Daily Archives: March 27, 2018

K Camp – Racks Like This (feat. Moneybagg Yo)

But with racks like this (Racks !), she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Yo! Let’s go, let’s go)
I’m back on this (Ah! Ah !), you ain’t got no flavor back up bitch

[Verse 1]
Yo!
Bitch I got more money than your man (Imma flex on purpose)
(Ah !) I know his whip ain’t talking bout shit

Can’t go out sad about a hoe (Oh no)
But what
[Verse 2]
[Hook]
I’m back on this, you ain’t got no flavor back up bitch
Racks on me no wallet, please catch her she fallin
[Outro]
Rare Sound
(Ah !) I know ya nigga ain’t talking bout shit
[Hook]
Bitch gotta know it ain’t sweet
Fucked her one time in the suite (one time)
Fucked her one time at the Westin (one time)
When I know the bitch ain’t mine
But with racks like this (Racks !), she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Yo! Let’s go, let’s go)
Yeah, bands on bands (Racks!)
Bitch stop playin
Rare Sound
Drop top whip just flexin
With racks like this (Rare Sound), she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Don’t think you deserve it)
Look at these diamonds they shine, look at my bitch she fine
Ca$h Clay…
She wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this, Ahah…
You think you deserve a second chance (you think you deserve it)
I’m back on this, right now I just feel like fuck that bitch (I think she deserves it)
Threw ten racks on a freak (Ten racks)

Ah !), you ain’t got no flavor back up bitch I’m back on this (Ah!

With racks like this (Let’s go), she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Ahah! Whoo whoo !)
I’m back on this, right now I just feel like fuck that bitch (You think you deserve it)
Stacked up the racks real neat (Ten racks)
20 racks on me, might hit Phipps
Ten racks get ya ass sweeped (Ten racks)
With racks like this, she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Ahah !)
I’m back on this, right now I just feel like fuck that bitch (I think she deserves it)
Brand new beam with a few more clips
But with racks like this, she wouldn’t wanna turn her back on this (Yo !)
(Ah !) I know his bank ain’t talking bout shit
Drop top whip just crawlin
I know his team ain’t talking bout shit
[Intro]
I know his crib ain’t talking bout shit

Been countin up all week (all week)
[Hook]

Alison Wonderland – High (feat. Trippie Redd)

Come and catch a vibe with me, lil’ baby
Come and catch a…
Come and catch a…
Come and get high with me, my love, ooh
I just wanna know (ooh, ay, uh)
Would you die for me, lil’ baby?
Come and ride for me, lil’ baby
Swear this love is all you need, lil’ baby
Come and get high with me
Yeah, come and get high with me, my love
Come and get high
She’s my soul to keep, lil’ baby
Baby, get high with me, lil’ baby
Roll up, get high with me, babe
Shawty, are you ride or die for me, babe?
Yeah, your soul for me to reap, lil’ baby
Yeah, it’s getting hard to breathe, lil’ baby

Feelings to the side with me, lil’ baby (yeah)
Come and get high with me, lil’ baby
[Drop]
Yeah, get high with me, lil’ baby
Come and get high with me, my love
Come and get high with me
That’s my baby, she’s so fly with me, lil’ baby
Come and catch a vibe with me
Ay, get high with me, my love
Woah, get high
Come and get high with me
[Verse]
Come on, come ride with me, babe
Put your feelings to the side with me, lil’ baby

Would you fight for me, lil’ baby?
Come and get high with me, my love
Yeah, it’s getting high to me, lil’ baby (yeah)
Come and get high with me, lil’ baby

Trouble & Mike Will Made-It – Bring It Back (feat. Drake) (Uncensored)

Hit the gas and we outta there
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Let do it
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie

Mike Will Made-it, bitch
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah

I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
Might be right, gift and a curse, I take it all as blessin’
[Verse 2: Drake & Trouble]
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
All about the family, niggas took the pledge (took that shit)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
But you ain’t no mothafuckin’ good
You can’t push us to the edge, Trouble from the edge

Money man
[Chorus: Trouble]
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Worry ’bout these hoes and you ain’t got no money
Yeah, Richard Mille, heavy on the watch (bitch)
Big Trouble, baby
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Aye, she say you so mothafuckin’ hood
Go for that shit now, go get your money man

[Chorus: Trouble]
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Tryna teach a young nigga flexin’
[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
Wanna go to war, but you ain’t got no money
Extra million just to see the Maybach drop (drop, drop)
Crest white smile on my face
Mike WiLL Made-It (Mike WiLL)

I gotta come for you, you shot at my lil’ partner though
Mike Will Made-It
Know you fuckin’ with a real one though, no question (no doubt)
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Charlie I got the game down now, sorry Mr.
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
[Chorus: Trouble]
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Just dropped some bandos on some glasses, yeah
Yeah, tryna show me that she ’bout it
I gotta get it, you came from my lil partner then (fuck)
I could put you frontline, just bring it back
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
Yeah, I don’t play no games boy, I’m at your head (at your head)
Do it for the six, because we started there (started)
Diamonds on a young nigga, dancin’, yeah
Go get your money man, go get that
Once I get to snappin’ ain’t nobody safe (nobody)
Either way if they was with ya, they goin’ with ya
[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]
Hatin’ on that man won’t do you no blessin’
Partna you gon’ get spent doin’ all that flexin’
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
‘Bout it, ’bout it, yeah, shawty ’bout it, ’bout it, yeah
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, yeah
The loud wild off the gate, don’t need your molly
[Verse 1: Trouble]

Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
Reality gon’ hit ya or we gon’ hit ya
Huh, all about that paper, can’t miss a beat, yeah
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty

Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, it’s on here, throw it back, damn
Bring it back, bring it back, yeah
Me and Big Trouble baby (DTE)
Don’t wanna have to chase you down ’bout them stack
So many of us shootin’ you straight, ain’t no pressure
Ounces in my mothafuckin’ pantry (yeah)
I’ma get some cho-cho, one thing ’bout me, yeah
[Intro: Trouble]
[Pre-Chorus: Trouble]

Take the charger, bad lil shawty, say she ’bout it
Just dropped your bitch off, man, that hoe so nasty
Charlie As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr.
Gossip all that hoe shit, miss me with that
Now you gotta own up to that shit you said
I got a girl that used to ride around with ‘Pac an’ them (‘Pac)
‘Cause I will blow ya back, bring it back, this ho here throw it back

Marilyn Manson – Tattooed In Reverse (Uncensored)

Your confession means nothing
[Chorus]

There ain’t nothing in my hourglass
I can’t be bridled, of course
So fuck your attrition
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse

So fuck your bible and your Babel
And I made it my weapon
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Just sand from a dead sea
I got tattooed in reverse
In reverse

I got tattooed in reverse
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
And I made it my weapon
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
I can’t be bridled, of course
I got tattooed in reverse
So hold your breath and just wait
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
You can’t play this game, you’ve lost all the pieces
Your confession means nothing
Racing to a red light
I made this psalm into my dirty bomb
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Got tattooed in reverse
[Verse]
Fuck your bible and your Babel
But I’m not convinced by your costume
So fuck your attrition
I can’t be bridled, of course
I’m un-stabled, I’m not a show horse
Racing to a red light

I got tattooed in reverse

I made this psalm into my dirty bomb

(I’m sure) Someone else will pay for your sins

So fuck your bible and your Babel
[Pre-Chorus]
I’m un-scabbed and un-regretted
So dance, motherfucker, dance
Just sand from a dead sea
[Chorus]
Racing to a red light

[Pre-Chorus]
There ain’t nothing in my hourglass
And I made it my weapon
In reverse
This ain’t my goddamn cup of tears

Jessie Reyez – Figures, A Reprise (feat. Daniel Caesar)

Figures
Figures
That’s what I wish that I could do to you, you
If you couldn’t get me back

Wish that I could help myself, give myself to someone else
I’m sick for your love, I just can’t get enough
Stuck to you, you turn me to a fool
Worried ’bout my mental health, all the pain that I’ve done felt
If you couldn’t get me back, yeah
Love figures
You’re the one who’s gonna lose
You’re the one who’s gonna lose
Cause I’m sick for your love
You couldn’t get me back
Something so special, something so real
Begging for me just to give ’em a try
To you, you
Wish I could hurt you back
Yeah, figures
[Verse 1: Jessie Reyez]
Love, what would you do if you couldn’t get me back
[Chorus: Jessie Reyez]
[Outro: Jessie Reyez]
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
Love, what would you do if you couldn’t get me back

Knocked me right off my own pedestal
I’m willing to stay
To you, you

I got a lineup of girls and a lineup of guys
I’m the bad guy cause I can’t learn to trust
I wish I could hurt you back
You say sorry once and you think it’s enough
[Verse 2: Daniel Caesar]
Tell me, girl, how in the fuck would you feel?
Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel?
That’s what I wish that I could do to you, you
Something so special, something so real
Figures
Reasons to leave, I just pray that you’ll miss me
I got a cup full of whiskey, 150
[Chorus: Jessie Reyez, Daniel Caesar, Both]
I wish I could hurt you back

If you couldn’t get me back

H.E.R. – Jungle (Drake Cover) (DJ Target 1Xtra Session) (Live)

Are you down for the cause?
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
Put a bib on me

Rock me real slowly
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
Feel like we one and the same, our relationship changed
Are we still good? Are we still good?
Rock me real slowly

She from the jungle, she from the jungle
But fuck what they talkin’ about on your timeline
Hate that I treat it like it’s a whatever thing
The things you do
I’m just like a baby, droolin’ over you
Who is your replacement?
Are you down for the cause?
[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Rock me real slowly
Being indecisive makes me anxious
Rock me real slowly
I’m all over the place, I can’t sit in one place
Are we still good? Are we still good?
[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Yeah, these days these new girls, they got me nervous
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
She forgave me for everything, this a forever thing

That or it never existed
Don’t know where we stand, I used to hit you ’bout everything
These days, I’m lettin’ God handle all things above me
[Chorus: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
Are we still good? Are we still good?
[Verse 3: Drake]
Are we still good? Are we still good?
That’s cuttin’ all into my time with you
Who can I call for your information?
I’m not ashamed at all
Put a bib on me
You still down? You still down? You still down?
She said you’re my everything
The things you do

My time with you, my
Listen, you can hear them callin’ my name
They go to school and do bottle service
[Outro: Gabriel Garzón Montano]
[Verse 1: Drake]

I love you through everything, I done did everything to her
Put a bib on me
Fuck what they talkin’ about on your timeline
Call your number and it’s out of service
Rock, put a bib on me
This shit is everything to me, this shit is everything
Are you down for the cause?
Whenever they say somethin’ bout us you listen
That’s cuttin’ all into my time with you
Are you down? Are you down? Are you down?
[Verse 2: Drake]
I take somebody else’s car, drive there undercover
What am I supposed to do after we done everything that we’ve done?

Rock me real slowly
Trust me girl, this shit is everything to me
The things you do
They can’t decide, they keep switchin’ majors
Rock me real slowly
If I need to talk, are you around?
Still findin’ myself, let alone a soulmate, I’m just sayin’
The things I can’t change are the reasons you love me

H.E.R. – Focus (DJ Target 1Xtra Session) (Live)

Can you focus on me?
Lately I’ve been a little fed up
Hands in the soap
Me
Wish you would just focus on
Babe
[Chorus]
[Pre-Chorus]
Lazy and broke?

But I feel alone even when we’re alone

[Chorus]
So I guess I can’t complain
Look me in my eyes
Can you focus on me?
But I don’t wanna give up
[Verse 2]
Can you focus on me?
Wish you would just focus on
[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 1]

Can you focus on me?
And I keep looking at you
Baby, focus

No, he get this money
Me
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, I just want you to get up
[Outro]
Baby, I just want you to get up
Me
But I don’t wanna give up

Have the faucet’s running
Me
Me
Can you focus on me?
Me
I just wanna love you, baby
And that don’t cost a thing
Me

Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
You don’t have a clue
Can’t you see?
Stuck on your phone
[Chorus]
Baby, can you focus on me?
And you’re stuck in your zone
Lately I’ve been a little fed up
Baby

Zaytoven & Young Dolph – Left Da Bank

I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
Nine times out of ten I probably got them racks on me (yeah)
[Chorus]
Ten times out of ten, you know I got a strap on me
Walked out the bank laughing (ha, ha, ha)
Rutger under my mattress (trap)
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)

I ain’t never owed a nigga shit and I even pay all my taxes (never owed a nigga shit!)
[Verse 2]
I just left the bank (uh)
I carry a bookbag, I can’t do nothing with a wallet (rich racks)
I just left the bizank (bank)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
[Intro]
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)

All these golden diamonds ’round my neck like I’m King Tut
Every other day, I’m at the bank making deposits (yup)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Walked in the bank smiling (ha)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)
[Chorus]
Nine times out of ten I probably got them racks on me
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)
And my lil’ bitch with me, she so thick, that it’s a shizame (damn)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (aye, yeah)
Cartier on my glasses (yeah)
Ten times out of ten, you know I got a strap on me (yeah)

You ain’t seen me bitch, then you ain’t seen nothing
You ain’t seen me bitch, then you ain’t seen nothing
Me and my girlfriend (brr)
Ain’t nobody straight, in these streets nobody safe (aye)
I just cut the front yard had too many snakes (uh)
Smoking on that stizank (stank)
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)
I can’t fuck with these niggas cause they broke and petty (damn)
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)
Backseat watching Belly (yeah)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)
Yeah, I just left the motherfucking bank (woo)
Fifteen, start trapping (trap)
[Chorus]
Hello, oh Zay, what’s poppin’?
All I need in this life of sin (what’s that?)
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (woah, woah)
Nigga, I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Naw, I don’t like rappers, and my lil’ bitch badder (bad)
I just left the bank, ha
I just left the bank, I just left the bank (yeah, yeah!)
Swerving in a foreign, on the E-Way, on that drizank (lean)
Yea, we got the same car, but mines cost more and it’s faster (zoom)
Rose gold Patek (Philippe)
Oh, I’m finna pull up

[Outro]
All these golden diamonds round my neck like I’m King Tut (aye)
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)

Dumping gelato ashes (yeah)
I just left the motherfucking bank (yeah, yeah)
Zaytoven
Makaveli
I just left the motherfucking bank (uh huh!)
House by the lake (uh)
I just left the bank, uh I just left the bank (woo)

Yhung T.O. – Misunderstood

Just remember when we first met
[Verse 2]
I just wanna say that I missed you
If you say that you’re my brotha
And know that I can still see you smile
That I couldn’t be here wit’ you
I can feel it in my chest I know they tryna take me
Just remember all the good times we had
Don’t RIP me, slide for me

I just wanna say that I’m sorry
I just wanna say that I’m sorry
So we used to fight when I was a kid
I just hope you never forget me
And It’s forever fuck suckas
But always keep our name goin’
And never do somethin’ you don’t feel in yo’ heart

I just hope you forgive me
[Chorus]
Appreciate you, you know I did
And never do somethin’ you don’t feel in yo’ heart
That I couldn’t be here wit’ you
So if I don’t make it, I wanna say that I loved you
Truth is, I been facin’ demons lately
Treated me like I was your son and never different
[Chorus]
If a nigga disrespect, you gotta drop ’em
Don’t ever stop pushin’ the movement
I know that you don’t understand right now
I just wanna say that I miss you
Just remember how I made you smile
Lately I feel like my time runnin’ short
I just wanted to be a man, wanted to do the best I can
Grandma you raised amazin’ children
Just know I always gave you props
I just wanna say that I’m sorry
But I got no regrets, look how far I made it

But one day you gon’ feel me, yeah
That I couldn’t be here wit’ you
But one day you gon’ feel me, yeah, yeah
But one day you gon’ feel me
I know you don’t understand right now
Never switch up, keep it solid

I just hope you forgive me
So if I don’t make it, I wanna say that I loved you
Felt like you was tryna be my pops
I just hope you never forget me
To my niggas, you know I love you
And when you look up in the sky, just know I got you
I was taught always keep faith in God
And never do somethin’ you don’t feel in yo’ heart
Even if I ain’t there to do it
And that nigga wasn’t there so I didn’t need a pops
I did wrong in my life might be too late to change it
I know that you don’t understand right now
I was taught always keep faith in God
Keep yo’ enemies closer than yo’ patnas
And just in case they try and tell you different
I just hope you never forget me
I just hope you forgive me
[Chorus]
Lately I feel like my time runnin’ short
You was the best momma, know I loved you for it
Always said that I would make it and I finally did it
I was taught always keep faith in God
I know havin’ nobody probably made it hard
Show ’em how to be a woman and be who they are
Know my sisters need they momma so just play yo’ part
Now I see you was just tryna mold me
I know my dad left, I never blamed you for it
Losin’ your only son, I know it’s hard
[Verse 1]
Know we got separated, never looked at you different
Just know I gave my all and I made it far
Show the world that we legendary
Momma don’t take it hard
Uncle taught me how to be a man
So if I don’t make it, I wanna say that I loved you
Helluva Made This Beat Baby
Lately I feel like my time runnin’ short
I just wanna say that I missed you
I know you just wanted to help but grandma you did all you can
I didn’t want a man to show me nothin’

Trippie Redd & A1Billionaire – Rookie Of The Year

Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year
She ride the dick like a bike, ooh (slide)

Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year
Big 14 shot callin’ bitch, aye (yeah)
She suck that dick like a [?] (slide, slide)
Got my goons with me and they totin’ sticks and poles

Bitch I ball hard, I’m the rookie of the year (yeah)
Bitches goin’ brazy over Instagram post (yeah)
VVS my diamonds on my neck, and wrist is froze (yeah it’s froze)
Bitch I ball hard, I’m the rookie of the year (yeah)
Aye, aye, made the money right up off the stove (off the stove)
Known to sauce a beat up, Kyrie Irving, yeah (sauce a bitch)
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard like I’m Perkins (like I’m Perkins)
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard like I’m Perkins
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
She ride the dick like a bike (yeah)
Yeah, in a big body coupe and I’m swervin’, ay
Yeah
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year (yeah)
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year (bitch)
She ride the dick like a bicycle (woo, slide)
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year
VonMar, put ’em in a coffin bitch, whoa (in a coffin bitch)
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year (yeah)
She ride that dick like a Tesla
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Ooo, yeah
Got some shooters with me, bitch, you know they on go (on go)
I’m really stressin’ her out
I’m at your throat like a necklace (woo)
She callin’ in like a heist (yeah)
Big 14 ballin’ bitch, aye (yeah)

Might roast ya, aye
[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah (slide), yeah (slide)
Ay, Big 14 bitch
Switchin’ lanes in a big suburban, aye (aye)
Known to sauce a beat up, Kyrie Irving, yeah (Kyrie Irving)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (slide, slide)
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year (bitch)
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard, I’m the rookie of the year
Switchin’ lanes in a big suburban, aye (in suburban)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, in a big body coupe and I’m swervin’, aye (and I’m swervin’)
Dive up in that pussy like a dolphin bitch, aye (like a dolphin bitch)
Get closer, aye (close)
Bitch I ball hard, I’m the rookie of the year
Yeah, in a big body coupe and I’m swervin’, aye (lean, yeah)

She eat that nut, nah no elephant (slide, slide)
He always lyin’ and flexin’ (flex, woo)

I slam that pussy, no wrestlin’ (slide)
[Verse 2: A1Billionaire]
I just keep a bad bitch with me, yeah, closer (too bad)
I just keep a good bitch with me, yeah, close (yeah)
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard, I’m the rookie of the year
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard like I’m Perkins (like I’m Perkins)
Bitch, I pour the four up (pourin’ up the lean)
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Switchin’ lanes in a big suburban, ay
She say a nigga irrelevant (slide, woo)
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Bitch I’m ballin’ hard, I’m the rookie of the year
[Pre-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Known to sauce a beat up, Kyrie Irving, yeah
Rookie of the, rookie of the, rookie of the year

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Blunt

I get too much, big money always
I get too much, big money always
But you know that I’ve got trust issues
I be too blunt, I say the wrong things
They don’t want me to win, I just want to be the GOAT
I won’t be callin’ you sis, don’t you be out here callin’ me bro
I changed, you changed, but my money long, ayy
I’m way too blunt, I say the wrong things
And you, that’s the best with a stack
I gotta stack up my money, I’m workin’ on off days
[Chorus]
I changed, you changed, but my money long, ayy
[Intro]
I changed, you changed, but my money long, ayy
I know you always be trippin’, ’cause you say I never be home
Count up a lot of blue hunnids, yeah that’s what they all say
If I put a price on his head, hit him from long range
I’m way too blunt, I say the wrong things
You just switched up, you said you won’t change
[Verse]
Tank God
And you want to be out here strippin’
I’m way too blunt, I say the wrong things
They don’t want me to sin, it’s the reason that I do
[Chorus]

And I’m dangerously in love with you
But that’s how you know you my bitch, ’cause you always gon’ pick up the phone

I changed, you changed, but my money long, ayy
I get too much, big money always
How could you switch on me, you said you won’t change
You lookin’ beautiful girl, you look just like Beyoncé
I don’t know what it is, but I fuck with you
I should just pay your tuition, ’cause I know you’re better than that
I get too much, big money always
You just switched up, you said you won’t change
I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable
The bitches I wanted to hit used to be out here callin’ me broke
How could you switch on me, you said you won’t change

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – She Love A

She thought I was stuck with her, so I left her stuck, ayy
Got a mansion and a condo, never missed a payment
I’ma bang you like LeBron, ayy, give me 1 K
She like, she don’t wanna fall in love, but she love A
I don’t like it when you bite baby, use your tongue, ayy
She like, "I don’t really wanna come where you from," ayy
She thought I was stuck with her, so I left her stuck, ayy
You can catch him in the cut with his eyes lazy
I spent 17 thousand on a diamond bracelet
Got the money and the power, and they started hatin’
Yeah I know you feel offended, but you won’t touch, ayy
Ness on the beat
She like, she don’t wanna fall in love, but she love A
[Verse]
They like, "Oh, this is a light year, you got a buzz," ayy
She like, "Oh, you rock Amiri with that Louis Vuitton," ayy

I can party on a Sunday, if I want, ayy
She like, "I don’t really wanna come where you from," ayy
She get jealous, all her friends around her wanna fuck, ayy
If we hit ’em up, just promise me you never say shit
She like, "Oh, you rock Amiri with that Louis Vuitton," ayy
They can’t wait to catch me slippin’, I’ma leave ’em waitin’
"’Cause I heard a lot of stories about here you from," ayy

Cop a Rari on a Monday and hit my Tay-K
Yeah I know you feel offended, but you won’t touch, ayy
I can make you my Beyoncé, I you want, ayy
I don’t really wanna fight, yeah, I got a gun, ayy
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, but just call me baby
[Chorus]
You know Bubba, that’s my brother, but we ain’t related
She get jealous, all her friends around her wanna fuck, ayy
They like, "Oh, this is a light year, you got a buzz," ayy
[Chorus]
In the Bentley, now I’m yellin’ "Fuck a train station"
"’Cause I heard a lot of stories about here you from," ayy
[Intro]
And I know she drive me crazy, but that’s my baby

Elvis Presley – One Broken Heart For Sale

And my heart hasn’t any
Well, excuse me if you see me crying like a baby
One broken heart for sale
And told me I was playing
For sale for a penny
Who wants…
Since she rejected me
[Verse 1]

She would not listen to the things my heart was saying
Who wants to buy a heart

Some guys have all the luck
One broken lover’s heart

There’s nothing left to save me
Who wants to buy a heart
[Verse 2]
[Chorus]
One broken heart for sale
[Outro]
[Chorus]

I think I’ll paint a sign
She turned and walked away

One broken lover’s heart

Keane – Everybody’s Changing

So little time
You’re aching, you’re breaking
And I don’t feel the same

So little time
I try to stay awake and remember my name
You’re gone from here
Oh

And I can see the pain in your eyes
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
And I don’t feel the same
And I don’t feel the same
Says everybody’s changing
And I don’t feel the same
Soon you will disappear
So little time
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
‘Cause everybody’s changing

Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
But everybody’s changing

I don’t see how you can
I try to stay awake and remember my name
Try to understand that I’m
But everybody’s changing

Try to understand that I’m
Everybody’s changing
And I don’t feel right
But when I think about it

Try to understand that I’m
I try to stay awake and remember my name
And I don’t know why
Fading into beautiful light
You say you wander your own land
But everybody’s changing

Avril Lavigne – He Wasn’t

He wasn’t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.

This point of view is getting stale.
He never made me feel like I was special.

There’s not much going on today.
He isn’t really what I’m looking for.
And clean my room when all else fails.

What happened to my Saturday?
He isn’t really what I’m looking for.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.

Like I was special, cuz I was special.
He wasn’t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn’t even open up the door.

He wasn’t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
Na na na na na, we’ve all got choices.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He wouldn’t even open up the door.
He wouldn’t even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
I’m really bored, it’s getting late.
I think it’s time for me to bail.
I’ll sit on my bed alone, staring at the phone.
Monday’s coming, the day I hate.

Na na na na na.
He wasn’t what I wanted, what I thought, no.
Na na na na, we’ve all got voices.
This is when I start to bite my nails.
He wouldn’t even open up the door.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
I’ll sit on my bed alone, staring at the phone.
He isn’t really what I’m looking for.