurts ’cause our love is strong
You can’t give me what I want
So I got to say so looong
So lonoog, so looong
I got to be moving on
I’ll miss you but I cannot
Wait for you to catch on
So long (so looong), so long (so looong)
It hurts ’cause our love is strong
You can’t give me what I want
So I got to say so longgg.
Massari lyrics
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Ya salam – Kurdo songtexte

Songtexte Kurdo – Ya salam

Sonnenbrille so wie Stevie Wonder.
Jeden tag ist jetzt sonntag.
Links, rechts so wie Van Damme.
Rek digi digi bom boom.
Mit dem gang and the minibar.(ya salam)

Amsterdam, ya salam, ya salaaam.
Paris, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Berlin, yaa salam, ya salaaam.
Versuri-lyrics.info
Bruxelles, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Frankfurtm yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Hamburg, yaaa salam, ya salaaam.
Kurdo songtexte
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Borussia – Jul paroles

Paroles Jul – Borussia

J’mets la gasoline, j’ai mon survet’ du Borussia
Et j’f*ck la P****, une vie à haut risque
J’m’en fous de toi et tes 4, 5 cous’
La Cosa s’impose pendant qu’toi t’fais crédit pour des fausses Greygoose
Quand tu m’ignore, j’ai l’blouse
J’ai le son à fond, j’fais cracher le V12
Au lieu de m’observer, beh surveille ton épouse
J’mets la tenue si y’a embrouille
J’sors l’épée au quartier hiver comme été les potes sont endettés, volent pour l’flouz
Pour des shoes, ou des choses de grandes valeurs
Tu t’es fais péter tu courrais à 2 à l’heure
On en voit de toutes les couleurs
C’est banal de se raconter nos malheurs
Elle fais la violente, elle est super douce
Fais pas l’vaillant on a le super 12
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Elle fais la violente, elle est super douce
Fais pas l’vaillant on a le super .12
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut, il faut
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça.

Oubliez moi j’me mets hors ligne, là
Ca s’balade avec le brolique ah
Ce soir je fais l’alcoolique, là
J’vais p’tetre tanker mon bolide, là
C’est quoi ce sourire la señorita
Peut etre bizarre, j’aime les jolies garces
Pourquoi c’est toujours les bons qui partent
Pourquoi c’est toujours les bons qui partent.

J’oublie pas d’où j’viens non je renie pas
J’vais voir une miss, j’sens le Lolita
Elle a la boco il m’faut un Doliprane
Elle a la boco il m’faut un Doliprane
D’où j’viens ça veut l’bolide-arme
D’où j’viens ça veut l’bolide-arme.

J’mets la gasoline, j’ai mon survet’ du Borussia
Et j’f*ck la P****, une vie à haut risque
J’m’en fous de toi et tes 4, 5 cous’
La Cosa s’impose pendant qu’toi t’fais crédit pour des fausses Greygoose
Quand tu m’ignore, j’ai l’blouse versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai le son à fond, j’fais cracher le V12
Au lieu de m’observer, beh surveille ton épouse
J’mets la tenue si y’a embrouille
J’sors l’épée au quartier hiver comme été les potes sont endettés, volent pour l’flouz
Pour des shoes, ou des choses de grandes valeurs
Tu t’es fais péter tu courrais à 2 à l’heure
On en voit de toutes les couleurs
C’est banal de se raconter nos malheurs
Elle fais la violente, elle est super douce
Fais pas l’vaillant on a le super .12
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Elle fais la violente, elle est super douce
Fais pas l’vaillant on a le super .12
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça
Il faut, il faut
Il faut que je m’éloigne d’tout ça.

Oubliez moi j’me mets hors ligne, là
Ca s’balade avec le brolique ah
Ce soir je fais l’alcoolique, là
J’vais p’tetre tanker mon bolide, là
C’est quoi ce sourire la señorita
Peut etre bizarre, j’aime les jolies garces
Pourquoi toujours c’est les bons qui partent
Pourquoi toujours c’est les bons qui partent.

J’oublie pas d’où j’viens non je renie pas
J’vais voir une miss, j’sens le Lolita
Elle a la boco il m’faut un Doliprane
D’où j’viens ça veut l’bolide-arme
D’où j’viens ça veut l’bolide-arme
Sur l’croco j’ai lachés des p’tites larmesss.
Jul paroles
Video Jul

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The heart part 4 – Kendrick Lamar lyrics

Lyrics Kendrick Lamar – The heart part 4

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.(the heart part 4)

Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Travel ’round the atlas in this spaceship
Candy-coated, my day shift’s
Been devoted to f*ckin’ up bundles of paper
Pi equals three-fourteen
The devil’s pie is big enough to justify the whole thing
Wait up, lampin’ in Jamaica versuri-lyrics.info
The clouds turnin’, my thoughts turnin’
Burnin’ castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin’
This seed in this soil is classified
I’m satisfied when I strategize my kid’s future
I ain’t sanctified enough to say that I won’t shoot ya
I done vandalized the industry full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus this
Scum of a land that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the picture
The more blood pours, but..(the heart part 4)

Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you
Don’t tell a lie on me
I won’t tell the truth ’bout you.

My fans can’t wait for me to son ya punk-ass
And crush ya whole lil’ shit
I’ll Big Pun ya punk-ass, you a scared little b*tch
Tiptoein’ around my name, nigga, you lame
And when I get at you, homie
Don’t you just tell me you was just playin’
Oh, I was just playin’, K-Dot
C’mon, you know a nigga rock with you, bro
Shut the f*ck up, you sound like the last nigga I know
Might end up like the last nigga I know
Oh, you don’t wanna clash? Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, head on the floor
Hoppin’ out before the vehicle crash, I’m on a roll
Yellin’, “One, two, three, four, five
I am the greatest rapper alive!”
So damn great, motherf*cker, I’ve died
What you hearin’ now is a paranormal vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, nigga (facts)
A condo in Compton, I’m still in reach, nigga (facts)
I’m fresh out the water, I’m ’bout to breach, nigga
The five-foot giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, mo’ cars, mo’ leers
Mo’ bars, no peers, no scars, no fear—f*ck y’all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers
You know what the risk is
Earthed in ditches, your body revertin’ to stiffness
The whole world gone mad
Bodies is addin’ up, market’s about to crash
Niggas is fake rich, b*tches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, whites that do the dab
Donald Trump is a chump
Know how we feel, punk? Tell ’em that God comin’
And Russia need a replay button, y’all up to somethin’
Electorial votes look like memorial votes
But America’s truth ain’t ignorin’ the votes
It’s blasphemy, how many gon’ blast for me?
I prophesized on my last song, you laughed at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin’, don’t you ask for me
How many leaders gon’ tell you the truth after me?
G Malone big bro, kudos to him
I was two O’s from a M, tryna be big as Em
Thirty millions later, my future favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme savior
Salmon and capers, fame and lawsuits
You lookin’ at me in Chucks, I’m lookin’ at y’all suits
Me and Top Dawg playin’ rock-paper-scissors in court
A real hustler lose money just to go get some more
I said it’s like that, drop one classic, came right back
‘Nother classic, right back
My next album, the whole industry on the ice pack
With TOC, you see the flames
In my E-Y-E’s; it’s not a game
And the whole world is goin’ mad, daddy, it’s sad, daddy
My only advice? Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca on trial, tryna portray a boxer
Beatin’ up on my niggas while the CO’s watch him
Tables turned, lesson learned, my best look
You jumped sides on me, now you ’bout to meet Westbrook
Go celebrate with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know, the next game played I might slap the shit out you
Technical foul, I’m flagrant, I’m foul
They throwin’ me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, they— (Nah, I don’t like that)
Look at my smile, I’m smirkin’
Calm but urgent (That ain’t the style, f*ck!)
So many verses, you live in denial (f*ck!)
So many verses, I never run out (What?)
You makin’ him nervous, the music is loud
Ho, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit yo’ punk ass down!
(Sit yo’ punk ass down!)
So that means you ain’t bigger than rapping (What else?)
So that means no more playin’ the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is solidified if you ask me (What else?)
My name is identified as “That King”
I’ll let y’all worry about a list, I’m on some other shit
A difference between accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, this is in forever
Y’all got ’til April the 7th to get y’all shit together.(the heart part 4)

Let’s get it
Look, look
On foenemmm.
Kendrick Lamar lyrics
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Black hoodie – Body Count lyrics

Lyrics Body Count – Black hoodie

All these people out here tripping off police brutality like this shit is something new
Give me a f*cking break
I’ve been talking about this shit for over 20 years
And now you can kill a motherf*cker just because of how he’s dressed
Are you f*cking serious.(black hoodie)

Got on a black hoodie, it’s .. head
I didn’t have a gun so why am I dead
You didn’t have to shoot me and that’s a known fact
And now I’m laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on a black hoodie, it’s .. head
I didn’t have a gun so why am I dead
You didn’t have to shoot me and that’s a known fact
And now I’m laying face down with bullets in my back.

This is how it happened
Out late night just chilling with my clique
No one had a gun, everyone’s legit
One of my boys is drunk, ..
He can barely talk off that Cognac
Then the cops roll up, I don’t know why he ran
Maybe .. I still don’t understand
That motherf*cker’s crazy, the homies laughed
He might’ve got a block and then we heard shots
The f*cking cop shot him, yo a nigga’s dead
They hit him twice in the back, once in the head and leg
We all went crazy on that .. shit
They ain’t .., they meant business
They didn’t have to shoot him, he didn’t have a gun
What they’re gonna say is “Why the f*ck he run?”
We can’t be seeing this, .. went way too far
My man’s laying dead, covered him up.

You motherf*ckers, call the f*cking paramedics man
My man’s not breathing, man
What the f*ck’s the matter with you, man?
Aww shit.

Got on a black hoodie, it’s .. head
I didn’t have a gun so why am I dead
You didn’t have to shoot me and that’s a known fact
And now I’m laying face down with bullets in my back
Got on a black hoodie, it’s .. head
I didn’t have a gun so why am I dead
You didn’t have to shoot me and that’s a known fact
And now I’m laying face down with bullets in my back.

Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
Woop woop, that’s the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
That’s the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
Woop woop, that’s the sound on the streets.

Now .. court, we gotta have hope
Maybe some justice, some got it on video
They say do something, he used to gang bang
They made my homie look like f*cking shit on everything
Got on a black hoodie, that’s all it took
.. dirty f*cking street crook versuri-lyrics.info
They let the cops off, nobody f*cking marched
Nobody had a clue, it’s never made the news.

Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
Woop woop, that’s the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
That’s the sound on the streets
Woop woop, that’s the sound of the police
Woop woop, that’s the sound on the streets.

Got on my black hoodieee. (x3)
Body Count lyrics
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No reason – Famous Dex Lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – No reason

Dexter, Dexter
30K right on my wrist, 30K right on my wrist
Know what I’m saying, wave bros sh*t, ya dig
Dexter, wait look huhhh.(no reason)

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reason
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reason
I be so high for no reason.

B*tches they laugh for no reason, I f*ck on you either
My squad mistreat her, huh
Riding round in a Beamer, huh
Count the racks up like Serena
Two b*tches no Easter, I swerving’ through coke like it’s legal
We know it’s illegal, huh
All [.. eagle, huh versuri-lyrics.info
Make them burdens like the Beatles, yeah
I f*ck that b*tch I don’t need her, huh
I’ll f*ck that b*tch when I meet her, huh
Wait, that b*tch she a eater, huh
New ice yeah it’s freezer, what, huh
I’m broke in the days, yeah
I was broke in the days, yeah
Now I turn up on the stage
I get the money, I swear I be paid, yeah
Hmmm, yeah, f*ck you lil b*tch pull up ..

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reason
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reason
I be so high for no reason.

Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reasooon
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reasooon
I be so high for no reasooon
Look at my watch can you see a new freezer
I turn your b*tch to a eater, huh
b*tch I be fly like peter, huh
Paying no mile like a meter, huh
Trappin’ so hard yeah I ball for no reasooon
Yeezy’s just get me the season, huh
b*tches be laugh for no reasooon
I be so high for no reasonnn.
Famous Dex lyrics
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Section Boyz – Barzy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When you get a pack, better check that
Peng gyal, Benz gyal, let me rev that
Lost a pack, that’s a setback
Likkle man ain’t moving right, had to left that
Man can talk the ting and still sound mad
Phone Norwood and link fat pants
Trap trap, that’s trap cash
Throwback, would’ve linked fat Jaz
Now that’s wham Jaz tryna smash man
Hit the trap with the trap gang
Took the brick out the plastic bag
Bro double-tapped it with one hand
She love hatting, likkle dutty gyal
She just think I’m a rastaman

[Verse 2: Inch]
I’m a beast, not savage
The kick in the beat, that’s savage
Chop a boy up like cabbage
The bud’s in the bag, that’s baggage
You ain’t never spun it in traffic
Or jumped it on “oh, let’s have it”
Shoe dem aga kinda tragic
I’m with grem but I came with ‘matic
No, I don’t fuck with magic
Tell a boy please don’t panic
Anything we see, we grab it
Managing criminal damage
No, I don’t play, my yout
Dash man straight in the boot
Light man up like a zoot
Gyally think I’m cute and rude

[Verse 3]
Been in the street from time
Getting tick boxes like a checklist
From a Q to a half to an O
The care pack coming, we stretched it
Had close calls
Feds pulled up and we legged it
Os on the floor in a duffel bag
Pick it up, do a deadlift
Reload looking like acres
I ran through a brick one time
Only linked two patients
You might look like money right now
But what are you saving?
Late night doing T life
That’s a young nigga getting paid quick

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Giggs – I’m With It Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’m really down, I’m with it
These niggas really down to visit
My itchy finger’s down to fidget
I bring the fizzy round to visit
Rounds are rigid
Cause I’ve got them pounds, them digits
I told them that I’m down to bridge it
All these niggas round me’s legit

[Verse 1]
You’re down to diss it, I’m round and with it
I’m back, strap, run round, you whiz it
All my niggas down for cricket
These niggas coming round for chicken
You cut them pictures down for clipping
I know my way around the kitchen
I know my way around the whipping
I put that Scotty down for Pippin
I pop that shotty round for slipping
I pop my pocket out for dipping
I pop my wallet out, so tipping
I copped that bloody brown for flipping

[Chorus]
Down, I’m with it
These niggas really down to visit
My itchy finger’s down to fidget
I bring the fizzy round to visit
Rounds are rigid
Cause I’ve got them pounds, them digits
I told them that I’m down to bridge it
All these niggas round me’s legit

[Verse 2]
I was down in Peckham
A nigga’s coming round for seconds
A nigga’s coming round to stretch ’em
A nigga’s coming round to tek ’em
Everybody’s down for lessons
We just drop ’em down fi left ’em
Now I’m stepping out, fluorescent
Everybody’s coming round for sessions
And I’ve got that loud possession
My bro just knocked, who dat? I Steff ’em
And a nigga proud to eff ’em
I’ve got soldiers and I’m round to prep ’em

[Chorus]
Down, I’m with it
These niggas really down to visit
My itchy finger’s down to fidget
I bring the fizzy round to visit
Rounds are rigid
Cause I’ve got them pounds, them digits
I told them that I’m down to bridge it
All these niggas round me’s legit

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Section Boyz – Devil Face Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Devil face, I think she’s a devil
Plastic nine but the four is metal
Wax on with the oil or Dettol
Making money like my uncle Neville
I’m with Kane, we never came to wrestle
Likkle trade, team powered by petrol
You’re too ‘fraid man never came to get you
Sideways, man used to respect you
Do the road and I do it in fresh boot
More champagne make the gyal dem get loose
Uck faces, wanna see man’s bedroom
Opposition wanna see man dead too
Likkle brap, that’s a dustpan, ain’t got a broom
Tell a gyal give me hmm and she say I’m too rude
If I say I need to lick it then I’m talking a move
Dem boy love kiss up the boobs and hmm
Had the same dot dot from boys in the hood
That’s no pop pop, only boom boom
Ex-gyal vexed but my new gyal good
Likkle sketty redhead wanna ride man’s hood

[Chorus]
Devil face, I thinks he’s a devil
Love the streets so she won’t settle
He’s a neek but he’s acting special
Talking Ps till the robbers get you
In the ends with the skets and skengs too
New friends, you forgot your old crew
High-streeting, man know man’s local
Let the workers network their social
On the block, all antisocial
All these women wanna come get social
Normal people think say man’s so cool

[Verse 2]
Man are teefing the Section sound
Wait there cause we back in town
Warfare, I ain’t backing down
Big dargies, I roll with hounds
Young G, tell dem bring that round
Fat larma in mumzy’s lounge
Selling both, I had white and brown
Big yard with the mandem now
I hit the booth in my dressing gown
Deep end, yeah, them man would drown
Fast live, I’ve been swerving ’round
Flashbacks when I splash mine
In the ding dong and then burn it down
Nighttime in the day
Peng tings, they wan’ stay
Lay it down, no delay
Gyal give me uck in my Js
Any weather, man march
Trap, get the money like May
On the road to get riches
Nah, nah, I ain’t losing my way
Blowing green till a man goes grey
Sideman, yeah, them man love hate
I just tell ’em fuck what they say
Bang early, dem man dere late
Still certi, not that much changed
[?] got gyal from kway
Jezebel, she can’t be my bae
I dash her out with her dirty ways

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Section Boyz – Army Lyrics

[Chorus: Swift]
Came with the gang on the set
Walk in like the army
How could a gyal be peng
And try walk past me?
Came to your ends with my friends
And I know that’s jarring
Free up my friends who got locked
By the bloodclart ‘rali, ‘rali, ‘rali
That’s jarring
‘Rali, ‘rali, ‘r-
That’s jarring

[Verse 1: Littlez]
So certi
How can they pass me?
Done locked off dances
Now man get paid to party
Got gyal dem stalking
Rudeboy, yeah, man’s so charming
T-house, mad work in
Bedroom look like man’s farming
Bill up my, bill up my draw with Barney
Dem gyal do too much talking
Wan’ come jam, they jar me
Gyal tek it off and get twerking
Gold on me like gnarly
Loud packs get a hani
Being ghost, I move Gastly
I don’t rate man hardly

[Verse 2: Swift]
Feds on ends
Spies, informers and ‘rali
Re-up my sket
Long time she ain’t give me ‘nani
I like gyal that are peng
Dem kind of gyal make me horny
Back then with the jack jaw ped
Like Tommy or Charlie
Man make a brick go quick
Who can move it the fastest?
Link Flipz in a bit
Man’s listening to “Dun Talkin’”
Gyal wanna link
Thinking should I be drawing?
She like Swift but
She ain’t see me in the morning

[Verse 3: Knine]
Come in the dance, start flexing
You know the whole gang stay reckless
Bu-bu-bang like Fek said
Mash the Ps and let’s get bread
Dem man dere are jarring
Act like they put in work, they’re just targets
A hundred thugs dem marching
Grab the ting and then bark it
Time to grind for the morning
Bill a spliff while I’m yawning
What’s all the typing and talking?
Vocal the cartridge in and then spark it
Hotline blinging off, bare talking
Dem boys see me ’nuff, bare talking
Man’s gonna get bread regardless
When I want trees, I link farmers

[Chorus: Swift]
Came with the gang on the set
Walk in like the army
How could a gyal be peng
And try walk past me?
Came to your ends with my friends
And I know that’s jarring
Free up my friends who got locked
By the bloodclart ‘rali, ‘rali, ‘rali
That’s jarring
‘Rali, ‘rali, ‘r-
That’s jarring

[Verse 4: Inch]
I came there
Shell that stage there
No, I don’t play fair
Wah? Wah? Wait there
Kick off mi shoe there
Step inna di room there
Bored right through there
Kick up the yout, turn ’em typhoon, yeah
This ah di warlord school
No, we don’t play with fools
Man just got the shell a man call
So I came with the shell a man crew
Peng tings wanna shell a man too
And they don’t mind slamming in twos
All they need is gas and juice
I don’t care ’bout no dickhead yout

[Verse 5: Deepee]
My bruddas, my bro V
Posted up like the Marleys
Dude on the phone
That’s [?] iCarly
I can see why you hate cause you’re broke
And they love you hardly
Walked in the strip
Had the frontline looking like Cani
Muhammad Ali
I am the greatest, you cannot pass me
Man crush bud inna hand on the road
When I step with chargie
I’m a real nigga but my real name?
That, you can’t ask me
Free my bros
Got locked by the bloodclart ‘rali

[Verse 6: Sleeks]
Tracksuit Mafia
See me in shirts hardly
Trap and rap
Tony Hawk cause I’m grinding
Money on my mind, where’s that pack?
Go find it
I ain’t rich yet
But I’ll soon be in perfect timing
I won’t wife her
But that poom poom is a Ferrari
She wan’ lock me like
Them bracelets made by Carti’
Fuck the ‘rali
Lock down half the army
Smoking flavours
Bill it up and spark it

[Chorus: Swift]
‘Rali, ‘rali
That’s jarring
‘Rali, ‘rali, ‘r-
That’s jarring

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Giggs – Superheroes Lyrics

Swoop, swoop
Man’s a swooper
Man ain’t superheroes
Man’s just super
Man just scoop that Cooper
Man’s a scooper
Man just banged that shoot out
Man got shoot up
Man rolled up and banged out
Man got boot up
Man rolled up, strap hanged out
And banged that group up
Man stand up, that’s man down
And bang that coop up
Man caught slipping, flexing
Man banged that suit up
M-man got grouped up
You know that ride there?
Man’s on souped-up
Man’s got two pumps, one nine
Now man’s got two tucked
Man can get that version
But man’s got to cut
Man’s them shooters shooting
I see man’s got new ducks
Man wanna let that yout in
I see man’s got new bucks
Man wanna get that stupid
I see man’s got new guts
Man better get that loop in
Because man’s getting moved up
Man-man’s a shooter
Man’s no superhero
Man’s the future
Get that group chat working
Man’s a grouper
Music cooper trooper
And man’s King Koopa
Get that pussy popping
Boop, here’s a blooper
Fuck off, Addison
Use a Uber
Man ah beat that chick
Use a Krueger
Man don’t take no Ls
Use a loser

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Mike WiLL Made-It – Razzle Dazzle Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Ransom
Oh yeah, wizard
Know what I’m sayin’?
Feel like motherfuckin’ avatar, nigga
Mercury, Pluto, yeah, yeah
On Pluto
(Ear Drummers)

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

[Verse 1: Future]
I dab on these niggas with no doors
You hidin’ the real, you behind doors
I can count every dollar up blindfolded
Beginnin’ to end, I’m a giant (Freebandz)
I travel the world, change the climate (100)
My lil sister dealing with sickle cell
Hit me with a text just a few minutes ago
Say she love me, I told her I love her too
I can only imagine what she going through
And she got me on drank and the molly’s too
Got that bitch out in penthouse and Follies too
Got a plug on the line with them models too
Got some trucks in the photo, a couple coupes
I’m a king and the one bitch will never do
I get love from Marcell all the way to Peru
Went through hell for this shit I’m long overdue
Have my youngin’s pull up on you, sprayin’ shit
I was coppin’ it, buyin’ it, weighin’ it
All these foreigns, I drive, I’ma stay in it
Hit your bitch on the low, I’ma stay in it
I was so on the dope, hit that bitch on that dope
Gotta head in the door while I fucked on her throat
I smoke on an ounce and I pour up a 4
Hear what they like from the gutter, they got it
Love me or hate me, get richer than Pryor
No fronters, no necklace, my nigga will buy it
The plug tried to give it to us, we took it
I learned the game, nigga, then I got money
The chains and rings and they came from the pain
18 karat gold on my fangs
I hustle, deal with killers, stuck in my veins
Ran through 10 mil like the avenue

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

[Verse 2: Future]
Fuck all these interviews, that shit commercial
Ayy, I run up with Murda
These niggas, they ready to whack so
Shit, I’m ready to stack some
I get money, young money hereditary
We had syrup in the 4 when they never did it
Had the molly’s on Pluto, they never did it
Had them Percocets when you would never do it
Used to dream of the shit that you never do
Now I’m livin’ the life that you never knew
Out my all red, don’t open up every door
They got red on these carpets on every floor
Got a stash for them ratchets in every door
Took a half on a half, I went overdose
Sold a half for a bag, deal at your door
I go play in the place, they say, “Bonjour”
Knowin’ knowin’ exactly what I done before
If you shoot on command, I’ma love you more
All the dirt that I did, I try wash it off
When it come back to haunt me, I never know
Wish I knew all the day when the time would come
Ain’t no friends in this game, it’s another war
Put a whole ‘nother style on another broad
Went to work for the love of my little boys

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

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T.I. – Do My Thing Lyrics

[Intro: T.I.]
M L K
Whoo Kid
We violate, we demonstrate
Turn It

[Verse 1: T.I.]
We pull up on you with no mask off and blast off
Let a chopper blow you ass off, [??]
Just [??] you can get tapped, lil shit, yeah
Yeah nigga, know about wassup, yeah
I’m lit, yeah
You can’t get it if you really want it,I’m really with it
When you see me, got the semi with me, I really shoot [??]
I from where the niggas see the man, won’t be the man
Find a way to getting that tudor man
And do as I say so, yeah
And take that nigga , take that
That’s what you get for way back, yeah they say that
What go around come around but I’m going now
A dawg [??] if I bless you shawty
My niggas won’t rest ’till they catch you shawty
They going up, Macedemia, catch you net you

[Hook: T.I.]
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (Yeah)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say
I’ma do my thing, I give a damn what a nigga say (Do it)
I’ma do my thing, I give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (Yeah)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, yeah, I do my thing (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (I’ma do it)
Do my thing, do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)

[Bridge: T.I. & DJ Whoo Kid]
In god we trust
Everyone else, cash only
We the bankroll mafia (I’ma do it)
Free PeeWee da goat
R.I.P. OG Trip
And go tell it (Whoo Kid)
Turn it, turn it, turn it, yeah

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Had the ghetto in the barrio
Stay close to your kids ‘cus before we body those
Probably know how it go down
Pull up to ur thug and gun it all down
That’s because you violated
Now here you whole apartment complex, we annihilated
Errbody pay the price
That’s the consequence of when you take a life
So know it

[Hook: T.I.]
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (Yeah)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say
I’ma do my thing, I give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, I give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (Yeah)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, yeah, I do my thing (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)
I’ma do my thing, do my thing, do my thing (I’ma do it)
Do my thing, do my thing, give a damn what a nigga say (I’ma do it)

[Bridge: T.I.]
Hustle Gang Over Errthang my nigga
Bankroll Mafia life
You understand that?
Shad da god [??]
[??] whats hanin? (I’ma do it)
Ey, ey, what up weezy?
Putting niggas on and you know whats hanning?
Free Roscoe da goat, nigga
R.I.P. OG Trip (I’ma do it)
Bankroll Mafia
I’ma do it, I’ma do it, I’ma do it, I’ma do it
M L K

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Saturnz barz – Gorillaz lyrics

Lyrics Gorrilaz – Saturnz barz

Hahaa, woii yoiiii!
Done know how di ting go, a the Unruly boss
Don’
Hahaha
Press the button to begin.(saturnz barz)

Cho
All my life
Mi ever have mi gun so mi haffi move sharp like mi knife
All my life
Mi pray say when mi get wealthy a ma a mi wife
All my life
The system force mi
Fi be a killer just like Rodney Price
All my life
No, all my life.

Wah happen to you Cobe, some bwoy doh know mi
To how me ruff dem cah believe a grandma grow mi
Know few Popcaan song doh, and feel dem know mi
Four mile mi used to walk guh school, dem know man story?
Ha! Now mi gain up all those glory
The world is mine, the whole a it mi taking slowly
Happy days mi call it now mi bun sad story
Anyway mi deh inna the world mi dawgs dem round mi
Hahaha mi laugh and collect those trophy
Because mi deserve everything weh music gives mi
Bwoy, unruly nuh light like Frisbee
The dream, family live that wid me
Oh, oh, oh, oh versuri-lyrics.info
All my life mi dream fi own house, land, cars and bikes.

All my life
I’m in the stakin’ bar
I got debts and I’m a debaser
All my life
Saturnz about to make love
And I’m just a heartbreaker
All my life
And I won’t get a take in
‘Cause I’m out when I’m stakin’
And the rings I am breaking
Are making you a personal day.

With the holograms beside me
I’ll dance alone tonight
In a mirrored world, are you beside me
All my life?
Distortion.

All my life
I’m in the stakin’ bar
I got debts and I’m a debaser
All my life
Saturnz about to make love
And I’m just a heartbreaker
All my life
And I won’t get a take in
‘Cause I’m out when I’m stakin’
And the rings I am breaking
Are making you a personal dayyy.
Gorrilaz lyrics
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Ecoute moi – Melina paroles

Paroles Melina – Ecoute moi

Ecoute-moi, écoute-moi je ne me retournerai pas (ayayaa)
Ne doute pas, ne crois pas, qu’entre nous ça s’arrangera (non non non)
Ne mens pas, ne mens pas j’ai vu qu’je n’étais pas la seule depuis un moment
Ne me retiens pas, faut que je m’en aille, celle qui prend la porte.(ecoute moi)

Et ne loue jamais trop d’espoir, voilà que mon coeur s’éfrit
Tu penses être le plus fort, devant tes potes tu me néglige
En étant avec toi je pensais que la vie serait magique
Je voulais me poser sur ton épaule, je suis tombée dans le vide
Tu veux que je revienne mais je ne vais pas céder
Je pense à nos beaux jouets j’te mens pas c’est dur
Et pour te garder je me suis dévouée versuri-lyrics.info
J’ai rien eu en retour ne me parle plus d’amour
Je ne vais pas céder, je sais que c’est dur
En finir c’est bête bébé j’en peux plus
Je ne vais pas céder, je sais que c’est dur
En finir c’est bête bébé j’en…

Ecoute-moi, écoute-moi je ne me retournerai pas (ayayaa)
Ne doute pas, ne crois pas, qu’entre nous ça s’arrangera (non non non)
Ne mens pas, ne mens pas j’ai vu qu’je n’étais pas la seule depuis un moment
Ne me retiens pas, faut que je m’en aille, celle qui prend la porte

Et ça me prend la tête de devoir te faire souffrir
Mais j’ai coupé les ponts fallait bien qu’tu t’en durcisse
On aurait fait la paireee.
Melina Paroles
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Colonel Carrillo – Lacrim paroles

Paroles Lacrim – Colonel Carrillo

Par la justice souvent condamné
Faire des allers-retours pendant beaucoup d’années
J’ai pas fait l’armée, mais tout c’que je sais
C’est qu’il faut nous tirer dessus pour nous désarmer
Quelqu’un de fier, j’suis pas un rappeur
Tu veux savoir qui j’suis, tu demande à mon père
On sait d’où vient la haine, on aime pas la défaite
C’est pour mieux t’enculer qu’on fait semblant de perdre
J’en aurai jamais marre de brasser
J’irai sur Mars dès qu’j’ai plus le bracelet
J’suis bourré, ce soir je finis sur la jambe
J’suis sorti, les rappeurs s’enferment dans leur chambre
Mon histoire, je la porte sur le dos
Mes cicatrices valent le poids d’mes erreurs
J’ai baisé l’espoir, en cellule le soir
J’fume et j’aspire à leur faire des horreurs
J’suis venu prendre, prendre
Rebeu cramé, j’ai l’ambition de vendre
A 14 ans j’ai porté mes couilles et le tard-pé
J’suis rentré pour les mettre à plat ventre
Le surveillant m’ramène ma côte de bœuf
Avant d’la faire griller j’bois tous le sang
9.8.0.3.504 versuri-lyrics.info
Numéro d’écrou mon cousin fait en billets de 100
Beefsteak sur la table, j’le ramène qu’en taffant(colonel carrillo)

J’casse des gueules, pas l’même torse qu’avant
J’ai tourné l’dos à celui qui me poucave
J’suis sur-armé, ouais bande de putains
C’est vrai j’suis plus dur et plus de-spee
J’suis un litre de pure, t’es un litre de semi
Fils je reviens, j’ai les crocs d’antan
J’achète une grosse montre, j’fais un trou dans l’temps
Ceux qui m’écoutent, c’est des charbonneurs
Femmes ou soeurs de youv’ mais pas des grosses putes
On s’comprend, la haine dans l’sang
La soif de revanche c’est c’qui nous anime
Nos parents étaient pauvres, ouais la vie c’est dur
Comme un glock dans la bouche ou se faire dans l’fut’
Des enjeux énormes où l’on perd sa vie
Il faut du biff, on est unanimes
Ma mère est tout l’temps malade
J’fais qu’du placard et mon père il s’est cassé l’dos
J’tourne dans Paname, j’cherche un château
Mais pour eux rien n’est assez beau
Des rivières de sang, n’oublie pas qu’les parents
D’nos parents ont subi la torture
J’la ressens dans mes gènes, les choses ont changé
C’est leur fils qui lave ma voiture
J’sais déjà c’qui m’attend, j’ai niqué mon destin
J’suis contre eux, j’suis ce jeune de cité rebelle
J’fais pas les poubelles, sale fils de pute
Oublie pas qu’Dieu m’aime et ma fille est trop belle
.. d’bâtarddd.
Lacrim paroles
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Love on the brain – Little MIx lyrics

Lyrics Little MIx – Love on the brain

And you got me like,
What you want from me?
And I tried to buy your pretty heart, but the price too high
Baby you got me like oohh
You love when I fall apart (fall apart)
So you can put me together and throw me against the wall.(love on the brain)

Baby you got me like i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, woo i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i
Don’t you stop loving me (loving me)
Don’t quit loving me
Just start loving me
Owwwwwww.

And babe I’m fist-fighting with fire
Just to get close to you
Can we burn something babe
And I run for miles just to get a taste
Must be love on the brain
That’s got me feeling this way
It beats me black and blue but it loves me so good
And I can’t get enough
Must be love on the brain yeahhh
And it keeps cursing my name
No matter what I do
I’m no good without you
And I can’t get enough
Must be love on the.. brain.

And babe I’m fist-fighting with fire
Just to get close to you
Can we burn something babe
And I run for miles just to get a taste
Must be love on the brain
That’s got me feeling this way
It beats me black and blue but it loves me so good
And I can’t get enough
Must be love on the brain yeah
And it keeps cursing my name
No matter what I do
I’m no good without you
And I can’t get enough
Must be love on the.. brainnn.
Little Mix lyrics
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Jordan Fisher – You’re Welcome (feat. Lin-Manuel Miranda)

I see what’s happening here
You’re face-to-face with greatness and it’s strange
You don’t even know how you feel, it’s adorable
It’s nice to see that humans never change

Open your eyes, let’s begin
Yes it’s really me, breathe it in
I know it’s a lot, the hair, the bod
When you’re staring at a demigod

So what can I say except "You’re welcome"
For the tide, the sun, the sky
Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, you’re welcome
I’m just an ordinary demi-guy

What can I say except "You’re welcome"
For the tide, the sun, the sky
Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay, you’re welcome
I’m just an ordinary demi-guy

Honestly, I can go on and on
I could explain every natural phenomenon
The tide, the grass, the ground
Oh, that was me I was messing around
I killed a snake, I buried its guts
Sprouted a tree, now we’ve got coconuts
What’s the lesson? What is the takeaway?
Don’t mess with Maui when he’s on the breakaway
And the tapestry here in my skin
Is a map of the victories I win
Look where I’ve been I make everything happen
Look at that mean mini Maui just tikkity tappin’
Singing and scratchin’
Flipping and snappin’
People are clappin’, hearing me rappin’
Bring the chorus back in

Well anyway, let me say you’re welcome
For the wonderful world you know
Hey, it’s okay, it’s okay you’re welcome
Well, come to think of it, I gotta go
Hey, it’s your day to say you’re welcome
‘Cause I’m gonna need that boat
I’m sailing away, away, you’re welcome
‘Cause Maui’s the ultimate god woah
You’re welcome, you’re welcome

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Nicki Minaj – Regret In Your Tears (Lyric Video)

[Intro]
I just want the memories
I’m with you

[Chorus]
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Don’t rush, take time, take some
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You

[Verse 1]
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Silence right now sounds so loud
Tried to let you go, you come back ’round
Look at you now, stuck in the background
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt

[Chorus]
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Don’t rush, take time, take some
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You

[Verse 2]
Baby now you know you got nerve
I know you just wanna be heard
I’m a bad bitch, you ain’t used to that
You gon’ fuck around and make me do you bad
Used to creep, creep, with you through the back
I count up the cash and bring you the bag
I count up the racks like Serena
Plus I got that ass like Selena
And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch
That’s gon’ care, care, hold you down and love you like this
Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this
Won’t find another one to ride it like a soldier like this

[Chorus]
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Don’t rush, take time, take some
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You

[Bridge]
Yeah, and they say big girls don’t cry
Maybe I cried
The real ones don’t lie
Baby you lied
I don’t know what to do with you
Baby now I’m through with you

[Verse 3]
‘Cause you don’t even know what you just lost
You don’t even know what you just had
You don’t even know, and that’s what’s bad
Money bag long, that bitch bad
Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white
Now you spendin’ cold nights
You’ve been in the wrong so long
You don’t even know right
Call my line, call my line, I’m like, "Please, boy"
You just need to leave, boy
I ain’t got time for you
Just once, do somethin’ for me, boy

[Chorus]
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Don’t rush, take time, take some
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
You
Now I gotta erase some with you
You

[Outro]
Tried to make some with you, you
With you, you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you
I tried to make some with you, baby
Make some with you
Too picky when I make some with you
You said you would save me
You said you would save me
Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Ohhhh, woooh

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Young Thug, 2 Chainz, Wiz Khalifa & PnB Rock – Gang Up (From “The The Fate of the Furious”)

[Intro: PnB Rock]
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
2 Chainz (Yeah)
I’m a villainous winner
With precision, I’m killing
Represent the religion
Ended up independent
Took my car to the clinic
Let ’em check all the vitals
Middle finger to rivals
Michael Jackson, my idol
Still ducked in a pie hole
Talk to the plug, every day except Cinco de Mayo
I still got me a Carlo
Still got money, Carlo
Your car running so bad, it stink up to your parlor
Call my rollie a Ralo
Call my AP a app
I ain’t talking seat-belts when I say that I’m strapped
I’m in love with my side hoe
I sneak up through the side door
I’ma show you what we ride for
I’ma show you what we die for

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I’m in my same lane, lane that ain’t gon’ ever change up
I blow the brain out the range like a Taz Angel
Here’s R.I.P. to Paul Walker homie, he gotta stand up
We had you main on us, no we got stains on us
And all we gotta do is stay down and come up while they flexin’ (What we gotta do?)
Yeah, I got her Indian and she Western
Yeah, just say so, money your best friend
Then that fast and furious started nesting
Say I’m bout to go take off on you (Take off on you)
Is staying, is you rolling like a scroller? yes you are
Your ready to take off like a 1980 Coke
He know that Instagram shit, are you gon’ post that

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Yeah, I’m always with my gang
We always ready to ride ‘case for the squad, we’ll do anything
Stay down, we’ll never change
We always gon’ stay the same
Put you in check, when you outta place
I try to tell ’em not to mess with my gang, gang, gang
We do what we gotta do and don’t complain-plain-plain
I’m on the road, I’m probably fresh up off the plane, plane, plane
Know you heard about me, I do my thang, thang, thang
I got the world on my back
I put your girl on her back
I did it all on my own
Now there ain’t no turning back
And my whole squad got my back
And shawty so bad, I asked her if she repped the gang, she said "Facts"
Gang, gang, gang

[Hook: PnB Rock]
I’m with the gang, gang, gang and we ’bout to go up
Switching lanes, it’s a thang, every time we show up
You a lame, lame, lame and you so below us
Bet your hoe, she know us
‘Cause you know we blowed up
We stay down
And came up, and came up
We stay down
We came up, the gang up

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Tim McGraw & Faith Hill – Speak To A Girl

[Verse 1: Faith Hill]
She don’t give a damn ’bout your Benjamin Franklins
She wants Aretha
She don’t really care how you’re spending your money
It’s all how you treat her
She just want a friend to be there
When she opens her eyes in the morning
She wants you to say what you mean and mean everything that you’re saying

[Chorus: Faith Hill]
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you get with the lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl

[Verse 2: Tim McGraw]
She don’t give a damn ’bout your pride or the lies that you’re hiding behind
She just want to feel that you’re real
That she’s near to the man that’s inside
She don’t need to hear she’s a queen on a throne
That she’s more than amazing
She just wants you to say what you mean and to mean everything that you’re saying

[Chorus: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you get with a lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl

[Bridge: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
That’s how you speak to, speak to her
That’s how you speak to, speak to her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how
That’s how you get with a lady who’s worth more than anything in your whole world

[Chorus 2: Tim McGraw & Faith Hill]
You better respect your Mama
Respect the hell out of her
‘Cause that’s how you talk to a woman
And that’s how you speak to a girl
That’s how you talk to a woman
That’s how you speak to a girl

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Tech N9ne – Drama (feat. Krizz Kalico)

[Intro: Tech N9ne & Krizz Kaliko]
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Strange Music!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (New shit!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Tech N9ne!)
Drama, drama, drama, drama, drama (Let’s go!)

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Anybody can get it
When it’s coming at me, I am with it
Best keep it off of my fam
Bring it this way, then you pay, make you say "God damn!"
K-C-M-O is the place that I’m from
If you live in my city, you grippin’ a gun
And we ready for them, who like killin’ for fun?
And we get ’em before they get us and they done
I’ll be damn if a devil is taking me from
My lil’ babies, two ladies, or breakin’ thee son
Deep in necropolis they can become
All of your drama is making me (dumb)
I’m in the thick of it, cause they plottin’ on me
Not gonna be fistin’ it, cause I’m popping only
Better watch your vocals
Cops, politicians, white folks, niggas going postal
Lot of people on some scavenger shit
Now in Missouri, for a gun, I ain’t gotta have a permit
Wanna feel that chrome?
I can peel that dome
Just like me, everybody left their chill at home

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
We don’t have them blades
We go in the trunk for what I have then spray
Gonna have to grab them graves
That’s what you’re gonna get after you catch them (fades)
Everywhere you hear the gunshots
Drama be on everyone’s block
No we be up in the gun shop
Target practice trying to make your lungs stop
Better stack up on your sunblock
Cause the light from the heat that I brung’s hot
Kill my fam, I hope that everyone rots
And your family goody goody gumdrops (yeah)
I’m in the thick of it, ’cause she lying on me
If she send them to get me, everybody dying homie
But not me, not me
Got my shooters for any intruders that I see
House alarm is red, been wanting a set
I was born to bless so nobody harms the Tech
So come one, come all, you want us to numb y’all
Making everyone fall dead up on their gun law

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill
(Drama!)
I’m a real nigga that they wanna kill
So I keep it drama filled, I don’t got no kind of chill

[Post-hook: Krizz Kaliko]
Yeah, bring that if you got it to bring
I get it, admit it, we on the same thing
I swear that I just wanna ball
But I can end it all with a call if there’s drama
That’s on my mama nigga

[Outro: Tech N9ne]
Strange Music
E-S-T 2000
2017, we still
We Still
Kill everything
Tech
N9ne

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Sam Hunt – Body Like A Back Road (Lyric Video)

Gotta girl from the south side, got blaze in her hair
First time I’ve seen her walk by, had me fallin’ off my chair
Had to get her number took me like 6 weeks
Now, me and her go way back like Cadillac seats

Body like a back road,
Driving with my eyes closed
I know every curve like the back of my hand
Doing 15 in a 30, I ain’t in no hurry
I’mma take it slow, just as fast as I can

The way she fit in them blue jeans, she don’t need no belt
But I can turn them inside out I don’t need no help
Got hips honey, like so thick and so sweet
Ain’t no curves like her on those downtown streets?

Body like a back road
Driving with my eyes closed
I know every curve like the back of my hand
Doing 15 in a 30, I ain’t in no hurry
I’mma take it slow, just as fast as I can

Right here in the [?] with the breeze and the birds
Tangled up in the tall grass, and my lips on hers
On a highway to Heaven, and the sight of a smile
Uhm, get there when we get there, every inch is mine

Body like a back road
Driving with my eyes closed
I know every curve like the back of my hand
Doing 15 in a 30, I ain’t in no hurry
I’mma take it slow, just as fast as I can
I’mma take it slow, just as fast as I can

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Post Malone, Quavo & Metro Boomin – Congratulations (On Late Night With Seth Meyers) (Live)

[Intro]
Mm-mmm
Yeah, yeah
Mm-mmm
Yeah

[Hook: Post Malone]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn’t be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain’t never had the dedication
People hatin’, say we changed and look, we made it
Yeah, we made it

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
They was never friendly, yeah
Now I’m jumping out the Bentley, yeah
And I know I sound dramatic, yeah
But I know I had to have it, yeah
For the money, I’m a savage, yeah
I be itching like a addict, yeah
I’m surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yeah
But they didn’t know me last year, yeah
Everyone wanna act like they important
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But all that mean nothing when I saw my dough, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everyone countin’ on me, drop the ball, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Everything custom like I’m at the border, yeah, yeah
If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky
How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind?
Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side
Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes

[Hook: Post Malone]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn’t be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain’t never had the dedication
People hatin’, say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I was patient, yeah, oh
I was patient, aye, oh
Now I can scream that we made it
Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say ‘gratulations
Young nigga, young nigga, graduation
I pick up the rock and I ball, baby
I’m looking for someone to call, baby
But right now, I got a situation
Never old Ben-Ben Franklins
Big rings, champagne
My life is like a ball game
But instead, I’m in the trap though
Pot so big, call it Super Bowl
Super Bowl, call the hoes, get in the Rolls
Top-floor lifestyle, Huncho and Post
Malone, I gotta play on my phone, aye
You know what I’m on, aye
Huncho Houdini is gone, aye

[Hook: Post Malone]
My momma called, seen you on TV, son
Said shit done changed ever since we was on
I dreamed it all ever since I was young
They said I wouldn’t be nothing
Now they always say congratulations
Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation
They ain’t never had the dedication
People hatin’, say we changed and look we made it
Yeah, we made it

[Outro]
(Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey)

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Nicole Scherzinger – Never Give Up (Sia Cover) (On Late Late Show) (Live)

I’ve battled demons that won’t let me sleep
Called to the sea but she abandoned me
But I won’t never give up, no, never give up, no, no
No, I won’t never give up, no, never give up, no, no
And I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
Oh yeah, I’m haunted by the distant past
Called to the skies but she was she overcast
But I won’t never give up, no, never give up, no, no
No, I won’t never give up, no, never give up, no, no
And I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
Never give up, never give up
Never give up, never give up
No, no, oh
And I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I won’t let you get me down
I’ll keep gettin’ up when I hit the ground
Oh, never give up, no, never give up no, no, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh
I’ll find my way, find my way home, oh, oh, oh

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Migos – T-Shirt (On The Tonight Show) (Live)

[Intro: Quavo]
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Post-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket (glaw)

[Verse 1: Takeoff]
Neck water faucet (water)
Mocking birds mocking (woo)
Act pint, stocking
Nats keep thotting (nats)
Wrist on hockey (hockey)
Wrist on rocky (Rocky)
Lotta niggas copy, name someone can stop me (no one)
Bitches call me papi, (bitch!)
‘sace that’s my hobby (‘sace)
Scotty on the molly, pocket rocket from O’Reilly
One off in the chamber, ain’t no need for me to cock it
Niggas get to droppin’ when that draco get to poppin’
All I want is cottage, roll a cigar full of broccoli (Cookie)
No check, want all cash, nigga I don’t do deposits
Bitches cross the water, nigga, bitches from the tropics
I’ma get that bag nigga, ain’t no doubt about it (yup)
I’ma feed my family nigga, ain’t no way around it (family)
Ain’t gon’ never let up nigga, God said, show my talent
Young nigga with the ammo, walkin’ with the hammer
Talkin’ country grammar nigga
Straight out north Atlanta (north side)

[Pre-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told you
Mama told me not to sell work (mama)
Mama told you
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
1995 (nineties) 2005 (two-thousands)
Seen it with my eyes, dope still alive, (dope)
Real mob ties (mob) real frog eyes(frog)
Real whole pies (woah), all time high
Do it for the culture (culture)
They gon’ bite like vultures (vulture)
Way back when I was trappin’ out Toyotas (skrr skrr)
I’ma hit the gas (gas), 12 can’t pull me over (12)
Space coupe, Quavo Yoda, pourin’, drankin’ sodas

[Verse 3: Offset]
I get high on my own sir, heard you gon’ clone sir
Stop all that flexin’, young nigga don’t wanna go there
Never been a gopher (no), but I always been a soldier
Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture
Divin’ off the stage in the crowd it’s a mosh pit
Yeah shawty bad but she broke cause she don’t own shit
Mama asked me, son, when the trappin’ gon’ quit?
I been ridin’ round through the city in my new bitch

[Pre-Hook: Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’ with a pocket full of cottage (ay)
Woah kemosabe, chopper aimin’ at your noggin (ay)
Had to cop the Audi, then the top I had to chop it (skrt skrt)
Niggas pocket watchin’, so I gotta keep the rocket

[Hook: Quavo]
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (white)
Mama told me (aye)
Not to sell work (mama)
Seventeen five, same color T-shirt (yeah)

[Outro: Quavo]
Mama told you, mama told you

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London Grammar – Truth Is A Beautiful Thing (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Miles and miles on my own
Walk with shame, I follow on
A language to find hard to hear
Not to understand, just disappear

[Pre-Chorus]
To hold your heart, to hold your hand
Would be to me, the greatest thing
To hold your heart, hold your hand
Would be to me, the bravest thing

[Chorus]
Could you take my place and stand here?
I do not think you’d take this pain
You’ll be on your knees and struggle under the weight
Oh, the truth would be a beautiful thing
Oh, the truth is a beautiful thing

[Verse 2]
I wear another thought of you
There’s so much home I give to you
Hide you somewhere they don’t know
Deep in my call you know you have a throne

[Pre-Chorus]
Hold your heart, hold your hand
Would be to me, the greatest thing
To hold your heart, to hold your hand
Would be to me, the bravest thing

[Chorus]
Could you take my place and stand here?
I don’t think you’ll take this pain
You’ll be on your knees and struggle under the weight
Oh the truth would be a beautiful thing
Oh the truth is a beautiful thing