ASAP Rocky – A$Ap Forever (feat. Moby)

Dealing with life and its highs and lows
In love with my bitch cause she bi
In my dreams, I’m dying all the time
I guess it’s called livin’, shit I suppose
(Game, game, game, game)
[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
[Verse: A$AP Rocky]

Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
She losin’ her mind, we kiss to Frank Ocean and Blonde
I never meant to hurt you (then and now)
Gang, A$AP boys come with the flame
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
I’m ’bout my business but I’m alone
On Yams and that’s word to my mom
I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang
I’m just livin’ like I’m supposed
True to truth somehow
A bunch of shit from a long time ago
But never truly lied at all, then and now
I might pull up with three K, but I do not fuck with no Klan
But never truly lied at all, then and now
They tryna front on the gang
But never truly lied at all, then and now
[Outro: Khloe Anna & Moby]
Truth somehow
When it’s my time to go, adios, vamonos
True to truth somehow
I’m done with adjustin’ to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
Then I wake, it’s kaleidoscopic mind
But never truly lied at all, then and now
Gang, gang, they talkin’ down on the gang
Man I just run with the gang, A$AP boys came with the flame
The bigger they are, the harder they fall
I’m done with adjusting to fame, pull up on your set, leave a stain
But never truly lied at all, then and now
I got the boof by the pack, I fucked your boo in her back
It’s time to fuck up the whole game!
Flyin’ out womens to borin’ shows, I pray to God I don’t overdose
True to truth somehow (gang, gang)
Convincin’ my bitch to go blonde
They tryna front on the gang, they gon’ remember my name
Like dominos, nigga, Geronimos
True to truth somehow
Was born in the dark, I can’t even open my blinds
Gang, gang, they tryna run with the name
My ice like the stars, I tell that bitch, "Cover your eyes
True to truth somehow
But never truly lied at all
They talkin’ down on my name, don’t let ’em run off with the name
I still had the vision when I was broke, fuckin’ on bitches and foreign hoes
Gang, gang, them boys not flexing the same
Gang, gang, I tell her come fuck with the gang
I tell ’em don’t fuck with the gang

Cause smokin’ with me, you go blind"
True to truth somehow
Gang, gang, gang
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky]
Gang gang, them boys not flexin’ the same
They wanna rep with the name, but this ain’t no regular name
Gang, gang
I put the gang on the flame, they gon’ remember the name
You talk about spending or buyin’ clothes

Flacko no Dominicano but eat the tostones with platanos
They robbin’ boys for the chain, I got Goyard by the sack
Come fuck with the Mob, shout out to the Lords and the Gods
I put A$AP on my tat, I put New York on the map

But never truly lied at all, then and now
It’s time to fuck up the whole game!
But never truly lied at all, then and now
I’m on my live alone, die VLONE
I never meant to lie
But never truly lied at all, then and now

Margiela Mad Man with cases I’m still tryna beat
But never truly lied at all, then and now
[Bridge: A$AP Rocky & Khloe Anna]
True to truth somehow

Post Malone – Stay (Live)

[Refrain]
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
You know that I’m too drunk to talk right now
[Chorus]
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
Figure it out with no intoxication

Every time we make up, the truth is faded
Chasin’ pain with an excuse
Stay a little longer if you convince me
You tell me all the things that you have against me
We carry on, what is our motivation?
But don’t break your back for me
Everybody’s blind when the view’s amazin’
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay
It’s like we only play to lose
You said that it’s all that you want and more

It’s true that all that you know is all that you are
I’m here, but don’t count on me to…
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)
Maybe we’re used to this
I’ve been waitin’ on this all damn day (waitin’ on this all damn day)

Don’t break your back for me

We’re never wrong, how the hell we gonna make it?
[Refrain]
And tell me what you think
[Verse 2]
[Verse 1]

Tell me, what are we to do
Mr. Andrew Watt, ladies and gentlemen
Damn, who are we right now?

I love that shit and so do you
I’m here, but don’t count on me to stay
I’ll put you out of your misery
[Chorus]
You put your cigarette out on my face
Tell me that it’s all okay (tell me that it’s all okay)
[Guitar Solo]
Fuck off and pour another drink
Can we have a little conversation?
So beautiful, please woman
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
[Chorus]
Call me in the mornin’, tell me how last night went
I’ll put you out of your misery

Hayley Kiyoko – Curious (On Jimmy Kimmel) (Live)

Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
I’m just curious, is it serious?
But don’t you worry, I can handle it

Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
You think of me, I’m what you see
You’ve been out of reach, could you explain?
I’m just curious, is it serious?
You say you wanted me, but you’re sleeping with him

I don’t believe you
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
But don’t you worry I can handle it
Been looking through the texts and all the photos
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?

I’m just curious, is it serious?
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
Yeah
You ain’t been loving me right (yeah)
No, don’t you worry I can handle it
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
Forget to bring a jacket, wrap up in him cause you wanted to?
I need a drink, whiskey ain’t my thing
If you let him, if you let him
I’m just curious, is it serious?
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
Are we just friends?
Who’s been loving you good?
When you look at the sky
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?
I can handle things- like I wish that you would
[Verse 1]
The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
No, don’t you worry, I can handle it
[Bridge]
I’m just curious, is it serious?
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
Calling me up, so late at night
But don’t you worry I can handle it
Been looking through the texts and all the photos

The way I used to, used to, used to, used to, used to, used to (yeah)
I’m just on the floor, I’m like a model
I’m just curious, is it serious?
I think that you should
No, don’t you worry I can handle it
What you been up to?

[Chorus]
But shit is all good
Did you take him to the pier in Santa Monica?

[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 2]
If you let him touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya, touch ya (yeah)
[Chorus]

Joe Moses – Back Goin Brazy (feat. Future)

I’m back with a three piece, I’m back with the Uzi
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy
Smilely and P.T forever, B, he gonna get the cheddar
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
Smokin’ on gas by the pound from the West Boast
[Chorus: Future]
I pulled a bitch from the West Boast, I came back with the nitro
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
More like a [?] man, Twist, my nigga forever
Margiela and Louis, ya hoe is a groupie (what?!)
they know that they know it Ain’t no more fuckin’ with Jody, L.A.
I got the braps, the braps, the braps, 100 a nigga get wacked
Shoot up your set, the K’s out, niggas they shoot, but never kill

I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
Shout out to OG Wacko, holdin’ it down on the West Boast

I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
400 clips in the wagon Kick back and boolin’, what’s brackin’?
Fuck it I’ll sign for a bird (Prrr), throw it on caption and post it
[Verse 2: Joe Moses]
She bad, she on duty, I’m back makin’ movies
Moses, he known for the drug deal, heavy be pushin’, that’s so fo’ real
they know that they know it, L.A. L.A. they know that they know it
[?] where them youngings at who gon’ make the bottle go ring, ring

I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
Them niggas know, we shoot and you don’t (what?!)
I’m back with a three piece, I’m back with the Uzi
[Chorus: Future]
[Intro: Joe Moses & Future]
These racks on me, I got the bracks on me, I got the racks on me, I got the bracks

[Chorus: Future]
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy
Blacking the track with a codine, all of my bitches’ is slouchy
[?] my nigga he killin’, free all my niggas they illin’
She want pink roses, I put diamonds on her toes
I’m back with a three piece, (back with a three piece, back with a three piece)
I put the that B on everything, married to us is a gang gang

My niggas raw and they so fo’ real, you niggas soft and you hoe fo’ real
My man kickin’ shit like he Bruce Lee
I’m back with the shooters, we [?] like Cuban
I’m back goin’ brazy (Yey yey), I whip the Mercedes (Skrr Skrr)
Bzzz all on your head like a bee be
NWB in the building, fuck it I’ll sign for a million
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I put the B diamonds all on my neck and my wrist and then all on my ring, ring
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy), I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back goin’ brazy)
I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
I’m back on the Gucci, I’m back and she wet like jacuzzi
I got the bracks on bracks, the bales, the bales, they come to get taxed
[Verse 3: Future]
Back goin’ brazy (Yey), I whip the Mercedes (Yey yey)
I’m back on the bullshit, I’m back on that Pucci
Too much diamonds it’s chain gang, all of my bitches’ throwback
Stop actin’ stupid, my niggas they foolish (what?!)
All of my dawgs, they ’bout it, ’bout it (I’m goin’ too brazy)
I’m back goin’ brazy (I’m back, I’m back), I’m back goin’ brazy

Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty – Who Run It (Freestyle)

And these niggas they mad ’cause I’m richer than them

Bitch on my dick, that’s a love spell (yeah)
Totin’ gats jit, all my niggas ride
Ayy, who you think you ahead of? Not us
Hold on (Lil Boat)
Pull up deep, wide body nigga
Niggas be flexin’, they bold or somethin’
I’m just as rich as your favorite rapper, nigga, might be richer
Nobody else, nigga, you and I
Bad bitch and I’m fucking shining
Big chopper, I’ma let the bullets fly
Yeah, ayy, hold on, ayy
Buyin’ whips, yeah, we into that
Don’t make me make another mama cry
They don’t want that war, go home or somethin’
Taking trips to the fucking islands
Do a trill, catch another body though
Guess these guys don’t realize
Real niggas live by the code
Fuck the bitch right, then I kiss her
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Keep it all in the pack, huh
Loving hoes, yeah no nigga
Lil’ nigga talkin’ down, we gon’ snatch his chain (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
Big Trippie keep it real witcha

I don’t play, pussy, wish a nigga try
Call a few bitches, chill with some hoes or somethin’
Spend twenty racks like two bands (facts)
Ridin’ ’round in a Maybach with my nigga Pellz
I’m a real nigga, in the field witcha, doin’ trill witcha
I got a bad bitch from the fucking islands
Catch a nigga lack on my fuckin’ bros
Bought my moms a Rover but I ain’t BlocBoy
We jumpin’ niggas What is a one-on-one, nigga?
1400 yeah, 1400 yeah, 800 yeah
Hmm, where the hoes? Nigga, that’s weird

Lil Boat (who else?)
Nigga, I’m a real ass nigga, ain’t fake a nigga
When they talking fly, man it’s suicide
Got more pops on my watch than your brother teeth
Niggas act like I ain’t G.O.A.T. or somethin’
14
Fuck around, you come up missin’ like them (yeah)
Can’t nobody at QC get punked, nigga
[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Big Trippie keep it real witcha
[Bridge: Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty]
Like, that’s my fuckin’ hobby, yo
Huh, Big 14 Bitch
Gang
Chopper at your throat and you afraid to die
We run it, not opps
Act like you hard and you careless (yeah)
Just to go and switch gears (skrt)
Jugg, jugg, got all this jewelry
Stay ganged up, I ain’t clickin’ with them
Don’t talk, do a nigga do or die
[Outro: Lil Yachty & Trippie Redd]
Ha, real player like my pops (pops)
Take a trip, go chill with the bros or somethin’
Free my big brother out the prison cell
With my nigga too, head off the pole
Doin’ trill, catch another homicide
Hit the pent like I’m Derek Fisher
Uh, came with the sticks like they hunting nigga
Feel like Jeremy Shockey, cold as Minnesota
If they won’t call, I don’t gotta yell (yeah)
Internet flexin’ with the phone or somethin’
[Intro: Trippie Redd & Lil Yachty]
1400 gang (yuh), 800 gang (yuh)
Gang (uh), gang (uh), huh, gang (uh)
You a lil’ pup, nigga, fetch a bone or somethin’
QC [?] told ’em give ’em hell
Glock out, running we empty 12
Hundreds [?] like a pack of [?]
We got the strap, nigga, fuck it, we stompin’ niggas
Big 14, fuck the other side
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
Nigga, I ball like the Pistons and them (uh)
Gave big bro twenty-seven racks for his birthday, the world made a scene (facts)
Throwing gang signs, call it [?] nigga
Cop a new Lamb, cop a new ‘Rari
Lil’ nigga let them lullas fly, leave a young nigga so traumatized
Boy you young, where your Similac?
Burn out, burn out
Fix your face, nigga, you got butterflies?
Put it to your nose, leave your body froze
In the safe in the [?], we got hella plaques
All my lil’ niggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
Crotched up, all of my brothers sack
Your bitch new to you, she ain’t new to me
Fuckin’ her jewels with my nigga Jack
Ride around town, you the one that licked her
Man, this shit ain’t new to me
All my lil’ niggas keep it trill, pop a couple pills witcha
Niggas male strippers when them poles bummin’

I’m a real nigga, in the field witcha, doin’ trill witcha
Y’all don’t even know how a nigga live
I ain’t really with the fucking foolery
Fuckin’ hoes, yeah, we into that
Gotta run up them Ricky Racks
Got a .223 inside the Hellcat
Thirty round in my Glock
You can get shot, Terry Richardson and them
Hundred niggas in your section
1400/800 lil’ nigga, flexin’ paper nigga
I don’t fuck with opps, all y’all niggas’ hoes
That red dot right between your eyes
2K, 3K, 4K, 5K, spent it on my new jeans (skrt skrt skrt)
Ten toes on my sole, niggas wouldn’t double dare to cross the big Boat (yeah)
Bitch with the shits call her Annabelle (yeah)
You know what the fuck goin’ on
Last year, I was 19, had 300K inside a [?] coat (yeah)
Every time we turn out, make a big scene (yeah)
But I do keep a Glock for opp boys (doot-doot-doot)
Met a few of ’em, y’all could get exposed
Glistenin’ in these fucking diamonds
You the type run to the sheriff (hah)
‘Cause that’d be the night niggas die

Tom Misch – Lost In Paris (feat. Goldlink)

I hope you warm and safe
You’re lost in Paris
You’re lost in Paris
All the place we would go
I know that I need you now
The memory I can’t replace
Let me start, left right ahh
I know that I need you now
[?] down, got run round in a [?]
[Verse 2: GoldLink]
[?]

(You’re lost in Paris)
I know you now
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
I hope you warm and safe
Thought I fall in love with a small [?]
You’re lost in Paris
You’re lost in Paris

The key that I won’t forget
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris
The memory I can’t replace
It was over in day
I hope you warm and safe
You’re lost in Paris
You’ve kept the same

[Chorus]
(You’re lost in Paris)
You’re lost in Paris
[Chorus]

(You’re lost in Paris)
[?]
The memory I can’t replace
Lost in Paris
All the things I used to say
[Verse]

The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris

(You’re lost in Paris)
All the songs we got know
[?] shorty had my heart in a [?]
You [?]
I know that I need you now
Young young, all in love in a lost place
(You’re lost in Paris)
(You’re lost in Paris)
The key that I won’t forget
(You’re lost in Paris)
I hope you warm and safe
(You’re lost in Paris)
The memory I can’t replace
The memory I can’t replace
(You’re lost in Paris)
You’re lost in Paris
[Chorus]
[Outro]
I know that I need you now
The key that I won’t forget
You’re lost in Paris

Sabrina Claudio – Don’t Let Me Down (feat. Khalid)

Don’t let me (yeah)
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
[Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
Where we go from here is all your choice
I told you things about me
I let you put your arms around me
Where we go from here is all your choice
And I’ll keep you around

Do you see me here
Giving you love
If I give you myself

[Outro: Sabrina Claudio & Khalid]
Don’t let me down aseme un petardo mamarrachon

Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
[Verse 2: Khalid]
Do you feel me here

You’re the first to know
I let you put your arms around me
[Verse 1: Sabrina Claudio]
Can I trust in you
No one’s ever gotten to this point
And I’ll keep you around (hey, yeah yeah)
Don’t let me down (don’t let me down)
Don’t let me down
[Pre-Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me down, no
Don’t let me down
No one’s ever gotten to this point (No one’s ever gotten, no one’s ever gotten)
Don’t let me down, no
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
And I’ve had much to tell

Opening up
I told you things about me
[Pre-Chorus: Both & Sabrina Claudio]
Don’t let me (hey, yeah yeah)
‘Cause love is a waste of time if you and I don’t do this right
[Chorus: Sabrina Claudio]

Rexx Life Raj – Never Had

‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
Soon you’ll understand
I’m just my grandpappy’s grandson
Nappy roots with the cornrows
Dress like they all shop at PacSun
Just need to feel something, feel something for real

Lately its all talk,I, dont really see it (eh)
He been tellin me I should probably lay off that adderall (all)
Bless my mom ’cause every Christmas
Before I knew what the truth was
I was a little badass
‘Cause I ain’t never had shit
I pick it up, then I pick it up
___FEELS___
He keep telling me
Stop saying things when you dont really mean it
In hopes it would protect his black son
My pops gave me game about life
‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
My fat ass ate every last crumb
Oh, everything he said was right
Kill these niggas off (ey)
I feel the fake in the handshake

Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
We ain’t giving up
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit

I always wanted more, though
When I talk da phone
I just need to feel something, feel something new
But it didn’t make sense ’till Devon died
Nowadays we gon’ hoop in Jordans
So he could buy me more clothes
They don’t work like Raj’s plans
If we leave it up in God’s hands
Ive been out the way staying to myself, saying to myself
We ain’t never had shit
Raj move like a NASCAR
Look, I ain’t never had shit
Just need to feel something, feel something new
Now im making hits see me blasing off higher than i did feel im fallin off
We’ve been through too much

But the thing about God’s plans
All my friends into high fashion
We came a long way from And 1’s
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit

We ain’t never had shit
I’m on one ’till the wheels break
(Ey)
She made sure we always had some
Papa used to work his ass off
[Hook]
Nowadays everybody brainwashed
Moxie Java got the city poppin but it pissed my daddy off (huh)
Then they gave Funk 25 years to life
If he don’t swing back he might have guns
We ain’t never had shit
Bow my head in hopes that I’m living right
Pops you made a man
‘Cause we ain’t never had shit
Where is the love when i need it
Mama said it’ll all come
Fill my ears with all of that truth
We ain’t never had shit
[Verse 1]

Said a lot of your friends would be dead or in jail
Drink that whiskey like I’m OD
We ain’t never had shit
Look, ay
We swing cars and hands where I’m from
[Verse 2]
Forgive me, I been doin’ bad shit
Feel something, feel something for real
I ain’t never had shit
Lately I’ve been on one
Just need to feel something, feel something new
We ain’t never had shit
[Hook]
She make sure there’s food on my plate
We could barely afford those
I ain’t never had shit
Raj move like an earthquake

DJ LUKE NASTY – Last Night (feat. Rotimi)

Bend down, yeah
I was in, I was in it all night, all night, oh
Pull yo’ panties to the side, and watch me work, baby
Last night I was in that pussy
I’ll take the panties off, take em’ off
I’m tryna’ eat yo’ pussy
Rotimi
Last night I was in that pussy
You’re my dessert
Wait, eh
Back it up, I tell her back it up
We smoke chronic and get high (get high)
[Verse 1: DJ Luke Nasty & (Rotimi)]
I put my hands all on her spine (spine)
Nasty!

She like her face down ass up
I wanna lick it, oh
When I hit it from the back (ay)
Last night I was in that pussy
I got a thang for her (thang for her), a thang for her (thang)

Last night I was in that pussy

[Verse 2: DJ Luke Nasty & (Rotimi)]
And she 5’5 but she love that 6-9 (she do)
She start strippin’ when she half-drunk
Girl I know you want this dick (this dick)
Have your friend on the side
Then I’m screamin’ roll, roll, roll I can’t take no more
I was in that pussy, I was in that pussy, baby
Last night I was in that pussy
Girl you know it’s sweet
Can nobody ride it like I ride
And she know what she came for (huh)
Last night I was in that pussy
Uh, Who am I?
She like blah, blah, blah (blah)
I could see it in your eyes (see)
[Intro: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi]
Last night I was in that pussy
[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi ]

Last night I was in that pussy
Uh, Who am I?
I’m Luke Nasty with two eyes (two eyes)
Sign tatted on her side
Last night I was in that pussy
Let me put it down, baby watch me eat it
So I could see what it taste like
Three!
I was in that pussy baby
And still keep it inside
I was in, I was in it all night, all night, oh
[Verse 3: Rotimi]
And let me up in them thighs
Ass like Nicki girl
I know what you want
I wanna taste it
[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty & Rotimi ]
Last night I was in that pussy
Work alot nine to five (five)
And when I’m on top I make her cum six times
Then I suck that pussy from the back of her
Like a DUI
Boy you know that’s mine (know)
She a bad yellow bitch
I’m Luke Nasty with two eyes (two eyes)

Yeah
Last night I was in that pussy
Let’s have a minaj
[Chorus: DJ Luke Nasty]
It’s ironic cause’ she bi (she bi)
I got hoes all on my line (my line)
Girl get nasty like a bag lunch
So I’ma give her dick
I know what you need

Girl when I go deep, you leave a puddle in my sheets
Baby for the night
Last night I was in that pussy

Daniel Caesar – Get You (feat. Kali Uchis)

[Bridge: Daniel Caesar]
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it
You’re all I need

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]

[Verse 1: Daniel Caesar]

Boy you’ll lead me to paradise
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it
Don’t you love when I come around

You’re all I need
Bill you up then I take you down
Through drought and famine, natural disasters
Everything I need’s between those thighs
Build you up then I take…
[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]
Boy you make me feel so alive
[Outro: Kali Uchis]
It’s only the two of us
Before it winds down into
And I’ll take some time

None of that could ever make me leave
Every time I look into your eyes I see it
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
And when we’re making love
[Verse 3: Kali Uchis]
[Verse 2: Daniel Caesar]
(If you’ve got someone you like…)
The memories, It’s all just memories
Just to be thankful
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
This feels like summer
That I had days full of you, you
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
Kingdoms have fallen, angels be calling
Just be my lover
[Chorus: Daniel Caesar]

Every time I look into your eyes I see it
Your cries they can be heard from far and wide
(…feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)
Don’t you love when I come around
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
(If you’ve got someone you like…)
Oooooooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
My baby has been around for me
(…feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)

Nirvana – Come As You Are

As I want you to be
(And I don’t have a gun)
Memoria, memoria

As an old

As an old

When I swear that I don’t have a gun
Memoria, memoria

No I don’t have a gun
As a friend, as a friend

No I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
Come as you are, as you were
Take a rest as a friend
As a trend, as a friend
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
No I don’t have a gun
Memoria, memoria
No I don’t have a gun
Memoria, memoria
Choice is yours, don’t be late
When I swear that I don’t have a gun
No I don’t have a gun
As an old enemy
As I want you to be
Take your time, hurry up
Memoria, memoria
Memoria, memoria

Eminem – Framed

I know these words are so nutty
With the massacre or the Burger King burglary
[Chorus]
Under your baby’s play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent
In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin’ like your college roommate
Got nothin’ to do with me
Think I’m becomin’ a monster ’cause of the drugs that I’m on
Them son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly
I think I can explain
How come your shirt is so bloody?
Still on the loose, they
Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably
Please just give me one minute
‘Cause it just happened to match up perfectly
Second murder with no recollection of it
Please just give me one minute

I’m almost certain I was framed
For [edited] eight women who hate men
But hey man, I was framed
She’s unaware in no underwear, she’s completely bare
Man, he hears you, I don’t think he cares
Don’t make it no weirder, I’m naked
I think I can explain
I know what this looks like, officers
I ain’t murdered nobody
How come your shirt is so bloody?
But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?
I was framed
Girl, that motherfuckin’ baton twirler that got dumped in the pond
No, officer, you see …
And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells
Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase
Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly
[Chorus]
But I’m just here to entertain
I ain’t murdered nobody
I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she’s decals
Must go above and beyond, ’cause it’s incumbent upon me
Facin’ the door, remainin’ patient while stayin’ complacent
Memory’s too fucked to remember, destructive temper
In front of Steven Avery’s trailer and leave ’em there
But I’m just here to entertain
He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears
I ain’t murdered nobody
Got nothin’ to do with me
Cut my public defender’s jugular then stuck him up in a blender
[Verse 3]
But when murdering females
Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems
How come your shirt is so bloody?
If you get scratched because your DNA’ll
Chop her up, put her body parts

You’ll get the hint, ho: I’m in your window
[Chorus]
Please just give me one minute
Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed
Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it
Got nothin’ to do with me
Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort’s "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!)
Spotted me inside McDonald’s Tuesday
When I break in your basement
I said "I’m here to do sink repairs."

I’m almost certain I was framed
I know what this looks like, officers
With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher
I know these words are so nutty
Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde
I’m wanted for questioning
[Verse 1]

Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin’ was wrong

Three personalities burstin’ out of me, please beware
Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking
Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home
He’s There’s a missing person, so what?
I know these words are so nutty
I know what this looks like, officers
Donald Duck’s on, there’s a Tonka Truck in the yard
Be all up under her fingernails
[Verse 2]
I’m almost certain I was framed
But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene
I think I can explain
In a verse and be charged with first degree
But I’m just here to entertain
‘Cause the disassembled body
There’s a missing person, so what? He’s
Just escaped from the state pen
Blatant sexual implications are continuin’ to get thrown
Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail
Her TV blares, can’t hear the creaking stairs
Collectin’ newspaper articles, cuttin’ out sections from it
There’s a missing person, so what? He’s
But hey man, I was framed

Meghan Trainor – No Excuses (Dance Video)

You must’ve confused me, confused me with (confused me with)

Huh!
Open up your eyes
Someone else
Woo!
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!
Have you lost your mind?
Lookin’ at me sideways, always coming at me
Have you lost your mind?

[Post-Chorus]
Someone else
What you sippin’ on that got you talking crazy? (Hey!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Come on), confused me with You must’ve confused me (Hey!

(how she raise you?) Your mama raised you better than that, huh!

Someone else
(she raised you better than that)
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
[Bridge]
[Verse 2]
[Pre-Chorus]
Why you, why you acting like you never met a lady?

There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
[Chorus]
(lost your mind) Have you lost your mind?
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Huh!
Someone else
Open up your eyes (your eyes)
Someone else
Your mama raised you better than, better than that

Someone else
Your mama raised you better than that (that’s right)
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
You must’ve confused me, confused me with

Huh!
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe (no excuses, no, no)
I don’t disrespect you, don’t you disrespect me
Someone else
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!
Someone else
[Outro]
You must’ve confused me, confused me with
There ain’t no excuses, excuses, babe
Your mama raised you better than that, huh!
Why you, why you acting hard when you just a baby?
Someone else

Cause Your mama raised you better than that
What you sippin’ on that got you talking crazy?
Huh!
[Verse 1]
Someone else
[Intro]
Someone else
Someone else
Boy, I keep it real with you, but you trying to play me

Lookin’ at me sideways (Woo!), always coming at me
Open up your eyes

U-God – Epicenter (feat. Raekwon, Inspectah Deck & Scotty Wotty)

I spent every form of cash, bagged mad exotic hotties
[Intro: movie samples, Inspectah Deck]
They yell, "Wu forever" across the map
Hooked up with the God and we became venomous
A shot of this is ruthless
Running through your veins like dope in a tenement
Atop of the highest mountain, the epicenter of rap
Where I became a resident
I stay secluded and think about the process
My flag waving
No question, your dude is live
They knew my horoscope, they know I’m lactose
Maybach beige [?] Nikehead
They know how to file the blueprint
INS your highness
I lay my head where the shells ripping
Made a u-turn, pulled at the weed spot
They tried to hit me with some decoyed sponsor
Stamped and packaged for your personal usage
And watch what you say around a chick
Fingerprints burned, Asics on
Mutilating chumps by the lumpsum
Take your pick, either Bourne, Voorhees, or Statham
Caught up in the mix, stress quick then we dress whips
Rebel music, Geto Boys in the spotlight
The Huang style founder
To roam my kingdom, you must spit fire
New Bentayga with 50 keys
They had the periscope slammed down my tonsils
All the hoes give ’em the best tips

Glock on me, new rock on me
I’m in the market every time I spark it
They yell, "Wu forever across the map"
36 pounds of shit under the microscope
Tracksuit got special powers, these guns carry dollars
I live to [?] with the concrete carpet
Atop of the highest mountain, the epicenter of rap
Where I control my empire, thugs call me sire
It’s inherited from Wu Mei
You getting this exclusive

Started from the lobby, Rebel get it shaking like the dice hand
Masculine, adrenaline
Inmates salute this, young kids root for this
Murder on the first tape, first 48
Run the guards from the circle and created a cypher
Fuck with me, boy, that’s suicide, foolish pride
Wu-Tang

Hahahahaha, what else have you got?
I call this the wild style
Flying a rag, no flight plan
[Verse 4: Raekwon]

A few good men stand up, motivated to do shit
They yell, "Wu forever" across the map
Surface when the time is right, or my soldier night
They yell, "Wu forever" across the map
Bars of fifty, what the crown requires
Sharp on a [?], just keeping my mind right
We floating the best ships, throw your ass over like dead fish
Atop of the highest mountain, the epicenter of rap
Overtime with the grind ’cause I’m working late
It’s all love, you can hate, you can scrutinize
I was in Rikers when you was in diapers
Mama knew I was a threat so she named me Jason
The whole world waits upon a Goldie exclusive
Atop of the highest mountain, the epicenter of rap
Like I just became a made man, how they mob me
The booth with the ground wire
I be in the front with the pumps company
Stay submerged, similar to Loch Ness
Yeah, yeah, them niggas with fresh kicks
Keep everything in hindsight, living the lime life
[Verse 3: Scotty Wotty]
I grew ’em up, we elevated to the tour bus
I line ’em up like the song sell two for five
Slick down bread was spread, it’s in the envelope
Golden Arms
[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
Driving off the road Narco style, they caught me in Belize
[Verse 1: U-God]
Yeah, for real, it’s all hood Bible shit
She spread last through the click like Ebola on the tip
Hotter than Hell’s Kitchen
Jump if you want something
They know I bust the sheet, slam out the cantaloupe
Mike Tysonal, all us on our tribal shit

Cardi B – Drip (feat. Migos)

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
Told a bitch "Jump on my dick and pop it" (yea)
Private jet, we don’t do layover (whew)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Bags, can you smell her when I Vac-seal it?
Got her addicted to payover (addicted)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
I’m too rich to get into a fight (too rich)
(price) Diamonds on me, whats the price?
Baguettes keep dripping, dropping (drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
The bitch got thick, so I guess she ate Jiffy
Water in my ear, gave a nigga wet willie
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Ride through your hood like "Bitch, I’m the mayor!"
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Shit on these hoes
I’m the man, got cake by the pound
I gotta work on my anger
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
For the cash I’ma turn to Michael Myers
Go get the bag on a day off (racks)
[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
[Refrain: Offset]
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
I got that gushy
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Got a gang full of dud and some broke niggas
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Word my movie too smooth, no indictments (hey)
Came through drippin’, spillin’

Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Yeah, freakazoid lightning (light)
[Refrain: Offset]
Abort the mission, nigga, let me tellin
One call, I’m having your bae over (brr)
Put her on her knee, make her lick it (lick it)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Shootin’ at civilians
[Intro: Cardi B]
When she leave with me, I’ma fly her back to the city
[Verse 4: Quavo]
Big boy 2’s, make-o (make-o)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)
Pay that price and them boys come and wipe ya
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Fuck your whole set and your clique, nigga
Walk out the spot with a makeover (woah)
Walkin’ with the bag
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
You not my bitch, then bitch you are done
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Bitch you a thot, ain’t trickin’ (thot, thot)
Tryna get all my niggas a milli, stack it to the ceilin’
[Verse 2: Offset]
Lookin’ like a right swipe on Tinder
Now I look down on these bitches

I put a check on a bitch nigga
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
I’m not getting invite with the hype (hype)
When I got a mil I got excited
Quick to drop a nigga like Kemba
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Yeah that’s a fact but I’ve never been pussy
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
I’m busting racks in a Bentley Bentayga
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Won every P, and I’m still a rookie
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
We had to dispose of the diaper

Go down, heat it up, don’t drown
Yeah we trap every week, every night
Walkin’ with the cheese, that’s queso
Got get the rings out the playoffs (rings)
Splash, took a bitch to Piccadilly
What you wearin’ I be drippin’ (what) Ooh, what is this?
The bitch got mad, I dissed her (hey)
I’ve been that bitch since pajamas with footies
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
That’s Huncho, fuck a Rodeo
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Fly nigga throw it up, don’t care about your feelings
Patek on my wrist, and it’s glistenin’ (drip, drip)
Fuckin’ with a quarter million nigga, what a feelin’

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
I gotta stay outta Gucci
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
I feel like I’m stilts on these hoes
Might kill a bitch with my fingers
Make a bitch down with a draco
I’m the one dealin’, I could make a killin’
Diamonds on my wrist, they drippin’ (ice)
[Chorus: Cardi B & Offset]
I’m finna run outta hangers
Give me little something to remember (Cardi!)
[Chorus: Cardi B]
Cardi!
Letting my wrist on these hoes
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Get a little bitch a deposit (yea)
Cal Ripken’s hit a nigga, Ken Griffey (uh, huh)
That boy Cass!
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Tryna make love in a Sprinter
Shawty ain’t nothing to a rich nigga
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)

Fifty racks got my jeans fitting tight
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Pasadena’s a bake off
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Fifty-seven ninety in this Breitling
[Verse 1: Cardi B]
Forgive everybody right now
Non-stop

Is she a stripper, a rapper or a singer?
Left the keys in the boat, how it sound
Takeoff

Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’, I ain’t never slippin’ I’m a pimp
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)
Came through drippin’ (drip drip)