Daily Archives: October 28, 2017

Game – Oh I (feat. Jeremih, Young Thug & Sevyn)

[Intro]
You don’t want no one else
So in return I don’t fuck with ’em right back
She said I got a reputation, I’m that nigga though
[Chorus: Jeremih & Sevyn]
You keep that to yourself
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ma fuck you everywhere and baby I ain’t ever scared
The way you do it, baby

Oh, my
Her body talkin’ to a nigga, say less
Make a nigga feel good that it’s the last stroke
Met her backstage at a Tiller show
Hundred racks on purses, she’s mine
[Chorus: Jeremih & Sevyn]
He ain’t worth it No climax from your man?
The way you do it, baby
It’s drivin’ me crazy

The way you do it, baby
You don’t want no one else
Now you mad, textin’ in all caps

You keep that to yourself
[Verse 1: The Game]
The way you do it, baby
I’m so gone, I’m so gone, I’m so gone (I’m so gone)
I could have fucked one, I could have fucked two
You got friends, they don’t fuck with me like that
You don’t trust no one else
Oh, my
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m so gone off your love and you know
You keep that to yourself
Chrome Heart clear lenses when you lurkin’
[Chorus: Jeremih & Sevyn]
I’m so gone off your love, I’m so gone
Late nights, took her out to Maestro’s
It’s drivin’ me crazy
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Jeremih]
See the way that I’ma fuck you, you ain’t ever did
I wanna see your boobs [?] some [?]
It’s drivin’ me crazy
Workin’, 800 in a bag, you ain’t worth it
Oh, my
I got scars from her nails when we fuck (let’s go, ayy)
Hell yes
I seen that pussy for a sec’ and I saY, "Bring it here"
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
It’s drivin’ me crazy

I’m fuckin’ up her weave, need a hair net
Oh, my
Oh, I
Bongo by the way
It’s drivin’ me crazy
She can get the lobster for the backstroke
I’ma put your body on bed rest
I got drunk off your love and throwed up (bleh)
The way you do it, baby

Out the park when the first batter up
Black diamonds in your chain, you a [?]
I’m hopin’ you there ’cause all that we got is trust
Oh, my

She tryna play hard to get, but I’ma get it though

I’m so gone, I’m so gone, I’m so gone (aw yeah)
[Bridge: Jeremih]
Are you prepared to sit in the club with thugs?

Oh, my
It’s drivin’ me crazy
She say she ain’t that type of girl, she sendin’ pictures though
The way you do it, baby
Heard you dropped out of school, was you workin’? (She workin’)
Like I just didn’t put my kids on your back
But I’m only fuckin’ you, what you goin’ through?
You know how to love it when I ask though
Oh, my
You don’t trust no one else

Pour my heart inside your double cup
You keep that to yourself
Ain’t a thousand dollar bag, you a Birkin
She get naked on the Snap ’cause it disappear

Lil Wop – Paid In Full (feat. Gucci Mane)

Big Guwop, Lil Wop, we hot, we trapping out the frying pan
Straight up out the trenches, nigga came up in the PJs

You ain’t thugging in these streets so what I say, you cannot relate, ay
I don’t know, you wasn’t down bad with me, you can’t hang with me, ay
2k for me to talk, it’s 14k up in my teeth, ay
Woke up and I had a quarter million in my sleep, ay
[Chorus: Lil Wop]
[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Got some bluddas facing life and I just wish that they was free
Pull up in a coupe you never seen before
I’ma do this shit for all my fallen, they a part of me (it’s Wop)
Bright chunks hanging out my fish like I’m your pastor
Everybody that was with me, yeah, still they remain with me
Treat my gang just like family, they just like blood to me, ay
And forever I stay silent, naw, this fame ain’t changing me
Broad day pull up on your block, it’s a street sweep, ay

[Chorus: Lil Wop]

Gucci Mane keep making money, haters keep on dying, man
Gucci Mane, the lunatic, the old dirty bastard
2k for me to talk, it’s 14k up in my teeth, ay
Red [?], kids like they just seen the fire man
First I bust a juug then I go get something to eat, ay
Straight up out the trenches, nigga came up in the PJs
Crush these niggas easily, my jeweler keep on freezing me

She left her boyfriend cause that nigga was a cheapskate, ay
My young niggas bust five for me, menace to society
Woke up and I had a quarter million in my sleep, ay
1017 C.E.O, 187, you’re C.E.O
Straight up out the trenches, nigga came up in the PJs
Piped up, icing looking like I sell the white stuff
I’m a walking Draco, stick go everywhere with me, ay
[Verse 1: Lil Wop]
First I bust a juug then I go get something to eat, ay
Popping on the seat, ay, my niggas don’t beef, ay
I’m a walking Draco, stick go everywhere with me, ay
You ain’t thugging in these streets so what I say, you cannot relate, ay
Bitch bad as [?], she was good now she a freak, ay
Before I go to sleep, cause I know cops look after me, ay

Got Gucci Mane tatted on her tits, I never asked her
First I bust a juug then I go get something to eat, ay
She left her boyfriend cause that nigga was a cheapskate, ay
You ain’t thugging in these streets so what I say, you cannot relate, ay
Woke up and I had a quarter million in my sleep, ay
Lost some niggas in these streets and I’ll be damned if that be me
Niggas ain’t seeing me, grind like there’s three of me
2k for me to talk, it’s 14k up in my teeth, ay
I’m a walking Draco, stick go everywhere with me, ay
And the doors open up like plane doors
[Chorus: Lil Wop]
Shorty, i jumped off the porch, can’t leave, I’m in too deep, ay
Bought my bitch a purse cause she been mad at me for weeks, ay
Bought my bitch a purse cause she been mad at me for weeks, ay
She left her boyfriend cause that nigga was a cheapskate, ay
Bought my bitch a purse cause she been mad at me for weeks, ay

Casanova – Left, Right (feat. Chris Brown & Fabolous)

Hit it with the left, right
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Sippin’ D’usse ’til we black out
It’s feelin’ like the Party Tour, bitch, feed that, and then I

We ain’t even get to make it to my trap house
Yeah, I know that you waitin’ for that bitch but she ain’t home, yeah, I know
Hit it with the left, right (ooh)
Hit it with the left, right (ooh)

Say you love me, but fucked the whole crew
Hit the strip club, throw a stack out
Let me show you what that D’usse do
Damn, when I hit her with’ it
Hit it with the left, right (ooh)
(Do, do, do, do, do)
Hit it with the left, right (yeah)
[Chorus: Casanova & Chris Brown]
Got her fuckin’ with them scans, yeah, she know the digits
Say you a thot, I’m a thot too
I’m on the road for the night What’s the code for the night?
Let me show you what that D’usse do

I can turn up on a Tuesday too
(Do, do, do, do, do)
Hit it with the left, right (ow)
(Do, do, do, do, do)
I like to fuck and put this dick inside her body, yeah
Hit it with the left, right (ooh)
Hit it with the left, right (yeah)
Got that D’usse in my cup
Yeah, I know where to put my tongue to make that pussy moan
When I pull it out, you gon’ suck it or you tryna fuck?
We both lookin’ for trouble, we mixin’ in the party, yeah
Here I go, now your bitch, she not answerin’ her phone
So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)
[Verse 1: Casanova]
(Do, do, do, do, do)
Hit it with the left, right (ow)
Hit her with that left, right, gave that bitch the business
I say, ladee dadee, we both a thottie
You could have the cash and the plastic
Gimme that feedback, yeah, I need that
So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)

Put my tongue in it, I don’t give a fuck
Take a shot, I’ma take two

Hit it with the left, right (ooh)
[Chorus: Casanova & Chris Brown]

Hit it with the left, right
I ain’t lyin’, girl, I’m a champ
Tell me where you’re from, these your panties and the top on the floor
Gotta give you props, she a thot, fuck it, I’m a thot
Hit it with the left, right (ow)
Bitches gettin’ reckless, I’m tryna pull out all the stops
[Verse 4: Fabulous]
Up, down, up, down, left, right, left, right
Hit it with the left, right (ow)
She like to suck it, put them hickies on your body, yeah

So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)
Long back out, make her tap out

But tonight I gotta have it
[Chorus: Casanova & Chris Brown]
[Chorus: Casanova & Chris Brown]
One, two, one, two
So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)
That’s my word, you a bad bitch
So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)
Let me show you what that D’usse do
Hit it with the left, right (ooh)
I heard you eat your rice and cabbage
Hit it with the left, right
You the finish line that I want to run through
Even a good girl could be a hoe for the night
I’ma beat the pussy up
She want me to put my pants down, wanna know what’s up
[Verse 2: Casanova]
Hit it with the left, right (yeah)
I’m the pipe in the sex like it the bigger difference, yeah
Hit it with the left, right
I can turn up on a Tuesday too
Come blow on the mic, that’s the flow that I like, yeah
So I, hit it with the left, right (ooh)
Head so good, I fuck around and pull a cheque out
Hit it with the left, right (yeah)

Young Jeezy – Cold Summer (feat. Tee Grizzley)

Might be a chinchilla, it gon’ be a cold summer
30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze
Too much money on me, bring that firepower

And if they gon’ ask you question, bitch you better not tell
Cause I put my deal money in the blow, crack and pills
It just touched down all you gotta do is sell
[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley]
My nigga Blu got secrets he will never tell
Free Bale, yeah you know he see me with the scale
Go drop the top, you can feel the breeze
One time for Ross go tell ’em free the goat

Rest in Peace to Great Lake Ruler Darnell Lindsay
[Hook]
40 on a nigga I blow this bitch
Still hit the kitchen to whip, Chef Boyard Grizzley
One time for raw, seen it at my fucking wardie
Went crazy at the lot bitch I’m a lunatic
I’m ’bout to
And if they gon’ ask you question, bitch you better not tell
[Hook]
[?] how you comin’ down [?]
[?] how you comin’ down [?]
Fuck her quick on the first night, I barely met that bitch
Hottest niggas in the city me and Mr. Rug
[Hook]
A couple bad tens and they all light skinned
Might be a chinchilla, it gon’ be a cold summer
So many birdies in this bitch, thought I was seen feathers
Knife on the chopper they think that Michael Myers got ’em
I’m ’bout to

Jeezy in the A, you fuck with Meech that’s our nigga
30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze
Hop on to that block party give the crowd 50

Got it snowin’ in the city I’m bout to change the weather
Go drop the top, you can feel the breeze
Might be a chinchilla, it gon’ be a cold summer
And if they gon’ ask you question, bitch you better not tell
30 in the Glock, all you gotta do is squeeze
[?] on wheels and they all white
When I shoot I don’t miss or I net that bitch
Hey, between me and you the wrong trippin’
[Verse 1]
A couple bad tens and they all light skinned
Hit that cookie money on my Oakland shit
I still fuck with Paid Will, Dada winnin’
Two 50 in my pocket, I’m a walking lick
[?] how you comin’ down [?]
The rap fold I’ma go platinum still
Young niggas paper’d up that’s straight from water whippin’
A couple bad tens and they all light skinned
Go drop the top, you can feel the breeze
Tell him in the 305, bitch I’m in on a boat
So many pussies hating on me, I just want the love
Pay and Peezy let’s come together this our city
Indicator like I’m Mike, I’m fucking around with Jody
Aye Dex, when I hear that huh I know I hit it
It just touched down all you gotta do is sell
I’m ’bout to
Got a 100 in my pocket, Free T. White
It just touched down all you gotta do is sell
I’m from Detroit, baby that’s a wild city

Camila Cabello – Havana (At Latin American Music Awards) (Live)

(That summer night in June)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Take me back to my Havana
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Oh na-na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
(When he came in the room)
(Hey, hey)
Point blank, close range, that B
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
Take me back, back, back like
Jeffery
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
He got me feelin’ like
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Fresh out East Atlanta
Ooh-ooh-ooh
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
(But I can’t without you)
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Take me back, back, back
All of my heart is in Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Oh na-na-na
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
Havana, ooh na-na
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Oh na-na-na
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
She waited on me (then what?)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
Havana, ooh na-na
Havana, ooh na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Uh huh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
Hey
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
No, no, no, take me back
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Take me back, back, back like
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)

Ne Obliviscaris – Intra Venus

Writhing across the neverwhere
Dwellers in the deep, dream of hope, only hope

Clarity come forth, is there salvation?
crib, cradled, caressed And into ribs…
The lifeline to end forever
They prey for blood, wretched are the gods
Will death be my lover?
For the stillborn suns of never
Ghosts of porcelain waste
To the ferryman’s drains
Their distant sights weaving the loom

regret Consciousness, a breath…
Descending liquid shadows, all entwining
They are the severed

Lanced, earthen flesh of enslavement…intravenous
Wounds of life wield the strength to rise
The innocence in faith
Bequeathed, gorging sanguine like cancer
Through translucent eyes
Dwellers in the deep… drift below
Is it too late? Will death be my lover?
Haunting reflections of the mirrored void

Intra Venus quickens
A moment between black talons, blessed
The end of everything we love
Of all the fragile, their desolate veins
Is this the end of everything we love?
Seek a cure for the pain

The end of everything we love
In shifting shades of pale upon pale
Poison of the well, where the black tongues sing
Ravenous hearts, euphoric suffering
In tainted flesh of doubt and corruption
Is this the end of everything we love?
Haunting reflections of the mirrored void
Dwellers in the deep… worlds entombed
A curse of life
The end of all we love and lust
The wounds of life weaving the loom

Mozzy – Take It Up With God (feat. Celly Ru)

Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
[Verse 3: Mozzy]
You gotta take it up with God
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
With ya brother, stomped the same puddles in the gutter
And every time I hit her line we just talk about you
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
Try to sympathize, but never understand a mother’s pain
Can’t even count how many niggas is gone
They ain’t fuckin’ wit ya nigga
[Verse 2: Celly Ru]
Ya momma hardly smile since she lost her child
She couldn’t even view ya body without fallin’ out
You gotta take it up with God
You gotta take it up with God

You livin’ through me, it’s unconditional, nothin’ less

They say I’m fuckin’ wit some other niggas
Put that on my dead son bruh, I got her, it’s forever
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
We took them field trips for you, killa, we ain’t done yet
So we pay for the funeral then we slide for him
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
Bangin’ the same gang her son died for
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
She like my momma for real
Bang in peace Deezy, that’s my brother for real
Since you passed, I ain’t had no one to call
You done been there before
The good die young, shit I can only vouch
Wish I had the chance to tell bruh I love him
Represent this Mays block shit forever
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
You gotta take it up with God
She be tellin’ me funny shit I didn’t know about you
The hood lightweight fallin’ off
My lil brother passed, I held his momma
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
She can only hear ya voice is what she once said
Cuz he ain’t comin’ back
I ain’t switchin’, not at all
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
[Chorus]
Deray laid bleedin’, I remember the smell
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
[Chorus: Mozzy]
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
Shit come with the field
Conversatin with the clouds like, "imma hold you down"
Shed tears for Lil Diamond in jail

I hugged my nigga momma when he died
That’s a hell of a woman for real
I don’t feel no better, slidin’ with his facials on my sweater
Somebody gotta feel what I feel
She just started crying, she cried and she cried

She just started crying, she cried and she cried
I hugged my nigga momma when he died
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
I ain’t trippin’, fuck it nigga
You gotta take it up with God
You my circle within a circle, a subset
They ain’t fuckin’ wit, so I ain’t fuckin’ wit em
You could never understand the way my youngin raised
Niggas died behind the steel, feeling helpless
You gotta take it up with God
Momma Red sick, that shit took her through hell
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
[Chorus: Mozzy]

That’s on my Uncle Trevor
Had to sit and watch her suffer for real

If you could only see the pain in her eyes
I dropped a few tears and I couldn’t help it
She just started crying, she cried and she cried
If you could only see the pain in her eyes
Momma Tony know I love her for real
Wish y’all was here now that niggas is on
You don’t hear me though

Treesil P – Higher

It’s taking me higher
It’s taking me higher
Palm trees and energies
[Verse 1]
Smell of summer in the air
Ride like lightning through the breeze

Into your body
It’s taking me higher
Than I’ve ever felt before

Than I’ve ever felt before
I wanna feel it everywhere
[Chorus]
It’s taking me higher, higher
A man walks down the beach
Than I’ve ever felt before

I feel it everywhere
I feel it everywhere
Palm trees and energies
Than I’ve ever felt before
Than I’ve ever felt before
I wanna feel it everywhere
Than I’ve ever felt before
Than I’ve ever felt before
Ride like lightning through the breeze
It’s taking me higher, higher
[Chorus]
Like a stretch of open road
[Verse 2]
Into your body
[Bridge]

[Chorus]
It’s taking me higher, higher
It’s taking me higher, higher

T-Pain – Goal Line (feat. Blac Youngsta) (Uncensored)

Shawty got gold pussy
Bitch be our guest yes
Baby don’t hold back (Lil Bitch)
Hey I pull my trump card ima run the fuckin USA ain’t I
I gotta steak on my plate ain’t it
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I’m at the goal line (Lil Bitch)
Baby just let her in (Lil Whore)

Aye aye aye aye
I got the base hittin
I don’t wanna meet your fam (whore)
[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
Thot thot
You been fucking with them clown ass nigga baby come and get your face painted ain’t it
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)

I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
[Intro: T-Pain & Blac Youngsta]
I’m pushing 130 plus I’m riding dirty that shit like a stress test
My bitch so fine she don’t let me fuck her friend cause that bitch low down
All of my niggas got GPS all of my niggas show up at your place ain’t a
That’ll be hella right
Two chicks kissing in the bath tub now they mega tight
Keep it tight like a waist trainer (Lil Whore)
I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
(Gang Gang)
We done already ate ain’t it
Gimme

I’m at the goal line oh yeah
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
You don’t think we’ll catch a case ain’t a
(aye aye aye aye)

I don’t fuck my fans (whore)
Shawty got gold pussy
You got it, she worked it out
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
All of my bitches got GPS all of my bitches show up at my place ain’t a
Top top
I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
Now they better friends
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
You tryna keep yo bae hittin (Lil Bitch)
They was already friends
And I hit the goldmine slow down
[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
And I hit the goldmine slow down
You Okay?
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
La La
I don’t fuck with you lil bitch don’t you shake my hand (whore)
I’m in that SS

I’m at the goal line (Fuck Nigga)
Shawty got gold pussy

Cock block
These lil niggas fake ain’t it
After party go down to the mansion
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
I got your bae sittin
And I hit the goldmine slow down
So I fuck that bitch anyway
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
Shawty got gold pussy
She bout to be bae ain’t a

I’m at the goal line with a thick and red bitch and she won’t slow down
Shit ain’t really safe ain’t a (Nah)
Shawty got gold pussy (Whooo)
Both of yall on the way ain’t a
[Verse 3: T-Pain]
All my niggas tote guns dont a (Gang)
[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
I push that weight like I’m weight training
You a lil bit too late ain’t it move my momma out the hood she straight ain’t it
(aye aye)
I move that weight like I’m weight gaining
Four 12’s in the trunk
Laptop
Pour another four thats a whole nother eight ain’t it
Booty and the beast I need two at least
(Lil bitty bitch) You got it?
We gone leave that bitch a mess yes
Yall lil niggas tryna eat
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
I don’t love my bitch anyway
(Fuck Nigga)
And I hit the goldmine slow down
[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
[Hook: T-Pain & (Blac Youngsta)]
Shawty got gold pussy (I swear)
Pour up a four in my phantom

And I hit the goldmine slow down
I be like "bitch get out my face" and that lil bitch always be in the way (Lil Bitch)
Hey (stretch) ahh!
That dick make em feel like they weight training
I got the wraith sittin
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)

I hit em with it and they can’t take it

Lets just fuck in the better light
(Whore) Need a pat on the back?
I’m at the goal line
I’m at the goal line (Gang Gang)
My shit the best yes
All my niggas know your base ain’t a

Becky G – Mayores (feat. Bad Bunny) (At Latin American Music Awards) (Live)

Yo estoy activo 24/7
Aunque de eso se me olvide cuando estamos en la cama
Y te mandan flores
Los besos que quiera darme
Los besos que quiera darme
A mí me gustan – me gustan mayores
A mí me gusta que me digan poesía
Un caballero con 21

Al oído por la noche cuando hacemos groserías

Pero si te gustan usao’ pues con otro vete

De los que te abren la puerta
D eso que llaman señores
Pero tengo la cuenta como uno

Y te mandan flores
Que no me quepa en la boca
Y en la cama te duro lo que él no dura

Yo no soy viejo
[Becky G]
[Bad Bunny]
Que tú quiere un viejo ¿está segura?

Yo todavía nuevo de paquete

Que sea interesante
Pero más un buen amante
Que no me quepa en la boca
A mí me gustan mayores
A mí me gustan mayores
A mí me gustan más grandes
¿Qué importa unos años de más?
Prefiero un tipo que me de la talla (x2)
Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
A mí me gusta que me traten como dama
Y te mandan flores
Y que me vuelva loca
Si quieres a la cama yo te llevo el desayuno

[Becky G]

Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
Y que me vuelva loca
A mí me gustan más grandes

Yo estoy puesto pa’ toa tus locura’

De esos que llaman señores

Como yo ninguno
De los que te abren la puerta
Yo no quiero un niño

Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
Conmigo no hacen falta lo juguetes
Los besos que quiera darme
Yo te prometo un millón de aventura
Que sea un buen amigo
Me gusta un caballero

Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
De esos que llaman señores
Que no sepa nada
Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh

Que no me quepa en la boca
A mí me gustan más grandes
Y que me vuelva loca
Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
Loca Oh oh oh oh oooh
De los que te abren la puerta

Frank Zappa – Hungry Freaks, Daddy

The liquor store supreme
The day you shrugged and stepped aside
Of hungry freaks, daddy
Mr. America, walk on by
America, walk on by Mr.
America, try to hide Mr.
Will not forestall the rising tide

Great mid-western hardware store
From those who aren’t afraid to say
Mr. America, try to hide
Your schools that do not teach
What’s on their minds

Of the Great Society
"Those hungry freaks, daddy!"

They won’t go for no more
America, walk on by Mr.
The product of your savage pride
Philosophy that turns away
And all the corny tricks you tried

But once you find that the way you lied
The emptiness that’s you inside

Hungry freaks, daddy
What’s on their minds
Your supermarket dream
You saw their clothes and then you cried

From those who aren’t afraid to say
Of the Great Society
Philosophy that turns away
The useful minds that it denied
The left behinds
Mr. America, walk on by
The left behinds
They won’t go for no more
The minds that won’t be reached

Great mid-western hardware store

Nickelback – Fly

And someday I’ll be there I swear to you, God, as my witness
Let justice know, it’s just that easy
And he says no, so then I figure what the hell
It’s not your gun and bloody hands
Brother, tell me somethin’
Don’t hide behind locked doors
I’ll try cause it’s my life
Fly…
Fly…
Fly…learn to
Fly…
Fly…learn to
And someday I’ll be there I swear to you
‘Cause I’m on my hands and knees I’ve crawled eternity to beg forgiveness
If I take this, am I going to die?
Where do bad men go when they die?
‘Cause I’m a liar, I conspired, I’m a liar…
Wings for her and I and I don’t mind
For all the trusts I’ve broke and, let justice know, it’s just that easy
Fly…learn to

Father, tell me somethin’

So light the match and you and I will…
In dresser drawers those bullets wait to fly…
Cause I have always wanted to learn to…
And mother says you’ll go there but
Fly…learn to

Fly…learn to
‘Cause I’m a liar, I conspired, I’m a liar…
For all the trusts I’ve broke and

Fly…wait to

I’ve crawled eternity to beg forgiveness
God, as my witness
And father tell your son
Fly…learn to
Fly…wait to
wait to Fly…

‘Cause I’m on my hands and knees

Bush – Machinehead

For our rise against the years and years and years
Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Machinehead
Breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest
For our love, for our fear
If I had it all again
Starting to deserve this
I’d change it all
Deaf dumb and thirty
Breathe in
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Green to red
Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in
Unconscious all the time
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
I felt you like electric light
I walk from my machine
And I walk from my machine
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest
Blood is like wine
I spin on a whim, I slide to the right
Green to red machinehead
Breathe in
Leaning on my conscience wall
I walk from my machine
Green to red
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest
Green to red machinehead
And I walk from my machine
And I walk from my machine
Green to red
Green to red machinehead
Better than the rest, better than the rest
Bleeding through a tar-decay smile
I walk from my machine
Got a machinehead, it’s better than the rest

Selena Gomez & Marshmello – Wolves (Visualizer)

To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
Saw the dark side of the moon
I’ve been running with the wolves
I’ve been running through the jungle
[Chorus]
Break down these walls and come on in
[Verse 2]
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
Your fingertips trace my skin
One to love, and one to lose
To places I have never been
Water or wine, don’t make me choose
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
Saw the dark side of the moon
To get to you, to get to you
I’ve been running with the wolves
To get to you

To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
[Verse 1]
In your eyes, there’s a heavy blue
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
[Pre-Chorus]

To get to you, to get to you
To get to you

[Drop]
[Pre-Chorus]
All for you, yeah, all for you
All for you, yeah, all for you
Took too much to ease the anger
Saw the dark side of the moon
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
[Drop]
I’ve looked for love in every stranger
To get to you, to get to you, to get to you
I’ve been running through the jungle

I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
To get to you, to get to you

To get to you
I’ve been running through the jungle
To get to you, to get to you
Took too much to ease the anger
Took too much to ease the anger
To get to you, to get to you

I’ve been crying with the wolves

All for you, yeah, all for you
I’ve been down the darkest alleys
[Chorus]
I wanna feel the way that we did that summer night, night
Sweet divine, a heavy truth
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been running with the wolves
Blindly, I am following
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been crying with the wolves
[Chorus]

To get to you

To get to you, to get to you
Drunk on a feeling, alone with the stars in the sky
I’ve been running through the jungle
I’ve been crying with the wolves

FLETCHER – You Should Talk

If that’s true
Well you should talk
That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
Yeah, I heard what you’ve been saying, baby

I’m the girl who ruins everything
Ain’t that what you’re saying baby
I’m the girl who ruined everything
But you should talk
If you miss me say you do (say you do, say you do, say you do, say you do) do, do, do…
Should I call her right now?"
I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you

Well you should talk (well you should talk)
When you cut me I don’t feel the pain

Yeah, you should talk
Well you should talk, cause you gave up (you gave up)
If you miss me
(If you miss me)
Yeah, I heard what you’ve been saying, baby
Heard you found somebody new (yeah)
But you should talk (but you should talk)
Well you should talk
Ain’t that what you’re saying, baby

Cause to fuck it up takes it two
Thinking about you (about you)
If that’s true, why am I still in your old shirt
Yeah, you should talk (ooh)
Heard you found somebody new (yeah)
That shit I did, yeah, you did it too
Thinking about you (about you)
Cause to fuck it up takes it two (and you know it’s true)
Heard you found somebody new (baby, you should talk)
Why am I still in your old shirt
Never cared about you, that’s what you’re saying

Well you should talk, cause you gave up
I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you
You tell yourself
I’m insane
But you should talk

If you miss me say you do, do, do…

Well you should talk, cause you gave up
If you miss me say you do, do, do…
Yeah, you should talk
Yeah, you should talk (ooh)
I’m insane
With someone else could be heaven so why is it hell?
Yeah, you should talk
Cause to fuck it up takes it two
"She moved on, she’s so gone I can tell
I’d call you up, but babe this ones on you
Yeah, you should talk