Daily Archives: February 9, 2018

Wiz Khalifa – Best Life (feat. Sosamann)

Them ‘lil niggas want a ounce, I’m ’bout to roll a pound
Water with no pipe
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Diamonds they bright and they bite (ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)

Ooouuu
Ooouuu
Hey
Now I ball in the mall with half of my weight (hey)
Remember running from the buzz?
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
These niggas, they sad and they hate
I got that Hemi in my whip, so I can’t slow it down
(Hey, hey, woo)

I’m hittin’ the gas, no brake
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Sosamann]
Look busy, I’m short, they like the knife (ayy)
I get up on the track an show you how it’s supposed to sound
I got that KK in my joint, so you know it’s going ’round
Yeah, that’d be a wonderful night

Eating the steak with the rice (woah)
Grinded all of my life, but I do not skate

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]

"Onset!"*
[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
While I’m tryna make cash, walk out of the safe

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
[Post-Chorus]

My nigga, I told you, I’m great
Ooouuu
"How do you feel?"
Now I perform in front of the lights
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I got McQueen in my cup, so it’s going down
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
I’m just out living my life (ooh)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"

Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
[Post-Chorus]
The Ps come from out of estate
I come to your town, money get found
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ooouuu
[Verse 2: Sosamann]
I used to play ball in the crate
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
I’m just out here tryna live my best life (best life)
Niggas hate, where the bank? I don’t fuck with y’all
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
Keep it real, fuck the fake shit, sex doll
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"
Ask me how I feel, I say, "I feel alright"

Skott – Stay Off My Mind

‘Cause you’re still on my mind
I’m down when I’m high
You give me the feels of strawberry fields
Im left with the silence
(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
I’m thinking of you
Whatever I do
There’s something about it, I’m lost in the crowd
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
I’m down when I’m high
I’m down when I’m high
Just stay off my mind
I don’t mind just sitting here alone
Whatever I do
Boy, it’s like I’m standing here alone
Won’t you stay off my mind?

[Chorus]
[Verse 1]

(‘Cause you’re still on my mind)
And you, you are a dream
Won’t you stay off my mind?
And when lights are fading, lovers playing
[Intro]
You taught me to feel
Just stay off my mind

[Chorus]
Whatever I do
Won’t you stay off my mind?
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
I’m thinking of you
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
Boring on a Sunday

Whatever I do
I’m down when I’m high
Make me a fool ‘fore you leave
I’m thinking of you
I’m thinking of you
Whatever I do
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
I see the universe changing when your hands are touching me
That’s all I can see
[Chorus]
When the ice is melting, cars are waiting
Something I knew but didn’t believe
I’m thinking of you

Won’t you stay off my mind?
Still, I don’t know
[Verse 2]

Just stay off my mind
Fairy lights are hanging from the trees
Consuming me
I’m down when I’m high
‘Cause you’re still on my mind
The world is not as exciting in my head, honestly

A love like this has no ending, stuck on a loop
There’s something about it, I don’t know
[Chorus]
Won’t you stay off my mind?
Somehow it’s Monday and everyone has somewhere else to be
[Bridge]

Wu-Tang Clan – Lesson Learn’d (feat. Redman & Inspectah Deck)

Them Jersey niggas don’t play

Fact, I black on it, black, I’m back at it
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
You know very well, bet he swell, you can tell he jeal’
I splash bravado, fast cash aficionado
My price hiking like the pills Martin Shkreli sell
Ladies and gentlemen
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Arrogant? Tune in, my Hot 9 Flex Yes.
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Yo, I’m on top of the world, mama, lookey here
At my age it’s all about bread
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Slayin’ the booth, aim, shoot, bang! Cave in the roof
Please put your hands together and show your love
[Outro: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn

I said one, two, three and to the fo’
Fuck rap, I divorced her, the bitch bore me
And these white folks love me like a Starbucks
Painting the truth, here’s proof, ain’t it the truth
Throw your hands up, let’s tear the bar up
Ladies and gentlemen
Savage vandal, I’m a legend of tomorrow

Niggas in the streets gon’ learn

Tryna be nice at 40, you can have it all shawty
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
And the creator of the Wu-Tang W symbol
For our brother and yours – Mathematics
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
For worldwide international producer
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
yo, fuck that Mathematics, you a fucking genius, nigga.
I’m a boy beastin’ in my car, Paul Revere
Cut the check and your boy digress
I’m tryna make history, and history say
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
So much bud I started sweating cigar guts
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
Fire through the wire, I wrote it out in Maryland
Them Jersey niggas don’t play
Them Def Squad niggas don’t play
Fact, I blacked on it, black, I’m back at it
[Verse 2: Redman]
Horsepower, never fell off, look in the mirror
When I drop something, you like Martin, all ears
Late Night Letterman, I light it like Edison
Worldwide international DJ
[Chorus: Redman]
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Shawty dime, let the whole team smash her on the tour
Hater, wouldn’t last a day in my shoes
Mathematics tracks, I craft havoc
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
[Chorus: Redman]

I glide like there’s simply no traction on the flo’
[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
I need you to put your hands together
10304, live action from the door
[Chorus: Redman]
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Them Wu-Tang niggas don’t play
Niggas in the streets gon’ learn
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
Them Staten Island niggas don’t play
So ill a nigga spit with a containment suit
Fuck with one dude, you gotta fuck with all us

Stalley – Turtle Van

Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Used to post with the poles under lamp post
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
You’d think I had a third hand how I clock figures (How I clock figures)
You ain’t ever seen a nigga as fly as me (Fly as me)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)

Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
[Verse 2]

Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas
No joke, no laughin’, you can kill the chatter (No laughin’)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Bunch of self made guap getters (Self made guap)
Dippin’ in that brand new toy (Dippin’ in that brand new toy)
And if a girl leave with me, that’s a good look (A good look)
100 notes in the envelope, I’m far from broke (I’m far from broke)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
[Hook]
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
Paint wet weed got me coughin’ like a cold
Forgiato.s on my Ghost [24 soak]
[Hook]
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
All my niggas came from whippin’, they some good cooks

I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
You’ll never catch me slippin’ boy (Never catch me slippin’)
They call me Stalley Ichiban come from whippin’ 10 (Oh)
They lifestyles they wanna swap with us (Swap)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)
40 cal on me that I’m punc a nigga (That I’m punch a nigga)
Cold blooded nigga (Blooded nigga)
No sugar inside of me
Two seater 2Pac edition come and ride with me (Come and ride with me)
They say niggas still hatin’, but it don’t really matter (It don’t really matter)
Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
Turtle Van filled up with a bunch of hittas (A bunch of hittas)

[Hook]
A 100k in jewelry all eyes on me (All eyes on me)
40 cal on me that I’m punch a nigga (Bang)

Cold blooded I’m a cold blooded killa (Killa)
100 grand every instagram post
If your girl got her eye on me, I’m going after her (I’m going after her)
Closed chapter, that’s a good book (A good book)
Think before trying me (Tryin’ me)
All white seven Brandon Roy (Brandon Roy)
BCG yeah its branded boy (BCG)
I’m so cold blooded nigga (Cold)
Straight up out the swamp nigga (Swamp nigga)
[Verse 1]

Lil Boosie – Liar

It don’t supposed to cry
How good you treat em
[HOOK]
My heart got hurt to a loud cry
Girl, why did you lie?
Girl, why did you lie?

Hope the devil burn your ass
Now you tellin’ my name
Who said they was goons
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Scared my first love
I went, talked to GOD
Girl, why did you lie?
Liar, liar, pants on fire
It don’t supposed to cry
You jive
I feel like I’m preaching
I’m tired
Question
Cuz you did me so ugly
Now we are nothing
Thought you were my boy
Hope the devil burn your ass

Why did you lie?
Hope the devil burn your ass
I’m so hurt
This is my heart
Girl!
Who went wit’ they move
This is my heart
Hope the devil burn your ass
Girl, why did you lie?
Hope the devil burn your ass
You gave me your word
We shared our lil ratchets
I asked for forgiveness
Hope the devil burn your ass
Some niggas ain’t sendin’ niggas shit huh
Even Lo turned sour
When I see you muthafucka
It don’t supposed to cry
Pokey on tha stand like a bitch now
Got his hands in my Fun Yuns
Why do they bite tha hand that feed em
They crack in the room
Liar, liar, pants on fire
[Hook]

This is my heart
I’m tha only one rolled when my dawg died
[VERSE 2]
Thought you were my boy
Told Trudy White bout tha click huh
Can’t even look up in my eyes
When they up in tha room
Liar, liar, pants on fire
Tell me what’s wrong
Pointin’ out tha whole fuckin’ click huh
I thought it was love
It don’t supposed to cry

You treat me like nuthin
It don’t supposed to cry
I got on my knees
I ate at yo house
I called on tha phone like
And all of these broads

This is my heart
Liar, liar, pants on fire
I’m talkin bout ?
He done switched now
Now you sellin’ out
Lil’ freaky muthafucka
First 48
Girl
I’m in so much pain
Why did you lie?

All tha girls left when I went down
You a lie if you say I ain’t bout mine
We used to be homies
I’m hurt up inside
She done flipped now
Now we facing murder
[HOOK]
Liar, liar, pants on fire
This is my heart
I’m hurt cuz you lied
Girl, why did you lie?
You told me you loved me
It must’ve been drugs
I slept on yo couch
You said you wouldn’t change
Why did you lie?
Thought you were my boy
You stay by my Mama
It was all lies
She said she was gon’ wait for a long time
Ima tell ya
He said, she said
It don’t supposed to cry
For all of my boys
This is my heart
Girl, why did you lie?
She said she was gon’ keep tha pussy all mine
We used to be cousins

A-Trak & Falcons – Ride For Me (feat. Young Thug & 24Hrs)

I was just was chillin’ with your bitch
Money stacked tall, it’s not little (sheesh)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Chain lit up like a fair (bling bling)
Spyder shit, the Bentley crawlin’ (ah, ah, ah)
Whole lotta money got these bitches changin’ minds
You been on my mind
Sippin’ on mimosas with the jeweler (jeweler)
Thugger, you been on my mind"
Bitch, don’t you trip, don’t you make a fuckin’ sound

Thugger, woo!
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
TYO my mothafuckin’ blood brother (blood brother)
You been on my mind
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
These niggas fake like a display, nigga, yeah
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
I was havin’ zero dollars, now a nigga on (yeah, yeah)

Oh, you been on my mind
Fuck Donald Trump, leave him ditch slumped
Then I took care all my kids for somethin’ (big [?] shit)
You should really call my line
Hello, pussy really call my line
Oh, you should really call my line
Bet, bet, nigga leakin’ on his sheets (pow, pow)

Shawty, she give ass, I cannot handle it
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (ride)
That’s the shit I get when I get (when I get that)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Trap boomin’ like I’m ISIS nigga, big bomb
[?]
Baby, woo, woo, uh
You been on my mind
Tell me when I cash out (hah)
[Verse 2: 24hrs]
Big bag make a nigga limp (blat)
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (you live for)
You don’t gotta work no more (work no more)

My lil’ nigga dead on a Xan (dead on them Xan)
[Chorus: Young Thug & 24hrs]
[Outro: 24hrs]
You been on my mind
You can go get everything you see (everything about that)
Tell you when I get back (tell you when I get back)
beast" She said, "Twenty fuck me like a little…
Yeah yeah, you know I ain’t scared of that (you know I ain’t scared of that)
Whole lotta shit, that’s what your bitch need, no
Tell me you gon’ ride for me
I’ma spend a lot of money ’cause it’s more to come (money)
[Chorus: 24hrs]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Oh, you been on my mind
Tell me where’s the logic in [?]
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Oh, you should really call my line
A-Trak, woo!
Tell me you gon’ die by what you live for (live for)
Catch a murder case, then I skip states
Hello, you should really call my mind
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Pablo got me chokin’ on that good (good)
Bustin’ a bazooka, turn your noodle to chalupa
Hundred bands a week, I keep it undercover (count it up)
[Intro: Young Thug]
Me and A-Trak in a two-seater (skrrt, skrrt)
And I went on and cut the chase and told her, "Suck a nigga’s dick or somethin’" (SANDOS)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
You better nip it in the bud like a chip (nip it in the bud)
24hrs
Oh, you been on my mind
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Little red ridin’ in the hood nigga (hood)
Oh, you should really call my line

Oh, you should really call my line
A-Trak, you been on my mind
And you can’t do it better than he could (could)
I feel just like Raji on the jetski (damn)
Big dawg shit off the rip
Oh, oh, oh, oh
And you know we playin’ with these bands (playin’ with them bands)
Good lookin’, she gon’ chew it like some bubblegum
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, woo!
Livin’ like a dork, fuck a geek
These bitches know a nigga ballin’ (ballin’)
Catch a murder case, then skip states with him
Pullin’ up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
Tell me you gon’ fire on a bitch, baby
You should really call my line
I’ma buy her diamonds if she let me (bling)
Tell me you gon’ ride for me (tell me you gon’ ride for me, ride)
Fuck around and drink the whole two liter (damn)
You should really call my line
Put five bands on your lip (blat, blat, blat)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Little red robbin’ nigga, do it (do it)

Only measure money with a ruler (ruler)
Big player, I’ma pop into the end zone (yeah)
"Twenty, you been on my mind
She said, "Twenty, boy, you don’t care" (You don’t care)
Tell me why you ran from my mama
These niggas fake like a display
Whole lotta dick is what your bitch get though (yah)
I was 17 and I was gettin’ it like a fuckin’ ball player
Way too much money, quick, get that shit down (bitch)
Tell me you gon’ die for me (you gon’ die)
Whole lotta money got them wanna stay around (swear)
These niggas fake like a display, nigga (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Buy a bag and smoke it like a zip (like a zip)

Diplo – Get It Right (feat. Mø & GoldLink) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

I’m gonna get it right
They said, "You can’t lose your mind, hurry up, you’re out of time"
Begging me to play the role
I’m gonna get it right
Where did all the flowers go?
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right

They can try to hold me down, but I am
I’m gonna get it right
‘Cause I’m gonna get it right, I’m gonna get it right
[Verse 2: MØ]
They can try to hold me down, but I am
All I want is something better in the purple light
All eyes lying on me, oh
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
[Chorus: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right

They say we’re supposed to grow
I am walking down that road
[Outro: MØ]
You can try to hold me down, but I am
All I want is something better in the purple light

I’m gonna get it right
[Chorus: MØ]
When the sky is filled with smoke and fire
I’m gonna chase them down

I’m gonna get it right
They can try to hold me down, but I am
Learning from the highs and low
I said, "I will rise and shine, even in the coldest night"
All my dreams are running wild
I’m gonna get it right
[Verse 1: MØ]
I’m gonna get it right
I’m gonna get it right

DJ Mustard & Rjmrla – Is It Mine (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)

Games
Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
I just make investments
Oh, dive in it
Cleanin’ up the messes
Is it mine in the morning?

It can be a FaceTime or a text
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
You know that I want it
I gotta see if it’s true
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Hit when you high or when you sober
You know that I want it
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
Waste no time when I bang your line
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Baby, don’t waste my time
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
[Intro]
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Hit me when you choose up
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
Is it mine when you greedy?

Beat it up until you get the message
Tell me how you want it
Mustard on the beat, hoe

Whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine?
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
Ooh, leave this position to me
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Is it mine when you need me?
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Is it mine when I want it?
Baby, do you hear? Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy
[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Whose is it? Is it mine? Oh, whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set
Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
Whose is it? Let me know, whose is it? Is it mine?
Gotta let me know sometime
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
Baby, don’t waste my time
Whose is it? Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it?
We switch positions for you
Is it mine when you need me?
Safe sex, latex, ayy
Tell me how you want it
You say this pussy for me
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Gotta let me know sometime
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
I like when you scream out who the bestest

Maybe we can both nut
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
Is it mine? Whose is it? Huh, whose is it?

You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
(Is it mine ’cause I need it) Is it mine when you greedy?
(Whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine? Whose is it?) Huh, whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Oh, whose is it?

Is it mine when I want it?
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Baby, don’t waste my time
Let me know what’s on your mind
Look, is it mine in the morning?

See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
I ain’t tryna press it
All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex

Fat Trel – No Warning Shots (feat. Yowda)

It wasn’t robbery until I shot a nigga
Feelin’ like the realest which is fat nigga
Boy I live this life of crime
[Verse 1: Fat Trel]
I just got a nigga
Maserati drop head, whole lot nigga
He only shoot to kill he don’t give no warnin’ shots

Who’d ever knew that I’d be rappin’ work a different way
[Verse 2: Yowda]

Should’a ran how I motherfuckin’ clock niggas
For a dolla’ I’ll break em’ up proper nigga
Poppin’ up a flat throw it back quicka’
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Nigga gettin’ big guap nigga
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
Got my whole life sittin’ in this stash
Duckin’ suckas in the [?]
Couple racks, then we fuckin’ up the sacks nigga
Boy respecting where I’m at
Gettin’ money is my job and my past time
You niggas can’t fit my pants, socks, or my shoes

In the kitchen fuckin’ up the hole pot nigga
Loyalty over the cash
I don’t move if it ain’t about the cash
Barely payin’ rent, how the fuck you pay some dudes
I got my cars and my jewelry, oh I love my grind
Anywhere I go, I got nigga
Hunnid xans in the locker nigga
Every city, every hood its the same story
You niggas ain’t sold a brick until you wrote a rhyme
Ask around how I’m 50 round at nigga
For a whip movin’ fast
After proper preparation then get sent away
I see you rap niggas like hangin’ out with ratchets
In and out the game I made a smooth getaway
For a whip movin’ fast
You gon’ die if I don’t pop up without the mask
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
What makes it worse you suckers like to run in packs
I’m rappin’ work just to keep the [?] away
Boy respecting where I’m at
[?] but I don’t need a pass
You suckas only rappin’
[Chorus: Fat Trel]
Loyalty over the cash
Stop, I [?] rap niggas
And my nigga Yowda got a lot of niggas
My lil’ nigga ridin’ round with 30 in his Glock
Catch a op, I’ma put him on his back nigga
Niggas [?] for a moment of glory

[?] but I don’t need a pass

J.I.D – EdEddnEddy

I’m drowsy off a Xan, nigga legs is spaghetti
Turn off your cool, I mean, I might freeze
Me and my two, okay

But we in this motherfucker real tight
I pull up to your hood, just let me know when you ready
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
I was moving too fast, I ain’t hear what you said
I’m rolling up this dub, finna face it, beheaded, mm-mm
They was representing for Trump real tight
Bounce, bounce
What you talking bout, homes?
Love me like drugs, bitch I might be
I’m with my motherfucking brothers, nigga (hahahahah)
[Intro]
We was celebrating life, tryna get to the fetty
Hold on, chill out, please give me a second
But me and my two niggas, we like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn
Never sell weed cause I’m smoke it too much
Nigga, fuck you talking about?
Ball forever, nigga!
[Verse]
Nah bruh (huh?)
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Yo’ love light bulb, turn on lights please
[Outro]
I mean hold on, relax, please give me a chance
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
I’m Zack, you AC, that Jessie and Kelly
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Cut all of the bullshit, nigga chop the confetti

Nigga, I’m tight!
You ready? I’m ready, uh, alright I’m ready, you ready?
I mean most of y’all niggas love drugs like me
Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, ain’t left, everything right
I fuck up the pack, I don’t fuck with the sack
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, damn

Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Me and my two niggas be like Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
Nigga, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy, Ed, Edd ‘n’ Eddy
And I mean the bread come quick, he told me bring him 300

Me and my two, alright, me and my two, okay
Aye, aye, nigga, Snapchat niggas twisted up real tight
I brought him excuses and like 200 or something
[Skit]

Kari Jobe – Lover Of My Soul (Lyrics On Screen)

[Chorus 1]
I am forever Yours
Keep me in Your arms forever
Hear my greatest song
It’s You and You alone
[Bridge]
[Chorus 2]
Burning in my heart
Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You
Fall in this place (King of glory come)
Let Your presence fall
Pull me in Your arms forever!
You’re my one true love
It’s You and You alone

Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Oh lover of my soul
Keep me in Your arms forever

Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)
King of glory come
I love You Lord, I love You Lord

Fall in this place
Fall in this place
You’re saving, You’re strong
Fall in this place
Oh lover of my soul

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh lover of my soul

[Chorus 2]
Fall in this place (King of glory come)
Fall in this place
Fall in this place (King of glory come!)
It’s You and You alone
[Verse 1]
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
Oh lover of my soul (lover of my soul)

Pull me in Your arms forever!
I am forever Yours (I am forever Yours, forever Yours)

Jesus, every heartbeat longs, for You
Oh lover of my soul
Hear my sinful soul

Oh lover of my soul
Fall in this place
I surrender all
Burning in my heart
I love You Lord, I love You Lord
King of heaven come
[Pre-Chorus]
Burning in my heart (my heart, my heart, my heart)
[Verse 2]
Oh lover of my soul
Oh lover of my soul
Pull me in Your arms forever!
Every breathe is Yours

Parson James – Only You

Only you-ah
You-ah
You-ah
And I need your love, I need you here with me
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh

Only you-ah
[Chorus]
I can’t give up and I can’t let go

When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
And I know it’s hard for five million reasons
[Verse 1]

I won’t give up, I won’t lose
[Pre-Chorus]
Only you-ah
Only you-ah
Only you-ah

Only you
And I don’t care ’bout much else
[Bridge]

Only you
And I need someone to lay down beside me
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
But I don’t think I could wait

I can’t give up and I can’t let go
Only you-ah
[Pre-Chorus]
And my poor old heart’s in five million pieces
I’m gonna get myself back home to you, ooh
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
I won’t give up, I won’t lose
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
When I’m feeling your love it’s like a wind that blows
Only you-ah
‘Cause I can’t sleep by myself
Now I’m asking for your help
[Verse 2]
I can’t give up and I can’t let go
[Chorus]
Only you
Only you-ah
[Chorus]
When I’m broken down and I’m bruised
[Pre-Chorus]
Only you-ah

smokepurpp – Fingers Blue (feat. Travis Scott) (Uncensored)

Diamond teeth (shine), diamonds white and pink (it’s lit)
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
[Hook: Smokepurpp]
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
If I slide the top off then you better shoot (yeah!)
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Pour the juice, hit the jack and count the deads
Heard you a snitch, nigga be quiet cuz you can get bitched
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Yeah I’m the shit, all of my songs is a hit I don’t miss
[Hook: Smokepurpp & Travis Scott]
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Yeah, all she do is dance and take xans, she too basic
Smokin’ on gas in the VIP, poppin’ champagne on a bitch
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
Fuckin’ yo thot yeah I do that for certain
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Hop out the whip, i’m in the kitchen i whip
Yeah, back in sync, just in time to drink
I just fucked this bitch inside a Bentley coupe
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
[Hook: Smokepurpp]
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
Hit her off the view, top floor aerial
I keep a chopper it’s loaded, hop out the rolls got my name on the curtain
I like selling mid because I smoke the boof
If she ever plan on fall asleep my hands replace them
I be countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Chopper on me, shots to the head make him sit
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
Run up on me you get cut like a turkey
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

Whole damn crew, off the zoot
Still strawberry smooth, still roll off the goop

Till my fingers blue

Poppin’ on xannies and poppin’ on perkies
And I stay clean like detergent
Till my fingers blue, till my fingers blue
Hopped up in the Wraith got stars up on the roof
Lil purpp
I like countin’ hunnids till my fingers blue

[Intro: Smokepurpp]
Lamborghini roadster, this is not the coupe (Skrr skrr)

Dipset – More Than Music (feat. Jr Writer & Hell Rell)

A lot of y’all sick corner based snort this tape
The Bronx is where I reside haze got me hizzigh
3’s for the Cadillac ridin’ on vogues, man
I put my life on paper when I record my music
What you ain’t understadin’ shorty
Snitch you should go gossip with the chicks
Addressin’ like dressin’ catch up/ketchup the drop is mustard
They not envelopes picture Rell lickin’ on ’em
How many rides I own never been to Six Flags
And yes I brought some powerful people with me!
This motherfuckin’ game we got a right to braggin’
I’ll burn all my money before I give a bitch mine
Soon as I lift up my shirt the cameras on me
[Verse 1: Hell Rell]
Pound down an O roll it in Habana golds
I tell her kiss ass hit her with a Kiss laugh
All my people from nation to nation, yes I brought somethin’ powerful with me!
I got a line up of killas tha’tll just blam you for me
A pimp check the blue mink pocket full of chips
So the dudes lust ’em it’s a movement fuck ’em
In the beginnin’ of this movement it was all a dream
At the Waldorf tryin to valet the hooptie
Me I still tag play the groupies
And we’d like to present somethin’ we call More Than Music
And when I rap scrap they say Lord have sake
That’s Prada on my kicks your wife all on my dick
We do this for the love Duke this is More Than Music
How you cook your coke I ice water with mine

We didn’t land on the rock, we moved the rock
Picture Rell trickin’ on ’em
I freak a land of hoes sittin’ on that Phantom Rolls
Still over the stove cookin’ that raw

Niggas clap to the flow they applaud my music
The game switchin’ on ’em
Can you imagine how we smashin’
The six-minute prince every rapper sorta hate
Cause when I’m out its like Girls Gone Wild
The passion, the dedication, the persistence
To achieve greatness, to reach each and every speaker from here on out
Cause I do it no pause breathers nor water breaks
Picture me blam the 40
All the G’s salutin’ me bitches screamin’ my name
I ain’t with the talkin’ fam I see you and attack
They boy get stupid ain’t no more to me
Writer] [Verse 2: J.R.

And I analyzed the game when Killa took me on tour
You can look me in my eyes and see it’s More Than Music
And truly take her to a ballet and movie
Sazzae a hoochie with bags made of Gucci
If the bitch ask for me to really trick bags
Writers Block for the hell of it and Duke Production
Ain’t no more to see, I’m More Than Music
I’m logically the shit a bottle full of Cris
Felt good to be on stage rocks gleam from the chain
And we the Byrdgang I threw this eagle on my back
[Intro: Duke Da God]
Sinatra dutches you gots to love it
I hustle to get rich; you hustle just to get by
See how I switch fag Jag with the rip rag
1’s for the money and 2’s for the show and
All my niggas from state to state. All my niggas from town to town

Flo Rida – Hola (feat. Maluma)

I saw you across the room
Hola, hola (Dirty boy, baby)
Make your body say
Make your body say
Vengo de Colombia, baby, if you wanna play
Oh my, oh my God
Yeah, that’s how you taste
And I’m here for temptation
Make your body say
You with all that ass, yes
Don’t put your name right now
Alright, to ride
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
Hey ma’, hey mama
Hola, hola
Oh my, oh my God (hola, hola)

Hola, hola
I saw you across the room
Hola, hola
Hola, hola-la (hola, hola)

Come right here, and make your body say it, yeah yeah

I don’t speak your language
Hey ma’, hey mama
You here for vacation

[Bridge: Flo Rida]
Make your body say
Hola, hola
Hey ma’, hey mama

I don’t speak your language, but
[Post-Chorus: Flo Rida]
[Chorus: Flo Rida]
Don’t need no translation, just
Hola, hola-la
But girl, I love that fragrance
Aunque no me entiendas voy
[Verse 2: Maluma]
[Post-Chorus: Flo Rida]
We should get acquainted like
We should get acquainted like
Really no need to speak too much
Hey ma’, hey mama (alright, alright, baby)
And I just have to say
Con su gafitas Gucci nunca, nunca falla, yeah
I don’t speak your language, but
Don’t need no translation, just
But that need to change right now
Hola, hola
And I just have to say

Make your body say
Te quiero conocer, tell me what’s your name
Come right here, and make your body say it, yeah yeah
Don’t know what to say
Oh my, oh my God
[Pre-Chorus: Flo Rida]
Let’s see if you can take it
Make your body say
Like a lollipop
Sweeter than ones in the ice cream truck
I just have to say
Eres sabrosura pura
Hola, hola-la

Hola, hola

(Maluma, baby)
Come right here (Maluma, baby)
Hola, hola
Maluma, baby
[Verse 1: Flo Rida]
Oh-oh, for you make me say
[Post-Chorus: Flo Rida]

Modela en la orilla de la playa
I don’t speak your language, but

Don’t need no translation, just
Hola-la-la-la-la

[Intro: Maluma]

We should get acquainted like
You a charm, yeah you give me good luck (Oh)
So drop it in rotation

[Chorus: Maluma & Flo Rida]

Don’t put your name right now
Mira qué linda figura
Make your body say (Dirty boy)
Make your body say
[Pre-Chorus: Flo Rida]
[Chorus: Flo Rida & Maluma]
Quiero conocerte ya
But that need to change right now
And make your body say, yeah yeah
Hola, hola-la
Come right here, and make your body say it, yeah yeah

Vengo de Colombia, baby, if you wanna play
I’ma put it on you
Don’t need no translation, just
Oh my, oh my God
Te quiero conocer, tell me what’s your name