Daily Archives: July 12, 2017

Motion sickness – Neck Deep lyrics

Now I’m off track, versuri-lyrics.info
Feel like I’m right back where I started,
Sat on the kitchen floor all alone talking to a ghost
About where we go when we go. It’s been a hell of a ride but it’s all caught up with me. Lyrics Neck Deep – Motion sickness
It’s time to kick the habit, I’m coming clean. He said, “Life is the great unknown”
Better jump, better run and..(motion sickness)
Out from the noise,
I hear that familiar voice,
He says “Life is the great unknown”,
Better jump, better run, better go. I frequently burn out and vanish,
I’m on another planet,
There’s just no getting through to me. Then I find myself in bed,
Lost inside my head again,
Running over everything,
The voices they are deafening. Between the peace and panic
I can’t break up the static,
I need a cleaner frequency. Don’t stop now,
Though the motion sickness has you spinning out,
Cuz’ you’re on your way. Look just how far you’ve come,
And think twice before you go and throw it all away. Neck Deep lyrics
Video sickness You’re on your wayyy. Run. Better jump.

Jump – French Montana feat. Travis Scott lyrics

I jump all day, (straight up), yeah
I jump all day
I jump all day, yeah
I drop my top when we outside (skrrt)
Once I go live, we all go live
juuump, juuump, juuump all day (straight up)
I juuump all day, I juuump all day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I drop my top, I go outside
Once I’m live we all go live (it’s lit)
juuump, juuump, juuump, all day. I jump all day
I jump all day, yeah
I drop my top when we outside (drop top)
Once I go live, we all go live
juuump, juuump, juuump all day (straight up)
I juuump all day, I juuump all day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I drop my top, I go outside (straight up)
Once I’m live we all go live (it’s lit)
juuump, juuump, juuump all day. I’d rather go fight off the devil
Spend another night in this hell
A*s and titties by the several
Bout to take it up another level
Bout to juuump out on the tropics
With my d*ck out, everybody watching
Running and they ain’t ‘gon stop me
Only way I solve all my problems
‘Bout to go drive my Diablo
Grab the stick and wheel with my eyes closed
All up in yo phone, f*cking on my model
On the narcos, feel like Pablo
Got my first chain, was rose golden
White b*tches on me like I’m Kobe
Turn my jewellery to my trainer
Tell em “ice me,” ’cause I’m swollen. I juuump all day
I juuump all day
I juuump all day, yeah
I drop my top when we outside (drop top)
Once I go live, we all go live
juuump, juuump, juuump all day (straight up)
I juuump all day, I juuump all day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I drop my top, I go outside (straight up)
Once I’m live we all go live (it’s lit)
juuump, juuump, juuump all dayyy. and some ‘Yac when I ride through that motherf*cker
Once some good niggas slipping to these hatin’ a*s niggas
So I ain’t playin’ I just (gunshot), graah
Pull up to the rock versuri-lyrics.info
Grab that Filipina, look up at my Opp, way up
Hot, got ice on my hand
Me and Trav juuump out, we ain’t gonna drop the top off, damn
Yeahhh! Foreign cars ain’t rented
Drop tops, juuump in it
Hit it, top down, gang with me
Throwing up five cities
Trapping through the boost phone, buying those minutes
Me and Trav in that four, running through limits
f*cking with your boy, man sky ain’t the limit
Now Sky-Dweller OG five .. with the chemist, ah
I’ve been tweakin’ off the pills with a stick .. French Montana lyrics
Video French Montana
Lyrics French Montana – Jump
Aye, Trav
This one for the wave culture (woooo!)
So prolific, yeah
If they talking ’bout ballin’
We jumping out the gym, baby! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeahhh.(jump)

Repercussions – Lil Uzi Vert lyrics

Lyrics Lil Uzi Vert – Repercussions
Yeahhh
Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothin’
The fourth for every show, need to get to bustin’
Talk about me and the repercussions
On the real nigga I swear they comin’
Repercussions, repercussiooons
Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothin’
Repercussions, repercussiooons
Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothin’.
Aye, Show me the .. Lil Uzi Vert lyrics
Video Lil Uzi Vert Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothin’
The fourth for every show, need to get to bustin’
Talk about me and the repercussiooons
On the real nigga I swear they comin’
Repercussions, repercussiooons
Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothin’
Repercussions, repercussiooons
Took four Xanny bars I ain’t remember nothinnn’. We gon’ get the sucker (we gon’ get the sucker)
That nigga said that we related but that is my sister cousin (that is my sister cuz’)
The red beam the green beam the blue beam, ain’t missing nothin’ (we ain’t missing nothin’)
Found out that my girl loves it hard, these bitches dusty (I swear to God these bitches is dusty)
‘Till Death on they chest and I knew they might lack
Like damn, I’m lucky (Goddamn I’m lucky)
She beggin’ to get back with me, ’cause now she see the money (turn it up, turn it up)
Now she caught her confession, she burning God down like she feel like Usher (feel like she Usher, oh Lord)
It’s Friday, I’m stuck in the Rush Hour versuri-lyrics.info
Money talk, feel like Chris Tucker (I feel like Chris Tucker).

Real talk – P Money lyrics

that’s what happens
You’re on your Snapchat and your Twitter talking about ah mans doing all this ’cause mans hating on you
Mans ne- why would man hate on you? Trust me
Nobody’s G checking me bro and not you
I don’t care who’s around you, you’re talking about olders
You’re 29, shut your mout
How you got olders at 29? Aaw you and Blacks, bruv, ‘llow it bruv
You diss a crew, prepare to beef a crew. Upset? My career compared to yours is mad
Your peak is pop
I’ve been doing grime
There’s bare stuff I still ain’t said you’ve been doing
This is why this has happened, I smacked you up
‘Cause you’re a violater, you are a pagan
And now you wanna do lyrics but in your lyrics you’re now talking bout road
Make up your mind
Check my dub compared to your dub bro
I’m stating nothing but facts and violations of how much you are a pagan
All you’re doing is talking about what you think you would do to me and wanna do to me and rumours that ain’t true, bro
It’s air
I’m stating real life facts, that people around you know and will back up
And will actually say “Nah, but Dot you did that” “Nah but he’s got a point”
That’s why you ain’t winning this
‘Llow ittt.(real talk)
P Money lyrics
Video talk
Put that in your sob story, you ain’t clever
I’ve never been moist, it was probably the wetter
Definitely on sight, and it’s probably forever
You wanna mention mum’s yard, come, darg
I will have a shotty and a mask from V for Vendetta
But you ain’t on that, man, I know you
Shut your mout, I don’t owe you
You worked for the guy that was putting out my CD
That’s why the studio time was free
Shut your mout, I don’t owe you
And you can come with a punchline verse
Nothing surprises me when you write for me
‘Cause I can hear what I taught you
Stormer was there when I showed you what punchlines were
And Little Dee taught you about multiple rhyming
Like you said in your Fire in the Booth
All you had was beats and s**t bars
I mean how else did you think you got this hard? gave you a PC and then buss you
You’re acting like you done it yourself, f**k you! How dare they compare you and I
I got money and I put on for grime
You got signed, fixed your teeth, put on a suit
And started singing about suicide (Overload)
Years later, talking about breddahs have been blocking you
No one ain’t scared, pop was stopping you
You buried yourself, that’s why you’re a rotten yout
But you tried to block me though
Man tried to stop me eating
Had me, Tom and Geeneus in a meeting
Man said Dot’s managers are demanding
I be taking off shows, I couldn’t believe him
I was like “Oh my God”
Instead of being a man and turning up to perform songs
You tried performing a gastric bypass
Don’t know why you’re flexing on my cards
Ringing up Vex cos you were scared of my dargs
Whole game failed you on the test that I passed
That’s when banging you up became my task
Send your shots, my shield’s better than a right guard
I smell a pussyhole in need of some RightGuard
Ran out of Stockwell, ran out of OGz
Ran out of Nando’s, ran out of Hoodstars
Dunno what you done to your mum but not even Bart was right by his marj
How are you talking like you got darked? No, bro, you are the man that’s worthless
You stole from the roof over your head
And took things from the studio, caught red handed on cam
You were trading for pennies from Cash Converters
Opportunist, you were stealing from Mella
How could you steal from Mella? Calling her a hoe when you wifey’d
Don’t lie, you wouldn’t have done it otherwise G, yeah
Feelings, blatantly wifey
Man’s really getting a kick out of calling her a sket
I was like hold on a sec
Doesn’t that mean you just wifey’d a sket? Which one you gonna wifey next? Lyrics P Money – Real talk
So what if you recorded and mixed down P Money Is Power? You were 19, a virgin and s**t
No game, man had me writing his MySpace messages
Man was all nervous and s**t
Then later on, man done a diss
How’s man doing a whole dub for Shivs? They don’t wanna book me when I’m on my maths s**t
I’ve got a shot that will take away man’s eyesight
Plus a blade to divide mans ribs
Sounds like a seven a side, when you hit the news
They’ll be like “that was my man’s pitch”
Call man fat all you want, when I banged you in the face
Your left cheek said “My man’s quick!”
Leg said “Woah, did you see what my man did?”
When I fucked up my man’s s**t
Come with them s**t bars about fatso
The thing is when I was as skinny as you
I still weren’t getting smacked up by fat blokes.(real talk) In fact, how could you steal from his father? Your Fire in the Booth had me grinning
F**k Minarmy, I’ll spin armies in eight bars
My Gs could be Muslim, when I tell ’em it’s beef, they break fast
This MAC-10 will turn a mansion into a graveyard
‘Cause my man’s a prick
Diss my son and get blasted with what’s in the palm
Do not mention the Iron Man’s kid
I’ll address man here when I do it over my man’s wig
I don’t care who my man’s with
Deaf sound, my ting’s loud
When I give him this smoke, man better learn sign language
Rasta mode when I get nicked
Let my bredrins go, it’s all what I and I did
Snake in the grass, you’re fake
Everybody on my team eats when it’s my banquet
About school me, are you stupid? You played with a short fuse, got sparked
F**k your drive, press V and get parked
Everybody’s saying it’s gonna be historical
The absent father of grime
Everybody knows the biological father is always diabolical
I don’t have to but you I wanna school
SoundCloud yours, I’ll Spotify mine
You wanted to but you can’t sell lies
No bashment in sight when I turn up at yards
It’s guns, money and ammunition, it’s all cartel vibes
When I know where he lives and I roll through the bits
Lights off, blacked out, nine guys, four straps
Full clips, in the boot man’s got another six
I’ll let one of your fans work out the total eclipse
Remember how you met Shivs? I ain’t even mentioned your ex… yet
But I’ll tell you about that girl you’re with now
When it comes to the girls, bro, your life’s vex
‘Cause you’ve gone and wifey’d Lusardi Rose
Name says it all ’cause everyone knows
She was beating man that you might call bro
Your closers are thinking “Woah, this is peak”
Her Snapchat’s got too many streaks
Bruddah, this ting’s run through HeavyTrackerz’ studio
Way more than me versuri-lyrics.info
Left with no tunes, no singing
No mix downs, just beats, no riddims
Innocent, pssh, who the hell is she kidding? Did man really think that I wouldn’t spin him? I gave you back all that respect and power
Nobody could rush you
No one could touch you, G, let alone cuss you
I showed you road and girls and buss you
You was a broke-arse can’t afford bus yout
N.E. Wait, we know how you got this hard
Cos you’re only half a writer
Let’s see what your fans are gonna think when
You finally admit that you use Master Writer
For those who don’t know, that’s a program on Windows
You use, when you type in a word
And it comes up with every other word that rhymes
What if I told you he was doing that way before ’09?

Till I make it – Dion Timmer feat. Tima Dee lyrics

My grandma thinks I’m crazy
For givin’ Hollywood a piece of me
I’m holdin’ my head high
Act like the world’s mine
I didn’t come for nothing
And all I know is I can’t let them see.(till i make it) Lyrics Dion Timmer – Till I make it
Movin’ down to L.A. Didn’t let the ..
Till I makeee it all the way
Fake it all till I makeee it all the way
Till I makeee it all the wayyy. Till I makeee it all the way
Fake it all till I make it all the way
Till I makeee it all the way. I got no idea what I’m doing
Fake it all till I make it all the way
I’ve been winnin’ I’ve been losin’
But you’re never gonna read my poker face
Fake it all, fake it all till I makeee it
Fake it all, fake it all till I makeee it
No idea what I’m doin’
Fake it all till I makeee it all the way. I got no idea what I’m doing
Fake it all till I make it all the way
I’ve been winnin’ I’ve been losin’
But you’re never gonna read my poker face
Fake it all, fake it all till I makeee it
Fake it all, fake it all till I makeee it
No idea what I’m doin’ versuri-lyrics.info
Fake it all till I makeee it all the way. Dion Timmer lyrics
Video make it

A long way from “Loser,” Beck’s Red Rocks retrospective turned into a freaky party

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At 47, the unpredictable singer-songwriter has come a long way since his obstreperous “Loser” days. True to himself, Beck didn’t stay true to any single role throughout the greatest-hits set. Preservation Hall Jazz Band performs at Red Rocks Amphitheatre on July 11, 2017, in Morrison, Colorado. Red Rocks didn’t complain. As he sang on “Wow”: “It’s your life / how you want to live it tonight.” Beck answered with a career-spanning dance party. Tinged with the dumb party sweat of a big-box EDM act like ODESZA, the song hits like a cartoon cherry bomb, its leg-rattling bass popping over an incredibly simple Saturday morning cartoon chorus (“It’s like wow / It’s like right now). On Tuesday night, he shuffled that unshakeable single in right after the opener (“Devil’s Haircut”) and a bout of ceremonious Red Rocks rain, which slicked the stage for Preservation Hall Jazz Band, the night’s opener. Setlist: Beck at Red Rocks, 07/11/2017
Devil’s Haircut
Loser
Black Tambourine
The New Pollution
Guero
Think I’m In Love
Soul Of A Man
Mixed Bizness
Go It Alone
Paper Tiger
Lost Cause
Say Goodbye
Heart Is A Drum
Blue Moon
Girl
Wow
Dreams
E-Pro
Encore: Sexx laws
Encore: Where It’s At
Encore: Satan Gave Me A Taco
  Part MC, he led the crowd in a freestyled spiritual (“Red Rocks people want to show me how to be free tonight / I need my friends to count on me / and tell me how to be free”), hurled the show forward as a bandleader, and hit most of the right notes as frontman (those “Sexx Laws” falsettos were higher than he remembered). Check out the full setlist of the night below, and photos of the action above. (Seth McConnell, The Denver Post)

It says volumes that “Wow,” Beck’s latest sugar-coated single, was the high-water mark at his show at Red Rocks on Tuesday. The legendary New Orleans outfit would join in on Beck’s set after the encore break, filling out “Sexx Laws” and “Where It’s At” with generous horn stabs. At one point, he even found a way to turn heart-wringer “Lost Cause” into a sock-hop, swinging it mid-tempo.

Bodak yellow – Cardi B lyrics

I don’t bother with these h**s
Don’t let these h**s bother me
They see pictures, they say “Goals”
b*tch, I’m who they tryna be
Look, I might just chill in some BAPE
I might just chill with your boo
I might just feel on your babe
My pus*y feel like a lake
He wanna swim with his face
I’m like “Okay”
I’ll let him did what he want
He buy me Yves Saint Laurent
And the new whip
When I go fast as a horse
I got the trunk in the front
I’m the hottest in the street
Know you prolly heard of me
Got a bag and fixed my teeth
Hope you h**s know it ain’t cheap
And I pay my mama bills
I ain’t got no time to chill
Think these h**s be mad at me
Their baby father want a feel. If you a pus*y you get popped
You a groupie, you a opp
Bet you come around my way
You can’t hang around my block
And I just checked my accounts
Turns out, I’m rich, I’m rich, I’m rich
I put my hand above my hip
I bet you dip, he dip, she dip
I say I get the money and go
This s**t is hot like a stove
My pus*y glitter as gold
Tell that lil b*tch play her role
I just a-rove in a Rolls
I just came up in a Wraith
I need to fill up the tank
No, I need to fill up the safe
I need to let all these h**s know
That none of their niggas is safe
I go to dinner and steak
Only the real can relate
I used to live in the P’s
Now it’s a crib with a gate
Roly got charms, look like frosted flakes
I had to let these b*tches know
Just in case these h**s forgot
I just run and check the mail
Another check from Mona Scott.(bodak yellow)
Said little b*tch, you can’t f*ck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t f*ck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker b*tch
I make bloody movesss.(bodak yellow)
Cardi B lyrics
Video yellow Let’s find out and see, Cardi B
You know where I’m at
You know where I be
You in the club just to party
I’m there, I get paid a fee
I be in and out them banks so much
I know they’re tired of me
Honestly, don’t give a f*ck ’bout who ain’t fond of me
Dropped two mixtapes in six months
What b*tch working as hard as me? Now she say she gon’ do what to who? Said little b*tch, you can’t f*ck with me
If you wanted to versuri-lyrics.info
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t f*ck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker b*tch
I make bloody moves.
Lyrics Cardi B – Bodak yellow
Said little b*tch, you can’t f*ck with me
If you wanted to
These expensive, these is red bottoms
These is bloody shoes
Hit the store, I can get them both
I don’t wanna choose
And I’m quick, cut a nigga off
So don’t get comfortable
Look, I don’t dance now
I make money moves
Say I don’t gotta dance
I make money move
If I see you and I don’t speak
That means I don’t f*ck with you
I’m a boss, you a worker b*tch
I make bloody moves.(bodak yellow)

If you re hearing this – Parson James lyrics

What do we have? What do we have?(if you re hearing this) We all wanna be loved
All wanna love somebody
‘Cause if we ain’t got nobody
Then what do we have? Lyrics Parson James – If you re hearing this
We all wanna believe
Wanna believe in something
‘Cause if we believe in nothing
Then what do we have?
Parson James lyrics
Video this I’ll be waiting, be waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you, for you). If you’re hearing this, I’m at King and 5th
Eight to ten I’ll sit at this table for two
But I know one day
Clear blue skies are gray
I’ll walk in and you’ll say. What do we have? If you’re hearing this, know I’m listening
I’m still wandering down these lost avenues
But I know one day versuri-lyrics.info
Clear blue skies are gray
I’ll walk in and you’ll say. We all wanna be loved
I wanna love somebody
‘Cause if we ain’t got nobody
Then what do we have? “I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you” (You, you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you, for you). If you’re hearing this, I’m at King and 5th
Eight to ten I’ll sit at this table for two
In a Dodgers cap, drinking coffee black
Wondering where you’re at. We all wanna believe
Wanna believe in something
‘Cause if we believe in nothing
Then what do we have? [Hook: Parson James, Betty Who & Both]
“I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you”
(For you, for you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you
(For you, for you, for you)
I’ve been waiting, been waiting for you, for youuu. What do we have?

Groupie love – Lana del Rey feat. Asap Rocky lyrics

Lyrics Lana del Rey – Groupie love
You’re in the bar
Playing guitar
I’m trying not to let the crowd next to me
It’s so hard sometimes with the star
When you have to share him
With everybody.(groupie love)
You’re in the club
Living it up
I’m trying not to let the crowd notice me
It’s so sweet versuri-lyrics.info
Swingin’ to the beat
When I know, that you’re doing it all for me
And every time you look up
I know, what you’re thinking of
I know, what you’re thinking of. Time after time
Writing my lines
Having my baby there next to me
It’s so sweet
Pouring you a drink
And pretending that nothing
Means anything. You want my
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee. You want my
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee
Groupie loveee. Lana Del Rey lyrics
Video love This is my life
You by my side.

Pe tine contam – Puisor de la Medias versuri

Eu am fost credul
Si am pierdut destul.(pe tine contam) Versuri Puisor de la Medias – Pe tine contam
Cine n-a iubit,
N-a pierdut nimic.
Versuri-lyrics.info
As vrea durerea sa dispara. Pentru tine si muntii-i mutam. Pe tine contaaam, pe tine contaaam. (x2)
Cine a tradat,
Cine-i vinovat. (x4)
Versuri Puisor de la Medias
Video contam Eu o iubeam cu foc
Dar nu am avut noroc. Pe tine contam, pe tine contaaam. As vrea durerea sa dispara. Si timpul zboara dar ma omoara. I-as fi dat si viata mea
Dar ea nu vedea deloc. Cate intrebari ti-am pus
La niciuna n-ai raspuns. Si timpul zboara dar ma omoara. Mi-ai luat chiar si ultimul gram
Din tot ce aveam, din tot ce aveammm. Pentru tine si muntii-i mutam. Mi-ai luat chiar si ultimul gram
Din tot ce aveam, din tot ce aveam. Cine n-a iubit
Si cine a mintit. De ce tu te-ai jucat
De ce tu m-ai uitat.

Achteruit – Ronnie Flex songtekst

Ik ken je lichaam, je tempel
Meisje kom jij weet het tempo
Ik ken je parfum en shampoo
Ik weet hoe laat jij je afdroogt
Ja als het moet ben ik dakloos
Ja ik ben perfect voor jou
Dit is niet net is allang zo
Dit is die s**t die niet afloopt. Wanneer je ‘t workt voor me, achteruiiit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruiiit, weg van me
Work voor me, achteruiiit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruiiit, yeah yeahhh. Zolang ik nog zuurstof heb ben ik liever in de buurt van jou
En het maakt niet uit wat niemand zegt
Want ik ga door het vuur voor jou
Elke keer als ik je sms, dan typ ik dat bericht twee keer
Nee, nee ik zeg niks verkeerds
Pas op voor je kleren want. Je nagellak is nog vers (yeah)
Oh je haar zit vast en het werkt
Je bent niet van hier, je komt van ver
Je bent een superster, een pornoster. Ik weet dat ja alles kan zijn
Je bent een princes geboren in de achterstandswijk
Je kan lachen om mij en zakken voor mij
Daarom dat ik never ever ergens anders wil zijn
Ik stuur je naar de winkels dat is alles op mij
Coco, Cartier alles op mij versuri-lyrics.info
Wanneer me show klaar is en ze klappen voor mij
Dan wacht je op mij, girl. Je bent een beest
Ik zie je steeds
Ze willen jou
Jij doet niet mee
Soms slecht gekleed
Ik vind je cool
Oh ja ik voel je
Ok dit is dat ding
Lieve schat het zit zo
Ik heb een hele tijd last
Omdat ik in jou geloof
Nu heb je me in een hypnose
Op en neer als een jojo
We schoppen het als in de dojo
Voordat je begint yuh haffi know. Wanneer je ‘t workt voor me, achteriiuit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruit
Work voor me, achteruiiit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruiiit, yeah yeahhh. Ronnie Flex lyrics
Video Ronnie Flex Wanneer je ‘t workt voor me, achteruit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruit
Work voor me, achteruit, beep beep, yeah yeah
Weg van me, achteruit.
Songtekst Ronnie Flex – Achteruit
Ja je nagellak is nog vers
Oh je haar zit vast en het werkt
Je bent niet van hier, je komt van ver
Je bent een superster, een p*rnoster.(achteruit)

Sevyn Streeter – Anything You Want (feat. Wiz Khalifa, Jeremih & Ty Dolla $ign)

Swear them other hoes, girl, you got the green light
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Let’s go have a good time
Oh, anything that you want me to do

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Girl, you the one, hope you notice it
Look, little baby, won’t you be mine?
Do my thing and you don’t trip
So you know that
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Skrr, skrr, pull up like, "Yeah"
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
And when it come to the game, I’m the dopest
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Laying with you under palm trees
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do

So fine, could you be mine?

Take it off, girl, you know I’m tryna taste it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
[Outro: Sevyn Streeter]
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
Roll a plane, hold me down
Back up, girl, slow whine
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Hit the mall girl, go and get Chanel
Baby, just lay right here

Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
I’mma take you to Ibiza, run a Visa

Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
We gon’ hit the bed in due time
To do, to do
On point, keep me so focused
If I wasn’t tryna hit it, girl, I’d be lying
Anything you want
I might just call and let you put in work, yeah
So fine, could you be mine?
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it

Lay you on the bed while I sip the Bombay
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Ay, private jet, I swear
[Verse 2: Jeremih]
This ain’t a Bow Wow challenge, I swear

Speed dial, got the green light for you

You the type that I could grow with
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
To the realest that I’ve seen in a while
Dark shades with my shirt open
Tattoos with the green eyes
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Oh, anything that you want me to do, to do
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Anything you want me to, you know I’ll do it
Ain’t tryna rush, but you may be the closest
Private suite reservations for two

Samantha Harvey – Forgive Forget

No, I’ll never forget
But my shoulders they can’t hold you

I will forgive (I will forgive)
But I’ll never forget (never forget)
I will forgive (I will forgive)
So I’ll forgive
But I’ll never forget it (never forget)
You blame me for your mistakes
Your hypocritical heart, always changing what the truth is
But I know that’s never how it goes

You’re so damn cruel
[Bridge]
You’re so damn cruel
Pushing all your weight on me
But I’ll never forget (I’ll never forget)
I will forgive (I will forgive)
But I’ll never forget (I’ll never forget)
Well it’s you that’s got the growing up to do
You had made me stronger
And return it, you deserve it
But I’ll never forget (never forget)

I will forgive (I will forgive)
[Verse 2]

I will forgive (I will forgive)
No, I’ll never forget
I said that I’m over, it still hurts like ooh, ooh
But I’ll never forget it (never forget)
I said that I’m over, it still hurts like ooh, ooh
But I’ll never forget (never forget)
I will forgive (I will forgive)

All these memories are so bitter
But I’d never take that road, I’m above all that
So I could erase them
You’re so damn cruel
But I’ll never forget it (never forget)
So you feel better, do you feel better?
You deserve it, to be hurting
I said that I’m over, it still hurts like ooh, ooh
[Verse 1]
No, I’ll never forget

Wish your words were on paper
[Chours]
[Chorus]
[Post-Chorus]
But I’ll never forget
I’ll never stoop so low, I’m above all that
[Chorus]
But I’ll never forget (I’ll never forget)
So I’ll keep walking
I will forgive (I will forgive)
I’ll take the high road
I love to pull the knife right out of my back
I will forgive (I will forgive)

How dare you call me immature
I will forgive (I will forgive)
I’d love to stab the knife right in your back

Vic Mensa – OMG (feat. Pusha T)

(Oh my goodness)

We threw up the pyramids, now they say we Illuminati
(Oh my goodness)
Fuck the law
Smilin’, with 50 karats in my jaw

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Bitch, I’m the ticket, you just hit the lotto
No blood diamonds, I rock gold like a king
Must’ve done something with the roof
Pullin up with the coupe
I would take notes if I were you
So we know true north
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
(Oh my goodness)
[Chorus: Pharrell]
(Oh my goodness)
(Oh my goodness)
You rappers is false flagging, you a fashion blood
I’m still in the hood, tell Zimmerman "Shoot"
(Oh my goodness)
Smilin’, with 50 karats in my jaw

We higher than a bitch, my bitch Himalayan
With some hood niggas that’s ready to bang with the Klan
I would take notes if I were you
Nigga, love crime
I would take notes if I were you
It’s a shame they let us jump out of Bentleys with dirty Vans
Free Vic Mensa Amistad chain swanging
My sheep will keep jumping the fence until you’re snoring
(Oh my goodness)
Fox fur Cavalli, fuck Bill O’Reilly
(Oh my goodness)
Must’ve done something with the roof
Fresh out the cell to the booth, drop the Dylan Roof
(Oh my goodness)
What you know about gangbanging? What’s brackin’ cuz?

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Fuck the law
You ain’t got chips, fuck the world
Face to a table full of blow
(Oh my goodness)
(Oh my goodness)
Fuck you think? I’ma be some type of role model?
‘Til the world is mine like Illmatic and Lauryn
Nigga, love crime
(Oh my goodness)
So we know true north
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
Smilin’, with 50 karats in my jaw
So we know true north
It’s a shame nigga, rhyme
Hit the stage for 15 minutes, get 30 bands
Fuck the law

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Fuck the law
Except I signed to the Roc ’cause I’m timeless
(Oh my goodness)
I’m Balmaing without paying, y’all playing
It’s a shame nigga, rhyme
Young Vic, the diamond’s finest
Top off the Masi, my behavior is mindless
Hold my nuts with an OJ glove, fuck the judge
(Oh my goodness)
I go full throttle desperado, that’s the motto
It’s a shame nigga, rhyme
Pullin up with the coupe
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
Must’ve done something with the roof
French kissing bitches in Paris, clubbing like a caveman
Every other night, I’m outside with the nine
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
Nigga, love crime
Selling love potion my whole rap career
Written on the globe
So we know true north
(Oh my goodness)
(Oh my goodness)
Street poetry, I’m on Wale Folarin
Swiss bank counting clean money with dirty hands
Since I came in this shit, made my name a name brand
Pullin up with the coupe
This that crack music, nigga, you can blame Reagan
Sounds harsh but they been ripped apart my world
(Oh my goodness)
I would take notes if I were you
Fresh powder skiing in the snow
Smilin’, with 50 karats in my jaw
Vic in Chicago, it’s Hugh Heff at the grotto
Got the right numbers on a kilo
(Oh my goodness)
Pullin up with the coupe
We could go foreign for foreign until it’s boring
We been toting (yeah) Them guns that you wave on the camera?
Type of rappers we know
Nigga, love crime
(Oh my goodness)
It’s a shame nigga, rhyme
Why Bari leave your head rangin’? What’s VLONE thug?

No lives matter, blam
(Oh my goodness)
You got chips, you could fuck the next man’s girl
[Chorus: Pharrell]
(Oh my goodness)

This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
Jewelry so cold, made ’em blow the nose off the Sphinx
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
(Oh my goodness)
Old kids, nigga, we major, you minors
Burn the carter down like I’m Nino
I shine like Puff signed Shyne
Drinking a horchata with an Alicia Machado
Suicide Gallardo, that’s the sacrificial lamb
So your streams and downloads could never match the kid’s
[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
The weight kiss told us should never be misquoted (no)
Brazilian model, she mean mugging like Frida Kahlo
(Oh my goodness)
I’m killa season Cam
Must’ve done something with the roof
(Oh my goodness)

Tyler The Creator – Boredom

(Damn, gotta get outta here)

Boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom
Need someone we can loiter in parking lots

Find some time to do something
Find some time
[Hook: Rex Orange County]
What the fuck is the problem? Is it me?
Find some time
Cause boredom got a new best friend
Out the window (go, go, go)
My friends suck, fuck ’em, I’m over ’em
[Outro]
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]

Time, time, time, time
Find some time
When you’re having fun (fun)

Ask my stomach, he ain’t saw ’em
Find some time
[Hook: Rex Orange County and Tyler, the Creator]
Boredom, boredom, boredom, boredom
"Ride’s over, we got some tickets to see s-"
Find some time to do something
I’ve been in this fuckin’ room so long
But nowhere for performance
I don’t know anyone
And sunsets at the border, yeah
My eyeballs are turning to dry wall

Find some time to do something

Find some time to do something
Find some time
[Hook: Rex Orange County]
(Morning, morning, morning, morning)
Time, time, time
I need some food, I could order

I been starting to feel like
Gotta find some time, find some time
But I hate eating solo
Boredom got a new best friend
So now I’m staring at my ceiling fuckin’ going
Boredom got a new best friend
[Bridge: Tyler, the Creator]
"Hi y’all, y’all ain’t hit me all day
Tick tock
Cause boredom got a new best friend
If we’re talking about real meals
Gotta find some time, find some time
Find some time
Cause I haven’t seen the exit of these walls since before this morning
[Interlude: Tyler, the Creator]
Find some time
[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Got some calls I can handle
Boredom got a new best friend
Gonna find some, find some time
My stomach angry and yelling’

Cellular not amusing and I hope someone will
Find some time
Find some time to do something
Like I don’t know where I’m going
Find some time
Time, time, time, time
Find some time, find some time

(Find some time, oh)
No idea where I’m going
(Oh)
Ringy dingy dong, I can’t be e-lone
(Oh)
Find some time to do something
(Boredom, boredom, best friend)
‘Cause boredom got a new best friend (oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 1: Rex Orange County]
When you’re having fun (time flies)
[Shane Powers]
Time, time, time, time
Gonna find some, find some time
Find some time
Find some time to do something
Find some time to do something
I ate ’em all, dry boxes, bodies, yeah I caught ’em
[Intro: Rex Orange County]
Bored and getting desperate as hell
Boy, my bedroom floor is a cereal burial, I’m serious

[Hook: Rex Orange County]
(Hey, can y’all help me right quick?)

‘Cause I’m not solved, I’m… bored."
Gotta find some time, find some time

Find some time to do something
Find some time
Find some time to do something
Message me with some plans that are amusing as well
Gonna find some, find some time