F with U – Kid Ink feat. Ty Dolla Sign lyrics

Lyrics Kid Ink – F with U
Let’s go, woo
I’ve been tryna get over you
Hitmaker
Baby, uh huh
Dolla $ign, yeah, yeah
Baby, you already know what I’m tryna do
Oh yeahh
Mustard on the beat, ho.(f with u)
Hot box, drop top the ‘rari
Hop out, night life, I’m sorry (Skrrrt)
Red Bull, mix that Bacardi
You know we likes to party
Na, na, na, na, wheels up on the jet
La, la, la, la roll up after s*x
I’m just here to find you round the way
I’m just here to find, oh yeah. I really like, what you, done to me (like)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you
I really like, what you, done to me (like)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you. Oh yeah, down to the core, yeah
Couldn’t tell you better than I show ya
Been tryin’ so hard to ignore the
Way you make that clap, Nola, Nola
See you curve in a stack in your frame, girl
Dip swerve, then I’m back in your lane, girl
Keep that a*s up all night, restless
I just finger roll and finesse it
Straight up, no time for the extras
Know you been through it but f*ck all your exes, aw yeah
The way you been lookin’ so sexy
I might just let you take some pics in my necklace, aw yeahhh.
Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
I still f with u (with you). Kid Ink lyrics
Video you Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
Yeah, yeah (You Ooh)
I still f with u (with youuu). Please believe me (believe me)
I ain’t talkin’ Vegas
When I say I’ll take you to the Venetian
Gettin’ high, red eye on the PJ
Touch down, top floor in the PH
I know you hear us loud on the PA
What I’m on, give her game like EA
Ease up, baby, give me a little leeway
But make sure you keep it in motion
Wake up and know we get straight to memosas, aw yeah
Be on the first thing smokin’ versuri-lyrics.info
Or you, if you down, drop the roof, see me coastin’, awww yeah. I really like, what you, done to me (like) (what you)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you (I can’t, no, no, no)
I really like, what you, done to me (like) (what you)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you. I really like, what you, done to me (like) (what you)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you (I can’t, no, no, no)
I really like, what you, done to me (like) (what you)
I can’t, really explain it, I still f*ck with you.

Purple feelings – Jerry Folk feat. Rainsford lyrics

We could try to make you something (make you something, make you something)
Just tell me where to begin versuri-lyrics.info
‘Cause baby I wanna feel the heat on your skin (on your skin, on your skin)
Everyday vibe, feel so shaken (feel so shaken, feel so shaken). Shut your eyes, take your time
I’ll make it worth it
Hear your voice in the clouds
And you sound perfect
I’ll give you what I have
Give you my sunrise
I get so insecure, hope that you play nice. Jerry Folk lyrics
Video feelings We could try to make you something (make you something, make you something)
Just tell me where to begin (where to begin, where to begin)
‘Cause baby I wanna feel the heat on your skin (on your skin, on your skin)
Everyday vibe, feel so shaken (feel so shaken, feel so shaken)
We could try to make you something (make you something, make you something)
Just tell me where to begin (where to begin, where to begin)
‘Cause baby I wanna feel the heat on your skin
Everyday vibe, feel so shaken (feel so shaken, feel so shaken)
We could try to make you something
Just tell me where to begin
‘Cause baby I wanna feel the heat on your skin
Everyday vibe, feel so shakennn.
Lyrics Jerry Folk – Purple feelings
I could be what you need
Make you feel purple
Let me see what it’s like
You’re in my circle
Late at night in your bed
Do I cross your mind? I hear it every time.(purple feelings)
We could try to make it something
Just tell me where to begin
‘Cause baby I wanna feel the heat on your skin
Everyday vibe, feel so shaken. Does the moon call my name?

HS.HC – PA Sports feat. Kollegah songtexte

Familie ist ein großes Wort, ich f*cke euer Monogramm.(hs.hc)
Sie haben großes Maul wie im Kokarausch
Jeder dicke Fresse, wenn er wieder Promo braucht
Deutscher Rap sieht homo aus, ‘ne Modenschau von Yoloclowns
Schluss mit den Faxen – Hurensohn-Holocaust
Sie machen auf Millionenraub, im Club vor Go-go-Frau’n
Erzähl’n von Lambo fahr’n, doch steigen aus dem Polo aus
Ich hol’ die four-four raus und mach’ ‘ne Doku draus
Rapper hab’n sich hochgesaugt – Hurensohn-Holocaust. Songtexte PA Sports – HS.HC
Generation Hurensohn, Rap ist Fashionweek
Ich fresse Beats und scheffel’ Kies, die Presse liebt den echten Krieg
Expliziter Content, während Rapper an der Bong häng’n
Töte diese Hurensöhne heute Nacht wie John Lennon
Meine Uzi bangt, rolle im Mansory-Benz
Spürst du, wie die Kugeln brenn’n? Guck, ich reime Hurensohn auf Julien
Komme mit den Hooligans und stürme euer Festival
Entführe Estikay im Escalade, Digga, Cast away
Fühl’ mich in der Weste safe, Tokarev an Guccigürtel
Sun Diego hat keine Eier, weil ich seine P***y spüre
Ich lass’ deine Mutti bügeln – LiP, die Company
Stranguliere Hurensöhne und fress’ sie wie Mandarin’n
PA und Kollegah bleiben Kampfmaschin’n
Digga, wenn die Kugel meiner Pumper fliegt, siehst du nur noch anthrazit
Zieh’ Sentinos Ohren lang, ruf mal bei der SOKO an!
Denn ich tauch’ in deiner Wohnung auf
Du frisst den Pistolenlauf – Hurensohn-Holocaust. Ich mach’ Marcus zu Tierfuttersteaks
Denn ich find’ den Staiger Absturz wie’n Suchhund im Gebirgsschluchtabschnitt
Sein Sohn wird beim Klavierunterricht per Hirnschuss zerf*ckt
Da hat der Marcus schwer zu schlucken wie ein Zirkusartist
Ein chirurgischer Schnitt – du wirst zerpflückt
Mein germanischer Arm hat dickere Adern als PAs Stirnmuskel, Kid
Damit Sun Diego stirbt, muss ich nichts
Tun, außer warten auf ‘nen Windhauch, weil der Lauch an dessen Wirkung zerbricht
Ich beerdige MCs, denn sie vermehren sich wie’n Virus
Jeder Vers sitzt wie ein Zielschuss von Gewehrschützen von Zieltrupps
Sieh, ich zerberste Karrieren in ‘nem Beef versuri-lyrics.info
Bis sie bereu’n, dass sie mit mir im Clinch lagen wie das Herz von diesem Eastwood
Militärische Kriegskunst, ich mach’ Riesenprofit
Denn jeden Tag ist dieser Zigojunkie Sido am zieh’n
Knie, du Bandit! Sie haben großes Maul wie im Kokarausch
Jeder dicke Fresse, wenn er wieder Promo braucht
Deutscher Rap sieht homo aus, ‘ne Modenschau von Yoloclowns
Schluss mit den Faxen – Hurensohn-Holocaust
Sie machen auf Millionenraub, im Club vor Go-go-Frau’n
Erzähl’n von Lambo fahr’n, doch steigen aus dem Polo aus
Ich hol’ die four-four raus und mach’ ‘ne Doku draus
Rapper hab’n sich hochgesaugt – Hurensohn-Holocausttt. Kollegah songtexte
Video PA Sports

Departamentul de relatii – Andreea Banica versuri

Departamentul de relatii pierdute. In lipsa lui fac operatii, pe suflet. Alo da. Departamentul de relatii pierdute. Alo, alo, iubito nu te deranja. Va rog sa m-ajutati sa il gasesc. In lipsa lui fac operatii, pe suflet. Va rog sa m-ajutati sa il gasesc. Care sa ma ajute sa-l iubesc. Care sa ma ajute sa-l iubesc. Versuri Andreea Banica – Departamentul de relatii
Departamentul de relatii pierdute. Aloo? In lipsa lui fac operatii, pe suflet. Suna ocupat, ce semn mai mare de iubire
Cand tu sunai la mine, eu sunam la tine. Ce zici? Am deviat apelurile, e noaptea mea
Cu baietii, culca-te, nu ma astepta
Stii ca te-am invitat de atatea ori,
Ce sa fac daca nu-ti place gasca mea..
Care sa ma ajute sa-l iubesc. Departamentul de relatii pierdute. Alo, alo, alo, hai faceti-mi va rog
O programare pe loc
Indragostit dar eu vreau doar sa o donez
Sau sa o returnez la expeditor. Care sa ma ajute sa-l iubesccc. In lipsa lui fac operatii, pe suflet. In lipsa lui versuri-lyrics.info
Care sa ma ajute sa-l iubesc. Noi sus pe masa, suie-te-n taxi, vino-ncoa’. Alright, alright now.. (x2)
Versuri Andreea Banica
Video pierdute Tu ma vrei acasa acuma cand incepe nebunia. Stiu ca la 12 ti-am promis ca vin,
Da’ nu pot sa plec daca paharul e plin. Departamentul de relatii pierdute. Suna ocupat, ce semn mai mare de iubire
Cand tu sunai la mine, eu sunam la tine. Va rog sa m-ajutati sa il gasesc. Va rog sa m-ajutati sa il gasesc. Departamentul de relatii pierdute. In lipsa lui fac operatii, pe suflet. Va rog sa m-ajutati sa il gasesc. Baby, inchid ca mi se termina bateria.

Ma omoara – Ami versuri

Ma omoaraaa gandul sa te pierd
Doar tu nu vezi ca ploile lacrimi raman. Ma uit la doi ochi caprui
Nu par satui sa-mi clipeasca dragostea
Sa-mi promiti ca nu dai, nu dai nimanui
Nimanui dragostea taaa. Ma omoaraaa gandul sa te pierd
Ma omoaraaa sa te las in drum
Acum imi iau, acum imi iau ramas bunnn. Versuri Ami
Video omoara Ma omoara sa te ascult cand plangi
Sa imi arunci versuri-lyrics.info
Ma omoara sa te ascult cum taci
Doar tu ma faci sa-mi iau mintile si sa plec. Ma omoaraaa sa te las in drum
Acum imi iau, acum imi iau ramas bun.. Heeeyy zi ceva, tu vrei sa dansam
Poate o sa uitam
Heeei, uita-te-n ochii mei
Uita-te doar un pic.
Ma omoaraaa gandul sa te pierd
Doar tu nu vezi ca ploile lacrimi raman
Ma omoaraaa sa te las in drum
Acum imi iau, acum imi iau ramas bun.. Hai, nu ti-a trecut, asa-i? Ma omoara sa te ascult cand plangi
Sa imi arunci doar vorbe care dor
Ma omoara sa te ascult cum taci
Doar tu ma faci sa-mi iau mintile si sa plec. Versuri Ami – Ma omoara
Hey, uita-te in ochii mei
Tu n-asculti ce zic, tu n-asculti ce zic
Hei, incearca sa te prefaci
Nu ma fa sa strig, nu ma fa sa strig.(ma omoara)
Hai, hai te rog, stiu ca te aprinzi
Dar intre noi e frig
Hei, uita-te-n ochii mei
Uita-te doar un pic. Tu vrei sa ne impacam, vrei sa ne impacam
Stam ca doi copii fugari
Sa ne sarutam, de mana sa ne luam.

Ed Sheeran – Galway Girl

I swear I’m gonna put you in a song that I write
I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
And in this packed out room swear she was singing to me
I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine
[Chorus]
You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool
She asked me what does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm?

Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar
But she fell in love with an English man
She took Jamie as a chaser, Jack for the fun
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
[Verse 2]

My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
As last orders were called was when she stood on the stool
She played the fiddle in an Irish band
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
She got Arthur on the table with Johnny riding a shotgun
She played the fiddle in an Irish band

Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand
Acapella in the bar using her feet for a beat
You’re my pretty little Galway Girl
After dancing the céili singing to trad tunes
But she fell in love with an English man
[Verse 1]
Said it was one of my friend’s songs, do you want to drink on?
And then she kissed me like there was nobody else in the room
To finish some Doritos and another bottle of wine
[Verse 3]
I never heard Carrickfergus ever sung so sweet
I walked her home then she took me inside
Oh, I could have that voice playing on repeat for a week
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
About a Galway Girl and a perfect night
You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
Said, "Baby, I just want to dance"
And now we’ve outstayed our welcome and it’s closing time

[Chorus]
Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand

My pretty little Galway Girl

With my pretty little Galway Girl
But she fell in love with an English man
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance
Our coats both smell of smoke, whisky and wine
[Chorus]
My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway Girl
But she fell in love with an English man
You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish band
My pretty little Galway Girl
As we fill up our lungs with the cold air of the night
She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar
[Chorus]

Paramore – Told You So

[Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
They love to say they told me
Throw me into the fire
They love to say they told me
The best is over and the worst is yet to come

I hate to say I told you so
[Bridge]
But they love to say they told me so
You say, you say you told me

Say they say they told me
Throw me into the fire
When I admit that I was wrong and you were right
To keep my cool when I’m thrown into a fire
Say they say they told me
Throw me into the fire

Throw me and pull me out again
Say they say they told me
Throw me and pull me out again
Throw me into the fire

At least I try
Throw me and pull me out again
For all I know
I hate to say I told you so
[Verse 2]
I hate to say I told you so
[Post-Chorus]
And they go
You say, you say you told me
To keep on hoping when the rest have given up
Throw me into the fire
Throw me and pull me out again

Say they say they told me
[Chorus]
I know you like
But they love to say they told me so

[Post-Chorus]
You say, you say you told me

Say they say they told me
[Chorus]

I hate to say I told you so
Is it enough
Throw me into the fire
Say they say they told me
[Verse 1]
Throw me and pull me out again
They love to say they told me
I hate to say I told you so
Throw me and pull me out again
But they love to say they told me so

I hate to say I told you so
And they go

SAARA – Superpowers (Acoustic)

We were best friends, oaths and vows
Something for the first time?
Like Rapunzel it was locked up in the tower
Something for the first time?
Cause when was the last time you and I did

I’ll never let go
Something for the first time?
My love, you stand so close, I tremble

Playing hopscotch, playing tag and picking flowers
Something for the first time?

It’s just like I remembered

All these years I kept this secret
This time I will not let go
My love, you stand so close, I tremble
We grew up from apple juice to whiskey sours
[Verse 1]

All those promises we made when time was ours
Cause when was the last time you and I did
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
[Bridge]
Something for the first time?
Long hours in tree houses
Now we’re older, childhood’s over
The last time we did
The last time we did
My love, you stand so close, I tremble
Never told you how I love you

It’s just like I remembered
Something for the first time?
I wanted you more than I wanted superpowers
Something for the first time?
Something for the first time?

Something for the first time?
This time I will not let go
[Pre-Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Something for the first time?

I’ll never let go
The last time we did
I wanted you more than I wanted superpowers
Something for the first time?
Something for the first time?
I wanted you more than I wanted superpowers
This time I will not let go
Cause when was the last time you and I did
[Chorus]

[Chorus]
It’s just like I remembered
I’ll never let go
Never told you but I love you
Never told you that I love you

Sum 41 – Goddamn I’m Dead Again

Got a lease on borrowed time
It’s off with his head, and on with the show
It’s off with his head, and on with the show
Now let it bleed
I’m down that rabbit hole but I don’t want to go
I believe I hear ’em calling, but they’re ringing out of key
Taking the crown of the brand new low
Taking the crown of the brand new low
And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
It’s catching up to me
So get off my back if I’m a god damn misery
It’s off with his head, and on with the show
The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
And let it bleed (now let it bleed)
And I don’t believe he’ll be coming back for more
What’s the point of trying unless you’re going to do it well
Taking the crown of the brand new low (now let it bleed)
Goddamn I’m dead again, woe is me
The old king is dead, gone in one fatal blow
Seems to be that I’m a wanted man these days
Take a look around you really blew it all to hell
Rot in peace, down a dead-end street
They’re saying listen boy, may God rest your soul

Future – Mask Off (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Percocets
Percocets
Call up Mari wins
That’s a liability
Gotta rep the set
Switch states
Mask on
Mask on
Buy my Range
Call it how it is
Whole prescriptions
Touch down, foreign plates

33 chains
Rep the set
Fuck it, mask off
Fuck it, mask off
Graduated
Mask on
They gang, we gang
Molly, Percocets
My guillotine
Never chase a bitch
Mask on
Ain’t no way
Pink molly
Hit the gas
From food stamps
Molly, Percocets
Percocets
Never chase a bitch
Never chase a bitch
Rob the bank
We gone rob the game
Percocets
Before the Maybach
Never take a break
Before the business
Rep the set
Parlay in Vegas
Never nod huh
Percocets
Mask on
Gas gone
Fuck it, mask off
Chase a check
Chase a check

Boosting my adrenaline
Molly, Percocets
Molly, Percocets
Chase a check
Old Chanel
Parliament
Mask on
Focus on the missions
Fuck it, mask off
Chase a check
Percocets
We didn’t come to play
Never chase a bitch
I can barely move
Never chase a bitch
Molly, Percocets
Two cups
To a whole nother domain
Fuck it, mask off
Fuck it, mask off

Spit it
Molly, Percocets
Chase a check
Yo
Fuck it, mask off
I’m a living proof
Make ‘em go insane
Toast up with the gang
Rick James
Molly, Percocets
Mask on
We was in attendance
Intermission
Ask about me
Percocets
Half a million on the coupe
Rep the set
They compromising
You come to play
I promise, I swear I swear
Mask on
Theodore lenses
Looking like Peru
Chase a check
Go to those extremes
Fuck it, mask off
Out the bottom
But they are not the same
Molly, Percocets
I was overdue
Drank promethazine
Gotta rep the set
Percocets
I’m going bust a move
Mask on

Ain’t no fucking way
Never chase a bitch
Percocets
Gotta rep the set
Drug houses
I’d drive anything
Tek and beams

Hendrix
Crusing Biscayne
Top off
Molly, Percocets
Fuck it, mask off

Future – Used To This (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

New persona, we’re moving on from Ferragamo (I’m moving on)
I’m with everyone that I was here with in the first place
Mexicano, I’m working like I’m Mexicano
I know where I’m from and I got used to this
I’m always working
Stack of booty bitches, I got used to this
Well, then tell me who deserve it
Money on your head if you make a nigga nervous
Making sure that they all good before they close the curtain
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (Future)
Never made a move out here unless I was certain
Drop-top Porsches, I’m so used to this
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this
No one looks surprised ’cause we used to this
You know how far we came if you know where we been (Freebandz)
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this (Future)
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna (yeah)
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (Future)
Drop-top Porsches, I’m so used to this

Drop-top Porsches, I’m so used to this
Lambo come alive, man, I’m used to this
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna
How many niggas you know can hop in the Benz?
Eyes getting low but I’m still observing
I know where I’m from and I got used to this
Tell me that I don’t deserve to ball
Smoking out the pound, I’m so used to this
Mansion in the hills, I got used to this
I know where I’m from and I got used to this
Tell me that I don’t deserve to ball
Selling dope all my life, I can’t do minimum wage (nah)
Could never find the time for the people I miss
Tropicana bitches, I got all kinda flavors
Mexicano, I’m working like I’m Mexicano

Be honest to yourself, don’t you never pretend (tell ’em)
Beat the odds, do numbers and remain humble (yeah)

I’ma make sure that we get used to this
Don’t ever play yourself, know when it all begins (you know)
New persona, we’re moving on from Ferragamo
New persona, we’re moving on from Ferragamo
I had to put my back against the wall (and what?)
I give you my whole heart till there ain’t nothing to give (Future)
Ohh-oh, ohh-ohhh
There’s Iceland in my wrist, I think I’m used to this
Thought they had my back against the wall
Never looking back on it, we did what we did
Mexicano, I’m working like I’m Mexicano
Dirty-dirty money, I got used to this (gang)
Smoking out the pound, I’m so used to this
Never see me out in person
Get the llama, I party with the real Madonna (yeah)

I see you lurking
Tatted on me, but this shit is deeper than the surface
Smoking out the pound, I’m so used to this
Treat my brother’s kids like they one of my kids

Thomas Rhett – Craving You (feat. Maren Morris)

Craving you
I never had something that I can’t walk away from
When it comes to you, no, I ain’t got no patience

I don’t know how much longer I can go
That feeling when we kiss
I never had something that I can’t walk away from (walk away from)
I’m counting down until we say hello
No matter how much I get
[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
Craving you
[Bridge: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]

I’m craving you babe

That shot of 100 proof
Every touch is like the strongest drug
That feeling when we kiss
Craving you
I’m craving you
You’re like that cigarette

You’re like that cigarette
No matter how much I get
That shot of 100 proof

But, girl, my self-control’s so paralyzed
I’m craving you baby
That feeling when we kiss

[Pre-Chorus: Thomas Rhett]
[Post Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
Sunset eyes, no, I don’t have to try
You’re like that cigarette
Every time we have to say goodbye
But, girl, my self-control’s so paralyzed
[Verse 1: Thomas Rhett]
[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
You know I come unglued from missing you
Every touch is like the strongest drug
No matter how much I get
[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
When it comes to you, no, I ain’t got no patience (I ain’t got no patience)
No matter how much I get
No matter how much I get
[Post Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
I’m always craving
The way your body moves
I’m always craving you, yeah

I’m always craving you
[Pre-Chorus: Thomas Rhett & (Maren Morris)]
I don’t know how much longer I can go
I’m counting down until we say hello
I’m always craving you
Craving you
There’s something ’bout you girl I just can’t fight
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving you
The way your body moves
Craving you
Every time we have to say goodbye
Craving you
There’s something ’bout you I just can’t fight
[Verse 2: Thomas Rhett]

I’m always craving
The way your body moves
Because you know exactly what to do
All the in-between is killing me

I’m always craving
That shot of 100 proof
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Zac Brown Band – Roots (Lyric Video)

Then follow up with a cold beer on friday night
And dixie tower
Roots I’m home
It made the man I am today
My roots always keep me grounded
Always dreaming One day we’d play with
Playing with my band
My roots always keep me grounded
Ohh i wouldn’t change a thing
Every Friday you could find me
We get ’em singing Don’t stop believing
You’ve givin me winds
And wished it’d never end
Flying high all our dreams came true

Roots remind me where I’m from

Roots remind me where I’m from
My first best friend was a 6 string
Even when I’m a thousand miles away from my

Took him with me everywhere I go
Found a drummer and made the road my home
Roots I’m home
And play our hearts out
When I was 18, bought a dodge van
All our hear We cover every night
We’d start the show with a round of whisky
Ohh i wouldn’t change a thing
It made the man I am today
Even when I’m a thousand miles away from my

Migos – Get Right Witcha

Drank too official (drank)
All these diamonds yeah they white on white (white)
Get ’em knocked off for a ticket

Percocet party, servin’ fiends (perky!)

White like tissue (white)
Thirty hollow tips in extendo (bow, thirty)
Bitch I’m a dog from menace (urr)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Get right witcha
Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt)
Yeah, coupe is robotic, I ain’t touchin’ (nah, skrt)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)

Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Hoe game itchin’ (itch)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Get right witcha
Still sippin’ oil, Migos Citgo (drank, gone)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Bought that Wraith and had the ceiling light (Wraith)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Cut like scissors (cut)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Offset!
Lamborghini, white on white (Lamborghini)
Swear to god my plug was Vietnamese (brrt brrt brrt)
Go and get it, thirty round clip tear off a arm or ligament (rrah)
I done fucked a lot of niggas’ wife (smash)
Get right witcha
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
Tape a brick to her, take a flight (ooh)
Send my shooters, come and take your life (brrt)
Takin’ chances, had to roll the dice (aye)
Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy
Going to Thailand with them chinks (chinks)

Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Askin’ the lord, forgive me (hey)
I tell the plug mail them
Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope)
Make a milli, then I make it twice (M’s)
In the kitchen with a lot of white (white)
Hop in the frog, it’s tinted (skrrt)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Lit like Christmas (like Christmas)

dat way, tell ’em, aye Which way?
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
Born with it, count a hundred thousand start snowin’ with it (hundred)
Fuck around and end up missin’ (brrt)
Lookin’ at your hoe because she bustin’ (ye, woo)
Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt)
Have my young nigga do the sentence
Fuckin’ on vixens (smash)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Rockstar livin’ life, Lennon
Ridin’ in the coupe with the wings (brrt)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
I ain’t really here to take no pictures (flash)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Boy got wisdom (wisdom)
Used to ask what the lick was like (where?)
Take me a picture (flash)
Middle finger up fuck the system (fuck ’em)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Smokin’ cookie yeah that’s dynamite (cookie, woo)
Taliban, my drugs, wrap ’em please (Taliban)
Thankin’ God he saved my life from kick doors (god!)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Niggas copy, Mike Tyson bite (ahh-urr, ahh-urr, ahh)
Fuckin’ with the wrong one, trippin’
You can do better, never settle
Now I’m askin’ what the Lear look like (huh?)
I like a bitch with some cellulite (ooh)
Shadows keep wavin’ by my window (woo, shadows)
Pop me a missile (aye)
Servin’ all day, my gas on E (let’s go)
Hundred round drum, listen
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
You trappin’ hard for pennies (go)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Hold up, get right witcha (I’ma get right witcha)
Bad bitches, fuck ’em then dismiss em (bad, woo)

Jacob Sartorius – Bingo (Dance Video)

I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow
Put my picture on your locker
Tell your girls, I’ll tell my crew
Tell your girls, I’ll tell my crew
(Hahaha, J.S.)
Can I pick you up, meet your dad? (Dad)
E’rry post, gon’ give it that like
And I hope she ain’t got a boyfriend
I just wanna know you real bad (Bad)

(Haha, B-I-N-G-O)
I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow
Tell your girls, I’ll tell my crew
B-I-N-G-O, bingo, bingo

To get to know you better
Like two stars way up in the sky
Put my picture on your locker
Man, now I’m creeping up in her DM
I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow
My, oh, my, now you just my type
With them lips like Kylie, so fine
What it do, after school (Yeah)
I could see we got a couple same friends
Put my picture on your locker
I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow
(Let me get it)

She’s so proper, a head-knocker
Popping up all over the ground
B-I-N-G-O, bingo, bingo
And, I, know if you give me the greenlight
‘Cause, girl, I really want a chance
I just wanna know you real bad (Bad)
(Can I pick you up, meet your dad?) Dad
Man, tell me who’s this pretty young thing
She’s so proper, a head-knocker

Bro, I can’t do this. This is too lit) (Eyy, eyy.
She’s so proper, a head-knocker
‘Til she notice
I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow

B-I-N-G-O, bingo, bingo
Get inside your timeline
I just gotta make you mine
Get inside your timeline

What it do, after school
B-I-N-G-O, bingo, bingo
And we from the same city
I just hit the lotto, she hit the follow
(I just wanna know you real bad) Bad
Can I pick you up, meet your dad? (Dad)
We’re so fly-y-y
I just gotta make you mine

B-I-N-G-O
Everything’s gon’ be alright
What it do, after school
B-I-N-G-O, bingo, bingo

HAIM – Want You Back

[Verse 1: Danielle]
(Just know that I want you back, baby)

Just know that I want you back
[Verse 2: Danielle]
But I had a wandering heart
Just know that I want you back
But just know that I want you back

Just know that I want you back
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
I know it’s hard to hear it
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
Just know that I want you
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
Just know that I want you
[Verse 3: Danielle]
‘Cause I blame it all on myself
Just know that I want you back
(Just know that I want you back, baby)
And it may never be enough

I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
I was too proud to say I was wrong
Just know that I want you back
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
And I had a fear of forgiveness
(Said you’d always see me through)
And I know that I ran you down
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
(Said it from the beginning)
Just know that I want you

[Chorus]
(Just know that I want you)
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
So just know that I want you back
Just know that I want you back
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
Just know that I want you
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
[Chorus]
Just know that I want you
Just know that I want you back
Some things were never said
Just know that I want you back

(Said it from the beginning)
(Just know that I want you)
All that time is gone, no more fearing control
[Chorus]
You kept trying to prove me wrong
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
Some things are long forgotten
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
Just know that I want you
Just know that I want you
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
Just know that I want you back
Just know that I want you back

We were on one endless road
Just know that I want you

(Just know that I want you)
[Bridge: Alana]
(Just know that I want you)
Just know that I want you back
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
Just know that I want you back
(Said you’d always see it through)
I’ll give you all the love I never gave before I left you
[Verse 4: Danielle]
So you ran away with your heart

I’ll take the fall and the fault in us
But don’t take it out on me now
(Just know that I want you)
I’m ready for the both of us now
Just know that I want you back
Just know that I want you back
(Just know that I want you back, baby)
I said we were opposite lovers

Darnell Williams – Yung Spike Lee (feat. Casey Veggies)

Where is my bitches and swishas? Them two be liftin’ my spirits
I’m not robbin’ or dealin’, I got my mind on a million
I been outta the country, yeah, this Spanish currency
Smack the shit out a nigga who won’t be quiet on set
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
I wish I could give a fuck but that shit don’t pay the rent

And you know, you goin’ broke ’cause you lack common sense
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Like man, she gave me some chips and I ain’t pourin’ up zips
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
I’m that nigga with the frames and the Michigan plates
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Don’t really care for you niggas, like the U.S. government
Ayy, now get the fuck out your feelings, I give your main chick the business

The one these hoes wanna fuck but this dick ain’t free
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Ask him, "Who whip is this?" He said it’s, "District Virginia"

What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee
I reply every time, that nigga fuck what you think, LOL
Well I been out in Hollywood, gettin’ paid to direct
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
I put that weight on my shoulders, most of you hoes couldn’t lift it

Make a movie like Spike, I play the roll as a villain
I’m in the 40s with Crips (what up), on MLK
Got a problem, insta tweet, DM my message to me

[Verse 3: Darnell Williams]
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Failure too broke to fear it, Satan been chokin’ my spirit
I pray to God when they shootin’, I know it’s loud hope he hear it
Nah, fuck the sugar coatin’, bitch, I’m the best of the D
My mama told me the truth, I was just too high to hear it
He trade the summer [?], he kill whoever you with
[Intro: Darnell Williams]
Bitch, I’m an MVP from the west of the D
[Chorus: Darnell Williams]
It’s the feelin’ of feelin’ so fuckin’ sick of the feelin’
[Chorus: Darnell Williams]
They think I’m stupid and timid, I say tormented and gifted
Turn the lights out then I do the right thing
What’s a critic to a nigga like me?
Pull your wifey in a fuckin’ white tee

Ain’t no smiles in my town, bitch, I’m as nice as it get
The doctor’s writin’ prescriptions because my mental work different
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Just landed in LA, Darnell scooped me in the 6
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee and my dead stop threes
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
[Verse 1: Darnell Williams]
Nah, I ain’t bangin’ but I live that shit like every day
Want 40 acres, keep the mule, I need girl number 6, shit
Shoot a fuckin’ flick, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
Bitch, I’m young Spike Lee, bitch, I’m young Spike Lee
I ain’t worried ’bout the hustle, got my own way to get it
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]

Key! & Reese – Been Had

Been having fashion aye
Been had yo bitch in positions
I been that boy
Been had that, yeah
Gas in my ashtray
You play with that boy, you dead wrong

Cause I been had it my way
Don’t know how to act, yeah
Been had flava, yeah
Been had boyz
Been had flava, yeah
Been had that, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Imma big dawg
Been had that, yeah
That money counter sound my ringtone
Been had this, yeah
Play my position
[Verse 1: Reese]
Been had this, yeah
Been had this, yeah
I’m that nigga cause I said so
Been had a knack, yeah
Been had swag, yeah
Drug dealers and killers
Yeah, like it dat way
Been had that, yeah
Been had racks, yeah
Aye, Aye
We fucked it up dat way
Been had this, yeah
Been had that, yeah
I get it and spend it
Yeah I get it
Been had that, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Gucci this and that, yeah
Been had that, yeah
Been had swag, yeah
Been had swag, yeah
You hang wit lames
[Hook]
Aye, Aye
I go and get it wit my day ones
Been had swag, yeah
Been had racks, yeah
Been had that, yeah
I been up in Saks, yeah
Fanta wit act, aye
[Hook]
Have yo mama singing sad songs
Hope that you meant it
Been had they asses sprayed
I play wit bands
Been had that, yeah
You a lil ass boy
Been had this, yeah
Been had sauce, yeah
Shout out my slatts, aye
I get it and flip it
Been had this, yeah
Been had that, yeah
Count up and make sure it’s A1
Been had sauce, yeah
I hang wit gorillas
Yeah, all red foreign whips
Been had racks, yeah

Been had drank
Been had swag, yeah
Been had that, yeah
And she listen
Been had that, yeah
Been had a bag, hey
I been kickin’ flavor that way
Ain’t Slim Thug
Been had this, yeah
Been had sauce, yeah

Been had it the next day
Like a lil ass boy
Hog the lane
Been had rank
I hope that you get it
Been had that, yeah

Been had this, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Been had racks, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Been had flava, yeah
Been had this, yeah
But Imma Boss Hogg
Been on the way to the bank
Been had that, yeah
[Verse 2: Key!]
Been had racks, yeah
Been had swag, yeah
[Hook]
Been had racks, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Been had that, yeah
Been had this, yeah
Bendin’ the corner in tank
Get money the fast way

B.o.B – Xantastic (feat. Young Thug)

I can spark a world war, bring me back your kiddy
Repeat my sound, yeah
Fine as all get out
Might pull out the Aston (Aston)
What you want me to pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
What, you gon’ want me to molly?
Diamonds on me spazzin’ (we)
I reckon she the baddest (bad)
I can be your ring tone
All of this cannabis
Ain’t that a bitch?
Girl, next to me nasty
In case you was askin’ (we)
Get down for the get down
Feelin’ xantastic
(What don’t you want?) What, you don’t want me to party?
Repeat my sound, yeah
Twist every chance I get
She be too attached to me (attached)
I shoot a wink and take a drink, yo, yo, yeah
Keepin’ this passion (we)
It don’t really get on
Make ’em all sit up (weave)
All designer fashion (weave)
Weavin’ through traffic (weave)
Girl, next to me nasty
All designer fashion (we)
They say we too flashy (we)

She askin’ me am I okay
We ain’t never had shit (weave)
In case you was askin’ (we)
[Chorus: B.o.B & (Young Thug)]

She be too attached to me (attached)
They say we too flashy (we)
[Chorus: B.o.B & (Young Thug)]
Cocaine like a mob boss, taller than my ceiling
Like a phone, if you not rock star, you boring (ring)
Make ’em all sit up (we)
I honestly can’t feel my face, no
All designer fashion (we)
I keep sayin’ I’ma quit
Feelin’ xantastic
Feelin’ xantastic
Do everythin’ under the sun (doin’ everything)
[Verse 2: B.o.B]
I reckon she the baddest (bad)

Might pull out the Aston (Aston)
You want me stuck in apartment?
We ain’t never had shit (we)
Keepin’ this passion (weave)

It don’t really get on
That’s why we gotta put on (weave)
Keep sayin’ I’ma quit
She be too attached to me (attached)
That’s why we gotta put on (we)
Fine as all get out
That’s why we gotta put on (we)
[Chorus: B.o.B & (Young Thug)]
They say we too flashy (weave)
Might pull out the Aston (Aston)
Cloud 9, ninth round, yeah
Fine as all get out
Diamonds on me spazzin’ (weave)
Like all of this don’t exist?
On they wish list, and they riches, really, really

I’m flyin’ to the clouds, yeah
Weavin’ through traffic (we)
Snortin’ cocaine while you’re yawning
In case you was askin’ (weave)
I reckon she the baddest (bad)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Diamonds on me spazzin’ (we)
Family feud with Steve Harvey
But every day I contradict
Shootin’ dice until the morning
We ain’t never had shit (we)
My mama moved my round, yeah
See out the bullet in Charlotte
Girl, next to me nasty
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Keepin’ this passion (we)
They showin’ ass and titties
Piccadilly, wrists spilled me, Richard Mille
And no I ain’t comin’ down, yeah
I’m walkin’ sleep but still awake
Make ’em all sit up (we)
All of these Xans, they hit
Weavin’ through traffic (we)

Dej Loaf – Birdcall 1.5

I can’t wait to make a million goin’ million dollar crazy
Log off and get smacked, I ain’t with the chitter chat
Open up your lid and put a symbol on your fitted cap
Drinking VOSS as a chaser
Promise we gon’ live it up, we ain’t worried about haters
All y’all know is turning up, don’t know how to get a check
Sneak dissing twitter shit, I ain’t with the internet
I’m running right next to greatness, yeah bitch that’s adjacent
Ain’t drop an album in two years these dummies thinking I lost it
Old flames calling me, they trying to rekindle that
I got a temper this short and I barely got patience
All I know is keep it real, all I know is stating facts
They done buried me alive, i’m bout’ to climb out this coffin
Nikki said "Stop holding back", they sleeping on me, taking naps
I’m out here grinding for a life that could never be basic
Fuck they mean I’m trying to pull up in that Phantom or something
Writing rhymes in my word pad, feeling like I can’t be touched
Million dollar baby, i’m so million dollar wavy
Stop flashing that little jewelery cause my little homies on it
He think that we going far, he should have used this thinking cap
Bitches steady sending shots, they confusing their words
All these haters got my nerves bad
But I promise with this music I be feeling immortal
No magazine spreads, couple funeral service
Yeah bitch, remember that?
I promise they gon’ give it up, and if not we gon’ take it
I touch souls nigga, from the hood to the burbs’
I’m like free my little brother, fuck the law trying to take us
Might pull up to the club in like two of them suburbans
I swear she would have been a beast, R.I.P. cousin Portia
Dirty Sprite, Cream Soda, dirty Fanta or something
All I know when I get home, ain’t gonna’ do no turning back
But they know i’m about my money, they know i’m not into that
[Verse]
I’m looking in the sky like damn they can’t handle your daughter
I couldn’t work no 9 to 5 , I wasn’t good taking orders
It’s time to wake these pussies up, big dog to these cats
Let me find out that you hating, Imma fucking assault you
Diamonds dancing like Omarion in You Got Served
He got a dick this long, I think he from Jamaica
These niggas talking like they killers, I just call them pretenders
I’m a dog with this shit, I pooper scooper these turds
We ain’t tipping no dancers, y’all bitches be worthless
And just for you I’m a cop me like two of them Porshes
They’ll snatch it right up off your neck
Tell that lame she don’t want it, I been getting money
Put a hammer to your head, got some shit that would shock you
Heard your plug had a shortage, need a battery charged
Put the plug in your ass, that’s them battery chargers
Leave you in the street, they gon’ yellow that taper
I know it’s my time now, I don’t think they get it yet
I’m getting money with my niggas, I don’t want y’all around me
I was down on my luck I had to use all my sources
Flaunt your shit then sell it back
I got to get this paper for my unborn creations
Millionaire in the making, Benjamins and them Franklins
Time to clean the hood up, that community service
Niggas be talking crazy, but they hustle so lazy
Aye, that’s that bird call
Think about it, let it sit