Afterdark – Myrne feat. Aviella lyrics

I feel so beautiful when you call
Tell me we won’t change
I want to make a move
But I’m scared to say
It’s taken a while to get this far
I’m caught and away
It’s taken a ride to get this far
We’re one and the same. after dark in your heart,
I believe in you
The way you pull me in Can’t pretend
I’ll be Chasing colorsss
Myrne lyrics
Video Myrne Chasing colors after dark in your heart,
I believe in you
The way you pull me in
Can’t pretend we’re look a apart. After dark in your heart,
I believe in you
The way you pull me in Can’t pretend
I’ll be Chasing colors.
Lyrics Myrne – Afterdark
I feel so out of line
Everytime that you call my name
I want to make a move
but I’m scared to say.(afterdark)
It’s taken a while to get this far
I’m caught and away
It’s taken a ride to get this close
We’re one and the same. Chasing colors after dark in your heart,
I believe in you
The way you pull me in
Versuri-lyrics.info
Can’t pretend we’re look a apart.

Si no vuelves – Gente de Zona letra

Pa’ olvidarte mami tienen que matarme
Pa’ arrancarte de mí tienen que matarme
Porque tú me diste lo que me faltaba
Esos besos ricos que nadie me daba. Si no vuelves
Se me va la vida si no vuelves
Se me van los días si no vuelves
Se me van las noches si no vuelves
Si tú no vuelves. Letra Gente de Zona – Si no vuelves
Hoy me levanté recordándote
Aquellos besos que nos dábamos a escondidas
Hoy me levanté extrañándote, amor
Lo que yo viví contigo eso no tiene nombre
No hay duda que yo fui tu hombre
Tú la mujer que me robó el corazón.(si no vuelves)
Aunque tú no estás
Ay yo te sigo pensando
Ay yo te sigo buscando
Y por más que lo intento
No te puedo olvidar. Aunque tú no estas
Ay yo te sigo pensando
Ay yo te sigo buscando
Y por más que lo intento
No te puedo olvidar. (x2)
Pa’ olvidarte mami tienen que matarme
Pa’ arrancarte de mí tienen que matarme
Porque tú me diste lo que me faltaba
Esos besos ricos que nadie me daba.
(x2)
Pa’ olvidarte mami tienen que matarme
Pa’ arrancarte de mí tienen que matarme
Porque tú me diste lo que me faltaba
Esos besos ricos que nadie me daba. Aunque tú no estás
Ay yo te sigo pensando
Ay yo te sigo buscando
Versuri-lyrics.info
Y por más que lo intento
No te puedo olvidar. Si no vuelves
Se me va la vida si no vuelves
Se me van los días si no vuelves
Se me van las noches si no vuelveees
Si tú no vuelveees. Gente de Zona letras
Video vuelves Aunque tú no estas
Ay yo te sigo pensando
Ay yo te sigo buscando
Y por más que lo intento
No te puedo olvidar. Hace mucho tiempo que te perdí
Pero tu recuerdo sigue aquí en mi cama
No hay un instante que no piense en ti, amor. Lo que yo viví contigo eso no tiene nombre
No hay duda que yo fui tu hombre
Tú la mujer que me robó el corazón. Pa’ olvidarte mami tienen que matarme
Pa’ arrancarte de mí tienen que matarme
Porque tú me diste lo que me faltaba
Esos besos ricos que nadie me dabaaa.

East Atlanta Day – Zaytoven feat. Gucci Mane lyrics

Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay. Lyrics Zaytoven – East Atlanta Day
East Atlanta Daaay
We don’t f*ck with 12, nigga
East Atlanta Day
Nigga, East Atlanta Day. I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Day
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
It’s a trap holiDaaay, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
30’s on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I’ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Nigga we don’t give a f*ck, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Where ya from? Walking through my hood, looking like a hundred bricks
I got all this ice on me, shouldn’t even brought out all this s**t
It’s Zaytoven and C-Note and Big Gucci in this b*tch
Nigga put his hands on me I’m goin’ stupid in this b*tch
Eight-figure Gucci and I’m lookin’ like the s**t
I got so much cash right now, don’t know what to with all this s**t
Yo girlfriend lookin’ at me like a groupie in this b*tch
So I’m boutta shoot my shot, I feel like Cupid in this b*tch
This for Edgewood, this for Kirkwood, I brought Glenwood in this b*tch
Got me feeling like a young nigga, might pull up with the stick
Two hundred thousand dollar watch, I look just like a lick
And the way lil’ mama switchin’ you can tell she from the 6.
I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
It’s a trap holiDaaay, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Drop top Chevelle, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I’ma give them hell, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
We don’t f*ck with 12, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Nigga, East Atlanta Daaay, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay. Zaytoven lyrics
Video day 21 and PDE, that’s the East Atlanta gang,
I shot a lot of niggas with this East Atlanta ‘K (21)
I robbed a lot of niggas in North Atlanta for their yay,
They didn’t get no skraightening, but they feel some type of way
Drop down, broad Daaay, niggas that on some s**t,
We ain’t shoot nothin’ but them sticks, (Yeah)
Hit his car so many times, it did a backflip (Yeah)
I ain’t got no f*ck b*tch, but a fat d*ck (21)
Leave a nigga with a fat lip, yeah
Chains on me blingin’ ho
f*cked yo baby momma, yo kid’s Pampers need some changing ho (21)
All I hang around is drug dealers, killas, bangin’ ho (21)
We run East Atlanta, dare you think we don’t come skraightenin’ ho. Throw it up, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Drop top Chevelle, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I’ma give them hell, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
We don’t f*ck with 12, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Nigga, East Atlanta Daaay, nigga, East Atlanta Daaayyy. I just pulled up in a Lambo on East Atlanta Day
Drop top don, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I got all my jewelry on, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
It’s a trap holiDaaay, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
30’s on the truck, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
I’ma make them put it up, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Nigga we don’t give a f*ck, nigga, East Atlanta Daaay
Where ya from?

Nights with you – Mo lyrics

I just wanna spend the nights with you
Do it like your mother said not to do
Every time I hear the phone ring
I feel the same thing, I feel the same thing
I just wanna spend the nights with you
With you, with you, with you. I just wanna spend the nights with youuu. (x2)
MO lyrics
Video you I’ll take you out tonight
Throw away your phone
Don’t care about your boyfriend waking up alone
I’ll take you out tonight
Leave it at home
Don’t care about your boyfriend waking up alone. Lose attention
Even though the world is mad
And you feel out of control
But you’re the best at
When you let it off
By banging your head
And putting your hands up in the air, ohhh babe.
We’ll dye my hair in crazy colors
Just to make you smile.(nights with you)
I’ll take you out tonight
Throw away your phone
Don’t care about your boyfriend waking up alone
I’ll take you out tonight
Leave it at home
Don’t care about your boyfriend waking up alone. Lyrics MO – Nights with you
Girl, you’re gorgeous
You know you might not always feel like it but you are
And you’re worth it versuri-lyrics.info
Are you sure you are? I just wanna spend the nights with you
Do it like your mother said not to do
Every time I hear the phone ring
I feel the same thing, I feel the same thing
I just wanna spend the nights with you
With you, with you, with you.

Feel it – Young Thug lyrics

If that’s your man, you better hold him down
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feel it
Yeah, yeahhh. glasses
Yeah, I only cum on my baby when she say daddy (and what). Lyrics Young Thug – Feel it
I want that pus*y in a Wraith
I’m gon’ make sure lil’ mama feel it
Every eyeball that look at me, she wanna kill it (on Slime)
We make love, and it be hot just like a skillet (woo, woo)
I don’t wanna buy your love, I wanna feel it
Build that b*tch up from the ground, never won’t tear that b*tch down
Yeah, you know that this d*ck ain’t no clown
You know this d*ck make you make sounds (swear, yeah)
I f*ck that b*tch good, I don’t tease her
Nigga, that why she not leavin’ (what?)
And you know that I smoke on that kush, no Khalifa
And I do it for my people (I swear)
Yeah, I never never met a girl like you (what?)
I’m lovin’ every single curve about you
Ooh, you know I would smoke the whole world, ’bout ya
Put on my suit, go get my boots, I’ll go to jail ’bout ya (let’s go)
You know who you with
Lil’ baby stop playin’, darlin’, you know who you with
You know who you with
Man I’m so for real
I copped you a coupe baby, you’re my chauffeur real (skrrt, skrrt)
Man I am so for real these niggas be talkin’, we buss’ it so for real (for real)
I’m so geeked up on your lovin’ I don’t need no mollies, so for real (for real)
Behind closed doors it gets drastic
pus*y wet, I done worked magic
Yeah, I am the truth so don’t ask it
Yeah, I shoot ..
Make me feel it, make me feeeel it
Make me feel it, make me feeeel it
Oh, I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feeeel it
I wan’ feel it, I wan’ feeeel it
Baby, I’ll give you head, give me ceilings
Come here bae, I’m appealin’
I’m locked down, all metal
Horsehoe, True Religion
I’m dabbin’, I’m dabbin’
I’ll hop in your car, and I’ll smash it, I’ll smash it
I’m buyin’ gold Rollies, yeah I’m Trinidadian
They look like they don’t wanna f*ck, but they actin’
I’m pourin’ up purple, that purple, yeah, Actavis (lean, lean, lean)
Aaaaand I think I’m tough, you look tough, so let’s clash it (slat, let’s clash)
War ready, I’m goin’ steady versuri-lyrics.info
I f*ck with Keisha, not the one from Belly
I wanna f*ck and not talk and I said it
I want that cat like a leopard
Let’s go to Germany, no Shepard
She don’t need no hand, I’ma help her
She barely keep it so I kept her
Watch me tell her. If that’s your man, you better hold him down, woo
Murder she wrote
She held my little pack, she was wit’ it
And she was popular way before me
Now that I’m popular, I’ma still be the old me
Yeah, I swear to God she wanna feeeel it
Yeah, when I do wrong, bae, make me feeeel it
Yeah, I wanna hit it when I feeeel it
Yeah, yeahhh. Young Thug lyrics
Video it

Masina – Nicolae Guta feat. Susanu versuri

Cum s-o bage altu’ in marsalier? Mergi cu ea, cu ea, tot pe interzisss. E automata, nu e manuala
Demareaza de te scoala dupa boala
Arata bine si cand se parcheaza
Te ucide atunci cand se decapoteaza. Chiar daca nu are prea multi cai putere. Asa masinaaa conduci fara permis. Cum s-o bage altu’ in marsalier? Mare frumusete de tapiterie. Cum s-o bage altu’ in marsalier? Confortabila, s-o conduci iti face placere. In fiecare zi interior, exterior. Asa masinaaa, nu-ti mai iei sofer. Cum sa n-o duci zilnic la spalatorie. (x2)
Versuri Nicolae Guta
Video Susanu Iti faci abonament cu asa motor. (x2)
Asa masinaaa, nu-ti mai iei sofer. Asa masinaaa conduci fara permis. Mergi cu ea, cu ea, tot pe interzis. La motorul ei cere viteze legal,
Merge bine, are tractiune integral. Asa masina conduci fara permis. Asa masina, nu-ti mai iei sofer. Mergi cu ea, cu ea, tot pe interzis.
Ia-ti bujia, ca temperatura…
Asa masina, nu-ti mai iei sofer. Versuri Nicolae Guta – Masina
Vai de capul meu ce caroserie are. Asa masina, conduci fara permis. Versuri-lyrics.info
De ce e in stare daca e pe moale. Cum sa n-o duci zilnic la spalatorie. buna vina la portbagaj
Decat sa-ti bagi tu piciorul in el de utilaj. Vezi sa nu-ti ia ochii farurile cu xenoane. Mult kilometraj nu-i dezavantaj
E avantaj cand are deja rodaj… Dai pedala tare daca vrei sa te dai sa mergi. Sa te aud, sa te aud cum accelerezi. Fac o paranteza, e vorba de silicoane.(masina)
Mare frumusete de tapiterie. Sau daca te baga la daune totale. Mergi cu ea, cu ea, tot pe interzis. Cum s-o bage altu’ in marsalier? Daca-i calezi motorul, e pacat de ea. Fiecare zi interior, exterior. Portbagajul mare, destul de incapatoare. E automata, nu e manuala
Demareaza de te scoala dupa boala
Arata bine si cand se parcheaza
Te ucide atunci cand se decapoteaza. Iti faci abonament cu asa motor. Las-o la relantiu pana cand se opreste.

In viata mea – Nek versuri

Sa merg inainte sau inapoi, sa fac un pas sau doi? Ma feresc de foc si dau de noroi. Ca orice om mai am si zile grele in viata. Dar imi ramane o farama de speranta. Si uneori nici nu stiu ce am de facut. In viata mea nu sunt toate cum am vrut. Grijile de acum se vor face scrum,
Versuri-lyrics.info
Se vor face scrum. Ma feresc de foc si dau de noroiii. Si uneori nici nu stiu ce am de facut. (x2)
Versuri Nek
Video viata mea (x2)
In viata mea nu sunt toate cum am vrut. Poate intr-o zi, bine imi va fi,
Intr-o zi. Sa merg inainte sau inapoi, sa fac un pas sau doi?
Si uneori nici nu stiu ce am de facut. Ma feresc de foc si dau de noroi. (x2) Versuri Nek – In viata mea
Ca orice om eu am si vise, am si vise. Dar toate drumurile mele sunt inchise.(in viata mea)
Toate sunt pe dos,
Sunt cu susu-n jos, ce folos.. Oricum viata mea nu se va schimba,
Nu se va schimba. In viata mea nu sunt toate cum am vrut. Sa merg inainte sau inapoi, sa fac un pas sau doi?

Guck mama – Zuna songtexte

Weil der Unterschied zwischen uns ist
Ich steige ein, geb’ ‘n Kickdown, baller’ los, wenn es ein’n Grund gibt
*Pfuh* auf deine Manieren und dein’n Stolz
Leute kriechen, weil sie riechen den Erfolg, küss den Ring, chaye
Lala, deine Freundin steht auf Fußballer
Herzlich willkomm’n, ich bin Tsubasa
Knack’ Million’n und ihr redet noch von Newcomer
Du fragst nach Feature, doch kriegst Yarak, zu Baba
Wo bleiben deine Waffen, wo Munition? Mach’, was du in ‘nem Jahr machst, in ei’m Monat
Bleib locker! Steuerfrei, sitz’ im Royce oder AMG
Augen rot – verdeckt die Louis Vs
Es macht click-claack bang-bang. Alles Plastikrapper, gehen nicht auf Risiko
Letztes Jahr, chaye, musste ich noch Kilos hol’n
Heute dreißig Mille im Monat Minimum.(guck mama)
Guck Mama, ich hol’ uns raus aus dieser Drecksgegend
Pack’ zehn Harabs im schwarz Jeep Mercedes
Lachkick wie du rennst vor der Machete
Nachtschicht fließt Patte, lass’ viel Geld regnen (mies!)
Rapper zittern, aber reden über Pakete
Qija nanen, sag, mein Bruder, willst du deal’n? Songtexte Zuna – Guck Mama
Brr, Z, Digga, im f*ckmodus
Geh, hol mir deine B***h, ja, und mach Fotos
Superstarstatus seit Februar
Krass, oder?
Geben Gas, Diggi, fast life, leben schnell
Heute Karibik, morgen Brasilien
F*ck die Welt, genug Geld ist in der Louis V. Steuerfrei, sitz’ im Royce oder AMG
Augen rot – verdeckt die Louis Vs
Es macht click-clack bang bang
Click-clack bang bang
Es macht click-clack bang bang
Qija nanen, sag, mein Bruder, willst du deal’n? Zuna songtexte
Video mama Guck Mama, ich hol’ uns raus aus dieser Drecksgegend
Pack’ zehn Harabs im schwarz Jeep Mercedes
Lachkick wie du rennst vor der Machete
Nachtschicht fließt Patte, lass’ viel Geld regnen
Rapper zittern, aber reden über Pakete
Qija nanen, sag, mein Bruder, willst du deal’n? Es macht click-clack bang bang
Click-clack bang bang
Es macht click-clack bang bang
Qija nanen, sag, mein Bruder, willst du deal’nnn? Schüsse fall’n, KMN ist mein Team
Hier hilft dir keiner hoch, wenn du liegst
Machen alles nur für Mutter, Mutter
Geben weiter Vollgas, Vollgas
Nie wieder Hunger, Hunger, stapel’ Umsatz en masse
Koka, Kokaina versuri-lyrics.info
Ich hab’ gehört, deine Freunde machen Ansagen im Netz
Doch ich seh’, dass sie Angst haben, cousin
Weil wir Libos schnappen zu im richtigen Moment
Weil du P***y nicht im Ansatz das bist, was du rappst
Brech’ die Tür ein mit Musti, zieh’ dich raus aus dei’m Bett
Fünfzig für Taxi lila, f*ck Coco Chanel!

Pitbull – Bad Man (feat. Robin Thicke, Joe Perry & Travis Barker)

I’m cool with it, act a fool with it
Give me what I deserve
(give it to me baby)
I like the girls that’s freaky, wild, yeah, and crazy
I’m a bad man
I like the girls that dirty dance, I’m Swayze
That’s right
Now say it with me…
Come on over
And you’re my type of goody two-shoes girl
Oooh!
Oooh!
Are you ready for love?
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
(Give it to me baby)
Baby, I’m a bad man
Not bad for a Cuban that came from the south
And you’re my type of goody two-shoes girl
[Robin]
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
And Yours Truly
I’m a bad man

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Oooh!
Come and get it, girl
Are you ready for love?

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
I like the girls that like the sex amazing
Come on over
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Building a billion dollar business from an ounce
In an evil world
[Robin]
(Give it to me baby)

So we can make like a baby in here now
Oooh!
But like Jay say "How sick am I?" wish ’em health for sure
I like the girls that’s hot, and fire and blazing
(give it to me baby)
Are you ready for love?

Come and get it, girl
I thank Miami for the way you raised me
And you’re my type of goody two-shoes girl
And I still fight every day like I ain’t got nothing to lose
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
With my own playbook, I got no rules in it
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
In an evil world
Joe Perry!
In an evil world
(give it to me baby)
I’m a bad man
Oooh!
I thank my mom for all the vision she gave me
They say he don’t rap no more
Maybe I’m a bad man, in a woman’s world
I thank God every day that music saved me
Oooh!
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Give me what I deserve
But I’m cool with it, act a fool with it
Come and get it, girl
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
I’m a good man, good guy, but don’t get it confused
[Robin]
I’m a bad man
Give me what I deserve
Baby, I’m a bad man
(Give it to me baby)
They say he ain’t street no more
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Come and get it, girl
Come and get it, girl
Maybe I’m a bad man, in a woman’s world
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah

Oooh!
Maybe I’m a bad man, in a woman’s world
Come and get it, girl
They say like LeBron he ain’t got the heat no more
Travis Barker!
Went to one of my old neighborhoods and built a school in it
Robin Thicke!
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah

Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
I know how to move in a room full of woo’s
Come on over
Oooh!
Say it with me…
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Mami let’s make like tig ol’ bitties and bounce
[Guitar Solo by Joe Perry]
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah

It’s crazy baby the way that the 80’s made me
[Pitbull]
This is history in the making
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah
Ooh-ah, ooh-ah

2 Chainz – It’s A Vibe (feat. Ty Dolla $ign, Trey Songz & Jhene Aiko)

Pussy tight
It’s a vibe
If you ain’t got no heart, man you gonna need a donor
[Verse 2: Trey Songz & 2 Chainz]
That’s a vibe
All the bitches like it
My ego is enormous like my crib in California (hmm)
Got a vibe, make an Asian want hibachi (hibachi)
Got a vibe, make a cougar wanna spend a check (check)
Am I your type?
That’s a vibe
Yeah, yeah (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe, that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, hahaha
Don’t you like?
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Oh it’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe
This my vibe, nigga
This the type of shit I like, yeah, yeah

That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
I held Glocks, sold rocks by the mailbox (ooh)
Different vibe

That’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
That’s a vibe
It’s a vibe
[Intro: 2 Chainz]
[Verse 4: Jhené Aiko]
Get high
Bust it, bust it wide
Vibe is the realest
Carbon copies get declined, I’m the pioneer
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
Got a vibe, make a young chick turn her neck (alright)
It’s a vibe (it’s a vibe)
Got a vibe, make Italian want Versace (Versace)
Late night
Diggin’ deep while I’m lookin’ in your eyes
Yah
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah

It’s a vibe
Yeah, ooh
Any volunteers?
Get high
Now I said I’m from the corner of the ATL (yah)
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, that’s a vibe
Your pussy drippin’
It’s a vibe, oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Where we got that clientele, avoid paper trails (right)
[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Trey Songz]
Let me slide
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
Okay, so I got the ambiance just where I want it (yeah)
She wanna vibe
That’s a vibe
Oh that’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe
I know you feel it (yah)
Oh that’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
It’s a vibe
This one outta here, this is our year
Broke so many bales down that I’m shell shocked (bow)
Beat that pussy up, I need riot gear
That’s a vibe, yeah
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
Dim the lights
Gushin’, drippin’ down your thighs
It’s a vibe
That’s a vibe, yeah (that’s a vibe)
[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
It’s a vibe (vibe)
That’s a vibe
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah, yeah
Maybe I’ll spend the night, yeah, yeah
Oh it’s a vibe, yeah
Gas in a Ziploc, now that’s loud and clear
Oh it’s a vibe
And if you get paid, it’s solely based on your performance (TRU)
That’s a vibe (that’s a vibe)
It’s a vibe, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh (that’s a vibe)
That’s a vibe

Sarah Close – Caught Up

Why you gotta get so caught up?
Your complaining is suffocating
[Bridge]
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
[Chorus]
And if it’s the truth, I gotta say you’re like a piece of real estate
Bet you’d lie there and complain that life’s not fair
Overreacting all the time
In the case of you and I, you would be the first to die

I told you it’s a two-mile walk home
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
Overreacting all the time
Why you gotta get so caught up?
Why you gotta get so caught up?
Why you gotta get so caught up?
I’m not pulling away, I just don’t like PDA
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
Is making me wish that the zombies were really here so

Methamphetamine, I’m dressed like a beauty queen
I’m not drinking, I’m not buying, I’m not lying
Why you gotta get so caught up?
I understand you really wanna make this work
I understand you really wanna make this work
I wanna make it home and I’d love to be alone
[Outro]
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
I understand you really wanna make this work
[Chorus]
Let’s take this day by day, we’ll make it fine

Your complaining is suffocating
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
I understand you really wanna make this work
Why you gotta get so caught up?
[Chorus]
You annoy me like a tick, tick, tick
Why you gotta get so caught up?
Why you gotta get so caught?
[Verse 1]
Why you gotta get so caught?
In truth, your conversation is actually sedating

In the zombie apocalypse, you’d probably run and trip up
I understand you really wanna make this work
You’re trying to get me naked by getting me wasted
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk
Let’s take this day by day, we’ll make it fine
Let’s take this day by day, we’ll make it fine
God, I bet you’re even boring whilst the zombies eat your brain

[Verse 2]
It’s not an investment, here is my two cents
I’m not pulling away, God, we’ve only had three dates
Overreacting all the time
Your complaining is suffocating
You’re trying to break us down, wish you wouldn’t stick around
I understand you really wanna make this work
I understand you really wanna make this work

I’m not pulling away, I just don’t like PDA
I like the time alone
You won’t stop talking about defining this
I may be fucked but I can do it on my own
Two step pacing and I’m too intoxicated
I understand you really wanna make this work
All your yadda yadda in my ear
You look real nice from the exterior, you’re acting so inferior
Why you gotta get so caught up?
And I don’t have the excuse that you’re an absolute jerk

Charli XCX – 3AM (Pull Up) (feat. Mø) (Lyric Video)

I hate myself, I can’t control it (-trol it)
How could I be so dumb?
Even though, even though, even though
Pull up, pull up

You know the words that got me fallin’
Uh, uh (your love)
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, yeah
Pull up, pull up
One thousand times, the same old story (story)
Feelin’ good, feelin’ good, feelin’ good
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one
I got to pull up, pull up
[Verse 3: MØ & Charli XCX]
No more, no
I got to pull up, pull up
Da-da, ooh, your love
I hate myself, I can’t control it (-trol it)
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
In the beginning I thought you were amazin’
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
You know the words that got me fallin’
Da-da, ooh, your love
Pull up, pull up
And I know, and I know, and I know
And none of my friends could stop me from chasin’ you
Let it go, let it go, let it go
You say you’re sorry, but you’re lonely (lonely)
Pull up, pull up
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
My friends keep on tellin’ me

It’s better than ecstasy

Oh man, I don’t wanna care anymore (Oh-oh-oh)
Forgive myself, now this is over (over, oh)
Pull up, pull up
Who gets my head so fucked up
Uh, uh (your love)
I know this is bad for me
Yes all the things she said to me, just a lie
Uh, uh (your love)

Yeah, I know, yeah, I know, yeah, I know
No more, no
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
You know the words that got me fallin’

[Intro: Charli XCX]
Pull up, pull up right to your love
Da-da, ooh, your love

and you are callin’ (callin’) It’s 3 A.M.
Even though, even though, even though

[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
I got to pull up, pull up
I can’t believe you had me fallin’
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
I’ll always remember you
Pull up, pull up
I was too blind to see through all the flames, babe
Pull up, pull up (woah-oh-oh)
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on
Who makes me scream
It hurts what you put me through
Pull up, pull up right to your love
You know the words that got me fallin’
and you are callin’ (callin’) It’s 3 A.M.
You’re just pretty, you’re not free

One thousand times, the same old story (story)
[Verse 1: Charli XCX]
It’s 3 A.M. and you are callin’ (callin’)
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
No, no, no, no

Now, I don’t wanna care anymore
Go fuck yourself, don’t say you’re sorry (sorry)
Pull up, pull up
[Verse 2: Charli XCX]
Pull up, pull up (right to your love, oh-oh)
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on
You’re the one, you’re the one, you’re the one
[Chorus: Charli XCX]
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up right to your love
[Outro: Charli XCX & MØ]
I don’t wanna care anymore (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
It hurts what you put me through
Pull up, pull up right to your love
Feelin’ good, feelin’ good, feelin’ good
Pull up, pull up
I’m so over your vanity
[Post-Chorus: Charli XCX]
Pull up, pull up right to your love
Holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, holdin’ on, yeah
Pull up, pull up
Even though, even though, even though
One thousand times, the same old story (story)
[Chorus: Charli XCX & (MØ)]
I got to pull up, pull up
I can’t believe I used to want this
You take me there
Pull up, pull up
Even though, even though, even though
You say you’re sorry, but you’re lonely (lonely)
Uh, da-da, ooh, your love
Let it go, let it go, let it go
Pull up, pull up right to your love
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up right to your love
Pull up, pull up right to your love
I know that you’re usin’ me
I just don’t care
I’ll always care

A.Chal – To The Light

With my brother, yo roll another
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
To that light, I got it right
I’m bumpin’ Michael Jackson and Nirvana
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]
[Verse 2]

I said I found a way, to that light
[Chorus]
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I said I found a way, to that light

To that light, I got it right
I said I found a way, to that light
[Chorus]
What you fall off? What you talkin’ ’bout?
I said I found a way, to that light
I said I found a way, to that light
Now I see the signs, that’s why I’m pressin’ decline
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I found a way, to that light
Like it’s magic, I’m disappearin’
Focused on the fam in mi casa
To that light, I got it right

To that light, to that light
I turn to the guy that you said I couldn’t ride
[Intro]
When you call me, ain’t tryna hear it (hello?)
Starin’ at the eyes of my karma
I said I found a way, to that light
I don’t want it, you can have it
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
To that light, I got it right
To that light, I got it right
I’m tryna find my way to my Donna
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight

I said I found a way, to that light
Countin’ up this bag while I’m smokin’ out the bag
Head lookin’ down at my collar
I said I found a way, to that light
Blowin’ all this cash on the things that never last
Fuck the money, I found the li-ight
I said I found a way, to that light
Eyes bloodshed, marijuana
To that light, I got it right
I said I found a way, to that light
I’ve been doin’ things how I wanna

Maluma – Felices Los 4

No me importa un carajo

Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz

No me importa un carajo
Te agrandamos el cuarto
Porque sé que volverás
Y siempre que se va, regresa a mi
No me importa un carajo
Maluma baby
A penas sale el soy y tú te vas corriendo
Y lo hacemos otro rato
(Y tu menos…)
Y lo hacemos otro rato
Felices los 4
Yo te acepto el trato
Si conmigo te quedas
Yo no estoy pensando en lo que estas haciendo

O con otro tu te vas
Felices los 4
Tranquila que no creo en contratos
Y lo hacemos otro rato
No importa el que dirán, somos tal para cual
Y felices los 4
Si conmigo te quedas

Mua

(El código secreto)
Y lo hacemos otro rato
Disfruta y solo siente el impacto

Porque sé que volverás
Y si con otro pasas el rato
Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz
Felices los 4

Y lo hacemos otro rato
Te agrandamos el cuarto
Y si con otro pasas el rato
Se que pensarás que esto me está doliendo
Felices los 4

Y lo hacemos otro rato
No importa el que dirán, nos gusta así
Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz
Y siempre que se va, regresa a mi
Y felices los 4
Y si con otro pasas el rato
Así lo quiso el destino mami

Y lo hacemos otro rato
O con otro tu te vas
Y si con otro pasas el rato
Y lo hacemos otro rato
Si conmigo te quedas

Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz

El boom boom que te quema, ese cuerpo de sirena
Yo te acepto el trato
Yo te acepto el trato
Y lo hacemos otro rato

(Kevin ADG, Chan El Genio)
Y siempre que se va, regresa a mi
No importa el que dirán, somos tal para cual
Y siempre que se va, regresa a mi
Y lo hacemos otro rato
Si conmigo te quedas
Felices los 4
Porque se que volverás
Lo nuestro no depende de un pacto
Si somos algo y así nos queremos
(Maluma baby)
No me importa un carajo
Y si con otro pasas el rato
Y si con otro pasas el rato

Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz
Vamos a ser feliz, vamos a ser feliz
Te agrandamos el cuarto
No importa el que dirán, nos gusta así
Y lo hacemos otro rato
O con otro tu te vas
Felices los 4
Y lo hacemos otro rato
O con otro tu te vas
Y lo hacemos otro rato
Porque se que volverás

Janice – Love You Like I Should

I’ve spent all I’ve got
I’ll make a deal with the devil

And you know ill make a deal with the devil
Give you all of my heart

That nothing I do is enough
You want that baby

But tell me somebody who’s perfect here
Breaking all my promises

Never meant to
And I know it’s my last chance

Nothing’s ever to much cuz
I know i made alot of mistakes, yeah
Anything i got to do get back to your Love
To let you see me weak
Cuz all I want is to love you, like I, should oooooooooooov
I’ll deal with the devil
By you
Never meant to
I was raised to no better boy

Cuz all I want is to love you, like I, should
To you

You want that baby
To you
Give you all of my heart
I’ve spent all I’ve got
But you know I’ll do it better
That nothing I do is enough
I’ll make a deal with the devil
Breaking all my promises
So Tell me you’re not over us
So Tell me you’re not over us
Anything I got to do to get back to your love
Nothing’s ever to much cuz
To let you see me weak

Anything I got to do to get back to your love
Anything I got to do to get back to your love

Kid Ink – Lottery

This is somethin’ we should figure out
Promise not to leave me out
[Bridge]
Before we leave the lobby
Everythin’ you been thinkin’ ’bout
You got your gown and I’m sauced up
But we on vacation
Just let me know
But ooh, don’t know what I believe
[Chorus]
Let’s not fight in Vegas, yeah, yeah

Let’s not fight in Vegas
[Outro]
Soon as we make love
Sayin’ that’s not with me
[Pre-Chorus]

Sorry if I’m faded

[Chorus]
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas
[Verse 1]
Said you know where to find me
But ooh, don’t know what I believe
Soon as we make love
Before we leave the lobby
Stop shuttin’ down
Girl, and boss up
I’m just tryna hit the tables
And everythin’ addin’ to it
Ooh, it’s clear, I can see
Promise not to leave me out
Don’t shut me out
But your attitude
Come stand right beside me
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas
Said you know where to find me
That you got a beef
All honesty
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas, face it
I know we wasted
I know we wasted, yeah, yeah
Let’s not fight in Vegas
[Pre-Chorus]
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
I know we wasted, yeah, yeah
We do this every single time and then we make up
It’s like playin’ the lottery with you

I can’t read your mind
Come stand right beside me
All honesty
This is somethin’ we should figure out
Let’s not leave divided
Ooh, it’s clear, I can see
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas, face it
We do this every single time and then we make up
It’s like playin’ the lottery with you
That you got a beef
Yeah, yeah
Let’s not leave divided
And I ain’t had no time off in motherfuckin’ ages
Sayin’ that’s not with me
Let’s not
But I could read between the lines
Baby, let’s not fight in Vegas, face it

Made Man – Big Money (feat. Offset)

Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Kill to [?] got a dick on it

But it do not got no kick on it
Big bag coming home, nigga while on the phone
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
No I can’t fall I don’t dishonor
I’m bringing Gambino right back

I got, I got big money yeah

Young rich nigga on, making nets on the trade
Yo, we are having our racks
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Made Man we having our way

Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put it up!
You know that I’m on, she know that I’m rich
I run the game from the backseat
(Offset!)
Yeah
I brought the multiple bags
Call on my phone, call on flights bitch I’m gone
I do not play with the racks
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Made Man been straight
I trapped in the game and I’m nailing it
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
[Hook]
Rocks on my wrist like a big [?]
I get it back in one texting
C’mon, c’mon, c’mon
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Fuck on your bitch tape brick on her
[Hook]
Hundred rounds to your face, nigga been getting cake
Hop in the Wraith and I shit on ’em
Big money, big money, big money, big money

All of my niggas sip medicine
Grind on can’t waste, copped the house with the lake
[Offset]
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that shit up yeah
Jumping in raw fist telling it

Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up

[Intro]
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Lots of [?] I’m back again

Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Bricks you know we pedal it
Big money, big money, big money, big money
20k spent in the mall again
Yeah I’ve been ballin’ for three summers
My diamonds they coming from alien
[Hook]
Take off your top and detach
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Run with the pack get a hit on ya
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
[Made Man]
I am in the trap with the blue Hondas
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
I do not respect your big homie
(Made Man!)
Thinking we playing for Michigan
Broke niggas can’t relate, bad bitches paint their face
C’mon
Have my place comin’ in, comin’ in, M’n’M, M’n’M
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
I make a play in a taxi
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Bigger the bag, the bigger the rich
I had to see how it would map
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
He did know the driver was strapped
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
Big money, big money, big money, big money
I spent me a 30 in sacks
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
She’s digging my style, I’m fucking your bitch
Money won’t leave my ‘lone, [?]
Put that lil’ shit up, put that lil’ shit up
I got more racks than your big homie

Rejjie Snow – Flexin

[Chorus: Ebenezer]
Now I ride around with a Lexus in my Lexus
Nigga, I’m just flexing
Young niggas just flexin’
Rap you like that Christmas concert
My money don’t fold
Since ’96, I had gold all on my necklace
[Verse 2: Rejjie Snow]
Fuck the witness Beg your pardon?
Gold chain, no case, love the system

Record deals for major props
This is how we flex
I’m a schizo when I spit on track
Greatest rapper, suck my dick
All my homies slaughtered
This is how we do it, yeah
Playing all my greatest hits
Fucking youts on intermission
Chickenpox since ’97

Purple fluid, zombie walking
Nigga, I’m just flexing
Sick of all you thotties’ plastic booties
This that shit that God was playing
Since ’96, I had gold all on my necklace
Keep it 100, no fronting
Since ’96, I had gold all on my necklace
Crooked cops and fucking opps
That I’m chugging all night till the sun
[Chorus: Ebenezer]
My fists know them slave ships
This album one and my first skit
Pockets swole, you got me reckless
Young niggas just flexin’
"Plug, plug", that’s kinda awkward
Shotgun sitting, playing Marvin
Keep it in a rubber band
[Chorus: Ebenezer]
[Bridge 2: Rejjie Snow]
Cruising time, recline the whip
Flashing off of that light switch
You niggas don’t want it, man
Since ’96, I had gold all on my necklace
Young niggas just flexin’
Keep it in a rubber band
Come, girl, shake your laffy taffy
Beg the boy to river-dance, I’m
In his fucking dreams
Gold all in my diamond necklace
Keep it in a rubber band
Cracker cracker (uh huh)
You niggas don’t want it, man
Call me back, I’m sick of texting
Young niggas just flexin’
My money don’t fold
Keep it in a rubber band
[Chorus: Ebenezer]

Now I ride around with a Lexus in my Lexus
Irish, what you fucking mean?
[Bridge 1: Rejjie Snow]
Now I ride around with a Lexus in my Lexus
I’ve got something on my mind
Sick of all you rappers claiming
My money don’t fold
I see you niggas watching
My boo white, she hood rich
Still my boys shoot at police
I’ve got some Henny in my cup
Cruising, ramen noodle sponsored
Young niggas just flexin’
This is how we do it, yeah
Knick-knack-paddy-whack
Dreams of head inside the Lexus
Sloppy toppy, Mrs Simpson
My money don’t fold

Now I ride around with a Lexus in my Lexus
Nigga, I’m just flexing
Young niggas just flexin’
[Verse 1: Rejjie Snow]

Playing all my newest shit
Flexing, flexing, flexing, flexing
Young niggas just flexin’
[Outro: Rejjie Snow]

Tippy-toeing through the streets
You niggas don’t want it, man
Belly’s aching, fuck tomorrow
Crashing up that Audi
Nigga, I’m just flexing
Young niggas just flexin’
You niggas don’t want it, man
Breakdance on my mama’s Camry
She was bad and we were Christian
This is how we do it, yeah
This is how we do it, yeah

Fade away, my knuckles knocking
Little boy, those skinny legs was
This is how we flex

That I’m pimping these flows, dolomite

Shawn Mendes – There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back (Lyric Video)

[Bridge]
Not really into hesitation
Manipulate my decisions
I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright
[Verse 1]
You take all my inhibitions
She pulls me in enough to keep me guessing
I love it when you go crazy
If you were by my side and we stumbled in the dark
Oh, I’ve been shaking
There’s nothing holding me back
I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright
Just picture everybody naked
You take me places that tear up my reputation
You take me places that tear up my reputation
‘Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
[Chorus]

There’s nothing holding me back
I feel so free when you’re with me, baby

Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
‘Cause if we lost our minds and we took it way too far
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
Oh, I’ve been shaking
I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
[Chorus]
Pulls me in enough to keep me guessing
There’s nothing holding me back

Confessing, yeah
Manipulate my decisions
[Pre-Chorus]

[Pre-Chorus]
I love it when you go crazy
Confessing
Oh, I’ve been shaking

[Verse 2]
There’s nothing holding me back
You take all my inhibitions
I wanna follow where she goes
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
And maybe I should stop and start confessing
I know we’d be alright, I know we would be alright
You take me places that tear up my reputation
She really doesn’t like to wait
Baby, there’s nothing holding me back
Manipulate my decisions
[Chorus]
I think about her and she knows it
I wanna let her take control
You take all my inhibitions
‘Cause everytime that she gets close, yeah
And maybe I should stop and start confessing
I love it when you go crazy
She says that she’s never afraid

If you were by my side and we stumbled in the dark

Yo Gotti & Yfn Lucci – They Like (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

They like, yeah yeah yeah
Obsessed Upset, him? Him?
She like when we say sex, don’t it, yeah
I call VVS, don’t it, yeah

She like, yeah yeah yeah
They like, yeah yeah yeah
Came through in that Lamb’, mood changed
We ain’t liked you, we never did

VVS, don’t it
I call VVS, don’t it, yeah
Hair weave killer, call me 2 Chainz
Ay you like getting a check, don’t it
VVS, don’t it
Told a bitch I like her and her girlfriend
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
She like, yeah yeah yeah
She like, yeah yeah yeah
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Ay you like getting a check, don’t it
We fuckin’? No stress
Shawty thick, I just want that head
[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
Truck got the big B on that
She like when we say sex, don’t it, yeah
She text me she ain’t fuck, I’m thinkin’ who ain’t
She got gang babe, we call her Wu-Tang
Talkin’ ’bout a nigga, ye ain’t never gon’ win
They like, yeah yeah yeah

We like in the check, don’t it
She like, yeah yeah yeah
I call VVS, don’t it, yeah
Never knew I’t gon’ be like that
I got dope money in my Balmains
We like in the check, don’t it
She like when we sex, don’t it, yeah
Son foreign, got pregnant it in that Mulsanne
We be fuckin’ up checks
Let me spend a check on it
Let me spend a check on it
Niggas hatin’, you can’t eat like that
Damn her ass too big, I think they all fake
They like, yeah yeah yeah
Ay you like getting a check, don’t it
We like in the check, don’t it
Price high, we can’t eat like that
I’m a dope boy, I be ballin’
Chain got the CMG on that
Told that bitch I want her and her twin sister
Purse on deck, Rollie on set
Take a nigga bitch, I feel like Scarface
She like, yeah yeah yeah
We ain’t doin’ nothin’ ‘less you
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
VVS, don’t it
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
Then I fucked her with my chains on and my pistol
I been bustin’ outta like a shootin’ rang’
Lying on your dick, boy you too lame
Can’t knock her ‘fore I get no bread
She like, yeah yeah yeah
She like real niggas, she don’t do lames
They like, yeah yeah yeah
Let me spend a check on it
They like, yeah yeah yeah