Sweet Creature – Harry Styles lyrics

Lyrics Harry Styles – Sweet creature
Sweet creature
Had another talk about where it’s going wrong
But we’re still young
We don’t know where we’re going
But we know where we belong. Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home. No, we started
Two hearts in one home
It’s hard when we argue
We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh. Sweet creature
We’re running through the garden
Where nothing bothered us
But we’re still young
I always think about you and how we don’t speak enough.
No, we started
Two hearts in one home
It’s hard when we argue
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We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh. Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home. Harry Styles lyrics
Video creature Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
Wherever I go, you bring me home
Sweet creatuuure, sweet creatuuure
When I run out of rope, you bring me home
You bring me homeee. I know when we started
Two hearts in one home
It gets harder when we argue
We’re both stubborn
I know but ohhh.

Nicki Minaj – Regret In Your Tears

I tried to make some with you
Not nice, boy you know you do your dirt
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Silence right now sounds so loud
Make some with you
You don’t even know what you just had
Just once, do somethin’ for me, boy
Look at you now, stuck in the background
You
You’ve been in the wrong so long
Used to pull off on me, leave me hur-urt
Two seats in my two seater-er-er
Tryna front, but I know you do your dir-irt
I’m with you
You
You gon’ fuck around and make me do you bad

Don’t rush, take time, take some
Now you spendin’ cold nights
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
You just need to leave, boy
Now I gotta erase some with you
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
Used to lay up in them sheets, they were snow white
Drop down, turn around, baby show you like this
You don’t even know right
The real ones don’t lie
[Verse 3]
You
And you know nah-nah-nah-nah-nah, not a bitch
Don’t rush, take time, take some

Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
Money bag long, that bitch bad
Call my line, call my line, I’m like, "Please, boy"
I just want the memories
I know you just wanna be heard
You
I ain’t got time for you
Too picky when I make some with you
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
‘Cause you don’t even know what you just lost
Baby now you know you got nerve
I just want the memories, tried to make some with you
Tried to let you go, you come back ’round
[Verse 2]
I count up the racks like Serena
[Outro]
Don’t rush, take time, take some
[Chorus]
Won’t find another one to ride it like a soldier like this

I’m a bad bitch, you ain’t used to that
Used to creep, creep, with you through the back
I tried to make some with you
You

[Intro]
I tried to make some with you, baby
I count up the cash and bring you the bag
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em

[Chorus]
Ohhhh, woooh
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
You

Yeah, and they say big girls don’t cry
With you, you

[Chorus]

I tried to make some with you
[Chorus]
Now I gotta erase some with you
You don’t even know, and that’s what’s bad
That’s gon’ care, care, hold you down and love you like this
Regret in your tears, now you taste ’em
Now I gotta erase some with you
You said you would save me
[Verse 1]
Look at you now, stuck in the background
‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Baby now I’m through with you
Hahahaha, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I tried to make some with you
Now I gotta erase some with you
You
[Bridge]
Maybe I cried
You
I don’t know what to do with you
Baby you lied

‘Cause you know I don’t chase, I replace ’em
Tried to make some with you, you
Plus I got that ass like Selena
You said you would save me
Don’t rush, take time, take some

Rick Ross – Triple Platinum (feat. Scrilla)

Murals of Machiavelli, wealthy my mind states
Bathing Ape draped on my label-mates
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Couple pawns in the lake the pistol’s in the plastic
In the trap with the white was such a sacrifice
Everyday the net worth racing the crime rate
Fire on me nigga, this is not a fire drill
Forty cars, like I’m triple platinum
Ten years and it’s time for revenge
All the pain, I just fill it with void
Straight out of high school they had us touching bricks
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Summer school and scholarships we said was sucka shit
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Scripture’s written on platinum plaques, decode the message
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Minus one, burger moves, let the lions loose
Versace drawers like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
But tempt me, kill my Judas with a platinum sword
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, it’s like I’m triple platinum
She’ll say, ‘Great God almighty, here come my boy! He musta got here by prayer.’"
Wore ’em once and disposed ’em after
Paintings on my wall a gift to my kids
When I speak, it’s with the richest accent
"When I get to heaven, I’ll see my grandmother there
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Purple rain, pop a Perc’ and half a Xanax
Maybe two Phantoms, a bad one that got a bone to pick
Told the detectives "Fuck ’em" and I bought a rocket missile
Couple pawns in the lake the couch is in the plastic
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Cuban links on me like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, forty cars like I’m triple platinum
Still hand-to-hand like they chicken patties
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
That’s what my grandmother’ll say Did y’all hear that?
Versace drawers, like I’m triple platinum
Goin’ hard, gangsta, triple platinum
Everybody mad at ya when you’re living fabulous
Time for the real niggas just to really cash in
100 bands on me, really that’s my sneaker money
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
Self made, mean you never out here kissing asses
When a nigga that’s so sharp, have his conscious loss
Before you buy a bottle, let’s enjoy a glass
Voice of a legend, Grammy nominated
Triple platinum, Triple platinum, Triple platinum
A king, but I’m punished with a crown of thorns
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Sweat drippin’ from my fitted giving niggas chills
She’ll say ‘Great God almighty, here come my child! He must’ve got here by prayer.’
Shows cost a hundred, like I’m triple platinum
Double R’s on the gates, like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum without an album sale
Real trap nigga, live like I’m triple platinum
Had a phone call with Drake so we could fix the madness
God’s child, my soul triple platinum
Bitches fuck me like I’m triple platinum
Double M all these niggas like we triple platinum
The triple beam still up in my kitchen cabinet
His retainer was the change up in the kitchen cabinet
I seen it from afar, blessings from the Lord
Marble the floors and put gold on my cabinets
Stone thrown at my Jesus piece, help me Lord
Three million grams, I left a powder trail
My voodoo lady still keep her couch in the plastic
Triple platinum, triple platinum
These are the jewels of many gods, the secret blessings
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Trap star, livin’ like I’m triple platinum
Only ones who standing still, the ones who on the pills
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
But I got a lawyer like I’m triple platinum
Sentences for selling dope, just pray your casket nice
Like Prince in that purple jacket
Triple platinum, I’m out in Cannes, Club Gotha
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Triple platinum nails force these open arms
Somebody tried to kill me, still I’m optimistic
Me and HOV back and forth, like I’m triple platinum
Mad at the world, but you trigger happy
‘Cause when they land, they be whiter than the Easter bunny
You not a boss until everybody at your table ate
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
(Maybach Music)
Hundred room mansion nigga like I’m triple platinum
Ramadan once a year, my sacrificial payment
Triple platinum, triple platinum
Four hundred acres like I’m triple platinum
More money than them niggas that went triple platinum
Triple platinum, they hatin’, niggas alter they captions
I die for the ones that I love
You understand?
All gold Rollie, face like a diamond feel
Retaining ownership is all I want in this

Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Money Showers (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

On my ’93 Biggie shit, bullshit and party

No lie, see everything Gucci, we steady mobbing
Give me a slice of the cake, I made it shower with dough
Got her on the town

Whenever I’m in town
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
My nigga pretty new drop the music, he got something to say

See you gotta understand I’m bad enough to take your husband
Not hardly Bitch claiming she the queen, what?
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
[Outro]
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Whenever I’m in town
Joe Crack, Remy Ma
Who else could turn a stripper into Tonya Harding?
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand

Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
Front of my pussy on the back of his tongue
Bitch I fuck your man then give him back when I’m done, ugh
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga

Whenever I’m in town
Got her on the town
Whenever I’m in town
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
This is Dolla $ign, oh ya
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
I make it rain on them hoes, I got that Amber vision
Rain, rain, rain, rain
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
(Why don’t all the ?)
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
No hands if you really the shit
Hoes be grabbing his dick, I be grabbing his gun
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
Money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain
That’s a whole lotta bread, you know it had to be Joe
Walking out the court, thumbs up, Jon Gotti
I ain’t had love for a nigga since what happened to Pun
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Got her staring at the pole like election day
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Whenever I’m in town
Understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Steve Harvey? Who the fuck gave you your crown bitch?
Cathedral ceilings in the crib, got sinners in it
[Intro]
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
So if he fuck around and I don’t happen to cum
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Got her on the town
Got her on the town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
Got her on the town
(But I like honesty what have I done to you ?)
Whole lotta money showers, rain, rain, rain, rain

Whenever I’m in town
(But why don’t all the treat her?)
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]

(Why ?)
Man these funny style bitches, I be laughing at them
[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
Yeah, understand, they gotta understand a nigga
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
We in the back of the Rolls, her and Blac Chyna kissing
You know how this shit gon’ blow up whenever I’m in town
10 bands for the prettiest bitch
Every time I’m in your city, make ’em understand
[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Nigga you can be my ex, that’s where I’m from
I had bitches eating pussy like it’s dinner in it

Lady GaGa – The Cure (Lyric Video)

Hush now baby, don’t you cry
I’ll fix you with my love
Close your eyes, I’ll sing your favorite song
[Outro]
Rub your feet, your hands, your legs
I’ll fix you with my love
And I will be all yours tonight
And I will give you everything
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
I’ll fix you with my love
You could ever want, it’s in my arms
And if you say you’re okay
I’ll undress you, ’cause you’re tired
Promise I’ll always be there
Promise I’ll always be there
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
I’m gonna heal you anyway
When you fall asleep inside my arms
Cover you as you desire
[Chorus]
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
[Chorus]
No matter what you know, I’ll

I’ll fix you with my love
And I will be all yours tonight
Anything you want could not be wrong
And I will give you everything
And I will give you everything
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
So baby tell me yes

I’m gonna heal you anyway
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
[Pre-Chorus]
And if you say you’re okay
So baby tell me yes
May not have the fancy things

I’ll fix you with my love
(I’ll fix you with my love-lo-love)
So baby tell me yes
I wrote you this lullaby
I’m gonna heal you anyway
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
So baby tell me yes
No matter what you know, I’ll
I will be right by your side

Promise I’ll always be there
I’ll fix you with my love
Let me take care of it, babe
[Chorus]

And if you say you’re okay
[Bridge]
So baby tell me yes
But I’ll give you everything
I’ll fix you with my love

[Verse 1]
Promise I’ll be the cure (be the cure)
[Verse 2]
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ll fix you with my love
So baby tell me yes
No matter what you know, I’ll
And I will give you everything
If I can’t find the cure, I’ll
I’ll fix you with my love
I will be right by your side

Starset – Telepathic

I don’t wanna let you go
I feel it all the time
But I’m not giving up
Telepathic
But I can’t stand to watch this
Don’t want your star-crossed fate
You can read my mind
But I don’t ever know just what we are
I can be what you want
But I don’t ever know just what we are
Telepathic
Telepathic
Should’ve never felt this way
I don’t wanna let you know
I feel it all the time
But you can read my mind
Telepathic
I don’t have a telepathic heart
I don’t have a telepathic heart
Telepathic
That’s waiting just to get you
You had me under spell right from the start
You had me under spell right from the start
I don’t wanna let you go
I’m in the dark ’till you light the way
Look inside my brain
And if I had my way
Telepathic
Felt it all around you
Felt it all around you
Telepathic
Blind, I fall into the line
Blind, I fall into the line
I would run to the rescue
I will wait in the dark for you
But you can read my mind
And all the fools want in
You can run, you can run away
Felt it all around you
I don’t have a telepathic heart
I don’t have a telepathic heart
Back to the start where I break through
Cause you’re the sun and I’m just a moon
Cause I’m see through
That’s waiting just to get you
When you call a bluff
That’s waiting just to get you
Telepathic
It never works that way
I don’t have a telepathic heart
You are the sun, I am the full moon
Telepathic
Oh, all the fools rush in
But I don’t ever know just what we are
Blind, I fall into the line
Give me the words to say to make it enough
You’d know what I want before I tell you
I don’t wanna let you know
Don’t leave me lost in vain
But I can’t stand to watch this
And you always turn away
It’s a battle to surround you
Telepathic
I feel it all the time
You had me under spell right from the start
I don’t have a telepathic heart

ASAP Ferg – East Coast (feat. Remy Ma)

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Yeah
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up

This that East Coast, mothafucka
With the lords and they with it right now
Suck them titties like it’s nothing, whoo
On IG, you thumb it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Jump in the pit and start moshing the shit and I tell ‘em to run it up
Try to be down, they suckin’ up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Jump cause I’m feelin’ like I’m the illest nigga, I’m the trillest and I love it
Push the Benz like it’s nothing, whoo
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
And y’all hoes just stunk it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
[Pre-Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
They ain’t know Remy really could just Pun it up
Said I’m too smart, gotta dumb it up

Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ’til the sun is up
Talkin for niggas saved up and the pump had the rest of them bad boys runnin’

This that East Coast, mothafucka

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Remy Ma]
I jump in the whip and say “ooh, it’s my shit” and I tell ‘em to turn it up
And I’m that bitch, just to sum it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up

Fuck a friend like it’s nothing, whoo
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
You was hatin’ when I was comin’ up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
I spaz on ’em, I gun ’em up
Trap Lord, I’ma go until the sun is up This is Mr.
The bar’s low, I brung it up
You a wack bitch, you a rat bitch
I go nuts, I mean peak on
The rap book is my Bible, just repent through it
Now I killed him, they ain’t never found out
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
I go bad on ‘em, drop bags on ’em
This the children of the sewer, finally winnin’ music
You Joe Budden, you pump it up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Yeah, everyone ’bout to open this shit up
East Coast, mothafucka Call me Mr.
Dead in the middle of Little Italy
Got my face beat, hair done it up
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck your tears like it’s nothing, whoo
You’re on nothin’, you so frontin’
You fake bitch, you need to woman up
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
There’s some children down a holy thang and they let it bang cause you frontin’
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Threw it through the ceiling, threw a nigga off the pillar
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
See, these hoes be luckin’ up
Jump if you ready to fuck this shit up and get left [?] if you thuggin’
You been shoulda just hung it up
Got a tab, bitch; tell ’em run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka (Remy Ma)
This confessions of a lord, I’ve been sinnin’ music
Everyone, open this fucking shit up
[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Bitches really like it nothing, whoo
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This that ground zero music, sit and listen to it
Run til I fuck it up

All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Turn the beat on and I fuck it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Fuck what you feelin’, Trap Lord in the building
And I jerked see the bad man comin’
Yeah, Constantine
I been one, you been done
Jump if you ready to fuck a nigga up cause he come for nigga all for nothin’
And it’s 0-1, now, run it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka (hahahahahahahaha)
But in real life, you bum it up
This that East Coast, mothafucka
Pull up on them niggas like “skrrt” in a Merc
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Raise the bottle like it now, ooh
[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Call me Mr. East Coast, mothafucka
Fuck that shit, we get turnt ‘til the sun is up
[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]
This that East Coast, mothafucka
[Bridge: A$AP Ferg]
Turn the bottle like it now, ooh
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up

Versace lens like it’s nothing, whoo

Ways To Be Wicked (From “Descendants 2”)

We take what we want

With even worse intentions
Cruel and unusual
We got all the ways to be
Long live havin’ some fun
Gotta beat ’em to the treasure
And class is back in session
Show her, pass every test
We got all the ways to be
Change the way the story’s told

Happily ever after

Friendly reminder
There’s so many ways to be wicked
There’s so many ways to be wicked
There’s so many ways to be wicked
Bad just doesn’t get much better
There’s so many ways to be wicked
W-I-C-K-E-D
We got all the ways to be

Let’s go!
Let’s get it activated
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Evil is the only real way to win
W-I-C-K-E-D
You like it, steal it
We take what we want
Mother always knows best
Apple, apple
Finally getting your attention
Come on, be bold
A bit of misbehaviour
We got all the ways to be
And leave ’em all defenseless
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong

With a little flavour
Looks like this place could use
Got my own kind of persuasion
There’s so many ways to be wicked
Long live havin’ some fun
Guess they lost my invitation
Hey, hey, hey, hey
We’re gonna steal the show
Hey, hey, hey, hey
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
We got all the ways to be
Oh, so overrated
Dip, dip
We’re wicked by the book
There’s so many ways to be wicked
Wanna try it?

Tick, tick
We got all the ways to be
Hear her voice in my head
W-I-C-K-E-D

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
A fairy tale life can be

Long live havin’ some fun
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Crashing the party

W-I-C-K-E-D

There’s so many ways to be wicked
Come on!
This time the dark is
So raise your voices and
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Take a bite
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

W-I-C-K-E-D

W-I-C-K-E-D
W-I-C-K-E-D
With us evil lives on the right side of wrong
We take what we want
So many ways to be wicked

There’s so many ways to be wicked
Bad to the bone
We got all the ways to be
We got all the ways to be
We’re taking control
A rite of passage

Rich The Kid & Famous Dex – Windmill

Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
[Intro: Rich the Kid]
Take your bitch and fuck her face, (woah)
Run up on me, got my stick
Hunnid bands in a two seater
Diamonds in the choker like they are wrestling (Yeah, Dexter!)
Yuh) Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!
Flexin’ on that bitch ’cause I’m a bastard, (huh, ooh)
Started off trappin’ with bands in the attic
New wave, new wave. Rich Forever that’s the way, (money)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill
The money is short, broke rappers on life support, (broke)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
My bitch a foreign I don’t need her, (Bitch!)
Make your bitch disappear like it was magic, (magic)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!

[Hook: Rich the Kid]

Rich Forever way (Huuuuuh)

Five bitches on my dick, (they what)

Pullin’ in the lamb just me and Rich
Married to the kitchen, never divorce, (yuh!)
Yuh) Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Flyin’ in from Costa Rica she a bad bitch, (bad!)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!
Look at my wrist that’s a new freezer
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Bitch!)
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
Yuh) Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!

Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Hooooh)
[Hook: Rich the Kid]
Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean! Aye)
[Hook: Rich the Kid]
Yuh) Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!
Uh yeah, Dexter
[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
I put a Act in a two-liter, (Yuh)
[Verse 2: Rich the Kid]
Calculator, gotta add it, (add it)
Why you flexin’ with that rollie but its plastic? (what!)
[?]
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex! Yuh)
Yuh) Yeah, flexin’ with that rollie but it’s plastic, (Flex!
Mama, she told me to pack it, (mama!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
Dunkin’ in that pussy do a windmill, (Huuuuuh)
(yea) You know we ballin’??
Diamonds on me how I’m shakin’ (Ice, ice)
I stay with a fork, (fork)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
I keep flexin’ on these haters it’s so tragic, (flex!)
Made my money do gymnastics, (Woah)
Aye, make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (what!)
Make my money flip it, do gymnastics, (Huuuuuh)
Aye) Real deal, pop a whole seal, (Lean!

RiFF RaFF – Lamborghini Leg Lock

Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Yo, shout out to Reef, shout out to Tryke
[Hook]
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock

Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I might smoke a couple cones while I’m playing with the knife
I forget it was mine at least 99 times
It’s the white Mekhi Pfife in a black Dodge Vipe
Earned my stripes, that’s why I sip syrup in my Sprite
Lamborghini flavored weed, I need Versace Visine
Now I’m a multi-millionaire, still staring at a chair
And try to find a wife sike, life don’t work like that
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Brain expanded, then she took me for granted
Can’t hold a conversation, mind on another planet
I’m super anti-social so my window’s slightly tinted
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
RiFF
Mind going back in time, I used to play sports
Let me guess, what’s next, tag you on Instagram?
Who him, the pied pipe
Lab coats in the trenches, it’s the codeine chemist
Okay now the camera’s on, now you wanna hold my hand
Though I fall in the ocean
I pull up like Wanda Sykes, more liked than Betty White
Iceberg with white rat
Have to smoke a half a pound just to calm down
Blowing smoke in the air, clouds float to the ceilings
[Hook]
Mood enhancers, documented Diamond dancer
Fire up another flame as they repeat my name
Why can’t Superman live an ordinary life
I’m a motherfucking pirate with paw prints
(RiFF)
How you live your life all depends on what you witness
"How often do you feel like this, son?" Um, most of the time

I release my feelings
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I had the same mind since I was like nine
You need to stay away from violence, here smoke this
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
I used to ride to Circle K on my Diamondback bike
How you run up them bands like it’s physical fitness
Smoke palm trees til my eyes bleed
[Verse]
Blowing smoke out the top, Lamborghini Leg Lock
Pocket full of Laffy Taffy, Fire Jolly Ranchers
Last time I came around I fell asleep on the ground
Walking back and forth, pacing back and forth
You ever stare at the ceiling so long you thought that you would die?
Pinky and the Brain as I sip champagne

R3hab – Hallucinations (feat. R I T U A L) (Lyric Video)

Must be hallucination
We’re just hallucinations
[Chorus]
In my mind I realize you’re not true
I can’t fight this, got my eyes fixed on you
I can’t fight this, got my eyes fixed on you

We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations
[Chorus]
[Verse]
[Verse]

In my mind I realize you’re not true
[Bridge]
Must be something we do?
We’re just hallucinations
I sense something new
We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations
Must be something we do?
We’re just hallucinations

We’re just hallucinations

Happiness is just controlling fear

[Chorus]
Must be hallucination
We’re just hallucinations
I sense something new
We’re just hallucinations
[Outro]
Swore I saw you coming over here
We’re just hallucinations
We’re just hallucinations

PVRIS – Heaven

[Verse 2]
Just like a rising and falling chest that’s barely breathing
Do you think we were speaking in tongues
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
(You took my heart)
(You took my heart)
You took my heaven away

(You took my heart)
(You took my heart)
[Chorus]
[Verse 1]

You took my
I think we were cursed from the start
I was too afraid to say
You took my heaven away
Do you ever wonder
You took my, you took my heaven away
Away
The light from my eyes?
All we did was suffer
(You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away)
Away
Second I let you into my heart
All I did was suffer
[Interlude]
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
About the dread on my tongue?
You took my heaven away
Who took the light from our life?
[Ending]
The blood in my lungs?
And didn’t you ever wonder

(You took my heart)
(You took my heart)
Away
I think we were cursed from the start
[Bridge]
Why couldn’t we just say
(You took my heart)

You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
(You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away)
You took my, you took my, you took my heaven away
You took my heaven away
Our love is pushing out and pulling in
[Chorus]
Or simply not enough?

Madchild – Badchild

Starts a line once, haven’t had a break since
I don’t expect anyone to understand me
Life used to sparkle. Nothing’s fucking thrilling me
Lost a couple teeth, went back to the grill again
Used to sit and gather my words, called it artillery
I’m still a boss like I’m Joseph Bonanno
Reason I’m still here are for my dogs and my family
[Verse 2]
Now life is torture, would madly end it willingly
Holding on, but I hope it’s soon
But feel like, I’m still waiting for my life to start
Known for saying harsh remarks that are partially dark
Now feel like a piece of shit in a bottomless pit
Bubbling but still missing something like I’m diet cola
‘Cause pills the only way I know to patch these open wounds
Maybe I should lower the bar, it’s raised too high
High roller that’s bipolar

Panic in my legs, feel heavy while I hallucinate
When I was young, love, suicidal tendencies
Responsibility, literally killing me
Feel stranded on an island like I’m Gilligan
Samples chopped like it’s martial arts
But life moves so fast, I need a time out
Might be punished for my sins, that would make sense
Walk around my city and I feel like I’m invisible
Trying to build my strength like beam so I can climb out
Can’t complain, kids like my art
Wasn’t working so I went and got my teeth fixed
Never felt like I had to ask it for dough
[Verse 1]
Not Casper the Ghost tight grasping for quotes
Last three months catatonic, feeling miserable
Used to walk around, thank god i’m the shit
Trying to boss up like Tony Soprano
Standing on a ledge about to jump but I’ll rejuvenate
Maybe I should work harder, but I do try
Fans acting like it’s killing them, these cheap tricks
Now I’m older, I got suicidal tendencies

Kenny Chesney – Rich And Miserable

[Verse 1]
(Maybe we won’t)
Come on, get rich and miserable
And maybe we’ll get it

(But even when we get it)
We’re too young until we’re too old
Go to school to get a job
Maybe we won’t
Back porch ain’t what it used to be
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual

[Chorus]
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
Too much is never too much
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
Keg and milk and honey in the land of the free
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
Don’t make enough to pay it off
Too much is never too much
(And maybe we’ll get it)
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
Enough is never enough
[Verse 2]
American dream never wakes up
[Chorus]
But we want it and we want it all right now

We don’t know what we want
We’re too young until we’re too old
Green grass, help the cows graze, hedgefund 401
[Outro]
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
American dream never wakes up
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whatever it takes to make the world look at you, think…
American dream never wakes up
But even when we get it
We’re too young until we’re too old
Really we don’t
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
New York Times, Farmer’s Almanac
Right wing blue jean, gotta get the new thing
[Chorus]
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
We’re born, we work, we die, it’s spiritual
Too much is never too much
We’re all lost on the yellow brick road
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[Bridge]
Enough is never enough
Too busy to call our mamas
We climb the ladder but the ladder just grows
We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable

Come on, get rich and miserable

We won’t be happy ’til we’re rich and miserable
Enough is never enough
And on and on it goes

Joey Bada$$ – Victory

‘Til his last stand, swear I got love for my fans
Homie this my story
And this feels like a victory
I put numbers on the board even scores up the floor for real
All I do is win I feels like a highlight reel
I do it just for sport
The kid from West Brooklyn, came with the thunder
[Hook]
The most valuable Pro heading straight for the throne
[Verse 1]
Homie this my story, no mystery
I’ma be up for a while I know you sick of me
Been known we won before the song begun
The competition looks slim to me
And we ain’t taking no losses we the winning team, East

Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Back by popular demand, I’m the man
[Verse 2]
Yeah, ’cause this feels like a victory
Homie this my story
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Even when I’m OT man I still feel at home
Homie this my story, no mystery
Yeah, ’cause this feels like a victory
Like the homies with the rock in the white tube socks
We gon’ be up for a while like keep the legacy goin’
I’m in a lane of my own, two-three when I get in my zone
[Hook]
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
The competition looks slim to me
The competition looks slim to me
You sit and watch when I’m against the clock I make the world stop
Every day another triple-double entendre
And even if they still wheelchair him in the end
Everything I do I do it big, I’m a monster
And I got love for my brothers keep the chemistry strong
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
At times I sit and wonder how I keep from going under
Homie this my story
Back on the block, I call the shots
They only make legends where I’m from
The competition look slim to me
[Hook]
Got a team of warriors nobody ranked above us

I know that you wishing he prolly break a leg
Hold up, but let’s get back to business please
’cause this feels like a victory

And this feels like a victory
I got it locked, up in the cluster, pressure on
Looking in the crowd, at the audience they love us
The competition looks slim to me
The G-O-A-T when it’s all said and done
The competition looks slim to me
First things first, uh, shoutout to the sponsors
Word is bond, I am the one
Y’all ain’t real ballers, y’all just little leagues
But I always beat the clock like Kyrie Irving at the buzzer
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Yeah, ’cause this story is history
Homie this my story, no mystery
And this feels like a victory

K.I.D – Boy (feat. Cupcakke) (Lyric Video)

Oh, boy, I like your tongue in my mouth
We spend two days with nothing on
[Post-Chorus]
Tell me why you hesitate, don’t you love me yet?

Oh, boy, c’mon and put my anxious heart to rest

[Outro]
All of my real filthy dreams come true
[Verse 1]
I really want it, boy
[Pre-Chorus]

Then I’ll kiss your neck
Oh, boy, c’mon and put my anxious heart to rest
When we get to talking, boy
Oh, boy, I like your tongue in my mouth
[Verse 2]
Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch
I really want it, boy

Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch
Come outside and help me light my cigarette
When I pull you in the bar bathroom

When we get to talking, boy
Boy, my joy’s in your skin, boy
Oh, boy, I like my back on your couch
Don’t you love me yet?
Oh, you’re very sweet
[Post-Chorus]
But cassette tapes from 93′
I really want it, boy
Whistle at me as you ride your bike down Cherry Street
Boy boy, boy boy
All of my real filthy dreams come true
Boy boy, boy boy
Boy, my joy’s in your skin, boy
Boy, my joy’s in your skin, boy
When we get to talking, boy
Boy boy, boy boy

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, boy, c’mon and put my anxious heart to rest

When I pull you in the bar bathroom
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Boy boy, boy boy
Oh, boy, I like your tongue in my mouth
Boy boy, boy boy
Boy boy, boy boy

J. Cole – Neighbors

Cops bust in with the army guns
Don’t follow me, don’t follow me

I’m movin’ back to Southside
I just wanna talk to the man
So much for integration
Or a nigga that could sing
Well motherfucker, I am
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Even when your crib sit on a lake

That’s why I moved away, I needed privacy
We’ll help you if you’ve felt too insecure
Black in a white man territory
Don’t know what I was thinkin’
Even when the president jam your tape
To be the star you always knew you were
I’m movin’ back to Southside
In the driveway there’s no rapper cars
I was lost in a dream as I write this
Okay, the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
Some things you can’t escape
Death, taxes, NRA
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Well motherfucker, I am
Every nigga feel like a candidate
Welcome to the shelter, this is pure
Just some shit to get from back and forth
A teen down in Austin

Hm, I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope sellin’ dope
Surrounded by the trees and Ivy League
Don’t know what I was thinkin’
I been buildin’ me a house back home in the south Ma
Thankful that they friend’s a platinum star
The neighbors think I’m, neighbors think I’m
My sixteen should’ve came with a coffin
But I’m back on the scene
Don’t follow me, don’t follow me
I can’t sleep ’cause I’m paranoid
Okay, the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
My niggas stand outside and pass cigars
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
The neighbors think I’m, neighbors think I’m
I am, I am, I am
Yeah the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Well motherfucker I am
And it’s fit for a king, right?
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope (Don’t follow me, don’t follow me)
Filled with marijuana, laughin’ hard
Fuck the fame and the fortune, well, maybe not the fortune

Thinkin’ you do you and I do me
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope sellin’ dope
I am, I am, I am, I am
So much for integration
Apologized if I’m harpin’ again
I don’t want no picture with the president

Took a little break just to annotate
Won’t believe what it’s costin’
How I feel, damn it’s late
Sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
No evidence of the harm we done
Wait, I think police is at the door
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope
I think the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope (Don’t follow me, don’t follow me)
Crib has got a big ‘ol backyard
But one thing is for sure though, the fame is exhaustin’
Just some shit to get from back and forth
Students that’s recruited highly
Even when your plaques hang on a wall
Speak for the boys in the bando
I guess the neighbors think I’m sellin’ dope, sellin’ dope
Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang
For a Trayvon kinda fate
And explain all the pain that it cost him
It’s this society that make
Well motherfucker I am
I know these things happen often
And my nigga never walkin’ again
Only time they see us we be on the news in chains, damn

Corinne Bailey Rae – Night

There was a cool wind
I regard the way that you hold me as wonderful, magical
The night when I looked at you?
Can’t you see the path that I’ve chosen?
There was a sharp sting

But you held your courage
It was more than my heart could do
The night when I looked at you
What did the stars sing
There was a cool wind
High up on a hill the rest submit to sleep
And love has created
Oh, the night is full of miracles
But I can see the kindness that burns in you
The night that I looked at you
And silvered with cold
The wind was so cruel
My tears, they fell like diamonds in the light

But you held your courage
I folded you in a prayer with words so fine
The night that I looked at you?

It was more than my heart could do
What did the stars sing
Won’t you hold my hand until it’s over
The night when I looked at

The night when I looked at
How could you refuse?
There was a sharp sting
And we are alone

Angel Haze – Resurrection (Uncensored)

I’m from 7 mile, I make urban shit
Anyway, fuck what you heard and shit
Exes, flexin’, sexin’, textin’
I was like "Yeah, resurrection", woohoo
Damn, my perfection
When the doors go "Ah" like frequent flights
Wait, not that I say I regret it
I just doubled down and made them niggas learn their lesson
I just bought an island wildin’ crib
And if you disrespect me yea the clit gonna ride
Before I even show up they gotta prepay, prepay
I just bought an island wildin’ crib
Bitches see me park or go wild and be screamin’ "Hey Professor Oglevee"
If I phone home it’s a spaceship
I don’t really care, I caught me a colder piece
[Verse 1]
Wait, I think they all just rejecting
[Verse 2]
[Outro]
I just let my shit get so strong, can’t nobody here hold me?
No one, no one, no one can save you now
Exes, flexin’, sexin’, textin’

Then I drove like 30 hours to it
And call me nothing new
I was like "Yeah, resurrection", woohoohoo
But I just keep it player with my urban bitch
2014, the year I died
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I just mapped outta direction
Yeah, resurrection, woo
Woah bitch don’t touch, hold my shit like that
Yeah, resurrection, woo

Copt the new McClan just to sit outside
I’m yellin’ "D-day, d-day, d-day, d-day, d-day"
Resurrection
Hate what you not and that shit is pathetic
I mean, look inside my crib, look inside my whip

Damn, my perfection
I don’t really care, I caught me a colder piece
2016, the year I rise
And it took way too long for me to get that back
So big they doubled up the brokers fee
And I guess that got some power to it
Wait, I just threw out my perspective
I die upon the devil, raise me now
Like the Phoenix, yeah man, my shit on fire
Man your time runnin’ out, bit relay, relay, relay
No one, no one, no one could save me now
[Chorus]
I mean, y’all can tell by the shit I drive
I just doubled down and made them niggas learn their lesson
We only fuck if you match my aesthetic
You die upon the devil, raise you now
Big old body men and I can’t drive for shit
And my homies all fuck suburban chicks
You a broke bitch, I don’t relay, relay
I just let my shit get so strong, can’t nobody here hold me?
So big they doubled up the brokers fee
Now I’m resurrected like Jesus Christ
Lost all my soul just to get that plaque
Wait, please dont front all my shit lke that
[Chorus]
Nigga, and my budget was a motherfuckin’ facelift, nigga what

Bitches see me park or go wild and be screamin’

Brother Ali – Never Learn

[Hook x2]
But they tell me I should let it bleed, let it sting, let it burn
Even when the tears flow down both side you know why you sacrificed your whole life
My goodness good morning
I’m standing on champion greatness
I don’t know where to turn
But they tell me I should let it bleed, let it sting, let it burn
Serving this culture might I confide that I’m here to assault you
Feel the heartbeat of my people’s cries

Get my head firm
I don’t know where to turn

Lord God of the globe sky
I hit my head I guess I’ll never learn
[Hook]
Libraries are transcribing us
My power comes from the Most High
But they tell me I should let it bleed, let it sting, let it burn

You’re still an apprentice
Listen, we love to fight cause we fight for love
Get my head firm
Ya Hafidh; Ya Wadud
You can go ahead, let your soul fly cause the whole tribe blood line flow through mine
Now build you a fence if you’re feeling defensive

You see what I speak you touch it and feel it all six of your senses
I got some money in the bank that I did not have when I start
The poor righteous sons where the diamonds from
Every generation of MC f**k with me so ill by consensus
[Verse 2]
I can not claim it cause that’s the creator I stand up and state it
I was standing on stage when my hero died
Got a little money up in my hand I do not have money in my heart

Nation nineteen thirty three bowties
My mission is endless I’ve been in this ten and I’m still as relentless
Baby we ride ‘til our time is up
An undying lust to see the climate just
I don’t know where to turn
Light of the deen gleaming in your eyes
[Hook x2]
I hit my head I guess I’ll never learn
Put down everything you’re trying to clutch
Soul vibration is so fly I can walk on water no lie
Champion author small fry rock of Gibraltar; north side
I hit my head I guess I’ll never learn

That’s not bragging it’s praying that’s what I’m saying
[Verse 1]

And our ancestors are more alive than us
That’s just The Divine in us
Get my head firm