Daily Archives: August 26, 2017

Chris Brown – Pills & Automobiles (feat. Yo Gotti, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Kodak Black)

Now you glamorous​​, I’m out your element

Wet, wet, wet, wet (I-I-I, I am)
Wet, wet, wet, wet

I know she playin’ both sides, that bitch tellin’ lies
Wet, wet, wet, wet

I was gonna put you on, I was gonna put you on
Bitch, I’m feelin’ like a boss, spit on it and lick it off (ayy, yeah)
Matchin’ Wraith with the stars, baby
But my dick give her a high, she down for the ride
I’m a gangsta I can make a wet, wet turn into a pool (splash)
If you ever wanna fuck, can I be the one you call?
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
She asked me what we are, we just cordial
If you wanna be a star, I can tell you what it cost
I’ma call you back, I’m with my niggas shootin’ c-low
[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)
10 bad bitches on my side, make ’em all my wife
Ass fat it can’t even fit in them jeans, baby
Yup, I got the pussy first and then I ignored you
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
I’m a King baby
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Bitch, you outta line, why you waste my time?
You from the hood but you a Queen baby
Wet, wet, wet, wet (yeah)

Wet, wet, oh baby
Whole lot of Saint Laurent, can’t remember what it cost (ayy, yeah)
I’m a street nigga, I’m supposed to really be behind bars, baby
And I know that you know what you’re doing
I just wanna show you off, I don’t wanna do you wrong
Wet, wet, oh baby

Wet, wet, wet, wet
Ow
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
She help me count the money in the trap then she go back to school (school, school, school)
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby
If a nigga ever play with bae, shit it’s breaking news (pow)
Smokin’ on the finest ganja, she like China white
I can change your whole wave, now you wavey

You keep hangin’ ’round me, baby, you’ll start talkin’ like me
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)

I can change your whole sauce, you a lil’ mo’ spicy (yeah)
[Bridge: Chris Brown]
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby
Wet, wet, wet, wet
[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]

Ba-ba-baby
Wet, wet, wet, wet

[Post-Chorus: Chris Brown]

Wet, wet, oh baby

Wet, wet, wet, wet (ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
I know I can break you off, come here lemme break you off
Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the flyest of ’em all?
She wanna go way up, okay baby, if you used to it
Them hatin’ bitches kill the vibe, fuck it, live your life
Ba-ba-baby
She got 50 pointers on her neck, Pateks that’s matchin’ jewels
Got my own lingo, I can change your whole lil’ ego
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
You fucked another nigga, you ain’t loyal
Wet, wet, oh baby
No more Macy jewelry, baby, now you drippin’ icy (ayy)
Wet, wet, wet, wet (wet, yeah, wet)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Wet, wet, wet, wet
I get money when I want, I can fuck her if I want
I was gonna change your life, girl but I don’t wanna break your heart
[Chorus: Chris Brown & Yo Gotti]
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
[Intro: Chris Brown]
I’m too reckless for you, girl, it’s evident

Bad bitches in Hawaii, umbrella with ice
Wet, wet, wet, wet
Now you dealin’ with a boss, I might treat you rightly (nah)
I be swimmin’ in the money, baby, whish torpedo
[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
[Chorus: Chris Brown]

And I know that you a grown woman
Really wanna be faithful but this shit hard, baby
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)

You know we can run it up, tell me what you really want
I might change my old ways for you, baby
Poppin’ all these pills she said she used to it
Ba-ba-baby

Wet, wet, oh baby (wet, wet, wet)
I ain’t like these rapper niggas, they is not my stylo
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)
Just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby), oh baby
Baby, you can take it off, I’m that nigga with the sauce (ayy, yeah)
I’m tryna smoke, tryna get high, see it in my eyes
I told you bring a friend, this shit gettin’ borin’
I’m just tryna change your life (ba-ba-baby)

DJ Kay Slay – Wild One (feat. Rick Ross, 2 Chainz & Meet Sims)

Fast cars, status in the game
I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground
Got my hand on her ass, Givenchy’s on the gas
Phone ringin’, put ’em on hold
You would think I’m talking [?]
She swallowed me on the first, still a hundred a verse
Run upon me when you think I am slipping
A lot of men to recover, a lot of money to gain
[?] shells in the heat cause my last season was [?]
[Chorus: MeetSims]
These sticks, these stones be with my bones
These sticks, these stones [?] with my bones

In my Yeezy Adidas and I’m still running from fame
Lessons learned in life, nigga you give or you take
I got things bling and this flavor, got this shit looking like Vegas
Multi-platinum, think I’m going gold
G Shock watch tell the time
I had sex with a twin, had the other one crying
These sticks, these stones [?] with my bones

I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers
Big bitch always giving mention
Told my bitch "I got your back," tat my name on her spine
I don’t give a fuck How you feel?

[?]
I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers

If I roll my own joints, then I’m not gon’ pass
I’m getting more paper, I need to get me more haters
Deal with shit that you’ll never know
[?] to turn your back on me
These blocks over here is mine
Double M in this bitch, like Troy Ave I’ma bang
1-50 in reverse and I know not to crash
How you gonna hate on me?
Grinding, tryna keep it in road
How you gonna hate on me?
Big shit gripper, I ain’t timid
Our time is divine, I recline or retire
Love to tell a bitch nigga no
Got a reputation with the name
I’m captivatin’ the bitches, gold flow in my veins
I just had to laugh
How you gonna hate on me?
I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground
Crap in the barrel ass nigga
Fucking with a wild, wild one
I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers
Get out of the way, bitches say I changed
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Fucking with a wild, wild one
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
[?] to turn your back on me

Go to war for dinero, you better get on my level
Pussy nigga get it out the mud
Rappers lame, niggas want the fame
[Verse 3: Kevin Gates]
I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground
Got semis in the dash, I got a van full of ballers like a soccer dad
I swear I’ll burn this motherfucker to the ground
Double park my Carrera, ever step, that’s an error
Grab at ya while you tryna climb
I ain’t tired of the grind, I’m just tired of you lying
How you gonna hate on me?
Pat Riley of rap, all my niggas got rings
Love the Range, that’ll probly change

I did it for the streets with my mama in mind
[Chorus: MeetSims]
Or at least a Ferrari, they need police on the scene
By the rules, sticking to the code
These sticks, these stones [?] with my bones
Fucking with a wild, wild one
I gave my life, my heart, my soul to you motherfuckers
[?] to turn your back on me

[Chorus: MeetSims]
Passed the lane, I just want the change
Feel a way to get it off your chest

He lost his crib to the bank, while I’m swimming in dank
[?] to turn your back on me
[Chorus: MeetSims]
Fucking with a wild, wild one

Migos – Too Hotty

She was too sloppy, I had to roll the dice
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)

Maintain, gotta keep a hundred comin’
Put that bitch on a Addel’ (Adderall)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
[Verse 1: Offset]
Lamborghini, loud pipes (Lamborghini)
Droppin’ a deuce in the Pure Leaf tea
[Intro: Offset]
Scotty 2 Hotty
Father God, Father God

Pound a cookie in the backstage of Jimmy Fallon
Niggas ’round you be a towel boy
Drinkin’ to help the insomnia (drink)
I’m gettin’ this money, I’m gettin’ paid (racks)
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
They think I’m ‘lluminati ’cause of my profits
Scotty 2 Hotty
Migos but move like the mafia
Fame blowin’ all you niggas money
Scotty 2 Hotty
I had no choice to get up and go get it, but I heard that you had it optional (you did)
If it ain’t ’bout money, can’t talk to you (talk to you)
Can’t see it, you need some binoculars (blind)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
On the back of the banshee no panties
Get right wit cha’, Saint Laurent boots on Gucci saddles
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Scotty 2 Hotty, that’s Scotty 2 Hotty
My niggas ’round me, they some cowboys
Scotty 2 Hotty
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
Pull up in Poltergeist (skrr)
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
I told ’em at school, I was too popular (popular)
We been through so many obstacles (obstacles)
Scotty 2 Hotty
I just wanna live life (life)

Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
That’s their only option (option)
I’m ’bout to go drop on some jewelry
Do not play with the K
[Verse 2: Quavo]
She just layin’ on the land, Lord
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
I poured a fo’, feelin’ nausea (Actavis)
Scotty 2 Hotty
I was born to be what I’m goin’ to be
Pull up in the Poltergeist (skrr)
Scotty 2 Hotty
I’ll bite a nigga whole style boy
They takin’ the flow and ain’t givin’ us credit so I don’t have nothin’ to offer you

You was a bitch and your crews are dykes
Copy the flow, give it now boy!
I’ma tell you lil’ niggas somethin’
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
She spoiled, she spoiled, she spoiled, she spoiled on the pole, yeah I paid her toll
Bought a mansion, the pool got expanded
Treat that bitch like a baby (whoo)
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
You can tell, but don’t tattle (don’t tell, no snitchin’)

I ain’t goin’ out sad for her
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Smokin’ OG in a Fronto leaf
I bet she fuckin’ for some cash boy
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
She fuck on a nigga, I fuck her face
Water, faucet, drippin’ on my body (drip)
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Scotty 2 Hotty
‘Cause they not gon’ rob me (Nope!)
Ain’t no pain like the name with no money
All these niggas, they be payin’ for her
One in the chamber, they pocket watchin’, hit him right in his noggin, he droppin’ (noggin)
Bitch, you ain’t do it right (bitch)

I just bought a mansion
(Take-Takeoff)
She don’t gotta know I gotta landlord
500 thousand cash backstage at Ellen wildin’
Young nigga, got two bodies (bodies)
I pull up and hop in the dirty Wraith (Ghost)
She crankin’ a worm on the pole
Heard it was poppin’ and stuffin’ their pocket with cottage and dressin’ all stylists (stylists)
Scotty 2 Hotty
I give her a rattle
Raindrops on me like a storm on me (raindrops)
Quavo!

He look at my charm but I’m on to he
The teacher said it was impossible (impossible)
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Where my money lil nigga, demand it
Spent 10K in Follies, niggas hatin’ watchin’ (Who?)

Whoop, yeah
Scotty 2 Hotty
You had a nigga that’s poppin’ bitch you got nothin’
Scotty 2 Hotty

Pop a perky, that’s a Altoid
Throw these bitches off the backboard
The devil keep tryna come conquer me
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
Hundred thousand on me, yikes (yikes)
Shawty was suckin’ too sloppy
I don’t got time for no foolery
Met Gala, dab capital, abracadabra
Learned my lesson with the last whore
Scotty 2 Hotty, she fucked everybody, can’t wife the lil’ bitch, she a thotty (thotty)
We been sellin’ out them arenas but since we went platinum look at the audience (audience)
Travellin’ across the country
But now this shit lookin’ real obvious (obvious)
Remember all the trial nights (trial)
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
They know we been a trendin’ topic (know that)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
Choppers and shottys
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
I been gettin’ money, say you get who a night
Put that money on your coofie like dandruff
Coupe make a bitch get a Kreuger fright
Scotty 2 Hotty
Ain’t no OG for the knowledge, no benjis for Wallace he pull up big body

Mastodon – Steambreather

And forgive the enemy

Helping you find the golden crown

I’m afraid of myself
Climbing inside the cosmic eye
Reflections offer nothing
At the bottom of the mountain
Made it easier to stay
I wonder where I stand
I’m afraid of myself
Let the tree fall on the plain
Watching you crumble to the ground
Unaware of my surroundings
Made me want to run away

I wonder who I am
Violence born within my mind
I wonder who I am
Reflections offer nothing
Reflections offer nothing
An array to give us life
You know I see you all in white
Running outside the Nazca Lines
I’m afraid of myself
I know it always takes its time
Hoping you’ll grow the fruitful vines
Separation from my spirit
I wonder where I stand
I wonder where I stand
I wonder who I am

Quality Control – Too Hotty (feat. Quavo, Offset & Takeoff)

I’m gettin’ this money, I’m gettin’ paid (racks)
I’ll bite a nigga whole style boy
Scotty 2 Hotty
The teacher said it was impossible (impossible)
Remember all the trial nights (trial)
The devil keep tryna come conquer me
Droppin’ a deuce in the Pure Leaf tea
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
Scotty 2 Hotty
Pull up in the Poltergeist (skrr)
Migos but move like the mafia
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Scotty 2 Hotty
You had a nigga that’s poppin’ bitch you got nothin’
I told ’em at school, I was too popular (popular)

Met Gala, dab capital, abracadabra
You was a bitch and your crews are dykes
We been sellin’ out them arenas but since we went platinum look at the audience (audience)

They know we been a trendin’ topic (know that)
I ain’t goin’ out sad for her
Pop a perky, that’s a Altoid
She just layin’ on the land, Lord
Scotty 2 Hotty

Smokin’ OG in a Fronto leaf
I give her a rattle
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
He look at my charm but I’m on to he
(Take-Takeoff)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
Pull up in Poltergeist (skrr)
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)

She crankin’ a worm on the pole
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
I been gettin’ money, say you get who a night
She don’t gotta know I gotta landlord
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
Scotty 2 Hotty
I just bought a mansion
Can’t see it, you need some binoculars (blind)
Choppers and shottys
I poured a fo’, feelin’ nausea (Actavis)
I had no choice to get up and go get it, but I heard that you had it optional (you did)
Scotty 2 Hotty
Do not play with the K
Copy the flow, give it now boy!
Scotty 2 Hotty
Learned my lesson with the last whore
Young nigga, got two bodies (bodies)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
Whoop, yeah
They takin’ the flow and ain’t givin’ us credit so I don’t have nothin’ to offer you
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
I bet she fuckin’ for some cash boy
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]

[Intro: Offset]
One in the chamber, they pocket watchin’, hit him right in his noggin, he droppin’ (noggin)
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
I pull up and hop in the dirty Wraith (Ghost)
Coupe make a bitch get a Kreuger fright
Put that bitch on a Addel’ (Adderall)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Scotty 2 Hotty
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
We been through so many obstacles (obstacles)
She fuck on a nigga, I fuck her face

Treat that bitch like a baby (whoo)
Pound a cookie in the backstage of Jimmy Fallon
Scotty 2 Hotty
That’s their only option (option)
Get right wit cha’, Saint Laurent boots on Gucci saddles
I’ma tell you lil’ niggas somethin’
Shawty’s somebody, lil’ nigga done caught a lil body, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
I was born to be what I’m goin’ to be
You can tell, but don’t tattle (don’t tell, no snitchin’)
Where my money lil nigga, demand it
On the back of the banshee no panties
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
Scotty 2 Hotty, she fucked everybody, can’t wife the lil’ bitch, she a thotty (thotty)
All these niggas, they be payin’ for her
[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Scotty 2 Hotty
But now this shit lookin’ real obvious (obvious)
Shawty was suckin’ too sloppy
Maintain, gotta keep a hundred comin’
She was too sloppy, I had to roll the dice
If it ain’t ’bout money, can’t talk to you (talk to you)
I don’t got time for no foolery
Throw these bitches off the backboard
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Scotty 2 Hotty
Fame blowin’ all you niggas money
Father God, Father God
Hundred thousand on me, yikes (yikes)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Done put the lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Put that lil’ bitch on some molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it (bow bow)
They think I’m ‘lluminati ’cause of my profits
My niggas ’round me, they some cowboys
Scotty 2 Hotty, that’s Scotty 2 Hotty
Drinkin’ to help the insomnia (drink)
‘Cause they not gon’ rob me (Nope!)
[Chorus: Offset & Quavo]
Travellin’ across the country
Water, faucet, drippin’ on my body (drip)

Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ call them about it, don’t know nun’ about it
I’m ’bout to go drop on some jewelry
Heard it was poppin’ and stuffin’ their pocket with cottage and dressin’ all stylists (stylists)
Ain’t no pain like the name with no money
Niggas ’round you be a towel boy
Raindrops on me like a storm on me (raindrops)
I just wanna live life (life)
Put that lil’ bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (Scotty 2 Scotty)
Put that money on your coofie like dandruff
500 thousand cash backstage at Ellen wildin’
Lamborghini, loud pipes (Lamborghini)
Scotty 2 Hotty
Spent 10K in Follies, niggas hatin’ watchin’ (Who?)
She spoiled, she spoiled, she spoiled, she spoiled on the pole, yeah I paid her toll
Shotty’s on shotty, lil’ niggas gon’ caught two bodies, don’t know nun’ about it (about it)
Bought a mansion, the pool got expanded
[Verse 1: Offset]
Ain’t no OG for the knowledge, no benjis for Wallace he pull up big body
Bitch, you ain’t do it right (bitch)
Quavo!

Q Money – Work

I know some average sis, I know some porn stars
Quarter mill for my big chains, hey papi I need a hundred things
That nina, that.40, that AK I pop that
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8

That Louis, that Gucci that flossy I rock that
You know I overgrind bitch now I’m 20 worth (milli)
Knowing I’m a make ’em when I was way back griding, coke boy

Bitch I let my money work, I’m blowing thousands
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Underground we spend that, little bars I in that
The police, the F boys, the DEA can’t stop that
Bitch I let my money work in California
Higher than a motherfucker feel turbulence
A hundred homie? Nigga you heard me a hundred things
Bitch I’m with the mexicans, in Arizona
I let my money twerk, twerk let the bitches smurk, smurk
Girl I let my money work, work let my money work x8
[Verse 1 – Uncle Murda:]
Talking 40 shard kit for the break
Bitch I’m sitting at the light in some big shit

Bitch I’m talking pure white for every thousand grands
[Hook: Rick Ross]
That new girl with epic insomnia I got that
I’m putting overtime bitch I let my money work
I own some bentley sis, I got some sports car
Town over tell me to tell Ross I got that
Hottest niggas we been that, fast cars we in that
Stand up with the work, count on money all in one motion
[Verse 2 – French Montana:]
Me and Murda on the back block swerving
Bitch I’m talking white girls on the Peter Pan
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Still riding dirty hanging on the stake
Let the dogs go, let them drivers skurve
Correct to try to save me, won’t see me on a warning poster
I got that, nigga you heard me I got that

Talking big shit, listening to big shit
Bitch I got my whole crew out of public housing
I’m talking same damn time

Kali Uchis – Nuestro Planeta (feat. Reykon)

Se me daña la cabeza
Que tus amigas no se metan
Yo conozco en realidad quién eres
Yo soy Reykon, el líder
[Puente: Kali Uchis]
Sólo tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)
Sólo tú y yo, no digas que no
Lo sé, todavía me quieres

Te veo diferente
[Verso 3: Reykon]
Pero voy buscando tu mirada
Sólo tú y yo
Teniéndote cerca
Jurabas amarme de por vida
No ves, te estás engañando
Sólo tú y yo, sólo tú y yo
Los secretos de mi mundo
[Coro 2: Kali Uchis]
Después que te mostré
Sólo tú y yo
Sólo somos tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)
Ahora tengo la certeza
Me acerco, todo me tiembla
Sólo tú y yo, sólo tú y yo

[Coro 1: Kali Uchis]

Sólo tú y yo
Que seamos sólo tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)
[Verso 1: Kali Uchis]
Era yo a la que tanto querías

Que no se me han quitado las ganas
No fue así, dime si no fue así
Amigos que no conozco
Sólo tú y yo, no digas que no
Baby vamos a poner los puntos claros
Andando con otra gente
Dices que me notas raro y no es así
Sólo tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)
[Outro]
Hola, ¿me recuerdas?
Sólo tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)
Y tus ojos, baby, no me dicen nada
Y que a todas se lo hundo
Dime por qué has cambiado tanto
[Verso 2: Kali Uchis]

Tal vez así lo podamo’ hacer
Ahora pareces otro
Dame esta noche entera
Despertar contigo en las mañanas
Me hiciste fama de perro
Yo soy Reykon, el líder
Imagínate que estamos en otro planeta
Sólo tú y yo (aquí en nuestro planeta, aquí en nuestro planeta)

Dime, si podemos pretender que
Con Kali Uchis
Hola, ¿Me recuerdas?

G Herbo – Everything

Herbo, what you do for fun, bitch, everything
Yuh, everything
Herbo, what you do for fun, bitch, everything
Swervo saucy, everything got double G’s, don’t it
You can’t be my lady, sneaky bitch, I saw everything
Told that bitch take off everything, I ain’t even close
Fuck her once, I gotta leave
Hit the scene, so fresh, so motherfuckin’ clean
Hating ass nigga, you want everything on me
Heroin, we crushing Tylenol, everything

My new whip, that bitch, it came with everything
[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Seen dead bodies, everything, so I drove the Ghost
Italian beef with everything, extra cheese on it
My old gun, that shit was dirty, but I kept it clean
Herbo, what you do for fun, bitch, everything
Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, bitch, everything
Niggas lie ’bout everything, put it on they homies

Chop it, whole thing from the Medellín
If you die what you gone leave your mom, bitch, everything
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
I done fired everything, .40’s blow the most
[Chorus: G Herbo]
Swag, swag, swag, that’s my disease
Took everything in me not to close your fuckin’ door
Barney’s on me, everything, everything boss
What kind of drugs you wanna run, bitch, everything
I been fucking on your bitch since I was 17
And my car so fast, it’s leaving everything
Even though my Glock hold 30, this a 17
I done iced out everything, them VV’S on it
I love you so momma, and thank you for everything
[Chorus: G Herbo]
Whipping up that dope, yeah, that’s that heavy cream

[Chorus: G Herbo]
Weed, soft, everything
I’ma turn that boy into a heavy stain
Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, bitch, everything
Mask off, remember me
I done tried everything, except coke and dope
My Uncle a gangster, I’m the one he taught everything

What kind of drugs you wanna run, bitch, everything
If you die what you gone leave your mom, bitch, everything
Everything exhaust
In the hood I’m selling molly, raw, everything
I ball like an athlete
Everything on you phony
Extra button, on the back, ’cause my uzi a lemon squeeze
What kind of drugs you wanna run, bitch, everything
If you die what you gone leave your mom, bitch, everything
Using guns, ecstasy, I’m off extra lean
Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
Plug just like Tom Brady, boy, I caught everything
And you know momma, I was doing everything
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Smoking dope, I’m Japanese
Fucked her in the master suite
Herbo, what you gone do with that gun, bitch, everything
Hit the mall, 50 G’s, and I ball, everything

J Alvarez – 6 De La Morning (Lyric Video)

Respirando mi nombre

Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)

Que te quedes mirándome
Yo quisiera
Quédate con los tacos puestos
Mi flow a ella la pone grave
Pa’ que se tire pa’ atrás
Voy a darle la llave del cuarto
Sedúceme a tu manera
Del apartment del alto
Tú quieres más
Fijamente diciendo que
Por oír mi nombre en tu boca

Fácil
Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más
Anda dime lo que tú quieras

It’s a pleasure
Descansando en paz
Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más
Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más
Diciendo mi nombre
Lo que soy capaz
Te dejo aquí tirada en la cama
Oh yeah
Yo lo sé que tu amiga lo sabe
Tú no sabes lo que te espera
Y a las 6 de la morning
DNote is on the beat
Perdiéndose en el olvido
Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)
(Woh oh)
Dímelo Koby
La Fama Que Camina baby
Llegando en la nave

Y a las 6 de la morning
Aruñandome la espalda y susurrándome que soy su hombre
Que te quedes aquí conmigo

DNote is on the beat
Vas a respirar mi nombre (Eh…)

Tú vas a ver mamá
Vas a respirar mi nombre (Eh…)
DNote
Oh yeah
La Fama Que Camina
Tú vas a ver mamá
Te dejo aquí tirada en la cama

Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)
Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más
Lo que soy capaz
Solo dame lo que te pido
(Woh oh)
Respirando mi nombre

Vas a respirar mi nombre (Eh…)
En verdad tú eres supercruel
Cuando baby tú me dices right there
Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más

Sabiendo que de mí tú quieres más
Diciendo mi nombre
Dale baby subete aquí
De la otra parte del mundo

Y a las 6 de la morning
Respirando mi nombre (Mi nombre)
Eliot Feliciano, El Mago De Oz
Cuando me ve con la puerta arriba

Mikey Tone

Aruñandome la espalda y susurrándome que soy su hombre
La Sociedad De Los DJs baby
Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)
Lo que soy capaz
You know

Descansando en paz

The Beatllionare

Y disfrute del acto
Agarrando la almohada y suavemente respirando mi nombre

Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)
Directamente (Y a las 6 de la morning)
Que lo mejor esta por venir
Descansando en paz
Y a las 6 de la morning (6 de la morning)
Que te gusta como es
JX
Agarrando la almohada y suavemente respirando mi nombre
En la cama te baby hago lo que sea
Uff
(Woh oh)
Yo quisiera
Que este loco por ti hace lo que sea

De seguro que cuando lo sientas
Respirando mi nombre (Mi nombre)
Tú vas a ver mamá
Descansando en paz
No te vas a querer salir
Cuando quieres que te de la noche entera

J Alvarez El Dueño Del Sistema

38 Special – Rock & Roll Strategy

Or you walk on the left
Turn up the radio roll the windows down
They say you’re much too radical to make any sense
It ain’t no science but it gets me around
Got enough trouble just making it day to day
It ain’t no science but it gets me by
If you walk down the middle people criticize you for
It ain’t no science but it gets me around
Might as well be yourself
It’s just a rock ‘n roll strategy
Can’t win for losin’
And when the world starts spinnin’
Get in my car
And if you walk on the right
Try not to take life too serious
Head downtown
Chorus
I got a rock ‘n roll strategy
Get in my car
You fell like checkin’ out
I got a rock ‘n roll strategy
You feel like checkin’ out
I got a system that’s guaranteed
‘n I feel like I’m going insane
I got a system that’s guaranteed
I got a system that’s bonafide
Turn it up
It ain’t no science but it works for me
Turn it up
Might as well be yourself
Can’t win for losin’
And when it gets so confusin’
I’m willing to learn
It ain’t no science but it works for me
Sitting on a fence
And women like me ’cause I take my time
It’s just a rock ‘n roll strategy
Turn up the radio roll the windows down
It’s just a rock ‘n roll strategy
Works for me everytime I try
If you’ve got somethin’ to show me
Head downtown
It’s just rock ‘n roll strategy
Chorus
It’s just rock ‘n roll strategy
I might get burned
And when it gets so confusin’
Men like me ’cause I speak my mind

The-Dream – Summer Body (feat. Fabolous)

That twenty four omega
You know just how to be, you know I got a type
She put in work for it
She get to whine for it
I won’t let them take the temperature down (down), down (down)
She had to grind for it
I need that bunker down
Oh baby, whoa oh oh, ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh!
Have your crew meet my crew
You know that Pilates body
You knew it was coming baby
[Hook: The-Dream]
Girl your body’s on tip right now
Summer coming like that fast
[Bridge: The-Dream]
Oh baby, whoa oh oh, ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh!
[Hook: The-Dream]
And when it’s time for a padlock, Tom Ford
Girl your body’s on tip right now
You just might make me faithful
No makeup and Starbucks
You got that stay all day long
You got that thing we pray for
Fresh out that yoga class
Oh baby
Don’t make plans without me
[Chorus: The-Dream]
Heard you out here given them side boob
Girl your body’s on tip right now
Tell your man no not now
Crushin’ all versace silk right now
I won’t let them take the temperature down, down

You got that stay all day long
She get to twerk for it
Come and pool party
26, with a fat ass

[Outro: Fabolous (& The-Dream)]
Won’t let them take the temperature down (take the temperature)
I need that rendezvous
Hah!
Oh, summer body
Oh baby, whoa oh oh, ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh!
I want to rub you down
(Radio Killa!)
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
Won’t let them take the temperature down oh, down oh

Girl your body’s on tip right now
She accomplish anything she put her mind to it
Because you’re no simp right now
You know that fresh face, that…
You got that thing we pray for
Heard baggie fits, you even perk out those
Oh, summer body
Tell me when you’re around
And you know just what to do, you know what I like
You see it
You just might make me faithful
Don’t make plans without me

Oh, summer body

She wake up, like that
[Chorus: The-Dream]
Knowing you number 1 cause you the number 2 shawty
Don’t drink one more glass without me

Twenty somethin’ with a fat ass yeah
That’s that level up!
She got the perfect waist
So shoutout to summer baby
[Intro: The-Dream]
But now it look dumber baby
You know just how to be, you know I got a type
[Verse 1: Fabolous]

So you can shine all summer, right?

[Verse 3: The-Dream]
Heard the doc got you given up fried food
I heard you pullin’ up in workout clothes
She a dime that ain’t have to pay a dime for it

Don’t drink one more glass without me
That ass was always stupid
And you know just what to do, you know what I like
Crushin’ all versace silk right now
I’m trying to get with you
You got that thing we pray for

That’s a summer school body
You know that Chai tea body
Radio Killa
I need that in my room
Because you’re no simp right now
She get tomboy, Air Jordan concord
Oh baby, whoa oh oh, ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh!
Oh summer body
You know you gotta grind all winter

That twenty four omega
Oh, summer body

Taylor Swift – Look What You Made Me Do (Kanye West Diss) (Lyric Video)

I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!
Look what you made me do
[Verse 1]
They once belonged to me
I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined

Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do

I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me

Look what you just made me
You ask me for a place to sleep
Look what you just made me do
The role you made me play

How you laugh when you lie
Locked me out and threw a feast (what?)
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
You said the gun was mine
Ooh, look what you made me do

The world moves on, another day, another drama, drama
Maybe I got mine, but you’ll all get yours
(Look what you made me do)
"I’m sorry, the old Taylor can’t come to the phone right now."
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
I’ve got a list of names and yours is in red, underlined
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, look what you made me do
I don’t like your kingdom keys
Look what you just made me
Look what you just made me do
I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me
Look what you made me do
Look what you just made me do
Of the fool, no, I don’t like you
[Pre-Chorus]
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!
Look what you made me do
(Look what you made me do)
Look what you just made me
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Look what you just made me do
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
Ooh, look what you made me do
I don’t like your little games
I don’t like your perfect crime
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
"Oh, ’cause she’s dead!" (ohh!)

Look what you made me do
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Look what you just made me do
"Why?"

[Chorus]
Look what you made me do
[Verse 2]
Isn’t cool, no, I don’t like you (oh!)

Ooh, look what you made me do
And then the world moves on, but one thing’s for sure
Ooh, look what you made me do
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma
Ooh, look what you made me do
[Bridge]
Look what you made me do
I’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams
Look what you just made me do
Look what you just made me do
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time

Don’t like your tilted stage

Towkio – Hot Shit

Hot on my sleeve, shoulder, my arm

No move with no pawn, you move like a queen

Sleep, go and
Tell me all your secrets
Most of them can’t decide on which filter
They love to talk shit, yeah they breath stink
Go and sleep, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Feel it through your body, now you’re weak
Music they could geek to
And try and catch the beat
Stare at your shoes, never looked in the stars
Come ride that pony ’til your voice is hoarse
I said hot shit
Resting on your conscience
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, world in your palms

Knew why to [?] your reach until it keep calling
Feel it through your body, now you’re weak
Through your body, now you’re weak
Go and sleep, yeah
They just want that hot shit
Now your secrets safe with me
Have them coming back, man they fiending, uh
Go and sleep, yeah
Music they could geek to
Ex-girl crazy, you should be careful
Tell me all your secrets
I said hot shit (shit)
Oh, my head is crazy
But damn, my baby
I said hot shit (shit)
They just want that hot shit
[Chorus]
Resting on your conscience
[Verse 2]
Hot shit
Yeah, time window [?]
Make your mama sweat, you just watching so
Now your secrets safe with me
I said hot shit
Ooh, ya need guidance
Go and sleep, yeah
Link with your girls and y’all hardly sober

Can you keep a promise?
[?]
Ooh, you ice cold, I brush off the [?]
They just want that hot shit
I think Cupid hit his bow arrow
Can you keep a promise?
Attracted by law, don’t care what your friends think
[Verse 1]
Tell me all your secrets
Tell me what it takes to get in them drawers
GPS the [?] are not connected
[?] and fuck around, claim ya

Or ski slopes and I ain’t talkin’ X-games
Most of them broke, I hand out the X-rays
If you find the rhythm, and you work for me
[Outro]
Let me help show ya
Got that slick tongue talk, that shit make ya moist
I said hot shit (shit)
Feel it through your body, now you’re weak
Get weaker, signal get longer
I said hot shit
Just wait on the kick
Can you keep a promise?
[Chorus]
Claim that they bi, but really just bipolar
Make it maximum, give them what they want
How you drop to your knees make me praise the lord, yeah
Music they could geek to

London On Da Track – No (Flag feat. Nicki Minaj, 21 Savage & Offset)

Got me a perc’
Nigga we ain’t goin’ out sad
Niggas tryna come and tryna make another me
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Shawty so bad
I go get the bad then go by the ocean
Must’ve used a lot of starch cause they still pressed
Young nigga got that bag
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
I fuck her she whine and crying
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Nigga we [?]
I’m tripping the fuck out
Say the Queen name you can get some ill press
See me in the gym now this bitches wanna go bench press

Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
We can not throw in the towel
Uh, young Money
They know my name ring bells so they still press
But when it get live, you niggas ain’t down to ride

My niggas turn to Michael Myres
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
[?]
Niggas tryna come and tryna make another me
You better moo’ like a cow
I’m a white picket fence bitch, you a on the bench bitch

These niggas will run in your house
Woah, Woah
London got that heat though, my jet land at Heathrow
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh

I heard they called for the queen
Them boys police them niggas undercover
Y’all nigga [?]

Niggas will shoot up the crowd
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Lil’ bitch that pussy so dry you finna break the rubber
[Verse 2: Offset]
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags

Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh
Y’all nigga hang around feds
Eat the bitch, she wine and dine
Your niggas bout it? Doubt it
Woah, Woah
Nigga we [?]
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Y’all nigga hang around feds
Niggas’ll gun you down
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Young nigga pull up gon’ spaz

Woah, woah, you a sucker, sucker
I cut em out fast
I’m sippin’ on act so bitch I can’t focus
Y’all nigga [?]
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
You blowing up her phone and she be steady sucking me
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Sip me some syrup
Young nigga got that bag
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Bitches is finito, I call my car Rico
I done took a nigga life and I’ll take another

Fucking a thot in her mouth
Hit your hoe from the blindside
Bitch sucking dick for the fame, get the fuck out
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags

Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Dressed in all black like a [?]
Shawty so sad, she sleep on the sofa
Big ballin’ shit, rap game what we talkin’ ’bout
I just wanna smash so bitch bending over
I Dolcegabbana my couch
Young nigga run the jazz
[Intro]
I didn’t even ask
My baby momma bitching, but she still be fucking me
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh
I pray I don’t crash
Young nigga run the jazz
Everything you getting little hoe is cause of me
Young nigga got that bag
Niggas tryna come and tryna make another me
Young nigga run the jazz
Lil’ bitch I heard these labels tryna make another me
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Yes, I am the Queen, I’m still trying to find the princess
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Y’all nigga [?]
[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Offset
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Young nigga pull up gon’ spaz

Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
These bitches is my sons, but they daddy ain’t bust in me
I got her bent over, finna fuck her, fuck her
Y’all nigga hang around feds
Y’all niggas make a nigga laugh
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
[Verse 3: Nicki Minaj]
[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Nigga we ain’t throwing no flags
Senator [?] and he get knocked out
I got it on me, I’m fine you dine
I ain’t fucking with you sis, we ain’t with the incest
Cause it’s Paid In Full, baby my car don’t get repo’d
That went right over your head, you should feel blessed
I heard I’m stopping bags, word to Shaggy it wasn’t me
If I had a dick, I would make all you bitches deep throat
Young nigga pull up gon’ spaz

Open Mike Eagle – Brick Body Complex

Kids and criminals young and old
Don’t let nobody tell you nothing different, they lyin’
Shy Town and my building cold
We grew up in hazes, ride checks, dungeons
Don’t call me nigga or rapper
No radiator my dungeon coal
Sixteen is so stories high
Winter weather yeah here we go
My motherfucking name is Michael Eagle, I’m sovereign
A giant and my body is a building, a building, a building, a building
Don’t call me nigga or rapper
Still standing on Cottage Grove
Done the hump, but use something slow
Don’t let nobody tell you nothing different, they lyin’
There because the shelters, basement, hallways
[Hook]
No sound, but I’m calling home

City say they gonna knock me down
I promise you I will never fit in your descriptions, I’m giant
[Verse 2]

I’m from a line of ghetto superheroes, I holla
No surfaces underground
And my hollow bones David Bowie told me
Make sure that my story’s told
I got something to bring to your attention, attention, attention, attention, attention
Now I’m standing here all alone
My motherfucking name is Michael Eagle, I’m sovereign
Graduation lunches, tried to make us something
Don’t let nobody tell you nothing different, they lyin’
Indivisible, indivisible
See what we’ve become
[Hook]
I’m from a line of ghetto superheroes, I holla
I promise you I will never fit in your descriptions, I’m giant
I promise you I will never fit in your descriptions, I’m giant
My motherfucking name is Michael Eagle, I’m sovereign

People speak in tongues
Still here, feel my body move
But these model homes
Momma’s in the basement smokin’ something
People speak in tongues
Wind chilled is all in my bones
[Chorus]
I got something to bring to your attention, attention, attention, attention, attention
Do what the adults say, don’t engage in horseplay
Stood here for ten million snows

My under name is 3-9-2-5
[Hook]
Stone tablet on stone tablet
[Chorus]
Do what the adults say, don’t engage in horseplay
My motherfucking name is Michael Eagle, I’m sovereign
Early morning Sunday, midnight, all day
Still do what I gotta do
I promise you
I’m not alone, and I’m overgrown

Don’t call me nigga or rapper
A giant and my body is a building, a building, a building, a building
Y’all can move this whole planet
A giant and my body is a building, a building, a building, a building

I promise you I will never fit in your descriptions, I’m giant
Early morning Sunday, midnight, all day
Don’t let nobody tell you nothing different, they lyin’
Don’t call me nigga or rapper
[Verse 1]
Constructed fifty five years ago
A giant and my body is a building, a building, a building, a building
I got something to bring to your attention, attention, attention, attention, attention
I’m from a line of ghetto superheroes, I holla
[Hook]
Twenty down and just one to go
There because the shelters, basement, hallways
I got something to bring to your attention, attention, attention, attention, attention
Some weather my monochrome
Told ya’ll won’t stop me now

City broke in my brother’s town
I’ll hold fast and I follow through

Still here, feels hot-‘n-cold
Still wearing my iron hood
I’m old granite, I’m not a tomb

I’m from a line of ghetto superheroes, I holla