Bastille – Those Nights Lyrics

Looking for somebody you can wake up with? We are, we are
[Bridge]
The lights, the lights, the lights
They cut a path across the room
The lights, the lights, the lights
A blinding look from me to you
And I’ll be your rabbit in the headlights
We’ll never get to heaven
I’ll be your rabbit in the headlights
We’ll never get to heaven
[Chorus]
Those nights when your friends are gone
When you’re holding on for someone to leave with
Those nights when you crave someone
To be there at dawn, to wake with, ’cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days? Love me, love me, love me
[Pre-Chorus]
You’ll never get to heaven on a night like this
[Chorus]
Those nights when your friends are gone
When you’re holding on for someone to leave with
Those nights when you crave someone
To be there at dawn, to wake with, ’cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days? Play this song
[Verse 1]
I can feel your eyes in the back of my head
Burning, burning, burning
Floating through the room as the hairs on my arms are
Rising, rising, rising
I’m chemically drawn closer to you
Eyes wide, eyes wide open
Will you be my future or just an escape? We are, we are
[Outro]
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah
From my brain Looking for somebody you can wake up with? Looking for somebody you can wake up with? Looking for a little bit of hope these days? [Pre-Chorus]
You try to get to heaven on a night like this
But you, you never get to heaven on a night like this
[Chorus]
Those nights when your friends are gone
When you’re holding on for someone to leave with
Those nights when you crave someone
To be there at dawn, to wake with, ’cause aren’t we all just
Looking for a little bit of hope these days? Looking for a little bit of hope these days? We are, we are
[Verse 2]
Pulling at my t-shirt, your hands everywhere
Rising, rising, rising
As you trip and fall, dragging me up the stairs
What’s your, what’s your name, now? Looking for a little bit of hope these days?

Avicii – Ain’t A Thing Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
And the reckons on the final sun
And the party’s will be long long gone
Oh, and the pretentious and the high heels sun
And let’s go find another one
[Chorus]
But it ain’t a thing, yeah, but it ain’t a thing
But it, but it ain’t a thing, yeah
But it, but it ain’t a thing
It ain’t a thing, yeah
[Drop]
Hey, it ain’t a thing
[Verse 2]
Swear, I’m losing patience
All of these fuckin’ allegations

The Righteous Brothers – Love Or Magic Lyrics

Is it love I feel? Is it love I feel? [Verse 3]
Woah
If it’s love, people don’t knock it
And if it’s magic, I don’t believe in it
Well, if I’m dreaming, I don’t care
Please don’t, don’t you dare try to wake me
‘Cause I’m happy as I can be
Happy as I can be
[Outro]
Is it love I feel? Is it love I feel? Is it love I feel? Or is it magic
Baby, that makes it seem so real? Play this song
[Chorus]
Please tell me, darling
Is it love I feel? Is it love I feel? [Verse 2]
Woah
If it’s love, people gonna knock it down
And if it’s magic, I don’t believe in it
Well, if I’m dreaming, I don’t care
Please don’t, don’t you dare try to wake me
‘Cause I’m happy as I can be
Happy as I can be
[Chorus]
Please tell me, darling
Is it love I feel? [Verse 1]
I hope this groovy feeling
Is never gonna stop
If time will change it, baby
I’m gonna turn back the clock
I want to know
Is it love or is it magic
That I feel in my heart for you? Is it love I feel? Or is it magic
Baby, that makes it seem so real? I got to know
Is it love or is it magic
That I feel in my heart for you? Is it love I feel? I got to know
Is it love or is it magic
That I feel in my heart for you?

Avicii – Bad Reputation Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Can you see my emotion
Say can you see my devotion
Like a break in the ocean
Just getting lost out at sea
[Chorus]
I hear what you’re saying
I got a bad reputation
And now you got me praying
For a better situation
Feeling like I’m down, down, down low
Feeling like I’m down, down, down low
Guess it’s gonna follow me wherever I go
Guess it’s gonna follow me, follow me I know
I got a bad reputation
[Drop]
I got a bad reputation
[Verse 2]
I know that you been talking
You never see me sleepwalking
Drifting out into nothing
Rolling away in my dreams
[Chorus]
I hear what you’re saying
I got a bad reputation
And now you got me praying
For a better situation
Feeling like I’m down, down, down low
Feeling like I’m down, down, down low
Guess it’s gonna follow me wherever I go
Guess it’s gonna follow me, follow me I know
I got a bad reputation
[Drop]
I got a bad reputation
[Outro]

The Righteous Brothers – For Your Love Lyrics

Play this song
[Chorus]
For your love, oh, I would do anything
Yes, I would do anything, for your love
Ooh, ooh
For your kiss, oh, I would go anywhere
Yes, I would go anywhere for your kiss (For your kiss)
Oh, oh
[Verse]
More foolish I grow
With each heartbeat
But we all get foolish, yes, we do
And that’s why I repeat
[Chorus]
For your love, oh, I would do anything
Yes, I would do anything, for your kiss (For your kiss)
Oh, oh
[Verse]
More foolish (Yeah, yeah) I grow
(Woah, I get so foolish)
With each (Yeah, yeah) heartbeat
(Woah, keep messin’ with my heart)
But we (Yeah, yeah) all get foolish
(Oh, yes, we do)
And that’s why I repeat, woah
[Chorus]
Your love, I would do anything
Yes, I would do anything for your kiss
Ooh, ooh, ooh
[Outro]
Woah, baby
Yeah, baby
Woah, you know I would go anywhere
Yeah, just hold your chubby little hand in mine

Young Thug – Thug N 30 Lyrics

(How dare you!)
Turned you onto God (Yeah, I did)
Baby, bless you (Ah, ah, Jesus)
Never stress you (Never stressin’ it)
Too beautiful, ah (Beautiful)
Got your baby hair laying right down, like oh, oh, you pitiful (I’ll never be pitiful)
[Interlude: Young Thug]
Y’all girls, y’all know how to get a nigga, hahaha
You gon’ fuck ’round and get you a kid from a nigga (Get you a kid, yeah)
Yeah, you gon’ fuck ’round and get blessed for the rest of your muhfuckin’ life, yeah (Your life, yeah)
You gon’ fuck ’round and get blessed ’til you muhfuckin’ die, yeah (Real pimp)
[Verse 20: Young Thug]
I know that ain’t the reason why you winded, I’m just tellin’ you gon’ be winnin’ (You win)
Fuckin’ with me (Fuckin’ with me, yeah)
Yeah, if I’m hot, baby, duck it with me (Duck it, ah, ah)
You compare, yeah, yeah, you said, baby, you was rare (Baby)
Yeah, yeah, she say she’s prepared (Yeah!)
She’s so sexy, she got on, oh she don’t really rare (She’s rare)
And I don’t know how to test it, but yeah, yeah, baby, yeah
I’ma eat it inside, I’ma eat it like a bear, yeah, yeah
I’ma eat it like a bear, money greener than my pear, uh (Eat pussy)
Me and you together, we a pair (We the pair, baby, yeah)
Baby girl, throw it in the air (On a private jet)
Your lil girl ain’t got to worry ’bout a thing, yeah (I swear to God)
I’ma buy her a lil Y-S chain, yeah (Chain, yeah)
She gon’ look my motherfuckin’ name, yeah (Like she wearin’)
Yeah (Swea, freezin’)
[Interlude: Young Thug]
Aye, somebody call Ice Box, man, lemme get baby girl some, umm
Floss on the bitch, you know what I’m sayin’? [?]’s not here
Would you? (Just gimme some bands, bands, bands, hey!)
Yeah… (I promise)
You gotta say it louder (I promise!)
[Verse 16: Young Thug]
Yeah, she promised, ah (She promised)
Therefore, she ain’t gotta worry ’bout none, she ain’t bummin’ (No way)
If she was, oh my god, I’ma run it, yeah (Run it!)
Up to Neiman’s, baby, spend a couple hunnid, yeah (Cash)
Spend a bundle, get them Versace drawers for me (Cash)
I’d like to see you walkin’ ’round in them drawers for me (Drawers, yeah)
Yeah, I want you cookin’, do all for me (Cookin’, do all)
Yeah, I want go against all them laws with me (Against all the laws)
[Interlude: Young Thug & Karlae]
Would you go against on my boss with me? (Yeah, yeah)
Thirty minutes? (Yeah)
[Verse 6: Young Thug]
Beast mode, yeah (Hey)
Hunnid thousand, ain’t no cheat code
I can’t talk cheap, one-twenty-seven on my teeth, uh (On God)
Yeah, bitch, I’m bleedin’, look, I’d D-I-E, uh (Swea, woo)
Yeah, nigga, all my partnas rollin’ Cs, yeah (Rollin’ crip!)
Big ol’ dinosaur Bs (Blatt, blatt!)
Right behind ’em (What?)
Yeah, all this ice on, baby, heat could find me (I see it)
Just look where it’s light at (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I won’t buy that, uh (Yeah)
I just go in and bite that, yeah
I might wake up wearin’ it, yeah (Yeah)
I don’t give no fuck ’bout your past, yeah (Aye)
I’m not Lil Wayne, and fuck that nigga, but I gotta take your ass there (Woah, say it)
I don’t care if you fucked the whole world, that’s before me and you, yeah
Oh, oh, free Unfunk, Dulu, yeah (Free Unfunk, yeah)
Ride me like a goose, yeah (Like a goose, yeah)
Chicken-limb coupe, yeah (Racks, skrt!)
Double-R with no roof, yeah (Woop, woop, woop)
Racin’ down the street, nigga flyin’ by high-speed, yeah (Whew, whew)
Yeah, makin’ other rappers on time, yeah
Film while ridin’ with broads, yeah (Yeah)
All my niggas here like a beat, yeah (Yeah)
NoPlug pull up, nigga park, yeah
Pull up to the nine, nigga, blood, yeah
Pull up and it’s fire like a pot, yeah (Pot)
All a nigga’s diamonds gettin’ large, yeah
All my niggas playin’ like a child, yeah, ah (Skrt skrt)
300 shit, nigga, why I sucked at law? (Yeah)
Haha (Pop a perky and get ready)
Real spit! (Please, hey!)
Tell me, but don’t stop it, nigga, yeah (Can’t stop)
[Interlude: Young Thug]
How long I been going bro? Hey! It’s dope instead, baby, yeah (Instead, yeah)
You red, baby, yeah (Red, yeah)
Pshh, gimme that head, baby, yeah (Bitch, gimme that head, yeah, yeah)
Let’s do the sixty-nine, and that’s the only time that you ain’t a dime (Let’s do the sixty-nine)
Let’s do the sixty-nine, that’s the only time that you ain’t a dime (Ain’t a dime)
You ain’t a dime, that’s the only time that you ain’t a dime (You hear me)
Yeah, you ain’t a dime, you ain’t that (I digg you)
Hear me? Bankroll)
[Interlude: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hot boy)
Aye (Thugger, aye)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Aye (Damn)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Aye (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Aye (Yeah)
Aye! Ah (Twerk, twerk)
I wanna buy them purses, yeah (Purses)
You make me mad, I’m gettin’ the Birkin, yeah (Yeah, aye)
80k, baby, ain’t discouraged, yeah (Scheme)
I can spend it, bae, you’re so worth it (So worth it)
I, know you, baby, you are so perfect (Woah) to me
Fuck what they say, bae, you gon’ twerk it (Woah) for me (Me)
I give that stick you gon’ go burst it (Ah) for me (Yeah)
‘N’ I eat that pussy like Starbursts (*slurp*) oowee (Yeah)
Wee, oowee
I know you like to see that, teeth on your lip, yeah (Yeah)
I eat that pussy ’til it dip, I see that dip, yeah (I can see)
I, I don’t wanna fall asleep, I ain’t gon’ dip, yeah (I’ll never sleep)
I might pull off and leave some chips, yeah (Skrt skrt)
I cannot get nervous, ah (Nah)
I spent ten thousand on a purse, yeah (Fendi, Louis, Gucci)
I ain’t gay, boy, that’s a male bag, yeah (Chanel)
Big ol’ bloody red rag, yeah (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
[Verse 10: Young Thug]
Race the Jag (Woo)
Bought the foreign right after that (And what?)
Then I break that back, look what caused that (Woah)
Uh, so I’m riding with my driver (Money)
2017 Cadillac on buyers, yeah (Swea, yeah)
I go all night like a cypher, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m 100%, no liar, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
If I’m horny, bae, I can buy her, yeah (Oh yeah, yeah)
I get rid of her when I’m tired, yeah
But mostly like, yeah
I meant, but most likely I won’t ’cause I like your donk, yeah
I like your trunk, yeah
I put money in your ears, money in your front, yeah
I put veneers right inside your fuckin’ mouth, yeah
So you can look like Baby when you fuckin’ smile, yeah
I know I am the truth, I am a wild child, yeah
Yeah, yeah, baby, I’m all yours, yeah (Woah)
I cannot be all y’all’s, yeah (Ah, ah)
But I’m a big dog, yeah (Big dog, yeah, cash)
This bitch like logs, yeah (Uhh, bitch)
I came for two and y’all there (I swea)
Ooh, yeah
I gave a few and y’all in there (Haha, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, G5 I put you in the air (Shh, pfff)
Yeah, tell ’em put a stripper plug in there (Ah, pew)
Shoot a video, yeah, nigga (Ah)
Touch down like I’m Julio, Falcon, nigga (Brr)
I just seen him in the Jefferies, these are thousands, nigga (Yeah)
He just cashed out, yeah
Ask that nigga ’bout me (Yeah)
I spent 50 bands (Ah)
Bitch, I’m not the topic (Woah)
Yeah, pshh, ooh, ah (Do it like that)
My bitch the hottest, oh yeah, pshh, ooh (Whatchu tell ’em?)
We like Bonnie & Clyde, oh yeah, ooh (Yeah)
[Verse 11: Young Thug]
One more time, free them folks, Unfunk! (Yeah, yeah)
Hey! Woo!)
I swear to God, if I’m lying, I can be a dub, yeah (Ooh)
You can ask them bitches up at Follies, boy, they love us (Ah, love!)
YSL, I’m bangin’ it ’til I’m in the dust, yeah (Ah, slatt!)
Even when I’m in the dust, I’m bangin’ it (Swea)
Yeah, before this rap shit, bitch, I had some stains in it (‘Fore)
Yeah, I was standin’ on Bleveland, nigga, bangin’ it (On God)
We were shootin’ at niggas, gettin’ shot at, nigga, ranger shit (Brr, brr, brr)
Yeah, but ain’t no anger shit (Yeah)
I stacked it up (Yeah)
I got a whole lot of free to give away balls, yeah (Let’s go)
I know Lil Chicken on that E, waiting on [?], yeah
She smoke that dope, her old man just died of some cancer (R.I.P. (I know you will)
Say you promise (Hahaha, I promise)
Say you promise on the mic (Haha, no)
Say it… Say it! And heal me from my pain
Supah Mario
Rain! Know what I’m sayin’? (And what?)
[Verse 19: Young Thug]
When we do the sixty-nine, that’s the only time that you ain’t a dime, yeah (That you ain’t a dime)
You not his no more, baby, yeah, you mine, ah (You all mine)
You’re no longer his, baby girl, you’re all mine (I swear to God)
Yeah, I treat you the same, baby, know the Lord, mine (I know the Lord, uh)
Hah, buy you everything, flood your bank account with diamonds (All you)
Do everything to you, beat you up, crying (Crying, baby)
Ah, bangin’ red like a strap, uh, yeah (Sing it)
Yeah, riding around the city on a helicopter, yeah (Skrt, skrt, yeah)
I wan’ meet your papa (I wan’ meet you)
Your mama died, I swear to God I wanna meet her, yeah (I swear I wanna meet her)
My lil brother can’t wait to see you, yeah (I’ll sing for your love)
I’ma ball ’em, they can’t dee him, yeah (I’ma take care of you, that’s love, yeah)
I’ma have him ballin’, they can’t dee him (Don’t give us up, yeah, yeah, yeah)
He don’t got no phone, baby, don’t call him, you know you cannot receive him (Can’t receive)
Yeah, we going to church to get them demons off him, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Come, see by him, God (I pray that the devil go away, God)
I’ma turn him onto God (Yeah)
I turned you onto God, how dare you? Lil bit yellow? Yeah (Aye)
I told my bitch I want a coupon, yeah (Coupon, yeah)
I wanna fuck her on a futon
I got it out of Lennox, and it was a pretty penny, yeah (It ripped, couple grand)
I wanna see your body print all in it, yeah (All in it, yeah)
I wanna see your muhfuckin’ bitch in it, yeah (Yeah, I wanna see her)
I’ma nut, I wanna see babies swimmin’ all in you
Udigg it? (Woah)
[Verse 9: Young Thug]
I wanna see you twerk! [Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
Spend a whole lot of cash on me (Dora)
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie (Talk to ’em, slime)
(Uh) And she said that was good, on hood, yeah (*sips lean*)
Woah
Woo! (Yeah, yeah)
How long have I been going Stafa? (Yeah)
I listen to that R. (Swea, ah, ah)
Ma-ma-man, homie (Ah!)
Ma-man, homie (Yeah)
Ma-ma-man, homie
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
She diggin’ my time like a bezel (Ah)
No Maison Margiela, my diamonds blingin’, and my Rollie is gold like a treasure
Aye, I used to get like ten thousand a show, now my diamonds are bigger than pebbles
Smokin’ on that moonrock, baby, I’ma climb it like I know Khaled
Spent a hunnid bands on my belt, yeah, yeah
Hey, my slime down in Yo got an F&N and he will chop
Yeah, he gon’ let that bit’ ride, dirty a nigga T-shirt and chop down, yeah
Shirt look like swag ’til you seen his ass on Channel 5, yeah
I took two birds from him, ever since then, I been fly, yeah
[Bridge: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, the bullets hit a nigga dome
That pussy wet like a sink
Yeah, yeah, nigga know it, can’t afford it
New Orleans, I’ma go Saint (Woo)
Yeah, yeah, don’t talk, yeah, yeah
Take me to church, I wan’ sing
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, diamonds blingin’ like I got baptized
[Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
Yeah, I been eatin’, she’s feeding lies, yeah
Spend a whole lot of cash on me
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie
I tell y’all on that Vicky powder, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Don’t tell me you boutta eat, then get no fries, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Sike! Right around my bro got killed, yeah (Bennie, yeah)
Ever since then, motherfuck there, yeah (There, on dead, yeah)
Ah, you niggas know the fuckin’ deal, yeah (The dealings, oh yeah, yeah)
He killed my brother, then his ass got killed, yeah (I saw my mama cry)
Locked me up, I got appealed, yeah, ah (Cash)
I’m on that Molly and a pill, yeah (Runnin’ still)
I don’t wan’ sign no fuckin’ deal, yeah (I don’t want no deal)
I don’t be wantin’ no more familia, yeah (I want something real)
[Verse 13: Young Thug]
I want my bitch that ain’t familiar (For real)
I wanna give that bitch a million, ah (Yeah)
I wanna show that bitch some bread, yeah (Lil bitch)
But she gotta be so relentless, yeah (She what?)
I put them gangstas inside them skinnies, yeah (“How you a G?”)
This beat better stop, I ain’t never ending (Yeah)
I swear (Swea)
You better cut it, boy, you know it (Cut it)
Yeah, I bought baby girl a Rollie (Rollie, Rollie)
Yeah, iced out, and I bought it for my homie (Homie)
Yeah, Ice Box got all of my brodies (Buy from him!)
Yeah, Elliante, that’s my jeweler, spoil me (Elliante, aye, hey!)
Yeah, I got that one of one, no shortage (Elliante!)
You can’t get that, they cannot remake that, yeah
But you can go to him and they can fake that, yeah, ah (Yeah)
But they know they takin’ that shit way back, yeah, ah (They know)
I was buyin’ on Bleveland where them folks flex, yeah
Bleveland slow, they lost Duke and then lil Bukk, yeah, hhh
Put that bit’ right in a buck, yeah, ah (Buck, uh, uh)
Hit this club and throw some bucks, yeah (Throw it, throw it, throw it)
Fuck on me, oh, bae, I’m buff, yeah (I just throw it, throw it)
Try to play and good luck, yeah (And try to boom)
I’m so tired, I give up, yeah (Man, I swear to swear)
But I don’t give up on your love, yeah (Don’t give up on your love)
You said you can’t go too far, yeah (Can’t go too far)
‘Cause he got you, but I got you, I can spoil you (Spoil you, I can)
A little more, and then my bro, but I’m for sure, ah (Fasho)
You know I got it on the low, this ain’t no hoe (Cash)
I got a black card, and that muhfucker say, “Woah,” yeah (It does)
I am a Zoe, bitch, I’m a z, ah, eater (Tu, tu, ah, fa, fa)
I be smoking pounds of that reefer (Ah)
Yeah, diamonds dancing, can’t move my speaker
Diamonds had a nigga loud like a beeper (Beep)
Yeah, Dora got me some loud like a… Yeah (Yeah)
Nigga, Dora got me some loud like a… Yeah (Speak up)
Dora got me some loud like a beeper, yeah (Beeper, yeah)
I can’t wait to see you (See you)
Slash that, I can’t wait to be you (Aye)
I can’t wait to treat you (Aye)
I can’t wait to fuck you (I can’t)
I can’t wait to suck you, yeah (Oh, I can’t)
Pussy out, ah, yeah (Yeah)
Act up, and I’ll (Oh yeah)
Kick you out the spot, yeah ([?])
With a hunnid thousand, yeah
[Verse 14: Young Thug]
Give you the keys to the mansion, yeah (Mansion)
You can ride ’round that motherfucker, Marilyn Manson, yeah (Black out the Rollie, on God!)
You can call all of your friends, and then they come dancing, yeah (Come party, on God!)
I pull up with fifteen bills and then throw them bands in, yeah (I wan’ party, hey!)
I throw like twenty thousand bands inside my house like it was the club, yeah (What? (Know it)
Yeah, if you were broke, I wouldn’t like me either, yeah
Ah, I said I don’t like Queen Latifah, yeah (Brrrrr)
Yeah, I’ma serve him like the zebra, uh, yeah (Ice)
Fuck them black and white diamonds on my muhfuckin’ lever, yeah, yeah
Hey, yeah, a nigga caught runnin’, booked, nigga bolt, nigga pleads, ooh
Got, got books on my muhfuckin’ pocket phone book, nigga pagin’, yeah (What?)
Yeah, hmph, hah
[Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
1500 dollars on some maids, expensive
Spend a whole lot of cash on me
And I’m, and I’ma tell her like a boss
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie
Yeah, and I’ma fuck a nigga mom, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Yeah, and I’ma drink her like a sauce
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Yeah, baby I’m not the father
Yeah, but I’ll take care of your daughter
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Hey)
[Verse 3: Young Thug]
I know udigg what I’m sayin’, and that’s coming from the heart
I know you don’t know about it baby, you know more
Yeah, you goin’ slow, but, yeah, you oh so smart (Hey)
Yeah, they think you dead, but you right on their ass like boy, boy
Back the fuck up off my big homie like boy, boy (Boy)
I’ma let that Tommy hit tummies like tuh, tuh, yeah, ah
Bitch, I’m the Presi, fuck Barack, yeah
Yeah, how many businesses was closin’ shop? (You heard me?)
I wan’ touch your face (Please don’t) (You heard me?)
She said don’t touch her face, nah
‘Cause I dun’ had my hands all over the place, yeah (Woah)
I can respect it, but you better not reject me no more
Or I’ma beat your motherfuckin’ ass, I’m not your hoe, you my hoe, for sure (Fasho)
You better know (Remember)
Yeah, write it down, take a fuckin’ note (We should FaceTime [?], hahaha)
Take a picture, I don’t give a fuck, yeah (Nah, nah, nah)
Disrespect me, put your ass in a buck, yeah (Buck, buck)
Fuck you ’til you got the hiccups
Ah, ah, ah, and my knees up (Yeah)
You don’t got no worries, baby, put your feet up (Yeah)
You got your Burberry on, baby, I see you (I see you)
Yeah, you be my mamacita (Mamacita, oh yeah)
I’ll leave my girl ’bout you, I’m for real, yeah (I’ll leave my girl ’bout you, yeah)
I do my thing, baby, I know you (I do my thing)
Go ‘n’ do your thing on the Young Thug, too (Go and do your thing, yeah)
[Interlude: Young Thug & Karlae]
Yeah, would you leave your past and come fuck with me? (Yeah)
Agh! Yeah! I can’t hear you
Thirty minutes? (Yeah)
Yeah, it cost a little digits (Bitch)
[Verse 21: Young Thug]
Yeah, you flossy, you bossy (You flossy, you bossy)
Yeah, they play with you, put ’em in coffins, and they ain’t duffles (Ba, ba, ba)
Woo, yeah, I’m cookin’ up fish and a muhfuckin’ dolphin (Woo, ah)
Yeah, I put that Dickies suit right in her muhfuckin’ closet (Ah, say it)
Yeah, I’m in red Chucks when I’m walkin’ on muhfuckin’ Slauson (Blatt, blatt, go, baby)
She tired of me rappin’, but I dare to do this thing walkin’ (Do it)
Yeah, I just bought a muhfuckin’ Bentley, I’m dealin’ with law
I pulled up a Bentley with forgies, I dare you to leave me to dead and cough (Ahh)
Damn, I just fucked it up, but I can speed it up, I can get it right back, yeah, yeah
I can get the white crack, yeah, yeah
Put the dick right in her, she came back like it was cooked crack, yeah
Ah, ah, she like, “How the fuck did you did that?” Yeah, yeah
I was like, “I was smokin’ lean and drinkin’ me some thrax,” yeah, yeah (Sheesh)
I’m different
I said I was smokin’ lean and drinkin’ some thrax, oh, wait (Yeah, ah)
I had to slow it down, yeah
‘Cause I know that you can’t catch that, yeah
There you go actin’ like a brat, brat, yeah (That’s mine)
Tell me what you want, I want a nap sack, yeah, pshh (Go)
Bend you over, fuck you from the back, back, pshh (Yeah, nigga)
Pull out your jewel tracks, I can’t afford that (Yeah, cash, yeah, ah, yeah)
Babe, you snorin’, yeah (Snorin’)
Fuck you so long, I can make you snorin’, yeah (Snore, yeah)
Her lil toes are so sexy (Sexy)
I’ma lick ’em while she my lady, yeah (Know she wet, get it right, nigga, yeah)
Looks are deceiving (Yeah)
This shit can get freaky (Aye)
This shit can get beated (No, really)
This shit can get beated up (Beat)
This shit can get nutted in (Yeah)
This shit can have strong between us (Yeah)
This shit can have all the bees (Ah)
And this bitch don’t need no friends (Ah)
I got so much money on me (Ah)
You can call them your friends (Yeah)
Baby, I’m your friend, yeah
Them are your hands
I give it to you, won’t take it back, bae, that is your end, yeah
You can know it, yeah (Woo, wooh!)
How long have I been going Staf? [Verse 17: Young Thug]
Yeah, she said it official like some fuckin’ tissues (Yeah)
Hah, baby girl, you know I [?] to see you (Ah, I do)
Ah, I just did the front cover to GQ (Get it right now)
Issue, yeah, ah (Get it right, get it right now, get it right now)
If he ever hit you (Get it right now)
Better not tell me ’cause me and him gon’ have some issues (Woo)
Yeah, keep it to yourself, baby
I know you’ve heard that in the world, baby (Don’t tell nobody)
I know you wanna have my girl, baby (I’d love for you to)
I know you want us to get the world crackin’, yeah (I’m making love with your body)
Gon’ and get the world crackin’, yeah (Gon’ and get the world crackin’)
Let’s gon’ and get this thing brackin’, yeah (Let’s gon’ and get this thing brackin’)
Come sleep with me
I’ll take you to the mall tomorrow, spend a lot of Gs (On God, God)
Like this shit here grow on trees, haha (Bling, bling)
You can’t believe me, yeah
Until you hit the mall, now you can’t see me (Trash)
[Verse 18: Young Thug]
Money stacked up (Yeah)
Ahh, I just might ride on the bus (Like damn)
I might come out with a fuckin’ hunnid bucks (How you feel?)
I might come out with a million dollars up, yeah (Racks, racks)
I’m not whippin’ eggs, baby (Woo)
Is it white? boy)”
Baby, I bring the dream team out, yeah (Dream, dream)
Baby, I got that tartar mouth, yeah (Tartar)
[Interlude: Young Thug]
Gimme five seconds, let me drink up
*sips* Hmhm
*sips* Aye, let’s get it (Yeah)
Oh, my fault, that was four seconds (What?)
Give me one more, more, muhf-, more second (What?!)
[Verse 15: Young Thug & Karlae]
Uhh, now we can start rappin’ (Start)
Yeah, I was really rich, I ain’t never trappin’ (Trap)
You been hustlin’ for ten years, that means you bad at it
I just bought my muhfuckin’ diamonds straight out a rabbit, yeah (Swea)
Hunnid xans, I popped ’em up in Nobu, yeah (Popped ’em hellio, helly)
Also, yeah (Elliante)
They know wassup (Icier than a motherfucker, yeah)
Come give me your whole heart, yeah (Brown like [?])
I won’t stop, give it up, yeah (I got more ho[l]es than Kanye clothes)
You don’t need no more, you know, yeah (You got me peepin’ out the door)
Triple-R means Really Rich Rebels (You wanna go up on a pole)
Triple-R means Really Rich Rebels (Really rich, really rich, yeah)
You heard me? to Bankroll Fresh bro, yeah (R.I.P. He ain’t there
My bitch, she’d have banged, yeah (Bang)
My bitch, she so dangerous
My bitch, she so bad
My bitch, she so av’ (Huh?)
Oops, I meant no (Yeah)
No, my bitch ain’t no average hoe
Least a classy hoe, oh yeah, yeah, yo
And her circle small like Cheerio, oh, oh, yo (Hey)
Now you know, niggas, oh no, no, no (Oh)
I ain’t writing now, oh yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
You so fine, baby, here, baby, go ‘n’ have my child (Ooh)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah (I’m ready, like I’m spaghetti, yeah)
Oh yeah, yeah (So ready, ready, I’m ready)
Udigg? M[?])
I pulled up on her, I remember her, no answer (I remember)
I gave that bitch a thousand dollars, told her, “Baptist, ([?])
Take your ass down there to the church and go get seen’d about (Seen)
You just seen your boyfriend get seen’d about, yeah (R.I.P. Yeah (What?)
300 shit like Lil Durk with no tar, yeah (Yeah)
Lyor, you keep playin’, I’ma pull your card, yeah
Yeah (Yeah)
[Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
Spend a whole lot of cash on me
Let that breathe
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie
Lemme talk to the ladies for a minute, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Let’s go
(Yeah)
[Verse 7: Young Thug]
Don’t leave me (Don’t leave)
Receive me (Receive)
Believe in me (Believe)
Come and achieve with me (Achieve)
Yeah, come bleed with me (Come bleed with me)
Go ‘n’ dye your hair red (Yeah, dye it)
You heard what Gucci said (Free Guwop)
These niggas rock how I be (They rock)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Aye this shit so good, I can’t just say that once)
Yeah… yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
She grinnin’ ’cause she like the way I swag it
Yeah, I just told lil mama I’m not average (Born with it)
Yeah, I got her dead ballin’ like a bastard, yeah (Woo, woo, woo)
Plaid it
Call her truancy, but baby girl ain’t classy, yeah (Hah, hah)
Yeah, you the baddest (Baddest)
I don’t give no fuck if you’ve got baby daddies
Aye, I’ma put you in that ’16 ‘cLaren (Skrt)
Yeah, I learned to turn the f… factories off and put on Davins
Yeah, shout out to Migos, they be dabbin’ (Dab)
Yeah, shout out to Peewee, man, we trappin’, yeah (Yeah)
I’m drinkin’ lean, hey (Lean, lean, lean)
I don’t ball, no dee, yeah
[Verse 8: Young Thug]
But I take the Molly, yeah (Wait)
I told her I would stop, but I’m sorry (I’m sorry)
I just can’t, yeah, that money in the back, yeah (Yeah)
Bae eye on the bank, yeah (What)
I got like a blank, yeah (How much?)
Where the crip? Yeah
Nah, we don’t care nothing bout no cop, dog
Ah, fifteen hunnid for these cups, they art, yeah
Yeah, ah, ah
Hunnid thousand for the art, yeah
Yeah, not going steady, Rocko air it
[Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
Spend a whole lot of cash on me
Ah, choppa on ready
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie
Ah, call me the bomb
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Chop, my i over there, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie
Bentley
[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Ooh, slatt
Sleep one eye open like I’m a Fetty, yeah
Climb in a tree and they ready like spaghetti, yeah
Playin’ with Slime, we Belly, yeah
I was tryna live, yeah
She said she don’t wanna play no games, no Anne Jackson (Woo, aye)
Baby come with a muhfuckin’ dress, yeah (Drippin’ swag)
Ah, and I’ma shoot it on your chest, better have a vest, ah, yeah (Eskeddit)
I’m playin’ around with your feelings, yeah (Yeah)
I’ma take you all of them places (Take you all around the world)
Turn your ass up ’cause you deserve it (Said I want you, want you girl)
Ah, no Future, but I’m the future
I’m the teacher, baby, you the tutor, yeah (Yeah)
Ah, money longer than the world’s longest room, tuh, yeah (Swea, swea)
Ah, playin’ with YSL, niggas gon’ shoot you, yeah (Boom, boom)
R.I.P. [Hook: HiDoraah & Young Thug]
Spend a whole lot of cash on me (Yeah)
Money, power, that’s the plan, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, you understand, homie (Yeah)
Had a lot of niggas mad, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m the man, homie (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I’m the man, homie (Yeah)
[Post-Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m the man, homie (Sheesh)
Yeaaaaahhhhh….. Huh? (R-E-A-D-Y, baby, I’m ready)
Udigg? Hmhm, what’d you say? (I ain’t do that, but fuck it, let’s get it, yeah)
[Verse 22: Young Thug]
I been rappin’ for thirty minutes, and that’s why baby girl tired, yeah, ah (I can’t tell)
I’ma see her when she admire me, yeah (When it’s light out)
I’ma accept her apology, yeah (Ah, suck it, yeah)
Fuck her good, and now she be stalking me, yeah (She cookin’, she lookin’)
I ain’t get killed, nigga, ain’t no coffin me, yeah (No way, no way)
Only thing I cough is when I smoke some weed, yeah, yeah (*cough*)
Ah, bumble bees in here (Brr, brr)
Mountain Dew spill it bad, aye
Two cups, yeah
Teflon, what it do, son? (Yeah)
Hey (Yeah, yeah)
Aye! (Yeah)
Hey (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
[Verse 5: Young Thug]
Me and Stafa having fun, yeah
‘Cause it ain’t no fun when a rabbit gotta go, yeah
I’ma feed that bitch, then give her trunk (Racks)
Yeah, I’ma put a Rollie on her arm, yeah (Rollie, Rollie)
Put a iced-out YSL right on her charms, yeah (Swea)
Baby, told ’em don’t need them, I’m the one (One)
Yeah, two door, not the, ah, three, I keep forgettin’, yeah
But I got four doors, yeah
Fuck cameras, ah, fuck the Po-Po, yeah
Oh no, yeah
They coming to the door, flush the shit right now, come on, yeah
[Interlude: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah! Play this song
[Intro: Young Thug]
Aye, I’m watching my homie ‘nem play pool, that nigga just did a bad ass shot, kid
Yeah, and I also got a young lady in here with me, I think she tryna steal me, ‘naam sayin’? I got a lil drink, you said, you said [?]? Kelly, “I Wish” (I Wish)
Then I cry like a little bitty fuckin’ bitch, yeah
But I love my brother, believe I really miss him (Real talk)
I swear there’s no other, I’d give you all this shit, yeah (Yeah, you can have it all)
I’d give it all up to see him
I wanna see my mama’s face when she gon’ see him, ah (Big Duck)
I know these pussy niggas trippin’, they wanna see you, yeah (They wanna see you)
They tryna stop you ’cause they know you like the Beatles, yeah (Beatles)
But they forgot that your lil brother out, and he Thugger
Yeah, I got that Ruga and a Reega (Pull it)
I told you, yeah, yeah (Buh)
I, I’ll pop at your top ’bout my soldier, yeah (Pop it)
Yeah, that’s my round like I’m from New Orleans, yeah
Yeah, yeah, crack baby, yeah, yeah (What?)
But I wasn’t born in the ’80s, oh, baby, yeah, yeah
I wasn’t even born up at Grady’s, no, no, yeah, yeah
Ten thousand couch in the apartment, my mama had me pick, ooh, damn (True)
I-I came out with a few things, ooh, da-damn (It’s true, yeah, aye)
Yeah, I had diamonds in my skin, yeah, mmh, yeah (Swea)
Elm Elementary, I’m the prince (Thugger, show it)
Yeah, how I got in trouble? Aye! Would you? I ain’t never do this (Man, fuck, yeah)
I ranned off from ’em, and they say I’m missing (Yeah, bye)
But, bae, your son just out here strictly pimpin’, ooh (What, chuch)
Yeah, I’m just gettin’ ’em digits, yeah (Racks, cash)
Fell in love like I’ll fuck that Benjie (Hah, hah)
[Verse 12: Young Thug]
My nigga kickin’ it, yeah (Kickin’ it)
My baby girl gettin’ it (Gettin’ it, gettin’ it)
Know you want to say her name, hhh
But you can’t, ’cause that’s… pain
To these other hoes, yeah (Yeah)
Kick ’em out the door, yeah
Anybody more, yeah
I want you for sure, yeah (Yeah)
I don’t want no bitches, yeah (Yeah)
Give ’em to the bros, yeah (Yeah)
I just want the money, yeah (Yeah)
I just buy them clothes, yeah, uh (Racks, nigga, guap!)
I just buy them cars, yeah (Bentley, blatt, woah, can’t stop!)
I can’t stand them broads, yeah (Big, big guap)
I do it for my girls and broad, yeah (Yeah)
I do it for my lil girls and my little boy, yeah (Yeah)
Ah, crib and a hunna thousand on toys, yeah (Toys, let’s bounce)
Ah, Easter huntin’, baby, thousand for you (Twenty bitch)
Charles Barkley, baby, ballin’, oh yeah (Racks)
Ah, Michael Jordan, nigga, no Yeezy, yeah, breezy
I get them racks, yeah I get cheese, you believe me (Yeah)
That fetty, moolah, and the cash, and the cash talk (Cash)
Yeah, hit him in his back, watch his ass walk (Boom)
Pussy nigga gettin’ chalked, bring him out his red (Chalk)
Tell my niggas we not done ‘fore dumb nigga’s dead
Run up on your closes, he can’t even just push weight (On God)
I wan’ see your brains everywhere, then send some pics (Woo)
Yeah, shit get real drastic, nigga, playin’ with that red tape
Nigga chickened out, nigga
Free my muhfuckin’ (Ah) dog, and I ain’t even nasty, nigga (Woah)
He down to Smith, yeah
Climb in it like wheel’, yeah
He down to Smith, prison, I’m not talkin’ Will, yeah, ah (Woah, woah)
Foreigns need them big ol’ fuckin’ wheels, yeah (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Twenty-eights like a fuckin’ ferris wheel, yeah (Skrrrt)
I be skatin’ through your bitches, how’d I deal, yeah (Skrrt)
Where that there? (With a golden shovel, you know what I’m sayin’?)
Hear me? I’ma take them hoes out for a good bite, yeah
Yeah, that’s diamonds on me, and they bling like a knight, yeah
Yeah, I’m the principal, baby, take my advice, yeah
Yeah, baby, I’m the prince, I was gon’ take your life, yeah (Boom boom)
I know who I… (Yeah)
Know who I am (I know it)
Don’t like me? I digg it (I digg it, swear)
With a golden shovel, yeah (On God)
With an iced out, not AP, but the Rollie bezel, yeah (Bling, blaow, yeah, hunnid racks)
Uh, show-n-tell it, yeah (Cash, cash)
A blind man ain’t got business all at the movies, nigga, yeah (Blind man ain’t got business)
A deaf man ain’t got no business all in a band, nigga, yeah (Deaf man ain’t go no business)
I’m just tryna count these bands, just gimme some racks, yeah, yeah (Yeah, gimme some bands, bands, bands)
Yeah, ah!

Kesha – Rich, White, Straight, Men Lyrics

God is a woman, I know her
[Chorus]
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
[Verse 2]
If you’re from another land then come here
You won’t have to climb a wall
(Yes you will!)
And if you are a boy who loves a boy
You’ll get a wedding cake and all
(Not in Colorado!)
And if you are a lady and you do your lady work
Then you will make as many dollars as the boys
Not just two thirds
[Refrain]
Cha-ching
Fuck you (Fuck you)
[Pre-Chorus]
What if life as we knew it was over? God is a woman, I know her
[Chorus]
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? Play this song
[Verse 1]
You could ride a unicorn to school
And if you fall off you’d have healthcare
(No you don’t)
And if you finish school you’d go to college for free
That makes sense and that’s fair
(No it’s not)
And if you were a lady
Then you own your lady parts
Just like a man goes to a dealership
And then he owns a car
[Refrain]
Vroom vroom
Fuck you (Fuck you)
[Pre-Chorus]
What if life as we knew it was over? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
[Outro]
What if… (Hahahahahahahahaha)
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? Guess what? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
[Bridge]
Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wish the world was different
Where who you love and who you are
Was nobody’s fucking business
[Chorus]
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? (Hahahahahahahahaha)
What if rich, white, straight men
Didn’t rule the world anymore? Guess what?

Bon Iver – Hey, Ma Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
I waited outside
I took it remote
I wanted a bath
“Tell the story or he goes”
“Tell the story or he goes”
[Chorus]
Full time, you talk your money up
While it’s living in a coal mine
Tall time to call your Ma
Hey Ma, hey Ma
Tall vote, you know you mope it up
Well, you wanted it your whole life
You’re back and forth with light
[Verse 2]
I waited outside
I was tokin’ on dope
I hoped it all won’t go in a minute
With the past that you know
I wanted all that mind, sugar
I want it all mine
I had a heavy mind, sugar
It took it, it was right
[Chorus]
Full time, you talk your money up
While it’s living in a coal mine
Tall time to call your Ma
Hey Ma, hey Ma
Tall vote, you know you mope it up
Well, you wanted it your whole life
You’re back and forth with light
[Interlude]
You’re back and forth
You’re back and forth
You go back and forth
And then you’re back and forth
And back and forth
[Verse 3]
I waited outside
Then you took me in the room
And you offered up the truth
My eyes crawling up the window to the wall
From dusk ’til dawn
Let me talk to ’em
Let me talk to ’em all
[Chorus]
Full time, you talk your money up
While it’s living in a coal mine
Tall time to call your Ma
Hey Ma, hey Ma
Tall vote, you know you mope it up
Well, you wanted it your whole life
You’re back and forth with light

AKA – Bang Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1: AKA]
This shit is guaranteed to bang
Call me first prince when I land
No [?] in my name
Just a pocket full dreams and a plan
[?] flip a middle finger to the man
Niggas got the rules all bent
Double that on the payment (why?)
‘Cause street cred never paid rent
They never felt base in a light grey benz
20 inch rims and thirty percent tip
Walk around town like a bunch of made men
You never made Rands so you never made sense
Nah, everybody stay fresh
Champagne [?] but we’re in the same trench
In this life that’s so beautiful
Only time I get to see my fam is a funeral
Damn, you don’t believe me yet
Got a couple of baby cousins who ain’t see me yet
(That’s true)
[Chorus]
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love
[Verse 2: Khuli Chana]
I grew up since pops screwed up
Mom introduced me to God
[?] shoot up
As the pain grows like a tumor
I stay afloat, keep flowing
Kea ichuma, ke itshutla dikeledi
Though my eyes cry no more
So that happens when you left out in the cold for so long
(So wrong)
Still wonder why he left me
Wish I didn’t give a shit
Wishing ne go le bonolo
I still pour a lil’ liqour le ha phela
Oulady ke lefetwa, I’m still morning magogo
So [?] I can’t speak, kea tlalelwa kea tshologa
Kea tlalelwa kea tshologa [?]
I’m living in my sorrow
You follow go [?]
Blood clot mo pelong yaka
Reflecting on bophelo ba ka
I thank my uncle a million buck
Who taught me to pop [?] up and no sucker punch
[Chorus]
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love
[Verse 3: AKA]
They wanna know who I do it for
Bitches who’ve never been booty called
But know the difference when duty calls
Every fallen legend who we knew before
We applaud, once upon a time my position was yours
Stay humble, wait, make the dinner plate crumble
Stay fair but the stomach got the same crumble
They never played fair, better late
They never made mommy say prayers (concrete jungle)
So we pray for better days till I take care
To you the keys of my heart belong
Play it like symphonies [?]
Apologies to my niece who I can’t see more
Like the world is a disco ball
And God is a dj dropping all the hits I’m on
Wherever I’m at, I know you miss me
Stay close to the screen so you can kiss me
[Chorus]
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love
I hope you got somebody you can lean on
Toast up everybody who’ve been gone
Post up, I never really leave home
Don’t stop giving me what I need, love

Miley Cyrus – Unholy Lyrics

So is everyone else
Yeah So is everyone else (Hey)
I’m a little drunk, I know it
I’ma get high as hell
I’m a little bit unholy
So what? So is everyone else
[Post-Chorus]
So what? So is everyone else
[Chorus]
I’m a little drunk, I know it
I’ma get high as hell
I’m a little bit unholy
So what? So is everyone else
So what? So is everyone else
I’m a little drunk, I know it
I’ma get high as hell
I’m a little bit unholy
So what? So is everyone else
So what? Play this song
[Chorus]
I’m a little drunk, I know it
I’ma get high as hell
I’m a little bit unholy
So what? So is everyone else
[Verse]
Wake up in the middle of a breakdown, yeah, uh
Have sex on the table with the takeout (Uh)
I’m sick of the faking, the using, the taking
The people calling me obscene
You hate me, you love me, you just wanna touch me
I’m only trying to get some peace
So let me do me
[Chorus]
I’m a little drunk, I know it
I’ma get high as hell
I’m a little bit unholy
So what? So is everyone else
[Post-Chorus]
So what?

Miley Cyrus – The Most Lyrics

Is it ’cause you love me the most? I don’t know why you still believe in me
[Chorus]
Oh, and even in my darkest days, even in my lowest place
You love me the most
And even when I can’t stay, even when I run away
You love me the most
So why do I hurt you so? Is it ’cause you love me the most? Is it ’cause I know? Is it ’cause I know? Yeah
[Verse 2]
Your tender touch is the healing that I seek
I come to you when my judgement becomes weak
All that you are is all I ever need
I don’t know why you still believe in me
[Chorus]
Oh, and even in my darkest days, even in my lowest place
You love me the most
And even when I can’t stay, even when I run away
You love me the most
So why do I hurt you so? [Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the most
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it ’cause I know? Why do I hurt you so? Play this song
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
This winter was as cold as you and I
I know you’re home, hoping I’m alright
How many times have I left you in the deep? Why do I hurt you so? [Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the most
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it ’cause I know? Yeah
[Outro]
How many times have I left you in the deep? Yeah, yeah, yeah, the most
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it ’cause I know? I don’t know why you still believe in me Is it ’cause you love me the most? Is it ’cause you love me the most? Yeah, yeah, yeah, the most
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Is it ’cause I know?

Jon Bellion – Crop Circles Lyrics

I’ve been tryna grasp it, but it’s all just hieroglyphics
(In case you fuckin’ forgot)
We tried a little space, but we flew too far to fix it
Oh, I do not know, I do not know
[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
I said oh, I do not know, I do not know
I do not know, I do not know
I do not know, I do not know
[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
When did thoughts of wedding rings
Become just stranger things? I’m in the upside down
We used to dance around the apartment
Now our footprints in the carpet are just crop circles, crop circles
[Verse 2: Jon Bellion & Mylon Hayde]
When did our vibration turn to awkward bits of friction? Play this song
[Verse 1: Jon Bellion & Mylon Hayde]
When did our apartment turn to ruins on an island? Where lovers used to live, but they’ve been gone for quite some time and
Cards and clothes are artifacts and clues we left behind and
Oh, I do not know, I do not know
(In case you fuckin’ forgot)
When did all the passion turn to numbers and statistics? (In case you fuckin’ forgot)
When did our vacation turn to fossils and to fiction? (In case you fuckin’ forgot)
All we do is fight, and now we can’t break the addiction
Oh, I do not know, I do not know
[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
I said oh, I do not know, I do not know
I do not know, I do not know
I do not know, I do not know
[Chorus: Jon Bellion]
When did thoughts of wedding rings
Become just stranger things? I’m in the upside down
We used to dance around the apartment
Now our footprints in the carpet are just crop circles, crop
(When did)
[Outro: Mylon Hayde & Jon Bellion]
In case you fuckin’ forgot
In case you fuckin’ forgot (When did)
In case you fuckin’ forgot
In case you fuckin’ forgot
In case you fuckin’ forgot

Thomas Rhett – Blessed Lyrics

Play this song
[Verse 1]
Lights are down, but you’re shining like you always do
Every day, I’m reminded of the miracle of you
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re too good for coincidence
And too perfect for an accident
And I’m not sure where Heaven is
But every night, I get a glimpse
[Chorus]
And I know I’m blessed
Watching you spin in that dress
Making my heart beat out my chest
I can’t count the times I’ve heard
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m blessed
And all I ain’t got is my breath
You stole it the first time we meet
You’re more than I deserve
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m
[Verse 2]
I keep checking you for halos
Swear you’re an angel in the skies
You poke my mind from every angle, and I
Can see Heaven in your eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
You’re too good for coincidence
And too perfect for an accident
And I’m not sure where Heaven is
But every night, I get a glimpse
[Chorus]
And I know I’m blessed (Blessed)
Watching you spin in that dress (Dress)
Making my heart beat out my chest
I can’t count the times I’ve heard
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m blessed (Blessed)
And all I ain’t got is my breath (Breath)
You stole it the first time we met
You’re more than I deserve
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m
[Bridge]
Baby, you’re the kind of girl that I’ve always prayed for
And I swear by my dying breath that I will be faithful
Oh, baby
‘Cause I’m on my knees (I’m on my knees)
Whoa, you make me believe
[Chorus]
Baby, I’m blessed (Blessed)
Watching you spin in that dress (Dress)
Making my heart beat out my chest
I can’t count the times I’ve heard
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m blessed (Blessed)
And all I ain’t got is my breath (Breath)
You stole it the first time we met
You’re more than I deserve
People say I’m lucky, but lucky ain’t the word
Oh, I’m blessed

Skepta – Gangsta Lyrics

(Dead)
Say you bust gun, we don’t believe you
You don’t pray, TBH, you need to
Say that he’s a badboy, I was like me too
Shoot from up ‘cross the road when I see you (Sky)
Fuck your war story, I’ve been there when the beef get gory (Facts)
I’m from the UK just like Devlin, but I’m a yardman like Cory
[Interlude: Skepta]
Tryna be gangster
Tryna be gangster, your cartel are not up to the time
Tryna be gangster
Tryna be gangster, pattern up, better get back on the grind
[Verse 3: Jammer]
It’s all an act and movie (Yeah)
See through them, but they can’t see through me (Nope)
Man wanna act like gangsters, when I see man
Manna move like groupies
These man are happy inside
But when I see man, they start moving booky (Booky)
Friday night, when I smoke like booky (brucky)
Don’t get nicked by the feds on duty
Might pop corn cah my team’s unruly
Bare badmana move Shy like Snoochie (Snoochie)
Them man there better follow my orders
Run a man down like Sloth in Goonies (Hey, you guys)
I send a man hot shots just like shoot it, shoot it
Them man are sleeping, snoozing, snoozing
Us man are winning, not losing
[Verse 4: Jme]
Somebody tell these ediats with two hundred pound belts and shiny trainers (Please)
Stop tryna imitate guys on road, you cannot buy G status (Trust)
Give a shit what garms you cop (No), don’t give a shit what crap you drop (What?)
Waste of money and time, please stop (Trust)
You cannot buy gangster from shop
Bare logos, bare designers
You lot are looking like F1 drivers (Trust)
Even tryna chat like man
Hate when I hear pricks misuse slang
Man are tryna get out the hood but, you were never there so you’re tryna get in (What?)
Backwards ting (What?), cool
Make sure your hood’s up when it starts raining (Serious)
[Chorus: Skepta]
Yeah, we did young and stupid
Now I do grown and sexy
I don’t know who you’re tryna impress, G
Man, can see that your man-bag’s empty
No need to pretend
I don’t wanna hear you talk greazy again
Never shot food, never shot no skeng
Talk about gangster, I was like, “When?”
Brudda, you love lie
Tryna been gangsta, you ain’t never been on one ride
Tough guy
Tryna be gangsta, your cartel are not up to the time
You man are washed up, say you got big P, say you got cats on the line
You’re just lyin’ to yourself, fam, you better pattern up, better get back on the grind Yeah
[Chorus: Skepta]
Yeah, we did young and stupid
Now I do grown and sexy
I don’t know who you’re tryna impress, G
Man, can see that your man-bag’s empty
No need to pretend
I don’t wanna hear you talk greazy again
Never shot food, never shot no skeng
Talk about gangster, I was like, “When?”
Brudda, you love lie
Tryna been gangsta, you ain’t never been on one ride
Tough guy
Tryna be gangsta, your cartel are not up to the time
You man are washed up, say you got big P, say you got cats on the line
You’re just lyin’ to yourself, fam, you better pattern up, better get back on the grind
[Verse 1: Shorty]
These guys tell lies
Say that they bust guns, they ain’t got nines
Say that they shot drugs, they ain’t got pies
Do it for the ‘Gram, man, I ain’t got time
Everybody knows that I’m five foot five
But don’t come around here when your likkle man talk, I’ll punch man down to my size, yeah
I make a man think twice, I make a man go look for advice
You don’t wanna come around here with your chest all high
‘Cause the mandem’ll switch off your lights
Bare tings in your head like lice
Eediat, now you can’t sleep at night
You see this road ting comes at a price
[Verse 2: Frisco]
Most came cool with a serious face
That’s ’cause I came from a serious place
To be able to pull off this outfit
With the trainers, you gotta have serious pace (Yeah)
Got money on my brain, it’s a serious chase
Co-D on remand, that’s a serious case (Mad)
So when man wanna act like Tyson
I’m like what, fam? Play this song
[Intro: Skepta]
Practice hours
Go on then
What you mean, what you mean? Am I supposed to be frightened?

Lil Durk – Turn Myself In Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain’t really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I’m finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me? Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain’t really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I’m finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
[Verse 2]
I got 5 million followers, I need 5 million dollars
I scream “Free Melly” from my cell even though they ain’t got em
Mmm, free Von, free Zoo, even though they got the same problem
Mmm, false accusation, why they name droppin’? They wanna know if I’m rappin’ or robbin’, takin’ these drugs for family problems
I get a call, I call my mama, mmm, I’m sorry
I get a bond, not givin’ them property, no, I can’t tell, that’s part of the policy
If you don’t fuck with me, nigga, then fuck you, but I show love for niggas apart of me
I went from Margielas to state shoes, Amiri denims to jump suits
Locked in a cell with a curfew, in population, they can hurt you
No PC, commissary and receipts, fan mail, I gotta reread
New rappers wanna be, can’t be me, I’m gangsta
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me? Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain’t really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I’m finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain’t really with me Yeah, yeah, yeah, niggas ain’t really with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, main homies turned against me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, heard the story, think I’m finished
Yeah, yeah, yeah, give my lawyer a hundred and fifty
Ooh, oh
[Verse 1]
I wish I would turn myself in before I fuck one last time
I wish I would turn myself in before I pour up one pint
I wish I would turn myself in without kissin’ my kids, no, it ain’t right
I wish I would turn myself in without playin’ that shit back that night
I wish I would turn myself in without droppin’ my album
I wish I would put trust in a nigga knowin’ they goin’ sour
I told ’em I wish I would, I fuck her in the butt, go douche
Told her put a big bag on my books, make sure my artist get pushed
Look up at the judge, can’t look, stay makin’ up lies for sure
I’m a innocent man for sure, it is what it is for sure
Nobody gon’ ride, had a warrant so I can’t hide
India gon’ stay by my side, I did a song with Chance tonight
He gave me positive vibes, to better my image for life
I turn myself in tonight, head down with these cuffs on, then read me my rights
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me? Play this song
[Intro]
Ooh
Squat made the beat
Turn me up, Josh
Ooh
Go Grizz
Ooh
W-W-W-Winner’s Circle
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, God, can you hear me?