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Ed Sheeran – Bibia Be Ye Ye

Bibia be ye ye
I lost my shoes last night, I don’t know where I put my keys
I was tired and fell asleep beneath an oak tree
I bet my mother’s proud of me from each scar
Upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee, and all I know
Is I got a cab and then threw up on his car seat
He kicked me out and then I walked in the rain
I tell myself in every way, "I won’t be doing this again"
And tomorrow’s a brand new day
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no man call ya, bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye
Bibia be ye ye
I remember less and less and mostly things that I regret
In my phone are several texts from girls I’ve never met
And in the pocket of my jeans are only coins and broken dreams
My heart is breaking at the seems and I’m coming apart now
Now things are looking up, I’ll find my shoes right next to the oak tree
And I’ll get a bus straight into town and spend the afternoon
Looking around for the things that I left on the ground
And say you’re with me, tomorrow’s a brand new day
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye) (bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)

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Dr. Dre – Kush Lyrics

DREKush Lyrics
[Hook]
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
[Dr Dre]
Now this that puff puff pass shit
That Cheech and Chong glass shit
Blunts to the head, kush spillin’ no mattress
Speed boat traffic, bitches automatic
Cross that line, f**k around and get yo ass kicked
We roll shit that burn slow as f**king malasis
Probably won’t pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. DR. Shit kush till my mind gone
What you think Im on
Eyes low, Im blown
High as a muthaf**ka, aint no question bout it
Niggas say smoke me out, yea I really doubt it
Im Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
So If you want it
You know yo nigga homie,
You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Hold up wait a minute
You can go put it back
Cuz what you got in yo sack boy, it aint that
Aint that Kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
(inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale) a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask him bitches, bout “how I be smokin’ out”
Party all night, yea its goin’ down
Order rounds, we smokin’ quarter pounds of that good stuff
O yea we smokin’ all night
Yea puff puff pass that shit right here
Nigga, better than my last batch, caramel complexion and her ass black
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale,
[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it
[Snoop Dogg]
Still I am
Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am
Backthrow, back still, I have a pound in my backpack
Next to where the swishas at, smokin’ presidential
Got some bubba, I give me that
Need it for my cataracts
Four hoes, and I’m the pimp, in my Cadillac
You can tell them Cali back
Matter fact, they a know, this aint Dro
Get a whiff of that
No it aint no seeds in my sack
You aint never gottta ask dawg
What he smokin’ on?

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Barbra Streisand – The Kind Of Man A Woman Needs Lyrics

BARBRA STREISANDThe Kind Of Man A Woman Needs Lyrics
Handsome, no, my man ain’t handsome
But there’s a trace of a wondrous grace
In his weary face
Life has done its best to break him
But his strength and courage
Make him just the kind of man a woman needs
Tender, he ain’t always tender
But in his eyes something warm and wise
Lifts me to the skies
If his heart ain’t always showing
It’s a comfort just to know him
He’ s the kind of man a woman needs
Sometimes he’ll grow angry
At some foolish things I do
Than he’ll forgive to spare me pain
Times he’ll know I’m troubled
So he’ll laugh to cheer me through
Till my heart is light
As Summer rain…mmm…
No, my man ain’t youthful
That time’s gone by
But his head is high
And his dreams won’t die
Though he’s had his share of sorrow
He looks forward to tomorrow
He’s the kind of man a woman needs
He’s the kind of man a woman needs…

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13 To The Gallows – Boots And Blood Lyrics

13 TO THE GALLOWSBoots And Blood Lyrics
“Boots and Blood”
Verse
On the other side of the tracks I’ve walked
Alone most of my life
And all I’ve got in my pocket’s the same
Rusted old razor knife
Chorus
I’m movin’ on now
There are no souls around
Trouble here I’ve found
Goes beyond boots and blood
Boots and blood
Verse
Some never know what it’s like to be wanted
I had a demon who wanted me
Until that day she strolled right out of my life
Oh lord, now I’ll never be free
(Chorus)
Verse
Far away, is where I make my stand
No one around to stone me
There I lay in the sweet blue grass
Forget about you my one and only
(Chorus)

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Siti Nurhaliza – Ya Maulai Lyrics

SITI NURHALIZAYa Maulai Lyrics
Andai permata, andai permata jadi hiasan
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Jari ku mudah, jariku mudah sembuh lukanya
(Ya Maulai)
Bagai sutera dalam lukisan
Hidup ku indah warnanya
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Baru menguntum, baru menguntum kemboja rimbun
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Mekar harumnya, mekar harumnya seri halaman
(Ya Maulai)
Hendak ku minum mustika embun
Agar tersua idaman
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
(Kata bagai pendita)
Bukan racun berbisa
(Besar hajat di hati)
Semoga ‘kan diberkati
(Kau dipayungi awan)
Begitulah impian
(Bersungguhnya harapan)
Selagi nyawa di badan
(Ya Maulai)
Pintaku padamu bintang
Kirimkan aku sinarmu
Moga jadi kencana
Hiasan kasih dijiwa ku
Pesan ku padamu sayang
Bawalah pulang hatiku
Moga ‘kan selamanya
Engkau bernafas di sisiku
(ulang dari 1 hingga akhir)

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Ibopa – Le Superv Lyrics

IBOPALe Superv Lyrics
I am a pervert
Making you like it
I am a pervert
Bow down on my knee
I am a pervert
I am a pervert
Making you like it

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Ab-soul – To The Max Lyrics

Is Q really from Hoover? AB-SOULTo The Max Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
I wake up every morning to text messages
From foreigners saying they love me, they miss me
They want me, are you in town? Pour up your drink and wave with me
Where’s Max B when you need him? This is the new wave now jump in the sea
[Outro: Max B]
Ay yo, y’all n***as stay wavy man, I love y’all man
Keep the wave goin’ I told y’all I was gonna leave y’all with that wave
About 500 out there in the [?] county
Man y’all stay strong, I’m still staying strong, I’m focused
I’m on my way back, prophecy will be fulfilled
It’s wavy for life, don’t forget it I’m still wavy
Out, out I’m sick of the smoke signals
Like a green cross in a dispensary window
Unit 6 woulda been dope but the industry wouldn’t let it
Creativity don’t tend to mix with business endeavors
Whatever though, you know the anthem is get money and some
Become a legend and leave a legacy for your grandson
I told Lani I’mma do it, and I did it, hope she forgive me when she hear me saying shit like
“G’s up n***a, hoes down, if the bitch can’t swim, then she gon’ drown in it”
[Hook: Ab-Soul]
You know I stay on my humble but these days ain’t f**kin’ with me (ain’t f**kin’ with me)
I go from Carson to Harlem, I hold it down, how couldn’t you see? Where’s Max B when you need him? How’s life treating you? And I’m happy especially nip it at the bud now
And what is happening exactly? And this is just when I rise, imagine my whole day
My momma smiling more than ever, man and it’s so strange
It’s what I asked for though, I can’t complain
I wanna say “I told you so” but that won’t change a thing I’m afraid
I paid my little sister’s rent last month, man, that was great
My grandpa thought I wouldn’t graduate
Now I’m selling out shows and he’s stoked and shows all in his face
I even put my step pops in his place, for questioning my objective in this place
I don’t blame him, I’m just saying, always knew I was the man
I owe nothing to no one, except those who told me I was the one
When lowkey I wasn’t, that was when I was becoming
Now I’m buzzing and everybody my cousin, that’s phony
Y’all don’t know me, where was y’all when I was lonely? (how couldn’t you see?)
You know I’m here for the long term, it’s my turn, pull up a seat (seat)
Well if you light up the smoke and throw up your hands and wave with me
Where’s Max B when you need him? Where’s Max B when you need him? A pack of Black and Milds every twenty four hours
Skipping showers ‘cause I felt dirty, unworthy of power
Though I never cursed the Lord, but I questioned his motives
I still do, except now, I’m exceptionally focused
However the road ends, I’m rolling, say amen
You foes won’t stop me or succeed like I can
I see snakes, the grass must be cut, is it Wednesday? Is Rock still signed to Tech N9ne? How much for a verse from Kendrick Lamar? Where’s Max B when you need him? Are you holding it down? Can you wear my T-shirt? When are you coming over, are you around? Can you come to my store?

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Elvis Presley – Gently Lyrics

ELVIS PRESLEYGently Lyrics
Gently your eyes met mine
Tender, trusting, true
Gently your hand took mine
Thrilled me through and through
Gently, oh so gently
Gentle as the dawn
Gently, oh so gently
Our true love was born
Gently your lips kissed mine
As we strolled along
Gently your heart touched mine
Young and warm and strong
Gently the hour is near
When true loves have to part
Gently we’ll meet again
One more kiss, sweetheart

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Cousins – Diar feat. Enemy songtexte

Enemygo ist der Grund, warum die Uni-Party aufhört
Zahl’ die Leasingraten mit dem BAföG – danke nochmal dafür
Leute sind am feiern, ich hab’ Beutel an den Eiern
Fünfundzwanzig Steine, meine Unterhose leiert
Es ist nicht sicher in mein’n Blocks, noch nicht mal für die Cops
Trau dich rein in meine Gegend, deine Zähne werden schrott
Gehandelt wird mit Ott, bin im Rudel unterwegs
[Steintorer Biz] Scheine in den versuri-lyrics.info
Ich komm’ mit Partisan’n und Falastines, volles Magazin
Schieß’ auf alle Faschos, eingeschlossen Thilo Sarrazin
Alle Rapper zahl’n für paar Araber im Team
Doch der Rücken der Cousins ist eine kurdische Familie.(cousins)
Keiner f*ckt mit den Cousins. Songtexte Diar – Cousins
Ich komm’ mit Diar á la Diego Armando Maradona
Ich will Pablo Estevanio Alejandro Enemigo
Meine Firma sprengt die Maße, deine Jungs im Minus
Kick’ den Opel Vectra vollbeladen nachts durch deine Siedlung
Ahh! Keiner f*ckt mit den Cousinsss. (x8)
Ich bin Intellektueller aus ‘ner asozialen Schicht
Und klär’ damit ‘ne Alnatura-Bionade-B***h
Mach auf Oberschicht bei ‘nem Uniball bis in die Nacht
Rede zwei Minuten über Goethe, leg’ sie danach flach
Ich klär’ mir Alphajacke-Azzlack-Weiber, die für Haze blasen
Geh’ mit ihr in einer Ecke, wo die Penner immer schlafen
Sie geht auf dir Knie hier in der Pfütze in der Tiefgarage
Droh’ ihr mit der Faust und sag’ ihr, „Das hier darfst du keinem sagen.“
Baba kommt zur Party, Dicka, alle woll’n hier flexen
Ich hab’ eure Nasen – ihr seid alle Michael Jackson
Alle am verzweifeln und die Junkies am verrecken
Ich sag’, „Geh ma’ auf die Knie und lass den Zehner lieber stecken!“
Ich mach’ keine Späße, geht es ums Geschäft
Was für Puder, Mula, hier gibt’s nix beleş
Gib mir Patte, Euro, Dollar oder Yen
Zieh die Klinge, lass die Schulden jetzt beenden. Director: AYO & Gutenbergs Qzeng
Mix & Master von Niklas Neumann
Recordet von ProDK in den Idéal Studios
Produziert SOTT & ProDK
Diar songtexte
Video Diar

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Lolito – Sugar MMFK songtexte

Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Jungs sind auf Wodka versuri-lyrics.info
Polizei fängt sich ein’n Knockout durch Schocker
Messer gegen Axt, Streetfight ist kein Boxkampf
Blei folgt auf Tokat, wir leben La Vida Loca. Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt
Akhi, Akhiii. Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Jungs sind auf Wodka
Polizei fängt sich ein’n Knockout durch Schocker
Messer gegen Axt, Streetfight ist kein Boxkampf
Blei folgt auf Tokat, wir leben La Vida Loca. Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. Waffenschieber, Großverdiener, in meiner Welt
Wirst du nicht mal mehr ein Dealer, ein Dealer
Koks wird gestreckt
Rotlichtgeschäft, Janina, Janina
Kids klappern Türen von Rockern ab
MCs werden gesucht bis nach Rotterdam
Hoodleben schmeckt in der Sommernacht
Aus dem Nachbarn sein Fenster pumpt Makadam. Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. Songtexte Sugar MMFK – Lolito
Rollen im Jeep durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Jagen dein Kiez durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Cops patrolier’n durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt.(lolito)
Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. .., grün, gelb, lila
Auf dieser Welt bleibt dir nichts außer Familia, Familia
MMFK, stabiler, stabiler
Mein Rücken trägt
Türen aufbrechen mit dem Brecheisen
Knast in Kauf nehmen wegen Geldscheinen
Alles rausnehmen, in den Benz steigen
Bullen sehen nichts außer Gangzeichen. Das Video wurde produziert von: MASTERMINDS
ADRIAN MESCHI
[ DIRECTOR // DOP // SCHNITT // DRONE // COLOR GRADING ]
Producer: Max Leibowitsch
Kamera Assistenten: Nima Masoudi & Vladislav Salnikov
Sugar MMFK songtexte
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Pull up game strong – SBMG feat. Diquenza lyrics

Hmm, hmmmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Lyrics SBMG – Pull up game strong
Eyyy gappie je, je moet ff luisteren naar mij
Chivv man echt man
Je geeft je manager schande man
Echt, hoe ga je mij weer laten vragen
David laten vragen, ja
Of Monica Geuze op die track wil komen
Ik heb ‘t gevraagd, nu, nu nu vinden ze mij ook een mafkees
Dat ik, dat ik dit doe man.(pull up game strong)
Oh my goddamn
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons. Hmm, hmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Hmm, hmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Video & Productie: 50MM
Grading: Nicolay Lima
SBMG lyrics
Video strong Pull up game strong
Pull up game is zwaar
Pull up game is dom
Die waggie zwarter dan m’n haar
De domste jongen van het jaar
En daarom was ik niet geslaagd
Man nu ben ik focking lit
We bestellen flessen voor je pa
We bestellen flessen voor je ams
Want zij gaat mee naar Amsterdam
Zij wil Isabel Marant
En zij denkt niet meer aan d’r man
Zoveel blokken op m’n tas (Louis)
En zoveel blokken op m’n riem
Zoveel blokken op m’n schoen
M’n mannen weten dat we niet meer blokken doen (nooit)
Pull up in een domme waggie, ramen zijn getint want Henkie is beroemd
Ik ken een barkie op je gooien, alle soorten kleuren man ik ben niet groen
Jij hebt niets op ons (ons)
Ik weet hoe dat komt
Wij zijn hier met guns (guns)
Wij zijn hier met coins. Pull up game
Pull up in een Merrie (pull up)
Jullie zijn niet ready
Money ik heb many
P-p-pull up game
Pull up in een Royce
Beter let je op je wifey
Want ze vraagt me om iets moois boy
Pull up game
Pull up game
Pull up game
Oh man goddamn
Pppull up game
Skk
Pull up game
Growww. Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons. Pull up game strong
Pull up game strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Versuri-lyrics.info
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons. Pull up game is strong
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik ga niet naar school
Dus ik ben op iets doms
In de club met guns
Straks raak jij gewond
Monica, Monica, Monica (Monica)
Laat me zitten aan je kont
Ik wil likken aan je tits, yah
Met d’r chillen in de VIP, yah
Misschien vindt ze mij wel geschikt
Maar vroeg of laat komt de waarheid aan het licht, wow
Andere flow, switch
Andere ho, ik
Geeft d’r een low, kick
Kill ik ben zo, lit
Michael Jackson hoe ik Moonwalk
Dikke waggie dus ze voelt me
Pull up sneller dan een Uber
Ga niet liegen ze is goeie
Ik zeg d’r babygirl wat doen we
Ik ben in Bella kom me zoeken
Gucci jakka, Gucci schoenen
Linkerbaan we pakken boetes.

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Tommy Lee Says Alkaline “Use My Good Good Eye On His Art”

The Mobay deejay released a new single last week title “Target” and on the cover art he used a Vendetta mask covered in bullets and blood. Tommy Lee Sparta is reacting to Alkaline using his eye on the cover art of the single “Red Eyes.”
Back in March, Alkaline released his first ever Tommy Lee diss track titled “Red Eyes.” On the cover art of the single, the Vendetta deejay cleverly used a photo of the Spartan deejay’s eye. Seems like this beef is turning into a war on who can come up with the best cover art, but so far Tommy Lee has already released more than half a dozen diss records. The whole thing was hilarious and now Tommy Lee’s response is even more hilarious. “True him take my good good eye and put in a him thing I just shoot up back him mask,” Tommy Lee said in a recent interview. Alkaline has only released one track and has side step the beef for the most part except for a small jab during his performance at Reggae Sumfest last month.

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Juicy J – Flood Watch (feat. Offset)

Money comin’ in at the right time (money)
Bitch lookin’ at me like a gold mine (gold)
Ass so fat that I went blind (ooh)
Gimme my racks, I’ma throw mine (racks)
Gimme that coke, I’ma cook mine (coca)
Flew to the plug in Taiwan (ho)
Bad ass bitch on my timeline (bad)
Like three pics, then I pound sign (pound)
Dope came in at the right time (dope)
Cash came in at the right time (cash)
Your bitch came in at the night time (your bitch)
She told me that your bands wasn’t like mine (skrrt)
Hop in the coupe with the butter seats (hey)
It’s no cuffin’ me, she just a slut to me (slut)
Got these grapes in the jet, it’s a luxury (luxury)
Make me mad and I’ll show the other me
Hoppin’ in the Lamb’, fine like a top glisten, white whine (skrrt)
Alexander Wang, Gucci loafer, python (woo woo)
Matte black Maybach, ridin’ Akon (bap)
Hundred round drum hangin’ out of one gun (brrrt)
At the right time, hit the right lick (right lick)
At the right time hit the right bitch (uh)
Bling, bling, blaow, nigga, light switch (bling blaow)
Smokin’ on a bomb, ISIS (boom)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time) [Intro: Juicy J & Offset]
Get up, bitch, get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (uh) get up
Get up, bitch, get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (hey!) get up
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bitch came through right on time with the pussy
‘Cause I’ve been wanna hit it for a long time
Plug came through right on time with that pack
‘Cause I ain’t no more, I’m bone dry
Been gettin’ money for a long time
I don’t rent, I own mine
Ye ain’t talkin’ ’bout gettin’ money, lil’ nigga
Hell nah, don’t hit my phone line
Molly got a nigga on cloud 9
That purchase came in at the wrong time
Your bitch wanna jump on my dick
Sorry, but you gotta wait, baby girl, it’s a long line
These fuck niggas keep hatin’ on a G
But a nigga can’t eat if he don’t grind
Hitters gon’ take your head off
AKA clothes line
Bankroll, I can’t fold mine
Need a boujee bitch to roll mine
Nigga keep lookin’ at all this ice
But I keep the heat on me like a stove iron
The money gon’ make your girl come show out
Bend her ass over, it’s show time
She ain’t wanna leave but you called her on her phone
Told her, "Bring your ass home," you was right on time, damn

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
[Verse 2: Offset]
Woo, woo, woo, woo, Offset!

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Ke$ha – Hymn

[Intro: Juicy J & Offset]
Get up, bitch, get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (uh) get up
Get up, bitch, get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up
Get up, bitch, (woo) get up, bitch
Get up, bitch, (hey!) get up
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bitch came through right on time with the pussy
‘Cause I’ve been wanna hit it for a long time
Plug came through right on time with that pack
‘Cause I ain’t no more, I’m bone dry
Been gettin’ money for a long time
I don’t rent, I own mine
Ye ain’t talkin’ ’bout gettin’ money, lil’ nigga
Hell nah, don’t hit my phone line
Molly got a nigga on cloud 9
That purchase came in at the wrong time
Your bitch wanna jump on my dick
Sorry, but you gotta wait, baby girl, it’s a long line
These fuck niggas keep hatin’ on a G
But a nigga can’t eat if he don’t grind
Hitters gon’ take your head off
AKA clothes line
Bankroll, I can’t fold mine
Need a boujee bitch to roll mine
Nigga keep lookin’ at all this ice
But I keep the heat on me like a stove iron
The money gon’ make your girl come show out
Bend her ass over, it’s show time
She ain’t wanna leave but you called her on her phone
Told her, "Bring your ass home," you was right on time, damn

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
[Verse 2: Offset]
Woo, woo, woo, woo, Offset! Money comin’ in at the right time (money)
Bitch lookin’ at me like a gold mine (gold)
Ass so fat that I went blind (ooh)
Gimme my racks, I’ma throw mine (racks)
Gimme that coke, I’ma cook mine (coca)
Flew to the plug in Taiwan (ho)
Bad ass bitch on my timeline (bad)
Like three pics, then I pound sign (pound)
Dope came in at the right time (dope)
Cash came in at the right time (cash)
Your bitch came in at the night time (your bitch)
She told me that your bands wasn’t like mine (skrrt)
Hop in the coupe with the butter seats (hey)
It’s no cuffin’ me, she just a slut to me (slut)
Got these grapes in the jet, it’s a luxury (luxury)
Make me mad and I’ll show the other me
Hoppin’ in the Lamb’, fine like a top glisten, white whine (skrrt)
Alexander Wang, Gucci loafer, python (woo woo)
Matte black Maybach, ridin’ Akon (bap)
Hundred round drum hangin’ out of one gun (brrrt)
At the right time, hit the right lick (right lick)
At the right time hit the right bitch (uh)
Bling, bling, blaow, nigga, light switch (bling blaow)
Smokin’ on a bomb, ISIS (boom)

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)
Plug came through with that sack
I swear he was right on time (right on time)
Lil’ bitch pussy fat, ass fat
Goddamn she right on time (right on time)
Trapped all day, took the profits to the jeweler
Dropped it right on time (right on time)
I want you dead at 12
My shooters right on time (right on time)

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Cream – Crossroads

I went down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees
Down to the crossroads
Fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above for mercy
"Take me, if you please"
I went down to the crossroads
Tried to flag a ride
Down to the crossroads
Tried to flag a ride
Nobody seemed to know me
Everybody passed me by
Well, I’m going down to Rosedale
Take my rider by my side
Going down to Rosedale
Take my rider by my side
You can still barrel house, baby
On the riverside
Going down to Ro’dale
Take my rider by my side
Going down to Ro’dale
Take my rider by my side
You can still barrel house, baby
On the riverside
You can run, you can run
Tell my friend boy Willie Brown
Run, you can run
Tell my friend boy Willie Brown
And I’m standing at the crossroads
Believe I’m sinking down
(Spoken) Uh, Eric Clapton lead, uh vocal