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Kaskade Drops Redux 004 EP in Full With Two New Tracks

After first announcing the EP in February and releasing two […]
This article was first published on Your EDM. Source: Kaskade Drops Redux 004 EP in Full With Two New Tracks Kaskade has finally dropped his full Redux 004 EP. The latest edition of REDUX is sure to be a hit with Kaskade’s OG fans as the legendary producer/DJ strips back the production and gives us the pure minimal goodness that the series is known for.

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REPORT: Steve Aoki In Studio Working On New Alter Ego

And I’ve been creating a new alter ego, a […]
This article was first published on Your EDM. Source: REPORT: Steve Aoki In Studio Working On New Alter Ego Steve Aoki is reportedly working on his new alter ego. Speaking with Daily Star newspaper’s Wired column, the superstar DJ/producer said: I’ve been going down to my lab, my studio, and it’s interesting, I’ve been thinking differently about my process as I have had a lot of time.

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Digital Mirage by the Numbers: $300K+ In Donations, 4.1 Million+ Viewers

Over 4 million people tuned in for the 3-day online streaming festival, with 4.1 million total […]
This article was first published on Your EDM. Source: Digital Mirage by the Numbers: $300K+ In Donations, 4.1 Million+ Viewers Digital Mirage went down over the weekend featuring some of the finest DJ/producers from around the world. With an unprecedented event comes unprecedented results… However, the Brownies & Lemonade x Proximity-curated event managed to exceed expectations on every level.

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Chip Taylor – On The Radio Lyrics

This is how it works
It feels a little worse
And when we drove our first ride
Through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone
Until it got so warm
And none of us could sleep
And all the styrofoam
Began to melt away
And we try to find some words
To lead in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb
A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying the disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again
And on the radio
We heard November Rain
That solo’s really long
But it is a pretty song
We listened to it twice
As the DJ was asleep
He was asleep
No this is how it works
You’re young until you’re not
And you love until you don’t
And you try until you can’t
You laugh until you cry
And you cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath
No this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
And you take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
Then you take that love you made
And stick it into
Someone else’s heart
Pumping someone else’s blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope that don’t get harmed
And even if it does
You would just do it all again
And on the radio
We hear November Rain
And that solo is awfully long
But it is a good refrain
We listened to it twice
Cause the DJ is asleep
He is asleep
On the radio
The DJ is asleep
He is asleep

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K. Forest – Nobu Lyrics

[Chorus]
Girl I want you to see what I see
So I’ll take you to Nobu, off the coast to Malibu
Everywhere I go this where you’ll be
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
[Verse 1]
You’re in the hills and I’m in Santa Monica
Meet me halfway then we’ll head straight to Malibu
No reservations, we just walked through the restaurant
Link the owner then we’re off to the private room
Follow the server wearin’ black top to top, yeah
[?] ’cause your heels make sounds on the hardwood
Nobu fancy but we ain’t gotta be dressed up
Just enough to get me up to give you hardwood
Later, save that for later
Like we walked up in the building with containers
But first, look at the menu, aye
If I don’t guess somethin’ soon, aye, I’m gon’ have to taste you
Loosen up, baby take shots of the Sake, aye, yeah
Girl come closer, let me feed you Edamame, aye
Too much Sake and we might not reach the party, aye
But that’s okay ’cause I still rock with you the long way
[Chorus]
Girl I want you to see what I see
So I’ll take you to Nobu, off the coast to Malibu
Everywhere I go this where you’ll be
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
[Verse 2]
When you’re ready to decide what you want I’ll tell the server
In the meantime let’s go outside and watch the waves
Lean over the balcony where I can catch a sneak peak
Pull up a hundred girl don’t finna grip the waist
But damn let’s do this later, baby we ain’t even order yet
Hot pepper hors d’oeuvres, DJ put me onto this
So in return I put you on, brace my fingers on your thighs
And during dinner turn you on, I’m gettin’ my ish so
[?] gettin’ darker and darker
Spread the soy all over the hot stones
Use my chopsticks to pick up the sushi
I’ll feed you baby even though you still grown
I ain’t gonna eat too much I’m saving room for
The real meal (yeah), the real deal (yeah)
I ain’t gonna eat too much I need the space for
The main course, lowkey you’re the main course
[Chorus]
Girl I want you to see what I see
So I’ll take you to Nobu, of the coast to Malibu
Everywhere I go this where you’ll be
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu (take you to Nobu)
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu (take you to Nobu)
Yeah
[Outro]
Nobu, Nobu, Nobu
Take you to Nobu
Nobu, yeah
I meant it when I told you, that I’d take you to Nobu (Nobu, Nobu)
I meant it when I told you, I meant it when I told you that I’d take you to Nobu (Nobu, Nobu)

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Dekstra Large – Just Relax Lyrics

[Hook] [Verse 1]
I tell myself, try to understand
Keep an open mind and aspire to advance
You need to know how I hide a hand
Genetically engineered us from a primal man
The pineal gland waits inside
You need access, you don’t wanna waste your time
Your frequence is low, gotta take it high
Your life is limited, you gotta make it live
Get tired of repetition, gotta shuffle the playlist
Drugged up or in labor, stuck in a matrix
Suffering crazy, it’s in loving and in hating
It’s a DJ in the making just juggling basics
Something amazing, like stars when you gazing
Anything can happen, it’s ours for the taking
Opportunities lost, but far from forsaken
Set me in an action for God’s entertainment
Pawns get played with and the angels laugh
Like billions of souls on a painful path
We breed moments of joy, build and destroy
We lost our way and it makes us mad
[Hook]
Just relax
I can take it from here cause I hear you ain’t up for the task
I got it covered, no discussions of that
But I’m making fresh trails on a dusty path
March, step, creep, jump
Just move, everybody gotta keep up
Just move, and just relax
Just move, and just relax
[Verse 2]
Take it easy, what’s the rush? I’m right here if you need assistance
But you don’t need me to reach the distance
I wouldn’t worry about a thing, son
You’re gonna win some or lose some and then some
We got different skills, we help one and other
Hope you got my back when the rest don’t wanna
I’m the blame if I end up alone
I don’t wanna be a king defending the throne
Pretend is in clones, insecure
You need to scratch back and your itchy nerves
Picture perfect doesn’t exist
Untill we get revolution up in this
Retrobution is not an option
Only next level mindsets can stop the problem
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I am that I am, lost in translation
Everything is everything, gotta have patience
Vibration, the world is duality
Separation, verge of insanity
Don’t judge, observe when you study
Past, future, regrets, worries
Move steady and float to a new goal
Never wake up, who’s ready to go? Who you tryna scare with your huffs and puffs?

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Sweet Tee – Show And Prove Lyrics

Right here is the place for you to get yours
Those who can’t, wait, pause
Listen to the fly bassline and kick drum
You can’t hear it? I’ma feed you like a hog
Devour the lines just like a dog
I’m talkin’ to you, so get with the groove
What I’m ready to do is show and prove
I’m gonna show and prove
Get out my pad, I’m on a rampage
Grab all your stuff, and clear the damn stage
I sound stronger than a bottle of gin, straight
Out the box, I’m packin’ em in when
I just snap it, just start rappin’
Hear your beat tappin’, hands start clappin’
Now here’s some more def grammar to relate to
No punctuation needed, I’ll go straight through
[Pack it up?] hit you harder than a phaser
My voice will tranq you, the beat will raise you
Off the floor, off your chair, while you’re there
Raise your hair, I’ll have you floatin’ on it
The S-W, double-E, double-T
Pack ’em up to the balcony
When the show starts, hear them yell for me
Don’t get frustrated if you can’t see
Don’t need a telescope to [tell this code?]
[Prosthetic?], forget it, just yell it’s dope
Cause it’s [due?], the beat is too smooth
Can you swing with this? Then show and prove
I wanna see you show and prove
You got ta, got ta, got ta show and prove
You gotta-gotta show and prove Then show and prove
You got ta show and prove
Show and prove, I’ll prove and show it
Whenever Tee’s on the mic, you know it’s
Got to be the moment that you were gonna
See somethin’ really spectacular
I’m pure like a thoroughbred, faster than a stallion
Bad in German, Swedish or Italian
[Cherish?] the mic the way a kid with crayons
I reach the [?] soul like in a séance
Paid to rock around the clock and knock your sock
Hip hop down, until your ass drops
This song is on so sing along
When you think I’m out of breath I’ll still be rockin’ on
You want a rhyme? Then throw a tantrum
And to make sure [?]
All the people in the place will know
This music, listen to the way I choose it
My talent, no, I’ll never lose it
See everyone applaud and get to it
No one ever try to diss or boo it
How could they anyway? With me on the mic and my DJ on the cuts, hey
She’s sharp like a dart or cleaver
DJs, I suggest you leave her
Be, oh I see, I gotta make my move
You wanna hang with us?

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Yellowman – Wrong Girl To Play With Lyrics

Hello yellow
Is that you
Exactely darling
Since to me no matter who are young
But the wrong girl to play with (bis)
At they put down the mic of the DJ and going
Cause every girls want a peace of me
Every girls want a yellow baby
And the woman for me no matter come heard the child
Hear me know dread
Because me have a little girl
They call her sheran
But this little girl
Want be me woman
She want be my wife
Me be the husband
Me never know this girl really love man
Me kiss her pon a chin
She ask tigerman
Me kiss her again
She ask wellton
Me kiss her again
She ask fi tayan
When me kiss her pon her lips
And hool her pon a hand
Me nickel for that
Me hear she sings one song
Penny for a touch
And nickel for a kiss
That need fi
Tell him that to love me (bis)
Me have a next one they call her patsy
But this little girl she really love me
His I yellowman telling everybody
Me never know this girl love me fi money
When mi money duchy gone to nutsy
But this is something me a fi tell everybody
Lonely a mister lonely i have got nobody to call my honey (bis)
Ca me say roses red
Say
Violets blue but sugar is sweet but not like you
When you pass me you better say how they do
Since to me no matter who are young
But the wrong girl to play with (bis)
At they put down the mic of the DJ and going
Cause every girls want a peace of me
Every girls want a yellow baby
And the woman for me no matter come heard the child

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Junkie XL – Off The Dancefloor Lyrics (feat. Isis Salam)

Oh why so serious
We are just a bunch of kids
Looking for fun under the sun never done
To the party is
We can pop a couple pills
I’m just looking for a thrill
Anything to get my mind off paying all these god damn bills
City lights walking out that door
On my way to the disco
Come on DJ gimme some more
Feel the bass on my back sweat dripping off my clothes
Now this is your chance here, now this your chance here
If you ain’t gonna dance trick, get yo ass off my dancefloor
I’m waiting for the light to see
A wonderful life unfold
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
Get yo ass off my dancefloor
I’m waiting for the light to see
A wonderful story untold
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
Get yo ass off my dancefloor
Hot damn hoe, here we go again
Look man, i’m just looking for a friend
Listen here mister, I insist that you buy me a drink
We can talk about yesterdays, skinny jeans were all the craze
Now all the cool kids acting stupid, acting stupid
Neon lights walking out at the beerstore
On my way to dancehall
Come on DJ gimme some more
Feel the bass on my back sweat dripping off my clothes
Now this is your chance here, now this your chance here
If you ain’t gonna dance trick, get yo ass off the dancefloor
I’m waiting for the light to see
A wonderful life unfold
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
I’m waiting for the light to see
A wonderful story untold
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
You gotta keep your head up
Your innocence is gold, gold, gold
You gotta keep your head up
Your innocence is gold
Get yo off my dancefloor
I’m waiting for the light to see
Come on DJ gimme some more
A wonderful life unfold
Come on DJ gimme some more
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
Get yo ass of my dancefloor
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
I’m waiting for the light to see
Come on DJ gimme some more
A wonderful story untold
Come on DJ gimme some more
I’ve never seen this side of you before, I’ve never seen this before
Get yo ass off my dancefloor
Yeah here we go again

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Dj Chose – Run It Up Lyrics (feat. Beat King)

[Hook]
Ain’t too many out there that eating close to me
I ain’t quite yet where I’m supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
[Verse 1]
Better there a Porsche, buy the porch out the [?]
Tell ’em Ace of Spades, bottles I prefer it
DJ so broke, where the f**k, where you heard that? My bitch bad, if you shoot, she gon’ [?] it
Bank account thick, super thick, it’s already big
I’m just getting money, more money than your man did
‘Bout to run it up, run it up like the bleachers
If you ain’t spending money, don’t be hitting me for no features
Nigga done change, little nigga had to elevate
Came up a little, made some more moves, ’bout to celebrate
Money kept it real, let your people know you never fake
Go hard for the bag yeah, young nigga get hella cake
[Hook]
Ain’t too many out there that eating close to me
I ain’t quite yet where I’m supposed to be
My first 20 grand, that was broke to me
So a young nigga
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
[Verse 2]
Double cup with the red, I don’t need no ice
Running up that paper, could probably smash your wife
Never buy it if you can’t afford to buy it twice
Never buy it if you can’t afford to buy it twice
I’ve been stacking paper since 2010
Club God and Chose f**king up the streets again
If she let me smash, probably never call again
If she acting salty, I’ll probably hit her friend
Had to run it up in that foreign, switching lanes
Had to run it up, got your broad giving brain
Had to run it up, sipping grad, tipping grain
Club going, don’t forget the name
[Hook]
So a young nigga had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up
Had to run it up, so I ran it up
Tryna run it up, tryna run it up
Money going up, money going up
Money going up, money going up

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Quilly – Strange Land Lyrics (feat. City Rominiecki)

Let it breathe
Talk to em
[Verse 2: Quilly]
Matter fact, far as rap
Matter fact, far as trap
Matter fact, far as crack, I ain’t ever lookin’ back
Look at me, came from nothin’, labels callin’
People want me
Ain’t it funny, do it large, bitches sayin “he got money”
How I end up in that cell? How I end up in that jail? Get it poppin’, fly away; Mary Poppins
Pulled off in a foreign, now I see em; look who watchin’
They say “keys open doors”, kick it down; I ain’t knockin’
I’m on “go”, I ain’t stoppin
Bitch I finally got it rockin’! How she text me 21 times? She ain’t even send no mail
How niggas’ sayin that I owe them? [Hook: City Rominiecki]
These streets are strange but this is all I know
I tried to leave but ain’t no need to go
The cold, the rain, the pain is in my soul
I know, I know, it ain’t no need change
(?) Ain’t pay my lawyer or bail
Some people hate just to hate, some people want you to fail
What I do? Stange land, in the midst of trouble
[Verse 1: Quilly]
Uh, yeah, 50 missed calls, a 100 text messages
Treated me like peasant
Now they call me cuz I’m relevant
Ridin’ to my shows, Mordecai like the President
Uh, digital ruler; still measuring
5 star dishes, etiquette, real elegance
Still eat at the (?) to remind me when I was sellin’ nicks
Came along way from standin’ on the corner
Just to make sure I eat breakfast, I would stand until the mornin’
I used to grind for kicks, I ain’t asking my mom for shit
Think back, when I was 16, trappin’ for pun
Before school let out, my whole package was done
f**k that, I want my own shit
Started wit a 3.5, I want my own brick
Before my IPhone, chirppin’ off the flip phone shit
P95; chrome shit, open your top; Dallas cowboy dome shit
[Hook: City Rominiecki]
These streets are strange but this is all I know
I tried to leave but ain’t no need to go
The cold, the rain, the pain is in my soul
I know, I know, it ain’t no need change
(?)
[Bridge: Quilly]
I put my heart in my raps
Wanna hit the chart wit my raps
I was a DJ in the kitchen, man I started from scratch
Matter fact, take em back.

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Jr Jr – Low Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Saturday slept away
I go out catatonic
In a maze full of fake
Conversations I don’t want it
All the eyes are asking
“What can you do for me?”
All the looks are saying
“Nothing in life is free”
[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause time is money
And money’s got good friends
I lost myself
Somebody
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Your heart of gold
[Chorus]
Cause I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
[Verse 2]
Different night I’m alright
Never asking for perfection
Every time just to find
No one’s reading missed connections
All the DJ’s playing
3 nights of every week
All our voices straining
Screaming above the beat
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause time is money
And money’s got good friends
I lost myself
Somebody
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Your heart of gold
[Chorus]
‘Cause I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
[Bridge]
‘Cause time is money
And money’s got good friends
I lost myself
I don’t know when
[Outro]
I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running (I’m running)
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
Yeah I’m running
I’m running (Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
(I’m running)
(I’m running; Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low
(I’m running)
(I’m running; Hey)
I’m running, I’m running low

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Tellaman – Dandy Lyrics

[Pre-Hook]
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
[Hook]
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
[Verse 1]
I’m ahead, that’s why they talk behind my back
When the DJ drop the shit, you know that he gon’ bring it back
When I pull up with the team, all the suckers fall back
Man we always keep it clean, too clean with the swag
Man I got it all, yeah they know it
Styling nothing new, dawg I’ve been about it
Buy it straight cash, f**k a deposit
f**k a price tag, If I want it I want it
[Pre-Hook]
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
[Hook]
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
[Verse 2]
Look at us, now look at you
Who are we? The winning crew
If she run with me, then she got the juice
Chicks that’s acting cool they deserve an Oscar like Tom Cruise
Man I fell in love with the money
Man I fell in love with the honeys
Man I fell in love with the fashion
I guess that’s why they say that I’m a dandy
[Pre-Hook]
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
I’m a dandy, I’m a dandy
[Hook]
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
I’m a dandy
Dripping swag, dripping swag
[Outro]
Dripping swag, dripping swag
Dripping swag, dripping swag
Dripping swag, dripping swag
Dripping swag, dripping swag

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Sandra Afrika – Mojito Lyrics

[Verse 2]
Kakvi su ovo, danas, muškarci
Gledaju, a ne prilaze
Treba mi samo jedan, ali vredan
Da mi zavrti bokove
[Pre-Chorus]
Ne, ne, nemam živaca za priče
Što me ne zanimaju
Ne, ne, nemam živaca za ljude
Što se foliraju
[Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, daj mi, daj mi hitno
I pusti jače ovu stvar
Ne daj, ne daj Bože da mi bivši dođe
Napraviću ja dar-mar
[Post-Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, samo to je bitno
Da preživim ovu noć
Još od jutra pijem ja, mozak je pa-pa
DJ, DJ upomoć! [Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, daj mi, daj mi hitno
I pusti jače ovu stvar
Ne daj, ne daj Bože da mi bivši dođe
Napraviću ja dar-mar
[Verse 1]
Izlazim kasno i sve mi je jasno
Noćas će biti ludnica
Hladne koktele, usne mi žele
Osećam se k’o kraljica
[Pre-Chorus]
Ne, ne, nemam živaca za priče
Što me ne zanimaju
Ne, ne, nemam živaca za ljude
Što se foliraju
[Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, daj mi, daj mi hitno
I pusti jače ovu stvar
Ne daj, ne daj Bože da mi bivši dođe
Napraviću ja dar-mar
[Post-Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, samo to je bitno
Da preživim ovu noć
Još od jutra pijem ja, mozak je pa-pa
DJ, DJ upomoć! [Bridge]
Još od jutra pijem ja
Pijem ja, pijem ja, pijem ja
Mojito, mojito
[Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, daj mi, daj mi hitno
I pusti jače ovu stvar
Ne daj, ne daj Bože da mi bivši dođe
Napraviću ja dar-mar
[Post-Chorus]
Mojito, mojito, samo to je bitno
Da preživim ovu noć
Još od jutra pijem ja, mozak je pa-pa
DJ, DJ upomoć!

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Pete Flux & Parental – Say Aye Lyrics

Akromegalie digging in crates
Diluting wack nigga intake
Spit that raw and my hits crack jaws
Coast in second gear, still dispatch y’all
With the ease, check the speed while your engine stalls
Flux is long gone like a ten cent call
Pause. And we got you looking at the DJ booth
Cause this hard, live large with the truth
Kick bars so the tip jar’s full of loot
By the end of the night, there were two dead mics
And two cops came to try to wrong all the rights
It was all good though, hell of a story point
Sipping bubbly, passing celebratory joints
[Hook] Vienna nights, some of our best
Cause, the death of mics, people to step
Ball, that’s what we’d like, but not as yet
Me and family upping the ante to get respect
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Showed up at Brick 5 with the gear and the team
Soundcheck we get live, interfere with the scene
That’s a no no young man, gotta rehearse
Bystanders chill and watch kid body the verse
Microphones for the squad like shotties for perps
Blast shotgun shells when we drop one well
Hit em’ close range, it ain’t hard to tell
That the people feel the vibes, your feet are under a spell
Smell, what the rock is cooking? [Hook]
Everything was fine, used to listen all the time
Then, all these rappers they lied
So now I’m in the booth, been scribbling the truth
Since a young nigga was yay high
Nothing left to do but kick it with the crew
And a bottle of Prosecco, stay fly
Posted in the back, we’re the dopest on the tracks
If you feel em’ motherf**ker say aye
[Verse 1]
Class act squad with a swag that’s odd
My people don’t do it like them
Rappers think they gods cause they talk about the Ms
We’re all gonna die so we’re equal in the end
Flow is psychotic, the buzz the byproduct
Because when I jot it we ain’t equal with the pen
Break.

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Martin Suarez – Faded Lyrics

[Verse 1]
We drinking out the bottle f**k shots
I’m all about the guap
You say you getting money but you not
Headed to the top I ain’t gon’ stop now
Two bad bitches on me
So gone I can’t see
Finna get turnt all bottles on me, yeah
[Hook]
I’m faded, I’m faded
Pass me the bottle pretty lady
Let’s get this party going escalated
Only want you for tonight don’t try to play me
f**k them other dudes that you dated
They don’t compare to me I’ll treat you like a lady
Them lips of your have me going crazy
And that ass never cease to amaze me
[Verse 2]
We in the club, VIP entrance
Everything I told you, I swear I meant it
Me, hennessy, and you
Ima turn you on get you in the mood
Dylan’s in the back popping bottles
Throwing dollars, cooling with some models
I just wanna see you drop it low
Shake that ass
Drop it to the floor
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I know you love to party girl, so let’s go
Ima put in work, yeah you know that’s for sure
Turning up to the early morning
Hope the neighbors ain’t gon’ hear all that moaning
You won’t do it for them, but you do it for me
I got my mind on you, because you’re all I need
Don’t be tripping baby because I mean it for real
Now let’s head back to my crib so we can seal the deal
Let’s end the conversation baby
I hope you know you drive me crazy
You know I’ll treat you like a lady
f**k them hoes, and them bitches they don’t phase me
I’m all about the money, all about the guap
And I ain’t gon’ stop hustling til I’m at the top
Put you in a Porsche, put you on a yacht
I want it all I’m balling hard and y’all not
[Hook]
[Outro]
We gon’ get faded, we gon’ turn it up
Tell the DJ play my song, and turn it up
Club heating up I can’t get enough
Need you by my side, can’t get enough

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Grace Valerie – Don’t Wanna Be Waiting Lyrics

It’s about time to wake up wake up
I’ve been way too much of a giver not a taker taker
I’ve been so confused fused for a minute minute
DJ put my world on you, gonna spin it spin it
So I can dust it off now, rub it off now
Cause the people here are crazy
And there is no one else to save me
So buzz this off now, above this all now
Cause the people here are crazy
And there is no one else to save me
Done with this part, now I’ve nowhere to go
Follow the lead in my heart and my soul
I’m gonna show, I’m gonna show
I’m gonna show, I’m gonna show
I don’t wanna be waiting
I don’t wanna wait the rest of my life
So now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine
That’s why I raise my glass
Like it’s the first time
That’s why I take this shot
Like it’s the first time
And now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine
My decision, my religion ligion
My point of view, my opinion pinion
Like a game of poker, I be winning winning
It’s my time now, I’m gonna get it get it
Gonna dust it off now, rub it off now
Cause the people here are crazy
And there is no one else to save me
So buzz this off now, above this all now
Cause the people here are crazy
And there is no one else to save me
Done with this part, now I’ve nowhere to go
Follow the lead in my heart and my soul
I’m gonna show, I’m gonna show
I’m gonna show, I’m gonna show
I don’t wanna be waiting
I don’t wanna wait the rest of my life
So now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine
That’s why I raise my glass
Like it’s the first time
That’s why I take this shot
Like it’s the first time
And now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine
I’d rather be alone when I wake up
Than give it all away for a break up
I’m so, so, I’m so, so
Not waiting
I don’t wanna wait the rest of my life
So now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine
That’s why I raise my glass
Like it’s the first time
That’s why I take this shot
Like it’s the first time
And now I’m changing
My life is feeling so divine

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Jaden – New Direction Lyrics

Wait, yeah, I only care ’bout the racks
Tryna finagle the tax
Start a company and look at the facts
I’m out the country, they know where I’m at
They tryna come for me but know they can’t f**k with me
We love the way you kill the fashion
I hope you know that was just a distraction, nigga
[Chorus]
Pack after pack after pack
Tell paparazzi relax
I never look for the trap
You heard, we already know where it’s at, okay
[Verse 2]
Left with a package, runners are bringing it back, okay
And all of these blogs, nigga, I give a f**k what they say
I’m back in the place, girl yell at the DJ to back up the bass
I’m on the way, Room 49, 42 in the safe, yeah
Nobody’s safe, the packs are laced, say she wanna taste
They smashed the guts in my face, but I can roll Backwood again, okay, okay
Ayy, I am really with the shit
Big bag full of pink packs, got a Kit-Kat in the whip, yeah
This that new drip
She like the whole clique
She need that, she like, “I wish, oh, I wish”
I’m in, so stylish
I ain’t gotta tell you what I get
f**k the high, nigga, you a toilet
Wait
[Verse 3]
Push packs through the border, move faster
Secret space pole, grab my…
Main bedroom in the house is called the master
They’ll never think they on the ‘Gram with
Think it’s time to tell ’em who I am
Just so they can fully understand
They put the fire on my head
Always pick truth, never dare
Cups in the air
We don’t give a f**k, send the add’
[Verse 4]
I don’t understand
Why you got a hundred fifty thousand in your hand, nigga, wait
Y’all just building castles in the sand, nigga, wait
Flexing in the Falcon, f**k a Lam’, nigga, wait
Shit, why you always playin’, huh? [Intro]
It’s a monster
It’s a monster
Money, money
It’s a monster
[Chorus]
Pack after pack after pack
Tell paparazzi relax
I never look for the trap
You heard, we already know where it’s at
[Verse 1]
Huh, I don’t react, I’ma just look at the stacks
Uh, uh-uh, why you gotta flex like that? I drip a wrist, spin up in the ship
Way too far with the images
Niggas think I’m the new Wiz
All these gold bricks I’m skippin’ in
They think I’m acting different just ’cause now I’m tryna flip dividends
Gold throne that I’m sitting in
Rose gold, kiss venomous
Big drip down in Africa
This year, just how I did in Flint
I tried to tell ’em all, they wasn’t listening
I think it worked to my benefit
Only seein’ nothin’ but the benefits
I just pray to God that somebody get a grip
They yellin’ and tellin’ me let ’em live
I’m guessing the vision’s ahead of ’em

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Petty Morals – Radio Action Lyrics

Whoa
Whoa
I want to hear my song on the radio station
Don’t want to hear no static by my radio dial
Tune on, tune in, tune up, tune out
I think you know what I’m talking about
And if you get it right, you’ll hear it once in a while
Whoa, whoa
Like a record spinning round my head
I can’t remember what the DJ said
There’s no doubt about it
You can’t live without it
FM radio station, put me in rotation
Play it all across the nation
I want some radio action
Whoa
I want to hear my song on the radio station
Stereophonic High Fidelity (Ooh, ooh yeah)
So tune on, tune in, tune up, tune out
I think you know what it’s all about
And if you give it a chance, you’re gonna see
Whoa, whoa
Like a record spinning round my head
I can’t remember what the DJ said
There’s no doubt about it
You can’t live without it
FM radio station, put me in rotation
Play it all across the nation
I want some radio action
I wanna hear it on my radio
I wanna feel it on my stereo
You know I’m ready to go
I want some radio action now
Like a record spinning round my head
I can’t remember what the DJ said
There’s no doubt about it
You can’t live without it
FM radio station, put me in rotation
Play it all across the nation
I want some radio action
I wanna hear it on my radio
I wanna feel it on my stereo
You know I’m ready to go
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action
I want some radio action now

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Lil B – Rhode Island Lyrics

Shout out Rhode Island! (Figaro!)
[Verse 2]
I’ma give money to the DJ (swag)
I’ma tell that nigga go replay
I know Lil B
Yeah, nigga, I know Lil B
Shout out to the BasedGod
Nigga, I said “thank you BasedGod”
Huh? Shout out Rhode Island! I got so many motherfuckin’ bitches
(Fuck it! I know the BasedGod!)
[Verse 1]
I know the BasedGod, yeah
Catch me out in Rhode Island (swag)
I’ma fuck yo’ bitch till she cryin’
All my young niggas wildin’
Albany, bitch, we gettin’ violent
Tell that nigga quit hidin’
Tell that fat nigga I’m the real don
I’ma fuck his bitch where the hills are
[Hook]
Rhode Island! It ain’t no fuckin’ drop
Huh? Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah, nigga, I’ma talk about BasedWorld, man
These niggas talk about I did what? Talk to a nigga! (Woo!) Yeah, nigga, we gon’ fuckin’ drop
Another body drop, it’s OK
It’s OK
Give a fuck what a nigga gotta say
Gotta say
Take that hoodie off, bitch, you look gay
You look gay
All my niggas goin’ dumb up in the bay
In the bay
[Hook]
Rhode Island!

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DJ Khaled – Thank You Lyrics

Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will
On the phone with Colin Kaepernick
He like, “They not gon’ make it easy for us in this game and they never will”
I’m like, “That’s not just the NFL, bro, that’s every field”
Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength
That’s my wavelength, surprised I ain’t go insane
Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang
And swam with sharks that’s too big to fill up tanks
And I’m right here, right now, how could I not give thanks? I never really met nobody who was truly successful that wasn’t thankful (Straight up, woah)
For the good and the bad (Go time)
It made me who I am
Straight up, look
DJ Khaled
[Verse: Big Sean]
When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out
They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out
Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about
‘Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out
Life is what you make it, I know I’ll make it for sure, then make it some more
I know critics hate it galore, it doesn’t phase me no more
I know some peoples only taste of success is the bite that they take out of yours
My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans
The type of wisdom that made us men
Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way
Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan
Yeah, I might skip one or two
But that doesn’t mean they wasn’t just as part of the plan
Some love goes without saying
Who would’ve thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10
Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin’, “We the best”
Would’ve had all the execs eatin’ right out of his hands? Play this song
[Intro: Big Sean & DJ Khaled]
I gotta give thanks, you know? Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed
Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010
Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit
It’s a smash hit, add Chris to it and it’s a classic
That’s that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look
All I know, forever stuck to the code
Only one I changed was 48221 to 90210
Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor
The type of stories that you can’t make up
The universe doesn’t just work it out, man, it works in our favor
What’s Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for? Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint
I miss my dogs, I spill this drink
I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne
Plus I gotta thank my exes on some “thank u, next” shit
And all the old times that gave me new perspectives
Speaking of new, I’m about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records
And put anyone on in the city who needs connections
This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet
I just bought a mansion and moved in the dungeon, don’t none of y’all want it
So all y’all fuckboys that want us to fuck up
Just know I make fire in the place and not one of ’em fumble
My vision is tunnel, Sean Don
[Outro: Big Sean]
And I just gotta give thanks
‘Cause it’s that time
You know what I’m talking about, that grind time
You’ve been grinding your whole life
It’s that time where that preparation meets that opportunity
And you gotta be ready
And give thanks

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Lil Durk – 100 Grand Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
In this motherfucker smellin’ like a hundred racks
Smellin’ good with this Bond No. 9 (Hitmaka)
Hundred racks, hundred racks, hundred racks, oh my God
Mari beats, turn me up, up

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Lil Durk]
It’s all these diamonds on her ’cause she mine (She mine)
Yeah I do this shit for fun (For fun)
Champagne showers ’til she cum (‘Til she cum)
I just popped a perc for everyone (Everyone)
Wraith, watch, PCA drop (Turn up)
Time machine the road, suicide the top (Top)
Down town parking lot, penthouse shot (Turn up)
You just wifed a thot, she up but she not (Yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Lil Durk]
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (On my jewelry)
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (On my jewelry)
You say, you say that’s your mans, are you sure-y? (Are you sure-y?)
He done told on the whole squad, no sorry (Turn up, come on)

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
I just blew a big bag today on my diamonds (Turn up, come on)
Everything too real, be honest
Uh, uh, we be pushing the Porsche in the trenches (Skrrt)
Came a long way hopping fences
Cash, credit, shawty fix her titties
But these niggas don’t get it, ooh
I just bet 100K on Floyd, oh (Cash)
I ain’t going if I ain’t on that floor, oh
100K bust out the plastic (Turn up)
100K flood out the Patek
West coast we hot in (JoJo)
Fuck around, hide in the attic (Go, go)
Uh uh, tell that DJ play this shit right back, uh-huh (Turn up)
Young fly nigga, pick up where he slack (Where he slack, ayy)
Too hot up in this club, get off my back (Get off my back, ayy)
Don’t wanna hit your cup if it’s not Act, Act

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry)
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry)
You say, you say that’s your mans, are you sure-y? (sure-y)
He done told on the whole squad, no sorry

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Yeah, look at my wrist, that’s a Patek, yeah
Look at my neck, that’s another Patek, yeah
Givenchy sweats with a Moncler vest, yeah
Fuck my ex, fuck all my exes, yeah
She cut me off, so I fuck her best friend, yeah
She hit me up and I seen a message, yeah
Smith & Wesson, fuck a Tekken, yeah
Hit his head then that’s a dead man, yeah
Hit his head now he a dead man, ooh
Hit his head now learn a lesson, ooh
I’m so blessed now, I’m a blessing, ooh
You a dub now, I’m finessing you

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry)
I just spent a hundred grand on my jewelry (jewelry)
You say, you say that’s your mans, are you sure-y? (sure-y)
He done told on the whole squad, no sorry

[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
It’s all these diamonds on her ’cause she mine (Wow)
Yeah I do this shit for fun (Fun)
Champagne showers ’til she cum (‘Til she cum)
I just popped a perc for everyone (Everyone)

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Chris Brown – Like This Lyrics

[Verse: 1]
Only one conversation
Getting you to my place, yeah
We can have a situation
All you gotta do is say yeah
But do you really wanna stop now
You already let me see
What it could be
And right now I don’t want you to go without me

[Chorus]
It seems like every time
I tried to get through to you
Try to slip my way, baby
In my mind we get this right, eh
You decide to stay
Wasn’t suppose to end like this
We should keep dancing
I don’t want to go home like this
Baby give me this one last wish
Can you move your hips like this
Do a little twist
Turn that thing around then dip
And then we in a zone like this
Keep it going like this, yeah

[Verse: 2]
Look at us on the floor now
I’m digging everything I like your smile
Only wanna stay a little while
But you ain’t gotta go, no
DJ playing my song now
It’s my turn to feel you out
Cause baby you know that
All I wanna do is just stay with you, baby

[Chorus]
It seems like every time
I tried to get through to you
Try to slip my way, baby
In my mind we get this right, eh
You decide to stay, oh ho
Wasn’t suppose to end like this
We should keep dancing
I don’t wanna go home like this
Baby give me this one last wish
Can you move your hips like this
Do a little twist
Turn that thing around then dip
And when we in a zone like this
Keep going like this, yeah

[Bridge]
Something about the way I get a rise when you next to me
I don’t wanna be apart, yeah yeah
Damn I’m loving this spotlight
You turning me on, on, on, oh, yeah

[Chorus]
It wasn’t suppose end like this
We should keep dancing
I don’t wanna go home like this
Baby give me this one last wish
Can you move your hips like this
Do a little twist
Turn that thing around then dip
And when we in a zone like this
Keep going like this, yeah

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Christina Aguilera – Dirrty (Tracey Young Mix) Lyrics

[Intro]
Show your hands, show your hands…

[Verse 1]
Oooh, I’m overdue
Give me some room, comin’ through
Paid my dues, I’m in the mood
Me and my girls come to shake the room
DJ spinnin’, show your hands
Let’s get dirrty, that’s my jam
I need that, uh to get me off
Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off
It’s explosive, speakers are thumpin’
Still jumpin’, six in the mornin’
Table dancin’, glasses are crashin’
No question, time for some action
Temperature’s up ’bout to erupt
Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

[Hook]
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancin’, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Verse 2]
Ah, heat is up
Ladies, fellas drop your cups
Bodies packed, front to back
Move your ass; I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin’ (on the floor)
I need that (uh) to get me off
Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off
Let’s get open, cause a commotion
Still goin’, eight in the mornin’
There’s no stoppin’, we keep it poppin’
Hard rockin’, everyone’s talkin’
Give all you got (give it to me), just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

[Hook]
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Bridge]
Here it comes, it’s the one you been waitin’ on
Get up, get it rough, yup, that’s what’s up
Givin’ just what you love to the maximum
Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go)
What to do when the music starts to drop
That’s when we take it to the parking lot
And I bet you somebody’s gonna call the cops
Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go)

[Hook]
Gonna get Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival
Rowdy, gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Outro]
DJ spinnin’ (spinnin’, spinnin’)

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Christina Aguilera – Dirrty (Tracey Young Radio)

[Verse 1]
(Uh, let me loose)
Oooh, I’m overdue
Give me some room, comin’ through
Paid my dues, I’m in the mood
Me and my girls come to shake the room
DJ spinnin’, show your hands
Let’s get dirrty, that’s my jam
I need that, uh to get me off
Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off
It’s explosive, speakers are thumpin’
Still jumpin’, six in the mornin’
Table dancin’, glasses are crashin’
No question, time for some action
Temperature’s up ’bout to erupt
Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

[Hook]
Gonna get rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancin’, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Verse 2]
Ah, heat is up
Ladies, fellas drop your cups
Bodies packed, front to back
Move your ass; I like that
Tight hip huggers (low for sure)
Shake a little somethin’ (on the floor)
I need that (uh) to get me off
Sweatin’ ’til my clothes come off
Let’s get open, cause a commotion
Still goin’, eight in the mornin’
There’s no stoppin’, we keep it poppin’
Hard rockin’, everyone’s talkin’
Give all you got (give it to me), just hit the spot
Gonna get my girls, get your boys, gonna make some noise

[Hook]
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival
Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Bridge]
Here it comes, it’s the one you been waitin’ on
Get up, get it rough, yup, that’s what’s up
Givin’ just what you love to the maximum
Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go)
What to do when the music starts to drop
That’s when we take it to the parking lot
And I bet you somebody’s gonna call the cops
Uh-oh (uh-oh), here we go (here we go)
Here we go (here we go)
Go, go, go…

[Hook]
Gonna get Rowdy
Gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival
Rowdy, gonna get a little unruly
Get it fired up in a hurry
Wanna get dirrty
It’s about time that I came to start the party
Sweat drippin’ over my body
Dancing, getting just a little naughty
Wanna get dirrty, it’s about time for my arrival

[Outro]
DJ spinnin’

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Tee Grizzley – No Rap Cap Lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzly]
If there ain’t no bag involved, If there ain’t no bag involved
PnB to the D, Grizzly gang, ride with us
DJ on the beat with some bangers!

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzly]
I’m not gon’ talk to you for long if there ain’t no bag involved
I don’t indulge with the [?], go get the man in charge
You don’t want this Glock to line you up, it’ll push you back too far
My shooter’s Queen Latifah, they’ll set it of(brrrrrahh)
Hundred point and my car is large, we so ahead of y’all(can’t touch)
We got more bread than y’all(broke bitch)
Your bitch, we share her dawg(ho bitch)
These bitches scared of y’all(they scared of you niggas man)
They know you gon’ tell it all(gospel ass niggas shut the f**k up)
No cap(No cap), No rap(no rap)
I can stand on a bentley(stand on a skrrt)
I own dat(I own dat)
You f**kin’ with snitches(f**kin’ with rats)
Cold rats(cold rats)
Y’all niggas want smoke(nigga want smoke)
Blow dat(blow dat)

[Verse 2: PnB Rock]
I ain’t takin’ no pictures, free Kodak(free dat nigga)
Ridin’ ’round wit a stick(brrr)
You know dat(you know dat shit)
Nigga got my name in his mouth(huh), you toe tag(brrr)
F**k around might run in you house, where your ho at?
I was just eatin’ them noodles, now I’m eatin’ that caviar
Ridin’ ’round in the fastest cars, Instagram hoes, I smash ’em all
These niggas broke, we laugh at y’all(haha)
Now you havin’ no cash at all(broke)
Niggas just be actin’ hard, I’mma wind up smackin’ y’all(bitch)

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Which one of your niggas hoes(your niggas hoes)
I’mma go at(I’mma go at), ha your mans got dropped
Where his hoe ass?(yeah)
Right f**k these niggas, they ain’t get no pass
And f**k these bitches, they broke ass
You can’t make it out Detroit ‘less you play basketball
If the ops listenin’ just know we keepin’ tabs on y’all, huh
We call y’all black ice ’cause we always slidin’ on y’all
Nigga this chop run outta bullets, I’mma put the .45 on y’all

[Verse 4: PnB Rock]
You must wanna die, f**kin’ with me and my gang
Niggas gon’ slide if you’re missin’ my name(gang)
Don’t come outside(come outside), ‘less you want feel that flame
Lil’ nigga better stay in your lane ‘fore [?] get changed
Won’t make it out Philly unless you a rapper dawg, unless you a trapper dawg, still might leave in a casket dawg
And that’s the saddest part
Niggas ridin’ ’round with dracos, [?]in’ from the ops and the [?]
I can’t even trust my main ho, damn

[Outro: Tee Grizzley & PnB Rock]
You can’t make it out Detroit ‘less you play basketball
If thee ops listenin’ just know we keepin’ tabs on y’all, huh
Won’t make it out Philly unless you a rapper dawg, unless you a trapper dawg, still might leave in a casket dawg
And that’s the saddest part

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Nicki Minaj – Sorry lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Hey baby
Even though you break my heart
I still love you

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sorry
Is all that you can say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like forgive me (forgive me)
And you can say, baby (baby)
My baby, can I hold you tonight?
And maybe if I told you the right words
Ooh, at the right time
You be Nas

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo
That bitch is always flippin’
You niggas never listen
We make a perfect team
Balling Jordan and Scottie Pippen
But I’ma let you dip in
That wax sauce drippin’
Said that when you with a boss bitch, now you can tell the difference
You be like jungle digger
I don’t want another nigga
I wanna make you ’bout a legend, but I make you bigger
Tinkerbell, Peter Pan
No bitches badder than me when I pull up
Got ’em screaming like a temper tan
Ayo, DJ, drop the beat
My gun didn’t fall but I drop the heat
I love how we kept it on the low, mad discreet (I’m in a rush)
Pass me the keys to my jeep (truck)
I hit ’em with it, I’mma kill ’em with that wine wine
Ain’t losin’ watches, but with me, he always find time
We keep it classy when we eatin’ it’s that fine dine
But between love and hate, baby, it’s a fine line

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sorry
Is all that you can say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like forgive me (forgive me)
And you can say, baby (baby)
My baby can I hold you tonight?
And maybe if I told you the right words
Ooh, at the right time
You be Nas

[Verse 2: Nas]
A mack
I used to mack with the MAC on me
Project parties, lights off, mad horny
Dutty wine and feel the gun I’m hidin’
She still grindin’ on me, smilin’ at me
I’m like “Hi, I’m Nasty”
God bless ya, met ya
Thought you were sexy as ever
Flexing with your ex, I couldn’t disrespect ya
Later on, I undress ya, couldn’t wait to sex ya
Made a nigga wait so long, but it was special
Light travel faster than sound
Lightning strike one second every point two miles
So when you first saw me emerge from a weed cloud
Electricity touch your soul, that’s how I get down
Gangsta love
Completing each other
Touching tongues so close, we could breathe for each other
Untouchable boy with the illustrious girl
But maybe being together’s too much for the world, sorry

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Sorry
Is all that you can say
Years gone by and still
Words don’t come easily
Like forgive me (forgive me)
And you can say, baby (baby)
My baby can I hold you tonight?
And maybe if I told you the right words
Ooh, at the right time
You be Nas

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Destiny’s Child – Bootylicious (Love: Destiny Version) Lyrics

Kelly, can you handle this?
Michelle, can you handle this?
Beyonce, can you handle this?
I don’t think they can handle this

Love he
Love she
Love harmony
Love destiny

Woo
Better move, cause we’ve arrived
Lookin’ sexy, lookin’ fly
Baddest chick, chick inside
DJ, jam tonight
Spotted me, a tender thang
There you are, come on baby
Don’t you wanna dance with me?
Can you handle, handle me?

You gotta do much better
If you’re gonna dance with me tonight
You gotta work your jelly
If you’re gonna dance with me tonight
Read my lips carefully, if you like what you see
Move, groove, prove you can hang with me
By the looks I got you shook up and scared of me
Buckle your seat belt, it’s time for takeoff

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Woo
I’m about to break you off
H-town goin’ hard, read my hips
Slap my thighs, swing my hair
Squint my eyes
Lookin’ hot, smellin’ good
Groovin’ like I’m from the hood
Over my shoulder I blow you a kiss
Can you handle, handle this?

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Move your body up and down
Make your booty touch the ground
I can’t help but wonder why
My vibe’s too vibealacious for you babe

I shake my jelly at every chance
When I whip with my hips you slip into a trance
I’m hoping you can handle all this jelly that I have
Now let’s cut a rug while we scat some jazz, yeah

Pa pa de do da-de
Pa pa de do da-de do
Pa de-de oh
Pa de-de oh
Pow pow pow pow

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
Baby can you handle this?
I don’t think you can handle this

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Woo
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for destiny
I don’t think you’re ready for this (destiny’s child)
Love you, love me
Come on, love destiny

Love destiny

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Pitbull – Roof On Fire Lyrics

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Verse 1]
Independent like a motherfucker [?]
Build another twenty schools
Let’s show em how we ball
I ride for my city, I ride for my dawgs
Hit the mayor at the show
New Year’s Eve, boy it’s on
Man it’s on in the [?]
Mr. 3-0-5, Mr. Took over the world
Mr. Stay-on-fire, Mr. Fuckboy-Free
Mr. Fuckboy-Please
Mr. Got-the-whole-game-on-its-knees
Let’s ride

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Verse 2]
Baby I got A-D-D, a delicious dick
And I’m ready to act a fool in this bitch
This chico stay slick, this chico stay lit
Imma change my name to Mr. Stay-rich
Been getting loose, been getting paid
3-0-5 representer, been repping Dade
I’m a chico in the game that spit that flame
That spit that fire, now let’s get off the chain
Let’s ride

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Bridge]
Go DJ, Go DJ, the DJ’s on fire
No pare, sigue, sigue
Go DJ, Go DJ, the DJ’s on fire
No pare, sigue, sigue

[Hook]
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!
The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire
We don’t need no water
Let that motherfucka burn!

[Outro]
Burn motherfucker, Burn!

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Skiddalz – Good Time lyrics

(We’ll have a good, We’ll have a good, good time)
The sun just dropped, the bottles all popped
We did the molly wop, the party don’t stop
The models came out, the fellas swagged out
We did another round, and then I passed out
All we wanna have is a good time
We’ll have a good, good time

Any time is a good time
Do it now it’s due time
Grab a friend get loose now
Party like it’s a luau
A good time, let’s have it
I’m tired of doin’ it average
I wanna chill with Jay-Z in Dallas
I’ll convince the Carter like Mavericks
Bottoms up, fill my cup, DJ turn the volume up
We don’t even need the club
All we need is all of us
And the homies – they all wanna follow us
So I put them all up in my tour bus
We can find the time, anytime, for a great time
If they wanna hate then they ain’t getting play time
Can’t get to me then we can do face time
In the day time, please just name the place and time

(We’ll have a good, We’ll have a good, good time)
The sun just dropped, the bottles all popped
We did the molly wop, the party don’t stop
The models came out, the fellas swagged out
We did another round, and then I passed out
All we wanna have is a good time
We’ll have a good, good time

We ’bout to blast off
Three, two, one, shake that ass off
Get it now it’s a dance off
Slo Down, boy take that mask off
Who wants to see me fly like a rocket?
Over my mom’s 3 car garages
Yeah i’m crazy baby, like i’m Swayze
Maybe if you paid me I’d be in office
Me for President, smokin’ with residents
Callin’ it medicine, livin’ like Jefferson
Everybody swimming in a pool full of liquor
Got my game face on lookin’ like a winner
Models everywhere, in the Lou we call ’em strippers
Countin’ figures while i’m hangin’ on the big dipper
Molly woppin’ got me feelin kinda sicker
But if i pass out, i’ll dream bigger

(We’ll have a good, We’ll have a good, good time)
The sun just dropped, the bottles all popped
We did the molly wop, the party don’t stop
The models came out, the fellas swagged out
We did another round, and then I passed out
All we wanna have is a good time
We’ll have a good, good time

And then I passed out (I passed out, passed out)
All we wanna have is a good time

The sun just dropped, the bottles all popped
We did the molly wop, the party don’t stop
The models came out, the fellas swagged out
We did another round, and then I passed out
All we wanna have is a good time
We’ll have a good, good time